LUCY IS REPLACING ON THE SHELF IN HER LIVING ROOM A COLLECTION OF PAPERS SHE HAS JUST READ THROUGH.

RICKY ENTERS THE ROOM.

Good morning dear.

(seeing Lucy looking caught)

What's the matter?

Oh, nothing. Why do you ask?

Well, you look just look a little flustered, that's all.

(deciding to spill the beans)

Ricky, I was just reading those papers about your relatives and such. Why didn't you ever tell me you had a connection to Castro?!

Oh, those. Honey, that was in the past. I haven't seen Fidel in years.

Fidel? I was talking about Pepino Ruiz.

Oh, yeah. Pepino.

(beat)

I haven't thought of him in years.

Isn't he a relative of yours?

Lucy, he was a cousin on my half-brother's step-uncle's side of the family.

He was a bad man.

Bad? How?

In every way! So I was told.

(horrified)

Oh Ricky! Why were you involved with such a person?

Whoa! Nobody said I was involved. I hardly even knew him.

But, wasn't he a buddy of Castro?

Sidekick.

OK, sidekick.

(but wait)

What is a sidekick, anyway?

I think he lit his cigars and laughed at him when he thought Fidel said something humorous.

What kind of an existence was that?

It paid the bills.

But, what about communism?

The commies have bills, too!

(resigned to agree)

I guess!

But, wait ...

(beat)

No, well, yeah. I guess.

(giving Lucy the "huh?" look)

JUST THEN ETHEL BUSTS IN THROUGH THE RICARDO'S FRONT DOOR, EXCITED AND FLUSTERED.

(out of breath)

Did you see it? Did you see the spaceship? The saucer! Did you? ...

Oh, Ethel. Not again!