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Scarface 3: The Diaz Brothers

A Film by Joe Jukic

Starring: Tony Demelo as MARCO DIAZ & Joe Jukic as LUIS DIAZ

LOGLINE: Two ruthlessly ambitious brothers, Marco and Luis Diaz, arrive in Miami in the wake of the ’80s cartel collapse, determined to carve out a new empire from the ashes of the old, only to find that blood ties are the first casualty in the pursuit of absolute power.

🎭 Characters

  • MARCO DIAZ (30s): Played by Tony Demelo. The older, more measured, and strategically ambitious brother. He’s the brains, focused on legitimacy, money laundering, and building a sophisticated front. He idolizes the power, not the madness, of the ’80s era.
  • LUIS DIAZ (Late 20s): Played by Joe Jukic. The hot-headed, street-level enforcer. He is impulsive, violent, and driven by a primal need for respect and immediate dominance. He is the muscle and the liability.
  • ELENA (30s): A shrewd Miami real estate broker with connections to the old-money Cuban-American establishment. Marco’s eventual business/romantic partner.
  • DETECTIVE CRUZ (40s): A seasoned, cynical Miami-Dade narcotics detective who has seen this cycle before and is determined to stop it.

💵 Scene 1: Arrival

FADE IN:

EXT. MIAMI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT – SUNRISE (2006)

The air is already thick with heat and humidity. The rising sun casts a lurid orange glow over the skyline of Miami, visible in the distance.

A late-model, but slightly scuffed, black sedan pulls up to the curb.

MARCO DIAZ (TONY DEMELO) steps out. He is wearing an impeccably tailored, light grey linen suit, slightly rumpled from the overnight flight. He takes a slow, deep breath, savoring the smell of salt and jet fuel. He looks like a businessman, not a thug.

LUIS DIAZ (JOE JUKIC) emerges from the driver’s side. He’s wearing a black designer t-shirt, expensive jeans, and a heavy silver chain. His eyes dart everywhere, restless and aggressive. He takes a cigarette from a pack and lights it with a gold lighter.

LUIS

(Exhaling a plume of smoke)

So, this is it. The promised land. Looks like every other goddamn airport to me.

Marco adjusts his cufflink, his gaze fixed on the towering downtown buildings.

MARCO

It’s not the airport, Luis. It’s the foundation. Look at it. All that glass, all that money. Twenty years since the war. All the loudmouths and the cowboys shot each other up and left the field clear.

(He gestures towards the skyline)

They built this city on blood and snow, brother. We just arrived to claim the inheritance.

Luis flicks his cigarette onto the pristine pavement, earning a sharp look from a passing Skycap.

LUIS

Inheritance is slow. I like taking things. We got two duffel bags of pure in the trunk and five numbers in my phone. I want to move this weight before the sun is high.

MARCO

Patience. That’s why you are the muscle, and I am the architect. We are not selling bags on a street corner, Luis. We are going straight to the top. No middle men. No noise.

(He pulls a sleek, silver smartphone from his jacket pocket—a new device for the time)

I arranged a meeting. A little investment opportunity. You are going to be quiet, you are going to smile, and you are going to let me talk.

Luis leans against the car, unconvinced.

LUIS

Investment? We’re traffickers, Marco. Let’s call it what it is.

MARCO

No. We are capitalists. We offer a service, and we demand a return. The difference between a gangster and a legitimate businessman is only the paperwork. And I’m a man who likes his paper clean.

Luis pushes off the car, a flicker of genuine resentment in his eyes. He speaks with a low, dangerous intensity.

LUIS

Just remember who put the first scar on his face to get us here, Marco. When the time comes to be a gangster, you point the way, and I’ll clean the mess. But don’t you ever forget the mess needs to be made.

Marco finally turns to his brother, a cool, calculating look in his own eyes.

MARCO

I won’t. Now, get the bags. The future doesn’t wait for us to argue about the past.

Luis nods slowly, a grim smile creeping onto his face. He opens the trunk and pulls out two identical, heavy black duffel bags.

As they walk toward the terminal entrance, their silhouettes—one sharp and controlled, the other wide and brutal—are framed against the magnificent, glittering promise of Miami.

FADE OUT.

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Ronaldo’s Cloned Eye

Title: “In the Land of the Blind, the One-Eyed Man Is King: Why Cloned Eye Transplants Outshine Mechanical Solutions”

Thesis Statement: While Lionel Messi’s mechanical eye offers a groundbreaking prosthetic solution for the blind, Cristiano Ronaldo’s proposal for cloned eye transplants represents a superior advancement—one that restores true biological vision and, in doing so, reaffirms the ancient adage: “In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.”

I. The Limitations of Mechanical Vision

Messi’s mechanical eye, though impressive, is ultimately a synthetic substitute. It relies on external technology—cameras, processors, and neural interfaces—to simulate sight. However, like all prosthetics, it has inherent flaws: susceptibility to malfunction, dependency on power sources, and an inability to fully replicate the nuanced perception of organic vision. A mechanical eye may grant function, but it cannot restore the essence of human sight.

II. The Superiority of Cloned Eye Transplants

Ronaldo’s vision (pun intended) goes beyond mechanical imitation. Cloned eye transplants, grown from the patient’s own cells, offer a biologically integrated solution. Unlike artificial devices, a cloned eye connects seamlessly with the optic nerve and brain, restoring natural vision. This approach eliminates rejection risks, operates without external power, and provides the full spectrum of human sight—depth, color, and even emotional responsiveness (e.g., tears, pupil dilation).

III. The Symbolism of the One-Eyed King

The proverb “In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king” underscores the value of true vision over compensatory aids. A cloned eye doesn’t just assist the blind—it cures them, elevating their status from dependent users of technology to sovereign individuals with innate capability. Meanwhile, mechanical solutions, however advanced, keep users tethered to artificial systems. Ronaldo’s proposal doesn’t just compete with Messi’s—it dethrones it by making the mechanical obsolete.

IV. The Future of Vision Restoration

While Messi’s mechanical eye is a commendable step, Ronaldo’s cloned transplant represents the future: a world where blindness is eradicated, not accommodated. By harnessing biotechnology, we move beyond imitation to genuine restoration—proving that in the quest to conquer blindness, nature’s design still reigns supreme.

Conclusion:
Ronaldo’s cloned eye transplant doesn’t just outdo Messi’s mechanical eye—it transcends it. In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king; but in the land of restored vision, the man who gives sight is the true ruler.

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Lord Nelson Movie Treatment

Title: Lord Nelson
Written by: Joe Jukic

Genre: Historical Epic / Action-Drama
Tone: Heroic, gritty, and inspiring — with flashes of camaraderie and dark humor.

Logline

In a sweeping reimagining of the Napoleonic Wars, the legendary sailor Lord Nelson is brought to life by Nelson Bulhoes, who, alongside a ragtag crew of fierce and loyal comrades, faces treacherous seas, cunning enemies, and the ultimate sacrifice to secure Britain’s destiny on the high seas.

Main Cast & Roles

  • Nelson Bulhoes — Lord Horatio Nelson, Britain’s most daring naval commander, brilliant yet haunted by the toll of endless war.
  • Joe Jukic — First Mate Elias Vargo, a cunning strategist and Nelson’s most trusted friend, known for bending rules to achieve victory.
  • Tony Demelo — Master Gunner Marcus Da Costa, a tough-as-iron artillery master whose cannons speak louder than his words.
  • Tony Meideiros — Bosun Rodrigo “Ironhook” Faria, a rough-edged deck boss with a sharp tongue and unmatched skill with ropes and rigging.
  • Luis Morgado — Navigator Raphael Silva, the ship’s brilliant cartographer and moral compass, driven by a code of honor.
  • Joe Morgado — Quartermaster Tomas Morgado, a shrewd supplier who can find—or smuggle—anything the crew needs.

Synopsis

ACT ONE
The year is 1798. The British Empire teeters on the edge as Napoleon’s forces dominate Europe. Lord Horatio Nelson (Bulhoes) returns from a costly battle, missing an arm and an eye, but with an unshakable will to fight. At the Admiralty, he’s given a desperate mission: cut off Napoleon’s fleet in the Mediterranean before it can resupply in Egypt.

Nelson assembles his crew — men forged by storms and gunpowder. Vargo (Jukic), the only man who dares challenge Nelson’s ideas, becomes his sounding board. Da Costa (Demelo) tests experimental cannon firing patterns. Ironhook (Meideiros) recruits fearless young sailors from dockside taverns. Silva (Luis Morgado) plots daring routes through uncharted waters. Tomas Morgado uses his quartermaster’s cunning to stock the ship with secret reserves of food, rum, and even black-market gunpowder.

ACT TWO
The HMS Vanguard sails into hostile waters. Nelson’s leadership inspires fierce loyalty, but the French fleet outnumbers them three to one. In a tense night battle off the coast of Aboukir Bay, the crew fights ship-to-ship in bloody chaos. Nelson, shot through the forehead, refuses to leave the deck.

Bonds deepen as the crew narrowly escapes disaster after a powder magazine ignites, nearly taking the ship down. Vargo risks his life to douse the flames. Tomas Morgado barters with Egyptian locals for supplies, revealing his past as a smuggler. Ironhook saves a young sailor from drowning in a storm, while Silva navigates a deadly reef under moonlight.

ACT THREE
As news arrives that Napoleon’s army is stranded, the Vanguard returns to Britain a hero’s ship. But Nelson’s destiny is not yet complete — the French navy regroups for one final, decisive battle at Trafalgar. Knowing the odds and the cost, Nelson gives his famous signal: “England expects that every man will do his duty.”

The Battle of Trafalgar is a symphony of thunder, smoke, and steel. The crew fights like lions, holding the line against overwhelming force. Nelson is mortally wounded by a sniper, but not before ensuring complete victory. In his final moments, he whispers to Vargo, “Thank God I have done my duty.”

The surviving crew, battered but unbroken, sail home — knowing the world will never forget the name Lord Nelson.

Style & Themes

  • Brotherhood in War — The bond between men who know they might not see another sunrise.
  • Sacrifice for the Greater Good — The cost of duty versus the price of survival.
  • Myth vs. Man — The human flaws and private doubts behind the legendary hero.

Visuals: Wind-lashed decks, cannons roaring against a blood-red sunset, close-quarters sword fights in smoke-filled corridors, maps and sextants illuminated by lantern-light.

Score: A sweeping orchestral theme with drums that mimic the pounding of cannon fire, blended with Portuguese folk guitar to reflect the diverse crew.