The director had come to Madrid to court me.

The director took my face in his hands and asked me to show him my teeth, as with a horse. This happened on a Wednesday, and by the following Monday I was shooting.

Acting is the work of two people - it's only possible when you have the complicity, the help, even the manipulation of a director.

The film kept me from working as a secretary. It was a real stroke of luck. A miracle.

The actress they'd hired had refused to appear naked in front of the camera. I didn't like to appear naked either, but the first thing I did was take off my clothes and jump into the pool completely naked.

Compared to dancing, films seemed to me to be the work of lay bums. There was no physical pain; it was enough to say and imagine what was in the script. It was very easy for me.