"I need to study for Spanish so one day I can talk to del Toro in his native tongue on his death bed holding his hand as he tells me a story of a forest elemental that befriends a young girl. As he speaks his last words to me (reminiscing about his wife turning her head to look into his ovular glasses, her pony tail sweeping her left shoulder) he will hand me a small lockbox and pass away. After I’m done mourning for a great deal of time, holding his large hand and weeping into frail body (the chemo really hit Guillermo hard) I look at the lockbox in my lap. After gaining some courage, I reach for the skeleton key located in Guillermo’s breast pocket, above his heart. I insert the key into the lockbox, hearing tiny intricate gears working and spinning unlocking the hidden secret within. A flurry of tiny moths and black dust fly from the box as I look inside. Once my vision clears I see only a gnarled root and a small note. The note reads, "Tony, thank you for staying by my side during my last hours and studying Spanish hard in college so you could talk to me in my native tongue. Boil the root inside this box for five hours, then ingest. - Sincerely, Guillermo del Toro". Without hesitation I do as the note instructed. Then a vision of the greatest fantasy/horror film of all time fills my head. I make it perfectly and dedicate the film to Guillermo del Toro"