Super adorable baby fox encounters some golfers, steals golfball and plays with it.
As Nick heads out to the terrace, we hear Leo’s bourbon-soaked purr (it’s clear that his voice, and not Daisy’s, is the one that’s full of money in this movie) as he ninja-shadows his distracted new friend, waiting for the right moment to get out in front and reveal himself entirely. Naturally, because this is a Baz Luhrmann film, that reveal arrives just as “Rhapsody in Blue” hits its apex on the soundtrack and orgiastic fireworks go off in the 3-D distance. And then, as the camera pushes in, we finally get a solid medium shot of the positively orange-painted Leonardo DiCaprio, a giant grin playing on his mouth as the heavens rain down enough sparks to power a century’s worth of RuPaul’s Drag Race finale coronations. He then drawls to Nick, and I may be paraphrasing, “Old sport, I am fucking FAMOUS.”