Mancora Page #3

...my father...

...just before he jumped,

he called me...

...and l didnt even answer.

l hadnt seen him for...

...six months...

...and l didnt even pick up...

My father killed himself

because of me.

Santi, he didnt kill

himself because of you...

...that was his decision.

l hadnt seen him in six months,

l had to wait till his funeral.

No Santi, please.

What are you doing here so early?

Someones in a mood.

Since you dont want to

spend time with us here...

...lve decided well

do it in Mancora.

-Are you serious?

-Yup.

Youre leaving ligo here?

The hell with leaving ligo here!

ligo goes to Mancora.

Open up, its cold!

-You dont mind right?

-No, of course not.

Open up! lm freezing!

Open! Before l freeze!

-Leave it.

-You got it?

lts heavy.

Theyre your things anyway.

Open the trunk, this weighs a ton!

Hey you, if youre going to be

so serious stop and lll get off.

Cmon, gimme a little smile...

Hey Santi, what type of

music did your dad sing?!

Youre speaking too loud!

Sorry. So what kind of

music did your dad sing?

You know, old school stuff...

Ballads?

No, a bit more funky, you know?.

Like the Puma?

What Puma?

Sh*t dude, the Puma, you know...

Jose Rodriguez! The Puma.

Thanks.

lll have another one please.

Look how cute those kids are.

Do you mind taking off

your sunglasses,

l cant see your eyes.

Whats wrong?

Nothing...

ligo, l told you not to

come if you didnt want to.

Xime please, be grateful

for the effort huh...

Effort?

Effort is what l do for you.

People dont change.

Get that into your head.

Anyway, lets try to enjoy ourselves.

-Wow the food looks great!

-lts all for you...all of it!

Why didnt you stop?

-Why should l stop?

-Because they were asking for help.

And why should l stop to help the

first a**hole whose car breaks down?

Because thats what people do.

Maybe in Madrid or

New York but not here.

l dont get it, thats

the mentality of a child.

Child...right.

Who helps you?

Who helps me?

Who helped me

when my mother left?

Nobody.

Who helped me when

my father decided one morning...

...to throw himself off

a goddamn bridge?

No one, because no one helps!

Thats life. Everyone has

to survive on their own.

l take care of myself...

...lm sure they will too so

dont worry for them so much.

l agree with Santi...

...f*** em.

Survival of the fittest.

Youre a lot like me Santi.

A lot...

How are you doing in school?

At my pace...

...l think lm going to end

up being a singer like my dad.

-Dont wanna be an economist?

-l was told lm not cut out for it.

-ligo!

-What?

-Couldnt you piss somewhere else?

-Where the hell else? Sorry!

Excuse me,

may l take a picture of you?

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