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SOLITARY FRAGMENTS

CHAPTER I: Adela and Antonia

Here we are.

Here we are
and it's lunch time.

Up we go

and time for lunch.

Yummy!

Yummy!

Time for lunch.

Sweetie!

Don't go to sleep now, sweetie,
it's time for lunch.

Don't go to sleep,

it's time for lunch.

Just here.

I'll get your food
right away, sweetie.

Shit!

Dad?

Dad?

Honestly...

Sweetie!

Sweetie!

Okay?

I'll get your food ready
right away, my love.

Miguelito.

Hello?

Yes, I just got in.

Okay.

I'll start making lunch.

Lentils and rice.

I hope it'll be okay.

Call in at Miriam's.

Her eldest has a pullover...

I think it'll fit Miguelito
and she said she'd...

No.

No.

No, if you don't go now,
she won't...

That's right, she's going
over to her mother's...

Right.

Right, Dad, see you here then.

Don't be long.
See you then.

- Adela...
- What?

Remember the Sabero budgets?

Which budgets?

They were supposed to be in
by now, September.

- The September ones?
- Yes.

They haven't come in yet.

- When they do, give them to me?
- Okay.

Shall I tell Susana
to make copies for the two of us?

- Perfect.
- Okay.

- Thanks.
- I'll need one too.

- Thanks.
- Okay.

Where are you going?
Here. Look at the ball.

Look at the bunny rabbit.

Where's the zebra?

Oops, your pacifier.

You'll get it dirty.
Here.

What's that?

Who's at the door?

Who's at the door?

Here.

It's Mummy.
Shall we go and meet Mummy?

I'll be right back, okay?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Sorry. I came as soon as I could
but as usual something came up.

That's okay.
Want some coffee or anything?

No, it's late. I still have
to bath him and make his supper.

Supper?
But he just had tea.

He's had his fruit?

Yes, he was hungry.

Shit, Pedro!

If we don't keep to his schedule,
he won't want his supper.

- Where is he?
- In there. And it's no big deal.

Maybe, but he won't want
his supper now.

You won't want your fish,
will you?

What are you doing,
my little mousie?

Miguelito.

Kiss kiss...
Oh, that's nice!

Kiss kiss.

Kiss kiss, my little mousie.

Anyway...

Let me see...

His shoes?

Under that jacket.

What's the matter?

Your pacifier.
Here.

I won't bother
to put them on him now.

No, darling...

Your pacifier. Coming?
Coming with us?

I'll put this there.

- What is it, my love?
- Come here.

There there, sweetie.

Want to stay for supper?
I bought some great mushrooms.

No. I told my dad
I'd go over to his place.

What's the matter?
Have your pacifier.

- Here it is.
- Damn, I dropped it.

- Don't you want it?
- He can sleep here if you like.

No, I'd better take him home.
He's tired.

- There there.
- Whatever you say.

There there, my love.

Pedro, you haven't given me
any money for 2 months.

I'm a bit short
of cash this month.

Maybe production will increase
and I can give you something.

Not "something".
What you owe me.

Miguelito can't live on fresh air.

As I said, I'm broke. Okay?

So am I.

I'm not exactly rolling in money.

There there, my love.
That's it.

Right...

Pepe.

What about Pascual's order?

Are they coming
to pick it up or what?

I spoke to the delivery guy
on Friday. He's coming today.

I see.
How much milk have we got left?

Five boxes, more or less.

Five...

Bring them all up.

- Okay.
- And tell...

Tell Mart�n to call. We don't want
the same thing happening again.

So shall I go on with this or?

No, go downstairs.
I'll do this.

- Okay.
- Right.

- Mummy.
- Yes, dear?

- Mummy.
- Come and help me.

He won't give me the toy.

Won't give it to you?
Look, this is a toy.

- He doesn't know how to.
- What do you think of them?

I bought a lot.
They were cheap.

- No, buy...
- Good, aren't they?

Yes.

There's room for plenty of them.
The geraniums brighten things up.

I know.

I don't want to put too many...

- You can get more in there.
- I know.

Let's see the baby.

David wants to get a new car.

- What's wrong with the one you have?
- Nothing.

He's become obsessed
with the idea.

And you don't want to get one?

I think the one we have is okay.

He won't say how much it is.

He just says it's cheap.

Get him to tell you
how much, then talk.

As I said, all he'll say
is that it's cheap.

I'm thinking of leaving the village.

No, actually,
I will be leaving the village.

- Where to?
- Madrid.

To live there?

Come on!

The idea's a bit scary

but it shouldn't be that difficult
to start there from scratch.

I mean, what have I got here?

Yeah...

Sounds a bit crazy, right?

What about Miguelito?

He'll come with his mummy.

Sweetie!

And what about Pedro?

I haven't told him yet so...

My goodness.

What do you think he'll say?

I don't think
he'll be too happy.

But he shouldn't be surprised.

I told him I wanted to leave
a long time ago.

You could always
come back anyway.

I don't think
Dad would lock me out.

That's nice!

I'm sick of mags. The models
aren't real, they're artificial.

It's the fashion to say
beauty's only skin deep

but people take more care
of their appearance than ever.

It's not that, Manolo.
We were talking

about how important it is
to look beautiful in this society.

Beautiful people get paid more.

What?

I think how
you look is important.

That's where it all begins.

I wouldn't want a fat, ugly,

scraggy, shabby boyfriend.

Looking at me?

I wouldn't want one like Manolo.

If I had to choose,
I'd rather have one like...

- Casillas.
- Oh, sure.

Listen to her.

- So that's us out, Manolo.
- And she's only just started.

I don't like handsome men.

- Come on!
- No, really.

The other girls can have them.

Your father wasn't handsome.
He was...

attractive but not handsome.

And Manolo... Manolo...

Is Manolo.

Thank you very much.

And you're happy together.

Yes, I've been
very lucky with him.

I'm not saying looks are

everything.
All I'm saying is

I'd prefer a handsome man.
If I had to choose

I'd say "handsome".

- I wouldn't care.
- I agree.

I don't know...
I think a man can be...

loving, intelligent,
a decent person...

and handsome too.

- Like me.
- Like you?

With that pot belly?

You should take up a sport.

Don't listen to her, Alberto.

You're fine the way you are.

Let her take up a sport.

Anyway, all sportsmen
end up the same...

Fat and with a load of problems.

When I was a girl,
a handsome boy

lived near us.

In Guadalajara.

He was tall,

dark and handsome.

He probably had some
gypsy blood in his veins...

or maybe Arabic,

because he was dark-skinned.

He was special.

All the girls were mad about him.

His folks and mine
were good friends

and whenever they came round,
my sisters would ask about him.

I never asked.

I was too shy.

And?

- What happened?
- Who to?

The handsome boy.

I don't know. I got married
and came to Madrid.

And that was the last you heard?

I've never been
interested in handsome men.

You see?
Like me.

Take my advice, dear.
Find a man

who's good and honest
and who loves you.

Handsome,

ugly... We all end up
old and wrinkled like raisins.

No, no way. I refuse
to end up wrinkled like a raisin.

You're an acorn, Manolo.

Hard on the outside,
soft on the inside.

Alberto.

Quite a philosopher.

No, Mum, let us.

- Yes.
- We'll clear the table.

You and your acorns, Alberto.

He's a one.

It's all so dry.

It's hardly rained this year.

Yes, it's prettier here in spring.

It's nicer when it's all green.

I can't see why they're building
a golf course here.

I thought
they'd cancel the project.

No, it's going ahead.

- Are you sure?
- Positive.

They want to put it between
the mountain and the Bergaz place.

The whole area.
It's quite big.

People will go mad on the idea.

They'll all want
to sell their land.

Some will make a lot of money.

No way.
The developers maybe...

and the Bergaz family,
if they get a good price.

But no-one else will.

Are they going
to build that hotel too?

That's not definite.

But you know how people
think up ideas to make money.

Will it do the village any good?

I don't know.
We'll have to see.

Ah, he's awake.

Look who's there.

Look who's coming.

- Who is it?
- Hello, my love.

- Who is it?
- Have you woken up, my little darling?

Look at all these blackberries.

- Look at them all.
- Look. Yummy.

My goodness.

- Shall we move on?
- Sure.

- Shall we find some more?
- Yes.

More blackberries?

- Let's find some more.
- Yummy!

- Shall I take him?
- No.

How does Pedro carry him?
With a sling like this one?

No, he can't carry weight.
He's got a back problem.

- So what does he do?
- He pushes him.

But he couldn't come
up here with a pushchair.

I suppose
he goes somewhere else.

It's very comfortable.

Very quiet too.

Fine.
It's okay, isn't it?

I'll show you the bathroom.

It's fine. And large.
It's very good.

Yes. And there's a window...

- Here are the towels. Okay?
- Fine.

And some clean sheets.

So this is the room.

- Fine.
- And there's a TV there.

And most important...

there's a button here...

Press it and a nurse will come.

Yes, I know how everything works.
I was in here four months ago.

So you know
how things work then.

There's a dressing gown
and some slippers here.

But there's no hurry,
so take yourtime.

They'll help you put it on
then someone will come for you.

My name's Carla.
Call me if you need me.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- See you later.
- Thank you.

It's okay, isn't it?

It's big.

I'll just get that.

I think I'll get changed.

The nurse said
they'd be some time, didn't she?

I'd just rather do it now.

All right. Okay.

Shall I put your bag
in the closet too?

Shall I put your bag
in the closet?

Yes.

Need a hand?

No?

Your shoes?

I'll leave the slippers.

Is that the street I came in by?

Yes. This overlooks the street
in front of the house.

And the room overlooks
the same street.

Sometimes I iron in here.

Not very often
because I don't like ironing.

But I like it in here.

- There's lots of light.
- Yes, lots.

In the whole house.
Carlos's room is through there.

Let's close the door.

Come on,
I'll show you your room.

- Let's see.
- Come in.

It's got a big closet.

- Yes.
- Great.

If you take it, you can
change things around if you like.

- The kitchen.
- It's big.

- Yes.
- That's great.

Yes, ideal.

Lots of worktop space.
Perfect for three people.

We could all cook
at the same time.

Very good.

- So that's it.
- That's it then. Great.

And...

- And your flatmate's name?
- Carlos.

How do you think he'll feel
about having a baby around?

I haven't told him yet.

CHAPTER II: The City

I don't understand
this fad for tattoos.

They're ugly, painful and people
catch things having them done.

They're sexy.

- Sexy?
- Yes.

- Tattoos are sexy?
- Yes.

Well, I don't think they are.

You're married with a daughter.

What would you want
to look sexy for?

So? What's the connection?

Well, it's obvious.

If you start trying to look sexy
to get men to look at you,

you'll end up getting
yourself into trouble.

I wouldn't have a tattoo
to make men look at me, Mum.

Then why would you have one?

For myself,
not for other people.

- For yourself?
- Yes.

I don't care about other people.

Anyway, as long as...

Alberto still fancies me...

Well...

if it doesn't hurt,
maybe I'll have one too.

For myself.
To feel sexy too.

- Don't be so silly, Mum.
- Why? What's the matter?

Can't I want to be sexy too?
I'll be sexy too.

You are really silly sometimes.

You don't really believe
I'm going to do it.

- Just you wait and see.
- Then I will too.

Great.
We could go together.

When you decide to go,
tell me and I'll come with you.

- Okay.
- Good.

If the hinge comes away, you can't
stick it back and you can't nail it.

Three. It was my turn, wasn't it?

Yes.

So... three.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- What are you doing?
- You okay?

- Fine. You two?
- He's thrashing me.

She always beats me in the end.

- Where have you been?
- The park.

Miguelito's just about
to fall asleep.

I'm making salad.
Anybody want some?

No, thanks,
I'm a bit sick of salads.

No, thanks. I've got some meat
left over from yesterday.

- So you don't want anything?
- No.

- I'll have it all then.
- Right.

See you later.

- My turn, right?
- Yes.

Two.

Six.
A four and I take you.

Here we go.

Not quite.

Not quite.

Adela's nice, isn't she?

- I like her. She's nice.
- Yes. I like her too.

I'm glad she took the room.

Yes.

- Six.
- That was lucky.

Four, one.

Two.

Six and I get you.

Two.

All on her own
in Madrid, poor thing.

And with a kid.
It can't be easy for her, can it?

No.

But since nobody here
is actually from Madrid,

- people get used to it.
- Yes.

People are very open here.

Two.

But like you said, living in Madrid
with a kid can't be easy.

No.

Four.

Got you.

- One, two, three, four. Back home...
- Yeah.

- Sure.
- I move forward twenty.

Right then...

- I'll explain things first.
- Fine.

I've looked at the results of the
opaque enema and the colonoscopy,

and the best thing is to operate.

- All right.
- I'll explain.

We need to remove the tumour,

then join one end
of the colon to the other.

It's a complicated operation
and long too,

but it'll be fine.

My poor girl.

Obviously every operation
entails a certain amount of risk,

the main risk in this case
being that of the suture breaking,

but that rarely happens

and we give you
constant check-ups.

Is the operation
the only alternative?

Since it hasn't extended to other
areas, it's the only alternative.

For a few days after,
you'll be fed with saline solution

until your colon
resumes its normal function.

I just don't want her to suffer.

Of course...

Don't worry.
What's your name?

- Antonia.
- Well, Antonia.

An operation's always
a serious thing.

But Nieves has
two things in her favour.

Her age

and there's no metastasis.

So she shouldn't need
chemotherapy.

But in the case of a relapse,

we'd have to consider
other alternatives.

So does the cancer
just disappear then...

or can it come back?

I can't guarantee 100%
that it'll disappear

but it's the same for everybody.

You or I could develop cancer
tomorrow

but after an operation, you can
be sure that for a time at least...

even the rest of your life...
it's been eradicated.

For how long?

I wish I could say
but that depends on the patient.

A year, two, three, ten...
maybe for good.

I can't say.

Fine.

Are there any more questions
you'd like to ask?

- No.
- No, it's pretty clear, isn't it, Mum?

Everything will be fine.

- Thank you very much.
- Thank you.

What?

What is it, sweetie?

This is nice and cool.

So nice and cool.

- Anything else?
- No, thanks.

- How old is he?
- 13 months.

Hey...

- You scamp.
- Incredible how fast they grow.

- Yes.
- Before you know it

they suddenly start walking
and talking and everything.

- Mine's 3 years old.
- Really?

Three years and one month.

What?

What is it, sweetie?

He doesn't talk yet
but he will soon.

He's gorgeous.

Once he starts talking,
he won't stop.

Will you? You won't stop,
will you? Yes, I know.

Gorgeous.

- Call me over if you need anything.
- Okay.

- He's so cute.
- Bye.

Bye.

Bye bye.

- What time is it?
- It must be 5 at least.

How long have I been asleep?

Over an hour.

It feels more like three.

I feel so tired.
I could hardly get up.

I even dreamed.

That means you really needed it.

I dreamed I was doing
my military service.

- Military service?
- Yes.

And what happened?

I don't really know...

I can't remember.

I'm trying to but I can't.

Military service and that's it.

That's strange.

Yes... I don't know...

I don't know
what to do now.

I was supposed to pick up
some tables in Alcobendas,

but if I go now,
I'll only get caught in the traffic.

Go some othertime.

I know, but I wanted
to go today and get it overwith.

Go today then.

It shouldn't take you too long.

And you'll have got it overwith.

I'll try and get moving then.

I'm so tired.

See you later.

Torrevieja?

Why?

The prices are good and Alberto
knows a lot of people there.

And when Leonor gets bigger,
she'd have lots of friends her age.

Three-bedroomed places.
Not too big but...

not too small either.

You and Manolo
could come and stay with us.

Yes, Manolo likes the seaside.

I don't very much.

We wouldn't just go in summer.

We could go at weekends
to get away from everything.

Can I help?

- To cut the chicken up?
- No, I'll do it.

You know I like making
the paella on my own.

I'll set the table.

Mum, where are the olives?

They're...

There they are.

- Aren't they?
- Yes.

- And the ones without anchovies?
- There.

So what do you think?

What about, dear?

About the flat, of course!

Fine, if that's what you want.

The price is good.

And we could get a mortgage.

The trouble is...

the deposit.
We haven't got enough for it.

Well, keep on saving.

And with luck, by the time
you've got enough money,

the price will have come down.

Come down...

It'd be so nice to buy it now.

But you haven't got
enough money.

No.

Could you... help us out?

Me?

I wish I could, but how?

What about Manolo?

What about him?

He might lend us
the money if you asked him.

Me ask Manolo for money?

God forbid.
No, Helena.

I wouldn't ask him for anything.

- Why not?
- He's got enough on his plate

putting up with me.

I can't ask him to pay
for my daughters' fancies.

It's not a fancy. It's an investment.
An important one.

Then keep saving and when
you've got enough, buy it yourself.

No need to be like that.

I'm not being like anything.

But don't expect me
to ask Manolo for money.

All right.

What?

Want your pacifier?

There there.

Shall I hold her?

Come here, darling.

Look.

What are you doing?

Just looking at those doors.

Are these plants yours?

No, they're In�s's.

- They're nice.
- Yes. I love them.

Are any of them made of plastic?

No, don't you see they're all real?

This place must have
belonged to someone important.

Why do you say that?

The ceilings.

- What about them?
- The coving.

He had trouble getting to sleep.

He got so excited seeing you.

Yes. He's grown an awful lot.

He has, hasn't he?

Did you find it hard to adapt?

No. Actually I didn't.

I was lucky to find this place

and my flatmates
are really nice people.

That's important.

What about you, back there?

Well... nothing's changed.

I'm not doing too well.
Work's bad.

- Same as always then?
- Worse. My dad's sick of it.

He says all he does is reinvest
and doesn't make a penny.

He may have to close down.

I didn't know it was that bad.

People have applied for grants
for firms in the country...

If he gets one, then fine but...

We'll know
in a couple of months,

maybe this month.

What will you do till then?

Wait.

If we get the grant, fine.
Otherwise, I don't know.

I'll have to find something else.

Adela, could you lend me
some cash?

I don't believe it, Pedro.

You asking me for money?

If you can't, it's okay.

- You've got a nerve.
- No. I just need some money.

Is that a way of saying you won't be
giving me the money you owe me?

Don't be angry. If you can lend me
some, fine. If not, it's okay.

Always the same old story
with you.

How much do you need?

3,000 euros.

3,000 euros? Shit!

That's a lot of money.

Don't worry.
I'll manage somehow.

Hello?

What?

That's okay.

No, don't worry.

Mum's here.

No, it's okay.

Yes, I'm sure.

Don't worry.

Okay.

Bye.

- Who was it?
- Helena.

She's a pain.

She gets on my nerves.
I'd rather she didn't come to see me.

- What happened?
- Shit...

It's always about her.

Always talking
about herself, her problems.

As if nobody else had problems.

What do you expect her
to talk about?

People usually talk about
the things that happen to them.

Forget it. Sometimes
I think I'm talking to myself.

Don't be angry.

You know what she's like.

But she's a good girl.

I'm sick of her.
And I'm what I'm like too.

I don't want her to come.

If only she'd change a bit.
I'd rather she didn't come.

She loves you a lot.

She talks about herself
all the time, but don't we all?

Some people more than others.
Stop making excuses

for her.

Anyway...

Don't worry.

You're tired and so am I.

She always has to be

at the centre of everything.

We exist too.

I'm not saying we should talk
about me all the time,

but...

with Helena it's always the same.

It's not that bad.

I'm going to sleep now,
I'm really tired.

Shall I turn the light off?

No. I will.
I'm going to read for a bit.

All right, dear.
Good night.

Good night.

- He really loves that swing.
- Look how he holds on.

With both hands.
See that?

- He's really strong.
- Yes, he's strong.

- Incredible.
- My strong boy.

You'd wear anybody out,
Miguelito.

I want to buy In�s
some ear rings I've seen.

You know that shop
around the corner?

- You know? Anyway...
- I haven't noticed.

I saw some ear rings there.
Some small ones.

You know her, maybe you could
help me pick them out.

Okay.

- Think she'd like that?
- Sure.

- Really?
- It's always nice to get presents.

- Yes.
- Yes.

What's up!

What's up, Miguelito?

Look at him.

- Shall I take him off now?
- You'll be there all day if you don't.

I wouldn't mind getting on either.

Shall we go and play with Mummy?
Let's play in the sand with Mummy.

Let's go and play
in the sand with Mummy.

- Those swings are good.
- That's right, Miguelito.

- They're really safe.
- The kids can't fall off.

- Come and play.
- Let's play.

Let's play.

- Look, the spade!
- Shall we make a road?

- The spade!
- Let's make a road.

Let's make a road.

That's right.

Want to fill it up?

Let's see.

People are such pigs!

Disgusting.

Look at this.

Cigarette ends everywhere.

That's dirty, dirty.

My goodness.

I'm a bit worried about my dad.

I rang him yesterday
and he seemed a bit...

sad, a bit strange...

- Anything wrong with him?
- No, but...

I just got the impression
he was feeling sad.

I see.

He's pretty old now
and I feel sorry for him.

Sorry for him.

- How old is he?
- Sixty-seven.

He's not that old then, is he?

No, but I think me leaving
has affected him.

I see.

Look at him.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Must be a lot of people.
This is empty.

They needed some more downstairs
so Paula took them all.

- Any left?
- These.

- I was just going through them.
- Let's put them there.

Some of these too?

No, no need.
That's it.

- That's better.
- Okay.

Good morning.

- What time do you get off?
- 8:30. What about you?

8:30 too.

- Coming tomorrow?
- And the next day.

- Right.
- You too?

Yes.

Will you be here forthe party?

- Working, you mean?
- No. We'll be guests.

- Really?
- Yes.

- I didn't know.
- Yes, always at the big fairs.

- Do all the girls go?
- Almost all of them. It can be fun.

That's nice.
I think I'd like that.

I'd have to find someone
to take care of my son but maybe...

There's no-one you know?

Yes. My flatmates
help me out when they can.

I'm going, so if you can too...

Yes, I'd like to.

Good morning.

I'll call them later
to see if they can help out.

Don't do that.

What is it?

What is it?

Hello.

- Hello.
- How are you?

- Fine. And you?
- Fine.

Where are you off to?

A shop in Garcia Noblejas.
You?

To see my mother.

What?

Don't drop them.

Don't drop them.

- How old is he?
- 13 months.

- What's his name?
- Miguel.

"Miguelito".

Say hello.

Hello.

Do you know where
Hermanos Machado Street is?

Yes, I think it's near
where you're going.

CHAPTER III: Solid Ground

- Hello, Mum.
- Hello, dear.

Adela's still asleep.

- Really?
- The poor thing.

How is she?

Okay, more or less.

Hello?

She's still asleep.

Yes.

Shall I wake her up?

Are you sure?

All right.

Don't worry.

Yes,

I'll tell her you called.

Yes.

Goodbye.

Is her father still in Madrid?

No, he went back.
That was him.

That's a shame.
He gave her a lot of support.

Not really, Mum.

He's pretty old and more
of a burden than anything else.

Would you like a glass
of water?

No, no thanks.

The best thing
for Adela is sleep.

That's the best thing.

Yes, she does need to rest.

That's just what she needs.

Look.

Look what I bought.

- Like it?
- Let's have a look.

- Like it?
- It's very nice. Very pretty.

Do you think the colour's
a bit loud for me?

No, it's fine. You're not an old lady.
And you always wear grey or black.

- I'll help you with that later.
- I've nothing else to do.

- We'll clear up later.
- I've nothing else to do.

- Then bring me a glass of water.
- All right.

Okay, "mus".

- Me too.
- With these cards...

- What have you got?
- Well...

No high cards.

- Three.
- I see you.

That's what I like.

Right. No low cards.

Me neither.

I'm in.

Ten.

- You're too much!
- Well...

One for you.

- I'll take one.
- Right.

- Right.
- In�s.

- What?
- Did Helena tell you about the flat?

- Which flat?
- This one.

No. What?

I've decided to sell it.

- What?
- Yes.

You're joking, Mum.

No, I'm selling it
and I'm going to live with Manolo.

It's a great idea.

I'll have less expenses
that way and we'll be together.

It's a good idea.
We'll be together all the time.

We've been thinking
about it for some time.

Yes.

And with the flat in Torrevieja,
we finally made up our minds.

Right.

Is that flat definite?

Yes, it's definite.

I see.

Did you know
Mum had decided to sell?

She told me last week.

She said she was thinking of it.

- So what do you think?
- Fine.

I'm glad they're going
to live together.

I'm sure they'll be happy.

Sure...

I think you two
living together is a great idea

but Mum selling the flat
is anotherthing.

It was their decision.

Mum, I think you should
keep it, rent it out.

Selling it isn't a good idea.

It's all right. Apart from the money
we'll give her for the deposit,

we can put the rest in the bank.

In a fixed term account.
I think it's a good idea.

Helena... I mean Nieves.

- Did you know Mum was going to sell?
- She told me yesterday.

What do you think?

I don't mind.

If that's what Mum wants.

When she told me,
she'd already made up her mind.

I see.

In�s, if you don't like the idea,
we can think of something else.

We don't have
to buy that flat now.

It's all right.

It's just the way decisions
are taken in this family.

Why?

Because I'm always the last
to hear about them, Helena.

- It was a snap decision.
- You're telling me!

Yes, Manolo and I
talked about it the other day

and I told Helena, then Nieves
and now you. That's all.

Fucking great.
Shall we go on playing?

We can always
look for anotherway.

What otherway? It's obvious
you've already decided.

Anyway, Alberto,
I think it's your turn.

- Card.
- Card.

Pass.

- Card.
- Pass.

- Bet.
- Get one.

2 euros 88, please.

Thank you.

Sign here, please.

There we are.
Thank you.

Goodbye.

- Hello.
- Good morning.

I want to take out 100 euros.

You could do this transaction
on the machine outside.

It's not working.

- Pardon?
- It's not working.

Someone else
had trouble with it too.

Really?
Are you sure?

Yes, I don't...

I'm surprised, that's all.

Can I see your ID card, please?

- In 20-euro notes?
- Tens, if possible.

Adela, I'm in here.

I'm just finishing.

You don't need to iron for me.

It's no trouble.

I saw you had
a lot of clothes to iron.

I was going to make some food.

If you're hungry,

I can make some
forthe two of us.

I went to see my sister today.

She's a lot better.

She's very well.

Recovering well.

The results of the last tests

were good and
the cancer levels were low.

I'm glad for her.

Pedro rang.

When?

Just after you left.

In�s...

If Pedro calls back, tell him
never to ring again. Okay?

I don't know, Adela...

Aren't you being
a bit hard on him perhaps?

I don't want to talk to him.

- Why not?
- Because I don't!

This is just my opinion...
for what it's worth...

but I think that...

it might even do you some good.

Speaking to him...

you can see he's in a bad way.
He never stops ringing.

- In�s.
- Yes?

I'll give you the biggest one.

- Okay.
- Right.

And potatoes,
you'll want some potatoes.

- Not many.
- Not many.

It's an easy recipe,

very simple.
There we are.

You put the fish in the dish,
then the dish in the oven

and that's it.
And some water to keep it moist.

Then some slices of lemon
where you've scored it

- and that's it.
- It looks good.

Taste it first, then tell me.

I haven't made it
this way for a long time.

Let's make some room.

This may need a bit more salt.

We can season our own.

Shall I serve?

Just a little.

Not too much.

And there's no grease.

It isn't fattening.
Good healthy food.

The hard part is cooking it right.

Getting fish right
takes a lot of practice.

Yes, it's a question of practice,
but it's not that hard.

I'll get some water.

Yes, we didn't bring any.

When it comes to cooking,

- I'm much more traditional.
- Are you?

Yes.

Things like croquettes,
meatballs...

- Right.
- Things like that.

I do a great chick pea soup.

I like that a lot.

- We could do it one day.
- Yes.

I'll ask my mother to get me
some bones and a good piece

of ham and we'll make some.

Hello?

Hello, Dad.

Yes, I'm having supper.

No, with Carlos and In�s.

No, I'm having supper.

Yes.

Fine, fine.

Probably.

Okay.

We'll talk
about that tomorrow, okay?

Yes... yes.

Dad, we'll talk
about that tomorrow.

Okay. Bye.

It was my father.

How is he?

He calls me every day.

This is very good.

Yes.

It's good.

It's very good.

Thank you.

Okay, so what's the problem?

What's the problem?

Shit, Helena.
You're the problem.

You're forcing things to make
Mum sell the flat, that's obvious.

I'm not forcing anything.

You know what I'm talking about.

- You haven't a clue, as always.
- Sure.

It was Mum's idea to sell.

Ask her if you don't believe me.

Mum, it was your idea to sell
the flat, wasn't it? Tell her.

I'm fed up with this. I am sick
and tired of the two of you.

I don't care
what Mum says, Helena.

I can see how things are.

What things?

Let's drop it.

No. What things? Speak up.

Why should I speak
when you tell me to?

You're so fucking bossy!

I don't care if she sells
the flat or not.

You don't care?

No, I don't.

I can manage on my own.
I don't need Mum to sell the flat.

If you don't need her
to sell it, great.

So we don't need her to sell it.

She doesn't sell it
and that's the end of it.

- What is it to you anyway?
- What do you mean what is it to me?

I'm a member of this family
too, you know.

Other things could be done
with this place.

It could be rented out.

With the money
Mum would be much better off.

She'd be much better off
with the money from selling it too.

Sure. To buy you a place
to spend your summer holidays.

As if you were royalty!

What is it to you
if I buy a flat or not, damn it?

Get off my back, will you?
Get off my back!

I know what it is.
You're jealous, aren't you?

You're jealous.
I can't see any other reason.

You can't see anything.
You're just plain stupid. Screw you.

And screw you too!

It's me.

- How are you?
- Fine.

What are you going to make?

I don't know...

I bought some chicken
and vegetables.

But I don't feel
much like cooking.

I don't feel much
like eating either.

Fancy a Spanish omelet?

A tomato salad or something?

- Yes.
- You do?

- Want a hand?
- No. I can manage.

Give me a cloth.

I'll have to take
a look at the lock.

What's wrong with it?

It gets jammed.

If I can't fix it, I'll have
to call the locksmith on Monday.

I ran into Nacho's mother
at the supermarket.

Nacho?

Who's that?

Nacho Guti�rrez,
Marisa Lasca's son.

Remember?
He married Marta 4 years ago.

No.

She gave me

her condolences.

She said she saw it all
on TV and it was horrible.

I can't remember that day.

What I did.

I remember that friend
of yours calling.

The rest is blank.

I probably went for a walk.

In the morning.

To the square.

I don't know...

I can't remember.

It doesn't matter, Dad.

Come and live here.

We've already been over that.

You'd be better off here.

Drop it.

Put some pepper on.
There.

Is Madrid
an expensive place to live?

More expensive than here.

Maybe in a couple of months
I'll pack my bags and go.

Do you mean that?
You want to go?

Yes. I've been thinking
about it for some time.

What would you do there?

I don't know. Give it a try, see
how things go. I mean, this dump...

Why not go to Le�n?
It's closer.

Maybe there are other places.
I don't know...

By the way, don't bring in
the car tomorrow.

Shit,

Yes.

Hello, Pedro.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Want a drink?

A beer?

The beer's cold today.
Mario finally fixed the fridge.

Hello, Adela.

Hello, Pedro.

I called you.

I know.

- I called you lots of times.
- I know, Pedro.

You were always selfish.

You don't give
a shit about people.

You fuck me up

- and now you won't talk to me.
- Take it easy.

I don't fucking feel
like taking it easy!

Why should I?
Because Adela won't talk to me?

Don't go, Adela.

Stay for a beer
as if everything were fine!

- That's enough, Pedro.
- Fuck the two of you!

Are you seeing a psychologist?

Not now, no.
The first few days

I saw a state one.

But I told him
I wasn't going back because...

it wasn't doing any good, so...

What about you?

Yes.

Juanjo, Mar�a's brother.

I didn't know
he was a psychologist.

He's a psychiatrist.

He's helped me a lot.

- Do you take pills?
- Of course.

So do I.

I try not to think.

Of anything.

Sometimes when I'm walking

around the village...

I pretend nothing happened.

That the three of us
are here together.

And then...

I didn't want to talk to you.

I just couldn't.

You didn't try.
You left me on my own.

I couldn't, Pedro.

I didn't have
the strength to call you.

I didn't have
the strength for anything.

Neither did I.
I felt terrible.

But shit Adela, it was me calling!
Couldn't you have answered?

No.

I feel ashamed...

I feel guilty.

I just can't stop thinking

that if I hadn't gone to Madrid...

You blame me too, don't you?

Do you blame me too, Pedro?

Yes.

But I blame myself too.

Why?

For not being there.

For splitting up, for
letting you go. For everything.

But that happened before.

It's silly
to blame yourself for that.

It'd be silly to blame you too.

I suppose so.

I miss him.

I miss him so much.

I can't get used to sleeping
on my own. I can't sleep.

I stopped by your dad's place
a couple of weeks ago

but he wasn't in.

Strange.
He doesn't go out much.

Maybe he didn't want to see me.

Why? No, he'd probably gone
to the market or something.

How is he?

Okay. Better.

It's been hard for him too.

I'll try and call in
again some time.

Yes, do that.
He'd like that.

Call in.

Want some more coffee?

No, thanks.

I'll pour some for me.

CHAPTER IV: Background noise

What are you doing?

It's only one.

What do you mean?
You can't smoke.

The doctor said it was okay
if I had one ortwo a day.

The doctor said that?

Yes.

I don't believe you.

When did he say that?

Mum, just leave me alone.

It's okay.

It's not okay.

You can't just do what you want.

You have to take care.

It's all right.
It's only one cigarette.

I'm going to get a magazine.
Want one?

Don't buy "Hola".
I've got it at home.

Buy "Lecturas"
or "Diez Minutos".

- In�s was going out, wasn't she?
- To the cinema.

They're doing roadworks
by my office.

They're changing the square.

When did they start?

Three days ago.

Will it take long?

I don't know.
I suppose so.

They're making
a new Metro entrance.

Then it'll take 3 or 4 months.

Or more.

Or more, right?

The same all over Madrid.

Why dig everything up
at the same time?

You can't walk anywhere.

It's for the elections.

They have to finish before then.

Otherwise nobody
would vote for them.

That's right.

But it's not the noise,

my office faces away.

But everything's closed off.

You can't get to places.
The traffic gets awful.

Adela... Fancy going
to the Canary Islands?

The Canary Islands? Why?

- Have you ever been there?
- No.

I've won a trip there
with the office travel agency.

First time
I everwon anything.

Fancy going?

No, thanks a lot.

Thanks.

It'd be nice.
Getting away, a change of scene.

I know, but I don't fancy, Carlos.
But thanks.

It's only a weekend.

I'd rather stay here.

I could change it
for somewhere else.

No, it's not that.

Then what is it?

I already told you, Carlos,
I don't fancy.

But why not?

Because.
Please don't go on.

Okay.

- Don't be angry.
- I'm not.

I don't want to go but I can't
seem to get it across to you.

No, I understand, really.
It's okay.

I hope they finish that work soon.

Right.
It's a real pain.

It takes me 20 minutes longer.

I have to leave
the car in West Park.

- She's had her bottle.
- How's my sweetie?

- I've changed her.
- Did she drink it all?

She left some
but not much.

Normally when she leaves some,
it's because she's tired.

- Really?
- Are you tired?

- Shall I put her to bed?
- Okay.

- Alberto, get the door, please.
- Right.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Alberto?
- How are you?

- Fine. Am I late?
- No. Come in.

Okay.

- Hello, gorgeous.
- Manolo.

How are you? Would you like
a beer? A Coca Cola?

- A little scotch?
- A little tequila.

Really?
I'll get the salt and lemon.

- A glass of water.
- Okay.

- Hello.
- Sis.

You look great.

- Thank you.
- Where's the baby?

Mum just put her to bed.

- Damn, I never see her.
- I know.

- Hello, dear.
- Happy birthday.

Thank you, dear.

- I forgot the present.
- Never mind.

Okay.

- Hey!
- Look.

- Your glass of water.
- Thanks.

Let's see.

Like it?

- Well...
- Do you like it or not?

Only In�s is missing.

If it gets any later...

No, she's not coming.

Why not?

She had a previous engagement.
She can't come.

- Today, on your birthday?
- Yes.

- On your birthday?
- Yes.

I see.

- A bit strange, isn't it?
- No.

- I'm going to call her.
- No, Helena.

I want to talk to her.

I'm going to talk to her.

She's turned it off.

What the hell's she up to?

- It's all right, dear.
- No, Mum.

It's not all right.
I'm sick of her.

Sick of her and her attitude.

Think I haven't noticed?

I am sick of her.

Are we here for your mother's
birthday or to get angry?

You don't know her, Manolo.

She pretends to be nice
but she's really devious.

You really don't know her.

Take it easy, Helena.
We know you too.

What?

Everybody knows you.

Bossing people
around all the time.

That's not true.

What if we didn't sell the flat?

Mum, really!

I could help you out
with the mortgage...

with the money from renting it,

I could help you with
the monthly payments.

We already talked about that.

I need to know
something definite, Mum.

What I can't keep doing is talk
to the developer and the bank

about a flat I'm not sure
I'm going to be able to buy.

It isn't the payments.
Alberto's salary can cover them.

It's the deposit.

Well, dear, it was only an idea...

Just in case, but it's all right...

You've been on about this
for a week

and I've explained things
over and over.

That's enough about the flat.

We're here for
your mother's birthday.

So let's all drink up.
Come on.

- Let's enjoy the party.
- Okay.

Are you tired?

I'm...

okay.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

- How are you?
- Fine.

Right.

Don't worry, it's good news.

The exploration went well.

All the details are good.

The tests show normal
and the scan was fine.

So we know the tumour
hasn't reappeared.

But as we said, we have
to do things little by little.

It's okay, you're fine.

- Everything's fine, doctor?
- Perfect.

Good.

This will give you some idea.

This was taken
before the operation.

See this area?

This was all part of the cancer.

Then there's this one
from after the operation,

and there's nothing.

Everything's perfectly fine.

So I haven't got?

I'm completely all right?

Yes, you've made a full recovery.

And can I eat whatever I want...

and lead a normal life now?

Well,

don't over do it on strong food

or put your name
down for a marathon.

Don't even think about smoking.

And alcoholic drinks
in moderation.

The rest, as always.

In any case,
if you ever feel unwell,

you know where we are.

Thank you very much, doctor.

We've all had such a bad time.
Especially her.

What a pity
we didn't bring the baby.

She'd have loved it.

My mother's mad about her.
She can't put her down.

No, it's a long journey.

Kids get carsick, tired...

Wait till you see it, Mum.

I know you'll love it.

I expect it's like the others.

Made for spending
summer holidays.

No, it's for
the whole year round.

It's got four bedrooms
and a huge terrace.

We can have
lots of people round.

That'll be fun.

I thought it was smaller.

The first one we saw had less
bedrooms and a tiny living room.

This one's much better.
It's got a pool too.

A pool?

Yes, a communal one but it's big.

And Alberto's mother loved it.

Alberto's mother?

She said she'd try
and come this summer.

We'll all have a grand time
together there.

When did she see it?

Last week.

She loved it.
She'll spend a lot of time there.

But there won't be
enough room for everybody.

No, we've worked it all out.

There's
my and Alberto's bedroom.

One for Manolo and you.

Another for Alberto's folks.

And the small one for Nieves
and the baby or for guests,

or Alberto's brother.

Where would In�s sleep
if she went?

In�s?

If she ever comes,
we'll sort something out.

There's plenty of room.

I can always get my brother
to sleep at a friend's place.

But we'll never all coincide.

And if we ever did,
we'll find a way.

- It'll be okay.
- Right.

There isn't much food

but I could make
a Spanish omelet.

The potatoes are already cut.

That sounds fine to me.

I don't really feel
like cooking today.

Then don't. We can go out
for supper if you like.

Where to?

Wherever you like.

I don't know...

You suggest somewhere.

How about "El Bocho"?

- "El Bocho"?
- Fancy?

There won't be
many people there...

So what?
There'll be you and me.

All right.

I'll go and get ready.

I haven't got many clothes here.
They're all at my place.

You look fine.

- Really?
- Yes.

Ring to see if there's a table.

On a Wednesday?
There's bound to be.

Yes...

It'll probably be empty.

So what?
Why would you want it to be full?

Perhaps we should stay in.

Antonia, I'd rather go out now.

But whatever you say.

Oh, Manolo...

I don't know if I want to go

or if I'm too tired but...

- Come on. Let's go.
- No.

- Let's go.
- I'd rather stay in.

- Let's go.
- Let's stay in. Please!

- That's enough soul searching!
- I'd rather stay in.

- I've made up my mind now.
- Come on!

At last they've put us together.

It's so boring on your own.

You know what I hate most?

Serving canapes on a tray.

Yes, you get home and your hair
smells of food. It's horrible.

I'm going to take
a home study course.

"International secretary".

With one of those...

Hello.

...courses they advertise on TV.

A friend of mine...

did a course
and got a good job.

Good morning.

Full-time.

They find you one.

Those courses they advertise...

on TV... they seem a bit...
I don't really trust them.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I don't know
but I'm going to try.

I'm getting too old for this.

This job tires me out.

My legs are really bad.
Look how they swell up.

- They look okay to me.
- Really?

Mine are worse than that.
Look.

And they always
want younger girls.

- Hello, Pepe.
- Hello, Antonia.

- Did you have a nice weekend?
- Yes.

I went to a 2-day party.

Two days?
When did it end?

It started Friday night
and finished yesterday at 3 PM.

My goodness.

How can you stand the pace?

You manage. When you're
in the mood, you manage.

The key to the green closet
broke on Saturday.

There's a bit of it
stuck inside the lock.

Maybe you can get it out.

If you can,
I'll give you the other key

- and you can go for a copy.
- Okay.

EPILOGUE

Excuse me.

- How much was this?
- What did you have?

Water and a white coffee.

Water and a white coffee...
2 euros 35.

I'll bring you the change.

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

Excuse me... there was
a girl who worked here before...

She was young, dark-haired...

- Dark curly hair?
- Yes.

- My sister.
- Ah, your sister?

She was just helping out.

- She was very nice.
- Are you a friend of hers?

No, I just knew her from here.

I just thought of her.

I can give her
a message if you like.

No, no...
She wouldn't remember me.

- Okay.
- Anyway...

- There you are.
- Okay. Thanks.

If you need anything, you know

where I am.
To move things or whatever.

This is going to be horrible.

It's going to be difficult.

The sooner we start, the better.

- How shall we do it?
- Yes...

I don't really know
how to do these things.

Anybody want any
particular item of furniture?

It all seems so callous

dividing
Mum's things up this way.

Better now,
before the place is sold.

Still going on about
the sale of the flat?

Can't we have
a moment's peace?

I'm just saying it has to be sold
to leave the house empty.

The way you go on
about selling the house,

it's as if you didn't agree
with anything I say.

No, Helena, and I don't feel
like arguing with you.

Helena.

Helena.

She didn't mean anything.
Don't be like that.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I always liked that picture.

Perhaps it sounds silly

but if nobody wants it,

I'll have it.

Okay by me.

It's really awful, Nieves.

I think it's horrible too.

I'd like some sheets Mum had...

They were made of cotton.

- The lilac ones?
- Yes.

We could use
anything you don't want.

We haven't got much
at the beach house.

Just a few dishes
and glasses and things like that.

So...

Any furniture...

we could really use it.

You see?

It's easier
than we thought, isn't it?

Yes.

In�s, sorry about what I said...
I'm just really edgy.

We all are.
That's all right.

Excuse me.
I think I'll be going now.

- Are you all right, Manolo?
- Yes, but I feel like going home.

- Manolo?
- Yes?

Do you want to take something?
Some furniture, a keepsake?

No, no, no.

Thanks.

I'll come with you, Manolo.

- Are you okay, Helena?
- Yes.

- Sure?
- Yes. You go.

Poor Manolo, huh?

He must be having
a really bad time.

He must feel lonely.

Mum was good company for him.

Anybody want some coffee?

Hello?

What time is it?

No, I didn't realize.

Okay, five minutes.

I'll dress and come down.

Want to come up?

All right.

I'll get dressed.
See you in a minute.

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