Many Pieces of Something (Muchos pedazos de algo)

ALEJANDRO TEO

We don't meet up often,

but you sure bring me to some very nice places.

You know me, I have exquisite taste.

I'm knackered, man. I've spent all morning on my bike.

Been everywhere.

-Not one single job. -You could try being a journalist.

It's a growing industry.

Or a lawyer, like you.

I couldn't care less. I'm not bothered about a job.

It's not worth it, mate.

Everything is fucked up.

No one wants us. They all want two years' experience.

How are we going to get it?

Fuck everything, man.

I'm cool as I am.

My father has cut me off? So what? I'll figure something out.

Mind you, I need to find money for the festival.

I've got the tickets, but then

being there, sleeping there, getting there…

I guess Luis will take us. Talking about Luis…

I'm with Luis with this thing we're working on.

I'm not really sure what it's all about.

I'm helping him with the writing bit.

Here it is! His project is named after this poem.

-What do you think? -Let me see.

So?

I like it.

It's good.

-You think? -It's really good.

This section is fucking great.

I might have my reasons to swim against the current,

or maybe it's the fear of being the first to jump and fall to pieces.

Many pieces of something.

That's the title.

DON'T STEAL MY FUTURE

JOBSEEKERS

YOUR TURN

FOR RENT

SUN IS OUT FOR ALL

CURTAIN UP RAJOY APPEARS

NO

POLICE

Look, man, I… I can't.

I can't mess it up now.

Everything is fucking great, but…

I know I'll fuck it all up.

HEY MAN,

DON'T COUNT ON ME FOR THE FESTIVAL.

Hey, what's up? You're missing it.

-I'm smoking. -Trying to be mysterious?

So, you coming?

-Yeah, in a sec. -I'll be waiting.

Okay, I won't be long.

When you are twenty…

you think you're the fucking king.

You know everything, life under control… The world at your feet.

You turn 24, 25,

twenty-six, 27…

and one day you walk through your door, you turn the lights on,

and 15 mates come out from behind the sofa

with 30 candles on a cake.

And you realize you have no fucking idea what life's about.

How's things with Sofía? All good?

Actually, no. She dumped me.

I can picture it.

Being torn into pieces with the fan. Many pieces of something.

Crystal clear.

HAVEN'T SPOKEN TO HIM SINCE.

HOW ARE YOU?

SHALL WE MEET UP AND YOU CAN TELL ME ABOUT IT?

-Hey! -Hi.

-Hi! -How are you?

All good. What are you doing here?

Nothing. I was in the neighborhood and I thought I'd come by.

-Did we have plans? -No, but I felt like seeing you.

-Is that okay? -Sure, come in.

How's things? Are you busy?

No. I was organizing some documents, that's all.

I have something to tell you.

What?

In the end, I can go to Pirineos Sur!

-Cool, that's good news. -Very good news!

I managed to persuade my parents. They've given me the money and…

-We're going! -Cool. Who with?

Well, with my friends.

But some don't know if they're going, others will probably go. Anyway.

Do you know which days?

No, we're not quite sure yet. But, the thing is, I'm going!

Cool. We'll also be going for a few days.

-Which days are you going? -Well, I don't really know yet.

-But, three or four days for sure. -I'll see you there, right?

-Yes, if we happen to meet. -Okay. Well, I can call you or…

-Yes, sure. Call me. -Okay.

We're going… We'll all be there.

Alejandro, Teo… and Sofía too.

-Sofía was the… -Yes.

-The girl you told me about. -Yes.

-She broke up with Teo recently. -How do you know?

-Do you speak with her often? -No, not really.

We don't speak on the phone if that's what you mean.

But she sent me a text before

and she told me that things weren't working out.

And anyway, they broke up.

It might be the right time for all of us, especially me.

I don't know. We were together a while. Maybe I can help her a little bit.

-Do you think it will help her? -Yes.

I don't know.

Or, maybe, it's not that…

I don't know. It's not a good idea that…

-Who knows. Ancient history. -Yes.

-It's got nothing to do with it. -Yes, totally.

-Have you seen the line-up? -Yes.

Since they told me I could go, I take it everywhere.

-I'm so excited. -There's one band…

Where are they?

Here. The Faith Keepers, from Zaragoza.

-Are they? -They are awesome.

They have like a really cool, soul-funky vibe.

And there's loads of them. Loads on the stage. They are really good.

-Cool. -And there's this other girl

who plays on the 18th.

Fee Reega. That's it, Fee Reega. She's quite good.

Wait, I'll play you a track.

-What's her style? -She has a vibe…

I don't know, it's different. You'll hear now.

She's German or Swiss.

The thing is

she sings in English, Spanish, and even some in German.

Okay, well. Hey, I like it. She sounds like…

She's really good.

The acoustic guitar vibe is very cool.

-When did you say she's playing? -The 18th, I think.

Will you go?

I don't really know. I'd like to.

But I don't know if the guys will be into it.

They're not into this style, really.

Well, if they don't want to,

and you do, maybe we could… Maybe I could go with you.

If I'm there.

Sure.

Well, yes. But as I say, I don't know if I'll be there that day.

But if we see each other,

sure, of course.

-I have to go to the toilet. -Okay, sure.

I NEED YOU TO SAVE ME. CALL ME.

The truth is, I don't know anyone.

That's not important, once you're there, you won't care what concert you're seeing.

Hey, it'll be good.

As long as you're with your mates, having a good time,

you don't care. The guys won't care, wait and see.

So don't worry about that. Everything will be fine.

Yes, sure.

-Wait a sec. -Okay.

Hello?

Okay.

Sure. I'll be there soon.

Yes, perfect. See you in a bit.

Shit. Patricia, I'm sorry, they've changed my work shift.

-I'd forgotten. -Okay.

-You know, I have to get ready. -Sure.

It's a problem.

I can't just turn up with… Well, I can. Of course, I can.

But if I turn up with Patricia in front of everyone

at the festival, and Sofía will be there too…

I don't think

it's a good idea.

Sofía just broke up with Teo, I don't know, she sent me a text, saying…

they had split up. I don't really know why, but…

I don't know, maybe,

I still have a chance with her.

I don't want to close any doors

taking Patricia to the festival, right?

If they see me there with her they'll say, "Is this your girlfriend?"

And Alejandro will be there. He'll just take the piss.

Because he'll take the piss. He always does.

She's great. She's nice and we have a lot in common,

but she's 17.

Asshole, it's pouring down, it had better be important.

So, tell me.

What happened?

Nothing. I was with a girl here.

You were with a chick? Wait a minute then!

And, well, she started giving me the eye.

All that was missing was somebody suddenly shouting, "Kiss her!"

-And? Is she a complete dog? -No, not all.

In fact, she's quite all right.

The problem is

she's 17.

Do you know that's illegal?

-Yes, I know it's illegal. -I don't know.

Whatever. It will soon be legal. Don't dwell on it.

But she's coming to the festival, man.

Tell her to take a note from her parents, we'll sign it.

What an asshole.

And Alejandro will take the piss.

Yep. A lot, actually.

This is the German you kept talking about, right?

-Exactly. -Whats-her-name.

-Fee Reega. -That's it.