El bar (The Bar) (El bar)

THE BAR

Marta, stop calling, my battery's low.

Something simple, that skirt and the pink sweater

I wore the other day to dinner, remember?

You don't? Were you that drunk?

Listen, I've got some good stuff, top class.

Shit no, it's only for you.

But tell me now, I've got people on my back.

Not tomorrow. Today, now.

It gets me hot, but I'm not the buyer.

- C'mon... - Move it.

Don't fucking touch me...

- You can't touch me! - Hello.

A kilo of tomatoes and two kiwi fruit.

- Any sweet onions? - Yes!

No, not that. No.

Hey, Chang, put it on my bill. See you.

It happens, you meet up and he's not the guy in the photo.

Wasn't there a show about a girl who got an amazing profile photo

and bubbly fat gay guy shows up?

Happens all the time.

In a hotel, but I can't find it. I think I'm lost.

It's cool now to meet up those "boutique" hotels

- that sell furniture, tables... - Hey, sweetie...

- It's lucky! - Oh, thanks.

It's not a furniture store, Marta. It's a hotel...

A pox and poison on you!

May evil stalk you and your teeth fall out!

May the devil turn your coffee to shit, bitch!

No, some lady yelling at me, I don't know why.

I'm not sleeping with him on the first date, no.

Although, if that's really him in the photo, well...

You're driving me nuts, Marta! Cut it out!

Why don't you get a table next to us

and send me a Whatsapp if you think he's cute.

Marta?

Shit, I got cut off.

Hello. White coffee, please.

Sugar?

Saccharine.

People are always coming in here to take a piss!

If he doesn't order something, this mop's going in his face.

Coffee, dash of milk, and saccharine.

Hungry? Some churros? They're hot.

No, thanks.

"Hot..." You've got the hots! Get over to the grill,

- I'll take care of the girl. - You don't have a charger for this?

No, honey.

- I don't understand those gadgets. - Hold on,

I might have one.

Amparo, a macchiato, honey.

- What did you do to your hair? - I had it teased. Piss off.

A meat sandwich?

- Omelet? It's fresh-made. - No, thanks, I can't.

Motherfuckers!

You motherfuckers! Holy shit!

Hey, shut up!

Come here. You want me to throw you out?

I got money.

Put it away, Israel.

You know your money's no good here.

Behave yourself, eh?

Go on, honey.

- Nothing. - A shot and a fritter, please.

Hey, Sátur, I ordered bread and tomato half an hour ago.

Coming right up!

- How about this one? - It's for a printer, or a computer...

Oh! People leave all kinds of stuff here. Look.

The other day someone left some X-rays.

I have 20 minutes for breakfast and you always do this!

- Yeah, coming. - I've got all morning.

- The cart's already full. - People are pigs.

- You lazy bum. - I need change.

- You want 10? - No, 20.

What about me? What do I get?

My fucking fist if you don't shut up.

- A sandwich? - Here, honey.

She'll blow the 50 euros. What do you bet?

She's always the same.

Her husband works for the railway, she's at home alone all day...

Oh, this one for sure.

What do I owe?

Coffee and omelet, 2.50! One second.

We're all going to die.

You will, having a shot for breakfast every day...

Not every day. Sometimes we fix him a sandwich.

- How can you let him in? - I let in who I want here.

You don't like it, there's the door.

Humoring him doesn't help.

He should be put in a government shelter.

Sure, all the shit goes to the government.

Israel, hop in, I'll take you!

I've paid the mortgage, but...

I need a paper, the advisor told me. Look.

I've got to go. The money's here, okay?

- And the bread and tomato? - Give it to him.

Right, see you tomorrow.

- Will you leave the girl alone? - Sorry.

- You just have to press it... - I don't think so.

- Yes... - Can I get a macchiato?

What was that?

What happened?

That guy got shot!

- The bread and tomato guy? - Through the head!

- Here was here a second ago! - Move, I can't see! Shit!

Wait, wait.

Why?

I don't know, something's weird.

Oh, my God!

There's nobody on the street.

It's true. Why is that?

- Did a tile fall on him? - A tile?!

- Off a wall, or the roof. - Nobody saw it.

- It sounded just like a gunshot. - Good Lord.

He moved!

This is absurd! We can't leave him lying there! We have to help him!

The police will deal with him. We'd better not go out.

- I've got no signal. - Try down the end.

He's bleeding out! My God!

Oh, my God!

"Blessed are the dead,

for they shall see the Lord.

And the angel with the sword of fire said...

Shut the fuck up, you nutcase!

No one's coming.

What happened?

Fuck this.

- What are you doing? - No, don't go out!

- We can't leave him there! - For God's sake!

You alright?

How you doin?

- No! - On the floor!

On the floor!

- On the floor! - Everyone on the floor!

Don't move!

They might not know we're here.

Sure, they can't see us from the roof.

How do you know the shots are from there?

Those people always shoot from the roof.

- What people? - I don't know,

- a crazy guy, a terrorist. - Some who flipped out.

- What if he comes down? - Sure...

- What if he starts gunning us down? - Like in Paris.

That's why we have to lay low, until they come and get us.

- Yeah - But who's going to come?

The Police, paramedics... Someone, right?

There's no signal.

- You! - My name's Nacho.

Terrific, Nacho. Got a cellphone?

Call, and make it snappy. One of them has to work.

What company are you with, Nacho?

- What does that matter? - Some don't reach here.

- They're all shit. - It must be the blockers.

- The what? - We're next to the Tourist Board.

Why would they use blockers?

Can we shut up?! Fuck, they could kill us!

No one tells me what to do!

If I want to talk, I'll talk! If I want to scream, I'll scream!

Jesus wept...

- Fuck it! - What are you doing?

Fuck it!

- I got stuff to do. - What are you on about?

In the church, I have to pass the plate.

Where's he going?

Israel, not now.

I'll give you something later.

Now stay still, can't you see we're thinking?

Manuel will get mad.

I'll talk to him tomorrow.

Okay.

Think of something.

What if we put on the TV?

Yeah, watch TV now... Is everyone stupid?

To see the news.

The girl's right, it'll be on the news.

Nobody gets up!

Any more bullshit, and I'll smash your face!

Hey, a little respect. We're all human beings here.

We have to stick together and stay calm.

I've got the papers,

the advisor gave me them.

- Anyone seen the remote? - Is this it?

The green one, yes.

- No image? - No image.

- You're shitting me! - It has to warm up.

- Then it's fine. - ... for example, tennis elbow.

...stock market crash...

Nothing?

Two people shot dead in downtown Madrid, and nothing?

- Maybe on the next edition. - It hasn't been reported yet.

- They can't say anything. - If they say it's a terrorist,

people will come for a look, like it was subway construction.

- You think so? - Sure.

For a good sauce...

Maybe it's a robbery.

The other day I saw a robbery live on streaming in this area.

Jesus fucking Christ!

- What is it? - This fucker's pissed himself!

It stinks! Please!

What are you doing? You're such a pig!