My Friend From Faro (Mein Freund aus Faro)

- Take your break. Mr. Da Silva... - Nuno.

Nuno needs a locker and overalls.

And meet me at my office later, OK?

This way.

This one's empty.

Nuno. Is it Spanish?

Portuguese.

And where... where are you from?

From Faro.

Can I have one?

Cigarette.

These are good.

From Portugal.

I sell them. Wait.

30 euros for the carton.

What do you think?

Here, go ahead. Have a good one, right?

My Friend From Faro

Hot-and-sour vegetables today.

The socket is burnt out. Too old.

No sugar.

Hey, do we have a matching fourth plate?

Why four?

Vicky's coming tomorrow.

Oh, Dad...

Shouldn't I...

No, no. On... off.

Damn power companies.

Do we have sugar somewhere?

Yeah.

Here.

Dad always scares off the cleaners.

The last one was cheating on me.

How about chopped almonds?

No.

High time Vicky moved in.

What?

I've been meaning to tell you.

She's not moving in.

We're getting married.

Why?

We're expecting a baby.

What about this?

That was years ago.

And it's not like anything will change.

Nothing will change when Vicky moves in?

- You could really be my brother. - But I'm not.

But you could be, as long as you stay dressed.

Why don't you try a little harder?

I'm sure you'd find someone.

Maybe I already have a boyfriend.

Oh, yeah?

Then you can bring him tomorrow.

Why should I?

Cos otherwise I won't believe you.

- I want one, too. - Last one.

- Share. - I have to pee.

Come on!

Jenny, stop it!

Oh, fuck!

Did you fake your ID?

- That's so obvious! - Who cares? Won't show it anyway.

Do I look like I'm 14?

Shit.

I want to dance, drink, snog...

Not be stuck here.

I'm going to stand in the road.

Jenny, it's fucking dark!

Jenny!

Oh, my God.

Give us a lift?

I don't get it.

Are you OK?

We want to go to the Sputnikhalle.

I go past there.

Well, then.

Cool! Sounds like a sports car.

Where are you driving to?

- Shouldn't we go to the hospital? - Wasn't so bad. Really.

Just supposed to look dramatic.

She wants to be an actress.

"Mama Faro"?

I'm not getting a word of this.

Wasn't important.

Was that Spanish?

No, Portuguese.

- Are you from Portugal? - Yes.

From Faro.

Stop!

Better practise your braking skills.

Going to spend the evening in the car?

- Jerk. - He normally lets us in.

Malte could open the back door.

- Is he working today? - At the bar.

You have to do us a favour.

- You almost ran me over. - After everything I did?

What am I supposed to do?

The shitface got my princess.

Hi.

Are you Malte?

Who wants to know?

Supposed to give you this.

We're in!

A drink to that!

Sorry. Have to drive.

Just one.

What's your name, anyway?

Lets guess!

Ricardo. Rico.

Pablo.

Ernesto.

Manuel.

Miguel.

My name is Miguel.

I'm Jenny.

Bianca.

And how old are you?

Eighteen.

- I'm 16. - Me, too.

To Miguel.

To Miguel.

Hey!

Looking for me?

Have you seen Bianca?

Normally you stick together like glue.

- She just went off. - So I have you all to myself.

I'm going to look for her. Maybe she's ill.

Hi.

You're so lucky.

Look at this.

Gonna take forever again.

Still in there?

Take your shit at home!

Had to make up my mind.

Right, that's what we'll do now! Come on, guys.

Still here!

Want me to leave?

No.

Like it here?

Yes.

What about you?

It's totally cool today.

Bianca's vanished.

Help me find her?

Sure.

I want to go.

Can I give you a ride?

Bernd. There'll be trouble.

- Who's Bernd? - Bianca's big brother.

Man, that's like... I don't get it.

That's my sister, you pervert. She's still underage.

Hey, Jenny's underage, too.

Bianca!

Jenny, I can't go home like this.

What about her?

Let her sleep.

Where could they be going?

To Portugal.

I have to tell you something.

Me too.

Bernd isn't just Bianca's brother.

He's also my boyfriend.

That's cool. Really.

I just want to... sit here, next to you.

Couldn't do this with Bernd.

He probably has other qualities.

He talks a lot... about himself, his ideas.

If the ideas are good.

Aren't.

Then why is he your...

Dunno.

Do you see the same stars in Portugal?

What is it?

Jenny? Where are you?

Ciao, Miguel.

- Thanks for the lift home. - My pleasure.

Jenny?

You forgot this.

What are you doing in there?

Did you get into trouble?

I was on the road.

And then I... nearly hit someone.

You had an accident?

What happened?

Nothing.

We were at a disco

and it was beautiful. Just...

You really met someone?

What's his name?

Come on, talk to me.

He's... from Portugal.

And what's his name?

Miguel.

Why don't you bring him tonight?

Are you bringing him?

Mama Faro called. Your mother?

She sounded pretty pissed off.

Are you a real Portuguese?

Why? Are there fake ones around?

Born in Faro?