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BLUE SUMMER
THE ENCOUNTER
My name is Julia.
This town you see here is where I spent one of my summers...
No, sorry, not just any summer. The most beautiful summer of my life.
I came here by mid July searching for light and peace.
In the first days, those first healing days,
my voluntary solitude
was like a refreshing candy that I savored with pleasure.
And just when my candy started to loose its flavor,
that jovial group appeared and, whether I liked it or not,
dragged me into their small and playful world.
- Look, she's painting. - Let's see what it is.
What's that? What is she painting?
- Looks like a jar. - Right.
Do you like my painting?
What a dung!
- Javier! - What?
- Who are you with? - With Quique and Tito!
I want you at noon by the tent, you know.
Okay!
That's how I met some of them.
Hearing them say that my painting was dung.
And they were right. It was really dung.
My spirit wasn't sufficiently calm yet
to create anything slightly beautiful.
Next day, early in the morning, I met them again.
They were seating in the main road looking bored.
I was doing my daily jogging which was part of my treatment
together with the painting.
And they, using their own language, got involved with me.
I had never expected that summer to become so rich in images.
So full of memories, so emotional.
That's how it was. A blue summer intensely lived by all of us
who made part of that strange group.
That uncommon clan.
And that's how our friendship began.
With that group run in an bright morning of early August.
You thought I hadn't seen you? Of course I had!
Just a moment.
Let me concentrate.
I have powers.
I'm going to guess you names.
Look right into my eyes.
Without blinking.
Now give me your hand.
Yes... your name starts with a J.
- Right? - Yes.
And I can see it.
The psychic and magnetic current linking us tells it to me.
Javier. Exactly. Your name is Javier.
Now you. Look into my eyes. Give me your hand.
I can't see it. I can't see it.
Not enough current.
Close your fist. Now I can. I see it. Your name starts with a Q.
And it is not Quail.
Yes. It is clear now. Quique. Your name is Quique.
Now you, Tito.
Are you an idiot? Why did you tell her?
It was an accident, midget. I didn't mean it.
Your name is Tito.
That way even my father could guess.
There they come.
That's my sister.
- Which one? - The one on the left.
- And Javi likes her. - Quiet, midget.
- It's true! Ask Quique. - Shut up or I'll break your mouth.
Tito! Tito! Dad is calling you. You have to go study.
Now? What we had agreed I'd go before lunch.
He said you must go now.
- Hi. - Hi.
You like her, you like her, you like my sister!
You'd better laugh about your father! Go play with kids your age.
Shitty midget!
Javi!
Tito look a fish alive!
- Hi, Pancho. - Hi.
- Do you guys know Pancho? - No.
He is from this town. And if you'd like to learn to fish,
he can teach you because he is a good fisherman. Aren't you?
I know how to fish. And harbor fish isn't edible; they taste like motor oil.
You can grab it if you'd like.
My bracelet! The bracelet that my dad gave me.
- Wow! Awesome! - I'm going too.
Go Javi!
You go too Quique.
You go monkey, because I don't know how to submerge.
Go Javi.
I don't think they'll find it, Bea.
Javi is the one who's gonna find it because he swims very well.
My dad is gonna be very upset when he knows I lost it.
Be calm, Beatriz. Trust your friends.
There, they're competing against each other.
Go Javi, go!
- Go Pancho! - Go Javi. Find it!
- Did you find it? - Not yet.
Here is the bracelet!
Good! Javi has won! Very good!
- Here is your bracelet. - Thank you Javi.
Now go get dressed.
And thanks to you too Pancho.
Sure. Well, we'll meet later, right?
- See you later, Pancho. - Bye.
Javi got lucky; you're a better swimmer, aren't you?
What's the name of the bracelet girl?
Bea. Beatriz. She's my sister. You like her too, don't you?
- Bye! - Take care.
Wait for me!
Javier, darling. Did you see Beatriz around?
They went to town with Desi.
Son, where have you been? Look at your hair! What's this?
It's motor oil from the harbor.
Oil? Did you fall down?
He dived in with Pancho. Isn't that right Quique?
Be quiet; nobody asked you anything.
And who is Pancho?
- A boy who was there. - A boy from the town.
I think he's from the milk store.
Always looking for trouble! Isn't the beach enough for you?
Do you have to go swim in the harbor with a tramp?
Leave it to me. I'll talk to him.
Son, I must remind you something which we have talked about before.
Do not mingle with anybody. Be selective about your friends.
Tell me who your friends are... you know.
We here know these families very well.
Make friends among your social circle.
Dad, quit it. I dived into the water to search for Bea's bracelet.
I don't know who told you Pancho was my friend.
That's right. First Pancho dived and then Javi, but Javi found it.
Hold it. That changes things a lot then.
You jumped into the water to look for the bracelet?
Because it belonged to Beatriz, of course.
I already told you that, didn't I?
and you defeated the other kid? Well done!
And I'd like you to know that
I'm very proud to have a son with the soul of a champion. As it should be.
Fine, I'm going to bathe. Are you coming Quique?
I'm coming too!
I love it that my puppy knows how to fight!
Life is a war, believe me, and it's not enough to be the best.
we also need to know how to show it.
Don't you agree?
Not exactly, Javier. Not exactly.
We would have a lot to argue about that subject.
- Where are you going midget? - I'm gonna take a bath with you.
- I don't think that will be possible. - Why not?
Because you're a big mouth. You talk when you shouldn't.
If you want to hang around with us, you must learn to see, listen and be quiet.
Got it?
Your daughter makes a nice couple with our boy. Have you noticed it?
It just children's games. Life will still have many turns.
But wouldn't you like, just supposing,
that tomorrow your girl were together with a winner
and not a coward or a looser?
If you don't mind, let's not talk about it.
We're talking about different things and it would be a long talk.
I just want to make one thing clear, to let you get my point.
There are many kinds of fights.
And defeating others is much easier than defeating yourself.
- Hey, that's philosophy. - And a very cheap one.
- Will you buy me a drin? - Sure.
- We're going to drink a vermouth. - Need anything? See you later.
Piraña! Piraña!
Hi, Pi.
Don't call me like that!
Pi, I just said Pi. Pi doesn't mean anything.
- Pi equals 3.1416. - Exactly.
- What are you playing? - I'm not playing.
I'm planning a hunt for the afternoon. I'm gonna hunt frogs.
Did you ever taste frog's meat?
Have you ever had frogs?
Yes, once in my uncle's house. They're excellent!
Hey, you like everything. And frogs are green.
So what! Pears and melons too and we eat them.
Do you know how to hunt frogs?
- I do. I use a rifle. - You've got one?
- One with pellets. - Why don't you teach me to hunt frogs?
Okay, if you'd like.
Look, Tito!
A Gothic specimen!
Too much for my body!
You said this would be a great safari and it isn't.
Well, this is a land hard on frogs. Had we gone further north...
- Should I turn on the flashlight? - Turn it off!
I'm afraid there aren't any frogs here either, Piraña.
Shut up. And don't call me Piraña again or I'll break your head.
it is very dark, Pi... Should I turn it on?
No, only when I tell you. Listen! Do you hear them?
Yes. How many could there be?
I don't know. Frogs are like ants. Where there's one there are many.
But when should we light them?
When we get closer to them. Next to the pond.
I'm starting to get bored, pal.
Listen, young man. Do you know who were Stanley and Livingston?
I have no idea.
- And Roberto Alcazar and Pedrin? - Don't know either.
- And Romero and Juliet? - No.
They were all famous explores, traveling in pairs, like you and I
and they never got tired. They were patient.
Look!
It's a UFO, I swear!
What a monster!
There goes the music. As in Close Encounters of the 3rd Kind.
I bet they have seen us. They have a radar!
I'm shitting my pants Piraña, I'm out of here!
- It's here. - Are you sure?
I swear.
- If you're lying, you're gonna get it. - I'll cover you with mud, midget.
What happens is that it problably is not there any longer.
Do not make excuses, Piraña.
How do you know it's no longer there?
Because they always do that.
They take plants and soil for their experiments and then leave.
And they never take people?
Sometimes they do. They bring 8 year old annoying boys to their planet boys and take them to their planet.
I'm not going!
Come on Tito. Don't be silly. Javi is just kidding.
It's here.
There you have your UFO.
But it is a boat!
Holly mackerel!
What's a boat doing here? How did it get here?
It came flying. It must be a flying boat, like a UFO.
Cut the bullshit, midget.
It could be a mirage.
It appears to be there, but it is actually in the harbor.
Its light is being reflected by the atmosphere. I learned it in school.
You wanna stay with us, buddy?
I'll show you.
- Did you see that? It's real. - How weird.
Who could be the owner?
I bet you it was brought here by a typhoon.
And it most be full of dead sailors.
Can you shut up, Tito? You are cuter with your mouth closed!
You can tell people live there. Why don't we go check it out?
Let's go.
- Man. What a huge boat! - Quiet!
Not a single sound.
Come on, Tito. Climb up my shoulders and look through the window.
- What do you see? - Nothing. It's dark.
Why don't you go in and throw us a rope?
I don't see any ropes. I see a table, a chair, a cabinet...
And what else?
Tito! Tito! What happened? Are you okay?
Piraña? Javi? Quique?!
What? What's the matter?
Shit to you guys!
Tito, throw us a rope!
There aren't any ropes!
Open the door for us then.
It's locked!
What are you doing?
Tell me what you're doing.
Help me. I can't go down on my own.
Careful, Tito. Watch out, somebody is coming.
Gosh! Let's go!
Is there anybody here?
Look, they are there.
Julia!
Tito is locked inside a boat! We've gotta take him out!
He's in that boat over there.
Look.
Amazing!
- Is Tito there? - Yes, he is.
- It's unbelievable. - He went in through that window.
Really? What is this?
Anybody home?
Hello?
Tito?
Come on up.
Tito?
Let's go up.
How nice! It's nice to have a boat here, isn't it?
Look, it has some plants.
Tito!
Tito!
I'm going to climb up the stairs to the highest mast!
Tito!
Careful Pi, you might fall down! Let's go to the cabin.
Tito!
He is not here.
How cool!
Tito!
Tito!
Pancho!
Pancho!
Hi, Julia!
Did you see Tito, Beatriz' brother?
Yes, he's there fishing with Chanquete.
So, little Portuguese, how is it going?
Excellent!
Look! Look at the buoy!
- Is that one ours too? - Of course.
But we already fished these!
He wants to bite me!
That's his instinct. Everyone protects itself as possible.
But I'm not harming them.
Sure, but you are much bigger than them so you scare them.
Look at this my friend!
Boy, huge shrimp!
I've never eaten them so big.
Okay. We've agreed on four turns, right?
Do you see that rock there?
From there to here. Do we agree?
Four times. Over there, around the rock and here around the clothes.
Ready? Bea, you give the start. Let's go guys, let's cheer them up.
Wait.
Come on. Let's do it!
Okay, I'm ready.
On your marks...
Ready...
Go.
You're behind. Run!
Go, force, you're passing him!
Hurry up!
Turn around, turn around.
run, Javi, your getting behind.
Come on, Pancho. Go!
Go, Javi, go!
Faster!
Congratulations champ.
It was an excellent run. Right, Javi?
Kiss, kiss!
Come on Bea, don't be shy.
A photograph for posterity!
Come on, a group photo.
How do you feel after this brilliant victory?
Don't bug me.
- Pancho. - Yes?
I bet you that I can catch more crabs than you.
Crabs? Alright, whatever you want.
Look, Pata Chula is coming back.
Who is Pata Chula?
The owner of that ship. He went fishing sardines.
Is he your friend?
Yes, we play dominoes in Frasco's bar.
Pata Chula, Chanquete is calling you!
I've thought about it, and you're not a good partner.
What you did with the double horn is unforgivable. It was a trick.
Where have you fished that dolphin?
He comes from the plains, but he's a good fellow. One of the best I've seen.
How are the sardines going?
Good, I'm loaded.
Would you like some lobsters? I could use some dozens of yours.
We can make the exchange. But I don't forgive you the double horn, old villain!
Javi, don't go there because the tide is coming.
I'm sure there are more crabs here.
Look, they're returning!
Tito! Tito!
Pancho was right, they're returning.
Hi, Bea! Hi Quique. We went fishing!
Who are those, your friends?
Yes, and my sister Bea. Pata Chula gave us sardines!
And we fished shrimp!
"After working hard, you will see your projects become successful,
which obviously have taken a lot of work"
- What do you think? - Very well.
Did you see the kids?
No. And I'm worried.
Tito left very early this morning in his bike and Bea went jogging.
Ours left in his bike too, very early.
I've heard that they were seen in their bikes with a woman named Julia.
- And who is that Julia? - I'd like to know that too.
Because all we know about that woman is that she is nuts
and she spends her days painting and running.
You see Javier, we have to keep our children on a leash. A short leash.
Otherwise, they run loose.
I don't like their new friends.
Come on Luisa, don't overreact. They're not going to kidnap them.
Don't be so sure. The way things are now...
Don't be so pessimistic. Listen to my horoscope.
Let's hear it.
"In the emotional side, you will be more active. There will be plenty of opportunities
to conquer the affection of the one you love."
"Your best day will be Thursday."
Today is Thursday.
Number: 13
Chanquete!
Chanquete!
Chanquete!
Chanquete!
Something happened.
And Javi? Wasn't he with you?
What happened, Pancho?
Javi got stuck behind the rocks. The tide doesn't let him come back.
But how could that happen?
I told him Chanquete. I asked him not to go because the tide was coming
but he wouldn't listen.
From the inside it's impossible. The waves would crush us against the rocks.
Should we tell the harbor chief?
No, their rescue will come too late.
We must go from above. Bring the long rope, Pancho.
Come with me. I need everybody's help.
Can Javi get killed?
Come on, quiet.
The fat lady. Isn't the fat lady?
Javi!
- Javi! - He's there!
Everybody back. Everybody back.
We already have enough problems.
Hurry up!
This is bad, Pancho, very ugly.
Perhaps if we throw him the rope he will be able to climb.
He might be able or not. That poor kid must be in panic.
And we don't know whether he's a good climber.
Javi, grab the rope!
Where are they going?
To get their bikes and go call the parents.
Sure, their parents...
Tie the rope around your waist!
What's wrong with him? Why isn't he climbing up?
He's in panic.
God damn it! Why don't they teach children to respect the sea?
- We must ask for help. - From whom? There is no time.
The tide is raising and at any moment a wave can wash him away.
Let me go down there, Chanquete.
No boy, no! We don't want two casualties instead of one.
I can't!
Try it Javi! Try again.
Come on, we'll help you!
Nothing. It's hopeless he's not climbing.
Let me go down Chanquete. I know I can help.
Okay, son. Go ahead and let's trust in God.
Javi!
Don't be scared, Pancho is going to help you!
Come on guys, help! Hold the rope. Let's go.
You can let it loose, Chanquete.
Whenever you want.
Let it go. Keep going.
More.
More.
Be careful.
Good luck, Pancho, son.
Very well, Pancho, you're doing fine.
He is already down there.
Quick.
Open your legs a little.
We must go help Javi! He is trapped!
Quique! What?
Javi is trapped inthe rocks and the sea is raising up!
- Javi?! - Yes. They're pulling him with a rope!
Yes. we must hurry up. They need help.
- Javi! Let's hurry up. - Quick.
Javi is already tied up.
Okay, get ready guys. come on, pull the rope!
Softly, okay?
Up... Up... Lean against the rocks.
With hands and feet.
Go. Good luck.
Go ahead. They will pull you up!
Go... Go... Just a bit more. Go ahead, Portuguese...
Javi!
Don't be nervous, you may fall.
- Javi! Javi! - Oh my God, my son!
Don't look, Luisa. He will make it, calm down.
We'd better help with the rope.
That's it, slowly. Yes.
Son, come...
He's already here, Chanquete. He's here!
Come on Javi! Just a little bit more.
Come here. How are you son?
How are you son?
This guy made it.
Are you alright boy?
Now let's bring Pancho up.
Rope.
Let's go guys.
Pancho, there it goes. Now it's your turn!
Come on guys. Now we'll get Pancho out.
- First we must throw him the rope. - Yes. It's over.
Go ahead, Chanquete, Pancho is in danger.
Yes, get ready.
Let's go, whenever you want.
Just moment.
Go ahead, pull up.
Now. He's ready, let's go.
Slowly.
Slowly!
Come on, Pancho.
Come on boy!
You're really good, buddy!
I now remembered that you've been climbing champion.
Congratulations boy. Well done!
- Thank you very much Mr.... - Chanquete. My name is Chanquete.
But you must thank Pancho. Without him we wouldn't have made it.
Thank you very much, Pancho. You did well.
Very well, yes.
Beatriz, daughter, let's go. Desi, come with us.
I'm Beatriz' mother. Well done, boy.
let's go, Javi, we must check that knee. Come on with us Quique.
Would you like to have some grilled sardines with us for lunch?
No, thank you.
- They are very fresh. - It's lunch time. They're waiting for us.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Goodbye.
See you later, Pancho.
See you later, Javi.
Julia, Chanquete.
- So long. - Bye.
These Portuguese! A plague. A product of the vacations...
They invade everything.
Chanquete calls Portuguese to any vacationer.
There are only two kinds of people: the locals and the foreigners.
Thank you very much.
It doesn't matter whether they're German or from Madrid.
To me, they're all Portuguese.
They come from everywhere you know. Even some from Zaragoza and Logroño.
Guessing where everyone is from takes too much effort. I don't have time for it.
And you don't like grilled sardines either?
Well... I'm a foreigner... I mean, Portuguese.
That's different. You've been here for 15 days.
And your name is Julia, right?
This is a small town. Everybody knows about everyone.
- Did you say anything... - Yes. I love grilled sardines.
It must have been very difficult to bring this boat up here.
"La Dorada"? It took a lot of work. And it also involved some costs.
With that amount I could have built a house.
I find it fantastic, almost unreal.
Since I spent most of my time sailing it,
why shouldn't I continue aboard it on the ground?
Do you think that's a good reason?
There's no need for good reasons to do want one wishes to do.
Look, look, we have visitors.
- Hey? - We've come to eat sardines with you.
Come up quickly. The party is starting.
Good afternoon. Hello.
We went to see Javi and they told us...
Yes, they told you he had come here to eat sardines. Take a seat.
What have you done with the little Portuguese?
Tito?
Another one!
Isn't Tito here?
Stop pretending. You've come smelling the sardines from the beach.
I don't mind. I bet they arranged to come together. Right Pancho?
Look, Chanquete.
My ship is my treasure. My God is my freedom.
My law is the wind and the force. My only country, the Sea.
Very well, Portuguese.
Hi, Chanquete. Hi, Júlia.
Hey, what are you doing here?
Well, Julia, you make the distribution because I'm going to bring the turntable.
Go eat sardines and lick your fingers with them.
First the wounded.
No, no, I want ten!
- I want ten. - I want another one.
They are delicious.
We are grateful to the population of Nerja for all their cooperation.
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