Karen Cries on the Bus Page #3

and I'll catch up with you later.

Okay, but don't be too long.

Well, honey, it's better than nothing.

It's not the best job in the world,

but at least you can make some money.

I'll look out for something better

and let you know.

- Thanks.

- I have to go to work now. I'm late.

- Okay, thanks.

- Good luck.

- Thanks. Goodbye.

- You're welcome. Bye.

Karen? Karen!

- Hi.

- Hi!

- How are you?

- Nice to see you.

- How are you?

- Fine fine. And you?

- What are you doing here?

- I've just come from the office.

- And you? How's life?

- Fine. I'm just walking about.

- It's so nice around here.

- Yeah, it's nice.

- You got married, right?

- Yes, I got married. I did.

- And you? How's life treating you?

- Fine fine.

I have two girls, I'm married.

Actually, I'm in a bit

of a rush right now.

Give me your mobile number

and I'll call you.

Mafe, you know what? I lost my phone

- and haven't got a new one yet.

- Your home number, then.

Actually, I just moved.

I haven't got a landline yet.

Give me your card and I'll call you.

Yes, yes, sure. Let me give you my card.

Let me give you my business card.

Listen,

the extension number, my office number

and the last one is my mobile.

- Perfect. I'll call you.

- Call me.

- Sure. Nice to see you.

- Same.

- Bye, Karen.

- Bye.

Truth is, Eduardo and I met in college

when he was studying engineering.

But you never finished the course. Why?

I studied engineering because my dad

wanted another engineer in the family.

But after a year I realized

that it wasn't what I wanted to do.

No no no. Sorry to interrupt Eduardo,

but that's not true.

Ladies, what really happened is that

Eduardo is a bohemian, an avid writer.

He prefers being in front

of a computer or a typewriter,

occupied with things that only

he understands. Is this not true?

Yes, I like writing. I decided

to dedicate myself to literature,

but it's not a big deal.

Honestly, you should dedicate

yourself to something else.

Reading is so boring.

People don't like it.

Okay, so what do you like doing then?

I don't know, but something

active and exciting.

But imagine yourself just sitting there

turning pages. What a drag!

I agree.

I love extreme sports.

In fact, I've recently

started skydiving.

You know what? One of these days

we should all go together.

- What do you think?

- No.

- Karen? Let's go!

- No, thanks.

- So how did it go with the flyers?

- Fine.

And what did you think of the guy

that Alberto brought for you?

- All right.

- Do you like him or not?

Charming, that's all.

I thought he was pretty boring.

Did you see his old-school haircut?

He looks like a granddad. No, darling.

Patricia, that's not important.

Don't be silly.

And what about Alberto, eh?

Gorgeous, no?

- He invited us to his apartment.

- No, I'm not going.

- What about his wife?

- Why not?

That cow is away somewhere.

I don't know, I don't care.

No, Patricia, I'm not going. Seriously.

Yes, you are. Come on.

I promise next time I'll tell Alberto

to bring you someone decent.

Because that guy, no.

There will be no "next time."

Finally!

Hold this.

We must come back, no?

- I'll pay by card, okay?

- Yes, sir.

- And can you clear the table? Thanks.

- Okay.

- Can I take this to go, please?

- Sure.

For a homeless kid who lives near us.

Congratulations

on the beautiful apartment, Alberto.

- Make yourself at home.

- Gorgeous. I love the fireplace.

Really? And you haven't

even seen the bedroom yet.

- You want to see it?

- Show me.

- Okay. Make yourselves at home, guys.

- Have fun.

- Thanks.

- Patricia, don't be too long.

- Which way?

- Right there.

- Alberto, don't be too long.

- Okay.

Do you want to hear music?

Let me see what's around here.

Let me see.

Nothing.

There's nothing good to listen to.

Well, I'm not so sure about that.

- Are we going to the terrace?

- Fine, it's okay.

What are you writing at the moment?

- I've just finished a play.

- Really?

- Yes.

- When I was at school, I loved acting.

We performed "La Celestina"

and I played Melibea.

- Really? And are you still acting?

- No.

And even if I did it again,

I'd have to be Celestina. Look at me.

Please, don't exaggerate.

But you would like to act again?

I'd love to. Really.

Okay.

And what are you doing now?

Do you really want to know?

If you don't mind.

I am...

painting my life...

- repainting it.

- Nice.

Really.

Yes. It's difficult,

but I'm getting there.

- Hey, what's up?

- Hi.

- What's up, blondie?

- Everything's okay.

- Okay.

- This is my friend.

- You'll look out for her, right?

- Of course. Obviously, blondie!

I've seen you before at the bus stops.

Here's a present for you.

Thanks.

Where've you been?

- Why are you getting home so late?

- What are you doing here?

What do you mean? I've been

waiting for you. Where've you been?

With Karen, can't you see?

Who were you with?

Why didn't you pick up your phone?

I didn't pick up because I couldn't.

Really? Why couldn't you?

Who were you with?

Horacio, let's talk tomorrow, okay?

Let's talk tomorrow? Why can't

we talk now? It's already "tomorrow."

Have you seen the time?

Exactly. We're really tired,

so let's talk tomorrow.

Why won't you tell me who

you were with, blondie?

Hey! Why won't you tell me

who you were with?

I was with five guys!

Why do you treat me like this?

Let's talk tomorrow, okay?

Talk about what?

You're right.

I've had it with you. F*** off.

Don't follow me or call me. F*** off!

- Come on, baby, don't be like that.

- Don't "baby" me. F*** off.

Let's talk, okay?

Come on, I've been waiting

for you for five hours.

I don't care how long

you've been waiting.

Can't you see I want to go

to sleep? F*** off.

Aren't you embarrassed

in front of Karen?

Get lost, Horacio.

You know what I'm capable of.

Don't make me think any worse of you.

Just go away and do whatever you want.

You're not scaring me

with this nonsense. Get lost.

Idiot.

F*** off, Horacio!

You'll see.

Please come with me, ma'am.

We have to search you.

In your underwear, please.

How are we going to resolve this?

Because you have to pay me three times

the cost of the things you stole.

Sir, I have no money.

It's simple.

Call a relative, a friend,

somebody to bring you the money.

I don't know anybody around here.

Okay, then I have no option

but to call the police.

No, please. I'm begging you, sir.

What did you steal?

Deodorant and some sanitary towels.

You know what? Just go.

Just go, but don't ever come to this

supermarket again, you hear me?

Hello.

Are you leaving?

Where are you going?

Very nice, very nice.

- That puppet was awesome.

- Yeah, really good.

But I think he was flirting with you.

Well, I have a certain charm.

Don't you think?

Without a doubt.

So I'll see you again, won't I?

- Yes, of course.

- Okay.

Do you know the East Tower?

Well, my office is on the roof.

I'm there Monday through Friday

in the afternoon.

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