Mancora Page #2

-Youre such an idiot!

And you? Any plans?

l was thinking about going on a trip.

Taking a little break from Lima.

-Cool. Where are you going?

-Mancora.

Mancora? What a great idea.

Yeah... l leave tomorrow.

Tomorrow?.

But...you dont want to spend

some time with us?

Thing is l already had it

planned for some time now.

So youre leaving?

Baby, leave him alone.

Santi, go ahead with your plans...

lts a shame, l was really looking forward

to spending some time with you.

l feel real bad. You guys can

stay here as long as you like.

-lm going to leave you a set of keys.

-Santi, dont worry about us really.

Thanks, but dont worry about it.

Well maybe we can see

you when you return?

Well l think lm off to the shower.

lll pick this up.

-Dont worry about it...

-You guys take the rest.

Santi, thanks...

Not even a five-star hotel

treats us this well.

Are you ok?

Yeah.

l really need to get out of

Lima for a couple of days.

All this, the winter and all,

its suffocating me a bit.

l think thats kind of the reason

why my mother left.

No one knows about this but...

...my father...

...just before he jumped,

he called me...

...and l didnt even answer.

l hadnt seen him for...

...six months...

...and l didnt even pick up...

My father killed himself

because of me.

Santi, he didnt kill

himself because of you...

...that was his decision.

l hadnt seen him in six months,

l had to wait till his funeral.

No Santi, please.

What are you doing here so early?

Someones in a mood.

Since you dont want to

spend time with us here...

...lve decided well

do it in Mancora.

-Are you serious?

-Yup.

Youre leaving ligo here?

The hell with leaving ligo here!

ligo goes to Mancora.

Open up, its cold!

-You dont mind right?

-No, of course not.

Open up! lm freezing!

Open! Before l freeze!

-Leave it.

-You got it?

lts heavy.

Theyre your things anyway.

Open the trunk, this weighs a ton!

Hey you, if youre going to be

so serious stop and lll get off.

Cmon, gimme a little smile...

Hey Santi, what type of

music did your dad sing?!

Youre speaking too loud!

Sorry. So what kind of

music did your dad sing?

You know, old school stuff...

Ballads?

No, a bit more funky, you know?.

Like the Puma?

What Puma?

Sh*t dude, the Puma, you know...

Jose Rodriguez! The Puma.

Thanks.

lll have another one please.

Look how cute those kids are.

Do you mind taking off

your sunglasses,

l cant see your eyes.

Whats wrong?

Nothing...

ligo, l told you not to

come if you didnt want to.

Xime please, be grateful

for the effort huh...

Effort?

Effort is what l do for you.

People dont change.

Get that into your head.

Anyway, lets try to enjoy ourselves.

-Wow the food looks great!

-lts all for you...all of it!

Why didnt you stop?

-Why should l stop?

-Because they were asking for help.

And why should l stop to help the

first a**hole whose car breaks down?

Because thats what people do.

Maybe in Madrid or

New York but not here.

l dont get it, thats

the mentality of a child.

Child...right.

Who helps you?

Who helps me?

Who helped me

when my mother left?

Nobody.

Who helped me when

my father decided one morning...

...to throw himself off

a goddamn bridge?

No one, because no one helps!

Thats life. Everyone has

to survive on their own.

l take care of myself...

...lm sure they will too so

dont worry for them so much.

l agree with Santi...

...f*** em.

Survival of the fittest.

Youre a lot like me Santi.

A lot...

How are you doing in school?

At my pace...

...l think lm going to end

up being a singer like my dad.

-Dont wanna be an economist?

-l was told lm not cut out for it.

-ligo!

-What?

-Couldnt you piss somewhere else?

-Where the hell else? Sorry!

Excuse me,

may l take a picture of you?

So what are you up to? Working?

-l did.

-Doing what?

l was a waiter.

And? What, they fired

you? Like a dog...

Well thank God that lve

never been fired from a job.

Because you havent

worked a day in your life.

Thank God!

So whyd they fire you?

My boss made some jokes about

my father that werent very funny...

-And?

-l knocked him out.

F*** him...

Leibovitz. Lets go!

-Lets go!

-Thanks!

Where have you been?

Your shirt is filthy with grease!

Leave me alone,

you f***ed up my piss...

Hey guys...

Excuse me, can you please

tell me exactly where we are?

Well, somewhere in between

Lima and Mancora.

-Youre going to Mancora?

-Yup.

lm also going to Mancora.

Can l get a lift?

Yeah sure, why not?

Great! Thanks!

My name is Andres, but

my friends call me Batoe.

Batoo?

-Batoe, with an accent on the u.

-Oh, Batoe.

lm Ximena.

-How are you?

-Fine.

The smiling fellow over there

is Santi...

...and thats ligo, my husband.

-Hey bro.

-Broooo.

Shall we?

One sec, lm going

to go get my surfboard.

Dont rush well wait

for you in the car.

Hey what the f*** are you doing?

Seems like a nice guy, no?

-ls he coming with us the whole way?

-Yeah till Mancora, so?

So bohemian.

Jackass...

-Hey, leave that song on.

-Alright!

-So youre Cuban?

-lm Cungo.

-Cungo?

-Cubano-Gringo.

-lve never heard of that.

-Just made it up.

-Do you guys mind?

-Ah...weed?!

-You speak Portuguese dont you?

-No, but l do speak weed.

So why do they call you Batoe?

Because lm the reincarnation

of Batoe...

-...you know who Batoe is right?

-Nope.

He was the creator of Kung Fu,

-So you do karate?

-No, no.

How long

have you been traveling for?

A long time.

l left Rio de Janeiro over a year ago.

And youve come from Rio

hitchhiking?

Thats right. And since

what counts is the...

...journey and not the destination.

May the road be welcomed.

What?

Nothing...Our Batoe is all talk.

Why?

What counts is the journey

not the destination? What?

The world isnt as f***ed up

as you imagine it to be, Santi.

The world, as l observe it...

...my little grasshopper,

is how you see it and...

...and more than that,

how you want it to be.

Amen!

-Thats some good weed, right?

-Amazing!

But this isnt the weed talking...

its the voice of the Shamman.

-Shamman?

-Shamman.

The masters of the Ayahuasca.

What the hell is Ayahuasca?

lts a beverage that the indigenous

people take in Peru.

ln Brazil too.

Where can we score some?

Youd have to go to the Amazon.

Even though you might

find it in Mancora...

Piura is Perus Shamman capital.

Ayahuasca is not a game.

lts not peyote or San Pedro...

...its much stronger.

lts a ritual that converts you

into the animal you carry inside.

Ayahuasca is much

more than that.

lt puts you face to face

with your daemons.

For some, its the answer to all

their problems... understand?

Cool!

Sh*t! No music.

-Nothing huh?

-Just crappy news.

-Give it a rest?

-Kill it.

(in portuguese)

The longest wave in the world.

-Understand?

-No!

Cant understand

a damn word you speak.

Chicama. lts the beach with the

longest surf break in the world.

-Get out of here!

-No joke dude.

lts a tube of water, two meters

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