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PART 1:
CLARA'S HAIR

Anyway...
I brought this song.

And I think you'll like it.

What is it?

Let me play it, man...

Let's see how good
your car stereo is.

But I'll play it loud, alright?
It will be loud.

Hang in there, Martin and Isabela.

That sounds good.

I like it.

What about this brother of mine?

Well, he's good-looking,

smart, funny,
good in bed...

What else could I ask for?

Okay, then!

You two make a great couple.

So far so good.

We should go.

Antonio! Let's go!

Oh God, there's Adalberto,
looking anxious.

Let's go.

How'd it go?

It was so cool!
We went down to the beach.

Yeah, but listen...

You took too long,
people want to leave already.

Alright...
I'll go get the kids

and I'll take Seu Zé a little dish.

Alright. Go ahead.

Whoa...

Carry on.

Seu Zé?

- Some goodies from the party.
- Thank you.

Come by later on.

Fernando, Fernando,
Luiz Fernando and Julia, let's go!

Come sing Happy Birthday,
come on.

- We're in the middle of the game!
- You can continue later, let's go.

Let's go.

"Aunt Lucia...

It's not everyday
that someone turns 70.

I don't know
if you feel your age

or if you're the way
we think you are:

a 70-year-old girl.

I'm twelve

and I remember you taking us,
your great-nieces and nephews,

still young,
to the Jaqueira amusement park

to have ice cream at the FriSabor,
and to the São Luiz cinema.

You are the best
aunt we could ever have."

"Aunt Lucia was a f-firecracker.

She is a firecracker!

She was volleyball and ping-pong
champion at the Portuguese Club,

she played the guitar, the piano,
and the violin when she was young,

and performed many times

at the St. Izabel Theater.

She begins her life
as a university student at 18,

where she got

into law school
at the Pernambuco Federal,

in the year 1931,

kicking off a victorious career

which made her name synonymous

with determination in her field,

in our state

at a time

when few women
would attend higher education,

and work in the field
of law and letters."

No, there's more!

"After living and studying
in São Paulo in the 40s,

Aunt Lucia came back
to Pernambuco.

She went to work in the countryside,
in the 60s,

a difficult time for her,
for her family and for the country.

She was persecuted
and even went to prison.

We are very proud of your journey,
Aunt Lucia.

Aunt Lucia's life could fill a book,
a film and a song,

and here,

we wish you health, happiness,
and propose a toast to you.

To our dear Aunt Lucia!"

Go Aunt Lucia!

You forgot, or skipped
the sexual revolution.

Just kidding...
I'm very touched.

Really.

Truly.

But now...

I want to say something
that was left out...

something you didn't say,
but I'm going to.

You mentioned
a number of things I did,

and which were part of my life.

But you forgot
to mention Augusto.

Augusto was my partner.

I really liked him.
It was true love.

Augusto passed away,

oh, six years now.

He was my partner
for more than 30 years.

He was a very good man.

We never got married because

I think some of you know,

he was married.

Well, what are you gonna do?
Nobody's perfect.

And today, that is my birthday,

I'd like to propose a toast
to Augusto.

Thank you all very much.

It's hard to top

Aunt Lucia's wonderful words.

But I'm going to say something.
It's quick, but I'll say it.

I'm not a religious man,

but I want to say
thank you anyway.

You all know 1979
was not an easy year here at home.

We went through some really
tough times with Clara's illness,

this woman I love so much.

I can say they were
the toughest months in my life,

taking my wife to hospitals,

watching her deal
with such a harsh treatment,

getting Martin,
Ana and Rodrigo together,

telling the truth,
without telling it all,

trying to get on with life,

getting work done,

keeping the house in order,
trying to keep some kind of peace.

And today
Clara's here with us.

With her Elis Regina hair style,

which I find sexy, I really do.

Now recovered, and healthy.

Clara's fine,

and we're still together,

getting our lives back on track.

I want to say, I understand
why some were absent.

Life doesn't give us a manual
to deal with these situations, right?

I'd like to say
I was deeply touched

by the presence of those
that were here with us,

so this is to give thanks

that I have my love
here with me.

Long live Clara!

Long live Aunt Lucia!

We cherish this great day

In which we celebrate

For the house you live in

To be the home of joy

And a refuge from the storm

Happy birthday!

Ladjane!

- Ladjane!
- Yes?

Tell me...

What's for lunch?

I was making...

What an annoying door!
I was making chicken.

- Okay. Any veggies?
- Yeah, I'll make some.

I'm off to the beach.

All right, everyone.
Let's do the HA-HA now, let it out.

Same rhythm!

Speed it up!

Speed it up a little, speed it up!

Let it out, Paulo.

Let it out, Paulo!

You can laugh now!

That's it!

Laugh it up, Paulo!

Laughing is serious business.

Hey, Thiago, let it out.

That's it!

Bring it down a little...
Stop!

Laugh it up!

That's it!

Energy, everyone, energy!

C'mon, Clara, laugh it up!

Concentrate.

Make yourself comfortable,
there's room for everyone...

Respect, everyone,
keep it up!

Respect, let's get real!

Bezerra, where you at?

Copy.

Bring the boat over
to the Aquarius.

Is Dona Clara going in?

Affirmative.

Copy. I'm on my way.

Affirmative.

Hey, Roberval!
Don't you think that's a bit much?

No way, Dona Clara.
Look at the water!

There's no one in the water.

Go on, take your dip,

and come on out.
Go on!

We've talked about this...

It's because you're a VIP.
Not easy being an important person.

Please hold this for me.

Dona Clara!

Waist line!

41 years old.
Plays perfectly.

Well, I'd like to...

start asking you, ma'am...

Sorry...

You're writing a new book,

and I see
lots of physical media, right?

Vinyl, records, tapes...

At a time when digital
is taking over everything,

do you only listen to music
the old-fashioned way?

No, I listen to music
the old-fashioned way...

Let's do something, shall we?

Let's cut to the chase,

so we don't waste my time,
yours and yours.

I'll explain how I feel,
generally speaking.

I like everything, alright?

MP3s,

streaming, if it's got music,
it's great and important.

And this whole
new technology thing...

So... can I tell you a story?

Sure.

Here.

Did you get it?

Well, then...

This record, I bought in
Porto Alegre, at a used record store.

I lent mine to someone
and never saw it again.

One day,

on some quiet Sunday,

I took the record...

Look what I found inside:
this article from the LA Times.

That's awesome.

This article

is from November 1980.

This album, Double Fantasy,

was released in December 1980.

So, this article

came out weeks
before Lennon was shot.

On December 8, 1980.

And I was born
on December 21, 1980.

That's amazing.

This article here, which was published

weeks before Lennon died

and before you were born,
says the following:

"John Lennon's Plans for the Future".

This record,

the one I'm holding in my hands,

becomes a special object...

You see?

And you didn't know
the previous owner.

Didn't I tell you I bought it down in
Porto Alegre at a used record store?

I don't know who owned it.

All I know is it came from Los
Angeles, it ended up in Porto Alegre,

I'm not even sure
it was bought in LA, actually,

and it ended up here.

Cool.
So, digital media,

not a problem for you?

This is like a message in a bottle.

Good afternoon.

- Seu Geraldo, good afternoon.
- How are you?

Good afternoon.

Would you let us
have a word with you?

It depends, Seu Geraldo.

If you're here
to discuss my proposal

for the acquisition
of the apartment upstairs...

I did send you a proposal,
but I never heard from you.

What a busy man you must be...

Is this the reason of your visit,
Seu Geraldo?

We are here to have a word with you,

a good one on one,
which is the best there is.

We have brought you
a new proposal.

That's great!
This is about the apartment upstairs.

No, this is about that conversation
we've had before...

About acquiring your apartment.

- About selling this apartment?
- Exactly.

It's not for sale, Seu Geraldo,
you know that.

- Dona Carla, this proposal...
- It's Clara.

Dona Clara.

Where were you?

I was downstairs, sweeping.

Dona Clara?

This is a generous offer.

It's over the market value
for this type of real estate,

but we've prepared this proposal
especially for you.

Let's just get this over with.

Let's just get this over with,
Seu Geraldo.

My apartment is not for sale.
I'm not selling.

I appreciate your visiting,
but I must go.

Dona Clara,

first of all, congratulations,

I can see from out here
that you've remodeled the apartment.

- It looks beautiful.
- Yes, very interesting.

In very good taste, well done.

My name is Diego, I'm head
of this project at our company,

which is actually my first project,
and I'm so proud of it.

I think it's safe to say
that we have great news.

Yes?

And I'll tell you why.

First of all, the project
is now called "Aquarius".

Your... son? Son-in-law?

No.
This is my grandson, Diego.

He's been doing a good job
at the construction company.

Thank you, grandpa.

- Did you say "Aquarius?"
- Yes, "The New Aquarius".

We keep the name of the building
that used to exist on this spot.

"Used to exist"?

Yes, it's a way of preserving
the memory of the original building.

This is a new idea.

And now with the new offer,
that's more information we bring you.

The building exists.

You're leaning on it.

Wrong way to express myself.

I see...

Now, before I go in
and close the door,

tell me something.

What was the name of the original
project, before this "New Aquarius"?

The original project was
the "Atlantic Plaza Residence".

Yes, that'd be a good name.
Nice ring to it.

We much prefer "Aquarius".

Well, thank you so much for this...

We'd like to point out
that we are always open to dialogue.

- OK, thank you. Excuse me.
- See you later.

In case you want to read it later,
our project...

Thank you, Clara.

I'll get you a glass of water,
I know you're upset.

PART 2:
CLARA'S LOVE

Alright?

Where are my songs?

Here on the pen drive.

On the pen drive?

But you'll transfer them
to my cell phone later?

Sure.
We'll do that later.

Did everything fit?

Yeah, that list you sent me fit.

And I put some new stuff you'll like.

Yeah? That's great.

So that's how it is now, huh?

Suggesting things.

Let me just put it on here,

just a second...

There it is...

Listen to this.

That's funny...

What?

Oh, I'm just kinda happy today.

Yeah?

Why?

This girl I know's coming from Rio.
On Thursday.

Great girl.

Oh yeah? She's arriving?
What's the deal?

Oh, we met on Facebook.

She's a friend of Marcelo's,
remember him?

Yeah. I remember Marcelo.

So we met through him,

we chatted for a while,

we liked each other,
and now she's on her way.

Cool!

And where's she staying?

At home.

Do your parents know?

Yeah, they know.

So, "delivery" style, huh?

"Delivery", aunt!

I don't know, we'll see.

I think she's great.
We'll see where things go.

Love it.

Does the beauty have a name?

She does. It's Julia.

Beautiful name. Love it.

Look,

do this:

play Maria Bethania for her.

Show her you're intense.

All right.

I will.

Good evening.

Hey, how are you?

Fine, fine.
Beautiful as always!

Thank you, dear.

- I missed you.
- Son, how are you?

And what is their proposal?

Oh, I don't know,
I tore up the envelope.

You tore it up?

You weren't even curious
to know what it was?

No.

That's my sister.

You're absolutely right.

Any legal measures

to make these people
leave me alone?

They came quietly, knocked
on your door, asked to speak to you.

There's nothing illegal there.

Are the other apartments all empty,
or anyone letting?

All empty.

They bought them all.

It's up to them if they sell,

rent, whatever.

Clara,

I didn't want to say anything,
but I must.

I just think about one thing,
your quality of life.

That's the only thing I worry about.

The rest is just the rest.

Yeah, well,

you know what I want to do
this week?

- I want to go out dancing.
- Oh, that's great.

- Come with me, Fatima.
- Yes, I'll come!

Let's go!

Antonio please let me go.

Oh, so I'm not going...

Did I hear that:
"Antonio, please let me go"?

Yeah, he has to let me!

I thought I was going!

Well, well, well.

No shortage of male dancers there.

How do you know so much gossip?

And you share it like it's all true.
Amazing.

Girl, the headquarters
of Pernambuco gossip?

The swimming pool
at the German club.

That's why you're all so tanned.

The darker skin, the tongues,
but the poison now. Oh my God!

When I arrived in Recife
10 years ago,

I practically married
the whole Jewish community.

No, you practically fucked
the whole Jewish community!

Me?

She's truly generous!

I'm just a good person!

- I was compassionate...
- That's what it was!

Check it out.
Look over there, Leandro.

- Who?
- The retired lawyer from CHESF.

He was married to Ana Lucia,

who died 10 years ago.
Horrible.

"The Big C" in her uterus.

Enough with this disease talk.

This is a party.
Let's talk about happy stuff.

She took everything out...

Bento and Silvia are dancing.
They are trying to be discreet.

Don't stare.

But I see what's going on.

This Silvia is the one
who went to our bookstore

to buy three meters of books

because her interior decorator
told her to!

Three meters? God!

With brains like that you should've
asked: "open or closed?"

This party sucks.

You told me there'd be good-looking
men here, I have yet to see one!

Except for that waiter...

There are good-looking men.

You're the one who needs glasses.

- Yes, there are.
- Where, Clara?

Yes, there are.

Who, Clara?

I don't know.
I'm not giving away...

You got your eye on the guy
from Espírito Santo, haven't you?

- Who?
- Which one?

Don't look, people!

And he's got his eye on you,
I saw it!

I heard he's a widower...

He's... oh, 60, 65.

He's not my type.

He's not your type...

What, people?
He still looks alright.

Tell me...

Do you remember
why we came here tonight?

Do you?

I came to drink.

No, that thing
we came here to discuss.

Leticia, we need to talk to you.

Oh, come on!

No, we just really,
truly want to know if you're well

and how your professional help
is working out.

I have enjoyed it responsibly.

You want his phone?

I already have a phone,
thank you.

No... it's the boy's.

I can't work up the courage
to get his number.

I don't know, never say never.

Lucrecia, you know something?

I always thought if any of us had it,
it'd be you.

- Me?
- Yeah, with that angel face.

What's the big deal?
It's just a man to play with you.

A young man,

professional,

hot...

Professional is good. I like that.
Hot is good.

- Then I'll give you his number.
- No, thank you very much.

I'm missing the joke,
this side can't hear!

Don't put off
what you can do right now.

What's that?
Gigolo commercial?

Like those fridge magnets, you know?

Those thingies you stick to the...

Do it now
while you're still "healthy".

Would you like to dance?

Hi!

Anybody hold on to my phone?

We'll hold on to your phone.

I've been living in Fortaleza.

You talk real quiet, don't you?

Are you here visiting?

I came to spend a few months
with my daughter.

She lives here, so I'm here.

And your wife?

Well, I'm a widower.
It's been five years.

I'm also a widow.

How long?

17 years.

Had you ever come
to Clube das Pás?

It's great here, really great.

What great memories...

Am I going too fast?

No...

I had surgery.

Breast?

Breast.

You're great.

But I need to take you home.

I'll get a taxi.

No, I insist.

I'll take you home.

Thanks, mister.

Good night.

Off you go.

I'm here every day, I know
what I'm talking about, Dona Clara.

You're fear mongering.

It's good to be a little afraid,
isn't it?

I mean, I'm not a big fan
of this whole fear thing either.

I think there's enough fear
going around.

But in my line of work,
we deal with that.

How many times

have me and my colleagues saved
people who weren't afraid enough?

Or people who forgot to be afraid?

Dona Clara...

try to be discreet, to my right.

A kid's riding up on a bike.

Give me a hint, what's he wearing?

Grey t-shirt, black shorts.

He's a drug dealer.

Does he sell weed?

They say it's the good stuff,

but he only sells to rich kids.

Expensive bike...
White boy.

He comes in Mondays and Wednesdays,
mornings.

Afternoons, only Fridays, and so on.

Do you collaborate
with the police?

Nope. We're too exposed.

This beach is rough.

His office is behind the kiosks.

Clara.

- Good morning.
- Daniel.

Son of Jorge,
your old neighbours.

Hi, Daniel, how have you been?
How's your father?

Dad passed away, two years now.

I didn't know, my condolences.

Thank you.

I was passing by
and thought I'd come over

to ask you to solve
this apartment situation.

It's hurting so many people.

Dad made the deal 6 years ago,
he died and so far, nothing.

- I don't understand.
- Yes you do.

You are not stupid.

Everyone moved out of the building,
except you.

If you really think about it,
you're being selfish.

Daniel, I've known you
since you were a child.

You used to surf on this very beach
with my kids.

Yeah, you knew me
when I was a kid,

but you don't know me
as an adult.

Have a good day, Clara.

What are those mattresses for?

I don't know.

Gosh!

Come over here,
I want to show you something.

OK.

We cherish this great day

In which you celebrate

For the house you live in...

Ladjane...

- She remembered!
- Today's your birthday!

- Happy birthday, you hear?
- Thank you.

You know you can count on me,
don't you?

I know, I know.

Good morning, Clara.

How are you?

- What's your name again?
- Josimar.

Josimar, good afternoon.
And you, what's your name?

Rivanildo... Rivanildo.

Good afternoon, Rivanildo.

And you're... Diogo, right?

Diego.

Diego, you brought a number
of mattresses to the building.

Could I possibly know
what for, and why?

The apartments may be vacant but they
belong to the construction company.

We can bring
whatever's necessary for the job.

Right.

Makes sense.

Could you please move this car?
I'm leaving.

Now?

Now.

Have a good day.

Good day, Clara.

I wrote some things down, you know?

For you...

It's easier.

This one is for João and Bruninho:

I have no color,

I have no shape...

I have no smell,

And I am weightless.

When I'm strong,
They call me Wind.

When I stink,
They call me Fart!

Look here, he was awake.

I didn't wake him!
He was already up.

So good to have you here.

I missed you,
did you know that?

We could set up something
at our place, huh? Everybody.

What about Marcio?

He's in Brasília.

Marcio

is he the one
I haven't even met yet?

It's on you, Rodrigo.

The rush, you know, Mother.
I just haven't had time.

And you don't have a photo,
a picture of him in your wallet?

Anything?

To show me?

I got one here.

Mommy wants to give her blessing.

You've got to get her blessing,
Rodrigo.

Tell me something while your brother
looks for a picture he can show me.

What's this Marcio like?

Marcio's a nice guy,
laid back, from Minas.

It's working out, isn't it, Rodrigo?

It is.

- Let me see it.
- Wait, let me find one.

Wow, just saw something
I wasn't supposed to see!

This is Marcio.
He's from Belo Horizonte.

Oh, that's nice.

I like him.
Look at that friendly face.

- You hadn't met him either?
- I had seen pictures.

Not even pictures for me.

Now you've seen him,
you've been introduced.

Thank you.

Son, please,

come by more,
come visit me more often.

And don't just text,

call me.
I want to hear your voice, alright?

And bring Marcio here.
I want to meet Marcio.

I'm alive, you know?

How are you dealing
with this situation?

Well, I'm pissed off.

Don't you think you're stressed out,
about all this?

No. I said I'm pissed off.
You're the ones getting stressed out.

Well, you tell us what's going on,
we get worried, that's all.

What about those stickers
on the doors?

What stickers?

On the doors.

What doors?

The construction company stickers.

On the apartment doors.

The company logo's
on every door, Mother.

Except yours.

We thought you'd seen them.

No.

Stickers are there,
I hadn't seen them.

Something new every day.

One day one thing,
the next it's stickers...

They must have gone up today.

- Did you come up this way?
- The front door.

- Are there stickers on that end?
- Yes.

Front doors and back doors.

Mum, I'll repeat myself and say
something nobody wants to say.

I think you need to sell this place.
You'll be saving yourself problems.

What problems?

Mother, it's just that...

The three of us worry about you,
alone in a ghost building.

A what building?

A "ghost building"?

You have no limits, do you?

Your, shall we say, sensibilities...

- Oh Mother...
- Your world vision is impressive.

The way you see life.

Mum, I worry about you.

You're living in a building
that's uncomfortable,

old, unsafe and empty.

So when you like it, it's "vintage".

If you don't like it, it's "old".
Right?

You know, let's move to the living
room. And I must say something:

Before you leave,
you'll do the dishes.

Ladjane's not here today.

Let's go.

Leaving the kitchen
won't solve the problem.

He who cooked
doesn't wash, Okay?

Well, since I'm playing the witch
here, let me just ask you something.

Have you at least considered
their offer?

What they're offering
is not the standard market price.

The standard offer is
new apartment space.

They're offering cash.

That's like an offer
you can't refuse.

And how do you know that?

- Did they get to you?
- Not me. No.

Yes, I even told the boys,
they came to talk to me.

Did they come talk to you,
or did you go look for them?

Yes, I went. I have every right
to try to understand what's going on.

I went to try...

By the way, the young man
seemed to be very nice.

So, Aninha, what is their offer?

They're offering almost
two million Reais.

For this apartment.

- Ana Paula...
- I think it's still low.

The issue isn't the money,
is it, Martin?

What do you mean by
"this", a pause, "apartment"?

Oh Mother, I meant,
it's that much money,

for this apartment.
That's all I meant.

Well, then, this apartment

is where you all grew up.

This apartment

is on Boa Viagem beach.

Can't you see that by talking
to them, you go over my head,

you disrespect me,

you set me up as
the "crazy lady from the Aquarius"?

That's what happens.
Talking to them

makes me look like a nutjob.

You don't know what it's like
to feel crazy without being crazy.

You feel like you're losing it.
You know what that's like, son.

You know what that's like,
knowing you're not mad,

and that the madness
is out there, don't you?

You all remember this.

Another thing
that's really insane here

is that we're discussing money.

I can help you
any time you want.

- We don't need help, Mother.
- Well, listen, maybe Ana does.

- I've already said it...
- Do you need money, Ana Paula?

Look, Mom, you're probably the person
in this room that knows best

how tough it's been for me
since my divorce,

Now what I'm telling you is that
this is not just about money.

I can help any of you at any time.

I've got my pension,

I have five apartments,

and there's a legacy that was built

by me and your father, that's yours.

Oh please, Mother, it wasn't built
by your career as a journalist.

Don't say that, for God's sake!

What does Dad have to do
with this?

- Dad's not around anymore.
- Why are we talking about Dad?

Paulinho da Viola...

There are those with nerves of steel

With no blood in their veins

And who have no heart

But sometimes,
going through what I go through...

Lupicínio...

Are you singing for me?

Ana,

my daughter,

I am your father's widow here,
not you, you hear?

It's hard, isn't it?

So hard...

But, that's life.

And you'll just have
to get used to it.

Now, what you said about my work,

that's something you're going
to have to learn to deal with.

It's up to you,
it's got nothing to do with me.

You know, I am who I am.

And that's how I raised you.

Me and your father, together.

Now, everything you're saying,

and the way you're saying it,

makes you sound like...

like an idiot.

Mum...

No need for that.

Yeah, imbecile and bitchy...

Suddenly no one remembers
when you spent two years away,

and Dad raised us by himself.

Stop it.

But you'd send us cute postcards...

asking if everything was fine.

You're talking too much.

She just called me an idiot
and you didn't say a thing.

Sometimes you do get kinda silly.

ALL THE SONGS WE CAN'T SEE
An essay on Heitor Villa-Lobos

"To Martin,
Ana Paula and Rodrigo.

For the hours of leisure
that were taken from you."

I'm sorry, Mother.

I'm sorry.

Come over here.

You're so stubborn.
You're like an old lady and a child.

That's because
I am an old lady and a child.

All together.

Paulo?

Yeah, it's me.

You don't know me,
my name is Clara.

I'm a friend of Leticia's,
she gave me your number.

How are you, Clara?
Yeah, she told me about you.

So, are you available?

Right now?

Yeah, right now.

Quite a party upstairs!

Nice place!

Thank you.

LP collection...

You want to drink? I'm trying
to finish off that bottle of wine.

No thanks, I'm driving.

Please, sit down.

Leticia told me about you.

You really are a beautiful woman.

I want you to leave.

What's that?

You want me to leave?

I want you to fuck me.

Take your clothes off...

No need...

Not here.

This one?

Come on!

Get out!

Up here!

She's getting out.

I wanted to ask you something,
I don't even know if you can, but...

Do you have a number I could call,
in case of an emergency?

Sure.

Okay, but, do you need any help?
Some kind of trouble?

No, no, just a precaution, really.

Alright.

But...

like, what? A bodyguard?

A life guard?

No, Roberval,

it's nothing like that.

Roberval, don't listen to anything

I say today.

You know what it is?
I have one of those hangovers...

It hurts

right here.

There was this party
in my building yesterday...

Yeah, hangovers are bad, alright.

A party?

Was the party any good?

It was good.

Dona Clara, please don't take this
the wrong way, but...

are you hitting on me?

Roberval...

I think you're a handsome man.

But, you know,

too many things
in my head this week...

But no,

I'm not hitting on you.

It's all good, Dona Clara.
It's always good to ask, isn't it?

Where do you live in Rio?

I live in Humaitá, Largo dos Leões.

I know it, Largo dos Leões.

I love Largo dos Leões.

I have a friend, I mean,
I had a friend, she passed away.

She lived right there.

I love that part of Rio de Janeiro.

I like it too. I live on
Mário Pederneiras, a little villa.

I know it.

Not even the 'cariocas'

have destroyed my love for Rio.

Why? You're not into 'cariocas'?

- She's pulling your leg, Julia.
- I am joking.

I get it.

You know what, Julia?

It's just that I love this kid.
He's precious to me.

I think he likes you a lot too.

Because he's told me
all about you.

Sometimes I think I was pregnant
with Tomes and don't remember.

Then, there are those pictures

of his mother in hospital
with that little baby in her arms.

It just wrecks my dream.

Aunt, would you debrief
the tourist, please?

- Explain to her.
- All right.

Have you played Maria Bethânia
for her to listen?

No. Maria Bethânia?

- Why haven't you played it for me?
- Weren't you going to play it?

No, that was her idea.

Tomás, show her how intense you are.

Check it out, aunt.

Explain to her where we're headed.

Very well.

Here's the divide.
Over there is Pina.

It's sort of like a border.

Like between Leme and Copacabana,
you know?

It's like the same thing.

And where is it exactly?

Right over here.

This sewage pipe, the outfall,

is the border line.

On this side of the pipe,
they say it's the rich area,

and on that side, the poor side.

In other words, this way, Pina.

That way, Brasilia Teimosa.

- I get it.
- Got it?

And Brasilia Teimosa
is where we're going.

We're going to say hello to Ladjane.

She's worked with me
for nineteen years.

And last year,

she lost her son
in a motorcycle accident.

He was coming home from work,

a drunk driver hit him,

and nothing came of it.

So, someone ran over the guy
and nothing happened.

That's fucked up...

Happy birthday!

I need to talk to you, okay?

You look great!

- Ah, Tomás's friend, huh?
- Yes.

- From Rio?
- Yep.

She's good-looking!

These girls from Rio
really got it going!

Oh, Lala, that's so you.
That's right, though!

Lala is Ladjane's sister.

Lala works for Leticia,
who is my friend,

and Ladjane works for me.

Say it, woman.

Did Paulo tell you about last night?

No, last night? No.

Did you call him?

He came over last night.

That's funny...

I really wanted you
to be with him.

But now I am actually jealous...

Well, too late now,
the deed is done.

Was it good?

Yeah, it was good, but...

You know,
I'm still processing it.

It was too good, then.

Was it good?

Was it not good?

Just tell me.

It was good.

So, aside from the party,

you did have a lovely evening.

Yes, it was...

It's Happy Birthday.

You looked beautiful.

Ah, honey,

with that wind up there,

they had to make
a lacquer helmet on me!

You noticed, huh?

Not one loose strand!

- But you were beautiful.
- My coffee...

Good morning, Dona Clara.

I'll get me some water, okay?
We're starting up front.

All right.

I bought all that paint
you asked for, it's in the car.

- Good.
- Expensive, huh?

Good paint.

Good, but expensive!

The job will look good, though.

- Come back for coffee later.
- All right, I will.

The men from the construction company
are here. They're washing the stairs.

Good morning, Josimar.
Good morning, Rivanildo.

Good morning, Dona Clara.

There was a lot of shit upstairs.

Have you cleaned it?

Yes.

You've already cleaned
all that shit upstairs?

Yes, Dona Clara.
Don't worry about it.

Hold it, man...

Tomás and Julia
are still asleep.

Let 'em sleep in.

I miss my son.

Filipe,

I think there are pictures
of when you were little.

Birthday parties,
that sort of thing, nude pictures.

When you were a baby!

Butt naked...

That's right, yeah.

Good times those...

Dr. Herculano.

- Who?
- Herculano.

Oh, Antonio...

- Beautiful and pregnant!
- Cool.

Gorgeous. Look at your mother!

This one looks great too.

Like those old photo frames.

Antonio,

this woman here,
do you remember her?

What was her name?
She cooked the most wonderful food.

Everybody loved her, remember?

Turns out she was a cunt
who stole our jewellery.

She stole jewellery from Mother,

Remember? From Grandma...

She took off to Ceará,
never to be seen again.

Yeah, well,
it's inevitable, isn't it?

We exploit them,

they steal from us,
here and there.

And so it goes.

You are right.

Tonho, what was her name?

- What?
- Darlene?

Not Darlene!

Darlene Glória.

Where'd you pull that from,
Darlene?

So how's the long weekend?

- How are you?
- Everything all right?

The records you didn't get to
yesterday

are over there.

Over there, see?

- We could check them out now.
- Yeah.

What did you say?

- My future inheritance...
- Really? Pull up a chair and wait!

Hey, Ladjane.

Hey, girl!

There is so much here...

I love these pictures.

I like them all,

but this series in Maria Farinha...

Dad?

What's with people

posing with cars?

I see so many people here
taking pictures with cars.

Cars lost their charm.

Now, a car is just a car.

I've seen people and cars
on Facebook.

Like in the past?

People posing as if they were
family members?

I don't think so.

Juvenita....

The maid's name was Juvenita.

Her name was Juvenita.
Juvenita!

Good thing you remembered.

How long have you known me,
Antonio?

Sixty one years.

If I didn't remember,
I'd go mad all day.

Juvenita.
Good thing I remembered.

I think we have enough photos
for the wedding video.

That's all?

Well, we still have my own pictures
in my mother's house.

Oh, I see.

Isn't this Arnaldo?
Adalberto's cousin?

That is Arnaldo indeed.
The funniest person I have ever met.

Please, let me see.

- Did you ever meet Arnaldo?
- This one?

He looks so serious here.

Yeah, but that day he was
graduating from law school.

He graduated in law...

That's for you, Filipe.

- What's with the lawyer joke?
- Just a joke.

- I don't get it.
- Forget it.

You better learn
how it works around here.

I might lose a nephew,

but I won't miss a joke!

I love you too, Aunt.

I love you too.

That's Aunt Lucia.

The amazing Aunt Lucia.

They don't make 'em
like her anymore.

- More wine?
- Yes, I want some.

- More wine?
- Just a little.

- No, thanks.
- Not for me.

I'd like to show you
the photo of my son

I carry in my wallet.

He's handsome, Ladjane.

Aunt, we'd like to play a song

picked by Julia.

Is that okay?

You have great stuff here, Clara.
I could listen to all of it.

Anyway, this record,
I'm really into it.

And this isn't even one
of his most popular songs,

but I think it's really beautiful.

You all probably know it.

Put it on, let's hear it.

Play it, Tomás.

I have spent such a long time

Learning how to kiss

Other men

The way I kiss my father

I have spent such a long time

To realize that the woman I loved

I love and will love

Will always be the woman

That my mother still is

That my mother still is

How are her fears doing?

And my father,

how is he now?

PART 3:
CLARA'S CANCER

Hi, Mr. Pedro!

Hello, Mr. Pedro!

What's the matter?

It's stuffy in here.

Ladjane!

Look who's here!
Mommy'll be right back.

What's the matter?

Mum, it was awful,
I had to fire Cidinha.

You fired Cidinha.

Aw, Mum, she was great...

The Supernanny who loves Pedro.

You sent her away,
now you don't have a nanny.

I've thought of someone else.
It's for the best.

Mother,
I'm really in a hurry.

Have you talked to Armando
about this?

Armando is not part of Pedro's
daily life. He doesn't know.

He won't even notice
the nanny changed.

Here you've got diapers,
food, books, everything.

Just hand it over
to Ladjane, okay?

Cover this one for me, please?
Call me if you need me.

Of course, I'll call,
but what's the point? Bye.

Where's the ocean, Pedro?

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Damn it,
we don't even have gloves...

That stuff is heavy.

Hello.

"I'm the big bad wolf, the big
bad wolf, the big bad wolf..."

"Three Little Pigs"...

No. Walls crumble...

Look, "Little Red Riding Hood".

"Little Red Riding Hood"...

In "Little Red Riding Hood",
the wolf devours grandma!

Edilene is out. When she's back,
I'll have her give it to me.

- I can't do that stuff.
- Yes.

But when she gets back.

Right, now you...

Sorry, lady.

Hey, mister, what gives?
You trying to kill me?

Make room for the baby carriage.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

God is beautiful!
He is marvellous to us.

What is this?

I don't know what to say.

Did you see what it's like
in the garage?

Come see!

Dona Clara?

Dona Clara?

There's something
I wanted to tell you.

It may be nothing,
but I don't think so.

Yesterday, after you took Pedro
out for a walk...

Yesterday?

If it happened yesterday,

why are you telling me now?

Please tell me what this is.

- Are you insane?
- Stay out of it.

How can you do this
in the middle of Boa Viagem?

Good morning, Clara.

How are you?

Fine, Diego.

Fixin' to get better.

What happened?

Diego,

did you have mattresses
burned here in the yard?

In the middle of Boa Viagem?

No, I didn't.
Over there?

Yes you did. I saw it.

- I don't know anything about this.
- The remains, over there?

I'll find out who did this
and chem them out.

You're absolutely right.
This is not right.

You know there was a party
here in the building.

And the mattresses
must have gotten really dirty.

I know about the party, but I was
not aware of any dirty mattresses.

Oh yes,
there were dirty mattresses.

There was shit on the stairs.

Why are you laughing?
Didn't you have the stairs washed?

I didn't know about any shit.

It's okay, I'm not judging.

That's not why I'm here talking to you.
Here's the thing:

You have so many apartments
in this building, right?

You could have had a party
in any one of your apartments.

But no, you had to throw a party
exactly in apartment 8,

which is right above mine,
and didn't even let me know.

I'm sorry, you're right, that's my...

I had a lot on my mind
and I forgot.

I promise you that any parties
I throw or allow in the building,

from now on,
I'll let you know beforehand.

Now, Clara, I see you're painting
the building's façade.

Without discussing it
with the construction company?

We're also part of the condominium.

I think we can improve
our communication skills.

Diego, you play
that passive-aggressive type.

What's that?

Passive-aggressive.

No, Clara, I play the focused type.
The determined type.

It's that you don't know me.
I just got back from the US.

I graduated there,
I studied business for three years,

and now I'm back, ready to fight.

This is under my responsibility,

and I'm going to do whatever it takes
to reach my goal.

That visit we paid to your house,
a courtesy call, wasn't it?

You know, "let's get close to Clara,
let's make contact."

And that didn't happen.

Because, you know, you didn't
let us in, we were in the hall.

Nobody offered coffee,
water, tea.

I wish I had given you
a more realistic take about all this.

This building's empty, Clara.

No.

The building's not empty,
I'm here, I live here.

Yes, but the building's empty.

The building's empty and I
and everyone at the company is worried

about someone, pardon me,
your age.

I wouldn't leave my grandmother,
or my mother live here alone. In Brazil.

Where do your mother
and grandmother live?

They live in the kind of place
where you should live.

- They've got infrastructure.
- I'm not going to say what I think,

because that makes me wonder
where your mother lives?

You'll excuse me.

I'm a polite person,
but you really get my goat.

Right. Living here is simply
not sustainable any longer.

I just think an educated person like
you needs to be in a safe building.

With CCTV, quality and security.

This isn't working any more, Clara.

I admit I walk in here, I don't
even see this building any more.

All I can think of is the number of
bricklayers, workers, family members,

who call me everyday
to ask if Dona Clara

has finally made the right decision,

so they can all make it to the end
of the month a little better off.

Has it crossed your mind that

this project of yours,
"The New Aquarius",

might only see the light of day

when you're 50, 60 years old?

That's possible.

Maybe.

Now, some people
that don't think like that.

Your kids...

Don't you talk about my kids!
Any of them!

Shut your mouth!

Do not talk about my kids!

I'll tell you something.

I'm standing here
wasting my time talking to you,

but I'm thinking of something,
you know?

It's amazing what people say
about those who lack manners,

and they always refer to poor people.

But those who lack manners
are not poor people.

It's the rich, well educated people
like you, you know?

The elite, who think they're an elite,
who think they're privileged,

those who don't stand in lines,
you know?

People like you,

who took a "business" course,

but lack basic human decency.

Who have no character.
No character!

I mean, you do have character,
your character is money.

Therefore, honey,
you have no character.

All you have is your shit-eating smile,
that's what you have.

I'm gonna tell you something.

I've told you once,
I'll tell you again.

I am not kidding.

I will only leave here dead!

You don't know me, Clara.

But you're right,
I'd rather listen and respect you.

Because from where I am,

I can tell your family fought hard
to get to where they are.

Right, Clara?

A darker-skinned family,

that had to sweat a lot
to get what they got.

I truly respect you.

You'll excuse me, sir,

but you cannot treat her this way.

- Good that you came.
- I'm here.

- Long time no see.
- That was a great cinema.

Look. Have you seen this?

It finally came out...

Right here.

'I love MP3'.

You must have said that.

Bad title. Horrible photo.

It's been ages
since we came to Leite's.

Do you know anything
about these people?

What I know, Clara...

is their advertising budget
at the paper.

In advertising, honey,
they're behind the state government,

City Hall,

and their competitors, Pinto Engineering.
They're powerful people.

Yeah, but we know that already,
don't we?

Diego, the grandson,

what do you know about him?

Oh, him.
Almost everyone knows about him,

because he's vain.

He likes being in the papers,

he's got a press agent.

He's always in the paper.
Don't you read the paper?

No, I don't read it any more.

You are joking.
You don't read our paper?

No, I don't read the paper.

So you know, this kid...

he's involved in a church...

A church?

Diego is my brother Ricardo's godson,
the architect, you know.

Diego is family...

You're being

sarcastic.

There's something else, Ricardo...

Ricardo has done several projects
for the construction company.

He's an architect,
it's only natural, Clara.

It's natural and logical.

The extension of familial ties
to friendly, social circles...

Isn't it, Ronaldo?
This is so Pernambuco.

This is so Brazil.

Isn't it, Ronaldo Cavalcanti?

If you're not Cavalcanti,
you are a 'CavalCan't'.

I want to ask you something.

That girl who came to interview me.
Is she family?

Ana Paula?

She's my niece.
She's with us at the newspaper.

Let's not discuss family, because...

Your little brother's involved

in some ugly stuff, politically.

See?

Yes, Ronaldo, if they can prove
all the accusations,

he's in a lot of trouble.

I am sorry.

Sorry sorry,
I shouldn't even have brought it up.

How do you put up with it, huh?

I think I'm still in media

after all these years, because...

people know I know too much.

I've seen too much.

I have sifted a lot.

I have a feeling
you're about to help me.

Very discretely.

There are some papers that,

if they were to come to light,
not in my paper, obviously,

but, if they were to come to light,

it would be very bad for them.

Now, you like it!

All right.

Good morning. Mrs. Cleide?

That's me, Cleide,
this is my client Clara.

Nice to meet you. Benedito.

Thanks for seeing us, Benedito.

The information I was given

is that it's in Allotment 307-D.

I may look lost because...

that's what I am.

This is paper sewage!

Unfortunately it's there,
in that mess over there.

I figured it couldn't be that easy...

Ma'am, you're bleeding.

- Hello. Look who's here.
- Where's Pedro?

Pedro!

Where are you, Pedro?

Where's Pedro's football?

Here's the football, Pedro.

How's this mother
of yours doing, Pedro?

Fine, Mother.

Hi, Ladjane.

Getting better, with your help.

I was handed this envelope.
Had to sign for it.

- What does it say?
- "Notice"...

..."Absolutely prohibited

to paint the building's façade"...

Did you have the façade painted?

She never noticed
I had the façade painted.

Mother, I got out of the car,
Pedro, bags, etc.

I'll take a look now,
on my way out.

..."Designated for arbitration".

Isn't Cleide your lawyer?

Yeah, she is my lawyer.

Give her a call.

This probably won't go anywhere,
but give her a call.

I gotta go.

Look, just another week
and things'll be back to normal.

No problem.

Thank you.

- Everything's gonna be fine.
- No problem.

Dona Clara!

I don't know
if you remember us, ma'am.

I remember. You're Josimar,
from the construction company.

My name is Josimar, but I'm not
with the company anymore.

We left.

I thought I should come here
and talk to you.

All right, go ahead.

I wanted to tell you...

I really admire you.

I think you're very decent,

and a beautiful woman.

Josimar,

you're drunk.

I did have a little bit to drink.
A little bit.

But I didn't drink,
and what we're trying to do

is help you, ma'am.

I know you're scared. We came
to say something for your own good.

Some three, four months ago,

you were away.

You were away,

and they had us do a job here,
at your building.

And it wasn't just us,
it was people from the company.

All the workers
who were in the building,

they had us bring some material,
and we were on the crew, weren't we?

And what material was this, Josimar?

You need to open up
the upstairs apartments.

Over in Block B,
where electricity's out.

- Apartment ten.
- No electricity.

Apartments ten

and twelve.

But what exactly happened?

We've told you everything we could.

Go up to those apartments,
open them up, and you'll see.

Open up those apartments.

See what's in there.

- We're leaving now, okay?
- No.

What did you bring,
how was it delivered and where?

You're going to tell me right now.

Tell her...

Ladjane?

Kick the ball, there's Grandma!

Pedro!

Dona Clara.

Hello, Roberval.

Thanks for coming, really.

It's nothing. I'm hereto help.

I think we should start around here.

Now, there's no power.

Now, Dona Clara,
do you have a warrant,

or some document?

I'm Clara's lawyer,
I take full responsibility.

Well, let's get to it.

I'm not going.
I'm not going up there. No way.

Is this the one?

Is it this one, Dona Clara?

That's the one.

Would you all move
back a bit, please?

This will be easy.

Dona Clara, I think it's better
if you didn't come in here.

I'm going in.

You with me?

The termites were brought here

from some demolition.

Would you look at that.

Bastards...

Holy shit...

This one's got more.

Yep, a lot more.

Dona Clara,
this one's even worse.

They brought
a whole colony of termites, look.

You want me to talk,
or would you rather do it?

I'll do the talking.

Make yourselves comfortable,
they'll be with you soon.

Good morning, good morning!

Good morning. Fixing to travel?

To what do we owe the honor?

This is my brother Antonio,

my nephew Tomás,

and this is Cleide,
friend and lawyer.

- What is it about?
- Shall we sit?

I'll be brief.

These documents

that Cleide and I found,

and which may be of interest to you.

- Can I see, Grampa?
- Where did you find these?

Ms. Clara...

Let me tell you something.

I just wanted to say...

Would you like to tell me...

Would you like to tell me what is
the meaning of this? You know why?

Because I'm a well-mannered person,

but if I wasn't,
I'd kick you out right now.

- What, over this?
- Exactly.

Take a look.

I have the originals.

Can I see, Grampa?

Dona Clara, I wasn't even born
when this happened.

This won't go anywhere.

There are things
that don't go anywhere, but...

if it causes you one single headache
when I publish these documents,

I'll be happy.

I don't know if it's in your best
interests or in those of your lawyer,

to tangle with our legal department.

Well, judging from the size
of your table, the legal department

must be huge.

You people are complete bastards.

What is this, kid?
Losing your sense of decency?

You think this is, what?
You're not at home.

Respect me,
or I'll lose respect for you.

- Calm down.
- Calm down my ass!

You're being disrespectful
in my own house.

Say it!

The second thing...

I survived cancer.

More than 30 years ago.

And these days,

I've been thinking about something.

I'd rather give you cancer

than having it myself.

Antonio, help me here.

What is this, Clara?

- Turn off that camera!
- Take it easy.

Go ahead, you can film this.

Turn off that camera now!

- Tomás, keep shooting.
- What is this?