All language subtitles for Adeus, Pai (1996)

this year my vacation was a little
diferent from other years.:

for the first time in my life
I spent some time with my father.

Every other year I just go
to Sintra,

with my mother and my grandmother.

We stayed at an old and huge house
that belonged to my granfather,

and we spent the entire summer there.
But this year was diferent.:

what I always dream happened.:

I spent the vacation with my father.

I've never been with my father.:

at our house I never see him
because he always arrives late,

When I'm asleeping.

He spends his life in reunions
and travelling,

or grabbed to his laptop or his cell,

never has time to be with me.

Every night I stay in my bedroom
waiting for him to come to me,

but my father never did once entered my room.

He never cared about me.

But these vacation, one night,
my father arrived earlier,

he changed clothing, grabbed his travelling bag,

walked into my room,
sat on my bed

and said.:

Filipe, this year
we'll be spending the vacation together!

us both, together!

I was overwhelmed and so glad
that I didn't said a thing.

Do you want it or not?

Yeah...

- We're going by plane?
- yeah...

I'll show you the most beautifull place
I have ever seen!

It was the first time I ever went on a plane,

and I wasn't scared.

We flew above the clouds,

as we were crossing a sea of cotton.

The place that my father wanted to show
me was A�ores islands.

Only later I remembered

that I have heard my mother talking about
these islands.

my dad slept the entire trip.

He looked very tired.

I wonder if he intendes to spend
his vacations sleeping?

Ladys and gentlemen, we have began
our descend.

Please fasten your safety belts.

Wanna hold my hand during landing?

I was in the middle of the clouds,

for the first time with my hand on my dad's hand.

I tought if it wasn't better to
pinch myself,

just to be sure I wasn't dreaming.

When we arrived at A�ores,

the first thing my dad did was
to buy some newspapers.

At the store I asked him if he could buy
me some crayon

and a notepad so I could draw.

Why haven't you brough some pencils and
paper with you?

Because I didn't know if I wanted
to draw something...

- And did you knew?
- When I saw you buy those newspapers!

The Taxi-driver was a very tall african
with very gentle eyes.

When we looked at him we felt he was going
to hug us.

Would you have liked to go to Sintra instead?

No...

Won't you miss your grandmother and mother?

Why?
I spend all year alone with them!

We stayed at a lady's house named D. Paula

that always walked around with her pockets
full of little birds...

D. Paula was limb and once in a while,

when she grabbed her glasses to ask questions,

she reminded me of my teacher.

The house was smaller and poorer then ours.

It was a simple house and warming with little
furniture, but all pretty.

In one of the boxes there was a painting
with a face of a sailor...

It's my dad. He was a sailor and a republican.

He died in the war of Spain...

When my father died I was three years old.

I don't remember him, nor being on his lap,

nor holding him or listeaning to his stories.

It's been sixty years I look at this portrait

and I think of how would my father's voice look like

and his smell.

You know your father's smell?

want a little bird?

Thank you, D. Paula. We like this house very much
and we're going to settle down.

Come on, Filipe,
let's pick your bedroom.

Like this house?

Don't feel like chatting?

What D. Paula said about her father
is sad...

what?
The fact that she doesn't remember about her father?

No, not that, if she was a little girl
when he died,

and couldn't remember him...

so what do you think it's sad?

that he never told her stories?

didn't your father told you stories
when you were a little boy?

yes...

- where they pretty?
- yes...

my dad enjoyed telling stories very much,

and listening also...

he said that life without storytellers
couldn't be good.

my teacher said that when we tell a story

we're saying who we are and what we like...

why did you wanted to come here to me?

because we've never been together...

that I know!

but why did you wanted to be with me
all of a sudden?

because I suddently realized that I
had a 13 years old son

that I don't know, that doesn't know me,
and maybe in need of a father...

Right?

Filipe, I never told you stories,
because I don't know how.

Everybody knows storytelling...

There are plenty of things I
haven't done with you,

but this vacation you'll have
me by your side all these days

and all nights, ok??

What do you want to do tomorrow?

I don't know...

Wanna go fishing?

ok...

You know how to fish?

- No...
- That's ok, I'll teach you!

What are you reading?

You like to read?

And also writing, too?

Sometimes...

Don't you have a diary?

No...

I had one when I had your age,

Where I wrote everything that
happened to me...

I started writing it when
my father died...

Well... cya tomorrow...

cya tomorrow.

sleep well.

are you happy to be here with me?

I was glad my father was for the
first time with me,

but I also felt he wan't as happy
as he looked

and I tought it was very strange to be
with him at that house

on that island, the both of us alone...

give me the baite and hook please.

give me the hook.

pull there.

yeah. go on,
keep pulling, slowly, slowly,

this is done slowly.

yeah, that's right.

done.

dad!

I'm glad you got a hold on your fishing stick.

you don't have a high fever...

here, drink.

shit! it's boiling! it's bitter!

that's because it's good for you.

want me to bring your magazines?

my head hurts...

the best you can do is try to sleep.

if you want to pee do it here.

don't go to the bathroom,
so you don't get a cold.

think you'll make a poo?

so you don't need any toilet paper.

want something else?

what are you going to do?

I'm just going for a walk...

don't be afraid, I won't get lost.

close the curtains a bit,
if you please...

have you ever gone fishing?

was it because of me that you did?

you don't need to do stuff you don't
know just to please me.

first time I saw Joana,
she was with her back to me,

in the midle of the room, playing violin:
looked like an aparition.

I was so stunned
that I totally forgot about my dad

and understood what love at first sight
really meant.

who are you?

I'm Filipe...

I'm Pedro...

How old are you?

thirteen...

I'm fourteen already.

what's your shoe size?

37...

mine is 42.

- do you have a girlfriend?
- No...

never had one?

- so..never touched a girl?!
- No...

never kissed?

I'm gonna have to teach you everything.

You're here on vacation with your family?

I'm alone with my dad.
and you guys?

we're alone without my dad!

did he died?

No...

two years agora he went to Am�rica to work...

never came back, and now he wants to divorce
from our mother.

- why?
- because he met another woman!

our father fell in love with
an american woman,

and wants to get married to her...
- and what are you going to do?

- we're going to get him!
- you're going to Am�rica?

we are.

if your father left
wouldn't you go get him?

I don't know...

Joana, is it hard to live without a dad?

hard enough, if he leaves and doesn't care about us.

and when we live with him but he doesn't care about us?

I don't know, Filipe, but that is probably worst...

why don't we get used to live without a dad?

if he dies, we have to get used, right?!

yes... if he dies we have to get used to...

I was chatting with Joana
about my dad,

but what I really wanted was to ask her

Joana, now that I know you
please don't go.

what are you drawing?

- My father...
- Your father? Doing what?

That's my father when he was a baby,
with his mother changing his diapers...

Who's that man on uniform
that is looking to the baby?

He is a sailor... Its the father of my father,
that is shouting at him.

Why shouting?

The father of my father was a sailor
like yours and when he came from the sea

shouted at my father,
because he didnt like him

and started saying that my father
wasn't his son...

Oh, Filipe! what nonsense is that?!

Mr. Dr. father
was a sailor to?

No, D. Paula, my father
was a high-school teacher,

he didnt know how to swim
and hated to be on a boat!

Why do you do this
to your father?

D. Paula didnt know us and didnt know
aything about our life,

that's why she didn't know
what i was doing,

I wanted to set things straight with my dad.

And the light that the sun gives me
isn't enough to warm me up

The love that the world has
doesn't come to say, it's all ok.

you are never with me.

And i grow up here behind you
Without seeing your eyes

To the mirror i call someone
Hoping to find you here.

Im never with you.

I can't change the past,
Filipe...

I'm very sorry, but i can't.

I would like that this holidays
helped you forgetting it...

I know that you suffered much because
I never had time to be with you,

but now we are here
the two of us together

and we could do all we wanted
what we never did...

why hadnt you got any time
to be with me?

Because my work
and my success...

were more important than you.

And i was afraid of becoming
arrested to you...

You have never played ball with me...

you have never entered in my room,
nor when i was sick...

you never wanted to know
about my school...

you have never asked me
if i had a girlfriend...

Do you have a girlfriend?

Father,
didn't you want me to be born?

Did you want or not?

No, Filipe, i didnt want...

I always told your mother that
i didn't want to have any children!

Why?

Becuase i always thought that kids
arrest us,

they make us become dependent on them,

Don't let us do the life
that we want!

Then why was i born?

Because your mother wanted so.

Filipe, i like you very much.

Why have we came here?

because I have very few time of
living.

- Are you sick?
- Yes.

Do you have AIDS?

No...
I've a cancer in my lungs...

And it has no cure?

No...
No it was discovered too late.

When you are going to die?

In few months...

Once i heard mother telling grandmother

that you had the idea that you
were going to die in A�ores...

- Thats why we came here?
- Yes...

When i first saw this islands,
you werent born yet,

i wrote your mother telling her

that when i was old
that i would like to come and die here.

When the holidays are over
i go back home alone?

You will...

Inside my chest it hurted

like if they were sticking
an iron into me.

But because i didnt want
that my father watched me crying,

i sallow the tears
and said nothing else.

are the oxen going to be killed now?

only tomorrow. Today they are introduced
to the people that are going to eat them,

to see how fat they are.

And the holy spirit likes
that this oxes are killed?

for what it seems, he does.

- Have you ever seen they kill them?
- Yes. they give them machete blows on the head,

then they open their chest and let
the blood drain to some earthenware bowls.

what an horror...

That's the way.

Are we going to have a snack?

When i was in the war
in Ang0la, I killed many black people!

Old, Young, men, women,

everything that crossed my path.

one day, i had killed more
than 20 Blacks, when suddenlly...

Bum!!!

I landed my feet on a mine
and i flied more than 20 meters high!

When i fell i didnt have legs
and i was almost dead.

And do you know who carried me
on his back,

during 2 days and 2 nights,
through the weeds?

A Black! Yes, sir, a Black!!!

i had been enjoying myself by
killing blacks

and it was one of them that came
to save my life!

Two days and two nights, while raining,
with me on his back, to the encampment!

One Black!...

Big bastard.

Do you know what he said
when i thanked him?

''Dont thank my anything
because the guilt and the sadness

''that you will feel
for the rest of your life

will be worst than if you
had died!''

And you, will you pay
a beer to Rodinhas?

We pay!

Father,
Have you killed Blacks in Africa to?

Yes...

With a machine-gun?

Yes...

Wasnt it hard to kill them?

Yes, Filipe, it was very hard...

If it wasnt to defend my life
i would never have killed anyone.

Did you suffer a lot in Africa?

A little bit...

I saw some of my friends die...

other became like Rodinhas.

It was the war that changed you?

Why do you ask that?

Because of your old photos:

before you had long hair,
you never used a tie,

you were always with male and female
friends, you hugged mother a lot...

It wasnt the war only...

When the war ended
there was a big party in our country,

and with much joy many people thought
that their lifes

and that the world and the other people
could change.

But when the party was over
we realized that nothing of that change,

will never change, the world is what it is today
what it was yesterday and what it is tomorrow.

Its us that change, Filipe,

When we grow up
and stop dreaming.

Did you stop dreaming?

I like you to, dad.

When i knew my father
and his life,

I understood mine better
and the world around me.

And when we understand
subjects we can start accepting them.

Do you like the Portuguese people?

Oh yes...

lt's a wonderful people, very kind...

l like very much the American women...

Oh yeah?! Why?

Because they are special!

- Do you have a boyfriend?
- No...

has never a boy asked you to be
your boyfriend?

yes, bu i didnt want to.

Why didnt you want?

Becuase i didnt like them.

They were younger than you?

Some were, others no.

Ive never imagined that i would
see the sunrise with you...

Dad, what was your age
when your father died?

- I had your age...
- How did he died?

- he killed himself...
- Why?

- Because he displeaseded life...
- Did you miss him a lot?

I did...

My father was a very good man,
had a lot of patience for me.

We were great friends...

if he liked you that much,
how could he left you?

I never knew
why did my father commit suicide,

and my mother never wanted to talk,
about it but must have suffered a lot...

people kill themselves
because they suffer a lot.

you and grandmother became poor?

We did...
Why do you ask that?

did you marry mom to become rich?

No, Filipe, when i married
your mom i was already a lawyer!

- in her father's office...
- Who told you?

I always heard grandmom mariana telling mom

that you married her to keep
grandfathers office...

Your grandmom mariana never
liked me...

Why have you married her?

When your mother got pregnate your
granfather became furious when he knew.

i was a simple trainee
in his office...

he demanded that your mother didnt have
the child, but she wanted you...

Then your grandfather made us marry...

and made me his partner.

- You could havent married, couldnt you?
- I could...

And if you hadnt married
maybe i wasnt born...

Dad, do you regret dying?

I do...

for living me or for living your
office and your success?

for living you, Filipe.

Ei! Ei, you there!

~you cant swim naked!

Im sorry,
But we didnt know...

This is not france here!

In france people swim naked
! Not here!

And if a lady or a girl walked by
walked by,

and saw you that way?
D you think well? Do you?

But we thought that no one walked by
here at this time of the day...

Ah you thought! But you thought wrong,
because you didnt thought of me...

And if i took your clothes?
H�? How would you get out of there?

But what do you want?! you want
me to go there to talk to you, thats it?!

Thats what i would like to see!

Are you dumb or what?

Ungratefull...

One day you will miss me...

When i wont be here to look for you,
you will regret...

And you, my boy, don't worry
that you'll get yours

Ungratefull...
band of ungratefull people ...

We're you born in Africa?

Yes...

- And what did you do in Africa?
- I tamed elephants.

- The big ones?!
- The big and small ones.

- How did you do that?
- I talked with them,

I gave them a bath, walk with them,
Played hide and seek,

and at night told them stories.

- Thats true?
- Thats true!

They never steped on you?

No. elephants are very carefull
with people that they like.

Do you miss them?

I do.

Why dont you go back there?

because in Africa there is much war
and famine.

and elephants are all dying.

Girls are like us:
only think in sex!

Maybe they think more than us on that!

They all want what we want:
Bull fight!

Do you know Paula from the pharmacy?

never invited you to go there to weigh
yourself when her father isn't there?

yes, you are stll a youngling...

To people like me she takes us inside
to weigh us

and then it is a great bull fight.
- Why?

- Because what takes your weight is the table
- What does she do?

everything! everything goes! we only
can't end her verginity,

the rest is what the people want!

Pedro...

... do you think your sister
is like all the others?

The hell she isnt! I couldnt catch her,
until now

But i bet that she and her teacher
dont play only violin!

How old is her teacher?

The hell i know! about you dad's age!

Sometimes new girls prefer
older men...

They have the craze that they have
more experience than us!

One more beer please!

you are very quiet...

- Its because of joana?
- yes...

- Est�s apaixonado por ela?
- I think so...

- How long?
- Since ive seen her...

- And does she know?
- No...!

- Arent you thinking in telling her?
- I dont know...

What do we do when we like
a woman?

we tell her...

- Or we show her...
- How do you show?

being all around her, giving her
attention, offering her presents,

involving her in affection and kindness ,

becoming interested on her life,

for her family...

Does her brother knows that you are
in love for her?

He realized...

When he taught me masturbation
he told me to think on his sister!

Do you masturbate?

No. But i tell Pedro yes,
for him not to upset him!

What else did Pedro taught you?

All!...

- All!...
- Yes, All!...

Dad...

What?

And if i go to America
with them?

Would you leave your mother?

No... I would go with them to America,
I would get a job there,

marry Joana,
then i would come to get mom.

Notice that in America people earn
a lot of money!

it doesnt seem bad to me...

but i think that you should think better.
Its a serious decision...

Why?

because it is always dangerous
to leave people that we love.

We can lost them.

But then i will lose joana...

its a choice that you must do.

Do we always have to chose?

One of the most bitter things in our life
in our life,

Its the choices that we must do...

Sometimes we fear to grow up...

And where is the by going
at this time of the night?

- Nowhere...
- Nowhere?

So your father knows where is the boy
going at this time of the night, does he?

So are we going to ask your dad?

where is the boy going
at this time of the night?

- Nowhere! realease me!
- Lets ask your dad.

Filipe! Filipe! Come here Filipe!

ungrateful. bunch of ungratefulls.

Are you really going to America?

yes...

- Can i go with you?
- You can... and your father?

my father isnt th only thing to me!

Your father will die soon...

Why do you want to come with me
to America?

Because i like you.

I like you to, but it is early
for you to leave your family.

you are more important
than my family.

When you are older,
if you sill like me,

You will meet me...

You will get a boyfriend
before i grow up.

No. I promise not.

take that,
for you to remember your promise.

Did you leave yesterday?

I left...

Did you go meet with joana?

I did...

Did you tell her
that you were in love for her?

No.

- You didnt kiss her to?
- No.

Why do you and mom only make love
when you go out at night

or at sunday mornings?

What?!
How do you know that?!

Because i was many times at the door
of your room

listening you and mom making love.
- Did you get up and go to our room?

Only to the door...

have you never entered?

No...
I was always afraid to see...

Why?

At first, I didnt know
what it was,

I thought that
you were hurting mom.

After, when i knew
what you were doing,

I was afraid to see...

please...

- What do you want?
- One tonic gin...

one tonic gin?!
Are you used to drink tonic gin?

No... I was joking.
I want a coke.

One coke, a coofee
a sparkling water, please.

Do you want a newspaper?

No... Dont worry about me,

you can read freely
that i dont bother.

Have you ever spoke with mom about
your journeys to our room?

Are you crazy?! Those arent conversations
to have with your mother!

they dont...

I didnt speak with mom,
but i spoke with grandmother Mariana...

Have you spoken with grandmother Mariana?!

Yes. Who did you want me to talk to?
With the neighbours?

No... no I didnt want you to talk
with neighbours...

And what did she told you?

if i hear you and mother
in bed

She would make us company in hell!

- It had to be!
- Excuse me...

Have you made love with other women,
besides mom?

- I did...
- Are they all the same?

- how the same?
- making love. Are they all the same?

They are... well, they arent...

- I dont know! I dont know...
- Dont you?!

What an hell of conversation!

Wo do you want me to talk
about this? With grandmother Mariana?

no, i dont want you to speak
with grandmother mariana ...

I want you to speak with me...

Then tell me if women are all the same
when making love!

yes... all the same...

Basically women and men
are the same...

Like animals, like the dogs,
the cats...

Now there are differences...

People are different from each other
from each other...

There are some more interested...
more interested...

more lived... more...

Damn! I don't know! I don't know!

I dont know, there!
When you grow up you will see!

What was your age when you made
love for the first time?

sixteen years old...

Only then?! Cant we make love before?

you can, off course you can...

Then why didnt you do it ?

I didnt do it because the opportunity didnt show up!
What a conversation!

Dont you like to speak about women?

I do...

What do you think of Joana?

She is funny...

Do you think i can invite her
to make love with me?

I dont know... well...
maybe its better...

What?...

Maybe you shouldnt invite her...

- She is too old for me?
- And...

Alright... i wont invite her.

Poor father.

He became so worried
with my questions,

that he didnt notice that it had been one
of the most beatifull days on the holidays .

Finally i could speak with him.

From men to men
about the sucject that every men like,

women.

Are you seeing, branco?
Your father married Joana!

And you? Don't you want to marry me?
H�? Don't you?

Catch the branc0, catch him!

Catch the branc0 that he is going
to marry me, Catch him! Catch the branc0!

Catch the branc0 that he is going
to marry me, Catch him!

Catch the branc0 that he is going
to marry me, Catch him! Catch him!

Catch the branc0 that he is going
to marry me!

Catch the branc0 that he is going
to marry me! Catch him!

You shouldn't have left your mother!

Its your fault!
We must never leave our mother!

Mother...

Mother...

Mother...

Wake up Filipe! there son, Wake up!
Wake up son!

it's over, it's over...

there...
there, it was just a dream...

I knew it had been a bad dream,

but the pain in my chest
was very big.:

in dreams it is more difficult to run away
from the things that make us suffer,

becuase they are inside us,
in our heads.

V�, calm down, im going to get some water.

Filipe, you have a visit.

Can i come in?

You can!...

- How do you feel?
- Well...

Do you still have fever?

I think so...

Who told you that
i was sick?

- Your father...
- My father?!

Yes...

- Are you leaving tomorrow?
- Yes...

Filipe...

I like you very much.
And i will never forget you.

It was my first love kiss...

UNtil it get dark i havent opened
the eyes nor moved the mouth

not to let escape
that hot and permfumed smell.

The day that Joana and Pedro
left I realized

that the holidays had come to the end

and after taht it was me
who had to left.

Do you miss your mother
and grandmohter?

No...

- is it hard to deal with them?
- Sometimes...

The scary empire of women!

Do you enjoyed this holidays?

have you got everything right with me

Don't be sad. You will always remember
me and this holidays!

A gift for you.

I would like that the first thing
you wrote in that diary

was a story told by me.
Want it?

Okay so, come and sit here next to me...

on your lap?

The music that I'm always listening to
is from a man which name was Bach.

He was a great composer,
a splendid organist,

and, above all, a great man
and friend of everybody:

wife, sons
and all other men.

One day he made a big trip
and when returned home

he saw that his wife and two of
their childs have died.

He went to the graveyard, prayed for them,

and when he returned home
he wrote in his diary:

''My god, please make that I
don't lose the happiness inside me.''

My father didn't want to take me to the airport.

He told me that leaving in a taxi isn't
the same thing as leaving in a plane.

When someone gets into a taxi no one
tells him goodbye forever...

Suddenly, my father started dancing.

Quis que a �ltima imagem
que eu guardasse dele,

fosse uma imagem de alegria
e de amor por mim.

When I arrived to Lisboa I had
the smell of my father stuck in the clothes.

I will never forget him.

Have you finished your essay, Filipe?

Yes, teacher..

You can leave it up here in the desk...

What's going on?

''Bye, father''?...

- Your father left, Filipe?
- No, teacher...

So you left him?

No, teacher... my father died...

What?!

Filipe!... Filipe!...

Where are you going at this time?
What?!

Nowhere!
I'm going home, let me go home.

And who authorized you boy
going home?

Let me go! Let me go!

Filipe! Filipe! Come here Filipe!

Filipe, come here!

ungratefull!...

Hello Filipe...

Hy.

Your magazines haven't arrived yet.

- I wanted to buy this diary.
- Is it for you or to offer?

- � para mim.
- Ent�o ofereco-to eu.

Thank you very much.

- Hello.
- Hy...

- Do you want to go for a walk?
- No...

What do you have?
Messed you up in the school?

No...

My parents sign today the divorce

Is your father here?

No... It's his lawyer who signs.

Me and Joana, we're going to spend
Christmas holidays with him!

I've already found whom
my daughter is dating with!

- With who?...
- With Bruno from the fifth floor!

I saw both in the garden with hand to hand,
kissing and hugging each other...

He rubbed her breasts and put the hands
beneath her skirt...

A coupple of time and the virginity
of my sister goes away!

Who's there?

Is Pedro at home?

No. He must be down there riding his bike.
Are you Filipe?

Yes...

Do you want to leave some message?
for my btother

No.

Sorry, I'm in the middle of
a vi0lin class. Bye.

Maria Helena had already come from London.
She brought some beautiful suits.

A little excentric for my taste.

You shoul go there do some shopping.
That way you would rest.

- I don't need to go out, mother.
- Yes you do, get out of here, take a trip,

do some shopping, meet interesting people.

It was what I did when your father
went out of the country.

You're very quiet...

Was the day at school nice?

Yes, it was...

What have you done?

The same as yesterday...

Haven't you done nothing new today?

- I've done an essay...
- About what?

Last holidays...

What have you told? Did you speak about
our trip to Sintra,

and about the fall of grandmother Mariana?

E da maneira como voc�s riram de mim,

e n�o me ajudaram?

May I come in, madam?

Yes.

The doctor's driver brought the grossery.

- Do you want anything from him?
- Yes, I do.

Ask him to come here.

Filipe, do you know why does your teacher
want to talk with me?

No...

She called this afternoon and asked me
to pass by tomorrow in the school.

Have you done something wrong?

Good afternoon, madam.
Mrs. Mariana...

Hello...

- Good afternoon, little Filipe.
- Good afternoon.

Mr. Amadeu. Tomorrow afternoon I need
you come get me.

para irmos � escola
d0 menin0 Filipe.

- What time, madam?
- About 3 o'clock. Okay?

Alright, madam.

The Doctor has already told me that tomorrow
he doesn't need me all day long...

In the end you want to take Sunday,little Filipe to
the football, or not?

Yes I want, my lady!
It will be a great game!

- Do you know if the doctor comes in the afternoon?
- No i don't, madam.

The Doctor said to me to bring
the shopping and return to grab him,

but he didn't say what hours
he is going back home...

Okay, Mr. Amadeu,
thank you very much... See you tomoorow.

See you tomorrow, madam.

Mam Mariana...

Good afternoon, little Filipe.
See you on Sunday.

Good afternoon.

You only go to the football if you go to the church
with me!

From more than one month you give me
excuses not to go with me!

- Mother...
- What?

Do you rather he goes to the football
whit that nigga instead going to the church with me?

Who knows what that man teachs him!

Mother, can I go to my bedroom?

Yes...

Mother, why haven't you done
what my father wanted?

My father?...

- What did my father want?
- He wanted that you didnt't allow me to born!

Let him see what he can get,
if he needs tell to use diferent names.

para 0 l0te d0s pequenos subscritores,
como � h�bito.

OK, we'll go in now... About the one
outside, speak with Shar0n.

and tell her to buy some quilograms of gold
through the off shore of Gibraltar...

No, no, just the 2 millions of dolares
we set free last week.

This is getting pretty difficult with
the Yeltsin.

IF the guy goes carzy
it will be a big mess...

yes, indeed, it's better jumping now...

Fine, it's all for now.
I'll call him tomorrow from paris.

Ok...

See you tomorrow. Thanks...

Hi? Carmo?

Is everything alright?
Is Jo�o at home?

Are the kids good?

Yes he is, it should be right, must be
asleep, I haven't seen him today yet.

Kisses.

Jo�o? How did that happen?

Good, congratulations! Our friend Jardim
must be dying, no?

Listen one thing, our first one
will streche the rope right?

Look, for me that's tottally irrelevant.

No, that's not the problem. If somehow,
he fells, I will completely go down.

No, it isn't just the bag.

The question is that I have guys
stuck in a bunch of constructions,

in "Expo" and "Nova Ponte". If this change...
I'm completely screwed up.

I can't, I'm going to Paris,
to the nautic saloon

and see if i can replace the little boat.

Alright, we will lunch next week.
Deal.

Bye, take care.