Original subtitles

BIRTHRIGHT

You're home already.

-What do you want to eat? -Nothing.

-Did you see my messages? -Listen...

I just had this...

really crappy day.

They're not going to renew my residency papers again.

-They can't do that. -It's the 3rd time I go.

Each time, they ask for something new and different. It's just so annoying.

Tom, why don't we settle this for good?

It's just bureaucracy. We just sign the papers.

We don't have to do a party if you don't want to.

Beni...

Things are going well for us, Tom.

Why don't you let me take care of you, baby?

No soldiers left behind, right?

My mother died.

She looked so old.

It's been 10 years since you saw her, baby.

I guess I'm getting older too, right?

We all are.

THE DEAD LIVE ON IN OUR MEMORIES

Thomas?

I'm sorry.

I did everything I could to get here earlier, but I couldn't.

You are Thomas, right?

Dr. Malta.

Vera, please. Vera!

I'm so sorry.

-You must be the boyfriend. -Beni.

-It's a pleasure! -Likewise.

-You speak Portuguese? -A little.

Ms. Vera, thank you.

If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have known.

Don't worry, dear.

It was the least I could do.

It was eight years working with me.

She was almost...

Not almost, she was a second mother to my kids.

Then, about a year ago,

she just quit, out of the blue.

She never gave me an explanation.

She could be pretty...

impulsive.

I know.

Then last week I got this call.

I went to get her things, because...

I hoped that...

I would be able to take her home with me,

when she got better.

Does the name Dores Felizes remind you of anything?

No.

It's a small town in the countryside.

I found this photo.

It is you, isn't it?

I think so.

Thomas...

you have two aunts who still live there.

Victoria and Berta.

They were the ones who told me about you.

What do you mean?

-Your mother... -Never told you about me.

Right?

Last time I visited Regina,

I told her about your aunts

and that I was trying to contact you.

She was already so sick, so weak...

but she got so agitated.

It seemed she had woken up, Thomas.

She brought her hand to her chest...

held this for a while...

then closed her eyes again.

She couldn't talk anymore...

but I understood what she wanted.

She wanted you to have this.

Hilda?

Hilda.

She was my grandmother.

What a crazy story, Tom.

Can you believe my mother never told me about her?

Jesus...

Is that the house?

Yes.

And your mother never told you about any of this?

No.

What's in the box?

This book is really weird.

"Mother of All, born in 1650...

Some believe her body was kept by her followers...

as an artifact of worship."

This shit is crazy.

Vera says that she can help us sell the house.

She also offered to take us there.

It's close to here, a couple hour's drive.

If we leave in the morning, we could be back by evening.

Do you want to go?

Do you think the house is worth anything?

It's always worth a little something.

I must say the money would come at a good time.

What do you do in Berlin, Thomas?

I'm in between jobs at the moment.

And you, Beni?

He is a professor.

He teaches at a university.

I'm also a researcher in sociology.

Impressive!

What's that? Looks like a lake.

All this is part of the land, since we crossed the gate.

It's my lake then.

Until you sell it, I guess it is.

Ms. Victoria.

It's really you!

Thomas!

My darling!

-Ms. Victoria... -Aunt, aunt! Aunt Victoria!

Let's go inside, shall we?

Berta, get over here! He has arrived.

Wow, how handsome you are, so strong, so grown!

Mother would be so happy to see you!

Come on, Berta, make way. Let's go inside.

There is fresh coffee.

I'm sorry, we are so emotional.

-You must be Dr. Malta? -Vera.

Doctor, you have no idea how grateful we are

that you brought our boy back home.

-Don't mention it. -This is Beni.

He is a friend.

-Nice to meet you. -Likewise.

He's not from here?

-No, but he speaks Portuguese. -A little bit.

-Hello. -Hello.

How are you? Sorry, that's all I know!

Don't be so foolish.

-Let's go. -I just baked a cake!

Come on. Let's go inside!

Let's have some coffee, then take a tour of the house.

Wow, that's beautiful!

Apple, cinnamon and euphrasia, it's mother's recipe.

-It looks great. -Mandinha, come here.

Serve us some coffee.

Don't mind her, she is shy.

She's mute.

That's lovely, thank you.

Here, have another bite.

I'll serve you two slices.

It's delicious, guys!

Delicious!

Delicious?

Here's a little bit more.

I'm on a diet.

-Diet? But it is so tasty. -Well...

You don't remember much about the house, right?

Berta, when Regina took him away, he wasn't even two.

How could he remember?

But he was born here.

But does one remember where one was born?

You're crazy.

Why so surprised, boy?

Regina never told you?

It was Berta who delivered you.

She brought you into the world.

Right here, in this house.

We never let anybody touch this room.

It's the same as it was when you left.

It was the least we could do.

We never gave up on finding you, Thomas.

I remember this.

Hello? Hello?

The year Regina took you away,

there was a fire at the farm that destroyed almost everything here.

It was such a heavy year for us!

We managed to get the house up again,

but then it started crumbling again.

You had to see this place in its golden years, son.

At the time you were born, we produced everything here.

Cheese, jelly, marmalade...

The tastiest jam you can imagine!

Who knows, maybe with your arrival things will change.

You have mother's blood, you are young.

I can't, Ms. Victoria.

My life is in Germany nowadays.

I know, dear. But one can only dream, right?

Did you know that mother also lived in Germany?

-Really? Where? -Yes.

I don't even remember. Right, Berta? That was so many years ago...

Actually, she was born in Hungary. That's close, isn't it?

I didn't know that.

There is so much that you don't know, Thomas.

We have so much to talk about.

It's a shame I have to leave today...

What? No, no, no! What's the hurry?

No, stay a few more days.

I don't know...

The house is yours!

We'll talk some more.

You'll get acquainted with the house, with Hilda.

We'll roast a lamb!

-Won't it be a burden? -A burden? Are you crazy?

You'll have the house all to yourself.

-We don't live here. -That's right.

This was mother's house, now it's yours.

We live nearby.

She was Hungarian, Beni.

They say they have her birth certificate somewhere here.

Could you imagine?

I'd get my European passport.

Life would be so much easier for us.

I know, but...

This is not Ipanema beach, baby.

You know what?

I think I could use this time

to get to know a little bit more about everything.

There is a lake.

We could go for a swim.

I guess you're right.

It'll be good for you to stay. They're your family after all.

You're my family.

My dears...

I'm sorry, but I really need to go.

-I have... -We're staying.

That's great!

Call me if you need anything.

Of course, thank you.

Reception here is not great, but...

Don't worry, we'll be all right.

Thank you.

There's something missing here.

Hi, y'all. I'm Beni. Very nice to meet you.

This looks comfortable.

A gun, Beni!

Feel like hunting, baby?

Welcome to the haunted mansion.

Everything looks so old.

-Don't break the walls, honey! -Sorry.

Jesus Christ!

This looks just like me. Do you think it's me?

It is you. One century ago.

I thought so.

Look at their names.

There must be a key somewhere.

Wow.

This is just not right. The keys they left don't work.

Maybe that's where they hide the skeletons.

Maybe in the kitchen.

What, the skeletons?

No...

The keys, you silly.

I think I found our room.

-Why did you bring this? -Jesus, you scared me. Don't do that.

Did you pick this from the trash?

Yes.

-Sorry, I... I think... -It's ok.

It's ok. It's just...

It's worthless.

Right?

Ok.

Baby...

We'll have to do something about these beds, don't you think?

Yes, we will.

Beni?

Love?

I didn't know you were here. Excuse me.

It's "salty" water.

It's salty water...

There is this saying in Brazil.

The last one in is the wife of a priest!

Not fair!

Three... Wow!

Look at you! Such a sportsman!

We have this thing called "bananeira."

-"Bananera." -Bananeira.

A penny for your thoughts.

Nothing.

Nothing special.

Fucking mosquitoes!

I had a hell of a scare last night.

I woke up to grab a glass of water, I found that girl...

Amanda?

Sleeping in this tiny room next to the kitchen.

I didn't notice.

Maybe my aunts left her there.

To serve us?

That's fucked up, Tom.

Yeah.

I guess this must be common around here.

It is.

Not cool.

Hey... I'll talk to Victoria, ok?

Now I'm getting hungry.

Sorry, but we're out of "pão de queijo."

I'm sure we won't starve in this house.

You're not the only one hungry here, for fuck's sake.

I guess we've got company.

Yes!

Tom!

-What? -I'm going to take some pictures.

Baby, seriously?

It's a beautiful day.

I'll be there soon.

Give me the bag.

-Try not to get lost, ok? -I will.

What is this place?

Fuck.

It's beautiful there.

Shame I can't go anymore. My leg...

Thank you, Ms. Berta.

Wow! This one...

What?

This one is even better than yesterday's.

-You really think so? -Yes.

Here, son, I brought mother's things for you.

In this envelope are some papers, are those documents I told you about.

But be careful.

These papers are very old.

Hey, boy! Come here.

-Do you want a piece of cake? -Auntie, look.

Hungry?

No? Yes?

-Yes! -Thank you.

No!

That's mother's chair!

Sit here.

The chair, just...

No problem.

Sorry about that.

-Sorry. -It's ok.

Ms. Victoria, about the girl...

Amanda?

What about her? Did she do something?

No, it's just we are so used to being on our own.

We'd feel more at ease if she didn't have to stay.

Of course, son. You're the boss here, ok?

We just thought you could need something.

I understand. I really do.

But it won't be necessary. Thank you.

Eat up, boy!

Delicious?

Another slice, Thomas?

Thank you, Ms. Berta, I'm going to explode.

Come on! Good food is not fattening.

-Let's save it for tomorrow? -Ok, it's up to you.

Look at this one.

Is that Hilda?

No. That's your aunt Tamara.

Another aunt?

From another branch of the family.

When you were born, everybody came to see you.

It was a huge event, right, Berta?

How I miss seeing this house full of people.

Berta, look, it's Gaspar!

Those pictures in the corridor... Who are those people?

Everyone's family. Those are the closest ones.

The ones who always came to visit.

Now...

Look at this one.

She always looked so sad.

Things were never easy for Regina.

You know, Thomas...

Regina never dealt very well with the pregnancy.

Some people are not prepared. It's a huge responsibility.

My father, did you know him?

We never had the chance to meet him in person.

Unfortunately.

She never...

talked about him. Actually, she just...

she just avoided it.

You know, Thomas, Berta and I never had kids.

We couldn't give mother that joy.

Is there a picture of her?

Of mother?

We keep her things here.

Amazing.

Everything looks so new.

Mother brought all this from Europe with her.

These things have more than 200 years.

Almost 300.

She always took care of the family's things.

May I?

What about this one?

That is mother's necklace.

She only wore it on special occasions.

-Is that Hilda? -Yes.

That's mother.

This is weird.

Could we leave tomorrow?

Please?

Baby...

Vera is coming Sunday morning. Just one more day.

They will roast a lamb...

specially for us tomorrow.

Do you hear this?

What?

The sound of silence.

I've been wondering how my life would be...

You know? Like...

If my mom didn't take me away.

Thomas, the farmer?

A quiet life.

A boring life.

And now this!

They said it would happen sooner or later, baby.

I know, but... still...

Ok.

I'll check in the kitchen.

Victoria said they have some candles here.

Thomas...

"Tamás"...

"Tamás."

"Tamás."

Tom?

Tom?

Tom?

Tom?

Tom?

Morning, sleepyhead.

-Good morning. You were... -They used this place to mature cheese.

Amazing, isn't it?

They said that these shelves...

used to be full of cheese.

All kinds of it.

-Are you alright? -Can you imagine...

these shelves full of cheese?

Make us wonder.

Jesus!

No, no, no! No one in the kitchen now!

Thomas? Do you know where I can find him?

Thomas no! Out!

-You still don't like them. -They closed the door on my face!

They just need space to prepare the lamb.

They threw me out too.

Probably a secret recipe, we don't know.

They left snacks by the table, did you see?

I'm not hungry. I woke up kind of sick.

Maybe because you forgot how it is to smell of fresh air.

You know, like the smell of grass.

Not that grass you're thinking.

You didn't answer me.

These women don't have punk rock bands, they don't worship the devil

and don't have weird marks behind their necks.

You're reading too much Stephen King.

-Just check one more time. -Beni, they're my family.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I'm not well, forget it.

They're just trying to please me, ok?

They never had kids.

I was the child of the house before my mom took me away.

And your suffering is about to end

because you just have to wait one more day.

-Ok... Ok. -And not just a regular day.

-What do you mean? -Didn't you buy me a gift?

It's my birthday.

I thought your birthday was in December.

Me too. That's so crazy, right?

A toast, my darling.

-A toast. -To you.

-Speech! Speech! -Berta...

Berta, leave the boy alone.

I just wanted to say that I'm very happy to be here.

I'm very happy to have met you.

And that's it!

Hooray!

Wow...

Didn't I tell you he would like the liquor?

The apples are from our backyard.

Mother's relatives brought the recipe with them.

Very good.

It's strong, but it's good.

We salute the great day

That you celebrate today

May the house where you live

Be the home of joy

A refuge from misfortune

Happy Birthday!

Now make a wish.

My dear!

I loved it!

Sleep well. Did you like it?

Pardon, Madam Hilda.

Mandinha, let's go.

No, no, no, no.

-I'm heading to bed. -I'll be there in a minute.

I'm gonna take a shower first.

Ok.

She has it too.

There you are.

"When the chosen child is born,

Ildikó will be brought back to life."

-What are you doing? -I found the photos.

Come, I'll show you. I just have to connect this.

Here, look.

I'm not crazy. Can you see?

What?

The thing, the scars or whatever the hell that is.

I can't believe you're still pushing this.

Why don't you listen to me?

This fucking house!

Tom, please listen to me.

There's something really fucked up going on in this place.

I found the pictures I took of your mother's book.

Do you remember? The one she left you?

She didn't leave me anything.

I think this is some kind of cult, Tom.

These people idolize an entity called Ildikó.

Ildikó... Hilda.

You see?

They believe they'll bring her back to life with a ritual.

A sacrifice, I don't know.

Your mother must have found something out.

-And she took you away before... -Ok, stop!

Why don't you listen to me?

I feel like you're not the same.

I didn't know what I was expecting when I arrived.

But since I got here...

I started remembering things.

Ancient things.

You were a baby when you left this place.

It's a fantasy.

Maybe I realized I don't need to depend on anyone.

And I can live my own life.

Your mother was trying to protect you. Can't you see that?

-You're acting just like her. -Oh, stop, Thomas.

-I just want what's best for you. -You're even talking like her now.

Thomas, listen.

I know what I saw. Something is not right in this place.

I never had anything close to a home...

close to a family...

You'll never know what it's like to live a life the way I did.

Always in a different town, no friends...

No one to protect me...

No one to take care of me...

Now that I've finally found this place, you come up with this crap.

-Tom... -She always used to say

that she was putting me first.

That's how she justified the shit that she did.

"I only want what's best for you," she said.

That's bullshit.

She was so selfish she managed to make my life an extension of hers.

And for what, Beni?

Look at me now.

Following you around.

Like a puppy.

What kind of life is that?

I'm not your mother, Tom.

I'm not your mother.

Maybe I have a new chance here.

Start producing cheese...

What are you talking about?

Take care of the farm.

Are you out of your mind?

We already have a life.

Together, in Berlin.

I need to be alone.

Tom, open the door.

Tom?

It's time

for you to become the man of the house.

Tom, are you there?

What the fuck?

No! No! No!

Mom? Mom?

Get yourself together. Fast.

I came when I got your message. Are you all right?

-We need to leave. -What's going on?

-I'll explain. I'll go get Thomas. -Ok.

We're living this place. You two stay out of my way.

I know what your plan is. I'm taking him out of here right now.

You stay away from him, you witches.

What is going on, son?

Your friend is so nervous.

Come on, Tom. Let's get out of here.

I'm not going.

-You can't be serious. Listen... -I don't want that life for me anymore.

Our life, you mean?

What have you done to him?

Leave them alone, Beni.

Can't you see these two are planning some creepy shit?

There's a fucking crypt under the house!

This is my house. I should never have left.

I think we'd better go.

Bye, Beni.

Now!

I'm so confused.

Don't worry, my love.

Eat, dear, eat.

You did the right thing, Thomas.

That guy was pretty nice, but he didn't like you.

If he did, he would have stayed here.

Berta is right.

He should never have tried to take you away from here.

-Like Regina did. -That lunatic!

Regina gave birth to you, that's true.

But anyone could do that.

That doesn't make her a mother.

Open your mouth.

Mother...

There's only one.

I checked the papers on this land.

No official register.

What?

This Hilda, the grandmother... nothing on her either.

As if she never existed.

Why didn't you say this before?

Because we're in the middle of nowhere, Beni.

There was a guy with a gun. These people may be dangerous.

Thomas can't stay there.

We'll go to the police, ok?

I left this gate open.

Hold on.

See if there is...

Take him to mother, Amanda.

-Let her smell it. -No!

"Tamás."

"Tamás."

-You two, move away from him! -You!

No!

No!

Wake up, Tom!

Tom!

No!

Tom?

Tom!

Tom!

Get up, let's go.

Let's go.

Baby.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Tom, wake up. We have to get out of here.

You came back for me...

No soldiers left behind, right?

BIRTHRIGHT