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Captain, do you know if this island Is infested by sleep disease?

Does it sleep, in the kitchen?

My condolences, For the death of your friend.

He was a believer, right?

He had a Christ in cross here.

It was just a tattoo, Harris.

You know...

It has a meaning, to die as his destination approaches.

These men ...

They can explain it to you.

What does that mean, To die so close to the arrival?

It means that the person had already died on board.

You didn't know, doctor,

But it turns out that you travel alone.

Is it supposed to cheer me up,

Or worry?

I don't know.

Everyone will draw their own conclusion.

But you will admit,

It is rather reassuring that there is An explanation to all these facts ...

inexplicable.

Doctor Afonso Paiva!

I am Ismael Dos Santos, Boa Esperança exploitation.

I thought that you came accompanied.

You have the information, For the death certificate?

No.

This island loves bureaucracy.

No one spoke his dialect, I don't know where or when he was born.

But all called him Murata.

Can we go?

I only have coins from the Congo.

Give them what you have.

Here, everything does the trick.

Go tell the parish priest to open the chapel.

This creature has its place here?

I don't know.

But it's the only place where we can leave it.

We are in the house of God

and men of God.

There will only be one night left.

Tomorrow, We will send someone to bury it.

Quickly ! Get out the way!

Is it a murata?

Yes.

Is that your friend's?

It was.

I had never seen it.

My boss says that with this weapon, The Japanese will watch the Chinese.

And in a hundred years

We will all be yellow.

More negroes or whites, than yellows.

- You don't have a weapon to you? - No.

I never learned to shoot.

The boss found me more gifted for figures.

Hue!

Good morning.

- Welcome to Boa Esperança. - Thank you so much.

Quick, we hurry!

In front of me ! Faster than that!

Come here!

Doctor?

You keep the rifle Or do I take her to armory?

You can leave it, thank you.

Hello, Gentlemen.

Good morning.

Here is Doctor Afonso Paiva.

He will work with us.

Do not try to deceive him.

He worked for a long time in Congo

and knows perfectly make a difference between a patient

and a fabricator.

Who goes out today?

Who goes out today?

Number 582, bed 7.

Tell me his name, damn it!

Ernesto Capim.

- Are you talking about Portuguese? - Yes, doctor.

So when you get out of here, You will tell others

that the new doctor is not naive.

- Did you understand? - Yes, doctor.

I will give you a tip.

To ventilate the room, Open this side.

Never open The window behind you,

The wind carries the smell of fermentation Cocoa is unbreathable.

I see that there is an acclimatization area For contracts under contract.

- Is she still in service? - Yes.

We have a difficult group there.

It's a place Less humid and less hot.

We do not attribute them of arduous tasks.

But when they get here, They take reality hard.

The cries of bats remind me The swallows from here.

Listen.

I am on this island For over fifteen years.

Sometimes I tell myself that I will never leave.

We get used to everything.

How old are you?

Sixty years?

Two more, sixty-two.

I'm too old To enhance me in the metropolis.

But you are still young.

I am surprised that you have chosen to come and bury yourself here.

But every man has his reasons.

I found this card in an abandoned exploitation.

It seems that it is the owner, A freedman, who painted him.

It indicates the plantations, But there are much more today.

Here, for example.

It lacks the infant exploitation And all the others in this area.

But there is the most curious.

Here there are communities slaves descendants

escaped from plantations.

In the forest. Here...

Here ... here and here too.

They say they live like savages.

So isolated that some would never have seen a white man.

But given the regularity with which our food disappears,

Chickens and goats ...

I think they see us,

But we don't see them.

You worked For a Belgian company in Congo?

Flemish, Antwerp.

A beautiful city.

Majestic, richness buildings!

- Did you go there? - No.

- It was in the rubber trading? - and ivory.

It's wise, not to be hostage of a single raw material.

Unlike us!

Cocoa, still cocoa.

Unfortunately, We have no elephants.

I am delighted that you have agreed to come.

It's hard to find experienced doctors.

The situation was complicated, Where I was.

Here either, it will not be easy.

It's incomparable!

There are no laws there.

They don't have planting like this,

with hospitals, schools, rations balanced for servants.

You are right, We have better conditions.

This is indeed what I have been told.

That we respected here certain civilizational rules.

And what are these rules?

- Avoid what would harm others. - Ah, that ...

But our daily practice

is more like the veterinarian than in medicine.

- Patients do not know how to complain. - Let's see ...

Don't say that, Doctor Figueira.

The task of beautifying things Building on you, Dona Luísa ...

As far as I'm concerned,

I only tell the truth.

Is it true What do we bring in Congo?

Or is it propaganda Anti-imperialist?

If you are referring violence against natives,

Believe me, it's not propaganda.

Is it true that they cut ...

Yes, it's true.

You have seen, people Who had we cut off?

Yes.

I don't see anything more cruel What to mutilate people

Without any other excuse than the lure of gain.

And you say that our negroes suffer ...

Maybe they suffer,

We know so little about them.

It's the Maianço group Who is doing the round tonight.

We exchanged.

The boss doesn't like it.

The service panel must be observed.

How would he know, the boss?

50 reals?

For you it will be 80, You will resell it to the Negroes.

What can it do for you?

I could sell them.

You are too afraid to enter in the districts of the servants.

I'm not afraid. Fortunately, I don't have to go.

In the middle of the night,

in the dark, walk in the mud ...

In the shit of pigs and chickens ...

The Nègres piss ...

In addition, it seems that he will rain.

Here he is going away.

Seek a little joy In the midst of all this disease.

As long as he does not catch anything ... too ...

He told you about the group of servants Mozambicans in acclimatization?

Two days after their arrival, A couple hung.

It's as if this incident had opened the door to the devil himself.

A few days later, four others were hanged in the plantation.

Those who worked in the forest started to eat earth.

It is said that servants from this Mozambique region

would be more inclined to the diseases of the mind.

Come on, on this side!

Gather yourself, I don't want holes.

Get closer!

Give me the camp!

Rid me From this dog's bastard!

Dog dogs.

They haven't cleaned yet.

Are you coming?

Why did you install them here?

This place is not suitable.

We are waiting for a new arrival.

I had to move the group here.

I fear the risk of a pandemic, If I leave them with others.

They already came full.

The stage manager refuses that they come with their children.

- Good morning. - Hello, Doctors.

Good morning.

- Are they receiving treatment? - No.

Those who are here refuse to ingest anything.

We take them using a pipe, every other day.

And the other members of the group?

We avoid making them work in the forest unattended.

We keep them here, most of the time.

Your diagnosis?

- pathological clues? - No.

You have had similar cases, in planting?

Cases of nostalgia? It happened.

The anemia boils down to that.

Sadness, a lot of sadness.

But never at that point.

Nurse Elias has a theory.

We listen to you.

How do you say What is this disease called?

Banzo.

Banzo?

Where did you read it?

I haven't read anything, I heard.

In the stories that are told.

This is the name we gave to nostalgia for slaves.

They died, So much their country lacked.

It's Elias Who communicates with people?

No.

The man who served us as a translator is in this bed.

This week, He began to refuse to eat.

There, like that ...

Well tense. Stand straight.

You too !

Stand straight and look here.

Guilhermina, look at this one, All stripped.

Are you ready?

Come on,

at work.

Pretend to work.

No one moves anymore.

Don't look, we continue!

Raise ... and motionless!

Take it well!

You will be responsible,

If other patients Decide to stop eating?

Quite. That's why I'm here.

And the rest of the group?

In the rooms of European patients. Only one is busy.

Sweet Jesus ...

Hundred...

thirteen. Less sixty -eleven.

Forty-two.

We can no longer intubate it,

He has the vifus esophagus.

Give it a dose of ferrous sulfate.

Do not leave him alone, that someone stays with him.

He's no longer for a long time.

The name of this man,

It's Narguto.

Trees ...

He was canoeing.

Want to help me?

As much as I can.

So help me to speak with others.

If they want to starve to die of hunger, I need to know why.

We don't want to die ...

We want to leave.

You arrived two months ago, You have barely worked,

administration will not let you leave.

Why would we be your slaves?

You are not slaves.

You have a contract, Like all other servants.

You can only leave when You will have the money for repatriation.

In this group ...

It is only me who knows how to read and write.

And I have signed nothing.

But we have the papers signed by your imprints.

Don't you want to leave this hospital?

You don't prefer Live with your families?

In your homes?

We want to return home.

I would like to talk to them, one by one.

To be able to assess the situation.

Even if we were talking to you,

What would it change? What do you want to hear?

Are you going to eat?

Now don't move.

You are very beautiful, Guilhermina.

Mr. Alphonse, you will also do A photo of the face, for the passport.

When are you going?

In December.

But I want to send her photo by the next boat.

Like that, when I arrive in Lisbon with my Guilhermina,

My family will already know her.

They will have time to get used to it.

In his image ...

It's better like that.

You are happy to discover Lisbon, Mademoiselle Guilhermina?

Yes, Mr. Alphonse.

You can make one With the other decor?

Of course.

If the light allows it.

Look at ! Switzerland will delight you, Guilhermina!

Don't move ...

Smile a little.

Stop!

Do not move!

Leave them, Maianço. Let's go.

I will see if they are ours.

It is not a place to live.

Whether man, woman, negro or white.

Is that what will you miss?

My children ...

I will miss my children.

One day or another, They too will find their way.

They are not ours.

We leave!

Did you tell him?

Yes...

But she doesn't understand me.

What if you took the little ones?

She said to me:

"If there was only one, Guilhermina ...

"But three?

"How can you take care of you of your children and mine? "

You don't eat?

Maybe you, Could you speak to him?

You know His way of thinking better than me.

I've been talking about it for years the same language as it.

Are these dogs to you?

More or less...

Some are mine, the others follow them.

Remove them from there.

Don't worry, They don't bother anyone.

Dogs do not deal with here.

- Did you know? - Yes.

They are crossed with African dogs,

That's why they don't get involved.

The boss sends you this.

Directives.

For the report to be sent to Lisbon.

You have to give him my answer?

No.

I glanced ...

Where did you studied Medicine?

In Lisbon.

My father is from there.

I came with him.

He stayed?

And he works here?

No.

He doesn't work, he ...

drinks.

He lives in the street.

People wipe away feet on him, to have fun.

I wanted to warn you.

You will necessarily end up Starting on him, in town.

Like that, you will know who it is.

My father.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Doctor! Are you coming?

Before sending your report In Lisbon, tell me one thing.

From what I can read ...

Mozambican autopsies have not revealed anything abnormal.

No.

They died of weakness, anemia.

And you diagnose a "nostalgia" For the whole group.

Indeed.

I try to imagine The reaction of these gentlemen

by learning that forty servants died in two months

And sixty do not work Because they are sad.

I can write an explicit annex The clinical foundation of my diagnosis.

This will not be necessary.

They will want to know If there is a solution.

There is no drug, suitable treatment?

The only treatment Against nostalgia is attention.

For the nostalgia for whites, you mean?

As a doctor, I cannot make these distinctions.

In my opinion, these people suffer from deep sadness

due to a violent event in their country.

Many have lost their families, their children.

We are not responsible of what is happening at home.

They say they were forcibly taken on.

To have been taken prisoner to come.

It is impossible.

According to the agent, they got on their own free will

and duly informed.

I have no reason to believe that they lie.

I advise to repatriate them, as mentioned in my report.

You know the cost to return everyone?

You have read the consequences, They are clear.

What can we do While waiting for Lisbon's response?

Do not let them permanently locked up, For example.

Do you want to make them work?

With certain rules, yes.

Perhaps they will accept their condition.

Their condition?

You want to talk about their life in exploitation?

I have no other solution to offer you.

Who is there?

Doctor Paiva!

We must warn us When you come in this kind of place.

I haven't seen you. Where were you?

Over there.

I hide in a different place Every evening.

A cigarette?

THANKS.

Where are you from?

Of a village near Marco de Canaveses.

I came for agriculture.

But agriculture here, It's not like in the country.

And now are you watching?

Here, we are all guards.

However, everything seems calm.

Apparently, yes ...

There are negroes every day there are who try to run away.

By that.

Sometimes they throw themselves into the sea, Hanging on a trunk.

What do you do in this case? Did you shoot?

It happens.

Those fleeing by rocks end up getting caught.

Those who throw themselves into the sea, We never see them again.

This sea takes everything towards the open sea.

They are not going "nowhere".

This is what we say.

You believe they know that they are not going "nowhere"?

Stop.

Stay quiet.

Is it for horses?

How do you want What does it hold on a horse?

Don't you see it's too small?

It was to prevent the negroes to eat earth.

Where did you find that?

The boss gave them to me.

I don't know...

It's not good.

It's up to you to see ...

If one of them swallows a bastard, We find ourselves on the street.

And if the negroes talk about the conservative?

These negroes do not speak.

But if they do, The boss will say that it was our idea.

And we will meet on the street.

It's like that.

Come on, kneeling!

On his knees, you too.

Why am I crying?

Why do I sing?

I can't Nor know how to say it

I sing so as not to cry

I sing so as not to die

I am sad

All say it

But no one knows

the reason

The cause

my sadness

Only my heart knows her

Why do I sing?

Why am I crying?

Look at these two!

Stop!

We will escape.

You, you run there, and I, there.

What are you fleeing, My brothers?

Where are you from ?

Of Murabe.

I didn't know here There were people there.

I warn you, It's useless to flee,

They always end up catching you.

Hello, Mr. Maianço.

These gentlemen are from my country.

What a coincidence.

Are there others in the same case?

I cannot tell you.

I just know Let them not understand us.

Mr. Alphonse ...

You better leave.

I have ordered not to leave person approach these negroes.

For what ?

They have a disease ...

Contagious.

Good morning.

Hello, Doctor.

Sorry for intrusion, I wanted to shelter the rain

And I found my compatriot at the door.

Do you come from the same place?

Quite.

Did you come to take pictures?

No.

I come to disarm.

For those who come from my country,

This place is like death.

I don't remember much,

But I remember that the horizon was always cleared.

Simple landscapes ...

When did you leave?

To be honest, I don't know.

One fine morning, A boer arrived in our village ...

I don't know how he had gotten there.

Afterwards, I don't remember What in my life in the course with this man.

He was the one who taught me the art of photography.

When he got angry, He told me that my mother had sold me

and that he regretted money that he had paid for me.

When he died, he left me everything.

What made you come here?

Chance.

I tried to keep the establishment of my boss,

But my color did not help.

A day,

I got into a steam For Monrovia with all my equipment.

During this trip, I proposed Passenger photographs and ...

The case turned out to be very profitable.

I felt A certain tranquility, on board.

To be nowhere is an advantage For the one who has nowhere to go.

During a trip, I decided to disembark On the island and I saw a gold mine there.

Each farm wants to show its greatness

and his civilizational work ...

Negro postcards at school,

negroes in the workshops, Negro foremen ...

Happy negroes at work.

I take advantage of it.

And doesn't that make you uncomfortable?

Because I am a negro?

Not necessarily ...

You know someone Who doesn't feel uncomfortable here?

I have the advantage of being able Leave this island when I want.

I am one of the few free men of this place.

You were able to speak With Katende and women?

Yes...

Did they tell you what's going on?

Yes.

But I can't help them either.

You speak their language, they were able to You teach you something that I don't know.

I don't believe.

I think that you understood the essential.

Take that!

Son of Palailsson!

Wait!

Your finger ...

Right hand. First, store your paper.

Name ?

Store it in your bag.

Your hand.

Your paper ...

Name ?

CONTRACT ?

Doctor Paiva? The curator will receive you.

Close the door.

Close this door!

Doctor Paiva ...

I hadn't had yet The opportunity to meet you ...

You did not warn me From your visit, my time is limited.

But since you are there, I would like to have your opinion.

Come.

Since I arrived, I have this problem in my eyes ...

And there is not a doctor on this island that can help me.

It seems to me to be a conjunctivitis, But analyzes should be done.

This is what your colleagues say ...

What brings you?

I would like to consult The hiring procedure

of servants arrived in Boa Esperança last July.

For what ? What are you looking for ?

I want to make sure the legality of the procedure.

They claim to be here against their will.

Why don't they come complain themselves?

The only man in the group Who speaks Portuguese is sick.

I can assure you that each of our servants

has a signed contract.

Someone brought them Mozambique.

Could I have the name of this agent?

You can help this gentleman To consult the file

Boa Esperança hirings?

- What date? - July 1907.

Doctor Paiva!

Boa Esperança's manager know you are there?

No, I came in the name Servants under contract.

What do you expect from me, exactly?

That you check with the agent If these people were forced.

I don't see how.

It is impossible to know What happened before their arrival.

But it's your work ...

to guarantee legality from the whole procedure.

It's difficult to find out about the agents.

They change their name, place ...

They are never the same ...

Or the same, but under another name.

So can't you do anything?

I will do everything in my power.

Look.

You see?

Contracts, reports,

Transcription of complaints millions of servants

which went through this island.

Everything is there.

Well classified, archived.

It's already impressive As work, you can't find it?

One two three...

Come on, there!

Quickly !

This group, here. Hurry up.

Faster!

Come on !

Good morning.

Good morning.

Sorry, we didn't wait for you.

It's me who begs you to excuse my delay.

Lisbon's boat arrived yesterday?

Yes, in the middle of a storm.

Passengers have not even landed yet.

News from Lisbon?

Reactions, concerning my reports?

No.

In Lisbon, Time does not flow like here.

When is the rainy season?

May.

Paiva?

Do you spend your evenings in the hospital?

What a lack of taste ...

Good evening, doctor.

You don't want to accompany me?

Come and forget all this misfortune, a moment's space.

No, thank you.

I am not a man To forget easily.

Not sure that my invitation deserved such a philosophical answer.

You know What is poisonous snakes here?

Yes.

The rats arrived In ship's wedges.

Then we brought snakes To eat rats that ravaged everything.

Now we bring dogs

To eat snakes who kill the servants in the fields.

Where does it all lead us? If it leads somewhere ...

In your turn to pour into philosophy.

The world and the exploits of men still surprise me, imagine.

How do things evolve, With nostalgic?

Not well.

Do you know what I think?

You will have to force the whole group, To maintain mortality rates.

How many negroes remain?

Fifty-four, not to mention the babies.

Babies do not count.

Let's see, fifty-four ...

two or three dead per month do not impact statistics.

The ideal would therefore be ...

to make them hold Three years. Far from others.

GOOD,

Let us continue our march.

On this island, You have to stay in motion.

The animals take advantage of the slightest gap From our clothes to attack us.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Stop!

Don't get involved, doctor! These dogs are a danger.

- Sit the camp! - Come on, we get out.

Garbage.

Son of a whore!

Salauds! What did you do?

Boa Esperança exploitation Daily assignments

How many women should be fed today?

These two.

We will feed people in a separate room.

Even with the screen, It scares other patients.

Are you sure?

We will have to move women, One of them is already very fragile.

Do what I ask for you.

Inspire.

Leave, leave

I will take care of the rest with nurse Elias.

You can have, Adelia, thank you.

We will no longer force them.

Let them leave them alone.

All ?

Yes, all.

Tremendous !

Who is the artist?

It is the coolest place on the island.

I didn't want to leave Without making him my farewell.

We went there Very pleasant Sundays.

In recent days Before departure are different.

I don't live them anymore with the weight of the present.

It's like I was already

The character of the stories that I will tell Lisbon.

It's nice, to be a character.

And live in a story.

It is a privilege, to have someone to whom to tell his story.

You are right.

But I am convinced

that everyone has the possibility to tell his story.

Maybe they will not be written in books,

With our words,

Perhaps these stories will remain in those who heard them,

in nature,

In these places ...

Forgive my cynicism,

But what will happen if we Destroy everything out of the gain?

Places, people, everything.

- "We" ? - We who have the power to destroy.

Let's see, doctor ...

The world is larger and more powerful that the greed of men.

They are looking for you.

You have to go.

I'm coming.

A downpour is approaching.

Let's go.

You see that there?

It's Bombaim.

Really ?

Almost like in India?

It's an addiction of our exploitation.

She is abandoned.

This is where they will send Negroes who want to die.

How do you know that?

I heard the boss talk about it.

With whom ?

Maianço.

He will take them there, with his men.

Can I take it?

Yes, he is not busy.

Vaurien! Come a little!

Let go! Canaille!

Let go! Let go, I said!

No need to follow my husband.

There is nothing to see ...

unusual.

- Retain! - There are no fugitives here!

These stories, I will not tell them in Lisbon.

I didn't want to offend you.

You did not offend me, I understand.

You don't know me.

I don't open up much.

My role is limited to pretending and to demand so much from others.

Claim that everything is fine, that I don't see anything.

To claim that all of this makes sense.

You will be better in Lisbon.

I have been here for too long.

Raimundo and I thought come and do important things.

In dignity.

Bring our children ...

Now all that seems to me of a distressing nonsense.

What time is it?

I would have my breakfast well.

- Not you? - If.

Do you know what surprises me the most?

The ease with which We have adopted the laws of this place.

It is so easy To forget who we are here.

I cannot explain it better.

Go call Adélia.

Let us rejoice ...

Dona Luísa had the gift to make these ephemerides less ridiculous.

What will we become without it?

Those who work in the field for more than a year

know that we always drink, at Christmas.

Like every year,

Our dear Mr. Monteiro e Castro, owner of the farm,

sent you a memory of a metropolis.

These bottles of brandy that you appreciate so much.

Grape brandy, Not your Palme Tord-Boyaux!

Don't worry, There will be one for everyone.

Now let's raise our glasses!

Where is my right arm? Ismael!

- Come. -I don't like this brandy.

I don't care, you come to drink!

Come on...

Health and happiness to all!

Health !

Like every Christmas, these burst donkeys will go dripping until they collapsed.

But not without fighting With the servants, or between them ...

It's always a night very hectic.

You left A competent nurse in the hospital?

Elias remained With Mozambican servants.

- What about Doctor Figueira? - Go make his usual walk.

I see you?

I would like to ask you a question.

How many Mozambican servants Are you traveling?

How do you travel?

To walk.

To go where?

Far.

A day of travel, roughly.

Will they hold on?

Not those who are bed.

But the others?

It's your solution, Send them away from here?

An idea of ​​Lisbon.

They suggested that you accompany them.

At least until their condition improves.

Give me my hand.

I think it's there.

Here!

Everyone chooses with whom they want to stay.

Families remain together.

Tell them that with that, They can clean their homes.

- Katende! - Doctor Afonso?

Tell them we are going restore everything.

Clean, paint, so that they can live here.

Here.

Mr. António, Do you recognize me?

Of course.

- What are you doing here? - I thought you wouldn't come back.

Never...

Well, let's go ...

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Take it to your room.

Tomorrow I will clean up.

Didn't he forget that?

Maybe.

It's rare to see crucifixes, on this island.

It's true.

When I arrived, I was told:

"The only religion here, It's work. "

I had to hide it.

Like that.

It was a long time ago?

Very.

You have How many years to serve?

I am here in perpetuity, doctor.

Unless you benefit from forgiveness.

But I no longer have nowhere to go.

Go ahead, you.

No.

You know how to climb the trees.

I will not go.

Hold. The smallest loses.

That's enough!

She rings!

Come on, let's activate!

You two, with me.

Faster!

They sent you directly in heaven?

You have to believe.

Who will pay me?

Me.

Administration Isn't it aware of my coming?

No.

And why then?

Understand what these people have to say

is not a priority for administration.

From what I could see, I agree with him.

Foreman put them to work Without too many words.

I need your help.

I doubt to be useful to you.

It will be necessary to explain to me the nature of the work.

My fees are those of a photographer.

Obviously.

In addition to translating,

I want you to be able Take the photos you want.

For whom? For you ?

No.

For you.

You can photograph What you want.

The place ...

people, if they wish.

Colony What really happens.

- You don't want to keep the photos? - No.

You will know better than me what to do with it When you leave the island.

What will happen to the baby, When will the mother die?

Another woman will take care of it.

And when will there be no more women?

We will take care of it.

Mr. Alphonse ...

When you feel that your work is finished,

You can leave.

- Maianço! - Yes ?

There are two of them.

Where did they stuff themselves?

Mr. Alphonse, can you help me?

She does not listen to anyone.

Tell her that if she does not eat, I have to take the baby.

You have to eat, my sister.

Do not give up your child.

Don't worry. He will follow me.

What does she say?

That she does not want to eat.

Don't take him right away.

You can leave the baby Another, please?

What's going on? It's not time to rest!

What's it? Why do they stop?

What do you want?

You came look for these men?

And you ?

Do you want to leave with them?

You can go!

Go for it ! Come on !

Go into the forest! I will not hold you back!

I let you go!

- What's your name ? - Rufina Nyusi.

Don't move.

Wait.

You will do what I tell you! NOW !

Understood ?

Stop!

Or you go back to the street! Drop!

Augusto!

- Vaurien! - That's enough!

Salaud! Shit white!

Let it go! Stop!

I'm going to get you eaten, Earth!

- That's enough! - Salaud!

Calm.

Miserable asshole!

- Who had this idea? - These two.

Do you explain to me?

It's to show the Negroes Let them stay here forever!

You think you are going back to your home. When do you die?

No way. When you die, you stay here!

Look!

Tell them, Mr. Alphonse.

Calm.

It's true that they believe May their mind go home.

But the bodies do not interest them.

All this is equal to them.

I have already seen enough sinister things In this damn island!

So now, buried them properly.

Hurry up!

It is not the island, which is cursed.

They are men.

Those from above like those below.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Have you seen the cemetery?

Yes.

Can't you do anything?

Do what?

Men cannot Build a dam?

To deflect water on the rocks?

We don't have enough men.

There is more important to do than to save the dead.

"Save the dead" ...

Can I look?

Yes.

How did you do this?

I paid.

And do you think you do something about it?

Yes.

I will put them with others.

Even if it never happened?

What do you know?

No one would leave Photograph like that.

It does not prove that it did not happen.

For me, what is On these images is the truth.

It may not have happened here As we are there.

But it doesn't matter.

Evil does not allow itself Photograph easily.

You have to give him a boost.

Only you and I see Mortal sadness on these faces.

The rest of the world one will see only one more negro.

Who is not that what is expected of a negro ...

sad

and silent.

Adélia, it will never dry.

- He will start to rain. - The weather is going to be nice.

- Who says it? - Him.

Him ? He knows nothing.

- Yes, he knows. - How ?

When the clouds go there,

It's how beautiful will be.

It will never be beautiful!

May God forgive me.

I don't know if I want Whether they die or live.

What is this noise?

Answer.

Answer.

What are we doing in this place?

I dreamed that you were taking me with you.

You took my soul elsewhere.

Are you also gone?

I remember our house, and you?

Do you remember our children?

Who stayed with them?

Listen to me,

I know where you can go get Our children.

Let me tell you

where they are.

Over there.

Help me.

Supplies Arrive next week.

I would like to ask you for a service.

You allow me to leave to Boa Esperança with them?

It's not going to be easy, all by itself.

Adélia can help you.

For what there is to do, You don't need me.

I regret it.

But I understand.

I have a family.

They need me.

And here ... It's just a matter of time.

Can I enter?

What happened to you?

You have nothing to eat?

Is that your blood?

No...

They killed my dogs.

All...

So I killed them.

I hide in the forest.

In Boa Esperança, They should know that you are there.

No one will bother coming so far.

For them, It's as if all that didn't exist.

The reports you send ...

all left in the trash.

I am the one false death acts,

For statistics.

I die of hunger.

Namoto Inácio

Ukamate Felicidade

Nangololo eulália

Muavi José

Kuamba Tomé

Massulo António

Waduvane Gregório

Vanomba Carlota

Nangololo Manuel

Mutuali Amélia

Makai Josefa

Nyusi Rufina

Waduvane Domingos

Magunga Rafael

Makai Inácio

Xilema Sebastião

Sous-Titres: Eva Bacelar