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João?

Hi. All ready.

I'm coming.

We're coming. Two minutes.

It's awful.

What's wrong?

It's all wrong. The light's wrong.

João... Take the picture, please.

We're over budget, overdue.

If you don't deliver the photo today...

- What will happen? - João...

4:36 PM!

You can correct the light afterwards.

No, it can't be improved afterwards...

No, it's all wrong.

We fix it and take the photo.

- There's no time. - But the guys are fast.

- Let's fix the light! - I'll go to my dressing room.

If she leaves, she won't be back in half an hour.

Please, in 5 minutes I'll set up the light.

It won't take long.

I got a stand-in for lighting set-up, by contract.

I know, it's me. Just a sec.

Time's running out.

- Let go of my arm, please? - Five minutes.

I shouldn't work with a declining photographer.

REAL BEAUTY

I'm from Passo Fundo.

- Santa Vitria do Palmar. - Bom Princpio.

- Trs Arroios. - Trs Passos.

- Trs Coroas. - Trs Cachoeiras.

- Santa Tereza. - Itacurubi.

- Santa Maria. - Esperana do Sul.

- Pelotas. - Monte Belo do Sul.

- Riozinho. - Jlio de Castilhos.

- Quatro Irmos. - Frederico Westphalen.

- Nova Esperana do Sul.

- Joia. - Feliz.

Hello?

Ok, I'm coming.

- How're you? - Fine.

- Feeling better? - Yes, thanks.

- Let's go? - Yes.

One more. Ok.

Good. Look at me. Ok.

Thanks. Wilson...

Please.

Stand here, please.

Turn, now, a bit, to get the light.

Looking at me. Perfect.

Now, frowning. Good.

Give me that big smile.

Great. Now to the other side.

Who's got the papers signed?

For the test, you don't need a permit.

But if selected, you'll need your parents' permit.

In writing, and signed, ok?

Position her, Wilson. Thanks.

Perfect.

- How're you? - Fine.

- What's your name? - Marina.

- Luana. - Laura.

- Leticia. - Giulia.

- Julie. - Amanda.

- Ana Carolina. - Carol.

- Carolina. - Caroline.

- Mait.

- I'm 13 years old. - 18 years.

- 17. - 12 years.

- 16. - 14.

- 15. - 14 years.

- 15. - 13.

- 14 years old. - 14.

- 11 years old.

- This one is good. - Skinny...

- Good! - OK, noted.

- This one too. - And the previous one?

- Too chubby. - No, this one!

- Guacira. She's pretty. - Too short.

I have a good height.

And my weight is good, too.

In high heels...

This one. Maria! Write down her name.

The shorty's prettiest.

You know nothing.

Sorry, but there's no accounting for taste.

Oh, but there's a lot! All the time. That's all there is.

- Hi. - Hi.

- What's your name? - Maria.

- How old? - 16.

- Where are you from? - From here.

- Here? - Yes.

Why did you do the test?

Because I always wanted to be a model

But in this place I'd never had a chance.

It's the first time.

Do your parents support your choice?

My mother does...

She says it may be good experience.

- You find yourself beautiful? - Beautiful?

I guess.

This one: Maria.

Tell her to come back tomorrow, for more photos.

How many cities have you been to?

This is the eighth.

How many girls per city?

It depends.

In Santa Maria, about 200 in 4 days.

Other towns, 20, 30...

Nearly 500 so far.

How many have you chosen?

No one.

- No one? - No one.

You didn't find anyone beautiful?

Beautiful? Everyone.

Some very beautiful.

So?

- So what? - What are you looking for?

If I find it, I'll show you.

It must be incredible to live off shooting gorgeous women.

Incredible.

That's the right word.

- Let's go? - OK.

João!

Onions!

- Bye. - Bye.

Yes...

I'm so tired

But not to say

That I no longer believe you

In my red pants

My general's coat

Full of rings

I walk down the streets

I'll get on that old ship

I'll get on that old ship

That old ship

I don't need a lot of money, thank God

Hey! Can I take your picture?

... And I don't care

Thank you!

No, I don't care

Oh my honey baby

Baby, baby

Honey baby

Oh, yes, I'm so tired

But not to say

That I'm leaving

I may be back

One day I'll be back

Who knows? But I must

I must forget you

Excuse me...

Oh my big,

Oh my little

Here goes the photographer.

Oh, my big obsession...

Let's take some pictures?

Oh my honey baby

Baby, baby

Thank you.

Honey baby

- How are you? - Fine.

Hi.

Hi.

Wilson said you wanted to talk to me.

Yes. I want to take some photos of you.

- Fine. - Fine?

- Come with me. - Where?

- This way. - Let's go.

Wilson, you can stay there. Can you take this, please?

Stand here in this shadow.

- OK. - Look at me.

Give me your coat.

- Take it off? - Yes, please.

Better.

Ok. Just a sec...

- Let's go? - Uh huh.

Turn right.

Looking at me.

Good.

Chin up.

Good.

Your smile is great.

Yup. The hand's ok.

Look here.

Hands down. Better.

Great.

Let's see.

Did you come alone?

Yes. Why?

Your parents will have to sign it.

Sign what?

The contract.

You want to hire me?

Yes.

Do you want to be hired?

Yes, of course.

So your mother and father must sign it.

You want me to talk to them?

No need. I'll talk to my mother.

Are you sure?

There's no need, really. Thanks.

I can come with you.

No. I'll talk to her.

I'll be here till Saturday.

Ok. I'll talk to her.

Are you happy?

Not yet.

The check?

You must sign it.

Sure.

Some more?

No, thanks.

Thanks.

Was it good?

Yes.

Anything else?

No. Good night.

Let's take some pictures?

Good.

Turn your head, please.

And Maria?

Her mother called. Her father said no.

I want to talk to him, in person.

I told her. She said it's pointless, her father said no.

Where does she live?

Far, about 30 km.

Let's go there.

I can't.

Wilson...

I must take at least one girl from here.

I didn't find any.

Maria's my only chance.

Sorry, today I can't.

And my car isn't for that road.

I'll rent a car.

I can't, sorry. I've a family gathering.

I promised my mother to make this chicken on the barb.

- So I have to... - OK, I got it.

I'll go alone.

You like her that much?

Yes.

The road isn't the best.

I'll go slowly.

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

Yes?

Hi.

- Is this Maria's house? - Yes.

She's my daughter.

Is she in?

No.

Are you the photographer?

Yes.

She told you about the photos?

Yes. A lot.

She said you liked her.

A lot.

She said she'd come back after talking to you.

I'm João.

Sure.

Anita.

Maria went with her father for some medical exams.

They'll be back in two days.

Too bad.

It's beautiful here.

I leave on Saturday.

I've till Friday to take the photos.

Your daughter's very beautiful.

Thank you. She's really pretty.

Like her mother.

My husband's very handsome too.

Water?

Yes, thanks.

Some more?

Good water.

It's from the well.

How you feel about her being a model?

Leaving for a while may do her good.

What about your husband?

He doesn't like it at all.

Why not?

Because because.

He doesn't want her to be a model?

No, she wants her to finish school.

She can do both, school and work. I'll talk to him.

No, I don't think you should.

He doesn't know she did the photos.

She asked him, but he said no.

But she wants to be a model?

Yes. She begged me to let her do the photos,

to go with her, to sign...

So what's wrong?

She's only 16.

Last year, she wanted to be a vet. Before that, a ballerina.

It may be late to be a ballerina.

To be a vet, there's still time.

But to be a model, time's now.

Everything has its time.

You think so?

Yes.

She can travel, visit other places, make a lot of money.

If her father agreed,

what would we have to do?

You'd sign a permit for her to travel with me.

Where?

First, So Paulo, for a job on the 15th.

Then, abroad. Has she got a passport?

No.

She needs one. There's time for that.

If you want, you may come back on Friday.

I will, for sure.

Thank you.

To get the road, do I go straight ahead or turn back?

It depends. You want the longer or the shorter way?

What you mean? The shorter.

The longer is prettier.

OK, but...

I haven't had lunch.

You haven't had lunch and I'll already have dinner.

Will you join me?

No, don't bother.

It's no bother,

I'm alone.

It's simple food, but all local, except for the salt and the oil.

It'll be a pleasure.

Can I help you?

There's no need.

I like cooking.

It's done.

Will you have wine or juice?

What will you have?

Wine.

Wine.

To have a 16-year-old child, did you become a mother at 10?

Thank you...

I was 24 when I had Maria.

Early, anyway.

You got children?

No, luckily.

Lucky them.

Are you married?

I was.

Twice.

Next time, you'll get it right.

Maybe. What about you?

- What? - How long have you been married?

22 years.

Pedro was my first boyfriend.

That's romantic.

I think so too.

Come in, Bruno.

How are you?

Fine.

This is João. Bruno...

- Hello. - How are you?

I brought the shopping you ordered.

Thanks. I'll put it away later.

- You had dinner? - Yes, thanks.

Don't you really want to eat?

No, it's late, I'm going.

Should I come tomorrow?

You can come on Sunday.

Ok.

Did you pick the guavas?

I didn't have the time.

They'll rot in the tree.

What can I do?

I can pick them for you, later.

Ok, I'll pay you in guavas.

No. In guava jam.

Deal. Good night, Bruno.

This one is over. I think I'm going to get the road.

If you want, you can sleep here.

Here?

It's late to get the road. And you've drunk.

There's a room outside where you can sleep.

You can leave in the morning.

Here's a towel, sheets, a blanket. The pillow isn't the best.

It's great, thanks.

Well... Good night.

Good night.

- Good night. - Good night.

Good evening.

Good evening.

She's beautiful, huh?

Who?

Maria, her daughter.

Yep. Anita's very beautiful too.

Yes.

But she's too old. To you.

To be a model.

Yep.

Well... I'll go to sleep.

- Good night. - Good night.

Hello?

Hello?

Good morning.

Good morning.

Did you sleep well?

Yes, very well.

Pretty library. Congrats.

You had breakfast?

No. I was taking a look at this book.

I'll make coffee. Come, bring the book.

You like reading?

Yes, but I don't read much.

Why not?

Lack of time.

I saw your pictures.

You look like Maria.

She looks like Pedro, her father, too.

I think Maria takes after us both.

I didn't see any photos of him.

He doesn't like photos of him.

Me neither.

No?

No. I'd always ask to take the pictures.

I've few pictures of myself.

I guess I became a photographer to avoid photos of me.

Good idea.

Have you walked round here? Seen the cemetery? The lake?

I came straight here.

You'd like it.

Are you in a hurry?

No, no.

I'm here just for Maria.

She's my last chance.

Chance?

In my job.

You want to see her photos?

Yes.

Pretty photos.

Could I have a copy?

Sure.

It must be nice to go round the world looking for beauties.

Yes, when you find them.

There are many.

Yes, but beauty isn't enough.

There's also the bearing, the eyes, the smile.

A mix of bearing, smile, eyes.

The body's important too.

The nose...

We can't forget the nose.

The face shape...

The hands, feet, legs...

But, above all, eyes and mouth.

The eyes...

Show the character, the feelings, the soul.

The mouth...

Is a memory of the body, of the flesh.

It's made of muscles.

This combination,

of eyes and mouth, soul and flesh,

is nice to look at.

We don't know what it is, but we understand it.

We only know well what we don't understand.

Sorry?

Guimares Rosa.

"We only know well what we don't understand."

If you want to, you can try to persuade Pedro.

But he won't be back till tomorrow, or after it.

After?

He must wait to get examined.

When do you have to leave?

I'll wait.

It's beautiful.

I told you.

Were you born here?

Nearby.

Does your husband travel often?

Rarely. We hardly leave home.

What about the library?

What about it?

Is it more his or yours?

His.

When I met Pedro, he already had thousands of books.

Many inherited from his father, who was a writer, a teacher.

I see.

Before I met Pedro, I hadn't read much.

Only at school.

He taught me to like poetry,

Drummond, Fernando Pessoa, João Cabral...

Borges. You know Borges?

No, not much. Just the name.

He read it all to me: sonnets, short stories, novels...

And you...?

I fell in love.

- For him or for the books? - Both.

And now?

What?

Does he still read to you?

No...

Now, I read to him.

Wouldn't you like to leave?

To see other places?

Paris.

I'd like to see Paris.

Do you know it?

Yes.

Is it beautiful?

Yes...

Very beautiful.

"Beautiful are the sepulchres,

"the naked Latin and the petrified fatal dates,

"the union of marble and flower,

"and the many yesterdays of History,

"now arrested and unique."

Beautiful.

Will you take a picture of me?

Sure.

Better smiling?

You look beautiful either way.

Is this what you tell your models?

No, never.

Pedro arrives tomorrow.

I know.

Good night. I'm going to sleep.

"Love is a companion.

"I can no longer walk the roads alone,

"for I can no longer walk alone.

"A visible thought makes me walk faster and see less,

"and at the same time to enjoy seeing it all

"Even her absence is something I have with me.

"And I like her so much, I don't know how to desire her.

"If I don't see her, I imagine her

"and I'm as strong as tall trees.

"But if I see her, I tremble.

"I don't know what happens to what I feel in her absence.

"All of me is some strength that abandons me.

"All reality looks at me

"like a sunflower with her face in the middle."

- Good morning! - Good morning.

- Is Maria back? - No.

They arrive today, don't they?

I hope so.

Why?

I have to talk to her dad.

Has Anita showed you the cemetery?

She has.

And the lake?

She has.

Did you take pictures?

I did.

Will you give this to Anita for me?

Yes.

Thanks.

- Good morning. - Good morning...

Good morning...

Good morning!

Did you... Sleep well?

I did.

- Thank you. - Good.

- João, right? - Right.

"You see, I do not mistake myself.

"I have my Don Juan at my fingers ends,

"I know your heart for the greatest rover in the world:

"It is pleased to run from bondage to bondage,

"and likes not to stay in one place".

Do you know it?

No.

Don Juan, by Molire.

Never read it?

No. Never.

I envy you!

I'd give anything for the pleasure of reading it for the first time.

Do you want coffee? Anita made coffee.

Thank you.

I brought this orange blossom honey, bought it on the road.

Try it with this manioc bread.

Anita told me about you.

What did she say?

Everything.

That you are a famous photographer.

That you'd like our daughter to do a test, to be a model.

Did you... really like Maria?

A lot.

She's beautiful, isn't she?

Yes.

But she's too young, hasn't finished school.

- She's fifteen. - Sixteen!

You have to start early in this profession.

She has to finish school, then she can take care of her life.

What's your favourite photographer?

Mine?

I think...

I think it's Cartier-Bresson.

Wonderful!

What's your favourite photo of his?

They're too many, right?

Maybe...

Maybe the one with the jumping man,

- his reflection on the water... - Right, right...

I have it here. Right here...

Here!

There's someone on a poster, at the background,

dancing.

He seems to be dancing with the jumping man...

The one who wears a hat.

The sole of the jumping man's foot almost touches the water,

up a centimetre in the air...

there are metal circles in the water, as if forming letters.

A wheelbarrow and a metal fence,

and rooftops at the back,

getting ever more distant and greyer.

There's something written on the poster. Rai...

- Railowski. - Yes! That's right.

Railowsky...

Two silhouettes and two reflections, two posters.

There's a watch at the top of a house.

Can you see the time?

No, I can not.

But...

Your memory is impressive.

It's what I have left. Anita, Maria and my memory.

I'm losing the three of them.

It doesn't matter.

It's more than I deserve and much more than I can enjoy,

with the time I have left.

My favourite photo of his is here, I'll show you.

This is the one.

Boys in front of a big white wall full of windows,

all different, different shapes and heights.

Like the boys: all of them too similar and too different.

The kids...

I took an interest in each one of their lives.

The lives behind each one of those windows.

I'll show you...

Who left this stool here?

I think it was me, yesterday. Sorry.

It's ok. Blind people need routine.

Anita told me you didn't like photos.

I don't like to have photos taken of me.

The image steals the soul.

Is that why you don't want Maria to be a model?

She has to study.

Beauty fades, it flies away.

But not knowledge! Knowledge stays.

Sorry, I disagree.

Beauty doesn't fade, it stays, as much or more than knowledge.

The one thing we know about the past is what they considered beautiful.

- And that they are all dead. - Yes!

Yes, but they left us something.

It's good for the soul to know new and rare beauties,

and Maria's beauty is rare, believe me.

Don Juan looks for the perfect beauty, that does not exist.

But he won't stop looking for it.

Maria's young. She'll have other opportunities.

She'll finish school and then decide what to do.

She can make money,

and then she can calmly decide what to do.

I got it. You think she needs to get out of here,

go to So Paulo and New York,

... to be calm!

She's calm enough here.

She just doesn't know what she wants.

She thinks she knows. And she's right.

She can come back and study later.

Don't insist!

Do you think I'll hand my daughter to a stranger?

- It's an opportunity! - The awnser is no!

She's a minor, it's my decision.

After she's 18 or after I die she can do whatever she wants.

Don't worry. It won't be long anyway.

I'll stay until Saturday.

I won't give up.

This is what I want.

I know.

If I give up, I'll regret later.

Ok.

You get it, right?

What's his room number?

Hi.

- Hi. - Can I come in?

Come in.

Any space left in the luggage?

I don't give up easily.

I noticed.

Neither do I.

Can I have a cigarette?

Do you smoke?

Sometimes.

Will you take a picture of me?

Another one?

Uh huh.

Sure.

There.

I need to leave.

Why?

It's too cold here.

In Europe too.

But my family lives here.

So?

I need to breath a little.

Put out the cigarette then.

I can't take you with me, you know that.

But is not you who'll take me.

I'm quite grown up.

It's the law, there's nothing I can do.

I liked you.

I liked you too, a lot.

But you liked my mom better.

Look, Maria...

I really wanted to take you with me.

I think you'd be a good model, and I'm good at it.

But this is not the future your parents are planning for you.

No, my father.

Your father.

He wants you to study.

Study for what? To stay here, just like him?

Why not?

Your father is a wise man, with a good life.

And you're too young.

And he's too old.

I didn't say that.

But you thought it.

He's old anyway.

He can't be left alone.

I understand.

No, you don't.

João, I want to get out of here.

Talk to my father... Convince him!

You're my only chance.

You're an important photographer,

you came here, chose me and want me to go.

Is this likely to happen to me again?

No, not likely.

Please.

- João! - Hi.

I'll introduce you to someone you don't know.

The new Guacira!

- Hi. - Hi.

She got pretty, brunette.

I know. Thank you.

So?

So what?

What do you think? New series of photos...

- OK, I'll get the camera. - Serious?

- Wait here. - I'm waiting.

Now look here.

No, look at Wilson. Yes! Provoke him!

Gentlemen, can I ask you something?

Please, look at her angrily.

Just a sec. Let me see...

Now, can you get a little closer to her?

Good. Chin up.

Yes. Look only for Wilson here.

Yes! Good.

Yes! Good idea.

Now let me see.

It's great! Come here.

Wow!

It's beautiful!

Let's do this:

If I publish it, I send it to you.

- If I sell it, I pay you. - Of course. Good!

Anyway, I'll make a copy for you. For your portfolio.

- My portfolio. Yes... - Of course.

- Thank you very much. - You should thank Wilson.

He insisted to do the photos. And he was right.

I can go with you tomorrow.

There's no need. I'll go alone.

- In this case, we're leaving. - OK. Bye.

Did you talk to him?

I did.

What did he say?

Nothing...

That he can do nothing...

And it's true.

And you?

I asked him to try once more.

And he said he'd see.

He could die.

Don't you say that!

- What? - Nobody wants this.

You don't want to feel guilty,

for something that's going to happen anyway, someday.

It may be too late for me, mom.

And for you too.

It's me, João.

What do you want?

To take some more pictures. A test with Maria.

If the guys in So Paulo don't approve it, the problem is solved:

She won't spend the rest of her life blaming you.

And if they approve?

Well, one problem at a time.

Maria...

Come here.

He's right.

You are very, very beautiful.

Give me a hug.

It will be all right.

Don't worry.

It will be all right.

Ok. Let's go.

I want you confortable, right?

Look at me first.

Hold on like this... That's right. Great!

Yes, hold this.

Hold on one leg.

That's it.

- Like this? - Yeah.

Let me see...

Yes, good, good... That's right!

- Can you get a book? - No!

- A book? - Yeah! Just for play...

Hold on the book. Put the glasses on the tip of your nose.

Right, sit down.

And you can look at me, ok?

You look like auntie Leda!

Now, take a look into the book.

You can open the book.

Great, great!

Great, hold the hat.

Smiling is better...

Good, mom...

It's supposed to be fun, Maria. Relax.

Great. Just the eyes is good too.

Shall we play with that?

This is really good.

Let me see.

Now do something more...

Do it your way. Later I'll ask you something else.

Move your head a little forward. Too much light here.

Yes, it's better.

Beautiful girl...

Great!

Funny... Isn't it funny?

This is good...

My girl...

And now...

Hold your face. No hands.

Yes, like this...

This is really good.

Were the photos good?

They approved it.

Were the photos good?

Yes.

They're very good.

She has to go.

She's the only thing I'll leave behind, you know?

And Anita.

Anita already existed, before me.

I read many books...

But wrote none.

I didn't paint, didn't compose.

But I saw a lot of paintings, heard a lot of music.

But I'm leaving no beauty behind.

Only this library and Maria.

It's not that little.

"Me, poor man...

My library was dukedom large enough"...

It's a line from Prospero, in "The Tempest".

She can go.

It'll be good for everyone.

Good.

Are you happy?

I am.

They're very beautiful.

But a lot of work.

- Is it always you who does it? - Always.

Shouldn't be easy, right?

But I like it.

You got what you wanted.

And she's very happy.

I want you to come too.

Who's there?

It's João.

Have lunch with us!

Have you ever thought of being an actress?

Not much.

Do you think it's too different from a model?

I think models travel more, go abroad...

It must be a busy but good life.

Do you have a desire to travel?

Yes. I wanna get out of here.

Good evening.

Good evening.

- Can I ask you something? - Yes. Sure.

I'm leaving tomorrow. Can I take your picture?

Yes.

Don't touch your hair. It's good as it is.

Here?

Yes. Just one step back.

What do I do?

Look... Look here.

- Wait somebody. - I don't know what to do...

Ok?

Let me see... One more...

Great. Thanks!

Now, can I take your picture?

I saw your work on the Internet.

- The Internet? - Yes. I liked a lot.

- Can we be together? - Sure.

- Thanks. - Bye-bye! Have a nice trip!

Same music,

same chair,

same woman.

Don't you get tired?

Never...

I want more!

Have I told you I love you?

A few times.

Today?

Today...

You didn't.

What do you have to tell me?

Who says I have something to tell you?

I was waiting.

For what?

For what you have to tell me.

- Maria... - Oh, Maria...

You are right. It is better she goes.

It will be good for her.

She can go back to school later.

João...

Oh, João...

How was it?

It was good.

How good?

Very good.

Good enough for...

For you to leave me?

Nothing is that good.

Thank you!

Hi!

Hi!

- Everything ready? - To the trip?

Yes.

- Are you going to So Paulo? - Yes.

And New York?

I don't know. That's not sure yet.

You might not come back here before you go, right?

Maybe not.

But...

As soon as you get a computer, we'll talk... Over the Internet.

Alright...

I've signed it.

You can take Maria.

But on one condition.

You'll take Anita too.

I don't get it.

I won't let Maria go with you alone.

Anita goes too.

And you?

I'll manage it.

It will be good for all.

I don't want her to see me getting older, uglier.

What if she doesn't want to go?

She will...

She likes you.

Says who?

She did.

But she didn't need to say it.

It will be good for her to leave here.

For me too.

There's a...

A woman in the city... A girl.

Married to a taylor.

She's not yet 30.

She sends me notes.

It will be good for me.

He wants you to go.

And you believed it?

Did he tell you about the tailor's wife and the notes?

He did.

He loves this story.

He made it up?

No...

The Decameron.

He loves you.

He wants you to be happy.

I'll be happy the way I want it, if I want to.

He needs me.

Who's going to read to him?

And I?

You don't need me.

You have good eyes.

I'm not going without you.

Did you hear?

- I want you to come with me. - Where to?

With me. Come with me.

- I'm married, João. - You're young.

He taught me many things.

- What is this? Gratitude? - Yes.

Gratitude... Why not?

You have the right to be happy. So do I.

We have a life together, a daughter.

She's going too.

You want me to go and leave Pedro here, to die alone?

What would you think of me if I did?

You don't love Pedro.

You're mistaken. I love him very much.

Look at me.

Look at me. C'mon, c'mon! Look at me!

Tell me to go away

Go away.

- Go away... - No...

I'll wait for you.

I'll dream of you.

- Did you get your medication? - Yes. I got it.

You have auntie Regina's number. Call her if you need anything.

I'll miss you.

Me too, mom.

Will you be ok, right?

I will.

"I won't talk of things, but of inventions

And of patient searches through the weird

Soon I'll arrive at the colour of scream,

At the music of colours and of the wind."

Your copy.

Thank you.

Have a nice trip.

Take good care of Maria.

I will.

Take good care of Anita.

Don't worry.

You won't have to wait for long.

I am old.

Live long.

I'm not in a hurry.

Take good care of her.

I will.

TRANSLATION: Liziane Kugland and Fernanda Verissimo