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The recently debuted Estate of Jatobá,

by Madam Beja,

poses as a "gentlemen's club."

It advertises the fresh air of novelty,

but sells only the oldest of professions.

Prepare your pockets.

The auction will start soon.

In other words, nothing but...

a typical whorehouse.

Here, you only lay with me.

Obey willingly,

or obey by force, understood?

- Fifty thousand! - Fifty five thousand!

- A hundred thousand. - One hundred fifty!

- Two hundred thousand! - Three hundred thousand!

- Four hundred thousand! - Five hundred thousand!

- What? - Absurd!

Men will spend a fortune

for a single night of pleasure and lust.

For Madam Beja, fools risk the honor of their own families.

The owner of the Estate of Jatobá

guarantees that no gentleman will disobey the so called golden rule:

That is, and forgive me the crudeness of my words...

I didn't finish!

...to remove yourself before the coitus is finished.

But who believes the words of a lady of the night?

After all, the gentleman is always right.

Every man that frequents that place enjoys,

and will always enjoy...

his rights.

It beggars belief, dear readers.

Before long, Araxá will be crowded by children of sin,

birthed by whores such as Madam Beja.

With the coming of this den of degeneracy to our village,

we are faced with the question:

Will the families of this valley allow

Beja to continue corrupting its faithful people?

A whore that calls herself "madam,"

without a husband by her side.

Araxá could perhaps appeal to Antônio Sampaio,

a deputy elected for the duty of protecting us.

But if the deputy did not even sail to Lisbon to defend Brazil,

how will he save Araxá from the whore he once crawled for?

"As you can see,

Araxá is in bad shape.

It's up to us, faithful men, to cleanse the village,

to rescue our morals and good traditions."

Excellent.

MADAM BEJA

Did you add up all the cattle? Is all in order?

Go back there some time and fix it.

- Or we'll lose the calf. - Leave it to me.

Is it just me or you're upset, friend?

Me and the deputies from Minas Gerais should be on a boat to Lisbon.

No one understand how Portugal plans on treating Brazil.

We are not going,

not until they can assure us we'll never be treated as a colony again.

- Anyway, politics. - I think...

that what you need is to relax.

I mean it, Antônio.

Man, I heard that Estate of Jatobá place is really...

I'm sorry.

- I didn't mean to open old wounds. - There are no wounds.

- And that place isn't all that. - What?

How would you know?

You've been there?

You've been there!

Leave it here, please.

Severina will help me later. Thank you very much.

You put together a library.

In a place where women can't read, it really is an achievement.

I'm anxious to see how people will react

when they find out what I ordered from Vila Rica.

- More books? - One can't have enough of those.

But, no.

Let's just say

it's a gift for Araxá.

It'll arrive any moment.

You'll make me curious like that.

It's a surprise!

I don't know if the village can handle another surprise from Madam Beja.

The Estate of Jatobá alone has already haunted them.

Beja.

Your delivery has arrived.

- A new bell? - Didn't I promise you?

When you, Father, agreed to sell me the mansion?

I keep my word.

God protect you, child.

God has done enough for me, Father.

Araxá, however, does owe me.

The remaining payment for the mansion, and the bell.

- Are the church and I even? - I can't wait to debut the bell.

You shouldn't have gone up there and tried to help.

Men raised in the cities don't know how to work these things.

I couldn't let him do it all alone.

- Let's go home so I can look at that. - No need, Beja, I'm fine.

They shine just the way my mother likes it, Rosa, thank you.

Angélica, aren't you even a bit curious

to know where Antônio has gone every single night?

Antônio has been so terribly stressed with work, so...

going out helps him.

It distracts him.

Well, but where is he seeking this distraction?

If it's the Estate of Jatobá...

Because that woman is like a demon that seduces the mind and body of...

Beja no longer controls Antônio.

He married me.

- You don't know what Beja can do. - Do you know something I don't?

It is not a woman's place to question where their husbands go.

- But imagine... - No imagining, Maria.

Simply accept.

The wife belongs to the house, the man, to the world.

Angélica, dear...

- Is Antônio a good husband? - Yes.

- He is. - There you have it!

Don't listen to Maria's nonsense!

She's not even married,

she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Here, Valdo.

For the chickens.

Thank you.

We did this together when we were small, remember?

You were scared of the chickens.

We were kids, Valdo.

But I still don't like handling animals.

You didn't run from me.

Not like you run from the hens.

We've grown up, Valdo.

And you wound up becoming closer with Antônio.

I'm sure you go out every night to go have some fun, no?

No.

I don't go out at night. I rise early, for work.

Every morning. Yes.

Next, you'll tell me you've never been to Beja's estate.

- Never. - You left Antônio alone?

Your brother isn't a child, Maria.

I knew it.

You didn't need to bug pharmacist, it's just a scratch.

Not at all, João. There, it's done.

Give him cognac.

It'll help him relax.

Drink slowly.

I'm fixing to have another accident.

So you'll look after me again.

Look!

You just hit your head and now you're talking nonsense!

Here, mother. For you.

- Hibiscus tea. - You wasted your time.

I hate hibiscus.

Angélica, can you please make me some boldo tea?

No sugar, as usual.

You should add some honey so it's not so bitter.

If you dare to speak to me that way again,

I'll lock you in until you learn.

My brother should be locked inside to stop going where he shouldn't.

- What are you talking about? - Not another word from me.

I don't want to be grounded.

I like to see your dedication, son.

Especially now that you're a deputy.

I'm just checking the farm's accounting, mother.

- I know, I know. - Thank you.

Soon, you'll have to prove that you have zeal for Brazil

the same way your father taught you to have zeal for this family.

Don't disappoint us, son.

- What do you mean to say, ma'am? - What your father won't.

He's very tired.

Just like Brazil, this family needs you.

Angélica needs you.

- Did I not marry her? - You did.

But at night, you seek the wrong people.

Don't lose your way, Antônio.

Your career and your family will crumble if you lose your way.

And if you look at Beja again,

even a glance...

I will not see you as a son again.

Thank you, Mother.

I miss you.

Your grandmother would be proud of the man you've become, son.

An illustrious man,

concerned with his family, with his farm.

And with the fight she started.

As a deputy, I feel like my hands are tied, father.

If I had sailed to Lisbon, I would be unable to help the captives.

You know this.

Portugal wants to keep Brazil the same way it's always been.

Don't be discouraged, son.

Things are changing.

Once Dom Pedro takes control of Brazil,

you'll be able to do your mission.

And until then?

What do I do?

It seems the colonels and their ladies won't be coming to the bell's debut.

Yes, my child. And they always wanted a new bell.

And now they don't care for it. Pity.

They don't care for Beja, who paid for the bell.

I forgot how petty the people of Araxá are.

- Desemboque is the same, my friend. - And they call themselves Christians.

Father,

start the Mass and ring that bell already, please.

- God should punish us. - He would.

If we were to applaud a bell bought with the coin of debauchery.

Genoveva, you only go to church when my brother lets you.

Now you worry about missing Mass?

Where do you think you're going, miss?

To the church. Aren't they debuting the bell?

Not even in the day of reckoning!

Not even if Jesus offered to take you to heaven himself!

No child of mine goes where Beja goes.

Did you want the bell to stay broken?

I wanted another child, that's for sure.

Not this shameless girl that doesn't mind kneeling next to a whore! My God!

- Relax. A daughter is always a blessing. - Mine is a punishment.

Doesn't fit in her shoes, her dresses...

- And she eats like an elephant! - Augusta! That's enough!

I can't take it anymore, Ceci. The girl's decided to be Beja's friend.

My daughter is now a burden.

She could get married and taken away by a husband, but no.

What man would want such an abomination?

Good Jesus. I should sell you to the circus.

Enough!

Even I think you were too harsh, Augusta.

Now, that will kill someone.

What are you talking about?

Well...

Such a lovely lady crying like that...

Leave, I don't listen to bums.

If you'd like, I...

Excuse me.

I can stay quiet.

What are you doing here?

I saw you running through the plaza and came after you.

To laugh at me?

No.

It's just...

Excuse me.

I like being near you.

Are you drunk?

No. I didn't drink yet today.

I may be invisible, but I'm not blind.

Carminha, just look at you, you're...

You're such a...

You're so different!

- Are you calling me an abomination? - No, no!

No, I meant you're so captivating!

Yes...

Captivating.

Sincere.

And yes, you're different!

From all the other ladies, they're all the same.

Where did you get such lovely words?

Not from the dumpster...

If you only knew how I feel when I...

Excuse me.

How I feel when I'm close to you.

Or when I...

When I see you...

in the window, from afar.

Honorato! I'm a family woman! Not a potless flower!

I'm sorry!

Thank you.

Move your eyes from what isn't yours, Candinha.

Even if he were free, Antônio's heart is not.

Look who's talking, always melting for the Apothecary,

who never comes here.

Yes.

What family would allow their children to marry whores like us?

Three, Siá Boa.

All it took was that girl and her estate and now this place is all cobwebs.

Now the colonels only come here after Beja announces who will bed her.

Worse yet,

they spend a fortune on that princess then try to barter with our girls.

One of these nights, I laid with her.

Worth every penny!

I've never had a girl like Beja.

Antônio gets possessed when they speak of Beja.

He never forgot her, poor man.

Candinha.

On the topic of forgetting,

look who remembered you, Siá Boa.

Hello.

Beja! For you, I'll empty my pockets, sell my cattle,

and if needed, I'll sell my mother-in-law!

I can do without the mother-in-law.

But I accept the father-in-law, with all the gold that he carries.

Fifty thousand.

- I'll pay more! - I'll pay more!

Madam Beja is worth more, colonel.

- Don't you think? - Eighty thousand!

That's how much this jewel is worth.

Which is probably a gift for your lady.

My lady will understand.

After all, spending a night with Madam Beja is priceless.

It's true.

- Two hundred thousand. - What did he say?

Two hundred thousand.

- What is that money for? - For helping myself to Madam Beja.

Isn't it the house's specialty?

- Three hundred! - My God!

Three hundred thousand!

I'm too expensive for you.

- Colonel... - Please.

I can't believe my cousin made a bid in the auction.

He wants to torment me.

I regret that you and him have not made amends.

- Truly. - Then you believe me?

That I didn't go with the Magistrate willingly?

The way you loved Antônio, you'd only leave here if forced. No?

So someone in that family believes me!

I should have fallen for you instead of Antônio.

We could be married, Fortunato.

Let me know if you like the herbs I've brought.

They're aphrodisiacs, as you requested.

- Aphrodisiac herbs. - Yes.

Have you ever used these herbs with someone?

Handsome as you are, I bet you have.

- Surely. - No.

I mean...

I was interested in a girl.

But...

How can I put it...

- She works the tavern. - She's a whore.

Fortunato, pleasing men is my profession as well.

- I know. - Is her being a harlot...

a problem for you?

Not necessarily.

- It's just... - Give the girl a chance.

If you could see that girl with your heart,

then you might be different from the other men.

- Different? - Different.

More...

- More sensible. - That's it.

That's my problem.

I...

I can't.

But you can't lay with her because you're paying her?

- That too. - Unlike others, you don't discriminate

between a lady of the night and a housewife.

- That inhibits sex. - Yes.

- I can't. - Take the girl to your home.

Treat her like she's your fiancée.

I guarantee you can do it.

- Easy, colonel. - Wake up. Wake up, boy!

He came here at night, drank too much.

- How much does he owe? - Nothing.

We just brought him up and laid him down.

Let me talk to him.

Alone.

Excuse me.

You think because you're a deputy you can do whatever you want?

I can't come to the tavern anymore?

You can come here as much as you want, only to have fun.

The problem is, your honor, that you've been seen in Beja's estate.

- I went to have fun, uncle. - Respect me, boy!

I was bedding whores years before you were born!

- You're not going there for fun! - Then what am I going for?

- Can you tell me? - Trouble,

which you will find when you lay with her.

Antônio.

Antônio, son...

You could not have found a better wife!

Angélica is perfect to look after the family.

That's what housewives are for, children and the house.

But the whores of the streets,

they're for fun and debauchery, and that's it.

- Beja is a whore of the street. - For any other man.

Not for you, having loved her.

- Uncle, I think... - No you don't, Antônio.

In a faithful family, like ours,

a man doesn't have two wives.

He has his housewife, with whom he lays only to make children...

and then there are the whores that he does whatever he wants with!

You can screw all the whores you want,

but don't go after Beja anymore.

You only have one wife.

Angélica.

And you'll spend the rest of your life with her.

Good morning, Angélica.

Good morning, my love.

I just brushed off your coat.

You didn't have to.

- I only wear it at the capital. - Not at all.

Your clothes must always be impeccable.

- I'll order breakfast. - You still haven't eaten?

I was waiting for you.

I could have arrived late.

Because of work.

I'd wait as long as I had to.

A wife must also always wait for her husband.

Excuse me.

I hope you like it.

It's all I managed to find, because I wasn't...

I wasn't expecting such a last minute invite.

I thought you deserved it.

No man has ever treated me like this.

Do you think I'm different from other men?

Very different.

You are a much better man than any I have ever met.

You're special, Apothecary!

Thank you.

Try it, check if they're sweet.

They are? Good!

Hey, are you okay?

I'm sorry. I must go.

Was it something I did?

Are you ashamed to be seen with me outside the tavern?

No, no.

I forgot I have a patient to tend to.

Excuse me.

Lord...

Merciful as You are.

Cleanse my impure thoughts.

Tear from me these desires I cannot control.

All rise.

After analysis...

conducted by many experts...

It has been proven that Mrs. Josefa Mendonça

is the true author of the paintings

signed by Damião Junqueira.

- Your Honor... - In light of this,

everything that is a fruit of those paintings,

including the house,

acquired through the sale of those very same paintings,

belongs to Mrs. Josefa.

This is absurd!

Exclusively, to Mrs. Josefa,

according to the separate property regime drawn up

in the nuptial agreement made between the spouses.

In light of this,

the Junqueira family has no right to any heritage.

It is decided.

This judge has been bought.

Mr. Domingos.

I strongly counsel you not to repeat the words you have uttered.

Otherwise, I'll have you locked up for insulting me.

Your Honor, can't you see

you are defending a swindling black woman?

- My God! - Goodness!

Never again offend my mother!

You may arrest me, your Honor.

If any man...

offended my mother in such a way...

I would probably do the same.

And so what that I'm black?

Your father and brother must be turning in their graves out of shame!

Vermin!

Gentlemen.

Since we are here, I'd like to make an announcement.

You know how hard I have worked in the name of justice.

Thus, I make available the judge's chair,

leaving it up to the good men of this gathering

to choose carefully the one who will replace me.

May you choose someone capable of taming the beasts

that lately occupy our village.

I offer myself to the chair.

I wish you luck, Dr. Costa Pinto.

Dr. Mendonça.

I cannot neglect to inform you that your role in this was brilliant.

Congratulations.

The verdict was more than just, Josefa!

We have so much to thank you for, Beja!

The idea to have her paint in court is what saved us!

But it only worked out because of your debating skills, Mendonça.

- It's your credit. - That is true.

Judge Bartolomeu praised father's composure.

You should offer yourself to the judge's chair, Zé.

And compete with Costa Pinto?

You'd like a less mediocre opponent?

You've always dreamed of being a judge, honey.

Never ignore advice from a woman like Josefa, Mendonça.

And never forget the help of a friend.

Beja...

This is for you.

Thank you, my dear friend!

The best part of this painting is your signature on it.

I don't get it.

You wanted to lay with Antônio so badly.

Why didn't you accept his bid?

I could not ignore Col. Dias' offer.

And what's more...

If he wants to lay with me, he should try harder.

It won't be when, or how he wants it.

You'd rather keep torturing yourself?

I've made plans with João.

We'll breathe some fresh air.

Do you want to join?

No, thank you.

But I will pray that you sort your ideas out.

Am I that ugly?

Even covered in mud, you're lovely.

Some days, I feel disgusting.

Especially on the inside.

Why so?

Did you ever love someone you thought would never love you back,

and even so, you insisted on it?

Of course.

How did you deal with that feeling?

Careful.

Some mud is falling into your eye!

Is that really the name? "Donkey's Creek?"

It's a waterfall where salty water used to fatten the cattle flows.

Bulls, donkeys...

- You'll love it. - They say it's good for the skin!

And for the hair, too.

Are we far?

We're almost there.

Come. Let's go home.

What's wrong?

Won't we swim?

There's a shirtless man there.

Not a place for a family lady.

Come.

Your friendship is so important to me, João.

Friendship?

Aren't you my friend?

Time to clean the mud off!

How are you, Antônio?

If you came to explain yourself, no need.

I came to meet my father.

What are you talking about?

I saw you with Beja at the waterfall.

What's the matter?

We're friends.

João.

I know what friendship looks like between men and women.

Even if Beja were more than a friend,

what does it matter to you?

You're not her fiancé or husband.

- You know why I gave up on her. - Yes.

But I see it differently.

I would never give up on love because of...

- unfortunate events. - Unfortunate events?

- If you saw what I saw... - I don't care, Antônio.

I care about my story beside her.

I won't lie to you...

- I want Beja. - Because you're an idiot.

Beja doesn't want you and never did!

You don't have the means to lay with Madam Beja.

You doubt me?

- Come to the estate tonight, you'll see! - You are the one who will see!

You'll see me going with Beja.

They think I'm a trophy.

They will learn I am much more than that.

Good evening, Col. Malaquias. Welcome.

Good evening. I didn't bring my son tonight.

I came with Hector, my grandson.

And you? When will you partake?

Even if I won the auction,

Beja wouldn't lay someone my age.

I will bid on behalf of my nephew and enjoy some cards.

Well, then have fun!

- Beja! - She's gorgeous!

- You're marvelous! - Lovely!

- You're splendid! - Marvelous!

- Good evening, gentlemen. - Good evening.

It's time to find out which one of you will have the honor to enjoy Madam Beja.

- Me! - I will!

- Here! Over here! - No! Me!

- Me! - Me!

Don't pull out your wallets!

There is no auction tonight.

- What? - What does she mean?

I'll do things differently.

Today, the one who decides who comes up with me...

is me.

Because no money at all can buy my will.

So, from tonight on, the one deciding who gets to bed me

will be Madam Beja.

And I choose...

- Me! - Over here!

- Hey! Me! - Pick me!

Col. Malaquias.

Prepare!

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Three.

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Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine... Fire!