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When two people like each other, there are no ifs or buts.

Then I hope you like the news I have to tell you.

- What news? - I'm pregnant.

We need to tell your parents.

- As soon as possible. - That means...

- It means... - ...you're going to marry me?

If they let me.

I'll come back tonight,

and we'll tell your father, okay?

Good evening.

Do you know who Beja is?

Well, yes. Who doesn't?

- Are you... Are you a relative? - Sure.

But we grew apart.

You know, affairs of life.

Can you point me to her house?

Of course! I can do better, I can take you to her!

- Just, not on foot. - Is it far?

You know, you turn here, then there, then here, and you're there!

It's a breeze.

I thought she was more properly accommodated.

But she is!

You'll see.

Beja?

Just a moment, I'll fetch Beja.

Beja?

Do you think I'm as stupid as you?

This house is abandoned.

You recognized me, no?

The kidnapping of Beja made me more popular than the title of Magistrate.

The world has seen greater priorities.

I have finally found you.

Go back to hell!

You demon!

Beja!

Shit!

Beja?

Don't hurt her.

Drop your weapon and kick it toward me!

Or say goodbye to the whore!

Easy.

Easy.

You are the true culprit of it all!

I'd be very well off in court had it not been for you!

- You fuck! - He's not to blame for anything!

I put you in jail! Please!

- Don't shoot him! - Let her go.

Let's talk, man to man.

You're a fool, just as I thought!

Trivial and predictable!

If you weren't clinging on to this shitty fiancé,

I would have what I wanted!

I would've had my way with you right there on the floor!

In front of the entire village!

I didn't resist only for him! I did it for me!

I'd never be yours! Not even as a captive!

That was my biggest mistake!

Bringing you to Paracatu by force,

and holding you captive!

You...

The King's Magistrate did that?

This woman is dangerous!

Someone had to tame her!

Tame me?

You destroyed my life and my dreams!

- Our dreams! - Shut up, you whore!

This is between two men!

You were never a man! I ended you once, I'll do it again!

So you think.

Can't you see I can kill you whenever I want?

Let her go, I tell you!

He suffers more when I point the gun at you than at him!

You piece of shit!

No, no! Please!

Don't shoot him!

When I saw you at the plaza, on that horse, totally nude...

I wanted to kill you.

I really did!

But, then...

I saw your breasts, and thought:

"What good are those, if lifeless?"

I faltered!

But with this negro,

I won't think twice! I'll shoot!

- Let her go, coward! - Don't do this.

- Let's talk, release her. - Let Josefa go.

I'm the one you want.

Who said I want you?

I'm here after the stone! Not after you!

I searched, and searched...

and I only found it when I saw it adorning your head!

So that's what you want? The diamond?

Did you think you'd find a diamond of that size,

inside the mine which I should never have given to you,

and I wouldn't know of it?

Beja,

you don't know what I'm capable of doing to get my hands on that diamond!

Go on, Beja! Give it to me.

I don't have it!

- Severina must've put it away when... - Then find it! And quickly!

Unless you want to see this friend of yours...

dead!

Wait.

MADAM BEJA

You should lie down, Beja.

- You should rest. - No. I must act.

Josefa was taken by a dangerous man.

- I should have believed you. - No. Not now.

Mota wants the diamond. Until he has it, Josefa is in danger.

Do you know where it is?

Severina must have put it away after my fall.

- I must talk to her. - Not alone.

Antônio and I will escort you.

Beja!

Are you feeling better?

I'll be, João.

Antônio.

The ambush didn't work. The killer didn't show.

He did, but not here.

He went after Beja at the church.

- Did you get the bastard? - You won't believe this.

The man who shot at her was the Magistrate.

- Where is he? - You must stay calm, João.

He has taken Josefa.

- My mother? - She was taken.

As a hostage.

- How could you let this happen? - He won't hurt her!

I promise.

He wants the diamond.

- I should have done something! - It's not your fault.

Mota isn't stupid.

He'll do nothing to Josefa until he gets the diamond.

I shouldn't have stood here!

You startled me, Beja!

I could have shot you!

I need your help, Severina.

Where is the diamond?

- I hid it. - Where?

Some place no one would look.

In your head.

I had Rômulo install this.

Only he knows about it, only we have the key.

Good thing you think of everything.

What happened, Beja?

Only this diamond can save the life of a friend.

- What a night, Colonel! - Yes, you really wore me out!

Nothing a good breakfast can't fix, Col. Botelho.

You're not here to have breakfast with me, are you?

So what's this about?

Where is he?

We know you've been sheltering Mota.

Mota? The Magistrate?

He's in Araxá?

Hosted at your farmhouse.

I don't know what you mean.

Do you recognize this, Colonel?

Do I look like a modiste?

We found that in your carriage, Col. Botelho.

So it could be mine! Give it back.

Enough foolishness.

They're his initials. Joaquim Inácio Silveira da Mota.

We want to know where he is.

To save my mother.

- What does Josefa have to do with this? - My patience is running out!

We know you've been with Mota, he's got my mother hostage!

Either you tell us...

or your breakfast will be blood.

I know you both since you were little.

My son played with you. You were always together.

Therefore, respect me!

Alright? Respect me!

I'm a man of my word!

If I say Mota is not in my farmhouse,

then certainly he is not!

Excuse me.

Do you believe him?

Of course not.

Let's go.

I did suspect you might come to my farmhouse.

I would invite you in for a coffee,

but those who don't trust me don't enter my home.

- Who has no trust, isn't worthy of it. - Col. Botelho.

- If it is proven... - I will hear no more.

Or do you want to sort this with bullets?

This is my land! Begone!

Let's go, João.

We'll find another way.

Come.

Follow them.

Make sure they really do leave.

Did you hear all that?

They were looking for you.

Now, tell me,

did I hear it right, that they're accusing you of kidnapping a woman?

- A black woman! - An important woman!

Josefa is wife to Dr. Mendonça!

One of the most important lawyers of the region.

- I had no choice. - You had no choice.

Now, listen here. I helped you out quite a lot,

hiding you after you fled jail.

I will no longer sully my hands.

You helped me

because you want money from the sale of the diamond!

It just so happens that kidnapping was not a part of our deal!

The deal is no longer...

You didn't bring her here.

Of course not!

That's good, because you're leaving.

Our deal is off! I don't want to be a part of this!

I will not sully my hands!

You...

cannot do this.

Who do you think you're speaking to?

With a cowardly little fugitive.

A man with no influence at court!

And without that, you don't matter! You're useless!

And that is why you'll leave.

Today.

Now!

Or should I call the police?

That damn Col. Botelho is hiding Mota in his farmhouse, I know it!

That may be, but Josefa wasn't there.

Botelho was surprised about the kidnapping.

Mota must be hiding her somewhere else.

- I can't wait any longer. - Relax.

He will tell us where to meet.

Good thing Dr. Mendonça isn't here.

My father could not take this agony.

It must be Mota's message.

Whoever threw that must know where he is.

Come!

He wants me to go alone.

None of us will allow you to risk that, Beja.

Beja is going.

Seeing how shaken Avelino was,

it really was best that he wait for my father, at home.

We will bring your mother safely, João.

- Trust me. - I'd risk my life for it.

Let's get the horses.

Let's follow her from afar.

Mota can't suspect we're with her.

Augusta!

Augusta?

Do you know where my gardening scissors are?

How should I know, Costa Pinto?

You're always so aloof!

Did you choke?

Choke on what?

Do I eat out of time?

Good God, grant me patience!

Not patience,

give me a real husband!

Carminha.

Where did you go? You're so disheveled!

- Let me see those threads. Any grays? - No, none.

These are for an embroidery of mine.

Don't you think she's acting very strangely?

She won't let anyone into her room!

Not even the house servant.

Now she's obsessed with embroidery.

Her, of all people. She never liked sewing!

Something about this smells off.

Costa Pinto!

Are you listening?

Yes.

So is everyone out at the square.

Then why don't you answer me?

I just didn't think you wanted my opinion.

And what's your opinion?

That you've always said Carminha is strange.

Do you know whose fault it is that she's like that, Costa Pinto?

It's your fault!

I went to the apothecary.

I've brought an ointment for your wound.

And Beja?

Did you hear from her?

She woke up and seems to be better.

Now it's your turn, Honorato.

Promise me you won't die.

I promise.

The bastard is taking a while...

Did he give up?

Strange...

What is it?

Beja's horse...

the white one.

It's not there!

Antônio! Get back here!

Antônio!

Beja's orders.

Did you bring it?

Josefa first.

Come on! The diamond!

My friend!

Beja...

- My God... - It's over.

It's over, sweetie.

- It's over. - Thank God.

Josefa. Stay here.

- Okay. - I'll be back.

You bastard!

You son of a bitch!

Who helped you rob me?

Can't you speak?

Well then I hope...

you tell the wolves!

I hope this matter dies with him!

How will I explain it?

The death of someone so important?

And the other one?

- The one that fled? - Josefa.

What matters is that I rescued you.

And the diadem. That's lucky.

One day I'll settle the score with that sneak.

Come.

You are leaving. Now!

Or should I call the police?

I knew father was hiding someone!

No, don't say anything.

I had an idea.

What my father started and didn't finish, I will.

I just need you to take the diamond.

I'll find a buyer.

Josefa! Are you okay?

Avelino told me.

Good God, what madness!

- I'm fine. - Thank God, everything's fine.

- It's fine... - How do you feel?

After all of that,

it's hard not to ask myself...

If I'm living the life that I...

want to live.

My God...

My love, calm down...

Calm down.

Beja, please.

Can we speak?

The guilt is killing me.

No, Antônio. Not now...

- I'm exhausted. - I should have believed you.

When you said you were kidnapped, I should have believed you.

Forgive me.

I've always told you...

that I was kidnapped.

That I was a captive...

in Paracatu.

But you had to hear it from another man to believe me.

To you...

and to everyone else that turned their backs to me,

the word of a woman is worth nothing.

Even the word of the woman you said you loved.

Forgive me.

Please, forgive me.

Antônio, until you understand...

that I don't want to be your lover...

go back to your wife.

I hope someday you'll forgive me.

It's never too late.

Thank you.

For not leaving me when I most needed it.

Beja.

I'm the village's apothecary, but also your friend.

It's such a relief to hear that, my dear.

Severina told me how you left here the other night.

Forgive me.

I did not feel comfortable at the dinner.

Fortunato, I just wanted to help you.

I still do.

Help with what?

My friend,

even if you must face the entire village

to be your true self...

I will be beside you. Like you were for me.

Whatever you think you know of me, don't say it.

- No, I just wanted... - You're dismissed.

I must go.

Excuse me.

It's the demons, Father.

They chase me, haunt me.

Now they speak to me through my friends.

The demons...

What do they say?

They imply things.

They imply that I'm hiding...

From myself.

- And why do they? - Because I'm different...

with women.

I don't feel desire for them, I feel...

I just haven't found one that I like.

Well, I did find a woman...

but she works the tavern.

The women of the tavern are also children of God.

But God would be perplexed...

If it was there that your heart found a woman...

then go live with her.

God shall be with you.

Thank you, Father.

Thank you so much.

You're welcome, child.

Go with God.

Forgive me, Lord.

But marrying a prostitute...

should still be an easier fight,

than the one truly consuming this boy.

- Marry? - Yes.

I would like to marry you.

Marry...

But, you mean, marry?

By marry, you mean...

You marrying me,

in the church?

- So, I'll enter the church... - As God commands it.

Yes!

- Yes, yes, yes! - Calm down, Siá Boa!

Easy! We'll do it all as tradition dictates.

- Yes, of course! - We only kiss after the wedding.

- That's what the Father said. - Yes!

Easy, Siá Boa!

After all, who is responsible for the case?

The boy, or the boy's father?

Both, Your Honor.

In this case, the boy is called João Mendonça.

A lawyer, graduated from Coimbra.

The judge knows that, Beja.

But you're right.

It's good to remind them.

Where is Dr. Mendonça?

Home, caring for my mother.

Josefa was kidnapped, I'm sure you've heard, gentlemen.

And you won't investigate it, because it's just a woman.

And because the other party is the former King's Magistrate...

No one wants the headache, right?

Someday, that'll change.

Will you continue to waste my time

or shall I tell you the hearing's purpose?

Col. Felizardo, here, who represents the colonels of the village,

would like to sue you.

For attacking morals and good customs.

Seeing as you rode...

Seeing as you rode naked...

at the plaza.

- May I know what's so funny? - It's funny,

that you're suddenly the voice of morality.

- That's all. - Well, know that I'm quite generous.

With that said, I suggest you cancel

the publishing of that novel on the newspaper.

In exchange,

I'll convince the colonels to give up on the lawsuit.

- What do you think? - I don't know...

I must consult my lawyer.

What do you think?

Maybe it's wise not to confront your clientele,

if you intend to keep Estate of Jatobá open.

I accept the deal.

Even knowing...

that some will still ride naked

between four walls.

In that case, with the novel canceled...

this hearing is over.

I told you it would work.

It's better than my previous commission.

Now, no one needs the newspaper to read my novel.

You never tire of tormenting Araxá's people, no?

They're hypocrites.

People here live buried under lies.

It's the price of civility,

so they say.

Life in society is an endless ball of masks.

I don't think I like this ball.

But you're right.

I have to keep my business running, and the other side of civility...

is money, isn't it?

So they say!

Beja!

- You said you would cancel this! - I did!

- From the newspaper. - Col. Felizardo.

The deal my client signed said nothing about leaflets.

How will I explain this to the colonels?

Tell them I did my part.

Now, if the novel's author did not do theirs,

then I can do nothing.

Thank you for the help, João.

I'd like to take this chance to wish you luck,

on your engagement with Maria.

I hope that you'll be a very, very happy man.

You know who would make me happy.

And you know why I've put off my return to Rio de Janeiro.

You.

It wouldn't be fair to you.

A man that deserves much more than what I can give.

A boy brought this...

for you, Severina.

It seems like 'A' has an admirer.

What if it's not an admirer?

What if they're insults from a colonel?

You'll only know if you read it.

"Dear 'A,'

a man can go his entire life hiding his true self

in the darkness of ignorance.

But you,

with the rare sensibility given to you by God,

are capable of shedding light onto the most recluse male soul."

- Who signed it? - It says: "The Reader."

Who could it be?

I don't know.

I just know I like the compliments.

"And with your words,

you illuminate my days and nights of solitude.

I am eternally grateful to the novel you have written."

You'll love the roast, Josefa. It's my grandmother's recipe!

Maria cooked it herself.

Now you're working up my appetite! I love roasts.

João and Maria!

We fancy that couple, ever since they were kids!

Thank you, Col. Sampaio.

But Maria...

- Where is she? - My sister is vain.

She must be...

That dress, didn't Beja...

Maria, I think you wore the wrong dress, honey.

I can help you change, Maria...

- Let's put on... - There's no need.

This is the dress I want to wear in my engagement.

She looks stunning in blue!

Doesn't she, son?

I can make you...

a very happy wife.

I will be happy...

being obedient to you,

as any wife should be.

- Ceci, the champagne. - Of course, yes, the champagne!

João.

Thank you, Mrs. Ceci.

And Mr. Mendonça.

Thank you.

We need to talk.

- Would you like cornbread? - Yes!

Right now.

It's quite warm!

It's the best around these parts.

What do you intend with that dress?

To stop the wedding?

- You're the only one bothered by it. - Of course.

Beja wore that in our engagement.

And don't deny it again. I'm not an idiot.

If you weren't, you'd realize your wife is amazing.

- Angélica... - My marriage is my business!

Hardly seems like it.

- What do you know about life? - I know more about yours than you do.

- I have no patience for this. - I know, for instance,

that you were married to Angélica even before you two were engaged.

What do you mean, Maria?

That Beja knew about this, too.

I've said enough.

You'll leave after you tell me what you meant!

Beja came after you, she fled from Paracatu!

Antônio is not your fiancé anymore.

He has just married,

barely two days ago.

Liar!

Show her, Angélica.

It was quite a party, you should've seen it.

No one told me?

Antônio,

forget about that, it's in the past!

You hate your own son!

- What is the meaning of this? - Son!

Beja risked her life,

fled Paracatu, came after me, and no one told me?

- Sorry, Angélica, but I let it slip. - Maria.

- You... - What do you know of this, Angélica?

It's not their fault.

Enough secrets. I want to know.

Speak!

I told Beja we were married.

I showed her our mother's ring on my finger,

so she'd give up on you and be gone!

- You didn't... - I did!

She would ruin your life!

You'd never have been elected had you married Beja!

Angélica did well, Antônio.

I didn't raise you to live with a whore!

You raised me to do what you want,

not to be happy.

You were almost capable of murder, right, mother?

Angélica.

Enough.

Now I decide how, and whom I will live with!

And I'll do it far away from you all.

Beja!

If you came to apologize again...

You deserve to me more than a mistress.

I'm here to stay.

I knew my heart was right.

You love me.

You love me.

You're his wife, and...

- nothing can change that! - You changed that!

You changed it all!

If you'd kept your mouth shut, he would never have known!

I hate you!

- Angélica! - What's wrong?