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THE END

The lady is coming.

Everyone is waiting for her.

She will always be my daughter.

My other daughters, your sisters.

Your daughter, our house.

He was not for me.

I was not for him.

Idiot and cruel.

It was us before, not to know.

And the Liodor heard from Nora that the skit was hurting you.

But why, my son?

Why?

But then he assumes that everything depends on me

and extends over the son a wing.

Let's go to the Buriti, good girl.

And if I say it out of the blue, that no.

What will he do?

Maria Beu and Maria da Glória.

Give them to the lady she will like.

They are good.

And he came to ask for a license to my brother for a trip.

Ridiculous.

A caipira.

A useless man from another time.

Walk through the Bela de Osonte.

Speak my name.

Then he reputs a minor.

A woman under suspicion.

Already.

But,

a little wider.

But it's a scandal.

Little, my blood,

has been in the farm for some time.

As you wish,

we are on the way

to the right train.

What we must leave behind

is the dust and sadness.

The rest is to see by the way the highest.

And now they say there is no wrong in avoiding us.

We have a plan.

We will pretend.

Woe's İstanbul

It's only the Поэтому of the old seas.

That water spilled me singing.

All boys who can't be a rock or smoker, are not in a hurry.

Come on, guys.

Your sides will break!

A geo- belongs to the one who finds it at the land.

I'm a specialist, I'm a spy.

And don't talk, I'm here.

I will not let you down.

I'll go with you.

I'm not a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

Why didn't you fire me?

He did it.

You looked like the head.

I did.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

I'm a spy.

What's up, people?

In the city, it's always nice to hear that there are many regatteries, lack of food.

I say without offense.

What about the Buritibao?

Gulabeta tells you.

He knows.

If Madrebeu had a son, he would be mad.

Gulabeta kisses her.

Gulabeta has the best people in the game.

I'm not mad.

I'm not mad.

I'm not mad.

But Maria da Glória, you know?

My feeling.

She sympathizes with you.

She comes to me with everything.

You are a well-versed man.

Lonely.

Sad.

THE LAST DAY

Miss Celurgina said,

everything is regressed in the sacred history.

Life in the serenity is pure.

But nothing simple and dedicated to God.

Maria Beúnen was so disgraceful, as she said.

I doubt in the open, Gaspar.

Miguel expected to see a megera.

Open.

He is rich.

Visible.

Each one is round as a coin of justice.

THE LAST DAY

THE LAST DAY

Mr. Miguel, we have to get the aid.

The labor leader never goes.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the arrangements are not enough for the harvest.

Even though, until the end of the month,

I think I have to go and jump.

Until there in the capital.

THE LAST DAY

Mr. Esteja and Demóri.

As a company that works.

Wow.

I'm a bit sad.

I'm a bit angry with my friend.

The brexit.

The brexit?

No, Mr. Marguerite.

I think it's Passaro.

Leave him.

Passaro, cleaning.

At this hour.

And you?

Sapo?

I'm not saying anything, but you have an idea.

I'm not.

My way is the same.

Are you trying to learn what the city is?

I was born in the woods too.

I'm a rose.

Where?

Here in the serpents?

In the middle of the gerais.

Where?

Where?

Where?

It turns into another sadness for so long.

But I remember everything very well.

The boss said that El was sleeping in the farm's moin.

He could say without making a mistake what noise was at night.

Even more tense.

Because the sleep was not visible.

It was a tough idea that the enemy would come to scare him.

Who would have thought that at night the rain would be so heavy?

Oh, no, Cesar.

There are many different rains.

And everything else is waiting for you.

But what's this enemy, boss?

There will be something that is not something.

Everything runs around.

If we are sleeping, it takes away our strength.

Come.

Kill.

It's more than a reason that if you take it with God,

there is no better remedy to be relieved.

The boss has a headache all the time.

Isn't it, boss?

Dad liked you, but more.

And, as I said,

I love what I want to marry your daughter Maria da Glória.

What does she answer me?

Tell me something that you are dreaming.

Think about it.

Latif?

From my land?

There was a bird singing at night.

Really? A cartoon?

On a day he gets all laid, hidden in a stick of wood.

It's easy to get your hands on it.

But at night he goes out to hunt food.

He sings before midnight and breaks the dawn.

There's no one here.

It's big and beautiful.

With his feathers shining.

Made a pavilion.

Did you have a girlfriend there on your land?

No.

I left there very young.

What else?

It's a place that I don't even know if it exists there.

My agent has changed.

You're a disgrace.

Will you come back here someday to see us again?

I really liked it here.

Of all.

Are you a widow?

To marry this woman too?

No, I'm not.

Do you have a widow's face?

I don't.

It's alright.

If you marry me, I'll come.

Don't you like anyone?

No.

I'll be back.

I'm going back here.

Why don't you come to the Sá?

You know I didn't tell you the truth about the proposal.

There's also a tunnel here.

A tunnel in the woods, a rock in the woods that even touched us.

I wanted to take you to the Sá.

I wanted to take Gloria with me to the greatest distances in my life.

And you, Gloria?

Did you have a baby?

I did not.

They caught the little fish, opened it and took me inside them already big.

Knowing how to talk, dancing, and so on.

Hey, is it worth it?

Living is always worth it.

Did you miss what I said about the toy of the little fish?

No, Maria da Gloria.

But you should have been born in the flower house of the most beautiful girl in the world.

Brought to a pink garland.

It's good.

Did you notice, Maria da Gloria?

Socorro or Socorboi?

He used to go to the night, to the river to pick up the birds.

But now he was a monkey.

No, now.

He sings far away, I'm recognizing.

It's Socorro.

He flew further away.

You know, you're learning with the boss.

He must be listening to you in the morning.

Be careful.

He won't just go with Socorro.

Not even with the tone.

A

Manso and Manso, the thing.

Eveen, it's the thing.

Love, a woman who left a coruja.

I swear.

Save the queen, mother of Mr. Corja, the life of our hope, save us.

The voice for the damsel, the degraded, the son of Eva.

The voice of the spirals, the shrieking, in this valley of tears.

What doesn't come is this end of the night.

The light pink aurora.

The hours of dreams.

THE END

Guys, there won't be any tattoo in the world.

I have a little girl named Giu.

She says he doesn't respect you.

He likes to look at my legs.

He has a good taste.

You think I'm pretty, Lala?

Yes.

My good girl.

Lala, do you think I'm pretty?

Yes, I am.

Lala, do you think it's right for a single girl like me to think like this?

To like these things?

But what things, Maria da Glória?

Nothing, no.

But yes, you know.

I often have time.

I think it would be good if a man suddenly hugged me.

Since God said it, I think.

I'm doing it because I don't notice.

There was a way to like a man looking at my legs a lot.

My good boy.

I'm like a fool.

Lala, do you really think I'm pretty?

Yes, my good boy.

You, a girl without a little bit of health.

Each one needs to feel desired.

I want to know something that I can ask you, didn't I bore you?

So, my dear.

Ok.

Yes, you tell me.

You didn't want to have children,

but Zanga asked me.

Of course not.

There is no reason.

And it's not that we didn't want to have.

We were just letting it go for a while.

But you, Blarinha,

must get married and have at least half a dozen.

A portion.

And Lala, I remembered your grandmother, Maurícia, you know.

She is who says.

We must have many children, how many come,

and with the love of well-being, without over-examination.

That God is stable.

But we don't just get married.

We get married for the moon of honey and the moon of honey.

She says something of the fun of love.

She reproduces the old dances,

like the air, she shares the compass,

she dances the carola and goes to the vial.

She put perfume on the saia's nails,

she wore a balloon skirt,

but didn't like to wear a split.

She says,

your faleiros, your always, look there,

love me a lot.

I'm going to stay.

How is it possible, my God?

To believe in the white shadow of a subject of stupid data.

How?

I'm in the right.

In the right away from everything.

I like him because he left me.

I have no fear

of what I liked to come.

When I met him,

when I wanted to marry him,

when my bride...

It's my family business that comes back from love.

My business,

my business,

my business,

my business,

in front of the children,

Maria da Glória.

Maria da Glória will be sleeping.

I don't want to think,

I want to stay very quiet.

Wonderful,

beautiful,

what is the name that could make him look great?

My children thought it was better to feel it, Lala.

You know, Lala,

every time we want something,

we don't know what,

so it's because we're aware of your good and bad,

or lack of listening to music.

I'm not going to be a good girl.

I'm going to be a good girl.

I'm going to be a good girl.

I'm going to be a good girl.

My daughters,

who were,

have you gone my time?

You must dance well, Lala.

I'm going to be a good girl.

The children were born,

they lived,

I'm going to be a good girl.

The children were born,

I'm going to be a good girl.

We're holding the little chestnuts.

I'm singing so much, my love.

She's a physicist.

If you say that you're going to eat,

I'm going to be a good girl.

I'm going to be a good girl.

I'm going to be a good girl.

If you say that you're going to eat,

I'm going to be a good girl.

No,

I'm going to be a good girl.

Did you see Lala? Did you hear?

This woman, Dona de Oneia,

is one of the father's weaknesses.

You know he's a man.

Before the other, I never saw,

that Mulata, a woman of adventures,

but that married man,

a husband who's suffering and knowing,

is a dog, a sheep.

I should have seen who gave her a tunda.

Take the iron, my companion,

and let the sheep run.

Run.

I dream sometimes

that I'll give you a tunda.

I dream sometimes

that I'll give you a tunda.

Of your love,

the primacy.

Oh, of your love,

of your eyes,

the light that makes you

black, heavy,

the light that makes you

black, heavy,

the fine aroma

that makes you

black, and I saw the

beauty of your speech.

Today I would make

a paradise

only in love

with a smile.

Only in love

with a smile.

I've forgotten the city

of my life before.

Of everything I thought was mine.

Glory to my good.

You don't feel life aging,

but passing by.

What's coming?

What's coming?

I need to come back.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

Why not then?

Nobody is stopping me.

I'll feel the lack of glory.

But I can invite you to spend some time in the city.

From here to a month.

I'll be back to Belo Horizons.

Lala.

You're not kidding.

And now?

And everything?

It's not a disease alone, no.

There's a man from the Marmels, too.

He's doing some help.

He's a giant,

African black, so old.

You'll see, nobody can do it with him.

What if he's so old?

Good luck.

Have you thought about it,

like he'd get christmassy?

You superstitious CD!

You're the one who dug the well.

Dad!

I love you!

I love you too, you're in the band of the Brejão.

You've left the Amuso.

Nestor!

Horácio!

Iori, is it a door?

A door? A door!

THE END

The warning of God is

that from now on, it's weekday,

from then on, it's Easter.

I'm seeing that the village

is going to be disobeyed by the Confessor.

Until then,

this girl is so pale.

It was a father's request.

The Great Buriti doesn't fall.

He doesn't even church me.

And it doesn't look like a disease.

He won't write me letters.

I said no.

So stupid.

I couldn't have said that he wrote about writing to you.

From him, I didn't know any of that.

I should have.

No, this isn't it.

Don't ask him, my dear.

Don't trust him and say what you feel.

And the days began to pass with another rush.

The camel, planted by hand, on the line, gave birth.

The first crumpled and chipped crows

sent to the village, and in São João, they made a firecracker.

And then, in São João...

Open the door!

Open the door!

One more or two months.

And I'll leave.

Hey!

A father and a daughter-in-law,

torces peace.

Art of man.

The father and the daughter-in-law

tors peace.

Art of man.

Art of man.

Science of man.

Science of man.

såg свои xungig Unfothers.

The other.

Art of man.

Art of man.

Art of man.

giggles

Unable to be

It's Heaven

Ugh

It Episode

It seems

Toward

a bitterness

I've been

better

to you.

There's nobody close at night,

My mother, may God give you more health as long as you are there in our Generals.

FAMILY

Lana,

are you married or not?

Do you miss men?

Tell me.

It's the same as the wild one.

I can't feel it, my friend.

Don't you think it's enough?

There's a way to know if...

If marrying Miguel will work out.

It's right to know, my friend.

I'll be good to them.

Only then...

You understand.

I love you with a heart.

It's horrible, then.

But it's horrible there.

You're so cute.

Can I know something?

Can I have a little thing?

If you want to know...

I'm coming. That's why they didn't come.

Did they?

I think it's because they're human, my friend.

The defect was mine.

I don't know how to explain.

Yeah.

The defect was ours.

I hope you like the entrance.

しゃ이.

You like that entrance, you silly bones?

Is it for that one?

I don't know.

I liked to be able to appear naked.

Naked.

So that everyone would despise me.

But no one could know who I was.

I put on a mask.

In the carnival.

Lala, Irvino will come back.

Miguel will also come.

You will see.

Who knows, they will not come together.

Two months later, the weather changed again.

And Olheodoro had received the card.

Lalin was ashamed to have felt and shown

that he was interested in knowing what Irvino was telling those lines.

That was all.

Only words and memories.

Lala, tomorrow we return as a couple.

This time, there is no more mosquitoes in the Brejão's slaughterhouse.

Meanwhile, Maria Beuho, the doctor,

in the pain of such a strong Realmatism.

She had no complaints.

She wanted her health to be slow.

And she wanted everyone well.

In order to cheer up in a way of helping.

Dona Dioné and the inspector had left the city.

No.

No conflict or disavance.

Only to spoil the woman's bad health.

They knew that all the despises and the bad things

were going to be a mess.

They knew that all the despises and the bad things

were going to be a mess.

They knew that all the despises and the bad things

were going to be a mess.

It's not because of that woman.

But because Irvino doesn't receive any news.

In fact, every second day,

when she was out, she was up all night.

It would be right to have another one.

She knew that Moles from Bahia called the mayor.

She knew that Moles from Bahia called the mayor.

Good evening, my daughter.

Do you want a coffee?

No, my daughter.

I'll have the rest.

August.

Don't you miss my daughter?

Sit down a little.

It's a good thing that you're on the sea.

But you put on the beach the condom of unexpected things.

White socks that get caught in your hand.

And with a look of salt and feelings.

Irvino will see.

I know.

He will, my daughter.

No doubt.

THE END

THE END

Without sleep, my daughter.

THE END

It's cold, it's coming.

The madures canovies.

You...

are so delicate, my daughter.

You need to take care of your health.

THE END

So, my beautiful girl.

We think the same.

I like it.

Do you like it?

Beautiful.

You like it?

Or body?

Everything.

Your mouth?

Your mouth.

All your teeth.

They're white.

They're shining.

You're not a man.

You're a man.

Your eyes.

And your body?

Your shoulder?

Your waist.

Your waist?

Your breasts.

Your hands.

Your feet.

And your legs?

Your hair?

Your legs.

Your hair.

Your shoulders.

Your arms.

Your mouth.

Your neck.

Your legs.

Your waist.

Your hair.

Your shirt.

Your hair.

Your hair.

Do you know a girl from there?

What do they call you, Don Dolla?

I don't know.

And yes, my dear.

She appeared pregnant.

She's like a child.

She can't have it.

THE END

THE END

See you soon.

I'm a wind.

Mr. Busquemence, take this cigarette from the room.

Please.

The breasts...

are produced...

are firm.

They're firm.

They're firm.

THE END

THE END

I should have slept with the others.

With the effect.

It's a very light thing.

It's a little bit of a waste.

And it doesn't speak.

But it's a voice of a child.

Dad, when we're good,

we'll be able to act in general,

bring the baby to the house.

We'll go, my little girl.

We'll go.

THE END

THE END

THE END

Oze Gaspar.

Oze Gaspar.

Now, my dear.

They're just some little joys.

Man, man.

I don't know.

They're very discreet.

Gloria.

I'm a little bit of a fool.

I want your love.

For you and Mrs. Nalinha.

My love.

My little girl, I don't even remember your name.

It's a little bit of a joke.

I want your love.

My little brother, please don't be angry.

Please don't be angry.

It's already big enough to fly.

Just wait and see

how low the train has opened.

I am afraid.

I can't depeck your love.

Bride,

during the day

so far in the bedroom,

people perish at the threshold.

I am so anxious, quotes me,

I readily find wishful thoughts.

Lala!

Lala!

Lala!

Gloria!

Gloria?

Gloria...

I got in Lala.

Your door was open.

It's horrible.

It's horrible.

My hair is getting heavy.

Gloria, don't lie.

Did you have a gastrointestinal?

No, I didn't. I didn't have it.

I swear, I swear, what an idea!

Be good to me.

I didn't have it in my room.

I went to the hallway.

I was crying.

He hugged me.

He was kissing me.

But then he pressed me. He seemed crazy.

Lala, don't cry with me. Nothing happened. I swear.

He just sucked me.

Just.

I'm sorry.

But Lala, you're kissing.

You...

You're kissing.

Imagine Lala. He was having a nap.

He was jealous.

No.

Lala...

You're so cute.

So light, Lala.

You slept

and I could carry you to your room.

I'm sorry.

My son.

What do you think of your house, my son?

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

Leandra.

Who knows, you're not tired of the Russian here.

Of these serpents.

Won't you want to return to the comfort of the city life?

Lala, don't you come to have some coffee?

What is it, Lala?

What is it?

I'm leaving, darling.

I have to go.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

But all of a sudden...

All of a sudden...

What about me, Lala?

What about me?

What about me, Gloria?

Would you like to be my maid?

Oh, Lala, forgive me.

That's why I'm so sad.

I'm nervous.

Because of something,

everyone is turned into a wine card.

It's horrible, Lala.

The woman who turned his head,

had a son.

They had a son.

They now have a son.

Lala, why?

Why did this happen?

He came to see me.

He knows that I'm no longer his son.

He only wants me,

only accepts me through my son.

What is it, Lala?

What are you feeling? Answer me!

Oh, my love, God takes me with you.

I'm sorry, Lala.

I'm sorry.

I'm going where you are going.

I'm just going, I need to go.

I'm going with you.

Lala, stay with me.

I'm going to live with you all my life.

The two of us.

I like you more than everyone else.

I work for you, but I won't leave you.

Lala, don't leave me.

You can do what you want with me.

I'm just going.

I'm going with you.

I'm going.

I'm just going.

A boy,

a love,

a prince comes to look for her, my angel.

He's on his way.

You think, Lala,

that Miguel will still come?

Come, my love.

Come.

The person who is going to come,

the people who are coming very long.

I welcome you, Christ, who called you,

and the angels lead you to the breast of the Lamb.

I received this in the Holy Spirit,

and I will present it to you in the Holy Spirit.

Soon, in the morning,

all of us joined in exclamations and solace.

Maria Beou was dead.

Give him, Lord, the eternal rest between the splendors of the Holy Light.

Present it in the very presence.

Kirie Eleison.

Christ Eleison.

Kirie Eleison.

To die.

Maybe I'll come back to the poetry.

Maria Beou is also a princess.

To die alone with everyone.

No one will hear anything in the state of the night.

Not even the boss.

God is good.

Pain.

Then, without knowing, I fell asleep.

Nothing happened.

Do you think I'm sick?

Maria Beou made a mistake in the village,

and everyone stayed for seven days, until the mass.

Sometimes it seemed that the most hidden miss of Maria Beou would be kept.

Wait for them.

At home, in the Buritibon.

��

ieducks, you know.

I know what you're about.

So you don't know?

Gloria.

Is it me?

Or is it the same?

Listen, Lala.

The same one who authorized you to me.

Gloria.

Gloria, it's not true. God of Heaven!

Don't speak loud.

Truth, I swear.

He achieved everything with me.

What do you have?

I'm not a saint, I'm not alive.

Now, my dear,

I'm not a virgin anymore.

I'm a woman.

Like you.

You know?

After we managed to achieve you, you've already had me three times.

Lies.

For everything, for God.

It's a lie.

But it's true.

It's true, right?

That guy, that fool, that wild man.

Why?

The same?

Sometimes he's not ugly.

He's just a rustic.

Gloria, you're so beautiful.

And that man got upset.

No, Lala.

I was the one who sent him.

I almost forced him to do everything.

To lose the respect he had for me.

Here?

A good place here?

No, not here.

I'm in a hidden place.

Beautiful.

A big car.

Now there's no more medicine.

I'm blind.

That's not to happen to everyone.

But why, Gloria?

I mean, why?

You, you, right away.

I don't care.

I don't want to get married.

I know that Miguel won't come anymore.

But I'm just like him, then.

Ready to get married.

And that our friend, almost the housekeeper.

But my love, everything is dangerous.

It's absurd. You don't feel it. You don't see it.

We have to leave here.

I'm going to look for Miguel.

I know he liked you.

He likes you.

Or you marry Miguel or someone else.

You're beautiful.

You're delicious.

Everything, except for now, here.

Like this.

But Miguel will come. I know.

But you won't tell.

You won't say I like him so much.

You won't implore Lala.

Oh, God sent a friend to the danger.

But you came to this sadness,

this disorder,

and you're so tired of traveling.

Lady, lady.

She is...

...crowded.

This is a form of access.

She's a woman.

She's a woman of access.

She's a woman of time and place.

I feel that everything is in this way for you.

Sadness,

and rebelliousness.

But don't be for me, my friend.

I want to be useful in what I can.

Well...

My idea of coming was to go out.

I was tense to leave early in the morning for the good buriti.

Already?

Yes.

So cold in these mountains?

Fresh.

Come on.

The first time someone came here from Gipel.

These progress.

Yes.

What gives to women is the silk.

The silk...

The novelty goes to the blood.

This remedy is a good one.

Remedium?

Ah, vaccines?

The Lord knows.

For serious reasons I tend to leave.

Already.

Not too late after tomorrow.

If so...

I take you.

It's not necessary.

I think Nora and Lucy can take me.

You listen.

I'm free.

I'm leaving.

In the city I'll have men.

Lovers.

I'll have men.

I'll have men.

I'll have men.

I'll have men.

I'll have men.

You like me.

You think I'm pretty.

You really want me.

I know.

If you want...

If it's worth it...

I'm here.

The fourth door will be open.

I'll have men.

The yellow of the glory hasn't been arranged yet.

Is it still without love?

No.

For hours that don't.

There are only days when I'll know.

Tomorrow I'll fly.

I'll take her hand.

Marriage is destiny.

Can anyone know if it's right or not?

I know.

Maria of the glory.

I know.

I know.

Anda.

You took a long time.

We have to fill up the hours.