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Fiscal Village, Amares, 1956

GUARDIAN ANGEL

Let's go, Toninho.

People who wash in the river

Who carve with your ax

The boards to make my coffin

There might be those who defend you

Let's get to work.

You're only leaving once you finish
all those pieces and sweep the floor.

And hurry up!

People who wash in the river

Who carve with your ax

The boards to make my coffin

There might be those who defend you

Who buy your sacred ground

But not your life

I don't want to go work
in the factory, Mom.

- I want to go to Lisbon.
- Please, stop that Lisbon talk.

Shut up and eat.

Loosen up.

Hold the cavaquinho straight.

Loosen up, use only one finger.

Lisbon, 1983

I only know I am weed

Grassy weed spreading...

I only know I am weed

Grassy weed spreading

I only know I am weed
Grassy weed spreading

Husk, thunder...

The husk threatens the thunder

The sickly sweet grass

I don't know
If I wish to escape this animal

This animal I've been searching for

Interpret it as you wish

I've never been good at haggling

I don't know if I wish to increase it

Because I don't know
Because I don't know

Because I don't know
If I wish to be polished up

I don't know
If I wish to soften my sharp edges

I also don't know
If I wish to escape this animal

This animal

Because I don't know
If I wish to be polished up

I don't know
If I wish to soften my sharp edges

I've never been good at haggling

- Isn't that Variações?
- Yes.

Give me a kiss, darling.

- Have a nice day. Thank you.
- Nice to meet you. Thank you.

I only know I am weed

- Mr. Variações?
- You want my autograph?

- What's your name?
- Guilherme.

"Guilherme..."

"A hug from António Variações."

- How long will you stay in New York?
- A week.

I fly out tomorrow, back next Friday.
I have gigs booked for the weekend.

- In New York?
- No, I wish!

- Matilde, where am I singing?
- Vila Franca and Tomar.

Matilde is my appointment book.

Aren't you going to look
for something in New York?

- No...
- Get an agent?

No, I'm just going to get some rest.

Get ready for the summer.
I've got 80 gigs booked.

You think you'll get some rest
in New York?

At least I can walk around
without being recognized.

- Are you fed up with fame already?
- No, not fed up.

But sometimes it's nice to lay low.

1977, six years earlier

These are the old prophecies

Left behind by the fortune teller
To frighten us

I can see life escaping
From the effort of resisting

It can no longer breathe

From the sky I can see the end
Coming down in burning containers

I can hear the earth exploding

Oh but I'm delirious

Zé.

Zé António!

- What?
- Listen to this.

What do you think?

I thought it was very...

Who is he?

I don't know.

I don't know yet...

You're Portuguese, aren't you?

Yes, I am. And you?

I'm Brazilian, but I've been living
in Lisbon for a long time.

Really? I lived over there
for a long time too.

- Do you want one?
- No, thanks.

You don't drink, you don't smoke...

Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself.
Luís Vitta.

I'm a music journalist,
I work for Renascença radio.

- Nice to meet you, I'm António.
- I know.

I think you're very talented.

I might be the only one
at the radio station who thinks that,

but the truth is
I can't stop listening to your tapes.

Did you come all the way here
just to see me?

I wish...

No, I'm here for work.
I'm covering the Sex Pistols gig.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Sure.

- Why didn't you sing in Portuguese?
- Here? I've tried, nobody cares.

How do you make a living here?

I'm a barber.

Really?

- What do you do at the radio station?
- I've a show, 'Meia de Rock'.

- You might have heard it...
- Sure I have.

That's what I'd like to do
with my music, rock!

- But real rock!
- I think that's what your music needs.

Listen, I know a lot of people
at music labels.

I don't think it will be hard
for you to get a contract.

But first I need to get your music
on the radio.

How did you record those tapes?

At home. In the bathroom,
I like my voice to echo.

- It's stronger, nicer that way.
- But we can't play that on the radio.

Can't you get some musicians together?
Some rock musicians to record...

I've tried looking for musicians here,
but I can't speak Dutch.

I don't know music.

The Dutch who do don't get
what I'm trying to get across,

they don't get me.

I think I can sort it out for you,
but it'll have to be back in Portugal.

Are you okay with that?

For my music,
I'll go to the end of the world.

If I have to go back to Portugal,
I will.

António?

What happened, Mom?

Look, Mom, blackberries!

How I've missed this!

How was the cherry picking this year?

Not great.

Especially since your father
ate tons of them.

He did?

What about the olives?

We didn't get many.

How are we going to manage
without your father?

You're more like your father
than you think.

He was so proud of you.

But he was stubborn.
So he never said it.

He always thought that one day,
if it came to it,

you'd be the one
looking after our family.

Me?

But why?

Maybe partly because you have
a different way of thinking.

Sometimes it feels
like I never left, Mom.

I don't think a day goes by without me
remembering the Easter festivals,

or our river, the boulders...

And the green, Mom,
I think about the green so often.

What is it, Toninho?

Is life over there
not going your way?

It is, Mom.

I'm a barber, I've made friends...

Everything's okay.

Are you happy?

I don't know
if I was born to be happy.

I like this or that equally.

What's 'that'?

Holland, or anything else...

Don't you go to church?

Over there, churches are different
from ours. They're Protestant.

What does that mean?

They're a different type of Christian.

Churches there don't have statues
of the Virgin Mary or the saints.

That's what I like the most
about going to church.

To sit there looking at all that.

What do you do then?

Don't you pray?

You pray for me, Mom, I'm sure.

Every night, right?

Mr. António...

There's a man on the phone for you.
He says you're a musician?

António, it's me, Vitta.

These are the musicians
I told you would play with you.

- This is Zé António.
- Nice to meet you.

This is Frederico.

They play the bass.

Shall we go?

- That one was here yesterday.
- Right...

It's true! I recognized it
because of its patch on...

A ring - a ring of roses

Laps full of posies

Awake - awake!

Now come and make

A ring - a ring of roses

Laps full of posies

Awake - awake!

Now come and make

I lost my memory

My thoughts...

I lost my memory

I lost my memory
My thoughts grew cloudy

I can't tell my story
I lost the reason of time

And the mirror...

And the mirror cracked

I don't know where I am

I don't know whether I'm young or old

I don't know what I am

All I have in my frame

Is this vision

So many eyes staring

At my hand

There's no signal or position

No notion of good or evil

I bear no signs of loneliness

Nor laughter of emotion

Stop, stop.

The drums are not right.

The drums are fine,
you're the one who's not right.

That's right, António.
There's something you need...

- It's the rhythm.
- Exactly.

You need to get the rhythm right.

Do you know what this is?

It's a drum machine.

Basically you pick your rhythm.

Press play.

And here you can speed it up.

Speed up or slow down. The important
thing is to stick to the rhythm.

That's right. If we're going to play
and record together,

you have to sing in the right tempo.

I can see the sea growing
A giant wave sweeping

All I can see are floating bodies

Oh but I'm delirious

What am I making up?

Your hair became my banner

Your body became my standard

I lost my memory

My thoughts grew cloudy

I lost my memory

My thoughts grew cloudy

You look beautiful, Gena.

- Take care.
- I'll be with you in a second.

António, don't you want
to work extra hours?

- Ramiro, no more hours this week.
- Not this week, next week.

You've been bring in customers,
you could earn a lot more.

I'll think about it.

- Do!
- Okay, thanks.

- Good afternoon.
- Hi.

- Renato.
- António. Please sit.

- Hi.
- Hi.

What would you like? A haircut?

Yes, do whatever you like.
I place myself in your hands.

These are my friends.

- Dino, Lata and Baeta.
- Pleasure.

Well?

- Shall we get to the important stuff?
- Yes.

You can't mention you write
your own songs. I mean, not yet.

Let him enjoy your voice first,
that'll be good.

Okay.

António,
you need to give it your all, man.

This is your one chance.
You go in there and give it your all.

I mean, don't sing out of tune either.

They hate singing out of tune.
Game over.

- If you're out of tune, it's over.
- Alright.

- Are you nervous?
- No.

People who wash in the river

Who carve with your ax

The boards to make my coffin

People who wash in the river

Who carve with your ax

The boards to make my coffin

There might be those who defend you

Who buy your sacred ground

But not your life

But not your life

But not

Your life

Thank you.

You've got something.

Something different.

But we have to work on that tuning.

But you could be a modern folk singer.

Neofolk.

But let's try to move forward

and find a song that suits you better.

You know, a song that suits you

and your striking persona better.

We'll only talk about your own songs
once we have a well recorded demo.

But leave that to me.

Because these guys are a pain.

They like everything
tidy, pretty, in tune.

We can't waste this chance,
it's a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Look, there's your friends.

These guys are a corporate bunch.

To them, a singer's a singer,
a songwriter's a songwriter,

a musician's a musician.

But what matters now
is you have a contract.

- That's right, a contract!
- I'm going for a walk with them.

Don't mention the contract!
Wait until we sign it first.

- Okay.
- Ink on paper, okay?

You scared me.

So, how's my favorite hairdresser?

I'm not a hairdresser, I'm a barber,
but okay.

- So where are you going? Home?
- I'm going for a walk.

- Let's go out. Come out with us.
- Where are you going?

Wait, we'll be there in a minute.

- Come dance with me.
- Let me go over to the bar first.

Then get me a Drambuie.

- Tell Gui it's for me.
- Okay.

Hi!

- How are you?
- Fine.

You look great!

Have you met António?
He's a sweetheart.

- Hi.
- Pleasure.

Hi, Fernando!

Get on that dance floor soon or you
might not get to take Rosa Maria home.

I'm coming.

Fernando.

António.

Yes, it's me.

Is it really you?

I didn't recognize you,
I thought you were dead!

Don't be melodramatic.

Are you by yourself?

No, I'm with my wife.

Rosa.

Rosa?

Rosa Maria is your wife?

Congratulations, she's beautiful.

Thanks.

- You know, I fell in love.
- Good for you, I'm happy for you.

That's really good.

What have you been up to?

It's all good. The salon's doing well.

I'm thinking of opening a club.

It's all good.

When did you get back?

A few days ago, for my dad's funeral,
and I decided to stay a bit longer.

- I'm really sorry.
- Thanks.

When are you going back to Holland?

I'm not sure...

I have some projects over here.

You still smell really nice.

Rosa.

Is this the António you told me about?

Yes, this is the António
who worked for me

until he left without a trace.

Shall we get some supper later?

I want to know all about the famous
António who left without a trace.

Sure, I'd love to.

So, what's the deal?

Can I tell her everything?

Only the part about you leaving
without a trace.

- She knows everything else.
- She does?

Everything?

Enough.

So do you want to be famous
or be a singer?

I want to be known in a way

that people want to come to gigs
where I am the show.

- And what will you sing?
- My own songs.

Did you learn music?

No.

I'll show you how it's done later.

And while the music stuff
doesn't take off?

I'm cutting hair
at the Isabel Queiroz do Vale salon.

Really?

- At Imaviz?
- That's right.

Exactly how long
have you been back?

About a month...

You've been back for a month?

But what I'd really like
is to open a local barber shop

and charge 250 escudos a cut,
but only by appointment!

No one pays 250 escudos
to get their hair cut.

You're such a pessimist.
Of course they do!

If they pay for nights out,
they pay to get their hair cut.

Because it's not just about
cutting hair,

it's almost like a party,
a celebration.

This isn't Amsterdam.
This is Lisbon, buddy.

Things are very different here,
I don't know if you can adjust.

Who said I want to adjust to Lisbon?

It's Lisbon
who'll need to adjust to me.

- A toast to your success.
- A toast.

I have an angel
A guardian angel

To protect me night and day

I have an angel
A guardian angel

To protect me night and day

I can't see him
I can't hear him

But I can always feel him near me

I have a guardian
Who is an angel

To protect me night and day

Anytime, anywhere

I can count on his close watch

He doesn't use guns
He doesn't use force

He uses a light
To shine on my life

He doesn't use guns
He doesn't use force

He uses a light
To shine on my life

Thank you very much,
have a good afternoon.

Mr. António Ribeiro.

Please, come in.

- Excuse me.
- Come on in.

Good afternoon, António Ribeiro.

- Good afternoon.
- My name is Teófilo.

Please, have a seat.

Here's your contract.
Would you read it, please.

Is Mr. Mário Martins here?

I think he's recording. Why?
Do you need to speak to him?

I recorded some of my own songs.

I'd really appreciate it
if he could listen to them.

- Oh, you write songs?
- Yes.

I wasn't aware...

- Let's have a listen.
- Sure.

I have an angel
A guardian angel

To protect me night and day

I have an angel
A guardian angel

You're kidding, right?

Me? Why?

You want to show this
to Mr. Mário Martins?

That'll be enough for him
to cancel your contract.

Cancel? Why?

The recording is lousy,
the musicians are lousy!

I'll get new musicians.
I can get new ones.

It's not your job to get musicians.

We'll handle the musicians
and your repertoire.

Judite, send Mr. Custódio Tadeu in.

António!

What did they say?

António, speak up! Stop!

What do you want, Vitta?

- I don't get it. What is it?
- What don't you get?

No one's rooting for you more than me.

You'd rather I'd listened to your demo
at the radio station and ignored it,

like everyone else did? Is that it?

Maybe that would've been better.
I have a job, a steady income.

And you could've stayed in Holland,
cutting hair.

Is that what you want?

Come with me.

Is the light okay?

Good.

Great.

Try it with this.

Come on, shoot.

That's too much.

That's great.
Look straight down the lens.

Good. Great.

We have three poses.

What do you want to do?

No, António.

You'll scare the candidates off
from joining the band.

Whoever wants to work with me
has to take me as I am.

Like this!

Are you with me or not?

Get all of me, Vitta.

No, no, not the pants,
António, please.

- Okay.
- We've got it.

I'm going to get these developed.

That's it.

- How much is it?
- Twenty-five.

CLASSIFIED ADS

If you want to find me
I'll gladly have tea with you

I'm on the side

I'm at the place

With the bad reputation

Damn it.

Good afternoon, Mr. António.

Is it the end of the month already?

End of the month?
Today's the 3rd, man!

I've been distracted.
I'll get the money.

Thanks a lot and sorry
if I was a little rough earlier.

Now you know I'm a man
who pays his bills.

The phone's ringing,
I have to get that. Have a nice day.

- Hello?
- Hello, Mom.

So you still want to become
a singer, António?

Get me that one, please.

- Why, Mom?
- Your photo!

It was in the paper, asking
for musicians to play with you!

Have you seen the paper, Mom?

Not yet. They're bringing me
the paper tonight.

'ANTÓNIO. Seeks drummer, bass player
and guitarist. New rock band.'

Good afternoon.
I'd like to speak to Mr. António.

This is António Ribeiro.

I'm calling about the ad.

Hi, I'm here
I'm not in disguise to fool you

I'm not here to please you

If you can't tell
I'm screaming

And if not
I'll sing out of tune

If that happens
Don't think it's wrong

The point is to be original

I've already begun
I'm not in disguise to please you

But I'm here to challenge you

I'm here to stay
I want to stand out

I want to be in the papers
And the magazines

And I'll do it with your help

Even if I have to break myself

Even if I have to break myself

Man, that was really great.

But I need to be in the hospital
at 8 am tomorrow.

Why? Are you sick?

No, I'm a doctor.

He's a doctor, I sell coffee, Carlos
sells stereos and Rui's a student.

You're a student, Rui? I'm a barber.

I'm António and I honestly think
this band could work.

I really do.
Can we do it again, from the top?

Just one more time, is that okay?

- Come on.
- I really can't, sorry.

- Nice to meet you, António.
- Thanks anyway.

Bye.

Thanks.

I've got my adrenaline pumping!

It went well!

I've had a contract with Valentim
de Carvalho since last year.

What?

You have a contract
with Valentim de Carvalho?

If you have a contract, why
don't you play with their musicians?

I want to sing my own songs.

I don't want to wait for songs
that I don't even know if I'll like.

- So you're a songwriter?
- Yes.

Do you have the scores?

I don't know music, Jorge.
My songs...

...they're all up here.

My dream is that one day
they'll be better than me.

Better than you?

Jorge, if this band works
and we become friends,

you'll see there's a lot more of me
in my songs than in myself.

Listen to this one...

If you want to meet me
That's up to you

If you want to find me
I'll gladly have tea with you

I'm on the side

I'm at the place

With the bad reputation

And I feel weird

Wait, wait.

Good, good, that's it.

You got it!

If you want to meet me
That's up to you

If you want to find me
I'll gladly have tea with you

I'm on the side

I'm at the place

With the bad reputation

And I feel weird

That's where I'll be
Until I hear from you

That's where I'll be
Until I hear from you

Don't be scared.
There are no cops tonight.

Benfica are playing.

Are you trying to run?

Don't you like us?
With that outfit and that funny beard?

Aren't you Venâncio?

Don't you remember me, Venâncio?

We were together in the war.

Lobito, 1966.

I was in the same squad
as Miragaia and Coelho.

And that other one
you were always with.

What was his name?

Rogério, right? What happened to him?

Rogério... Rogério's dead.

Dead? Here or over there?

What do you care?

I don't.
I always thought he was a jerk.

Remember that time
you two were punished,

they didn't let you go into the woods.
Why was that, Venâncio?

That's a lie.

That's a lie!

Do you miss the war?

Do you miss all those men in uniform?

The smell of sweat in the barracks!

Do you miss it?
Do you, motherfucker?

António, what happened to you?

Who is behind that mirror?

Eyes fixed on mine?

Someone who came by

And left to wander the world

I've missed your records.

Fernando, where's the merbromin?

It's in the bathroom, under the sink.

Sorry.

- Sorry for what?
- For having played this Fado song.

The last time I listened to it,
I was here with you.

That's right.

Did you leave some poor bastard
hanging in Amsterdam?

You did, didn't you?

Do him a favor, António.
Call him. It's easy.

Tell him you won't be back
any time soon.

So he doesn't wait around for you.

I'm sorry.

I swear on my soul
I never meant to hurt you, Fernando.

I swear.

Thanks.

- How's your music, António?
- Good.

- I'm rehearsing with a new band.
- Really?

I know how to convince you

I have a way to catch you

I know how to convince you

I have a way to catch you

You'll lose the confidence
You'll lose the faith

You have in yourself
Take a good look at me

You'll lose the confidence
You'll lose the faith

You have in yourself
Take a good look at me

You can't escape
You can't escape

You can't
You won't resist

So start smiling

You're trapped in my web

You can't escape, oh no
You can't escape, oh no

You're trapped in my web

You can't escape, oh no
You can't escape, oh no

THE WEB

I've a meeting at Valentim tomorrow.
I'm taking this with me, okay?

Good luck.

Mr. Luís Vitta's here.

- You can come in.
- Thank you.

Yes, send me the demo
as soon as it's ready.

No, I'm the one who approves it.

Of course.

Bye.

Holy Mary, Mother of God...

- How have you been?
- Very well. And you, sir?

Well, thanks. Take a seat.

It's complete madness.

Our studio is booked up
for the next eight months.

But I did manage to squeeze in
our António.

Really? That's wonderful.

That's what I was going
to suggest to you...

As I've said before,

António should fit into
a folk repertoire,

but different
from Frei Hermano da Câmara.

More commercial folk music...

More commercial than Frei?

Right...

Listen to this.

What do you guys think?

- I don't like it.
- Neither do I.

- But I don't like folk music.
- I do, but not this!

- What do you think?
- I hated it!

- What did they say about "The Web"?
- I never got to play it to him.

You have no idea what that meeting
was like, I couldn't get a word in.

That song must be part
of their backlist

which they have to record,
or they'll lose the copyright.

Now... He thinks you can turn this
into something brilliant.

He thinks I can turn this into a hit?

Bigger than Frei.

If you manage that,
it's another open door.

After that, we'll have bargaining
power and record your songs.

RECORDING

One, two, three!

Take a pill
Take a pill

Take a pill
You'll feel better

Take a pill
Take a pill

Take a pill
You'll feel better

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

- Is that new?
- It is.

Man, that's really, really good!

Then I'm going to need you
to rehearse it a lot,

because I've managed to get you a slot
at my station's studio on Thursday.

But it really needs to be Thursday,

because that slot is free
and it's impossible to book.

- The day after tomorrow?
- That's right!

I'm on call at the hospital that day.

- Can't you skip it?
- Skip being on call?

I can't say I need to skip it
to record a song.

You have no respect
for Vitta's hard work!

António, we love playing with you,
but we have our own lives!

Music is something we love to do,
but we do it as a hobby.

But it's not a hobby to me.
This is my life, Jorge.

António!

Fernando...

- Hi! Sorry I'm late.
- It's fine, thanks for coming.

Come with me!

Do you like it?

I love it.

The owner wants to sell.
I thought it could be a good deal.

How much is he selling for?

- He's asking for 200 thousand.
- That's a bargain.

Right? I think so too.

But I only have 100 thousand.

Are you going to do any work on it?

No, I like it as it is.

I thought I'd just buy
a few nice things for decor,

but otherwise I think
I'll leave it as it is.

That's good.

So, why did you ask me here?

I don't know, Fernando.

I think I still enjoy
sharing things with you.

I know you're married and that...

But I can't help it.

Believe me, if I could go back,
I'd do everything differently.

I'll lend you the money, António.

I didn't bring you here
because of the money.

Let me finish.

I'll lend you the money
on one condition.

When I open my club,

you're doing a live show there.

Are those your terms
for lending me the money?

I'll do the show for free, man!

- This place has character!
- I like it too.

I really do.

So we have 99... Any questions? No.

Could you help me over there
with the chrome steel stuff?

- Okay, I'll be there in a second.
- Thanks.

- I want this spick and span, girls!
- Don't push it...

You're getting me wet!

What kind of loneliness is that

That makes you talk to yourself

Tell me all about the conversation

You're having with yourself

What kind of contempt is that

That prevents you
From looking at anyone

Or do you think there isn't

Anyone who really sees you

What kind of journey is that

That has you going in every direction

You've been in search of lost dreams

Don't open your eyes.

Nearly done...

There you go!

Do you like it?

I look like Carl Perkins.
Check this out!

Finally! That's a great look!

- António, you're the best!
- I know.

Gentlemen, shall we punk?
Shall we punk?

- Let's go!
- Have a nice gig.

What kind of madness is that

That puts you in disguise

Tell me it sets you free

From this empty life

What kind of distance is that

That you carry in your eyes

What urge and what rush

You want to reach

What kind of journey is that

That has you going in every direction

You've been in search of lost dreams

There goes the madman

There goes the demented one

There he goes, walking by

That's what everybody calls you

But you're always elsewhere

And they can never reach you

But you're always elsewhere

And they can never reach you

But I am always elsewhere

And they can never reach me

Congratulations.
You're playing really well.

- Thanks.
- Do you play often?

Yeah, we've been playing
some street party gigs...

We can make a good living from it,
actually.

- How much do you get paid per gig?
- Five thousand escudos.

Five thousand? Really?

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

Can you play that?

- Who recorded that?
- Doesn't matter. Can you?

Yes.

You're locked up in chains
To the shadow beside you

You can't erase
The scars from your past

Which you insist on rejecting

But the drugstore cocktail
Gets you through one more day

Uproot the root from the bottom
You'll float above it all

You feel nothing of the world
The world that does not want you

Careful, don't overdo it
But if it happens

You'll be just another one flipping

But if you want to end it
It's best to take something

Take a pill
Take a pill

Take a pill
You'll feel better

Take a pill
Take a pill

Take a pill
You'll feel better

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

Insist!

Take a pill
Take a pill

Take a pill
You'll feel better

Take a pill
Take a pill

Take a pill
You'll feel better

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

Zé António, here you go.

What we agreed. Thanks.
Take care.

I'm going to try to play this
on the radio show next week.

- I just need to let the label know.
- Forget the label.

- What about the contract?
- What contract, Vitta?

I've had a contract
for four years, Vitta!

And what happened so far? Nothing!
I didn't even want that record!

- António...
- Listen, Vitta...

You've been an amazing friend,

and I thank you from the bottom
of my heart for all you've done,

but from now on,
let's forget the label.

From now on, I'm doing things my way.

- Can't get your song out of my head.
- Really?

- Mister?
- António.

Nice to meet you.

- António!
- Hi.

- Where's Fernando?
- He's not home.

That's a shame,
I'd like him to listen to something.

- Come in.
- Sorry. How are you?

- You look pretty!
- Thanks.

- How are you?
- Fine.

Do you know if Fernando will be long?

I don't know...

Sorry. What did you want to show him?

I taped a song
I'd really like him to listen to.

Doesn't my opinion count?

Of course it does, Rosa.

We're like family.

A slightly dysfunctional family.

It's the one we've got...

I know you two
have a really special relationship...

Different from the one he has
with his other friends.

It's really beautiful.

And rare.

Would you like to hear the song?

I'd rather go to your gig at Trumps.

- Where?
- Trumps.

Trumps?

That's the name of our club.
Do you like it?

Really?

Trumps... I like it.

It's catchy. Trumps...

I really want this club to work out.

Rosa... It will.

I'll play a gig at Trumps
that people will never forget.

May I?

Of course.

Thank you.

Are you ready?
Have a good show.

Thanks.

Good evening.
Welcome to Trumps!

And now,
live for the very first time...

António!

I lost my memory

My thoughts grew cloudy

I can't tell my story

I lost the reason of time

And the mirror cracked

I don't know where I am

I don't know whether I'm young or old

I don't know what I am

All I have in my frame

Is this vision

So many eyes staring

At my hand

There's no signal or position

No notion of good or evil

I bear no signs of loneliness

Nor laughter of emotion

Take a pill
Take a pill

Take a pill
You'll feel better

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

I know it's bad
For this and that

Forget that
For all the good it'll do you

I'm going to sing a new song.

It's called 'Hook Up Song'.

I hope you like it.

It was made with love.

You're free and I'm free

And there's a whole night ahead of us

Why don't we come together

Why don't we set off together

On the adventure of the senses

You're lonely and I'm lonelier

You who hold my gaze

My hand is open

Waiting to close

Around your deserted hand

Come, for love
Is not about time

And it's not time
That makes it

Come, for love
Is the moment

When I give myself
And you give yourself

Three years later

Welcome to 'Viva a Música'.

We turn our attention today
to António Variações.

He worked for years as a barber,
as he prefers to be called,

until he finally recorded
his first single, 'I am Beyond'.

I'll keep on searching
For the one I'll give myself to

Because until now I've only

Wanted who
Who I've never seen

Because I only want who
Who I've never met

António was then ready to record
his first LP, 'Guardian Angel',

with Pop Rock influences,

as well as Folk and Amália Rodrigues,
who he dedicated a song to.

His obsession with Portugal's
most famous voice

reached its climax
when António played the first part

of the first concert Amália gave
after the 25th April revolution.

Of course I'm a bit nervous,
it's a big responsibility.

Amália is one
of the great inspirations in my life,

her and my Mom, so I feel
the weight of responsibility,

but I'm really happy to be singing
the first part of Amália's concert.

Are you playing many shows
this summer?

Yes, over 80 shows.

I hope they'll go well,
I think they will.

And congratulations on your show.

It's really important to motivate
Portuguese music and musicians.

António?

I'm watching you on TV.

You look so handsome, son.

Breathe in.

Take a deep breath.

That's it.

Take it easy, António. Easy.

Deep breath, but take it easy.

There.

António, we'll need to run more tests.

But until then you need complete rest.

I only need another week
to finish the record.

- No gigs.
- I have one tonight.

I've already canceled all the others,

but there's one I really must play.
That one means a lot to me.

António, you really need a rest.

That's an order.

I didn't want to impress you

I didn't want to impress you

I didn't want to impress you

I didn't want to impress you

I didn't want to impress you

Press
Impress

Press
Impress

That's not what the song was supposed
to sound like, was it, António?

It was supposed to be prettier,
quieter...

Damn these potholes.

How are you doing?

We're nearly there.

António, are you sure
you don't want to go home?

No, I don't.

- Do you want me to come with you?
- No, Carlos.

- I'll go alone, I won't be long.
- Okay.

I'll wake you when we get there.

Do you know what people are saying?

That you've become a snob.

Success sometimes changes people.

I think you know me.

I don't change.

Listen...

I have a really important request
to make.

I'd really like it if you said yes,
even if you treat it as a favor.

I don't mind.

- Is that why you came?
- No, I came to see you.

But I also needed to ask you
this favor in person.

I'm here. What's the favor?

I'm playing a gig near my hometown,
in Minho,

and it will be the first time
my Mom sees me perform live.

I'd really like it if you came.

I'll be spending the night there,
you could come with me.

It would make me so happy
for you to see my village, Fernando.

Go on...
I won't ask you for anything else.

Come with me.

Distant, uncertain shape

Of what I'll never have

I can barely hear it
And I nearly cry

Why do I cry?
I don't know

I can barely hear
And I nearly cry

Why do I cry?
I don't know

I don't know...

I don't know...

Hi, Jorge. How are you?
I didn't expect to see you here.

I was about to call you the other day,
but then it slipped my mind.

- Congratulations on your success.
- Thank you.

Have you come to thank God?

Yes. And you?
What are you doing here?

I saw you come in
and I thought it was strange.

- Sorry.
- Are you okay?

I have a cold that won't go away.

It's like someone cursed me.

It wasn't you, was it?

I'm kidding.

Jorge, I wanted to apologize to you.

What for?

I should've talked to you
when I started playing with Kamikaze.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Come, let's get a coffee, catch up.

Are you paying?

So you got a haircut?

You could've come to my shop,
I'd give you a discount.

Mr. Tenório,
I've been looking for you.

How can I help?

- I wanted to pay next month's rent.
- Already? It's not even the 15th.

I'll be traveling for a few days
and it might slip my mind.

That way it's done.

If it's no inconvenience, thanks.

- Have a nice trip.
- Thanks. See you later.

Are we ready?

Yes. Fernando, you go in the front,
I feel like resting for a bit.

That way you can keep the kid company,
you might get lucky. Go on.

- Very funny.
- See, Carlinhos?

We're nearly there.

- Here?
- Yes, keep going.

This is it. Keep going.

Where are you taking us?

- It's pretty, isn't it?
- It's beautiful.

Thank you.

You feel really hot.

Do you want to go see a doctor?

I'm sick of doctors.

My mother

Is the best friend I have

The certainty I can count on

Despite that
I'm not what she wished for

But she always knew
How to accept me

A mother's reason is to speak

Mother, careful with your advice

How careful I should be

How to protect myself

When you miss me, just write
The letter I'll get

A reason to make me happy

Letters, visits, meetings
This exchange we're made of

This joy in exchanging

Fernando, come here!

Do you remember that Easter festival
I told you about?

The boats come down the river,
then stop.

Then the priest comes out
with the saint, then the band comes,

and they walk along this path
to bless each of the homes.

Come!

These are the boats.

Can you imagine?
Spending so long under water

only to have one day of glory
each year.

It's sad, right?

I've waited all my life
to be able to say this.

Tonight, here with you,

I give you the great Amália Rodrigues!

Now I can die in peace.

'Now I can die in peace...'
How stupid! Why did I say that?

Fernando's home is beautiful,
isn't it?

It is.

It's so beautiful.

- António.
- Yes?

Come say goodbye to Carlos.

- Thanks, Carlos. See you tomorrow.
- See you tomorrow. Get some rest!

- I'll go get the bags.
- No, you won't.

Go home and rest, we all need it.

- We'll sort it out tomorrow.
- Okay.

Go home.

Who is behind that mirror?

Eyes fixed on mine?

Someone who came by

And left to wander the world

Leaving his eyes on mine

Someone who came by

And left to wander the world

Leaving his eyes on mine

Who sleeps in my bed?

And tries to dream my dreams?

Who sleeps in my bed?

And tries to dream my dreams?

Someone died on this bed

And calls me from up high

Somewhere in my dreams

Someone died on this bed

And calls me from up high

Somewhere in my dreams

Everything I do or don't do

Others did it the same way

Everything I do or don't do

Others did it the same way

That's why I'm tired

Of feeling that whatever I do

I don't do just for myself

That's why I'm tired

Of feeling that whatever I do

I don't do just for myself

My love.

Out there you're always distorted
Your name, António

Only here is it real

Why don't you stay, António?

Out there you're always foreign

Speaking of me is just an excuse
For you to hear me sing

Speaking of me is just an excuse
For you to hear me sing

TOILETS

I've always had that flaw
I never complained

Once the damage is done
It's best to forget

António Ribeiro died in 1984,
on Saint Anthony's day.

Fernando Ataíde died a year later.

Your name, António

Only here is it real

Variações recorded his first album
with Valentim de Carvalho in 1982.

During his short career,
he only released two albums,

both reaching top chart positions,
and performed for enthusiastic crowds.

His songs became a part

of the history of Portuguese music,

and remain alive in the memory

of several generations to this day.

IN MEMORY OF
MARIA JOÃO MONTEIRO

DIRECTED BY

SCREENPLAY BY

MUSIC BY

PRODUCED BY

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY

Translated and subtitled by
Rita Matos