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What have I done?

We've been able to manage
your disease for 10 years.

But now, the
chemotherapy is no longer

controlling the cancer.

The disease has spread
to the lungs and spine,

and two vertebrae have
already been affected.

Now, it's the chemotherapy,

which is making you
weak and feeble.

That's why we have to stop it.

So what do we do?

The best thing
medicine can offer you

is a bone marrow transplant.

We don't do that here yet,

so I want you to go to
America for the procedure.

The risk of fatality
is very high,

but if you don't do this,
everything is gonna be very quick.

I don't want to
die in the hospital.

I want to die at home.

And what if he doesn't
do the transplant,

what happens then?

You've got two or
three months to live.

It's your choice.

What kind of bullshit
medicine do you practice

that you can't even cure me?!

I want you to know that
if one of us had to die,

I'd rather it were me, not you.

Truth is, if one
of us are gonna die,

it's gonna be me, not you.

I'll tell you another
thing: You're lying.

If one of us has to die, I'd
rather it be you, not me.

I want to stay alive.

And who are you?

I've just been told I
have three months to live.

You won't die 'cause
death doesn't exist.

Let's pray together.

I'm here to celebrate

the union in marriage
of Livia and Diego,

that your bodies and hearts be
one until death do you part.

Livia Monteiro Bueno, is
it of your own free will

that you take Diego to be
your legitimate spouse?

Yes.

Diego Fairman,
is it of your own free will

that you take Livia to be
your legitimate spouse?

Yes.

Considering these affirmations

made by each of you before me,
I declare you man and wife.

- Ooh!
- Ah.

I've known this bastard
since he arrived in Brazil,

and some shit illness is
not going to take away

the finest of our generation.

I know he's gonna beat it.

I propose a toast!

To the groom, to the bride,

that at this moment is
shamelessly getting married.

Livia, my dear,
please, say something.

Say what, that during
my rebellious years,

I did everything I wanted to,

and then some?

And I have no regrets.

But I should confess you
that ever since I was a girl,

I've always dreamed
of a white wedding

with a nice dress and
all the trimmings.

I knew the minute I met
this son of a bitch,

now my husband,
that he was sick.

I abandoned a marriage
and brought with me a son,

our Daniel, to live with him.

And today, he has
made me his wife

and the happiest
woman in the world.

I guess this is my turn.

I'd like to toast to
all of you, my friends,

who, in a way, are characters
in the story of my life.

And of course, I want to toast
this unbearably lovely woman,

who I desire so much, and I
want to make the happiest person

in the world and
fulfill all her dreams.

I love you, Livia.

Woo-hoo.

Woo-hoo.

Yeah!

Woo-hoo!

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

- yeah, yeah!
- Woo-hoo!

Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

A moment of silence, please.

My love, I have a
confession to make:

I've already cheated on you.

Oh, my god.

That's all right,
I cheated on you too.

I'd like to propose a round of
applause for Dona Sebastiana,

who prepared this
magnificent feast.

I love cooking.

I love it, don't I?

And when I asked my mother
for the recipe, she refused.

That way, she said,
when she died,

I'd have something
to remember her by.

Aww.

Try the Brunello, Diego.

You can feel the nice
long finish it has.

Aromas of rancid olives
and sleepy hazelnuts,

lying on a bed of Roman
cow dung in the moonlight.

96 points.

Robert Parker.

It's good.

Hello, everybody.

Oh, hi.

- Hello.
- Hi, hi.

We're so late, I'm sorry.

You know, we were shooting
just down the street,

but I didn't even
have time to change.

You look beautiful.

We simply couldn't
miss your wedding.

Manuela, those
two, who are they?

Oh, they are that couple
from the soap opera.

They are such stars.

Oh, really?

I propose a toast.

To Antonio, who is
helping his brother Diego

in times of need,

to my mother, who raised
three sons in difficult times,

and to you, Diego, I
hope you come home soon.

To family.

To family.

To your family.

I'd like you to all take
a good look at this man

because I'm going on a trip,

and I'm not sure
there's a way back.

And before I forget,
you can all go to hell.

This is Diego's brother,

to whom he hasn't spoken
for over 10 years,

and he's going to be the donor.

Diego blames him for
their father's death.

He was the favorite son.

He lost everything their
father had, gambling.

That's terrible.

You think he's coming back?

Probably not.

I don't know.

And if he does, it's not
going to be easy for him.

That champagne is really good.

Where does it come from?

It was my wedding present.

Oh, not my farewell present?

You decide.

I decide?

That's a good one.

Hey, Gabi, you
remember that night

we were sitting
around the hotel pool,

and you started screaming

because that naked
German guy slapped you

because you wouldn't
suck his cock?

That night, you really
went up in my esteem.

Come on, Diego, how
little you know me.

I know you.

Yeah, you do.

You know why I
didn't suck his cock?

You tell me.

Yeah, because I don't
like soft cocks, baby.

Don't look at me like that!

I only like hard ones, like you.

Oh, me too, me too.

They work better that way.

Can you believe it?

He says I'm jealous of him.

You think a woman like
me needs to be jealous

of a guy like this?

Ouch.

He's the one who
should be jealous of me.

I heard you have the most
gorgeous breasts in the world,

is it true?

I have, do you want to see?

- No, don't do that.
- Shut up.

- Come on.
- Do you want to see?

Yes or no?

- Come on.
- Yes, I do.

Yes!

All right, all right.

Oh!

- Come on, you're drunk.
- Oh!

All right, all right, all right,

all right, all
right, party's over.

I'll let you have that one.

I know you saw my movie and
I know you didn't like it.

That's why you didn't
say anything, right?

So I'll tell you, you didn't
understand a damn thing.

That's why you have
to see it again.

If you really want
to know, I'll tell you.

I did see it again, and that
screenplay you gave me to read

wasn't the film you made.

The movie you made was more like

a feature-length
mayonnaise commercial.

You're just an ad
man who's gotten rich

selling crap to people
who have nothing to eat.

You say one more word,
I will stand up and leave.

All I want to know is
what are you gonna do

with the tux you bought
to go to the Oscars?

The only reason
I don't beat you up

is because I know
you're gonna die soon.

Did I ever tell you the
one about my uncle Samuel

who went in for heart surgery?

Did I ever tell you the
one about my uncle Samuel

going into heart surgery?

- Tell it, Diego.
- He's a drag.

Hey.

There's nothing we can do.

I'm scared.

I've got a bad
feeling about this.

Won't you ever deign
to make a film with me?

We find a good
story, we'll do it.

It's my greatest dream.

I would do anything
to be directed by you.

Anything?

Go to the bathroom,
I'll meet you there.

Where's Mother?

She already left with Antonio.

She said you didn't thank him.

I don't know what to say.

I hope things work okay for you.

Hey, little fella.

I married your mother.

What do you think about that?

It was about time.

Your mom and I are
going away tomorrow.

Everything will go
on as usual here.

Dona Sebastiana
will look after you,

and you'll continue to go
to school and play soccer.

I have to go away
because I'm very sick.

Are you going to die?

Maybe.

It's for you.

Hello, good morning.

I'm Dr. Mary Flowers,
your oncologist.

From now on, you're
under my care.

I'll try to explain quickly
what we're going to do.

Right now, we're introducing
a catheter into your thorax

to reach your vena cava.

And from now on, all your
medication and blood tests

will be administered
by this means.

We'll start with a
total body irradiation,

and then induce intensive
chemotherapy treatment.

Our objective is to eliminate
your red and white blood cells

and the platelets already
contaminated with the disease.

Only then, we will be able to
perform the transplant itself.

The donor's cells will
enter your blood stream

and start a battle
with the cancer cells

which survived our treatment.

Out of this entire
shock procedure,

we'll start creating
a new immune system.

Any questions?

No.

So that's the transplant?

It's a matter of
creating a new person

in a body which is
currently sick, yes.

And what about me?

'Cause I've been
here for three days

and no one told me anything.

Oh, you like boxing, huh?

Well, now the bell has rung

and they've taken
away your stool.

We'll take good care of you.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Good morning.

How are you doing?

Good.

Please, sign here,
authorizing us to use drugs

not yet approved by the FDA.

Are you allergic to anything?

- Yes.
- What?

Boring people.

This other one
exempts this institution

from any responsibility
in case of death.

Ah.

If you are incapacitated or
go into a vegetative state,

whom do you nominate to take
responsibility on your behalf?

Okay.

Thank you very much.

Have a good one.

Thank you.

The risks of infection

during a bone marrow
transplant are very high.

And an infection is not
something we'd want just now.

I'm Dr. Isaac, your
infectious disease specialist.

- Okay.
- And I'll be supervising

- your case.
- Yeah.

Mm.

Looks like we have
a Peeping Tom here.

Stop it.

Uh-huh.

Ah.

Yes, we do, yes, we do.

Good morning, I'm Dr. Morris.

This is my assistant, Virginia.

Good morning.

She's going to install this bag

with a morphine-based analgesic,

which regulates the dosage that
will keep you free of pain.

If you feel any pain,
you just use the pump,

and you increase the
amount you receive.

On a scale of one to 10,

how much pain you'd say
you're feeling right now?

I'd say 10 so I
can use the pump.

Yeah, then we have a problem

because the treatment
hasn't even started.

And once it does,
don't get too excited.

Machine is regulated to a limit,

since an overdose might
cause you a heart attack.

If the pain persists, well,
we'll have to give you

something stronger which
will leave you unconscious.

And please, don't hesitate
to send for me anytime.

Dr. Morris, pain and drugs.

We're removing a
sample of your bone marrow

to know whether it is
contaminated with cancerous cells.

I've applied a local anesthesia
that works subcutaneously,

but it doesn't work on the bone.

You'll feel a strong pinch,

so I want you to take
a deep and slow breath.

Okay.

Here we go.

Almost there.

Hold on.

Hold on, second pass.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

The red and
white blood cell counts

are practically zero.

The donor has reacted very well

to the production
accelerators of cells

that will be used
for his transplant.

Everything's going fine.

What's this
treatment you're giving me?

'Cause all I do is sleep.

Oh, that's perfectly normal.

I see him in
so much pain at night,

and I'm not sure if he
understands what I'm saying.

I think he does.

Mr. Fairman, I'm
Dr. Mary Flowers.

We're here looking after you.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

See, he does understand.

That's about it.

All we can do now is wait.

I've got to think of my family.

I have children to raise.

So, what if I die?

I am a real estate
agent in the suburbs.

My brother is a
famous movie director.

You're crazy.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

You know he's going to die if
we don't do the transplant.

I don't care.

He doesn't talk to me.

To this day, he blames
for father's death.

Now that he needs me, he
remembers that I exist.

I already told you, I
want a million dollars,

or I'm going home tomorrow.

I want a check of a
million in my wife's hands,

or I'm not doing the transplant.

But you know we don't
have that sort of money.

You know that.

What do you mean?

How much that house
you live in worth?

Who the fuck are you?

Out.

Out, out!

Are you crazy?

I can't understand where all
this hatred is coming from.

We grew up together,
we shared everything.

We're blood brothers
for God's sake.

All that he has, he worked for.

He never stole anything.

We've reduced
the morphine dosage,

which was very high.

He'll feel pain again, but
there's nothing we can do.

At high levels, the
morphine can cause

a lack of oxygen in his blood

and this may lead to a
cardio respiratory arrest.

I got the money.

Tomorrow, it'll be
in your wife's hands.

But think about it, what's
your brother going to think

when he finds out you charged

a million dollars
to save his life?

Mind if I smoke?

First time in the States?

No.

Been here many times.

How'd you find
out you were sick?

I was having dinner
with some friends,

one of their wives was a doctor.

She saw something ugly
on my neck and she said,

"I don't like this."

When they finished
the procedure,

it was much bigger
than they expected.

They put me to sleep
and when I woke up,

there was a doctor there
telling me it was very serious.

It's just like that.

Always the same.

You never know what's
gonna happen tomorrow.

Who are you?

I came to take you.

Take me, where?

What if I told you
I don't want to go?

That's what they all say.

What am I supposed to do?

- What I'd like to
know is: Why me?

There's no logic.

Maybe someone denounced you.

I just obey orders.

I'd like to speak
to your supervisor.

Sounds like you want
to complicate things.

But I should tell you, if
you don't come with me now,

old age is pretty
ridiculous and undignified.

Who do you work for?

A multinational enterprise.

We are market leaders.

Market, what market is that?

Market.

The market is the market.

And who invented that market?

The market was created
by the market itself.

Back to the caveman days,

when a man exchanged
something with another man,

they created the market.

And profit drives the market.

And you cannot argue with
that because profit is sacred.

God's behind everything.

I don't get extra money
for philosophy classes.

Shall we?

I'd like to brush my
teeth before leaving.

You mind?

And who is she?

Oh, that's Sissy.

My little girl.

She's been with me
since she was born.

She looks very
much like her mother.

Everyone tells me that.

Same eyes.

August the 6th.

Remember the date well.

From now on, it's going
to be your new birthday.

And now, what do I do?

There's nothing you can do.

Now it's up to him.

This woman, who is she?

I don't know.

It's a woman who follows me
around the whole goddamn time.

She's stuck on me.

I never told her "I love you"

and I never said to
her "I don't love you."

Since we're gonna
be together forever,

could you tell me
where we're heading

- after we leave here?
- Hold on, wait a second.

Who said forever?

Is there something else that
you don't want to tell me?

I just don't know.

They never told me,
and I never asked.

Look, I'm only doing this
because it's steady work, right?

I get my paycheck,
vacation, and, this year,

a bonus trip to
Disneyland for good work.

What does "good work" mean?

Cannot say.

Not authorized.

My contract has a
confidentiality clause.

I just do my job.

I show up, no questions,
don't talk to anyone.

When my boss arrives,

I hide so I don't have
to say good morning.

I'm afraid he'll fire me.

I spend hours staring at
the wall outside my window.

When they remember me, they
ask me to go and fetch someone.

You know, it's a job
I'd rather not do.

Why do you do it, then?

You have a family to support?

I have no family,
no house, no one.

I have a son, but we had a
fight and we don't talk anymore.

I think he's a skydiver.

I just have this
extremely jealous woman

who always wants
to know what I do,

who I talk to, where I go.

You know how women are, right?

I guess so.

I'm a happy man.

What about you?

Me?

Only on Mondays.

What do you do?

I'm a film director.

Wow.

Wow.

Super.

Are you famous?

I used to be.

In my town, there was a
cinema, but I never went.

Now, it's an evangelical church.

Do you play chess?

Doctor, he's back.

Say something, my love.

What's happening?

Does he have a fever,
is he cold, what is it?

Would you get
some warm blankets, please?

What's going on?

We have to stop this infection

as quickly as possible.

So, we'll be starting on a
broad-spectrum antibiotic,

and take him to intensive
care immediately.

His blood pressure's falling.

The oxygen level is very low,
and his heartbeat is weak.

We're unable to
contain the infection,

and we may lose the patient.

I'm Dr. Feffer and I'm
Jewish, as I believe you are.

My whole family died
in the Warsaw ghetto,

and I was brought up in
an orphanage in London,

where I graduated in medicine.

I emigrated to
the United States,

and I'm one of the
founders of this institute.

We've won a Nobel Prize for
our research into blood.

So, here, we believe
only in science.

But my years of experience as
a doctor have also taught me

that those who still
have a dream to fulfill,

have a better
chance of survival.

So dark here.

Can I turn on the light?

You like soccer?

Not really.

And you?

I did when I was a boy.

I was the goalkeeper.

But one day, the ball
hit me in the face,

and I quit that shit.

Never wanted to play again.

That makes two of us.

Tell me, is there
life after death?

As I told you, I know nothing.

I lied to you when I said
I'd never been to the cinema.

I saw a film of yours.

Do you remember which one?

Well, I don't remember the name,

but I never forgot a scene
with a big boy sitting,

fully dressed, in a woman's
arms, being breastfed.

Can I ask you something?

Would it be too much to ask you
to fetch me some other time?

I still want to
make one more film.

What film is that?

Is it a film to badmouth me?

No, I have nothing against you.

I just don't want to die.

I still want to
make another film.

Can't you take someone else?

I've enjoyed meeting you.

Never had a chance to
meet an artist before.

You're real people.

You're someone like us.

I'll say I couldn't find you.

Check.

♪ Heaven, I'm in heaven ♪

♪ And my heart beats so
that I can't hardly speak ♪

♪ And I seem to find
the happiness I seek ♪

♪ When we're out together ♪

♪ Dancing cheek to cheek ♪

♪ Heaven, I'm in heaven ♪

♪ And my heart beats so
that I can't hardly speak ♪

♪ And I seem to find
the happiness I seek ♪

♪ As we're out together,
dancing cheek to cheek ♪

♪ Heaven, I'm in heaven ♪

♪ And my heart beats ♪
Mr. Fairman.

Mr. Fairman, please!
♪ So that I can't ♪

♪ Hardly speak ♪
It's three in the morning.

Let's get back to sleep.
♪ And I seem to find ♪

♪ The happiness I seek ♪

♪ When we're out together ♪
Mr. Fairman.

♪ Dancing cheek to cheek ♪

♪ Heaven, I'm in heaven ♪

♪ And my heart ♪

♪ Dancing, cheek to cheek ♪

Yes?

Yes, I'm here with him.

Oh, this waiting is hell.

No, no, we don't know yet.

It's serious.

Yes, that might happen.

You mean 83, 84?

Exactly.

Queen at the Hyde Park?

- Yeah.
- I was there too.

It's an amazing coincidence.

What were you doing
in London back then?

I was studying at the
Royal School of Visual Arts.

That's right,
that's right.

You know what?

Maybe you could show
me a photo someday.

Why don't we have some coffee?

Have you spoken to Daniel?

So that Dr. Pain and Drugs,

you find him charming?

Never thought about it.

Would you really fuck a guy

that wears a Donald
Duck pattern tie?

I don't know, but I could
give it a try and let you know.

It's been so long that I've
forgotten what it's like.

No more running for him.

Diego.

Mm, mm, mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Look, look.

Look.

You see?

There.

It doesn't hurt at all.

He's not crying.

Yeah, all done.

What's your name?

This is my town, and I don't
want you sleeping in a hotel.

While you're here, I want
you to be comfortable.

I've made all the arrangements,
you're staying at our place.

You'll have everything you need.

Just wait until you see what
we've done with your bedroom.

I'm so happy you're coming.

You're gonna love it.

On Friday, we're
organizing a charity dinner

for the children of Africa.

Hey, they've just
got outta hospital.

Give them a break.

It's always the same with you.

I can't say a god damn word
without him getting mad at me.

I mean, it's so revolting
that while we have so much,

there are millions
of children in Africa

who haven't enough to eat,

which is why I decided
to have this dinner,

to raise funds to help them.

Leslie, he's an artist.

Stop bugging him with politics.

But it's not about politics.

It's about starving children.

Each guest will pay
$10,000 not to eat.

Five meals will be served,

and each meal you miss,
you pay another 2,000.

My idea is that at
the end of the dinner,

you'll feel so hungry
that you'll actually know

what those kids
are going through.

And that will give you the right

to sponsor a child
who'll then write to you,

and the money will pay for
his basic needs and education.

Just listen to this.

This way.

From now on, this is your home.

Let's go see the room
I got ready for you.

Huh?

How about that?

I bought it in an auction.

It's from the set
of a '30s movie

with Ginger Rogers
and Fred Astaire.

Hope you like it.

You are one bighearted
son of a bitch.

Thank you.

The first film I ever
saw, I was about your age.

It was a black and white film.

It was night, a frightened girl

was running along
a deserted breach,

and she was looking behind her
like someone was chasing her.

She wore a tight sweater,

a black belt, and a full skirt
which billowed in the wind.

There was a group
of boys in a car.

They were drinking,
laughing, shouting.

She was running
away, scared of them.

Their car got closer and closer,

and then she fell, exhausted.

The car circled around her,

the boys were
laughing and shouting.

And then the car stopped.

And one of the boys went to her.

She started crying, desperately.

Sitting in the sand.

And what happened to her?

You know, I don't remember,

but I do remember that
when she got home,

she went in the backdoor.

She went in and saw her parents

watching television
in the living room,

and then she crept
upstairs to her bedroom

so she wouldn't be seen.

♪ We all need a helping hand ♪

♪ Here comes the handyman ♪

♪ He'll make it work for you ♪

♪ All the jobs you need to do ♪

♪ He'll innovate and
un-complicate it for you ♪

Hey, I hope we're
not disturbing you.

I told them that a
friend of mine had died

and was resuscitated, and
they were just so excited.

They were dying to meet you.

So, this is Herbert Spencer,

he's the head of the
Contemporary Art Museum,

Judith Salton, Yuri Yernikov,

Martha Robinson of
Robinson stores.

This is Mitzy who runs
the Bank of America.

And, of course, here,
this is Jack McDowell,

his grandfather started
the BBA network here,

and his father was
fucking Marilyn Monroe.

Is what Leslie told us true?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Didn't you go
there and come back?

Go where?

Didn't you die and come back?

Yes, I did die, but
only for an instant.

What is it like there?

Anything you can tell us?

I didn't get to heaven.

I only got as far as purgatory.

That's where they judge
what we do on Earth.

Those who don't help their
neighbors, go to a small room

with on windows or
air conditioning.

But those who
helped the starving,

they get a suite with air
conditioning and a minibar.

And what's the
weather like up there?

It's hot.

But is there a breeze?

Mm, from time to time.

Are the Jews mixed
in with everyone else?

I don't know, I never saw one.

But if you want to go shopping,

do they take American Express?

You're better off taking cash.

May we take a picture with you?

Okay, if we can do it quickly.

Please.

Get in your spots.

Okay.

Smile.

Cheers.

- Ah!
- Ah!

Great.

Fantastic.

- Leslie.
- Yeah?

Annie from "Vanity Fair"

- is looking for you.
- Oh, great.

- Come on.
- Let's go.

Come on, everyone.

- Yes, we're coming.
- Come on.

Okay.

- Got her, thank you.
- Oh.

Excuse me.

Was God there?

No, he was at his AA meeting.

Oh.

♪ Away, away, away ♪

♪ I want to fly ♪

We're in Russia.

Everything is covered with snow.

There's a strong wind.

In the distance, we
see a little house

and there's a bright yellow
light coming from the window.

A door bangs loudly.

In the bedroom, a baby
sleeps in his crib.

Nice and warm,
under his blanket,

he's thinking of his
pony who must be cold.

He crawls down the stairs
and he goes outside.

Crawls through the snow and
all the way to the stable,

where he sees his pony
lying in the straw,

looking up at him,
freezing to death.

He covers him.

He turns to go back, but
he can't find the house

because it's covered with snow.

He has nowhere to go.

He's lost.

He finds a path,
starts to crawl on it,

faster and faster
because it's so cold.

And then, all of the sudden,

he sees the light of the sun

coming up from
behind the village.

He crawls all the way to
the village, very hungry.

He crawls down the
deserted main street

until he gets to the bakery.

He goes in, and
there, he looks up

and he sees a frightening
man with a mustache who says,

"What do you want, little boy?"

"I'm hungry."

"I'd like a bottle
of hot chocolate."

"Do you have any
money?" the man says.

"No."

"Well, if you have no money,"

"then you must go
some place else."

"We have no hot
chocolate for you here."

And then, all of the
sudden, his father comes in,

picks his son up in his arms,

and placing a 10-ruble bill
on the counter, he says,

"I want you to get a nice bottle"

"of hot chocolate for my son."

You're being well-looked after.

Your mother's here,

your friends are taking
good care of you,

you don't need me anymore, okay?

We're at war, we're at sea.

The sea is rough.

Bombs light up the dark sky.

One of the German bombs
hits our aircraft carrier.

Men, in the lifeboats!

Jump into the lifeboat!

All right!

Row, row, row fast!

But faster!

Okay!

Faster, faster.

I can't row any faster.

Wake up, you silly old man.

Okay.

Oh, look, the bright sunlight.

Look, a big wave.

Send us to the sea.

Oh, wonderful.

To the shore.

Wade to the beach.

Put your weapon above your
head, so it doesn't get wet.

Ho, ho, ho!

Grenade ready?

Throw it!

Get low, get low!

All right, let's attack!

Attack!

Okay, I'll get you covered!

Go, go, go!

Go, go, go, I'll
get you covered!

We killed them.

Better them than us, right?

Yes!

All right.

All right there, partner.

- I
- grew up in Argentina,

in a seaside town
called Mar Del Plata.

The town faced the sea

and filled up with
tourists in the summer.

In the winter, it was deserted.

You could walk through
the dark streets

without seeing a soul.

It was like a ghost town.

Strudel.

I remembered, you
like it with tea.

Mom, can't you see I'm writing?

Please, go away.

Mom.

I already told you,
leave me alone, please.

I'm working.

When I'd get home from school,

after lunch, I used
to move the hands

of the kitchen
clock to 3:00 p.m.,

the time of the first
show at the cinema.

But when I got there, the
cinema was still closed,

so I'd look at the movie
posters, imagining their stories.

One night, returning home,

I saw a bright light at
the end of the street.

When I got closer, I saw
a long track on the ground

with an enormous
camera mounted on top,

coming in my direction.

On the far side of the
camera, it was pouring rain,

and there was a man with
a long raincoat and a hat,

soaking wet, cigarette
in his mouth,

walking alongside the camera
towards a mysterious woman

waiting for him in the rain.

When he reached her, the camera
stopped and moved closer.

She started crying and then
she kissed him passionately.

The play's main
character was my age,

and was saying goodbye
to his mother and sister

through a window,
without being heard.

He told them to forgive
him for abandoning them.

But that he had to leave,
otherwise he'd stay forever.

The next day, I
took a bus and left,

and I only came
back 20 years later.

It's good to have
you back home, sir.

Good to see you too, Ademir.

I'm doing research with HIV
prisoners in Carandiru jail.

One cell, made for
four, there are 17.

Sex and drugs are nonstop.

A needle is used on
at least four arms,

and rates of infection are high.

They have sex in jail, are
infected, and then on Sundays,

they see their wives for
conjugal visits, and infect them.

You should write about that.

Don't you think it's a
supremely insignificant

in the history of humanity
that you ran eight seconds

faster than you
did 20 years ago?

We're never gonna have another
Fellini film, think of that.

That's what matters.

Today, I tripped on the street,

fell down and
couldn't get up again.

I had to ask for help.

I never felt so
humiliated in all my life.

I can't take care
of you the whole time.

I don't need you
to take care of me.

Well, that's great to know now

'cause that's what I've
been doing all these years.

It was you, your
work, your illness.

I've always stood beside you.

Do you mean you no longer
want to be beside me?

I'm not answering that question.

I thought that if I stood
beside you, you'd survive.

It was at the hospital
that I realized

that your life didn't
depend on my love.

And that freed me.

Your life belongs only to you.

Now I have to take care of mine.

You're just saying that

because we haven't fucked
for five years, aren't you?

Come on.

And I thought that
your understanding

was the greatest demonstration
of love you could give me.

Seeing someone?

You want to leave me?

You haven't understood a thing.

Tell the truth.

That's what you miss, isn't it?

It's not cock that I miss.

It's my turn now to be
the person I left behind

when I fell in love and
decided to live with you.

And I won't do
without that anymore,

even if it means leaving you.

If that's what
you want, go ahead.

Make up your mind!

You know, when I see you
naked, I no longer desire you.

If I don't turn you on anymore,
then that's your problem.

Oh, you're just a whore.

Now that I can barely
walk, you tell me this?!

I can't stand you asking why
I did this, why I did that!

I don't want your illness
anymore, your smell of medication.

I want my life back.

Get away from me!

Dona Sebastiana!

Get out of here!

Open the door!

Help me, Dona Sebastiana.

I don't want to see you anymore!

I don't want to go out.

Go and fuck at your place!

You can't come back here!

You are a real son of a bitch!

Fuck off.

You would actually
love to fuck us, right?

Whatever, bitch.

Are you okay?

Hey, you.

What are you looking at?

Never saw a woman before?

Fuck me.

Fuck me.

What?

Do you prefer boys?

No.

My Hindu friend,

tonight, I was driving

and thought of you.

How are you?

Are you alive?

I feel like I'm dying,

but no one says anything.

Since the transplant,

have you felt your life
has gone back to normal?

Yes, no, or more or less?

Yes.

Have you had problems in
your personal relationships?

No.

Have you been
able to do the things you did

before the transplant?

Yes.

Do you worry about what
the future will bring?

Yes.

Well, no.

No.

Do you have thoughts about

the possibility of death?

No.

Have you had
problems in your sex life?

No.

Are your erections strong
enough to achieve penetration?

Yes.

Dear Dr. Ricardo Steen,

thank you for referring
your patient, Diego Fairman.

During his treatment, he
underwent a bone marrow transplant

for an aggressive
non-Hodgkin's lymphoma.

According to our records,
after five years,

the patient is
considered in good health

and free of disease.

The patient now will
be under the care

of the doctor of his choice.

Our recommendations for
the longterm followup

are attached in this letter.

Don't hesitate to contact me
if you have any questions.

Best regards, Mary Flowers.

Camera rolling.

Action.

You're the film director.

I think you were friends
with my grandfather.

I don't think so.

Maybe your father.

My father?

I don't think so.

Got my permit to shoot my film.

Good luck.

♪ Shine on, shine
on, harvest moon ♪

♪ Up in the sky ♪

♪ I ain't had no loving since
January, April, June, or July ♪

♪ Snow time, ain't no time
to stay outdoors and spoon ♪

♪ Shine on, shine
on, harvest moon ♪

♪ For me and my girl ♪

My parents in Warsaw.

That's my mother, my father.

- Look.
- Happy birthday.

- Oh, my god.
- Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

Happy birthday, Mama.

Woo!

Remember that team?

It's good to come
back home, isn't it?

I know you blame me
for Father's death.

I'm so ashamed of
everything I did.

I was so naive.

First, they let me win, and
then they took all the money,

which wasn't mine,
it was Father's.

It was all he had.

I went crazy when
you were dying.

I tore up the check.

When I touched it,
it burned it my hand.

You don't owe me an explanation.

We've all done things
we'd rather not have done.

I didn't stay for
Father's funeral.

I grew up without
knowing where you were

until Father's death.

It's me who needs to apologize.

I abandoned you when
you needed me the most.

I left Father alone when he
was sick and out of work.

I only thought of myself.

Just think,

all the blood running
through my body is yours.

Then you're fucked, man.

I hate you.

I hate your father, and
you're just like him.

Everything revolves around you.

It's been like
that my whole life.

I remember that day in Seattle
in your friend's house,

when I brought you
tea, you were so rude.

You shouted at me, "Go
away, Mother, go away."

"Can't you see I'm
writing my film?"

I knew then that you would live.

Diego is
alone and staring at the walls.

Empty walls.

He has hit rock bottom.

Interior, night.

Ricardo tells Diego how he
escaped death from yellow fever.

They toast to death.

She interrupts.

I'd like to make a toast.

Yeah.

To death, who
hasn't taken us yet.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry to interrupt,
but I know who you are.

I wanted to tell you
I've seen all your films.

I know who you are.

I saw you on that reality show.

I can't believe it.

Did you watch that shitty show?

Not only did I watch
it, I voted for you.

Thank you.

I'm an actress, and I'd like
to invite you to see my play.

I'm starving.

Take me to dinner?

When I was born, my
mother was very sick.

They told me only one
of us would survive.

We lived in a very small
city with no hospital.

An ambulance would come
three times a week,

and take her for treatment
in a city nearby.

I remember coming
home from school

and waiting till night fall

for the ambulance
to bring her back.

Never knew if she
would come or not.

How old were you?

Six, seven, I don't remember.

She would say that
when she died,

she would return as
a flycatcher bird.

So, one day, the ambulance took
her and she never came back.

I was by myself at
home for two days.

No one came to tell me anything.

I ate all the cookies
in the kitchen pantry,

packed my bags and left.

And your father?

My dad died when I was little.

They told me he ate
a lot of cucumbers

before going to
sleep that night.

When I got to Sao Paulo,
the very next day,

I got a job as a Barbie
doll on a TV commercial.

I wanted to be an actress.

I heard you've been
very ill, is that true?

Everyone asks that.

It's a long story.

I was 17 when I left home
on a cargo ship for Europe.

I wanted to be a film director.

I worked a lot in
movies as an extra.

Sometimes, I can see
myself on television

at 4:00 a.m. on a
spaghetti western.

I didn't want to come home.

But, one day, my mother wrote me

and said I couldn't come home.

They'd arrest me because I
didn't do my military service.

So, I came to Brazil because
it was the nearest country.

I still wanted to
work in the movies.

So, one day, I was visiting
a production office

and I went in, and
no one was there.

They were out making a movie.

The phone rang, I picked it up.

It was an advertising agency,

they wanted to make a commercial

showing the town lit
up for Christmas.

That was my first
job as a director.

Then I met my wife,
and everything changed.

I started making movies
until an illness stopped me,

and I spent years doing nothing.

And when was that?

It's not over yet.

Good morning.

You again?

Yeah.

I was passing by and
decided to visit you.

I have some good news.

Our company was bought by a
group of Israeli investors.

They thought I was
too old, and fired me.

Now, you're a free man.

What about your wife?

I took retirement,
and we separated.

She was too jealous.

Nowadays, I answer to no one.

If the weekend comes along

and I feel like
fishing, I just go.

So,

you gonna make that
film you promised?

I already am.

Am I in it?

Yes, you are.

Who's gonna play me?

I don't know yet.

Well, what happens
next in the story

is up to you.

I got to go.

Your Hindu friend
never forgot your stories.

♪ I'm singin' in the rain ♪

♪ Just singin' in the rain ♪

♪ What a glorious feeling ♪

♪ I'm happy again ♪

♪ I'm laughing at clouds ♪

♪ So dark up above ♪

♪ The sun's in my heart ♪

♪ And I'm ready for love ♪

♪ Let the stormy clouds chase ♪

♪ Everyone from the place ♪

♪ Come on with the rain ♪

♪ I've a smile on my face ♪

♪ I'll walk down the lane ♪

♪ With a happy refrain ♪

♪ Just singin',
singin' in the rain ♪

♪ Dancing in the rain ♪

♪ Oh, ya Dee a Dee a da da ♪

♪ I'm happy again ♪

♪ I'm singin' and
dancing in the rain ♪

♪ I'm dancing and
singin' in the rain ♪