PRIMO BASILIO
Excuse me, please.
Excuse me.
Tell him, Sebastiao, when he finishes this job,
-we must go out more. -We're building a city, dear.
The new capital!
If the capital is to be moved, it should come to Sao Paulo,
the driving engine of the country.
If you knew the project, you wouldn't say that.
A capital in the middle of nowhere?
It's a totally new concept for a capital.
I don't know about the concept,
but lots of people are getting rich with it.
Really? Did you hear that, dear?
And all because Brazil won the World Cup.
Not Brazil, Santos!
Basílio!
Cousin!
-You look so different! -Old?
Lovely.
I got married.
I cannot believe you did this to me.
So, what are you doing here, in ''drizzle city''?
Just checking if it's true Sao Paulo can never stop.
And to die of displeasure for having lost you.
The truth is, my heart never left here.
Come.
Come, I want to introduce you to Jorge, my husband.
Later.
-I have friends waiting for me. -Excuse me.
Dr. Goldberg is looking for you.
I'll call you...
Basílio is Luísa's cousin.
-He's here to set up a new plant. -He lives abroad.
Our firm is doing the legal work.
-For Willis Overland. -A French make.
I didn't know he was your cousin.
Honey, can you send someone to pick something up for me
at the dressmaker?
Of course.
Jorge.
-What if my cousin calls? -Invite him to lunch.
After all, he is your only family, right?
That is, if he doesn't disappear.
Will you send someone to the dressmaker?
Do this for your sweet little wife...
Because if we had,
we wouldn't be suffering like this!
My love...
forgive me.
Mrs. Luisa, Mrs. Leonor is at the door.
Oh dear, you said I was in?
I didn't know I wasn't supposed to.
You never know anything, do you?
-I broke up with Mendonça. -But you were so in love!
-I thought I was as well. -You always fool yourself.
I'd never have imagined there'd be a man
who'd be disgusted at licking pussy, Luisa.
Leonor!
-Does Jorge... -Stop it!
Leonor, you'll never guess who I met at the Opera.
-Marlon Brando. -My cousin.
No!
Basílio?
-Basílio was so handsome. -He looks older...
-More manly. -And?
-I'm a married woman, Leonor. -So am I.
Speaking of which, may I?
Hello? My love...
Are you home, darling?
Look I won't be home for dinner.
I'm at Luisa's and she's had a soup made.
It's alright, kisses, my love.
Don't worry, silly.
The ''soup'' I'm having is a Medical student.
Sao Francisco Square... What a Square!
Unacceptable! Unacceptable, Luísa!
To have this dishonourable woman in our house!
A woman who has lovers, Luísa.
I won't admit it. I won't admit it!
-Calm down, Jorge. -''Calm down'' my foot!
The whole of Sao Paulo
knows the stories about ''Doorknob'' Leonor.
I told you before, I don't like this friendship.
Let alone here, in our house.
If I see her here, I am quite capable of...
I don't even know.
Admit it, am I right or not?
Of course, Jorge.
Of course you are.
Listen, Juliana,
it's no concern of yours who comes here or not!
You had no business telling the master.
-It was he who... -Liar.
You know all too well that Jorge doesn't like her.
Look Juliana, I'm up to here with you.
Up to here!
How could I have guessed?
I have a favour to ask of you, Sebastião.
You don't have to ask anything for you.
-Two whiskys, please. -While I'm in Brasília...
-If you can... -Something to nibble on?
Can you look Luísa up every now and then?
Give her some attention.
Of course.
-Anything wrong? -No.
Luísa... well, you know her,
she's a bit absent minded, poor thing.
Sometimes it seems she just doesn't think.
Can you believe she had Leonor over at our house?
-The ''Doorknob''? -Jesus Christ. Ice, please.
Can you do this for me?
Ring her up sometimes, pay her a visit.
Give her some advice, if need be.
Women, right? You know how it goes.
Do you swear you'll think of me all the time?
-Of course, my love. -Swear it, then.
I swear, I swear. I have to go.
Oh my, Juliana, you scared me!
You are like a ghost, Jesus Christ.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Luisa,
but there's a man at the door looking for you
and I don't know if I'm supposed to let him in.
-He says he is your cousin. -Basílio?
Of course you're supposed to let him in, creature!
It seems you don't think at all!
-How could I know... -Don't just leave him waiting there! Go!
Hi.
How gorgeous.
I've been waiting for you to call.
Juliana, coffee.
I decided to surprise you.
What a shame.
Jorge went on a trip last week.
He so wanted to meet you.
There will be plenty of opportunities.
He was called by Oscar Niemeyer,
he'll work with him.
Juscelino's folly.
What about you, Basílio?
Still single?
As single as they come.
You traded me for the engineer.
You also made me promises you never kept.
You were going to write to me every week remember?
My first year in Europe was very tough, Luísa.
-Very painful. -And will you stay long?
Only until the plant produces its first car.
Although, after seeing you,
it will be hard to leave Brazil.
It seems they're having fun, her and the cousin.
At least the poor thing can entertain herself a bit.
She was so sad with Mr. Jorge's trip.
It's terrible not having a man around.
He is even more handsome than the boss.
And since when you understand about men, Juliana?
Those vacations at the farm?
Those were the best years of my life...
Our dating...
Does your husband know?
And what about France?
Is it truly beautiful?
Not as beautiful as you.
So, no girlfriends, Basílio? Tell me!
A little flirtation here, another there...
Nothing serious.
Obligations, work official parties.
I never stop, Luísa.
It's hard to have a relationship.
If you knew how long it's been since I went to a party...
One of the most beautiful parties ever
was Grace Kelly's and Rainier's wedding.
Unforgettable.
You went to Grace Kelly's wedding?
It was an obligation.
But it was a wonderful party.
I can't deny that.
That's why you are never coming back.
I wouldn't either.
What about you mother?
How is Auntie Jojó doing?
Mum passed away, over 4 years ago.
Oh, Luísa... such a delicate soul.
Is she at the family tomb?
Underneath Granny Elisinha.
I'd like to pay them a visit.
Would you come with me?
Granny Elisinha, Uncle Afonso...
Do you remember Uncle Afonso?
Who had a stutter and loved to give speeches?
She's not here, sir, she went to the cemetery.
-To the cemetery? -With her cousin.
Mr. Basílio.
-Would you like to wait? -No. No...
There's no need, give her my regards.
This is the biggest hit of the Summer in Saint-Tropez.
Come here...
No! No...
No, stop!
No, I haven't danced in a long time.
-Let me lead. -Since my wedding. No, no!
-See? See how lousy I am? -I doubt it. Take off the shoes.
Your shoes, take them off.
Stand on my feet.
Do you know I've never been able to forget you?
Talk is cheap.
Oh, Luísa, I lost control, how horrible!
Luísa...
curse me, I deserve it, but please, say something.
Say what? What can I say?
-Say you forgive me! -Alright...
-But you shouldn't come over again. -It was a crazy impulse!
-Ever again! -But why?
I am married!
-It won't happen again. -No.
The love I feel for you is very pure...
-We can't. -I want to visit you again tomorrow.
-No. -Forgive me!
I'll try.
Angry?
Alright... tomorrow.
Now, leave.
At 2p.m..
These are for you.
-Will you excuse me, creature? -I was just going to...
I COULDN'T SLEEP THINKING I'LL SEE YOU TODAY.
YOUR LOVING HEART FORGAVE MY FRIVOLOUS ONE.
LOVE, BASILIO.
Luísa, forgive me for dropping by like this,
but I have so much to tell you!
Tell me about it, Leonor, my life is...
Will you have dinner with me?
Did you hear it, Juliana?
-Mrs. Leonor is dinning here. -Anything without garlic.
I have a date later.
The Medical student!
I know, I know.
A little ''soup'' at Sao Francisco Square.
-There's no garlic, right? -No, the garlic is apart.
Mrs. Luisa, can I go visit my aunt?
-Go. -The kitchen is clean and...
Go, go already, before I change my mind, creature.
Pass me the garlic.
We can't have one pleasure spoil the other.
So, tell me, Luísa...
What about Basílio? Have you...
Of course not!
Of course not, I wouldn't have the nerve.
Are you saying nothing happened?
Oh, Leonor, no... Just a few kisses.
-And is he a good kisser? -Do you think I let him?
You silly, there's no harm in a few kisses!
She who gives the mouth, gives everything!
And isn't that the idea, Luísa?
-You are no good, Leonor! -Me, huh?
You may act like a saint, but I remember well
when you'd jump over the school wall
to go meet Bebeto.
And what about your stories with Basílio, huh?
And you were caught...
caught kissing Silene!
Mrs. Luisa!
-Mrs. Luisa! -What is it, Joana?
It's your cousin.
He says he is leaving and came to say good-bye.
-Are you leaving? -No.
It was just an excuse to see you this late.
We had to go to Rio for an audience with JK.
Forgive me.
What a fright you gave me...
Do you really think I'd be able to leave?
I can't stand this, Luísa!
I could never get over you.
These are for you.
MY BELOVED BASÍLIO...
Mrs. Luísa.
Mrs. Luísa, Mr. Sebastião is here,
he says it's a quick visit.
What kind of a husband leaves such a doll
and goes off to the middle of nowhere, huh?
-Jorge really struck gold. -You'll make me blush.
To what do I owe this lovely surprise?
I came to check if everything is ok
if you need anything.
Only a quick visit.
Thank you, Sebastião, but everything is fine.
Thank God.
The only thing you need is for Jorge to return.
Am I right?
Your days must feel quite empty without him.
Yes, it's really sad.
Sebastião, can you excuse me for a second?
I'll be right back.
Did you empty the paper bin?
-Yes, ma'am. -Where?
-Where, creature? -By the door, into the garbage.
Why? Mrs. Luísa, did I do something wrong?
Oh, my God...
I emptied it there not 5 minutes ago,
how can the garbage truck have picked it up already?
I noticed the bin was full, I couldn't know, Mrs. Luísa.
Did you lose something, Mrs. Luísa?
A piece of paper.
Couldn't it have fallen somewhere?
Perhaps.
Oh, Mrs. Luísa...
How could I have guessed?
-If you'd told me, Mrs. Luísa. -Forget it, it was just a bill.
Was it something of value?
Just a bill from the dressmaker.
-Never mind, it's gone. -I won't disturb you.
No, Sebastião, you are not disturbing.
Luísa, let the servants deal with the domestic problems.
-You look worried. -Nonsense, Sebastião.
''Luísa,
my heavenly Luísa.
-I could barely... sleep. -Sleep.
Your smell still clings
-to my skin. -skin.
The... image of you...
-on my... mind. -mind.
The taste of your mouth...
on my mouth.''
How shameless, Aunt Vitória!
This shamelessness is worth gold, Juliana.
It's your retirement plan!
This is money in the bank.
Yes.
How much do you think I can...
squeeze out of her?
Out of her? Nothing.
You'll have to wait for the husband to return.
It's always the man who has the money.
My love, I found a great place for us to meet.
-It will be our Paradise. -Oh, how lovely!
We'll be able to be Just a man and a woman.
Removed from social conventions...
with no hypocrisies.
Do you know when only love existed, and not sin?
-Basílio, isn't it dangerous? -No, of course not.
It's a very discreet place.
It's not a little house on a deserted beach but...
Do you really love me?
Luísa, for you I am capable of any insanity.
For you I am capable of killing...
or be killed.
You say such beautiful things!
I've been waiting for you for over a half hour!
I was beginning to think you'd given up.
This is all I could arrange overnight.
It's not luxurious...
but it's clean.
And, even more important, completely discreet.
Each time I see you, I find you more fascinating.
Did you know that?
You are so beautiful...
Oh my, what a heap of laundry, huh?
Good thing Mrs. Luísa went out again.
She went window shopping, the poor thing.
Then I can get ahead with the work.
-It's a lot of underwear. -Mrs. Luísa is very neat.
I'd rather have an employer like this.
As if...
Luísa!
-Sebastião. -What a pleasure!
-How are you doing? -Sebastião... Fine.
I'm fine, how about you?
-Are you going somewhere? -Yes... No!
No, just walking around, killing time.
-No engagements? -No.
Then you'll have lunch with me.
No, no...
-I won't take no for an answer. -I don't want to impose on you.
It's not an imposition.
Any news from Jorge?
That friend of yours, Leonor, have you seen her lately?
No, I haven't seen her in quite a while.
She's a very pretty young woman.
Pity she has such a bad reputation.
-Really? -You know, people like to talk.
What about your cousin, Basílio?
Have you seen him lately?
No... No. Haven't seen him in a while as well.
-Hello, Mr. Sebastião! -Mr. Castro!
-Please, don't get up. -How do you do?
Luísa is the wife of a great friend of mine, Jorge Carrara.
It is a pleasure to meet such a lovely lady.
-And the office? -Excellent, you must come by...
One of these days we will use it.
Mrs. Luísa, I thought I'd make a roast for dinner...
-What do you think? -Make whatever you want!
Anything, just don't bother me!
You still haven't cleaned the room, creature?
This late, and the bed is still unmade?
-I was getting around to that. -Do you know what time it is?
-Around 3, 3:30 p.m... -And the bedroom is still like this?
You always give me a headache, you are like the plague!
You have been spending all afternoons out,
-so I thought... -You don't have to think!
You just have to do the work!
-I'm just saying... -Shut up!
You know this is your first task of the day!
At this hour and my bedroom looks like a slum!
-I'm trying to explain... -I'm not interested!
I've had it!
Now you've crossed the line, go pack your things, Juliana!
Go, now!
-But, Mrs. Luísa... -I said it, I'm not interested!
-Do you really think... -Enough, I've had it!
I can't stand to look at you for another second in my house!
-Mrs. Luísa, don't you push me. -Out! Out!
-I'll go if I want to! -Oh, you are going.
-You are going right now! -If I want to!
-Joana! Joana!
I'm not here to stand fits from some madam!
-I won't have... -You won't have what?
You won't have what?
You don't know me, Mrs. Luísa.
I will leave when I want to!
Do you really think that card ended up in the garbage?
I live in the garbage, Mrs. Luísa.
And I found that paper
that the boss won't like seeing.
-What? -I'm saying...
I have the cards from your lover!
There's a little letter from you as well.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of work to do.
And after that, I still have to polish all the silverware.
The bitch! That's what happens when you ''inherit'' a maid.
What now, Leonor?
-What now? Jorge will kill me! -Luísa, you must stay calm.
-I don't know what to do! -First thing, deny it. Always.
Die if you must, but die denying it!
-She has proof, Leonor! -Say it's a forgery.
-She has a letter I wrote. -Darn.
That's it!
-What, Luísa? -Run away!
-And go to Europe with Basílio! -You are crazy!
No!
He said it would be perfect if I could go with him.
-You must think... -And now I can!
Then people can say anything, but not that I don't love him!
And for love, everything is justifiable, right?
Will you help me?
Don't you think you should talk to Basílio first?
Yes, yes!
I'll go with you, let me just warn Gleizer.
Hello? Mr. Basílio de Brito, please.
Here.
Hello?
Has Mr. Basílio de Brito arrived yet?
No? No, I already left a message.
No, actually, I'd like to leave another.
Tell him Luísa is going to Paradise.
Yes.
Yes, Paradise.
Is this Paradise?
Are you sure you don't want me to stay with you, Luísa?
Oh... Oh, my love!
Cool it, baby, slow down.
Don't joke around, it's serious, Basílio.
What can be this serious at this hour?
Do you lnow Juliana?
-The maid at my house? -Yes.
She has all the cards you sent me.
She's got them all.
This is a tough nut to crack.
But running away is not the solution.
This woman wants money, it's obvious.
It's a matter of finding out how much.
No, there's no use in paying.
There's no use in paying,
she can open her mouth at any moment, she is evil!
I... I can't stay here in São Paulo.
I can sleep here tonight, but tomorrow...
Tomorrow there has to be a plane to Paris!
No, Luísa...
No, no, you don't run away like this anymore,
the 19th century ended a long time ago.
And if you run away, then you'll be marked forever.
''The one who ran away.''
Forget that, child.
That's it, then?
We are not going...
-Is that it? -Of course we are not going.
You may be crazy, but I'm not.
Luísa...
this woman won't talk.
She wants money, I'm sure of it.
-Nothing else. -What money, Basílio?
I barely have money to buy pins.
That...
That I can arrange.
Not a lot, because I'm in a bind now...
Next time you should be more careful, Luísa.
Look Basílio, don't worry, I'll get the money.
I can see very well who you really are...
If you can't do this for me...
Luísa!
Be reasonable!
Maybe I'm being, for the first time in my life.
-Good-bye, Basílio. -Luísa!
Hello?
Yes, yes, it's here.
Yes, sir, just a second!
Just a second!
It's the master.
Hello?
Yes, I can hear you.
I miss you so much, Luísa!
I miss you too, my love.
I miss you too.
I... I feel so lost without you...
Nothing. I haven't been doing anything.
And I have been working like crazy!
This place is coming along beautifully, my love.
That's great, Jorge.
Are you well?
You sound a bit weird.
It's just a little headache.
As always.
How about you? How's everything there?
Yes?
I want to talk to your mistress.
Go get her.
-What is this? -Read it, please.
I've just received it, from the Paris office.
I must go, my love. I'm leaving today.
It's for a short time, if it were up to me...
But, you know...
-I know. Have a good trip. -Don't be cruel, Luísa.
A love like ours cannot end like this.
Stop pretending, Basílio, just go!
Let's at least settle this thing with the maid.
I told you, it's settled. Now, please go.
Really?
-How did you... -It's settled, Basílio, go.
It's only for 3 weeks, 4 at most.
Not even a kiss, Luísa?
My address in Paris, in case you want to write me.
And now, Aunt Vitória, what should I do?
What should I do?
I couldn't even find out
when Mr. Jorge is coming home.
It can delay.
Mrs. Luísa, I need to talk to you.
I want my things back.
Calm down, Mrs. Luísa.
I want them now! Everything you stole.
I'm telling you to calm down!
The thing is... I'm tired.
I'm tired of working like an animal.
You are tired of working, so you start stealing.
You have your cousin!
You have your husband, you have maids to clean your house,
to cook for you, to wash your underwear!
What about me? What do I have?
After the 8 years I spent here?
Taking care of your husband's aunt?
Even cleaning her poop? What did I get?
You two inherited this house and you used to come here once...
twice a year!
While I was here...
cleaning up shit!
What about my retirement plan, Mrs. Luísa?
Who's going to take care of that?
How much do you want?
200 thousand cruzeiros.
You lost your mind.
Where am I going to get that?
Oh, you will, Mrs. Luísa.
The master shouldn't read those letters, the poor man.
Mrs. Luísa... I wish you no harm, Mrs. Luísa.
I will get it.
Mrs. Luísa, I just want a little money, that's all.
You pay me and go be happy with your husband.
-I just need a few days. -I can wait.
I can wait, don't worry, mistress, I can wait.
If you'll excuse me,
I have work to do.
BASÍLIO, MY LOVE...
I ADMIT I WAS WRONG, I HAVE BEEN TOO PROUD...
At last, huh, Mrs. Luísa, a letter from the master.
I've seen your distress,
every day waiting for a letter from him.
It's hard to be without our man, huh, Mrs. Luísa?
Look Mrs. Luísa, such a pity...
It's torn, right here at the bottom, look.
It's a pity, isn't it? It's so pretty.
It can be fixed...
If you want I can send it to the seamstress.
There's no need...
keep it for yourself.
-For me? -Yes.
Come, look here...
Look how good it looks on you.
See? Keep it.
Oh my, Mrs. Luísa, this is a gift...
A gift that is much too beautiful, thank you.
Thank you very much.
Is it from Basílio?
Jorge arrives on Monday.
-He'll stay a fortnight. -Excuse me, Mrs. Luísa.
I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you...
I'm going to the clinic, I'm not feeling good.
But today is Joana's day off.
I have a fever, but if you want...
Fine, fine, go, Juliana.
-Oh, what a stench! -This place is a pigsty.
They're in there, I'm sure! One of my keys must open it.
-I'll go get them. -They are in a drawer in my table.
My deceased mother used to always write to me.
Those are not yours.
Yours are very well kept.
Safe from mistresses that break into drawers,
like common thieves.
-A thief stealing from another... -I found those in the garbage!
And that's what you give us, garbage.
The leftovers!
Luísa!
Just pay the CR$ 300 thousand you owe me, that's all.
300? What do you mean, 300? It was 200!
-What about inflation? -Luísa, open the door!
You are taking you time. Prices are going up.
Luísa!
No, no, no!
Luísa! My love, how much I've missed you!
Jorge!
It's so good to have to back.
You are so beautiful.
Even more so than I remembered.
She was missing you terribly, master.
Thank you, Juliana.
It's good to be home.
Your clothes are filthy.
Brasília is all dust.
I'll leave them to soak.
What?
I missed you so much...
Jorge...
Don't leave me anymore.
I need you so much...
Mrs. Luísa, I need to talk to you.
And what is the problem with your bedroom?
The heat, the bedbugs...
Cockroaches, rats, poor ventilation, the stench.
Shall I go on?
-I'll have someone clean it... -No, Mrs. Luísa.
You don't understand.
I don't want to share a bedroom anymore.
-But, Juliana... -No, Mrs. Luísa, you know.
Black people smell.
Look Juliana...
It's a pity you don't get along with Joana,
but I won't be upset.
I'll talk to Jorge,
we'll see how much we must give you, plus a little something...
A little something? What do you mean?
Do you really think I'm leaving without my money?
Then I don't understand exactly what you want...
I want to switch bedrooms!
I want to move back to this one,
that is now filled with trunks.
Juliana, and where am I supposed to put all that junk?
Wherever you want, Mrs. Luísa, it's just junk.
Trunks are not people.
Jorge, you have no idea how tight it is!
It's like every other servant's quarters in São Paulo.
-Even bigger, I think. -There are two of them...
They can barely breathe in there!
It's tight, it's dirty...
The other day I saw a rat.
I swear!
I nearly fainted.
-Just imagine... -But the trunks...
But that was her bedroom when she took care of your aunt.
Fine, Luísa, fine. We'll do it.
Mrs. Luísa, this is how a person should live!
-Why isn't Juliana doing this? -I have no idea.
She's sprawled on the bed and the house a mess...
-What is this, Juliana? -Doctor's orders, bed rest.
Juliana, Jorge is not a fool, he won't have this.
I can talk to him, Mrs. Luísa...
Here, Joana, I need you to do her work.
-But, Mrs. Luísa, I barely... -She is very ill, Joana.
Do this for me, please.
Juliana.
Are you going out?
I don't owe you any explanations, but yes, I am going out.
But...
I've seen a great deal in this life,
but a sick person, strolling around?
Rubbish.
-She's going to the doctor. -At lunch time?
I haven't even cleaned the lounge yet and you bring me more laundry?
Clean the lounge and prepare lunch.
-I'll do the laundry. -But, Mrs. Luísa...
Excuse me, Mrs. Luísa.
-I need to talk to you. -What is it now, Juliana?
I've seen the doctor and he told me...
I can't do any heavy work anymore.
What do you mean?
Heavy work like washing the bathroom, the kitchen...
That type of work doesn't suit me anymore, Mrs. Luísa.
Now...
Joana can do it. Or you.
It's not difficult for someone who's young and healthy.
You think I can't handle it.
-A little Port. -You didn't have to do this.
-You look so tired, my love. -All you had to do was ask me.
Why bother you if the maids have gone to bed?
-Both of them? -They turned the lights out.
Would you like to listen to some music?
Or watch TV? What would you like to do?
I...
I think I'd rather go to bed.
With you.
What are we waiting for?
Go. Go on ahead, I'll be there in a second. Go.
How nice to see you in such a mood.
This is the finest champagne in the world.
Did you know I love you very, very much?
I love you too.
My lovely night bird...
How great it is to have you like this...
free, liberated...
I don't know how much longer I can take this, Leonor.
I spend my days cornered... Only at night do I have some peace.
-You must get the money. -I have to wash the bathroom...
You can't live like this! I told you...
There are people who'd love to solve your problem.
-I know one myself. -Are you crazy?
-Do you really know someone? -Yes.
-And so do you. -Me?
I know?
Castro, the banker.
Sebastião introduced you to him at the restaurant.
It's the life you are leading, Luísa.
Just once.
There's no harm.
Trust me, you wash 'it' and it's as good as new.
I want you to answer me.
This collar and these cuffs, have they been ironed?
I asked you a question, Juliana!
This... This is really not good, sir.
I'm very patient.
I can put up with almost anything.
But a collar and cuffs poorly ironed, honestly...
Will I have to repeat this?
Yes... No, sir.
I'm not here to put up with Mr. Jorge's bad mood!
-I don't get paid for this! -What happened, Juliana?
You are going to tell your husband
to never treat me like that again!
-Understood? Never again! -Yes, Juliana, I'll tell him.
Why...
I've been doing whatever I can!
I've been ill.
If he is not pleased, he should hire another maid.
Juliana,
no one has two maids and a cook in a house this size.
That is your problem.
Until you pay what you owe me,
either I wait on the table or I iron the clothes.
I...
-I can do the ironing. -Excellent.
And iron your husband's collars and cuffs properly
you hear?
Don't protect her, Luísa.
One more poorly ironed shirt and she's fired.
She took care of your aunt until the very end!
That's precious, I paid that debt a long time ago.
I won't be held hostage by the maid!
Then we must pay what we owe her
plus a little something.
-Around CR$ 300 thousand. -Are you insane?
CR$ 300 thousand?
You can almost buy a car with that money.
I'll give her some change and she can lick her chops.
I want her gone by the end of the week.
You mean this week?
Before I go back to Brasília.
Forgive me for making you wait.
Please, do come in.
Good morning, Mrs. Carmem.
My dear, forgive me, but I'll go straight to the point.
My friend Luísa has a problem. A CR$ 500 thousand problem.
-300. CR$ 300 thousand. -Small details.
300.
-We are here with a banker. -And there's money around.
Is there any hope for her?
Of course there is. All the hope in the world.
Then I'll leave you two talking about hope.
I still have to have a little soup.
What Leonor said is true...
I'm in great distress, Mr. Castro.
I desperately need CR$ 300 thousand.
I'll pay you back as soon as possible.
Don't you worry about that.
We all have our little problems, right?
I only regret not having met you before.
I have a great affection for you.
Don't worry, Luísa...
I can call you Luísa, can't I?
Money matters are not worthy of your distress.
It will be a great pleasure to help you out.
I thought of...
-going to a loan shark. -Loan sharks are exploiters.
And usually they get what they've lent back.
And they are not discreet.
I'll give you 300, 500, whatever you want.
When?
I'll write you a check right now.
I've always been very interested in you. Always.
No, no!
Come on, not with your clothes on...
After all, it's CR$ 300 thousand!
Let go of me! Stop!
No, stop!
Fantastic!
-May I ask what this means? -Oh, master, you know...
I was tidying up and I felt dizzy...
I thought I was going to fall, so I sat to rest a bit...
What is this?
Juliana is not well.
-She's been to the doctor's... -One more reason.
She'll die and it will be our fault.
-She can't exert herself! -And you can?
You do the laundry while she watches TV,
sprawled on the sofa?
-She is ill, Jorge. -This is not a hospital, Luísa!
It's not fair!
It looks like you are afraid of her.
Jorge, it's not a crime to do the laundry!
-The poor thing is ill! -I don't care.
If she can't work anymore, she should go to a clinic,
to a hospice, to Hell! But she should go now.
-Oh, Jorge... -This is ridiculous!
Ridiculous!
No, no!
-Now. -No, Jorge...
Jorge, for Christ's sake! For Christ's sake...
Please, let me talk to her.
In my presence.
The master is right, Juliana.
You sit there watching TV while I do your work?
This... This cannot happen again, because it's your...
I can't talk to the maid with you watching...
It's not right.
I'm going back to the office.
I want this sorted out by tonight.
What does he want?
He wants me to fire you.
You just have to pay me.
Give me until the end of the week.
Mrs. Luísa, I've been more than patient...
-Just 3... 2 days, please. -Do you need anything, ma'am?
No, I was just...
I was just asking Juliana to put the kettle on...
-Juliana, fill the kettle up. -What for?
Why?
Because... Because I'm telling you to...
And since when you tell me what to do?
Juliana, please, fill the kettle up.
I don't receive orders from women of your ilk.
-Juliana! -Mind your own business!
No one talks to me like this!
Please, Juliana, no scandals...
If you didn't want a scandal...
you shouldn't have rubbed yourself up against a relative.
Shut up! Shut up!
You, telling me to shut up?
Who do you think you are, you whore?
-My patience has a limit. -It wasn't her fault...
I'm leaving.
But before that, I'm giving the letters to your husband.
No, no, please!
Please, give me at least one more day!
Tomorrow! Tomorrow, I swear...
I'll stay on one condition.
Joana.
Joana, I know you are my friend, but...
there are certain things going on that I can't explain...
I need you to go, Joana.
For the love of God, I'll give you references...
I beg of you, Joana, for the love of God...
Get up, Mrs. Luísa, I'll go, don't do that!
Get up, I'll go, Mrs. Luísa, I'll go!
For the love of God, forgive me, Joana...
And?
Joana is leaving.
Happy now?
I'll cook dinner today.
But only today.
Tomorrow I'll look for a new cook.
No, ma'am, no way.
Until I have the money in my hands...
I don't want anyone else here.
You are going to cook.
If I can, I'll help out, I can season a salad...
I can keep an eye on a roast...
Why didn't you tell me this before?
I didn't have the courage, Sebastião...
Oh, Luísa...
I don't know what else to do!
My marriage will be over if Jorge...
I love him so much!
I can't lose my husband, I can't!
I'll die!
If it's up to me, you will never die.
I'll... I'll fix this.
Something wrong?
No.
I only came to say...
that I was in a good mood so...
I killed a chicken, cooked some potatoes...
If you feel hungry, you just have to pluck the feathers and season it...
Thank you, Juliana, but we are dining out.
It's good to see you like this, in high spirits.
I loved this idea of dining out.
-And our little problem? -Taken care of.
I fired her this afternoon.
But enough about Juliana today.
Hello, Mr. Sebastião. There's no one home.
-It's you I want to see. -What?
The cards.
I want all the cards you stole from Luísa.
Which cards? I don't know of any cards!
I want the cards...
-And the jewelry! -What jewelry?
Come on, out with it! Out with it!
Where is everything?
Oh, mister, don't do this, for the love of God! I'm ill!
Don't make it worse!
-Mister! -Out with it!
I'll say, I'll say everything!
For the love of God, I'll tell you...
What is this place, Mr. Sebastião?
-Get out. -What for?
-Get out! -Why, what for?
-What are you going to do to me? -Come on.
-I don't want to go! -Let's go to the police station!
-I didn't do anything! -Don't give me a hard time.
I'm not going! I'm not going!
-She scratched me, the bitch! -For the love of God!
Get out of there!
-Get out of there! -Stop!
He's going to kill me!
-Sebastião! -Forgive me, it's late, but...
What happened?
A tragedy!
-Let's go in. -What is it, Sebastião?
Juliana rang me up.
She said you'd fired her and asked me for references.
I told her to come by the office...
Oh, my God!
-What is it, Sebastião? -Juliana is dead.
She was ran over. The police rang me.
She had my phone number in her wallet.
She died?
-Juliana died? -On the spot.
-Jesus Christ... -How dreadful!
What is it, my love? You have a headache?
I'll get an Aspirin.
I hope that's it.
I haven't read them, of course.
How can I thank you?
Devoting yourself to your husband.
Mrs. Luísa?
Flowers...
Luísa is frail, delicate.
And the death of the maid must have upset her.
It could also be a virus, but it will pass.
The fever will break soon.
-Are you sure? -Positive.
Thank you.
I'll take those.
Thank you.
I don't want to...
I can't. I don't want to...
My husband...
I don't want to...
I don't want to... My husband...
No.
No, Basílio, I don't want to...
My husband...
I don't want to...
No.
MY LOVE, I JUST GOT YOUR LETTER FROM A MONTH AGO.
THE BLACKMAILING MATTER MUST BE SOLVED BY NOW.
I CAN'T FORGET OUR PARADISE, OUR INTERTWINED BODIES...
OUR KISSES...
I MISS YOU TERRIBLY.
A BIG KISS FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART...
FOREVER YOURS, BASÍLIO.
I've read the letters she sent me over a thousand times.
When she betrayed me? At what time, where?
First of all, you must calm down.
Drink this, please. Don't do anything in the heat of emotion.
She loves you.
Now it's clear why Luísa was afraid of Juliana.
She knew and she was blackmailing Luísa.
Sebastião,
in the name of our friendship...
by your mother's soul...
do you know anything?
No.
No, I didn't know anything.
Mr. Jorge, Mr. Jorge, the fever has gone up!
Let's increase the dose of the antipyretic.
Thank you.
Go to the chemist, have it dispensed.
I'll care for her.
Water...
Water, I'm thirsty...
You are so kind-hearted...
Are you feeling better?
I'm even hungry.
Thank God. Mrs. Rosa...
A little Port.
The doctor said it's good.
You always take such good care of me.
I love you very much, did you know that?
Jorge, I think we could replace that sofa.
I don't know, I took a sudden dislike of it.
It's good to replace a few things in life.
You've been so quiet the whole night.
Not really.
What is going on, Jorge?
Come on, sweetie, I know you.
Is it because of the delay to the return to Brasília?
I've been living in Hell for two weeks, Luísa.
This is for you. Read it.
Jorge.
We will do all the necessary tests.
She needs treatment.
A disorder of the vagus nerve! Ignorant doctors!
But this doctor here says it's diabetes.
It's my fault, Sebastião, my fault.
I should have gone to another doctor sooner.
My head!
Forgive me!
Are you feeling better?
My head!
My head is feeling a bit heavy.
What do you want?
I want to see my friend.
Can't I?
No. No, Jorge, not Leonor...
Not that whore, Jorge! Send that whore away!
I don't want that whore near me!
Send that whore away! Whore!
You whore!
Send that whore away!
Whore!
Come on, try...
Come on, you can't be disheartened.
You'll get better, my love.
Luísa.
You must try, Luísa...
She caught pneumonia.
Her condition is changing all the time...
but we'll try other procedures...
I love you.
I love you, I love you... I love you.
I don't have anyone, Luísa.
I don't have anyone.
I'm all alone...
I love you...
I love you more than anything...
Forgive me...
Forgive me... Luísa.
Forgive me, please.
Forgive me...
You'll get better, Luísa, I want you, no matter what...
I want you, no matter what, my love...
I love you, forgive me...
For the love of God, Luísa...
Forgive me, I love you...
Don't leave me all alone.
I love you.
Forgive me, forgive me! Don't leave me all alone.
No one lives there anymore!
-Have they moved? -You are a relative, right?
Yes, I'm Mrs. Luísa's cousin.
-And you don't know? -Know what?
-The mistress died. -What mistress?
Mrs. Luísa.
But...
It seems she had a nervous disorder.
Kicked the bucket, just like that.
Frankly, I always thought this relationship of yours
with your cousin a bit too 'memory lane'.
Just between you and me,
she wasn't all that, admit it.
Yeah, 'little wife', but she had potential.
Yes, she had potential...
Poor thing, she died.
Well,
rather her than me.