That game in Barra Funda didn't work out...
that job with Gordo didn't work out...
that trick with Antenor didn't work out...
that thing with the priest didn't work out.
"A society is only a democracy when no one is so rich, that they...
can buy someone nor so poor that they need to sell themselves."
Rousseau
Dear Diogo...
My dear friend Diogo...
IF NOTHING ELSE WORKS OUT
THE DISCOVERY
Dear Diogo...
I don't know if you'll remember me, we went to college together...
and my name is Leo.
It's been 10 years, and now I'm just Leonardo Santos de Almeida...
social security number 584.390.131-91.
Social security number cancelled.
Last year, the company I worked for...
fraudulently declared bankruptcy...
and declared I had received $100 grand.
I didn't get even a third of that.
Even so, the IRS said I did...
and hadn't declared...
and would have to prove otherwise.
Diogo, you were the stupidest guy in class.
Great irony.
You once were an employee, manager...
and now you're the boss.
Something I noticed today made me realize...
that only stupid people are safe in this world.
They are going to cut my phone in 3 days...
my rent is due in 7, I haven't paid maintenance fees in 3 months.
Utilities in 6...
and the maid in 4.
She won't leave because at least here she has a place to stay.
Tomorrow, a court officer should come by to fuck up my life.
Get the phone, and I'll take the buzzer.
Hello? Hi, Isobel.
Good morning, sweetheart.
Lucas.
Lucas!
No, I wanted to stay home.
I'm writing.
An argument.
Seriously.
Mr. Leo...
the doorman said there is a lady downstairs cutting off electricity.
What did you do with the money I gave you for the bill?
I took a hundred to pay for my medication.
Fuck!
Fuck, Angela, I can't believe it! I can't believe it.
I knew it wouldn't work out in this fucking city!
This damn city.
If you want, we can go around the corner and I'll buy you a drink.
Meanwhile my maid will run down to the payment office...
and pay the bill, and I'll show it to you.
Let's do the following.
I'll carry on with my schedule down the street.
- When I'm done, I'll come back. - Thanks.
- Listen, this is my job. - I know.
- I'm not a nun. - Ok.
Please don't do this. Please, don't do this.
Please, don't. Please don't do this.
- Get out of here. - Don't do this.
- Get out of here! - Please, don't do this.
- Get out of here. Go! - Stop!
Stop! Stop!
Go away!
- Get out of here, Angela! - Stop.
Let me help...
- Sir... - Let me help!
I want to help, let me help. I want to help!
Go away!
Go!
Beat it!
You think everything sucks.
Big shit!
Hey, you...
you're fucked!
Because the government isn't going to take care of you.
You suck.
And you'll always suck.
Hail Mary full of grace...
Joacir forgot to take the new table and the ball.
IMAGINARY FRIENDS
Joacir forgot to take his huge to computer...
so he could show his friends. The end.
What are you doing?
I'm talking to Jesus.
Is Jesus your imaginary friend?
Karita?
Hi, it's Leo, how are you?
Yeah...
I'm always bothering you, aren't I, Karita?
No, I just called to know if everything is ok at the magazine. Everything cool?
I also wanted to know if you got paid for those 2 pieces I wrote.
You did?
Hello, Ruth?
It's Leo, how are you?
I'm calling to see if you can pay me for that piece I wrote...
for you guys last week.
Yeah, but if the client doesn't pay, it's not my problem.
Hi, mom.
Hi. Everything alright?
Yeah, mom, I know, but I've been working a lot...
And I don't have a car, remember?
Yeah, no, my health is alright.
Mom, actually I was wondering if I could borrow $300?
Yeah?
Only next week?
Of course I'm going to pay back the $500 you lent me.
I'm serious, I am working, mom.
Fuck, mom. Do you...
Bye, mom.
Leda, I'm scared Jesus might show up at night, in the dark.
I wanted a crazy family. I actually have one.
But mine is psychotic.
I wish I didn't feel scared.
Cheers! Cheers! To life!
To family...
to love...
to night, to pain... no, not to pain.
Kiss people's mouth with love...
Cool...
but lets do this fast, I have to do something for a friend.
Come on, take it.
The best place to be a lunatic is within the family.
To invade strangers¡¦ homes just to hug them...
and celebrate life.
I wish I could invade as a family, everything.
Don't cry, enough!
Enough.
Stop crying.
Let's grab a beer. On me.
Let's go there.
Come on.
You can't go in there, come back.
Take it easy. Focus.
Let it out, I'm here for you. I'm fucking here!
What about your mom?
- She's far away. - Your dad?
Far.
You have no family?
Don't you?
Fuck!
What's up, Sybelle.
Hello, Nhonh? kiss kiss!
Sorry for interrupting the party, but I have to talk to you, honey.
- Speak. - The clients are complaining.
They're complaining about the blow.
Not enough in a bag, they say.
- They all say you take too long. - Who's "they"?
You're fucking me over, not them.
Who am I?
- Sybelle. - I am Sybelle.
I am beautiful and wonderful...
because I do everything by the books, you can't get in my way, darling.
And who am I?
You are someone I hired, someone I took off the streets.
- Your mom abandoned you, right? - You didn't need to go there.
- Yes, I did. Yes, I did. - I did nothing wrong.
You're like a little punk, darling. You're not a "professionalist".
You're a punk. To work the night, you must be a "professionalist".
The night swallows the fools, honey.
Fuck, Sybelle.
Sometimes she freaks out, man. She hits me, she curses me.
Because that's power.
I'm not your family. You work for me.
There was a population of porcupines there...
and they lived in a really, really cold place...
which was far away...
Angela, what are you doing here?
Do you want to work? You want some blow?
Don't get in the way. One of my girls warned me you were here. Please.
I need to work. I need to make money. I need to leave.
You have a strange relationship with money.
My relationship with money is just that, honey, and it's honest.
Let's go there.
I'M OFF TO MY GOODBYE PARTY XOXO ANGELA
My dear friend Diogo...
today I took my last taxi.
I probably won't be able to afford another anytime soon.
The taxi driver was 55 years old and he was a runner.
But he doesn't run alone.
A guy that says "ploblem".
We think people don't speak like that anymore, but they do.
And he fixes other people's problems.
He is a guide for blind people...
who want to run marathons, and he runs along with them...
and I found that extremely solidary, such a beautiful thing...
because he doesn't charge for it.
You lunatic! I'm sick of you!
I am sick of you.
Stop! Fuck, Sybelle!
Tell your son to come get your bag.
Beat it!
Get my bag back. Get my bag back.
Go get her bag. Go!
HELL
Am I dumb or am I compassionate?
Solidarity, for me, might be lack of criticism...
and the simple need to be around...
and help...
and help.
Oh, my Lord
What we have is so little
But the little we have
We would like to share with you
Give me a slice of pizza and a beer, please.
Go fuck yourself, Diogo.
Hi.
How much?
$15 and you get a drink.
A friend of mine is in there, can I enter and look for her?
Come, darling.
The dumb bitch doesn't know I sold her cut coke.
Luizinho... give me a beer.
Don't you remember me?
Aren't you married to the crazy girl that comes here once in a while?
- What's her name? - Angela.
Yeah, I've sold lots of coke to that lunatic.
Is she here?
She was. I guess she went home early today.
Must have been the cut stuff you've been selling her.
Do you think I cut my stuff? People would feel sick afterwards.
Are you taking the piss?
Your wife doesn't come here anymore, does she?
She's not my wife.
She lost her job and moved in with her kid.
Kid?
I love this movie, you know?
Fucked in the ass and no complaints.
What's your name again?
- Leo. - Leo.
- Leonardo. - Leonardo.
Marcin, nice to meet you.
Here.
Marcinha?
Marcin.
Marcinha?
Shit, pay attention! Marcin with N. Marcin.
Take it easy, man. Easy.
I'm not a man.
Do you need anything?
Blow...
weed.
You're a piece of shit, Marcin.
You owe me money, and you want to fuck my girls over?
I don't owe you anything. I owe Gaucho. Let go of me!
- You know I'm against violence. - Easy, easy...
- Let's have a drink. - The boy has a body guard now?
He's not a fucking boy.
- What is the problem? - Mr. Superhero.
This is between me and the boy.
Listen, I know this ain't my business, but look at the size of Marcin.
What's up, sugar? Fuck off!
Let me explain, I was raised by a communist father and a catholic mother.
Sometimes barbarities are called for, in society.
How sweet! And I require whores and hookers, now fuck off!
What's your problem?
Excuse me!
Let go of me!
Gaucho doesn't want problems here, now move!
- I pay my bills. - Ok, but now leave.
- Go fuck yourself. - Move!
Shut up.
Shut up, this is not your house, alright?
And you, be quiet. I don't want more trouble here.
- Thank you. - Hands off! Motherfucker.
Are you ok?
Hey...
Are you ok?
No.
Listen, I have a friend who drives a cab.
He takes me home...
and I said I'd have a beer with him tonight.
- You're invited. - I work tomorrow.
Which is rare.
What is the name of that monkey...
Come on.
I've always been curious about your occupation. Taxi driver.
- I'm a journalist, you know? - Weird occupation.
It's as if we were at the zoo.
And Superman worked for a newspaper, right?
- Yeah. - Spiderman, too.
A fucking toast!
To what?
A toast to world peace, never seen that movie?
A toast to world peace...
I have come to a conclusion today.
Banks are the problem of the world.
They have a bad vibe.
Have you ever noticed that outside every bank there is a garden?
A beautiful garden.
- São Paulo. - Of course, São Paulo.
- The flowers of evil. - The flowers of evil, sure!
And we must destroy the gardens with course salt and burnt oil.
What for?
We are at the edge, man. We are suffocating.
See, we need to take risks or we'll get hooked on the future.
- Fucking smart, aren't you? - See?
Fucking genius.
We have to find a way out...
just like that TV show.
"Small Businesses and"...
Whatever.
The problem is we work too much and that kills creativity.
What can you expect from someone who wakes up at 6am...
takes a bus full of people, makes minimum wage...
gets picked on all day...
and you might think there are several ways to choose from, but there aren't.
- When the shit hits the fan... - Fuck, man, calm down!
Seriously, when the shit hits the fan, you are stuck between this and that.
It's all the same, like heroes in the end of American movies.
When someone wants to kill you, you either kill or die.
When they want to fuck you over, and they want to oppress...
you either kill or run away.
And it's the same with banks.
- Teacher. - No, pay attention.
The craziest thing is...
when we are in between extremes, it doesn't matter what we do.
The result is the same.
In the end...
it's all the same.
The only difference between killing and dying.
My friend, who knows.
No one knows.
I wish I was popcorn.
To pop when it got really hot.
I read that somewhere on the street.
You meet Marcin today and tomorrow he's already a friend.
He's my brother. Yeah.
I met him a month a go.
I started working there, guaranteed clientele.
- I see. - And he is the guy.
Makes sense.
Strange, isn't it?
Strange.
Strange people tend to like me. Its my talent.
Nice to meet you, stranger.
Nice to meet you. Taxi driver Wilson.
My teletubbie friends...
Bye, Lala.
Bye, Tinkwink.
Your friend is funny. Wait, professor!
Anything you need...
Wilson... thanks.
Hi.
What the fuck did you do to your hair?
I'll take your advice.
I'll go to rehab.
I gave you that advice?
I wanted to ask you a favor.
Take care of my son for me, Leo.
Can you take care of him?
- Don't let him see me like this. - Don't ask me that.
- Stop.
Take care of him for me.
Leo...
Leo.
So...
- you have a gun? - Where did you find that?
It looks cool.
Can I take a look?
Can I see it?
It is fake, right?
No, it's real.
It was my father's.
Shit.
I think this is so cool.
Ever killed anyone with it?
No way, it's not even loaded. Are you nuts?
PSYCHIATRISTS
Georgina?
What's the name of that doctor that treats the head?
Neurosurgeon.
No.
You know, when you have funny thoughts, and bad ideas...
in your head.
There are 2: Psychologist and psychiatrist.
What's the difference?
One just talks and the other is a real doctor.
- Which one is the doctor? - Psychiatrist.
I need a psychiatrist.
Wilson...
life goes on, man.
Go to the general hospital and ask for Alceu.
He works there.
He'll get you an appointment with a psychiatrist.
Alceu.
OK.
He's a friend of the family.
Take care.
Thanks.
What you're going through shall pass.
Everything does in this shit.
This shit alright.
Alright.
Get yourself a girlfriend, man.
It'll do you good.
- You should get one too. - Watch your mouth.
Take care.
This is what I could get.
Fuck you, I said 100, there's 50 here.
It's your problem, you solve it.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
The car.
I don't have it.
Wilson...
out of respect for your father.
I will give you one more day, for your father.
No more.
More than that, not even if your father was St. Francis.
What's missing? Which card are you missing? Here.
Jurasir.
What are you looking at, mom?
Some pictures.
Pictures of whom?
Pictures of me, and this man here, see?
- Is that daddy? - My daddy?
Yours?
- Mine. - Yours.
Where is daddy?
Why aren't you saying anything?
- What do you want me to say? - You just keep quiet.
What do you want me to say? What?
Do you want me to tell you a story? Tell me.
- Where is daddy? - I don't know where he is.
WORK DAMAGES MAN
I think that is my purpose in life.
To bring happiness.
It's great seeing people laughing, knowing that I am the reason for it.
Not me, the fucking drugs...
but I supply them, so...
I know that sometimes this happiness can turn into sadness.
It's fucked up, but its not my fault.
I only make people happy.
I see everybody coming back for more, they always call me back.
Always smiling, treating me well, asking for more.
What are you looking at?
You're a cool guy, Wilson.
It's hard to find someone who'd be up for this.
I need money. If you pay, I'm in for anything.
Even french kissing?
Fuck off.
So, do you know where we are heading?
How much will we make?
We'll make good money. Gordo is the man who pays my salary.
Dear Diogo...
Ouch!
Holy fuck.
A release for you.
Isabel said you didn't want to play soccer.
Yeah, I was busy.
- More TV coverage? - Yeah, haven't you heard?
The TV host is pissed off because they rearranged his schedule.
- Different network. - Fuck him.
The thing is, you have a way...
to explain to the public how the engine works.
Wilson, Gordao isn't here yet.
Marcin...
can you give me some of that to try one of these days?
YOUR PRESENT It smells like rat piss.
That's old sperm, man.
Abilio, you son of a bitch!
You took too long.
I brought it.
You must be Wilson, the cab driver?
I am.
Listen, man, I am only doing this because you are Marcin's friend, see?
Anyone who is friend's with Marcin...
I keep here in my heart.
A present for you.
What's this?
What is it?
Bullets.
Didn't you want bullets for your.38? Bullets!
Bullets?
Marcin said you needed bullets. You must need them for sure.
Because this country of ours is too dangerous.
I even gave Marcin instructions, did you give them to him? Give it.
"Always aim for the head."
The head.
Are you a cop?
I am a friend of Marcin's.
Hello, gorgeous.
Nice kid. But doesn't look like you. Bye.
That lady came by.
She said she'll give the bag back for $100.
I think we need an exorcist.
If you really need, I know one.
Seriously?
Man, I thought that didn't exist.
Of course it does.
Really?
Like the movies?
I don't know what do. I don't have a house, no car...
I've lost my ID. What am I gonna do without my ID?
How am I gonna get a job without my ID?
I don't have money to get another, I have no money, this is not real.
I have nothing, I have nothing, I don't have anything, my head hurts.
I don't want!
Help me get my ID back.
How am I gonna work without it?
What am I going to do? What am I going to do?
ANT PILE LOGIC
Can you help me?
That favor... no way.
Sybelle has that bag.
And I don't mess with Sybelle.
But...
she does owe me some favors.
Maybe I can try.
And you don't have to pay me.
You'll owe me a favor.
Are you fucking with me?
Never.
What will I owe you? What favor?
Don't you work for a newspaper? You know many artists?
Yeah, so?
I don't know, maybe...
I can place some ads for free...
or...
I don't think we see eye to eye here.
Has anyone ever told you you look like a movie star?
Has anyone ever told you you don't?
No.
Me neither.
- Do you trust me? - No, but I have to.
So, believe me.
So help me.
I talked to Alceu.
The next appointment is in 7 months.
Go back to Alceu and tell him you want a psychologist.
Do you want me to write it down?
You think you're normal living in a city like this.
No one is normal. It's about knowing to pretend.
She needs her ID, she's got a kid to look after.
- Should've thought about that before. - She's not normal.
Why didn't she?
She leaves the kid at home and comes here to get coke.
She likes the coke or the kid?
There's only $70, here.
Because today is my birthday.
I decided to give me a present.
I want you to stick that cab up your ass!
I don't know what I'd do without you.
I promise I won't leave the house anymore.
You might even handcuff me here.
I can't control it, I can't control myself.
I get this feeling, you know?
Don't make promises you can't keep.
Help me?
I am helping you.
Go to rehab.
I need a job.
- You need help. - It makes me feel better...
to see people there more fucked up than me.
- You need help. - I need a pain killer, do you have?
I have a killing headache.
Do you have anything?
Are you taking the piss?
Take a pain killer to me.
Fuck.
Mr. Leo, I can't do this anymore, its been 4 months.
You have to understand, my bills are piling up.
Yesterday was my nephew's birthday...
and I couldn't even get him a car toy.
Hi.
Everything cool?
What's your name?
Uncle Leo, there is a weirdo in the house!
What the fuck is this?
- The door was open... - So what? What are you doing here?
I'm here to give Angela her bag, Sybelle gave it to me.
I got it back. I just couldn't get the wallet.
Leda, take the kid for a walk.
Quiet, isn't it?
More or less.
My never ending drama.
Sleeps all day...
cries... it's hell.
- Doesn't she work? - First she needs an occupation.
So you're really not married?
If you need anything, count on me.
No, that I can't do.
That shit must be more well hidden than his dick.
Marcin...
you promised.
Leo, I can't go there with you, That son of a bitch wants me dead.
And I should go there alone?
Sybelle.
I need to talk to you.
You have my friend Angelina's ID.
That bitch.
- She came here and humiliated me. - But she's not right in the head.
Crazy anorexic bitch.
- Motherfucker. - I know, I know.
- She has a kid, right? - Yes, she does...
and if you could please giver her ID back...
that would make my life much easier.
How lovely.
She is sick, Sybelle.
And she is obsessed with the fucking ID.
- Lf you don't give it back... - I'm sick, too.
Just kidding.
Go ahead, Marcin.
Gordo called saying he wants more textiles.
The taxi is gone.
Find someone else.
What do you mean?
I don't know.
$100 per day.
Sweet Leo, I don't have an ID either.
I decided not to have one to make money.
So, to get the ID back, you need to give me money.
Beautiful as the sun.
Where were you, bubu?
- Leo, it is $100. - I am begging you.
Your begging means nothing to me, sweet Leo.
Hi, Abilio. Francisco said you wanted to speak to me.
Marcin, how are you?
It¡¦ll be quick, ok?
Marcin, Marcin...
that money you lent my wife, I owe you that one.
Yes, you do, and you can pay me back in beer.
I'll pay you today.
I have no money.
- None. - So no deal.
You know this is an election year, elections in about 3 months.
Soon all we'll see on TV are politicians.
- Who do you want me to vote for? - No, that means nothing to me.
It doesn't mean shit.
The problem is that politicians like to get things done on election years.
And I like you, Marcin.
You are famous around here.
- I am? - Yeah.
Too much actually.
There is going to be a clean up operation here.
They are going to make a scene.
They want to show that the streets are clean.
They've taken down the billboards, soon they'll hunt down the hookers.
The poor girls will lose their jobs. So, Marcin...
I'm telling you...
things don't look so good to you. The situation will be ugly.
This place will become more organized than an ant pile.
- Is there anything going on? - Pay attention.
I am inside now, you see? I can't protect you anymore.
You need to disappear.
That's what you need to know. Deal with the rest as you wish.
Life has a price, and that price, Leo, is what you have to pay me.
Marcin...
did you know Sybelle is dating Gaucho?
You're kidding!
No jokes, sweet Leo, Leo as in leopard...
Leo as in Leonard, dumb Leo.
Come back with the money. Now leave me alone, I wanna be.
Do you understand, Marcin? You see?
Whether this is a set up or not, you need to disappear. Beat it!
You need to stay away for a while, a long while.
And listen, Marcin...
You give back everything you have, all the stash...
and if I find out that you are selling anything Marcin...
look at me Marcin...
if I find out you are selling anything...
Shit, its too long!
This is where I make my money, what am I going to do?
Get a job. An honest job.
Just like anyone else.
So?
We're fucked.
What happened?
I know how to get this shit back.
You do?
Listen...
$100 is not going to solve your problems.
Yeah, I know.
That is why I am thinking about calling an exorcist.
I'm talking about money, Leo.
You need it, that's clear.
Wilson lost his cab, too.
I need to deliver some textiles to Gordo...
and it's fucking good money.
What textile?
Bolivian textiles, middle class.
I can't go there, Sybelle wants me dead.
$100 in advance.
I need someone to go there for me.
What are you drinking, Marcin?
Are you drinking beer?
- I split it in 3. - I don't give a fuck if you do.
- 2 grand in 3. - So?
Sounds good to me.
- Everything sounds good to you. - 2 in 3.
- You're not in? - What if I go to jail?
Fuck, fuck you, man!
You only think about yourself!
Now that I need you, you do this.
Come on.
Go alone.
I'll take you to the door.
But I won't leave the car.
- What do you need me for? - You are pretty, I am ugly.
I have a punk face.
Shit, come on!
I'll take the car and you take your face...
- and we'll deliver it for Marcin. - I just need to deliver the stuff.
- You're a good looking guy. - Motherfucking problem.
Help me, help yourself, make money!
Look at the goal. Goal!
Mr. Leo, will you work today?
I guess.
DON'T TRUST ANYONE IN A METROPOLIS
Good...
Good, right?
You'd better feel special cause it's the last one I have.
I'll quit this shit, you know?
I'm the one who is going to quit.
Why?
What are you quitting?
I can't do this anymore.
- What are you going to do? - What am I gonna do?
If you look me in the eye, I'll fuck you.
Have you ever thought about the day of your death?
I think about it a lot.
You know...
what will that day be like?
It¡¦ll be a beautiful day.
A sunny day.
Wait here with the engine running.
If something goes wrong, we disappear.
Are you nuts?
I'm here because I have no money.
Do you think I am going to waste gas?
So if something goes wrong we take the bus?
No one wants to get fucked.
Not me, nor you, nor Marcin.
The worst part was getting here.
Marcin said you have a gun.
I do, but...
I don't know how to use it.
It was my father's.
Family heirloom?
No, he killed himself...
with it.
Great timing for such a confession.
So are we going to stay here until midnight? Go on, man.
What's your name, kid?
- Leo. - What is the password?
- The password! - What password?
Come in, I'm just kidding. You're Marcin's friend, right?
Don't do that.
Fuck that!
That's what I don't like about you.
I don't know how to be a mom.
I love the boy.
I love him, love him!
- He doesn't even look like you. - Yeah, that sucks.
Give this to Marcin, for old times sake.
Do you have the money?
It's here.
Marcin said the guy was going to give us 2 grand.
Yeah. 2 in 3.
Why?
- The guy gave me 9. - 9 grand?
Did the guy like you? You gave him a blow job?
I don't know if he liked me or not.
But Marcin is only expecting 2.
Fucking middle class.
But I have to admit I miss my middle class days.
Shit.
9 grand?
The guy really liked you.
A toast, then.
World peace.
Leo!
Wake up!
Come down, Leo.
Good morning Leo, lets go to the beach.
For you. For you, Leda.
- Lets go to the beach. - Which beach, Marcin?
Wilson knows one near here, it's a beautiful day. And my client?
- Is she over there? - She's sleeping.
- I'll call her. - What are you doing?
Angela! Angelina! Leo, calm down.
Angela, lets go to the beach. Sunny day! Let's get a tan.
Hi.
Mr. Leo, hand me a toy.
Which one do you want, Lucas? There is the yellow car...
the white car, green, and the ones that transform.
Give me the yellow car.
Do you want the yellow car?
Take the transformer since you love to transform.
Come here!
Ogum tere maraboca ai e soba
Olo xum
Leo, sing with me.
Ogum Someone sing along!
Sing...
sing, sing...
He sang!
I forgot.
- This family's been great to me. - Sing, sing, sing!
I'll...
I'll have to...
I...
That's the way it is, its always hard on everyone...
but it was good...
and its good to have a day like this.
And thanks, Mr. Leo.
Thanks, Lucas.
Thanks for taking care of these nutcase.
- Everyone loves you here. - You're not leaving.
We'll never forget you.
I got another job, and I need it, you know that.
We'll figure something out.
Won't we?
I'm gonna sing...
a song that my dad taught me when I was young.
It goes like this...
In the sky there is a star
And a man dwells in there
In the sky there is a star
And a man dwells in there
That's it.
- It's beautiful. - Wilson!
Good politics and respect for the citizens.
Mom, the TV is broken.
No, that is a political ad...
It's on all channels now.
Many promises not kept.
What is the difference between Paris, São Paulo, and New York?
Well, I think that between Paris, São Paulo, and NY...
there is a difference, but not a big one...
things don't flow better. But Brazil is almost there.
Elisa, I'd like to ask another question.
How is your heart nowadays?
Beating strong as ever.
Healthy.
Wait here.
No, I'm good.
I'll quit Journalism. It's been a prison for me.
This whole world is a prison. You know Hamlet?
What are you going to live on?
Carpentry?
What?
Here.
- What is this? - Look.
- Fuck. - That money is mine.
We'll get the rest tomorrow, I'll work it out.
Invest. Put it in the bank.
Do you know how much I spend on medicine for the girl?
What medicine? What girl?
$800. Do you know how much her psychologist costs?
Are you serious? You pay for her medicine?
My dear friend...
I think you should star a news website. We should.
"How to treat your poodle better than a human being."
Website my ass! Everyone is leaving the Internet! Didn't you see Nizan?
He's back to advertising. I have no money. Broke!
I lent to a friend and my name ended up at that thing...
SPC.
- My name is there. - Hang on, guys.
Leo, I told Diogo to find something good for him.
The Internet is nice.
Where is the car?
Where is it?
I need to pee, I really do.
- Where are you going? - To the bathroom.
Are you going after your daughter?
Leo.
Leo!
Excuse me.
Marcin?
Fucking restaurant, the bathroom is closed.
Fuck. I want to pee.
Take a hit.
A hit?
- You know what I like about you? - What?
- We are alike. - Yeah? Are you bulimic?
No.
- We are remoras. - Give me a hit. What's that?
Remoras.
You know sharks? They are totally blind.
Blind as bats.
And they need those little fish to guide them.
And the little fish just eat leftovers.
I moved. I am living at a dorm downtown.
My fucking salary is good for nothing. Doesn't even pay for lunch.
I'm also doing freelance work.
Its tough.
How about me paying you a visit?
Cool, but call me before you do. I have a girlfriend now.
Annoying as fuck.
But its better than being alone.
Who?
A spoiled bitch I am taming.
- You're dating a girl? - Yeah, daughter of a billionaire.
See you.
Leo!
Come here.
My number.
- Stop by. - I'll call you.
- You fool! - Stop!
- Let go of me! - Let her hit me. Let her!
Calm down.
Throw that shit in the garbage.
- I did this for you, you dumb fuck. - I know.
- She's making fun of me. - Ok, enough.
Let's go home, I take you.
Here, with us, Ricardinho and Joacir...
the highlight of the season.
Even if the player wants to stay in the country, at the moment...
things are hard.
Leo...
I am going to quit Journalism too.
You're kidding?
- Really? - Really.
I knew you were not a lost case.
Just for a few months. I'll work on a political campaign.
To whom?
What do you mean?
Alckmin, Lula, I haven't decided. But I'll buy an apartment for sure.
Duplex, fancy neighborhood.
People who sell themselves usually get more than what they are worth.
I am not selling myself.
You have to sell yourself because you're in deep shit.
- You do sell yourself. - No I don't.
You used to be an honest guy.
But I learned with age that you have to lie to be an honest guy.
Sometimes I think of the drama of being the only child.
- Because every family has an idiot. - You're playing dirty.
- No, I'm being honest. - You know what your problem is?
How long has it been since you got laid?
A long time.
Fuck...
its been a long time.
Fucking long.
Fuck.
I'll pay.
Come on.
I don't want to cuddle. No.
No.
What is going on, tell me.
Tell me.
I found out I am Clark Kent, not Superman.
- But Clark Kent is good. - No, Clark Kent is limp.
- No, he isn't. - He isn't?
You know, I saw a porn once...
where superman had a small dick.
Leave it, I don't want to.
Are you sure you didn't se where she went?
FRIENDS FOREVER
How are you?
Everything alright?
Is there a Marcin around here?
I think he lives up there.
Hi.
- Does Marcin live here? - Yes, who wants to know?
My name is Leo.
- Next room. - In there?
The next room, yes.
Marcin?
That bitch must be in France by now.
Who could imagine she'd make it?
Who said that turning your vagina inside out was a bad idea?
Marcin...
I'm gonna ask you a favor. Please.
There is a deal you may be interested in.
What deal?
We need a guy like you.
Who is we?
What's up, old man!
Marcin you son of a bitch.
Who is the guy?
The perfect guy for that idea you had.
Leo, Antenor. Antenor, Leo.
Antenor knows about stuff, he's just sort of retired.
My body sucks, but my mind... still works.
This guy has an idea you'll find interesting.
Have you noticed these cars for rent...
have plates from Tocantins, Rio Branco, Campo Grande...
To pay fewer fines, everybody knows that.
Fines?
No problem paying their fines, but taxes, no fucking way!
The vehicle tax is much cheaper in those states.
That's normal, no one wants to pay taxes.
That's the thing, they pay no tax at all.
With plates from other states...
it's harder to know if the plates are fake.
They do it through the accounting firm...
my friend Marcin works for and they always rent cars.
Here's what we'll do: We'll rent a car...
and one afternoon we'll let it get stolen with all documents inside.
I have a friend who will take it, where was it?
Atibaia?
You're kidding, right?
You need credit card and ID to rent a car.
See, Antenor, tell him.
Not this accounting firm, it rents cars all the time.
We are going to do that same deal, right...
to rent a car for the boss' boyfriend.
The firm and the car rental are accomplices.
- I just need the form. - Exactly.
Marcin takes a company-headed paper...
and we forge the boss' signature.
I can get the letterhead and the file password.
I pretend to the owner of the car rental agency that I'm the secretary.
I can pass for that bitch. I know all the nicknames and stuff.
But for the plan to succeed we need a guy...
a good-looking guy, with the face of a robbery victim.
So you play crime minds...
and I'm the one who shows his face? And I'm fucked.
Make me an ID?
What's the boss' boyfriend called again?
- Eduardo Fernandes. - Alright, Mr. Eduardo...
trust my experience.
And you want me to take the car to Atibaia?
No, I talked to Wilson, that's done.
Take your gun. You never know, right?
Still got bullets?
40 grand, man. How much did they steal?
3 grand, wasn't it?
That is robbery.
It's not robbery.
It's like Robin Hood.
You all received a folder...
and today we'll talk about sales techniques.
The job of a salesperson is extremely creative and stimulating.
And you'll be on the field, with several interesting people.
You really need to know everything about the product, as written.
Open to page 14.
When you're out on the field, it is imperative...
that you understand the entire segment.
Glued to your arduous mouth.
- Here it is. - The builder of illusion
It's a beautiful neils.
Sales techniques that are very important...
to the segment and structure...
As if I were going to die hanging by the mouth
- The are in which you will work... - As if about to be born...
and item 4... Remember what I said about creativity?
The magnanimous day is gone...
stars after day break...
I want you guys to form groups...
so that we can work together. I want...
If I don't feel well during the day, if I feel pain, what should I do?
Can I leave or am I stuck here?
- Lf you could stay, that'd be great. - What if I can't?
Than what can I do? You can hand me some written work.
- Lf you don't understand anything... - No, you don't understand.
Yes, I understand, you feel sick. How sick are you?
- Can't you stay? - No, I am fine now.
So lets move on, shall we?
Team work, as I was saying...
- Marcin! - Fuck!
- Your plan wasn't too good, but I...
Fuck you!
Marcin...
have I taught you to steal wallets?
- No, how do you do it? - Bend over, I'll show you.
Fuck off.
Marcin, are you sure you can trust the driver?
Yes, I am.
Have you been doing this for a long time?
Now things have changed.
But I was really good at it.
There was a trick I loved. Listen...
I had a friend at the credit bureau.
He had a file with names of people in debt...
and what did we do? We'd send a letter...
from a fake accounting firm...
offering them a good deal to liquidate that debt.
The guy would show up...
pay us the money...
and we'd disappear!
Using a gun is for fuck-ups.
What a fuck-up.
Jesus, you scared me!
A bunker, you know what that is? A bunker is a parallel universe.
A toast.
A toast, Antenor.
Beer, fuck.
Waiter!
Give me a cigarette.
Red Lable, no ice.
Waiter?
12 years for him.
And waiter!
I want a double.
Waiter...
do you have 18 years?
- You want one? - Bring a bottle.
Everybody committing crimes with Marcin!
Bunch of criminal, rich criminals!
- What an ugly laugh. - Better than yours, which is none.
When I get rich, I'll buy each of you a car.
You won't have to use the same car anymore.
Hey...
would you do it again?
I don't know.
Sybelle told me once...
that sleepy shrimps are taken away by the waves.
NEW HOME SAME FRIENDS
What are you doing?
Looking for Joacir's card.
Who is Joacir?
Joacir is the hero.
- Don't you know who he is? - Whose hero?
The hero, they guy who challenged CBF.
This guy lives in a comic book.
No, he played for Corinthians.
Joacir doesn't exist.
Of course he does, tell him, Lucas.
- Tell him. - Corinthians' forwards are...
Nilmar and Teves.
And Joacir.
He's lying to you.
Let's go.
I think I'm off.
Me too.
I have to work.
No, wait. Let's listen to some music.
Move it, comics.
Fuck, stop, Marcin!
Stop!
Fuck off!
Give it to me!
I wonder how my life would be if I had gone back home.
What is the logic behind the poor stealing from someone who is richer?
He just wants something he doesn't have.
What is the logic behind the rich stealing from the poor?
If he already has everything...
I do think a lot about this, but I can't understand that.
Why do the rich need to steal from me, if they already have it?
Sometimes I think it makes sense stealing from the rich...
but we are taught not to steal.
But we are never taught not to be stolen from.
CRIMES
Excuse me.
I see you're having problems, I work here at the bank.
Your pin number.
We can get 5 Pitbulls with this.
You work so little and make so much.
And I work a lot and make a little.
A woman entered the shop, she asked for a horrible dress...
She loved the dress.
A terrible dress, some horrible copy of something.
So weird someone getting so excited with a copy!
- We could get married, Marcin. - Fuck off!
- You're my golden boy. - Boy my ass! I'm no boy.
Let me see that dick!
I'd rather feel things intensely and get weird and sad...
than not desiring stuff.
You think too much. People who think too much are sad.
Do you know Gaucho? He was with FLM, VM...
Guerrillero stuff, in the 60s.
We've been doing crazy stuff, I'm not sure I want to.
Think how your life got better over the last months.
Easy money, quick.
- How much? - You want to know?
How much?
Gaucho said 150 grand.
Each.
You look like Messi, that player from Argentina.
Fuck you, are you nuts?
Lay your head here.
What's up, Gaucho.
This is the guy I told you about.
Cool, cool. Exactly the face we need.
Elegant.
And you? Is that the driver?
Yeah, he used to have a cab.
Good.
Here is the deal, thanks to Abílio...
He was my client, too.
Fair enough. Thanks to Abílio...
thanks to Marcin, we know one of their clients will make a donation...
to a political campaign of one of our noble candidates.
100 years of pardon.
Money not declared.
It is a lot of money.
I've heard it may be more than $5 million.
In his underwear.
And not too much security.
Abilio is inside, he'll get us the floor plans...
closed circuit TVs...
- and you'll make them fail. - We'll use the van...
because they are waiting for some catering service at night.
Fancy stuff. And they will...
Marcin, I can't do this.
It's one thing to rob grumpy old people...
but the congress is a complete different story.
You're the sort of guy that gives his back to what he wants?
Didn't you want to fuck the system?
Buy a beach house, change your life.
$150 grand, Leo!
They spend that everyday on a chopper ride home.
Fuck it.
For me, for you and for Wilson its means a new life.
This thing we live is not life.
Marcin...
You want to make social justice with own hands?
Think about it, Leo.
You'll go back to your shithole with the boy.
What will happen to this kid?
His mom doesn't even remember his name.
Really...
life sucks...
but in jail it can be worse.
Our fear to take risks makes us addicted to the future.
I learned that the day we met.
Yeah, I used to talk a lot of shit.
I was an idealist.
- What? - What?
Never mind.
I think this will get us nowhere.
I've live this reality forever.
That's why you're fucked.
No dreams.
I don't think so.
Are you scared?
I like you.
What? Say that again.
TO EACH HIS OWN So how did we do it?
Did you see? We expelled the barons.
And the house is ours.
- Is there a pillow? - Calm down, calm down.
Lets try and understand it. We were together, right?
- Yes. - We entered the house together.
And together we attacked fearlessly.
Second lesson of the day: One animal is just one animal.
But together, we are strong.
That's life alright.
Better days will come.
Safety is a responsibility of the state.
Made your mind up?
PCC has a...
Come on, partner! Move it!
Hello?
We are having a goodbye party, Diogo is going to Brasília.
Party! Come to the party!
Yeah, try to save his election.
To govern is to choose.
I saw this in a film. Here.
Hold like that.
He's good with money.
We rent this is Manaus...
Leda.
I need help.
Will you help me?
Give Leo a kiss for me.
Clau, can you open the door for the caterers, please?
The money arrived! Finally!
- Gordo is the man! - Cool, the money is here.
Look, this is our campaign!
But when disgrace strikes...
I would like to know if you are ready to receive Jesus in your heart?
I am not going to blame others.
Federal police!
You lose, asshole.
I am going to lower criminality.
A beautiful, beautiful beach...
The ocean was calm and mild, it wasn't violent...
but it was like as if that beach had always been there...
DON'T MESS WITH MY ENEMIES and I had never noticed it...
that it existed.
Do you want your share?
Of course, Gaucho.
I am going to buy a cab now. I'll drive a cab again.
Back to your cab?
Dream on, Wilson! You are going to disappear.
Disappear. The police will be looking for whoever did this.
What do you mean?
What the fuck is that, Marcin?
Marcin, it sucks.
No, they're just playing with you.
Didn't everything go smoothly? Everything cool?
We didn't even need to use the gun.
Have you seen his gun? Have you?
Fucked up, man.
I want to buy one just like this.
- Marcin, stop playing with that. - Easy, it's not loaded.
- Put that down! - Hey, Sybelle...
Don't move, don't move!
Don't move.
- Fuck. - Get out, get out.
- Son of a bitch. Fuck! - Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch!
He killed Gaucho!
Dear Diogo...
this is the 6th time I try to write to you.
6 times trying to get this burden off my chest.
6 times and nothing.
This is the 6th and last time.
When you read this, you'll be far away.
And so will I.
You, in Brasília, where we read in class for the first time...
Life of a human being with another is impossible.
What we are witnessing is a miracle.
No miracles.
Everything was or still is an illusion.
Let's go!
Excuse me!
Calm down. Fuck!
Stop crying!
Hello?
Hi, Mr. Leo.
Calm down, you didn't mean it.
You didn't mean it.
ORIGIN OF LIFE Love is the burden of the world.
THE ONE I WASN" T
Let's get up.
When I was a kid, I almost drowned once.
At the beach.
Go, go, go...
My parents were putting on the dumbest little show...
dressed like animals.
I had just broken one of their watches.
I felt so bad I decided to go into the ocean and not come back.
Go, go, go.
After that, I ran away from home to be who I really wanted.
Marcin.
Just Marcin.
Police! Go!
Where are these guys?
Motherfuckers!
They're gone.
What? No one in there?
- No, no one. - Fuck! They ran away.
I am going to skin them alive when I catch them.
I'll barbecue the fuckers! We're late.
It was nothing.
I've had an escape plan ever since I was a kid.
Come with me?
Let's get a car now.
Rent one.
My Goodness! Won't you even have a cup of coffee?
Lucas...
BEING PREPARED IS EVERYTHING Look at me, where did your mom go?
She just left this hotel card.
I want to stay here.
I can't go anywhere with you.
Why not?
- I don't know how to do anything. - Yes, you do.
No I don't, do you know how it feels not to know anything?
I am tired of your self-pity, I'm sick of everything.
I am so tired I am leaving.
So go without me, Go on with your life without me.
I am not leaving you here to kill yourself.
For the first time in my life, I'm going to face something.
Go, leave me alone.
I am not leaving you here, I'll look after your boy.
I'll miss you so much.
I am sorry, come here, sleep.
I had a dream.
And...
I tried to go to the bathroom...
and there were some strangers inside my bathroom.
And they kept moving my things around.
I couldn't get to where I wanted, I don't even know...
where I wanted to go, but people kept messing with my stuff.
I've paid for 3 months, ok?
Thanks.
Get well.
What?
- Is this your escape plan? - More or less.
We'll keep going.
I'm a nobody now.
A total misfit.
There is a big difference between being a punk and being treated like one.
I know.
And in the end, Dear Diogo...
I always wanted to write to you.
Not to speak of miracles...
but because I thought you needed to know the truth.
I'm coming back.
I'm coming back. I'm coming back.
No, stay.
And now I know that the truth is merely that which seems right.
EPILOG And I wouldn't know how to define...
"right".
- Looking for Joacir. - I am leaving.
And if there are no miracles...
there is something else...
that I don't know why...
but it brings us back to life.
And that I will always take with me.
Should nothing else work out.