No, it's just the 2 of us.
As you wish. Here's the menu.
I'll go get another one.
That guy is not well.
Look, wine...
Honey. Order me some water.
I need to go to the bathroom.
Right now? Please, come back soon.
Pedro...
We need to talk.
Amanda is sitting there. It's her chair.
Amanda is here, she'll be right back,
then you'll understand everything.
Amanda!
Are you all right?
There's no Amanda here. I'm Paula, ok?
She must have gone back home. That's it. That must be it.
Pedro... you're dating a woman who is not real.
I think she's amazing too.
No, she's not amazing. She's invisible.
Invisible. She doesn't exist.
She's a figment of your imagination.
-I'm calling the police. -No, no, no!
Don't do that. You're going to end up in jail.
Pedro, listen to me.
I was at the movie theater. I was there when you arrived.
I saw the whole incident with the tickets.
Believe me my friend, you were by yourself!
Are you crazy? You're out of your mind!
Look...
I'm engaged to her.
For the past 2 months!
All right. Then show me a picture of her.
Marina took my camera. And Amanda doesn't like having her picture taken.
Pedro...
here's what you're going to do:
you're going to take a picture of both of you together.
You just have to press here. All right?
-Only to prove that you're an asshole. -Okay.
I'm out of here. I'll be home if you need me.
What happened? You vanished!
-I don't like that friend of yours. -What friend?
The one who interrupted our dinner and who just left your apartment.
Amanda, Carlos is my best friend.
He wants to split us up.
-It's no that. He's just concerned. -About what?
He thinks that I'm going crazy.
-Are you? -Crazy about you.
He thinks...
that you don't exist.
Really? What does he want?
That I disappear?
Don't say that, I couldn't take it.
He just asked...
if I could take a picture of you.
-Of us. -I don't like photos.
I know, but just one photo...
What for?
To...
To prove that we exist.
I'm not some trophy for you to parade around
for your sexist friends.
So, did you take a look?
I couldn't open the damned file!
Or were afraid of opening by yourself?
Hey, "Batman". Tell the "Boy Wonder" that I'm watching him.
Did it open?
-Do you get it now? -Got it.
Do you understand why I'm so crazy about her?
I understand that you're completely out of your mind.
Amanda! Amanda!
-I'm right here. -Are you?
Yeah? But you're not here.
I can explain.
Explain what? That you don't exist?
I was waiting for the right moment to tell you.
Really? And when was going to be? At our wedding?
Better, when our first son was born?
I was just trying to help you help yourself.
-You fooled me! -No, you fooled yourself!
You made me look like an idiot!
Didn't want the ideal woman?
I might not me real, but I am ideal.
I was so naive. Of course! There are no ideal women.
The word is self-explanatory: Ideal belongs to the world of ideas.
So, I do exist, in your imagination. Your love is proof of that.
I'm talking to myself in my living room, as if it were a normal thing to do.
You're not talking to yourself.
What? I can hear you.
I don't want you listening to me!
Pedro, I'll die without you.
-Goodbye, Amanda! -Goodbye, Amanda?
Goodbye, Amanda.
What do you mean? Goodbye, Amanda?
I did everything for you! I lived my whole life for you!
And you think you can end it like this?
You use me and then just throw me away? "Goodbye, Amanda"?
Is that what you're saying? Is that what I'm thinking?
-What about our past? -What about our future?
What about my future? Is that what I'm thinking?
I may be a figment of your imagination, but I also have rights!
Is that so? Then call your lawyer!
I love you, Pedro.
-Isn't that what you always wanted? -Precisely, Amanda.
All I ever wanted was to be loved by someone,
and not by nobody.
Goodbye, Amanda!
Pedro... no...
Pedro!
Pedro, let me in!
Open the door, Pedro!
Pedro, Let me in! Pedro!
So, how are you? Everything okay?
Everything is under control.
-And that little problem of ours? -It's buried away.
Now you've just got to promise me, swear that this will stay between us.
-Ok, on one condition... -Between us.
On the condition that you tell me if you start dating again. Deal?
-Deal. -Deal.
Pedro, we need to talk.
What's that look? Seems like you've never seen me.
Are you going to pretend that I don't exist?
Pedrăo, Pedro...
-Are you sure you're all right? -What? I'm fine.
So, you' re doing fine?
You used me and you' re going to pretend that our love is over?
Pedro!
Pedro! Talk to me!
Please, listen to me.
Pedro, stop, talk to me.
Look at me. Pedro!
Pedro, I'm talking to you!
Governor, it gives me great pride...
I'll start screaming in here!
I'm honored to introduce you
to the finest traffic controllers.
These men and women who work...
under any kind of pressure.
Shut the hell up! This is insane!
Shut up! Show me some respect!
I'm at work! My colleagues...
This is unacceptable...
Shut up! Shut the hell up!
You're fired!
You're fired! You're fired!
KNOWING HOW TO LOVE LOVE YOURSELF AND CURE YOUR LIFE
GIVE A CHANCE TO DESTINY
Pedro, you're not going to get rid of me so easily.
Pedro, open the door!
I'll keep on knocking!
Pedro, open the door!
A last chance to destiny.
Open it!
Get out of here!
Get out of my life! You're sick!
I'll keep on knocking! You have to open it!
Pedro, open the door!
You've got to listen to me!
Pedro, open it!
Was there ever any other woman for you? I'm going to make your life miserable!
No, no, Pedro!
Pedro! Open the door! Pedro!
Open it, let me in!
Open the door!
Pedro, open the door!
Pedro, please!
Pedro! Open the door!
Pedro! Let's talk?
Pedro! No, Pedro!
-This... -Pedro!
is the story of a man
who fell in love with a woman
who did not exist.
This is the story of a man
who fell in love...
with a woman...
who did not exist.
A CHANCE TO DESTINY "TRAVELLING CHANGES YOUR LIFE"
No, I don't believe it!
Burying yourself up in Minas Gerais is simply unbelievable.
That's where we were born.
That's nothing more than an abandoned farm, Vitória.
I'm going to study, write.
Our parents would be happy.
Is this because of the neighbor?
I don't believe it! Janete, it's because of the neighbor.
I still don't understand what you saw in that guy.
-Or heard, for that matter. -Vitória, what did you see in that guy?
I don't know.
And you're going to run away without finding out?
It's too late.
The movers are coming in on Wednesday.
So it's got to be today.
He was just himself.
The End.
"THE INVISIBLE WOMAN" BY PEDRO ALBUQUERQUE
It's only the doorman.
Hi.
I don't think you know me. I'm your neighbor.
-Neighbor? -Yes.
I don't have sugar and...
Again!
Good morning.
What's this place? Where am I?
-It's the hospital. -Why? What happened?
You had food poisoning.
-You're a big fan of canned tuna, right? -Who brought me here?
Your chart says...
that you came alone. Strange.
That can't be right. Calm down and relax.
Are you feeling okay?
-Do you need a sleeping pill? -3.
Stay calm, okay?
What?
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!
-Who are you? -I'm your neighbor.
The cup of sugar, remember?
-I've never seen you before. -Right. And that's the problem.
-Are you real? -What a beautiful question.
Of course I am.
-Did you bring me here? -Yes.
-What time it it? -3 am.
3 am? What are you doing in my room at 3 am?
I didn't want anyone to see me.
-Do you have a problem with that? -No.
Listen. I did something terrible.
Let me guess: you used to swim naked with horny nuns.
No.
I read your story.
-You read this? -I did.
-I can explain. -There's nothing to explain.
I know it's poetry... I mean, pain.
I mean, you turne your pain into poetry.
That's amazing literature. The idea of an invisible woman.
You should get it published.
I came here to return it. I'll leave now.
No, wait! Wait!
Why did you knock on my door last night?
Courage finally came to me, but at the wrong time.
Why didn't you leave your name here at the hospital?
I didn't want to mess up your life. Your wife might not have liked it.
-No, Marina left a long time ago. -I'm talking about Amanda.
Did you ever meet Amanda?
No.
But after reading your book,
I feel as if she's a part of me.
I know you've broken up.
How come you know so much about my life?
How come I know so much about your life?
Do you mind if I don't answer that question?
-Is it all right if I call the nurse? -Are you not feeling well?
No. I'm well. I'm feeling fine.
I just want to call the nurse so that he can see you.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come here.
Hold on! Nurse!
Nur... Buddy! Hey!
Nurse? Hey, pal!
Could you please get the girl who just left this room?
-Calm down. What girl? -A very fair girl... She just left!
There's no girl here. I'm going to give you a sedative.
I thought you were on vacation. You said you were going away.
She's back.
No, I haven't seen Amanda for over a month.
What was it then? Where you committed?
-Are you still nuts? -No. I'm fine.
I was even writing.
Writing? What do you mean writing?
As I was writing about my life, she started to fade away.
I began focusing...
-A moment, please. -Alright.
I was writing and the more focused, the more she faded away.
The noise faded away. I think it's a book.
-People who read it liked it. -Pedro, listen.
You're a traffic controller that went nuts. You can't write books.
Carlos, I met a woman...
-A nurse? -No, you idiot...
-a neighbor. -Ok.
She's the one who saved me.
She knocked on my door asking for a cup of sugar.
-What? -A cup of sugar.
Sugar? Sugar?
Pedro, do you have idea of what you're saying?
I know. I know. It's starting all over again. The same story.
But I feel that it's different now. I just need to make sure.
OK, what do you want me to do?
I want you to go over my place.
Go to my building, knock on her door and...
And?
And make sure she is for real.
She's on the left, once you get off the elevator...
Now you have to go there and finish the job.
He's in the hospital and I'm leaving tomorrow morning.
That's why. See?
-You finally managed to talk to him! -All right!
But I found out he loves that other woman enough to write her a book.
I don't know.
Sometimes I think you're imagining this woman.
I wouldn't be nuts to suffer for an imaginary woman.
-Have you ever seen her? -No.
Did you ever hear her? I haven't, have you?
He wrote her a book.
Yet another reason why you should go there and have sex with him.
Before she reads what he has written.
Here, drink up. For courage.
Tonight you'll go to the hospital,
bribe the nurse, go to his room and fuck him.
At least if he's a bad lay you'll know
and you can take the bus and bury yourself in Minas Gerais.
You?
Why did you leave like that?
Common sense.
But I'm over that.
Still wondering how I know so much about your life?
The wall from your apartment
leaks every sound coming from your living room into my kitchen.
I've been listening in on your life for the last 6 years.
-And what did hear? -Everything.
Could you hear Amanda speaking?
Show her what you've written.
It's the most beautiful love story I've ever read.
I must tell this...
I never want to see Amanda again in my life.
I just need to be sure that
this is really happening.
Me too.
-Are you sure now? -Yeah...
-What's your name? -Vitória.
You' re so beautiful.
When I touched the door to leave the note... it opened.
She's sensational, isn't she?
You saw her, didn't you?
There was no one there.
That's because she was here when you went over.
There was nothing in the apartment.
It was completely empty.
-What do mean by empty? -Empty. Nothing.
No one. Not a speck of dust.
You did go to the apartment on the left when you exit the elevator...
Just like you said.
I had the most amazing night of my life and the bitch wasn't even real!
You fucked another invisible woman.
Show some respect for a friend who is going through...
I need to be alone.
You showed up!
-I want you to go away! -Pedro.
Alakazam!
Alakazam! Alakazam!
Why are you doing that, Pedro? You don't need to offend me.
This is all a lie!
What about yesterday?
I'll tell you all about yesterday: nothing!
Yesterday did not happen!
Get away from me! Alakazam!
Excuse me, please. I'm late for a date.
What date? You can't be late for a date...
because the only person you could meet with is me.
And I don't want to meet with you. Get it?
I don't want to see you anymore. Get out of my way! Be gone!
For someone who's not real, you hit pretty hard.
Carlos, this is not a good time.
-Please get me out of here. -Of course...
I should have told you. I should have told you that she existed.
-You two were kissing. -That's the catch.
Does she know that I think that she isn't real?
No. Not yet. But I'll tell her.
I'll tell her today. I keep putting it off,
but man, I really screwed up.
-I fell for her. -You piece of shit!
You know everything that I've told her.
-I'm going to tell her. -No, you can't do that to me!
Please, don't do that. Please!
I swear I'll tell her! Let me be the one to tell her.
Man, I like this woman.
But I haven't told her yet.
You were right. I have never loved anyone in my life.
Man, if I lose her...
I'll end up alone like you said I would.
Come on, man. I'm your pal.
Have you ever seen me like this before? Have you?
Come on then. Give me a break. Let her decide.
A lot has happened in these last 2 weeks that you stayed in the hospital.
She...
wants me to meet her sister later tonight.
She also likes me.
It's all right.
Go talk to her,
and tell her that I want everyone to be happy.
-Are you all right? -I feel good.
I've decided to go on a trip.
-Can I keep her? -Yes, you can.
I've got to go. She's waiting.
-Will you marry me? -Pedro...
Marry me, for real. Forever.
-But Pedro, darling, I don't exist. -That's just a small detail.
But I am you.
I know, but no one ever cared for me so much before.
That only means that you took care of yourself.
I've never felt so happy before in my life.
I love you, Pedro.
That means that deep down you love yourself.
-But you're so hot. -Then so are you.
Go fight for the woman you love.
No. She went out with Carlos. He is going to talk to her.
Maybe I'll call her tomorrow.
Let's get out of the tub, let's go to the bedroom.
She's with him because you were rude to her
and told her to get lost. You don't say that to a woman.
And, besides, you only said that
because that scoundrel didn't tell you she was real.
Tonight is a glorious night for your bastard friend.
Where does he go to celebrate his glory nights?
Dry Martini at Pietro's.
I feel like going out for a drink.
You look beautiful tonight.
-Carlos, we need to talk about Pedro. -We have to, don't we?
I saw the way he looked at you.
I think you two are closer than you are letting on.
-The lovebirds... -Lúcia, please.
Carlos.
-Carlos, Lúcia. -My pleasure!
What a surprise! You didn't tell.
We a nephew on the way. Or a niece.
-A nephew. A nephew. -Wonderful.
-Carlos, Carlos. -I wanted to say that...
The last couple of weeks have been very special for me.
-For us. -Carlos, I think you lied to me.
You said Pedro was merely a co-worker.
Carlos, look at me!
Right. I mean...
We are more than just co-workers.
Pedro is gay. I knew it! I told you he was strange.
I'm trying to tell you something very difficult and complicated.
Just say it.
The truth is... Pedro!
Pedro, I'm not real.
-Did you invite the nutcase? -Of course not.
Sit.
Why is he doing that?
Good evening.
Did he tell you? He didn't? He didn't? Did he?
-Tell me what? -Vitória, calm down.
-I was about to tell her. -Tell me what?
Something about Pedro's illness.
Illness? What illness?
Were you aware he had an illness? Did you use protection?
-Punch him in the face. -I can't do that. He's my friend.
He's making you look like a nutcase.
-What's going on? -What's this, Pedro? What?
My God!
What's that?
-I'm leaving. -Leave now? No way!
-It's time she knew the truth. -Now?
He's talking to the air. Did you see?
Pedro, Pedro, look at me. Who are talking to?
-I'm talking to Amanda. -Amanda...
My God, so that means that the book...
was a biography.
Not only is he gay, but he's a spiritist too. Let it go, sis.
You punched your co-worker.
He's not just my co-worker. Excuse me, Amanda.
He's much more than that. He's my brother.
And he made me believe that you were a figment of my imagination.
I've been sitting quietly all this time, but now I'm going to speak.
He asked me to go to her apartment to find out if she was real or not.
I went, but no one was there.
I was in bad shape the day I left the hospital,
My best friend was nuts.
Then my phone rang, and I answered it.
Of course I can come by your apartment.
It was the girl I had bumped into a couple of times in the street.
Apartment number 807...
It was your street, your building, your neighbor!
Alakazam!
Enough, sis!
From now on the world will meet a new Vitória.
-He doesn't deserve you. -I'm not moving away anymore.
-You' re not? -I called the origami guy.
What do you mean you called the origami guy?
I asked him to come over.
And I'm going to fuck him.
Vitória, for God's sake, he could be an asshole.
Then he'll be the 3rd asshole in my life.
Are you by any chance Vitória?
And then this goddess opened the door.
Do you know what she did? Do you?
She kissed me.
She said she wanted to make love to me.
I started sweating, my chest was tight
and I felt like I was drunk.
I realized that I was in love
for the first time in my life.
He's being sincere, Vitória.
That's why I couldn't tell you.
I was afraid you'd leave.
Marry me, Vitória.
Hey wacko, aren't you going to say anything?
-Come on, Pedro. -Dear God, what's this?
Go there and declare your love for her.
Fight for what you want.
And I'll go away forever.
-Are you sure? -You're the one who's sure.
My God.
I am what you are.
I'm loneliness longing for companionship.
I'm a man searching for a woman,
the mother of my children.
I want someone to share
the mystery of this life.
And more than anything, I want to marry you, Vitória.
Because I'm sure you're the best thing I've ever done.
-Vitória. -You' re both completely insane.
Vitória!
Give me a break. Vitória!
Subtitles: Arigon
2 years later
-You? -Sueli.
-Thank you very much. -Good reading!
To my best friend.
I don't believe it.
Triplets.
-No, no, no... -Here.
They' re gorgeous, aren't they?
-What's the mother like? -This is a question...
I married Bárbara.
-Big Barbara? -Yes, Big Barbara, Pedro!
Big Barbara!
-I've hooked, man. Hooked. -Shameless!
I think we deserve each other.
What about you?
Did you get married?
I hope one day you can forgive me.
That's water under the bridge, buddy.
Have you been seeing anyone?
No, I haven't seen anyone.
I have a gift for you.
A great one.
Traffic tickets!
They're not just any traffic tickets.
They're traffic tickets from Minas Gerais.
Under the name...
Vitória...
Monteiro.
It's got your name on it.
I saw it.
-So, you read it? -Yes.
-What did you think? -You didn't have the right to do this to me.
You hated it?
I loved it.
Didn't I tell you she was going to love it?