Soon I'll be in my rose garden. Brief. I'm waiting.
Thorny roses.
Odors false, but better that true.
The original is vulgar, porcausa of its past.
It was just an experiment, a try.
The illusion of something that is not thing. But the copy is perfect.
The copy is perfect ...
As I see it as the smell.
Back in my garden is night again there is the roses ...
Even though there is only one and beautiful day.
Sleep no more without you. Do not sleep more.
Poor garden; garden of shit.
It has a florverdadeira.
Garden of shit. It has no odor.
All of you, my roses ... I'm almost there.
I conhecervocês all. In fact, I know.
You, you and you. I know you.
Wait for me. I'm almost there.
My rose garden with thorny roses.
Smells fake. But better than the real.
The originals are common; a try.
And then, dear, shall we?
Hey, want to do good?
Really good.
What do you think?
Hey, where are you?
I'm going.
Even if you pay more, time will be the same.
-You take me back? -No problem.
You can touch me if you want.
Not yet.
-Want a drink? -Accepted a Coke.
I do not.
Anything.
Water?
Okay.
Take ...
Thank you.
Please do not undress.
Do not want to make love? -No.
-I am a bitch. Do not think.
Well, maybe, but I do not care.
I will undress, and then have sex.
Okay?
Come ...
Now you belong to me. Will live with me.
I'll leave.
I want to avoid that every time I enter, You ask me to let go.
You scream, and I can not stand screaming.
You say it's impossible but it is possible.
Let poupartempo. When I go back over it.
Okay?
I'm not used to drinking.
But it's good.
Yeah, yeah.
I left Brazil ...
lmigração flee from here, so will not you going to arrest me.
Sit.
Do not be afraid. I will not hurt you.
Sit.
Glad to see you calmer now.
I'm afraid not understand.
I do not understand.
Want to eat?
Sorry. Doing this is because I sleep with you.
It hurts.
I am a little girl.
Fuck me.
Shut up. Go to sleep.
How long will I stay here?
I do not know.
Not hungry?
Come eat.
Take ...
Eat.
It is not poisoning, coma.
I need more clothes.
Sing to me who sang in the woods.
What's it about?
Do not want to be tied.
Then, loosen a little.
I'll try.
So, how are you?
What did you do today?
Go ahead, life is beautiful. Walk, have fun.
-You promised. Yes, yes.
See what I am.
It is not human.
It's revolting.
Look.
Take a good look!
Please do not look at me.
Let me wash.
At least that.
I'll get coffee.
Teresa of Jesus'', was a fall to the ground
Rushed three gentlemen
All three hat in hand
The first was his father
The second brother
The third was that Teresa who gave a hand
Therese rose
He rose from the ground there
And the lad said smiling ''I give you my heart.''
Such mature orange
Both the ground lemon
So much blood spilled
Inside my heart
I want a slice of orange
Want a piece of lemon
The prettiest girl
I want a kiss and a hug.''
How long am I here?
I do not know. Why?
Just wanted to know.
Eat me.
I can not stand being alone.
I swear I'm quiet.
Please.
Sit.
Come here.
I promise I will not do more ...
Do not scream.
Okay.
I do not understand what it says.
I can not explain in French.
I need to do my hygiene.
Do not see what's going on?
You know what I am.
You know it's not natural. It's chemistry.
Not?
I know.
He stopped to take effect.
How about, dear? And 3, by a little fuck or a blowjob.
-How do you ... -Want?
-Are hormones? What?
Are hormones?
Get out!
-You have a little? -Get out!
Problem?
I'm coming. Just wondering ...
Do not look at me.
Knows he can not continue with it.
I can not get your hormones.
If you search for your friends, they distrust and kill me.
So let me go.
Look how I am.
-Is not this what you want. -It does not matter.
If so, will report me.
I swear I will not tell anyone where you live or how.
You know you can trust me.
At first, you will be glad to be free and not say, but then ...
If it will not release me, then look for my brother.
His name is Eduardo.
Tell him we're together.
Tell him I am of you, I'm his wife.
Ask him my hormones.
Go back there and I'm waiting.
Will you help me?
Yes, I will.
How?
Go there.
I'm waiting.
I will not take.
I am tired.
Rest.
I love you.
Jesus had to die on the cross.
It was Friday.
The bodies could not remain the crosses on the Sabbath.
So the Jews asked Pilate ...
so that they break legs and took them away.
The soldiers broke the legs the first ...
then the second.
Of those who were crucified with Jesus.
When they reached him, saw that he was already dead.
And it broke the legs of him.
But one of the soldiers, with a sword ...
pierced his side.
At once ran blood ...
and water.
And he that saw it, witnessed.
So that you also might believe.
When he emerged from the water ...
Jesus saw the heavens open ...
and the Holy Spirit descended upon Him as a dove.
And a voice came from heaven:
''Thou art my beloved Son ...
and deposited in you all my love.''
Why not go to the hospital?
I do not want the police.
I do not want to kick me out.
I have no documents.
What's your name?
Tiresia.
And what do we do?
I do not know.
Anyway, I'm blind. What's done is done.
Want my advice? Want to know what I think?
You have 17 years.
I'm never here.
I'm always traveling, the work.
That's right, and everything I have to say.
I will not thwart his will ...
but be careful.
Be very careful, yes?
Promise?
Do not help me.
Look for me, that's all.
Do not know how to pay ...
As a thank you.
I want to come with me.
I have a brother, Eduardo, to take care of me.
I want to thank you and he give him something.
What was that?
Whether your ball back?
I want to.
Go get.
Anna ...
Anna! His brother is older, tenha18 2O years or maybe ...
You know him?
Tonight ... How do I tell?
He goes somewhere, with others.
Do what you can. Find him or his family.
He should not go.
The alarm went off, and they fled.
Suffered an accident.
The two died in front instantly.
Our son was behind. He was injured but not serious.
I'm sorry, really.
We should have heard him.
''''You saw the accident.
You warned us. She came ...
I do not know ...
Thus emerged, as a feeling.
We thought it was crazy. We should not.
But even so, we told them.
Maybe that's why he sat behind.
We should not have done fun of you.
Okay, let me.
A man came here this morning.
You had gone shopping.
I think the name is Clement.
I was worried problems with work ...
in his factory.
The workers had disassembled machines.
He could go bankrupt.
Someone wants it bad ...
someone close to him, someone who works with him.
They need to know, otherwise you will lose the factory.
He should open their eyes.
And need to open them now.
Of course he will not like to hear it.
You will not believe.
No doubt those who surround him.
What?
I know you always love me.
-And how do you know? -I just know.
Before, I did not know already?
I guess I should say that.
My first husband died 1O years ago.
I'm 32 and have a daughter.
We live alone, which is not no fun.
I wonder why ... he was married in the church ...
and I married my husband who died ...
If I marry this man, who is my real husband?
No big deal, but this is all I can give you.
I wonder if I'm doing an error or not.
PART OF SAMUEL LAMBERT
-Do not look at me like that. I'm sorry.
Just want to say ...
I tell you ...
What?
We can do something for you.
By my appearance, right?
Still do not know what I want.
I think for now I will stay that way.
I do not want to do anything. After I see.
Anyway, I can not I see.
So I do not care.
He received many letters.
I read some of them.
They are beautiful.
I am a simple man.
Do not try to understand these things that do not reach.
If interested, why not?
If you have a gift ...
you have to offer it.
I do not know what's in the head, but my daughter is happy with you.
Glad to see it that way.
-Anna, how is it? -She is my daughter.
My own daughter. I am nothing, it is everything.
I. .. all I want ...
I do not want to say anything to me.
I do not care.
Not if I die, even if I win the lottery.
What I want is peace.
I do not understand.
Help me.
Why am I like?
Tell me, I am prepared to listen.
I do not know.
But if you have a gift, you should enjoy it.
Ready-... Thanks.
Do you have something more beautiful money.
More beautiful than yourself.
It's lucky.
There is a statue ...
that protects you.
I see water.
You will be healed there ...
even not knowing who is ill.
There is plenty of water.
It must be autumn.
The leaves are not the same.
Someone will be unhappy.
But in the end will be the strongest.
I saw Anna.
It was the same with boys her age, looked cool.
It is a legal age.
I have a child of 16 years.
I wanted to see him walk with boys of his age.
But my son does nothing.
Stay all day in the quarter, without saying anything.
When I talk, he does not respond.
That is already two months.
I do not know what to do.
I drove a long time to get here.
Yes, I know.
What do you think I do?
What I think is not important. I just translate.
Then translate for me.
My wife can not sleep. I do not know what to do.
Speak, say something.
I came here because of my son.
He says nothing, does nothing. Not going to school.
Not looking for his girlfriend, is only closeted.
I'll tell you ...
A great drama awaits you when you return.
Your son is dead.
He threw the window when you came here.
So I did not want to tell you.
I accept my fate.
You must accept her.
My God, you're a monster!
You're the devil! You're a bitch!
Clement is waiting at the door.
It's that he lost his factory.
Dear Tiresia, prophet ...
Others suffer and seek salvation.
How I wish I was you, seeks what is beyond the target.
No need to worry. No prophet or oracle.
Just gossip rumors in the neighborhood.
This is not a prophecy, but a miracle.
A miracle?
The man who has leukemia ...
Simon.
Two weeks ago he saw Tiresia, who told him he would be healed.
E-healed? -Yes.
-Anna? Good morning.
Am I bothering you?
Anna, can leave us alone?
I want you to leave.
My name is Francois.
Heard a lot about you.
People care about you.
I ask nothing. They give me things.
They help, because I can not work.
They are very gentle.
When they come, you talk to them.
We talked, that's all.
I think I need consult it, too.
Nobody needs to see me.
People come here, and alone.
I want to know what you see about me.
Goodbye.
Father ...
How do you know I'm a priest?
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Sorry, but I can not make his confession.
I know it is sin.
Roses are not a invention of God.
The man took what God created and changed things.
I thank God porestar here today.
And not when there were no roses.
It's wine.
Thank you.
I could not come empty-handed.
I ask you something?
Can.
How long is blind?
I was injured recently.
Sorry.
What happened?
I do not remember.
Do not remember or do not want to say?
I do not remember.
Do you suffer?
We get used to everything. I've got used to it.
Here, I am treated well. They picked me.
People try to give me the best life possible.
You say you see things?
Things that will happen?
These things happen, but I do not do miracles.
Okay.
Tell them not to do miracles.
I'll tell you.
You have to say.
What do you see?
What an oracle view?
A phrase comes up, and voila!
And then what?
After I speak.
That comes in a precise way?
I do not understand.
You decide anything?
The time that the phrase comes, to whom it is intended?
I do not know.
People are there, the words come ...
I speak.
You understand the words?
No need to worry.
I am not afraid.
You remind me of a picture I have.
A woman sitting on a sofa.
She stands out. The settee and walls are one color.
She wears a black dress. He has black hair in a bun.
Fine features, slender neck and wrists.
Hands clasped.
The pose is a bit twisted.
It has a long face and weird.
You can not tell if it is smiling or thinking.
Maybe it's just another scene important in a hall. Or not.
Gives the impression that she sees something we do not see.
It's as if mocking.
Perhaps a look cynical or disillusioned.
I'm not like that woman.
I had an accident and I lost my vision.
Was collected.
I'm right here, safe and I am treated well.
That's it.
No, there is more.
I do not know.
Say you do not know how to lie.
Even if sometimes is difficult to tell the truth.
How do you know that telling the truth?
I just know, that's all.
-Letters from people here? -Yes.
Can I get some? -Can.
You do not open them.
Like I said, I do not decide. That serves no purpose.
Precisely ... Here's something.
A short poem by Omar Khayam.
I'll read to you.
The blind saw Khayam wise and intelligent.
The''circle that went through not let us see anything ...
Neither beginning nor end.
Nothing speaks the truth:
Where we came from, where we go!
The Master who created all things ...
why condemn the imperfection?
If your pictures are ugly, Who is to blame?
It is beautiful, why seek their destruction?''
You know, I'm just a Brazilian bitch.
I do not understand everything he says.
So I mentioned my picture.
No one can stand above the things and want to transform them.
Let things be as they are.
I was transformed; did not choose this.
That has nothing to do.
But still made a choice.
I'm not sure.
Do you suffer physically?
That does not matter.
Not true, you can not say that.
I say.
I left the favela.
I always knew my life would be different from other boys.
But even that I chose.
I was there.
He gave a lot of work.
It was my private war.
I became a woman and then, bitch.
Little boys who saw women ...
become whores.
Then a man stuck my eyes.
Now I have a gift.
Therefore the offer to others.
I do not see what's wrong with that.
You all look at me and think which is another great joy.
It is a celebration of despair. Nobody sees that.
Because I can not decide.
That's right, I do not decide anything.
They trust me on the trivial.
Tiresia trust with their souls.
A horrible night seems to have no end.
Nobody likes the true priest.
I believe people like me.
Tiresia said my pride soon pass.
That what I thought was an ulcer, was just a bad passenger.
But I'll have a dental problem.
I feel lost.
Neither me understand.
Just guess.
Now I see things separate I seem to be linked.
Do not want to have sex? -No.
I'm a bitch.
I think not.
Yes, I'm a bitch.
I'm going to strip and fuck.
Okay?
Come here.
I am more beautiful than others?
Yes.
Her skin is soft again.
My hands are too big.
I think not.
But they are.
Show me.
They are beautiful.
Little hands are common.
-But I have a penis. I know.
-Do you like my faults? -Taste.
-Even up close? -Even closely.
-So, you love me. Yes, I love you.
Please let me go.
Please.
Why did this happen?
Marie, I feel your hand in mine.
Anna is the mother of Christ.
"There is no beginning or end, no witnesses.
We are only part things that happen.
Thank you.
Opens here.
See what's there. The key ...
Turn the key, turn ...
and it opens.
That's it.
It will break and fall.
Opens ...
Boot up in ...
and falls.
Fell.