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BLOOD OF MY BLOOD
-Aren't you hungry? -No.
-Why not? -I've already eaten. At school.
-With whom? -Friends.
-Male friends? -And female friends.
What's that on your hand?
-A ring. -I see that, but where did you get it?
It was a gift.
-Who gave you the ring? -My boyfriend.
-Did you know your sister had a boyfriend? -Yes.
Oh yeah?
Don't make that face. You knew she had a boyfriend and you didn't tell me?
Okay...
Sounds about right...
I'm a bit disappointed with the two of you.
-Does your boyfriend have a name? -Claudio.
-How old is he? -12.
Let me take a look at that.
-What does Claudio do? -He goes to school.
Let's eat the soup, okay?
Don't be like that.
I've asked you to tell me what your sister is up to, but you didn't!
I'll do it too. Folded arms, see?
Your assistant is here.
Make sure your sister eats.
Eat it all. Okay, baby?
You dare to show up at my door?
-The little one has been sick... -I've been fucking robbed!
Eat it all!
-He had a fucking gun! -Lower your voice. Did he take the coke?
-Of course he did! -Lower your fucking voice!
I am so fucking stupid...
-Are you hurt? Did he hurt you? -As soon as I got out of the car...
You were in the car?
-Yeah, he told me to get in the car... -And you just did as he told you?
He had to taste the coke. He didn't wanna make the deal through the car window.
What was I supposed to do? He wanted to taste it before buying.
-You weren't ready for this. -It wasn't my fucking fault!
-I did everything you told me to do. -The fuck you did! You got in the car!
-I didn't know him, what was I supposed... -Lower your voice!
My daughters are here!
It's my fault.
I thought you were ready to sell half a kilo...
-It wasn't my fucking fault. -Okay, tell me exactly what happened.
I arrived early. He showed up...
-Was he alone? -Yeah, he was alone.
-Where was the meeting point? -In the park.
-And then what? -He told me to get in the car.
Lower your voice!
-She's crying... -Just go and feed her.
-If they score a goal, let me know. -Okay.
And then?
He told me to get in the car,
he snorted some of the coke, and instead of giving me the money, he pulled out a gun
and pointed it to my fucking head.
-There was nothing I could fucking do. -Let me fucking think.
-What's his name? -Graca.
-He's from Olhao, isn't he? -Yeah.
-Where can he be found? -I don't know. I barely know him.
-He drives a black BMW. -A BMW...
Everybody drives a BMW...
-Have of my men seen him? -I don't know.
Tell me the whole story again, from the beginning.
I arrived early.
-Then he showed up. -Look in my face and talk slowly.
Okay. He stopped the car, rolled down the window...
-Look in my face. -I'm looking.
-He told you to get in the car... -He told me to get in the car and I did.
He snorted a bit of the coke and instead of giving me the money...
Nena, what's up? I'll be back in a minute, okay?
Is that okay?
I'll be back in a minute.
Didn't I tell you to let him try the coke only after he showed you the money?
He wanted to fucking try it, what was I supposed to do?
-Are you lying to me, fucker? -I'm not lying, man!
-I'm not lying. -You're lying to me.
-I'm not fucking lying! -Lower your voice.
Fuck! Look at me! Don't you know me? You think I'm lying?
Lower your voice.
Fuck!
And now what?
-Still friends? -Sure, man.
-Still friends? -Yeah.
Don't worry. Just pay me my money.
Pay you?
-You think I'm social welfare? -I have no fucking money!
Then you'll work for free.
-How will I pay for my expenses? -I don't give a fuck. You owe me.
-Son of a bitch... -Half a kilo is worth 10.000 euros.
10.000 euros is what you owe me. Right?
Is that right?
-Fuck... Yeah, that's right. -Is it?
Yeah, man, it is...
Gimme a minute, I have to go inside.
She's always saying you should visit.
And I do, when I go downtown.
Whenever I come from the church, I stop by and visit her.
And I'll go there tomorrow 'cause I know she'll be there.
She works near here.
But she says she doesn't care about me.
Only because you don't take your pills.
She was the one who gave me the pills.
See?
-Honestly... -That's why she always gets upset with me.
-Are those heavy? -Yes.
Let's go. The match has already started.
-Good afternoon, Mrs Manuela! -Good afternoon.
All the shit ends up here.
This land is for its natives, not for the outsiders.
When Antonio Vitorino Freitas Borges was Mayor...
He was Mayor for a long time... He was a General!
This isn't the jungle, man.
Hello, my little bird... My little bird...
Heat up the soup, my daughter. Careful, that's heavy.
The little bird has no water to drink...
Poor thing, no one takes care of him...
Those who don't like animals don't like people either.
That's how you know a person's character.
Erica will be here later, okay?
You'll be having a nice soup for dinner.
I don't understand a word of what you're singing...
Heat up the soup.
-The stove is a mess. What's this? -She'll take care of it.
I told her you'd show up...
She's been frying flies again?
What the hell has she been doing here?
I can't freaking believe it... If stupidity payed taxes...
-Why is the water heater on? -My Aunt is taking a shower.
Taking a shower?
At dinner time?
Do you believe this shit?
Check out the shower she'll be taking.
-Claudia! Don't open the tap! -That's gotta burn...
She took a shower this morning. I know she did.
And even if she didn't...
...she could take it tomorrow.
Two showers a day? Does she think we're rich?
Just last week I had to buy a new gas bottle.
I swear to God... For how long has she been there?
10 minutes...
-10 minutes? -10, 15.
She must be wrinkly...
And my son-in-law looks a bit down today... What's up with that?
-Little Cesar has been down lately... -Shut up...
Claudia, have you mistreated my son-in-law?
So many ladies wanting him... Lusting for him...
-I have some doubts, Mrs Marcia. -He has some doubts...
Should I sing Elton John or Tony Carreira tonight?
-Fuck this faggotry! -Two great artists.
And that "school" you went to? Lots of faggotry there too, huh?
-Shut up! -Easy there!
Here, no one slaps no one, okay? I won't admit it.
-You two are fucking disgusting... -It's okay now, Claudia...
This one is for... uh...
-What's her name? -Erica, goddamnit!
Let me help you.
For my son-in-law.
For my son. Just how you like it.
I'm sure you'll love this soup.
You don't even hear what I'm saying...
It's really good. Eat it.
Ivete!
We're all having soup, why don't you have some too?
-What's this? -What's this???
-Liver? I don't like liver. -Does it look like liver?
Have you been frying flies again? At dinner time?
-I won't eat this. -Are you listening to me?
How many times have I told you no to do this at dinner time?
But you don't listen. You do this shit right at dinner time!
You shower all the time and yet you're a filthy pig.
Where do the flies land?
-They could cause an infection... -They won't. They're fried.
I'm sick of this.
You took a shower this morning, didn't you?
And you took another one now? It'll wear your skin off.
She's washing her negative energies away.
Yeah, that must be it.
-Do you know how much a gas bottle costs? -Yeah, 19,90 euros.
-That's right. -It is, isn't it?
Why don't you eat? Are you anorexic?
-Erica, won't you eat the soup? -Shut the fuck up and eat.
-Who did you steal that from? -From your mother. Last night.
Come on, eat the soup.
Lots of vegetables there. They're good for your intestines.
Want some more? Hand me your plate.
There you go. Plenty of beans. You'll fart all night.
Like a tsunami!
I've just remembered... Have you seen what happened in Madeira?
It was awful.
Everything was destroyed. I saw it on TV. I cried like a baby.
There was a church... Well, either a small church or a chapel...
...completely destroyed. Only one saint figure left.
-It wasn't even scratched. -That's bullshit.
Bullshit, you say? I've seen on TV.
And you? Not eating anything?
I've been eating all day. I don't feel like eating now.
Do you know what I ate?
A piece of bread soaked in coffee and milk. It's what I like the most.
I've also eaten lots of olives...
The ones Nini prepared. They were delicious.
-That's not good for you. -Yeah, I feel a little bloated now.
I could make you some "roidos" tea.
"Roidos"? What's that?
-Is it the red one? -It sure is.
-Would you like some? -No, not really.
I could make you some tea with herbs from the garden.
-Would you like that? -Are you talking to me?
Leave me alone. I don't to drink anything and I don't want to eat anything.
And even if I did, I could prepare it myself.
A cook who doesn't eat...
The clients must think your food sucks.
What a shame, woman.
As your mother used to say...
"Shame is not having where to go."
Don't be ashamed, Cesar!
Why don't you have a seat, Mother?
-Have a seat. -Nah, I'm gonna do the laundry.
Give yourself a little break. Sit here with us for a while.
I've had a headache all day.
It's the polen.
Your nose is always runny this time of the year.
Let her be. She should have already gone to the doctor.
I'll go to the hospital tomorrow. Would you like me to get a number for you?
I'm right here if you feel like talking.
You can talk to me about anything.
I know that, Cesar.
You can always count on me.
Mother.
Here.
Do you need to see a doctor about the alergy in your pussy?
Really, son? Really?
-Here, have this. -Is this for me?
Sure.
If your pussy is infected, you can tell me. Mine is fine.
-Good for you, Cesar. I'm happy for you. -Do you have an infection in your cunt?
-Did you steal this? -No, I bought it. Can't you see the sticker?
-Is your vagina in flames? -Dude, that's beautiful.
-Oh, Cesar, Don't tell anyone about it. -That's just beautiful.
-My mother has "Canastena" in her house... -"Canestene", you stupid.
Gyno Canestene.
Bring some. In pills.
You know what I'd really like? What would be a really good gift for me?
-That you got a job. -I got a part-time job.
I hope that you do.
Did I get it right?
Let me see.
It's beautiful.
Indeed.
-Okay, everyone, I'm going to work. -You got a job?
Yup.
Claudia, kiss your man more often or some other girl will steal him from you.
Do you wanna stay a little longer or should we go and have some fun?
Cesar, I can't. My pussy is sore.
-And I have to study, too. -Okay.
Let her study, she needs good grades.
Anyway, I have to work early in the morning. Kisses, Mrs Marcia.
Bye, Ivete.
Do you even notice how you treat that boy?
Don't be surprised if you lose him.
-I know, Mother. You're right. -I'm right even in my sleep.
Marcia!
There are billboards on the new buildings, have you seen 'em?
Sounds about right. they are decaying, anyways.
That way I'll be moving in with Helder even sooner.
Claudia gets married...
...and you and Joca get a brand new house. Had you thought about that?
And you think that solves the problem?
Joca and I will be living in a cage full of niggers and gypsies.
You reckon you're better living here?
Have you seen our neighbor's house?
The cops should go there. It's a disgrace.
Do you think we'll be better there?
You don't even answer me.
You have no answer to give me.
Claudia!
Come to bed, baby.
You've studied enough.
Always studting, my girl.
Come on, my daughter. I'm waiting for you.
Your Aunt Ivete was talking about the problems of our neighborhood...
She's worried that we're gonna have to move...
I like the idea of moving in with Helder. I'm a little scared, though.
I really like him, but you and I are so used to live together...
To be alone with him in a house... Without all the mess we have here...
Your brother wastes all my patience... And then there's Ivete...
But it would be nice, I could clear my head...
Sometimes I come home and I'm not in the mood to hear anything...
Oh, Mother...
I'm gonna miss you so much...
I'll miss you very much, Claudia.
So much, my daughter... I'll miss you so much...
We're so used to sleep together, aren't we?
Not that I mind sleeping with Helder, but he snores a lot louder than you.
Being with him in all day and night... I don't know if I can take it.
I'm gonna miss you so much...
I'll get used to it. People get used to anything.
You'll have to make your own life.
I don't know what soup I shall cook tomorrow.
Mother...
I'm in love with a married man.
Is that so?
Are you stupid?
Wait a minute there!
-Who is he? -You don't know him.
What do you mean I don't know him?
Is he from our neighborhood?
No.
You know Cesar?
He's the absolute opposite.
But if he's married, he must live with his wife.
He does.
But not for much longer.
He adores me, Mother.
What about Cesar? Poor boy. He likes you so much...
What do you want me to do?
We'll deal with him later.
You're so stupid.
Does he like you?
-Of that you can be sure. -You don't say...
-How can you tell? -I just can.
I feel it.
I just feel that he does.
Do you have any idea how the life of a woman after a married man is?
-I'm not after him. -Really? Are you before him, then?
I'm not after nor before.
You'll ruin your life.
Well, you should know what you're getting yourself into...
Just what I needed...
He's so handsome, Mother.
Claudia, if beauty was important, the both of us would be dead by now.
Do you want to see him?
Me? Seeing him?
No way!
Introducing me to a married man? Will you introduce me his wife too?
I don't wanna see him.
-Come on, Mother... -No way.
-He's rich. -Is that so?
Good for him.
I gave this some thought...
I'm off school at around 10:20, 10:25...
-Do you have pot? -Pot? That's for the poor!
You would follow me...
When I went in the car, you'd know he was the driver.
-Don't pee all over the place! -I'm fucking drunk!
Lift up the toilet seat, fucker, or you'll have to clean it!
The most important thing in your life now is finishing school.
That's for sure.
From here down is one thing, from here up is another.
You do as you think it's best.
But there's nothing like an independent woman.
Here.
Fuck!
-Joao Carlos! Get up! -It's ok! It didn't burn!
Your mother will complain about the holes in the couch.
Get an ashtray before you burn the whole couch.
Blow some smoke to me.
Get ready.
That's fucking good.
This is fucking good shit.
Does Erica know your feet stink?
Erica stinks even worse. She stinks like a nigger.
You nasty motherfucker.
You son of a whore...
Why don't you buy some deodorant instead of buying iPods?
-Wanna finish it? -No.
"Come up, hurry up!"
Fucking old fart...
You know there's saline implants now? Just water and salt...
Softer than silicone. Shaped like a water drop.
What do you want that shit for? Aren't you attractive enough?
It boosts up the look.
Instead of spending money on that shit, just give it to me.
Breast implants, what the fuck...
Not sure to put them through the armpit...
or under the breast...
or the nipple...
Maybe the nipple... I think it will look deformed, though.
What would you think about a chick with a deformed nipple?
Would you fuck a chick with a fucked-up nipple?
It seems to me you're fucking stoned, that's what I think...
You need to take care of these fucking feet!
Mushrooms are growing on them!
I'm so fucking stoned...
I must shave my legs...
Hold your breath.
Wassup?
Good morning!
Good morning, Helder.
Some coffee and milk?
Uh?
Coffee and milk?
I don't feel like it.
The "valley of deception" again?
I wish it were...
But no...
This time I've disgraced both me and her...
Some trouble I got us into...
I'll go change my clothes.
Fuck!
Drink it while it's hot.
What's bothering you, Marcia?
This time's for real.
It's hard for me to say it... I'm so fucked...
Wanna tell me about it?
-About what? -About whatever has happened!
I'll tell you later.
We'll talk later, right?
Will you come over for dinner? Is it your day off?
What are you doing so far away from me?
Eating.
I was hungry.
I was thinking about my mother.
Have I told you about my mother?
Not much.
I'd like you to meet my mother.
-She raised me by herself. -She did a wonderful job.
I agree.
Have you ever done this with any of your students?
Have you?
I have so many students. I pick a new one every year.
Have you or have you not?
Yes, with one. You.
Just with me?
What about Elsa? She was talking with you today.
She was talking to me but I was talking to you.
No, you weren't.
You were talking to her. I saw it.
I'm a prisoner in you.
I live inside you.
I love you so much...
...that I will change my life not to lose you.
You're my life...
and my soul...
You're all my hope...
I'm so happy to give you all that I can.
The more I give, the more I feel that I owe you.
It's an agony to go back to my wife.
I feel the pain of the gone moments all the time.
When I'm with you, I feel close to myself.
When I leave, I leave you with my sad remembrances...
...whence the *saudades* of you are born (*the feeling of missing someone*)
You're so lucky.
I love you so much...
-Would that be all? -Yes, thank you.
-What's that you got there? -It's nothing.
-That in your trolley. -It's nothing. It's mine.
-Yours? -Yeah, mine.
Let's see if it's yours.
This?
-What's this? -I brought them from home.
Brought those gloves from home? For a walk on the supermarket?
Yeah, I had them in the car and brought them in with me.
When I walked in they were already here.
And you didn't warn anyone that you had 'em with you?
Will you pay for them or will you leave them here?
Which one do you want?
This one.
-I'll go get something else quickly. -I'm sorry, you can't.
Mikael, take care of this lady. Joao Carlos?
What do you think you're doing? Give me that bottle.
-What bottle? -Joao Carlos, give it to me!
Are you talking about this?
Here. Don't keep the fucking change.
At least I didn't have to wait in the line.
Bring me another of those bottles so I can register the sale.
-I'm staying here! -But this is a prioritary register!
And you're not even pregnant! Are these girls with you?
-Allright, go to the end of the line! -No way!
-Go now! -No!
Cesar! Cesar! Come here!
We're staying here!
This is a prioritary register and you're not pregnant.
I don't care, you're here to serve me.
Talk to my colleague. Be respectful, please.
...has to take the medicine for at least six months.
Not just for a month or two.
Of course not. The treatment has to be done the proper way.
I got a raise!
Oh God, I forgot to bet on Euromillions.
You go ahead, I'm gonna bet with Sandra Vanessa.
I wanna bet with you, Claudia.
Djane, she had the brushing and the haircut.
Your fucking brother is starting to get on my nerves.
One of these days, I'll break his face.
As soon as he walks out of the house, he starts doing shit.
A few more months in prison would've done him well.
He thinks he's a real bad-ass.
I should shove that vodka bottle up his ass.
Cesar, didn't he pay for the bottle?
He usually charges 40, but I'll make it 25 for you.
Use small amounts at a time.
It's best to use it at night. And cover your hair not to stain your pillows.
Come back the next full moon to cut your hair.
Shall we go?
See you tomorrow.
-Need help? -Yeah.
Nice looking nails, Erica.
The nail polish is already chipped.
Nini?
Want a beer? You're roasting.
-Yeah, I'll have one. -Smells like mackerel, Nini!
I'm doing the mackerel first, and then the sardines.
Are those the big sardines or the small ones?
The small ones.
Same size as your willy.
What did you tell to your mother about my willy, Claudia Filipa?
Here are the potatoes. Make some room on the table for them.
I'll just have a sardine. I don't want mackerel.
This olive oil is excellent.
It's from the north. We can't even use it at the restaurant.
Make some room for the mackerel.
Erica?
-Do you like mackerel? -Yes.
I should've made some sauce, with olive oil and garlic.
No, it's fine.
Mackerel and garlic go well together.
Codfish and garlic go well together, not mackerel and garlic.
-Watch your language, Mrs Marcia! -You're naughty today!
What did you do to your husband to make him like this?
Both codfish and mackerel go well with garlic.
Spanish style is even better.
Mackerel is good for your omega.
Good for what?
-For your omega. -For your brain.
That's what I said.
It's good for your blood too.
No one's talking. It must mean the food is good.
-Or maybe you were just starving. -This is bloody! It's raw!
That's not raw, that's how it's cooked.
Gimme that. The cat will eat it.
Those who do nothing find flaws everywhere.
Helder has cooked mackerel all his life.
People came from Marateca to eat his food.
Why are you smoking?
Joao Carlos!
Why don't you eat? Why are you already smoking?
Erica, tell him he's too thin. He should eat more.
He can't handle you without putting on some weight.
Hey, we have a new ringtone!
Sounds like a bird taking it up the ass!
Shut up!
-Play it again! -Shut up already!
Just play it again!
That's what I call a motherfucking ringtone!
For once in your life, you're right. It's a funny ringtone.
-I can't stand this shit. -Don't go away! Let us hear it again!
Joao Carlos, have some fish. Eat that mackerel.
Look at how they eat their fish.
-And you? Why don't you eat? -I don't like mackerel.
You don't like mackerel?
-It has too many fish bones. -What did you expect?
What about that ringtone?
Oh, Claudia!
My legs are swollen from standing up for so many hours.
What's up, dude?
Where are you going?
The sardines are almost ready.
-Way to go, Cesar. -Cesar, wait! Where are you going?
-Wait! -What?
-Where are you going? -Home.
Take your hands off! This cellphone isn't yours!
You didn't even have dinner.
What's up with all those fucking text messages?
What's the problem with that?
-They're from a friend. -What friend?
-Is everything okay? -No, it isn't.
Of course it isn't.
Watch your credit on that cellphone.
Next time be more careful. I might not be there to help you out.
Got it?
Who's been messing with my cellphone?
-Who the fuck are you looking at? -At you!
Who's been messing with it?
Spit it out.
Joao Carlos!
Have I ever messed with any of your stuff?
-I didn't do it! -Have I ever messed with your stuff?
Haven't you learned anything at "school", you fucking thug?
-Come on, guys, quit that shit. -Let me go, you're not my father!
-Stay out of this! -Have you gone crazy or what?
-May I see that cellphone? -No, you may not. Was it you?
-What if I was? What would be the problem? -This is a cellphone!
-Is it? -Yes, it is!
What's in it? Dirty pics?
Enough with the cellphone! Good God!
You're ruining my day!
Claudia, take those plates, please.
I went to the hospital today.
I took some blood tests.
What for?
Breast cancer.
-Were many people there? -Where?
What do you mean "where"?
-At the hospital, that's where! -No, there was no one.
I arrived early, there was no one there yet.
Be careful.
I've heard that those fake breasts are dangerous.
-They're bad for your spine. -Only if they're too big.
Then why do you want 'em bigger?
-That doesn't matter now. -I guess you're right.
It really doesn't matter.
For how long has this shit been going on?
What shit?
Claudia, you know what I'm talking about.
You're seeing a married man, who happens to be your teacher.
-For how long have you been seeing him? -Not much.
Ivete, I have vodka. Do you want some?
I'm in love, Mother. What do you want me to do?
Why do we need to talk about that now?
It hurts me to see my daughter wrecking her life.
Wrecking my life? Why do you say that?
Where my change?
-I didn't forget about it. -I hope not.
Are you sure he's in love with you? Are you sure you were the only one?
You don't know him! You don't!
You only saw him once, at distance.
You can't do that, Mother. You can't judge him like that.
I love him, Mother. Very much.
You love him, huh? He loves you very much too.
You and all the others he's been with.
Do you think you were the only one?
You fell for him, just like all the others.
How silly of you.
How silly of you!
So you say.
That's your opinion and you're not gonna change it.
If I shared that opinion I wouldn't be seeing him, don't you think?
You can have problems at school for dating a teacher.
He's a married man!
Do you really think he's gonna leave his wife?
Do you think a doctor will leave his wife for a nurse?
Doctors never leave their wives?
What about men with other jobs? Are doctors different from them?
He'll leave his wife, trust me.
-Trust me. -Oh, my daughter, you're so naive...
What's all this about? Him being married?
As far as I know, Nini was also a married man.
I couldn't care less whether he's married or not!
-Then what's the problem? -Firstly, Nini wasn't married.
And he didn't even touch me until he broke up with his ex-girlfriend.
-I would never date a married man. -Yeah, yeah...
Who do you think you are to wreck your life like that?
Why do you say that?
You're being stupid.
You were doing just fine...
Poor Cesar. He loves you so much...
Are you pissed off at me?
Do I have any reasons to be pissed off?
Do I?
What have you been doing with your life?
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with me? Nothing.
Where are you getting your money from?
What are you worried about?
About you, dude.
Do you want to get caught again?
Look at me!
Show a little respect.
If you want to fuck up your life, go ahead.
Next time you won't be going to "school", you'll be going to prison.
How much did the gift you gave to your mother cost?
It was cheap. Is that what this is all about?
No, the problem is that I won't always be here to save your ass.
-You worry too much. -Do I?
Do I?
I'm sick and tired of this shit, do you hear me?
No one is this house gives a fuck about me.
I'm tired of this shit. It' like I don't even exist.
In this house, I don't even exist.
You heard me. In this house, I'm a zero.
Eat shit, all of you. Go fuck yourselves.
Like I need this shit...
Mother?
What's wrong? Are you okay?
What is this, Claudia?
Did he take you to fancy hotels?
He used the fancy hotels as a bait and you fell for it.
How's it gonna be when there's no more fancy hotels?
Life isn't made of fancy hotels, is it?
Stop being against me.
You can't do this, you hear? You can't.
I won't let you destroy your life.
I will end that relationship even if it's that last thing I do in my life.
Do you hear me?
Mark my words.
-You're not making sense, Mother. -I'm worried about you...
You need some treatment...
-What's wrong with you? -Nothing.
I have nothing and I have no one.
I'm 33 and I've done nothing out of my life.
Pull the zipper.
I don't even have a man who looks at me.
All men look at you.
They just wanna fuck me.
Or do you think they take me to fancy hotels?
I'll never have a home, or a husband, or kids, or anything.
I only have you.
And you only have me.
I fuck your life, you fuck mine, and that's it.
Where's Claudia?
Her cunt is ill.
-Is it infectious? -I don't know...
Hey!
Hands off!
Has Abrantes been here? Have you seen him?
-No, not yet. -Fuck.
-Are you singing today? -Actually, I am.
Specially for you!
It's not worth it.
What? You too?
-Which song is it? -The one about the eagles.
-The Benfica one? -Nope, a classic.
You'll hear it, you'll feel it, and you'll weep, Ivete.
It would be best if you sang "First Great Love" by Tony and Susana.
I agree.
Did you visit Helena? What did she say?
She said the wheels are in motion. Everything's on the right track.
-Seriously? -If she says so!
What about me?
She said everything's fine.
Things are going well. You've been lucky!
We'll have to wait for the Sun to rise.
-The Sun is the Sun, woman! -Yeah.
I'm gonna give them the card before the Sun sets!
-What's wrong, Ivete? -I wonder why he doesn't answer my calls.
Why do I always do this shit? I must have something written on my forehead.
Don't be like that, sweetie!
Elisabete, I'll have the usual.
It's not you, it's them. They're all a bunch of bastards.
I don't get. Here we are, looking just fine, and no luck with the men.
Tell him to buzz off. He doesn't even like you.
He was the one who called me.
And I'm feeling good!
Is that so? Where do you feel good? Up here or down there?
Everywhere!
I'm so nervous!
And now, Sandra Vanessa and C�sar Chaves
singing "Oop Er"!
What?
Tequila and champagne shot!
Are you here alone?
You look abandoned.
Why were you looking at me?
Was I?
Yes.
-I was just looking, that's all. -Do you know who's singing?
Sandra, my best friend. You two look good together, don't you think?
Sandra sings as badly as fuck all hell.
There are certain things you just don't say to a chick, no?
Problem with that?
No problem.
It seems to me you have a problem.
If I were to talk about me, I'd have so much to say...
If you want to talk about anything at all...
...go ahead, I'm listening.
I'm a vault.
Do you sing?
No?
Well, you should. It would make you feel better.
"He who sings sends his troubles away."
Stop worrying!
Look at me.
Look at me or it won't work.
I'll sing this one...
How's my singing?
You don't remember me, do you, Ivete?
No.
Should I?
Did you go the the Yellow School?
Yes.
Wanna fuck?
What's going on? Has your girlfriend left you?
Tell me, how much do you charge?
I pity the poor bastards who have to pay to get laid.
Seatbelt, sweetie.
-I forgot my cellphone, Mum. -Oh, baby!
You'll have to do without it. Your Father is already late.
I don't get it. How did you manage to forget the cellphone?
What if I need to call you?
-Why would you do that? -Not a problem, I got this.
Doctor Vieira.
-Yes? -I need to talk to you.
You've been dating my daughter Claudia.
Banging a girl young enough to be your daughter.
I'm here to put a stop to it. Right now.
-I'm sorry, to end what? -This situation.
I must stand up for my daughter.
If necessary, I'll talk with your wife.
That's not gonna happen.
Listen, I don't want a scandal in front of my home.
You wanna talk with me? I'll talk with you.
But not here.
Where then, doctor?
Campo de Ourique Church. Tomorrow at three.
That'll be fine.
Who was that, Alberto? Who is she?
I don't know her. One of my students' Mother.
What is one of your students' Mother doing here?
Her daughter convinced her she's having an affair with me! Can you imagine?
See you later, my love. Have a good day at school.
Why didn't you tell me about that student?
Why would I? There's nothing to tell.
It's a classic. It's pathological. It's not to be taken seriously.
It's still very unpleasant. We live here and our daughter is here...
I don't like people like her just showing up without warning.
Yes, it's annoying. Sorry.
Alberto!
For now, you'll stop having that girl in your classes, OK?
OK.
She'll never be in your classes again.
-Take care of her, OK? -OK.
Is Dad awake? Is he talking yet?
Does he recognize people?
Did he ask for me?
Then I'm not going...
No, mother...
Don't insist.
Mother, calla Irene. Have her and her sisters go.
Dad will be very happy.
I'm not going, mother. No point in insisting.
You know perfectly well why I'm not going.
Sit the fuck down!
I'm sorry.
I can't talk right now. I have something to take care of. I'll call you later.
C'mon, Mum, don't be like that.
I'll call you later.
A kiss.
Is something wrong?
Troubles with my Father.
Business hasn't been going so well, man.
I'll sell the rest of the dope until the end of the week, OK?
Gimme a cigarette, please.
It's inconsiderate, I'll tell you that much.
In fact, I find it unacceptable.
I understand you, doctor.
But it can't be. I'm not stupid.
I wouldn't interfere with my daughter's life unless absolutely necessary.
I know exactly what I'm doing.
I can understand your interest in Claudia.
But I can't let her ruin her life because of you.
She wants to be with me as much as I want to be with her.
I may believe that your intentions are good and that you really like Claudia.
But we all know how these things end.
You're a doctor. Claudia is a nurse.
Claudia is still in medical school and you're a married doctor.
We've made sacrifices to have Claudia in that school.
My family and herself too. She's even working at a supermarket.
She worked like a slave to be able to afford school...
I wasn't expecting all of this!
-What did you expect, Dr? -I don't know, only now I realize...
-Oh, only now you realize... -You're Marcia, aren't you?
I am, indeed.
I recognized your voice.
Don't you remember me?
-I'm Beto. -I know who you are.
-Had you already recognized me? -As soon as I saw you.
Why didn't you say anything?
Because you didn't recognize me right away.
I wasn't surprised, though. You've left the neighborhood long ago.
I remember it all.
I remember our night together.
-In the "Plateau". -Yes, exactly.
-Is the "Plateau" still there? -I wouldn't know.
Mena was there too. Do you remember her?
Then you showed up and I immediately felt...
You took out of there and we spent the whole night together.
And in the morning, you took me back home.
I haven't forgotten that night.
Marcia, I love Claudia.
What do you love about Claudia?
Oh, Beto...
If you love her, there's only one thing for you to do.
Leave her now.
Now is the right time, things are still recent, and you won't hurt too much.
You have your life figured out.
You have a daughter that I'm sure you'd like to see growing up next to you.
You have a good wife. You have a comfortable life.
You'd kiss it all goodbye for Claudia?
Plus, Claudia has a fiance. The date for the wedding is set.
He's a good man, and he loves her.
He's from our neighborhood. Please don't interfere with that.
No need for anyone to hurt more than necessary.
But I'm completely in love with your daughter.
Claudia has suffered much in her life.
She's tough. But there are some things she may not handle.
I have also learned...
...that a professor is not allowed to date a student.
If certain people were to know about this affair, you'd be in trouble...
You could lose your job. Claudia would be safe, though.
I mean no harm to you, Beto. I don't want anything to happen to you.
But I surely won't have you ruining my daughter's life.
Give it some serious thought.
Nini! Come out here!
I've stepped on dog shit!
Stepped on shit, huh?
I step on shit and you laugh at me?
-Did you talk to him? -Yes.
Go get the hose so I don't walk inside with shit on my shoe.
Fuck this shit!
-Have you bought sardines? -No, they only had mackerel.
The clients aren't fond of grilled mackerel, though. Maybe we should marinate it.
-How much for the plate? -4 euros.
So, what happened, woman?
I gave him a warning.
Try not to get yourself into trouble.
Have you bought cuttlefish?
They didn't have cuttlefish. I bought squid instead.
We can cook stuffed squid. Mashed potatoes on the side.
Sounds good?
-Hey, be careful! -Just hosing the shit off your foot.
Here!
OK, that's enough!
Are you staying at my house tonight?
No.
It's a really good time for you to ask me that!
Really good time to be thinking about that!
How sensitive of you!
Here I am, in this sorry state, and you're thinking about... Oh, God!
What's up?
Are you having doubts?
No.
Your wife?
Have you told her?
Something weird happened.
Something I wasn't expecting.
Is your wife pregnant?
I understand she's worried.
Your wife?!
Your mother.
Who?!
Your mother.
My mother? What about her?
I met her.
You met my mother?! You met her?!
She came to talk to me.
Talk to you? What, are you friends now?!
She went to the university to talk to me.
When?!
Today.
Are you joking?!
Talk about what?!
What did she want?
She's worried.
She doesn't want us to be together. She says it's bad for you.
She's not fond of having her daughter messing around with a married man.
What an embarrassment!
I'm sorry, Alberto.
I'm sorry.
How could she do this to me?
Does she think I'm still a kid?
I'm sorry!
Did you bring the money?
The business is with my boss, now.
What's up, kid?
Cat ate your tongue?
What are you doing here?
You really thought you could fool me?
Am I a bitch, for you to try and fuck me in the ass?
You thought I liked you, didn't you?
You thought I was your friend, didn't you?
I don't like you, motherfucker!
I don't like you one bit!
I'm not your friend, kid.
Grab the package.
Half a kilo, huh?
Just what you owe me.
This coke is no good, though.
You still owe me 10,000 euros.
Got it?
I'll make a deal with you. Here's what we're gonna do:
You pay, you live.
If you don't...
If you try to escape, I'll pay your family a visit.
Got it?
Don't cry, you'll get over it.
Let's go.
OK, we're ready.
Let's take a look.
You may put it down now.
-Is it too hot? -No.
So, you were telling me about that fine. The interest rates went up, no?
That's what I told him.
It was 241 euros and now it's 308?
"It's the interest.", he said.
I said I had the document that proves I'm poor.
But he said I hadn't given him a copy of the document.
Then the other day, the county police knocked on my door.
"Do you remember when you were selling cakes on the stand?", they asked.
"Yes, I remember.", I replied.
Well, now I have two months to pay the fine.
Ms Isaura...
Have a look at this magazine. I'll be back right away.
Did Erica's brothers do this to you, Joao Carlos? Look at me!
Come in.
What happened?!
-That was a fine thing to do! -Shut up.
-Sit down. -Fuck...
You have cuts all over. What happened to you?
-Come on, let's go to the hospital. -No, we're not going to the hospital!
-You don't want to go to the hospital? -Go back inside!
Fuck!
Shit, Joao Carlos, in what mess have you gotten youself into?
What mess have you gotten yourself into?
Jesus, why do you always do this to me?!
If you weren't so beaten down, I swear I'd hit you myself!
-Joao Carlos, what happened to you? -Nothing.
You've been stealing!
If they put you in jail again, I'm not going to help you, do you hear me?!
Don't count on me anymore!
God, have you seen this?
Fortune that does not favor oneself is worthless for the sinner.
Would you mind explaining to me what's the matter with you, mother?
Tell me what crossed your mind.
Are you off your head?
Do you think it's normal?
Is it fair, what you did?
-Hush, your brother is there! -I don't give a fuck about that!
Have you lost your mind?! How did you have the nerve?!
-He is a Professor, mother! -Hush, the old woman might hear us.
What do I care? And you went to the University to speak to him?
Shut up, Claudia. We are not alone!
How could you do something like this to me, mother?
You've embarrassed me!
Why did you do this to me?
You betrayed me; you did it behind my back.
You passed me off as a 12-year-old child.
Chasing my boyfriend like this! Why?
Not your boyfriend, my child. He's your lover.
He's my boyfriend!
He's married. He's your lover.
He's married, but not for long.
-Do you know why? -Keep on dreaming, my child.
They mugged me, and my drug-dealer smashed my face.
Because I'm pregnant.
-They mugged you? -Yes!
You're pregnant?
He says he'll kill me if I don't pay him.
What?! How can you do this to me?!
All my life working for her, and this swine does this to me!
You are not going to have this child, you hear me?!
It's not for you to decide this... I'm 22!
Marcia! Marcia! Marcia!
Marcia... Marcia! Marcia!
Follow her and see where she's going.
She's going to Cesar's house.
Thank God!
Let me see.
How am I going to get so much dough?
You'll have to lend me some money, aunt.
I've told you many times not to get yourself into trouble, Joao Carlos!
I have 5000 euros in the bank, the 250 euros you gave me,
and 300 euros more for next month's expenses. That's all I have.
How much have you got?
I've got nothing.
You've got nothing.
Take your shoes off.
I can ask Djane for money, maybe she can give me some.
But you're not going alone to pay off that shit, I'm coming along.
All you do is create problems. You don't solve any.
I screwed up.
Lift your ass.
Do you think I'll put the money in your hands? What am I, a fool?
I'm going to help you out, but you'll have to promise this is the last time you fuck up.
I'm over with this shit.
Tamara, bring me the oil and vinegar, please.
Thank you.
Tamara, open the door, please.
Can I help you?
I'd like to speak with Dr Vieira. It's really urgent.
There's a woman who wants to speak with...
I heard her, Tamara. Thank you. You may go upstairs.
I apologize for the late hours, but it's a matter of life and death.
I have to speak with Dr Vieira.
-Tell him it's Marcia, please. -Pardon me, Marcia who?
-From the neighborhood Padre Cruz. -From the neighborhood...?
Padre Cruz. We went to school together.
I see. Come in then.
Alberto!
Ms Marcia from the neighborhood Padre Cruz is here. She says you went to school together.
There's no other way to tell you this.
You are having an affair with your own daughter.
Claudia is your daughter, and to cap it all, she's pregnant.
So this situation must stop now.
I have warned you so many times.
So many times... but you're so stubborn.
And I could not control her.
That's why now...
I want to spare her the upset of knowing she's having an affair with her own father.
Beto, I am telling you that Claudia is your daughter.
Did you hear me?
But... what is this?
How...?
How did you let things reach this point? You're crazy!
-You're crazy! -I'm not. I didn't do it out of evilness.
I did it out of love.
To protect my daughter. I thought that if she didn't know...
...it'd be as if it had never happened. Do you understand?
But it did happen. So now what do you want me to do?
Do not come near her again, do you hear me?
You will never see Claudia again.
If need be, I'll come here and kill you with my own hands,
and afterwards I'll kill myself and the secret will die with me.
I'm not kidding. I'll protect her until the end.
Leave Claudia alone!
She's got the right to be happy.
Don't you see she won't take such a blow?
Have I ever asked you anything, Beto? No, I never did.
Was I ever after you?
Now I ask you this:
Forget Claudia.
Never tell her you are her father, do you hear me?
You'd ruin her life.
If you love Claudia just a little, leave her alone.
I am begging you.
If you don't, I will get rid of you.
I'm not kidding.
Don't go picking a fight with me.
I'd do anything for my daughter.
I've nothing else to tell you.
Excuse me.
What did you do?
Did you have dinner?
I'm going to bed, I'm exhausted.
It's better if you come with me, Claudia.
I haven't finished watching this yet.
-Have you cleared the kitchen? -Yes.
I've been sleeping poorly lately.
You come in and, if I'm asleep, you wake me up.
And then I can't go back to sleep, Claudia.
Even if you don't turn up the light, you touching the bed is enough.
Don't worry, I will not wake you up.
Have you been watching TV the whole time?
Alright then...
Joca, careful with that glass.
Take it to the kitchen.
If you hit it, it will fall and break.
And why are all the lights on?
-Is it because of my mother? -No.
-I've spoken to her. I told her... -This has nothing to do with your mother.
What an embarrassement!
Tell me then.
Claudia, I love you very much.
I love you so much I can't stand seeing you in this position.
In this one, no? What about this one, better?
I love you so much...
...I do not want our love to go on like that.
Like that?
Like that... How?
Like that, with these secret encounters.
These encounters in secret. I don't want them.
Neither do I. Neither do I.
I love you so much!
I cannot maintain a relationship that does not give you dignity.
You deserve so much more.
I want you to know that I love you from the bottom of my heart.
-You love me? -I love you.
But my love for you changed. It's different now.
It's not that I stopped loving you. I love you even more.
But now I'm going to have to love you differently.
Differently?
In what way?
I'll never stop loving you.
You told your wife, didn't you?
And she said she'd kill herself?
I'm being terribly unfair to my wife.
I have a life with her.
We have a life together.
I had forgotten how much I love her.
How much I need her.
I've realized how much I need her.
You need her...?
How sweet!
I can't keep on betraying her.
I can't go on not being capable of looking her in the eyes.
We have a strong bond.
We are very close.
Our union is our life. It's more important than anything else.
I've reunited with Maria da Luz.
Is that so?
You went to a cafe and reunited with her, did you?
I can't stop loving her.
I can't do that to her, Claudia.
I can't desert her. She'd never get over it.
I love her. I can't leave my wife.
-So it's all over between us? -Yes.
If you felt that way, why have you fooled me all this time?
Because I love you.
All this show just to get laid with a girl?
-Why didn't you tell me before? -Because I didn't know.
What is it that you didn't know?!
That you were married?
That you were wearing that wedding ring?
I didn't know I needed my wife so badly.
You are telling me to fuck off, son of a bitch?
Is that what you're doing?
You are telling me to piss off?
Fuck you!
Hello...?
I need a taxi, please...
21 Rio Sabor Street, neighborhood Padre Cruz...
Joao Carlos...
Did you call a taxi?
Let me go alone.
I look good like this?
Let's go.
But this advance is only a guarantee I am giving you.
What about the rest?
Joao Carlos owes me 10,000 euros.
I promise I'll get you the money.
Please, Ms, do you think I need 3,000 euros?
I can get more.
It's not necessary.
How am I going to deal with this? With you or with Joao Carlos?
What do I have to do?
What are you willing to do?
Do you promise everything will be settled?
It depends on how much love you put into it.
When?
Now.
Now how...?
Now.
Now I can't.
I can talk to Joao Carlos.
Not in front of my nephew.
He's a grown-up already.
He doesn't mind.
Maybe he fancies watching, he might learn something.
Wouldn't you like it, buddy?
I'm speaking to you, damn it!
Pardon my language.
I don't want my nephew to be here.
It bothers you that he's here?
Yes.
Would you rather be alone with me?
Yes.
With no one watching?
Yes.
Would you give yourself more zealously if he wasn't here?
Yes.
Joao Carlos does not need to be here.
I'll do everything now.
Will you give yourself with all your affection now?
Do you want it now?
Say 'I want it now'.
Yes.
Yes, I want it now.
I want it now.
I want to pay off the debt now.
Beat it, kid.
Dance.
Wait. We need some music.
Sing.
You don't like karaoke?
Sing.
While you dance.
That's it. Wiggle it more.
Turn around.
Keep on singing, damn it.
Bend over more.
Turn around.
You look so lonely.
Kneel down.
Sing here to the microphone.
Ivete.
You are ugly.
You are old.
You were so gorgeous and now here you are with those sagging tits.
Suck it off.
That's it.
That's it, gently.
Gently!
Hey, don't you dare puking all over me.
I'll make you lick it clean with your own tongue.
You're not going to throw up, are you?
No.
Then suck on it.
Gently, gently.
That's it.
No teeth.
Gently.
Damn it! You can't even give a proper blow job! Go to the room.
On all fours.
Where is the room?
At the end, on the right.
Slowly.
That's it!
You are trying to save your nephew and yet he lied to you.
Did you know it?
He wasn't mugged.
He tried to rip me off. He tried to rob me.
Do you understand?
On the bed!
No, no. Turn over because like that you don't turn me on.
That's it.
That's much better.
I never considered killing Joca.
You know?
It's not worth it.
Let go off me!
Son of a bitch!
Let go off me! Let go off me!
Let's go.
I'm just going to call Nini.
We're coming.
She's fine. She's fine.
Would you like some milk?
OK.
To ease your nausea.
-You didn't bring anything else? -You only asked me for milk.
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