-Hi Dona Arlete! -Hi! You've just miss her.
What do you mean?
-Clarinha left with Sheila. -What Sheila?
You called and said you're sick.
I'm not sick, I didn't call today...
I don't have a neighbor called Sheila...
-What? -What do you mean?
Where's my daughter?
Why says Sylvia her daughter was kidnapped from your school?
I don't know, detective.
-She called me and said she was sick. -She who? -Sylvia.
That's not what she's telling me.
Well... So somebody called up pretending to be her.
-Who did? -How do I know?
She knew my name... I don't know.
You mean you give the kids to anyone?
-Not anyone! -So to whom? -Sheila! -Who's Sheila?
Sylvia's neighbor!
Sylvia told us she doesn't know a Sheila.
Maybe it was another name... I just remember Sheila.
My memory's not so good... Maybe something else. Sonia...
Please, was it Sheila or not?
I don't know.
-You seem pretty confused. -I'm a bit.
Look at my situation...
Your case doesn't look good to be honest.
Once more.
Who was the woman who fetched the girl instead of her mother?
Oh God, there are so many mothers calling me all the time,
you can't be sure it's really them talking!
She told me it was Sylvia!
You must know if what they say is true!
How can you hand a young child to a stranger in Rio de Janeiro?
She wasn't a stranger, OK?
The girl ran over to her, jumped up into her arms,
all friendly like.
I'm not crazy!
-How old is Clara? -Six.
Six.
-Who took her to school today? -My husband, Bernardo, her father.
-And what does your husband do? -He's an inspector for a bus company.
And you? Unemployed.
When was the last time you saw your daughter?
Today at lunchtime. When she left for school.
And do you suspect anybody might have pretended to be your neighbor?
No, nobody. If I had, I'd have gone after them already.
-Is there anybody who might want to harm you? -No.
-Or your husband? -No. Listen...
-Any argument in your building over parking, loud music etc... -No, nothing.
I'm sure it was a mistake! They got the wrong girl.
A kidnapping, maybe. But they got the wrong girl,
because we don't have any money, nothing. You understand?
I do, Sylvia, let's get back to the questions here.
How long have you been married?
What difference does that make?
What kind of relationship do you have with your husband? -It's just fine!
-Do you think he might have a lover, perhaps? -No!
-No? -No!
-You're sure? -I don't know.
You know or not?
I don't know, maybe, he acts kind of strange sometimes.
And do you suspect anybody?
No, I can't say for sure, it's just a hunch.
Right. And what about you?
Do you have, or have you ever had, a lover?
Enough of this.
The detective? Bernardo?
Just a second.
Detective?
Bernardo, the girl's father.
Please.
Excuse me.
Rosa Maria Corréa.
It was her. She kidnapped my daughter.
She thinks this is some kind of joke.
She's playing with me, but it's a crime.
I need your help, I don't know what to do.
Alright! We're working on it. Who is this Rosa Maria Corréa?
Rosa's going to Oswaldo Cruz station.
She set up a meeting with me,
she is trying to scare me.
She thinks it's a game. She'll show up there with my daughter.
-What time did she say? -7pm
-7pm, Oswaldo Cruz station, right? -Yes, sir.
And what's your relation to this woman, Rosa Maria Corréa?
Is she your lover?
How long have you been carrying on this affair, Bernardo?
A year... I can't believe she's doing this to me.
-I don't think she'll come. -I don't know what to do.
You know where she lives?
With her parents, but I don't think she's there.
Do you have any idea where she might be, right now?
Well, we can stall at her house.
Where is it?
Marechal Hermes.
Let's go.
Who is it?
This time of night?
Yes?
Could I talk to you a minute, ma'am?
Yes?
Rosa, Rosa!
Come here, somebody wants to talk to you.
Rosa, come here, darling.
Has something happened?
Rosa?
You're accused of kidnapping Clarinha, Bernardo's daughter.
Detective? Rosa.
Your name?
Rosa.
Complete name, lady.
Rosa Maria Corréa.
-Age? -25.
-Marital status? -Single.
Profession?
I worked in telemarketing.
-Worked? -I quit.
Put "unemployed", Souza.
So tell me, where's the girl?
What girl?
Clara, Bernardo and Sylvia's daughter.
I dunno what you're talking about.
The girl was kidnapped from school by you. We already know.
No way! What are you talking about?
OK, look.
Rosa, we know about your involvement with Bernardo.
Kidnapping is a crime, but if we settle this quickly,
I think they won't denounce you.
All they want is their daughter back, nice and safe.
I've got nothing to do with this.
Yeah, right. We'll try again then. Bernardo, you know, right?
I know a Bernardo, but not if it's the same one.
You've been having an affair with him?
I used to.
You like screwing married men?
No need to answer.
Didn't you want to meet him at Oswaldo Cruz Station at 7 o'clock?
Yeah.
And you planned going there with his kid?
No, what you talking about?
OK then. Don't go anywhere.
Ma'am, do you recognize this woman as being the Sheila that...
She's the one! It was you, wasn't it?
It was me. I took her, but I don't know where the girl is.
-Didn't I tell you? -OK, thank you.
-You go home and get some rest. -All right then.
You might think about a new job, running a school I have my doubts.
-Call me if you need me. -Just don't disappear.
-Where's the girl? -I don't know.
It's the truth, I only did what I was told.
I gave her to another woman.
She asked me to, and I did it. I didn't harm the girl.
-Another woman? -Yeah. -What woman?
-Nice to meet you, Betty. -Rosa.
I know your name is Rosa.
What do you want?
I want you to do something for me.
My man is cheating on me with some married bitch, a real slut.
They meet when her husband meets his whore but I won't tell you who it is.
-Right, honey? -What you talking about?
I know you're Bernardo's lover, don't give me that.
That's your problem, it's none of my business.
It's your problem.
The problem is Sylvia, his wife, your little friend.
I don't know what Mario sees in her, she treats him like shit.
What has this to do with me?
-I'll teach the bitch a lesson and you'll help me! -Me? -Yeah.
It'll be a nice lesson for your "sugar daddy" too.
You know the girl, right, their kid?
So...
I'm going to call the school, tell them I'm Sylvia,
that I'm sick or something, and that my neighbor, you, Sheila,
will pick up the girl.
You go get the girl and bring her to me, you got it?
With that sour look off your face, I'm not going to hurt the kid.
Just teach them a lesson, that's all.
Disappear with her for 24 hours.
Just to give the mother a fright. Then I'll give her back
with a little note telling the whore to keep away from my man.
Do it yourself.
Yeah, right, I just go up and walk off with the kid?
Don't be stupid. The girl's never seen me before.
You go.
She knows you, Rosa.
-I'm not going to do it, no way. -I'm not fooling around here.
Lower your voice when you talk to me.
If you don't go, I'll go tell Sylvia you're having an affair with Bernardo.
You'll lose him and I know you wouldn't want that.
You're no good, just like her.
It's no big deal. Finish the drink I paid for.
And where did this Betty go with the kid?
How do I know? I just got the girl and handed the kid over to her.
She said she just wanted to scare them.
She said she lives near me.
Inspector, go to this bar and see if anybody knows this Betty.
It's near the station.
OK.
And you'll stay here. Anyway, what you did is a crime,
we'll find out how big a crime after we get the girl back.
Excuse me.
Sure.
Any news, detective?
No, Bernardo, unhappily, no sign of the girl yet.
I asked you to in because I need more details
of your involvement with Rosa, a few things I don't understand.
It's a routine affair. These things happen.
Sex without any involvement, that sort of thing-Routine.
Men do things like that. It's... unavoidable.
It's what happen to us, you know what I'm talking about, right?
No. I don't, Bernardo.
I met Rosa at Oswaldo Cruz Station.
I never hid the fact that I had a wife and a kid.
Never.
Hi honey! Good morning!
Come on.
Let daddy sleep a little more.
Rogério Ceni is the only decent player...
I don't want to talk about these fucking players,
We'll never get a decent team.
Saturday is the game, right?
-I won't be there. -Why?
I work, you remember?
Work, my ass. I saw the schedule, you're off.
I work, buddy. At least Sylvia thinks I do.
No way, man. You're a real son of a bitch.
Who is it, Bernardo?
This girl I met, man.
-Give me all the details. -A chick from Marechal,
real juicy piece of ass.
-What's her name? -Rosa.
-So hot.
-When will I meet her? -Never. You're worse than a vulture.
-Don't be so stingy man. -Stingy, my ass.
-And keep your mouth shut, if Sylvia finds out... -No way.
My lips are sealed.
But tell her to get two of her friends to go out with us on Sunday.
Two girls, man?
Who was it?
I don't know.
Why didn't you answer it?
I have to get some sleep honey, I'm up early to go to work.
Calling at this time of night? Who would do that?
-Probably a wrong number. -Wrong number?
Or Wander with nothing better to do.
Let me see.
Let you see? You're not seeing a thing, no way.
-You hiding something from me? -No, but you may not spy my phone.
-I've told you before. -No, you haven't.
So look who it was then.
Never saw the number before.
So call back and ask.
I'm not calling anyone now.
-It might be important. -Then they'll call again!
-I have to get some sleep, Sylvia. -OK!
-Good night. -Good night, honey.
I love you.
Won't you turn off the light?
You going to sleep with your phone?
Aren't you going to sleep?
I'm not sleepy anymore.
You're going to smoke here in the bedroom?
Smoking in the bedroom! How many times did tell you?
Stinks up the whole place!
You going to turn that on? Why turn that on, Sylvia!?
It'll only spread the smell all around.
-Is it PMS, is that it? -I wish.
Must be the lack of something to do.
Could be.
My God, so much energy to waste.
Yeah, must be, cooped up energy. My husband just sleeps the whole time.
You're the one
who stopped using the bad except for sleeping...
Want to arguer?
I thought you were tired.
Want to stall a fight?
I don't want you to end your marriage.
I just want us to be able to keep seeing each other.
You keep seeing me.
-I'm not sure I want that anymore. -Come on. Stop that.
Stop talking like that, we can meet.
Let's meet tomorrow?
I'll wait for you at 6:30 outside of the apartment, OK?
Does that means yes?
Does it?
Huh?
Tomorrow, 6:30 at the apartment, OK?
I never knew it was so easy to buy a gun.
What are you talking about?
Yeah.
I thought you had to...
Like, have a gun permit, right?
Should be.
What do you mean, you're thinking about buying a gun?
I already did.
You bought a gun?
Yeah.
A revolver.
Really small, you know? A woman's gun.
What do you mean?
You serious? You're not joking? You bought a gun, what for?
You're getting me scared. Why did you buy a gun?
For self-defense. Self-defense?
You going to walk around with a gun, everywhere you go?
-I don't know. -What do you mean?
That's a crime, you can't go around carrying a gun, you'll be arrested.
That'd suit you fine, huh?
Me being arrested, handcuffed.
Sure solve your problem, huh?
Me in jail.
Don't kid around.
Seriously, you bought a gun, just like that?
You have a gun here?
In your purse, you have it here? In your purse?
Don't look at me like that, stop scaring me, have you got a gun in your purse?
For God's sake, isn't that girl going to eat?
Playing ball at dinner time?
What kind of education are you giving her?
The same as you, honey.
Clarinha, listen daddy.
Stop playing ball and come have dinner.
Please, dad...
Anyway, who got that ball tor her?
Rita's friend, Silvia. Do you remember her?
No.
She has her dentist nearby, so she comes by sometimes
and she brought the ball for Clarinha.
-I don't know Rita's friends. What's her name? -Silvia.
-Sylvia's your name. -I know, my name's Sylvia.
But mine is with y and her's with i.
-What's she look like? -She's pretty, young.
White-skinned. Red hair, short.
A small mole near her mouth. Pretty.
I don't know a white-skinned, red-haired girl with a mole.
And I don't want you taking anything else from her.
And if she insists, you call the police.
Come on, Bernardo! What if she tells the truth...
-But she's not! -How you know?
I just do. I know! You see all these things on TV,
and we shouldn't trust strangers.
Bad things happen when you least expect them.
OK, Bernardo! OK!
Promise me you won't talk to this woman anymore.
I promise.
After that I hardly saw her anymore.
Until she called yesterday
and wanted me to come to Oswaldo Cruz Station today at 7pm.
And you'll go?
-She promised it would be the last time. -And you believed her?
Bernardo, is there anything else you'd like to add, something I should know?
I don't know.
There's one thing, but I don't think it's important.
Well, if it isn't important...
Maybe.
Tell me.
I got this call, not long ago, from a woman.
She said her husband, her boyfriend...
according to her, was my wife's lover, Sylvia's lover.
They'd meet in the afternoons when I was at work,
but I just thought Rosa had made it up.
That she had got a friend to call and hassle me.
Rosa drove me nuts at the time.
And the person who called, what did she want? Just tell you?
To scare me. She said if I went home I'd find them both in bed.
-I hung up on her. -Don't you think it might be true?
No, I trust Sylvia, she would never cheat on me.
So, why are you telling me then?
OK. Let's go.
Bernardo, this person that called you, did she tell you her name?
Do you remember?
I think so...
It was a short name...
Bia...
gawk.
Bia, Betty...
I don't know, it could be something else, like Jane maybe.
Bel... Betty... I dunno detective, I only remember a short name.
-Ok, and this person didn't call again? -Never again.
Right.
Bernardo, I think that's it.
Go home, get some rest,
take your wife and if anything comes up we'll give you a call.
Thank you.
Excuse me, could I talk to you a minute?
Sure.
I know that woman. What is she doing here?
Has she anything to do with it?
We're still checking. How do you know her?
Silvia, she's my friend.
-Have you known her a long time? -No, we met recently.
Where did you meet her?
She has her dentist in the neighborhood.
We became friends, she's Rita's friend, Bernardo knows her too.
-Are you sure about this? -Yeah.
I mean, no, I'm not sure.
I don't know because...
when she showed up I didn't recognize her right away
but I doubt she's involved in Clarinha's disappearance, no way.
Why didn't you mention her before?
-I need to talk to you. -Excuse me...
What's up?
We checked the whole area.
Nobody has ever heard of this Betty.
Nor of any woman who fits her description.
Do the following: Tell the guys to keep looking
this woman might just show up.
Let Sylvia finish her statement.
Leave it to me.
Fuck. I'm turning into a marriage counselor.
-I didn't join the force to do that. -That's true.
Have someone make coffee and get that broad.
I'll put some pressure on her.
Let's start.
You know what this is?
Coffee.
Very good, coffee. But it's not just any old coffee.
This is police coffee.
In other words, this coffee is lousy, lukewarm.
I hope you tell me everything before it it is too late.
Look, this is...
a real lousy coffee, I'll drink it slowly, you get me?
A sip at a time, which means it's going to cool quickly.
I don't know where you're headed with this stuff about coffee.
I'm trying to say you shouldn't waste your time,
you mustn't waste my time,
because we've been over the whole area
so we know Betty doesn't exist.
She's a great character, congratulations to your imagination.
You didn't look hard enough.
Rosa,
you've probably seen on TV, read in the newspapers, magazines,
books... You read books?
No problem. But you've probably seen on TV
that the police aren't usually very friendly,
very nice to people who try to fool them.
Here inside the station, things can get ugly.
Of course, now and then,
we get somebody innocent, beat them up and congressmen,
NGOs, human right groups
they all make a lot of noise.
But every now and then we're lucky and get some tramp
a criminal, like you,
nobody feels sorry for, no way.
In other words, I can get you to tell me what I want to know...
I can break your teeth, your fingers,
no one will ever complain.
Because in this country, in this city,
rapists, people who beat up old folks,
mistreat children, abuse children.
The Beast from Duque de Canes,
the Realengo school killer... Nobody feels sorry for them.
People will be on our door in order to lynch you.
I can make help you if you collaborate...
I'll tell you.
Please, do so.
I didn't tell you the whole truth, but I didn't lie either.
Betty really exists, only I'm not sure if her name is Betty.
You want to know where the kid is?
She's safe.
Nobody harmed her.
I'll tell you everything.
Are you following me?
Who, me?
-Yeah. -No.
What a pity.
I mean, maybe.
-Are you or not? -Yeah, lam.
What for?
To know your name, that's all.
-Just my name? -Yeah.
-Dhalia. -Dhalia?
My, sure is different, pretty.
Thank you.
Not really, it's Rosa.
Right, I knew it wasn't Dhalia.
Rosa, my name is Bernardo.
-Nice meeting you. -Nice meeting you too.
All you wanted was to know my name, really?
To begin with, sure.
You...
Where you going?
-Home. -Home? Where do you live?
-Marechal. -Marechal?
If you follow me to the next station I can give you a ride in my car.
Don't look at me like that, maybe my car's old, but...
Convertible, classy, you'll like it.
-Does it smell of gas? -My Car?
Yeah.
Does it?
I can't deny that, it's old, right. It reeks of gasoline.
I love the smell of gasoline!
-You're kidding, you like the smell of gasoline? -Yeah.
-So that's perfect! -But I don't know anything about cars.
I can't see what the label is.
No need, if you just like the smell of gas.
How about it then?
Come on, let me give you a ride. I'll explain everything, let's go.
OK.
Bernardo.
Rosa.
-This is your apartment? -No.
-No? -No.
Why didn't you take me to your place?
-You live with someone? -Yeah.
-Who? -My mother.
-Aren't you a bit old for that? -My mother's all alone.
Old, sick, you know?
She needs someone to look after her.
To us.
-And who's place is this? -A friend's.
-Is he going to show up? -No.
He lives at his girlfriend's place.
We have the place for ourselves.
Cute.
Do we have the whole night?
Practically, more or less.
What do you mean, more or less?
I have to go home, right, I can't leave my mother by herself.
Yeah, right.
Your uniform?
Yeah.
You like it?
-What's this? -Nosey.
-You work for this company? -Yeah.
Doing what?
It's right there, look.
-You're a bus driver or a conductor? -Nope... I'm their boss.
So, you're...
-Sorry. -Let it be.
Let's put it right here.
-Sorry. -No problem.
You look good in this shirt.
You should see me without it.
Really?
So let me see.
You're kinda right.
-Hi. -Hi.
-You work here? -Yeah.
Wanderlei.
Wanderlei. Wonder!
Wonder.
Do you know Bernardo?
-Bernardo? -Yeah.
-Of course I do, Bernardo. -Could you get him for me?
Why not?
Because he left already.
I don't know his working hours.
He should be here now, only he had to go out.
His wife called and he had to...
Something with his daughter.
His wife.
-He's married? -As married as can be.
No... Bernardo from Sao Paulo.
From Sao Paulo, Bernardo, that's him.
Same guy, my friend.
You're sure he's married?
What's your name?
Rosa.
Rosa! You sure are pretty.
He told me about you, about you two.
-He did? -Yeah.
You're his newest flame, right?
And he didn't tell you he's married? Bernardo's a real bastard.
But don't tell him I told you, OK?
You didn't hear it from me, right? He's my buddy.
Keep your mouth shut, OK?
You did me a favor. Take it easy.
Bye, I have to go.
Why did you lie to me?
What do you mean?
You said you lived with your sick mother.
I know you have a wife and a young daughter.
I didn't want to lose you, Rosa.
I thought if I told you right away, you wouldn't go with me.
That's all, I'm sorry.
I didn't lie.
I just wasn't going to tell you right now.
When were you going to tell me?
Huh?
You wanted to screw me until you're fed up and then tell me.
No way.
I like you a lot.
Really.
There was a reason we met.
I really like you, I didn't want to lose you, that's all.
-And your wife? -What about my wife?
You like your wife?
Rosa, I love my wife.
I don't know what's going to happen between us two.
But I really want you.
I want to enjoy it, just be with you.
I don't know what will happen later.
Let things happen.
Can't we be together?
It's nice, we have a good time.
I wasn't going to lie to you.
Really.
I don't like lies.
Neither do I.
I don't mind being your lover, for the time being.
I don't know what will happen later.
-If I still want you. -Yeah? -Yeah.
-But you must promise one thing. -Whatever you want.
That you won't lie to me again.
I won't lie to you again, I promise.
Nor stop seeing me.
Never. I'll never stop seeing you.
Really.
I want you.
-No, no! -Please.
-Without it. -Not without it.
I take the pill, it's safe.
-Not without it. -But it's safe.
No!
Don't do this.
-It feels so good. -Don't do it.
Don't, come on.
I want to take two months off,
get the car and head up the coast all the way to Recife.
You know, stopping along the way.
No stress, no headaches, nothing.
Just having a good time, you know?
Free, without thinking about any problems.
-I dream about it all the time. -Do it.
But,
no sleeping in hotels,
no sleeping in motels.
-No sleeping in nothing. -Where will you sleep?
Right here in the car.
-Like this? -Like gypsies, like this.
Right.
Gazing at the stars, the ocean breeze
together.
Me and you, cuddled up together.
-Me? -Of course.
You'll come with me?
-I'll go. -Let's do it? -Sure.
Great.
-And your wife? -What about her?
What are you going to tell her?
I don't know...
Not sure.
Sometimes I make plans with you too.
I know I shouldn't, but...
It just happens, before I know it, I'm thinking.
You think that's bad?
But you don't think I should fool myself, right?
Sylvia?
Yes, that's me.
Sylvia...
Clarinha!
Yes.
I can't believe this, what a coincidence!
Remember me?
-No, I don't, you are... -Silvia.
Yes, I'm Sylvia.
-No, I'm Silvia too. -Oh, sorry.
I'm Rita's friend, remember?
-Rita? -Yeah, Rita.
Rita... Ritinha?
Yes.
-Really, from school? -Right, that's it.
-You used to go there too? -No, we just met one day.
Me, you, and Clarinha.
She's so cute! She's hardly changed.
She was just younger.
I'm sorry, help me, where did we meet? I don't...
Your husband was there too.
-His name is Bernardo? -Bernardo, exactly.
I think it was at this Penha festival.
-Our Lady of Penha? -Yeah...
I can't believe this is coincidence, I've been walking around for ages.
-Could I have a glass of water? -Of course.
Come on, let's get her some water. I'll be right back.
Could I ask you another favor?
I'm really desperate, may I use your bathroom?
-Sure. -No problem?
-I don't want to impose. -No problem, come in.
You don't have visitors?
I'm home alone all day with my daughter.
Thanks a lot, what a relief.
Don't mention it.
-Nice place you've got here. -Oh, don't mind the mess.
It's not a mess.
-This area is great, huh? -It's fine.
-You can't tell from the outside. -You can't, no. -That's good.
I'm making some coffee, why don't you sit down?
-Won't I be bothering you? -Of course not.
-Have you seen Rita recently? -No.
I don't know when it was.
-It's been a long time. -I miss her.
I don't know what she up to, where she's living or anything.
She's still with the same guy?
-As far as I know... -What? Yes or no?
Stupid question anyway.
They were always fighting.
Breaking up all the time.
Terrible!
-Do you live around here? -No, I go to the dentist nearby.
A couple blocks from here.
-There's a dentist here? -Yeah, there is.
Will you have to go again?
Plenty of times. Root canal.
That takes a while...
Well,
if you're around and need anything...
-Oh, thank you. -You're welcome.
-What a coincidence, huh? -I can't believe it.
WOW!
Rita, who'd have thought.
I think the whole world is going to end today.
You think your wife is getting suspicious?
Yeah.
And she accepts it?
In a way, she won't have sex with me... at home.
Aren't you afraid she'll find a lover too?
Sylvia?
I doubt it.
I wouldn't be so sure if I were you.
Enough talking. Come on.
Enough. Come on.
What's that?
Stop it, stop it, hey.
And there, I've lost track of the game.
-I'm all dizzy all of a sudden. -Really?
-Really. -Your blood pressure?
No, it's just when I drink, I sometimes get dizzy.
I'll get you some water.
Man!
I feel sick, I think I'm going to throw up.
Don't do it in front of me. I'm terrified of vomit.
No, seriously.
Here, drink this water.
Thanks.
-The best thing there is. -What?
-Water. -For sure.
-You want to take a shower? -No, of course not.
Sure, take a shower- You'll feel refreshed,
a whole new you, I'm sure of it.
You think so?
Of course! I'll get you a towel.
Feeling better?
More or less.
You want to lie down?
-No, I shouldn't. -Lie down, it'll do you good.
OK, but which side do you sleep on?
You can pick any side you want, no big deal.
-I sleep on that side. -Yeah?
You know, I'm a little drowsy too, right now.
-Lie down for a bit. -Yeah.
I think I can, just for a bit, before going to pick up Clarinha.
You bitch!
Filthy whore!
I don't want to ever see you near my wife again!
-What are you talking about? -What am I talking about?
What do you think? Don't pretend you don't know.
-Why go to my house? -Leave me alone!
You think this is some kind of joke?
You want me to leave you?
-Let me go! -Let you go? No way!
If you want me to let you go, you'll never see my face again!
You do that! Get out of my life! Go on, disappear!
Is that what you want? No way!
You want me inside you!
Whore!
Take off your panties!
-Take off those fucking panties! -Stop it! Stop!
Take off your panties!
Go on, quick.
Take off your fucking panties.
Open your legs.
Open your fucking legs.
-Open your legs. -Stop it!
So open them.
That's it, more, I want to see, deep down, open them.
Now tell me.
You want me to hit you again?
-I want to leave. -My ass what you want!
You want me to stick it inside you. Come closer.
Repeat after me:
"I want you to fuck me!"
-I want you to fuck me. -Louder!
-I want you to fuck me! -That's it! Now come here. Ask me:
-"Please please" -Please.
-"Please" -Please.
That's it! Now tell me:
"Please, I want you to fuck me."
Please, I want you to fuck me.
-"For the rest of my life". -For the rest of my life.
Now, together: "I want you to fuck me for the rest of my life-".
I want you to fuck me for the rest of my life.
Well, that's just too bad.
Stop it, stop, stop it...
Promise me you'll never talk to my wife again.
You promise?
Hi, you got telephone cards?
We've got 10, 20 and 40 calls.
Give me a 40.
And a soda.
-Could I talk to you for a second? -What is it, huh?
If you wanna convert people for the church, forget it, OK?
-No, take it easy. -Jesus, good for you.
I've told you I'm not pure. I've sent the letter.
Don't come here hassling me.
I just wanted to ask you a favor.
Am I a fucking savior for loonies?
-What you want? -Can you make a call for me?
You try to pull some scam on me?
Not on you, no way.
Come on, it won't take a minute, here.
I'll give you this.
Hello.
-Dude... -Bernardo.
You going to keep bugging me?
Hey, Bernardo.
This is Betty.
You don't know me, but I know you.
And I know that no-good slut of a wife of yours, Sylvia,
is fucking my man.
They've been having an affair for I don't know how long.
You don't believe me?
So leave where you are now and go home.
Leave wherever you are right now and go home.
See if she isn't fucking my man in your bed, asshole!
You are a stupid cow and if you don't do something about it...
I'll break her teeth and make her swallow them and her tongue too.
She might know how to butt fuck, but she doesn't know how to fight.
Rosa, my ass, man.
What Rosa?! My name is Betty. I already told you.
Besides being an asshole you're deaf too, damn it!
If... He hung up.
-Do you want me to call again? -No sweat.
What's up?
I want to tell you something, but don't misunderstand me.
You can tell me.
Well, I don't know it you've noticed, but ever since we started to meet...
I've son of changed.
-You cut your hair. -Yeah, that's one thing.
But, in fact, I've changed a lot.
And I'd like to thank you.
For what?
I don't know.
I think you kind of woke me up, you know?
I don't know, my relationship with Bernardo is at a place...
in which we either stay together or split up, you know?
-Yeah. -Yeah!
I know I'm to blame too. I haven't been good to Bernardo.
I somehow lost my attraction for him.
That's normal, Sylvia.
You've been married for so long.
But he's kinda grown more distant because of it, right?
It's just that recently, our relationship has changed.
And I think it's because you showed up.
-Me? -Yeah.
You. Me getting to know you.
I don't know.
He's noticing that I've changed, I'm more accessible.
And then, yesterday, when he got home,
we had sex like...
Like we haven't had in years.
Like old times!
I think our love...
is much stronger now,
we're closer together than ever.
I think you're partly responsible for these changes.
Crazy, isn't it?
You think I'm being silly?
No, not at all.
What are you doing here? Come here, Rosa!
You're avoiding me.
I told you not to come here.
What are you doing here? Come in!
-What are you doing here? -You're avoiding me.
I'm not! I just haven't had time.
Get in, Rosa, get in!
Go on, tell me.
You don't want to see me anymore and are afraid to tell me.
-I just need time to think, Rosa. -About what, your mind is made up.
And how do you know that?
Do you by any chance think about leaving your wife to be with me?
-Do you? -No.
Honey, for God's sake, your marriage is over, anybody can see that!
-Give us a chance. -Are you crazy?
Your relationship has no future.
That's exactly what I've been thinking about, Rosa.
And I'm the one who doesn't have a future?
Is that it?
-My period is overdue. -What?
-It is. -What did you say?
-My period is late. -What do you mean, your period is late?
You take the pill. You told me you take the pill!
Well, I forget sometimes.
-You forget? -It's normal. Rosa, this is not a joke.
I'm not joking! You know what you have to do it this is true?
What?
Rosa! I've got a family!
I have... I have a daughter! I have my own life, shit!
I can't go having kids all over the place.
-Hold it! You want me to get rid of it? -It's the only thing we can do.
-I don't want to do that. -What?
Don't want to get rid of it? You don't even know if you're pregnant!
You don't even know... Get out of the car!
-Here? -Get out of the car, here. -No, wait, calm down.
Go buy a test... and come back when you've got the result!
Get out, go on!
Get out, go on! You're crazy.
I'm going to pee in my pants!
-Just a second! -What's taking you so long in there?
-Rosa! -I'm going!
Finally, Bernardo!
Listen, I did the test.
It's positive.
I wouldn't joke about this, I'm serious.
I won't get rid of it. I'll have this baby and you won't stop me.
Take it easy, he won't even know who the father is.
You can keep your family, your life, your wife.
If you're lucky, even I'll forget who the father is.
And don't look me up anymore.
I'll accept not having you, but I want the baby.
I won't answer your calls. I won't talk to you.
And if you insist, I'll move, get a new phone number.
No problem, I'll get it.
Yes?
Good afternoon. Can I talk to Rosa, please?
OK, just a minute please.
Rosa?
There's some guy outside wanting to talk to you.
Go on, honey!
-Hi. -Hi.
What do you want?
I want to talk to you, let's go.
Talk then.
No, come here.
-Talk from where you are. -Take it easy, I just want to talk.
Just talk, come on.
Come on.
Just a minute.
-There, now talk. -Not with the gate between us, Rosa.
Come out for just a bit.
What do you want?
I'm worried about you.
Really, I'm worried about you, Rosa.
I want to take you to a real doctor.
These drugstore tests, they're not reliable.
-I know. -So let's go to the doctor.
He's a friend of mine.
We'll do proper tests to find out if you really are pregnant.
-I'm not getting rid of it. -I'm not talking about that.
Just come with me. First we do the tests.
We can't argue over something we're not sure of.
We'll go there, do everything properly.
We don't even know if you're pregnant. Let's talk it over later.
Let's go, come in?
-What, now? -Right now.
He said he'd fit us in this afternoon.
We'll do the test, everything, take it easy.
Let's go?
Come on, put your shoes on and we can go.
Linhares!
Long time.
-Thanks for seeing us. This is Rosa. -Come in, please.
Are you afraid of blood tests?
-I just don't like needles. -I know how it is.
Look the other way.
It can be rather unpleasant.
Go on.
Look at him over there.
-Hey, take that out. -Calm down.
NO, stop! Stop, stop! Stop... stop.
Put her over here.
-Calm down. -What are you doing to me?
Hey.
You'll be fine.
Calm down.
Get some rest now.
Good night.
Faster.
We're going fast enough, honey. Hold on, hold on.
Look who's coming.
Alice?
-Your friend, want to play with her? -Yeah.
So go on then. Go on, be careful getting down.
Alice!
Hey, Silvia.
You've disappeared.
-I was sick. -Anything serious?
No, I'm better now. Sit down, let's talk. I've missed you.
-Where's Clarinha? -Playing with her friends.
-Honey. -I got her a present.
Really? Come here, honey.
Hi, Clarinha.
You remember mommy's friend?
You remember me?
I brought you a present.
Look.
What could it be?
Hold on, so you can open it. I want to see.
What could it be?
It's all wrapped up.
-Here. -Let mommy hold the box.
Take it.
How pretty!
Bernardo, I want to ask you something.
I know things aren't all that great between us.
I know you're tired, I'm too.
But I want to see you one last time.
I don't know, we'll just look at each other, if we'll talk...
if we'll kiss and then make love, I don't know.
I just want to see you one last time.
And, afterwards, I promise, I'll never look you up again in my whole life.
One last time, tomorrow at seven.
At the station where we met.
I went pee-pee.
Now?
Why didn't you tell me you had to go to the bathroom?
Come here, hurry up.
Could be this one, huh?
Let's go?
Come on.
You want to drink?
-Yes drink. -What do you want to drink?
Orange juice.
Do you have orange juice?
Yeah.
-How much is it? -2 Rs.
Drink your juice and just wait here, OK?
You stay here, OK?
Let's go? Come on.
May I cut a lock of your hair?
-What for? -To remember you by. May I?
Yeah.
Turn around, then.
Don't move, OK?
Just a little lock of hair.
Look ahead.
Hi, honey, good evening.
Good evening.
Are you hungry?
No.
There's meat in the refrigerator.
There's rice, beans.
Fry yourself an egg if you want.
Who could that be, at this time of night?
Hello?
Good evening.
Could I talk to you a minute, ma'am?
Rosa.
Rosa, honey, they want to talk to you.
Rosa.
The defendant Rosa Maria Corréa
also stated she does not regret what she did
and does not want to talk about it.
When asked how she got the gun,
she said buying one was easier than she imagined.
She stated that she has no interest in what will happen to her.
Said she didn't want a lawyer nor any form of defense,
being aware of what she did
and requests no pardon.
That's all she said.