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Do you wanna say a prayer or can we bury her?

You can bury her.

Go in peace.

We did what we could, darling.

We came this far, right? We're with you until the end.

Kisses.

So now? Who is straight?

Who is lesbian?

Who is transvestite? Who is transsexual?

Who is male? Who is female?

Who is Black? Who is White? This is where everything ends.

All this fight against gender identity, sexual orientation

All this fight... look where it all ends.

And then?

What now?

What else matters to you now?

Come on! Next!

Get out, I don't like it You are deluded

- So you don't like cock, ma'am? - I like cock.

- So you can go out with me, shall we? - Oh no, you're a transvestite!

- What? You like cock, I have one. - No, I like men.

Wait! You have to decide what you like.

Either you like a man or you like cock!

No.

No, no way, for God's sake!

Well, he is a man.

- No, there's no way, sorry. - Well, why not?

But don't you fuck men?

- I fuck men, Indianara!

Why is it different, tell me?

So... it's not different, it's weird.

Why is it weird? It's weird because you never did.

I do not want to go in there! Go away!

When you got laid the first time, was it not weird too?

Different.

So what? It's different.

Weird is one thing, different is another thing.

It was just different. I was a kid, right Indianara?

Could you kindly ask her and Victor to stop joking?

What happened yesterday is in the past.

Or something worse is gonna happen.

I made it easy for you

Because you pulled my hair!

Get your finger out of my face!

- If you don't stop... - Take off your hand!

I'm warning you, tell her to stop!

- Why are you pushing me? - Get your hand out of my face!

- Why are you pushing me? - Get your hand out of my face!

- Why are you pushing me? - Get your hand out of my face!

Let's go?

Get down! Let's go?

Get down?

Let's go?

Hey Indianara, everyone must go?

You'd better go, OK?

You don't have to, but it's good for the sake of our house.

Yeah, for whom depends on the house...

Let's count how many people is going, I need to know.

Come on, one, two, three...

Four, five, six, seven...

Seven, eight...

Nine, ten, that's it? Let's go?

Let's go?

Rikele?

What's the point?

With a sun like this, at this hour, there's no time, let's go!

Come on Rebecca, c'mon!

- What about the way back, Indianara? - What about it?

Darling, the important thing is to go, to come back you just stick out your thumb...

Let's go.

Indianara, Dilma said she's coming.

Come on, come on.

It's our body!

It's our choice!

It's for women's lives.

Legalize abortion!

Gay, trans and dykes!

Let's organize ourselves to make the revolution!

With the whores!

Bisexuals, gays, trans and dykes altogether!

Let's organize ourselves to make the revolution!

Hey, alpha male!

Hey, alpha male!

Captain!

Come on, honey, get up here.

Gosh, I'm exhausted...

I wish I could stay in bed and tell people to go screw themselves.

You don't come with me.

- Didn't I tell you I was coming with you? - Definitely not.

You're not going with me...

You gonna stay home and take care of the dogs.

Jeez, Indianara! What did I say to you?

You're staying home! If anything happens to me?

- Who's gonna take care of them? - Didn't I say I was coming with you?

- No! You'll stay home and take care of the dogs. - Why did you ask me to come up then?

Because at least before I leave we gotta talk so you'll know what to do.

- Do what? - All there is!

You only survive because I give you the guidelines.

If I don't tell you the chores to do everyday you won't survive.

Keeping company to the former governor, in prison!

The coup is built by the Brazilian bourgeoisie,

which never had a truly democratic commitment!

Temer leaves, women stay.

Just as we fought against Cunha and for the morning-after pill!

These issues are fundamental for the democracy!

We're here saying that we going to defeat Michel Temer's coup government!

Indianara's up there! Is it just cisgendered men who talk?

Go fuck yourself!

Acknowledged as workers of that country!

And we, black women and black men, speak for ourselves!

That's a farce! Indianara is here waiting to speak!

Not one transvestite has spoken yet! Nobody's representing the LGBT people!

- I shall speak! - Are you a transvestite?

Indianara will speak, metallurgical workers, you're next.

Well... I think that in all those precedent speeches,

it seems like LGBT people are not included in this fight for rights.

In none of those speeches we've heard LGBT people

to be part of this struggle for rights.

It seems that people choke when speaking the words

gay, lesbian, bisexual, transvestite, transsexual, intersexual

and hookers, because hookers are also workers!

And Michel Temer is not our son! He's a son of Cunha, he's not a son of a bitch!

He's a son of Cunha! It was Cunha who raised him!

Yes!

In memory of all LGBT murdered, all the people murdered,

in memory of Dandara, who was murdered and exposed in social networks,

but also for the freedom of Veronica Bolina, black transvestite who is in prison

and was raped by police officers.

We have to speak for everyone, or we will always have a part of this population

who will not have their rights discussed.

Because tomorrow it's your sons who will assault and kill us in the streets!

So, yes, let's talk about hookers, gays, lesbians, transvestites and transsexuals!

- What's your name? - Hi, Vanessa, nice to meet you.

- And you, what's your name? - Debora.

My pleasure.

I'm taking a picture to reassure the people you've arrived

to the organizations that asked me to welcome you here.

Let's take a selfie, so they'll know you are all here now.

I know it's a difficult situation when you're in another country,

but what we have now is this space, which is not the best,

but it's better than stay on the street.

Here you don't pay anything, we have food, we have organizations that help us,

you just have to give a hand in the house...

Come on... Let's go.

Pumping milk. Right, daughter?

Bummer, I've only two perfumes left!

Tomorrow I'll get the other ones.

It's good to always have some more.

Look! I got a message from the WhatsApp group.

Okay, now I'm a hottie.

I can even say I am 23.

Ah! I'm going to say I'm 15!

No, that's fine, you can say you're 15, but I can say I'm 23...

Hi! 23?

You don't say! Seriously?

That's a lie. Seriously?

Then...

When the old faggot ll says he has no money:

"What? Say it again, brotha?"

"Jeez, you looked so young..."

"Young?

Are you saying I'm underage, bro?

Where's my money?"

She is currently a substitute councilor and coordinator of Casa Nem,

a place where transsexuals, transvestites and transgender people find shelter and support

through workshops, debates, parties, shows and, of course, sex.

I would like to invite you to receive our award, our recognition,

Indianara Siqueira.

Indianara is an example of many things that I wanted to be and will be when I grow up.

AIDS saved us, right? It saved the lives of many transvestites, many transsexuals,

because it brought visibility to this fight

we needed to be saved somehow, because we were dying,

and they had to pick us from the gutters and get to know our spaces, talk to us.

Then our struggle became visible. So, the social stigma must be removed.

We talked about it with Marcos Vilar,

no one thinks the word "diabetic" is bad

"Oh, you're diabetic, OK."

But we don't say seropositive, because it has a very strong stigma.

It was considered an inconvenient word.

I think these stigmata have to be removed.

I think we have to talk about AIDS every day, at the breakfast, at dinner.

Until it becomes a natural thing like any viral disease, cancer, diabetes, any other disease,

without the guilt of who has infected who, who had sex without a condom.

These are choices we make in life. And those choices shouldn't be penalized.

We don't have to be guilty of anything. We just have to be free

to love, or not to love, if we don't want to.

To live life and have total freedom over our bodies.

So...

let AIDS pass through us.

And that the next generations will learn

that our struggle was necessary so that they can live totally free,

with their bodies, with or without AIDS.

So we have to bring all the voices, listen to all the people.

Today I have a serodiscordant relationship, today I don't care anymore.

But in the past I used to ask: "Who in this relationship has HIV?".

Today it doesn't matter because whatever I say, I will always be the one with AIDS,

at some point in my life, sometime in the world.

- Where is Wescla? - Over there.

Wescla!

"Today I have a serodiscordant relationship..."

Such ingrained prejudices, you see,

that seropositive women turned to Mauricio, he was in the audience, and they said:

"Oh! But she has HIV, she was infected recently?"

Oh, come on!

They told him.

Then Mauricio turned to them and said: "it's not she who has it, it's me".

Because I'm the transvestite, the whore, obviously it was me in this relationship...

That's nonsense!

He said: "No, it's not her, it's me", and they all went "Ah..."

Out! Out of here, you and your kids, out!

Go away! There's no more food.

Go away!

No more food. Wanna eat all the time?

What were you thinking?

Welcome! Merry Christmas! Merry Unchristmas!

- Hi Mauricio. - Oh Glory be! Now it's Christmas.

Where do I come in?

- Where's Indianara?

I'm gonna wait for the sunscreen.

I'm stylish, right?

It's beside the fridge, I told you.

My little boat came back.

Oh my God!

This is the happiness ladder. I see the sun of my land!

I see the beaten earth of the town of Corrente!

We demarcate land!

Wanna invade the field? Make a field!

I like to play, but I prefer a heavy ball.

- MU... LA? - It's an O, right?

- U. You just said it's an U. - Teacher, is it correct?

Mu.

Then you have to put what now? It's LA?

- M with an A? - It's not an M.

U?

What is it LA? What's the other letter?

- Which one is the LA? - The one with three little legs.

Look!

LA. Which one is it, here's L, which one is the L?

Join L with an A.

- This is it? - That's it!

Let's go!

Heavy petting!

Come on, heavy petting!

Look at the pecker!

It's a lie!

Look at the douche!

It's a lie!

Look at the pecker!

It's a lie!

You nailed it!

That's right, I think that's great!

Let's stir the gathering up!

Keep the speeches for the Council Chamber.

Yes.

Then I invited Marielle...

The demonstration of 28th, gathering at 4 p.m.. I think it's a good hour.

- What time, India? - 4 p.m.

We'll be leaving by 5:30 p.m., arriving at 6 p.m. at the Council Chamber

to make our speech.

Gathering at 5 p.m. at the Chamber of Deputies

It's here.

Folks, pay attention!

General strike, June 30th. All LGBT people for:

"Temer, Get Out!", General Elections...

"Dilma, Come Back"...

for the Barring of Reforms

and Not a Single Right Less.

No. "Dilma, Come Back" is for the Party.

"Temer, Get Out, General Elections."

Barring the Reforms and Not One Single Right Less.

Don't run, we're staying!

Resist!

Resist!

Resist!

Let's resist!

Do not leave!

Do not leave!

Racists, fascists, will not pass!

Take it easy!

Temer, get out!

Happy birthday! We wish you a long life full of happiness!

Happy birthday to you...

- A vegan cake for you. - Thank you.

Long live Indianara!

She's a faggot. Faggot, faggot, faggot!

Now! Now, now, now!

Temer, get out!

Temer, get out!

Temer, get out!

Alas, alas, alas! If pushed Temer will fall!

Alas, alas, alas! If pushed Temer will fall!

Go on, you old faggot, wimp!

I told you:

"Don't invite a lot of people for my birthday, shit's gonna hit the fan."

And it did!

He's talking about...

Did he postpone?

Postponed?

Councilwoman Marielle Franco will speak.

We talk to the women councilors, we talk to the progressive wing,

we present something that is already a reality of this population

that unfortunately is in a situation of vulnerability.

It is absurd for the municipality to not support the rights and guarantees

of trans people.

But the Trans, who not only occupy here but also the streets and the movements,

are demanding that we keep the amendment that already includes

that transsexual women

will be recognized by the gender they identify with.

We exist, whether you want it or not!

You're Catholic, Christian...

I can't help it, man! When the Indianara gets drunk.

When I look at her face it makes me laugh, man!

Oh, I'm drunk? Don't you get drunk too?

- For Christ's sake! You gotta see your face! - Aren't you drunk?

You never saw your face when you're drunk?

Dunno, what it looks like?

Marten's face.

This is my face.

What about your face, when you get drunk?

I don't get drunk anymore.

I stop just before getting drunk.

He doesn't get drunk anymore. Dig it?

"I was a drunkard...

and a drug addict.

Now I'm healed..."

"I found Jesus!"

"I found Jesus!"

"There is no Satan in the house of the Lord!

Go away, Satan!"

I found Jesus! And I gave my ass!

- That's the lyrics, isn't it? - It doesn't rhyme

"I found Jesus and I gave my ass!"

- It's not couscous, no.

- In the house of the Lord... - Today we have beans...

"Satan will not enter! Go away Satan...

Don't "finger-Wang" me.

Finger-wag.

But I'm allowed to finger-wag.

You don't.

- "Love"... - Love, I know.

"If we ever see each other again"...

But here too!

"Invite me for a coffee and make love to me".

My love.

"And if I do not see you again, good luck,

"You see

life is like this...

You leave and I stay here"

I stay here.

"You'll see that I'm not yours anymore...

I will be the cat..."

You'll always be mine!

- "Under the rain... - No, no, you're mine.

"You see, life is like this"...

No, I'll not accept this.

"You go and I stay here...

I'm not yours anymore...

I'll be the cat,

in the rain"...

And I'll mew for you"...

Wait a sec.

Let's go to the street!

Stay put!

Come on, let's go to the street.

Are the dogs tied up?

- For God's sake! - Yes they are.

India, what's about that wedding?

Ah, sis', Mauricio, you know.

But you've said you didn't want to.

- What? - You said you'll set the wedding rings on fire.

I know, but I've decided to get married now.

My sister even send me my birth certificate.

Seriously?

I thought your sister passed away, in Paranagua.

Say it again, you gonna what?!

- Get married... - Ah! Awesome!

Shut up!

Guys, look at all that space you have! Not even people have a house like this!

Why are you crying?

Malhadinha, back off!

Go!

Just like that, for me to fiddle with this paperwork.

This is from when I was surveying the murdered transvestites.

I use to burn the midnight oil listing...

Marcelle de Castro, trans, 24, death by strangling.

Daisy Brandrão, 24, by shot.

Daphne, 22, shot.

Trans, 27, shot.

Camila, by asphyxiation.

19 years, stabbed, not identified, to clarify.

Samanta, 30 years, stabbed.

Giovanna, 34 years, stabbed.

Tifany, 33 years old.

Teresinha, 46 years, stabbed.

Karen Alansy, 23, beating. Arff!

- You're gonna keep this? - Oh, no bad memories.

And besides, I have all this information filed.

"La Polla Grandiosa."

"For those who charge:

"Kiss from the street", sex work is legal, you work better exercising your rights."

We have to reprint them to give away.

Godmother, have you got a biological child?

Not that I know.

Not that I remember.

But we overtake biology, right? Because identification...

Not I haven't.

6th Trans and Transvestites Regional Meeting.

"Put some clothes on"...

Oh, this is a...

This is a coaster.

"Je suis", this is from when I was learning...

Arabic in prison.

"I am" [in Arabic]

"My name is" [reads in Arabic]

"What's your name"... [reads in Arabic]

"Gimme the money" That one I liked!

"I'm coming to your house." [reads in Arabic]

This is from when I was arrested in Strasbourg,

that's right and I was transferred to Paris.

February the 1st, 2007.

Take a look, Switzerland.

Lake...

Let me see, India.

Ouchy Lake.

Paris, Pigalle.

Wow, does Switzerland have a beach?

It's not a beach, it's a lake.

Oh, it's a lake?

Ah, it's like Rodrigo de Freitas, the pond.

With the mountains around.

Paris...

Pigalle.

"Today I departed from this life.

Me, the miserable, the discriminated, the queer, the excluded.

This human being, today, has disappeared

Today I leave knowing that you won.

But only this battle. The war just started.

I know that you won today.

But, like a clairvoyant, I know that the final victory will be mine.

When all the miserable in the world unite.

You will be defeated.

You and the intolerance will die.

And the light of my equality will bright stronger at the final victory...

I guess it was from one of my suicide attempts.

Surely! I wanted to leave all in words...

That wet hand! And you bite me!

Honey, your hand is wet and you're biting me!

Done?

Don't block the way!

Stop bossing me around!

I do boss you around!

Gonna put that in the way? For us to stumble on it?

Take it out of the way.

Shut up, faggot!

- Jeez, that's so annoying! - Shut up, Satan.

You filthy faggot, you're fucking annoying...

Oh, am I?

I'm coming right now! Enough of this bullshit,

hand me over all the keys!

- You clown! - Who's that?

Mrs. Evelym.

Yesterday she was complaining about violence,

despite having almost killed someone,

even so accepted in the house,

but she's making a fuss again.

I told you, she's a crybully...

It takes a week for the mess to quiet down,

then everything goes back to "normal".

No way.

If you could only spare me of your opinions,

I'd appreciate that!

You cisgender, white, if you could only spare me your little opinions,

I'd be grateful.

I don't give a fuck. That's your problem.

The children are yours.

But I don't want all this mess around here.

Take it easy, OK?

Don't tell me "take it easy", you gonna piss me off again!

A little kiss then.

- No way! Go fuck yourself! - Give me a little kiss!

No, I won't give you anything, go away!

OK, here. Bye now!

One for the pasta, another for the juice.

Then take it, for the pasta! Fucking pasta!

Bye then, you're going to the town! You gonna solve everything. Go!

I trust you, that's why I'm happy!

What about Diana's money?

- How much? - I dunno, you have to ask her.

But there's no money in the cash register, Indianara.

There is no check, nothing.

Do you know why you create unnecessary conflicts?

It's because we ask you something and you give a completely wrong answer.

That creates a lot of conflict here.

I didn't say anything about cash register or a check.

I said "how we deal with the issue about Diana's money?"

I don't know anything.

So just say: "I don't know, see who's taking care of it."

Don't say: "There's no money in the cash register."

Whoever hears this will think: "Gee, it's all fucked up".

Got it? That creates conflict.

That's what I'm saying.

I didn't ask you about money, or about any check.

It's unbearable to live like this, everyday is the same with you guys,

we have to reprehend you all the time!

I've explained several times that we have 15 days to leave,

we still have things to see through, and the public defender's office is working on it.

After 15 days we'll receive another notice to quit.

You know? After that!

And you keep acting like the police will be here tomorrow,

attacking, invading and beating people up!

Shame on you! How can you help running this house like that?

NO GOD, NO STATE, NO HUSBAND, NO BOSS. NEVER.

Here.

Who wrote this? It had to be Indianara.

Look, "No husband".

Who else would have done it? Indianara.

But the husband's here, damn it! I'm the husband, fuck!

Victor, hold it! Hold the coffin.

The coffin fell.

The groom smells good!

- Gee, you're gorgeous! - Thank you, Mauricio!

Looks like you're getting married!

No, it's you who's getting married!

Where's Indianara?

- Dad? - What?

Is it true that you wear panties?

Seriously Dad.

We're both Indianara daughters.

Better say nothing at all. Indianara where are you?

Where's Indianara?

Indianara!

Oh my God, holy crap.

Well, as this has been agreed for some time.

With my consent.

Like every hooker,

I gave myself not by feelings, but a relationship born out of it.

But it's an honest and sincere relationship.

It's a celebration of a non-monogamous relationship, an open one,

showing that we can survive, we're together for almost five years.

Naturally, we invited as celebrant Lourdes Barreto,

the matriarch of the Prostitutes Movement,

along with Nilza and Maria,

which are the oldest hookers of that movement.

To all my friends, transvestites, transsexuals, gays, lesbians, bisexuals,

which have fallen along the way and could not be here today.

It's very gratifying to be here with you to celebrate this wedding,

it could only be this way,

in this resistance, in this urban Quilombo of resistance that is Casa Nem.

Because the recovery of Casa Nem by LGBT people, mostly by transvestites and transsexuals,

is a repossession of this space.

Indianara, you're a free woman, will you continue like this?

I'll continue to clean him out as long as he has a house and money.

Throw it! Throw it!

Who got it?

I see from up here

From the top of my high heels

kisses multiplying.

My heart beats in my chest and echoes in my soul.

And I chose to be true,

that makes me great, noble and real.

I am Francis, I'm John, I'm Joseph,

I am the cry, the force, the love,

I am faith, the revolutionary spirit,

I'm Larue do Exu, I'm the African black woman...

telling a bit about Marielle Franco's trajectory that was interrupted,

so she leaves a daughter.

Her family has already been here, very shocked by the situation.

The expertise continues, the bodies have already been removed.

Councilor Marielle Franco died, shot dead, everything points to an execution,

the driver was also murdered.

The third person was the advisor of the councilwoman...

United we stand and the fight goes on!

United we stand and the fight goes on!

Councillor Marielle! Here!

Today! And forever!

Councillor Marielle! Here!

Now! And forever!

Marielle! Here!

Now! And forever!

Marielle! Here!

Marielle! Here!

Anderson Here!

Now! And forever!

The nail?

It's not here!

It must be as discreet as possible, OK?

We'll have a camera pointed to this area, that area over there,

it'll cover all the house perimeter.

Plus three cameras at the front,

two pointing toward both sides of the street

and another one showing who approaches by car or by foot.

We are prioritizing the front cameras, because the entryway over there is...

Listen to me, the camera towards Campo Grande will get everything.

But the one towards Bangu won't get much because of the houses, you'll have to put it up...

No, they'll get it!

Are you sure?

It's my daily route, that bus stop over there or the other one there,

those are my two step out stops.

Then put one focusing towards Barata Ribeiro...

You can get that part over there.

Everywhere I go there's a camera.

Unless they do as with Marielle,

turning the cameras off 48 hours before they killed her.

This is a complicated business.

Night night.

Indi! Are you all right, dear?

Not so much, but...

Love!

My dear!

I'll give you blow jobs this weekend.

Thank you!

I'm using the paths that the Brazilian Justice gives me.

In fact I'm using all the means I have to resist as much as possible.

Obviously I don't want people to go through the trauma of being evicted by the police,

that's why some have already left

I dunno, today two more people have already left,

we must be 12 people right now or so, 15, I think, at most.

Among the concerns is where these people go to, right,

I think this is the biggest concern of Indianara,

as well of the very people of the house.

So today we are somehow invading this space,

a space that is not ours, but collective, belongs to everyone,

this is our concern and especially how this eviction is going to be.

The PSOL party gave to the Judiciary the clues to have all these body tossed on the streets!

So there it is.

We've got to put it right. To name and shame properly.

That's because if your own people don't want you...

That's when they put Indianara in this vulnerable political position,

they put all the house in it too.

Because Indianara isn't running for herself, for the sake of her own pretty face,

she's running to represent a movement, a cause,

the people that trust her, got it?

The PSOL had no right to do that, it did it and it gave a "carte Blanche"

to the Government, the Council and whoever else,

to come over here and quick everyone out.

So, it's up to us, the Movement,

cause we are independents,

to make them own it.

The PSOL is the one to be blamed for it!

The cause of this...

The PSOL must be blamed for this eviction!

I'm running for the Parliament for the PSOL,

my number is 50050,

and I'm taking this one up because we aren't accepting anymore...

Look over there!

Where's my microphone?

Hey! Call Baiano over there!

Nice to meet you!

Nice to meet you too!

Hey Aude, is it this one plus two or that one plus one?

This one plus two more.

It's gonna be sick, in a moment you go and I'll turn on the speaker for our turn.

Hold on, who's over there?

Over there is the PSOL people.

And over here is the PSOL against PSOL.

Are they finished?

The bi, the gay, the trans, the dykes

are all organized to make the revolution... With the whores!

The Bi, the Gay, the trans, the dykes

are all organized to make the revolution!

With the whores

So, now that you finished your feminist speech,

we came to do ours about the Casa Nem

and we say that the PSOL does not represent us.

So, good evening!

We are here tonight, but we are in opposite sides.

And to expose this Party that poses as Lefty,

but uses the same Right Wing punitive practices it says it fights against.

I was this close to become an elected councilor.

The PSOL discovered this political force that freaked it out

but it needed to take control of and to use it.

They all took advantage of our bodies,

from 2016 to 2018, before new elections.

Now, in 2018, that they found that I would be elected as state deputy,

The PSOL stopped me, through a coup.

The revolution is our survival.

We survived Tarantula Operation, and Aids at the end of the 80's and 90's.

We survived the brothels where your parents and grandparents went and paid us to cum!

The daily police chases, chasing us in the streets while you laugh!

What do you know about revolution?

We're not going to let you use our bodies to promote yourselves.

Hypocrites! Hypocrites!

You're hypocrites! Shitty Left!

That's your revolution?

Yes, I'm violent and aggressive,

but look at these people who were taken away from the streets,

and today you're talking about a shelter for LGBTI people,

about homelessness, but you attacked an occupation.

You're capitalists! You bastards, you make me sick!

You don't deserve our vote!

We won't obey them because they're killing us!

They killed Marielle and arrested Lula in Curitiba.

And we have to take to the streets, we have to occupy squares,

so this is no longer possible.

The revolution will not happen through the polls,

it will happen in the occupation of squares,

corners, alleys and public buildings,

and if we have to set fire,

and overthrow the Chamber, ALERJ, the Congress, so let's march on them,

because they have already buried many civilizations and many bodies

that were needed to build them as well.

The revolution has to be done like this:

it can be in peace, love and beer,

but if not, we'll throw stones, we'll set fire and we'll break glass.

Happy Birthday to you...

Love, there will be no more school for your children if Bolsonaro wins,

because he'll privatize public education and universities.

You're gonna lose your job. You'll earn so little that you'd rather not work.

So, what's the point in refusing to occupy the streets permanently

to get Lula out of jail?

What's the point in not wanting to sleep in the streets

for the impeachment of Dilma?

"Oh, I'm going to a big demonstration",

thousands of people on the street and yelling for 3, 4 hours,

a lot of hate yells, then everyone would go home to sleep.

And then, 15 days later, more and more bills being approved.

"Oh, now's the time for another big demonstration",

and so on...

If they had occupied it all permanently,

we would have overthrow the government.

But they didn't, because everyone's just looking after their own ass! That's it.

When we look at the number of vote, we see the dimension

of the electoral victory of Jair Bolsonaro, today.

So let's take a look:

almost 95% of ballots counted and numbers of votes are as follows...

Holy shit! Whatta fuck, whatta fuck!

Our images that we transmit to all Brazilians at the moment.

Images of the people celebrating,

in front of the building of the president-elect Jair Bolsonaro,

chosen by the people by a considerable voting.

Reminding that the president of Brazil

is a retired army captain...

Yeah, that's it.

As you told me at the first round of this election, we'll be the resistance.

Holy shit!

What we'll do now?

Don't be sad.

Oh for God's sake, c'mon!

You've taught us all to resist,

And we'll make use of it now more than ever.

I see a lot of happy people!

I see kisses multiplying itself!

I see desire, howling drunkenness.

I see the standard-bearer carry the bulwark!

I see the sky, lit with fireworks and shots!

I pay! In cash!

I see a waitress being sexually harassed in a beer-sponsored luxury suite

and a slap in the face!

I see blood!

I see confetti and streamers!

I see men dressed like women!

And I get slapped in the face!

I see the wounds of a soliloquy.

And I kill myself before they kill me.

I kill a lion and several deer a day.

I see your yawn.

I see Veronica Bolina being beaten!

I see Amanda tied up on the pole!!

I see and feel the concealed pains of Cibele Ayala.

I see Fabielle being buried as an indigent.

I see 137 transvestites and transsexuals murdered,

in 2018 alone!

Guys, whose those things here?

Are you going to carry that with you?

I want you to understand

we're closing down, take just what you need, we do not know yet

if we're going to sleep in a hotel or occupy a building.

So it will be like this. You wanna carry all this stuff around?

Take only what you need the most for 15 days, got it?

Put everything else in a bag or in the warehouse.

I've warned you.

It's here?

Luis, wait a sec.

Come here then.

Leave the things there, we'll hide it.

Okay! Okay, come on.

Wait, wait...

Come, come! Bring the kids in.

Bring the kids in, go! You can come in!

C'mon, bring it here...

The kids, go, go...

Go! Whoever wanna come in, do it now!

It's now or never!

The dogs, the cats!

Run! Run!

There's a suitcase here!

I am a war tank

painted in shocking pink.

If you don't want to see me

through your iris

close your eyes when you see me passing.

Because my flag

has the colors of the rainbow.

I am a war tank

painted in shocking pink.

If you don't want to see me

through your iris

close your eyes when you see me passing.

Because my flag

has the colors of the rainbow.