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- Good morning! - Good morning, my beauty!

- Did you bring coffee? - Would you expect breakfast in bed?

- Don't I deserve it? - That depends! What are you willing to do to earn it?!

- Wait, my love! - What?

- I forgot I had to go to my mother's. - Oh, no, Betinho, come here!

- Seriously, I can't right now! - Stay here!

- He has been hoping for so long to see me, forgive me! - Then be your mother's! Run up her skirt!

I'll be back! No need to get angry... Really!

But! There will be another awakening like this!

Then you can you won't see this!

Hello! I'll take a picture of you.

Oooh...

- See you at the bar later? - As I see it, it's up to you!

I LOVE YOU RENATO

What? July, speak up! What's with the sour face?

My mother died.

It didn't work, dude!

Is your mother dead?

Bebe to your account!

That's life!

- Bia, if you'd stop talking bullshit, we'd be making progress! - I'm coming, Bial!

- Always promising! - Going, going, going!!!

- Bia! Bia? - Coming!

- Hi, Julius! - Leave me alone, kid! Get lost!

- Excuse me, buddy! - You're weird, Julius!

- I became irritable. My mother died. - What?

My mother died the day before yesterday.

- I've become weird for everyone. - What did he die of?

...a sudden heart attack...

Last night I brought Andréa up from the country, and then I went to the funeral.

Andréa came back here, where to us?

Exactly. It's hard to digest even that!

God damn it, Julius. I had no idea, man.

Well, after all. how can I be?

What can you do? You can cry all day long, you're wasting your time!

The saint, Julius...

Julius, you'd better go home, Dad sent for you. Something might happen to Dad! The old man's not a hundred!

- Hi! - Beto is here! How are you?

Julius. If you need anything, you can find it here!

Do you remember when we used to peep here as kids, peeping through the little window...

- There, on that? - Yeah, to spy on who's here, especially the girls!

- And what are they doing? - Dude, we own the bar now! Can we get a drink?

Bia! Bia?

Hi, Betinho!

Hi Rikki! Do you remember what I told you?

Here is a childhood friend from Valenca, where we have been!

This is Andréa, Julio's sister.

- The nutter? - What are you saying, Rikki?

God, I'm sorry, but your brother's not here, is he?

Okay! Beto, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back, okay?

- Is she your girlfriend? - Come on, let's drink.

Bia! Bia?

- Beto! Beto! Beto! - What?

What?

- Are you here so early today? - I'm here.

Do you intend to stay longer stay with me for a long time?

- Bia... - What will you drink? Macumba, Bein, Coath?

Bia! This is my friend from Valenca, just arrived. Julius' brother.

Well, Julius' brother, what do you intend to drink?

Well! I haven't had a drink in a long time!

Are you Biatriz? Three shots of rum!

Bia!

Remember that Saturday, is my birthday?

Not me!

Of course you don't remember! It's just Rikki and me who want to be there.

We arranged it so we could go to my uncle's farm. You know him?

You should come with us!

- What do you think? - Mm-hmm. Maybe. Can I ask Camilla out?

Could be. Call.

Call him!

- No... quieter... shh... - Whispering... my darlings... but they are stupid...

Andréa!

- Hi, are you okay? - Hi! Where's Camilla?

He called to say he couldn't come with us, but nothing more!

- Damn it! Then I'm not going either. - No way, come with us!

Andréa! We're in a hurry, don't be shy! We've already set sail!

- Don't do it! - Come on, come on, come on, quick!

- Okay... - Get in!

Andréa, this will be your room!

Guys, what a beautiful day!

Let's pack the bags quickly, and head down to the waterfall!

That's how the story will start: Once, when I went to Africa, everything changed!

And there I found my true passion, in a really crazy ceremony...

where each member of the tribe had their own song. It will be a beautiful African story.

When a child is born, the mother is separated from the community, and she goes through many rituals to find her child's song at the end.

And in every important moment of his life this is the song the child's mother listens to.

For example, every year birthday celebrations.

But the mother would not hear, except by her good deeds,

you wouldn't hear it, if he were to do something aberrant,

because you can still play this music you should hear.

It's very interesting why the tribe does this: They know that the best way to correct mistakes is love.

Once the person hears your music, he no longer has the urge to commit injustice, to harm others.

In this tribal society, the greeting formula is interesting: "Michié" ("Beautiful")

They speak the language "Saubona". It means: I admire you, I need you, I care about you.

The answer to this is "Chicoba", which says: for you I exist!

"Saubona"

Lüke!

Taste it. How is it?

Great! Now that's a treat!

You are the the weeping beauty?

Oh my poor head! Oh, to think of that story,

- the three of you told us, there by the waterfall! - You bathing bitch!

- Andréa! Come down to the cellar with me for rum, it'll fix you up! - No, no, it's out of the question! Just help me peel onions.

- They will not be here... - You were born in Rio!

Better down here than peeling onions...

Andréa! Remember when we used to come here as kids?

- Isn't this where we played that gun game? - I haven't had rum like that since.

Beto, how nice that you haven't been able to drink a sip since!

Like a little kid!

Remember when we came here to play, and we thought there were ghosts down here?

- And your uncle was scaring me about some kind of animal living here. - People say all sorts of things to children.

Well, we're not children anymore, and we can enjoy drinking now, you try it!

Na-na, Andréa, take it easy! So..., delicious?

Try it!

Oh! So far! I've only been with women!

Andréa! You will have great loves!

- Has my girl turned into a fortune teller? - She's into the party! You can tell!

- An ace! - Honey...

I've already figured it out..., what the next game will be!

- What next game? - You'll see...

Ah... So you're giving us strippers!

Come on, you asshole!

- I want to see it! - Andréa, come on!

- Are you sure? (WORKING) - Absolutely! This is the game!

- Who will be the first? - Maybe me...

Now I'll throw!

NYALÁS!

- ... you're going to dust it off? - I'll serve Bia to you with it!

What time are you leaving today?

I cannot say. I am a slave to this bar.

- Okay, but at two, three? - I have no idea, Julius.

- Ciki! - What's embarrassing Biatriz?

Fuck, this chick is not getting off Beto's back!

You're not jealous of the Beto kid?

- What jealousy, Julius? I could have been your brother! - What's wrong with you, Bia?

Nothing!

You will not believe it, what I'm about to say!

- Beto, I know Adriana's father. - You do?

I mean it! I lived in Rio de Janeiro before Beto was born.

And he was a good friend of mine, after all, because there are always problems,

and I wasn't sure your father's advice, his medical advice.

At that time he was the local godfather, the best obstetrician there. And that was more important than anything. Really!

He tried and succeeded brilliantly. See?

- What a coincidence! - It's amazing that I know Adriana's father!

No, I used to say. Rio is a small city and everyone knows everyone!

- Impossible! The jewel of the little one! - A city that is so small!

- Wow, how much we enjoy it! - Give me some napkins, please!

Damn it! I can't believe Andréa couldn't come because of her father!

Do you have a kidney stone?

Sponge on it! Then we'll have a sweet shower alone! Okay?

Let's go to bed. Come on!

Listen up! One, two, three, four...

Look, there's my house!

- And if you look that way, there's the school! - I see the school. But not the house!

Can you see our future?

- Oops! I don't think so! - I've never been to this place before!

- Very nice here! - That's right.

It's something, though, that the second Pedro had such an eye when he founded a town here!

- How do you know that? - I read it, beautiful!

Aha! Andréa! Tell him where we're going next weekend!

My father has a summer house near here.

He and Julio are going away for the weekend, and the house will be empty. We'd have it all to ourselves!

Can we spend the weekend there?!

Well? What do you think?

- That's it. - That's it?... then we'll pay!

- Let's go, the bar will be closing soon. - Okay, let's go.

I guess not this time more to go...

I give up, let's go! I drank too much.

Hi, Bia!

Ciao!

Let me...

I'm falling apart, I need to take a piss.

I'll be right back.

What are you doing Beto?

- My balls are bursting... - Come here...

I know, what you want!

Come on, Beto!

Leave me alone...

What is Biatriz? What's wrong with you? What happened?

- Let me... - What the...?

- You stranger Bia! - Give me a break...

- For fuck's sake, Julius, have you already come?! - I couldn't hold it in, Bia!

Well then, at least give me a cigarette!

Bia, why don't you get the hell out of this annoying bar?

Fuck a reply!

- You know what I saw? - What?

Your brother... and the beautiful Beto...

- What are you saying, Bia? - You don't believe me?

You wouldn't believe what the pretty boy has been fooling us all this time.

- You want me to believe... - Once that fact...

I'm not saying anything...

- You're just a little donkey, aren't you? - Go away Bia, that's enough, go away, I'm leaving tomorrow morning.

Let's go Julius, it's fucking time, we're gonna be late!

Goodbye!

My father has still not replaced this door. And he's got everything in the room.

- I have to fix what my father did. - I'm coming with you.

- Dri, take my backpack inside and watch the lock. - Okay, I'll change while you're gone...

- ...idebent. - Okay!

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What are you doing, Beto?

Great!

- Will you stare at me the whole time? - Jump!

I think if my mother were still alive, she would accept me. If we accept her. She would love you. Beto.

You want to use it to to get me off my feet?

It has always been we will stay together!

Today will be the best day of your life sunset of your life!

Who is lagging behind, will do the dishes!

But from above even more beautiful!

...sunset... ...this night...

Andréa, where is the parade?

What a parade!

- You can see it here! - Visible?

- We have a little present for you! - Liars! What is it?

- Let's have it! - Has he told you his story yet? The current one, but it's changing!

What is it? Are you just teasing me?

How do you do it?

- See? - See what?

- Give it to him! - Careful, don't burn your mouth!

What is it? Ah, I see, an animal! An animal...

I am one of those animals, who bites...

Can I have a white rum? Yes!

Bia! Two rums, please.

Here you go!

Thanks, man!

- Almost alone? - Don't tease me, Bia!

Wow..., disillusioned with the gang? Is that right?

- Beto! - What is the...

- Let's go to my dad's place, we could be there this weekend! Huh? - Okay. Let's go. Let's go.

I love this place, Andréa!

- Here is the best, right? - There's a great energy around here!

What the fuck is wrong with you guys?!

What the fuck are you doing to my brother?

Leave him alone!

- Get away from me, you little pussy, you dumbass! - Calm down Julius, he's fighting!

Should I calm down? Calm down, you stinking bitch!

Come with me!

- Andréa stay here, don't go there! - I'm leaving you now. We'll talk afterwards!

Julius.

Fucking I was just playing!

- I was just playing! - I told you not to try to talk me into it!

That bitch didn't hit you in the face! You pussy!

You pussy! You pussy!

- I guarantee that Dad will know! You bastard! - You bastard!

You bastard!

- You'll find out! - You motherfucker, motherfucker!

- Come here! - Andréa, how are you?

- Did your brother hurt you? Did he hit you? - Leave me alone!

- Get out! - What happened Andréa? Calm down!

- Dri, don't do it! - Andréa, forget it! Your brother will get over it.

Beto, I will talk to him. When he gets over the first shock.

- I have a present for you. - What is it?

A letter, which I am writing at this very moment.

"My loves,

I am sure it is a never-ending story, and it encapsulates all our fantasies and emotions,

the heroes of the eternal paradoxes.

I am sure it is a never-ending story, because our memories do not follow chronology.

As we know, Cronus devours his own children.

Time is the master of ruthlessness. The reins are in the hands of passing and death.

We have created a different kind of time. A productive, creative one.

We have started creation anew! We have created our own story here and now.

For anyone was not consulted!

Courage, boys! Because this would be our life after all! We want to control it!

Freely, creatively. We will always follow the right to laugh! Forever! Forever!

Forever!

The spirit of pleasure is surrounded by amazing demons.

Still, let us celebrate the taste of blood and wine with laughter! And all our secrets are locked up in this tiny piece of stationery!

I love you all"

I love you too!

- Salty? - Aha!

- Beto! - What?

What is your problem?

Nothing.

Nothing! Damn it! You've been hiding for days, damn it!

No!

Feel free to tell me!

Gosh! You never tell me about your relationships. Tell me.

I don't understand why you suddenly don't say anything about that, what could have happened!

- Not now, Mom. Forget it! - Something with Andréa?

The clash that happened between me and Andréa. I don't even want to talk about it!

I'll check!

Surprise. Sit down, sit here Andréa!

I'll get you a plate too.

You're not hungry, no! Don't apologize! Here's the salad!

Oops! Do you like carrots?

Good!

Yes! I remember a great story! When I was young.

Bring it to a similar age I must have been then!

It was carnival time, a huge party, one of those carnival parties, the kind of bar you go to.

So, we had to be there, early, and I drank one glass after another, which suddenly made me fall into an armchair.

I'm pissed. And suddenly, out of nowhere, there was a hand with a handkerchief on my face, I smelled something strong, but I had no time to do anything, I was gasping for air.

Ouch! Well, it was awful. And what good friends I had then!

His best friend was Julia, oh Julia, always Julia! Julia who gave me a kiss.

But that kiss was like a breath of fresh air. Of course, I didn't know it then...

I remember we went out, we went for a walk all over the city, ...and then we ended up at our house,

because my parents went away somewhere as usual.

Of all the rooms in the house we chose my parents' bedroom. Of course

we stayed there all night. The next day, I remembered it as if Alfonso had been there. My God, Alfonso!

Alfonso was my friend at the time, who I threw away like a ball.

Hello! I'm telling my story and you're ignoring me! I'm talking about my adventure with Julia!

Fucking Julia! How the hell can I remember her? Oh my God, that stupid Julia... oh my God...!

Why should I tell you...

I love you. I love you very much.

Anya?

Hi, Mom!

- Adriana is on the phone. - Okay, tell her I'm busy.

I'm not saying. You've called me three times, I've apologised three times, I won't do it a fourth time!

- Come down and talk to him, then you can come back to your room. - Tell him I'm asleep.

- I can't talk to him now. - It's not fair, Beto, to that poor girl!

- Andréa is sleeping! - She is waiting on the line and I don't know what to say to her!

- You can't be on the phone forever! - I'll talk to him later, okay?

No! I'm not going anywhere! The other way around! You come down, you talk to him, you come back.

- to your room and sleep as long as you want! - I'm sleeping now. I'd rather have coffee with you downstairs in the dining room...

A coffee, Mom, please! I love you, Mom, kiss, I love you...

- Good morning! - No! Don't make me breakfast. Why don't you make the phone call?

- Beto, get on the phone and call Adriana. - I'll call her after breakfast.

No! Do you know how many times you've abused me to get you out?

About ten times already times with sayings like that!

When I finish breakfast, I will.

Beto, please, take that phone and call Adriana.

- Mom, I'll call you as soon as I can. I don't want to talk to her now. - But what's your problem? I want to understand?!

I would really like to know what the problem is here. That girl has rung me ten times!

- Mom, I don't want to talk now. No problem, I just don't want to talk to him. - Then...

what's the next step? Next time you call me, I'll be forced to answer,

that you can't talk to him because because you're sleeping with Andréa in your room!

Is that OK with you?

Of course!

No problem!

Can you tell me something?

- You're welcome! - You both lost your tongues?

Well, that's nice!

Anya, do you want coffee?

Bia, give me a shot of rum!

One more!

Looking for your kids?

What?

They can't really be here.

If somewhere else are stirring.

- You stinking bitch! How dare you talk about them like that! - Hey, girl!

- You'd better get out of here! - Don't you dare touch me!

Well, look at you!

I've been looking for you all week, Beto, calling you at home, and you never answered.

I spoke to your mother, I left messages, Beto!

You had no intention of reassuring me, what had happened!

Leave me alone! Leave me alone! I don't want to talk to you! Get lost!

You and Andréa! And you were there with him. He planned the whole shit! Because he wanted to end it!

You think, I'm that stupid?

You think, I'm just a clown?

I thought I was the one to end our relationship, Beto. What is this guy doing here? How could you do this to me?

You're just another big asshole! I hope you two are happy together!

What the hell was that Andréa? What does this guy want from you?

Are you still going on with this crap? Are you still going on with this shit?

Shit, you promised you'd put an end to this!

Get out of here! You promised you'd ignore the guy. Are you still with him?

- Andréa, don't listen to him! Andréa, don't listen to him! - Didn't you see?!

- Haven't you seen it?! - But I saw it!

Don't listen to him, Andréa! Andréa! Just listen to your brother!

Just listen to him!

You think you know him? Do you know what I have to put up with at home?

Don't worry about it, what others say!

Andréa! I know very well how they live here in Valenca!

I'm here for you, so you can stand up for yourself! We're in love!

You're just a coward!

- Coward! - You...

You... you're a selfish bastard! A selfish guy. A selfish guy!

You have no idea what goes on at home.

You know nothing! You don't know my brother, or my father, you know nothing!

- You think you're so smart, but it's all in your head! - Calm down!

- We could do it together, but you don't want to! - Of course! With you everything would be solved!

Bastard!

Coward!

Do you like it?

This was the last time, you could touch me.

Undorodok of you!

I'm coming!

- Adriana! - Andréa!

- Are you OK? - I'm fine!

- Rachiel said you were here, I haven't seen you for a long time, I came to see you. - Sit down.

- What? - Nothing...

- Why are you laughing, Dri? - Never mind him!

Out with it!

Do I tickle you?

- Spit it out, Dri! - All right!

- I don't think I can tell you. - What the hell is it? Stop being mysterious! Out with it!

Oh, Andréa! I saw you fucking once.

Shit, Dri! Fuck you!

Andréa! Look here!

Look at me! You are a magical person,

an amazing boy!

You know what a sweet guy you are, with a huge heart, Andréa!

Everything we have lived together, me, you, Beto, we will never forget!

Yes!

Dri, you are also a magical woman. You are a beautiful and resourceful, talented creature.

And...

And you do everything changed everything!

Goodbye!

Goodbye!

11 October 1996.

- Hi! - Hi, Andréa!

- Are you OK? - I'm fine.

- How can I help? - No, I'm just leaving a little letter for Beto.

- Come in, he's home. - No, I'm in a hurry, I'll just leave it here!

- Please give it to him! - Sure, of course! Is everything all right?

Of course!

- Goodbye! - Thanks, bye!

Beto! Hello, Beto!

- Hi, Mom! - Here's a letter for you. It's from Andréa.

- Now? - He just left it!

Thanks, Mom!

Beto!

You know how difficult I am, how I can't express myself.

Still, I'm thinking of writing a letter.

I will never forget the poem that Dri read to us. It was about how ridiculous love letters are.

But not for me! Firstly, because I was struggling with the same feelings.

I was driven by compulsion, to smell your scent.

Let me stroke your hair, your arms, so I can sleep with you and make love to you.

And in the end I gave myself completely to you.

I felt like I was in the song: Love burns invisible.

Maro wound, that does not create feelings.

An unhappy pleasure.

This is the first love letter, I wrote.

And I can already feel that a bit ridiculous.

Writing this letter, I see, such love of letters only makes everything more irremediable.

I wrote to tell you how much I love you. And also because it has to be in our story here and now.

Forgive me for not being bold enough to say this to your face. But I still have to get used to the fact that my time has come.

I can assure you, this will be our greatest friendship.

Andréa.

Watch out, car!

Hello? Yes, it is!

I see.

- What? Don't you knock anymore? - Beto!

A terrible thing I have to say.

Andréa has had an accident. She was hit by a car and died.

Who is making these crazy claims?

- I don't want it! - Don't do anything crazy!

Rainy weather forecast continues in Rio...

January... Brazil has lost one of its biggest idols.

Renato Russo has died. The singer-songwriter bequeathed to us the supreme mission of love.

- Renato, no! Renato no! - Renato who?

Well Renato, Beto?! Renato Russo is dead. Didn't you see him?

That was Andréa!

In memory of young people who passed away early and lived such intense lives, like our hero, Renato Russo.

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I love you.

I love you very much.