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ANGELS OF THE SUN

Luzia, come!

Remember her, Mr. Tadeu? Luzia.

All grown-up! And her hair?

She looks sick.

She was down with you know...

Malaria.

Sorry, Mr. Jose. I c-c-can't take sick girls.

What about that one? Maria!

Go, go!

Maria is 12 already.

She’s quiet

an obedient daughter.

Deal, Mr. Jose.

Go pack your things. Go. Now!

Why do I have to go, mom?

Your father says so.

Let me stay.

Mr. Tadeu will give you a good job, a home

a better life.

God willing you'll find your sister there.

N-next summer, Mr. Jose, your baby girl, t-then?

Come on, kid. It's a long t-trip.

Mr. Tadeu, how's my daughter Raquel?

She's fine.

In B-Bras'edlia, I heard.

She'll be s-s-sending you money soon.

Come on.

Hey, Mr. Tadeu.

Cutie, eh, Mr. Tadeu?

Go, Tonho. Drive this rusty beater! Drive!

Get off.

Move, girls. Go! Go!

Come on!

-Get in. Tonho! -Get in, kid!

Move, move!

Go on, In'eas! -I ain't got all day!

Hurry!

About time. Save it for later.

How are you, Mr. Tadeu?

Mrs. Nazar'e, 1st c-class g-goods.

Why are you crying?

She--

Don't be afraid.

I'm gonna help you, girls.

That's why Mr. Tadeu brought you here.

You'll take a bath and rest now.

Tonight you'll get new dresses,

and gentlemen will come over

Your new daddies will give you a better life.

Stela? -Yes, ma’am?

See to the girls.

Follow me, my angels.

Great girls

except the one with the cocky look!

She's 13, and p-pure.

Pure?! With that look?

She's sure gotten laid, and liked it!

Same old deal, except half for her.

Take it, or take her back.

The others can stay.

-But madam-- -Tonho!

Ok, whatever you say, ma'am.

Quiet, gentlemen!

Like I said, excellent commodities this time.

I’ll start with the most expensive one.

A pure flower in this garden of evil. A gem.

Her teary eyes hide her many qualities.

Bids start at $2,000 for the Crying Princess.

$2,100!

$2,100!

$2,100. Looking for more. $2,300, $2,400

I'll wait in the car with your money.

Go on, go!

Now the Congressman is happy it's my turn.

I need a girl for my son who's turned 15.

A nice clean kid.

I can't stop the auction

but I'll give you dibs for old time’s sake.

Next up we have a real beauty.

Pretty, slender and pure as dawn.

A delight for every night. I'm looking for $1,500.

$2,500!

For $3,500, my dear landowner

For $3,500, my dear landowner

For $3,500, my dear landowner

All right, Nazar'e. Done.

Chico!

Gotta go. Yeah, boss?

They'll stay at the old house by the river.

Edgar and I will stop by to celebrate his birthday.

Give them a few drinks.

It might cure those long faces.

Will do, boss.

Go on. Go on.

This hole is better than where I came from.

Pouting won't do you any good. It's useless now.

Look, you're gonna have to do it.

Don't know what I mean?

He'll sleep with ya.

You're lucky he's the master’s son

not a bastard like him.

Secrets, huh? Bottoms up. The boss comes right away.

Bottoms up, girl. C'mon.

You dig your booze huh, baby?

I'm not for you, geezer!

Not today maybe.

But in a month or so, the boss gets fed up

and you'll see what the geezer got comin’ for ya.

Come on in, Edgar.

Your birthday gift.

Aren't they pretty? The one in yellow is yours.

Knock yourself out. You got all the right today.

Go on, sonny.

Girl,

in there, take good care of my boy. Go on.

Go, I said!

Daddy said you're mine!

No! No! No!

What's going on?

Show her you're the the boss. Hit her!

Go ahead.

What the fuck, Edgar?

Are you a fag? Go on!

Are you my son? I'll show you how it's done. Come here.

Lie down.

Edgar! Let's go.

Chico!

Chico! Chico!

Yeah, boss?

That one’s yours for the night.

Early morning, put both bitches on the plane to the mines.

Tell Jo'eo to leave them at Saraiva’s club.

I'll pay him a call later.

C'mon, you!

Wakey, wakey!

Welcome to Socorro.

I got 220 down.

I say, 461!

Same shit every month!

Get pissed all you like...

cause I got laid 461 times, not you! And I write real good!

Sure, but you can't count!

-Son of a bitch! -Fuck!

Save that cursing to your clients, hear me?! Fuck!

Is it a bad time, Saraiva?

Every month at payday

I have to hear this bitch complain.

Being the only one who can read and write

she says I don't pay her enough.

Enough, my ass!

Fuck off!

Fuck off!

From Mr. Louren'eo's farm. They didn't fit in.

They didn't, did they?

They're to stay here.

He said he's planning a visit real soon.

Our supplies?

Being unloaded. The diesel for the generator will come by boat.

Nothing is missing from your order.

Quite the contrary! Got more than I bargained for.

Girls, I'm Saraiva. Mr. Saraiva!

Your new benefactor owner of the club and the warehouse.

And you are?

The one in yellow is In'eas. In red, Maria.

Of course. You're In'eas. Naughty, huh?

And you're Maria.

Lock at me. C'mon. Do it!

She's sad, poor thing!

Listen up,

I don't care what went on at that farm.

You begin a new life today! You'll each have a room.

And more: I'll feed you

clothe you, give you medicines, er,

-Perfumes. -perfumes!

sleep with my clients. Easy, huh?

And I'll jot it all down in my little book.

-Can either of you read? -No.

Great! Literate whores are bad for business.

Kelli!

Prepare the girls a bath. Do 'em up real nice

cause tonight the Red House will rock!

Just one more thing:

Don't get any ideas, say, like trying to run away.

we're in the jungle, where gators, snakes, and panthers will eat you up.

A single soul ran away, but I chased her

and killed 'er.

I did.

I did.

There. Go to your rooms.

A drink? - Sure.

A drink? - Sure.

What's wrong with her? - Malaria. C'mon!

-Gimme your sandals. -Why?

We walk barefoot here.

We all share that bathroom so use it only when necessary.

Lunch and dinner in the front room.

No Breakfast. We're all asleep, anyway.

Drinking is only allowed in service, and beware: guys here are bastards

Jusi fight and get wasted.

The bars keep patrons from comin' in or goin' out without payin'

I'll go fetch your clothes.

Closed doors with clients only!

Hello?

Hello! Hello! Good people of Socorro!

-DRUGSTORE -Yes, we got

new faces at the Red House. Line starts at 8 pm!

For fresh meat, it's 3 grams of gold.

No hagglin'. 3g. of gold! Later!

Maria,

your new clothes:

Hot pants, colorful tops, cool outfits

charged to your account.

Here.

And this is a free gift from me. C'mon.

Good stuff. Open it. Smell it. C'mon.

Lie down.

Maria, you'll sleep with a man with German porcelain teeth.

Lie down. This daddy gets to be the 1st around here.

Do it, dammit!

Sweet, eh, Z'e?

Nothing like young kids, huh? Got your money’s worth.

Bye! You're up.

You get what ya pay for.

- Don't - ! - It's me.

What?

I'm running away. Wanna come with?

But how? Where to?

Anywhere but here, Maria.

This jungle's full of creatures.

I'm all bruised

and sore...

and dirty!

So am I, Maria. But forget that now.

I gotta go.

Crawlin', if I have to.

And the geezer, Saraiva?

It's all quiet.

They've passed out drunk.

How are we gonna leave?

We're locked up behind bars.

I'll find a way.

Are you in or not?

You're escaping, right?

It's dangerous.

So is staying here.

Okay. I'll show you a way out.

But, Shh!

Grab a couple of those shirts to keep bugs off.

Follow the river banks, and stop for nothing

-Come with us! -I wished, but it's a long walk.

I'm 3 months pregnant. Go!

Here. Go!

Movel Movel

Tie the dogs up. We'll camp out here tonight.

Givin up, boss'?

We'll get those bitches tomorrow.

Think there's big animals out here?

The fire will keep them away.

-Yeah, I do.

I'm still sore.

too.

How come they like doin' it, when it hurts so bad?

I could be good.

Doing it with someone you like is good.

You never had a boyfriend?

Not even for play?

I had one. For real.

He had a wife & a kid. An old man, really old

I mean thirtyish.

He slept with me, and was gone.

My stepdad found out, said he'd tell my mom

unless I slept with him, too.

Then, whenever Mom left home

that fucker would come after me.

Then one day she caught the asshole with me.

Know what she did?

Kicked me out! Me!

Hey, not her man, huh?

My mom...

What about ‘er?

It's a gift from her.

If we escape, you wanna go back?

Yeah. Wanna come with?

Maybe. I have nowhere to go.

They'll have to stop soon.

Let's go.

Maria, look! Come on!

Anybody home?!

You can stay here tonight. You're safe.

After sunrise,

we're an easy 1 hour walk to this back road I know.

You're gonna be fine.

No!

Come on out!

C'mon!

You know why you're here, right?

These brats ran away against my best advice.

I told you no one escapes from here!

But there's worse: They had help.

One of you helped them.

Yeah, and I'll find out who it was. Oh, yeah.

Who was it? Huh?

Who helped you, dammit?!

And you, fuckin' whore?!

Who helped you? Speak!

Ballsy! Good.

Not a single word.

You deserve a prize, not punishment.

You deserve a prize, not punishment.

You deserve a prize, not punishment.

You're to stay shut in your room for a month without a cent.

Servicing clients.

But you,

you deserve a prize.

Curi'f, my jeep. I'm going for a ride!

Kelly, take 'em out, the runaways, too,

but first play that song I dig.

Get up, kid. Saraiva said you're free to leave

and come eat with us.

Cheer up. It's over.

C'mon.

I dig dancin', but he had 2 left feet

and he stomped mine left & right.

He's ready to fuck, and you kept dancin’? Shut up!

You okay?

Thanks for not ratting me out to Saraiva.

What's the big secret?

Bite me.

You learned your lesson?

-Shut up, Sheila. -Come shut me up.

I speak all I want, okay?

I dig it here. I really do.

Better than elsewhere. But if your friend doesn't

too bad, cause she can't escape.

Not everyone likes this shitty joint!

Well, I do.

What kind of job would I get, Celeste?

As a housemaid?

God forbid. Sinful?

Starving is sinful.

I meet people and earn my own money here.

What money? I ain't never seen any!

Ne neither.

F’eltima, nice to meet ya.

I hate my poor white trash name. Oh, well.

Better poor than sick.

Sheila! Isn't it?

I don't get sick.

Just this once with the clap. No biggie.

How come you like this place?

It ain't bad, kid. I like It. Sheila's right.

We can dance, and stuff.

You mean, fuck, Lurdes?

Very funny. I am looking for a husband, tough.

Many find husbands at brothels.

I trust St. Anthony to find my man.

She’s like a broken record.

I'm looklng indeed For a husband just for me.

My princesses, have I got a surprise for you.

A surprise?

And you, brat?

Learned your lesson? Was 1 month enough?

Now you know better than trying to escape, huh?

Good. Hey, you'd look cuter with longer hair.

Kelli, she's ready to work the lounge.

The surprise, Daddy-o?

And what will I do?

Miss me, as I'll miss you.

I will, Luiz Henrique.

-Promise? -With all my heart.

-I'll call you every day. -Hearing you will--

Nice people of Socorro!

The Red House new acquisition is a TV set!

From now on my girls will watch soaps

with heartthrobs and stars. But after 8 p.m.

with heartthrobs and stars. But after 8 p.m.

it's working hours. Time to go to bed.

But I saved the best for last, gentlemen:

Come watch the upcoming

Soccer World Cup matches at the Red House!

Saraiva suspects I helped you guys out

though he's not sure.

Well only a fool wouldn't, seeing how I dis him openly.

He thinks I'm pregnant with his child.

What a sucker!

My child has no father.

That goon he placed at the door?

Juli'eo. Has more than 100 deaths to his name.

He stinks so badly I bet he’s glued there.

Let's get a room, bitch.

Forgive my weakness. You were gone for so long!

Long? I'm gone for a month

and you sack the first guy you see? You slut! Whorel

He doesn't know any whores.

Not even!

Enough! Get to work.

C'mon!

No. With the Cup we'll have lots of expenses.

Jesus! It's like there's 5 brats in there.

Saraiva, I should shoot your dirty face.

Celeste, you cow!

I'd give you new shoes, but you got hooves.

Pig!

Pig!

What?! Try me, brat.

C'mon, Maria. ain't worth it.

Remember your girl friend's fate?

He needs to talk to you Come and sit.

Beats me how these girls survive.

That mother-to-be looks so helpless.

Relax. I'll be her midwife.

Well, happy doc?

You know I'm no doctor, just a Health Agent.

Can we talk in private?

-Go ahead. -That sick girl?

Dorinha?

She's not down with Malaria.

Great.

So she's faking it?

No. I suspect it's way more serious: AIDS.

This thing is everywhere. Without a cure.

Deaths are on the rise in mines.

You suspect it. It means nothing.

I've seen it. She has all the symptoms. I bet it's AIDS.

Right. Say I buy it. Now what?

I need to run blood tests on all the girls

and they must only have intercourse with condoms.

Think these men will screw with rubbers on their dicks?!

I just wanna help -Absolutely not.

I'm shocked at these kids' utmost abandonment.

Hold it right there! I come from Sampa, a serious town

and this is a proper boardin' house.

Wasn't it a club?

At night. Daytime it's a boarding house.

I rent out rooms to homeless girls

but what they do in them is their own business.

I see.

Look, many don't agree, but I'm their benefactor.

They're lucky they met me.

God knows where and how they lived before.

You're convinced you're helping them?

Look, I see myself as a businessman yeah.

Like a circus owner, a network or theater owner.

Well, I'm a hotel and club owner.

For general entertainment, ya know. That's me.

Hey, man, I didn't create the world.

I found it like this.

- I get it. - Good.

And mind your own business.

cause the sheriff enforces the law, and appvoves the Red House.

Go honor your shitty federal wages.

Fine. I'll go back to my physicals.

Do that. Then get out of my face.

Saraiva, you motherfucker! Come out! Where's Dorinha?

Hey, Saraiva!!

What the fuck?! Can't I brush my teeth now?

Where's Dorinha? -What about ‘er?

What did you do with 'er?

You're such a pain, Celeste. The doctor's taken her!

What doctor?! -The health bro!

She went to the Capital for proper treatment.

-I don’t buy it! -Me neither!

You two got some nerve, huh?

Is that true, Saraiva?

Do I look like a liar? Of course!

I'm concerned with your well-being.

She was suck, okay? And I helped.

Look all I gave you. Look, you bitch!

Individual rooms? Check.

New outfits, perfumes? Check.

It's check, check, check! I've given you the best.

The best!

Now leave me alone.

The opening of another Soccer World Cup.

Come cheer at the Red House.

Brazil!

Hey! Aren't guests welcome here?

Mr. Louren'eo! What a nice surprise!

How are you, Saraiva?

-I'm fine. And you, Jo'eo? -I'm good.

- A drink? - Later.

You're here for our Cup festivities?

No. I'm off to Party meetings in Bras'edlia.

Thought I'd come inspect our business.

And have a few days of fun, as well.

Perfect. It will be soccer & sex 24/7.

How are the ladies going?

Working happily, as usual.

How about those two I sent last summer?

Haven't you heard?

They fucked up the very 1st day, trying to run away.

And did they?

Hell no! I chased them back, c'mon!

Good.

Yeah, but one died.

Died how?

I saw right away she meant trouble.

I had to teach her a lesson

but she was so weak,

malnourished, that's the word.

And 'er a shame.

It's a pity.

But the other one's quite lucrative. Your share's safe.

And where is she?

And where is she?

Right there.

Your benefactor, Mr. Louren'eo.

Get up.

Get up, dammit!

Fucking bitch. And her hair!

It won't grow. Remember her?

How cauld I forget? She's taken my son’s virginity.

Saraiva, we're almost family.

-You bitch! -Never mind.

Let me handle it.

Are the rooms still that way?

Sure. Right that way.

Please, take wour time, Mr. Louren'eo. Take your time.

Was it good?

At this young age, it always is.

We get off!

Yeah, but that bitch's become a headache.

Quiet upon arrival, she’s now rude, unruly.

Thought I’d trade her and some others

for Tonh'eo's mine club girls.

-To promote buslness. -Good call.

Leave her with me these next few days.

I'll teach her manners.

You know I'm good at it.

Celeste, I'm running away.

Again?

Will you help me?

You know what'll happen if Saraiva catches you?

Please, help me!

Even if I do, Maria, it'll be harder.

Saraiva's alert and keeps the keys in his pocket.

I know I can escape. And it's tonight!

Can I borrow it? -Sure.

Are you gonna go home?

I don't think I'm ever gonna go back.

Hang out here a little longer, then.

Grab that bag under my bed.

you're dead for sure.

Here. The number of a lady I knew in Rio de Janeiro

wlwere I should never have left.

Her name's Vera.

Is she a hooker, too?

Used to be. Now who knows.

At least it's someone, right?

If you ever get there, she'll help you out.

Can you read, Maria?

I only read numbers.

That's good enough.

If it's a baby girl, I'll call her Maria.

Let's hear the Brazilian National Anthem!

It's the hour of truth:

Brazil Vs. Turkey, a new battle of spunk

and hope for an unprecedented title!

The ref's ready. Go, Brazil, for a 5th title!

The '98 final is history. Let's win this.

And it's kick-off!

Ronaldo kicks, Roberto Carlos runs alongside

That bitch walked all night, but I'll get 'er.

You haven't seen her?

Tonight nobody sleeps. She's headed for the road. C'mon!

What the...? Wanna kill yourself?!

Please, give me a ride!

Now what, boss?

She drowned. We'll say she drowned, hear me?

Let's go, folks. Life goes on.

That's a public phone. Use this card.

Good luck, kiddo.

Zuleide? Tell Casturina I'll be late for lunch.

Yeah. Bye.

- Hello? - Hello?

Hello?! Who did you call?

Mrs. Vera.

You've come a long way, baby!

Why the hell Celeste moved to that ditch?!

I'll be paid in gold, she'd say.

leaving Paradise for Hell.

Your mama! Stupid cuckold! Asshole!

Long time no shower, huh?

Have you got any ID?

No problem. Leave that to me.

We'll go home now and get you an ID tomorrow.

Unbelievable! You still here?!

I need money. Go! I've got bills due.

T'enia, Sandra, this is Maria, your new roommate.

Sandrinha, business was weak yesterday, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Listen, girl, I 'm onto you, okay?

Go! Go!

First, go wash off that stench, then rest.

Your haircut sucks.

But it'll grow.

We’ll get you set tomorrow.

Welcome to the Wonderful City!

So many are born and dead, huh?

Look at all these people we never knew.

You’re too young. In Rio, people are on the look out.

15 would be okay but you're 12, dammit!

1983. She'd be 18 now!

Get used to your new name, Isabela.

What are we gonna do?

Not a thing! Just memorize your new name

and I'll handle the rest.

A notary friend of mine will get you your new ID

and name today.

And is that right?

Not really, but its not wrong either.

Let's get you a nice ID snapshot

then go home, sweetie.

It'll be quite a night!

Cheer up, princess. Come look.

You're set, Maria. No! Isabelal

Listen: Maria’s dead.

You’re now Isabela F. dos Santos.

Try these sandals.

Come here. Look what I've got.

This cute little number. Look.

Now the blue top. Blue suits you.

Beautiful!

And a wig to make you look older.

Pretty chick like you gonna score big time.

It's gonna rain gringos in your bed! Bye, competition.

I'm introducing you to a French guy

who's into young teens.

And a friend is gonna post your photo on the Iniernet.

Internet?

Yeah. Computers, kid.

With your sexy nude photos on the Internet

gringos will pick you from their home countries.

With a godmother like me, you're set!

Listen, the French and my buddy are over there.

I'll be right back. Wait here.

How much is it?

What?! You work for free?

Didn't like my truck?

Where are you goin’?

Anywhere.

You're lucky I'm going that way.

But what do I get for the ride?

What was your name again?

Isabela.

This screenplay is based on real events described in articles

published by the Brazilian press

and by Non-Governmental Organizations.

A report published in January 2005

by the Brazilian Human Rights Special Agency

has denounced the sexual exploitation of children

and teenagers in 937 Brazilian districts.

It is estimated that 100,000 children and teenagers

are currently being sexually exploited in Brazil.