All language subtitles for Madam Beja s01e05.eng

I wanna get out.

How's the pudding? Good?

-Delicious.
-It's very good.

Come here, Juca.

This is to tame Beja.
Because today she will serve me a feast.

Wine?

-Juca.
-The Magistrate is generous today.

Let me out of here. Please.

I can reward you if you let me go.

The last breast I touched
was my mother's.

When I was a baby.

Emeralds. You like it, don't you?

The Magistrate didn't see it
when he plucked me.

It could be yours.

Putting my life at risk to help you?

-No way.
-Mota is a coward.

He only hurts women.

Ten�rio came,
used me and got away with it.

He didn't get away with it.

Then let him kill me.
Because I'm not staying here anymore.

Tell him that.
When he comes to serve himself.

Have you ever thought about
what you could make if you sold them?

Think better.

A man who doesn't like women
is not respected.

But everybody respects money.

Hit me.

Hit me so he doesn't get suspicious.

Your stewards were...

-Good afternoon, gentlemen.
-Good afternoon.

I am Beja.

The most expensive item in this palace.

Beja.

-But the Magistrate is a generous man.
-Beja.

He will give you
the opportunity to buy me.

-At an auction.
-Sorry, gentlemen.

Beja... Sorry, gentlemen.

-She has lost her mind.
-One hundred thousand R�is.

-Two hundred!
-I'll give you a gold bar!

-Two gold bars.
-What do you think you're doing?

-Four gold bars.
-Guards!

Party's over! Guards!

MADAM BEJA

-Didn't you like the meat, son?
-I'm not hungry.

Ant�nio, what about the election?

Has your uncle arranged
any more meetings with the colonels?

Isn't that all there is to my life now?

Politics and marriage?

You're no different from gold.

Nor the precious stones
I take from the mines.

You belong to me.

Even to be auctioned off,
you need my permission.

When the feeling of ownership
is too strong...

who owns whom?

-What nonsense are you talking?
-You call yourself my master.

But ever since you met me,
your actions have been dictated by me.

Simply because I exist.

Look around.
I've taken everything from you.

Even your clothes. Because I wanted to!

No. You did it because I hurt you.

And you've done much more.

For my beauty,
you killed my grandfather.

Out of jealousy, you killed Ten�rio.

And you would have killed every single
guest if they had touched me.

My body is your temple,

where you offer all your sacrifices.

And you talk about making use of me,
as if it were trivial.

But you need my body.

My body is your food.

And you need more, always more.

All men need us, women,

to exist.

You are born from our wombs.

And you try to diminish us
because you're afraid...

of our power.

Of our strength.

Haven't you understood yet?

I am

your god.

Take off your clothes.

Take off your clothes.

Would you like to help yourself?

Are you hungry?

Are you thirsty?

Who's in charge here?

You.

You.

I never wanted to deceive anyone,
Father. I swear.

Lying is a deviation born of sin.

What do I do now?

If Antonio learns the truth
from someone else,

he'll feel betrayed, don't you think?

-You woke up already?
-Don't bother me, foreman.

I can't let you squander
the little you have left.

I need money.

I should've known. You want to go
to court and complain to dad.

To ask for your funds back.

You're not going to do that
by plundering the family estate.

I don't have the courage, after all.
To sell what Mom left me.

Get dressed. Colonel Botelho wants
you at Mass every day.

Maybe if you pray, God will give you
what you need to go to court.

In nomine patris
et filii et spiritus sancti.

Amen!

Deus in vita nostra cotidie adest.
Pater custodit nos.

Even when man is filled with sin
and forgets God,

God does not forget his children.

For the Lord is merciful.

God will have no mercy on you.
Wait until I talk to my father.

But we only reach God's truth...

if we find it in our hearts.

In our actions and in our words.

I lied.

What are you talking about?

That night I fell asleep with you,
you were already asleep.

I'm still pure.

And you're still holy.

As God made you.

"This cup is the new covenant
in my blood, poured out for you."

I'm sorry.

Ang�lica, you...

-There will be no wedding.
-Ant�nio.

-Ang�lica.
-Maria.

Ant�nio.

-Listen to me, please.
-I've listened to enough. Let me go.

I wouldn't have told you the truth,
If I wanted to harm you.

If you truly cared about me,
you'd never have lied.

Listen to me!

You owe me respect. I'm your brother.

I don't see you like a brother.

Go and discuss
your thoughts with the priest.

Or say nothing.

When the mind doesn't know,
the mouth stays shut.

I've kept quiet for too long.

Didn't you want to hear the truth?
That's the truth.

I never loved you as a brother.

Doesn't that move you?

Your girlish whims?

No.

If Monsieur Mota has been called
back to court,

it's because there must be
a better job for him.

Governor of a province?

Royal advisor?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is that you've done
a great job and I'm up to the Court.

Calm down.

Calm down, because the Court
isn't exactly a friendly place.

I'm not either.

Court is just the beginning,
Madame Constance.

Look, Grandpa,
what I found to decorate the crown.

Let me see.

You look beautiful. A princess.

A Queen. I want to be a Queen.

With a crown and a throne...

I can do whatever I want.

Why would I need a king?

That's exactly the way you like it.

Not a lover. Nor a bride.

Now I'm...

the Lady of Paracatu.

These people love you.

And they'll miss me
when I leave for Court.

Beja, we need to talk.

So that's it, you took my life.

You stole my future.

And now you're going to throw me away
as a garbage.

I'm setting you free.
Isn't that what you wanted?

Who are you to tell me
what freedom I dream of?

Beja...

It's time to part ways.

-I'll end up in a brothel or a convent.
-Not at all.

You have jewels, a carriage, money.
I even put a mine in your name.

Who says I want gold?

I want to go to Court.

I want to travel.

I want the world.

A woman with gold
opens all the doors she wants.

Are you afraid of losing her
to Dom Pedro?

No, Father.

I fear Beja.

She managed to bewitch me
and I almost lost my way.

May God be your guide, my dear.

But you'd better not take Beja to Court.

Clever as she is,
she'll end up seeing what she shouldn't.

It's not easy to convince
the colonels to support a mestizo.

Ant�nio has poise, Felizardo.
Just like me.

And he's educated.

-But he's single, Ceci.
-Coffee?

Sugar-free. Bitter as it should be.

I also want Ant�nio to get married.
Soon.

But it has to be with Ang�lica.

Do you think you're fooling me?

You're not interested
in your son's career.

-You're worried about your future.
-I don't know what you're talking about.

Your dream is that no one will remember
you married a black man.

Felizardo,
Genoveva won't give you children.

Fortunato only cares about herbs.

It's my grandchildren who will carry on
our family name.

No marriage, no grandchildren.

Mark my words:

there will be a wedding,
and it'll be with Ang�lica.

Forgive Ang�lica, sonny.

That was a girl's folly, you know.

My blood boils at the thought
of almost getting married, for nothing.

One way or another,
you're going to have to get married.

You know that.

Ang�lica.

Stop with this nonsense of:
"He loves me, he loves me not.

He loves me, he loves me not."

What matters is you, not a flower.

-I really want to marry Ant�nio.
-Yeah?

And you'll keep crying like this?
Or are you going to do something?

I thought we weren't friends anymore.

I'm willing to build
the friendship the priest wants.

As long as he convinces
the Magistrate to take me to Court.

Mota's mind is made up.

But since I'm going with him
to the Capital,

I can try to persuade him.

Be careful, man!

This saint is worth gold.

The Magistrate is so generous.

He'll take so many saints to all
the churches in Rio de Janeiro.

He owes God
for the new position he was given.

I'm telling you, Mota is a good man.

What he needs is to be good to me.

Convince him to take me to Court.

And I'll give you what you want.

I'll convince him in the Capital.

Then he'll send for you.

Sonny? You came
to church twice in the same day?

Father Aranha.

What a joy to see you willing
to come to church.

Your late mother would've been happy.

Yeah. God rest her soul.

Amen. What can I do for you?

I would like to go to confession,
Father.

I have sinned.

All right, sonny.

Say it. God hears you.

-I took gold that wasn't mine.
-But why?

-Because I needed it.
-And whose gold was it?

-Dad's.
-So it's not such a big deal.

Everything of your father,
one day it will be yours.

Say two Our Fathers and two Hail Marys,
and God will forgive you.

-Thank you, Father.
-You're welcome.

Thank you, Father,
for the grace I have received.

Now I can go to Court. And be forgiven.

Let's go.

Au revoir, Madame Constance.
It's been a pleasure.

I hope to meet you more often
in the salons of life.

Monsieur Mota.

Don't you want to see
how the saints have settled in, mister?

Mr. Joaquim In�cio Silveira da Mota.

Won't you have
the decency to say goodbye to me?

I couldn't find you anywhere.

I'm going to miss you. My Beja.

This is due to the heartbreak
you caused in me.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

-In the Emperor's hall.
-Why there?

All the nobility will be gathered there.

Do you want to hand out papers calling
for the emancipation of Brazil at court?

Where else can we find
people with power?

-And who hate the Portuguese Crown?
-How are we going to enter?

We'll be invisible.

-So far, so good.
-But let's remain vigilant.

Especially with the leaflets.

Never has a wine barrel known
so much about politics.

I'm not going to beat around the bush.

There is another candidate.

-That's what I was afraid of.
-From where?

From Desemboque.

Married. With a pregnant wife.

That's what the colonels want
to support.

Tradition, family, virtue.

-Is that clear?
-Crystal clear.

Ant�nio?

What do you want me to say?
That I'm marrying Ang�lica?

Even if she hadn't lied to me,

is it fair she marries me
just for my candidacy?

Ant�nio, who cares what a woman wants?

I care about Ang�lica.

So don't forget that Ang�lica loves you.
That's enough for her.

Is your love enough for Mom?

I don't know what's going through
your head.

But our fight, your grandmother's fight,
cannot be won without sacrifice.

Excuse me.

It�s all starting again.
Ant�nio doesn't stop at home anymore.

I wanted so badly to know
where he was going.

The sooner you learn, the better,
my child.

Our will must never come to the surface.

But there are other ways for us to get
what we want without making a fuss.

Anyone who sees a finished embroidery
can't imagine the stitching behind it.

Nor the work that went into it.

I did it. I hid the leaflets.

Do you know
how we're going to distribute it?

We're not going to do anything.

The leaflets are going
to reach the people. You'll see.

It's hard to believe that you missed
a woman of Beja's stature.

You know when you're already drunk,
but it's impossible to stop drinking?

Sometimes we need to kill
the addiction before it kills us.

How did you get in here?

"Gold opens doors."
Isn't that what you told me?

Did you come after me?

And does "Madam Beja" need
a "Dom" to be "Madam"?

Madame Constance.

Apparently,
it's not time to stop drinking yet.

I'm not a woman who runs after men.

Tr�s bien, ma ch�rie.

Merci.

Is he Dom Pedro?

Yes, he's Dom Pedro.

And that lady next to him
is Princess Leopoldina.

Be careful.

Bullshit.

Who needs a prince, if you already have
your own white horse?

-Does she sing?
-Oui.

And very well.

You still haven't told me
why you came here to court.

To enjoy moments like this.

Ant�nio?

Are you lost?

From myself.

Do you want to fish? Take this one.

It's firmer, it bends little by little.

Just like us.

Next thing you know,
your hair�s gone white.

Mendon�a, have you ever regretted
a decision you made?

We always decide what's most important
at the moment.

To regret is to deny time.

And when we don't know
what's most important?

Then we think
about what's harder to lose.

Or what's easier to overcome.

I don't want to lose anything.

And I don't know
if I can get over it either.

Life is like a river.

Sometimes you catch a big fish,
other times you catch a little fish.

But they all have spines to pull out.

Hey, it looks like a big one.

Pull hard.

Yeah...

This one won't end the day in a pan.

Some days, we don�t catch anything.

Easy, boy.

The fun has only just begun.

You'll find the right path.

Just like your grandmother Lueji did.

What are you doing here anyway?

It's none of your business.

Confess that you came after me.

I did come,
but not for the reason you think.

Did you think I forgot you kidnapped me
and killed my grandfather?

You'd better get out
of here now for your own good.

Are you afraid I'll report you, Mota?

Not just any whore gets close
to the prince.

I'm not just any whore.

As if Dom Pedro would waste
his time on a fool like your grandpa.

No.

But he'll waste his time
with an important man like you.

Yeah, he'll waste his time.

Grandma Lueji.

How I wish I had your strength.

Your certainty.

Your grandmother was so special
that she found a way to stay with us.

Ant�nio.

Son...

when you take your place
in your grandmother's struggle,

she will stay alive right here in us.

Ant�nio.

Let me help you.

Are you following me, Ang�lica?

I'm worried about you.

Thanks, but I'd rather be alone.

I understand.

No one has ever looked after you.

I always wanted to,
but it wasn't easy to get close.

All your life, Ant�nio,
you only had eyes for Beja.

But what's left of her?

Apart from a few memories,
shattered dreams.

And that anger you carry around
in your heart.

My heart, Ant�nio...

is full of love.

For you.

It's always been for you.
It'll always be.

I like you too, Ang�lica.

I really do.

But I can't deceive you.

It's not the same way you like me.

No problem.

I can love for both of us.

Would you be happy married to me?

A lot.

Ever since I was a little girl,
I've dreamed about it.

I still see you as a girl.

But maybe it's time to see
you as a woman.

Your Highness sent for me?

This girl says you brought me a gift.
Do you have any idea what it is?

-If she told about the old man...
-It's about the saint.

Saints are pure.

Light.

But this one...

Excuse me, Your Highness.

It seems to have
a very guilty conscience.

Your Highness,
don't listen to this woman's antics.

Please let the lady explain
your gift to my husband, Magistrate.

The best way to ease
the Saint's conscience is...

Beja.

Arrest the Magistrate.

A man who was supposed to serve Brazil,
but preferred to steal shamelessly.

Your Highness, I can explain.

No, you don't have to.

Father Melo Franco can give
you more details.

There is a shipment of saints,
like this one,

sent to the Magistrate himself,
is on its way to the port right now.

I will kill you, you bitch.

I will kill you...

You fucking whore!

How did you find out that Mr. Mota
was embezzling gold?

What's more,
that he was carrying it in clay saints?

But you'd better not take Beja to court.

Clever as she is,
she'll end up seeing what she shouldn't.

Be careful, man!
This saint is worth gold.

Don't you want to see
how the saints have settled in, mister?

Mr. Joaquim In�cio Silveira da Mota.

Won't you have
the decency to say goodbye to me?

I couldn't find you anywhere.

I'm going to miss you. My Beja.

This is due to the heartbreak
you caused in me.

Men always leave traces, Madame.

Don't diminish your merit, dear.

You are now learning to think
with your brain and not your heart.

Thanks to you, Madame Constance.

Thank you.

Hey.

Beja.

I'm glad to see you.
I knew I'd get my dance.

It would be my pleasure...

to turn you down again.

You haven't forgotten Ant�nio yet.
Is that right?

Well, you should.

Because if he hasn't even decided
to marry Ang�lica, who is a pure girl,

he wouldn't marry
a flawed lady like you.

Beja. Would you like a dance?

To celebrate your great achievement.

Of course.

May I ask what you're doing here,
Botelhinho?

I've come to have
a conversation with you, dad.

I can already imagine the subject.

I can't believe you put a foreman
in charge of your own son's money.

You're my blood
and I don't believe it either.

Well, one day I'm going to
inherit everything you own.

And I will become Colonel Botelho.

You have a long way to go
to reach my level, Botelhinho.

Right? Now fix that hair.

This flower came from the Orient.

It's one of the rarest flowers
in the Baroness's garden.

But a woman like you it's even rarer.
A woman who shares the same tastes.

-I always wanted to see the world.
-Really?

So with me,
you can get to know whatever you want.

You can travel wherever you want.

Right now, for example,
if you close your eyes.

I can take you to see the stars.

I know that by your side I would know
places I never imagined.

And that Your Highness
would make me a marquess.

But I can't.

I won't let you get away.

I'm sorry, but I can't.

I don't want to be anyone else's.

The man I love didn't get married.

And I need to get back
to Arax� as soon as possible.

Excuse me.

-What is this?
-Leaflets.

It'll be a blast.

No candy?

ECHOES OF THE REVOLT

-This is an affront to the Crown!
-Let's go.

Hey, captives!

Get him! Don't let the other escape.

Congratulations, Ant�nio.

You've made the only possible decision.

Now we can unseat
Desemboque's candidate.

That is,
if Ant�nio doesn't scratch his head.

Nothing is more important than my fight.

My wedding to Ang�lica has been decided.

-You can set the date.
-That's great.

-You're getting married!
-I'm going to marry Ant�nio, Maria!

Just as I've always dreamed.

And the best thing
is that you won't have to leave.

You'll still be living here with us.

Do you think people will comment on it?

That Ant�nio went off
to marry his kid sister?

It's up to you, my child.

A woman's reputation
is her responsibility.

Her husband's reputation
is also her responsibility.

In fact, the reputation of the whole
family is her responsibility.

A woman's behavior dictates
what people say.

But I'm very calm.

I raised you to be a lady.
Ant�nio couldn't have had a better wife.

Or a more beautiful one.

You'll feel
like a princess in this dress.

Just like I felt.

SOME TIME LATER

Release these prisoners now!

Or die!

Come on, Fortunato.

-What kind of carriage is that?
-Apparently it's not from here.

They must be important people.
In such luxury.

I've never seen anything so neat.

It's a sin to splurge like that.

Look, it's a woman.

Do you think she'd have the guts
to come back?

After everything that's happened?

-Only if...
-Only if you're very bold.

It's like going back in time.

What Arax� doesn't know
is that I'm not the same Beja anymore.

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