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Maria.

Lower the gun. Please.

Are you afraid to die? Are you?

- Let's talk. - No.

I can't die and leave the greatest sinner ever still alive.

You'll imprison more souls, just as you did mine!

You bewitch people! You damn witch!

That's what you are! A witch!

- Please, listen to me. - No! You never listened to me! Ever!

Ever!

I've always wanted to be heard by you!

I've always wanted to be seen by you.

I've always wanted to feel you.

I've always,

always wanted to be you.

Since being me is too hard.

You don't know.

You don't know what it is to look at someone and feel different.

Always out of place. Always, always.

I'm so sorry.

Maria.

Stay there.

I was waiting for you.

I was waiting for you to take you with me.

Move. Walk ahead of me.

Go. Go, move.

- You'll regret this. - Move.

Lead on ahead of me.

Walk further. Go.

Move!

Go.

That's it.

That's it.

Do you like our resting place?

- What is this, Maria? - I love you.

That's for us to be together.

You and me.

For all eternity.

MADAM BEJA

- Are you sure she's here? - I saw Valdo shouting after her here.

I thought he sought the tombstone, but it adds up now.

He must've seen Maria and become obsessed.

Inspector, do you really need a gun?

You never know what the undead can do. Come.

Maria, enough.

- Stop this, please. - I told you!

I told you to be silent, you demon!

- I didn't... - Lower that gun, Maria!

Come here!

You won't kill anyone else.

If you don't leave me, I will!

- Easy. - Lower your guns.

Put them on the floor.

Do it!

Do you think I fear death?

I've died already!

Lower your guns!

Be quiet!

Yes. On the ground.

I'll shoot you.

The grave.

Get in the grave!

Get in!

That's it.

Quickly! Hurry up!

Good.

- Easy. - Lie down.

Do you want me to shoot?

That's it.

Now go. Go!

Get that shovel.

Get the shovel and bury them.

Do what I'm telling you to do!

- Inspector, I don't want to die. - Be calm, Januário.

I won't help you kill anyone.

It's not for killing!

No killing, just bury them up to their necks.

Go! Go! Throw it!

Since our grave is now occupied, then we'll rest in another.

A different grave.

Where pain disappears and tears are invisible forever!

Now toss it. Do it.

Do it!

Come here. Come.

Quiet.

Come, let's go!

The current here is too strong!

Since when do you care about me?

I care about our lives!

I've always pretended to be what everyone expects of me!

But you don't understand!

I've always loved you!

But I can't take it anymore!

You can transform that love!

Maria! Don't let go!

Maria, hang on!

Grab on!

Beja!

- No! - Hang on!

Grab on, Beja!

Don't let go!

Don't let go!

I never wanted to see fear in your eyes! Never!

I just wanted to see love!

Don't give up! Don't let go!

Are you sure they're here?

Maria mentioned a resting place where tears are invisible.

The river! Of course!

I can't lose anyone else to this river.

Dear God, I almost took the life of my brother!

- Why didn't you let me die? - I couldn't!

I'm lost already.

I'm condemned for all eternity, because I...

I touched those women.

- The prostitutes. - It was you?

The first one, it was her fault!

She's the one who messed with my head!

After I fled the Holy House,

if I had just waited a little longer for someone,

someone who really wanted me...

I came after you.

I did that just in time. I managed to see you.

You were so beautiful.

But, on that day, I was out of my mind, dominated by desire.

I didn't know there were others here.

I thought you were Beja.

You're one of those types?

If you want,

I could be Madam Beja.

All yours.

I could've sworn I was with you!

It was like that with all the whores.

In all the others who came after her, all of them,

I sought you, do you understand?

Do you see why I deserve to die?

Because I'm a sinner. Because it's wrong.

A woman can't desire another woman! It's sinful!

- I'm a monster! I am! - No, you're not!

It's men who call monsters those who deny their vile will!

Is it men's fault that I'm like this?

It's not about blame!

It's about what they steal from us!

What do you mean?

If a river is dammed, like you were, it dries up.

It dries up.

It dies!

That happened to me, too!

Bastards!

That's what they are! Bastards!

Look what they did to our lives!

There is still time for us to be who we are.

What of all the harm?

The harm I did to those women?

What did you do, Maria?

Besides sex with them?

I found Maria's rosary around here, I'd thought she'd died!

She may have brought Beja here.

It's hard to believe a woman killed the prostitutes.

Maria has many repressed desires.

When a volcano erupts,

you cannot control it.

- Help! Maria, no! - Beja!

Come, Januário!

Maria, no! Help!

- What happened? - Where's Maria?

She went into the river...

I tried to hold her! She was taken by the current!

Beja, she's done this trick before.

She may have done it to get away.

I'll find her, alright?

Januário, escort her back to her mansion, please.

No, I'd rather go by myself.

You two should search for her.

Are you sure?

Come, Januário.

You're painting again?

You always surprise me, my love.

I'll repaint all the paintings that were sold and destroyed.

I'll get over their rejection with what I do best.

With art.

And that's why I love you so.

Listen, we are not leaving Araxá. Do you understand?

We'll need to find a place soon, for our arts school.

Arts? Wasn't it music?

If I can teach music, you can teach painting!

Don't you think so?

We need only find a place.

I can't believe this.

My son!

It's not enough your house was vandalized?

- You need another house? - Well,

giving up is not an option for your mother and you know that.

Forgive me, ladies,

but there's no easy way to deliver these news.

I didn't know my daughter was alive.

- Now you want me to believe she... - She killed the prostitutes, Mrs. Ceci.

- She attacked Beja in the morning. - Beja, Beja, Beja! It's always her!

It's always that damned witch!

She has a way of making everyone believe she's a queen!

That she's Her Royal Highness!

That damned woman! That bitch!

My mother needs some time alone, Inspector.

And Maria?

Where is she? In jail?

It seems she got away.

I've put out an alert notice for the whole region.

My God!

I hope she won't kill anyone else.

I'm glad my father isn't here anymore.

He won't have to tolerate these people spurning us again.

I miss him so much, mother.

Losing a father is...

like losing a compass.

Remember this letter

you didn't want to read at the funeral?

I was waiting to see whether you'd forgiven your father.

Here.

It's best you hear it all in his own words.

It was his request, that secret.

Who else knows

that my father's alive?

Avelino.

Beja helped us a lot with his trip.

And Fortunato confirmed his supposed death.

That's why it was a closed casket.

So you do it for father?

That's why you refuse to leave Araxá?

Your father made a huge sacrifice for me.

As a widow, I can live with Avelino.

I can't throw that away.

Do you think he's happy, ma'am?

Wherever it is he went?

I believe he finally met with something he needed direly,

and didn't know it.

He's happy.

Africa is a mother that embraces all its children with love.

Father...

Father Otávio.

Father Jaime. A pleasure.

- Yes? - I'm here on account of the bishop.

He wanted me to check on your parish.

- They have never been so enlightened. - I imagine so.

Well, that's a great reason to stay and see for myself!

It's the only way to verify any false information

that may have reached the bishop.

- Someone wrote to the bishop? - Someone ill-intentioned, probably.

- That's life, no? - Be welcome.

You'll see how I treat the sheep of my flock.

Especially the heathens.

Who I am bent on setting back on the path of God.

You can go.

You're free.

Why?

Found another scapegoat to save me?

The killer of the prostitutes was a woman.

She got away.

I swear it's around here, your release warrant.

- Signed by the Judge. - Seriously? I just want to leave.

Please, place yourself in my shoes.

All the evidence pointed to you and Januário pressured me.

I told you I was innocent.

It was your word against the evidence.

- In my line of work... - I don't care.

I want to leave.

Fortunato, please give me a chance.

Give me a chance to explain myself.

You didn't believe me.

You jailed an innocent on my behalf.

I couldn't let you go to jail.

I love you.

I have never loved anyone in my life more than I love you.

I'd lie for you.

I'd kill for you.

I'd die for you.

Fortunato,

we can be together.

I've been offered to take over in Araxá.

I was going to return to Paracatu, but...

I'd accept the invite to stay with you.

Will you stay with me?

Stay with me.

Stay with me.

Good Lord have mercy!

I came to check the jail,

seeking some lost sheep to take in, but nothing here can be redeemed.

Your kind of sheep is the kind that needs putting down.

- Sinners! - Say no more, Father.

Say no more. I believe in God, but I don't believe in sin.

Easy, easy. Relax.

I will cleanse your sodomy with blood.

God shall applaud!

Doesn't God have more pressing matters?

Other than clapping for an insecure little priest?

- Belgard. - Don't speak the Lord's name in vain!

Come!

Beja!

He's going to kill us!

- What do you mean? - It's that idiot!

He seemed harmless until he had a gun!

Brothers!

I've just witnessed the foulest sin of Araxá!

The Inspector and the Apothecary kissing!

Like husband and wife!

They ran, but sinners always find shelter in the devil's lair!

We can't sit idly by!

We have to fight! God is beside us!

Enough!

- I'll put that priest in his place. - Careful, Beja!

Many atrocities have been done in the name of God!

He'll knock the door down!

- Down with the den of sin! - Through the back! I'll distract them!

May I know what the hell is this about?

Search everywhere! Every nook and cranny!

Find those heathens!

Beja! Beja!

Beja, they're going to kill Fortunato!

With luck, they've reached the road by now.

- They're here! Over here! - We need to run!

- Get them! - Filthy sinners!

- Get back here! - Rats!

No.

Not that way!

- Come! Hurry! - Hurry up!

- Don't let them get away! - Sinners!

Enough! Stop!

You've gone too far!

I love you.

- From the very first day. - I love you too, Belgard.

I'd rather die with you,

than by their hands.

What are you on about?

Are you sure?

Do we have a choice?

Brothers!

- Forward! - No! No!

No!

"As I have loved you,

so you also should love one another."

These are the words of our lord Jesus Christ,

who came down to teach us love.

However,

once these sacred words are distorted and perverted,

the seed of hatred is planted.

I did what had to be done.

You lack the courage.

Courage is seeing the world as God does.

The beauty within all He has created.

You may go, Father Otávio.

The bishop awaits.

DAYS LATER

Thank you.

How's our new apothecary doing?

I'd prefer it if Fortunato was alive.

He loved you dearly.

In his own way. But he did.

That, I know.

He made me an heir!

I will honor my new life.

With joy!

Change is important in life.

Maybe it's the only way...

to find out who we are.

Truly.

You'll live in the tavern, Beja?

No!

Not me.

But my clothes...

and my jewels will.

Here, girls. It's all yours.

- Take everything you want. - Thank you.

I have something for you.

This will help your fight for freedom.

The largest diamond in Brazil.

And the gold from the crown.

Take it, my friend.

It was found by black hands, it always belonged to you.

Thank you, Beja.

Antônio...

He taught me that changing the law is important.

But I've never forgotten Lueji's lesson.

It's always time for action!

With this crown,

we can buy the freedom of many captives.

Is this the birth of a new love I witness?

A couple,

and a future woman deputy.

Once Brazil allows it.

Marvelous woman!

Who am I to suppress another's faith?

The more people close to God, the better.

Thank you, Father!

The girls from the tavern will love coming to church.

We'll have to convince him to let us build our own altar.

Father!

Now, she's where she always deserved to be.

Good God, Costa Pinto!

Will you cry every day for the rest of your life?

- You can cry if you want to, grandpa. - Cry.

- Did something happen, father? - They...

They? They who?

The creditors!

If we don't start paying off our debt by next week, we lose the house!

We'll be out in the streets!

It's your fault, Costa Pinto!

Good God, give me hope!

Not hope. I need a glass of water and sugar.

Father,

you are a good man, and God helps good men.

I wasn't good when I made up your death!

God won't punish you over a lie!

- Even I've forgiven you. - My son!

Father,

I'll find a way, I promise!

No one will rent to me, Beja.

Nor Avelino.

They only want to see us from behind.

Have you considered leaving Araxá?

Not a chance.

We stay. Even if we have to build the school in our home.

Carminha?

You're so quiet, honey. Did something happen?

It's my father.

He's in debt, and we'll lose the house soon.

I can lend you that money.

Thank you, Beja, but I don't want the fish.

Teach me how to fish.

Remove yourself, please, madam!

The audacity!

Apologies.

What's going on?

No one will disrespect me anymore!

Especially not in my tea house.

I'm so proud of you, darling!

So proud!

And how are they doing?

They're both in trouble.

But I think I have a solution.

For them, and for me.

May the river run its course, and may change finally come!

That's the Beja I first met.

I came to check up on you.

I'm free of being a Madam.

You can be a Madam.

On your own terms. No?

Yeah.

I'm so glad you came.

How are the renovations coming along?

What's with all the long faces?

They think no one will come.

I'm sure this place will be crowded.

The people of Araxá like booze, food and chaos, that's what.

Did we overestimate their interest in my music lessons

and Josefa's art lessons?

Maybe they don't want to see me dance.

That worries me because our livelihoods depend on this place.

I told you! Our clients will come.

Especially now that my special guest has arrived for the debut.

Your Highness, Emperor Dom Pedro II! Such an honor!

The honor is mine, Madam Beja.

Madam Beja is a myth. A legend.

If you don't mind, Your Highness, I prefer my baptism name: Ana Jacinta.

As you wish, Mrs. Ana Jacinta.

Please, give us the privilege.

I announce the opening of Madam Beja's Literary and Recreational Club!

Would Your Highness like to meet the artists?

- Of course. - Please.

I knew you wouldn't leave us to the winds.

I know these people.

I know the bait to hook them all.

Even if it's a boy, who was given a crown to play Emperor.

Ladies, we should hurry up.

I don't want to miss the inauguration.

Didn't you say you'd never set foot in Beja's mansion again?

Genoveva, it's one thing to go see the harlot.

Something else entirely is seeing the Emperor.

"Your eyes spread divine light, like the sun, in vain, dares mimic.

Poppies, or fine, delicate roses, they cover your faces, white like snow."

"Arrows of iron shatter.

Happy and bold, only arrows of gold."

Smile, mother!

My body pays the bills now.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, God!

Finally, someone to give me orders!

Well,

some things take time to change.

Bravo!

Bravo!

Bravo!

Bravo!

I'm glad you've met each other.

Being loved is as important as loving.

I learned that with you.

I've learned much with you. More than you know.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Eulália!

I really wanted to meet you, Beja.

Maria cares dearly for you.

I worry about your circumstances. Living like two fugitives.

And who would believe me?

Who would?

None of those women lived to tell the truth.

I believed it.

I believe you, Maria.

What exactly did you do to them?

Besides sex.

So, you know when...

You know, when we reach...

Olívia laughed. She said I wasn't the first aggressive one she's had.

Dorotéia explained to me

that this aggressiveness is just how I derive pleasure, you see?

You killed those women?

No!

I just laid with them, and I paid them all.

Except Olívia. She refused my money. She said she did it for pleasure.

Because she liked it. That's all.

Do you know who killed them?

She must have brought her here.

- Come, Januário! - It's Belgard.

Leave. Go away!

I'll make something up, run away!

So you believe me?

I do believe you.

Go! Go, Maria!

- What happened, Beja? - Where's Maria?

She went into the river...

I tried to hold her! She was taken by the current!

You helped me, but...

I still feel guilt for those deaths.

How could you have known what would happen after you left?

I should have seen it coming.

I'm grateful, Beja.

If it hadn't been for you, I'd have been imprisoned.

Imprisoned in all ways.

I worry knowing the killer is still out there, on the loose.

If Candinha could at least testify, we'd be two.

But she couldn't see his face.

Maria?

- Maria! - What are your rates? Tell me!

Good God! Everyone thought you'd died!

Come here, Maria!

Maria!

Maria! Come here!

Wait! Wait!

Why did you pretend to be dead?

- Why did you attack Candinha? - It was just another whore.

- None of them can live. - Valdo, did you kill those women?

Why did you do that?

To protect you.

Imagine if people knew!

What would happen to your reputation?

No! I couldn't allow it! I couldn't!

- You whore! You prostitute! - Let go of me!

- No! - Come here!

Get over here!

I used the Devil's Trumpet on them!

They wanted to scream,

so I used the handkerchiefs to fix that problem.

I did that to all of those whores.

Dear God!

But that damned police chief,

he found out there was no semen in their bodies!

Maybe that's why there was no semen on the victims.

Of course.

Of course!

They were attacked by a woman.

So I had to fix it. I had to find a way to fix it!

There are traces of semen on this victim.

Even outside the vagina.

Just so no one suspects you, you know?

You're a murderer, Valdo!

- You're... a murderer! - Maria.

Come with me!

Come to the farm! Let's get married!

I won't marry you, Valdo.

- I won't marry any man! - But I love you!

I love you!

That's how you love me?

With a gun pointed at me?

Everything you really need is a husband to straighten you out!

Do you understand?

Then shoot me, Valdo! Do it! Do it if you have the guts!

Kill me!

I'm not going anywhere at all with you!

Shoot!

You weakling.

You should have shot me.

Forget me, Valdo.

- Forget me! - No...

Maria, come... Maria!

Why would I tell the police?

It'll be a man's word against a woman's.

It's best to live in hiding.

The world is unkind to us "heathens."

On the contrary.

The world can be enlightened by your love.

As for Valdo,

even outside of jail, his life won't be so easy.

No one can have their heart pacified,

with so many ghosts on their conscience.

Are you worried, daughter?

It's Valdo.

He hasn't been the same since Maria disappeared.

Yes.

Everyone in this farm has changed.

Even Ceci changed. Quite a lot!

She's always locked in that room.

She just drinks more and more, poor thing.

We'll look after her, yes?

Of course.

No one should be abandoned.

Tell me!

Am I a queen or what?

I'm the queen of harlots!

Madam Beja!

No, baby!

No! Not blood! Good God, not blood, Beja!

Yes, mother,

you were quite right, ma'am.

Roses have their charm,

but they also have thorns.

I still feel mine.

But now, I have a choice.

I want to be beautiful in my own way.

Not the way they expect me to be.

I'm freeing myself.

And I free you, as well, mother,

from the weight of the crown I placed on your head,

so that I could be a princess.

YEARS LATER

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.

Blessed is thy womb.

Blessed are you!

Amen.

Good morning, mother.

What's the matter?

You never sleep in so late!

Mother?

Mother?

Mom!

Thank you for everything, mother.

I love you.