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The Woman of Everyone.

Is this the husband from the 21st century?

From the 16th or 21st century?

Written, produced and directed by Rogerio Sganzerla.

False blond.

Crippled.

"Paulista". (someone from Sao Paulo)

Come.

No!

Let go.

What do you want Flavio Maia?

It's not Maia.

Azteca.

Your husband's a retard.

Take this.

Decide at once!!

Do you want me?

Want Angela flesh and bone just for yourself?

The sexual adventures of Angela flesh and bone.

One of the top 10...

"negrolomaniacs".

Delfim neto: "1969 will be the golden year".

Here are the tickets.

Yours and mine.

But I'm not going anymore.

I'm staying in Brazil.

This here is impracticable.

You have to get out of the country.

I'm gonna spend the weekend at "Pleasure Island".

That depravation again.

Only crazy and idiots go there.

After you, I can't do it again.

I don't want rich men anymore.

They're too much hassle.

This weekend I'll dedicate myself to the ignorant.

It's easier.

My god, a man.

A man in the women's bathroom.

Woman gives birth to a fish.

5th World War in sight.

Cannibals invade Guanabara.

I can't put up with this anymore.

You know Flavio, I belong to no one.

I don't want you to be alone.

I adore you.

I also adore you.

If you're not going, I'm out of here.

Why don't you go?

There's no point in running, Flavio Azteca.

How this woman's bad for you.

From now on, I'm gonna dedicate myself to the ignorant.

Look who's there.

The vampire.

How are you vamp?

Of course. I'm the only black millionaire of Brazil.

I'm the greatest.

You drive!

Dog hurts woman.

Attention passengers...

of flights 864, 854, 822, 834

From Asuncion, with destiny to Rio de Janeiro.

Lisbon, Paris, Frankfurt, Madrid.

Please embark at gate 3.

Banker jumps from 8th floor.

Destroy all documents.

Sun America. (pun with South America)

Arrange a death certificate.

Don't involve me in the attack.

Don't worry, I'll get in touch.

Sun America.

New (?) in sight.

Franco is decapitated.

Woman gives birth to fish.

Nobel peace prize: Dr. Silvana.

For Latin America.

I think someone's going to die Vampire.

Is the jeep yours?

It's Valdemar's.

A cousin of mine from the country.

A dolt.

They say it's bad luck to flirt with women in the daytime

But I'm here with an amazing one...

one of the best in the Country.

You never know.

It could be one of the top 10.

That cigarette is killing me.

If you don't stop I'll die.

Me, the only black millionaire in Brazil.

I can't die.

Death is for the others.

Leave it, leave it.

Want to spend the weekend at Pleasure Island?

Where they dance naked?

Only on Christmas and weekends.

Dirty negro.

You should be in the slave quarters.

I can't go to Pleasure Island.

I have a Portuguese exam on Monday.

But I'm dying to see it.

Will you take me?

And so...

How are you love?

And you honey?

Look, I'll tell it straight...

I can't go to the beach with you.

Pleasure Island.

You only think about money.

Stay in this horrible city.

I promised to do the cover for "The Dark Knight".

It's due Monday.

Mommy!

With the money, I can enroll on the course.

Mommy, come here.

Wait a second, I'll leave the kids with the babysitter.

What do you want out of life?

Do you believe in God?

Of course.

Plitz also does.

That ignorant?

Don't talk like that about my husband.

You know I like him too.

Who do you like more?

- When? Now? - Yes.

You, of course.

Don't burn me. Not with the cigar.

My love for you increases every 13 minutes.

Hello.

It's me honey.

I just got back from the farm.

The manager said he's very worried about...

the ghost who appears there when you're not around.

I came with Glorinha, that Italian teacher you hate.

I still have to drop her home.

I miss you.

My love for you increases every 15 minutes.

If it wasn't for you I'd drop a bomb in here.

I can't see another Swiss banker's face.

Call me narrow minded.

Go.

narrow...

You go ahead to the Island...

I'll meet you there.

I have to take an employee...

He's sort of intellectual, but has some value.

Please come in Armando.

You know Angela, my wife?

Happy birthday boss.

You didn't have to.

Happy birthday to you.

Take the day off.

I don't want to see anyone working today.

Happy birthday.

It's the thought that counts.

Is this the 21st century Brazilian?

From the 21st or the 16th century?

It's always like this.

I search for culture, and all I find is money.

I know I'm narrow minded.

But what can I do?

Read, read. Obese.

Another job for you.

This time it's delicate.

No problem.

Woman.

Calm down!

She's my wife.

I want it perfect.

And don't kill anyone.

Shut it.

There's no excuse this time.

I was almost forgetting boss.

Happy birthday!

Thank you son.

Angela Flesh and Blood.

Drunk singer and failed hypnotist.

Current profession: international stripper.

I, the East, against the West.

The crimes.

The distance...

divides me...

but in the 70's, we'll be happy..

both of us.

We don't like people.

Age: ignored.

Profession: all of them.

Identity: Dr. Plirtz.

Owner of the comic book trust in the Country.

Of the Guaruja silver mines.

And the radio station "El Dolar".

Renowned people collector.

Amateur psychoanalyst.

Which according to backbiters...

has an obscene passion for quasi-virgins teenage girls...

and fatal traitress.

Yeah. That's me.

Dr. Plirtz.

That's who you're speaking to.

Plirtz. The great narrow minded one.

That's how my friends usually call me.

Hello.

Polenga?

Polenga, don't speak with your mouth full.

And get to work, your job starts tomorrow.

Today, it's mandatory day off..

at the Plirtz corporations.

I said "Plirtz".

I'm a simple man.

You faggot.

Faggot.

From here on...

You have to cut that out...

You have to remember that I exist...

that I exist...

that I exist.

Come.

You can come in.

From here on...

Do you believe in God?

Does God exist?

What do you do for a living?

I'm broke.

I couldn't even manage a bus fare today.

It's been three hours I'm here on the highway....

waiting for a lift.

But only family passes by.

The cars all full.

Ever done nudity?

It's great for the skin and nerve.

Mens sana in corpore sano.

What are you going to do on the weekend?

Maybe Praia Grande beach.

Ever been to Pleasure Island?

Do you want to go with me to...

Pleasure Island?

Of the extreme pleasures?

A weekend of a mediocre man...

and a hysterical vampiress.

3 or 4 men in the life of a sensational woman.

Lust, desires and delirium...

of a scandalous vampiress.

En route to Pleasure Island.

En route to Pleasure Island in the "Saudade" Archipelago .

Look at what I am

The King of Rats

A decadent revolutionary.

Repressed.

Island of Extreme Pleasures.

I'm Angela Flesh and Blood.

Ultra-powerful number one enemy of men.

We don't like people.

To Pleasure Island...

Paradise now.

Come all the neurotics, macumbeiros...

McCarthyists, ragged, available...

impossible, boxers, crippled, wizards...

voracious, troglodytes, hacks...

nurses, u.d.n party members, hitmen, secretaries...

maids, taxidermists, Pietists, castaways...

rats, big breasted women, big ass women...

Aztecs, weak, fat legged women...

the boring, hobbler, sluts, informants...

the ultra retarded repressed crippled from Sao Paulo.

I know I'm the greatest.

Angela, or simply "the queen of the ignorant"...

perverts, telegraphists, "pernambucano" suicidals...

colonized, "toucans", rare birds, apoplectics...

believers, midgets, taxi drivers, Turks...

frogs, importers, jesters, stubborn...

sambistas, clepoatras, tourists, botocudos...

amazonians in general.

My Swiss count.

Excuse me, but I'm 100 years ahead...

of all of you.

100 years into civilization seems like nothing.

I'm the greatest.

How old are you today?

Seventeen.

I've been a tailor, childhood friend of Getulio Vargas..

and of Watson Macedo.

What I really wanted was to write poetry without having to steal cars.

My book is ready and will shake the country.

Bon app�tit.

Bon app�tit.

That's how it goes.

I was supposed to be a prince you know.

I was born in Marrakesh.

My grandmother was a ballerina at a Spanish circus.

Famous.

I'm a saint in life.

I'm interested in a revolt of Monday towards Sunday.

Wretched women!

You know what I think you are?

A lying...

megalomaniac...

clown.

Excuse me once again, if I'm 100 years ahead.

Let�s go to the beach.

I'm the philosopher of Pleasure Island.

How does the paulista have fun on the weekend?

Buy me a cuba libre, honey?

I'm never going back to Sao Paulo.

With all that traffic.

With those parades.

With those communists.

What beautiful scenery.

Never again.

I want a "pastel".

Where is the "pastel"?

Buy me a cublib honey.

Meat?

You know I don't like meat "pastel".

Buy me a cublib honey?

You know I'm disgusted by meat.

Or maybe a drink?

Take this.

What a scenery. What a landscape!

God made, and man takes advantage of.

At 15:45, at Pleasure Island, the fun paradise...

And of inversions, not suitable...

for those under 21.

Time passes...

and life goes on. Ladies and Gentlemen.

My love for you increases every 8 minutes.

I feel my eyes swelling.

It's that feeling.

That calmness.

I'm a mystery to myself.

No one in the world knows I exist.

I have no clues...

don't know who my real enemies are...

or my friends.

I'm a heroine without a message...

like any other woman from my time.

I simply try to be a classy woman, with class.

Bon app�tit.

That's how it goes.

Delirium in obvious images.

Bon app�tit.

That's how it goes.

Bon app�tit.

That's how it goes.

Bon app�tit.

That's how it goes.

Bon app�tit.

One can only endure all this with different eyes...

free eyes.

Against a taxi, a matchbox...

one needs that vision.

A didactic oriental isolation.

Before putting a bullet in your head...

it's important to feel we exist.

Each second a new game.

A monkey, a panther or a bra....

are as interesting as...

a congressman or a trickster.

And vice-versa.

I want to act like a snake...

or a graffiter.

That's all.

I'm free.

I can do what I want.

But what about the others?

There is no individual freedom...

without collective freedom.

My heart...

I don't know why...

beats happily...

when I see you.

With the impressions of everything going backwards...

my image inverted..

smashed, broken.

All this could be anything else.

Any anonymous image...

without any importance.

Of my despair, no one doubts.

I'm nephew of Faruk, the ex-Egyptian king.

Island of Extreme Pleasures.

I'm Angela flesh and blood.

Ultra-powerful number one enemy of men.

We...

don't like people.

Buy me a cublib honey?

But I can't spend the money for the moon trip.

Buy me a cublib honey?

Get out of here.

What a view.

I'm saving money.

In my wallet.

In the bank.

I want to be one of the first privileged...

to travel to the moon.

Buy me a cuba libre honey?

I'm increasingly tired of this ridiculous weekend...

at Pleasure Island.

Tired of the jokes, gags..

of laughing, drinking.

Everyone angry with the sun of this ridiculous weekend.

I'd rather go back to Sao Paulo.

I'm the greatest.

I've always expected a back stabbing...

from all of my lovers.

I was born for the ignorant.

Every once in a while...

on Sundays.

Verde que te quiero verde.

Ole.

Ole.

Can I have an autograph matador?

With love. Brujo Ramon.

What a man!

What's going on bunny?

Get out of here.

Vampiress.

Vampiress.

You stole my money!

How am I going to pay my hairdresser course?

They took my money.

I'm nothing!

I'm nothing.

They stole my money.

You bastards.

How am I going to pay my hairdresser course?

Vampiress.

He told me he was a famous matador.

From Madrid.

You know what he really is?

A hairdresser from Bras.

He was never my type anyway.

Strange temper.

Today I know.

I need all men.

Not leaving a single one out of my love.

Ah! What an indigestible woman...

deserves a brick on her head.

I don't know what's happening.

I can't control this woman.

I've never seen anything like it.

This is the first time this happens to me.

Look, I don't feel like killing anyone...

but I'm not sure.

No, you can't put her out.

Leave it for the holiday next week.

Valentines Day.

Be careful with her.

That's all I ask.

I want control day and night, Polenga.

And total secrecy...

otherwise I won't pay a dime.

I want to know who's the guy hanging with my wife.

In the meantime...

at the Plirtz & Plirtz bathrooms.

Yeah...

Good old times.

They call me crazy.

Hysterical.

Or whatever.

But I am a normal woman.

Yes. Angela flesh and blood.

I'll be waiting for you at 10 a.m...

at the Matriz Square.

At 10 a.m!

I have to make something out of these.

Your choice.

From you, or your husband.

Come on honey.

Come "polenguinho".

I'm coming.

Come my doll.

Nice.

Come.

Nice.

You idiot.

Why do I want these pictures?

Clown!

Idiot!

Get off.

Get away fatso.

Disgusting.

Pervert.

What's this? I didn't do anything.

Clown!

Don't hit me.

You thought I'd sleep with you?

Melt for me "Polenguinho".

Melt here with me.

Men really do trust me.

Because I know how to give affection.

Then I told him...

you're an ignorant.

I don't want clowns near me.

What did you expect?

Until now, no man has impressed me.

I already gave up.

At the beginning I didn't know...

but I need the ignorant.

Don't laugh Luisa. I'm serious.

It's the truth.

That's why it was so difficult for me to find a husband.

I had to find the most ignorant of all.

Your husband is marvelous.

Ignorant, but rich.

Full of cash.

The perfect ignorant.

Doesn't bother me at all.

On the contrary.

Me.

I was born for the ignorant.

I prefer this one.

Just my type.

What a fox.

Drives me crazy.

Who are you?

Another bankrupt transatlantic.

One of the castaways from the Titanic.

And who are you?

I'm Angela flesh and blood.

Ultra-powerful number one enemy of men.

Ultra-powerful number one enemy of men.

I'm running away from the Mexican police.

I accidentally got involved in an arms deal.

With my friend Nasser, from Egypt.

What are you doing here in Pleasure Island?

I came to get a passport to escape to Bolivia.

What is your real identity?

Anarchic Zulu.

I'll get my atomic submarine...

sunk here in Pleasure Island...

before heading off to Bolivia.

You know...

from now on, I think I'll take your advice.

I'll stop being a bankrupt transatlantic...

to become a professional nudist.

What do you think?

You're the greatest Angela.

The greatest.

I know I'm the greatest.

Goodbye anarchic Zulu.

Goodbye.

Will you buy me a cublib honey?

Did you like it, pervert?

Get off me.

Buy me a cublib?

I'll buy you nothing.

Happiness.

After all...

I really like Plirtz.

My husband.

Other men age me.

I used to write sonnets on my spare time.

But I knew they were no good.

One must live plenty.

Love plenty.

Yet.

I know everything.

Don't worry.

My wife told me everything.

Have you been flirting with my wife with that moustache?

Do you wanna take her to a convent?

I already have a substitute.

A good lad, to protect my wife.

You're fired.

Meet Armando.

He'll replace you from now on.

Let it fall!

Andre, I know it's my birthday...

but you must lose the habit of swimming in my pool.

You'll end up infecting the water.

I don't want that

And another thing.

Stop hitting on my wife.

A servant hitting on the boss' wife?

It's outrageous.

Is he still hitting on you honey?

No.

Go. Leave before you infect it.

I don't want my water dirty.

I'm a bon vivant!

Replace the water afterwards.

And after my birthday...

a 70% rise.

I suffer, because you can't give me anything.

I have everything.

Everything!

I give to you.

And now I want a party!

Party!

I'll film a documentary with all of you...

in Africa. At my next Safari.

Angela. Everyone in black and white...

and only you in Technicolor!

You're now one of the top 10.

I read it on the newspaper.

You understand?

We must valorize what's ours.

That's what I always say.

That cover you made for Dark Knight, for example.

Not even overseas do they draw it like that.

That's why I say this.

I cry when I see a good thing.

Whiskey for example.

I drink national ones.

I cry when they say it's not good.

Because I'm moved, you see?

Now...

A mosquito.

That will do no good for your ulcer, Plirtz.

In my land there's palm trees...

where the sabia sings.

I cy when I hear that.

Because it's beautiful.

I'm crazy for beauty.

Take a valuable artist.

Take Beethoven for example.

Beethoven is Beethoven.

Beethoven has value.

He has talent.

Now...

(?)

I'm not sure about him

Because it's good.

Plirtz, is your birthday so important...

for you to celebrate 4 days and forget everything...

even your ulcer?

Because, after all, your ulcer is everything.

I know you have talent.

You have value.

You're an artist. A genius.

You have value.

Now...

I'm narrow minded. That's something else.

I'm like this, you see?

I deserve it.

Now�

a father's a father.

A mother's a mother.

You see?

Drunk rambling.

Quiet, or he'll wake up.

The balloons are Plirtz's life.

Balloons and money.

My love for you increases every 4 minutes.

Excuse me Angela, but your husband's an ignorant.

Don't talk that way about Plirtz.

I don't think you're old enough to understand.

Deep down, you're a big immature child.

I have a feeling for Plirtz...

I need him as much as I need you Armando.

I think it's love.

I love Plirtz.

I never lied in my life Armando.

I want you to believe me.

You need a lot of love to put up with that ugly fatso.

Ugly?

But he's your boss honey.

Labour movement is oppression.

Labour movement is oppression.

The Labour movement is coming.

Did you hurt yourself darling?

Poor you.

Wonderful.

Buy me a cublib honey?

Buy me a cublib honey?

Do you want me to hit you?

This Island Pleasure is a gift from God.

My past is dark.

I'm nephew of King Faruk from Egypt.

See what you did?

I didn't know you had vampire teeth.

You have to take those clothes off...

and hide that with something.

Why hide it?

Because I'll get in trouble.

You marked me...

now deal with it.

Marry me or I'll burn you.

I told you I'd burn you.

I've been accused of cannibalism...

Buddhism..

witchcraft...

and even black magic.

For the love of God, change those clothes...

put something else on.

I don't care, anything else.

You scare me with that tranquility.

As if you do it on purpose.

I never thought you were such a clown.

Go back to Sao Paulo, or it'll be worse for you.

Get moving.

Don't you respect even your husband?

You think I don't love my husband?

You think I'm a liar...

a cretin?

Look...

I love Plirtz...

like I never loved you.

I need him.

I won't go back before confronting your husband.

Armando.

Come here son, give me a hand.

There's a balloon I want to set up at the beach.

Can you give me a hand?

Aren't you going to give me those clothes?

Change those clothes.

Shyness...

it just doesn't work out.

Miss Angela Flesh and Blood...

Now I understand...

horizontals and vertical lost all meaning...

I can't put up with you anymore. "Count"

Miss Angela Flesh and Blood.

I used to hit my mother.

The talking cinema...

is the great culprit...

of the transformation.

I'm the greatest.

Do you understand Armando?

For the world to consume itself...

it must give in to its freedoms.

But always faithful to the 3 pillars of society.

Mens sana in corpore sano.

You see, I have no vices.

I could be a coco maniac, you see?

Now, with Angela and yourself. I have everything.

A faithful wife...

and a genius friend.

Yes, because you're a genius.

This one's a genius.

Angela, this one's a genius.

Come on Plirtz. I want to rise.

You will rise.

This crazy scientist is kinda faggot.

Want a candy?

Want some Armando?

It's imported.

Onassis was a waiter..

Now he's with Jackie.

Rockefeller also started at the bottom.

One day I can also be boss.

With Mr. Plirtz I'll go far.

I want to rise.

Excuse me Mr. Plirtz...

but I like you more than my mother.

Candy with drugs.

These Americans are great.

We don't like people.

I'm narrow minded.

What am I doing up here?

I've always known about you two.

Ever since my statue inauguration...

at the balloon club.

They were born for each other.

I came to this conclusion...

after my first manned balloon experience.

Forgive me boss!

Of course son.

Forgive boss!

Didn't they want to rise?

I'm simply a woman from the 21st century.

I'm an anti-western demon.

I got here before.

That's why I'm messed up like this.

An anti-western demon.

Who does she think she is?

What does she want?

After all, there's an order.

You can't just do what you want...

just like that.

She was way too dangerous.

And Armando...

always said he wanted to rise.

Wanted to have to world at his feet.

Now, I'm a man of ideas.

Correct?

I'm narrow minded.

Before, I wanted money, women...

today...

the manned balloons give me everything.

I never measure anything.

But when I mess up...

I go to the end of it.

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