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Somewhere deep in the Amazon...

A month ago

We are delighted to welcome

Doctor Charlotte Jones,

a great surgeon and friend.

Welcome to our staff.

Ramil, you remember her from 25 years ago?

Of course. She's unforgettable.

She's still beautiful, charming and shapely.

Bring in the next patient.

Take it off.

Take it off so we can see.

You want them bigger?

- Are you ashamed? - Yes.

Take it off then. She almost has no breasts at all.

- You have kids? - Three.

What do you want?

To be more feminine.

You're not a transvestite?

A strong woman with big boobs.

Yes.

- How much would you put? - 280 ml.

260 to 280 mil. That's right.

They say: All you need to fill

the hand of an honest man.

I dream of a better world.

We need a revolution.

Kids dying every day.

Holdups, rapes, pedophiles.

Old people abusing kids.

It all has to stop. Enough.

Does she think change is possible

or is it just a dream?

Is there a movement to make this happen?

I don't see anything happening in Brazil right now.

Does she feel anger?

Or a sense of injustice

because her profession isn't respected?

You shouldn't ask that because she's just a maid.

Ask her.

She wants to know if you're angry

because you're a maid.

No, I'm not angry.

Are these questions part of the job interview?

I don't know either why she's asking this stuff.

She's wondering why you ask these questions.

Do they bother her?

Do they bother you?

A little.

I told you. It's not right to ask. If you want her to work for you.

Are you free to look after two kids

six days a week?

- Am I free? - Yes.

It depends.

It depends?

On what? Whom?

To work here? It's possible.

Does Miriam dream of change?

Of a social revolution?

I'm sorry, Irène.

You can't talk to a maid about this stuff.

You study history. It's interesting. Everything is...

What's the point? I do history, not politics.

It's not my fault.

It's not about blame or guilt...

It's about looking at the world and being shocked.

I can be shocked, but it was like this before me.

I'm not saying it's your fault.

But the injustice hits you in the gut.

She wants to know

since we live in a democracy and stuff

with inequalities, if you'd like a revolution?

To change everything?

That would be nice, right?

How can you stand those shaky images?

Who cares? It's what they say that's amazing.

At least buy a tripod. Or get a cameraman.

Robert?

Your brother-in-law? God help me.

- You can't do this alone. - I'm fine alone.

It's just an anthropological film. Not a documentary.

He's a great cameraman. And he needs the work.

Robert? No way. Never.

- Never? - Robert? Never.

Forget your Super Robert. Never!

Never?

No way Super Robert.

Through here.

That's our room.

- With my office at the back. - Cool.

Robert, my sister's husband.

I Robert.

Call me Roberto.

- You're good? - I'm fine.

Fabulous.

Over here is Maria Angelica's room.

So where's the room?

This is the room.

She gave up her room for you.

Sorry, it's the only place we had for you.

This is how maids' rooms are here.

No problem.

I'm happy to be here. Really.

I don't know how to thank you.

I'm sure you'll find a way.

And Robert. Use our bathroom, of course.

Thanks.

Don't stop here, Paulo.

Where's the gringo?

Get him out of here. He's trouble.

I want a glass of water.

I'll get it for you.

I want to play with the Lego.

Close your eyes. I'm going. I'm asleep. Asleep.

Good night.

Thanks but you don't have to do the dishes.

I love doing the dishes.

And I want to thank you.

You don't have to.

You came to work, right?

Look.

You have to be respectful. Don't upset their customs.

We're not in France.

You're talking about tomorrow's shoot?

No. The dishes.

This is our work.

Studying the role of domestic workers.

Good night.

- Shit. - What?

I forgot the tapes.

I don't believe it!

Kidding.

My old boss even...

tried to molest me.

Her boss hit on her.

What?

Her first employer in Rio went after her.

So I had to leave that job.

And then where I worked in São Paulo...

Robert.

Please.

Coming.

It's a moment that interests me.

He's off on his own trip and she wants him to film you.

I wanted to know...

Why don't I take the camera. I can't focus if you...

I can go back to Paris if you want.

You want that? Back to Paris?

You know how to use this camera? The focus is here.

OK, take it. But we're not here to film bird cages.

Do you mind if your employer helps with the dishes?

Of course.

Ask the question.

He wants to know

if it's a problem if your boss does the dishes?

Yeah, it would disturb me.

It's not good. For the boss to do the dishes.

OK, you were right. I apologize.

I was going to tell you a colleague's story.

An employer who hit the maid. I was shocked.

Thank God, it never happened to me.

This is too important!

Let me be. You're acting like a boss.

I have the right to...

You're behaving like the bosses you criticize.

Are you here to help or to do your own thing?

We're working together.

But I'm not your camera slave.

No, but you're my cameraman and I'd like

to film the responses... - Yes Ma'am.

Robert is comparing himself to a maid.

- Sweet Jesus! Don't crack me up. - Don't repeat what I said.

Am I too ugly to be filmed?

She says she is too ugly to be filmed?

I've been filming you the whole time.

And I really want a nice image.

Asshole.

- Guava or mango... - We'll serve ourselves.

Perfect.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I never know how to deal with that.

Do you think he's screwing her?

That would be too much. Totally unethical.

Exactly your subject. Come on, Irène.

What about your sister? And under our roof.

He's shameless.

What are we going to do?

Nothing.

At least tell him not to walk around naked.

Come on, Irène. Like you always say; we're in Brazil.

You've got to open up.

Got to open up.

Got to open up.

Got to love it all.

Morning.

Hey, Robert.

Is there coffee?

Morning, buddy.

Sleep well?

Yeah, thanks. And you?

Great.

After a day of intense searches

still no leads to the missing American ambassador.

He was last seen in the Rio favela of Vidigal.

In Washington, the belief that Al-Qaeda

may have infiltrated the favela...

Everything cool?

Of course.

You can pay by credit card at The Dental Company.

Good morning.

No, not now. Maybe after I have kids.

Everyone says that.

How old do you want to look?

45 years old.

50, then.

I work in a family home. For a well-respected family.

I need to look good next to them.

What's your work?

I manage the household.

So you're a maid?

Yes, I'm a maid.

Pitanguy Clinic Plastic and reconstructive surgery

Come in. Sit down.

We all need

someone to lean on.

Even a Mother Priestess needs a mother.

You need one, don't you?

I don't wish to be disrespectful,

but the truth is I don't believe in you.

Relax.

This is my show.

And now?

Did you like the wine?

It's OK.

That's all?

That's it.

Exactly.

I know.

- Let's go. - On foot?

Alex, is it dangerous?

No. It's totally safe.

What's that?

Favela tour for Gringos.

It's not dangerous, right?

Not at all. Just a normal community.

- He liked that mulata. - I think so.

It's cool. It's totally cool.

Gringos in the favela.

So we can sleep in peace.

It's our security force.

Hey guys.

- What's up? - All cool.

Just taking them around the community.

Don't be afraid.

They're peaceful.

They're armed because they have to protect themselves.

He says they're armed because they have to stay protected.

You're sick to your stomach?

Breathe free. It's cool.

They're the ones helping the favela.

Paying for gas, medicine, a ride to the hospital.

The government doesn't come here.

The government comes, promises, then leaves.

It's beautiful.

Come on, Fellini.

I worked all my life for my house. I live in the favela. I'm not ashamed.

We suffer a lot of prejudice when we look for work.

For work, it's true.

But I... I live here with dignity.

Do you say you live here?

I don't deny where I live.

You work in a house, you need to eat well.

Just because they eat butter doesn't mean I have to eat margarine.

It's not right.

We're not allowed to eat like them.

Because they eat steak,

it's off-limits for us?

Our food is separated. Our plates are separated.

You want to stop?

Would you like to stop?

No.

Are these questions upsetting you?

No. No. It's good to get it off my chest.

Good to let it out.

Alex, are you happy here?

- Are you happy living here? - Shit, yeah.

More than you down there.

More than us.

What street is this? Barão da Torre?

- No. Nascimento Silva. - No way? I grew up there.

So you grew up in the favela.

Not exactly in the favela.

Just look at those buildings.

But my house doesn't look onto the favela.

What does he think of the people down there?

What do you think of the people down there? Like me?

- Spoiled bourgeois and playboys. - I'm not bourgeois.

Yeah, you are.

- He says I'm a spoiled bourgeois. - They're racist.

But that's not true.

If I leave the favela and walk by you,

you'll clutch your bag.

- You'll say: "ghetto kid". - Yeah, maybe.

Can there be an understanding between the two worlds?

Is an exchange possible

between asphalt people and favela?

No way. We could never get used to your concrete jungle.

- They'll never adapt. - Never.

Does he dream of a social revolution?

Do you dream, she loves this question...

of a social revolution?

Fuck, yeah.

Coming down?

Miss.

Thanks. See you tomorrow.

See you.

- Fabulous work today. - Thanks.

I'm really enjoying this.

I'm learning a lot.

You look surprised.

No, not at all.

Actually, yes.

And...

I owe you an apology.

Mom. I did a drawing for you.

Hi, sweetie.

This isn't right. An open window is too dangerous.

You did a drawing?

OK, Maria Angelica.

What are these chocolates?

- Keep an eye on him. - I'm already on it, Fish.

- I'm going to get my girl. - Which one?

The only one. This time it's for real.

Hey!

Welcome to Rio!

I missed you so much, Iracema.

I got a present for you.

And also for you.

Come, come, come.

You guys tired?

It's not a problem. Relax!

- Is this where we're going? - Cool, isn't it?

It's a favela.

Yeah. Cantagalo favela. You're going to love it.

Holy rain god of hell!

This can't be happening.

I didn't emigrate from the jungle to live in a fucking slum!

What did you say?

What's the matter?

Nothing. Just making the traditional Oypapi greeting

to celebrate our arrival in a new village.

OK, cool.

Not to change. To look at yourself in the mirror.

And to see yourself.

Not somebody else.

Because time changes you, right?

So you want to stop time.

Because you change naturally over time.

And you can see yourself in the mirror as you age.

- That's what we don't want. - You don't want that.

No.

We can't be like we were at 40.

I can't be Jolie... How do you call her?

Angelina Jolie.

I'd love that. But it's impossible.

Especially in a city like Rio.

Everyone is naked

365 days a year.

- The youth culture. - The body culture. Body, youth.

Most of all, a Brazilian woman is young in spirit.

Full of life.

I feel like I was 20.

I have dreams as if I were 20. I want to live as if I were 20.

- Or 40. - Or 40. Or 20.

Pavão Clinic Plastic Surgery

I believe in nothing.

It's all lies.

Our whole life is built on lies!

You're angry because Fish put us above the favela?

Are you on drugs, Dad?

Fish calls this "The Penthouse."

Fisher's here.

You guys good?

Great!

Dictionary. English-Portuguese.

Fisher is good.

Thank you, Fish.

What's he the god of, again?

Jesus Christ?

Of Christians.

No. I mean,

is he the god of the sun, the rain, the clouds?

None of those.

- Then what good is he? - I don't know, baby.

What King am I? The War of the Sexes.

The Rich and the Even Richer.

In my village, everybody has satellite.

I've watched novelas since I was a kid.

Let's grab a beer.

At 8 in the morning?

No, coffee. I'm kidding.

I'm going to get an orange juice. Two orange juices.

Yes, please. Thank you.

- The union office again? - Yeah.

I was a union man.

Really active. I was everywhere.

- On every front. - Really?

Then I grew up. Now it's every man for himself.

To our work.

Thank you.

Hello you two.

A colleague of mine brought me to the union office.

Because I was cheated by my boss.

In the beginning I made 200 reais.

200 reais a month. That's 80 euros.

I know. That's incredible. And the boss was French.

So she knew the value of...

Incredible.

I started to feel like a slave. Really. A slave.

Then they told me about my rights.

Can I come in, sir?

- Isn't Miss Irène back yet? - No.

And Mr. Robert?

What's going on, Maria Angelica?

- You need anything? - No.

Thank you for dinner.

Are the kids asleep?

I just put them to bed. It's going well?

- Super. - Robert?

Super. Super Robert.

Sorry I've monopolized him.

- It's your turn now! - No.

Go ahead, if it's working so well.

I knew it.

I'm not sure about you alone all day with Maria Angelica.

Come on, Irène.

We're in Brazil.

You have to take it in.

You have to be open.

- Take this one? - Thanks, I'll take the other.

I'm Irène.

The translator talked to you?

Yeah. Come in.

Are we going too far? Is this part of our work?

Relax.

That's her employer.

She said it's always the same time.

Look. She's picking out her boss's panties.

We shouldn't film this.

It's not ethical.

You want me to stop?

Look.

Is it the doorman?

Cut.

Stop.

You sure?

Rocinha has a bit of everything.

For example, here we have

an open sewer.

It's a disease factory.

Now we're going into a needy area even for the favela.

We call it sludgeland.

When it rains,

everything turns to sludge because there's no sanitation.

These tall buildings are one of Rio's richest neighborhoods.

It's inhuman.

At the same time, we live in a favela,

where democracy, law, justice and human rights work for some...

those down there...

but for us up here, nothing.

Would they accept that in your country?

The ones who fight this are treated like outcasts.

- Like criminals. - Let's go, Soca?

I'm at the point where rain doesn't bother me.

Just think there are people...

When it rains, their roofs don't protect them.

He wants to know how he can help.

Listen up.

Rocinha has an amazing human potential with its kids.

Untapped strength of its people.

What can he do?

We're open to thinking this through with you.

Because if we're humble

and think together,

we can make structural changes.

Not just to improve Rocinha, but the whole world!

- How'd it go? - What? Who with?

- With my wife. - Yeah, it's moving forward.

- Bye kids. - Bye Dad.

Have a good day. Kisses.

- See you tonight, Antoine. - See you tonight.

This looks great. There's a Japanese one.

I'd like a room please.

"Fame & Fortune" Suite.

Is this next door?

No. I know Versailles.

Did you come?

Not me.

- These are tomatoes. - Tomatoes.

Like in French.

My God. This is how you help?

How's this work?

My God!

Stop the water!

Sorry.

- Hey gringo, you're crazy. - What?

You're crazy?

What is that?

A filter.

Don't you know anything? A filter.

How dumb!

I saw you kiss Mrs. Irène.

You're a slick operator. Taking other guys' wives.

I should take you to a samba.

- Samba? - Yeah.

Or a funk rave.

You've got to go to a samba.

Since you love women. Every ass is like this. You'd go nuts.

- Big like this. - Sized?

Ass. You know what an ass is?

Ass. Ass. Big ass.

Chicken with tomatoes.

Chicken with tomatoes.

What a great smell.

Maria Angelica, white wine please.

I'll go.

Doesn't it smell great?

Looks good.

She's eating alone in the kitchen again.

Come on.

What do you want, Robert?

- I don't know if she'd eat with us. - You can always ask.

Our conditions are so different.

It's hard to imagine a relationship

that's not paternalistic or self-serving.

Look at all those buses.

Look, Irène.

The question on the table is,

how can you be fair

with someone that shares your private life?

Put this on.

Well done.

Very well done.

Fisher!

What's up, dad?

The dough?

Sorry.

800 today, OK?

- We split it. - Half and half.

Good show.

- Thanks. - Cool.

- Cool. - Later.

Half and half.

"All About the Disappearance of the US Ambassador"

Iracema, please.

Fuck!

Coming to Brazil

hasn't brought you the changes you wanted.

You seem unsatisfied.

Really? What makes you say that?

I want to make you happy. Help you renew yourself.

Like?

I told you about that doctor, Charlotte Jones?

It's a present for your 40th birthday.

Carte blanche with Dr. Charlotte.

You're screwing with my head.

Doesn't have to be your face.

What's wrong with my face?

Nothing. I like it like this.

You want me to change it?

It could be your body if you prefer.

If you're serious, let's examine the matter up close.

Redo the breasts?

Smaller or bigger?

Bigger.

And my butt.

A little Brazilian ass?

Actually, Brazilian asses are bigger and rounder.

Excuse me.

How about my toes?

Do you like my toes?

And my calves?

And my thighs?

And my belly?

And my shoulders? You like them?

How about your nose?

My nose?

- You're thinking about my nose? - Yeah. Your nose.

- Hello. - Hello.

Thank you for seeing me.

Antoine says it usually takes months to see you.

Whose idea was it for you to come here?

His. Totally his.

And what does he have in mind?

He was thinking about...

...my nose.

- Your nose? - Yes.

- Your nose. - Yes.

My nose.

So let's go then?

Tell me again.

My nose.

Do you miss him?

My husband?

No, never.

Sometimes, maybe.

No.

- Was it hard to leave him? - No, easy.

It was harder to hold on to the marriage.

After you turn 60.

Did you want to leave him earlier?

Could you have done it at 40?

Of course.

Every day of our life. For 30 years.

But we got along very well.

It was a good marriage.

That you could've abandoned at any second.

You're so hot!

How much?

This one has lube gel.

- Fine. - We have flavored ones.

Fine. How much?

This one here has numbing gel.

Please. How much?

- We have extra large. - Yeah, extra large.

Sit please, Maria Angelica.

I almost forgot.

Trade in your dog

Trade in your dog

Trade in your dog for a poor child

Trade in your dog for a poor child

Do you know Lucilene's house?

- Hello. - Hello.

- Is this Lucilene's house? - Yes.

Is she here?

What do you want?

Antoine.

But what do you want?

Antoine.

OK, but what do you want?

Antoine.

Hang on.

Lucilene?

You?

What a sweetie.

Beautiful view.

I came here to realize my dream.

The only thing I know from my village: To live inside a novela.

Because I need money to save my tribe from extinction.

- Hey. - Hi, Lucilene.

For mom.

How adorable.

It's so great that you're like this.

What a sweetie-pie. Right, Mom?

Wonderful.

Honey.

My darling.

You're going to love this.

Let's freak this faggot.

Get the fuck out!

Beat it! Who the fuck is this?

Beat it, fairy.

- Yeah. - Yeah what? Get out.

In your undies.

I said I'd get you, girl.

Hose her down.

See his face? Just like Mr. Bean.

Go, gringo!

Hey gringo!

Get him!

- Why are you half-naked? - Me, half-naked?

What about you?

I was robbed.

- Where? - On the beach.

But you weren't dressed for the beach.

And you? Sleeping in the afternoon? Shouldn't you be at work?

- Mom! - Dad!

Going to the beach?

- No, we're not going to the beach. - Me too!

Did they hurt you, love?

Dr. Charlotte!

Don't cry, big sister. Fish is a loser.

I'm not crying over Fish. It's the novela, stupid.

Of course it's because of that asshole.

I come without disguises.

- We can't go on like this. - I know.

- You were about to come. - I know.

- But it's not just about sex. - Of course not.

But still.

Make me like De Niro!

My tits! You got to redo my new tits!

Where are you taking me?

Somewhere cozy.

- Cozy how? - Cozy you'll see.

Here.

You're crazy. It costs a fortune.

Look at this.

What is it, darling?

- I wanted... - Go ahead.

- No, you go. - No, you.

- I've been thinking... - Me too.

- We have to decide... - I think...

Are you thinking the same thing?

I think we think that...

Your marriage...

What about my marriage?

The roots are too deep. It's impossible.

Like you said.

Like I said what?

I don't understand.

Sorry.

You want to stop.

Like that. For no reason.

I respect you too much to lie to you. I met someone.

Someone else?

Don't tell me who it is.

Who is it?

It's funny. You're sort of our godmother.

What?

Without you. Or rather thanks to you...

For what? I have to stop saying "what".

Who?

It's...

Maria Angelica.

It's Maria Angelica?

Yeah, the nanny.

You should be happy. You always said our love was impossible.

Now, we can both live our loves freely.

Coming?

You're crazy.

Hey, sugar. Come here.

- Hello? - Hey.

How much?

300 reais for 40 minutes.

I know a little hotel.

I already know a hotel.

OK, then. No problem. Let's go.

Good evening.

I'd like the Japanese suite please.

They're new. Pitanguys.

You were at Pitanguy's clinic?

- At his public hospital. - Interesting. Was this...

Honey, we'll talk later.

Now, let's get to business.

Go ahead. Try them while they're new.

I just don't know why they came out different.

This one's a little squidgier and this one's harder.

Fuck!

What's that?

What's what, honey?

My little engine.

8 inches of God's work.

I didn't know!

Give me a break. I've heard this a thousand times.

Don't tell me you've never given one a squeeze?

No, really. It's not my thing.

No, Angelina, please.

Don't call me Angelina.

Call me "La Jolie".

Listen, I really respect your... what you are.

Totally.

I don't want to offend you.

It's just a question of taste.

What a shame.

I loved your nose.

I wouldn't say I feel humiliated. But the rejection...

does wound a little.

See you later.

Bye.

You look beautiful. Hey.

How are you all? French wine for Mom.

And some gifts for the little ones.

But why? I don't understand.

Because I got to thinking. What you did to Mrs. Irène,

you could do to me tomorrow.

- Why should I live with that stress? - Never with you. I bought...

tickets for Paris.

We're going tomorrow.

No. You bought a ticket for yourself. You go tomorrow.

What would I do in your country? There's no room for someone like me.

I don't understand.

Go home.

Besides, I found out you're married.

So what?

In France, that doesn't mean a thing.

Did you know? I often wondered.

No. Nothing.

Never.

How can you forgive me?

It's not about forgiveness.

I'm your husband. Not your priest.

Did you think of leaving me?

No.

"NGO of Irrational Gestures"

And they lived happily ever after.

Boom's in the frame again.

3rd time today.

Cut.

It's complicated. Stop. She's an Indian. Get it?

Beat it.