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Thank you, London!

I'd like to thank my friend Jimmy Page, who let us open his gig.

I always heard my father saying you're only happy as a child.

He told me a billion times... "It passes so quick, son!"

Like hell it does! Took me ages to get my freedom.

Now it's finally here.

Wow, that girl is hot!

They've all got those really cutes asses, just right, rock hard.

Sure thing, man!

- Go, go, go, go, go, go, go! - Come on, then.

Yeah, man.

- Come. - Alright.

Come, come...

Hi, there.

Here's the R$60,00 for the three, plus seven credits, here.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten, all set, right?

Send down four, 20 minutes each.

Hi there, is it really that much?

Your first time here? No?

What's your name?

Hermano, Mano.

How old are you?

- I'm 15. - 20 minutes folks, the clock's ticking.

You shaking?

First time, right?

No, course not.

Is it all right if we don't screw?

There's no money back.

No problem. Can we just stay here?

Sure.

Hey, it's not you, actually it is my first time.

Hey!

- It's not a copy! - Sure it is, look at the difference!

- It's a forgery! - It's not!

And now you're going to pay.

- You rich condo kid. - You're crazy, just listen to you!

You'll pay. You'll see, you'll see!

Molina! Molina, go on Molina, they're gett...

Damn it!

Come on, let's go!

Come on, run, damn it!

Come on!

Run!

THE BEST THINGS IN THE WORLD

I need people who stimulate me.

I also need people who stimulate me.

I need to be restless.

And that's my responsibility, is it?

Remember when we used to read Plato, Aristotle, Kant?

- Aristotle, Kant are right here. - All right, Camilla, don't start.

I take them with me every day to the market, the supermarket.

There's no more real affection, no more passion...

nothing like that, you know it, you understand.

You've got to fight too, get out into the world, do your stuff.

- That's easy, I'll pack and get out. - I need people who...

Man, look at Val�ria, she's high, all fired up, go on.

- Wow, go on, Mano. - Far out.

Seriously, she's totally out of it. You can do it.

But Val�ria, Mano? She's such a bimbo, always dancing,

showing off. If any guy she finds good-looking passes

she'll kiss him, if not she closes her eyes and keeps dancing.

Take it easy.

Go on, man, she's stoned, she won't even remember.

Mano, if you don't go, I will, I'm telling you.

Go, now.

Go on.

- Hi. - Hi.

Just look at that! Good!

Man, he's swallowing her!

Oh no, now he's just chatting her up, "you're lovely, I love you".

You're so different from the other girls.

You're cute, Mano, but let's go back to the party.

Hi, can I take a picture?

Tomorrow the photo will be on my blog, take a look, okay?

Let's go back in.

He gets the girl then chickens out, Jesus! And with Val�ria!

What are you doing, Mano?

- Don't screw up, man. - Are you yellow?

I told you, you can't show girls so much respect.

Treat them like sluts. They like it, I'm telling you.

Man, I got off with Val�ria at Girafa's party...

I didn't go chatting her up, you saw, I just ditched her

before she did the same to me.

Wow, Deco, what a magic night!

Oh but you're different, you're a girl with content.

What does that mean, that I'm ugly?

No, course not, you're lovely, seriously, your eyes,

your way of talking and all.

- Hey, shut up, it's Carol! - Mano, what do you mean?

It's Carol, man. Don't talk like that to her.

Are you crazy? I can't even talk to her?

You're hitting on her, man.

Oh thanks, see what you've done? Thanks, brother, thanks a lot.

You're so yellow.

I've been out here for ages.

- Did you drink? - Hardly at all.

You smell of cigarettes.

Oh mom, people were smoking, don't start.

Can I ask you something?

Have you had sex?

Oh mom, for God's sake!

Go on, start the car.

Mom, why are you giving me this?

For you to have with you. You don't need a sermon, right, Mano?

Your father called, wants to know when you two will be over.

He shouldn't keep insisting, give us a break.

He's your father, he worries about you.

Sure, like the best thing for our future is a pansy father.

Shut your mouth! What do you know about life?

Instead of separating, I'd rather my mother had been widowed.

If there had to be a tragedy, it could at least be a normal one.

When I get to this bit I get stuck.

You got that part of the equation right, then what happened?

You inverted the sign when you did the graph, Raissa.

- Oh, I just get lost. - Yes, not the first time, right, Raissa?

Right, close your books, everyone.

For God's sake, let's agree on something, I'll let you

consult your books on the day of the exam. Agreed?

Great, so listen... what guarantee is there that

the sun will rise tomorrow? Does a law of physics guarantee it?

No, right? What I can say is that there is a great probability

that the sun will rise tomorrow.

The majority of the laws of physics are just that, probability.

You have to doubt, doubt everything.

Doubt the book, doubt me. So going back to the exercise.

Yes?

Teacher, can we have a minute to talk about the election slate?

Just a minute?

Morning, guys, we're from the Che slate. I think you know us.

We just came to point out that the guild elections are soon...

and we'll be running for re-election.

We've new proposals and two new members from the first year...

Hold on, what about the six grand that went missing from your slate?

Look, man, that happened because we held a party

for the march against the spelling reforms, and in fact no one showed up.

Man, honestly, to think the guild will change with an agreement

signed by several presidents, it's ridiculous.

- What do you mean? - We've got to believe in it.

If everyone thought like you, we'd never get anywhere.

Hey! Folks! Enough, enough!

All right, thanks, so now you know.

Excuse us, please, please.

That's no way to talk to voters.

So, as we were saying, it's an experimental method.

An apple falls on someone's head, he invents the theory of masses.

A large body will attract a smaller body, right?

That's gravity, very simple, because...

Just because I don't do roll call.

I don't know, man, it's probably fake.

Look at that photo, man.

I'm sending it out to everyone.

Hey Mano, come here, have you seen today's nuclear bomb?

- Your sweetheart, look. - What the fuck, man!

- How do you delete this crap? - Hey, you're not deleting that.

- Stop, Mano! - How do you delete that shit?

- Give it back! - How do you delete this shit?

It's no use, the whole school's already got it.

- Where is she? - In the biology room.

She's so damn hot, man. You want it?

She won't talk to anyone. Get out.

You can't come in, I don't want anyone here.

- I'm her friend. - I don't care, off you go.

- I just want a word. - Are you deaf? Go away!

Did you see the photo?

Mano, you kissed her at that party, how about an interview?

In your opinion, will Val�ria's popularity go up or down?

Down, definitely. If she'd do that, she'd do anything.

- And you, what do you think? - Ridiculous!

- That's my stop. - What's the problem?

- Nothing. - You're lovely.

- Oh, thanks. - No, really.

- Give me a kiss, go on. - Not here.

Here, we're here.

- Bye, guys. - Bye.

- Bye C�. - Bye, Maninho.

Stop here!

I'm so bored.

Come on, the truth game.

Go on, you start.

I fancy our teacher Artur.

- That's ridiculous. - It's not ridiculous!

Sure it is, he's twice your age.

What's wrong with him being twice my age?

He's so ridiculous!

He's not ridiculous, he's a really nice guy, really intelligent.

- Man, he's such a cool guy. - No he isn't, he's just a poser.

- Poser? He's not a poser. - A real poser.

He's not a poser! Poser! Just because he's not your style.

- God, how rude! - You rude.

It's no fun playing the truth game with you.

Go on, your turn.

- You swear you won't tell? - Have I ever?

My dad's going out with a guy.

Serious? You swear?

How do you know?

When they split up he told us.

Wow Mano, your dad sure is brave.

Carol, you don't understand. My dad's gay.

Okay Mano, and mine's an anthropologist!

I know it's strange me saying this,

but he might have stayed in the closet forever.

It's normal these days, the director of The Matrix even had a sex change.

Keep your voice down.

Okay Mano, I'm talking about the director of The Matrix.

All right, so I've got a dad who sucks dick.

It's not politically correct to be nasty about your own gay father, right?

Well to hell with that. Someone else's dad being gay,

I swear by all that's sacred, there's nothing wrong with that.

But my dad? There are so many dads around.

It's like winning the lottery, only the other way round.

I only truly exist when I'm hidden in a gap in time in the Hotel Dan�bio.

When there are no clothes nor fear,

shame nor pretending, when we're nothing but desire and trust.

The rest of the time I feel like a false copy of my own self.

Hi, Mano. All right? Come on in.

Your father should be here soon.

Take a seat.

Oh look, did you see your father in the magazine?

How about something to drink, Mano? A soda, some water?

No. Can I use the bathroom?

Of course.

Christ, kid, are you mad? Get out the way! Get out!

Val�ria took sexy photos, sent them to a kid in third grade

and he spread them around the whole school. Do you think she deserves to be crucified?

Apart from being a slut, was she stupid?

Yes or no? Don't forget to vote for Dri Novaes' blog.

You already know, and what you don't know Dri Novaes will reveal.

Hello, may I speak to Val�ria?

I've told you all to stop calling, haven't I?

I've got your number registered on my phone, you scum.

The child's ours.

I'm getting rid of it, I told you already.

You can't be serious.

They keep the embryo and don't even charge for the abortion.

Get out, brat, can't you see I'm rehearsing a play?

This dialogue is no good, it's forced.

What do you mean, forced, Bia?

I didn't write a naturalistic play. This is a sarcastic farce, haven't you noticed?

I know, but even so the dialogue's no good.

What do you mean? Yesterday it was fine, now it's no good?

Give me a break, damn it! Everything I do you dislike.

Pedro, you're mixing things up, I'm talking about this speech.

Mixing things up? When we were choosing who'd play the main part

you loved the whole text and all the lines.

So was the text good or was it important to be the star of the play?

Where are you going? Where are you going?

Aren't you staying the night?

That was stupid!

Go if you want to!

Hey, that was my ball!

Look, Val�ria's back!

Oh yeah, you bet, I saw that coming, I heard some stuff

about her parents suing anyone who goes near her, crap like that.

- You watch out, okay? - I'm going there.

Christ, Mano always has to be such a sucker.

- Hi, Val�ria. - Hi.

I called you yesterday, your mother was hysterical.

I'm sick of the whole thing, I don't want to talk about it.

Okay.

Christ, I'm so angry at the idiot who spread those photos, man.

What a jerk son of a bitch!

It's nothing to do with me.

Relax, man.

Listen up, folks.

Unlike the Che slate, we're not going to use class time to talk about our proposals.

So we're here to put forward the Grana slate proposals.

Firstly... a card game championship during break.

Each participant pays R$30 to join.

We played.

All right. Our main proposal is to change the graduation trip

because Porto Seguro is terrible, it's so washed up.

We deserve something better, for God's sake.

- You want to go to Disneyland? - No, Cancun.

Why don't you go to Palestine?

Did you see the meeting?

Sometimes I wonder what I'm still doing at this school.

I've not much longer now, man.

As if you didn't have Burger King at lunchtime.

Someone should do something.

- No one says anything. - You can'tjust boo.

- Do you want to go to Cancun too? - No.

Chin up!

What about that dumb proposal for a digital blackboard?

You can get anti-allergic chalk, it's completely unnecessary.

And they want to charge R$30,00 for the card game championship...

man, they've got to be kidding!

Hey, I play cards for free.

It makes you sick when they don't even realize that, like...

some people can't afford all this stuff.

I still don't know what they're driving at.

They're trying to drive to Cancun.

They're all jerks, the whole school are jerks.

Like, everyone's got it in for Val�ria

and no one knows which son of a bitch sent the photos.

No one gives a damn, they just want the photos of Val�ria naked.

Everyone's so false at this school.

Maybe there should be a slate to fight stuff like this.

Like what happened to Bruna, that drawing of her

they stuck on the notice board, that made me so mad.

We should do something to put an end to this bullshit at school.

Okay, and what do you want to do?

We could put together a slate.

Wouldn't you join a slate like that, to improve all this stuff?

Man, that's cool, I swear!

I'll talk to Bruna and we need someone to talk to Val�ria.

All right, I'll do it, I'll speak to Val�ria.

That's cool. So I'll call Bruna.

- Deal? - Deal.

Deal.

A nice little exercise for you, my dear Mano, a pentatonic scale.

No, no, do it nicely, fourth finger, don't be lazy now.

Brilliant! Why study, right Mano, just waste your family's money.

All we do is play classical, I want to play electric guitar.

Oh, so you want to play electric?

Why, huh?

To get off with all the girls at school, to become popular, right?

Like I said, if that's what you want...

you've got the wrong teacher.

The classical guitar is the soul of the electric.

I want to play Something.

We'll play it at the end of the class.

No, no, I'm serious, I really need to play that song.

"I really need to" You said it. Who is it?

- Oh go to hell, man. - Go on, what's her name?

- Val�ria. - Val�ria.

Go on, teach me.

Cool.

B, at the top.

Up seven.

Easy, easy, you're playing too fast, why?

Play one note after the other, go on.

Play as if you were dreaming in a cloud. Do you have dreams?

I don't know, being on a beach playing for Val�ria.

Playing for her?

Playing guitar for her.

- Really? - Yeah.

Making love to her all day long.

Very good.

It's a fine dream. Just fine.

So play for Val�ria, Something.

I was talking to Flavio, and to Carol and Bruna...

and we were thinking of forming a slate to fight this.

How about it?

I don't know, Mano, I don't really go in for that stuff.

I don't think it does any good. I couldn't be bothered.

But thanks for the invitation.

Did you come here just to talk about the slate?

No, I came to see how you are.

Thanks.

I'm sort of still learning it.

Relax.

Do you really like me?

She's so cool!

I think I've got a girlfriend.

Or am I dreaming?

Val�ria, my brother's play is on at school tomorrow, want to go?

Maybe. Keep a seat for me.

But I think the only decent thing at school are your classes.

No, seriously!

Thanks for the compliment, but I don't agree

There are a lot of good things at the school, I used to love studying there.

- What did you like about it? - My class was fantastic.

Can you believe they're my best friends to this day?

We meet every year, 40 of us, the whole class, notjust a gang,

but everyone gets together.

Wow, cool.

You know what's funny? I only hang out with boys...

some are girls, but I hang out more with boys.

- That's great. - No kidding?

It's very interesting, very interesting.

Firstly because I think girls are such copycats girls.

Your age stick together too much, you know?

It's difficult to get them to think for themselves.

Like those shoals of tiny fish, when one turns,

they all turn together, know what I mean?

It's so lovely seeing a fish swimming on its own.

Passing the shoal, you have that, you're...

- I'm sorry, Artur. - Okay.

- Sorry, it's just that... - Okay, all right, no problem.

It's okay.

I'd better get the bill.

I'm sorry, could you sit somewhere else? I'm expecting someone.

Thanks.

Hi Val�ria, it's Mano, aren't you coming?

I'm keeping your place. Call me as soon as you get this message. Bye.

I'm so scared. Some women die of hemorrhages, you know?

Are you scared of dying? Dying in the prime of life.

What's absurd is not being born.

Go, for God's sake, if that's what you want to talk about, then leave me alone.

Never. I don't agree with you, I'll never leave you alone.

Bia, please go to cabin number 4.

- Don't forget the chairs. - Come on, come on.

Tell me the truth, have you been seeing Enzo?

Oh Pedro, don't be so paranoid, you're losing it.

Come on, hurry, concentrate on the next scene.

You're like a shallow river meeting the sea.

Treading on your sand is like a sublime stroll.

I swear.

Death, joy, anxiety, if you leave me I don't exist.

- Are you enjoying it? - It's cool.

The years pass like days.

The days pass like hours.

- The hours pass like minutes. - The minutes are seconds.

- I no longer know my destiny. - I no longer recall my desire.

- Who leads me? - Where am I being taken?

Why must I push this cart day and night?

Hi.

Dad, you're crazy bringing that guy to school!

Get out and take him. Get out and take that guy with you, scram.

Who is this man who won't let me stop pushing?

My heart is an organ of desire, pulsating, like sex.

And what will the world make of my desire?

I touch him as if I could massage it him all over...

torso, head, heart.

Very good show.

Okay, but tell me something, whose father are you?

Who's father?

- Truth game? - Go ahead.

- Go on, you start. - You start.

No, go ahead, go on.

I had sex with Val�ria.

- You're not serious? - Sure.

Holy shit, how dumb is that, Mano?

- Go fuck yourself. - No, you fuck yourself.

You had sex with Val�ria?

So what, man?

She's not right for you, she's not your type.

- She's so dumb. - You don't even know her.

She's just dumb, you're such an idiot.

You're just another one on her list, "the one I screwed today".

Go on, your turn.

I kissed Artur.

Wow, you kissed a teacher?

Shut up, Mano, how about shouting a bit louder?

Man, you kissed a teacher, are you mad?

- He'll want to go to bed with you! - Christ Mano, you're so dramatic.

- What a lousy jerk! - He's not a jerk.

- He damn well is! - Of course not.

- He's a son of a bitch! - Of course not.

It's no use telling you stuff. Shit, Mano!

Christ, you're some friend, huh?

Not in a million years. You'd need proof for me to believe you.

- So what do you want, a video? - A video.

- You filmed it? - Yeah.

Seriously? No, honest, if you filmed it, show it to me and I'll believe you.

I can't believe itjust like that, really, no way.

Go on, give her back the ball, go on!

I can't see it.

For a girl who screwed you she doesn't show much consideration.

She had sex with you, that's not normal.

I still doubt it. To me you're still a virgin.

Too bad, huh, still a virgin.

Carol, look at this.

CAROL IS GOING WITH PROF. ARTUR... WOW!

Mano, I can't believe you did this to me, Mano!

I can't believe you told the whole school that secret!

Carol, what are you talking about?

It was a secret, Mano, I trusted you!

I can't believe it! I don't believe it, Mano,

you're such an asshole!

Carol!

Carol!

She sure is mad, man.

Hey Carol, what's wrong?

No Deco, I don't feel like talking now, honest.

No, what is it? Tell me, I'm your friend, go on.

Friends are for telling crap to too, you know. Go on.

Man, it's Mano, he told something he shouldn't have...

he spread something around the school which was a secret, man!

That thing about Artur, the kiss?

Holy shit, you know too. Christ, Mano's so out of line!

Mano's out of line, he's lost, he's really down.

He's so strange, I don't know what's going on with him.

Relax, everything's okay.

I can't relax, he told a secret no one was supposed to know.

- Easy, easy. - It was a secret, Deco.

Carol, calm down! Relax, calm down.

- It's not as bad as all that. - Carol, can I talk to you?

No.

Carol, I didn't tell anyone!

Mano, go away, I don't want to talk to you!

- Mano, leave her alone, go on. - Carol, I didn't tell anyone.

Mano, leave her alone! She doesn't want to talk now, can't you see?

Talk to her later. Seriously.

Relax, everything's okay, calm down.

Everything's not okay.

- Calm down, Carol, Carol, Carol. - It was a secret, Deco.

All right, so it was a secret, fine. He screwed up, he's a jerk.

Calm down, relax.

Carol, Carol listen, let me talk to you for a minute?

What is it? I can speak for Carol.

- Deco, I want to talk to Carol. - She won't, I'm representing her.

- It's something I need to know. - What is it you need to know?

I want to know whether it's true she kissed a teacher.

- Christ, stop that, what are you doing, Dri? - Carol, come here!

Dri, Dri, she won't talk, she's not going to say anything.

I'm speaking for her, I represent Carol.

Okay, forget it, then!

I called you loads of times yesterday, where were you?

That's a lie, I called Sabrina and you weren't there.

I'm not a control freak, I just want to know where you were!

Are you hiding something from me? Then hang up!

No woman likes being spied on like that.

Do I poke my nose in your affairs?

These exercises are like kindergarten work.

They quote stuff they've never read, and they're post-graduates.

My only salvation is my Lima Barreto tutoree.

He has some really interesting insights.

Ask him out. Didn't dad ask his tutoree out?

Have some respect!

I don't mix intellectual admiration with basic necessities.

But you should.

What's got into you, Pedro? Even if I did want to go out with one of the students,

my sense of ethics wouldn't allow me to use my power as a teacher to seduce someone.

What a load of hypocrisy, a hypocrite's love really stinks.

Look at you and dad!

Hi, Bia, tell me the truth!

Very well, Hermano.

I asked you here because you probably know all that business

that's going on, with Artur and Carol.

What's your opinion of it?

Man, I think he took advantage of his position as teacher

to hit on Carol.

It's not Carol's fault, I think...

I don't know, it's terrible, a lack of ethics on Artur's part.

I understand you, but there must be a certain distance

between the teacher and the student.

You shouldn't have had lunch with her, you shouldn't have done that.

I don't believe you're talking to me like that.

I can't believe you're talking to me about that distance.

I can't believe it, this isn't happening!

Look, Artur...

I'm sorry to say this, but you no longer work here with us.

This wasn't a decision of mine. Artur!

My name is Alberto, I'm Artur's substitute.

I'm your friend, pay attention to everything I say...

because I often set surprise tests.

So I'd like to go over everything you've learned up to now.

I'll give you some exercises and I want you to do them in 5 minutes.

I'll give you 5 minutes now.

HOW ABOUT A MOVIE TODAY? MANO.

Carol, Carol...

Look, I know it's a bit ridiculous,

but I've written this poem for you.

"Now I was the king The examiner and judge

And by my law We were made to be happy

And you were the princess Which I had crowned

And you were so lovely to see That you went about my land naked.

Thank you, Chico!

What do you mean, Chico?

Deco, the poem is by Chico Buarque, you said it was yours

so you must be Chico Buarque.

What do you mean? Seriously?

My God, when I got the poem I must have got the wrong one.

DECO: SCUM, JERK OR NAIVE?

Can I at least know the reason?

I need to breathe. We've been together since we were 15, Pedro!

Are you seeing Enzo?

We went out.

- Have you slept with him? - No!

- Swear? - I swear.

I can't understand.

Pedro, you're so serious, with Enzo I have a laugh.

We'll grow old together, put our dentures in the same glass

like you always joke, but right now I need some time.

My chest is all torn, cut by your sharp breasts.

From the wounds a soft cry, muffled...

like that of an abandoned baby in a bag on a river current.

No one hears my pain.

I think this money will pay their lunch today, right?

Look who's here!

The Grana Slate sent this, look.

Take your money...

Hey, don't be ridiculous, man!

That's rich! What's ridiculous is having a gay father!

What?

If throwing money at someone is ridiculous,

what does that make your gay father?

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY

You know why homosexuals are known as Bambis?

Because during the winter they cuddle up together to keep warm.

And the burning question is, what do you call the son of a Bambi?

You think we've got two Bambis at school?

Answer, leave your opinion, don't be a stranger.

Dri Novais's blog, the school's hottest gossip.

Who the hell told you that, man? This is hell!

Mano, Mano! It was at the parent-teacher meeting.

Your mother confided in Lucas's mother...

who told my mother and Ferreti's mother, so everyone heard.

- No fucking way! - Seriously.

My mother never did that.

Man, it's not possible!

MANO, GAY DADDY, PEDRO, MAMI

Hey, you're not late, what a miracle.

What's going on?

All this happened in 5 hours of school, understand?

I understand.

I don't know whether I can stand it.

Only you can know if you can stand it or not.

Think of a crossroads: Either you go this way, or that.

Either you face up to it, or you chicken out.

That's the choice, Mano, it's yours.

It's like choosing the song you want to play.

What song do you want to play?

That's it Mano, that's it.

It's time to play your guitar, play your sound.

I told you not to come and fetch me.

You want to me to abandon my job as father?

Since when has turning queer been part of a father's job?

- Stop talking bullshit! - The whole school is out to get me.

You want to know what hell is like? This is hell!

When I ask you not to fetch me from school, don't fetch me!

- They're just prejudiced. - I'm taking the bus!

Daddy come to introduce his new boyfriend?

You make me sick.

- Go away. - Spit on him.

Go on, grab him!

Get the fag! Get the fag!

Gather round everyone, come on, listen up.

We're the Free World slate and this isn'tjust a passing fad.

We're here to make a mark.

We need to start talking about the lack of respect for others

and what's been going on here at the school.

We've got to stop pretending everything's okay.

This school is an evil Big Brother, man.

Everyone spying on everyone else, everyone scared it's going

to be their turn to be laughed at. It's like a bubble with no air.

We've got to burst the bubble, man.

The Free World slate!

I really liked their proposal.

What about you?

I thought it was really original, compared to the other two slates.

Thanks.

Mano, Mano, come here. How about an interview for the blog, please?

No.

No, actually, sure.

I think your blog is bullshit and you're a complete cretin.

The bottom of a melon should be a bit soft.

- That's how you know it's ripe. - Mom, have you thought about what I said?

Do you understand the mess you made?

I never imagined that a mother would tell their kid.

It's so anti-ethical.

Anti-ethical, mom, for God's sake. Get real, will you?

You can lose an arm, a leg, all right, you're still alive.

But the soul?

Without it you're just a bag of bones rattling around.

Pedro, go on, get changed.

Pedro, have you been taking my pills?

Just one.

Pedro can't self-medicate himself, you know that.

He says if he doesn't take something he can't sleep.

Pedro needs a psychologist, urgently, and I can't afford one.

I'll speak to Felipe to see if he can see Pedro tomorrow.

Now I think the kids have to change schools.

Why?

Why? Because that school's reactionary, bigoted.

What's happening to Mano is serious, very grave

and the school does nothing.

Hor�cio, I bring you a problem and you answer with four!

Mano's dealing with itjust fine.

Mano is becoming a right idiot, actually.

Mano's fine. You know nothing about Mano...

you don't know what your son does, you never did.

What do you mean? He's my son, of course I do.

Oh really? Then where is he now?

- Do you know? - Yes. He's at Deco's studying.

Wow. Look at this, it's dead cool.

It's awesome, Mano.

Look, I started this yesterday, just a small sample.

Silver File, all the girls I've been out with.

Mano, I'm 15 now, imagine how many there'll be in here when I'm 30?

A great file, with all the chicks I've been out with, right?

Like, our parents could never have this.

I mean, not in your father's case, obviously.

Then there's Gold, the girls I've screwed.

And Diamond, the cherries I've plucked.

- What that, Carol? - Yeah, Mano, she sure was hot.

That's Carol!

No, like I haven't screwed her yet, but I'm on final approach

nearly there, I bet I'll pluck her cherry within a month.

I've even felt her all wet.

Seriously, Mano, the chick's wild.

If you rub her the right way she'll spread her legs.

I know, Mano, her and Artur, I saw them in the restaurant, kissing.

You saw Carol with Artur? Yeah, I didn't see, I heard some guys talking.

The main thing is she's hot, she kissed a teacher and all.

- Shut your mouth. - She's so hot, man!

- Is this all right? - Yes, I think so.

Yes, a bit higher.

- No, I want to see now. - No, Carol, you can't see.

- Why can't I see? - Seriously.

Why?

No, I was jumping naked from a rock.

- Deco all shy? - No, seriously.

- Let me see. - Carol, no, no.

Stop being so paranoid!

No, I'm serious, I get embarrassed.

Oh man you're such a bore.

Here, look, the beach we always used to go to.

- Wow, what a lovely sunset! - Really far out.

Carol.

Carol.

Carol, I need to talk to you.

So talk.

Alone.

What's wrong with you, you excluding your friends now?

Watch out, okay?

- Are you going out with Deco? - That's my business.

Carol, I'm your friend, you don't believe me

but it wasn't me told that story about the kiss.

- Yeah, Mano? Then who was it? - I think it was Deco.

Man, why are you so interested in stopping me seeing Deco?

Because he's so not you. You're completely different.

So what? So what if he's completely different?

Seriously, he's rather arrogant, only you would be too if you were Deco.

He hits on all the girls, Carol.

He's playing the field because he hasn't found the right girl yet.

You'll see, with me he'll be different.

Deco doesn't deserve you.

Mano, I can't believe that after screwing up Artur's life,

you come here and badmouth your best friend. Seriously, Mano.

Look, Flavio's calling you. Go on!

Deco, you idiot!

What do you think?

We could put this over the top.

- Val�ria, give me a cigarette? - Yes, sure.

- Thanks. - No problem.

How about a movie?

Oh Mano, I can't.

You know, it was really cool at my place and everything

but I don't want to get serious, I don't want a boyfriend right now.

And even if I did, it wouldn't be you, Mano.

It'd be so difficult for me, explaining to my parents

all that stuff about your dad, you see?

Understand?

All right, then.

"Dear friend Mano, I'm going abroad for six months.

I'm going to Europe, chasing my dream, you should do the same.

And remember... to reach it,

you first have to know

what you're doing wrong.

Embrace your guitar. Marcelo."

This is a petition, for Artur, the physics teacher, you know?

For him to return to the school.

Please sign here and put your year underneath.

- Will you sign too? - Can I sign below?

- Sure, sure. - Put your name there.

Thanks.

I'm collecting signatures for Artur to return. I've got over 100.

- Wow, great idea. - That's cool, man.

- Wow, great idea. - That's cool, man.

You're not signing.

What do you mean? Give it here, let me sign. Why not, Mano?

You know very well why.

Go fuck yourself.

Why's he so upset?

I dunno, ever since Mano's dad started sucking cock he's freaked out.

Is it because his dad sucks cock that you can't sign?

I don't know what's wrong with him, he's so weird.

- You really don't know, Deco? - Really.

Lucas, you have tell me who it was...

you're going to have to screw either Deco or Mano.

I'm not saying!

Isn't it better to screw the one who really did it?

I'm not saying, Carol.

Tell me who spread the story about me kissing Artur...

- for God's sake, Lucas! - I'm not saying!

It's important to me. Man, I'll be blaming an innocent person!

Man, stop being an asshole!

- It was Deco. - Thanks.

- Happy now? - Yeah.

WORLD = TRAGEDY OF ERRORS

Yesterday I spent all my money buying some land on Mars.

This is the photo NASA gave me of my piece of happiness.

No people, no animals, no plants, no cars, no computers.

Me and my imagination, we're going to live in the void, in infinity.

I intend to have nothing more to do with fools...

nor with those who inhabit my mind memories of stupid past relationships.

Is your brother all right, Mano?

He's fine.

- Really? - Yes.

I visit his blog nearly every day, you know?

There's some good poetry there, but I think

there's too much pain for a 17 year-old, you know?

You need to get Pedro out of his virtual world.

The kid needs some air, to get out.

Gustavo, he's already seeing a psychologist.

Outsourcing the management of your kid's feelings

is the classic way of not dealing with the problem.

Wake up, Hor�cio.

Gustavo, a psychologist has far more tools

than a professor of Communications Theory, to deal with this matter.

And he's at an objective distance, unlike the parents.

For God's sake, Hor�cio, objective distance?

Maybe that's your problem.

Gustavo, I'd like you not to interfere with my family business.

I'm sorry.

Just a moment!

Well, we pay, but we don't pay well.

Now listen, I think this is detrimental to your school.

For your school's image, in a situation like this.

I think they need good teachers.

Being a 15 year-old teenager these days isn't like it was 5 years, 10 years ago.

I'm a teacher.

There is a code that a teacher mustn't become involved with a student,

in or outside school.

I agree.

It's a professional code of ethics.

I'm a teacher too, I think things have changed a lot.

She must be a girl of my daughter's age, perhaps about 14, 15 years old.

Nowadays...

Do you doubt the power of seduction of a teacher over any student?

You, as a teacher.

I've no doubt, but I think that nowadays, with the internet,

with all the means now available to young people

I think that perhaps the teacher is the victim in this case and not the girl.

I just want to read you this petition which the students

from the first and second year have handed in.

In fact it was your son who wrote it, Camila.

We, the undersigned, want teacher Artur to return

because his class had no roll call and was the best attended class in the school

and because our colleague has publicly admitted

and will say it front of her parents, if necessary,

that it was she kissed him.

Throwing Artur out is an act of violence committed by the parents

and the school on a teacher whom we admire and trust in.

There are 238 signatures.

So now I'd like ask those who are in favor of the temporary

readmission of Artur to please raise your hands.

He's closed the door.

Look, he's already surrounded by girls.

He gives good advice. But I no longer need his advice.

Just like the song: "Don't trust anyone over 30...

don't trust anyone with more than 30 bucks, the teacher has...

has more than 30 pieces of advice, more than 30, more than 30."

Let's go?

The music's really loud, you can't dance.

Bia, can I talk to you? In private.

So, Pedro?

Bia, I've been thinking about everything that happened.

Really...

You going out with Enzo isn't a problem while you're going out with me.

What?

It's okay with me if you date both of us.

Pedro, Pedro, that's not how it works.

- It's no problem. - You're dreaming, Pedro.

- Freedom. Remember what you said? Freedom. - What freedom, Pedro?

- Stop that. Pedro, you're not well.

- When you're not seeing him, we can go out. - Enough, enough!

Pedro, stop! I can't stand it anymore. I'm sick it!

VOTE HERE

Hi there! Do you know the Free Work slate? Vote for us.

Have you voted?

Voting for us won't be a wasted vote.

Free World slate.

Che slate.

Free World slate.

It doesn't look as if voting for the slates is the school's trendiest thing,

there are almost more candidates the ballot votes.

Look how many showed up.

Free World slate.

So here are the results of the election...

Che slate, 53 votes.

Free World slate, 68 votes.

And Grana slate, 92 votes.

Congratulations to the Grana slate.

Congratulations to all students who took part in the election.

I am fully aware of the decision I'm taking...

and have made it of my own free will.

I know this is tough, because as such, no one has the right to guilt

and guilt is the relief of the weak.

- Hello? Hi Mano, are you okay? - Gustavo?

- Mano, are you with your brother? - Have you seen him today?

No, I'm not with him.

Do you know where he might be right now?

No, I don't know where he is.

Mano, if he were to do something really terrible, where'd he go?

I'm sorry, but I agree with Camus...

suicide is the only true philosophical question.

In the 60's. Excuse me, one minute.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

My desire commands my destiny and death is my only freedom.

Would you like a juice?

This playacting a happy family is getting on my nerves. Honestly.

We're not playacting, we're happy because you're alive.

Why, Pedro?

I know that's a question I shouldn't ask

but I need to hear it.

No Camila, let it go, he can talk later.

I feel like a walking time bomb, mom, I was about to go off.

I just pressed the button, that's all.

SANTA ANAST�CIA HOSPITAL RADIOLOGY, PEDIATRY, EXIT

Mano, has your brother felt like eating anything?

Not yet, but he's better already, calling everyone hypocrites.

I told Gustavo about our slate, he likes the idea.

We lost.

Man, tell him what you told me.

What you're trying to say with the Free World, you can say

in other ways, you can say through the theater, using music

through your attitude in life, your thoughts.

You also said another really cool thing which I wrote down, see?

What is it you keep writing in that notebook?

Nothing, just stuff, Mano.

- Carol, let me see! - No.

- Carol. - Mano, stop.

- Let me see. - Give it back.

- Mano, Mano, give that back. - Man! Stop, stop!

Easy, easy, easy.

No, no, give it to me, I'm serious.

- Stop, you'll tear it, stop. - Carol, stop.

Give it to me!

It was amazing today. Mano played Something at school.

It's in second place in my list of the best things in the world.

Losing only to the chocolate �clair from the bakery

which has been top of the list now for 28 weeks.

I think the chocolate �clair is only going to lose its position

when I start really liking someone.

How can you tell whether you really like someone?

I don't know yet.

Mano, I can't stand these kisses. I told you.

I don't want to be disappointed by you.

You won't be disappointed.

Being happy after you grow up isn't impossible.

It's just more complicated.

BASED ON THE "MANO" SERIES OF BOOKS BY GILBERTO DIMENSTEIN AND HELOISA PRIETO

Subtitles translated from the Portuguese by Hugo Moss.

Done by (c) dCd / November 2011