All language subtitles for Taego.Awa.2016.PORTUGUESE.1080p.WEBRip.x264-VXT

Henrique and Marcela
brought the files

so as we could see
the documents and photos.

About the history
of my grandfather

when the white men took them.

Funai caught us and took our land

and layed us to live
with the Javaé.

Patrícia brought the
hope of land back.

Then we went to Brasília

to talk to the leaderships
to tell them,

to tell the President of Funai.

So as they hear

and give us back what's ours.

That white men knows,

and give us back our land.

In the past, before everything,
the Ãwa lived with the white men.

The other Indians
also lived with them.

They all lived together.

The black ones shot arrows at the Ãwa
because they didn't like them

and made the Ãwa leave.

The owner of the black men
argue with them

because they shot
the Ãwa at night.

The white men also argued with the
black men because they shot the Ãwa.

And than the Ãwa
gone away that night.

The Ãwa left and didn't return,
angry with the black ones.

And the white men
didn't follow the Ãwa.

The Ãwa got angry
with the white men

that's why the Ãwa
came back to steal from them.

Since than, the Ãwa kept
stealing things from the white men.

The Ãwa took arrows and axes
from the white men and other Indians.

The Ãwa took
the banana seedlings

and brought it to plant
in the house yard.

Took manioc seedlings

and also took potato seedlings.

And that's how the Ãwa
started their crops.

Hi, Luciana?

It's Angélica, Luciana.

Are you listening?

Luciana, can you call me back
here in Boto Velho?

Ok. I'll be waiting.
Three minutes?

Five minutes.

That's fine.
Bye.

Hello.

Hey.

What's up?

Luciana, I'm calling
to know if you are coming

if it worked for you to come.

It's because the arrangement
with the car is 15 days

and 15 days ends on a Tuesday.

I'm just thinking that
we are in your heart.

That's fine.

Him teaching the Indian to shoot.

He was grown already.

Is this grandpa?

Mother, he hasn't
changed since then?

Long hair.

They were surrounded.

Look at her monkey.

They ran until they got captured.

This was the expedition
that took them.

Be quiet Maicon.

Fought, Fought...
and they ended up not resisting.

"Black Indians are dangerous"

“Black Indians located”

"To attract black Indians
the tactic is the hunger siege”

“Avá-Canoeiro, one step for
the black Indians of Javaé”

“Finally the contact”.

Mother, I had one like this,
didn't I?

Grandpa made it for him.

We know that...

It's a comparison between what Funai says,
and what grandpa says.

He went through it.

But the Funai version
is the one that prevails.

What grandpa says,
will be just for us.

It's because they have
footage and photos

and grandpa has just his words.

What he has been through.

But why do we need
more proof

if we have the person that
passed through all of this telling us?

With these Indians?

I mean...

When all the expeditions
are conducted

the purpose is to
liberate an area

for a particular
economical ending.

These Indians will stay
in their demarcated

and assured land.

That's it.

Within that policy
many projects

have been implanted.

In the Bananal Island

there's a cattle project

with an effective of about
4,000 heads of cattle.

And a rice growing project

in an area of approximately
800 hectares.

Within this philosophy

the implementation of
cattle and agriculture projects

seeks to integrate
indigenous labor

with appropriate
production techniques.

Grandpa...

How did the white men
capture you?

Where'd they lead you to?

When did they take you?

When they took us?

Yes...
who captured you?

Tell me.

We were coming back

towards the big woods,
that we call the Blue Forest.

When we arrived

we saw that the white men
had knocked down all the trees.

I don't know which
white man was behind us.

They built a road
in the middle of the forest.

And found us leaving
through it.

My deceased brother said:
"We have already passed through here

because I remember
killing a horse right here."

We got in the woods from one side,
and than we left out from the back.

And I said to my brother:
"I don't know how you remember this."

That day, my deceased
sister was ill

and ahead we heard the white men
shouting inside the forest.

We heard them and left

and the white men
followed us to catch us.

My deceased sister Kaganego ran by
where we killed the pig.

Before seeing the white men
waving at her.

She ran afraid of them

and shouted to warn that
they were approaching.

She ran to where we were

and with her, escaped
my deceased brother Agapik,

my son Agaèk, and
my deceased sister Tuakire.

My deceased wife Watuma
could not escape.

With her was my sister
and my deceased son Putxicao.

I was in front of them
with my brother-in-law,

his mother and the
deceased Tapywire.

Tapywire was able to escape,
but her mother couldn't.

Putxicao started to cry
in his mother's lap

and his mother said:

"Don't cry...
Don't cry..."

With them was your mother
who was already grown.

She said:

"Pia... Pia...
The white men want to take us."

It was when I yelled
to my brother in law:

"Brother, come here.
The white men want to take us."

And I said to him:

"These white men are
deforesting with a tractor.

They are entering with tractors
inside the Blue Forest

and clearing everything they see."

Yanking the smaller bushes
and everything else in front of them.

In that moment I said to
my deceased brother-in-law:

"Brother come here...

the white men want to take us."

It was when the white
men took me,

my brother-in-law,
my wife and my son

to a place where there
were a lot of bees,

where Taego was buried.

They took us…

And Agaèk escaped,
afraid into the forest...

towards the Formoso river.

Agaèk ran jumping, like
a savage male pig pup...

without looking back.

They came and took us

and when they saw us coming,
there were a lot of people.

They surrounded us without
letting us see anything around.

Everybody from Formoso
do Araguaia came.

There were people form Brasília,
Goiânia and also Palmas.

The Xerente Indians
also came to see us.

After they caught us in the Blue Forest,
people came even from...

Mina… Mina…
No.

What's the name?

Araguaçu.

They all came to see us.

Grandpa…

Do we paint the women?

Yes, the women are also painted.

How do we paint them?

In women we just splash the ink.

And in men we make a
sash around the waist

and another in the thighs
using jenipapo.

That's the way we paint men.

Teach me then.

Yes.

Can you get some
jenipapo for me?

Jenipapo?

Yes…

Sirlene?

What?

Is that you?

Yes.

Do you wanna lick my finger?

Hey, Tuagky.

We want to see you paint.

You're adding too much jenipapo.

Let it drain through the finger.

That's fine.

Mom, can I paint your face?

No.

You can't paint my face.

Grandpa, are you gonna paint?

Yes, you can paint me.

Take off your shorts.

Ok…

Take off everything…

Here?

Yes, put it here.

I'm not like the others who are
ashamed of taking off their shorts.

I'm not afraid of
showing my penis.

Juarez and Geraldo have
no courage to show

because they have no
skin to cover their penis.

Does your penis have big skin?

What?

My penis doesn't have big skin!

Is it over?

Take it.

For what?

It's over.

You wiped out all the ink.

Why do we drink hot coffee?

The hot coffee heats our belly.

And burns our guts.

Sing the Toucan song.

My neck is aching.

I'll not make the flame high.

What?

I'll not increase the fire.

Light the fire.

Otherwise you will burn.

Why, are you mad?

I was in that bush, right there.

Check how much openness there is.

What?

Your name.

Tutawa.

Say, Tutawa.

Tutawa.

Tutawa Avá-Canoeiro.

Javaé.

Tutawa Avá Canoeiro not …

Tutawa...

Black face.

No.

Javaé?

Tuagaèk.

My name is Tuagaek.

Iaraque?

Tuagaèk.

Tuagaèk?

Tutawa laraque.

Tuagaèk.

We entered.

From where?
There.

Have you ever been here?

No.

Was it here where you
made your camp?

It was there that
we built our houses.

Here was where we stayed.

Here we built the camp.

Here were the straw cabins.

The mosquitoes smelled our odours

and we had to move
to another place

because of the mosquitoes.

Around here?

We were all covered
because of the mosquitoes.

There were a lot of mosquitoes here.

We built the houses here.

We went out from the camp
to bathe in the lake.

We stayed here together
with Agapik.

The white men
didn't see Agapik die.

Just we saw Agapik die.

I don't know what Agapik…
there's a lot of mosquitoes here.

Let's go!

Sure.

Where are the monkeys?

There's no more monkeys here.

They expelled all of them
from the lakeside.

I don't know why I didn't
bring my machete

so I could take a piece
of stick back home.

Why do you want a stick?

Que?

What are you going
to do with it?

I wanted a piece of stick
to fix my hoe.

But I forgot my machete.

We never left the woods.
It was the white men that made us leave.

Waiakongo, here was
the thick forest.

I don't know what the
white men were looking for

when they found us
living inside the forest.

They made a road
inside the forest.

There your grandfather killed
Quatis, next to that tree.

Where?

A big Quati.

There was where your grandfather
built the camp.

He covered the houses
with leaves

and covered the floor with
straw so as we could lay down.

Davi, we never parted.

My deceased mother Taego
slept in the middle

your grandfather on this side
and Kaganego on the other one.

By her side slept Tutxi,
who died in Goiânia.

Baiture slept beside my mother.

We made a big bed where
everybody slept together.

This nest is from what?

Bird's nest.

What?

Bird's nest.

Bird nest?

There's a lot of little fruits there,
but I don't know the name.

Is this the white men?

Don't beep.

The other called him, reported us.

With that thing here, you don't enter.

Come in boy, but don't stay.

We know the history down pat.

We have all the documents from it.

We didn't come to question it.

Is this the white men?

No, I know you didn't
come to question it.

But I'm just explaining, right?

Yes, he is explaining.

We are here...

we got out of the island, because 90%
of the people here came from the island.

Why? Because there is
an indigenous area.

The government took us out from there.

We got out and now we are here,

and then we realized the
Indians were infiltrating again.

Then this is the thing,
they come, bring others…

And I'm explaining,
they won't come anymore.

Stay over there…

It's not about discriminating Indians,
because I raised an Indian.

He is right there.

I lived inside the island….

Wasn't it the truth that
I had to get out of there?

Because there was an indigenous area?

What business is that?

The whole world is to be
an indigenous area?

TUTAWA WAS BORN IN THE 30'S, IN UAKUÀGA,
A CAVE IN THE ARAGUAIA VALLEY.

HE GOT OUT AND ESCAPED WITH A GROUP THAT,
ACCOMPANIED BY HIS FATHER, WAPOTXIRE

THE SHAMAN LEADER, PUT THE ÃWA CLOSE
THROUGH THE BANANAL ISLAND.

TUTAWA SUCCEED HIS FATHER, MURDERED BY A
COWBOY, LEADING THE GROUP TO THE BLUE FOREST

LIVING BETWEEN IT AND OTHER PLACES KNOWN
AS “CARACOL” AND “CAPÃO DE AREIA"

IN FORMOSO OF ARAGUAIA – TO.

THIS WAS THE LAST REFUGEE OF THE ÃWA
AFTER THE FORCED CONTACT BY FUNAI IN 1973.

TUTAWA LEAD HIS PEOPLE UNTIL 6 OF JULY
2015, WHEN HE PASSED AWAY IN GURUPI – TO.

ALL HIS DESCENDENTS, SONS OF
KAUKAMA AND GRANDSONS OF TAEGO,

DEFINE THEMSELVES AS ÃWA
AND FIGHT FOR TAEGO ÃWA

TRADITIONAL LAND THAT AWAITS DEMARCATION
FROM THE MINISTRY OF JUSTICE.