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BREATH
In that town,
each person dreamed in secret.
The boy without a name met the girl without legs.
She had no legs, but didn't need any to leave.
And they tried.
The girl without legs showed him the world as she knew it.
He who had no name went abroad,
as if he were never going to return.
For a while, their gaze was fixed in the same direction.
She never gave him a name...
He never brought her the legs.
Fate for one.
Mystery for the other.
THE FAM0US AND THE DEAD
They could walk along the same rail,
but would never be crushed by the same train.
P0ST
FAR FR0M HERE
E.F says: "Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me."
E.F says: "Your blog entry was touching!"
E.F says: "Have you seen mine?"
B0B DYLAN'S C0NCERT IN 5, 4, 3 DAYS.
C0MING?
"It's too far from me..."
E.F is typing.
"Far is the place where you can live for real."
- Keep it up. - Keep on fucking yourself.
- Fucking myself? - Go on, man.
Stop!
- You're the one who can't . - Fuck, I fell on the ground.
Stop it!
Enough for me, I'm cool.
Smoke it with your mother later.
Really, man, keep it. Smoke it with her later.
- She's cool. She won't notice. - Your mom's cool too.
No, man.
Fuck, man.
Shit, you can't imagine...
My mom's getting crazier and crazier.
She smells my hands,
wants to see what I've had.
How disgusting. Smells your hands?
She's crazy, man.
Weird.
It feels like it took me a year to do it.
- Do what? - Putting it in my pocket and all.
No kidding!
It doesn't seem that long.
It isn't .
Then why did you say that?
- What did I say? - The time thing.
I didn't say it, I thought it.
But I heard it, man.
-What? -Hang on, man.
Shit. Be quiet and it'll pass.
Man, it's so bad when it happens. I suck.
- What? - You said you suck.
Fuck man, it sucks.
I'm kind of... already...
what?
It really sucks.
0K, man. Easy. Hang on.
Man, what was I going to say?
Asshole.
Asshole.
Asshole.
Asshole.
Asshole.
Asshole.
Asshole.
Asshole.
0uch, damn it!
You're laughing like a hick, man.
My mom's not well without the old man.
It sucks, I know.
She talks to Ines all the time.
Ines who?
The dog.
What's so funny?
Your mom talking to the dog is awesome, man.
I think I have to go.
- Stop saying that shit, man. - What?
All you can say is "I'm outta here." Damn it.
I'm going home, dumbass.
Tomorrow's your mom's test. I haven't studied yet.
Whatever, man. You never study.
My mom likes you, take advantage of it.
Doubt it.
Really, man...
Sleep at my place and we'll go to school tomorrow.
No, I want to write stuff.
- Sleep here, man. - No, not tonight.
Then wait till I finish smoking. Sit down.
Hick, son of a bitch!
Ines...
Come, Ines. Come with mommy.
Come.
You pretty girl. Come here.
Ines, you peed in the wrong place. Look!
Now you clean it up yourself.
The temperature's 5 degrees Celsius.
Death records.
Wife Gerta Kr�ger, Rudi Wilmar and relatives,
Wilmuth Kr�ger and relatives,
Nelda Frau and relatives
witnessed the death of Maurino Helmuth Kr�ger,
which took place last night at Estrela Hospital.
You look tired.
Were you on the computer all night?
I was studying.
Have you got a test?
Are you prepared?
It's Chemistry.
Marlene likes you.
How's she doing?
- Who? - Marlene.
More?
- Here you go. - Stop feeding the dog at the table!
I always do it.
My sweetheart.
At least you weren't on the street.
I hate when you and Diego stay out late.
There's nothing to do at night.
We stay at his place.
Just you, or are there girls?
0kay. Forget it.
It's like I'm not even here.
Today's Friday.
I'll let Rubiane look after the shop this afternoon.
I'll go to the bank,
then I'll visit your dad.
Want to come?
I can't .
Why not?
I have some schoolwork to do.
- Need any money? - No, thanks.
"Asshole of the world" .
"Forget about today until tomorrow."
"Play a song for me."
Good luck.
"Your mother looking at me, as if I were you.
Your face is my face.
I feel all your features on me.
Your mouth opening, is my smile forming.
Your tearful eyes are my wishes which you also had.
Being close isn't physical. "
P0ST
Diego!
Wait, man. Let me talk to the kid.
Paulinho, are you going to the June Festival tomorrow?
Don't know. Maybe. Why do you want to know?
No reason... just wanted to know who's going.
You don't know me, why are you talking to me?
0f course I know you. You're always around.
Man, is anyone in your family going?
My sister's going, I think.
- Your sister's going? - Why? You want her to?
No, just wanted to know... to see who'll be there.
Why?
Think, man! If she goes, you can't drink.
Shut up with that crap.
- See you there. - Man, leave him alone.
Is it all good?
- What? - That thing.
- What thing, man? - Bob Dylan's concert.
- What about it? - It's all set. Come with me.
- Are you crazy? - Adventure, man.
- Get real, man. Wake up. - You gotta come.
I'll be at the Festival to screw Paulinho's sister.
Enough of the internet.
- Marcelo. - Marcelo? Let's see...
Eduardo. Go now.
0K, Carol.
Let me see... Lucas.
Choose the tall guy.
Rener, come here, man.
Let's see... Henrique.
0ne to each side. Good.
Here, Jean.
Let's see... Rodrigo.
We've two forwards. We need defense.
0K, let's see...
No, the other one.
- Ademir. - Yeah.
He's taller.
Move it, shithead!
You have to play, man!
You know I don't like soccer.
This is a class. You must play.
- Let me sit. I won't disturb anyone. - Enough! Play goalie.
- Lunch's ready. - I've told you to knock.
It's on the table. It'll get cold.
- I've already eaten. - Eaten what?
I'm finishing some stuff here.
- Come eat with me. - I can't now.
Go on, break it. You don't pay for anything.
- Hurry, I have to get back to the shop. - 0K.
MY S0UL
PIECES 0F ME
JINGLE JANGLE GALLERY
PIECES 0F THE w0RLD
AG0NY
"Sometimes I feel sick about myself."
E.F says: "I've also felt that way."
"Wanted everything to end at once."
E.F says: "How? The bridge?"
"Whatever you say!"
E.F says: "Fly away!"
Hey, baby...
Did you miss Mommy?
Ines, did you pee on the floor again?
Bad girl.
Now I have to clean it, right?
Hi.
Has the soap started?
What's best for you...
It might take years for you to overcome this.
What your mother means is that you're not alone.
We are your parents.
You can always count on us.
I know, Dad. Thank you both so much.
0h, darling...
What did you tell Malu?
Look, yummy!
That you won't be getting married to Alexandre....
Hi.
What's this?
Wine from the village.
Mom, get Ines off my bed. She stinks.
Get down. She doesn't stink.
Yes, she does. 0ff!
Are you drunk?
Don't talk to your mother that way.
Why the purple mouth?
Stop!
- Let's toast to cheer things up. - Cheer what up?
Whatever, let's make a toast.
A wish.
Make a wish.
Don't you have any wishes? Make a wish. 0ne, two and...
0kay.
Go!
Where did you learn to drink like that?
Were you drinking in the streets?
0h, the boy has grown up.
And you've grown old.
Give me some more, old lady.
A little bit, just a little.
Rubiane broke her foot.
Poor girl. How stupid.
Poor her.
No wonder. You exploit her.
I don't exploit anyone.
You make her climb stairs all day.
The shop has stairs. What can I do?
Poor Rubiane broke her foot.
Mom, you're crazy.
You're mad at your friends?
No, I'm just tired.
Tired of what?
0f doing nothing.
Let's make a fire in the fireplace.
- Now? - Now.
Come Ines, come with Mommy. Let's make a fire.
"The day we were three.
He, she and I.
He used to push me on the swing in the park.
My back...
My heart beating slowly...
My hands getting all rusty.
All the crying, all the tumbles.
0ur forever bruised knees,
our hair glued to our foreheads,
all the stars glued on the ceiling.
Childhood.
Smiling till the end...
like what stayed behind.
Like what will never be recovered,
never to be the three of us again."
TEACHING IS DREAMING
Hi, Grandma.
Hi, darling.
I'm glad you came by. I was thinking about you.
I was thinking about making a 'galinhada' for us.
- Today? - No, today's the June Festival.
Grandpa and I will be the bride and groom.
There will be a country wedding. Are you coming?
- I can't , Grandma. - Why not?
Even your mother's going. She'll be sad if you don't go.
Yeah, but I can't .
- Why not? - Is Grandpa here?
Grandpa's inside listening to the radio.
- It's alright. Don't worry. - He's like that.
He likes to listen to his soccer matches,
- on the radio very loudly. - It's alright.
I dreamed about you twice.
- Really? - Yes.
I dreamed I walked past your bedroom
and you were crying.
Don't worry about me, Grandma.
But...
Look, Grandpa's here!
- Hi, Grandpa. - Hi.
Come on in. I've just baked some bread.
I can't . I have to go.
Come on. Have some bread.
I'm in a hurry. I've got to go.
Wait here then.
I'll get some bread for you to take, 0K?
0K.
...to kill yourself like that.
That's such a heavy thing to do.
Very heavy.
Her depression must've been very bad to have done that.
It's not something you think about usually.
To do such a thing... there's just no explanation for it.
Alone, abandoned, with no one to help.
She was very depressed.
She should've looked for help.
Her kids will carry it forever.
They'll suffer a lot.
There's no explanation.
We can't understand.
Again?
Yeah.
Did she fall long ago?
I don't know.
I've been around for a while.
Hardly anyone was here before. Crowds are coming and going now.
Have you seen Paulinho and his sister?
Carol is giving some support.
She doesn't miss a chance.
Why weren't you in school today?
I overslept.
Don't mention it around my mom. I said it was a day off.
- We had Saturday off last week. - I know. Never mind.
- What about last night? - What about it?
You didn't answer my text or Internet messages. I was at the gas station.
- I was sleeping. - That's all you do.
Why doesn't anyone fish her out?
They're waiting for the rescue team.
It takes longer each time.
Why hurry?
She's dead anyway.
Do you know how it happened?
It seems Paulinho got home from school,
and found a note from his mom
saying she'd tidied the house, left some food in the oven,
and a lot of frozen lasagna...
And some money on the table in case he needed anything.
The note also said
that she needed to visit his father.
And that it might take a while to return.
Paulinho thought it was strange.
His dad died nearly two years ago.
In fact he was afraid
and talked to the neighbor, his mom's friend.
She said she'd seen his mom leave not too long before.
And that she'd gone toward the iron bridge.
He got to the bridge.
Nobody was there.
0nly her shoes at the edge.
Diego...
Look down.
What?
Do you feel like something's pulling you down?
Get real, man.
Did you take a picture?
0f course not.
I saw you shooting when I got here.
I wasn't , man.
If I could, I'd take a picture just as they jump in.
What for?
To see their faces.
To see what it looks like when they can no longer turn back.
To know if they regret it at the last minute.
0r if they think about those left behind.
Are you angry at her?
Don't know.
She fucked up my whole family, you know.
Don't you miss her?
She was my sister.
What about Julian?
What about him?
You know he's back.
Hick, son of a bitch.
Look how high this is. He was very lucky.
I'm going, man. I've decided.
- What? - I'm seeing Bob Dylan on my own.
With nowhere to stay, you're nuts.
Whatever... I'll sleep rough in a bar or hotel. 0r I won't sleep.
Know what sucks the most?
Beyond there, look...
There's nothing else.
Will you be at the June Festival or will you have left?
Don't know. Are you going?
0f course.
But it'll suck.
The woman jumps the day I wanted to fuck her daughter.
0h man.
- So send me a message. - 0K.
What are you doing?
- Wait, man. - 0h, no.
Come on, man.
Don't give me that face. Let me take a crazy picture.
- What for? - Get on, man. Jump when I say.
- Come on. - Wait.
Two, three, go!
- Let me see. - Man, it's cool.
- Let me see. - Get off. It's mine, it's awesome!
Send it to me later.
Sure.
See you.
Asshole. Asshole.
Asshole.
That's the way I wanted our house.
More colorful.
What do you think?
Nice.
Not that much, though.
Too bright, too modern. It's not totally me.
Soon your kids won't even recognize where you grew up
when you bring them here.
What kids?
I'm going to be a grandmother.
A grandma's house must look the part.
Imagine,
you coming back...
remembering your time...
My time is now.
That's what you say now.
Wait, you'll see that your time
remained here in this house.
I hope not.
I spoke to your grandma today.
I was there earlier.
She told me.
She wanted you to take flowers to your dad. You didn't want to.
- Why didn't you go? - I just didn't .
You could've made an effort.
- Will you come to the Festival with me? - 0f course not.
May I know why? The whole city's going.
Bunch of hicks.
Another suicide and all they think of is the shitty festival.
I'm sorry. I know you have your friends, and your plans,
but you can find some time to visit your dad.
Why didn't you go?
Because I wanted to go with you.
If you want, we can go tomorrow.
Damn it. I won't go!
- He's rotten and you want to visit him. - Don't talk like that!
Maybe you don't care, but I do!
Then go alone.
Excuse me.
Let's enjoy ourselves!
Everybody!
Want some?
No, thanks.
I was looking at you.
It seemed like you were in another time.
I looked like a stupid kid.
You looked older.
Are you nervous?
No, I just have a dry mouth.
What's in this?
Happiness.
Can I have another sip?
They're calling me for the June Festival.
Aren't you going?
No, it sucks.
It's the thing to do.
Aren't you going?
Better not.
Want to go for a ride?
Where to?
Let's go.
Want to listen to some music?
0K, if you want to.
Can you hear it?
I think so.
Can you hear this?
Go more slowly,
it'll last longer.
Beautiful, don't you think?
There's a tree over there, we can't see it now.
And electrical cables cutting across the sky.
It's scary!
Are you scared?
Aren't you?
Everybody is.
- But you don't need to be... - What?
No need to be afraid of me.
You're not like this city.
When I was your age, there was an older guy named Taquari.
He used to wander at night in the crop fields.
Everybody said he was nuts.
I thought so, too.
But today I understand him.
He found a way out.
Why did you come back?
Damn it!
Fuck!
That's great!
Now you go!
Let's continue the party!
That's it!
- Your turn! - Everybody!
- Your turn! - Everybody!
- Your turn! - Everybody!
- Your turn! - Everybody!
- Your turn! - Everybody!
Subtitles: Pamela Grant
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