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Come on, Eurídice!

It's going to rain.

Eurídice!

Guida! Wait for me, Guida!

Eurídice!

Where are you?

Up here, look!

Guida!

Eurídice!

Guida, where are you?

You said

"Go on, Eurídice, please!"

and I encouraged it.

Guida!

Why did I do that?

When you've always had the worst ideas in the world?

Guida!

"You look so beautiful in that dress" I told you,

Eurídice!

I should have taken some scissors

and ripped that horrible green dress into tiny pieces.

Locked you in your room...

and swallowed the key.

THE INVISIBLE LIFE OF EURÍDICE GUSMÃO

Girls...

Eurídice...

Guida...

- It's heavy. - Go ahead. Move.

Come on and help me.

Mr. Feliciano Campelo is not coming tomorrow.

He's coming today.

- Today? - Today.

If your father said it's not a problem, it's no problem.

We just have to polish, cook, clean up, there's no problem.

But we had agreed I could go to Antonieta's birthday, Mother.

If I don't go, she'll kill me.

- She'll kill you? - She'll kill me.

I'll kill you myself, if you don't help me right now.

Go! Get to work.

One, two, three, four, five...

Eurídice!

I can't make my fingers stop!

You're eighteen, not five.

I'm not covering for you again!

It's already hard to convince Dad...

Quiet!

Help me and I will convince Dad

to let you audition for the Conservatory in Vienna.

if he's not convinced...

I can fake his signature.

I won't do it, I'm sorry.

Eurídice, please.

Iorgos loves me, I can feel it.

Truly.

Forever.

Forever, Guida?

He travels constantly.

He travels all the time because it's his job.

Does he speak a single word of Portuguese?

We don't speak much.

But I'm learning some words in Greek.

What words?

Oh, it's so cute...

he gets my name wrong all the time...

He says it like this...

Güi-da, Gilda...

He gets so muddled.

He took me to the bathroom.

Did I tell you that?

No.

He put my hand...

inside his pants.

And there was a very hard hose.

Guida...

did you give yourself to him?

No! Of course not.

Only after we get married.

But he did something to me...

that I had never imagined.

What?

He licked me...

right here...

God, then this heat rose up...

Mr. Feliciano is already here.

Why are you still not ready?

We were chatting.

Oh, chatting? But now's not the time for gossip.

Get dressed.

Hurry up. I'll serve the nibbles.

Hurry!

Good one, eh?

I didn't get the joke.

You've almost lost your accent, Mr. Feliciano.

This bread is heavenly.

It reminds me of my mother's.

But this bread has a secret.

It has a secret. What's the secret, Manoel?

- The secret is your flour, Mr. Feliciano. - Of course it's the flour!

Since I started working with your flour,

the orders have gone up, up, up.

My flour is really sublime.

It's really sublime.

and do your boys work with you at the warehouse?

Plínio, the oldest, yes.

The one who's married.

The youngest Antenor is going to be a public servant.

Well, let's have dinner?

Let's.

Come, come, Mr. Feliciano.

Eurídice, help me serve, please.

Thank you.

I hope you like it.

I certainly will.

Oh Dad, I...

I'm not feeling well. I'll pass on dinner tonight.

Of course, but you must stay with us for dinner, Mr. Feliciano is here.

How can you not have dinner with us?

I'm really not feeling well.

Leave it, Manoel.

Leave it, so I'll eat her share.

Mr. Feliciano is so funny.

Eurídice, go see if he's at the window.

Is he at the window?

Don't come back late tonight.

Is he at the window or not?

I promise I'll give them back to you, ok?

Guida, these are grandmother's earrings.

I know.

If you like each other so much, why don't you introduce him to Dad?

Explain that to Iorgos.

Explain what, Eurídice?

That I am the daughter of an ignorant Portuguese man

who thinks we're still in the last century?

God, Guida. How rude. Don't talk that way about Dad.

Eurídice, Dad can't even dream that I went out tonight.

At 1 AM, you sneak out to the backyard and open the door for me, OK?

1 AM, Guida? I'll have to stay up until 1 AM?

I promise I'll take you next time.

I'm so beautiful in this dress.

I'm so nervous.

I think I need to poo.

Well...

Look...

I need you to go and play your piano for them, ok?

- Go, Eurídice! - I won't go.

Eurídice, look at me.

Please.

Go!

You look so beautiful in that dress.

It's a pity you're so short.

Go!

Wow.

Good evening. Sorry I'm late.

Good evening.

You are so beautiful.

Good evening.

The party is waiting for us.

Good evening.

Dance! Dance!

Taxi!

"Dear Father,

Comma.

I write from aboard the Liberty...

Comma.

...bound for Greece...

Stop.

Very happy with Iorgos."

Give me that!

Iorgos?

Who is he, this Iorgos?

A scoundrel.

"You..."

"...will like him when you meet him."

Iorgos...

Greece...

Leave it!

Iorgos!

Dear Father,

I write from aboard the Liberty,

bound for Greece

I hope you are happy

to know that the first stop will be your homeland.

Very happy with Iorgos

Certain you will like him when you meet him.

He is a good man.

We will marry in Athens and then come back to Brazil.

Don't be angry with me.

I carry the three of you in my heart.

All my love from the daughter and sister who loves you all infinitely,

as infinite as the ocean that surrounds me,

Guida.

Don't flush when you're done. I'll pee too.

Are you nervous?

Zélia!

Dicinha!

Calm down Antenor! I'm coming.

You're taking ages in there!

Everybody is looking for you out here.

Go!

Have you ever seen a naked man?

- No. - Never?

Not even your father?

No, Zélia.

Have you ever felt...

Antenor's hard member?

No.

Just relax.

At first it stings a little...

but just close your eyes, think of something else and it goes fast.

If you're lucky, you'll get pregnant.

Give Mr. Feliciano a grandson, he wants it so much.

No.

I don't want to get pregnant now.

I'm applying to the Vienna Conservatory.

What? Vienna Conservatory?

The music school of Vienna,

in Austria.

Well... in that case...

when it's time, you have to ask Antenor to pull out.

Or do it from behind.

You're so experienced, aren't you, Zélia?

Experienced in trying to get pregnant and failing.

I have...

a broken uterus.

Some hairspray...

More.

More hairspray... on the back.

Hairspray to myself too.

Sorry, Zélia!

You're a bit upset, right?

You're upset...

with your sister who ran off... with the sailor.

My sister didn't run off.

She went travelling.

Oh, yeah? When is she coming back?

I'm here!

Careful!

A toast!

Let's make a toast!

Party! Party! Party!

Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

Look at that dress! Oh my God!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

What's that?

It's poppers.

Come here.

- What's up? - I'm feeling sick.

I need to go to the bathroom.

- Do you want help? - No.

How embarrassing.

Come here, Dicinha.

Careful.

Dicinha.

Be careful with that! It'll scratch.

No problem.

Let Mrs. Ana pass, careful.

Go, Mrs. Ana.

Hold on, let me rest it on the leg.

Go, go! One, two three...

Go!

Leave it there at the back.

Atlantic Ocean

October 14th, 1951

Dear Eurídice,

I am happy,

At peace.

But things didn't go as I had dreamt

Iorgos is a scumbag.

How many women were there waiting for him?

Lusting after him as I once did.

And how many children conceived?

Brothers and sisters to the one I'm carrying.

that I don't want.

It doesn't matter.

I don't want to waste one more second talking about him.

I'm coming back home.

I can't wait to engulf you in my arms,

Hang on.

I'm coming! I said hang on!

God, this city's so hot.

I'm back in hell.

Where's the piano?

My daughter.

I missed you so much, Mother.

Where's Eurídice?

Where is your husband?

Guida?

Is Dad home?

Guida!

Dad.

Dad.

I'm back!

How funny,

it was sunny, now it's raining!

What is this?

Tell me, Guida.

I made a mistake.

But when I realised, it was too late.

It wouldn't have worked out with Iorgos.

So I decided to come back.

A bastard!

A bastard grandson...

and an ungrateful daughter.

Taken by an impulse... an impulse!

Like a sailor! Smells like a sailor, doesn't it? Smells like a scoundrel!

Slut!

Enough!

- Go! Shut up! - Enough!

Shut up! Don't get into this!

- Put on your shoes! - No!

Get out of here!

Don't speak like this to our Guida!

Where's Eurídice?

Your sister died.

Of shame.

- Where's my sister? - Doesn't live here any more.

I want to talk to my sister!

She's gone!

She's in Europe.

In Europe?

In Austria.

In A...

In Austria?

She got into the school she'd always dreamed of.

To learn the piano.

Give me...

Give me her address.

Forget it.

Forget Eurídice...

as she has forgotten about you.

You no longer have a sister...

nor mother...

nor father.

You wouldn't do that to a pregnant woman.

You are no longer my daughter.

I have nowhere to go.

I have nowhere to go!

I have nowhere to go!

Leave through the back door!

You ran away through the back door.

Vanish through the back door!

If I leave this house...

you will never see me again.

Ana Margarida!

If you want to go after her, go ahead. But don't come back!

Our Guida is dead, Ana.

May Eurídice,

never...

...never know that she was ever here.

Why did you lie, Manoel?

Vienna?

Don't you want me to play?

Play.

Not on the piano. Not on the piano.

No, not here on the piano.

No, not on the piano.

- Here... - Let's go to the sofa.

Oh, that's good!

Don't come inside me.

No, Antenor.

I'm sorry, Dicinha!

I'm sorry, ok?

Hey,

are you alright in there?

Push!

Let's move her?

Yes, let's.

Rio de Janeiro

December 21st, 1951

Dear Sister,

Yesterday my first child was born.

A strong baby

with red gums.

He cried, desperately.

So did I.

We looked into each others' eyes,

until I couldn't bear it.

I couldn't stay there staring at him.

I didn't want to.

I left.

Back already, Guida?

Why didn't you spend the night at the maternity ward?

You should have taken advantage of the meals.

Guida...

What was it?

A boy.

Lucky him.

I've been thinking so much about you.

I imagine your life in Vienna,

the classes at the Conservatory,

your new home.

From the window next to the piano you see the snow falling as you play.

I've learned so many things since I left.

I discovered what it means to be a woman alone in this world.

Yesterday was a difficult day

but I don't want to talk about that now.

What matters now is that the mistakes of the past were left behind.

I began to trace a new path that will bring me back to you.

We're very young, Eurídice.

We have a whole life together ahead of us.

P.S.

Mother, if you are reading this letter, please send it to Vienna.

Father can't forgive me, I understand that, but please,

Don't keep Eurídice away from me.

Guida.

Where are you leaving this child, Leila?

At Filomena's. She's the only person I can count on.

Aren't you feeling all run down?

You've barely slept, woman.

I'm relieved...

To get that burden off of me.

I don't understand how you can raise a child in this poverty.

Honestly? Neither do I.

Oh lord, how that child screamed...

Look...

May God pay you.

God won't pay. It's 120 bucks.

I'm broke.

When I come back, all that's left is yours. Is that alright?

No, it isn't.

Look at this child crying like that, and you wanna go boogie...

- You're making such a fuss, Filó. - and don't wanna pay!

- I'm paying you. - The child is crying, for the love of God!

- Calm down. - I was taking it easy...

- now you show up with a crying baby. - I'll pay. I'll pay!

And asking for Christ's sake...

- I'll pay. - 120 bucks.

I am relaxed! The child is relaxed too. Everyone's relaxed.

Here, you take her for a moment...

I'm sorry, excuse me.

Are you alone?

Sort of...

May I have this dance?

How about we go find a quiet place?

Go away. What are you thinking?

Are you mad?

"What did I do?"

That's all I needed.

150 bucks.

Excuse me...

Hey, give me a beer, please?

Cheers.

What's your name?

Guida.

Beautiful name, Guida.

Did you lose your earring, sweetheart?

Ow!

I'm sorry.

Is that milk?

Easy, easy, go slow.

Like that... Like that...

Wait there, wait there.

The milk leaked, didn't it?

Your conscience is weighing you down.

Come in. Sit.

At first it hurts, but you'll get used to it.

God forbid getting used to this.

Did you breastfeed for a long time?

Why do you want to know about my life?

I never had children.

Switch breasts.

And you with such breasts...

when did you give birth?

Yesterday.

Where's the baby?

I gave him as a gift.

I left him at the hospital.

I can't raise a child alone.

My father kicked me out of the house...

when he saw I was expecting with no husband.

Why don't you go there now, without the tummy? Children always soften the elderly.

I wouldn't go back even if he paid me.

And your mother?

Don't you have a mother?

My mother is the shadow of my father.

So you shit out a foetus and still went out to boogie.

I've seen much in my life, but that's a first.

Alright... I like you.

Excuse me.

I came to pick up my son.

Ma'am.

But I don't remember what he looks like.

Ma'am,

Ma'am, please...

Do you remember?

Ma'am, please...

Ma'am, I need you to go, please.

Please.

Ma'am,

Ma'am, I need you to leave.

Please.

This is European money.

It's worth a lot!

Help me!

Have you seen Peter Pan?

Why are you thinking about this now?

It's just premiered.

I want to see it.

Your cervix is soft, very soft.

Is everything alright?

You couldn't be more pregnant.

No, doctor...

Since I got married I've been paying close attention to my cycle.

You told me you haven't had your period in two months.

Good thing you're pregnant, Eurídice.

Otherwise we'd have a serious problem.

But the Alberto Nepomuceno Conservatory audition is in 7 months.

I'll prescribe you some ferrous sulphate tablets,

some antibacterials and a course of sulfamic acid.

Other than that we'll have a periodic blood pressure check, so that...

you don't have any heart problems during labour.

Other than that, you need rest, lots of rest.

And avoid...

sexual relations with your husband in the last two months of the pregnancy,

to avoid infection.

Zélia!

Yes.

Zélia!

What is it, dear?

Could you come here for a minute?

Give me that!

Do you want some juice?

Thanks.

What is it, Eurídice?

It's about your mother, isn't it?

I know how it is. I...

I lost my mother when I was very young, but...

I feel sour.

Have some milk.

I'm pregnant.

That's wonderful! Can I give you a hug?

Such great news!

Mr. Feliciano will be very happy,

Mrs. Ana too.

This news has come at a good time.

I'm not supposed to be pregnant now.

What are you going to do? Drink quinine tea?

It's a sin.

God will punish you.

It's a crime.

No one needs to know.

I know someone.

Hi, good evening.

This is Eurídice Gusmão Campelo.

Are you Mr. Alberto Macedo Gomes de Paula?

I saw your ad in the paper.

Yes.

Do you find missing people?

Have you been there long?

Don't you have anything to tell me?

I dropped in at your parents' house after work.

Your father wanted to talk to me.

He needs help with books at the bakery.

He's nervous, poor thing, he's worried...

He thinks he won't be able to pay the bills for your mother's treatment.

Can't we pay for part of it?

We can. That's what I went to check.

See what we can do.

Your father can't explain it, he doesn't understand it very well.

So I...

grabbed the phone and called Dr. Osvaldo.

I'm just so tired.

Do you know what Dr. Osvaldo said?

The doctor said...

Con-grat-u-lations!

Antenor, congratulations.

He was worried.

Told me you weren't very happy about it.

He thought it'd be better to tell me.

Did you want to surprise me?

Dicinha...

See?

It's going to be wonderful, Dicinha.

Where are you, Guida?

I'm afraid.

You're in love,

far away,

very far away.

You left me here,

alone.

I would never have done that to you, Guida.

Calm down, teacher.

I don't know what's going on. I just can't focus.

I guess it's the heat.

It's been a tough week,

My mother is sick.

In a few months, I'll be more relaxed...

Then we can prepare the audition piece.

You'll have to be a bit patient with me.

You were so promising, Eurídice.

The Erês are quite hidden in this forest.

I wonder where the Erês are.

Rio de Janeiro, June 21st, 1952

My dear Sister,

I'm writing from Filó's house.

She has become so important in my life.

She is a close friend who keeps me company,

and helps me with Chico.

They are my family today.

Ah, look who's here!

There are children here every day.

Thanks to Filó, the women in the neighbourhood can work,

She takes care of their children.

I have two jobs.

I work as a cleaning lady on Saturdays

and on the other days I work at the shipyard.

I imagine your life as a pianist is very busy

but, if you can, write a couple of lines to your sister who misses you so.

Guida.

P.S.

Mother,

If by any chance you're opening the letters that I'm writing to Eurídice,

please send them to Vienna.

I've already told the management. I need solder. A special solder.

My fingers are all...

wrecked.

It's the weld.

My hands also hurt.

Such cold food!

Awful.

Better not complain too much...

Otherwise, they'll put someone else in your place and you'll be back on the streets.

Are you talking to me?

Yeah.

You should thank God for a job as good as this.

Thank God?

Yeah, because a woman like you should be working some place else.

Look at my hand.

It's completely ruined.

I need to sleep.

I'm afraid of going insane.

Poor people don't have time to go insane.

God...

It stinks.

I'll never get another man in my whole life.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself, Guida.

Be grateful that you have a job.

This is already half of the money I need to go to Vienna and find my sister.

Vienna?

Why don't you forget about that sister of yours?

Go take care of your son who needs you so much more.

Let me understand. You want to apply for your son's passport,

but you don't know the departure date nor your itinerary, right?

Correct, but the final destination will be Vienna, which is where my sister lives.

But I still don't know the exact travel date.

Right, but you are aware that when you have the itinerary, you will still have to go

to each consulate individually to apply for the visas?

Yes, yes.

I want to speed up Francisco's documentation process.

Does the father also have a passport?

Only the boy and I are travelling.

I see.

I was looking at your documents and the issuing fee is not there...

and I also can't find the father's authorisation.

What authorisation?

The father can either have it notarised or come here, whatever is best for you.

The thing is that Iorgos, the father, doesn't live...

He is not currently in Brazil.

I see.

So we'll have to wait for him to come back to Brazil to issue the passport.

Without it, it's impossible.

No...

I don't think I'm being very clear.

The boy doesn't have a father.

I'm a single mother.

Yes, I'm sorry, ma'am, but unfortunately...

it's protocol.

I need the father's authorisation, otherwise we can't resolve this.

Look here, are you seeing this on the birth certificate? It only has my name.

I've raised the boy.

Even so, ma'am.

Unfortunately I cannot analyze individual cases. There's a protocol.

Rio de Janeiro

May 4th, 1954

My dear Eurídice,

I tried to knock on the door of our house last week,

to ask about you,

but I couldn't do it.

I keep waiting for your letters that never come.

I'm afraid that mine aren't reaching you either.

It's been over two years since I last saw you.

I haven't lost hope that you'll return to Brazil,

and that we'll meet, by chance...

On a weekday,

crowded, hot,

noisy,

in the middle of the street.

Me, certainly a bit fatter

and with dirty fingernails,

you a bit taller

and with music coming through your eyes.

Can I pull it?

Could you stay with me a little longer?

That garden is a nightmare.

Ah

Mother...

I need to...

put the baby's room together.

You still haven't put the room together?

There wasn't time, Mother. I have a piano lesson today as well.

Wait, wait, it's very raw here, it hurts.

Ah

You never know when it's time.

Look at you...

Alright.

Look at how it was with you.

Such a rush, we were still on our way to the maternity ward.

It was magical.

And Guida?

She never sent any news, Mother?

It's really dirty in here. Look at those tiles...

disgusting. And the bathtub...

Such muck.

And the garden...

- looks like a jungle. - I asked about Guida.

I don't remember.

Are you sure she never tried to come back to Rio?

If she had, we would certainly have found each other, Mr. Macedo.

You must continue.

My mother is very weak.

When someone doesn't want to be found,

Mrs. Eurídice, it makes our work impossible.

It gets harder.

Yes, but that's not the case.

Have you looked for her in the hospitals, in the morgue again?

Of course, Ms. Eurídice. I've looked in the hospitals, morgues, prisons.

Did you forget that I was a police officer?

One of the good ones, too.

I'm a little tired. Let's sit.

Yes, yes. Over there, please.

Mrs. Eurídice, have you ever considered...

trying wormwood tea?

It's bitter, but it's good.

No, I don't want it.

I don't want to exploit you.

Forgive the honesty, but...

I...

I think I should stop here.

I've done all I could.

Mr. Macedo, you are my last hope.

Look,

My cousin lived in the street next to mine for 15 years and we never met each other.

Don't you think you're fooling yourself?

Be careful with that.

That dress...

the cleaning lady at work, at the Post Office, would love it.

We'll sort this later.

We could paint the room blue.

Blue?

With that pointy belly of yours...

I bet it's a boy.

I think we could paint it yellow.

Let's paint it blue.

Why would a person go live in Greece?

Have you ever thought about that?

Can't understand anything they say, can't even understand their alphabet.

Do you think you're a funny person?

I just think it's funny...

their alphabet.

Because you can't understand anything. So many places to live...

You think that's a funny subject.

I was just trying make conversation that you find interesting.

I'm going to study a little.

Have you not had a piano class today, Dicinha?

Yeah, but the Conservatory audition is in a month,

and I need to practice more.

Conservatory!

A pregnant woman studying at the Conservatory!

What's the problem?

- What's the problem? - Yeah, what's the problem?

What's the problem?

I just wish you would think a little more about your child.

About your family.

You spend the whole day thinking of a dead woman!

Your sister's dead, Dicinha.

I've missed eating French toast.

Hello.

Good afternoon.

A table for three, please.

We're full, I'm sorry.

But it's filled with empty tables.

I know, but they're all booked.

Booked?

Hello Sir, Please.

What do you mean booked?

Booked. It's Christmas Eve, so unfortunately...

We won't be long, we just want the French toast.

I understand, but get them to take away from the counter.

No, not from the counter. We want to come in.

Hey, stop!

What are you doing here? This is the ladies room.

But I'm a kid.

Ok.

Hold Mummy's handbag?

- Yes, ladies. - Where's Chico?

I ask you to please, clear the way. - Where's the boy?

- What boy?

Our boy!

My God, where's the boy?

I didn't see any boy.

- But he came with us. - Chico?

- Where is Chico? Chico?

Do you want to see the fish tank?

Where's your mother, little one?

- She's outside. - May I go, Mum?

You may.

But what is this fish tank thing?

What is this?

Chico, my son. I told you not to wander off.

I told you not to come in here, please follow me.

Let go of me.

Let me go.

Our money is worth as much as anyone else's.

Keep your voice down.

Keep my voice down? Only if you drag me into the street.

- Get out of here, please. - Don't even think about it.

I've changed my mind. Let's go.

Go Chico, go.

What are you doing up there? For the love of God.

What is this?

On top of things?

This girl was on top of the fish tank. Sit down.

Is this cod?

Fried cod.

You're not supposed to fry cod, Filó.

My mother used to make cod for us every Christmas.

Missing home?

Why didn't you talk to your father today?

I don't understand your obstinacy. Just go there and knock the door.

I don't miss my father, Filomena.

I'm filled with rage at him.

I'll only go back to that house once Chico is grown up.

To rub their faces in it.

What if your sister was there? Would you go talk to her?

If my sister had been there, I would've grasped her and never let go.

She's the one who should come visit.

If she really cared about you.

Aunt Filó, let's turn the Christmas flower on?

Let's turn the Christmas flower on.

It's inside. Can't you find it?

Let me do it. Look.

How beautiful.

It's good!

Merry Christmas.

God...

What's wrong, Filó?

I feel hot and dizzy.

Nelsinho, could you fetch me a glass of water, please?

- Get off my chair! - No...

Are you not getting out the good way?

Look who's here.

- The evil hand. - No, not that hand.

That hand is horrible, it's horrible!

- The evil hand is going to grab you. - Stop it.

There it is. The killer hand.

Get away from her, evil hand.

I won't let go. I want to choke her.

Cecília, come here. Come here with aunt Zélia.

Stop!

I'd rather be with Dad.

No. I'd rather be with auntie Zélia.

Come here, dear. Come.

Look at this. It's the baby Jesus. How lovely.

Look at it.

Here's baby Jesus. The sleeping baby is baby Jesus.

This is the Holy Mother.

- This is the Father of baby Jesus... - Where's Santa Claus?

Santa Claus isn't here. She only thinks about Santa Claus.

Santa Claus will arrive in the middle of the night when you're asleep.

Is it ready? Let's go.

Come on, come on.

Everyone is waiting, Dicinha.

I'm awfully sorry, I had to roast more potatoes.

Nice smell, eh? This looks swell, Eurídice.

Cicinha, no naughtiness.

Sit down, calm down.

Wow, this is marvellous.

Brilliant indeed. Soon, you'll be able to write a recipe book.

We should tell our father, since he's in Portugal.

Perhaps he can find someone there... Let's publish this recipe book?

What does that have to do with anything, Plínio?

I don't know, sometimes he's there, he might know somebody...

May I say a few words?

Just a few words.

Go, go, go.

I'd like to thank you all for being here,

it wasn't an easy year, it was a tough year for all of us.

But... I'm delighted that everyone is here.

Especially Mr. Manoel, who's living with us now.

I'm very happy to have you here with us, Mr. Manoel.

Thank you.

And well, to my Dicinha,

this remarkable wife, who has made this beautiful dinner for us.

Thank you, love.

And, of course, in memory of Mrs. Ana,

who's always present in our prayers.

That's it. Thank you.

Bless this table, Lord...

and save us a seat at Heaven's table.

Today...

and always...

Amen.

- Amen. - Amen.

You say "Amen".

Oh sorry, I'll serve you.

Dad.

The dinner was very good, daughter. Very good indeed.

Mother's was better.

Yes.

But your mother took many years until she got it right.

Guida was a great cook.

Lucky Iorgos.

Do you want help?

No.

You may go rest.

I...

I was afraid.

I thought it would be too sad...

the first Christmas without your mother.

But...

it was...

It was a beautiful night, daughter.

Thank you.

I'll stay here for a bit longer.

If you...

need me, just shout.

Happy New Year, Filó.

Happy New Year! Good party?

Happy New Year.

Good morning.

Are you dating someone?

I met a guy.

I can see that.

Was it good?

It wasn't good, Filó.

Do you notice how many times you get home saying it wasn't good?

Why do you insist on doing this?

What a waste of time.

I'm trying, Filó.

Trying what?

I'm trying to have a good time, but it's hard.

Who needs a man for a good time?

Look at me?

Buy an after shave, spread it around the house

and have a good time on your own.

I'm tired of being someone else's fun. I wanna be my own fun.

Don't you sleep with anyone anymore?

Of course not. I'm retired. The last client gave me this house.

He couldn't do anything, poor thing. But I faked it.

I would do...

He would be so pleased with himself.

That's how you do it, child.

Having fun ain't cheap.

Have you ever been to the circus for free?

But it's boring having fun alone, Filó.

Look at me?

Rio de Janeiro

January 2nd, 1957

Dear Eurídice,

Or perhaps I should start saying "Dear Diary",

It would be more honest.

Happy New Year, my sister!

On Christmas Eve I saw Dad, five years since the last time,

and today it is clearer than ever that I am no longer part of this family...

that I have another family,

and that it is this one that I should devote myself to.

Filomena is my mother, my father and also my sister.

She has not been feeling well lately.

She tries to hide it, but I know that it is serious.

I try to help her.

Chico's love helps.

Morphine helps.

But for two months now, I can only see Filó fading away

day after day.

I would give both my hands for her.

I don't know how it is in Austria,

if you are a successful pianist,

living the high life.

But on this side of the world...

...I've created a new bond,

someone who loves me unconditionally.

My head is boiling.

Family is not blood.

It is love.

The alcohol is finished.

Get perfume.

Guida, I'm cold.

Raise your arm, Filó.

Easy.

Relax your arm.

Relax.

That's it.

May I?

You may.

Easy.

Easy.

Breathe.

That's it.

Let me go.

It's time for me to go.

I need five vials.

Five vials at once.

Bring Chico over.

I want to go.

I'll get some water.

I'm leaving.

Hi, Tonico.

Hey, Guida.

What's up with that hair do?

What have you done to that hair, doll? You're looking like a...

Filomena has gotten worse.

I need five vials now.

I can do five for 2,800.

No, Tonico. That's too much for me.

I don't... I don't have that kind of money.

Tonico, I've been buying from you for months. Help me out.

As if you had another choice.

Guida, why don't you take her to hospital?

Hospital?

Have you ever seen a poor person come out of a hospital alive? Let's go inside.

Come on.

What about that earring?

Is that real jewelry?

No, it's fake.

Help me.

Get me five.

I have exactly five vials left.

Now, if you...

can think of another way to pay...

Maybe we've got a deal.

Don't you want the morphine?

Let me look at you.

My cockatoo.

Creep.

Not now.

I can bear the pain still.

The deeds to the house are in that drawer next to the laundry room.

You just need to change the photo on the ID card.

This house will be yours.

You will be Filomena Delfina Saraiva Dos Santos.

If I don't stick the house in your name, they'll take everything.

We lose everything.

Chico.

Yes.

Dance.

Look after him, Guida.

He'll be a good man.

Eurídice Gusmão Campelo.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon!

Mummy!

Good afternoon!

What awful eye shadow.

Don't you like it?

No.

- Are you wearing socks? - Yes.

Let me see. You weren't barefoot, were you?

No.

Zélia dropped her here.

Are you playing with grandpa?

Zélia said she couldn't babysit any more.

She told me where you were.

Tell your father...

the big news.

Go on, tell Ciça.

Are you expecting, child?

Only if it's from another man.

Antenor, you're joking.

It's just that when a woman starts lying to her husband,

it's natural that he stops trusting her.

Am I wrong?

Do you know where your mother was, baby girl?

No...

Taking a test.

She deceived Dad, snuck out, and went to take a piano test.

But isn't that her dream?

I never even dreamed that I would get in.

Did you?

Come here, come here...

I did!

In first place!

God...

Bravo!

What's the plan now, Dicinha?

What's the plan?

What do you want from life?

You want to make a living from the piano? Do you want me to quit the Post Office?

And care for the house? I'll care for the house.

I'll tidy everything up real good.

- Antenor... - I'll water the plants...

I'll babysit her...

Stop it, Antenor!

Daddy will take care of you! Dad will put you to bed...

Daddy will stay in sweeping the living room...

Tie a scarf round my head and look after the house!

Zélia helps me, Father lives with us,

I won't spend the whole day at the Conservatory. Stop it!

Quiet!

Your husband is entirely right, Eurídice. Entirely!

Come here...

You already know how to play, Dicinha.

What more do you want?

You want to make a living from music?

Because when I play...

I disappear.

So disappear, Dicinha.

Go.

Vanish!

Go ahead and vanish!

Antenor...

Antenor!

Quiet.

Quiet, Ciça can hear.

Did you hear what you just said in front of her?

You want to disappear.

What do you want?

- That you stayed home a little. - ...for me to be a housewife?

Zélia spends the whole day at home, did you know that?

Stop it, Dicinha.

Your daughter is watching, Dicinha.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Stop.

Stop it, Dicinha.

A man's voice.

Yes.

You may speak.

What have you found?

I said I'd find your sister, Mrs. Eurídice.

So sorry it had to be this way.

Are you sure that there are no mistakes here?

No, no...

I made sure to double check everything before calling you.

- How did she die? - What's the cause of death?

The death certificate says it was multiple organ failure due to pancreatic carcinoma.

I'm so sorry.

And her child?

Child? What child?

She had no next of kin listed.

What child, Father?

Your sister came home.

She knocked on the door...

Laden.

Laden with what?

Pregnant?

When was that?

She came back from Greece...

Not long after your wedding.

Did she ever get in touch with you after that?

No. At that time...

She just wanted money.

I gave her what I could and she left.

- And later... nothing? - No.

What I've been through with your mother...

she could never accept it.

Mother knew about this too?

Leave your mother out of this.

All this time she was here in Rio, and nobody told me anything.

I wanted to protect you.

I didn't want you to know that your sister was living in disgrace.

I felt sorry for you.

Sorry for me?!

And what did you feel for Guida?

Shame.

So much shame.

That's a lie.

That's a lie. It's all a lie.

Open this grave! Open this grave!

I want to see Guida! Open it!

Calm down, Dicinha!

Stop it. Stop it, Dicinha.

Stop hitting your father.

Dicinha, Dicinha...

To hell with Dicinha!

You are doing the same thing to me!

I wanted to protect our family!

You killed Guida!

See you soon, Ms. Filomena.

I'll be back next week for the documents.

Good day.

Why did that man call you Filomena?

Come here.

Now go.

Go take a shower so we can go out.

What about the eggs?

Give me the eggs.

Go.

June 29th, 1958

Dear Eurídice,

or perhaps I should start by saying

"Dear Mrs. Ana and Mr. Manoel,"

Because I am almost certain that these letters never left Brazil.

Did you at least read them?

Or did you throw them straight in the bin?

This is the last you'll hear from me.

From today,

Ana Margarida Gusmão no longer exists.

I hope that, no matter how much time passes,

this letter will some day reach your hands.

Hands that will certainly be recording albums...

Giving autographs...

and playing in crowded theatres all over the world.

I am terrified of forgetting you.

Please never forget me.

From your sister who so loves

and admires you.

Guida.

It's alright.

The situation in which you find yourself, Eurídice,

is very common.

Now...

you have to relax.

You are suffering from MDP.

But don't you worry,

Because there is a treatment.

MDP?

Manic Depressive Psychosis.

Normally, I would prescribe Secobarbital,

but I would prefer to be more cautious, more prudent.

It could be dangerous.

It's a very strong medication.

What's the danger?

Eurídice is pregnant, Antenor.

Oh God.

Don't panic.

Everything will be alright.

She just needs to rest.

Caution in these cases is paramount.

I recommend institutionalisation.

She'll undergo sleep therapy,

Little medication.

The trauma will subside and she'll get out of there brand new,

ready to be a mother again.

Mum, the cart is here.

Eurídice!

Mrs. Eurídice! Lunch is ready!

Come on!

Mum!

Mum!

Mum, here's the medicine.

The medicine.

Let's have lunch?

No, not now, daughter.

Ok.

I'm going to help Luisa, ok?

Luisa, don't forget the salad.

Mum, let's have lunch. It's ready, come on.

What day is it today?

What do you mean? Of the month?

Of the week. What day is it?

Wednesday.

I don't know if it was on Wednesday or Friday,

when your father used to put this medicine on the plants.

I don't know.

Oh, come here...

You go first, go on.

Good, thank you.

Eat a little, Mum.

I'll eat it later.

Mum's cod.

- This house is so sad without Mr. Antenor. - I'll try it then.

Come back to the table, Antenorzinho.

I'll go.

Phone?

Just a little.

I can't believe it, It's a week today

since Dad...

It's unbearable, it's...

Thank you.

Lu, put a little there for me?

It's really good, aunty!

Mum...

Mum, come look at this.

Look at this.

Look at this.

Five shirts, all the same.

My God...

Look what I found. You won't believe what I found.

What is it?

It's the receipt for a Ford that Dad bought in 1955.

Oh, yeah?

It smells like mould. Throw it away.

You won't throw anything away.

Anything at all.

If it's kept there, it's because it's an important document.

Your father wanted it there.

He was terrified of getting into trouble with the taxman.

I don't know where I put my mosquito repellent.

Ah, Grandma!

Dad's safe.

Safe?

Do you know the combination?

Of course.

06/03/51.

Mum and Dad's wedding day.

How come he knows the combination and I don't?

I didn't know it either.

After 67 years of marriage, Mum?

How romantic.

What is this?

I guess these are letters.

Letters?

They're for you, mum.

For me? From who, son?

Guida Gusmão.

A relative?

Guida?

Here, mum.

It's for me...

There's more here.

Oh my!

No...

My son, look at this.

Look at this.

Look at it.

Son, get my glasses.

I'll get them.

Look at this.

Here, grandma.

Wow.

Look at all these letters.

They're old, no?

Look at this.

For me.

Look at that.

Look at this.

God...

"My dear Sister,"

"October 6th, 1956?"

"My dear Sister,"

"You couldn't imagine how much I miss you."

"I wish I could travel back in time..."

"Come home..."

"And find you waiting for me."

"I wish I could sit..."

"next to your piano and hear you play."

"I wish you were proud of me..."

"As proud of being my sister..."

as I am proud of being yours."

"But every day this seems to become more impossible."

"as every day I become less Guida."

There's an address here.

Where is it?

Professor...

Here.

They're all the same here, Quintino do Vale.

- Quintino do Vale. Estácio. - That's in the Estácio neighborhood.

Quintino do Vale...

I'll go with you.

My sister...

My sister.

Can I help you?

Hi, how are you?

- Are you alright? - Alright.

Thank you.

Guida.

It's alright, Mum.

Sorry, sorry, dear, sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

My grandma gave me this name.

Funny...

I never knew her name was Guida too.

She was an extremely mysterious woman.

She never spoke about her life.

She never mentioned me?

Were you a pianist?

I was.

I can't believe it.

So the story was true.

I thought she made up that she had a pianist sister...

To convince us to take up an instrument.

Are you a pianist?

No, not at all.

I never had a knack for it,

but if it was up to her, I guess I would be.

It's funny, my Grandma...

my Grandma used to say that her sister...

was the greatest pianist in the world.

Would you like some coffee?

Can I get you a coffee?

Do you take sugar?

I say goodbye, Eurídice.

I think I am deceiving myself...

And that I need to write so that I never forget you...

Or forget the person I once was.

I know I am a disappointment to you, my sister.

I know.

But I will fix things...

I promise.

That is the only thing that gives me the strength to carry on,

the certainty that we have our entire lives together ahead of us, Eurídice.

A whole life...

Together.

With love,

Guida.