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This year my vacation was a little different from other years.

For the first time in my life I spent some time with my father.

Every other year I just go to Sintra,

with my mother and my grandmother.

We stayed at an huge oldhouse that belonged to my grandfather,

and we spent the entire summer there. But this year was different.:

What I always dream about, happened:

I was going to spend the holidays with my dad.

I've never been with my father.:

At our house I never see him because he always arrives late,

when I'm a sleep.

He spends his life in reunions and travelling,

or grabs to his laptop or his cell,

never has time to be with me.

Every night I stay in my bedroom waiting for him to come to me,

But my father never once did entered my room.

He never cared about me.

But these vacation, one night, my father arrived earlier,

He changed clothing, grabbed his travelling bag,

Walked into my room, sat on my bed

And said.:

Filipe, this year we'll be spending the vacation together!

Us both, together!

I was overwhelmed and so glad that I didn't said a thing.

Do you want it or not?

Yeah...

- We're going by plane? - Yeah...

I'll show you the most beautiful place I have ever seen!

It was the first time I ever went on a plane,

and I wasn't scared.

We flew above the clouds,

as we were crossing a sea of cotton.

The place that my father wanted to show me was the Azores islands.

Only later I remembered,

that I have heard my mother talking about these islands.

My dad slept the entire trip.

He looked very tired.

I wonder if he intended to spend the vacations sleeping?

Ladies and gentlemen, we have began our descend.

Please fasten your seat belts.

Wanna hold my hand during landing?

I was in the middle of the clouds,

For the first time with my hand in my dad's.

I thought if I should pinch myself,

just to be sure I wasn't dreaming.

When we arrived at the Azores,

The first thing my dad did was to buy some newspapers.

At the store I asked him if he could buy me some crayon

And a notepad so I could draw.

Why haven't you brought some pencils and paper with you?

Because I didn't know if I wanted to draw something...

- And when did you know? - When I saw you buy those newspapers!

The Taxi-Driver was a very tall African with very gentle eyes.

When we looked at him, we felt he was going to hug us.

Would you have liked to go to Sintra instead?

No...

Won't you miss your grandmother and mother?

Why? I spend all year alone with them!

We stayed at a lady's house named miss Paula

That always walked around with her pockets full of little birds...

Miss Paula was limb and once in a while...

When she grabbed her glasses to ask questions.

She reminded me of my teacher.

The house was smaller and poorer then ours.

It was a simple house and warming with little furniture, but all pretty.

In one of the boxes there was a painting with a face of a sailor...

It's my dad. He was a sailor and a republican.

He died in the war of Spain...

When my father died I was three years old.

I don't remember him, nor being on his lap,

Nor holding him or listening to his stories.

It's been sixty years I look at this portrait

And I think of how my father's voice would sound

And his smell.

You know your father's smell?

Want a little bird?

Thank you, miss Paula. We like this house very much and we're going to settle down.

Come on, Filipe, let's pick your bedroom.

Like this house?

Don't feel like chatting?

What miss Paula said about her father is sad.

What? That she doesn't remember her father?

No, not that, if she was a little girl when he died,

And couldn't remember him...

so what do you think it's sad?

That he never told her stories?

Didn't your father told you stories when you were a little boy?

Yes...

- Where they lovely? - Yes...

My dad enjoyed telling stories very much,

And listening also...

he said that life without storytellers couldn't be good.

My teacher said that when we tell a story

We're saying who we are and what we like...

why did you wanted to come here to me?

Because we've never been together.

That I know!

But why did you wanted to be with me all of a sudden?

Because I suddenly realized that I had a 13 years old son...

that I don't know, that doesn't know me, and maybe in need of a father.

Right?

Filipe, I never told you stories, because I don't know how.

Everybody knows how to tell stories.

There are plenty of things I haven't done with you,

But this vacation you'll have me by your side all the time.

And all nights, okay??

What do you want to do tomorrow?

I don't know...

Wanna go fishing?

Okay...

You know how to fish?

- No... - That's okay, I'll teach you!

What are you reading?

Do you like to read?

And also writing, too?

Sometimes...

Don't you have a diary?

No...

I had one when I was your age,

Where I wrote everything that happened to me...

I started writing when my father died...

Well... see ya tomorrow.

See ya tomorrow.

Sleep well.

Are you happy to be here with me?

I was glad, my father and I were together for the first time.

But I also felt he wasn't as happy as he looked

And I thought it was very strange to be with him at that house

On that island, the both of us alone.

Give me the bait and hook please.

Give me the hook.

Pull there.

Yeah. Go on, keep pulling, slowly, slowly,

This is done slowly.

Yeah, that's right.

Done.

Dad!

I'm glad you got a hold on my fishing rod.

You don't have a high fever...

here, drink.

Shit! It's boiling! It's bitter!

That's because it's good for you.

Want me to bring your magazines?

My head hurts...

The best you can do is try to sleep.

If you have to pee do it here.

Don't go to the bathroom, so you don't get a cold.

Think you'll make a poo?

So you don't need any toilet paper.

Want something else?

What are you going to do?

I'm just going for a walk...

don't be afraid, I won't get lost.

Close the curtains a bit, if you please...

Have you ever gone fishing?

Was it because of me that you did?

You don't need to do stuff you don't know just to please me.

First time I saw Joana, she stood with her back to me,

In the middle of the room, playing violin: looked like an apparition.

I was so stunned that I totally forgot about my dad...

and understood what love at first sight really meant.

Who are you?

I'm Filipe...

I'm Pedro...

How old are you?

Thirteen...

I'm fourteen already.

What's your shoe size?

6...

mine is 8.

- Do you have a girlfriend? - No...

Never had one?

- So.. Never touched a girl?! - No...

Never kissed?

I'm gonna have to teach you everything.

You're here on vacation with your family?

I'm alone with my dad. And you guys?

We're alone without my dad!

Did he died?

No...

Two years ago he went to America to work...

never came back, and now he wants to divorce from our mother.

- Why? - Because he met another woman!

Our father fell in love with an American woman,

And wants to get married to her... - And what are you going to do?

- We're going to get him! - You're going to America?

We are.

If your father left wouldn't you go get him?

I don't know...

Joana, is it hard to live without a dad?

Hard enough, if he leaves and doesn't care about us.

And when you live with him but he doesn't care about us?

I don't know, Filipe, but that is probably worst...

Why don't we get used to live without a dad?

If he dies, we have to get used, right?!

Yes... if he dies we have to get used to...

I was chatting with Joana about my dad,

But what I really wanted was to ask her

Joana, now that I know you please don't go.

What are you drawing?

- My father... - Your father? Doing what?

That's my father when he was a baby, with his mother changing his diaper...

Who's that man in uniform, looking at the baby?

He is a sailor... Its the father's father, shouting at him.

Why shouting?

The father of my father was a sailor like yours and when he came from the sea

Shouted at my father, because he didn't like him

And started saying that my father wasn't his son...

Oh, Filipe! What nonsense is that?!

The father of Mr. Dr. was he a sailor too?

No, miss Paula, my father was a high-School teacher,

he didn't know how to swim and hated to be on a boat!

Why do you do this to your father?

Miss Paula didn't know us and didn't know anything about our life,

That's why she didn't know what I was doing,

I wanted to set things straight with my dad.

"And the light that the sun gives me isn't enough to warm me up"

"The love that the world has doesn't come to say, it's all okay"

"You are never with me"

"And I grow up here behind you without seeing your eyes"

To the mirror I call someone Hoping to find you here.

"I'm never with you.

I can't change the past, Filipe...

I'm very sorry, but I can't.

I would like that these holidays helped you forgetting it.

I know that you suffered much because I never had time to be with you,

But now we are here the two of us together...

and we can do what we want, what we never did...

Why didn't you have any time to be with me?

Because my work and my success...

were more important than you.

And I was afraid of becoming attached to you.

You have never played ball with me...

you have never entered in my room, nor when I was sick...

you never wanted to know about my school...

you have never asked me if I had a girlfriend.

Do you have a girlfriend?

Father, didn't you want me to be born?

Did you want or not?

No, Filipe, I didn't want...

I always told your mother that I didn't want to have any children!

Why?

Because I always thought that kids holds us back,

They become dependent on us,

They don't let us live the life that we want!

Then why was I born?

Because your mother wanted it.

Filipe, I like you very much.

Why did we come here?

Because I have very little time to live.

- Are you sick? - Yes.

Do you have AIDS?

No... I have lung cancer...

And there is no cure?

No... No it was discovered too late.

When you are going to die?

In a few months...

Once I heard mother telling grandmother...

that you had the idea that you were going to die on the Azores.

- That's why we came here? - Yes...

When I first saw these islands, you weren't born yet,

I wrote your mother telling her

that when I got old, I would like to die here.

When the holidays are over, do I go back home alone?

You will...

Inside my chest it hurt

Like if they were sticking an iron into me.

But because I didn't want that my father watched me crying,

I swallow the tears and said nothing else.

Are the oxen going to be killed now?

Only tomorrow. Today they are introduced to the people that are going to eat them,

To see how fat they are.

Do the holy spirit like that the oxens are killed?

For what it seems, he does.

- Have you ever seen they kill them? - Yes. They give them machete blows on the head,

Then they open their chest and let the blood drain to some earthenware bowls.

What a horror...

That's the way.

Are we going to have a snack?

When I was in the war in Angola, I killed many black people!

Old, young, men, women,

everybody crossing my path.

One day, I had killed more than 20 Blacks, when suddenly...

Bum!!!

I landed my feet on a mine and I flew more than 20 meters high!

When I fell I didn't have legs and I was almost dead.

And do you know who carried me on his back,

During 2 days and 2 nights, through the weeds?

A Black! Yes, sir, a Black!!!

I had been enjoying myself by killing blacks.

And it was one of them that came to save my life!

Two days and two nights, while raining, with me on his back, to the encampment!

One Black!...

Big bastard.

Do you know what he said when I thanked him?

''Don't thank my anything because the guilt and the sadness

''That you will feel for the rest of your life

will be worse than if you had died!''

And you, will you pay a beer to Rodinhas?

We pay!

Father? Have you killed Blacks in Africa too?

Yes...

With a machine-Gun?

Yes...

Wasn't it hard to kill them?

Yes, Filipe, it was very hard...

If it wasn't to defend my life I would never have killed anyone.

Did you suffer a lot in Africa?

A little bit...

I saw some of my friends die...

other became like Rodinhas.

It was the war that changed you?

Why do you ask that?

Because of your old photos:

Before you had long hair, you never used a tie,

You were always with males and females friends, you hugged mother a lot...

It wasn't the war only...

When the war ended there was a big party in our country,

and with much joy many people thought that their lives,...

the world and other people could change.

But when the party was over we realized that nothing changed.

Will never change, the world is what it is today what it was yesterday and what it is tomorrow.

Its us that change, Filipe,

When we grow up and stop dreaming.

Did you stop dreaming?

I like you to, dad.

When I knew my father and his life,

I understood mine better and the world around me.

And when we understand subjects we can start accepting them.

Do you like the Portuguese people?

Oh yes...

It's wonderful people, very kind...

l like very much the American women...

Oh yeah?! Why?

Because they are special!

- Do you have a boyfriend? - No...

has never a boy asked you to be your boyfriend?

Yes, but I didn't want to.

Why didn't you want?

Because I didn't like them.

They were younger than you?

Some were, others weren't.

I've never imagined that I would see the sunrise with you.

Dad, how old were you when your father died?

- I had your age... - How did he died?

- He killed himself... - Why?

- Because he displeased life... - Did you miss him a lot?

I did...

My father was a very good man, had a lot of patience for me.

We were very close...

If he liked you that much, how could he left you?

I never knew why did my father commit suicide,

And my mother never wanted to talk, about it but must have suffered a lot...

people kill themselves because they suffer a lot.

You and grandmother became poor?

We did... Why do you ask that?

Did you marry mum to become rich?

No, Filipe, when I married your mum I was already a lawyer!

- In her father's office... - Who told you?

I always heard grandma Mariana telling mum

That you married her to stay in grandfathers office...

Your grandma Mariana never liked me...

Why did you marry mum?

When your mother got pregnant, your grandfather became furious when he knew.

I was a simple trainee in his office...

he demanded that your mother didn't have the child, but she wanted you...

Then your grandfather made us marry...

and made me his partner.

- You couldn't have married, could you? - Yes...

And if you hadn't married maybe I wasn't born...

Dad, are you sorry to die?

Yes, I am...

For leaving me or for leaving your office and your success?

For leaving you, Filipe.

Hey! Hey you guys out there!

~You cant swim naked!

I'm sorry, but we didn't know...

This is not France here!

In France people swim naked! Not here!

And if a lady passed by or a girl

And saw you that way? Would you like that? Would you?

But we didn't think that anyone walked by here at this time of the day.

Ah you thought! But you thought wrong, because you didn't think of me...

And if I took your clothes? Now? How would you get out of there?

But what do you want?! Do you want me to go there to talk to you, is that it?!

That's what I would like to see!

Are you crazy or what?

Ungrateful...

One day you will miss me...

When I'm no longer here to look You will regret it...

And you, my boy, don't worry. you'll get yours.

Ungrateful... bunch of ungrateful people...

Were you born in Africa?

Yes...

- And what did you do in Africa? - I tamed elephants.

- The big ones?! - The big and small ones.

- How did you do that? - I talked to them,

I gave them a bath, walked with them, played hide and seek,

and at night, I told them stories.

- That's true? - That's true!

They never stepped on you?

No. Elephants are very careful with people that they like.

Do you miss them?

I do.

Why don't you go back there?

Because in Africa there is much war and famine.

And elephants are all dying.

Girls are like us: only think of sex!

Maybe they think on it more than us!

They all want what we want: Bull fight!

Do you know Paula from the pharmacy?

Never invited you to go weigh yourself when her father isn't there?

Yes, you are still a kid...

Guys like me, she takes inside to weigh us

And then it is a great bull fight. - Why?

- Because what takes your weight is the table - What does she do?

Everything! Everything goes! We only can't end her virginity,

The rest is what the people want!

Pedro...

... do you think your sister is like all the others?

The hell she isn't! I couldn't catch her, until now.

But I bet that she and her teacher don't play only violin!

How old is her teacher?

The hell I know! About your dad's age!

Sometimes young girls prefer older men...

They have the craze that they have more experience than us!

One more beer please!

You are very quiet...

- Its because of Joana? - Yes...

- Are you in love with her? - I think so...

- How long? - Since I've seen her...

- And does she know? - No...!

- Aren't you thinking in telling her? - I don't know...

What do we do when we like a woman?

We tell her...

- Or we show her... - How do you show?

Being all around her, giving her attention, offering her presents,

wrapping her in affection and kindness,

taking an interest in her life,

for her family...

Does her brother knows that you are in love for her?

He already realized...

When he taught me masturbation he told me to think on his sister!

Do you masturbate?

No. But I tell Pedro yes, so he doesn't upset me!

What else did Pedro teach you?

Everything!...

- Everything? - Yes, everything!

Dad...

What?

And if I go to America with them?

Would you leave your mother?

No... I would go with them to America, I would get a job there,

marry Joana, then I would come to get mum.

Look, in America people earn a lot of money!

It doesnt seem bad to me...

but I think that you should think more. Its a serious decision...

Why?

Because it's always dangerous to leave people that we love.

We can lose them.

But then I will lose Joana...

It's a choice you have to make.

Do we always have to chose?

One of the most bitter things in our life,

is the choices that we must do...

Sometimes it's scary to grow up...

And where is the boy going at this time of the night?

- Nowhere... - Nowhere?

So your father knows where is the boy is going at this time of the night, does he?

So are we going to ask your dad?

Where is the boy going at this time of the night?

- Nowhere! Let go of me! - Lets ask your dad.

Filipe! Filipe! Come here Filipe!

Ungrateful... Bunch of ungratefulls...

Are you really going to America?

Yes...

- Can I go with you? - You can... and your father?

My father isn't everything for me!

Your father will die soon...

Why do you want to come with me to America?

Because I like you.

I like you too, but it is early to leave your family.

You are more important than my family.

When you are older, if you still like me,

you will be with me...

You will get a boyfriend before I grow up.

No. I promise not.

Here, for you to remember your promise.

Did you go out yesterday?

I left...

Did you meet Joana?

I did...

Did you tell her that you are in love for her?

No.

- You didn't even kiss her? - No.

Why do you and mum only make love when the others go out at night

Or at sunday mornings?

What?! How do you know that?!

Because many times, I was at the door to your room

Listening to you and mum make love. - Did you get up and go to our room?

Only to the door...

Have you never entered?

No... I was always afraid to see...

Why?

At first, I didn't know what it was,

I thought that you were hurting mum.

Later, when I knew what you were doing,

I was afraid to see...

please...

- What do you want? - A gin tonic...

one tonic gin?! Are you used to drink tonic gin?

No... I was joking. I want a coke.

A coke, a coofee and a sparkling water, please.

Do you want a magazine?

No... Don't worry about me,

You can read freely I don't get upset.

Did you ever talk to mom about your visits to our room?

Are you crazy?! Those aren't conversations to have with your mother!

May I help...

I didn't speak with mum, but I spoke with grandmother Mariana...

Did you talk to grandma Mariana?!

Yes. Who did you want me to talk to? With the neighbours?

No... no I didn't want you to talk with the neighbours...

And what did she tell you?

If I head you and mother in bed again...

I would make you company in hell!

- It had to be! - Excuse me...

Have you made love with other women, besides mum?

- I did... - Are they all the same?

- How the same? - Making love. Are they all the same?

They are... well, they aren't...

- I don't know! I don't know... - You don't know?!

What a conversation!

Who do you want me to talk to about this? To grandmother Mariana?

No, I don't want you to speak to grandmother Mariana...

I want you to talk to me...

Then tell me if women all are the same when making love or not!

Yes... they are the same...

Basically women and men are the same...

Like animals, like the dogs, the cats...

Now there are differences...

People are different from each other...

Some are more interesting... more interested...

more lively... more...

Damn! I don't know! I don't know!

I don't know, done! When you grow up you will see!

At what age did you make love for the first time?

Sixteen years old...

Only then?! Can't you make love before?

You can, off course you can...

Then why didn't you do it?

I didn't because it didn't happen!! What a conversation!

Don't you like to talk about women?

I do...

What do you think of Joana?

She is funny...

Do you think I can ask her to make love with me?

I don't know... well... maybe its better...

What?...

Maybe you shouldn't ask her...

- She is too old for me? - And...

All right... I wont ask her.

Poor dad.

He became so worried about my questions...

that he didn't notice that it had been one of the most beautiful days on the holidays.

Finally I could speak with him.

Man to man, about all men's favorite topic:

Women.

Do you see, white boy? Your father married Joana!

And you? Don't you want to marry me? Well? Don't you?

Catch the white boy, catch him!

Catch the white boy, he is going to marry me. Catch him! Catch the white boy!

Catch the white boy, he is going to marry me. Catch him!

Catch the white boy, he is going to marry me. Catch him! Catch him!

Catch the white boy, he is going to marry me.

Catch the white boy, he is going to marry me! Catch him!

You shouldn't have left your mother!

Its your fault! We must never leave our mother!

Mother...

Mother...

Mother...

Wake up Filipe! Now son, Wake up! Wake up son!

It's over, it's over...

there... there, it was just a dream...

I knew it had been a bad dream,

But the pain in my chest was very big.:

In dreams it is difficult to run away from the things that frighten us,

Because they are inside us, in our heads.

So, calm down, I'm going to get some water.

Filipe, you have a visit.

Can I come in?

Of course!...

- How do you feel? - Well...

Do you still have fever?

I think so...

Who told you that I was sick?

- Your father... - My father?!

Yea...

- Are you leaving tomorrow? - Yes...

Filipe...

I like you a lot and I will never forget you.

It was my first love kiss...

Until it got dark I didn't open my eyes, didn't even move my mouth.

not to let go that fragrant, warm taste.

The day that Joana and Pedro left I realized

That the holidays had come to the end

And after that it was me who had to leave.

Do you miss your mother and grandmother?

No...

- Is it hard to deal with them? - Sometimes...

The horrifying empire of women!

Did you enjoy this vacation?

Have you got everything right with me

Don't be sad. You will always remember me and this vacation!

A gift for you.

I would like that the first thing you write in this diary...

is a story, I told you. Want it?

So come on, come sit here...

On your lap?

The music that I'm always listening to It's from a man named Bach.

He was a great composer, a magnificent organist.

And, above all, a very good man, and very friendly to everyone:

Wife, sons and all other people.

One day he took a long trip and when he returned home,

He saw that his wife and two of their children have died.

He went to the graveyard, prayed for them,

And when he returned home he wrote in his diary:

"My God, please make that I don't lose the joy within me"

My father didn't want to take me to the airport.

He told me that leaving in a taxi isn't the same as leaving on a plane.

When a someone gets into a taxi, no one says goodbye forever...

Suddenly, my father started dancing.

I wanted the last image that I keep of him,

Was an image of joy and love for me.

When I arrived to Lisbon I still had the smell of my father clinging to my clothes.

I will never forget him.

Have you finished your essay, Filipe?

Yes, teacher..

You can leave here on the desk...

What's going on?

"Goodbye, father"?...

- Your father left you, Filipe? - No, teacher...

So you left him?

No, teacher... My father died...

What?!

Filipe!... Filipe!...

Where are you going at this time? What?!

Nowhere! I'm going home, let me go home.

And who authorized you boy going home?

Let me go! Let me go!

Filipe! Filipe! Come here Filipe!

Filipe, come here!

Ungrateful!...

Hello Filipe...

What?

Your magazines haven't arrived yet.

- I wanted to buy this diary. - Is it for you or to offer?

- It is for me. - So I give it to you.

Thank you very much.

- Hello. - What...

- Do you want to go for a walk? - No...

What do you have? Did they bother you at school?

No one...

My parents sign the divorce today

Is your father here?

No... It's his lawyer who signs.

Me and Joana, we're going to spend Christmas holidays with him!

I've already found out who my sister is dating!

- With who?... - With Bruno from the fifth floor!

I saw them in the garden, hand in hand, kissing and hugging each other...

He touched her breasts and put his hands under her skirt...

A bit of time and there it goes, my sister's virginity!

Who's there?

Is Pedro at home?

No. He must be down there riding his bike. Are you Filipe?

Yes...

Do you want to leave a message for my brother?

No.

Sorry, I'm in the middle of a violin lesson. Bye.

Maria Helena had already come from London. She brought some beautiful suits.

A little eccentric for my taste.

You should go and do some shopping. Then you would relax.

- I don't need to go out, mother. - Yes you do, get out of here, go for a walk.

Do some shopping, meet interesting people.

That's what I did when your father went abroad.

You're very quiet...

Good day in school?

Yes, it was...

What did you do?

The same as yesterday...

Haven't you done nothing new today?

- I've written an essay... - About what?

Last vacation...

What did you tell? Did you talk about our trip to Sintra,

and about the fall of grandmother Mariana?

And the way you laughed at me,

and didn't help me?

MExcuse me, ma'am?

Yes.

The doctor's driver brought the grocery.

- Do you want anything from him? - Yes, I do.

Ask him to come in.

Filipe, do you know why does your teacher want to talk with me?

No...

She called this afternoon and asked me to pass by tomorrow in the school.

Have you done something wrong?

Good afternoon, madam. Mrs. Mariana...

Hello...

- Good afternoon, little Filipe. - Good afternoon.

Mr. Amadeu. Tomorrow afternoon I need you come get me.

To go to school with lille Filipe.

- What time, madam? - About 3 o'clock. Okay?

Al right, madam.

The Doctor has already told me that tomorrow he doesn't need me all day long...

And after all, on Sundays you always want to take lttle Filipe to football, or not?

I do, ma'am! It will be a great game!

- Do you know if the Doctor comes later? - No I don't know, ma'am,

The Doctor told to me to bring the shopping and return to pick him up,

But he didn't say what time he is going back home...

Okay, Mr. Amadeu, thank you very much... See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow, madam.

Mam Mariana...

Good afternoon, little Filipe. See you on Sunday.

Good afternoon.

You only go to the football if you go to the mass with me!

For more than a month you have given me excuses not to go with me!

- Mother... - What?

Do you rather he goes to football with that nigga instead of going to church with me?

Who knows what that man teaches him!

Mother, can I go to my room?

Yes...

Mother, why didn't you do what your father want?

My father?...

- What did my father want? - That you wouldn't let me be born!

Let him see what he can get, if you need to tell him to use different names.

For the lot of small subscribers, as usual.

Okay, we'll go in now... About the one outside, speak with Sharon.

And tell her to buy some kilograms of gold through the off shore of Gibraltar...

No, no, just the 2 millions of dollars that we released last week.

This is getting too complicated with Yeltsin.

IF the guy goes crazy it will be a big mess...

yYes, yes, we'd better jump right now...

Okay, that's all for now. I'll call you tomorrow from Paris.

Okay...

See you tomorrow. Thanks...

Hi? Carmo?

Is everything alright? Is Jo�o at home?

Are the kids ok?

Yes he is, he must be fine, must be asleep, I haven't seen him today.

Kisses.

Jo�o? How did it go?

Good, congratulations! Our friend Jardim must be dying, no?

Listen one thing, our first will stretch the rope, right?

Look, for me that's totally irrelevant.

No, that's not the problem. If somehow, he falls, I completely screw up.

No, it isn't just the bag.

I have guys stuck in constructions with deadline.

In "Expo" and "Nova Ponte". If this change... I'm completely screwed up.

I can't, tomorrow I'm going to Paris, to the nautic saloon

And see if I can change boat.

Al right, we will lunch next week. It's arranged.

Bye, take care.

English subtitles corrected using Portuguise by Panopticon (2022)