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I'D RECEIVE THE WORST NEWS FROM YOUR BEAUTIFUL LIPS

DIRETORES BETO BRANT E RENATO CIASCA

Hey, Indians!

Time to get famous.

Move your fucking ass!

Move!

Go!

Look at the man!

Lift your head, sicko.

Enough!

Get the fuck back to your hotel suite!

- Lavinia? - Hi.

What a surprise! Come in!

Come in, please.

I'm all out of cognac.

But there's this "cachaca", it's awesome.

- Who's she? - My grandmother.

Pretty.

Beautiful, right? She passed last year.

My grannie!

But she's still here with us.

Do you live here alone?

Yeah. I mean... I live with Newzac.

- Who? - Newzac, my chameleon.

I mean, not mine. He's his own, I'm my own...

Here no one belongs to anybody.

He lives in the mango tree. Want to see it?

Come here...

He likes to stay back here where it's cooler.

He's underneath that canoe. Look.

- Did you do that yourself? - Yeah.

A friend and I. He's a local painter.

Amazing guy...

We spent a couple of days on that fish trip.

Cool, huh?

May I take your picture?

No... some other day.

Promise you'll be back?

Yes.

Someone's trying to mess with your photo.

Our photo.

- It's horrible. - Not at all.

Leave it there.

Show me that mouth.

Cool, this is so cool!

Gorgeous! That's it!

Now let's see the other eye. Just a little bit. There!

Look that way.

T h at way.

Let that sadness take over you.

I don't want to.

- You don't? - No.

- Want some? - Not now.

- How come? - Not now.

- You don't drink? - Oh, I drink, a lot.

Today, especially, I intend to get wasted.

But right now, I'm getting high on something else.

You ate da um gole...

- pra sentir tambem! - Pops.

Everything goes numb

- Look into the camera. - I'll go outside.

It's so hot, isn't it?

I'll spend the night, OK?

The whole night?

Until morning.

Do you like the idea?

Very much.

I like it a lot.

- What's up, Viktor? - Wow! Having an Indian party?

Kind of.

- Am I invited? - No, buddy. Sorry.

I am tripping on something else.

Cauby, Cauby...

Yeah, the pictures are nice!

It's a good thing you have photographic memory, you know?

If these two end up floating in the river...

- you're gonna have to ID them. - What a bunch of crap, shut up!

It's bad vibes, man. Relax!

Look at that.

Viktor!

Viktor! You did not see that woman here, deal?

Of course not!

I mean, I saw her, I did.

My readers are the ones who didn't. My readers.

Bye.

- What's wrong? - I gotta go.

Are you worried about your husband?

Do you really want to go there?

Sorry. My bad.

No, it's cool. What do you wanna know?

Is he good to you?

He is.

And God placed men on the face of the earth...

for us to cultivate it. And to protect it.

To cultivate it. Cultivate it!

To plow, plant, seed, harvest.

To fish and to survive...

from all which God has given us.

To cultivate it. zAnd pay attention:

To keep it. Keep it!

To protect it.

The plague is nearby.

Misery, violence...

drugs, prostitution.

On top of this killing mercury...

which is already in our land and has already caused us so much pain.

Now, this deforestation...

that is aggressive, disrespectful...

bringing new diseases not only to our community...

but also to all communities in this region.

To the planet.

Are we going to allow it?

- Are we? - No!

No!

We won't allow...

the forces of darkness to take over our space.

Because we know why they do it.

For whom and how they do it.

And we have the power to stop them. To stop...

the evil they want to bestow upon us.

Be righteous, erect, straight And redeem yourself

In honor Of the Glorious Saint Michael

Be righteous, erect, straight And redeem yourself

In honor Of the Glorious Saint Michael

To serve our venerable guardian Prince of the Heavenly Armies

To serve our venerable guardian Prince of the Heavenly Armies

With your flaming sword With your shield of light

With your flaming sword With your shield of light

Excuse me, Viktor?

Cauby.

What's up with this?

- Good evening, Cauby. - Good evening, Viktor.

What's this about?

You trying to fuck with me, man?

"Marriage in danger"?

"Young lady from our local society is very enthusiastic...

about one of the most charming foreigners that ever been here."

How about it, Viktor?

Are you going to screw with my life, man? Are you?

Oh my God!

Dear God! Pretentious much?

You really think you're the only charming foreigner...

- in town? - Come on, Viktor!

Seriously, Cauby. That note...

is about the wife of a big shot in town.

She's having an affair with one of the mine engineers.

A strong, gallant, handsome guy.

You don't believe me, do you?

If you want, I'll name names.

I don't want any names, dude!

You and your gossip...

Sit down, Cauby. What gossip, man?

You're a fucking gossiper, Viktor!

What's up, mate? You catch me...

in a sensitive situation at my place...

I shared my intimacy with you.

I open the paper and read this crap?

How could I not freak out?

Are you my friend or what?

"Why is the love we are speaking of here...

clothed in the illusion of the eternal?

As all the specialists in passion teach us...

there's no eternal love but what is thwarted.

There's scarcely any passion without struggle.

Such a love culminates

only in the ultimate contradiction of death.

One must be Werther or nothing."

Werther who? Werther my ass!

This shit of platonic love is bullshit, nonsense!

- Oh, Cauby! - The blood stirs in the flesh.

Gauguin died of syphilis.

And Van Gogh cut off his ear.

I totally relate!

Cauby, I'm your friend.

Can I believe it?

Can you not believe?

Good night.

Hey, buddy! Give me a hand, will you?

Is it broken?

Just a little glitch. A little push

and it'll start again. Are you game?

- Sure. - Let's do it.

Holy shit!

- Does it work? - Big help.

- Shit! - You're a Godsend, bro!

- No biggy. - Get in.

No, I'm just walking.

- I'll drop you off wherever you want. - I'm good, really.

- Sure? - Yeah, thanks.

- OK, then. - OK.

Thanks for your help.

- What's your name? - Chico Chagas. You?

Chico Chagas, I'm Cauby.

- Cauby, you're a nice guy. - Cool.

Lowe you one.

If only I had my camera here...

This could be a bitchin' photo!

- We'll cross paths again. - Right on.

We'll bump into each other somewhere.

- Good. See you around. - See you, my man.

Right on.

- Thanks. - Go in peace.

"Because the third angel..." On chapter 8, verse 10.

"Sounded his trumpet...

and fell from the sky blazing like a torch...

on a third of the rivers and on the spring of water.

And many men died from the waters...

that had become poisonous."

I think it's crystal clear to all of us.

This is the confirmation of our belief.

Up in the firmament A brightness shone in the heavens

Soared, again and again Saint Michael's horn

Soared, again and again Saint Michael's horn

With Saint Mary's annunciation The trumpets soared in the tribe

With Saint Mary's annunciation The trumpets soared in the tribe

The All Mighty Warrior Benjamin Is descending from the stars

Can I come in?

Of course.

What's going on, Lavinia?

You vanished from my life.

Had to go on a trip.

Right...

A gift.

But...

you can only open it the day you feel totally desperate.

- Drowning in despair? - Yeah.

Ag reed.

There's a message for you inside.

What kind of message? Religious?

Something l wrote while thinking of you.

- And the key? Where is it? - There isn't one.

You'll have to break the box to see what's in it.

You know I met your husband the other day?

Do you fuck him?

Why are you asking me that?

I don't know.

Figured he could be interested only in your soul.

You're wrong.

He's interested in my body too.

Yeah?

And what's it like?

Is it good?

It's different.

I see...

Different.

- Different. - Different.

Searching for my great love

Traveled all over Brazil

Haven't found him, I swear

The wonderful love I dreamed of

He has to be exciting Enchanting and tender

He has to boost my ego And be impetuous

He has to make my blood stir Only love fulfills me

That drives me insane And gives something more

He has to be Brazilian Handsome and hot

Absinthe, Cauby?

- Absent-emotion! - Cheers!

- To the carimbo music! - Terrible!

"Silver dagger you were, Silver dagger!

It was not you who made such a fool of my hand."

By Cecilia Meirelles.

"On your handle, blooming flowers On your blade, the exact measure

The exact, the precise measure. Silver dagger.

To cut through to my heart with an initial and date.

The greatest pain I have. Silver dagger.

Is not see me dying but to know who is killing me."

Are you afraid of death, Viktor?

Got any cocaine, Cauby?

None.

I left it all behind, back in the wonderful South.

Good for you. You're much too young.

Less than I look, more than I'd like to be.

Are you afraid of life, Cauby?

Viktor Lawrence, what big eyes you have!

All the better to spy on people's lives with.

And what a big mouth you have!

All the better to gossip with.

The books.

Are they your true love? The books?

Oh, Cauby! You're such a romantic!

Love is not real, Cauby.

No?

Is it an illusion?

Some kind of opium...

created by men to endure their lousy existence?

Are you OK, Viktor?

Viktor!

Easy, easy man!

Calm down. Relax.

Are you OK?

Are you OK?

Come on. Let's sit on the couch.

Son of a bitch, asshole!

Faggot!

- Get out! - Absinthe, absinthe, Cauby.

"Oh, insane heart, Abysmal pain

And so we fall at the exact moment Sergeant Nazarene...

returns to start his second life.

Life in which he'll refuse all the horror...

and the glass crosses that yesterday...

fed in his womb with chunks of violence.

He will not flaunt his teeth again.

I talk about a man who'll say goodbye to the cities.

And will plunge into the river with red vegetables...

I search of happiness

With a provision of mystery on each lip."

Hey!

Fuck off!

Easy! I want to help.

There's an ER nearby. Let me take you there.

Got any cash on you?

No.

So, get the fuck off!

I'll help. Come on.

- Get off me! - Relax.

- Get the fuck off me. - Calm down, girl.

Let go of me. Fuck off!

- Calm down, girl. - Let me go! Let go of me!

- Let go of me! - Easy!

- Let go of me! - Hey, it's alright.

Easy, girl!

I just want to help. Relax!

Come on. Breathe slowly!

Just breathe. Chill!

Focus! You'll fall. Watch out!

You can do it. Just try.

Go fuck yourself! You son of a bitch!

Cocksucker!

Sit down, please.

Right here.

Let me ask you something.

You got any booze? Whiskey? A beer will do.

No, just water. Is it OK?

- No? - No. I'm sorry.

Take a sit, please.

Are we staying here? There's that couch.

It can be good there too.

It's nothing like that.

- No? - No.

All I really want is to talk.

Well, my name's Ernani.

I'm retired, worked 35 years in the Judicial Court.

Sorry...

It's just that I'm a little high...

I'll go grab a beer. I'll be back, really.

- I need to talk to you. - You know, it's just...

Stop! Stop, please!

- What the fuck, man? - Stop talking for one second!

- Stop talking. - What the fuck!

- I need to talk to you. - You're full of violence.

I'm paying you to talk.

But you don't get to be violent!

See this? See it? Look at this.

Looks familiar? These marks?

It's booze, I've drunk it all...

smoked it all, inhaled it all, injected it all.

I've been exactly where you are now.

The way you are, the way I found you on that sidewalk.

Dying!

This is what I need to talk to you about. Interested?

As I was saying...

I worked 35 years in the Judicial Court.

I had many dreams, many ideals in my youth.

I was right out of Law School.

It was all a waste.

I saw no justice where I worked.

Ended up setting, becoming a corrupt bureaucrat too.

I went with the flow.

I lost my wife about 3 years ago.

This is she. I lost her.

One day, she was run over by a car. It all ended.

I felt really bad, awful, sick, depressed, sad.

Then I turned to alcohol, I drank heavily.

Moving on to drugs was easy.

I lived on the streets, wore the same clothes.

Stayed on the streets for days with the same clothes.

I stunk

The last memory I have from that time...

is of a razor here. I was going to kill myself.

I didn't believe in anything else.

Then... I started to throw up. I threw up a lot, spilled my guts out

Expelling it all out of my being.

When I got up, I was full of light.

I opened my eyes, and there was chanting all around

It was hallucinating! All that singing!

I heard a voice that said:

"My son, wake up.

I'll free you from all your abominations...

because of your enemies."

There were so much light! And there was a flaming sword...

That cut through things all around me.

All of my diseases...

all the evil things inside my body.

And it went on cleansing and cleansing...

and an enormous strength...

invaded my heart and took over mu body.

I saw health, I saw ecstasy...

I saw joy, I saw the trip.

You like tripping, don't you like tripping?

Don't you like to inhale coke? Take acid?

This is the greatest of all trips. Right here.

The great trip is here.

The word of God, the Sacred Bible.

Here's the justice

the power.

Here's the health.

I saw it in your eyes.

You can find all that within yourself.

In your eyes, there's a child.

An innocence. It's right there inside you.

You're doing it to yourself.

Let that child out! Bring it to life! It's screaming for help.

It's possible. Anything is possible.

You gotta have faith. A lot of faith.

You're beautiful, gorgeous! Your body is a temple.

It's a sacred temple.

There, at my mother's I suddenly woke up...

and freaked out.

I tried to scream..

But Mr. Cachaca started to squeeze my throat so fucking hard...

So, I shut up

He was touching me...

touching me...

Then... he came!

Pig!

I couldn�t even move. I was shaking with hatred.

Didn't you tell your mother?

"My little thing", he said.

One day, I didn't expect...

I...

I grabbed his hand and stuck it right in the middle of my pussy.

"Spanking me, Mr. Cachaca!"

"Slut!"

He grabbed me, I bit him.

Then he hit me over and over again. And then he fucked me.

And it was only after I was fucked...

that"

that I started figuring things out.

Only then did I grow a conscience.

So...

I left home.

Hit the road.

How old were you?

Fourteen.

And you haven't seen your family since?

Never again.

I mean...

sometimes in my nightmares.

Do you want help?

I do.

Cast away, Lord, drive away all wicked...

malicious and deceitful and corrupters spirits around her.

Deliver her from all illnesses.

Spare her from all the pain.

Set her free, dear God, from all the terrors...

and addictions.

Set her free, my God!

From all the bloodthirsty spirits around her...

for they are full of ill-will... And their right hands...

are full of bribery, my God!

Free her from all the sinners around her.

Lord, only You, Your power, Your benevolence...

and Your flaming sword can save her...

from the hell dogs surrounding her, dear God!

For You, my Lord, are righteous and just.

And in Your presence there shall never be evil.

Deliver her, oh my God...

from the wicked spirits and no harm shall befall her.

Set her free, dear Lord...

so that she can serve You for all eternity.

Help her, Lord. Purify her. Purify her, Lord.

God, Almighty Father...

with Your power, Your strength...

and Your benevolence, my God, grant her the strength...

to overcome such a terrible moment in her life...

so that she can come to serve You in all her plenitude!

God, Almighty Father!

Lord, God our Father!

Bathe her in Your healing light. Wash her hands, my God...

in her innocence...

so that she can be by Your side, always.

Save her, Lord. Save her. Once again we thank You.

We thank You for Your generosity...

compassion, strength...

and protection.

Thank You, God our Father...

one more time, thank You, Most High Lord.

We are thankful for Your protection.

We are thankful for our health.

We are thankful for justice...

and love!

For Your love.

- Good night. - Good night.

"And my spirit was transported to a desert.

I saw a woman sitting on a beast...

of scarlet color.

She was full of abomination names.

And had 7 heads and 10 horns.

This woman was dressed in purpure...

and adorned in gold, precious jewels and pearls!

In her hand she held a gold chalice...

filled with blasphemy...

and the filthiness of her prostitution.

On her forehead, it read Mystery!"

My brothers and sisters, I saw!

I saw this woman in the desert of our dawn!

Denigrated, torn, and I reached out of her.

- Hi! - Good evening.

What a nice surprise! It's good to have you here.

Yeah.

You speak very well!

Thank you.

Well, this is our home. Come whenever you want.

Have you eaten yet?

Not yet.

Would you join me?

Yes!

Great!

There's a place nearby I think you'll like.

I enjoy taking pictures.

Photography?

Yes... but it's no big deal.

I had a camera. I had to sell it, so I quit.

I'm starved.

Let's go in?

It's here.

Hi, good evening.

You decided to sleep in the living room?

I'll make us something to eat. Would you like that?

You have a headache?

Can I get you a pill?

No.

Good evening.

- Good evening. - Oh, hi.

Maybe you don't remember me.

I went out with you friend, Lavinia.

Do you know where she is?

I don't.

She disappeared. I'm worried.

- Haven't seen her in days. - Really?

- Yeah. - Well...

- Thank you anyway. - OK.

I'm so glad you're here.

This is Pastor lsaias, of whom I spoke.

This is Lavinia, Pastor lsaias.

Pleased to meet you. The peace of God be with you.

He talked a lot about you!

My savior!

This is a man who's on a journey, on a mission.

A missionary.

Don't forget about Davi's Psalm. Number 23.

The Lord is my Shepherd I shall not be in want."

He'll keep your life, Missionary Ernani.

Hallelujah!

Talk about your love for yourself.

About breaking lose from your shackles.

About freeing yourself from slavery...

and misery.

You're a new man.

What you plant with your life...

will bear good fruit.

I have to go now.

Pastor lsaias, thank you for your guidance.

For your advice.

With God's graces, we'll seek justice.

No need to thank me.

Pray, pray and sing-

Sing with that beautiful voice the Lord has given you.

- Give Hallelujah. - Hallelujah!

Pleased to meet you.

He's really going to need you, young lady.

God keep you.

- Peace be with you, brother. - Peace be with you.

He was talking about a trip.

Yes...

I'm leaving town.

Would you come with me?

What am I supposed to do there?

Be my wife!

You barely know me!

Let me get to know you.

And now I'm gonna show you...

a woman that will turn into a fish: Macacheira Jackson!

Let's hear it, fellows!

And now, I summon...

to descend upon us, with your help...

the spirit of Benjamin Galo.

- Benjamin Galo! - Benjamin Galo!

If you are a lost soul...

If you are a lost soul...

- from another world... - from another world

- show yourself... - show yourself

Watch! At this very moment...

she's turning into fish.

Was this what you expected?

Look now!

Uncover your face! You're scared, aren't you?

It's too late now.

She's already becoming a fish.

Show yourself and become a fish!

The woman that turns into a fish!

This is an international number!

- Where were you? - Where was I?

Thinking of you!

What a delicious surprise!

My muse, my love!

Cauby, let's get in the house.

Lavinia, Lavinia...

I'm leaving town.

I'm leaving.

Freedom to the wild sparrows!

MY inspiring muse!

Let me kiss you in the middle of the street.

Stop it, Cauby!

I'll kiss you right here, dam it!

What's wrong? We're in love!

A passion this strong... Look at this light!

- You're wasted. Let's go in. - I'm not drunk.

- I'm very lucid. I'm very lucid. - Can we go in?

- I'm lucid. - Let's get in the dam house!

I will if we kiss.

OK?

No, let's go in. Come!

You want me to go in?

Do you? You naughty girl!

Stop it!

Come!

Slowly!

"With the traces that delineate her body...

her stiffness and her beauty...

engraved in the penetrating light of her rib...

breathing the memory of her skin.

The shade develops and the texture arouses...

in a misty look whose depth...

hypnotizes us...

and make us desirous to drink from this lady's flesh.

The soil woman, Humid and delirious...

from her axis mundi womb, the radiant tropic of the magma.

From the compound river, the volume.

Amazon cunt."

Very well done, dude!

Well done.

For someone who doesn't play in that team...

you were inspired! Beautiful said!

Cauby, can you do me a favor?

Hand me that envelope on the table, will you?

Here you go.

This was my inspiration, Cauby.

How did you get this, Viktor?

A man stopped by, showed me the photos...

and offered to sell.

What man?

The guy stole this shit from my house!

- Who's he? - That's what I thought, Cauby.

I can't tell you who it is. I can't disclose my sources.

By the way, they are beautiful pictures. She's hot!

You should publish these!

- How much did you pay for them? - Forget about it.

It's a present. In the name of our friendship

Motherfucker! Fucking hell!

Cauby, be careful.

He may have showed these pictures to someone else.

He showed them to you, Viktor!

Can you think of someone worse?

Shit.

Cauby...

"Sacred is the sinning flesh!"

You're enjoying Lavinia's caress.

Smart you!

So relaxed!

- Look here! - Hey, you!

Careful. He may hit you with its tail.

What are the dangers?

Well...

some.

Yeah?

That's why I'm leaving, Lavinia.

Come with me!

Come!

I can't.

Why not?

I can't do this to him.

Come on, Lavinia! Leave the man.

You've lived that life, Lavinia. That story is over.

You've already lived that, Lavinia.

Now we have something else. Let's get out of here.

Let's live our life, Lavinia. Now, the two of us.

You're stuck with him. Is that it?

Come with me, please!

Let's get out of here together.

I can't. I can't.

You can't or you won't?

Tell me... You can't or you won't?

I can't. I won't.

Mater Matuta Great Mother

Earth... Serpent

Moon Fertile Mother

Mother Seed

Pure soil

Lasting fire

Mater Matuta

It was a link, a pact, a trance

It was eternity

The drums of the planet went mute

In a moment of silence

That lasted for millenniums

So ancestral So seed

So future

The fundament

And all the energy from the bead Got condensed

And multiplied Into this immense necklace

That we are today

We have to be very aware of the cause we are defending.

The voting urn will come to our community...

and you have the right...

to say Yes or No.

If you're in favor of this constitutional amendment...

limiting land possession in Brazil, you have to vote Yes.

This is a violation of our rights the government...

imposes on us.

Violating our rights as Brazilian citizens...

to fight for a piece of land to work on...

and protect...

because today the Arapiuns River...

lowers its volume of water each year.

Because the big lumberyards are there, and for sure...

they will deforest the fountainhead of the river.

And tomorrow it will be soy.

The poison used in the wood...

to kill bugs...

is already going into the river.

This alone is cause enough for revolt.

All of this because of a government...

that is more of a landowner than the lumberjacks themselves.

The government saw in Para...

an immense piece of land...

of 381 thousand hectares, such as is Nova Olinda...

and said it is untouchable.

And they have no pity on its inhabitants.

And the government still says, "I don't agree.

Our plan for the sustainability of the Amazonia forest."

There's a plan, but to me...

it's more of a destruction plan.

When I do my exhibition of your pictures...

I'll send you an invitation.

And you'll come visit.

OK?

You're abandoning me.

So beg me to stay, Lavinia. Beg me to stay.

I can't.

- I can't. - Ask me to stay.

I can't.

Please... stop!

I can't.

- Let go of me! - Easy!

- Let me go! - Relax.

Let me go!

- Let me go! Let me go! - Relax.

- Calm down, baby! - Let me go!

Stop it! Lavinia, Stop!

Stop it!

I'm sorry, Lavinia. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Easy. - Get out!

- I won't hurt you, relax! - Get out!

I'll get you some water.

Cool down, Lavinia!

Lavinia!

Fuck!

Lavinia!

Polozzi!

Cauby...

Sorry to barge in so early.

It's cool.

I got bad news for you.

Your friend Viktor killed himself.

Decided to play Judas...

and came morning he was swinging in the playground.

He left you a gift...

with a dedicatory.

May I?

"To my friend Cauby...

run away and take the lady with you.

Love, Viktor Lawrence."

What are you running away from, Cauby?

I'm not running away.

I'm leaving because I want to.

Who's the lady?

I don't know. There's no lady.

- It's just Viktor's poetry. - Right...

Watch out, man!

Don't get into trouble!

It's cool, Polozzi. Chill!

This town is more dangerous than you think.

A lot more has happened here for much less.

Can you believe that once, a hairdresser moved to town...

with one of those fancy chairs, driers, cushions...

There was this girl; she had very long, beautiful hair.

Black. It reached way below her butt.

She went to him and said, "Cut my hair, boyish style."

He did.

When he was done, and she was styling her hair...

She told him, "My husband will kill you.

He said he would kill... whoever touched my hair."

What crazy story is this?

Split, Cauby. They are setting you up.

Or you wanna become news?

Come on, Chico! Spill it, man!

That's heavy shit!

Cauby, it's your life.

Split!

Lavinia.

Lavinia. Lavinia.

What happened, love?

I thought you had already left.

What's going on?

Come here.

Come! Come with me!

Would you like to lie down a little?

- I'm freezing, Cauby. - Are you cold?

Hang in there. I'll be right back.

Here.

It's a pity! You're running away, Cauby.

We've talked about it, Lavinia.

I don't think I'm running away.

When are you leaving?

I'm leaving today.

I'm so scared!

Scared of what?

Of what may happen.

Can I take a last picture of you?

A farewell picture?

Come here!

I'm going to have your baby, Cauby!

How can you know it's mine?

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Lavinia!

He's sterile!

My love!

My love!

I LOVE YOU

- Sugar? - No, thanks.

I'm fine.

Thanks.

So, Cauby?

Weren't you leaving town?

I decided to stick around for a little longer.

You're in deep shit, my friend.

You don't say!

Brought you the latest news.

Pastor Ernani was shot.

This morning...

one of his church followers had a meeting with him...

and found the body.

His wife is missing.

Cauby...

do you have anything to do with this?

No.

Since the wife is missing...

l figured she'd be here.

And here's Viktor's heirloom for you.

You see how the dedicatory made sense?

SACRED IS THE SINNING FLESH

You think I should lawyer up?

It's the wisest thing to do.

Am I better off fleeing?

There's a warrant for your arrest, Cauby.

You'll spend a couple of days in my little hotel.

But I did nothing, Polozzi!

You should have fled while you could.

Why would I? I didn't do anything!

Humping a married woman isn't wrong?

Look who's talking! Don't give me that moralist shit!

What are you, a teenager?

Messing around with a married woman?

I know Lavinia.

She wouldn't do a shit like that, man.

But she did. She did, all right.

Killed with rage. Two shots on the face.

And there's more.

People are saying you were visited...

by a well known hit man.

What hit man?

Chico Chagas.

Chico Chagas.

Chico Chagas will make you laugh to death!

You know what Chico Chagas came to tell me?

- Shut up, mate! - You know...

Shut up!

Don't get into more trouble!

Cauby.

Your lawyer is here.

He bailed you out...

but you can't leave town.

I'm the ground Upon which your feet rest

I'm the ground Upon which your feet rest

I'm the life That feeds you

I'm the life That feeds you

I'm the eyes Of this great light

- Murderer! Coward! - Ouch, stop!

What's up, Cauby?

It looks really bad.

You wanna sit?

We caught the man who killed Pastor Ernani.

Said he was inciting the community.

They shut him up.

I had nothing to do with it and I ended up losing an eye.

It all pointed to you.

- You should have run away. - Run away my ass!

I'm no criminal to run away, dam it!

I do nobody any fucking harm!

You're lucky to be alive, man.

You really think I'm alive?

Look, buddy. As soon as you can...

pack your stuff and hit the road.

While you still have one eye to see the way...

just leave.

I'm not leaving, Polozzi.

Why not?

That woman is dead!

Or she'd have already turned up!

So show me her dead body.

I want to see her dead body, Polozzi.

Honey, look who's here to see you.

Lavinia...

Are you OK, Lavinia?

Hello.

My name's Lucia.

Lucia...

Look what I brought you.

May I hold your hand for a while?

What happened?

I took a beating.

A pretty bad one.

Why?

Because of a woman.

Did they beat her too?

It was a lot worse for her.

Is she dead?

I don't know yet.

Don't you know where she is?

I do...

I just can't communicate with her.

Lucia, is there any drawing you like best?

I don't know.

- You don't? - No.

OK, do this one here. I think it'll look cool.

- May I make a suggestion? - Sure.

This one will look beautiful.

- This one here? - Yes.

Do you like it, Lucia?

Pretty.

- Pretty? - It's pretty.

So be it. Go ahead. Approved.

What's your favorite color, Lucia?

Care for an opinion?

I'll do a red rose. It's gonna be beautiful.

Red!

Look!

Cool, huh?

- You want to take pictures? - No.

How about some ice cream?

OK.

- How about the flavor? Acai? - That's good.

I'll go get it. Can you hold this for me?

I'll be right back.

Yummy!

I'd like to have that picture I took of you.

No problem. I'll bring you a copy.

I want to show everyone my boyfriend.

OK!

I'll miss you.

Me too.

Lavinia.