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♪ God has brought you here ♪

♪ To ease your sufferings ♪

A blessed Saturday
to all of you in Joanópolis.

♪ He is the author of faith ♪
♪ From beginning to end ♪

Stay tuned and enjoy.
It is now 3 p.m.

Message from Mariene
to her husband Kido:

“A kiss in your heart my beloved Kido.”

♪ And even if
treacherous nights may come ♪

♪ If the cross is heavy ♪

♪ Christ will be with you ♪

♪ The world may even ♪

♪ Make you cry ♪

♪ But God wants you to smi–

Why did you turn off the radio?

Because I don't like
the electricity bill.

But Grandpa likes it.

Oh, yeah?

Did he tell you that?

When the radio is on,
he rolls his eyes.

That's just a stroke.

That's not him liking anything.

You both decide.

Either you watch the cartoon you like
or you listen to the radio.

Can't do both.

Anybody home?

We decided to watch the cartoon.

Alright.

Good morning.

Hello.

Is this Mr. Firmino Santos' house?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm from the healthcare center,
I came to check his oxygen.

Zé is the one who takes care of him.

Zé was transferred, now it's me.

May I come in?

Ok, come on in.

Excuse me.

Doctor...

No doctor here. I'm Juracy.

Sorry about that, it's just that
Zé has been around for a long time.

No problem, I understand.

This is my father Firmino
and my son Jean.

–Hi, Jean.
–Hi.

Hi Mr. Firmino, how are you?

This is your new nurse, Dad.

I'm Juracy, from the health center.

I came to check on you.

–Let me get you a seat.
–Thank you, dear.

–Excuse the mess.
–Don't worry.

Let me examine Mr. Firmino.

Let's go.

Is his medication ok?

Yeah, it's all good.

At the right times, as prescribed?

We've been doing everything
the other nurse told us to do.

None of his meds need a refill, right?

No, I got the new pack just last week.

Everything's been normal.
Same as always.

Let me just write it on his file...

Let's check the oxygen.

Five liters per minute...

Adjust.

There you go, Mr. Firmino.
Now you're all set.

See, Dad?

Now he'll cheer up,
after changing that old oxygen.

Start feeling a little bit better.

Oh, honey, he won't.

Not at all.

Stuck in this dump...

There's no way.

Staring at the rotten wood
with termite dust falling on his face.

Those coarse sheets
scraping against his asshole.

And that diaper leaking on the sides.

His breathing won't improve.

It will only get worse.

If we can call it breathing, right?

A couple of plastic tubes
shoved up that ragged old cartilage.

Jairo!

Come in here.

Come on Jean, go play ball outside.

–No.
–Go, I'm telling you!

Hi. How are you?

This lady is saying some things.

You have a charcoal factory, right?

Big furnaces...

Do you live off of it?

Yes, we do.

That and some cooking I do on the side.

Hard life, right?
I know how it is...

I may have a proposition for you.

It will be good for your family.

For Mr. Firmino...

And also for someone else
who is in need.

God bless you, Mr. Firmino.

Bye, kid.

♪ But God wants you to smile ♪

♪ No matter what your troubles are ♪

♪ Speak to God, he will help you ♪

♪ After pain comes the joy ♪

CHARCOAL♪ Because God is love ♪

CHARCOAL♪ He won't let you suffer ♪

CHARCOAL♪ Listen up ♪

Slow down, Jean.

Are you trying to race Grandpa?

Hi Irene!

I didn't see you at the mass.

We arrived a little late
so we stayed in the back.

I came a little earlier
to talk to the priest.

Looking good, Mr. Firmino.

Poor thing.
Getting more hunched over every day.

How's Ms. Amelia doing?

Not great, Irene...
Won't leave the house.

I stopped trying...
I just let her be.

My heart aches, 'cause I feel
any time she might...

God forbid.

Gotta pray a little,
it's the only thing we can do.

Oh, I want to order
the chicken in blood gravy

for Sergio's birthday next month.

–That's true...
–Make us a good one.

You got it.
Your birthday is close to Dad's.

Yeah.

Sergio, don't you have
any work for Jairo?

You know... a job.

The charcoal factory is really
slow this time of year.

There's that... thing you're working on.

That landscaping job.

You always need help, take him.

Drop by so we can arrange it.

–That would really help us.
–Appreciate it.

Let's go.

What about William?

He'll be at his cousins' until
the end of the school vacation.

When he gets back, tell him
to come over so we can play.

He'll definitely come,
he's missing you a lot.

–Mr. Firmino.
–Bye Mr. Firmino.

I'm gonna go check out
some prices over there.

Jean, can you watch Grandpa?

–Ok.
–Alright.

Excuse me.

–Irene.
–Hi, Father.

Were you here?

Yeah, we stayed in the back.

Father...

When someone is... wasting away.

Doing very poorly.

Do you think that...

it is God's will
that this person comes to

uh, let's say, pass away?

Oh, Irene...

The questions that you ask...
What a big heart you have.

It's your father, isn't it?

Don't worry, God
doesn't want him to die.

Everyone has their own time.

So it's God's will
that he keeps suffering?

That's not it.

God is healing.

What about when the healing
is not going to happen?

When it's difficult...

Then what?

Do you think God would prefer
them suffering or dying?

Irene, unfortunately
I don't have the answer.

I think it must be within
each one, through prayer.

In their intimate conversation with God.

Alright, Father.

Thank you very much.

Thank goodness that at this time
I get a lot of orders.

If things stay at this rate,

I will be able to contribute a
little more to with the church.

That's great.

The church has been struggling
financially.

Right.

–Your blessing, Father.
–God bless you.

Come help me with the firewood.

No!

Come on, I won't ask again.

I'm not coming, I'm fine over here.

Come on Jean! I said so!

Little slacker.

How can you even
consider something like that?

The chicken soup
will be late tonight.

I'm going to town to eat something.

With what money?

And I'm the crazy one for considering...

Go say good night to Grandpa.

You're going to sleep
with us tonight, ok?

They won't hurt Grandpa, will they?

Oh, honey...

Don't say that.

Look...

Grandpa has been suffering
for a long time.

He doesn't want to be suffering.

It will be the best for him.

So, I can't tell if he likes music...

...but you know that he
wants to kick the bucket?

Come on, son.

It's over.

Let's go.

The island, Don Miguel.

Well done.

Can I see it?

Here.

Looks like shit.

Like it's Halloween.

Are they gonna believe this?

This isn't the first job I've done.

Of course they're going to
believe it, Miguel.

Hey, you!

Come help me move the
dead bodies from the corridor.

–Who, me?
–Yes, you, come on.

Hurry up!

Did your lawyer tell you
that before going to the island

there's another place where
you're staying for a few days?

What? No, he didn't tell me.

That's what we arranged.

Where do I have to go?

I can't tell you.
For your safety.

So I'm paying all that money
to go to a place that I can't know about?

You are paying for a substitution.

Nobody will know that you are alive.

Yes, that part I understand,

but why do I need to go
somewhere else first?

It's a period for you to be forgotten.

Then you can go to
the place where you'll remain.

That's enough, leave him there

And your people will set me up?

My partner. She is very reliable.

What the fuck?

What are you doing?
That wasn't part of the deal!

Ismael?

We didn't arrange this!

Nobody can know where you are.
It's part of the protocol.

What protocol?

Now you can compare
the work that I did on you.

–Put your foot on top of...
–Here.

Right there.

There, keep it that way.

Spread your arms.

That's it.

Is that it?

Very good!
Let's take another one.

I'm sinking.

Aren't you gonna help?

Here.

Pick out the good nails for me.

When it gets like this
it's no good anymore.

When it's crooked.

Jairo, why do you keep
these messed-up nails?

In the back, over there.

What's your name?

Did they tell you that you'd
have to share your room?

What?

I wasn’t told I’d have
to share a room with you.

So what? You are not
a pedophile, are you?

Where did you get that from?

–Didn't they tell you who I am?
–No.

They didn't say anything?

They don't tell me a lot around here.

No, I'm not a pedophile, don't worry.

My grandfather used to sleep there.

Sometimes his diapers leaked.

You can flip the mattress over.

Are you gonna sleep standing up?

Hey, there's these procedures...

You can only leave the room
when I knock.

To make sure no one is around...

Didn't they tell you?

Where are the bathroom items for me?

Oh, your things.

I’m going to buy them this week.

At the store...

But feel free to use Jairo's and
Jean's things in the meantime.

Even my stuff if you want.

Make yourself at home.

I’ll buy it.

Don’t worry, it's only the
two of us here today.

You can relax.

I'll make you some coffee. Come on!

Oh, you need to get dressed...

When the door is closed, it means
someone is using the bathroom.

Just setting a few things straight

about how this household works.

Who are you?

I am the head of this family.

Of the family who is doing you
a favor of hiding you here.

A favor? Oh, thank you very much.

That's great. Fantastic.

Sorry.

It's because I only
met you taking a shit.

I got work to do.
Still need to make a living.

Try to treat the man well.

Well, you don't treat anyone
in this house well anyway.

I don't like having this kind
of people in my house.

Are you judging others?
That's rude.

Only God can judge people.
Not you.

Even Jesus forgave his wrongdoers.

I don't know...

I need to be around my son more.

Keep an eye out.

Gotta slow down.

Only if you buried yourself
you could slow down.

If you worked any less

you'd have to be working
backwards, if that was possible.

What about the job
that Sergio had for you?

He hasn't mentioned it.

They must be having
some trouble in the family.

What trouble?

Nevermind.

Tell me.

That low-life Sergio has been
sleeping around town.

If this talk reached me, don't you think
it reached Luciana too?

But come on, remind him.

Next week is his birthday.

Get him a little gift, to remind him.

To get you some work.

Jean!

Hey, Jean!

Hey, William!

–Don't be doing that!
–Is Jean home?

No, but you can't come in like that.

Is he not in there?

No, he went to the store with Jairo.

I can wait for him.

No, it will be a while.

There's no point sitting down.

–I can wait.
–It's gonna be a long time.

He went to buy his school supplies.

Classes start next week, right?

Yeah, sadly.

There you go.

You'll be seeing each other
all the time.

Gonna play together a lot...

When he gets back, he'll go get you.

Ok? I still gotta clean the house.

I need to drag this couch.

I can help you clean.

No way!

I have a boy at home too!

I know you wreck more than you help.

Don't you have salt?

I do.

Everyone has a different taste, right?

Some people like more
salt, some like less.

Juracy told me a lot of
good things about you.

That you helped your community a lot.

To me, what happened to you
was because of evil eye.

I need to talk to her.

–With Juracy?
–Yes.

Only in fifteen or twenty days, I think.

She's really busy.

If you show up at the health center
it’s a mess…

She will freak out.

Holy mother.

You can't do anything
that isn't in the protocol.

I won't be locked in that room anymore.

That's the way it is in the countryside.

People just drop by,
you need to be on alert.

I can't change
people's habits overnight.

You'll have to excuse me, but...

Yes, you can.

If you want, I can tell you how.

I couldn't sleep either.

First day of school, you know?

It's nice out here, isn't it?

But there's a bunch of snakes and
the neighbor lives right next door.

How was it at your cousins' house?

It was cool, how
was your vacation?

I didn't leave. I stayed here.

At least you got a phone,
that's better than going places.

Who gave it to you?

My aunt.

What aunt?

Aunt Rose.

You never told us about her.

We've never heard of your Aunt Rose.

She doesn't live here.

She lives in São Paulo.

I got it as my birthday gift.

But it wasn't your birthday.

Well, she and Santa gave it to me...

Santa Claus.

–But it isn't Christmas.
–It isn't Christmas but it's a new year.

Can I play a little later?

I wanna go after William.

A chocolate bar, a Coke...
–Here you go.

Another chocolate bar, another Coke...

And one more chocolate and Coke.

–Are you paying for everything?
–Yes.

Do you want anything else?

I'm good.

If you want anything else, let me know.

Let's go.

Thanks.

Are you rich now?

What are you doing?

I miss you.

Come on!

No, no, no!

The old man!

You’re the one who likes
to do it in front of the old man.

–Are you a nun now?
–Shut up.

Get out.

–You know what day it is, right?
–I know. Stop!

We still got three hours.

Jairo.

Leave.

–Sergio.
–Sergio my ass!

What if my son arrives?

What kind of role model would I be?

Give me a couple of months.

I won't be waiting for you anymore.

I've been waiting
a month for years.

Sergio!

Jean, help me with the dishes

on the drying rack.

Nope.

What?

I won't.

Don't press my nerves.

I won’t!

Come on, Jean,
I have to clear this out

to dry the ones I'm washing.

I will not do it!

I’m dancing.

I’m looking at you.

I won’t say it again!

Come here and help me!

Let's go, Jean.

You dummy!

–Here, wash this glass.
–When I lose my cool with you...

And don’t you put limes in
my sink anymore, you pig.

The man eats them and
leaves the peel lying around.

–Did you take a shower?
–No.

You go after you finish this.

I'm not taking a shower today!

I wanna sleep dirty.

There’s two plates
left for me to finish this.

I’m not gonna ask you again
to go take a shower

because if I do, I’ll probably
break a plate on your head!

Go take a shower now!

You don’t like it when I scold you
but you make me lose my temper.

Damn it!

Tomorrow I want a bike.

It’s only one plate
that I have to finish.

You try me!
If you're not in the shower...

Who says I will? I’ll watch TV!

Says who?

MISS WEREWOLF PAGEANT
JOANÓPOLIS 1995

It's pretty bad, right?

Yeah, it is.

Why didn't you call me?
I could go to your house.

No way, girl.

I'm trying my hardest to
get out of the house.

I can't just stay cooped up inside.

Taking care of my kid, husband...

My dad...

How is your dad? Doing better?

Not one bit.

Just keeps getting worse.

It keeps getting harder to get
him out of the house, you know?

I can see in his eyes
that it's a torment for him.

At least you're handling it well...

When my mom was like that
I couldn't stop crying.

We learn to keep the suffering inside.

I don't want to contaminate
my son's heart with sadness.

You look beautiful.

Kim, what is this?

It just came in.

L'Eau of Lavender

Notes of lavender and jaborandi,
unblocks your sensuality chakra.

Try it.

May I?

Good?

If you can hold off for three days,

–Then I can come pay you.
–That's okay.

That one is on display.

Let me get you one in the box.

–Do you need a bag?
–No, this is fine.

Alright then, bye.

Hold up!
What about spicing up your relationship?

Edible panties. Halloween edition.

Flavored: pumpkin spice,

spooky cookie and candy corn.

Get some!

Let's drink some wine?

I keep it here.

In case of a celebration, you know?

To new beginnings!
A toast is in order.

This wine reminds me of my mother.

She used to buy it on the
roadside every day.

She was an alcoholic.

What a beautiful memory.

Weren't you rich?

Why are you wearing this outfit?

It's all torn up.

There's a hole right there.

Here.

Did you know it belonged
to my grandpa?

This?

Yeah. You're gonna have
to pay for ripping it.

Fifty bucks.

What were you doing with my mother?

Nothing, she just told me
to leave the room and I did.

Did you see her hair?

No.

Now with my head.

She got it done today.

What?

She got her hair done today.

Oh, yeah?

She put makeup on it.

She straightened it...

And put some product on it.

Got it dyed too.

Did you see my mom's
picture by your bed?

No.

She put it there but she
told me to say I did it.

She won the Miss Werewolf Pageant.

She went:
"Rawr, come here you naughty boy"

Miss Werewolf?

A good or a bad one?

A vicious one.

–Are there werewolves here?
–Yeah.

There's one inside that furnace.

He says:
"Don't you dare come into my den!"

And you're gonna have
to work there for me.

You are insane.

For me?

Yeah.

You're always broke.

This isn't stolen, right?

Of course not.

I had some money saved up.

It's beautiful.

You like it?

It's brand new.

I won't be able to keep it.
What am I going to say to Luciana?

What am I going to do with it?

What are you going to do with it?

You're gonna fuck me.

Did you change your mind?

Answer me.

MISS WEREWOLF PAGEANT
JOANÓPOLIS 1995

Hey, Ms. Juracy.

Make sure it's all there.

Thank you.

I trust you.

It's always good to check.

Alright. Thank you so much.

I have to talk to you.

What are you doing out here?

–Get inside.
–I always tell him...

You should see the fit he
throws when I lock him up.

This man screams louder than the pigs.

I always tell him about the protocols.

I tell him every single day.

Where's the key to the bedroom?

What's the matter?

Why do you need it?

Hey, Juracy!

Anybody can just take
the key and lock it?

Anyone can lock it?

Hey, Juracy, can we talk?

Well, fuck.

What's in the bedroom?

No, no, no. Just stop talking!

Oh, no.

Don't touch me.

Can we talk?

You can talk as much as you want.

Can you leave for a moment, please?

Ms. Juracy, what is happening?

Jairo!

Jairo, they locked themselves
in the bathroom.

Ok.

What did Marlene say?

She said she won't switch
your location for now.

Things are still looking
ugly for you around there.

I can't live here.
People keep coming over.

A man like me can't
live in a place like this.

That's exactly why you're here.

Miguel, surviving isn't easy.

Here's what I'm gonna do:

Once again, I will report
your complaint to her

And we'll see what we can do.

Move!

Hi Irene!

Hey!

I came to get the chicken.

Already?

Isn't it done?

Yes, it's done.

Holy molly, the weather
has really shifted, huh?

It sure did.

I wasn't doing anything at home
so I came to get the chicken.

To take it off your hands.

I was going to drop it off for you.

Well, I'm already here.

Out! Get out! Get out!

Making a mess in my kitchen. Out!

Sorry about that.

Excuse the fuss.

They get into my things all the time.

Sergio won't shut up about
the chicken for his birthday.

I left it ready to bring over there.

I'm glad I came, I meant to
greet Mr. Firmino anyway.

Cause it's his birthday too, right?

A hug at least...

So he knows I came over.

He is sleeping right now.

He's been sleeping through the day.

It's a big chicken–

Yes, it's a big one.

I know Sergio likes the blood
gravy, so I put in some extra.

–Three containers full.
–Smells good.

I did my best for Sergio...
you can tell him.

Hasn't Mr. Firmino been
sleeping well at night?

Not at all.

Same thing with my mom.

But he won't have to get up.

I'll just pop in his room really quick.

I've been trying to leave him alone.

That's why I was coming over
to drop off the food.

To keep the noise down.

Since Jean is at school,

and Jairo went to town.

I wanna keep it down and let him rest.

Oh, come on...

He lost his hearing
over ten years ago.

Now he can hear again?
You crazy?

There's no such thing.

He can hear when he wants to...

Maybe.

You should see how grumpy
he gets if you wake him.

Oh...

We're next in line to
be pissing and drooling

and the boys taking care of us.

My goodness.

You got any cookies?

Do you want a cookie?

We have some.

Excuse me for not having
something already prepared.

I didn't–

Don't worry about it.

Hmm, good.

Can you make us some coffee?

–Coffee?
–Yeah, to go with the cookies.

I can make some for you.

I've been cutting down.

This thing with my dad
has been making me nervous.

It's giving me heartburn.

I've been taking antacids
for a week, but still...

Oh my, what was that?

Is it Mr. Firmino?

No. Can you wait here
for a moment, Luciana?

Please.

No, it's all right.

What was it?

It wasn't in the dad's room.

The animals were making a fuss.

Like they do here. Get out!

They were making a
fuss over there too.

The spare oxygen tank is there...

–Sometimes they knock it over.
–That's dangerous.

It wasn't in Dad's room.

Don't you want to take
the cookies for Sergio?

We'll be expecting you guys
to sing happy birthday.

Okay, I'm–

Let me tell you, Irene.

I'm so glad you guys are well off.

Thank God, I'm very happy for you.

Thank goodness, I can't complain.

This time of the year, business is good.

Sergio is like a little kid
with his motorcycle.

Really nice.

Jesus Christ.

There's still my birthday this year.

We'll see...

Just kidding.

For God's sake! Do you want
someone to hear you?

The bed broke!

What did you do with the bed?

Nothing!

It broke because it's a piece of shit!

–I wanna talk to Juracy right now.
–Stop shouting!

Right now!

I can't stay stranded in this madhouse!

You are too nervous.

I'm angry! Of course I am!

–Everything is a piece of shit.
–Calm down!

Goddammit!

Jairo, you bought the
neighbor a motorcycle?

It was his birthday.

Didn't you tell me to get him a gift?

It's second hand...

Jesus, I meant get him
a barbecue set.

Or a soccer jersey.

Something for him to
remember you for a job.

For you to make some
money, not waste it.

You gonna act like you're rich?

Luciana was acting weird today.

She asked to go into Dad's bedroom,

insisted a bunch of times.

I told her she couldn't,
but she kept asking.

It was so weird.

Maybe people are thinking
nonsense about us.

We're gonna have to find a way

to stop the suspicions.

Jairo?

Got any homework?

William does. I don't.

–Hi Irene.
–Bye, auntie.

–Bye, Jean.
–Bye, William.

I'll come over later.

You're already here.

Say hi to Juracy.

What's up, boy?

–Jean.
–What?

Next time you go to Will’s

go to Ms. Amelia's bedroom
and check if she is there.

Out of the blue?

You tell them you got lost.

They only have two rooms,
how could I get lost?

It happens.

It's better to just ask Will.

No way!

If I wanted you to ask Will,
I’d ask you to ask Will.

And how come he has
homework and you don't?

I got a new teacher.
She forgot about the homework.

But you're in the same class
with the same teacher!

You're gonna ask Will and get it done.

–You hear me?
–Yes.

–You wanna be a dumb kid?
–No.

Damn it, you're fast.

Gotcha!

These animals will eat
whatever crap you feed them.

And people say pigs are pigs.

Do people's necks sound like
chickens' when you break it?

Tomorrow is my dad's birthday.

I mean...

it would be.

If it wasn't for you.

No, no, no.
I didn't ask for eight or nine.

–I asked for eighty-nine!
–Eighty-nine.

Eighty-nine years old,
that's the candle I asked for.

When you put them together...

Eighty-nine, how great!

You are a great salesman, Mr. Anacleto.

If I can tie them together...

No, don't cover it.

Such a pretty cake...

Mr. Firmino, eighty-nine.

Look at that.

That old man!

Irene!

Irene!

Let's sing happy birthday
to Mr. Firmino.

Come on! Let's go.

–Jairo, are you crazy?
–Crazy for having married you.

Married you both.

Open it. Make yourself
useful for once.

–Lord have mercy.
–Jean!

Hey, Jean!

Come sing happy birthday.

I didn't parade this shit
around town for no reason.

Just gotta light the candle...

Don't do this, Jairo.

Come on, Jean.

Go see if Will wants to play.

You're not leaving!
You're staying here.

And singing happy birthday
to your grandfather, right now!

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Come on, sing

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Sing!

♪ Happy birthday, dear Firmino ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Long live Mr. Firmino!

Blow the candle.

Yay! Get the plates.

Get the plates, woman!

You don't do shit around here.

Come on, get the plates!

One, two, three, four...

Open your hand.

Take it. Like a man.

Enjoy.

Hmm, very good.

Juracy. Here.

"Head of the family"

You ran out of your cow, right?

That's why you're like that.

–Where is he?
–He didn’t want to come.

He’s sprawled in bed.

He’s acting weird.

Why weird?

Hey, Mr. Vanderlei.

Did you wait too long?

Yeah, it's been about fifteen minutes.

I’m sorry.

I had to leave early to deliver
the orders and it took a while.

Hello?

Yes, this is her.

But why?

Did something happen?

Could you go a little faster?

And she looked me in the eye and...

Jairo, please.

–I’m having a conversation.
–Come here, Jairo!

I’m telling you.

Get it together, Jairo.
Don't embarrass me.

Morning.

Good morning. Have a seat.

Did something happen?

Yeah, we are having a little
trouble with Jean.

We saw him buying cocaine
and putting it in his bag.

Jesus Christ.

That's why I had you come here.

But he is only nine years old.

Exactly, momma.

If it was marijuana…

But cocaine is too strong
for a nine-year-old child.

Unfortunately.

Aren't you mistaking
my boy for someone else?

His stuff… maybe...

Maybe the boy is buying
a cookie and you...

It can't be a mistake
because the teacher saw him.

You see?

Jean's behavior has changed lately.

He became an aggressive child,

doesn't pay attention
in class anymore...

He's been using a different vocabulary.

And as you know,
this is a religious school.

We are disciplinary.

So you want to kick
my son out of here?

No, we are not kicking him out.

But unfortunately,
I had to call child services.

–See, Irene? He's going to jail.
–Let me speak, Jairo.

Ms. Principal, I’m
at a loss for words.

But...

Have you noticed any
new buddies around Jean?

Someone different that
started coming around?

Something at home...

We are having some trouble at home.

His grandpa is sick, it's bad…

He is a good kid,
a smart boy, a good boy.

He helps me with the work.

I'm sorry, but...

But you must have mistaken my child

with your other boys.

You should check his
company at school!

These older kids.

–It's ok.
–They take advantage of my son.

Someone put something in my kid's
bag and you are telling me...

A nine-year-old boy.

Calm down. Let's talk.

If you want to send child services
to my house, then go ahead.

Jean, go to your room.

Aren't you ashamed of asking
my son to buy you cocaine?

What?

Are you crazy?

I didn't ask him to buy anything.

You're always–
Go back there!

Get back in your room!

Don't you know the risks?

You complain about people coming here,

you know who is coming now?

Child services!

Oh, excuse me for ruining
the excellent upbringing

that you give your son.

If someday he kills you both

and brings a drug dealer into the house

you'll know whose fault it is.

Go, get out of here!

Aren't you gonna do anything, Jairo?

I'm trying to have patience
with this motherfucker!

Do you understand what he said?

I can't understand shit from him!

He is talking about
how you raise your son.

Asshole!

I told you this wouldn't work.

You are an asshole!

Fuck off!

This won't work, Jairo.

I'm gonna talk to that woman.

–What woman?
–The one from the health center.

–No, Jairo!
–I have to talk to her!

We need to sort this out.

I don't want you to talk to her.

–I don't trust her.
–Why?

Do you know who was at Luciana's
when I dropped William off?

She was!

Wasn't she bringing medication?

Like the oxygen she is
bringing for my dad...

I'm gonna go over there.

–I don't want you to talk to her.
–I'll go tomorrow!

Right now I just
want some coffee.

Tomorrow I'll talk to
that goddamn woman.

And you get the boy
away from that room.

I know exactly the kind
of coffee you'll have.

That's why the boy
is turning out like this!

I scheduled a last minute appointment.

What did I tell you both
about coming here?

Ms. Juracy...

The man is kicking up a storm.

He ran out of dope

and asked Jean to buy some at school.

Irene is freaking out.

She thinks people know.

He wants to leave.

This bomb is gonna blow up.

Irene said she saw you at Luciana's.

I brought her mother's medication.
So what?

Does Luciana know anything?

Fuck, of course not!

That is, if it's still
her mother over there.

You are hallucinating...

Let me tell you something.

I expected more from a kingpin.

A drug dealer.

I thought having you here would be fun.

But you're a wuss.

You're a fucking
crackhead, not a dealer.

–Go away.
–I gave you a chance.

–Get out of here!
–I gave you a chance.

Right, a chance.
Get out!

–You're not a man.
–I could kill you.

Don't you have balls?

Get out of here!

I could kill you, but you disgust me.

I can't touch you. It's repulsive.

–That's because you're a wuss.
–You're disgusting.

Keep your voice down!

Out! Get out, beast!

Get the fuck out!

Come on! We're the only ones here!

I KNOW

Here, this was at my window,
that was at his window.

This looks like Luciana’s business.

How come?

Did you tell her?

You're the one that visits her.

A little note?

This looks like something else...

There’s nothing else, this man
has to go no matter what.

For God’s sake!

So intelligent, a brilliant mind.
Such wit!

Even this dimwit knows
that I have to go.

That I need to leave.

Wonderful!

We will keep an eye out.

We will see what we can do.

–Keep an eye?
–Yeah.

Now we will keep an eye
and then we will relocate

and then we will tell her
and then we will see,

then we will have to wait,

then we’ll have to stay
here a while, and then my ass.

Don't you understand?

Is it not clear for you?

What’s so funny?

This is not funny, what is funny?

I don’t understand what the hell
you’re laughing at! Goddamn it!

If they kill me, I will
make sure they kill you too.

They will kill him too,
and you, and you too.

They will kill this motherfucker
too, they will kill everyone!

I’ll get out on the street and say:

“Do you know how I ended up here?”

"It was Juracy, and him, and her"

I can't take this shit anymore!

Fuck it all!

I want everything to go to shit!

I paid for this! I throw this!
I break it myself!

God-fucking-dammit!

I’ll break it all!
I’m done with this! Done!

Motherfucker, you know nothing!

Get lost! Better!

You fucking shit people!

FAMILY HEALTHCARE CENTER

I did more than five visits today.

In the middle of nowhere.

But, that’s life.

-Bye, guys.
-Bye!

Are you eating at home tonight?

Yeah.

It’s good.

But it's such a skinny
chicken, right?

It’s good, but skinny.

That’s because it's a young hen.

It's more... younger.

Oh, yeah.

The fat ones are good for
eggs, not for meat.

–Do you understand?
–Yeah.

Over there they are this big.

Double the size.

Tasty, tasty.

It’s good, it’s ok to eat this.

You’re talkative today, huh?

You're happy, right?

I think it’s better for everybody.

Anyway,

thank you.

Excuse me.

The meat is hard,
you said it was soft.

What are you saying, kid?
You’re not eating meat, that’s bone!

That’s gross, licking the bones.

I’ll put some more for you,
what do you want?

Don't give me the neck.

What do you want?
Tell me what you want.

Neck is for dogs.

Do you want this thigh?

Gimme.

Let go of that bone now.

–You say it's hard...
–It tastes sweet.

Eat the soft part then!

Excuse me.

Do you really have to go?

Where will you go?

I’ll come get you someday.

I can be your helper.

I'm not afraid of anything.

Is that for me?

Thank you.

Jean!

♪ ...treacherous nights may come ♪

♪ If the cross is heavy,
Christ will be with you ♪

♪ The world may even
make you cry ♪

♪ But God wants you to smile ♪

Mr. Firmino was a good father,
a good grandfather

and a good husband.

As the foundation of
any man of character

is the solid womb called family.

Blessed be those who
keep their family together

despite any hardship.

And so says the bible:

Aristaeus

on the days of the creation
of this vast world

walked impaired and limp.

In need of nourishment,

Aristaeus saw a tree.

A single tree in the desert.

Feeling the last blow of faith that

still made his soul
hang onto his body,

Aristaeus approached it

and asked the tree for its last fruit.

The tree compassionately said
that it would give it to him

but that it was rotten

thus it would bring him
more harm than good

I KNOW

Aristaeus then asked for the leaves
so that he could make a broth.

The tree said that its leaves
were taken by fungi

and its toxicity would
bring him to death.

Aristaeus then asked for
shelter under its trunk.

“My wood is infested by termites.”

Aristaeus then asked:

"But if everything that you're made of
doesn't bring you valor,

why won't you give it up
to help a poor man?"

The tree then answered:

"Because without the
putridness that I'm consisted of

how could I know
my own truth?"

Word of the Lord.

Thanks be to God.

Get down, Jean!

Take this fuss out front,
grandma is asleep.

CHARCOAL