"O Lobo Atras da Porta" (2013) AKA "A Wolf At The Door"
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A WOLF AT THE DOOR
Hi, mrs. Arlete.
Hi, mom. Didn't you see her?
- What do you mean? - Clarinha left with Sheila.
Who's Sheila?
You were sick, your neighbor would come.
I'm not sick, I didn't call you today.
I don't have a neighbor named Sheila.
- What...? - What's going on?
Where's the girl?
Why is mrs. Sylvia telling me her daughter was kidnapped?
I don't know, sir. She called me, told me she was sick.
- Who? - Sylvia.
That's not what she's telling me.
Well... Then someone called pretending to be her.
- Who called? - How would I know?
She knew my name, she knew... I don't know...
So you just hand the kids to anyone, is that it?
- She wasn't "anyone". - Who, then?
- Sheila. - Who's Sheila?
- Mrs. Sylvia's neighbor. - She doesn't know any Sheila.
Well, maybe it was a different name. I think it was Sheila.
I didn't write it down. My memory's not good, maybe...
Teacher, please. Was it or wasn't it Sheila?
I don't...
- You're confused, aren't you? - I'm a bit...
Look at what's happening.
It's complicated, I'm not gonna lie. But focus.
Who's the woman who picked the girl instead of her mother?
So many mothers call...
They call all the time, I can't really know
if the voice was really hers. She said she was Sylvia.
Teacher, you must have a way of checking
if what they say is true.
How do you give children to strangers in a city like Rio?
She wasn't a stranger.
OK? She wasn't. The girl ran to her arms,
kissed her, hugged her. She was nice.
I don't just hand them out.
- How old is the girl? - 6 years old.
Six... Who took her to school today?
My husband, Bernardo, the father.
Right... And what does he do?
He's a supervisor in a bus company.
- And you? - I'm unemployed.
When was the last time you saw your daughter?
Today, at lunch hour, before she went to school.
Do you suspect anyone who'd pretend to be your neighbor?
No, no one... If I did, I would've gone after her.
Anyone with looking for revenge against you or your husband?
- No, no one. Mister... - Any fights in your building?
Nothing of the kind. It was a mistake, I'm sure.
They got the wrong girl.
Maybe they kidnapped the wrong girl,
we've got no money, nothing.
- Do you understand? - I see. Just a moment.
Let's go back to the questions. How long have you been married?
Why is that important now, for Heaven's sake?
I'm trying to understand how your relationship is.
- It's fine. It is. - It really is?
- Do you think he has a lover? - No...
- No? Are you sure? - No...
I don't know.
- "No" or "I don't know"? - I don't know, maybe.
- Sometimes he acts weird... - I see. Do you suspect anyone?
No, I couldn't even say. It's just a hunch.
And you?
Do you have or had a lover?
Enough.
- Is the commissioner here? - Bernardo?
Just a moment.
Boss.
Bernardo, the girl's father.
Excuse me.
Honey...
Rosa Maria Correa, she's the one who kidnapped my daughter.
I'm absolutely sure, chief. She thinks it's a joke.
She's messing with me. But it's a crime.
I need your help, I don't know what to do.
OK, OK, we're working on it.
Who is that woman, Rosa Maria Correa?
Rosa is a woman who'll be at Oswaldo Cruz Station,
we arranged to meet there.
I'm absolutely sure she did this to scare me.
It's all a joke. She'll be there with my daughter.
- What time...? - 7 PM.
- 7 PM at Oswaldo Cruz. Correct? - Yes, sir.
And what is your relationship with this woman, Rosa Maria?
Your lover?
For how long have you had this extramarital relationship?
One year. I can't believe she did this to me.
She's not coming, buddy.
If she's not, I don't know what to do.
Do you know where she lives?
With her parents, but I don't think she's there.
Any idea where she might be now?
So we'll start by the house.
- Where is it? - Marechal Lemes St.
Let's go.
- Yes? - I'd like to talk, please.
- Yes? - Rosa Maria Correa?
I'd like to talk to her.
Rosa. Rosa!
Rosa, my daughter, they want to talk to you.
Rosa, come...
Did anything happen?
Ms. Rosa?
You're being accused of kidnapping Clarinha.
Boss. Rosa.
- Your name? - Rosa.
Full name, honey.
Rosa Maria Correa.
- Age? - 25.
- Marital status? - Single.
Profession?
I was a telemarketing operator.
- "Was"? - Yes, I left.
Put down "unemployed", Souza.
Let's go. Where's the girl?
What girl?
Clara, Bernardo and Sylvia's daughter.
I don't know what you're talking, sorry.
The girl who was kidnapped today, we know you took her.
Me? No... What is this?
Listen, Rosa...
We already know of your affair with Bernardo,
kidnapping is a crime...
But if you help me solve this quickly,
they may even withdraw the complaint.
All they want is their daughter, as pretty as when they left her.
I have nothing to do with this.
OK...
Let me try again. You do know Bernardo, right?
I know a Bernardo, I don't know if it's the same.
Do you have an affair with him?
I had.
So, you like fucking married men?
No need to answer that. Didn't you arrange
to meet him today at Oswaldo Cruz station, 7 PM?
I did.
You were going to show up with his daughter.
What daughter? I wasn't taking any kids, come on!
OK. Just stay there.
Teacher, do you recognize that woman as that Sheila...?
Guys, that's her! It's you, huh?
OK, it was me.
- But I don't know where she is. - Didn't I tell you?
OK, thank you, teacher. You can go home and rest...
Maybe think of a new job, not a very good daycare owner...
- I'll be at your disposal. - Don't go far.
- Where is this child? - I don't know.
Look, I told the truth. I only did what I was told.
I delivered her to another woman, that's all.
She asked me to. I did nothing to the girl, I swear.
Another woman? Who?
Nice to meet you, I'm Beth.
- Rosa. - I know your name's Rosa.
- What do you want with me? - I want you to do something.
My man's cheating on me with a slut. A married bitch.
Those two sons of bitches meet
when her husband sneaks out
to meet a certain somebody, right, Rosa?
Pretty flower...
I don't know about that...
I know you have an affair with Bernardo, don't play dumb.
Do what you want, I don't fucking care.
It's you ass, not mine. It's your problem.
My problem's with Sylvia, his wife. Your pal.
I don't know what Mario saw in her, she screws him around,
treats him like a dog and he keeps chasing her.
What do I care?
I'll scare that bitch, and you'll help me.
- Me? - Yeah.
It'll be a scare for your lover boy, too.
You know the girl, right? Their child?
So...
I'll call the school, say that I'm Sylvia,
that I'm sick, I don't know... That my neighbor, you, Sheila,
is picking the girl up before class ends.
You get that girl and bring her to me, do you hear?
Don't make that asshole face, I won't harm the girl.
It's just a scare.
Just a 24-hour disappearance.
So that mom freaks out. I'll return her later,
with a note telling that bitch not to mess
with other women's men.
Do that alone...
Sure, I'll just go looking like this to pick the girl up.
Stop the clown act. The girl never saw me.
You go.
She's tired of seeing you.
You and her daddy. Right, ms. Rosa?
- I'm not doing it. - I'm not fooling around, girl!
Lower your voice when you talk to me.
If you don't go I'll tell Sylvia what you do with Bernardo.
You'll lose him then. I know you don't want that.
You're a skank just like her...
Stop messing around. Drink that shit, I paid for it.
And where did that Beth go with the girl?
How would I know?
I don't know, I just delivered the girl.
She said it was only a scare, I don't know.
She told me she lives near my house.
Tito, go to this bar she's talking about,
see if anyone knows this Beth.
- It's near the station. - OK.
You'll be detained here,
what you did is a crime anyway.
We still need to understand the gravity of this prank
when the kid shows up.
If you please, citizen.
Any news, chief?
No, mr. Bernardo. Unfortunately, no news of the girl for now.
I asked you to come back because I need
details about your involvement with Rosa, I want to understand.
It was just a normal affair, chief.
It just happened, sex without emotional attachment...
Routine.
Men stuff,
it's inevitable, it just happens to us, you know how it's like.
No, I don't, mr. Bernardo.
I met Rosa at Oswaldo Cruz Station.
I never hid from her that I had a wife and daughter.
Never.
- Mom? - Hi, honey.
I'll be right there. Good morning, honey.
Let daddy sleep some more.
Bro, I don't even wanna argue. I've had enough of soccer.
We can't even make a team.
Speaking of which, there will be a rematch.
- I can't come, man. - Why not?
- I work. - It's your day off. I checked.
I work, buddy. As far as Sylvia knows, I work.
Bro, you really are a motherfucker...
What's the catch, Bernardo?
I've got some tail, buddy.
I need her full profile now.
Cute, from Marechal, met her at the station, foxy, hot...
- And the baby's name? - Rosa.
Rosa... When will you introduce her to me?
Never. You're a vulture, I'm a hawk. Fuck no.
- Stop being so individualist... - What...?
Don't you tell anyone...
I won't fucking say anything, it's in the vault.
But tell her to get me two pretty ladies...
Who was it?
I don't know.
Why didn't you pick up?
I need to sleep, honey. I get up early tomorrow for work.
But at this time of night, Bernardo? Who'd call?
- How would I know... - Wrong number?
Or maybe Andre, bugging me at a time like this...
Let me see.
What do you mean, "Let me see?"
You'll do no such thing.
Why, are you hiding anything?
No, I'm not. You know I hate people messing with my phone.
We talked about it, did you forget?
- No, I didn't. - Fine, then.
Then look and see who it was.
I don't know that number.
Then call back and ask who it is.
I'm not going to call.
It could be important...
- Then he'll call again! - OK...
OK!
- Good night. - Good night, wife. I love you.
Are you keeping the light on?
Are you sleeping holding on to your phone?
Aren't you going to sleep?
I lost my sleep.
Smoking in the bedroom, is that it?
Smoking in the bedroom, Sylvia?! I've asked not to before!
It's going to leave a smell.
Now you're turning that on? Why turn it on, Sylvia?
It will just spread the...
- That's PMS. - I wish.
Then you have nothing better to do.
Perhaps.
It's too much energy to spend...
I know, bottled energy... My husband only sleeps...
The one who gave up
on using this bed for other things except sleep was you.
Do you wanna argue?
Weren't you sleepy?
Do you wanna fight?
I don't want you to end your marriage.
I just want us not to stop being...
I want us to keep seeing each other.
I don't know if I want it anymore.
No, baby. Stop that.
Stop that...
Let's see each other...
Come on...
Let's meet tomorrow.
Tomorrow at 6:30 in front of the apartment, OK?
Is that a yes?
Yeah?
Tomorrow.
6:30 at the apartment, OK?
God...
I didn't know it was that easy to buy a weapon nowadays...
What are you talking about, little one?
Yeah... I thought a license was necessary...
It should be.
What do you mean, "gun license"? Do you want to buy a gun?
I already bought it.
- You bought a gun... - I did.
A revolver.
Very small...
Woman-like.
What...?
You're not joking, you're serious?
You bought a gun? Why?
You're scaring me... Why, why did you buy a gun?
- Personal defense. - "Personal defense"?
You're going to walk around with a gun?
Going everywhere with a gun?
I don't know...
"I don't know"? That's a crime!
You can't do that, you could be arrested.
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
Arrested and handcuffed...
Well, it would solve your problem... Right?
I bought one.
Don't joke with me, I'm getting scared.
You bought a gun, just like that?
You have a gun right here?
In your purse? Is the gun here?
In your purse?
Don't look at me like that, stop scaring me.
Do you have one? Answer me!
Isn't the girl going to eat?
Playing ball at dinner time...
Is this how you raised her?
Yes, the same as you, honey.
Clarinha, please stop with the ball, honey,
- come have dinner with daddy. - Dad...
Actually, who got her this ball?
That friend of Rita's, Silvia. Remember her?
No.
She goes to a dentist nearby and sometimes she drops by.
She brought Clarinha a ball, she likes her.
I don't know Rita's friends. What's her name?
- Silvia. - Silvia is your name.
I know it is, but she's also Silvia.
Hers is with an "I", mine is with a "Y".
What does she look like?
Well, Bernardo... She's pretty, young...
White skin, short hair, red-headed, a mole on the lip.
Pretty.
I don't know any pretty red-heads with moles,
be careful. I don't know that woman.
Don't accept anything else from her.
Don't let her in this house. If she insists, call the police.
You're overreacting, Bernardo. She's telling the truth.
- She's not. - How can you be so sure?
I don't know, but we see such atrocities on the TV...
We should be careful about that woman,
we shouldn't trust strangers...
Evil comes from unexpected places.
Fine, Bernardo. Fine.
Promise me you won't meet her again.
I promise.
After that, I barely saw Rosa.
Until yesterday, when she called arranging to meet
at Oswaldo Cruz station, tonight at 7.
And were you going?
Sure, she said it was the last time.
And you believed her?
Mr. Bernardo, anything else you'd like to add...
Anything I need to know?
I don't know.
There's something, but I don't think it means anything.
- Well, if it doesn't... - Maybe.
Tell me, citizen.
I got a phone call not a long time ago from a woman,
she said her husband or boyfriend...
According to her, that man was my wife's lover.
They'd meet in the afternoon while I was working,
but I didn't believe it too much.
I'm sure this is Rosa's thing,
that she asked a skank friend to call me.
Just to bother me. Rosa was already crazy.
And that person, what did she want?
Just to tell you that?
She wanted to scare me, she said if I went home they'd be in bed.
I hung up.
Don't you think it can be true somehow?
No, I'm sure Sylvia would never cheat on me.
So, you're telling me all this... why?
OK, let's see. Mr. Bernardo,
did this person who called you give you a name?
Can you remember it?
I think I remember...
It was a short name...
Bia...
Beth...
I don't know, chief, it could be another name. Jane...
Bel, Beth... I don't know, I just remember it was short.
- OK. And she didn't call again? - Never again.
OK...
Mr. Bernardo, I think that's it.
If you want to go home and rest, you can take your wife...
If we hear anything, we'll contact you.
Thank you.
Excuse me, commissioner.
- Can I talk to you? - Sure.
I know that woman.
What is she doing here?
Is she involved in my daughter's disappearance?
We're still checking that. Where do you know her from?
She's a friend. Silvia, my friend.
- And you've known her for...? - For a short while.
Where did you meet her, exactly?
In the neighborhood, she went to a dentist close by.
She's a friend of a good friend of ours, Rita.
An old friend of Bernardo's.
- Are you sure of that? - Yes, I'm sure.
I mean, no... I don't know...
When we met, I didn't recognize her at first,
but I don't believe... I don't believe
she's involved with Clarinha's disappearance, it's not...
Why didn't you tell me about this woman before?
I need to talk to you.
Excuse me for a moment.
What have we got?
We combed the whole neighborhood.
No one ever heard of a Beth
or someone with that crazy description.
Here's what you'll do:
Tell them to continue the search, she may show up.
Then take Sylvia and finish her statement.
OK, got it.
I'm getting sick of it, I'm becoming a couple's therapist.
I didn't join the Force for this.
Right...
Inspector, ask someone to bring me some coffee, please.
And that bitch too, I'll put some pressure on her.
Let's do it.
Do you know what this is?
Coffee.
Very good. Coffee. But not normal coffee.
This is police coffee.
Meaning, it's a shitty coffee...
Warm...
And I hope, Rosa, you'll tell me everything I want to know
before this coffee gets cold.
But since this coffee
is really shitty, I'll have to drink it slowly,
one sip at a time. Meaning:
It will get cold faster.
I don't understand...
Where are you getting at with this coffee story?
What I'm trying to say is you shouldn't waste your time,
better yet, my time, trying to fool me.
We've been through that whole area,
we know there's no Beth, she's a figment of your imagination.
A good one, by the way. Congratulations.
They didn't search properly.
Rosa...
You've probably seen on TV, on the papers, magazines...
Books... Do you read books?
Fine. You've probably seen on TV,
that the police is not usually friendly,
condescending or nice to people who try to fool the police.
In here, shit gets real.
Of course, sometimes we get an innocent one,
we beat his ass, and then the politicians come,
the NGOs, human rights...
They all show up to make some noise.
But sometimes we get lucky and get a scumbag.
A criminal.
Like you. Just like yourself.
And then... No one feels sorry.
Meaning: I can do with you whatever I want
so you tell me what I want to listen.
I can break your teeth, your fingers...
No one will complain, you know why?
Because happily, in this country, in this city:
Rapists, elderly beaters
people who mistreat children, crimes against children...
Fera da Penha, Fera de Duque de Caxias, Maluco de Realengo...
No one feels sorry for them.
People will knock on our door asking to lynch you.
But I can make it easy for you if you collaborate. So...
I'll tell you.
Please.
I didn't tell the whole truth but I didn't lie.
This Beth exists, I just don't know if her name's really Beth.
Do you want to know where the girl is?
She's safe.
No one will harm her.
I'll tell you everything.
Are you following me?
- Me? - Yeah.
No.
Too bad.
I mean, maybe...
- Are you or aren't you? - I am.
What for?
Just to know your name.
- Just my name? - Yeah.
- Dahlia. - Dahlia?
What a different name... Pretty name.
Thank you.
I'm lying, it's Rosa.
I knew it wasn't!
Rosa? Mine's Bernardo.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
Did you just want to know my name?
For starters.
And you...
Where are you going?
- Home. - Home? Where do you live?
- Marechal. - Marechal?
If you go to the next station with me, I can give you a ride.
Don't look at me like that, my car's old but it's...
A sports car, stylish... You'll like it.
Does it smell of gasoline?
My car?
It does...
It does?
Well, I won't deny it, it's old, so it smells of gas...
I go crazy on gas smell.
Are you kidding me? You like the gas smell?
I do...
So... Perfect.
I don't really understand cars or brands...
I won't know which one it is.
No need, you just have to like the gas smell. Are you in?
OK, you're in. Let's go. I'll tell you everything.
We'll keep each other company.
Fine.
Bernardo.
Rosa.
- Is this your apartment? - No.
- No? - No.
Why didn't you take me to your home?
- Do you live with someone? - I do.
- With whom? - With my mom.
Aren't you a little old to live with your mom?
My mom's very lonely...
Lonely, old...
She's sick. She needs someone to take care of her.
I see...
To our meeting.
- Whose apartment is this? - A friend's.
Is he coming soon?
No, he practically lives in his girlfriend's house.
We have it all to ourselves.
Beautiful.
Do we have all night?
Practically. More or less.
What do you mean, "more or less"?
I need to get back home, I can't leave my mom alone.
OK...
Is this your uniform?
Yeah...
Did you like it?
- What is this? - Curious girl...
Do you work in this company?
- Yeah... - Doing what?
It says, right there.
Are you a bus driver?
I'm not a bus driver, I'm their boss.
So important... I'm sorry!
I knocked my glass, let's just put it here.
- I'm sorry. - It's OK.
You look hot in this shirt.
I look a lot better without it.
Oh, yeah? Let me see...
- Hi. - Hi.
- Do you work here? - I do.
- Vanderley. - Wanderley. Wander...
Wander...
- Listen, do you know Bernardo? - Bernardo?
Of course, Bernardo...
- Can you get him for me? - I can't.
- Why not? - He already left.
I don't know his schedule...
Usually it's really around this time,
but today he had to leave.
- His wife called, he had to... - What wife?
Well, his wife.
- Is he married? - Very married.
No, I'm talking about a Bernardo from Sao Paulo...
Yes, from Sao Paulo. Bernardo, from Sao Paulo.
That's him. Same guy. My friend.
Is he really married? Are you sure?
He is...
- What's your name? - Rosa.
Rosa... You really are pretty!
He told me about you. About you two...
- Did he? - He did. You're his fling.
And he didn't tell you he's married... Son of a bitch.
Don't you tell him I told you.
You didn't hear this from me. He's my friend.
Keep it to yourself, OK?
You did me a favor. It's cool.
Bye, I have to go.
- Why did you lie to me? - I lied to you?
You said you lived with your sick mother...
I know you have a wife and a small daughter.
I didn't want to lose you, Rosa.
I thought if I told you right away you'd leave.
That's the only reason. I'm sorry.
I didn't lie, I just...
I wasn't going to tell you now.
And when would you tell me?
Huh?
You'd fuck me until you had enough and then you'd tell me.
Not a chance. I really like you.
I really do...
I don't think we met by accident.
I really like you, I just didn't want
to miss this opportunity, that's all.
- And your wife? - What about my wife?
Do you like your wife?
I love my wife.
I don't know what will happen from now on with us.
But I really want you.
I want to enjoy this, I want to be with you,
I don't know our future, I don't know anything.
Just let it happen.
We can be together.
It's nice.
We'll have fun.
I wouldn't lie to you.
Really.
I don't like lies.
Neither do I.
I don't mind being your lover. For now.
After a while, I don't know what will happen.
If I will still want it...
- Yeah? - Yeah.
But I want you to promise me one thing:
Whatever you want.
You won't lie to me again.
I won't lie to you again, I promise.
And you won't stop seeing me.
Never. Little girl, I'll never stop seeing you.
Really.
I want you.
- Don't worry about that... - No, no, no...
- Let's use it. - I'm on the pill.
- There are no chances, I swear. - I don't know...
- Just come... - Don't...
- It's better... - Don't do this...
Don't do this to me...
I wish I could get a two-month vacation.
I'd get my car and drive up the coast until Recife.
You know? Stopping every time...
No stress, no headache...
Just really enjoying it.
Free, without any problems...
- I really wanted that. - Go, then.
But, hey: We wouldn't sleep in hotels,
we wouldn't sleep in inns,
we wouldn't sleep anywhere.
Just here, like this. In the car.
- Just like this? - Like a gypsy, like this.
Fine...
Looking at the stars, smelling the ocean...
Together.
You and me, close, next to each other...
- Me? - Of course.
Come with me.
- I'm in. - Let's go?
Delicious.
- And your wife? - What about her?
What excuse would you make up for her?
I don't know.
I don't.
Sometimes I do that too, I make plans with you...
I know I shouldn't, but... It happens.
When I realize it, I'm thinking...
Do you think that's bad?
But you don't think I should fool myself...
Let's go get some ice cream... Any flavor you want.
- Sylvia? - Yes, that's me.
- Sylvia... Clarinha! - Yeah...
Wow, what a coincidence!
- You don't remember me. - No. I'm sorry, you're...
- Silvia. - Yes, I'm Sylvia.
- No, I'm Silvia too. - Oh, sorry.
- I'm Rita's friend, remember? - Rita's...?
- Yes, Rita. - Rita... Little Rita?
- Yes, Little Rita! - From high school?
- High school, exactly. - Wow... Did you go there too?
No, but we met one day, girl!
It was you, me, Clarinha...
She's so pretty, with that same face...
But she was younger then...
I'm sorry, help me... Where did we meet?
Your husband was there, too. What was his name?
- Bernardo. - Bernardo, exactly.
I think it was at St. Penha's party.
But, wow... What a coincidence I ran into you here.
I'm so glad, I've been walking but I can't find...
Could you give me a glass of water?
Of course, no problem.
Come, honey. Let's get her some water.
- I'll be out in a second. - Can I ask for another favor?
I mean, if it's not a bother...
I kinda have to go... Can I use your bathroom?
- Sure. - Really? Won't it be a bother?
No, come in.
You don't have visitors, do you?
No, I was just home all day with my daughter.
Thank you, such a relief...
Don't worry.
- Your house's so pretty... - Don't mind the mess.
- Wow, such a great space... - Yeah, it's great.
- You can't see it from outside. - You really can't... It's good.
I'm just making some coffee. Don't you want to sit down?
- Really? Won't I be a bother? - Don't worry, come on.
- Have you seen Rita? - No. It's been a long time.
- Me, too... A long time. - I miss her.
Yeah... I don't even know what she's doing, where she lives.
Do you know if she's still with that guy?
- As far as I know... - As far as you know?
What? Yes or no?
God, what a question... Those two kept fighting,
- breaking up, going back... - Yeah, right?
- And... Do you live nearby? - No.
- But I go to a dentist nearby. - Oh, really?
- 2 streets from here. - A dentist, here?
There is, yeah...
And do you have to go back there often?
Root canal, yeah... I have to.
Yeah, it takes a long time...
Well...
If you're ever around and you need anything...
- Thank you. - Don't worry.
- Such a coincidence, huh? - Tell me about it.
- Damn... - Rita's friend...
Right?
I think it's going to pour today.
Do you think your wife is suspicious of us?
I do.
And does she accept it?
In a way... She doesn't give it to me at home...
Aren't you afraid she'll get a lover, too?
Sylvia...?
I doubt it.
If I were you I'd be careful about that certainty.
Enough chatter. Come.
Enough talk, come.
What is this?!
Stop, stop, stop...
I even lost track of the game...
- I lost... - Wait, I think I'm dizzy.
- Really? - Really.
Do you have low blood pressure?
No, it's just... Sometimes, when I drink, I get sick.
Wait, let me get you some water.
Wow...
Sylvia, I'm feeling sick, I think I'm going to vomit.
Don't vomit in front of me, I'm terrified of vomit.
- No, it's serious... - Here.
Drink it.
Thank you.
- Best thing there is. - What?
Water...
Don't you want to take a shower?
No, it's not necessary...
Take a shower, you'll feel fresh, I'm sure.
So?
- Do you think? - Sure. I'll get you a towel.
- Are you feeling better? - More or less.
Yeah? Don't you want to lie down?
- It's not necessary... - Lie down, it'll do you good.
OK, but... What side do you sleep on?
You can pick either one, it's not a problem.
- That's the one I sleep. - Yeah?
You know, even I feel a little queasy...
Lie down for a bit.
I think I still have time before picking Clarinha up.
Slut.
Dirty. Filthy!
- Never dare see my wife again! - What are you talking about?
- "What are you talking about?" - Stop, stop!
What did you do? Don't act innocent.
Why did you go there?
- Why did you go there?! - Let me go!
Do you think this is a joke? Do you?
- Should I let you go? - Let me go.
Do you? Do you want me to?
You don't. You don't want me to let you go.
If I let you go, you'll never see my face again.
Do that. Go! Get out of my life!
Is that what you want? That's not!
You want me inside you. Slut!
- Take off your panties. - Stop.
- Take off your fucking panties! - Stop!
Take off your panties!
Come on, quick!
These fucking panties... Spread your legs.
- Spread your fucking legs. - No, no...
- Spread your legs! - No, stop... Stop!
Then spread them.
More. Let me see inside. Spread them.
Now say it.
Do you want another beating? Say what you want.
- I want to leave. - Leave, my ass!
You want me inside you!
Come closer...
Now repeat after me.
"I want you to fuck me."
- I want you to fuck me. - Louder!
- I want you to fuck me. - Yes.
Now ask.
- "Please. Please." - Please.
Yes... Now say it.
"Please, I want you to fuck me."
Please, I want you to fuck me.
- "For the rest of my life." - For the rest of my life.
Now all together.
"I want you to fuck me for the rest of my life!"
Please, I want you to fuck me for the rest of my life.
You wish.
Stop, stop...
Promise me you'll never look for my wife?
Promise me?
Do you sell payphone cards?
We have small, medium and large.
Give me a large one.
And a soda, too.
- Can I talk to you a minute? - Fuck, girl, what is it?
If it's those gospel conversion things, go find someone else.
No, I'm not like that, don't worry.
Amen, Jesus, good for you. I'm far from pure,
go somewhere else, don't fuck with my patience.
I just wanted to ask you for a favor.
Fuck, I must be a lighting rod for crazies. What do you want?
Could you make me a phone call?
Are you trying to scam me, girl?
Not you.
It's fast. Here...
I'll give you this.
Hello? Darling...
Are you gonna keep suggesting me?
Hey, Bernardo...
This is Beth here.
No, you don't know me but I know your skanky wife,
that bitch Sylvia,
who's been hitting on my man,
fucking and having an affair with him for a while now.
Do you doubt it? Then leave and...
Leave your job now and go to your house.
See if she's not fucking my man in your bed, you cuckold.
That's why you're a cuckold.
If you don't fix her, I will.
I'll break her teeth, she'll swallow them with her food.
She's good with her ass but not with her food.
Who the fuck is Rosa, boy?
I'm not Rosa, my name's Beth. I told you...
If being a cuckold's not enough, you're deaf.
He hung up.
- That's fine. - Should I call again?
Tell me.
I want to tell you something, but...
I hope you don't get me wrong.
Don't worry, tell me.
I don't know if you've realized,
but ever since we started hanging out...
- I changed a bit. - You have a new haircut.
Yeah, that too...
That didn't change a lot, actually.
I actually just want to thank you.
- What for? - I don't know, I think...
You gave me that push, you know?
My relationship with Bernardo, it's at a place
where we either stick together or we split, you know?
- I do... - Yeah.
But I'm also to blame, I wasn't very nice to him.
I kinda lost my lust for him.
- It's normal in long marriages. - I know it's normal, but...
He started being distant because of that, you know?
But recently our relationship started changing.
I think it's because you showed up.
- Me? - Yeah.
You... Spending time together, you know...
I don't know.
He started realizing I'm not so irritating, I'm more open.
And yesterday, when he got home,
we had sex in a way, Silvia...
Like we hadn't in years, you know? Like that...
I think our love
is much stronger now.
It's closer, I don't know...
I think you're...
a bit responsible for all these changes.
Crazy, huh?
Do you think it's stupid?
No...
What are you doing here?
Come here. Rosa, come here!
- You're avoiding me. - Avoiding?
I told you not to come to my street.
Tell me what are you doing here?! Get in.
- Why are you here? - You're avoiding me.
I'm not, I just didn't have time lately. That's all.
Get in. Get in, Rosa, get in!
Say it.
You know you want to.
You don't want us anymore and you're not brave to say it.
I just need some time to think, Rosa.
About what? You know what you want.
How can you say that?
Do you ever think about leaving your wife to be with me?
- Do you? - No.
Honey, your marriage is over, anyone can see that.
- Give us a chance. - Are you crazy?
Why insist on something without a future?
That's exactly what I've been thinking.
I'm the one that has no future for you?
Is that it?
- My period's late. - What?
- Yeah. - What did you say?
- It's late. - What do you mean, "It's late"?
You're on the pill, you told me you were.
I am, but sometimes I forget... - How can you forget?!
Rosa, how do you forget this, this is not a joke!
It's not a joke, this can't be happening!
You know what you'll do if it's true, right?
- What? - Rosa, I have a family!
I have a daughter, I have a fucking life!
I can't keep putting kids in the world.
- Do you want me to take it out? - It's the only way.
I don't know if I want to.
What...? You don't know if you want to?
You don't even know if you're pregnant!
You don't... Get out of the car.
- Here? - Get out. Right here.
Wait...
Look for a drug store, take the test
and only come back with the results. Go!
Get out! Go! You're crazy, go!
I'll pee my pants...
- Hang on! - I can't, God...
- Rosa... - In a second!
Finally, Bernardo.
I took the drug store test.
It's positive.
I wasn't about to joke with this, it's serious.
I won't take it out,
I'm having this child and you won't stop me.
Don't worry, he won't know who the father is.
You can have your family, your life, your wife...
Maybe even I will forget who the father is.
Don't come looking for me.
I accept being without you but I want this child.
I won't pick up your phone calls.
I don't want to talk anymore, if you insist I'll move.
Erase my number from your phone.
Don't worry, leave it to me.
Yes?
Good afternoon, may I speak to Rosa?
Just a minute, please.
Rosa.
Rosa...
There's a man who wants to talk to you.
Come on, honey, go!
- Hi. - Hi.
What do you want?
I want to talk to you. Can we?
OK, speak.
- Come closer. - You can talk from there.
Calm down, woman. It's just a talk, come.
Let's talk. Properly.
Come on... Just a little.
There. Speak.
Not with this gate... Come outside, come on.
What do you want?
I'm worried about you.
It's true, I'm worried about you.
I want to take you to a real doctor.
These drug store tests are not reliable.
- I know. - So, let's go to a doctor.
I have a friend who's a doctor, he'll do the proper tests.
So we know if you're pregnant or not.
- I'm not taking it out. - I'm not saying that.
Let's go with me. We'll do the exams first.
We can't keep discussing over a hypothesis.
We go, check it out...
We don't even know if it's true.
We'll talk afterwards.
Let's go...
- What, now? - Now. His schedule just opened.
Let's take the tests and rest our minds...
Come on.
Put your shoes on and let's go.
Linhares.
Long time no see...
This is Rosa.
Come in, please.
Hello.
Are you afraid of drawing blood?
I'm just a bit scared of needles, but that's normal.
I know what it's like. Just look over there,
sometimes you can get impressed...
Just look at that fellow there.
What...? Wait, get it out!
Wait... Stop, stop!
Put her on top here...
Calm down...
What have you done to me?
Hey.
Hey...
You'll be alright...
Easy...
Now rest.
Good night.
Faster. Faster!
Be careful! Hold on...
Silvia!
Girl, you disappeared!
- I was sick. - Oh, really?
- Was it serious? - No. It's gone.
- Have a seat, let's chat. - Where's Clarinha?
Over there, with her friends.
- I brought her a gift. - Honey... Really?
Hi, Clarinha!
Do you remember mommy's friend? Do you remember me?
Hi, auntie...
I brought you a gift.
Wow, look... What could it be?
- Open it! - Stop swinging so you can open.
What could it be?
It's wrapped...
Let mommy hold the box.
Get it.
Look, guys!
What is it?
So pretty!
Bernardo, I want to ask you something.
I know things are not good between us.
I know you're tired of it all, and so am I,
but I'd like to ask you for one last date.
I don't know what will happen, if we'll just
look at each other, if we'll talk...
If we'll kiss and make love, I don't know.
But I want to see you one last time.
And I promise I'll never look for you again.
One last date, tomorrow at 7.
At the station we met.
I peed my pants...
Just now?
But... Why didn't you tell me you had to go?
Come here, come here. Quick.
This'll do, right?
Do you want anything to drink?
- I do. - What do you want?
- An orange juice. - May I help you?
I'd like an orange juice. Do you have it?
- Yes. - How much is it?
R$2,00.
- Thank you. - Can you wait for me here?
Stay here, OK?
Let's go? Come.
Will you let me cut a lock of your hair?
What for?
As a souvenir. Will you let me?
- I will. - Then turn around.
Just stand still, OK?
It'll be very small...
Look straight ahead.
Hi, honey. Good evening.
Good evening, mom.
- Are you hungry? - No.
There's meat in the fridge.
There's rice, beans...
I can fry an egg, if you want.
- Yes? - Good evening.
- I'd like to talk, please.
Rosa.
Rosa, my daughter, they want to talk to you.
Rosa...
Rosa, come...
The declarant, Rosa Maria Correa,
also said she doesn't regret what she did
and doesn't want to talk about it anymore.
When asked where the revolver came from,
she answered: "It's easier to get one than you think."
She stated she's not interested in knowing what happens to her,
that she doesn't want a lawyer or any kind of defense
because she's aware of the responsibility of her actions
and she doesn't want anyone's forgiveness.
She said no more.
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Brazilian curiosities:
"Fera da Penha", "Fera de Duque de Caxias"
and "Maluco de Realengo" were the nicknames given
to 3 famous child killers in Brazil.
This movie is actualy based on "Fera da Penha",
a woman who killed her lover's daughter
in Rio, 1960, by becoming friends with the mother
after she found out he was married.