What day is it today?
When I was a little girl...
I used to think that the moon was like a fingernail...
that someone trimmed, and then it grew again.
Such nonsense.
Which one is your star again, Antonio?
How old am I?
You're still around here, son?
The money's yours now, Mother Santinha.
What money?
I was gonna leave everything I have to Mosca.
And you think they'd let me see a cent of your money, son?
All the lawyers in Brazil would gang up...
to stop that money from getting to an old black woman in the Baixada.
Make yourself comfortable. I gotta take this food to Dabé's boys.
"Food"?
I'll be right back. And keep it down, the kids are asleep.
They have school tomorrow.
- Professor Antonio Santale? - II. Antonio Santale II.
Welcome, Professor. How was your trip?
Did you have a nice trip?
Rodrigo Fontes, from the Ministry of Science and Technology.
- Miss Sonia, my assistant. - Nice to meet you.
The minister sent me to welcome you.
- Tell him I appreciate that. - Our car is waiting for you.
Kinda hot, isn't it?
You know, maybe the president himself will come to Rio de Janeiro...
to personally give you the Order of the National Merit.
Doesn't the president have anything better to do?
You'll like the hotel, it's right on the beach.
- Lf you wanna stay till Christmas... - No, thanks.
Why me?
Come in.
Excuse me, Professor.
Time for your press conference, Professor.
Sir! Taxi, sir?
Sorry, my bad.
Knock it off, Mom! He doesn't even wanna see it!
- Go ahead. - Okay.
Shit.
Looking in your eyes
While I kiss Your fingers, I'll say
Good night, my love
My greatest love
I'm going to dream of you
And all my pain
I'll soon forget
Everything okay?
You're fatter.
Must be the cortisone.
I'm gonna die, Dad.
Everyone dies.
Everyone dies eventually.
It's in English.
"Due to the impossibility of extracting the tumor...
because it is located in the brain, the patient..."
- I'm the patient. "The patient..." - who are you gonna attack this time?
- What? - Those rockets you're helping...
the Americans to build. What country are you gonna invade now?
My work hasn't got anything to do with war.
Of me Of me
With the caress of a kiss
That we only desired
Good night, my greatest love
Did you come to die in Brazil?
I came to be decorated by the government.
Maybe it'll be on the TV. You'll be able to see me.
The TV set here is crappy. It's been out of order for a long time.
And I am collecting signatures...
to demand that they do not fix it.
Your breath is terrible, Dad.
The maestro is tired. I think he's been playing too much domino.
I've only got a few weeks to live, Dad. Aren't you gonna say anything?
- You should've met your mother. - 94, and still going. Nice, isn't it?
And he's gonna live many years more. You'll see.
1950 world Cup, final match.
Brazil had licked every national team there was in Europe.
It just needed a draw with Uruguay to be the world champion.
More than 200,000 people crowded Maracană...
to celebrate the championship even before the match had begun.
Uruguay was the dark horse. It was going to be easy.
When Brazil opened the score, there were fireworks...
the whole country went crazy.
"1-0, Brazil!"
But then...
then Uruguay scored.
With only ten minutes to go, ten, nothing more...
Ghiggia, Uruguay's right-fielder...
scored another goal...
giving the victory to Uruguay.
Your mother.
We were just rehearsing. Right, Antonio?
Rehearsing for the party.
It's very nice, I'm not complaining.
I just think you could try and sing another song.
You've been singing that one for ten years. No one can't stand it anymore.
You said I should've met my mother.
- Did I? - You mean my biological mother.
You and Mom always told me no one knew...
who my real father and mother were.
Did you know my biological mother?
You don't deserve to know anything about her.
I have a right to know.
Please.
This woman between me and Carolina is Mrs. Irene.
She was the one who gave you to me.
- Is she my mother? - No. She is...
She knew your mother.
- Where can I find this Mrs. Irene? - Hell if I know.
After she gave you to me, I've never seen her again. You're on your own.
If you went to see her that day, you know where she lives.
How could I forget?
Irene works for me.
Who is it, Zezé?
Who's there, Zezé?
I've come for the boy, Mrs. Irene.
I love you, Regina Helena.
He told her he loves her, and she told him she loves him.
I can hear that! I wanna know what they're doing.
He's taking her to the bedroom, taking her bra off...
touching her boobs... Now he's taking her panty off.
I don't have the faintest idea about who used to live here before us.
There must be some clue of this Mrs. Irene around here.
Yeah. Maybe.
After she sold us this house, Mrs. Irene went back up North.
- Go on, kid. - Now they're in the bedroom.
- He's telling her he... - Did you know her?
Not her. I used to know a friend of hers who came here...
to pick up Mrs. Irene's mail.
That girl was called Zezé.
- I used to fuck that Zezé gal a lot. - Dad!
- Do you know where she lives? - You mean where she used to live.
It was a long time ago. I don't have her address.
I know only that it was close to a river, here in Baixada Fluminense.
Mr. Salvador! We need money to survive.
- How much? - About...
20 reais.
No. 50.
- What's your line of work? - You can tell him, Mr. Salvador!
Zezé once told me on which station she got on the train to come here.
She came by herself...
and when I was home alone...
Now the guy's kissing the girl. He's sticking his mouth in her tongue.
Shut up, kid! Shut up!
It was only later that I found out she was black.
- Your change. - Keep it.
Thanks.
Wait.
- Is there a river around here? - On the other side of the station.
You're definitely not from around here.
Boy.
Lemme do it! I'm gonna kick!
Make way, come on!
- Kick it, kick it, kick it! - Get on him, come on, come on!
Get on him, get on him!
Motherfucker! Are you nuts, you faggot?! Fuckin' motherfucker!
Fuck! Are you nuts?!
You faggot!
A
It's A! A!
Antonio, easy, son. Don't be like that.
Antonio, stop it, dear. Stop, darling. Don't do that.
So, Pops, what's it gonna be, black or white?
- What? - You want weed or coke?
I've got fives and tens here.
- Gimme that shit. - Here, play it.
- You think you're funny. - No, I don't need that.
Pay no mind to him, Pops. That's Julinho.
He's on the take. We have a deal with him.
You some reporter after street kids? You can interview me for 20 bucks.
Do you live around here?
I'm a local Ever since I was born
My name's Robson Because Mom wanted it that way
But you can call me Mosca That's my name in the hood
That's what all my posse And all the hoes call me
Y'know, dude?
I'm looking for a lady called Zezé. Zezé something-or-other.
- She should be about... - we got plenty of Zezés here.
A whole lot of 'em. Male Zezés and female Zezés.
- I know more than ten of 'em. - Where can I have a glass of water?
The bar's over there, bro. That ain't my line of business.
Wait, Pops. Come to think of it, can't trust the water around here.
Just a minute.
How's it hangin', dudes?
Come on, man! Is this a motorcycle or a stroller? Rev it up!
Time for my vitamins.
- You gonna take vitamins? - No. I don't need them anymore.
That watch of yours is supercool.
I see a lotta light in your new job.
- Excuse me, Grandma. - Can't you see I have a customer?
- My bad. - Wait outside.
- Yes, ma'am. - And don't call me Grandma.
You got it, Mother Santinha.
Grandma don't like my job very much. It's five reais, okay?
- What? - For a glass of water.
I'm so dumb. Shoulda charged at least ten.
Another buck for each taxi. Fare's one real.
I mean, two. Return trip. That's four reais.
Right, dudes?
- Bless me, Mother Santinha. - May God be with you, Luciana.
Amen.
What if the branch dries up? What should I do, Mother Santinha?
- You come back here. - A branch.
- My pal is thirsty, could he...? - This way, please.
MOTHER SANTINHA READS FORTUNES
READS PALMS READS CARDS
BRINGS YOUR LOVED ONE BACK IN 3 DAYS
HELPS YOU WITH BUSINESS
what?!
- Is this mineral water? - "Mineral water"?
Thank you.
You're suffering a lot, right, son?
Lemme see your hand.
Lemme see it, son! Don't be afraid!
If you don't wanna hear it, I won't tell you anything.
- I don't have any money. - Here, everybody pays what they can.
If you don't wanna pay, you don't have to.
Lemme see, son.
You tryin' to lay off the drugs?
- No, Mother Santinha. - The booze?
- I don't drink. - What do you do for a living?
- I'm an astrophysicist. - What the hell is that?
I study phenomena in the universe, the movements of celestial bodies.
The stars.
- That sorta thing. - Is there money in that in Brazil?
I don't live in Brazil.
But you have an artist's hands.
What day were you born, son?
The couple who adopted me was told it was on July 16.
That's what my ID says. My document of identity.
- July 16, 1950. - That's funny.
- How come? - That was the day Brazil lost...
...the world Cup to Uruguay. - In Maracană, 2-1 Uruguay. I know.
My adoptive father used to tell me that every year on my birthday.
I think he wanted to make me feel guilty about Brazil's defeat.
You're a Cancer.
Yeah.
You're suffering for love.
The greatest love in the world.
I can bring her back to you.
- What? - There's no one to be brought back!
Aren't you ashamed of making a living out of fooling people?
I don't fool anyone. I just tell people they can be happy.
- They don't need to be so fucked up. - Why do we have to be happy?
- Where did you get that absurd idea? - Godspeed, son.
I don't believe in God.
- I'm sorry, Mother Santinha. - Sorry my ass. Five reais.
- But I didn't even... - Just five!
Same thing as a glass of water. It's a bargain.
Robson charged you for the glass of water?
Do you know, or maybe you have known...
a woman called Zezé, who used to live here, by the river?
There's a river nearby, isn't there?
If she's alive, this Zezé woman should be about your age.
My Christian name's Maria José, like the Mother of God and Her husband.
Before I became Mother Santinha, my friends used to call me Zezé.
And this woman in the picture is Mrs. Irene, Flora's mom.
"Flora"? Who's Flora?
Anyone who wasn't at Maracană to watch the Brazil-Uruguay match...
was in some bar, drinking cachaça and listening to it on the radio.
Then the baby decided to come out, suddenly, before its time...
on that Sunday, when there was no one around to help.
Blood just gushed outta her.
When Flora found out she was pregnant...
she asked me if she could hide in my house.
Mrs. Irene was a nice woman, but the baby's dad was a married man...
and Flora didn't wanna mess up his life.
She never told who the baby's father was to anyone.
Not even me. Me and Mrs. Irene, we only found out who the fella was...
the day he came for his son.
It was pouring that day.
This neighborhood wasn't like it is today.
There was less people living here, and everybody was at the game.
Flora had to give birth by the river, near my house.
She gave birth to a boy, and then she died.
I still miss her to this day, you know?
- Bravo! Beautiful! - Bravissimo! Very good, very good!
Her name was Flora, right, Dad?
- What was she like? - Beautiful.
- Beautiful how? - Beautiful, goddamnit! Beautiful!
I was born the day I touched Flora for the first time...
and I died...
when I could not see her anymore.
My life lasted the few weeks we loved each other.
She died so that I could be born, Dad.
It's one small step for man...
but a giant leap for mankind.
Antonio. Antonio?
- Son... - wait, Mom.
- At least drink this smoothie. - Wait, Mom.
They've arrested the whole Academic Council. Sonia saw it all.
The astronaut now puts up the American flag on lunar soil.
- And since there is no air on the... - So now the moon belongs to them?
- Shut up, Franklin. - Look at that. Can you believe it?
A brain tumor?
Non-operable.
It's written there: "non-operable".
I don't know what to say.
You can count on me.
Count for what?
Good night.
I care about you.
You don't say "I care about you" in Portuguese, Miss Sonia.
You say "I worry about you", "I take an interest in you"...
Miss Sonia...
would you like to have dinner with me?
Let's have fun. The South-American way.
- Two caipirinhas. - You got it.
153.
- 1 plus 5, 6. 6 plus 3, 9. 9 out, 0. - What?
9 minus 5, 4. Times 2, 8. Minus 2, 6. Plus 3, 9. Nines out, 0. Easy.
That one.
3 times 4, 12. Minus 7, 5. Plus 3, 8. Plus 1, 9. Nines out, O.
- Fuck! - Piece of cake.
Down with the military regime.
Here's another one.
8 times 3, 24. Divided by 6, 4. Times 8, 32.
Plus 4, 36. Nines out, 0. This one was tough.
I can go up by myself.
Are you crazy? You're gonna die.
And it's gonna be the most useless death in the world, Franklin.
- What's he doing here? - We can trust him.
Come on, we're gonna miss the spot.
The military regime's got its days counted, pal.
- Asshole. - What, motherfucker?!
What's your problem?
Stop that! Come on!
You clowns!
- Condolences. - My sympathy.
Now, this quasar...
is called QSO1229+204.
It is about six billion light years from the Earth.
It is one of the most distant objects that we know.
It shines with the luminosity of a trillion suns.
My theory suggests that quasars are young galaxies...
with gigantic black holes nestled at their cores.
Brothers and sisters...
let us now elevate our prayers to the Father of all mercy...
beseeching Him to receive our sister Carolina...
whom God has called from our midst.
We beseech you, Lord...
Yes, Mr. Antonio Santale Filho, I've heard about you.
It's a great honor to meet you, Professor.
- Congratulations, Professor. - Thank you.
Your advisor is a very old friend.
We've known each other since we were young...
during the Second world war.
He's told me great things about you and your thesis.
- It's about supernovas and... - Yes, I know, I know.
- So, what are your plans in the US? - Study. Study very hard and...
...learn more than is taught to me. - Excellent.
- How was the funeral? - Really cheerful.
- I think I've got the scholarship. - Congratulations.
She was loved by many people, wasn't she? Look at all these flowers.
That's just a cheap weed.
Those aren't flowers, just something that sprouts up everywhere...
even in cow shit.
- I had to see the professor today. - I've already congratulated you.
Do you know anything about your friend Franklin?
No, I don't. Why?
It was on the news. They killed Lamarca and all the others in Bahia.
They're killing everyone. No one will be left alive.
Yeah. Good night.
What do you want to know about her...
...about Flora? - Everything.
You sure you're really her son?
I'm positive.
Then I saw you being born.
- And you say you're about to die? - Yeah. I am.
If you want, you can read it on my palm. My life line must say so.
That's why you were so anguished.
We don't feel anguish because of the darkness that comes before life.
Shouldn't get anguished about the darkness that comes after it either.
Flora had a short life, but she always did what she wanted.
- I've never seen her complain. - How old was she?
We were about the same age.
If you had stayed around here, you'd be just like Robson.
I mean, except for his work. Flora wouldn't let you do that.
- Lf you have rights to his custody... - The police can have his custody.
Mother Santinha...
something came up.
I had a chat with Dabé.
Dabé wanted to ask you to cook a lotta lunches like this one...
for his posse, for the whole crew at the crackhouse.
- Has Dabé gone soft in the head? - It wouldn't have to be for free.
Dabé would compensate you for it. Really.
It's just so the dudes won't work on an empty stomach.
You think I'm gonna cook for drug dealers?
No, Mother Santinha, no. Of course not. I'm just the messenger.
What's up, dudes? How's it hangin'?
- Hurry up, kid. Finish that. - Yes, ma'am.
- How much would Dabé pay me? - He said you name the price.
My grandma is fuckin' smooth She's a regular con woman
She'll deal with the devil To earn some dough
Me, I don't fall for that My guiding light is God
He's the one that matters Leave the rest to me
Cuz the rest is just talk
Come, Nose!
- Come, Nose. - Don't you mess with me, kid.
No rest for the wicked here, Pops!
Come on, help me with that, dude.
- Good stuff. - Mosca! They got Julinho!
- They got Julinho, dude! - Fuck! Are they kicking his ass?
They're clobbering him by the river! It's Dabé's posse, man!
- Then let's go, let's go! - Come on, come on! Go!
Don't go, you fools!
Loser!
Mosca, take a good look at this.
You got it, Dabé.
Wake up, fool! Wake up and smell the coffee! Sit down, punk!
Get up, goddamnit!
You fuckin' with me?!
- You fuckin' with me, you fuck?! - Are you insane, dude? Scram!
Get outta here, come on! Just get the fuck outta here!
Newsflash: You gonna die!
Wake up, fool! Wake up and smell the coffee!
Goddamnit!
Where do you think you're goin', scumbag?
- For God's sake, don't do it! - You lost, Julinho.
We've known each other since we were kids, man!
Don't do this to me, Dabé!
You lost, dude. Can't get back what you lost.
You broke the deal, motherfucker. You sold information to the enemy.
- You rattled on your friends. - Don't do this to me, Dabé.
- Don't do it, dude. - You gonna have to die, Julinho.
Fuck, Dabé, I've known you since we were kids. Don't do that, man.
- For God's sake. - Okay.
Hey, Mosca! Come here, fool!
Watch out, Pops! Don't let them see you!
You wanna go places in life?
What, dude? You won't be just a fuckin' mule anymore.
You gonna work by your liege's side. You'll even earn more dough.
I dunno, Dabé.
'Bout time you become a man, dude.
- I don't wanna do it, man. - Listen...
if you don't do it, someone else will. This punk's already dead.
Come on, Mosca. Smoke him.
Fool.
I shoulda smoked Julinho.
I'd earn a lot more dough working directly with Dabé.
Could make about 500 bucks a month.
And I'd get a brand-new piece for myself.
That gets you some respect, you know?
Hey, Pops, time for you to go home.
This place ain't for you. Too much excitement.
Let's go.
You gotta suck it in, hold it, then let it out.
Suck it in... hold it... let it out.
Nice.
You like that, huh? Come on, do it again.
Suck it in... slowly... hold it and let it out.
Let it out.
You're gettin' good at this, Pops. You really are.
But you gonna pay for that reefer, right? That comes outta my salary.
It's useless for me to look for a meaning in everything.
Nature doesn't have any big plans for humanity.
It is possible that life on Earth has come from space...
on some celestial body that fell down around here.
There wasn't any need for man to exist.
What we are now is the result of a lot...
of random evolutionary leaps. Had they...
had they been any different, man would never...
have appeared on the face of the Earth.
You said it.
You probably get a lotta pussy with that rap, don't you, Pops?
- Do you still fuck? - Of course.
How many kids do you have?
- None. I've never been married. - You gotta be married to have 'em?
My mom had four kids. She never got married in her life.
You're not gonna believe this...
but I was born around here, during the final match in a world Cup.
World Cups are cool.
Everybody gets together and cheers the same team.
I could've been you.
Let's go, Pops.
Let's go. I gotta get back to my workplace.
Forget it, Mosca.
You...
...won't need that anymore. - Are you crazy, Pops?
I will leave everything I have to you.
I'm dying anyway.
It should be enough for you to leave this life and get back to school.
"Get back to school"?
Get real, dude. I've never been to school in my whole life.
And you'll also be able...
to help provide for your grandma and your brothers.
I do that already. Every month.
Enough bullshit, Pops. Let's go. Come on.
He's gone.
- Brava. - Bravissima!
Want some coffee?
- Want some coffee? - Who are you?
My son works with Mosca.
Want some coffee?
No, thank you.
Go ahead, sir.
Thanks.
Stay with me. Stay.
Stay with me. Stay with me!
Stay with me. Stay.
- Stay with me. Please. - Fuck you, Piaba.
I told him not to stand there.
Did he fall down? We gotta get him outta here, folks!
Edmílson! Give a holler to Vanderson, tell him to get his van!
He fell down from up there. Looks like he's broken something.
- Did you call an ambulance? - "An ambulance"? An ambulance here!
Could you turn that shit off?!
Mr. Claudionor's neighbors were here, this Sunday...
to help him finish building his house.
- Today's Sunday? - They were gonna eat mocotó later.
Luciana was cooking it.
Help Luciana with Mr. Claudionor.
Take it easy, okay?
I'm gonna get a cab.
Don't worry, Uncle. We're almost there.
Going to a public hospital? They'll just give him some Aspirin.
My aunt got pneumonia. She had to wait four months for a visit.
Four months for them to give her a lousy shot.
What's the best hospital in town?
I know a good one, but it's very far away.
- Take us there. - Got it.
Don't I know you from somewhere?
"What if the branch dries up, what should I do?"
Yeah, right!
Is it gonna be cash or credit?
Credit would be really bad business for you.
They took him to a room.
I was thinking maybe I should get some health insurance in Brazil.
- Where do you live? - Boston. USA.
- What do you do over there? - You wouldn't understand.
Try to explain it to me.
- I look after stars. - Hollywood stars?
- See? Told you. - Well, I never go to the movies.
- Too expensive. - And it hurts your eyes.
Too many visual effects.
I'd never been in a private hospital in my whole life.
And I'd never seen anything so damn expensive in my whole life.
- Why are you doing this? - I don't know.
The worst part is we didn't get to eat your mocotó.
How do you know about the mocotó?
You hungry?
- Welcome. Do you have reservations? - No.
Would you rather eat in my apartment?
- What kinda girl do you think I am?! - You said you wanted to eat.
Let me change at least.
- You gotta be kidding. - Luciana!
Good morning, everyone.
First and foremost, I would like to open these proceedings...
by informing all the passengers currently sitting in this vehicle...
that this is not a robbery.
Should anyone of you wish to acquire a candy packet...
I am ready to service you with love and tenderness. Perfectly.
May I help you?
That gentleman back there has kindly sent you this gift.
Don't you have coins, pal?
Fare's only 1.80.
What do you want from me?
I don't know.
I can't really shake you off, can I? You gotta be kidding.
I told my friend to come and work with me here at my house.
She's probably already in there. Should be waiting for me.
But if you wanna come in...
Come on.
Get in already.
- You got protection? - What protection?
You don't have a lot of experience with women, do you?
If you were any younger, I'd say this was your first time.
Is it?
Wow!
If You really are in such a hurry...
You can take my soul wherever You want...
but leave my body here, I'm gonna be needing it a lot, Y'know?
You gotta be kidding.
What happened?!
- It's at the square! Come quick! - Wait!
- My God! - They came in two cars, I saw it!
The motherfuckin' pigs did this! Motherfuckers!
Dear God!
It was the cops! It was the cops!
They came to get revenge for Julinho!
But they didn't need to shoot everyone!
Talk to me! Talk to me!
Don't let my grandma see me dead, Pops.
Please.
Where are you taking him?
What are we supposed to tell Mother Santinha?
What are you doing here?
What about you?
I'm always around here.
Don't you have anything else to do?
I do.
I was supposed to be decorated by the president today.
Wow! Congratulations.
But I'm not going.
But everyone will be waiting for you.
Long as the world's this fucked up, no one deserves any goddamn medals.
Gosh.
A medal is proof that people like you, Antonio.
- Like a love letter. - How do you know my name?
Everybody knows your name around here. You're famous.
Go get your medal, Antonio.
Dedicate it to someone that you think deserves it.
I'd like to dedicate this medal...
to a friend of mine I lost contact with when I was in the university.
He was a brave lad, and probably died fighting against the regime.
Every time a man dies, the universe ends...
but it should be nice to die when you're 20, fighting for something.
Thank you very much.
No.
All deaths are useless and all lives are worth living...
even if it's only for a brief moment.
At least you can live to remember that moment.
There.
Congratulations.
- Dr. Santale, congratulations. - Dr. Santale!
- Excuse me. - Done.
If Carolina was alive...
she wouldn't let you get sick.
He's never gonna find out who his real parents are, Carolina.
I promise.
Did you find that Zezé woman?
She told me how my mother died.
Had I known where Flora was, I would've gone after her.
What was it Flora said about me, before she died?
I don't know.
Ask that to Zezé, Antonio. I need to know.
On Act II of "Tristan and Isolde", the couple sings an aria...
telling how love turned both of them into the same person.
Now Tristan is Isolde, and Isolde is Tristan...
they're one and the same.
That's how I feel, even today...
about Flora.
More than 200,000 people at Maracană...
and Flora dying by that river, all alone.
Mrs. Francisca! Mr. José!
Anyone!
There's nobody home.
- We better call an ambulance, Zezé. - What an ambulance, Flora?
There are no rich people here. Just regular folks!
Hang on. Hang on. Come on.
Come on, you can do it.
Hang in there.
Come on.
This is Radio Nacional, from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil...
broadcasting from the Mendes de Morais Stadium, in Rio de Janeiro...
the beginning of the final match in the World Cup.
Come on, Flora. Come on.
Brazilians and Uruguayans are ready to face off!
At exactly 2:55 in the afternoon, Brazil's team kicks off the match!
Barbosa passes to Bauer, Bauer forwards it to Zizinho!
Zizinho gets the ball, he advances, then serves Ademir!
Ademir to Jair, Bigode runs, Jairzinho gets it, overtakes him...
then to Ademir, Ademir to Zizinho, Matias Gonzales cuts him off...
Zizinho insists, but Rodrigues Andrade cuts to corner!
Help!
- Help me! - And Brazil scores!
- Brazil! - Friaça! Goal!
Come on, Flora, just a little bit more, come on!
- I can't, Zezé, I can't! - It's your baby, you gotta do it!
Don't let him die, Zezé. For God's sake, don't let him die!
Don't worry, Flora. I won't let your baby die!
Bigode tries to pass. He fails. Ball to Ghiggia.
He tries to score, then Schiaffino! Uruguay scores.
Uruguay scores. Schiaffino!
It's a draw now. The Brazilian attackers will have to try again.
You're bleeding too much, Flora!
You're gonna have a beautiful godson, Zezé!
It's a lot of blood!
When he grows up, he's gonna take care of his mother and his godmother.
"He"? How do you know it's a boy?
I know it! I just know!
Our Lady of the Perpetual Help, if this boy lives...
I'll light a candle to You and I'll keep it burning as long as I live.
I promise that candle will never go out.
Come on! Help me!
- Come on! Come on, Zezé! - I think I can see him!
Come on, Flora, come on!
It's a boy, Flora.
A boy.
See? I told you.
He tries to get past a defender, but has to give it back to Jair.
Jair goes around in circles, passes the ball. Varela approaches.
He gives it back to Danilo. Obdulio passes to Julio Perez...
who immediately foresees Miguez's intentions. From Miguez to Perez...
who's fighting against Jair. The Uruguayan gets the ball. To Ghiggia!
Ghiggia gives it back to Perez, who forwards it to the right-fielder.
Ghiggia runs. He comes near Brazil's goal and shoots! He scores!
He scores for Uruguay. Ghiggia. Uruguay scores two goals now!
Mr. Boogeyman
Get down from the roof
Let my boy sleep
In peace
My dad really wanted to know what you said about him to Zezé.
I think he wanted to know whether you really loved him.
He knows that was the only reason I was born, Antonio.
It lasted so little.
But I was so happy.
- Very strange thing, love. - Indeed.
No one's ever prepared for it.
When the hands of the clock get together at noon...
the Radio Nacional's audience also gets together with...
Francisco Alves, the King of Voice!
When the night falls
Hinting
At a sad goodbye
Looking in your eyes
While I kiss your fingers, I'll say
Good night, my love
My greatest love
I'm going to dream of you
And all my pain
I'll soon forget
If I know you dream of me
The same way I dream of you
Good night, my love
Who dreams, at last
Always thinking of me
With the caress of a kiss
That we only desired
Good night, my greatest love
Good night, my love
Who dreams, at last
Always thinking of me
With the caress of a kiss
That we only desired
Good night, my greatest love
Are you gonna sleep here?
May I?
Make yourself at home.
I just seen Luciana, Mr. Claudionor's nephew, on her way to work.
She scheduled a consult with me later.
It's about you that Luciana wants me to lay cards.
Luciana?
She's worried because she pushed her luck...
and fucked you without a condom on the wrong day.
Luciana wants me to lay cards to see if she should have your baby.
"A baby"?
You know what?
I think that's well and good.
After all, you were supposed to be my godson anyway.
Antonio...
she's with you now, ain't she?
Good night, son. Sleep well.
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