The pastor said that with faith Jessica will return safely.
This man says what you want to hear, Lucas.
And we are servants of the Lord.
Glory to God!
-What about Thalita? -We'll see later.
Not after! Only you know where she is!
[in Spanish] I have a surprise for you.
[woman] Did the money arrive?
Just answer what the judge asks you
and we can't say anything about Michelle.
You are embarrassing yourself. She's a bitch, she always will be.
Clothes package.
-[woman] Who is Georgette? -[man] It's a nickname.
[man] A nom de guerre.
that the mother of the minor uses to receive her clients.
[Bruna] What am I going to do among the intellectuals?
[Paulo] Damn it, Bruna.
Do you think it would get you in trouble?
Conference at the university.
Have I ever bothered you?
Raquel.
I went too far.
[man] Nobody loves you.
[man] Isn't that my brother?
[man] Do you know what he did?
I say to you. You want?
It will be another fool
it will be another scrotum
to your list
[sinister music]
[car shutting down]
[Bruna] This is the building.
[dark music]
I'll ask the janitor.
[running bike]
[sighs]
["Dei Um Beijo na Boca do Medo" sounds]
dude cool
I don't think I want to go.
We will come back? Boy!
-Can you come back for the next exit? -Wait a minute, young man.
-Because? - Great, really.
This text is not me.
What I'm gonna say? I don't know where to start.
Bruna, these are issues.
threads i made
Paulinho, I'm not an intellectual like you.
They want to hear from you.
They want to hear what you have to say.
You are smart, brave.
It's all in your head. It's going to work.
Everything's fine. There's no need to go back, young man.
Give me a sip of that. Please.
[snarl]
-Paulinho, give it to me! - No, Bruno.
Bruna.
You will do it sober.
No alcohol, nothing.
You have the courage to make it sober.
And by the way, you're much nicer sober.
You will rock!
[Ketlyn] I always have lunch
with my mother, I go to school,
and when she goes to work, I stay at home studying.
That's what the psychologist told me that she was at your house.
My mother works a lot.
She doesn't like to depend on anyone.
You seem like a good student.
Are you a good student, Ketlyn?
You did your homework?
Yes. Michelle helps me a lot.
michelle?
Who is Michelle?
[sinister music]
no one
But you said that she helps you.
Is she a friend of yours?
Nope.
Your mother's friend?
Yes, but she doesn't live at home anymore.
Oh, she lived at your house?
with you and your mother?
Yeah, but she's over.
What happened Ketlyn?
Everything is alright. Everything's fine.
ketlyn.
Drink some water.
[judge] Are you okay?
Yeah, just a little nervous.
[judge] I only want the best for you.
And you have the right to express your opinion
because it is a very important decision for you.
We are here because your father asked for your custody
and made serious accusations against your mother.
I need to decide what is best for you.
So now you're going to tell me who Michelle is.
[car engine]
[horn]
I wanted to ask you something.
Tell me.
Ask.
[snort]
I don't want to meet those people from Araçoiaba again.
It's the best you can do.
I don't want to either. Bunch of reactionaries!
None are kept there.
IT IS?
IT IS.
Until recently, I cared so much what these people thought!
Good thing the world spins.
IT IS.
Things lose meaning pretty quickly.
[judge] The necessary elements have already
been gathered for the judgment of the case.
The psychologist and the witnesses point to Mr. Roberto
as a loving father, a serious and devoted person.
His job as a trucker requires constant travel, which
restricts the time he spends with his daughter.
The same report concludes that Mrs. Maria Luiza Alves Santana is a
present, loving mother, and prioritizes the interests of the minor.
Yet here in this courtroom,
the truth has been misconstrued.
This sentence understands that the real work of
the mother does not cause any harm to her daughter,
that she maintains a regulated life, in an organized space.
I reject the guardianship action proposed by the Plaintiff
and grant guardianship unilaterally to the mother,
Mrs. Maria Luisa Alves Santana.
I establish the visiting right of the
Mr. Roberto Santana every 15 days...
[soft music]
To lie!
How wonderful, Georgette!
[sighs]
Of course! Let's celebrate tonight!
How wonderful, love!
I miss you so much, Georgette!
I am going!
I am going! Of course!
[Michelle] I'll be back.
[soft music]
Our!
How cute!
thanks [laughs]
Georgette called.
Ketlyn will stay with her!
[Lucas] Really?
Our! I'm really happy for you!
Are you going to meet them now?
IT IS. But first I'm going to resolve a misunderstanding.
Hello Lucas.
Can I say something? Friendly advice.
This church thing isn't doing you any good.
There's nothing to fix the shit I've done.
I feel something bad.
Jessica was supposed to be back.
Stop with that! Jessica will be there in a bit.
[sinister music]
[workers working on the construction site]
Look, I'm going to the bank for your mom, okay?
I'll be right back.
[man] Look.
Let's go.
[the door opens]
[door is closing]
[dark music]
[creaky door]
[man] Where is your mother?
-What do they want? -I want to talk to her!
-I can help? - Miss Samira!
[militiaman] -Oh! [Samira] -What do you want?
Where is the damn macumba?
I want to see the macumba whore back there!
What's that?
[laughter]
[Samira] Get your hand off me! Luke!
[laughter]
[knock the door]
Are you filming?
Here, to show that in the house of Jesus the devil has no place.
Break that shit!
[militiaman] Break it, witch!
-Break everything in front of me! - I won't break anything!
-Break it, otherwise I'll break your face! - I won't break anything!
[devastating]
[militiaman] Are you crazy?
Who told you to break up, motherfucker? Who ordered you to break?
It is for the witch to break!
It's for you to break, witch! Break that shit!
Break it all!
It's! Get out, devil!
[devastating]
- Away, Satan! -Cinema, brother, cinema!
[devastating]
What are you crying, fagot?
-Witch, it just broke! -Here!
It is to show that it is now Jesus.
Come on, fuck.
[Rosa] And thank you once again for the
opportunity to be here talking about women.
[palms]
Now I give the floor to Bruna
Surfistinha, a sex worker.
[palms]
[Brunette] Thank you.
My name is Bruna. I am a prostitute.
Y...
It's not very easy for me to say
about it. I know that it is not a profession
that parents want for their daughters,
but it is what I am.
And, since prostitution is legalized in Brazil,
I think we deserve respect
like any other profession.
[Rosa] Any other profession?
Yes, any profession.
-But it is not. -[Solange] I'm sorry, Rose.
The word is from Bruna.
Look, I'm sorry. Let's not be naive.
What about women who had no choice?
Hmm? I would like to...
-I'd like... -Okay.
It seems that she knows more than I do about my profession. she continues.
[feedback]
Well, I would like to ask you something that will
seem strange to you, but I would like you to try it.
I would like to ask you to close your eyes.
Please.
Can you close your eyes?
I would like you to imagine
now, a strange man walking into this room.
[sinister music]
you don't know him
and he doesn't know you either.
you don't know who this guy is
and this guy doesn't respect you.
Now imagine his hand touching your sex,
doing what he wants with your bodies.
-Mother. -Hears.
-What about my father? -Your father loves you.
He's going to be all right. He will come, you can stay with him.
I didn't want him to be sad.
So why don't you call him?
He will love it!
Look at.
[creaky door]
-Hi Aunt. - Hi luciano.
Where is his father?
Yes, I came alone.
Your father won't let you walk alone.
How did you get here?
I took a bus. I know how to get there alone.
[Ketlyn] Dad, just a second.
Luciano, come!
[Georgette] Go.
[tension music]
Good afternoon class.
[the music intensifies]
This is my name.
Starting today, you just call me Michelle.
Everything's fine?
[Dora] Wow, what a mess, Samira!
Damn bad people!
[Daiane] And they can come back, right?
[Dora] Turn your mouth over there!
Isn't it better that we get out of here?
[Samira] And where are we going?
Where in this world do you think is safe for us?
God protect us.
God.
Are you okay?
It doesn't piss me off.
Doña Samira, you need to hear the word.
And the word says that he who does not repent
of his sins falls from grace, going to hell.
He get out of here.
Look, everyone here is welcome in the house of the Lord.
We already have a house.
No one here needs a master's house.
[dark music]
You need to accept Jesus.
He is the only savior.
The only one who knows the best path for your life.
Do like brother Lukas,
that he has already accepted Jesus and is praying with us.
You will be accepted with much love,
without remorse and without grudges,
Because we don't come here to judge anyone, Mrs. Samira.
-We will do it. -We will do it.
Zeca, I'll go with you.
Are you crazy girl?
Come on, Diana. -She got angry?
she will not miss us.
[the door opens]
-Hears. -Hello, is Luciano here?
Yes. He's fine. He is playing with Ketlyn in the bedroom.
In the bedroom doing what?
In that way? I did not understand.
-Forget. I will contact him. -No wait.
I have custody of Ketlyn.
-You're a whore, is that it? - Shall we talk inside?
Our history has gone too far. I apologize
-You fooled me, damn it! -You were wrong.
A whore? Aren't you ashamed?
To have. That's why I hid.
For anyone to have that kind of reaction.
I'm a whore. That's it.
At least when you're working, do you use a condom?
- I got involved with a whore! -Stop, Wander!
How many times you gonna talk bitch? I'm a whore, so what?
Respect me, okay?
Another thing, whore or not, we have nothing to do with it.
You know it.
come here malu
When we had sex, how many had you already given it to?
For one, for ten?
Look here. I don't want to see your daughter near my son
anymore, and if you see me, you pretend you don't know me.
-Lucian! -Look here.
I won't let anyone get in the way of your friendship.
They are two children!
We are adults and we talk later.
Potato.
My son, what the hell was it like leaving home without warning?
-Hey? -You don't send me! I do what you want!
My father forbade me to speak to Ketlyn.
Luciano, look, your father leaves
and then comes back for you.
He now he comes back and plays with Ketlyn, I'll get you a snack.
You can go.
Go, son.
How did you get to this situation?
Wander, are we going to understand each other?
My daughter, a wonderful girl,
does not have to pay for my mistakes.
Luciano has nothing to do with this. He is ours.
He goes home and thinks about it. So you come back.
Let's go.
-I will come back later. -It's okay.
Hears.
malu,
Could I, one of these days, visit you at work?
[Laughter] Go home. Go think.
What man is not a bit of a bastard with us women?
To be whores or not.
What you describe can happen to anyone.
On a date, date, even with our boyfriends.
The boys are abusive.
They do what they want, what we don't want.
This is normal, regardless of prostitution.
I confess that, in my experience,
my clients treat me much better.
Than a guy I meet at a club.
[Rosa] That's because you have money to go clubbing.
Yes I have.
And although you have never prostituted yourself,
you would have money, because you are rich,
It's white, it's beautiful.
Now, let's talk about
street prostitution.
Let's talk about poor women.
Of the girls who prostitute themselves on
the roads in exchange for a plate of food.
Let's talk about black women.
Raped, raped.
Have you asked them
Bruna, do you like prostitution?
If they don't feel violated, violated?
Have you ever felt violated?
I already went.
They already raped me.
[barking dogs]
[car engine]
It really hurts me to hear that.
And I want you to know that I sympathize with your pain,
but I do not sympathize with their cause.
But I have no reason. You've got.
Hey! But what do you do on social media?
You promote yourself, don't you?
So whether you like it or not, you raise a flag.
A very dangerous flag.
[Rosa] Not only dangerous for you,
dangerous mainly for other women.
do not feel bad
cheer up the girls
prostitute yourself, knowing how dangerous it is?
[dark music]
[car engine]
[the music intensifies]
[car brake]
[man] Stop! Stopped!
What's up baby? You're lost?
-What do they want? - Is this the point?
-I don't have anything. -A small gift.
Let me go.
Let me go. For the love of God.
Come here. Give me a ride.
[tension music]
Let me go!
Give it a spin
I'm not asking, you son of a bitch!
I send you for a ride!
Still don't get it? We will do it!
Show that ass!
[whistle]
cute she! Very cute!
[bang] [screams]
-Aid! -Smash her!
[thumps] [grunts]
[tension music]
I know I'm not poor, I know I haven't been
hungry, but I've been through a lot of shit,
I've been through a lot you can't even imagine.
did you understand? And you're sitting
there judging me when I'm the whore.
Or are there other whores in the audience that I didn't know?
I'm just me.
So I don't have to imagine here,
closing my eyes, all the horrors.
I know.
More than you.
I know the history of these women.
I know the scent of men who have touched me.
So let's stay here talking about whores
the streets, the discos, the brothels,
while we are in the air conditioning,
thinking we know better
what the fuck is life
[Rosa] Bruna, I'm not here
-judging you. -You're judging me!
Nope! And not even have a self-righteous speech, you know?
I agree with you.
It's okay, Bruna, but you chose it.
You had a choice.
IT'S OKAY.
I was born in the same world as you.
so i know
I know it sucks for us women.
I'm not a muggle. I know we are judged and...
guilty...
and taught to hate what we are.
So if this world treats us badly, I won't help.
Not fucking. Not here.
I refuse to be a victim.
Seriously, I refuse.
If there are people who will see my options
as a choice because I am an object, it is not.
It is a choice for me to be a subject.
subject to me
of my skin
From my chest
From my ass, from my pussy, from my sex.
My way, how I want.
[sighs]
My body stopped being my punishment.
So.
Taking control of my sexuality
it stopped hurting.
I made myself visible.
It was Bruno.
It was Bruna who saved me from me.
Now, I don't want to run anymore.
From me, I no longer escape.
[palms]
[car engine]
[the door opens]
[knock the door]
[door is closing]
[horn]
michelle?
michelle!
[nervous breathing]
-Michelle... -What's wrong?
-Aid! Dionysus, Dora!
-What happened? -Sons of bitches!
-Michelle! -Calm down, don't touch her.
- Dionisio, seek help. -Call the ambulance!
-Let's go! -Calm. Wake up, friend.
-Michelle. Michelle, wake up.
[mermaids]
[sinister music]
[Paulo] I was screwed!
Spoken too well!
By contrast?
It was so rude! I'm glad you came.
[sighs] Good!
Excellent.
I know it was you, Paulinho.
Who delivered the letter to the director.
[tension music]
[the music intensifies]
But it's like you said.
Nobody is a thing.
[door is closing]
[tension music]
To the Lord, brother!
-Hallelujah! - [group] Hallelujah!
I have a question.
If instead of asking us
What do we have to do,
What if we ask what God would do?
What if we ask what Jesus
would do in certain situations?
[tension music]
Everything that God made, he put love.
and it is with love
that we receive in our Church
those who need savings.
[man] Thank God!
For those who suffer, the doors are always open.
Like our brother Lukas,
who is blessing us
with your presence, honoring us
with his participation here in the service.
He is a child who needs help.
going through many tribulations, sufferings at home.
He came to seek help in this Church.
-Come closer, brother Lukas. -[man] Thank God.
we will unite in prayer
ask the lord
to help alleviate the suffering of our brother Lukas.
The world is now God! Hallelujah for him!
[ggroup] Glory to God!
Praise God for this man who accepts Jesus!
[man] Release him, God!
Glory to God! Have you come to accept Jesus, brother Lukas?
You were the one who ordered my bar to be broken!
You were the one who told me to hit my mother!
It was you who almost killed my friend!
Was you!
Calms. You are nervous.
We are not garbage, pastor.
Let's continue here, in our
place, living in our own way,
because it's the right way!
You can't fix what ain't broken, pastor.
Do you believe in hell, pastor?
Do you believe in hell? Get back there!
Stay here! Return!
I think it's better that you calm down.
Go to hell.
If it is not by man's justice, it will be by divine justice.
Because I, yes, believe
in God and in hell.
And yours is saved, pastor.
[heavy breathing]
[Dionisio] Mrs. Samira.
It's all locked up back there.
I'm going to pack some things that are missing.
Thanks, Dionysus.
[sentimental music]
Jessica! Shit!
[laughs]
Oh how I miss you!
[laughs]
Bruna!
[group laughs] My friend!
Thank you!
I know it was your money that saved me.
Thanks. [laughs]
You forgive me?
[laughs]
-You forgive me? -I don't...
Are you okay?
I thought I would never see you again.
[group laughs] Are you okay, my child?
I want to see my daughter, mother.
[laughs]
Where is Thalita? Call Thalita?
-I'll get you some water. - Would you like to sit down, Jessica?
[sentimental music]
Where is she? in there?
Thalita!
Where is she, mother?
Guys, where is my daughter?
-Thalita is not here. -Where is she?
He's at a friend's house. -What friends?
There's shit in there, right?
Lukas, what is this story? Tell me!
Jessica, we're in a lot of trouble.
Look how everything is here! He had to get her to a safe place.
Where? Let's go there now!
Jessica, there's no way to catch Thalita now.
Because? Why can't you get it now?
I want to see my daughter!
Where is my daughter?
There's no way to catch her now! Calms!
[mourn]
Luke!
Bruna!
did my daughter die?
-Nope! -Nope! She is fine.
[mourn]
Calm. Look at me. Thalita is alive.
Look, Thalita is alive, she is fine and we know where she is.
[mourn]
It's that Samira...
[sighs]
Samira sold Thalita to a rich couple to raise her.
- I didn't sell it. -Sold out.
-What about you? - I didn't sell it.
I gave him up for adoption. It's quite different.
Did you sell my daughter, mother?
You disappeared, Jessica!
[mourn]
We were not aware!
[sad song]
[mourn]
It is a very rich couple.
[mourn]
you gave me the girl
and she asked me to take care of her.
[mourn]
I did...
what I thought was best.
[mourn]
And went!
I do not regret.
[mourn]
Who knows what was going to happen to this girl lying here hand in hand.
She is fine.
That's what matters.
[Georgette] Thank you.
We are family. You can leave.
[sad song]
[Ketlyn] Does it hurt a lot?
[mourn]
Just a little, my love.
But it will be over soon, okay?
You're coming back to us, right?
Of course she will! No problem!
If she didn't want to go, I would oblige her.
We're going home?
[mourn]
We're going home.
[sad song]
[mourn]
[sad song]
[tension music]
[the music goes on]
[tension music]
[the music intensifies]
[the music goes on]
[the door opens]
[heavy breathing]
[tension music]
[the music intensifies]
[door is closing]
[car engine]
[phone ringing]
Hi, I'll be here in five.
Bruna, I think it's better that you don't wait for me.
In that way?
i need to stay
I can't leave my mother.
[sighs]
Are you sure?
To have. Trust me.
Good luck.
It's good.
Take care.
You too.
It feels like it's just the three of us now.
[instrumental music]
[laughs]
Where is Bubo?
[baby language]
[laughs]
[the music goes on]
["The world is a mill" playing]
[the music goes on]
[the music fades]