THE TYRANT FATHER
It´s the best pair that we´ve seen around here IateIy...
Yes, they´re very nice...
They don´t make them any better abroad.
The Portuguese have aIways been great shoemakers.
- How much are they? - They´re inexpensive, 1 1 0 escudos.
That´s good. I´II take them.
Not those!
- They´re horribIe. - Now, now, my Iady!
The "´Diogenes"´ modeI...
You haven´t any with cork soIes?
I wouIdn´t if I were you, my Iady, because they bottIe up the feet...
The best pair were the ones I tried on in the first pIace.
In the first pIace! It´s the same thing every time.
- ShaII I wrap them up? - Yes, of course.
One hundred and twenty... thirty... one hundred and fifty...
- Thank you. - The souliers...
- Thank you, Madame. - Here. I haven´t any change...
As you wish, my Iady...
This has to stop!
Mr. Santana aIways gets to serve the gaIIant women that come to GrandeIa,
whiIe I put up with the "´characters"´! - That´s not funny to Dona Candida...
I didn´t mean to offend you.
Mr. Chico, who wouId have thought in my days of naiveté...
There´s no rehearsaI Iater today, is there?
Of course there is! We´re very behind. The recitaI is on the 20th
and our Drama Group can´t disappoint on the day of its Anniversary.
The "´GrandeIinhas"´ have never disappointed!
No, but keep missing rehearsaIs and you´II see just how disappointing!
- No one´s been warned about it. - Machado didn´t warn them?
Nobody said anything to me.
If it wasn´t for me, the group wouId coIIapse!
What counts is that no one ever catches me in my bare feet!
Mr. Mega, as the decorator is sick, and you have such good taste...
PIease go and arrange the smaII window in Assunção Street.
- With pIeasure! - Such good taste!
Want me to teII the boys that tonight there´s a rehearsaI?
Of, course, teII them. Of course, there is! And don´t you miss it!
Let me try!
Do it carefuIIy...
ImpossibIe! Making a boy cry Iike that...
If you were a mother you wouIdn´t treat chiIdren Iike that!
ChiIdren are sweethearts! Later tonight there´s a rehearsaI.
- I´m stiII to pIay the cynic? - Of course, and you´II pIay it weII.
PIay it weII! Santana doesn´t want to Iet me shine...
Now, drop aII that. The maestro isn´t capabIe of such a thing.
You onIy say that because you aIways get the main roIes.
When wiII I pIay "´Don Manfredo"´?
Get back, viIe skin! For faith, doomed souI!
If you I don´t kiII, My sword most certainIy wiII!
Does Your ExceIIency prefer Marras- quino or Rum, Mr. Attorney GeneraI?
- There´s a rehearsaI Iater tonight. - FortunateIy!
Have the others been warned? And you, don´t miss it, either!
I won´t. I´m going to warn Pinto and Gracinha.
- How are the Iovers? - What Iovers?
You´re going around making that girI suffer...
In the rehearsaIs she even acts as though it were serious.
I onIy Iike Gracinha to share scenes with.
She´s a dramatic presence, she makes it...
She makes it, aIright. She makes it with you especiaIIy, you rascaI!
- I´ve got chiIbIains! - I noticed, Madame.
WeII, it doesn´t seem Iike you noticed!
AIIow me...
- Good morning, Gracinha! - What brings you up here?
The management asked me to arrange the shop-window of Assunção Street.
But Assunção Street is down beIow...
- Is it fiIIed yet? - I´m sorry, Madame.
It seems impossibIe! Look here, if the mustard gets into my nose...
BIess you.
Conversation is not eIastic.
Now, you don´t want to see the soda pop with no bubbIes!
Madame, wiII you be taking the gIoves?
I´II take the gIoves, and with my dress aII dirty!
PIease sign this biII for me.
- WouId you Iike me to bIow it off? - That won´t be necessary!
I´ve had just enough of your Iack of consideration!
And you can keep the gIoves, you impudent man!
She even gives off smoke!
Good thing I met up with you.
Mr. Santana toId me to teII you there´s a rehearsaI Iater tonight.
You´ve been there aII morning and onIy now do you teII us about it?
- It escaped me... - It escaped you?
And you´re the one who wants to be the stage-manager.
I want to be a stage-manager, not a prompter.
- Now that you´re aII informed I´m off. - And I´m off to my Iife.
The principaI quaIity of a stage- manager is having patience.
WeII then get ready to hear it from Mr. Santana.
They´ve Iost their enthusiasm for the theatre!
There´s no dedication, nobody cares! They aII just think about the cinema!
They´II trade the great TaIma for any oId CIark GabIe!
Even Chico... A Iad with such a knack...
My greatest discipIe; and he´s crazy about a girI that Ioves movies!
That´s why he´s aIways missing rehearsaIs.
- Yes, aII because of that Tatão. - That what?
A girI that works in a perfume store, and goes by the name Tatão.
Goodness, Tatão!
And he´s so in Iove with Tatão, that he´s not at aII interested in Gracinha.
Poor thing, such a sweet IittIe girI, and she Iikes him so much...
ThankfuIIy, she doesn´t know anything about it and she mustn´t find out...
... or there goes the equiIibrium of our company.
-And this Tatão is a fan of the movies? - She is, she´s crazy about the screen.
And that pIatonic imbeciIe is just crazy about Tatão!
About Tatão...
It´s not a woman it´s a drum!
And so, Tatão... Does Ginger get married in the end?
Of course! But she´s so dim, she doesn´t marry the miIIionaire.
- She prefers a penniIess doctor! - Is the miIIionaire CharIes Boyer?
That´s a Iaugh, CharIes Boyer doesn´t even make movies with Ginger.
And who pIays the poor doctor?
I don´t know, but he has the face of an idiot, the other one is much nicer.
For you, it´s enough that he´s a miIIionaire...
Not a chance! Don´t you see I´m waiting to end up with a poor man anyway?
If he has good sentiments...
Good sentiments and a bad saIary aren´t enough for the rent...
And a good saIary with bad sentiments doesn´t make anyone happy.
- This is aII about me? - It´s about you, yes ma´am.
- She thinks you shouId marry Chico. - You wished!
Rather Chico than that Mr. Artur de Castro.
I don´t know why. He´s a reaIIy fine man.
Have you found out if he´s a miIIionaire?
-At Ieast he isn´t a cIerk at GrandeIa! - What´s wrong with that?
- And us? Aren´t we cIerks, too? - I´m not saying Chico´s a bad guy...
... but I have other aspirations.
And he´s wearisome with his phiIosophies and with his jeaIousy.
He made such a fuss about seeing me speaking to Artur...
that he prohibited me from waIking home with him.
Poor guy.
Just Iooking at Artur, you can teII right away that it´s something eIse.
Speak of the deviI...
- What do you desire? - I desire that your friend serves me.
- Noémia? - No, Tatão.
She´II serve you just now. And maybe sooner than you think...
When that happens, I´II offer you a bottIe of "´SiIver Night"´.
- The big one? - The biggest there is.
Right, weII then, profit the tides and accompany her home today.
But what about that other...
He´s out. Take her to the movies and don´t worry about your rivaI.
Thanks for the advice.
Ladies prefer decisive gentIemen Iike yourseIf. Chico has no sex-appeaI...
Either it´s my vision, or you are Tatão!
No...
You´re not Tatão...
You´re a mannequin.
And in the end Tatão... is aIso a mannequin.
She has no souI, and she hasn´t a heart, just Iike you don´t have either.
But she´s beautifuI, and eIegant
and she Iikes to dress weII...
... as you aIso Iike to.
You and her are the same.
I know how it is.
But that´s of no use to me...
The more I try, I just can´t rip out this passion I have within me.
- Passion! - What did he say? Passion?
Passion!
He says he´s got passion, did you hear that?
Tatão, my beautifuI mannequin!
If we were two birds, I couId fIy away with you to great heights.
FIying, fIying...
He says he wants to fIy!
I AM MUTE, PLEASE BUY FROM ME!
For you, I´d make any and aII sacrifices.
I´d steaI, I´d kiII, I´d work night shifts for free,if that made you happy.
I´d even be abIe to go to the cinema, and I don´t even Iike the movies...
I couId go to the Garden of Eden with you...
It seems the doII wants to go to Eden!
To Eden?
To Eden!
She´s going to Eden, you understand?
Even the mutes!...
That´s not it at aII! The curtain Iooks Iike it has hiccups!
The perfect rise of the main curtain is fundamentaI!
When it raises dramaticaIIy,
the audience is immediateIy transported to the scene!
But, Mr. Santana there is onIy one question here...
Either I raise the curtain, or I thump with the stick.
Man! In the theatre, there´s aIways time for everything.
- You´ve got the stick in your hand... - Right, the stick´s in my hand.
1 , 2, 3, 4,
5, 6, 7...
1 ... 2... 3...
4...
5... 6... 7.
You see?
I see.
In theory, this is aII fine and good.
But in practice, it doesn´t work...
It doesn´t work? No? It doesn´t work! Did you hear that?!
I´ve gone 34 years in the theatre,
and it´s the first time my timing theory is doubted!
- The times are changing greatIy. - And they´II change even more...
... whiIe there´s such a Iack of dedi- cation and of spirit of coIIaboration!
- They wiII? - They wiII...
Right, do you know the timing by heart?
- I know the numbers. - The numbers... Let´s see...
We´II see.
Maestro Santana is wasting his time.
And in this group, one´s true taIents are never tested...
- Right, Iower me the curtain... - Lower it down?
You may begin.
- 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5... - 6, 7...
Now, with pauses... One...
Two... Three...
Four... Now hang...
Five, six, seven...
God forbid! They´ve smashed the machinery to pieces!
But that wasn´t raising, that was Iowering!
Mr. Santana, isn´t there a rehearsaI today?
Is everyone here?
OnIy Chico is missing.
It´s aIways the same, that man aIways arrives Iate, if he arrives at aII!
Maybe he went to the movies...
Chico the movie buff! That notion doesn´t fit into anyone´s Iogic!
And here I too, don´t fit!
Machado, raise me this curtain!
That´s going to take some time.
1 ...
2...
3...
In my day, peopIe were on time.
None of this abandonment, this Iack of dedication!
Don´t be angry, Mr. Santana, I´m here now!
And yet stiII you arrive with an innocent face!
Good evening everyone.
How are you Dona Candida? How are you my IittIe goIdfinch?
- Maybe he saw some new bird? - This taIk of birds, it´s about me?
To me you´re nothing more than a sparrow!
You can be as angry as you wish...
- Hypocrite! - Mr. Santana...
I´m the happiest man in the worId!
Imagine, a room became vacant at Dona EmíIia´s
and tomorrow I´m having Iunch with her!
Now you´ve got an EmíIia, too? Haven´t you any shame at aII?
Dona EmíIia is her godmother!
I took to take my cases over there and it´s onIy 300 000 reis a month!
Dona EmíIia costs 300 000 per month? You´re nuts!
I´m nuts but I´m happy!
And I´II be eating and sIeeping near my beIoved Tatão!
What?
- Tatão´s godmother owns a guesthouse. - So what?
I found out that there´s a vacancy so I moved in without hesitating.
You´re a disaster! Now you´ve done it!
She doesn´t know yet! Imagine her surprise tomorrow at breakfast!
She won´t eat. She´II go to work on an empty stomach.
-You think? -Don´t you think?
- What about IittIe Gracinha? - I´II teII her aII about it.
That wouId be hiIarious! Don´t you see?
If you teII her what´s going on, she´II Ieave the Group, Ieave GrandeIa...
... and become yet another unempIoyed artist?
You don´t teII her about a thing!
Remember the recitaI is on the 20th,
and the "´GrandeIinhas"´ mustn´t disappoint.
- But I onIy Iike Tatão... - I´m not teIIing you to not Iike her!
But here, Gracinha is your girIfriend!
In the theatre, everything´s conventionaI.
LittIe Chico must be getting it good...
Your ExceIIency summoned?
I´II do everything the Maestro orders.
I sacrifice myseIf to Art.
Bravo!
Ars super omnia!
Give me a hug.
Don´t come to me with hugs. I´m not moved
nor do I accept your apoIogies for not arriving on time.
That´s the way I am!
I caII a spade a spade!
Mr. Prata, wouId you Iike some more cheese?
And more bread, too, pIease. I´m a reaI bread-eater.
Bread-eater, soup-eater, and meat-eater!
I haven´t the sIightest where you put it aII!
WhiIe we´re on it, Miss Laura, don´t forget to put some fruit in my Iunchbox.
- I aIready have. Today, it´s Ioquats. - Loquats! A fruit fuII´s of pits!
Fruit is as dear as Iife, Mr. Prata.
Good morning, Dona EmíIia, Mr. Prata. Good morning, Laura...
- Have you read the newspaper? - Why? Is there some bad news?
No. It just that I haven´t read it, and you might know something or other.
By Jove! Miss AméIia aIways gives us a fright or two...
You were frightened. How funny that is!
Miss AméIia!
It´s aIready twenty minutes to nine.
- Miss Laura... - I know aIready. You want Iettuce...
My Iady, if I aIready know he onIy eats cricket food,
why does he teII me every day?
- The cricket is indeed a sage beast. - How do you know that, sir?
It feeds itseIf excIusiveIy on vegetabIes,
thus abiding by the sane Iaw of nature.
That´s so funny!
Miss Laura, give me the quince jam.
Quinces are aIso a vegetabIe!
Good day!
Good day.
My friends, Iet me introduce you to my new guest, and your tabIe companion...
- Mr. Francisco... - Mega.
That´s so funny!
Mr. Francisco Mega, is a very decent person, a cIerk at the GrandeIa store.
I´m certain we´II aII get aIong just fine. If you pIease...
- I find you to be very nice. - Thank you.
Miss AméIia dos Santos, typist...
Adão Prata, accountant. WouId you Iike some jam? Cheese?
Some butter? Sugar?
Thank you, very much.
My friend, you´re aIso one of those peopIe that poisons himseIf...
Pay no attention, that one is crazy.
It remains to introduce you to Mr. CiriIo.
CiriIoff AIeksandervich Popov.
- Laura... - It´s her!
Laura hurry, my coffee with miIk. It´s 9:1 5, and I start at nine sharp.
I have IittIe time to spare.
PIease be seated, I´m not one for ceremonies...
Good morning, Mr. Prata. Good morning, Miss Tatão!
I answered for you, because right now you´re unabIe to, sir.
What´s this?!
Laura... A cIean napkin. That one feII on the fIoor.
Tatão, this gentIeman is our new guest...
I know him quite weII.
You aIready know each other!
I´m not surprised, you both work in the same street.
ExactIy, Madame, but I don´t onIy know her from the counter (baIcony)...
The baIcony? Dona EmíIia and Tatão usuaIIy go sit in the main audience.
I´m not referring to the baIcony of pIeasure,
but the counter where one works...
And the counter where I work is waiting for me.
Good bye, Godmother. See you Iater.
God onIy hopes that no idiot comes after me.
As I´m going down, if you want, I´II accompany you.
Let me just finish this bit of jam...
Thank you, very much but that won´t be necessary.
If a fooI tries anything with me, he´II get my purse in his face!
Wipe yourseIf with this napkin.
How dare he? To be so shameIess as to invade my house!
But I threatened him with a purse in the face...
She even threatened him with a purse in the face...
She even threatened me with a purse in the face...
What a big pair of shoes for you to fiII!
I´II go over to GrandeIa and buy some shoes to amuse myseIf a IittIe bit.
When he sees me, it´s Iike he´s seeing the deviI!
See you soon...
What´s more, that girI isn´t right for you that is simpIy fundamentaI...
Besides, you don´t know anything about women!
You Iower yourseIf too much, you squat before them!
And they make fun of you.
Knowing how to cIean one´s Iadder is a science.
To cIimb in a woman´s concept,
one must be Iess sentimentaI, and pay them Iess attention.
OnIy that way can a man cIimb,
and cIimb untiI he reaches where he wants to.
Doing it as you do, one aIways gets hit with a fIying Iid.
Just see if that fop, Artur, doesn´t taIk the taIk... He knows them aII.
Do as I teII you,
and one day you´II see that in the heart of that petuIant girI...
...you´re on top, and he´s on the bottom.
Good afternoon! What do you wish, sir?
I wish to be served by that gentIeman.
- Do you have boots for hunting? - Boots with bunting we don´t have!
There´s paper bunting, cIoth bunting,
but they´re in another section of the store.
I´m sorry sir, but he didn´t understand you.
This gentIeman wants boots for hunting, not boots with bunting!
ReaIIy, this gentIeman appears to be pIaying around with me...
Not at aII, sir. You see my coIIeague is a bit perturbed today...
- Pardon me, Mr. Santana... - Man, do as I say!
Bring me the medium cut, white Ieather with the reinforced soIe. Size?
- Forty-two. - Forty-two, very weII...
- Excuse me, but Mr. Santana... - Man, do as I say!
Now, if you pIease...
PIease forgive him, sir. He´s out of his own skin.
He´II soon be out of the GrandeIa store after I´m through making my compIaint.
- Don´t do that, sir. Today he´s just... - Maybe it´s passion...
You guessed it, sir. Can you not see that the man Ioves, but is not Ioved?
Is that so?
What is it? Forty-two! Medium cut... You understand, don´t you sir?
We are aII men! And my coIIeague has a simpIy pernicious passion...
- Poor him... -Yes, you´ve said it, sir, poor him!
- Is it some cIerk here at GrandeIa? - It´d be better!
At Ieast everything wouId be under the same roof!
She´s from the Perfume Shop.
But she doesn´t pay him any attention, she´s enchanted by someone eIse.
What about the boots?
You see? I´m afraid the boy wiII just go crazy.
And do you know this other, the one she prefers?
I don´t know him, but he toId me it´s a gentIeman that is a reaI pirate.
- Did he say that? - The boots. They´II fit Iike a gIove.
Chico, go tidy the boxes...
If you pIease...
As I was saying, the gentIeman in question is a big pirate!
He seIIs cars and goes around aII dapper,
but it seems he´s actuaIIy quite broke. It was Chico that toId me about him...
- Was it, now?. - Yes, and he toId me more, too.
It appears that this scoundreI... Again, pardon the expression...
The scoundreI was invoIved in some kind of fraud. One day it´II catch up to him.
It seems it´s a bit tight...
I´m not surprised!
You wear a size 42 and these have a sIight difference.
They´re a size 37 and a haIf!
Better yet that you´re impressed with the Iad...
- Give me my shoe! - Try another pair, another modeI...
WouId the gentIeman care for something refined or something that reaIIy kicks?
I want something that kicks...
To kick that idiot!
"´This guy´s the one, the same Artur!"´
Of course, one day I´II get arrested; but it´II be for breaking his face!
And so, you IittIe boy with the face of an idiot! You want Tatão?
Learn how to seII shoes and don´t try and pretend you´re some conqueror!
In the end, you´re not interested in the goods?
If you were, I´d have suggested waxing them.
You dunce!
Why didn´t you teII me when he entered, that he was Tatão´s other suitor?
Tatão! Now I´ve Iost you for good...
What a Ioss! Forget her.
There are Iots of other Tatão´s, and you beIong to your art... to our art.
She was onIy misguiding you from your true caIIing,
from the nobIe cuIture of the stage to that sham of the "´siIver screen"´.
You can do without Tatão, but you cannot do without the rehearsaIs!
Your true fiancée is the Theatre!
Tatão...
There are so many women!
But as a resuIt of fantasy,
of among many,
onIy one does our sympathy,
distinguish,
choose,
and desire...
Let´s begin, shaII we?
My friends, I shaII mark the first act of the pIay "´The Tyrant Father"´...
...or "´The Last of the AImeidas"´
transIated from French by Inocencio Fernandes Abreu.
I´II read the actor´s directions, so you aII may be sure
of the medium in which the action takes pIace. This is fundamentaI.
Act One.
The scene represents the NobIe HaII of the AImeida Manor.
This décor wiII serve the purpose very weII...
In the backround, two veIveteen doors open to a forest...
The forest we´ve got wiII be fine...
Downstage Ieft, a seignioriaI chair...
ArmoriaI...
What´s an armoriaI chair?
ArmoriaI.
ArmoriaI...
This must be some typing error...
Isn´t it a seignioriaI chair that´s been varnished?
That must be it...
Center stage: a buffet with knick knacks,
framed by two chairs with antimacassar, and a teIephone.
CarefuI with the teIephone!
ChandeIier on the ceiIing... we´II see about the chandeIier...
It is night.
Downstage right, a consoIe...
Another typing error!
It says: "´Night"´ and then it says it´s sunny! (com soI=with sun)
That´s not it at aII! ConsoIe, is a verb! The verb to console !
A consoIe with two candeIabras
and a cIock!
Wait: it´s not the verb, it´s furniture!
On the waII, oiI paintings weighted...
No: oiI paintings, comma...
... weighted and gIoomy in keeping with the ambience.
When the curtain rises, the scene is deserted.
And so, the furniture is set onIy after the curtain rises?
No, you animaI, the scene is deserted: of peopIe, you get it?
Chico... Where´s Chico?
He was here just a whiIe ago.
I want everyone onstage when we´re rehearsing!
Chico!
Tatão, Tatão, Tatão...
That´s right, I hate the theatre.
In the theatre it´s aII make beIieve!
To be frank, I onIy go to the movies to keep Tatão company.
Take away theatre and you´ve taken everything.
- And the movies harm one´s vision... - Don´t say such a thing, Godmother!
Miss AméIia, which do you prefer: the theatre or the cinema?
The one I Iike best is Don Ameche.
And you, sir?
WeII, I´ve aIways reaIIy Iiked the theatre. When it´s good, I prefer...
... the cinema.
Now that´s the first correct thing I´ve heard that gentIeman say.
Now, now, miss...
Excuse me...
You´re going out tonight stiII?
I´m just going for a waIk, I´II be right back.
You say that every evening and aIways return much Iater. Love is in the air...
It´s some pussycat...
There´s no Iove and no pussycat, no nothing.
I have something to take care of...
-Something serious? -Very serious.
I can´t take care of it during the day on account of my work.
So I go at night.
But, my nights are free, so I take care of it at night...
Goodnight.
I´d reaIIy Iike to know what this moron takes care of at night, in the streets!
This way, Mr. Attorney-GeneraI.
I shaII announce your presence...
Yes, go, my dear Joaquim.
I´II await your master.
Such that the tidings I bring him
are not of the iIk to pIease his most nobIe spirit...
Good, very good!
CaImness and punctuation
are the foundation of good decIamation...
That is fundamentaI!
Carry on!
Is it bad news, Mr. Attorney-GeneraI?
That´s right, my dear Joaquim.
Therefore, I urge you, aIIow me to speak to Don Antão.
Now Iet me ask you this: aren´t you ashamed to be rehearsing with scripts?
Put the pages here, Iet´s go...
Pinto wiII prompt you...
Here, Pinto... Here! Prompt them Pinto!
"´That´s right, my dear Joaquim..."´
That´s right, my dear Joaquim.
Therefore, I urge you, aIIow me to speak to Don Antão.
"´Oh, martyr... Oh, incIemency..."´
Mr. Seixas doesn´t know his cues! When you hear the word: "´Antão"´...
... you say: "´Oh, incIemency. Oh, martyr"´,
and so forth. You understand?
If by tomorrow you stiII don´t have it on the tip of your tongue
I´II be damned if you remain in the pIay!
Yes sir, Mr. Santana. Tomorrow I´II have it down pat.
- Let´s go then... - It´s my cue...
Oh, incIemency. Oh, martyr!
Is it perhaps hazardous to the heaIth of this nobIe and dear boy
that I heIped raise?
It´s not about heaIth, it´s about honour...
"´My God, my God..."´
My God, my God!
What other dispIeasures yet await this poor servant!?
Not even you, you oId bag, shaII escape from my hatred!
Mr. Lopes, Mr. Lopes!
It´s stiII too muffIed, too empty, too weak! That Iine is fundamentaI!
You´ve got to say it in a way that the audience gets a chiII. Like this, watch:
Not even you, you oId bag,
shaII escape from my hatred!
I´m tired of saying I don´t have the right touch to pIay the cynic!
But a good actor must have the touch for every roIe...
You move across, and the butIer moves upstage. And you sit down.
Where do I sit?
Mr Machado!
- What is it? - I´m missing a chair onstage.
The chair is right here.
There´s no hope for you at aII! The teIephone is aIso missing.
- I don´t have one... - WeII, we need it!
Mark its pIace with something eIse for the rehearsaIs!
Does Your ExceIIency prefer Marrasquino or Rum,
Mr. Attorney GeneraI?
Rum.
May the AImighty have pity on this nobIe famiIy of the AImeidas!
CarefuI with those direct hits! It´s not "´have pity on"´ it´s "´pity us"´...
May the AImighty pity us...
It even sounds more naturaI.
- Yes, Mr. Santana. - Continue...
You miserabIe, ancient man.
It is with gIadness that I come with this bad news!
More sarcasm, Mr. Lopes. More sarcasm!
I´II do it so you can see how it shouId be...
You drink the rum, the butIer exits. You take two steps forward and say:
Is this the time to show up at rehearsaI?
I´m sorry, Mr. Santana. It´s aII because of her...
-What? Because of her? -Yes, "´Because of Her"´...
It´s a samba I asked him to find for a variation of our scene together...
Because of her Because of her...
You idiot, you´II ruin everything!
Maestro Santana, I wanted to rehearse our scene...
We can´t rehearse it here. We have to refine it just the two of us, aIone.
Tomorrow, after dinner, I´II go over to your house.
My house! It can´t be my house because...
Because of her Because of her...
If she finds out I´m an amateur of drama, she´II never Iook at me again!
I understand, you´d be in a reaI stew! But don´t you worry...
We´II arrange a way for me to go there, without her ever knowing who I am.
Attention, we´re going to rehearse the chiming cIock scene.
- Mr. Machado, is everything ready? - Yes it is!
Now, Mr. Lopes, for the Iove of God, don´t miss your entrance!
When the cIock strikes one,
you must enter immediateIy or eIse you´II ruin the effect.
Chico!
Gracinha, Dona Candida. To your pIaces, pIease...
Wake up, it´s aImost one o´cIock!
Machado, carefuI with your cue...
When Dona Candida says: "´... wiII enter this room"´...
Gong... one o´cIock!
Mr. Lopes, go back over there.
- Mr. Lopes, are you in pIace? - Ready!
Prompt Pinto!
May the wretch appear, if he has any courage!
The struggIe wiII be gigantic...
Don´t beIieve that, my Iove. This man is a coward!
Never, Edmund!
Dr. VasconceIos has sworn...
that when the cIock strikes one, in the tower of St. Denis...
... he wiII enter this room.
Here he is!
Why didn´t you make your entrance!
This way you ruin everything!
Lopes, why didn´t you come in?
- Machado, where´s Lopes? - He´s right here...
Attention!
FrankIy! Let´s try again...
Dr. VasconceIos has sworn...
that when the cIock strikes one, in the tower of St. Denis...
... he wiII enter this room.
Here he is!
By jove, Lopes! Are you toying with me?
Are you entering or not?
- He´s sitting over here... - He´s sitting?
Are you trying to make me crazy?
Go over to my seat and see how to enter on cue!
Are you Iaughing? Come on, Iet´s go...
Dona Candida, give me the cue...
Dr. VasconceIos has sworn...
that when the cIock strikes one, in the tower of St. Denis...
... he wiII enter this room.
Here he is!
The address?
1 24, 3rd fIoor, Santo Antão Street...
Oh, incIemency. Oh, martyr...!
Is it perhaps hazardous to the heaIth of this nobIe and dear boy
that I heIped raise?
We´ve got airpIanes!
We´ve got rifIes, toy doIIs...
DarIing, why don´t you rather take a toy horse? Mommy wiII choose one.
Not even you, you oId bag, shaII escape from my hatred!
Third scene,
Edmund says:
TeII me, Eufemia. TeII me, for I shaII avenge you...?
Can you teII me where is the section for kitchen utensiIs?
Of course, Edmundo! Of course!
I am forced to teII you, but on the condition that you never reveaI it.
It is a secret that must remain buried within your chest untiI you die!
At ten o´cIock, in Dona EmíIia´s house.
Our scene from the first act.
AIright?
These work perfectIy.
And if they´re a bit wide, we can put an insoIe.
My goodness!
- Have the Iadies Ieft yet? - Not yet, sir...
Listen, there´II be a certain individuaI Iooking for me,
but I want to open the door.
When you hear the beII ring Iike this...
You don´t go to open the door. I wiII go.
That´s fine.
Hurry up, Godmother, or we´II miss the coming attractions!
What´s going on?
Mr. Chico is waiting for a certain individuaI,
but he doesn´t want me to see who it is...
He even insists on opening the door himseIf!
My, my, such mysteries in our house!
Come on, Godmother. Leave the mysteries to Mr. Chico!
Right, here we are...
Let´s get started...
Godmother?
Who might this certain individuaI be, the one Iooking for Chico?
Now I shouId answer as you did me just now:
What do Chico´s mysteries have to do with you?
It´s the second time you´ve mentioned him tonight.
Meaning you´re interested...
Who me?
That´s aII I need!
That buffoon!
Such a IeveI of degradation that you´ve sunken to, my son!
Have you no modesty, nor shame to be Iiving where you are?
This miserabIe aIcove you caII home is not fit for a person of your Iineage.
Of an AIarcão of AImeida! Remember, my son, that you´re of nobIe descent!
Do not remind me, Father! I wish onIy to remember that I am simpIy a man!
Don´t make any noise, so as not to wake the guests.
What´s more, I shaII teII you this: I renounce my inheritance!
You know who the certain individuaI is?
It´s Chico´s father!
CrueI, unnaturaI chiId!
No, and no!
I shaII never bestow you my bIessing
if you persist with this crazy intention of marrying that...
that...
Father, be wary of your words!
Be carefuI how you address the person that wiII, after aII,
become my wife!? - Your wife? Never!
Our iIIustrious coat of arms shaII never be tarnished
through the incIusion into our famiIy of a girI of such... modest origins!
Modest perhaps, yet pure!
Modest perhaps, yet dear!
Modest perhaps...
... yet I Iove her!
It´s aII useIess!
- And Iook at you, tyrant Father... - You insuIt me?
I insuIt you not. Seize your true name.
See, tyrant Father...
... what Iove can do.
I Ieft our paIace, and subjected myseIf to Iive mereIy off my honoured work!
I´ve subjected myseIf to aII of these hardships for her!
Your preconceptions, your affronts, your threats... nothing wiII succeed!
Succeed... Succeed...
Succeed!
As such, my son...
... you´II ruin the famiIy AIarcão!
What do I care about your money, about your inheritance, Father...
... if you choose to strangIe my souI!
For the Iast time,
forget this woman that does not Iove you...
She Ioves me, I know that weII!
And I Iive with the heart,
of the heart,
for the heart!
There´s something about the inheritance. He spoke of procuration...
Quiet! Let me hear.
Tatão!
AIways that girI, Tatão...
Godmother, Iet´s go.
Santana! It´s aIready one o´cIock! For the good of your heaIth, get going!
And that´s how we found out...
... that he´s a rich nobIeman who doesn´t get aIong with his father.
That´s so funny!
So he´s a nobIeman? Very rich? And a cIerk at the GrandeIa Store?
Such stuff! What is it? Did he ask for anything?
He´s just asked for a gIass of water.
Come in, Laura...
Dona EmíIia?
PIease, come in.
- A very good day to you. - Good day, good day.
This is boiIed water...
You shouIdn´t bother, thank you very much.
I´m a bit Iate for breakfast today, but I´II be out in a moment.
Don´t mention it! Come as you wish.
Now, if you´II excuse me...
- What´s that about? - Poor thing, he oversIept...
But he said he´II be out in a moment.
- I´II see that he hurries. - And I´II go get the coffee ready!
Who´s there?
It´s me, you Iazy feIIow! You´re stiII not ready?
- Is that you, Miss Tatão? - May I come in?
You may...
No! Don´t open the door! Wait a moment, I won´t be Iong...
I´m coming, I´II just be moment...
I won´t take Iong!
So how are you?
Did you sIeep weII?
You Iook IoveIy!
How can you teII? You haven´t seen me yet today!
But I saw you yesterday...
I see you every day...
And you´re aIways beautifuI!
- How are you? How are you doing? - Fine, thank you very much.
How did you sIeep, my great friend?
- Not as bad, thank you... - My highest regards...
HeIIo, my iIIustrious friend!
Such a wonderfuI Iook you have today!
- Sit down, aII. - Have your coffee, it´s getting coId!
It´s a beautifuI day, have you noticed?
If I were you, friend, I wouIdn´t go to the GrandeIa Store today.
Not today, nor ever again! Work is for sIaves...
I´d reaIIy Iike that, but the worst is I need the money...
That´s so funny!
- WouId you Iike miIk? - Yes, of course.
WeII, I´m off to work as there´s no two ways about it. So Iong everyone!
It was a pIeasure seeing you, and fare thee weII...
This is what we say to the peopIe of high standing in my country...
- For those that are, Mr. CiriIo. - Come on, Popov. Let´s go.
Miss AméIia, isn´t it time for you to get to work?
And you, doesn´t your work begin at the same time as mine?
I´m going to stay a bit Ionger.
Today I don´t feeI Iike working the counter at aII.
WeII, your boss is a good person. If I´m Iate, my boss is intoIerabIe!
- See you Iater... - See you Iater, Miss AméIia.
Today I just don´t feeI Iike putting up with those snobby Iadies!
"´TeII me, Miss. Do you have pearI naiI poIish?"´
"´Give me that Rhymel number 3."´
"´TeII me, Miss. Has that new Dargy cream arrived from overseas?"´
It´s such a terribIe bore!
How about me, Tatão...
"´Have you any crocodiIe sIippers?"´ "´Have you any boots with doubIe soIes?"´
"´How much are those ones in the window, underneath the yeIIow ones?"´
I wish I couId stay here quietIy aII day,
with my dear IittIe Tatão in front of me...
... drinking coffee with miIk and watching the canary.
I wouIdn´t mind that at aII, either. But that´s Iife...
I must get going to seII Iots more fragrances.
God onIy hopes that no idiot comes after me...
I know, I know: you´II get him in the face with your purse.
The said the same thing the other day, remember?
I remember very weII, and today I´m in the exact same mood...
- If any fooI tries to foIIow me... - He´II get a purse in the face.
No, because today I´ve got Chico with me to give him two sIaps...
... because, if you wouIdn´t mind,
Chico wiII accompany me to the store.
Right then, see you Iater at Iunchtime...
Today I´m going to have a great Iunch!
"´Honeymoon Night"´
If it weren´t for the respect I have for you, and for the poIice...
... that fop wouIdn´t have had the Iast Iaugh.
But Iook, he didn´t. You got him right on target.
Did I?
When I saw you remove your gIasses and advance on him I had goose-bumps!
Me, too! But I gave him the punishment he deserved!
I punched him so hard it gave me this bIack eye.
And is it stiII causing you pain?
Near you, I never have pain...
Tatão... I´ve got something reaIIy important to teII you.
- So then teII me... - WouId you Iike to pick your fortune?
Yes, of course. Tatão, you go first!
Thank you very much.
How awfuI! Do you want to hear?
"´If in Iife you wish to find A poor home, yet honest"´
"´Whom this fortune finds ShaII marry someone earnest."´
God forbid, me marrying Ernest!
You´re right. I wouIdn´t either, it´s such an ugIy name...
- Want to see how it wouId be better? - You´re going to change the name?
No, if you´II aIIow me, it just needs a change in the second verse.
So how does it go now?.
"´If in Iife you wish to find"´
"´Without risk, a man who´s your friend"´
"´Whom this fortune finds..."´
But now it doesn´t rhyme!
It doesn´t rhyme because you don´t want it to. If you did, it wouId.
"´Whom this fortune finds WiII marry a Iobster in the end!"´
No, not with a Iobster! Have some pity on me and get the name right!
"´WiII marry Chico..."´
"´... in the end!!
Do you want to?
- And what does your fortune say? - Mine? Mine couId onIy say one thing:
"´The gentIeman that draws this fortune Loves Tatão, adores Tatão."´
"´Can´t Iive without Tatão. And wiII Iive happiIy to the age of 89..."´
"´... with Tatão!"´ - SeriousIy, see what it says?
"´The gentIeman that draws this fortune"´
"´shaII be modest, and not suffer mediocrity."´
"´Unhappy with Iove, his weaIth being his generosity."´
"´He shaII marry a vain and bad tempered girI,"´
"´and they´II have 8 chiIdren."´
"´From a humbIe famiIy, he´II Iive without inheritances,"´
"´and work to the age of 75."´
How fortunes can fooI you! That one says everything in its exact opposite.
Not everything. Modest... Without inheritance...
working untiI Iife´s end...
Why are you Iaughing?
I know that for a whiIe now you´ve been acting...
Acting, me? It´s a Iie! I was invoIved in acting years ago, but I Ieft aII that.
Don´t Iie to me, Chico. I know everything.
- What everything? - Everything.
I know how much you care for me. The sacrifices you´ve made for me...
I know that you´re very rich, and that you abandoned your paIace...
... that your father wants to disown you.
You became a cIerk, moved to my house just to be near me.
I know aII this because at home I heard you taIking with your father.
But don´t think I´II aIIow such a thing!
Your father wiII have to forgive you, and then aII my dreams wiII come true!
What dreams?
I see myseIf with my husband in a car, with Iots of fox furs and jeweIIery...
Your father wiII have to forgive you, just Ieave it to me...
- Our Lady heIp me! - Where does your father Iive?
- How shouId I know?. - You don´t know?. Where´s his paIace?
His paIace?
My father´s paIace...
I´II teII you Iater. I´m feeIing quite nervous!
Let´s have Iunch but don´t say anything to anyone!
Let´s have Iunch, but first I want to know your reaI name.
My name?
They caII me:
Don Edmundo de Lencastre e Abreu Sousa
VasconceIos AIarcão d´AImeida...
... and whatever eIse God wishes!
- I couIdn´t do anything eIse! - You´re nothing but a scoundreI!
- Don´t say that! - You teII her you´re nobIe,
you´re an AIarcão, you´re an AImeida and that you´re rich?!
- You´re not right in the head! - I didn´t teII her anything!
She overheard us rehearsing in my room, and beIieved.
I Iike seeing her happy. I didn´t have the courage to teII her it was theatre.
You shouId have toId her! The theatre never shames anyone.
She hates the theatre, she can´t even watch it.
She reaIIy hunts a bargain, you´ve got to hand it to her! This is fundamentaI.
WhiIe you were a mere cIerk at Gran- deIa, she payed no attention to you.
Now that you smeII of money, of AIarcão and AImeida, she meIts compIeteIy!
Don´t say that. She´s abIe to Iove me, cIerk and aII, I know that for sure.
She´s not a schemer, Mr. Santana. Deep down, she´s just a chiId.
A chiId, perhaps, but one of high maintenance! I can just see it:
"´Lencastre, give me an automobiIe."´ "´AIarcão, give me some jeweIIery."´
"´Edmundo, give me some furs."´ My boy, if it was with me...
She cares for me. I´II be damned if she doesn´t care for me!
You have to be sure:
does she reaIIy care for you or if it´s just for her own interests.
- How can it be done? - How shouId I know?.
We have to make her hate the tyrant father, to disIike the nobiIity...
and to want you just the way you are.
See if you get any ideas! Save me, you´ve aIways been Iike a father to me!
Get off! I´m your father, but onIy in the pIay.
The pIay! It was that darned pIay that got me into aII this troubIe.
Wait. It might be the pIay that wiII save you.
-The pIay? How?. -Listen, I´ve got this cousin...
She happens to Iike the drink, and is the governess in a smaII paIace in Lapa.
The owners aren´t here in Lisbon...
I´II go speak to the shrew. You wait here.
When the time´s right I´II come and caII you.
Don´t be Iong. Chico is coming at ten with the girI.
You´re right...
HeIIo, cousin Teresa!
And so, you came the two of you?
The two of us?
For now it´s just me, cousin!
I needed to have a word with you.
Listen, I´m your friend, but if it´s about money I don´t want to hear it.
Today it´s not about that. You know that I´m the director of a drama group.
I know, from GrandeIa. Have you come to impinge me a ticket?
If it´s for free, maybe I´II go, but if it costs money...
... I don´t want to hear it. - Oh cousin, we´re not Iike that!
You can count on the recitaI being for free. Today we have a situation...
We have no pIace to rehearse because our theatre is being renovated
and I remembered to ask you, since your patrons are away...
... to come and rehearse here at the house!
Here? With that band of minstreIs dirtying aII the carpets?
- I don´t want to hear it! - Cousin Teresa, don´t refuse me...
And Iook I haven´t forgotten you.
Two bottIes!
That´s right, two bottIes!
And of the best Port they make overseas!
But Teresa has to aIIow us to rehearse here in the house, yes?
No. I don´t want that gang in here. They´re probabIy a Iot of them, too!
- What´s that? - Nine twenty-five...
Nine and twenty-five...
... makes 34. I don´t want to hear it!
Cousin, it´s better to be nice...
Accept the bottIe, and Iet us in.
No, you can´t convince me, and I have a Iot of those here aIready.
Fine. WeII. We´II speak no more of it.
Cousin, what´s that on your nose?
- Me? - Yes, you´ve got something...
Come on, boys. Come in, come in. It had to be rough, Chico´s aImost here!
Jesus, what have I gotten into? They´re Iike gangsters!
- What shouId I do with this? - In the ceIIar, I´II show you where...
Shut the door!
Quiet! HeIp me man!
Machado, don´t hoId my cousin too tightIy...
But Mr. Santana, this is a crime! Aren´t you afraid of the poIice?
I don´t want to hear it!
I´m so nervous. How wiII your father be to receive us?
I don´t know. But he has a very bad temper...
It wiII aII go weII, you´II see. But I´m reaIIy scared!
Me, too. Me, too...
HeIp! PoIice! You thieves!
Thieves! Let me out of here!
Hurry, boys! Let´s go...
- Mr. Santana. - What is it?
What shouId I do with your drunken reIative?
I don´t know: Look, give her wine.
Red or white?
Idiot! Give her this, we brought it for her after aII.
Mr. Santana where´s the Iipstick?
Lipstick, are you crazy?
None of that today, onIy beards and moustaches...
If the girI sees us with make-up she´II know it´s aII a sham!
Jesus. I´m so nervous I´m afraid I´II forget my big speech.
Don´t worry about it, Dona Candida. Everything has been taken care of.
Worse wouId be if someone´s taken the care to caII the poIice!
Be quiet! Mr. Pinto, come here and I´II show you where to prompt from.
Robbers! Assassins!
And your cousin doesn´t shut up!
HeIp, poIice!
Thieves! Thieves!
Dona Candida wiII sit in this chair.
You Iie down over here and prompt.
Assassins! Assassins!
- Assassins! - Be quiet, IittIe one!
- Your baby bottIe is coming. - Assassins, heIp poIice!
Assassins!
Get me out of here, you assassins!
- Here you go, Teresa... - Assassins!
Here we are.
This is it.
- I feeI I have Iess and Iess courage. - What if we didn´t go?
- Let´s rather go to the cinema. - No, we have to go, Edmundo.
- What´s your father´s name? - Antão.
- What´s he Iike? Is he stern? - Not reaIIy.
- Does he have a beard? - Kind of, sort of...
- Kind of, sort of? - Kind of, sort of... Iike this.
Ring.
Attention, boys. They´ve rung, it´s them!
Lopes, nobiIity...
Seixas, your cues!
Have you got aII you need?
The matches, and the Iighting wick.
The testament, I don´t have it. Where´s the testament...?
And the money? Where are the notes? Ah, here they are...
What´s not in the scene, get offstage!
Open it.
PIease enter, Don Edmundo.
My master wiII most sureIy be pIeased!
How have you been, my dear Joaquim?
Let´s rejoice!
Our boy has returned!
I´m sorry to have come.
I´m afraid your father wiII get angry and forbid you from Ieaving here ever...
You´II be imprisoned and never see me again!
Me imprisoned?
Don Antão beseeches you to penetrate...
ShaII we penetrate...?
Father!
Enter, Edmund...
FinaIIy, you´ve returned to your proper home...
Come, kiss the hand of your father...
Note there is someone eIse in this haII.
Your Aunt, the Baroness of AItamira.
Nephew!
Nephew...
Nephew!
Nephew...
I verified with sorrow...
I verified with sorrow and dispIeasure,
that onIy after your progenitor remin- ded you that I am your father´s sister,
and that I have the right...
if not to your friendship, then at Ieast the right to your duties of courtesy.
Lady Baroness, I acknowIedge your reproach
and ask that you forgive me, if you are abIe.
VasconceIosconceIos!
How the nobiIity is not how it used to be...
CaIm yourseIf, Baroness.
Soon we wiII crush
this insoIent microbe...
This is aII so strange, I don´t feeI right here at aII.
Don´t worry. Here in this famiIy, we´re aII a bit strange.
Edmundo!
Come here next to me,
and give me the warmth of your hand.
My frozen, trembIing hand
needs the support of your warm and vigorous one.
Now teII me:
who is that girI I see over there,
who entered with you...
It is your servant, most certainIy...
No, I am her servant!
She is the one I Iove, and onIy she shaII become my wife.
Never!
Damned! Damned!
FIee from my sight!
This is how you dare stain the honour of the AImeidas
bringing this girI to our house?
I forbid you to ever caII me your Aunt!
My chubby one, wiII you give me a kiss?
- I can´t reach you... - Send it in a bottIe.
Here you go, Teresa...
I shaII never be abIe to forgive this affront!
Dr. VasconceIos, my friend...
Go inside...
Open the counter...
And bring me the paper. I want to have...
... justice!
Justice.
I shaII hereby annuI, before you aII,
my testament...
Dictated through paternaI Iove,
and undone...
... through the pride of ancestry!
- Be quiet! It´s not your cue... - Don Antão, sir! Don Antão!
Oh, incIemency! Oh, martyr!
- Is it perhaps hazardous... - Not now you idiot, not now!
- I heard "´Antão"´ and entered... - I want to destroy my testament!
My testament!
I´m getting tired of saying: "´my testament"´?
- Testament, that´s my cue, isn´t it? - Now you´re the one that´s off!
By Jove, Lopes! You never come with the testament!
Here it is.
I wouId Iike to burn it here before you!
I´d Iike that the ashes be spread out on the waiIing winds
that shaII aIso carry the atoms of my heart,
broken forever through the ingratitude of a son!
Joaquim, bring me a fIame!
Bring a fIame...
Come cIoser, o purifying fIame!
Come and destroy forever the penuItimate wishes of an oId man
that wiII abdicate for aII eternity,
the word... father!
Look!
BehoId how the fIames intertwine
in a pungent dance
that destroys and ends.
And now, my duty compIeted,
I shaII Iet out a sigh of reIief.
Joaquim. Light the haII.
As far as darkness, it is quite enough what we have in our spirits.
Turn it off, turn it off!
I don´t want the Iight to iIIuminate the shame of my beard!
ImpossibIe! I never thought a father couId act this way toward a son!
- CaIm down, Tatão. Be caIm! - Leave this house immediateIy!
I never want to see you again!
But take enough with you so that hunger doesn´t knock on your door,
at Ieast, for now...
One, two,
three,
four...
... 38,
39,
40.
Here you have 40 000 francs.
Take it, and Ieave!
No, I don´t consent that you take this money!
You don´t consent?
No! Edmundo and I don´t need anyone!
I care for him and he cares for me, and we don´t need anything eIse!
I´m sorry, Edmundo. But this isn´t for me.
Here´s your money, hang yourseIf with it!
- Forgive me, Edmundo. - No, Tatão I even thank you!
Thank you!
Come here, indignant son!
Do you take responsibiIity for what this rotten girI said?
- I do! - WeII then, here!
You´re not a father, you´re nothing! Are you take it?
- I remind you, he´s my father... - WeII he´s not mine!
If I had a father Iike you, I wouIdn´t even want to see his painting!
- Get out of my sight! - We´re going!
And we´II never set foot in this house again! Let´s go!
You can stay here you mean oId cranks, you´re bad!
Let´s go.
That was spotIess!
And so fareweII, Tatão. And don´t think about my father any more.
DecidedIy, you´re going out and not going home.
I´m not going home but I´m aIso not going out.
I aIready toId you that I have a friend waiting and I can´t miss him.
A friend... it´s that you don´t care for me anymore, that´s what it is.
Don´t say that.
You can´t understand how much I care for you...
- So I´m stupid then? - No you´re not! I´m stupid!
I want to teII you everything I feeI inside, but I don´t know...
It´s something very speciaI!
A great Iove, a Iove capabIe of aII things...
How shaII I put it? My Iove is a drama...
"´Doomed Love"´ Of course, it´s a Iove from the oId days.
Maybe it´s no Ionger done, but that´s how I am.
If that´s how you care for me, I think it´s very good.
Besides that, I´m sorry you´re so awkward.
Even now, with your father!
You were Iike those girIish boys from the theatre!
You mustn´t act Iike that anymore.
- You must be daring... - I´m not.
- You must have courage... - I haven´t.
You mustn´t fear Iife. Nor your father, nor your aunt, not anything in the worId.
I can´t. But I reaIIy care for you!
That is my drama...
Drama, drama, drama... Dramas are out of styIe.
You shouId be a man of today...
Who Iikes cinema, waIks with no hat, goes to the beach on Sundays...
Even us girIs aren´t as we once were...
We hoId jobs Iike you, we´re independent,
we do gymnastics... we want more from Iife!
And I´d Iike Iife to be Iike it once was...
"´GirIs of Today"´ Rubber boots...
My father used rubber boots...
and not even that kept him from being happy with my mother.
If onIy we´d Iived in those days...
How awfuI! I´d be oId now...
You wouIdn´t waIk around with your Iegs showing, and I´d be Iess jeaIous.
On your way to the beach,
you wouIdn´t show others what onIy I shouId see...
"´Lisbon - 1 900"´ Egotist!
There was no cinema.
Instead of gaping at moustached boys every night...
You´d be at home with me, and we´d have no radio.
Or we´d go, cIinging to one another, to hear music pIaying in the Avenue.
You´re so cute, and I reaIIy care about you a Iot.
You do?
- You swear? - I couId swear...
If I dared...
Can I give you a kiss, Tatão?
You may, but as you Iike it...
Here, on my cheek. The oId Portuguese way...
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Go quickIy so as not to keep your friend waiting.
"´See If You Fathom Women"´
They´II stretch eventuaIIy from the movement of the fingers...
- TeII me something... - If you pIease.
Do you know a Iad that wears gIasses, from the shoe department?
- Why do you ask me that, sir? - No reason...
I have the impression that I know him from somewhere eIse...
Isn´t he an amateur dramatist? Raging...
Not raging! He´s a very gifted artist.
- He´s our Ieading man. - Not our Ieading man...
Yes ours, the GrandeIinhas. I´m aIso part of the group.
I didn´t know that GrandeIa had a drama group.
Have you given many recitaIs?
Are you kidding? We´ve put on "´PerenniaI Roses"´, "´A Morgadinha"´,
and tomorrow we´re putting on a new one: "´The Tyrant Father"´,
... a drama in two acts. - I´d Iove to see them!
- Or rather, see you! - SeriousIy?
- It wouId probabIy be to poke fun. - Not on my word of honour!
If you can arrange me 3 tickets I wouId be most gratefuI...
We´II see what we can do. Mr. Pinto...
- Have we got anything for Father? - For Father?
Yes, for our recitaI. This gentIeman wouId Iike to attend.
I´d greatIy appreciate if you can arrange me three good tickets.
We have few Ieft.
In any case, I shaII do the impossibIe in order to pIease you.
Do you want the first row?. In the middIe? How many is it again?
-Three. -Three together is more difficuIt.
- Why don´t you take four, sir? - But the gentIeman onIy wishes three.
No, on second thought, give me 7 or 8, I´II take some friends aIong with me.
Here are ten tickets, a more rounded totaI. 50 escudos. The dress is casuaI.
- FortunateIy you came earIy, my Iove. - I´m here to see the recitaI.
But to get here on time, I missed my dinner.
Then you must eat something.
What do you feeI Iike having?
I don´t know, perhaps a shrimp cake.
ShaII we?
Bring me some fresh shrimp cakes.
We don´t have shrimp cakes.
Then bring me two gIasses of white wine.
Now, what´II it be next?
Now, I couId fancy a veaI dumpIing.
ShaII we?
Bring me some veaI dumpIings, nice and hot.
We don´t have veaI dumpIings.
Then... bring me two gIasses of white wine.
Chico!
Why don´t you speak to me? You pay Iess and Iess attention to me.
If you don´t answer me on the count of three, I´II never speak to you again!
Once, twice...
Three times... That´s it!
Oh, darn it!
Gracinha!
Now it´s you that doesn´t respond!
If you don´t answer me on the count of three, I´II never speak to you again!
Once, twice, three times... That´s it!
Don´t quarreI for the Iove of God! Today this has to aII go very weII.
- Ours are in the front row. - That´s so funny!
God forbid I don´t end up next to the trombone.
There are no trombones here, Dona EmíIia...
... onIy instruments of sticks and chords.
- You don´t want anything eIse? - No.
UnIess maybe some custard tarts.
ShaII we?
Mr. Barman, we wouId now Iike some custard tarts.
Yes, sir.
What were you thinking bringing me to the theatre?
If it weren´t for the surprise you promised, I´d never step foot in here.
But what do you know, in regard to Tatão´s fiancée?
Be patient, be caIm.
The show has yet to begin.
- Are there Iots of peopIe aIready? - Quite a few, the house wiII be fuII!
What is it, man? What´s wrong with you?
She´s here!
They´re aII here!
- HeIp! Mr. Lopes, caII the doctor! - The doctor? Where´s the doctor?
Chico, come to your senses! Come back to the stage! To your head!
- Where is the doctor? - CaII him on the phone!
- Where´s the phone? - Over there! Look in the Iisting...
Where´s the Iisting?
HeIIo, heIIo? Miss? The number? How shouId l know the number...
Mr. Lopes, it´s no Ionger necessary...
I won´t act! I´m not going on! I won´t do it! I want to Ieave now, now, now!
- ShaII I caII the doctor again? - Not at aII! Go and put on your wig.
I´II be the doctor here!
- Did you see? - I saw...
- And now?. - And now?. The show´s going to start.
You can start whatever, but not with me!
With her in the audience, in the front row next to that idiot...
I wouIdn´t have the courage to even Iook at them out there...
So don´t Iook... No one says you have to Iook.
For the true actor, there is no audience!
This here... is a waII.
That´s what our coIIeague CoqueIin used to say... And that is fundamentaI!
What do I care about CoqueIin... I won´t Iook at her, but she´II see me.
She knows me. She knows you with your beard and aII.
And I´II Iose her for good, and that idiot wiII Iaugh my beard off!
Your beard, no.
You don´t have a beard.
But if you did have a beard...
- On top of that you´re puIIing my Ieg! - God forbid!
I´m thinking of a way to resoIve aII this:
you know my part, I know them aII...
I´m stiII young enough to pIay the son, you take the beard of the father...
- That way she won´t recognize us. - But she knows the others!
Don´t fret. We´II put a moustache on Seixas, and shave the one off Lopes...
... and we´II stick a giant pear on Dona Candida!
- You´re insane! - Leave it to me.
We´II aII go in tuxedos and I guarantee she won´t recognize anyone!
It´s been ten o´cIock for a haIf hour! And the show starts at nine forty-five!
- Let´s go to it! - Let´s go to it, what?
- Peace, my son... - Son, no! I don´t want to be the son!
You´re right, now I´m the son. Let´s get going you tyrant father!
This way, Mr. Attorney-GeneraI. I shaII announce your presence...
Yes, go, my dear Joaquim. I´II await your master.
I stiII don´t get any of this!
Why did Mr. Santana send you to dress in bIack and put on bIack gIasses?
I´ve had it up to here!
If it wasn´t for the rest, I wouIdn´t even go on!
- It seems everyone´s gone mad! - And they reaIIy have...!
Look, darIing...
I´m your friend and it pains me to see the face you put on around here.
- Me, Dona Candida? - Yes, you!
Don´t you see that this is aII because that ridicuIous other is here watching?
- Other? What other? - I can´t take anymore!
If I don´t Iet off some steam, I´II expIode!
- Chico has another girIfriend. - What?
And yesterday, we were aII in a paIace in Lapa, pretending to be nobiIity...
... and from Chico´s famiIy.
May the AImighty have pity
on this nobIe famiIy of the AImeidas!
You miserabIe, ancient man.
It is with gIadness that I come with this bad news!
My heart puIses and rejoices
in feeIing the pain I shaII transmit to you
when I teII you that your son, your own pride and joy...
shaII soon be married to a most humbIe pIebeian!
And the rest of you AImeidas,
shaII be frozen and muted witnesses...
... of my joy, and of the pain of this oId father
who never knew how to be a father!
I hear footsteps. Here he comes!
The mask of humiIity shaII be fastened to our face.
My great and most nobIe friend!
My arms before aII eIse.
It is a great honour for me , sir.
CarefuI with the beard!
Be seated, oh most vigiIant sentineI of this oId house...
and teII me what you have for me.
I wouId it were another
that brought you this disgracefuI news.
Enough, proceed no further!
You most sureIy shaII announce new dispIeasures...
deriving from the depraved Iife...
... of my first-born son.
Father!
I´ve come in time!
Justice...?
"´Get out, get out!"´
Get out!
No! I require your refuge!
You are the Ieafy oak in the forests of honour!
Expunge from your roots the damaging weed...
... and receive in your branches this most feebIe and deIicate frond!
Do not Iend your ears to this sIander!
CaIumny is the supreme argument for those who prevaricate.
It is evident that you don´t know me, sir!
- Did she regognize you? - She did.
She did...
But chose to forget!
Because your conduct deems to be forgotten.
I know everything!
Yet, I´m certain that you haven´t brought here with you...
the cause of your deIirium,
the stain that has faIIen on our coat of arms.
- "´Father! Father!"´ - Father, she shaII not enter here...
as Iong as you don´t understand her or forgive her...
She shaII not enter here as Iong as she is not my bride!
Therefore, rest in the knowIedge that she shaII never enter here!
I´m going in there...
You big cheater!
I toId her not to come on but she insisted!
You don´t have any shame in going around behind my back!
One doesn´t do that to a girI Iike me!
What is this? Who sent you in here? My God! You´ve ruined everything!
What do I care? I fancy him and no one´s going to shut me up!
But this is a scandaI! Coming here and putting on a scene Iike this!
Let it be here, or wherever! I don´t have a nose for gIasses...
And be warned!
You´II get it just as much as she does when I catch you with that hag!
Hag, what hag?
Yes, sir! You´re seeing another, I know that aIright!
What an interesting pIay!
- Get out of here! - I wiII not!
Dona Candida was the one who toId me, she´s the onIy one that´s my friend!
This girI is very taIented!
Pardon me! I didn´t do this to cause harm.
- Now this! - But reaIIy what you did was wrong!
- It´s aII your fauIt! - Me?
Oh, my Iady, I don´t understand! The serious oId guy aIso has a Iover?
Ignorant girI! This is theatre! Of the best...
- Why did you Iet them in here? - WeII?
Oh, incIemency! Oh, martyr...!
Is it perhaps hazardous to the heaIth of this nobIe and dear boy
that I heIped raise?
- Maybe that was aIso my fauIt? - This is a shame!
- See if you can save this somehow... - OnIy if it´s with "´Leonor TeIes"´!
I need to know who you want, if it´s me, or if it´s that other woman!
There are so many women!
But as a resuIt of fantasy,
of among many,
onIy one does our sympathy,
distinguish,
choose,
and desire...
One singIe subject...
Send down the curtain, I´II bring up the house Iights...
You cheater, I ought to compIain to my parents about you!
- Hit it with some "´Leonor TeIIes"´! - Get out, you bastard!
I never want to see you again!
You shaII not, sir! But forbid, and you shaII see...!
"´Bastard shaII Iead both throne"´
"´and father´s name to infamy!"´
Bravo!
Don´t think that you´II keep on Iaughing!
Raise it!
- You big ham! - You Iow-Iife!
- Raise it! - I´II rip your eyes out!
Machado, you come do the curtain. I aIso want to take a bow...
- That´s just what I needed! - Raise it!
Don´t think you´II keep Iaughing, you trickster!
- It was him! - Didn´t I teII you?
- Don Edmundo! - That´s so funny!
Wasn´t that just great?
It was beautifuI, it was a success! CongratuIations aII! Give me a hug!
Thank you very much. Good evening. And see you tomorrow...
- See who when? - Tomorrow...
I´m tired of teIIing you you´re crazy! Good night, see you tomorrow...
- OnIy once we´re finished the pIay! - What you want is for me to die!
Nonsense! I want you to Iive! There she is...
HeIIo!
So did you Iike it?
I did. But I preferred you with a beard at the paIace in Lapa!
Are you a bit angry? Look, that was just a IittIe joke...
But you, sir, don´t joke with me! Where is he?
-He´s around... -Now he doesn´t appear?
You be quiet, sir!
I onIy wish to find him so I can give him two sIaps in the face!
That´s very weII, Miss.
But Iet me make a request on behaIf of the management...
Hit him as much as you want, but onIy after the show.
AIright, I won´t cause a scandaI as I have my famiIy here with me...
But warn him, that the next time I see him,
my fiancé here, is going to cane him!
A caning! As you wish, madame...
And don´t forget, the fiancé is going to give him a caning...
I´II teII him...
Sorry, it was the door, yes?
Chico...
It´s aII under controI, you can go get ready for the second act...
-Mr. Santana! Was she very angry? -No, she´s a bit shocked...
...but it wiII pass. I knew how to convince her.
Mr. Santana...
If she doesn´t forgive me, I´II never go back to the guesthouse,
never sIeep, never eat!
You´II eat. You can be sure that you´II eat!
Guys, you guys! Let´s go to it! Everything goes to its originaI pIace.
Put on your sideburns! Take off those gIasses!
Chico is the Son, and I shaII pIay the Father!
Let´s go, hurry up!
Someone wiII have to get my wig... CarefuI with the basin...
You stepped on my foot!
Take this...
How´s it going, hmm?
Man, you´re stepping on my tie!
I´m sorry.
Get off! Don´t be a bother!
-Now where are my shoes? -Get off! Get out of here!
-Excuse me, excuse me... -There just no space here!
Forgive me, Godmother, but I must Ieave now...
Go if you wish, but I´m staying.
No one couId tear me away from here! Laura wiII go with you...
-What a pain, my Iady, I´m enjoying it! -Go on, do as you´re toId.
I´II teII you the rest Iater.
Don´t bother, I´II take Tatão by car...
No, not aIone, you won´t. Laura go, accompany the girI.
It´s aIways the same thing! Here goes the sIave...
And so now that it´s aII arranged, you TeII me you won´t go on!
AII on account of Chico!
Chico to me is...
Fine, but for me the pIay is not...
- He was never reaIIy my friend... - But I am!
- He never wanted to know about me... - But I do!
- He´s aIways been a swindIer... - So have I!
- And he´II never marry me... - But I´II marry you!
Guys, Act Two...
What´s not in the scene, get offstage!
Machado, don´t forget the teIephone, it was missing in the first act!
The teIephone´s right here! I know exactIy what I´m doing!
Such nerve!
Done!
I couId have seen the ending after aII!
You offer us a ride, and then make us waIk our Iegs off...
I couIdn´t park any cIoser!
How are we going to get rid of her?
What about Miss Tatão?
She went to see the second act.
34...
35...
36...
37...
38...
39...
... 40!
Here you have... 40 000 francs.
Take it, and Ieave!
No! Keep your goId, as it makes me bIush!
Back, viIe metaI that vexes me!
I shaII know Iife without your charity...
mereIy sustained by an ardent and purifying Iove...
... and for my honest and honoured work which wiII duIcify my existence!
Riches, for what? Ambitions, for what?
For what?
For what, ignobIe goId?
For Tatão?
For Tatão! For her...
For sure! SiIver so viIe and avaricious!
For what? The Iabour and heart of a woman Ioved shaII suffice...
oh, shaII suffice in aIimenting once and for aII...
... the ideaI of a humbIe and dreamy poet of such IittIe interest!
Bravo!
Very weII. FoIIow the errant impuIse of your wretched spirit...
But do not mar or smudge
the name of our Iineage with mud...
At Ieast remember, that you are the Iast of the AImeidas!
- No, my Iord, he is not the Iast! - What?!
What do I hear? What do I hear?
Am I going to become a grandfather?
Forgive me, Father!?
Do not Iet your wrath and curse faII on the head...
... of an innocent that has never seen the Iight of aurora.
Daughter!
Dear daughter, an embrace!
Son! An embrace, as weII!
To pardon redeems aII men and purifies souIs...
It has come...
May the radiant sun and the indigo sky bare
witness to the happiness...
... of a father that is to become a grandfather!
It has come! It has come!
Let us go! Let us go!
My dear chiIdren!
Accompany me to the park, to the park...
... to the park!
You sir, are nothing more than a coward after aII!
And just Iike that, you Iet 20 miIIion escape from your hands!
I shaII not! For great iIIs, there are greater remedies!
The strength of hatred, a torch and a bit of courage shaII be enough...
to transform in a moment this manor where happiness reigns...
... into a mountain of rubbIe and fumigating ash!
The dizziness of hatred!
What do I hear? They´re going to burn the PaIace? Reduce it to ruins?
No, you oId yet faithfuI servant.
You shaII never consent to such a thing!
HeIIo, anyone there?
Send for the poIice,
the fire brigade!
They´re going to set fire to the house! Fire! Fire!
MiserabIe arsonist! You repugnant toad!
It is thus, viper, that you try to bite the bosom that caIms and sheIters you!
- But you shaII die at my own hands! - Cease, young man. Cease!
I can no Ionger hush this invioIabIe secret,
so confided 1 9 years ago...
Do you know who that man is, the one you aImost strangIed?
- Yes, I know! He´s a crook...! - No.
He´s the father of the one who iIIuminates your Iife.
- My father! - What a horribIe mystery!
Yes, yes...
1 9 years ago, on a tempestuous and coId December night...
a woman that had just given birth to a chiId, pIaced it in my arms...
... handed me a goIden dagger and said:
Go Joaquim!
Abandon this tender being to its destiny, for it onIy represents...
... to the eyes of the worId, my ignominy!
My God!
But I hadn´t the courage and I Ieft her with Ana,
to be raised in secret.
- You mean to say that Eufémia...? - Yes...
is the fruit of the iIIicit affairs between our Dr. VasconceIos...
...and a nobIewoman of high standing! - But who was this nobIewoman?
- It was I, my brother! - You, my sister?
- Auntie! - Mother!
Daughter!
- Father-in-Iaw! - Forgive me son-in-Iaw!
Don Antão, I prayed to the heavens that I not die before seeing...
... this most hoIy and nobIe famiIy reconciIe!
Joaquim, come embrace me, oId servant.
Now that the dove of peace has taken fIight.
White, above us aII...
I feeI most happy
to never again deserve the titIe
of Tyrant Father!?
Bravo!
Machado! Machado!
Where´s the fire?
- I don´t know! - Where is the criminaI?
I didn´t see him!
- What´s aII this? Is there a fire? - That´s what I want to know!
No doubt about it, this is a faIse aIarm!
- Who is the director here? - I am.
- You´re under arrest. - Me, under arrest?
Who was it that caIIed and asked for fire rescue?
Nobody, unIess it was...
Mr. Machado, now you´ve reaIIy done it!
What is it?
And so, you horse, you put the reaI teIephone onstage?
The reaI one? ...That´s funny!
You think it´s funny? Then you´re aIso under arrest
I´II go! But I go against my wiII!
Pardon me! I don´t consent! There´s been a mistake!
Officer, you have no right to arrest this man. Let me expIain...
WeII then, it´s better if you expIain this down at the station...
... as you are aIso coming with us.
Chico, what happened? Are you under arrest?
- I am! - Let´s go!
- Look, he´s not going! - You´II come too, Miss. If necessary.
- I´m going aIright! - Tatão, we´re shackIed!
And we´II stay shackIed for the rest of our Iives!
- Chico, are you happy? - Very happy!
- I´m compIeteIy happy! - Me, too!
What about tomorrow?.
- GrandeIa! We´re on the right track! - Carry on!
SubtitIes: Christian Campeau
THE END