STREETS - NIGHT
Sandra is going home, and this time Cássio accompanies her.
"Honey, I will be forever grateful that you are accompanying me. But, I can't help thinking about the time for you to go to yours."
Cassio is with hilarious confidence, "Don't worry about me being a male, woman! My role is to protect you, this way the father-in-law expects."
"Don't let my dad hear you."
"While they don't improve our police station, Roldão alone cannot be at the same time everywhere. And I protect you because I love you."
Cássio and Sandra are so moved by the conversation that they don't notice that they are approaching the same group from yesterday. And the same young man in suspicious clothes is approaching them.
Sandra is the first to notice, "There, Cassio, it's they again!"
Cassio acts as a protective comic, "Don't worry, dear! Stay behind me."
They try to go unnoticed, but the young man gets even closer. Cássio steps forward and "faces" him.
"High there, you freak! What do you want, huh?"
"Calm down, Cássio, don't you see who I am?"
Cássio and Sandra are surprised, there's recognition.
CASSIO’S LIVING ROOM
Moments later, Cássio is sat on the couch with Célio and Luis Diniz, 19, blond and always with the attitude of being two steps behind humanity. The three of them are with beer cans in hand, they are already old.
"Really, did you guys think I was a criminal, a gang?"
Célio scoffs, "You've been scaring Rosa, Sandra, and a bunch of helpless girls."
"But, is it my fault? Me and my neighbors just stood there on the sidewalk talking about everything! Do we look like criminals?"
Luis is wearing black clothes, plus a coat and cap that make it difficult to say otherwise.
Cassio opines, "You with those clothes in the dark, the streetlights still that old style..."
"Incandescent", says Célio.
"It's no decent lighting. So, tell us, what are you doing with your life?"
Luis answers them, "I think I'm in the same situation as you: my father said it was time to leave the nest and here I am."
"Célio and I are working at the Residents' Association. I want to pay the bills and he wants to be the next mayor."
Célio scolds him, "It's not like that, hello, big tongue. Let's take it easy, first I'm learning, listening, and watching how a leader acts."
Luis laughs, "Learning from Tito? Man, if you want to know about great leaders, study Margaret Thatcher and Ronald Reagan."
Cassio asks, "The actor?"
Célio and Luis burst out laughing.
RICARDO’S LIVING ROOM
Ricardo is in a tank top and boxers, answering the phone, sleepy and stressed.
"Anestor, did you wake me up for this? I told you to be careful!" Pause, "They caught you, and this is it. You can get rid of the maximum penalty." Pause, "Of course, I know what's in the code criminal!" Pause, "Okay, okay, let me fix this! Stay calm and go back to sleep. I'll tell you more tomorrow. Good night!"
Ricardo hits the mouthpiece hard. He walks in circles, snorting, and thinking of a way out without compromising so much.
"If people were smarter... But, better this way, because I take advantage... With Anestor it didn't work, but I'll give some way."
FÁBIO’S LIVING ROOM
Fábia Peres and Fábio are together on the sofa, watching a romantic movie. Fábio's interest is only in Fábia: he kisses, caresses, and smells her neck... when he wants to move forward, Fábia comically distances herself from him and leans towards the television, supporter.
"No, you dumbass, he didn't betray you! It was the fault of that odious woman who claims to be your friend! Do you trust women more than men? Stay with him, he loves you!"
"Have you ever stopped to think that the actress isn't listening to you?"
Fábia never stopped to think, but she doesn't want to give in, "Oh, Fabinho, we are just cheering. After all, the actor is a bloody gorgeous guy and that's why she has to stay with him."
Fábio reacts ironically, "I thought the most important thing was true and faithful love."
The donkey girlfriend does not know the irony and thinks that Fábio is interested, "Oh, dear, I'm glad you liked the movie! Tomorrow we'll watch another one, I'll choose at the video store."
Fábio straightens up on the sofa, wide-eyed, "No!" He fixes, "Ehr... It's just that tomorrow is Friday and I was thinking we could go out, right?"
Fábia definitely doesn't capture his change in tone and behavior, "Ah, yes, let's go out and enjoy it. As long as your parents keep the credit card... I don't want to do my nails and then have to wash dishes because the card wasn’t accepted."
Fábio relieves himself and leans back against the sofa. Fábia leans back against him and eagerly watches the movie. But Fábio is already falling asleep.
MONICA’S LIVING ROOMMonica is attentive to the computer, feverishly typing her second book. She hasn't even received a response from the first publisher. She stops for a while, checks her notes and drafts, and then types again. She starts speaking what she's typing."She shivered at the light touch of his fingers on her pink and pure face. He, however, an accomplished gentleman, knows that she is innocent and does not advance like a truck driver— " She catches herself, "What a horror, Monica, don't offend Sula Miranda fans!"Monica checks her draft again, "I'm glad we now have a computer, if it were a typewriter, I was f—"Annie's voice interrupts Monica right in the "f-bomb"."Monica!"Monica suddenly gets up and goes to the door, opening it. She smiles when Annie passes inside, and immediately grimaces as if chewed drooling okra at the sight of Jonas entering with her."Good evening, Monica." Jonas greets her coldly."Monica," Annie says, "we need to talk to all three.""Sit down, p
POLICE STATIONCarlos is at his desk, struggling with the monitor to keep it on. He doesn't realize that Ricardo is approaching, the same petulant face he does. He sits down without being asked."They don't make computers anymore like they used to, right? This one seems to be from the time of the MS-DOS."Carlos tries to decipher what Ricardo hides, a mysterious little guy, "MS-DOS is still used for some things, Mr. Oliveira. I thought you knew.""Of course, I know. Just like Sandra Bullock’s movie."Carlos smiles, he knows which film is, "I just wonder if you would be Sandra or the villains who set up all the counterfeiting via the net to blame her.""No, I don't know if it would come to that.""What do you mean, you don't know? These things are not defined like that."Cleverly at the crucial moment, Ricardo diverts the subject and leaves Carlos in the air, "Chief, I came here to tell you that my neighbor Anestor has already contacted Escelsa to pay off what he stole today."Carlos st
GRANJA SQUARE - DAYEd is listening to a plan by Sandra and Cassio against Fabio in favor of Fabia Peres. He remains in the background; the couple didn’t see him.Cássio objects, "He will be surprised that I never asked him to talk about this subject. We don't speak normally, since we were children.""Well, so as not to be so direct, start by asking another matter and be subtle", She continues, smart, manipulative, "My love, are you sure you can do it? It's because, if not, I can call someone else—"Manipulation works. Cassio gets up, "Hey, what is this talk? Of course, I can! I'm not as dumb as you think, dear.""That's what I thought. So, let's put that plan out this afternoon."Ed straightens up and leaks out of his bike without going through them this time. He's reacting upset."Jeez, how Sandra is sick! What does she want with this gossip?"MALTHUS SNACK BARAnnie returns after plans and early morning celebrations. Aurélio was attentive to the television nailed to the ceiling, but
FÁBIO’S LIVING ROOMFábio gets up quickly and gestures for Ed to hide in the bedroom.Fábio whispers, "Come on, Ed! Gone hiding in my bedroom! Hopefully, he didn't notice your bike."Ed whispers back, "Damn, it looks like he also came by bicycle to come so fast!"Ed gets up and goes to Fábio’s bedroom. Luckily for Fábio, the door was closed. Fábio goes and opens it.Cassio talks with forced intimacy, "What's up, Fabio? How are you?"Fábio also forced affinity, "Well, man, what’s up? I think you missed home. If you want to listen to 'The Four Seasons', it's next door.""Célio ties up in Legião Urbana too?"Fabio takes a deep breath. This is going to be difficult, "No, it's Vivaldi's. Classic songs, he keeps bothering me with these boring songs.""Wow, he said that you are the one who bothers with your Axé music on high."It's the most clueless moment. Fábio looks at him coldly.Cassio disguises himself, "But, I didn't come to talk about Célio! After all, as you said, I don't have that c
MALTHUS SNACK BARCarlos gets in. Aurélio is putting more snacks in the showcase.Carlos speaks friendly, "I came here to see the diner where everyone talks.""Hey, how are you, Chief?"Carlos sits down, "I didn't come on an official basis. How much is that coxinha that looks great?""R$ 1.00.""Complete with a soda can, please."While Aurélio serves, he says, "Rarely do law enforcement officials speak 'please'."Carlos laughs, "I know how to separate things. I didn't say 'please' when Monica was mugged this Monday.""Were you the one who helped her? Poor little girl, dude, the girl was taking her manuscript to be tested by a publisher. She is trying to release a book of romance, love, things like that.""Yes, the boy thought it was money.""But to offer to help me here, nobody wants to, right?"Carlos starts to snack, "Hmm... If I know of anyone interested...""Yeah... Not that I'm in need, but a little help is always welcome. And I always think that it helps the young man more than m
STREETSCélio and Cássio are walking through the streets, with more posters to paste. They are on another street, pasting each other apart by a lamppost.Célio asks, "Where were you earlier that I didn't see you after the snack bar?"Cássio answers without care, "I went to have a love affair and Sandra asked me for a favor.""What favor?""Ask Fábio if he—", he interrupts, "Nothing important."Too late, Célio has already approached him, "Did you go down my street and visit my worst neighbor? It's now that you're going to tell me.""Célio, I think it won't be good for a lot of people to know about this. It was a favor that Fábia asked for.""What did this bitch ask for?""She asked—" He interrupts himself again, "So, you see, you keep confusing me and get what you want from me!""So I’ll just tell you one thing, Cassio: when you start getting into trouble because of those favors of people who wouldn't even get along with us when we were kids, don't count on me! You're already an adult a
Carina suspects Annie that Miriam is making her jealous of Carlos, for no reason.Annie asks just for sure, "Are you sure you have no reason to be jealous of this meeting?"Carina replies vehemently, "I’m sure, Annie! I'm not in love with Chief Roldão... Of course, he's a handsome man, I'm not blind, but the other one was talking and looking at me with a face... How she thought I was going to be bad with that?"Annie meditates, "I don't know what Sandra is doing in that scene.""She was helping her friend get ready. What do I do, Annie?"Annie is moved by Carina's concern; the two take each other's hands. Annie smiles sweetly."Just now Seu Aurélio said that he would like to have both of us as his daughters because we are sweet, cute, and delicate. And we really are, my friend! I assume with pride."Carina is touched, "I wanted to give him that painting and he insisted a lot to pay it.""And Seu Aurélio also reminds me of dad. The feeling is mutual. He feels this need to protect us bec
MONICA’S LIVING ROOMMonica opens the door and enters, tired of the trip she made to San Marcos John. She comes in with envelopes of letters in hand; she had looked at her mailbox. She collapses on the sofa and takes off his shoes carelessly. She takes a deep breath."How hard it’s to help the world..."She starts analyzing the mail. She passes and leaves aside what seems to be some bills. The latter made her more interested, the quality of the envelope was superior, and it had a timbre. Monica smiles and deduces that it’s from the publishing house where she sent her book. She settles on the sofa, excited, opens the envelope, takes the letter, and reads it avidly."Dear Monica Silva: We wrote this letter to inform you that we are very grateful for having sent your manuscript to the publisher, but at the moment, we are not interested in the publication of your—"Monica reacts shocked and disappointed, with the feeling of defeat and uselessness. Tears begin to well up in her eyes."I sen