MONICA’S LIVING ROOM
Monica 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, please." Monica welcomes them.
"Aren't we getting in the way of your work?"
Jonas is ironic to himself. "Work..."
Annie didn't hear it, but Monica did, and she gives him a cold look.
"I was offending a working
class, I need to revise this. But when I have a friend who needs to talk, it can wait."Everyone sits down.
Annie starts, "Monica, my friend... I just came here to say that you don't have to worry anymore. Jonas and I are fine. No more fighting. When I asked you not to meddle, it was serious."
"Annie, I didn't want to go over your decision just to hurt you. I needed to check if the reconciliation had been legitimate."
Jonas reacts indignantly, "Sorry, Monica, but who are you to define what is legitimate or not?"
Monica opens and closes her hands, "For the years of friendship I have and I owe Annie even before she met you, I think I can express my opinion. You, Jonas, have been very stressed with your father's bakery, and have adopted a provocative stance with the Malthus Snack Bar. If it were just a matter of competition, there is no need to involve my friend in this. Now, unless there is another reason..."
Jonas widens his eyes.
Annie intervenes, "There is no reason beyond that, Monica. Jonas just misses his beloved, since he is always in the bakery."
Jonas excuses himself, "As long as she comes to see me, I don't care if she later goes to Malthus or any corner bar."
Monica goes well on the point, "She doesn't go ‘to Malthus’, she goes to the Malthus Snack Bar."
Jonas and Monica just machine-gun themselves with their eyes; an innocent Annie doesn't notice.
"Are we understanding then, Mo? I don't want to be in a fight. As Seu Aurélio said, a friendship like ours can't die like that."
"I think he told me the same thing!"
Monica and Annie get up and hug, in a touching moment of reconciliation. But, for Jonas, now it’s he who looks like someone who ate aloe vera.
He thinks, "Seu Aurélio, Seu Aurélio, Seu Aurélio... Everything is him! Don't these girls realize the danger that this bastard is?"
No one notices Jonas's bitter look.
MALTHUS SNACK BAR - DAY
Friday. Monica, Annie, Célio, and Cássio are happy and gathered at the counter, to celebrate the reconciliation of their friends. Aurélio is vibrant with happiness for participating in this.
Cassio begins, "Come on, I didn't even know you girls were fighting."
"Good thing," Monica says, "so the gossip boy doesn't spread out over Royal Hill."
"I think someone is calling me a gossip."
Célio scoffs, "Do you think?"
General laughter.
"People", shouts Aurélio, "Enjoy that there is no one yet, savory on the house today!"
Monica, Célio, and Cássio vibrate, but Annie, showing concern for Aurélio's release, turns to her purse and starts looking for the credit card.
"And what do you want, Annie?"
Annie answers simply, "Pizza pastry, Seu Aurélio."
Aurélio will get it for her. In the background, Carina and Rosa enter and join the group.
"Good morning everyone!" Says Rosa.
General compliance.
"Wow, Aurélio, you could start selling coffee for us to take like in American films."
"At Cascais Bakery, there are several types of coffee, Rosa." Annie advertises the bakery.
"The bakery is after the stationery shop, here is closer to me. Mango juice, so" She turns to Carina, "Take it and tell them, my friend."
General attention from everyone, even Aurélio.
Monica asks, "Did something happen, Carina?""Guys, we were so excited about the posters to help the police station that I didn't pay attention to an important detail... I talked about the correct paper for printing... But the printer is missing."
General surprise reaction.
Rose completes dismayed, "And in my stationery, I don't have it, just an ordinary printer and copies."
Célio complains, "Awful! Why is it so difficult to do work for the good of others?"
Aurélio gets closer, "My youth, the elderly here are having a hard time understanding."
General laughter.
Carina explains, "That’s it, Mr. Malthus: you can't print posters on coated paper on a regular, ribbon printer. It has to be a specialized printer, and it only exists in printer shops. Too expensive for ordinary people to buy."
"So the problem is to order the service for a printing company, like the ones you only have from Whitehouse onwards?"
"I believe that in São Marcos John we can find someplace that makes cheap," explains Rosa, "But that's it."
Suspense for a moment, everyone wants to know where Aurélio wants to go. He is thinking, and then deciding, "OK."
"OK, what?" Célio asks him.
"OK, I'll pay, uh. How much should it cost?"
General conflict reaction, everyone is surprised. They want the money, but not Aurélio's.
Monica gets revolted, "Hell no, Seu Aurélio! You don't have to make such a great sacrifice for—"
"For the safety of our neighborhood? For your safety? Is that what I'm hearing?"
Women are already touched; men are always rational.
"Seu Aurélio," Célio says, "You have to see if you are not going to be short in money. We worry about you, we are not insensitive kids."
"Yes," Cássio adds, "Let's wait and find out first, then you put your hand in your pocket."
It’s Aurélio's turn to be touched, "Boys, you can count on me for whatever. I was your age, I know how it is. Leaving home, your parents' wing, your first electric bill, your first job... Dreams, hopes, the will to change the world... That's why I understand. Okay, see how much it will cost and let me know, in the meantime, I’ll separate the checks."
General vibration, noise, everyone shouting "Long life to Seu Aurélio!!" The girls start to cry, including Annie and Carina. Everyone goes to the other side of the counter and hugs him collectively. Touching moment, friendship, togetherness.
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
CASSIO'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHTSandra and Cássio discuss the result of the plan. The talk already started.Sandra gets upset with the outcome, "What do you mean, he didn’t have it?"Cássio explains while shrugging, "That's right, dear. He said he threw it away. Just like Fábia Peres. It was a mutual agreement." He is deluded, "This is true love!"Sandra stands and walks in circles. "True love my nose! That Fábio Dance never was a decent guy. I don't know what Monica saw in him.""Although I prefer myself, I have to admit that ugly, ugly, he is not.""I'm talking about the person within, dear. He and Fábia Peres deserve each other. Do you know how it all started? I caught her in the newsstand buying those abject romance books!""Like what does Monica write?"Sandra responds vehemently, "No! At least Monica wouldn't have the courage, hers is a more classic book. I'm crazy to read. Those of Fábia Peres are who have more men without a shirt than the plot, content, context, verisimilitude..."