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..."
MALTHUS SNACK BARSaturday. Aurélio is working normally. Fewer people because it’s a weekend, but Aurélio only stays until noon. Célio is sitting at the counter, snacks beside him, but he is attentively reading Monica's novel. Aurélio notices the cover, her name, and the title."'Love came later'... Is it Monica's book?"Célio follows the gaze on the pages, "Yes. And it's very good, by the way. Not short, but apart from the water-sugar tone; she has technique, context, well-structured dialogues, and characters built with realism... She really paid attention to Portuguese classes. Cássio and I used to mess in the back of the classroom.""In other words, isn't it just another one of those silly books by muscular, wealthy men and not-so-innocent girls like Carina and Annie?"Célio looks up at him, "Amazingly, Seu Aurélio... The physical description of the male main character... seems to fit me..."Aurélio smiles, "What do you mean?""Nothing cliché, as we mentioned. He's a normal guy, han
MIRIAM’S BEDROOM - DAYSandra enters the room and finds Miriam sprawled on the bed, still dressed. A hangover is little for that. Sandra feels this was weird; nothing indicates that it was a romantic night.She shakes Miriam very hard until she wakes up, "Miriam, Miriam! What happened? It's too late!"Miriam replies sleepily, "Ah... My head...!""Take Doril. So, was that the result of your leaving?"Miriam, still lying down, turns to Sandra. It looks like talking hurts, "Look, as far as I know, the night was good. We went to that pizzeria whose preparation is legitimately Neapolitan. A delight! They also served wine... Ouch...!"Sandra, more and more disgusted, walks around the bed, "Wine? And did you drink them all? Drunkenness on the first date?""Stop walking as I can't keep up with you. And it will make me sick.""Better go to the kitchen to make a strong coffee, while you wash your face, and if you have to throw up, do it in the bathroom and not in front of me!"Sandra withdraws,
MALTHUS SNACK BAR Célio finally decides to eat his snack; the book is on his side. Aurélio approaches him, looking at the book again. "So the book is really good, huh?" "Awesome, Seu Aurélio, that publisher is very unable, has no commercial acumen." Aurélio got thoughtful, "And Monica is going to try other publishing houses." Célio responds excitedly, "For sure! This masterpiece cannot be left alone as a draft or manuscript." "And has she already registered it, with an ISBN?" Célio looks at him, never heard of it, "I don't know what it’s about." Aurélio takes the book and begins to leaf through the first and last pages, "No, she didn't," he looks up, "You know, Célio, a work needs to be registered and have this ISBN certificate which means 'International Standard Book Number', which will guarantee Monica's copyright protection." "This means..." "That if Monica goes around distributing her manuscripts indiscriminately to any Publisher, unprotected, an unethical publisher may s
RESIDENTS’ ASSOCIATION - DAYRicardo, in a good brand shirt and social pants, is getting closer among some residents, standing out among those who were simpler. Residents divide into small groups and talk about random subjects, some of whom notice Ricardo. Ricardo watches Luis and exchanges a nod, and then walks on until he enters the arena at the back, where there are more residents. An improvised stage suggests that this is where Tito will speak. Ricardo giggles."There is our mayor.""Too simple for your accurate taste, right?"Ricardo turns and exchanges a look with Carlos, "I hardly recognize you in this civilian outfit.""I want to see if I can recognize you if I see you in an orange uniform."Ricardo loses his pose a little and approaches Carlos. "What are you trying to imply? You have been picking on me since we met—"Carlos is ironic, "Mr. Oliveira, today we are going to see how we can help small children with improvements to the square."Carlos walks away and leaves Ricardo i
RESIDENTS’ ASSOCIATION ENTRANCEResidents are leaving, more excited than they entered. The gang is also leaving.Cassio is scolding Edward, "Ed, you suck.""You adults are very discouraged. Didn't you find Seu Tito's speech brilliant?""Above average", Carina says, "But how good that the mayor touched you. Imagine when we start the campaign for the police station?""I'm looking forward to seeing it."Carina's eyes widen at Carlos's manly voice. She turns and finds him. Carlos is smiling and walking to the group.In another corner, Sandra and Miriam are as dizzy cockroaches looking for Carlos."I saw him, Sandra, he was upfront. Logically, he should be the last to leave!""Without despair, my friend, that's what the others do."Miriam is very anxious, "I got all dressed up for him, Sandra..."Sandra keeps looking until she finds him. Her reaction is strong and pats the "friend" on the shoulder. Miriam turns and gets wide-eyed.In Miriam's view: Carlos is talking to the group, but Miriam
PRAÇA DA GRANJA - DAYSunday. There is a larger gathering of neighborhood residents with their children. Churchgoers left the Mass and went straight to the tents that were armed. As stated by Cássio, the fair is small in size, with a limited number of stalls. Still, people enjoy what they have. There are two novelties: Luis's cassette tapes stall and Carina's stall with several pictures painted by her. At Luis's tent, Cássio and Sandra approach."See, darling? Luis got it."Sandra speaks haughtily, "Yeah, how interesting..."Luis takes advantage, "And of course, are you going to honor your friend here?"Cássio replies joyfully, "Ah, sure, let me see what you have!"Cássio leans over to the showcase. Sandra, with a twisted nose, walks away. She looks around until she finds Miriam with bags.She approaches the lunatic girl, "Now can you explain to me what shame was that yesterday?""What shame, my friend? I killed it; I made the dead-fly girl think that Carlos possessed me yesterday!""A