RESIDENTS’ ASSOCIATION - DAYCélio and Cássio start responding to letters in the name of the mayor.Cássio is typing, angry, "Okay, I think even my dad bought a computer."Célio scoffs at him, "Who ordered your calligraphy to be a scribble? If you write in your usual way, nobody would believe that it belongs to Tito.""And they really aren't, we are doing ideological forgery.""And are you a communist to falsify Tito's ideology?"Célio laughs, but Cássio remains swinging.Célio stops laughing and asks in amazement, "You're going to tell me you didn't get the joke.""Was that a joke?" Cássio ignores it."Yeah, I have to fix the soccer field for you to practice; in politics, you have no future.""You boring..." An instant of silence, "Huh, what do you think of Ed's information?""I doubt very much that Seu Tito wants to divert funds to renovate the car while the police station barely has a computer to record events.""Ah, dude, I don't know. We don't know him very well.""I'm concerned a
COR-DE-ROSA STATIONERYRosa is back to his post, following Monica's book. Carina enters. Rosa stops reading to attend to her."Good afternoon, Carina. What do you want today?""Ink for the common printer I have.""Are you still participating in the campaign for the police station?"Carina smiles, "I bet the girls told you. Yes, I am responsible for the illustration. I'll take care of the image editor, Rosa. I want to give my heart to this project, as it's to motivate people to action, and to help with the police station.""Yeah, I'm glad you're thinking like that. Because it seems like there are people who aren't taking it seriously..."Carina becomes apprehensive, "What do you mean? Should I know?"Rosa looks around, takes advantage that has no one, and speaks, "Miriam."Carina rolls her eyes, "What about her?""I was at the snack bar. Miriam was with another girl behind me, and they were talking as if I wasn't there. I heard Miriam talking about wanting to take sexy photos of Chief R
MONICA’S LIVING ROOM - AFTERNOONFábio questions Monica about the origin of her books with the book that Fábia Peres threw away.Monica defends herself, "You know me, Fábio. I don't like these readings. My style is more Clarice Lispector..."Fabio still doesn't believe it, "So what the hell is this book doing on your desk? Besides the drafts? What did you intend? I came here to apologize for Monday's words, but —"Monica smiles, "Did you come to apologize?""Yes, but now I don't know if it's worth it.""Fábio, first of all, apologies accepted. Now, as I told you, this book is not mine. On the contrary, I was intending to show it to you."Fábio raises one of his eyebrows, "This muscular guy doesn't attract me much for reading..."Monica laughs, she’s calmer, "No, Fabinho, it's not for you to read. It's just that I found it in the garbage of Fábia Peres. She insists on leaving the bags ahead of time and I caught dogs wanting to rip the plastic bags. When I went to chase them away, one of
MONICA’S LIVING ROOM Fábio is still balanced with the discovery, and Monica is trying to clean up her image. "Believe me, Fábio. I haven't even put my garbage out yet. Fábia doesn't even have a tall basket, and she insists on putting the garbage next to mine... As if it were on purpose." "She's fumbling." "Anyway, I hope you understand that I just wanted to open your eyes. And again I'm sorry for being suspicious of you." Fábio smiles and approaches Monica, "Monica, I —" We hear the voice of Fábia Peres, "Monica, you bastard!" Fábio takes two steps before Fábia catches him with Monica. She lets out an exclamation of impatience. Fábia emerges from the door and widens. "I got the curse, damn you! Didn't I tell you several times to stay away from my boyfriend? But, no! You bring him here!" Fábio answers firmly, "Fábia, I came here on my own. I came to apologize for what happened, for the harsh words I said to her." "And he ended up making it easier for me to show him that." Moni
MONICA’S LIVING ROOM - DAYFábia Peres lies to Fábio, in the presence of Monica, that the book found in the trash is not hers. Monica gets outraged by the bolder one."How do you dare to lie like that?"Fábia addresses Fábio, "Honey, don't you realize that it's another trick of this bastard to separate us? I've never read this book in my life!"Fábio is analyzing the situation, "Calm down, Fábia. You first came here screaming like crazy, what is it?""I wanted to ask why this meddlesome put my trash in her basket!"Monica puts her hand on her forehead, "Is it possible? I had just told Fábio that you once again dumped the trash ahead of time."Fábia Peres is always stupid, "The truck passes today; I put it yesterday to anticipate.""It was the dogs' time to enjoy it! Luckily I was still awake writing the book when I saw their movement. At the same time, the dogs came and I put everything in my basket. Only the scumbag where this book was already torn, it was like that I found.""It does
CASCAIS BAKERYAnnie is in front of an angry Jonas, hearing the news about Aurélio. She is very happy."He did it, Jonas! Seu Aurélio got the loan and he's going to pay for the printer!""No! It can't be!"Annie hugs Jonas and does not correctly interpret his reaction, "Yes, it seems impossible, hard to believe. But, that's right; he went to the bank with the face and courage, the firm determination to help in our cause. Isn't that awesome? For a moment I thought we had to ask Ricardo for help."The hug is broken."Who is Ricardo?" Jonas asks, frowning.Annie purses her lips, "A bad guy who lives near Monica and Carina. He was trying to help, but of course, we denied it."Jonas speaks rationally, "If he was trying to help, who are we to deny it?""We are decent people, Jon! I won't take a cent from the guy accused of fomenting the first electric cat in the neighborhood. It's the same guy I hit the bottle in his head, who I thought was going to rape Carina right here in his bakery!"Jon
CARINA’S STUDIO - NIGHTCarlos enters guided by Monica to Carina's studio. It would be the second bedroom in the house, but as Carina is alone, she made it her workplace. Several paintings and canvases of different sizes, several of them already painted were scattered around the corners. Slight smell of paint. Carina is sitting on a stool, smiling lightly, serenely, and inspired as the artists say. Carlos looks and captures everything that has been said, and then looks at her with respect.Carina asks gently, "Are you scared, cop?"He answers solemnly, "Respect. I'm in the territory of a professional. Carina... Your pictures are beautiful! Where did you study?""Royal Hill University, but I couldn't finish the course. I'm here raising my life, maybe I'll be back.""Come back, finish it. You're going far, dear.""I've been telling her several times, Carlos." Monica says, "Maybe in the future, she can teach other people."Carina agrees, "If they open an Arts workshop project for our neig
MIRIAM'S BEDROOMMiriam and Sandra are sitting on the bed, with photographs spread out before them. Sandra takes one. She sees Carlos posing as a friendly cop, smiling."I think this one could be the chosen one. It shows an apparently angry and serious authority in a friendlier, companionable pose as if to say 'you can trust'."Miriam is oblivious to the comment, "And he looks cute too when he smiles."Sandra slaps her hand on the photographs, "Honey, focus!""You're asking me for the impossible when it comes to Carlos!""It's necessary! Do you want to wash his uniforms? Do you want to marry him with the corporation by shooting in the air? Do you want to have your honeymoon in Paris?""Yes, yes, I do!""Then never repeat this story of trying to take pictures of him as if it were for those calendars!""What does it cost for a little one pic...?"Sandra slaps the deluded face of Miriam. She is steadfast, the voice of reason."Do you know what it costs you? Do you know what it costs you?