A Guerra dos Rocha Page #4
- Year:
- 2008
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Who is she?
Cesar? Cesar!
Well...
turn my mom's funeral
into a show for you to get more
votes, Marcos Vinicius.
- I won't let it.
- It's an emotional moment,
as you all can see, my mom
is on that table,
and we're really emotional.
My brother is really
out of his mind,
- accusing me.
- Oh, Pupi.
He is accusing me.
End of the show, Carol.
I'm going to take my son
and leave from this hell.
Poor mom.
Let's go.
Marcelo, Marcelo, for God sakes.
He is my boss.
Hello, Mr. Clovis?
Can you do me a favor?
- Go to hell.
- What's that, Marcelo?
Marcelo, he's my boss, are you crazy?
Do you want me to get fired?
I'll be the judge.
Let's play, let's play.
It's a wonderful game, because in it,
everything is allowed.
- You know.
- Oh, wait.
I want to talk to my girl.
Of course, of course.
If you want we could've send you to her.
Can I go, too?
Of course.
Nono?
Can you find us some cute ropes,
to tie them together, as a gift wrap.
Do you know what am I going to do?
I'm going to play, too.
I'm going to talk with the beyond.
Who?
With Armando.
But he is dead.
But that's the game. Nono.
And you two,
stand-up and stay over there.
So she can tie you beautifully.
Turn back one to each other.
This way, quiet.
Right.
Hello, it's from the poli...
Armando?
I miss you, Armando.
I'm calling...
I calling from Nono's house.
She invited you to come over,
fast.
What are you doing?
It's none of your business.
What has happened here?
Let's go.
Let's get out from here, now.
Take your son.
Sh*t, Hell.
- As I was saying...
- You're going to find me a job,
because I've just lost mine.
Carol, how could you do that,
right in the middle of this.
A serious interview like that.
Watch the nepotism.
Nepotism? Nepotism?
Who are you to talk about it?
You, who do all these dirty
things to the people.
Look, he's corrupt.
A f***ing thief.
F***ing thief. You don't delude anyone.
- Do you think you delude someone?
- Please, just
forgive my sister-in-law.
She is emotional.
After all, my mother is dead
on that table.
- In a very...
- Hello?
Turn that off.
There's been a kidnap on the other
side of the street. Let's go there.
It's not good.
What should we do?
The only thing we can do, Anita, let's sing.
This is not necessary.
Your wives are going to be happy.
Here, here.
Everything will be fine, Bebel.
Easy.
Hey, grandma, you've betrayed us.
- Look.
It's my home.
- It's your grandma.
- Let's go there.
Do you know why it happened?
So you can respect the entities.
Not fair.
Don't tell me you were enjoying it.
Enjoying? No. I was loving it.
I was never that happy,
in my whole life.
Are you crazy?
I was. Now the police has arrived,
and finished with everything.
- Oh.
- Excuse me.
Grandma, how are you?
I can't believe it.
Julia, What is that?
It's my mother's trunk.
What are you doing with that?
Where did you find it?
She kept her jewelry in there, Julia.
- Jewelry?
- Marcelo, it's mom's trunk.
You were trying to break into that?
What?
Do you think I'll end up with nothing?
I'm a rational woman.
I just wanted to know what was inside.
Liar.
You were trying to
take Mrs. Dina's jewelry.
No-one is going to open it
without a lawyer.
I am a lawyer.
Let's open it.
Why are you talking about this trunk?
It's nothing.
I want to know about this house.
Why should Cesar keep the house
When we have a young son to raise.
I'm not leaving this house.
Even if you tie me up.
You're going to leave as a dead person.
Do you want me to take care of her?
I think it's better for us to sing,
because things are hitting up.
Oh no, no.
Shut the f*** up.
I'm not feeling good.
Get me out of here.
Take me home? I want to go.
Paola, do you think I'm leaving
my mother here,
only because you want to go home?
You're not leaving because
of your inheritance.
This is not a share, anymore.
It is a shred.
- Let's stop with it.
- Stupid.
I've told you I'm not leaving.
Let's tie her up.
Okay, it's open.
Calm down, people.
We've put up with Mrs. Dina
the most,
We should stay with this house.
We should've put her in a care center.
It would've been easier.
It wouldn't.
She would've escaped.
Than we'd be crazy.
I'm going to pass a bill, you know,
deal with the elderly responsibilities.
Then they won't be lost like us,
a bunch of old guys who don't
know what to do.
It's Dina.
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia...
It's Dina, it's Dina.
Mom?
That's the elderly responsibility.
I might be in the wrong house.
I might be with the wrong children.
I don't recognize you.
I didn't hear what I hear.
Armando, Armando.
What kind of people have we raised?
Enemies.
Do you want to know what
do I think about you?
You, Marcelo,
have you ever done something good
in your life?
You have a son which you
can't provide.
- For how long?
- Mom, calm down.
We were watching your body.
For us you are a ghost.
What we've told was under
the effect of the pain.
So, the ghost it's going to tell you
everything he saw at the other life.
You, Cesar.
He saw you kissing Paola, your brother's wife.
Kissing and hugging, a real
porno scene.
For how long are you going to keep
up with that?
Cuckold.
Is that true, Paola?
No, no, of course not, Pupi.
Your mom is making that up.
She's crazy.
Don't touch Mrs. Dina.
She'll be my witness at the divorce.
Cesar, I'm going to grab you pants,
your underwear, and
everything that inside it.
You, Marcos, you knew
you were married to a whore,
but I didn't know I was married
to an a**hole.
Pupi, Pupi, You know me.
You know I wouldn't be involved with
a guy like that,
poor like him.
Cesar, I'm going to kick your ass.
- Marcondes!
- Yes, Sir?
Come here.
Kick his ass.
But with your hands closed.
- Stop. Stop that.
- I'm a sick man.
Stop.
Oh my God.
Excuse me, is this the Rocha's house?
- Yes.
I'm Saul.
I came from the hospital.
The gave me your address.
You might be the body's owner, right?
- Yes, I am.
- Oh, okay.
Let's check it...
Where is the body?
Come, Nono, Let's go there.
There was a mistake, this is not
your mother.
It's my Raquel.
Nono, look what they've done.
Don't worry Mr. Saul.
You've lost your wife,
but I've lost three sons.
I just want you to know,
that after what I've been through,
with this family,
if there is something valuable
in this trunk,
it's mine.
So, that was all you're worried about?
Take it.
- It's mine.
- Take it, Marcondes.
Leave it.
What is it?
Where are the jewelry?
There's only this one.
Pictures.
- Marcos, you look like dad.
- I remember this day.
What is this?
Irck
Mom.
She kept my prepuce.
Look, she kept my tooth.
She kept it.
Look. The kite.
Love,
honesty,
trust.
That's what makes life,
relationship,
and a carrier.
That's why I'm your candidate.
Long live Dear Sir!
No, no, not now.
Not now, darling.
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