Central Station Page #4

Did you know that, in Rio,

all women have sex

before they get married?

All of them.

What'll it be?

Nothing,

we'll just keep you company, Cesar.

No way. You're my guests.

Three set meals, please.

And a water for me.

What about you?

A beer.

And your son?

A coke.

What do you do for a living, Dora?

I used to be a teacher.

No, she's a letter writer.

She makes money writing letters

to the ones who can't write.

When I retired,

I started to do that

to meet the ends.

Don't you like

playing table-football?

Go and play!

Come on! Go!

No, no.

I don't drink.

You see, I'm an evangelist.

I'm sure HE won't be looking.

I just wanted you to know that...

I'm rather glad I missed the bus...

very glad.

Just a moment. I'll be right back.

Do you think you could possibly

lend me your lipstick?

Hang on to it.

There's not much left anyway.

Thanks.

Why did Cesar leave?

Don't you already know the answer

to that question?

He got scared.

He's a pansy, isn't he?

No, he isn't, Jesus.

May I say something?

You looked good with lipstick on.

Truck. Come...

Good afternoon.

Would you by any chance

being going to Bom Jesus?

Yes.

It's far away.

It'll be $10 a head.

(Sing)

Mom taught me.

Would you like some?

No, thank you.

Yes, please.

Right! He's a growing lad. And

how many harvests have you seen?

Nine.

When I was thy age, I'd have eaten

a whole ox. Fare thee well.

Have some. It's good.

No, thank ;you, Jesus. It'll be

a few "harvests" before I eat that.

I'm telling you.

My mother always used to

tell me that,

one day, dad'd show me

what he desert was like.

Where do you think

she is righ tnow?

I wonder if

they buried her properly.

Come on. Come with me.

Put your mother's handkerchief

there.

Are we going to my father's house?

Yes, we are. Are you satisfied now?

What's the matter?

Don't tell me you've given up.

I don't want him to see me

like this,

Iike a beggar.

He'll like you. Don't you worry.

The trouble is, will you like him?

I already do.

Your father is not

exactly what you imagine.

He's not.

You don't know him.

He built our house all by himself.

He knows how to work with wood.

I know, I konw. Ok.

You'll soon be with your dear daddy

and everything will be fine

and dandy.

I could ask him to let you

stay a few days with us.

Would you by any chance

know where this is?

Run, Jesus!

Mum, we have visitors.

Is there someone in?

Yes.

Good afternoon.

Is this Jesus's house?

Yes, it is.

Do you want to talk to him?

Yes, I do. Is he home?

No, he isn't.

But he'll be right back.

You canwait if you like.

If I may...

Hello.

She's here to speak to your husband

Would you like some coffee?

No, thank you.

Can you tell me what you want to

say to my husband?

I'm afraid I can only speak to him.

Your friends have been

waiting for you to speak to you.

Good evening.

I've come from Rio de Janeiro

and I have important business

to discuss with you.

Very well.

Maria... Mother...

if you'd excuse us, please!

Out! Out! Get out'a here! Out!

Speak your mind, Miss.

I'm bringing you this boy.

His mother passed away and now,

you are the only person

he has in the world.

And what are you to him?

Nothing.

So, why did you bring him here?

Let's just say I'm a friend of his.

Is he a good boy?

Yes, he is.

This letter here is for you.

You've got the wrong man.

I'm Jesse. This letter is for Jesus

who used to live here before.

Let me just show you something.

Here.

This is where Jesus lives now,

down in Vila do Joao.

He won a house in a riffle

and sold this one.

When he got the money,

he drank it all away

in the bar on the corner.

Hello!

Irene!

Hi, Dora! Is everything ok?

Did you send the money

I asked you for?

The money is at your disposal

in Bom Jesus da Lapa.

Bom Jesus what?

Da Lapa...

I found no truck to get away

from this godawful pilgrimage.

Where are we going?

We'll walk.

To hitch a ride on the road.

Walk?

Yeah.

I don't know what I could possibly

have done to deserve this.

You're my punishment.

I'm hungry!

Oh, really?

Doesn't it even occur to you

that I might be too?

There is no more food.

There is no more money,

if you want to know.

It's all gone!

Now are you satisfied?

What are we going to do?

I don't know.

But it seems that I still have to

be responsible for you.

Your father and your mother

brought you into the world.

But they shouldn't have!

Now good old Dora here has been

left holding the baby!

Oh hell! Jesus!

Where are you going?

Come back!

Jesus, come back!

Jesus.

Jesus...

Jesus!

Jesus!

Oh my god! Jesus!

Jesus!

Thank you.

Thank you, Jesus,

Here I am, Lord. I beg you.

I am praying with all my heart,

with all my soul, Jesus.

I am a Franciscan from

the bottom of my heart.

Oh, Jesus, bless my people!

Bless my pilgrims!

Forgive me Lord,

for I am a sinner.

For Christ's blood,

Iook at the hardships I must hear!

Burn it, Lord! Burn Lord!

Let us keep away evil

and let the light come through.

Jesus!

This commerce here.

This madman's fair

is the fair of the devil

and the merchants of the temple.

This is the carnival of Satan.

He's down below, jumping for joy!

Look!

Want to know your fortune, miss?

It's only a buck.

I don't have any money.

Give me a help, if I deserve...

I don't have nay money left.

If I deserve. Let me see your hand.

What a bore!

Where are you off to? Jesus?

How much does it cost

with Father Cicero?

That's the price. And the photo

with message for the Saint?

Just the photo

with the Saint and you.

Do you want it?

What did you come here for?

Let's go, Jesus.

Lady, she's a writer.

She can write a message

to the Saint for you.

You can write?

It'll cost you a buck.

We write letters!

Get your letters writeen here!

Send a letter home!

Send the Saint a message!

Only one buck!

We write letters!

Get your letters writeen here!

Send the Saint a message!

Only one buck!

I want to spend a letter.

How much is it?

That's cost you a buck.

One buck.

Two, if you want us to mail it.

Even better.

Stand there in the line!

We write letters.

Get your letters written here!

Send a letter home!

That's it. Can I start?

Yes.

Criselda, my Criselda,

I'm come from Itabaiana

all the way here...

Itabaiana...

on foot, walking all the way here.

Ma, I'm here in Bom Jesus

to thank the Good Jesus

for the vow made about

Benicio marrying me.

Thank you, Good Jesus,

for making my husband

give up the booze.

Leontina Emerentian,

I am the happiest man in the world.

How long has he been away?

He left 4 years ago.

He hasn't sent any news since,

has he?

to my mother,

Maria Dalva Jose Bezerra.

Josefa Maria da Silva

from Sao Bento do Norte..

to my beloved,

Joao Pedro da Silva from Sao Paulo.

to my father,

Jose Alves da Silva...

Thank you, Boy Jesus,

for making it rain

on our fields this year.

I've come to Bom Jesus

to let off ten colored rockets

in Your honor.

Sebastiano.

Here you go, miss.

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