Extreme Happiness Page #4

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The dogs ooh, ooh!

And her bow wow.

Yeah...

I sure introduced her

to the real Ben!

- Go and dance!

- Sorry, Grandpa?

Packed with girls here.

Go dance!

He's going up to the hookers.

Hot stuff!

The winners

of the beauty contest...

to get you started!

With you now,

Miss Maranho, third place!

Lady Ribamar.

Very good darling!

Marvelous!

In second place, Miss Piau!

Solange Nabur!

Very good!

And the big winner...

Miss Bahia,

the new Miss Brazil!

Okay, congratulations

to everyone!

Quiet! Quiet!

The parade's over.

Now girls, get to work!

Work, work!

You're so young!

- What a night.

- Tell me about it!

- My client stank, like a skunk!

- No!

And that Ftima stole

my client again.

Hi there.

Now this!

Would you like some?

Thanks, I already had dinner.

That's all we needed.

Then at least a little dessert.

Guava preserve,

it's delicious.

Try it, go on.

So pale.

Go on, try it.

He didn't like it!

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

Catch him, he hasn't paid!

Catch him!

Catch him...

- What's happening?

- He hasn't paid! Catch him!

Hey, Paulinho!

Come on, Paulinho!

Come on, Paulinho!

Go, go!

Catch him!

Catch him!

Catch him!

Stop him! Stop him!

- Wait, let me go!

- You gotta pay!

- Let me go!

- Wait!

Calm down!

What's happening?

- What the hell's going on?

- He didn't pay.

- Did he screwa girl?

- No! I didn't, Mr. Noel.

I was just talking to her.

So you don't pay.

Let them go!

Like hell, old man!

Give me the money!

Let go now,

you son of a b*tch!

And you're a pair of jerks...

so many girls around

and you go to a whore house.

- That's it folks!

- Go, Amrica!

Viva, Amrica!

Hey sweetie!

You see those little girls?

Now there's a whore house...

full of schoolgirls...

with short skirts

and bare legs...

just like them.

You've got a one-track

mind, Ben!

I know you're married

in Madureira.

Tied up horses

have to eat too.

Love is what matters.

- Love is for queers.

- Nonsense.

Love, love, my dears

Love is just for queers

Sing, Ben!

Love, love, my dears

Love is just for queers

Love, love, my dears

Here we come!

Carnival is coming, guys!

Here comes the rehearsal

for Carnival.

Carnival is coming!

If only you were honest

Oh, oh, oh Aurora

Oh wouldn't that be the best

Oh, oh, oh Aurora

If only you were honest

Oh, oh, oh Aurora

Oh wouldn't that be the best

Oh, oh, oh Aurora

If only you were honest

Oh, oh, oh Aurora

You're a moron!

Jerk!

Got a crush on that girl

who sings?

I know her really well.

Paulinho!

Son of a b*tch!

Gee!

Broca!

Hey Paulinho...

what are you crying for?

Serves him right,

he deserved it.

I know, man, I know.

But it's all such crap!

It's crap, and now

that jerk Broca!

I know one thing...

I don't want to be

like those guys.

Not even like my parents.

We have to find

who we really are, Bighead.

Crap!

Crap life!

I'm going nuts...

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

I'm praying for you, mother.

Oh my God!

Leave me alone!

Why, why?

Come here.

My name is Deise,

what's yours?

Paulo.

Paulo.

What are you reading?

A letter.

An automatic writing

from my late mother.

From beyond.

You know why

I asked you in here?

You're different

from the others.

So are you.

I called on you because

your perispirit is so bright.

My peri-what?

Your perispirit...

the energy around your body.

It shines, shines so bright.

That gown of yours

is so lovely.

Oh, my gown.

I like wearing

my ball gown at home.

It was my grandmother's

then my mother's...

and when she died

it became mine.

Nice, isn't it?

Your mother,

how did she die?

My mother?

She...

she died.

- She threwherself...

- How come?

Flew, like a falling bird...

falling, but she's still around...

she's around, you know?

Still around.

Yesterday I was writing

in my diary...

and my hand it started

writing by itself...

writing things, words

I didn't want to write...

writing!

I killed myself

and didn't die!

- Away, away!

- Wait, Deise, stop!

Get these dead away from me!

- Calm down!

- Save me, save me!

I'm falling!

Falling!

Get away!

Get away from me!

- Get away from me!

- Stop!

Stop! Stop Deise, stop!

Stop, Deise!

Stop!

Calm down.

Look at me, Deise.

Easy now.

When she died...

my dad had her

portraits enlarged.

She was pretty, look!

You know, Paulo, when

someone kills herself...

her spirit wanders around

the world, without rest.

A suicide dies

the same death forever.

If they slit their wrists,

they bleed forever.

If they jumped,

they fall forever.

Falling...

forever.

Look...

Ectoplasm.

See?

That's an ectoplasm.

Dad took their pictures.

It's the soul of people...

Leaving.

Leaving.

I think mother left.

Nowl only feel you.

Just you.

Mother wanted to be an actress.

She sang...

she sang well.

She sang like this.

- What's this place?

- This is where dad operates.

Here, lie down.

Lie down.

This is how he operates...

he removes people's organs

without touching.

I could tear out your heart.

Wait, Paulo, wait, wait.

I sense... She is here.

She's here!

She's here!

Leave me alone!

Leave me, go away!

Paulo, go out that way...

that way!

Meet me here tomorrow.

Tomorrow night!

Go, go, go!

This parrot's smart.

The Portuguese,

the bar owner...

sold him to me.

All he used to say was:

"Where's Mimi?"

Now, all he does is this!

And he'll live

to be a hundred.

We'll die and the bastard

will still be alive.

I saw an amazing

woman today, Grandpa...

simply perfect.

Son, nothing is all good.

- Did you ever fall in love?

- Oh Paulinho!

That's a vice no one escapes.

Once, I fell in love

at the sanatorium.

- How did you get tuberculosis?

- Hunger, Paulinho, hunger.

My mother used to sell pastries

on the main square...

I never knew my dad,

and after my mom died...

I had nothing.

Rat, rat, rat

Why do you gnaw at my shoes?

What's that?

An old song.

I lived off rats for two years.

The government paid

rat catchers...

to get rid of yellow fever

and the pest.

After my mother died...

I got by thanks to the rats.

I got tuberculosis...

and went to

a run-down sanatorium.

And I fell in love.

There was this lovely girl...

so white...

used to sing

these amazing arias.

One night she was singing

in the refectory...

when she started

coughing up blood.

Blood, Paulinho, running down.

At night, they'd take the bodies...

I thought I'd die,

but I didn't!

Nothing is all bad.

So I got by...

somehow. Lapa...

the cabarets, dance halls.

How did you meet granny?

Your grandmother

was so young!

Nice little Polack...

so pretty, dancing...

I met her in Lapa.

You've always been happy, right?

No one's happy, Paulinho,

with luck you can be joyful.

Life likes those who like it.

But one time, Paulinho,

one time I was happy.

I was standing

waiting for the tram...

when suddenly,

I'm not sure why...

I was taken by this strong

feeling of happiness.

A splendid happiness!

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