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- We can share it.

What a moocher!

Do you think

my dad is a banker?

Ah, Patrcia.

My name is Letcia.

Patrcia, the little rich girl.

This retard has a sense of humor.

Put the sandwich down!

Put it down!

Can I have another one?

Go! Go! Go!

Congratulations, man.

Hold on!

What?

Wait!

Her blue eyes

were so beautiful, so...

deep.

What... what did she

want to tell me?

Maybe she wanted to tell you

that drugs are no good.

What's your name again?

Paulo.

Yes, you do look like

a Paulo to me.

This place here

reminds me of my childhood,

when I flew a kite

and played soccer.

Did you use to live here?

No. I lived in a place

similar to this one.

Now my father lives

in Braslia, it's different.

- And why are you so happy?

- Why?

Love is beautiful

So beautiful

Nothing else can be

that beautiful

NEIGHBORS ASSOCIATION

Do you go to school

every day?

- More or less.

- More or less.

- What about soccer?

- It's just fine!

You must go to school, man.

And why don't you

go to school every day?

Because I'm lazy!

Do you help

your parents at home?

Yes, I do.

Do you help your mom

or your dad?

- My mom.

- How do you help her?

I help her pick up bottles

and sell them.

Go, Diogo!

Go for it!

Kick the ball!

Go, Diogo!

Go!

This computer

is a piece of sh*t.

The questions are not

straightforward,

our project lacks purpose.

Give me an example.

We have no information

on the families.

But I told you that first

I wanted to find out

the children's

life expectancy.

This is not literature.

This is reality!

If we don't know

their family reality,

how can we get to know

the children?

Pay attention.

The child depends

on the family, right?

- Of course!

- So

the problem isn't

the child nor the family,

but the context

where they live in,

and what they get

from our country.

Without that, our project

will turn into a novel.

A novel?

Little Rita, you say nice things

but you only think of politics.

Little Len, you speak very smoothly

but you are extremely stubborn.

You never think of politics!

- What?

- This is about politics.

- I know it is.

- Everything is about...

Excuse me.

I don't think everything

is about politics.

There is no politics

in love, in feelings,

in Nature, in art...

Listen, Letcia,

if I were you,

I'd put this sentimentalism,

this love thing, aside,

even Nature, if you please.

But there is politics in art.

When you mix art with politics,

it is no longer art,

because it sells an idea,

it becomes commercial.

- Can I give my opinion?

- No, you can't.

- It's forbidden to forbid.

- I forbade you to touch my PC.

- Let's eat!

- All right. Let's go!

- Paulo finally had a good idea.

- A great idea!

- Pasta.

- It's the only thing you have here.

Are there any onions here?

Little Rita from Minas,

I know why you are

so irked about this research.

You must hate soccer.

Little Paulo from So Paulo.

You are wrong twice.

The research is going

really well,

and my soccer team

is Atltico Mineiro.

I bet yours is Corinthians.

You are completely wrong!

I was born to suffer.

My team here is Botafogo

and, in So Paulo,

I'm So Paulo.

Paulo!

Paulo!

Yes, Mariana.

What is it, sweetie?

Can you help me with Math?

I don't understand anything.

I can't today.

What about tomorrow?

All right.

- Hi, how are you?

- Fine.

- Hello, Paulo.

- I can help you.

- Hi, how are you?

- Fine.

Mariana, get down.

You're disturbing them.

No, she isn't.

- So I see you tomorrow.

- All right.

See you. Mom, if I don't a

good grade, please, don't complain.

This damn chemotherapy!

Stop! Right there!

It hurts so bad!

I hate this treatment!

It will go away.

I'm dying for a cigarette!

There are some in the drawer.

Get me one.

Are you crazy?

If you smoke, you'll feel worse.

- You have a fever.

- So what?

Will it give me lung cancer?

What difference does it

make at this point?

- You shouldn't.

- Get it for me!

It's in the drawer.

Hurry!

There are no more cigarettes.

And now this!

If it weren't for my children,

I'd rather be dead.

Listen to me.

I have some medicine here...

No medicine!

It's different.

You'll feel better.

But this is between you and I.

If anyone finds out,

they'll kick me out.

How chic!

Come.

If only I could go home...

What about your children?

The younger one, Little Cacau,

has a really bad temper!

He only does what he wants,

but he doesn't get in trouble.

He's a very responsible kid.

- How old is he?

- Thirteen.

I can't, I'm working.

What about the other one?

Cinzio is 22.

He's a really good person.

But he's always having

problems with the police

because he's a street vendor.

- What does he sell?

- Watches, radios, perfume...

He treats me like a girlfriend.

Don't be snooty!

But he's a nice-looking black guy;

I saw his photo.

When he brought me here,

he promised to stop fighting.

Did he?

Yes, he did.

But I'm worried about him,

because he hasn't

shown up lately.

You know how easily

kids out on the street

get in the trouble.

I'd like to hear

from my boys.

I think about them

all the time!

Tell me the truth.

Am I going to die

of this blood problem?

Yes or no?

Life was never easy for me,

but I always managed to get along.

I had a job, a home,

a samba school.

Let me tell you something.

Go ahead.

I was a flag bearer,

can you believe it?

Of course I can.

- Let me tell you something.

- Sure.

When I first saw you,

I said to myself,

"Damn! I missed

this hot black girl!"

Whenever I go out,

I bring Diogo with me

because he's already 15.

So he helps you with that.

Yes, he's the one

who helps me.

Besides that,

he goes to school...

Yes, he studies at night

because he can't go

to day school at his age.

So I have to make him do

something during the day.

Does he play soccer

during the day?

On the weekends.

On Saturdays and Sundays,

he plays soccer

the whole day long.

And besides this job,

do you do anything else?

I'm a cleaning lady

and a laundress

at three different places.

And do you follow closely

his schoolwork?

- Yes, I do. I have to.

- Why?

To make sure he really

goes to school.

I'm not saying it's useless,

but it doesn't solve

the problem.

This is only

a palliative project.

The government should create

a more consistent project.

All right, pretty baby!

So we go home, watch TV

with our feet up, drinking beer,

the government does its job

while we do nothing!

If I'm pretty or not

has nothing to do with it.

Don't change the subject!

If a drug dealer offers

one pair of sneakers,

one T-shirt,

a couple of bucks, whatever,

to any of those kids,

they run to him!

Not everyone wants

to be a thief,

not everyone can be a thief,

do you know why?

- Why?

- Not everyone wants to die young.

- Do you know why?

- Say it!

Because there are too many

beautiful things in the world.

Mr. Z!

I'm leaving the money here.

- Sometimes you annoy me!

- Why?

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