Forbidden to Forbid Page #5
ID.
- Your name.
- Rogrio, and I live here.
- Your name.
- Nlio Costa.
I'm glad you didn't bring
your little can with you.
Do you think I'm stupid?
Stop it, kid!
Are you okay?
My hot black woman!
What is it?
I need to talk to you.
Say it.
Listen.
I have something important
to do and I'm late.
You don't have to say anything,
I understand.
Let's go!
Watch this for me!
- Hello, aunt Lu.
- How are you?
Fine, thanks.
- Paulo.
- Where is Len?
I don't know.
He said he would be here
and didn't show up.
- He had something important...
- What?
- I don't know!
- What?
- I don't know!
- Damn!
He went by himself.
LEN, I CAN'T...
So, what do you think?
You might like Braslia.
You could go back to school,
and become a senator,
or maybe even a president.
Don't forget me!
Can you imagine
this guy a president?
- A black president!
- Imagine that!
Awesome!
The taxi is here.
Let's go!
Slow down. Slow down.
Let me see your ID.
- What's going on in there?
- Nothing.
F***! It's the kid!
- Get out!
- What's going on?
Get out of the car!
I told you to get out!
- Come on!
- Move!
Really slowly!
- Go! Over there!
- Go!
Listen.
You've never been here.
Go!
- Get in.
- Go!
Ahead.
Move!
Up there!
Move!
Turn around.
Right there.
Away from each other.
ID.
Let me see your ID,
you little rascal.
- I don't have one.
- Give me everything.
Leave us alone. We won't
say a word. I swear to God!
We can explain.
I was doing research.
Research my ass!
You're screwed!
If you do anything, you're screwed!
- Shut up!
- You're screwed!
- I'm sorry.
- Do you see?
My business was
with your brother.
Don't do that!
For God's sake!
Don't do that!
Stop it!
- You son of a b*tch.
- Damn, Cacau.
Don't do it!
- Sh*t!
- Freeze!
Where the hell is he?
You can't hide!
I'll get you!
Over there!
What happened?
Do you want me
to call anyone?
Oh, my God!
Be careful!
Help me here!
Turn him around!
How did you find him?
Where was he?
Some guy called me
and told me to pick him up!
He doesn't know
what happened!
Jesus Christ!
This jerk went by himself!
By himself!
What am I going to do?
He has to go to the hospital!
He needs blood!
He said it was the police
who did this!
Haven't you learned
anything in Medical School?
He's burning with fever.
Place a cold water compress
on his forehead.
If he bleeds again, hold it
tight with a clean towel until it stops.
Don't touch him.
Give me your car keys.
I'll go to the hospital.
I need light here.
Closer.
I need light!
I'm sorry.
I think I can feel it here.
It's close to the surface.
His backpack is gone
with his wallet and documents.
I don't understand.
I'd like to ask you something.
- Please, go home.
- No! I'm not going!
It will be safer.
If we need you, we'll call you.
I'm not going!
I carried him here in my arms!
If he were conscious,
he would ask you the same.
But I'm not going!
I saw him shot!
I'm not going to leave
you two here by yourselves.
Hello.
Is it the bakery?
Can I speak to Mrio?
It's a friend of his.
Yes.
Didn't he leave a message?
All right.
No, it's OK.
I'll call him back later.
Thank you.
There is nothing here.
Water.
Water.
an ice cold beer.
How could you go by yourself?
You should have waited for me.
- I could have done something.
- Like what?
There was nothing
anyone could do.
faces as in a nightmare.
The looked at us,
as if we were nothing,
some garbage, whatever!
Cacau...
Cacau was strong.
He fought with one of them.
But I was a coward.
I just ran!
I remember the look
in Cacau's eyes.
There was no fear!
There was just hatred!
Those bastards
will come after me.
I know they will.
And I will kill them!
Take it easy!
When you get better,
we'll solve this.
Don't fool yourself.
Everything is rotten!
We pretend to be blind
because we don't want to see it.
What are you doing here?
Why did you let her
stay here?
We are going to
denounce everything.
We are going to screw
those bastards.
Don't be stupid, man!
Paulo, where is Len?
He's disappeared.
He had to go to Braslia
take care of some family
problems.
Braslia?
Len wasn't going to Braslia
at the end of the term.
Well, it's his life, not mine.
Listen, Paulo.
There's a guy looking for him,
he has all his papers.
He's a cop for sure.
He wants your address.
- Did you give him our address?
- No.
- What is going on?
- I know there is.
- Don't get involved, Rita.
- What?
- It's nothing serious.
- He is my friend!
- This is a hospital.
Keep your voice down.
Stay out of this.
- So tell me!
- Damn you!
Something really serious
has happened to Len,
but he's all right.
I can't tell you.
You will find out eventually.
- Let me help you.
- Do you want to help?
So don't say
a word to anyone.
Forget the whole thing.
All right?
I must go back to class.
I have an exam.
Forget it.
Call me, Paulo.
If you need anything,
call me.
- Get out of my way!
- What do you want?
Do you want me
to tie you down?
- Get out of my way!
- You're not going out!
- Get your hands off me!
- Don't do this.
- Get out of my way!
- Watch your arm.
- Get your hands...
- I'll hit you!
Get your hands off me.
I'm getting out of here!
Let go of me!
For God's sake!
You only think of yourself.
What will happen to Letcia?
- She won't be with me!
- What will they do to her?
And what will
it happen to me?
Do you think I'll
leave you alone?
Damn you, Paulo!
Damn it!
I should have grabbed
my things and left.
Let me see the wound...
if it's open.
Thank you very much.
God bless you!
Sh*t!
Sh*t!
Let's go!
Come!
Stop at the observation
point, please.
Let's wait a little longer.
- We'll stop later.
- Give me a break.
Let's stop
for a little while.
We'll stop for a while,
grab some energy
to go on with our journey.
Do you want some?
This product
has an advantage:
it erases your memory
in a slow and safe way.
I don't want
to erase anything.
If you die, you will
have nothing to erase,
nothing to forget
or to remember.
Poor thing.
- He's screwed.
- Don't feel sorry for him.
I know him, nothing
will let him down.
Does he get along
with his parents?
Who does?
I do.
You do...
He does...
We do...
You do...
They do.
But we don't.
Excuse me?
We are not getting along.
What do you mean?
Did you read the note
I left him?
- It's none of my business.
- It is your business.
Letcia, we are friends.
All right?
End of conversation.
We can be anything else,
but friends.
How can you do that?
He knows you like me.
I like half a dozen girls.
You like me.
- What's going on?
- Excuse me?
- There's nothing going on between us.
Let's change the subject.
"It's forbidden to forbid,"
remember?
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