Isolados

Grandma?

Help!

Help!

Is anybody there?

Help!

No!

ISOLATED:

ONE WEEK LATER:

Do you have any batteries?

- Here you go.

- Batteries.

I said "batteries",

not "booze".

Oh, batteries...

I'm sorry, sir,

I'm not feeling well today.

I don't know what

will happen to us around here...

- What are you referring to?

- Haven't you heard?

Mrs. Cleuza's granddaughter

was found in the woods.

Eleven years old.

It wasn't even recognizable.

They killed her

with a knife and a stick.

And the worst is,

they "touched" her body.

They did things you only do

with the living.

- I don't follow...

- They killed first,

then they "touched"

the girl, understand?

They abused her.

Dead?

And she wasn't the first.

Please,

my girlfriend is delicate,

she's coming over,

don't tell her any of this.

- Fine.

- All set.

Now I just need

to show you this map

and maybe ask

for your help.

- But this is close by...

- Yes, close by.

- But, will you stay even...?

- We know it might rain,

but we'll just

cozy up inside.

You can keep the change, OK?

Thanks.

It's weird, there was supposed

to be an entrance on the left.

Get the other map...

Wow... It's bigger

than I thought.

All these directions,

for dirt roads.

Only you, to find

a house like this...

Kiva, quiet!

Come here.

I'm sorry.

Wow, I thought

the Mr. and Mrs. weren't coming.

- Because of the rumors about...

- "You".

You can call us "you".

I had already closed

everything back.

Look.

The whole house

is like this.

Glasses on the door,

windows...

Even in the bathroom

there are these little blocks.

You can see everything

the other's doing inside.

That's why it's better

not having people around.

So they don't get

in the way, right?

Wow...

So many suitcases, huh?

No, no...

There's no need.

I usually help people

by taking the suitcases...

It really isn't necessary.

That's OK, I have to get going,

it's a long way back.

- I'll be going, then.

- What's your name?

- Luzia.

- Luzia...

Bye.

What a nosy woman...

I'm glad she's leaving

just as we're arriving.

And the house?

Did you like it?

It's a house with a past.

Do the owners

come here a lot?

They only lend it

to friends.

Or friends' acquaintances.

That would be us.

Lucky us.

I didn't even bring a cellphone,

can you believe it?

I can.

Why would you need

a cellphone?

I'm here.

Funny boy...

Aren't you going to unpack?

Later.

Where are you going?

Just for a walk.

- Alone?

- Yeah.

I won't go far.

Over there.

Do you see anything

down there?

No, sir.

Found it!

They didn't kill

that girl far from here.

They're around here.

Lauro, do we have

Parmesan cheese?

Lauro...

Damn...

Hi. Can you help me?

Just a second...

Let me get my things.

I burned my finger...

Does it hurt?

It burns a little.

Let me see it.

A kiss will make it better.

- Are you working?

- No.

Just organizing my files.

SIX MONTHS BEFORE

Where did you find her?

On the street.

She thinks she's dead.

She wants to leave because

she says there's no oxygen here.

And she also took a pen

from the nurse

and tried to cut

her own wrist.

She wanted to prove

she had no more blood.

It's all in my report.

Do you want to talk to her?

I do.

Good afternoon, Fernanda.

How are you?

- Can you tell me what happened?

- No.

Why did you run away

from the clinic?

Why are you

doing this to me?

It's all rotten in here,

I can't feel anything.

End this already.

Bury me, please.

This is the 5th Cotard

Syndrome case I found,

but it's the 1st one

I have full access.

I would like to increase

her dosage.

Years of practice

and I still get surprised

with what the mind can create.

- Are those her drawings?

- Yes.

- May I?

- Please.

Funny...

Many people draw houses.

Yeah...

The house is where

the traumas begin.

Yes... It's true.

What about that soup?

What flavor is it?

It looks great...

Let's go

to the living room? Come.

Wow...

This one's horrible.

Renata, put that down

and come to the living room.

Come.

You know you get impressed.

Come here.

The soup will

get cold, come.

I always feared

not healing completely.

I think...

fearing the fear

is the worst of it.

Do you trust me?

So don't go down

that road, Renata.

You're great.

Great.

But I still feel

very insecure.

You put too much pressure

on yourself, that's all.

Come here.

Come.

Lauro, I'm not in the mood.

I'm sorry, I can't.

What happened?

Is anybody there?

She was beaten alive.

What killed her was the cut.

From the stomach

to the lungs.

Curve blade,

probably a sickle.

This is farm people's work.

- Ever seen anything like it?

- Never.

I found semen again.

Same thing:

She was already dead

when it happened.

When did she kick the bucket?

When she arrived,

the body wasn't stiff...

Over 36 hours after death.

These are easy

people to surrender:

old people, children...

They're not stopping.

It will only get worse.

Worse.

The bizarre women assassinations

still terrorize the population.

The people's expectation

is that the authorities

can detain the criminals

before a new tragedy happens.

The police recommendation

is for the women

not to walk alone

in deserted regions.

This was

our special edition...

Renata.

Where are you going?

I need some air,

I'm going for a walk.

- Alone?

- What's the problem?

You don't know

the region, Renata.

Don't worry...

I won't go far.

But there's no one around,

something might happen.

Like what?

You said so yourself,

there's nothing around here.

Or are you hiding

something from me?

No.

You always want

to control everything,

- all the time, isn't it?

- What is that supposed to mean?

That you think I might

break down at any moment, right?

I know you can

control yourself.

I just think

you shouldn't go out.

Fine, but I just want

to go for a walk, that's all!

You're not going.

Are you deaf?

I want to go out.

Did you hear,

I said I wanted to go out.

You can't do this to me!

- Renata.

- You can't!

- Let me go!

- Tomorrow you'll go.

Not today.

Tomorrow you'll go.

- You can't lock me in here.

- Hey, hey... Calm down.

- I want to go out!

- Tomorrow you may go.

Calm down, calm down!

Renata... Stop!

Renata, look at yourself.

- Look at you.

- I want to get out of here!

You don't know

what you're saying.

You think I'm handicapped.

But you're not

the boss of me!

Stop!

Enough!

Where are you getting at?

Let me do whatever I want.

Is that too much to ask?

Not today.

25 YEARS BEFORE

Are you OK?

I feel a little sick.

Lauro...

I'm scared of staying here.

If you want,

we can leave tomorrow.

It's that kids room.

It made me feel bad.

It all came back to me.

There's a doll there,

just like my old one.

My father had given it to me

days before he died.

You need to move on.

I know, but...

It happened a long time ago.

You were a child, you didn't

know your father was dead.

The crisis I had as an adult,

it was the same abysmal feeling

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