Que Horas Ela Volta? Page #3

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toughest colleges to get in.

- Is it tough, Dona Brbara?

- There's a lot of competition.

- So I heard.

- But was school any good there?

The education there?

No, not really.

Poor thing!

But I've always had help.

I met a history teacher...

Joo Emanuel,

who helped me a lot, all of us.

How did he help?

He was very critical

about things...

so he told us some very

important things, made us think.

He turned our brains on,

set up a theater group.

And why architecture?

Why did you choose it?

There are a lot of reasons.

I've always liked to draw.

It's easy for me.

And my Uncle Adejar

is a contractor.

Adejar, Adevicto and Ademar,

the three brothers.

I used to help him,

and I also learned a bunch of things.

I drew the plan of a house

that even got built.

- Wow! Very impressive.

- Very good.

I think it's important for

me to have a diploma.

- Sure.

- And I believe architecture...

is an instrument

of social change.

See?

Our country is really changing.

- Cool.

- Very good.

Good luck.

The house is somewhat modernist,

isn't it?

But not exactly.

What a smart daughter, huh, Val?

You have to see her grades.

All straight As!

- Val, can you bring me a

glass of water? - Yes, sir.

I'm not smart.

I'm curious.

Isn't it the same thing?

I really wanted to read this book here.

I was looking for it.

Do you have time to read

apart from studying?

- I like to read.

- Thanks, Val.

So take it and read it.

- Can I?

- Sure.

Come see the pool.

Val, can you turn on

the pool lights, please?

The most beautiful thing, isn't it?

It is.

I like to read too.

Fabinho is also a very good student.

Aren't you, Fabinho?

- Isn't he, Dr. Carlos?

- He is.

Let's see Fabinho's?

They're all suites.

Look, Jssica.

Fabinho and Mickey.

Fabinho was this big

when I arrived here.

So cute!

Famous Fabinho.

Famous Jssica.

What about that door?

It's the guest room.

Yeah, the guest room.

Do you want to see it?

Another suite?

Look!

What a comfortable mattress!

Jssica, get up.

I'm sorry, Dr. Carlos.

A great mattress like this

and no one sleeps in here?

- Because it's the guest room.

- So this is where I'm staying!

- What? Have you lost your mind?

- Do you want to stay here?

- For God's sake, for God's sake!

- It's OK.

- For God's sake!

- Do you?

- I think it would be good for studying.

- Brbara!

No, Jssica.

You're staying with me in my room.

- What it's it?

- Jssica is staying here.

OK.

She should stay in my room,

as we had already agreed.

Dona Brbara bought a brand

new mattress, a very good one.

- Here's the remote control.

- It's still wrapped.

Please, Dr. Carlos,

she can stay with me.

- She won't disturb anyone.

- Make yourself comfortable.

OK, I'm going to

get my things.

Jssica, stop being pushy!

Pushy!

But he's inviting me, Val.

Because you said,

"That's where I'm staying!"

Oh, it's you.

I can't sleep, Val.

Oh, no, Fabinho.

I'm tired.

- OK, but I'm going to sleep here, OK?

- OK, but we're not going to chat...

'cause tomorrow

I wake up early.

What's wrong with you?

Dunno, I can't sleep.

I'm staying here with you.

Up here, like this.

Fabinho.

What?

What about Jssica?

Jssica what?

What did you think of her?

A bit strange.

What do you mean?

I don't know.

Too sure of herself.

You're right.

She's too sure of herself.

You're right.

Sure of herself.

With those eyes of hers...

looking at everyone as

if she were the president.

Fabinho?

What?

Val?

Val?

Good morning.

Good morning.

Were you with your mother?

- I haven't seen her today.

- No?

Do you know where

she could be?

She must be sleeping.

I went to her room and knocked,

but she didn't answer.

Have you had breakfast?

I've just woken up.

Do you want to eat?

Let me see.

Excuse me.

Look, we have bread.

White bread,

whole wheat bread.

Let me get a mat for you.

Have a seat.

What do you want to drink?

- What kind of juice is that?

- Sweet lime.

- You're not having it?

- I can make you some. Do you want it?

I do.

Did you like it?

- Yeah.

- Tasty, right?

It's good for you.

Damn it.

Dona Brbara,

this has never happened to me.

I think the alarm didn't go off.

I overslept.

- It's OK. - What do you want?

A piece of toast?

- I've already had breakfast.

- I'm going to make you some toast.

- It's OK. I'm leaving, Val.

- Dear God, Dona Brbara.

Your daughter loved the jam.

Bye.

What is this?

Jssica, who set the table?

Brbara did.

It's not Brbara.

It's Dona Brbara.

Come on, "Brbara"!

And you can't sit

at their table.

- And which one is their table?

- This one.

And where's the other one I can't see?

Am I supposed to eat standing up?

She told me to sit here.

Get out of there.

I'm eating, wait.

- Get out, Jssica.

- I'm eating, Val. Let me finish.

Oh, Lord.

What were you thinking?

The maid's daughter sitting

at the bosses' table?

They are not my bosses, Val.

Hey. "Val"?

Can't you call me "Mom"?

- I can.

- Much obliged.

Done.

Holy Mary,

I've never seen such a thing.

You're crazy, totally clueless.

Leave that there.

I'll do it. Go. Go!

- I'm going to study in my room.

- Yes, go.

Hi, honey.

What do you want, love?

- Juice.

- Don't you want a sandwich?

I do.

Put the ladder by the plant.

Now.

Quickly, Edna!

Here.

Pay attention.

Pay attention.

Pretend you're pruning.

I'll pretend I'm watering.

And you spy on her.

Pretend you're pruning.

I'll pretend I'm watering.

Got it?

Got it?

Got it, but this ladder is wobbly.

Hold it for me.

- She's reading.

- What is she doing?

- She's reading. She's got a book.

- Reading?

- She's reading.

- She must be studying then.

She could be sleeping.

I can't see her face.

She's studying.

She's studying.

Now she's up.

She's laying on the bed.

Pretend you're pruning.

I'll pretend I'm watering.

- And now, what is she doing?

- I don't know if she's going to sleep.

- She got the book! - Don't let

her see you. Don't make her turn.

- This girl is a little...

- Get down, get down.

The whole day with a book,

it's easy to go crazy.

Move the ladder, c'mon!

Gimme, gimme.

Jssica?

Just a minute.

- It's Mom, Jssica.

- Wait.

Look, this is Edna.

She works here with me.

She's my little sister here

in So Paulo.

- Nice to meet you.

- Everything OK?

- She looks like you.

- Really?

You think, do you?

I think she looks just like her father.

Pretty, but skinny.

Look.

So, Edna needs to get

in there for a while...

to vacuum the floor,

tidy up the bedroom.

Don't worry, I've already tidied it up.

All is organized.

So...

But, Dona Brbara is...

very fussy about it.

I have to vacuum the room.

- She's going to look at it later.

- Is she really?

Sure, sure.

So get your things

and let's go upstairs.

I'm studying, Val.

It's all set, the books and everything.

No, get your books and come

study in the kitchen with me.

- It's breezy up there.

- Edna is going to vacuum the room.

- Let me get the rest of it, wait.

- Do that.

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