Que Horas Ela Volta? Page #7

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- Of course she will.

And Fabinho will too, next year!

Right, Fabinho?

Don't be sad, my treasure.

Life goes on, Fabinho.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

Sixty-eight.

- It's a lot, isn't it?

- Yeah.

She studied.

She wouldn't do anything else.

If you want to pass,

you have to study.

You have to study.

Come on.

Jssica?

Honey.

It's Mommy.

I'm calling to say good night.

To say good night and to

say I'm really proud of you.

Now...

Guess where I am?

Can you hear it?

I'm in the pool!

Right, I am!

I'm very happy!

See you.

Listen.

Mommy loves you.

See you.

Dr. Carlos,

it's 11:
00 already.

- Come in, Val.

- Excuse me.

Did you take your medicine?

Yes. I want to congratulate

you for Jssica.

Gee.

You raised her very well.

Me?

I also want...

to make an apology.

For what?

You know.

I'm staying in bed

a little longer.

But...

What can I do for you?

Do you want anything?

I just want to sleep.

Gee.

Tell her the news!

Didn't I tell you?

I'm going to spend six months abroad,

living by myself.

- Where?

- In Australia, Val.

In Australia, Val.

- Oh, God, how far!

- Here, look.

- There's an amazing English course there.

- Look how pretty.

I don't like it. I'll miss him so much.

Six months without seeing him?

- Look at this beach.

- Dear Lord!

- Beautiful.

- Really beautiful.

- We're looking for a place to stay.

- But it's too far.

God! It's really far.

- Look!

- Looks like Recife.

Look how nice.

It's crochet. I bought it from Joelma,

who lives with Pamela.

Look how things

are getting into place.

God writes straight

with crooked lines.

This house is much better than

the other one, isn't it Jssica?

Jssica, you are still mad at me.

- You have to understand my side, honey.

- And you should have defended me.

Didn't I?

I'm not going to talk about it.

I don't wanna fight again.

Dear God.

I thought you were so pretty.

So rich, with tons of presents

when you visited me.

You have no idea how much

I've suffered because of you.

And you don't know how much

I've suffered because of you.

You suffered because

you wanted to.

You'd go there full of gifts,

saying this and that...

and then leave me there

like an idiot asking...

"Where is Mommy?

What time is she coming back?"

You don't know the half of it.

Ask your dad one day!

F***ing sh*t! Ten years, Val!

For God's sake!

Why didn't you go back?

You have no idea of my agony.

The more I didn't go...

the more anxious I got.

It got harder to go back.

But I'll tell you something.

One day, God forbid-

One day you'll understand

your mother!

Who's this boy?

Jssica, I'm asking you

who this boy is.

Jssica, why won't

your father talk to you?

I don't understand why

your father won't talk to you!

I'm asking who this

boy is, Jssica.

It's Jorge.

I don't know who Jorge is.

- It's my son!

- Please no, Jssica.

Jssica, I can't believe this!

And why didn't

you tell me?

We weren't even talking, Val.

How was I going to tell you such a thing?

Did you leave the boy there?

Did you leave the boy there?

I did, Val! How was I going to study,

take exams with the boy here?

My God!

- Won't you bring him?

- I will.

- When I can!

- So cute.

- When?

- Whenever I can!

- Thanks, Val.

- Be careful with the suitcase.

Don't worry.

My God, a boy like you going

to the end of the world!

My love, my treasure!

Let's go, Son.

We're late.

- Bye, Val. See you.

- Bye-bye.

Don't eat junk food.

Take care, my love.

I love you!

Give me.

But, Val, why?

Are you mad at me?

No, I want to quit.

I quit.

But Val, why so suddenly?

Are you mad at me?

No, ma'am.

No, Dona Brbara.

It's- It's me, really.

Is it the gossiping? Or is Vandr,

the driver, saying things you don't like?

- No, no. It's not Vandr.

- If he's trying to...

No, ma'am.

It's just...

It's just me.

- That's it.

- Do you want a raise?

- No, ma'am. It's not money.

- We can give you a raise.

Dona Brbara,

it's not about the money.

Not about the money, ma'am.

I feel...

that I need...

I need to...

stay with my daughter.

Take care of her.

Be with her.

I see.

- You're right.

- Aren't I?

Oh, Val.

OK.

I understand.

I understand.

Here!

This one too.

- There's this crap here.

- Leave it here.

- Thanks, Vandr!

- Don't mention it.

- I appreciate it.

- Call me if you need me.

Bye, you two, all the best!

What are you doing here

on a Thursday?

Bye.

I quit.

- You're kidding, Val.

- No, I'm serious.

Really?

I don't believe it myself.

Wow.

Boil some water.

- Let's have some coffee.

- OK!

What now? Have you

thought about the future?

Don't know.

I'll find away.

Take a massage course.

Doesn't Fabinho say I'm

the best masseuse ever?

Who knows?

It's a good idea.

- Look how pretty.

- I like it.

- Modern, isn't it?

- It is.

It's all different.

Black on white,

white on black.

Different, just like you.

Nice.

- Modern.

- Right.

Look at the thermos.

How lovely.

Lovely, lovely.

Chic.

What?

I stole it from Dona Brbara.

You cannot be serious, Val.

Seriously?

Jssica, now we...

Now that I'm home,

that we're home...

I was thinking.

Go get Jorge!

Bring my grandson.

I'll pay for the ticket.

Plane ticket!

Go get your son.

Go.

You really are a quick one,

aren't you?

Putting the cart in

front of the horse.

Are you going to take

care of him, Mother?

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