Religiosa Portuguesa, A Page #4

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Like me.

Could we be the same woman?

It's possible.

Then we carry inside us

the child of our love.

Yes.

And this is where we will give birth.

Yes.

THE CHILD:

AND THE HIDDEN ONE

Did you get home all right?

Yes.

Did you enjoy your evening?

Hipness can be pretty depressing.

I should've gone to bed

at a reasonable hour, like you.

I don't know

if the hour was reasonable.

I attended Matins in a convent.

I barely slept.

Did you go to the convent

in reaction to the disco?

No. It was a logical progression.

How so?

In the disco,

I met King D. Sebastiao.

Feel free to answer.

Friends from Paris...

I'll call them back.

Cut.

Wonderful.

- Shall we do another?

- Yes.

- Ready, Raphael?

- Ready.

Whenever you're ready, Denis.

Camera.

Roll sound.

Rolling.

Scene seventeen, shot two, take two.

Action.

Adieu.

I feeI I tell you too often

about the unbearable state I'm in.

And yet, I thank you

from the bottom of my heart

for the despair you cause me,

and I detest the serenity

in which I lived before I knew you.

Adieu,

my passion increases

with each moment.

Cut.

Cut.

Why didn't you cry?

It came naturally.

Looking at the sea,

I understood the meaning

of what my voice was saying.

You'll see in the editing room,

but I think that last take is best.

Good evening, Madam.

I received your message.

I just arrived myself.

Come in.

This is Luca, Pilar and Caterina.

This French lady

is a friend of Vasco's.

I need to talk to her.

Please go play outside.

I'd like Vasco to stay with us.

Then only his cousins will leave.

May I offer you something?

Coffee?

No, thank you.

Let's sit down.

We spoke about Vasco's future.

Yes.

I said I'd contact

some people in France.

Yes.

I tried.

I called them.

And?

I haven't heard back yet.

But I have another idea.

Yes?

I propose to take Vasco to France

for summer vacation.

And after a certain time,

if it suits him...

to adopt him myself.

You, Madam?

Yes.

Do you have a husband?

No.

But in France many families

begin with a mother and a child.

I believe you are a good person.

If Vasco wants to go on vacation

with you, I have no objection.

And afterwards?

If you both desire it, I see

no obstacle to you adopting him.

Thank you.

Vasco, did you understand

what we said?

Yes, Madam.

Would you like

to come to France with me?

Yes, Madam.

Are you leaving tomorrow?

No.

A bit later, so we can get organised.

Would you like to come for a walk?

Yes.

Where do you live in France?

Paris.

That's where

Madalena's husband lives.

We'll invite him over.

What's Paris like?

It's even bigger than Lisbon,

and very beautiful.

Our house is near a garden

called the Luxembourg.

What will I do in Paris?

Live your childhood.

I'll try to make it a happy one.

I'll teach you French.

When summer's over,

you'll begin school.

You see...

I found you again in the same life.

Destiny wanted you to be quick.

Last night, I never imagined

you had a child.

Last night, I didn't have one.

So you were quick too.

You know, what you said last night...

About what?

That I was a reincarnation

of D. Sebastiao...

Yes?

I thought it over.

I think you're right.

Good.

I live nearby.

Close to the river.

Yes.

So you won't have to rise too early

when you appear

on your white horse

on the banks of the Tagus.

Yes, I thought of that.

Where do you live?

Far away.

And I'm going back soon.

With Vasco.

So we shall not meet again.

Who knows?

Couldn't you give me your card?

Our meeting today is a sign.

If we meet a third time,

without you knowing my name,

I will truly believe

it is destiny's will.

Why three times, and not two?

It's always three times in stories.

What will the next time mean?

Maybe that you are

the great love of my life.

But you're going far,

and D. Sebastiao

must appear in Lisbon.

I think today

he can appear somewhere else.

Promise me if we meet a third time,

you'll tell me your name.

I promise.

And if I tell you my name,

I will be yours.

I believe you.

I'm a witness.

This beautiful city, Vasco,

is yours.

I hope one day,

when you return to your city,

you will know how to love.

Who will I love?

Those who are close to you,

those who are close to them...

And finally,

all that is not you.

I will love all that is not me?

Yes.

And then you will find joy.

Who will love me?

Everything you love will love you.

You say beautiful things, Madam.

You don't need to call me Madam

anymore.

All right.

What shall I call you?

Call me "maman".

You see!

That's your first French word.

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