Rosa Morena Page #4

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give you her baby?

She has a salon... She has...

She has a house and a roof terrace!

I have to trust she will

do the right thing.

- She is Rosa's mother.

- Listen, I don't want to discuss this.

This is the end of it, okay?

Let's dance. It's our song.

That looks good.

I'll take her inside.

It's too loud.

What, okay...

What does the letter say?

Well, it says that they want

the full amount within five days,

or they will take over

your apartment.

They know you have

been fired, Thomas!

Okay... I, ehm...

I must sell the car and

my Kierkeby paintings.

Can you do that for me?

Well, you have letters from the bank.

You have used all of your savings!

Okay then, never mind.

Listen, I'll figure out something. Okay?

No, of course.

Would you hold Rosa, please?

Thomas, who is that girl,

who is that?

Whose child is that?

Thomas!

Listen, Christine.

I have to go now. Yeah.

Thomas, what...

What is this?

Is that what I think it is?!

Is that what you have been

using all your money for?

- Yes.

- What?

If you by "That" mean this

beautiful little girl, then...

- Then, yes.

- Let me see?!

Well, her name is Rosa...

And she is my daughter.

She is cute!

Oh God, Thomas,

she is so beautiful!

What is this?

How did this happen?

I have to go now.

It is a long story,

I have to go.

I have to figure out about the money...

And ehm...

No, no, wait.

Listen, I'll sell the car.

I'll get the money, so

you have some more time. Okay?

Okay, if you will do that,

you are a true sweetheart!

- Oh, shut up!

- Yes you are, a genuine sweetheart!

And, Christine, don't tell

mom anything, okay?

No, I will not tell mom.

I will let you give her

that heart attack.

- Okay. I have to... I have to go.

- Thomas, don't go yet.

You have to tell me everything

about how this happened,

- you have to tell me everything!

- Say hi to the boys for me, okay?

- Bye. Bye.

- Okay.

What's that, sweetie?

What's that?

Okay.

Let's go.

Thank you.

For you.

Daddy!

Okay, I like it.

- Hi, Maria.

- Hi.

- What is that?

- Foryou.

- For me? What is it?

- Open it.

Do you like it?

Oh, my God.

You look fantastic!

Maria...

Maria...

Delicious!

- Let's dance.

- Sure.

Thank you, Thomas.

This is the best gift I ever got.

It'sjust a dress.

No, no.

- Don't you like me?

- I do.

But not like that.

- I'm good at this, gringo.

- Maria...

- I know how to do it...

- But I don't.

I'm afraid I'll wake up tomorrow,

and you'll be gone.

- I won't leave tomorrow.

- But one day you will, Thomas.

I'll come back with Rosa

to visit you.

I won't disappear.

We need to sign the documents.

Then we'll be a family.

- I know, the documents.

- No hurry.

We're a family already.

Me, Rosa, you...

Larissa, Gustavo, Andressa,

everybody.

Even Denilson. Everybody.

This is where I live in Copenhagen.

You have all this space

for yourself? Wow!

No, no, no.

- You look hot in this picture.

- No, no, no.

No, no.

My summer house

and my nephews...

- They look like you.

- My nephews?

What was that?

Some sh*t...

Maybe gunshots.

- Where are the children?

- They're playing downstairs.

Gustavo! Come.

Uncle, let me stay and play.

Are you okay?

Thomas, why are you so sad?

Nothing happened to us.

Maybe this is not

the best place for you.

You could find a better place.

- Like Denmark?

- Denmark?

No, no.

You wouldn't like Denmark.

No, I wouldn't fit in, in Denmark.

My place is here.

My family, my children...

I wouldn't be able to live

anywhere else, would I?

Smile.

What? Smile a little.

Come on.

What?

I know what you need.

I know men.

No, I don't...

Just close your eyes.

I don't even want to know

who you're thinking of.

Maria?

What the f*** is this?

Can't you knock

on the door, Denilson?

What are you doing

with this guy, Maria?

What do you think?

You know that this guy...

Plays for the other team, right?

He doesn't like this, stupid!

- Okay. Just go. Just go.

- Do you know?

Where were we?

- It's mine. It's mine. It's mine!

- Give it to me, Andressa!

No, it's mine.

Gustavo, Andressa, calm down.

Calm down!

- Get away. Give it to me!

- Hey, Gustavo!

Shut up! Get down.

I don't want to hear a sound.

- Dinner is ready.

- Let's eat.

- Let's eat. Are you deaf?

- Hey, Gustavo. Sit here.

- Is Larissa taking the children?

- I don't know if she's coming, Thomas.

I'm thinking of keeping

the children here with me.

- Why?

- I have a nice house, a good job.

Maybe I'll even bring

the others home.

Hey, girl!

Come to the table now,

or I'll hit you.

Do you want me to?!

Do you want to get smacked?

Now!

Stupid!

So now she wants

her children back home?

And you haven't got

the papers signed, right?

- She will do so, when I ask her.

- Yes and when will you do that?

I don't think you understand

our relationship.

You are right, I don't.

What the hell...

Are you f***ing each other?

You have got to be kidding me!

You are not!

- Yes, a little bit.

- A little bit?

So how do you do that?

Is she f***ing you in the ass

with a dildo or something like that?

You know what, stop that!

Stop that!

- No, I will not!

- Yes, I'm not listen to that, okay?

But I don't understand, man...

So should I understand, that

now you are suddenly straight?

No! I... I...

Please accept that I'm happy.

I am happy, right now. Okay?

You are happy...

Bull sh*t!

- What are you saying?

- Don't you see what you are doing?

Don't you see that you are

deceiving yourself?

- Do you know why you are f***ing her?

- No.

Should I tell you why

you are f***ing her?

Because you want

to feel good about yourself,

you want to feel good

about the whole situation!

Okay, you don't think I can

fall in love with a woman?

- No! With... with Maria?

- Yes!

Come on, Thomas!

I know you, Thomas,

first of all you are gay, second of all,

all your boyfriends have been

powerfull, wealthy, white boys...

And now you are in love with

a black, poor, alcoholic woman

from the slums.

Don't you see the craziness?

You better stop it now!

- See how nice he looks!

- He looks great! Let me see.

I like it!

Did you like it?

Look that!

- Do you like it?

- Yes.

Say goodbye to uncle Thomas.

Thank you.

See you.

- Get yourself together, man.

- Say hi.

- Is something wrong?

- No, nothing.

Thomas, we should go out

dancing tonight?

- Hi, Larissa.

- Hi.

- Is Rosa asleep?

- In the bedroom.

Thanks.

Hey, wait! My children

will sleep in my home.

- You don't even have a bed.

- They will sleep here.

- So now you want to be their mother?

- I have always been their mother!

Then act like it!

Bathe them, feed them...

You need to grow up.

Come, Denilson.

Come, Denilson.

- What is it, Thomas?

- Denilson.

You two...

For how long?

- Is Denilson Rosa's father?

- No, you are her father.

- You will never give me Rosa, right?

- Yes, I will. We have a deal.

- What are you talking about?

- Where are the baby's documents?

- You want to f*** me over!

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