Rosa Morena Page #5

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- No, Tho...

You have the money, the house...

What more do you want?

I thought we were a family.

I didn't think it was all business.

It is business!

I f***ing paid for Rosa!

That was stupid, right?

What will you do now?

Go call the police!

You know what you are?

You're a son of a b*tch!

See you, Daddy.

I HAVE SOLD THE PAINTING.

YOUR MONEY HAS BEEN TRANSFERED.

- Hi. Where's Maria?

- No idea.

- Is she with Denilson?

- Yes, they're going to meet.

Don't you care?

- Do you know about the two of them?

- Yes.

But you're the one, who

came here and f***ed up our lives.

I'm going to visit Jakob.

I'll bring Rosa.

Whatever.

I'll be back tonight.

Yeah.

Send him up. Thank you.

- May I come in?

- Yes.

Well. It wasn't easy to get those

documents in such a hurry,

but... they ended up perfect.

The money?

So you are sure these documents

are all I need?

Yeah, with these you can get out

of the country and enter Denmark...

When you get there,

you need to make

real Danish papers,

you understand?

And they won't see that

these are forgeries?

Those are original

Brazilian documents,

actually they were really

signed by Federal Police.

Don't worry, I have done this before.

Nice doing business with you.

Passport, please.

- Next.

- Thank you.

SAS Flight 505 to Copenhagen...

is now boarding from gate 15.

Please have your boarding pass

and passport ready for inspection.

Thank you, have a nice flight.

Thomas Guldberg

this is your last call.

Please, go to gate 15

for immediate boarding.

It's Maria's baby.

It's Maria's baby. Maria!

You son of a b*tch!

Hey, hey, hey.

Calm down! Calm down!

- Maria!

- I know you.

Hey stay here! Relax!

Take it easy.

Give it to me. Give me Rosa! Let go!

- You son of a b*tch!

- Stop it!

- Out of my way!

- Go away!

- He took your daughter!

- Go, Denilson!

- Son of a b*tch!

- Go, Denilson!

Let's leave them.

- Thank you.

- Shut up!

- Maria, I'm very sorry...

- I don't want to hear another word.

I can't believe it. I let you

live here, and we even f***ed.

- Maria, I...

- Bastard!

Get out of my house.

Get out of my house now.

You bastard!

You're leaving, right?

If we see you in Brazil again,

we'll lynch you.

I'm gonna beat you up.

Coming here to steal our children!

You can run, but I will find you!

Yeah, honk the horn.

I will find you.

You're a bastard and a criminal!

So...

what are you going

to do when you get back?

Going to build some houses,

make some money.

And eventually, everything will be

rainy and grey like it always is.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

You must think that I'm an idiot.

I think you would have made

a great father for that baby.

Oh, Thomas.

What's going on?

Look, Gabriel.

Your mom has found

a new boyfriend.

Thomas, there is someone

who wants to talk to you!

Hi.

- You are about to leave, right?

- Yes.

She's not Denilson's daughter.

She might be the daughter of five

other guys, but not Denilson.

Okay.

Will she be going to a

private school in Denmark?

- What?

- Good food, beautiful dresses...

Will you buy her an iPod?

Take her.

- Are you sure?

- Take her, please.

I don't have anybody else to ask.

Larissa can't take another one.

I will bring Rosa

to see you every year.

- Thomas...

- Every year...

Just promise me you'll

love her, that's all.

I promise.

Thank you.

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