The Ballroom Page #4
- Year:
- 2010
- 15 min
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I just need...
Just stay there, no girlfriends,
here you just work.
There'll be no dating,
just work.
I'd like to thank our singers
Vanderley and Ana
with their band Silver Moonlight.
Don't miss, 18th December,
Wednesday, the Red Ball.
At Rua Guaicurus 1, gua Branca.
I don't even care about that!
You liar, just look at the state
you're in because your wife came.
Your mistake, she didn't come.
Your information network
made a mistake.
But you're married,
you're not a widower.
Yes, I'm not a widower.
My marriage ended 20 years ago,
there's no love.
I live in peace and let my wife
live her life in peace.
That's better than having
a grumpy old husband
moping about the house getting on
her nerves from morning to night.
My philosophy of life is...
if I'm given a lemon, I squeeze
it, add sugar and make lemonade.
The sugar in my lemonade are my
grandchildren, want to see?
Yes of course.
Wow, look, very lovely.
They look like you.
It's funny, when I was a son,
I loved my family.
Now I can't stand any of that.
When you're the head of the family
you live fenced in, tied up.
That's not for me, you know,
I grew up jumping over the fence...
sewing seeds all over.
Listen to that song!
Oh my God.
My first carnival was at Cambuci,
I remember it so well.
I felt so great!
Let's dance?
Man, I can't wait to hang up
my boots and come to dance here.
Be the ladies' favorite...
you know I'm successful
in that department.
I'm paying a retirement fund,
you know what that is, right?
- Yeah.
- Well, you have to watch out.
The modern world, my friend.
No, let me pay this time.
This bill's mine.
You're cute.
When you love...
you should say so.
You don't need to be scared.
Look him straight in the eye
because if you don't say it...
you regret it for
the rest of your life.
Hi lvaro, checking out
your loved one?
With all due respect,
she's already up there,
long gone, right?
Now look at Alice.
There look...
so pretty, are you just
going to let her sit there?
- Let me help you.
- No, thanks.
Keep your head up, go on.
Let me help you.
I'm leaving on my own,
thank you Glson.
I'm going by myself.
Difficult guy, that.
Very difficult.
- Need any help?
- No, thanks.
Bye, then.
Very good lvaro!
That's a nice way
of taking your leave!
Abandoning a lady
in the ballroom.
After so many years of prestige,
that's the image you're leaving?
That it?
The image you're leaving?
Inelegant and cowardly.
If you can go down
the stairs so well...
why don't you come back
and dance with me?
Why?
Come back and dance with me.
Oh my God! I love you.
I love you.
So very much.
The whole time.
I haven't felt like this
for a long time.
It's been wonderful
dancing with you.
Very special.
It's made me feel very good.
Very powerful memories.
Moving ones, even.
Sorry.
Sorry.
My phone number?
Cell phone?
I don't have one.
- No?
- Not yet.
- Have you seen Erivelton?
- He left, I think.
- Didn't he leave me a note?
- Let me see.
No, he didn't.
- Where were you?
- Here.
No you weren't, I've been
looking all over for you.
Oh I don't know, Marquinhos.
Go and get your things,
we're going soon.
- Yeah.
You go ahead,
I'll be right there.
- Take it easy!
- Where's that note she left?
you're crazy!
Marquinhos!
- You're crazy, man!
- What's this, huh?!
- Let go of him!
- Get out!
Hey Eudes!
Eudes, you all right?
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
Don't worry about me, I'm fine.
Give to your face a wash, go on.
My God!
This improbable man,
with boyish eyes...
made my body float so lightly.
I felt a joy with
no past nor future
I'd have kissed
that man whose eyes
invite me to fly
I'd have kissed if
I knew how to make choices.
But not even when
and turns out the lights,
to light up the moon...
not even then do
I dare choose that...
which beats in my heart.
A bunch of ugly men,
they say we're hideous...
but they're the hideous ones,
the whole lot of them!
Let's go.
Bye, kisses.
At the next dance, ok?
Marici?
- Hi.
- Let's go?
Let's.
Slowly, no rush.
- I'm so angry, furious!
- Why?
damn it, I know what
I'm supposed to do, right?
I know how to serve people...
to prepare my tray,
I know everything.
And everyone tells me what to do,
give me a break!
Put one wire against
the other, Bel!
Go on!
What's wrong?
Nothing, Marquinhos.
Are you all right?
What's wrong?
I drank too much.
The old bastard got you drunk.
It'll be all right.
We'll go to the beach
and it'll be all right.
I don't want to go to the beach.
Oh, I want to go home, Marquinhos.
I want to go home.
What?
I want to go home alone!
Bel! Bel!
I want to go, Marquinhos!
What's all this about?
Bel!
Bel!
I bought the peanuts you like.
Hey, what's up, Marici?
Don't tell me you were
jealous of that girl?
For God's sake!
You know me.
You know I like people,
that I like dancing.
All right, I'd be lying if I said
I wasn't charmed by her.
But it was of the moment,
just a passing thing.
Look...
there's poem I learned when
I was young I've never forgotten it
and it explains exactly
what happened here.
If you'd listen you'd understand.
But then you'll have to stop.
Because I can't remember the
poem and drive at the same time.
Stop, Marici.
"If she walked in the garden...
What smell of jasmine...
As white as moonlight...
I hold her so close...
Defeated, now she's mine...
After such dreams. "
Er, "after such dreams..."
Oh yeah "Why make me so sad?
It wasn't her but what
The hour of the jasmine...
The aroma of the jasmine...
The wave of moonlight."
That was it...
and I was charmed by the moment.
She was a girl...
sweet pure,
starting out in life...
but you're the woman, Marici.
You know I've never met
a soft talker like you.
Damn you!
- Bye Moraes, good night.
- Bye.
A lovely night.
A few little problems but that's
all right, happens all the time.
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