The Man of the Year Page #3

She loves you.

I've got to tell you

something, Cledir.

I know this is a special

occasion for you...

Go on!

I think the time's not right yet...

Cheers! Cheers!

I'm going to recite a poem!

Quiet!

Life is an open air tunnel.

Love...

Oh, I'm no good at poetry.

When I think of Cledir I imagine

a world of four letters: Love.

What about the honeymoon?

We're going to Araruama.

Anyone been there?

No.

No money...

Humberto! This is Marco,

and that 's my cousin Robinson.

- So you need a job?

- Yes.

The guy who used to work with me

disappeared. Completely.

Do you like animals?

- Sure. Animals?

- Then the job's yours.

Miquel, come and cut the cake!

Cledir was so beautiful that day.

And I realized I wanted

to be a normal man.

A working man, married...

with children.

That's what I wanted, to be a

regular guy like everybody else.

I was going to work at the pet shop.

Everything would be fine.

Lots of sh*t, right?

Only thing these animals know

what to do is sh*t.

Might as well get used to it, you'll

have to clean up plenty of baby sh*t.

That 's what marriage is:

Baby sh*t.

And baby sh*t is like quicksand:

Take one step and the sh*t

won't let go of you.

- Not all marriages are the same.

- They are. Only the sh*t changes.

There's porous sh*t, runny sh*t...

Women are only cute

until their wedding day.

After that, they turn into fat,

vindictive cows.

They never forgive you for

having married them!

Do you have any dog biscuits?

- What brand?

- Any.

The most expensive.

So this is where

you're working, son?

Do you earn enough

to keep your family?

You did a good, clean job, kid.

Brilliant future ahead of you.

Dr. Carvalho, could we talk outside?

You went off before

I could fully show...

all my gratitude, son.

Not many people

you can rely on these days.

What's wrong? Regrets?

Regret becoming a hero?

Of having rid

society of a monster?

Here, this is for you.

See you around.

- That guy is a friend of yours?

- He's my dentist.

What a jerk.

See, Zilmar? From here I can see

all the entrances to the house.

A monitor for each camera.

I know who enters, who leaves.

It's great.

Sometimes I sit here with my whisky.

See, Slvio? I drink

my whisky and sit waiting...

for the day when someone comes.

Hang on, Carvalho. You really

think that sh*t might work?

Soares had bulletproof car,

bulletproof door...

and look what happened to him.

He got royally f***ed.

Like I said, a guy puts a gun

to your head and what happens?

You sh*t yourself. Then you open

the door, the safe, the works.

If a criminal wants to get into

your house, he will do it.

And he'll take your car,

your dollars, your gold, the works!

Only one way to deal with it.

Look, there's our guest now.

We've got to be realistic.

The cops are incompetent, corrupt.

- Can't expect a damn thing from them.

- Sure, Carvalho!

You think I'm expecting something

from the cops? Me?

Remember that crazed

n*gger in that bus?

The entire police force

against a street kid?

Remember what the kid shouted?

I'm the devil's son!

Hi.

Honey, your father is talking

business with his friends.

Go back to your room.

Go ahead, Slvio, speak to the man!

Miquel, Carvalho told me about

how you've been helpful...

about your credentials in the

community, how reliable you are...

that you're ready for anything. Just

this month I've been mugged twice.

By a guy called Neno.

The guy is making...

my family's life hell,

and my businesses too.

The police don't lift a finger

'cause they're scared of the press...

who are afraid of the NGOs. F***ing

priests talk about human rights...

protecting 14,

We must defend ourselves.

I want you to kill this criminal for me.

- Kill him?

- Sure, kill him.

How much do you want to get rid

of this guy? His name is Neno.

Go on, son, ask away. Slvio will

give you as much as you like.

Like it?

I came for Bil. I convinced Cledir

to let him stay there.

Here.

- Got an old blanket?

- What for?

For Bil.

For the pig?!

Like pigs feel the cold, Miquel!

Really!

How do you know pigs

don't feel the cold?

How do you know pigs

don't feel the cold?

For Heaven's sake!

Women are only interested in us

to get married and have kids.

Then they spend the rest of their

life getting on our nerves.

Getting fatter and fatter.

I don't know what's worse,

the ones who put on weight...

or those who work out

and stay too thin.

I've got this theory:

Women work out to stay

sexy for their lovers.

If you ever find your wife

working out in the gym...

beat the sh*t out of her because

she must be cheating on you.

Today's your birthday.

Pick a dog as a present.

I'll take this one.

His name is Pickpocket.

I've given them all names.

Pickpocket steals

everyone else's food.

But I think it 's better if I take

him later. Bil might not like him.

- Shall we serve dinner? I'm starving.

- Did you turn off the stove?

Yes.

Miquel, they're not coming.

The baby's hungry, honey.

Come on, right when

things are livening up?

We're going to...

Easy, easy.

My name is Robinson.

This here is my friend Enoque.

Aunt Rosa, you can serve now!

Let's sit down, everyone. Let's eat.

It's ready.

Been in the oven for 4 hours.

- It must be delicious.

- What's this, Cledir?

Why?

Where is...

Bil?

We have a birthday party to go to.

You must be looking

for someone else.

Bil!

Bil!

Bil!

How could you do this to me, Cledir?

I was gonna save him for Christmas,

but, well, it's your birthday.

- You killed Bil!

- He messed up the house!

Only the backyard

and I always cleaned it up!

I know who you are, Robinson.

I'm looking for your friend.

Miquel.

But you'll do.

I'll never forgive you for this!

I'll never forgive you for this!

I meant no harm.

I was only trying to please you.

There...

Robinson's dead.

We were coming here,

Neno and the black guy...

Pereba. Robinson knew

right away, man. He said:

'Easy, Enoque, it's a setup.'

He was right. He said:

'We're just going to a party.'

Deaf ears.

The guy went round the car and said:

'You've had it, I'm loaded.' Bang!

Two shots.

They took out Robinson!

Point blank, right beside me, man.

They sent you a message, Miquel.

Tell that peroxide fag

not to mess with Neno.

Or I'll blow his brains out, too.

Enoque, give me some of that sh*t.

You sure?

This stuff isn't doing

anything for me.

Nothing.

Enoque! Give me that sh*t.

C'mon. Another.

This sh*t is useless.

I'm going out.

Bastard sons of b*tches!

Enoque, give me another.

Another one.

Izilda, where did

you put the cigarettes?

You lost, bro. All right?

- Easy.

- Remember me, you son of a b*tch?

He can't see you.

- Here, look!

- What the f***, man?

Sh*t, you killed her, Enoque!

- Sorry, I didn't mean to.

- F***.

Slvio had asked me to kill Neno.

I refused.

That'd been my mistake.

I had to kill that guy.

Either kill, or be killed.

It was better to kill.

Every morning I'd give him a banana.

Bil was very intelligent.

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