Tiresia

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Soon I'll be in my garden of roses.

Soon. I'm waiting.31

Roses full of thorns.

Fake scents.

Better than real ones.

The original is vulgar

because of its past.

It was only a try, an attempt.

The illusion is not the real thing.

The copy is perfect.

The copy is perfect.

As I see it.

As I smell it.

Again in my garden tonight.

Again roses.

Even if there's only one.

A beautiful day.

No more sleeping without you.

No more sleeping anyway.

Poor garden.

Shitty little garden.

Not one flower that's real.

Shitty little garden.

No scents.

All of you, my roses.

I'm almost there.

I want to know you all.

In fact, I do.

You, you, and you.

I know you.

Wait for me.

I'm almost there.

My garden of roses.

Thorny roses.

Fake scents.

Better than real ones.

The original is a vulgar attempt.

Everything is wrong tonight.

She went partying with that couple.

Then with her husband.

F***!

- She came back already.

- Oh my God!

He only took her for 20 minutes.

Where are you going?

- I'll show you a great time.

- Today is her turn.

Look at him.

He's very handsome.

Katie, we haven't made enough money

to even buy rice and beans.

Not even enough for the market.

Hey, Fares, don't go for that one.

He's got his hands in his pockets.

He's got nothing.

- Let's find another one.

- Yeah, okay.

We're expensive.

I know.

Hi, darling.

What are we doing?

Come here, my love.

Kimi, look at this guy over here.

I don't even want to look right now.

I saw him from far away

and got nervous.

- Look. He wants you.

- You think so?

Hey, want some pleasure?

Real pleasure.

What do you think?

Hey, where are you going?

Hey, what happened?

I don't know what happened.

You let him go.

Now you're all alone.

That's a nice car.

Go with that one.

It's not working.

There's no money to even leave.

I'm not gonna stay here.

All with hat in hand

The first is her father

The second is her brother

And the third

Is who won Theresa's hand

Theresinha rises

She rose from the floor

And smiling

She tells the man:

"I will give you my heart"

I want a slice of orange

And a piece of lemon

And from the prettiest girl

I want a kiss and a hug

And lots of ripe oranges

Lots of fallen lemons

Lots of spilled blood

Inside my heart

Jesus's' Theresinha

Has fallen down

Three knights have come

All with hat in hand

Theresinha rises

I'm coming.

Is that your sister?

Yeah. She's coming.

Oh, there she is.

Yeah. She's coming.

Oh, there she is.

Oh, honey.

You won't die anytime soon.

- How are you doing?

- Good, good.

You can talk about me.

But only good things.

It's not enough.

- Can I talk to you?

- Okay.

Bye. Later.

So, this is what it should be.

He wants a girl and a transsexual.

Understand? Both.

He's a rich American.

You got it? Understand?

So we'll split it.

A percentage goes to the house.

The rest is yours.

Do whatever you want with it.

Just don't let him hurt you.

No, no, no! I won't let him.

Of course not.

I'll run away. I'll really run.

- Good idea.

- No, no, no.

Can you tighten this for me?

It's good. It's good.

It's really cold.

Hi, darling.

Any work? Nothing.

There aren't any cars.

No one's driving by.

Horrible. Terrible.

How are you, darling?

Did you work a lot today?

Many clients?

A lot? You're tired, then.

You'll go home soon.

That's good.

Take a look. This?

Give it to him. Okay?

No, no, just give it to him.

More money won't make it last longer.

And you drive me back.

No problem.

You can touch me.

Not now.

Want a drink?

I'll take a Coke.

Don't have any.

Whatever.

Water?

Okay.

Here.

Thanks.

Please don't undress.

Don't you want to have sex?

No.

- I'm a whore.

- I don't believe so.

Well, maybe. But I don't care.

I'll undress. We'll have sex.

All right?

Come here.

Now you belong to me.

You're going to live with me.

Hey! Listen!

Hey! I don't want to stay in here!

I'm going out.

To avoid those painful moments.

You asking me to let you go.

You, screaming.

I can't stand screaming.

You saying it's impossible.

Because it is possible.

Let's save some time.

I'll be back when we have it.

Are you okay?

I'm just not used to drinking.

But it's good?

Yes, it is.

I left Brazil.

I escaped Immigration here.

You won't be the one

who locks me up.

If my brother finds you,

he'll kill you.

He'll cut your balls off.

Let me out of here!

You f***ing bastard!

You son of a b*tch!

Let me go!

Let me out of here!

This rotten place!

I can't take it anymore!

F***!

You're an idiot!

I hate you! I hate you!

Sit down.

Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you.

Sit down.

I'm glad to see you calm now.

I was afraid you wouldn't understand.

I don't understand.

Do you want to eat?

Sorry. This is to sleep with you.

It hurts.

I'm a little girl.

F*** me.

Be quiet. Sleep.

How long must I stay here?

I don't know.

Aren't you hungry?

Come and eat.

Here.

Eat.

It's not poisoned. Eat.

I need other clothes.

Sing for me

what you sang in the woods.

What's it about?

I don't want to be tied up.

Then not so tightly.

I'll try.

So how are you?

Go on, life is great.

Move, have fun.

You promised.

Yes, yes.

Look at what I am.

It's inhuman.

It's disgusting.

Take a good look.

Take a good look!

Please don't look at me.

Let me wash.

At least that.

I'll get the coffee.

Jesus's' Theresinha

has fallen down.

Three knights have come.

All with hat in hand.

The first is her father.

The second is her brother.

And the third

is who won Theresa's hand.

Theresinha rises.

And smiling,

she tells the man,

"I'll give you my heart."

And lots of ripe oranges.

Lots of fallen lemons.

Lots of spilled blood

inside my heart.

I want a slice of orange

and a piece of lemon.

And from the prettiest girl,

I want a kiss and a hug.

How long have I been here?

Don't know. Why?

Just wanted to know.

Eat with me.

I can't stand being alone.

I swear I'll stay calm.

Please.

Sit down.

Come here.

I promise I won't.

I won't scream.

Okay.

You're attracted to transsexuals,

but you can't touch them.

Yes, we have something special.

It's a great joy.

But it's a desperate joy.

But you can't see that.

I don't understand you.

Can't explain it in French.

I need to clean up.

See what's happening?

You know what I am.

You know it's not natural.

It's chemical.

Right?

I know.

It stopped working.

How about it, honey?

30 for a blowj*b and love.

- How do you...?

- What?

- Is it hormones?

- What?

Is it hormones?

Get out of here.

Do you have some on you?

Get out of here.

What's going on?

What's the problem?

I don't know, Eduardo.

He's talking about hormones.

I have no idea what he wants.

Tell him to leave, please.

Problem?

I'm going. I was only asking.

Don't look at me.

You know this can't go on.

I can't get your hormones.

Your friends will take you, kill me.

Then let me go.

Look at me.

- This isn't what you want.

- It's the same.

You'll come after me.

I swear I won't tell anyone

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