01x30 - Episode 30

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-My love!
-Teresa!

Teresa!

The cut is shallow,
but she twisted her ankle.

She will need rest
and cold water on the region.

She'll be fine soon.

Will she?

Teresa has been sadder, lately.

She's always been quiet.

Melancholy, Beja.

That's what she has.

Persistent despondency and apathy,

this hopelessness,

it's quite common.

Do I give her hot and cold showers?

I'd like to try another treatment.

Devil's Trumpet.
Don't be scared of the name.

I'm not scared of the devil,
he should be scared of me.

A teabag could help her,

but only a teabag.

More than that
could be dangerous, alright?

What sets its healing apart
from its venom is the dosage?

Exactly. Shall we try?

I'll do anything to see her well.

Slowly, slowly.

I told you I should carry you.

Stubborn, like your mother.

-You can't say that now! She...
-Would you stop fighting if I died?

It's alright.

Thanks for taking her upstairs.

I hope she'll rest now.

João seemed a bit upset.
Does he mind our daughter?

Because I could
take her back to my farm.

No, João only minds all this hubbub
around the house of late.

I see.

I'm glad it's just a sprained ankle.

But we must be watchful of Teresa.

Sometimes, it's like she's in a cocoon.

Fortunato recommended Devil's Trumpet.

I've heard of Devil's Trumpet,

seems it's used
for hysteria and melancholy.

I knew a few users at the capital.

That's not all.

I know.

We need to stop fighting.

For Teresa.

I agree.

It's unfair to put her through that.

I propose peace.

Have we a ceasefire?

We do.

-I should go.
-Go.

Please, don't forget
to give Teresa her tea.

It's life or death.

MADAM BEJA

"A Police Inspector was brought
from Paracatu,

but it seems the law, too, has knelt
for the ruling Colonel of Araxá.

Until now, the death
of her employee remains unsolved."

I will k*ll Botelhinho.

What's wrong, people?

Why's everyone like that?

João? Why the long face?

Teresa, you haven't touched your food.

If you'll excuse me, I'll go to my room.

-João, will you...
-No need.

Bring your sister her tea,
she hasn't eaten anything.

Of course. And cornbread, too.

Thank you, Severina.

Go, my love.

Two days now, I can't make her
drink the Devil's Trumpet tea.

I've told Antônio that I'm lost.

Where are you going?

What's happening?

Sometimes,
silence is wiser than the truth.

I have work at the council, excuse me.

What's happening to my family?

You really have no clue?

You're a smart woman, Beja.

João.

He only comes here to see her daughter,
and you know that.

You're quite permissive for someone
who didn't want him near Teresa.

Weren't you the one who convinced me?

You said you felt his pain
for never having met his daughter.

-Did you forget?
-You're right.

I'm an idiot.

I'd like to take this opportunity
to announce an important decision.

I've included Teresa, my daughter,

in my will, as an heir.

How could you do such a thing
to your own family?

Since I cannot
acknowledge her as daughter,

it's the only way I can compensate
the girl for years of absence.

Once again, you let yourself
be bewitched by the harlot.

I will find a way to break that spell.

I haven't forgotten
that you tried to k*ll me.

But now, if you try to do
anything at all to my daughter,

don't think I'll be
as understanding as last time!

Your father
must be twisting in his grave!

Don't you dare mention
my father in this matter!

And the matter is over!

Why must it all be so complicated?

I am thankful for the affection
you've always given me.

But your actions have hurt your family,
especially Angélica.

I cannot concur with your decision.

-Could we perhaps talk?
-Selfish!

That's what you are!

How could you make that decision without
realizing the shame it would cause me!

Selfish is the only thing I wasn't.

I acted as a father
that cares for his child.

No. I know the last thing on your mind
right now is your daughter.

What you really want is to be near Beja!

It's her! It's always her!

All I care about is Teresa's welfare.

Angélica.

If your parents, your real ones,

suddenly showed up in front of you

and wanted to compensate
for their absence,

would you want them to be in your life?

Of course not.

Think with your heart.
And with a cool head, too.

I think you understand
the situation better now.

I will always respect you.

Do you promise?

I give you my word.

The boy is quite talented.

I've always loved the violin.

That instrument moves me quite a lot.

Really?

I don't think you ever told me that.

Apologies. Am I bothering you?

-I was practicing and got carried away.
-Not at all, my boy.

We were just enchanted.

In fact, I have an idea.

How would you like violin lessons?

Of course not, Zé.

I can't trouble him, he has more to do
than teaching an old lady.

It would be my pleasure
to teach her how to play.

Have a little tea, honey.
It'll be good for you.

Drink it.

Help me.

Teresa. Look at me.

Help me help you.

Baby, I'm doing everything you asked.

You asked to get to know your father
and live with him, I allowed it.

Look how many good things
are happening, my love!

Don't you see?

-Focus on the good things, Teresa!
-Please, mother.

Don't demand that from me.

I swear that I try very hard, but,

I don't know.

This tightness in my chest
overpowers everything else.

I just want to lay in bed and vanish.

Forgive me.

Forgive me!

Forgive me, my daughter!

Forgive me!
I don't know what else to do!

But I'll protect you!

If I hurry the marriage along and talk
to the priest, will it please you?

Would that make you happy?

Tell me.

Drink just a little bit.

Just a little.

It'll be good for you, baby.

Drink.

Do you want your father
to find you like this?

Does your foot still hurt, my love?
Is it still sore?

It'll pass. This will all pass, alright?

I promise you.

I promise you, baby.

-Excited to...
-I do not want lessons from you.

-But your husband...
-He wants to keep me busy.

Because he has no time for anything
that isn't his work, and that's it.

I have all my time to give you.

I told you.

I came back here for you.

Don't speak such nonsense.

Time has passed, Avelino.

If I wasn't beside you before,
then imagine it now that I'm...

Beautiful.

Like you've always been.

Time didn't pass for you.

You're still the same Josefa.

But I'm another man.

More mature, more decisive.

More willing to fight for you.

I look myself in the mirror every day.

I grew old, like everyone else does.

And that means you can't be happy?

You're not happy in your marriage!
You said that!

-Age makes you ill-tempered.
-Age only made you lovelier.

More enchanting.

Wiser.

If I'm as wise as you like to claim,

then maybe I'm capable
of seeing quite clearly

that your coming to Araxá was a mistake.

You don't belong here,
and what we had is in the past.

Look into my eyes,

and tell me your heart doesn't beat
as hard as it did then.

There's no age, no time,

no right moment to have a great love.

The right moment

is when that great love appears.

Or when it never ended.

As is our case.

We've only postponed what must be.

Avelino...

Please, don't do this to me.

Your lips kissed me
with the same desire as the first time.

I heard your heartbeat!

My emotions are one thing,

my desire is another.

Avelino, I cannot.

I do not want to.

And I will not.

Say nothing, now.

Think first.

Isn't it worth it to allow yourself

to be happy while we still have time?

Open up!

You greedy demon! That's what you are!

You manipulated Antônio
to make him waste our family's heritage

just to share it with that little brat
you claim to be his daughter!

What are you on about?
Are you finally mad for good?

If I've gone mad,

it was your fault.

You're the one who put me in this path.

Like a harlot!

...to be like you.

It's just a dream.

And this hell,

it torments me to this day, and,

I can't seem to be rid of it.

You aren't making any sense.

Don't act silly, Beja,
you know very well!

You know Antônio included
Teresa in the will.

And now, the money that belonged to us
must be shared with that little b*stard.

That's what you wanted, no?

Our money.

Don't be ridiculous, Maria.

Look around you.

That painting, for one.

It's worth more money than all
the cattle in your farm.

I don't need your family's money.

Antônio included her
without my permission,

-I knew nothing of it!
-You're lying.

You're a liar, that's what you are.

You're a serpent
that enthralls people, Beja.

You bewitched Antônio.

You bewitched João.

You bewitched me.

But the only way

to quell the serpent's power

is by k*lling it.

The serpent, and all of its children.

I'm not scared
of what you could do to me,

but don't you think for half a second
about approaching my children.

Or you will discover a side of me
you'll wish you never knew.

Get out of here.

Leave my home!

Go!

Paulo, my love,

your absence still pains me so.

It suffocates me.

Remember when they introduced us
to each other?

I remember like it happened today,
the way you looked at me.

I couldn't look at you the same way.

I was used to seeing people like you,

people with dark skin,

in sl*ve quarters, doing field work,
or tied to the whipping post.

It was like being
two people in one body.

One of them loved you,

desired you, wanted you.

And the other, rejected you,
in utter outrage.

It was always hard dealing
with those feelings while you slept.

I understood,

that when you came close to me,
I felt alive.

I feel alive.

Forgive me.

Forgive me, love, for not being dead
on the inside, like I should be.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

GRAVEYARD

Forgive me, ma'am,
my head was up in the clouds.

It's alright, I'll get it myself.
It's fine.

I'll just get all my things...

It seems good weather always
floats on over to Antônio, doesn't it?

But you can change that.

At least in politics, you can.

And I can help you.

You offer to summon a storm for me?

On the contrary.

The leaders of the Liberal Party
are in Araxá to discuss the elections.

I offer you a meeting.

Do you accept?

I want you to remove her from the will.

Your family blames me
for something I never asked.

Including her in my will
was the only way I could find

of acknowledging her
as my daughter, Beja!

After all, she was registered
under the name of another father!

That hurts! Quite a lot!

And it's also a way
to compensate the girl.

Yes!

A way to redeem myself
with her, and with you.

For my absence.

You've done everything for her, alone,

everything for our daughter.

You raised her very well.

Congratulations.

I don't want trouble with your family.

My family has no right to decide
what I should or shouldn't do.

I just want peace.

I do too.

It's not my fault my peace is here.

In this house.

I've already given you permission
to come pay visits to your daughter.

That's a sort of redemption, no?

And it's also a way to quench my heart
from how badly it misses you.

It makes me want to go back in time,

every day.

You... I have a wedding coming up,
and you have Angélica.

Let's not mix things up.

Go visit your daughter.
She's expecting you.

What the hell is taking her
so long to pack up?

Calm down, Felizardo!
Genoveva is coming.

Aunt.

Will you be alright?

Why are you so worried, Angélica?

A wife's place is beside her husband.

Listen, our doors will always be open
to you, Mrs. Genoveva.

Well, close them.

This was the first and last time
she is absent from my home.

Goodbye, sister-in-law.

Aren't you afraid
of what he might do to her?

Instead of minding others' business,
why not take care of your marriage?

Finally we agree on something, Maria.

Agreeing isn't forgiving.

I'll never forget that you
abandoned me in that hell.

Never.

You're not a woman
one can easily forget.

All I think about is you.

Ever since I saw you today.

Treat me like a harlot!

Do it!

Like a harlot!

I accepted Col. Botelho's invite.

I'll be the Liberal Party's candidate
for Araxá.

What good news, João! I like seeing you
like this, taking action!

I'm proud of you!

You know I'll be opposing Antônio, yes?
The Conservative Party's candidate.

Does that bother you?

May the best man win.

Shall we go dine?

Antônio has probably arrived.

-He'll dine with us.
-He'll dine with us?

It's Teresa's wish, João.

I understand that a daughter
wants to be with her father, but,

I would rather avoid
that kind of embarrassment.

If you don't mind,

I'll go dine with my parents.

-João.
-I'm jealous, Beja.

I'm sorry.
I wish I didn't feel jealousy, but I do.

But it's alright.

I trust you.

Where are the girls?

I'll hurry them along.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Apologies, but I won't
be able to dine here.

I'll dine with my parents.

I'll tell them the news.

I will once again be
your political adversary, Antônio.

I hope you still know how to fight.

With honesty, of course.

Excuse me.

A toast to João!
May success find its way to you, my son.

Thank you, father.

Are you alright?

You seem worried.

No, nonsense.

I don't want to spoil the celebration!

I'll just say it
so I can free Avelino for good, already.

Free him of what?

I don't think he should be wasting
his time giving me violin lessons.

I'm not good with music.

But you've just started, ma'am.

Yes, Zefa! I'm sure you'll be
quite an impeccable violinist!

I'm sure, too, mother.

I want to hear you play on my wedding.

I'm always outvoted here.

Yes, it's been voted. Avelino.

Shall we go for cigars?

Of course, Mr. Mendonça.
It's always a pleasure.

Son,

you should have stayed
and dined with Beja.

If you give space to Antônio,
he'll take advantage of it,

and you'll regret it.

I did as you asked and invited
the tavern girls to the meeting.

They think it's about getting
Father Otávio out of our church.

Candinha has no idea you're tricking her
into meeting Siá Boa.

I kissed Antônio.

I shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have kissed him.

Beja,

what matters is
what you'll do after that kiss.

My wedding with João
is already scheduled.

This is the family
Teresa always dreamed of.

Antônio...

-He's the unknown factor.
-Then forget the kiss!

-Pretend it never happened!
-But I can't lie to João.

He doesn't deserve that.

And do you think you two deserve
to have your happiness spoiled?

Because of a kiss that'll never
even repeat itself?

Or will it?

You have soft hands.

God is kind to women who,

despite being unmarried,
still take care of themselves.

I just regret that God can't see
the injustice my brother committed.

Don't carry that pain.

Share your burden with me.

It's my brother, Father.

He put that little b*stard on the will!

Can you believe it?

What nonsense is that?

Taking away from me,
and giving to the daughter of a...

Heresy.

What kind of man does that
to his own family?

And to favor whom?

A lady-of-the-night that incites
the mutiny of women against the church!

What do you mean?

From what I've heard,
and at this very moment,

all the prostit*tes of Araxá

are gathered at the den
of the greatest wh*re of all.

Madam Beja.

Do you know what they intend?

From what's reached my ears,
they intend to kick me out!

God's servant of this parish!

No.

Of course,
were it not for my duties here,

I would go forth right away
to righteously thwart these plans.

But all I can do is pray
for these damned souls.

Father, if you'll allow me,

I can act as a tool of God.

There's no need for permission, Maria.

Act accordingly to the will of our Lord.

We'll discuss that vile priest later!

And how we'll dispatch him from here.

I wanted to give thanks.

My deepest gratitude
for all of you being here.

We thank you, Beja.

Candinha...

Siá Boa.

Don't you think it's time?

Isn't it enough, now?

It's quite clear to see how badly
you two miss each other.

That's actually why I did all this.

That's it.

Guys!

I'm sorry.

Candinha...

I'm the one who apologizes.

Come here!

You have no idea how long
I've waited to do that.

Lovely! And since we're here...

You!

Move!

You are responsible for bringing
all this sin to Araxá!

And to the life of a decent family
that, because of you,

is now living in the worst hell!

You demon!

Go on!

You can hoard as much gold as you want
here, in your vile lair,

and as many lost harlots
as you want, too!

But in church,

or on my family's money, your filthy
b*tch paws are never going near!

Maria, control yourself.

In the name of God, Beja!

Maria!

I'm going to put you in a coffin,
six feet under the earth!

You'll be made an example
to all of these wh*res!

I told you, this is how
you quell the serpent's power!

You...

You've destroyed me!

You've destroyed my family!

You destroy everything
you put your hands on!

You've destroyed everything around you!

Can you not tell
that you destroy yourself?

Lying,

and deceiving,
that's all you know in life.

You've deceived everyone!

Araxá will know who you truly are.

-Araxá...
-Enough!

They'll know who you truly are!

-They're going to make you run!
-Go home. Leave!

-I know it! I do!
-Leave it, Beja.

My sister was like this, too.
I'll look after her.

I don't understand you, Maria.

Why don't you leave Beja be?
Are you happy like this?

She's the one who won't leave me alone.
She doesn't let me be happy!

I wish I were someone else.

I bet you wish you were
someone else, too.

Me? No, I don't.

I'm very happy with who I am.

And with my life.

I still have many dreams to make true,

and with joy, I'll get there eventually.

My God! No!
I can't be seen with a prost*tute!

Don't be silly, Maria.
It's just a client!

I don't want to think
about what happened today.

I don't know what they did to her
at the convent,

but it was nothing good.

Beja, go home and rest.

-The girls and I will clean the kitchen.
-I'll stay and help.

I think that's what I need.

I want to be with my daughters.

Did something happen, mother?

Did I really fail my children
so, so terribly?

I swear, Maria.

Everything I did
was for the good of you all.

But it's like I did everything wrong!

Angélica is always irritable.

Antônio is a disappointment.

And you, baby,

you can't...

even look me in the eyes.

It'll all be fine
with Antônio and Angélica.

What about you, honey?

As far as I go, the best I can do
is give time to time.

Poor Dorotéia!

My God! Dorotéia!

Just as I feared.

-You don't think...
-No, I don't "think." I'm sure of it.

Sure of what?

She was the second victim,
but she was not the last.

We're dealing with a m*rder*r
that targets prostit*tes, my ladies.

One after the other.