01x13 - Episode 13

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This is the day!

This is the day
the devil treats himself!

By now, Beja must be entering hell!

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Enjoy your meal.

-Thank you.
-As if this garbage could be enjoyed.

Botelhinho.
Stop complaining and listen up.

Listen closely.

From now on,

you will never again publish
that piece of sh*t novel.

Too late. I've already spent everything
the sl*t paid me to publish it.

Forget Beja.

She can't demand her money back now.

It was the only proper ending
for such a degrading spectacle!

The harlot dropping dead.

God clearly struck her down.

Shall we eat soon?

I won't delay my meal for a second
over this hubbub about Beja.

Antônio better not hang about there.

Excuse me.

Antônio shouldn't have stayed.

Angélica needs him here.

Even in death, she allows us no peace.

I never wished for anyone's harm,

but I've never had a child in my belly,

as I do now.

Why are you saying that?

Better for her to end like that,

than for our family to end
because of her.

When did you become so cruel?

What about you?

When did you become a good girl?

For Beja, no less.

Will you be back
to court today, Costa Pinto?

Even after that bedlam?

I'd rather go back tomorrow, and...

take over again.

Because the hooligans at the park
ruined the one we did today.

Not hooligans,

only one person is to blame for this.

Beja.

No one has news of her?

-Did she die?
-If God would give us such a gift...

Augusta, no one should wish
for anyone's death.

I do wish for Beja's death.

If I could,
I'd make this dream a reality myself.

-Mother!
-God, give me patience!

Not patience,

give me a miracle,

only that will give me
compassion for her.

-I wanted to eat in peace.
-What did you say, Costa Pinto?

No, nothing...

Beja...

You didn't deserve this.

You really didn't.

-That was the sound of a g*nsh*t!
-Yes.

The b*llet was meant for her.

But I saw no one holding a g*n.

I mean...

I am putting an end to this right now.

Wait, Felizardo.

Col. Felizardo tried.

But he was stopped.

But I saw no other g*ns, did you?

If I weren't arguing with her,
I would have noticed something.

I'd have seen something!

We couldn't even tell
where the shot came from!

Damn it!

But the sound came from nearby.

Meaning...

the sh**ter must've been in the plaza!

-Yes.
-Who would do that? sh**t Beja?

Beja annoyed the colonels
with that novel.

The question is...

who wouldn't sh**t her?

MADAM BEJA

Whoever it was,

they thankfully missed.

They missed,
but she fell from her horse.

How is her head, Fortunato?

-Is it bad?
-I can't lie, she lost a lot of blood.

She's still unconscious,
with a high fever.

She has to wake up.

Is there no medicine?

Nothing that could
speed up her recovery?

The human body is a mystery, Severina.

What is outside
doesn't reflect the inside.

-I understand that.
-We must be patient.

Every recovery is a battle

that each person must fight within.

-It's a tough, lonely fight.
-Beja is strong.

She likes life.

-She won't give up so easy.
-No, she won't.

Are you certain of this, cousin?

Or are you just comforting us?

I do believe
she will fight for her life.

And how can we help?

Stay close to her.

Help her understand
she needs to wake up.

-That people here are waiting on her.
-We need to know who did this.

We can't allow whoever tried
to k*ll her to roam freely.

We will find out. Rest assured.

I need to get back to the shop.

Keep me updated on everything. Alright?

João, let's speak to Costa Pinto.

Let's demand an investigation
into who fired the shot.

Severina, will you look after her
while we're out?

I will not leave her side
for even a second.

I'll be back, my love.

I know you, dear friend.

I know that even like this,
you'd hate feeling unkempt.

Your diadem...

I need to find a place
to hide it away safely.

Why can't you do anything?

They tried to k*ll her.

No one can say such a thing.

What we know is that it was an accident.

I cannot start an investigation
on account of suppositions.

Suppositions?

A b*llet was shot!

A stray b*llet.

If any b*llet at all.

All we heard was a little crack.

The horse was frightened, and she fell.

What tremendously bad luck.

I can't believe you'd shirk the duty
of investigating a crime.

My dear man, with power in your hands,
you must know when and how to use it.

Just because we can,
doesn't mean we should act on whims.

-Whims?
-Antônio! Wait! Relax!

The judge might well
"act on a whim" against you.

If something happens to Beja...

you will pay, sir.

I will see to it myself.

You should be ashamed of sitting there.

Excuse me.

Well, Januário,

a man with a wounded heart
is worse than a scorpion.

By the time we realize it,
the venom's running in our veins.

He must beg forgiveness for sins
he has not even committed yet.

What kind of a judge is that man?

He should represent the law!

That's what his job entails!

Costa Pinto representing the law?

-You must be joking.
-To the contrary.

He must be held accountable!

Antônio, the colonels rule this place.

The judge won't fight someone
that can ruin his life.

Anyone else could handle it,

but Costa Pinto is fed
by influential hands.

It was an unabashed assassination
attempt in broad daylight, João.

Justice can't be blind to that!

Antônio...

You're the one that needs to see.

There's no justice
as long as power sits above.

Not in Brazilian monarchy,
nor in the colonels' Araxá.

The monarchy isn't the issue, João.

The colonels surely are.

My father is a colonel, too.

And he doesn't like Beja.

But he has nothing to do
with what took place.

-I'm sure of this.
-Col. Sampaio rules the judge

as much as Botelho,
Felizardo and the others.

I'd look past no one.

Someone tried to k*ll Beja.

I suspect it won't end there.

They'll want to finish the job.

And you want to discuss politics?

Everything is politics, Antônio.

One day you'll see that.

But you're right.

We have to protect Beja.

Whatever the cost.

Well, threats arise where one
least expects it, Col. Felizardo.

But this one is timely.

Beja was too greedy.

-She deserved it.
-She did.

They say she was using her own body
as a political weapon.

Have you heard something like that?

They say that in Beja's bed,
you do more than have sex.

She's come to a certain understanding
with the colonels around here.

-If you understand what I'm saying.
-Then she had what she deserved, no?

That's it!

She thought she'd come here and conspire
political tricks with outsiders?

Just like that? No.

No.

A betrayal of that level is costly.

I don't know who shot Beja...

but they deserve all our gratitude.

Am I right, or what?

A toast to that.

A bum refusing food?

The man disappeared.

He touches nothing
I leave for him since yesterday.

Have any of you seen Honorato today?

No, he didn't even come
begging for booze today.

-No booze?
-Nothing.

That's weird.

As weird as the last time
I saw that tr*mp.

Yes! And what on earth
was Carminha doing with Honorato?

In the graveyard, no less!

What is really likely...

is she was doing the same
you did to your client.

Me?

Don't be a fool.

I was bringing flowers
to my mom's grave.

And I think
Carminha's mom is quite alive.

What did they expect from you?

That you'd investigate
why the wh*re's horse went mad?

My love, you look so dismal.

Are you sad for the wh*re?

Don't be, Carminha.

Ugly pots never break.

If they did,
Beja would be dead and buried.

I'm not hungry.

Beja had at least one
positive impact on your life.

She cured your gluttony.

Keep it up, Carminha!

The less there is to hide
inside of that dress,

the more suitors will line up for you.

You had almost the exact same figure
as Carminha when I married you.

You never had to hide anything.

Me?

-Yes!
-Stop playing around.

My waist was extremely thin!

And you all know, I barely ever eat!

I only happen to have an appetite now.

Because now, sin has its days
numbered here in Araxá.

A sin is having to wear clothes...

when you love someone like this.

I never want to dress again.

And I want you
never to be dressed, either.

Your body was the best
discovery I ever made...

second to your soul.

I had such a nice, small body.

Costa Pinto, I swear...

And on top of it all,
she is just so sensitive!

This girl will never
get married at this rate.

Help me, God.

Thank you for coming, cousin.

Beja is still feverish,
I don't know what to do!

You need to stay calm, Antônio.

Your panic will not help.

I know.

My heart aches,
just imagining that she...

It's alright, I'll go check on her.

But, Antônio, don't forget,

your wife needs you, too.

I'm pregnant!

And even so,
he is incapable of caring for me.

Honey, Antônio must be...

Antônio doesn't care about his own son.

-That's the truth.
-Angélica, please,

this commotion will hurt the baby!

Paulo, you need
to bring him back immediately,

and I have to help Angélica, excuse me.

God.

Did something happen to Angélica, Valdo?

No, Antônio.

But if you don't return now,
something might.

Angélica isn't well.

Go, Antônio.

If she or your child are harmed,
you won't forgive yourself.

Go in peace, I'll watch over her.

Any developments, send for me.

I'll try to be quick.

Leave it to me.

Let's go.

Is that normal, Fortunato?

Such a long time to wake up?

There's no telling, unfortunately.

We'll know the extent
of the damage once she's awake.

How come?

There may be permanent damage.

She hit her head very hard.

But we need to remain hopeful.

Now we must be watchful
for any sign of change.

Send for me, if needed.

Alright?

I'll...

take some clean rags, and...

change the water in the bowl.

I told you we could see it.

Won't you eat?

My stomach is in knots.

I can't bear losing her.

Don't even think about that.

God will be just with Beja.

Eat.

No one else
should get sick in this house.

You didn't eat.

And you didn't change.

-Until now.
-My goodness.

I'd better go bathe.

Excuse me.

It's not only your wife
that you're neglecting, Antônio!

You spit on your ancestors!

On the captives your grandmother freed!

Do you see?

Every drop of sweat and blood
spilt to build this farm,

you are spitting on, Antônio!

You spit on the past, and the future!

And don't forget that Angélica
is carrying your heir.

An heir of the Sampaio name!

Why can't you be like the others?

Go to the tavern, have your fun,
then return to your home

like a normal man!

Because I was raised to be exceptional.

Perfect.

To carry out a role.
No one asked me what I want!

So I'll tell you.

I want Beja.

No. So you want our ruin.

I want freedom, father.

I want love, life! I want passion!

I want everything only Beja can give me!

Before you destroy our lives...

show me there are still...

traces of the Antônio...

that I raised!

Forget that wh*re and occupy your mind
with the jaguar threatening our cattle!

Valdo can't do it himself, my son!

He's blind and deaf, Paulo.

The only way this family can be saved

is with the death of Beja,
and that's the truth.

It's still possible, right?

That she'll die?

I should have died when I could.

Don't say that.

Good God, Maria.

I'm suffering enough for the two of us.

-Where are you going?
-To sleep in Maria's room.

-We need to talk.
-What I need, Antônio,

is to care for the child
that is in my belly.

Now excuse me, I'm exhausted.

Then stay. Stay here.

Rest.

I'll sleep in the office.

You couldn't sleep either?

No.

My heart is jumping in my chest.

Until João comes back, I...

can't rest easy.

He can defend himself.

How do I explain that to my heart?

I...

am off to my room now.

You look lovely
with your hair loose like that.

Severina.

Severina, talk to me!

It's Antônio.

Come here.

What happened?

Here, come here.

-I think someone hit me.
-Who?

I couldn't see. It was too fast.

Is João with Beja?

I don't know.

I was in the bath, and...

when I came out...

My God.

Beja.

Beja...

Is Beja alright?

-Where did you go?
-Someone broke in, with a g*n.

I disarmed him, but he ran.

I chased him,

I ran after him but he just disappeared!

He must have tricked you.

Because you left,
and he came back inside the Mansion,

-and hit me.
-But I swear it,

I saw him across the plaza!

Could you identify him?

No.

He came in a black robe.
His head, shrouded in a hood.

-He wore gloves.
-Maybe you saw someone else there.

Could it be?

-Strange.
-Strange is someone breaking in,

striking Severina,
coming up to Beja and...

-doing nothing.
-Why bring a g*n?

-What did the man want?
-Why a man?

Their face was covered.

-Who says it wasn't a woman?
-I don't know, Severina.

The person that entered
wore no dress under the cloak.

They wore pants, I'm sure!

Women don't always dress
the way men expect.

Beja wore pants once, too, remember?

It may have been a man.

Or a woman.

My God, what a nightmare.

Whoever it is, they came here to k*ll.

Yes.

But they couldn't, so they'll try again.

We must do something
to stop this person.

We'll devise a strategy tomorrow.

Today, no one leaves this place.

Beja can't be alone at all.

I'll go up and stay with her.

João.

You watch the back,
I'll watch the front.

Alright.

I need to talk to you.

I haven't seen Honorato! I told you!

I can't be seen talking to you,
Candinha, you know this.

Then you shouldn't
have been seen with Honorato.

At the graveyard.

Carminha, I'm worried.

If you know where he is, say it.

I don't know.

I don't know anymore.

I waited for him and he never came!

I don't think my parents
will ever accept it...

but I like him.

-And does he like you?
-Yes.

The way he treated me...

-I'm sure! He wouldn't lie!
-No.

You can say what you want about him,
but he is no liar.

His disappearing is really strange.

-What do I do?
-We have to find out what happened.

Have you seen his things somewhere?

-Things?
-The bag.

He's homeless, but he has a bag
he carries everywhere.

Did you see it?

This is where he slept.

There's nothing of his here.

If he'd left anything,
the priest would take it out.

What if he took it with him?

When he left Araxá?

But why would he gather his things
and leave out of the blue?

Without saying goodbye to anyone?

Maybe he was disappointed with someone.

-Did he tell you something?
-No.

No, I don't know anything.

He could have left the village
the same way he arrived.

No one knows, no one saw.

If there was any doubt
someone's trying to k*ll Beja...

They left this g*n behind.

I disarmed him
when he broke into the Mansion.

There's no mystery, in my opinion.

Araxá is a place for faithful families.

But one man differed from us all.

A man...

with no recourse, no home, no morals.

Don't you know Honorato ran away?

How convenient,
using a homeless man as a scapegoat.

He was friends with Alves,

he was always at Beja's house,
the accusation is silly!

-This is a colonel's trick to derail us.
-Yes.

They are surely hiding something
to protect someone.

I'll look into this.

Do that.

Leave the g*n with me.

-Why?
-Because I've seen that g*n before.

I don't know with whom.

Are you sure, son?

I think Avelino should go with you.

And leave you here alone?

No chance. He stays.

Promise you'll take care.

Will you let Avelino take care of you?

João.

I'll be in peace knowing he's with you.

So you don't feel alone.

Without father here.

You can go, João.

Whatever she needs, I'm here.

Thank you, my friend.

Be careful.

Alright, Mrs. Josefa!

And keep me apprised of Beja!

Of course.

Why are you in my room, Antônio?

Does father know
you've been roaming at night?

Why are you saying that?

Is it the cape?

It must be moldy,
I haven't used it in ages.

And these scissors?

They were your mother's,
your grandmother's...

your great grandmother's.

Haven't used it, either?

Where are you going with this?

Someone entered Beja's mansion.

And tried to k*ll Beja.

I can give this to judge Costa Pinto.

It was found there.

I'm sure the colonels will be relieved
to find the culprit quickly.

We are a respected family.

And I'm just a woman.

The judge would never
pin that crime on me.

Wouldn't it be easier to ruin a woman's
reputation than a powerful colonel's?

It was someone from this house
with access to your sewing kit.

-If it wasn't you...
-It was me!

It was me.

I entered that place to end Beja!

I acted on instinct!

I acted like any mother would
to protect their children!

And I can't believe I didn't finish
what I went there to finish!

You didn't sleep in your room
with Angélica, Antônio.

That filled me with hate!

Your wife...

carrying your child
and being humiliated by that...

unholy daughter of the Devil!

That cursed wh*re that should never
have come into our lives!

I had to do something!

And God...

God knows who is on the right side
and helps them,

because the harlot's home welcomed me
with open arms!

And when I saw Beja laying there,

unconscious,

it all seemed so easy.

Just one gesture.

But the devil has his army.

João! Where are you?

That man dressed as a woman,

that calls himself a woman
and never will be...

got right in my way.

I became angry, Antônio.

No one could see me there, I...

I forgot to get the scissors back
from the living room!

That's it! Satisfied?

Will you report
your own mother to the judge?

You're lying.

The scissors weren't in the living room.

What?

I found these scissors myself,
in her room, beneath her bed.

Who are you trying to protect, mother?