01x08 - Public Virtues…

[bunniefuu]

[siren wailing]

["I Won't Hurt You" by The West Coast
Pop Art Experimental Band]

♪ I've lost all of my pride ♪

♪ I've been to paradise ♪

♪ And out the other side ♪

♪ With no one to guide me ♪

♪ Torn apart by a fire wheel inside me ♪

♪ I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you ♪

♪ I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you... ♪

You need to go to the hospital.

No, no, I'm fine.

No, you're not. That's an order.

This man also needs to see a doctor.

Okay, if you insist.

♪ Your mouth's a constellation ♪

♪ The stars are in your eyes ♪

♪ I'll take a spaceship... ♪

- It'll be fine.
- I can't feel the baby.

♪ Go and find you ♪

It's a blessing.

♪ I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you ♪

♪ I won't hurt you... ♪

I can hear a heartbeat.

Everything's fine. We have to go.

He'll just be sleeping.

Probably tired
after having a little fright.

♪ My pale blue star ♪

♪ My rainbow, how good it is ♪

♪ To know you're like me ♪

♪ Strike me with your lightning ♪

♪ Bring me down and bury me with ashes ♪

♪ I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you ♪

♪ I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you ♪

♪ I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you ♪

♪ I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you... ♪

Please can you take off your shirt?

[sighs]

[groans]

How did you get that wound?

I was climbing one of the antennas.

You may leave us now, nurse.
I'll finish up.

Were you treated
by one of the medics at RARET?

- [door closes]
- Of course.

I've never seen them
use a cross-stitch before.

It was an accident.

It's not unusual for people in this area
to solve problems with g*ns.

There was a lot of drink consumed,
uh, and it somehow went off.

- But it wasn't on purpose.
- This remains a small town.

Sometimes,
outsiders aren't always welcome.

Doctor, it wasn't that.

Please don't include this
in my personal file.

Okay.

What about these other wounds?

From the colonies, are they?

Yeah, Angola.

I was stationed for a while in Mozambique.

In Mueda.

What made you end up there?
Or was it just misfortune?

I volunteered for it.

Seriously.

I come from a m*llitary family.

I decided I had to fight
for my people, you see.

You must receive a medal.

They already gave me one.
It's kept in a drawer, somewhere.

I saw many of these.

A mortar, yeah?

I was the only one unscathed.

One d*ed immediately,
the other needed his leg amputated.

I spent many nights operating

with basic equipment.

No lights.

I felt more like a cutthroat
with a saw in his hands than a medic.

In no time, you become immune to it all.

That's the problem, isn't it?

Too quickly, it all becomes normal.

May I count on your discretion?

Mmm.

He went inside to change his clothes.

And set the fire?

So why would João run back
into the house he just set on fire?

I don't know.

Because he didn't want anyone to die?

Simply not to raise suspicion? I...

And Carolina is just lying for him?

The Communist Party
has a lot of followers in that region.

People from the countryside.

Let's see what we can find out
about her parents.

You may see her now.

I want her to stay here for the night.
Better to keep a close eye on her.

- But tomorrow, she'll be fine to go home.
- Are you sure the baby is healthy?

According to our observations, yes, sir.

But the smoke, I mean...

Ramiro, we'll get
the answers for you, okay?

Go and see your wife.

Mmm.

[Anne] Are there more tests we can do

to confirm everything is fine
with the baby?

Listen, I want to do
everything that we can to...

How long will she have to stay?

I hear a ringing in my ears.

It's from the expl*si*n.

What made the fire start?

We don't know.

Probably from a cigarette
left in an ashtray by someone.

Hmm.

Why wasn't it you, Ramiro?

Who? What?

Who saved me.

I tried to go upstairs,
but couldn't get past everyone.

[chuckles]

Would you prefer
if I hadn't made it, though?

What makes you think that of me?

What if I wasn't having our child?

Anne is asking after you.
She'd like to be able to see you.

Tell her I was asleep.

- Don't you want her to come in?
- No.

We'll be fine, though, won't we?

After this?

We have nothing between us.

I'll call you
as soon as the X-ray results come back.

And if everything looks fine,
you'll be able to go home.

Thank you, Doctor.

Doctor, how's he doing?

It's just some superficial burns.

Uh... Besides the burns,
is there, uh... anything else?

He has an old injury
that was caused by a mortar,

and I took the opportunity
to remove one of those old fragments.

So it won't get infected.

As for the lungs, the X-ray will tell.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Bill, find out who did this.

[Bill] Yeah, no problem.

Does your family know you're alive?

I heard a request came from above
to try to get your body home.

The lieutenant was gonna inform them.

And I sent an aerogram.

GLÓRIA BULLETIN
THE GUARDIAN OF GLÓRIA

I don't usually vouch for anybody.

These aren't people who get mixed up
in things, not political things.

- [choral music playing over speakers]
- And Carolina?

Why are you asking these questions?

Do you suspect her of something?

She's employed at the director's house.
We just want to make sure, that's all.

That we can keep
our confidence in her service.

I'm happy to keep an eye on her
if that would help you.

Do you know if anyone's seen her
with someone from RARET? A man.

- She's married, you know.
- A widow.

Engineer Ramiro tried, I remember,
but didn't get very far.

Engineer João Vidal
is always very sympathetic to her.

What's your opinion of that?

It means nothing.

- The only opinion that matters is PIDE's.
- Hmm.

My only inspection of them is when
they enter here and when they leave here.

It's not bad. The photograph of you.

What is it?

They found Fernando.

[sighs]

From the jungle. He came back.

Fernando is alive, still.

[breathing shakily] He's still alive.

- Are you certain of this?
- It's from the ministry.

[sobbing]

He's alive...

He's alive!

[laughing] Oh!

[sighs]

What happened was a miracle.

Your mother thinks
that everything is a miracle.

I think that it was just misfortune.

Most importantly, nobody got hurt.

But it could have ended in tragedy.

In your opinion,
could it have been some sort of att*ck?

Not possible.

I've talked to James about it so far.
I tried to get some more details.

Either way, I brought Jaime Ramos
up to speed about all of this.

In him, I always have total confidence.

If you suspect a single one
of your colleagues,

you can ask him for their file.

- Very well.
- When do you have to go back?

I'm fine, Mother.

I only came to prove to you
that there's no need for concern.

You should stay living here.

That place isn't good for you.

Not at all.

Was your father home?

Yes, he was.

Why?

No reason. Just that he usually isn't.

Do you believe it was the medic?

[sighs] We know
he had a disagreement with Mia.

That's reason enough to suspect him,

especially given the way
that he left RARET.

Hmm.

Mia was really fond of you.

She spoke of you
as someone who was enigmatic.

Did anything happen
between the two of you?

[chuckles softly] No.

I'm not sure I believe you, but okay.

Women will be the death of you
if you don't watch out.

There's a legend in Russia.

Koschei, do you know it?

No.

I read it in a book of fairy tales
when I was a child.

It's about a man
who kidnaps the brides of cavaliers.

- More or less as you have with Carolina.
- [laughs]

Leave that woman alone.

I hope this is the last time
I need to tell you.

- I don't see what business that...
- João!

Relationships make us weaker.

They cloud our minds,
change our judgements.

It's precarious for you,
it's precarious for her.

It's moments such as this
that a man's discipline is measured

by his ability to resist temptation.

Unlike your father, for example.

What on earth are you saying?

What about him? What do you mean?

So many things.

I would be able to tell you, too,
if you really wanted to know.

- [Miguel] I don't have anything on me!
- [man] Quiet!

- Calm down!
- Please! I haven't done anything.

- What are you doing?
- Shut up!

- Please, please. No, no! No, no!
- Go on.

- No!
- Get in!

No! No!

[boot lid slams]

Come on, come on.

[gasping]

[grunting]

[groans]

[sobbing]

[gasping]

[wheezing]

[whimpering]

[gasping] Listen to me.

I'll tell you what you want to hear.

[gasps] All of it.

[wheezing and sobbing]

[crying] Oh, no...

No, I don't want you to tell me
what I want to hear.

Truth's what I want.

Mia Orlov.

[gasps and sighs]

In the report,
you wrote that it was an accident.

- That's what they told me to write.
- But that was not what happened, was it?

- Did you m*rder her?
- No! No, it wasn't me.

- If not, how did she die, would you say?
- I don't know.

But there was no water in her lungs. None.

Must have been thrown in the reservoir
after she was m*rder*d,

- is that what you're saying?
- I don't know. I had to run more tests,

but the Americans
wanted to close the case.

Who instructed you to close the case?

The director of RARET.

Do you think they were having an affair?

[Miguel] I don't know.

I don't think so, no.

[Alexandre grunts]

[Miguel panting]

What other tests did you want to do?

Several. Blood tests, for example.

She could have been mixing antidepressants
and alcohol or...

You prescribed her antidepressants?

No. She asked me for the name
of a psychiatrist. I recommended one.

- What was the name of the psychiatrist?
- Silveira.

Doctor Carlos Silveira.
He works at Santarém Hospital.

- Mia's issues were concerning what?
- I don't know.

Do you think
she could have committed su1c1de?

[Miguel] A possibility, but...

If it were su1c1de, why would
the Americans try to cover it up?

They didn't want the Portuguese police
to investigate things at RARET.

[Alexandre] We know you had an argument
with her at the Fourth of July party.

[Miguel sighs]

Mia... Mia found out that I...

Continue.

[Miguel sighs]

[Alexandre sighs]

Are you a h*m*?

- No. No, I'm definitely not.
- So why did you leave RARET?

- [snaps fingers]
- [Miguel] Ah...

[Miguel] No, no, no...

[yelps]

[choking]

- [snaps fingers]
- [wheezes and coughs]

[Alexandre] Why did you leave RARET?

[gasps] They found out...

that I took pictures of women
while they were under anaesthesia.

Aah. And I guess
that's what Mia also discovered?

She promised me
that she would keep it to herself. She...

She wanted me
to help her k*ll the director of RARET.

I think she was with the Soviets,

or the Portuguese Communist Party,
I'm not sure.

But I would never do such a thing. Never!

How about I tell you
what I think happened?

[Miguel grunts]

- Either you m*rder*d her...
- No!

Or you told James that she approached you
to help her k*ll them all.

- I didn't. No.
- And that's got Mia m*rder*d.

- [Miguel gasping]
- Give me the w*apon.

[Miguel sobbing]

I don't know! I don't know anything else.

- I don't know anything.
- Come on.

No! [sobbing]

[continues sobbing]

[continues sobbing]

[sighs heavily]

[whimpering]

Do you believe what he's saying?

He doesn't seem
to have been trained to lie.

Did you see the marks on his neck?

The Americans?

If it was PIDE, he wouldn't be here now.

[Miguel continues sobbing]

I'll pay a visit to the psychiatrist.

A trained agent wouldn't discuss
her private life with a psychiatrist.

[Miguel] A cigarette...

Can I have a cigarette, please?

Just a cigarette.

[gasps]

Thank you.

[snaps fingers]

João?

What are you gonna do to me?

Please, João!

[choking]

João!

João!

[choking]

[wheezing]

João!

[wheezing and gasping]

[birdsong]

[grunting, blows landing]

[yells]

Yah!

[João groans]

Get off him.

João!

João!

LISBON

Bill.

Ronald Parker.

This way.

- Did you enjoy your trip?
- No.

I did not expect this place to look
like Idlewild Airport at rush hour.

It's now called JFK.

Not by me.

These soldiers are going to w*r
on commercial airplanes?

Since we refused to sell them the C- s,

they're requisitioning planes
from the airlines.

Uh-huh.

So they go on vacation... to w*r.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

I need to speak to Dr. Silveira.

Oh. Dr. Silveira.

- Did you make an appointment?
- No.

Just let me check his schedule.

No.

I'm afraid that won't be possible,
but I could book you in in two days.

It'll only be
a couple of minutes of his time.

One of my friends d*ed, and I know
she was here a little while ago.

I don't remember seeing her.

Have a pleasant day.

Wait, I'll just be a moment.

Doctor?

A gentleman would like to talk to you.
He says he won't take up much time.

- Who? Do I know him?
- No.

It seems that one of your patients d*ed.

- Very well, send him in, then.
- Mmm.

[sighs]

This way.

Doctor, I'm grateful for you seeing me.
I won't take up your time.

The nurse just told me what has happened.
I'm sorry for your loss.

It was an accident, or...

We don't know.
The autopsy was inconclusive.

I understand.
What did you say her name was?

Mia Orlov.

No, no... No, she wasn't a patient of mine.

Hmm.

I would love to help, any way I'm able,
but I don't know her.

[sighing] I understand.

It's most kind of you to see me.

You didn't tell me your name.

[sighs]

I'm grateful.

Did you get what you needed?

No.

Have you been working here for long?

For a while, yes.

What time do appointments usually end?

Normally around six.

Sometimes later.

Would I be able to buy you a coffee?

No, I don't think so.

Well, I'll wait outside anyway, Lourdes.

Just in case you change your mind.

[giggles]

ARMY MINISTRY
AWARDS AND DECORATIONS BRANCH

- When will he return here?
- You read the letter. It doesn't say.

But the important thing
is he's alive and well.

This w*r needs to end.
And Fernando to come back.

Yes.

Maybe they'll let him come back before
he finishes his tour. You never know.

- Hopefully they do, yes.
- [Vitalina gasps]

[laughs]

I will go to church.

Mmm.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[keys jingling softly]

[keys jingling]

[unlocks door]

[locks door]

[Dr. Silveira] You seem
to be in higher spirits today.

[Sofia] I am. Yes.

For the first time in my life,
I felt someone really loved me.

[Dr. Silveira] Was that locket a gift?

- [Sofia] Yes.
- [Dr. Silveira] Can I see it?

Will you put a picture
of your husband in it?

[Sofia] I know that's what I should...

[birdsong]

[Anne] Well, Mr. Ambassador.

- Anne. Pleasure to meet you.
- Nice to meet you as well.

- This way.
- [Anne] Thank you.

- You like going to the movies, Anne?
- I do.

I went to one the other night.

Barbarella.

Starring...

Henry Fonda's daughter, what's her name?

- Jane.
- Hmm.

Buck naked right from the start.

I liked it.

Have you discovered the mole yet?

Not yet.

- What are the duties of the CIA?
- Excuse me?

To collect, analyse,
and evaluate information

about foreign governments,
corporations, and individuals

to help the president make decisions
about national security.

Worthless as teats on a bull.

I have a suspect,
but... it could be a problem.

He's the son of a minister.

Henrique Vidal's son
may be collaborating with the communists.

[sighs]

I just arrived in Lisbon.

I'd rather you brought me
another suspect. [sighs]

Mr. Ambassador, unfortunately,
we don't just get to choose our suspects.

[Alcina] Please. Leave.

I've already told you.
Please don't ask again.

[woman] I'm here
on important business, ma'am.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be here.

Go inside and tell him that I'm here.

I'm sure he'll see me.

I've already told you,
you should leave here.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, master.

Is there a problem? Can I help you?

This young lady
wants to talk to the minister.

What's it about?

I'm not authorised to say.

I'm from the ministry.

- What is your name?
- Rosa.

- Good morning, Mother.
- Good morning, João.

Wait there. Come on, Alcina.

I didn't know you were in Lisbon.

Henrique.

There's a woman at the door.

She won't say what it is she wants
to discuss with you, however.

What woman?

[Madalena] Her name is Rosa.

[knocking at door]

Would you like me
to get anything for you, madam?

Madam? Are you all right?

I'm fine, Alcina. No.

[retreating footsteps]

If people had any idea of the problems
we constantly have to deal with,

everyone would pity politicians,
not envy them.

Politicians and their families.

Because work takes priority
over everything, doesn't it?

I must have left my cigarettes
in the car. I'll be right back.

Why are you looking at me
in that way, Madalena?

Henrique, the lady was...

vulgar.

I would therefore give serious advice

that you consider more carefully
the people that you work with

and tell your office to be more careful
who they employ in the ministry.

Madalena, what would you like me to say?

Nothing.

I'm just always bewildered.

I no longer should be.

But I am so.

[James] Maybe it was a mistake
to tell the ambassador João's the mole.

[Anne] I had to give him something.

[James] Mm, I don't think it'll work.
The ambassador is a Republican.

He's eager to put someone here he trusts.

It's not a coincidence

that of all the engineers we have,
he sends us Parker.

[snaps fingers]

Well...

If it really is João, what can we do?
His father's not gonna let us touch him.

His father is minister because of us.

And if that's not enough,
we've collected quite a file on him.

I was sure that Mia wouldn't
discuss her private life with anyone.

The only reason
for her to go to a psychiatrist

would be to access his files.

I found various cassettes from several
consultations with the wife of Ramiro.

The medic records the consultations?

Seems so.

Somebody threw eggs
at your father yesterday

outside the ministry, did you know?

- Students?
- Mm-hm. Probably Maoists.

You asked me for some information.
Here you are.

Are you certain you're ready for this?

I am.

[rings doorbell]

I need to talk to you.

Open the door!

Please leave.

Are you my father's lover?

- I've asked you to leave.
- Answer me.

- [footsteps]
- [Henrique] What's going on?

What are you doing here?

Please leave us, João. We'll talk later.

[child] Papa?

Go back to your bedroom, Clara.

Is she your daughter?

Who is this?

Rosa, would you take her to her room?

- Come on, Clara. Clara.
- [Clara] Ugh!

You shouldn't have come here.

- How old is she?
- That's none of your business.

João?

[grunts]

- None of my business?
- [groans]

None of Mother's business too?

João.

João!

[loud rock music]

[Mário] Fernando?

Fernando!

Hey, wait!

- Fernando!
- Fernando!

[g*nsh*t]

[thunder rumbling]