City of Men Page #2

Watch the kid.

There's your Uncle Fasto.

- Where's Ace?

- Watch the kid.

It's Ace's son.

Now he's yours, you take him!

- He looks just like you, man!

- The boy is ours, now.

- We'll return him in the hill.

- Okay, we're outta here, then.

Where's the kid?

Nothing, man!

I left him with Caju!

Let's go!

Caju, where's Clayton?

- How would I know?

- He was with you.

- With me? Are you kidding?

- You're such a prick!

Prick!

Airplane, airplane!

A header!

Pass the ball to the boy.

- Have you seen Clayton?

- A little black kid.

Kick it! Kick it!

A little back kid.

He's my son.

Kick it!

Give him to me...

Get back in the game!

Back in the game!

Remember, Goiano?

Great team, weren't they?

Sure...

- An all-star team.

- Sure, Pedreira...

Too bad you never let me play.

Why ask me for money?

Ask the guys who played.

Shirts for the boys,

won't ruin you, will it?

- What is this?

- Give him to his mother.

- What happened?

- We'll talk later.

We're not done!

What's wrong, Clayton?

What have they done to you?

Where's your father?

- Have you seen Clayton?

- In there.

In there?

My son...

Where were you?

- Where was he?

- How would I know?

You're the father.

That's a good one!

It's okay...

It's over now.

Shall we go home?

- Want to go home?

- Yes.

- Let's go then. Don't cry.

- Mommy! Mommy!

- Here's mommy.

- Son!

What happened, sweetie?

- It was awful...

- At least you know that much!

I didn't mean to...

Have you declded about Crlstlane?

I thlnk...

I don't want to have the kid.

But the money I scraped together

won't get us into a clinic.

So what are you going to do?

I don't know, man.

I'm too young to be a father.

I'll stop seeing Cristiane

for a while.

And let her

bring the kid up alone?

Let the kid grow up

without a father?

What use is a father anyway?

I wish I had a father...

to teach me how to do things...

to take me to school.

So your son will be like us,

without a father?

Having to get by on his own?

Always getting into trouble?

So how's my nephew?

In '87, I'd given up playing.

I was the coach.

- Who are the other guys?

- They were all on the team.

Did you know my father?

No, I didn't.

Wasn't he one of them?

Most of those guys are

either dead or have left the hill.

My grandma said when I was born

she told you to get my dad.

She must be going senile.

Your dad's not there.

- Were any of them waiters?

- I don't know.

I got an idea...

Goiano, you pay for Tiquinho's

shirt, he's the star player.

Then I'll go hit up the others.

- It's just $ 10 for one shirt.

- $ 15.

- 10 or 15?

- 15.

- Who are these guys?

- I don't remember this guy.

This is Helinho.

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