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Yes?

Who?

It's for Martin.

He'll be there in a minute.

- I thought you were going alone.

- Tomaz is coming.

- You know what to do, right?

- Dad, I gotta go.

No, no.

He can wait.

Take it seriously.

We get there, do what we

gotta do, and that's it, okay?

Let's go.

- Will you stay at his grandpa's?

- No, at his parents.

- His grandpa died.

- Oh, that sucks.

So it will be just you

two and his parents?

No, it's going to

be just us there.

- You two are staying alone?

- Yeah.

- Let's party, then?

- Of course.

- Can we go there tomorrow?

- It's up to you.

- So, let's go out tonight.

- I'm so down.

No way, I'm too tired.

C'mon, go out with us.

Alright, I'll check with Bento

to see if he's up to it.

- Who's Bento?

- Bento...

is the guy who's

picking me up.

I told you about him.

- Is he your boyfriend?

- No, he's not my boyfriend.

Come with us, then.

I'll see what I can do.

- See you, guys.

- See you.

- Good night.

- Come by the house.

I will.

It's freezing out here.

- Let's go?

- Yeah, dude.

I'm trying to think of

a cool place for us to go.

- Where?

- I don't know yet.

There's nothing

to do in this town.

Of course,

look around us.

- You're not running away.

- Get off!

- F*ggot.

- Animal.

"Animal"? Don't you know

how to curse? "Silly".

Stinky.

Sour dick.

Hairy butt.

Dude, does anyone come

here to play mini-golf?

Of course.

Weekends are packed.

Tons of kids screaming.

- You know the rules, right?

- Sort of.

You have eight moves

to get the ball into the hole.

And each move is one point.

Yeah.

But you win by

scoring less points.

I used to think that the more

points you scored, the better.

But no, you need to

score as few points as possible.

Then I'd do eight

points every time,

hitting the ball away from the hole.

I'd say "eight points, yay!"

- Stupid.

- I was only a kid.

I might suck at mini-golf,

but check me out at basketball.

Hey, what the f***

are you doing there?

Come back!

Do you really want to go in?

It could be fun, man.

You're not backing out now,

right? Are you afraid of women?

- Good evening.

- How's the party?

Twenty five to get in.

Three beers included.

Is it okay?

Okay, we want to come in.

- ID.

- Sure.

It's torn.

It's not worth anything.

C'mon, dude,

it's the only ID I have.

We can get in everywhere

in Porto Alegre with that.

But not here.

Dude, let's go.

- He was about to let us in.

- No, he wasn't. Let's go home.

Give me five minutes, I'll go

inside and I'll be right back,

I just want to

check the place out.

- Seriously?

- Five minutes. I'll be right back.

I mean it.

I'll be right back.

Where did you

get that sandwich?

I bought it at this

bakery around the corner.

- Dude...

- It's cool, dude.

I mean it.

Dude, pause it.

Hi, Dad.

Yeah, we got here okay.

No, not yet.

But I'll go.

Tomaz is taking me there.

Okay, Dad. Okay.

What time should we

go to your grandpa's?

In a bit.

You want me to come with

you, or would you rather go alone?

You can come with me.

Let's get back to the game.

Play the next

one by yourself.

- Hi, excuse me.

- Yes?

- Are you Mrs. Marisa?

- Who would like to know?

I'm Martin.

I called you yesterday.

I'm Lucio's son.

No one here has

anything to do with Lucio.

He said you have a document

for him, that's why I'm here.

Which document?

Rosa, go and get

a glass of water for the boy.

Which document?

If you want, I can call him.

You can talk directly to him...

and he'll explain.

No one's going to talk

to your father on the phone.

And why didn't he come?

He sent you,

is that it?

Can I go to the restroom?

Over here.

I got stuck.

Yeah.

And where is your dad?

Why didn't he come?

I don't know,

he was working.

- You really don't wanna talk to him?

- No.

And let him know that

if he wants to take our money,

he should come here

himself, you understand?

Do you understand me?

I don't know what to do.

Come back with your father, boy.

We need to talk to him.

So? How did it go?

A total sh*t.

Hey. We could go for

a walk on the beach.

It's a bit cold, huh?

Whatever.

And I'm not really into beach.

Martin, your house

is in front of the beach.

Once, I went for

a walk by myself.

And at some point

I got lost. Completely lost.

I walked for hours

trying to find my way home.

I don't even know how long, but

in my mind it took a f***ing long time,

that's how lost I was.

Maybe it was only

for a few minutes.

At some point, I was

found by lifeguards.

And I couldn't tell them

which way my house was.

They raised one

of those blue flags

for when they

find lost children.

- I didn't know there was such a thing.

- There is.

There I was,

at the lifeguard booth,

feeling as if

I owned the sea.

At some point, my dad

showed up, screaming...

when I saw him, I froze.

You know what he's like.

I felt so embarrassed when

he was dragging me to the car,

the lifeguards were

watching the whole scene.

As soon as we got home,

he beat me up really bad,

probably the worst

spanking I've ever got.

- That sucks.

- Yeah.

He would only

stop to yell at me,

saying that

I had let him down.

I was grounded for

almost the entire summer,

and when I finally could

go out, I was afraid

I'd run into one

of those lifeguards.

You were only a child,

you know.

You won't let go

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