I'M STILL HERE
UNDER MILITARY DICTATORSHIP
Go for it, Marcelo! Go.
Good header.
Good one, Eliana!
Go, go, go!
My ball!
Nice!
Whose mutt is that?
Get it off the court!
It's been around for a week.
Get him out!
Is he yours?
No.
Marcelo!
Hold him. He's messing up the game.
- So cute! - What a sweetie!
We could keep him.
Yeah, right.
Who's that cute guy--
Marcelo!
Check out our new puppy!
Mum won't let you keep that fleabag.
- Where is she? - Don't know.
Can I get a bit more?
Dalal will kill us if we show up tanned at the ballet.
That's what face powder's for.
Let's go! C'mon, c'mon!
Careful on the street, Marcelo!
Let's go!
Excuse me!
Wipe your feet! I just swept the house.
Can I hold him?
- What on earth is this now? - Our new puppy.
It's filthy! Does your mum know about this?
Is Dad here?
In the office, with Mr Boca. Don't bother him.
It's urgent.
I'll be blamed!
So cute!
It was crazy to take on a project this size.
If it were easy, we wouldn't take it.
- I would. - I know you would!
- Of course I would. - Dad?
Come in!
No dog in the house. No way!
Can we keep him? Please?
- What did Mum say? - She said to ask you.
What have I got to do with this?
- You take him. - Me? No way.
I've got a tunnel to build. Dalal will kick me out!
I think this little rascal here…
looks like a…
Pimpão!
Let me see.
I know how to do it.
Hold on, guys.
What's that?
Kill the joint, Reyna.
- Line up, line up. - Single file.
Up against the wall!
I gave you my ID! What else do you want?
Shut up!
Next to the yellow car. There, next to the yellow!
You, pull over here! Right here.
Cut the engine.
Put that camera down, damn it.
Move it!
Out of the car.
- Hands on the wall. - Hands on the hood.
- To the wall, hippie. - Face the wall.
Face the wall.
Let go!
Shut your trap, kid.
Turn forward.
WANTED TERRORISTS AND MURDERERS
Your IDs.
- Don't push him! - IDs!
It's in the car. Can I get it?
Move!
Hair out of your face.
Hair out of your face!
Babiu, red or silver?
Red looks better.
What time did Veroca's film end?
Relax. She'll be home soon.
Pimpão must have taken the others home first.
Kidnapping in Rio de Janeiro.
Eliana, turn it up.
Giovanni Bucher
had his car intercepted en route to the embassy
just before 9 a.m. today.
The kidnappers captured the Swiss ambassador
after injuring his bodyguard,
who was shot in the head and is in serious condition.
In a quick and violent operation,
eight men and one woman used a Willys Aero
to block the ambassador's car in Laranjeiras.
Didn't they let that guy go?
No, that was the German ambassador.
This guy's Swiss.
…said that, after hearing shots,
they saw a two-door Volkswagen
at high speed heading towards Flamengo.
Pamphlets were left at the scene
signed by the kidnappers,
self-proclaimed National Liberation Alliance.
He's so cute.
But who's going to take care of him? Help me out!
What happened?
I'm still shaking. It was fucked up.
What happened?
Watch your language, Veroca! Where were you?
Taking Helena home, there was a military roadblock.
They were really aggressive, frisking everyone.
It was awful.
They kidnapped another ambassador.
Another one?
It was on TV just now.
Luckily, Pimpão had his dad's BBA card.
What does BBA mean?
It's good to have a lawyer in the family.
Brazilian Bar Association.
Something to eat?
Not hungry, Zezé, thanks.
- She's not eating at all. - You're screwed.
Go talk to your dad. He was worried.
Here.
This ambassador thing is crazy.
Veroca!
Dad named him Pimpão.
Don't tell him.
Is he gone? He said I could ride in the Dodge.
- Some other day… - Hey, kid!
No riding in that playboy's car.
Funny.
I thought a playboy was someone who drank whiskey
and smoked cigars all day…
No, sweetie. I'm the guy who pays for your matinées.
What did you "not see"?
Blow-Up. The sound was shitty.
Your mum gets worried sick…
What, are you going to lock me up?
Goddamn tell her!
Is it my fault the military harasses people?
How many prisoners did they ask for now?
- I don't know. - Everyone to bed. Now.
I wanna finish watching the news.
No. Bedtime.
Nice try, Marcelo. The dog goes in the garage.
I'll call Dalva to see if Helena got in all right.
Sounds like it wasn't pretty.
Dalva's still trying to get us to move to London with them.
But then she offered to take Veroca.
Might be good.
Really?
Next year she'll start college. You know how that goes.
Do I?
The way she is, she'll get involved in student politics.
I think we should wait a bit. Let them settle down first.
Then we'll see. No rush.
Why are Gaspa and Dalva leaving all of a sudden, then?
Gaspa's paranoid, thinks he's being watched.
Let's send her with them.
At least until this phase is over.
It'll pass soon.
Remember the macrobiotic phase?
Lasted two weeks.
Yeah, but no one gets arrested for being macrobiotic.
You're right.
I'll talk to Gaspa.
Yeah?
It'll be fine.
Hello?
- Rubens, can you talk? - Yes.
- It's about the delivery. - Just a minute.
Work. I'll take it downstairs. Hang up for me.
Go ahead.
Delfim Moreira, 80.
- The corner house? - Exactly.
Will you be there all day?
No. You can leave it at the office.
Near Cinelândia?
City centre. You have the address, right?
I do. Quite a few envelopes this time.
- Talk tomorrow. - Okay.
All right.
Bye.
What's a little squirrel doing up now?
- I smelled your cigar. - Better nose than the dog.
What's this for?
This is for doing maths,
or measuring a liar's nose.
And who were you talking to?
Dad's on a secret mission.
Know what it is?
We concluded that you can't beat me at table football.
Your chance is zero.
- Can I prove you wrong? - You want to prove it now?
Well…
Will you cry and wake up the house?
Please?
- After you, big-mouth. - Go!
- Cry quietly. - Cry-babies first.
Don't you wake up your sisters.
- One to one. - No way, man!
Watch out! One to one!
Before the eyes of a nation!
What the fuck, guys! Trying to sleep!
- What a stunning comeback! - That's a save!
Wash him good. Put your back into it, guys.
Now he's going to smell nice.
Scrub, scrub.
Your bed must be so gross
after the dog slept in it.
So, you slept with…
You'll meet an English boy.
The next John Lennon! You'll never come back.
Guys, I am coming back! I want to study sociology.
But you don't have to decide now.
Decide when you come back.
I've decided, Mum.
Rum raisin for my Mediterranean.
What did you call Mum?
Mediterranean, son.
A mix of Italian, Spanish, Greek and Turkish.
The most beautiful woman there is.
That's me.
Veroca, find me an English boyfriend.
- Nalu, you can't date yet. - Of course I can.
Will you miss me?
Of course I'll miss you, my love!
- What about me? - No!
Stop it.
Poor thing!
Veroca.
I will, I will.
This one's for you.
Thank you, Dalva!
Veroca promised not to give you any trouble.
She'll be no trouble at all.
I can always go in her place.
I'd love it if you all went with us.
When the house gets off the ground, we'll go.
Yeah, right, Eunice!
Once you move into that house, you'll never leave Rio.
Is this for Babiu?
That one's for her. And this one…
I set aside for you.
Wow!
It's gotten too dangerous here, Rubens.
We are sitting ducks.
You should really come with us.
I'm sending Veroca first to see if it's not a scam.
Who knows.
Offering shelter for a whole family in London?
- You bought Buckingham Palace? - You're my family, too.
You'll be back soon.
You'll reopen the bookshop, the publishing house…
It won't be long.
You'll see.
Son of a bitch.
- Love you, man. - Love you.
- Are you taking them all? - No.
Just this one.
Here.
Seriously?
Just don't let Eliana touch them.
Vera.
Wow!
Don't spend it all on records.
Buy some boots. You'll need a good pair in the cold.
Thank you.
Do you still have that brown coat?
- Which one? - The fur-lined one.
This one.
But it's so old.
Looks brand new.
A gift from your dad. Honeymoon in Bariloche.
Can I borrow it?
You'd better behave there.
Dalva has enough on her mind, don't cause trouble.
I can take care of myself, Mum.
Take care of my coat, then.
- I'll want it back. - I promise.
Don't run off. I'm making soufflé for you.
Oui, oui, madame.
Nalu!
Goal!
One-nil!
Did you see that?
Better than his dad. Which isn't hard!
Anyone interested in this house?
You, right?
I'm looking for a place like this, around here.
Rubens hasn't even started the new house.
But I can introduce you to a great realtor.
Please. Our space can't handle the new pupils.
I don't know how Dalal manages to run a school alone.
I don't have five kids, right?
- Six, if you count… - Rubens!
What a delicious smell.
How do you keep it from sticking to the pan?
I told you!
You run a knife around the edge,
put it in a very hot oven and don't open it.
- No way. - That's it!
Look how sweet, the girls dancing.
I'm glad they don't understand French.
I was just showing Cris.
Seen your sister?
- Not in the bedroom? - No.
- Don't touch it! - It's nearly out!
Let it fall out on its own. Anybody upstairs?
No.
Brasília is a ticking time bomb.
The military will hit hard.
Seventy prisoners for one ambassador.
It's playing with fire.
- How are things at the paper? - Really bad.
They never asked for the release of so many.
If the military say no, will they kill him?
No, honey.
Right now, the ambassador's probably…
How's he doing, Baby?
Felix, show her.
The ambassador has a big cigar in his mouth.
He's practically in Geneva!
Soufflé's in the oven. Who's hungry?
A Swiss cheese soufflé.
Wet bikini on the couch, Eliana? Go change.
- It's so hot. - No.
I told her.
- Veroca's disappeared. - Let her be.
- I almost broke my arm. - How?
I fell on top of my arm--
Your stories are long and confusing.
Tell us this new long, confusing story!
I need prayers!
Babiu is calmer. But this one…
I feel like…
- Is this your first? - You got seconds!
I'm having thirds!
Every time I have to pretend I like soufflé.
Hey, Dad, isn't this my party? I choose the songs!
What's Miss Peace and Love whining about?
You'll get tired of gringo music.
Can I take the lady?
Why ask him?
- Now I'm asking the lady. - Fat chance.
Can you believe she's going away?
Soon it's just the two of us.
My tooth fell out!
- Babiu! Babiu! - Show him.
Babiu! Babiu!
What if someone finds it?
Not a chance, sweetheart.
Look at the size of the beach.
- What if we don't find it? - We will.
I counted the steps from home to here.
Let's take a photo!
Babiu!
Come, let's take a photo.
Come, Rubens!
Round up!
Let's do it!
Eunice.
I'll take it! You have to be in the photo.
Attention.
Ready, everyone?
Nobody serious, okay?
Go.
Attention. "Ditch the Dictators!"
1, 2, 3 and…
Veroca!
The Swiss ambassador, Giovanni Bucher,
was released today in exchange for 70 political prisoners
who were flown to Chile.
I'll take it, Zezé.
Hello?
Is Mr Paiva there?
He's not at home.
Who's this?
Hello?
Rubens,
this came for you.
Okay, Geraldo. Thanks.
TO RUBENS PAIVA FROM VERA LENNON
"Guys, this is no ordinary letter.
It's a sensory experience, like a Mutantes concert.
"This is our house.
"It's quite funny, just like in Blow-Up.
The houses are all alike."
I'd get lost there!
Looks boring to me.
"The doors are different.
"Christmas without the beach is weird.
"But the snow is cool, too.
"We even made our first snowman.
"Remind you of someone?"
A new and improved Dad.
"And how about this street?"
How exciting!
"Nalu,
my feet touched the same ground as John Lennon!"
No freaking way!
"The Beatles recorded here!"
Watch out for the bus!
My English boyfriend!
You don't even speak English!
"Look at this record shop.
I could live in it, I swear.
We stayed there till closing time.
I only bought one single, okay, Mum?
I doubt it.
And it's not even for me. It's for Pimpão."
Consolation prize!
"He'll dig it.
That's how my first letter ends.
I hope you're all well.
Kisses. Miss you all.
Vera Lennon."
Put it on again.
Again? Hold on. I have to rewind.
It's going back.
Wait… Done.
- Can I read it this time? - Sure.
- Can we? - Let me get the lights.
Can I start?
"This is our house.
It's quite funny, the houses are all alike.
Just like in Blow-Up.
"The doors are different…"
- Expecting someone? - Just a sec.
Out of the way!
"Christmas without the beach is weird.
But the snow is cool, too.
We even made our first snowman.
Remind you of someone?
And how about this street?"
I have to organise the photos, or I'll get hopelessly mixed up.
Honey, can't we put air conditioning in the kids' room?
No need. The house will be breezy.
There's a cobogó wall, a big veranda…
Can you pick it up?
It's my turn.
- Hello? - Mr Paiva?
I have a delivery to make.
Okay.
- Delfim Moreira? - Corner of Almirante Guimarães.
We'll be here all afternoon.
- I'll be right there. - Mmm-hmm.
Thank you.
Is there a good film at the Pax?
We have dinner at Dalal's. Baby didn't say?
We'll go afterwards.
Ready for my move?
I was born ready.
- Where are you going? - To check on lunch.
Mr Paiva, there are some men here…
What's going on?
Congressman Rubens Paiva?
This is a mistake. Been out of congress for years.
No mistake. You're coming with us.
- Where? - To give a deposition.
It's routine.
A deposition about what, Rubens?
It's okay.
- I just need to change. - Of course.
Escort Mr Paiva.
Anyone else at home?
No. Just my children.
They're upstairs. There's no need for weapons.
- Hi, Mum. - Hi, dear.
Where's Dad?
He's upstairs.
- Okay. - I'll just get a glass of water.
I'll get it.
Good morning.
- Dad! - Hey!
- Dad. - That's me.
Can I borrow this?
Do I have a choice, Nalu? Go ahead.
And where's my kiss?
Right.
Where are you going all dressed up like that, huh?
I'm going to the office.
But it's a holiday.
I'm just helping these gentlemen.
I'll be back soon, sweetie.
Okay.
I changed my mind.
Sleep at Cris's house. Tomorrow you go to ballet together.
Thank you!
Cristina, tell Sebastião to drop by.
I'll tell him.
Can I go with him?
Your husband will be home soon.
I'll be back for the soufflé.
Where's the deposition?
I don't have that information.
What about you?
We'll keep you company.
- Hi. - Hi, honey.
- Did you sleep well? - Who are these guys?
They're from pest control.
Are you hungry?
Sit here. I'll fetch you breakfast.
Chocolate milk?
Is Dad at the beach?
He went out for a bit. He'll be back soon.
Good Lord. What's going on?
Where's the extension?
One in the office and another upstairs.
If it's for your husband, say he's traveling.
Hello?
Hi, Dalal.
Yeah, but today won't work.
Rubens had to travel last minute.
Nothing serious.
It's a family matter, he'll be back tomorrow.
Okay. I will.
Give Baby my best.
We haven't been introduced yet.
I'm Eunice.
Schneider.
Are you staying for lunch?
Don't worry about it.
Please, I insist.
A car with an unlocked door is an invitation to crime.
Babiu.
Eat.
What exactly do you do, Mr Schneider?
I'm a parapsychologist.
A parapsychologist?
Mum, why is the house closed up?
Eliana, go take a bath.
After the match. I came to get the ball.
Not now, honey.
What's this?
No one leaves till your dad comes back.
- Where's Dad? - Let's go to your room.
- They're waiting for me! - You can play later.
But I've got the ball!
No!
Who are these guys?
Why can't I leave?
They took your dad.
- Where to? - I don't know, honey.
They said he had to answer some questions.
Are they policemen?
I think they're from the army.
Calm down, honey.
Come here.
It'll be okay.
Just don't tell the little ones.
Babiu, can you help me in the kitchen?
Go, go, go.
Enough!
Just a sec.
No, your sister's in bed. Now.
We'll finish tomorrow.
These gentlemen won't be here tomorrow.
You win.
Anything else I can do for you?
There's food in the fridge. You can help yourselves.
We'll manage. Thank you.
Can you check if Rubens is on his way back?
It's late. I'm worried.
I can't do that.
Unfortunately.
Let's go to bed.
- They're armed. - I know, honey.
Can I sleep with you?
Stay with the little ones. Please.
Shift change.
You can go back to sleep.
I'm not tired.
Eliana.
Honey.
Is Dad back?
No, honey.
They want to question us, too.
- Me too? - Yes, dear.
Put this on.
But don't worry, we'll be back soon.
Take care of the kids for me.
Put this on, please.
Where's my daughter?
Eliana's outside. Sorry about the hood.
Cigarette?
Where's my husband?
CONFIDENTIAL DOSSIER MARIA EUNICE FACCIOLLA PAIVA
How long have you been married?
I want to see him.
Here it says 18 years.
Was he already associating with communists?
My husband was in the Labour Party,
and I'd like to speak to my lawyer.
No need. These are routine questions.
I'll answer them after I see my daughter and my husband.
He's upstairs.
He told us everything. You just need to confirm.
Confirm what?
That he left the country in '64
for conspiring against the revolution.
Rubens was a congressman.
He was ousted.
Had to go into exile.
Since he came back, he hasn't been involved in politics.
Why does he still associate with terrorists?
He's got nothing to do with terrorists.
You're gonna kill me!
We've been watching the comings and goings at your house.
We like having friends over.
Are any of those friends in here?
No.
Eunice.
I'm trying to ensure
that you can keep taking care of your home,
taking your kids to school,
and playing your backgammon.
That's my job.
How's Vera doing in London?
Did you do something to her?
- She did something wrong? - No!
No need to worry then.
Shall we try again?
Who's this here?
Rubens.
See? It's not hard.
Who else do you recognise?
Look carefully.
That's Martha.
My daughters' teacher.
I don't know what she's doing here.
She was intercepted at the airport.
Her son provides logistics for the subversives in Chile.
Can't be the same person.
She brought letters to Rubens.
I want to know how he delivers the letters to the terrorists.
I just said, Rubens has no connection with any terrorists.
Eunice, you need to start rethinking your attitude.
Will I see my daughter now?
- What on earth? - Protocol.
You said if I answered, I'd see my family.
We're not done yet.
Is my daughter here?
- Is my daughter here? - Mum?
- Eliana. - What's happening?
Sit down!
Just a few questions, then we'll go home.
Let's go, lady.
Let me…
My daughter!
She's just a child!
Just a child.
Don't let them do anything to her.
Quiet.
You'll just rile 'em up.
Eliana.
Your turn.
Name?
How long have I been here?
Say your name.
Eunice Paiva.
Full name.
Maria Lucrécia Eunice Facciolla Paiva.
I want to talk to my husband.
Look again.
I told you what I know.
I just want to change my clothes…
Again.
My daughter.
Where is she?
Don't have that information.
Recognise anyone else?
Eliana.
- Shut up! - Eliana!
- Quiet! - Eliana!
Your daughter's not here.
She only stayed one night.
- How long have I been here? - Five days.
And my husband?
His name is Rubens. Did you see him?
Samba
Black, strong and bold
Hounded wherever you went
On the corner In the bar, at worship
Shut up, damn it!
I don't know anything!
Murderers!
Stop!
Full name.
Maria Lucrécia Eunice Facciolla Paiva.
Where am I going?
I want you to know that I don't approve.
Sweetie.
Come here.
Where were you?
Sweetie…
Shush.
Want something to eat?
Mum…
just needs some sleep.
Okay?
In the morning, we'll have breakfast.
What's going on?
Eliana?
What?
Mum's back.
What about Dad?
No.
Is she in their room?
She said nobody should go in.
Can I sleep with you?
Sure.
I wanted to wait for you.
But they didn't let me.
I'm sorry.
Did they do anything to you?
They asked lots of questions.
But I said I didn't know anything.
Did you see your father there?
The papers say he escaped.
Escaped?
But Lino said it's a lie.
Lino was here?
No. At Baby's house.
I go there every day after school.
They are all there, trying to find you.
Mum, no.
We don't use the phone. Let's go. I'll go with you.
No. You go to school.
- I need to know… - Eliana, you're going to school.
I'm helping them.
Eliana, your mum takes care of this now.
- Mum! - Mummy!
My babies!
Where's Daddy?
This rescue story is fabricated.
But they can't deny the arrest now.
They denied Rubens' arrest?
Said it had nothing to do with the army.
The same happened to the Pasquim guys, they're fine.
Exactly. Vanished for two months, then released.
The international community is watching closely.
What about a photo of the family without the father?
- Good idea. - Of course it is.
- Put it on the cover! - We can't do that.
Why not?
The paper publishes what the military says.
I'm thinking New York Times, Le Monde.
- How's your French? - Don't know what to say.
Talk about your arrest. Eliana's too.
- Didn't she want to come? - I sent her to school.
- Is she well? - Yes. She's fine.
A little scared. That's normal.
Relax. He's a former congressman.
He's safe. It'd make too much of a splash.
We keep up pressure, keep watching.
We have to do more than that.
We need concrete proof of his arrest.
Or there's not much more we can do.
- His car. - What about it?
It's parked in the army lot.
I saw it yesterday.
Eunice. Lino's here.
Should I make coffee?
No, I'm on my way out.
I'll pick up the kids from school.
Just take care of lunch, please.
- What would you like? - Whatever there is.
Toss in some tear gas
To fix the herd for good So they won't whine no more
Batons on heads And petrol to burn it down
Smash those bandits' bones To dust
This is a change of clothes and medicine.
My husband is diabetic, he needs this.
There's no Rubens here.
Can you tell us where he's been transferred?
You have to make a request to the Federal Police.
All right. Thank you.
Can we have the receipt, please?
Thank you.
Where do you make that request?
No use. They'll just deny it. We'll go through the courts.
But at least now, with this,
I can file the habeas corpus.
I'd like to read it.
Can I keep it?
It's worse than Greek. Are you sure?
I am.
I'll pick up the kids from school,
then I'll stop by the office to return it.
No need. I have a copy.
If there's any news, I'll let you know.
Just one thing. I didn't know Rubens was diabetic.
He's not.
I found out who the letters were for when I met your husband.
So you saw Rubens there?
We were put in the same car.
And taken where?
I don't know.
- They covered our heads with… - Hoods.
They did the same to me.
What's so hard about putting them back?
You've got to tell the police.
The police arrested us.
I know. But now they're saying they didn't.
I'm sorry. I can't get involved in this.
You're the only person who saw him in there.
You have to help me.
If I can't prove he was arrested…
Please, you've got to leave.
My husband's in danger, Martha.
We're all in danger.
- I can walk there! - That's enough, Nalu!
Why's Daddy's car back, but not him?
He's still on a trip.
But this is his bag!
Leave it there.
I've missed rehearsals. Cris said I can go with her!
From now on, you go straight home from school.
And nobody goes out on their own.
- What about Eliana's volleyball? - I quit.
Why?
I don't feel like practising.
The search for the Swiss ambassador's kidnappers…
It's about the ambassador!
Not for children's ears, honey.
Zezé, come in.
Where's the key to this gate?
Does it even have a key?
Let me see if it's in here…
Pimpão. Pimpão!
Come on. Come, you little rascal.
You little rascal!
No! Bad boy!
What about that car with those men in it?
It's been there for days.
But do they do anything?
They just sit there.
Staring over here all day.
Your apron's frayed.
I said you should buy a new one.
I used the reserve money to buy groceries…
There wasn't enough for a new one.
Of course.
I'll stop by the bank and I'll replace it, okay?
Eunice…
Could you see about my pay, too?
You've got a lot on your mind,
but Mr Paiva only paid me till December.
I'm sorry, Zezé.
I'll sort it out.
Thank you.
- Thank you. - Please have a seat.
Rubens can call to authorise the withdrawal.
There's no phone where he is.
He had to stay a few more days to oversee the construction.
Is there really no way you can help me, Ritor?
Without his signature, I can't do it.
And Miriam? How's she doing?
She's fine.
We should go out one of these days.
We should.
Well, I brought some…
dollars and pounds I had at home.
Can you exchange them for me?
Of course. I'll get someone to help you.
- Thank you. - Excuse me.
Mum?
Hi.
Do you know where Mum is?
No.
Can I have a drag?
No.
- Come on! - No.
You show-off!
Gilda called Varig again.
She'll get Vera on a standby list for next week.
By the way,
here's Veroca's letter.
I'll read it later.
I think it'd be better if she stayed a while longer.
Do you know how much the ticket is?
I'll work it out with Rubens when he's back.
I hope he'll be back soon, to deal with this mess!
Son of a bitch!
Want to come over?
Everyone's there.
See friends again.
Why was Rubens arrested?
I don't know.
The military are shooting blind,
going after anyone.
Don't do that.
I was there, in that place.
I saw it.
I have the right to know what Rubens was up to.
Don't you think?
I do.
Eunice.
We can't just do nothing.
Especially us.
We know everyone,
and we have the means to help.
So, me, Rubens, Gaspa, Raul…
One talks to the foreign press,
another provides shelter for people,
another delivers letters to families with no news.
We do what we can.
But we're not involved in the armed struggle.
Much less Rubens.
So you decided not to say a word to me,
to Dalal, to Dalva…
to protect us.
Of course.
And you think Rubens will be released?
I do.
He'll be back soon.
Come have dinner with us.
Dalal will love to see you.
Sorry, I'm not up to it.
Too many kids to raise.
Thank you.
"These photos are on the subway.
One out front, one inside the train.
We were going to a party at the Arraes' house."
Pass it on.
"You won't believe who was there!"
- Who? - Who?
- Tell us! - Guess.
Caetano!
- Gil. - Gilberto Gil.
"He was wearing polka-dot velvet trousers,
a Bob Marley song started playing,
and Gil asked me to dance."
- No way. - Liar.
"It was amazing!
I miss the beach, the soufflé, and you all.
I miss everything.
Vera."
Is that it?
Can I see it?
Everyone stay here.
Marcelo.
Pimpão!
What are you looking at?
What do you want?
Where's my husband?
Go away!
Get out of here! Go away!
Get out!
Zezé?
Get me a blanket, please.
"The Brazilian exiles were asking about Dad,
Mum and Eliana.
I didn't know what to say.
I got this awful feeling.
Why don't you tell me anything?
I found out about your arrests from the papers.
What's going on? I want to come home."
You didn't read the whole thing.
Give me that letter, honey.
No. You skipped the part where Vera talks about Dad and me.
- They all talk about us. - Give it to me.
Vera doesn't know anything!
- Give it to me! - You're lying to us!
Go to your room.
SUPREME MILITARY COURT HABEAS CORPUS
EUNICE PAIVA IS RELEASED
LAWYER REQUESTS PRIVATE CELL FOR RUBENS PAIVA
HIS WHEREABOUTS ARE UNKNOWN
I still can't describe
the excruciating hours I spent in prison,
but I can assure you that your husband was there.
Though I couldn't see him, I heard him say:
"Rubens Beyrodt Paiva."
Before I was transferred,
I heard his voice one last time, asking for water.
I hope the family will be reunited soon.
Give my best to my old pupils
Vera, Eliana and Nalu.
Lino?
It's me. Sorry to call this late.
What's up? Did something happen?
We have proof that Rubens was arrested.
There's still time for a swim. Anyone?
- It's kind of late. - I'm hungry.
Zezé.
No need to cook. We're going for ice cream.
Wow!
Okay, Marcelo?
I want chips.
A strawberry sundae.
Sit here.
Mum!
Died in combat.
The president said.
That's all.
Can you publish that?
No, not yet.
They won't admit it officially.
We have to talk to Lino.
He'll know what to do.
There's nothing we can do now.
What do you mean?
We have to force them to admit it publicly.
A subpoena, a court order.
We believe
we have to keep asking for his release,
as if we didn't know what happened to him.
Why?
So my house can keep being watched,
a car parked at the door?
My phone tapped? My family…
You're not alone in this.
What about the body?
All I know is what I told you.
But what do you think happened?
Say it.
I've heard different things.
Buried in the forest, dropped into the sea from a helicopter.
Mass graves.
It's all rumours. There's no way to know, 'cause…
Nobody will talk. They're too afraid.
Do you mind if I don't walk you out?
I'm sorry.
I wish I'd brought better news.
I know.
- Bye, everyone. - Bye.
What were you talking about?
I brought something to your mum.
Did you find out where my dad is?
No. Not yet.
Take care, okay?
The news is boring!
Then go play with your stupid doll!
Marcelo.
You pest!
Marcelo.
Mum.
What is it, honey?
Marcelo broke my doll.
Sit down.
Were you crying?
No.
There.
- Ready for ice cream? - Sure.
Tell the others to get dressed.
- What about you? - T.
G.
- S? - No.
Go, Babiu.
- R. - R?
Are you sure?
If we wait to get the deed in order,
we'll get a much better price.
I've got too much to do.
I prefer it this way.
I can loan you money. No problem.
This property is a find.
You can still build the house there.
Thanks for managing to sell it without the proper papers.
I'm sorry.
I wish I could have done more.
It wasn't your fault.
If you need anything,
anything at all…
for you and the kids,
will you let me know?
Of course.
Deposit?
Withdrawal.
Thank you.
- Hi. - Hi.
Can I come in?
Sure.
Miss.
I missed you so much!
You guys got so big!
Honey…
- I missed you. - Me too.
- Did you know Pimpão died? - Marcelo!
The dog.
Poor thing!
- Can I have a pin? - Take as many as you want.
Where are Nalu and Eliana?
At home, with the journalists from Manchete.
What's that tabloid doing at our house?
Taking a family photo for the next edition.
Mum.
Go ahead, sweetie.
I left your coat in London.
Helena begged me for it, I left it there.
It's okay.
Really?
Really.
She'll need a coat more than me, over in London.
Are you okay, Mum?
I am, dear.
I'm okay.
- Have you heard any news? - Vera.
In London, it's in all the papers.
Not here?
Honey.
A little closer. Get closer in, please.
- Is everyone in? - Shall we?
Move in a little more, please.
Closer. That's it.
- Good? - Yes. Let's go.
Three, two, one.
No need to smile.
Why not?
- The editor asked for it. - For what?
He asked for a photo that's more…
You know, less happy.
He wants it sad.
It doesn't have to be sad. Just… No smiles.
He wants us sad.
We'll smile.
Smile!
Let's try a bit more serious.
Smile!
Look over here, please.
Smile.
Three, two, one.
One more.
…I really don't understand, how in a country
with an allegedly functioning justice system…
someone can come into your house,
take your husband away…
a family man, an engineer…
throw him in jail, and then say…
"He's gone."
The inquiry was recently archived, right?
My lawyer has filed a request to reopen it.
This is unacceptable behaviour by the state,
which is protected by a system of false news
designed to cover up the unlawful acts
committed by its own agents.
Is Zezé off today?
She doesn't work here any more.
Why?
We can't afford to pay her any more.
She's at Dalal's school now.
Let me help you, then.
No need. Tomorrow, you join the rotation.
I can do the dishes for you.
If you insist.
How are you doing?
I know they took you and Mum.
What's going on? Nobody says anything!
We don't talk about it here.
I wish I could've made a soufflé for you.
That's okay.
There wasn't time. Shall we have lunch?
What do we do now that Veroca's back, and I'm in her room?
I don't care.
Eliana could sleep with Marcelo and Babiu…
- No way. - You're already there!
My stuff is in the other room!
- My things won't fit. - They will!
Hey! There's no point in arguing.
Nobody's going to have their own room.
Why?
Because we're moving
- to São Paulo. - What?
- Are you serious? - I am.
Grandma and Grandpa are there.
The cousins.
And sometimes, I'll have to leave you with them a bit,
because I'm going back to college.
You what?
- I'm not going! - Eliana.
What about the new house?
It'll have to wait a little, sweetie.
What about Dad?
This will be a long process.
It's hard to understand, but we have to be patient.
What if he comes back and we're not here?
This house is already rented out.
It's going to become a restaurant.
I want each of you to pack your own suitcase,
and on Friday, a van is going to pull up out front.
We're going back to São Paulo.
Pass the salt.
GOVERNMENT DENIES PAIVA'S ARREST
Goodbye, ace.
Bye.
Bye, Luquinhas!
- Keep this for me? - You'll be back, right?
Yep.
How did you find it?
Only Dad knew.
I know a lot of things, too.
Let's go?
- Nalu, have you seen Eliana? - No.
Get in the car.
Eliana?
Eliana.
Honey?
25 YEARS LATER
You got in early.
Hi, honey.
I rescheduled my flight.
Good.
I'm gonna dine out with Daniel. Wanna come?
I can't, Babiu. I'll just heat something up.
Thanks.
Was that just now?
I can't handle you in those little aeroplanes.
By land, it's impossible.
It takes three days and the area is swarming with land grabbers.
I thought you kicked them out last time.
Yeah, me too.
Well…
When do you leave tomorrow?
Manuela will pick me up at 6:40.
I haven't even started preparing my talk.
I'll have breakfast with you.
Okay.
The legal tools we have to try to prevent
the illegal occupation of these areas,
and the entire region affected by the Trans-Amazonian highway.
First, file for the annulment
of fraudulent contracts by land grabbers,
which Manuela and I did for the Pataxó.
And enforce the 1988 Constitution,
since it requires the government
to guarantee Indigenous peoples' rights to their land.
Urgent phone call for you.
Hello?
Couldn't you comb your hair, Marcelo?
I already put on a tie, Mum.
- Do you have your ID on you? - Yes.
- Right here in my pocket. - Okay.
Hello, Marlon.
- Hello. - Excuse me!
These are my children, Marcelo…
How's it going?
Beatriz.
- Is your little one better? - Yes, back to school.
- Give Ivone my best. - Sure.
Mrs Paiva?
Congratulations.
Let's go, Marcelo.
- Is it really here? - Yes.
Can you fetch Mrs Paiva's case file?
Sorry to bother, your mum said you'd be coming in…
- Do you mind? - Of course not.
- It's Carla, right? - Carla with a C.
Did you like it?
I cried a lot.
Really?
It was supposed to be funny.
The story of your accident, I was touched.
Were there too many swear words in the book?
- No. - No?
- No. - See?
She picks on my language.
DEATH CERTIFICATE
The press is here.
Can I let them up?
Sure.
It's odd, you know,
to feel relief with a death certificate.
How did you deal with the void left by your husband?
Forced disappearances were
one of the cruellest acts of the regime,
because you kill one person
but condemn all the others to eternal psychological torture.
After the return of democracy,
doesn't the government have
more urgent issues than fixing the past?
No.
I think it's necessary to compensate the families
and do the most important thing,
clarify and judge
all crimes committed during the dictatorship.
If that doesn't happen,
they will continue to be committed with impunity.
Photo!
Mum, not the fake whisky, eh?
Is that the real one?
After the third shot, who can tell?
Now that it's finally over, retirement?
- What retirement? - Take a break.
Come visit me and Daniel in Bern, take a little rest…
To rest, I have to be at the beach.
Then go for it.
Mum, you did it.
It's the good one!
- Yep. - I told you.
- Not opening that now. - I just did.
I have to organise this.
The paper asked for a photo of Dad.
I'll call Vera. The kids must be back from school.
Send my love.
Send my best to George.
Look at Pimpão and Zezé!
Remember what this was?
Was it Nalu's birthday?
No. Dalva and Gaspa aren't in it.
Me, you and Dad.
When did you bury him?
What do you mean?
The day you realised he wasn't coming back.
I think when I saw Mum donating his clothes.
About a year and a half later.
Really?
What about you?
I think it was when we left Rio.
That soon?
I think so.
Seeing the house all empty.
Vera sends her love.
Shall we take a photo for your sisters?
Let's!
- When was this? - This?
I think it was Vera's birthday.
Can she use the timer?
We're about to find out.
Is it going?
Smile!
Need help, Mum?
Check it. I think it's all in order.
As soon as I get the grant, I'll pay you back.
It's all set out here.
Let's go, before rush hour.
Mum, you really don't need to.
Daniel's coming to pick me up.
Okay.
Call me when you get in?
I will.
- Will you behave? - No.
I'll miss you.
Me too, honey.
Go get ready.
I will.
WHO KILLED RUBENS PAIVA?
THE TRUTH
RUBENS PAIVA CASE
A JOURNEY INTO THE WORLD OF TORTURE
VEROCA'S SEND-OFF PARTY DECEMBER
Blow a kiss to Daddy!
Not you, Juca!
Marcelo, I have the one from Manchete, one at the beach…
I have the ones from college.
And from Brasília, are there any left?
No, I don't think so. None survived.
There is the one with the pigeons.
- Great for the cover! - That's up to the publisher.
I'll check what I have, scan and send it to you.
Eliana, put them on a pen drive for me, please.
We have soufflé!
A total failure!
It deflated!
Careful, it's hot.
No jokes, okay, Veroca?
I brought some ice cream.
Sorry sight, eh, Mrs Paiva?
If she had written down the recipe…
Now it's Mum's fault…
Mum, are you full?
Babiu brought ice cream, want some?
- Chico, you want some, right? - I do.
- I want some too. - Here you go.
Juca.
Are you guys going to take your friends?
No way for us to plan.
It's a holiday! We talked about it.
When's the holiday?
Raquel, can you bring Mum out, please?
Sure.
Some more wine? No?
Here, cousin.
You're trying to get me drunk…
Thanks.
Mum seems less irritated, doesn't she?
Calmer.
I thought so, too.
Juca does her good.
Four months, but I don't know if it's official yet.
He said she's the best kiss in town.
Come on, Juca!
A solid 7, I'd say.
Son of a bitch.
- What do you mean, man? - You kissed her, too?
No. I'm teasing. It was just him.
How did she do this week?
Some days she's fine, some days she's completely adrift…
Twenty-one years of military dictatorship in Brazil
and the countless crimes
committed against those who opposed it.
The Commission heard over 1200 witnesses,
including regime officials and victims of the dictatorship.
The document reveals systematic torture and murder
that victimised over 20,000 people
and left hundreds more missing.
The report identifies 230 locations
where these crimes were committed,
such as army barracks,
as well as areas used for disposing bodies,
such as Marambaia, in Rio de Janeiro.
Some of these victims became icons of resistance
against the military regime,
like the journalist Vladimir Herzog,
the student Stuart Angel,
and Congressman Rubens Paiva.
Paiva's body,
like those of at least 200 others,
has never been found.
Let's take our photo.
Let's go, folks, picture time!
Come on, Facciolla family!
Come on, Facciollas, photo of the year!
Are you all right?
Juca, where'd you go?
Everyone here?
Let's go, Facciollas!
Here!
Mum.
Mum, look over there!
Let's do this, folks.
Smile!
The Brazilian government admitted
that Rubens Paiva was murdered
inside the barracks of
the First Army Division in Rio de Janeiro
between January 21 and 22, 1971.
In 2014, five military officers
were charged with his torture and death.
None of them have been arrested or punished to this day.
Eunice Paiva got her law degree at the age of 48
and dedicated her career to the defence of human rights.
She became one of the few experts in indigenous rights
and a consultant for the Brazilian federal government,
the World Bank and the UN.
Eunice died in 2018, at the age of 89, in São Paulo,
after living with Alzheimer's disease for 15 years.
BASED ON THE BIOGRAPHY BY MARCELO RUBENS PAIVA