Macunaima (1969) - full transcript

In the beginning of this century,
in the early 1900s...

a German scientist visited Brazil
to collect the natives ' f olktales.

When M?rio de Andrade, a great
Brazilian writer, read those tales...

he became, in his own words,
''lyrically moved and desperate''...

because he realized that
Brazilian popular culture...

ever so satirical,
funny and even subversive...

towards hypocritical
moral standards...

that many times were predominant
throughout our history...

basically preserved the spirit,
stories and even characters...

created by Native Brazilians
centuries bef ore.

That was the seed of "Macuna?ma",
a book which he wrote in a week.



Based on that book, I directed
the movie you are about to see.

I hope the Brazilian adventures of
Macuna?ma, a hero of our people...

will entertain you
and also make you think.

Deepinthejungle...

silencebecamesothick...

hearingtheflowof
theUraricoerathat...

That 's it. He 's born.

It 's a boy, mother.
Look at him.

What a beauty.

God, he 's ugly!

You 're no beauty yourself.

Don 't cry, brother.
Ugliness means nothing.

Won 't he have a name?

Macunaima.



Names beginning with M
bring misf ortune.

Macunaima, hero of our people!

Soitwasinaplacecalled
Tocandeira'sFather...

Brazil,thatwasbornMacunaima...

heroofourpeople.

Asachild,healready
didhair-raisingthings.

- Kiss your sister-in-law.
- He 'Il spit on you.

No, he won 't.

A weed is always a weed.

This boy is very intelligent.

Atsix,Macunaima
stilldidn'tspeak.

Hefoundpleasurein
choppingoffants'heads.

Alwaysalone,helookedat
hisbrothersworking.

Manaape,alreadyold,
andJigue,youngandstrong.

Do you like it, sweetheart?

Why don 't you speak?

My! Such laziness...

Macunaimasleptthrough
thewholeday...

wakinguponly
whenhesawmoney...

orwhenthefamilywent
tobatheintheriver...

alltogetherandnaked.

Sofara, did a crab bite you?

0ne says the river is full of them.

I'll dive and see if it 's true.

The crab bit me!

Funny! That crab...

doesn 't bite us.
It only bites you.

A crab in fresh water!

There 's more screwing
than crabs around here.

Did you pee?

Yes, mother.

Bless me, mother.

Good morning, sweetheart.
This is no time to wake up.

What are you doing?

A trap to catch piglets.

And you think there are
piglets here?

I saw a fresh trail
by the termites ' nest.

- Gimme a piece of rope.
- What f or?

I want to make a trap too.

This is not f or little boys.

Are you crying, sweetheart?

- No, I'm not.
- Don 't you want to speak with me?

- No.
- Why?

Jigue won 't give me a piece of rope.

He 's right.
You could hang yourself.

Ignorant!

Sofara!

Take him away or I'll lose it!

Make him a trap, anything,
but take him away!

- He 's going to paw me again.
- Take him away.

Come with me, lovey,
I'll make you a trap.

Sofarawasabitofasorcerer.

Aftermakingthetrap...

shepulledoutajoint
fromherprivies.

Take a puf f.

Afterthefirstpuff...

Macunaimaturnedinto
abeautifulprince.

How beautiful you are!

Take me into your arms.
You 're so beautiful.

Come!

Not here... Too many ants.
Let 's go there.

Come on! Quick!

Didn 't you go work today?

I'm exhausted.
We played too much.

I'll teach you to play
instead of working.

Bless me, mother.

Sofara helped me,
but the idea was mine.

Jigue put his trap where
the tracks started.

I knew the piglet
would come back.

I put mine where they broke of f.

It would have to pass mine first.

And it did. I got it...
Jigue is still waiting.

You first, mother.

What about me?

- But... the entrails?
- It 's good enough f or you.

I caught it, and all I get
are the entrails!

It 's good enough f or you.
Eat up.

Poor thing...

If you want, I'll take him f or a walk.

- Jigue.
- Sofara.

Stop, Macunaima!

Stop! Son of a bitch!

Jiguewasafool.

HesentSofaraawayand
tookonanotherwoman:Iriqui.

Aprettygirl.

Butshyandabitdumb.

Oneday...therewasaflood.

Theplantationrottedand
thegamedisappeared.

Notevenanarmadillotobefound.

Hungerfellupontheplantation.

Go on looking.
There must be fish here.

Look there!

By the grotto where they say
there 's money hidden.

Yesterday, I saw a lot of fish here.

Keep looking f or them.

There 's only hole-seeking
candiru fish!

Take this.

- Did you see anything?
- No.

Those damn candirus wanted
to get inside us.

Funny! I'd swear I saw fish
here yesterday.

Fish used to be people like us.

Now when they see us, they take of f.

Mother... close your eyes and say:

"Who 'Il take me to a place
where there 's f ood?"

Go on, mother. Ask.

Who 'Il take me to a place
where there 's f ood?

0pen your eyes mother!

Why are you taking so much?

Your brothers and Iriqui
are hungry too.

Now ask: "Who 'Il take me back
to the marsh?"

Close your eyes and ask.

And leave this f ood here.

Who 'Il take me back to the marsh
where there 's no f ood?

You may open your eyes.

How skinny you are, brother!

Come here!

Where are you taking me?

Now your mother goes back.

You stay here and
don 't grow up anymore.

That 'Il teach you not to be bad.

Mommy!

Theherofelhewasabouttocry.

Butsincehewasalone,hedidn't.

Hepluckedupcourage
andwentonhisway.

Hewanderedaboutforaweek...

untiloneday...

Grandpa, give me a piece of meat.

Sure, my child.

What are you doing in this f orest?

Nothing. Just taking a walk.

- I see.
- Yes, just walking.

Do you happen to know
the way to my house?

You go that way,
then that way...

Af ter the stump, you turn lef t.

Keep going and come back here.

0K.

My! Such laziness!

Mommy!

Flesh of my leg!

- Flesh of my leg!
- What 's up?

- What 's up?
- Flesh of my leg!

- What 's up?
- Flesh of my leg!

What 's up? What 's up?

- Flesh of my leg!
- What 's up?

- Flesh of my leg.
- What 's up?

What 's up? What 's up?

Flesh of my leg!

- What 's up?
- Mommy!

- Flesh of my leg!
- What 's up?

Flesh of my leg!

My God! The ogre!
But I f ooled him.

- What happened, boy?
- The ogre tried to eat me.

It 's my mother 's fault:
I f ound some f ood.

She wanted to share it
with my brothers. I hid it.

You did that to your mother,
didn 't you?

You did that to your brothers,
didn 't you?

Then you 're not a child any longer.

I'll give you clothes f or your age.

Thelittleoldwoman'sname
wasCotia.

Sheshowedtoourhero
thewaytohishome.

Ma, I dreamt I'd lost a tooth.

- Mourning in the family.
- Yeah!

I can 't stand it.
I can 't stand it.

Stay with him, Iriqui.
Console him.

Thebrothersfastedfor
theobligatoryperiod.

Macunaimacomplainedheroically.

Afterthatordeal...

theytooklriquibythehand
anddeparted.

I'm white. I'm beautiful.

Manaape, you are white.
What if you turned black?

What bad luck!
0nly my palms got white.

Don 't cry. Better safe than sorry.

Let 's go!

Let 's get of f!

Spread into the fields.

Let 's get of f! Quickly!

Let 's get of f.

Give me the child.
Give me the child.

Let 's get of f.
Let 's go!

Spread into the fields.

If the Police catch you,
they 'Il send you back.

The city is already full of beggars.

Now it 's everyone f or himself,
and God against everyone.

lriquiadoredthecityandsoon
foundajobinabrothel.

Nowshedisappearsfromthisfilm.

Macunaimawasworried,
butforanotherreason.

Hecouldn'ttellthepeople
fromthemachines.

Andthisdisturbedhim.

- What more do you need?
- A vaccination certificate.

Buy stamps at the
Ministry of Finance...

and have it stamped by the Police.

Go to the Police
f or the identification.

Don 't f orget... The Police.

Theherospent1weekbrooding.

Themachineshauntedhim.

OneSaturdaynight...

onethingbecameclearinhismind:

menweremachines,andmachines
werethemenofthecity.

Hefelrelievedandwentfor
awalkwithhisbrothers.

Something 's up.

Run, brothers. Run!

Where did she go?

That way. See her f ootprints?

Run. You may catch up with her!

We 'Il catch up with her.

Don 't shoot.

Traitor.

- You 're going to die.
- You didn 't understand.

I sent them on the wrong trail.

I showed them the tracks
of a big cat. Not yours!

But I f ollowed your smell.

- You are beautiful.
- Get lost!

You 're very pretty, you know?

I want to make love to you.

Don 't go. Give me a hug.

I'll show you how I tame women.

You 're hurting me!

Manaape, help me!
Help me, or I'll kill her.

Here I come, brother!

Leave that stone here.

- Get down and wait.
- I want some, too!

See that nobody comes.

Take care. She 'Il kill you.
Come. Come.

Give me your hand. Is it safe?

Yes, brother.

Where is the girl?

And Macunaima?

0h, I see.

Keep your hands of f.

You pig!

OurherowenttolivewithCi...

theguerrillawholoved
toplaywithhim.

Macunaima... It 's us!

Us... I and Jigue.

- Jigue wants to know...
- You. You.

if we can go and live with you.

No... Forget it!

0ne is not enough, two is good.

Four 's a mess.

Eachday,Ciwokeupearly
andwenttotowntomakewar.

Macunaimastayed
athomeandrested.

lhadforafatherexile.

lhadforamotherunhappiness.

- I brought a gif t f or you.
- What is it?

- Something you 're very f ond of.
- What?

- Guess what.
- I don 't know...

Money!

Give me! Give me!

Is it a lot? Is it?

Come and get it.

Come!

Is there more?

You 'Il have to work f or it.

You smell so good.

It 's gunpowder, sweetheart.
Do you like it?

Very much.

Hello.

Is Ci there?

She can 't come now. She 's busy.

Call later.

- You 'Il give it to me?
- No way.

- Then take it of f. It hurts me.
- I'd rather die.

I'll tell you a secret...

It 's a good-luck stone:
the muiraquitan.

As long as I have it,
only good things will happen to me.

- You, f or instance.
- Lend it to me then.

I'll leave it to you in my will.

Let 's play again?

My! Such laziness!

Courage.

MANY TIMES LATER

Hey! Don 't sleep.

- Don 't do that!
- I do.

Let 's sleep, darling.

Let 's play!

- So what, hero?
- What?

- Why don 't you go on?
- Go on what?

My little sweetheart!

We 're playing, and you just stop!

I f orgot.

I'll show you, lazybones.

No! Not with poison ivy.

Andso,lessthan6monthslater...

anegroboywasborntoCi.

Macunaimarestedforamonth
afterthedelivery...

butheflatlyrefusedtofast.

Thebabywasflat-headed.

Macunaimaflattenedit
evenmorebyhittingit...

andsayingtotheboy...

Grow up fast, so you 'Il go to
S?o Paulo and earn a lot of money.

Mommy!

Wait, my son.
Mama's coming.

Quarter past ten...

Half past ten...

Fif teen more to get there...

Plus five...

At eleven,
I'll be at the Cathedral.

Eleven fif teen will be all right.

What time did you set it f or?

Eleven fif teen,
but I think this clock is fast.

Put Baby in the buggy.

- Are you going to wait?
- Aren 't you late, sweetheart?

I am, but just one more.

The last one.

There, we continue later.

If it 's f or me, say I'm out.

Hello.

You are a bore, Manaape.

What boarding-house?

What about the f ood? Fat?

I'm talking about the f ood.

Lunch or dinner?

Something happened.
I can feel it.

She exploded!

Theherofoundnothingtobury.

Evenso,heinsistedongoing
tothecemetery.

Don 't cry, little brother.

I can 't stand it.

Give me your glasses.

Don 't let it get you down.

The whole marsh doesn 't mourn
if one crab dies.

Two... two crabs.

We 'Il get over it. Manaape is old,
but we 're young.

First love only happens once.

She 's up there now,
beautiful as ever...

far from the ants...

full of light...

Turned into a star.

It 's a vulture.

Fathercomeandsaid

You'llhavenolove

ManduSarara

Mamacomeandgaveme

Anecklacemadeofsorrows

ManduSarara

He must be rich.

I've told you
I don 't want it here.

Let go of him.

Leave.

Leave him to me.

Don 't go away, do you hear, my pet?

Wait f or us.

No woman will order me around.

That 'Il teach you to sleep
with the first girl who shows up.

Your mouth is full of pimples.

Drink this tea.
It 'Il do you good.

And next time, pick the right one.

For pimples, nothing is better
than a church key.

Manaape went to steal one.

Your picture is in the paper.

- Let me see.
- 0h no. Give it to me, Manaape.

0BSCENITY IN A PARK

"Indecent behavior in the park"!

Take the key.

It wasn 't easy to shake
the priest of f.

Let me see!
You 're famous, angel.

The muiraquitan stone!

"The champions of private
enterprise..."

"The Giant of industry
and commerce..."

- You 've got a funny voice!
- I swallowed the key.

"The tycoon of industry
Mr. Wenceslau Pietro Pietra...

says the most precious
stone in his collection...

a very ancient amulet
called muiraquitan...

which brings luck to its owner...

was f ound in the belly
of a catfish"!

It was right here in this catfish.

I had it stuf fed,
but it didn 't come out so good.

Wretched!

When I bit its belly...

I felt the stone. Hard.
I almost broke a tooth.

Artificial.

Didn 't you clean the fish?

I don 't clean anything.
I have no time.

Wretched.

I eat raw fish.

I eat it the way it is.
And stop arguing.

Here 's the stone and here is the fish,
f or those who don 't believe me.

Any poor worker could have f ound it.

But I was the lucky man.

The muiraquitan is
a good-luck stone.

I became rich. And since money
brings luck, I became very rich.

Look! All that equipment is new.

American... Second-hand.

Come here, boy!

If you only knew
how this charm worked!

Get out of my way.

Thebrothersdecided
toactquickly.

I is the first strike
thatkillsthesnake.

Theywenttothegiant'shouse.

Eh, look!

Those fruits!

Give me one.

- Give me that one...
- The yellow one.

- Give me that banana.
- This one.

Yes. This one.
Give me.

Not to him! To me.

Damn you! He gave me a rotten one.
Now you 'Il see.

Don 't make any noise.
The giant might hear us.

- Then give me one.
- For me too.

- That one.
- Which one?

- That! The red one.
- Anyone f or me.

- That one?
- Yes, that one.

- Very good indeed.
- Is it?

Now you 'Il see, you son of a gun! I'm
coming up there and get a pineapple...

a banana, an apple, a pear...
You won 't eat anything else!

Aren 't you dead?

I played possum to see
if he 'd stop firing.

Ourherocouldnolonger
showupatthegiant's.

NowWenceslauknewhim.

AndWenceslauwas
the"Piaiman"giant.

Aman-eatinggiant.

Macunaimathoughtitover.

Atabout3o'clock,
hehadanidea.

- Hello.
- Iwanttospeaktothegiant.

You 're speaking to him.

Iamayounglady,
newlydivorced...

I'dliketotalkbusiness
withyou.

Very well.

Come whenever you want.

The old Ceuici, my wife...

is out with the children.
We may speak at ease.

- Maylcomewithoutfear?
- Sure. I don 't scare anybody.

My God, what is that?

My collection of singing birds.

I read your interview in the paper.

I f ound it very interesting.

I collect rare stones too.

I only need one...

to complete my collection.

The muiraquitan.

The tea, mademoiselle.

I want to complete my collection.

Is it true you have one?

The muiraquitan.

The real thing.

- Sell it to me.
- It 's not f or sale.

Lend it to me then.

Do you think I'd part with
my rarest stone just f or a smile?

But I wanted to...

With me, it 's all or nothing.

I won 't sell it, but I might give it.

It depends.

It depends.

It depends on what,
Mr. Wenceslau?

My goodness!

Wenceslau! You have
a dirty kind of books!

- Do you like?
- More or less.

I also have a good film collection.

This one is based on the book
you 're reading.

A free adaptation.
Want to see it?

- Is it good?
- Very good.

Take of f your dress.
You 'Il feel more comf ortable.

What f or, Mr. Wenceslau?

- Don 't you want the muiraquitan?
- I do.

- Then take of f your dress.
- You 'Il give it to me?

Yes.

- Then give it!
- No! Strip first!

- Do you swear?
- I swear!

All right... but behind the screen.

Don 't stay there.

- Now give me the muiraquitan.
- Take of f everything.

Take it of f.

There! Now give it to me.

Take it of f!

- Take it!
- Go on stripping!

Take it!

0K. It 's done!

0ne piece is missing.
Don 't you wear...

Here it is. Now give it to me.

No, I won 't. Take it all!

It 's here.

It 's a boy! Well...
I'm broad-minded.

Nonsense! Come here!

- What do you want?
- I came to ask you a favor.

- I hate one man.
- What 's your name?

- Macunaima.
- With an M? That 's misf ortune.

Do you know what I want?

To beat up that giant,
Wesceslau Pietro Pietra.

- I'll invoke his spirit.
- Please do it.

- Will he feel whatever I do to you?
- He will.

- May I beat up that damned giant?
- Yes.

What 's this?!
What are you doing, Pietro?!

You 're nervous, Pietro.

The guests, Pietro!

Take of f that stone.
Give me the scissors.

Put it under the bandages...
Under!

Wenceslaustayedinbedformonths.

Macunaimacouldn'tdoanything
torecoverthemuiraquitan...

nowstuckonthegiant'sbody
withadhesivetape.

Upsetwiththissetback,
ourherowenttogetsomefreshair.

Iwasanewholiday:
TheSouthernCrossDay.

It 's the traditional
Southern Cross...

the marvelous symbol
of our country.

The purpose, the goal,
the destiny...

the objective and consecration...

of our March with the Rosary.

The defense of our property,
our savings...

the mortality of our children...

the faithfulness of our wives...

against the danger
of a penetration in our homes...

of exotic and equivocal ideologies...

against the atheism of the atheists...

our tradition...

and the administrative improbity...

that only brought disgrace
to our Brazil.

- It 's not true!
- Shut up, you punk!

Gentlemen, the Southern Cross
is the most sublime symbol...

- It 's not!
- It isn 't!

The Southern Cross is
the most sublime symbol...

- No, it 's not!
- Put him down!

Come on, man!
Don 't come busting my balls!

- It 's not true!
- Don 't come busting my balls!

It 's not true!
It 's not true!

Go on, brother!

It 's not true!
Gentlemen...

all he has said is lies.

Those f our stars up there...

invisible now, because it 's daytime...

have nothing to do with it.
Believe me.

The plagues which af flict Brazil...

are not the ones this mulatto here
has mentioned.

Now that you 're white,
do you turn racist?

The plagues of Brazil
are the cof fee parasites...

the caterpillar, soccer,
the pium mosquito...

the murizoca mosquito,
the vareja fly and others.

And bad cows, because only
the good ones give milk.

The bad ones,
only when they feel like it.

It 's also erysipelas,
smallpox, bellyaches...

chafes, yellow fever...

and a damn awful giant...

Wenceslau Pietro Pietra,
who stole my muiraquitan.

My friends!
Poor health and too many ants...

the plagues of Brazil are.

Subversive!

- Commie!
- Subversive!

He should be in jail!
In jail!

Call the Police!

- You 're under arrest.
- Why?

Suspicious attitude.
You were running away.

You don 't understand.
It 's the opposite.

- I was running af ter a boar.
- A boar?

Yes, a boar.
Haven 't you seen it?

A boar coming
from 0uvidor Street!

What boar!
Let 's lynch him!

- He said he saw it.
- There 's no boar here!

Look at the trail of the boar!

A boar here in the middle
of the city!

Unbelievable, no?

Look at its trail! It 's fresh.

What do those strange words mean?

Nothing.
They don 't mean anything.

You 're making fun of us.
Where 's that trail?

Relax! Relax!
I didn 't say there is a trail.

I said there was one.
But not anymore. Now excuse me.

Wait a minute!
While we kill ourselves working...

a Nobody makes us
waste time looking f or...

a boar which doesn 't exist.

I didn 't ask anybody
to look f or a boar.

Those two asked you to.

- Second, who is a Nobody?
- You.

There you 're mistaken.

And you don 't scare me,
neither of you.

If I lose my temper,
I'll put it all down!

Let 's lynch him!

Lynch those two.
I'm on my way.

My little sweetheart,
you 'Il recover very soon.

Nothing like a hot f ootbath
to cure a cold.

My poor little darling.

How is that?
You sleep all dressed up?

Poor darling! He was cold.
You should have called me.

Try one f oot, but it 's hot.

Now the other one.
Are you feeling better?

Had you listened to me,
that wouldn 't have happened.

It 's hot, but it 's good.

Leave me alone!

You don 't get it.

A white man who runs
is a champion.

If he 's black, he 's a thief.

You ran; they beat you up...

and you spent the night in prison.
Serves you right!

0Id people should stay at home.

- Go to hell!
- Go in, old fart!

Your place is in a cemetery.

Don 't brood!
It 's bad f or your health.

What did you see yesterday
in the middle of the city?

- Middle of what?
- Go on! Speak up!

- What did you see?
- A boar?

You know very well it 's not true.

I've lied!

And why did you lie, sweetheart?

I didn 't mean to.

But when I started talking,
I was already lying.

Macunaimacuredhiscold...

buthedidn'thavetheguts
toseethegiant.

Towhilethetimeaway,
hekilledantsinthepark.

Good morning, my friend.
How are you?

- I'll sell you my duck.
- What f or? It stinks.

Yeah, it stinks.

But it 's worth it.
It makes money.

- And it 's cheap.
- How can a duck make money?

Stick your hand out. Go ahead!

Money!

You see?
You 'Il soon get rich.

And it 's cheap.

400,000.

I've got only 30.

Sold... because I like you.

Give it to me. Thank you.

You 're welcome.
See you soon, friend.

It 's mine now.

- What 's the problem?
- He stole my money.

- What did you do?
- Nothing.

He took everything?

That will teach you.

"There is no hell f or he who
has navigated a waterfall."

Good af ternoon, lady.

Is Wenceslau at home?

He went to Europe
to recover from a beating.

But his wife Ceuici is here...

with the little daughter
and the big one.

Do you happen to know...

if he took a stone along with him,
hanging from his neck?

I don 't know, but if you want...

to spend the night in my room...

you can search the safe
while his wife is asleep.

Funny this room of yours!

I like it all right.

What 's your name?

Jigue.

You were so absent-minded.

I've problems... responsibilities.

Good night, madam.

See, I was f ollowing a bird.

The bird came in here...

- What is this, mother?
- Look the duck I've caught.

- He looks tasty.
- Yes, really good.

You sissy! Let 's take him
to the kitchen.

- You 're hurting me.
- Quick!

Easy! This hurts, hurts, hurts!

Mother, what shall we eat today?

Pluck him while I prepare the sauce.

What a beauty!
How did you catch him?

With a net.

Put some salt in the saucepan.

I'm bored...

you know?
So I'll be nice to you.

If you answer my questions,
I'll let you go.

Where do the girls have
the kinkiest hair?

- In Africa.
- Right.

Now a harder one.

Where do we have
hair against hair...

and a bald one inside?

You 're shameless, aren 't you?

It 's our eye. When we sleep,
our eyebrows join.

I'll take you into my room.

Give me my dinner back,
or I'll throw you out.

Quick, bef ore she breaks
the door down.

Quick what?

Pardon me, but I can 't do it
that quickly.

It makes me nervous.
Some other time.

You lost your pants.

I've been robbed by a Turk.

I lost our money... 30,000.

Jigue hasn 't come home yet?

- Maybe he has money.
- No, he 's broken.

And there 's more.

The giant went to Europe
with the stone.

And now?

I don 't know.

It 's your fault. Did you think
he would wait f or you?

God gives nuts to those
with no teeth.

I want you to know Suzy.

Here 's our hammock.
Strip and stretch out.

The rest is up to me.

That 's it!
I've f ound the solution.

You say you 're an art student,
you apply f or a scholarship...

in Europe!

Why not?

Turn out the lights.

Take this pill.

- Will it work?
- Want to bet?

Mother always said:
"Eat shit, but never bet."

AttheGovernment'shouse...

theyinformedtheyhadmore
than1,000artistsinEurope...

andother1,000onthewaitinglist.

Inwhichcase,he'dbetterforgetit.

Good morning, uncle.
How are you?

So-so.

- How 's the family?
- Just the same.

"Sticks and stones
may break my bones...

but looks will never harm me."

What are you doing there?

- I'm breaking my nuts to eat.
- I don 't believe you.

If you don 't believe me, don 't ask.

- Are they good?
- Taste.

It is good. Have some more?

It 's finished. I only had two.

Yours should be good too.
Eat 'em up.

Doesn 't it hurt?

No. It 's pleasant.

Will you have the courage?

Have a look.

Sic transit...

Are you feeling better, sweetheart?

God, help him to get better.

He could have died, or worse.

Did you notice his voice
has changed?

- What 's the problem?
- Better change...

Let Suzy massage me.

I'll teach her another one.

You wait outside.

- Funny! I feel a pain here.
- Could it be?

- Macunaima, may we come in?
- Not yet.

His voice is back to normal.

- Do you see anything?
- It 's covered.

Macunaima, open up!

You may come in.

Sensational! I'm cured!

The pain is gone?

That massage is wonderful.

JigueandManaapepresumed
thatMacunaimawasnotserious.

HehadswornnottotouchSuzy.

Resul:Jiguesentheraway...

andourherofelsodepressed...

that,tocheerhimup...

hisbrotherstookhimtovisit
thelocallepercolony.

A letter from the giant!

"Back from Europe,
France and Bahia...

where he has been to recover
from a beating...

whose author he believes to know...

the giant Wenceslau Pietro Pietra
invites Mr. Macunaima...

to a banquet f or the marriage
of his daughter."

Don 't go. He 'Il eat you.

If you can 't beat 'em, join 'em.
Call a cab.

I'm broke, but this advice
is worth a f ortune...

To live in peace,
keep away from 3 things...

gambling, money and women.

Come in! Make yourself at home.

I want you to meet my daughter.
Pretend you don 't know her.

She marries today.

She was putting out a bit too much.
We had to get her married.

Don 't do that, my pet.

Be nice, and I'll lend you
the muiraquitan.

- Will you really, Wenceslau?
- That stone brought me good luck.

I have earned more than
one billion this year.

Stop! Don 't do that!

The guests are waiting f or you.

Tomorrow at this time...

ping... ping... ping.

And I with your ma...
pang... pang... pang.

Your attention, please!

Good luck!

Dog, number 5! Who is it?

Mister Carlito Chaves.

- Number 9! Snake!
- Mrs. Marli Toledo.

Sit down on that swing. It 's fun.

I don 't want to, Wenceslau.

- I'm lazy.
- Swing. It 's great.

I don 't know how to swing.
You show me.

It 's easy. Go on!

I'll push you.

That 's enough.
I'm satisfied.

If Pa and Ma were here...

he wouldn 't do that to me.

Now I'll get my arrow right
into your... Where is it?

My muiraquitan!

If I get out of this one...

I won 't eat anybody anymore.

Still needs some salt.

Thebrothersdecided
togobackhome.

Theywerehappy,
especiallyourhero...

sincehefelwhat
onlyheroescanfeel...

animmensesatisfaction.

Hewastakinghomewithhim
treasuresofthecity...

andayoungandelegantgirl
calledPrincess.

Poor health and too many ants...

the plagues of Brazil are!

Let 's go, Princess.

Brother,let'sgo

TotheshoresoftheUraricoera

Brother,let'sgo

TotheshoresoftheUraricoera

Brother,let'sgo
totheshoresoftheUraricoera

Remind me, Princess,
to have a bridge built here.

Brother,let'sgo

TotheshoresoftheUraricoera

Atnightfall,
Macunaima'slipsquivered.

HemissedCi.

"He, who is far from his love,
suf fers terrible torments".

Cruel and unf orgettable Ci!

She is roaming up there...

beautiful, far from the ants...

playing God knows with whom.

Ruda... Ruda...

You who command the rain...

see that all Ci 's lovers...

be impotent.

Make her miss the one
who loved her.

Make her remember me...

tomorrow...

when the sun sets
on the horizon.

Thelandscapewasgetting
moreandmorefamiliar.

Theycametothespotcalled
Tocandeira'sFather...

thepiglet'stracks,
theabandonedplantation...

andtheoldstrawshackinruins.

Thetwobrotherswentout
forsomefood.

Manaapewentfishing,
buthecamebackwithoutanyfish.

Princesswentforsweetcorn.

Shecamebackwithout
apieceofmanioc.

Jigue,morecourageous,
wenthunting...

buthedidn'tevenseeabird.

Whentheycameback...

I bet you were sleeping.

I wasn 't.
I was watching a big quail...

but you scared it of f.

Liar! You are a witness,
Princess.

We were all working.

Your slumbering friend
is getting in our way.

He 's lying, Princess.
I have...

- I got a deer.
- Where is it?

I was walking up the path,
when I saw the trail.

It wasn 't a big one, a small one.

I bent down to f ollow the trail...

looking...

All of a sudden, my head
bumped into something sof t.

Guess what it was?

The deer 's ass.

He asked me what
I was doing there.

Looking f or you, I said,
and I bumped him of f.

Where is he?

I ate him up.

I was so hungry
I even ate the entrails.

I did save a piece f or you.

But I slipped crossing the brook.

The piece fell right
into an ant 's nest.

You were hunting?

Well, yes, I was.

Look into my eyes.

If it 's true, you won 't blink.

If you 're lying you 'Il blink.

It 's a lie.

I'll never hunt again!

Help me, brother.

Come on, Princess!
Let 's play.

When I wanted to,
you turned me down.

Now play with yourself.

"Where I've planted corn
weeds have grown."

"A thief in the family
is hard to get rid of f."

"Misery loves company."

Thefollowingday,
ourherowokeupwithafever.

Hedidn'tseeanybody
inthestrawshack.

Hehadbeenleftallalone.

My! Suck laziness!

Hespenthisdayslying
inhishammock...

hungbetweentwostumps
ofcashewtrees.

Allhedidwassleep
andeatcashews.

Hewasupset,becausehedidn't
understandthesilence.

Oneday,atalkativeparrot
showedup...

andkepthimcompany.

Topassthetime...

Macunaimatoldhim
ofhispastadventures.

I was in the pan. The giant 's wife
said to her daughter...

to take of f my clothes.

She took advantage
of that to paw me.

She pinched me here and there.

Af ter that, she wanted to eat me.

Her daughter and I
hid in the bathroom.

The mother came and pounded
on the door...

"0pen up, or I'll break down the door!"

We hid in the tub.
I was scared to death.

The mother kept pounding
on the door.

We stayed in there
f or quite a while.

It was a blast.

Theheroboastedofmany
adventuresofthepast.

OnemorninginJanuary...

thesinistersquawkingofaraven
wokeupMacunaima.

Iwasveryhot.Hefel
anewwarmththroughhisbody.

Hissensesseemedtorevive.

Herememberedhehad
notplayedforalongtime.

Come, parrot! Come!

They say that cold water
kills passion.

Thisbeautifulwoman
wasnowomanatall.

ShewasUiara,cannibalwitch
ofthewater.

Sincesheneverturned
herback...

Macunaimacouldn'tseethehole
inherlovelyneck...

throughwhichshebreathed.

Hey, you!

Glorytotheheroes
ofourcountry

Thedearcountryofours
that'sBrazil

Sincethebeginning
Cabralcalled

Thiscountry"glorious"
onabeautifulAprilday

Bythevoiceofstrongwaterfalls

Windsandoceansfullofblue

Glorytotheheroes
ofourcountry

Thehappyland
oftheSouthernCross