Magnetick Pathways (2018) - full transcript
During a night of humiliation, Raymond lives an inner revolt and a kaleidoscopic journey in a country that is about to collapse.
Oh, Catarina!
CATARINA!!
CATARINA!!
Oh, Catarina!
Oh! Catarina!
Catarina...
My poor daughter...
If you only knew
how I frightened I was..
Frightened for your future...
You were born of a
great passion...
And I who live in the past...
in a country that no longer exists...
with a passion that no longer exists...
The People United will Not Be Defeated!
The Workers Will Overcome!
The Workers Will Overcome!
Death to the political police!
Death to Fascism! Death to Imperialism!
Stop demeaning unwed mothers!
And you, Catarina...
You, who are about to step
into this New World...
What's going to happen to you?
How can I save you,
if I can't even save myself?
Anyway, whoever wants
to save themselves
will lose themselves...
Good morning, Portugal.
The Fatherland rules our hearts.
Security in Peace.
Good morning, dear citizens
and your respective families.
The rays of Peace
are starting to penetrate
the dark and terrible mantle
of the infamous and cowardly
curse of terrorism.
Dear citizens:
Our Family Conversations
become ever more indispensable
in creating a bond of affection
between our Government
and our beloved
Portuguese people.
Needless to say, it's absolutely
mandatory to tune in to our channel
according to the law approved
by an overwhelming majority
in our highly distinguished
National Assembly.
The Fatherland rules our Hearts!
Long live Portugal!
Long live a United Portugal!
Good morning, Portugal.
We're finally making progress towards
the greatly desired Security in Peace.
Raymond...
Long live Portugal!
Raymond...
Dissidence is Treason!
Long live Nuclear Portugal!
We're all waiting for you...
Security in Peace!
Long Live Portugal!
I'm ready, Papa!
Thank you Andreia.
Shall we go?
Raymond, only you would let
the car break down on a day like this!
Now that I'm promoted,
Damião promises me a Gold Visa card
That's super, mom!
When can we go shopping?
♪ Here Comes the Bride ♪
Damião... Damião...
Behind his exterior
I see only self-love, selfishness...
and greed for money.
But, Catarina is a saint,
sacrificed here in marriage...
Everyone told you
that I agreed
to you marrying Damião...
and they insisted this was the only way
to give you freedom of choice.
But, I knew full well what was going on.
The constant pressure
that's been put on you...
suffocating you.
But, I was so afraid...
that one day I'd see you
poor and miserable...
that one day I'd think
marrying into riches
would have been the lesser misfortune.
It was in this anguish...
of not knowing
which path to choose
that I let things get
to this state...
My Catarina... my daughter.
Catarina, will you take
Damião to be your husband
and promise to be faithful,
to love and to respect him
in joy and in sorrow, in sickness
and in health all the days of your life?
Yes
God bless these rings...
Those whom God hath joined
let no man put asunder.
You may kiss the bride.
Enjoy yourselves...
Catarina's marriage only took place
because I never found the courage
to say what I was thinking,
to speak with sincerity.
Only because I was afraid
of taking on that responsibility...
and one day regretting it.
Damião is rich.
That tipped the scales...
because money is everything...
Everything weighed...
weighed nothing.
I wanted nothing more than the
dream of happiness for my daughter.
Thank you!
Alfredo, it's great that
you managed to make it!
Dear Damião, we don't forget those who've
been with us from the very beginning!
As my friend has no need of any of
the material goods of this world
as a wedding gift
I'd like to offer you some advice:
Now that you're married,
don't share confidences.
Ideally you shouldn't share any,
but if you have to
make them seem vague and fake.
To love is to add value.
Only a selfish man
is capable of love.
To help someone
is to consider him incapable.
Solidarity is only truthful
if there's a selfish compensation from it.
Civilization is only going to survive
if altruism is eradicated.
Dear Alfredo, I couldn't agree more!
Wise words!
I'm never wrong...
and I rarely have doubts, my friend!
Mr. Prime Minister...
What an honor!
Congratulations!
Thank you so much.
Well...
I really have to go now.
- As you imagine why...
- Yes... Those ingrates...
Fellow countrymen terrorists...
inadmissible in our Portugal!
Unfortunately, it's true,
but measures are being taken.
It's not only this wedding
that we're going to celebrate!
Well, I really have to go now.
I wish you a sumptuous...
honeymoon!
Mr. Prime Minister,
please have some cake...
I really have to go...
but, just a little bit...
Magnificent!
Magnificent!
Wonderful!
Decidedly Damião,
democracy is the void.
Equality's the main cause of the political
and military enfeeblement of our system.
Yes my love, but...
We're all born free and equal,
aren't we?
"All men are born
free and equal..."
What nonsense is that, honey?!
Oh, sorry...
Sorry, I really have to
answer this guy...
Donald?
OK...
I know, I know...
Yes...
Don't worry. I will do
the transfer right away.
Keep up the good work!
Oh! I loved your Tweet!
I retweeted it immediately.
Only a totally selfish man
is capable of loving.
Raymond!
A present.
Open it!
For me?
C'mon, open it!
Congratulations!
That Damião...
He's a bit old...
But he's a great catch!
Yes, a great catch!
You don't say.
You don't say!
Raymond!
You know Damião is a good man.
He's a reasonable man!
At least our daughter
is going to live a better life...
the life that I imagined for us...
that we never managed to have...
Our daughter isn't for sale!
Our daughter isn't for sale!
- Papa!?
- Watch the birdie...
Stop it!
Where am I going?
Nowhere!
I don't know...
To find the right pathway
and the true north...
having intelligence
and culture is not enough.
You need a certain dimming
of your dreamy eyes.
Why fight for a pathway that isn't ours?
WHY?
You caught me on your cogwheel!
On that cardboard carousel
that resembles life for you...
but, it's made of cardboard!
I am neither outside or inside!
But... that isn't possible!
The spirit of sacrifice is a force...
not a weakness!
But my sacrifice is useless,
it's only weakness and being overcome.
Useless sacrifice!
No, no...
I am not responsible for this!
No! I am not responsible...
No, no...
But, yes... I am responsible.
Pay attention.
Don't let them trick you.
Do not think that I'm crazy!
Life is a serious thing
that we shouldn't play with...
Are there people who don't
think about this? Is it possible?
People who do not wonder
about their reason for living?
No, no, my friends...
my illness is Lucidity.
Don't worry, it will pass...
it will pass...
Citizens!
Return to your homes.
The curfew is mandatory.
Citizens: The curfew is mandatory!
The curfew is mandatory!
Dissidence is Treason!
Loyalty is the truth of feeling!
Dissidence is Treason!
Portugal belongs to us!
Long live United Portugal!
Security in Peace!
All for the Nation!
Nothing
stands against the Nation!
Portugal belongs to us!
Long live Nuclear Portugal!
Dissidence is Treason!
Citizens...
Peaceful People of Portugal...
to Think is to Kill.
Only Routine is Maternal.
Citizens...
the curfew is mandatory.
Return to your homes now!
What do you fucking spies want?
Want to look up my arse?
Here's my arse! Look! Look!
Citizens, return to your homes now.
Let us do our job!
There's no escape from control!
How on earth did we get
ourselves into this situation?
How can people swallow so many lies?
Life is made of truths
which together form a lesser truth.
One truth makes another truth a lie.
If only they could live separately...
far from one another.
But no... it's best to doubt everything.
If someday I could erase
all the lies that I've constructed...
it would cause a cataclysm!
CATACLYSM!
Why am I so anguished?
It makes no sense...
Why am I so anguished?
Why?
Am I going mad?
And why do I think aloud?
That's the first step to madness.
Paris... so near and yet so far...
Dear Paris...
Destroyed Paris...
Decadent Paris...
Just like me!
Hey, Monsieur Elevator!
Take me to Paris!
Take me to Paris!!
I'm asleep.
Asleep.
I have to wake up!
I must be ready to jump wherever.
Ready to run all the pathways
until I discover the right one...
There's a compass inside me.
It guides me and shows me true North.
Everyone has their own magnetic pathway.
Each of us has a unique compass.
Magnetic pathways...
I must wake up from this sleepwalking.
I need to think with clarity
about the important things in my life.
I've lost all my money...
my love!
My daughter...
Mr. Raymond...
Ah! I know!
I'll visit my friend André.
He always said I could bring problems
of health, love or money to him.
Not that I believe in spiritualism,
but he always said I'd be very welcome.
Well... I'll surprise him!
I'll surprise him!
Nyarlatotep!
Messenger of the Gods,
please hear us!
These mere mortals beseech you
To communicate
with the Great Cthulhu
The god who dreams
during the blackness of his death!
Nyarlatotep!
Please bring an end
to this catastrophe!
Please put an end
to this people's suffering!
Please behead this evil
Hydra that treads our pathways!
Nyarlatotep!
Nyarlatotep! Nyarlatotep! Nyarlatotep!
A man...
is the mask of a star.
A soul...
is the face of the star.
RAYMOND Good evening, André.
Shhhhhhh!
Mr. Raymond!
What happened?
What are you doing here?
Shouldn't you be
at your daughter's wedding?
Yes, I should, but...
shhhhhh!
Smoke this Raymond.
It will be good for you.
Oh Nyarlatotep!
The crawling chaos...!
Nyarlatotep! Nyarlatotep!
Mr. André?
I wish to know
when I'll cease to be...
a virgin...
She is not unattractive...
she is pretty.
She laughs freely.
She's an amateur poet.
She's very educated.
Now you are chaste.
Monastic life is not good for you.
You are not a man to do much in
the world if you remain chaste.
But, Mr. André, what else!
She is like you, a virgin...
She is a masculine type of girl.
She will make a man of you.
- She is the wine you need to drink.
- But...
Do not resist.
- She must make you your own slave.
- But, Mr. André...
Go to a café.
But, don't go to The Brazilian.
Do not make any plans.
The time is near...
You will be celebrated
and adored, Fernando.
Enough!
André, what can you
tell me about my future?
Mr. Raymond...
You are the center
of an astral conspiracy,
The meeting place
of highly malign elements...
nothing more.
Mr. Raymond...
you lack courage to clarify ambiguous
situations... even the simplest ones.
Mr. Raymond, you are very lazy...
but soon
you will cease to be so.
An inheritance?
Yes.
- An inheritance, that's it.
- Will the money come from France?
No one has spoken of money...
Money isn't everything!
You need to understand
that money isn't everything!
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything!
Well, but... I need money, you know?
Money isn't everything!
The greed that exists in
the world will have to end!
End when? Where? How?
The world will end before that!
Get out! Get out!
Mr. Raymond... Get out of here!
Get out of here!
I'm sorry...
Goodnight everyone... excuse me.
Why did André stare at me like that?
Pfffft...
No, no... how rude!
With friends like that...
it's better to have none.
"You are the Center
of an Astral Conspiracy..."
What did he mean by that?
"The Center
of an Astral Conspiracy..."
"The Center of
an Astral Conspiracy..."
With his zombie eyes...
We're nothing without money...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything!
It's better to Be than to Have
Money enslaves!
Money makes us go crazy!
We are nothing without money...
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
Without money we are nothing...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Without money we are nothing...
Without money we are nothing...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Without money we are nothing...
Better a little than nothing?
Maybe...
You can't have
everything in life.
To live is to
lack something every day.
Something...
is better than nothing.
At least Catarina has one thing:
Money!
Money!
Bucks!
Big bucks!
Dough is everything.
Dough!
Dough!
Our daughter
is not for sale! No!
Our daughter is not for sale!
No!
It's better to have nothing
than just a little bit...
Having nothing is better than
having just a little bit. That's it!
That's it!
Nothing!
It's better to have nothing!
Nothing!
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy!
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy!
The meeting place
of highly malign elements...
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy...
Suffocation...
Suffocation...
Raymond!
Raymond...
Raymond... how are you?
- Daniela?
- What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
Raymond...
I can trust you... yes?
Yes...
Come.
Come with me.
Citizens, return to your homes!
André?!
What is he doing here?
He's our leader.
Leader?
Brothers... the time has come
to announce my decision.
It is the social fictions
that tyrannize us,
not the men who embody the tyranny.
Men are the medium
that the fictions use to tyrannize,
Just as the knife is
the medium for the assassin to kill.
Certainly you don't believe
abolishing knives abolishes assassins?
If you destroy all the capitalists
without destroying the capital,
the very next day
capital will be in the hands of others
and will continue
its tyranny through those men.
Capital is the greatest
social fiction of our time.
We all want freedom, yes?
Freedom!!
It's social fictions we must
destroy if we want to remain free.
What do we have to do?
It's very simple...
If being together will create
new social fictions and tyrannies,
We all have to work towards
the same end, but separately!
We work separately?
We stand by?
This isn't the time for individualism,
it's time to stir things up!
Do what thou wilt.
That's the law.
The only law!
André! You're an asshole!
You?
What are you doing here?
Are you a spy?
Raymond...
- Listen to me...
- Yes?
I've made a decision...
We're going to blow up
the Tagus Bridge!
- The Tagus Bridge?!
- Yes!
- You're insane!
- No!
You're insane!
No... violence can only
be fought with violence!
No! Who lives by the sword,
dies by the sword!
But, aren't you
a revolutionary like me?
Yes, I used to be...
I used to be... a revolutionary...
Catarina?
♪ Think about children
Mute, telepathic ones
♪ Think about the girls,
Blind ones, the inexact
Guys!!
♪ Think of those women,
Pathways altered
What's going on?
♪ Think of the wounds
As warmed up roses
♪ But, oh, do not forget
The rose, the rose...
♪ The Rose of Hiroshima
The Hereditary Rose
♪ The radioactive rose
Stupid, invalid
♪ The cirrhosis rose
The atomic anti-rose
♪ Without color, Without perfume
Without roses, Without anything. ♪
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy...
The meeting place of
highly malign elements...
Name?
NAME?
Raymond Vachs.
Vaches?
Vachs.
Profession?
Unemployed photographer
and Komix author.
Where did you hide the weapons?
What?
Where did you hide the weapons?
I've never had weapons.
What were you doing there?
- Just walking around...
- WALKING AROUND?!
I don't remember...
Your silence might count against you.
According to this report...
you've lived in Portugal
since 26th April 1974.
Yes, I came photograph the Revolution.
We know everything about it.
With Hara-Kiri magazine
as assistant to the photographer Chenz.
That magazine is now Charlie Hebdo.
It was a long time ago.
They rejected my work.
They said I wasn't
satirical enough,
that I'd sold out to
the Carnation Revolution.
Then you were invited by Vasco Granja
that Pink-Panther communist...
To collaborate
on a comics magazine
And in an animation Centre.
Mmhmm. It was there
that I met my wife... Gertrudes.
You quit both animation
and photography. Why?
I still worked for a few magazines but...
Gertrudes said that my work
didn't have a future, and I gave up.
Catarina, my second daughter,
was born after my wife's heart surgery.
She's the most precious
thing in my life.
Enough already...
This is not a confessional.
Next!
Let me go you shits!
Let me go you dicks!
You bastards!
Fascist motherfuckers!
I'm the face trampled
by the invaders
who crossed my blood,
devirginating it.
The dog from limbo rabidly bit
the naked legs of my unbaptized soul.
You, who say you are a man...
You, that claim so many
findings and discoveries
You manage to become
more and more of a beast
and this progress
you call civilization...
Meanwhile I'm straining my throat
to insult you, you beast!
You mountebanks,
you band of hooligans!
Gangsters,
smugglers of stupidity!
The bourgeois!
The ideal with a little "I"!
You easy profit!
Coitus of the impotent!
Taking a sunbath by
the river of stupidity!
I am the Seven Plagues of the Nile
and the tormented soul of the Borgias!
Zutt beast!
Zutt pig!
Zutt shit!
Hold on...
Why?
Where were you?
Where are our Comrades?
I'm not involved with
revolutions anymore...
- Understand señor?
- Nothing?
- Nothing.
- You don't know anything?
- You didn't hear anything?
- No!
But... you were with us.
It's not that I don't believe in you...
I don't mistrust you!
But, prisoners aren't supposed
to talk to each other...
OK? Seriously, I don't know anything.
Raymond, you're a weakling
and good for nothing!
What is this pain I feel?
I don't know what it is...
Why did I stay here in Portugal? It was
the revolution that brought me here...
Why didn't I leave? Why?
What is this "New Order?"
Catarina's voice: Receive this ring
as a token of my love...
No!
It's better to have nothing
than only a little bit!
It's better to have nothing
than only a little bit! That's it!
Catarina's voice: Do you think
marrying him is the right choice?
Catarina's voice: Are you sure, Papa?
Catarina's voice: Why
don't you say something?
Catarina, my sweet daughter...
Nothing!
Nothing!
Catarina's voice: Damião
is so thoughtful...
It's better to have nothing
than only a little bit!
Catarina's voice: As a
proof of my fidelity...
Papa?
Papa?
I must warn you that despite
not having anything proven against you,
from this moment on you must
be more cautious with your friendships.
For the moment, you owe
your liberty to a good friend...
your son-in-law,
Senōr Damião Vaz.
But, remember, some situations
are impossible to remedy.
Thank you, Captain Spínola.
My father-in-law
is not in a state for which
he can be held responsible.
His life in Portugal
has not been easy.
He's an artist, you know...
My dear friend Damião Vaz...
you are a philanthropist.
Let's go Raymond,
everyone's waiting for you.
My dear Raymond, you must understand
that now you're my father-in-law
you have to rise to the level
of your new position.
Your life will never be the same again,
do you understand?
Yes, Damião.
António, hurry up!
I'm sorry... It's the most
important day of your life...
Papa...
Papa...
Where've you been, papa?
What happened?
Are you all right, papa?
What happened?
Do you hang around with terrorists now,
Papa?! You could have died!
Thank you, Damião...
If it hadn't been for you, Damião...
Papa would still be in jail.
Can someone please
tell me what happened?
The poor man didn't do anything...
"Didn't do anything..."
- This parasite never did anything!
- It was a misunderstanding...
A "misunderstanding?!"
On the day
of your daughter's wedding...
Aren't you ashamed?
You're an asshole...
A toad!
Look at me! LOOK AT ME!
Damião, I apologize for him...
It's OK, it was just a misunderstanding.
Our whole life
is a "misunderstanding!"
I'm his "misunderstanding"...
This man is a disaster...
You did it on purpose...
You're not half the man you were.
Think about your daughter,
about her marriage, about Damião...
- It's over, forget it...
- Show a little respect!
Darling, shall we get changed?
We must leave before
sunrise, yes João?
Affirmative!
It's safer to leave before dawn.
Girls... Can I give you a lift?
Can I give you a lift?
Motherfucker...
Mr. Raymond...
Mr. Raymond...
You lack the courage
to clarify ambiguous situations...
Even the easiest ones...
No, no, no...!
Damião! Motherfucker!
I'll kill you, Damião!
I'll kill you, Damião!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I'LL KILL YOU!
Papa!
No, no...
I can't kill him...
Catarina would never forgive me.
Now...
there is just one thing to do...
I'll jump!
I'm going to jump!
I'll kill myself.
This parasite never
did anything at all...
This parasite... parasite...
Kill myself? Me?
How do I find the strength
to kill myself?
When I am not even
capable of saying what I think?
I'm a coward!
A coward!
I'm a coward!
I'm a coward!
This is what I wanted
to confess to you: I'm a coward!
I even denied it to myself...
This man is a disaster.
This parasite never accomplished anything.
He's an artist you know.
This man is a disaster.
From now on you must be
more cautious with your friendships.
Do you hang around
with terrorists now, Papa?
This parasite...
From now on you must be
more cautious with your friendships.
Do you hang around
with terrorists now, Papa?
Your life will
never be the same.
An indecisive man
is good for nothing.
You're the man, Damião!
Raymond, an indecisive man
is good for nothing.
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Papa!
- Papa!
- Calm down.
Mr. Raymond!
Damião... he jumped!
We have to go back for him!
- Please Damião! We have to go back!
- Calm down.
He fell in!
- Mr. Raymond!
- Careful, Fernando, you might fall in!
Papa!
Take Mr. Raymond home, please.
Who's gonna pay for the upholstery?
He needs to dry off first.
Open the door now!
NO! Catarina!
Soldiers!
Catarina!
Catarina! Catarina!
Sir, would you kindly sit on the floor?
There is a horrible smell
coming from your wet clothes.
DRIVER Your face made of roses
has the evasive colors
of an official report.
I wish I could hold you
in my arms...
oh my bank account!
What the hell is going on?
Why are you crying?
You're going home, not to prison.
Did you mean to
throw yourself in the river?
- No.
- Then you are a lucky man.
You were lucky to survive,
yet you are weeping like a widow.
I don't know why you despise me.
Look at me one moment more.
Nasty cut of expenses...
Adored abolition...
of the floating debt.
You're mocking my poverty,
you motherfucker, is that it?
You asshole!
That's enough!
- Take it easy.
- Shut up!
Take it easy. We're almost there.
That'll be 200 escudos.
2000 euros.
What were you expecting?
You know there's no other
public transportation in Lisbon.
Life in Portugal
isn't easy these days.
I'll go get the money.
- OK.
- I'll be right back.
You better be...
Good morning Portugal.
The Fatherland rules our hearts.
Safety in peace.
Good morning dear Citizens
and your respective families.
Citizens:
A band of criminals of the worst type
whose miserable rebellion
of the past few days
has darkened and
bloodied the streets of the Capital
have met the end they deserved.
But, the bodies of the innocent,
the bodies of the heroes who
sacrificed themselves in a sacred duty
for Order and the
salvation of the Fatherland
the blood of these heroes
cries out for justice.
Justice will be done.
Mr. Raymond!
Raymondo...
Is the party still in full swing?
Have you been up all night?
- Huh? You drunkard.
- Dissidence is Treason
The Fatherland rules our hearts.
Dissidence is Treason!
Long live Portugal!
Will you give me...
200 escudos?
200 escudos?!
I need to pay the driver...
You want cash?
Well, you won't get it.
Micro dick...
Bravo...
stealing from your daughter's savings.
Your daughter's money!
You bastard!
Andreia...
please take this...
Take it downstairs to the driver.
OK. I'll take it downstairs.
Where have you been, you toad?
I fell into the water...
What?
Into the river...
What?!
Sofia...!
What the hell is that?
Sofia...
He fell into the river!
Is this what you fished out?
Catarina... Catarina...
You are the
center of an astral conspiracy...
the meeting place
of highly malign elements...
CATARINA!!!!
CATARINA!!
CATARINA!!
Oh, Catarina!
Oh! Catarina!
Catarina...
My poor daughter...
If you only knew
how I frightened I was..
Frightened for your future...
You were born of a
great passion...
And I who live in the past...
in a country that no longer exists...
with a passion that no longer exists...
The People United will Not Be Defeated!
The Workers Will Overcome!
The Workers Will Overcome!
Death to the political police!
Death to Fascism! Death to Imperialism!
Stop demeaning unwed mothers!
And you, Catarina...
You, who are about to step
into this New World...
What's going to happen to you?
How can I save you,
if I can't even save myself?
Anyway, whoever wants
to save themselves
will lose themselves...
Good morning, Portugal.
The Fatherland rules our hearts.
Security in Peace.
Good morning, dear citizens
and your respective families.
The rays of Peace
are starting to penetrate
the dark and terrible mantle
of the infamous and cowardly
curse of terrorism.
Dear citizens:
Our Family Conversations
become ever more indispensable
in creating a bond of affection
between our Government
and our beloved
Portuguese people.
Needless to say, it's absolutely
mandatory to tune in to our channel
according to the law approved
by an overwhelming majority
in our highly distinguished
National Assembly.
The Fatherland rules our Hearts!
Long live Portugal!
Long live a United Portugal!
Good morning, Portugal.
We're finally making progress towards
the greatly desired Security in Peace.
Raymond...
Long live Portugal!
Raymond...
Dissidence is Treason!
Long live Nuclear Portugal!
We're all waiting for you...
Security in Peace!
Long Live Portugal!
I'm ready, Papa!
Thank you Andreia.
Shall we go?
Raymond, only you would let
the car break down on a day like this!
Now that I'm promoted,
Damião promises me a Gold Visa card
That's super, mom!
When can we go shopping?
♪ Here Comes the Bride ♪
Damião... Damião...
Behind his exterior
I see only self-love, selfishness...
and greed for money.
But, Catarina is a saint,
sacrificed here in marriage...
Everyone told you
that I agreed
to you marrying Damião...
and they insisted this was the only way
to give you freedom of choice.
But, I knew full well what was going on.
The constant pressure
that's been put on you...
suffocating you.
But, I was so afraid...
that one day I'd see you
poor and miserable...
that one day I'd think
marrying into riches
would have been the lesser misfortune.
It was in this anguish...
of not knowing
which path to choose
that I let things get
to this state...
My Catarina... my daughter.
Catarina, will you take
Damião to be your husband
and promise to be faithful,
to love and to respect him
in joy and in sorrow, in sickness
and in health all the days of your life?
Yes
God bless these rings...
Those whom God hath joined
let no man put asunder.
You may kiss the bride.
Enjoy yourselves...
Catarina's marriage only took place
because I never found the courage
to say what I was thinking,
to speak with sincerity.
Only because I was afraid
of taking on that responsibility...
and one day regretting it.
Damião is rich.
That tipped the scales...
because money is everything...
Everything weighed...
weighed nothing.
I wanted nothing more than the
dream of happiness for my daughter.
Thank you!
Alfredo, it's great that
you managed to make it!
Dear Damião, we don't forget those who've
been with us from the very beginning!
As my friend has no need of any of
the material goods of this world
as a wedding gift
I'd like to offer you some advice:
Now that you're married,
don't share confidences.
Ideally you shouldn't share any,
but if you have to
make them seem vague and fake.
To love is to add value.
Only a selfish man
is capable of love.
To help someone
is to consider him incapable.
Solidarity is only truthful
if there's a selfish compensation from it.
Civilization is only going to survive
if altruism is eradicated.
Dear Alfredo, I couldn't agree more!
Wise words!
I'm never wrong...
and I rarely have doubts, my friend!
Mr. Prime Minister...
What an honor!
Congratulations!
Thank you so much.
Well...
I really have to go now.
- As you imagine why...
- Yes... Those ingrates...
Fellow countrymen terrorists...
inadmissible in our Portugal!
Unfortunately, it's true,
but measures are being taken.
It's not only this wedding
that we're going to celebrate!
Well, I really have to go now.
I wish you a sumptuous...
honeymoon!
Mr. Prime Minister,
please have some cake...
I really have to go...
but, just a little bit...
Magnificent!
Magnificent!
Wonderful!
Decidedly Damião,
democracy is the void.
Equality's the main cause of the political
and military enfeeblement of our system.
Yes my love, but...
We're all born free and equal,
aren't we?
"All men are born
free and equal..."
What nonsense is that, honey?!
Oh, sorry...
Sorry, I really have to
answer this guy...
Donald?
OK...
I know, I know...
Yes...
Don't worry. I will do
the transfer right away.
Keep up the good work!
Oh! I loved your Tweet!
I retweeted it immediately.
Only a totally selfish man
is capable of loving.
Raymond!
A present.
Open it!
For me?
C'mon, open it!
Congratulations!
That Damião...
He's a bit old...
But he's a great catch!
Yes, a great catch!
You don't say.
You don't say!
Raymond!
You know Damião is a good man.
He's a reasonable man!
At least our daughter
is going to live a better life...
the life that I imagined for us...
that we never managed to have...
Our daughter isn't for sale!
Our daughter isn't for sale!
- Papa!?
- Watch the birdie...
Stop it!
Where am I going?
Nowhere!
I don't know...
To find the right pathway
and the true north...
having intelligence
and culture is not enough.
You need a certain dimming
of your dreamy eyes.
Why fight for a pathway that isn't ours?
WHY?
You caught me on your cogwheel!
On that cardboard carousel
that resembles life for you...
but, it's made of cardboard!
I am neither outside or inside!
But... that isn't possible!
The spirit of sacrifice is a force...
not a weakness!
But my sacrifice is useless,
it's only weakness and being overcome.
Useless sacrifice!
No, no...
I am not responsible for this!
No! I am not responsible...
No, no...
But, yes... I am responsible.
Pay attention.
Don't let them trick you.
Do not think that I'm crazy!
Life is a serious thing
that we shouldn't play with...
Are there people who don't
think about this? Is it possible?
People who do not wonder
about their reason for living?
No, no, my friends...
my illness is Lucidity.
Don't worry, it will pass...
it will pass...
Citizens!
Return to your homes.
The curfew is mandatory.
Citizens: The curfew is mandatory!
The curfew is mandatory!
Dissidence is Treason!
Loyalty is the truth of feeling!
Dissidence is Treason!
Portugal belongs to us!
Long live United Portugal!
Security in Peace!
All for the Nation!
Nothing
stands against the Nation!
Portugal belongs to us!
Long live Nuclear Portugal!
Dissidence is Treason!
Citizens...
Peaceful People of Portugal...
to Think is to Kill.
Only Routine is Maternal.
Citizens...
the curfew is mandatory.
Return to your homes now!
What do you fucking spies want?
Want to look up my arse?
Here's my arse! Look! Look!
Citizens, return to your homes now.
Let us do our job!
There's no escape from control!
How on earth did we get
ourselves into this situation?
How can people swallow so many lies?
Life is made of truths
which together form a lesser truth.
One truth makes another truth a lie.
If only they could live separately...
far from one another.
But no... it's best to doubt everything.
If someday I could erase
all the lies that I've constructed...
it would cause a cataclysm!
CATACLYSM!
Why am I so anguished?
It makes no sense...
Why am I so anguished?
Why?
Am I going mad?
And why do I think aloud?
That's the first step to madness.
Paris... so near and yet so far...
Dear Paris...
Destroyed Paris...
Decadent Paris...
Just like me!
Hey, Monsieur Elevator!
Take me to Paris!
Take me to Paris!!
I'm asleep.
Asleep.
I have to wake up!
I must be ready to jump wherever.
Ready to run all the pathways
until I discover the right one...
There's a compass inside me.
It guides me and shows me true North.
Everyone has their own magnetic pathway.
Each of us has a unique compass.
Magnetic pathways...
I must wake up from this sleepwalking.
I need to think with clarity
about the important things in my life.
I've lost all my money...
my love!
My daughter...
Mr. Raymond...
Ah! I know!
I'll visit my friend André.
He always said I could bring problems
of health, love or money to him.
Not that I believe in spiritualism,
but he always said I'd be very welcome.
Well... I'll surprise him!
I'll surprise him!
Nyarlatotep!
Messenger of the Gods,
please hear us!
These mere mortals beseech you
To communicate
with the Great Cthulhu
The god who dreams
during the blackness of his death!
Nyarlatotep!
Please bring an end
to this catastrophe!
Please put an end
to this people's suffering!
Please behead this evil
Hydra that treads our pathways!
Nyarlatotep!
Nyarlatotep! Nyarlatotep! Nyarlatotep!
A man...
is the mask of a star.
A soul...
is the face of the star.
RAYMOND Good evening, André.
Shhhhhhh!
Mr. Raymond!
What happened?
What are you doing here?
Shouldn't you be
at your daughter's wedding?
Yes, I should, but...
shhhhhh!
Smoke this Raymond.
It will be good for you.
Oh Nyarlatotep!
The crawling chaos...!
Nyarlatotep! Nyarlatotep!
Mr. André?
I wish to know
when I'll cease to be...
a virgin...
She is not unattractive...
she is pretty.
She laughs freely.
She's an amateur poet.
She's very educated.
Now you are chaste.
Monastic life is not good for you.
You are not a man to do much in
the world if you remain chaste.
But, Mr. André, what else!
She is like you, a virgin...
She is a masculine type of girl.
She will make a man of you.
- She is the wine you need to drink.
- But...
Do not resist.
- She must make you your own slave.
- But, Mr. André...
Go to a café.
But, don't go to The Brazilian.
Do not make any plans.
The time is near...
You will be celebrated
and adored, Fernando.
Enough!
André, what can you
tell me about my future?
Mr. Raymond...
You are the center
of an astral conspiracy,
The meeting place
of highly malign elements...
nothing more.
Mr. Raymond...
you lack courage to clarify ambiguous
situations... even the simplest ones.
Mr. Raymond, you are very lazy...
but soon
you will cease to be so.
An inheritance?
Yes.
- An inheritance, that's it.
- Will the money come from France?
No one has spoken of money...
Money isn't everything!
You need to understand
that money isn't everything!
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything!
Well, but... I need money, you know?
Money isn't everything!
The greed that exists in
the world will have to end!
End when? Where? How?
The world will end before that!
Get out! Get out!
Mr. Raymond... Get out of here!
Get out of here!
I'm sorry...
Goodnight everyone... excuse me.
Why did André stare at me like that?
Pfffft...
No, no... how rude!
With friends like that...
it's better to have none.
"You are the Center
of an Astral Conspiracy..."
What did he mean by that?
"The Center
of an Astral Conspiracy..."
"The Center of
an Astral Conspiracy..."
With his zombie eyes...
We're nothing without money...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything!
It's better to Be than to Have
Money enslaves!
Money makes us go crazy!
We are nothing without money...
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
When was the last time you paid a bill?
Without money we are nothing...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Without money we are nothing...
Without money we are nothing...
Money isn't everything...
Money isn't everything...
Without money we are nothing...
Better a little than nothing?
Maybe...
You can't have
everything in life.
To live is to
lack something every day.
Something...
is better than nothing.
At least Catarina has one thing:
Money!
Money!
Bucks!
Big bucks!
Dough is everything.
Dough!
Dough!
Our daughter
is not for sale! No!
Our daughter is not for sale!
No!
It's better to have nothing
than just a little bit...
Having nothing is better than
having just a little bit. That's it!
That's it!
Nothing!
It's better to have nothing!
Nothing!
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy!
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy!
The meeting place
of highly malign elements...
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy...
Suffocation...
Suffocation...
Raymond!
Raymond...
Raymond... how are you?
- Daniela?
- What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
Raymond...
I can trust you... yes?
Yes...
Come.
Come with me.
Citizens, return to your homes!
André?!
What is he doing here?
He's our leader.
Leader?
Brothers... the time has come
to announce my decision.
It is the social fictions
that tyrannize us,
not the men who embody the tyranny.
Men are the medium
that the fictions use to tyrannize,
Just as the knife is
the medium for the assassin to kill.
Certainly you don't believe
abolishing knives abolishes assassins?
If you destroy all the capitalists
without destroying the capital,
the very next day
capital will be in the hands of others
and will continue
its tyranny through those men.
Capital is the greatest
social fiction of our time.
We all want freedom, yes?
Freedom!!
It's social fictions we must
destroy if we want to remain free.
What do we have to do?
It's very simple...
If being together will create
new social fictions and tyrannies,
We all have to work towards
the same end, but separately!
We work separately?
We stand by?
This isn't the time for individualism,
it's time to stir things up!
Do what thou wilt.
That's the law.
The only law!
André! You're an asshole!
You?
What are you doing here?
Are you a spy?
Raymond...
- Listen to me...
- Yes?
I've made a decision...
We're going to blow up
the Tagus Bridge!
- The Tagus Bridge?!
- Yes!
- You're insane!
- No!
You're insane!
No... violence can only
be fought with violence!
No! Who lives by the sword,
dies by the sword!
But, aren't you
a revolutionary like me?
Yes, I used to be...
I used to be... a revolutionary...
Catarina?
♪ Think about children
Mute, telepathic ones
♪ Think about the girls,
Blind ones, the inexact
Guys!!
♪ Think of those women,
Pathways altered
What's going on?
♪ Think of the wounds
As warmed up roses
♪ But, oh, do not forget
The rose, the rose...
♪ The Rose of Hiroshima
The Hereditary Rose
♪ The radioactive rose
Stupid, invalid
♪ The cirrhosis rose
The atomic anti-rose
♪ Without color, Without perfume
Without roses, Without anything. ♪
You are the center
of an Astral Conspiracy...
The meeting place of
highly malign elements...
Name?
NAME?
Raymond Vachs.
Vaches?
Vachs.
Profession?
Unemployed photographer
and Komix author.
Where did you hide the weapons?
What?
Where did you hide the weapons?
I've never had weapons.
What were you doing there?
- Just walking around...
- WALKING AROUND?!
I don't remember...
Your silence might count against you.
According to this report...
you've lived in Portugal
since 26th April 1974.
Yes, I came photograph the Revolution.
We know everything about it.
With Hara-Kiri magazine
as assistant to the photographer Chenz.
That magazine is now Charlie Hebdo.
It was a long time ago.
They rejected my work.
They said I wasn't
satirical enough,
that I'd sold out to
the Carnation Revolution.
Then you were invited by Vasco Granja
that Pink-Panther communist...
To collaborate
on a comics magazine
And in an animation Centre.
Mmhmm. It was there
that I met my wife... Gertrudes.
You quit both animation
and photography. Why?
I still worked for a few magazines but...
Gertrudes said that my work
didn't have a future, and I gave up.
Catarina, my second daughter,
was born after my wife's heart surgery.
She's the most precious
thing in my life.
Enough already...
This is not a confessional.
Next!
Let me go you shits!
Let me go you dicks!
You bastards!
Fascist motherfuckers!
I'm the face trampled
by the invaders
who crossed my blood,
devirginating it.
The dog from limbo rabidly bit
the naked legs of my unbaptized soul.
You, who say you are a man...
You, that claim so many
findings and discoveries
You manage to become
more and more of a beast
and this progress
you call civilization...
Meanwhile I'm straining my throat
to insult you, you beast!
You mountebanks,
you band of hooligans!
Gangsters,
smugglers of stupidity!
The bourgeois!
The ideal with a little "I"!
You easy profit!
Coitus of the impotent!
Taking a sunbath by
the river of stupidity!
I am the Seven Plagues of the Nile
and the tormented soul of the Borgias!
Zutt beast!
Zutt pig!
Zutt shit!
Hold on...
Why?
Where were you?
Where are our Comrades?
I'm not involved with
revolutions anymore...
- Understand señor?
- Nothing?
- Nothing.
- You don't know anything?
- You didn't hear anything?
- No!
But... you were with us.
It's not that I don't believe in you...
I don't mistrust you!
But, prisoners aren't supposed
to talk to each other...
OK? Seriously, I don't know anything.
Raymond, you're a weakling
and good for nothing!
What is this pain I feel?
I don't know what it is...
Why did I stay here in Portugal? It was
the revolution that brought me here...
Why didn't I leave? Why?
What is this "New Order?"
Catarina's voice: Receive this ring
as a token of my love...
No!
It's better to have nothing
than only a little bit!
It's better to have nothing
than only a little bit! That's it!
Catarina's voice: Do you think
marrying him is the right choice?
Catarina's voice: Are you sure, Papa?
Catarina's voice: Why
don't you say something?
Catarina, my sweet daughter...
Nothing!
Nothing!
Catarina's voice: Damião
is so thoughtful...
It's better to have nothing
than only a little bit!
Catarina's voice: As a
proof of my fidelity...
Papa?
Papa?
I must warn you that despite
not having anything proven against you,
from this moment on you must
be more cautious with your friendships.
For the moment, you owe
your liberty to a good friend...
your son-in-law,
Senōr Damião Vaz.
But, remember, some situations
are impossible to remedy.
Thank you, Captain Spínola.
My father-in-law
is not in a state for which
he can be held responsible.
His life in Portugal
has not been easy.
He's an artist, you know...
My dear friend Damião Vaz...
you are a philanthropist.
Let's go Raymond,
everyone's waiting for you.
My dear Raymond, you must understand
that now you're my father-in-law
you have to rise to the level
of your new position.
Your life will never be the same again,
do you understand?
Yes, Damião.
António, hurry up!
I'm sorry... It's the most
important day of your life...
Papa...
Papa...
Where've you been, papa?
What happened?
Are you all right, papa?
What happened?
Do you hang around with terrorists now,
Papa?! You could have died!
Thank you, Damião...
If it hadn't been for you, Damião...
Papa would still be in jail.
Can someone please
tell me what happened?
The poor man didn't do anything...
"Didn't do anything..."
- This parasite never did anything!
- It was a misunderstanding...
A "misunderstanding?!"
On the day
of your daughter's wedding...
Aren't you ashamed?
You're an asshole...
A toad!
Look at me! LOOK AT ME!
Damião, I apologize for him...
It's OK, it was just a misunderstanding.
Our whole life
is a "misunderstanding!"
I'm his "misunderstanding"...
This man is a disaster...
You did it on purpose...
You're not half the man you were.
Think about your daughter,
about her marriage, about Damião...
- It's over, forget it...
- Show a little respect!
Darling, shall we get changed?
We must leave before
sunrise, yes João?
Affirmative!
It's safer to leave before dawn.
Girls... Can I give you a lift?
Can I give you a lift?
Motherfucker...
Mr. Raymond...
Mr. Raymond...
You lack the courage
to clarify ambiguous situations...
Even the easiest ones...
No, no, no...!
Damião! Motherfucker!
I'll kill you, Damião!
I'll kill you, Damião!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I'LL KILL YOU!
Papa!
No, no...
I can't kill him...
Catarina would never forgive me.
Now...
there is just one thing to do...
I'll jump!
I'm going to jump!
I'll kill myself.
This parasite never
did anything at all...
This parasite... parasite...
Kill myself? Me?
How do I find the strength
to kill myself?
When I am not even
capable of saying what I think?
I'm a coward!
A coward!
I'm a coward!
I'm a coward!
This is what I wanted
to confess to you: I'm a coward!
I even denied it to myself...
This man is a disaster.
This parasite never accomplished anything.
He's an artist you know.
This man is a disaster.
From now on you must be
more cautious with your friendships.
Do you hang around
with terrorists now, Papa?
This parasite...
From now on you must be
more cautious with your friendships.
Do you hang around
with terrorists now, Papa?
Your life will
never be the same.
An indecisive man
is good for nothing.
You're the man, Damião!
Raymond, an indecisive man
is good for nothing.
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Catarina!
Papa!
- Papa!
- Calm down.
Mr. Raymond!
Damião... he jumped!
We have to go back for him!
- Please Damião! We have to go back!
- Calm down.
He fell in!
- Mr. Raymond!
- Careful, Fernando, you might fall in!
Papa!
Take Mr. Raymond home, please.
Who's gonna pay for the upholstery?
He needs to dry off first.
Open the door now!
NO! Catarina!
Soldiers!
Catarina!
Catarina! Catarina!
Sir, would you kindly sit on the floor?
There is a horrible smell
coming from your wet clothes.
DRIVER Your face made of roses
has the evasive colors
of an official report.
I wish I could hold you
in my arms...
oh my bank account!
What the hell is going on?
Why are you crying?
You're going home, not to prison.
Did you mean to
throw yourself in the river?
- No.
- Then you are a lucky man.
You were lucky to survive,
yet you are weeping like a widow.
I don't know why you despise me.
Look at me one moment more.
Nasty cut of expenses...
Adored abolition...
of the floating debt.
You're mocking my poverty,
you motherfucker, is that it?
You asshole!
That's enough!
- Take it easy.
- Shut up!
Take it easy. We're almost there.
That'll be 200 escudos.
2000 euros.
What were you expecting?
You know there's no other
public transportation in Lisbon.
Life in Portugal
isn't easy these days.
I'll go get the money.
- OK.
- I'll be right back.
You better be...
Good morning Portugal.
The Fatherland rules our hearts.
Safety in peace.
Good morning dear Citizens
and your respective families.
Citizens:
A band of criminals of the worst type
whose miserable rebellion
of the past few days
has darkened and
bloodied the streets of the Capital
have met the end they deserved.
But, the bodies of the innocent,
the bodies of the heroes who
sacrificed themselves in a sacred duty
for Order and the
salvation of the Fatherland
the blood of these heroes
cries out for justice.
Justice will be done.
Mr. Raymond!
Raymondo...
Is the party still in full swing?
Have you been up all night?
- Huh? You drunkard.
- Dissidence is Treason
The Fatherland rules our hearts.
Dissidence is Treason!
Long live Portugal!
Will you give me...
200 escudos?
200 escudos?!
I need to pay the driver...
You want cash?
Well, you won't get it.
Micro dick...
Bravo...
stealing from your daughter's savings.
Your daughter's money!
You bastard!
Andreia...
please take this...
Take it downstairs to the driver.
OK. I'll take it downstairs.
Where have you been, you toad?
I fell into the water...
What?
Into the river...
What?!
Sofia...!
What the hell is that?
Sofia...
He fell into the river!
Is this what you fished out?
Catarina... Catarina...
You are the
center of an astral conspiracy...
the meeting place
of highly malign elements...
CATARINA!!!!