Noel: The Samba Poet (Noel - Poeta da Vila)

Who wants to try his luck with Ismael? An honest little game:

Guess where the ball is, make some easy money.

Twenty, forty, fifty thousand!

You lost. Gotta have a quick eye!

Fifty pays a hundred. Hold it for me. Another fifty.

Match!

Pick it up!

Today's my lucky day!

Another fifty!

My lucky day!

Where's the little ball?

You lost it! Gotta have a quick eye!

- This is mine! - I want to bet.

- Where are you from? - Vila Isabel.

Let's bet then.

Where's the little ball?

Under your left hand.

- The game's over. - Wait!

I want my ten thousand and another ten. I won!

- The game's over for you - Son of a bitch!

Help!

Call the police! Send him to jail!

You can let him go. I don't want to report anybody.

- I just want my money back. - Let go.

Everything OK?

Everything's OK.

Is it broken?

I don't know.

NOEL, SAMBA POET

If you swear you love me

I can be reformed

But if you're just pretending, lady

I'm not going to leave the orgy

If you swear you love me

I can be reformed

But if you're just pretending, lady

I'm not going to leave the orgy

I've suffered for my loyalty

Now I can see I shouldn't trust in friendship

My life is good No worries do I have

Let me introduce you. Papagaio, Noel. Noel, Papagaio

Pleasure, if you ever need a driver, just call me.

Maybe later.

Come on, I'll introduce you to some friends.

This is my partner Nilton, and Cartola, from Mangueira.

- Noel, from Vila Isabel. - A hard worker.

You say that because samba isn't putting food on the table...

is it, professor?

- Professor, what's your real name? - Why?

I've been working on a construction job, we need a hard worker...

and I thought of you.

You need a hard worker? Talk to Nilton!

Shame on you, Noel!

Study to be a doctor or start making some money.

What's up, mom?

Just what I said! To help your father...

who works hard so far away from home to support you.

I'm okay.

Don't worry, ma'am, the show'll be over early.

All the 'Tangarás' have other jobs go to school. We're not bums.

The day we headed south It was to show the worid

How Tangarás can sing

The tombs for my family I made Had a customer a day to be buried

And in my turn, when I popped off Although they were new

Not one place was left

We're the 'Tangarás'. Thank you and good night.

Sorry.

What's up, Noel?

It doesn't look good you being up on stage with that long face.

- The music... - What? Is it out of tune?

Forget it.

I'm a poet.

Tell me a poem then.

The cock is the daddy of all...

Comforter of pussies and cunts

The soul of arseholes And the heart of the minge

Your mother's best friend He's my father, your father

Father of the sonnet Father of the motherfucker!

Very good! Excuse me...

This guy's filthy, I don't like him.

Is that any way to treat a lady, Papagaio?

Father!

You've grown! You look good!

Martha...

- I'm back empty-handed. - Let's lucky the nursery is doing OK.

Don't worry, dad. We'll be alright.

That's good, because I don't intend to be an employee anymore.

From now on I'm going to dedicate myself to what really matters:

My inventions.

Sure!

But you're going to look for another job, right?

I've spent a long time alone. I've had lots of ideas.

Let's my duty to develop them...

especially now the Americans are broke.

Brazil has a chance in the industrial culture.

But develop what, Neca?

I have solutions, Martha. For problems that don't even exist!

In the future, the big cities will invade the seas...

and I have an invention that'll transform transportation...

the aquatic bicycle!

BRAZIL'S NATIONAL ANTHEM

Today I'm jumping like a frog

To see if I can escape These damn vultures

I'm already covered in rags

I'll end up truly naked

My coat has turned to stuffing, And I ask: Which clothes?

Which clothes should I wear

To the samba you invited me to?

Which clothes should I wear

To the samba you invited me to?

Lately I haven't been partying

Coz money's been hard to come by

You're leaving?

Even though I'm quite the lad

I ain't got nothing to spend

- Is it cold? - Do you think I serve warm beer?

Which clothes should I wear

To the samba you invited me to?

Which clothes should I wear

To the samba you invited me to?

But the first bar is just like the national anthem.

But that's the point, Almirante... So, let's release it for carnival?

But we've already agreed to record Braguinha's song.

From now on I'm going to be different

I'll start to go to work

Because I want to Smarten myself up...

And I'll treat you rough

So that I can get better

Because this life it ain't so easy And I ask: Which clothes?

Which clothes...

let's an interesting samba.

But if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment.

See you, Papagaio.

Don't worry.

Cartola lives right there. We're close, come on.

Don't worry.

I think medicine is my destiny.

This samba of yours...

could have come from one of the lads from Mangueira or Estácio.

From any good samba musician.

Very good. I'll buy it.

He liked.

This samba will make the carnival.

OK. Sold!

Lately I haven't been partying

Coz money's been hard to come by

Even though I'm quite the lad

I ain't got nothing to spend

Which clothes should I wear

To the samba you invited me to?

Which clothes should I wear

To the samba you invited me to?

In a deck of cards lies my game And my downfall lies in the bottle!

I'm in a bad way, Doctor.

I've got a really bad hangover.

Take it easy, Noel.

You need to rest a lot.

Take this medicine.

You'll see, iet's nothing.

5 YEARS LATER

NOEL ROSA WINS CARNIVAL COMPETITION AGAIN

Your friends doing alright for himself...

Do you want to bet I can get these two over to the table in a flash?

I don't doubt it!

Excuse me.

How are you, ladies?

You're stepping into the birthplace of samba.

Chico, you know that tune Ismael played you yesterday?

- I liked it a lot. - Thanks.

Could you follow me?

This tune is worth at least 100 thousand réis, don't you think?

Waiter!

But for a one-off tune you pay more than double.

On the other hand, those months when you don't compose...

or I don't record, I pay the same...

How was carnival? What's your name?

- Linda. - Noel.

I think of myself as someone who pays up, even when I don't have to.

If you could increase the monthly payment just a little, it would help.

How much?

Thirty percent.

Let's not worth it for me.

Out of friendship. I can consider 10 percent.

At least pay the bill for the guys today!

And mine too!

Working class muse!

You're too cute to work in a factory...

When I hear the factory whistle, I think of you.

Such a shame you pretend not to see me...

We're going home, ok?

What a surprise! How did you find me here?

You told me you worked at a factory.

Is it yours?

I borrowed it.

Do you want to go for a ride?

- No. - Please.

Get in and I'll take you to your castle, princess.

OK.

Ready?

Noel, you have to take me home.