Maya

1) The supernatural power owned by gods and demons to create illusions.

2)Hinduism/Buddhism: Concept of illusion, that constitutes the nature of the universe.

Adriana

Dri!

Adriana!

Who's talking?

Who's talking? It's Ícaro, Adriana's boyfriend.

It's Ícaro, Adriana's boyfriend.

Look, I’ll hang up the phone. I don’t want to wake my husband up.

He goes to work very early tomorrow.

I recognize your voice. Did you take any medication?

Listen young man, I’m hanging up.

I don't know any Ícaro and I only have one son. No daughters...

...and definitely not one named Adriana.

Your daughter Adriana, who’s in your beach house in São Sebastião.

I'm with her! Well, I was with her.

She’s missing, she… disappeared.

Are you saying you're in my house? In my beach house?

POLICE STATION SÃO SEBASTIÃO CITY

Ok then, Mr. Ícaro Santos.

Just confess what you’ve drank, smoked and snorted and we can go on from there

For your luck, your case is not that complicated, yet.

You broke into a house but without robbery or damaging anything, as what it seems.

I can let you out with a record, but I need, I demand the truth.

That house belongs to Adriana’s parents and she’s my girlfriend.

They are accusing me of breaking in but they know me.

They know me. Is it some kind of joke? Cos it’s not funny.

Of course it’s not funny. Look, there’s a big holiday coming...

...with tourists come the burglars to commit crimes...

I gotta get prepared for it.

I have a lot to do instead of wasting my time with some lunatic.

They are, they are Adriana's parents!

They fucking aren’t!

I called them. They have an only son named Airton. And never ever saw your face.

But tell me, you got in without a key, nothing. How did you do it?

Ok, if it’s not a joke it must be a nightmare, a nightmare!

And if this is a nightmare, I want Adriana to walk into that door and explain what’s going on!

Please, sit down. Sit down!

Boy, you might have taken some heavy drugs huh? Or you’re probably a psycho.

I’m gonna ask for toxicological exams.

Hey, Raquel?

Call someone to collect a blood sample from this Icaro. Urgent!

Yeah, the thing here is complicated. Yeah.

I, I can prove it. I can prove that I know the couple, the owners of the house.

I can prove that I know their son.

I can give information that no one else would have have but someone close to them.

Really, nowadays? With Facebook, internet and other shit like it.

People make public what they read in their toilet, what would it prove?

That you’ve been investigating, spying and stalking the family, nothing else.

You really don’t believe, do you? You don’t believe that Adriana really exists.

No. You may be innocent.

Maybe she told you it was her house...

She can be a mythomaniac. But if that's the situation, where is she?

I do not know, I do not know, I do not know, I told you that I don't know.

She was in an astral projection and disappeared. Was that.

Oh, what? Spirits from other plans came...

...and took her away from this joke, is it right?

It's not a joke.

Dude, I'll be nice to you.

I’m not gonna lock you up but I’ll leave you there...

...on that couch. It’s much more than a junkie deserves, right?

Meanwhile I’m gonna get your blood sample and investigate this Adriana girl.

But look, there’s a camera here, me and Raquel are keeping an eye on you.

Don’t even think about hanging yourself with your pants or something like that.

Why would I do that?

Psychosis, drugs, walking side by side with suicide attempts.

Now, gimme everything you got about Adriana...

Name, physical description, birthplace, where she went to school, work… and don’t hesitate.

As I told you, I have a lot more to do.

Coffee?

Thanks.

I've got bad news for you.

There are only two possibilities in your case: psychosis or drugs.

Why?

There’s no Adriana Mattos.

At least not your Adriana, according to your description and biography.

Nothing in the system or the web.

None of the contacts you mentioned know anything about Adriana.

And most of them, not even you.

It's not possible. My sister. They were friends!

We contacted your sister. She’s coming over to try to help you

She even asked us not to tell your parents...

Your mom has hypertension or something like that, right?

Yeah.

She didn’t even knew you were here in Sao Sebastião and didn’t know any Adriana...

...or any girlfriend you’ve had since the passing of your ex

...who you dated when lived abroad.

- Clarice. - What?

Clarice. It's the name of my ex who died.

Do you wanna change your testimony, kid?

We have pictures together, online. If you let me use the internet I can show you.

Convinced now? Cos I am.

I do not believe you're innocent or the victim of a mythomaniac girl.

You’re really troubled, kid.

This is all a dream, A very, very bad dream.

A dream

So, everything that happened today

The police station, me, the Raquel

The police car that took you from the house you’ve broken into

It’ll all disappear, like a dream, that’s it?

Maybe not. Maybe not.

Perhaps you are thought-forms accessed by me...

...created by others, in parallel with those we see as truth. IT IS.

Thought-forms?

Yes. You are in the world of ideas.

But there was an origin before them, a cause. And so, a consequence in the physical world.

You are real, Not here, but you're real.

Dude, you really believe in this stuff, don't you? You're really nutts.

Unless, unless her history has been erased.

But why not in me?

Before I decide if I should lock you up in a mental hospital or in jail

or if I let your sister deal with you...

...wanna tell me more about your story with Adriana?

Why would I do that?

The best way to recognize a lie, or to surrender the truth, is making people talk, talk in details.

Maybe you’ll convince me you’re innocent and not someone having fun on our costs.

The snack bar you told us you’ve been many times with Adriana, nobody recognized your picture there.

I can tell. I can tell in details since the day we met

And it was right here in São Sebastião.

And when was that?

A year ago... One year and two months ago.

I had just got my degree in cinema

and came here to research for a film I was planning to make

Well, actually I’m still planning it.

I was alone, bored as hell, without any inspiration, reading on the beach.

Wow! Finally I’m meeting another person who reads this book.

Oh, I found it at the bookstore earlier.

I went there looking for comics and there weren’t any, and I liked the book, the author too.

I’m still trying to figure out about the dreams, that everything is a dream.

Comics? So you're a nerd

You don’t have to be one to enjoy comics, right?

Not if you were about 12 or 13 years old. Not your case, right?

No but I must admit I am a bit of a Peter Pan

But, I'm fine about it. Spielberg’s like this too and we work with the same stuff.

Spielberg? Are you a filmmaker too?

Almost that.

I got me degree a couple years ago, by the countryside

and I’ve got only small jobs and workshops since then. But I do not give up easily.

Yeah, I know what it's like.

I’ve just got my degree in fashion design and got only small jobs for me as well.

I’m actually working as a hostess.

- Hostess? What is it? - People say it’s a fancy name for a door girl.

Sounds cool. Is it here in São Sebastião?

On here? No, there aren’t nightclubs for it.

In Campinas, where I live.

So you're, like, on vacation?

Jeez, a well deserved vacation.

My parents got a house around here and I always come.

This time I’m all by myself but I’m having fun alone.

Wow, a house around here.

Yeah, since I was child.

The mosquitos should know me already. I mean, not the same mosquitos as they have short lives.

But if there’s some kind of mosquito reincarnation, they probably know me.

And what can I expect from the book?

This book. It’s a book by a Spanish physicist.

A kind of updated plagiarism from another book called Holographic Universe.

They’re cool, if you dig the subject.

They’re terrible for religious fanatics, like my parents who are evangelic.

What about you? Are you an atheist?

No, I’m gnostic or agnostic, something like that. What about you?

I would say confused, just like you.

Well, I’m leaving you alone to read your book.

My mother always tells me not to talk to strangers, But I'm stubborn.

Oh, wait there. It's just ...

It's not the first time I've come here...

...I've already been to Ilhabela and I stopped by, but...

I’d like to know if you can advise me of some beaches...

...more obscure ones, I don’t know.

Obscure? Advise or take you there?

Well, I’m not too good with paths, but I got a car, you wouldn’t get too tired.

A Car? How will I know that you’re not a stalker or a psycho?

Well, I’ve once read an article about the professions with larger tendencies to psychopathy...

...and businessmen and lawyers were up there

And us from arts, down there.

I gotta check this article.

I show you.

But just think, how many crimes do you see in the news...

...involving people from the cinema, for example?

Writers, filmmakers, actors? Zero.

But you’re still fresh in this thing, right?

I told her a lie. I knew well São Sebastião and also the beach she took me to.

So, our only realities are made by our own brain...

...as if we took all the signs around us and put them in an internal blender

...projecting out some kind of hologram, having then what we call reality.

According to this theory nothing would be really real.

But what about space and time?

They would not exist.

How come?

They would not exist. What is time after all?

Ah, a measuring system, maybe.

To measure what?

Happenings, events, whatever, the minimum aging of the cells...

...or great social and environmental changes.

The holographic universe is made of images and shadows.

It's complicated to explain, you know, I'm an enthusiast of theory, I'm not a believer.

It's all so crazy.

Yeah, totally. Like Hamlet said

There are more things in heaven and earth Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

Yeah.

And when it's about all of this being a dream...