Underground Game (Jogo Subterrâneo) (Jogo Subterrâneo)

Paraiso.

Get off at Se.

Take the red line...

up to Republica.

Nina?

Nina.

UNDERGROUND GAME

Is it you, Nina?

No.

It wasn't you.

I feel like I've seen you before in one of those old pictures.

Maybe it's you, Sofia.

That's it Sofia. Don't even think about getting off here.

It's now, Sofia.

When the train leaves the tunnel, you'll get up.

It's now.

Excuse me.

The green line, Sofia.

The green line, Sofia.

GREEN LINE EXIT

A smile to forget your sorrows.

- What the hell? - I'm sorry.

I thought you were somebody else.

What's the matter with you?

No, take it easy.

Silvia. Is it your smile, or your hands?

Not yet, Silvia.

No, Victoria.

Sorry.

Sweetie, lady's earring.

Mommy's earring.

Mommy's ring.

Victoria's ring.

Victoria, don't!

Calm down.

Calm down, Victoria. Calm down, sweetheart. Stop it, Victoria!

Easy now. It's going to be all right. It's over.

Calm down, Victoria. Everything's all right now.

I'll give you an earring just as beautiful as that one.

Okay? Look at mine.

Look, here.

Take a look.

Now Victoria and mommy are going home.

Victoria is going to give me her hand... Hand!

And we're going to leave here together.

Okay?

We took you out of your way.

Victoria wanted me to get off here.

Didn't you, Victoria?

Not a whole one left to tell the tale.

And all because of those earrings.

More tea?

When she was born, she was very quiet. I went to the doctors.

Nobody can explain it.

They say autistics live in a world of the own...

unaware of how to love or be loved.

But I don't believe that.

- Victoria! - It's okay. It's alright.

It was my mother's.

Nobody plays the piano here.

I don't know how to thank you.

Get the piano tuned.

I don't know how to tell you. It was the way he said it.

- What? - He said that...

Blurt it out!

He said I was driving him crazy. Oh, my God, forget it.

Typical of you. The guy is crazy for you.

And you, playing dumb.

I've never done that thing.

Now it's your turn, Laura.

That's why he wants you.

He looked at my mouth and I wanted to...

You want to play hard to get...

- It's not about wanting... - What do you mean?

Some things you can't choose.

I'm not sure I want to get involved.

I only do what I want.

Be careful!

That's what happens for snooping in people's lives.

Those two on the train. I wanted to know the end of the story.

I wasn't paying attention.

Yes, you were looking at me.

You were following me.

No, I was watching you. I thought you were smiling at me.

Soft hand, slender fingers...

feels like a woman's hand.

- What's your face like? - My face?

- Yeah, your forehead? - Well, I think it's wide.

- Your eyes? - Dark.

Not big or small.

I don't know. I'm not ugly, but I'm not handsome either.

You are handsome.

I'll walk you up to the street.

- Who said I was leaving? - Well, you got off here.

Those women on the train...

Neither of them said what matters: both want the same man.

- How do you know? - I made it up.

Okay. It's not every day you get to meet a blind writer.

He's not just any gambler.

He wants to find the woman of his dreams.

A romantic.

And what is this game he plays?

He predeterminates a route, he chooses a woman...

and hopes she takes the same route.

Why would someone invent such a game?

-He doesn't want to make any more mistakes. -In that way?

Maybe there aren't any others left...

Has it ever worked?

Never.

It's almost impossible...

maybe, like all players, it's the game he wants the most.

Nobody plays to lose.

But if he wins, the game is over.

- I'm getting off. - No, wait !

- And the rest of the story? - You made it up.

In this story I prefer reality.

I won't forgive you if you disappear.

See you around.

See you around...

I had the piano tuned.

What if that woman goes back, looking for her earring?

It's been there for ages.

You should see that office...

people even forget their dentures.

I like it, but it makes me angry.

It's like clothes I can't take off.

With Toni, it'll always be like this:

I end up doing what he wants.

He's a seductive guy, but also very selfish.

When I got pregnant, I had to support the baby all on my own.

Do you still see each other?

Finished!

Is this what you really wanted?

Now you're always going to have me with you.

I wish I had met you in different way

How's that?

If it weren't for Victoria I wouldn't be here.

It was just chance.

So what's the problem? That's the way people meet.

People find each other and lose each other.

Don't forget your jacket.

I'm not going to give you a name; you're the one who's going to tell me yours.

It's you; it has to be...

Two lines...

the same destination.

Now the last step:

Purple line, purple line.

PURPLE LINE BLUE LINE

It's you!

Excuse me.

One return ticket, quickly!

Why are you following me? Tell me! Who sent you?

What do you mean? Nobody sent me.

- Haven't we met somewhere else? - Why?

- Haven't we met somewhere else? - I don't know.

- How come you don't know? - I don't think so.

I wouldn't forget.

- The same destination. - What?

I saw you and I thought: ''The same destination.''

But you were going somewhere else.

Your destination wasn't the same as mine.

Even so, I thought we couldn't just separate this way...

without ever having met.

How romantic...

Forget it.

I still think we've met somewhere before

Really?

Hi. I tried to talk to you.

What did you expect me to do?

Of course I'm mad. I'm scared. I can't even go back home!

I'm not going back there today. I'm not crazy.

No, it's okay. I can handle it.

We'll talk about it later.

You were saying...?

The silence doesn't bother me.

That's good...

It's what I right need now.

- What do you do? - I work in a bar.

Keep playing...

If he played this stuff when the bar was open, he'd get fired.

I liked it.

Is it yours?

No, it's by a guy called Villa-Lobos.

Come on, are you gonna turn snob on me?

I know more than you may imagine.

- I don't imagine anything. - I know.

You have no imagination... or curiosity.

It's just that I don't like to pry in people's live's.

It's a lie.

That's done it...

I swear I didn't mean it.

It's broken!

Broken...

Is there a hotel nearby?

Yeah.

Mine.

I know important guys.

One is the big boss of a recording company.

Maybe I can arrange something for you.

Heavens, what have I got myself into?