Good Luck (Boa Sorte)

"Boa Sorte" (2015) AKA "Good Luck"

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Age?

17.

Height?

1.68m.

Weight?

57kg, I guess.

What?

57kg.

John...

Do you usually feel tremblings,

irritability, a knot in your throat, nausea?

Do you worry about wars?

Earthquakes?

No, I don't.

Do you like arriving early at parties?

Do you repeatedly do the same things?

You need to learn how to relax...

Great.

Welcome, John.

GOOD LUCK

- Even in here you make his bed? - He doesn't do it right.

These sheets are good...

I bought them when he was little and still no holes.

- There's no power in here. - Unacceptable, we'll complain.

We're paying too much for him not to have electricity.

This is a good bed, better than mine...

Ours is old.

Some fresh air.

Let's organize his closet.

No, let's go.

It's not that bad, there's a good view, look.

I have to go, Ana.

"Sertraline hydrochloride."

"Recommended for: treatment of depression symptoms,

including depression followed by anxiety symptoms

for patients with or without a maniac history;"

"Treatment of PTSD;"

"Treatment of social phobia or social anxiety disorder."

Hi.

What are you?

What do you mean?

Drug addict, schizophrenic...

Drug addict.

Lucky me.

What's your drug?

Anxiety pills.

Which one?

Frontal.

Frontal is nice... With vodka it's even better.

- I prefer Rivotril. Tried it? - No.

- You only take pills? - Yep.

I've tried everything.

Alfagin, Fluxerin...

All of those anxiety pills.

Let's make a list: Valium, Lexotan, Vorax...

Weed, cocaine, ecstasy, LSD, MDMA...

I injected myself...

Really?

- What now? - Now I'm going to die.

Why?

Do you need more than that?

Are you sick?

HIV positive, Hep C, my liver can't handle the meds anymore.

For a while, no one knew if a virus was an organic being,

they thought it was a crystal.

Because a living being, even the lamest one,

a bacteria, a fungus... It can reproduce. But not a virus.

A virus needs another living being's DNA.

It's an alien. An invader.

Probably came to this planet on a meteorite.

Viruses don't know I exist, I'm only food for them.

That's why I'm going to die.

How long do you still have to live?

I don't know. What about you?

I don't know.

Want some?

What's that?

- Diazefest. - What's that?

It's like Diazepan,

you let it dissolve under your tongue. Want it?

How did you get this?

- Marcos. - Who?

The nurse.

Why did he get you this?

We have a deal.

Although a bottle of wine and a joint would be nice.

Nothing better than Diazepan with a joint and good wine.

5 o'clock!

We have to go back in.

I can get you some Frontal.

Really? How?

It doesn't matter.

I can get it. Come inside.

I want Frontal.

Frontal? Why the change?

I like trying new things.

Frontal's not for you.

You won't feel a thing.

It's not for me.

I don't want any trouble.

- Yes, you do... - No, I don't want trouble.

Yes, you do...

You love it.

I'll see what I can do, OK?

You won't regret it.

Cream cheese.

Cottage.

Parmesan.

What is it?

"Pick Your Cheese".

I got this from the library.

The author matches personalities to types of cheese.

Some are like Cheddar, Mozzarella, Provolone...

- It's a best-seller. - Right...

If I compared people to cheese,

and said "Life's a cheese",

I bet they'd change my medicine.

But this guy wrote a book about it,

he gives lectures and everyone likes it.

I love this.

Look at this beautiful day! So beautiful!

Fresh air, tranquility...

The silence.

Listen...

And a pharmacy full of drugs!

There's my family coming.

The one in the red skirt.

We always use more of the white paint.

Thanks, grandma.

They increased the fee again, can you believe it?

Really?

Really!

I don't know how much longer I can afford...

I just want you to be well.

You're so beautiful...

You've always been.

Just like your mother.

I'm nothing like my mother.

Your mouth...

Your eyes...

Maybe her personality...

There's no denying that.

Then again, with everything I've already done in my life...

Look what I found.

Here, child.

You used to love that dog.

You loved him. What was his name?

His name was "Dog".

- Don't you want to keep it? - No.

I have to go.

Won't you stay for the doctor's appointment?

I can't today.

You can't...?

Or you don't want to?

I know I wronged you, child, I did.

I wronged your mother.

Your mother wronged you.

You... I always did everything for you.

I sacrificed myself...

So many times...

I heard about something you did in here.

Hanging underwear to dry on your window?

- This is not a prison. - It isn't?

How would you know?

At least in here he washes his underwear.

But that's not right. We pay for them to wash his clothes.

They were taking too long. I ran out of underwear.

I'll complain to the coordinator.

- It's too expensive. - Enough, Ana...

Am I lying? I was shocked with the bill!

Do you know how much for some chocolate? R$8,00!

R$8,00 for chocolate is absurd! Right?

Isn't it time for the appointment?

I don't know.

- You don't know? - I don't.

You should know, shouldn't you?

I just want my son back, the way he was.

John...

Did you hear what your father said?

This is very important.

You need to tell us what's happening.

It's the best way we can help you.

I've already lost hope.

He'll have to get out of here and take care of his life,

because I'm just his mother, that's all I am to him.

This therapy is meant for the parents, not for us.

The parents come, they cry a little,

then hold hands to other parents who are worse than them

and then they feel better, and think they helped us.

Hey! Too late...

Good, thank you.

Here you go, darling.

Who's next, who's next...?

Give me this.

We're not getting enough champagne,

can you do something about that?

No, that one's mine. This is yours. No, wait...

Can you get me another one?