Extreme Happiness (A Suprema Felicidade)

"Things past, not the best, will last."

Carlos Drummond de Andrade

Paulinho!

Paulinho, son, wake up!

- The war's over, Paulinho! - I don't want to!

- Wake up, my dear! - I don't want to wake up!

- The war's over, son! - I don't want to wake up!

Leave me alone!

- No, leave me alone! - Viva!

Viva, the war's over!

Viva Brazil, viva!

Viva Brazil!

The war's over!

RAMALHO FILMES PRESENTS

THE SUPREME HAPPINESS

A FILM BY ARNALDO JABOR

Sell your newspapers...

Sell your old newspapers...

magazines and books...

Sell your newspapers!

Sell your newspapers...

- Hello Dona Sofia, morning. - Hello Joaquim.

- How are you? - Fine.

- And the Captain? - He's fine.

I brought these magazines, aren't they lovely?

- Wait a minute. - Alright.

All right at school, son?

13 YEARS OLD - Yes.

Look at this doll, Joaquim.

- Old, isn't it? - Yes, from the war, it's German...

used to belong to my mother.

Sell your newspapers...

Sell your old newspapers...

magazines and books...

Sell your newspapers...

Look Bené, the likely lads.

You boys...

- look happy, or are you just gay? - Wow.

- Hello there! - Hi Bené.

How about you, darling, sweet or savory?

She's real sweet, Bené.

Hardly, I just get the scary types.

Alfredinho, they don't like men sucking up to them.

I just love romantic men.

- Alfredinho! - Your mother.

- Come in for lunch! - Coming mom!

Alfredinho, been banging away huh?

Me? Why?

- What's the guy's name? - Come on!

Been banging away too?

- Come here! - I'm here, love.

Hey Bené! I'm out of gas.

Give me a push from behind?

Yeah, sure.

- Got you, Bené! - I got you!

Go on, shoot! What a loser!

Look at him!

Oh, so now he thinks he's Didi. Jerk!

What's up, you little fag? What's up?

Go pick on someone your own size, you coward.

Piss off!

Morning, are you all right?

This way.

God bless you, son.

God bless you, son.

God bless you.

- Your blessing, Father. - Bless you.

Your blessing, Father.

- Your blessing, Father. - God bless you.

God bless you.

Your blessing.

- Your blessing, Father. - Bless you.

- Hail, hail, hail Mary - Nice and orderly!

Hail, hail, hail Mary

"Hail holy Queen, mother of mercy!

Our life, our sweetness and our hope.

To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve.

To thee do we send up our sighs in this valley of tears.

Turn then, most gracious Advocate...

thine eyes of mercy towards us.

And after this our exile show unto us Jesus."

8 YEARS OLD - Rats ate people...

the starved came from the swamp region.

The mystery of the she-rat, panic at the ranches.

- Only the Shadow can... - Paulinho!

- What is it, mom? - Paulinho!

- Today, 10 p.m... - Your father, son...

your father's here.

The new jets are coming!

- Hi, son. - Hi dad!

- Hi darling. - Hi darling.

Shooting Star, jets like shooting stars...

ten 50mm machine guns...

five rockets and a 900kg bomb!

Top speed 500 miles an hour...

go fly, son!

F80's, I'm going to fly the F80, hon!

That's marvelous!

Well, it's better than the Vampire...

remember the Vampire...

- You'll be promoted! - Which dived like this...

And me too.

- I've got news! - Dive, an inacredible dive!

I'm looking for a job.

Hon, I've got to work...

I've got to work. Paulinho's turning 8.

Remember when we met...

I was the best secretary...

Son, I was the best secretary...

at the Industry Workers Institute, right?

- Right. - I'm so happy...

we're all growing in this home, everyone...

me, you, Paulinho.

We can travel, hon, to the USA...

we can earn money together!

I'm so happy!

Don't talk nonsense, darling...

you don't need to work.

I want you home with my son.

Paulinho needs you.

We have time.

Turn down that radio!

Let's have dinner.

Have dinner served.

Have dinner served, Sofia.

Lurdes! You can serve dinner!

Oh, I love that song.

Are the stars out tonight?

I don't know If it's cloudy or bright

Cause I only have eyes For you, dear

The moon may be high

But I can't see a thing In the sky

Cause I only have eyes For you

And I only have eyes For you

You ever thought of becoming a movie actress?

Oh sure, as if.

Oh but you could, of course you could.

What about you, flying solo now?

- Sure. Even doing acrobatics. - Yeah?

Yes, I fly down... flying from high up...

with the wind... like in the movies...

- Sure, I saw "Hell's Angels". - Really?

Yeah, but I prefer romantic movies.

Did you see "Wuthering Heights" at the Odeon?

You bet I did, it's wonderful!

Really?

Remember when Cathy snubs him...

at the chic party...

just because he's a stable boy...

- but then she regrets it. - She runaway...

- She stands before the mirror... - Yes...

Exactly. With remorse, right?

Yeah, she tears herself...

she tears her party clothes...

and starts crying...

I cried too, then she runs after him...

"Forgive me, Heathcliff, make...

the moors never change and you and I...

- never change", remember? - I do.

He tells her: "The moors and I will never change, Cathy".

And she says: "No matter what I ever...

do or say, this is me now...

standing on this hill, this is me forever!"

"This is me forever!"

It's beautiful!

Yes... so beautiful.

The soup's too salty, it's inedible.

And you, why don't you want me to work?

I don't want you on the street.

When we married I had to break off...

all my friendships...

I couldn't even thank them...

for my wedding presents.

I couldn't! -What about you?

I came home excited, with such great news...

and you paid no attention, Sofia.

Hold your spoon properly.

That's enough, I have to go out.

Where are you going now?

A meeting. With the brigadier.

But you're never home.

- I've got to go. - Where are you going?

A meeting with the brigadier.

The brigadier, this late?

Sofia, did you hear anything I said?

Somthing? Anything?

I'm not repeating it 200 times...

you're not going to work!

You hear? You're not working!

Brigadier, like hell!

Who are you going to meet?

- Oh don't start that. - Who is it?

Tell me!

Son! Oh, son.

My little boy. Your father, he's like that...

but he's a decent, honest man, hardworking.

A wonderful father and husband, right?

Right, my angel?

Darlings! Grandma's here!

Oh mummy.