"FRIENDSHIP" "A feeling of affection, tenderness and sympathy for someone" "LOVE" "A feeling of total dedication from someone to another" "PASSION" "A feeling taken to a high degree of intensity, surpassing reason" "LUST" "A sexual feeling for somebody" "It's always like this at first." "You can't tell one co/or from another." "A low sound from a high-pitched one." "Nothing is defined." "It's hard to tell Whether people are laughing or crying." "You must to create some kind of method." "Concentrate, focus on one sole point and, carefully, set it apart from the rest." "And like a hidden camera, after separating the part from the whole you'll understand" "who are the characters of your story." "THE THREE" " How's it going?" " How it's going?" " Somebody inside?" " Yeah." " Are you waiting for long?" " A bit." " Is this the bathroom?" " Yeah." " Are you waiting for long?" " A bit." "Alright if I go in before you guys?" " Alright." " No way." " You sure are polite." " Where do you think you are?" "And what if we all went in together?" " Together?" " Together?" "Why not?" "You shy or something?" "So'?" "What you guys majoring in?" "Communications." " Me too." " That makes three of us." "Actually, I wanted to study drama, but didn't make the grades." "I tried for journalism." "I tried law, architecture philosophy too." "But what did you want?" "I wanted to come to Sao Paulo Get away from my folks' house." "I was dying to get away from that God-forsaken hole." "There's more cows and chickens there than people." "Jeez, that makes three of us again." "All I could think was to get away and move to São Paulo." " What are you doing?" " Let's take a picture." " In the bathroom?" " This is a historical moment." "Or does it happen to you every day?" "Come on." "I think we should be going." "Leave, why?" "Why don't we just sleep here?" " Why don't we just live here?" " That wouldn't be a bad idea," "Better than living with the friend of my grandmother's aunt's cousin." "You're living with a friend of your grandmother's aunt's cousin?" "Yeah, or is it a friend of my aunt's cousin..." "I only know that it's the closest person to my family living here in Sao Paulo Where are you living?" "I just got here, my things are still in the car." " The Beetle?" " Yeah." " The green one?" " Yeah!" " And you?" " What about me?" "Where you living?" "I got this great place to live." "It'd fit in two more with no sweat." "Where is it?" "I think it's, like, maybe there, or over there..." "I don't know, somewhere out there." " Are you serious?" " About what?" "About us living there?" "You sure this is the Way?" "This place is Weird." "Of course I am." "You think I don't know Where I live?" "Don't be stupid, Cazé." "Are you lost or not?" " A bit." " Nobody gets a bit lost." "Either you're lost or you know where you are." "Now you are a philosopher?" "That's not philosophy, it's logic." "Hold it, stop, stop." "It's here, look." "In this ramshackle building?" "Great, isn't it?" "And what's so great about this place?" "It's spacious, near college, and it's real quiet at night." " Nobody lives around here." " I don't want to live here." "The place is probably infested with rats, bats, cockroaches." "I'd rather live in the car." "Yeah, but I'm sure you'd like swimming in the pool." "Pool?" "You're kidding, right?" "It's upstairs." "And what's this here?" "I don't know, it's locked." "And this?" "It's an old storeroom." "It's locked too, no way in." "I get the couch." "There's a room in there." "And somebody can sleep in there." "Inside there?" "And where's the pool?" " The water tank?" " Nice, huh?" "I think we should make a rule." " A rule?" " What rule?" "I think that sex should be out of bounds for us." "What do you mean?" "Why?" "If two of us begin to have an affair the other is going to be left out." "Not even something occasional like?" "Nothing serious?" "No, not even kissing." " Shit, for four whole years?" " Four years will fly by, Cazé." "And if I were to have anything to anyone it'd be with Rafael who is more my type." "Why?" "Well, because he seems to be more sensitive." "He wants to be a writer, I, an actress." "We have more in common." "You don't even know what you want to be." "And if I knew, could we canoodle?" "I think we should think a bit more about this rule thing." "Stop being a crybaby, Cazé." "Me, a crybaby?" "I've never cried in my whole life." "You never cry, you serious?" "Really, some kind of disaster has to happen to make me cry." "I hope I don't see you crying for these four years then." "In those four years the rule Camila invented instead of pulling us apart drew us closer together more and more each day." "Hey, three." "So close that We were known as..." "Hey, three." "..."The three "" "It was like We were glued, stuck, tied together." "Contrary to all laws of physics, We began to occupy the same space." "And this space grew smaller every passing day." "Of course, thousands of things happened in those four years, but the only thing that made any real sense to us were those moments when the three of us seemed to be one." "I think she is in love with me." "Are you crazy?" "Look how she looks at me." " See?" " Yes, I see." "The same way she looks at the clerk, the doorman..." "Are you jealous?" " Don't be ridiculous." " What?" "Ridiculous is this rule of her." "Is that serious?" " What?" " The rule." "It seemed that way." "Do you think we can wait for four years?" "Only if it happens between us two." "Do you want?" "Are you 93)'?" "Of course not." "Never did anything?" "How curious." "I don't know." "Maybe something happened, and you don't want to say." "And with you?" "Only some kisses." "But I was drunk." "Did you like it?" "I don't even remember." "What are you looking?" "Nothing." "At least try to disguise it." "What are you talking about?" " Nothing." " About you." "Me?" "What about?" "Nothing." "We're in love with you." " Cazé!" " Serious?" "You both?" "Just forget about it." "And the relationships We eventually had during that period were just a consequence of the rule." "If it had not existed, there would be no one but us." "The parties in the apartment would have disappeared." "We Wouldn't even need the telephone." "There'd be just us three and period." " Thy will be my queen." " Wait, my lord." "Nothing seemed able to separate us." "I want to tell you something." "I'm pregnant." " Is it on yours?" " No, and there?" "Pregnant?" "Yeah." "But I'll remove it." "Nothing bad can inhabit the temple." "At /east not until when I caught them destroying the pillar of our happiness."" "the rule." "Only then I realized that over time something had always been going on between them." "Rafael?" " What are you doing?" " Nothing." " Let me see." " It's nothing." "Don't be stupid, Rafael." "Let me see." ""A Farewell Poem"" "What's this?" "I'm leaving." "What?" "If you leave, I'm going too." "And me?" "Are you going to leave me all alone?" "Stop following me." "And I Wound up being left out." "Just Waiting for college to finish." "Various cameras are spread throughout the apartment." "All of them recording what goes on inside." "They're in the living room, in the bedroom." "You are a part of these people's intimacy." "Twenty-four hours a day." "You spy in on their lives and identify with them." "For example, I follow this women here." "I can take all the products she is using, her fridge, stove and put them in my shopping cart." "There's this guy here, who's got this great-looking smile." "You can take his toothbrush and put it in your cart." "Upholstery chair, TV, lamp." "It's a mixture of a reality show with an online store." "You watch what they do and buy the products they use." "That's it." "Well, that was the last presentation." "I think everyone here knows that a new phase in your lives is about to begin." "Many of you will be going your own ways, each of you trailing your own paths..." "None of us had the slightest idea of What to do from that day on." "It seemed like the pages of the script We had been following had been torn out." "The only thing We really knew was that We were going to give up the apartment and fend for ourselves." "That's What I did." "I got a job as proofreader in a publishing company in Rio de Janeiro." "A stupid job, but it gave me What I needed most." "Get as far possible from the two." "Hey, hold it you guys, this is Guilherme, one of our alumni." "He saw your presentation and has a pretty strange proposition to make." "What do you guys think about implementing your project?" "With the three of you as participants?" "You want us to let you film us twenty-four hours a day?" "You say that because you don't know our apartment." "With these two jerks staring at the ceiling the whole day?" "Do you really think anybody would be interested in seeing that?" "Yes, I do, enough to think that you all could make some pretty good money." "A salary, the rent, expenses." "You want to pay us to stare at the ceiling?" "Stare at the ceiling, scratching your ears, normal everyday things." "You must be some kind of pervert you want to see us naked." "No, look." "I work for the Milsen Brothers." "The two old geezers?" "Yeah, one of them is my grandfather." "And they're opening a new department." "And this thing about the table dirty with ketchup, towels thrown on the floor..." " Soap bar full of pubes." " Soap bar full of pubes." "The difference is that they'll tell you which brand to use." "The two old fogies." "Now really man, not even I want the life I live." "Neither do I." "And me, much less." "That's exactly what's so cool." "The lives of three bewildered kids." "Confused." "Confused?" "Who said we're confused?" "Oh no?" "What are you then?" "Do you think it's all that bad?" "It's like if our lives were products put up for sale." "I don't want a bunch of strangers staring at me on the Internet." "Camila, you were the one who invented the whole project." "Inventing is one thing." "I don't want my private life to turn into public entertainment." "What do you have to hide?" "It doesn't mean we have something to hide." "No way, Cazé." "Stop that." "Not now." "What do you mean, not now?" "Sad or not, this is a historical moment." "No problem, even I though it is pretty pathetic, but at least we could be together for a while." "OK then." "I'll do it." "What about my job?" "What's the use you trying to learn how to write if you don't have anything to write about?" "You've got to live first." "And that's what I intend to do, if you guys will let me." "It's mine." "You only think about yourself, huh, Rafael." "You want to be a writer, so go ahead and write that stupid farewell poem and beat it." "Here." "Idiot." "What you Want?" "Read your stupid poem?" "No, there isn't going to be any poem." "Really?" "For sure?" "Yeah!" "What are you doing?" "This sofa is in a bad position." "Your backs will be facing the camera." "The sun will be shining right in our face." "Take it easy, Rafael." "Who's going to want to watch our backs?" "Didn't he say he wanted our lives exactly the way they are?" "Can't we change it a little?" "Or do you think the back of your neck is your best angle?" "Raise that camera, please." "Are you putting everything up there?" "I can't reach them." "It'll look even better, you stretching up on your tiptoes." "Shows your body." "And besides, nobody will see any of the products." "What is everyone supposed to buy?" "Cut it, Cazé." "Cut it." "Bedroom, kitchen, living room, bathroom." "Good luck." "Hey, hey, hold it." "Is everything all ready?" "Is that it?" "Yeah." "And what do we do now?" "You go in and pretend everything is normal like I'd never been here, and that the cameras don't exist." " Right, so I'll light up a joint." " Okay." " And I'll watch porn on TV." " Okay." "What you do is your problem." "The result of what you do is mine." "Shit, Cazé." "Shit no, fucking historical moment." "Have these kids been coached on What to do, What to say?" "No, they are free to do whatever they want." "And we're paying them to do whatever they want to?" "Yes, we're paying them for what they have most dear." " And what's that?" " Their intimacy." "Great intimacy." "Do you really think anybody is going to expose their intimacy?" "There are things you can't hide." " Like what?" " I don't know." "Feelings for example." "I'd just hire a celebrity full of feelings and put him on the site talking about just how good our products are, period." "Can you see if we've sold anything already on the site?" "Of course." "Nothing so far, it'll take a while..." "How long?" "I don't know, at least a week." "So that's how long you've got then." "Good night." "Good night." "What's that?" "Rise and shine guys." "I'm going to the market." "The same old doldrums?" "Lots of intimacy being exposed?" "You sell anything yet?" "All we've sold so far on the site is a can opener." "One great idea." "It's him." "Hi Guilherme..." "Where are we?" "We came to buy something to eat." "Right..." "I get you, right." "OK, bye." "What'd he say?" "He said that things weren't looking very good." "What do you mean?" "Nobody is watching." "They're not selling anything." "We're going to be canceled." "He said "canceled"?" "We're going to be "canceled"?" "Weird, huh?" "I've been canceled before by a couple of girls." "Well, I think it's over for good now." "I think we should celebrate." "Celebrate?" "Yeah, celebrate the end of this stupid project." "For sure." "Rafael, recite that farewell poem of yours." "Since we're going to leave, we might as well go in style." " I haven't finished it yet." " Improvise it, use this down-in-the-dumps feeling for inspiration." "No way." "Why?" "Because it's about us." "What we all went through these past four years." "We've got to finish this story the same way it began." " How's that?" " With a party." "My two men." "It's a shame you aren't both one." "You jealous?" "Stop acting like some fag." "Who is it?" "It's the man." "This time in the morning?" "Fantastic idea." "A love triangle." "The site almost collapsed we had so many hits." "He thinks we had sex." "Who?" "The three of us?" "He lost his marbles?" "Love triangle?" "Are you crazy?" "What'll my parents think?" "They live out in the boondocks." "What our clients are going to think?" "They don't have to think, they have to keep buying." "I've never seen so many people visiting the site." "I don't have anything against it." "Better than those doldrums with nothing happening." "At least it's a story worth looking into." "It's like we were putting on a play." "You just have to pretend you're on stage." "I play a role on the stage." "What's the difference from the apartment?" "You can make-up a different way of talking, act differently, you can even change your name." "Oh yeah?" "Limp, have a southern accent and call myself Imelda?" "Or Joana maybe, have a nervous tic and stutter." "Take your pick." "The character who lives in this apartment walks like me, talks like me and answers to a name just like mine." " She is me." " That's bullshit." " Bullshit?" " Real bullshit." "If we are a love triangle, I'll have to kiss Rafael?" "Alright then." "A technical kiss." "Like on the movies." "What a kiss." " And what about your kiss?" " What kiss?" "Well, is this or is this not a triangle?" "I'm not going to be the only pervert screwing two guys." "Okay" "You crazy?" "Back off." "Don't you want to be a writer?" "Don't you want to be an actress?" "We write, we enact, we direct." "We can make up whatever we want." "And we can go on living together." "Alright, but take it easy on those kisses." "You guys sure?" "Okay" "Living room camera, bedroom camera..." "So try to look sad at least." "Is that supposed to be a sad face?" "That doesn't look sad at all." "Do you need some kind of tragedy to look sad too?" "We'll do the scene anyway." "It's all a bit too melodramatic." "That scene where we all grope each other..." "Everything can't just be good times and fun." "Sadness sells too." "Conflict and all..." "Let's do it." "I want to remove that smile from you face." "I thought that I loved you, but I was wrong." "I'm jealous because you have all I want..." "All you Want?" "You're crazy?" "What do I have that you don't?" "You know What I mean." " Where are you going?" " Let me go." "Rafael, Wait." "Look like you're sad." "Just look at the jerk's sad face." "He just can't do it, really." "Now listen." "Go on back, slowly." "Give Cazé a tender look." "Draw closer little by little." "Kneel down beside him." "Touch him on the hair first." "Then, slide your hands down to his face." "Draw your face up close to his." "And kiss him." "You get that?" "Go." "Do I really have to kiss?" "A scene like this without a kiss doesn't make sense." "Are you guys living me alone?" "Your sad face was horrible." "BACKPACKS ARE SOLD OUT" "TVs ARE SOLD OUT" "VIDEO GAMES DOUBLE THE SELLS" "OK, Rafael." "Beat it." "Let him stay, Cazé." "This mattress is too small for us." "You don't have to shove me." "Get out of here." "And come back before dawn so nobody will notice." "You guys expecting anyone?" " Good morning, Dona Eulália." " Good morning." "Come in?" "But I want you to leave first." "What?" "I want you and your friends, or whatever they are, out of here by tomorrow." "I thought it..." " Who is she?" " The landlord." "...but I never thought it would be as weird as all this." " Calm down." " I am." "If not I would've come with the police." "Why the police?" "To put an end to this indecency." "You all have till tomorrow to leave." "The party is over." "Tuning in early, huh?" "What are you going to do about this eviction problem?" "Eviction?" "The owner of the apartment has told them to leave." "They are desperate." "They don't have a clue of what to do." "Fuck." " What did he say?" " He said "fuck"and went away." "What do We do now?" "I don't know, she is really pissed-off." "Let's offer to pay more." "And you think that'll be enough?" "If it's a lot of money, yes." "Piles and piles of dollars." "Don't exaggerate, Rafael." "A little exaggeration never hurt anybody." "Why don't you kill me?" "I'm a perfect victim." "At drama class, where Cazé found me, we always rehearse that because old characters always wind up dying." "Want to see?" "That's of natural cause." "A little farfetched I think." "It'll turn into a daytime drama." "We can't just create characters without having the whole story." " It's him." " Our owner?" "Fine." "If it was our idea?" "It was them." "They made up this so-called landlord?" "Exactly." "None of it is true." "What for?" "To get everyone worried." "Just like you did." "A strategy to increase the number of hits." "So they're making up characters?" "Don't we have any say?" " No." " And why not?" "And what if one of them had some kind of psychological problem?" "Depression, anguish, suicidal tendencies?" " What for?" " To spice up the drama a bit." "If it were up to me, I'd paint the whole apartment red." "We're not going to change the apartment." "And why don't we change the girl?" "Or get her a friend?" "I think their relatives should get involved." "Their relatives in the apartment?" "And why not?" "What kind of intimacy is this?" "We don't know who they are, where they came from, what team they root for, if they're left-wing, right-wing?" "If they've got a father, a mother?" "And the eviction?" "Right, there's the eviction." "That's their problem." "They're the ones who made it all up, let them deal with it." "Pick it up, Rafael." "Carlos José" " It's her." " I think so." "I'll talk to her." "We got solve it." " We're not solving anything." " Be quiet." "Punks!" "I'll be back with the police." "She's gone!" "Let me settle this." " Hi." " Hi." "What can I do for you?" "I'm Bárbara, Camila's cousin." "What are you doing here?" "I need a favor." " How are you?" " I'm fine." "And what's with all the luggage?" "Hey cousin, I left home." "Do you think I could stay here until I find a place to stay?" "Hi, Barbara." "Of course." "Come on in." "Let me help you." " This is Rafael." " Pleasure." "Don't you get tired of doing the same thing every night?" "No." "But, don't you get horny lying in bed with them?" "No." "And here with me?" "What about it?" "Doesn't it get you horny?" "What's the matter?" "Rafael's not here." " What?" " He didn't come back." "Shit, the jerk is going to blow everything." "So'?" "He's with Barbara." "Have they woken up yet?" "Looks like they didn't even go to sleep." "What's wrong?" "You jealous?" "Me?" "No, why?" "Are you?" "You crazy, Camila?" "'What'd I be jealous about'?" "And what if you had some kind of jealous fit?" "What?" "What do you mean, fit?" "Make a scandal, you know." "What are you doing, Camila?" "You're leaving." " What, Camila?" " What are you doing?" "Those are my things, Camila." "What are you doing?" "You freaking out?" "You never did get it, did you, Rafael?" "Get what?" "How much I love you?" "Are you really serious?" "I've been in love with you this whole time too." "What are you doing, Rafael?" "Get out of my way, Camila." "Where you going, man?" "You got your camera on you?" "So save it in your memory." " Hi." "Got a room?" " Sure do." "What?" "I think I know you from someplace." "Just your impression." " Can I use the computer?" " Sure." "He wants us to go there." "Didn't he say anything else?" "He just said he wanted to meet everyone, period." " And the proposition?" " Don't know." " He wants me to become a member?" " Stop asking." "I'm only asking because he won't give me an answer." "What took you so long?" "Everybody is waiting." "Where's Rafael?" "He disappeared." "But couldn't he have come just today?" "They want to meet everybody." "Dressed up as a pirate?" "They cant' find out he hasn't really disappeared." "OK right, OK." "You're right." "Here they are." "We have a little surprise." "A giveaway for those who spend more than one hundred on the site." "Of course, I need your authorization, but with the sum they're willing to pay for this," "I doubt any of you will refuse." "And me?" "Who knows in the future, Bárbara." "And what do we do now?" "I don't know, we just have to find Rafael." "Yeah, but where?" "Where you going?" "It's fifteen floors down." "Why don't you put someone else?" "They want Rafael." "What's so special about him?" "I know at least fifteen guys who are like him." "That homeless-dog look, hair always a mess, slow drawl, sensitive." "As easy as your role, Cazé, all audacious, and confident." "As easy as playing Camila's role." "Role?" "Yeah, or you going to tell me this untamable aura of yours is natural?" "OK, alright." "I won't say anything more." "But, to play Rafael's role is really easy." "What are you doing?" "I'm cleaning, this apartment is always such a mess." "Where's Cazé?" "I don't know, he sure ain't here." "What are doing wearing Rafael's shirt?" "It was in the room and I just put it on." "Camila." "Look Who's back." "Isn't this great?" "What?" "He's a little tired." "He haven't eatten." "But finally he's come home." "It's just for a while." "Until Rafael comes back." "You think he's coming back knowing somebody is in his place?" "Someone who doesn't even look like him." "I don't think he looks like him either." "Barbara said he was like him." "It was her idea?" "Yeah, I think he's her boyfriend or..." "Guys, the Cover is full of great ideas." " Who?" " The Cover." "Rafael's cover." "He's out sight." "Much better than the old Rafael." "Let's go hear the guy's ideas." "I don't want to hear any ideas at all." " What's wrong, Camila?" " I just don't." "C'mon guys, he's all by himself." "Do whatever you want, but don't count on me." "Aren't you coming?" "Enough, Cover." "Beat it." " What was that?" " It might be the cover." "What are you doing?" "Promise me you'll stay here?" "How do I get in touch with the cops?" "Some thieves have broken into my friend's house." "I told you not to leave the room." " He was going to kill you." " He wasn't." "I was going throw him out." "Forget it." "Everything is fine." "I'm sorry." "Open the door, Camila." "I told you not to go out." "Open the door." "Open it, Camila." "Look at me, Camila." "I'm sorry, really." "I'm sorry." "Open the door, let's talk." "Where are going?" "Where are you going, Camila?" "What did I tell you?" "Not to leave the room." "Open it." "Open the door." "Open the door." "Camila, look at me." "Open the door, and let's talk." "Where are you going?" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Were you watching us?" "Rafael?" "You awake?" "Yeah." "Can I ask you something?" "When you told me you loved me, were you telling the truth?" "Were you or not?" "Yeah." "And in that night I realized that for us to stay all together, all I needed to do was to break the rule." "What do you think he's doing now?" "With all this drama we'll be selling only handkerchief and vodka." "Where's all the youth vibe?" "We've had booze, sex, infidelity and now violence." "I think we've got to put an end to this adventure." "I think we've gotten all we could out of this project." " Guilherme, it's over." " What?" "Go set up some kind of happy ending." "Something that will make everyone happy with lots of good memories." " Good morning." " Police." "We want to know what happened here last night." "Where's the guy who lives here?" "Him?" "Nothing happened at all." "Wasn't there a burglary here last night?" "Yeah, but the guy wasn't able to get anything," "I mean, he wasn't even..." "You'd better come with us." "To go where?" "Don't argue, get moving." "No need to get violent." "And the burglar that was here last night?" "Is he your buddy?" "All this shit that goes on in here, is it all true?" "Or just a bunch of lies, huh, pure fiction." "I bet you he doesn't even know himself." "Your arm hurting?" "Really hurting, for real?" "Here's the deal." "Go away." "You disappear." "Beat it." "What are you guys doing here, man?" "These two cops started threatening me, told me to disappear..." "That I was some kind of a plague and I didn't know the difference between reality and fiction." "It was you, wasn't it?" "Come on in." "And so guys, where to now?" "Anywhere is fine with me." "As long as there's a mattress big enough for all of us." "What's this?" "It's the book Rafael is writing." " Book?" " Yeah." "A sort of fictional biography about our relationship." "Fiction biography?" "That doesn't exist man." "It's always the same in the beginning." "You can't tell one co/or from another." "A /ow sound from a high-pitched one." "Faces mesh into tattooed necks, hair mingles in with ears..."