A German, a Frenchman and an American went for a picnic.
They laid out their food and went for a walk.
When they returned, the food was gone.
The German was indignant and said:
"Whoever ate my sausage will fart all day!"
The Frenchman said: "Whoever drank my wine will sob all day."
Then the American said, "And whoever listened to my cha-cha-cha record...
"will dance the cha-cha-cha all his life!"
Then they saw a mouse going, "Pooh, hic, cha-cha-cha!
Pooh, hic, cha-cha-cha!"
- Would you like some carrot, Nutty? - Thanks, Carol...
but I'd prefer a... hot dog!
Dear God!
Hey, teacher!
Teacher, did you see what he did to me?
NUTTY BOY
Hello? Yes, speaking.
Okay, thanks. I'm on my way.
This just arrived, interesting perhaps. Maybe something like that.
- An urgent call for you. - This person will look after you.
Hello?
Do you want a ball, sir?
One, two, three, four! One, two, three, four!
- One, two, three, four! - Four, three, two, one!
Hey!
- He'll be the death of me! - Relax. It'll be nothing.
- Why call both parents? - Because so many are separated.
They're not used to the boy's tricks yet.
That's why he's so naughty.
- Darling... What happened? - Nothing.
Look at that egg on your head. What happened?
- I bumped into a tree. - A tree...
- What happened? - Nothing serious. Just a fright.
We called you because he passed out.
Better take him home. He needs to rest.
Will you drive us?
Oh, I forgot! The taxi is waiting outside.
- Take care. - Bye, Dad.
Goodbye.
- I'm going to the stall. - Okay.
Do you have the latest edition of the "Reality"? How much?
It's two cruzeiros.
- I want all those comics. - Just choose one.
- I'll have "Pererê", then. - How much?
One cruzeiro.
Irene! I'm home!
I wash the clothes all day
- kiss me at night... - Irene!
My God, the boy's been expelled!
Catch!
Whatever happened to you?
An accident. I knocked over a tree... with my head.
- So you were expelled. - Not yet. I'm hungry!
Any juice? Or guaraná?
- Any cake? Or pudding? - Just juice, Irene,
- or he won't have his lunch. - I'll direct it all by then.
You "digest" your food and "direct" a film. Silly ostrich.
You should take some time off. Go to the farm for a while.
- Your father is good company. - I can't, Irene.
- What about Nutty? - I'll look after him.
- What are you up to? - Magic tricks.
- Tricks? - Just watch.
Go and play, or else rest. You've got a sore head.
- Is this an egg or a chick? - Give me that!
I put the egg into my jacket...
Abracadabra, hocus pocus...
What went into my jacket as an egg comes out as a chick!
You poor thing, your head's much worse.
- Nutty! Didn't you die? - I survived!
That's cool, man!
Did I hurt you?
My blood has gone yellow!
Out of here, or I'll cut off your willies.
- What does "Senta a pua" mean? - Grandpa Finch said...
it was a war cry against the Nazis.
- Whose war cry? - The pilots'.
He was a pilot in World War II.
The second? My uncle said his grandfather was a hero of the First!
- Nobody's perfect. - What are you reading?
- Dirty magazines. - Really?
- Naked women. - Let me see.
- Ever seen it? - Photos.
- No, the real thing. - Girls, you mean?
- No, women! - Only my sister.
- Is your sister hairy there? - She will be when she's older.
Sisters don't count, anyway. I saw my dad naked.
- In a magazine? - No. We shower together.
Gee, these are great!
- Have you seen our new neighbour? - Where's she from?
Dunno, dunno... She's so...
I think she comes from New York.
- Can she speak Portuguese? - No, she's dubbed.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Shirley Valeria." She'll be my girl.
- No way! I saw her first! - She's mine!
- You reckon? - Sure.
Friends forever!
- Is lunch ready, Irene? - I'm about to serve it.
Great! Nosh-up time!
Yay!
Yay, yay.
Did you wash your hands?
- Mum! - Did you?
How boring. You're acting like all the other mothers.
I am a mother like all the other mothers.
All mothers are the same.
Yes, but some are more so than others.
All right. Roberto...
- Roberto? Roberto! - Yes?
His name's Big Mouth, Mum!
Roberto, does your mum know you're here?
- Yes. - Did you ring?
- She won't mind. - Did you tell her?
Okay.
This sucks.
Mum, you're acting like other mums more than usual.
Mum... Nutty's mum asked me to have lunch here, all right?
Yes, at her house. Of course.
I know... Yes, Mum, I know.
I'll chew with my mouth closed.
Yay!
Vegetable soup again?
You're having a bad day, Mum.
- I'm sure Roberto loves it. - I'll have lots, Irene.
I love vegetable soup.
Judas... Traitor...
Sucking up to my mother... You'll pay for this!
A kid's life is a good life, Nutty Boy's life
Stump the wicket, steal the flag, everything is a game
A kid's life is a good life, Nutty Boy's life
Stump the wicket, steal the flag, everything is a game
Tell us, Maria Viola, who's got the ball?
Easy! Nutty Boy!
You're cool, Carol. Real cool.
- Go, Big Mouth! - Five!
Six!
Seven!
- Eight! - And stumped!
Stumped!
Tag! Statues! Stumps! Marbles!
Drop the parrot! Tether ball! Hopscotch! Jump rope!
Spinning tops!
Careful, it's hot! My God, look at the state of you!
- You're filthy! Into the bath, quick. - Two baths in one day?
- No way, Irene. What's that? - Molasses. It's a sweet.
Hands off!
- Who taught you to make it? - Your grandma. Your mother adores it.
Molasses? Grandma? Grandpa!
Grandpa taught me a trick with molasses, but I've forgotten it.
Hello... Grandpa? It's me, Grandpa!
I miss you too. Gramps, that trick
with molasses that you taught me when I was little...
Yes, Grandpa, of course it'll still work.
Yes, Grandpa. Sure.
My friends are very good actors. Right.
A broomstick? There's one in the yard.
Bye, Grandpa. I know... Of course, Grandpa.
All right.
Bye, Grandpa. Speak to you soon.
What was he saying at the end?
Philosophy. Grandpa loves a little philosophy.
- Ger ready. Someone's coming! - Do I look all right?
- Yes! Just great! - Here they come! Get ready!
You think I'm scared of you, you dummy?
- I'm sure not scared of you. - I'll thrash you, creole!
- Hey, no racism! - Forget that for now.
- They're here. -I'll beat you up!
I'll beat you up! Wait and see, Big Mouth!
- Say that again, I dare you! - I'll tear your guts out!
- I'll thrash you! - Okay, fight! Fight!
Go on, bust his face!
Okay, okay, okay, fight, fight!
Go on, creole. Thump him one!
He's got a stick! Get it off him!
- Hit him! - Someone hold the stick...
- ... so I can beat him up. -Here...
It's shit!
- It's not shit. It's only molasses! - I put some shit on it too.
- I'll kill you! - Quick, run!
- Run! Run! - I'll smash your faces in!
I'll get you yet!
- Have you seen my boy? - Here she goes again.
He has to have a bath.
Here's some lettuce for your sandwich.
- We've got him, Irene! - I'm fine!
- Come on Irene, let me go! - Bath!
Don't take me to the gallows! I'm innocent!
Ew.
Look! She's even got tits.
- What? What did Big Mouth say? - Shirley Valeria already has tits.
- Only in his imagination. - Young man.
I'm coming, Irene. We're just talking about tits.
I want you clean as a whistle. Clean all over.
Behind your ears, your neck...
Your belly button, your willy...
Go on. And don't make a mess in there.
Come, Margaret, let's sink the ship!
Help! Man overboard!
Courage, Marguerite! An old seadog never fears a storm.
We've sunk a ship, Daisy!
João Valentão is tough slap him...
What is it? Never seen me before?
Of course, my beauty.
This is how I like my boy. Nice and clean and smelling good.
A souvenir of the Sargasso Sea.
How's that egg? Hatching?
What egg? What bump?
Didn't you hurt your head at school?
Was that today? It seems so long ago!
Tell Dad what you did today.
Today I played ball, scored some good hits...
and went go-carting and tobogganing.
Now eat.
How was work today? Okay?
Good.
It's a mystery how Nutty Boy spends his time.
He always has time for everything.
Time... What a friend!
The clock's big-hand weighs upon every tick.
The hands turn slowly, stretching out the hours.
Time is good when it lingers
Time to play before the day is over
Jumping, running, playing
You're the owner of your world
Time is good when it lingers
I can play all I want
Jumping, running, playing, dancing
do everything I dream
- No.. I like it here. - Up, lazybones. It's a lovely day.
I couldn't care less.
- Hi, Junim! - How are you?
Good morning, my aunt! Another bright and sunny day.
- Good morning, aunt, good morning! - Good morning, good morning.
Nutty! The bus is waiting!
- There she is! - She's catty, man!
God in heaven.
Wow! How beautiful!
Good morning, Mr Domingos.
Juliet... she's no one's pet. Carolina... couldn't be meaner.
A boy worm kissed a girl worm and she said...
"Keep your bum away from mine!"
Oh, my riddle had a different ending.
Nice to see you behaving so well, son.
I'm a professional, Mr Domingos. A professional.
Misbehaving on the bus is amateur stuff.
Amateur stuff...
- Good morning! - Good morning!
Right, children... Get out your homework books.
Let's go through your work.
Where's your homework? Didn't you do it?
- Of course I did. - But where's your book?
I did it in my head.
- Where's your book? - I've lost it.
Nutty's lost his homework book.
- Who's seen it? - Not me.
Does it have a drawing of Columbus in a cap
I haven't seen it.
Does it have maths and a poem?
"1000 centipedes in a metre. I'll have to buy a centipedometer!"
He can't spell.
"How many centipedes in a kilometre?"
- No, I haven't seen it. - Give it to me.
This must be Nutty Boy's book.
You taught me that poem.
Start checking your homework.
Enough! Now I'll give you a written test.
Juliet! Juliet!
Caught you red-handed. Shame on you.
I wasn't cheating. I was just...
doing research.
I want to play too! I want to play too!
I got you!
I want to play too!
I want to join the fun.
I've had enough now.
- Now what? - A farting competition.
- The loudest or the smelliest? - The smelliest.
- Everybody ready? - Ready!
- Any rules? - You lose
if you come up for air. The one who does
- the smelliest fart wins. - Who's first?
Whoever asks that has to go first.
- You're first, Junin. - Go, Junim, go!
- Wait! It's coming. - Go on, do a smelly one!
- Weedy little fart. - No smell at all.
It's started. Now I can smell it.
- I can still stand it. Four points. - I was caught by surprise.
Next week I'll eat some sweet potatoes.
- It's my turn. - Go, Lucio, kill everyone!
- Force it out! - Wow! He's a professional.
I can stand it.
- Three points. - That's unfair!
My turn.
Watch out! A German fart!
Go, German, do a strong one!
- An atomic bomb! - Where's the smell?
- This German has been eating soap. - Of course!
Scrawny little fart. Your turn, Nutty Boy.
Get ready.
Kill everyone!
- Wow! - Gosh!
He shat his pants.
- Doesn't smell, though. - He failed.
- Disqualified! - You're pretty quiet, Big Mouth.
Not feeling well?
If he's sick, we'll choke.
It's your turn, Big Mouth.
Onion breath!
Bad breath doesn't count. That's cheating!
I knew about this, so I ate lots of onions.
I didn't want to come last.
- Yes? - Open this door!
Sure!
- What's all this noise? - It's not from here.
"One day, Tom decided to find some buried treasure.
- "Where shall we dig..." - Nutty?
- It's late and I'm tired! - "... asked Huck
"... after hearing Tom's idea. "Anywhere."
- "Is it buried everywhere?" - Every day! I'm tired!
- What? - Nothing!
Can't you see I work all day? Still...
"Tom said you had to look on islands, under haunted houses..."
- I don't pay for everything! - That's not what I said!
That's how I understood it.
"Like the haunted house near the distillery.
"They chose the dead tree behind the distillery."
It's always been like that. Even your father says so.
That doesn't make it gospel.
"They got an old pick-axe and a shovel
"and walked for two-and-a-half miles.
"They discussed what they'd do with the treasure."
- Don't you think I'm interested? - I think it's very funny!
- In addition to work and home... - "Tom would buy a drum,
"a real sword and a red tie. And he'd get married."
"Huck said it was a crazy idea.
- "Because wives and husbands..." - You're never satisfied
- "... fought all the time." - I'm not!
- If you want, I can leave. - If you want to leave, leave! Go!
- Go, the front door's just there. - What do you mean?
Why did you say that?
Big Mouth, do you believe in buried treasure?
Row the other way.
- I'll tell you a joke. - Okay.
- Except it's a backwards joke. - Go on.
It's back to front so start laughing now.
I'll tell you another one. Why did the dog go into the church?
- The door was open. - Why did he leave?
He couldn't pray.
I need to stock up on some new jokes.
- Yeah? Really? - Give me the oar.
I need to talk to you about your mother and me.
Go on, then.
- Is he asleep? - He fell asleep on the way.
Come with Mummy.
Let's get you to bed. Okay, my love?
You're all sweaty.
My boy is all sticky.
You've had a busy day, haven't you?
Put your pyjamas on and go to sleep.
Take off your smelly sneakers...
They really do smell.
Poor little thing.
Hurting all over...
Like a soft pillow...
Your guardian angel will look after you.
Have you found a place yet?
Good morning, Mum.
Good morning.
This looks lovely. It's very nice of you.
You deserve it.
- Have you had breakfast? - Yes.
If our house was a castle, you'd be a princess.
My Prince Charming loves fairy stories, doesn't he?
- At your service, Your Highness. - Thank you.
Dad left with his suitcase. Isn't he coming back?
Look, son...
Sometimes it's better to stay apart.
But we'll both always be there for you.
Okay?
Won't he live here any more?
No, he won't.
Dirceu Lopes passes to Tostão.
Tostão will kick. He prepares.
- He kicks, past the keeper! Goal! - What a greal goal!
- Lunch is ready. - Yay!
It's burnt, Dad.
- See you Wednesday, Dad. - Don't I get a kiss?
Of course.
Dad...
I love you.
- That's my line, son. - What did you say?
I said, that's my line.
- What do you mean? - The words in a play
are called lines. It's what the actors say.
If our story were a play that's what I should say.
It's my line, see?
Then say it.
I love you, son.
I love you very much.
"I like you very much. I think I'm in love.
"But I think my little poem is only limping home."
- He's a little nut. - Juliet! Carol!
- I can see you. - That isn't right, Miss.
- You can "hear" them. - Very funny.
- Miss... - Yes?
- What about the end of year party? - That's right!
- Who's been rehearsing? - Me! Me! Me!
Okay, okay, okay! Roberto, what will you do?
The Beatles. This is my group. I'm John Lennon.
What about you, Nutty Boy?
Maybe a poetry recital.
- He's a poet, Miss. - That's true. He's a poet.
- Nutty Boy is a great poet. - Did you know that?
He's like Castro Alves.
You should read some of his verses.
- Did you get one too? - Didn't I show you the verses
he did for me?
Is everything all right?
DO NOT DISTURB
- He's still not eating? - Not much.
He only had a sandwich and some milk.
And he won't let me into his room.
It was the same yesterday.
He'll be like this for days. Take him to a doctor.
A psychologist...
No, Irene.
He'll come out of his room soon and fly about like a rocket.
Leave him be.
Sadness has to be chewed over... Like bubble-gum.
I bet your father said that.
Of course he did.
Your eyes are on everything, wide with fright.
The Lieutenant goes by towards the gallows
where he must die alone for all condemned men.
My city of Minas, my hope and my despair...
Soldiers seized me like any common brigand...
I toiled for everyone, but they've all abandoned me.
They're full of fear, they flee from me. For whom did I work so zealously?
He laboured for all and see what befell.
Those whom he served no longer know his face.
When misfortune runs deep, most friends disappear.
- Close the curtain, Nutty! - Okay.
Off stage, off stage! Let me close it!
Let me close it.
Recite something.
I'll recite one of my own poems.
"The Theory of Sides."
Every side has its side, I have my own side.
I can live alongside your side which used to be mine.
Grandpa Passarinho!
So? What new potions
- have you got for old people? - Mr Hortencio!
We have lots of new things.
Remedies that will raise the dead, you'll see.
It's been so long since we've heard from you.
He who's up and out of bed can't send letters to be read.
I can see you haven't stayed in bed. You're looking great!
The face doesn't show what the heart hides.
Just take a look at this prescription.
Have you been to the doctor? Who took you?
- My secretary here. - Your grandchild. How he's grown!
- Are you a librarian, son? - He loves books.
He spends the whole day reading.
Can you fill this prescription for me?
I'm going to buy my grandson some chocolate.
Hi! What's the latest in chocolate for kids?
Hello? Oops!
Dad didn't come just for the school party.
No, he didn't say anything else.
They've both been in and out all day.
You know that Dad's crazy about him.
He said Dad had been to lots of doctors and chemists.
He's a hypochondriac. You know that. The aspirin king.
Yeah.
Don't worry. It's normal for him.
He wants to take Nutty to the farm?
Okay. Okay.
Alright, alright!
I'll take everybody.
- He's taking the whole lot? - Don't worry.
It's all arranged. The rest will go later.
- They can't all fit in the plane. - Plane?
My God!
Hey, look! Those cows down there look like ants.
Those aren't cows, dummy!
- What are they, then? - Giant ants!
But, darling... he can't land down here.
The field is overgrown.
Oh my God!
He's got three kids in that jalopy of his.
- He's a good pilot. - He can't land.
- The strip's full of weeds. - It's a paddock.
Stubborn old man! He shouldn't be flying kids in that thing.
Relax. It'll be all right.
Look!
I knew it. He loves to make me worry.
He's still great. He's flown all over Brazil.
He was a pioneer in the Amazon.
- After the war? - Yes. A survey pilot.
- What is it? - I've brought the kids.
They were so keen to fly.
Look! A hot-air balloon.
Your grandpa's plane is a time machine!
We've gone way back in time.
- Did you make cookies? - Sure.
- Any sweets? - Sure.
- Buns? - Sure.
- Doughnuts? - Sure.
- Cake? - Sure.
Grandma, I forgot... This is my friend.
- Best friend. - My best friend.
His name is Roberto, but you can call him Big Mouth.
- This is Nina, his sister. - She's so sweet.
You can call her The Leech.
- The Leech? - Because she sticks to me.
Shall we sing?
O gardener, why are you so sad?
But what happened to you?
was the branch that fell from the Camellia
He took two breaths and then died
was the branch that fell from the Camellia
He took two breaths and then died
Here we are. Let's get out.
- Afternoon, sir! - Good afternoon, Hortêncio.
- Good afternoon, Ivan. Everything okay? - yes, thank God.
Help me with the bags.
- Is it all laid out? - Yes, sweetheart.
Come on, Big Mouth! Nina!
Grandma!
You're wonderful! A million jams and jellies
and tons of cookies!
I love making things for that boy.
Just a couple of pots of jelly and a few plates of cookies.
Let's get ready to do it all over again tomorrow.
- Let's go over to that church. - Come on.
- Wait for me! - Lovely, isn't it?
Yeah.
Wait for me!
Come, come!
We come in peace.
In peace.
Peace.
- In peace! - In peace!
You dummies! What do you think we are? Hicks?
See? You got it all wrong. Leave this to me.
Now look here, you natives...
Nina!
- Where's my sister? - Right here, watching.
- I have to save my sister. - Anyone know Grandpa Passarinho?
- Sure. - I want a volunteer
to escort the young lady there. War is no place for women.
- But I want to fight. - Don't be silly. Go home!
You go, Toquinho.
- I don't want to go. - But you will anyway.
Is she out of danger now?
- I think so. - Then let's carry on.
Stop! Quiet! Stop!
What nonsense! This is absurd!
Two grown boys fighting like savages.
And what's worse, fighting with family!
- Family? That moron? - Moron, your grandmother!
- Who, me? - Sorry, Grandma.
- You're his grandma? - Great aunt. Same thing.
- He doesn't deserve you. - Nor do you!
Stop that! Stop that!
I'm the referee in this war.
- There were 20 of them. - But none of the others took part.
In my war, only leaders fight. Army against army.
- But his army was just me. - He was dismissed.
- So you're my cousin? - Dunno.
Grandpa Passarinho's my great uncle. I guess it's because
- he married my great aunt. - He married a great aunt?
Having all these children around makes me feel years younger.
But don't go so far as to turn back into a little boy.
Just look at this.
A whole load of things from my old days to give them.
Just look at this...
I used to love tops.
Except I don't think that the boys of today
would even know what a top was.
Yes, old man, times have changed.
But there'll always be someone to teach them.
Look what I've found.
I was a wizard with this ball.
- Do you have a soccer team? - Sure. Our team in unbeaten.
- We've never been beaten. - Does she play too?
She's a cheer-leader.
- See? I can still do it. - Grandpa! Grandpa!
We want to have an international match. A game here!
- Yes, out on the field. - An international match?
All we need is a sponsor.
How about you?
I'll mail this letter to invite our team for the game.
The girls too?
Sure! Our cheer squad.
Every Sunday There was a band
in the garden gazebo
Beautiful music, heard from afar
Seraph's playing the tuba
Hey, guys, meet my cousin.
Cousin? You both look as crazy as each other.
Their teeth are different.
Twiddledee, Twiddledum... Toquinho... Show your face.
- Fatso... - Present.
- Snow White... - My teeth, that is.
Bruce Lee...
- ... and Freckles. - Hi.
And the result of this melody
played on the tuba
Hortêncio is like an eternal child.
He treats this game as if it were his life's ambition.
No more training. He won't let us ruin the field.
Why do you need to train? You've been training for ages.
- Not for an international match. - What's your team's name?
Hortêncio Football Club!
That's a big problem. Right, Big Mouth?
Problem?
Yeah. Our team is also called Hortêncio!
That's one big lie!
No, Nina. You can't come along on this mission.
- You never learn. - I want to go.
- You can't. You can't. - I'm going.
- You are not. - And why not?
It's dangerous. Girls can't cope. We're going on a fruit raid.
I want to be a thief too.
That mango tree belongs to the meanest man in town.
It's the only one with fruit.
This is no job for a girl.
- Ten. - Ten what?
Ten mangoes.
- Can you get home alone? - Yes. Ten mangoes.
- Five! - Eight.
- Six. - Seven and a half.
Deal. Seven and a half for you. Now get going.
Seven and a half.
And a half? Is that with or without the stone?
Hey! What are you doing?
Climbing over the wall to steal some mangoes.
- That's my uncle's farm. - Rotten luck!
- Hey... I know your face. - Oh, my God. It's you!
I've been looking for you. Get down here.
- You're crazy. - If you jump in there,
I'll set my uncle's dogs on you.
From the frying pan into the fire!
It's your choice.
- The guys! - You've had it.
Tonico! Nutty!
- Tonico! Nutty! - What?
He's going to set the dogs on us.
- Who? - Quincas "Shithands".
- Who? - Shithands.
We played a trick with a broomstick to put shit on his hand.
- You do that too? - Grandpa taught me.
- With shit? - No, with molasses.
- He taught us to use shit. - Gee, Grandpa...
- He's coming, you guys. - How did he get here?
- His uncle owns the mangoes. - It's a small world.
King Kong! Leo! Leo! Get them!
In the tree! Get them, King Kong!
- Is that a gorilla-dog? - No.
Why is he called King Kong?
Because he climbs trees.
- Watch out! - Get them King Kong.
- Go up Nutty! - Higher!
- Keep going! - Higher!
Get them! Attack!
- He's climbing! - Watch out, Big Mouth!
- Oh my God! - Get the fat one, King Kong!
Oh no! King Kong's taken my shoe!
We're saved! The smell will kill him.
Stop joking. He's climbing the tree.
- Eat them, King Kong! - King Kong's going to bite me!
- Get them, King Kong! Eat them! - Holy Mary!
- Higher, Tonico! - Attack, King Kong, attack!
- Climb up higher, Nutty, higher! - Where to?
- To the top. - Sure, I'll fly up.
Attack, King Kong, go!
Grab them!
- End of the line. - We've had it.
He's going to get us. Hail Mary, full of grace...
- ... The Lord is with thee... - Oh, my God, please...
- What is it, son? - God?
- No, it's your grandpa. - Grandpa, it's you!
- We're safe! - We're safe!
Take this. Up here.
Come. Come. Come, Tonico.
Come, Tonico, come!
Come, Big Mouth. Hurry!
Come, Big Mouth! The dog!
He got my other shoe!
Dog!
Grandpa... You've just saved the future leaders of this country.
Is that right? You bunch of mango thieves...
- Where are we going? - Down.
Look down there. Your team's arriving.
- There's the train. - Look!
Hey, here!
This is the cup for the winners tomorrow.
- It's the cup! - Just like Brazil's.
When you've eaten, bed!
- But it's still early. - We'll go shortly!
Gee, grandma, okay, shortly.
Isn't there a competition?
Okay, but soon, Grandma!
Tomorrow we'll see who wins the cup.
- Must the fans go to bed too? - What about us?
You go home, and the visitors to their rooms.
- Now! - Now, Grandma.
Hortêncio, did you see their excitement?
They're so happy about this game.
You too, my old man, right? Hortêncio? He's asleep.
- Can I stay here with you? - Do you think that's fair?
- Yes! - They're all in bed, and you
- should be too. One rule for all. - I can't sleep.
- Tried counting sheep? - Even counting bunnies doesn't work,
and they're faster.
- Grandpa, I... - Don't change the conversation.
Let Grandpa sleep and off you go too.
- All right. Good night. - Good night, son.
Night, Grandpa.
Grandma...
Does Grandpa get cold when he's asleep?
Hortêncio lived as free as a bird
and chose to die in the way that best suited him.
An appropriate, serene death. A death we would all wish for.
He died like a little bird.
May our farewells, although unable to extinguish our grief,
rekindle our joy.
Mum... Mum...
What's going to happen?
Grandpa wanted it so much.
I know, son.
It'll be exactly as he wanted.
Okay?
Big Mouth... Big Mouth.
Go on, my son! Hurry up, guys, c'mon!
You run like chicken soup
You need better players to beat our team
Olê, olê, olê, ola, Nutty will win, Nutty will win
Hortêncio was so excited about this game...
- Dad was just a kid. - He'd want it to go on.
He loved soccer.
- Heads... - Tails!
- Heads. - We'll take this side.
This is ours.
Hello, hello. Hello.
I'm recording the match.
That's my boy! Yes!
- Foul! - Go, Nutty!
Grab it, Nutty!
He flies, he flies. He flies like a plane
It will be written "Nutty the Champion"
We've already won, we've already won We've already won, we've already won
Go Nutty, go Nutty
Olê, olê, olê, ola Nutty will win, Nutty will win
Get out of the goal, son!
Off side!
- Good! - Beautiful! Bravo!
- Save it, Nutty! - Move over a bit. More, more. Okay!
Grab it, Nutty!
Like that, my son!
It's impressive, gentlemen. Truly impressive.
He just flies out to meet the ball. He falls to the side,
he falls forward. He falls with his legs in the air.
- He falls on his bottom. - What a goal keeper!
He dances in space with the ball in his hands.
He gets it every time. He catches every one.
But the one thing he couldn't catch hold of was time.
And so time went by
and like everyone else, Nutty grew up.
He grew and became a good guy, and also a nice guy.
And that's when everyone found out
that he hadn't been so nutty after all.
He'd been a happy boy.
Subtitles: Giovanna Molloy Mary Anne Slavich
Additional translation and subtitles: Quantum 12/2010