Johnny, musician of the night, 40 years, unemployed, brunet, black eyes, with vast hair, seated alone in a bar, he drinks a beer glass slowly and he observes the movement to his circuit. A waiter approaches of him and he asks:

Yes, I want. Today, I will drink all the beers of the world in order to forget everything, all the misfortunes of my life.

But what is that? You are still young, you have a life for the front... JOHNNY (interrupting)

Please, keep calm man, everything ended. Today it is previous day of Christmas, day of a lot of happiness. It should not have place for sadness in the heart, but I will pick another beer.

OK man, but you don't forget to bring one more package of napkins. I need to place in the paper the sorrows of my heart.

They are my only ones and you entrust companions, they never betray me, as that cursed prostitute that destroyed my life and she left me in this solitude (raising the voice) - Yes, my friends today I only have the poetry and the drink as companions (he gets up holding the glass) - A gift to all horned of this world. Health!!!

(Waiter returns with a beer in the hand and the package with the napkins in the other. He places the bottle in Johnny's table and he opens the beer, smiling).

Keep calm, Mr. Johnny, don't be exalted of that way. The people repair and it is not well for you, an our old customer, a famous musician. It is not legal to be you an object of the people's laughter and...

Famous!!! Who, me? I am a big shit, a musician dismissed insignificant, abandoned for the band and for the wife.

Well, be calm, drink your beer and make your poetries. We are almost closing, because today it is Christmas and all need to go home to commemorate with the family...

To commemorate what? Christmas, that shit!!! I think that Christmas don't be exist for solitary and unfortunate advantages people of that life.

(he gives a violent punch in the table and he drops the bottle full of beer, spreading the napkins on the floor. As people lifts, they look with reproof and they begin to go away.Johnny, try to stop the tears that are slippery of the eyes, he sobs and he says with embargoed voice)

I don't have more home, nor family, I don't have anything else, everything for that adulteress's blame, that changed me for a man twenty years younger. Cursed shrew! She put an end to twenty years of marriage (he cries) My God! What did I do for deserving such cruel punishment?

Your Johnny, for God's sake, that scandal. It is better you to leave and not to drink more. Don't worry, I place the expenses in your bill, tomorrow we will speak, but now, go... please!

(the waiter helps Johnny to arrive until the door. Very intoxicated, he leaves the bar swaying, being braced in the chairs and in the tables. When he arrives in the door, he trips and he falls in a puddle of dirty water in the street, dirting all your clothes. He gets up, he shakes the clothes and he begins to walk for the sidewalk and his image, it is going disappearing in the end of the street.

It rains cats and dogs. Johnny is soaked, his dresses are wet, agglutinated in the body. He walk swaying slowly, if sustaining in the walls of the buildings and of the punches. The people deviate of him with disgust and repulse glance. The water of the rain is slippery for your face.

My God, I am at the Hell! In the night that Jesus was born, the Demon only makes me company. I lost my friends, I lost my children, I lost everything, everything for blame of that cursed judge, that gave the guard of my children for that shrew, that unfortunate woman that put an end to my life.

(Johnny leans on in the wall of an all illuminated toy store with adornment of Christmas. He looks at the toys of the shop window of the store and he begins to cry).

(he begins to pass very badly and he vomits on the glass of the shop window, dirtying everything. The salesperson of the store irritated he leaves and he pushes him with violence, provoking new fall in the drain. He gets up and he return his staggering walk).

My God, where I am, have mercy of me. I want to sleep and never again to wake up...

SCENE OF THE PENSION, WHERE IS READ IN A PLATE: NORTHEASTERN PENSION - EXT. NIGHT - Johnny walks until the front door and he enters, disappearing inside the building (it cuts of the camera). Focus, soon after, in a long corridor, with the camera in " travelling ", accompanying Johnny's staggering walk, that the door of his room arrives, where the number 13 is fixed. He enters and walks inside his room, always accompanied by the camera. He lights the light. He returns and he closes the door, without shutting up. He sits down in the bed and he open the radio. Roberto Carlos is heard singing " the Hurt " Wild animal (A Fera Ferida). He is exalted and says:

(He turns off the radio. He looks at the mute servant (furniture) and he sees an object of brilliant metal. It is a fire arm. He looks hypnotized for her, he checks the drum, he contemplates and he deposits it again on top of the furniture. He opens the drawer and he picks a paper block, catches a pen and begins to write, during some minutes in silence, he finishes and later he reads what wrote:

Leninha, disgrace woman, when you read this letter, I won't be more alive. That God forgives me for this gesture so exalted. I know that I deserve the Hell, for where they are going all the suicides. I die, without knowing, if some day, really, you loved me, on those 20 years that we were together, but the revelation that more you hurt me was the statement that Alexandre is not my son and yes fruit of a crazy passion that took care of your life. I get to doubt that the other two children are mine or from of other men. That God forgives you for your ravings and I hope that my death is for you to be sorry of your sins. Good-bye... (he pauses to catch the pen and to sign the letter. He bends and places it in the envelope, where he writes her name "Leninha". He places the letter on the furniture. He turns to pick the firearm and slowly he takes it until the ear, where he stops. He pulls the trigger of the firearm, positioning it for the shot. Total silence, for some seconds. Johnny totally immobile, resolved, finger strong in the trigger.

All of a sudden, the door opens up, he/she appears a smiling Northeastern girl with a plate covered with a napkin covering some delicacy. She looks at Johnny and she disguise not to see the firearm, that he, quickly lowers, he dismantles the trigger, with a false smile of child be flagranted in a prank. He places the firearm again in the drawer, he kneads the letter, he threw it out in the garbage and he looks at the girl, that says smiling him:

Mr. Johnny, Merry Christmas for you! I brought a vatap� from Bahia � porreta� of hot. It is, of the way, as you like. Eat, before it cools down...

JOHNNY Merry Christmas, for you too, creature of God! You are an Angel that God sent me and that He blesses you in double, because your name is Maria, Maria, Jesus' mother. (He dries the tearful eyes, he gets up and he hugs the girl with love, that retributes the affection. Soon after, he walks until the window and open her. The Christmas lights of the street invade the atmosphere and it is heard a beautiful Christmas carol in the distance speaking that Jesus was born...

Fade Out (slow darkening) of the image and the graphic appearance of the word THEEND

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