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BASED ON NELSON RODRIGUES' PLAY "VALSA N˚ 6"
They told me I was crazy, because I started seeing things,
and hearing voices. Voices floating through the air.
I’ve seen hands, and feet, and faces floating through the air.
Mom, mom! Look at that!
Dr Junqueira! Help me Dr Junqueira!
No! Dr Junqueira no! I won’t let him see my throat.
I don’t allow any man to see my tonsils.
My daughter is dying, Doctor! She is dying! Save my daughter!
Your daughter was a child, but now she’s become a woman.
This revulsion that she shows Paulo, that‘s not right.
Revulsion? What sort of revulsion?
Sweetie! You can’t go in this weather! I won’t allow you to go.
Then I’ll be committing a sin. Because Father said that it’s a sin not to go to mass.
That was a rainy day,
and when the rain falls on churches, Angels melt through the walls. That was the revulsion.
- And Paulo, is he my cousin? - Or maybe your boyfriend.
Or Fiancé.
I’m in a world where all that lasts of people are their names.
Maybe Paulo is here, by my side. Laughing at me?
No, not Paulo. Giving me a hug, or maybe kissing me.
I don’t believe, Paulo, that you have this idea about me. Don’t come any closer, Paulo! I hate you! I hate you!
I hate a Paulo that I don’t know, that I’ve never seen.
But is each one of you sure about your own existences?
What did you do with me, Paulo? What happened between us? Did you kiss me or betray me?
You’d betrayed me with Sonia. I know you did something. You did something that keeps us apart.
I know who you are Paulo. Do I love you?
But nobody knows how much I want to beat you. How much I want to strangle you.
The silver dagger that I got from daddy, Paulo, I could stab you.
That day, you turned quickly to give me a kiss,
but you didn’t kiss me, Paulo! Sonia?!
- More! More! More!
You kissed Sonia!
Sonia has been upset. She starts crying without any reason, laughing about anything.
And she started to be ashamed of everything, doctor.
It’s because of her age Ma’am. Sonia is just 14 years old.
15! 15! She started to be ashamed of her own feet even.
Her heart goes faster from seeing her feet uncovered. She’s ashamed of the furniture!
I mean, the furniture uncovered, without any cloth on it.
What *** from that Sonia!
Sonia? Is that Sonia my sister? That Sonia won’t leave me alone. She copies everything I do.
And they say she’s having a relationship with a married man!
Oh! All we talk about is Sonia! Including me, I keep on thinking about her all the time.
But now I’m going to talk about me, and about Paulo too.
Paulo! I still don’t know who you are, but Sonia could be the thing that pushes us apart.
I know she thinks about you. She locks herself in her room just to think about you.
Even after she has died, she’s going to be thinking of you, Paulo.
But I’ve got my silver dagger, if I could manage to kill a name, I would kill Sonia’s.
But somebody stole my silver dagger!
I wouldn’t do it. I would never kill anything, not even a name. I swear it.
Because I don’t have a killer inside me. But Sonia…
- Oh! Sonia? Sonia could do anything. - Ah! And people only praise Sonia!
“Sonia is this, Sonia is that…” Sonia is gifted at music,
Sonia can play the Sixth Waltz better than anyone,
Sonia has to have tonsillectomy. - So do I.
- I want to get my tonsils out too! - And me?
I also know how to play Sixth Waltz very well.
- What if Sonia died? - Great idea! Sonia’s death!
- No! Sonia is not going to die! - She will!
- No, she’s not! - She will so!
- No! She is not going to die! - She will so die! I prayed!
- Somebody had screamed. - No! Nothing happened!
Someone did, and it sounds like a scream that I know.
That's so funny! It looks like my own scream!
- Sonia? - Someone killed the girl.
- Sonia? - Did you say Sonia?
- She died! Finally she died! - And what about the murderer?
Sonia! You already died.
Now I know who you are Sonia, who am I, though?
It doesn’t matter. It is a sin, and sinners don’t go to heaven!
- Nobody knows your face Sonia, only the death knows! - Shut up!
- You are Sonia! - You are Sonia!
Who is Sonia?
Sonia! Who is Sonia? Sonia!
Translation: Camila Castellani
Thanks to Sandi Gubin and Jim Propp