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Conta a lenda que, há pouco mais de 500 anos atrás, o índio Apuã era ótimo na caça, na pesca, nas pi...
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I was looking, on this corner, and saw her. -How hard! -You scared me, bro.
-Hi, friend. -Man. -It's long.
-You scared me. We were chatting. What's your name?
-It's Pedro Alvares Cabral. You? -Apoan.
-So I'll call you "indian". -Fine. Indian, Look.
We came from Portugal. -Portugal? -Shit.
Do you know it? Shit, never heard of it. It's far.
-That way? Straight? -Very straight.
-Straight, turn, straight, turn. -Man. We stopped here, looked.
. . Are you the owners here?
Not really owners. We live here. -We found it beautiful.
-It is. Holy shit. The water color.
It's pretty here. We loved it, so we thought of maybe being the owners. Owner, what do you mean?
Real owner. Get everything for us, deforest it, take all off, as for you it's home, for us nothing. We take all off, throw all away, then we build many things, and establish ourselves here.
Well, I will give you an idea. Maybe, instead of deforesting, and all this chaos, bring your people, stay at one side, we stay at the other. It's big here, we can share.
-No, for us it's not nice. -Got it. So your idea is that we leave.
No, not that. -I don't want you to leave. -You said like that.
Of course not. You'll stay. When I say we will build and deforest, -I mean you will.
-Us? You will build. You will do this job.
We will enslave you. -But why will we accept it? -Why?
Well, because I will give you things, shit. -Give things? -Why not?
Look at what I have for you here. What's this? -It's fabric.
-Fabric? Holy shit! A pretty off-white.
You can do like mine. It is pretty, but if you look around, there's a lot of fruit. You go around, you get guava, banana, everything.
For just some fabric? I don't want it. -Do you think it's just this?
-You said fabric. -Do you know what else? -Let me see.
Shit. -What he fuck is this? -Be quiet.
Who's this? -Who's this guy? -A guy like me.
-This is you. -Me? -This is a mirror, man.
Here! -This is cool. -This is you.
-Cool. -But let me say. -For you to play.
Apologize my sincerity. Math doesn't make sense. -Why?
-The beach is big here. Go around, beach, waterfall, beach, waterfall, fruits, all. .
. Then you say: fabric and mirror. Math doesn't make sense.
Problem is if you don't agree, we will do it anyways. How? Extermination, population decimation.
Then you fuck me. This way I get bad. I am talking to you.
-Was I an ass to you? -No, we are nice. Then you say you'll deforest, enslave and all.
I tell you "no". Then your heart is full of resentment, and you say extermination. How many are you?
I was gonna give you the heads up. We are around 1,400 men. 1,400 there?
-How many are you? -Us here? Last count.
. . We were around 5 to 6 million.
Just behind here. Maybe on trees there are arrows aiming at your face. Let's do something.
I liked you. -Liked me? -We hit it off.
-I liked you. -That's it. Besides the mirror and fabric, -I will give you this hat.
-No shit! -This hat is yours! -Mine?
-Yes! -Deal! You can come.
-Come! This hat is awesome! -Pero Vaz.
Looks like a good deal but it is not. I brought this flipchart for you to see. Let me explain.
Let's talk about business. Let's think ahead. My head if 500 years ahead.
Maybe you think it's hard now, but it's business. Wanna say something? Go ahead.
You sold our land for a hat, is that it? No, it's a simple thinking of you. Let me explain.
Everything here, look. . .
Did we pay for anything? Did you spend money? Did you spend guava or any fruit?
No? So it was for free. If we get something from people who wanna buy, -what do we have?
-Profit. Now you start understanding it. Imagine an institution taking care of us, an Indian Foundation, an Indian Museum, people there to visit and see.
Your family, your aunt will be there. That's what I want you to understand. So, from it, on this flipchart, I wanna prove to you that one day we will have the Indian Day.
INDIAN DAY, INDIAN MUSEUM -Applauses now. That's what I am saying.
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