Are there right and wrongs in a war? What should be forgiven, forgotten? Former Brazilian revolutionaries gather to support an old friend at the hospital. But she was the one that could maintain the group together. Now that she is passing away, they are afraid of intimately realizing what the revolutionary days in the past represent, besides the glorious feeling of contributing to the cause of a democratic country. Nonetheless, mistakes were committed, people got hurt. They now discuss if what they did was really worth it. The terrorists, as they were called by the dictatorship, are ready to face the past and tell the world what happened in those hard days. Will the other side admit their mistakes as well?