Até Que a Vida Nos Separe (2021): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript
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Money Heist.
- Obviously. Who are you?
- Yes, of course.
Mia Wallace.
Pulp Fiction?
Ah!
I brought wine.
Excellent!
- Let's go. Let's party.
- Let's party.
- Open up.
- Please, baby.
Have a little nachito. Mmm.
You're both crazy.
Both of you, totally nuts.
Seriously. But honestly, I think I am too.
I'm gonna enjoy being single.
It's going to be so good for me.
- Salud!
- Cheers.
Oh, that must be Francisco.
He said he was going to be
a little early.
He's a friend of ours.
I don't think you've met him.
He went to university with Sócrates.
He's also recently separated.
Hmm.
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No, but just between us,
even back then, he was already
really so full of himself.
"I get what I want." You know?
Kind of an asshole, basically.
And on top of all that,
he cheated on every exam.
That's what I'm always saying to Diana,
people don't change.
Once an asshole, always an asshole.
There you go again.
You're such a determinist.
Wait a second, I need to look up
what determinist means. Determinist.
- Looking it up?
- Of course.
Do you guys remember
when people would say something
and there was no way of telling
if they were just bullshitting?
- Just parroting phrases...
- Uh-huh.
...they learned from
freshman year of college.
- Isn't that true, my love?
- Mm-hmm.
Oh, man. You guys haven't changed.
- Never, never, never, never.
- Don't change.
A little bit sometimes. Just to...
- A little bit?
- A little bit, darling?
- We don't change at all.
- It's your fault. It's your fault.
- Fine, it's my fault.
- See?
Mia Wallace.
Vincent Vega.
You know, according to the movie,
this trench coat
is mine.
Come and get it.
Hmm.
Before you get any ideas,
I should tell you I'm married.
Still.
But not for much longer.
I'm sorry. But we've been
parked here for over five minutes.
What's your name?
- Joel.
- Uh...
Joel. Look, Joel.
Five stars just for you. Hmm?
Oh, Joel.
I think I might be in love.
♪ See my babe ♪
♪ See her body sway ♪
♪ I love my little Queenie ♪
- ♪ They call her Skinny Minnie ♪
- ♪ Oh yeah ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
♪ Come on, little child ♪
- ♪ And stomp with me tonight ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ So much left unsaid ♪
♪ Whenever I leave ♪
♪ The bonds are
Made of concrete ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ There is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
What happened
the rest of the night, stays between us.
We partied all night long. We did.
- You're so proud of yourself.
- Come on, didn't we? Just admit it.
- You're so sexy.
- But, yes, it's true.
All right,
and getting back to the wedding...
Costumes. Isn't it great?
Everyone dressed up
kind of like a carnival.
And we don't want that many people.
Just family and close friends, yeah.
Oh, my God. I need to introduce you
to my parents before we get married.
- You haven't met them.
- Of course. At the very least, right?
How have I not met my in-laws yet?
What's going on?
How do you pronounce
the name of this planet?
You make a beautiful couple.
Thank you, Mom.
- You do.
- Thanks.
I wish you both seven joyful years.
Dad, don't start. Hmm.
Baby, it's okay. It was just a joke.
Alexandre.
- You look after my daughter, okay?
- Mom.
Mom, this isn't Alexandre.
This is Francisco.
Who's Alexandre?
He was my first husband,
but that's not important.
- Wasn't Sandro the first husband?
- No, Dad.
And you know it wasn't him.
Jesus Christ, there were only two.
Is it that hard to remember?
- Okay, okay.
- Only two, darling?
I can't believe this.
So is there a problem with your bike?
Alexandre, look at me, child.
I don't know why, but you look different.
Oh!
You dyed your hair.
Have you checked the, uh,
the... the starter?
Do you know anything about motorcycles?
- No.
- So then, keep your mouth shut.
My God, I don't know how you can
stand dealing with Mom and Dad every day.
I seriously don't know.
I could never do it.
Mom is getting really loopy.
Someone has to do it.
What?
Take care of our parents.
You've always been more together than me.
I was looking for cigarettes.
- Thought I had some, but I don't.
- Hmm.
You think they'd be better off with me,
in a two-bedroom apartment
in Bairro das Colónias
with one of my temporary husbands?
If they're temporary,
why do they ever become husbands?
Because.
Just because something is fleeting,
doesn't mean we should avoid it.
It's the opposite actually.
If everything is going to end,
we should do whatever makes us happy
and that's that.
That's how life is, nothing wrong with it.
Everything has an expiration date.
This planet has an expiration date,
we have an expiration date.
And relationships do too.
Which you now know, right?
Have you worked out what you're
going to do about the divorce?
The villa, the business, our parents?
We've decided to give it another try.
- Are you sure?
- Another chance. Mm-hmm.
Vanessa, are you just doing this because...
It's what's best for everyone.
Look, here comes
your third temporary husband.
Girls, your parents
are really something else.
So, do you like your new son-in-law?
Ha. Very smiley.
Well, that's definitely a deal-breaker.
Do you want help with that?
What about you,
do you know anything about this?
Sure.
So what do you need me to do?
Let's take a look at this tire.
Okay.
I don't see you. Where are you?
Cross Invention Avenue
and take the first right.
The first right
leads to the orgasmic center.
Sorry.
Sorry, I meant the second right.
Virtual reality is,
it's so amazing.
It really looked like...
What's the name of this planet?
Pashy... Pash-guy... What?
It's impossible to pronounce.
I think that's the point,
something alien-like.
Pashgyfder.
It's gets easier.
Are you nervous?
Um, a little.
I mean, it's the first time
we're meeting in this world.
We're not just texting anymore.
Are you an accountant?
It was the weirdest thing
I could think of.
I still think we should meet in person.
Uh, in the real world?
You already stood me up twice.
Third time's the charm.
I feel bad. I really am sorry,
but between my thesis
and my aunt's wedding,
I have no free time.
No problem, I'll show up.
What? Sh... Show up where?
Your aunt's wedding.
You say it was gonna be a costume party?
So it's perfect.
Guess what I'm gonna dress up as?
Hold this for a second.
There, take it, take it.
Shit.
Did you see it?
No, but I'm not...
I'm not wearing my contacts.
Let it go. Come on, come to bed.
"On Love."
Hmm.
Never read it. Is it good?
Mm-hmm.
"Even the smallest
degree of hope is sufficient
for love to be born."
Are you sure you want to do this?
Mm-hmm.
Hold on.
Hold on.
- Wait.
- It's here. I can hear it. Where is it?
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
I can hear it.
Mm-hmm, my hero.
See that window
up on the third floor there?
One of the best forgers
in Europe lives there.
A Danish woman.
Her lover is one of our informants,
and we've even managed
to get access to some photos.
You should see them.
Jaw-dropping, seriously.
This place is filled
with famous works of art.
When I say famous,
I mean household names. Like Picasso.
For real. It's all fake,
but it's identical.
When I say identical,
I mean exactly the same.
Why hasn't she been arrested?
Oh. The federal police are fishing.
Know what they do?
They chum the waters and then
they sit back and wait to see who bites.
The buyer is just as important
as the seller.
We use the small fish
to catch the big fish.
Hmm.
Do you know what the problem is?
The problem is
that they realized these fakes
are scattered throughout museums
all over the world.
Paintings that people
line up for and pay to see,
even if it's just for three seconds.
I'm talking about paintings
that are at the top of these fucking
"things not to miss" when you visit
these famous, expensive tourist towns.
Now imagine what would happen
if the world found out
that they're all fakes
made by some Danish woman
who lives in a shitty apartment in Lisbon.
There was one time Charlie Chaplin
entered a Chaplin lookalike contest.
No one knew it was him.
He got third place.
I'm trying to say, sometimes
it's hard to tell the difference between
what's real and what's fake.
In this case, is there even a difference?
They're exactly the same.
No, they're not exactly the same.
They're not.
You're trying to complicate things.
Something's either real or fake.
End of story.
Everything's very simple to me.
- Everything is very simple to you?
- Simple as water.
- As simple as water?
- H2O, baby.
Two hydrogen atoms, one oxygen.
I mean, there's...
What are you even talking about?
And why the hell did you bring me here?
What is this,
a tour of local crime scenes?
Where are we going next?
Some villa in Restelo
where someone committed a triple homicide?
Okay, but you were the one who said
you wanted to get to know me better.
Right?
If it was up to me,
we'd already be in a motel and...
And you'd already be naked.
Okay.
Ri. Rita.
Careful, it's getting cold.
These hot nights are deceiving.
Don't get a cold.
Okay, let's go.
Where do you wanna go?
To that villa in Restelo
where the triple homicide happened?
No. To the motel.
Why are you standing there, Luísa?
I'm waiting.
They're coming for me.
Who's coming for you?
Can't tell you.
Why not?
Because it's one of those things
I don't know how to talk about.
One of those things you don't talk about.
And you wouldn't understand
even if I told you.
But since when
don't I understand you, Luísa?
Even I didn't understand when I found out.
It all came to me... so suddenly.
Do you mind
if I keep you company while you wait?
Mm-hmm.
But you have to leave
before they get here.
Oh.
That's not them, is it?
Of course not.
That's nonsense.
Listen.
Are you okay?
Mm-hmm.
You're lying. You're not okay.
Look at you, you're not okay.
What do you want me to say?
Look, I like you, you know that.
What was it?
I've been honest with you.
I never said I was gonna leave her.
Look, I never asked you to leave her.
It's as simple as water.
H2O, baby.
Mom.
Mom.
Have you ever
found yourself doing something
that isn't really like you at all,
but you keep doing it again and again
just because
it makes you feel really good?
How old are you?
Hi, Dad.
Twenty-five.
Twenty-five years of pretending
my sweet and innocent daughter
didn't have a sex life.
That illusion has just been shattered.
I forgot you and Mom
were giving it another try.
Keep up the good work.
Twenty-five sweet years.
Hey, sweetie.
Is everything okay?
As I was saying...
Have you ever
found yourself doing something
that isn't really like you,
but you just keep doing it
over and over again?
Mm.
Why do you keep doing it, then?
Skin.
Chemistry. Pleasure.
If there was a Rita Paixão
lookalike contest tomorrow,
I don't even think
I would win third place. And it's me.
What do you mean?
"La Llorona."
I found that in the trash by accident.
It was painted by a Danish forger
with these melancholy eyes.
- Hmm.
- I know what you're thinking.
The universe should be
more subtle with its messages.
But that's the problem.
The problem is we all started
paying attention to the world,
everything around us and its messages.
And now this, the universe won't shut up.
We pay too much attention.
How are things with Dad?
Fine.
And yet here you are alone in the kitchen
in the middle of the night.
I'm planning your aunt's wedding,
that's all.
I just want to do it right. Hmm.
You know, make the right decisions.
It's not easy to decide who sits where.
That's true, it's not easy at all.
Hmm.
- Night.
- Good night.
Hmm.
I think I'm in love.
Who's the lucky girl this time, Vasco?
You're drawing her, man.
Who? The cougar?
Cougar?
Have you seen yourself?
Okay, but it's totally different.
You all represent beauty and youth.
And us, we're just guys.
Right, Vasco? We're just guys.
Sure, Charlie Chaplin had a son
when he was 73.
Right? We're just guys.
Exactly. We start to lose our hair,
our erections. Don't we?
It's not easy for anyone.
Time passes and death draws near.
What can we do about it?
Take photos?
Or paint?
Hold on to memories we have. Right?
What else?
The last time I served as your muse,
you didn't even get past my outline.
I looked like a ghost of myself.
Well, maybe, but now
I can really look at you.
I can see you, very well.
Hmm.
What should we do, Daniel?
No idea.
Oh. Big help.
No, I really don't know.
This is your fantasy.
You're the one writing the script, right?
Yeah, okay.
Want one?
Imaginary cigarettes
don't turn your teeth yellow.
First time I came here,
when I met you both...
I didn't say a word.
I was just there naked... for you,
and I let you draw me
however you wanted to see me.
It's always been easier
to follow instructions.
Pregnant, stay with the baby's father.
Work as a couple, stay together.
Things are a little shaky,
shh, try not to move.
Maybe that way...
nothing will be jeopardized.
You can trust me.
I'm never going to tell anyone
that your favorite movie is Dirty Dancing.
And now I should say,
"Of course that isn't my favorite movie."
But what's the point in arguing
with my subconscious, hmm? Nothing.
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner."
But I feel like I'm always
in the fucking corner.
Yeah, but that's because
you're not a baby anymore.
Hmm.
I'm all done.
Wow, man, it's an excellent likeness.
Wow.
It's exactly like the original.
Show me.
Wow.
She came to me.
- It's a great likeness, isn't it?
- Finally able to see her clearly.
Right, Vanessa?
It's... it's just like you.
I could see her really, really well
this time. Really well. Incredible.
- Sleep okay?
- Mm-hmm.
Morning.
Morning.
♪ I can live life backwards
For no reason ♪
♪ Without going on ♪
♪ Live life backwards
For no reason ♪
♪ Without going up ♪
Is it just me or is
that accountant looking at us?
Sunflowers are fertility, right?
No. Carnations are fertility,
sunflowers are vitality.
Hmm, great.
- Red roses are passion, obviously.
- That's right.
I want a lot of those.
With all those properties,
you oughta put the flowers in a blender
and make a smoothie.
There's a theory that says, uh,
that bouquets were first used
in the Middle Ages.
Brides used them to cover up their smell,
'cause they didn't bathe,
not even on their wedding day.
Hmm.
For you, my dear.
- It's a beautiful bouquet.
- Thank you.
Ow.
Thanks so much. Hmm.
- Are you happy?
- Very.
You make being happy seem so easy.
- Ah.
- I envy you.
You deserve to be happy too, Vanessa.
You talk about happiness
- like it's some kind of prize you get.
- Ah.
"Hello. This is the happiness committee.
We've processed your application,
and although you did not achieve
the requisite levels..."
Hey, come on,
just stop talking for one second.
- "...you get to be content."
- Listen to what I'm trying to tell you.
You deserve to be happy too.
- I heard you the first time.
- Oh.
I don't know
what I'm gonna dress up as yet.
- I may have an idea.
- Huh?
Come on.
- Okay, calm down.
- This is gonna be amazing. Just wait.
♪ Dust on my foot ♪
♪ Blue sky... ♪
♪ I won't change the sunset ♪
♪ In the skin, we are one ♪
♪ My cream is your salt ♪
♪ Come here and see it ♪
♪ Melting ♪
♪ Until the end ♪
- Who are you?
- Frank Sinatra.
Amália Rodrigues.
Zombie.
How do you know my daughter?
I was their driver the night they met.
It was obvious right away
they had a very strong connection.
So strong that for a moment there,
- I thought they were...
- Spare me the details, all right?
Where's Vanessa? Have you seen her?
♪ Melting ♪
♪ Until the end ♪
♪ When the morning breeze is gone ♪
♪ When the sound
Of the waves fades away... ♪
Hey.
God, this is unbearably hot.
- There you go.
- I can't take it much longer.
- Well, that's appropriate.
- Shut up, bear.
Where's Mom?
Mom went to get changed.
She went to put her costume on,
but she's not back yet.
What's she gonna be?
Don't know. She didn't wanna tell me.
Hmm, okay.
- A quick photo, huh?
- Okay.
A photo, great.
Is it just me or is that accountant
looking at us in kind of a weird way?
Hmm?
See him?
Uh, no, I don't know him.
He's waving.
He could be waving at anyone.
I don't know.
Marco.
- Hmm?
- Probably another Marco.
So weird.
Sweetheart.
About the other night, I...
- Sorry for reacting the way I did.
- Mm.
I... I want you to know
that you can talk to me about anything.
Okay? Anything.
Is the accountant still waving?
No. But here comes the bride.
♪ When the night
Doesn't want to sleep ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
Hi!
You're so beautiful.
Beautiful.
♪ Come here and see it ♪
♪ Melting ♪
♪ Until the end ♪
♪ When the morning breeze is gone ♪
♪ When the sound of the waves fades away ♪
♪ When the night doesn't want to sleep ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you... ♪
Yeah!
Marco!
Marco, seriously?
Marco!
Honestly, I've lost count
of how many people I've married.
People like to...
To complain about bureaucracy, but
- think about it.
- Hmm.
Imagine a world without notaries.
I'm trying to imagine it.
- Are you?
- Mm-hmm.
Terrible. It would be terrible!
Unsigned contracts all over the place.
We'd be forced to just
take people's word on everything.
How many friendships would fall apart.
Mm-hmm.
Did you know
I've always had a thing for priests?
Inner peace turns you on?
No.
I think it's more
the forbidden-fruit thing.
Um, are we intruding here?
- Let's go play.
- Yes, ma'am.
Why are you
running away from me, Marco?
- I'm not running away.
- What?
- You invited yourself...
- I can't hear anything you're saying.
You invited yourself,
I didn't ask you to come.
I was just messing around.
What'd you think was gonna happen?
That you'd show up in the real world
and then what?
No, I...
I don't know, I just thought
we could meet in person.
I thought it made sense.
Right.
Who said I wanted to meet you anyway?
Well, you didn't say you didn't.
But I jumped off a cliff.
I thought that would've made it clear,
but apparently not.
You come here
and disturb me at my place of work?
We're on planet Earth, yeah?
Okay? We're not on the planet Pascby
or any other place I can't pronounce.
- Pashgyfder.
- Yeah, that.
Look, I'm sorry.
ARMANDO - I CAN STILL TASTE
YOU ON THE TIP OF MY TONGUE
Hey, sweetheart.
No, leave it, leave it.
Uh...
Has the music stopped?
I'll go and... I'll go see what's going on.
- Hey. What's going on?
- Well...
We've lost a singer
I'm going to find out what's up.
It's all good.
- Why has the music stopped?
- I'm sorry. I'm going to look for Vanda.
I'll figure it out. I don't know what's...
Marco! Marco!
Have you seen Vanda from the band-a?
What the fuck?
Sorry, I'm not sure what's...
Um, I'll go find her. Sorry.
- Little sister...
- Oh.
...this one's for you.
♪ So much left unsaid ♪
♪ Whenever I leave ♪
♪ The bonds are ♪
♪ Made of concrete ♪
♪ I try not to give in ♪
♪ If I want you now ♪
♪ I pretend another mission ♪
♪ To give you my hand ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ There is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
♪ I expect another sun to rise ♪
♪ Maybe it evaporates ♪
♪ That ice attracts ♪
♪ But it burns those who don't take care ♪
♪ Too bad you don't want to see ♪
♪ But I have all my life ♪
♪ To convince you ♪
♪ To be whoever you want to be ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes... ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me... ♪
Pashgyfder.
♪ That there is love if there is a will ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ That there is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
Thank you.
Fantastic.
Great job! That's a great job!
Whoo!
Wonderful.
♪ So much left unsaid ♪
♪ Whenever I leave ♪
♪ The bonds are
Made of concrete ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ There is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
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Money Heist.
- Obviously. Who are you?
- Yes, of course.
Mia Wallace.
Pulp Fiction?
Ah!
I brought wine.
Excellent!
- Let's go. Let's party.
- Let's party.
- Open up.
- Please, baby.
Have a little nachito. Mmm.
You're both crazy.
Both of you, totally nuts.
Seriously. But honestly, I think I am too.
I'm gonna enjoy being single.
It's going to be so good for me.
- Salud!
- Cheers.
Oh, that must be Francisco.
He said he was going to be
a little early.
He's a friend of ours.
I don't think you've met him.
He went to university with Sócrates.
He's also recently separated.
Hmm.
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No, but just between us,
even back then, he was already
really so full of himself.
"I get what I want." You know?
Kind of an asshole, basically.
And on top of all that,
he cheated on every exam.
That's what I'm always saying to Diana,
people don't change.
Once an asshole, always an asshole.
There you go again.
You're such a determinist.
Wait a second, I need to look up
what determinist means. Determinist.
- Looking it up?
- Of course.
Do you guys remember
when people would say something
and there was no way of telling
if they were just bullshitting?
- Just parroting phrases...
- Uh-huh.
...they learned from
freshman year of college.
- Isn't that true, my love?
- Mm-hmm.
Oh, man. You guys haven't changed.
- Never, never, never, never.
- Don't change.
A little bit sometimes. Just to...
- A little bit?
- A little bit, darling?
- We don't change at all.
- It's your fault. It's your fault.
- Fine, it's my fault.
- See?
Mia Wallace.
Vincent Vega.
You know, according to the movie,
this trench coat
is mine.
Come and get it.
Hmm.
Before you get any ideas,
I should tell you I'm married.
Still.
But not for much longer.
I'm sorry. But we've been
parked here for over five minutes.
What's your name?
- Joel.
- Uh...
Joel. Look, Joel.
Five stars just for you. Hmm?
Oh, Joel.
I think I might be in love.
♪ See my babe ♪
♪ See her body sway ♪
♪ I love my little Queenie ♪
- ♪ They call her Skinny Minnie ♪
- ♪ Oh yeah ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
♪ Come on, little child ♪
- ♪ And stomp with me tonight ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ So much left unsaid ♪
♪ Whenever I leave ♪
♪ The bonds are
Made of concrete ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ There is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
What happened
the rest of the night, stays between us.
We partied all night long. We did.
- You're so proud of yourself.
- Come on, didn't we? Just admit it.
- You're so sexy.
- But, yes, it's true.
All right,
and getting back to the wedding...
Costumes. Isn't it great?
Everyone dressed up
kind of like a carnival.
And we don't want that many people.
Just family and close friends, yeah.
Oh, my God. I need to introduce you
to my parents before we get married.
- You haven't met them.
- Of course. At the very least, right?
How have I not met my in-laws yet?
What's going on?
How do you pronounce
the name of this planet?
You make a beautiful couple.
Thank you, Mom.
- You do.
- Thanks.
I wish you both seven joyful years.
Dad, don't start. Hmm.
Baby, it's okay. It was just a joke.
Alexandre.
- You look after my daughter, okay?
- Mom.
Mom, this isn't Alexandre.
This is Francisco.
Who's Alexandre?
He was my first husband,
but that's not important.
- Wasn't Sandro the first husband?
- No, Dad.
And you know it wasn't him.
Jesus Christ, there were only two.
Is it that hard to remember?
- Okay, okay.
- Only two, darling?
I can't believe this.
So is there a problem with your bike?
Alexandre, look at me, child.
I don't know why, but you look different.
Oh!
You dyed your hair.
Have you checked the, uh,
the... the starter?
Do you know anything about motorcycles?
- No.
- So then, keep your mouth shut.
My God, I don't know how you can
stand dealing with Mom and Dad every day.
I seriously don't know.
I could never do it.
Mom is getting really loopy.
Someone has to do it.
What?
Take care of our parents.
You've always been more together than me.
I was looking for cigarettes.
- Thought I had some, but I don't.
- Hmm.
You think they'd be better off with me,
in a two-bedroom apartment
in Bairro das Colónias
with one of my temporary husbands?
If they're temporary,
why do they ever become husbands?
Because.
Just because something is fleeting,
doesn't mean we should avoid it.
It's the opposite actually.
If everything is going to end,
we should do whatever makes us happy
and that's that.
That's how life is, nothing wrong with it.
Everything has an expiration date.
This planet has an expiration date,
we have an expiration date.
And relationships do too.
Which you now know, right?
Have you worked out what you're
going to do about the divorce?
The villa, the business, our parents?
We've decided to give it another try.
- Are you sure?
- Another chance. Mm-hmm.
Vanessa, are you just doing this because...
It's what's best for everyone.
Look, here comes
your third temporary husband.
Girls, your parents
are really something else.
So, do you like your new son-in-law?
Ha. Very smiley.
Well, that's definitely a deal-breaker.
Do you want help with that?
What about you,
do you know anything about this?
Sure.
So what do you need me to do?
Let's take a look at this tire.
Okay.
I don't see you. Where are you?
Cross Invention Avenue
and take the first right.
The first right
leads to the orgasmic center.
Sorry.
Sorry, I meant the second right.
Virtual reality is,
it's so amazing.
It really looked like...
What's the name of this planet?
Pashy... Pash-guy... What?
It's impossible to pronounce.
I think that's the point,
something alien-like.
Pashgyfder.
It's gets easier.
Are you nervous?
Um, a little.
I mean, it's the first time
we're meeting in this world.
We're not just texting anymore.
Are you an accountant?
It was the weirdest thing
I could think of.
I still think we should meet in person.
Uh, in the real world?
You already stood me up twice.
Third time's the charm.
I feel bad. I really am sorry,
but between my thesis
and my aunt's wedding,
I have no free time.
No problem, I'll show up.
What? Sh... Show up where?
Your aunt's wedding.
You say it was gonna be a costume party?
So it's perfect.
Guess what I'm gonna dress up as?
Hold this for a second.
There, take it, take it.
Shit.
Did you see it?
No, but I'm not...
I'm not wearing my contacts.
Let it go. Come on, come to bed.
"On Love."
Hmm.
Never read it. Is it good?
Mm-hmm.
"Even the smallest
degree of hope is sufficient
for love to be born."
Are you sure you want to do this?
Mm-hmm.
Hold on.
Hold on.
- Wait.
- It's here. I can hear it. Where is it?
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
I can hear it.
Mm-hmm, my hero.
See that window
up on the third floor there?
One of the best forgers
in Europe lives there.
A Danish woman.
Her lover is one of our informants,
and we've even managed
to get access to some photos.
You should see them.
Jaw-dropping, seriously.
This place is filled
with famous works of art.
When I say famous,
I mean household names. Like Picasso.
For real. It's all fake,
but it's identical.
When I say identical,
I mean exactly the same.
Why hasn't she been arrested?
Oh. The federal police are fishing.
Know what they do?
They chum the waters and then
they sit back and wait to see who bites.
The buyer is just as important
as the seller.
We use the small fish
to catch the big fish.
Hmm.
Do you know what the problem is?
The problem is
that they realized these fakes
are scattered throughout museums
all over the world.
Paintings that people
line up for and pay to see,
even if it's just for three seconds.
I'm talking about paintings
that are at the top of these fucking
"things not to miss" when you visit
these famous, expensive tourist towns.
Now imagine what would happen
if the world found out
that they're all fakes
made by some Danish woman
who lives in a shitty apartment in Lisbon.
There was one time Charlie Chaplin
entered a Chaplin lookalike contest.
No one knew it was him.
He got third place.
I'm trying to say, sometimes
it's hard to tell the difference between
what's real and what's fake.
In this case, is there even a difference?
They're exactly the same.
No, they're not exactly the same.
They're not.
You're trying to complicate things.
Something's either real or fake.
End of story.
Everything's very simple to me.
- Everything is very simple to you?
- Simple as water.
- As simple as water?
- H2O, baby.
Two hydrogen atoms, one oxygen.
I mean, there's...
What are you even talking about?
And why the hell did you bring me here?
What is this,
a tour of local crime scenes?
Where are we going next?
Some villa in Restelo
where someone committed a triple homicide?
Okay, but you were the one who said
you wanted to get to know me better.
Right?
If it was up to me,
we'd already be in a motel and...
And you'd already be naked.
Okay.
Ri. Rita.
Careful, it's getting cold.
These hot nights are deceiving.
Don't get a cold.
Okay, let's go.
Where do you wanna go?
To that villa in Restelo
where the triple homicide happened?
No. To the motel.
Why are you standing there, Luísa?
I'm waiting.
They're coming for me.
Who's coming for you?
Can't tell you.
Why not?
Because it's one of those things
I don't know how to talk about.
One of those things you don't talk about.
And you wouldn't understand
even if I told you.
But since when
don't I understand you, Luísa?
Even I didn't understand when I found out.
It all came to me... so suddenly.
Do you mind
if I keep you company while you wait?
Mm-hmm.
But you have to leave
before they get here.
Oh.
That's not them, is it?
Of course not.
That's nonsense.
Listen.
Are you okay?
Mm-hmm.
You're lying. You're not okay.
Look at you, you're not okay.
What do you want me to say?
Look, I like you, you know that.
What was it?
I've been honest with you.
I never said I was gonna leave her.
Look, I never asked you to leave her.
It's as simple as water.
H2O, baby.
Mom.
Mom.
Have you ever
found yourself doing something
that isn't really like you at all,
but you keep doing it again and again
just because
it makes you feel really good?
How old are you?
Hi, Dad.
Twenty-five.
Twenty-five years of pretending
my sweet and innocent daughter
didn't have a sex life.
That illusion has just been shattered.
I forgot you and Mom
were giving it another try.
Keep up the good work.
Twenty-five sweet years.
Hey, sweetie.
Is everything okay?
As I was saying...
Have you ever
found yourself doing something
that isn't really like you,
but you just keep doing it
over and over again?
Mm.
Why do you keep doing it, then?
Skin.
Chemistry. Pleasure.
If there was a Rita Paixão
lookalike contest tomorrow,
I don't even think
I would win third place. And it's me.
What do you mean?
"La Llorona."
I found that in the trash by accident.
It was painted by a Danish forger
with these melancholy eyes.
- Hmm.
- I know what you're thinking.
The universe should be
more subtle with its messages.
But that's the problem.
The problem is we all started
paying attention to the world,
everything around us and its messages.
And now this, the universe won't shut up.
We pay too much attention.
How are things with Dad?
Fine.
And yet here you are alone in the kitchen
in the middle of the night.
I'm planning your aunt's wedding,
that's all.
I just want to do it right. Hmm.
You know, make the right decisions.
It's not easy to decide who sits where.
That's true, it's not easy at all.
Hmm.
- Night.
- Good night.
Hmm.
I think I'm in love.
Who's the lucky girl this time, Vasco?
You're drawing her, man.
Who? The cougar?
Cougar?
Have you seen yourself?
Okay, but it's totally different.
You all represent beauty and youth.
And us, we're just guys.
Right, Vasco? We're just guys.
Sure, Charlie Chaplin had a son
when he was 73.
Right? We're just guys.
Exactly. We start to lose our hair,
our erections. Don't we?
It's not easy for anyone.
Time passes and death draws near.
What can we do about it?
Take photos?
Or paint?
Hold on to memories we have. Right?
What else?
The last time I served as your muse,
you didn't even get past my outline.
I looked like a ghost of myself.
Well, maybe, but now
I can really look at you.
I can see you, very well.
Hmm.
What should we do, Daniel?
No idea.
Oh. Big help.
No, I really don't know.
This is your fantasy.
You're the one writing the script, right?
Yeah, okay.
Want one?
Imaginary cigarettes
don't turn your teeth yellow.
First time I came here,
when I met you both...
I didn't say a word.
I was just there naked... for you,
and I let you draw me
however you wanted to see me.
It's always been easier
to follow instructions.
Pregnant, stay with the baby's father.
Work as a couple, stay together.
Things are a little shaky,
shh, try not to move.
Maybe that way...
nothing will be jeopardized.
You can trust me.
I'm never going to tell anyone
that your favorite movie is Dirty Dancing.
And now I should say,
"Of course that isn't my favorite movie."
But what's the point in arguing
with my subconscious, hmm? Nothing.
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner."
But I feel like I'm always
in the fucking corner.
Yeah, but that's because
you're not a baby anymore.
Hmm.
I'm all done.
Wow, man, it's an excellent likeness.
Wow.
It's exactly like the original.
Show me.
Wow.
She came to me.
- It's a great likeness, isn't it?
- Finally able to see her clearly.
Right, Vanessa?
It's... it's just like you.
I could see her really, really well
this time. Really well. Incredible.
- Sleep okay?
- Mm-hmm.
Morning.
Morning.
♪ I can live life backwards
For no reason ♪
♪ Without going on ♪
♪ Live life backwards
For no reason ♪
♪ Without going up ♪
Is it just me or is
that accountant looking at us?
Sunflowers are fertility, right?
No. Carnations are fertility,
sunflowers are vitality.
Hmm, great.
- Red roses are passion, obviously.
- That's right.
I want a lot of those.
With all those properties,
you oughta put the flowers in a blender
and make a smoothie.
There's a theory that says, uh,
that bouquets were first used
in the Middle Ages.
Brides used them to cover up their smell,
'cause they didn't bathe,
not even on their wedding day.
Hmm.
For you, my dear.
- It's a beautiful bouquet.
- Thank you.
Ow.
Thanks so much. Hmm.
- Are you happy?
- Very.
You make being happy seem so easy.
- Ah.
- I envy you.
You deserve to be happy too, Vanessa.
You talk about happiness
- like it's some kind of prize you get.
- Ah.
"Hello. This is the happiness committee.
We've processed your application,
and although you did not achieve
the requisite levels..."
Hey, come on,
just stop talking for one second.
- "...you get to be content."
- Listen to what I'm trying to tell you.
You deserve to be happy too.
- I heard you the first time.
- Oh.
I don't know
what I'm gonna dress up as yet.
- I may have an idea.
- Huh?
Come on.
- Okay, calm down.
- This is gonna be amazing. Just wait.
♪ Dust on my foot ♪
♪ Blue sky... ♪
♪ I won't change the sunset ♪
♪ In the skin, we are one ♪
♪ My cream is your salt ♪
♪ Come here and see it ♪
♪ Melting ♪
♪ Until the end ♪
- Who are you?
- Frank Sinatra.
Amália Rodrigues.
Zombie.
How do you know my daughter?
I was their driver the night they met.
It was obvious right away
they had a very strong connection.
So strong that for a moment there,
- I thought they were...
- Spare me the details, all right?
Where's Vanessa? Have you seen her?
♪ Melting ♪
♪ Until the end ♪
♪ When the morning breeze is gone ♪
♪ When the sound
Of the waves fades away... ♪
Hey.
God, this is unbearably hot.
- There you go.
- I can't take it much longer.
- Well, that's appropriate.
- Shut up, bear.
Where's Mom?
Mom went to get changed.
She went to put her costume on,
but she's not back yet.
What's she gonna be?
Don't know. She didn't wanna tell me.
Hmm, okay.
- A quick photo, huh?
- Okay.
A photo, great.
Is it just me or is that accountant
looking at us in kind of a weird way?
Hmm?
See him?
Uh, no, I don't know him.
He's waving.
He could be waving at anyone.
I don't know.
Marco.
- Hmm?
- Probably another Marco.
So weird.
Sweetheart.
About the other night, I...
- Sorry for reacting the way I did.
- Mm.
I... I want you to know
that you can talk to me about anything.
Okay? Anything.
Is the accountant still waving?
No. But here comes the bride.
♪ When the night
Doesn't want to sleep ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
Hi!
You're so beautiful.
Beautiful.
♪ Come here and see it ♪
♪ Melting ♪
♪ Until the end ♪
♪ When the morning breeze is gone ♪
♪ When the sound of the waves fades away ♪
♪ When the night doesn't want to sleep ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you ♪
♪ I'll go with you... ♪
Yeah!
Marco!
Marco, seriously?
Marco!
Honestly, I've lost count
of how many people I've married.
People like to...
To complain about bureaucracy, but
- think about it.
- Hmm.
Imagine a world without notaries.
I'm trying to imagine it.
- Are you?
- Mm-hmm.
Terrible. It would be terrible!
Unsigned contracts all over the place.
We'd be forced to just
take people's word on everything.
How many friendships would fall apart.
Mm-hmm.
Did you know
I've always had a thing for priests?
Inner peace turns you on?
No.
I think it's more
the forbidden-fruit thing.
Um, are we intruding here?
- Let's go play.
- Yes, ma'am.
Why are you
running away from me, Marco?
- I'm not running away.
- What?
- You invited yourself...
- I can't hear anything you're saying.
You invited yourself,
I didn't ask you to come.
I was just messing around.
What'd you think was gonna happen?
That you'd show up in the real world
and then what?
No, I...
I don't know, I just thought
we could meet in person.
I thought it made sense.
Right.
Who said I wanted to meet you anyway?
Well, you didn't say you didn't.
But I jumped off a cliff.
I thought that would've made it clear,
but apparently not.
You come here
and disturb me at my place of work?
We're on planet Earth, yeah?
Okay? We're not on the planet Pascby
or any other place I can't pronounce.
- Pashgyfder.
- Yeah, that.
Look, I'm sorry.
ARMANDO - I CAN STILL TASTE
YOU ON THE TIP OF MY TONGUE
Hey, sweetheart.
No, leave it, leave it.
Uh...
Has the music stopped?
I'll go and... I'll go see what's going on.
- Hey. What's going on?
- Well...
We've lost a singer
I'm going to find out what's up.
It's all good.
- Why has the music stopped?
- I'm sorry. I'm going to look for Vanda.
I'll figure it out. I don't know what's...
Marco! Marco!
Have you seen Vanda from the band-a?
What the fuck?
Sorry, I'm not sure what's...
Um, I'll go find her. Sorry.
- Little sister...
- Oh.
...this one's for you.
♪ So much left unsaid ♪
♪ Whenever I leave ♪
♪ The bonds are ♪
♪ Made of concrete ♪
♪ I try not to give in ♪
♪ If I want you now ♪
♪ I pretend another mission ♪
♪ To give you my hand ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ There is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
♪ I expect another sun to rise ♪
♪ Maybe it evaporates ♪
♪ That ice attracts ♪
♪ But it burns those who don't take care ♪
♪ Too bad you don't want to see ♪
♪ But I have all my life ♪
♪ To convince you ♪
♪ To be whoever you want to be ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes... ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me... ♪
Pashgyfder.
♪ That there is love if there is a will ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ That there is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
Thank you.
Fantastic.
Great job! That's a great job!
Whoo!
Wonderful.
♪ So much left unsaid ♪
♪ Whenever I leave ♪
♪ The bonds are
Made of concrete ♪
♪ I'm staying on this stop ♪
♪ Yes ♪
♪ Save your next trip for me ♪
♪ There is love if there is a will ♪
♪ Make me miss you no more ♪
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