Joint Venture (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 2 - Janela de Oportunidade - full transcript

Second Pico da Neblina.

Signed L.B. and B.W.

You really love each other,
don't you?

You wish you could go back in time,
don't you?

Imagine,
you wouldn't be living this shit,

having to hide
just like a rat to survive.

What makes you believe that he's
not gonna come up here with someone?

To mess up your face again.

You know what you gotta do,
don't you?

You just don't listen to me, huh?

It's all right... The worst blind man



is the one who doesn't want to listen.
Just fucking listen!

Listen!

I knew you'd come, brother.

JOINT VENTURE
WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY

You're such an asshole.

Look at that shit.

Hey, Biriba.

You're the only one
who can make me do this shit, Laura.

It's better than shaving
which makes it grow thicker.

-Who told you that?
-Everyone knows that, Salim.

Just do it and pull that shit already.

-It's not gonna hurt that much.
-I'm giving up on this shit.

Okay, just breathe.

-Motherfucker!
-Do you want me to blow on it?



I said I didn't want to do this.

-Hon, there's a square in your back.
-Fuck it, babe.

Come back, Salim.

C'mon.

Your call has been...

Daddy!

I'm scared.

Don't do it, Salim.

-PN?
-Who's this?

This is Salim from Cangaíba.

There's something
we need to talk about, bro.

It's about Bigato.

I've got nothing
to talk to you about, Salim.

Hear me?

-I know about the thing.
-I know nothing about this.

About the Dissent, bro.

If I were a rat,
you'd be long dead already.

I'm sharing my location
so that you can come rescue me.

Can I have another one, please?

Your call has been forwarded
to the voicemail.

She dumped me, Net.

She's not picking up.

Come on, bro.

Mr. Murilo Dos Santos.

AKA Salim.

That's me.

Do you know
who you're talking to, Salim?

To the Dissent.

Is that so?

You were planning a set-up on CD, bro.

You were going
to confront the movement, right?

But then they caught Bigato, man.

So there was no talk,

there was no war, no fucking shit.

We all know
how these things roll, man.

You backed out, and that was it.

Are you hearing that?
Are you recording that, Paulo Nunes?

Affirmative.

And what do you know
about Bigato's death?

When I arrived he was there
with his son and all his people.

I didn't have the courage to kill him.

I did the only thing I could,
which was to run, you get it?

But you knew, right? That when you
did that you were sentencing Bigato.

He was already dead, man.

This is simple, man.

I can help you out.

I can help you...

Did you hear that?
Did everyone hear it?

-Loud and clear, man.
-Affirmative.

-Bacalhau, it's your call, bro.
-No, it's not mine.

Not for that.

Everyone will have
to get their hands dirty for this.

-It's the end of the line for him.
-What the fuck, man?

We're on the same boat, bro.
What the fuck?

-What about the others?
-I agree with the stance.

Paulo?

I agree too, bro.

Shall we proceed, then?
You can cut the live broadcast.

Proceed with what, bro?
For Christ's sake, man.

-Is the boy's cocktail ready?
-It's ready to go, partner.

I'm telling you the truth,
I can help you catch CD!

You know me, bro!

Let me ask you
a quick question, big boy.

Are you gonna drink it quietly,
or are we gonna have to use force?

What's up, Caiçara?
Tell them about who we are, my man!

You're not gonna help me?
Not even you, bro?

Bring it here. Bring that tube.

Easy, bro.

Let me tell you a secret.

Dying is easy.

The worst part is the way you die,

because it hurts like fuck, man.

But death is smooth, bro.

It's just a "twee", it's really fast.
You don't even notice.

Rick?

How come, dude?

How come? It was Rick, bro.

He was Torneira's boyfriend,
the guy that CD killed.

Can you believe
the guy joined the Dissent, man?

Then what happened?

And then he defended me
like a real mother.

And does Rick have all this authority?

Do you want me to fucking repeat?

Bro, there was even a video
of them killing you.

In fact it's still out there...

but it's fake news.

I just can't believe
you're alive, bro.

The thing is that now I'm just
a pawn in their game, Biriba.

Just a pawn.

And that's why I'm still breathing...

By the way,

I heard you're now living with CD,

and even working with him at a shop.
What's going on?

He can do what he wants with my name.
He's using me as his cat's paws.

I'm also only breathing
because I'm useful.

Piece of shit.

Listen, Biriba.

I know how we're going to get CD, bro.

But we're going to need your help.

What we have to do...

is to make him fall in disgrace,
you know?

Make him become a rat.

Aren't you working with him?

Steal some money
and make them think it was CD.

Are you out of your mind?

I'm not.

Aren't you working
with him at the shop?

Why don't you take the money
from Castilho, the money from the robbery,

and sort out this shit?

Man, you're dumb.
You're so dumb.

We need to make
the money come out of CD's business

so that we can make it look
like he's stealing from the movement.

Get it?

You lost your mind, bro.

-That's why we need you, man.
-And who is "we"?

The Dissent, goddammit.

I knew you were gonna try
to involve me in this shit.

Go fuck yourself!

Go fuck yourself, man.

It's too late, bro.

You didn't get to choose.

You were chosen.

I've no idea
how I can pull off that plan.

We can talk through here.

-Is this some kind of app?
-It is, bro.

Just memorize the number
and throw the note away.

My son was born, wasn't he?

It's a boy, man.

I haven't talked
to Laura in a long time.

And before you ask me,
I don't know where she is, alright?

You fucked up my life, Biriba.

It's the least you could do
to try to make it up for that.

You don't call me, alright?

I'll be calling you.

Have a seat, Biriba.

I'm good, bro.

Just sit the fuck down.

I thought about that thing
you wanted for the shop.

A spectrometer, wasn't it?

I just ordered it.

You were right.

The whole thing was a bit amateur.

And there's no need
to fight because of that.

Family stick together.

There's one more thing, Biriba.
Whatever happened in the shop today,

stays between us, okay?

It's best if no one knows about it,

especially Kelly.

Oh, yeah? What if she finds out?

Then I'll know you opened your mouth.

Do we have a deal?

Just so you know, bro.

Buying a spectrometer
doesn't change shit, dude.

You know?

I need autonomy, man.

I know more about this shit
than you do.

We're out of ice.

Could you fill in the ice cube tray?

It's "spectro" what?

Spectrometer.

Spectrometer.

I think it's broken.

What do you mean broken?

Look, it's blank.

Of course.
You need to turn it on first.

Guys...

What's up with that stain
that appeared on the floor upstairs?

And can anyone tell me what happened

to all of our cleaning products?

I didn't use them.

I gave them to Carmen.
She need to clean some stuff.

-But I'll get more soon, alright?
-What stuff?

So you're telling me
that the lady is into cleaning now?

And the stain?

What stain, Kelly?

Guys, the stain that is
on the floor upstairs.

Oh, that's true. The stain, bro.

-That's right, the stain.
-Yeah, Will.

It was me. I went there...

to take the ink from the printer
and then it spilled.

I tried to fix it
but I only made it worse.

Your brother's really stupid, Kelly.

Relax, honey.

I'm going to get more.
I'm just checking on something.

That's it.

-You're leaving?
-Yes, I'm in a hurry.

That's not a fucking toy gun, bro.

Hey, my friend.

You can't be there.

-What do you mean, I can't be here?
-No, you can't be there.

It's a passageway.

I told you that you can't be there.

What part of that you didn't get?

I'm not in the passageway anymore.

All units.

I'm requesting assistance.

I have a pothead here
at the west exit.

Potentially intoxicated.

Seriously?

BIRIBONHA
MISSED CALL

Cookie, brownie,

oil, cream.

You know, I'm really starting
to believe in all that.

It's not just about selling weed.

It's also about adding weed

to stuff that non-potheads consume.

You see? Do you know why?

Because deep, deep down,
every non-pothead

wants to be a little bit of a pothead.

Don't you think?

It's straight ahead.

I see that.

Claudio told me that you needed to use
all of the cleaning products, did you?

Claudio said that?

He did. Isn't it true?

It is.

Hey, Carmen.

Do you think next time

you can just give me a call

and let me know beforehand
so I can buy more?

Hey, Kelly.

Didn't you notice that she
doesn't want to talk to you?

Hey mom, can I talk?

Excuse me. Thank you.

Carmen, I'm very sorry, okay?

You know, Carmen,
I'm just trying to chat, okay?

After all, the shop is ours.

Kelly,

let me tell you something.

Nothing is ours.

You don't get to tell me what to do.

I have enough shit
from CD to clean up.

All right, this is you.

Thank you so much
for the ride, Carmen.

-Any time, Mrs. Irene.
-Thanks.

Let's go, Kelly! Get out of the car.

-Come on, I need your help!
-I'm coming!

-There, close the door.
-What the hell...

One espresso and a vanilla frappe

with almond milk and extra cream.

That's 32 reais.

You can keep the change.

Biriba, you're not gonna believe it.

You're just not gonna believe it.

After I quit everything,

I went to live
in a self-sustainable community.

These guys are
self-sustainable, Biriba.

-Self-sustain...
-I don't have time for that, bro.

I don't care, man

Here's the deal, bro.

I see that you're totally fucked up

and seeing you
like that is quite convenient.

What the hell, Biriba?

My situation is a little...

"unsustainable". What do you know
about embezzlement?

What kind of question is that?

Just a question.

Well...

I know a thing or two in theory.

In Brazil,
it's definitely not that hard.

Hey, do you...

Do you think I embezzled money
from the emporium, dude?

Biriba, here's the deal.

Morally, I have nothing against

tax evasion.
For me, taxation is robbery.

However,

I would never involve you
in some shit like that.

That's the problem, dude.
I want you involved.

So that's why you called me?

Forget it, man.

Dammit, man. You really prefer being
a hobo than to help me out?

Biriba, this here is a vanilla frappe

with almond milk, bro.

I'm not a hobo.

But just look at the way
you're dressed, dude.

This is actually yours.

Bro, I'm offering you an opportunity.

To get out of this shit, man.

Weren't you the correct guy?

You want to embezzle money now.
You always did the right thing.

To summarize it, bro.
Either you help me out,

-or you can take your frappe and go.
-OK.

I'll help you now,
I can teach you now.

You take a fucking ID card,

a fucking
Individual Taxpayer Registration.

Get a name of any fucker
for you to start a business.

Preferably,
someone you hate

- because if things go wrong, he's fucked.
-What else?

You're taking notes?

What's up with the drawing?

Seriously, Biriba.

I thought this would be different.

Thank you for the frappe.

I owe you one.

Hey, Vini!

Do you want a job?

That's right.

Refunds are requested directly
to your health insurance plan.

Yeah, the website.

-Paula, have you scanned the files?
-I'm almost done.

-Just try to finish that today, okay?
-Dr. Claudia?

Hi, how are you?

-I'm not sure if you remember me.
-No.

I'm Murilo, Laura's husband.

She had a baby some time ago
and I had to leave for a while.

I really need to see her.

Is there any way you can
please give me her new address?

I'm sorry but I'm not
the one who's going to help.

Excuse me.

Raising your tone won't help
to solve your issue.

I'm here on the same website
and I'm not finding it.

Oh, right there.

I found it. Right.

On the left side.

Enter the number.

Take a look at the display here, bro.

It's like a jewelry shop, see?

The client is able to browse
and look at the descriptions.

He's free to just look around.

But here's the deal.
It's gonna be done

our way.
This is only a reference, you know?

Right. Are these the owners?

Yes.

Have a seat, son.

I want to tell you something, Biriba.

You're right, I thought about
what you told me

and you know more about
the business than I do.

But I also wanted
to share my thoughts,

to know what you think
about what I think.

So I think
that this legalization, bro,

was the biggest robbery
that the guys could have carried out.

What can we do
to get our business back?

We had a huge loss, man.

Otherwise, it will all be in the hands
of the same people out there.

There are lots
of adventurous people doing it, CD.

You know?

And they have no idea
what they're doing.

But the problem is, we're treating
our business like a drug alley.

That's our mistake.

We can be better than them, but...

Anyway.

I have an idea.

What do you think about bringing

a friend of mine here?

Kelly's working a lot
with the other products,

-she doesn't care about the store.
-What friend?

It's Vini, bro. My ex-partner.

You know, he's really fucked up, man.

He won't ask for much.

Former partner
in a store that was burned down.

No, that had nothing to do with him.

The son of a bitch
was his father, you know?

His father's an asshole.

In fact, he's one
of the owners at True Green.

At True Green?

Yeah, that motherfucking company.

Biriba.

I have a question, man.

Which is the best shop in our area?

The one who's on the right path.

-Which one?
-Let's see.

Well, there's Starjoints, you know?

It's here in the downtown area.

I think they're the best one.

But I'm sure our shop
could do a lot better than theirs.

But I mean it, bro.
If we bring up Vini,

and we make this display thing
I told you about,

we're gonna do a lot better than them.

Starjoints, right?

So that's what you think?

I think so.
In fact, I'm sure about it.

Got it.

So this is what we're gonna do.

We're gonna go there.

Biriba, here's the deal.

You go in there

and tell this guy
that you're interested

in buying his shop, okay?

What?

Next you're gonna do the following.
You also tell him

that you're gonna write them
a check immediately.

-Got it? Go on.
-That's nonsense, bro.

Just go, Biriba.
I just need a fucking number.

Go on, help me out here.
You're prettier than me. Go!

Move your ass, Biriba! Fuck!

-How are you doing?
-Hey.

Could speak to the owner, please?

Yeah, just a second.

Hello.

Is there a problem?

No, not at all. How are you?
My name is William.

I'm from Joint Venture,
at República Square.

I'd like to speak to the owner.

-That would be me.
-Do you think we could go somewhere...

more private?
I don't know, maybe an office.

I'm sorry.
What do you wanna talk about?

It's just that...

I have an offer
to integrate into your business.

Integrate into my business?

Actually, I think "acquire" is
the correct word.

-William, right?
-Yeah.

I don't know what you've been told,
but my shop is not for sale.

But don't you at least want
to listen to what I have to say?

No, I'm sorry.
I'm really busy right now. Excuse me.

-Wait a minute, bro.
-What are you doing, man?

You're gonna grab me?

It's all good, Rogério.

Leave.

Of course not, man.
What do you think you're doing?

Son of a bitch.

What's the next shop?

Hang on, that's not how things work.
Are you crazy?

Why are you so angry?

Do you think this is
a fucking western movie?

We just need
to write a check and that's it?

Well, that's not how things work.
They're a bunch of fucking playboys.

We need to think ahead of them.

We need to set up a team, bro.

I told you about Vini,
why don't you hire him?

All right, Biriba. All right.

Set up the meeting
for tomorrow morning.

But let me do the talking.

This shit won't stop ringing, damn.
What, Carmen?

What's up?

What's up, man.
Are you sure this is a safe line?

Speak, man.

Where are you?

In Ibiza, just chilling in the sun.

So, tell me. What did you get?

Well, apparently it's all good,
you know?

We just need
to open a firm in CD's name,

but I need to get a hold of his ID.

I know where he keeps everything,

but the son of a bitch
never lets go of his key.

I can't grab his documents
and then disappear, you know?

Send me a picture of his ID.

-What are you gonna do, man?
-Just send it to me.

-I need to hang up, see you.
-Cool.

Thanks for being here, dude.

It's cool, bro.
CD will be here tomorrow.

Just talk to him.

Is CD the owner?

Yes.

The real one, right?

Yes.

How the hell did we get here, Biriba?

Listen, bro...

Do you wanna sleep on the street
or come in?

If you want to take a shower
there's a shower in the bathroom.

And, hey...

Don't screw things up.

Can I help you?

Indica?
We have this one I told you about.

This one here?

This one is...

We call it an acorn.

No, it's just that

the shop was my idea.

With credit card?

Do you want the slip?

I need to watch out for this wave

That wants me to drown

Fuck.

-William?
-Hey!

-Hey.
-What's up? It's really big here.

Do you really need
a bed that's that big?

Look, I ran a few tests.

-What's that?
-Cookies.

"Oh my God, Kelly. Congrats!
They look so good!"

"Thanks, William."

No, I'm sorry.
They look great. I'll try some later.

I showed them to Claudio
and he didn't care and wouldn't even

-try them.
-That's crazy. Did you use food dye?

No, but when I was adding the butter

it got all clumped, they burned a bit.

So I think these might be
a little extra-strong.

Okay, cool. I'll test them.

But hey, we need...

to keep some sort of consistency,

-the same level.
-William.

Is there something going on?

No, why?

Nevermind.

Okay, cool.

Biriba?

CD?

Hey.

Check it out,
this one's gonna have a lot of pinene.

-Pinene?
-Yep.

You know that smell
from the toilet of a bus terminal?

I know...

That's what I'm talking about, look.

Damn!
You're a real artist, aren't you?

Put it there: 14 per cent THC.

-Fourteen...
-But that's not strong enough.

You're no reference.
You smoke like a chimney.

Hey, man. I'm sorry for punching you
in the face earlier.

-Don't worry. It's cool, man.
-Did it hurt much? Are you okay?

No... I mean...

You couldn't know I was there.

Biriba told me, man. But I forgot.
You know how it goes, right?

-Reflexes.
-Yeah, I would've done the same thing.

Dammit! That's not fucking possible.

-Hey, I did Krav Maga, you know?
-Oh, yeah?

I can teach you later.

Hey, man. Claudio, this Vini.
This is Claudio.

Fucking shit.

What's up?

-Let's talk, okay?
-Sure.

Take a look at that, CD.

Kelly asked you to try it.

Fuck, you know I'm not into this shit.

I know, but that's exactly why
you're our target customer.

Kelly' the worst, and so are you.

What do you guys do
in this filthy baking pan?

It gets screened,
then we send it over there.

But don't you clean it?

Look at the things
that Will comes up with, huh?

You meant Will and me. Right, mom?

Have you called Gabi?

She asked me not to.
So I'm not calling her.

You're going to leave
the girl on her own, right?

My God, mom. On her own?
Just give me a break.

Gabi knows
how to take care of herself.

Besides, with her
there's always a lot of drama,

a lot of bullshit
and nonsense, my God.

I'm happy. If she wants another dad,
if it's not good enough for her,

-she needs to figure it out.
-Hey, Kelly.

Do you really think
she's angry only because of that?

-What? It's obvious...
-The problem...

The problem isn't Claudio.
The problem is you.

Oh, that's right.

-I saw it coming.
-You lied to her all the time.

You lied about him disappearing.

You lied about not getting involved.

You lied about who he is.

You should have told her
the truth, Kelly!

Look who's talking, right, Mom?

You lied to us all the time,
you hid our dad from us.

That's not the same thing.

Yeah, because it's not you, right?

No, that's not it.
You and your brother

never wanted to know the truth, never.

Do you remember Kelly,

if you have ever asked me
about your dad?

You and your brother enjoy
being fooled all the time.

But Gabi does not.

There's one thing I never understood.

Exchange program.

What's it for?

Let's see.

In 2007,
exchange program in Barcelona.

What did you do there?

Well, I think
the exchange program

is a wider experience, right?

Did you make professional connections?

Professional? Not that I remember.

Spanish. Did you learn Spanish?

-You speak it?
-Intermediario.

Look, Vinicius.

Let me tell you something.

I was talking to Biriba,
you know, about your situation.

Believe me, my friend.

I know what it is to go
through tough times.

But trust me on what I'm going to say.

I don't think this is

the right place for you.

Did you read the resumé until the end?

The problem is
that I don't like your face.

Well...

I have... My hair's a bit...

I can actually work
on my appearance a little.

Do something with my hair.

Your dad.

What did he do with the shop
that belonged to you and Biriba?

But why is this relevant
to the interview?

You tell me.

Are you laughing, son?

Yes. I'm laughing.

My dad pulls one on me,

opens the biggest weed company
in the country with my idea,

and I'm the one being interrogated.
Awesome.

And do you still talk to your dad?

Why are you asking?

Just so that I know
if you're useful for me or not.

Well, of course. He's my dad.

Let me ask you something, do you...

mind starting from the bottom?

No, not at all.

I can take care of the warehouse.

I can be a clerk,
that's not a problem.

What about cleaning toilets?

Can you?

Thanks for your preference, bro.
Thank you so much, bro.

William!

What's the password to access
the security cameras of the shop?

What?

To see the images that were recorded.
What's the password?

I don't know, sis.

How come you don't know, William?
Didn't you install the whole thing?

Have you asked CD?

So?

Are you doubting my CV?

-Great! And you're living here too?
-Yeah!

-Dude, that's awesome.
-Cool, isn't it?

That's what I'm talking about, man.
Welcome on board!

-Claudio.
-Will you...?

We need to talk.

That's right. Yes, that's right. Okay.

Just make sure everything is...

-Kelly, what are you doing?
-Now!

-It was Carmen.
-Fuck her!

-What's the matter?
-You gonna tell me what's going on?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

-That fucking stain.
-What...

Did your brother say anything?

No.

My brother didn't tell me anything.

Why? Was he supposed to?

I see.

So that's why he's acting
so very fucking weird.

Kelly.

Kelly!

-Will! William! Come here.
-What is it, dammit?

-You're not gonna tell me?
-Tell you what?

What's up, sis?

The password for the cameras.

-CD's the one...
-Right now!

Kelly.

Listen to me, please.

A few days ago, these kids broke into

the shop and tried to rob it.

But that was taken care of.

Was that what you wanted to know?

Is this true?

What happened?

What happened is
that we needed to take care of it.

It's all good now.

But what did they take?

They didn't take anything, sis.

CD just told them who he was and...

they ran away.

You see? We just didn't want to...

worry you.

That's why we didn't tell you.

You're messing up with me.

Honey. For Christ's sake,
would you stop that?

-You're ridiculous! Excuse me!
-Kelly!

-Fucking liar.
-Kelly!

-Easy CD, leave her alone.
-Have you lost your mind?

-I swear I didn't tell her anything.
-Get out of my way.

It's better this way, bro.
You're gonna make things worse.

It's better if you cool down.
I know my sister.

With her acting like this...

There's nothing you can do.
Just give her time.

And what do I do?

Come on, bro, relax.
She's sad because of Gabi, you know.

She's frustrated with these edibles,

so there's a lot
in her head right now.

Fuck.

What the fuck, man!

Did you eat the damn cookie, CD?

No, Biriba.
I didn't eat the fucking cookie.

You're not gonna do it?

Just eat that shit, bro.

Your opinion matters to her.

Just relax a little bit, man.

And you can talk at night.

-Relax a little, right?
-Cool.

-I'll be downstairs if you need me.
-Yeah, I appreciate it.

It's the pot's car...

that is passing by

on your street.

Really fresh production.

You're being very stupid, dude.

Don't you fucking do that, man.

Aren't you listening?

How did you find me, Salim?

Is there anyone with you outside?
Are you safe?

Talk to me, Salim!

I'm safe, everything's fine.

Can I give you a hug?

You can.

Enough!

You're going to wake him up. Go!

Hi, son.

Hey, man.

It's your daddy here.

Look how cute you are!

Apolo.

I know you hated that name,

but you weren't here to decide.

I don't hate it anymore.

Hey. Come here, love.

It's okay.

I'm gonna quit, Laura.

I don't want to know about it.

But I want you to know.

Daddy is gonna figure this out, okay.

I promise.

I just came here to meet you

and tell that to you both.

Tell Sonia that I appreciate
what she's been doing.

Not many friends do
what she's doing for us.

Yes.

Hey. Drifting. Do you like it?

Is the car skidding?

Of course, bro. Are you blind?

Have a hit.

It looks like CD has reached
the 7th sense.

Yeah, he's definitely not well.

The 7th sense.

He's really wasted, man.
He needs to drink some water,

eat something, he's not used to it.

I'm going outside.

-Are you crazy, man?
-I'm out.

There's no way
you can drive like that. Sit down.

-I'm good, man.
-Sit down, bro.

Why don't you go down the street
and grab him something to eat?

I don't know, maybe a soda...
Can you help him, Vini?

Get some chocolate.

Anything. A soda.

Can you do it, Vini?
I'll stay here with him.

Me and Scooby will get you a snack.
Then I'll drive you home, OK?

Don't go anywhere, man.

It's Vini.

Who?

My name is not Scooby,
nobody has that name. My name is Vini.

What's up, CD. Are you alright, man?

Do you want a hit?

CD?

CD?

Hey, CD.

Hey, CD.

Biriba, I got some shit
from the fridge. I'll refill tomorrow.

Look how he's sleeping.

I'm gonna hit the road, folks.

-Is that okay? I've to go.
-That's cool, man.

-Make sure you take care of him.
-It's cool, bro.

Scooby,
you're really not into drifting?

Of any kind?

I don't...
I don't like drifting of any kind.

I guess.

ANONYMOUS

ANONYMOUS
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WELCOME TO THE DISSENT

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What's up, honey. Are you okay?

Hi.

Shit! That cookie
you made is so fucking strong.

Damn!

Did you eat it?

I did.

But hey, it also tastes good.

Very tasty.

Thank you.

If I were you
I'd start naming it right now.

It's gonna be a hit.

Yeah, whatever.

Kelly...

What?

Remember that story
about the kids in the shop...

Who tried to rob it?

What about it?

I killed them.

I had to tell you this. I don't want
to lie or hide it from you...

Honey, they entered the shop,

pointed a gun to your brother's face,
to my face.

It was gonna be a huge loss for us,
you know?

Can you imagine? If they pointed a gun
to your face, to Gabi's face?

I'd do it all over again.

The thing is, Kelly.

I was raised in the jungle.