The Business (2013–2018): Season 3, Episode 2 - Biografia - full transcript
Oceano Azul was sold.
Karin stayed as a shareholder and CEO.
Magali, Ariel and I left the company.
And the club
was turned into a spa.
There's no 'She was an escort'.
She'll always be one.
What did you expect?
That they'd accept your past?
I need to make an example.
I want Diego out of the firm.
...bet now, Oscar.
Don't bet for God's sake!
Bet for God's sake!
Sure I was upset. But I lost
five million. Please stay, Oscar.
Wait for me.
Magali, either give me a key,
and get me a toothbrush, or it's over.
Have all the alone time
you want.
They're a bunch of bastards. But I'm
lucky, because I don't need people.
I need things.
Things are better than people.
O NEGOCIO
Season III
Episode 2
BIOGRAPHY
A comet flew past the Earth
in 1811.
Coincidence or not,
it produced the best wine.
There are less than six bottles
of this wine left.
It cost me more than $100,000.
-Why do you keep it in your office?
-It's a working tool.
I swore not to open it
until I make my first billion.
-It's the carrot in front of the donkey.
-That's an expensive carrot.
-You got one?
-I do.
-What is it?
-An office building in my family's land.
You're ambitious, Joana.
I like that.
You'll help me open that wine.
And when it's open, you'll have some.
But for now, we'll have to enjoy this
Château Mouton Rothschild 1945.
It has the V for Victory
of World War II.
-It suits the occasion.
-What's the occasion?
Your nomination
to Businessperson of the Year.
I'm nominated?
Yes, for your career
as an outstanding executive.
-I had no idea I was nominated.
-I sponsored you.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Delicious.
Fine wine, like the worst women,
improves with age.
Have a seat.
-I had to fix your resume.
-How so?
You think they'd accept
your real resume?
What did you say?
A few niceties.
You majored at Stanford.
You worked in Taiwan,
then in Singapore.
That's ridiculous, Carpeaux.
You should've consulted with me first.
Come on, Joana.
Who hasn't lied in a resume?
I'd never hire someone
who has the truth in the resume.
-I won't compete like that.
-What's the problem?
Who cares what a piece of paper says?
Don't you think you deserve the award?
Perhaps, but not for
those things you made up.
Joana, all that matters is that you
do deserve it. I didn't make that up.
Here.
It's your life.
Memorize it.
-What do you think, fag?
-It's a little nouveau riche.
Isn't being new and rich good?
What's wrong with being nouveau riche?
Nothing, it's your money.
You can spend all you want.
I do want to spend it.
The more humans spend,
the more different we are
from animals.
Think about it.
Raccoons don't spend a dime.
-But should I spend it on this car?
-Why not do a test drive?
-Good idea, Cesar, good idea.
-Hi, Cesar. Hi, Ariel.
Do you think
this is too nouveau riche?
A little.
Isn't being new and rich good?
What's wrong with being nouveau riche?
Nothing. I need a favor, Ariel.
-Sure.
-I need to go back to work.
How come?
Oscar blew a lot of my savings
in a poker game.
-Well, look at the bright side.
-What bright side?
-At least, he didn't lose his money.
-What?
He'd be a fool
to lose his own money.
You wouldn't be attracted
to a fool, would you?
Whatever, Ariel. I told a few ex-clients
I'm escorting again.
But so far, nobody's called.
And my lifestyle is expensive.
You know I'm retired, Luna.
But I still have my contacts.
I have this client, Gil,
who is a little eccentric.
He always has seven regular girls,
one for each day of the week.
They never switch days. He even named
them as the days of the week.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
and luckily for you,
Thursday had some really awful
plastic surgery.
She was cute. Now it looks
like her face caught on fire,
and they put it out
with spike heels.
Anyway, as I was saying,
Thursday is available.
If he likes you
and you pay me a small fee,
you could actually be
the next Thursday.
-A fee?
-Of course. Only slaves work for free.
You want me to be a slave?
That's a crime now.
You're right, Oscar.
Once you're rich, your relationship
with Luna will improve.
I hope so, Yuri.
-I know it. My uncle did that.
-Really?
He decided to get rich, and marry
the woman he loved. Then he...
-He...
-He what?
He became a marble mason,
lost a hand in an accident,
got depressed, went out of business,
hit the bottle, turned into an alcoholic
until he shot himself
in the head.
You think I'm right
and your uncle died penniless?
I forgot how the story ended,
and I didn't want to stop in the middle.
Forget about the marble thing
and you'll be fine.
No worries, no marble for me.
I'll sell something else.
-What?
-What's all I have to sell?
-A kidney? Your clothes?
-No.
-Then what?
-My ideas.
Zanini, everything you touched
just vanished.
You're overreacting.
I am not, where's my book
about detox juices?
You borrowed it, remember?
I told you to put it back.
-I put it on the top shelf.
-It's not there.
-It's there.
-I searched the shelf.
-Look again.
-I already did.
The top shelf?
Seriously, Zanini,
I'll be upset if it isn't there.
-You're upset already.
-I'll be even more upset.
Magali! Magali!
Later that day, Sonia's niece asked
Karin for an update of her resume,
for a newspaper article about the
nominees to the best of the year award.
-Take note, please.
-Go ahead.
Nine months as a salesperson
at Mercier Jewelers.
Three years as an escort
at Manuel Irigaray's agency.
Six months as an escort
at the Golden Snake club.
Go ahead.
Then as an escort
of several agents,
such as Amadeus Fernandes,
Chiquinho Alemăo and Ariel Vidal.
A few years ago, I fired my pimps
and got my own clients.
I introduced marketing
strategies to the business,
and organized
Oceano Azul Life Enhancement.
Thanks to our
marketing strategies,
my girls were the nation's high
society's, highest paid escorts ever.
The company grew, turned into a club,
into a luxury brand
and got a seal of quality.
Delete all that and copy this.
-Nice car, right?
-Right.
Comfortable seats.
I like leather seats because
they kill bulls to make them.
What?
I don't like bulls, Cesar.
They have those dumb faces.
I can't help but feel
like spitting in their faces.
You're nuts, Ariel.
Would you like a test drive
that's exciting or not, Cesar?
Not exciting.
Sorry, there's only
the exciting kind.
While Ariel lived his weekend lifestyle,
I tried hard to be a Thursday.
Hi, Amanda, it's Luna.
Do you know Gil?
He's got a vacant day
and I'm trying to get it.
Any suggestions?
What does he like to do?
I phoned two ex Mondays,
one ex Wednesday,
two ex Friday's
and four ex Saturdays.
But they all said
something different.
Submissive? Aggressive?
Uninhibited? Shy?
With all these contradictions,
I had no choice but to be myself.
Stop bitching, girl.
Stop bitching?
You almost got us killed.
And for what? You could've
at least bought the damn car.
-I would've bought it, but...
-What?
I liked it, but not loved it.
What can I tell you?
-I want something else.
-Like what?
I don't know, something bigger,
more expensive.
-Your meds are here, okay?
-Okay.
-Don't forget to take them.
-Don't worry.
I've been thinking, Magali.
You need someone to help you.
-No, I'm fine.
-But you can't walk for two whole weeks.
-So what?
-How will you move around?
-I said I'm fine.
-I can stay with you.
-No, thank you.
-Are you sure?
-Yes.
-Really?
-Really.
-Whatever you say.
-What do you want?
-Let me get a glass of water.
-I'm leaving then.
-Bye.
-What happened?
-Nothing. I'm fine.
I'll get the water.
-Don't bother.
-It's okay.
-Here.
-Thanks.
What are you doing?
I'm staying right here
no matter what you say.
-Bye, good night.
-Good night.
Aunt, can I ask you something?
Was Joana really an escort?
-Who told you that?
-She did.
Well, if she told you...
-Tell me more, Aunt.
-What do you want to know?
Everything. I'm curious.
Come with me.
I'll tell you on the way.
That evening, they ended up
having dinner together.
And Sonia told her everything
she knew about Karin.
Her marketing plans. Her audacity,
her nonconformism, her bravery.
A few days later, someone else
said everything he knew about Karin.
What?
-It says here that Joana Segall...
-Who is Joana Segall?
-She's Oceano Azul's CEO.
-What about her?
It says she majored in Stanford,
business administration.
So what?
If she majored in anything,
it was in a whorehouse.
How could you put her in charge
of a company that makes diapers,
when she was
a prostitute and a pimp?
-Who told you that?
-What if it leaks out?
Bibi, do you really think
they'd publish that nonsense?
They're just jealous
of a beautiful woman.
You must've suffered
a lot of discrimination too.
Look, Carpeaux. I don't want my stock
to lose a penny of its value,
because of that woman.
Calm down, Bibi. She'll be named
outstanding businessperson this year.
Joana's good. She made us a fortune.
And there's more to come.
Bibi, don't you trust me?
That day I met the client
who could make me his Thursday.
I was ready to do the best
interview I had ever done.
-Hello. I'm Luna.
-Come in.
I warn you I'm in a bad mood,
I have a headache
and I don't feel like talking.
Damn it!
-Need a hand?
-No.
-I got it.
-Don't bother. I can manage.
Allow me.
-Why did you do that, Zanini?
-Didn't you want to open it?
-I wanted to do it myself.
-But you couldn't.
-Yes, I could.
-No, you couldn't.
-I could too.
-No way.
Zanini, please,
try to understand.
I don't need your help.
I don't need you.
I don't need anyone.
-It's bigger than the car.
-Right.
-And more expensive.
-Right.
-And it's awesome.
-Right.
-Don't you like it?
-It's not that, I like it. I do, but...
-But it's not what I want to buy.
-What do you want?
I don't know, Cesar.
Maybe something even bigger.
Something more expensive.
Ariel didn't know
what he wanted.
Gil, on the other hand,
after having sex with me,
knew exactly what he wanted.
Tomorrow is Thursday.
Are you busy?
No, Carpeaux. No more lies.
Listen, anything anybody says,
above a manager's position, is a lie.
What's the problem?
It's just a formality.
It's a formality to say
I'm against prostitution?
That's ridiculous, Carpeaux.
Listen, the old lady's on the board
of directors. She's very influential.
Sign your statement,
I'll read it at a board meeting.
The old lady will calm down,
end of story.
I don't know.
You've got a great future
ahead of you, Joana.
I know one day you'll leave me behind.
That's why I'm on your side.
But you need to be on your own side.
Think about the tower you want to build.
If not, think about the wine
I want to enjoy.
Come on, Joana.
It's just a formality.
The next day, Karin started working
on the text Carpeaux wanted.
"I hereby state
that neither I nor Oceano Azul,
never had anything to do with,
or was involved
in any kind of prostitution."
Women are like countries.
They have their cultures,
flavors and their traditions.
So why visit just one country
when you can see the world?
Hello.
Gil was sweet
and he paid me well.
Why?
I needed more clients like him.
Let's talk about it later. Bye.
Everything okay?
-My Friday's getting married.
-Really?
Or more days with him.
Can you recommend someone?
You just got lucky.
I'm free on Fridays.
Sorry, Luna. I never go
to the same country in the same week.
Article 412 of the Civil Code is
so clear, any clearer it would blind us.
I know it by heart.
"The fine may not exceed
the value of the obligation."
Should I repeat that?
"The fine may not exceed the value
of the obligation." End of story.
Zanini.
When you talk to him,
let me know and we'll talk. Bye.
-Ready to shower?
-I'm reading, Zanini.
-I have to wait until you're done?
-I'll shower when I want to, okay?
I need to bathe you now.
I have to phone a client later.
No problem.
I can bathe myself.
You can fall, or wet the cast.
I'll bathe you really quick.
-No.
-Come on, Magali.
Zanini, listen very carefully.
I'd rather fall, shatter my cast,
make a mess of myself,
to seeing you all the time.
Leave me alone, okay?
I don't need you or anybody.
Unbelievable.
My fencing academy fits in the closet.
Yes, it's so big, girl,
my whole family could move in
and we'd never see each other.
Nice place.
Nice place indeed.
That's for sure.
-But I know what.
-What?
-You like it, but you don't love it.
-Right.
-You want something bigger.
-Yes.
-More expensive.
-Yes.
Your IQ is above average, Cesar.
Above average.
After we had sex,
my client fell sound asleep.
While he was asleep,
I tried to think of a way
to get him to give me Fridays.
But I decided it was impossible.
Then I looked at myself
in the mirror.
And I thought.
Why be just one?
What was that, Luna?
-My name is not Luna.
-What?
You heard me. My name is not Luna.
Now lie down. Now!
-Are you nuts?
-I said lie down.
Obey me. That's an order.
Shut up! Speak only when I say so.
You want me?
Do you?
Then beg me.
Implore me.
-Please.
-Please, ma'am.
Please, ma'am.
I beg you, mistress. I implore you.
Okay. Maybe I'll let you serve me.
Maybe.
Why not now?
Shut up! Who gave you permission
to ask questions?
I only work on Fridays.
That's not negotiable.
-May I ask you a question?
-Just one.
-What's your name?
-Violeta.
If Magali was an unsuccessful painter,
if she was bitter and ugly and short,
an Austrian and a vegetarian,
loud and obnoxious and a man,
with a moustache and guilty of genocide,
she'd be Hitler himself.
And if I were an unsuccessful painter,
bitter, vegetarian, loud,
with a moustache and guilty of genocide,
I would be Hitler.
Even you would be Hitler, buddy.
But that's not the point.
The point is that Magali
is the worst person I know.
And she doesn't deserve
moving one finger for her.
When you get better,
I'll leave and never come back.
Meanwhile, I'm looking after you.
Is that clear?
Just one thing.
Can you have sex like that?
Damn it!
What's that?
Joana's statement for Carpeaux
to read to the board.
None of your business.
-Just sign it.
-Thanks, Sonia.
-I humbly beg you to untie me.
-Shut up.
Be quiet.
Is there anything
I can do for you?
After Violeta,
I introduced him to Lola.
He wanted to get her
some ice-cream,
but there was a problem,
Lola had classes.
Except on Saturdays that is.
I don't know if it was Seneca
or the forest ranger who said:
"If you can't beat them,
join them."
And that's what Magali did,
little by little.
Holler when you're done.
-Zanini.
-What?
-Look at the water.
-What about it?
-It's so weird. It's wet!
-Stop, Magali!
You'll ruin my cheap
cotton shirt.
Take that crap off
and get in here with me now.
I'm afraid you might faint
at the sight of my huge pecs.
Shut up, monster, come here.
I don't get it, Ariel.
Honey, everything you don't get,
wouldn't fit in Alexandria's library.
I don't get it either.
Didn't you want to spend money?
-You wanted to buy things.
-And I do. Who says I don't want to?
So why don't you buy anything?
Because I haven't found
the right thing.
What's the right thing?
What do you want?
I know.
She shouldn't sign it, Aunt.
Stay out of it.
It's none of your business.
But how is that possible?
If what you said is true,
if she did what you said she did,
how could she...
I don't understand.
She knows what she's doing.
Trust me. Come.
-I need the reports by this weekend.
-Sure.
Send the lawyers the contracts
and call them in.
-Yes. Anything else?
-No, that's all.
-There's something.
-What's the matter, Mia? Let's go.
No, seriously.
I need to say something.
Go ahead, Mia.
No, she has nothing to say.
Come, Mia, we have a lot to do.
Let her talk, Sonia.
Go ahead, Mia.
After you told me your story,
I got curious.
I asked my aunt
to tell me some more.
I need to know
if what she says is true.
A madman tried to kill you
for running a cathouse?
It's true.
Even with a gun to your head
you stood up for prostitution.
You said prostitution doesn't
harm society. That it enhances society.
Yes.
-Can I read something?
-No, stop, Mia. Let's go.
I'm almost done, Aunt.
"Neither I nor Oceano Azul
had anything to do with..."
-I know what it says. I wrote that.
-I know you wrote it.
But have you listened
to yourself reading it aloud?
"Neither I nor Oceano Azul,
had anything to do with prostitution,
or any other conduct that is detrimental
to our society's moral standards.
Those who deny this
will be taken to court,
and subjected
to the full extent of the law.
Under my leadership,
Oceano Azul was always guided,
by its transparency
with both partners and clients,
with its social
and environmental commitment,
and the conservation
of family values.
Those are our firm's
basic principles,
and as our CEO I guarantee
they always will be. Thank you."
I get it, Mia. You think it's ridiculous
for me to sign that.
But one day you'll realize
you have to do what you have to.
How do you know
it's what you need to do?
Why don't you agree?
You left Karin in the past
to become Joana, I think.
But the Joana you turned into
wasn't the one you were.
That Joana wasn't the one
that turned into Karin.
The Joana that became Karin
was Karin.
The Joana that left Karin behind
is worse than Karin. You know why?
Mia, stop this nonsense now.
Let's go.
It makes sense, Sonia.
Continue, Mia.
Joana might have the strength
to do what she needs to do.
But Karin, Karin had the courage to do
what only she could do.
I signed my statement,
and Carpeaux must be reading it
to the board of directors.
But thanks anyway, Mia.
The following week,
the day of the awards to the most
outstanding businesspeople of the year,
Karin, for just an instant,
was scared she might see
someone else in the mirror.
The more sex I have,
the more of a virgin I feel.
Come make me a virgin.
Next week, skip your piano class,
and come over earlier.
I'll think about it.
Don't you have a friend I could meet?
A different kind of friend?
-I think I do.
-What's she like?
She's older than me.
Married.
But she feels so guilty
about cheating on her husband,
that she always insists
on being spanked, okay?
Sure. Sure.
-What's her name?
-Samanta.
Can she come on Thursday?
-Isn't Thursday Luna's day?
-No.
-No?
-Thursday was Luna's day.
Was?
-Why?
-I don't know. I got tired of her.
Here we go.
This is the great moment.
-You're the worst acrobatic cook ever.
-That's how the pros start.
-Hurry up, I'm starved.
-Don't worry.
-We need to eat fast or we'll be late.
-Late for what?
-That cast comes off today.
-Already?
Yes, what did you expect?
You can't keep it on forever.
Of all the ugly pancakes in the world,
this is definitely the tastiest.
Here.
-You're not telling us what you got?
-Calm down, Cesar. It's a surprise.
-We're almost there.
-Let me explain something.
A surprise is when you buy
somebody a present.
If you get yourself something,
there's no surprise in that.
Greta, did you hear a zipper opening?
So why is your mouth open?
Surprise.
Look what I got for me.
So that was it.
You bought the club back.
I finally found
what I wanted to buy.
To me, being among the best
is looking forward.
It's committing to the unexistant.
It's betting on the future.
To me,
it's believing in yourself.
Doing the best you can
to offer the world the best.
It's creating something new,
different.
Giving the world
something nobody else did.
Acting as if the future of the entire
planet, depended only on you.
-What will you say if you win?
-No idea. I'll just wing it.
I hate being sentimental.
But I'll tell you this.
-Please stop me if I get corny.
-Go ahead, Ariel.
It's not entirely unpleasant
to be back in this club,
having chop suey
with a gay fencing professor,
and an ex-pimp who rose from the
hooker underworld, and is totally obese.
Ariel!
-Am I being corny?
-No, just stupid.
Greta, do you realize
you're the luckiest person here?
How so?
You're the only one
not eating with you.
Hold on. Hello.
-Hi, Ariel.
-Luna. How is Gil?
-Gil is a jerk.
-Gil is a jerk?
-He won't see me anymore.
-How come?
He wants me to pretend
I'm someone else.
What's the problem?
The problem?
Guess what he told me.
-What?
-He prefers my impersonations.
-Luna.
-What?
Are you jealous of yourself
by any chance?
No, I am not jealous of myself.
I just won't see that jerk anymore.
I'm not jealous of myself.
That's crazy.
I'm sure I got smarter,
after I broke my arm when I was 15.
Why's that?
I had to learn to jerk off
with my left hand.
Yes, I had to develop
both sides of my brain.
-What nonsense, Zanini.
-It is not. It's a fact.
It's so good
to have my foot back.
-Let's do something with it.
-Sure. Like what?
-Like dancing.
-Great idea. What movie?
"The Adams Family."
That's crazy, you're recovering.
Try something slower.
-"Moonrise Kingdom."
-Great idea!
I got sand in my mouth.
-Your foot's okay, right?
-Fortunately. I only have two.
Having just two feet is fine.
Three would be weird.
What are you doing?
-I'm getting dressed.
-Why?
I have to go now.
-Go where?
-Home, Magali.
Zanini.
-What?
-Stay.
What for? You're fine.
Because, I know I don't need anyone.
I really don't.
But I...
But you...
I do need you.
But I don't need you, Magali.
You missed your chance.
I'm kidding. I need you too.
-You idiot!
-Stop! Stop!
Please.
-Thanks.
-I think it's time.
No one gets to the top
without climbing the hill.
Taking a helicopter
doesn't count.
Behind every great executive
there's always a great story.
And that story
needs to be recognized.
So here are the executive
of the year nominees.
Joăo Felipe Chediak.
He majored at the London
School of Economics.
He is the founder
of the JF Chediak Institute,
and CEO of
Compton Browning Brazil.
Joana Segall.
MBA at the Stanford Graduate
School of Business.
Former VP of the Yutang Company,
based in Taipei,
and founder and current CEO
of Oceano Azul.
Paulo Machado de Oliveira.
He majored in Engineering at MIT,
he's a partner
of Smart City Latin America,
and current CEO
of Hoffman & Schiller.
And this year's most outstanding
businessperson award goes to...
Joana Segall of Oceano Azul.
Where's Joana?
Thank you.
Thank you.
I'm afraid Joana had to leave
to take care of something.
Don't worry.
It's just a business issue.
That's why she deserves this.
For working even today.
On behalf of Carpeaux Company
and Oceano Azul,
I'd like to thank WRA
and our panel of judges.
This is a very important award
and I know Joana is very happy.
Now, I'd like to tell you
a short story I once read.
A long time ago, in China,
there was a duke who loved horses.
Twenty-five floors?
Twenty-five floors.
But I don't want it anymore.
I don't want to build
an office building anymore.
I have a new dream.
Something different.
What's that?
A brothel. A monument to prostitution.
A monument to liberty.
-All twenty-five floors?
-All twenty-five floors.
I don't know how or when, but
if I ever can, that's what I'll build.
-Are you quitting Oceano Azul?
-Yes.
-To do what?
-I don't know yet.
You swear?
I swear. I spoke with Sonia.
She rejected the award and quit.
Hello.
-Karin, I need to ask you something.
-What?
Wanna come back home?
End of episode 2
Karin stayed as a shareholder and CEO.
Magali, Ariel and I left the company.
And the club
was turned into a spa.
There's no 'She was an escort'.
She'll always be one.
What did you expect?
That they'd accept your past?
I need to make an example.
I want Diego out of the firm.
...bet now, Oscar.
Don't bet for God's sake!
Bet for God's sake!
Sure I was upset. But I lost
five million. Please stay, Oscar.
Wait for me.
Magali, either give me a key,
and get me a toothbrush, or it's over.
Have all the alone time
you want.
They're a bunch of bastards. But I'm
lucky, because I don't need people.
I need things.
Things are better than people.
O NEGOCIO
Season III
Episode 2
BIOGRAPHY
A comet flew past the Earth
in 1811.
Coincidence or not,
it produced the best wine.
There are less than six bottles
of this wine left.
It cost me more than $100,000.
-Why do you keep it in your office?
-It's a working tool.
I swore not to open it
until I make my first billion.
-It's the carrot in front of the donkey.
-That's an expensive carrot.
-You got one?
-I do.
-What is it?
-An office building in my family's land.
You're ambitious, Joana.
I like that.
You'll help me open that wine.
And when it's open, you'll have some.
But for now, we'll have to enjoy this
Château Mouton Rothschild 1945.
It has the V for Victory
of World War II.
-It suits the occasion.
-What's the occasion?
Your nomination
to Businessperson of the Year.
I'm nominated?
Yes, for your career
as an outstanding executive.
-I had no idea I was nominated.
-I sponsored you.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Delicious.
Fine wine, like the worst women,
improves with age.
Have a seat.
-I had to fix your resume.
-How so?
You think they'd accept
your real resume?
What did you say?
A few niceties.
You majored at Stanford.
You worked in Taiwan,
then in Singapore.
That's ridiculous, Carpeaux.
You should've consulted with me first.
Come on, Joana.
Who hasn't lied in a resume?
I'd never hire someone
who has the truth in the resume.
-I won't compete like that.
-What's the problem?
Who cares what a piece of paper says?
Don't you think you deserve the award?
Perhaps, but not for
those things you made up.
Joana, all that matters is that you
do deserve it. I didn't make that up.
Here.
It's your life.
Memorize it.
-What do you think, fag?
-It's a little nouveau riche.
Isn't being new and rich good?
What's wrong with being nouveau riche?
Nothing, it's your money.
You can spend all you want.
I do want to spend it.
The more humans spend,
the more different we are
from animals.
Think about it.
Raccoons don't spend a dime.
-But should I spend it on this car?
-Why not do a test drive?
-Good idea, Cesar, good idea.
-Hi, Cesar. Hi, Ariel.
Do you think
this is too nouveau riche?
A little.
Isn't being new and rich good?
What's wrong with being nouveau riche?
Nothing. I need a favor, Ariel.
-Sure.
-I need to go back to work.
How come?
Oscar blew a lot of my savings
in a poker game.
-Well, look at the bright side.
-What bright side?
-At least, he didn't lose his money.
-What?
He'd be a fool
to lose his own money.
You wouldn't be attracted
to a fool, would you?
Whatever, Ariel. I told a few ex-clients
I'm escorting again.
But so far, nobody's called.
And my lifestyle is expensive.
You know I'm retired, Luna.
But I still have my contacts.
I have this client, Gil,
who is a little eccentric.
He always has seven regular girls,
one for each day of the week.
They never switch days. He even named
them as the days of the week.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
and luckily for you,
Thursday had some really awful
plastic surgery.
She was cute. Now it looks
like her face caught on fire,
and they put it out
with spike heels.
Anyway, as I was saying,
Thursday is available.
If he likes you
and you pay me a small fee,
you could actually be
the next Thursday.
-A fee?
-Of course. Only slaves work for free.
You want me to be a slave?
That's a crime now.
You're right, Oscar.
Once you're rich, your relationship
with Luna will improve.
I hope so, Yuri.
-I know it. My uncle did that.
-Really?
He decided to get rich, and marry
the woman he loved. Then he...
-He...
-He what?
He became a marble mason,
lost a hand in an accident,
got depressed, went out of business,
hit the bottle, turned into an alcoholic
until he shot himself
in the head.
You think I'm right
and your uncle died penniless?
I forgot how the story ended,
and I didn't want to stop in the middle.
Forget about the marble thing
and you'll be fine.
No worries, no marble for me.
I'll sell something else.
-What?
-What's all I have to sell?
-A kidney? Your clothes?
-No.
-Then what?
-My ideas.
Zanini, everything you touched
just vanished.
You're overreacting.
I am not, where's my book
about detox juices?
You borrowed it, remember?
I told you to put it back.
-I put it on the top shelf.
-It's not there.
-It's there.
-I searched the shelf.
-Look again.
-I already did.
The top shelf?
Seriously, Zanini,
I'll be upset if it isn't there.
-You're upset already.
-I'll be even more upset.
Magali! Magali!
Later that day, Sonia's niece asked
Karin for an update of her resume,
for a newspaper article about the
nominees to the best of the year award.
-Take note, please.
-Go ahead.
Nine months as a salesperson
at Mercier Jewelers.
Three years as an escort
at Manuel Irigaray's agency.
Six months as an escort
at the Golden Snake club.
Go ahead.
Then as an escort
of several agents,
such as Amadeus Fernandes,
Chiquinho Alemăo and Ariel Vidal.
A few years ago, I fired my pimps
and got my own clients.
I introduced marketing
strategies to the business,
and organized
Oceano Azul Life Enhancement.
Thanks to our
marketing strategies,
my girls were the nation's high
society's, highest paid escorts ever.
The company grew, turned into a club,
into a luxury brand
and got a seal of quality.
Delete all that and copy this.
-Nice car, right?
-Right.
Comfortable seats.
I like leather seats because
they kill bulls to make them.
What?
I don't like bulls, Cesar.
They have those dumb faces.
I can't help but feel
like spitting in their faces.
You're nuts, Ariel.
Would you like a test drive
that's exciting or not, Cesar?
Not exciting.
Sorry, there's only
the exciting kind.
While Ariel lived his weekend lifestyle,
I tried hard to be a Thursday.
Hi, Amanda, it's Luna.
Do you know Gil?
He's got a vacant day
and I'm trying to get it.
Any suggestions?
What does he like to do?
I phoned two ex Mondays,
one ex Wednesday,
two ex Friday's
and four ex Saturdays.
But they all said
something different.
Submissive? Aggressive?
Uninhibited? Shy?
With all these contradictions,
I had no choice but to be myself.
Stop bitching, girl.
Stop bitching?
You almost got us killed.
And for what? You could've
at least bought the damn car.
-I would've bought it, but...
-What?
I liked it, but not loved it.
What can I tell you?
-I want something else.
-Like what?
I don't know, something bigger,
more expensive.
-Your meds are here, okay?
-Okay.
-Don't forget to take them.
-Don't worry.
I've been thinking, Magali.
You need someone to help you.
-No, I'm fine.
-But you can't walk for two whole weeks.
-So what?
-How will you move around?
-I said I'm fine.
-I can stay with you.
-No, thank you.
-Are you sure?
-Yes.
-Really?
-Really.
-Whatever you say.
-What do you want?
-Let me get a glass of water.
-I'm leaving then.
-Bye.
-What happened?
-Nothing. I'm fine.
I'll get the water.
-Don't bother.
-It's okay.
-Here.
-Thanks.
What are you doing?
I'm staying right here
no matter what you say.
-Bye, good night.
-Good night.
Aunt, can I ask you something?
Was Joana really an escort?
-Who told you that?
-She did.
Well, if she told you...
-Tell me more, Aunt.
-What do you want to know?
Everything. I'm curious.
Come with me.
I'll tell you on the way.
That evening, they ended up
having dinner together.
And Sonia told her everything
she knew about Karin.
Her marketing plans. Her audacity,
her nonconformism, her bravery.
A few days later, someone else
said everything he knew about Karin.
What?
-It says here that Joana Segall...
-Who is Joana Segall?
-She's Oceano Azul's CEO.
-What about her?
It says she majored in Stanford,
business administration.
So what?
If she majored in anything,
it was in a whorehouse.
How could you put her in charge
of a company that makes diapers,
when she was
a prostitute and a pimp?
-Who told you that?
-What if it leaks out?
Bibi, do you really think
they'd publish that nonsense?
They're just jealous
of a beautiful woman.
You must've suffered
a lot of discrimination too.
Look, Carpeaux. I don't want my stock
to lose a penny of its value,
because of that woman.
Calm down, Bibi. She'll be named
outstanding businessperson this year.
Joana's good. She made us a fortune.
And there's more to come.
Bibi, don't you trust me?
That day I met the client
who could make me his Thursday.
I was ready to do the best
interview I had ever done.
-Hello. I'm Luna.
-Come in.
I warn you I'm in a bad mood,
I have a headache
and I don't feel like talking.
Damn it!
-Need a hand?
-No.
-I got it.
-Don't bother. I can manage.
Allow me.
-Why did you do that, Zanini?
-Didn't you want to open it?
-I wanted to do it myself.
-But you couldn't.
-Yes, I could.
-No, you couldn't.
-I could too.
-No way.
Zanini, please,
try to understand.
I don't need your help.
I don't need you.
I don't need anyone.
-It's bigger than the car.
-Right.
-And more expensive.
-Right.
-And it's awesome.
-Right.
-Don't you like it?
-It's not that, I like it. I do, but...
-But it's not what I want to buy.
-What do you want?
I don't know, Cesar.
Maybe something even bigger.
Something more expensive.
Ariel didn't know
what he wanted.
Gil, on the other hand,
after having sex with me,
knew exactly what he wanted.
Tomorrow is Thursday.
Are you busy?
No, Carpeaux. No more lies.
Listen, anything anybody says,
above a manager's position, is a lie.
What's the problem?
It's just a formality.
It's a formality to say
I'm against prostitution?
That's ridiculous, Carpeaux.
Listen, the old lady's on the board
of directors. She's very influential.
Sign your statement,
I'll read it at a board meeting.
The old lady will calm down,
end of story.
I don't know.
You've got a great future
ahead of you, Joana.
I know one day you'll leave me behind.
That's why I'm on your side.
But you need to be on your own side.
Think about the tower you want to build.
If not, think about the wine
I want to enjoy.
Come on, Joana.
It's just a formality.
The next day, Karin started working
on the text Carpeaux wanted.
"I hereby state
that neither I nor Oceano Azul,
never had anything to do with,
or was involved
in any kind of prostitution."
Women are like countries.
They have their cultures,
flavors and their traditions.
So why visit just one country
when you can see the world?
Hello.
Gil was sweet
and he paid me well.
Why?
I needed more clients like him.
Let's talk about it later. Bye.
Everything okay?
-My Friday's getting married.
-Really?
Or more days with him.
Can you recommend someone?
You just got lucky.
I'm free on Fridays.
Sorry, Luna. I never go
to the same country in the same week.
Article 412 of the Civil Code is
so clear, any clearer it would blind us.
I know it by heart.
"The fine may not exceed
the value of the obligation."
Should I repeat that?
"The fine may not exceed the value
of the obligation." End of story.
Zanini.
When you talk to him,
let me know and we'll talk. Bye.
-Ready to shower?
-I'm reading, Zanini.
-I have to wait until you're done?
-I'll shower when I want to, okay?
I need to bathe you now.
I have to phone a client later.
No problem.
I can bathe myself.
You can fall, or wet the cast.
I'll bathe you really quick.
-No.
-Come on, Magali.
Zanini, listen very carefully.
I'd rather fall, shatter my cast,
make a mess of myself,
to seeing you all the time.
Leave me alone, okay?
I don't need you or anybody.
Unbelievable.
My fencing academy fits in the closet.
Yes, it's so big, girl,
my whole family could move in
and we'd never see each other.
Nice place.
Nice place indeed.
That's for sure.
-But I know what.
-What?
-You like it, but you don't love it.
-Right.
-You want something bigger.
-Yes.
-More expensive.
-Yes.
Your IQ is above average, Cesar.
Above average.
After we had sex,
my client fell sound asleep.
While he was asleep,
I tried to think of a way
to get him to give me Fridays.
But I decided it was impossible.
Then I looked at myself
in the mirror.
And I thought.
Why be just one?
What was that, Luna?
-My name is not Luna.
-What?
You heard me. My name is not Luna.
Now lie down. Now!
-Are you nuts?
-I said lie down.
Obey me. That's an order.
Shut up! Speak only when I say so.
You want me?
Do you?
Then beg me.
Implore me.
-Please.
-Please, ma'am.
Please, ma'am.
I beg you, mistress. I implore you.
Okay. Maybe I'll let you serve me.
Maybe.
Why not now?
Shut up! Who gave you permission
to ask questions?
I only work on Fridays.
That's not negotiable.
-May I ask you a question?
-Just one.
-What's your name?
-Violeta.
If Magali was an unsuccessful painter,
if she was bitter and ugly and short,
an Austrian and a vegetarian,
loud and obnoxious and a man,
with a moustache and guilty of genocide,
she'd be Hitler himself.
And if I were an unsuccessful painter,
bitter, vegetarian, loud,
with a moustache and guilty of genocide,
I would be Hitler.
Even you would be Hitler, buddy.
But that's not the point.
The point is that Magali
is the worst person I know.
And she doesn't deserve
moving one finger for her.
When you get better,
I'll leave and never come back.
Meanwhile, I'm looking after you.
Is that clear?
Just one thing.
Can you have sex like that?
Damn it!
What's that?
Joana's statement for Carpeaux
to read to the board.
None of your business.
-Just sign it.
-Thanks, Sonia.
-I humbly beg you to untie me.
-Shut up.
Be quiet.
Is there anything
I can do for you?
After Violeta,
I introduced him to Lola.
He wanted to get her
some ice-cream,
but there was a problem,
Lola had classes.
Except on Saturdays that is.
I don't know if it was Seneca
or the forest ranger who said:
"If you can't beat them,
join them."
And that's what Magali did,
little by little.
Holler when you're done.
-Zanini.
-What?
-Look at the water.
-What about it?
-It's so weird. It's wet!
-Stop, Magali!
You'll ruin my cheap
cotton shirt.
Take that crap off
and get in here with me now.
I'm afraid you might faint
at the sight of my huge pecs.
Shut up, monster, come here.
I don't get it, Ariel.
Honey, everything you don't get,
wouldn't fit in Alexandria's library.
I don't get it either.
Didn't you want to spend money?
-You wanted to buy things.
-And I do. Who says I don't want to?
So why don't you buy anything?
Because I haven't found
the right thing.
What's the right thing?
What do you want?
I know.
She shouldn't sign it, Aunt.
Stay out of it.
It's none of your business.
But how is that possible?
If what you said is true,
if she did what you said she did,
how could she...
I don't understand.
She knows what she's doing.
Trust me. Come.
-I need the reports by this weekend.
-Sure.
Send the lawyers the contracts
and call them in.
-Yes. Anything else?
-No, that's all.
-There's something.
-What's the matter, Mia? Let's go.
No, seriously.
I need to say something.
Go ahead, Mia.
No, she has nothing to say.
Come, Mia, we have a lot to do.
Let her talk, Sonia.
Go ahead, Mia.
After you told me your story,
I got curious.
I asked my aunt
to tell me some more.
I need to know
if what she says is true.
A madman tried to kill you
for running a cathouse?
It's true.
Even with a gun to your head
you stood up for prostitution.
You said prostitution doesn't
harm society. That it enhances society.
Yes.
-Can I read something?
-No, stop, Mia. Let's go.
I'm almost done, Aunt.
"Neither I nor Oceano Azul
had anything to do with..."
-I know what it says. I wrote that.
-I know you wrote it.
But have you listened
to yourself reading it aloud?
"Neither I nor Oceano Azul,
had anything to do with prostitution,
or any other conduct that is detrimental
to our society's moral standards.
Those who deny this
will be taken to court,
and subjected
to the full extent of the law.
Under my leadership,
Oceano Azul was always guided,
by its transparency
with both partners and clients,
with its social
and environmental commitment,
and the conservation
of family values.
Those are our firm's
basic principles,
and as our CEO I guarantee
they always will be. Thank you."
I get it, Mia. You think it's ridiculous
for me to sign that.
But one day you'll realize
you have to do what you have to.
How do you know
it's what you need to do?
Why don't you agree?
You left Karin in the past
to become Joana, I think.
But the Joana you turned into
wasn't the one you were.
That Joana wasn't the one
that turned into Karin.
The Joana that became Karin
was Karin.
The Joana that left Karin behind
is worse than Karin. You know why?
Mia, stop this nonsense now.
Let's go.
It makes sense, Sonia.
Continue, Mia.
Joana might have the strength
to do what she needs to do.
But Karin, Karin had the courage to do
what only she could do.
I signed my statement,
and Carpeaux must be reading it
to the board of directors.
But thanks anyway, Mia.
The following week,
the day of the awards to the most
outstanding businesspeople of the year,
Karin, for just an instant,
was scared she might see
someone else in the mirror.
The more sex I have,
the more of a virgin I feel.
Come make me a virgin.
Next week, skip your piano class,
and come over earlier.
I'll think about it.
Don't you have a friend I could meet?
A different kind of friend?
-I think I do.
-What's she like?
She's older than me.
Married.
But she feels so guilty
about cheating on her husband,
that she always insists
on being spanked, okay?
Sure. Sure.
-What's her name?
-Samanta.
Can she come on Thursday?
-Isn't Thursday Luna's day?
-No.
-No?
-Thursday was Luna's day.
Was?
-Why?
-I don't know. I got tired of her.
Here we go.
This is the great moment.
-You're the worst acrobatic cook ever.
-That's how the pros start.
-Hurry up, I'm starved.
-Don't worry.
-We need to eat fast or we'll be late.
-Late for what?
-That cast comes off today.
-Already?
Yes, what did you expect?
You can't keep it on forever.
Of all the ugly pancakes in the world,
this is definitely the tastiest.
Here.
-You're not telling us what you got?
-Calm down, Cesar. It's a surprise.
-We're almost there.
-Let me explain something.
A surprise is when you buy
somebody a present.
If you get yourself something,
there's no surprise in that.
Greta, did you hear a zipper opening?
So why is your mouth open?
Surprise.
Look what I got for me.
So that was it.
You bought the club back.
I finally found
what I wanted to buy.
To me, being among the best
is looking forward.
It's committing to the unexistant.
It's betting on the future.
To me,
it's believing in yourself.
Doing the best you can
to offer the world the best.
It's creating something new,
different.
Giving the world
something nobody else did.
Acting as if the future of the entire
planet, depended only on you.
-What will you say if you win?
-No idea. I'll just wing it.
I hate being sentimental.
But I'll tell you this.
-Please stop me if I get corny.
-Go ahead, Ariel.
It's not entirely unpleasant
to be back in this club,
having chop suey
with a gay fencing professor,
and an ex-pimp who rose from the
hooker underworld, and is totally obese.
Ariel!
-Am I being corny?
-No, just stupid.
Greta, do you realize
you're the luckiest person here?
How so?
You're the only one
not eating with you.
Hold on. Hello.
-Hi, Ariel.
-Luna. How is Gil?
-Gil is a jerk.
-Gil is a jerk?
-He won't see me anymore.
-How come?
He wants me to pretend
I'm someone else.
What's the problem?
The problem?
Guess what he told me.
-What?
-He prefers my impersonations.
-Luna.
-What?
Are you jealous of yourself
by any chance?
No, I am not jealous of myself.
I just won't see that jerk anymore.
I'm not jealous of myself.
That's crazy.
I'm sure I got smarter,
after I broke my arm when I was 15.
Why's that?
I had to learn to jerk off
with my left hand.
Yes, I had to develop
both sides of my brain.
-What nonsense, Zanini.
-It is not. It's a fact.
It's so good
to have my foot back.
-Let's do something with it.
-Sure. Like what?
-Like dancing.
-Great idea. What movie?
"The Adams Family."
That's crazy, you're recovering.
Try something slower.
-"Moonrise Kingdom."
-Great idea!
I got sand in my mouth.
-Your foot's okay, right?
-Fortunately. I only have two.
Having just two feet is fine.
Three would be weird.
What are you doing?
-I'm getting dressed.
-Why?
I have to go now.
-Go where?
-Home, Magali.
Zanini.
-What?
-Stay.
What for? You're fine.
Because, I know I don't need anyone.
I really don't.
But I...
But you...
I do need you.
But I don't need you, Magali.
You missed your chance.
I'm kidding. I need you too.
-You idiot!
-Stop! Stop!
Please.
-Thanks.
-I think it's time.
No one gets to the top
without climbing the hill.
Taking a helicopter
doesn't count.
Behind every great executive
there's always a great story.
And that story
needs to be recognized.
So here are the executive
of the year nominees.
Joăo Felipe Chediak.
He majored at the London
School of Economics.
He is the founder
of the JF Chediak Institute,
and CEO of
Compton Browning Brazil.
Joana Segall.
MBA at the Stanford Graduate
School of Business.
Former VP of the Yutang Company,
based in Taipei,
and founder and current CEO
of Oceano Azul.
Paulo Machado de Oliveira.
He majored in Engineering at MIT,
he's a partner
of Smart City Latin America,
and current CEO
of Hoffman & Schiller.
And this year's most outstanding
businessperson award goes to...
Joana Segall of Oceano Azul.
Where's Joana?
Thank you.
Thank you.
I'm afraid Joana had to leave
to take care of something.
Don't worry.
It's just a business issue.
That's why she deserves this.
For working even today.
On behalf of Carpeaux Company
and Oceano Azul,
I'd like to thank WRA
and our panel of judges.
This is a very important award
and I know Joana is very happy.
Now, I'd like to tell you
a short story I once read.
A long time ago, in China,
there was a duke who loved horses.
Twenty-five floors?
Twenty-five floors.
But I don't want it anymore.
I don't want to build
an office building anymore.
I have a new dream.
Something different.
What's that?
A brothel. A monument to prostitution.
A monument to liberty.
-All twenty-five floors?
-All twenty-five floors.
I don't know how or when, but
if I ever can, that's what I'll build.
-Are you quitting Oceano Azul?
-Yes.
-To do what?
-I don't know yet.
You swear?
I swear. I spoke with Sonia.
She rejected the award and quit.
Hello.
-Karin, I need to ask you something.
-What?
Wanna come back home?
End of episode 2