The Business (2013–2018): Season 3, Episode 4 - Valor - full transcript

How about Blue? Just Blue?
The logo could be the letter B.

Simple and classy.

There would be more people here
to drain a boil.

-We're out of style.
-What do we do now?

We tell everybody
Karin's escorting again.

I'm not escorting.

I need more time.
Will you wait for me?

I'll wait.

If you like the weed,
you must try the tomato.

-You swear?
-What?

What? To be faithful to me.



I swear to be faithful
if you live, I swear!

I can only be faithful
having sex with other guys.

I need to work.
That's not cheating, right?

-Who is she?
-Sonia's niece.

Sonia's niece?

Yes, she worked for Karin
at Oceano Azul.

I have an idea to bring clients back.
Launching a new Karin.

And who's the new Karin?

O NEGOCIO
Season III

Episode 4
VALUE

How's the new club doing?

To tell you the truth,
it wasn't doing too well.

But now, everybody wants to see
the new Karin's debut.

The new Karin?



-You haven't heard?
-No.

I thought you were
on the guest list.

I have no idea what you mean.
What new Karin, Ariel?

A high-society young lady
who lived in Europe for years.

She's considered by the European jet
set, the hottest chick in Monte Carlo.

Can you believe that girl
who was so inaccessible recently

was trained by Karin
to be the best escort ever?

Her first job will be raffled
at an exclusive party.

Sorry.

How do I get invited?

I think it's booked solid,
everybody wants to go.

Come here.

Put me on the list, Ariel.
I was one of your best clients.

Yes, but you've been
such a stranger.

Having a kid at home
complicates things.

But I'm starting
to go out again.

I can't promise anything.
But I'll try.

Now tell me, Doc.
How much time have I got left?

Don't be silly, you're fine.

Your blood pressure's normal,
your heart... You must be stressed out.

We'll run some tests
just to make sure.

Whenever you can.
There's no hurry.

Thanks, Doc.

You're welcome.
Listen, do not forget me.

I'll do what I can.

Everybody's interested, Karin.

The news spread like smallpox
among the Moabites.

Great.

Some want to be on the waiting list,
in case they miss the raffle.

We must decide
how much to charge.

It should be the same
as Luna and Magali, right?

No, Mia can't charge
the same as them.

-She should charge less?
-No, she should charge more.

-More?
-Sure, it's her debut.

It's something new, exclusive.
The price must reflect that.

The more it costs,
the more exclusive the client feels.

That's true, Karin.

We do our clients a favor, by taking
as much of their money as we can.

We're their benefactors, right?
But there's a problem.

Luna and Magali won't like
charging less than Mia.

I know. I've thought about it.

I'll talk to them, don't worry.
They'll understand.

-You think I believe that?
-Why not?

You believe
we're stuck on a ball,

spinning for 4 billion years
around another ball,

because Professor Rubens
said so in sixth grade.

And you can't believe
I'm an escort?

You being an escort is crazier,

than being stuck on a ball
spinning around another ball.

-You'll see.
-Fine, let's suppose it's true.

That you didn't make it up
to make fun of me.

-What are you trying to prove?
-I'm not trying to prove anything.

Why then?

It's my personal war
against boredom, that's all.

-Mia, have you lost your mind?
-Why?

-Why would you be a hooker?
-What's the problem?

-What's the problem?
-You're being judgmental.

Will your parents be judgmental
when they find out?

They won't know.
At least, not for now.

-What if your aunt finds out?
-She will.

She'll tell your parents.

-No, she won't.
-How come?

Karin owns the club.
She'll tell my aunt.

She was her secretary.
She'll be shocked.

She'll tell me that's crazy, that she'll
tell my parents and send me back home.

I'll tell her she's a hypocrite.
She'll admit it's true.

She'll ask if that's what
I want, and I'll say yes.

She'll say it's not easy.
I'll say I know it's not.

She'll need a shot,
I'll give her some tequila.

She'll have it silently,
and won't tell my parents.

Mia, you are totally crazy.
Totally.

-A shot of tequila?
-Yes.

You know that, Cesar.

In everything-goes combats,
everything does not go.

Everything goes is a lie.
Some things aren't allowed.

Things that aren't honorable
aren't allowed.

No scratching, no biting.
Hair yanking isn't allowed.

But what's allowed
in a catfight?

Only scratching and biting
and yanking hair is allowed.

I love women, but I have to be honest.
They have no honor.

When they go crazy fighting,
anything goes.

I think Karin
is playing with fire.

If Luna and Magali complain about
the money, the crap will hit the fan.

What, Cesar?
A ladyboy got your tongue?

No, Ariel.
Nobody ate my tongue.

-What is it? Why are you so quiet?
-Nothing. Never mind.

Speak up, damn it! What is it?

I found out
that Henrique hired a hooker.

Well, that happens, doesn't it?
Who pees only in his restroom?

You, more than anyone,
should know that.

I know, but it wasn't just that.
We had a fight.

He says our relationship
was getting old,

that he's confused
and needs some time.

You know what to do, right?

You need to show Henrique
that you're fine without him.

You need to pretend you're going out,
that other guys are interested in you.

That if he isn't interested,
other guys are.

-You think?
-I think so. I am positive.

When he thinks you don't need him
anymore, he'll think he needs you.

-That's human nature.
-I don't know. Damn it!

This is all I needed. I'll have to meet
our clients drenched in wine.

Calm down, Cesar.
Here, cover it up with my sweater.

Take it, don't get worked up
because of that.

-It's nice.
-Yes it is. Thank you.

It's a marketing strategy. The more
she costs, the more attention we get.

The more attention we get,
the more clients we get.

The more clients we get,
the more we make.

It's a win-win situation.
The club will be great again.

Don't we want the club
to be as it used to be?

-Just one question.
-Yes?

-Why is she worth more than us?
-Yes, it makes no sense.

No, what did she do
to charge more than us?

We earned our worth.
We worked hard to get here.

What has she done? Nothing.
She's done nothing.

Wait. You don't understand.

She isn't worth more than you.
She'll cost more. It's different.

Sure you're worth more.
That's why I need you to train her.

Because you're the best.

She needs to be trained
by the best, or it won't work.

Trust me. I know what I'm doing.

-You know, right?
-What?

They were the pilot's last words
before crashing in Thailand.

"Trust me.
I know what I'm doing."

But it's okay.
We're with you here.

Yes, we're on that flight
with you.

Until the turbulence and the screaming
started, I went back to work.

Seriously, it makes no sense.
"Call me?"

Why do people still do that,
when those phones no longer exist?

What should we do?
Maybe say call me like this?

No, that won't work.

It would've been like that in the past
if we held the phone like this.

But since we mean
the shape of the phone,

today's equivalent
would be this, right?

Great weed.

Yeah, right?
An organic farmer grows it.

-Organic weed? How chic.
-Gourmet weed.

Can you get me some?

He just gave me this sample.
I think I can order some more.

Great. If you do get some,
could you call me?

-Hi.
-Hi.

They released that movie about the guy
married to that girl, I forget the name.

Yes, that movie about people,
and places,

and comes with a soundtrack,
that ends sometime, right?

No, it's another one.

-Why don't we go tonight?
-I can't, tonight.

-Why not?
-I'm booked solid this week.

I thought things were slow
at the club.

Yes, but a Gender Equality NGO
paid for several slots of mine.

An NGO?

I'm their gift to employers
who most value female workers.

You can't be serious.
Don't you have a day off?

No, sorry, monster.
It's the price of faithfulness.

-Listen.
-What?

If you have sex to be faithful,
I can too, right?

Sure, have all the sex
you want with hookers.

Yes, but I thought
about something else.

What's that?

You make money being faithful,
but I have to pay, right?

-Right.
-That's not fair, is it?

No, I work to be faithful.
You can use your free time.

It took a while to find
the organic weed guy's phone.

I forgot his last name.

But I finally found him.

I'm calling
because I need a favor.

But it has to be in person,
not on the phone.

Fine, give me the address,
and I'll be there tomorrow.

-Hello.
-Rogério, it's Zanini.

How are you, Zanini?

Good, why don't we have
a drink together?

I'm exhausted.
Had a long day at the office.

Really?

How about tomorrow,
after Leticia launches her book?

Leticia?

Remember the cute girl
that worked at the office?

Sure I remember her.
I didn't know about her book.

Didn't she invite you?
She invited everybody.

I don't know,
I guess I didn't get the card.

-Where is she presenting her book?
-In the bookstore.

The next day,
we finally met the girl,

who wasn't better than us,
but who cost more than us.

-Nice to meet you. Luna.
-Hi, I'm Mia.

I'm Magali. Welcome on board.

-Thanks.
-Shall we?

She knew practically nothing
about the business.

So we started
with the most basic training.

No man with an HSBC account
can be considered ugly.

Obviously. Right?

It works like this with clients.
My body, your rules.

And we advanced
little by little.

You can never seem to be smarter
than your client.

The worst scenario is a client
thinking you're wiser than him.

But don't look dumb, either.
It's no use being smarter than an idiot.

He must think you're smart.

But not as smart as he is.
A little less.

Exactly, you choose some
of his opinions to disagree.

And after you disagree,
let him convince you he's right.

So he'll feel he's smarter than you,
without knowing he thinks he's smarter,

because you're smarter
than he is.

Never seem to be dumb
or too smart, very simple.

There are three basic stages
in every job.

Before sex, sex, and after sex.

If one of those stages doesn't end
properly, your escort service sucks.

It was a good day.

Mia listened carefully, took a lot of
notes and asked good questions.

We even started to like her.

Tomorrow you'll learn
how to dress and undress.

Cool!

Okay, I'd better get going.
Gender equality depends on me.

-I need to go too.
-Thanks. You guys are awesome.

-You're welcome.
-Bye.

Bye.

And I went to get
the organic weed.

Come in.

-Hello.
-Hello. Just a second.

Try this.

-This is good. What is it?
-Breaded squash blooms.

I've never had it.

They're rare. The blossoms are fragile.
Markets don't store them properly.

Really?

Yes, I plant,
harvest and store them.

Come see my garden.

See this, buddy? See this?

Guess what that is.
The mark of the happy cuckold.

My woman is having sex
with another guy,

for the noble and generous
purpose of being faithful to me.

She is totally crazy.
Totally.

Only one normal woman has ever
liked me. Her name is Leticia.

She's beautiful.
Smart, generous, normal.

I blew it with her
and now she hates me.

She's launching
a book of poems today.

That was her dream,
but she didn't invite me.

She is normal. She hates me.

The tomatoes they grew here
were huge, red, beautiful.

-But I had them removed.
-Why?

They weren't real.
They were fake tomatoes.

Really?

An agrotoxic ball disguised as a tomato.
I planted all of this.

There's nothing artificial here.
This is all natural.

This will be great.

Now, let's get your weed.

-Will you stay for dinner?
-I'm not sure I can.

-Aren't you going to tell me anything?
-Curious?

-Can't I be?
-No.

-Why not?
-Do you approve the use of heroin?

-Heroin?
-Yes. Heroin.

-Of course, not.
-So why learn how to use it?

One thing has nothing to do
with the other.

-No?
-No.

Let my aunt in.

-Hi.
-Hi, Bruna.

Can I have a word
alone with Mia?

Sure, I'll be in my room
if you need me.

Hi, Aunt.

Is what Karin said true?

-What do you think?
-I think it's ridiculous.

-Is that what you really want?
-Yes it is.

You're wrong if you think it's easy.
There's a very tough side to it.

I know.

Got anything to drink?

Hey, buddy. Come here.

I'll give you 20 reais to go in there,
and buy me a copy of that book.

Sure.

Take 20 for you
and bring me the change.

-Okay.
-Go.

Think about this, girl.
We'll run out of new ideas one day.

No writer will be able
to write anything original,

because everything
will have been written.

Same thing with musicians,
painters, architects.

Everything will be done already.
Have you thought about it?

No.

You know what the solution is?
The way to save the world's culture?

What?

Making a huge bonfire
and burning everything. Everything.

After a while, we'll forget everything,
and artists will be able to work again.

Any idea you have, will be brand new,
unheard of, original.

You want to write a story about a skinny
kid, who needs to learn karate?

Great, it could be a movie.
A four-note melody?

Genius, the greatest composer
that ever lived.

What is it?

-It's Henrique.
-What does he want?

He wants to pick up his charger
that's back home.

-Great. Tell him to come over.
-No way.

-You said to show him I don't need him.
-Exactly.

And rush home
to do what he wants? No way.

Listen up, Cesar.
Go home, put on a blazer.

Splash on perfume
and pretend you're going out.

You want me to go back to my condo,
and pretend I'm going out?

Sure, pretend you're going out
and tell him he's right,

giving yourselves some time
was the best idea ever.

-I don't know, Ariel.
-I'll take you there and back.

You think?

Sure. The club's empty, anyway.
Let's get going.

-Wait.
-What?

Text me if you're having sex,
so I won't wait like some idiot.

I grew my first crop
in my dad's truck.

How's that?

Really, my dad's truck
was always loaded with dirt.

It had no A/C
and was always hot and wet.

I learned at school that beans
thrive in hot and wet places.

So I placed a bean in the rug.
It sprouted three days later.

-Really?
-Really.

Then I tried planting other things.
Bamboo, tamarind, oranges.

Did it work?

No, that was asking too much
of Mother Nature.

More wine?

-So tell me.
-What?

What do you do?

I lied to him at first.

-I'm a marketing manager.
-Do you like your job?

But next thing I knew,
I was telling him the truth.

I like it, but I miss
being with my family.

They don't live in Sao Paulo.

At times, it feels like we live
totally separate lives.

Two totally different worlds.
My dream was doing both things.

Doing what I love
and being closer to them.

That would be perfect.

I'd better get going.

-Thanks for dinner and the weed.
-You're welcome.

My Waze doesn't work here.

Can you tell me
how to get out of here?

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

-Hi.
-Come in.

-How are you?
-I'm fine. How are you?

I'm fine.

You were right.
We needed some time apart.

-Yes, we really needed that.
-Right.

Right.

Your charger is in my room
if you want it. I'm on my way out.

Sure.

Found it?

-I want to ask you something.
-What?

-Are you seeing someone?
-Is there a problem if I am?

-No, no problem.
-Fine, I have to get dressed.

Okay, I'll be on my way then.
Bye.

Bye.

-How did it go, girl?
-Beautifully.

"To Z. My greatest love ever."

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Get up,
we need to pick breakfast.

-Wait. What's that?
-What?

-What on earth did you plant here?
-Me? I planted nothing.

Yes you did, it didn't show up
here last night.

What do I know?

Damn it, Maria Clara!
The entire land is polluted!

-I didn't do it, Chris, I swear.
-Luna, you said you'd wait for me.

-I have to yank it out.
-No, Chris.

-Don't let him, Luna!
-This crap can't stay here.

No. You said you'd wait!

No, you promised to wait
for me, Luna!

Good morning.

Will you help me get breakfast?

-I can't. I have to leave now.
-Now?

Yes. Right now. Sorry.

I decided not to have anything
to do with Chris.

To me, Christian was only Dior,
Louboutin and Lacroix.

In 1555, French missionary
Jean de Lery visited Brazil,

and wrote about the Indian's nudity.

It's very interesting.
I'll read it for you.

"Women's nudity is much less
enticing than we think.

The outfits, accessories,
wigs and curled hair,

lace necks, panniers,
huge skirts and other trinkets,

European women
adorn themselves with,

and never get tired of,
cause incomparably greater evils,

than the Indian women's
habitual nudity."

In other words, clothes exist
so men can yank them off.

A very short dress,
or too much cleavage,

is less sexy than an outfit
that covers just enough.

The secret is balancing
what's covered and what's not.

That's why those designs,
are so much better than these.

-Got it?
-Yes.

We'll help organize
your wardrobe.

-Yes. It'll be great.
-I have an idea.

Go ahead.

Since I'm the new Karin, I shouldn't
dress just like you, but the opposite.

-How's that?
-For example, Karin likes dark colors.

I could use the same kind
of outfits in bright colors.

-You think?
-Yeah. I don't know.

-I agree.
-You do? How come?

Her clients will recognize elements
of my status as an escort immediately,

without realizing
the colors are different.

It portrays quality,
something new and fresh, no?

-That's the idea.
-Excellent, Mia. Lets do that.

I have to admit I was upset.

I have to admit I was upset.
She's her right hand now?

Yes, she is the new Karin with
all the new ideas. She's full of it.

The worst part was telling Karin
"I read Jean de Lery too."

She looked so dumb saying, "I like
what he wrote about the Tupinambas."

Screw the Tupinambas.

She's a pain in the neck,

but we'll have to take it,
at least until her debut.

Yes, I know. We'll try, right?

So, that's what we did.

Pay attention.

Let's begin.

Learn, girl.

The motivation
that makes us successful,

also makes us
stay 10min more in bed.

It makes you see work as something
essential, making you more efficient.

"Love is everything.
Or everything, or nothing."

What is it?

I've thought a lot about us, and I've
decided I belong here with you.

-Really?
-Yes. That's what I want.

Look, Henrique.
I want to be with you too.

But you need to promise
to stop seeing other guys.

I'm glad you brought that up,

because you need
to promise something too.

-What?
-Stop having sex with Ariel.

What?

You think I don't know?
That I'm blind?

-You're mistaken.
-Stop it, Cesar.

We need to be honest here
to make this work.

I think so too, but...

Ariel never fooled me,
I always knew his homophobia,

was only to hide
his repressed lust for you.

-He is not homophobic.
-Stop standing up for him.

Okay, Henrique. Let's not fight.
We're making up, aren't we?

You haven't promised
to stop dating him.

I promise.

But how can I be sure
you'll really stop dating?

You're always together,
you work together.

-You'll have to trust me.
-No.

Call him right now.
I'll hear it from the room.

Tell him that from now on,
there's no more kissing,

no more sex, no nothing, just work.
Is that clear?

What the hell, Cesar!
How could that happen?

He's convinced he's right.

-Who else thinks so?
-Nobody. I think.

This is all I needed. Damn it.

I need you to go home with me
so I can break up with you.

-Are you insane?
-Please, Ariel.

Forget it.
That is not happening.

-Please, Ariel.
-No way. I'm not doing it.

I love Henrique. Help me out here.
I'll do anything you want.

No, girl.
You don't need to anything.

I'll help you, but you
don't need to do anything.

For the love of God,
don't do anything.

Fine. Thanks.

But we need a few rules
in this story.

What rules?

You need to break up with me
without touching me and fast.

Five minutes max,
looking at my watch.

I'll walk in,
be humiliated and walk out.

Fine, but you need to be
a little desperate.

-You can't agree so easily.
-What?

It has to be convincing.

You need to say you love me,
can't live without me.

And I'll say: 'you always knew
I loved Henrique'.

-Then you can leave. Okay?
-No, Cesar. It's not okay.

Let's just do it. Damn it!

Thanks, Luna.
This is what I call weed.

Not that crap I get
once in a while.

Did you know they use ammonia
as a preservative?

That some guys pee on it?
They don't care. It's disgusting.

This is the good kind.

I know, the farmer is so cool.
I never met anyone like him.

-Is he a client?
-No.

-Your boyfriend?
-No.

Just a guy.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Good news. Which first?
-Go ahead.

My client cancelled.
I'm yours today. A movie?

-I can't, Magali.
-Why not?

I have to go to work.

-Really?
-Really.

-What a shame.
-Yes.

LOVE IN POETRY

"I cling to no memory of your eyes,
so small, penetrating, shiny.

I cling to no memory of your face,
your beard,

your lips, your smiles.

I cling to no memory,
of your voice.

Pleasant, unique, secure.

I cling to no memory of what's under
my skin and in my blood, in my bed."

Let him in. Thanks.

-Hurry. He's here.
-I'm ready.

How could you take
your cousin's baby's monitor?

-I'm in the room. I love you.
-Me too.

Come in.

-Wanna talk to me?
-Sit, Ariel.

-Spit it out!
-Okay.

I'm going back to Henrique.

Okay.

I know this is tough for you.

No, I'm fine.

You don't have to be so cold about it.
You're getting me worried.

What else can I say, Cesar?

You promise to behave?
We work together, you know.

Alright.

Don't do this to me, Cesar.

Please don't leave me.
I can't live without you!

-You knew I loved Henrique.
-What does he have that I don't?

Damn it, Cesar!
What's going on here?

What did I do to deserve this?
Why are you doing this to me?

-Calm down, Ariel.
-I will not, you bastard!

-Touch him again and die.
-Shut up!

-Are you okay?
-Yes.

Why, Mia?
You debut tomorrow.

It's better to call it off
than destroy the club.

What do you mean?

Luna and Magali hate the idea
of me charging more than them.

They try to be cool with it, that's nice
of them, but it won't work for long.

They don't like us
getting along so well either.

They're trying to ignore it,
but they can't.

There'll be a fight anytime
and you'll defend me,

you will yell at them
and they at you.

You could make up,
but it's never the same.

And one day they'll quit
and you guys will spilt up.

I don't want that to happen.

-You're wrong.
-I'm not usually wrong.

Me neither.
Here's what will happen.

Your debut will be a big hit.
We'll save the club.

They'll still be jealous,
but they'll get to know you better.

You'll get closer,
and even be a team one day.

-That's what'll happen.
-You'll take that risk?

-I will.
-Then, it's okay.

At least you got the first part right.
My debut will be a hit.

Thanks for yesterday.

You're welcome, girl.
Isn't that what friends are for?

But that's it.

No matter what happens,
we did a good job.

-We do a good job together.
-Right.

-To the club.
-To the club.

Good evening.

Thank you for coming.
This is a big day for our club.

We worked hard for this debut
to bring you the new Karin.

The name 'New Karin'
isn't exactly right.

She's younger, of course.
No need to remind me.

But she's not Karin. She's better
than Karin. Her name is Mia.

And you'll have moments with her
you can't tell your grandkids.

Mia. Please.

Then Ariel announced
there were complimentary cigars,

and the winner would find
Mia's name in one of them.

At least Karin and Mia
were right about one thing.

Her debut was a success.

End of episode 4