The Business (2013–2018): Season 3, Episode 9 - Despedida - full transcript
Break up with Augusto...
Take a vacation!
Stay away from the club, until
clients calm down. Then you return.
What if I disappear,
go away from Augusto, would you stop?
-Would you let his son see him?
-Yes.
I thought about what you said.
I'll take a vacation.
-When do you come back?
-I may not come back.
Let's marry right away.
Not with the remainings
of your engagement.
-I solved the buffet problem.
-Shouldn't we wait a little longer?
Do you love me or not?
-Yuri is at the club.
-I know. I need to talk to you.
Vitoria Stardust chose
the main actor for the film. You.
Your mom told me
that you need money.
I need someone
to help me in the club.
-No, thanks!
-C'mom! Let me be your dad.
-That's a yes?
-Yes.
O NEGOCIO
Season III
Episode 9
FAREWELL
That's Augusto's wife.
-Can I ask you something?
-Sure.
I need to take you to that car
over there.
How can I do that
without shooting you?
Karin and Augusto
are getting back together,
and you'll leave them alone,
got it?
If not, we'll post these pictures
on the Internet.
And nude shots on the Internet
are like peeing in the ocean.
One more thing we need to do
to help you remember.
Luna, get the whip.
No, no, no! Please!
Okay, maybe the whip
was going too far.
But maybe it will work.
Isn't it a great plan?
No, Magali.
It's not a great plan.
-Why not?
-Because it isn't.
Fine, then we need to think
of something else.
There's nothing we can do.
I need to go away for a while.
Have you made up your mind?
I need to go somewhere to think.
And it's good for the club.
-Our clients are mad at me.
-And if you don't return?
What do you mean?
You did it once already.
You were Joana.
You switched towns, your name,
left your past behind, didn't you?
-Yes, but that was a long time ago.
-What if you do it again?
-I'll be back.
-When?
I don't know. When things calm down.
When I calm down.
I promise.
-You're saying that so we won't insist.
-No, I swear I'm not.
-Can you guys do me a favor?
-Sure, just name it.
Can you sit on my bag
so I can close it?
Sure.
-Have you called a cab?
-I'll do it now.
-I'll get it for you.
-Okay.
Jonas Kupfer. The poor guy
has jury duty in a criminal case
and he was happy to do it.
But juries are locked up in a hotel room
until the case is decided.
So now he's over there, cooped up
in a room, totally bored to death.
What is my role in this?
It's all been arranged
by the manager,
who will take you
to the room next door.
There's a connecting door
between the rooms.
You go inside
and make him happy again.
No problem.
That's the address of the hotel.
The manager's name is on the back.
-Anything else?
-Thanks, Mia. That's all.
-I still hope Karin changes her mind.
-She won't.
Look Cesar, we have a gorgeous
Tiresias among us.
She's leaving.
You wanna bet?
Since you know everything,
tell me this.
-What?
-Is Karin coming back or not?
I don't know.
I will not be a porn star,
much less rob Yuri's role.
-You're not robbing.
-I can't do that to him.
-Can I ask you something?
-What?
He tried to kill you?
-Yes or no?
-He regreted.
Fine, so shoot the video,
and regret after.
No way, find someone else.
Don't count on me.
You're a cultured barman.
You must've heard of Rimbaud.
He was an arms dealer and poet.
This is one of his famous verses:
"I screwed myself
out of consideration."
Something like that.
Maybe rhyming with screwed.
If I marry Letícia, I'll be risking
my relationship with Magali.
Magali is a liberal,
isn't the jealous type, cool.
But if she finds out that
I married another woman,
and moved in with her,
she'll be mad.
In other words,
marrying the woman I desire,
I may lose
the woman I love.
The solution is not getting married,
but without hurting Letícia.
But how? How, when the Zanini's
bag of hairs failed?
What's more ingenious,
smart and efficient, than that?
-How long will you be in Berlin?
-I told you, I don't know.
-And after Berlin, what?
-I've no idea.
It's the first time in my life
I've no plan.
-Stop, Karin. You're scaring me.
-Calm down girls.
I'm just doing
what cannot be done.
I'm just doing the improbable,
the impossible, the incredible.
I'm just going to disappear.
It's not true.
It's just a trick.
Tricks, my child,
are just magic gone bad.
Are you guys insane
or does that make any sense?
It's a joke about the day
we first met.
-You never told me how you met.
-Really?
It was actually funny.
Although it was a scary day.
-Very scary indeed.
-Tell me about it.
-May I?
-Go right ahead.
Fine, my agent phoned
to see what I was doing.
He had an eccentric client
who wanted an escort right away.
-He lived in an old mansion.
-Hold on.
Your cab's here.
-Have a safe trip.
-Thank you.
-Come back soon, okay?
-Take care of the club, okay?
Go on!
I can't believe she's gone.
-She's not going anywhere.
-What do you mean?
She'll miss her flight.
The driver's my friend.
Eric, I have a question. Didn't I
ask you to check the deliveries?
-I already did.
-And file the receipts?
-I already did.
-And organize the filer?
I'm on it now.
And when did I ask you
to be a moron?
What are you talking about?
A big fat birdie
prowling around the club,
dragging a pair of trashy flip-flops
who responds to the alias Greta,
told me you loaned some money
to "Sunshine" Priscila. Is this true?
Yes, so what?
Listen up, Eric.
They give us money.
We never give them money.
That's the basic rule.
It's the most important rule.
The mother rule.
Ariel, she had an emergency.
Did she really?
An emergency you say?
What story of woe and doom
did she tell you?
It's true.
Her sister needs life support.
Eric, my dear child. What is
in your head? A bag of crackers?
Don't believe me, then.
Leave me alone.
Request denied.
I will prove that she lied to you.
-She didn't lie.
-She did.
-She didn't.
-We'll see about that.
A few days ago
I just wanted to do justice.
Now, all I think about is sex.
Justice might be
more important than sex.
But without a doubt,
sex is better than justice.
Not for the bastard that killed
his lover with those scissors.
He killed her
with a pair of scissors?
I can't talk about the case.
That's violating the rules.
Don't worry.
I'm not going to influence you.
The guy grabbed a pair of scissors,
and stabbed the woman several times.
-That makes no sense.
-We can't talk about it.
Okay.
Wait.
Why doesn't it make sense?
Men don't kill with scissors.
But, we can't talk about that.
-Why did you turn right?
-Isn't that the way?
-No, I said to go straight ahead.
-But this is a good shortcut.
I'll miss my flight.
Don't worry.
We'll be there in no time.
-Excuse me. My room's locked.
-I know.
-Can you open it for me?
-You got your rent with you?
-You'll have it next week.
-I'll open it then.
-My speech is in a few minutes.
-There's nothing I can do.
At least let me get
my microphone.
It stays here until you pay
what you owe.
-You know how much it costs?
-Excuse me.
I know what to do, buddy.
I'll have an accident.
I'll hit my head and forget
all about these last few years.
I'll forget I know Letícia.
Forget I fell in love with her.
She'll be a total stranger.
And how can I marry a total stranger?
I know some people do that,
but it's still a good excuse.
The problem is
she can help me remember.
And plus treating my habit
of hoarding hairs,
I'll have to heal
my fake amnesia.
I'll get treated
for my imaginary ailments.
I'll suffer from depression.
I'll lose my mind.
Wander out there, not knowing
what I remember or not.
You'll find me sleeping downtown,
covered with feces and toothpaste.
I need to think it over.
It's not the perfect plan.
Karin hasn't phoned us yet.
You think she caught her flight?
Maybe, she can do anything.
Phone her.
Hi, Karin. I miss you already.
I wanted to wish you a safe trip
one more time.
Why?
Really? What a drag.
Come over to my place
to spend another day together.
Okay. Love you.
-She's taking tomorrow's flight.
-That's what she thinks.
I have a lot to do.
This is a waste of time.
You need to see this yourself
or you'll never trust me.
How can you be so sure
she's lying?
Eric, listen and learn.
Women are liars.
What happens when the doctor
hits your knee with a hammer?
Your leg jumps up.
It's the same with women.
You say good morning,
and they lie.
But it's not their fault. It's normal.
Guess what Priscila's doing?
Getting plastered
with the money you lent her.
She'd never make up a story
that serious about life support.
Life support? Life support is tequila
and new shoes in hooker's lingo.
This is so ridiculous.
The woman is not to be trusted.
But she was honest.
That's exactly why.
Now she doesn't lie?
We need to know
when chicks are lying.
Now they lie, now they don't.
What the hell is that?
Learn something, Eric.
If you can't trust a chick to be flawed,
what can you trust?
What she did is unforgiveable.
I'll have to fire the bitch.
-Fire her for telling the truth?
-What else can I do?
If they find out you were here and throw
the case out, it will still be worth it.
I'm just getting started.
-Listen.
-Yes?
-Remember the Caiubi street crime?
-I remember.
He killed his wife
with a pair of scissors.
True, but he tried
to strangle her first.
He couldn't, so he grabbed whatever
was on the table. A pair of scissors.
Is that the case? He grabbed
the weapon in the crime scene?
-It happened in a car.
-Scissors don't belong in cars.
-Right, not usually.
-He took it from the house, right?
-Right.
-Isn't that weird?
Would you like some food?
Is that the case?
-Yes. Wanna take a look?
-Yes. And a cheeseburger.
-First flight I've ever missed.
-Great, more time to say goodbye.
-At least we can do that.
-We have a surprise for you.
-You do? What is it?
-What is it? It's a surprise.
You can't say it's a surprise
until you're surprised.
You've to pretend
you're surprised.
-Okay. So where's the surprise?
-In my room.
-Where?
-Here's your surprise.
What are you doing?
Magali, this isn't funny. Open up.
Luna, I mean it. Open this door.
I'm not joking...
Open up!
-Lighter.
-What you doing? Open up! Luna!
Magali, open this door!
She can't travel
without a passport.
By the time she gets one,
she'll give up.
-I have another idea.
-What?
Let's take her out,
make her have a good time,
convince her it's nicer here
than over there.
Our clients are upset?
She misses Augusto?
No problem.
We'll be there for her.
Fine, let's try your plan.
Determined to get his mike back,
Oscar checked out a website
about how to kick a door down.
There were six steps
on the website.
First, identify the door's weakest spot.
Secondly, kick it with your heel.
Third, avoid stretching your leg
completely while kicking it.
Fourth, if nothing works,
try kicking it down completely.
Fifth, never jump
while kicking the door down.
Sixth, do not use your shoulder,
it might get dislocated.
-What are you doing?
-My mike is in there.
-You need to leave the hotel.
-Not without my mike.
I'll look desperate when I get home.
In a cold sweat.
I say my life is ruined, done.
That I lost a vital case
for the Chinese Mafia.
A Mafia boss swore revenge.
I'll go to a med school,
I'll find a corpse,
and put my clothes on it,
my watch and my ID.
Then I'll place the body
behind the wheel,
put the car on fire
and push it off a cliff.
Letícia will mourn my death. I'll watch
her cry from afar at my funeral.
I think I'll cry too.
I'll tell Magali the same
Chinese story,
with another ending.
I run away with her.
We move to French Guiana.
I'll open a small law firm
in Remire-Montjoly.
I'll be Jean Claude
and Magali, Noelle.
Think about it.
We're always changing, right?
Every second we get older
and change a little.
So what?
I need to ask Karin something,
this Karin,
the one from eight hours, 43 minutes
and 26 seconds ago.
What is your dream? About three
seconds passed since I spoke.
The Karin I spoke to,
can't answer my question,
she didn't even hear
the question.
No Karin hears the whole thing,
just a piece of it.
And who'll reply? The Karin of 8 hours,
43 minutes and so many seconds.
But she can't answer
the whole question,
and I, who asked the question,
vanished seconds ago.
So the Karin
that didn't hear the question,
says she didn't hear it.
Isn't that crazy?
With that logic,
nobody ever talks to anybody.
That's why it's a mess,
and we don't understand each other.
Life is a broken phone
you use to call yourself.
I don't know what you said,
but it's very funny.
How can you?
You didn't hear it.
Oh, my God...
-Guess what we can do.
-What?
-Let's go dancing.
-Great idea.
I don't feel like
opening my suitcase again.
-I have an idea.
-What?
I'll lend you something.
Okay, but only for the Karin
that's going dancing.
From what this says,
it would make more sense for
the guy's wife to kill his lover, right?
-She's got an alibi.
-What alibi?
She was in the library.
-She can prove that?
-Yes, she signed the registry.
It could be a forgery.
Several experts say
it's her signature.
And she uploaded a picture to Instagram
at the time of the murder.
She could've taken it earlier.
Look at the clock on the wall
that says 2:45.
According to the experts,
the murder happened about then.
-Look at that poor guy move.
-What guy?
That shorty going like this.
He must be shy.
They hate taking up space.
So he hardly moves at all.
The one behind him
is even worse.
He looks like an astronaut
floating in space.
We make fun of them.
And Karin?
How does she dance?
I've never seen her.
-I haven't either.
-Maybe she's a bad dancer.
Maybe that's why
she never dances.
-You want to see me dance?
-If you dare.
Sure, clubs are places you pay to make
a fool of yourself, and I'm paying.
-You haven't told me yet.
-What?
How you met.
-That's true.
-Tell me already.
It was a dilapidated house,
and when I got there...
Excuse me.
You can't be together.
What?
You can't be together.
You need to split up.
What are you talking about?
We can't have the hottest chicks
together in one spot.
That was really good.
Congratulations.
But get lost.
This is ladies' night.
-You know what the problem is?
-No.
Mental color blindness.
You have mental color blindness.
-What's that, Ariel?
-Tell him, Greta.
Tell him what?
I have no idea.
Mental color blindness
is when someone can't see the world
in their dark, gloomy shades,
they only see a rosy world.
I see the world as it is.
That's what you think.
You know he believes in love?
-You believe in love?
-Of course I do.
Me too, until my eighth birthday.
-You guys are crazy.
-We're crazy, Greta.
He thinks there's a pot of gold at
the end of the rainbow, and we're crazy?
I know evil exists, but not
everything is bad. There's good too.
What good things?
Don't say a child's smile.
A starry night.
He'd say a starry night.
-True friendship.
-The humming bird's song.
-Loving and being loved.
-Walking barefoot on the beach.
That Chilean that saved people
from the fire in a movie.
-What about it?
-Isn't that an act of kindness?
Of course not. He only saved them
to feel good about himself.
It was all about him.
He's selfish.
Only selfish people
save other people's lives.
-The guy hurt you.
-The jerk hit me from behind.
I would've kicked his butt
if he'd come straight to me.
-They can't take your mike.
-I know, but now I can't work.
You don't need that.
You could make a fortune
in very little time, become a star.
I won't make money
at my best friend's expense.
Oscar, I don't click with Yuri.
I click with you.
He'll understand
if he's your best friend.
I don't know.
You have no money, no job,
somebody had to take you in.
This is a once in a lifetime chance,
and if there's one thing life doesn't
like is when we reject such a chance.
If you say no to this chance,
you'd better be prepared,
because life is going
to make you pay.
I need to ask you guys
for a real favor.
-What?
-I mean it.
What?
Stop making me laugh for at least
five minutes. I need to rest a little.
I can't do my impersonation
of Donald Duck?
No, at least for five minutes.
I'M OUTSIDE
Fine, we'll do something
to make you stop laughing.
-What?
-Wait here. It's a surprise.
-Flávia?
-Yes.
I'm Laura, this is Cíntia.
I don't have much time.
What's that slut up to?
You got the money?
I need to know
if the information is worth it.
Fine, let's talk over there.
It's quieter.
-Let me go!
-Open up. Open up.
Swallow. Swallow.
She'll lose custody of the kid.
Isn't it a good plan?
There must be something
we can do.
We can't do anything
against her.
But we can do something
against someone else.
Who's that?
-We miss you a lot here.
-Me too, Messias.
Remember Luna and Magali,
my partners in Oceano Azul?
-Sure I do.
-I'm leaving the country tomorrow.
I need to get a painting I left here,
and see the office for the last time.
I was so happy here.
JUST STARTING
TO READ UZUMAKI
I'll say I'm getting plastic surgery,
to look nicer for her.
And I'll find someone like me.
They do that now.
Somebody that looks like me
and pretend to be me.
She'll marry him
thinking it's me.
I'll pay him every month
to move in with her.
She'll be happy with me.
She'll never see me again,
but she'll be happy with me.
This is it.
You need the code to get in.
I know the code. I saw him.
It's the year of the wine, 1821.
What?
It must be 1921.
-Damn it!
-Can you try three times?
-Maybe.
-What now?
Wait, he said there was
a comet that year.
It's 1811.
Carpeaux said he'd have it
when he made his first billion,
that I'd help him, and drink
the wine. He was right.
I'm drinking the wine.
Let's go.
-And the painting?
-Let's take one from the hall.
Jussara was my friend.
She married a guy, so in love with her
that she despised him.
He did whatever she wanted.
The more he did
the less she respected him.
Listen, Eric, listen.
No woman forgives the man
that deprives himself for her.
Her husband deprived himself.
And guess what she did.
She went out with her lover,
went down on him,
then she went home
and kissed her husband,
without brushing her teeth
or washing her face.
Just when you think you're living
a love story, that's what's going on.
At least.
I had this neighbor Dario.
Short. Bald.
One day, because of a fight,
they tried to kill him.
His wife got in the middle
and was shot.
She lived, but spent time
in the hospital.
Guess what Dario did,
the short bald guy.
He screwed his wife's best friend,
while she was in the hospital recovering
from the bullet she took for him
while he was
screwing her best friend.
That just goes to prove
there's no love or friendship.
So delete the L and the F
from your golden list, kiddo.
The Valdaro lovers, for example.
You know the story?
-The skeletons they found in Italy?
-A couple hugging.
The very last moments of their lives,
they hugged and are still like that,
six thousand years later.
They are still hugging.
What does that prove?
Fools always existed?
-No, it proves that love exists.
-You're so naive, kid, so naive.
I'm naive?
Your sarcasm is what's naive.
We'll be back.
We need to drink
the wine here.
Thank you.
-How much did you say it cost?
-Like 400,000 reais.
-Wow, how much is a sip?
-Let me think.
Each sip is 30 milliliters
and the bottle has 750...
Each drink costs $25,000 reais.
The sheik's dick's the costliest
thing I put in my mouth.
Magali, look what you did.
You made me spit a brand new car.
You still haven't told me
how you met.
Right. You tell her, Luna.
-Should I?
-If you want.
Should I tell you?
I can make up any story you like.
No, we'll tell you.
-Me first, it started with me.
-Fine.
This is what happened. I was working
in the club when a new client came in.
Tall and slender, wearing a raincoat.
He called himself The Great Marduk.
-Stop it.
-Really.
The Great Marduk?
He was the most normal guy
in the club that week.
So?
He said he was a magician.
We had a drink and chatted.
-Then we went to his house.
-The old mansion?
Yes, he had too much to drink
and showed me his toolbox.
It was so interesting.
He did some tricks.
We drank some more.
I admit it was fun.
He wanted to do a trick,
but needed another assistant.
So he hired Karin
and while she came over,
he said he had to cut us in two,
and then switch our legs.
Half Luna, half Karin?
-Half Karin, half Luna.
-How weird. And?
He said he'd have sex
with us like that.
That's really weird.
The weird part starts now.
I asked how he did that trick.
And he said, "Tricks, my child,
is just magic gone wrong.
I'm going to do real magic."
I laughed.
I insisted knowing
how he did the trick.
And he insisted it was not a trick.
So he showed me how he did it.
He took two rabbits
and cut them in half.
-Right.
-And did the magic work?
-No, they died.
-That is disgusting, Luna!
Yes.
Luna was having a fit
when I got there.
She said he was crazy
and he'd kill us.
-What did you do?
-Karin was smart.
I said I was the great
Marduk's fan since I was a kid.
I begged him to do a show
before cutting us up.
Did he do it?
No, don't you know my legs
are Karin's?
Shut up!
He said yes, got on a stage
and said, "Calm down, girls.
"I'm only doing
what can't be done.
I will do the improbable,
the impossible, the incredible.
I'm just vanishing. You'll say
it's not true, it's just a trick.
But tricks, girls,
are just magic gone wrong."
Then what?
He got in a box
and we started running.
But the door was locked
and Luna smashed a window.
He followed us but we escaped.
Awesome, I'm jealous
of the way you two met.
What now?
I can't work in that room.
And I lost my mike.
Those bastards...
What are you gonna do?
-I thought about it all day long.
-You need to know something.
-What's that?
-Count on me for anything.
-Thanks, Yuri.
-Stay as long as you want.
-Thanks.
-Just tell me what else I can do.
-Alright.
-Go ahead.
Let me know
if you have a problem with it.
-With what?
-Vitória made me an offer.
What offer?
That she'll make me rich.
You know that's my dream, right?
What offer?
She wants me to shoot Rinaldi's porn
with her. Instead of you.
Did you say yes?
She says it won't affect you
and I'll make some money.
You know I need money.
But if that's an issue for you,
I'll say no.
No, Oscar, it's okay.
You can't miss that chance.
-Really?
-Yes, I'm your friend.
I wish you the best.
I'm happy for you.
Thanks, Yuri.
Did I tell you I love you?
Yuri spent the entire night
planning how to kill Oscar.
He swore that this time,
Oscar wouldn't get away.
There's only one type of love.
Love for yourself.
-And nobody deserves to be loved.
-Exactly, honey.
-Any kind of love is inappropriate.
-You live in an awful world.
When you break or somebody breaks
the wrapping your mom put you in,
you'll realize you live
in this world, in this world.
I hope not.
I'm going to bed.
I have to be up early.
Good night.
If you believe in that.
I need to toughen up the kid.
I need to destroy him.
Teach him not to have any character.
Like any good dad would.
I'll show him
I can be a good dad.
I know what to do.
I'm going to marry.
What's wrong?
She says she was reading Uzumaki
when she uploaded her photo.
-So what?
-Isn't Uzumaki a Manga?
-I've no idea.
-Yes, it's a Manga.
So what?
Look.
She says she was on page one.
-It is on page one.
-No, Manga is read backwards.
So what does that mean?
Why lie about that?
But of course. Obviously.
Why didn't I think of this?
-What?
-She didn't lie about that.
That's the only lie she didn't tell.
She did it backwards.
What?
The picture and everything else
is backwards.
The clock says 2:45
but that's not the time.
It's 9:15.
She went to the library early, took
the picture, killed her husband's lover,
turned the picture around and
uploaded it there. She faked her alibi.
Check it out
with her Internet provider.
She uploaded the picture
at the crime site.
You almost sent an innocent man
to 30 years in jail.
The poor cabbie
never heard such crap.
I have something dumb
but very important to say.
First, we have to decide
what to drink.
-Vodka.
-The heavy artillery.
-Heavy liquor, light hearts.
-That's good, Karin.
To the three of us!
Go on, Magali.
What's so dumb?
I thought about it in the cab.
I was going to tell you
but you were so noisy.
Listen up, it's the evening's
main piece of crap.
-I'm listening.
-Me too.
Us, all three of us, didn't get to know
each other at school.
We never smoked weed together.
We went partying
to totally different clubs.
Fate didn't let us be friends
when we were young.
It didn't let us
grow up together.
But tonight...
Tonight we cheated fate.
Tonight we had
a sort of mini adolescence.
One we'll remember
as long as we live.
That's the nonsense
I had to say.
That's so sweet, Magali.
Best piece of crap
I ever heard.
-Stay, Karin.
-Yes Karin, stay with us.
-Did Karin leave?
-She's not in any of the rooms.
She's gone.
-I thought we'd make her stay.
-Me too.
I have a headache.
Have a pill?
-Is she in the bathroom?
-I don't know, Magali.
Let's check.
Karin had done the improbable.
She had done the impossible.
Done the incredible.
She'd left.
What do we do now?
-The building.
-What?
The tower she wanted on her family's
land. Wasn't that her dream?
Let's make her dream come true.
Let's build her tower.
End of episode 9
Take a vacation!
Stay away from the club, until
clients calm down. Then you return.
What if I disappear,
go away from Augusto, would you stop?
-Would you let his son see him?
-Yes.
I thought about what you said.
I'll take a vacation.
-When do you come back?
-I may not come back.
Let's marry right away.
Not with the remainings
of your engagement.
-I solved the buffet problem.
-Shouldn't we wait a little longer?
Do you love me or not?
-Yuri is at the club.
-I know. I need to talk to you.
Vitoria Stardust chose
the main actor for the film. You.
Your mom told me
that you need money.
I need someone
to help me in the club.
-No, thanks!
-C'mom! Let me be your dad.
-That's a yes?
-Yes.
O NEGOCIO
Season III
Episode 9
FAREWELL
That's Augusto's wife.
-Can I ask you something?
-Sure.
I need to take you to that car
over there.
How can I do that
without shooting you?
Karin and Augusto
are getting back together,
and you'll leave them alone,
got it?
If not, we'll post these pictures
on the Internet.
And nude shots on the Internet
are like peeing in the ocean.
One more thing we need to do
to help you remember.
Luna, get the whip.
No, no, no! Please!
Okay, maybe the whip
was going too far.
But maybe it will work.
Isn't it a great plan?
No, Magali.
It's not a great plan.
-Why not?
-Because it isn't.
Fine, then we need to think
of something else.
There's nothing we can do.
I need to go away for a while.
Have you made up your mind?
I need to go somewhere to think.
And it's good for the club.
-Our clients are mad at me.
-And if you don't return?
What do you mean?
You did it once already.
You were Joana.
You switched towns, your name,
left your past behind, didn't you?
-Yes, but that was a long time ago.
-What if you do it again?
-I'll be back.
-When?
I don't know. When things calm down.
When I calm down.
I promise.
-You're saying that so we won't insist.
-No, I swear I'm not.
-Can you guys do me a favor?
-Sure, just name it.
Can you sit on my bag
so I can close it?
Sure.
-Have you called a cab?
-I'll do it now.
-I'll get it for you.
-Okay.
Jonas Kupfer. The poor guy
has jury duty in a criminal case
and he was happy to do it.
But juries are locked up in a hotel room
until the case is decided.
So now he's over there, cooped up
in a room, totally bored to death.
What is my role in this?
It's all been arranged
by the manager,
who will take you
to the room next door.
There's a connecting door
between the rooms.
You go inside
and make him happy again.
No problem.
That's the address of the hotel.
The manager's name is on the back.
-Anything else?
-Thanks, Mia. That's all.
-I still hope Karin changes her mind.
-She won't.
Look Cesar, we have a gorgeous
Tiresias among us.
She's leaving.
You wanna bet?
Since you know everything,
tell me this.
-What?
-Is Karin coming back or not?
I don't know.
I will not be a porn star,
much less rob Yuri's role.
-You're not robbing.
-I can't do that to him.
-Can I ask you something?
-What?
He tried to kill you?
-Yes or no?
-He regreted.
Fine, so shoot the video,
and regret after.
No way, find someone else.
Don't count on me.
You're a cultured barman.
You must've heard of Rimbaud.
He was an arms dealer and poet.
This is one of his famous verses:
"I screwed myself
out of consideration."
Something like that.
Maybe rhyming with screwed.
If I marry Letícia, I'll be risking
my relationship with Magali.
Magali is a liberal,
isn't the jealous type, cool.
But if she finds out that
I married another woman,
and moved in with her,
she'll be mad.
In other words,
marrying the woman I desire,
I may lose
the woman I love.
The solution is not getting married,
but without hurting Letícia.
But how? How, when the Zanini's
bag of hairs failed?
What's more ingenious,
smart and efficient, than that?
-How long will you be in Berlin?
-I told you, I don't know.
-And after Berlin, what?
-I've no idea.
It's the first time in my life
I've no plan.
-Stop, Karin. You're scaring me.
-Calm down girls.
I'm just doing
what cannot be done.
I'm just doing the improbable,
the impossible, the incredible.
I'm just going to disappear.
It's not true.
It's just a trick.
Tricks, my child,
are just magic gone bad.
Are you guys insane
or does that make any sense?
It's a joke about the day
we first met.
-You never told me how you met.
-Really?
It was actually funny.
Although it was a scary day.
-Very scary indeed.
-Tell me about it.
-May I?
-Go right ahead.
Fine, my agent phoned
to see what I was doing.
He had an eccentric client
who wanted an escort right away.
-He lived in an old mansion.
-Hold on.
Your cab's here.
-Have a safe trip.
-Thank you.
-Come back soon, okay?
-Take care of the club, okay?
Go on!
I can't believe she's gone.
-She's not going anywhere.
-What do you mean?
She'll miss her flight.
The driver's my friend.
Eric, I have a question. Didn't I
ask you to check the deliveries?
-I already did.
-And file the receipts?
-I already did.
-And organize the filer?
I'm on it now.
And when did I ask you
to be a moron?
What are you talking about?
A big fat birdie
prowling around the club,
dragging a pair of trashy flip-flops
who responds to the alias Greta,
told me you loaned some money
to "Sunshine" Priscila. Is this true?
Yes, so what?
Listen up, Eric.
They give us money.
We never give them money.
That's the basic rule.
It's the most important rule.
The mother rule.
Ariel, she had an emergency.
Did she really?
An emergency you say?
What story of woe and doom
did she tell you?
It's true.
Her sister needs life support.
Eric, my dear child. What is
in your head? A bag of crackers?
Don't believe me, then.
Leave me alone.
Request denied.
I will prove that she lied to you.
-She didn't lie.
-She did.
-She didn't.
-We'll see about that.
A few days ago
I just wanted to do justice.
Now, all I think about is sex.
Justice might be
more important than sex.
But without a doubt,
sex is better than justice.
Not for the bastard that killed
his lover with those scissors.
He killed her
with a pair of scissors?
I can't talk about the case.
That's violating the rules.
Don't worry.
I'm not going to influence you.
The guy grabbed a pair of scissors,
and stabbed the woman several times.
-That makes no sense.
-We can't talk about it.
Okay.
Wait.
Why doesn't it make sense?
Men don't kill with scissors.
But, we can't talk about that.
-Why did you turn right?
-Isn't that the way?
-No, I said to go straight ahead.
-But this is a good shortcut.
I'll miss my flight.
Don't worry.
We'll be there in no time.
-Excuse me. My room's locked.
-I know.
-Can you open it for me?
-You got your rent with you?
-You'll have it next week.
-I'll open it then.
-My speech is in a few minutes.
-There's nothing I can do.
At least let me get
my microphone.
It stays here until you pay
what you owe.
-You know how much it costs?
-Excuse me.
I know what to do, buddy.
I'll have an accident.
I'll hit my head and forget
all about these last few years.
I'll forget I know Letícia.
Forget I fell in love with her.
She'll be a total stranger.
And how can I marry a total stranger?
I know some people do that,
but it's still a good excuse.
The problem is
she can help me remember.
And plus treating my habit
of hoarding hairs,
I'll have to heal
my fake amnesia.
I'll get treated
for my imaginary ailments.
I'll suffer from depression.
I'll lose my mind.
Wander out there, not knowing
what I remember or not.
You'll find me sleeping downtown,
covered with feces and toothpaste.
I need to think it over.
It's not the perfect plan.
Karin hasn't phoned us yet.
You think she caught her flight?
Maybe, she can do anything.
Phone her.
Hi, Karin. I miss you already.
I wanted to wish you a safe trip
one more time.
Why?
Really? What a drag.
Come over to my place
to spend another day together.
Okay. Love you.
-She's taking tomorrow's flight.
-That's what she thinks.
I have a lot to do.
This is a waste of time.
You need to see this yourself
or you'll never trust me.
How can you be so sure
she's lying?
Eric, listen and learn.
Women are liars.
What happens when the doctor
hits your knee with a hammer?
Your leg jumps up.
It's the same with women.
You say good morning,
and they lie.
But it's not their fault. It's normal.
Guess what Priscila's doing?
Getting plastered
with the money you lent her.
She'd never make up a story
that serious about life support.
Life support? Life support is tequila
and new shoes in hooker's lingo.
This is so ridiculous.
The woman is not to be trusted.
But she was honest.
That's exactly why.
Now she doesn't lie?
We need to know
when chicks are lying.
Now they lie, now they don't.
What the hell is that?
Learn something, Eric.
If you can't trust a chick to be flawed,
what can you trust?
What she did is unforgiveable.
I'll have to fire the bitch.
-Fire her for telling the truth?
-What else can I do?
If they find out you were here and throw
the case out, it will still be worth it.
I'm just getting started.
-Listen.
-Yes?
-Remember the Caiubi street crime?
-I remember.
He killed his wife
with a pair of scissors.
True, but he tried
to strangle her first.
He couldn't, so he grabbed whatever
was on the table. A pair of scissors.
Is that the case? He grabbed
the weapon in the crime scene?
-It happened in a car.
-Scissors don't belong in cars.
-Right, not usually.
-He took it from the house, right?
-Right.
-Isn't that weird?
Would you like some food?
Is that the case?
-Yes. Wanna take a look?
-Yes. And a cheeseburger.
-First flight I've ever missed.
-Great, more time to say goodbye.
-At least we can do that.
-We have a surprise for you.
-You do? What is it?
-What is it? It's a surprise.
You can't say it's a surprise
until you're surprised.
You've to pretend
you're surprised.
-Okay. So where's the surprise?
-In my room.
-Where?
-Here's your surprise.
What are you doing?
Magali, this isn't funny. Open up.
Luna, I mean it. Open this door.
I'm not joking...
Open up!
-Lighter.
-What you doing? Open up! Luna!
Magali, open this door!
She can't travel
without a passport.
By the time she gets one,
she'll give up.
-I have another idea.
-What?
Let's take her out,
make her have a good time,
convince her it's nicer here
than over there.
Our clients are upset?
She misses Augusto?
No problem.
We'll be there for her.
Fine, let's try your plan.
Determined to get his mike back,
Oscar checked out a website
about how to kick a door down.
There were six steps
on the website.
First, identify the door's weakest spot.
Secondly, kick it with your heel.
Third, avoid stretching your leg
completely while kicking it.
Fourth, if nothing works,
try kicking it down completely.
Fifth, never jump
while kicking the door down.
Sixth, do not use your shoulder,
it might get dislocated.
-What are you doing?
-My mike is in there.
-You need to leave the hotel.
-Not without my mike.
I'll look desperate when I get home.
In a cold sweat.
I say my life is ruined, done.
That I lost a vital case
for the Chinese Mafia.
A Mafia boss swore revenge.
I'll go to a med school,
I'll find a corpse,
and put my clothes on it,
my watch and my ID.
Then I'll place the body
behind the wheel,
put the car on fire
and push it off a cliff.
Letícia will mourn my death. I'll watch
her cry from afar at my funeral.
I think I'll cry too.
I'll tell Magali the same
Chinese story,
with another ending.
I run away with her.
We move to French Guiana.
I'll open a small law firm
in Remire-Montjoly.
I'll be Jean Claude
and Magali, Noelle.
Think about it.
We're always changing, right?
Every second we get older
and change a little.
So what?
I need to ask Karin something,
this Karin,
the one from eight hours, 43 minutes
and 26 seconds ago.
What is your dream? About three
seconds passed since I spoke.
The Karin I spoke to,
can't answer my question,
she didn't even hear
the question.
No Karin hears the whole thing,
just a piece of it.
And who'll reply? The Karin of 8 hours,
43 minutes and so many seconds.
But she can't answer
the whole question,
and I, who asked the question,
vanished seconds ago.
So the Karin
that didn't hear the question,
says she didn't hear it.
Isn't that crazy?
With that logic,
nobody ever talks to anybody.
That's why it's a mess,
and we don't understand each other.
Life is a broken phone
you use to call yourself.
I don't know what you said,
but it's very funny.
How can you?
You didn't hear it.
Oh, my God...
-Guess what we can do.
-What?
-Let's go dancing.
-Great idea.
I don't feel like
opening my suitcase again.
-I have an idea.
-What?
I'll lend you something.
Okay, but only for the Karin
that's going dancing.
From what this says,
it would make more sense for
the guy's wife to kill his lover, right?
-She's got an alibi.
-What alibi?
She was in the library.
-She can prove that?
-Yes, she signed the registry.
It could be a forgery.
Several experts say
it's her signature.
And she uploaded a picture to Instagram
at the time of the murder.
She could've taken it earlier.
Look at the clock on the wall
that says 2:45.
According to the experts,
the murder happened about then.
-Look at that poor guy move.
-What guy?
That shorty going like this.
He must be shy.
They hate taking up space.
So he hardly moves at all.
The one behind him
is even worse.
He looks like an astronaut
floating in space.
We make fun of them.
And Karin?
How does she dance?
I've never seen her.
-I haven't either.
-Maybe she's a bad dancer.
Maybe that's why
she never dances.
-You want to see me dance?
-If you dare.
Sure, clubs are places you pay to make
a fool of yourself, and I'm paying.
-You haven't told me yet.
-What?
How you met.
-That's true.
-Tell me already.
It was a dilapidated house,
and when I got there...
Excuse me.
You can't be together.
What?
You can't be together.
You need to split up.
What are you talking about?
We can't have the hottest chicks
together in one spot.
That was really good.
Congratulations.
But get lost.
This is ladies' night.
-You know what the problem is?
-No.
Mental color blindness.
You have mental color blindness.
-What's that, Ariel?
-Tell him, Greta.
Tell him what?
I have no idea.
Mental color blindness
is when someone can't see the world
in their dark, gloomy shades,
they only see a rosy world.
I see the world as it is.
That's what you think.
You know he believes in love?
-You believe in love?
-Of course I do.
Me too, until my eighth birthday.
-You guys are crazy.
-We're crazy, Greta.
He thinks there's a pot of gold at
the end of the rainbow, and we're crazy?
I know evil exists, but not
everything is bad. There's good too.
What good things?
Don't say a child's smile.
A starry night.
He'd say a starry night.
-True friendship.
-The humming bird's song.
-Loving and being loved.
-Walking barefoot on the beach.
That Chilean that saved people
from the fire in a movie.
-What about it?
-Isn't that an act of kindness?
Of course not. He only saved them
to feel good about himself.
It was all about him.
He's selfish.
Only selfish people
save other people's lives.
-The guy hurt you.
-The jerk hit me from behind.
I would've kicked his butt
if he'd come straight to me.
-They can't take your mike.
-I know, but now I can't work.
You don't need that.
You could make a fortune
in very little time, become a star.
I won't make money
at my best friend's expense.
Oscar, I don't click with Yuri.
I click with you.
He'll understand
if he's your best friend.
I don't know.
You have no money, no job,
somebody had to take you in.
This is a once in a lifetime chance,
and if there's one thing life doesn't
like is when we reject such a chance.
If you say no to this chance,
you'd better be prepared,
because life is going
to make you pay.
I need to ask you guys
for a real favor.
-What?
-I mean it.
What?
Stop making me laugh for at least
five minutes. I need to rest a little.
I can't do my impersonation
of Donald Duck?
No, at least for five minutes.
I'M OUTSIDE
Fine, we'll do something
to make you stop laughing.
-What?
-Wait here. It's a surprise.
-Flávia?
-Yes.
I'm Laura, this is Cíntia.
I don't have much time.
What's that slut up to?
You got the money?
I need to know
if the information is worth it.
Fine, let's talk over there.
It's quieter.
-Let me go!
-Open up. Open up.
Swallow. Swallow.
She'll lose custody of the kid.
Isn't it a good plan?
There must be something
we can do.
We can't do anything
against her.
But we can do something
against someone else.
Who's that?
-We miss you a lot here.
-Me too, Messias.
Remember Luna and Magali,
my partners in Oceano Azul?
-Sure I do.
-I'm leaving the country tomorrow.
I need to get a painting I left here,
and see the office for the last time.
I was so happy here.
JUST STARTING
TO READ UZUMAKI
I'll say I'm getting plastic surgery,
to look nicer for her.
And I'll find someone like me.
They do that now.
Somebody that looks like me
and pretend to be me.
She'll marry him
thinking it's me.
I'll pay him every month
to move in with her.
She'll be happy with me.
She'll never see me again,
but she'll be happy with me.
This is it.
You need the code to get in.
I know the code. I saw him.
It's the year of the wine, 1821.
What?
It must be 1921.
-Damn it!
-Can you try three times?
-Maybe.
-What now?
Wait, he said there was
a comet that year.
It's 1811.
Carpeaux said he'd have it
when he made his first billion,
that I'd help him, and drink
the wine. He was right.
I'm drinking the wine.
Let's go.
-And the painting?
-Let's take one from the hall.
Jussara was my friend.
She married a guy, so in love with her
that she despised him.
He did whatever she wanted.
The more he did
the less she respected him.
Listen, Eric, listen.
No woman forgives the man
that deprives himself for her.
Her husband deprived himself.
And guess what she did.
She went out with her lover,
went down on him,
then she went home
and kissed her husband,
without brushing her teeth
or washing her face.
Just when you think you're living
a love story, that's what's going on.
At least.
I had this neighbor Dario.
Short. Bald.
One day, because of a fight,
they tried to kill him.
His wife got in the middle
and was shot.
She lived, but spent time
in the hospital.
Guess what Dario did,
the short bald guy.
He screwed his wife's best friend,
while she was in the hospital recovering
from the bullet she took for him
while he was
screwing her best friend.
That just goes to prove
there's no love or friendship.
So delete the L and the F
from your golden list, kiddo.
The Valdaro lovers, for example.
You know the story?
-The skeletons they found in Italy?
-A couple hugging.
The very last moments of their lives,
they hugged and are still like that,
six thousand years later.
They are still hugging.
What does that prove?
Fools always existed?
-No, it proves that love exists.
-You're so naive, kid, so naive.
I'm naive?
Your sarcasm is what's naive.
We'll be back.
We need to drink
the wine here.
Thank you.
-How much did you say it cost?
-Like 400,000 reais.
-Wow, how much is a sip?
-Let me think.
Each sip is 30 milliliters
and the bottle has 750...
Each drink costs $25,000 reais.
The sheik's dick's the costliest
thing I put in my mouth.
Magali, look what you did.
You made me spit a brand new car.
You still haven't told me
how you met.
Right. You tell her, Luna.
-Should I?
-If you want.
Should I tell you?
I can make up any story you like.
No, we'll tell you.
-Me first, it started with me.
-Fine.
This is what happened. I was working
in the club when a new client came in.
Tall and slender, wearing a raincoat.
He called himself The Great Marduk.
-Stop it.
-Really.
The Great Marduk?
He was the most normal guy
in the club that week.
So?
He said he was a magician.
We had a drink and chatted.
-Then we went to his house.
-The old mansion?
Yes, he had too much to drink
and showed me his toolbox.
It was so interesting.
He did some tricks.
We drank some more.
I admit it was fun.
He wanted to do a trick,
but needed another assistant.
So he hired Karin
and while she came over,
he said he had to cut us in two,
and then switch our legs.
Half Luna, half Karin?
-Half Karin, half Luna.
-How weird. And?
He said he'd have sex
with us like that.
That's really weird.
The weird part starts now.
I asked how he did that trick.
And he said, "Tricks, my child,
is just magic gone wrong.
I'm going to do real magic."
I laughed.
I insisted knowing
how he did the trick.
And he insisted it was not a trick.
So he showed me how he did it.
He took two rabbits
and cut them in half.
-Right.
-And did the magic work?
-No, they died.
-That is disgusting, Luna!
Yes.
Luna was having a fit
when I got there.
She said he was crazy
and he'd kill us.
-What did you do?
-Karin was smart.
I said I was the great
Marduk's fan since I was a kid.
I begged him to do a show
before cutting us up.
Did he do it?
No, don't you know my legs
are Karin's?
Shut up!
He said yes, got on a stage
and said, "Calm down, girls.
"I'm only doing
what can't be done.
I will do the improbable,
the impossible, the incredible.
I'm just vanishing. You'll say
it's not true, it's just a trick.
But tricks, girls,
are just magic gone wrong."
Then what?
He got in a box
and we started running.
But the door was locked
and Luna smashed a window.
He followed us but we escaped.
Awesome, I'm jealous
of the way you two met.
What now?
I can't work in that room.
And I lost my mike.
Those bastards...
What are you gonna do?
-I thought about it all day long.
-You need to know something.
-What's that?
-Count on me for anything.
-Thanks, Yuri.
-Stay as long as you want.
-Thanks.
-Just tell me what else I can do.
-Alright.
-Go ahead.
Let me know
if you have a problem with it.
-With what?
-Vitória made me an offer.
What offer?
That she'll make me rich.
You know that's my dream, right?
What offer?
She wants me to shoot Rinaldi's porn
with her. Instead of you.
Did you say yes?
She says it won't affect you
and I'll make some money.
You know I need money.
But if that's an issue for you,
I'll say no.
No, Oscar, it's okay.
You can't miss that chance.
-Really?
-Yes, I'm your friend.
I wish you the best.
I'm happy for you.
Thanks, Yuri.
Did I tell you I love you?
Yuri spent the entire night
planning how to kill Oscar.
He swore that this time,
Oscar wouldn't get away.
There's only one type of love.
Love for yourself.
-And nobody deserves to be loved.
-Exactly, honey.
-Any kind of love is inappropriate.
-You live in an awful world.
When you break or somebody breaks
the wrapping your mom put you in,
you'll realize you live
in this world, in this world.
I hope not.
I'm going to bed.
I have to be up early.
Good night.
If you believe in that.
I need to toughen up the kid.
I need to destroy him.
Teach him not to have any character.
Like any good dad would.
I'll show him
I can be a good dad.
I know what to do.
I'm going to marry.
What's wrong?
She says she was reading Uzumaki
when she uploaded her photo.
-So what?
-Isn't Uzumaki a Manga?
-I've no idea.
-Yes, it's a Manga.
So what?
Look.
She says she was on page one.
-It is on page one.
-No, Manga is read backwards.
So what does that mean?
Why lie about that?
But of course. Obviously.
Why didn't I think of this?
-What?
-She didn't lie about that.
That's the only lie she didn't tell.
She did it backwards.
What?
The picture and everything else
is backwards.
The clock says 2:45
but that's not the time.
It's 9:15.
She went to the library early, took
the picture, killed her husband's lover,
turned the picture around and
uploaded it there. She faked her alibi.
Check it out
with her Internet provider.
She uploaded the picture
at the crime site.
You almost sent an innocent man
to 30 years in jail.
The poor cabbie
never heard such crap.
I have something dumb
but very important to say.
First, we have to decide
what to drink.
-Vodka.
-The heavy artillery.
-Heavy liquor, light hearts.
-That's good, Karin.
To the three of us!
Go on, Magali.
What's so dumb?
I thought about it in the cab.
I was going to tell you
but you were so noisy.
Listen up, it's the evening's
main piece of crap.
-I'm listening.
-Me too.
Us, all three of us, didn't get to know
each other at school.
We never smoked weed together.
We went partying
to totally different clubs.
Fate didn't let us be friends
when we were young.
It didn't let us
grow up together.
But tonight...
Tonight we cheated fate.
Tonight we had
a sort of mini adolescence.
One we'll remember
as long as we live.
That's the nonsense
I had to say.
That's so sweet, Magali.
Best piece of crap
I ever heard.
-Stay, Karin.
-Yes Karin, stay with us.
-Did Karin leave?
-She's not in any of the rooms.
She's gone.
-I thought we'd make her stay.
-Me too.
I have a headache.
Have a pill?
-Is she in the bathroom?
-I don't know, Magali.
Let's check.
Karin had done the improbable.
She had done the impossible.
Done the incredible.
She'd left.
What do we do now?
-The building.
-What?
The tower she wanted on her family's
land. Wasn't that her dream?
Let's make her dream come true.
Let's build her tower.
End of episode 9