01x07 - Funeral party

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I did it!

I'm the one who m*rder*d Jorginho Peixoto!

- Calm down, Raul. sh*t.

- f*ck, you didn't see the man?

- It was so real

- Oh jeez, come on, it's a fake knife.

Yeah, Yara, but it's a real m*rder*r!

Okay, well, I know that she's not

exactly in the right,

but I must admit

the woman's not all wrong.

- Ma, what?

- Everyone, please.

Let Xandra just explain.

Washington, please, sir.

Xandra, here.

Now, tell us what happened

right before the stabbing.

Jorginho.

NIGHT OF THE CRIME

- What now?

- You have to give me my spa back.

That useless spa only survived

because of my damn money.

I must have been crazy to let you in

on my operations.

What I really wanted

was your other operation.

- But you wouldn't let me.

- Go f*ck yourself, Jorginho!

Calm down.

I'm talking about

your ill*gal meth business.

Did you think I didn't know?

Huh, sweetheart?

I can make things very difficult.

Didn't know you could get high

on flower oil.

You're crazy.

Crazy You're crazy

Now you all know what I did.

And who are we to judge

what anybody else does?

Right, girl?

So, thank God we have found the k*ller.

And now you are all free to leave.

- Hey, what is this, Patrícia?

- Hmm.

Well, I, for one,

sympathize with Xandra.

Anybody who stabs another person to death

and can handle watching him convulse

is impressive.

No, no, there really wasn't any convulsing

after I stabbed him.

- That's weird.

- Yeah.

- Because he was asleep when I did it.

- Right.

The body showed no obvious evidence

of any kind of struggle at all.

But guys, if you're stabbed in your sleep,

you wake up, scream, and die, obviously.

Yeah, Thyellen is right.

If you're stabbed, you don't skip steps.

No, but wait, guys.

If you're really sleeping soundly,

it'd be: stab, lights out.

Oh God, and why would you know

about that?

- How would you know what happened?

- True.

- The movies.

- Um, yeah.

Haven't you seen this in movies?

- Movies?

- Yeah, movies.

Yeah, well, I saw it!

I was the one who stabbed him,

but I also didn't have my flower oils.

I don't know how a vial clearly labeled

"flower oil remedies" could disappear.

Okay, okay, Xandra, I have them here.

- Your flower oils.

- Oh!

- You what?

- You see, I took them

because I needed your smell

for my inspiration.

Oh, Raul, that's ridiculous.

Oh no, man, that's not cool.

What's that girl doing?

- Raul.

- Yes, my muse? Say it.

- I'm gonna m*rder you!

- Thyellen!

Son of a b*tch!

No, no, no. Please calm down.

Calm down.

Relax.

Flower oils. Flower oils right there.

Calm down, guys.

I wasn't really gonna do it.

Maybe you m*rder all the time for fun.

I understand her.

He deserved it.

She's chugging it. God!

Xandra, will you follow me, please?

I need to ask you

a few more questions.

Yeah, sure.

Here you go.

Relax.

What is this?

Has she gone completely insane?

You'll be okay. Yeah, girlie? Just fine.

Damn, I know this might sound weird,

but now I'm even more in love with Xandra.

Oh, you crazy.

I love women like that,

who are wild and tough.

Totally wild.

I love wild, wild, wild girls ♪

- I can't take much more of this.

- Jesus Christ, guys.

Hey, come on, guys.

If you don't like that one

I've got other songs too.

How'd you manage to get into his office?

The door.

It was open.

Dark. Lightning.

Then I saw the knife on the desk.

Ah, so you picked up the knife

from the desk?

I did.

And then, I gripped it tight

and I plunged the knife into his back.

I k*lled him.

Here it is.

- Thank you.

- You got it.

Edward.

Come on, come on.

You can park here. Here.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Darlison, I think I forgot

to cancel the party.

That's fine. Jorginho wanted it.

It's better at this point

if we cancel everything.

And going against a dead guy's wishes?

Huh? Right on his birthday?

But he's not in any condition

to celebrate his birthday at this time.

So? We'll call it an homage.

It'll be great.

What is this truck doing

in the front, Darlison?

Oh my God, it's making so much noise.

Today's Jorginho's birthday, Patrícia.

Yeah, I know, obviously.

Cancel the party. Come on, Darlison.

No one here is in the mood for fun.

Darlison, we had better

send the truck back.

No way.

Come on, boys. Move. Let's go.

Pick it up, let's go.

Love is wearing me out ♪

I don't want to feel ♪

I want to eat food and forget you

Yes, I do ♪

Feed me, I love it

I love to eat it all ♪

Now I'll have the bacon

Wrapped up in the food, yeah ♪

This song is so money.

I'd better write it before I forget it.

Oh sh*t!

Aphrodite, baby!

Oh, I swear, I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean to do that, Aphrodite.

You are Aphrodite?

Aphrodite?

Oh sh*t. Is that gold?

It's gold!

Oh sweetheart.

Oh, my life is coming together!

I am

I'm a millionaire!

Oh my God, thank you.

Oh thank God. I'm rich!

Hey, is everything okay, Raul?

Uh, everything's fine, Thyellen!

All good here!

- I'm coming out, okay?

- Oh my God.

Oh

There. Nice.

- Ah!

- Oh! Thyellen!

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, Raul!

Ow! My pinkie toe! g*dd*mn! f*ck! sh*t!

Ow, it f*cking hurts!

- Ooh!

- Hey.

Better march back in that shower

and wash that mouth.

- f*ck you, you d*ck!

- Oops. Excuse me.

I heard some shouting. I got worried.

It's Raul. I stubbed my toe

piece-of-sh*t statue.

Come on, Raul.

Look, do you need, um?

How about this, I'll give you a foot rub

with my Tiger Balm.

Oh my God, Tiger Balm?

What's that supposed to be?

- Sounds a little perverted.

- No, it's not. It's not.

- Hey, what's that?

- What? This?

On her face.

You covered her face with a Band-Aid?

- What happened?

- Uh, it's part of the aesthetics.

"Painful Love." It's for my song.

- Ah.

- It's new.

Okay, if you two lovebirds could please

leave the artist alone to create.

I need to focus, all right?

So please, people. Out. Let's go.

- All right. Okay, let's go.

- Get out.

Let's just be supportive

and let the artist create.

Yeah, go on. Go on. Good.

- Be creative.

- Oh yeah. Nice.

Thank you, Maurício.

Watch the stairs, okay?

- Put your clothes on and get out.

- We are not lovebirds!

Relax, okay?

I'm here.

Put it in the kitchen. Thanks.

Oh my goodness, what's all this?

- What are we having, like, a funeral?

- It's Jorginho's birthday.

Hey, this party is happening.

I'm not asking your opinion.

Hey, who am I to complain?

Big Brother has proved to everybody

that even bad parties can be good.

Hey, what is all this mess?

I made myself very clear.

- Cancel the party!

- But once you see it,

you might just feel differently.

We are not having a party.

Please stop.

Stop right there.

We are canceling right now.

We've already paid for everything.

Let's go. Now.

- No, no, no.

- Come on. Go, man.

Keep setting up.

Look, Darlison, no one's in the mood

for a party here right now.

Well, we make our own moods.

Let the boys finish setting up.

Right you are, my man.

Come on, let's go.

This party's not happening.

Will you stop ignoring what I'm saying?

- That's it!

- What's the matter?

There's no way we're having

this party now!

There's just no way.

Detective Charles Nunes.

Ah, it's Amaral.

Yeah, been a while.

Uh, come again?

No, but the knife was

The knife was put

Yes, knife.

You know, object used for cutting things.

But, yeah. Yeah, right.

b*stard.

Yeah, but can that possibly happen?

I see.

Oh, right. Man!

Yeah. Well, he couldn't defend himself.

Yeah, that's true.

Look, all right, well,

speaking of evidence like samples,

forensics, conclusions I've been drawing,

I sent some new samples from the house

I collected.

Can you check on them for me?

Thanks, Amaral. Thank you.

Am I in jail? Is this prison?

Are you here to lock me up?

Take me, Detective. I'm ready. Take me.

- It'd be pointless punishment.

- What are you talking about?

This is just completely ridiculous

Hey, you guys, come on.

Let's listen.

I'm just not doing it, Maurício.

I'm sorry, but I think it's really

disrespectful to Xandra and Jorginho.

- Look, Jorginho wanted this party.

- Plus, Jorginho's no more.

So it's all good, right?

Isn't this party paid for anyway?

Let's party it up!

My vote is to have fun while we still can.

I agree. I'll perform. It'll be great.

I played at a christening once.

- They were crying. It was so good.

- They might have been crying because

Where's the support?

Just be on my side one time here.

Guys, I have a VirtualDJ.

Don't worry about it.

- Well, I think it's a huge mistake.

- No one cares what you think, Washington.

I think it's very disrespectful

to have a party

right after someone was m*rder*d.

Valid point, Washington.

- Life is great.

- What the hell, Xandra?

- My muse.

- So I have been released.

Okay, so I'd like to make an announcement.

Jorginho had already passed

when the knife was lodged into his back.

All of you know Jorginho

had a heart condition.

And the forensics report shows

major tissue damage in the heart,

indicating he suffered a heart attack

minutes before the stabbing.

So when Xandra m*rder*d him,

he was already dead.

Thank the Lord in heaven!

And burn in hell, Jorginho Peixoto.

Well, let's everyone have a party.

I'm in the mood now. Let's get going.

- Let's have a party.

- A party!

Hmm. What do you want from me?

Wow, your pretty skin's so beautiful.

You have to tell me your secret.

Hmm. I'm being flattered for a reason.

I just don't know what it is.

I wouldn't humiliate myself like this

if it wasn't serious.

Ah, I understand. I'm being flattered

so I fix your hair.

- Yes.

- Yeah.

Get your head out of the clouds!

Jeez, I need a GPS to find my way

out of this closet.

Oh! Look at Thyellen.

- Cute. Is that what you're gonna wear?

- We'll see. I don't know.

- I haven't decided yet.

- You should pick that one.

- All right, I'll do your hair, Patty.

- Yes!

But first, I'm gonna need

to rummage through your closet,

because I didn't pack much for a party,

so I'm gonna need to borrow some stuff.

Take whatever you can find.

I guess we've come this far.

I'm sharing everything with you too,

even my widowhood.

There's no reason for the past to decide

my marital status, honey.

You listen here,

my future's a blank slate.

Let me introduce Bete, a free agent.

- How's this one?

- Do you like this one?

- This golden one?

- Now, Bete

What about these, huh?

These are size 7, right?

Yeah.

- My, I'm gonna look good!

- Yeah.

- My queen!

- Oh, Áquila.

Ah, thank you.

I don't know

Yeah.

Hey, Bete, do it more like, um

Make it, uh

- Close your eyes.

- Don't crimp too much.

Ah! Jesus!

Yara? Hey, Yara!

- Come get dressed already!

- I'll be right there.

- Hey, baby!

- She's here!

It was quick, but worth it.

True. It's a good way to show off, right?

- Right about that.

- Yeah.

Huh?

Hey, no! Energy drinks in your whiskey?

Oh yeah, my man. It's my thing.

That's why I drink whiskey,

because my throat

doesn't like it otherwise.

Let me just explain this.

The whiskey you are drinking right now

is 2,000 reais.

Wait, the whiskey right here is two grand?

- Two grand.

- Okay.

That's enough then.

I'll just have a beer,

because the worst that can happen

is some d*ck

wants to buy another beer.

That's how we live!

Ever been to the suburbs, man?

Mm.

Raul, what is that?

Is it a stain?

Um

This was, uh Thyellen, probably.

Thyellen hugged me just now.

She was wearing glitter.

You know, makeup.

Like those fashion bloggers.

She's crazy, but she likes that stuff.

Oh, hey! My song, man.

- You hear it?

- This song?

Yeah. Let me get over there, buddy.

I'll see you later, man.

- Yeah, I'm gonna follow you.

- You like this song?

- Oh yeah, sure.

- I didn't know that.

- Listen up ♪

- Yeah, yeah ♪

I'm smooth, but my edges rough ♪

Oh, oh ♪

I'm hard to get the hang of ♪

And everything I say goes ♪

- Tip it off ♪

- Tip it off ♪

You know I ain't the one to talk ♪

Oh, oh ♪

If I say it then it's literal ♪

I don't got to drink on it

Think on it ♪

Finally, a party worth having.

Now let's party. We deserve it.

And you know what, ladies?

Parties need guests.

I've been waiting a while to say this,

but now it finally makes sense

that you're all here.

Whoo!

Let's go, baby! I'm drinking my a*s off!

And don't even try to stop me either,

because I don't plan on getting tired

until about 3:00 in the morning.

Don't ruin our entrance, okay?

Ah!

In the club ♪

Totally numb ♪

Wasting away to another song ♪

Where did we go? ♪

What have we become? ♪

We were just kids

Could have been anyone ♪

Cruising our youth in city lights ♪

Holding on tight to the good life ♪

A dozen fools for the finish line ♪

In the city lights ♪

We both backed down

Putting up a fight ♪

Chasing down highs ♪

Yeah! Let's get this party bopping!

- It's our song!

- Our song's playing!

Thyellen, are you wasted right now?

No.

Oh, you're not supposed to be drinking

right now, you hear me?

I was thirsty,

so I poured myself water,

but it was vodka.

I'm really dizzy. But here I am.

Acting normal.

Ciao, ciao

And the winds are getting colder ♪

Okay, everyone, look this way.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Washington, you got to join us, man!

All right, yeah. Give me one second. Yeah.

That's enough, Mom.

Thyellen, my dear girl

What's up? You're here.

What's going on?

What's wrong?

Ugh, my heels.

That lion oil

can I use it?

It's not lion. It's tiger.

Oh sh*t!

- Why'd I say "lion"?

- No idea!

Of course, let me get

some Tiger Balm for you.

- You want a foot massage?

- Yeah.

Give me your foot. Yeah.

Oh!

Hi. What's my niece doing here all alone

while everyone else is having fun

at the party, huh?

Uh, did my father send some people

to take these photographs?

- No. I did it.

- What?

It was me who took the pictures

with Jorginho.

He said if I wanted money from him,

I would have to send him photos of you.

So if he kept all these photos,

then my mom telling me he wasn't

interested isn't exactly true, is it?

No.

Yara

you have to promise me

that you'll keep this from your mom.

If not, you'll completely ruin the family.

What is this, Ma?

- Seriously?

- Yeah!

- Where'd Jorginho get these?

- I don't know.

But what I'm asking from you

is an explanation

of what happened between you.

My history with your father

is my business, okay?

That man never cared about you.

- So then why'd he have the photos?

- I don't know.

It could have been narcissism,

just to see how much you looked like him.

That man never lifted a finger,

not one finger, for you, you know that?

I'm done. Don't follow me.

All right, everybody relax. Family fight.

It happens to all of us.

Let's cheer up, huh?

It's all gonna be all right.

Cheer up. Come on!

Play some Raul!

- All right! Yeah!

- No, no, no! I meant Raul Seixas.

My sassy, beautiful girl ♪

You're the honey in my eye ♪

If you know the words, sing along.

You're my sweetheart, you're so ♪

- Oh! Thyellen!

- Oh my God, I almost smashed my face.

You're tipsy, right, Thyellen?

You're drinking.

I only just took a couple sips

accidentally.

That means you're gonna have

a drink with me tonight?

Mm-mm. Oh no, I'm not, no.

Because one accidental sip's fine,

however, if it's intentional,

that would be a sin.

A lot of fun things are sins, I guess.

Yeah.

Although there are some things

that are nice

- Hmm.

- and not a sin.

- Oh yeah? Like what?

- Like this.

I got to go.

I got to go real quick and brush my teeth.

- I think you smell great.

- My breath is awful.

- I've got vodka breath.

- No, it's fine.

It's my breath, okay? Mine.

Hey, Amaral.

So, what'd you find out about the china?

Did I cut myself? No.

Yeah, come on, man, of course.

I picked it up carefully.

What?

And this would k*ll him,

just a small amount?

You gotta be kidding.

- Real quick.

- It's all right.

That son of a b*tch got Jorginho's gold.

Yes!

Even you, falling for this f*cking sl*t.

Hey, Thyellen, don't be jealous.

I was just admiring it.

- Oh yeah?

- Now give me a kiss.

- What?

- Come on.

No, but it's

- I'm serious, Darlison.

- What? What?

Now that there's no crime,

it'll all be all right for us, right?

Of course it will. We talked about this.

We're all good.

- Can I ask you something?

- Yeah, baby.

Now, since there was no crime

and you don't need me anymore,

are you just gonna discard me

like you did all the others?

Jesus, Darlison.

It's been proven I'm not the k*ller,

yet you still think I'm the villain here?

- Kinda.

- Hey!

I'm just kidding.

- Give me a kiss.

- No. You k*lled the mood.

Patrícia! Christ.

Oh man.

Are you also avoiding the party, Charles?

- Well, we messed up.

- Who messed up?

So I found a toxin on the teacup

that Jorginho was drinking from

that night.

I had them redo the tests,

and they prove that your father

passed from a heart attack.

But it was caused by ingesting

some kind of poison.

Some kind of highly toxic substance.

What substance, Charles?

What was it?

The flower of this plant.

The scientific name is Nerium oleander,

commonly known as, simply, oleander.

- And where did they get it, Charles?

- Well, that's easy.

There's some in the back garden.

Anyone could've taken it.

Whoever poisoned him thought

they'd be unnoticed.

You have to keep this between us.

Please, Yara, okay?

This is our only chance

to crack open this case.

No problem, Charles.

I will promise that I will keep

evidence a secret

as a future professional detective.

We need to find out who's been laughing

behind our backs this whole time.

Who's the real culprit?

Whoever did this caught a big break

after Xandra attacked your dad.

They were effective, and silent,

and intelligent,

lucky, and not completely incognito.

- And I'm sure of one thing.

- What?

That I'm saving up all my laughs.

It's the main reason I'm being

so serious right now.