01x01 - The three wives of Jorginho Peixoto

[bunniefuu]

[thunder rumbling]

A NETFLIX SERIES

[Jorginho] Damn it.

Damn it. Damn it. sh*t!

JORGE PEIXOTO EXPANDS

VINTAGE CAR COLLECTION

JORGE PEIXOTO CLOSES DEAL

WITH MINING COMPANY

Damn it.

Today's the day.

[thunder crashes]

[intense music]

[blade slices]

[thunder crashes]

[Áquila] Bete! Hey, Bete! Bete!

A FEW DAYS EARLIER

Lord. Where's your mother?

For God's sake!

- Has anyone seen Bete?

- [Yara] what's wrong, Uncle Áquila?

I don't have time for this!

Your mother, where is she?

Oh God, Bete!

- Ma, where's your daughter?

- She's over there.

Child, what do you need?

What's the matter?

A letter for you. It's from Jorginho.

- What?

- A letter from my dad?

- Huh?

- Oh my God.

This man is so weird.

Ooh, look, it's an invite for a weekend

at that house of his.

Mom, does this mean I'll finally be able

to meet my father for the first time?

- Uh

- Oh!

You know what, Yara?

Watch me grab some lunch.

[engine revving]

- All right, man.

- Yeah.

- Thanks, Darlison. See you.

- Sure. Anytime.

[Maurício] Patrícia!

[indistinct chatter]

Good morning, my love.

When do I get a massage? I miss you.

So you just walk in

like you own the place now or what?

You just waltz in, no heads-up,

no appointment?

- That's it.

- I hope it's something important,

to have you interrupt my massage

that keeps me relaxed for the week.

Yeah, so you'd better get her

relaxed for the month,

- because I might have something for you.

- What, a lawsuit?

Well, could be, or it could just be

an invite from your husband.

Oh jeez. If a couple

is communicating by mail,

then divorce is not very far away.

You don't understand the relationship.

He screws up, apologizes,

Patrícia accepts.

He messes up again,

Patrícia accepts him again.

Their relationship

has been this way forever.

Guys, it's an invitation for dinner.

- You're coming with me.

- What, me?

- Mm-hmm.

- Won't I be in the way?

Yeah. That's exactly why

I'd want you to be there.

What are you?

HOLY BIBLE

[giggling] What's up?

- Hey, big game tomorrow, huh?

- Our team's gonna win, Chiquinho.

- You just watch, boy!

- Hey, great music during worship today.

What a blessing.

- Oh, Raul!

- Hey, Thyellen!

- The Bible is ten reais.

- I was looking for you. This came for you.

Oh.

Hmm.

It's from Jorginho.

Mm-hmm.

Inviting me to spend the weekend

with him at his mansion.

Uh-huh, I'd be happy to be your plus-one.

And would be be partying

with your rich boyfriend?

- [laughing]

- Please, come on! Stop that!

He's not my boyfriend. Hey.

- Yet, anyway.

- Oh, you'll see.

If he's inviting you,

he wants to make it official.

- You think?

- Of course, girl.

Did they leave the snacks?

[thunder rumbling]

Welcome, my friends,

to the residence of Jorginho Peixoto.

Oh my, what a pleasure to

to meet you.

I'm Thyellen Almeida,

and this is my brother Raul.

What's up, dude? Hey, how you doing?

[Raul laughs]

Here, uh, for you.

- Please, ma'am, do come in.

- [Thyellen] Thank you.

Excuse me, excuse me, I'm coming in.

Damn! What's all this?

I'm Washington Rodrigues, the butler.

Make yourselves at home.

And I'll see to your belongings for you.

- Oh, how nice.

- Nice.

- Please, sir.

- Okay, thanks. Here.

[laughs]

- Please, ma'am.

- Okay, thank you.

[grunts]

Damn, Thyellen, did you see that?

Rich dude's butlers even have last names.

- [laughing]

- All butlers have last names, Raul.

[gasps] Wow! Check it out!

Thyellen, there's a cow

in the living room!

[laughing] Check this out!

Damn, a cow in the living room!

Hey, Thyellen, you got to get a picture

of me and the cow!

Oh, hey, if you break that cow,

I won't help you pay for it.

Man, you're a party pooper.

Hey, did you hear him call our stuff

"belongings"?

He said he'd "see to our belongings."

- This place is really fancy.

- Yeah.

And you're wearing flip-flops.

You're embarrassing.

What do you mean?

I'm wearing my dress flip-flops!

Dress flip-flops do not exist!

- Oh yes, they do too.

- No, they don't.

- Yes, they do!

- No, they don't!

Raul, hey, what happened

to the pair of shoes I bought for you?

I hate the shoes you got me.

And besides,

you know nothing about flip-flops!

- [phone rings]

- How?

[lock clicks and buzzes]

Be careful with that, sweetie.

Be careful.

[Zanina giggles]

[Áquila] Uh

Ma, uh, is my father really this rich

or what?

Welcome, ladies.

It's a pleasure to welcome you all here.

Pleased to meet you. Pleasure.

I am Zanina, and these are my children,

Áquila and Bete.

Mrs. Bete. Thank you.

And this is my granddaughter,

my sweet Yara.

Well, I am Washington Rodrigues,

the butler.

Please, allow me to take your luggage.

Ah, thank you, Washington.

[car engine starts]

Oh!

- Washington?

- Hmm?

- Just don't forget my bags.

- Of course.

Uh

Good evening.

Oh, what's up? I'm Raul Almeida.

- Singer-slash-guitar player.

- Don't do that.

My, how wonderful. And who are you?

Are you the next victim?

Uh, what?

Trust me, sweetie,

I know what I'm talking about.

Jorginho is no good.

No, I'm his girlfriend.

She must be the cleaning girl.

And you're the party entertainment.

No, I'm Jorginho's girlfriend.

[overlapped chatter]

[clapping]

What is all this racket

going on in my house?

Where's Washington?

- Washington!

- Yes?

I'm here.

Washington, explain this.

It's Jorginho.

Hey, Bete, I think Miss Tantrum right here

is the newest victim.

[Bete chuckles]

Oh, hey.

How is everyone?

Good evening. How are you?

Good evening.

Patrícia, what's going on here?

Did you know

about this little get-together?

As much as you.

Okay, damn, I won't even have time

to touch up my makeup before dinner.

Uh, so listen, I'm dying to know

who you all are.

I'm, uh, Raul Almeida.

I'm a singer-slash-guitar player,

and you can book me at 333-2174.

- What's up?

- Raul, stop with the singer-slash

We'd also appreciate finding out

who you are.

In fact, let's begin with this

handsome drink of water.

[chuckles]

He's Maurício, my brother.

He's Jorginho's lawyer.

And I am Patrícia Diniz Camargo

Aranha de Souza Paranhos.

- Mm!

- [laughs]

A lot of last names, lady.

Well, I am Áquila Driele de la Rocherie

Ça Mon Chéri Invention with an "M,"

as in "Marimar," as in "Maria Mercedes,"

"Maria Moura," "Monique,"

"Moniza," and "Ma."

Mm-hmm.

[inhales and sighs]

And, baby, for you,

when I'm on that stage,

I am Jennifer Tarantino,

"Jennifer" for my mother,

and "Tarantino" for my daddy, big guy.

Jennifer Tarantino. It's a pleasure.

Maurício. Welcome.

[snickers]

And her? Who is she?

[Bete laughs]

"She."

You should know.

Bete Oliveira, ex-wife of Jorginho.

Ex? Ex-wife? Huh?

Hold on a minute, it's just

Jorginho told me

that his ex-wife was Patrícia!

- Excuse me? Are you out of your mind?

- Come on, Patrícia.

- Are you insane?

- Calm down.

Shut your damn mouth!

- After you!

- Have some manners.

[Áquila]

Oh, Ma, is this too much for you?

No, no.

- Patrícia?

- Thank God. Xandra.

Well, hello.

Hello, everyone.

Good evening.

- [spraying]

- With peace to all.

- [both grunting]

- Good evening.

[laughs] Wonder

Who are you? Another Jorginho ex?

His fiancée? His sidepiece?

Everybody's got a piece of the action.

I am Xandra Zannarah.

I'm a yoga instructor,

and an expert in tarot,

astrology, numerology.

But I'm also a shaman,

a palm reader, and weightlifter.

- Oh my God!

- Wow, she's really something.

Her résumé must be longer

than a roll of toilet paper.

Who are these people?

Ladies and gentlemen, good evening.

Make yourselves at home,

and dinner will be served very soon.

Then Mr. Jorginho Peixoto

will come down and welcome you himself.

Please follow me.

He'd better come down.

Okay, fine, fine, fine.

Come on, people. Move.

Thank you.

Thanks, Washington.

Oh, I'm in love.

I'm imagining our future together

as we speak.

She's with me, I'm with her.

Where's Jorginho?

[thunder rumbling]

I'm a little cold. Are you cold?

[Raul] Thyellen, I was just looking at it.

[Bete] It's the house.

- [thunder crashes]

- [electricity crackles]

[camera shutters click]

Hey, girlie. Are you lost?

Is there something I can help you with?

No, but thanks.

- I'm just looking around.

- Ah.

Well, pretend it's your place.

She doesn't even have to pretend,

actually,

because this house will be hers anyway.

I'm sorry,

but this house is not for sale.

Even if it was for sale, come on!

Who are you supposed to be?

A famous Internet sensation?

She's Yara Oliveira Peixoto.

[loud thump]

Jorginho Peixoto has a daughter?

How about that?

You've got a collection of last names,

and yet I destroyed you

just with those two.

[gong resonates]

[Zanina] Is that?

Sounds like some pagan

- [Áquila] What was that?

- [Zanina] This is getting weird.

Ah, the man himself!

[funky music]

Yeah!

Whoa!

Whoo!

Family.

Jorginho, what's happening here? Hmm?

Do you have some hidden camera?

Tell me what's going on.

Patrícia

I know you were caught

just a bit off guard by all this.

So I will tell you everything

you want to know.

And I know you're such an intelligent,

gorgeous, fancy woman.

You won't be shocked.

And they say drama is something

only found in poor families.

Oh, absolutely not.

You see, the rich love family drama.

They just have such massive mansions,

the racket doesn't reach the neighbors.

You see?

Xandra came over.

What a surprise.

I'm glad you're here.

I was positive about those lingering

feelings you have.

Save it. I have no feelings for shitheads.

Stop your playing with me

like you know who I am,

because you don't.

You show that man who the boss is!

Áquila.

Hmm!

You haven't changed. Wow.

Hmm!

You are wrong about that.

I look 15 years younger.

- My queen!

- Ah!

Jesus Christ. Stop that.

I don't need all this messing around.

[laughing] I love this woman.

Thank you for coming, Thyellen.

For a moment, I thought you wouldn't.

I should have saved that moment

and stayed away.

Well, I'm just here to tag along.

You know how it is.

I had nothing better going on.

[laughs]

Yara, my sweet daughter, how I wanted

to see your face more than anyone.

His daughter?

Oh, come on.

You are romanticizing a relationship

that we have never had.

I know you have your qualms about me,

and I deserve all of them.

- I just wanted to talk with you.

- [scoffs]

We'll see. Not sure yet.

Who's ready for some dinner?

Let's eat.

Wonderful. Thank you.

If there's enough food

for all the silverware,

we'll be here all week,

am I right?

[Raul laughs]

[whispering] Shut up, Raul.

- [Áquila] Wow. Delicious.

- [Raul] This food's good.

Yeah, despite the awkward evening,

bobó with shrimp is really very nice.

Mm-hmm.

A toast to the bobó!

[all] To the bobó!

Cheers.

[Raul] Oh, this is so good!

- This is so fancy.

- Look, I'll tell you, it's really good.

I can taste a hint of arracacha.

I thought my mother was the only one

who put that spice in.

Hey, Áquila, did you notice

it's finished with a very special

kind of finish?

Hold a sec. Did you put Ma's recipe

on the Internet, Yara?

Of course I didn't do that.

You must be crazy.

- [Áquila] You sure?

- There is only one person

who likes it and knows how to make bobó

just like Ma's.

- It's Darlison.

- [Zanina coughing, clicks tongue]

- [Áquila] Ah! That's it!

- I knew it!

- Ma, you're clicking your tongue again.

- [Áquila] Something's going on!

I'm going to find something.

Out of my way.

[overlapped shouting]

More food for us.

[Raul laughs]

[Yara] Ma, you're distracting her.

Just wait a second. Wait.

Give me a second. Excuse me. Hey!

- [Darlison, in woman's voice] Hi.

- What a fine evening.

- [Darlison] Yes, it is.

- Are you the one cooking for us?

[Darlison] Oh, yes, it's me.

Oh, well, we came in here to say

the bobó was wonderful.

You know, it tastes just like

our family's recipe.

Good. I'm glad you like it.

And now Ah!

- Here, hold this.

- [all laugh]

[Darlison, in normal voice]

Hey! Ow! Hey!

Darlison, why on earth

would you wear a dress?

- I don't owe you explanations.

- You know what?

I'm impressed, yeah, you actually

look pretty for a straight guy.

- Watch it.

- All right, I'm taking you to Ma!

I'm showing her.

Look, Ma. We found the cook.

- Hey

- What a coincidence!

- Nice, huh?

- See?

[Bete] He was in the kitchen.

- What can I say?

- He's always been like this.

- Hold on, how do you all know Darlison?

- This as*h*le is our brother.

And he's my assistant

and my good friend.

Ugh! Jorginho, it doesn't matter

what he is to you.

And Darlison, that's a weird outfit!

- He doubted you'd come tonight, Bete.

- It was a stupid bet. I'm done with you.

And also,

I don't have to explain myself to you.

- Okay.

- And nobody says anything

about him dressing like a woman.

"Dressing as a woman" my a*s!

I'm a drag queen!

- Show some respect for my job!

- Jesus!

And if he's dressed like a woman,

well, then he must be hiding from police.

- Or he owes someone money.

- Stop it! Sit down right this minute!

- Yeah, sit down!

- You too! Stop it this minute! Sit down!

Sit down now!

Okay, well, since we have opened up

the sharing for the evening,

there's business at hand.

Ugh. Whatever business you have

is shady business, right?

That's why the staff went home

for the night?

- Uh, well, here's the thing

- Someone pass the salt, please.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

No! Grabbing the salt is bad luck.

It's serious.

As I was saying

- That's enough.

- [Maurício] Anybody want some pepper?

[Zanina] Oh, I do.

I love me some pepper sauce.

[overlapped chatter]

Now may I speak?

Well, thank you.

Oh, jeez. You have something to say, baby,

say it, go on.

You keep saying you want to speak.

No need to shout.

- We're polite company.

- Oh boy.

Well, I know you're all surprised

by the unusual gathering.

Am I right?

And you're wondering why you're all here.

[Zanina] That's right.

But I have to start by saying,

well, that I'm in danger.

Someone's after me.

- Who? The police?

- The police, Patrícia?

No, the rich in Brazil

are afraid of the cops? No!

It's someone else,

so I'm transferring my assets

to you all here.

And then, poof, I'm gone.

No, sorry, but, Jorginho, I have no

patience for being anyone's straw-woman.

Stay right there.

[Darlison] I

Look, I'd advise against that, Jorginho.

I think it's rash.

Completely ill-advised.

But Yara's portion of the assets

goes to her as her birthright

from day one, all right?

And I don't have to be a straw-woman

for that,

because the law says so,

right, Counselor?

She is correct, you know.

Yeah, but wait,

I don't know if you're aware,

but in Brazil there are only

a couple of ways of becoming rich.

And what Jorginho just mentioned

would be one.

Raul, stay out of it.

Well, here's the thing.

It's also an opportunity

to transfer your house right now

to Bete's name.

- [gasps]

- For example

- My house doesn't have my name on it?

- No, nor does the salon.

When Bete put the salon up for sale,

I just bought it.

Oh Jesus. But, Áquila, you told me

you borrowed money from the bank!

Here I am. I'm the bank.

[all gasp]

I signed the deed, but you were supposed

to make the transfer to my name!

But you borrowed the money from me,

so it was safer to transfer to my name.

I can't believe you borrowed money

from this sleazebag, Áquila!

But I paid back every cent, you b*stard!

Did you go to a notary? You paid in cash.

Did you read the terms and conditions?

Oh, Jorginho, please stop

this damn stupid scam now

and give back our stuff to us, Jorginho!

This is what I'm offering!

Help me with it by transferring some deeds

from mine to your name.

- That's all I'm asking from you.

- Okay.

I will.

All right, Jorginho. Okay.

- I will.

- [Áquila] Oh, for God's sake, woman. Bete!

What are you?

I'll bash your face in!

How about that?

- Get a hold of yourself!

- How dare you?

So then Thyellen takes everything,

including the church, which is mine.

What?

The church, Jorginho? You can't.

I'm the treasurer!

Those people trust me.

How could you use the church in a scam?

Ah, people scam churches all the time.

But people like me don't!

Okay, Bete, the drama's over there now.

Come on.

- Okay, relax.

- Raul, the church!

I knew she was here for a reason.

Everyone dates people for a reason,

Patrícia.

So tell me my part

in this business, please,

because I don't possess the same restraint

that these jokers do.

The island in Angra.

Oh, you silly fool.

The island was put in a trust years ago.

Maurício had the foresight to

Hey, Maurício, you want to explain it?

What the f*ck, Maurício!

You transferred Angra, which is mine,

to Jorginho?

Yeah, legally speaking, Patrícia.

Fix it, then! Right now!

Which of your shell companies

has it right now, huh?

Why, the same company

that has the spa.

Huh? What spa? My spa?

Well, wake up and smell the coffee.

Keep up here, come on!

Everything was taken.

Every single person in this room

was swindled!

All my stuff, my spa, my things.

Oh my God.

[Jorginho] Regarding the available assets,

I wish I'm changing the will.

A FEW DAYS EARLIER

- Write it down.

- Okay.

Patrícia's Angra island is split

between Thyellen and Bete.

Bete's salon will be divided

between Patrícia and Thyellen,

while Thyellen's church,

that thing will get divided up

between, uh, Bete and Patrícia.

They have no choice but to accept it.

You have now two options.

Leaving my house with nothing

while putting a man you once loved

in danger.

Or help me, and live a better life

and better years, of course.

- Money.

- Um, may I say something?

At first, I thought this whole thing

was kind of weird

but now I think it makes sense

a little, right?

It's fair, yeah?

You moron.

And what if we say no?

Yeah.

You would then put my life at risk.

At high risk.

- [thunder crashes]

- [all scream]

[gasps]

Besides putting my life at risk,

you'll also be broke.

And being broke in Brazil

is always a risk, hmm?

Here's to Jorginho.

[upbeat funky music]

Maurício, someone didn't write my spa.

How come they didn't write my spa?

I'm not signing anything.

You saw what he did to my church.

[overlapped chatter]

I think it's really best to follow

what your heart says.

You'll see. Relax, I'm signing it.

What are you doing, Bete?

Making it easy.

NO

This should be easy for you to understand.

"Watch and pray so that you

will not fall into temptation."

Matthew 26:41.

No! No!

Love it! You know, I'm always signing

stuff without reading it first.

This time, I didn't read it,

not gonna read it, and not gonna sign it.

Hey, wait, but Patrícia, I'm reading it.

Is that any way to talk to Maurício,

my brother-in-law and our lawyer?

Wait a second, Patrícia,

remember that PSA?

"Moderation when drinking." Moderation.

Oh God, Maurício.

This wine isn't for me.

[all gasp]

[Jorginho] Are you kidding me, Patrícia?

You're upset now because you've met

every woman in my life?

The blood of Christ has power!

- Ah!

- [laughs]

Okay, truce, truce, truce!

You've humiliated me

and have made your point.

Let's all calm down.

How about we reconvene in my study

in one hour for some refreshments.

And

are these drinking refreshments,

or smoking?

- Excuse me?

- What? What's wrong?

I'm ready.

[chuckles] Let's go.

[knocking on door]

- [Áquila] Open the door, Ma!

- [Zanina] What is it?

- Open the door!

- [Zanina] I'm coming!

[toilet flushes]

Damn it! Can't a person just do their

business in peace and quiet anymore?

Did you know about Darlison?

[clicks tongue] What about Darlison?

I mean, what is there to know?

Hey, you're lying, Ma.

I heard you click that tongue of yours.

Oh, Bete, Bete, come on, Bete.

Listen to what I'm saying.

You had to come here.

Do you want to end up broke, Bete?

Come on, what are you talking about?

You believe this?

If you want a better future

for your daughter

You're switching sides, Áquila?

Her future depends

on making the right choice!

Just say the word, and I'll put that devil

Jorginho out of his misery,

and I'll do it in heels!

Oh, my darling, the difference is,

you can negotiate with the devil,

but not with Jorginho.

It would benefit everybody

if he disappeared!

Oh no, that man can disappear

after I make him listen

to what I have to say, and not before.

- Just me and him.

- [clicks tongue]

- Oh really? Is that right?

- Yes! What? I

- [clicks tongue]

- What? Why are you clicking your tongue?

Oh! You two are a pain in my a*s!

Because she's lying, kiddo.

Genetics are a b*tch. They're a b*tch.

[thunder crashes]

[dramatic music]

[whirring]

Yara?

Yara?

Yara?

[lighter scratching]

[camera shutters click]

[strumming]

He didn't make it official!

I wore this dress because he likes it!

Oh my God, Raul

Why did I let him help me

with the bookkeeping?

My God, I can't believe this.

And now he wants to use an honest church

for his money laundering?

That's rich people for you, Thyellen.

The important thing is,

he's in love with you,

my sweet sis Thyellen.

- It's so

- Right?

I thought we'd make it official

this weekend, you know?

We would be married in holy matrimony.

Oh, I thought so many things.

- I'm so stupid.

- You could keep thinking.

Well, you just keep thinking it,

because it's obvious that he was just

saying those things

in front of the others

so it wasn't awkward.

But deep down, he loves you.

My sister, Thyellen.

Jorginho and Thyellen

Jorginho and Thyellen ♪

I don't know if I see a future

with a guy like this, Raul.

You know, it was a weird relationship.

We had to keep it secret

from everyone, and

That's it.

That's it!

- What?

- Right here. Listen to this.

[strumming]

I don't know if I can see a future ♪

With a man that's quite like this ♪

I don't think I can imagine my life

Ooh ♪

With a guy like this ♪

Every summer has a hit song

and every hit song has a summer,

and God willing

this summer's hit song will be mine.

Why, Father?

Why have you forsaken me?

[thunder crashes]

Why the hell didn't you ever tell me

what was going on?

Give me a f*cking break, Patrícia!

I made it so very clear to you

in six languages.

- You just never wanted to listen.

- Instead of studying languages,

maybe you should be trying to protect

what wealth the family still has.

You don't understand,

it's really complicated now

with the man's daughter.

Well, I would be much better off now

if Jorginho would just disappear.

[thunder crashes]

sh*t!

This is absurd, Jorginho! Absurd!

You put all this bullshit proposition

madness on me?

Calm down, sweetheart.

I'm just waiting for everyone. Mwah.

- Well, I'm not waiting!

- Ouch!

I was here first, before everyone!

Pregnant with your daughter!

You were man enough to make her,

but not enough to raise her, right?

Does the truth hurt, Jorginho?

Does the truth hurt you?

- Bete!

- Does it, huh?

- I have a heart condition.

- No, you don't, Jorginho,

because in order to have a heart

condition, you have to have a heart,

which you don't, right?

- Ow! Bete!

- Jorginho?

[gasping]

- Oh my God, okay.

- Get the pills! The pills!

Ow!

I I

What is it?

Tell me how I can help you. Tell me.

[Jorginho whimpers]

Hey! Hey!

Hey, damn it, don't do this!

Don't you dare!

[Yara] Here we go, the Wi-Fi

is so much better here in the kitchen.

[Washington] Yes, indeed.

Uh-oh.

The lights are out again.

- [thunder crashes]

- I'll light a candle.

- Patrícia!

- Ah! Where were you?

[gasps] Oh, it's you guys.

- Yara? Ma?

- [Raul] Thyellen!

- Ah!

- Raul! Did something happen to you?

I was looking for you.

This house is so big.

These damn people so aren't ready

for a mansion like this.

- Patrícia, you want some flower herbals?

- No, stop poisoning me.

Guys, is everybody here? We should go.

- [Thyellen] Let's go.

- For God's sake.

- [thunder crashes]

- [all scream]

Damn it, rich people's damn mansions

are full of sh*t, all full of trinkets!

Crap, I almost fell all the way

down the staircase!

Ma, I was looking all over for you!

Where were you?

Ugh, it's been an hour.

Jorginho must be waiting for us

in his office.

- Let's go.

- [all] Let's go.

Let's go. Come on.

We'll see what this is.

- [thunder crashes]

- [all scream]

[upbeat music]

[all scream]

Oh my

[siren wailing]

[indistinct chatter]

[car engine starts]

CORONER

[Bete] Hey, don't look at him.

Don't do it. It's worse.

Besides, you knew he was no good.

[Yara] I just wish I could have

had the chance to

To ask him why he abandoned me.

I mean, he was still my dad.

He never was, all right?

He never was. Forget about him.

- Are you cold?

- It's about Jorginho, Thyellen.

What about Jorginho?

You hardly even knew the man.

Thyellen, did you see it?

He died, just like in the movies.

f*ck, I want to go. I mean it.

I don't want to be here anymore.

I don't want any water!

- You okay?

- Yeah.

[loud thud]

[whimpering] Ah!

[groans]

Evening, everyone. I'm

I'm Detective Charles Nunes.

And I'm in charge of the investigation

to find out

who m*rder*d Jorginho Peixoto.

I ask you all not to touch anything.

Absolutely nothing!

We must preserve the scene

of the crime.

[Bete gasps softly]

[grunts]

Ah!

[all gasp]

[screams]

[blade pierces]

Well, I'll make sure the weapon

is checked for any fingerprints.

One thing is certain.

It happened in his study

using that knife.

[all] Oh.

All we need now

is to find the m*rder*r.

And I know one of you did it.

[murmurs of protest]

From now on,

nobody gets in and nobody gets out.

Everyone here is a suspect.

[all gasp]

[upbeat funky music]