01x03 - Eu Nesse Mundo

[bunniefuu]

Uh, what year is it?

2022?

Good morning, Your Majesty.

Hashtag Paz Canceled is the number
one trending topic in the world!

If you wait a minute longer to
get ready, you will lose much more

than the two million Paz Lovers
who already dismissed you!

- Lose what?
- You're fooling no one, Paz.

- My name is Cecília.
- My name is Paz!

- Queen, you say?
- Exactly. Online queen, my darling.

Now, where's my cell?

You are not Paz.

- Paz!
- I'm Paz! Tell me how you know me.

How is this real? Why is it me
this fricking thing happens to?

You as*h*le! h*m*!

The only salvation for
her is through exorcism.

Oh, dear Father. Your
blessing, please?

And that's what I'm talking about! You
must have a job so men cannot own you.

I demand respect!

Or did you perhaps just land
on planet Earth somehow?

The same planet,
just another time.

- Do you think you're talking to an idiot?
- You're not my Cecília.

I really need to
go back to 2022.

You know I'm never going
back to 1922 again.

TIME SWITCH

Mm-mmm.

UGH!

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JAPAN AND MEXICO

COME TO BRAZIL SO
QUICKLY? #ILOVETHEFUTURE

DELIVERY FROM EVERY
COUNTRY'S CUISINE.

THREE CHEERS FOR DIVERSITY
AND MULTICULTURALISM.

WIPE OUT YOUR PREJUDICE.

POST

TIME SWITCH

We go in five, four, three,
two, one. You got this.

- That's it, well done.

Tiago, I must tell all the
fans who love Paz about me.

They will love Ceci as well. I want
to say truthfully that I was...

The problem is your truth, unfortunately,
sounds like the worst lie, Ceci.

I actually think you couldn't get
the flat-earthers to believe you.

But don't you think Maria
is going to believe me?

I'm going to need
a shot for this.

I felt this thing in
my heart, you know?

That with this kiss, maybe a wild
romance has begun between us.

Cecília, forget it.

That pamphleteer
hates your guts.

I can tell you at
this exact moment,

she's organizing a big march for
you being pushed out of town.

Because she doesn't
know who I am...

I've got a plan for us, okay?

We continue with your
schedule, get you uncanceled,

and then I swear we're going
to, and you better believe me,

the best pool bar
in all São Paulo.

They've got pop classics and
the best fricking l*sbian babes.

We're gonna find you a
woman, the love of your life.

But till then, it's all Paz.

This situation feels terrible. I
simply cannot be somebody else, Tiago!

Honey, you can do whatever.
Anything goes on the Internet.

- You can even write fanfic.
- "Fanfi..." What?

Look, imagine this.

One day, you tell millions
you're a l*sbian, right?

That's great.

Only that you could, well,
get switched, you know,

and then Paz appears
to be a fake.

How do we deal with that?

I'm going to have to
go back to the past?

Well, it brought you
here out of nowhere.

That means it can
also take you back.

But I'm in love with this world.

I hate this f*cking world!

Cecília, are you wounded?

You don't know what
menstruation is?

I, uh... No one but you women
should have to see this.

Pedro, that's enough.
Stop this now.

- It's over.
- I was humiliated.

In front of the
family and the priest.

I don't know if you remember,
but I was about to be hit.

- So who's wrong here?

Since you're not going to do the
slightest to help me, peace out.

Shocking, look at this.

There's not even a word about
your family on the Internet.

Luli, when did the Água-Marinha
fire happen, please?

The registry office fire
was in September of 1930,

and every document was
completely destroyed.

You see, my dear? This is Luli.

How then are we going to find out if
she's blank in regards to your family?

I will say that Paz
is a clever girl.

She's going to handle
the past quite easily.

Please. I'm just asking for
a pad for Christ's sake.

I would totally take that little weird...
that mini cloth vegan thing, yeah?

Cecília, you have to stop this.

You're wearing your
undergarments, I beg you.

Anésia. You know I'm
hemorrhaging here.

Tell me what you use
when you menstruate.

Isn't this the most
marvelous thing in the world?

You mean our love?

Please stop harassing
me, I'm begging you.

What's going on?

You know that I miss you, my dear.
Let me come back here with you.

I'm not who you think I am, Gui.

In this century women are
suited to do as they like,

and I want to end our marriage.

Is there another man, Paz?

Oh, bless Father
in heaven. Never.

- You find this hilarious?
It's not meant as a joke.

My DMs are nothing but the prettiest
girls wanting me, all right?

What you wanna
just... kick me out?

Wonderful! You can
court one of them, then!

Your PMS this month is
off the charts, Paz.

- Luli...

What is PMS?

PMS is the acronym for
premenstrual syndrome,

which affects many women a few
days before their period begins.

Easy enough?

Here's what you do. Put the towel
in place and buckle the belt.

I thought your mother, God rest
her soul, had taught you this.

And how do I change it?

Well, you do that whenever
you bathe. It's simple.

Out of the question,
Gui. You're staying.

She ended our
marriage, it's real.

It's just a phase.
Every couple does this.

In two weeks you'll be glued to each
other like bubble gum, you'll see.

Yeah, I got treated
like bubble gum.

I got chewed and spit out, before
she stepped on me in disgust.

Enough of this. Come inside
now. You know she loves you.

Look, today we have the
photo session, the interview

and the groundbreaking
ceremony for the House of Paz.

Believe me. I know she'll soften
up. Trust your mother-in-law.

I don't know. Is she even
going to pose with me?

She doesn't have a say.

Do you think she'll
get a choice?

Come inside. Go on.

Let me tell you something.

That girl is bipolar.
You know that, don't you?

Otávia.

Pay attention. Focus on
your stitching, dear.

I want that to look impeccable.

It's my sincerest goal to redeem our
family in the eyes of Father Faustino.

I worry if it'll do much good.

I assume the Father has already arranged
for another house to host the holy feast.

Mind that mouth of yours, girl!

Don't even jest about this
subject. It truly has depressed me.

And who is at fault? Cecília.

Just great.

I traveled a hundred years
through time just to get canceled.

Again.

Otávia.

No, give me that.

It's all wrong.

Here, just make a loop, you see?

But you've always been bad at
crochet. This makes no sense.

You know I've always been
good at working with my hands.

Before I got rich, I was sewing
outfits of all kind, you know?

And no one ever
thought they were fake.

But I thought our family had always
been wealthy from the beginning.

Us? Rich, Otávia?

I think that we're more like
poverty-stricken cousins

who spend the holidays at
their wealthy family's house.

I don't know why you're so
interested in crocheting with me.

If you were truly concerned,

you wouldn't have ruined
our house's reputation

in front of Father Faustino.

Right, so if I convince the priest
to have this holy feast or whatever,

at the mansion, will
I be uncanceled?

That made me laugh, Cecília!

You're the last person
on the face of the Earth

who can resolve this situation.

Well, consider it resolved,
Godmother dearest.

My specialty is dealing
with vain people.

And I might even get
a real pad somewhere.

Later, girls.

Anésia, please continue.

Come on, focus. This isn't
going to crochet itself!

Otávia! Come on.

What's up, pretty boy?
Where's my husband's office?

Cecília, please... Please
don't make a scene!

It's really not what you think, um...
You know this doesn't mean anything.

Wait, what do you mean
it doesn't mean anything?

Is this boy really worth it?

- What did you say?
- None of your concern.

Go on, boy, pull up those pants.
I want to talk to my friend.

And what about? May I know?

Of course.

Girl talk.

You have to help me, sister.

I can't be dealing with this.

The photo's came out great.

At 11:00, we have wardrobe.

At 11:30, we have makeup and
hair. And at noon, the interview.

And you've got to wear this
incredible pair of heels

because this sponsor
still honors the contract.

Well, so far.

Is this real, Paz? A blog?

It's truly phenomenal. I've
been researching fan fiction

and I learnt that I can create my
own profile under some pseudonym.

- Some great poets have done that.
- Have you known about this, Tiago?

It's been a while since you've
blamed me for something.

Are you trying to
"re-hype" blogs, Paz?

May I also make one, Luíza?

- No. Blog's don't make money, Gabi.
- Right.

It will look as if Paz is desperate
and just wanting to see what sticks.

You mean like the post
you read everyday, Gabi?

I'm writing a love story. Since
I can't tell the truth at all.

Oh, you and Gui will make
up in no time, sweetie.

You were born for each other.

I don't want to be around
him anymore, that's final.

And I'm not wearing these heels
and break my ankles, spare me.

That's it, Paz. No more.

Traumatized or not.
Separated or not.

Broken ankles or not. You
are going back to work

or soon you won't even have enough
money to top up your prepaid data

and write your blog.

Very well. Let's go to work.

And if everything goes right, who
knows, maybe I'll find someone.

Hmm. One can live off
delusion too, I suppose.

Is it possible?

Becoming an explorer,
see the entire world?

To travel on airplanes
to every continent?

Yeah. I could even buy a fabulous
and modern pad with one single click.

And all that information,
culture, and precious art,

they're all in this Internet?

Tell me more. Have you
been to the Louvre?

Got a photo with
Mona Lisa. So cool.

And I was famous for
empowering women.

Empower them?

Yeah. They had much more
freedom thanks to me, is what.

I would tell them to do
things and they would do it.

They just followed me.

Sound to me like
that's not free.

It sounds more like you
ordered them around.

No, I would... They were my friends
but we didn't know each other.

I would show them my life and...

Or I would live a certain
way so people could see it.

I would share things
that I really liked

but most of the time I would
have people pay me for saying so.

And that's it. So
people liked me.

Or maybe they pretended to
like this person I said I was.

You wouldn't understand,
Anika. It's the future.

How will you go back
where the future is?

And is Cecília going to return?

I can't say.

But it must have
to do with this.

This necklace is the
only thing I recognize.

I was given one like it in
my future but no idea by who.

My mom said Gui gave it to
me but he said he didn't.

And the same here, nobody
knows who gave it to Cecília.

Where did you get those coins?

I took them from Pedro's office.

They're not yours,
they're Pedro's.

They're ours, right?
We're married after all.

If he finds out about this...

So what? What's he gonna do?

Oh, and if I had your
talent and your face

then I would save up and get
my a*s away and out of here.

Perhaps Rio de Janeiro
or Buenos Aires. A city.

And get yourself a different
boy toy that isn't totally wack.

And what are the coins
going to buy you?

We're buying a canvas
plus paint for you.

- Paint what?
- Father Faustino.

Never!

Hey, aren't you sleeping
with my husband?

Pay attention, don't forget.

HOP will bring modernity to the City
of Women. The downtown region...

First you should film the mother,
followed by Paz because she looks good.

You will be showered with lots
of money, beautiful crowds.

We're going to face off
with this Paz and her mother

since every single last
councilwoman is here.

We'll find out if we can
stop this project or not.

Are you certain these are worn
on the feet? I'm a bit troubled.

What do you mean?
Stand straight.

All right, I'm here. I
only came for you, okay?

Better not try
anything, it's over.

That news is very
welcome. Let's be friends?

Friends, Paz? As if we were
possible to be friends.

If he's not interested,
I'll take it.

Uh, HOP will, um, bring modernity
to this precious City of Women,

and Downtown is being
revitalized too.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, well, here my story
already has hundreds of comments,

each one better than the last.

In case you didn't
know that I write.

Can you be a friend and be Paz
for now? It's my a*s on the line.

- Line?
- A certain line

for those who are unemployed.
Only, I'm self-employed so no pay.

Collaborate, please.

Confidence, Anika. Posture.

I've rarely seen as
perfect a complexion.

Your face needs to be
immortalized, Your Excellency.

Not "Your Excellency."
"Reverend" is what they call me.

Ah, got it.

And wouldn't you know it,
here's the international artist,

the most famous, Anika,
right here in Água-Marinha.

And it would be an honor for
her to paint you, Reverend.

An artist?

With these garments on?

Oh, we know every true artist
has their little peculiarities.

Have you seen da Vinci? He
was wearing scraps, you know?

Well, there's some faint memory.
Haven't I seen you recently?

That was certainly a magazine
cover. She's been on many.

And if that's all right and the
reverend ends up saying, "Yeah",

then we will most
definitely use my mansion,

as the light there is without
a doubt quite special.

We can make this unforgettable.

There'll be various finger foods,
tasty drinks. It's gonna be cool.

Drinks?

Tiago, I think we should
have a g*y guy in the photo.

'Cause we want to show we
have no prejudice, right?

Oh, let us write that
she has a diverse team.

Hashtag Love Diversity.

There's Maria!

You can't be speaking with her!

But I can and this
time I'm allowed.

Maria. It wasn't me that day.

That day is the day we kissed?

- Wait, you were kissing?
- No, not that day.

The proceeding days. Please, I'm
sorry. It's difficult to explain.

But what I felt when you
kissed me was genuine.

Listen. House of
Paz will be good!

It brings these things:

Modernity for the City of, uh, Downtown
Água-Marinha will be revitalized.

What a load of garbage
you're blabbering.

It's not garbage.

Why garbage? Why don't
you like the idea?

Did you know what was here before just
going ahead and buying all of this?

A trading post was here,
commercial goods and some factory.

A blacksmith, one
for locks also.

But I don't think you're
talking about a long time ago.

I'd like to know
what it is you saw

that one day when you were here
with your face all covered up.

The most beautiful thing
I've ever seen in my life.

Yeah. Exactly.

That same feeling
is permanent here.

Do you know about these
incredible sculptures,

about their history?

They were here prior
to my great-grandma.

You come here and try to throw
everyone out of this place overnight.

- I do?
- Yeah.

You've got tell
everyone. Right now!

You were lying to me,
weren't you Luíza?

I asked Miss Maria to tell
everything to the journalist.

I never lied about a thing.

This person here is the only true liar.
Always trying to crash our project.

And one more thing, this journalist
here, was paid to write a puff piece.

I don't know what that means
but I've decided to fire you.

I will not work with a liar
like you as my manager.

Are you crazy, honey?

Paz, this crazy phase
will have to stop.

So what? I'm now protected
by women's empowerment.

In 2022, we do as we like.

Please remember
our conversation.

Now don't make any mistakes your
old self wouldn't have, okay?

Well, I want Tiago
to be my new manager.

What?

Rihanna in heaven.

I'm in!

Well, that you have visited the
Sistine Chapel is a wondrous thing.

It's so luxurious, Father. Just
entering makes every sinner a saint.

- Any interest?
- No.

Can't you see I'm
posing for the artist?

Yes, Reverend. Of
course, I'm sorry.

Hello, Paz Lovers.

I discovered that House of Paz
is not what we all thought.

And this is Maria, she's
a community leader here

and she will explain it to you.

Yeah... Hi.

Well, I want to begin by saying
that the struggle for our great city

comes out of the struggle of women
rebelling against the patriarchy.

And that's why our
struggle is so important.

- Next week there will be a...
- Do you think it's burnout?

Stress perhaps could do it?

A spell. A demon. I
don't really care.

That's not my Peanut!

I won't forgive you
for finding a way

to have this frivolous
woman in this house.

Yet, she will save the party
for you, Mother-in-law.

And, you know, really out of
everyone, Anika works the most.

That means you must
be the frivolous one.

What nonsense is this?

Divine!

Modernist, no?

Exactly, how did you know?

"It's Anthropophagy
that unites us."

The capital is full
of it, you must know.

Oh, we could modernize more.
Even the sacred mantle, yes?

What do you ladies think of adding
other fabrics and colors as well, huh?

That's a fabulous idea, Father.

Yes, we're going to add things such
as sequins, beads, and all that.

Something really...
Lady Gaga, you get me?

And we can do it all throughout
the mansion, the whole thing.

It is decided. The feast,
dear ladies, has its setting.

Ah!

How wonderful!

I finished it.

More or less like this?

Anésia. It's perfect.

You've saved my life.

Cecília, you're different now.

You never call me Anésia. You
would only ever say, "Nenésia."

It's almost as if you're
a different person.

Yeah. Something like that.

You sew really well.

You think so?

I dreamed of sewing fashion
clothes when I was a young girl.

You don't anymore?

I don't know, you know?

If that is your dream to sew
fashion clothes, go for it then.

To work somewhere without a husband?
You know what people will say.

Please, Anésia. Why do you
care about what people say?

Start making fashion.
I'll help you.

Honey, I'll show you
the business side, okay?

And money is no issue?

I'm rich. I'll help you.

Well, as your investor, okay?

And, speaking of.

Who has it all? All
that wealth, you know?

Your Godfather, who else would?

Explain to me the way it's done.
So, he holds on to all of our money?

Ever since that
terrible tragedy, yes.

But Mr. Maurício accepted
us like his own family.

And he even married you to
Pedro, to save your honor.

Such a good person, am I right?

He accepts us and
makes us family, true?

And so gets to
monitor all our money.

What's wrong?

My time has come.

And that is?

My menarche.

What's a menarche?

Oh...

Why are you so sad?

Sure, I hate cramps,
but they're not forever.

What is wrong with me?

I've always dreamed
about this day.

And now that I'm finally ready
to be married and have children,

well, I don't feel prepared.

You're still playing with dolls. Why
on earth would you think about this?

You know, I think the moment you
feel ready for all that, you'll know.

And no one's going to
make you do anything.

I won't let them.

Here.

Keep it, it's for you.

I am enchanted by this notion.

What did you call this again?

Self-care.

Self-care...

Miss Maria's video is not the
only hit. Did you read my story?

Your story is already
a trending topic.

Girl, I'm all 50
shades of beige.

"Celina had to travel
through time to find love.

A woman who was passionate about
books. The stunning Marina."

- Hmm...

Honey, based on this,

the fans think you've given your
account to some mysterious ghost writer.

What I really want to do is
tell the truth to my friends.

Followers.

Being a friend is
different. I'm your friend.

And I.

I can be your best
friend if you want me to.

Uh, but she already has a best
friend so she wouldn't want that.

Okay. But what if she wants another
one? You can never have too many.

Girl, you always show
up at the worst time.

Don't you have somewhere to go?

No.

Can you come back in 15 minutes?

Can't I do skincare
with you guys?

Bye, Gabi.

Honey, you are an artist.

You are the best painter
in all of Brazil.

You k*lled it.

Those who don't like it
will have to take it.

- Have to?
- Take it. Yeah.

- Trust me, it's positive.
- Take it. They're going to have to.

Because here's an artist.

A modernist.

Modernist. Girl, you're truly
amazing. You're k*lling it.

You wouldn't believe
how mad she got.

You need to see a
painting called Abaporu.

- Aba...
- Poru.

Poru.

Stop laughing! You've
got to learn it.

- Abaporu.
- Abaporu.

My girl will be a millionaire.

Ai... Abapo...

- Abaporu.
- Oh.

Easy there.

Wow, that's strong. Ugh.

Well, hello there.

Well, hello there.

Hurry up, Pedro! Ask
Anika to chill with you.

You might kiss her a
bit, yeah. Go for a walk.

Anika, would you like
to walk for a bit?

She does. Go.

Later.

Lua!

I've told you before
not to run ahead of me.

Come.

Here you go. Of
course. Thank you.

Sister...

I did it.

Yeah, the place is up
for collateral now.

I think it's the best way to
support the folks who can't work.

It would have made
her very proud.

Then we'll talk
tomorrow, are you free?

Cool. Fine, don't worry.

Good night.

I loved the gift, Miss Maria!