01x04 - Take it or Leave it

[bunniefuu]

You're so silly.

-How about tonight?
-What?

Can I sleep over?

Well...

Fine by me.

Will we have... I don't know...

-Any last-minute surprises?
-Like what?

You know. Your son...

-Ivaldo, there's no more son.
-What do you mean, "no more son"?

Kids are forever.

Hot stuff, I don't wanna hear
about it anymore.

I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

Why don't you help me forget all about it?

Yeah...

You do know...

that I have to...

go to work, right?

-Like, now.
-And you know that we can be real quick...

Yeah...

SEPTEMBER MORNINGS

Pick something out for yourself.

-What about this one?
-Sure. Bring it over.

My dad will never
want to see me again, right?

Don't take it too hard, Gersinho. Look...

When I was 18 and decided to move out,
my dad beat the sh*t out of me.

I went to live with some musician friends.

-Back then, LSD was really cheap, and...
-LSD?

-What's that?
-LSD?

Yeah.

Well, it's something... really good.
Pretty wonderful.

But it's also shitty.

-You know what I mean?
-No.

I'm trying to say that parents suck.

A few years from now,
you won't even care about them.

I wanna know what my mom did
to make him kick us out.

-Why don't you ask her?
-I'm not talking to her.

Want some advice?

Forget about it.
Adults argue over anything.

Look.

-You coming or you're skipping school?
-No, I have a test today.

-Let's go then.
-Yeah.

Go.

Excuse me.

-Hi, Father Alberto.
-Thank you.

This is where we do
the first screening

to see if the clothes have flaws,
if they need to be fixed...

-By the way, can you sew?
-I'm no seamstress, but I can sew buttons.

Hi, girls!

-Good morning.
-May I?

-How are you?
-Hi.

-Good morning, Mrs. Sebastiana.
-Hi, Ari.

Leide, this is Mrs. Sebastiana,
one of the church volunteers.

-Hi, how are you?
-She makes the best funnel cakes!

Don't exaggerate.

I love funnel cakes with coffee,
it's the best combination, right?

It's second only to rice with runny eggs.

Leide's gonna help us
with the charity sale.

Great. Welcome!

Wow! Are the clothes always this good?

Well, we do get some crap,
but, in general, they're good quality.

Most of them belonged to churchgoers
who passed away.

But look at this.
Brand new items still with the tag.

-Wow.
-Bunch of consumerists.

Yup... Loaded people, right?

Soccer!

Is there anything more stupid?

Hey, lady! How about a jersey
to see Santos play the final tomorrow?

-There's a match tomorrow?
-Big one!

Cassandra, don't even think about it.

You've already won this game, baby.

The official jersey!

Thanks, Uncle Aristides!

Can we go to the stadium tomorrow?

The last time he went to the stadium,
he came home barefoot,

'cause he threw his flip-flops
at the linesman.

He was cheating.

You promised you would take me.

And I will,
but not tomorrow.

Tomorrow I'm watching the game at the bar.

Can you take me? Please?
Can I come with you?

Hey, take it easy. I'll take you.

But only if your mom agrees.

Courage.

Damn, kiddo... You scared me.

Gersinho?

-Where's my Santos cap?
-Oh, you're talking to me now?

I'm just asking about my cap.

I don't know. It must be somewhere.
Look around.

Where is it? Here...

I bought this for you.

-I'm not a little kid anymore.
-Come on, son, I got it as a gift.

Here, try it on.

I got a much better gift from Uncle Ari.

And I know you didn't buy that.

-Let's eat?
-Yeah!

We're coming.

Is everything okay?

No.

My mom forgot to bring my Santos cap.

-Ah, Mrs. Leide, that's not cool.
-I've been so forgetful.

-I'll be right there.
-Get the glasses in the cabinet, Décio.

After the show, let's get a last round
and go, ok?

Hot Stuff, the studio
isn't going anywhere.

-I don't want to waste a single minute.
-Relax.

Thank you for having us, Roberta.

It's great being here.

Hey! Are you coming to Roberta's place?

What for?

I can't believe you forgot
Sandy and Junior's anniversary!

Sandy and Junior?

The old ones were Sonny and Cher.

I thought they were
Chitãozinho and Xororó.

Actually, wait a second!
It's your one-year anniversary too.

Already?

You guys met for the first time
the day before my surgery.

-How do you remember that?
-I do.

You were all excited

that you had met an amazing guy.

Damn...

-It's been a year.
-It's been so long that

I can't remember the last guy before him.

That shorty. What was his name?

That idiot.

-That is history.
-Ivaldo, honey,

you got Cassandra to put on
a chastity belt on her corn hole.

Roberta, I'm going, okay?

See you at the party?

We're going, right?

Are you serious?

Hot stuff,
the studio isn't going anywhere.

But, c'mon...
It's our first night together.

I know. But it's Roberta...

-What can I do? I'm going.
-You don't have to go.

But I'm going. Okay?

I wanna make a toast.
No, three toasts!

I don't have a glass.

By all means, take mine!

Anyone with an empty glass?

You wanna wait for me at the studio?

-No need. I'm going home.
-Ivaldo, don't be dramatic. Come with me.

I'm not being dramatic.
I'm just going home.

-It's all good.
-Okay, then.

Son?

The clothes I took were donations
for those in need, sweetie.

We're in need too, right?

I'm not talking to you.

Come on, honey. Help me out.

If we sell the clothes,
we'll make more money than selling chips.

Then we can go back to the boarding house.

-I wanna go back to my dad's.
-I told you to forget him, Gersinho!

Let's go, everyone! Come on.

Move it!

Relax, girl.

Help me out here, sister!

If only Bernardo were here...

He'd never let this happen, right, babe?

Come on!

I thought you were
sleeping over at Victor's.

I gave up watching the game.

You're bailing on your friends now?

I'm just tired.

I'm also feeling that pain
on my sciatica...

Want some ibuprofen?

No. Maybe later.

Ivana just got home, too.

Where from?

No idea. She won't talk to me.

Why don't you ask her?

Well, I'm going to bed.

Got an early shift.

I'll be right there.

I'm not sure how much longer

I can tolerate your abuse

I don't know if I can take

Girl, I need a shot.

Your insanity

You up and leave

And you get out there

Handing out the dreams
And the affection

You said were mine

You take your love away

Then you complain

When your desire
Old and tired

Clashes against mine

I can't nurture this crazy love
No more

It's too much

I know I have a thousand reasons

To stop loving you

But that's not
What I want to do

I'm madly in love

I have a thousand more reasons

To forgive you

I can't nurture this crazy love
No more

It's too much

I know I have a thousand reasons

To stop loving you

But that is not what I want to do

Still awake?

Ivana?

Hi, Dad.

Is everything okay?

How was your evening?

It was okay.

Where have you been?

I went out with my girlfriend.

Girlfriend?

That's right.

-Is that who you're talking to now?
-Yep.

Have you told your mother?

Not yet.

But I will.

I'm not sure it's the right moment, honey.

Your mom's been working like crazy.

And I guess, some things
are better left unsaid, right?

But...

Why keep it to myself...

if it makes me happy?

-Well...
-Sure.

I'll just carry on here.

Sure, sure, sure...

Cassandra, you have three options.

Throw it in the trash,
give it to a neighbor, or set it on fire.

Cassandra...

Cassandra?

Cassandra.

Good morning.

You mean, "good afternoon".

Listen...

How about we say goodbye
so I can go to work?

That's exactly what I was thinking.

I'll give you a ride.

Do I have a choice?

What about those "titanic" plates?

Tectonic plates, you mean. They're like...

Gerson!

For you.

-Who brought this, Miss?
-A delivery girl.

On a motorcycle.

Thanks, Miss.

Thanks! If I get anything for kids,
I'll bring it over.

Hey, watch it!

Are you buying clothes?

Go, Santos!

-Go, Santos!
-Come on!

Ah... f*ck.

If they gave your brother a shot,
he could replace these idiots.

I think we're gonna lose our bet,
if they keep playing like that.

Look at that.

Go, go... Come on!

Come on!

Oh my God!

-Holy sh*t! I can't handle this.
-Me neither.

No way! Come on! We're gonna win this.

Sure. The way they're playing?
We're gonna get smashed.

Don't you frown at me, brother.
I'm not afraid of that.

If you can't take the truth, stay home.
You see?

Didn't I tell you? Penalty!

f*ck.

-Beautiful.
-Right?

And let me tell you.
There's more where this came from.

Take a look. Take your time. No rush.

I'll wait.

Goal!

We could have a meeting
to see who actually said that, right?

In order to understand a bit better
what was being said.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Let's talk later.

-Hey.
-What are you doing here?

Wanna sleep over tonight?

You're kidding, right?

What's wrong, hot stuff?

Are you mad at me?

I was, but not anymore.

-It was for the best, actually.
-What?

I don't know...
The way things happened.

You know...

when you burn the rice
because you're worried about the meat?

Am I the rice or the meat?

That's what I've been asking myself.

Then I realized that it doesn't matter.

Actually, it does. Just not that way.

-It's another...
-What are you talking about, Ivaldo?

I've been neglecting my family, Cassi.

I need to be there for them.

All right.

-All right?
-Yeah.

That's great...

Then I think we should have some rules.

Decide which days we should meet...

Evenings are hard for me,

but on Tuesdays,
when Ivana gets home early...

Stop, Ivaldo.

This is not gonna work.

I'm just trying to find a way to...

You know why we're so good together?

Because we did what we wanted.
It was carefree.

There were no rules.

Why you keep calling me like that, Ari?

-Dad?
-Gersinho?

-What are you doing with Ari's phone?
-Uncle Ari got into a fight!

-A fight?
-Because of the game.

-Where are you?
-At a bar. I'm scared.

Okay, I'm on my way.

Careful, Cassandra.

Life has taught you that a single misstep
can lead to catastrophe.

Beautiful, huh?

-I'll give you 100 reais.
-Are you sure?

Look. This is high-end. It's probably
travelled to Paris, Campos do Jordão.

It's a designer brand.

-I'll pay 100 reais for everything.
-What do you mean, for everything?

For all the clothes.

Oh, come on, Eva!

-Look at the quality. Come on.
-Take it or leave it.

Okay. I'll take this somewhere else.

No way! Come on.

Two hundred for everything.
What do you say?

One hundred and fifty...

Fine! I'll take one hundred reais then.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

Enjoy.

-Bye.
-Bye.

I'm gonna go get my things.

I don't have any rooms for you.

What?

-You've stiffed me before.
-But I'm back now.

That's proof enough.
I didn't have to come back.

From now on, you pay up front.

Please...

f*ck...

Easy... Ouch!

-Don't move.
-It hurts.

-You asked for it.
-Why was the boy there?

Nothing happened to him, Cassi.

Come on, let me do this.

Don't you wanna change your shirt?

That one's got beer all over it.

Go on.

What the f*ck?

Why are they living here?
How could you do this to me?

We were going to tell you.

Sure.

Did you expect us
to leave them on the streets?

You know that's not the issue.

What do you mean?

I don't want them in my life.
That's what I mean.

I understand your issue with Leide.
But the boy...

Dedé, it's not what I want!

Is it so hard for you to understand?

You know what's gonna happen?

I'm gonna stop coming over
to my best friends' place.

Is that what you want?

Hi, everyone.

-What happened?
-Nothing happened! I'm fine.

I can see that.
Where's Gersinho?

He's in there. Everything is fine.

Gersinho, who won the match?

Well, I'm out of here.

Gersinho!

Our team won.

-We won?
-We won!

Santos won! Santos won!

What is that?
Go take it off, please.

I'm telling you to take it off!

-I'm just playing...
-I'm telling you to take it off!

Why are you looking at her?
I'm your mother!

-I'm telling you to take it off!
-Back off, Leide!

-This is your fault.
-Excuse me?

Whose fault could it be?

Cool it, Leide.
You're in my house.

But he's my son! All right?

Then tell him not to call me anymore.

-My pleasure!
-Great!

I've been busting my a*s for ten years
to provide for him! Then you show up,

and suddenly you're his hero!

You're the ones who came to me!

Huge mistake.

Worst mistake I've ever made!

-I'm off. I don't need to hear this.
-Bye!

Let me tell you

I have such a foolish story to tell

Who would ever believe me

I'm unwillingly a clown

Let me tell you

My heart
Is such an incredible thing

In full make-up
And as lonely as can be

Waiting for its cue
To start dreaming

Oh, the world has always been

A circus like no other

Where everyone
Performs well or poorly

Where a clown's farce
Is only natural

Oh, on the stage of Illusion

I gave away my heart

I gave away my love
And my dreams, unaware

That a clown disguises his face
To survive

Let me tell you

Some say that a clown

In this great circus of life
Is nothing but a thief

Of a woman's heart