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Washington!
Uh...
Hey. Let's continue with this investigation.
- Give me some. - Have some fruit.
No, I'm fine.
You see, water is hydrating.
What are you having?
Much better without cream.
So much good stuff.
Here, let me deal with this.
Found it.
Yeah.
Oh, what's up?
Darlison, Darlison, where's my bread?
Serve your mother some food.
Come on, move it.
Hey, boy, you'd better watch it. Hey!
Now what are you thinking?
I don't know for sure. Just wait.
He's going over there too?
Good morning, everyone. Good morning, Bete.
How convenient. Always in time for breakfast.
It means I wake up early to get ready for work.
Guys!
Have you seen my flower remedies?
- Have you seen them? No? - No.
- The nutjob's here. - I think she might be completely...
- Mr. Detective, have you seen them? - No.
A complete mental patient. My God.
I don't know what's going on.
Always feels like there's drama here.
- Look at this. - I know, Ma.
- Take a look. - Ignore her.
I can't find my flower oils.
Oh, come on, girl. Pick some flowers from the backyard.
- There's a huge garden. - I don't have time for all that.
Thyellen! I'll serve the pregnant lady. You need some food. Have it.
Uh, with all due respect, Áquila, let me take care of my nephew. Come here.
I got it. Come on, Thyellen. I made you a cream cheese sandwich.
Have some sugar, it'll give you energy. Here.
- Yeah, go ahead. - You hungry?
Have a lot, girl. You need it. Put some sugar on it.
Yeah, that's good. Like that.
- All right, Áquila, thank you. - You need your strength.
Eat your sandwich. I made it especially for you, Thyellen.
Hey, somebody ate my yogurt. Who was it?
Who ate my yogurt?
Well, did you put your name on it, sweetie?
No, why?
Well, if your name's not on it, then it belongs to the house.
And that's your trouble.
Oh, I'll give you trouble. My yogurt's not for you.
Stop it. Stop eating food you know is mine.
Oh, Thyellen! Stop, stop, stop!
That's not cream cheese. It's yogurt.
Hey, man, you got to be kidding.
These foreign labels are confusing.
What's the problem with it? Eating yogurt is healthy. It is.
It's very healthy for the bowels and all that.
I'll follow your advice, then. I'd like some healthier bowels.
- Not too much... - Ugh! Here we go!
Anyone mind if I eat the whole thing?
Seriously, having my yogurt in the morning is the least that I ask from you people.
Okay, there. Problem solved.
It's all worked out.
I put everything that belongs to the Oliveiras on the top shelf.
And I don't want one finger on my damn food.
Ooh!
Guys, the flower oils.
I'm having an emergency for real, here.
Well, since we're all here having breakfast,
I'd like to announce we are now entering the rewind phase of the investigation
to find out who is the murderer of the man called Jorginho.
In our language, Charles.
It'll be a complete reconstruction of the night of the crime.
Patrícia?
What?
What the fuck are you doing?
I'm safeguarding my things.
Look, I'm putting labels on my things so people stay away from my stuff.
- Like this. - This is ridiculous.
This pettiness is a really bad look for you.
Yeah? And the Christian girl is a bad look for you.
But I'm not judging, even though you can't seem to keep your hands off of her.
But you are judging me right now. Let me tell you this.
Thyellen's a special one. Watch it.
Oh, Maurício, spare the bullshit, okay?
She's special? Yeah, sure.
The only specialness about this whole thing
is that a rich baby mama's looking for the father of the kid,
and why not have it be you? Wonderful!
Stop it, stop it, stop this.
Slow down. Just slow down.
You think I'm gonna jump into raising someone's child like that?
Well, with the inheritance, this kid just has to hire a staff for the baby,
the way that our dear parents did for us.
- And it'll become an asshole like us too. - Your mocking's no help.
Imagine this.
We could recover our asset if you married the poor girl.
What a coincidence, right?
♪ My bowels are empty ♪
♪ I'm feeling so light now ♪
♪ I'm feeling much hotter ♪
♪ I'm feeling so hot now ♪
Wow, Thyellen, that yogurt triggered both my bowel movements
as well as my creativity. Here we go.
♪ My bowels are empty... ♪
No, no, no, Raul, please. Enough guitar, please.
Everyone believes I'm pregnant. I can't deal with this.
What if I'm arrested and I have to face a judge?
What then? Oh my God.
Hey, Sakura's little boy.
What about taking him and pretending the boy is yours?
People won't know. Problem solved.
Yeah, my son with Jorginho is Japanese? You even process what you're saying?
Okay, Thyellen. That's fine.
So let's hear a better idea if you've got it.
- Oh my God. - I'm waiting.
- Oh my God. - Let me hear.
- What if I gave birth for real? - Huh?
So I'm no longer a liar.
- Yeah? - And we're out.
Uh-huh.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
But who's gonna be the father?
- Sit down. Sit down. - Jeez, what's wrong, Ma?
Come sit down, Áquila.
You're so bossy.
Behave. We have to talk about this, okay?
We have to talk about something.
We have to make sure we tell the same lie, where we do the reconstruction.
What? No, Ma, I'm not gonna lie. We'd be crazy to do that.
If we just tell the truth here, then our family is done with this mess.
- That's the way to do it, all right? - Sure about that?
How come you never told me and Ma why you never left the room that night?
- We're all gonna be asked about it. - I... I was just... I went to get some air.
Geez! Mm-hmm.
NIGHT OF THE CRIME
Get the pills in the desk. The pills!
Oh!
I... I...
What is it? Tell me how I can help you. Tell me!
Hey! Hey! Hey, damn it, don't do this!
Don't you dare!
Oh, Bete, wake up, woman!
Hey, I'm serious. Are you listening?
Remember something I taught you two.
Something we've passed down from generation to generation in our family.
- Ethics... - And honesty and integrity...
...comes first...
And covering your ass is second.
All right?
Because the crazy people in this house are greedy,
and if they can, you bet they'll fuck us.
- I'm sure of it. - Hmm?
So, keep vigilant.
Welcome.
The head of the table is where the host sits,
and since there's no Jorginho, I'm right here.
No, no, come on. That's not where you were sitting.
Excuse me, but what the hell is all this, huh?
Explain this. You're making a big fuss over this?
You think you got to label every little thing in the house?
If it's mine, then it has my name on it. There's no excuse anymore.
Let's everybody stay focused.
Listen here, you little Miss Prissy,
when you bought this, whose money did you use to buy it, huh?
Only my own.
Which means, actually, Jorginho's money, which belongs to everyone.
Guys! Oh my God!
The only explanation is that one of you here took my flower oils.
I can't find them anywhere,
and you know that the only things in my life that bring me peace
are some yoga...
...and my flower oils!
You know that famous line, "Hell is other people"?
In this case, the "other" here is me!
Without my flower oil!
What's going on?
Xandra, is your heart racing? Xandra, hey, sit down, sit down.
Why? I feel great, Patrícia.
- Doing just fine. - Oh God.
She's acting like that girl from The Exorcist.
Is she on the drugs?
Hey, Detective...
so I guess the reconstruction is off with all this madness, right?
And you'd be all wrong. The reconstruction already began.
See, this process began early with the smell of fresh croissant.
Darlison.
I need your help here.
One second. I'm busy doing what I was doing on that night.
That's cooking, not killing.
Darlison, Darlison, sharp as always with the retorts.
But you weren't making bobó all night, were you?
NIGHT OF THE CRIME
- Hey, Jorginho. - I'm not in the mood now.
I don't really care. I saw what you did.
I made a very risky deal with you.
You were supposed to give it to me when you disappeared.
Oh, sure. And then?
Then I got freaked out. Yeah, scared of becoming your fall guy.
But I agreed. I agreed, because you and I are close.
Now you're gonna mess it all up and trust these untrustworthy people?
- I'm supposed to trust you, Darlison? - Of course!
- Oh, really? - Have I ever failed you?
I know you think I'm a total fool, don't you?
- What? - And don't know about Patrícia.
- Hold on... - You think I'm the classic
unsuspecting cuckold in all this, right?
- Well, the thing with Patrícia... - Shut your mouth now,
or else you'll leave poor at best from here.
That is, at least, if you can leave at all.
Darlison, so have you always been left-handed from birth,
or is that something you've developed over the years?
What? Left-handed from birth.
"Case: typical."
You're pretty crazy, aren't you?
No, not even close. The oblique method.
- Guys, calm down! - Mr. Charles!
You should go upstairs.
Jesus Christ!
- All right, now it's labeled. - Give me the remote control.
- Give it to me. - Give it to her!
Are you serious?
Oh Jesus, look at that.
Give me the goddamn remote.
You're acting like children.
- Give it to me. - Here, catch.
Come on. All of you are such children!
- Toss it to me! - Get it, Thyellen!
This is stupid. Stop it!
You son of a bitch! Come on!
Give me the remote, okay?
So, Charles, rewind going as you had planned?
I'm observing all of the suspects in their natural habitat. It's conflict.
- Áquila, here you go! - Ah!
Oh, she got it.
She got it. Ah! Boo!
Boo!
Oh, please, Patrícia, can you put on the Bible soaps?
Oh, I swear, they're freaking awesome. They are.
They're well made, just like The Lord of the Rings, I swear.
- Right, Thyellen? - It's true. Lord of the Rings.
But everyone in it you've seen before
from the other soap operas.
Ah, yeah.
But I don't agree with all this, like the labeling of the TV.
- Me neither. - Yeah, the TV's for everyone.
Hey, that's true.
Yeah, well, calm down. I just labeled the remote.
TV's right there.
Oh, oh!
Mm!
Ah!
Enough! Enough! Enough! Enough!
- Enough! - Ugh!
Enough!
- Let's split this all up fairly. - Agreed.
- What's the most fair way to do this? - Finger count?
- Is this allowed, Maurício? - Well, legally speaking...
All right, come on, let's do it.
Yeah, okay.
Finger count...
Yeah!
- Thyellen? - Are you happy?
- Am I what? - Are you happy...
with your part in all that was divvied up?
Oh, yeah. Very.
Very.
- Do you want some? - Uh, no, actually, I don't drink.
- But thanks. - Oh right, I'm sorry about that.
- I'm sorry. - Don't worry, it's fine. Really.
I am a follower of what the Bible tells us.
A Christian.
Right.
Not to mention the pregnancy.
Yeah, there's that too. Yeah.
Yeah, now I'm drinking even less, uh, because...
the baby.
The baby...
What's wrong?
You all right?
Oh, Maurício, I'm okay, I guess.
It's just...
It's just that I'm terrified about having this child alone.
It's just that my child needs a father.
It'll be all right.
Hey.
You listen here.
I just know that you are gonna find someone special to help you
navigate this path, okay?
Look at this!
All the fighting was worth it, because look who gets to enjoy the pool.
Well, in any other company, we'd be living like kings and queens
at this big house, you know what I'm telling you?
Hey!
Whoa! Hey!
Something wrong?
She thinks she's welcome here with us?
You want to sunbathe, darling? I suggest your balcony.
You were there for the finger count. We won the swimming pool, right?
- Gave up on sunbathing, Patrícia? - No, I didn't.
- I gave up on your family. - They, but they're in the right.
The pool is for us... I mean, them. It's theirs.
A finger count game?
Well, yeah, but everybody agreed to do it that way.
True, but I wasn't really expecting the sun to come out.
Well, I am sorry about that. You miscalculated, Patrícia.
What's going on?
They're unyielding.
What do you expect from those guys?
You were really rude at breakfast, you know?
Just completely straight-up "rude" rude.
If you were a little more like I am...
I'm subtle, you know? I'm delicate, right?
You know, if you were more grateful, and pleasant, and nice,
you wouldn't be in this thing.
- Okay, show me how. Fine. - Let's go.
I'll show you how I improve my energy wherever I go, okay? Watch.
But remember, you always have to make sure that you are...
Darlison!
Don't do that! Don't, Darlison!
- My hair! - You're so bad!
Darlison...
Good day to you. Namaste.
I just wanted to come out and remind all of you the importance of the sun
for absorbing the nutritious vitamin D,
and the glorious and plentiful energies that surround us.
Oh please, just get to the reason that you came out here, hmm?
I have been thinking just that we should...
Let's just divide everything into three ways.
So one part is for Paranhos,
another part for you Oliveiras,
and a third for the Almeidas.
And then I can just use your part, right, Patrícia?
Your name's not Paranhos...
or Oliveira, or Almeida.
How rude.
That's how it is? You're shutting me out?
- Ugh! - Oh!
A lot's going on with her, eh?
Well, drama's what I love.
Oh yeah. And I agree.
Thyellen!
I want the deep end.
- Good. I wanted the middle anyway. - That's fine.
I'll take the shallow end, where I can do some christening.
Guys, is this a competition?
- Tie it down, Bete. - I already tied it, love.
- All right, okay, let's... - Seven, eight, nine...
That's good. Nope! Go to your side.
- Two, three, four. - Go to your side!
Hey! Go to your side!
Psst!
I'm now confirming all of my suspicions about the culprit
in this nefarious crime.
Possibly a bit of a shock.
But, yes, I already have a prime suspect. Who is it?
- Who? Who is it? - It's a secret.
But now I need you two to gather the suspects
and put everything in place for the reconstruction.
Can I count on you guys for that?
- Oh yeah. - Great.
Ma, what's this about? You have something to tell me?
No, I have nothing to say.
I'm gonna listen.
Apparently, Raul has some new gossip he wants to share with us.
- Oh! - Pretty juicy.
- Yeah, you can stay if you want. - Uh-huh!
Keep all the gossip in one place.
Hey, Yara just told me you both wanted to talk to me in private, so what's up?
Hmm?
- No. - Hey!
The Oliveiras. What's up?
Yara told me you wanted to listen to my new song?
Wow, what an honor. I'm super excited.
Let's go.
♪ Granny Zanina... ♪
Oh, stop it, dude! Stop! Nobody likes your stupid music.
Not the old songs or new ones.
- Where's Patrícia, guys? - Darlison.
Sending messengers to me now?
Patrícia, Washington told me you wanted to have a word?
Raul, Yara said you're playing a new song?
- Uh-huh. - Don't do it. No, don't do it.
Oh, this plan was Washington and Yara's. They tricked us.
Exactly.
I outsourced this gathering as to avoid tardiness and covert evasions, absences.
It's time for the reconstruction.
It will consist of reliving all of the emotions
that were felt during the night of the crime.
I'm feeling it. Yeah, Charles!
I mean, music is my strong suit, as everyone here knows.
But people don't realize this,
but I also act in a bit of my music videos.
So look forward to me, all right?
Can you please just let him finish explaining?
Yes, thank you. Now onto the oblique method.
We'll do some character swapping.
For instance, Bete here will play Thyellen.
- Ah! The hypersexual evangelical? - That's true.
And Thyellen will play Patrícia...
Ugh, gross.
...who, in turn, will be playing Bete.
- And Raul... - Yo!
...you're Jorginho.
I'm not sure. Before or after the murder?
No.
Well, dead Jorginho isn't cool, because I wouldn't have any lines.
I'll do Patrícia, who talks like a parrot.
No! I barely even open my mouth in this house.
Seriously.
Oh, yeah, I see that. I'll play Patrícia.
Guys...
Guys!
Stop being children.
Don't you want to find out who murdered my dad?
Then I'm playing Jorginho.
Alive or dead?
Ugh!
Can you get past it?
You think you can play Jorginho?
If you can I'd be surprised.
Well...
it's time for the stabbing scene that...
the scene of the last place the victim was alive.
Yes!
Áquila, the knife, please, sir.
Oh!
Oh, careful, Bete. Careful with it.
- No, no, no, no. - Oh God.
Washington, here.
Holy shit.
Stop!
What a prick, huh?
I was using a fake knife.
For safety reasons.
We're using an exact replica, you see, of the murder weapon.
Anyway, that was just a test.
We will just move on.
- You prick. - Washington,
can you please sit down right where Jorginho was sitting?
- Oh, my pleasure, sir. - Yeah, yeah.
Thank you. Áquila!
Please stab Jorginho, who is played by Washington.
I'll have you know that I'm an actor who doesn't take directions.
- Ooh! - Okay.
Then I'll choose someone else completely at random... Darlison.
- You have a problem with the Oliveiras? - Very random, Detective.
- Okay? - It's fine, Yara.
Out of debt, out of danger.
- You'll be Bete. - Sorry?
Yes. Bete.
- Oblique method. - Tell us,
did you have any reason at all to kill Jorginho Peixoto?
What?
No.
What about the fact that this incredible monster right here abandoned you
with a child, leaving you by yourself to raise Yara
without providing you or her with any kind of financial support?
Yeah, nope! You listen to me here. Show some respect, you fool!
I never needed anything from Jorginho.
I give the best to Yara every day! Don't be coming at me now!
- Who even are you, you piece of shit? - Bete, please relax.
The one playing you now is Darlison.
Calm down. Jeez.
I wonder if you could also play Áquila?
- What, me again? - It was good.
Why him again? He's non-Equity, Charles. You got to make the cast shine.
We all want a chance to murder Jorginho.
Speak for yourself, boy. Speak for your own self!
I meant in this make-believe scenario.
Why, then...
did you kill your ex-brother-in-law in such a cruel manner, huh, Áquila?
I didn't murder anybody! I would never hurt anyone, ever!
Not even that bastard, that heartless Jorginho!
But you did make several death threats.
Or do you deny sending those letters?
The letters?
- What letters? - What?
- Do you have the letters? - It's unfortunate, but no.
They were lost.
Psst! Come here. Sit down.
- Sit down. - Just so that no one thinks
that I'm biased against you,
we'll mix it up.
All right now, who would like to play the role of Darlison?
- Me! Charles, over here! - Okay!
Oh, now you're gonna see some real acting!
Raul, the detective is trying to incriminate someone.
- Raul. - Thyellen, it's my turn to go. I gotta go.
He's calling me. The stage is calling.
Darlison, Darlison...
can you explain to me, however superficially...
what your reasons could be to kill Jorginho?
Or were you there that night?
Or what exactly is the nature of your relationship with Patrícia?
Can you also tell me if you knew of any of Jorginho's shady businesses or ventures,
and were you involved in any? And if you were, how so?
And were you in the storage shed the night of the crime?
And I'd like to know where on earth you learned to use knives and blades.
Okay, now it's more clear Darlison did it.
There's nothing for me to do.
Thank you.
Jeez, you got to be kidding, right?
So you stabbed Jorginho in the back using your left hand.
And before the killing,
an attempted sabotage had taken place in the storage shed.
Someone entered and cut the pipes for the gas.
Someone left-handed...
so that the explosion would kill Jorginho when he went to smoke in secret,
as he did every night.
But that night,
the night of the dinner, the night of the crime,
he stayed outside to smoke.
There was no explosion, however,
so the murderer improvised and stabbed him in the back, right there.
Someone left-handed.
Oh, Detective, everyone picks on the lefties, always.
- It doesn't make me guilty. - Not on your own.
But just holding up the knife,
he might have just been following orders.
How dare you? The focus was on Darlison,
now suddenly it's on me?
Darlison might have held the weapon used in the crime,
but it would have been you calling the shots.
- Me? What...? - Impossible.
No!
It was me!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Stop it! - I did it!
I'm the one who murdered Jorginho Peixoto.