A NETFLIX SERIES
[Xandra] I did it! I'm the one who murdered Jorginho Peixoto!
[all scream]
- Calm down, Raul. Shit. - Fuck, 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 murderer!
Okay, well, I know that she's not exactly in the right,
but I must admit the woman's not all wrong.
- Ma, what? - [Charles] Everyone, please.
Let Xandra just explain.
Washington, please, sir.
Xandra, here.
Now, tell us what happened right before the stabbing.
[thunder rumbles]
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 fuck yourself, Jorginho!
[laughing] Calm down.
I'm talking about your illegal meth business.
Did you think I didn't know?
Huh, sweetheart?
I can make things very difficult.
[laughs]
Didn't know you could get high on flower oil.
You're crazy.
[echoing] Crazy... You're crazy...
[thunder crashes]
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 killer. And now you are all free to leave.
- Hey, what is this, Patrícia? - Hmm.
[Áquila] 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. - [Charles] 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.
[Thyellen] Haven't you seen this in movies?
- [all] 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? - [Raul] 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 murder you! - Thyellen!
- [all scream] - Son of a bitch!
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 murder all the time for fun.
I understand her.
- [Darlison] He deserved it. - [gasps]
She's chugging it. God!
Xandra, will you follow me, please?
I need to ask you a few more questions.
[laughs] Yeah, sure.
Here you go.
[Charles] Relax.
[mumbling]
[Raul] What is this?
[Bete] 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 ♪
[laughs]
- I can't take much more of this. - Jesus Christ, guys.
- [indistinct chatter] - Hey, come on, guys.
If you don't like that one I've got other songs too.
[thunder rumbling]
How'd you manage to get into his office?
The door.
It was open.
Dark. Lightning.
[thunder crashes]
Then I saw the knife on the desk.
Ah, so you picked up the knife from the desk?
[Xandra] I did.
And then, I gripped it tight...
and I plunged the knife into his back.
I killed him.
[thunder crashes]
[whimpering]
[sighs]
Here it is.
- Thank you. - You got it.
Edward.
[car door closes, engine starts]
[police siren wails]
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.
[chuckles] No way.
Come on, boys. Move. Let's go. Pick it up, let's go.
- [strumming] - [shower running]
♪ 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.
- [statue shatters] - Oh shit!
Aphrodite, baby!
Oh, I swear, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to do that, Aphrodite.
You are... Aphrodite?
[gasps]
Aphrodite?
Oh shit. Is that gold?
[gasps] It's gold!
Oh sweetheart.
Oh, my life is coming together!
I am...
[whispers] I'm a millionaire!
Oh my God, thank you. Oh thank God. I'm rich!
[Thyellen] Hey, is everything okay, Raul?
Uh, everything's fine, Thyellen! All good here!
- [Thyellen] I'm coming out, okay? - Oh my God.
Oh...
- There. Nice. - [door opens]
- Ah! - Oh! Thyellen!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, Raul!
Ow! My pinkie toe! Goddamn! Fuck! Shit! Ow, it fucking hurts!
- Ooh! - Hey.
Better march back in that shower and wash that mouth.
- Fuck you, you dick! - [Maurício] Oops. Excuse me.
I heard some shouting. I got worried.
It's Raul. I stubbed my toe...
piece-of-shit 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.
[dart thumps]
[cell phone rings]
Detective Charles Nunes.
Ah, it's Amaral.
[laughs] 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.
Bastard.
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.
[Xandra moans softly]
[gasps]
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. - [overlapped chatter]
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 murdered.
- Valid point, Washington. - [door closes]
[all gasp]
- [sighs] Life is great. - [Maurício] What the hell, Xandra?
- My muse. - So I have been released.
[Charles] 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 murdered 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!
[excited chatter]
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.
[laughs]
- 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.
[upbeat music]
[giggling]
Hey, Bete, do it more like, um...
Make it, uh...
- Close your eyes. - Don't crimp too much.
- [screams] - Ah! Jesus!
[distant indistinct arguing]
[suspenseful music]
[Bete] Yara? Hey, Yara!
- Come get dressed already! - I'll be right there.
- [Bete] Hey, baby! - She's here!
[all squeal]
[upbeat music]
[laughing]
[sniffs]
[engine starts and revs]
[tires squeal]
[Maurício, sighing] It was quick, but worth it.
[both laugh]
True. It's a good way to show off, right?
- Right about that. - Yeah.
- [whistles] - Huh?
[police siren chirps]
[dance music plays]
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.
[coughs]
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 dick
wants to buy another beer.
[laughing] That's how we live!
Ever been to the suburbs, man?
Mm. [sighs]
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.
- [song plays] - 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.
- [laughs] - [Xandra] Whoo!
Let's go, baby! I'm drinking my ass 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?
- [new song starts] - [gasps]
Ah!
[laughs]
[singing in Portuguese]
[all cheer]
♪ 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... ♪
[funky disco music plays]
[music continues distantly]
[suspenseful music playing]
Yeah! Let's get this party bopping!
[giggles]
[calypso music plays]
- It's our song! - Our song's playing!
[both exclaim]
[calypso music playing distantly]
[dramatic music]
[partygoers cheer]
[dance music playing]
Thyellen, are you wasted right now?
No.
[snickers]
Oh, you're not supposed to be drinking right now, you hear me?
[laughing]
I was thirsty,
so I poured myself water, but it was vodka.
I'm really dizzy. But here I am.
Acting normal.
[yelps]
♪ 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.
[swing music plays]
[woman singing in Portuguese]
That's enough, Mom.
[music continues distantly]
[dramatic music]
Thyellen, my dear girl...
What's up? You're here.
- [laughs] - What's going on?
What's wrong?
Ugh, my heels.
That lion oil...
can I use it?
It's not lion. It's tiger.
[giggling] Oh shit!
[both laugh]
- 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.
[laughing]
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?
[sighs]
No.
Yara...
you have to promise me that you'll keep this from your mom.
If not, you'll completely ruin the family.
[pop music blaring]
What is this, Ma?
- [Xandra] Seriously? - [Thyellen] 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... ♪
[laughing]
- 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.
[laughs]
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.
[sultry music]
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 kill him, just a small amount?
You gotta be kidding.
- Real quick. - It's all right.
[toothbrush scrubbing]
That son of a bitch got Jorginho's gold.
Yes!
Even you, falling for this fucking slut.
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.
[laughs]
[both moan]
- 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?
[sighs] Jesus, Darlison.
It's been proven I'm not the killer, yet you still think I'm the villain here?
- Kinda. - Hey!
- I'm just kidding. - [sighs]
- Give me a kiss. - No. You killed the mood.
Patrícia! Christ.
Oh man.
[sultry music]
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?
[Charles] 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.
[Yara chuckles]
[ominous music]
[upbeat funky music]