01x09 - The next victim

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Bete, our mother is out of control.

- So you slept with Washington.

- Ma!

Marconi, please.

As I was saying just now,

Marconi Gonçalves,

it was you who m*rder*d Jorginho

when you poisoned his tea

before he was stabbed.

You were his mentor, right?

Took him under your wing.

- I sure did.

- You k*lled your pupil.

I've been an investigator for 20 years.

Another culprit under arrest.

There's more than enough evidence.

Jorginho's dead. It's over.

It doesn't matter.

Enough with all of this craziness.

Why don't we just move on,

and we can all leave here very rich.

Nobody here is for sale, Marconi.

Speak for yourself.

I'm a fan of freedom, I guess.

But I'd rather be rich.

Okay, I'm not about to actually

sell myself,

but I'd really like to hear

what Washington has to say.

- That's ridiculous.

- Ridiculous for us to get punished.

Ever since I stepped foot

inside this mansion,

and for those who can't remember,

I was wearing heels.

I have been disagreeing with Darlison,

except for now.

Oh no!

This is bad for everybody here.

Nobody will be buying us.

Calm down. Let's be rational.

Rational?

Nobody here has been rational.

All of you wanted Jorginho m*rder*d.

You all did.

All of them wanted it,

but you were the one who stepped up

sneakily, stealthfully, deceivingly,

and k*lled him.

It was you who k*lled him.

Oh.

You know, he really liked you.

Who'd he like? Washington or Marconi?

I'm kind of confused now.

Darlison, why would I m*rder Jorginho?

So you could have your mansion

and your empire return.

I only had the mansion

on a piece of paper.

But I was very happy with my life,

despite Patrícia.

Until Jorginho decided for some reason

to invite all you lying sons of b*tches

over to my house!

Hold on, man, I never lied.

I may be a gossip, but I'm no liar.

Oh, Áquila, can you say that

after everything you hid from your family?

You keep your damn mouth shut!

Because Áquila shored a whole bunch

of letters to Jorginho.

Some very threatening ones.

My God.

And Darlison, hiding this thing

with Patrícia.

- Everyone knows about that.

- Yeah.

But does everybody know about your plans

to run off to Paris?

It's just a trip. To study cooking.

Going to Paris without telling me,

is that it?

I was gonna tell you this week.

Darlison thought he'd be

the second in command,

but then Jorginho thought

Thyellen would be easier to work on.

Until Jorginho found out about Thyellen,

that every single month,

she would go over

the church's accounting

and she would skim off the top.

No, no, no, it's not skimming.

It's just my salary.

Oh, but what an inflated salary,

I would have to say.

Even the pastor wasn't aware.

Come on, Thyellen, don't be upset.

It was for a wonderful cause, right?

This way, we get to see

a completely fictional pregnancy.

What?

Lucky for you, you have your

opportunistic brother to help you out.

Whoa. I'm not opportunistic.

I would be, though,

if your proposal was on the table.

However, you haven't made it yet.

- Let's hear it.

- Just shut up, Raul. That's enough.

You are so stupid.

I mean, did you think Jorginho Peixoto

would be tricked

by the fake pregnancy test

that Raul showed him?

What a g*dd*mn poor people's scam.

It was obviously a scam

to take advantage.

Maurício tried speaking

in another language

just to try and get Jorginho's money

out of Brazil.

He and Patrícia were hightailing it

to Switzerland.

Wow, Patrícia, you sure would be able

to visit Paris easier.

Hey, Washington, Marco,

whatever your name is.

These allegations are absolutely false,

first of all.

I have proof that our bank accounts

in Switzerland

are emptier than Congress

on Friday afternoon.

Jorginho was just smarter

and made the first move.

He found the tax haven of tax havens

to move all his money into.

Maurício planned

to blow up Jorginho "accidentally"

with a gas leak in the shed.

But your little b*mb didn't work,

did it, Maurício?

You're going to regret saying all this,

you know.

You're going to have to face the music

on all of this,

because I have several good friends

in the judiciary.

Oh.

Oh my God!

Ah!

Oh God, this is scarier

than Stranger Things.

Why are you trying

to blame other people, Marconi?

What do you gain with these accusations?

Just to make sh*t hit the fan, right?

Oh wow, Xandra, that's quite the bravery.

You were the only one here

who actually had the bravery

to put a knife in his back.

Lucky for you, he was dead at that time,

right?

Bravery? No. Desperation.

Desperation or obsession?

We haven't yet discussed

your not-so-platonic love for Patrícia.

Or was that already mentioned?

You think you're some therapist now,

Washington, or what?

Do you have a third identity

that we don't know about?

Just to be sure.

You done with your little show, Marconi?

Hold on, Charles. Be patient.

So far, he's attacked

everyone here except

Except Grandma Zanina.

No, wait a minute.

I don't have a single bad word for Zanina.

All I know is that I'm truly

going to miss

this firecracker of a woman.

- Hot stuff.

- Shut up, Washington!

Have you no shame?

This is so embarrassing.

Oh dear Lord in heaven.

And finally, Bete,

who spent years lying to everyone

about who the real father of Yara was.

I don't care if you're Washington,

if you're Marconi.

But you have to stop your lying

right now!

- Yara

- Listen, this Washington guy,

or whomever he is, is full of lies.

Hell, I've had enough of this.

Enough, Marconi.

You are under arrest.

Get him!

Hey!

Where is he?

- Hey.

- The statue, right?

I'm going, Raul. Let's go.

We should have left this place sooner.

Oh, Bete, you're the one

who wanted to stay put here.

Just to make sure

Yara got her inheritance.

- Speaking of, where is she?

- Yeah, where is?

Yara? Hey, Yara!

- Yara!

- Yara!

No idea where she went.

She's not here.

It's okay, baby, just

Where is she?

- Oh dear Lord!

- How could she? I tell her all the time,

"Stay with me, stay with me."

Where did she go?

How come she left?

I think I'm about to have a heart attack!

Oh Jesus, calm down, Bete!

All right, come on, Bete.

Yara is really smart.

She's aware of her surroundings.

- I'm sure she's safe.

- Look to God,

because faith is confidence

in what we hope for

and assurance about what we do not see.

- It'll be okay.

- That girl is really quick.

Of course she's quick.

Our genetics are so damn f*cking great.

Oh go on, my bravest son. Go find her!

- Ma, I just got back.

- I'm not talking about you.

I was referring to Áquila,

my boy with courage!

My being q*eer here in Brazil,

you have to be very q*eer,

because straight men

are a failing institution.

- Uh-huh.

- Hey, cutie,

we'll start the search here

on the first floor.

- There's way too many people upstairs.

- All right, yeah.

- What do you mean I don't have courage?

- Just go with him, boy, and quit whining.

I've spent so many years

trying to keep Yara from Jorginho,

and I was right to do that.

I know that I was.

If anything happens to Yara,

I'm definitely going to k*ll someone.

- Have some booze.

- Talk to God.

- Booze, Bete.

- God.

- Booze and God.

- My God

Oh!

Oh my God! Oh my God!

Aphrodite! Aphrodite!

Aphrodite. Aphrodite.

Sweet Aphrodite.

- Where is it, Raul?

- f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!

Where's the f*cking statue, Raul?

The son of a b*tch took our gold,

Maurício.

Then let's go look for it. Come on.

- So, any sign of him?

- Oh God, Charles!

- Uh, no, nothing yet.

- Let's get this guy.

- Let's get him. See you, Charles.

- Yeah, see you, Charles.

Maurício, hang on.

We should split up.

No f*cking way, Raul.

- I'm going with you.

- All right, then.

Come on. Let's go.

Yara?

Yara?

- Yara, my darling!

- Calm down, Bete.

- Okay, Bete, calm down.

- Where is that girl?

She's got to be here somewhere.

Yara? Yara! Oh my God!

Calm down, girl, for God's sake.

- What do we do?

- It'll be okay. Let's go.

If we don't find her,

we'll have to go into these woods.

Thyellen, thank you so much.

You know a mother can feel so desperate.

Okay, listen

I owe you at least an explanation

about what happened.

Let's focus on the real child.

We can discuss the fake one later, okay?

I have no idea what maternal instinct is,

and I really hope I never do.

But we'll find your Yara, Bete.

We'll find her.

Oh, Patrícia, I know that you really,

really hate us.

But I appreciate you caring

and worrying about Yara.

Sweetheart Okay, yes, I'm often hateful.

But I think you have to refocus

your hate sometimes.

And I'm pissed at this Washington,

Marconi, whatever his damn name is.

Oh!

If the lights came back on,

it'd really help me find my daughter.

The next butler I employ will be forced

to take and to pass a lie detector test.

- You may not be getting another one.

- Come again? What was that?

You know what I mean.

You have no money.

The inheritance is a mess.

- You should rethink your priorities.

- Just, please.

Can I have five minutes of quiet?

- Yeah, because if you're

- Do you want to fight? Go ahead.

Just do it after we find Yara,

my little princess.

We'll do a DNA test so we can make sure,

and put this inheritance claim behind us

once and for all.

Yara!

Yara!

Yara!

Oh! Oh God.

What did you find?

Nothing. Good chance someone stole her.

Oh my God! Yara was taken?

No. No. I mean the statue

- Ow!

- As of right now,

it's just too soon to tell, Miss Zanina.

So it's just better to wait

for the detective, right, Raul?

Yeah, Maurício. You're right.

My boys. So, did you find Yara?

No! She must still be hiding.

Did you see the criminal?

- No, we didn't.

- No, but we just got to keep looking.

- Let's go!

- All right. Let's go.

- Wait, Raul. Wait up.

- Oh my God.

g*dd*mn it, my phone is dead.

Marconi, drop everything

and get to the extraction point.

I'll be there in five.

What are you stealing

before running away?

And what's that about Jorginho

not being my dad?

How did you find your way up here?

Ha! One of the benefits of being young

and curious

is exploring around when bored

and finding a secret passage.

Don't you underestimate my abilities,

Marconi.

I was unlocking phones

when I was two months old, ask my mom.

Yeah, well, right now

you are playing with fire!

You are completely out of your league!

Hey, just tell me the truth.

Fine. Jorginho wasn't your father!

He never was!

And what are they hiding from me?

- It's over, Marconi. It's over for you.

- Don't move, Detective.

- Don't you move. I'll sh**t!

- Hey, hey, calm down. Please. Just relax.

Don't worry, I'm relaxed,

because this b*llet right here

is flying right in your direction.

You want to find out

who your father is?

Well, how about this.

We'll have the detective investigate!

Please stop this!

You're messing with her head!

He's trying to turn us against each other.

I'm not the one who created

all this trouble.

Jorginho did that.

I was just willing to deal with it.

What do you want here, Marconi?

I want you to turn around,

or I'll sh**t you!

Ow!

No, Charles!

Charles!

Oh God, what was that?

My baby!

Charles! Charles!

Charles! Charles!

Yara. Yara.

- Are you all right?

- I'm fine. Are you hurt?

No, no. I'm fine, I'm fine.

Go be with your family.

And let me borrow your phone.

- Mine is dead.

- Here.

- A flashlight?

- Just shake it, Charles.

Américo, get the plane ready!

I'm getting on the chopper!

I've got it!

Marconi!

Duda, take this statue full of gold.

So, Mom

can you be honest with me?

Was Jorginho my father or not?

The truth is confusing sometimes, Yara.

So Washington was telling the truth, then?

I don't know.

What does that even mean?

I really don't know.

I really don't know.

That's the truth.

I just don't know.

Yara,

I have always been your mother

and your father.

And I'm proud I'm proud of that.

I am too, Mom.

Well, I have some things to take care of,

and I'm really tired.

I need to get some sleep, all right?

- Okay?

- Hey.

Sorry to interrupt whatever plotting

is going on.

No, no, no, no. We are not plotting

anything here, Darlison.

After two people have died in this house,

I'd say that all the plotting here

is over.

So you were gonna bail without me?

Hey, what about you?

You were flying to Paris, weren't you?

And you were going to Switzerland.

Patrícia

Now that everything's over,

let's tell everybody about us.

I could move into your bedroom.

What do you think?

Sounds lovely.

But if you did move in here,

it would never work out.

No, no, we can't live here together,

Darlison.

The passion would be gone.

You're overexaggerating.

We'll still hang out in my room, though.

- You want to hang out?

- Yeah.

Hanging can be nice. Yeah, right?

I want you to really give it

plenty of thought.

Patrícia.

Hello?

Can we talk?

What's going on here?

It's embarrassing, you know?

I don't want to see anyone right now.

I can't believe it.

I don't even know how to have a kid.

Nobody knows how to.

This thing is just something

most people learn as they go.

How to instruct the mind

of a fragile being.

No, I was talking about making it.

What?

Oh, Maurício,

I'm a virgin.

All right.

Well, then

Listen, I

I know I'm not the type of guy

that pastors are usually fond of.

I think I'd have a better chance

being blessed by the devil.

Yeah.

Right about that.

Listen,

when I first got here to this big mansion

I was thinking that you were a big jerk.

But charming.

Though I was being a bit difficult too.

And after a while, I

I fell for you.

I liked you a lot.

I can't believe I just said that out loud.

And I fell for you too.

And I think I like you better now

that we've been honest with each other.

Because we're human.

And that's hard. It just is.

And I have a proposal for you.

If you find me a pastor

who can just be a little more relaxed,

who accepts me as I am

I'll ask his blessing to become

your boyfriend.

Really?

Okay, wait a sec. Let me explain.

Let's pray about it first, okay?

Then we ask the pastor for blessings

from our god.

Then we go on a few dates,

and we just keep things

Let's begin.

Yeah, right now.

Let's do it now.

You know the statue is broken.

Mm-hmm. So what?

So, I wanted to let you know

you're my muse again.

Raul, I can't be your muse again,

because I never was in the first place.

You can't go back to being something

that never was.

Xandra, when you open your heart

and I make it big time,

I'll give you everything you ever wanted.

A house, a car, things.

Xandra, we're into each other.

Forever, babe.

Isn't it beautiful?

The creator and the creation, huh?

Come on, Xandra, don't be like that now.

We've got a great future here!

She's into me. Yeah.

A FEW DAYS LATER

Thanks, Cezinha.

As you all know,

the case has been closed

due to a lack of a defendant.

Washington, or Marconi, ended up being

a victim of his own greedy nature.

And Jorginho thought his gold trafficking

and tax evasion schemes,

his offshore businesses,

wouldn't be ever discovered.

So then, Charles,

tell us what happened.

How did Washington poison Jorginho?

Let's get to the facts.

At first, we thought Jorginho had died

from the stabbing inflicted by Xandra.

However, the autopsy report showed us

that Jorginho had suffered and died

from some sort of major heart failure.

At first, we thought a heart attack

was to blame.

- Oh, med

- Jorginho?

But this, of course,

was after attempting to m*rder him

with an expl*si*n by leaking gas,

an act of sabotage which Washington claims

was actually caused by Maurício.

Of course, Jorginho was under pressure.

Others were trying to take advantage.

To deceive him.

Thyellen, give it to me.

Help me, Thyellen. Thyellen!

Not to mention the blackmailing

in the past.

And the betrayal in the present.

He was threatened in every possible way.

If desire alone could land you in prison,

then everyone here

would be locked up right now.

Though, actually, after the gas expl*si*n

in the shed failed to work out,

Jorginho returned to his office,

where some poisoned tea

was just waiting there to k*ll him.

Cause of death:

cardiac arrest, which was set off

by the ingestion of oleander,

which is a plant so common it was found

right out in this very garden,

and picked by the treacherous hands

of a mentor humiliated,

who finally got his revenge

and caused his own death.

A k*ller so cunning,

he waited for years

for an opportunity to have just

the perfect alibi, and also nine suspects.

Jorginho had control over Marconi

with this dossier here.

It contains every single crime,

misdemeanor,

and felony committed by Marconi Gonçalves.

It's why he m*rder*d him.

The nine suspects in this room

narrowly escaped

because there isn't any actual evidence

against them.

So, what do we do now, Charles?

Well, we can divide the inheritance

the way it should be done.

Mm, that really gets messy, though.

Seems too difficult.

- Well

- What, we just wait around empty-handed?

Charles, is it possible to do anything

right now while we're waiting?

Wait a second.

Do you think all the statues

could?

Oh my God! Go!

Come on, people! Hold on a second.

Mine! Here.

FOR SALE

Yeah, get it in deep. Uh-huh.

- Good.

- Now we just wait for some blessed soul

to come take this white elephant

off our hands.

Well, I put up signs here

in so many different languages,

just so it could bring in some buyers

from overseas,

since the house is so undervalued.

It's hard to sell a house this big.

And while we're waiting to sell,

I see no problem having a pool party,

beautiful.

Oh boy.

Well, my first priority is Salvador.

But while I'm waiting on my tickets,

I think I can enjoy the pool, yeah?

Yeah, girl!

I'm gonna get my bathing suit, b*tch.

I'll go get my guitar.

I'm feeling inspired.

Oh no! Please don't.

POLICE

Bete.

Hmm?

Oh, hey there, Detective.

Isn't the investigation over?

Yeah, it is, but now that everything

has been solved,

we could get an ice cream,

or watch a movie, or do something.

You're no longer a suspect.

You're out of the investigation.

So I don't think it'd be a problem.

Well, all right.

I will, um I will let you know.

Charles.

Come, come.

I found this in the garden.

- Is that phone Washington's?

- It's Marconi's, Charles.

You'll be shocked

to hear the message on it.

Get the plane ready.

I'm getting on the chopper!

Why are you here?

So there was a

There was someone who pushed him.

Someone from the house, Charles.

Why are you here?

The criminal had a vested interest

in k*lling Washington off as a culprit.

And no one got in or out.

And now we still have nine suspects.

And a k*ller walks among us still.