01x05 - Aqui Se Faz, Aqui Se Vende

[bunniefuu]

Who's that for?

João Marcelo.

And Isabel.

Thanks, Romeu... Mom?

You're brother and sister!

Brother and sister!

No, no, João! Look!

You won't leave without talking to me.

Isabel, leave me alone.

Please, I need to think.

Okay.

Okay.

I have all day.

João.

It's just one of Lauro's inventions
to make the show last longer.

It's a part of our love story.

-Without conflict, there's no story.
-It has always had a name, Isabel, it's...

It's called...

It's called incest.

I can't believe I said it.

The only love going on here
is fraternal love.

All right?

Look, you don't have to run from me.

I told you Lauro
would try to keep us apart.

Your theory about life is super fun,
but everything has its limits.

This isn't a telenovela.

-And we are siblings.
-No.

-Yes.
-We are not...

-Yes, we are.
-No, we aren't.

And I'll prove it to you.

What now?

I'm at a dead end.

The result must come out tomorrow.

If I decide they are siblings,

I'll be accused of airing an incest scene.

It would be a scandal.

If I decide they are not,

they get married and the show's over.

And what will you do?

I knew you'd change your mind, honey.

Romeu.

It's from the lab.

Thanks, Lauro, thanks!

I love how you call God "Lauro."

He sounds so accessible.

I must show this to João Marcelo now.
João Marcelo!

The DNA test arrived!

We are not siblings.

João?

-Has he already left for the factory?
-He went on a trip to Europe.

Are you kidding me? For how long?

One month, maybe two.

Probably three.

Three.

Are you going back to sleep?
Do you want me to wake you up?

In a month, maybe two, most likely three.

And until then,

I won't act with anyone.

Got it, Lauro?

Until someday, Brazil.

What now?

Look at all these publicity products
to fit in Isabel's next scenes.

As if it were our biggest issue, Marta.

I'd like to see how we'll advertise
all of these products

when our star is under her sheets.
I'll have to deal with it.

She sounded very determined to not get out

of bed for the next three months.

I'll show you how we treat
a rebellious character

with three little words.

THREE MONTHS LATER...

Indeed, a magnificent day.

Nothing prettier than the light of fall.

Fall?

So three months have passed since...

Time passed.

That was low, Lauro.

An imperfect God, interesting!

So, João Marcelo is coming to Brazil!

According to my estimates,
I presume he is.

I heard he's about to arrive.

Romeu!

He's coming back!

Thanks!

I'm so proud of you, son.

That's wonderful, João Marcelo! All right.

-Mom misses you too...
-Let me have a word with him.

He hung up.

-Is he coming back?
-Yes.

-At what time?
-Well, he's closing some deals in Rome.

Taking care of our company.

Something you don't even care about.

Lauro.

This time I can wait, honey.

By the way, I've got plenty of time.

Who will watch a telenovela
with an abandoned and sad girl?

Meanwhile...

Publicity.

Let's make some cash, guys.

Let's do it.

João Marcelo.

Hi, guess who gets to go
to their new dressing room?

My vocal cords are happy
to leave all that mold.

Denis's are not sensitive enough
to suffer from that.

He didn't accept.

-No?
-No.

You'll go to Denis's, he'll go to Otto's
and Otto will come here.

-Did Otto accept it?
-He accepts everything.

If actors were like him...

And you, gorgeous! So wonderful to live!

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God!

Good morning.

It's still morning, kind of.

So much has already happened today.

I don't know why I come early
if I can't rehearse with anyone.

I'm so sorry, but I ate something weird.
I was up all night.

I know, at Júlio's rooftop bar, right?

Rio de Janeiro's a village, right?

There you go.

What is this?
You're memorizing your scene now?

They're the first ones today.

I'll leave earlier than you, baby!

Did you ever think
that your way of dealing with work

harms not only you,
but your colleagues too?

-I didn't get any complaints.
-No? Then listen.

The worst thing about doing a show

is acting with an actor like you

who's clearly not ready
to step into character.

I don't step into characters,
Cássia Dante.

Nor do I allow the characters into me.

This promiscuity
between actors and characters

is harmful to my overall vision.

Actor, character.

Alienation effect.

You're too lazy to do it right.

Tell me this, how can you be
this positive this early?

It's not early.

Right. I'll get dressed.

I am annoying,
but at least I know who I am,

while you're annoying and naive,
which I find much worse.

If I were more annoying than you,
your husband would stay at home

instead of at Júlio's bar,
drowning his sorrows.

Gerson was working.

He's an administrative consultant

for Júlio, our lifelong friend.

-Administrative consultant, Gerson?
-Yes!

Not even for a popcorn stand.

He's been managing our theater
impeccably for years.

You're the naive one, Cássia Dante.

What do you mean?

Try to find out.

Were you rehearsing?

No, it's getting better.

At first,

you hand him the contract.

Yes, like that.

Grazi comes in.

Sit here.

Let's go, you hand her the contract.

Now pay attention. The pen.

Grab the pen, yes.

Show the pen, wonderful.

Silence, let's sh**t.

When she signs, zoom in.

-On Grazi?
-On the pen!

The goal is to sell the pen.

I'm sorry.

I was warming it.

It's not working.

It's a terrible pen.

Thank you.

Let's start with Otto walking in
with the drink cart.

This glove is for today?

Don't forget the close-up on the vodka.

Go in with the drink cart.

Denis pours a glass, Grazi pours a glass.

Yes, that's right.

Yes, but not now, no.

Is it good?

Not bad.

Nice! More merchandise.

One more, Romeu, please, it's wonderful.

Igor, get Cássia off that phone!

Cássia, honey, Cássia!

Júlio, please.

I need you to tell me.

Is there anything

I should know that I don't know?

Let's sh**t?

Please?

Thanks for telling me. Bye.

Sound,

camera...

Hold this, please.

Lauro, may I take my shoes off?

Get naked if you wish.

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

Destiny's Rebound,
episode six, scene five, take one.

The helicopter.

Let's wait for it.

-g*dd*mn it!
-I told him not to do an exterior take.

Okay!

Action!

Did you skip your beauty sleep, Isabel?

Your face is poor, awful thing.

I'm sorry.

I got it wrong.

Can I do it over?

Okay, okay.

Action!

Did you skip your beauty sleep...

-Guys, I made a mistake again.
-Go, Cássia, go.

-I'm so ashamed.
-Don't worry, it happens.

It doesn't. Not to me.

Please, let's go.

"Did you skip..." Let me remember it.

-Help me.
-Sure.

Did you skip your beauty sleep, Isabel?

-My face is... Your face is poor...
-Awful.

Your face is awful, poor thing.

I'm sorry, we can go on.

"Your beauty sleep, your face is awful."

"Your beauty sleep, your face is awful."

Action!

Did you skip your beauty sleep, Isabel?

Your face is awful, poor thing.

Do you think so?

I feel fine.
I don't sleep in the afternoon.

Did you sleep well?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, guys.

-I'm sorry, just a moment.
-Cássia!

Cássia!

-Cássia!
-Just a moment!

Let's take ten to breathe and focus.

Can someone touch up her makeup.

TRAILER 02

Traitor, traitor!

Traitor!

-This dressing room...
-It was yours, now it's Otto's.

But you're welcome anytime.

-You can come in and out...
-Thanks.

Sure. Look,

drink this cachaça. It's from my hometown.

-Thanks.
-This will help.

It's good!

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

That's it, Denis, you were right. Sorry.

-Thanks, you were the only one to warn me.
-I had no good intentions, though.

You were annoying me.

The Cássia Dante Theater
will go on auction.

The Cássia Dante Theater,
which is my life, will go on auction.

To become what? A church,
a supermarket, a parking lot, a bank.

Otto has an idea.

-Otto?
-With all modesty.

But Lauro must accept it.

And you must convince him
to save your theater from bankruptcy.

Did you skip your beauty sleep, Isabel?

Your face is awful, poor thing.

Nonsense.

Chiara, two months ago you said
João Marcelo would be back in one week.

He's been from India to Cuba
and he's not back.

What can I do if I raised a diplomat?

João Marcelo seals deals wherever he goes.

By the way, as a candidate
to become heiress, you should care too.

-I don't give a sh*t.
-Of course you don't.

It's because you've had Yogo Cream,

which regulates your digestive system

and doesn't make you gain weight.

You're clever, you stole the limelight.

I don't care. I don't do this anymore.
I don't want it anymore.

Would you like some juice,

a glass of Belarmino, the raw fruit?

I hate that juice.

It's the worst thing I've ever had.

Impossible.

You haven't tasted it right.

-I have!
-Try it!

I think you should taste the tea.

That's very kind of you.

Look, how delicious.
A bit more of Yogo Cream.

-Excuse me.
-Sure, be my guest.

It's good because it hydrates.

Great.

How lovely.

A bit of Goji berry tea.

Okay.

Some jam?

Great!

Try Protection Oatmeal

and Happiness Granola.

Stop, enough!

Playtime's over!

It's one thing to be trapped here.

It's something else to be
a prisoner of a sales show.

I'm done. I'm out.

Romeu!

Since Lauro won't bring João Marcelo back,
I'll take a drastic measure.

This it it, Brazil.

We're at the end of the line.

Either João Marcelo comes back now

or I'll throw myself from up here.

One way or another,
as a bride or as a corpse,

I'll get out of here.

CAST
DIRECTION

Look at her, so crazy and bold!

I love your subtle way of showing up
like that out of nowhere.

I love mysteries.

And you love to live dangerously, right?

What, this?

The worst that could happen
is they cut to the next scene

with the Porto Carrero family
at the hospital.

Or at best, the next scene is my funeral.

And maybe I'll materialize myself
at my house, far from here.

Really?

What if you just fall?

-Is it possible?
-I don't know.

I don't want to find out.

I'm here just for the view.
I'll polish this a bit.

But I won't put my foot
on the edge of the cliff, honey.

Geez!

Can I die for real?

Can I?

I'm short of breath.

I'm short of breath.

Will you k*ll Isabel?

-I won't k*ll anyone, Marta.
-In the telenovela.

Of course, in real life,
I'll k*ll her as soon as I see her.

But not in the show.

I won't k*ll her. She'll k*ll herself.

If Isabel dies in the telenovela,
what happens to her in real life?

Will she die?

I have no clue.

But you'd like to know, right?

Just out of scientific curiosity.

So you won't do anything to stop it.

There's nothing I can do.

Good morning!

Good morning, gorgeous!

What a beautiful couple, you're beautiful!

Have you ever considered
marrying for real? A marriage without sex.

We know sex in a marriage doesn't work.

Hello? Otávio Máximo, my dear.

You know I've always envied your name.

Because no matter what I do,
you'll always be...

Me too.

I know.

All right, Otávio.

Starting tomorrow, I'll move your ads
to the 6 o'clock telenovela.

Okay, bye. See you soon.

Do you happen to do or know pranayama?

It helps a lot.

Especially when your biggest advertiser

decides to remove
all of his ad insertions

because the main actress
in your telenovela

decides to threaten to k*ll herself
on national TV.

What about the coffee bit?

It was huge, the audience loved it!

Memes of Cássia Dante smearing herself.

The clients were so happy!
They all called to sponsor her theater.

You've seen the scene, it's raw comedy.

But it wasn't very amusing or funny

when Isabel was hanging
outside of the building.

What will happen today?

We don't know yet.

But I do.

Because we'll save Isabel.

Given the way yesterday's episode ended,

I don't know if there's much I can do.

You'll save her and I'll tell you why.

Because even though we hate
these b*stards, producers of plastic food,

without them
there's no broadcast, my dear.

With no broadcast, there's no telenovela.
With no telenovela,

there's no house with ocean view.

And we all love to look
at the little boats sailing by.

I did it!

João Marcelo, I did it! You came back!

I'm here.

Thank God you didn't jump!

You crazy girl!