01x08 - The secret friend

[bunniefuu]

[upbeat music]

PARTY UP

PARTIES & EVENTS

What are you looking at?

- I like the view from this room.

- And what about the people in it?

[laughs]

Kiss me, kiss me

I want to smell your perfume ♪

[Charles] Good morning!

- Oh, you came to snoop early this morning.

- [chuckles]

Hey, you're the one who woke up late.

It's past noon already.

What? You're snooping

around the mailbox now?

Wait, wait, wait.

I just want these two things.

And why might you want these?

Well, these are coupons

from a pizza place, La Peroquetta.

I've been on the lookout for a 24/7

pizza place that serves stuffed crust.

And this other one is addressed

to a Mr. and Mrs. Neves.

Do you have any idea

who those people are?

The previous owners of the mansion,

but they passed away a while ago.

How'd they pass away?

- Well, old people die, you know.

- I see.

Ah! Leave this one.

- [Maurício] Patrícia!

- Your damn brother's barging in.

- Hey, relax, Darlison.

- f*ck off.

It's okay. It's Maurício.

I think he already knows about us,

and he's fine with it, not to mention

he saw us together at the party.

- [Maurício] Patrícia!

- [sighs]

Whoa!

It's Maurício.

g*dd*mn. Now?

- Ah! You look terrible.

- You got any hangover pills?

Uh

They're preventative.

- Well, I forgot.

- They won't work now.

Hey, Maurício.

Hydrate. Drink some coffee.

Come on, go.

Go.

- Get out.

- I'm not leaving.

In fact, I'm done

listening to you, Patrícia.

Your ideas never work.

- Remember how all this started out?

- Hold on, wait.

Do we have to discuss this now?

You're hungover.

Do you really want to go over this now?

No. Get out.

When you asked me to take care

of Jorginho for you,

I did what you asked me to do.

He was supposed to blow up.

- [Patrícia] Stop. Enough.

- [Maurício] Stop what?

- Be quiet!

- It was a mess, Patrícia.

- Yeah, yeah!

- But I did it for you.

God, now my head hurts

because of all this, Maurício.

- Fine.

- You got to get out. You ruined my day.

- Just leave my room. Just leave. Go.

- Yeah, I can leave.

You're fine. Just go. Go see Thyellen.

I've really had enough of you.

- Go see what she's doing. Bye.

- All right, I will.

I'm leaving.

I'm gonna go see Thyellen,

And do you want to know why?

Because she likes me.

And I like her too.

Well, Darlison likes me very much.

And do you like him?

Of course.

[Maurício] Do you, Patrícia?

Of course I do.

I found you.

- Why did you hesitate?

- What?

When he asked you if you liked me.

- Yeah, baby, I said, "Of course."

- But you hesitated.

What, are you holding a stopwatch?

Are feelings suddenly something

you can time?

- That's not what I'm asking.

- Okay, Darlison.

Now I'll ask.

And please start the timer

as soon as the question

leaves my mouth.

- Oh yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh wow.

- What?

Nothing. I think I'm just

gonna nurse this hangover, that's it.

You should do what I told Maurício.

Hydrate yourself. Drink some coffee.

And you know what else?

Find some common sense.

- I'm not like Maurício.

- [laughs]

[ominous music]

[Zanina] Kiss me, kiss me ♪

I want your sweet body close to mine ♪

Kiss me, ooh ♪

[clears throat]

I'll do anything for you, baby ♪

You know you make me so happy ♪

Why are you so happy this morning, Ma?

Here, boy, drink this tea.

It'll make your head feel so much better.

Yeah, my head hurts. Thank you.

You should have stuck with beer.

You wouldn't feel like this.

But you had to have your gin and tonics.

That was your choice to make.

Now look what happened.

- Gin and tonics weren't the problem.

- Hmm?

It was everyone else who was there.

Darlison, I told you already,

there's always gonna be folks who talk.

So what? I'm innocent,

and so is everybody in this family, okay?

In fact, there was no crime, right?

Your son is innocent.

Oh, sweetheart, right now this crime

is the least of my worries.

You hear me? Listen, son,

you don't have an innocent bone

in your body, not one.

[growls]

Your father wanted to name you Inocêncio.

And you know what?

I told him not to do it,

because I could not match

with the reality.

- Ah! You're impossible today!

- Yeah, uh-huh.

Well, son

Hello.

Zanina. Oh wow, you're up early today.

Oh, you guys.

Actually, I'm always the first one up.

Nothing new.

[Bete] But tell me something.

Where'd you sleep last night, Ma? Huh?

Uh, well

Oh, well, uh

Uh, funny thing happened last night.

I took a little break over the sofa,

but ended up falling asleep.

And I just felt

like staying there all night.

I figured it was probably easier.

The wine hit me very hard last night.

- Uh-huh.

- Did it? Yeah? I'm sure it was the wine.

What? You guys have more wine?

Hey, what are we eating, guys?

I have to cure this hangover.

Oh my God.

Hold up, you're hungover too?

What? Oh, no, no. I know you guys are.

I can just imagine it's bad.

- Hmm.

- Hangovers are so terrible

that they spread to those who

oh, weren't drinking.

- Hey, everyone. How's it going?

- What's up?

Psst!

You hungry?

- Just make some food for us girls.

- [Raul] Oh no, please.

Not Thyellen.

Even her instant noodles are bad.

- Hey!

- Hey, guys.

[Maurício] All right, how about this?

Let's just order some food,

because Patrícia and I can't cook

to save our lives.

Hey, speak for yourself.

I did cook one time a while back.

Though it was for a photo sh**t,

so everything was pre-made.

Oh, sweetie, so you didn't actually

cook then, right?

[laughs]

Well, then, I guess I'll be cooking

for everyone.

[Patrícia] No! No way.

Xandra's cooking will

mess your stomach up,

because all it is, is birdseed.

- I'll pass.

- Oh, just shut up, Patrícia.

Hey, now, don't be rude to Xandra.

Let's everybody just sing a song.

Hey, I know, why don't we just ask

our sweet Darlison

to cook for us instead of listening

to you sing.

Darlison feels even worse than we do.

Yeah.

- I mean, he feels even worse than you all.

- What about shrimp bobó?

You know I always nail it.

- Oh, yes!

- [Xandra] Guys, we should avoid the bobó,

since last time

it ended up going badly.

- Not because of the food.

- [Raul] I agree with Darla, man.

We shouldn't really be blaming

the poor shrimp for the m*rder.

- It wasn't their fault.

- It wasn't m*rder, so settle down, Raul.

His heart just failed. Hmm!

You sure about that, though?

Thank you, Yara. I

I really needed everyone here

right now to

[Bete] Uh, come on, detective.

You solved the case already,

but you just can't leave, huh?

You fond of this house, detective?

I think he's fond of the residents.

You're here to officially

close up the case?

The case is reopened.

We found out that Jorginho's heart attack

was caused by a substance

that was toxic.

Before being stabbed,

he had a heart attack.

But that's because he had been poisoned.

[gasps]

Damn.

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]

Washington.

- Yes?

- I need to talk to you this time.

- Let's go to the study.

- But this is

This room's a complete disaster.

Let's talk in the study, yeah?

Did Jorginho have a habit

of drinking tea every night?

Oh, yes. Every night.

But, the ill-fated night

that Jorginho died,

he had me bring his tea

much earlier than he usually did.

And the night of the m*rder,

you actually stepped away from the tea,

albeit briefly.

- No.

- No?

No. Oh, but when I served the tea,

Jorginho hadn't arrived yet.

So it's possible, then,

that someone entered earlier

with the poison?

Yeah.

Girl, you must be scared about him

suddenly reopening the case.

Of course not. I didn't do anything.

Why should I be afraid?

Although I am worried a little bit

about Ma, aren't you?

- Hmm?

- She would do anything to save us.

[Áquila] She wouldn't be able

to keep it a secret.

She'd be clicking her tongue nonstop.

Although Darlison

Oh, Jesus, Áquila, do you think

Darlison would be capable of k*lling him?

Uh, seriously?

To get the wife? Come on. Hmm.

- Careful!

- [gasps]

[Áquila] Well, then stop fidgeting!

Come on.

You botched it!

Grandma.

- Hey.

- Yes, darling?

Mom and Áquila are worried about you.

About Yara, listen to me for a second.

Let me explain assumptions

and the power of stereotypes.

Just because I'm well-versed

in herbs, right,

suddenly everyone assumes

that I'm the one who poisoned Jorginho.

Grandma, just tell me it wasn't you.

[thunder crashes]

NIGHT OF THE CRIME

Washington, make me some tea, please.

Well, well.

So then, the unwitting, the undesirable,

is having a little bit of tea

to calm himself down.

Enough with the sass, Zanina.

That's not necessary between us.

What's this "us"?

You and I don't have

any type of relationship.

You know that's not true.

You listen to me.

Don't mess around here with my family.

- You got that?

- [laughs]

Really, I think it's a bit too late

for all that now.

- Jorginho, I'm warning you.

- Yeah?

Don't mess with my family.

Oh, you have no idea what I'm capable of.

Actually, I do know.

You are capable of lying, and deceiving,

and withholding information.

You knew damn well Darlison was here.

You knew about my issues with Áquila.

So imagine if Yara finds out

that you haven't been completely honest

about her little part in this story.

I

I really don't know

what you're talking about.

Of course you do, Queen Mother.

[thunder rumbles]

You can drop the act.

- [chuckles]

- [Yara] Grandma?

Huh?

You didn't do it, right?

Oh God, can you even imagine me

doing something like that?

Where'd you get that stupid idea?

Of course I didn't.

Sweetie, just take a look around

this whole place.

I mean, this garden is full

of all sorts of plants.

It's unbelievable.

He's got dangerous plants,

plants that are used as aphrodisiacs.

You know what?

Even Washington knows all about

these poisonous plants

here in this garden.

Even the poisonous ones?

What are you saying, Grandma?

[footsteps]

What is it, Áquila?

Wow. You clairvoyant?

[chuckles]

I heard you coming.

In this house,

we learn to be constantly aware.

I got something to say right now.

- I'm not interested in having a fight.

- Be honest here.

Did you have anything to do

with the m*rder at all?

What are you doing, Áquila?

Don't fall on your sword

just because of Patrícia, okay?

You know what they say,

"If you're going to sleep with the dogs,

then you'll end up with fleas."

- Wait, who would I be in that situation?

- Oh, you know what I mean, Darlison.

[laughs]

- [sighs]

- [Darlison] As for me,

you can rest easy.

Oh yeah? What, that's supposed

to make me relax, then?

Honestly, I never know

whose side you're on.

Remember your threatening letters?

- You were looking for them.

- Yeah, so?

I found them.

Oh my dear Lord.

If those fall into the wrong hands,

I'm over with.

- Forget it.

- Forget it?

I burned them, Áquila.

- Are you being serious right now?

- Yes, I am.

They'll never be used against you.

Do you really want to know

whose side I'm on?

There's your answer.

Nobody messes with my brother,

all right?

And if they do, I'll deal with them.

[ominous music]

[toilet flushes]

Have you been here for long?

Uh

I came in just now.

[laughs nervously]

You're here to see me? No, you aren't.

- Are you, or?

- No.

That's I, uh

I missed your sweet face, so

I thought we could address

our unfinished business.

Mm-hmm.

That's all I've been thinking.

- [cell phone beeps and vibrates]

- Oh!

- Excuse me.

- What's that?

Oh, I'm sorry. It's my alarm.

Ah.

I set the alarm because I'm streaming

a church service.

They livestream a church service, or?

Mm-hmm. Christianflix.

- [giggles]

- Good name.

- Here, sit.

- All right.

Okay, it's not exactly official,

but I'm able to hear most of it.

Is "not exactly official"

a euphemism for piracy?

- Euphemism?

- Yeah.

Euphem

- [yelling over recording]

- Holy sh*t!

- Wow!

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- My God, why is he yelling so loud?

- Is he angry?

- I'm sorry. He yells sometimes.

I got an itch in my ear now.

Anyway, I'll just leave you here

to your church service.

We'll catch up later.

I'm spoiled, I'm sure.

Despite everything, Jorginho loved

listening to my church services.

Come on, the only thing

Jorginho listened to was

moolah.

[thunder crashes]

[Thyellen] I just can't believe you used

my church for your dirty business.

NIGHT OF THE CRIME

Thyellen, I'm feeling awful.

Oh, how convenient.

When you soiled my name

in the house of my god,

nothing at all happened to you.

But, oh, it should have!

All of them want me dead.

Yeah, well, I'd love it

if you would drop dead.

- Why, Jorginho?

- Oh God, what's happening?

- Please tell me.

- What's happening?

Could you please My medicine.

Open the drawer.

- Okay, yeah.

- Pill bottle.

- Just relax, okay? Are these the ones?

- Yeah, those right there. Two pills.

Come on, relax.

Come on.

I need water.

I shouldn't give you this medicine.

- I should let you die, old man.

- Why?

Because you want to keep putting

the church's money

into your little slush fund?

- Huh?

- You think I don't know?

[laughs]

Inventing stories to suit you, huh?

You'll answer to God.

God has nothing to do

with the mess you caused.

You want your medicine? Huh?

Because I'm about to send you to hell

to sit right next to the devil.

- [gasping]

- Huh?

- [snapping fingers]

- Thyellen?

Where were you?

You were completely zoned out.

I think you were right, Maurício.

It's better if we talk later.

- Mm-hmm. No problem.

- I'm tired.

- It's just this pregnancy, you know?

- I understand.

- I guess I'm still figuring it out.

- Okay, all right.

- Bye for now. Enjoy the service.

- Okay.

- I will see you later.

- Mm-hmm.

- Unfinished business.

- [laughs]

You know what, Charles?

There's something going on between

Grandma and Washington.

Considering the way they were dancing

at the party last night,

and how chipper they were acting

this morning,

I'd say you're right about that.

Actually, that's not what I meant.

She let something big slip out.

- What about?

- Washington.

She told me

Washington knows this garden very well.

He knows all about herbs,

especially the dangerous ones.

Today when I arrived,

he did something that was really strange.

What?

I brought in the mail,

and he attempted to grab a letter

from my hand.

So, what was weird?

I approached him

when he was leaving his room,

but he wouldn't let me go in.

He blocked the door, because I think

he must have something in there.

Washington's bedroom has got to be

the target of our next investigation.

I'm ready to check.

- Oh, hi, Washington.

- Oh, hi, Yara.

- I wanted to ask you some questions.

- Oh, well, sure. Ask away.

- Go ahead.

- Will you really answer them?

Of course, Yara. Ask me anything.

What is it?

It's actually about my dad.

Yara, perhaps we can do this

a bit later.

I've just finished up

watering the garden, you see,

so I'm a bit dirty,

and I need to go to my room

and take a shower.

It's just a couple questions.

I'll be quick.

They don't call me

the Brazilian MacGyver for nothing.

- [lock clicks]

- Ah!

Hey, man, my shirt. What is this?

Have you been avoiding me?

Have you been avoiding me?

- What do you mean, avoiding you?

- Huh?

Of course not. We're bros.

I wouldn't avoid you, man.

Have you been keeping

the statue safe, huh?

The statue? What about the statue?

Here's the thing. Listen carefully.

I'm not messing around.

Either you share that statue

with me, Raul,

or you're gonna share it

with the whole house.

It's your choice.

We are together.

[door closes]

[suspenseful music]

Washington, please just tell me.

You are honestly the only one

who can tell me about my father.

After all, unlike everyone else,

you actually did care about him, right?

- I absolutely did care, yes.

- See?

Tell me more about my father.

We'll talk more about it later.

- Please, Washington?

- Yara, I really do need to go.

Marconi Gonçalves.

Mr. Jorginho was very straightforward

and introspective.

And he always kept his promises.

That's just the way he was. Honestly.

But and Washington,

he used to talk about me?

Oh, yeah, sure, Yara. He did.

[suspenseful music]

Marconi Gonçalves.

How did I not see this?

I got you.

[Washington]

Yara, I got a lot of things to do.

[Yara] Please, Washington, wait.

[Washington]

No, Yara, that's really all I know.

[Yara] Washington,

why can't we just talk about this?

Have I mentioned

I need to take a shower?

I'm covered in dirt.

[Yara] Washington, wait!

Just let me take a shower, Yara.

- No.

- No? And why not?

You know what, Washington?

Do what you want.

You're so indecisive. Just go ahead. Jeez.

- [groans]

- Are you okay, Charles?

Yeah, my specialty is landing on my feet

like a ninja.

Sure looks like you fell gracefully.

Yara, listen, every landing

begins with a fall,

but not every fall leads to a landing.

Something for you to think about.

I have to show you

what I've just discovered.

You ready?

[Darlison humming]

[Zanina] Oh, dear God.

To those of you who prefer

to have your food delivered, be my guest.

Yeah, well, at least I won't get poison

from eating delivery.

Watch your mouth. My family's eating too.

- Oh my goodness.

- It's better to be safe than sorry.

What was that? You can say

whatever you want about Darlison,

but he'd never k*ll his family,

especially Ma.

[Darlison] That's right.

Uh, hey

Ma?

- Ma! Ma!

- Huh?

Let's spend some time together for once.

Let's set the table.

- Jeez, you guys.

- Washington, please.

Washington?

Over here. Mm-hmm.

- Wait, is the detective not coming?

- Yeah, he'll be here soon.

More Oliveira food for the Oliveiras then.

- I'm having the bobó too.

- [Bete] Oh, hold on, Washington.

Aren't you afraid we might poison you?

I'm not going to be affected by paranoia.

[Raul] Damn, Thyellen,

that's a lot of water.

Where were you, the Sahara Desert?

- [Raul laughing]

- No. Have you forgotten?

Oh, yeah, yeah. That's right.

You're very pregnant.

You were drinking

at the party last night,

but you're pregnant, Thyellen?

I barely drank. Really very little.

[Bete] Detective!

Did you come here to eat, um

some of the Oliveiras' food?

No. He came here for w*r.

Oh, I wouldn't say w*r.

But I did just win a double battle.

[suspenseful music]

[Washington] Charles, what is it?

Um, perhaps you could act less mysterious

at dinner?

[chuckles]

Well, I have distasteful news for you all.

[thunder crashes]

Oh my God!

Why did you lie to me, sir?

I did no such thing.

What is this about, Charles?

This is my favorite part

of every detective movie.

[laughs]

Who would've thought that,

after so many twists and turns

in this case,

that we would finish

with a situation so cliché?

Don't tell me the butler

is the m*rder*r.

[laughing] Of course not.

Ha!

That's because you're not the butler,

Washington.

[Darlison] Mom!

What's going on?

Should I explain it all?

[thunder rumbling]

FIVE YEARS EARLIER

There. All right? It's signed.

This mansion is definitively

yours now, okay?

Oh, Marconi, this is just a formality.

You're still going to enjoy the comfort

and convenience of your old house.

Right? Okay, now.

Just scoot, scoot, scoot.

Okay.

Much better.

Yes.

[laughs]

[sighs]

Whoo-hoo.

Voilà!

And, to show you I'm your friend,

here are your new ID papers.

Keep the old ones well hidden.

Starting now,

you are officially a new man.

[dramatic music]

I present to you Marconi Gonçalves,

the mentor and m*rder*r

of Jorginho Peixoto.

- Oh God!

- [Charles] He's been hiding

right under our noses all along.

Me and my luck with men.

Oh my God, it's terrible!

Ma, were you having a love affair

with Washington?

- Uh, Marconi?

- It wasn't a love affair.

It was just sex, you know?

[thunder crashing]

[upbeat funky music]