01x02 - Camada Sobre Camada

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What am I doing inside Lauro's telenovela?

-Oh, my God.
-Wow!

What is this joke?

-Whose idea was it, Marta?
-Hold tight.

Smile while we find out what's going on.

I'm a fan.

What's going on is that Isabel
got a copy of our episode

and she copied her own face onto Grazi's.

Just like that, Lauro? No.

It's not that simple.

Don't you know those face-swapping apps?

Yes. It's nothing like that.

That's high-end technology
or an interplanetary thing,

or voodoo.

Anyway, that's the version on air.

DESTINY'S REBOUND

With Isabel in the leading role
instead of Grazi?

Broadcasted in all of Brazil.

And God knows where else.

NEWS TV GOSSIP DESTINY'S REBOUND
Destiny's Rebound premieres with confusion

It's trending online,

with the first part of the chapter.

Is it a commercial break?

Does everything turn colorless
during the break,

until the telenovela starts again?

Denis?

Denis.

What's happening in here?

Is it over?

What did he say?

The technicians are lost.

There's a chance Isabel
hasn't hacked any of the computers.

The image was created
in the original version.

Most likely, our girl has invaded

the signal and manipulated
the image before reaching receptors.

It's so unlikely.

What's the other hypothesis?

That the Russians are involved,
that there's a conspiracy?

Isabel is working with Assange to put down
Latin America's biggest TV network?

It would be unusual.
It would benefit the bishop.

We all know how the Russians are.

How did you come up with all that?

Walter.

-You're not answering?
-What am I going to say?

Hello?

Anyone?

Is anyone there?

Will someone take me out of here?

My friend...

I can't think of anything reasonable.

What will we say?

I know this isn't Black Mirror.

But it's not The Wizard of Oz.

It's back!

Or maybe it is?

Wasn't I right? Don't you look like her?

I don't look like her.

That is me!

If a stylist from the 1980s had vomited
on me, I'd look like that.

Look at you, the world's cutest baby.

I don't have many photos
of my early childhood.

That one next to her, is that you?

No, that's my twin brother.

-Oh, Denis.
-No.

Geraldo.

-There are three of you then.
-No, I don't know who Denis is.

Oh, Denis is an actor,
he looks a lot like you, Inácio.

I'd even say he is you.

But in a Lauro's telenovela outfit.

Listen.

You said you'd help me understand
what's going on.

You're making it more confusing.

I'll explain.

My brother Geraldo and Maristela
were deeply in love,

and you're the result of that love.

An orphan. That's a classic.

A few days before your baptism,
you had an accident.

Geraldo!

Geraldo! Geraldo!

Maristela died.

You and Geraldo were never found.

I can't believe it.

That was a flashback.

Did I just experience a flashback?

Your sense of humor
is similar to Maristela's.

Let me see if I can guess the plot.

You were in love with her.

No, she was my brother's wife.

That's so Lauro Valente.

Twin brothers who love the same woman.

She marries one of them and lives
a forbidden love with the other one.

No, that's not the case.

Weren't you the one who provoked
the accident that k*lled them both?

What do you mean by that?

That maybe you sabotaged
your brother's car.

God, no!

I could never live with that guilt.

Don't worry, it's a short life.

Denis told me you die on episode 10.

Isabel.

Welcome to your true home.

What I really want to know
is if this thing here is scheduled to end.

After all I've been through,

I had no hope of getting such a big gift.

Your father was the person
I loved the most.

When Geraldo died,

a part of me left with him.

I never imagined one day
a piece of him would come back to me.

I'm not anyone's piece,
it's a matter of principle for me.

I chose not to be a piece of anyone.

Plus, I don't even have a family,
so there's some kind of mistake here.

There's no mistake. We're past that.

My dear granddaughter,

someone who has the blessing
of the destiny of inheriting

a 60-billion-dollar estimated fortune

is also someone who inherits an ordeal.

From now on,
you can't believe just anyone.

That's already the case.

I don't believe in your characterization.

This beard, this mustache
and these glasses, there's no way.

And the casting is flawed from the start.

I know you're just a little older
than Denis,

you can't be his father.

Were you ten when you had him?

Honey, I'm sorry, your work is wonderful.

The composition, the body, the voice.

That's great, but this characterization,

no one is buying it.

But they're not fake.

If you want, just try pulling it. Pull it!

Dad, as far as I know,
Isabel had a small accident,

nothing serious,
just an excess of creativity.

Isabel's absolutely right.

This style is old enough.

I'll shave the beard and the mustache.

It'll be my way of welcoming Isabel.

Am I disturbing you?

Tobias, that's my granddaughter, Isabel.

Tobias is my right hand,
you can trust him completely.

I want you to know how our factory works.

He's the best person to do it.

Here are the reports from last quarter,

the expansion plan to China,

and the summer releases.

-Don't worry, I'll help you.
-Then get me out of here.

-Copacabana Palace?
-Real life.

All of this is a telenovela.

This mansion, this family, you, Leblon.

It's a telenovela.

I don't know what you're talking about.

-I think you do.
-No.

I don't know.

I think you found out.

You found out you live
in a g*dd*mn telenovela by Lauro Valente.

And they threatened you.

Isn't that right?

What was the threat?

There was no threat. Calm down.

I don't know anything,
I didn't find anything.

Oh my, you are intense.

I like it.

Would you like anything?

A cigarette.

Romeu.

You're just like I imagined you
when I wrote you.

Do you mean I'm a character?

Yes.

In a telenovela?

The nine o'clock one.

Are you sure?

It's all very different,
Lauro ruined most of it, but...

You're just the way I created you.

I'm so ordinary, so trivial. Why would
someone create a character like me?

You are 60 years old.

You've been living here
since you were eight,

when they started training
to become a butler here

as soon as you turned 18.

You're kind of a perfect butler,

except for one little thing.

You have fits of laughter
at inappropriate moments.

And you dream of being
a fictional character.

-Would you like anything else?
-A bed.

I'm exhausted.

The guards are searching
the entire building.

We'll find Isabel,
and she'll explain what's going on.

We can't pretend we don't see
what is going on, Marta.

What?

Isabel isn't here. She's there.
She's inside Destiny's Rebound.

Producer, director...
What is this madness?

Where is Isabel?

Guys, Isabel isn't here.

That's what I said.

Have I gone mad?

Permanently, I mean.

It's possible. It's quite possible.

Sooner or later, it was going to happen.

Or have I died?

Is this hell?

Is hell a telenovela by Lauro Valente?

Anyways.

Whatever it is, the first thing I must do
is to get away from these people.

Second is going back home.

Third.

I guess once I leave
I'll quit talking to myself.

The dramaturgy is despicable.

But I love the outfit.

Maristela!

It can't be!

On the staircase, a ghost!

Maristela's ghost!

Calm down. Sit here.

Gerson, what scene is that? What was that?

I didn't do it like that.

Look at that, they're laughing at me.

Of course they are.

They like it. You're great.

I'm great?

I don't do comedy.

Now you look like a Porto Carrero.

You look nice
without that beard, that thing.

I'm sorry, I'm late.

The tennis match was tight, it ran late.

So, you are Isabel.

I came as soon as I heard. João Marcelo.

Chiara's son.

My son, practically.

Now I remember you, man.

-Do we know each other?
-We met briefly.

I find it very unlikely.

I don't remember.

Of course. It's a crazy thing I made up.

Of course not.

You don't know me,
but I've seen you at Ultralux.

I'm a worker at the factory.

You were a worker,
you'll soon be its owner.

Soon, who knows, someday.

Now I'm still a worker,
and I'm on medical leave,

so, actually,
I should be at my place, resting.

I have to go. Let's keep in touch, guys.

Take care.

What are you waiting for?
Take my granddaughter home.

Find out everything about her.

Excuse me.

We can't lose her anymore.

WE ARE PRESENTING

DESTINY'S REBOUND

It doesn't matter how she did it.

The thing is, she got
in the telenovela and had a ball!

She went over everyone, she jumped scenes,
mixed it up. She ruined the story!

-Walter will cancel the replay.
-He'll cancel me!

He'll fire me with just cause!

-It's not your fault!
-Of course it is!

If no one is responsible for it,
then I am!

And you two are accomplices!

That's what the media will say.

And speaking of media...

Hey, I found you.

I talked to the cast.

Now all that's left is talking
to the creator of all of this.

I'll be back.

That's what Walter will think.

It's a trending topic on Twitter.

Are you always this serious?

No.

After I lost my wife, after she died.

It's green, Felipe, go on.

-Felipe?
-Sorry, it's the actor that plays you.

-I meant...
-In the telenovela, of course.

And...

do you know him?

I mean, in person.

We hooked up.

Is he good?

He comes quickly,
but he makes up for it after.

Here! Laranjeiras, at last!

My God, finally!

We just have to cross the tunnel
and I'll be home.

I thought I'd never leave this telenovela.

I've never crossed this tunnel.

I see.

-You never left the south side?
-No.

Not that I recall.

Okay.

But there's always a first time.

So, let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

-It's not working.
-Oh, no.

It was too good to be true.

Okay, Lauro,

I give up.

I give up.

Why are you doing this to me?

Is it some kind of revenge?

You have no reason for that.

But I have plenty of reasons.

You played with my dreams.

You made me believe
I could write a telenovela.

But what you wanted from the start
was to steal my ideas

to write yours.

And you know what?

Congratulations, you did it!

Now...

Why would you leave me here,

stuck in a telenovela
that has absolutely nothing to do with me?

Why?

Lauro, get me out of here, please.

Please, get me out of here.

-You find it all that bad?
-Yes!

I think it's horrible.
The characters are shallow...

It's not personal.

Don't you think all I say is nonsense?

No, I don't.

Life is a great mystery, Isabel.

Maybe life is a telenovela.

And we are shallow characters

created by beings in a parallel universe,

where a faithful audience
follows our agony, our joy

and our pain.

How many millions
of spectators are, right now,

in front of the TV,
rooting for the story of the young author

who gets stuck in her own telenovela?

That's a love song.

And that means...

It means that maybe a romantic couple
is emerging now in this scene.

That's absurd.

-"Maybe"?
-Maybe.

Maybe, because for it to work,
there must be some chemistry between them.

And how do you know chemistry works?

First,

it starts raining.

And then?

-Then I think we must run.
-Why?

Because you live in a telenovela,
and I have to go back home.

Come here, come close to me

I knew that someday
One day we would find each other

By chance, an embrace, a kiss

The way you look at me

And then we wouldn't leave
each other anymore

Come here, close to me

You're the one who wrote the plot

That I've always wanted

I know that our lives
are like the craziest novela ever

But every decent novela has a happy end

A happy end

I loved running in slow motion with you.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

But this isn't Laranjeiras.

No, we came out
at the same spot we came in.

I'm crazy, but this scenic city
of yours is even more.

Thanks, Isabel.

I hadn't laughed like this in a while.

You're hilarious too.

Let's go.

It's good you're back, I must talk to you.

Denis.

Follow me.

Denis.

It's you now, right?

Look, it's just the two of us,
so you can tell me,

whatever it is.

I'm ready for it.

What is happening?

A few months ago, I started suspecting

the accident that k*lled your parents
wasn't just an accident.

Shortly after,
I started receiving threats.

I didn't feel safe, not even to tell Dad.

But after I found you, Isabel,

I realized the only person
who'd really want

to unravel this story

would be Maristela
and Geraldo's own daughter.

You.

Come here, close to me

You're the one who wrote the plot
that I've always wanted

This song again.

Oh no!

Can I rest a little, please?

A happy end

No!

No!

My love!

Inácio!

You ended up dying on the first episode,
just like in my version.