02x06 - This can't be all there is to life

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Hi.

What a surprise.

I have a favor to ask.

Gersinho's birthday party is on Sunday.

He really wants you to come.
Can you make it?

Okay. I'll talk to Ruth.

September Mornings

I'm taking this one.

And this one. How much is that gonna be?

We also need eggs to make donut holes.

Gersinho, it's your birthday,
not Cassandra's.

Sure. Okay. Will 40 cover it?

20… 30…

Yeah, this too.

I got it.

Have you decided what
you want on your birthday?

Now that your mom's rich,
you can have whatever you want.

Money.

Money? What are you gonna buy?

Whatever I want.

All right. Fair enough.

Next!

Can't do, honey.

-I promise I'll bring the rest next week.
-I'm no credit card.

-Do me a favor.
-Same deal for everyone.

Pay a fine, or find a new place to live.

-You know that.
-How much is the fine?

It'll be about… 1,200.

C'mon, the fine is 200?

Even the banks have lower interest.

Fine.

Thanks a lot.

Next!

Gersinho, if she really liked the records,
she wouldn't have sold them.

Get something for you,
a ball, a pair of shoes…

She sold them here. Yeah.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Here. Brazilian singers.

-Here.
-Oh, no.

Eighty reals for an old record?

You should get this one for 20 reals.

-Cassi's gonna love it.
-I don't think so.

Look. We're taking this one.
We want the one with "Manhãs de Setembro".

Do you have the big one?

Vanusa from '73.

It's a classic.

I sold it.

I'll sell these for 100.

It's 50 on the Internet.

Then buy them there.

You don't have a credit card,
and neither does your mom.

Come on, mister. Help him out.

-What about 80 reals? Cash.
-85.

-Deal.
-Deal.

-Do you have any change?
-No.

-Do you have 5 reals to help your buddy?
-No.

Looks like it'll be 80.

All right. Thanks.

-Need a bag?
-It's a gift.

Then here's the bag.

-Thanks.
-Thank you. Bye.

Bye.

I'm sorry about Ivana.

She parties at my place
without telling me. It sucks.

I got divorced to be with you.
To marry you.

You broke up because your marriage sucked.
Don't you like things now?

We need to make the most
of what we have now.

We can meet at your place, at my place.
During the day… Right?

We could go on vacation together.

-Vacation?
-Cassi.

We could go to Recife,

Porto de Galinhas,
have caipirinhas on a raft.

Sweetie, I can't afford bread,
how could I afford a raft

It's on me, my love.

I don't even have a swimsuit.

Aren't there sharks there?

Yeah, but not exactly there.
I'll protect you.

Then I'm gonna buy a swimsuit.

And do something about your roommate.
Things have to change.

I'm just terrible at that.

I know that.

Do you wanna a ride?

TIP JAR - THANKS!

Roberta, look at this.

These are all the tips I got?
Is this right?

Yeah, if you're a grumpy bartender.

Hey…

Wanna come to Gersinho's party?

Me, at a children's party, b*tch?

Come on, there'll be beer.

I can have beer here.

C'mon, a better argument to convince me.

Cake, coxinha… Do you need more?

No.

Oh, Roberta…

I'm nervous, you know? I'm feeling weird.

Look. He's your son.

Go. Have a piece of cake, drink your beer.
That's it.

What about the gift?

Holy sh*t, the gift. I forgot to buy it.

You should buy one.
Birthday parties are for gifts.

Then I gotta go.

Get some rest.

Rest, Roberta? Really?
I have to make ends meet.

Now I have three worries.

My bike's installment, my rent,
and the kid's present.

At 4:00 a.m.?

-The streets are bustling now.
-Only on dating apps.

Stop making fun of me, b*tch.
Bye. Have a nice day.

See you, Bê.

-Take care, all right?
-My eyes are on you, darling.

Hey.
My party starts at 3:00 p.m. tomorrow.

But if you want, you can come earlier.
Love you, bye.

-Who wants some?
-I do.

-Me too.
-Me too.

-Where's your cup, Denise?
-Here.

-Ta-da!
-Oh, man.

-Is this me?
-Yeah.

I think you'd look great
with colorful hair.

Wow, this is cool. Thanks!

Look, Mom. Grazy made this.

This is beautiful. Look, guys. So cute.

Look at that. Tarsila do Amaral.

Who's that?

I'll take you
to see her paintings at MASP.

-All right.
-She's talented. Did she take after you?

I can barely paint my nails.

It's amazing, Grazy. Beautiful.

Sign it or it won't be
worth much when you're famous.

That's true.

-It must be Cassandra.
-Thanks, Mom.

What are you doing here?

-Isn't today your birthday?
-Cassandra invited us.

-Welcome!
-Happy birthday.

Ruth, you look great! I missed you!

-I hope you like it.
-We brought cake.

Last year he didn't have one,
now he has two.

Mom, I know I don't have a dad, but…
What about a lost grandfather?

No. I'm your grandfather,
your father, your uncle…

Your mom, your sister… Everything.

These are my uncles.

Mr. Lourenço,
we've heard a lot about you.

Nice to meet you. I'm Aristides.

This is Décio, my husband.

-Nice to meet you.
-I play with Cassi.

-I'm Ruth.
-Gersinho's gorgeous grandma.

-The one who made that wonderful barreado?
-Exactly.

-It was delicious.
-Make yourselves at home.

-Thank you.
-We have food over here.

What would you like to drink?

-Thanks.
-Champagne or soda?

Has Cassandra arrived?

Not yet.

She'll be here soon.

Happy birthday to you
on this wonderful day

May you ever be happy
May you live long

Happy birthday to you
on this wonderful day

May you ever be happy
May you live long

-All or nothing for Gersinho?
-All!

-Then let's sing it!
-Yeah!

Go wild! Go wild!

It's time! It's time!

Ra-tim-bum!

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I was on my way here,
and I got a new delivery.

It's okay.

Bye, honey.

-Just got off work?
-Can you believe it?

-I do.
-Bye, Gersinho.

I'm gonna help my mom clean up.

-Okay.
-Bye.

You screwed up, Auntie.

I know, Grazy.

He'll soon forget it.

See you.

-Bye, Grazy.
-Bye.

-I screwed up, right?
-Well, you're here now.

Better late than never.

-How are you?
-Hey there.

-How are you, Cassandra?
-Hey.

Jesus Christ…

Finally, huh?

Look, Gersinho kept these for you.
He wouldn't let anyone eat them.

You f*cked up.

-Who wants more?
-I'll have some.

Cassandra.

How are you?

How do you like the donut holes?
They were hard to make.

They're a bit cold, Dad.

But they're delicious.

So…

Was he happy to see you?

We both were.

Thank you.

For inviting me and Ruth.

For allowing us to be a part of this.

Thank you.

It's important to him.

We're gonna stay
at my cousin's place in Tatuapé.

-Ari, I'm gonna open another one.
-Careful.

How about lunch tomorrow?

Great idea. Let's do it.

-Do you wanna come?
-Yeah, let's go.

Of course!

I can go on my lunch break.
We should go to Ivaldo's restaurant!

-The food is great.
-Who is Ivaldo?

It won't work, Leide. I can't go tomorrow.

-Oh, that's too bad.
-I love that place.

You gotta eat sometime.

-That's right.
-You gotta have lunch.

Cassandra, there's got to be more to life.

But I don't hold grudges.
So here's my tip…

The kitchen is the perfect place
to have peace.

And there's cold beer in the fridge.

Excuse me.

We'll pick him up from school.

You shouldn't eat fried food, Lourenço.

Are you leaving?

In a bit.

I wish you could stay more.

You want me to stay?

I'll stay.

-I'll go get something. Wait here.
-Okay.

Gersinho!

They didn't have a big version
of the white dress record. So I got this.

I wrote a dedication.

"To Cassandra, from Gersinho."

Can I ask you something?

Wanna stay at my place tonight?

Yeah.

Is that my gift?

Just half of it.

The other half is a surprise.

Okay. I'm gonna tell my mom.

Turns out the little brat isn't so bad.

-Did you like the donut holes?
-What?

Did you like the donut holes?

They were delicious.

Where are you taking me?

You're gonna meet my family today.

I hope Roberta lets you stay.
A bar isn't a place for children.

She might allow it
since it's your birthday.

-Hi.
-My goodness!

What're you doing here at this hour
with this gorgeous, underaged kid?

Today's Gersinho's birthday, guys.

-Congratulations!
-Happy birthday!

He wanted to see me sing.
Will you accompany me, Rô?

Anything for you, honey.
Being a bartender is just your side gig!

Come over, sluts. This is Gersinho!

-Cassandra's son.
-Nice to meet you, honey.

-Shall we get a cake?
-We need a cake!

Look at him. He looks like his mom.

-Stop it. He took after his godmother.
-I'll go change. Watch him for me.

Hey, don't worry.
As his godmother, I'll look after him.

Hey. Your stepfather's here.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

There are so many songs in our lives...

That are important to us.
And today's a very special day.

It's my son's birthday.

I dedicate this song to you, Gersinho.

Nice!

It's called "Mudanças".

It's a song by Vanusa, my favorite singer.

Hope you like it. Happy birthday.

Today I will change

Scavenge my drawers

Throw away feelings

And foolish resentments

Clean out the closet

Remove moths and cobwebs

And anguish from my mind

Stop suffering

For such little things

I'll no longer be a girl

And will become a woman

Today I will change

Muster all my courage

Commit to what I believe in

Unafraid to be who I am

Sing and dance out of habit

I won't have dark corners

In which to hide my secrets

Stop saying
"I have no time for the life..."

"...screaming deep inside"

I'll free myself

Today I will change

Get out of myself
And stop using just my heart

Condemn my failures no more

Undo my ties

Bind the bonds of reason

I'll fly free with all my flaws

So that I can release my rights

And not demand from life

Neither directions
Nor decisions

Today I must change

Dividing in time
and add to the wind

All the things I once dreamed of achieving

For I'm a woman like any other

With doubts and solutions

Rights and wrongs
Love and hatred

As smooth as a seagull

And fierce as a lioness

A realist and a dreamer

By nature

But independent by opinion

Because I'm a woman

With all the contradictions

And I must change

I must change

I must change

I will change

RECIPIENT NOT FOUND

Who is Aparecida Silveira?

Your grandma.

How old were you when she left?

I was four.

It was me who walled myself in
and guarded myself outside

You never tried to find her?

It was me who shielded
myself in indifference

It was me who turned an afternoon
into a time of sorrow

It was me who managed to stay and leave

I have been forgotten

It was me...

It was me who felt good
In the cold night

And in loneliness, all by myself
It was me

It was me who in spring
saw neither flowers

Nor sun

On September mornings

I want to go out
I want to speak up

I want to teach the neighbor to sing

I want to go out
I want to speak up

I want to teach the neighbor to sing

On September mornings

On September mornings

On September mornings

In the mornings…

-Good afternoon.
-Good afternoon.

Is this Aparecida Silveira's home?

Who's asking?

Her daughter.

I have been forgotten

It was me...

It was me who felt good
In the cold night

And in loneliness, all by myself
It was me

Come in.

It was me who in spring
saw neither flowers

Nor sun

On September mornings