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Good morning, sunshine.

A candle and no cake? For real?

A cake made of light and human warmth. Mother Moon's new recipe.

I helped her make it.

Hooray, Vicenza!

Happy birthday, sweetheart.

Thanks, Mom.

Eighteen orbits around the Sun.

Eighteen years old. Now you have an adult daughter.

Oh my Goddess! What was your wish?

To know who my dad is, obviously.

Oh, sweetie.

Even on your 18th birthday, you're making that same old wish?

Yes!

Doesn't it move you?

Don't you understand how much this means to me?

Of course I do, honey.

And it still doesn't move you, me wanting to know who my dad is?

Nope. Not even a little bit.

- You think you're always right, huh? - But I am!

Come on, Mom. I have the right to know.

Baby, it's not the right moment. The Moon isn't aligned with Jupiter.

You're so insensitive, you know?

Sweetie, Mommy needs to talk to you!

I have nothing to say.

You can just listen. I'll do the talking.

- I had a dream. - Here it comes.

No, I won't make you hug any goats.

Twelve goats, Mom! It was 12 goats!

Yeah, 12 goats. Anyway, I dreamt of a letter.

The letter "I" for a country.

So I thought… Iran? Iraq? Ireland? Italy?

But I know. I can feel it's India. You know I can feel this kind of stuff.

Yeah, I know, Mom. But couldn't it be, I don't know,

Israel? Iceland? Indonesia?

Nope. It is India.

I can feel something is there.

- Will you come? - Is Dad there?

No.

Then, no. Thank you.

You know what, Mom?

I think there's something for you to learn in India,

and it'll be good to take a break from each other.

Vicenza Shakti Pravananda Oxalá Sarahara Zalala da Silva.

Is this how you speak to your mother? Or of India?

Haven't I taught you we have to respect India?

India is a state of mind, a quantum consciousness.

It's here.

Inside you, inside me,

inside all of us.

Vicenza!

- Happy birthday, Vicenza. - Happy birthday.

Thank you.

- Happy birthday, Vicenza! - Happy birthday!

Thank you, girls!

- Happy birthday, Vicenza! - Gratitude!

- Happy birthday, Vicenza. - Gratitude!

Happy birthday, Vicenza!

Happy birthday, Vicenza.

- Thank you. - Happy birthday, Vicenza.

- Happy birthday, Vicenza! - Gratitude.

- Happy birthday, Vicenza. - Thank you.

Happy birthday, Vicenza!

Thank you!

I knew I would find you here!

Happy birthday, Vicenza!

I wish you many Moons! Thousands of Moons!

I brought you a gift.

Thank you, Mother Moon!

Here. It has aloe, spinach, yautía.

Everything to moisturize your hair. It's looking so dull.

So dull.

Is that you?

Yes. I'm trying to finish it, but I can't.

You have to know yourself better before making a self-portrait.

That's true, Mother Moon.

But how can I do that if I don't know who my dad is?

Can you talk to Mom?

I've talked to her a thousand times. But you know how Raion is.

She doesn't listen, even to me, when we discuss this.

Oh, Mom! Enjoy your trip!

Mom. Safe travels, okay? Take care.

Of course. Oh, honey, I'm gonna miss you so much!

Me too.

- Raion! - Huh?

Mother Moon! Get her safely to the airport, okay?

No problem. But we're late, girl! Super late!

Hold on. Just a second.

Blessed be the Moroccan angels, the shamanic healing,

the odorless Erê.

And blessed be Nature, which takes care of all that.

We are guided by Her.

Perfect.

Blessed be the lettuce sprout!

And one more thing.

If you feel the need to do something insane--

and listen well, I didn't say "want," I said "need"--

then listen to your heart.

Because if your heart, and only your heart,

compels you to insanity…

- Then do it. Have faith and do it. - Okay!

Oh, honey.

I love you so much, sweetie!

Bye!

RIO CARNIVAL 2002 SANTA TERESA BLOCO RAION AND PACO

"Santa Teresa's Troupe. Raion and Paco."

COSMIC UNIVERSE

FOR SALE

How much is it?

Three hundred. Thank you.

- A ticket to Rio de Janeiro, please. - Okay.

You can go that way.

Hey, lady!

Why are people giving me money?

What?

- Aren't you begging? - No!

Not that I don't need it…

Do you know where Santa Teresa is?

- Gratitude! - Good luck!

For real.

Amoeba's party!

- What's up? Listen, Naked Amoeba. - The party!

- In two weeks! - We're gonna have music!

Bring family, friends. You'll love it!

Excuse me. Naked Amoeba's party. It's in two weeks, okay?

We're gonna have music. I'll be playing too.

Yeah, other people will play too. Hey, guys, what's up?

Naked Amoeba's party, okay? It's in two weeks.

- We're gonna have music. - Naked Amoeba. In two weeks.

It'll be like a rave.

Yeah, we're gonna have live music!

Naked Amoeba!

- It's for our budget! - Come to the party, everybody!

Hey! Be careful, you dummy!

- Sorry. - You almost made me fall.

- I know. Sorry. - Be careful.

Jeez, what are you looking at?

Nothing.

- Hello. - Hey.

- Where is this address? - It's here.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

PACO'S STUDIO

Yes? What do you want so early in the morning?

It's 2:15 p.m.

Good afternoon!

Whoa. She's a hugger.

I'm looking for Paco.

Paco? Is it about classes?

- Yes! It's about classes! - Great. Come on in.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Wait! Hang on, not so fast.

Paco!

Paco!

Why are you yelling, Josie?

It's Jade. Ja-de.

Jade.

That girl wants to talk to you.

- Who is she? - I have no idea.

- Hello. How are you? - Hey, Paco.

I'm here to talk about classes.

Today is Saturday.

- Today is Saturday. - I came a long way to meet you.

Look, you can come back on Monday, and we'll talk, okay?

Paco, I screwed up. Come here quickly.

Just a minute. He'll be right with you, okay?

Sorry for butting in, but you haven't sold a painting in a while.

These classes have been helping you pay the bills.

Let me tell you a secret. I don't like to teach.

I hate push-ups, but I do them. That's how it works.

Go talk to her.

Go. Move.

- You said you came a long way? - Ten hours on a bus.

I'm making an exception for you.

Just give me a minute to freshen up.

Vicenza!

My name is Vicenza.

It's the mix of "Vicente" and "Zana," my maternal grandparents.

Don't touch that.

Don't touch that, okay?

Tell me, why do you want to take classes?

It's because I'm having trouble with my self-portrait.

- I think I have art block. - Welcome to the club.

I haven't painted anything in five years.

- Really? - Yes.

But it's normal.

Let me tell you, I don't have enough patience to teach.

So I handpick my students, the ones I think are worthy.

Do you have anything to show me?

No, but I can draw you a sketch.

- No, there's no need. - No big deal.

Hey, there's no need.

Look…

You don't need to, okay?

Is that me?

Right. So come back on Monday.

Okay? Come on. I'll walk you to the door.

Paco?

I'm Raion's daughter.

Raion's?

Raion's daughter?

No way!

Do you remember this Carnival?

I do.

Of course I do.

- You were 30 years old, right? - Yeah.

I think I was 30.

And now you're 48?

Yes, but I don't look 48, right? People say I look 40.

Raion…

It must be the beard.

People lie, Paco.

What about Raion?

Is she still living in that village? The Namaste?

Cosmic Universe.

Cool.

I may be your daughter, Paco.

Paco.

Look, I can't wait for you, okay? I'm heading out.

Bye, cutie.

- Bye. - Bye.

Call me, okay? Never mind, I'll call you.

Are you going to remain silent?

I just wanna know if I should grab some water, tea…

No, I…

Well…

Raion never said anything. She never reached out…

Can I talk to her?

She's in India, out of reach.

- I see. - Do you want something?

- Are you okay? - Huh? A pillow.

- What? - A pillow. Just a pillow.

Okay.

I'm going out.

- Where to? - I don't know.

Can I go with you?

Where's your mother, again?

I don't know.

- What about you? Where are you staying? - Nowhere.

God, it gets worse. Come, I'll take you to a place nearby.

But my bag, Paco!

I'll grab it!

I'll grab it! Done!

- Let's go! - Calm down!

Breathe.

I just wanted to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Ready?

Let's go.

Come.

Let's go.

- Arthur! - Hey!

I'm here!

Hey, Arthur. You good?

- Yes. - Yeah?

- This is… - Vicenza.

Vicenza, Arthur.

- Arthur, Vicenza. - How are you?

Vicenza needs our help. Do you have a room?

Any room available? I can pay you later.

Vicenza?

- Take my number. - I didn't bring my phone.

- What? - I don't use it much. I didn't bring it.

She doesn't use her phone.

Right. If anything happens, call me.

Okay? Arthur knows how to find me. Bye.

Look, don't worry. He's always like that.

Welcome.

- Thanks. - Come, I'll show you to your room.

Coming!

- Is it Monday already? - No.

I came to see if you wanted me to make you breakfast.

We can get to know each other.

Here. You'll feel better.

Sheesh, you're trying to kill me.

Trust me. It's good for you.

This juice is good for headaches, stomachaches, stress--

Fine. If I drink it, will you be quiet?

- Quiet. - Okay.

Before I forget…

I got a phone for you.

It's my old phone.

Okay?

If you want to talk to me, just give me a call.

- Do you know how to use it? - Yes.

But this one is better than mine.

I get it. You want to sleep, so you want me to go.

Yes. Could you?

Great.

- We can talk later, okay? - Okay.

Perfect.

The juice!

You're welcome.

For what?

What do you mean by that?

Did I say you could go through my stuff?

Did I?

Sorry, I--

What did you do to my house? What's all this? Look at my table!

- Weren't you leaving? - Paco, I just wanted to help.

Did I ask for your help?

No, but I thought that mess was blocking your inspiration.

Blocking my inspiration?

Now the energy will flow. The creativity will come back! You'll see!

I'll show you how I get energy to flow.

Get out!

Get out!

We'll fine-tune it until the party. Thanks, guys.

Today was great, huh?

- Hey! - You weren't here earlier, were you?

No. And you're the new guest?

Cool!

- Already wearing your Carnival costume! - No.

No? Sorry.

I'm not used to talking to the opposite sex.

Especially when they're pretty, right? I mean, no.

Yes, you are. Not that you're not pretty. You are beautiful, actually.

I'm Arthur's grandson. Arthur is my grandfather.

If I'm his grandson, he's obviously… Nice to meet you. I'm Cadu.

Vicenza.

How can I help you, Vicenza? Do you need anything?

Hey, Cadu. I've chosen my instrument for the troupe. A tuba.

Cool, but I'm in the middle of a conversation.

You can listen too. Check this out.

It sounds clogged, but I'll fix it.

So? What do you think?

- Why not pick something easier? - Why? You didn't like it?

- I did! - Really?

Who's the weirdo in the costume?

First, my name is Vicenza. Second, this is not a costume.

And third,

you suck at playing the tuba.

You're like the worst tuba player I've ever heard.

And I don't understand why someone would lie to you about that.

So, Vicenza, I'm gonna go, okay?

If you want to get my number from Cadu, princess,

I can give you tuba lessons.

Right.

Cadu, give her my number, okay? Thanks.

Let me tell you something serious. Cadu, hear me out.

This thing of yours, of always telling the truth,

it's rare nowadays, okay? It's like a gift.

When you have a gift, share it with the world.

If you don't, you know what happens, right?

- What? - Bad things! Life snakes! Sorry.

Thanks. Big Nose, give me your drum so I can beat on it!

"Life snakes" means "life makes you pay."

That's Nando for you. Such a character.

- You complimented me. You're handsome too. - Me?

Thanks. No girl has ever said that to me.

- Really? - Yes.

I wish that was caught on camera because nobody will believe me.

Yo, weirdo.

You're all chummy with my brother, but Paco is dead broke.

How will he pay for your lodging?

What is this? Is this how you talk to people?

She's right. I don't wanna stay here at Paco's expense.

But that doesn't justify your behavior. Shall we try again?

Betina, this is Vicenza. Vicenza, this is my sister Betina.

- Where's the money? - She's the treasurer.

- Have you noticed? - Yeah.

Look, I don't have money right now, but I can find another way to pay.

I can teach yoga, for example.

I can also fix stuff, clean, paint--

- Do you know how to sew? - I'm great at it.

Wonderful! She can sew our banner!

Okay, and she can fix the sink.

No need for that. You know that's impossible, Betina.

Nothing is impossible for Vicenza.

Show me the sink.

- How long have you lived here? - Since my parents died.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, don't worry.

Come to think of it, ten years is a long time,

living with my grandpa and sister.

- What about your grandma? - My grandma…

- I haven't seen her in five, six years. - Oh, wow.

No need for "Oh, wow." She wanted to leave.

She left my grandpa in debt,

stole money from the troupe, and he's never gotten over that.

So he fills up the place with guests and classes

as a way to pay the bills and to keep his mind busy, right?

Exactly. And that's why Betina and I want to revive the troupe.

To see if it'll cheer him up or something.

But we're trying to make it more current.

We don't want to do samba or marchinha.

Betina thinks it's old-fashioned. Everybody does it like that.

We want to try something new, with some electronic music.

I know, I don't like the idea either, but I was outvoted.

We'll even throw a rave to raise money.

- It's gonna be cool. - What's up, Cadu?

- Lucinha! How are you? You good? - I've missed you!

Lucinha, this is Vicenza. Vicenza, Lucinha.

- Hi. - How are you?

She's staying here with us.

Wow, is there going to be a costume party?

No, these are just my clothes.

You're so cute.

You're a real hippie, huh?

You and Cadu are dating, huh?

No, Lucinha. It's not like that. She--

Hush! Just be grateful, okay? This guy here can't even catch a cold.

So seeing Little Cadu with someone is a miracle.

It's a sign that things work out when we have enough faith.

- Hallelujah, my Lord! - What rave has no lighting?

No! Of course not!

No, I don't care! I need more lights, period!

Hey, Betina. Look what I made.

Oh, it's looking good!

- I like it. - Thanks.

- Did you make it? - Yeah.

That's looking so nice!

Vicenza.

Someone wants to see you.

Can we talk for a bit?

You have every reason to be mad at me.

I'm glad you know that.

Yeah…

I shouldn't have talked to you like that. Never.

Not that this justifies how rude I was,

not even in the slightest, of course, but my life isn't,

like, it isn't great right now.

Actually, it's pretty bad.

I feel very frustrated, very angry.

I haven't felt inspired for a long time. I'm broke.

I don't have anything.

So I think I ended up

lashing out at you with my temper.

Sorry.

I have to apologize as well.

I shouldn't have barged into your home.

Yeah, it even told me it misses you.

My home.

But seriously, will you forgive me?

Sure.

I'd like to start over from scratch.

We pretend nothing happened

and just start over.

- Do you wanna go for a stroll? - A stroll?

- Yeah! - How cute! Okay, let's go.

Yeah? Go grab your swimsuit.

Okay.

- Your mother is a very special woman. - I know.

Very special.

I remember her well. She came to Santa Teresa for a retreat

and stayed through Carnival.

We didn't date for long. We hung out for, like, three weeks.

Not even a month.

She loved this place I'm taking you to now.

I think you'll love it too.

The water is great!

So, tell me, what are you planning to do

about me possibly being your dad?

I told you. I just want to get to know you.

- But that's what we're doing, right? - Yes.

That's why I brought you here.

- Do you have any kids? - No.

- I've never wanted any. - Why?

Raising a child is a serious thing. It's complicated.

I've never thought I had what it takes to be a father.

I've never thought I was responsible enough

to raise someone.

But it's responsible of you to think of that.

It's crazy, isn't it? Fate giving you a daughter out of nowhere.

It's very crazy.

But I'm really enjoying it.

Seriously.

I've always dreamed about eating a burger and drinking soda.

How come? Have you never had one?

I've never eaten meat.

Why didn't you tell me? We could've gone somewhere else.

I really wanted to try

your favorite burger.

And you talked about it with so much joy,

I didn't want to disappoint you.

- Is it good? - It tastes like feet.

But it's good.

Listen. After this, I'll take you to see the statue of Drummond.

Do you know where it is? In Copacabana, near Posto Seis…

Are you okay?

No! But I will be!

Vicenza?

Vicenza?

Are you-- Is everything okay?

No!

I really don't have anything. Water, expired yogurt, eggs, and soda.

There's really nothing to make tea?

- Yeah. - Peppermint?

Lemon balm? Chamomile? Ginger?

- Keep talking. - About tea?

Yeah.

Fennel?

Boldo? Lemongrass? Hibiscus?

Are you going to paint?

Keep talking.

Mulungu.

Guaçatonga.

Espinheira santa.

- Star anise. - Star anise.

Here.

See how tidying up the house helped?

You think that tidying up the house is what helped me?

Let's paint together.

I've never painted with someone.

Neither have I.

Shall we?

- Let's do this. - Let's do it.

- It's beautiful. - Yeah.

And do you have a boyfriend at Cosmic Universe?

A girlfriend?

A partner?

- No? - Let's continue painting.

Okay.

Cadu!

Hey. What happened?

I found something that can change my life.

Do you know this man?

Of course I do!

It's Giovanne. He used to come over all the time.

I mean, he's been gone for a long time now.

But he and Paco were really close friends.

Do you remember his last name?

It was an Italian surname.

Pavaro… No, not Pavarotti.

It starts with B…

- Benizatto! - Benizatto.

"Giovanne Benizatto, two 'T's," as he used to say.

And you never heard from him again?

It's been a while.

Someone once told me he was working

in the financial market, dealing with stocks and stuff.

So, he might work at Leader Bank?

Yes. Maybe he's the owner.

So that's it. I found him.

I found out where he works.

- Can you take me there? - Sure.

Thank you, Grandpa.

- Take care. - Thanks.

Vicenza, can I ask why it is so important for you to meet this Giovanne?

Because he could be my father.

I could have sworn Paco was my father.

Hold on. Paco?

So, I found a picture that my mother had been keeping

since Carnival 2002, of her and Paco.

That's why I came here.

Then I found out Giovanne was also with my mom

during the same Carnival.

And in the picture from the troupe, they were kissing!

In the picture of my mom and Paco, they're just hugging.

I have to meet him, Cadu.

You will meet him. I promise I'll help you, okay?

It'll be an honor.

Have you thought about how you're gonna get in?

Huh? Can't I simply go in?

No, there's security and--

Cadu, I'm following my heart. Relax.

When I do this, things work out for me.

Always. In a very crazy way.

Nothing can go wrong now.

Sure.

Good morning. Name, please.

Vicenza Shakti Pravananda Sarahara Oxalá Zalala da Silva.

Silva. Okay.

Where are you going?

I'm heading to Leader Bank.

Okay, which floor?

I don't know.

You don't? How will I tell them you're here?

Could you not tell them?

That is what I'm paid for.

Ma'am, the person I came to see doesn't know I exist,

and I didn't know about his existence either.

- Do you understand? - No.

I came here to meet my father.

- What's his name? - Giovanne Benizatto.

Do you know him?

I don't.

But you are going to!

- Let's take a photo. - With me?

No, look here.

Done.

Good luck. Tenth floor, room 1002.

- Gratitude. - Gratitude for you too!

Can I help you?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Going up.

Tenth!

Tenth!

First floor.

Tenth!

Tenth.

Going up.

Wow, so cool. This box can fly.

Yes?

- Hi. I'm looking for Giovanne Benizatto. - Right there.

I know. I understand.

Lower your voice when talking to me. I told you you could lose money.

Lower your voice when talking to me!

- Can I help you? Looking for someone? - You.

- Me? And who are you? - Vicenza.

I'm Raion's daughter.

Raion?

I haven't heard from your mom in ages.

Have a seat.

And how is she?

Oh, she's great. So, I came here because--

You're in a bad financial situation, and you came to ask for advice.

Listen, you know I charge a small fortune to do this,

but for you, I'll do it for free.

For Raion.

You know I had a fling with your mother, right?

- Oh, wow. - Let's start.

What's your name, cutie?

It's Vicenza Shakti Pravananda Oxalá Sarahara Zalala da Silva.

Silva.

Mother's name. Raion…

- Silva. - Silva.

Father's name?

I don't have a father.

Okay.

Date of birth?

November 8th, 2002.

The same year you met my mom.

You could be my daughter, huh?

Could you be my daughter?

- Is that why you're here? - Yeah.

- Daughter? - Daughter.

- Daughter. - Daughter.

Daughter!

I think we need to talk, right?

Do you want to eat something? Are you hungry?

I'm always hungry.

But I don't want to eat at a restaurant. A homemade meal would be great.

I know exactly where to take you. Come.

Taxi!

Hi!

Wow!

Can you help me?

- Yes. - Here.

Funny. My stepsons never cooked with me.

I mean, ex-stepsons.

And have you ever invited them to cook with you?

Yeah.

I mean, I think so.

Got it.

Careful.

How many stepsons do you have?

Two. Guilherme and Rael.

Are they nice?

They're the coolest little guys I know.

- How long have you been divorced? - Two years.

- Are you still friends with their mother? - Marta?

Yes! Marta is

my very good friend.

Thanks.

Hey, don't you think it's crazy for us to come all the way to India

to watch a guy in Los Angeles on a Skype call?

He's not here in this infernal heat.

With these flies.

And we can't even kill the flies. It's not spiritually evolved to kill them.

Why did you take this long to come looking for me?

I was only able to run away now when my mom went to India.

What do you mean, run away?

Run away? Your mother doesn't know you're here?

Relax.

I came here following my heart. It's all right.

No, it's not all right. We're gonna call your mom now!

There's no way. She's out of reach.

Did you have to run away?

Raion didn't want you to meet me?

Actually, she didn't want to talk about you or anyone.

She would say, "It's not the time for you to meet your father."

- But it was never the time! - I see.

And you've grown tired of not knowing who your father is?

Very tired.

Well…

Do you want more tea?

No, thank you. Actually, I think it's getting late.

- I have to go. - No, stay a little more.

It's raining.

Where are you staying?

At the headquarters of a troupe in Santa Teresa.

- The Naked Amoeba. Do you know it? - Wow.

I haven't been there in forever.

How about this?

You sleep here tonight, in Rael's bedroom,

and tomorrow morning, before I go to work, I'll take you there.

What the hell is this?

- Huh? What is this? - Hold on. I can explain.

You better explain, Giovanne.

It's not every day we come to your house,

and Rael finds Sleeping Beauty in his bed!

Well, this is Vicenza.

She might be my daughter.

What, Giovanne?

Your daughter, Giovanne? She may be your daughter?

- Daughter? - Relax!

- How can she be your daughter, Giovanne? - I'll explain outside.

Stop yelling!

- I can't believe it! - Are you going to live here?

Do you play Fortnite? Or FIFA?

Are you good at math?

No, I'm not gonna live here.

I don't know these video games.

And I'm great at math.

Don't disrespect me in front of the kids!

- Stop yelling, Marta! - You let a stranger inside the house!

Are you crazy?

Crazy? I talked to her!

Boys, I need to be alone for a bit to get changed. Can you excuse me?

- Of course. - Yeah.

Thank you.

Giovanne, wake up!

Have you thought about the money you have in the bank?

- What about it? - Giovanne!

It's obvious this girl is just thinking about your money!

Stop! Lower your voice!

I'm not going to! I'm out of--

Giovanne! You're irresponsible!

I don't regret divorcing you at all!

I don't regret it either!

I couldn't stay there with that woman accusing me.

Vicenza, I don't know why you care.

Little does she know you're an angel.

- Me? An angel? Really? - Yeah.

The most beautiful angel of all.

It's Paco. He wants to take me somewhere.

Are you gonna mention Giovanne?

Oh, Cadu. I don't know.

I don't want to hurt him.

I'm sure if I tell him, he'll be sad.

And I don't want to be the person that makes Paco sad.

But what about Giovanne? Are you going to mention Paco?

He's so cool.

Cadu, help me. I don't know what to do.

I think you should tell them the truth.

You're crazy, right, Cadu?

- Were you listening? - Betina.

Okay, I was listening. I love gossip. I can't resist.

If I were you, I wouldn't tell them.

But I hate to lie. I don't even know how to.

Oh, honey. Look.

First, you're not gonna lie. You'll just hide the truth.

And second, why would you risk everything you have with both of them?

Here.

I want to apologize. For Marta, for me.

- I never imagined that-- - It's fine.

Sometimes we say things without thinking, right?

Yeah.

But do you forgive me?

I forgive you.

Where are the boys?

Oh, I asked them to come next week.

I needed to be alone.

My head is all over the place with this "possible daughter" thing.

You have to bring it!

You're breathing right, huh, Mr. Paco! You've learned!

I have a very good teacher. I'll give you her number later.

Smells great. Give it a try.

Vi, I'm sorry to ask, but are you not telling Paco or Giovanne?

I can't, Cadu. I don't want to hurt them.

I see. And what does your heart tell you? Don't you always listen to it?

Sometimes my heart is sure it's Paco,

but then it thinks it's Giovanne.

Then why don't you take a DNA test?

That will settle it. You know what that is, right?

Of course I do, Cadu!

I'm not an idiot. But doesn't it cost a fortune?

No. Not anymore.

It did in the past. But today it's pretty cheap.

Anyone can do it. I think there's a website.

No, it's an app. No, a website.

You gather information, look.

You just need to collect a few things, like blood, saliva, hair…

See? Just… Vi!

Vi! Careful!

- When you get to the top, jump. - Jump?

No, not this way, there.

When you get there, you jump. Wait, I'll help you. Hold on.

- I'm nearly there. - Yeah.

Jump. Yeah.

- Oh, so cool! - Sorry.

- Vi! - There's another one!

Vicenza, hold on.

Vi. Calm down, I know.

It's an escalator. It's something new. Look, I found the website.

It says here you just need a sample of blood, hair, or saliva,

and then you can figure out who's your father.

Vicenza, no. Enough escalators.

Yeah. And everything's healthy.

- I see. - Thank you.

Thank you.

You can use this straw. It's eco-friendly.

Okay. Let's do this.

Here, Cadu. Everything we need for the DNA test.

Okay. I'll take care of it for you.

Thank you.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

I don't know what I'm gonna do when you go home.

You're the most special girl I've ever met.

Little brother, we desperately need to promote the rave.

The ticket sales are terrible, and we need money for the street parade.

Let's print flyers and hand them out.

- Great. - Yeah.

Let's go.

My daughter's gone!

Do you understand what I'm saying? My daughter's gone!

Guys, how insensitive! I expected more from you!

What is this?

How do you expect me to be zen facing this situation? How horrible!

Hey!

- Hey. - Look what I brought.

I'll make a super juice.

For you.

It looks beautiful.

Thank you.

Check it out.

Amoeba Troupe's party. Wanna go?

Really? Do you want to go?

Why not? Am I too old?

Of course not, Paco.

- Use a little more orange. - Leave it to me.

Hey. There will be a party at your place, and you didn't even invite me?

Giovanne, how would I know you like electronic music?

I don't. But I'd love to see the troupe again.

Especially with you.

Wanna go?

Yeah! Let's go!

I bought a ticket.

You guys, I need your help.

I'll try to summarize, okay?

Listen, I never had a father.

Oh, poor girl!

But now I have two.

Wow, life is good!

I love them both. They're really cool.

They even know each other.

But neither can know the other could also be my dad.

And both are coming to our party.

Holy cow, you are screwed!

- Lucinha, girl, you're not helping. - Sorry. I feel for her.

- Right. What can we do to keep them apart? - I know!

Why don't we have a costume rave party?

Like rave meets Carnival?

That's genius!

Well done!

We'll leave a chest with costumes at the entrance

so people who don't have them can pick one up there.

- So there's no excuse. - Yeah! Masks, noses, wigs…

It'll make it harder for them to recognize each other.

You rock, Lucinha.

Yeah, for me to put it there.

Hold on, bro. Don't put the tuba here.

- I'm practicing! - Practicing? You can't even play!

For Christ's sake.

Betina, help me out here! Come help me, please!

Cadu is taking away the tuba! I was practicing…

That one looks weird.

Guys, the party is packed! You'll put the troupe in the streets!

We'll put the troupe in the streets!

I told you it would work, guys!

Betina, come here!

I'm coming. Hold on!

- I need to show you something. - Wait.

Vicenza!

I couldn't wait to see you. I have news.

Really? Tell me!

My art dealer told me we closed a deal with an exhibit

of my latest works in New York.

- No way! - Yeah!

That's awesome!

I'd like to thank you. You inspired me to start painting again.

Don't worry. It was nothing. Congratulations, Da-- Paco!

- You're coming with me, right? - To New York?

It wouldn't make sense for me to go alone.

Of course I'll go! When are you going?

February 9th.

- Is everything okay? - The Amoeba's parade is on the 9th.

And I helped with the flyers,

I sewed the banner, I helped with the party.

I'm doing everything so the troupe gets to parade, you know?

Of course.

Of course. You're happy. You helped to organize everything,

so you're happy.

- Are we good? - Sure.

We're good. If you're happy, I'm happy too.

Thank you.

Paco, I have something to take care of.

Hang out and enjoy the party. I'll be right back, okay?

Hi, Paco!

Hi, Luana!

It's Lucinha, Paco! Damn!

Vicenza! You look so good!

Thank you, Giovanne!

- You too. - So, did you like it?

- How about we improve it a little? - Yeah?

- This one? - Yes.

Let's see.

Oh my God. I think it's too much.

So? What do you think? Look.

- Am I killing it or what? - Gorgeous!

I look like someone who's taking his stepsons to Disneyland for the first time.

- That's amazing news! - Do you want to come with us?

- To Disneyland? Really? - Yeah!

Oh my God! Of course! Wow!

- When are you going? - February 9th.

- Nando! - Hey, Vicenza. You scared me.

Nando, this is Giovanne.

My friend.

Giovanne, this is Nando. He's our--

I'm the troupe's general musician.

- I play all the instruments. - Yeah.

- Giovanne loves music. - Do I?

- Do you like music? - I do, but…

Play for him.

You know our master, right? The master! That one…

- That sure is the master. - A classic, isn't it?

The party is packed, huh?

The party is amazing! I'm loving it!

Hey!

Hey!

- What's up? - All good?

- Yeah. - Yay.

I want a drink, please.

It's for Betina! Thanks. It's for Betina.

I'm watching you!

- Okay. - Be good!

Arthur!

Paco!

You look beautiful!

Hey, what's up?

- Hi, Vicenza! - Hi.

See you.

Thank you.

So, do you want a drink?

Well, Vicenza, the thing is, I'm driving and can't drink.

I think I'm gonna get water at the bar.

Hello. A sparkling water.

No, have a green juice.

Green juice? Are you sure?

I will be right back, okay?

- Okay. - Right.

Giovanne?

Arthur!

Oh my God! It's been so long!

The Great Arthur!

It's good to see you.

- It's great to see you. - I'll be right back, okay?

Behave yourself.

Hello? I want it now!

Hello?

Hey, girl. Have you seen Paco?

No. Why?

Oh my God.

Cadu. I'm tired of all this.

Well, then why don't you come clean?

Right when the test results are coming out?

Vicenza?

Vicenza. I'm leaving, okay?

Okay.

Good job. Everything was fantastic.

Thank you.

You're welcome. It was really great.

- Get inside. It's getting cold. - But it's hot.

No, it's cold.

You better get inside.

Put on something to cover your shoulders and neck too.

- Okay? - Okay.

Fine, then. Just get inside, okay?

- Okay. - But you're still outside!

You should get inside!

It's so windy out here. You're going to catch a cold!

You'll be in bed for three or four days!

- Bye, Paco! - Thank you, Paco!

Bye!

Vicenza.

I'm going home. I have to wake up early for work.

I loved it.

- Bye. - Bye.

Oh, Cadu! It all worked out!

I've never kissed before.

And I've never kissed someone I had such strong feelings for.

So our first kiss should be in a special place.

Yeah.

- Can Betina lend us her car? - She already did.

- Shall we? - Let's go.

Hey!

What the hell?

Hey!

Didn't you see me?

Are you insane?

You're the insane one! Almost ran me over!

Paco?

Giovanne?

Dude, it's been so long!

Yeah, it's been a while!

Dude! Are things going well?

Yeah. Well, things almost went badly.

- But yeah. - That's a big gulp.

Get in. I'll drive you home.

I'll get in, but I'm not going home.

We're going to an after-party!

My man. Behave yourself, okay?

Nice car.

Listen, thanks for not taking me home.

Let's go for a swim. Still scared of cold water?

Scared? Me? Please.

I'm terrified of it!

- It's so good to see you, man. - Totally.

Let's go for a swim.

What's wrong?

No, it's just the green juice I had at the party.

I have a great story to tell you. You won't believe it.

Go ahead, tell me.

I'll tell you in a bit.

- Isn't this place beautiful, Cadu? - It is.

But you know what is even more beautiful? You.

Hey!

Take your hands off my daughter! Take your hands off her.

Daughter? What daughter? She's my daughter!

- Buzz off, kid. - Excuse me?

Your daughter? What's this, Vicenza?

Calm down! I can explain!

How did you two meet?

Shut up!

I never knew who my father was,

then suddenly I had two.

Two dads?

What do you mean?

In the Naked Amoeba's archive, I found photos of you two with Mom.

So you went looking for Giovanne?

- He could be my dad too! - Why didn't you tell me about Paco?

- I didn't want to hurt you! - Hurt?

Hurt? Come on, Vicenza.

- You were misleading us? - Yes.

No!

She was trying--

Shut up!

Look. honestly,

I think she must be your daughter.

She's selfish, just like you.

And I think she's your daughter.

Insensitive.

Manipulative.

I introduced your mother to him!

- You never hooked up! - You know nothing!

- Guys, stop! Please! - Shut up!

- You're leaving, huh, Paco? - Whatever.

- You never grew up, did you? - No, I didn't.

Calm down, Vi.

- Cadu. - Calm down.

I love them so much!

Now I've lost both of them.

No, you haven't. They love you too.

Dammit, I told you this was not going to end well.

- Cadu, go away. - No, Vicenza. Why--

I have to be by myself. Go away, please.

Vicenza.

Ju!

What?

I'm going home.

Vicenza?

Vicenza, where were you? Why haven't you answered my calls?

I don't wanna talk.

I was super worried, and this is how you treat me?

You think I owe you anything, Cadu?

Yeah, I think you do.

Do you know how my mind is right now?

Do you know how it feels to have never had a father,

finding one,

then finding another one and immediately losing them both?

And have it all be your fault? Do you?

No, you don't.

- Vicenza. - Cadu.

Don't go.

Give her some time.

She needs to be alone.

You can talk tomorrow.

If I have to I will take a boat

I will row for six months like a fish Just to see you

There's no sea large enough

To scare me To make me give up on you

If I have to I will build a machine

Faster than doubt More sudden than a tear

I will travel at full power And in a moment of pain from missing you

I will be there to tell you That I came to see you

I want to share

I want to share the good life with you

I want to share

I want to share the good life with you

Vicenza, I…

What's going on?

Where are you going?

- I'm leaving. I don't belong here. - What?

My mother was right, Cadu. I wasn't supposed to meet my dad.

Are you sure?

Are those the results?

Vicenza…

My bad. Something is going on downstairs. You have visitors.

What's up, Cadu? See ya.

Mom?

Oh, sweetheart!

I missed you. Are you okay?

Yeah, I am.

Mother Moon!

Hi, everybody!

Mom, how did you find me?

I'm a mother.

I got home, and Paco's picture was gone.

I figured it all out and came to look for him.

Exactly. That's where I came in.

I was walking outside. I even mistook her for you.

When I saw it, it all made sense.

Everyone's wearing costumes. Check out Vicenza's troupe!

That's exactly what happened. But our cute moment is over now.

Vicenza, how dare you run away? That was insane!

Sorry. I know I shouldn't have.

Owning up to your mistakes is a beautiful sign of maturity, honey.

And Mommy has made mistakes too.

In India, I realized that I'm not that esoteric.

And, even though I'm your mother, I can't control your life

the way I would like to control it, unfortunately.

I learned that from the flies.

The flies?

Sweetie, there were so many flies everywhere.

And you couldn't even swat at them.

So, what did I learn?

That you can control yourself. But other people?

That's impossible.

If someone wants to kill a bunch of flies, they will.

I'll be forever grateful to the flies

for showing me that, contrary to what I've always said,

you have every right to meet your dad.

What is that?

It's the DNA test I did with Paco and Giovanne.

Giovanne too?

Yeah, I went looking for him too.

Oh, sweetie…

You guys!

We're screwed!

- What? - The stage bus has caught on fire!

Did anyone get hurt?

No one got hurt, but everything was on it.

- Including the money. - But how did that happen?

It seems the stage bus I rented couldn't handle that many lights.

Dammit, Betina.

Hey!

Everything happens for a reason. Right, Mother Moon?

- Mother Moon? - What?

Of course! Completely!

- I agree with you. - Right?

We have to change the energy here.

Everybody, let's…

I know!

The fire was a sign.

Sorry, Betina, but the fire is a sign

that the Naked Amoeba should parade like in the past.

With samba and marchinha.

With instruments and singing, nothing else.

Yeah, that sure looks like the Amoeba. An old-fashioned Carnival.

I don't know what I was thinking, trying something new.

It's fine, honey.

Listen, I know everyone's a bit shaken with all that just happened,

but Vicenza is right.

This will make us party like back in the day!

You.

Call every percussion student we have.

I got it. The teachers, too, right?

Call everybody. Yeah.

We're going to parade in the streets like in the old days!

Rejoice, everybody!

Hooray for the Naked Amoeba!

- Hooray! - Hooray!

It's going to be fantastic!

You bet.

Just like you.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Arthur. Thank you.

Mother Moon.

Mother Moon.

But you can call me

Moon.

When we get to New York, Village News will interview you.

Folha will want to talk to you, but it can be through e-mail or text.

At night, there's no other way…

Let's go to Disneyland!

- Yay. - Yay.

- Good morning, Giovanne. - Good morning.

Take care of the kids, please.

Leave it to me.

Yay!

Hey, everybody! Attention, please!

I just talked to Ivete, and it's confirmed now!

She's really not coming!

But I'm here! Let's party, people! Come on!

- I lost my shoe! - For the love of God, Guilherme!

Where's your shoe?

- Here, Betina. - Oh, thank you.

I think there's something wrong with the speaker. Can you check?

Of course. We'll fix it. Thanks.

Vicenza!

No way!

What are you doing here?

I couldn't miss your first Carnival.

- What about the exhibit? - I'll do it later.

How wonderful! I thought you'd never want to see me again.

Nah, that's how families are.

Families fight, argue, but we make up.

Vicenza!

Did you forgive me too?

Of course.

What about Disneyland?

Well, it appears

they both hate Disney and love you.

It doesn't make sense to go anywhere without you.

You guys,

I love you both.

So much.

But I had to find out which one of you is my real dad.

So I had a DNA test, and now I know.

Can you close your eyes for a bit?

Because I have to do something. It's important.

Okay.

Please.

Wow, my heart is racing like crazy.

Yeah, mine too.

Close your eyes.

Are you trying to kill us with the suspense?

Calm down. You both will like it.

Paco, you can't peek.

What's this?

Stay still. There.

When I say go,

both of you open your eyes at the same time

and read the note on the other's forehead. Okay?

All right.

Three,

two,

one, go!

"Do you want to be Vicenza's father?"

- What? I don't get it. - Yeah, me neither.

Neither of you is my dad.

Sorry, I don't follow.

Guys, that's a good thing for me.

The relationship I have with you is much stronger than any blood ties.

A real father wants to be with his kid.

Look where you are, on such an important day for you both.

What I want to have with you…

is real.

I love you, Dad.

I love you, Dad.

Do you want to be my dad?

Do you want to be my dad?

Do you accept being my dads?

I already see myself as your dad.

It'll be an honor.

So cute, you three together!

- Mom! - What's going on?

- Raion! - Hi, Paco.

Hi, Giovanne.

Hi, Raion. Weren't you in India?

Yeah.

I came back to talk to this girl, who won't keep still.

Honey.

Here. Everything you've always wanted to know.

The name, the address, and the phone number of your father.

He never wanted to hear from you,

but I can no longer keep you from knowing him.

I already have a dad.

Two dads.

Vi! Hey, everybody. We are about to parade. Let's go.

Let's go.

Come on!

Everything is homemade.

- Hey, honey! - Here.

It's beautiful.

It looks great.

You are really special.

Brigadeiro made of banana biomass and 79% cocoa.

But I swear it's delicious. Paco?

No, thanks.

Wow, honey.

It looks pretty.

Paco, Giovanne.

What are you doing?

You two are impossible. Come, Cadu.

- Where are you going? - Yeah, where?

- I can come too if you need me to. - Me too.

Yeah.

Vicenza Shakti Pravananda Oxalá Sarahara Zalala

da Silva Benizatto Costa.

- Better respect your father. - Fathers!

Yes, fathers. Your fathers.

On our trip to the ranch next week, everyone will walk together.

- That's right. - The boys, you two, Paco.

Like an excursion. My trip, my rules.

Oh God. You can go.

I'll take care of these clowns. Let them date.

Date? Why would they date?

What do you mean, date?

I don't think Vicenza is old enough to date.

- Obviously not. You're right. - Hey, I'm 18 years old!

That's just what I mean!

Listen, put on a coat because it's getting colder.

A hoodie! A beanie too!

Yeah, and a scarf, a shawl, something around your neck!

- Around the neck, yeah. - Cadu is kinda shady.

- Clearly a psychopath. - Oh, stop it.

He doesn't cut his nails.

He doesn't cut his nails because he plays guitar.

You're both so silly, guys! Let the girl be happy!

Look at this, what a beautiful painting.

You have the best daughter in the world.

- He's got hairy legs. - Oh no.

A grown man. He's not right for her.

Musician. He's really not right for her. He's an artist.

What's wrong with that? I'm an artist too.

Exactly.

"Exactly" what?

- Oh, you guys… - It's karma.

What are you implying?