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It's not easy to become a luxury product...

but we were getting there.

Whoever owns a Ferrari will trade it for one car only.

Another Ferrari.

Fidelity Program?

You want the clients who aren't loyal to their wives...

to be loyal to sluts?

I thought I'd found someone clever than I.

-Haven't you? -Almost.

Money first.

We're the same. But it wouldn't have worked.

-No. -Not at all.

When I like something, I keep it.

That's why I'll spend the week with you.

-I'm busy on the next days. -I know.

I booked all your appointments.

Next week, I'll have more regular clients than new ones.

To make clients be loyal...

to sluts?

-Karin, it's impossible. -I thought so too.

Why cosmetics companies write on their packages...

that they don't test their products on animals?

Because they're nice?

Because they care about the rabbits?

No. It's because by doing so, they think they'll sell more.

They think they'll make more money.

No company sells organic products because they care for our health.

Nor they sell biodegradable products...

because they care for the environment.

The goal is always one. Money.

And to make more money, they'll do everything.

They'll even save this damned planet.

If they could, they'd take all our money away.

But people have different interests.

Nobody spends all their money with one company.

So each company has to accept a part of our money.

It means that each company has to accept its share of wallet.

But the share of wallet can be small...

or it can be big.

It depends on each company's marketing power.

To illustrate the concept of share of wallet...

I'll need help.

Let me see.

You.

-Me? -Yep. Come up here, please.

Wolf-whistle. Not the best Personal Marketing technique.

I speak from experience.

-What's your name? -Karin.

Very well, Karin. What's your company's field?

Prostitution.

That's a good one! Prostitution.

How much does an escort girl from your company charge?

Fifteen thousand reais.

As far as I can tell...

here's a company that can get all our money.

Thanks for participating.

You saved my lecture from boredom.

No problem.

I'll be in Goiás tomorrow. Come with me.

We can repeat the same dialogue.

Goiás is too far for me. But you can call me when you're back.

Don't forget it. 15 thousand reais.

-So the lecture was fun. -It was. Fun and useful.

We have to raise our share of wallet.

We must make our clients spend more with us...

and less with the rest.

What?

Yes, we had to get used to that. Karin was never content.

Great, but do you know how to do that?

The lecturer gave us a good example.

He talked about the largest bank in the country...

that wasn't the largest in profits. The employees noticed that...

If one out of 20 clients buy one of our products...

we'll double our profit.

Well...

don't our clients buy life insurance from another company?

Don't they buy private pension somewhere else?

Don't they finance their cars?

So why can't they spend with us...

what they spend with other companies?

So they focused on selling those products...

to clients who already had an account with them.

And they started making the money that used to go to the competition.

They doubled their profits because of share of wallet.

Do you know how we can do that?

What else can we get from our clients?

We have everything.

We have almost everything.

There are two important things we still don't have.

What?

Saturday and Sunday.

You wanna see them on weekends?

Our clients spend money on weekends.

They do things with their families.

Why can't they go out with us?

Why can't they spend with us what they spend with them?

But there's a silent code. Week days are our days...

and weekends are for their wives.

That's why I wanna get married. All I want are the weekends.

-Are we going to break that code? -Men would love it if we did.

-I can't believe it's Friday. -It's good, isn't it?

Good? I'll have to spend the whole day tomorrow...

at my nephew's party.

She bought the ticket, I said I'd go.

I don't know why. I'll have to go.

And I hate the theater.

I'd rather work in a coalmine than go shopping with my wife.

I swear. Forced labor.

-We'll break the code. -All right.

But how? They have to spend time with their families.

We'll find them an excuse.

Is it the guy from Goiás?

No. It's nobody.

Let's get to work?

How to raise your share of wallet in three steps.

Number one. The irrefutable invitation.

Number two. Explain why the invitation is irrefutable.

The meeting is a day on a boat.

And we are the experts.

Of course.

Number three.

We wait for the inevitable confirmation.

Blue Ocean, good afternoon.

Yes.

Yes.

Sure.

I knew it.

You won't believe it. Augusto called me.

-What did he want? -To flirt with me again.

-Really? What did he say? -Nothing. I didn't take the call.

-So how do you know? -What else would he call for?

To apologize.

Yes...

maybe.

You didn't answer because you're tired of him...

or because you miss him?

You know an escort girl can't have a boyfriend, Cesar.

You always say that. Aren't you exaggerating?

Think. If the guy doesn't care...

that you make a living having sex with men...

he can't really love you. So it's not worth it.

But if he does, he'll want you out, he'll want to save you.

And it isn't good for me.

I don't want anybody telling me what to do, trying to save me.

So Augusto has no chance?

-None. -If you're so adamant...

why are you afraid to talk to him?

He apologizes, you accept and that's that. Period.

Yes. I don't know.

-Hello. -Hello, Luna.

Hello, Marcel. How was Salvador?

Beautiful beaches, cold beer, sun...

boring. Have you noticed...

how everything is boring when the company's bad?

-That is correct. -Which reminds me...

-How is your schedule today? -I'm free.

-Great. -The usual place?

-I wasn't thinking of a date. -What did you have in mind?

I just wanted to see you. Out of work.

Out of work is more expensive.

I'm serious, Luna.

I'm going back to Madrid. I'd like to say goodbye.

No sex, just a dinner.

-Are you really serious? -Are you game or not?

That was the perfect millionaire to marry.

If I could hook him, my dream would finally come true.

One big date that would last the rest of my life.

What's going on?

-Is your couch available? -Again?

-I had a small fallout at the hotel. -What happened?

It was silly. I threw a party in my room until 4 a.m.

They threw you out because of that?

The maid found a few broken objects in the morning.

What objects?

A table, a chair...

the bed.

And the TV.

I don't remember how the TV got broken.

So they threw you out?

My friend got a soda from the machine in the hall...

and he forgot he was naked.

And now they threw you out.

The manager wanted to talk to me.

I was asleep on the pool lounge. He woke me up...

and I threw up on him. Then they threw me out.

You're something.

What? There was no reason for them to throw me out.

The worst part is that I had to pay for the damages.

The room, the bed, the TV, the manager's suit.

Now I'm broke. I spent everything there.

I thought I was crazy when I was your age.

-Karin... -What?

Next time, you'll be in serious trouble.

But it was a hell of a party.

The couch is yours, you can stay.

Thanks.

-How are you? -Fine. And you?

I'm glad you came.

Too bad you're leaving. When is your flight?

In a week.

-So we have time. -I wanna talk to you before.

-I have a proposal for you. -What is it?

-I'm not sure if you'll like it. -Tell me and I'll decide.

I want to spend more time with you.

-The whole week? -No. More than that.

Aren't you going to Madrid?

Yes, I am.

But I want you to come with me.

Will you marry me, Luna?

My name is Maria Clara.

-Did you include gasoline? -I did.

-And the helicopter? -The helicopter...

the pilot...

the yacht, the crew, the food and the drinks.

-So...? -So we'll have left...

a lot.

Did I tell you that "a lot" is my favorite term?

-Hello. -It happened.

-What happened? -Marcel proposed to me.

Marcel proposed to Luna.

-Really? -What did you say?

I said yes. But I'm not sure now.

-But that's what you wanted. -But I don't know what to do.

The weekend started great. The weather was beautiful.

The chopper was ready to fly us to the boat.

Everything seemed perfect, except for a small detail.

An hour and a half after the set time no one had showed up.

It was weird. They seemed so excited.

We thought about the possibilities.

-It might've been the traffic. -What if they got lost?

Could've been an accident.

They were not in traffic, they were not lost...

nor did they have an accident. They've just changed their minds.

-Hello. -Karin, I can't go.

Honey, give me your card.

He's not coming.

Well, since the chopper is paid for, we could go for a ride.

The day is beautiful. Let's go.

We really tried to enjoy the ride, but up there...

we were really feeling down.

What went wrong with our strategy? Why?

Our mistake was thinking small.

-What do you mean? -What you heard.

Inviting a big shot for a boat ride is like giving milk to a cow.

It's true. We should've done something better.

-Like a trip to an unexpected place. -Something exclusive.

Something money can't buy, bigger than a boat...

We don't need anything bigger.

No. We're aiming at the wrong target.

-We can't aim at men. -Who will we aim at then?

At their wives.

Men don't need an excuse to go out on weekends.

Their wives do.

Their husbands will be free and we get the weekend.

-How are we going to do that? -I don't know.

I'm sure you guys can do it.

Us?

Yes, I'm moving to another country.

You made up your mind?

Are you moving? Are you getting married?

I am.

I don't know if I'm happy for you or sad for us.

You can do both.

Magali was changing, too.

She decided not to live in hotels anymore...

and looked for a condo.

You need to see this one, it's great.

It doesn't have a tub.

How about this one?

Ugly building, I can't have my friends go there.

Next.

How about this one?

It's better.

But a king size bed won't fit in there. No way.

I don't know how people can live in these places.

I want to go back to my hotel. It's a five stars, you know?

Five stars.

I know, the balcony is small, there's no fireplace or Jacuzzi.

I like it.

-Indeed? What do you like? -This apartment. I do. I like it.

Days later, I met my last client.

It was my career's farewell.

-Hello. How are you? -Hello.

-Come on in. -Thanks.

If my wife dressed like you...

I'd want to take her clothes off more often.

If my wife did that...

I'd take my clothes off more often.

He spent the whole night comparing me to his wife.

So I had an idea.

Come on, let us know.

-A seduction class. -Seduction class?

Yes. All socialites wish to learn how to strip.

Or seduce their husbands. They all do.

So we invite them to such class.

An exclusive class, in a nice place, just for rich women.

The most secret and exciting class of the year.

-They'll attend. -And their husbands will be free.

-Right. -Great!

-Isn't it? -But you'll have to do it.

I'll be here next weekend, but I have lots of things to do.

-Please? -It will be the last time...

we'll work on a Marketing strategy together.

We started to work.

For Blue Ocean. That's right.

Hold on.

Magali would find a teacher.

I charge R$250 per student.

No problem.

Karin would find a place for the class.

Hello.

You give us the space and we'll bring in the girls.

They're some of the richest women in town.

When the class is over, they'll shop at the store.

Women... rich... shopping.

We all win.

And I would handle the invitations.

-Hello, Augusto. -Hello, Joana.

I was about to call you. I noticed you called me.

That's right. My father was in the hospital.

-I thought you'd like to know. -Really? Is he better?

He died. This morning.

He was laughing hours before.

It's weird.

I'm sorry.

Be strong.

I'm sorry. If you need anything, please call me.

Thanks.

Thanks for coming.

Let me know if you need anything.

I do.

-I need to apologize. -Forget it, Augusto.

Seriously. I need to.

We don't need to talk about it now.

I want to.

Hello, Augusto.

I'm so sorry. You father will be missed.

Are you busy tonight?

I don't want to be alone.

So you did it again.

Whose house is this?

I think it's a millionaire's who didn't pay his income tax.

Now it's mine until it's auctioned.

It's much better than my condo.

I don't know about that. It's more spacious...

but I miss the company.

You also got all you wanted. Your plan worked.

It did.

Are you sure this Marcel is not like me?

There's no other like you.

Besides I google'd him and he's the real thing.

And he knows who I am. I don't have to lie to him.

It's all you wanted.

-Congratulations. -Thank you.

Since you're leaving...

I got something that belongs to you.

My necklace! I thought I'd lost it.

You did, kind of. There's also this.

-It was in my safe. -With the earrings.

Which I decided not to take. They look good on you.

Well...

so I'd better give this back to you.

My watch.

-And this. -My Zippo.

-This pen is yours, right? -It's my lucky pen.

-Do you want me to keep it? -No, it's mine.

I'll miss you.

Me too.

That painting is mine.

My father had nothing.

His father was illiterate, he worked on the fields.

Dad went to school, got a Law School scholarship... careful.

-Thanks. -And he became a partner...

at one of the largest criminal law firms in the country.

But even so...

he wasn't a happy man.

He seemed happy when I saw him.

He was a good lawyer, he knew how to hide his feelings.

Even from me.

What do you think he was missing?

Something that some people regard as very important.

-What is it? -Life.

He didn't have a life.

Now he's dead.

-Aren't you overdoing it? -Sadly not.

He decided early on that he had to make money.

He was determined to be rich.

But when he saw it, he was old.

He didn't write the book he wanted to...

he didn't have a love story and barely saw his son growing up.

His life burned like a match, he didn't enjoy it.

Did he tell you all this?

Sometimes.

Once he told me he had forgotten to be happy.

"Son...

don't you forget it either.

Don't you forget it".

The next day, Karin woke up at 9:20 a.m.

At 9:21, she saw she was alone in bed.

At 9:23, she thought Augusto had left without saying goodbye.

At 9:25, she was sure of it.

Then at 9:28...

Thanks for making the worst night of my life one of the best.

Good morning.

Good morning.

-I have to go to work soon. -Me too.

-Have you tried her cell again? -I have. She's coming.

It's been half hour. Can you try again? We'll be late.

-Finally. -Where were you? We have to go.

I'm sorry. I had to do something.

-Look at this. -What is it?

-My apartment keys! -Really?

Finally!

That's great.

-When are we visiting? -Whenever you want.

-It's cute, but it's empty. -Our first place usually is.

I know. Couch, fridge, I knew I had to buy...

but rugs...

trash can, dish drainer...

I never thought about it. I'll spend a lot of money.

You will.

-Let's get to work. We're late. -Let's go.

-Go, go, go! -We're going to decorate her place.

We are!

Hello!

-Let's go now, guys. -Yes, let's get going.

-It was a success. -Now we have everything.

Even the weekends.

I used to work at a rundown club.

-And I worked with Ariel. -And I was a rookie...

going to art shows and having free hors d'oeuvre.

-We had nothing and now... -Thanks to you, Karin.

-It's not true. -It is. If it weren't for you...

Stop it!

Stop it.

Why don't we go celebrate in my apartment?

-I'm in. Is there liquor? -Can't we buy on our way?

-You said you'd buy furniture. -I know, and I had a list.

But then I saw this armchair and it was so cute.

I didn't resist.

And why didn't you buy the rest?

Do you know how much is an armchair like this?

I didn't either. I found out when I had to pay.

The money I had left wouldn't even buy a trash can.

-At least you have cups? -I do. Two, I think.

So let's celebrate.

-What? -No bottle opener.

Sure.

Calm down, honey.

Calm down.

Calm down.

Do you have doubts about leaving?

If you do, we'll find a way.

It's not it.

I'm leaving everything behind, my family...

my friends.

I know. I didn't give you much time.

It'll be fine. I promise you.

-Do you want water, juice? -No, thank you.

The line is probably long.

-Maria Clara. -Let's go.

There's no line. We'll travel first class.

Well...

we slept together and he made my breakfast.

You accepted his apology, didn't you?

What can I do? I can't fight my nature.

I'm not a spiteful woman.

What will you do now?

He invited me to go to Buenos Aires.

-So it's working fine. -Let's see for how long.

-If he doesn't mind my career... -He doesn't love you.

And if he does mind, he'll want to save me.

And you don't want to be saved.

-That's exactly it. -Well...

what will be will be.

Right?

Let's go back to real life.

Next!

-Hello. Welcome. -Good morning.

-Your passports, please. -Good morning.

It was here.

-I won't be able to travel. -What?

My passport.

Come in.

You rascal!

Love is something that makes you trade a wonderful life...

in a castle in Spain...

for a life with a penniless crook in São Paulo.

Or maybe it's the definition of stupidity. I don't know.

All I know...

Oscar and I were meant to be together.

The next day, the sky was beautiful.

Lots of sun and few clouds.

We were all in a great mood.

That's Magali.

-Who is that? -A client.

Let's go there.

-Hello. -How are you?

I'm great. Let me introduce you to a great friend, Mateus.

-Nice to meet you. -Likewise.

-She's from Blue Ocean. -I know them.

-Are we that famous? -I had a date with Karin once.

Karin, he's your friend.

No, this isn't Karin. Not the one I had a date.

-She's not Blue Ocean's Karin. -I'm Blue Ocean's Karin.

No, I remember well. I saw her less than a month ago.

I remember better. I've been Karin for 30 years.

It's not possible. I even have a card.

Look.

BLUE OCEAN

And then we found out.

We had been pirated.