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We're late for the shoot.

They can't call this fast food. It makes no sense.

Even if service were fast, it's no use.

To eat fast, the food has to arrive fast.

Everything has to be faster, you know?

If it arrived pre-chewed, maybe.

Swallowing would be quicker, digestion as well.

You can see this concept doesn't work.

They would have four or five toilets if it did.

But they only have one.

Not even they believe in this fast food lie.

-Are you paying attention? -What?

What are you looking at?

There's a guy staring at me, lower your voice.

Slowly, be discreet.

I know it's silly, but since we started doing these videos,

I don't know why, people look at me.

-What do you mean? -I mean, real actors...

they're famous, they know why people stare.

But we make internet videos.

Is there a chance? Yes, it's really slim, but it's there.

Is there any other possibility?

-Maybe he's gay. -He's not gay.

-Why not? -Then, he'd be looking at me

or any other guy here, not at you.

Right, but he's looking at me.

So much for your theory. He's looking at me.

-I can see him looking. -He can be a robber.

It's more likely he's a robber than he's interested in you, right?

Sure, Erasmo. I agree. But so what? Some people eat poop.

There's no accounting for taste.

-So we have three possibilities. -Yes.

He can be a fan, or gay, or maybe a robber.

You made it all worse.

Now I'm more worried.

Within these possibilities, there's an absurd range

of variables and interpretations on top of all that.

You can also let it go.

-There's no way I'm letting it go. -I know.

There's no way.

Rosana, I rewrote today's script.

Don't do this to me, please!

Do you know how much I've spent on this set? On these balloons?

I can't let money get in the way of creativity.

Let me guess, you wrote a script in response to something Robson did?

So what? Love drives creativity. See Vinicius de Moraes and Shakespeare.

Neither of them would make insinuations

about yogurt around the house, or how Robson sleeps without showering.

Neither of them dated Robson.

I hope your next script is about Robson paying the bills here at Borges.

Or our bills, remember we're making videos to pay the bills?

-I don't know what else to do. -I'm doing it.

I'm not good at this. I studied Accounting. I have other talents.

Where was your talent when Borges left us with a R$ 800,000 debt?

You don't get it. I have other unknown talents.

I don't know what it is yet. If I did, I wouldn't have studied Accounting.

That makes sense. What's your idea?

It's a cool girlfriend who fights for her relationship.

They say it'll last forever but the son of a bitch

hasn't screwed her in three months because he supposedly works a lot,

he needs some time for himself, to watch shit anime and play ukulele.

And then they have a fight and break up for the...

-fifth time. -You read the script?

Sonia, honestly, everyone knows how your scripts end.

I know all your fetishes, your father issues,

and your obsession with actor Thierry Figueira.

You don't have to go to the therapist. Just tell him to watch our videos.

I'll read Sania, you'll read Robston.

-Sania and Robston? -Do you prefer Senia and Rabson?

Oh man, what a tasty meal!

Drank a lot too. My stomach is full. I'm going to the toilet.

-Hey. -How's it going?

-Can you see him from there? -Yes, but he hasn't moved.

-Does he look like he's hiding something? -How's that?

Does he look like he's going to rob my wallet?

I don't know.

-Doesn't look like it. -So he's hiding, damn it.

-How do I know if he isn't? -Then he won't steal my wallet.

-How long is this going to take? -Depends.

-Has he seen the wallet on the table? -How would I know?

-You don't know? -I don't know.

-You can see the wallet, right? -Should I look at him or the wallet?

-No, Erasmo. -What?

Oh, no, Erasmo.

At least now we know he's not a robber.

Two robbers at the same time and place is very unlikely.

He's either a fan or he's gay.

-I'll get this, don't worry. -Right, okay.

Interior. Day. Apartment. Robston is lying on the couch

with disgusting gray briefs. She always tells him to buy new ones.

Sania arrives from work tired. He doesn't appreciate her,

doesn't want to meet her friends, and looks pissed but doesn't say why.

-Hi, Sania. -Hi, dear. How are you?

-Is she pissed? -She's just being polite.

-Can I ask something about the script? -Depends.

Does Robston know that Borges conned Sania

so she does internet videos to keep the company from bankruptcy?

And that she probably uses their stories in the videos?

-Does he? -She'll tell him in a future script.

Maybe that's why Robston treats Sania like this.

Because Sania hides things from him.

Can we go back to the script?

Hello, Sania. I spent all day on WhatsApp,

worked for half an hour and played on my PS4, how about you?

Haven't you noticed anything, Robston?

-You don't need to keep saying his name. -Read what he said!

No, I didn't notice anything different. Maybe because I'm a selfish guy

-who doesn't look at people around him. -Intro comes in.

-That's it? -That's it? It's not enough?

I don't know what else to do.

-I had an idea. -What is it?

Look at this.

-What are you doing, Erasmo? -I'm...

checking if he's gay.

-That is so wrong. -Relax, I've done it before.

I mean, I've tested it.

Not for you, for him!

Just because he's gay doesn't mean he likes that.

That is really prejudiced and homophobic, Erasmo.

Oh, dear God.

Stop it, Erasmo.

If there's one thing I know...

it's that...

-Oops! -My God. What's going on here?

I'm wet.

It's just like french fries.

It's withered, but you'll still pay 50 cents for a larger one.

It's like women who breastfeed in the subway.

Or 70-year-old women who accidentally lose their swimsuits

leaving their withered butts naked at the beach.

Or feminists who protest topless in Copacabana.

It's the same thing.

Because naked people...

are naked people.

Look, this is a game of seduction and danger, man.

I see. Maybe you're right.

See? He's looking.

He's not the only one, Erasmo.

And not just looking.

Hey, Robston, I'm home, from an exhausting day--

Pablo and Erasmo are coming over with the equipment.

-So, we'll wait to start shooting. -It's a rehearsal, Rosana.

I'm running over the script to warm up.

Sure, relax. Run the script over, then.

-Thanks. -Calm down.

Hi Robston, I just arrived from a very productive and exhausting day.

Hi Sania, I spent all day procrastinating on the couch.

Really? Have you noticed anything different about me, Robston?

No, you're the most beautiful woman in the world.

No matter how much you change your looks, you'll always be gorgeous.

Thanks, but I'm disappointed that you didn't notice the bangs I did for you.

And it's not just the bangs.

I read something on Facebook that said a lot about us.

It said to be with the person who knows your worst

and doesn't abandon you. Isn't that nice?

-This isn't on the script. -I'm improvising!

Do you want to be that cold, predictable guy,

who asks the same questions and doesn't get that surprising

his partner can be a way to keep the flame burning?

-Okay. -Are you going to change?

-Yes, I'm going to change. -Really?

So, you're promising-- no, you promised

already, in front of everybody here,

that you're going to change.

Start by opening up and telling me what happened,

for you to be so upset these days? Come on, open up!

There is no everybody, it's just us.

-Sonia, take it down a notch. -Take it down a notch?

Let him speak. Go ahead, speak.

There's nothing to say. There's no script anymore.

Vladimir, try to improvise.

Say that Robston will change and everything will be all right.

-Improvise. -Say something, Robston!

My name is Vladimir.

Vladimir. Excuse me!

Vladimir, I think you better hurry.

Right. Hurry up with the script?

No, in life. Run away while she's on the phone. Get out.

I'll need a clothes line, a mother-in-law, a dog,

some broken dreams and a new set, this one is not working.

What if we bumped into him?

Then we leave a phone with an open mic on his table.

We record what he says and send it to the police,

-then we send it to the news channel... -I'll go.

-Go where? -I'll go speak to him.

-That's your plan? Go speak to him? -He might be a fan.

He's not a fan! There are no fans with mustaches.

-Look at that weirdo's face. -Maybe he's a shy fan.

There's nothing worst than mistreating a fan.

Imagine if he posts a video telling everyone we mistreated him?

Goodbye, Borges. Hello, bankruptcy.

So, I'm going there.

You're not, stay here.

I'm gone.

No way!

-Hey! Excuse me. -Hey.

I don't think you know me.

-I know you. -You do?

I know you, man.

Cool! I came here to... So you know me?

-What's your name? What do you do? -I can't talk right now.

You won't believe who I'm talking to.

To Pablo. Yeah.

-Yes, him. -It's me.

How about that?

We'll talk later.

Robson? Hello?

Hello?

Are we shooting with the cellphone?

It's just rehearsal. Everyone does this for evidence.

-What do you mean? -What about Robson?

Does the real Robson know we're shooting in his apartment?

My apartment! I pay for most of it with my mother!

People need to know the truth!

I don't have that new script.

There is no script, dear. Just come with me.

You too, Rosana. Over there! Film the whole apartment.

Film the toilet, that's it!

Look at this! He leaves the seat open. It's disgusting, full of pubes.

-Should I say something? -No, you should only listen.

-I think we need more jokes. -Oh, you want jokes?

Let's laugh together at the comedy that is my life!

You'll see my daily joke. Look how funny he is.

He leaves his dirty dishes in here. Why wash them?

I have to wash it!

He jokes around with his friends and who's the sucker? Sania!

That's not nice.

I don't even have pubes. I shave since I was 22.

Look at this message! Asshole!

CAN'T TALK NOW

Are you still busy? Talk!

Say something! Idiot!

How did you hear about me? Family? Friends?

-My girlfriend. -Really?

She only talks about you. You're the main subject in her life.

-How cool, man! It's nice to hear that. -You think it's cool?

-It's amazing! -Are you happy?

-I am! -But there's more.

-What else? -Three in the morning,

-you know what's in her phone? -What?

-You. -No way!

No way? What do you think about that?

I think it's great. And it is addictive. There's no running from it.

I hope she tells her friends about it. Word of mouth is what really works.

I wouldn't be so excited if I were you.

Actually, I find it funny that you'd come and talk to me.

-Why? -Why?

I expected a little bit of dignity.

Dignity is not something I'm allowed to have in this business.

Your girlfriend knows that.

Another thing, talking to you is the least I could do.

You're responsible for everything that's happening.

You are!

How cool, man!

Well, people. I need to explain

what's going on right now.

Sania is destroying Robston's stuff.

I'm Robston, the character.

I'm an actor, Vladimir.

I'm 32, I've studied theater in Tablado for eight years.

And we had a disagreement. She's very upset right now.

Let's do this.

-Go in there and talk to her. -I don't want to go in there.

Only Robston can fix this.

Aren't you an actor? Isn't it your job to convince people?

Grab your actor ID, go in there, and convince her that you'll change.

Use your scenic truth to convince her that everything will be all right.

And convince her not to use the kitchen knives. Go!

Look, if I do this, can we renegotiate my fee?

If you don't do this, your fee will become police evidence.

Go in there.

Hold my hand, together we can do this.

-Break a leg! -Break a leg!

Do you remember this?

-Yes. -What did you say to me?

Something memorable and beautiful.

You called me "Pitchulinha" for the first time.

Pitchulinha, yes.

I asked you if you loved me.

You did.

-And what did you say? -What did I say?

That thing, that you heard.

-That you loved me. -Right!

That I love you.

"Love...

is a fire that burns unseen,

a wound that injures, yet without distress."

That's beautiful, Robston.

What the hell? I have a boyfriend!

That's it! I've had it!

I have five years of experience as a model and soap opera extra,

I don't need to go through this.

I'm an actor!

Erasmo, where are you? I need your help right now!

I'm bringing the equipment. Send me the address.

Come over right now! Things got weird.

This is Sonia, Rosana and Erasmo.

-Why are you showing me this? -I thought you'd enjoy it.

-Really? -Yeah.

-I can't take this, man. -What?

-I don't want to know the truth. -But this is the truth!

Want me to pinch you?

But it's Sonia, man. I thought she was different.

No, this is Sonia. At first, she was a bit shy, I admit.

But when she loosened up, man...

-Are you kidding me? -I'm serious. She was shy at first.

"Don't film me, please!"

After she loosened up, she completely broke free.

She begs for the camera now.

Before long, you'll get videos from her. Smiling at the camera, and stuff.

You won't believe it's her. People are reacting positively.

A while back, we made a video with chubby guys in lingerie.

-Chubby? -In lingerie.

-Really? -People were yelling so much,

even the cops showed up.

People wouldn't stop yelling.

Hey, you all right?

-You are... -Are you shooting a film?

You scared me, man. Sorry. I was talking to a friend,

and he put stuff in my head. I wondered if you were... whatever.

Yes, I'm going. You recognized me?

Yes, you are...

-What is it? -Erasmo!

-That's it! -Yes.

-You do that... -Yeah, I make videos

-for that channel. -Yeah, that channel. I love it.

-Do you need a hand? -I do, actually.

-I'm going to a friend's house. -Can I get that for you?

-I appreciate it. -It's a pleasure. You're a celebrity.

-Thanks, man. -No problem.

People don't help out anymore.

-Yeah. -Thanks.

My God. Look a this.

I can't take it anymore.

It's Sonia saying she needs me. She's too desperate.

"Where are you? Don't take too long."

She doesn't stop.

Oh, listen,

would you like to come with me?

-Come with me today! -Where?

To the shoot. We're making a video today.

Having people from the outside pumps me up.

And I'm sure Sonia will yell at me less, with you there.

Let's go? What do you think?

-Yeah! -What the fuck?

-I'm going! -Let's go?

-Fuck it. I want to know. -Yeah, that's it!

-You really were shy, huh. -Let's go.

-Calm down. -Where is it?

-Let's see her. -He's out of control.

It's that way, calm down!

Not Robson.

What's going on?

We're rehearsing the scene where Robston apologizes

and asks Sania to marry him...

-in vain. -I see.

Can you put the equipment over there? Carefully, they're expensive.

-They're expensive? -Yes.

I'll put them with the other expensive equipment, so...

All the equipment here is expensive.

Put it down carefully, as if it were an expensive car.

-Erasmo? -Yes?

Where is Pablo? Who is that?

This is Mario, who is...

-a robber. -You brought a robber in here?

-I didn't know. I thought he was... -Gay?

-No. -I am gay.

Wait a second.

You are gay, a robber, and a fan?

I'm not a fan.

I don't know you people.

I can't believe it's here, man.

I don't know why, maybe she wants something different.

-You know what? I deserve this. -Yes.

You deserve this. Put that in your head.

If I hadn't thrown underwear on the floor, or spent so much time on PS4.

If I had talked to her, and noticed her more...

None of this would have happened. It's my fault.

I don't get it.

You don't get it? In my house?

On my bed? With you?

How could Sonia do this to me?

-Wait. -Three years together!

-A really cool relationship. -Wait!

-What? -You are Sonia's boyfriend?

-You're Robson, Sonia's boyfriend? -Ex-boyfriend. It's over.

-No! -It's over!

-Shit! -I won't forgive her.

-I won't forgive her! -Robson!

-I won't forgive anyone! -Let me explain!

-Let me explain! It was my mistake! -Your mistake?

-I swear! -You spent the afternoon explaining.

No, let me explain! We're going to make an internet video.

-What are you saying? -Our company went bust,

we have a huge debt, our president, Borges, disappeared.

-You want me to believe that? -I'm serious!

-She never said anything about videos. -Because she's shy!

She's not just going to tell you the company went bankrupt!

I'm shaking, man.

-So you're not fucking her? -Sonia is my friend!

Yeah, man.

-Nothing's going on? -Nothing!

Look at me.

-I'm thinking all these things... -No, man.

My God.

Come on.

Obviously! She'd never hook up with you.

It makes no sense.

-Let's go. -She's looked at me funny before.

I'm serious.

There's not much I can say about that.

This is more like what you were thinking before.

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