All language subtitles for Verdades Secretas S02E07

-I'm leaving.
-Hey, I don't want to upset you.

I don't want to.
I want to know the truth.

Were you and Alex alone
when he fell overboard?

What happened?

This conversation ends here.

Wait, I'll take you home!

Get out, get out!

You got it all wrong.
I wasn't going to hurt you.

-It was just a fantasy.
-I know your kind.

-You're sick.
-Antônio, take her home.

-I'll leave just like that?
-Wait here.

Get the car ready.
She'll leave in a minute.

I put more than we agreed on,
for your silence.

Go get treatment.

-You shouldn't have come up.
-And leave you like that?

You call me a killer
and want me to party and smile?

I didn't call you a killer.
You're the one saying that.

Angel, we need to talk.
Angel...

Hey...

Angel, we need to talk.

I was practically a kid,
Cristiano,

when I met Alex
through the agency.

They did the pink book scheme.
They still do it.

I know this, I know.
Come here. I know.

I know lots of models
still do it.

I know that.

-Tell me.
-I met Alex doing pink book.

From the first time,
it was so special...

I thought he loved me.

That he would marry me.

But no.

When he realized what I wanted,
he snubbed me.

He told he could buy me.

That hurt you deeply, right?

That sentence
took a piece of me.

After that, I didn't want
to see Alex anymore.

I think he regretted it,

because he wanted me
at any cost.

He seduced my mother.

He married her.

And later,
living under the same roof,

we started having an affair.

-Right under your mother's nose?
-I was a kid!

He used me.

It was easy, with all his
life experience...

When my mother found out...

she killed herself.

She shot herself.

Yes, she shot herself.

After my mother died,
I went to live with my father.

Alex went after me.

He convinced my father
to let me live with him.

-Then...
-Tell me.

Then we took a ride
on the boat.

I don't know how I agreed.
I was still in shock.

Tell me.

How did Alex die?

Tell me.

It was sudden.

A stronger wave came,
and he was fixing the ropes...

He hit his head.

I ran to him to help, but...

I couldn't help him.

How can an experienced person
fall overboard like that?

-I don't get it.
-I don't know!

Why are you asking these things?
It hurts!

Calm down. Calm down.

Calm down. Come here.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to upset you.

-I dreamt about you.
-Yeah? Again?

Again. Can you believe it?

-You got up early.
-Yeah, I'm a businessman.

I run the nightclub alone.

My partner only goes there
to party, get laid, drink...

What's up?

-Why are you wearing this dress?
-To see if it still fits.

It has always been
one of my favorites.

It used to fit me in Paris.

-I've gained some weight.
-Stop it. Stop it.

-Haven't I?
-I'm looking at you...

You look the same.
Nothing changed there.

I have to lose some pounds.

Look how beautiful
you are...

Aren't you going to eat more?
Don't go dieting, okay?

-You look great.
-Did I say I was dieting?

You mentioned
you didn't want to gain weight.

Listen,
if you're going to diet,

please visit a nutritionist,
an endocrinologist, whoever.

I've never seen this.
You exercise all day,

but don't eat anything...

Here. Eat it.

Eat it, baby.

Are you nervous?

No, Ariel, I'm not.

I'll stop by the agency.

Thank you for talking about me
to Blanche.

No problem. I love you.

I love you.

Here.

Eat some more.

Bye.

These shoes are small,
Visky.

Smile and pretend
they fit like a glove.

No, don't smile like that.
You're faking it.

Give me a good one.

Couldn't they have sent me
my shoe size or a size bigger?

Cristiano, it's a fashion film.
They need to sell the product.

Get up.

You look so hot
all exposed like that.

It was just a remark.
I'm not hitting on you.

-I'm hard to get.
-You?

-Yes.
-Really?

-Very hard to get.
-Right...

What do you think?
I'm so worried.

There are more toys
in the waiting room.

Take your son there
so we can talk privately.

What's wrong with him?

It's always hard
to break news like this.

Bad news, right?

Your son has
a rare type of leukemia.

-Leukemia?
-The medication is expensive,

not provided in
the public system.

It takes a while to get
a government injunction,

and we need to start treatment
right away.

-I'll get the money.
-Don't be so upset.

How can I not be?
My son has leukemia!

It's curable.

What makes it hard
is it's a rare type.

But nowadays the patient
has many options.

My son will survive this.

He'll survive this.

Lorenzo, Betty's husband,
just called me.

He might become
an important client.

-He's got a problem.
-And I'm the solution.

Great. He's organizing
an automobile auction.

-Luxury automobiles.
-Luxury makes me feel inspired!

Poor people love luxury.

I'm not poor, nor rich.
I'm special.

Lorenzo's already found
the auction announcer,

but we've got to find the people
that'll set up the event.

-Very easy.
-And we need a model

to oversee the auction,
like a stagehand.

-It'll pay well.
-Easier than stealing sandals

from the elderly.

Don't you get an underage model.
It'll be a masculine crowd.

Lorenzo warned me.
Be careful.

-Duly noted.
-Come to my office.

-Hello?
-Visky, it's my son.

-I'm feeling terrible.
-Angel, I'll be right over.

-Where will you go?
-Angel's freaking out.

Are you also responsible
for the models' mental health?

My queen, I've been her friend
for a long time.

-May I go see her?
-Has Ariel's wife arrived?

I'll ask her to come later,
okay?

You may go.

-Great!
-But I need another favor.

-A personal favor.
-Sure.

Tonight I want to visit
Ariel's nightclub.

Do you mind inviting Joseph
for another drink?

I'm your loyal servant.
I'll do whatever you ask me to.

What if he doesn't accept?
What do I say?

Say whatever you want.
I just need to be free.

-It'll be a sacrifice.
-I know.

But I'd do anything for you.

Fly, butterfly!

Wow! What happened?
You look different.

-Yeah, I've been modeling.
-Modeling?

Occupational hazard.

Do you like it?

You look cute.

But tell me,
what can I do for you?

I...

Thais, I need your opinion
as a crime-scene investigator.

-Regarding the boat case.
-I figured. Go ahead.

I talked to a woman,
a suspect.

Angel. She told me her version
of the accident.

She said the guy fell overboard,
that a strong wave hit the boat,

and then he fell.

-Do you believe her?
-I thought it was possible.

If it wasn't for the bullet
we found...

-Exactly.
-...and the blood.

If there was a bullet,
there was a gunshot.

If this lady told you
the guy simply fell overboard,

she lied to you, Cris.

-Did you back her into a corner?
-Her emotions touched me.

-I got confused.
-Wow!

I don't even recognize you.

I thought there could be
another explanation.

There is.

The gunshot might've happened
at some other time,

the blood might
not be Alex's...

You were supposed
to check the DNA.

-I have the samples.
-And?

I need to compare them
to another DNA sample.

Ideally the victim's
or of any family member.

-His children?
-Yes, his children.

I'll speed up
that line of investigation.

We'll test the DNA.
If it's a mismatch,

then we can...

believe that maybe Alex
fell overboard by accident.

Sweetie,

with everything I've read
and seen so far,

I don't believe
in such innocence.

Do you believe in it?

Thais, I'd rather wait
for the test results.

It's better.

You can compare my DNA
and my brother's.

Great. Two DNA samples,
from the two children.

Perfect.

You said maybe you wouldn't
be able to recover my dad's DNA.

-Were you able to?
-Yes.

According to the lab, there's
a very clear DNA sequence.

I want to test it quickly.
I'll pay the rush fee.

Benji?

Whatever.

Bruno.

-I the one who called you.
-I know.

-My friend recommended you.
-Yeah.

Did you bring it?

I thought
maybe it was a setup.

I left it in my apartment.
Want to go there?

Let's go. Get in.

Let's go.

Wait up, wait up!

A sample for you.

Is it the good stuff?

Try it.

Excuse me.

Delicious...

I feel like I'm flying.

Wow...

How much is it?

Today it's my gift to you.

I like you.

You do?

Wait, wait.

-Want to go? Want to go?
-Let's go.

Let's go.

Seriously? You're the heir,
but you can't get any money?

Your sister became
the company president?

-She yelled until she got it.
-Are you giving that up? Really?

I won't let you use it again.
You're losing your mind.

Hey, don't exaggerate.

We've just met.
You can't boss me around.

It was good, wasn't it?

-Yes.
-Fucking good.

Wonderful.

I was needy too.

Really?

Are you going to be
my bitch?

I don't know.

-Are you?
-I don't know.

Wait...

-It's my fucking sister.
-Seriously?

Apparently I have to give
an urgent DNA sample.

Go ahead,
it might be important.

Yeah...

So?

I said yes.

Let's go.

Shit.

Sit down.

I brought a doggie bag,
some food...

It's leukemia, Visky.

-Leukemia...
-Oh, baby...

I'm so sorry...

But it's curable, isn't it?

It's a rare type.

The doctor's still deciding
on treatment,

but the meds are imported.

I'll book you
for every possible event.

-There'll be an event soon.
-If it'll pay well...

It will.

It's a...

It's an automobile auction.

All you have to do is stand
next to the announcer

and put on a pretty face,
that's all.

Of course, Visky.

I'm in no place to choose.
You can schedule it.

Visky? I'm Laila.

-Right... How are you, Laila?
-I'm fine.

Ariel told me he's talked
to the magnanimous.

Jesus, you're fantabulous,
huh?

You'll be a hit in casting.

We've got to take
the portfolio photos.

You know, right?
You bring your portfolio,

I prepare a preview
and a selection,

show them to the clients...

He also does pink book.
He's not worth his salt.

I hate salt, unloved hag!
That's why I'm never bloated!

And I'm nice. I would never
bring Ariel's wife

to the pink book scheme.
Get a grip, honey!

-My love, are you nervous?
-Yeah...

-I'm nervous to model again.
-But that's good.

-It means you like it.
-Yeah.

What happened to this nail?

I was cleaning
the apartment...

Right. Laila, models
must have perfect nails.

Okay, baby?

Now we'll fill out this form
and schedule the photos.

Visky...
do you think I'm fat?

Baby, who isn't?
Look at these hips.

I think this fairy's had
her butt done.

I would never do that!

-I'm blessed by genetics.
-You're as fat as a cow!

Respect me, unloved hag!

-I'll say hi to Blanche.
-No, we must announce you.

I'm glad, honey.

You filled out the form,
you're scheduling the photos...

You'll be part
of the next castings.

I came to thank you
for the reception here.

I also wanted
to ask you something.

Does the medication you gave me
have many side effects?

Because I'm a little jumpy.

Not at all.
I used it for years.

No wonder
I have a body like this.

No, my dear.
It has no side effects.

Some people
might feel it intensely.

I've seen friends of mine
dieting.

-Did you talk to Ariel about it?
-No.

I said I needed to lose weight,
and then he ranted against it.

-So I decided not to tell him.
-That's better.

-It'll be our little secret.
-Yeah.

But,
if you're feeling jumpy...

take this one.
It'll make you relax.

I'll like that.

-It's milder, right?
-Yeah, I take it.

Only take it when you're home.
It might make you sleepy.

I'll do as you said.

You know, I barely had
anything to eat today.

You'll lose weight quickly!

You'll be
even more beautiful.

Laila, my dear,
you'll enrich our casting.

And, above all,

we'll be friends.

-Always.
-Come here.

-Bye, dear!
-Bye!

-Kisses, Visky!
-Splash!

-Bye, beautiful.
-Bye.

I thought her
a little frenetic.

Really?

It's just the way she is.
Forget it.

-Bye.
-Bye.

She's beautiful.

Hi, guys, I brought my mom!

-Aline!
-Blanche!

We've known each other
for so long!

-Since I was a model, remember?
-Of course.

What a surprise
to see you here!

-My daughter brought me...
-Great.

Because Visky needs
an assistant.

I'm overwhelmed. I told Chiara
that we could try it out.

Wonderful!
You as a casting assistant?

I'd love to work in this area.
I've always loved it.

I said I could give it a try.
"Could." It depends.

Ideally,
to tell you the whole truth,

an assistant must have
a rat face and be organized.

Chiara, I've known your mom
for a long time,

-and she's very charming.
-Right?

-It's true.
-But she can't be my assistant.

-I pass.
-You're so biased!

You don't even know her work.
Try her out.

There are certain details
in the agency that... Chiara.

I get it.
It's a professional meeting.

I'll let you talk privately.

-Bye, Mom.
-Come on. Explain it to us.

So, there are certain things
that happen here

that must remain a secret.

You mean the pink book scheme?
Blanche, this isn't new to me.

I bet you did a lot of pink book
in your life.

I'm not being mean, just honest.
It's my defect.

Visky, don't exaggerate.

Don't put on a show
every time you talk.

Aline is hired.
That's an order.

-Shouldn't I try her out?
-I've already decided.

-Be a tame kitten with her.
-But I'm a wild panther.

I don't like it!

Darling, did you remove
the breast implants?

It didn't fit my body anymore.
I'm older.

-It was very heavy.
-It was. More than 100ml.

-Want some whiskey?
-Sure.

But, darling, don't give up.

There's always an available man
for us to prey on.

And, if he's not available,

we can prey on him anyway.

Blanche...

-What are you doing?
-I'm just kidding, just kidding.

I was just kidding.
It's hot today.

My mom told me to cook for you
if you wanted.

No need to.
I'll wait for her.

What are you looking at
on the cellphone?

Just some fashion shows.

But my cellphone's old.
It's hard to watch.

It is indeed.

Quite old.

Since you don't want anything,
I'll take a shower.

Joseph! Hello!

Visky!

-Fancy meeting you here.
-Lourdeca told me you were here.

I wanted to keep you company.
I've been wanting to train here.

Wait,
so I'll call the instructor.

-I want to see you work out.
-No.

Why don't you prescribe me
some exercises?

-Are you messing with me?
-It's just a friendly request.

Alright.

Sit down.
I'll test your resistance.

Put your foot here.

Right.

Right here.

And here. Great. Rear up.

Right there.
Not so fast, man.

Blanche,
I won't be able to meet you.

Visky provoked me at the gym,
so I punished him,

and now the fag's
all wiped out.

I was about to go
to bed anyway.

Take good care of him, my love.
Kisses.

Kisses.

Cris, my son is very sick.

Fabi has
a rare type of leukemia.

What? Angel...

Everything's so expensive...

But I'll move mountains
to save my son's life.

Come.

Blanche.

-We hadn't scheduled, right?
-It's a surprise!

-Is it okay?
-Yeah.

Come with me.

It's great seeing you.

Sorry about my reaction.
It's just that I'm worried.

Laila isn't answering
her phone.

-She's great.
-Really?

She spent the afternoon
at the agency.

She'll probably sleep early.

She scheduled some photos
for tomorrow morning.

I'm not sure about the time.

Before that,
she'll go through production,

visit some stores with Visky,
borrow clothes early on,

-things like that.
-She must be sleeping.

-But she didn't even call me.
-She must be dreaming

about her future.

I've got to thank you.
You've been generous to her.

Thank me with a drink.

I'm feeling so guilty...
I ruined your evening.

Feeling better?

It was just a scare.

It hurts here.

-Right there.
-Here?

Right there.

On my lower back.

Do you have vodka?

Do you want some?

Since Blanche's
already sleeping...

-Since my evening's ruined...
-Maybe I'll make your evening.

You know,
it's great seeing you.

I'm not a kid, Blanche.

I can read the signals.

I know you came here
to see me,

but it's not going
to happen.

What do you mean?

You're an incredible woman,
but I'm in love with Laila.

My wife.

I don't want to hurt you.

I understand it perfectly,
mon ami.

Don't worry.

I won't hamper your wife
at the agency,

nor stop Visky
from bringing some models here.

Wow,
that's very nice of you.

You're a great woman indeed.

Well,

I'd better go, right?

I... want to thank you
for your sincerity.

SOME

TIME

LATER

Visky, I don't know
how to thank you.

The treatment hasn't
been defined,

but the money
will be useful.

-Is it enough?
-No.

I'll need a lot more,
but it helps either way.

-Let's go.
-Go to the stage, Angel.

The auction's about to begin.
Knock them dead!

Sold for 900 thousand reais.

Now our next model:

this convertible
Porsche Boxster.

Remember, gentlemen,
that the auction proceeds

will be donated to charity.

With an opening bid
of only 500 thousand reais.

-600!
-Anyone else?

-700!
-700! Did I hear 800?

-800 thousand!
-800!

Going once, going twice,
going three times...

800 thousand!
Sold to the gentleman!

Now our next model:
this beautiful Porsche.

With an opening bid
of a million reais.

-Anyone?
-Two million!

-Two million?
-2.5 million!

2.5 million!

Going once, going twice,
going three times...

Two and a half million!
Congratulations, sir!

Now the most anticipated one
of the evening:

our Porsche!

With an opening bid
of 1.2 million.

-Anyone?
-Three million!

Anyone else? Anyone else?

Sold to the gentleman!
Three million reais!

Thanks to you,
our evening was a success.

-Our auction is over. Wonderful.
-Hey, it's not over!

Yes, it is.
You've bought all the models.

-But how much is her glove?
-The glove!

-The glove!
-The glove!

-The glove!
-10, 9, 20 reais!

50 reais!

-Five thousand!
-Five thousand!

Five thousand!
Give it to me, sir!

-Five thousand.
-What about the other one?

-10 thousand reais.
-15!

15 thousand reais.
Anyone else?

20 thousand on the glove,
tops!

-The top!
-The top.

-Take it off!
-The top!

Take it off!

Take it off!

-Take the top off!
-60 thousand!

-Take it off!
-60 thousand.

50 thousand.

-Calm down, guys!
-Take it off!

-Calm down!
-Take it off!

-Give me the money.
-The bra!

-Give me the money.
-The bra! I want the bra!

Take it off!

Take it off!

Calm down! Calm down, guys!

-Now the skirt.
-80 thousand. 80 thousand.

Now take the panties off!
The panties!

60 thousand!

Take it off! Take it off!
Take it off! Take it off!

-Calm down!
-Take it off! Take it off!

The panties! The panties!

You did what you had to do.

-It was so humiliating...
-Angel...

We're poor.

We're on the other end
of the line.

We're just toys
for the rich.

You have a son.
You did what you had to do.

I picked up every bill thrown,
every bid.

Angel, look at me.

You already have the money
to pay for your son's treatment.

You are a woman of valor.

Angel, look at me.

You are a woman of valor.

Come on.

I talked
to my fellow doctors.

For the type of leukemia he has
and the test results,

the most modern treatment
is immunotherapy,

still new in Brazil.

It's less aggressive
and seems to be very effective.

-When will he start?
-Immediately.

Angel, I'll put you in touch
with the importers,

but you'll have to pay the meds
in dollars.

I have dollars.

So, did you get the results?

We sequenced the DNA found
on the boat

-and compared it to the samples.
-What did you find?

They're similar, for sure.
According to the information,

I'll tell you,
as an investigator:

the blood found belongs
to Alexandre Ticiano.

I knew it!
I've always been sure!

Analyzing the amount of blood,
the bullet...

he probably died
due to the gunshot.

Maybe due
to his falling overboard,

but there was a lot of blood.
He wouldn't have survived.

Did you really need
this much to believe me?

Yeah...

There's no doubt.

Angel is a killer.

.