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Come on. The concert is about to start.

Handsome!

My name's Hero,
and we're the Molotov Band.

ZERO TO HERO

Hold on.

We're gonna take a break.
We'll be back soon.

Sandro Sanderlei.

Excuse me?

Relax, he's just a kid.

You're the kid
with that stupid hair, you loser.

-What?
-He looks just like him.

Listen, kid.

Look at all this. Look.

Look.

Look at my hair.

-Do I have a trendy haircut?
-Huh?

-Did I sing "Galopeira" by any chance?
-Did he?

You should sing country music
with your friend.

Country my a… Ouch.

Did you pick one, honey?

Oh, Mommy. Mommy.

Today is Júnior's birthday,
and he wants a new guitar.

You're becoming a man, huh, Juninho?

Well, that guitar right there
is perfect for beginners.

I want that one.

A Les Paul? But…

Juninho, come on.

You're not ready for a guitar like that.

I didn't ask you.

Why do you say that about that guitar?

Well, that's a professional guitar.

It's like giving a Formula 1 car
to someone who just got their license.

But it could be good
for someone who's just starting.

To get inspired, right?

Hey!

We could be in the presence
of a future rock star.

The kid looks like
he enjoys playing with his…

Drum set, his guitar, his…

Hey, Pança, please help the lady,
and close the deal with this Les Paul.

-Of course.
-Okay?

-Here, take care of it, please.
-Sure.

-Heródoto.
-You got it.

-Let's have a word in my office.
-Heródoto.

-In my office.
-In your office?

You know this is a store, right?

But he's just a kid, Mr. Castelo.

I know, but we haven't sold
one of them in forever.

Don't you want the ukulele?

-No.
-It's on sale.

You should be thankful.

The same guitar
Jimmy Paige and Slash have…

Well, they don't pay my bills
or your salary.

-I need this job, Mr. Castelo.
-I think it's over. We're done.

So?

I don't know
how I'm gonna pay rent, Pança.

I can't believe this.

Hey, I have an uncle…

-Uncle?
-Yes.

You never mentioned an uncle.

He's my mom's cousin. I don't really know.

Anyway, the point is,
he has a band that plays at proms.

-We could talk to him.
-No proms, Pança.

-Why?
-A bunch of drunk people…

They might get me confused
with you-know-who,

and ask me to sing one of his songs.

No way.

Fine.

And how are you going
to pay your rent, huh?

Where is it?

-Excuse me?
-Where is it?

Speak up, otherwise I can't hear you.

Where's the prom?

Oh, that's what I'm talking about.
I'll talk to him and let you know, okay?

-Hey!
-What?

Pança, aren't you coming?

With you?

-Yeah.
-And quit?

Buddy, you know you're my bro, right?

But I have rent to pay too.

What are you laughing at, you hillbilly?

Breaking news, Sandro Sanderlei
and Tânia Folia have officially split.

They just broke up.

And this time it's for good,
because it was her decision.

And my trustworthy sources

told me that she has already been seen
with a very famous athlete.

Yeah, keep talking, you blabbermouth.

You talk too much.

-Stay here, honey. Stay here.
-Hey, boss.

They love talking about Daddy.

Are you drinking whiskey, man?

Oh my God, you should be fasting.

-What can I do, Mr. Agnaldo?
-But…

Look at that, Naldo. Look.

Now I wonder, is it true that once a king,
always a king, Sandro?

Because, in your case,
I believe that moving forward,

you're only going backwards.

Son, don't listen to Chantecler.

He doesn't know what he's saying.

She left me because I'm fat, Naldo.

You're not fat. You're strong.

-We are strong, man. Come on.
-I'm fat.

Forget that.

With the new record, the tour,
everything will go back to normal.

And with this new liposuction,

you'll soon be the heartthrob
in music again.

Sure…

But, look, get some rest,
and I'll wake you up at 6 a.m. tomorrow.

-Six in the morning, Naldo?
-Yes.

-You have to be there at 8 a.m.
-6 a.m.

You have to be at the hospital at 8 a.m.
And fasting!

Get out of here, you wretch.
I'm done drinking.

…do we need to remind ourselves
you are over 30?

That's why I prefer Luan. Bye, honey.

On this journey through life

I run and I can't stop

-Mr. Agnaldo?
-Hi, Doctor.

Was everything all right?

It will be. If he wakes up.

What? If he wakes up?

Why didn't you say he had been drinking?

Doctor, he took one sip
and I took the glass from him,

but the boy is like a boozehound.

What am I gonna do now?

-Call the press, cancel the tour…
-No.

No. This doesn't leave this room.
It's top secret.

-What's the prognosis?
-I can't say.

He could wake up today or in a year.

What do we do now, Jaques?

Let's wait a week.

If he doesn't get better,
we'll tell the press

he was admitted to the hospital
with appendicitis.

There will be a nationwide outcry.

Headlines everywhere.

Sales will increase.

We could make a movie about his life.

Oh, but of course,
we want him to get better.

Yes, of course.

I'm gonna tell the press.

What, are you crazy, Guina?

I won't let you do something that dumb.

No way. That drunk could wake up.

Don't talk about the boy like that.
He's going through a rough patch.

Yeah, well, so am I.

I'm here with you again,

drinking this horrible booze
she serves us.

-Hello?
-Hello? Uncle?

Carlinho?

No, it's Nelson.

Who?

Sônia's son.

-What Sônia?
-Your cousin.

-What's up, Gelson?
-It's Nelson.

I talked to you yesterday.
We're here already.

-I'm at a friend's office.
-We're here.

I'm in an important meeting,
start without me.

-Hello? Uncle?
-Was that your uncle?

Oh yeah. Hold on.

Okay, Uncle. I have to go now.

I love you too. Bye.

-He loves me.
-Dude, check this out.

I look like a wedding cake, Pança.

You look more like a blue cupcake.

-Are you the singer?
-That's what they say.

Here's your set list.

"Passionate Hanky-Panky."

"The Little Snake Dance."

Is this for real?

What? Is there a problem?

No.

No. The set list is incredible.
Congratulations.

Boy, have you lost your mind?
What are you doing?

I'm wiping my fingers.

-Wiping your fingers?
-Yeah.

Wiping… Do you know what that is?

No.

That curtain was used back in 1989

in Wando's unforgettable Obscene tour.

-I see.
-If it stains, you'll have to pay for it.

-I'll pay.
-Let's go, you punks.

-Rude.
-Let's go.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

We now present the band Top Cat.

Cheer up.

Come on, dude. Smile.

Hi. Has anyone ever told you
that you look like Sandro Sanderlei?

Sandro Sanderlei,
that country music hillbilly?

Yes!

People tell me all the time.

Can we get a selfie with you, then?

Hashtag "partying it up
with Sandro Sanderlei."

You got groupies already!

Yeah.

Hey. Can I have a Pick Me Up?

-You got it.
-Make it a double.

You seem excited, Tony.

Now all hell's gonna break loose.

Full force.

And here's the deal, at the end,
you gotta play Sandro Sanderlei.

Ah, perfect. Great. I was looking forward
to playing Sandro Sanderlei.

-Take it easy, Tony.
-That looks good.

No, man! What are you doing?

This isn't juice.

-Are you okay?
-That'll do it.

Bro, is he gonna be all right?

Relax. That's better than an energy drink.

Just give him two minutes and you'll see.

Woohoo! The Little Snake Dance, go

Wiggling your little waist
Back and forth

Handsome!

Take this rattle and go
Wiggling nicely, she is pure poison

I am single on the wiggle-waggle
My carnival is from January to January

At home I get beaten up

We're in for a rough ride

That was the Top Cat band.

Dude, I'm gonna jump.

What do you mean? No!

-No!
-Yay!

Oh my God, he fell.

The salt of the Earth

Yikes.

Call the fire department.

No!

It's on fire.

The curtain!

The curtain!

Damn it, bro. A fire, dude?

Good God, I can't believe
the mess you just made.

-That curtain had sentimental value.
-Relax, Tony.

That curtain was part of Wando's tour.

-Relax, Tony.
-1989.

I'll buy another curtain.

-My dear uncle, come here.
-"Uncle" my ass.

I don't have a nephew your age.

-Ridiculous.
-So, the stage was all wet.

-Very wet.
-And I slipped.

Slipped, and fell.

-My gosh.
-Everything caught fire.

But…

Oh my God.

Shush, be quiet. Wait.

Pick up, Agnaldo.

Guina.

Agnaldo, come to the club right now.

Hurry.

-Dude, what are you doing?
-Pretending to be a poser.

Don't mess with that, Pança.

I'm nervous, dude. Leave me be.

Hey, fool. Don't touch the equipment, man.

You don't… The curtain… Come on!

He's here! Oh, Agnaldo!

-What happened?
-Guina.

-You good? Good to see you.
-Close your eyes.

-They're closed, Tony, look.
-Trust me.

Boy, put your hair up
and come here, please.

-Help him out, Gilson.
-Nelson.

Man, that boy is intubated and everything
at the hospital.

No way…

Sandro.

-Sandro, my a…
-Hey, calm down.

-It's not him, Guina.
-What the heck, bro?

But it could be.

-My name is Hero.
-Hero? No, but…

But if you get rid of all this hair,

cover up these doodles
you have on your body,

and that scar on your forehead…

It's Sandro. He looks exactly like Sandro.

He's our salvation!

-Hold on, bro. What are you talking about?
-Yeah.

Son, listen carefully to the offer
I'm about to make.

It's one in a million.

How would you like to go
on tour all over Brazil

in Sandro Sanderlei's place?

Pança, did you hear that?

I don't think I heard you right.

You want me

to sing and pretend to be Sandro?

You won't have to sing, son.
You just have to lip-sync.

Country music? I like rock and roll.

Jesus, what are you doing?

Two grown, bearded men acting like clowns.
What is that? Horrible.

Okay. Thank you for the irrefutable offer.

But we gotta go.

-We're busy.
-Thanks.

I have to take Grandma to judo.

-Bye.
-Wait.

What? Where are you going?

-What?
-You're not going anywhere.

What's the rush? No, don't leave.

Tony, lock the door.
Nobody comes in, nobody goes out.

-Wait, bud.
-My God.

You can't lock us in here.

-No.
-I know my rights.

-That's right.
-Hold on, relax.

We're gonna help you.

Look, the people from the club
are not happy about what you did.

Look at my friend Tony.
He was very attached to that curtain.

And look what you did.
How much was the damage?

-Forty thousand, at least.
-You're kidding, right?

That's gonna cost 10,000, tops.

Ten thousand? So transfer me the money,
ten grand. Let's settle this.

Well… transfer him the money, Pança.

-What?
-Transfer the money.

-No, I don't have that kind of money.
-And?

-My phone is dead.
-Mine too. I don't like technology.

Why are you pulling this crap on me?
You two are broke.

Listen, son,

I'm going to sweeten the deal.

I promise you

that I'll personally produce
your solo album

after this tour.

So? What do you say?

Dude, maybe I wasn't clear enough.

Blah, blah, blah…
Mr. Officer, I slept on a bench…

Dude, I like rock and roll.

Heavy rock.

Come on! Again with this?
Stop. Stop doing that.

Bro, come here. Let's have a chat.

-Listen to the voice of reason, son.
-Hold on.

Dude, have you lost your mind?

It's our chance to record an album.

Or do you want to be Genival's roadie
for the next ten years, playing at proms

to settle the debt you made today?

I have to think.

Think? Have you lost your mind?

Did you hit your head? I'm broke!

-You're broke!
-What a man. My own flesh and blood.

Okay.

You win, Pança.

But, listen,

we'll only do this
if we can turn country music

into heavy rock and roll.

Let's do this.

Well, he's gonna talk to you.

So, we…

-We came to a conclusion.
-Yes.

I agree, but under one condition.

-Pança has to be in the band.
-Yeah.

-Do you play any instruments?
-Drums.

Done.

I'm so proud of my nephew.

-You didn't even know my name.
-Gelson.

-Nelson.
-Pança.

And mine is Hero.

Sandro. From now on, your name is Sandro.

I mean, after a makeover and a haircut…

No one touches my hair.

Hey, dude, don't be immature.
It'll grow back.

-Yours too, son.
-What?

So, metalhead, what do you think?

-Not bad, huh?
-Yeah, it's all right.

Thanks, bro. I appreciate you.

-Jarbas.
-Hi.

I don't have to tell you
that everything you heard

is strictly confidential.

-Yes, sir.
-Keep your mouth shut.

You can rest assured I won't say a word.

Okay.

Welcome to your new home.

Wow. Jesus.

Huh?

Tacky, huh?

Don't say that. Be cool.

Mrs. Cida! How are you?
How is it going, Mrs. Cida?

Is everything okay?

I picked him up from a costume party.

He's dressed as a homeless man.

-A drifter…
-What the hell?

-Walking Dead, you know? He's a zombie…
-Walking Dead?

Your whiskey, boss.

Thank you, but I don't drink.

But if you have some orange juice
or something…

And you can call me Hero, okay?

Sandro!

Sandro! My name is Sandro.

You know me, right?

I live here.

-You work here…
-It's been ten years.

You've been putting up
with Sandro for ten years?

-You're too… Give me a hug.
-Jesus Christ, he's drunk.

-Congratulations. You deserve the best.
-He's drunk.

-Really.
-He'll shower.

I'm gonna start a fan club for you, Cida.

-I'm her fan. I'm Cida's fan.
-I'm sorry. Please.

Son, behave. Are you trying
to ruin this right from the start?

First of all, Sandro Sanderlei
would never pass on a glass of whiskey,

and he would definitely never hug Cida.

There's nothing I can do. I don't drink.

Now, tell me the truth.

What happened to Sandro?

He went on a trip.

In the middle of a national tour, Agnaldo?

He went on a spiritual retreat.

The breakup
with Tânia Folia really affected him.

Don't you read the news?

I don't read celebrity gossip.

This is Tânia Folia.

I'm gonna have to teach you
how to handle the fans.

Why?

Because they'll eat you alive.

Ah, the boss is here.

Look.

Is he homeless?

This is the heavy metal look.
Show some respect.

You look more like rusted metal, son.

What about the tattoos?

We can cover them with makeup.
It's waterproof, a foreign brand.

Congratulations, Agnaldo.

It's almost a miracle.

Nice to meet you, Jaques.

Jaques Barreto? From Partenon Records?

That's him, in the flesh.

I sent you a demo tape, the Molotov Band.

Did you listen to it, bro?

Sir. Call me "sir."

You'll be very successful as Sandro.

Now, we just need to know one thing.

And one, and two, and three.

You are my gingerbread
My heavenly bacon

My candied apple

Okay.

We can see you can sing,
but there's a problem,

you're making fun of the song.

Me?

No way, man.
I would never do something like that.

We're not idiots, boy.

You might not like this type of music,

but nobody sells 50 million records
for no reason.

You better start respecting this audience.

I trust your talent,

but I need to know
that you're going to be professional.

Understood? You'll practice every day
with the band until the concert.

Yes, sir.

What about the contract?
A non-disclosure agreement?

It's all taken care of.

Hey.

What about my record?

I promised him, Barreto.

It's coming out of your pocket.

And not before
our three-month contract ends.

Dude, no one said anything
about three months, bro.

-You're kidding me, right?
-Have a great tour.

Son,

that's just how he is.

But if he didn't like it,
he wouldn't have given us the green light.

And don't worry about your record.
I'm a man of my word.

I've always wanted to go
to a studio like that, you know?

But now that I had the opportunity,

I don't know.

It's not what I imagined, you know?

It never is, son.

Let me tell you a story.

When Val and I, Genival,

were your age,

we were producers
for cheesy musicians, you know?

Generic versions of Wando, Regina Vaoste.

And then one day, we go into a local bar,

and we stumble upon a scrawny boy,

with a shaky voice, you know?

But I couldn't get his song
out of my head.

I heard a voice telling me,

"Agnaldo, don't let this gemstone
slip away, grab the opportunity."

Long story short, country music blew up,

and that boy with the shaky voice,

that you hate so much,

became a phenomenon.

What I'm trying to say, son,

is that an opportunity like this

doesn't knock on the same door twice.

Do you hear me?

What a beautiful place.

So? Ready to be a princess for a day?

It'll be all right.

Hey, Agnaldo,

I used up all of Sandro's lubricant
to fit into these pants.

You're gonna rock on the tour. Let's go.

Why does he have so much lube
in the house?

Story for another time.

No way!

What did they do to you, Pancitas?

Look at these clothes.
You're looking all country.

You look so cute.

You owe me one.

I think I actually owe you two, Pançola.

Why are you laughing?

Did you dye your hair?

I did. I look like Lucas Luto.

-Lufus.
-Lupo.

-Lucus.
-Lucas Safadão.

Oh, okay.

Let's go, we're late.

Hang on a sec. Is your name really Jarbas?

No, it's actually Cláudio.

But since you kept calling me Jarbas
as a joke, it caught on.

Well, at least Jarbas has a job, right?

Mr. Sandro.

Right.

Can I play Lucas Safadão to relax?

-Let's go.
-Mr. Officer, I…

Hold on, cowboy.

You're forgetting something.

Look, isn't she beautiful?

Wow.

This is the one Sandro uses
to write all his wonderful songs.

They are all great songs.

I like it, dude.

She just needs a name.

It's Lurdinha. Lulu among close friends.

Lurdinha! That name is so…

Cute! My aunt's name is Lurdinha.

-Cute.
-Right.

-Aunt Lurdes.
-Aunt Lurdes, she sells food in Bixiga.

Let's bounce!

Nova Esperança, here we come.

-Get ready, Magaiver.
-Let's do this.

-What's with the long face?
-It's the only face I have, Dad.

Honey, you promised.

You know I am doing my best, right?

Sandro!

Dude, a welcome reception just for us.

You and the band go to the hotel.

I'll keep an eye on these two
over at the farm.

Oh, I see. You get to live it up, right?

Great. And I get to take the riffraff
to the crappy hotel.

And take it easy on the minibar.

Sandro!

-Can you carry this for me, bro?
-That…

Listen, cowboy, don't forget,

Mayor Bento, First Lady Matilde,
and his daughter Lulli.

I need to tell you something about Lulli.

Hey, Sandro, my friend.

Oh, Mayor Bento.

Why are you being so formal?

Call me Bento. None of this mayor stuff.

Thank you. How are you?

-Sandro.
-How are you?

Jesus Christ, what is this?

You're still hot, Sandro.

Hold your horses.

Mr. Bento. How are you, Bento?
How are you guys?

Better, now that you're here.

I missed you guys.

Look, I have a surprise.

On behalf of the city of Nova Esperança,
we welcome you, sir.

That's so cute, Lulli. Thank you.

Always the jokester.

Mayor!

It's like a stampede.

-Let's go. Come with me.
-Come on.

-Come on, Mayor.
-Get in.

-This is not funny.
-Open the door. Let her in.

That was not funny.

Who are you again?

Dad, stop the car, I'm getting out.

Can't you see he's kidding?

Oh, stop. Stop this nonsense.

I'm just trying to break the ice.

She just got back from England.

She's on another level.

All she says is, "Hi."
She's unrecognizable.

What about you back there?

-Me?
-The big guy. Yes, you.

This beautiful guy here
is Sandro's new drummer.

-Nelson.
-Pança.

-Is it Nelson or Pança?
-You can call me whatever you want.

Nice to meet you. My name is Matilde.

Gosh, the mayor has beautiful daughters,
doesn't he?

Did you hear that, Daddy?

Show me some respect.

He's hitting on me.

Wow, it's so beautiful here.

So green. Parnassian.

It's like you've never been here before.

It's because I haven't been here
in a while, Matilde.

You're crazy.

Damn it.

-Are you okay?
-I had no reception.

You can unload the car.

Mr. Mayor,
I'll handle the meeting at the City Hall.

Good.

-I'll talk to you in a bit, Mayor Bento.
-Okay.

Come on over, folks.

-Welcome.
-This way.

I know it's not as luxurious
as your house,

but I want you to feel at home.

-Thank you, Bento.
-Thank you.

All right, make yourselves at home.
Get comfortable.

And I'll take care of lunch.
Actually, I prepared something, Sandro.

A sarravulho that tastes so…

-Matilde, look at you.
-It's wonderful.

Matilde made a sarravulho.
You love sarravulho.

I really like that, it's so good.

To be honest, I was actually dreaming
about some pork ribs

with the yummy hoecakes.
Those are really your specialty.

Well, we have a lot of hoecakes over here.

Honey, come on.

Well, there you go, how nice.

I don't think that there's anything better
than a good hoecake.

Don't you agree with that, Sandro?

I do.

Daddy would know, right?

Yes, I know! I know!

As long as I get some.

Gosh, it's gonna be a long day.

What's sarravulho?

No clue.
I think it's some kind of food, man.

Yo, why is she treating me like that?

Because you guys kind of had a thing
when you were younger.

It almost turned into a relationship.

-Really?
-Yes, but she hates you.

Really?

-Really.
-Why?

-Hey, there.
-There he is.

Shall we eat?

-Let's do it. Yeah.
-Let's do it.

One more, Agnaldo?

I'm good.
Seeing Pança drinking turned me off.

But I want another one.
Hey, Mayor, can I get some more?

Are you sure you don't want any, Sandro?

-It's like honey. It's so unlike you.
-It must be good.

Hold on, let me smell it.

Yummy, but you know what?

I'm… I'm doing a detox.

-What?
-A detox.

A cleanse, honey.

That's nonsense. It's just one drink.
There aren't any toxins in it.

I'm feeling a little bloated, you know?

You look perfect to me.

-Thanks.
-Very hot.

But this drink is even better.

-I insist. You have to try.
-Yeah.

You have to try. You just have to.

-So yummy.
-You must.

So, Bento,

how is the planning of the concert
and the music video going?

-You drink it.
-No, they'll get mad.

Lulli's been handling the production
since she got back from London.

Fancy. So, you went to London?

With Lulli in charge of the concert
and the music video,

I'm sure it's gonna be a success.

Isabela Falcão
is coming to the farm tomorrow.

Isabela Falcão? Oh, that woman is so hot…

Stop it, Pança. Hold it in.

Hotheaded. She's so hotheaded.
'Cause she's always working.

-He's a huge fan.
-I am.

Tell me about it. I'm also a huge fan.

-You too?
-I'm a huge fan of hers.

She's the greatest Brazilian model
out there, right?

The greatest Brazilian model
on my farm. Amazing.

Your farm?

Last I checked, my grandpa gave this farm
to my mom, and she passed it down to me.

-Oh my God.
-See, Daddy?

Oh, honey.

Hey, Pança.
Are you taking Sandro's drink too?

You're like a bottomless pit, huh?

Isn't that enough?

Well, the concert is tonight at 9 p.m.,
after dinner.

And tomorrow we head
to Pantanal very early.

Is 6 a.m. okay?
Or is it too early for you?

For me?

That's perfect.

You're not drinking,
you're waking up early,

are you going to church now too?

Amen, sir.

Well, that depends. I'd go if you go.

Look at that.

Look at that.

She's like a wild horse, that one.

-Well, I insist you drink that.
-No.

-You gotta drink.
-Come on.

-Come on, drink!
-Do it.

Come on. Drink.

Smells good.

It's made from that piqui fruit,
you love it.

Here I go.

Hooray!

Good, huh?

One more, then.

Stop, Daddy.

Whenever…

I think of you

Whoa.

You ride it very well.
And that horse is beautiful.

-Don't have anything better to do?
-You look pretty on him.

Where are your manners?

You two…

I don't get why she got so angry.
I just complimented the horse.

You know she loves that stallion.

What did you expect?
That she'd thank you again?

The stallion, the horse, right?

I gave it to her. What was I thinking?

She hates me, right?

Oh, Sandro.

I'm in a tough spot.

You know I like you, but I'm her father.

As a man, I get it.

All those women all over you…

But you hooked up with her friends.

But you changed a lot.

It's like you're a different person.

Mr. Bento, do you think she'd be willing
to meet this different person?

Ah…

No, listen.

We gotta lower the pitch a little bit,
he's a bit hoarse.

Go on, lower it, let's hear it.

Vagabond… Good.

That's better, he has allergies.
He's been sneezing.

Pancitas, my man. So, are you having fun?

-Wild. All top-notch, bro.
-There's so much stuff.

-Flavored water.
-Genival.

-Are you here?
-What's up, my man?

The man is here.

-You call this "on time," man?
-Sorry, I had a setback.

Jesus Christ.

Not even in my sertão
have I seen greater beauty than yours.

Maybe the same beauty, but not greater.

I am Genival, the stage manager.
It's a pleasure.

-That's enough.
-Nice to meet you, Genival.

Good evening.

Jaques, I wasn't expecting you tonight.

I wouldn't miss this concert
for the world.

There's a lot at stake, right, Sandro?

Right, that's right.

-Let's go. Ten minutes. Come on.
-Yo, just a second.

First, I just need to thank
every one of you gathered here today,

because without you,
there would be no tour.

And so, from the bottom of my heart,
a huge thank-you.

I've never seen Sandro thank anybody.

He is in a zen phase right now, Lulli.

I forgot something important.

I want to introduce you all to our dear,
and alluring producer.

Let's give her a hand, please.

She's the boss.

Go, Lulli. Yay! She's a warrior.

But, hey, don't try to make a move on her.

She's out of your league, okay?

Out of yours too.

Well, guys,

let me know if you need anything, okay?

Anything at all.

-Thank you, ma'am.
-Thank you, Lulli.

We're gonna totally rock this concert,

because tonight it's rock and roll, yeah.

No, wait, son.

Of course, I meant country music.

Long live country music, God Almighty.
I want everyone looking great.

I thought you said that the thing
with the mayor's daughter was over.

It is over, Barreto.

Lulli hates Sandro.

The problem is that he's not Sandro.

And he has a job to do.

I don't want any distractions.

I'm going to the VIP area.

God bless.
Everything will be all right, Barreto.

We got five minutes till you're on, okay?

So, cowboy?

-Are you ready?
-Let's go.

Sir, I can guarantee you
that the mayor will personally

see to it that your requirements are met.

Excuse me. Lulli, honey.

Mr. Mayor, look who's here.

-Honey.
-Hi, Dad.

The production looks beautiful.

-Do you like it?
-It's modern, psychedelic.

Congratulations, you nailed it.

Hey, kid. All set?

I think so.

Look, relax.

They're crazy about Sandro.
I mean, about you.

But my biggest crowd was at that prom.

Don't think about that.

Especially because we want
a different outcome this time, right?

Do you know the musician's prayer?

Okay, let me teach you. Give me your hand.

Close your eyes, okay?
Repeat this in your mind.

Blessed Father in Heaven,
please allow the sounds released by us

to calm those who are currently disturbed,

cure those who are sick,
and cheer up those who are depressed.

May they shine bright like the stars.

And be smooth like velvet.

So be it.

Amen.

Amen.

Here. Go.

Go on. Do what you do best.

And now, people of Nova Esperança,

let's make some noise

for the greatest singer in the country,

Sandro Sanderlei!

Sandro!

Sandro.

What's going on?

-I don't know.
-Come on, Sandro.

Guina?

He's… getting in the moment. He's okay.

People of Nova Esperança…

I'm nervous.

…I just wanted to say…

-Sandro!
-You're gorgeous.

…that this is the greatest concert
of my life.

I love you guys.

Thank you.

Sandro!

I would like to thank our mayor,
Bento Loreto,

all these gorgeous women
of Nova Esperança,

and most of all, Lulli,

our talented producer.

The angrier she gets,
the prettier she looks.

I'm leaving.

Bye, Agnaldo.

Good night, folks, thank you very much.

What are you doing?

No!

Oh my God.

Wow.

I drink one, two, three

Yeehaw!

Jesus, Mary and Joseph. All right, yes.

My God, what a concert, Pança.

-Dude!
-I always wanted to have fans and do that.

Yeah, but they're actually Sandro's fans.

Yeah, but…

Look, a photo.

Take it.

-Can we take one with you?
-You want a…

Oh, with him?

-Hey.
-Excuse me.

-Oh, with him too.
-Can I take a picture with you?

-Now, girl.
-I'll just stay right here.

-He's here.
-No, with you.

You want a picture with me?

Really? Wow.

Grab him hard.

Thank you.

Congratulations. What a great concert.

I told you, bro,

that I could pull it off.

Isabela doesn't need an introduction.

-Nice to meet you.
-Smarty-pants.

Oh, we already… We already…

Many times.

Isabela, how are you?

I'm a huge fan of your photo shoots, I'm…

Yeah, but she doesn't need to hear
about that stuff right now, Pança.

I have the helicopter.

We're going to the hottest after-party
in São Paulo,

and you're coming with us, right, Sandro?

I have to wake up early tomorrow.

So, I have to go.

I need to go through some stuff with Lulli
for the music video, you know?

So let's at least take a picture, then.

-Right. Take their picture.
-Go on, boy.

-Let's do this, please. Close up.
-Great.

You're looking even hotter.

-Get them both.
-You think so?

Way hotter.

That's it. Get closer.

Come here.

A kiss. Close on them.

Can we take a picture over here?

You can't leave a pretty lady hanging.

No way.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry,
but I really have to go, okay?

No, we have a contract.

I'm sorry, Jaques.

What's that, Uncle?

-Hi, Mr. Mayor. How are you?
-That was your best concert yet.

Thank you.

Let me tell you something, Sandro.
That concert was fabulous.

Have you seen Lulli?

Lulli?

Lulli left already. She was tired.

Magaiver took her home.

I must talk to her before I go to bed.
And tomorrow we go on that trip…

Son, for the love of God,

will you please accept
the mayor's dinner invitation?

Yes, stay.

I think I really should go.

Excuse me, Mr. Mayor, Matilde, excuse me.

I just need some important info.

I'm sorry to interrupt, Mr. Mayor.

Does the dinner invitation include
the whole band and my crew?

-Everybody.
-How many?

About half a dozen, ten or fifteen.

-Do they vote here?
-I'm not sure.

Come on,
let's go eat at the mayor's house!

May I?

-What?
-May I?

Sure.

Thank you.

You don't like me very much, do you?

What's with the act?

"I don't drink, thank you."

"I'm nice to everyone."

And what you did
at the end of the concert…

Ridiculous.

Wait. Lulli?

Look at me, please.

I know that San…

I know I messed things up.

I just wanted you to know
that I've changed.

You had sex with my best friend.

Is that messing things up?

Well, that…

I became the town's joke.

I couldn't even go outside.

But then I understood…
the type of women you like.

Folia, right? Tânia Folia.

I'm definitely not your type.

And… you're not mine, either.

Son of a…

There he is.

-What's up, cowboy?
-Thank you for the heads-up, Agnaldo.

I tried to tell you,
but I didn't get a chance.

Now you know.

So? Excited to go to Pantanal?

What kind of question is that, Pança?

Just ignore him, Pança.

He gets like that
when he doesn't get what he wants.

Get in. Let's go. Today, I'm driving.

Let's go, the mayor's already in Pantanal.

Hang on tight, cowboy.

Guys, where's my seatbelt?

Are we there yet?

-We're almost there.
-I'm getting…

There they are.

Hey!

-Ready?
-Yes.

Excuse me.

Sandro!

Look how much he's changed.

Group hug, everyone.

The cheating fiasco really hit him hard.

He seems more kind.

All it took was being cheated on.

Let's go, guys.

Watch it.

…and pan down at the beginning
of the music video.

At the end,
we'll use the drone and fly backwards.

-It'll look beautiful.
-What's up, star?

-What's up?
-What's up, Peixe? You good?

-What's up, Peixe?
-What's up, Agnaldo?

How's the setup for the music video?

-We don't have the model.
-What do you mean?

Isabela Falcão went
to a party last night in São Paulo…

-Jesus.
-She missed her flight.

I can't believe this.

Campo Grande's airport is closed,
due to a storm. No flights in or out.

So we better start shooting soon
because the storm is on its way.

-Come on.
-How can we shoot without a model?

Wait up, guys.

You don't have to beg me.

I can do it if you want.

We're going
in a different direction, Matilde.

-Agnaldo.
-What?

…with Michel Teló.

That's funny.
Now we have Michel Teló in the band.

Oh man…

It's worth a shot.

-His music video? No way.
-Wait.

A good music video needs a beautiful woman

who can ride a horse,

and that has the charm that,
all due respect, you know you have.

And a lot more than Isabela.

Come on, honey. Do the music video.

It'll be good for the tourism in the area.

What? Are you scared, Lulli?

Scared? Scared of what?

So, what do you have to lose?
Take a chance.

-Take a chance?
-Yes.

Says the guy who's been singing
the same old songs for the last 20 years.

I know, right?

So, let's make a bet.

A bet?

Yeah. Choose a song, any song you want.

If I play it right,

you do the music video with me.

Any song?

Any song.

What if you lose?

You can post it online,
and I'll become a meme.

Sandro, I don't think that's a good idea.

Don't worry.

How about this one?

Jeez, I'll be damned.

Pança, come here. Do you know this band?

Let me see, bro.

-Stepe… Stepe…
-Never heard of them.

Stepe dwolf.

This will be good.

Hey, Agnaldo? Hand me Lurdinha, please.

You'll get the lyrics, please?

Sure.

Well…

Here.

Hold on. Get ready. I'm gonna record it.

And action.

Come on.

He's so good, huh, Daddy?

-That's some heavy country.
-That is very heavy country.

Oh yeah. Come on.

Come on, Bento!

Dance, come on.

You have to do the music video

You have to do the music video

You have to, you have to

Just because I'm a country guy
doesn't mean I can't play rock and roll.

Go get your makeup done
for the music video.

-You rocked it, man.
-That was amazing.

-That was good, man.
-He knows.

Hey, Pança, get me some water.

-Okay.
-Amazing.

To be a real rock star,
you just need some tattoos.

-True.
-Long hair, right?

Play it again for us.

Let's see if you guys know this one.

Do these pants need to be
this tight, Agnaldo?

Yes, kid,
tight pants is what sells tickets.

Trust me.
I'll go check if Lulli approves this.

Go ahead.

Dude, grab me that hat.

Here we go, Sandrola.

Do the metal sign, come on.

Hold on, are you making fun of me, Pança?

Why?

What? I don't get it.

You know this has always been my dream.

We're here to make my music video.

-You should be happy.
-Wait, your music video?

Bro, when you make your own music video,

I'll be on cloud nine.

But this is Sandro Sanderlei's
music video.

This is work.

Or did you forget?

No, I didn't forget, Pança.

You never let me forget it.

You know what's going on? You're jealous.

Are you serious, bro? Jealous?

No one else in the world
supports you as much as I do.

I've always been by your side.

Who stood up for you
in every fight you got into

with the older kids?

Who embraced you
when you had no one else in the world?

Who, bro?

You.

And now I'm here.

Again.

I quit my job,

asked for help from an uncle
who didn't even remember me,

I cut my fucking hair, for you.

I know.

Now you ask me to fetch you water,

your hat… What the heck, man?

Huh? Why are you doing this?

-You didn't get it, Pança.
-I didn't get it?

You're treating me like I'm an employee.

I am not your employee.

I'm your best friend, bro.

I'm your brother.

Look in the mirror.

Where's Hero?

Where's my brother?

Let me know when you find him, okay?

Asshole.

Agnaldo, I told you I'm not doing it.

-Lulli, listen to me.
-No way.

Sexy outfits sell. Am I right, Peixe?

"Sexy"? What "sexy outfit," Agnaldo?
This is the silliest outfit I can handle.

Agnaldo, let's shoot over there.

-Hold on.
-Come with me. Here.

Lulli, you look beautiful.

Here.

You look…

-Ridiculous, I know.
-…so beautiful.

So beautiful.

You will pay for this.

Get out.

All right. Quiet on the set. Action!

Lulli, move forward.

Grab her on the side.

The other side.

I'm not shooting her close-up yet.

I'll get that flare.

That's it. Now, eye contact.
Great chemistry.

Great.

Look into his eyes. Look…

Cut! Alê!

-Lulli's makeup. Bring the horse.
-Okay.

Sandro, come here with me.

We're gonna try everything,
we're gonna try…

Will there be a kiss?

A kiss would be awesome.

A kiss is a great idea,
I don't know, Lulli's a bit…

Sandro. Let's give the kiss a try.

The kiss?
It's not that I want to, you know?

But it's a romantic music video.
It makes sense.

Guys, the reflector.
If it rains, it'll show on camera.

Sandro, you have to get on the horse
before it starts raining.

-Get on the horse?
-Right now.

Excellent. Go, horse. Roll sound.

It's that way.

Gosh!

I fell, wait. Oh, horsey…

-Cut!
-To the right.

Sandro! You really need to learn
to maneuver better.

Do you want to know what perfection is?

Hey, Sandro,
did you forget your own lyrics?

I have too many hits, I forget them.

-Let's go. Roll camera.
-Quiet, please.

Do you want to know what perfection is?

You are perfect just the way you are

Cut!

Sandro, from the top.
But don't look at her this time, okay?

Let's go again, folks.
Cue the music, playback.

These crazy ladies are funny

Looking in the mirror and asking
Am I skinny? Am I fat?

That's what women do

You are beautiful in pink and gray

No matter the color

Wearing flip-flops, a dress or pajamas
You are my love

And if you ask me
You know the score I'll give you?

From zero to ten

One hundred

When I went to London,
I didn't speak any English.

I can only say "hi" and "thank you."

Fabi, clear the set for us, please.
Thank you, Fabi.

It will start raining soon,
we need to make this work right now.

No second take.

Sandro, now for that one scene
we discussed, all right?

Cool, let's roll.

-Cue camera.
-We're rolling.

-Cue sound.
-We're rolling.

Action.

That's it, intimacy.

Look into each other's eyes.

That's it, Lulli. Connect with him, Lulli.

A kiss would be great right about now.

Jaques is going to kill me.

This is cinema, dude. Look at that.

It's raining.

Cut. Protect the camera.

Are you okay, Sandro?

Sandro. Dude, your video playing
rock and roll is trending online.

-Good thing we got it in the last take.
-That was a good thing.

Oh, St. Peter, help me.

I need to go to Jaguariúna in three days,

and he has to be there beforehand
for the interviews.

Sheesh, you can cancel it, buddy.

Cancel it… It's sold out.

Even if the weather improves,
the road is flooded.

You can't take off.

And a bridge collapsed.
Not even a four-by-four can go through.

What if we go on horseback?

You have to know the way to the city,
or you'll be eaten by alligators.

Yeah, unless someone
who knows the way comes along.

You're impossible today.

"Lulli, be on the music video."
"Lulli, go on horseback."

But that's all right.

I'll do anything for some decent Wi-Fi.

I need to work.

Let's get ready.

We'll wait for the rain to stop
and we'll go.

My goodness.

Bless you, Dad.

Bless you, honey.

Be careful at night, okay?

Mr. Bento, Mrs. Matilde,
sorry if I caused any trouble.

-Thank you for everything.
-Don't mention it.

You are welcome, our pleasure.
Come back any time.

You're always welcome here.

Wanna come with us?

No.

Don't worry.

As soon as we're able to fly,
I'll take Pança.

-Bye, sweetie.
-Bye.

-Bye.
-Bye.

This is the most beautiful place
in the world.

What? What was that?

There are no alligators here, right?

There are. Tons.

Actually, they really love cowboy meat.

What happened between you
and Nelson back there?

I messed things up with him.

Doesn't he get upset about that nickname?

-Why?
-"Paunch."

Oh, it's not because of his belly.

Why, then?

It was in sixth grade,
when we read Don Quixote.

The character I loved the most
was Sancho Pança.

Even though he knew Don Quixote
was messed up,

he stuck by his side.

And Nelson is like that. Loyal.

Are you loyal to him too?

Let's go. So we can get to a safe place.

Whoa, cattle.

I love this place.

Hey! Do you mind?

Oh, of course.

Are you going to sleep
with the clothes you traveled in?

Well, I didn't bring anything else.

You don't want to be shirtless
in front of a woman?

Actually, I did bring some clothes,
but I'll change tomorrow.

We should've brought a snack.

I'm starving.

Thank you.

Why Lulli?

Why do you ask? You never asked before.

You're making fun of me, right?

No, I swear.

You know that actress Lucinha Lins?

Well, my mom was a huge fan.

When I was born,
my dad said I looked a lot like her.

Blond hair.

So they named me Lulli.

Do you miss her?

Lucinha or my mom?

I was very little when she died.

I do.

I really miss

the time we didn't have.

My mom was a piano teacher.

She had a student who was hard of hearing.

And one day I asked her,

"How do you teach music
to someone who can't hear?"

She grabbed my hand,

put it on her chest…

and asked, "What do you feel?"

I said, "Your heart."

And she said, "That's how."

Do you know how to say
"I love you" in sign language?

That was the last thing she told me.

Before she…

Should we go to sleep?
I promise I won't bite.

Who knew…

Mrs. Lucinha Lins

would flirt with me
on a night like this in Pantanal.

You're ridiculous.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Here.

No one cheats on Sandro.

Tânia.

-Tânia?
-Tânia.

-I'm Renata.
-Tânia.

But you can call me Tânia.

That's so cool. Look here. Look at Tânia.

Look how cute.

Rosa, it's two music videos. It's easy.

The first one is Sandro playing rock,
the second is him kissing Isabela Falcão.

I want this in the press today, Rosa.
That's it. Chop-chop.

Hi, Rosa.

From the hospital?

What?

Wasn't there a spot with fewer alligators?

In Pantanal? Not really.

Why do they keep staring at us like that?

Probably fans of yours.

Hey, what about that scar?

I've been meaning to ask you.

Oh, well…

A fight at school.

I don't remember that.

Why did you fight?

I was bullied a lot.

Harrison Ford has a scar like that.

Harrison Ford.

I find it sexy.

You think I'm sexy?

I mean, it's not that I'm scared.

-No, you're not.
-It's not fear.

-I'm tired of resting.
-Oh, you're tired of resting?

Bye, guys. It was great.

-Good afternoon.
-Good afternoon.

-Excuse me, what's your name?
-Inácio.

Mr. Inácio, do you think we could
spend the night here?

-I promise we won't bother you.
-Sure, you're welcome here.

Make yourselves at home,
go ahead and find a spot, okay?

-Okay.
-Thank you.

No worries.

Well, take your foot off of it.

This trip really made me think.

Being here makes a lot of sense.

Riding a horse.

Country music is all about that, right?

But…

You're very different.

Dinner is served.

Let's go.

Last one in is a rotten egg.

No!

Hey, partner, aren't you Sandro?

Yes, he is.

-I'm his cousin.
-Oh, I see.

Sandro's cousin, what's your name?

-Hero.
-What's that? Japanese?

No, it's a nickname for Heródoto.
It's a Greek name.

Well, "Hero," right?

Do you have any hits?

Anything new you can share with us?
Play on the guitar.

Come on, show us.

I'm not sure if it's a hit,

but I started writing a song.

It goes something like this.

Whenever I think of you

I remember the first time

That feeling that makes me want

Things we didn't do

Anyway, something like that.

It's just the beginning,
I still have to finish it.

It's beautiful.

You're not really Sandro, huh?

He can't play shit.

I agree. And I gotta say,

he doesn't know beauty.

Should we play another song?

Okay. So, let's play that one.

Watch and learn.

Watch.

Have a good night.

-Have a good night.
-Thank you for taking us in.

Bye, guys. See you later.

Have a good night.
Look out for jaguars, okay, partner?

Hang on tight, cowgirl,
'cause this bull is fierce.

Hang on tight, this bull is fierce.

I almost lost it when you said
that name back there.

Heródoto. What a weird name, huh?

It got cold.

Here. You can have mine.

What about you?

I'll be fine, I run hot.

Thank you.

How did you end up in London
if you get cold like this?

Ah, everything is heated there, you know?

Restaurants, homes, hotels…

Did you like living there?

A lot.

But being there made me realize
I'm really a country girl, you know?

Then I came back
to spend the holiday with my dad,

and I didn't wanna go back.

Thank God.

Where's Sandro?

I don't know.

I really don't.

So, why don't you

leave him there?

-Wherever he is.
-Okay.

What about boyfriends?

Did you have any boyfriends there?

There was a French DJ,

a Belgian architect,

a Portuguese writer.

There was also a Ukrainian photographer.

I don't stand a chance, huh?
You only dated famous men.

If I were interested in fame,
you would be the perfect person.

Well, maybe I am.

I can't believe this.

What?

I can't fall in love with Sandro again.

You're falling in love?

No, of course not.

What?

Did something happen?

I don't know how to explain it.

The cheating,

everything you told me,

all the lies…

It wasn't me.

Yeah, right.

I would tell you if I could, Lulli.

-Lulli, listen to me.
-Get out of here.

-Good morning, Miss Lulli.
-Good morning.

How was the journey?

Good.

Magaiver, take him to the airport.
I'm going by myself.

Your father told me
to drive you both there,

and for the cowboys to take the horses.

I'm not going.

GIRL, DID YOU SEE THIS?

TÂNIA IS WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE.
SANDRO'S NEW AFFAIR IS ISABELA FALCÃO

Are you okay, Miss Lulli?

-Good morning, Mr. Sandro.
-No.

It was this, right?

I can't believe I fell for that.
Lulli, she forced herself on me.

Typical.

Lulli. Lulli, look at me.

Look at me. I would never do that to you.

Don't look at me anymore.

Lulli.

Don't talk to me anymore.

Never again.

Look, Mr. Sandro,
I don't mean to get involved,

but I've known Miss Lulli
since she was a child.

I've never seen a girl so brave.

She never ran from anything.

Not even when her mother got ill.
God bless her soul.

The only reason Lulli went to Europe

was because she was ashamed.

With all due respect,

if you don't like the girl,

don't play with her.

But I do like her.

A lot.

To sweeten our trip.

The mayor said the flooding has gone down,
and that Mr. Agnaldo was able to fly.

What? Hold on. Is it ready?
Is everything ready?

-I'm gonna fix it. It's gonna get done.
-Hurry up.

Everything's ready.
Everything's ready, Jaques.

Yeah, Hero will be here soon.

What? He woke up?

He woke up!

What's this about Japanese food?

-I was craving it.
-Raw fish, man?

He likes it.

-What's up?
-There's my man. How was it?

It was crazy.
My thoughts are running wild.

Okay, but let's focus on the concert.

There are over 70,000 people here
to see you. It's going to be amazing.

Son… I have something to tell you.

Okay, but I need
to sort something out first.

Have you seen Pança?

-I'll see you guys later.
-Okay.

You were right.

-About what?
-About everything.

I looked in the mirror and…

I didn't like what I saw.

But you seemed to be having fun.

But you got what you always wanted,
to be famous.

Right?

You know I don't do this for fame.

I just wanted, I don't know,

for my work to be recognized,
and admired, you know?

But I've always admired you.

Regardless of your talent.

I've always admired you as a person.

I just don't admire you

when you're an awestruck jerk.

I really admire you too, Pança.

I'm sorry I was a jerk.

A big jerk.

And, from the bottom of my heart,

thank you for opening my eyes.

That's what brothers are for, right?

-I love you, dude.
-I love you too.

What about Lulli?

Jaques set me up.

With Isabela Falcão… Dude.

She's so…

talented, providing that service.

Dude, they ruined everything.

It created a big problem for me.

Speaking of problems…

So the guy was in a coma
and didn't know I was impersonating him?

What happened to Sandro is in the past.

What matters is you are a bigger
and better star than he ever was.

Wait, Jaques, better than Sandro?

Am I wrong? He's a better singer,
he's not an alcoholic,

and, most of all, he could bring
Brazilian music to a whole new level.

Your video went viral online.

You bridged the gap
between country music and rock.

You are responsible for what could be
a new genre of music in Brazil.

What about Sandro?

This contract is bigger
than the one offered to Michael Jackson.

Twelve albums in eight years.

I won't let you do that.

I'll tell the press,
and report you to the police.

I wouldn't do that if I were you, Agnaldo.

Your hands are dirty too.

You're not worth the shit you step on.

You wouldn't want to spend
the rest of your life in jail.

Right?

Hero, son,

don't let this man ruin your life.

Think about Lulli.

You'll have plenty of women now.

I am offering you the success
you always wanted.

What about Sandro?

Sandro will get a ton of money,

he'll do more plastic surgery,
which he loves,

he'll change his face, name and country.

Do you have a pen?

Son, you don't want to do that.

Agnaldo, didn't you say

that opportunities don't knock
on the same door twice?

What about Lulli?

Lulli doesn't like me.

You don't know that, son.

Agnaldo, please leave.

You can go. I know what I'm doing.

Great Heródoto…

the Father of History.

Unfortunately, this is not his history.

Gentlemen.

I saw that.

What the heck? This guy is the devil.

Dude, what was that paper?
Did you sign anything with that guy?

I did.
Sandro Sanderlei is still on the job.

What do you mean?
How about our conversation?

What's going on, bro?

You're disappointing me again…

What? Are you gonna cry?

I did sign it, dude.
But I signed it as Sandro.

And you're not him.

Exactly.

The contract's useless.

At the very least,
I got Sandro a big contract.

Oh, man! My nephew,
my own flesh and blood,

wouldn't have a stupid friend.

I knew you wouldn't let me down again.

Oh, okay. You were about to cry.

But what about the records
he promised you?

I'm not gonna work with that loser.

Don't worry, I have my connections.

But what are we gonna do about Sandro?

I have an idea.

But I need your help.

Hello? Mr. Bento? How are you?

-Come on, go.
-Hi, friends.

Wow, look at all these babes.

Come on, put some pajamas on him.

-Are we going to the circus?
-What circus?

Yes, the circus. He's the trapeze artist,
and he's the sword swallower.

And you're Bozo the Clown.

-Okay, guys. Go.
-Let's go.

-Okay, let's do one more.
-Hi, how are you?

-May I help you?
-Just a problem with the coffee machine.

-Oh, the coffee machine…
-But… I don't…

I don't even drink coffee.
Do you guys do liposuction here?

-For you?
-Yes.

-I want to do it.
-You don't need it.

Wait, miss. You don't understand,

I have fat in places you wouldn't believe.

But I think you could use
a cosmetic procedure.

Here? A cosmetic procedure? Really?

-Just a second.
-Miss, for the love of God.

My heart just stopped.

-It's still beating, don't worry.
-If it is, it's beating for you.

It's beating for you.

Oh, come on.

Sometimes I think… Am I dead?

No, you're not dead.

Then why do I see an angel?

She's not okay. Go talk to her.

I'm not good with that kind of stuff.

This is girl talk, and I…

You go.

You know she won't listen to me.

And besides, she needs her father now.

Go on, honey.

Hi, honey.

You know that…

That when your mom would worry,

she'd act just like you.

She would lie on the ground
and gaze at the sky.

I used to tell her
she wouldn't find answers in the sky.

The answer is right here.

You know, when I was a broke rodeo cowboy,

your grandfather did everything
to keep us apart.

So how did you stay together?

She confronted him.

And the rest is history.

You look more and more
like your mom every day.

In what way?

In every way.

In every way.

We were married…

until God…

Honey, follow your heart.

Whatever you decide,

you'll have my blessing.

I just don't want to see you in pain.

Oh, Daddy, I love you so much.

I love you too, sweetheart.

-Just to put your mind at ease.
-Sure.

The festival you're playing
is one of Brazil's biggest.

-And it will be broadcast live on TV.
-Live?

Yes, also online on streaming services,
reaching millions of viewers.

-Millions?
-Yeah.

But you'll only be playing in front of
about 70,000 people, give or take.

-Seventy thousand?
-But don't worry.

I'm only telling you to help you relax.

For someone who started playing
in heavy metal bands and proms,

you have come a long way,
huh, Nelson? Congratulations.

What did you call me?

Nelson. Isn't that your name?

Sônia's son, my nephew Nelson.

Hey, Uncle… Juvenal.

Your audacity impresses me.

Wonderful. We're all set.

-Hey.
-Jarbas is bringing him.

Now we just have to follow the plan.

Pançola and I will go first,

and I'll see you on stage.

Everything will work out fine.
Just walk the line.

This is the great barrel race!

This is very exciting!

You wouldn't want to miss
the barrel race finale!

Who knew we would be playing
for this huge crowd?

Tell me about it.

Pança, I'm really glad
you're here with me, man.

-You're the man.
-Oh!

And soon, on stage, one of the greatest…

What if it doesn't work?

It already has.

Today, I want you to play
on your drum set.

Did you forget what happened
to my drum set at that prom?

But what if you play
on your brand-new drum set?

Check it out, dude. Isn't it beautiful?

You can't afford that.

No.

But Sandro Sanderlei can.

-Agnaldo! Honey…
-Tavinho Chantecler.

I appreciate this fantastic opportunity

to cover this concert exclusively.

You sure know how to treat the press.

Of course I do, my dear Chantinho.

What are you doing?

I asked the production team
to put your camera on the big screen.

Why? So you can live-stream the interview

with Sandro Sanderlei
everywhere in Brazil.

There he is, Chantecler.

Let's go.

Jaques, hello there.
How are you doing, my friend?

You know Tavinho Chantecler, right?

The greatest gossipmonger in Brazil.

I know Chantecler. How are you?

No, Tony. I haven't bought
your Wando Obscene tour curtain.

I didn't find it, I'll buy it.

Please. Please, Tony.

I have a serious problem here,
the man is totally incapacitated.

I need the name… What's in that beverage
that you drink? "Pick Me" something?

Tânia?

No, I'm not talking to you.

-Tânia.
-You're making a fool of yourself.

Yeah! Pick Me Up, that's the one.

What do I put in it? Okay, what else?

That much?

Jesus Christ, that could kill him.
He won't get up.

-Dude, where's Sandro?
-They are bringing him.

What about Lulli?

And now, the Jaguariúna rodeo…

Kill it, bro. It's all going to work out.

…the greatest singer in this country,

the extraordinary,
the outstanding, the one and only,

Sandro Sanderlei!

Good evening, everyone.

I'd like to send a huge kiss

to the biggest gossip on TV,
our beloved Chantecler.

Are you there, my friend?

I have a bunch of questions for you,

and I'm sure this audience
is dying to know the answers too.

Let's leave the worst for last.

Thank you for being here, Chanchan.

You don't know how exciting it is
to be on this stage

and see all of you.

Tonight…

I'm going to start with a new song.

I love you!

I wrote this song to someone

who's very special to me.

Someone I am…

I am completely in love with.

This one is for you, Lulli.

Whenever I think of you

I remember the first time

That feeling that makes me want

Things we didn't do

Now, it feels as if I were living
Someone else's life

But was not allowed to tell anyone

Buddy, do you understand
what he's about to give up?

Don't worry, I got it.

I can't help it, I don't even try it

I need you all the time
Give me one more chance

This love story has become a soap opera

A movie romance
An affair and a dilemma

I love you guys, that's beautiful.

I can't help it, I don't even try it

Now you guys.

I need you all the time
Give me one more chance

This love story has become a soap opera

A movie romance
An affair and a dilemma

Beautiful. Thank you. I love you guys.

Thank you.

Guys…

Sandro!

I want to talk to you all
about something very difficult.

Marry me, Sandro!

Actually…

Look at me, Sandro, please!

…from my heart to yours.

What if I told you…

that Sandro Sanderlei got sick?

What do you mean?
You're talking to us right now.

Actually, Sandro almost died.

But thank the Lord,

and to our joy,

he got better.

I would like to call on stage

the greatest country singer in Brazil.

Not just in this country,

in the world.

I give you,

Sandro Sanderlei!

I'm going to sue you!

Who are you suing?

Sandro!

You really are my doppelgänger, man.

That's hilarious, isn't it?

Here. The stage is yours, dude.

Here.

I know that there's a country heart
beating in there.

Now you're pushing it, dude.

But thank you.

It brought me luck.

Thanks for getting me out of there.

You got it, man. If it weren't for you,
I wouldn't have met Lulli.

Fair enough.

I want to hear a round of applause

for this great musician,

and rocker,

Heródoto Batista.

-Hero.
-Hero.

Who is he? What's happening?
What do you have to do with--

Follow him.

-Take me to him.
-Come on.

It's all your fault.

-You stupid cow.
-Hey! What the heck?

Don't talk to her like that.

Cows can kick, so be careful.

That's right, honey! Show them!
Damn straight! Good.

-What's your name?
-My name?

My name is Maria José Ramalho Loreto.

But you can call me Matilde.

-Will you finish the concert with me?
-I'm late to see a girl.

Then you better go.

-Later.
-Go on.

Hello, people. I'm back,

and we're gonna bring the house down.
I've missed you.

Dude, that was awesome.

Go. Go after your girl. Here. Let's go.

Excuse me, sorry.

Excuse me.

So, your name
is actually Heródoto after all.

And so…

"Hero" is a rocker.

A rocker that writes country songs?

Let's say I had some inspiration.

Blond,

beautiful smile…

I couldn't help myself.

I fell in love with your country ways.

You were so brave,

or crazy to tell everyone.

If I spent another two days
with these guys,

I would make
everyone sing AC/DC country style.

I knew that jerk
couldn't have changed that much.

What about Isabela Falcão?

Another one of Jaques' tricks.

Dude, that guy is such a--

Is it too soon to say that I love you?

Is that a country song?

Me too.

I love you too.

-Let's go.
-Where?

To the countryside.

Let's go!

THE END

We were improvising,
and I thought it was an actual scene.

But then Lucas said,

"Should we get a tattoo?"

I said, "Sure." We were improvising.

And where is he?

He's getting a tattoo, dude.

-And? What tattoo are you getting?
-Rodeo Rock.

What about you?

I would only do a henna tattoo,
I won't get a real one.

He's calling you.

Lucco will…

He'll leave through the back.
I'll go after.

Just tell Lucas I went…

Just give him an excuse.

Dude, I got the tattoo.

It rocks.

…my heart stopped.

-It's still beating, don't worry.
-If it is, it's beating for you.

-True.
-Oh, come on.

No, keep going over there,
and I'll keep going over here.

-What?
-Improvise.

-I was trying to remember…
-Really?

It's if black is love, white is affection,
what I feel for you is plaid.

Oh, stop it.

Oh my God.

This separation from Tânia Foli… Fo… Fo…

Cut!

-Cut, he messed up.
-Cut!

-No, you…
-Were you at 5B at Álvaro Guião?

No, I was at 5C.

-Not 5B?
-I played in the band.

Remember, "Álvaro Guião…"

"It was good being a thief."

-Yes, it was good.
-I'm the thief who stole your heart.

-Stop it.
-Okay. Cut, enough.

-Clown.
-I love clowns.

Pimpão… the clown.

Don't forget, Mayor Bento,

First Lady Matilde,
and his daughter Lulli. Okay?

What about the rest, Charles?

I guess I forgot to say something.

Yay.

I can't see,
I don't think you're in the shot.

-I don't think so.
-Okay.

Wow. Look at that, it's just me on there.

-Okay, cut.
-Go.

Subtitle translation by: Rita Macedo