Murdered? But
who do you think killed Sofia?
It was Lola.
Your mother.
Wait, are you saying my mom
killed her? Is that it?
Either killed her, or had her killed.
You can't go around accusing people like that.
Sofia knew too much, kid.
Just like Cléo,
like Viviane.
I'm begging you, don't tell Lola I came to you
with this. I don't want to
-end up like them. -Wait.
Do you expect me to believe
something this insane? Leave, please.
I don't expect you to believe me.
I want you to look into it.
Don't go to the police,
your mother has them under her thumb.
SCARS OF BEAUTY
-Thank you. -I've thought about your proposal.
Fantastic! Can I start celebrating now?
I'd like to make you a counteroffer.
I want to buy out your share in LolaLand.
The scandal with falsified machines, customer complaints...
Your management has been a disaster.
"A disaster"? Are you kidding me?
-LolaLand is a hit! -My love.
Listen to my dad, Lola.
We're adding machines and injectables to the clinic.
And opening an aesthetics department.
What kind of joke is this?
Did you know about it, Benja?
I'll be heading up the project, my love.
Coward!
Tell me, whose idea was this?
The old-school scalpel crowd is against this.
It was you...
-Judas! It was you. Wasn't it? -The idea was mine.
Many plastic surgery clinics are
moving in this direction.
So you've decided to target my business, right?
Sure, sure, wise fairy.
I'd love to know what your problem is with me.
Not everything is about you.
In this case, it absolutely is.
You want to replicate LolaLand. Let's be clear: LolaLand is me!
Any imitation will just be a cheap knockoff,
poorly executed at that.
I'm one of a kind. I'm the original. Got it?
My God! You can't even keep
a business conversation professional.
Why do you hate me so much, Átila? Why?
Is it because I'm a woman?
And I'm competent? Different from you!
What are you talking about?
So, you all want to compete with me?
Bring it on!
I'm not afraid of a fight. Not one bit!
Let's see who comes out on top.
I don't speak to traitors!
Hey.
I got your message.
-How are you? -I'm furious.
I'm pissed off, I'm mad.
I feel like I could kill someone!
Yeah, that was a pretty sneaky move on their part.
Don't let them get under your skin!
Sweetheart, I might go down,
if I do, I'll go down swinging.
Lola,
I think I have an idea.
You think or you have one? Spit it out!
A cosmetics line.
My love,
skincare doesn't fix this kind of problem.
But it's the biggest trend with influencers right now.
Tons of them are launching their own lines. And guess what?
It was the top request from the Lolovers
in that survey I did.
They all want "Lola in a bottle".
Átila won't let go of LolaLand. Don't you want your own brand?
Well, if he can expand, why can't I?
-Yeah. -But...
-The only question is how... -We need to find
a partner to help develop your products.
Then you could have your own cream,
your own facial mask.
Even your own lubricant!
The Lola laboratory!
LolaLand Products!
That's so me! Flawless, wrinkle-free.
It's already a catchphrase!
You're a genius!
But there's one thing, Lola.
A business like this needs serious investment.
No, money's not a problem.
It's not a bad idea.
I just... I'm not in the right headspace for it, Julia.
I can't take any risks. I need to calm down.
What I need is to calm down.
The girl who committed suicide didn't show any ID?
She paid upfront, in cash.
We get a lot of clients like that.
Plenty of couples prefer to keep things discreet, you know?
She didn't have any visitors?
Not that I remember.
Got it.
So, make an effort and answer me one thing.
Have you seen her around here?
No.
I don't think so.
Look.
I told everything I know to the detective.
The wheels are turning.
Nara tipped Gabriel off.
I know him, he'll dig until he finds the truth.
Right... The detective probably altered the crime scene,
-covered up evidence. -Lola's got money.
She can buy off the police, judges, whoever she needs.
Which is why we need to take that money from her.
So, magician, got any tricks to make all that cash disappear?
Sofia's trying to convince her to invest,
she hasn't taken the bait yet.
She will. She has to. There's no other way.
That money has to come out of that safe.
I'm certain the embezzled cash is stashed there.
It's surely not included in her declared assets.
-Your turn. -A safe
doesn't have to be tied to the person.
It's about "client protection".
That's part of her and Viviane's scheme.
I'd bet Benjamin has no clue about that safe.
Girl, what are you thinking?
You planning a bank robbery or what?
"Robbery"? Who said anything about that?
Look, everyone here has access to Lola.
All we need is the code or some way to unlock that safe.
A thief who steals from another, gets a hundred years
-of forgiveness. -Listen up!
This isn't a game!
How do we expect to break into a place with cameras?
-Yeah. -Hey, you.
Do you know how to hack the safe's system?
No.
I know someone who can help.
It won't be cheap.
That's an investment worth making.
The police are going to come after us.
Get real. Lola's money is dirty.
-She's not going to the police. -Look.
I have a feeling.
Everything is conspiring in our favor.
We just need to figure out exactly
how that safe's security system works.
You're just like Elvirinha! Elvirinha's spirit is here.
-Like mother, like daughter! -It's in her blood.
I learnt from the best!
Sir.
Can I help you?
-Are you one of our clients? -Not yet.
I'm interested in seeing the safe models you offer.
Albert Goldenstein.
I work in mineral extraction,
rare gemstones.
Heitor, the manager.
-It's a pleasure. -Likewise.
Just a moment.
We offer both drawers and vaults,
and our plans vary based on the size of the space.
I'd rather not disclose what I'll be storing.
Yes, yes, yes. Of course. Our system is 100 percent secure,
-only clients have access to the safes. -Good.
This is the key model.
Our company manufactures the keys,
which are provided to clients.
Making copies is impossible.
So all I need is a key to open the safe?
After identity and biometric verification.
And of course, only with one of our employees supervising.
Got it. And can the account be in someone else's name?
We would need an ID to authorize access,
but yes, that's possible. You can put it in anyone's name
like a relative's.
Got it.
LOLALAND
If you want to move forward with the Lolaland Products,
you'll need a permit and a manufacturing partnership.
I did some preliminary research for you.
I need to know two things: is it possible? And how much?
It is possible, and it's expensive.
Ten million just to start.
I want Everest. I told you.
It takes effort to reach the top.
So, are you ready to invest?
-Should I start the paperwork? -No, no, no. Hold on.
I can't take any risks. I need to think it over.
I need those bastards to leave me alone.
Well,
you're the boss.
And I'm about to take it to the next level.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight. Stop. Alright, let's go again.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Maybe like this. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...
Hello.
Gisela Argento, my beautiful thing.
Do you do you trust Rog?
Honey, what kind of question is that? Sure!
Why did you lie to me? You
didn't go to the movies, did you?
I put up with all your flaws. All of them. But lying?
-That I can't accept! -Honey...
-No "honey"! -Let me explain.
-I can't accept it! -You're right!
-Am I right? -You are.
-Am I right? -I had a class...
I'm taking dance classes.
-I'm taking dance classes... -Are you?
And you know why? Because I feel like it's helping me.
To feel better about myself,
better about my body.
And you think I don't like it? Gisela.
No, it's not you. It's me. It's me, okay?
I spent my life trying to fit in with this perfect family,
trying to find my place.
And then I started dancing and...
So I'm an obstacle?
Honey, is that why you lied to me?
-No. -My God, Gisela.
Look at me. I never lied to you.
-Never! -I'm sorry, honey.
I didn't tell you
because I thought you wouldn't understand.
I feel,
I feel like a fool, you know? Because
I'm supposed to make you happy...
-Honey. -Yes.
-You make me very happy. -No.
-I don't. -You make me happy. Sorry.
Hold on, let me tell you something.
Trust is like glass.
-Once it shatters, there's no... -It's fine, I'll stop.
I'll stop dancing.
If you want, I'll stop, that's it.
-No more dance classes. -I need time to myself.
-I need to think. -That's what you want
-I don't want to upset you. -No.
-We can, we can... -No!
ÁTILA ARGENTO PLASTIC SURGERY CLINIC
I've prepared a presentation
showcasing the top equipment available
on the market. Let's start with the ultrasound line,
featuring the Sonopulse II, which is our latest model.
It's a significant investment.
-Yeah. -It's a lot of money.
Do they have it at Lolaland?
Yes.
Then we've already got
the first machine for the new aesthetics wing
at the Argento Clinic.
You can take it.
What's going on here?
What kind of circus is this?
Let go of that!
-That machine is mine! -Stop with the drama.
-That machine isn't yours! -Only over my dead body!
Enough. Everyone's watching.
Good! That's good.
Let everyone see how I fight for what's mine!
Yeah? Then let's take it to court and see who wins.
You or the majority shareholder of this dump!
You think you're gonna get all buddy-buddy with daddy?
Guess what, you're on the losing side, loser!
Damn it!
Calm down! Here, drink some water.
No, not that glass!
There you go, drink. Relax.
If they think I'm going to roll over and die,
they're dead wrong.
Doesn't grandpa want to sell his share?
Okay then, decision made!
I'm investing everything I've got into my own cosmetics line!
-Coming soon: Lolaland Products! -That's right! Good for you!
-Don't let them get you down! -I'm going to shove it
down that old man's throat.
Enough with the cold war! Now, I'm going nuclear!
Elvirinha warned me the train of opportunity was coming.
This train has a whole carriage just for me.
Get out! Go mind your own business! Geez!
You were doing so well, Gisela.
Yeah, but my marriage is in really bad shape.
I need to give my husband attention.
No man is worth that sacrifice.
You don't know my husband.
They're all the same. Trust me.
Well,
you still have your shoes.
Just remember, you can dance whenever and wherever you want.
Thank you for everything.
Leaving without saying goodbye?
You heard that?
I didn't need to. I could tell by looking at you.
Well,
I had a little personal issue.
I was going to make you an offer.
Andrea and I are running a competition,
and we're inviting a few students to join.
-I thought maybe... -Look.
I don't have talent for that.
I disagree. There are beginner categories.
I can help you. No charge. Just the trophy, of course.
I've already made my decision.
Change your mind.
Stay.
For you.
I'm going to miss you.
Me too.
HEITOR GENEBRA LIFE LOVES THOSE WHO LOVE LIVING
Did you get in touch with your deep web buddies?
They're working on it.
They can't disable all the cameras at once.
It'd draw attention.
Who said robbing a vault company would be easy?
Sofia.
I've been thinking about us.
We care about each other.
Now that we're in this together.
Why stay apart?
I was very clear with you, Alec.
Now's not the time.
You got a thing with that rich kid.
I'm not involved with Gabriel.
I can't get with anyone until I take Lola down.
That's gonna be hard.
And now Carol's set her sights on me.
I think she's suspicious.
No. She's not onto anything.
But try to get along with her.
Carol's Átila's favorite.
Which could be our way into the Argento Clinic.
CIVIL POLICE - RJ POLICE STATION
I still don't get why so many doubts
about this girl's death.
I knew Sofia.
No phone, no ID,
no suicide note? Isn't that strange?
Looks like you're not used to Rio.
This happens all the time.
Okay. And the hotel's security cameras?
That place didn't have cameras.
Just drop it, man.
The girl jumped from the window.
Case closed!
In just fifteen minutes,
you're going to have flawless skin...
Jesus.
Hold on a sec.
I told you not to call me!
Your son was here, asking a ton of questions.
You need to keep him in line.
If I go down, you go down too.
I practically had to beg you to come have lunch with me.
I almost put your picture on the missing kids list.
I've just been tied up with work. It's been busy.
Lying to your mom gives you wrinkles.
You know what gives me wrinkles?
Thinking Sofia planted a bomb in your car by herself.
My son,
the only person on this earth who wanted me dead was her.
That brat hated me since she was a kid.
-God is my witness. -You've always hated her too.
Gabriel, I could've died.
If Viviane hadn't gotten in that car,
you'd be an orphan by now.
Okay, Lola. Can we change the subject?
Good idea. Good idea. So,
how about that case you were interested in,
the one your dad was investigating,
about that model, right?
Why are you bringing that up?
I'm just trying to make conversation,
trying to be a part of your life, Gabriel.
I can't seem to do anything right.
Look who's here early!
Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.
All good, Julia?
If you want to get started,
there's a pile of packages in my room
you can go organize, alright?
Got it, I'll handle it.
Bye.
Aren't you going to eat?
Eat up!
I am eating.
LOLALAND
Have you seen Julia?
We were supposed to meet here for lunch,
but she's not answering me.
She's probably glued to Lola's web.
-Our boss is strict. -She sure is.
Doctor Carolina knows how to laugh.
I was trying to break the ice.
I was unfair to you.
I know I was. I was just so worried
about my grandpa with this whole machine business.
So you decided to take it out on the easy target.
Fine, I'm used to the side-eye.
I've had my fair share of disapproving looks, too.
You?
-Yeah. -An Argento?
What does it mean?
My life hasn't been as easy as you think.
You know what I think?
You think I'm just a clueless rich girl
-who has no idea how you feel. -You really don't.
I knew it.
But I can tell you about it.
I want to hear you too.
You're going to leave me alone?
I can't be late.
Átila, you don't have a boss.
You can show up whenever you want.
How long are you going to live like this?
Like a teenager afraid of his mom,
pretending distance between us around others,
trying to prove yourself.
Let's not get into that right now.
You don't owe anyone anything, Átila.
I love you.
I love you too.
But it's not easy.
I get it.
My ex-wife didn't take it well when I told her,
but she supports me now.
I admire your courage.
I want to be with you,
not pretending we're colleagues.
I want to kiss you at the clinic
without worrying about someone walking in.
I want to take you to a gay club,
travel with you, and walk hand-in-hand along the beach.
Let's take it slow.
I think I'm too old for this stuff.
You only have this one life.
Don't waste it, okay?
-Julia? -I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
It's fine. I was just
looking for a photo album.
-Where's my mom? -Went to the gym.
-I'm getting ready to go too. -No, wait.
I need to talk.
Want to grab a drink?
Why do you think Lola is acting strange?
It seems like she's probing me. I don't know.
Can I trust you?
Of course you can.
I met Sofia's adoptive mom,
she swears Sofia didn't commit suicide.
She even accused Lola.
And you believed her?
If I believe my mom is a murderer?
This whole thing is messing with my head.
It's not just that.
Before he died, my dad was investigating
the death of a girl named Rebeca Paixão.
When he died, Viviane took over the case.
-So, they knew each other? -They were partners.
But Viviane dropped the case,
started working for the Argentos.
The worst part is, her version of events doesn't match Lola's.
So that means...
There are pieces missing from the puzzle.
The girl died during plastic surgery.
The inquiry vanished. Isn't it strange?
That's intense.
I don't know what to say to you.
I'm sorry. I didn't want to fill your head with this today.
Thanks for listening.
I just wish we could sort things out.
I'm still tied up with my ex, Gabriel.
It wouldn't be fair to either of you.
That's okay.
I'm willing to wait.
Even if it takes forever. A really long forever.
Lola called me for another consultation.
You've won over the rich folks, haven't you?
It's about saying what they want to hear.
Good evening!
-Hey! -Hi, my love.
-Hey there! -Hey!
-How's it going? -All good.
-Dad. -And you, my love?
-All good? -All good?
-What's up? -How's it going?
I'm cracking my head over this safe.
If you think it's too risky, give up.
-What? -Give up?
The nerds are taking over the world.
Fortunately,
they discovered that the monitoring area around the safes
has fewer cameras
to protect client privacy.
Nice.
What about the fake ID? Where is it?
Fresh out of the oven.
Let me see.
Now we just need the safe key.
Everyone's against me, Elvirinha.
I don't know what else to do.
You can't give up on your dream, woman.
Do you think my comeback
will be with those Lolaland Products?
Draw a card.
It's up to you now.
Do your part and I'll do mine.
This place has such a bad vibe. Seriously.
-I've always thought so. -Go to work.
Go to your company.
It's actually better if you're not here because
I need to do a major cleanup, room by room.
I'll get rid of all the petty jealousy.
And all the sneaky sabotage of this house.
It's a complete cleanup!
-Can I? -Sure!
But I'll have to charge for this little service.
-Is that okay? -I'll pay whatever you want.
Money's not an issue, alright?
Right...
I'll start right now.
Well, can I go? Is that okay?
-The house is yours. -Go ahead, go.
-Thanks. -Thank you, blessed one.
Just go.
Hold Lolindo.
Geez...
LOLA'S LEAVING!
STAY ALERT, I'll KEEP YOU POSTED ARRIVING
That's right.
Going through Mrs. Lola's things?
What bad energy, woman! Such bad energy!
It's coming from here, look at this.
Look at this, woman.
Full of ectoplasm. Just toss it.
Go on, throw it away.
MISSING MODEL FOUND ALIVE
REBECA PAIXÃO FOUND ALIVE
THE MAIN SUSPECT, NICKNAMED ROG,
MAY HAVE BEEN THE LAST PERSON TO CONTACT REBECA.
Honey, honey? I quit dancing.
Can we be okay?
I don't like it when you drink. It worries me a little.
Maybe this way I can forget you lied to me.
Then I guess I'll get into the mood too.
What mood, Gisela? What mood?
You don't know how to drink. Stop it.
You don't know how to drink. Stop.
But I know how to do other things.
What things? I'm going to drink somewhere else.
Another place! I'm going to drink somewhere else!
Fuck.
Where are my keys?
You are not leaving the house like this.
And who are you to control me?
Fancy little dancer.
I'm going to dance somewhere else.
-That's what I'll do. -Honey. Sweetheart.
-Sweetheart. -No, "sweetheart", no "honey".
Just the fancy little dancer. Leave me alone, girl!
Kevin, take me downtown.
He doesn't work here anymore, Sir.
Okay. So, new Kevin.
Take me downtown.
Are you deaf, man?
Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I said?
My shift's over, Sir. And I live far away.
I don't care where you live.
I don't give a shit! Just take me out of here, man.
Far away. Let's go.
Let's go.
-Could you put on your seatbelt? -Fine, I'll put it on.
Let's go, man. Where's the seatbelt?
What are you doing here?
I miss you, and I needed to see you.
I messed everything up. I got confused, I really did.
I'm here because I want to ask for a second chance.
I want to be with you.
I know we're getting to know each other, but
I want to be happy, and make you happy.
It's not going to happen.
Why?
What we had was good, wasn't it?
It was. It was nice, it was good.
But it hurt me too.
And Carol said your wife might come back one day.
Carol's always dreamed of that and I get it. It's her mom.
But I need to move on.
Why don't we sit somewhere and talk for a bit?
-What do you say? -I'm sorry.
I want to believe we could make this work, but
I'm so tired.
I'm tired and hurt.
Hey, new Kevin,
-are you married? -Yes, Sir.
You look like someone who likes to party.
Don't you? Tell me.
Well.
Pull over here!
Stop the car!
Fucking bitch, dirty traitor. Damn it.
Women are all the same.
Look at that!
Step on it, man! Get out of here!
Where to, Sir?
Any brothel, man. You probably know where there's one.
-No, Sir, I don't. -Who are you trying to convince?
Hey...
You look like the type who likes younger girls. Don't you?
That soft skin, that sweet smell, yeah?
Those perky little. Just begging for it. Breastfeeding.
Milk.
They're so naive, always fall for my talk.
A little whiskey, a beer and then, bam!
Is this the place?
Right.
Hold this for me. Help me tie this ice pack on. There.
Calm down.
You could've gotten really hurt.
-Did he see it was you? -He was too drunk.
I got angry! All I could think about was Rebecca.
I just lost it. I did.
I felt the same way the first time I saw him.
Rage consumed me.
I understand the anger you're feeling.
I look at the face of the woman
who killed my mom every single day.
Violence doesn't solve anything.
I'm not a violent man.
-Never have been. -We know.
Which is why we need to stay smart.
Take their money strip these killers
of the power to buy justice again.
That's going to be our strike against them.
-Any luck with that key? -Nothing.
I searched Lola's whole room,
-and nothing. -Nothing in Lolaland either.
That devil probably has a special safe just for that key.
Or not.
Lola might've hidden it in an obvious place.
The most obvious of all.
Good morning!
Time to get up because Lolaland is booming!
I'll ride that wave tomorrow.
Tomorrow Átila could be sitting in your chair!
Don't even joke about that.
He wouldn't dare touch my throne
with that awful British cologne of his.
I'm off to take a bath and fix my lace!
Cinnamon essential oil. Elvirinha swears by it.
She claims it cures everything, even evil eye.
Really?
There he goes. He's out, he's out.
It's showtime... Let's go.
Go.
Go, go.
Mom has fifteen minutes
before the system triggers an alert.
Thank you!
Where is Heitor, darling?
Heitor is on his lunch break.
What does that matter to me? I need to get a document from the safe,
I can't miss my international flight.
I'm sorry, but it's protocol.
Safe access requires the manager.
What's the point of being a VIP, premium,
platinum client if I get treated like this?
I could wait, but only if it's to close my account.
Do you know who you're speaking to?
Do you have the key? And your ID? Everything's in order?
Perfect.
Ms. Lola Argento.
-I'll try to locate Heitor. -Don't try. Make it happen.
My time is worth your salary.
Hello?
Heitor should be on his way.
I'll sign you in to speed things up at the turnstile.
One moment, please.
Follow me, Ms. Lola.
This way.
Just a moment, Ms. Lola.
Right this way.
Give it another shot. It happens.
Use another finger. If that still doesn't work,
enter your emergency password.
Finally.
-Are we going to the safe? -One moment.
Heitor's running late. He wasn't feeling well.
Heitor might be late, but I can't be.