Simeon returns home and finds his wife undoing the wrong crochet stitches after she realizes that the wool coat was more crooked than the Tower of Pisa. The radio is now playing "Never Gonna Give You Up" by Rick Astley.
Carlos is sitting in the armchair enjoying the song, but when he sees his son enter, he wants to get up. Simeon motions for him to be quiet.
"No, father, you can stay there. You deserve your rest."
"I am almost contemplating eternal rest." Carlos jokes.
Simeon chuckles and sits down next to his wife, "What's new?"
"Your son came here and said he just wants to do the dirty like a rabbit," Dora responds with obvious disapproval.
"Oh, God... I need to talk to that boy again." Simeon puts his hand on the glabella.
"Him living alone in your decrepit house doesn't help at all, Simeon." Carlos opines strongly, "Wouldn't it be better if he came back here?"
"Dad, we still can't sell that house today." Simeon replies awkw
Melissa and Josias are about to sleep. It's cold today, and Josias has decided to at least wear sweatpants.Melissa lies down and picks up Josias's biography to read, "Are we going to have the second part of your wonderful life now?"Josias pales at the thought, "Please dear, don't play with this. I still haven't recovered from the shock."He lies down and turns off the lamp beside him.Melissa giggles, "The author Vernon appointed knows how to write very well.""Honey, are you still upset about my career change?"Melissa responds with her gaze fixed on the pages of the book, "I just don't want to listen to you complain about the insults Adrian will tell you. Leave me out of this silly, pointless fight.""How many times do I have to say that I'm not going to Gomes Real Estate to fight with him? He'll be in his corner and I'm in mine." Josias insists."Who can guarantee that HE will stay in his corner? He'll promptly accuse you
Raymond can't stand his jealousy and approaches Moacyr, pulling him by the arm to pull him away from Cristina."What do you think you're doing, you bastard?""Raymond!" Cristina speaks up with a whip-like voice, "Let Moacyr go immediately!""'Moacyr'? What is this intimacy due to?" Raymond asks with a feverish look.Moacyr lets go of Raymond and brushes his shirt sleeve off with his hand, wiping away imaginary germs, "Are you...?"Before Raymond introduces himself, Cristina does, "He's my EX-husband Raymond Chaves. And the boy is his son.""I'm your son too, Mom Cristina!" Junior approaches and hugs Cristina, "For lack of mommy, you are my mommy."Cristina hugs Junior back, "Yes, Junior, absolutely. And this gentleman is Mr. Barbosa."Junior breaks the hug and extends his hand to Moacyr, "A pleasure, Mr. Barbosa!"Cristina and Moacyr laugh with Junior doing a gentleman's pose. Moacyr shakes hands with the boy. Raymond fe
In the kitchen, Moacyr is helping Cristina sort out the ingredients for the day's lunch. Meanwhile, they talk."Cristina, despite Junior's cute reaction, I didn't like your ex-husband's behavior at all."Cristina sighs as she peels the garlic, "Emphasize the 'ex' as many times as you like, Moacyr. Is he jealous of me?"Moacyr takes the frying pan from one of the cupboards, "That can't happen. Now you're free to relate to whoever you want. If it weren't for me, it would be another man.""All that's left is for Raymond himself to understand this.""What happened to Abigail, Junior's mother?" Moacyr washes the skillet in the sink."I don't know. Raymond said she ran away from here after being massacred by our neighbors. She swore she would never step foot here again, even if it meant she didn't see her son again. As seen, she's keeping her promise.""How crazy!" Moacyr turns off the tap and gently wipes the frying pan, "There are people
Laerte steps between Josias and Adrian so that there is no brawl and bloodshed, "Calm down, boys! Let's talk civilly."Adrian is huffing, "Laerte, if you knew this was going to happen, why did you let this jerk come here? I came here first!"Josias rolls his eyes and smirks."Adrian, I brought you here just so there wouldn't be a more unpleasant surprise." Laerte tries to explain, "Josias Rocha came to me asking for an opportunity to work here, and I accepted him. You know how valuable he is in the market."Adrian purses his lips and shakes his head, "Josias is not valuable in the market. He's famous, that's all. The media grows and makes up what doesn't exist. Josias is only famous among women for having that look of a Turkish monarch; besides, he doesn't have an iota of commercial skill!"Josias breaks his smile and his eyes express a murderous fury. Who is this loser to talk about him like that?"Adrian, I didn't know anythi
Josias gives Melissa a light kiss on the cheek and picks up the phone, "Hello, Grandpa Carlos! How can I help you?""Hello, grandson Josias." Carlos smiles, "I need you to help William. He's the one who needs it."Josias tenses at the information, "William? What's going on with him?""This is the problem: nothing has happened in that kid's life since he ended his soccer career," Carlos responds mockingly. Dora crosses her arms."Is he still unemployed?""He only thinks about drinking beer and sleeping with the female fans who come to visit him." Carlos huffs, "Adolfo says he's even getting potbellied.""Today I asked Roberto Reis if he has a job at Ramos supermarket." Josias informs, "On the other hand, I can talk to him personally to cheer him up.""Ah, before you go, I must inform you that he blames Everaldo for the failure," Carlos informs him as if he doesn't accept the nonsense.And Josias agrees, "Why, even God doesn't do
Josias can't believe William will hate him again, "Will, for Christ's sake! Will you be jealous of me again? Wasn't it much better when we lived in peace?""What peace?" William counters with a disdainful smile, "I've never had peace: two accidents during my soccer career, two medical operations, custody of my son, a mother who would be a bad role model... you dare say my life did have peace?""Yes, absolutely yes!" Josias responds firmly and grimly, "Your life is not all about tragedies. It's just that right now, you're too sad to think straight."Melissa crouches down and picks up the beer cans, "Allow us to help, bro."The problem is that Melissa is dressed like she is a character from 'Dynasty'. William is embarrassed and snatches the cans from his sister, "Let me handle this, sis. It's my house.""Well then, get this pigsty clean and get a job!" Josias exclaims fiercely, "I asked Beto to look for openings at the supermarket. I suggest you type
William leaves the warehouse smiling and satisfied, confident that Beto will find him a job as a porter at the warehouse. He stares at his arms and notices that they are limp and lack the muscle they once were."I hope the job will get me out of the rust." He plays.As he rubs his stomach, he feels he has a paunch and promises to stop drinking too much beer.William continues to walk Downtown when he suddenly realizes he is approaching Crystal Blue. Stacy's memory keeps him going in this direction. Perhaps it would interest her to know he was turning the tables.However, when William walks through the window, something inside him goes off like a fire alarm. From his point of view, Stacy is talking very closely and intimately with Marcelo. The two of them laugh at a joke and Stacy shakes herself with laughter, tilting her head back and closing her eyes, an almost erotic sight.Stacy's hand involuntarily (or not) rests on Marcelo's muscular chest, ca
Dora and Melissa are having their nine o'clock snack in the living room. Brazilian donuts sprinkled with cinnamon and icing sugar on the tray. They are sipping fennel tea from cups that smell like new."Um, the exquisite china makes the experience more delicious." Dora plays after swallowing."Absolutely, Mom," Melissa nods satisfied, "How did you find this new tea set?""Wandering around Downtown," Dora responds by taking another sip.The radio played "Sunday Morning", a song by The Bolshoi, but the landline plays on top of the song.Melissa puts the cup on the saucer on the coffee table and gets up to answer it, "Hello?""Hello, Mrs. Rocha? This is the concierge. Pamela Reis wants to go upstairs. Do I let her in or do I call the police?"Melissa smiles at the doorman who has wanted to call the police since 1985, "I'll miss you when you retire. You can let her up."When Melissa hangs up, Dora is curious, "Who is it?""P