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Carlinhos.
For crying out loud, Leonardo.
Tell me you have good news. I have enough problems as it is.
I have reports to review, documents to sign,
emails to answer.
I am so over this.
You know what this is? Work hangover.
So, Leonardo, is everything okay?
Are you ready to sign the bidding?
What do you mean "ready"? I told you I haven't done anything.
But the bidding for the shipyard has been scheduled for over a month.
Listen, Leonardo, don't pressure me, okay?
Exactly.
If you don't sign it today, the 23rd, it will have to wait until next year.
Give me that. Let me get it over with.
I'm glad you're actually doing it.
By the way, Pedro Afonso gave his team the rest of the day off.
Excuse me, Leonardo! You can go. Let me--
Close the door, please.
I'll give it right back.
BRAGANÇA SALLES CONSTRUCTION
Tough day?
Yeah, considering the family dinner tonight…
It will probably be excruciating or unbearable, Jorge.
But today,
today I'll surprise Bebela and ask her to marry me.
You know how it is.
In three months, party at Copacabana Palace.
In a year, we'll have a baby. Bilingual preschool when he's three.
High school in France at 15, and business school at 18.
Then MBA at Harvard.
Then he'll start at the company.
And in exactly 27 years, he'll be in my position.
So it's just another day.
And how are you, Jorge?
Me?
I got divorced, Carlinhos.
I thought it was gonna get better, but it got worse.
I'm juggling two women, Ritinha and Gabi.
Really, Jorge? Already?
Yes, boss. If I wasn't working on Christmas,
I would have to flip a coin to decide who to spend Christmas with.
You're lucky you have already found the love of your life.
I guess.
Bebela?
Babe?
Bebela?
What, Carlinhos?
You scared me.
I thought…
You're just taking a bath.
Almost done.
-I need a bath too. -No.
No way. I'm almost done.
No, wait. Don't move.
Let me take in this moment. This light.
You in front of the ocean.
-What's that? -I'm taking a picture.
A mental picture. So weird.
Bebela,
we need to talk.
-Talk? Sure, in the living room. -No, that's okay.
It's just that ten years together
is a long time, right?
I think it's time for us to move forward and go to the next level.
Forward? Level? What do you mean, Carlinhos?
Isabela Maria Guinle e Guimarães…
do you want to live happily ever after with me?
I don't know what to say.
Say "yes."
What the heck?
My bad. I ran out of breath, waiting for you to decide.
-I… -It's not what you think, Carlinhos.
-What the heck? -I can explain, Carlinhos.
Carlinhos!
Carlinhos.
Carlinhos!
Help!
I was robbed!
Sir, help me!
-Help me! Let me in! -Let me out!
Ma'am, open up!
-Huh? -The gate.
Huh?
The gate!
Okay. Olavo, open up the gate.
Huh?
-You're gonna have to jump. -The gate?
No, off a cliff. The gate, of course!
-Hurry! -But how?
Step here, then here, then here. I'll help you.
Oh my God.
Help me. Come on.
Help me.
-Be careful! -Olavo, open the gate.
Is it open?
Yes. It opened a gash on my head.
Carlinhos?
-Honey, let's talk. -Let's get out of here.
-Let's go. -Carlinhos!
Carlinhos, come back here. Let me explain, Carlinhos.
Come with me!
-Wait! I'm in heels! -You can bring her too.
CHRISTMAS FULL OF GRACE
My hair extensions are ruined.
I talked to the people from the kiosk. They will get you a dish towel.
That's okay. Come here.
Well, now there's a nipple on my face.
Don't get cold. It can poke me in the eye.
I better take my shirt off.
So you can be more comfortable.
Your girlfriend really didn't like men, huh?
I mean…
How long were you together?
Ten years.
Thanks.
We can take turns.
I put it on my bump. You put it on your broken heart.
-And so on. No? -You're not from Rio, are you?
No. I'm from Paraíba.
I live on a farm in the country with my family.
So, you're spending Christmas in the Marvelous City?
No.
I spend every Christmas in Aspen with my family.
But things went south this year, and now I'm screwed.
-Oh my God. -Wait, what happened?
How did you end up here?
I was supposed to be surrounded by beautiful snow.
It's the airline's fault.
I had a layover here.
I thought, "I'll enjoy the beach in Rio. Work on my tan."
And for what? I got mugged! They took everything!
Wallet, passport, documents, suitcase, everything.
Even my dignity.
And I can't even tell my family.
-Calm down. Do you want to use my phone? -Come on, man.
I don't know anyone's number.
Everything I had was on my phone.
Passwords, contact numbers, nudes, everything.
-Can't you see I'm screwed? -Hold on.
This ruined my hair too.
Hello, Jorge.
I need your help.
I'm here with…
-What's your name again? -Graça.
I'm here with Graça. She was mugged. I'll send the location and explain later.
Jorge, can you bring me a shirt?
Thanks.
Don't worry, okay? We're going to the police station now.
The police won't help me. They would only make it worse.
The chief will ask the police to go after the thief,
the thief will come after us, and we're toast.
Look, if the universe took it, it wasn't supposed to be mine.
No. Jorge knows someone. Let's go.
Did you understand what happened?
I told you. We are off until the 26th.
No, Sara. Help me out here.
-I can't. -For my mustache…
-Oh, stop it. -Come here.
What? You're not working today?
Today? It's December 23rd, sir. It's Christmas.
If they don't want to work on Christmas Eve-Eve,
soon they'll start closing on December 1st.
Ma'am.
It's a holiday shift. We are understaffed. Emergencies only, okay?
And this emergency isn't enough for you? Huh?
I'm gonna miss Christmas.
I bumped my head.
This guy has been cheated on. The driver…
always by our side.
That's why the law doesn't work in this country.
Excuse me?
Are you gonna stop making a scene, or should I arrest you?
What do you think?
-Do you all wanna go to jail? Let's go! -Relax.
Sara!
Come on, Jorge. How do you know her? From Tinder?
Keep it down. Don't make me look bad.
Look! That's your emergency.
Trying to find out who got soap or socks for Secret Santa.
And you said, "Let me help you."
That was humiliating, Carlinhos.
Graça. Calm down, Graça. Calm down.
How can I calm down, Carlinhos? My Christmas is ruined.
No, listen. Don't worry. We're gonna figure it out.
How? Huh?
Didn't you hear what the cop said?
I'm gonna spend Christmas in this cold, smelly police station with ugly people.
-What, Jorge? -Your appointment with Lady Sofia.
Lady Sofia? This is not the time to talk about dogs.
Send her to the vet.
No, Lady Sofia is my grandma. But she's actually as mad as a rabid dog.
Lady Sofia is a British nickname, just like her punctuality.
Why are you worried about being late? I might skip the Christmas party.
-What? -What?
Have you lost your mind?
Why skip the party over nothing?
True.
And now I'm stuck with this gift.
That's an easy one to sort out.
Just melt it into something else.
How am I gonna explain this to my family today, of all days?
It's not that bad.
What do you mean, Jorge?
What are they gonna do when they hear Bebela cheated on me?
Pat me on the back and congratulate me?
No, don't worry. I know what I can do to help you.
But I also need to help myself, of course.
If helping you helps me, we'll help each other, and vice versa.
Got it?
No.
Here's the deal. You'll arrive with a new girlfriend.
Then you won't have to explain. It's self-explanatory.
-New girlfriend? -Yeah, a pretend girlfriend, you know?
That way, I don't have to make a fool of myself at the police station,
and no one will know you were cheated on,
two-timed, betrayed, deceived--
Okay, I get it.
It's a bold plan. Would you do that for me?
Well, I wouldn't be doing it for you.
Nothing against you, you know?
I'd totally do you on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
I would be doing it for Christmas. Christmas is a family celebration.
And since mine isn't here, I can borrow yours.
Very funny.
Look, it's not a good idea.
I can't lie to my family on Christmas.
Oh, I get it. Okay, then.
So don't lie.
Tell them the truth, okay? Tell them what happened in that bathtub.
But tell them everything. Tell them when you're carving the turkey.
Tell the whole family.
-Tell me you love me. -I love you, Bebela!
The first time we never forget, huh?
First time…
It's not my first time. I'm used to riding on helicopters.
Doesn't look that way.
I ride it, but I don't like it. Everything that flies has wings.
Planes have wings. Pigeons have wings. Even mosquitoes have wings.
But this thing only has a fan strapped to it.
How can I trust it? I can't.
I don't wanna die!
Oh my God. I'm in Christmas Land.
Shall we?
Oh my God! What is this place?
No way! It's a real sleigh!
A snowman!
Oh, it's made of cotton, but at least it's cold.
Be careful!
Look at this Christmas tree!
There are gifts for everyone!
No! Don't do that!
Graça, no!
There's more!
-Oh my God! No! -Wait, Graça.
I can't believe it. Santa's chimney?
Harry Potter's clock?
Where did you get all this?
Oh, come on!
You didn't think about Santa's logistics.
-What the heck? -Why do things that don't work?
Santa would never fit here with his bag of gifts.
For crying out loud. Oh, come on. Look at this.
Santa cannot work with this.
-I didn't think this through. -No way, boss.
Bringing a random stranger to your family's Christmas dinner?
What could go wrong?
Santa will have to drop the bag and ring the doorbell to get in.
-Bye. -Yes, please.
-What is happening here? -You scared me.
Lady Sofia?
No! That is Lady Sofia.
So, she's dead?
I'm in charge of making sure she gets what she wants.
In good order!
-Ms. Chica is my grandma's assistant. -I already told you to call me Francisca.
-I'm Graça. -Graça?
Graça? Graça who? Graça from where?
-Paraíba. -Graça is my girlfriend, Ms. Chica.
Francis--
New girlfriend?
We are dating.
I could tell your relationship was doomed.
Look!
You can only find this doll overseas. I had never seen it in Brazil.
Hey! Where are you going?
Come back here. You're not on a catwalk.
You're gonna stay in Bebela's old room. It's already tidy.
Bebela's old room?
You guys didn't sleep together?
That explains a lot.
Where is her suitcase?
Well, about that, Ms. Chica. I'm gonna need your help.
Hi, Carlinhos.
Solange, how are you?
-Wake up, man! -What the hell? Let me go.
-Oh, Pedro Afonso. -Loser.
Why do you act like a child when you see Carlinhos?
What, Sol? I'm his older cousin. I have to educate him.
That's all.
And I'm a normal person, so suck it.
What was that?
Come on. You think I would hit my own cousin?
Of course not. Or would I?
I wouldn't. I would… Hey!
-Look at his face. -No, I take it back.
Listen, your relationship is very mature.
Carlinhos, where's my sauna partner?
Bebela?
Of course.
Well, about that…
I met someone else.
Hey, I gotta tell you.
I'm glad that this is good wood that's polished twice a day.
Because a single splinter
could've cut my butt in like 17 places.
Graça, this is my cousin Pedro Afonso
and his girlfriend, Solange.
-Delighted. -Nice to meet you.
Happy to be here with you.
I have vertigo.
So, you two are together?
Wonderful.
What are you wearing? Are we going on a Christmas safari? Huh?
I don't like it either, but it was all Ms. Chica had.
Wait. Hold up.
Don't tell me this airhead invited you last minute,
and you said yes.
Of course. You don't have to ask. Of course!
I did, but the clothes are a whole other issue.
Too much sex. My clothes can't take it.
I don't understand.
-You don't understand? -No.
Sex. Do the nasty. Get down and dirty.
He doesn't give me a break.
He wants it all the time.
I actually have a problem with my thigh. I can't even…
'Cause yesterday, honey, it was out of this world, you know?
I have to applaud his performance.
Excuse me.
I wish I had seen their faces. Hey there! It keeps getting better.
Sour! You don't drink?
No. Look, Graça.
I don't think this is working because my family is very strange.
-Especially my grandma-- -Carlinhos!
Finally. We have a lot to talk about.
Auntie, let me introduce you to Graça.
Hideous.
Hideous idea.
Just a second. I'm on a call.
No, Carlinhos is a procrastinator, but he's not irresponsible. He signed it.
-I did? -You did.
Just sign this shit!
Luís Otávio, I don't care. Fire her.
Wait. Filomena is pregnant.
Crap, Luís Otávio. Filomena is pregnant.
Don't fire her.
She's just a contractor.
Fire her. I've settled everything with Carlinhos.
Why haven't you sent me the contract yet?
I don't have anything on me.
Rip the IV out and send it, Luís Otávio.
Come on. Can't you work with just one hand?
Being in the hospital is no excuse, Luís Otávio.
I want it on my desk in five minutes.
What is this? A family Christmas or a Halloween party?
Jeez, these people are weird.
Let's meet someone who's not in the company.
There's no way, you know? Nobody does anything.
-Alice? -Just a second.
We'll talk later.
I love that you feel confident enough
to leave your girlfriend of ten years
and bring a complete stranger
without telling anyone.
Your aunt is so nosy.
Alice is my mother.
What do you mean? So, why do you call her Alice?
And what should he call me, honey?
Mom? Mommy?
Ma? Mamacita?
Carlos Henrique is a grown-up man.
There's no need to infantilize our relationship, you see?
I see it, but I don't get it.
You must've been raised differently.
Where did the lovebirds meet?
-At the beach. -At a party.
-At the beach.
Was it at the beach or at a party?
At a beach party. It's called a luau.
As soon as I laid eyes on Graça, it was like a coup de foudre.
No, hold on.
Absolutely not. Now he's being a little brazen.
-That hasn't happened. -No, coup de foudre.
It's French for "lightning strike."
Yes, this situation does strike me as odd.
So, you're Graça? Everyone has been talking about you.
Hi there.
Carlinhos, I need to talk to you.
-Dad, actually, I… -Come on.
No, wait.
Gra-- Don't move, Graça. Stay there. Wait for me.
-Take your time. -I'll be right back.
I don't know what's happening.
-Where's Bebela? -We broke up. Dad.
Well, that's obvious.
I wanna know how, who, and why it ended?
-It's personal. -Not really, Carlinhos.
Bringing a new girlfriend to our home out of the blue?
We need triage. It doesn't work that way. What were you thinking?
I don't know.
And one more thing.
Do you realize you're giving the company to Pedro Afonso on a silver platter?
That's not true, Dad. We still have a long time to decide.
Graça is great, Dad. You'll see.
Carlinhos,
who is Graça?
Dad!
Hey, kid. Can you help me?
Can you grab me a snack?
I'm so hungry I could eat my arm.
You're a kid. You know the house. It's easier for you.
I'll play cops and robbers with you later.
Law enforcement is no laughing matter.
With the growth of militia, the "cops" and "robbers" duality
doesn't make sense anymore.
How old are you?
Old enough.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm trying to read, okay?
Well, well, well… Are you Graça?
I've heard about you. Nice to meet you. I'm Milu.
Stick with me. You'll have fun.
Finally, a human being in this house. Thank God.
-Want something to eat? -What? My God!
-I'm starving. -I'll take you to the kitchen.
Wait! Don't look.
-Bento Leão is here! -Of course he is.
Babe, come here.
-Hi, babe. -Honey.
Bento Leão!
I'm such a fan!
I memorized your viral TikTok video.
Wanna dance? Wanna dance? Leão is going to…
First, nice moves. Second, I'm glad you're a fan.
But to tell you the truth,
today, I'm just a guest.
Just sing a little so we can…
Real talk?
You should.
-I'll sing if you want. -Will you?
Look who's here. Tales, wait!
Come here, Tales. Talk to us. Hi, honey.
-I love it! -What?
So modern.
How does it work? Who gets priority?
-Do you take turns? -Stop! You're crazy.
Tales is my son.
Nice to meet you, Tales.
He didn't talk to me.
Oh, he doesn't talk. He became a monk and took an oath.
Of silence, chastity, boredom…
So Namaste.
-Attention! -What?
Eight o'clock. Let's go.
She's here. Come on.
Where are we going?
Where were you? I've been looking for you.
Since when do I like my martini with two olives?
Sorry, Lady Sofia. Let me fix that.
No, that's okay.
I hope that's the last mistake of the night.
Attention, family. If I could have your attention.
Since we are all gathered here tonight, I would like to propose a toast.
-To our great leader-- -Hey!
After my last bypass surgery,
Dr. Mizael gave me two options.
Leave the board at the company
or get a new heart.
And since I can't just buy someone's heart…
You really can't, Mom.
I talked to our lawyers.
It's such a heinous crime that even people like us can go to jail.
I know, Iris. It was a joke.
Of course it was. Are you nuts? You think Mom would buy a heart?
-Don't try me, Milu. -Mom buying a heart…
So here's the thing.
In an abrupt and somewhat premature manner,
I will have to hand over the baton
of the Bragança-Salles construction company.
What do you mean, Mom?
I chose the perfect Christmas. Your family is full of drama!
Quiet!
As I was saying,
I'll take advantage of the Christmas celebrations
to assess who is best suited to replace me.
Of course it will be a family member.
And this person will work alongside our CEO.
So above me, the CEO.
-No, but… -Technically, it is above.
Hey!
Kid!
Come here.
Hey!
You're smart. What's going on?
What's CEO? The person in charge?
The executive director, that's one thing.
But they are trying to decide who will be the Chair of the Board of Directors.
I asked you to explain, not confuse me even more.
-Listen. She's annoying. -I can't understand what she says.
Forget about the CEO. They are arguing to see who the boss will be.
Place your bets.
In the race for the Iron Lady's throne,
we have your boyfriend, goody two shoes and hardworking.
The unethical overachiever.
The cold-hearted lady.
The rebel without a cause, my son, who has no cause.
The misunderstood struggling artist.
The prodigy. The annoying prodigy.
And me, this hot mess right here. Do you get it?
Keep your voice down.
Whose unfamiliar laugh is that?
Carlinhos, out of the way.
Hi there.
How are you?
Bebela looks different.
Can you come closer, my dear?
I should go.
Who is she again?
-Hi there. -What's your name?
Graça. Graça as in "grace."
Dinner is served.
Actually, staying at the police station couldn't have been that bad.
But I think she likes me, right?
I don't know. It depends on what she likes.
For the eyelashes?
You don't like escargot?
Sure do!
I like it so much, I eat with my hands.
I'm gonna suck mine too. I like the intimacy.
That's what I'm talking about, babe.
It was pure misfortune, Grandma.
We missed the deadline by half an hour.
But here's the thing, Carlinhos.
There's no half-deal.
Losing by half an hour is still losing. Personally, I'd rather play to win.
Do you mean the shipyard?
Exactly, Grandma.
Don't worry about that, Carlos Henrique.
The bid was rigged anyway.
And I won't tarnish my reputation.
I won't tarnish mine either, Grandma.
Anything else?
Yes. Since we're all here,
we could talk about your breakup with Bebela.
It was very sudden.
Don't worry about me, Pedro Afonso. Thanks.
But I have to worry about the company.
It's important to worry about the company.
Bebela, our Cement Princess, might be hurt
to be exchanged like a crappy Christmas gift.
Actually, it is a bit puzzling that you broke up with Bebela so suddenly
for no reason.
Don't say that. Now you're attacking me.
And besides,
only someone with a true heart can understand his reasons.
It's a figure of speech, Grandma. It's not related to your heart condition.
I understand metaphors, Carlinhos.
Now answer your cousin.
Bebela and I ended things amicably.
That's it.
You're so mature. I'm sorry, but… Let's give him a hand.
Very mature. That's what I'm talking about.
Bento! Stop it, babe.
Since we are all mature adults,
let's call Bebela.
Invite her over tomorrow.
She was in the family for ten years, and now she's gone.
She disappeared like the Dungeon Master. Where's Bebela? Gone.
Pedro Afonso, stop. That's unnecessary.
It's a touch screen. Too late. Technology is crazy.
Oh, send her a kiss.
Give me that.
Have you lost your mind?
No. My mind is sound, and my vision is 20/20.
Unlike you all, who pretend I don't exist.
Just put it in rice, and it will work again, okay?
I love this drama, family!
It shifted the energy!
That was wonderful.
And one other thing. Stop triggering me.
I mean, this is not my best look,
and you keep talking about Bebela, the blonde Barbie doll.
Do you want attention? I'll give you attention.
Family, let's find out
who this mysterious, deranged stranger Carlinhos brought home for Christmas is.
Tell us about her natural habitat, food habits, and reproduction, Carlinhos.
Enough, Pedro Afonso!
It's Christmas!
And Christmas is about family. So I wanna know about hers.
Tell us, who are you working for?
I'll tell you about my family if you tell me what you know about yours.
Of course I know everything about my family. Are you nuts?
All right, then.
Tell us what your girlfriend's favorite food is.
Easy!
Solange's?
Tartare. Steak tartare.
What?
Meat, Pedro Afonso? I don't eat meat!
-I can't believe it. -Wait.
-This is ridiculous. -It's tofu tartare.
Tofu! Tofu tartare.
Tofu? I am going "tofu" you.
Wait, Solange! She likes all kinds of tartare.
She's crazy about tartare.
Solange!
So? Should we keep playing?
We are all here anyway. Shall we?
What were Carlinhos' first words?
Oh, it was…
Enéas, tell her.
Well, he said…
What did Isolda ask Santa?
My daughter doesn't believe in Santa anymore.
-Yes, I do. -Shut up.
What's your dad's full name?
-Yes, I do. -Eat.
Who's Lady Sofia's favorite daughter?
When did Alice first say she loved Enéas?
We don't know.
-What's your name again? -Enéas!
Did you just-- Did you throw bread at me?
You broke my family!
I didn't do anything, Carlinhos. That's how families are.
They argue, and they make up.
My family isn't like that.
It should be. I just did them a favor.
They were all about to
blow up, like a pressure cooker.
And now everybody has let loose.
You should join them.
Uptight since you were little. Let loose too, Carlinhos!
Go! Let loose!
Guys, what's happening?
What the heck, Auntie?
Graça?
Are you trying to kill me, Ms. Chica?
It's Francisca!
Huh?
What are you doing here so late?
What am I doing?
I wanna know how a peasant like you
ended up here.
Peasant?
Show some respect.
I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I'm rich, honey. Very rich.
Come here, young lady.
Are you gonna tell me the truth,
or should I resort to violence?
You're already being violent.
You think I'll be able to sleep tonight
thinking of you waiting for me like Chucky?
It's about to get much worse.
I would do anything to protect my boy.
Ms. Francisca, sit down, please.
But you're not the boss. I'm only sitting down because I'm tired.
I want you to understand, Ms. Francisca,
that I know you're trying to protect Carlinhos,
that he's like a son to you.
But I don't want anything from him. I'm not here for his money.
Then what do you want?
All I want is a happy Christmas.
A happy Christmas is a Christmas spent with our own people.
Not at someone else's home.
I know.
But I'm Santa Claus' daughter.
Come again?
Santa Claus' daughter.
Everyone thinks Santa Claus has a magical life.
He's got a hell of a tough job.
Elf, hold the line. Someone peed on me again.
After a whole bunch of children to attend to,
guess who was always the last one in Santa Claus' line?
Honey!
Hi, Daddy.
Daddy needs a little more time.
Okay.
But I have a gift for you.
This
is Saint Nicholas.
The original Santa Claus.
He went from home to home, blessing families.
Thank you, Dad.
You're welcome, honey. I love you.
Love you too.
But now Daddy needs to go back.
Okay.
And then,
after I lost my dad,
it didn't make sense to spend Christmas alone.
That's why I crash other people's Christmas, you know?
I see.
I just don't understand how my boy got involved.
Let me explain.
You're gonna think I'm crazy.
Too late.
So, every year I get dressed up
and go to a tourist spot to look for a new family.
I go with my gut, you know?
But this year, when I called for help, Carlinhos answered right away.
And then I felt I should be here.
-Wanna see the other Christmases? -Yes.
Look.
MY CHRISTMASES
This was a Portuguese family. Oh, they were just incredible.
I met them at CADEG and told them I didn't have money
to see my family in Paraíba and that my name was Maria da Graça.
-Look. -Wait!
Who's this dude with the mustache? I like him.
That's Ms. Lurdes.
This was a fitness Christmas.
Can you believe they didn't have a turkey?
Just grilled chicken.
The farofa was actually whey protein.
Sheesh!
Wait. You look like you ate a bad sauerkraut in this picture.
This was a German family.
There was this annoying guy, Rui.
He was convinced he was my boyfriend.
So, you don't date a member of the family every year?
No! Of course not!
I'm pretending to be Carlinhos' girl so no one finds out his ex cheated.
That witch did what?
She will never find another man like Carlinhos again.
What?
What if I tell you she doesn't like men?
My poor boy. He lost to a beaver.
Yeah, Ms. Francisca.
I'm actually helping Carlinhos with his problem.
Yeah, but now you're creating a problem for me.
What are you thinking?
Now I have to be complicit in this lie.
And on Christmas! That's unacceptable.
Ms. Francisca, help me. I promise you it's just for Christmas Eve.
-And lunch the next day too. -See?
I have to eat before I leave so I'm replenished.
But look,
I promise you I'll hit the road after lunch,
and you'll never hear from me again.
Let me have a merry Christmas.
Please?
-Good morning, Alice. -Good morning.
-Would you like something to eat? -No, I'm good, Ms. Chica. Thanks.
Painting this early?
It's my gift to Lady Sofia.
Last Supper reference?
No, it's a reference to Saturn's Supper.
It's perfect, Alice.
"Mama."
What?
Didn't your girlfriend ask what your first words were?
It was "mama."
Hi, Grandma. What's up? What are you guys talking about?
I don't have to explain myself to a brat like you.
I love when she lets it all out. It's refreshing.
Let's go then, Graça.
I'm not done eating.
I think he's right. I still have to get ready for the game.
By the way, I can't wait to see Graça play.
You're gonna play, right?
-No. -Yes.
No? Of course I will. I'll give it my all.
This is how I play.
Let's go get ready.
All right. Thank you, Ms. Sofia.
Lady Sofia.
Her name is Lady. Lady. Lady Sofia.
-Do you play polo? -Polo?
I thought we were playing cards. I'm not playing polo.
I am not running around in a bikini.
It's not water polo. It's just polo.
If it's just polo, I can play.
Just polo is… just polo.
I got this. I can handle that.
I'm a polo player. Just polo.
Son, your helmet.
Listen up! You're about to witness
the agrigirl.
It means "farm girl."
I've been doing this since I was a kid.
One, two, three.
I'm okay, everyone.
I don't need help. I meant to do that.
And to think that we could've had Bebela, an equestrian Olympic medalist.
Pegasus Team, forward.
Pedro Afonso, when did you become leader?
I don't know, Mom.
Go, horsey!
Focus!
Halt!
So, should we start?
Sure.
My team is ready, but aren't you missing anything?
At ease!
-Is everything okay? -Everything is great.
-Should we start? -Sure. I was just waiting for you.
-Here, Esmeralda. Let me help you. -Yeah.
Let's go.
The horses in Paraíba are tamer.
Yeah. You just have to show who's in charge.
God is in charge!
Yeah, I guess you're right.
-Francisca! -I'm sorry, Ms. Alice.
Look at that! It all worked out.
Oh, tell me about it.
I know, it's gonna be tough to watch the game without the best player.
I miss Bebela.
Hey, forget Bebela. I want excitement.
-Graça! -Graça!
Quiet!
The game is about to start. I don't want any distractions.
Mom is off the leash.
Go!
He's lost without Bebela. What a chicken.
Jerk.
It's gonna be a landslide.
Get the ball, ball girl.
Isn't that a soccer thing?
So, let's go?
Yes!
Run, Esmeralda!
Go, Graça!
Goal! I told you!
-I did it! -Lady Sofia!
-Oh my God. -Did I kill the old lady?
This is horrible!
Oh my God!
2,000 years of polo,
and it's the first time a bystander gets hurt.
-Are you done, Doctor? -Yes.
It looks great.
I'm so embarrassed!
I wish I could just disappear.
Graça, come with me.
No, I didn't mean to actually disappear.
Come on, Graça.
God, where am I gonna disappear to? There's nowhere to go.
Carlinhos!
ROYAL CHRISTMAS PETRÓPOLIS
You scared me.
I thought you were gonna send me packing, but you brought me to a happy place.
I came here a lot as a kid.
-I thought you'd like it. -Like it?
I love it, Carlinhos.
This is Christmas! Kids running around. Lines for everything.
People fighting for turkey. Lights everywhere.
-Merry Royal Christmas. -Hey!
Girl! I bet I look ugly in that picture. Take another one. Come on.
You can pick up the picture in two hours at booth one.
Graça, why are you so happy? What's so special about Christmas?
Christmas is everything, Carlinhos.
Christmas is Christmas, you know? Christmas is…
Christmas, you know?
I know you can't find your words.
Christmas is just a commercial holiday.
That's all.
Well, well, well.
Carlinhos needs some Christmas spirit!
-No. Please, Graça. -Yes!
-No, Graça! -Here, take it.
I'm the Nutcracker.
Isn't the Nutcracker a man?
-I'm not defined by my gender. -Okay, Nutcracker.
Tell me, Mouse King, what do you want for Christmas?
I mean, after you broke grandma's nose,
only a Christmas miracle would make me the head of the company.
But I'm not asking this fake Santa.
I don't like being scammed.
What? Did I go too far? Sorry. I'm being annoying, right?
Look, this accident won't change the company's fate, okay?
And Santa has nothing to do with it.
It's people that are lousy. The character is great. He's cool.
No, Carlinhos.
Don't worry. It's not about you.
I think I'm just hungry, you know?
I need a nutritious meal.
Here's the deal.
Pay for the masks 'cause you know my situation is not great.
Get some cotton candy, and I'll get two croquettes
so we can pig out, okay?
Okay.
Hey, sir. Can I have two croquettes?
Okay. You want farofa?
Graça?
It's me, Rui, from last Christmas.
I think you're confused. There's no Graça here.
Still funny.
Mom, look!
Graça?
-Come on! -What the heck, Graça? No!
-Wait, I didn't pay. -Graça.
Graça!
-I'll explain later. -Graça!
Hey, Graça!
Graça!
Hey, Graça!
Graça!
Hey, Graça! Graça! Graça, stop!
-He's gone. -Who?
Look, Graça, I'm not as dumb as I look.
Who is this guy dressed like a Tyrolean?
Some jerk from my past.
I gotta tell you.
People should come with a label warning of their side effects.
Yeah.
I guess it takes some trial and error to meet the right person.
What about the cotton candy?
Should we eat it?
You want it? It's yours.
Of course not. We can share.
I don't like it. You can have it.
-Eat. -Wait.
Fine, I'll eat it.
-Wow, it's really good. -I told you.
The museum is about to close. Wanna take a tour?
Oh, you and your fancy words.
"Tour?" What tour?
Call it visiting, visitation, strolling…
Okay. Let's take a stroll.
After I eat my cotton candy.
Hi. How are you?
Good evening. Welcome to the Museu de Petrópolis.
Graça, you can't sit there.
We can't sit on a chair?
It's a work of art. Look.
Oh my God! Look.
Look at this! No!
I bet your grandma has one just like that in her office.
It's so her.
This is a replica of Dom Pedro II's throne.
Who, by the way, was very shy and uptight.
I think I know someone like that.
Me? Oh, come on.
He inherited Brazil at 14 years old.
-Fourteen years old? -Yes.
My God. When I was 14, I was playing with marbles.
What do you do with Brazil at 14 years old?
Can you return it if you don't like it?
Inheritance is not a choice, Graça. It's a duty.
Oh, Carlinhos.
Sometimes you complain for no reason.
You whine about your family, but they are human, just like you.
Are they a pain in the ass? Yes, they are. But they're your family.
Would you rather spend Christmas all alone at home?
Yeah, I know.
You miss your family, right?
About that… There's something I have to tell you.
Me too. I'm so glad you got mugged.
What?
No, I mean… Not for the robber.
I was also very worried you would lose your things,
but it's been very cool being your fake boyfriend.
I never met anyone like you, Graça.
It's like what you said about Christmas, "It's hard to describe it."
You are… you.
The most honest person I have ever met.
We should go back, right?
Because there's dinner.
So let's pig out.
Okay, let's go back.
But let me tell you. My family has a different tradition.
Jesus! How do you guys manage to ruin everything?
So, no dinner?
Of course there's dinner. But after the Christmas ball.
Ball?
Oh my God. I don't have an outfit.
I thought that after breaking Grandma's nose,
you wouldn't have the nerve to show up.
But I guess I was wrong, Carlinhos.
No way, Pedro Afonso.
I'm not going to stand here and watch you two decide who's the alpha male.
Excuse me.
Back off, Pedro Afonso.
Or what? Huh?
Your crazy girlfriend is gonna throw a ball at my nose?
Stop it! No fighting on Christmas!
-He started it. -He started it.
Well, I'm ending it!
-You look beautiful. -Thank you.
Mrs. Claus, let me ask you a question.
Sorry to bother you. But did your husband get my letter?
Does he have a gift for me? I sent him a lot of…
There's a gift for you.
Really? Look at that!
You're gonna love it.
It's really cool.
It slaps.
Come on, Carlinhos.
Your grandma.
I have to say, she's so classy.
My nose would look better with that bandage on it.
You better not tell her that, okay?
You're right.
Look, if you want to give her some attention, I'm good.
I'll do that later.
Now I want to give you some attention.
What the heck, Ms. Chica?
You couldn't go around us?
Ms. Francisca? I'll take this to Grandma.
What is this, Pedro Afonso?
Pedro Afonso!
You can't be serious. What are you doing?
Wait, Solange! Just…
I can't believe it.
Grandma.
Thank you, honey.
Pathetic.
Can you give me a minute? I have to take care of something.
Enjoy the party. Have fun.
Ms. Chica.
Hey, girlfriend, do you have some soda to top off my drink?
For the love of God! These drinks are so sour, Jesus Christ!
Girl, let me tell you something.
You were a hot mess when you got here.
You were a train wreck.
You were a fiasco.
Now that I turned you into a princess,
you will drink this sour drink and pretend it's sweet, okay?
Yummy.
Come with me, Graça.
To the buffet, right? It's time for turkey.
No, Graça. We'll eat later. Come with me.
Come on.
Carlinhos!
I already told you I don't know how to dance weird like that.
-That's okay. I'll lead you. -So, now I'm a rag doll?
You'll toss me everywhere. I'll fall down. It'll be ridiculous.
-'Cause this is ridiculous. -Graça, stop.
Can't you take me seriously for one dance?
Just one.
I don't know how. I told you.
Okay.
-I'll go slower. -Okay.
So? One more?
Okay. But now we're doing it my way.
Maestro!
Please, stop.
DJ, play Bento Leão!
It's a big hit
Bento Leão, king of the chicks
Want Christmas? Want Christmas? Leão is gonna teach you
Is the turkey on the table? Oh yeah, oh yeah
French toast for dessert? Oh yeah, oh yeah
Let's go Cut the turkey, cut the turkey
Let's go
Cut
Badass
Enough!
Lady Sofia, it's not her fault. It was me.
Graça, do you think it's okay to change the song the hostess chose
to spend Christmas with her guests?
Lady Sofia, can I talk to you?
From what I've seen,
you're not a girl who needs to ask for permission.
You know what?
The problem is that you want this family to succeed so bad,
and then you force everyone to be together all the time.
Do you think that's okay?
I don't force anyone to do anything.
Oh, of course not, Lady Sofia!
I guess everyone is fighting to be the head of the company for no reason.
What matters is that we are all here together, right?
Right?
-Yes. -Of course.
That's all that matters.
You wanna know what really bonds Brazilian families on Christmas?
What?
The words of the king.
Philip VI of Spain?
I'm not talking about the King of Spain, Lady Sofia. Jesus Christ.
Do I have to explain everything?
I'm talking about the King of Brazil.
Roberto Carlos.
Maestro,
B minor.
I don't even know what that means.
When I'm here
I live a beautiful moment
Come here, Carlinhos.
My God.
Looking at you
I feel the same way
Emotions
My friend, Bento Leão!
I had so many of them
Moments I never forgot
Oh my God! That was
wonderful!
Your turn, Milu!
Details of a life
Things, little things.
I think that's it. I don't know.
Come here, Sol! Come!
Oh my God!
I've made so many friends
I was sad when you left
-Oh my! -Enéas!
And sometimes I let
You see me cry
Smiling
Nice, Dad!
I know what love
Can bring to my life
I know, I felt pain
But I won't stop loving
Alice!
If I cried or if I suffered
Mom! It's "smiled," Mom!
I'm sorry.
If I cried or if I smiled
What matters is that I lived emotions
Just Lady Sofia now!
-Go, Mom! -Go, Mom!
-Go.
If I cried or if I smiled
What matters is that I lived emotions
My emotions
I wish every night was like Christmas Eve.
Carlinhos, come here.
It's you.
You're the one who will replace me.
Me, Grandma? Are you sure?
Yes, do you accept? It's yours.
-Accept it, man! Come on! -Okay.
I accept it.
Maestro, play us some Raul!
GRAÇA PARAÍBA FARM SEARCH
NO RESULT FOUND
I can't believe it. My family is not like that.
My head just exploded!
My grandma is singing, and so is my mom!
Wait, I'm in heels!
Why do we have to talk out here in the wilderness?
Seriously, my head is about to explode.
I told you.
I said you were gonna do great. And now you're the top dog of the company.
I don't know about "great," but thank you. I mean it.
-Thank you for everything, Graça. -You don't have to thank me.
I told you.
You have to trust me
and in my Saint Nicholas.
He never lets me down.
That's why I carry him with me.
You always touch this necklace, Graça. Why?
It's my keepsake.
My dad gave it to me.
I see.
Now I know why you love Christmas so much.
I do.
And let me tell you,
this Christmas will be unforgettable.
Really?
Look, we are under a mistletoe.
Oh, don't worry.
You didn't step on my toes.
No. Mistletoe.
It's an American Christmas tradition.
You know?
You know what happens when two people stand under a mistletoe?
Hell no. I didn't even know that thing grew in Brazil.
I thought it was artificial.
Graça, be real. What are you hiding from me?
Nothing.
Are you telling me you go to Aspen every year,
and no one ever tried to kiss you under a mistletoe?
Oh, I see. You should've told me.
Kissing? I've been kissed many times.
How many times?
The normal amount of times. Like at Carnaval.
Okay, never mind.
I don't want to be a jealous ex like that Tyrolean guy.
The past is in the past.
Dead and gone.
I only see two mouths right now.
And it's about time they get quiet.
Here's the dress, Ms. Francisca.
Keep your voice down.
My voice is down.
It's your hangover.
You drank like a fish last night, huh? You got plastered.
Yeah. Partying with the boss was not a good idea.
But look,
it's time for me to go.
Wait! Graça!
Graça!
What did I do now?
Come here.
You didn't do anything. Actually, quite the opposite.
I have been watching you with my boy.
Tell me,
why don't you stay?
I can't, Ms. Francisca.
Are you telling me you don't like Carlinhos?
-That's not what I said. -So?
Because I know he likes you.
You really think so?
I think Carlinhos likes the Graça that goes do Aspen,
that kisses under the "missed toe."
What?
It's one of those fancy words he likes to throw around.
Not sure what it means. See the problem?
You're such a fool.
He likes you. You like him.
If I were you, I'd tell him the truth.
The truth will set you free.
That's why I'm leaving today.
Up to you.
But don't come crying to me later.
What do you mean?
That you're alone because you want to be.
What are you thinking? You're missing out on love.
I learned that when you don't have anyone,
you don't have anyone to lose.
You can call me Ms. Chica.
And you can call me Gracyanne.
Come here.
Graça?
Bento Leão from Rio. Remember my name.
All right, bro! I have another friend here.
Carlinhos! Come here, bro. Say "sup" to everyone.
Hi, how are you? Good morning, guys.
-"Sup," bro. -Sup?
Sup, everyone from Bento Leão's social media?
That's what I'm talking about. This dude is chill.
Good morning, Dad. Have you seen Graça?
No, son. I'm here with Valentina.
-Fish out of water! -Didn't count! I'm talking to Carlinhos!
-Good morning, Mom. -Bonjour.
-Have you seen Graça? -No.
Have you tried the meat? It's a work of art.
No, thank you.
There's no way I'm going in.
-You're so high-maintenance. -Dive in, then.
What about my bandage?
-The bandage… -Good morning.
-Hi, honey. -Hi, Grandma.
Have you seen Graça today?
-No. -No.
You scared me.
I was looking for you. I thought you had left.
I wouldn't do that.
And miss the barbecue?
Rice with raisins,
farofa,
good music, right?
I want you all to myself
You don't know the lyrics?
Not this one.
So…
The deal was for me to leave today, right?
Look, after what happened last night, I want to change the deal.
Don't you?
Me too.
But I have to tell you something first.
-What? -Okay, but--
What are you doing here? Best part of Christmas is about to start.
Secret Santa is about to start. Come on.
This gift is for the person
with the highest IQ in the family.
Isolda! I know it's her!
Your gift is already in your account.
It's one Bitcoin.
-Come on, guys! Stop! -I'm flattered.
-What's wrong? -You guys are so weird.
Come on. It's Secret Santa.
You're supposed to give soap, socks,
a shirt you got on a trip.
Bitcoin? To a child?
Excuse me. It's my turn.
It's my turn, please.
Stay here. You're gonna like this.
-Is it my turn? -Very well.
Family,
the person I got for Secret Santa
is a fool.
No, he's the king of the fools.
He's such a fool. He got fooled by his own girlfriend.
What?
Easy, right? I gave away too many clues.
It's Carlinhos.
Yeah!
Tell the family, Carlinhos.
This idiot is telling the truth.
Before coming here, I found Bebela with another woman.
Oh! I'm sorry.
-She's gay? -Milu!
Oh, honey.
Why didn't you tell us?
I didn't feel like broadcasting something like this, Mom.
Don't feel bad, son. It happens.
Don't feel embarrassed.
You're so inappropriate, Pedro Afonso.
How sweet! You're hugging!
But I didn't know about the cheating.
That's actually a bonus. It supports my argument that you're a fool.
I was talking about the con artist he brought here.
Graça.
Honey, watch your mouth when you speak my name.
I'm no con artist.
Pedro Afonso, enough.
You lost. Deal with it.
Shut up, Pedro Afonso!
Okay. You're right. I'll shut up.
Let me give you your gift, Carlinhos.
Rui! Please, come in.
What's up, guys? How is it going?
Good afternoon, everyone.
What's your ex doing here?
My ex?
He's not my ex. He's my…
Ex-Christmas buddy?
Your ex, what?
-Rui… -Carlinhos…
Since the family is all here,
tell us how you met Graça.
Take your time, okay? Tell us every detail.
This woman is a liar.
Last Christmas, I found her crying in Urca,
saying she couldn't spend Christmas in Aspen with her family.
So I invited her to spend weihnachtsessen abend with us.
-Wait, I don't understand. -It's German for Christmas Eve.
German for Christmas Eve. Go back to school.
-I can't believe this. -He can afford it.
It was all a lie?
I thought you were the most honest person I had ever met.
No, wait. I am honest.
Hi, Cleyton? Are they inside?
I can't really defend myself, but Rui can explain.
Rui, tell them!
Did I do anything? Did I steal something from your house?
You stole my innocence.
I fell in love with you, Graça.
How did you fall in love with me? I spent one night at your house.
We never had anything. What the heck? I just went for the food. Just like here.
-Just like here? -Yes.
What did I tell you? She's always hungry.
That was in the beginning, you know? But it changed.
I can't believe anything you say, Graça.
Your farm, Aspen,
that cheap necklace your dad gave you.
-Don't talk about my dad! -It's pretty clear I'm a fool.
What do you want from me? Money?
Really, tell me. How much?
You know what I want, Carlinhos?
I want you to take your money and bury yourself in it.
Okay?
And then go on living your shitty life
with your crazy family.
-Hey! -No!
You guys are actually crazy.
-You are all crazy. -You're nuts.
Look who's here!
Look.
Your princess, Carlinhos.
Go on.
Marry her
and live your fairy tale.
The one you put on hold when you met me.
You're so pretty when you're feisty.
Shut up!
I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Good afternoon, Lady Sofia.
Hi, Bebela.
Carlinhos.
Bebela, please. Now it's not a good time to talk.
No, it isn't. I'm not here to talk to you.
I'm here to talk to Solange.
What?
What a ding-dong.
Graça! Are you running away again?
What are you gonna do? Stop me? You and what army?
I didn't mean what I said.
No, Carlinhos. You said everything you had to say.
You have to understand, Graça.
A lot of people get close to me for my money.
-I don't care about your money. -I know. I didn't mean to offend you.
But you lied. It's not like you suddenly became a saint.
There you go.
The pot calling the kettle black. Now we go our separate ways.
-That's not what I said. -No.
You didn't say that. I'm the one saying it to you.
Just like everyone else, Carlinhos.
Graça.
If we look at the performance in the second quarter,
we can see an increase of 35% compared to last year.
What do you think, Carlinhos?
Carlos Henrique?
-It's time for me to sort this out. -Yes.
Also,
today is the 26th.
Christmas is over.
We are off to a great start.
It takes some getting used to it.
I thought you would be happier sitting on my chair.
I am happy.
Carlinhos, open this drawer
and get the document inside.
Who's Youssef Bechara?
My father.
The Austrian count?
Am I missing something?
Let me explain.
The Bragança-Salles would never accept
Afraninho getting married to a woman without pedigree.
So, I made one up.
Wait.
It can't be.
Why do the women in my life not tell me the truth?
Get off your high horse, Carlinhos!
Not everyone can be truthful 100% of the time.
When you showed up with Graça,
I have to say I didn't like your decision.
I thought she was a loose cannon.
She had no manners and was rude.
May I sit down?
Of course, Miss Sofia. Sit down.
You want some eggs?
It's very yummy, you know, in its own special way.
Graça,
I know you're not who you say you are.
But no one is, right?
But in order to allow you to stay,
I'm gonna need more details.
But I have to admit,
she was the best thing that happened this Christmas.
Not just this Christmas, Grandma.
Graça would say I'm complaining for no reason.
The truth is, I can't sit in this chair.
Why? Do you want me to change the backrest?
No, Grandma. This is not about the chair. I'm talking about my life.
I'm always on autopilot.
I spent my whole life getting ready to sit on this throne, but now I…
Say it, Carlinhos.
I want to quit.
You don't have to drop everything to be with Graça.
But I have to be 100% honest with myself.
I don't want to seem ungrateful,
but the only thing I can get from this job is an ulcer.
I need to do what makes me happy.
What makes me happy, not what makes you guys happy.
You're right, Carlinhos.
I need to get her attention somehow.
Guys! Guys, wait up!
A grand gesture.
That's what I need to do to win Graça back.
Here's the deal.
I'll be waiting for Graça
in the place we met on New Year's Eve.
But she needs to find out somehow.
We need a communication strategy.
-Good idea, Auntie. -What, Carlinhos?
Sorry, I'm in a meeting.
Please, Auntie, focus!
I'm sorry. Email me in five minutes.
-Ready? -Ready.
What do we know about Graça?
Well, we know her name is Graça.
It's actually Gracyanne. She told me.
Well, we know she can twerk like there's no tomorrow.
She probably lives around the Pedregulho complex.
That's where I dropped her off.
That's what I'm talking about!
Listen up! I just reached ten million followers!
Babe, ten million followers.
Bento!
-What the heck? -Ten million!
-What the heck? -I'll have more sponsored ads!
Bento Leão, cut it out. Let's focus, please.
Forget the followers. Focus on the plan.
Sheesh! Carlinhos, buddy.
Listen to me.
Now you have ten million followers to help you find Graça.
For free. Do you get the picture?
Do you get the picture, Carlinhos? Do you?
You are a genius! That's the love of my life! He's gifted.
Are you okay, Milu?
-Is it working? -It's on.
Everything is working. Go on.
I would like to dedicate this song
to someone who taught me a lot this Christmas.
I don't play every well.
I don't know the song either. And I can't sing.
-I'm a bit nervous. -Liar.
But…
I know she likes this song, so…
This one is for you, Graça.
What I want most is to kiss you
And touch your body
You know I desire you
It's all over my face
We are looking for this girl.
Her name is Graça. She lives around here.
Help us find Graça, please.
I wish I was the sky
So you could be my moonlight
I want you all to myself
Like the waves in the ocean
I can't live like this
Good afternoon. Excuse me. Can I have your attention, please?
Good afternoon. Excuse me.
There's a very small chance.
Focus, Mom. Are you talking to me, or are you in a meeting?
I'm talking to you. We have a small chance of finding Graça.
YOU HAVE YOU POSTED MY NEWS?
HUGO GLOSS I JUST POSTED IT
#FORGIVEMEGRAÇA CAMPAIGN GAINS TRACTION
Yes!
Hi. Can I talk to you…
For crying out loud, people. Listen to him, please.
I get it. He's weird, he's ugly, he was cheated on…
Those glasses are not pretty.
But he's talking about love, people. About love.
Is that you?
Girl, he's going crazy trying to find you.
I'm sorry,
but I wish I had a prince like that after me.
Let me tell you.
When a man pretends to be a prince,
it's because he broke too many hearts.
-Thank you. -Keep it.
And touch your body
SEARCHING FOR GRAÇA
Attention, Graça!
Carlinhos is waiting for you for the new year with his family…
Your smile is like paradise
I wish I could be with you
I wish I was the sky
So you could be my moonlight
I want you all to myself
RIO DE JANEIRO TO JOÃO PESSOA BUS TICKET - CONFIRM
Like the waves in the ocean
I can't live like this
Missing you But can't touch you
Show up, Graça!
Come on, Graça! You will never find a man like that.
Except for Bento Leão!
Come on, Graça. Please.
Hi, son.
This is where we met, Dad.
Cool.
Your aunt's luau became a huge production, huh?
I told Aunt Milu to keep it small, just the family.
But it's not her fault.
The instruction was to let in everyone
called Gracyanne.
Did someone show up?
Son, what do you think?
Copacabana, VIP party, New Year's Eve.
Everybody showed up.
You think Graça will show up, Dad?
I'm sure she will, son.
Trust me.
Check this out. This party is gonna rock.
Everyone is here.
What's the matter, Tales?
Where are your friends? You didn't invite anyone?
I revoked my friendships too.
-He spoke! -He fell for it.
I did it.
Thank you.
SEARCHING FOR GRAÇA HAPPY NEW YEAR
One thing I learned about Graça is that you have to let her fly.
She's like a bird.
What… What the heck?
What makes you a Graça expert?
I got to know her a while back, bro.
You don't know her. You had one meal with her. One.
I'm trying to help you, bro.
Help? By the way, how did you get up here?
Hey, he's with me.
-Got it? -Got it?
What the heck? Bento Leão is right there.
-I know. Babe! -Yeah?
Come here!
Later I'll tell you who's smashing who and who gets priority.
Relax, she'll come. Let's go.
-Come on. -Happy New Year!
That's what I'm talking about.
Trust your swag, bro.
FONDUE WITH MY LOVE
MY LOVE
You better not mess with the Cement Princess, Pedro Afonso.
-Isolda, mind your own business. -Lady Isolda.
I keep my distance from my subordinates.
Keep up. We still have our year-end briefing.
Kid, you haven't been emancipated yet to take over the company.
Wait. Not yet, but she has power of attorney, honey.
I don't get it. A briefing on New Year's Eve. Really? Have you lost it?
It depends on the time zone.
I'm already in the new year, talking to Japan.
Oh, Ms. Chica.
I have to admit, you are great company.
You can call me Chiquinha.
Lady Sofia?
In the flesh and wearing Chanel.
I'm here because I have an invitation, Graça.
How would you like to spend next Christmas with the same family?
But I was humiliated. Why would I do that?
I'll let you choose the band and the music.
Look, I would like to thank you for coming all the way out here,
and I'd like to apologize for ruining your Christmas.
It's okay, Graça.
We actually needed a reality check.
I just hope you take it easy next time
because I don't think my heart can take it.
Next time?
I don't think there will be a next time.
Things didn't end well with Carlinhos.
But we can't say he's not trying to change.
Graça,
I know you had many losses in your life.
But you can't run away from the people you like
for fear of losing them.
I know, Lady Sofia.
In theory, that's beautiful.
But in reality, Carlinhos and I are from completely different worlds.
Especially now that he's the company's big shot.
So you don't know.
Carlinhos quit.
He changed a lot, Graça.
He's going after his own happiness.
What about you, Graça?
Are you gonna run away on that bus?
Hi, everyone. Hi.
Good evening.
I would like to thank everyone who helped me.
I would also like to thank all the Gracyannes for coming.
Thank you. It was a nice surprise, but there's really only one Graça.
And unfortunately, she's not here tonight.
I did what I did because I'm in love.
It sounds crazy, but I thought it would work.
But I guess my time is up.
Ten, nine,
eight,
seven,
six, five,
four, three,
two, one!
Happy New Year!
Bravo!
-Happy New Year. -Happy New Year.
Happy New Year, son.
She didn't come, Mom.
-She didn't come. -Don't be sad.
Carlinhos.
I had so much to tell her, Grandma.
I know.
Were you looking for me?
Me?
Why would you think so?
But don't you dare think
that because you went on stage, handed out flyers,
made this scene out on the street…
The whole "new year, new life" doesn't work on me.
I'm here just to hear what you have to say, and I'm on the clock.
Graça…
when I'm with you, I get goosebumps, my heart beats fast,
I get dizzy, I feel a tightness in my chest.
Are you professing your love, or is this a list of symptoms?
Carlinhos, you know heart disease runs in your family. For the love of God.
See? We are very different. And that's great.
Because you're like that.
You're…
you're… you are you.
Can't find your words, huh?
Too bad we missed the countdown.
Yeah.
But we can have another one.
Just for us.
-Really? -Yes.
Ten!
Nine!
Eight!
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!
LOOKING FOR GRAÇA
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
THE END
She's dead.
What if she starts singing "Merry Christmas"?
Nobody came.
Surprise!
It's not what you think.
I brought her here for us.
Let's go.
Of course I don't remember what he said. I was exhausted from breastfeeding.
Take this!
Listen, here's what we'll do. I'm gonna call them.
I don't have anything else to say because, technically, my dialogue is over.
Well,
he said…
If I were you, I would come clean.
Sorry!
Who are you working for? Arrais? Magalhães? Castelos-Branco?
With the "Castelos."
"Castelos-Brancos."
Get down and dirty?
I don't get it.
Pedro Afonso, don't…
-What was my line? -I don't know.
-What was my line? -No idea.
It's your line. I don't…
Tales, good morning. Have you seen Graça?
You're still funny.
Gra-- Hey, Mom!
Shit. I messed up. My bad.