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or lawyers do you know?

There's that Joaquim

at the Supreme Court, right?

You mean the President

of the Supreme Court...

Who never needed quotas, by the way.

- But he's an exception, uncle.

- Exactly.

Here's an example: at the boys' school...

How many black students are there?

I don't know. Two? Three?

- Three, I think.

- It depends on what you call black.

None, Jean, that's as good as none.

In a country with a black majority,

that proves how unfair and racist we are.

Is it Jean's fault

that he had a good education?

Quotas are meant to correct

a historical debt towards blacks.

Now Jean's to blame for slavery!

Maybe the black, quota students...

are far better prepared

for the world than your kids.

- At least they are interested in change.

- / agree.

Luiza, are you a quota student?

- '/es I am, it's my right.

- Why is that?

Because I go to a public school

and I am brown.

I've never had any quotas in life.

Every time I got f***ed over...

I did it to myself, because I f***ed up

and deserved to get f***ed over.

But I bounced back alone,

with no goddamn quotas.

Today we eat sirloin.

But I've already been

through a lot of cat meat.

Have you ever eaten cat meat, Luiza?

Yes.

Cat meat?

Must have been at the Northeastern fair.

Under the awning, with air conditioning.

Why waste time discussing a subject

that has nothing to do with this family?

Quotas are approved federally

and you lost that one.

Quotas have nothing to do

with you either.

Sorry, but you're not black

neither here nor in China.

- In China she might be.

- Very funny...

But I think your son forgot to mention...

that my mom is mulatto

and my dad Japanese.

Sorry.

Don't worry,

I'll pay you back soon, Wilton.

I'm not worried.

Don't you want to sell this house?

No.

It's a seller's market.

How many square meters?

1400 of constructed area.

Two, two and a half million

in your pocket.

No way.

How much?

The house is not for sale, Wilton.

But if it were, how much?

Five million minimum.

Look at this finish, how wonderful.

Plaster?

Yes, plaster.

But look at the moldings.

- You've been upstairs?

- You never brought me up there.

Let's go, I'll show you the attic.

May I?

Yes.

It took me three and a half years

to build this house.

You'll see the details.

Central AC.

It cools the whole house!

There's a crack here.

That's nothing. Come.

- Check out the floorboards.

- The place is in good shape.

Great shape.

The stereo system pipes sound

all the way to the pool.

Everything is working great.

He's like that.

He thinks people should suffer

like he did.

What did he suffer, Jean?

What opportunity did he miss

because of his skin color?

You see?

You two are the same.

- Look at your room.

- I'm not like him.

I'm not. I'm not like him.

I love you. Look at me.

I love you.

Forget quotas, forget my dad,

forget everything.

That doesn't matter.

We're all that matters.

- This is Net's room.

- Let me take a picture.

This is not laminate but hardwood.

Well finished, as you can see.

Here is Jean's.

What HOW?

I've already said, no locked doors.

It's disrespectful towards your sister.

- She's at the pool.

- It doesn't matter.

Sorry.

Jean, open the door,

don't make me say it again.

I'm not going to open it.

I'm going to keep on knocking.

Jean, you are f***ed.

Let's get out of here.

Let me show you the attic.

Turn that off.

You're making it louder.

Hold on...

Let me check on the jacuzzi.

What's up?

- Nothing.

- Come here.

Stop it, Luiza.

Are you sure you are a virgin?

Wait up.

What happened?

But who took the pictures after all?

She assured me no one in the family.

And I believed her.

You know when someone

has already been unmasked?

She had no way of lying,

she was already so disarmed.

Hello.

Time's up?

How much?

Fine, I'm coming.

For f***'s sake.

- Stay inside and lock the doors.

- It's just a skunk, Hugo.

- Are you sure?

Positive.

We never know in this gated community.

Certainly. It's always animals,

cats, clogs...

- Normally, yes.

- Never people.

Holy f***!

Did you trigger the alarm?

Jean! Hey boy.

Did you jump the fence?

- What's happening?

- I'm talking to you.

What happened?

You jumped the fence,

set off the alarm...

- Can we then finish up?

- Let's finish up.

Why are you drinking?

What's going on, Jean?

Are you crazy?

I jumped the fence. I did.

You jumped! Where were you?

I didn't have money to pay the motel.

How was I supposed to pay for it?

- Had to jump the fence.

- Were you at the motel?

Who were you there with?

Take a guess.

- Take the products, we can settle later.

- How do you go to a motel penniless?

- Are you a crook?

- Let's go?

Is that how you were raised?

Talk to me, Jean!

You talk!

Why did you fire Severino?

- I didn't fire Severino.

- You didn't...

- No, I didn't fire him.

- You didn't fire him?

I did not fire Severino.

Quit lying!

Quit lying. Just once, please.

Watch how you talk to me.

Did you know, mom,

that dad fired Severino?

You did, huh?

You did know.

You think I don't know

what's happening in this house?

- No, you don't.

- Yes, I do!

Don't yell at me!

Do not scream at your father.

I'm not one of your pals.

Respect me.

Now tell me, what's happening?

You tell me.

What a scene at lunch!

You're ruining my life,

you've ruined my relationship!

I saw Severino driving a van.

- Vacation my ass.

- Jean!

The only one on vacation here is you.

Don't touch me and watch your mouth.

- You piece of sh*t.

- Say what?

- You piece of sh*t!

- Jean, don't do that.

Oh my God, stop this.

Let go of me!

- Let go of me, you madman.

- You punk.

- Stop it!

- Let go of me!

We don't do this in this house!

- How are you, Noemia?

- Fine.

What happened?

Did anyone do anything to you?

Was Nat rude?

No.

I need you to sign off my papers.

The workload is too much,

it's just me in this big house.

Noemia...

I'm so sorry.

Rita left,

I haven't replaced her yet...

because it's so hard to find

a trustworthy person.

But you don't need to do it all.

Why didn't you talk to me before?

How could you make such a decision

before talking to me?

I got a job in the gated community.

Twice a week.

What do you mean?

You've been thinking about it all along?

For God's sake.

You've been here for so many years.

You can't do that.

Who are you going to work for?

Ms. Lucelia.

No way, not her.

Ms. Sonia...

Mr. Hugo hasn't paid me

in three months.

Good luck, son.

Jean! Your phone.

Good luck.

You too.

Good morning, everyone.

If you haven't already,

remove your watches now.

Good luck.

Eike Batista's OGX posts record plunge.

Is everything ok?

Just go on.

Let's meet up for a drink

in front of the square.

Listen up:
"The Black Panties"

are playing tonight at Top Dance.

It's going to be epic.

Loads of chicks.

Seriously.

So we meet at the square,

grab a beer and then head over.

Sonia, did Jean call you?

No news?

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