Casa Grande Page #6

No, I didn't see him walk out.

If he calls, let me know.

Kisses.

Not her. Get out of this date.

Cut loose.

Forgot how to do that?

Not Castelo.

She's going to Castelo, right?

Another reason to hit Top Dance.

Something new. Forget funk,

the thing now is forr.

End of the line, pal.

I'm out of cash, pal.

Sorry, I only have 25 cents.

With that rich-kid face?

I'm so sorry,

I didn't realize I was broke.

- So?

- Let him go.

Get out.

Thanks a lot, so sorry.

Ok.

What else can we do?

Do you know a Severino?

He drives a van like yours.

We have lots of Severinos

in this community.

- Do you know his last name?

- Yes, Severino Marinho.

- Must be the triangle player.

- Yes, I know him.

- Know where he lives?

- I'll show you the way.

- Noemia?

Dean?

- What are you doing here?

- I live here. Come in.

These are my daughters,

Alice, Andressa...

That one is Aline, the youngest,

Severino's kid.

Jean!

What a nice surprise.

Calm down.

Let's sit here.

Excuse us.

What happened, Jean?

Nothing.

Does you dad know you're here?

- No.

- You want to call him?

Jean, please call home

as soon as you get this message.

Send word.

Straight to voicemail.

I'm starting to get worried.

But it's not my fault.

He knew I was waiting for him.

Hello?

Who's that?

What?

Call Jean again.

Who's this?

Outside of coverage area.

- Who was it?

- Wrong number.

- Who was it, Hugo?

- Wrong number, Sonia.

Hello?

No.

It's Jean's voice.

- It's Jean's voice!

- What did he say?

- What do you want?

- What's going on?

- Nothing, go back to your room.

- But that's a lot of money.

- What's up, mom?

- I told you to go back to your room!

I don't think we have

that much here. Wait.

- I want to talk to Jean.

- He wants 20 thousand, Hugo!

Do something, for God's sake!

It's a hoax, dad,

it happens all the time.

Shut up, Nat.

- I'll give you...

- Calm down, mom.

But please, I beg you...

You don't need to hurt my son.

Yes. My husband is getting the money.

- We'll do anything you ask.

- Calm down.

My husband is counting the money.

So...

So?

Listen to me.

I have two thousand reais.

Ifs all I've got,

so take it or leave it.

You're the one

who's not getting it, pal.

Two thousand. Take it or leave it.

- So?

- Calm down.

Get a pen.

Ask him what Jean looks like.

- Not there, I won't go.

- Ask him what he looks like.

It must be at a public place.

Ask him what he looks like, dad!

Ask him what he looks like. Jean.

- What does he look like?

- But I heard his voice.

- Hair color, eye color.

- I heard him.

- Don't mention his name, mom.

- I heard!

- So kill him.

- No, Hugo!

Kill him, motherf***er!

Ifs a hoax. Natalie was right.

- Ifs a hoax. Calm down.

- Sit down.

- He's going to kill my son.

- It wasn't him, mom!

Calm down, Sonia. It was a hoax.

He's going to...

Sit down.

- It wasn't him, mom.

- I heard his voice.

I heard it...

It wasn't him.

Son of a b*tch.

My lady's hair is like a guitar string.

Pull it out, it stretches.

Let it go, it curls.

My lady's hair is like a guitar string.

Pull it out, it stretches.

Let it go, it curls.

- Hi, Rita.

- Hi, Jean. Did you miss me?

- Yes.

- How are you?

- So...

- So?

- Know how to dance forr?

- I think so.

I'd like to see that. Go on, show me.

I told my lady! want her looking good.

So I bought her some hair cream.

In case she doesn't like it...

I also got her a straightening iron.

My lady's hair is like a guitar string.

Pull it out, it stretches.

Let it go, it curls.

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