All language subtitles for Verdades Secretas S02E31

It's a joke, right?

That's ridiculous.
You can't arrest me.

-Please reconsider...
-You disrespected an officer.

-You can't do this!
-Officer!

I'm rich!
You're a shitty detective.

You'll regret doing this.
Are you sure? You're going down!

-You're the one going down.
-Let her go!

-Let me go!
-Don't do this. Let her go!

The cellphone too.

This is absurd.

Absurd!

I'm ready, Cris.

-Ready?
-Yeah.

-Everything's set.
-You look beautiful.

-Thank you. Let's go.
-Wait up.

GIOVANNA WAS ARRESTED
FOR YELLING AT THE DETECTIVE

-I can't believe this!
-What is it?

Change of plans.
Giovanna was arrested.

It happened sooner
than I thought.

-We missed the show.
-Really?

Let's go to the police station,
Cris.

She humiliated me
when I was arrested.

-I need to see her in jail.
-I know.

But to see her,
a lawyer must authorize it.

It seems she cursed
her fellow inmates.

She's isolated in a cell.
I can't believe this!

Me neither.

Giovanna's in jail.

-She's in jail!
-Yeah.

-In jail.
-Yeah, she is.

It's impossible for a person
like her to get arrested, but...

Especially without
a solid accusation, like ours.

You guaranteed
she'd be arrested.

-You said you were sure.
-Because of her temper.

I knew she'd lose it.

To be sure of it, I asked Bruno
to wait in front of the precinct

and torment her
before her deposition.

Eurípedes confirmed
what I'd imagined.

She disrespected
the detective.

What about the evidence
of Benji's death?

Get a beer first.
Let's make a toast.

Sure, but tell me...

She arrived at Benji's place
after his death.

I'm sure of it
because I was there with her.

When they go deeper
in the investigation,

they'll see she's innocent.

We only did this
to mess with Giovanna.

She'll be released soon.

-So fast?
-Yeah.

If you want to humiliate her,
now's the time.

So get a lawyer
to authorize my visit.

I can't miss the opportunity
to see Giovanna behind bars.

OK.

-OK?
-OK.

Now. I'll do it now.

Know what this looks like?

Did you ask for me, madam?

-When will I be released?
-I don't know.

Your lawyer's
ranting outside.

This isn't fair.

You think the law
doesn't apply to the rich?

You'll need a hearing
to be released.

-I want my lawyer now.
-Only during office hours.

Sleep tight, miss.
Good night.

-I want to get out of here!
-Shut up!

-Damnit!
-Leave us alone!

Be silent, little friend...

We've prepared
a very nutritious chicken soup.

-Kind of thin, huh?
-Lourdeca, what do you mean?

You're our guest.
Stop pouting and eat.

I will!

-It's just that...
-What? Are you feeling ill?

-No, I just feel like...
-Like what?

It's not even a feeling.
It's a huge craving.

Then tell me!
Do you want me to bake a cake?

I can prepare
something special.

I can defrost a salmon,
if you'd like.

I've got a craving
for a strawberry tart.

A strawberry tart?

I get so worried...

Pregnancy cravings
are very serious.

We'll get it tomorrow.

-But I'm craving it now.
-So?

Joseph, when a pregnant woman
has a craving,

we have to satisfy it,

otherwise our kid'll look like
a strawberry tart.

When I was a kid, my neighbor
looked like a pumpkin

just because her mother
had pregnancy cravings.

And you have a car, Joseph.

There must be
a pastry shop open somewhere.

I'm tired.
I have a casting tomorrow.

-I want to wake up relaxed.
-Oh, my love...

It's just a little ride.
Tell me you'll do it.

I love you.

Visky, will you massage my feet?
I'm feeling a little bloated.

This feels so good!

-Good evening. May I...
-I want the tart.

What are you doing, my friend?
I was here first.

OK,
but I asked for the tart.

Do you have
another strawberry tart?

-This is the last one.
-I'll take it.

I've got a pregnant woman
full of cravings at home...

My mom's the same.

But pregnant women
have sudden urgent cravings...

-You know the drill.
-I see,

but, if I don't take it,
my mother'll be angry at me.

Your mom's lucky
to have a son like you.

Yes, she's a saint.
I satisfy all her cravings.

Except this one. Excuse me.

Give me my tart back!

No way, this is
the only open pastry shop.

It was my turn
and you try to take it? No way.

-What will I tell my mom?
-The truth.

Tell her she's a bossy old hag
whose son is a wimp.

Good night. Thank you.

A strawberry tart
for the mother of the year.

-You took a long time, Joseph.
-I couldn't find an open shop.

But now
I don't crave it anymore.

No way, you'll eat it!
Stuff it in!

Yes, you will.

I'll give it a taste.
I won't be rude.

Tomorrow I'll...

Tomorrow I want to eat a waffle
for breakfast.

A waffle?

I never buy waffles.

With jam.

Joseph, can you buy it?

I told you
I have a casting tomorrow.

How hard is it
to wake up a little earlier

to buy some jam
and a waffle?

It's fast, baby.

Tell me you'll go.

OK, OK, I'll buy it.

Since you're here this late,
it must be bad news.

-What happened?
-Giovanna's been arrested.

-What?
-Arrested.

-What do you mean?
-She disrespected the detective.

She went to the police station
to give a deposition.

Just that.

But she got angry, yelled
and ended up in jail.

-Just what we needed...
-I'm going there. What do we do?

Calm down, Pia,
they won't let you in now, no.

-I want to go there now.
-I'll get her out tomorrow.

-I'll handle this. Thanks.
-Edney...

Jandira,
please show him out.

I'm very sorry.

-Bye, Pia.
-Thank you.

-Are you going out, Blanche?
-I have an early meeting.

Did you sleep well?

Not exactly.

I can't stop thinking.

My head keeps pounding
over Laila's death.

It's hard.

Why don't you try to relax more
and forget?

It's impossible
to forget right away, but...

maybe if you distance yourself
from everything that's happened.

I'm thinking
about the container.

That container of pills.

It wasn't prescribed
by her psychiatrist.

Someone gave it to her.
I want to find out who.

Ariel,

maybe Laila had
a new friend.

-A friend you didn't know about.
-I know all of her friends.

It's someone I know.
I'm sure of it.

I'm just curious.

If you find out
who this person is,

maybe someone who didn't know
what they were doing,

what would you do?

Blanche, if someone gave
that medication to Laila,

I'll get my revenge.

-Revenge?
-Yes.

I'll ruin the person's life.

-Betty, you know my background.
-I even know you were a nun!

People who know you nowadays
would never believe it.

It was just a phase.

I have no faith today,
but it taught me how to focus.

When I started professionally,
I worked really hard,

but I went for it, and
slowly, I got everything.

I got married twice,

but neither of my husbands
mattered more than the agency.

-The agency and the power.
-Independence. Power.

But the unexpected happened,

and for the first time,
I'm loving a man.

Oh, that's so cute!

When his wife died,

I convinced Ariel
to move to my apartment

so I could give him
my support.

But things are going well,
and I know that, in time,

he will... make it official.

Maybe
we'll even get married.

Of course, I know you.
You'll get all you want.

Until now, you've been
giving me small talk,

and you said
you wanted to vent.

What is so important?

His wife was depressed.
Severely depressed.

The psychiatrist's meds
were too light.

She wasn't able to sleep,

was deeply anxious
and asked for my help.

I...

gave the poor girl
a good sleeping medication.

"Poor girl?"

Blanche,
don't try to fool me.

What are you telling me?

I know she died because
of a sleeping pill overdose.

Did you give her
the medication on purpose?

Is that it?

-Am I free?
-You have a visitor.

You.

I just...
followed my instinct.

I didn't plan it.
I never imagined this.

But the worst thing is
Ariel found the meds...

Oh my God...

...and wants to know
who gave them to Laila.

If he finds out,

I'll lose him forever.

Calm down. He probably
has no clue it was you.

If he were suspicious,
he wouldn't have moved in.

Calm down.
All you have to do is deny it.

Always deny it. Always.

-Is that your advice?
-Yes, it is.

It's the only one
I can give you.

Deny. Just deny.

But...

what about you, Blanche?

How are you going to deal
with the reality?

Your conscience.

I did the best for Ariel.

OK, then. Cheers!

Good morning, Giovanna.

You've got some nerve, huh?

I wouldn't be wasting my time
if I'd known it was you.

My lawyer authorized my visit.
Early today.

Your lawyer must be trying
to find a judge to release you.

Giovanna, Giovanna...

You have no idea how good it is
to see you here,

feeling everything
I've felt.

You set me up, right?

Of course.

It was me.

I did my best
to put you in here.

I just wasn't able
to throw the key away.

But I've already harmed you.

-You haven't.
-That's what you think.

Do you know what I feel
when I look at you?

What?

What do you feel?

-Hate.
-It's reciprocal.

I'll be able to prove
you killed my father.

-I didn't kill him.
-That's what you tell others.

To me,

you're unable to lie.

Giovanna...

You know, when I was here,

you tried to take my son
away from me.

So now...

I'll take
your most beloved thing

away from you.

-The company.
-Impossible.

Do you think
I'd waste my time

if it weren't to harm you?

My lawyer has advised me.

I won't waste a second longer
listening to you.

Officer!

You can take me away!

From now on,
I'll only see my lawyer.

Cupcake,
I was so worried about you...

Visky, is there a show?
Or something else?

The show season's
a little weak.

There was a photoshoot,
but it's done.

But there's a catalog
of low-cost fashion.

I'm in.
I'm accepting anything.

-Got it.
-Hey, anything.

Got it.

A landowner always calls us.

He called us today.

I didn't ask you beforehand,
but I sent him your photo,

and he loved it.

OK.

Give me his address
and name.

I need more money
to pay the lawyer.

Lawyer?

It's for my mother's case.
I don't want to say too much.

I won't ask anything else.
I'm the queen of discretion.

But if one day
you need my support...

You've been supporting me
a lot.

-Just get me more clients, OK?
-OK.

You're free to go.

-Finally!
-Daddy's girl's getting out!

Those who say justice exists
go home to drink champagne.

-No one pays attention to us!
-Exactly. I'm rich, dears!

Did you think I'd stay here?

-Eat shit!
-Eat shit yourself!

Quiet!

My darling!

CRISTIANO
SHE'S OUT.

-Where's my phone?
-I'll get it.

We shouldn't even be talking.
Shitty lawyer!

-Don't talk like that.
-You let me be arrested!

Lower your voice!

If you're arrested again,
your mother won't come.

Now the sexy trainer thinks
he can boss me around?

Look at our situation.

-I'm going home. You coming?
-No, I'll go to mine.

I want a shower.
This place is filthy.

Angel will pay me.

I still don't get
why they've set me up so badly.

Clearly it's your brother.
Inheritance dispute.

I can't wait for my sister
to be president again.

Calm down.
There's no need to worry.

She was arrested.

It's our leverage.

I'll arrange a meeting today
at the company's head office.

-Edney? It's Sibila.
-Hello, ma'am. What's up?

-I want to schedule a meeting.
-Giovanna's still recovering.

If it doesn't happen today,
I'll open a case tomorrow.

OK, give me the names
of whoever will be there.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-You OK?
-Yeah.

-I'm happy. I've got news.
-What?

I was just with Sibila.
Everything's working out.

I admire you, you know?

I don't always get
your game,

but you always get
what you want.

You promised me you'd find
the woman Gui sent money to.

The secret Luxembourg
account number

-is in the watch she took.
-I know. Calm down.

I was just busy
with Giovanna's arrest,

but I'll find this account,
OK?

It's so good
to have you near me.

I want you always near me.

-Always.
-Angel?

Fabi's burning up.

-You checked his temperature?
-Yeah. Here.

My God!

-Baby, how are you?
-Sick.

Sick?

Nalva, get his documents.
Cris!

Get my phone
and call the doctor.

Tell him it's urgent.
It's on the recent calls list.

I've got to bathe Fabi.
He's burning up. Here, baby.

You've a little sick.
You're burning up.

Is Aline still suspicious about
Tadeu going to the clinic?

Suspicious? Aline has radar
just above her eyebrows.

If she knows anything,
she'd better be quiet.

But, to avoid making a fuss,

let me handle the next
genetic material donation, OK?

Empress, I'm here
to meet your every need.

Just don't forget about
your servant's small commission.

Just do your job now.
Call Giovanna Ticiano.

-Call Giovanna?
-Yeah. Confirm the show date.

She's an egocentric monster,
only wants handsome models,

but she should've called
today.

Giovanna won't miss
the chance to shine.

She has spent buckets
of her own money just to appear.

Yeah. It's her money
and our profit.

Yes, my empress.

Those are gorgeous shoes!

They are,
but don't look too much,

or the heels will break.

Tell me.

How's it been
living with Lourdeca?

It's a high-risk pregnancy.

She comes to work
just a few days a week.

And Imelda's taking care
of the remaining days.

If she weren't very efficient,
I wouldn't have accepted this.

But she only comes thanks
to Joseph, who has a car.

Joseph...

I never thought
he was the husband type.

Do they get along?

-Like a charm.
-Really?

-I need to get paid.
-What do you want me to do?

There's no show, no shoot...
Want me to invent something?

A job your mind created,
and you decided...

I'll tell you how much.
It was a side job.

-OK...
-Lots of side jobs, Tadeu?

Don't even bother answering,
hottie.

-I accept whatever comes.
-What was this job?

-It's not listed anywhere...
-Curious flea!

-Sometimes, we do extra jobs...
-Leave her be.

-What do you mean?
-This is annoying.

I agree, hunk.
Imelda, what a shitshow...

I'll tell you how much,
I'll sign the document,

and the empress will know
all about it, OK?

-You've already told me that.
-Joseph!

-What's up, baby?
-How was your casting?

They need black models.
I'll get it.

Black models
are getting more chances...

-It's the least, right?
-Thank God!

-Look who's calling.
-So annoying.

Lourdeca.

Hi, Lourdeca.

Visky, I've got a craving
for a hearts of palm pastry,

but from the street market.

But there's no street market
now, Lourdeca.

Do you want your son
to look like a pastry?

Want me to spend the night?

No, Nalva, I'll stay.
Go home and rest.

Is it so serious?

He's not responding well
to the treatment.

He was supposed
to have gotten much better.

I'm so scared for him...

Angel, everything's going
to be OK.

Trust me.

I've got to go.

I'll be OK.

I want to know
what the point of this farce is.

Bruno wasn't even supposed
to be allowed in.

In fact, he's an heir
and can give his opinion.

He thinks you're unable
to be the company president.

This guy?

He gave me the presidency
in a heartbeat,

then changed his mind,
dated a drug dealer who died,

then asked me for R$ 50 thousand
to let everything go.

This is the guy telling me
I can't be the president?

-Spare me!
-I'll remove you legally.

-You might've killed Benji.
-Obviously I've been set up.

That's it!
That's why I've been set up.

To remove me
from the presidency?

Bruno, I belong here.

Instead of snorting,
now you smoke weed too?

Did you lose your memory?
You've been committed!

-Voluntarily, remember?
-Stop this argument.

I'd figured this whole farce

was to remove Giovanna
from the presidency.

Now I'm the president.
No one will remove me.

Legally, what's happened
isn't enough to remove her.

There wasn't a trial.
Soon she won't be a suspect.

I'll go straight to the point.
My client is an heir,

and your father's death
wasn't officially recognized.

My father died, honey.
Everyone knows that!

Presumption of death.

While his death is
not legally recognized,

a judge must monitor
the company's economic actions.

To them, if Alex comes back,

he can't run the risk
of having lost his estate.

-What does it mean?
-It means we're even.

I was committed, so no judge
will let me be president,

but now you're involved
in a case.

You can't be
the company president.

You want to destroy me.

Sure, you want my cut
of the inheritance.

As president,
you'll steal from me.

-I'm not stupid.
-Sibling against sibling?

-This is terrible.
-Giovanna,

if you stay,
the company will be hurt

in the eyes of the suppliers,
creditors and consumers.

Family wars ruin any estate.

I don't care! I won't leave.

I'm the best person
to be here.

Bruno simply can't do it,
and everyone knows that.

I'll be the president.

A sacrifice I'm willing to make.
It's best if I take over.

I'm your mother.
Alex's ex-wife.

I'll take care of the company
for you.

-My love, you...
-Edney and I have discussed it.

-It's best if I take over.
-Yes. Got it, dear old sis?

Get your things and vacate
the president's office now.

My son is worse, right?

I need to be honest.

He isn't responding well
to treatment.

What does it mean?

-You know...
-No.

There must be an alternative,
another treatment...

There is an alternative.
A medication released in the US.

-We'd have to import it, but...
-What?

No health insurance
covers it.

Every medication goes through
a series of tests for approval.

The tests aren't over
for this one.

And it's very expensive.

I'll manage to buy it.

Sure.
I'll give you a prescription.

My secretary will give you
the phone and address

of an importer
of medical products.

But you should know that...

-You can't be sure it'll work.
-I can't.

I can't be sure.

I'll manage to save
my son's life.

Good luck.

-Percy?
-Hello?

I was waiting for your call.
Let's see each other today?

Yes, let's, but not
at a fancy restaurant.

My son is worse.

I'll talk to you
about a new medication.

Can we meet here
at the hospital?

Pastries for my baby.

-Not from the street market.
-Where would I find one now?

But he bought ones
just like those.

They're from a diner.
They deep-fry on demand.

I got pastry cravings
myself.

-Oh, really?
-So I bought many. Eat them.

-Try them. Try them.
-Eat them. Go.

Try them, Lourdeca,
they're crisp.

It'll do.

-It's delicious.
-It really good, isn't it?

That's all you got?

What do you mean?
There are six.

I'm so hungry...

-My God, I'll take mine now.
-Let Lourdeca eat them.

Hey, I can't take it anymore.
Lourdeca treats me badly.

My baby...

Lourdeca's just a pregnant woman
full of cravings,

just like all
every other pregnant woman.

Be patient.

Don't you want
to see our baby

-become a beautiful person?
-I do.

He does look pale.

I'm so worried, Percy...

You said I could help.

You had already told me
what it was.

Actually, the amount of money
is even higher than before.

No problem.

Give me the importer's number.
With the prescription,

my secretary
will take care of it.

That's great.
I'm so relieved, Percy...

-There's a condition.
-A condition?

Angel, you know
I'm crazy about you.

But I don't know
if you love me back.

I don't know if I love you
the way you want to be loved.

-But I'm very grateful.
-No one loves out of gratitude,

nor becomes tied to someone
for that.

I have your information

and I had an IOU made.

It's a lot of money, Percy.

It's enough for a few months
of this expensive treatment.

I knew the amount because
of my father's illness.

I also included what I spend
to sustain you.

Yes, it's a lot of money.

-I can't pay you back.
-I don't expect you to.

-It's just insurance.
-What insurance?

We've been together
without any formal bond.

You could leave me anytime.

With this document,
you can't leave me anymore.

-You'd lose everything.
-I've got almost nothing.

It's just
an emotional insurance.

Sign it.

There's a way
to get rid of the IOU.

-What way?
-Marry me.

I love you so much.
It's all fear of losing you.

Marry me.

-How did you get in?
-You gave me the key, remember?

You're so sly...

What do you think,

that I don't know you helped
Angel's lawyer set me up?

Ah, Cristiano...

You just needed to say
I'd arrived after Benji's death,

but no...

you refused to testify
on my behalf.

None of this
would've happened.

Of course not.

-You know I lost the presidency.
-Yeah.

Bruno's at my place.

May I?

I know many things.

I know Bruno wanted you
removed from the company,

and I also know that
damaging your virtue...

Virtue?

Virtue!

Stop being a jackass!

This inheritance thing
is complicated.

Any judge would go against you
being the company president.

You damaged your reputation.
You might lose everything.

What do you want?

Because you were the last person
on Earth I wanted to see.

Actually, no,
the second to last.

The last is even worse than you:
Angel.

I came here
because you need me.

I need you?

I need you!
Are you sure about that?

Giovanna,
when will you get it?

The tables have turned.

The only way
you'll put your hands,

your soft hands,
on your inheritance,

the way you want, totally free,
with an apartment in Paris,

is if you find
your father's body.

I know that very well..

So hire me back.

I can find
your father's body.

.