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Marketing works everywhere, except in our profession.

This flight is overbooked.

Maybe this can help you.

We met among the greatest heirs of this country.

Then I thought: "My fortune will not impress this woman."

Airlines, tuxedo rental stores...

she's taking prostitution everywhere.

Your son is at the club, playing in the pool...

and there could be a call girl on the next tennis court!

-We're not playing tennis. -Why not? Are we overbooked?

We won't be able to do any of that anymore.

There is a French proverb that goes like this...

"Between calamity and disaster...

there's always room for a glass of wine."

I'd better not overdo it, I'm making dinner for Oscar.

Promising night, isn't it?

Actually, I'll pick a bottle for tonight.

Andressa?

Karin! Slutty you. It's been so long!

Who would have thought that a chance encounter...

with a crazy woman in a wine importer...

would forever change our lives?

-You look great, girl. -You too, look great.

How about Ariel, that son of a gun, how is he?

I don't work for him anymore.

-You argued again? -That's a long story.

-Excuse me. -Thank you.

Have you ever tried this wine? It's incredible.

Would you leave it at the counter? I'll be right there. Thanks.

But who are you working for now?

No one.

Don't say you're doing the streets now.

No, that's part of the long story. One day I'll tell you.

Just tell me. Are you okay?

Yes, but it's been hard to find customers.

I think I have one to refer to you.

Really?

His name is Julio, the guy is filthy rich and crazy.

He always goes out with a girl but only once with each girl.

I already went out with him, so...

-I think I've heard about this guy. -I know Serginho, his secretary.

I can tell him about you. It may work out.

I didn't know you cooked so well.

You don't know a lot of things about me.

You know, sometimes, I like you a lot.

Only sometimes?

Always.

I see.

It's true. May I confess something?

Go ahead.

We've been together for almost six months, right?

Sort of.

And I think I've never been so happy as I am now.

Are you done with the confession?

Done.

Three Hail Marys and four Our Fathers.

-I'm going to take a bath. -Okay.

I spent almost an hour in the bathtub.

Wondering if one day I would have a bathroom like that.

And when I finished...

-Did you see my ring? -What ring?

My ring. I put it here on the nightstand.

-It's not there? -No.

It will turn up soon.

Things have a way of disappearing...

I bet it will turn up in a few days.

Wait, let me understand. You lost your ring...

and because of it you think Oscar will ask you to marry him.

I'm not saying he will ask me to marry him.

I'm saying it's a possibility.

Maybe he took it to find out my finger ring size.

Maybe.

Would that be a client?

Must be Augusto, I'm having dinner at his house later.

-Karin? -Yes?

My name is Sergio, Andressa gave me your number.

I work for Mr. Julio Ramires.

How are you?

Fine, thanks.

How is your agenda tomorrow?

I'm clear. I have nothing scheduled.

Great. So can I confirm tomorrow?

Yes, confirmed.

Super. I'll call in the morning to give you details.

I'm not sure exactly what time.

All right, then. No problem.

Bye.

What a relief! Finally!

When you think all is lost, the best customers show up.

-Is it Andressa's? -He must pay well.

So, what happened to Magali? It's been days since I saw her.

I don't know.

Magali had taken a few days off.

And she used all the money she had to revamp her wardrobe.

Things from Louis Vuitton. Dolce & Gabbana.

And on that night, Karin had dinner with Augusto.

Their friendship was becoming like the old days.

My friend, you can tell if a woman is beautiful...

-looking at her from the back. -Shut up, Augusto.

Seriously. Just look at her elbow.

-The elbow? -Yes, the elbow.

An ugly woman has a worn out elbow, looks kind of dirty.

-And me? Am I beautiful? -You're beautiful, Flavinha.

You know what? This is getting boring...

Not karaoke.

-I'm first! -Second!

Thank you, thank you.

Now I'll show you how it's done.

Where's my glass? Which one?

So romantic!

You know I'm a romantic guy.

-It's too early. -Not really, it's late.

And I can't hear you guys sing anymore.

-Careful driving. -Don't worry.

-What? -Nothing.

-Goodbye. -Have a good night.

-Let's open? -Grappa now? You're crazy.

How about a nightcap?

No way, you already had seven nightcaps.

Augusto, if you could count the nightcaps...

it's because you didn't drink enough.

Augusto, this friend of yours who came tonight...

-Joana? -Joana. I'd marry her.

-Really? -You would?

Easily.

She's too much for you.

And to marry, you cannot marry a beautiful woman.

Unless you want to be cheated on.

I'd rather have an unfaithful pretty girl...

-than a faithful ugly one. -Because you're an idiot.

So what if you fell in love...

let's say with a porn star.

Would you be okay with that?

-It depends on her elbow. -So take the nightcap.

-Come on! -No way, man!

Yes, a porn star.

Karin? Sergio here. Is everything good?

-Hi, fine, and you? -Great.

Can you take down the address?

Wait just a second.

-Tell me. -Listen, at noon.

Noon? Your boss likes to go out early.

No, you'll go out later, at night.

-But the girls need to meet before. -What girls?

-Andressa didn't explain? -No.

The casting is at noon.

The girls meet for brunch. Julio goes there...

talks to each one of them...

then he picks who he'll spend the night with.

You're kidding?

If you're not chosen, at least you'll have lunch.

There's champagne and all that. It's fun.

Look, I can pay for my own lunch, okay?

I won't be a part of any casting.

I will never tolerate that. Never!

Selecting girls? I won't!

-But isn't the guy rich? -Yes, rich.

-Pays well? -Yes, so what?

I won't compete with a bunch of girls. Is this a Miss Pageant?

But what now? That was the only thing we had.

I know that.

Hello, girls.

Look at my new shoes and eat your hearts out.

And she returns.

Where were you?

I took a few days off to do some shopping.

-And you, everything okay? -Yes.

You don't look so happy.

Tell me what we have today. I need a quick buck.

Nothing, there's nothing.

-Nothing? -It's all over.

Overbooking, tuxedo, tennis. We can't do any of that anymore.

How come?

Why?

You were right, Ariel. Karin's idea did not work.

-The DA is after her. -Really?

Really? The other girls don't have anything either?

Just like the old saying.

"The good daughters always come back home."

They all went back to Ariel?

This is really bad.

Guys, come on. Let's think of something else.

This cannot bring us down. That's the way our job is.

Sometimes we're up, sometimes we're down.

There must be something we can do.

This time I don't think so.

Did you find my ring?

Just this clip here, and twenty-five cents.

So, are you ready to be humiliated?

Forty to fifteen! Come on, Oscar! Set point!

Where did you learn to play like that?

With a client, my father... my father's client.

Come here.

I have to ask you something.

-Your answer has to be yes. Okay? -How come?

You don't need to answer, all you have to do is nod.

Or you can give me a kiss. It's up to you.

Okay, speak up.

Wanna go to Campos with me for the weekend?

Campos do Jordão?

Yes, I booked a little cabin there. I'm sure you'll love it.

So give me a kiss.

Karin, Oscar will ask me to marry him today, or tomorrow.

What did you lose? A necklace?

I mean it.

He's taking me to a romantic hotel in Campos do Jordão.

-What now? -What do you mean? You wanted it.

Yes, but not so soon. I'm not ready.

After he proposes, it's a string of things...

engagement party, rich people love that.

Choosing a best man, meeting the family.

He will want to meet my family, and what will I do?

-I can't think of anything. -Tell him the truth.

No! That's out of the question.

-What would you do in my shoes? -I'd never be in your shoes.

I could say my father wanted me to marry someone else.

A family friend, a relative of Prince Ranieri?

Prince Ranieri?

-Too much? -A little.

But someone with a family name. A traditional family.

Someone who lives in Europe.

-In Belgium. -In a castle.

-But a small castle. -14 rooms. Very small.

My father wanted me to marry him and so his father.

He wanted to marry me.

-Why? -Why what?

Why does everyone want him to marry you?

Because I'm pretty?

-Because I'm very rich. -Better.

With the families united, we would practically....

monopolize various business sectors.

-You guys must be married. -It's absolutely necessary.

If you don't, your dad will lose a lot of money.

-He'll be mad. -He'll freak out!

Worse, he'll disown me.

But it's okay to be abandoned by my own family, with no money.

Because what really matters is love.

-And you love Oscar. -More than Juliet loved Romeo.

-Will it stick? -Who knows?

-The check is $20 reais. -Will you?

I can't believe it, Luna. $20 reais?

I'm getting poor trying to be a millionaire.

Spending it all with Oscar, and not even one coffee for me?

-I'm getting poor. -Okay, it's on me.

It's all right, Luna.

Look. What a nice surprise. Shalom, Karin.

Shalom what? You're not even Jewish.

-So, how's everything? -Alright.

I've been thinking lately.

How long is it since you had that fit and walked away?

It's been almost six months.

No one survives six months without a booker, Karin.

Are you thinking of coming back?

-How is your clientele? -It's great. Why?

Because I have a proposal for you, if you want to hear it.

-I don't want to. -Great.

You come back to work for me, I give you better terms, etc.

Karin, you can't negotiate. I'm a negotiator.

I can charge more from the customers. You can't.

Who are you to say what I know and what I don't?

How much are you making per call?

-Doesn't matter. -It really doesn't matter.

Because no matter how much, you'll always make more with me.

Just say the magic words...

"If you plea...

I don't know how they allowed you into Judaism.

Jews don't like pigs.

Keep on exercising, Karin. You need it.

Come on!

You like it? Tell me you like it.

Say it. Say it.

-Take me. -I am.

-Take me. -Is that good?

-There! -Come, come, come.

-Is it good? -Awesome.

-Man! -Don't stop.

Come on, sexy, take me.

Come, come, come.

Luna?

Why are you panting? Are you at the gym?

Yes, yes, no I'm not.

-You're cheating on me? -Of course not, Luna.

Don't be stupid, Yuri. I'm joking.

-Yeah, I know that. -This is to let you know...

I'm not going to have lunch at my parents' on Sunday.

-Why? How come? -I have an important appointment.

What can be more important than your family?

My future family.

Future family? What are you talking about?

Send her a kiss.

-Who's there? Simone? -No, Raissa.

Really? Send her a kiss.

-She sent one back. -I have to go.

Wait!

Listen, my car broke down again.

May I borrow yours?

Yes, bye.

Between the humiliation of returning to Ariel...

and being exposed to a call-girl casting...

Karin chose the least humiliating one.

Glad you changed your mind, Karin.

At least lunch is free, right?

Serginho!

-My God, how are you, girl? -Everything good?

Goodness, you look beautiful.

Do I look, or am I?

Both, obviously.

Karin, Livia. Livia, Karin.

-How do you do. -How do you do.

I've seen you before. You worked with Ariel?

Yes.

Julio should be here soon. Good luck and behave.

I love champagne. Do you want it?

No, thanks.

-Where did you do your hair? -At home.

I spent hours in the salon. What a drag.

Is that a grey hair?

Well, I'll talk to the girls. See you around.

Karin was having her second glass when Julio arrived.

She expected a man in a suit and tie, talking on the phone...

surrounded by bodyguards. And then she saw Julio.

Just transfer that to Wednesday, thank you.

Well, some things are predictable.

-How are you? -Fine.

-What is your name? -Bruna.

-How's the champagne? -Wonderful.

How are you? What is your name?

Vanessa.

He talked a bit with each one.

-What is your name? -Lara.

Some said stupid things.

I didn't know you could live in Venice.

I thought it was just a set, you know?

How are you? What is your name?

Others were vulgar.

Fernanda.

How are you?

And one of them made him laugh.

-How are you? -Fine. What is your name?

Livia.

Let me tell you a little secret.

But Karin...

And you, you're not going to say anything?

All right, you don't have to say anything.

Actually, I wanted to say something.

What?

Why all this circus around here?

Because some things have to be personally chosen.

Tie. Tomato.

Woman.

How kind. I had never been compared to a tomato before.

Think about it...

if you could put all your clients in one room...

and pick one to go out with, wouldn't you do that?

I like surprises.

You have been chosen. Nine o'clock here, okay?

Anything, call me.

Good afternoon. How are you?

Had a pleasant trip? Welcome.

Thank you.

This place is very beautiful.

Let's see outside?

-I have a surprise for you. -Really? What?

I booked a massage for you.

They say it's the best in South America.

-Thank you. -Well, it's in ten minutes.

Dress up and we'll have dinner.

I booked a table at the hotel restaurant.

What are you doing in the meantime?

Meeting a friend from here.

We're having a drink. I'll meet you in the room.

Karin dined out with the client.

He was at one of the most expensive suites in São Paulo.

The wine he ordered alone was $1,650 reais.

You may serve.

-Have you decided? -Yes.

Tell the chef we want to be surprised.

Yes, sir.

Luna.

Luna.

-My ring? -I managed to recover.

-What? -Later. We have to rush out of here.

What happened?

I lost all my money in poker. I'm ruined.

I don't even have money for the bellboy.

You didn't bring a credit card?

You don't understand. I'm bankrupt, Luna.

-You lost seventy million? -No, seven thousand.

Come on, let's go.

Luna, hurry up. Get your purse.

I never knew of a menu for pillows.

There's a menu for everything, Karin.

There are fifteen types of pillows, divided into three categories...

aromatic, therapeutic and orthopedic. Unbelievable.

-We're missing one thing. -What?

Choose us a drink. Whiskey, champagne.

There's this water here for $70 reais.

It's a luxury brand from Fiji, filtered by volcanic rocks.

And the bottle was made by a famous designer.

And what does it taste like?

Try it.

-So? -Water. It tastes like water.

Let's have champagne.

I wasn't going to take your ring. But it was there, looking at me.

Oscar said he took my ring to play poker.

He would only bet it if he had an excellent hand.

Or as a last resort.

All in.

I'm out.

It worked.

But soon after.

All in.

I'm out.

I'm out.

I'll pay.

Well, thank you. See you next time.

Look, could we have a rematch?

I can't this weekend. I'm going to Campos do Jordão.

-What a coincidence, me too. -Then done.

In Campos, Oscar had a few chances to get the ring back.

But all he did was lose all his money. And the watch.

I think I'll have to open a jewelry store.

And when the game ended, Oscar decided to play his last card.

The rest you know. I woke you up and we're here.

I don't understand one thing.

If you wanted to play poker, why did you invite me?

I needed a car.

Oscar said the cars I had seen didn't belong to him.

They were rentals.

Each from a different store.

His house wasn't his either.

It belonged to a dealer sentenced to 14 years in jail.

The house was seized by the federal police...

and the keys were left with a DA, a friend of his.

And Oscar went to live there while the house wasn't auctioned.

-Wait, you have nothing? -Nothing.

He said he always lived off small scams and large debts.

And he joined the course of heirs to make contact...

and perhaps business with the son of some millionaire.

You've been tricking me for six months!

Quiet, Luna!

My dad will be furious knowing I dated a crook!

A low-life and a gold digger.

And I almost gave everything up to be with you.

Why are you laughing?

-Come on, Luna. -Come on, what?

-Please. -What do you mean?

You think I don't know you're a call girl?

-What? -Stop it. Give me the key!

-When did you find out? -It's been a while.

-Why did you keep quiet? -I had to see how long you'd last.

I thought you'd be smarter than I.

-And was I? -Almost.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

I'm sorry.

No, you may come in.

I just came to give you the check.

I'd like to be with you, but I can't.

I have commitments. I have no choice.

But be my guest, the room is yours till 2 p.m.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Here.

Anything, call me.

Thank you.

The wine, the room, the dinner. All cost more than Karin herself.

She then realized she had been the cheapest item of the night.

-I'm sorry. -No problem.

Could I have a fry?

You come here often.

-How do you know? -I've seen you here before.

I live nearby.

-Yes, I always come here. -But why?

-To look at the landscape. -What for?

-To think about life. -Think about life?

-But what do you think? -What I think?

I think of things I'd like to have, and I still don't.

Things I plan to do to have the things I don't have yet.

Things like that.

Do you see that bunch of buildings?

Yes.

And that piece of land with no building?

I want to build something there.

-Really? -Really.

When my grandfather died he left a piece of that land...

to each grandchild.

Nobody knows what to do and just fight about it.

You know what I wanna do?

Buy their share and raise a building.

A high building, just for me.

-Come back! -I'm coming!

-You can take that. -Thank you.

Too bad you are not rich.

That's what I regret the most. Not being born a millionaire.

It was nice.

It was.

But I need to keep looking for a rich guy.

Especially now that we have no calls.

I understand. Money first.

We're the same.

Even if we wanted it wouldn't work.

No way, not with my job.

And mine? I don't even have a place to stay.

I didn't know things were slow.

I thought you were doing well.

I was. My friend convinced me to try things in a different way.

It seemed it would work, but, I don't know...

maybe you can't do it differently in this business.

Anyway, it's a long story.

I need to find my millionaire soon.

Well...

I guess we should go different ways now.

Good luck.

You too.

Karin...

sit down.

Would you like one?

You said you had a proposition for me? I'm listening.

Beer. They say it's good for the bones, you know?

I'm glad you're back, Karin.

Don't get excited, Ariel. I didn't say I was back.

-Let me hear your proposition. -I'm sure you will like it.

You know, Karin, I admire what you tried to do.

Change some basic things in this job, do it differently.

You will be happy coming back here.

I'm sure. Because in this business...

you can't make more than what I have to offer you.

And let's face it, Karin. It's sex, just sex.

And sex is sex. Not much you can change.

So, the proposal I have...

It was then that, unintentionally...

Ariel gave Karin the idea we needed.

-What? -I changed my mind.