All language subtitles for Verdades Secretas S02E23

Cristiano...

Amazing. Wasn't it enough
that you put me here?

-You had to check on me too?
-I didn't put you here.

I was just doing my work
as an investigator.

Giovanna hired me.
I didn't even know you.

And she got me working
at that agency as a model.

Another one of Kika's plans.

Kika.
Kika was Giovanna's alias

when she was
doing the pink book.

Pink book...
Giovanna doesn't need money.

She doesn't need it,
but she likes it.

Don't tell me you also fell
for her bullshit.

She's only after sex.

If you wanted an emotional bond
with her, give up.

She's incapable
of having feelings.

Why do you and Giovanna
hate each other so much?

She was always after me.

And she used you
to put me in here...

and you...

You're worthless.

Jealousy, Angel! Jealousy!

I found the evidence against you
way before!

Do you know what I did?

I destroyed it.

-I thought we could be together.
-Then you know I'm innocent.

No, I don't! I don't, Angel.
I don't!

The only thing I know

is that, sometimes,
a criminal is also a victim.

-You were just a kid.
-I'm not guilty.

Giovanna was always
after me.

She took over
my late husband's debts,

she threw me out of my home...

but I know what she wants.
I know what she needs.

She wants me to say
her father is dead.

That's the only way to get
the will executed,

the only way for her to put
her hands on her inheritance.

She only thinks about money.

But we're talking
about my life.

I was jealous.

I confess.

When I saw you
with that millionaire,

when I saw you
with that guy...

And seeing you now...

It hurts.

Yeah, it hurts.

It hurts a lot.

Give up.

You have absolutely no chance
with me.

No. No.

No.

But there's a way for you
to try to fix things

and get back
in my good graces.

-How?
-I want revenge.

I want Giovanna to go through
all that I'm going through.

I want Giovanna in prison.

Percy!

I thought
you weren't coming.

Percy, don't be so harsh.
My wife isn't well.

The psychiatrist said
it's serious.

And the psychiatrist
works this late?

-Actually, I had to...
-Another woman.

Yeah. I saw Blanche.

No strings attached,
she knows and accepts that.

And you believe that?

A beautiful, rich
and sophisticated woman

wants more.
She'll give you trouble.

She won't. Blanche
is a grown woman, cool.

You'll remember my words,
but I won't repeat myself.

I want to celebrate. I'll have
the woman I always wanted.

What? Angel?

-Isn't she in jail?
-I'll get her out.

She'll be thankful, so thankful.
She's my dream.

She's the love of my life.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

We don't have Visky's list
today.

Tânia, let us in, come on.
We just want to have fun, honey.

Fine, but just because
he winked at me.

Come on, Reiko.

We'll see
about that wink later.

Whenever you want, I'm free.
But it will cost you.

Don't humiliate me.

You think I'm out of shape,
that I have to pay?

No, baby, you look amazing.

I've always liked
older women.

But I'm in a rough patch,

so I'd appreciate some help,
a gift...

Naughty!

I'm in because I find you
very interesting.

-It'll be worth it.
-Yeah?

And I'll be so thankful

that all you have to do
is call me if you want it again.

Delicious.

The party is pumping.
It's full of beautiful people.

They're models
from the agency.

Give it up now
for Marina Dias!

-Do you have K?
-I have everything.

-Are you getting ketamine?
-Why? Do you want it?

No, baby. I've seen you here
many times.

Did you know K
is an anesthetic for horses?

Such a square DJ!

I'm not a square.
You just don't need it.

Are you getting high?

I'll fly!

Such a square DJ!

I'll fly!

Tonight was so good!

The place was packed!

-Most of the nights are full.
-Right?

-I want an extra.
-Guys.

She was
on the restroom floor.

She's one of the models
that came with Tadeu.

-If he were here, he'd help.
-Thanks. We'll look after her.

Can you tell us your name?

We should call for help.

Get a grip. We don't want
the police here.

-She won't give her address.
-Yeah.

Where do we take this beauty?
She can't be on the streets.

-No.
-Not on the streets.

She's a model.
She's been here a lot.

-Your place.
-My place?

You know Tadeu, her friend?

He hit on me.
I gave him my keys to my place.

-Tadeu?
-Take her to your place,

-but be responsible.
-I'm responsible.

I know how to dance!

Promise you won't
take advantage.

What do you take me for?

Aretusa.

Laila, honey.

ARIEL, LAILA DIDN'T EAT
ANYTHING TODAY! ARETUSA.

No way.

You put one in prison
and you want to screw the other.

I can't let Angel go.

You'll never get a woman
you put in prison.

And, on top of it,
her son is sick!

Cristiano, I don't get you.

You have Giovanna. She's good
for you because she's rich.

And then you come crying to me
because of the other one?

I could love them both.

Actually, I don't know if what
I have with Giovanna is love.

It's more like wild sex.

She's a hurricane in bed.
And she pays me well too.

You should stop
because it's unethical.

You work for one.
You can't help the other.

And Angel
wants to screw Giovanna.

-It's even worse.
-Yeah.

It's even worse!

Eurípedes, I feel like shit

every time I think about her
in prison.

And I played a part in it.
Do you understand? Do you?

You don't understand yourself,
so how can I?

-Do you love Angel?
-Yes, I love her.

So why throw her
under the bus?

You're right. You're right.

I can't help Angel
while working for Giovanna.

What are you thinking?

Maybe it's not the best option,
but I need to destroy Giovanna.

Then I'll have her
and Angel in my hands.

What are you planning,
Cristiano?

I'll get the money
and the woman I want.

Guys, let's get the underwear
off the clothesline

to make room.

-You have two here.
-Mine isn't.

Hey, excuse me.

Are you worried?

It's my mother.
I don't want to get into it,

but I need
to send her money.

A lot of money, actually.

Reiko, do you think
we'll get booked

for a photoshoot,
a show, anything?

It's about luck.

But there are other ways
to make money there.

Visky should explain it to her
himself.

Why all this secrecy?

-Lisa, get me some water...?
-You're pushing it, honey.

I'll get it.

Sell your watch.
It must be worth something.

No, I won't sell it.

It's the only thing left
from my dad and my brother.

You know?

My dad never registered me,
but my brother never left me.

It's all I have left of them.
I won't sell it.

I'm sorry, honey.

-Guys, please.
-I'll get ready, okay?

Lua, come to the agency
with us.

I don't know if I should
or not. What do you think?

A piece of advice:
while you're not famous,

-always show up.
-Gabi is right.

If you aren't seen,
you aren't noticed. Show up.

Yeah, show your face,
don't hide. Trust me.

-Can I watch the movie?
-Piss off.

-Here. Eat some.
-I don't want to, Ariel.

It's cereal. It's light.
You have to eat a little.

-Eat, please.
-Okay.

No, no, no! That's fat...
No, Ariel!

Eat, honey.

Just a minute.

Hi. Yes, come up.

Please.

Do you know who it is?

Blanche.

She's came to see you.

I'm sure your career
will pick up again.

You just need to get better.

Eat.

-Blanche. Please.
-Ariel!

Laila, how are you?

See?

Bulimia can go hand in hand
with depression.

-But she needs to eat.
-I know. I'll talk to her.

Has she been taking
her medicine?

The psychiatrist
is taking it very slow.

After everything
that has happened,

he prescribed several
milder antidepressants.

-The first ones didn't work.
-No?

She didn't even want
to take them.

Then she took the other ones
all at once.

-I see.
-Do you want some water?

-Coffee?
-No, thanks, honey.

Do you mind staying
a bit longer?

I have to go to the drugstore.

They need an ID
for controlled drugs.

Sure, I don't mind staying.

Thanks, Blanche.
You're very generous.

We have...
We have this thing,

but you came to see Laila
anyway.

I adore you.

I'm doing this for you,
because I know you love her.

But you know what?
I like her too.

I like her a lot.

She's so fragile...

I feel protective of her,
you know?

I'll talk to Laila.

Thank you.

Laila.

How are you feeling?

I don't know.

I don't know, sometimes
it's like nothing makes sense.

-I have no desire to live.
-Nonsense!

What about the medicine?

I'm taking them,
but they're not working.

Sometimes I get frenetic,
then I feel down again.

And at night...

I stay up all night.

And I feel desperate,
distressed,

I toss and turn, you know?

What will happen
to me, Blanche?

What will happen to me?

Laila...

sometimes I think

a good night's sleep
solves everything.

You said there are times
you don't sleep.

It's like a seesaw.

There are highs and lows,

but they are extreme highs
and extreme lows, you know?

Maybe...

If I slept well,
maybe I'd feel renewed.

I wish I could help you,
but...

-Ariel wouldn't like it.
-How would you help?

I have excellent
sleeping pills.

But I shouldn't give them
to you.

You're being treated... No.

Blanche, I'm afraid of sleeping,
of waking up.

I'm always afraid.

Sometimes I hear noises,
you know?

It's as if creatures with claws
wanted to come and take me.

-I get...
-Calm down, honey.

I...

I want to help you.

Maybe...

What? Tell me.

I always have my medicine
with me.

I have it here.

One pill is enough
to calm me, and I...

I can leave what's left of it
with you.

If it will be good for me,
leave it here.

-I won't tell anyone.
-You won't?

-Please, leave it with me.
-You promise?

-Yeah. Yeah, I promise.
-I don't know...

-I don't know.
-No!

Leave it here. I won't tell.

-I won't.
-Hide it.

-Okay.
-Hide it well.

-Okay.
-Where?

-I'll...
-Not here!

-Under here...
-No, no!

Girls.

Everything okay?
Did you behave?

We were just talking.
Laila is doing great.

I'm glad.

I'm glad.
Thanks for coming, Blanche.

Of course.
It was my pleasure.

Sweetheart...

Good morning.

Hi.

Hi.

Take this.
It'll be good for you.

How did I get here?
Wait. Did we...?

-No, no. Nothing happened.
-No?

You're the DJ?

Mark.

Babe, you really worried me
yesterday.

You shouldn't get so high
out there by yourself.

You're so beautiful.

If you'd fallen on the street
in that state,

I don't know what
would've happened, you know?

You're right.
They left me. I don't know.

Tadeu, who's closest to me,
had a date or something.

-Is Tadeu your boyfriend?
-No, he's not my boyfriend.

Can I call a taxi?
My phone died.

Sure. Use the app.

Do you want me
to go with you?

No, I'm good.
I can get home.

You're nice.

People might think you're wild
as a DJ at a party.

But you're sweet.

People see my rebel look
and get confused.

But deep down I'm a square.

Don't you want anything?
Coffee, fruit?

No, I'm good.

-Can you open the door for me?
-Sure.

So I can come back.

Chiara, right?

Tomorrow is my day off.
Do you want to go out?

Yeah. I put my number
on your phone.

I'll call you then.

-Bye.
-Bye.

-Take care.
-You too.

Lourdeca! Why the long face?

Just out of curiosity...
Are you still feeling sick?

It's acid reflux.

And it gets worse

when I see your ugly face.

-Evil bitch.
-Poisonous snake!

You disrespect me
even when I'm being nice.

Hi.

Matheus? There's nothing
for you today.

I know, I'm just dropping by.
I can wait in the studio.

Then I'll go to the mall.
Mr. Lorenzo booked me.

My father?

What do you mean he offered you
a gig and you said "yes"?

-He needs to hire the agency.
-Why? I got the gig.

The agency represents you.
It gets a cut.

-Yeah.
-I see, Visky.

You just want to exploit us.

I'll work out the fee
with him, hothead.

No, wait, I'll talk to him.
Relax. Wait.

Matheus.

-Matheus, you're pissed.
-Of course!

Your father hired me.
The merit is mine.

Why do I have to give them
a cut?

-That's how agencies work.
-Screw that.

Relax. An agency will always
want a cut.

But the gigs they get me
don't pay well.

-I know.
-Unlike your father.

-Your father pays well.
-He is generous now?

You're the first person
that says he pays well.

But that's because
my work is good.

-Anyway, forget it.
-Okay.

-Are you good?
-I'm great.

-Great?
-Yeah.

Speaking of it, you owe me
chicken wings.

-Right.
-Remember?

I had a great idea. How about
I meet you at the mall?

-Let's meet somewhere else.
-Yeah?

Yeah, after the gig.

-I see.
-Okay?

-Okay.
-Yeah?

Give me a kiss?

I'll give you two.

-What do you mean?
-I have an informer.

Cristiano, your investigator,
visited Angel in prison.

He works for me
and went to visit her.

Cristiano thinks I'm an idiot.

And the evidence
against Angel?

It's enough
to keep her locked up.

Cristiano screwed me with
this evidence once.

Maybe he's plotting
against me again,

but I won't let it happen.

I'll fire him.

You went to see Angel in prison.
I know everything.

Yes, I did.

I felt awful.

I lead the investigation
and I got the evidence,

but when I saw Angel
in prison...

I don't know. I remembered
her son is sick and felt bad.

You're no good
to me anymore.

And your work is done.
Angel is locked up.

Relax, relax.
We have a thing.

A thing?

You're just one more.

Don't humiliate me,
Giovanna.

It's over.

It's over.

You're fired.

You again.

I thought
we had nothing more to say.

I have news. Your lawyer
scheduled a hearing

to revoke your arrest.

She's fast.

And expensive as well.

Great news,
but it's thanks to her.

-You have nothing to do with it.
-I know.

I also wanted to tell you I cut
professional ties with Giovanna.

We had a thing, but it's over.
She humiliated me.

Where are you going
with this?

When you're free,
I'll help you destroy Giovanna.

-You'll put her in prison?
-I don't know if I can,

but a good investigator
always finds something.

Something wrong.

I can mess up her life,
put a stain on her record.

-If you want.
-I do.

I know I'm somewhat clumsy,
confused...

I'm even inconsistent.

But I'm doing all this
because I love you.

Don't talk about love.

Don't. It's too late.

If you want to help me,
then help me.

But do it knowing
it's too late.

-Hi.
-What's up?

-Do you want coffee?
-Yeah.

We don't know really each other.
Lua, right?

Lua. I'm new at the agency.
I haven't met people yet.

-You're...?
-Tadeu.

Tadeu.

I saw your photos.
You have a future here.

I mean, you're beautiful.
You have a future anywhere.

-You think so?
-I'm sure.

I feel fabulous!
Lua will slay it.

Look at all her clothes,
her looks.

We went to get a sandwich
yesterday...

-Good, she must be hungry.
-She doesn't eat with utensils.

The melted cheese
on her fingers was gross!

-I thought she was a lady.
-No, far from it.

-I bet she doesn't wear heels.
-I'm shocked!

-Irina!
-What?

Irina, get some high heels
and come here now.

Help me...

Visky, what's going on?

Okay, I'm stupid
and I blew your horn,

but I've just found out
you're not sophisticated.

-You have no finesse.
-What? I'm normal.

Normal?
I don't like to gossip,

but I saw you pick your nose
the other day.

No way! Lua, you picked
your nose?

What's the matter? You've never
made snot balls?

Gross!

You two! Get out!

Lua, take those heels.

Yeah, come on.

Honey, good luck.
You'll need it.

Come, Matheus.

What are those two
doing here?

I'll think about it later.
Come.

-Wear these heels...
-What if they don't fit?

Make them fit. Catwalk lesson
number one: balance.

-Balance!
-Calm down, Visky.

Come on.

That's it.

Put them on.

I've never walked in heels
this tall before. I'll fall.

Models that fall get fired
and have a broken leg. Go on.

Look at a fixed point. Good.
Relax your shoulders.

-Yes, focus on what's ahead.
-Okay.

-Breathe.
-These heels are giant.

It doesn't matter. Walk.

That's right. Go for it.

You're your own person.
You have your virtues.

-Good!
-Yes, baby, shine! Shine!

That's right.

-One foot in front of the other.
-Like this?

Stop at the end, count to three
and come back. Go!

Angel.

Angel, Mr. Percival and I
will accompany appellate judges

to the court. They'll review
the motion. Don't worry.

We're here to deliberate

on the motion to revoke
preventive detention

filed by the defense
of Mrs. Arlete Brito Lovatelli.

The defense has the floor.

My client has been accused
of a heinous crime.

I don't deny Angel
has committed a crime,

however, her crime
was being on a boat

where, supposedly,
a murder occurred.

The forensic reports
have confirmed both results:

the blood on the boat
belongs to Alexandre Ticiano,

and the hair strand
found on the same boat

belongs to the defendant.

It was proven that the bullet
found on the deck of the boat

is from the weapon
that belongs to Arlete Brito.

-Objection.
-Go ahead, counselor.

The weapon didn't belong
directly to my client.

It was her grandfather's.

According to Otto Marques'
testimony,

it was removed
from police custody

and delivered by her father
to Ms. Hilda, her grandmother.

Did the weapon indeed
get to Mrs. Hilda?

Anyone could have stolen it
hoping to incriminate my client.

-What is this lawyer doing?
-Be quiet, please.

As you can see,
this evidence leads nowhere.

My client was on that boat
many times,

and maybe that would make her
a potential suspect...

if not for one detail:
there's no body.

Without a body
and substantial evidence

incriminating her directly,

I ask that her arrest
be revoked.

-Anything to add, Mr. Edney?
-No. I'm satisfied, your Honor.

-You won't say anything?
-If you're not quiet,

I'll have you removed
from this hearing.

From what I gather,

these facts aren't new.
They're not even recent,

as is required
by the legal system.

Are there any other
circumstances taken into account

-by the defense?
-Yes, your Honor.

There are no grounds
for preventive detention

given that my client
has a child who depends on her.

I've already decided
and I'll announce my vote.

The other members
of this chamber will vote next.

Angel!

How are you?

Where's Fabrício?

-Baby!
-Mom!

This is so good!

So good!

You're so big, my love!

You're so handsome!

My God...

Let me look at you,
let me look at you.

You're so handsome!

-I love you, you know?
-I love you.

You love me?

Mommy missed you so much,
you know?

Fishie!

That's enough, yeah?

Let's take a bath,
then we'll play and hang out!

We'll have so much fun!

I can't believe she got out.

Someone paid that lawyer.
I'm sure of it.

You think I shouldn't
have fired Cristiano?

You shouldn't let jealousy
blind you.

You think I'm jealous
of that bastard?

I just want to understand
your plan.

Have both of them
in my hands.

I'll set Giovanna up.
I'll push her against the wall.

Her only way out
will be to rehire me.

I'll win, Eurípedes.

I'll win.

I'll win!

I'll win. I'll win.

-I need a voucher.
-You more than deserve it.

Bibelot, chill. You want me
to issue a voucher

because of your personal
interest in Joseph.

Don't bring up my personal life.
I don't want the voucher.

-Lourdeca went to the doctor.
-She went to the doctor?

-Is everything okay?
-She said she'd see the doctor.

Her acid reflux has being doing
a number on her.

What's this? A ghost?

I've been busy,
but I still want to be a model.

He's still a promising model
here at the agency.

I see. So let's reactivate
your portfolio,

even though you're a traitor.
There, I said it.

I want to work here again,
but let's talk in private first.

Can we get a coffee?

May I, empress?

Find out what he wants.
It seems important.

I'll go only because
the empress allowed it.

I myself couldn't care less.

Thanks, Blanche.

Spit it out. I'm in a hurry,
and you know it.

Visky, I went to see Angel
in prison.

I love her.

Hush, hush. What a horrible way
to love someone.

I was jealous.

Giovanna cancelled our contract.
She humiliated me, fired me.

Angel wants revenge. I do too.
I want to humiliate her.

And you want me
as an accomplice too.

I'm so naive, so gullible.

You? Naive? Come on, Visky.

Hey.
A double espresso, please.

I know Giovanna's brother went
to the same parties as you.

And they don't get along.

When a huge inheritance
like theirs is at stake,

the heirs show their teeth,
all wanting the biggest cut.

Visky...

I looked for her brother.
I called his mom at her place.

What happened? They made him
disappear? Is he abroad?

I hear and see everything.
I'm well informed.

I've heard Bruno
is in rehab.

Visky, I know...

I know Bruno has something
up his sleeve against Giovanna.

He can harm her.
Tell me. Where is he?

I can find out.

If it means hurting Giovanna
and helping Angel, I'd love to.

Honey! His coffee is on me.

See, girl? I can even
be generous with you.

Just do me a favor.
Stop calling me "girl." Okay?

Tell me something, Aline.

It seems like,
I don't know...

Like Irina and Matheus...

It's on. They're dating.

-Dating?
-Definitely.

Why? Is that a problem?

No. No problem at all.

I was just surprised.

Anyway, I have to check
my schedule...

-Do you want help?
-No, it's okay.

Okay.

Betty!

Blanche, honey!
What a surprise!

Yeah,
you'll be surprised indeed.

Are you still with Matheus?

Of course! I'd never dump
that Greek god!

Not to mention he's a stud
as well. Why do you ask?

I think he's dating
your stepdaughter.

No, no, you're mistaken.
He wouldn't be that ungrateful.

Honey...

ingratitude
is a human trait.

Sure, maybe she threw herself
at him.

Yeah, it's true.
I'm meeting him later,

and I'll ask
for an explanation.

Damn it!

Kisses.

-Were you watching? Was it cool?
-Impressive.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Can we go out again today?

I can't today, Irina.

I need to take care
of my grandmother.

You'll win the Best Grandson
of the Year award then.

-No... But it's serious.
-Yeah?

Yeah, she's very ill.
Poor thing.

-Really?
-She can't move,

sometimes I have to heat up
her food, spoon-feed her...

-My God!
-Yeah.

-I didn't know.
-It's okay.

But that's it.

Gosh, your heart
is so beautiful...

You're beautiful from head
to toe. I adore you, you know?

-I adore you.
-A lot?

-A lot.
-From zero to 10?

Like... 10.

-Not enough.
-Ten thousand,

-Millions, millions.
-Millions?

Really?

Nice!

I'm wrapping it up, Joseph,
and we'll go home.

Do you want help, bibelot?

Lourdeca?

-Lourdeca...
-This late?

Visky, leave me alone.
Please.

What are you doing here?
Didn't you go to the doctor?

I didn't know where else
to go. I'm disoriented.

Are you feeling ill?
Do you want me to take you home?

No. I need...

I'm your friend. Say it.

You and Visky fight
all the time,

but I won't let him fight
with you now. Say it.

Joseph, I can't talk now.

Spit it out, hag.
We have to go.

Otherwise, I'll leave you here
to faint.

Don't call me a hag, bitch!

Say it! I'm sick
of being mistreated. Say it!

What is it?

-What's this...?
-A pregnancy test.

-It's positive.
-What? Are you dating?

She's not dating.
I would know.

Holy Mother of...

sequins...

It's yours, Visky.
You're the father.

There's no other possibility.
It's yours.

I'm having
this queen's child.

-What's up? Am I late?
-No. I'm early.

-Everything okay at the agency?
-So-so.

Not a lot of work.

But Mr. Lorenzo's gigs
are saving me.

Good. My husband
is very generous.

You're acting strange.

I need to ask you a question,

and I want you to be
completely honest with me.

Shoot.

Are you dating Irina,
my stepdaughter?

Tell me the truth. Are you?

Yes.

One, two, three, four...

One, two, three, four.
Say it for Mommy.

One, two, three, four.

Well done! High five.
Well down, kiddo.

Nalva, he looks a bit pale.

He missed you, Angel.
I told you.

And the treatment
is more intensive. It's serious.

I know his treatment is serious,
but I worry.

Wait.

-I came to tell you he's here.
-Who?

Percy.

You got out, Angel.

I followed the whole thing.

The last time we talked
was at court.

-Yes, a few hours ago.
-A long, long time ago.

I thought you'd find me
to thank me.

I paid for your son's treatment.
I bought food. I paid the bills.

I paid the attorney's fees,
which were expensive.

Now, Angel,
just like I freed you,

just like I helped you,
I can destroy you.

I know. I didn't call you
because I'm exhausted.

Be that as it may,
I came to pick you up.

-You're sleeping at my place.
-What do you mean?

Percy, I just got here.
My son misses me.

-I need to be with him.
-You still don't get it.

-What don't I get?
-You're coming. It's an order.

I bought you.
You're mine now.

You're my slave.

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