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Help me, boss. Fuck, help me. Grab him.

Fuck, help me!

Fuck, let's go!

Grab him. Come on, grab him!

Fuck it, let's leave.

Did you grab the phone? Did you, boss? Let's go.

-Are you okay? -I'm fine, it just a scratch.

-Let's go, boss. -You filthy dogs.

Not even that. You're rats.

You kill one, another shows up.

Like rats. You're dying from the same poison.

You son of a bitch!

Why the fuck do you have his phone?

Are you fucking scared? You coward.

-You're a coward! -Are you going to kill me?

Fucking say it!

Do it.

Do it.

Who's the coward now?

You thought you were going to stop me!

-I'm not going to stop! -Ícaro...

A gunshot...

Raph...

Raphael Mambrini.

-Let's go. -I'm...

I'm going to kill you.

DIVIDED YOUTH

I'm going to kill you!

WHEN ALL THE ACCIDENTS HAPPEN

I found these drawings.

I think they're Ícaro's.

There's some good stuff.

You'd do anything for some inspiration.

Nothing can remain. I don't want to give anything back to you.

-Shut up, Tchelo. -Quick, I have errands to run.

What's up, lil' bro. Chill?

Do you like my new ride?

Let's go, man. Go.

A little selfie.

Your ID stays with me.

Fuck, I ain't got all night.

What? Fuck, no hard feelings.

You raced just fine.

I'll have my revenge. Then, we'll see.

That's it! I'll be right back.

At least you weren't ripped off.

Did you know Anelise would steal from me?

No.

I think deep down everyone knew.

-And now she has it all. -Not it all.

The talent is still yours.

Let's go up.

-Why did you lie to me, asshole? -What did I say?

-I just showed you... -Is this an accident? A joke?

-Or was it a gunshot? -Let me go!

-Fuck, let me go! -Why did Ícaro shot you?

Ok, I'll tell you, but let me go.

It was a fucking accident!

-My ass! Tell me the truth. -Listen!

The first thing you gotta understand is that I loved Ícaro.

And you?

Where were you?

Why didn't he tell you what happened?

Do you believe in Rapha?

Do you think Ícaro would shoot someone out of jealousy?

Not a fucking chance, sis.

Tell me what she knows.

I don't know. I never talked to her.

Never?

-Never. -What if Ícaro told her something?

-And now she has a problem with me? -With you?

Just with you? Wake up, Anelise.

If that girl finds out, we're done.

You're not getting into any conservatories.

GG will be canceled. And Tchelo...

Tchelo could go to jail. Get a grip!

She's not here on vacation.

-That's a fact. -She needs another focus.

-Another person. -My favorite duo!

What's up? How are you?

I want to talk to you. I'm throwing a party.

I want some new faces, right?

Other colors. You know?

-Do you want to promote it with me? -Tchelo!

I need to run. Think about it. Kisses!

-I asked Rapha about the police station. -What did he say?

You won't believe it. He said Tchelo paid Ícaro's bail.

Malu, we need to follow Tchelo.

Guys! It's...

Look. "The collection from this young and inspiring stylist

is proof that Anelise Köetz

has found her identity. Moving away from her mother,

Anelise reaches new heights

due to her innate talent."

I don't even know what to say, honestly.

Because I know you can see I'm exhausted.

But each moment was worth it.

Uh...

Mom!

It's just in case, honey.

-You promised it'd be fine. -Things change.

LET'S MEET?

THERE'S A BATTLE TONIGHT

DO YOU HAVE THE GUTS?

When will this new operation start at the company?

It already has.

I don't know if my dad...

I don't know if he'd do this kind of thing.

I need to make a call.

I see. Leave it as it is.

Malu!

What's the deal, dad?

Speak up.

You know that, one day, all this will be yours, right?

Everything the light touches.

You're watching The Lion King too much.

When I got here, I was younger than you are now.

My mother and I.

We looked like two gypsies,

going from bedroom to bedroom.

House to house.

My mom... she was a hustler.

-That old woman, she was smart. -You never told me that.

Actually, you never told me a lot of stuff.

Do you know what defines an empire?

Dominance, slavery, killings...

Search. Expansion.

Conquering territories.

Yeah, hon. Look.

This shit is growing, hon.

This shit is growing.

Are you going to the junkyard tonight?

Yeah, there's a battle. I must go.

Shit is growing, dad. Shit is growing.

Yeah, maybe a bit too much.

-Speak up! -Where are you, Paulão?

Hold up, I'm coming down.

What's up, dog?

Are you aware of this stuff, this shit between my dad and Nayara?

-I don't know shit. -C'mon, gangsta!

-Are you hiding things from me now? -Real talk, Malu.

Leave me out of this.

Leave yourself out of this too, okay?

Sure.

Hold on. Stop the car.

Who told you that?

No one told me. I saw it.

-Ah! -What's up!

Oh, I see, Miss Lola. I thought you wanted to see me.

Is Enzo coming?

If he's coming, he'll be here.

Listen up.

I think I had an idea for this thing with Tchelo.

He's always holding his phone, right?

"Chill" my ass!

You don't know who you're dealing with. I'm just saying, okay?

Fucking hell.

Hey.

-Is everything okay? What's up? -Nothing, all is good.

Hey.

-He really showed up. -How would I not?

So you're ready to see me killing it?

Yeah. That's why I'm here.

They shouted land ahoy, individualist,

false moralist, with this biblical shit.

Mommy's home, stone-cold,

I shift into drive and run over those racists.

Hey, look. I have a gift for you. Open up.

Quim asked me to give it to you.

Don't get cocky, okay?

Come back here, Enzo.

Congratulations, Enzo. Thanks for breaking up with me tonight.

-I don't get it, are you happy? -I'm not happy.

You're always with this long face. Fucking bad vibes.

This is not who I fell in love with.

You're not the person I fell in love with either.

Let alone after the shit you did to Ícaro.

Get out of my face!

Are you not saying anything? You have to say something, it's absurd.

Patience.

At the right time.

Good evening, fam!

Shit is getting real in the hood tonight!

-What's the battle? -Junkyard battle!

Oh, oh, oh!

Give it up for my MCs. On one side, we have her:

Mina Cris!

On the other side, the mega stylish,

the baddie, Malu!

Release the beat, DJ!

Listen up! I don't own the world, but my father does

Her father owns the hood, but she has no domain

She has guards, protection, If I touch her I'm in pain

But I don't need to My words are doing the slain'

Little posh girl of the slums is here again

All words, no gain

Girl, listen, don't be so vain

Your rhymes are worthless There's dust in your brain

You can't buy the judge Your loss was ordained

Sorry, Malu Call your dad cause that's a shame

Hey, hey, make some noise.

You can't talk about me So you talk about my dad

Battles aren't for chickens Pass the mic, drop dead

You can't slain for shit, bro I'm the one who's mad

Come at me and rhyme Cause I don't think you can rap

Don't mess with my family That's some sacred shit

If you're going to blabber Go ahead and quit

My weapon is not a knife, not a rifle, not an Uzi

I knock them all down With the power of my pussy!

-Wait, wait. -What?

What's that talk about your dad?

I just want to know...

Am I really fucked?

Not yet.

I better go home.

My mother gets worried.

Does your mother know about us?

Would it be okay for her if slept over with you?

Shit.

No.

Lo, I mean it, okay?

You can take your time.

Do you trust me?

I want to.

But I don't know if I can.

I'm trying, Lola.

But maybe it isn't time for trying.

Not by myself.

What's up?

You tell me. What's up?

Lagarto is always screaming with Nayara.

I saw you two fighting.

What the fuck is going on? You're closing the junkyard?

I won't let you do that.

You won't let me?

The junkyard is closing.

And you'll shush.

I'll solve my problems with Nayara.

I'm doing this for us, honey.

I know.

Look what happened to mom.

Mention your mother again!

Mention your mother again!

Do it!

MEET ME THERE, PLEASE

I'm so happy with this party.

So happy. Our partnership will be great.

-Okay? -You bet.

But I have some conditions.

First, the price needs to be accessible.

Accessible to my gang, not to yours, right?

And?

And the rap battle semi-final needs to happen here.

I need the space, you need the party.

-No way... -The battle is amazing.

Trust us, man.

-Okay! -Deal.

What's up, my fam! Malu's here.

I want to invite you all...

IS SHE THERE?

I'll go get a ring light, the light is...

It's kinda low on your face. Be right back.

Watch the hallway.

I had an idea!

-What? -Come over here.

Let's go. Come.

Truth or dare.

No, no.

You're tonight's star, love.

Now I need something to spin...

Son of a bitch, Ícaro, no! Drop this! It's dangerous, man.

-Man, watch out. Watch out. -Relax, it'll be great.

Love it! I start.

Yeah.

Tchelo...

-asks Fred. -Truth or dare?

-Truth. -Fuck, I have so many questions!

Do you rather lose your dad or your dick?

-Shut the fuck up, Tchelo. -Your dick, right? You don't use it.

Shut up!

GG asks Rapha.

Truth or dare?

-Dare. -Someone wants to kiss tonight!

I dare you to kiss someone

here in this room.

Who will it be?

Who will it be?

Malu, come here!

-I found the ring light! -Nice.

-Who am I kissing? -Come on, man.

Fucking do it already.

Get off me!

What the fuck, Fred?

My turn.

I'm leaving.

Truth or dare?

Tchelo paid Ícaro's bail, right?

I WANNA SEE U ME TOO

-And Ícaro knew his son. -Bizarre, sis.

What if they...

COME OVER

Malu, what if they were...

hooking up?

No fucking way, man! Tchelo? No.

Do you want a ride?

-Let me show you something. -What is it, asshole?

You brought me here so I can see your family's empire?

This way.

-Did Ícaro tell you about the job? -He did.

It was a lot of work, no money.

The pictures from the last collection.

What?

Ícaro wasn't at the show?

The show was amazing.

But now there's a lot of pressure.

I see.

Everyone wants to know what's next for Anelise Köetz.

Anelise has nothing.

And she never had.

Anelise was a jerk, she was desperate.

But she's a good person.

I am too.

You fucking stole all of this!

This is mine.

-This is mine! -Malu...

Malu, hold on.

At the police station...

When Rapha was shot,

Enzo ratted Ícaro out.

But Ícaro didn't shoot.

U'RE NOT COMING?

NO. GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!

Guys, just imagine. "Kãtz" family

donates to poor children. That's super important.

That's super important, you know,

children in need

receiving a lot of toys. That's beautiful.

Tchelo, you're a father.

Imagine little Quim not getting anything. So awful!

Don't pull this shit on me, okay?

Wow! That's a hot car!

I want my revenge, Tchelo.

Things will change from now on.

Shut up. I'm only saying this once.

I have his cellphone and I know about the shit you've done.

Shut the fuck up!

I'm giving you his phone.

But I don't want only Enzo.

I want that cunt who broke into my home.

Truth?

Is it true

that I worked on your collection like a son of a bitch

and didn't receive any credit for it?

Is it true that you have no talent

but have all the opportunities thanks to your mother?

Is it true that you've stolen all my ideas

-just to promote yourself? -Ícaro, I gave you a chance,

a good chance, to work at a professional atelier.

-That, for your career, is very good. -Is it true that you

look at me and see someone that you can use, Anelise?

No, it isn't, I gave you an opportunity...

Is it true that you're a fucking talentless rich cunt?

-Ícaro, you should thank me... -Is it true that people like me

work for people like you for nothing in return?

-Huh? -Son of a bitch!

-Fred! -Chill!

Slow down, shit!

-You dick! -Hey!

Fred! Fred, watch out!

Ícaro!

Ícaro, drop it. Look at me.

They shouted land ahoy

Individualist, false moralist, with this biblical shit.

Stop it! Drop it. Drop the gun, Ícaro.

Let the gun down, Ícaro!

Ícaro! Drop the gun!

Rapha!

Anelise, call the fucking ambulance! Shit!

Rapha!

Look over here.

The pupil dilates, it's revenge time.

You stole from me, I'll take back what's mine.

If you think you're better, you must be blind.

I don't have a rifle, my gun is my rhyme.