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Fight! Fight!
Today's nerds will be tomorrow's millionaires.
I know you did it!
The ugly people will become attractive.
Get off me!
The pretty girls will end up ugly…
Stop it!
…and the cute guys will end up bald and fat.
Or so Grandma says.
The truth is, in the future, no one is going to care
whether you were popular in school or not.
It's a shame I'm not in the future yet.
Confess, Teanira! Confess it was you!
I didn't do anything!
This is a serious accusation that might lead to expulsion.
I swear to God I have nothing to do with this.
Of course you do! Stop pretending, Tetê.
Ms. Conceição, she envies me.
She's an outcast, she's unpopular, and she's crazy.
I may be an outcast.
And unpopular too.
But crazy is a little much.
A bit dramatic, sure.
But let's rewind things a little so you judge me for yourself.
I was born and bred in Barra da Tijuca, Rio's bougie paradise,
full of malls, gated communities, and beaches.
But take a look at how sun-kissed my face is.
Picture that voiceless girl in your classroom.
That's me.
But that doesn't mean I was completely invisible.
Teanira de Oliveira.
Yes, you heard it right. My name is Teanira.
Ninety-six.
How can a girl be happy with a name like that?
Gustavo Sampaio: 59.
But then, one day, out of the blue, Gustavo Sampaio came to talk to me.
-Hey. -Hi, Gustavo.
Nobody in that school had ever talked to me before.
People envy you, Tetê.
You only get good grades, you're every teacher's pet.
Stop it!
Can you imagine being complimented by a guy like Gustavo Sampaio?
How are you guys doing?
He's perfect!
The perfect guy, you know what I mean? Of course you do.
Gustavo?
From that day on, we formed a great duo.
Right thinking, wrong result.
I felt I would finally lead a normal social life.
Gustavo Sampaio:
85.
I was a great teacher, his grades improved,
and he felt really grateful.
The thing is, I fell in love with him.
And my insane mind told me he loved me back.
Whoa!
Whoa?
Hang on.
Man, I think you've misunderstood me.
I needed to improve my grades,
otherwise, my parents wouldn't take me to Orlando.
I'm sorry.
Don't worry.
It was much better when I was just an outcast.
Meanwhile, back home, things were even worse.
My dad lost his job and we had to sell our apartment.
We moved from Barra to my grandparents' house
in Copacabana.
I don't want to do therapy, Grandma.
I heard of a wonderful psychologist who's also a psychiatrist.
A psychiatrist? Do I need that?
Grandma is just worried about you.
You don't hang out with friends, you don't laugh.
Having crooked teeth doesn't mean you can't laugh.
Laugh with your eyes. Look.
And you never brush your hair, honey.
You only read sad books and listen to sad songs.
And you don't exercise, sunbathe, or take care of your looks.
-And your underarm hair? -What about it, Mom?
It's ugly, it's bushy. It looks like Chewbacca.
You're so weird, honey.
You don't even eat chocolate.
Who, in this world, doesn't like chocolate?
I often wonder if there's such a thing as family bullying.
Also…
What is it, Grandma?
-I can't stand your upper lip hair. -My family is the living proof there is.
This is nonsense.
Boys don't notice a girl's facial hair.
My dear grandchild, if you want to grow a mustache,
go ahead and let it grow out.
-Dad, do you think I'm crazy too? -Of course not. Why would I?
You're just sad 'cause you don't have a boyfriend.
Take your mother, for example. She used to be really ugly.
Right? Way uglier than you. But she scored a lot of guys.
Me, uglier than Tetê? Come on…
-Mother, that was so rude. -Hang on.
Tetê, you don't need to have a boyfriend just because girls your age do.
-Of course not. -Relax.
Soon there'll come a boy who'll like you
just the way you are.
You won't be rejected forever.
Hey, you know Joaquim, the neighbors' boy?
He's always liked you.
-That tall, skinny boy? -Yeah.
Baby, why don't you give him a chance?
Mom, he's twelve. I'm fifteen.
Like Grandpa said, he's tall. He looks much older.
And he's cute. Very cute.
-And polite. -Exactly.
That's it. We're going to his birthday party.
-Good idea! -Excuse me.
Don't worry, honey. You'll love the new school.
-Everything will be hotsy-totsy. -What, Mom?
Hotsy-totsy, meaning you'll rock it. You'll kick butt, like young people say.
What kind of young people have you been talking to?
Tetê, listen to me. "Death Pits" Tetê is no more.
Mom…
Dead and gone!
-Mom… -I can't believe you told her.
Me and everyone at the condo board meeting.
You mentioned that nickname at the condo meeting? Why?
Because I love you, sweetie. I want local kids to welcome you.
-To welcome me out of pity? -Exactly.
It's a great start.
When people pity you, they're more kind to you.
Pity is a good thing. It just is.
Goodbye. Thanks for the help.
-Cheerio, baby. Love you. -Take care, honey.
-Helena. -What?
You're such a gossip. Why did you tell everyone?
Why is it so hard for me to be a regular person who has friends?
When I get nervous, I sweat. A lot.
That's why I got this awful nickname: "Death Pits Tetê."
And I showered almost daily back then.
Imagine changing schools when the year is halfway over.
New students are always excluded.
Just thinking about it makes me start sweating.
But not today. I can't arrive with sweaty armpits.
-Hey! -I'm so sorry! My bad!
She wants to see live nudes! Naughty girl!
Oh, my God!
-I don't think so. -Me neither.
-Whatever. -Let's go.
Hi!
Oh, no. Even the nerdy guy is gonna ignore me? Really?
-Were you talking to me? -Yes. I said "hi."
Davi. Delighted to meet you.
It's my pleasure. I'm Tetê. "Delighted." You talk funny.
I live with my grandparents, so I kind of speak like them.
I live with my grandparents, too. And my parents.
My brother used to live with us, but he's going to college out of state.
So it's just me and my grandparents.
-What about your parents? -They died.
Oh my God. I'm so sorry.
Hey, it's fine. I was a little boy.
I consider my grandparents my parents.
You know? And they're my friends, too.
We go to the theater, walk on the beach, play checkers in the city square.
I honestly love it.
Cute.
Oh, my God! Don't fall in love, Tetê.
Oh, this one.
He's your friend. Do not--
Fall in love.
Holy smokes! That Greek god is coming to talk to me.
I have no clue what to say.
Of course. No one ever talks to me. Don't say anything, boy.
I mean, please do, love of my life.
Hey, what's up?
It's up.
Hey, Erick. How are you doing?
Dude, did you do the homework? Can I copy it real quick?
"Erick Wonderick."
Rudy Pankow meets Jacob Elordi-- only better.
#SoSorryNoahCentineo.
Saturday, I rehearsed with my band. The waves were gnarly on Sunday.
I surfed all day long.
Introduce me, Davi. Introduce me to him.
Tetê.
Tetê!
This is Erick.
Nice to meet you, love of my life.
What?
Of course I didn't say that.
Hair.
It was worse.
"Hair" to you as well.
Sorry, I didn't mean to say that.
I was looking down and, when I looked up, I had hair in my mouth.
My body is covered in hair,
but I don't wax by choice.
Cool.
Got it.
I'm an outcast for a reason.
-Does "Tetê" stand for Teresa? -For Teanira.
Teanira?
What kind of name is that?
Good morning, babe.
-Tetê, meet Valentina and Laís. -Hi there.
For real, tell us about your name.
-Come on, Valen. -It's different, okay?
It's my grandparents' names combined, Tércio and Djanira.
Also, the woman Hercules held captive when he invaded Troy.
-Brilliant. -Not really.
-It'll become a meme. -Are you gonna post it?
Come on, Valentina. Don't.
Why not, honey? The name, the meaning--
Bad to worse.
I liked it.
Did anyone ask you anything?
Careful, girl.
You can be expelled for recording without authorization.
"Titira" will consent, right?
I've got tons of followers. It'll be good for you.
-Actually, I'd rather not. -See?
Respect her, girl. Forget it.
Come on, I'm giving you an opportunity here.
You know what? I don't care.
I hate stupidity. It's your loss.
Come, Laís.
Sorry about that.
Valentina can be really clueless.
It's taken.
What a shame, Paulo Roberto. You'd have enjoyed it.
-You can sit here! -There you go, Zeca.
The crazy girl from the restroom wants you.
My dear, she'll have to get in line.
I'm gay. You noticed that, didn't you?
-Hi, Zeca. -I love warm welcomes.
This is Tetê.
-Everything okay? -No.
Look, I know we've just met,
but I can't stand those caterpillars you call eyebrows.
That's okay.
Tetê, right? Listen, don't mind him.
Samantha.
-And I live with them. -Djanira is your grandma?
From Siqueira street? We're practically neighbors!
She's always at my mom's salon. What a coincidence!
-Cool! -I love your grandma.
She talks a lot about you. She's so sweet.
I must stay cool.
Come to the salon and dye your hair.
She'll love it. She complains that I never brush it.
You're so funny, my friend!
Friend?
I'm not. You're funny, my friend.
Oh, my God!
Your shoelaces! I'll tie them.
Don't worry, I live here.
-You may fall. Let me do it. -It's okay, I got--
-Got it. -See?
Just let me do it.
Thanks!
-Why did you make a point of doing that? -'Cause I want to be your friend.
Oh, I see.
Grandma told you about my nickname, and you feel bad for me.
Nickname? What nickname?
-Death Pits Tetê. -Death Pits Tetê?
That's her. Djanira's granddaughter.
You poor thing! That's why you don't have any friends.
Of course I do.
In Barra, I always hung out with my many friends.
That's not true. Your grandma told me.
-What did she say? -That you're sad and lonely.
So, that's why you want to be friends with me?
Yes. And because your grandma also asked me to.
-Grandma asked you to become my friend? -She did.
Look, as your friend, I have to be honest with you.
What?
Grandma!
You paid that girl off to make her become my friend?
-Did she do that? -Isn't it absurd?
That's genius!
-No need to thank me. -Grandma!
-Baby, how was school today? -It sucked, Mom.
-Oh, child… -Come on, baby.
-Try to look on the bright side. -It could be worse.
You could be living with your parents, have an unemployed husband,
your diploma gathering dust…
Mom, that's just mean.
I stopped working to look after my daughter.
Tetê, don't feel guilty.
I love you and don't regret it in the slightest.
But you should! We can't ever depend on men.
So, tell me about school. Did you meet anyone nice?
Well, besides the girl grandma bribed,
there's a boy I may become friends with.
-Really? -Why would he be your friend?
Because I'm cool.
Yes, because she's…
-That's true. She's really cool. -Hang on, girl.
Tell us the truth, Tetê.
He's kind of excluded, too.
It's good to have your own tribe.
Hang on. I don't know about that.
You already know all about being excluded.
What's the point of having a tribe if you're all stuck at home
with no social life?
Beats hiring a friend, Grandma!
Look who's here!
Darn it.
Oh, my God! Undo it.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
I suffer from hyperhidrosis,
a disorder that makes me sweat a lot when I'm nervous.
Too bad I'm always nervous.
Is there something wrong with your sense of smell? Geez!
Oh my God. That can't be me.
Darling, it's you.
I could smell your perfume from downstairs.
-Hey, Davi. -Hi, Erick.
Hi, Zeca.
What's up, Tetê?
He said my name.
Hi, Erick!
Bless you.
-Did you catch the flu? -No, it's just an allergy.
I'm allergic to some kinds of perfume.
Oh, yes. I understand. I'll check on something.
-Teanira, look what you've done! -My bad, Valentina.
Valentina, apologize.
She bumped into me. Are you nuts?
Let me help you. Relax. Come with me.
"She bumped into me. Are you nuts?"
-I'm sorry, all right? -No problem, cutie.
I didn't just say that.
It's just a manner of speaking. If you were ugly, I'd say so.
We got it, right, Erick? I mean, cutie.
Thanks, guys.
-Have you gone mad? -Look at my T-shirt.
-Look at that! -Tetê.
Do you want to borrow mine?
Thanks, Samantha.
I'll get you some paper towels. Here.
Girl, I can't stand it anymore.
-Stand what? -The new girl.
It's like she's here just to annoy me.
She seems so nice. Never mind her.
Those are the worst ones. I hate people who play the victim.
And her hair is so greasy. It's gross.
-You could fry an egg on her head. -Valentina, please.
What about her dry, dehydrated elbows?
She could rub them on her hair to see if they get a little better.
Come here.
It's not cool to pick on that girl because of her looks.
-Poor thing. -"Poor thing" my foot.
Late last night, she liked and unliked a photo of Erick.
-So what? -She was stalking him.
-Weren't you on night watch, too? -But I'm his girlfriend.
-Laís, whose side are you on? -Yours, of course.
You're too pretty to be acting this jealous.
It doesn't suit you.
-Am I that awful? -Of course not, Tetê.
She's jealous. That's all.
Of me? That goddess is jealous of a cockroach?
Call yourself that again and I'll slap your face.
If you see yourself like that, how will other people see you?
How do you guys see me?
That's a tough question right now.
Hi! Laís!
Excuse me.
Do you like Star Generation too?
Yes, I do.
How cool! I thought I was the only one.
Cool.
-Sorry, I'll return it washed. -Relax.
-What is Samantha's deal? -No idea.
That means you know something.
Oh, screw it. I don't care.
She and Valentina used to be thick as thieves.
Now, they don't speak to each other. Odd, to say the least.
Why does sweat look cute on him and gross on me?
How should I know?
But, if it really bugs you, go and try to fix it.
Come on.
-Hello. -Hi.
-Let Granny sit here. -Sure.
Come here.
Come closer. Let's talk.
What's wrong with me now, Grandma?
I won't criticize you. I don't want to.
I love you.
However, if you want to let your leg hair grow
until you can braid it, who am I to judge you?
-Cool, Grandma. Thanks. -Your body, your rules.
That's right.
Oh, honey…
-I can't come to terms with-- -Geez, you were doing fine.
You're so young,
and yet you look so slouchy, scruffy, and lonely.
Wait until you're old to look like that.
Young people have superpowers and you're not even using them.
Oh, Grandma… I wish I could.
-But it's complicated. -It's not complicated.
If Tetê came from the future and saw you, she would punch you in the face
to make you stop talking nonsense.
Okay, I'll stop nagging you.
But promise you'll have fun.
Do it for me.
I will.
Grandma, do we have any of these things here?
It's a list of sweat-reducing foods.
There we go, baby girl!
Let's have a look at this.
What's got into you?
-What are you doing? -Get up, come on!
Come on, stand up! Now help your granny up!
-You can take it. -Ouch!
-Dad, get out! -Okay, I'm leaving.
-Get out! -Get out!
It'll run down!
-Like this, honey. -I got it.
Cut it narrow.
It'll work, I'm sure.
My angel.
I gotta go. I'm late.
Honey, good luck with your interview.
Good luck with yours.
I'm dusting off my diploma.
You see? It pays off to be rude sometimes!
-It worked. -Isn't she a pain in the butt?
-I love you, Mom. -Love you too.
Look!
Look at you! Nice progress!
Let's carry on.
Oh, I'm so tired.
-What'll you wear to the party? -I don't know.
I love costume parties. It was a great idea.
Please, resume your workout.
It's at her place, right? Laís knows how to throw a party.
They're so fun. Everyone's gonna be there.
Come on, it's not over yet! Erick, eyes forward, please.
I forgot to tell you:
I'm trying to set up a gig at Laís' party.
Really?
Teanira, get up! Come on, please!
I'm gonna get some water, okay?
Come on, you guys!
I'd never talked to Laís.
But I wanted so badly to be invited to my first party.
Hey, Laís!
-Hi. -Well…
I was wondering if you could-- If you wouldn't mind--
Maybe you haven't invited me because I'm new.
Invited you to my party?
Sorry, but I don't even know you.
Valentina, look who wants to come to my party: Teanira!
Teanira, who do you think you are?
Guys, check it out. She's begging for an invitation.
-How ridiculous! -Where are your manners?
Unbelievable.
Hi, Laís!
-Hi. -Well…
The water from the drinking fountain tastes like fish, right?
-Wouldn't know. I don't drink tap water. -Good for you.
It tastes like rotten fish from a street market.
Of course you've never been to one. I don't even like fish.
I'm scared of choking on the fish bones.
Besides, their eyes are so weird.
I see.
-Ouch. -Sorry! Are you hurt, Teanira?
-Are you all right, Tetê? -Yes, I'm fine.
-What were you saying? -What were you guys saying?
Nothing.
Do you guys know about Laís' party?
-I didn't. -Me neither.
-Couldn't care less. -I think Laís is remarkable.
She's remarkable, huh, naughty boy?
Stop it, Zeca.
Listen up.
Group assignments, teams of four. It's graded. Good luck.
-We could do it together. -Of course.
Each one of us does one part, and I combine it all later.
-Can't we get together somewhere? -No need, Tetê.
But, Davi, I hardly ever go out. I only leave home for school.
I need to get out, even if it's just for a project.
Okay. We can meet up at my place.
Thanks.
Sorry about the rant.
But you guys are my only friends.
At least, I think you are.
Here comes the drama queen.
Tetê, you're our friend.
But I thought friends hung out, went out together.
I don't go out a lot.
Tetê, I'm your friend,
not a tour guide who grabs your hand and drags you around.
Wanna do something? Pitch it, sis. Where's your gumption?
-Sorry, guys, I'm so awkward… -Stop apologizing and grumbling.
Cheer up. Where's the diva that lives within you?
Okay, you're right, Zeca.
I'm boring, but I'm cool, I swear.
I'll come up with something cool for our project, okay?
Davi! What's up, guys?
Hey, do you think I could join your biology project group?
Of course, Erick.
-Right? -Sure.
Cool. I'm off. The waves are rad today.
I thought he'd rather do it with Valentina.
I think he doesn't want to flunk biology again.
-Right, Davi? -Yeah.
-At least he's concerned this year. -Guys!
Do you think you might want
to hang out with your friend today?
We've created a monster, Davi.
How can he be so handsome?
Why, Zeca?
Why are there some people in this world that look like that
and people like this?
Stop it.
-Come on. -Where?
Come on. Let's go for a swim.
Are you crazy? I'm ashamed of my belly. No way.
"Ashamed" is just a cute word for "scared."
And fear stops us from doing what we want the most.
I was in the closet for so long, thinking it was wrong to be me.
That's when I realized I wasn't doing anyone any harm.
If it bothers homophobes, so be it.
I refuse to be someone I'm not just to please others.
-Come on. Take off your T-shirt. -No, no.
Look at this guy. Dressed for church.
Hi. I almost didn't make it. My grandpa wasn't feeling well.
I'm sorry, Davi.
It's all good now.
You guys okay?
Hi, Erick!
-What a coincidence! -Have you come pick me up?
No, we're doing the project Saturday.
Saturday? Same day as Laís' party?
Party? I know nothing about that.
Were you guys invited?
She texted everyone.
She hasn't invited us.
Anyway, switch the project to Sunday.
Should we?
If we go to the party on Saturday,
we might be able to switch the project to Sunday.
Let's go, Erick?
-Hang on. -Hey there!
Deal. Our band's playing, and Laís said I could bring friends.
I'll forward you the invite.
Done. I gotta go.
-Bye. See you Saturday. -See you.
-We're going to the party! -Get a grip, girl!
Sorry.
-"Laís' Sweet Sixteen." -1960s-themed. I love it!
-I haven't got a costume. -I might be able to help you.
Why are you obsessing about this party?
Laís is Valentina's best friend. She'll throw us out.
Laís is not Valentina.
She'd never do that.
-Crush! -Stop it, Zeca.
Someone who likes Star Generation has to be nice.
Well, I think Davi might be right.
She even stood up for me.
Tetê, I won't be able to go to the party.
My brother's coming to see my grandpa.
-I want to hang out with him. -Take him to the party! Please!
He seems like a nice guy.
I stalked him on Instagram, obviously.
I think.
Please don't look at me like that.
It's our chance to stop being outcasts. At least for one day.
Look, I'm nervous too.
But, like Zeca said, we shouldn't be scared.
I just said that because I wanted to go swimming.
But it worked.
As long as we're scared, people will stop us from having fun.
Shall we?
We shall!
-Crap. All right, let's go. -Yes! Let's do it.
-Damn, what a run of luck! -I know.
Dad, will you get the door? We're playing.
That's all right.
-Can I help you? -I got it! It's my friend!
-Hi, Zeca! -Hi, girl.
Guys, this is Zeca, my friend.
That's great, Tetê! You've got a friend! Way to go!
I'm the grandmother.
-Hi! -Come with me, Zeca. Mom!
What?
Teens can be so annoying. I was just happy for her.
Come.
Well, as you can see, my grandparents are slight hoarders.
Tetê! You've got a treasure here, sis!
I love pointed collar shirts.
This would look great on Davi!
-Where is he, by the way? -He should be on his way.
With his brother Dudu.
Great. Because meanwhile, I have a surprise for you, Tetê.
-Let's do it. -Oh, no.
-No, no, no. -Yes, yes, yes!
-Are you sure you know how to do this? -Not at all.
But it's not rocket science.
-Good afternoon. Delighted to meet you. -Delighted?
-I'm delighted too! Come on in. -Thank you.
-More friends! -Isn't it wonderful?
-Hello. -Hi. How are you?
Tetê is back there. She's playing with Joca.
Ouch!
-Reinaldo, go check on her. -Okay, I'll go.
I'm the grandmother. Would you like some cookies?
Zeca, I'm gonna kill you!
Calm down.
Get away from me!
I'll never let you do it again!
-Do you want a wax mustache forever? -No!
-No, no, no. -Tetê, please, cut the crap.
-I don't believe it! -Come on.
-Honey, Davi and Eduardo are here. -Tell them I'm coming.
-Are you all right? -I'm all right. Bye!
Put me out of my misery.
She'll be right out.
Mom, he's a college student.
-Congratulations! -Thanks.
-Davi! -Hi.
-You must be Dudu. -Delighted to meet you, Tetê.
That's so cute! Your brother speaks just like you.
-Delighted to meet you too. -Tetê?
There's something on your face.
What is it?
Oh, no…
-I'm sorry. -What happened?
This redness. I'm hideous.
-Not at all. -It'll go away, silly.
-Chill out. -You'll never do this again!
-Okay, Grandma? -What?
I can't go to the party.
Of course you can go, honey. We'll figure it out, for sure.
Not only are you going, but you'll also look gorgeous.
Stunning and mustache-less. I'll help you.
-Come with me, Mom, help me. -Excuse us. Have a sandwich.
You guys come with me.
Look at this! Look!
I don't like it.
Man…
-It looks so good! -Right?
It's too small.
-What about this one? -I like that one.
Somebody has finally liked something!
May I come in?
Check these dresses out.
Thanks.
Pucker up.
Come have a look, Mom!
You're Granny's doll!
-You look so cute! -Looks so lovely, doesn't she?
Excuse me. Now I think it's right.
Guys!
You look fantastic.
-Girl, I'm shook. -You look perfect, Tetê.
I haven't worn a dress in, like, ten years.
I've always hated my legs.
-Turn around. -Don't be silly.
Come on. Wow! So pretty!
Dudu…
Wow!
Likewise, Tetê. You look beautiful.
-Promise? -Do I need to?
Darlings, my dad's coming. Let's go.
We're going to the party!
-Thanks! It's been a pleasure. -Don't mention it, Tetê.
You could be my daughter-in-law. Behave, you two.
Dad, we're just friends, okay?
Okay, José Carlos. But time and tide--
All right, Dad.
All right. Thanks. Bye.
-Enjoy the party, kids. Have fun. -Thanks.
Zeca, doesn't your dad know you're gay?
He must suspect. I've never said anything. He never asked.
Don't you feel like telling him?
-Do you really wanna talk about this now? -No, no, no.
Let's enjoy the party. Are you guys ready?
-Always. -Let's go!
I wish you
The best there is
Being with me
So you'll never feel lonely
The sun, the moon, the sea
A travel ticket
So we can lose ourselves
And find each other
Peace and quiet, the summer breeze
The two of us playing at sunset
Laughing at nothing is so good
My favorite place is close to you
You're the reason for my happiness
Don't tell me I'm not the one for you
My love, please
Come live with me
Your arms are my shelter
You don't think that really happened, do you?
You're the reason
For my happiness
Don't tell me I'm not the one for you
-My love, please… -Don't sing, love. Don't.
Okay. What do people do at parties?
Can you guys help me?
We have to find Laís and give her the gift.
Guys, you look awesome! I love it!
Thanks.
Hi there!
-What's up, Samantha? -You rocked.
Thank you.
Who's your friend?
-You didn't recognize her? -Of course I did.
I'm just shocked.
You look great, Tetê.
Oh, stop it. You look great.
We're all looking great! We look gorgeous.
I mean it. You look different. What have you done?
My mustache and eyebrows.
I see.
Guys, excuse me.
Hi! Look who's here! You look so handsome!
What a diva! What a fox!
Is your dad a boxer? Because you're a knockout!
-What's going on? -You're happy with yourself.
That's what matters.
-You're glowing, Tetê. -Is it my sweat?
No, silly. I'm talking about your inner glow.
Be right back.
Have fun.
-What's up, Laís? -Hi, Davi.
-Thanks for coming. -Happy birthday.
-I brought you a gift. -You didn't have to.
I think you'll like it.
-Davi, the Star Generation book! -Signed by the cast, look.
It's awesome, Davi. This is the best gift I got.
I've always wanted to share my Star Generation passion
with someone.
I even made my grandparents watch it,
but they're still on season one.
-They don't know about the time vortex? -No.
-So they know nothing! -And I can't give them spoilers.
Baby!
I'm sorry. Come here for a sec.
-I have to go. -No problem.
We can talk later. This is your party.
And we shouldn't be talking about Star Generation here.
By the way, don't tell anyone I like this geeky stuff.
Why?
You understand, don't you?
But I do love the gift. Thanks.
Excuse me.
All right.
-Who's that, baby? -Nobody, Mom.
Just a nerd from school.
-Oh, my, I'm all sweaty. -Me too. I perspire a lot.
Wanna go outside? It's cooler.
-All right. -Okay, then.
Kiss him!
-Much better, isn't it? -We can even hear each other.
Then tell me a little about yourself.
-Gee… -What?
Well…
I don't talk a lot.
-Especially about myself. -Come on.
What's on your mind right now?
That I've had this scab on my arm for days.
Hospitalize me! Have me committed!
Cool. I'm into scabs.
Wait. Is it coming off?
I love pulling them off. Please?
What an idiot!
What a hottie!
What's the matter, Davi?
It's nothing.
I just remembered why I avoid coming to places like this.
No matter how well you know your reality,
it hurts when it's thrown in your face.
Oh, buddy…
Look at us.
Look where we are.
Look at this view.
Look at the sky.
Davi knows everything about stars.
He might be able to name each of them. Look.
That over there is the Southern Cross.
That one.
Just below it, that's Libra.
And that there is the planet Venus.
And that right there is actually an airplane!
All right.
What about that one, off by itself? What's it called?
-Let me check on the app. -It's called Teanira.
It shines brighter. Look.
The other stars keep a distance not to be overshadowed.
No, that's nonsense.
-What happened? -I'm gonna puke. Help me.
Sorry, Samantha, but the word "puke" makes me sick--
Just come with me. Relax.
-Be right back. -Okay.
-This way. -All right.
Keep calm, Samantha.
-There's a toilet inside. -Don't want anyone to see me puke.
Okay.
Stay right here. Don't let anyone come close.
-Don't you want help? -I'm good.
-I'm relying on you. -Are you sure?
How cute!
Mom, take a portrait for us to post.
Guys! Sorry. Thanks.
That's better.
That's it. Smile!
Pouty lips. Such babes!
Strike a pose.
-Just a second. -Valentina, come join us!
Not now, Auntie. Girl, have you seen Erick?
-I saw him go outside. -When?
A while ago.
-Dear God. -Come.
What's going on?
Where's Erick?
It's Samantha in there. She's feeling sick.
I bet she's in there with Erick.
-Erick! -Hey, chill.
Get off of me.
Chill out, Valentina.
Laís is a sophisticated girl. Don't make a scene.
Samantha was sick, but Valentina thinks Erick's in there with her.
No, I know he is.
-That girl's so sly! -Wait!
I told you she's alone. Believe me.
-Relax. -Hey, guys.
Chill. I was in the bathroom.
-Samantha was sick, and I helped her. -What a coincidence.
Are you crazy? Are you gonna hit me?
I was going to invite you to dance, but never mind.
Do you think I'd fake sickness to seduce someone?
-Sounds like something you'd do! -Calm down.
You're crazy!
Don't listen to her. It's not your fault.
-Or maybe it is? -Stop it!
Don't glare at me. I'm good at reading people.
-You let her get in there. -Enough, you guys.
What's wrong with you?
Hey, Samantha, cheer up.
How can I, Tetê? They think I'm a liar.
You're only human.
Samantha, did you and Erick make out in there?
Of course not, Tetê. You too?
Carol! Caro--
I'm sorry. I'm looking for my daughter.
Is everything okay?
Well…
Put on a happy face. Let's go back to the party.
-I'll freshen up first. -All right.
I'm not well, Tetê.
How are you feeling?
There's no one decent in that school apart from the two of us.
Not even Erick. Poor thing. He's got the brain of an ant.
The rest of the students are a bunch of losers.
They all envy us, Laís.
Do you know why?
They can't handle the fact that we're better than them.
They should admire us,
look up to us, be inspired by us.
But no!
I can't stand those morons anymore, Laís.
What are you looking at?
You're always creeping up on me! Since day one. Just like a ghost.
I'd love to know why you treat me like this.
You don't know why? Okay, I'll enlighten you.
For many reasons.
First, you've been shamelessly coming on to my boyfriend
since your first day of school.
Second, you stink.
Third, you're ugly. Fourth, you're insipid.
Fifth, your teeth annoy me.
And sixth, you disgust me.
There are more reasons, but I won't waste my time
explaining myself to you.
Let's go, Valentina, cut it out.
That's right. Go away.
Get out of my face, girl!
I don't want anyone to see me near you.
It's embarrassing!
-Zeca, Zeca… -What happened, Tetê?
I wanna go home, please.
All right. I'll ask my dad to come pick us up.
-Tetê? Are you all right? -I just wanna go home.
We've just called a ride. Wanna come?
Bye.
Hang on.
Hey! Wait. I'll walk you to the door.
Is everything all right?
Yes. Yes, it is.
It's just that I thought all my problems would go away once I had friends.
Turns out they just got more complicated.
Don't say that, Tetê.
When things get complicated, our friends have our backs.
True. I don't know what I'd do without Davi.
See? And you're a beacon of light in Davi's life.
Thank you for that.
It's my pleasure.
I loved meeting you.
And I loved the party, and loved hanging out with you.
Will I see you again before I head back to college?
Tomorrow I have a group assignment at your place.
Cool.
Thanks for the ride.
Wait!
Won't you give me a kiss?
Holy smokes, I've never been kissed. I'm not ready!
Bye.
-What is it? -What?
Thought I'd kiss your mouth without your consent?
"Consent"? How cute!
I was just going to kiss you goodbye. On the cheeks.
Obviously.
I know. I'm just having a toothache.
-Toothache? -Yes.
-I can drop by the drugstore-- -No!
No, thanks, I'm good.
-I have something at home. -Are you sure?
I'll--
Thank me for the ride. I mean, not me.
-Thank you. -Sure.
Thanks for the evening…
-Anyway, bye. -Yeah. Bye.
What? You wanna kiss me, Dudu?
Wait.
What? You also want to kiss me, Erick?
Relax.
Erick arrived first, Dudu.
Wait for me.
-Honey? -Dad?
What are you doing here?
I saw you arrive, but you took so long to come up.
-I was going to check on you. -All right, Dad.
Here she is!
Were you guys spying on me from the window?
Of course not! We were just…
We didn't see anything.
It's not like there was anything to see, right?
-What do you mean, Grandma? -Honey, take your time, okay?
Exactly, honey.
-Play hard to get. -That's so old-fashioned, Dad.
Leave her alone. It's her call.
-Did you enjoy the party? -That's all that matters.
Well…
It was okay. Yeah.
This one?
Done!
I brought you guys some iced tea.
Thank you!
Your project is coming along nicely.
My boys are handsome, aren't they?
Very handsome.
Davi is so cute, and Dudu… Oh my God.
-You've met Dudu too? -I met him yesterday.
Who's that in the photo with him?
That's Ingrid, his girlfriend from college.
-She's an IT student, too. -Ex-girlfriend, Grandma.
Of course. I'd forgotten.
Taurus with Aquarius would never work out.
-Hi, Dudu. -Hey.
I know nothing about star signs, but…
I'd love to know which one matches mine.
Ask Davi. He knows all about astrology.
Just don't let Inácio hear it. He doesn't like this stuff.
It's not that I don't like it. I just don't believe it.
-Hi, Mr. Inácio. -Delighted. I'm Tetê.
-Delighted. -Honey, you shouldn't be standing up.
-Relax. -How can a doctor be so stubborn?
-I'll get the door. -No. I'll go.
Excuse me, everyone.
-Gramps, check out our biology project. -Where is it?
-What do you think of our RNA? -Let me see.
Adenine, cytosine…
I'm glad your grandpa is doing well.
-Yeah, some days he's healthy. -Hey, guys. What's up?
-Sorry, I'm late. -Where's your girlfriend?
-I felt like watching a fight. -Girlfriend?
I don't know about that anymore.
Did you hear that?
Well, I'll leave you guys to it.
Tetê, I could take you home afterwards.
Just let me know.
-Pão de queijo? -Sounds great.
-Good luck. -Bye, bro.
God bless you.
You can't imagine how miraculous this is.
-Our genetic code. -That's right.
In each transmission, there's a tiny change.
That's how we became more and more complex.
How we evolve.
It's so weird to think we came from microbes.
And we turned out fine, didn't we?
I'll go back to my room.
The missus is giving me a nasty look.
Bye, Gramps. Thanks.
-You're welcome. -Bye.
-Your grandpa is so cool! -You're hella smart, Tetê.
Oh, Erick… you're the smart one for breaking up with Valentina.
Oh, no. She said it.
I'm sorry. I mean, Valentina is not exactly…
I know. I got it.
Now, you should choose your next partner more wisely.
Zeca, I'm not looking for commitment right now.
All right.
The presentation. Let's rehearse it?
-Yeah. -Let's.
Tetê, after our project, I'm rehearsing with my band.
Wanna come with me?
I've chosen Wonderick. Go ahead and judge me.
When would I ever imagine I'd be invited to a band rehearsal?
Today I woke up to say
That it's with you
That I'd like to be
There's everyone.
I'm looking at the future And I only see the two of us
By the sea, and I kiss you
I don't want to be afraid to try
I'm so awkward, I'm so flawed
But I had to tell you
I kiss you I don't want to be afraid to try
I'm so awkward, I'm so flawed
But I had to tell you
That I want us to stay
Together
I want us to stay
Together
So, did you like it?
Gee, I loved it.
I almost cried.
Cried?
Erick, when would a girl like me
even imagine she'd be invited to a band rehearsal?
You're really cute, did you know that?
I don't know why, but I suddenly felt like crying.
I suddenly feel like kissing you.
All right.
Holy macaroni. Is this really happening?
Should I open my mouth? Move my lips? Bite his?
The last thing I want is to hurt Erick.
Shut up, Tetê!
I'm on top of the world!
Move to a new school? But I love my new school here.
I know, honey.
But we're looking for an apartment in Flamengo,
and we gotta find you a cheaper school.
For real?
Honey, we can't live at my parents' place forever.
I've always lived at my parents' place! I'm completely fine with that!
I don't wanna change schools.
We could try asking for a discount.
Maybe a grant.
Tetê is a good and well-behaved student.
-A full-ride scholarship, you mean. -All right.
We'll get it.
We have to.
I don't want to start over.
Don't do that to me, please.
-Tetê! -Hi, Samantha.
-I have to speak with you. -So do I.
-It's about Erick. -How did you know?
I kind of had a fling with him.
-Kind of? -Yeah.
We got interrupted, remember?
So you lied to me?
You used me and lied to me!
I still like Erick.
You can judge me. I'm the worst.
No. That doesn't qualify as "the worst."
-It doesn't? -No.
You know what? Erick is who's in the wrong here.
He was the one who cheated on his girlfriend.
He is the worst.
Hi.
I know everything, Erick. Samantha's told me.
-Calm down. -Just tell me why.
I will.
It's the way I was raised.
I'm a victim of a sexist society.
Victim?
Imagine being called handsome all the time.
-How would it affect your mind? -What?
Good morning, class.
Please upload your presentation to this laptop,
which is connected to the projector. Let's get started.
COPYING FILES
And that's my presentation. Thank you.
Thanks.
Group 4.
-Hey, you better tell me all about it. -Zeca, pretend nothing happened.
I'll hit start.
Come on, guys.
There's no one decent in that school apart from the two of us.
Not even Erick. Poor thing. He's got the brain of an ant.
The rest of the students are a bunch of losers.
They should look up to us, be inspired by us,
want to be like us.
-What is that? -What's going on, Teanira?
I don't know, I don't know, I swear.
You're so sly. I saw you recording this.
Laís was there, she can testify.
It wasn't me! I didn't record anything.
Well done, Valentina. Inspire us.
Valentina, apologize. It's the least you can do.
Are you nuts? The video is out of context, Erick.
-She's the one who should apologize. -I didn't do anything!
-Get off me, Valentina! -Fight! Fight!
-Valentina! Stop it! -Fight! Fight!
-Enough! Get off her! -Break it up, you guys!
-Fight! Fight! -Stop it!
-Valentina-- -Fight! Fight!
Get her off!
Hold Valentina!
-Let her go! -Stop it!
-Get off of me! -Stop it!
Hey!
-What's going on here? -Let me go.
-I've already said I didn't do it. -Of course you did.
Someone must have switched the files.
We created the presentation on my computer and saved it on Tetê's flash drive.
Then I transferred the files to the classroom's computer.
There were no videos of Valentina on that flash drive.
-Erick, what about you? -Me?
-Erick… -He didn't even help.
If I must tell the truth, his incompetence is his alibi.
If there's anyone innocent here, it's him.
-Damn, Zeca. -People…
This is really serious. I'm calling your parents.
-No! -What?
-Conceição… -I'm innocent, Conceição.
Now I will definitely be switching schools.
Your parents will understand.
I must find a way to prove I didn't do it before my parents learn about it all.
Let's think. Who'd have a reason to do that to Valentina?
-Everybody. -Everybody.
Especially you.
-What the heck, Zeca? -Just saying.
Davi. Will you follow me to the principal's office?
Davi?
Tetê.
What is it, Erick?
Do you really think I have the brain of an ant?
I didn't say that. Valentina did.
-But you showed the video. -I didn't do it, Erick.
I'm already sweating.
Tell me, Tetê. Is that what you think of me?
Your problem is not having the brain of an ant.
You've got a suitable brain.
It suits your surfing, your music, it's perfect for that.
Your problem is you don't care about anyone else.
Davi's grandfather.
INÁCIO ARAÚJO 1942-2019 BORN A MAN, DIED A BOY
Is that the grandmother?
I know he's resting now.
But he was my best friend, Tetê.
It hurts so much.
Davi.
I've known you for such a short time,
but you mean so much to me.
Go on, Davi. You can cry, my friend.
Don't bottle it up.
Come here.
Dudu?
Babe, I'm so sorry.
"Babe"?
Davi,
are your brother and his girlfriend back together?
I don't know, Tetê.
I don't deserve that.
No, Tetê. This is not the time! Are you insane?
-You're acting clueless! -I'm sorry, Zeca!
-It's all too overwhelming. -Wake up, Tetê.
Look around you. Look at everything that's going on.
You didn't invent suffering, all right?
You're just a drama queen.
Straight to the shower.
When back from a cemetery, you shower and your clothes go in the hamper.
Come and give Grandpa a kiss!
Hi, dear.
Hey. Where's your smile?
Forget about it, Zé.
She's sulking.
If only she knew how ugly she looks when she's grumpy…
She's just hangry.
But I have the solution.
Grandpa bought you some chocolate. I know you love it.
Ooh… I don't think so.
Chocolate gives you pimples, and her skin is prone to those.
Tetê, is there anything you want? Just say it.
No one can put up with your sullenness.
Enough!
Enough.
Leave me alone.
Please, leave me alone.
I'm not sulking, I'm not grumpy.
Let me be sad.
Let me feel sad.
Good for you if you can watch the whole world burning
with a poker face. I can't!
I cry, I suffer.
Why do I have to laugh like an idiot
to please others?
And, for the millionth time, Grandpa,
I hate chocolate.
COPACABANA HIGH SCHOOL
Tetê…
Good morning, Teanira.
-Are you here to confess? -Excuse me.
Good morning, Tetê.
-Where are your parents? -No need, Conceição.
-I'm gonna prove my innocence. -Just a moment.
Please excuse us, everyone.
If you don't mind, they can stay.
Okay. Go ahead, then.
Well, the only thing I was sure of
was that I hadn't recorded Valentina.
So I had to go back in time to the night of the party to figure it out.
I may not be used to attending parties in person,
but I've seen quite a few online parties.
So I had to go back to the moment the video was recorded.
There's no one decent in that school apart from the two of us.
It was the music that gave away
what each person there was doing at that very moment.
That's when I discovered who did it.
Who?
Just say it!
It was Zeca.
-Valentina's always teasing him. -Leave me alone, Paulo Roberto.
I think it was Samantha.
What? Of course I didn't do it.
-You did it, didn't you, Erick? -Guys, let me speak!
The person who exposed Valentina
was her best friend.
Please upload your presentation to this laptop.
The birthday girl.
-Laís. -What?
Are you insane? Laís was with me.
That's the craziest part. Laís didn't shoot the video.
Her mother did.
-This is crazy. -Yes, I agree.
But stick with me. There's more.
At the party, I found it strange when her mother
started looking for a "Carol."
Carol! Caro--
Sorry. I'm looking for my daughter.
So I figured out she was actually talking about Laís.
So, I sought help from a friend who's a real computer nerd.
-So? -It's too hard, Tetê.
Dudu, let me have a look at it.
And from his girlfriend, who's even smarter.
Laís Carolina Ribeiro.
Apparently, before living in Rio, she attended this school in São Paulo.
This is it. It's her.
-Valentina's from São Paulo, too, right? -Yeah.
But she's been in our school since way before Laís.
What's Valentina's last name?
Castro. Valentina Castro.
This her?
Yeah.
Guys…
This is what I found out.
Can you see this girl here?
This cute girl.
It's Valentina.
What about this one? In the corner, all by herself--
Carol.
I got in touch with a student from back then.
She confirmed that Carol, AKA Laís,
used to be bullied by Valentina, ever since kindergarten.
She gave Laís such a hard time
that her parents decided to move to Rio de Janeiro.
In the following eight years, Laís lost weight,
got a nose job, facial harmonization surgery,
all with the support of her mother, so Laís could become popular
and get revenge on Valentina.
I thought you were my friend.
Friend, Valentina?
You used to call me a toad,
said my nose was too big.
I had depression at eight years old.
Do you know what it's like
for a child to be diagnosed with depression?
I didn't want this video, I didn't want revenge.
But when my mother showed me the video,
I realized it was the only way for you to see what you do.
Get out of my way!
Bye, Conceição.
Zé Carlos, this friend of yours is one of a kind.
Not really. Zeca's the special one.
He has a knack for opening people's eyes.
I'm starting to realize this, son.
Davi.
I wanna thank you.
You saved my life.
I don't know what I would have done without you.
I mean, without you, Dudu, and his girlfriend.
Ex-girlfriend. Right, Dudu?
She's my friend, Tetê.
I'm kidding.
-She's my friend, Tetê. -Really?
I thought you were back together.
They're not. By the way, Dudu's moving to Rio next semester.
He managed to get transferred to be closer to us.
Tetê…
Hey, if you're thinking about calling my friend any names, just scram!
-Enough is enough. -I'm not, Zeca.
I came to apologize to Tetê.
Apologize?
Yes.
I didn't have a clue
how much harm I did to people.
-I didn't know how hated I was. -You didn't?
Some people are just unbelievable.
I'm so ashamed of myself.
I can see I'm a monster.
Don't overreact, Valentina.
I'm not, Tetê.
I'm a real monster.
I'm so afraid of being outcast.
I'm afraid of being bullied.
I don't know. I think my attitude is a defense mechanism.
In order to feel strong,
I have to belittle others.
Valentina…
nothing gives me more strength than being hugged.
Come here.
Come.
Would you look at that!
Come, Laís!
Laís spent years trying to change herself completely.
She changed her address, her body, and her face.
But changes that really matter come from within.
The more I accept myself, the less dramatic I am.
And with less drama, problems get a whole lot simpler.
We don't want her to switch schools again.
Especially because she's happy here, right, Helena?
We'll figure it out.
Tetê's a very special student. We won't let go of her.
Rest assured about that, okay?
Nothing better than the experience of someone who's seen it all
to help us see what really matters.
-Dad, don't carry heavy objects. -I didn't.
Hey, if one day you can't stand your parents anymore,
this house is all yours, okay?
Look, Tetê.
Moving out with them is just outrageous!
How will you cope without your granny?
I love you guys so much!
And I won't go far, 'cause I want you always close to me.
Don't ever leave us.
It's about cultivating friendships and love,
improving your skills,
growing up, learning, accepting others and yourself,
not taking things so seriously.
Davi!
What are you doing? Let me see.
It's your birth chart…
We don't know what the future holds.
And I'm not in a hurry to find out.
-Hello! -Hey.
You guys came!
-Hey! -Let's take a selfie.
-Guys, let's take a picture. -Come on!
Let's take a picture! Come on!
I want to enjoy life
and only sweat about the things that really matter.
Done.
-Hey. -What's up?
Don't get sand on us.