Casa Grande

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- Who is it?

- It's me.

Have I told you about the biker?

Biker?

I was with this guy and

it happened right on his bike.

On the move?

How was I to do it on the move?

Don't know.

So this guy took me to an alley.

When was that?

Who cares when?

You ask the silliest questions.

How is what matters.

I'll tell you how.

He took me to an alley

and flipped me over.

He hiked up my skirt without a word.

Then he started to lick

and kiss my ass.

I love to have my ass kissed.

So he licked and kissed

my ass nonstop...

All the way up, as I moaned like mad.

How did you moan?

Oh Jean. You'd have to kiss

my ass to know it.

Hold on. Are you crazy?

- What was it?

- Nothing.

- Good morning.

- How are you?

Jean.

- Let's go. Get up.

- I'm already up.

Severino is here to take you.

Please leave the room.

Let's go, Jean.

Get up and go wash your face.

Done.

Please, dad, leave the room.

How was the forr dance, Severino?

Forr is always good. It was great.

- Did you go, Noemia?

- No.

- Good morning, Jean.

- Morning.

- Morning, Jean.

- Morning, Noemia.

What's up, Severino?

- How are you, Jean?

- Fine.

- Nothing but cottage cheese?

- That's it.

Fine.

Good morning, Nat.

Morning, Nat.

Morning, Nat.

My lady's hair is like a guitar string.

Pull it out, it stretches.

Let it go, it curls.

I told my lady! want her looking good.

So I bought her some hair cream.

In case she doesn't like it...

I also got her a straightening iron.

My lady's hair is like a guitar string.

Pull it out, it stretches.

Let it go, it curls.

Wake up.

C'mon, wake up.

Damn it, Severino.

Same thing everyday?

Sorry. Thanks.

You're welcome.

- F***, Mendes!

- Watch your language.

Nelson?

Mechanical Engineering.

Roberto?

Meteorology.

- This is no joke, Roberto.

- At the Federal University!

Victor?

Economics.

Cassano?

Music.

- Just Music?

- Just Music.

- Mendes?

Production Engineering.

- Lemos?

- Law.

Jean?

Jean!

Wake Jean up, please.

Your choice of studies?

For college?

- Good evening, do you have a room?

- For tonight'?

Yes, for tonight and tomorrow night.

There's one with a tub

on the third floor for 200 euros...

and one with a shower for 100 euros.

- Way cheaper than here, huh?

- In French, Lia.

- / prefer one with a shower.

- The one.

- I prefer the one with a show.

- Shower.

Fine, that will be room 206,

at the end of the corridor.

Ifs nice and quiet.

The break...

- Is breakfast "inclus"?

- Included.

Repeat:
is breakfast included?

- Breakfast is included.

- Well done.

- You can't just make up words, Lia.

- I'll invent right on.

- End of class?

- That's it.

Can we settle up last month, Lia?

Can we deduct that from the money

Hugo borrowed from Wilton?

Sure.

Don't worry about OGX,

I'm buying myself some more.

This report is worthless.

The government is clearly trying

to shake up Eike.

Talk soon. Bye.

What's this about you borrowing

money from Wilton?

- Who told you that'?

- Lia just walked out.

Lia...

She's such a gossip.

But is it true?

That's between Wilton and I.

Not anymore...

because now I have to deduct

the cost of classes from your debt.

How much do your classes cost?

I'll pay you.

How long has this been going on?

Hugo!

Please, Sonia, keep your voice down.

Who else do you owe?

Only Wilton.

No one else? Are you sure?

No one.

You can sell your car.

No.

- The paintings.

- Not that either.

We could fire the driver.

He's no longer needed.

- How will Jean get to school?

- By bus.

- Who will do the gardening?

- Yourself.

Plus, we'll save on food.

Have you seen how much he eats?

Do you have any idea

how much this will cost us?

- He's been here for 15 years.

- You can sell his car.

We still have our savings.

No one touches the kids' savings.

What took you so long?

Did you turn off your lights?

I did.

- Salad, Jean?

- Later.

- How was school?

- Good.

Roberto will apply for Meteorology

in the entrance exam.

- What about you?

Communications.

Communications?

Communications is a joke,

this is not for serious people.

What else?

- Phone call for Jean.

- Jean.

How many times

do I have to say: Jean.

Don't know how to say that right.

- Who's that?

- Catul.

Tell Catule that Jean is eating

and will call him later.

Yes, sir.

What's Catul going to study?

Economics.

That's it. Good for Catul.

He's going to be the richest,

mark my words.

He always won

those math competitions, remember?

- Where?

- At the Federal University.

The Catholic University

is better in Economics.

The brains behind the currency reform

all studied there. You should too.

He doesn't want to study Economics.

But he's great in Math.

He can do Communications at the Federal

and Law at the State University.

- Maybe.

- I thought that's what you wanted.

He should do Law and Economics.

Then he'd be in good shape.

But Law will be a lot harder

this year because of the quotas.

- I'm down with the quota system.

- If you don't pass, who will?

- I don't know if I will.

- Do you approve, dad?

No one is better than you.

Maybe just as good.

- Dad!

- You're great in Portuguese, History.

- But not in Geography.

- Your French is excellent.

Mom. I think I'll get tested in English.

French is practically

a dead language anyway.

Dad!

That wasn't nice.

Sorry.

Can't you hear me talking to you?

What's up, Nat?

Nothing.

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