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- You're drunk. | - Still, there they are!

Toninho, the fishermen | are very angry. It's a sign.

You must make a formal apology to Yemanja.

What she gives, she takes back. | You could lose the restaurant.

She didn't give me the restaurant. | I made it with my own hands, every inch of it!

This is my life. This and Isabella. | And no one is taking it away from me.

Toninho, what on earth | possessed you to do what you did?

I mean, when a man truly loves his wife, | he never lets her catch him.

- It's insensitive. | - And not so smart.

You're my friends. | Why are you making me feel worse?

I do miss Isabella's coconut shrimp.

And her delicious sweet "punhetinhas."

Yemanja, bring her back to me.

Give me a sign, a clue, a phone number. | Do something, or I'II...

Sign here.

- Izzy! | - Monica!

- Free at last! | - I missed you.

Thank Este Lauder, I'm free at last!

- She wasn't even pretty. | - Are you sure?

I'm playing! Honey, he's a man. | They're not like us.

Faithful, romantic, selective.

They're like animals on | the Discovery Channel: F***, f***!

- That's disgusting. | - I know.

So what did you do? Why were you in jail?

- Nikos didn't tell you? | - No.

Remember Dominic? He told me he wanted | a real woman that could give him a family.

So I doctored his goodbye drink | and I moralized the dog!

I used his body as my canvas "au Dominic."

It's beautiful. In Bahia | they would have given you a medal.

I can't believe the son of a b*tch | even pressed charges.

I missed you a lot.

- You broke my heart when you left Bahia. | - What about me? What about me?

It's not my fault. You were my best friend.

You know, the retard twins: | Little puking girl with boy in a dress.

But Daddy got called home | and it was "Bye-bye, Bahia."

The diva had to learn how to be all by herself.

I've never been alone.

One day I was a child in my parents' home, | the next, a wife in Toninho's.

Well, now, girlfriend, | you are gonna learn to be on your own.

But I'm so Ionely, I can't even | cook without thinking of Toninho.

Yesterday in class I smelt a "malagueta." | I nearly chopped my finger off.

Girlfriend, if you love him that much, | forgive him and go on back to Bahia.

To be locked in a kitchen, while | he flirts with woman after woman? No!

What I have with Toninho is not love. | It's a curse.

If I want to start a new life, | I have to get him out of my head,

out of my skin, him out of me!

OK. You serious about this curse stuff?

Yes.

He is haunting me.

Then there's only one thing we can do.

Isabella, what took you so long?

- I can help you, child, but I warn you,

there is no lookin' back.

Yemanja will take your love to the bottom of | the sea and you'll never love Toninho again.

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