DECEMBER 31
December 31.
11:57 p.m.
The year I lived two lives…
is about to end.
I fell in love with two men,
and one of them is dead.
And it's my fault.
My God, it's my fault.
LADY VOYEUR
THREE MONTHS EARLIER
Wednesday.
October 1.
I just turned 28 years old.
It's 9:30 p.m.
It's my birthday, but I don't want to see anyone.
At least, not in person.
I like it like that, to watch without being seen.
And ever since Cléo's moved in, it's been more interesting to watch.
Cléo's building's security system is awful.
A child could hack the system.
They should hire me.
Where? Where is he?
Found you!
I don't know him.
It must be a new client.
Interesting.
Very mysterious.
He looks important.
There's something strange about this guy.
He's kind of cold when he looks at her.
I don't know.
I like Friday's client better.
FRIDAY
That Friday client, oh boy.
FRIDAY_SEPTEMBER_24.MOV
I won't forget this one.
FRIDAY_SEPTEMBER_17.MOV
FRIDAY_SEPTEMBER_03.MOV
FRIDAY_SEPTEMBER_20.MOV
Completely different than this one.
Look at that.
He's leaving already?
Won't even do anything?
Even she is disappointed. Poor thing, look.
At least he paid.
ENCRYPTING FILES
-Good morning. -Good morning, sunshine.
You're such an early bird.
Oh, Miranda.
If I don't bring you breakfast, you won't eat.
I'm meeting Otto later, and I'll need energy, you know?
I can only handle a man like that if I'm fully energized.
No, not "man." He's more than that.
I don't know, he's a…
A Greek God, you know? Something like that.
He's so hot. This guy…
-He's a sex machine. -A sex machine.
I meant it.
The other day, he put whipped cream all over my body.
-So sticky. -But he licked me.
Then he put me on top of the washing machine.
You think I ran away? No way, love.
I had sex on top of the washing machine.
The washing machine went… And I was on top of it.
Rita, for the love of God. It's too early for that.
-You're crazy. -Stop, Miranda.
Don't be silly.
I don't know him, but you know I don't like him, right?
You're obnoxious, Miranda.
So obnoxious. Why don't you like him?
He doesn't have Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, not even Orkut.
He has nothing. That's fishy, Rita.
No, he's just a low-profile guy. He's shy.
Okay. He's married.
He doesn't go out with you in public, doesn't take pictures with you.
He hasn't met your friends. I don't know him.
Okay.
You know what?
Whatever.
I never met a guy like him, Miranda. I mean it.
He's confident, you know?
-You have no idea what he did yesterday. -Oh my God, what did he do?
Miranda…
He blindfolded me.
Tied me up on the bed.
And he bit all my love handles, Miranda.
All of them.
It was hot, you know?
You should look for a guy like that.
Look, Rita?
You don't look for a man.
It just happens naturally.
-Anyway. -You're right.
But it will never happen if you don't leave the house, right?
You can't just let life pass you by, Miranda.
@CLEOXXX_STARTED A LIVE VIDEO
Hi, everyone.
Did you turn on notifications for the neighbor's livestream?
Today, this morning, I got
an amazing gift.
Truly amazing.
Her life is more exciting than both of ours combined.
-Okay. Speak for yourself. -I can't tell you who gave it to me.
All I can say is that it's from a man
who really likes toys.
What's up, Doctor?
You have the results.
I see it.
DNA TEST REPORT
THE ALLEGED FATHER HAS 0% CHANCE OF BEING THE BIOLOGICAL FATHER
0.000% CHANCE
Doctor, we'll talk later. I have to go.
Don't forget about our agreement, okay? We never had this conversation.
-Honey. -Hi, Dad.
So? How are you feeling?
I have to wear this, but it's fine.
"Fine"? Fine because I took you to the doctor.
You wouldn't be fine if it was up to your dad.
-Get ready. You are not missing school. -Okay.
Diana.
Don't talk to Luísa like that.
Dad? Got anything to eat? I'm starving.
Okay, I'll ask Glória to make you something.
Okay.
How bad does it hurt?
I can handle it.
-On a scale of zero to ten? -Six.
-Around that. -Okay.
Hi, Grandma.
Miranda.
Did you come by yourself?
Where's your mom?
Why didn't she come?
Mom couldn't come today, Grandma, but
she sent you a kiss.
Liar!
Don't worry about that, Grandma.
Look what I brought you.
You're lying.
-You love that. Look. -No!
Don't touch me.
Grandma, it's okay. They're pencils, Grandma.
Who are you?
No!
-I'm your granddaughter, Grandma. -Don't touch me.
-Get off me! -Grandma!
-No! -Calm down, Grandma.
Huntington.
For most people, it's just a name.
But to me, it's a threat.
Nurse, there's…
Another episode.
What about you? Did you do the exams?
I don't want to know.
Miranda, we've talked about this.
After 30, the disease might develop.
Maybe even before.
There's a big chance I have this disease.
We already know that.
We know that for sure.
Hallucinations, paranoia,
memory loss.
I'm scared to find out if I inherited this disease.
To forget who I am, who I was.
These recordings are my inheritance to myself.
A guide back to myself.
I have to remember everything.
Even if I want to forget the past.
You came by yourself?
Where's your mom?
Why didn't she come?
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one. Amen.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now…
Mom died.
And it's all your fault.
-Hi, neighbor! -Cléo!
Oh, Barbie!
It's amazing how much this dog likes you, Miranda.
She doesn't like a lot of people. She's super picky.
-Let me help you. -Thank you.
And is everything okay? The computer?
The computer's great!
I have no idea where that virus came from, Miranda.
But you actually saved my life.
You're beautiful. Thank you.
No worries.
I'll help you take everything upstairs.
Oh, Cléo…
You saved my Fridays, you have no idea.
He always gets there at 11:00 p.m. on the dot.
But we're ready by 10:30 p.m.,
waiting.
I bet her heart is racing.
Mine is too.
It's different with him.
You can tell everything is different.
It's like I can smell him…
taste him…
feel his touch.
Hi.
-Cléo? -Is this a bad time?
No.
No, not at all.
Is everything okay? The computer broke?
No. Actually, Miranda, I want to ask you for another favor.
A client invited me to spend the weekend
at his hotel penthouse, and he's one of those clients, you know?
Handsome, millionaire. He owns a chain of luxury hotels, you know?
So, I was wondering if you can watch Barbie.
-Can you? Just for two days. -Oh, sure.
She could stay at your house. But look at her.
She's depressed because she knows I'm leaving.
So, I think it's better if she stays in her own house, with her toys.
-You get it, right? -Yes.
So hold her, 'cause she loves you.
I think you should stop by a few times a day,
take her to the park so she can go potty, and all that.
The keys.
October 8.
It's 9:00 p.m.
I'm all alone in Cléo's apartment.
There's so much, I don't even know where to start.
I'm not Cléo.
I noticed.
She's not here. She's…
Fine by me.
You're actually sexier than she is.
Me?
I…
I came to watch the dog…
The dog…
She's out of town, and I came…
I live nearby.
-You're here to watch Barbie? -Yes, Barbie.
I'm watching Barbie.
You're beautiful.
I…
I'm not…
like Cléo.
I don't…
You have another client? Is that it?
If you do, cancel.
I'll pay.
I'll pay whatever you want.
I have a proposal for you.
What if we pretend you're not a prostitute,
and I'm not a client?
I'm the man of your dreams.
The one…
who gets you wet like this.
PRADO HOTEL
I thought you had changed your mind.
I was dying to see you.
I don't want to talk.
Ma'am, please, you can't go in.
Go to the bathroom.
What are you doing here, Diana?
Who is here with you?
-No one. -Liar!
-I wanna see. -Diana!
-I just wanna see who it is. -There's no one.
-Don't make a scene. Stop that. -Don't do that.
-Let me go. -Stop it!
Look no further…
I'm here.
Who is this whore, Heitor?
I'm not sure if you meant to be literal, but that's exactly what I am.
A whore!
Son of a bitch!
Diana!
I want a divorce.
File for it.
But my daughter stays with me.
I'm gonna take you to court, Heitor.
I'll tell the judge all your dirt.
Let me explain, Bernardo.
Please, let me explain what happened.
-You're trash, Heitor. -Sorry, Bernardo.
You're an asshole!
-I know, but I didn't know… -Piece of shit!
Why her?
I told you not to touch…
I hope you're not mad at me.
Is there anything I can do for you…
tonight?
Make me forget about everything.
-Everything? -Even my own name.
Is that enough?
I want to see you again.
October 8.
Something crazy just happened.
I just had the best sex of my life.
I could forget anything of my life.
Anything, but…
I won't forget tonight.
And today isn't even Friday.
Hi. Is Cléo home?
We have an appointment.
-Cléo's out of town. She's not here. -I see.
But you know…
I already paid. I don't want to lose money.
-You get it, right? -I'm her neighbor.
I'm watching the dog. Can you leave?
-Easy. -She's not here.
-Let's get to know each other. -Leave, please.
Leave. I'm gonna scream. You don't understand.
-I know you like it. -Help!
Help! Don't touch me!
Scream all you want!
-Help! -Scream all you want!
I know what you like!
Scream!
It's okay. Calm down.
It's okay.
No pulse.
He's dead.
Mom?
It's not my fault!
He attacked me!
And it's all your fault.
I'm not a murderer!
I'm nothing like that!
Calm down.
Please.
Nobody will believe me.
Or me.
I saw it.
I'm here.
Maybe there's a better way to handle this.
When I got here, there was no one at the front desk.
We are the only ones who know he was here.
Cléo gives out the access code to the gate,
so the clients don't have to be embarrassed to identify themselves.
We have to erase his tracks.
Like he was never here.
Why would you do that for me?
Because I know you're innocent.
My SUV is in the garage.
You help me, I'll take the body and take care of the rest.
You're right.
I just have to do one thing.
Done. I deleted everything.
He was never here, and neither were we.
-How do you know how to do all that? -It's my expertise.
Watch without being seen, find breeches in the system.
I don't know your name.
Fernando Couto.
What about yours?
Miranda.
Wait.
There's a guy in the elevator.
Let's see where he gets off.
Okay, clear.
Now go wait for me upstairs.
Don't do anything until I get back. Please.
WORKS AT PRADO - SÃO PAULO - SINGLE
There's nothing wrong with this guy.
He has a family, a life.
He has a lot to lose.
Done.
I'm turning myself in.
What?
I'm turning myself in.
What do you mean?
To the police. I'm turning myself in.
Turn yourself in to the police?
Even if it was self-defense, you killed the guy.
I saw everything.
I didn't call the police, and I hid the body.
I'm your accomplice.
If you confess, I'll be arrested too.
This isn't the first time I've been an accomplice to a crime.
We're in this together.
My sister's husband is a son of a bitch.
That infuriates me.
Me…
Heitor, my sister's husband, and Bernardo, we were very close.
Bernardo drowned and died.
I found his body in the pool.
Heitor killed him.
At the time, I wanted to believe it was an accident, and I covered it up.
But his situation is completely different from yours.
Anyway, I never told anyone what I knew, but…
I'm the only one who knows how guilty I feel.
I can't go back in time and fix it,
but I have to save my sister and my niece.
My brother-in-law is Heitor Prado.
He owns a huge corporation.
He owns several hotels, makes a fortune.
And he's very influential in the international hospitality business.
The problem is that that might
be a cover-up for something awful.
What do you mean?
He might be involved in an international sex trafficking ring.
That's horrible.
Cléo was helping me.
Some of her friends have gone missing, and we think they are victims.
Fernando, I want to help you.
Tell me, what can I do?
What you do best.
We need to hack Heitor's computer,
and find out what happened to these women.
The hotel system has a ton of problems.
Hi, Armando.
And that's driving him crazy. No one can fix it.
And that's where you come in.
I already regret bringing you here, Miranda.
I don't want to put you in danger.
Heitor is capable of anything.
He's very charming.
You can never be too careful.
-Hi, Heitor. How are you? -What's up?
And you?
Who are you?
Miranda.
THREE MONTHS LATER
I fell in love with two men,
and one of them is dead.
And it's my fault.
My God, it's my fault.
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