[upbeat music playing]
Seriously.
I wish I was still working.
Working from home these days,
you don't have to deal with traffic jams.
- Hm. - Seriously, please.
Get that phone you're charging off your lap.
It can explode and ruin your amusement park.
What the hell?
You were just talking about her. She's still here annoying us.
SMOTHER-IN-LAW
Put some lotion on your dry skin. For the love of God.
- It's not dry. - Fátima.
Learn this rice and raisins recipe for Christmas.
A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR ISADIR
No one likes rice with raisins.
Rice is expensive. We don't want them to eat it.
Pay attention, honey. Untangle this.
Let's untangle the Christmas lights, okay?
Have you not seen Stranger Things?
If they're tangled, you can't talk to the Christmas spirit.
I can't work today. I'm on leave.
I came here to relax.
Aloísio is with the kid. I'm here to chill.
You can't pay me to work.
- You know what? - [Marinez] Hm?
A pair. Got it.
You know what you should pay? Taxes.
Laziness taxes.
- Grandma. - What?
The people are loving your tips.
Give a shout-out to GabiRJ.
Here's what he said,
"I love having a ritual before sex."
"But when it's time, my girlfriend is glued to TikTok. What do I do?"
Forget the Tik, focus on the Tok.
Ms. Isadiiiiir!
Listen, here's another one.
"What do I do if my girlfriend won't spend Christmas with me?"
Careful, she might be giving her gifts to someone else.
That was good.
Wait.
Is that why Kelly wanted to spend Christmas in Cachambi with her cousins?
Ah.
- I have to make a call. - So young and so dumb.
- [Alice] Carlos! - Yes, baby?
I've told you 200 times not to put your towel on the bed.
- Just dry off with a bed sheet. - Okay. I'm sorry.
Where's the coffee?
- There's no coffee? - I don't know.
It's right there. Drink it.
It's too hot.
Ms. Isadir made it. I'm off.
Next time I'll make "coffreezie." A coffee freezie.
So you can suck a popsicle.
Mom, come on. Don't push her.
And, baby, you're too stressed.
You need to talk to your therapist.
My stress has a first and last name.
Isadir!
And the last name is Fátima-go-to-hell.
Being a working mother of three isn't easy!
I know all about it.
When Carlos was young I cared for him, the house,
and the loans.
You worked in a bank?
No, I asked people for loans.
Mother of the year, right?
I have to get ready for therapy. I have plenty to talk about.
- Go. - Carlos!
- I'm coming! - Carlos.
- Go. - [Carlos] What, baby?
- Good morning, family! - Good morning.
How nice to see everyone up, Fátima.
Hm? Hey.
- Move. - [Isadir] Get up.
- This isn't your house or your seat. - [Fátima moans]
- Where's my goat milk? - [Marinez] Yay!
Get her the milk. What?
You didn't get used to your mother's cow milk?
I took after you.
- You're smart? - No. I'm gassy.
I'm lactose intolerant, so I can't have cow milk.
You should cut out cow milk too.
Gassy people don't get laid.
That's true, honey.
Wow. Your grandfather and I back in the day...
My God, that bedroom... The two of us were like New Years in Copacabana.
We'd start with fireworks, then the ball would drop.
He'd drop the ball and fall asleep.
Grandma!
- Yes? - The people want more videos of you.
- Okay. - Nanda22 posted this.
"My boyfriend doesn't pursue me. What do I do?"
Get lost. Come on, I don't know.
Also, change your name.
Nanda22 is lame. Make it Nanda69, it's more...
Grandma, you'd be a great influencer.
- Yeah? - Hey, everyone!
If you're sending Isadir gifts, send her goat milk. She's lactose intolerant.
And send deodorant,
because Fátima's armpits are intolerant of smelling good.
- We love milk. - It's true.
Send gifts! We'll take anything.
Send whatever you want.
[upbeat music playing]
Grandma!
Your videos went viral! Everyone's watching them.
- I'll make you an account. - I already have a bank account.
- Should I make you a channel? - My TV has too many channels already.
Isn't that right?
I meant a YouTube channel.
- I have the perfect name. - Ah.
Isatips. Look.
I prefer Angel Face.
- I don't know. I'm not used to this. - [Jonas speaks indistinctly]
Grandma is shy.
Ms. Isadir, the internet is like a game.
You poke into people's lives and get nothing for it.
By being an influencer, they'd pay you to do that.
I don't care what other people do.
- That's not quite true. - I don't.
I don't care what...
Oh my God, my grandson... Where are you going?
For how long?
Are you taking Noah's coat?
Why do you care what we do?
Jonas, I do care what others do, okay?
I don't want... This influencer thing isn't for me.
The one with the bad influence is you, Jonas.
I found this underwear behind my mini fridge.
You've picked up bad habits since you started dating that bitch Kelly.
That's discrimination! You're being...
No justice, no peace!
Okay?
For your information, I don't dry my underwear behind the fridge.
Poor people do that.
I dry it on the air fryer, okay?
For your information, Alice's therapist recommended a spa.
- Right, baby? - Yes.
- What's the name of the spa? - Good Vibes, right?
They have ambient music, relaxation, a whirlpool bath, everything.
How interesting. Motel Peripécias also has relaxing music.
Come on, Mom.
- And it's cheaper. - Carlos, our Uber is here.
Let's go before Ms. Isadir asks for the plate number.
There's no use asking you to be good.
- No. - So be safe.
- Okay. - Jonas, give your mom a kiss.
- Give Mom a kiss. - Look.
Call if you need me.
Don't call for nothing. Only if it's important.
- I'll call at 10 to see if he ate, burped... - Why, Mom?
- ...and at noon to see if you sent money. - Stop, Mom.
- Don't. - Be safe.
Careful at the roundabout.
- You know that area is dangerous. - [upbeat music playing]
That motel's not safe.
- Someone forgot this! - Marinez.
- Watch your tone. It's my day off. - Come on, Marinez.
Bye, sweet pea!
It's for you, Ms. Isadir.
From Nanda69. Can I open it?
No! What if it's a bomb?
A bomb, Fátima?
The only bomb we ever get has "electricity bill" written on it.
I'm also not afraid of bombs,
because Navalha taught me how to disarm them in prison.
- Excuse me. Let me see... - Hey, don't open it yet!
Let's do an unboxing.
Unbox... Don't remind me. I broke one.
Remember when I broke that shower box during sex?
- [Fátima] Mmm. - Grandma...
So much glass.
Jesus, I'm talking about unboxing.
It's where you open the package and I film you.
- So people can watch. For content. - Okay, sorry.
- Go on. - Look. A present.
- Here, another one. - People bought you these.
Grandma, please.
I heard about a girl who bought her own house with two TikTok dances.
You're wasting time.
Good Lord.
When I bought my house, I did the debt dance.
- Look. - Wow, Isadir!
Your job only ever gave you emaciated chickens for Christmas.
Now there will be turkey.
Wow! And this turkey tells you when it's ready.
- Oh my God. - What a big turkey.
I changed my mind. I'm ready to become an influencer.
Yeah, you'll be the first granny to have a vlog.
Guys, are you talking about turkey?
- Girl, come on. - Christmas turkey.
Lend a hand for once. Here.
Help me teach Grandma what a trend is.
You don't need to.
I know what it is.
I ride the train all over the place.
My favorite is the gravy train. I love that one.
Here.
- ♪ Márcia, future doctor ♪ - [upbeat dance music]
♪ I'm 22, Sagittarius ♪
- Got it? - See?
Okay, that's easy.
- Do it with me. - Okay.
[slow rhythm lively cowbell music]
♪ Isadir, 68 years old ♪
♪ Pre-diabetic, osteoporosis ♪
A little merengue.
Okay, Grandma.
That's the spirit. That's the spirit.
But now that you're on the internet, remember this.
Three keys to success.
- [Isadir] Uh-huh. - Recipes, nostalgia, and daily life.
We should go to Fátima's then. She makes a mean prescription cocktail.
It's nostalgic, the house is old, and so is she.
And she's part of my daily life.
- Kiss me. - Stop!
Stop, Fátima! Don't be silly.
You're so square. Old and square. Let's go.
[upbeat music playing]
Hi, Isaloves! How are you?
Today, I'm going to show you what I drink to keep my skin healthy.
I always drink milk.
That's beer.
It's barley milk.
- You want some, Fátima? - No, no, no. I promised not to.
- Hey, ladies! - Hi!
Beautiful!
Hey, guys!
Guys, this is my godson Cezinha's husband.
Flavinho.
If you're watching, I miss you.
He's working with a farm boy out in the fields.
Listen.
Let me check what questions people have.
Lola has a question.
"What do you do to get such healthy skin?"
Let me answer!
Hi, Lola! I love Lolas!
[blowing kisses]
I'm sending kisses.
I usually exfoliate with a beard,
which is why my butt and face are smooth.
Bye-bye, Lola!
If you ever need a handy man,
he'll share his screen name.
Absolutely. My screen name is @fagboy.
- Just kidding. - [chuckles]
It's actually @fabulousbitch.
Exactly.
Yes. He's so wise, even though he finished his GED late.
Don't out me! [sobbing]
He's sensitive.
- Let me film Fátima. - No!
- What a woman! My friend, my sister. - [Fátima gasps]
She's basically my selfie stick.
- Don't, Isadir! - She's always propping up my image.
I don't like to be on camera!
You don't?
- No. - I have a workaround.
Give me two seconds.
[comical music playing]
We're here with Paulassum,
the internet possum.
What are these, Paulassum?
Free products.
Why is there anti-aging cream here?
Are you calling me old?
Can we hurry this up?
I'm melting in this stinky costume.
- It's not stinky. It's history. - [doorbell rings]
This was Carlos' ball boy and mascot costume
for the Cachambi soccer team.
That was in 1997 and I haven't washed it since.
[bleating]
- Wow, Isadir. - [goat continues bleating]
My...
It's just like you, slower than snail mail.
Is that a goat?
Oh my God. Oh, Lord. We've got a possum and a goat.
We just need a hyena to stage The Lion King.
- Mm-hm. - You're just the cutest thing ever.
What's your name?
I'm calling her Cleide.
She reminds me of that friend of ours.
Hairy and horny.
There's a note.
"This is my Christmas present to you, Ms. Isadir."
"Your sweet demeanor reminds me of my late mother."
Sweet demeanor? [laughing]
Yeah, Isadir is sweet.
Sweet like hard candy. [snickers]
She's sweet, but if you're not careful, she'll break your teeth.
Well then don't bite it, suck it.
I didn't finish reading.
"Since you're lactose intolerant,
now you can have goat milk whenever you want."
"Signed, the farm boy from Goiás."
Oh my God.
A pig for a husband.
Look at that. My husband was a pig.
They gave me a goat.
Quadrupeds love me.
Just wait until Alice gets home. It's going to stink.
It's hard to say who smells worse, you or the goat.
Please, Fátima. What am I supposed to do with this goat?
I need to hide the goat and keep the man. For Christ's sake.
It's gonna poop on my shoe.
Grandma! Grandma!
- I'm old but I'm not deaf. What is it? - [goat bleating]
You need to hide the goat or we're in for some bullshit.
Is it a goat or a bull?
It's a donkey.
Come on, Fátima.
I need to decide where to shove this goat.
That's my worry.
I've got it!
We'll do a live nativity scene. That's it.
Great idea, Grandma.
- I love it. We'll be creating content. - [Isadir] Mm-hm.
Netflix might even want to buy the rights.
What can I play?
The chicken head. [chuckles]
[laughs]
I'm nervous. I just blurted that out.
I would never say that.
- You'll be the star of Bethlehem. - [Márcia] Mmm!
I love it. I can see myself shining.
Guiding three buff, powerful men through the desert.
Be careful not to take them down the wrong path.
I don't know about this, Ms. Isadir.
I think Ms. Alice will eat us alive.
She doesn't eat anything.
She's so skinny she could play Joseph's cane.
Seriously, no.
My God, what now?
Guys, relax.
At the Cachambi Fashion Mall I saw...
Wow, I saw a nativity scene that really...
There was a man wearing shorts, because the AC was broken.
He was wearing flip-flops and had a beer in his hand.
If they can do it, so can we.
[upbeat music playing]
What the hell? What is going on here?
Oh my God.
What a mess. I thought we were in the wrong house.
- These are my clothes. - These?
Carlos, that whole massage has gone out the window.
- I'm all tensed up! - Relax.
- What? - The star brings good news...
Marinez.
Marinez, what are you wearing?
- What am I wearing? - What is happening?
What's happening? I'm also asking that.
- What is happening? - Tell us.
- These clothes... - [Carlos] Mm.
I'll tell you. These are bed sheets.
I was gonna wash them, but they're so light.
Lower your voice. We just got him to sleep.
[whispering] Give him to me.
Come on, baby.
Be careful!
- Be careful, baby. He'll wake up. - [indistinct muttering]
- Carlos! - What is it, baby?
Marinez is on leave.
Sweep this room.
- Me? That's her job! - There are beans everywhere.
Shhh!
Your mom must have been playing bingo.
Jesus Christ.
Mary, go get in the nativity...
Oh, Hail Mary.
Hail Mary is my cue. Excuse me.
- Oh my God. - Mom!
Mom. Come...
- Let's see what your mom's up to. - Calm down, you...
How beautiful.
- [Carlos] Oh, wow. - [Alice] It's a nativity scene!
It is! It's like the Cachambi Shopping Mall.
- It's a lot different. - Is it?
They don't have a weird possum smell.
- Or a real goat. - What?
- Did she say real? - A plushie.
Is it real? It looks imported.
Imported from Disney.
- Get Noah so I can take a picture. - Okay.
We look good enough for TV.
You're taking Jesus?
[Carlos] No.
She could play Jezabel.
Careful not to make him cry, okay?
What do we do? He took Jesus. Pretend he's still here.
- Carlos! - What is it?
- Where's my phone? - I don't know.
- How cute! They're walking the goat. - [squishing noise]
I stepped on some beans.
Those aren't beans!
- It's goat poop. - It's not a goat.
It's Cleide.
Carlos, take Noah to the bathroom and cover his ears.
- The bathroom? - Yes, the bathroom.
- Oh my God. - When she sends him off...
Here she comes.
- Oh. Oh! - Down the catwalk.
I want that goat out of here!
- Can I come out? - No!
Calm down, Mom. Marinez is taking Cleide home.
Last month she lost her poodle, Alcatra.
Let's just let sleeping goats lie.
- I got attached. - Did you?
I saw the goat scream and bite my finger, and I fell in love.
Now I have a baby and a fur baby.
I want that goat out of here
before it eats my curtains.
You're feeling rejected, right? I know exactly how that feels.
Luckily, if they tell you to "goat" away, you'll know what to do.
Look, I'm taking my son to his room. When I get back, that goat better be gone.
It's Cleide!
[doorbell rings]
Mary coming through.
I'm getting the door.
Excuse me.
[Alice] I don't know how this baby hasn't woken up.
- It's like a miracle. - [Carlos] I know.
Come on. [meowing]
Listen, if you came for the nativity scene, it's already over.
- We're at the Apocalypse. - [Flavinho] How sad!
[chicken clucking]
Oh! Jeez, Marinez.
Hi, Alice!
Look who I ran into. Cezinha's new boss, the farm boy.
He said he wanted to talk to Ms. Isadir.
I said, "You're so hot!"
So I let him come up here with me.
I brought Ms. Isadir a present.
Oh my God!
Grandma won't be able to handle a present of that magnitude.
I'll have to take her blood pressure.
Why, because of the chicken?
No, because of your big c... I mean, big chicken.
The chicken.
I know what this is.
Another Isalove with my address.
It's Jonas' fault. He said no one would have access to my address.
Isadir, did you know that Cleide is a vegan?
- No way. - Relax, Alice.
It will give it back as compost in a minute.
Don't worry.
It must be hungry. Let's go to the kitchen.
- Come on, Marinez. - It's better.
Get this goat and chicken and get out of my sight.
Not yet! Let's do a collab first.
- What? - I prefer ball grab.
A collab video with him and Grandma.
Farm boy is famous. I'm trying to run a business.
- Farms are popular. - People love them.
You know what? Let me take my son to bed.
- Yes. - I don't want him around these people.
- I'll go with Carlos. - Nope!
- Are you happy, Ms. Isadir? - [Isadir] No. No.
I still haven't gotten my present.
I don't want to make trouble, but I can't believe I'm meeting you.
You're even older in person, and you smell like mothballs.
You're so much like my late mom. Bless her.
- Go to hell. - But it's Christmas.
- Give me a hug! - Wait! That chicken almost nipped my nip!
You grab... I have osteoporosis in my ribs! You'll kill me.
I'll see Jesus before Christmas.
Take these animals before Animal Protection comes after me.
- Guys! - What?
Cleide is eating all our food.
- Oh, God! - Oh my God!
- Let's make it noisy so she hears us. - [overlapping shouting]
Let's do it right so we don't do it again.
- No! - I don't believe it!
My organic arugula!
Not even goats like pesticides anymore.
- [farm boy] Ms. Isadir? - Yes?
Bring your grandkids to my farm whenever you want.
- Kids and animals should be wild. - Hey!
I'm wild too.
You can take me to your farm whenever you want to.
[Alice] Márcia.
Márcia.
Show this boy the door, please.
Don't worry. I'll take him.
I'll take you down my country road. [growling]
[chicken clucks]
[sighs]
The cowgirl is gone.
[Marinez chuckles]
I'll tell you, this influencer thing is tiring.
- I'm done. - Hey! Wait a minute.
Before you think about quitting,
I'd like you to know that the nativity video is going viral.
Malls are even offering us money to do it live.
They said we're only missing a cow.
Alice?
Stay calm.
That's the role for you.
[groans]
I'm leaving!
[all laughing]
[theme music playing]
- Are you calling me old? - Wrong.
- Free products. - Oh, sorry.
[person over speaker] The possum is even in a bad mood when it says "wrong."
When Carlos was young, I took care of him,
the house, and I had to... uh...
[laughing]
- Take care of the house! - Fuck!
We'll use the boy, but the goat...
What the hell?
- I want to... [flutters lips] on your belly. - I'm so sorry.
[blowing]
Amazing.
What a hunk.
I'm sorry.
[Carlos] Thank you.
- [Isadir] Thank you! - [Carlos] Thank you!
[theme music playing]
[music ends]