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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬- 𝑄𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛ℎ𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑍𝑜𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑛ℎ𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑑𝑜! 𝑇𝑒𝑚 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑧𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑎?

𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬- 𝐶𝑜𝑚 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑧𝑎, 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑜.

𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞- 𝐷𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑒-𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑟!!!

(Ele grita.)

𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬- 𝐶𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑐𝑎, 𝐵𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑒, 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜.

𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞- 𝐸𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑒́𝑟𝑖𝑜! 𝐴𝑠 𝑣𝑜𝑧𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑚 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠! 𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑖 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑢!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬- 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂𝑠, 𝐵𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑟 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑟!

𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞- 𝑃𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟! 𝑀𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑐̧𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑐̧𝑜...

𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬- 𝐶𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑐̧𝑜?

Na casa dos Anderson.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲- 𝑉𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑟, 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑖 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑗𝑎́ 𝑡𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎́𝑟𝑖𝑎.

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭- 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑝𝑒-𝑚𝑒, 𝑒́ 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑜, 𝑒𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜... 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲- 𝐴𝑙𝑒́𝑚 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜, 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜... 𝐴𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝐽𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑦? 𝐸 , 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒, 𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑚 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑜, 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚...

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭- 𝑁𝑎̃𝑜 𝑣𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂, 𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑛ℎ𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑖𝑟, 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑏𝑖𝑙ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑙ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑢 𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑡𝑎? 𝑂𝑢 𝑢𝑚 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜? 𝑁𝑎̃𝑜, 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑙ℎ𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑𝑎?

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