Stop that, Mauricio! Walk nicely! Where is she?
Oh that's you! But what's going on? What's going on?
I ask you What's going on? Look what you've done to my son! Take it easy!
Easy? How? If you turned my son into a fag?
Is this your son? He was my son. He was a right person.
He was a man. About to become a womanizer. And then you, teacher Jessica came with your sexual classes and then you turned my son into a fag.
No, it's not possible. Speak, Maurício, please. Oh, you crazy, stop making noise.
That sucks, daddy! You see what's going on? You come with this sexual orientation talk and say we're all the same.
And my son became a homosexual! Look, I think we talked about it on Pride Day. .
. I'd like to talk to you, ma'am. I'd like to know who here at school taught him about Indian Day.
Indian. . .
Oh my God! Look, Indian's Day was last week. - Really?
- Yes. I'm going to sue this school. I'm going to sue this school!
Let's see if we can solve this. Let's talk about it. Maybe it's just a phase.
A phase? How long it's going to last? Tell me who she is.
. . Tell me who she is.
. . Who decided to celebrate Tree's Day?
My son became a zombie. But I was talking about Zumbi dos Palmares. .
. Oh boy! Oh you didn't even pay attention at this class, son!
Oh my God! He is barking! It's so.
. . Too much information.
Zombies don't bark! It was another zombie! You shouldn't do it.
Zombies don't bark! Look at me, son! Don't bark!
It's something else!
