10 Horas Para o Natal

This is the craziest Christmas story

you've ever heard.

But to tell you about our Christmas this year,

first I'll have to explain how our Christmas dinner used to be.

We are the Silva family,

and this was our last Christmas together.

This is my father, Marcos Henrique.

He is very funny, but also a freeloader.

Sonia, since you're standing there,

please, give me the remote control.

You're kidding me, Marcos Henrique.

I'm baking the turkey, making French toasts,

toasted manioc flour with and without raisins,

and you're just sitting there.

Ouch! It won't hurt you.

You're so rude.

My mother Sonia has always been a goody two-shoes.

She worried about every detail of our dinner.

Ouch!

Open the door!

My baby...

The door, Marcos Henrique. For God's sake!

What have you done?

What's that on the floor? Clean it up.

Insensitive!

Can't you see it left a stain on my baby?

There's no solution for it.

The stain will make it look better.

Open the door!

Look, they're actually here.

- Come in, aunt Zilu. - I thought there was nobody home.

I wish there wasn't. Merry Christmas!

Aunt Zilu and aunt Aldinha always came over

to keep grandma Nena company.

Uncle Silvio is here.

As well as cousin Silvio,

the funniest person I know.

I only have pies for you.

But no.

How are you, sweetie?

- Hello, uncle Silvio. - My beautiful.

- Dad? - Yes, honey.

- Dad? - Yes.

Can we open our presents?

Only after midnight.

Here we do it before!

Or the children will go crazy!

Merry Christmas!

A science game.

I love Christmas!

Don't move!

Every year I fall for it.

Despite all differences,

Mom and Dad had a lot of fun together.

Happy Birthday...

I'm joking.

Ah!

When the Silva family gets together...

It's fun and joy all over.

No one can beat us.

You got the biggest piece, Sonia.

Well, was in the kitchen all day.

This is a little dry.

Next year you do it.

You can have the thigh.

Then one day Dad no longer thought Mom was fun

and Mom no longer thought Dad was fun.

And they

separated.

There was no joy all over anymore.

Ah!

Jingle bells!

Are we too early, cousin?

No, I'm just getting a clean shave.

After all, it's Christmas.

Even Santa Claus came to Christmas dinner,

but Dad.

- Bia! - Come in!

Mom! Sonia and the children are here.

Let me finish shaving.

Sure.

With the separation, there was the brilliant idea

of deciding who would be with us

during Holiday Season.

Mom had us at Christmas and Dad at New Year's.

And our Christmas turned into this lame thing

you're about to see.

Ho, ho, ho!

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Silvio.

Did you bring the pie?

It's over there.

You only have pies for me.

Got it?

What's up, Mom?

I'm coming, Son.

Mom decided to keep aunt Zilu and aunt Aldinha company.

And also cousin Silvio. Hilarious.

It's great, Mom.

Just how I like it.

I'll give you your present.

- It looks beautiful. - First let me...

I have something to do here.

This is wonderful!

Mom was crazy about the turkey thigh.

She had to have one every Christmas.

She knows I love the thigh.

- Give me your plate. - Thanks, Mom.

Now you guys can go ahead.

Help yourself.

Worse than our Christmas,

only Dad's.

Mom, I'm sick of seeing you with this yarn.

It's becoming an obsession.

And I'm sick of this ugly chair.

And I don't complain.

It must be the pizza.

- What flavor did you order? - Turkey, of course.

How depressing. My goodness!

That wasn't right.

Not that I cared so much about Christmas.

Miguel and I no longer believed in Santa Claus.

But Bia still believed in the good old man.

She loved Christmas.

Mom, that's not what I asked Santa.

That's why we decided to do something about it.

The Silva's joy had to come back,

no matter what.

TÍTULO

Julia? Miguel? Bia?

I don't want to go.

Neither do I.

I'm big enough to stay home alone.

We're all going to do the groceries together.

Did you forget I have to make potato salad?

I changed my shift to spend Christmas with my family.

I don't want to fight today.

Is Dad spending Christmas with us?

No, Bia. You'll be with him on New Year's Eve.

So we're not spending Christmas with our family.

- Hello, aunt. - Hello, Sonia.

How are you?

I just want to remind you to bring potato salad.

Of course, aunt. I'm not going to forget.

You're a little absent-minded.

Alright. Come, guys.

Don't worry, aunt.

Christmas started a little weird.

It was so cold, as if it was going to snow.

And to make things worse, Mom had made plans

to eat dinner at Aunt Zulu's again.

Julia, can I borrow your cell phone?

- No. - Miguel, the seat belt.

Wait, Mom!

- Give it to me. - I'm going to hit you.

Stop, guys.

He's provoking me.

She's being selfish.

I'm going to get ro-ro-roller skates.

Bia took my glasses. I can't believe it!

I have to put a sign on my door,

"Do not enter."

She can't read anyway.

Yes, I can.

"Yes, I can." B and A: ba.

B and E: be.

And B and I, annoying Bia.

- Stop picking on her, Miguel. - M and A: ma.

M and E: me.

M and I: dumb Miguel!

- Stop it! - Bonehead Miguel!

Hello, Cris! Merry Christmas!

Hi, Sonia. My water broke. And I'm having contractions.

- Are you sure? - Absolutely.

Let's do this. Meet me at the hospital.

What a date my children picked to be born.

It's Christmas.

Very symbolic.

And twins. I don't know if I can handle it.

Of course you can.

I have three here. It's a piece of cake.

Hopefully the ascendants help.

As long as it's not Virgo, Scorpio or Taurus.

You're an obstetrician and an astrologer?

Christmas special:

a child and a birth chart.

In your case it's two:

two children and two birth charts.

See you soon.

Breathe. Kisses.

Kisses.

Guys, change of plan.

If you're going to the hospital,

where are we going?

- Ah, Mom! - What?

- What did you lose now? - My wallet.

I can't find it anywhere.

Help me find it, Mom.

I'm tired of helping you look for your things.

Ask Saint Anthony.