Timesuck with Dan Cummins - 530 - Killed By A Co-Star: The Daniella Perez Story

Episode Date: October 26, 2026

In 1992, rising Brazilian television star Daniella Perez was brutally murdered by the very actor playing her romantic interest on one of the country's most popular telenovelas, in a shocking crime that captivated an entire nation. What drove her co-star and his wife to commit such a horrific act, and how would Daniella's devastated mother transform her grief into a relentless fight for justice that would change Brazilian law?Merch and more: www.badmagicproductions.com Timesuck Discord! https://discord.gg/tqzH89vWant to join the Cult of the Curious PrivateFacebook Group? Go directly to Facebook and search for "Cult of the Curious" to locate whatever happens to be our most current page :)For all merch-related questions/problems: [e-mail] (copy and paste)Please rate and subscribe on Apple Podcasts and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG and http://www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcastWanna become a Space Lizard? Click here: https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcast.Sign up through Patreon, and for $5 a month, you get access to the entire Secret Suck catalog (295 episodes) PLUS the entire catalog of Timesuck, AD FREE. You'll also get 20% off of all regular Timesuck merch PLUS access to exclusive Space Lizard merch. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

On the night of December 28, 1992, the dead body of newly popular telenovela actress Daniela Perez, Brazil's latest TV superstar, was found abandoned in some brush in western Rio de Janeiro. She had been brutally stabbed to death, almost 20 deep wounds in her neck and chest. Her wedding ring and handbag were missing, and initially the killing looked like a robbery gone wrong. But it wasn't. She had been murdered in a way that felt straight out of a script from the telenovela, the soap opera that she starred in. A few hours before she had been killed, 22-year-old Daniela had been on a sound stage filming the final scene of a storyline

that around 40 million Brazilians were eagerly awaiting, a breakup scene with one of her character's two love interests. Although only in a supporting role, she had recently risen popularity-wise to become the true star of Brazil's most popular TV show, a TV star in a nation where TV was the most popular form of entertainment. In the scene she had filmed her hours before her brutal death, her character Yasmin, had rejoined,

had rejected a character named Birra for the final time. Bira, played by Guillermo de Padois, starring in his first big televised role, would be dumped on camera in front of the nation. It was only acting, of course, but Guillermo did not take it that way. He took the breakup personally. He hated the fact that his character was being rejected

while Danielle's character went on to find her true love and get all the additional airtime and stardom that would come with that. In the days to come, Gilermy and his young wife, Paola, would be accused of luring, or forcing Daniela to a remote area and killing her together. This is a story about the dark and dangerous side of ambition, a story of a mother who refused to stop searching for answers while witnesses stayed silent and authorities struggled to find the truth. A mother who would forever blame herself for her daughter's murder because the show her daughter was murdered on was her show. She was its creator and head writer. This is the story of the most sensational or one of the most sensational murders in Brazil's history.

The story of a young telenovela star, Daniela Perez, cut down right as she was ascending to superstardom by her on-screen lover. On this true crime, soap opera star gets murdered in such a soap opera way edition of TimeSuck. This is Michael McDonald, and you're listening to Time Suck. You're listening to Time Suck. Happy Monday. Welcome or welcome back to the culture. to the curious. I'm Dan Cummins, the master's sucker. Not a boy band hater, just not one of their many adoring fans. And you are listing to Timesuck. Hail Nimrod, Hail Lucifina, praise B, to good boy, Bojangles, and Glory B to Triple M. Once again, congrats on finding your long-lost son. No announcements other than, do not trust my pronunciation of any Brazilian words in this episode at all. Portuguese scrambles my brain, but I will do my best. And now, Let's get melodramatic. To understand why Daniela Perez's murder shook Brazil as hard as it did,

we have to understand the power of the telenovela. In Brazil, especially back in the 90s when this murder took place, a hit telenovela was not something people casually watched. It was a story that a huge portion of the entire country sat on the edge of their seats to watch when they were deeply invested in and followed along together night after night after night, five nights, six nights a week for months. The show Daniela was starring on,

Ecorpo, Elma, Body and Soul, was regularly watched by around 40 million people in Brazil, at a time when the population of the entire country was approximately 150 million. That's crazy. Almost 27% of the population over 1 and 4. To put that in perspective,

the current top-rated show in the United States right now, as I record this, is supposedly, according to my Google searching, Marvel's Vision Quest on Disney Plus, literally had never heard of that show until they looked up what the current number one

rated show in America what supposedly was. How many people watch it? No clue. They don't release ratings but it's the top Disney Plus show and there's no way

27% of America watch it probably not even 5%. We don't know how many people watch almost any super popular shows right now because streamers don't necessarily release that information. According to some other poking around I did, top tier performers like Netflix's Squid Game

Stranger Things they reach 27. to 33 million viewers across combined TV and streaming windows in the U.S. But because people can stream shows whenever they want, not have to tune in, so to speak, at some scheduled showtime, they're not the communal events they used to be.

Like when I was in college in the 90s, when this murder took place, one of the most watched and talked about shows by far was Seinfeld. An average of 26.6 million viewers per season watched Seinfeld, you know, like per episode during his 90s run, with viewership climbing dramatically

to over 30 million viewers per episode during the peak seasons toward the end, and then it reached 76.3 million viewers for its series finale, by far its best rated episode, May 14th, 1998. U.S. population at that time, around 276 million, so 27.6% of the population did watch the finale. Huge cultural moment. I was one of the many people who watched all the same time with so many other people and talked about it afterwards. still that big rating just for the finale.

Average episode drew about 11% of the population. Still huge, but nowhere near the popularity of a 90s Brazilian telenovela, like Body and Soul. And that was people watching once a week, 11%. Once a week, not five, six nights a week, like telenovelas air. Another sitcom Friends, super popular in the 90s, averaging at its peak around 23.6 million viewers an episode with a series finale peak. 52.5 million in 2004, a decade after it debuted, again, very popular, but not nearly as popular as body and soul. Still, those U.S. shows were so popular that most of my friends would meet up in somebody's dorm room or living room, watch them every week religiously without fail.

It was a whole thing. Drinking games built around them. People had posters the show on the walls. I had a sexy Rolling Stone covered Jennifer Aniston, Rachel from Friends, right on my wall. She was, still is fucking gorgeous. Hail Lusufina. Friends of mine had Kramer posters back before the actor who played that character, fucked his whole career up.

Seinfeld and Friends themed parties were thrown where people dressed up like the people from the show. If you made a reference to Seinfeld or friends to somebody just met in the 90s and they were under 40, chances are they were going to get it, right? If you talked about Smellycat, yada, yada, yada, festibus. No soup for you. How you doing? You know, on and on. So many references.

I feel like the closest thing we've had to that in recent years is, is, you know, big streaming shows, again, like Stranger Things, a Game of Thrones, but they still don't come close to the level of cultural saturation that hit shows, you know, did in the 90s. Pre- YouTube, pre-social media, pre-netflix, and all the other streamers, back in the last days of the cultural dominance of network TV where there was only a few popular channels. And Body of Soul, when one of its stars was murdered,

was more popular in Brazil than any show in America was popular with Americans. So Daniela Perez getting murdered, it was kind of like if fucking Elaine from Seinfeld, Julia Louis Dreyfus was murdered while Seinfeld was still being filmed by George Costanza. You know, maybe a better comparison if the character of Rachel, Phoebe, or Monica had been murdered during the middle of a friend's run. Pamela Anderson getting killed in the middle of Baywatch's heyday. You know, and it would be like if Rachel had been killed by Ross or Monica was stabbed fucking almost 20 times. by Chandler Bing. You know, fucking,

yeah, just that kind of, that kind of drama. A huge, huge story. Daniela was an important part of a nightly ritual shared by tens of millions of Brazilians on a show

that aired six nights a week. New episodes aired Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday. Only Sunday, you know, for months and months, like six months-ish, it was only Sundays

when the show did not air, new episodes. She was beloved. She was a part of people's lives. She was an emerging sex symbol. Because of that, yeah, her murder captured the nation's attention more intently

than a presidential impeachment for corruption that happened within 24 hours of her murder. That's crazy. A lot of sources say her murder got far more attention than the president of Brazil being impeached and thrown out of office. To further understand how shocking of a murder this was, we need to further understand

how culturally important telenovelas in general were to Brazil back then. They're still super popular, just not quite as popular due to the internet and streaming age, you know, when people all over the world can watch content from all over the world whenever they want. The word telenovela, a combination of television and novella, a.k.a. A genre of TV that gets frequently compared to the American soap opera, and they are very similar. There are some differences. For one, unlike a soap opera that can run on and on for literal decades with no end in sight, telenovelas have limited runs, typically around 150 episodes. And these episodes broadcasts, you know, from three months to a year.

They tend to be, you know, around six months. And they're, you know, either five or six nights a week for those six months. A grueling production schedule. Their show is designed to tell a single self-contained story with a clear beginning, middle, and end. The casts are often huge, a lot of dramatic subplots. While only a handful of their actors and actresses will, you know, truly be stars. About 80 people can appear on one run. the plots are sensational and explosive,

often centering on jealousy, desire, revenge, lust, family feuds, secret affairs, disappearances, false identities, Machiavellian masterminds. S&L, other shows, a lot of other shows, a lot of creators have done satirical sketches, have parodied telenovelas over the years. I mean, they're pretty ripe to be mocked

because the acting style, the scoring style is very, very theatrical. In a little clip from this S&L sketch, sketch from several years ago. I won't play much because a lot of the dramas conveyed, you know, which is over-the-top facial expressions and long, dramatic camera close-ups. A man kisses a nun, his wife catches him,

and murderous ideas take root. Josefina! Senora Gomez! Magdalena? Carlos. Oh, no! Osefina. No.

Gee. Everybody's... There's very... So many close-up shots. That is so accurate. So many close-up shots of people expressing emotion with so few words.

I watched a ton of clips of real Brazilian telenovelas over the past few days. And, I mean, they're kicking out episodes six days a week for months. Episodes are almost an hour long. And when I first read that, I was like, how?

How could they write that much content? Well, they don't write a lot as far as dialogue. They really milk each and every scene. Like sometimes literally several minutes will go by of two characters just looking back and forth at each other while there's dramatic music swells behind them and the background, these out of focus kind of, I don't know, glamoury camera shots.

You know, one person will just be crying for 20 seconds straight, no dialogue. I watched one scene where they went, I timed it. Well, I didn't time it. I just looked at the YouTube fucking counter. I tied it with a stopwatch. No, no, but they went almost four straight minutes without one person saying a single word. Yeah, telenovelas like American soap operas, you know, very, very dramatic.

You know, it's a nice pre over the top. Like, check out these actual storylines from some real Brazilian telenovelas. A forbidden cross-cultural romance between a Muslim woman Jade and a Brazilian man, Lucas, gets tangled up in an unauthorized human cloning. when Lucas's twin brother dies in a helicopter crash, a grieving family friend and geneticist, Dr. Albury, secretly clones Lucas using in vitro fertilization. The clone grows up to be an exact genetic duplicate, leading to a bizarre love triangle where Jade is torn

between the original man and his younger clone, culminating in the scientist and his clone disappearing into the Sahara Desert. Yeah. Yeah, somehow in that show, the clone quickly becomes almost the same age as the original. They look exactly the same. So it becomes a 30-year-old dude in a matter of days,

is what it looks like. In another telenovela from Brazil in the 90s, Alexander is a wealthy, troubled young criminal who kills a man during a robbery. He gets caught and sent to prison where he commits suicide. But then, Alexander's spirit awakens in a dark, terrifying purgatory

known as the Valley of the Suicides. Consumed by rage, Alexander's ghost returns to earth to haunt, possess, and psychologically destroy everyone he holds responsible for his downfall, including his own brother-in-law and the lawyer who prosecuted him. All of this set to super dramatic music and acted out again with so many close-ups, just back and forth silently between characters. Lots of tears. Here's a clip from the first show I described the clone. This is the scene I mentioned where for almost four

minutes, Jade and his clone, they just stared at each other. Not a single word. So, staring. So much crying. A lot of tears. A lot of close-ups. Okay, one guy's crying. Turns, looks at the other guy who's approached him. He saw him in the mirror. Just a shot of the two of them. Just staring. Oh, now goes to the other guy. No real expression. Camera slowly zooms into his face. As he stares, back to the first guy. More tears than before. He's like, he's crying like a lot, a lot, a lot. A lot of tears going down his cheeks. He's looking down.

He's looking back up. More tears. Back to the first guy. No tears. Looks confused. Camera keeps going closer and closer. Now it's an extreme close-up shot. Now it's an extreme close-up shot of the guy who's crying.

How the fuck is he crying so much? Every time it cuts to him, fresh tears coming out of his face. Back to the first guy. Does a little head nod. Somehow the camera's even tighter. Crying guy laughs. Other guy stares off in the distance. Fucking four minutes.

minutes of that. Just two dudes, you know, two clones who actually don't look very much alike, just staring, one crying, while music plays. You know, I don't know if it's my thing, but a lot of people love it. Where do these shows come from? Well, telenovelas have their roots in 1930s and 1940s radio dramas from Cuba, Argentina, and Mexico primarily. Brazil, though, is where the format became arguably more popular than anywhere else. And since 1960s, Brazilian telenovelas have been dominated largely by one network, TV Globo, the country's biggest broadcaster for over half a century. Between network shows and streaming, they currently have a total audience of about 200 million people. At their peak, Globo's novellas, just the novellas alone, forget their other content,

reach as many as 60 million Brazilians each and every week, and up until the year 2000, this one network accounted for about half of all television ratings in Brazil. And a lot of the ratings came from just free over-the-air broadcast. still do that, you know, in a country where there's a lot of economic disparity. That's another thing about novellas, telenovelas, everybody can watch them because, you know, they're aired for free across the airwaves. And when an especially

popular telenovela reaches its final episode, oh shit, entire cities basically come to a standstill, especially back in the 90s. Streets and major cities like Sao Paulo, Rio de Janeiro would be almost completely empty. Businesses would close early for the day. Water, overall electricity usage would drop considerably

because so many people were just inside, watching, riveted, crying right along with the cast. Bars, restaurants, even gyms and more would screen the finale. Sometimes soccer matches, the most popular sport in Brazil by far, another national obsession would be rescheduled so they wouldn't clash with the finale. So what exactly made these telenovelas? So popular, so compelling. A large part of the answer is how they are made.

Many of the episodes are written just like two weeks-ish before they're aired. So the story can be sure. shaped heavily by audience feedback. Tabloids report on episodes, radio and talk shows discuss them, people all over talk about them, you know, cafes, games, the office, the gym, et cetera. And because of that, the writers of these shows are continually immersed in a daily deluge of cultural feedback, both good and bad. And since their job is obviously to write hit shows and get the best ratings, of course,

they're going to listen and they're going to gravitate, you know, towards the hopes and desires of their audiences, especially because these shows top producers, the writer's bosses, the execs, the suits, also continually immersed in audience feedback and less inclined to care about artistic vision nearly as much as about pleasing advertisers. And advertisers, they just want ratings. The more eyeballs, the more soap, cars, pills, et cetera, they can sell. These shows are built to be people pleasing in a way that is not possible for most television, right? Like one entire season of most TV, you know, it's been produced and edited, you know, set to go before the first episode ever airs, leaving zero room to take in any audience feedback mid-season. Because of the ability to

adjust while the show still be made, increasingly popular characters and telenovelas, you know, they often get more and more screen time, while unpopular storylines and characters, you know, shortened or cut. So not the same level of job security for an actor or actress than there would be in a standard TV production. Another reason these shows are incredibly popular is due to just early adoption. Since telenovelas were around prior to TV, you know, prior to the beginning of TV in Brazil, they were these pre-existing radio shows just sitting there, you know,

with an existing audience waiting to be adapted into a new visual format. Well, they were initially, because of that, given a primetime position. With the most popular of the telenovelas airing at 8 p.m., when most people were home from work, had already eaten dinner, but hadn't gone to bed yet. This blasted the shows out to the most eyeballs,

the most ears, pretty soon, watching these shows, you know, became an established cultural tradition, and now it was just what everybody did. and they became more and more deeply culturally embedded, you know, as time went on, type of programming that became the TV equivalent of Brazilian comfort food, the more of these shows that Brazilians were fed,

the more they just became further embedded in the culture, which kept airing the best of the telenovelas at that coveted 8 p.m. prime time slot, watching those primetime telenovelas, you know, just became something that Brazilians did. They watched soccer games, they went to church, Catholic church, on Sunday mornings, and they gathered around the TV to watch telenovelas

at night after dinner several times. a week, if not more, five, six nights a week. Yeah, those are like the three main cultural pillars of being a Brazilian in the 90s. And that's what a lot of sources said. Going back to how these shows are made, because the episodes can be written and or rewritten so close to in the air, producers can be extraordinarily agile, respond to cultural happenings, political developments, social trends. They can incorporate recent thoughts on sex, religion, drugs, illness, crime, etc.

You know, kind of like if any of you watch South Park, how they are able to do that. and turn things around very quickly, stay very topical. And check this out. This really speaks to how culturally connected and powerful these shows are. Telenovelas don't just react to the culture around them. They also influence it directly,

just to have this very symbiotic relationship with the Brazilian culture. In 2012, the Atlantic's John Hudson put forth the following theory that Brazilian telenovelas may have contributed to the country's declining birth rate. Hudson wrote, Within two generations, Brazil went from seven kids per family to two.

The drop in Brazil's fertility rate coincided with the rise of telenovelas, which frequently promoted the idea that a wealthy, rich life came in part from having a smaller family. Yeah, it's fucking math. Less malst defeat. Larger families, by contrast, more often portrayed as struggling with poverty. Finally, in a country rife with poverty and inequality, again, free to air. Television gave Globo's telenovelas a reach that cinema could not match. And because of that, while in much of the world, most of the world, Hollywood. films, the main routes to

screen fame in Brazil, the path to stardom through the telenovela. It offered Brazilian actors a far more successful career than film ever could and produce the country's biggest stars. Still to this day, you can't hardly walk past a cafe in Brazil and not hear the

TV tuned to the biggest global telenovela of the season. This is the world that Daniela Perez was murdered in. And interestingly, also the world that her mother held a large hand in helping. perpetuate. Let's tell this wild story now, one of the most sensational murders in Brazilian history in today's timeline. Shrap on those boots, soldier. We're marching down a time-sunk timeline.

Daniela Faranchi Perez born in Rio de Janeiro, the eldest of three children to Gloria and Louise Perez August 11th, 1970. Gloria will soon become a major figure in this episode, So let's take a look at her a little closer before chronologically moving on to her daughter. She was born September 25th, 1948, raised in Rio Branco, the small state capital of Akri, Brazil, where a couple hundred thousand people live now. But back then, more like 20,000 people, and most of them new arrivals. Very, very rural area, just being populated by non-indigenous people back then. Most of the populated areas of Akri, at that time, where people live in. in this series of clearings in the middle of the Amazon rainforest, where rivers and not roads,

connected communities, the area's economy mainly revolved around the harvesting of rubber, from the latex sap of rubber trees grown on local rubber tree plantations. Gloria had a happy and carefree childhood growing up in this rubberberg surrounded by nature and rare for this area, very rare, access to a lot of books that weren't just about rubber. Thanks to her father's private library, a man who was a prominent lawyer in this frontier like area. So growing up, Gloria and her younger brother, they were both surrounded not just by wild Amazonian fauna and flora, rubber trees, but also by classic literature, ranging from Das Toyevsky to ancient Greek tragedies. At the age of 16, Gloria and her family moved to the

city of Brasilia, then to Sao Paulo, finally to Rio de Janeiro, looking for better educational opportunities for Gloria and her brother. Gloria studied law actually before abandoning that course when the military invaded the university she was studying at so that's fucking fun uh brazil ended up being a ran by an authoritarian military dictatorship from april of 1964 until march of 1985 according to some reddit users whose loved ones allegedly live through brazil's military dictatorship whether people remember that period is good or bad depends on who you speak to one user said their father actually liked it he remembers clean safe streets where children could walk to and from school alone and not worry about being kidnapped There were fewer people begging or openly using drugs, less problems with gangs, cartels. But their mother remembers something very different. A fucking terrifying time when people typically dissenters and the regime's political opponents would suddenly disappear forever. Or maybe return months later, very changed.

Maybe missing a limb or partially paralyzed, suffering from severe PTSD thanks to their re-education. Overall, Brazil's military dictatorship widely considered. Very dark chapter. in the nation's history. In the middle of all of this, in 1969, Gloria married an engineer named Louise Carlos Perez, and she soon put out or put, excuse me, any of her career ambitions or personal ambitions on hold.

Their first child, Daniela, born the following year, followed by their son, Rodrigo, in 1972, and then their third and final child, another boy, Dickard Wienerbottom, 1977. Rodrigo would go on to become a lawyer, Dickard Wienerbottom. Sadly, a sickly child died in November. of 2002 at the age of 25 following complications from surgery. And his name is actually Raphael, not Dickard Wienerbottom.

I'd like the idea of a family having very normal traditional names for their first two kids, Daniela and Rodrigo. Then something clearly happened to them, right? They became very changed people. And now they named their third kid, something outrageous like Dickard Wienerbottom. And we're just left wondering, what the fuck went on in that family between Rodrigo and Dickard? Anyway, long before the tragedies that would later devastate the Perez family. When the kids were young, they had overall a really happy family life.

Louise, a very successful breadwinner, large, you know, his family never struggled for money. Gloria, a doting hands-on mother who loved a full house. Her kids, even dickered Wienerbottom, regularly invited their friends and cousins over. Gloria would cook everybody up delicious shit like marangs while sporting her infamous hair rollers piled up on her head. Gloria, not just passionate about raising her kids. She was passionate about the world around her in general, right? incredibly smart, very educated, grew up in a very, you know, intellectual household, also very creatively talented, and she didn't want to just be a homemaker forever. At some point, not long after her

kids were in school, she returned to university and studied history now instead of law, which will soon lead to a career, I doubt she was even remotely imagining as a possibility while studying history. Before we get to that, refocusing on her daughter, although the Perez family would eventually become famous across Brazil. Danielle's childhood, you know, very ordinary in most ways, but also, you know, somewhat affluent. As the first daughter and first granddaughter of the family, she was the apple of the family's eye,

adored, doted on by both her immediate and extended family, all her grandparents, On's uncle's parents, they all spoiled her. She was very pampered. According to her father, she had the personality of a kid who was cared for perhaps a little too zealously. So, you know, maybe a little spoiled, but also seems to have been a great.

kid. Daniela, creatively passionate and intelligent, curious like her mother, really loved music from a young age. She had a sophisticated, mature taste for her age. When she was five, her mom enrolled her in ballet classes at a dance school, which she was pushing for, is more than her mother. This school would go on to become Brazil's most prestigious dance academy, known for training generations of young dancers, and classical ballet, who would go on to perform professionally across the world. Almost immediately, Daniela fell in love with ballet big time. She was a natural, she was very good at it,

she had the right build for it and the right temperament. She worked incredibly hard at it. Then at the age of 10, she swapped ballet for jazz, and over the ensuing years, but Daniela grew more and more in love with all kinds of different dance, which led directly to her then developing an interest in theater. She was perfect for musicals. She loved being on stage, love performing.

And at the age of 12, she acted in her first stage production. The creative performing arts had become a major part of her life, and her quest to become a professional performer left very little time for anything else in her life. As a teenager, Daniela had no time for boys, no time for partying, any of that typical stuff. Her life outside of classes at school revolved around spending time with her family,

dance and acting in theater productions. She spent hours training at the dance school every week, and when she wasn't a dance class, she was rehearsing her lines for more theater productions. Between the two, dance captured more of her heart, and at some point as a teen, she decided that her primary goal, goal was to become a professional dancer.

And now, let's back up a couple years, check back in with Mama. As Daniela's talent for performance became more and more apparent to those around her, her mother, Gloria, began taking her first tentative steps towards her own yet-to-be-discovered talent of writing telenovela scripts.

In 1979, Gloria, a recent history graduate, was hired to work as a historical researcher for the telenovela Memories of Love, produced by that big TV-Globo network, where it would also air, a network which was, as we learned earlier, the largest telenovela network in Brazil, if not in the entire world.

In her new job, Gloria Research, what Brazil was like in the late 1800s for the show's art and production team. She shared what she found to help make the telenovelas storylines, costumes, excuse me, and locations feel, you know, accurate to the period. And she fucking loved it. She loved the energy, working on a TV production, loved a lot of the creative people she was working with, and she started to think when it came to the writers,

I could do that. And unlike many others, who I'm sure have thought the same thing, she would be right. And as she continued to begin a career in TV production and watch professional telenovela writers at work, Gloria decided to try her hand writing a spec script. A script she would write on her own initiative, hoping to sell, rather than one she had been hired to write, for Malu Moli, Moli. One of the biggest telenovelas on Brazilian TV at the time. Here is the title to that show. It just translates to Malo the Woman.

Dinosaur Bones Yeah We want to see them Dinosaur Bones Yeah Where can we see them Sorry Of course that's not right

I just really wanted to play that It's been a while I've played that so many times Now when I start with the letter D searching for anything on YouTube It automatically auto fills with dinosaur bones jingle And I don't hate it

Here's the real intro Just a bunch of shots Of one lady Malou She's typing on a typewriter She's doing her makeup and the typewriter She's writing a notebook Oh, she's frustrated walking around by herself

Back to the typewriter More makeup at the typewriter Lipstick on point Extreme close up Doodling in a notebook Oh, biting her nails While in front of the typewriter Putting on more makeup

The show seems to be mostly about typewriters and makeup She's anxious Okay, there you have it. The show is centered around, yeah, Malu, whose progressive ideas led her to leave her sexist abusive husband. She then struggles to raise her teenage daughter on her own while also work in a new job at a research institute.

Right, okay, fair. Sounds like this is something that Glory could write for. You know, Gloria sounds like she serves a lot in common with his character. Obviously, she, you know, wrote a lot of this about herself. Initially, no one wanted to read Gloria's script. No one on the production was willing to give it a look After all, she was not a writer. She was a low-level, barely experienced researcher and production assistant, and nobody in the industry.

But soon she got a very lucky break. And her preparation for such a break turned into a major career-shifting, making, future-shifting opportunity. One day, she happened to meet the daughter-in-law of Jeanette Claire, the reigning queen when it came to writing Brazilian telenovelas in a restaurant. During their conversation, Gloria learned that Jeanette was not feeling well. She was ill. She was getting pretty old. and for the very first time she was looking for an assistant to help her.

Gloria saw an opening an opportunity, she pounced on it. She ran home literally, grabbed the spec script. She had written on that fucking typewriter that was featured in the intro there. And then, you know, brought it back, got it into Jeanette Claire's hands

within hours. And based on whatever, you know, Jeanette thought of it, she got the job. So clearly it was a good script, enough to invite Gloria to become her collaborator and mentee, you know, huge opportunity.

Genet Claire, one of the biggest names in Brazilian TV writing at the time. She had been for years. She was the woman behind the country's Can't Miss 8 p.m. telenovelas known as the magician of 8 p.m. A U.S. Hollywood equivalent of this would be an unknown writer's assistant being asked by the so-called King of sitcoms Chuck Lorry, you know, a decade ago at his peak, to be his mentee. The man behind, you know, hit shows, not really for me, but very popular. The Big Bang Theory, Two and a Half Men, Mom, Young Sheldon, Grace Under Fire, amongst many others. or getting, you know, to be the assistant of Dick Wolf,

the titan of procedural television, creator of the massive law and order in Chicago franchises. So many fucking shows. Had to also mention Dick Wolf because, in part, a legendary dick name doesn't get enough credit. The Wolf of Dicks? So sexual and powerful. I mean, is there a more alpha name than Dick Wolf?

And now before moving forward, while you wonder, could there be a more alpha name than Dick Wolf? I think you're supposed to say it quickly like that too. No pause between the two. Dick Wolf. Let's take today's first of two mid-show sponsor breaks. If you don't want to hear these ads ever again, please sign up to be a space lizard on Patreon.

Help us make monthly charitable contributions, get the entire catalog ad-free, episodes three days early, and more. Thanks for listening to those ads. I hope you heard some deals you liked. And now let's head to 1980. In the early 80s, Gloria would work alongside Jeanette's on the hit telenovela,

I promise, which premiered in 1983. The story follows. Lucas, Kantomaya, highly popular, federal congressman, who's at the peak of his career, preparing to run for a seat in the Senate. Lucas enjoys an immaculate public image

to the voters. He is a man of rigid ethical principles, a dedicated son, dedicated husband, role model, a wonderful father. His life is perfect. He also earns widespread respect for running his social organization

that rehabilitates successfully and reintegrates ex-convicts into society. However, dun, dun, da, this flawless facade hides a series of deeply complicated realities that threaten to implode just as he reaches for higher office, a troubled marriage, affairs, an alcoholic daughter, and a strange dipshit delinquent brother. I, I, milku!

Apparently that's a common Brazilian saying that's roughly equivalent to, Oh, shit! I, meelku! Oh, shit! Except, it translates to, oh, my ass. Or, according to numerous omensual. online translators I used. It literally translates to, oh, my asshole.

And I'm going to think that second one's right, even if it probably isn't. I'm going to think that's the oh shit equivalent down in Brazil. Oh, my asshole! Because I find that to be a very funny exclamation of shock pain or disbelief. Let's try and get that to stick in the American English lexicon, right? Come on. Just start standing around in public. Going forward, I'm going to try and say that a lot.

Oh, my asshole! Anyway, love the opening song and talk. title sequence for I promise. Oh, so many different shots. Black and white. It's more stylized. He's shaken hands. He's politicizing.

He's on the campaign trail. He's shaking hands in a field with a farmer. He's shaking hands in a big gathering. He's kissing a woman's hand now. Now in this next one, he's shaking hands with doctors. He's holding a baby. You got kissed the baby. Now he's shaking hands with prisoners.

Oh, he's meeting everybody. Well, that sweet, sweet jazz-like music plays the beckro. Oh, my asshole, that's good. It was Gloria's first telenovela work. It would be Jeanette Claire's last work, actually. She would pass away during filming. In November of 1983, right after she got Gloria's foot in the door of telenovela writing, glory would continue to be a staff writer for the entire run of, I promise.

Then the next year, 1984, Gloria and Louise would get divorced. There wasn't room in the marriage for two super career-focused people, it seems. speculating they didn't publicly disclose why they got divorced, at least not anywhere I can find. Also in 1984, Gloria co-wrote the telenovela high party alongside Agenado Silva, an Emmy-winning Brazilian telenovela writer who wrote some of the highest-rated telenovelas of the decade. The series followed the lives and struggles with several women in Rio de Janeiro's northern suburbs. She is killing it. Part of the story was set in Encanaro, which at the time had no public.

bus service, according to Perez, quote, there was no transportation there, and we decided to report that. When the soap opera ended, there was already a bus line to the neighborhood. That is fucking awesome. This showed Gloria firsthand, the social power of a telenovela. And to her credit, she would increasingly use that power to tell stories to help change people's lives beyond the screen for the good. However, she did not know at this point that very soon her own work would change her own life in very devastating ways. But for right now, Gloria's career starting to takeoff and things are changing at home. Like I mentioned in 1984, Gloria and Louise, they got divorced. This hit 14-year-old Daniela very hard, as it would almost any teenager, but she would remain close

with both of her parents. Then the following year, Daniela's largely care-free adolescents, previously care-free adolescents, would be tested again. As mentioned, Gloria had channeled some of Brazil's social frustrations into her writing, and now her 15-year-old daughter would confront one of those social frustrations firsthand. In June of 1985, a 14-year-old girl named Monica Granuzzo was approached by a 21-year-old man Ricardo Peshoto outside a Rio nightclub. Monica attended the same school as Daniela. They weren't close friends,

but they were less than eight months apart in age, lived in the same neighborhood as well as going to the same school and definitely knew of each other. That night after a brief conversation, Monica and Ricardo exchanged phone numbers. Then a day or two later, he called, asked the 14-year-old for ice cream.

Fucking creepy. Against her mother's wishes, she agreed to meet up with the 21-year-old. On the day of their date, Ricardo said he had left his jacket back at his apartment. He'd have to go back up to his apartment and grab it. Would she want to come up with him? She hesitated, but then agreed to go with him, believing he truly only intended to collect his jacket, I'm guessing.

Then once inside, Ricardo allegedly cornered Monica and attacked her. Minutes later, she fell to her death from the balcony. The prosecution's theory in the trial that followed was that Ricardo had tried to rape the 14-year-old. And then in a desperate attempt to escape, she tried to climb or jump to a neighboring apartment's balcony, but instead fell seven stories to the playground below and died. Rather than call for help, Ricardo and two friends ran down and hid Monica's body. They moved it. Took it to an abandoned, wooded area.

He was arrested and charged with murder. His trial covered heavily by the press. And as the media coverage intensified, the response soon took a misogynistic turn. Some commentators, of course, began to pick apart her choices. These motherfuckers are always around. Why did she agree to me with him? Why did she go upstairs? Some media reports even mentioned her parents' divorce, as if,

that had something to do with what happened or made her responsible somehow. Who gives a fuck? Why she went with the guy, she was 14, and he was 21. Oh, my asshole! Why to bait a cuck douchebags keep pushing these tired old fucking narratives? Probably because they're fucking rapists. So fucking gross. Yeah, motherfucker had no business inviting a 14-year-old girl to his place.

I want to write a telenovela called The Button Pusher. Every episode, I push a button to start the show. and immediately following me pushing this button, a percentage of the world's population dies. And then the rest of the episode is spent trying to figure out what kind of people I just exterminated, what qualities they had,

with my magical mass death button. Then finally, after 150 episodes, after I've exterminated 150 different types of people, the show spins off into a new telenovela called A Better World. Well, there's not much drama because, you know, everybody that left, you know, I mean, maybe, you know, maybe they're a little traumatized.

by losing so many loved ones over the past 150 days. It's been a lot of death. But also, they're pretty fucking cool people. Pretty fucking cool people. Oh, my asshole. A bunch of protests broke out in response to the gross narrative, a 14-year-old girl getting what was, you know, people thought was coming to her, I guess.

And they multiplied when Ricardo tried to claim her death was a suicide. Daniela, one of the thousands who joined in protests across the city, marching alongside classmates and strangers, holding a banner outside of police station, demanding justice. Less than a decade later, other young women would hold similar banners demanding justice for her. We're not there yet. We're still in 1984.

That same year, Gloria Perez pitched an ambitious project to Globo's top executives. A telenovela story set to tackle subject matter unheard of at the time, the new AIDS crisis. But the suit to Globo found it too controversial. They thought she was a bit nuts for even suggesting such a thing. When Globo passed on the project, Gloria decided to leave the network and she took a job with this rival. Hetchy, Moshechi, who bought her new. show good on her, right? Pretty badass. She then wrote the 1987-88 serial drama Carmen through Carmen, Gloria helped explain to many Brazilians how HIV was actually transmitted through direct contact

with specific bodily fluids from a person with HIV who has a detectable viral load and just as importantly how it was not transmitted such as via witchcraft or through being given it by an angry god, you know, who's punishing you for being a sexually active homosexual because people did believe that shit. Of course they did. Oh my asses. whole fucking so many idiots in this world. Following Carmen's success, Glory was lured back to her former network, Globo. Hell yeah, she was.

Oh, that show we passed on? That was a hit? The one we made fun of you for pitching. No, that we were joking. A big misunderstanding. We love that show. We love you. We love you so much because you are a genius.

Let's work together. We'll pay what you want. Now she had some career leverage. She had the confidence, the track record to prove that her rogue ideas could work. Globo, then greenlit, a new telenovela she wrote called womb for rent, a telenovela about surrogacy. Idea came to Gloria after she read a medical article

about a then little known procedure where a woman could carry an embryo created using another couple's egg and sperm. Glory was fascinated by the complex, emotional dilemma at the center of it. If two women are involved in bringing a baby into the world, which one is the real mother? Let's listen to the title sequence song. I will help you understand what's going on in the show, like the tone of it by translating the Portuguese as best I can into English.

You want to rent my womb Least the space above my puss Sneak your little fetus burglary Right on in there Your baby will be my parasite It'll steal my blood Like an actual vampire It'll treat my body like a rental car

Drive it too hard not leave it like they found it oh my asshole this is crazy is it yours I'm the one growing it in it's my push it will see my nips it will suck

is it mine oh my asshole it is mine oh my asshole it is is mine. Oh my y'ass! Something like that. That's, I feel confident about 80% of that.

So it's good. It's good stuff. It's a good song. Strong writing. Good lyrics. The story followed a young woman who agrees to carry a baby for an infertile couple, only for complicated feelings, jealousy, and a fight over the child to follow. At the time, most Brazilians knew very little about assisted reproduction or surrogacy.

Gloria Shoe to turn a medical breakthrough into a very human story about love and motherhood, becoming one of Globo's most successful and memorable telenovelas to date. Largely because of that telenovela, by 1990, Gloria Perez had become one of Globo's busiest, most recognized telenovela writers. And her daughter, Danielle, meanwhile, also starting to get some serious recognition for her creative talent. Her biggest dream so far had just come true. She was accepted into the prestigious Vasilo Danzo Dance Troop,

an elite group of just 13 dancers who performed at national events, all across Brazil and also overseas. The troop demanded long rehearsals, constant practice, a tendency towards perfectionism. Fortunately, those were standards, which Daniela was more than prepared to meet. Dan, still the things she loved most. It was also what would lead her to her future husband actor,

Haul Ghazala, a telenovela star. At the time, Haul, starring in Hege Moncechi's Japan House, this cabaret-esque telenovela set in 1930s, Rio. Haul played Alex. a charming nightlife loving guy who loved to dance. And one scene called for a tango. And Daniela was brought in to dance opposite him. It was love at first sight for both Daniela and Haul.

During rehearsals, they fell hard and fast for one another. Couldn't take their eyes off each other, and the two would be married within the year. Daniela's guest appearance on that show, I was brief, but it opened another career door for her. Thanks to her dancing skills, thanks to her doing well on her first TV appearance, you know, thanks to being the daughter of one of Brazil's best-known television,

novella writers, I'm sure. She was invited to appear on TV again on a show called surrogacy as a dancer in that telenovelas, another one of her mother's shows in his 12th episode. Daniela's character in surrogacy was a dancer named Clow. Her role originally only intended as a dancing one had very little dialogue with more of a supporting cast part alongside another young woman in her dance troupe or other, you know, numerous other women in her dance troupe. Daniela's character, part of the main character, Clara's wider friendship group, and she acted alongside. Again, characters played by other dancers she knew, so how fun her scenes were filmed at the Copacabana Cafe, a nightclub where much of Clara's story unfolded. Daniela more than happy to have a small dance-focused role. In fact, she preferred it.

She allegedly had little interest at this point in following her mother and a TV and becoming an on-screen superstar. But the media, the public, had other ideas. and August of 1990, shortly before Daniela made her debut, a Brazilian newspaper seemed to predict what was coming, running a brief profile of Daniela under a section called, Keep an Eye on them, people who will get people talking. And the newspaper was right. Daniela quickly stood out.

She just had that star quality about her, in addition to being exceptionally beautiful. Audiences responded extremely positively to Clow and to Daniela herself. So as filming continued in line with the habit of telenovela producers, giving their audiences more of what they want, they expanded her character's role. And as she got more screen time, she started to enjoy the experience of acting more and more.

Acting had never been part of her big plan, as I've mentioned, but she found filming more and more fun. And when filming wrapped and the show ended, her new fan base, they wanted more of her. And before long, Danielle was offered an even bigger opportunity. In April of 1991, she was invited to join the cast of the owner of the world, which was set to air on Globo's most prestigious 8 p.m. time slot,

not one of her mom shows, actually. and now she would take her place alongside some of the biggest stars of Brazilian TV. But still, Daniela didn't really see herself yet as a career actress. I mean, she's only 20 years old. Dan's still her passion, her main job. For the time, she is happy to, you know, possibly dabble in some acting work. But then she realized that accepting this role would mean, at least for the near future, becoming a serious working actress requiring a level of commitment to her craft,

this new craft, that would inevitably pull Daniela away from dance. She agonized over the decision, but in the end, she accepted an invitation to join the telenovela, feeling like it was a more practical decision for her future, even if it meant giving up her beloved position in the Vasilo-danso dance troupe. When asked about the decision, Daniela said, I still dance, but not professionally. Dance demands priority and full-time dedication, so I had to choose. Since a dancer's career is short and financially difficult, I chose acting. I enjoy it. It gives me financial independence and greater recognition, and I can still fulfill. fulfill myself through dance and musicals.

A pretty practical person. According to Daniela's choreographer, Carlotta Portela, she had a great deal of difficulty accepting the invitation. Her fear was that she would not have time left for dance rehearsals, which is exactly what happened. In mid-May of 1991, the owner of the world premiered to Brazilian audiences. The telenovela followed an arrogant plastic surgeon who tried to seduce his employee's fiance on her wedding night.

a shy schoolteacher setting up a high-stakes game of vengeance. He does take her to bed after a lot of intense predatory manipulation, and then she discovers that she's pregnant. Because of that, she is rejected by her husband, and then she loses the baby. And then when she goes out into the jungle to take her own life, she meets a pair of extraterrestrials, and they abduct her, planning on experimenting upon her. But when they hear about what had happened to her,

they take pity on her and agree to help her find and take revenge on the plastic surgeon. However, not easy because it turns out he is also an alien, but a different kind from a race of aliens that destroy the other two aliens' home planet. They then want to destroy him, but now must be very careful for he is a very powerful creature. For example, he can shape shift into a shark, hawk, or jaguar, and also do a very cool supersonic roar that can blow their heads off literally. So getting creative, the shy school teacher agrees to sleep with the surgeon again. He makes love to her, not knowing that he's small. All nuclear bomb has been implanted in her pussy that will detonate the second has come touches it. Then once she has exploded, the aliens put her back together the end.

Oh, my asshole! That is a story. Wow. Edge of your seat stuff. But maybe it wasn't about all that. Maybe it was about everything I said before going to the jungle and meet the aliens. Daniela played the sister of the wife of the plastic surgeon as a newcomer in a cast full of established household names. This is a kind of opportunity that could make or break her acting career. Daniela knew that working alongside trained, experienced actors was a risk. Her lack of formal acting training could quickly become obvious.

She was very stressed out when filming first began. She abandoned her career, right? She abandoned it and dance. Now her future in TV rested on what she made of this big chance. But if she didn't need to worry, she was great. She was gracious, quickly went over her castmates with her warm, thoughtfulness and total lack of ego. Screenwriter Fernanda Young would later say of Daniela, I'm grateful that I knew her.

She would collect my call sheets. I had nothing to do. I was only supporting cast and tell me what time I needed to be at global. Such a unique kindness. She danced all the time. Beautiful. Determined to be the best actress that she could, Danielle, threw herself into acting. She was constantly going to the theater in the cinema,

studying other performers closely, learning whatever she could to improve her own work. She took that shit seriously. She was humble about it, and she improved. Imagine that. And now in a very short span of time, Danielle was already being taken very seriously in the industry. And not because she was a big writer. daughter. But her perfectionism and hard work would take a toll on her. At the beginning of January,

1992, once filming for the owner of the world had ended, Daniela decided to take a break from TV. By this point, she had been on screen for almost the entirety of 17 consecutive months, right? Pretty exhausting. In a little over six months, on her most recent show alone, the owner of the world, that show taped 197 episodes, more than Seinfeld filmed over nine years. Nearly as many these friends taped over 10 years. Telling a novella stars, man, soap opera stars, holy shit, they put in a lot of hours on these projects. Meanwhile, in early 1992, her mother, Gloria, also reaching new career heights. By now, she'd earned enough cloud at Globo to basically write about whatever she wanted. Her next story, the idea came from the waiting rooms of

Sao Paulo's Heart Institute. There, she met some people waiting for transplants and learned that doctors kept recipients and donor families apart for some reason. For some patients, this not knowing became this obsession of, well, who did it come from? What were they like? Why did they die? What was the cause of their death? Glory was fascinated by that, and for, and after six months of research, ready to turn those questions into her next telenovela. On August 3rd, 1992, a week before Daniela would turn 22, her mother's new show, Body and Soul, aired on Global. Once again, like with much of Gloria's previous work, the series shocked and intrigued audiences while bringing attention to another subject that was little understood at the time, organ donation.

The premise was as follows. Two aliens and a werewolf all get their balls blown off when they're attacked by militant winged dolphins from a parallel dimension. But then, they all end up in the same new testicle wing of a transplant hospital in Real de Janeiro. There, they all get two balls each from a six-balled cathood-like monster whose corpse has just washed up on the beach. but then they find out too late that those balls have pieces of the monsters, brain in them, and now. It's brought back to life through being brain transplanted in this trio of living recipients' testicles, sacks, and it is still determined to destroy the world, and so. The aliens and werewolf are now joined in a sort of hive mind, mind-mell situation

and are basically one monster and three ball sacks. Daniela would play a young nurse who falls in love with the werewolf, and trying to convince him to leave his two mind-melded alien partners because she is pregnant with his child. But is it his child? Or is it the child of the giant monster that he got his balls from? Also, he finds out that he and the nurse are siblings separated at birth and also clones. And also have AIDS. That might have been the plot summary.

I can't say with 100% uncertainty. That might have been the plot summary. Or maybe it's this next one. or the show was an unexpected love story in which a judge, a regular human judge, loses his regular human lover and a regular human car crash. Her regular human heart goes to a regular young human named Paloma. He becomes obsessed with finding the woman who received it,

and when he does, the two regular old humans with no monster balls end up falling in love for one another. The drama explored the question, can love be transplanted from one person to another along with the heart? And it was another hit. If the telenovela moved audiences so deeply by presenting donation, not merely as the end of one person's life, but as the possibility of a new life

for somebody awaiting the transplant. And once again, it resulted in positive real world change. Sao Paulo states, Oregon Donation Center, which typically received about 40 phone calls a month from people interested in registering as donors began receiving about 50 calls a day for the same purpose after the telemovella aired on TV screens around the country.

And that's so fucking cool. Hail Nimrod. So many good people in this world, right? It can feel like there isn't if you watch enough for the news, if you're on social media enough. But there's a lot of bad people, but also so many good people in the world.

By the time the show was set to begin airing, Daniela was rested back on her feet. She was also a familiar face with a lot of people who watched telenovelas. So when the global network began casting for body and soul, Daniela was offered a role. I doubt it hurt that it was her mom's show and her mom had tremendous clout,

but also she really was loved by audiences. And that was on her entirely. She played Yasmin, the sister. of Paloma, the protagonist who receives the heart transplant. The casting decision would initially raise some eyebrows. Some critics would accuse the production of nepotism, but they would get the fuck over that when she was again great. Unfortunately, that criticism did probably add fuel to a fire burning inside of one of

Daniela's very unstable co-stars. Let's meet that unstable co-star now and his unstable wife and future co-defendant. Right after today's second and two mid-show sponsor breaks. Thanks for listening to those sponsors. heard some deals you liked. Now let's meet Daniela's co-star, his wife and future co-defendant. In November of 1969, when backing up, Guillermo de Padua, born in Bello Horizonte, a city surrounded by mountains in Brazil's southeastern Minas Gerais state, a state commonly known as the Land of the Machos, at least at that time. So a place with a large concentration of

douchebacks. Here, if a man sleeps around with other women, it is a sign. of masculinity, said Elaine Matuzino, a policed woman in Bello Horizonte, but if a woman is an adulteress, it is a different story. She pays with her life. Oh, my asshole. According to a Time Magazine 1990 article, over the past two decades prior to 1990, the murder or beating of women by their husbands or boyfriends was so common an occurrence that a man's defense of his honor became a popular and tolerated legal defense. It's fucking insane. Yeah, yeah, I killed her. I mean, she just respected me. I heard she was out flirting with some, you know, dude at a bar while I was at home, fucking her sister.

What was I supposed to do? And then the judge could be like, well, I see your point. I see your point. I mean, you know, you're a cool guy who could obviously sleep with whoever he wants to, and she should respect that. So, I mean, you are guilty of murder. But how about six months for that? How does that sound? National murder statistics are not tracked by sex in Brazil for, you know, many years.

But according to Officer Montezino in Bello Horizonte, a city of 1.5 million people back then at least two dozen women were killed every year by husbands or boyfriends, and that's just the ones that were reported. She added that most of the assailants were never convicted, saying, regardless of the real reason she was killed, the man's defense is always the same. She was seeing somebody else. Pathetic that that defense would even be entertained at all for any reason. What a fucking terrible message to send women. In a story published by the Brazilian Entertainment magazine Conchico, aka With You, and later archived on the website Gloria made for her daughter, Danielle, Perez.B.R. It was claimed that Gailermi de Padoa's grandfather, a farmer, was strongly linked to

several killings in a Mina, oh my gosh, in the Mina Jurez town of Dam Zawang. Local residents, this little town, apparently connected the old farmer to at least three women's deaths, something of an open secret. He was killing. So having no respect for women, being willing to kill them for any perceived disrespect, that's the culture. Gellermi grew up in. important to understand that to help understand what kind of guy he was, how he justified what he later did. Dude could not handle feeling like he had been disrespected by a woman. Or, you know, two women, you know, a woman and her mother. Despite all that, Guillermo raised in an upper class, intellectual household for the area,

youngest of four children born to a retired university professor and a homemaker. As a kid, he started acting in a local theater. And as soon as he graduated from high school, he set off to try his luck as a famous actor. Desperate to make it big, Guillermo did not get any acting gigs when he first made it to Rio. On his early 20s, his first performance job was to work as a male stripper in Night of the Leopards. Think of the Chippendales or Thunderdown Under, but with boners, but with full on check on my boner. Not kidding. More on that in a bit. The group was a big deal in late 1980s, 1990s, Rio, a male erotic review that became hugely popular with both women

and gay men, played at Sina, Alaska, in Rio South Zone, was run by the trans performer and producer Eloina Dos Iio Pardos This job would later become A source of shame For this macho dude For the rest of his life

Gailami would fiercely And I Having anything to do With Night of the Leopards But multiple people Including Eloina herself and several of his stripper colleagues

confirmed that he Was in fact a member of this troop Apparently the leopards took things far Again the Chippendales Or the Thunderdown under Not only would they

Get fully naked on stage Not only would they flap their dicks around but they would also, part of the show would be showing off their boners. You know, their erect penises. Full hard Monty. Not sure if they pop pills to get hard

or if they would just like beat off on stage or backstage or what. Maybe they suck to each other's dick. I don't know. But commitment to the act, however it was. Commit to the performance. That part of the job might have embarrassed Guillermo because he was apparently self-conscious

about his dick's eyes. Iloena said that, quote, he was very self-conscious because he was very handsome in the face but not in the body. He was bothered by that. In the end, of course, he would get an erection

like everyone like everyone else. You know, it's fucking another day of the office. Yeah, of course. Yeah, you got a bone nose. It's part of the job.

But there was also the thing about his small penis, which also bothered him. Why did he not want to get naked? Ah, he's a little self-conscious about his belly, about not having muscles, his tiny penis.

Fucking love it. Right after his brief job as a stripper, Guillermo, appeared in 1989's Via Apia. I don't know why I'm saying it with that exit now because it's a German movie. It was a German erotic film. Via Appia!

I don't know how you say it. It's a German erotic film, though, about Frank, an HIV-positive flight steward in Germany who travels to Rio to track down Mario, whom he had a one-night stand with. Gailermi hired to play a male sex worker appearing in scenes filmed in Monsanasana's in Rio, his first on-screen credit,

and he might have been more prepared to play that role, than his co-stars were aware of. Ghalermi allegedly had used the night of the leopard performances to try and make extra money on the side as a jigolo, approaching audience members after the show, trying to get them to pay him to have sex with him. In later interviews on a Brazilian talk show,

one of the show's producers said of Galehmi, he was ambitious, yes, so ambitious that he did what he did. He was a male escort, a jigolo. It's obvious. Everyone knows. There's no point hiding it anymore. It didn't happen here inside the theater, but when they went out. his night of the leopard's work

also led to his wife, Paola. Paola Nogera Paola Nogera de Almeida born in Rio de Janeiro, July 7th, 1973, so four years younger than him. According to daniela Perez.B.R., paula, for her part, the only, for her part,

was the only and spoiled daughter of a journalist who never worked as a journalist and a social security inspector. A little put down there. other sources suggest her family's wealth came not from her parents making money but from old money old real estate holdings across coca bana this big area of nice hotels beautiful homes

and the beach in Rio there in the super desirable area she allegedly grew up very rich and very spoiled her ex-boyfriend one of them later told an interviewer for HBO's brutal pack this five-part docu-series and all this that she was extremely impulsive and melodramatic he said that when he finally tried to break up with her and the relationship sick of her demanding diva behavior

she tried to throw herself in front of a bus and he managed to grab her just in time. As a teenager, Paolo was known to go to the night of the leopards to, quote, hunt for young men. Did she hate her? She would take an interest in one, take him home, offer him meals, a car, clothes, gifts, gradually fold him into the family

until he could not take her bratty ways anymore and bounced. Well, one of those young men was Guillermo. So apparently she didn't hate his boner. She saw his boner, she's like, he'll do. And he was willing to put up with certain behavior of hers, apparently because he was so desperate for money and fame. Getting involved with Paola seemed like a shortcut to all that. So they

started dating. Almost immediately, Paola started frequenting night of the leopards more and more often and causing a lot of drama at her boyfriend's workplace. She ended up getting banned from the venue. After throwing bottles and threatening other women, she thought were too friendly with Galeh while he was performing. She's

unstable. Glearmie and Paola were a match made in hell. They apparently brought out the worst in each other. Then in 1991, two years after his nude, Bonerd dancing and that small role in a German erotic film, Gilairemi landed a more mainstream acting gig, his first. In a live show called Blue Jeans, this hit musical, directed by the major Brazilian theater director, Wolf Maya.

The show followed a group of male sex workers. He's already been typecast, clearly, men whose lives are transformed after the death of one of their colleagues. Not a huge on-stage role, but Galeh, Glearmi quickly made himself a much bigger presence backstage, and not in a good way. He allegedly pissed off pretty much all his kids. cast members. He would antagonize them, getting into some fights, always just so desperate to be

the center of attention. One cast member later told HBO, Gailami was kind of over the top, a bit out of his mind. Another cast member talked of a rehearsal that turned aggressive. Gleermy, quote, was playing a policeman, so he would arrest me. He had to hit me. But it was rehearsal, and he punched me on set. It was in my throat that caused a huge argument. I even thought I was going to have some kind of problem with my voice. According to Wolf Maya, Galeh, Galeh, left Blue Jeans almost as soon as he landed a small role in a telenovela we have already heard of, Body and Soul, starring alongside Rising Telenovela star Daniela Perez, the big break he'd been waiting for. Galermi was selected out of a pool of rising actors who had supposedly been previously screened or vetted by the global

network. Body and Soul's director, Roberto Talma, ultimately chose him after watching audition tapes, brought him by the casting director, you know, casting for telenovelas, just like casting in general, largely based on the actor's audition and resume, you know, not in their personal life. These people weren't, you know, really vetted in that regard, something that would later bother, you know, Gloria Perez. While Perez would later be criticized for casting, Gailme, as she would tell HBO's brutal pact documentarians, she had no involvement in his casting. You know, she was the show's creator, but casting was handled by the director and the casting team. Yeah, absolutely. There are so many misconceptions about how a show gets made and who does what.

Even from people who I've noticed who are like cinefiles, who watch a ton of films, there's a huge huge team responsible for productions like this. And while one person is ultimately the show is, you know, boss in a sense, the showrunner, they don't make every decision, not even close to that. There's network execs above them, you know, production execs. Also, they don't have time. They have department heads. They're checking in with people in charge of building sets, casting the actors,

dressing the cast, scoring the scenes, writing the scenes, etc., etc., etc. And since Gloria was in charge of writing and the overall production for a show that kicked out 185 episodes in just seven months, six episodes a week, she did not have time to personally cast everybody and vet cast members. That's fucking crazy for anyone to expect that. As soon as he landed the role in Gloria's telenovela, Gilmermy, done with blue jeans. He considered the stage merely a stepping stone, nothing more,

and now that something bigger had come along, he just burned that bridge. Saw no reason to be polite about it, which says a lot about his character. According to director Wolf Maya again, Galermi sent him a letter that said, I can't be here anymore. I'm going to become a different kind of person. Now it's my turn to succeed.

I can't show my ass in blue jeans anymore because my ass will be worth a lot. Oh, my asshole. Classy dude. Wolf Maya, so furious at Galermi's attitude that he tore the letter up, later he wished he hadn't, because he felt like it revealed something important

about the kind of person Galermi was, right? Vane, narcissistic, power hungry. Glehermi and Paola married in 1992. when he was 23 and she was 19. According to HBO's brutal pact, the marriage was thought of by many in hindsight as, you know, a marriage of convenience

for Glemy, a strategic move, more than a romantic one. Paola again came from money, a wealthy family. You know, marrying her certainly helped him advanced socially and professionally. Their relationship became more and more intensely possessive. And while Gleermi and Paola's lives grew more chaotic,

filled with, you know, at any cost, ambition, jealousy, and conflict, Daniela's life seemed to be peacefully moving along in the opposite direction. For her, everything's falling into place pretty calmly and nicely. Her marriage is going great.

Her new show, Body and Soul, premieres August 3rd, 1992. Now starring in her third telenovela Daniela, you know, becoming increasingly at ease in front of the camera. She loved playing Yasmin. And once again, as the episodes went on, viewers liked Yasmin more and more and more.

Although Daniela technically only playing a supporting cast member, she appeared on three Amiga magazine covers in the second half of 1992, far more than any of her co-stars that had larger roles. It was clear to everybody in the industry that she was destined for big leading roles

in the very near future. Currently, viewers were turning in to find out who would win Yasmin's heart. Yasmin's romantic life becoming a major focus of body and soul. One of her on-screen suitors was Bira, played by Gilhermi. Yasmin caught in a love triangle

between Beirah and another character, Kyo, and the producers had intended for Kayo to win this love triangle. They intended that before Gilarmi was ever cast as Bira. Beaver's role had only ever been written originally as a way to introduce tension between Yasmine and Kayo, her true love and the man she would ultimately end up with. But as filming went on, Gailami, of course, grew more and more attached to his role, thinking the small role was his ticket to big stardom and to Bira and Yasmin's fictional relationship.

The first sign of this came during their first kiss scene. As common with most telenovelas scenes, it had to be shot over and over, right, from different angles. Gailme could be overheard saying at one point, they can make us repeated as many times as they want. It is a pleasure for me. Then over the following weeks, his behavior began to make the cast and crew uncomfortable. He openly pushed for more airtime, was irritated

when he felt like his character was not being given enough dramatic arcs. He watched other actors scenes, especially Danielas, with a hawk-like, jealous intensity. Dude was fucking nuts. This is wildly inappropriate onset behavior. Great way to end up with a very short career. He was not humble. He was not a team player.

The said grew noticeably more tense when he was around. It got even worse with the arrival of his wife, Paola, who then she starts fucking turning up on set, which is absurd. Her fixation seemed to be solely on Daniela. The moment the director called Cut, Paola would rush straight to her husband's side, then shoot Daniela death stares.

So insecure and jealous. I can't believe they didn't write this guy out of the show immediately. I mean, I bet they wanted to, but they didn't want him to, you know, ruin any previously planned plot lines. Like most telenovelas, episodes of Body in Seoul filmed about two weeks before they aired. So by early November of 1992,

Guillermo already knew what the audience did not regarding where his character, Beera's story, was heading nowhere. You know, pretty much off the show. Daniela and Beera were breaking up. Gailami took this personally, which is insane. He saw Beirah losing Yasmine is bad for his career,

believing that if Bira and Yasmin were to become the show's main couple, he and Daniela would become closely linked in the public's mind, ideally even as Brazil's next on-screen sweetheart. right Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie type shit All pure delusion Audience did not give a fuck about this guy Not really I mean he had some fans you know

In the way that like oh my god You're on the show that I like Oh I'm seeing a character from a show I like But he was not the star Daniela was and he fucking hated that Also the producers owed him nothing Right he had auditioned for a small role And he got more than he was owed for that role

Because of Daniela's searching popularity And now he was about to you know Cut off from writing her be cut off from riding her coattails any longer and he just couldn't handle that. His onset behavior grew worse and worse and was starting to freak Daniel out. She mentioned to her mother that during a scene in which Beera had to grab Yasmin in a moment of passion, Gilairemi had held her by far more forcefully than the scene called for. She had brushed off similar behavior previously, as he was known to overreact and perform,

especially melodramatically, but others on set were starting to notice that he was becoming a real problem. Gelermi's behavior got so bad, word of it started to leak out from the set and into the papers. A report suggested he'd been pressuring Daniela to ask her mom to rewrite Bera's storyline. Sure seems like that's exactly what he did. But Daniela was firm about keeping her mother-daughter relationship separate from her professional one. On set, Glory was not her mother. She was the head writer of the telenovela. And Daniela felt it was important to honor that boundary. And also, I'm sure she was starting to hate this motherfucker and just wanted his meddling ass gone. Of course, she's not going to fight for him to have more time.

Daniela confirmed on-step problems before her death in an interview with the tabloid. Setting aside, her usual restraint, she admitted that there was some truth to reports about what had been happening without mentioning Galearmi by name, but everybody knew it was him. When a journalist said some actors in the cast are unhappy with the direction their characters have taken, are you? And she answered, sometimes actors do complain. And that happens in every tell novella. Then they asked, but have you been unhappy with the direction of your own character? And she answered, that is not my role. I do not have to choose my character's path.

It is even a message I would give to those who complain. It is not an actor's job to decide where their character goes. There is someone paid to write. I am not saying this just because it is my mother's telenovela. I mean it about any writer. Yeah, I'm sure that Galeramy read that, knew it was about him and was not happy. Later, more would come to light about Galeramy's bizarre behind-the-scenes behavior. He started openly polling the cast and crew about what they felt should happen between

Bira and Yasmin. Just ridiculously inappropriate. That delusional fuck was too arrogant to realize that all this was doing was making his situation much worse, right? He was just burning bridges. Had he not become a murderer, he certainly would have never been a star, right? He could have been a working actor if he would have had a better attitude, but had a terrible attitude.

He would have very quickly earned a reputation as being difficult to work with, not worth problems he created on set. And he would just been done. When Bera's storyline did not go the way he wanted, he would cry like fucking legit cry on set, like he's a fucking toddler. He harassed Daniela, following her around, acting hostile, one moment, pleading with her gently the next. Naturally, Daniela started to avoid him like the plague.

And then one day leading up to his dreaded breakup scene, Gilemy came into work to find out that his remaining scenes had been reduced. But it actually wasn't because Gailami had been causing so many problems. According to Gloria Perez, she had written a storyline in true telenovela fashion in which Beera had been kidnapped. The story arc included Brazil's new anonymous crime reporting service. But after Gloria had delivered the episodes, Roberto Marino, head of Globo, stepped in. He rarely interfered with telenovela storylines, but he put his foot down with this one and said,

no, we will not have any kidnapping content on the show, in part due to a request for that by Rio's civil police. Kidnapping was a real problem in Brazil. The police were worried the storyline was going to make it worse. Crazy how much cultural sway the show held. Gloria now had to very quickly rework six episodes worth of material in a single night. and in the big reshuffle, Beera was cut entirely from two episodes, and he was fucking livid.

In his head, he concocted a fantasy scenario, you know, of what had led to this. Nepo baby Daniela had gone running to mommy about the harassment that he was supposedly giving her, but not really, and then Gloria cut his scenes to punish him. And now fuck them both. He was so mad, he couldn't sleep right for weeks, which soon only made him even more erratic and short-tempered.

He simply could not accept the obvious. that he was not important to the show. Not about you, dude. Tele-novelas, change romantic storylines all the time. They do not run forever. Love triangles, breakups, last-minute twist, standard ways of keeping viewers hooked, keeping ratings high during these shows

relatively short runs. But Glearmie, not a rational person. He was convinced something nefarious was afoot in his mind, Daniela and her mom pulling strings behind the scenes, conspiring to not just cut him from this show, but now to, quote, ruin his career. in early he doesn't fucking have a career yet in early mid-December of 1992 while he plotted for a way to get back on screen galarmy tried to cash in on his current fleeting fame he traveled to salpalo to do a run of paid nightclub appearances doesn't seem that he showed his boner but he spent a week party meeting fans posing for clothed photos before returning back to rio for what he had spent months dreading filming bera a nyesmin's breakup scene with daniela on december 28 1992 the day of the shoot daniela peyla Perez woke up at around 9.30, had a light meal with her husband that morning,

packed a wad of cash in her bag worth about $6,000 U.S. dollars for a new car she was going to buy. A car she was so excited to buy, right? She's making great money. Life is good. Meanwhile, soon to be unemployed, Gilaami's plane has just touched down in Rio de Janeiro. Daniela headed to the studio to film her solo scenes that day. Since his scenes with Daniela were scheduled to be filmed much later in the day, Galearmi spent most of the day free. He had most of the day free. He started the day planning to take his wife, Paola, to a prenatal appointment. By this point, she was four months pregnant, but they ran late. So they said, fuck it. They skipped the appointment. When instead to a bar a shopping, this big local mall, yeah,

fuck that baby. It'll be fine. Let's just shop instead. The mall's electronic system recorded the Volkswagen Santana. Galermi was driving a car belonging to Paolo's father, actually, entering at 2.19 p.m. parking garage. The husband and wife had planned to grab lunch at McDonald's, but once there, Galeh got a lot of attention from fans, which made his wife. Paola jealous. The three fans who took photos with him later told the newspaper Odia that he seemed nervous and on edge. Maybe he was due to the lack of sleep,

maybe Guillermo had something else on his mind, something he was plotting to do later. As was often the case, Paola jealous over the attention, some female fans were showing her husband, caused a big scene, demanded they leave. She's fucking nuts. So after buying sandwiches and some breaded chicken,

Paola and Guillermo then left the Shafi Mall at 3.22 p.m. They ate their lunch outside, away from prying eyes and adoring fans. after their meal. Galearmi then drove to Tycoon Studios where the show was filmed. He went immediately to the makeup department where the artist supplied concealer

under his eyes, which were, you know, blackened from fatigue, from his weekend clubbing in Sao Paulo. On set, Glearmie was noticeably agitated and he followed Daniela around and he was seen slipping her three different hand-written notes. What they said, no one will ever know, sadly.

Daniel had never told a soul. And the notes themselves disappeared. One of her makeup artists said Daniela seemed close to breaking that day. telling her at one point, quote, I can't take it anymore. Later that evening, it was finally time to film Beira's last scenes,

including the breakup scene. The episode was scheduled to air January 13th, 1993. According to the episode's director, Fabio Sabag, Gilairemi's performance that day was actually, quote, surprisingly good. Fabia was actually so impressed that he wondered why Gailami,

who was usually prone to very melodramatic, very over-the-top acting even for a telenovela, had never acted with such subtle realism before. According to Galearmy's later memoir, he believed his performance that night could still change the direction of the telenovela. Of course that fucking delusional fuck, believe that. Galearmi filmed his first two scheduled scenes in just six minutes.

With 11 scenes involving other cast members before he was due back on set, he had time to leave and returned before filming his final scene. At around 7.30 p.m., the studio's parking system, log Galearmie's Volkswagen's antenna, leaving the lot, then returning shortly before the next scene. Sometime after he came back,

But before he left for the night, a cameraman passed his parked car, saw a large, unusual shape in the back seat, took up the entire seat covered by a white sheet. Could have been maybe like a body, maybe his wife hiding back there. Back in the studio, Ghalermi and Daniela, they film a scene in which, you know, Beirah brings Yasme in a commitment ring. She rejects him twice. First, she refuses the ring. Second, she refuses and ends the relationship altogether. When the camera stopped, Galeemmy broke down in tears and sobbed in front of everybody. Awkward as fuck.

According to witnesses on set, he then violently punched something. What he punched wasn't said, maybe a wall, maybe a door. The guy's a fucking hothead. Filming wrapped around 9 p.m. The casting crew trickled out of the studio into the parking lot. Outside a handful of fans were waiting to meet the cast. One of them was 12-year-old Marcela Nunez, who asked for photos with both Daniela and Galeemi, who both signed autographs and posed for photos.

Decades later, Marcella interviewed by HBO and said that Daniela seemed pale, nervous, and on edge that night, looking over her shoulder. After saying goodbye to the fans, Gailami, Daniela, the rest of the cast, headed to their individual cars. Delarmie left ahead of Daniela.

Less than an hour later, a former lawyer named Hugo da Silvera, was driving home to his condo in Barada, Tezuka, an upscale beachside suburb of Rio. He had left the city years earlier for a quieter life running a small guest house in the coastal town of Porto Seguro. Then he was back in Rio for the holidays visiting family where he owned a city home, a condo.

As Hugo's driving to the condo, he decides to take a shortcut. Soon, up ahead, he sees two cars parked beside a vacant lot. Ford Escort and front, Volkswagen Santana behind it. Something about that felt off to Hugo. He was concerned about why two cars he didn't recognize from the neighborhood, you know, what they were doing there, parked in an area so isolated, dark, and dangerous. recently there had been a burglary nearby so Hugo wondered if this was related to maybe another robbery

as a former lawyer. He had developed this habit of when he saw something suspicious involving vehicles. He would write down the license plate numbers. So he turned his car around, drove past the cars, slowly scribbling down their numbers. As he passed, his headlights flashed into one of the cars illuminating it bright enough that he could see

who was inside, a young woman with dark, long hair and a round face. Later, back at his condo, Hugo told his family and neighbors what he had seen. At first, they wondered whether it might simply have been a couple looking for some privacy, right? Maybe having sex in the car. But the more they thought about it, the stranger, it seemed. And eventually they decided to call the police reporting a possible robbery. Hearing the report over the radio, two nearby police officers headed to the scene.

When they arrived, one of the two cars, the Ugo had seen that was gone. Only the escort remained. Inside that car, one officer found documents that showed that the car belonged to a well-known actor, Daniela Perez's husband, Haul Gazala. Meanwhile, the other officer ventured into the dense, unlit scrubland to have a look around, and that's when he found Daniela Perez's bloody, lifeless body lying face down in the dirt.

Forensic testing would later reveal that she had been stabbed 18 times with most of the wounds concentrated around her heart with several more to her neck. And she had been stabbed so viciously, so deeply, so many times that her heart was fully exposed to the elements. Motherfuckers had almost carved her heart out of her chest. so much rage. There were signs that her body

had been dragged to where it was found. The souls of her sneakers suggested that she hadn't walked there herself. Her wedding ring was missing. So were her handbags. So was that $6,000 in cash

she'd been carrying around hoping to pay for that car. First glance looked like it could have been a robbery, but a lot of violence for robbery and some odd details the cops couldn't make sense of. Like there was no defensive wounds.

No signs that Daniela had fought back. And despite the severity of the stabbing Institute of Legal Medicine listed the cause of death as acute anemia caused by massive blood loss, but investigators found no blood at the scene and not a bunch of blood all over her body. So where had all that blood gone? Later that night after Daniela's body was found,

detectives traced the caller who had reported the cars. They found his address, knocked on the door, waking asleep in Hugo at his condo. He was a potential eyewitness to a murder and they needed to know exactly what he had seen. Thankfully, otherwise this case may have never been solved. This was an era before the proliferation of surveillance, cameras and smartphones after all, Hugo had written down both cars license plates and the plate

for the missing vehicle was OM-1115. Police checked the vehicle records from Tycoon, the studio warden Daniela, had been last seen, but could not find an exact match, but did notice a very suspiciously close registered plate, driven that day by Guillermo de Padua, right, LM115 instead of OM, just one letter off. Meanwhile, much of the cast and crew from Body and Soul had gathered to the police station, including both Gailermi and his wife, Paula. Gailermi embraced Daniela's husband, Aul, and offered his condolences saying,

stay strong, man, I'm here. Fuck you, you gross motherfucker. Behind the scenes, police were following up the lead. Hugo had given them. The next morning, they swooped in, arrested Gailermi. He was questioned for seven hours, and at first he denied having anything to do with Daniela's death. Also tried to convince the police officer interviewing him

that it was just a robbery gone wrong. After all, Daniel's cash, handbag, wedding ring, all gone. But then investigators figured out that the plate of him, the car spotted the scene was doctored. A strip of black tape was what turned the L into an O. Investigators laid it out for him now. The doctorate plate put his car at the scene of the crime and clearly he was trying to hide that.

Now Galehmi gets nervous. And his detectives moved in and out of the room. He invents a new story. Once his lawyers get there, one lifted straight out of the movie Fatal Attraction, which was that Daniela had been pursuing him, had been harassing him, demanding that he leave his pregnant wife. she was an honorless woman who was disrespecting him and his family

so you know whatever happened to her well she deserved it just like those women who got killed for shit like that back where he grew up that night according to Galehmi Daniela had practically forced him to follow her to that isolated spot typically used as a dumping ground

Galearmi followed her reluctantly not wanting to be rude because he was such a nice and classy guy he told the officers you know he followed her despite the fact that his loving pregnant loyal wife had been waiting for him for many hours at bar of shopping.

Once at the isolated spot, Daniela then, according to Galermi, began to cry uncontrollably. He opened the glove department of his car to get her a tissue, right? To console her, but at that exact moment, Daniela saw a pair of scissors in his glove box, and she grabbed him.

And before he could stop her, that fucking wild banschey lunged at him, screaming, I'm going to end your life. I'm going to kill your wife and your future son. Uh-huh. It was at that moment that Galeh me grabbed the scissors and in self-defense, stabbed Daniela 18 fucking times

almost cutting her heart out Oh my asshole That doesn't sound remotely believable Galeromy would later claim in his memoir His lawyers had helped to make up that story Helped him make it up That they sat in with him in the room And they all worked on it together

Gloria Perez would later criticize those lawyers For lending their names to smearing Daniela There was more to this crazy story This next deal is pretty fantastic And would attempt to be an attempt to prove to prove his devotion to his wife and explain why Danielle's alleged threat sent him into a rage Gilairemi offered to show the investigators, right,

these cops, these detectives, a tattoo of his wife's name that he had on his dick. Oh, my asshole, that's wild. Yeah, nothing demonstrates romantic devotion like tattooing your partner's name on your cock. He's coming across is very stable. Also, good thing, her name only had five letters

based on what we heard earlier about his dick. If she was Esmeralda, not powerful. Paula, well, you would have been in trouble. Would it have to go with initials. Sometime during questioning, Gailami, asked authorities for a phone call. He begged them, please, I'm confessing, but I need to call my wife.

She's pregnant. She's worried. They granted him this call. And then within earshot, that dumb motherfucker told her, quote, My love, don't worry, I'm taking the blame for everything. Prior to that phone call had not even occurred to the police that Paola might also be involved. So now they pay her a visit.

The news broke on December 29th about this. It was everywhere on its own. Daniela's death, just one of nearly 4,000 murders in Rio de Janeiro that year, but this one stopped the whole country. The same day, President Fernando Carlo de Mello, resigned in the middle of his impeachment over a massive corruption scandal, but that news overshadowed by Daniela's murder. Every network led its evening news with a story about her. Her name filled the front pages, and the story carried far beyond Brazil, running in the New York

Times, running in papers across South America and beyond. Then less than 48 hours after Daniela's murder, Gloria. learned about an alarming hole in the nation's justice system. One of many. In Brazil at this time, killing someone did not necessarily mean that you would stay in prison. Excuse me, under Brazilian law, 1992, the accused had the right to await trial in total freedom, and a trial could be postponed almost indefinitely. All it took was good lawyers who knew how to work the loopholes, worked the system,

stretched an endless string of appeals. In the case of Maristala, Juist, it had taken 21 years for her killer and husband to be brought to justice. fucking 21 years they delayed her husband and killers trial. So despite the overwhelming evidence against him, Guillermo was released. Oh, my asshole. That is crazy Brazil. Galearmi and Paola would eventually end up in jail as they waited for their trial.

But not because they'd murdered, you know, Gloria's daughter. The judge would have them locked up because he came to believe that their lives were in danger. If they remained on the streets due to all the fans of Daniela who wanted to fucking kill them, you know, that wasn't good. But before all of that happened, still needed to find Paola, sit her down, ask her some very serious questions. When they arrived their family home,

Paula's mom did everything she could to stop them from going into her daughter's room. She argued, she delayed, she pleaded. But the police got in. They found Paola, who initially denied everything. She told officers she had spent hours and hours wandering around that shopping center that night. Nope.

Police had already investigated that possibility. No one had seen her there when she said she was there. She also had no record of buying anything there. And she told them she bought some stuff. So she fucked up. Then one of the detectives leaned in and told her that Galerme had already confessed. They knew everything.

Now her story changed, and she confessed. According to the officer's present, Paola admitted to the following. She said she went to the vehicle's glove compartment where she took a screwdriver and struck Daniela with it. Since the screwdriver did not penetrate her body, she returned to the car to get a pair of scissors

that were also in the glove compartment. The investigator then asked Paola whether she had struck Daniela with his scissors. She replied that she did not remember that detail as everything at that moment went dark in her mind, only becoming clear again when she remembered seeing Galearmi dragging Daniela's body

into the bushes and delivering several blows to her there with the scissors. So brutal. However, before Paola could sign a confession statement her dad came home, told her do not sign anything.

Then he called his lawyers. While police took Paolo away to the station, her father said about making sure she had the best legal representation money could buy in Rio. Down to the station, Paolo's lawyer, lawyers convinced the police chief

to wait until the next day to try and take her statement again. She was pregnant, exhausted, not well enough to be questioned. The chief gave in, gave her the night off, basically. Then the next day, Paola denied that any confession had taken place at all. The police were lying. Without a sign statement, investigators said they had little choice but to let her go.

And she went to go stay with her aunt. Meanwhile, the witnesses who wrote down the license plate numbers, or that witness, Hugo, identified Paola from photos as the round-faced a dark-haired woman that he had seen in the passenger seat that night. After that, Galermi stopped talking. The day after Daniela's funeral, Gloria's phone rang, the caller wanted to stay anonymous, but they had an important message for her. They told her if Gloria wanted to know what had happened to her daughter,

the night she was killed, she needed to go to the Alvarada gas station near Tycoon Studios. Gloria immediately reported that to the police. The police went there to investigate. They found nothing, but the employees were acting weird. They said they didn't know shit, but they seemed nervous. Oh, my asshole. Over the following days, more information trickled in through,

that pointed to that gas station as a real point of interest because after Daniela and Galehmi left the studio, both of them had been followed by two different cars, apparently. Earlier that night,

after those two kids had taken some photos with Daniela, or after some kids, had taken photos with Daniela and Gleermo. They begged their dad to follow Galearmi's car.

He resisted at first, but finally gave in, right? They're just kids excited to follow their favorite star, and they trailed him until he pulled over at that gas station.

Same one where Gloria had been tipped off to go, like at a shoulder right before it. when Galehmi stopped, the children begged again to pull over to, but their dad refused. He decided to keep driving and take them straight home. So what happened at the gas station? Gloria Perez, like many mothers of missing children in Brazil, dealing with what most felt

like was a very slow, corrupt, and ineffective police force, took matters into her own hands to find out. Man, good on her. Hail Nimrod. She recruited some friends to help. Together, they all drove down to the gas station, where Danielle pulled over for gas. The night she was killed because the people saw her there too. Nobody wanted to talk about it, but seemed like they knew something.

There was no record of Daniela being there, though, no official record. But Gloria found out that the station had removed Daniela's receipt, sent it to another gas station, presumably to cover for the missing amount, money and amount. Why would they do this? Gloria asked the manager who had been working that night, what's going on. And sorry if some of this is a tiny bit clunky translating most of the sources are in Portuguese for this one. So they write things very differently. And it sometimes comes across a little clunky. Gloria asked the manager.

I massaged it the best I could, but still. Glory asked manager, who had been working that night, the night of her daughter's death. What's going on? He says nothing. She asked for the employee law. He pulls out a book, but the pages for the night Daniela died were ripped out. The entire shift working that night of Daniela's Miller, all the information about it had been ripped out. Thrown away, whatever.

What the fuck? Glory and a friend then drove all over the area, going house to house, asking people, you know, if they knew anything. Do you know anybody who works at that local gas station? Right? They're going door by door. Finally, some woman points to the house. near her at a house near and says, yep, there's a kid who lives there with a stutter who does work at that gas station. So Gloria goes over, she knocks, a woman opens the door. Gloria begs her,

please, I need to talk to your son and the woman slams it on her face. Glory does not give up. She will go on to sit on that porch for hours, you know, begging through the door over and over, please, I'm not going to give up. She starts slipping notes under the door, please. She starts slipping photos of Daniela under the door. Please help me. Please help me find my dollars killer, kill her. eventually the woman's guilt becomes too much. She feels badly for Gloria. She's a mother too. Can't imagine what glory is going through.

So she relents, invites her in. She calls out for her son Flavio. This woman, Donna Dajimar, would later tell an HBO docu-series producer that she was terrified of the killers. That's why she didn't want to talk. She was afraid that if they did this to somebody as famous as Daniela,

what would they do to her? What would they do to her son? No one wants to be a target for snitching. You know, people get killed for that. Her son, Flavio, 18 or 19 in the time, reluctantly agreed to tell Gloria what he had seen that night. He said that he and his co-workers had watched Daniela drive in and get her car serviced. Then, when she was about to pull out, another car slammed forward, cut her off before she could exit. Driving that second car was Bira, or rather the actor playing, you know, that character, Glermi.

They watched as Bira, got out of his car, moved over quickly to Daniela's car, and through her open driver's side window, punched her in the fucking face. Then he got into Daniela's car, pushes her over. her and then a woman in his car drives his car away you know so they both drive away both cars according to this account daniela may have been you know taken away unconscious he might have knocked her out before he drove her to wherever she was murdered gloria had an eyewitness now you know but he was too afraid to go to the police unless she found others to also testify so she presses on and through her persistence she learns about a man named antonio clarice another gas station attendant who was working that night who got

fired and was now working as a street vendor. When Gloria knocked on his door, he opened it with the Bible in his hand and allegedly told her, I knew you would come. And then this interesting guy told her everything. Through Antonio, Gloria learned that around 10.30 on the night of her daughter's murder, a couple had approached him, asked him to clean a blue Volkswagen's antenna. Antonio worked night shifts, didn't follow the telenovelas, so he had no idea who the people driving this car were.

The man specifically requested that a job be done carefully. On the down low, he offered Antonio a massive tip three times the amount of a cleaning fee. If and only he completed this quickly and thoroughly. Inside the car, Antonio sees a bunch of red smears and stains. He figures his blood, but money was money. And so without asking questions, he takes a sponge soaked in a mixture containing kerosene, gets to work. He notices that every time he dunks the cloth, the dirty water, turned a deeper shade of red. But after a few passes of some serious scrubbing, he's able to eventually get the water to run clear.

So later, Antonio identifies Galermi as the man who had requested this cleaning. he could not identify Paola though as the woman in the car kept her back, turned to him the whole time and never said a word, he said. Antonio told Gloria everything he had seen that night but like everybody else she talked to, he was too scared to go to the police

but she needed his testimony badly and she found another way to get it Antonio was an evangelical Christian Gloria happened to know somebody who might be able to persuade him to talk his pastor. So now gets this guy to talk so now more people are going to talk.

Gloria growing increasingly frustrated with the police though, there is so much evidence they haven't pursued pursued. She later criticized them for not testing Santana's seats with luminal a chemical that makes traces of blood glow in the dark. According to Gloria, the

forensic team had luminal on hand the night that night, but strangely never used it. However, Rio's technical police pushed back. They insisted, if they had had it, they would have used it. They said every investigative tool available to them at the time was used, but Luminal, not one of them.

Sounds fishy. Glory not convinced. Smells corruption and competency. Had Galermi or his wife or his wife's family bribed them? Maybe, maybe not. Because on January 2nd, 1993, Paula is arrested, put in jail for her own protection now, according to Gloria. Later that month, the newspaper, Odea reported that Paola had told fellow inmates that Daniela's murder was a proof of love. Soon after, the paper ran a front page story with a line attributed to her, he gave me the greatest proof of love. I love him more each day. During the ongoing investigation, that's not good for them,

during the ongoing investigation to all this, two additional writers, now brought in to solve the awful problem of Yasmin's telenovela storyline. Within a month of Daniela Perez's murder, they found a way to write her out of the primetime show that her mother was still in charge of. Oh, man, brutal. Late January, producers used some footage. Janella had filmed just before she was killed, built a new storyline around it. Yasmin was offered a job as a dancer in a study abroad program, given her character a reason to leave the show. And a final tribute to Daniela, the show, froze on a last image from her scene. Her castmate's voices were then heard saying goodbye, not to Yasmin, but to Daniela herself.

And her poor mom still right overseeing this. Months later, May of 1993, Paola gives birth to her and Gailme's son Felipe while in custody. Meanwhile, at a pretrial hearing, Gailerreduces to say much before the judge. He only repeats that he committed the crime alone and he answered none of the questions, you know, put to him. But then later that year, things will take a turn.

Paola, interviewed again in prison, said that Glearmi and his lawyer were pushing her to take the blame all by herself now. According to Paola, the plan was for her to be charged with privileged homicide, a lesser offense

that can mean a very short sense, maybe no sentence at all, because of her age and pregnancy. You know, or just having this kid. This charge is fucking wild. It can be given when a defendant does intentionally take

somebody's life, but they do so under specific legally recognized circumstances that reduce their culpability in the eyes of the law, such as defending one's honor. Brazil coming across like a real hot dumpster fire

shit show in this episode. That way she said sarcastically, Gailermi would walk away hero, the guy who had tried to sacrifice himself to protect his pregnant wife. Maybe then he could even run for office. I guess he was thinking about it, back in his home state of meanest Jorais.

When Galearmi hears about his wife saying this, he freaks out, does a complete 180. Now he insists that Paola was at the crime scene and very involved, just as guilty as he was. Glearmi and Paola now began attacking each other through the press and their lawyers,

a back and forth blame game. Gelerami starts claiming that Paola became enraged when he told her that his tris on screen had developed into an actual affair, which they didn't, and that Paola went after Daniela out of spite. These two will divorce in 1994 while in prison before going to trial, or while in jail.

Like what was common for criminals with money in Brazil at the time, both Gailermi and Paola used every appeal they could to postpone the trial, and it took four years for the trial to finally happen. Would have taken a lot longer if the case hadn't been up against lot of public pressure. Police were inundated with calls for vengeance from Brazilians,

angered by the slains of their favorite soap opera star, calling for Ghalermi to be tortured, killed, or both. People, you know, enraged and furious. January of 1997, Galaimi finally goes to trial. They'll be tried separately. His lawyers argued that Paola, who was still awaiting her own trial, was the real killer, consumed by jealousy over an affair that never happened. Prosecutors didn't bite. In fact, they posited that the couple had planned the murder together and had the evidence to prove it. For one, Galaimmy's car was logged leaving the studio between scenes. Add to that, a siding of a large object taking up the back seat of his car,

covered in a white sheath, thought to be his wife, plus at least two eyewitnesses who saw a brown-haired woman with Gailermy that night. It became very hard to argue that either them had acted alone. Given all that, prosecutors said the most likely scenario was that Daniela was killed somewhere between the gas station where she was ambushed and where her body was abandoned. But there was one vital piece of evidence missing, the murder weapon. Nobody could agree exactly what it was. That mattered because it determined how the killing was prosecuted.

Either this was a crime of passion, something that erupted in the moment, spontaneously, or as a murder that had been planned ahead of time. And that distinction could mean a much lighter sentence versus a more serious one. The key question was whether they had brought the murder weapon with them or whether it was just lying around as Galearmy insisted in his first bullshit fatal attraction-esque account. According to Galeh, the scissors just happened to be in his car. But why were there scissors in the car? according to one of Galaemey's ever-changing stories,

Paola kept them there to open milk cartons. Huh, must have a very different type of milk carton down there than the ones we have here. Or they had very weak hands. Galearmi claimed that scissors had been thrown. Those scissors were thrown into the sea. They were never found. To this day, not clear whether or not they were the real weapon,

but probably not. Cissors, unless they're, you know, held shut. But even then, you've got to kind of hold them down towards the blade. They tend to leave shallow surface-level cuts, right? because they're popping open as you're striking, which was not what happened to Daniela. An autopsy revealed the blows very precise and deep, more like, you know, blows inflicted by a knife, a dagger.

According to prosecutors, the scissors as a weapon spiel was made up as a way for Galeh and Paola to hide premeditation and get a lighter sentence. Also, like a telenovela plotline, some thoughts of their premeditation as being related to Satanism. Mm-hmm. Oh, my asshole!

A popular rumor, around Brazil was that the prosecution, one the prosecution considered, making part of their case, was something many members of Brazilian law enforcement believed, but something that never ended up making it into the trial. And that was that Ghalermi and Paola were part of a satanic cult.

This is so ridiculous. They're evidence for this. According to HBO's brutal pact, as police worked the case, they kept turning up details to suggest that a ritualistic element to the killing. Police chief Mauro Magalais said investigators found ritual objects at Glearmie's home,

including a statue used in macumba ceremonies. But macumba not actually satanic, just a different religion. Macumba is an Afro-Brazilian spiritual tradition that comes from enslaved West Africans being sent to Brazil, who then syncretically blended their religious traditions with Portuguese Catholicism, since, you know, if they openly practice their old ways, they would be, you know, killed for heresy.

In a still majority Catholic country, Makumba routinely painted as Satanism, of course, right? Everything that's not our faith is the devil. And the Brazilian press leaned hard into that misconception when reporting on Gailami and Paola. All that being said, the two could have been getting into some occult stuff being so desperate for Gailmi to become a big star that maybe they were willing to try out some kind of black magic.

But probably not because here's the evidence law enforcement looked into as they developed their theory that a satanic cult was involved, besides the Maccumba statue. About two weeks before the murders, Glearmie and Paola went to a tattoo artist for matching tattoos, right? you've heard about one of them. They had each other's name, inked on their bodies,

Gilaamee, name put right above Paula's pussy, and Paula's name tattooed on Galaimmy's dick. Oh, my asshole. Investigators pointed to those tattoos as evidence that the couple had made some kind of satanic pact. You know how you make a satanic pact

we're like, I'll put your name on my dick, and you put my name on your pussy, and that way the devil's involved. These investigators sound backwards and dumb as fuck. They also discovered that Ghalermi carried around a large image of a saint, which he would kneel down before in worship. Also, not satanic. That is very Brazilian Catholic.

They fucking love their saints. Paola also carried around an image of a female saint. Also not satanic. Brazil, very Catholic country. Catholic Church recognizes a lot of saints. People get real into the saints down there. Daniela also possibly sources sketchy on this found inside a burn circle, her body. Inside the circle, the burn allegedly appeared.

older, burnt around the edges more recent, based on the ash analysis, you know, that could have taken place around the time of Daniel's murder. This feels made up. This feels reachy to me. Finded the murder weapon thought, you know, by many to be a dagger, a weapon said to be used by law enforcement

in satanic sacrifices. But also used in a lot of regular old stabbings and way more often for that purpose. So I'm glad they didn't bring that dumb shit up in court. Also, who fucking cares if a ritual is performed? I fucking hate this stuff.

Dead is dead. Murder is murder. Who gives a fuck if somebody was killed satanically or not? I don't. In the end, the jury would never hear silly devil talk. They would hear a lot of talk about a man furious that his co-star wouldn't convince her mom to write a bigger part for him, help him make him a star. They would hear a lot of talk about how this man's wildly jealous and possessive wife thought his co-star was standing in the way of her husband's stardom and also trying to seduce him, possibly fucking him. therefore deserve to die.

On January 25th, 1997, four years after the murder, the jury convicted Galermi de Padua of qualified homicide, meaning the killing that was carried out in a particularly disturbing or calculated way. For example, if somebody does not kill in the middle of a heated argument,

but rather they carefully plan it if they choose a method designed to make the victim suffer or act out of an especially cruel or petty motive, this added level of depravity turns an intentional killing in Brazil into what the law treats

as a more serious category of homicide. Judge Jose, Geraldo, Antonio described Glamy as, quote, violent and perverse and sentenced him to 19 years in prison. God damn it. He's convicted of an especially heinous murder

and he gets 19 years. Oh, my angry asshole! Does it sell it more if I add angry to it? Not surprised you got a light sentence, right? South American justice systems cartoonishly liked when it comes to sentencing violent criminals. Murder is released from prison all the fucking time down on that continent.

including Brazil. Back in the 90s, the longest you could go to prison in Brazil for literally any crime was 30 years. Even if you committed 20 of that crime, no matter what, you could rape, torture, and kill 20 kids, and you'd be out no more than 30 years. And actually, with a way down there that you get a lot of time reduced for being a good prisoner while behind bars, you'd probably be out in like 10 years. It's insane. In 2020, they increased the max sentence to 40 years. Still don't think any crime is deserving of life in prison, and almost no one actually serves the full 40 years. It is a fantastic country to be a violent criminal in. Paolo went to trial four months later. On May 16, 1997, the jury found her to have acted as her

husband's accomplice rather than as the one who struck the fatal blows. And so they sentenced her two, 18 years, and six months. The justice system was idiotic. Neither then would even come close to serving their full sentences. Galermi de Padua would walk out on October 14th, 1999. He only served six years and nine months. Oh, my angry bloody asshole. A dude got out of prison. After all that, a few weeks after turning 30 years old. He fucking nearly carved his young, innocent co-star's heart out of her chest in a brutal stabbing,

unprovoked stabbing. She died alone and in terror after he fucking kidnapped her, all because assaulted and kidnapped her, all because she wouldn't pressure her mom into expanding a role for him that he was never owed to have. They tried to blame the murder on his, you know, pregnant wife. Dude spends less than seven years in prison. I wish some vigilante would have stabbed him to death Right after God out But instead, he became an evangelical pastor

Oh, fuck yeah, bro When you have no other options When no one else will take you, look to the evangelicals I mean, I know a lot of them are good people But they also will take as a group Literally quite just fucking anybody See exhibit Russell Brent

Galermi claimed he was saved in prison He got married two more times after getting out Towards the end of his life He got very involved with very far right anti-women, anti-pride community politics. Of course he did. On-brand. Far right is the perfect place for bitter, angry, creepy dudes who hate pretty much everyone who's not a bitter, angry, creepy dude.

He died over two decades later, November 6, 2020 at the age of 53, in a Bello Horizonte of a heart attack, his first wife, Paola, granted conditional release. The month he got out, the month after he got out, in November of 1999, after serving roughly six years. Oh, my angry, bloody chafed asshole. After her release, she changed her name, remarried, reportedly had more kids, and she wasn't even 30 when she got out.

Got to go back to me to a spoiled rich kid. So that's cool. I'm sure she's been a tremendous benefit to the earth since her release, a real net positive to society. I bet her kids are very cool, having her as mom. Meanwhile, Gloria Perez embarked on a mission to change the law so that other families would not have to go through what she did. She knew she could not stop terrible crimes from being committed,

but she wanted to make sure that people convicted of the most brutal kinds of murder did not get off so easily. In her investigation, she learned that the Brazilian Constitution allowed ordinary citizens to propose changes to the law as long as they could collect enough signatures. So she went to the head of the public prosecutor's office for help, and rather than write an entirely new law, they worked to reclassify especially brutal, intentional killings as heinous crimes, Brazil's most serious criminal category. Because up until Daniela's death, a murder in Brazil, where somebody was ambushed or cornered or where the killing was planned or especially violent was not considered a heinous crime. So what was considered a heinous crime? well before that robbery resulting in death I mean they did fucking robber it seems like

extortion resulting in death kidnapping for ransom causing an epidemic resulting in death that's interesting poisoning water food or medicine resulted in death genocide or rape I feel like hers just as bad as a lot of those heinous crimes were the one category

where bail pardon amnesty are off the table so Gloria's aim was to make it harder for people like Gila and Paola to delay prison through repeated appeals and legal maneuvering. This was before the internet, before online petitions were, you know, with share buttons, made it so easy to rally signatures. So glory and her supporters, they had to, you know, go about it the old-fashioned way. They passed petition pages by hand through offices and schools at concerts, street corners, you know, door to door, people from all over Brazil, you know, writing in, asking for copies,

then taking the sheets back to their home communities, collecting signatures themselves, very grassroots. In just three months, Gloria and her supporters had collected around 1.3 million signatures that way. Hail Nimrod.

They brought the petition to Congress, and in September of 1994, the statute was amended. Two more crimes joined the heinous list. Homicide committed in the typical activity of an extermination group, even by a single agent,

meaning targeting slash eliminating specific groups, hitman, death squad, style killing, and qualified homicide. Okay? Glory now 78 years old

today, continues to work. As a writer and social advocate, she actually became more successful after her daughter's death, writing hit show after hit show after hit show. Her most recent telenovela aired in 2023. She's one of the last telenovela writers who writes all her shows alone. Glad she at least outlived her daughter's dirtbag killer. More about him after our timeline. Good job, soldier.

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I'll watch, you know. It's a crazy story. Speaking of crazy stories, Glamy de Padua, and his wife, Paula Nogera, de Almeida, both found, you know, guilty of brutally stabbing to death,

22-year-old actress Daniela Perez, all because of jealousy and resentment, because she didn't do more to help the career of a co-star she didn't even like. A co-star, she owed nothing to because that co-star's wife

she was killed, you know, because she was so insecure, she had her husband tattoo her name on his dick. and they will both spend less than seven years in prison for that. That's so disgusting. Paola, you know, still out there somewhere living free, married to a lawyer apparently with multiple kids,

according to reports, probably has grandkids now living a very comfortable life. Man, and what a fucking loser, Galear me is. Even outside of the killing, I cannot stand people who feel like the world owes them something, you know, like you want to be a big star? Cool. You and millions of other people. Casting directors, producers, not getting back to you.

tough shit. They don't have to. They don't fucking owe you anything. Work hard at your craft. You know, try to get really, really good at it. You know, going to every audition, not feeling like anybody there owes you anything, but instead, like you just want to do your best and not waste their time. Acting not paying the bills, but you love it. Okay, well then work to find a job that allows you the flexibility to keep going to auditions, to keep pursuing your dream. And if at some point you start to get really bitter that your acting career is not progressing and you start to hate it and it's just not fun anymore, quit. Do something else.

you're not chained to it. Maybe just wasn't meant to be. And that's okay, right? There are plenty of other ways to be creative, plenty of other things to do that are valuable. Also, if you get some little role, not a star role, but a role, maybe just be grateful for that.

What if Galaimmy had been super grateful for the role he got, small, but on a very popular show, right? Still a huge break. What if he would have showed up on set every day with a positive attitude, a bunch of positive energy? What if he would have worked hard

not to be a problem for anybody? I tried to help make his castmates and crewmates, you know, their lives easier. Thought about them and not just himself. Film that last scene and then giving everybody a small parting gift to thank you. Send a nice letter to Gloria, wishing her the best going forward on future shows. Thanks for letting me be a part of this one and then moved on. Man, that would have stuck with people around him.

People who, you know, then might have thought, hey, remember Gailami? Man, he'd be great in this role. He was so fun to work with. I heard he's taking acting classes, getting better, working hard. His career would have been so much better served. Daniela would still be alive. he probably wouldn't be a star, you know, because that's odds or low for anybody to become a star,

but he would have been a working actor. And if he loved acting, wouldn't that have been enough? But he didn't love acting. He loved himself. I have never liked people with I need to be a star energy. And holy shit, was I around quite a few of them when I was touring as a stand-up. Truly selfish, unhappy, miserable people

carrying around this sad, desperate energy that they're just never getting enough, right? That they're getting fucked over all the time. And so many of these people, the ones that actually were stars in some level, still not happy, even with a lot of success, even when they had so much, lots of fans, millions of dollars, their youth, their health, but that meant nothing to them, it seemed, because somebody else had more that they felt wasn't as talented as they were. They deserved that. Even if Galeh would have become a star, he still would have been a miserable fuck because that kind of entitlement creates a hole in people that just doesn't seem to ever get filled. And I don't buy him being some reformed man of God at the end of his life. But the only reason he did that was so he could feel like he was one of God's stars, right? Lord, some salvation over struggling people looking up to him thinking he's a big cool guy. He waited until the year before he died to apologize and finally asked Gloria for forgiveness for killing her daughter.

He'd been a pastor for like fucking two decades, waits until a year before his death. And only then because the HBO docu series about all this brought him a fresh round of haters and he was getting harassed. He waited that long because he was still the same old selfish fuck he always was. didn't apologize because he felt bad. He apologized because he was being called out for not having already apologized previously. And now it's affecting his life negatively.

He was a piece of shit. Never helped raise his son Felipe. Multiple sources said that. The child he had with Paola, right? The fucking man of God, big man pastor. Absolutely no contact, a relationship with his son throughout his son's life.

Fake-ass motherfucker, all performative. And he was even ordered by a court to pay a massive compensation sum for moral damages, legal costs, and Daniela's burial, fees before he got out of prison, and big pastor refused to pay any of that through post-release legal maneuverings over subsequent decades. He hid within the tax-free sanctuary of the church.

That's how it works in Brazil, too, where he could live a nice life, where he could stay in a nice house, have plenty of money, but it's not his on paper. And he died never having, according to sources, paid, quote, a single cent of the court-ordered restitution. How did he reconcile that with his faith? Because it's just a fucking game for so many of these people. Right? I know some people do take their faith seriously, but oh my asshole. For so many people, it's just a fucking cosplay game. It's just a belief system where shitty people can tell themselves they're fucking great and special because they go to a meeting once a week and they wear some jewelry. That doesn't make anybody great. Actions do. And Guillermo's actions consistently sucked for the entirety of his shitty fucking life. While he was dodging pain, the mother of his murder victim, that money, he was literally known to the 600 plus members of his congregation as the angel pastor. Oh, yay!

His criminal past was refrained through the lens of complete spiritual transformation. Church leadership heavily promoted the narrative that he was a new creation, and his community viewed criticism of his past as an attack on his faith and the concept of forgiveness, granting him a fun little bubble

of moral immunity to live inside of. Fuck that shit. You want to believe that your God will forgive these motherfuckers for their earthly sins? Fine. But while they still live here, fuck them forever. Time for the takeaways. Time suck.

Top five takeaways. Number one, in Brazil, a telenovela is not just a show. It is a cultural institution and part of the national conversation. Up until the year 2000, the global network alone, counted for TV global, kind of for roughly half of all TV ratings in the country, telenovela writers, creators, and cast members, or household names. So when Brazil's telenovela sweetheart, Daniela Perez,

was murdered December 28, 1992, She was not just a working TV actress, not just a supporting cast. She was a face tens of millions of people, 40 million invited into the living rooms, six nights a week. Killed by the man, many of those same viewers have been watching as well. Number two, Daniela's murder was a senseless crime, Galairemi, de Padua, a narcissist who loved being the center of attention, and just could not accept that his role was always intended to fade out.

So when his remaining scenes were cut, many of them for reasons that had nothing to do with him, he saw that as a punishment and created a fake narrative, in his mind that his co-star was conspiring against him with others, including her mother, and wanted to get back at, you know, both these women because this is a guy who didn't tolerate disrespect from women. Number three, in 1990s, Brazil, whether a murder was considered a crime of passion or premeditated made a huge legal difference. If a defendant could successfully argue that they had acted in a sudden burst of violent

emotion after being provoked, the sentence could be greatly reduced, basically, I guess, to nothing. But, of course, that only applied to somebody who had truly snapped in the moment, not somebody who'd planned the killing. In the trial of Galermi and Paola, in their trials, that difference came down to whether the weapon was brought to the scene or simply happened to be lying in the car. That's why Galermi said he killed

Daniela with a pair of scissors, kept in the glove box for opening milk cartons, okay? But the forensic evidence told a different story. Cissors used as a stabbing instrument tend to produce a mess of shallow surface level cuts compared to a knife's deeper, more precise cuts. On Daniela's body,

there were not shallow cuts, but 18 precise deep wounds. eight of them straight into the heart, inflicting wounds that pointed towards a dagger. Number four, within 48 hours of her daughter's murder, Gloria Perez, learned that in Brazil, being accused of a violent murder does not necessarily mean that you'd be held in prison before the trial. Her daughter's killers could wait for the trial and freedom, and with good lawyers, they could potentially drag the process out for many, many years, perhaps even more than a decade. Plus, there was a real fear of retaliation and violence towards witnesses, which ran the risk of slowing, even stopping the pursuit of justice. So Gloria drove to the gas station herself after an anonymous caller told her to go there

and sat on a witness's porch for hours and spoke to anybody, everybody, who might know something. And in the end, she herself found the witnesses who were key to cracking this case. Without Gloria's tenacity, Galehmi and Paola might not have served any time in prison. And number five, new info, Gloria Perez has wondered if Glearmie was so delusional

that he might have thought killing her daughter, Daniela, would have been a way for him to keep his role on the show. According to Gloria, Galermi may have believed that killing Daniela would stop the storyline that was about to push him out. Without Daniela, the production could no longer air, Yasmin's planned ending is written,

her love story arc could no longer be completed. Galermi may have believed that this would stop Biro from being written out of the script that they would find a new use for his character, perhaps somebody grieving the death of the woman he loved. And as a bonus, because he'd appeared in Daniela's final film scene, Galearmy's name would be associated with hers forever,

forever remembered as the last actor that starred opposite her, which would raise his fame profile and thus help him further become a star. As delusional as that guy was, that feels completely possible. Time suck. Top five takeaways. Killed by a co-star, the Daniela Perez story, has been sucked. Thank you to the Bad Magic Productions team for help in making Time Suck. Thanks to Queen of Bad Magic, Lindsay Cummins.

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First up from an anonymous meat sack, struggling with a moral dilemma who sent in a message to Bojangles at Timesuckpodcast.com with the subject line of Riverbent facility. Good morning, you mush mouth, Lucifina Love and Meetsack. And hi to Dan, too. I just finished listening to the Krista Pike short suck, wanted to weigh in on it.

I live in a country, which doesn't have the death sentence as an option for the scum of the earth like Krista. Of course, my country also seems to think that Dan's record somehow makes him ineligible to cross our border. So take that for what's worth. I'm a former police officer up here

and have had the pleasure of visiting pleasure with question marks after it, a visiting river bend in Nashville, and I've actually been inside the room where Christopher Pike's box botched execution took place. I've seen the table she was laid on. I've seen the tiny hole in the wall where the IV lines go through. I've seen the rock, the place through the wall where the drugs have been administered. I've also seen the chair that they use for executions.

It was all very surreal. I've also, through my career, had to arrest people who probably would have ended up in those positions if they had not committed crimes up here. and I truly struggle with the responsibility we have as a society towards the rehabilitation of offenders. I emphasize that word rehabilitation because up here, that is the foundation of our justice system, rehabilitating people that sometimes do atrocious things to other meat sacks.

While I certainly support the idea and believe some can be rehabilitated, I also know there are some who will never change regardless of how much counting in time in prison they receive. Anyone who believes otherwise is completely delusional. Yes, agreed. And this is where my feeling conflicts. me feeling conflicted occurs. Because if there is no hope of rehabilitation,

what are we accomplishing by keeping the possibility of release alive? I understand in the U.S., when you use the term life in prison, it means just that in some cases, but up here life means 25 years maximum. Now, before anyone screams at this, I know there are very rare exceptions with, quote, dangerous offender status, but that is so rarely utilized that it's a bit embarrassing to even mention it.

If Christina Pike did what she did up here, there's a real possibility. She would have been released to a halfway house or under house arrest after maybe 16 years in prison. So that begs the question, where is the middle ground? Because America's history of executions of people who after they were executed were either found to be innocent or at the very least, there were doubts about their guilt should raise enough concerns about the sheer volume of death sentence administered, whether they are completed or not. But conversely, do we want people like Christina Pike walking around less than two decades after committing those crimes?

As someone who has PTSD and almost daily fights with moral injuries from a job that took so much of my soul, I just wanted to air out some of these ideas in a safe place which you have so wonderfully created with the time suck universe. Not sorry for the length is email because I know you love reading lots of words. A little laugh there. Thank you, Dan and Lizzie, for all you do, to make the world better for us time suckers. Three out of five stars wouldn't ever change a thing.

Well, thank you for the nice words. And yeah, what a great message, you great Canadian, Zach, I'm assuming strongly. I mean, yeah, it's tricky, right? I mean, you don't want to execute an innocent person. But also, you don't want to release someone early like Guillermo. de Padua or Christina Pike. For me, you know, what you do, what I do with these situations, I try to look at it pragmatically. What is the best for the greater good?

What choices are going to lead to the fewest innocent lives being taken? So follow me in a detour that will circle back to this point and help me prove this point. I found a fascinating study that helps me answer this question. It gives actual evidence to something I have long assumed to be true. In 2016, two researchers, one from Virginia's Radford University, another from Springfield College of Massachusetts. They published some research entitled Released to Kill Again

An Analysis of Paroled Murders Who Murder Again While On Parole. Actually, it goes further than that, the details they found. Well, they analyzed their criminal records of 2,883 serial killers in the U.S., in the United States, whose last kill occurred in 1950, you know, or more recently.

So of those 2,883 killers, a full 478 killed again while on parole from an earlier murder charge, 138 killed again while in prison, 23 killed again while escaped from prison, you know, after going there on a murder charge, and then 11 killed following a not guilty of reason, or by reason of insanity release,

following a murder conviction. So in total, a full 650, 22.5% killed again after already, you know, being known killers. Now, let's contrast that with information from the Death Penalty Information Center. which claims that 203 people wrongly convicted and sentenced to death have been exonerated in the U.S. since 1973. So not necessarily 203 people who were executed, but 203 people sent to death row who were not guilty. So since 1950, to compare these two, to start comparing these two, because this is important.

Since 1950, 650 killers killed again, thanks primarily to not being executed, which would obviously not allow them to kill again. well since 1973, 203 people have been wrongly sentenced to death. That first information I shared there, that's only looking at a microscopic percentage of the overall population, 2,833 serial killers. What about all the other people

who kill once, go to prison, then come back out and kill again? Now, there is no comprehensive list that anyone has put together with that data specifically. But researchers citing Bureau of Justice Statistics, the statistics agency for the U.S. Justice Department, that tracked the arrests

of more than 400,000 people exiting prison in 2005 across 30 states found that 2% of those convicted for murder would murder again. Now, I can't find an exact number for how many people have been released after serving time for murder in the U.S. as a whole, but numerous sources state that thousands of individuals convicted of murder or non-nugnant manslaughter are legally released from the U.S. state prison system each year. So let's go low on that number and say it's 2,000. and let's say 2,000 of those 2,000 people, or excuse me,

and let's say 2% of those 2,000 people kill again. That would be 40 murder victims a year. Roll that back to 1973 so we can be even with the death penalty information centers, you know, starting year. That's over 2,120 murders. Over 10 times the amount of people than that are wrongly put on death row. And those stats don't count all the people

who have killed again after being released, but don't just get caught for it. And we have learned on this show over and over again that people who have gone to prison for murder tend to cover their tracks better when they murder again when they get out. So I lay all of this out to illustrate an argument

I almost never ever hear anyone make. Certainly never anybody from the left, in my experience. In my opinion, when someone has done something as heinous as premeditated murder, they have lost the right to be rehabilitated because they have taken away their victim's right to have their own life, rehabilitated or not,

and it's not worth the risk to society if they choose to kill. kill again. If it were me, I would sentence him to death to eliminate the chance they got to kill again inside or outside of prison, and I would do that knowing that some falsely accused people will be executed. But that number, it is statistically proven, will be lower than all of the other lives of innocent people I'm saving by, you know, making sure these killers die. You know, if you're rebuttal to that is, but what about life in prison without parole? My rebuttal to that would be that Laws can and do and have changed,

and these fuckers still sometimes do get out. They can still break out. They can still kill somebody inside. If your argument is, yeah, but it's more expensive to have people put to death, then my rebuttal is, well, then let's find a way to make it cheaper because that can be done. My belief in the death penalty for certain crimes is pragmatic.

It's numbers based. It's a greater good, focused approach. If the numbers say that Plan A leads to a lesser loss of life for innocent people, whether those people be people wrongly convicted for a murder or just people out on the street live in their lives who get killed by somebody

who has already served time for killing, then, you know, plan A is the obvious choice. It's better than plan B, right? Even if it's not a perfect choice, even if it still leads to innocent lives being lost. Yeah, like to kind of circle back to your question, I don't think it's worth it to try and rehabilitate people

who have crossed certain lines like Krista crossed, right? We're not talking about like, oh, you were poor and you burglarized a little bit. We're talking about you fucking, for an hour, tortured somebody to death, that to me means, I don't care if you're 18 when you did this, you're fucking done.

And I don't, out of bloodlust, want to have you killed. I just think you are a great risk to society. And it's not worth gambling on the possibility of you being rehabilitated to then let you back out in society. Because when you play that game out with big numbers, even if just 2% of the Krista Pikes kill again,

that's 2% too many. And it ends up being more people, dead than the people wrongly convicted sent to death row. To me, the middle ground is just to continue to make sure that people's appeals are heard in death penalty cases, make sure that forensic science advances, help ensure that the wrongly accused don't end up on death row. There could also be like higher evidentiary standards for sentencing somebody to death, you know, meaning that if somebody is found guilty of murder based on eyewitness testimony alone, but there's no DNA evidence, okay, they can go to prison, but they can't be eligible for

death row. But if there's DNA evidence, they could. That's just a quick, you know, not really thought out nuanced take, but just an example of what we could do to help also reduce wrongly convicted people put on death row. I know that's probably way more than you asked for. But I look at all this stuff just numerically,

analytically, not emotionally. And to me, it's not about left or right ideologies. It's not about, you know, like, oh my God, this person, it's so fucking sad to watch somebody be killed. I'm like, yeah, but this example, doing it this way leads to less people you don't see in the news, getting fucking

murdered in their homes, so done. You know, and my brain's just like, yep, problem solved, move on. Now, for a, not solved. I shouldn't be so flippant, but like, it should just be analytic, stat-based, not emotions. And now for, but I would run the world like fucking Spock from Star Trek. I would fucking take emotional decisions out of almost everything. Rightly or wrongly. Now for a sweet, but down in the dump sucker, Emily, who sent in a message with the subject line

of the biggest thanks to the suckmaster. Dear Suckmaster, Dan, I've been a fan of your comedy for many years now. I saw you live in Orlando at the improv in the early 2020s. Since then, I've listened to TimeSuck here and there, but lately this podcast has become the only thing that's getting me through. I've been suffering with about a very severe depression for months now. I believe I'm starting to see the other side of this finally.

I wanted to write to say thank you for keep my mind occupied so I'm not continually crying and spiraling into a worse place. I've been listening to multiple episodes a day. Can't express how much I appreciate the fact that you make me laugh, even my brain tells me that everything's awful. The time sucker updates bring me tears so often because hearing you tell people that you're proud of them and hearing your sincerity and all your responses gets my allergies going. Don't want to tell you for too long.

Just wanted to give you a big thank you. Your team wish you all well for help. Keep me here. Give me something to look forward to. Well, thank you, Emily. Emily, I hope you're listening to this one. And I know we also message you back. But I wanted to know, I hope you're seeing a therapist, right?

Even though you're starting to feel better. and if you're not pleased you do so and just know that you're worth it, right? You're a kind, empathetic, sensitive person who is worth it. And it is so good to be sensitive. I'm actually really sensitive person. I think everybody else probably knew that,

but I've been realizing that more and more myself. You know, it's like it's not always easy to be a sensitive person in the world because there is so much unfairness and ugliness in it, but there's also a lot of beauty and, you know, there'd be so much less beauty if all the sensitive people just went away.

They make the world better, more caring, nurturing place. So, yes, there's a lot of bullshit going on in the world right now. There always is, always will be. We have a lot more on our front door lately than we're used to, but this too shall pass. I do think, you know, with a lot of the negativity out there right now, I think there's a reckoning coming. A lot of people getting real sick of it.

A lot of people reaching a boiling point, a point of just enough, enough of the ignorance, enough of the hatefulness, the cruelty, enough of the misogyny, the fucking propaganda, the xenophobia, the homophobia, the corruption, the performative morality. right using ideologies as weapons seeing hearing more people you know getting pissed righteously that anger I'm really hopeful will lead to change

already has in some places you know sometimes things have to get worse before they get better and I think that's where our culture is at right now and I just say you know just hang in there Emily you know see somebody you know if you go back

sliding into that depressive hole again definitely see somebody quickly talk it out love yourself stick around so you can watch new episodes of oh my ass, oh my asshole, all on TV global, at least for that, okay? Okay, all right, okay?

Thanks for the messages, everybody. I'm suckers, I needed that. We all did. Well, thank you for listening to another bad magic productions podcast. Please rate and review time suck if you haven't already. Also, don't kill any co-stars this week.

Maybe just work on being grateful for what you do have this week instead of being jealous over what somebody else has. Don't get so bitter that you want to kill somebody. and just keep on sucking. Mad Magic Productions.

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