Harold grabs his son even more and tries to get him to tell him what's going on. "Son, once and for all, stop behaving like a hysteric! What else is missing, are we going to have to take you to a psychiatrist?"

Isabel approaches Harold, desperate. "No, Harold, no psychiatrist! Our son is not a madman!"

"But wife, can you say that your son's behavior is normal?" Harold points at him.

Uélton is shivering and white as a table sheet.

Isabel releases Uélton from Harold and grabs both of her son's shoulders. "Mommy is here, son. You can count without fear."

"She's pregnant, Mom." Uélton whimpers, "Flávia is pregnant and...