before you're born... someone, maybe god, defines exactlyhow he's going to fuck your life. this was my theory. god only thinks aboutmen at the start... when he decides whether theirlife is going to be good or bad. if he's in a hurry,he makes a war, or a tornado... and kills off a whole bunchof people without a thought. but he did think about me. 'the man of the year'
so, have you chosen? - this one.- nowadays men are like women. liposuction, waxing, getting rid ofwrinkles, peeling, botox, everything. for instance, now it 's trendyfor men to dye their hair blond. - yesterday, i did two myself.- in my case it was a bet. i don't like my clients looking.spoils the surprise. - what bet was that?- soccer. losing is terrible. who lost? me.
oh, my god. i shouldn't have leftit so long, but... i think you'll like it.hope so. it's nearly platinum blonde. what's wrong, didn't you like it?i can dye it again, if you want. i've always thought i was ugly.never enjoyed looking in the mirror. but on that day it was different. i looked at that face that was minebut wasn't mine. a blond... a stranger.
i spent my whole life wishinglwere someone else. and there i felt my time had come. what are you doing tonight? so, what are we going to do? i wanted to take cledir to a moteland fuck all night long. but i' d promise to passby gonzaga's bar... and show my cousin robinsonthat i' d paid my debt. i could've gone there another time,but i felt like going right then. i was feeling good...
and wanted to show everyonethe new mã¡iquel. where's robinson? - what the fuck's that?- what's up? what am i, a clown? you look funny. - in what way, brother?- what do you mean? just funny. you look like a gringo. you telling me i look like a fag? you walk in here looking like agringo and i can't think it's funny? what's your problem?
i'not a faggot and i'm not a clown. i don't like you laughingwhen i walk in here. that 's the problem. look, mã¡iquel... i didn't call you a fag... but i am now.if you ask me... any man who dyes his hair blondlike that, like you did... has to be a fag, and big time. c'mon. weren't we going to dance?
mã¡iquel, come and havea beer with us, man. go fuck yourself. don't mess around with that guy.forget it. you're the faggot, suel. let's gooutside settle this shit like men. come on, let's go! - i'm so scared of you.- let 's go! hey c'mon! stop that now! no fighting in my bar! i'm with my girlfriend tonight.i'll deal with you another time.
whenever you like, blondie. - let 's go.- tomorrow. midday, here. i couldn't sleep at nightthinking about suel. and my tooth was killing me. i shouldn't have done that.i had gotten myself in a duel. suel surely had a gun. i had neverheld a gun before, damn it. i was going to stay home quiet,and forget that guy. fuck him.i wasn't gonna go out. reach for your gun, suel.
fire away, blondie. that's how things began.in this stupid way. i never thought i' d kill someone. and all because of a bet. day of sadness and gloryat maracanムi wanted to run away,to leave town but i just stood... standing there. i was afraid of suel' s friends,afraid of the cops, of going to jail. i just wanted to putan end to that agony.
i was going to hand myself in. - hand yourself in, like hell!- like hell! i told you not to mess with suel! - you've got to get away fast.- take that car you've been using... ...and go to the countryside.- no, the maverick's due tomorrow! you should go further,up to the northeast. fuck, marcã£o!people hide over in niterã³i. why don't you dye your hairblack and stay right here? after having droppedat the end of last week...
today the dollar increasedby 5.31%% against the real... and was bought at r$ 3.165and sold at r$ 3.17. the volume of transactionsamong banks decreased. hey, mã¡iquel! suel was a fucking thief.he took boxes of booze... and said that if i told the copshe'd set fire to the bar. no one liked him around here. plus the fucker was under ageand couldn't be arrested. he deserved to die.
go on, drink your whisky. i'll just have a coke, no ice. he's the one who shot suel. good work. helping keep thetrash off the streets. let's go. i felt it was still too earlyfor me to feel safe. but everybody was thanking me,giving me presents. i never thought that people wouldbe happy with the death of a guy. they said that criminals belongin the cemetery... and that i had donesociety some good.
who farted there, man? shit, man. - stinks!- gross, man! that stinks! fuck! just a minute. trumps. pass. so tell us how youknocked that guy out. the guy came at me like this, right?showing off... had a girlfriend, didn't he?
- wonder where she's gone.- she can go fuck herself. i... i... i... go on, enoque, spit it out! - it was nobody.- what do you mean, nobody? nobody. mr. baldani sent this.told me to congratulate you. congratulations. bye. bill clinton's visit to brazil...
was marked by a breach of protocol. at the mangueira olympic village... the american retinuewas half an hour late. they were applaudedby the elite of rio's samba. the vips of mangueira samba schoolheard two celeb's speeches. pelã© succeeded in makingbill clinton... the first us presidentto join mangueira. look here! be quiet!
i can do that too.i'll make you a deal: don't eat my sneakersand i won't eat you. your name's bil now. okay? what's up? what's up? who's bil? who's bil? who's bil? who's bil... bil, daddy's going out nowto buy food for you. food for bil. after i killed suel a lot of thingschanged in my life.
that was all the neighborhood talkedabout. they were proud of me. i always thought life sucked,i always did everything wrong... but now it was different. i started to enjoy things.i felt important, happy. i was going to get a job,work, and date. in japan there are manyways to prepare fish... but only a way to cut it.ginsu 20oo for the legend lives on. sharper than ever,its carbon steel blade... cuts bones like this.
a genuine ginsu can cut,carve, chop, saw and slice. its extremely sharp saw-toothededge can easily carve... this turkey and this shank.ginsu cuts any kind of vegetable. look. how much would you payfor this ginsu 20oo? don't answer yet because you'll alsoreceive 6 other knives for barbecue. their double saw-toothed bladescan carve any kind of meat. that's not all.you'll also get this cutter... for delicate cuts of meat thatwon't require further sharpening. bil!
listen to me!you're not doing your part! hi. folks are talking about you. jesus, what happenedto your sneaker? - oh, that was bil.- the dog? - no, the pig.- pig? you've got a pig now? - cool, where is it?- it's in the bathroom. a piglet... to eat. what do you think i'd havea pig in the house for?
oh, don't eat it.pigs are so cute. what is it? toothache. - feel better?- sure. - do you like pork?- sure, nice piece of loin. you know, i prefer you like this,blond. suits you. you'll have to go backand redo the roots. i think you'd better goand find a dentist. dental surgeon
i hate rio. violence is turningthis city into a jungle. crime is running ringsaround this place, son. i'm in favor of the death penalty. all that talk abouthuman rights is a laugh. they're not humans,kidnappers, rapists. if you ask me,one's born with criminal impulses. dr. carvalho was a strange man,but i liked him. he told me some funny things.
but i was ashamed to open my mouth,my teeth all fucked up. your teeth are decayed, son,all of them. how much to pull outthe one that 's hurting? i can treat your teeth.you're too young for dentures. i don't think i've got enoughto pay for treatment. you're the one whokilled suel, aren't you? you don't need to pay, son. i like you. that is,i like what you did to suel. that mulatto had it coming to him.
i hate blacks. i hate mulattos.i'm one helluva racist. everyone's racist. only the hypocrites have no courageto admit it. i'll tell you something: you've got a problem.i'm a dentist and i've got a problem. we can help each other. you do me a favorand i'll do you a favor. how about it? this is my daughter. she's 17, just a kid.
she was raped. i never told the police. you know, the humiliation. mã¡iquel, i want you to killthe bastard who hurt my girl. i've nowhere to stay.i'll come live at your place. here? suel looked after me... now you'll have to. it's no use throwing me out.i won't go.
how old are you? fifteen. if you won't let me in, i'll stayright here outside your door. and every time you go out,i'll sneak in. suel's mother threw me out.i've got nowhere to go. you'll have to keep me now. give me a place to stay,food, clothes... everything i need. to get rid of me you'll haveto kill me, like you did suel.
i'm not leaving, period. gee, i've alreadygot one pig in there. it's nice here. you can stay heretill we find someplace else. you can sleep on the bed.i'll take the sofa. i don't know abouta criminai's soul... but an honest man's soulis a living hell. just take a look around. walls with broken glass, iron barbs,barbed wire, bulletproof cars...
bulletproof windows... all we everthink about is defending ourselves. no one respectstraffic lights anymore. no one goes out at night. no one opens their window at night. we're all scared stiff. well, i fulfilled my promise.have you brought me any news? i know where he works,at a pet store. he lives with his mother.she's really sick... but he takes good care of her.
everyone's got a mother, son.even emperor nero had a mother. just look at your new smile. smile, son, show your teeth, laugh. i'm the one who can no longer smile. this pain consuming me,my poor baby girl. i need money to buy a new gun. - why did you kill suel?- get out! - i'm not looking.- get out and close the door! why did you kill suel?he didn't do anything to you.
you can stay at my place,eat my food... wear my clothes, ask for money,play with my pig... sleep in my bed, just don'tannoy me with that question! - who are you looking for?- caju. this is an ar-15, been very popularhere in rio for a long time... good for pumping lead.the ammo's a bitch to find, though. uzi... handles easy.i like this babe a lot. real nice.
12 pump pistol. no, i want something lighter,i don't know, a revolver. - a 38.- i know what you want. you want something light... to carry hidden in your belt,to command a little respect. right? take a 45, semi-automatic. knocks them right out. and theammo's readily available. here. feel it.
feel that power. feels like you're wearinga crown, right? tell me. you're mã¡iquel, aren't you? what's up, man? oh, nothing. in those days,i hadn't yet learned to hate. people said ezequiel was evil... but all i could seewas this poor bastard.
weren't you gonna introduce me yourfriend who's staying at your place? she's an acquaintance.i'm going to take a shower. wait, i've got somethingimportant to tell you. - what's that on your shirt?- nothing. i cut myself. he's angry at me. but i alreadytold him i'm not leaving. promise she's leaving? i promise. haven't you noticed anythingdifferent? take a good look.
i've put over 6 pounds,can't you tell? guess. i'm pregnant. we can marry in march,the baby'll be born in november. so i can take my vacation from work.you know the priest i told you about? i love father oscar. at the churchour lady of conception... they do weddings with 15, 2o couples.it's the loveliest thing in the world. or maybe we should justget married by ourselves. or everyone will be comparingdresses. come on, say something!
i thought we could goand live with my mom. i don't really like this place.we can do up that room at the back. but tell me... don't i look pregnant? - a church wedding?- yeah. with a wedding dress,veil, garland, the works? how am i meant to know? are you mad at me or atyourself about getting married? i want to marry.
i like cledir.i asked her to marry me. tomorrow i'm going to her placeto make the arrangements. i want to change,want to be a normal man... have a family, kids,go to church on sundays... don't be ridiculous, mã¡iquel! and where would you get the moneyto take care of us? you have no job. you know we'rean unauthorized dealer. you want in?fine, but that 's the deal. no, marcã£o, that 's not my scene now.i need a proper job.
i'm getting married.going to have a kid. why get married right now?go and tell her: look, i've no job, no money. make a deal with her. you don't knowwhat 's like to have a son. tell her: - let 's get rid of the baby together.- i want to get married, work. if you ask me,only dumb women get pregnant. and they should pay the price ontheir own. let her bring up the brat. maybe it 's not even yours.bitches fuck around... not bitch, man!
cledir, there's somethingi want to talk about. - look how it 's growing, so big now.- it sure has grown. mom's coming, she's getting dressed. let 's just talk about the wedding,no need to mention i'm pregnant, ok? your hands are freezing.are you nervous? cledir, i've been thinking... i've be thinking, andi think it 's for the best... ready! i'm coming! ah, mã¡iquel, i'm so pleasedto receive you in my home!
sit down, son.now i can call you son, right? we must register this occasion! it's so nice to see you together.praise the lord! mã¡iquei's coke!i'll just fetch it. - no ice, mom. he likes it without it.- you told me so many times, i forgot. i wanted to tell you... see how happy she is?she loves you. i've got to tell yousomething, cledir. i know this is a specialoccasion for you...
go on! i think the time's not right yet... cheers! cheers! i'm going to recite a poem!quiet! life is an open air tunnel. love...oh, i'm no good at poetry. when i think of cledir i imaginea world of four letters: love. what about the honeymoon? we're going to araruama.anyone been there?
no. no money... humberto! this is marcã£o,and that 's my cousin robinson. - so you need a job?- yes. the guy who used to work with medisappeared. completely. do you like animals? - sure. animals?- then the job's yours. mã¡iquel, come and cut the cake! cledir was so beautiful that day.
and i realized i wantedto be a normal man. a working man, married... with children. that's what i wanted, to be aregular guy like everybody else. i was going to work at the pet shop.everything would be fine. lots of shit, right? only thing these animals knowwhat to do is shit. might as well get used to it, you'llhave to clean up plenty of baby shit. that 's what marriage is:baby shit.
and baby shit is like quicksand: take one step and the shitwon't let go of you. - not all marriages are the same.- they are. only the shit changes. there's porous shit, runny shit... women are only cuteuntil their wedding day. after that, they turn into fat,vindictive cows. they never forgive you forhaving married them! do you have any dog biscuits? - what brand?- any.
the most expensive. so this is whereyou're working, son? do you earn enoughto keep your family? you did a good, clean job, kid. brilliant future ahead of you. dr. carvalho, could we talk outside? you went off beforei could fully show... all my gratitude, son. not many peopleyou can rely on these days.
what's wrong? regrets?regret becoming a hero? of having ridsociety of a monster? here, this is for you. see you around. - that guy is a friend of yours?- he's my dentist. what a jerk. see, zilmar? from here i can seeall the entrances to the house. a monitor for each camera.i know who enters, who leaves. it's great.sometimes i sit here with my whisky.
see, sãlvio? i drinkmy whisky and sit waiting... for the day when someone comes. hang on, carvalho. you reallythink that shit might work? soares had bulletproof car,bulletproof door... and look what happened to him.he got royally fucked. like i said, a guy puts a gunto your head and what happens? you shit yourself. then you openthe door, the safe, the works. if a criminal wants to get intoyour house, he will do it. and he'll take your car,your dollars, your gold, the works!
only one way to deal with it. look, there's our guest now. we've got to be realistic.the cops are incompetent, corrupt. - can't expect a damn thing from them.- sure, carvalho! you think i'm expecting somethingfrom the cops? me? remember that crazednigger in that bus? the entire police forceagainst a street kid? remember what the kid shouted? i'm the devil's son!
honey, your father is talkingbusiness with his friends. go back to your room. go ahead, sãlvio, speak to the man! mã¡iquel, carvalho told me abouthow you've been helpful... about your credentials in thecommunity, how reliable you are... that you're ready for anything. justthis month i've been mugged twice. by a guy called neno.the guy is making... my family's life hell,and my businesses too. the police don't lift a finger'cause they're scared of the press...
who are afraid of the ngos. fuckingpriests talk about human rights... protecting 14,15 year-old pickpockets. we must defend ourselves. i want you to kill this criminal for me. - kill him?- sure, kill him. how much do you want to get ridof this guy? his name is neno. go on, son, ask away. sãlvio willgive you as much as you like. like it? i came for bil. i convinced cledirto let him stay there.
here. - got an old blanket?- what for? for bil. for the pig?! like pigs feel the cold, mã¡iquel!really! how do you know pigsdon't feel the cold? for heaven's sake! women are only interested in usto get married and have kids. then they spend the rest of theirlife getting on our nerves.
getting fatter and fatter. i don't know what's worse,the ones who put on weight... or those who work outand stay too thin. i've got this theory: women work out to staysexy for their lovers. if you ever find your wifeworking out in the gym... beat the shit out of her becauseshe must be cheating on you. today's your birthday. pick a dog as a present.
i'll take this one. his name is pickpocket.i've given them all names. pickpocket stealseveryone else's food. but i think it 's better if i takehim later. bil might not like him. - shall we serve dinner? i'm starving.- did you turn off the stove? yes. mã¡iquel, they're not coming.the baby's hungry, honey. come on, right whenthings are livening up? we're going to...
easy, easy. my name is robinson.this here is my friend enoque. aunt rosa, you can serve now!let's sit down, everyone. let's eat. it's ready.been in the oven for 4 hours. - it must be delicious.- what's this, cledir? why? where is... bil? we have a birthday party to go to.
you must be lookingfor someone else. how could you do this to me, cledir? i was gonna save him for christmas,but, well, it's your birthday. - you killed bil!- he messed up the house! only the backyardand i always cleaned it up! i know who you are, robinson.i'm looking for your friend. mã¡iquel. but you'll do. i'll never forgive you for this!i'll never forgive you for this!
i meant no harm.i was only trying to please you. there... robinson's dead. we were coming here,neno and the black guy... pereba. robinson knewright away, man. he said: 'easy, enoque, it's a setup.'he was right. he said: 'we're just going to a party.'deaf ears. the guy went round the car and said:'you've had it, i'm loaded.' bang! two shots.they took out robinson!
point blank, right beside me, man.they sent you a message, mã¡iquel. tell that peroxide fagnot to mess with neno. or i'll blow his brains out, too. enoque, give me some of that shit. you sure? this stuff isn't doinganything for me. nothing. enoque! give me that shit.c'mon. another. this shit is useless.
i'm going out.bastard sons of bitches! enoque, give me another.another one. izilda, where didyou put the cigarettes? you lost, bro. all right? - easy.- remember me, you son of a bitch? he can't see you. - here, look!- what the fuck, man? shit, you killed her, enoque! - sorry, i didn't mean to.- fuck.
sãlvio had asked me to kill neno.i refused. that'd been my mistake.i had to kill that guy. either kill, or be killed. it was better to kill. every morning i'd give him a banana. bil was very intelligent. how do they kill pigs? i don't know. i hope bil didn't suffer.
i'm sad about robinson, too. but bil kept us company, didn't he? no one's gonna kill you. i won't let them. - where have you been all night?- i told you. i waited up all night for you!you could've phoned! you didn't come home because of thatpig. bil was a pig. like chicken... ...they're there to be eaten.- give me a break, cledir! don't talk to me like that. i roastedthe pig because it was your birthday.
i didn't know you liked it that much. i do everything for you,and you treat me like a dog. - then he treats you fine!- if you don't mind! i've got a meeting, humberto.give me some time, cledir! time? you've got time to go offwith those sluts! mã¡iquel?! kamikaze. kami means 'wind'and kaze means 'divine'. divine wind. the hurricane thatdestroyed the mongol fleet... which was going to invade japangot that name, kamikaze. the divine wind saved japanfrom the mongols.
on war against the americans,the japanese suicides... i saw that movie. kamikazes and japanese got screwedand americans won the war. mã¡iquel, stop givingthe kid those almanacs. and now she wants to learn english. 'how do you do?how do you do? where is the book? the book is on the table.' what are you learning english for?you hardly speak portuguese.
so i don't speak portuguese?ask me something. ask what?i don't know it myself. whatever, ask me thesynonym of any word. 'symonym?'what the fuck's that? i'll tell you. for example:'dumb'. synonym, 'marcã£o'. he's leaving tomorrow. - erica, go and have a coke, go on.- what are you talking about? - why can't i hear?- kamikaze stuff. - go.- shit.
it'll have to be tonightat the funk rave. funk rave?shit, i hate funk raves. out, girls. look at the sizeof that guy's arm, man! he couldn't lift a fingerfor anyone, son of a bitch. spends all day at the gym,working out, damn playboy. taking vitamins.that 's something fags do. he's a real gum fag.hey, are you a man? let me see, here.here, take a hit, go on.
go on, there. that 's it, you likea nice snort, right? hey man, this stuff is taking effect... i feel like taking a dump. that 's right. i'll take a shitand you can eat it! ever since i was kid i've wantedto make someone eat my shit, see? and you're the onewho's gonna eat my shit. galego, pull over. whose idea was it to bringthis guy along?
- enoque couldn't make it.- not 'guy', friend. i've got a name. look here, zã© galinha. we didn't bring anyone along to eatshit. you can't do that to someone. if i want him to eat my shit,he'll eat my shit, okay? and a jerk like youwon't stop him eating my... thanks, man. man shot to death is found shooting and death in ramos more victims of violence
here's the son of a bitch! nice album, kid.congratulations. hygienic work. hygienic and patriotic. that 's how you builda decent nation. where's the bathroom? end of the corridor, son,on your left. you? i was looking for the bathroom.
my father won't like this one bit. in fact, he'll thinkit was on purpose. he needn't know, though, right? in fact, he needn't find outabout what happened here. i need to go back to the living room.you know where the bathroom is? i'm not surei'm going to let you go. don't do this to me. don't you want to fuck me? i've got to get back.
it was 10 p.m.my wife was away... i was watching tv in the bedroomwhen i heard a noise downstairs. so i went down to see.found this black guy... in the living room with a gun.he was nervous... i even said: 'you can takeanything you want. i'm alone. take all you want.'so he told me to sit on the sofa. i asked whether i could have a whiskyand he said he'd have one too. i gave him one.he sat down beside me... told me his nickname was pedrã£o,that his wife was pregnant...
that he hated stealingbut he was fucked... one of those bastards we'veseen a million times. get to the point, zilmar, come on. hello? what? i'll be right there. my daughter's just been born. - let's have a little whisky.- let's celebrate, that's wonderful. i didn't die because i managedto drag myself to the gate... where a neighbor found me,all fucked up, on the sidewalk.
so that 's your little job: pedrã£o. kneel down. i didn't know, but jesushad scheduled a meeting with me. i'm going to give myself up to himbody and soul, in church. keep your daughter and your wife. - yes?- is erica in? 'better the sadness of a smilethan the sadness.' erica, let's go. have you met minister marlãªnio?
- pleasure. marlãªnio.- pleasure. - let 's go.- i'm reading the bible with him. nothing is more important than thewords of jesus. jesus said: 'now i've finally come upon youfor i'll send my wrath...' i need to talk to you. we can read the bible tomorrow,erica, no problem. i don't want anything to do with you.i was 12 when i saw my father die... and decided no one wouldmake me suffer again. you killed suel...
and that didn't throw me,i didn't go to the cops. i asked you to look after me,and you did. you married and i didn't kill myself.you had a daughter... started getting rich, going aroundwith big shots and leaving me alone. that hurt, you leaving me alone. but marlãªnio taught me thatgod is always near us. and whoever has jesus in hisheart doesn't need anyone else. that stupid fucking preacher'sfilling your head with bullshit. i love you, erica.
prove it. what do you want me to do? cut my arm off?cut my left leg off? you want me to cut my cock off?do you? no way you'd do it.you do nothing for me. i'll do anything you say,anything at all. i want cledir to disappearfrom our lives. welcome to the lord's realm. the door might look narrow,but jesus's heart is very wide.
it's so wide and friendly that hasroom for the saint and the sinner. inside of it there's room for me,you, everybody. those away from jesusare the ones who should fear. that 's because they walkhand in hand with the devil. and god sees all. god knows all. and punishes everyone most terriblyfor crimes committed. think about it, brothers and sisters. let's be in peace with our lordand savior jesus christ.
hallelujah. pedro damacenoshot to death where have you been lately?i never see you at home. i'm working at the churchof the almighty heart of jesus. i've come to return your key. i'm moving there. where did you say you're living? at the church of thealmighty heart of jesus. marlãªnio arranged it.you know where it is.
- who's marlãªnio?- what are you doing there? that's none of your business.who's marlãªnio? - right, that's none of your business.- who's this marlãªnio? my minister. i clean the church, wash, cook,fill in and stamp the cards... - what cards?- the congregation's cards. let her live at the church,do whatever she likes. it's about timeshe disappeared from our lives. why can't she stay here?what has she done wrong?
listen here, i'm not stupid! erica, i never want to see you again.get out of my man's life, you hear? scram! go on! are you having an affair with her? - you been fucking that kid?- no, cledir. yes! you've been fucking the kid!how could you do this to me?! come back here, open the door!scumbag, open the door! scumbag, open the door! open this door!open this door, scumbag!
'be ye therefore be wiseas serpents... and harmless as doves.' - erica, i need to talk to you.- can't you see i'm busy? marlãªnio told mei'm to become his assistant. i don't want to meet your son.go away! it's a girl. samanta. you alone?i need to talk to you. god sees all, knows all... and will punish us mostterribly for crimes committed. my weary hearti give to you, jesus.
i give my life to god becausehis son gave his for my sake. just look at her face. so unhappy... is she going to sleepin our bed with us? are you mã¡iquel? - yeah.- inspector santana, 45th precinct. - going out?- yeah, got a few things to do. is this your car? only good thing about this car is...
its trunk.had one once. give me a ride? dr. carvalho gave me your address. i've been following your work. i've got a...in the trunk there's a... the folks in the neighborhood areall on your side and you know it. the shopkeepers respect you. i've a proposition to make. santana offered me partnership...
in a private security company. the idea was straightforward:everyone needs security. the small shopkeepers,big businessmen... factories, millionaires.he'd set up a company... with employees, accountant,lawyer, the works. only my name can't appear. youcome in with your work and your... team.my name is right out, okay? what's up, something bothering you? my wife, cledir.
she's disappeared from home. what do you mean, disappeared? disappeared. this is your office.like it? it's not very big,but you don't need more... than this right now. the objective here is securityfor the neighborhood. that is, for the shops, for thosewith money, right, son? sure. santana told me...
santana doesn't exist here. eleonorjust looks after the front end. one other thing. you should wear a suit, a decentshirt. get some respect, son. our company takes care of... our organization... provides services to over3o companies. here's... a list.do call and check, if you like. i've got my own setup here.i work with specialized people... first class pros.i've got everything i need.
sorry, but we don't needthat sort of service at ãtila. thanks for your time.here's my phone. if you need anything,we're at your service. hit the deck, man, get down! get down, son of a bitch! get your face down,or i'll blow your brains out. c'mon, man. don't shoot me. i know i fucked upbut i won't anymore. do you knowãtila transportation company?
sure, they're up on gamboa. till you kill your first guy, youthink you have to learn how to kill. learning to killis like learning to die. one day you die, and that's that. if you're holding a gun, that's it,you know all there is to know. suspicious about what? ã‰rica, cledir's aunt can go to hell.how could she be suspicious? get out!go and buy anything you like! you think i would buya screen that size?
how many inches is it? you callthis a home theater, damn it? good evening, ladies and gentlemen.we're gathered here to listen... to the words of ourman of the year... elected by the neighborhood. mr. mã¡iquel jorge! i'm deeply moved by this honor. it is the duty of all of usto fight ceaselessly so that... those who wish to live in peacetraders, workers... neighbors, fathers,mothers and families...
may enjoy a most necessarytranquility and safety. - if i ever did anything for you...- where were you? ...it was no more than my duty. i shall not rest, i promise.thank you. you know what 's in this bag? cledir's clothes. i told you to throwthat out, erica. i can't.i was going to the other day... only i found this top, look.
you don't speak english.you don't know what it means. hello? hi, galego.easy, man. speak slowly. wait, galego. - ã‰rica!- just a minute. come here! - what's he doing in here?- i invited him for a coffee. galego, i'll be right over. i don't like that guy.what's he doing in here? poor thing, mã¡iquel.the church needs money.
are you going to give him money? you said you were earning a shitloadof money, for me to ask for anything. well, i want to givemoney to the church. i can't believe you can't handlethis on your own! i manage this shit now! i don't workthe streets anymore. where are they? don't know. enoque's vanished.marcã£o hasn't shown up for 2 days. this job needs more people anyway. hello. holy shit! aren't you a police chief?can't deal with this?
he knows everything,but won't open his mouth. find a way for me to havea word with him, all right? marcã£o's been arrested with 2 poundsof coke. what the fuck's going on? five minutes, okay? someone put the finger on me.someone wants to fuck me. - who?- someone who's jealous. i'm on top, got a brand new car,dress well. some people can't stand seeinga black guy go up in the world. - two pounds of coke?- it's all lost, mã¡iquel.
find a way to get me out of here.talk to santana. the drug squad... went looking for drugs buried inmarcã£o's yard, and found a body. i can't believe you guysfucked up like this. i can smell shit. no problem, as long as marcã£odoesn't talk, it'll be all right. you don't understand. there's smellof shit. you must 've trod in shit. holy shit, that nigger sure is dumb. he's dumb but you're goingto get him out of there.
i can't do a thing.i've told you a thousand times. - he was nabbed in other jurisdiction.- jurisdiction, what the fuck? - are you a police chief or not?- easy, man. there's a little matter calledthe law. honest cops do exist. even if i wanted to,i couldn't release an idiot... who buried a body in his backyard. it wasn't marcã£o. i know marcã£o.it wasn't him. so who was it?whose body is it?
i dreamed about christ last night. he rang the bell. i opened thedoor, he came in and said: 'erica, you and mã¡iquel must turnyourselves in to the police.' jesus always wants peopleto turn themselves in. want anything? chocolate milk. don't you think i look like him? take a look. amazing.
the spitting image. mã¡iquel, there's somethingi have to tell you. i told marlãªniothat we killed cledir. it's faith that extinguishesthe fire of hell! it's faith that cleanses your soul!faith that purifies your body! it is faith that saves us!please all rise. let us join hands. and now, hand in hand... i'd like a prayer of faith.faith...
in our lord jesus. erica's not feeling well.she asked me to fetch you. priests can't go around tellingwhat they heard in confession. i'm not a catholic priest.i'm a pastor. erica promised me you'd turnyourselves in to the police. i gave her two days. if you confess everything,show repentance for your crimes... you shall be savedfrom the fires of hell. god did not mean usto be hateful and angry.
get out. if god thinks i should do more,i'll come back and kill you. - what happened to your hand?- nothing. - i'll call the pharmacist.- don't bother, gonzaga. i'd been robbed over 1o times.i was even shot. but since i joined sesepa,they left me in peace. i can even stay open all night,they don't dare to do a thing. i'd like to thank you, mr. mã¡iquel.thank you very much. there's somethingi wanted to say to you.
you set curfew in theneighborhood at 1o p.m. that 's not good, the night schoolshave to send students home earlier. i'll lift the curfew tonight.let everyone know. what about the park lawn? you could free the park lawn... ...for the kids to play ball.- i forbad kids to play on the lawn? yes. someone said they were damagingthe lawn, so you put a stop to it. no, no. i said grown-upscouldn't play there. children can,children up to about 10, 11.
you know i like kids. my name is paulo mendes. carvalho gave me your number.i have a company here in nilã³polis. and i' d like to meet you at sesepa. i've got quite a bit of trouble and... i need to talk to youabout our friend. meet me at the clubat 1o p.m., okay? listen, mã¡iquel. marcã£o was going to squeal.he was saying that...
he'd drag plenty down with him.meaning you and me, damn it. you've a glorious futureahead of you. that traitor of a niggerwas going to destroy you! have you had marcã£o killed,santana? what else could i have done, man? i can't believe this. first robinson, now marcã£o. you've got to get outof this world. let's confess everythingand escape the fires of hell.
i've been in hell for ages. yes? my name's max. i'm a policedetective. may i come in? this is erica, my sister. she's a bit upset.right, erica? with my sister...i mean, my wife disappearing. she... disappeared, left me. that's what i'd liketo talk to you about.
- have you found cledir?- i'll do the talking! how long hasyour wife been missing? a month, more or less. do you recognize this bracelet? it's my wife's.where did you find it? it was found on a corpsewe found buried... in the backyard of the drug dealermarcos de sousa, known as marcã£o. we think it might be your wife. cledir dead? she's dead?
you found her body? let me see that again. - may i keep it?- no. what's wrong, erica?are you scared of that cop? - no one can prove a thing!- i'm scared of you, mã¡iquel. you've changed. you liked going outwith me. you had fun, used to laugh... now everything stinks! you never sit down, never turnyour back, never sleep! i do everything for you, erica.i love you.
hear me quick, lord!i deserved to be punished. forgive me, lord.i don't want to sin no more. hear my prayer, let my claims get toyou. do not hide your face from me... on the day of my anguish, lean yourears to me on the day that i call. i deserved to be punished, forgiveme. i don't want to sin no more. you know you'vefucked up, don't you? so you kill your wife,and bury her... i didn't mean to. when i pushedcledir, she banged her head... it's no use.you won't be able to explain it.
the situation's fucked up. we came to offer you a scheme,something good for you. i'm not going to jail,and i'm not dying. listen to our plan, damn it! you'll be arrested anyway.so it 'd better be by santana. after a whileyou'll no longer be news. things cool off, people forget. remember the guy who killed parents,brother, grandma, the whole family? no one remembers him anymore.
before long some guy who rapesyoung girls will come along... and take your placein the headlines. i'll arrange rigged witnessesand put in the report... that the whole thing was a setupby a criminal friend of yours. no one will be able to provea damn thing against you. and you won't even stay in jailfor long 'cause our lawyer... is asking the judge to relaxyour sentence, got it? - i won't be arrested, damn it!- mã¡iquel, look at me. it was marcã£o who killed cledir,okay? everything's cool, man.
- so you don't want to be arrested?- no. fine. so you'll have to spend some timeat carvalho's place, in angra. - damn it, angra?- that's right. i'm arranging it with santana.take some time off, get a tan. - everything will be all right.- that bastard'll be off the hook... with your arrest. he'll be a heroand will do you like he did marcã£o. marcã£o, marcã£o!he never needed marcã£o! he needs me.he earns a fortune through sesepa.
galego, you never liked santana.they want to help me. - i'm going to angra.- listen... sesepa's dead. it'll lose all itsclients. that investigator... max, he's not into money.he'll get you, the dentist... santana... you've gotto get out of here, now! i get tons of letters,people love me. - no one wants me arrested.- anyone important? the people who count are those withmoney. to them you're pure poison. i never want to see you again, jerk.no way.
the pastor found a place for me,a long way away. you won't find me. i took your daughter. you nevergave a damn about her, anyway. and i took us$ 20,ooo from the safe. i'm sorry but i had to. i hope you go fuck yourselfand that your life turns to shit. till never again. i took your daughter. you never gave a damnabout her, anyway. i' m pregnant.
never turn your back, never sleep. that bastard'll be off the hook withyour arrest... police uncovers murder businesshe'll be a hero and will do you... like he did marcã£o. you've got a problem. i' m a dentist. we can helpeach other. i want you to kill that bastard. hey, son.you here? sit down.
how about a little whisky? life's so weird. if you let it, it flowsall by itself, like a river. but you can harness itand make life your horse. you make what you want out of life. each of us chooses his fate. horse or river. to thea and maria maud
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