Hey.
Competition?
Collecting on a debt.
Are there only those three?
No, no. There's one more. I'll show you.
I knew this boy...
Crazy fuck, there were rumors that he had huge drug debts...
his family paid for it. He is alive, but he got a hell of a beating.
-Béque's customer? -it looks like it.
Only if we get the son of a bitch we'll know that.
Hard to prove the "connection".
How's this one?
He's going to make it. A druggy's blood takes it's time coming out.
It would take a whole day for this piece of shit to bleed to death.
At least we have a witness.
This guy's fucked. He's screwed if he talks.
I'll talk on the radio, be right back.
That son of a bitch killed his whole family, but he's going to live.
That pisses me off.
His sentence was worse than death, man.
Boss,
I think there's a crackhead in Ceilandia, who might know something.
Can we check it out?
Go for it.
Let's go, Lua.
FEDERALS
NON-GOVERNMENTAL ORGANIZATION FOR A BETTER FUTURE
-Good afternoon, Mr. Gallo. -Good, very good.
That's nice.
Hey, Mr. Gallo...
The Reverend from the Temple Sons of the Light called...
-confirming the appointment today. -Thanks, darling.
Would you be needing anything else?
-Just some coffee, please. -Sure.
Seriously...
Have you ever imagined you'd be working with the Feds?
Vitals an old friend.
-Oh, so it's not your first time? -Nope.
It's mine. I'm losing my cherry.
And I'm enjoying it a lot.
More bread, right?
And out of uniform, riding in an unmarked car,
all the Feds' perks for doing the same work?
I'm in, Bro.
You know what a guy said to me once about your Civil Police?
"Two civil cops together is an association.
Three is a gang,
Four is an extermination group.
Five is the MAFIA,
organized crime, with an accountant and everything."
Second best in the world, my friend.
And what is the first, Lua?
The Toronto Police.
-Toronto? -Yeah, in Canada.
Ah, but it's the first world...
and the Mafias are much better organized there.
So, what's the plan, pilot?
The old "blood and beating at dawn" plan, bra...
which you in the Civil Police know as well as we do in the MP.
Squeeze the son of a bitch's balls till he gives up even his mother.
Police for those who need police.
Police, dammit...
-What's going on? -Get off my way ma'am. Fuck!
Hey, hey, cut that out.
Have you forgotten how this thing here works, big guy?
You crazy? Down!
That's enough. That's enough, bro.
It's over, it's over. Everyone go home, move.
Get out of the way!
Let go of my son, you son of a bitch!
Get inside!
What are you going to do with my son?
What are you going to do with my son? Huh?
Get out! Away.
Greater is our enthusiasm and positive attitude in life.
Go in peace, in the Lord's way.
Mr. Gallo.
Hi, Reverend, how are you?
What a pleasure.
Here's the thing, today I've got good news:
that money we were waiting on for our charity work was finally released.
Praise the Lord.
I had been working for a while on support from the local Government...
-for our project. -I am very happy.
I'd been praying for it to work out.
Would you like some water or coffee?
With this drought, some water would be most welcome.
True, humidity is very low today.
Hi.
How are you?
Okay.
I saw on TV what happened at South Lake today.
Fucked up shit.
Hello.
I'm on my way.
I have to go.
Okay... Bye.
So, then?
I don't know.
I don't know anything.
Know nothing?
You son of a bitch...
give me something.
Hey, Master... listen up.
Today, they killed an entire family in the city...
you understand?
The whole family.
So, you'd better say something, anything.
There's a new bar around... that's a drug spot.
That's news... Is it Béque's?
Is it from Béque Batista this drug spot, crazy fuck?
I don't know. It's someones shit.
I don't know.
No way, man.
What happened there?
I don't know... when we arrived he was already like this.
SO?
A bunch of "I-know-nothings", but he did mention a bar.
At least one more drug place well end up shutting down.
So, guys? What's up, kid?
-Is there a problem? -What was that for?
Do you know any better way to unluck a locker?
Tell me, I wanna know.
The dictatorship is gone I thought.
Withing time I want to hear you stand up to that.
Fuck you!
You're not going to last long dealing with them so soft.
Go fuck yourself.
That's enough, Dani!
Let this guy sleep here and let him go tomorrow.
As for that bar, I want you to keep an eye on it.
Tomorrow, right away, yesterday.
Check out everything, who goes in, who comes out. Everything.
-Where are you going? -To a party. I'm gonna work.
What do you have there for us?
-Want some? -I've just smoked...
Shall we go to my place?
Hi.
You were late. Everything okay at work?
Same ol.
And you, are you cool?
Yeah.
I'm going.
Will you come back?
What's your name?
Daniel.
Sophie.
Pleased to meet you.
Some water, please.
Thanks.
-Good morning, Vital. -Good morning.
-It's been a long time... -Yeah.
Hey there, bringing me some good "dica"?
"Dica"?
I'll have some coffee, want some?
Yeah.
I already know what you're going to say. It won't happen again.
I'm not here to give you a scolding.
This is cozy, you can get married now.
I just want to chat, see that you're in shape.
Their style isn't quite like ours... Feds.
I know that, it isn't, nor does it have to be, Dani.
Do get something into your head.
It's out of question for us to lose to crooks...
ever.
This is a special situation, it calls for...
Like it was special during the military dictatorship?
So, what was it like?
It was different.
We didn't always know what we were doing.
And did you know?
At that time I thought so. There wasn't room for doubts.
Did you torture anybody?
NO.
Not everybody who served in the military government...
participated in that stuff.
-My job was different. -And if you had been asked to?
Maybe I wouldn't be a policeman today.
I would never do shit like that for political reasons.
Is there a difference?
NO.
If I had lived during that time, I would have been an urban guerrilla.
And I would end up killed by one of your colleagues.
Our colleagues.
Dictatorship from the left, the right, it's all the same.
So, why would you fight?
I know myself, I've had my revolt-against-the-world period.
I would fight on the side that was against the system.
So, you're fighting on the wrong side now.
NO.
I'm fighting for the less-wrong side. The side I think is right.
It's not that, Dani.
Whatever the government in power, it doesn't matter to us...
that's our job. That's us.
I used to think just like you when I started in the police.
Things don't change.
NO.
Look at that.
Isn't that the same guy from yesterday?
Hey, buddy, give me one of those there.
-This one? -Yeah.
Is this chair taken?
-Help yourself. -I'll get one for myself.
Take it, I can't. Alcoholic.
It would have been weird if I had ordered an orange juice.
I'm dumb, I should have sent Rocha...
the bro would have liked it...
drinking on duty, and not being punished.
-Hey, Lua, about that incident... -Kid... Forget it.
-I wouldn't wan... -Chill out.
Check that out.
Every other day, that guy shows up around here.
He stays at the bar, doesn't grab a table
chats with the owner, after a while he leaves.
He might be a barfly.
Barfly...
Attention, people, everyone up. Hands on the wall.
What's going on? What's going on?
Shut up, sir.
Wheres the warranty?
Warrant!
Hands on the wall.
GO! GO!
There's a party at the shed tonight.
Everyones invited: look at this! Looks pure!
Cuff him, cuff the man.
What about the gringo?
Worried about us.
The bar was the shits.
A good distribution point in Ceilandia.
Yes. Our losses weren't big, but reasonable.
What about Mr. Manoel?
Don't worry about him. He's trustful.
We have a good lawyer working on that, and his family is taken care of.
He's out in three years.
What else?
Things are going.
It just can't stop.
This is interesting.
Béque, the cops are here.
Let's go, Mathias! Let's go!
I'm going, I'm going, easy.
Lua, how's it over there?
It's fucked up, Vital, the guys way out in front of us.
Are you ok?
Boss! This one is alive.
-To the hospital? -To the hospital?
Don't take this bum there. It's just more of a headache.
I've just pulled up the guys file.
Attorney, president of a NGO the owner of that house.
We have to get this guy out of here as soon as possible.
Lua is already trying to take care of that.
The guys a drug trafficker.
Theyll try to bust him out of here...
He might be a trafficker out there, but here he's my patient.
A criminal in a hospital is an invitation to a rescue attempt...
we won't be able to secure everyone in here.
By any chance are you police able to secure those who are out there?
No dice.
She's doing her job, we had best do ours.
Get the Secretary involved...
call the Headquarters, the COT, Civil Police
reinforce what you can get for security.
And Gallo? Who is with Gallo?
Vaz, I told him to be glued to the guy.
See... Lua...
That guys important alive.
Yes... alive, Vital, but under us.
Sure...
In the worst scenario, finish him.
-Vaz, from now on keep an eye out. -Ok.
We're going to be out there all night long...
if you realize they're going to manage to get near this guy...
put a bullet in his head.
And if there's anything unusual...
let us know by radio.
What's up?
They put Rocha on the second floor, hell be sedated, hell sleep soon.
-Keep on course, Dani. -Ok.
Federal Police. Nobody uses the phone. Nobody moves.
-Is this the computer? -Yes, this is the one.
What is this?
-We have to take him to Radiology. -No way.
The doctor is waiting for him.
-I'll go with you. -You know best.
It's cool.
I don't see any X-Ray machine in here.
Radiology is in the other wing.
So, Vaz?
Sorry, I wasn't able to warn you guys before the house bust.
Everything is too compartmentalized in this operation...
-it's last minute stuff. -That's fine.
We're even now.
You did the right thing, Ma'am.
Vital!
Get out! Get out!
Dani, the guy is running away.
Calm down.
You two, with me.
Grab these two here.
Ma'am, excuse us.
What happened?
I don't even know, Vital. I didn't see anything.
You're not going to shoot.
No, no, I'm not, Vaz.
Why?
One of you two, inside now.
Take him.
Hold her here.
Ma'am, you are going to answer for this too.
This is getting very hard.
And we didn't even get to question the guy.
In the renewal, we will be light...
In the renewal, we will have light!
All Stand.
A reading from The Proverbs.
Nobody leaves, please.
Federal Police! Everybody down!
So, then, man?
SO?
I don't know.
It might be better to be in jail...
answer, and be done with it.
The Feds are completely crazy...
you have no idea.
Yes, I do.
I do.
Have one.
They closed your NGO...
they closed your Temple...
the whole shit...
They started Operation "Let's Fuck Béque".
But it's okay, I don't care...
things aren't good...
but it could be worse.
If there's one thing that works peaches in Brazil is crime...
even the laws here are created by criminals.
And this city... there's a lot of people here to snore...
to shoot, to have fun, to get crazy, to spend.
Damn it's the fuckin dope Capital.
Dope Capital.
Police? I've dealt with cops all my life.
Cheer up, brother.
Cheer up and let's get to work.
Out-of-season carnival starts next month...
and we have to supply the demand.
On top of that...
in this country Carnival is an all-year-party.
Great fucking market...
great fucking market.
What did you say?
You're still on the joint?
Don't you want something stronger?
No, thanks.
-You can't get it up with that stuff. -Not with you.
I have to go to the Embassy.
Are you a diplomat?
Yes, I am...
from Venezuela.
Land of pretty women.
Brazilians are prettier.
And you?
What do you do?
At this moment, I adore you.
I have to go, I'll call you.
I gotta go.
Son of a bitch!
Dammit, Paula, I'm in control.
Tell that to your police buddies and the AA people.
-You don't fool me. -It was a bitch today, anxiety.
Anxiety, Lua? It's your profession, you chose it.
All that shit makes me sick.
Me, too.
-What's up cops? -Discharged already?
Yes, nothing broke. I'm standing up and counting.
Hey, what's this? Your phone number? You fag, big guy?
No. It's a fox I'm screwing. It's for you.
I heard about your baptism of fire at South Lake, you didn't flinch.
Damn it.
You're becoming a real cop, you deserve to taste other pussy.
It's your award from your bro here.
I'll call her today.
No, not today, pal.
Todays her day to see the "ebony cane".
How's that?
I'm not jealous, if it's washed, it's new.
If you don't mind catching seconds from the bro.
-What's she like? -Blond, Blacks like blonds, man.
Fuckinracist.
No, when the gringos come here, don't they want mulattas?
Are they racists because of that, no.
They dig mulattas, I dig blondes.
It's a matter of taste for each one, preference, that's all.
Some talk...
To change the subject...
what I regret is not having been able to be with you guys...
in the hospital, Vital.
-The guy just disappeared? -Gonne.
With help from the MPs, Civil Police, Dept. of Public Safety...
-and all that shit? -Yeah. Gallo is history.
Don't forget to give me the checkbook.
I'm going to balance them before I go to bed.
How was the Echogram?
Oh, you remembered, finally.
Everything is fine.
Doctor said Betinho is healthy.
Too bad you couldn't be there.
Do you want to talk about what's going on? Anything?
No. Let it go.
Things happen for a reason, love.
I guess...
Hey, a buddy of mine is going to give you a buzz...
treat him well.
He already called.
But when he comes over...
-He already did. -What?
Oh, Rocha, keep going.
He came by and I treated him very well...
Not better than the "treatment" you give me, was it, dear?
Much better... you sow what you reap, big guy.
And the boy sowed very well.
It's "reap what you sow" dumb bitch.
He de... ser... ves it!
Ciao, fox.
Ciao.
I adore you.
Not at all, slut...
whore...
Hot stud.
Quiet, you fuck!
Rocha, I brought you here for a real simple reason.
Short and sweet.
You have two choices...
either you work for me...
or you die right now.
SO?
Ok, It's like this:
Rochas been talking to me for the last few days about...
some information he's been digging up.
-Yes, you told me. -We've got it in hand.
There's some hint about what could be another of Béque's drug stash houses.
And we are going there.
The four of us, at dawn, today.
Just us?
-Yeah, it's a small distribution point. -That's it.
-The brother is full of tips then... -You should work harder.
I'm working, what do you know about me?
Come on, bro.
Rocha is doing a good job.
If you want, I'll go in first.
Don't listen to him.
Get out of here! Today, at dawn.
Just trying to work, man.
You're late, boss. That's rare, huh?
let's go.
Let's go, let's go.
Go, go...
-Dani? -I'm fine.
Federal Police!
Get out, let go of the gun, now!
Get out! Get out!
Stop there, kid. Freeze!
Freeze.
Everything okay with you?
Son of a bitch.
The guy sent children.
Is that news to you?
When I get used to that shit...
I want to retire...
Stop! Gun down!
How did I miss that motherfucker?
What fuckin tip was that?
Take it easy, bro. Don't freak out on me now!
Ain't no one freaking out here, bro, he's right.
You sell out to that dude, bro? You sell out to Béque, you son of a bitch?
Put the gun down, Lua.
Shit, Lua, put that fucking thing down, you crazy?
Put the gun down, bro.
I am in it, partner.
I've been shot for free, huh?
Cut the bullshit, bro, what's going on down here, motherfucker?
Wanna know? Yeah, the guy got to me.
Son of a bitch!
He go to me, he threatened my ass and shit.
He stuck a piece right here, in my face!
What do you say, you son of a bitch?
But I told Vital everything, goddamnit.
The same day!
He told me to keep quiet...
that we use it against the dude, for me to keep "playing it"...
Yeah, right.
I wasn't just gonna give em a partner.
He was as much my friend.
Man, I ain't ever gonna be able to prove nothing here.
But the guy is out there, winning the game.
Now's when we gotta get together, more than ever.
Put the gun down, Lua.
I'm MP...
I'm black.
I'm poor.
I gotta get me some cash, ain't that right, bro?
You son of a bitch! No way you could be sure.
What have you done, man?
-That's why I wasted him. -Béques fucking with us.
Motherfucker!
You really aren't going to take the keys?
NO.
I'm sorry about Vital and Rocha.
You didn't know either one of them.
I didn't know you.
Honestly...
I don't blame you.
What have you become, Lua?
A Policeman.
What's up?
What about Gallo?
No sign of him. Have they caught him?
No. Dammit, shit.
What's going on, Béque?
Find Gallo and kill him.
Fine, if that's what you want.
No, that's not what I want.
It's what I have to do.
GO.
Béque, your calls ready.
Hi.
Hey, how's it going?
Moving on.
Has Gallo calmed down?
I wish.
Keep cool.
Whatever happens be cool.
Ok.
They picked up some people in the first Precinct.
-They want us to check it out. -What for?
Some group they got there in a raid, at night.
-I'll go. -I want to talk about something.
Vitals move was to get together a good team, the most trustworthy possible...
but that's hard in the police. Not even he was able to.
I really hope you believe in it.
Here's the thing: upper crust. Everybody with dope.
Since you're investigating it, I thought it might interest you.
You did well.
That foreigner there blabbed some shit, said she was a diplomat...
but no papers.
Before calling the State Department, we decided to give you a call.
No wonder they say Brasilia is just a big backwoods town...
You know her?
Let me see her alone.
You're a cop.
You didn't call me.
So, what happens now?
-You tell me something. -What?
-Anything. -I don't have anything to say.
You tell me something...
and you get out of here, free and with no record.
If you don't, you'll be tomorrows headlines. Your boss will love it.
What do you want to know?
Béque Batista. Do you know anything about him?
Everybody in this town, in this "Court" knows where that guy is.
From what it looks only the police don't.
You want Carlos Batista?
I'll give you Béque Batista.
Take it.
It was the only thing I managed to keep from your colleagues.
Keep it with you.
You'll need it.
Brother, Béque is right.
I'm a living file much larger than the one the Feds found on my computer.
That's for sure.
The three of us are. You, him and me.
But we don't need to kill each other because of that.
I just want one chance.
I've got a way.
One side or the other could even catch me someday...
but I want this one chance.
Take care of yourself.
We don't need a witness to this agreement of ours.
Good luck, man.
YOU too.
Federal Police!
Radio!
Lua, where are you? On the pursuit?
-Yeah... -How am I going to find you?
Follow the shots sound.
Calm down. I'm not going to hurt anyone.
For God's sake...
Go there, go there!
Any sight of the guy?
Negative, negative, Dani. Nothing from here.
Get out of there, you son of a bitch!
Get out!
Gun down. Gun down!
Calm down boy, calm down...
easy, I lost kid, I lost...