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It's time, bro.
Everyone pay attention, fam.
Let's go.
These pigs are going down.
No messing around. Focus on the fucking mission!
Then the system will collapse, got it? We're the fucking Brotherhood.
The area of concern is on Ayrton Senna Avenue.
Moderate traffic on the Marginal Tietê Highway
towards Castelo Branco this afternoon.
CIVIL POLICE
109TH PRECINCT
Fuck.
Did smashing it work, babe?
Talk to this machine.
- I'm too pregnant for this. - Poor thing.
No, seriously. I'm going to kill someone today.
Stop. Hate only brings hate.
They're coming.
No. Forget it.
- What's this? - Look at that!
- Congratulations! - My God. I'm fucked.
This guy knows how to lie. I didn't suspect anything!
- You didn't know? He's an actor. - It was a little white lie.
I just want this kid to follow her godfather's advice.
- Let's hope she's smarter than that. - Look at our surprise for Aurora.
It's so beautiful!
I know you only did this for the cake.
Ten years after the death of their leader, Edson Ferreira, AKA Edinho Savage,
the Brotherhood has grown more organized and violent,
claiming responsibility for the riots.
There are already 25... no, wait, 29 prisons rioting in different areas of the state.
Here. For our brave girl.
- You guys are so cute! Can I open it? - I hope you like it.
Of course!
Get down!
Are you okay?
Was that a fucking bomb?
- I'll go see what's happening. - What blew up?
- Be careful. - Be careful, okay?
- What the fuck? - Do you see anything?
Fuck, it's one of our cars!
Go!
- They're surrounding us! - Hold them back!
Shield yourself, Dalva!
No, get down!
The motherfucking Brotherhood!
- Dalva, stay here! - CEPOL!
Shots fired at the 109th Precinct!
- Get down! - It's the fucking Brotherhood!
Fuck!
Come on!
- Son of a bitch! - Run!
I've got a cop here!
Fucking run!
Dalva. What happened? Did you get hit?
I'm bleeding. Romero, look!
Are you in pain? Can you feel her moving?
- Let's go. - Let's go.
Go! I've got you covered!
What's wrong?
My water broke!
- Go! - Go!
- They blocked the road. Send backup! - Go!
CEPOL! They're shooting up the 109th Precinct!
Clear the channel! We're being attacked!
It's the fucking Brotherhood!
We need immediate backup!
Attention, all units!
Orders are to go only in teams, armed, and with vests.
All hands to the patio.
The back road is safe. This way.
This way. That's it.
Help me here, damn it!
Here!
Easy.
Help!
There's no way.
- I'm gonna bring a car over. - I'm coming with you.
- Go! - Let's go!
Go, everyone!
- There! Everyone go! - Go!
They're heavily armed!
...obligatory use of bulletproof vests. Urgent communications only.
CEPOL, this is unit 45.
Shots fired at military police. Requesting backup!
M51 pursuing the individuals
who attacked the military police in Freguesia!
Roger that, M51...
Go!
Priority! We need three vehicles...
Open up! Open the fuck up!
Move!
Military police officer shot on Artur Orlando St.
- What the fuck? - They're attacking everyone!
We're on the way.
CEPOL, we got news of a firefighter shot near Estação da Luz.
- They're coming faster. - It's okay.
Okay? We're gonna get out of here.
Officer down.
Requesting immediate assistance. Top priority.
I can't take it.
Roger that.
It's gonna be okay, babe. It's gonna work out.
We're almost there.
CEPOL. Bronze 25 Echo...
- Get down, Dalva. - What? Oh God!
Get down!
What the fuck? What the fuck is this?
My God!
Go!
Hurry!
Help!
Fuck!
CEPOL! Priority!
Shots fired at a police car behind the 109th Precinct!
Bronze 28 Echo.
Grenade attack at the Santana Regional Courthouse.
God, they're coming!
Dalva, are you okay?
Breathe, okay?
Widespread attacks on police units.
We have orders to return.
Fuck!
Fucking move!
Fuck!
- What's wrong, Dalva? - Stop! It's happening!
- Okay. - Stop anywhere.
It hurts a lot!
Fuck!
Okay.
Go!
Stop!
I can't do this.
Come on.
I can't do this.
- It hurts. - You can do this.
- Relax. - It hurts a lot.
Babe. Look at me.
You can do this.
Okay?
I'm here with you.
It's gonna be all right. Okay?
- Okay. - It's gonna be okay.
- Okay. - Do it.
- I can't do this. I can't! - We can do this. Okay?
- Breathe. - I need a doctor!
- Breathe. - I need a doctor. It won't work.
There's no way. Babe, it's just me and you.
- It won't work. I can't do it. - Push. Push, babe.
- You can do it. - I can't do it.
- I can't-- - Look at me!
You can do this.
You can.
Let's go. Breathe.
Do it. Breathe.
Push. I'm with you.
It's just you and me.
Breathe, Dalva.
I'm with you. Breathe.
Push.
Dalva, you're almost there.
Our daughter's coming. You're close.
Push. Do it, baby.
Push, Dalva.
A little more.
Do it.
That's it! Push harder! Don't stop pushing!
Keep going!
That's it!
STATE OF FEAR
2 DAYS BEFORE
I miss going to pagode shows with you.
What? Did I hear that right?
That you miss pagode?
Are you okay?
It's so hard to get you out of the house.
I wish I could go out on the town with you.
Doesn't matter where.
Then it's a deal.
When you get out, we'll go see pagode every day.
All right, Counsel.
When I get out, I'm gonna love obeying you.
I like knowing I have that much influence.
If the guys found out how much, it would look bad.
It's time.
Shall we?
What's up?
Are we trading places?
You stay here, and I go out?
What's wrong?
That transfer rumor is going around again.
But you don't need to worry.
What does that mean?
Who are they transferring? Where? When?
They said it's a big transfer.
To maximum security.
Maximum security?
Fuck!
They wanna isolate me, weaken the Brotherhood.
Calm down, baby.
I have a meeting with my guy at the department.
- They'll say it's illegal-- - Are you kidding?
They don't give a fuck.
We gotta talk.
- Ivan. - Listen, bros.
Wait.
- Ivan. - Gather around, bros.
Come here!
- Ivan. Hey. - Bros, listen to Ivan.
Listen. I wasn't done.
Hang on, Zica.
Don't lose your temper and do something stupid.
Did you forget how much we grew
once we started doing business instead of fighting?
The day we accept being humiliated,
the Brotherhood is dead, Cristina.
If you'd ever spent a single day in here,
you'd know there's respect that's earned by sweat and blood.
You're not thinking of the Brotherhood.
- No, Mom. - Excuse me, sir.
Cleber doesn't want me to, but I must thank you for the help.
He's moving to an intermittent sentence. He never could've afforded a lawyer alone.
That's what the Brotherhood is for.
You have to have lived this hell
to know why we're on this path and what a real fight is.
I'm counting on you out there.
We're in this together forever now, right?
- Let's go. - Goodbye.
You forgot to mention that this counselor, who doesn't know what a real fight is,
is the one who got him that deal.
I might not know how bad it is in here,
but I'm out there every day,
fighting for the Brotherhood.
Even when you refuse to see it.
Ma'am, nothing will change the governor's mind.
The transfer will happen. That's a fact.
He's not wrong.
Saying he isolated the leadership in an election year will look good.
But I don't know if riot photos in the papers
will help the governor's campaign.
Because you know the Brotherhood won't accept this, right?
Of course you do.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be here drinking this sweet coffee.
Ma'am, you're a smart woman.
You're well aware of how valuable our friendship is.
But if you want to keep doing business,
you have to guarantee there won't be a reaction.
And how do you propose I do that?
Aren't you in charge in there?
I thought you'd take over once the boss was isolated.
Was I wrong?
MC Elisa attacks first!
MC Dig responds!
And what does the crowd want?
Blood!
Tell me your name!
Feeling pissed? Ask to see the manager
The straight man's ego should be studied
Seriously, bro
Y'all need therapy
The girls all flying high And you're stuck at the bar
Check out my rhyme
This is real talk
Go do some laundry It's not rocket science
Go do some laundry?
Shut up, girl
Your life is easy You've never done chores
Do us a favor And tell us what you're doing here
You pretend you're hood But you were raised in Jardins
Hey, for real, look at the horizon
Don't talk about my hustle Until you've crossed that bridge
You gonna take that?
What you're doing Is acting like an asshole
Do your hustle I'm not judging your situation
Yeah, I had to cross the bridge I won't deny it
It sucks to come so far To teach you to rhyme
Teach him!
Keep thinking you're all that Do your princess pose
Cake your face in makeup And still look ugly
Listen, you could never stress me out
It's obvious you're a slut And put out for whoever shows up
Are you kidding? Have some respect!
Go fuck yourself, asshole!
Forget about those losers!
Violence is for the weak That's not our thing
Let him come at me I'll take him down with poetry
You called me a slut? That's so cliché
Misogyny is old news I'll make you understand
You came here in violence But there's no place for you here
Because words are my weapon
And what's right will prevail
Loser!
- No, man. She's bluffing! - Let's fold.
- She's bluffing! - She's got a good card.
- She's got a good one. - I know she doesn't.
No, calm down.
- Call it. - I'll jump in the pool if you don't.
Go jump, then.
- I'm a bad bitch, baby! - I told you!
- Respect where I come from. Thanks, babe. - I told you!
That's my girl. I have nothing!
- Looks hot, guys! - Jesus.
I don't know what they drank, but I want some.
- Oh, we all do! - Look!
A little wine.
Turn it down.
What's up?
Watch the window. Everyone can see you downstairs.
Okay. Fine.
Okay? Can I go back to what I was doing?
Go ahead, but look.
Don't be hungover for the interview tomorrow.
I forgot to tell you. I'm not going.
What? Since when?
I decided I don't want to work there.
I won't be happy.
- Please, can we talk about this later? - What's the plan, Elisa?
Because you can't sit around getting high while I pay your bills.
Who said that's what I want?
What do you want?
Fuck!
How many times have I told you how many people
want the opportunities you have?
- Hey, Auntie. - Go away, Wesley.
Chill, it's fine.
Hey, Auntie. Did you know your niece is a savage rapper?
She's an artist now.
I didn't ask you.
- I'm not talking to you. - Chill--
Look, if you want to go down, go by yourself.
Don't take her with you.
- What's the deal, Auntie-- - "Auntie," my ass!
Cocky little prick.
Who are you to speak to him that way, Cris?
Enough hypocrisy. You act like you're perfect.
We all know where you get the money for your designer bags.
So? Is that the path I have to take?
I'm just trying to tell you it's not that simple.
My dad wanted me to be like you, right?
Miss.
He must be rolling in his grave seeing what you did to his fight.
No more justice, resistance. It's all about money.
You only care about cash.
Then you think you can tell me what to do.
- Come on. - You don't know what you're talking about.
You don't know what justice is. Much less what a real fight is.
- Let's go. - You've had everything handed to you!
Who pays for you to have fun? Huh?
Your designer clothes, whose are those?
Who pays for them?
Your private school?
You think you can tell everyone what to do.
You forgot you're not my mom, much less my dad!
I'm not one of your goons.
- Fuck! - Fuck!
Slow down, Elisa! Elisa!
Goddamn it, Elisa! Slow the fuck down!
We're gonna fucking crash!
- Oh fuck! - Hold on!
Fuck yeah!
Motherfucker.
Pull over.
Get off the bike with your hands on your head.
Go stand by the car. Go.
- Go on, girl. - Easy!
I don't have all day.
- Are you armed? - No.
Where are you going?
Just taking a drive, sir.
- Any priors? - No.
What's in the bag?
- There aren't drugs in here, are there? - No.
Did you hear me? Hands on your fucking head.
Turn around.
Put your fucking hands on your head.
What about this fancy motorcycle?
Who did you steal it from?
It's mine. It's in my aunt's name.
- I have the papers-- - Put your hands on your head!
Can I get the papers?
Slowly.
I'm sorry. I know I was speeding a little.
You can fine me. I know you're just doing your job.
Check it out, Sergeant. She thinks we're traffic cops.
Listen.
I'm gonna have to search the girl too.
Why? We're clean, man!
You're clean, huh? You're clean?
What about this weed smell?
Look. Look at your boyfriend caught in the act.
- There's probably more inside. - There's not.
- Shut up! - He didn't do anything!
- Why are you hitting him? - Whoa! Lookee here!
- That's not mine! Why are you doing this? - You obviously planted that.
That's not mine!
- Let go! - It's not mine!
- Calm down, Borges! - Why are you doing this?
Let's stay calm.
Why are you doing this? What do you want?
Calm down.
We can resolve this in a way that's good for everyone.
That's a nice bike.
I bet your godson would like it, Borges.
No fucking way I'm greasing your palms. Got it?
- Your boyfriend's going to the station. - Why?
- Put him in the back. - Cowards.
- Take him. Go. - Don't do this.
Why? You're ruining my life for nothing!
- Take him. - You're hurting me!
- Fucking go! - Ouch!
- To the station. - You're hurting me!
Why are you doing this? For God's sake!
- Wait. - Go, Borges.
My family's in charge. I'm with the Brotherhood!
No one wants trouble.
Let's do what's right and go our own ways. Let him go.
Are you crazy?
Just when things got interesting?
Tell us more.
What's your connection to them?
I meant I know people on the inside, but I'm not involved. I'm not a criminal.
You said you had family in charge.
You better tell the truth or I'll think you're messing with me.
It's my dad, but he's dead.
Who's your dad?
Edson Ferreira.
Fuck.
You're Edinho Savage's daughter?
Holy fucking shit.
Let him go, Borges. This is Edinho's fucking daughter.
- You're coming with us. - What?
- You're coming with us. - Wait! Where are you taking her?
- Easy! - Hey! Stay here.
Shut up.
Listen.
We're taking your little girlfriend for a ride.
If you want, you can come too.
If not, you're free to go.
So? Are you coming or going home?
I want to go home.
Didn't I tell you?
Your boyfriend's a coward.
I'm never wrong.
Let me just grab my powder here.
You can go home.
Take him home, Borges.
- Tell him congrats for me. - Take your bag.
Fucking coward!
- Gonna leave the girl here? Go home? - Let him go! You'll kill him!
Why so much violence? Let him go!
Let me go!
The daughter of the country's biggest murderer
is asking me to stop the violence.
The Brotherhood exists because of cowardly pigs like you.
My dad wanted justice.
Justice is an excuse for thugs to act like animals.
Your father cut people's heads off.
Or did they not tell you that story?
You're going in the back. I don't trust thugs' kids.
- Let's go. - I didn't do anything!
- Let go! That hurts! - Go!
- Let me go!
What are you doing? You're not supposed to be here.
I heard you say you're getting Daddy.
- I wanted to see him. - This is no place for kids.
For God's sake.
Where's Daddy? Did he get released?
They didn't release him, Elisa.
You really shouldn't be here.
Stay quiet.
I'm fucking free!
You did it!
What's the girl doing here, Darlene?
Honey, come here.
- I missed you so much. - A prisoner escaped!
Elisa, let's go!
- Fuck. Hide. - Shit.
Hide, Edson.
Cover me.
- Cover me with something. - Help him, Elisa.
My legs.
Cover me, honey.
- Evening, ma'am. - Good evening, sir.
Everything all right?
- Yes. - Step out of the car, please.
A prisoner just escaped. I need to check.
It's for your safety.
Sir, I'm in a rush.
My daughter is ill. I need to get to the ER.
Mom, it hurts.
Relax, honey.
Okay, go ahead.
I hope she gets better.
Thank you.
What's your favorite song?
Let me go
I must wander
I'll go around
Searching
Smiling
So I don't cry
I want to see
The sun rising
See the waters of the river flowing
Listen to the birds singing
I want to be born
I want to live
Let me go
That's a nice song.
Yeah.
And what's your favorite food?
Mine is feijoada.
With pork rinds,
sausage,
farofa.
With everything.
What's yours?
Instant noodles.
Instant noodles don't count.
Choose something else.
Instant noodles are too quick.
Okay.
Hamburgers.
Yeah, I like hamburgers too.
I like hamburgers a lot.
What's your favorite movie?
Movie?
Jeez. It's been a long time since I've watched a movie.
When I was your age, for example, I...
I liked fighting movies, like Bruce Lee movies.
You know, like...
What's that?
This?
I got cut.
Did it hurt?
It did.
Dad...
Sweetheart.
I know we're just getting to know each other.
You must have a ton of questions in your head. That's totally normal.
You can ask.
They told me you kill people.
Is that true?
Sweetheart...
I didn't choose the life I lead.
But I always fought for dignity and justice.
And that fight was never, ever easy. You know?
You want an ice cream?
Here.
Sweetheart...
Hello?
What are you doing?
Leave her alone, Cláudia.
Lucas, isn't that camera in her hand ours?
Everything's all right, honey.
Return what you took, and we'll forget this.
But I didn't take anything. It's my camera.
It's her camera...
Hi there.
Is everything okay?
I'm her mom. What's going on here?
Your daughter stole our camera and was taking photos of our son.
No, it's fine. Kids do stuff like that.
I have this one here and another who's seven.
I know how it goes.
She insists that it's her camera.
But it is mine. My dad gave it to me. Tell her, Mom.
You're totally wrong, babe.
It's her camera.
Are you calling my wife a liar?
Me? Of course not.
I wouldn't do that. I think she had too many caipirinhas.
Her head's full of cachaça. She made a mistake.
- Make her give the camera back. - Let's go.
Make her give it back now.
What part don't you get, idiot? She said it's hers.
Damn, the thief's mom has some nerve.
What did you call my daughter?
She's a little thief!
But coming from people like you, I shouldn't be surprised.
Listen, you fucking piece of shit.
I won't make you swallow this camera because my daughter's here.
You asshole.
- Let's go, Darlene. - He called my daughter a thief.
- Let's go! - He called her a thief!
- You fucking racists! - Darlene.
You're fucking racists!
I tried to handle this politely. Now you'll have to deal with the cops!
- Fuck you. - Someone call the cops!
- Police, my ass. - Give me that!
- Asshole! - Where are you going?
Give me that or you die! Don't touch me!
Don't touch me!
Give it to me, you son of a bitch!
Give me the camera. It's hers.
- He hit him. - Learn some humanity.
- This is absurd! - Now he's walking away.
- Where are you going, thug? - You think you can steal from people?
- This guy's an animal! - Shut up!
- Everyone needs to shut the fuck up! - Shameless!
- Edson, the cops are coming. - Let's go.
They're coming. Run.
- Please, God. - Fuck that.
Don't do it. Please.
- Edson, don't. - Get him! It was him!
You see these sons of bitches?
You see them, honey?
- He hit that family. - And the boy who tried to help.
They want us to bow our heads.
And we can't let that happen, ever.
You understand?
- I understand. - Here!
- He stole from that family! - This guy here!
- Edson. - Dad.
- The Black guy! - Please, God.
Dad.
Dad, stay here.
- Edson, please. - Take him away!
- Dad! - Take him!
You're going down, thief.
Stay strong, honey.
- Let go of my dad! - Let's go.
You're done, motherfucker!
Dad, please!
Fucking walk.
Dad!
- Get in the car. - Dad, please!
Get the fuck in. Asshole.
Bring my dad back!
Dad!
It's time to call your auntie.
It's for real.
There's no more "if." The question now is "when."
And the names of who's going?
We don't have them yet. But it's more than 500 brothers.
- All max security? - All of them.
Total isolation, man. This shit is serious.
And it's not small fry.
Our contact says it's all the top brass going down.
And we won't get visits or nothing? What the fuck?
Do they think we're idiots?
The fucks want to win the election.
They're gonna isolate the command and crack down on the hood.
They want lockdown to be a concentration camp
like it was before we fought back.
But we gotta move smart, you get me?
They're not messing around, man.
There's a time to retreat and a time to show strength.
They're not messing around? Neither are we.
It's a question of survival, Brotherhood.
We either show we're alive and ready to fight
or we get erased from history.
That's right.
Y'all wanna take this humiliation sitting down?
No one said anything about sitting.
That's right.
They think we're stupid.
Evening, Counsel.
Counsel.
The counselor just showed up, Ivan.
Thanks for making time for us, Counsel.
The pigs got Elisa.
What?
Explain yourself, Cristina.
The fucking cops.
They called me. They want 700 grand.
- Motherfucker. - Savage's daughter, man.
You're not thinking of paying them, are you?
Of course not, Miúdo.
I told them they could take her, kill her, whatever.
What the fuck kind of question is that?
Are we gonna take this lying down?
Giving pigs money?
They'll start kidnapping our relatives every week. Mark my words.
You've paid pigs and taken shit for much less before.
Are you joking?
We don't know how much time we have.
Pay these assholes what you need to.
They'll find out they messed with the wrong person.
All right.
I'll talk to those assholes.
No need. I already set it up to pay them tomorrow, alone.
They won't mess with me.
Brotherhood, here's the plan.
They've crossed every line.
First, this max security thing, which is real, Cristina.
Then they kidnapped the girl. Their message is clear.
They're calling us to war.
That's right.
Wait, Ivan.
Elisa's kidnapping is unrelated. There's no message.
- It's just a dumb pig trying to get cash. - How do you know that, Counsel?
We've been dealing with the pigs for ten years.
That's enough. We're done.
The Brotherhood exists to fight for dignity.
It's like everything we've won, they're taking back.
We need to demand respect.
We fight back hard.
Or watch in silence as everything we built is destroyed.
They need to understand that we're in charge.
That's right.
Either they forget this transfer thing or it's gonna get bad for them.
Yeah, bro. Listen. We're taking over all the prisons.
All at once. Synchronized. Then they'll respect us.
Taking over prisons doesn't work anymore.
That's over.
No one cares what happens on the inside.
The game has changed. We could burn every mattress in Brazil.
No one cares what happens inside.
That's fucking right. Taking the prisons doesn't work anymore.
They're treating us like shit, so let's make shit hit the fan.
Let's take the prisons and attack where it hurts most. The street.
- The game is on the streets now. - They're all gonna die.
- Pigs on the streets get shot. - That's right.
Stop, Ivan. Wait, Ivan.
The Brotherhood doesn't work that way now.
Fuck. It took years to build the idea that we can act without violence.
Everyone knows we're making more money and helping the brothers in prison.
I'm negotiating with my contact at the Department of Security.
- I just need more time. - All due respect, Counselor.
The pigs take your niece, and this is how you're talking?
Are you going crazy?
That's it. That's it, Miúdo.
The cops have my niece, who I'm raising as my own daughter,
and even so, I don't think a killing spree will solve things.
What do we do about the brothers going into lockdown?
Handle it calmly. In the courts.
Overturn the transfer in court like I always do.
Can you do that for 500 prisoners?
Don't take this the wrong way. Go take care of your family.
Have some respect, Gil. Respect.
Fuck.
It's on, Ivan.
They're in the first block.
Listen up. Kidnappings have started in block one.
- Fuck. - I'm giving you one order.
Let's torch the prisons, then we'll attack the streets.
About time. We need to send a message.
That's right. Until they learn to respect us.
Take São Paulo down.
This is war. We're gonna make history.
- The fucking Brotherhood. - Let's go!
Let's go!
Time to go!
Ivan, are you there?
They're coming. It's time.
Who's in charge while you're gone?
Until I'm back up, Miúdo is in charge.
Let's go for a ride!
Let's go, thief. Your ride is here.
- Let me grab my stuff. - You can't.
Your things will come later.
Let's go, scumbag.
- Get up, asshole. - Let's go. Move!
Come on. Get up!
That's right. Move.
Move it. Faster.
Come on! I said get up!
You fucking with me?
You fucking heard him.
The call is out.
Yo, bro, here's the deal...
- The call is out. - The system is going down.
Break the cages. Break it all.
The call is out.
- Burn the cushions. Everything. - The call is out.
It's war, man. It's war now.
- They messed with us. It's war. - The call is out.
We need everyone out in the streets to cause some terror.
You see a pig, take him down.
Fuck the whole city up. Leave nothing standing.
It's the fucking Brotherhood!
Any brother who disobeys is out and will be dealt with.
It's the Brotherhood.
Tear it all down!
The call is out.
Put the call out to everyone, damn it!
Let's go, brothers. The call is out.
It's the Brotherhood!
The riots that took over São Paulo's prisons early this morning
are retaliation for the transfer of gang members
to a maximum security unit in the state.
Ten years after the death of their leader, Edson Ferreira,
aka Edinho Savage,
the Brotherhood has grown more organized and violent,
claiming responsibility for the riots.
There are 25... no, wait, 29 prisons in upheaval
in different areas of the state,
in a wave of rapidly-spreading violence.
This escalation reveals unprecedented coordination.
Public safety professionals have been warning about their capacity
for mobilization for some time,
which is unfortunately what we are witnessing now.
Galego, let me get an espresso, please.
The counselor, in the flesh.
What an honor.
Where is she?
Are you alone?
I gave you my word.
Even though you set up a meeting in front of a precinct, I'm here.
You didn't have much choice, did you?
With the rest of the animals making a mess at the zoo.
Where is she? Is she locked up in there?
- Or is this just to intimidate me? - Relax.
Little Savage is fine.
First I wanna know where my share is.
Only after I see that she's okay.
What is it you thugs always say?
"What's right is right"?
Isn't that it?
Wait.
- What the fuck? - Elisa!
Requesting backup!
Cris!
Take her!
Get down!
Take her!
This is the fucking Brotherhood!
Come here!
Run!
Go, kid. Make a name for yourself.
- Go! Yeah, asshole! - Go! Move!
Take this, you fucking pigs!
Take this, you fucking scum!
Go! Motherfuckers!
You fucking pieces of shit!
You set me up, you bitch!
I don't know anything about this!
Get me out of here!
Can you tell me the account holder's SSN, please?
Ma'am, I've already said it three times.
This problem isn't that difficult.
I just need you to check the...
My God, what was that?
Oh my God.
- My kids study nearby! - Isn't that the precinct near us?
...was attacked about half an hour ago.
Everyone is tense and scared.
Everyone, can I have your attention for a minute, please?
Due to the situation outside, I'm letting everyone go home.
But don't panic.
Get your bags and things, and leave calmly.
- I'm taking the subway. - I don't have service. Do you?
I'm leaving right now.
Hello? I'm on my way.
Wait for me. Don't go outside.
- Move, old lady! - There's a cop in front of the store.
Hang on. I'm coming to get you.
...marked by violence and panic in the streets.
- Move! - Shit!
Let's go!
- Don't come right now! - There's a shooting!
I have to get my son!
- Get out of the way! - Stay in the house!
Some guys on motorcycles...
Run!
Cover Morumbi, bro.
Come here, bro.
It's all good, man.
What's up, bro?
The line is open, bro.
Bro, I've heard of hiding things in your ass but never in your fat rolls.
Check this out, bro.
- Hello? - It's me. I'll be quick.
I need you in the negotiation.
Go back to the secretary's office,
and tell him he'll have peace once he stops the transfer.
Negotiate what, Ivan?
You really think with this many prison riots,
wounded cops,
that anyone would revoke the transfer?
- The media is in a frenzy. - Exactly.
The call is out until they make a deal.
Your call delayed Elisa's ransom payment.
She should be home already, damn it!
We'll send someone to find her while you handle this.
Who says she'll be alive, Ivan?
There are people dying while we're talking, damn it.
I need you to trust me.
The governor will give in.
Tell me. I need you to say you'll--
I won't forgive you if anything happens to her.
Fuck, Cristina. Listen!
I don't have time.
Just do your job. Find him, and negotiate this shit.
Now you want to negotiate?
Why not send Miúdo?
Shit. Hide that phone!
What's it gonna be, Cris?
You gonna leave me isolated and fucked?
You won't even be able to visit me. Is that what you want for us?
They're fucking here.
The boss is here.
You know there's no going back, right?
Boss, my ass!
In here, that son of a bitch's reign is over.
- Come on, Ivan. - Cris.
- They're coming. Hide the phone! - Hey, Cristina!
While the population hides behind locked doors,
the criminals act with military boldness.
Organized crime has declared war against the state.
Chaos has taken over the streets, and fear has spread
like a powder keg.
Burning cars and buses...
Hey, Sergeant. Where the fuck are you?
Tell me where you are, man. I'm worried.
Did those fucks do something to you?
I've still got the package, but I can't keep it for long.
I need you to tell me what to do. Don't abandon me.
Call me.
Can I have some water?
You don't think it's weird he didn't answer and left this on you?
Shut up. No one asked you anything.
I think he realized the plan went south and bailed.
He hung you out to dry.
I know you're not involved in this. We can still fix this.
- Just let me go and-- - Shut your fucking mouth!
Do you think I'm stupid?
You think I'm an idiot?
Let you go... No one's letting you fucking go.
You're only leaving once this phone rings.
And you better hope... not hope, pray
that nothing happened to my partner.
Because if something did, you'll pay.
I don't think what the radio is saying the Brotherhood is doing is right either.
The fuck you don't agree.
The fuck you don't.
You guys hate cops.
I'm not just talking about thugs. It's everyone.
There's always someone like you clapping,
lighting fireworks when one of us goes down.
It's not hate.
It's fear.
Ask the hood who they're more scared of, criminals or cops, then you'll know.
The cops
are out there to protect good people.
Risking their lives for shit pay.
But thugs...
On thugs, sweetheart,
we come down hard.
Or do you think there's another way to get justice?
That depends on what justice means to you.
Is this justice?
This is just what I needed.
Now I'm getting morality lessons from a thug.
Is that why you became a cop?
You coward.
Shut up!
Classes have been canceled,
and the prison riots continue, where more than...
Here's the address.
It's shoot to kill. Remember, all cops have guns at home.
- No fuckups. - Let's go.
- Move.
Stay sharp.
- Stay sharp. - Hey, miss.
- For justice. - Let's go.
Let's go.
Hey, Rui. I need your help.
Miss, you know I have the utmost respect for you.
What happened?
I'm well aware this family wouldn't be what it is without your work.
But I got orders from above not to help you.
Listen up, Rui.
I brought you into this family.
I helped you grow in here,
and you know I've always done what was right.
I know.
- But my orders-- - But nothing!
The fucking pigs have my niece.
I have to save her life.
Fuck Ivan.
What do you need?
I just need the address of the pig who has her.
- Civil police? - Military.
Do you know more or less where he works?
60th Battalion.
Fucker didn't even bother to hide it.
I know his face. Bring it up.
Let's see what we find.
- Son of a bitch. - Is that him?
No, that one's dead.
Keep going.
Here.
Got him.
Stores closed early, classes were canceled,
numerous bus lines are not operating.
São Paulo is facing a wave of coordinated attacks by the Brotherhood.
The gang attacks multiple locations at once, showing its strength
in and out of the prisons.
Amidst the crossfire, the city is under curfew.
It's not yet 6:00 p.m.,
and the country's largest metropolis is a ghost town.
I take this road every day. It's like a different city today.
My boss said they're even burning buses.
I waited at the bus stop for over two hours.
- Hands on your head! - Move!
Everyone against the wall!
- Against the fucking wall! - Go!
Please, I'm a working man.
Who asked you? You only speak when I say.
Anyone got priors?
What's up? Do you speak my language?
Anyone got priors?
Here, Captain.
Turn the fuck around.
This one's a convict.
A religious man with tattoos?
- You've got a record, right? - I'm a working man.
Hey, ma'am.
What are you doing out of the house?
Move over there!
- I served my time, sir. - Fuck.
You fuck with cops, you die, asshole!
Honey!
Sweetheart.
Hey, Mom.
Oh, honey. Thank God you're okay.
Thank the Lord.
What are you doing at home? Weren't you going to church?
They're killing people all over the city. It's like a war.
You don't know what I went through to get here.
But you're okay?
I'm okay, honey, but I was worried.
What happened to your car? Did they shoot at you?
That's a long story.
You know I can defend myself.
If I lose you, I'll ask God to take me too.
God have mercy, Mama.
I asked God so many times to make you a cop, but maybe I was wrong.
There's so much bad in this world, sometimes I think we're in hell.
I think I need a shower.
Mom, I...
I only ate breakfast today. I had a really shitty day.
And the only thing that kept me going
was knowing that, when I got home, I'd eat your cooking.
Oh, honey.
Can you make us some fries?
Oh, honey. What I wouldn't do for you.
- Some french fries, honey? - Yeah.
Okay.
Pick up, you asshole.
Anselmo, where the fuck are you?
The fuckers are killing everyone. I'm alone with the girl.
I don't know what to do with her. I'm doing this for you.
Did they do something to you? Pick up the fucking--
Fuck!
Fuck, man.
Get me out of here.
- What are you doing? - Shut up!
No!
Shut up!
- Shut up! - Help!
- Shut the fuck up! - Help!
Shut up!
Quiet!
Be quiet!
Quiet!
For God's sake! What is going on here?
Are you okay, honey?
Tell me you're okay!
For God's sake! What's going on here?
Who is this girl? What were you doing, André Luis?
- Tell me! - Calm down.
I can explain, Mom.
...today, to ease the situation.
And we're still here, following this historic crisis.
They're concentrated near the prisons...
What's happening is there's rioting in the streets.
It was fucked at work, so I had to bring this shit home.
Just worry about yourself.
Don't meddle.
This is your partner's doing, isn't it, André Luis?
I've always said that man is not your friend!
How is he not my friend? I'm his son's godfather.
But you're good, honey.
I know you wouldn't do this on your own.
Unprecedented in history...
You'll never understand, Mom.
They're all bad people. Thugs. Look what they're doing to the city!
And are you God to be doling out justice?
Stop this, André Luis! Is this what I raised you for?
- Do you hear me? - Okay, Mom.
Sit here worrying. I'm gonna handle this problem.
You can't just leave her anywhere.
You worry too much, Mom. You're gonna get me into trouble.
I'm gonna get you in trouble? Look what you did in our house!
- What's that money, Mom? - I saved it for a rainy day.
I won't let you ruin your life
just because you acted in the heat of the moment, André Luis.
It's decided. Go!
Go get the girl upstairs.
- Help me get out of here. I'm tied up. - I'll get you out.
I'm getting you out of here.
Stay calm.
Take this.
Let's go. Get up.
What are you doing with me?
Quiet.
Please, let me go.
Shut up and walk.
Easy.
Be quiet, damn it!
There's still time for you to get your money. Listen!
Shut up!
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What are you doing?
- Don't take the hood off. - We're far from home.
Where are we going?
Don't worry. Everything will be okay.
For God's sake. Where are you taking me?
You should thank God every day that you crossed paths with my mom.
You hear me, pretty girl?
You have ten new voicemails.
To listen to them, press one.
Dude, where are you? You don't answer my calls.
I'm worried.
Did you hear about Anselmo?
Those Brotherhood assholes killed him.
His family just got here. There are no words.
Shot in the face.
Call me, bro. I hope you get this message.
Get out.
Let's go. I said get out.
What are you gonna do?
Make sure she catches her train.
There's no need. I can't do anything.
Shut up!
- You wanna die? - No one is dying. We talked about that.
Let her go. She's suffered enough.
Go back home to your life, honey, and forget us.
My son isn't bad. He's just weak.
He followed that partner of his and did something stupid.
Think twice before you talk about Anselmo in front of me again.
- Or I'll lose my patience with you too. - What?
Get in the car.
- Get in the car. - What is this?
You're staying here.
But, honey...
Not that way. Take the road.
Chill, let's talk. This isn't what we agreed on.
I don't make agreements with thugs! Move!
- Go! - What is this place? What the fuck?
Fucking go!
Go.
- Wait. - You guys killed my partner.
You killed him. Is that justice?
- Is his son with no father justice? - No.
Please.
Who the fuck is there? Who's there?
You're gonna pay, you bitch.
You think you can run?
Attention.
Train service and transfers between lines is suspended.
We appreciate your understanding.
I'm gonna get you, you little rat!
There's no use hiding!
Motherfucker!
Son of a bitch!
Cris, help me! Here!
- Cris! - Run!
You can run. I'll find you! You can run!
Run, Elisa! Run!
Attention.
Train service and transfers between lines is suspended.
- It's me. - Auntie!
Thank God!
Are you okay?
- I am, but he's crazy. He's gonna kill me. - Where is he?
Come here.
Go.
Get down, Elisa. Down.
Stay there.
Attention.
Train service and transfers between lines is suspended.
Go!
- Go! Run! - It's over for you two!
Let's go, Cris! Let's go!
Go!
Run!
Run and don't look back. Go!
Don't look back!
Get down!
Motherfucker!
Go!
Go. Get up there.
Attention.
Train service and transfers between lines is suspended.
We appreciate your understanding.
Go!
I'll chase you all the way to hell!
Where's my son?
Come on!
Get in the car!
Get in the car.
Let's go, Cris.
What are you doing?
Please, let's go.
WHAT'S RIGHT IS RIGHT
I heard gunshots. What's happening?
- Are you okay? - What are you doing here?
- I told you to stay here. Get in! - Let's go!
Get in, Mom.
- Which way did they go? - That way.
Stay here.
Tico, my dear. Let's leave!
Mom!
Mom...
Mommy.
Look at me. Mom, no.
No. Mom.
Mom.
Mom, no.
Mom.
Breathe, Mom. You're breathing. Look at me.
Look at me, Mom.
Mommy. Mom.
I'm sorry, Mom. I'm gonna get you out of here.
Easy. Breathe slowly.
Mom.
Easy.
I'm sorry, Mom.
- I'm gonna get you out of here. - Enough.
I'm gonna get you out of here. Easy.
Breathe. Breathe slowly.
- Let's go. - Mom.
Stay with me, Mom.
- Come on! - Mom.
No!
Mom.
- I love you, Tico. - No!
Take her to the hospital, please!
No!
Mom!
Breathe, Mom.
Mom, no!
Mommy. No.
Let's go.
No!
Motherfucker!
He shot you!
What can I do to help?
Fuck! Drive, Cris!
Hurry!
You're bleeding a lot!
Hurry, Cris! We can make it!
Fuck, it's bleeding a lot.
Go!
Shit!
- Stop the car! - What the fuck is this?
What the fuck are you doing here?
- I'm the counselor. - Turn around and get out.
- Let us through! - Are you deaf?
- Please, God! - Turn around!
- Miss? - It's the Brotherhood!
It's the Brotherhood!
We need to get to the hospital.
It's the counselor! She's fucking hurt!
It's the counselor!
Make room!
Clear the road! Move!
Let us through!
Get out or die. Go!
I'm Edson's daughter! I'm Savage's daughter!
- Get out! - The counselor is in the car!
- All passengers out! - Get out of the fucking bus!
Fucking move!
Get out of the way!
Fucking go! Make room!
Passengers out!
- Get out! - Help!
Help me. Someone help me!
Done. Light it up!
Let's blow this shit up!
The fucking Brotherhood!
Motherfuckers!
Let's fucking go!
Cris. Come on. Let me drive.
Hold on.
Come on.
Hold on.
Hold on. Come on.
Come on.
Let's go!
- They're coming! - Move!
- Let's go - Let's fucking go!
Son of a bitch!
Fuck, Cris! Talk to me!
You're the strongest woman I know. You can make it.
Come on, Cris.
Edinho...
He would be so proud of the woman you've become.
Forgive me, Elisa.
Forgive me.
Stop it, Auntie.
Don't do this to me. Stop, Auntie.
Cris. Auntie.
You're all I've got. Don't do this to me.
Don't do this to me.
Auntie, look at me.
You're my family. Don't do this to me.
Auntie!
Come on, Auntie.
Auntie!
It's over.
Let me go
I must wander
I'll go around searching
Smiling
So I don't cry
I want to see the sun rising
See the waters of the river flowing
Listen to the birds singing
I want to be born
I want to live
Subtitle translation by: Adrian Minckley