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VERDICT

The prosecutor is done for...

The prosecutor is done for...

Training for the Olympics, Mom? You're so strong.

My kingdom for a coffee.

Have you heard from Grandma?

Everything went well. She'll be fine.

-Just a few more days in the hospital. -Can I visit her?

Our agreement hasn't changed.

Mom, the hospital is not a prison.

-You said I couldn't go to the prison. -Mr. Hugo...

-I am right! -I will ponder your case.

-Is that okay? -That's a lawyer's trick.

-I just want to see her. -I said I'll think about it, Hugo!

If she goes back to prison, and I can't see her, I'll sue you.

And my father too!

What? I didn't do anything.

Come on, Dad. I don't want to be late for school again.

-All right. -Hugo, brush your teeth.

This boy's getting sassy. He's always been that way.

Looking for something?

The gun. Where's your gun? You promised me you'd carry it.

Mrs. Heloísa Luz can't make me carry a gun.

Pedro, Pedro, Pedro!

Where's your gun?

I don't have it anymore.

-Where is it? Tell me. -It's locked in the office.

A car cut me off, it looked like an ambush,

and I almost got shot.

It was an elderly woman in my blind spot,

and I almost killed her.

Promise me you'll get a toy gun,

just so no one knows that you're not carrying, please.

I promise. I promise.

There's no problem.

Come on, kid.

I brought chocolate.

So, how are you feeling?

I don't need pampering, Helô.

I know.

But let me play daughter for a while.

Tell me, Carolina. Are you feeling better?

They said you brought them for me.

They're pretty, but they smell really sweet.

I get nauseous with sweet smells.

-I think they suck, too. -What are you doing?

Are you high, Mom? Is it the morphine?

My hair's disgusting.

Careful. Let me help you.

I've never seen you laugh so hard in my life.

Memories fade sometimes.

There's much more missing in my mind than I thought.

Sometimes it's better to forget.

I didn't choose to forget.

You were unconscious for two minutes that day.

You swallowed a lot of water, Helô.

They didn't believe me for a minute.

They who?

-Your grandparents. -They didn't believe what?

I'm sorry. I chose the wrong family for you.

Wrong how, Mom?

How is Hugo?

Hugo is fine.

He can't wait to meet you.

Dry hair, right? Old people's hair.

TO SERVE AND PROTECT

All this is to protect me? Will you serve me, too?

I don't serve anyone anymore.

I thought you had enjoyed the evening.

I'm serious.

This was before I became a lawyer and...

left the force.

You know a cop's salary doesn't even pay for this apartment

or the wine you drank, right?

I'm glad you've moved up in life.

Idiot.

-What? -Take a look at this.

What the fuck is this?

This woman is me trying to pay my bills.

Look. Just like the face I make when I go to the bank at the end of the month.

We finally managed to schedule some time.

Here we are at last.

Just for the record. Your full name is Tereza...

Andrade Bulhões.

And Dinorah worked in your house for how long?

About a year and a half.

And she used to spend the night at your house?

Well, she went home on the weekends,

but otherwise she lived with us.

-Was there anyone else living with her? -No.

Well, not that I know of.

Dinorah always said that Isa, my daughter, is the only family she has.

-She must be missing her nanny terribly. -Very much so.

We have another nanny, but she misses Dinda a lot.

-And you always trusted Dinorah? -I still do.

Your testimony will be very helpful at the trial.

Look, it's... I'd like to pay for the defense.

Give me your account details.

No, Tereza, I don't think I made it clear.

I took this case pro bono.

But if I pay, she gets better treatment, right?

Not here. Not with us.

Of course.

Well...

I hope Dinorah gets out soon and we can forget all about this.

-Have you seen the video? -I don't handle violence well.

What's up, Bete? How about a little lipstick?

-Purple's not my color, doll. -Look who's here,

the Fryer!

Hey! You've avenged the hood! Police only kill poor people.

Hey, setting people on fire is not revenge. It's cruelty.

Jesus can see what you're doing, you monster.

You'll pay in hell for this. Look here, people. The Fryer is here!

Hide that shit, Lina.

Or there won't be any fucking phone calls to your grandson!

Don't worry about it. This is not good for my mind or theirs.

I'm not proud of it.

Not proud at all.

It's none of my business, Dinorah.

Fryer!

-Fryer! -We're here.

FOR SALE 3 BD APT

Heloísa, I'm here to help you in any way I can.

Tell me if Dinorah says anything. I want you to consider me her true friend.

I communicate with my client. If she wants to tell me anything, I'll get in touch.

I'd like to visit her in prison,

but I think it'll be difficult for security reasons.

So I was thinking of sending someone from my team,

someone I trust, to see if she's okay.

If Dinorah accepts the visitor, I'll apply

for authorization.

Send me the name and ID, and I'll let you know.

Thank you very much, Counselor.

I really can't write you a check?

I work for her, Tereza. Not for you.

What is that? Liqueur?

Cabernet.

My partner's so elegant.

Who was that beautiful woman?

Dinorah's boss?

Come on, Rogério. What do you know about women?

Are you jealous, Helô?

Did your hangover make you see something I didn't?

Something...

something clicked.

I finally saw what you had already seen.

The desperation, you know? In Dinorah's eyes.

You're right, Helô. Something's wrong with this case.

Welcome back.

-And how's your mother doing? -She's alive.

The practice is killing me.

-My fingers hurt. -Get used to it,

because the conductor doesn't care much about the clock.

And I still have a rehearsal at church.

-Are you taking the bus? -No, Ozim's picking me up.

What's picking you up?

Ozim. He's kind of the family's chauffeur.

Damn, that's like something out of a soap opera.

I don't watch soap operas. My mom says they're unrealistic.

Got it. I'll get going then, bro.

-Tell Ozim I said hi. -No, wait a minute!

Hold on.

Hi, Ozim.

The conductor asked us to work in pairs, so I'm going with my friend Jonas...

de Bragança. His driver will take us.

Damn, bro. You live in a parallel universe.

-What are you doing there? -Don't you take credit cards?

If you don't have a pass, pay in cash.

Hey, sorry. He's a bit of a slacker, but he's a good guy.

You owe me five bucks.

-I need a cell phone. -For the Fryer, the price is different.

I only have these.

What a shame. We don't cut murderers any slack here.

I really need to make a phone call. What do you want?

Hey, ladies, the Fryer here supports the faith, fight and freedom.

-All right? -She's going down.

Out.

Out!

And keep your eyes open.

They told me to keep you alive...

but not whole.

Hey, what's up?

Hey, how's it going?

This is the band. We play every Sunday.

That's our Pastor. Hey, Pastor!

-How are you, Jonas? -All good?

Why is it so empty?

Because the service is later.

We're just going to rehearse. Come on.

This here is Adriano. Álvaro, Isabel.

-What's up? -What's up, Hugo?

-Hey! -All good?

Want some?

-These chips are so good. -My little brother loves them,

but if I bring him one, the punk stops eating rice and beans.

Jonas, what is it like to have a brother?

Brother, I'm not gonna lie. Sometimes it sucks.

I don't think I'd enjoy being an only child.

It's great to play with them,

tell them jokes and they understand.

We have the same history, you know?

I just wish I had someone who looked like me in my family.

Why? Are they thinking of adopting another one?

Ask for a Black brother.

There's no love in SP

A mystical labyrinth

Where graffiti screams

I can't describe it

In a beautiful sentence

From a postcard so sweet

Beware of sweets

São Paulo is a bouquet

And you don't have to die To see God

You don't have to suffer to know What is best for you

I find your clouds In every shadow

In every corner Give me a sip of life

There's no love in SP

PASSO BRANCO MALE PENITENTIARY

I don't wanna work anymore, you know?

Hey, listen to me.

I'm making you invisible, Marreta.

Invisible, Zeca?

Invisible how, man?

Listen. For rich people, poor people are all the same, get it?

Whether you're serving wine or cleaning toilets,

for them, we're just a uniform doing a job.

If everything's the same, how do they find you?

Come here.

But I never killed anyone, Zeca.

Marreta, there won't be a drop of blood on your hands, got it?

Excuse me.

Chief of Police Flora Lubick.

Make yourself at home.

It's rare to get a visitor like this.

This is not really a visit, Mr...

-Milton. -Milton.

This is an investigation.

I did nothing wrong, ma'am.

That's what we're going to find out.

-I am a law-abiding citizen. -Everyone is.

Tell me something. A few weeks ago, a guy

was bitten by a jararaca here in the park.

Can you tell me if this is a common occurrence?

Ms. Flora,

I've been working in this place for over ten years,

and something like that had never happened before.

The guy gets inside the car and there are two snakes.

-In the car? -Yes, in the car.

As soon as he got in, he started the car

and was bitten by a jararaca.

He was very lucky, because a guy saw it and called the ambulance on the spot.

And the snakes?

I kept them.

You did good, Mr. Milton.

You did good.

Nothing is more deceiving than appearances

and fake diamonds. My client's case is legitimate.

PASSO BRANCO MALE PENITENTIARY P.M.P.B.

My savior.

What's that, Flora?

Believe it or not, this is my work, honey.

Your work made me cancel on the cake lady.

-It took me weeks to match our schedules. -The cake lady has a schedule?

Yes, the cake lady has a schedule. She's busier than a judge.

You're making the next appointment.

Fine. I accept the mission.

-Let's go. -If we'd bought a cake at a bakery

the way I said, everything'd be okay,

but it's gotta be your way.

I want to show our love to the world, and you want a cheap bakery cake?

No way.

Come on. Couldn't we show our love to one or two blocks?

No, never. For our wedding, it won't work, my love.

No. Take it easy. Let me talk seriously with you.

-The Spaniards... -What?

-No, babe. -They're getting impatient.

-We needed the sulfuric acid yesterday. -Don't talk about work now.

-We don't have much time. -But, it's urgent.

Let me tell you something.

The acid guy is Betinho's contact.

He's a little upset right now.

Give me his number and I'll convince him.

Let me tell you something.

You only need to convince one person.

And you already convinced him a long time ago.

What if I tell you I can convince anyone?

Hey, hey, listen...

You're... You're not... You're not allowed to use that tactic, okay?

Remember you swore you'd fuck me on a Spanish beach until we die?

I always keep my promises.

Zeca.

Zeca.

Zeca.

You're exhausted, right?

Here. Drink this.

Drink it.

Let me just recover.

Hey. Hey, wait, what are you doing?

My love. No, no, wait! What are you doing? Wait, come here. Why are you dressing?

If I have to wait for our future,

you'll wait, too.

No. No, come here. Come here. My love, my love. Hey, no, don't do that.

My love, stay with me. Come here.

When you have the number, find me.

No! No, no. Don't go away, no. Come here, come here. My love, come here. Hey!

Hey. Shit.

Come here.

I'm waiting for the sulfuric acid contact info.

MP'S OFFICE - GACCO ACTION GROUP AGAINST ORGANIZED CRIME

What's that?

Tietê-Paraná waterway.

And what does it have to do with anything?

I don't know yet,

but as far as I know,

this waterway, which is wonderful, is inexplicably inactive.

But is anyone using it? The FDC?

Going out for a run?

Work up a little sweat, right? Denise put me back on a diet.

I want to look good for her and get in shape.

In the shape of a pear, right?

My family's from here.

Cattle ranchers' land, soybean farmers.

-Only good people, right? -Very good people.

Including Dad.

Hey, if you need me...

Pedro, Pedro!

Where's your gun?

A car cut me off, it looked like an ambush, and I almost shot...

Hello?

Who is this?

Who is this?

Hello?

Who is it, baby?

What did they say?

What are you investigating?

-Hi. How are you? Is Robson there? -My brother's not home.

Bianca isn't either?

What do you want with them?

To talk about the video that went viral.

Sorry, lady, but I don't want to be involved in this.

Yes, but when they posted it, they wanted to help, yes? I want to help Dinorah, too.

-The Fryer? -I'm her lawyer.

Do you know why Bianca posted the video?

She said she wanted people to see the guy had a gun,

but she didn't know the video would be so famous.

Then she got scared and disappeared.

Right. Do you know where they are?

No.

Well, if it's not their fault, why are they hiding?

-What's your name? -Kelly.

Kelly, can I give you my card?

If they show up, please have them call me.

Maybe I can help them, too.

Sir! Sir!

-Is Robson there? -Robson?

There's no one by that name here, ma'am.

Sir, I have a package for him, from Kelly.

-Easy, easy. Put that gun down. -Calm down. Everything's fine.

It's not all right. They're trying to kill us.

Who's after you?

We're here to help. I'm Dinorah's lawyer.

The Fryer.

What do you want from us?

We want to know what happened that day.

That's why we're in this shit.

I know, I'm sorry, but I need to know what you saw beyond the video.

We won't get involved anymore.

But Kelly said you wanted to help the Fryer.

I've already posted the video, it's all there.

-No one will fuck with me anymore. -Sure, of course.

That's all right.

I'll leave my card with you, okay?

You call us if you change your mind, okay?

It's all right.

-Stop! Stop! -Fuck, Robson.

-He's a cop. -He's not a cop. He's my partner. Stop!

-I know that's loyalty for life. -To serve, not to get fucking shot.

Rogério. Rogério.

Get out!

-What the fuck did you do? -We need to go.

Shit, did the kid have to shoot me?

Lucky for you, he clearly can't shoot.

-That has nothing to do with me, Helô. -It does, Rogério.

That "To serve and protect" on your arm,

for someone who's never been protected,

it's a slap in the face.

-You're kidding, right? -I'm not.

No, you gotta be kidding me. I get shot and it's my fault?

-It wasn't a gunshot, right, Rogério? -Please.

It was just a graze. You're exaggerating.

Do you want me to take you to the hospital?

Look, take me to the bar near my house, okay?

-You're going to drink now? -Yes, I am.

-With whom? -Here. It wasn't a gunshot?

Hi, Jerusa.

-Hi. -I'm glad you came to see me.

Mrs. Tereza asked me to see how you were doing.

-She asked you, did she? -Yeah.

She asked me to give you a message.

But first, I want to know what the hell you did for that girl to obey you.

-Isa? -Yes.

She doesn't want to eat, she doesn't want to sleep, to take a bath.

Dinorah, you really spoiled that girl, didn't you?

With Isa, you have to be patient.

And to sleep, you give her the elephant.

That dirty elephant? Dinorah, I threw that away. Of course.

So you'll have to go through the trash and get it back.

Really? What about eating?

Buns, jam, cream cheese.

Okay, I'll get the girl some buns, then.

All right.

What about the message?

Mrs. Tereza asked me to remind you so you don't forget

that she has your treasure very well guarded, okay?

POWER COMPANY CONNECTING THE CITY

Magali.

You owe me a phone call.

What did you say?

I gave you three packs. I want my call.

Hurry. I'm watching.

Are you okay?

And Mrs. Tereza? Is she treating you well?

-It's not. Go. Yes! -Now... Here we go! Let's go. All right!

-Hey! -Again? Come on.

-You're going to lose. Calm down. -Helô. Hello, love.

It's my turn now. Me.

Now... Now is it me or you?

UNKNOWN CONTACT

PASSWORD: 72DFZ43I I HOPE IT HELPS!

-We're almost to the end. -I just killed the guy.

-Pedro! -Yes?

Can you order food while I finish studying a case?

We've already eaten. We saved you some in the kitchen. It's there.

Rogério, Bianca sent me the entire video.

There was someone else in the house.

I can't believe Robson kept recording. You're so fucking lucky, Helô.

It's not luck. If you were in their shoes,

you'd want to secure your alibi, too.

(4) MISSED CALLS

MESSAGE FROM PEDRO: Don't go out. Call me when you wake up.

Pedro, where are you? I've been trying to reach you.

Mom.

Mom!

Mom, look at this!

PROSECUTOR DIES ELECTROCUTED IN HIGIENÓPOLIS.

Sweetheart, call Grandma. Stay here, okay?

Ma'am, get back.

Let me see. It's my husband! My husband is there. Let me see the body!

It's Mateus, honey.