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Pssica…

Hey. Don't worry, buddy. Don't worry.

Kids do this, it happens all the time. They run off and shit.

Look. I've got this photo of her.

Here. Just find her.

Hey. Look at her. Let me know if you see this girl.

Sure.

Hey, Pedro.

Have you looked at her online accounts?

We made her delete everything, and we confiscated her phone too.

Pedro, come on.

You know that kids post their whole lives online these days.

You deleted evidence.

-Goddammit. Where are you, my baby girl? -We got to stay calm

We're not gonna get anywhere

if we're just freaking out.

If you see that girl, you stop her. Okay?

What's your name?

Hey! I gotta know your name.

Help me, please.

Let's go, Preá.

-Pretending you like pussy now? -Tell me.

Come on, come on, come on. We gotta go, we're gonna be late.

-Stop! -All the others are loaded, she's it.

What does she cost?

-For real, don't be an idiot. -Fuck you, I want her. I'm keeping her.

This is some top-notch shit. You can't afford her, asshole.

None of you can afford any of them, got it?

Your job is to transport them.

-Watch it. -She's got spunk.

Be careful with her, hear me?

-Get off me! -Got it, Preá?

Get the fuck off! No!

-Come on, Player. -Let's go. Move! Move, fucking rats!

Hey, Gigante. I'm sorry about your brother.

-I'll pray for that bastard's soul, huh. -Go fuck yourself!

Get down, asshole!

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.

-Come the fuck on! -Hey.

Trying to be a hero now?

Bend over, tough guy. And keep your eyes open.

-Go, do it. -This what you want? You asked for it.

You sure he was one of Tabaco's men?

I'm sure, Mrs. Mariangel.

I'm going to find out where these motherfuckers are all hiding.

What'll that do?

No.

I'll head straight to Belém, report it to the authorities.

You need to give up any thought of vengeance.

How can I possibly give up?

You think the police will care about this?

They might even arrest you for murdering this asshole.

Then what?

THERE WAS NO COMFORT

Dude, give me some of that cachaça. I feel off.

We got to go back and kill that Spanish bitch.

Before we kill her, we got to teach her how to be a real woman.

Her pussy must be missing some cock, huh?

I'll talk to the boss.

So go talk to him. He's right down there.

-Preá? -Isn't Preá in charge?

Since when is Preá the boss? Tabaco is the boss.

And he's the one who put Preá in charge.

What's your name?

I need to know your name.

What's your name? Tell me.

Janalice.

Janalice.

My father doesn't have money for ransom.

You're beautiful.

I can get you outta here. Do you want that?

You… You swear?

I swear. I'll take you home.

Hey, hey.

It's just a photo. To save you.

You're so beautiful.

Damn.

Let's go!

Stop jerking off, dammit. It's my turn now.

Hey, listen up.

No one is to touch these girls, got it?

No one.

-The fuck you doing? -I mean it.

You touch any of them and I'll fuck you up.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

And who the fuck are you to go around making demands?

Your goddamn boss, asshole.

If you'd done just as I said, your brother would be alive.

It was your fault, Preá!

-Asshole! -The police are coming!

-Stop, the cops are coming! -Fucking asswipe!

Stop already!

You wanna die, bitch?

Stop, for fuck's sake! The police are pulling up!

Yo, what up, boss!

Stop right there.

Who's in charge here?

Where's Zé Elídio?

I gotta speak with him.

About one of the girls.

Come on.

Let's go.

I got to talk to him. It's urgent.

Come on, come on. Move them all out of here.

Don't worry, Janalice.

-Etelvina? -Go, go, go, go. Come on.

Let's go. Back to the boat.

Something funny?

Let's go, Gigante.

I said let's go.

Move, goddammit.

"Where's Zé Elídio?"

"I've gotta speak with him."

Come on, come on, faster.

IT HAD TO BE A MISTAKE.

Let's go. Come on. Move. Faster.

You have to stay positive, Pedro.

We all have to.

-And your police friends? -You know me.

Never had a lot of friends when I was on the force.

And now that I'm retired, I got none.

But it's clear that something here drove her away.

Here?

Not in my house, no.

I mean, I scolded her once or twice, but that's all, Lizete.

I'm not talking about you.

-What did you do to her?! -Pedro, Pedro!

-Tell me! -Pedro!

-I didn't-- -Tell me!

-Pedro, stop! -Pedro!

-What did you do, you piece of shit? -I didn't do anything!

I've seen my share of scumbags like you.

You gonna talk, motherfucker?

-She came onto me, goddammit! -What?

-She did what? -What'd you say?

-What? She did what, Ramiro? -It was consensual!

She's a kid, Ramiro! How could you with a kid?!

Enough, go home. I'll keep looking. We know she's not coming back here.

-Get out! Get out of my house! -Go fuck yourself!

I lost a good worker because you fuckers couldn't last one night without booze?

Joelinton was my brother.

We have to go get revenge.

I should just kill you.

How's that for revenge? You piece of shit.

If you won't help, then go fuck yourself.

'Cause don't forget…

that my brother is dead because of your fucking son.

-Know what you're gonna do? -Fuck you.

Go to Tucuruí, you little bitch. Far from here.

And fucking stay there out of my sight until I say otherwise.

Talk to me like that again, you fucker.

-Fuck you and your fucking son. -I dare you.

And fuck all of you.

And you two.

You wanna be fucking kids, right?

Then you can do what kids do.

Go clean the whole boat. Now, assholes!

Come on, Player.

You can't just let shit like this happen if you wanna be a fucking leader.

I got the job done, didn't I?

The girls were delivered.

Yeah.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-I gotta talk to you a second. -What is it?

I need to buy one of the girls.

From the haul.

I need cash.

Wanna know why I never got this shit polished?

Huh?

Everybody wanted it for themselves so I shoved it up my ass.

You have no idea what it's like in the mines, malaria, getting robbed.

I did that shit back then

so I wouldn't have to see my son do it.

Here.

Go fuck all the bitches you can buy. Sharpen your mind, Jonas.

But first, you'll clean up this boat.

-Take care, dude. See ya. -Later.

Good luck, man.

You missed a spot.

Think I'll take one to my girl.

Don't be jealous, Preá.

Maybe one day you'll get to fuck that sweet little cunt of yours.

Pssica…

Pssica, pssica, pssica.

-Have you seen this girl? -Pssica, pssica, pssica, pssica…

Have you seen this girl, by any chance?

-No, I haven't. -Appreciate it.

-You seen this girl? -Mm-mm.

And you, seen her?

Hey, Jair. I'm looking for my friend's daughter. 16, white,

big eyes. A pretty girl.

Last seen here in downtown. Her family's desperate.

Jana?

Get me Camões' phone number.

Hey, buddy. Have you seen this girl?

No. I haven't. No.

-You seen her? -Sorry, no.

You sure?

Jana? Jana?

Oh. I'm sorry.

Hey, pal.

No, man. Haven't seen her.

Sorry to bother.

Thank you.

Yeah, I know her. She's friends with that weirdo.

-Who you talking about? -You see that boy over there?

Sure.

He also knows the weirdo. The girl too.

-Whoa. Calm down. -Let go of me!

Let go!

Calm down, kid. I just want to ask you about your friend here.

You don't have to be so suspicious of me.

I thought you were police.

It's because I was police.

Not anymore. I'm retired now, hmm.

I'm not gonna arrest you, 'kay?

You her boyfriend or her aunt's?

You really think at my age I'd be with a young girl?

Lots of old men go out with pretty young girls.

Sure, but I'm not that type of old man.

Can you help me find Janalice?

She's my goddaughter.

I'm looking for someone too.

Who?

My sister. Luzia.

How about I agree to help you find Jana,

if you promise you'll help me find my sister.

Ah, sure. Of course!

Deal?

Well?

Dessert?

Didi lives in there.

Does her mother know you?

Stay here, in that case.

Don't go anywhere.

Uh, not familiar with her.

But I heard she's friends with your girl.

Can I speak with her?

What girl? I don't have kids.

Dionete, right?

That's her girl. God forbid I have a daughter like her.

She's friends with your goddaughter? Oh, Dionete's a bad influence, I swear.

Can I talk to her? Maybe she knows something about where Jana is.

Good luck, she's not been home in, well, a very long time now.

Am I supposed to cry? She's always pulling something like this.

It's nothing new. I don't know why you still care about her.

-Oh, fuck off. -You know--

-Hey, Di. -Hey.

I found out…

Jana has an uncle who's with the police?

-The police? -Yeah.

He's looking for her.

Hey. Get in, kid.

-You seen Janalice? -Get in.

Come on, I'll take you to see Janalice. Get in.

-You do something to Janalice? -Of course not.

-You do something to her? -I didn't do anything. Get in.

-What'd you do to my friend? --I didn't do anything.

-I'm gonna go get him. -Hey, boy!

-Get back here right now! -Run, Miltinho! Run!

Hey, kid! Come back here!

Hey, it's me. Any news? Nothing here. I've tried everywhere.

School, church, her friends. No one's seen her.

I'm freaking out. Call me.

Where did that boy go?

You'll have to forgive us for the…

state of your environment.

But it's temporary.

In a few days, you'll all head to a beautiful place.

And life will be wonderful.

You hear me, baby?

Nice long legs and cougar eyes.

I like that. Look at me, baby. Right here.

Your son…

he picked them well.

This time.

They're perfect.

You're beautiful, baby.

And the earrings?

Don't take them.

Please don't.

I won't take them.

They're very pretty.

If you are well-behaved,

your life will be better than the other girls'.

You?

You began just like me, right?

How are your nails? Awful.

Get them done. Zé Elídio likes pretty nails on his girls.

I LOVE YOU

SMILE AND CARRY ON

My goodness.

Aren't you lovely.

I'm gonna give you the most beautiful things.

You're gonna love it all.

You're mine.

Come here.

Come here!

Let me show you the good stuff.

Stop!

-Come here! -No!

SHE CLOSED HER EYES.

SHE CRIED IN ANGER.

You thought a dirty darkie like you would stay in the boss's bed forever?

Tomorrow you're in the kitchen, Luzia.

Jana?

Janalice?

Gotta go.

She was such a good girl.

She brought light into our home. Such a happy, fun-loving child.

And then this tragedy happens.

Like we said, she'd been missing. We were looking for her everywhere.

Then this horrible thing… This tragedy happens to my girl.

Her body was found by locals at Port Nonato,

in the neighborhood of Telégrafo, in Belém.

The police were notified, but failed to arrive on the scene.

Your daughter?

No.

Goddaughter.

She's gone missing. I'm trying to find her.

Always better to have hope than to have nothing at all.

You're right.

And you?

My son.

My husband too.

My whole life.

I'm so sorry.

Please.

I appreciate it.

Mrs. Mariangel, it's not that I don't believe you.

I don't know where you got this information.

Tabaco's gang is infamous. His men's targets are very specific.

They always go for boats carrying electronics.

There's no money for them in a small market. It's not like them.

They murdered my family.

I understand, ma'am.

And I'm sorry for your loss.

But even if we do manage to apprehend them, which wouldn't be easy,

how to prove beyond reasonable doubt that they're your family's killers…

So you mean…

What you're telling me…

is there's no sense of justice for my boy and husband?

What if I bring you someone else?

Someone who can identify one of them. The body.

You're saying one of them died?

And that you knew about the body?

Who's responsible for it?

And why is it so important?

Because justice for this son-of-a-bitch is so much more important to you

than justice for my son and husband?

Mrs. Mariangel, believe me when I say I want to help you.

This is important to me.

You can't possibly imagine the cases I've done,

how many witnesses who've testified.

Hey, Amadeu. Been a minute.

What happened? Couldn't help?

I tried, my friend, but some things we can't.

So that fucker Tabaco's still around.

And hard at work.

He's holed up in some rundown place in Breves. Got an operation.

His men steal cargo, the owners file an insurance claim,

and after getting paid, they buy back the stolen goods from Tabaco

for half the price.

Oh, Brazil.

So, retirement too boring for you?

What do you need from me?

My goddaughter.

She was last seen around downtown.

Her parents are desperate, I'm trying to find her.

It's not easy.

She used to hang out a lot with this girl.

She was found dead.

If this was murder, then kidnapping is also likely.

And my department is river crime, not trafficking.

-I know that, Camões. -Mm.

My focus is on the water, not the streets.

So why'd you come to me?

You know I'm not exactly popular, friends-wise.

So I'm thinking,

maybe you could sniff around, pull some strings, make a few phone calls.

Never know, maybe leave the right door open, you know?

That kinda thing.

But am I gonna lose my friend with this gamble?

Oh, come on.

You know I've always been discreet.

Please help me.

Sell your home.

Leave it all behind.

You can work for me in French Guiana. Leave this country.

My shop in Cayenne is doing well.

Come partner with me, you'll have everything you need.

Look, comrade...

It's… it's the least I can do for the person who saved my life.

Pardon me.

Chief Camões is a good police officer.

If she kept things from you,

it's because she's protecting you.

But I can tell you where to find Tabaco.

Where?

In Marajó.

Breves.

Did he just say what I think he said?

Mariangel, look at me. Mariangel!

You and I, we made a promise, right?

Huh?

You made a promise. Come work with me.

I'll join you there later.

-But I have to take care of things here. -Okay.

So what's your name, baby?

Huh?

Come on.

I'm not even allowed to know your name, cutie?

Janalice.

No.

To low-class. No.

From now on, you're Jane.

Hmm? Me, Tarzan! You Jane.

Come on.

Eat up, at least.

Women should be fleshy and full, 'cause Tarzan here

likes when there's something to grab onto.

Oh, uh, I'm sorry.

Did he also…

I didn't think they would take us for that.

What else would it be?

They come to our villages.

They told me I was lucky 'cause I was pretty.

Lucky.

That's bullshit.

-Is your village far? -I'm from Baú.

Hey. You wanna go back?

I'm getting out of here.

As soon as I can.

But I'm gonna need your help.

-Will you help me? -Yes.

But you also gotta help me.

-Promise. -Do you have a home to go to?

No. My parents don't want me there anymore.

But don't worry, we'll figure it out.

Come to my village. You can stay with us.

Seriously, you'll love it.

Let's go. Let's get out of here.

I'll let you know when it's time.

Where is that kid? Hey, boy. Where'd you go? I couldn't find you.

-I know who murdered Dionete, come on. -Wait, you know who murdered her?

He used to work this taxi stand. He's not here anymore.

-I think he changed to a new one. -What's this guy look like?

He tall, short?

-He's tall. -Did you buy drugs from him?

No, but he sold them to Didi.

There! I think that's him.

-Wait a minute. Calm down. -He's using the same car!

-Neto! -Oh.

-Huh? -That man is uglier.

We got a problem here.

Camões?

Another four girls have gone missing this week.

All have the same profile.

I can't give you the files, but I did leave the keys with Mr. Gilmar.

Perfect.

You preparing for war?

Well, you're not going alone.

I'm not risking any of those men hurting you.

Why?

'Cause I know where Tabaco and his men are hiding.

MARAJÓ IS A WORLD.

HOMICIDE DIVISION

MISSING PERSONS

Come on.

It's okay. Come with me.

Come on.

Shh. Come on, come on.

Damn. What the fuck?

We did it!

We did it!

I can't believe it! We did it!

-We're free! We made it! -I can't believe it!

-Whoo! -We did it! We did it!

-We're free! -Look, over there!

-What's that? -Are they from the farm?

-I don't think so. -No, it's okay.

-Come on, let's ask for help. -Come on, let's go.

Let's ask them to help us.

Someone from outside.

-Come on. -Miss?

Hey!

Hey! Over here!

Hey! Here!

Help us! Help!

Over here! Please, help us!

Miss, we need help!

-Please, they kidnapped us. -Please help us.

They took us, please get us out of here.

-We ran away, -All right. Everyone relax, calm down.

Okay, calm down, I can't understand, one at a time.

Please, get us out of here.

All right, get inside. Come on, get in.

-Hurry, hurry. -Come on. She's taking us!

Come on, girls. Let's hurry. Let's get in.

You sure no one saw you escape?

Yeah. Everybody was sleeping.

I know what I'll do. I'll take you to my farm.

Mm-hmm.

Keep out of sight until we get there.

Down, down, down, down. Everyone, hide.

Are we there?

-You fucking bitch! Get out! -Go! Go!

Stop! Everyone stop!

You weren't supposed to fucking kill 'em!

You killed one of them, you idiot.

Now look what you've done.

Fuck!

You wanna run away, huh? Goddamn bitch!

-No, no, no! Get off! -Get upstairs! Up!

Now!

CHILD SEX TRAFFICKING ROUTE ON THE AMAZON BORDER

-How was it? -Scary.

-Was it fun? -Yeah!

-Was it fun? -Yeah.

What exactly are you saying, Amadeu?

The situation is more complicated than we thought.

She could be in Europe, the US.

But she could also be nearby in Venezuela.

She's here, Amadeu.

God wouldn't do that to us.

This is our fault.

What kind of father was I?

What kind of father am I?

Pedro, listen to me. This is not your fault.

It is my fault. How could this happen?

She was an angel and we lost her.

-I'm so sorry, my darling. -Pedro.

My friend.

We're going to find her.

Get my girl back, please.

What kind of father am I?

We'll find her. Don't give up hope.

Still sulking? Just 'cause I scolded you?

It occurred to me.

I think I'm entitled to a percentage of the haul.

Where are the green ones?

My green pills.

Am I not?

If she's with Zé Elídio, she's already bought and paid for.

-Just drop this shit already. -You know I can't.

I can't do it.

You listen here. Forget about this girl.

Those pussies ain't marriage material.

Remember what your mom did?

The only good thing that came from her was you.

Here. Her name's Janalice.

Yo, Dad, seriously? My phone?

Enough, Jonas. Get back to work. The guys are waiting on you.

Get it back later.

It's the Rats.

That must be their hiding spot. Let's go.

BREVES

The biscuits?

Here it goes. It's cold.

This is so refreshing. One more time, please.

Jonas?

I can't believe it.

No more fucking around.

Tell me the names.

You're looking for a guy named Gigante.

I got rid of that bastard.

-He's a piece of shit. -Gigante.

-Rotten. -Gigante, where's he now?

Tucuruí. His woman's there.

-What woman? -I don't know. She's a whore.

-Her name! -I don't know, I swear!

-You do know, you do know! -I don't--

The other two. Who are they?

We call him, Player. But I don't know where he is.

-And the other? -Huh, there's no one else.

-Don't lie. Who is he? -There is no other.

-I don't know what you're talking about! -You do! Stop lying!

Who's the other guy?

Look for this girl. See if she's hiding here.

This is your last chance. Who is the other guy?

Fuck off, you motherfucking Spanish cunt!

I'm not fucking telling you!

Now get the fuck out.

And I'll pretend this never happened.

No more! No more!

The past always comes back, huh?

-Mrs. Mariangel. -Hmm?

What now?

We track down this Gigante.

And the girl? You think she's with the other two?

I'm almost positive.

Just imagine how her parents must be feeling.

-How was it? -Scary!

-Was it fun? -Yeah!

-How was it? -Scary!

-Was it fun? -Yeah!

I'm so sorry, sweetie. I've been a shit father.

-How was it? -Scary.

The wind keeps dragging me far

Feels like I'm about to crash down

The waves remind me of the sea

I think I’m slipping beneath

-How was it? -Scary!

-Did you like it? -Yeah!

WHERE DO WE START?

Don’t let it drag me down

The wind keeps dragging me far

My Jane?

Once we get there, I want to go get a TV for my mom.

No problem, man. You know I got you.

Baby?

You asleep already, cutie?

Whoa, see that? What the fuck is that?!

Yeah.

Nah, you're not sleeping.

You were waiting for me, weren't you?

I know you're not sleeping, you sexy thing.

Wake up, baby.

All right.

Cut him down.

Give him a boss' burial.

Come on, everyone. Let's do what Preá's telling us.

Hey, you. In the jet ski.

It's Jonas, asshole!

You fuckers refer to me as Jonas.

Wake up, my lovely.

Your new boss is Jonas! I'm your leader now!

I'M THE MAN NOW

It's okay. I know a real nice way to wake you up.

We're following Jonas now, fuckers!

This is Jonas' gang!

This is fucking Jonas' gang!

It's Jonas' gang!

Come here, gorgeous.

Pssica!