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1 I'll tell you as much as I can about my journey.

When everything began,

I'd never even been to the border.

MONTHS BEFORE THE PROGUARD ROBBERY

That was when they brought me in.

- Hey. - Hey, Bigode.

- Hey, guys. - Here's Mamute.

Is anyone on lookout?

- No, man. - Take care of it.

Yeah. Excuse me, man.

So have you heard of this guy Isaac?

- Is he ours? - No, but we can trust him.

He started pretty recently. You got it? He should be taking baby steps,

but he's out here doing hundred-meter hurdles.

He's flying. Bank robberies, cash-in-transit companies.

He told Mamute here they've got an armed robbery in Ciudad del Este.

It's a big job.

Proguard. Piles of cash.

The security guards are with us. Everything's set.

In the Ambassador's turf?

In the middle of a war?

What does he say about it?

That's where we come in.

Bigode, I'll be blunt.

You know that I've never robbed a bank...

or seen the Ambassador.

Remember that thing with your wife? We were there for you

at the moment you most needed it.

Worked out, didn't it?

Your family's good, right?

That's a debt you have.

And not a small one.

You're doing this job.

You need to bring us this cash,

and then you just carry on your path with Jesus. In peace.

What's the face, man? Afraid of flying?

You realize that this is the Ambassador's house, don't you, man?

Photos and private planes. That's a distraction.

It's just us once we get in the snake pit.

Pull your head outta your ass.

You have to be sharper than a butcher's knife. You get me?

Chill out, man. Pull your shit together.

I always have my shit together.

{n8}PARAGUAY THE AMBASSADOR'S FARM

Hmm.

You, wait outside.

Just in case.

Yo, bro, that glass isn't cracked, is it?

We want this war done.

The time to think of that was before you killed Ryad.

Isn't it time to get over that one?

This is our house. Don't be such a cocky asshole.

Your house, your rule.

That's why we didn't come empty-handed.

We have $10 million for you.

Am I blind?

Proguard in Ciudad del Este. There's 40 million there.

It's all set up. Nice job.

Just have to say yes,

and we turn from enemies to partners.

- Kevin? - Hey, Sheik.

Okay.

The Ambassador.

The Ambassador's on the line to speak to you.

Hello.

An associate offered us a job in Ciudad del Este.

It's big money.

Everybody gets a cut.

The fighting ends.

Can we get the okay to do the job on your turf?

Listen carefully, my friend.

I get the concept, but it's missing an important point.

You're offering me money,

but what can I do with more money where I am?

So tell us what you need, and let's work somethin' out.

They want to take me out of here, extradite me.

I'm fine here.

But in Brazil, they'll send me to a federal prison.

I mean, federal prisons are tough. A fucking nightmare.

Do the job in Ciudad del Este.

It's a big investment. But let's be honest.

The payoff makes these jobs worth it.

But in return, you butts need outta here.

{n8}ARMORED CAR ROBBERY

{n8}PARAGUAY

{n8}ORGANIZATION

SOULLESS

CRIMINAL CODE

EPISODE 8 THE END AND THE BEGINNING

ASUNCIÓN PARAGUAY

So,

are we getting him out of there today?

Yes, if the judge allows his extradition.

The federal plane is landing now with a tactical operations team.

They sent tactical ops to help us with an extradition?

Hmm!

We must be pretty important.

About 150 people know about this operation that's supposedly a secret.

Lightning never strikes twice in the same place.

If the snitch was Moreira, he's gone.

Yeah, but what if it wasn't Moreira?

Why would he risk his life wiretapping their headquarters,

just to be able to share information with us?

Why'd he disappear?

Because he knew everyone had made up their minds about him.

Weren't you the one leading the charge against him?

If I were always right, you wouldn't make me work with a partner, now, would you?

INTERNAL USE

Hello.

Listen. Just listen to me.

They know, okay?

- They've worked it all out. - They worked what out?

They know you're gonna break the Ambassador out.

You have to stop. It'll be a fucking shitshow.

- You don't understand... - Bullshit.

- This could be huge... - Calm down. Stop.

I don't pay you to give me advice, just information.

Listen.

Tell me exactly what they've found out.

FORENSICS

Yuri.

- Hmm? - Hungry?

That'll kill you.

The DNA from the Ambassador that you sent over from Paraguay

matched the note found at the mansion, right?

Mm-hmm.

So...

can I ask what you're going to do with it?

Uh, just notify the Paraguayan police so they can charge him with a crime.

Yuri, for Christ's sake.

Why did I stay up processing that DNA all night

just for someone in Paraguay to say,

"Oh, just add another few years on his sentence."

There's gotta be more to it.

Look, I don't have permission to share this information with you.

Let's see if I get this straight.

All the times I had to work all night, I'm your partner,

but when sharing the fruits of our labor, you don't know me?

I can't. It's on a need-to-know basis. I follow...

Yuri, that work is mine too.

If it weren't for my DNA bank, this investigation would be over by now.

Thanks a lot.

No fucking way.

Fuck it.

It's in motion. Everyone's paid. Let's get him out.

You don't get it, do you? It's over, man. We lost the element of surprise.

There's more soldiers at Tacumbú than in the entire Paraguayan War.

You don't get it.

Motherfucker.

The whole reason was to get the guy out of there

before he got extradited.

And what you're saying is that we managed to get him extradited sooner?

What "we," brother?

- Are we responsible for your rat? - Son of a bitch, man.

Your duty is to get the Ambassador out of there.

- Are you threatening me? - Calm down. Calm down, boys.

That undercover cop at the hacienda did us a fucking favor.

They'll do the dirty work of getting the Ambassador out of prison for us.

But they don't know we know that.

That's even better. We just attack the convoy.

I'm on board. Let's get this shit finished.

But after this, we're even, okay?

Gabriel, get the map.

I'll take a look at the routes. You go prep the cars.

And now you. Call your informant. We're gonna need him.

- Okay. - Come on.

Think, damn it.

Fucking hell. Hey, help me here.

- Is this the main highway? - Yeah, that's it.

ASUNCIÓN MILITARY BASE

- Evening, gentlemen. - Evening.

Hello, hello.

- Wladimir's here? - Mm-hmm.

He flew in.

He's not just here for the ride. He wants to run the operation.

He said he wanted to help bring the Ambassador to Brazil.

Him, out in the field?

- He's gonna wait in the hangar. - Ah. Sir.

- Hi. - Hello there.

Evening. Evening.

- Brothers. - Evening.

- Is that everyone? - That's everyone.

So, gentlemen,

the good news is that they've authorized the extradition.

The Paraguayan police and the FOPE, their elite squad,

are heading to Tacumbú.

Before we leave, I'd like to introduce the leader of our elite squad.

Letícia?

You know each other?

We were at the academy together. She was first in class.

Long time, right?

Today she becomes the first woman to lead a tactical operations cell.

Okay, gentlemen, Suellen.

First of all, you can count on me and my team to manage your safety

and that of the package completely.

I've briefed Wladimir with my proposed strategy.

Perfect.

Good luck, everybody. Come on.

Good luck to you.

Rossi, we're in the van with Assunção to monitor the situation, okay?

If I may, sir.

I would like to go with my team.

Okay, up to you.

Sir, I offer to take Rossi's place in the van.

Okay. You can stay.

Better he's in the van than screwing it up out there. Let's go.

I'll be back in five minutes, okay?

ASUNCIÓN TACUMBÚ PENITENTIARY

This is not what I expected.

What?

Just the neighborhood.

More silent than water in a well.

There's no clue that nearby 4,000 prisoners

are stacked in a place built for 1,200.

It's a classic, man.

Uh-huh.

It is a classic.

Rossi.

What are the chances there'll be a riot

when they see we're taking the Ambassador out?

Zero.

They won't see it.

NATIONAL PENITENTIARY

PARAGUAY POLICE

Come in, command.

The vehicle containing the package has joined the convoy.

We're on the move. Do you copy?

Copy that. Follow route A out.

Affirmative.

Awfully quiet.

I'm hungry.

What the fuck is happening?

Fuck! They're trying to surround us!

Somebody leaked it. Let's get out!

Head west. Do you copy? We have to take the axis road to the west now!

Copy. Switch to route B. Taking the overpass.

Fuck! It's a longer way out.

They're taking the main road.

Target's in the fourth car.

Everybody, reposition. Delta team, we are heading your way. Okay?

Fuck!

The convoy is under attack!

Command, we've lost two cars. Can you send reinforcements?

Negative. The surrounding police stations are under attack.

No one can move for now.

Forget it, Rossi. They know our route.

- Somebody fucking told them! - Someone from the convoy.

Command, our routes are compromised.

Permission to return to Tacumbú.

Negative. The package must arrive at its destination.

That fucker's saying that because he's not here!

Intercept them.

We lost another car.

Everybody out!

Get out!

We're surrounded! Do you copy? We're fucking surrounded!

Isolate the target.

Get in! Get in! Get in!

Fuckers!

Counter attack, now!

- Let's fucking move. Cover me. - Get down! Motherfuckers!

Come at me, you fuckers!

Lower that thing!

- Cover me. I'm advancing. - No, no, no!

- Inoki! - Cover me!

Cover me now!

Okay, guys.

Listen to me. We're not the ones under pressure here.

Those fuckin' bastards are the ones under pressure!

We're gonna bring those motherfuckers down today, or we're gonna die trying.

Let's advance.

Get back!

Okay, team, advance!

We've made it, Rossi.

Command, we need urgent backup. Do you copy?

ETA three minutes. Hold your position.

Let's go, go, go, go!

Keep closing in.

Come in.

The pigs are determined.

Target is isolated.

Copy that.

Just relax, boss. We're getting you out of here.

Push in! Heads up!

Target is moving. The target is moving. Do you copy?

Copy. Hold the pigs there. Don't let them make any progress.

Did you give the Ambassador's car an order to depart?

Negative. Why is it moving on the GPS?

We've lost the Ambassador's car. Do you copy?

- Can you follow it? - Negative!

We're sustaining heavy fucking fire!

What the fuck? We'll try to intercept them here.

We lost the Ambassador.

Let's get Soulless.

- Russo, get the rocket launcher! - Open the trunk!

Hold them off a bit longer, okay? That'll help us get the package to safety.

Fuckin' hell, Saldanha.

I got him. Let's move in. There's shitloads of these assholes to bring down.

Stop! Stop! Where the fuck are you going?

We can't hold them. We need to fucking leave. You hear me?

Retreat! Retreat!

Son of a bitch is running away!

Ambassador.

Okay.

The Paraguayan police are five minutes out.

According to the tracker, they're nearby.

Ambassador.

I'm Isaac.

At your service.

Isaac.

You're the Ghost, aren't you?

By the sounds of it, my name reached the top.

Is there a cigarette for me in that jet?

And a bottle of rum as well.

Well done, my friend.

Thank you.

- Cruel, take good care of our guest, okay? - Sure thing, boss.

Welcome.

Now what?

Well done, man.

Here's your cut. What we agreed on.

And the key to your getaway car.

You have my word in Paraguay. You have my word in Brazil.

I always honor a deal, brother. Yeah?

Thanks and good luck.

- Isaac, what about the guys? - What guys?

The guys that stayed behind shooting it out with the police while we're here.

Those ones. Are they all right? Do they need anything from us?

You mean Soulless, bro?

Him, too, yeah.

You're rich, Gabriel. Damn it!

You're fuckin' rich, and I am. Soulless didn't make us rich.

It's this fuckin' guy that we put on that plane that made us rich.

We did that, bro.

- And now we're rich, boy. - Got it. I hear you.

PUBLIC TRANSPORT

We gotta split up.

- Right here. Right here. - You're fucking insane!

There's that son of a bitch.

I'm going after him!

The package is gone. The hangar's completely empty.

Sh... Oh, fucking hell!

We're fucked.

Do you have any idea how fucked we are?

I'm very sorry for your loss today, sir.

We're sorry, too,

for your team's loss.

Is it true that the guy escaped?

When you go after that fucker again, I want you to give me a call.

It's a matter of honor.

Come.

We have to give his family a call.

I'm gonna call mine too. You should do the same.

Rest in peace, my friend.

Fucker.

Stop right fucking there!

Your head is in my crosshairs, man.

Slowly put your gun on the ground.

Put your gun on the fucking ground!

One wrong move, I'll blow your head off.

Throw that fucking rifle far from you!

Get on the ground.

Hands on your head.

It's over, son of a bitch.

Easy, man.

Just take it easy.

Let him go, motherfucker.

Drop your gun now, and I'll let him go free.

I'll fucking kill him. You know I'm a murderer.

- I have a family. I beg you. - Shut your mouth!

Are going to kill a father with a family, you fucking coward?

Well, go on.

Please!

What's up, man?

Don't you wanna be a cop anymore?

- If I kill him, you're fucked. - Fuck it.

I'll retire.

Spend more time with my family.

But you're the fucked one because this is the end.

I won't rest until you're dead or in jail.

I dare you. Just do it, you asshole!

- You fucking think I won't? - Fuck your hostage to hell.

Yeah, you heard me.

You and your fucking hostage can go to hell!

Drop the gun.

Drop your fucking gun.

On your knees.

Get down, you son of a bitch.

Because of your...

Put your fucking hands behind your back, motherfucker.

Both of them.

Because of your love, oh God,

have mercy on me.

In your unfailing compassion.

It's over. I got you. Hands on your head.

Hands on your head! Come on. Now.

Yell, and I'll blow you a new mouth.

- You like to talk, don't you? - What's going on?

Shut up! I've had my eye on you for a while, João Nascimento.

Easy, Moreira. Please, man. Let's talk about this.

You know what you deserve?

You deserve to rot six feet under the fucking ground.

- No, calm down. - I can spot a crook from a mile away.

For Christ's sake, man. Don't make this mistake.

I'll treat you like a criminal.

Because you're a criminal, and I'm a cop.

I'm putting you under arrest.

Let's see if your blood is still blue in jail.

ASUNCIÓN PARAGUAY

Amigos.

Would you allow me a minute alone with the prisoner?

Old scores to settle.

- Sure. - Thanks.

What's with this God thing?

Do you really believe it?

Don't you believe in it?

Lots of people wear God as sheep's clothing.

I thought that was the case with you.

But you let the hostage live, didn't you?

That made me think that, maybe for you, it's the other way around.

Maybe you are actually the sheep...

wearing the wolf's clothing.

{n8}FEDERAL POLICE

Commissioner Rodrigo, nearly 50 guys were arrested,

15 more were killed,

and no civilians were harmed.

And in spite of...

Given this situation, the breakout looks like it was our fault.

Looks like it's your fault, Wladimir.

Hold on. What? No.

I'm sorry, sir, but I can't

be held responsible for the decisions made out in the field.

The decisions that were made in the field were correct.

And Rossi held off

an army of mercenaries with the support of tactical operations.

Of course. I meant...

Only yesterday, Wladimir, you told me you'd signed off on the operation.

Now, you take

responsibility for that sign-off.

Hey.

Here's the deal. I spoke to Rossi.

Guilherme's phone has his fingerprints and his DNA.

We don't need any other proof. But you have to wait for the inquiry.

Another one?

Yeah.

Turns out you're not a bad cop.

How did you know he was the rat?

Well, maybe you're right, and I'm not a bad cop.

It was a tracker.

Hmm?

In Loanda, before the shootout, you asked how I found you that day.

You're saying you put a fucking tracking device on my car?

Police work.

Nothing personal.

{n8}FEDERAL POLICE HEADQUARTERS

They're ready for you, sir.

- Thank you. - Of course.

- Commissioner. - Rossi.

Director.

- Congratulations. Excellent work. - Thank you very much, sir.

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DNA will revolutionize criminal justice in Brazil.

I'm counting on you.

{n8}The DNA Hit of the Year goes to

Maria Clara Siqueira for the Proguard case,

the robbery of the century on the Brazilian border.

{n8}Thank you so much.

{n8}It was such a lonely journey,

with a lot of study and dedication...

What a fucking bitch.

But the important work of DNA analysis...

So we'd like to offer you the opportunity

to lead a mission to apprehend the Ghost Gang

with a team of your choosing.

It'd be a national case. Enormous.

Of course, you don't need to answer now.

Take some time. Talk to your family.

- Ask them what they think. - Here she is.

It's a big decision that will affect them as well.

- Oh, it's Mama! Mommy's here. - Hello, my sweetie!

I missed you so much, my girl.

Hi, my love.

Thanks.

- Of course. You good? - Good. You?

- Good. I'm good. I love you, baby. - Say bye-bye.

- Ciao. - Bye, Papa.

SOULLESS

All units, the target is approaching.

PARAGUAY

- Hey. - Hey.

Start celebrating without me?

Beer, please.

I don't know if I'd call it a celebration.

It doesn't really seem like a celebration to me, so...

Is it bad?

I don't think I can stand to look at any more boxes.

Do you wanna talk?

Because you give such good advice?

I don't remember that much from my separation.

We fought.

We were angry.

I do remember feeling like a piece of shit, you know?

Yeah.

How did it go with your son?

It was very...

difficult.

But I've accepted it, you know?

See, I don't...

I don't think I'm like you like that, Benício. Uh-uh.

I don't know if I'll ever accept this happened.

Excuse me. Here's your beer.

And one for my partner, please.

Of course. Just a minute.

I just had a thought. That's the first time I've called you my partner, isn't it?

No, sir.

The very first day we worked together, you called me your partner.

But you weren't serious, were you?

Now I am.