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THIS PROGRAM IS LOOSELY BASED
ON ACTUAL EVENTS.

CHARACTERS AND EVENTS
WERE ADAPTED FOR DRAMATIC EFFECT.

SOCIAL SECURITY

Number 47!

José Aparício.

Identification card.

Social security card.

Work record.

Employment identification number.

Proof of residence.

Is it recent?

Yes.

Were you collecting disability benefits?

No.

But it says here,
"retirement due to mental illness."

Is it a recent diagnosis?

It must be.
I didn't even know about it.

-Did you bring the medical report?
-Excuse me?

Medical proof that you are unable to work.

Well...

as far as being crazy or not...

If I am crazy, it's not my job
to prove that I'm crazy.

Whoever said that I'm crazy
needs to prove that.

To have your case processed,
you need a medical report.

Otherwise you won't receive
financial assistance.

I just broke two fingers
from my already broken hand

in front of my daughter.

I can wreck your office.
Will that help me get the money?

I'm sorry, but I require a medical report.

Twenty years as a police officer.

What did he get out of it?

Nothing.

You suffer from BPAD.

BPAD? What's that?

Bipolar affective disorder.

He used to dream of arresting
corrupt politicians.

Now he gets welfare
from a government run by them.

My last mood swing was
when they released Ibrahim.

-Who is Ibrahim?
-A cancer.

I don't get it.

You don't need to.

Just hand me the fucking report.

What's the amount?

Two thousand, nine hundred and fifty.

Two thousand,
nine hundred and fifty reais?

Yes.

My daughter has special needs.

Are there any additional benefits
for that?

Yes, sure.

If so, your case would
need to be reviewed.

You would have to bring your daughter
to be examined,

re-submit all the paperwork,
and then it all goes to Brasília.

Brasília.

Check if he's armed.

-OK, send him up.
-Who is it?

Guess who.

First, he was disgusted
by his own destiny.

How may I help you?

Then he suffered a chronic inability
to let his past go and move on.

Welcome, dear friend.

What can I do for you?

Lastly, there was the longing
to take the law into his own hands.

How much does he make per month
fueling political parties?

Two, three million?

My pension.

That's what I make per month.

That's 2,950 reais.

Ruffo, I think you're here for a reason.

Am I right?

Sometimes I want to put a bullet
in your face.

I know.

But that's not you, right?

Ruffo endured it all.

What fucked him up was the humiliation
of facing defeat in front of his family.

And his inability to do what he wanted:

put a bullet in Ibrahim's head.

No one fights cancer
and gets away with it.

No one.

Least of all Ruffo.

Regina often complained about Ruffo,

but deep inside she believed in him.

She believed he would turn things around.

To me, it was a huge defeat.

Dimas told me,
but I had to see for myself.

If the plea bargain works, you're
good with it. If not, that's fine too?

Yes, that's right, Verena.

Too bad Ibrahim didn't say shit!

It was our bet.

What bet?

-We did everything we could.
-We lost the "bet."

We lost Ruffo.

Sometimes we lose, Verena.

Cláudio.

What about us?

What about us?

It didn't mean anything?

What do you want me to do?

You packed your bags, Cláudio.
Is it over?

Should we insist on it?

Going away is a cowardly act.

What do you want?

That I stay here
and pay for Ruffo's fuck-up?

That's what you do.

I'm out.

My mentor was fucked,
and the man I loved didn't give a damn.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Ten years later.

The Lebanese was back in the game...

and I wasn't going to let it slide.

FEDERAL JUSTICE

It was Verena Cardoni
versus Roberto Ibrahim.

-Good evening, Verena.
-Evening, Liana.

Judge Rigo is busy.

There was only one problem.

To get that son of a bitch,
I needed Rigo to lend a hand.

May I come in?

You already did, Verena. It's OK, Liana.

Is Roberto Ibrahim's case already closed?

No, that will happen in two months or so.

OK. Can it be closed?

-Why? Is he at it again?
-Yeah, full force.

-I need to tap his phone.
-That's impossible.

-I'll arrest him if he broke his plea.
-If you do that, we can't investigate.

Rigo, we know Ibrahim is not
a common currency dealer.

We owe it to Ruffo.

I played on his weak spot.

I appealed to his guilt.

But it wouldn't be easy.

To begin with, Roberval became Paraná's
police headquarters superintendent.

Not trustworthy.

Besides, our staff was minimal.
Me and one other person.

-Vander?
-Yes.

Can you get me Chebab's
bank statements, please?

I have them here.

Vander was born in a favela in Rio.
He's street-smart.

But lacked experience.

I couldn't proceed with an operation
that size with just a rookie.

Can you sort through them for me?

I had to ask for back-up.

Roberval came to me
with a crazy-ass story.

He said that some hick had volunteered.

Fuck.

Good morning.

May I help you, sir?

Agent Verena Cardoni?

Yes.

Federal Agent Luís Carlos Guilhome.

I'm here to join
the Financial Crime Division.

-If possible.
-OK. Where are you coming from?

Rondônia.

Rondônia. OK.

Make yourself comfortable.
Leave your stuff here.

Excuse me.

This is agent Vander.

Nice to meet you.

He's been working with me.

Now it's just the three of us
in Operation Jet Wash.

You came at a good time.

If you're good with numbers,
it will be helpful.

Here are all bank statements
from Solidez Contractor, K.W. Cons.

PGD Invest and TOZ Software.

We need to find the origin
of these deposits

to figure out what the currency dealer
is laundering.

Take your time. It's a whole lot.

One more thing.

When you're done, don't input
the data in our system, OK?

Show me your report first.

Just to me.

That's it. Could you help him?

Welcome.

Thank you.

Just to her?

Anything wrong?

Never mind. Let's move on.

You like numbers, right?
Because we've got numbers.

Numbers.

Operation Jet Wash?

-Do you need a calculator?
-No, I don't, thanks.

While I was getting fucked over,
Ibrahim was enjoying the high life.

The son-of-a-bitch ratted every currency
dealer and was all alone in the market.

RIO DE JANEIRO
PETROBRASIL HEADQUARTERS

He made friends with a guy
named João Pedro Rangel,

CEO of Petrobrasil, the biggest
state-owned company in the country.

What's up, Pepê?

I gave the campaign 600 grand.
I need to cover it.

What does he want?

We need to make him smile, right?

There was always a project for him.

Apparently, there's some slack
on Antônio and Lima's budget, right?

Antônio and Lima? Can't help you there.

We already went too far on that one.

Of course not, Pepê.

There's still a lot to be done there.

Let's make it worth your while.

Thirty-five years doing this.
It's time I retired.

-Soon enough.
-You can handle it.

You know the deal. You can do it.

I'm not as classy as you, Pepê.

It will be tough for me to go
to São Paulo this week.

I think you'll like it.

Together they operated bribery schemes

within state-owned companies
for their allied politicians.

Miller & Bretch was the biggest
contractor in the country.

And like any other big construction firm,

it was deeply involved in the scheme.

João Pedro Rangel was a master

at bridging politicians
with the private sector.

Good. We solved the logistical problems.

There's a suitable loophole
under Item 2578B.

Gomes did his homework. For example...

-Foundation piles.
-And metal structures.

How can we justify that?

Soil moisture!

Moisture, in Pernambuco?
It's a fucking desert.

Say the soil is soft. Whatever.

It's a matter of semantics.
How about, "Soil resistance...

at the refinery construction site...

was lower than that indicated
in the original project,

with substantial indication of soft soil

and excessive moisture."

"According to the auditors."
Always the auditors.

And conclude like we always do.

"Therefore, the quantity
of foundation piles and metal..."

That makes 18 amendments.
That's enough, isn't it?

-Gentlemen.
-This is Ricardo Bretch.

I spoke to Gomes.
We'll review the percentage.

The Nobleman, heir and CEO
of the company.

The campaign barely started
and we're being hit from all sides.

He paid bribes, but always bitched
about the amounts.

Want to save money? Give it to Janete.

This election is in the bag.

Nobody can predict the next one.
We always contribute to both sides.

Family policy.

Add in the amount for the amendments

and together we can review
the campaign contribution.

I'm not authorized to deal with that.

I'll talk to the people who are.
I'm just letting you know.

If you are going to negotiate,

I'll ask you to review
the policy of depositing only overseas,

It won't happen.

When should we schedule our next meeting?

I'll call you to schedule it.

Is this the Nobleman father,
or the grandfather?

This is the Nobleman
father-of-the-whole-shebang.

Once, he was at a governor's
inauguration ceremony.

The governor met him and said,

"Good to see you here,"
and Grandpa Nobleman replied,

"I'm always here, Governor.
You're the ones who come and go."

Got it?

-You're terrible at telling jokes.
-"You come and go."

-Stop telling jokes.
-It's not a joke.

Hey, Pepê,
did the carpet match the drapes?

She's called Cinthia
and she studies Architecture.

I'll bring you more exotic material
next week.

-Yumi. You'll like her.
-I'm going to miss my flight.

Samira is going to bust my sac.

Bust your what? Your sac?

-You should stay, Pepê.
-No.

Kitano is delivering the money
and she never comes alone.

She's like a Cracker Jack box.
There's always a surprise.

Look. See that?

Look at that car.

-The Defender?
-No, the Evoque.

The Evoque?

That car is badass.

Let's buy it.

-Are you nuts?
-You'll miss the flight anyway.

-Juliano, make a U-turn.
-Are you serious?

Pepê, you work a lot. You deserve it.

-A gentleman like you.
-I actually do.

Let's think it over.

Think again.

You deserve it.

-How much to bulletproof it?
-No need.

Rio is such a safe place.

-Bulletproof it.
-There's no need.

I recommend doing it.

Wait. Can I take this one right here?

-What? Are you driving to Rio?
-Yes. Why not?

-Grab and go.
-You're nuts, Pepê.

Do you have one with beige leather seats?

-Certainly. I have it in stock.
-There you go.

Ibrahim mastered his art.

He's quite excited.

Loureiro, can he take the car now?
Paid in full.

Ibrahim, you're the boss here.

How much?

But political campaigning is
always chaotic

and sometimes even he
would leave a trail.

In full, I can let it go for 251 grand.

So it's 251.
Where I'm from, we write it like this.

"Two hundred... and fifty one...

thousand reais."

Eager to impress JPR,

he fucked up.

It's under Mr. João Pedro's name
and under Mr. Ibrahim's address, correct?

We live together.

-What the fuck? Are you nuts?
-Come on, sweetie.

-Stupid joke.
-Loureiro is one of us.

Bad fucking luck.

Screwed up,
right when Rigo approved the operation

and I started investigating
currency dealers' accounts.

Stupid.

You didn't go to school.

No right to complain.

Ibrahim had the brilliant idea
of combining business with pleasure.

He brought a former pimp onboard, Kitano.

You see? See how much trouble you are?

He used her prostitutes to distribute
laundered money throughout Brasília.

Next time, buy decent tape, Juliano.

This one is ruining her skin.

What a night!

While I was investigating,

JPR was enjoying his new car.

And Ibrahim was receiving cash
from the Nobleman.

A happy ending for everyone.

NEW VEHICLE SALE
JOÃO PEDRO RANGEL

At the end of that night,
only Ibrahim came.

But I was the one who was ready
to fuck with them all.

Hey, gorgeous! Want a ride to the pool?

Whose car is this, João Pedro?

Come check it out, babe.
It's something else!

Something else?
Where did you get this car?

It was a gift.

A gift from whom?

From Ibrahim.

I didn't want to take it.
I had no choice. Ibrahim insisted.

He paid cash, right?

No, he paid by check.

Damn, João Pedro.

Registered under whose name?

Mine.

And the receipt?

Mine.

Should I return it?

You shouldn't have accepted it.

But I like this beige leather so much...

You knew that, right?

Come on in, honey.
Let me drive you to the pool.

Let's go. Are you ready?

Do you know how to back up?

-Got it?
-I'm getting it.

It drives like a spaceship.

-Look.
-What is it?

A receipt for a car costing 250,000 reais.

Look at the name. "João Pedro Rangel."

-Do you know him?
-João Pedro? No.

-He's Petrobrasil's CEO.
-Are you kidding? So, what now?

Why is this receipt on Ibrahim's email?

On Ibrahim's email?

JET WASH TASK FORCE

This is everything we were hoping for.

CONTRACTOR SOLIDEZ

What's this?

All the money that went through
Ibrahim's accounts recently.

It turned out the hick
was an accounting genius.

I know, it's full of gaps,

but I need more authorization
to complete it.

I'm taking it to the Prosecutor.

-But it's missing some stuff.
-It's enough for me.

Sort it out. I want to take this quickly.

Right.

IBRAHIM'S SCHEME

Take a look at this.

Nice car!

The tide was turning in my favor.

So I decided to dive in.

We found deposits for 4.8 million dollars
from the IOV contractor

between March and August 2013.

For 5.5 million from Garcez Netto,
4.2 million from Prosperminas,

and 3.2 million from Estruturax.

All deposited to Ibrahim's companies?

Yes, and for PGD, KW, TOZ and Solidez
there's no evidence of services rendered

nor of any registered employees.

There's no way Ibrahim's companies
could hire contractors this size.

-They're shell companies.
-I'm sure of it.

-Does Rigo know?
-Yes. He authorized the bugs.

Best of all, I've found a receipt
in Ibrahim's email for an Evoke...

under the name of João Pedro Rangel,
Petrobrasil's CEO.

-What's that doing there?
-That's what I want to know.

How?

By requesting arrests
for Ibrahim, Chebab, and Kitano,

search warrants for their properties,

and a bench warrant for João Pedro
to explain the car.

Verena, it will get messy,
won't be easy...

It won't be quick.

-Everything's set for my PhD.
-Forget it.

I want to get things done somewhere else.

If the system doesn't change...

Don't give me the runaround.
We're very well equipped.

-The system's flawed.
-You're flawed, I'm flawed. Fuck it!

-Calm down.
-Rigo authorized the investigation.

He'll issue the arrests.

Four targets in three different cities.

Ibrahim in São Paulo,
Chebab and Kitano in Brasília...

and João Pedro Rangel in Rio.

I requested the arrests
of the first three.

No big deal.

-Your Honor.
-Dimas.

But JPR, Petrobrasil's CEO,
he was a big deal.

If Rigo authorized JPR's bench warrant,
the shit would hit the fan.

Petrobrasil wasn't just any company.

With investments worth 70 billion
and an annual profit of 23 billion reais,

Petrobrasil was the jewel
in the government's crown.

Not only that.

Petrobrasil was already
one of the major...

energy producers in the world.

It was also the pride and joy
of corrupt politicians and contractors.

And, of course,
of anyone else in their entourage.

Our maid is useless.

I have to be in court tomorrow.
Look at this dress.

The Antônio & Lima refinery,
which starts operating today,

will be the largest diesel producer...

-This one or this one?
-The dark one.

It's more professional.

Everyone knew there was thievery going on,

but no one had the guts to address it.

I have one wish for Petrobrasil
and the other companies hired...

They could have done it
with half the budget.

Yeah, they could.

Because Brazil will be as big
as we want to build it!

It's better to have a refinery than not.

They had enough for two refineries.

Not quite.

There wouldn't be any "political will."

BRAZIL INAUGURATES
COUNTRY'S LARGEST REFINERY

I was about to score.

I just needed to know if Rigo would be
brave enough to join me.

If the answer was yes,

my war would begin.

STATUS: OPERATION AUTHORIZED

Operation authorized.

"Authorized."

-Authorized.
-Authorized?

João Pedro was an uncommon target.

Register the warrants.
Roberval needs to approve them.

-How many states?
-Two.

-São Paulo and Brasília.
-What about Rio de Janeiro?

Rio is out of the requests for now.

What do you mean?

Chebab and Kitano in Brasília,
Ibrahim in São Paulo.

Check the teams available in each city.

Boss, what about that Evoque
on Ibrahim's email?

-And JPR in Rio?
-Rio stays out of the request.

Let's do this. You may start.

If Roberval even dreamed of us bringing in
Petrobrasil's CEO for interrogation,

he would bring
the entire operation to a halt.

So I decided to hide JPR's bench warrant.

For Roberval, we were arresting
currency dealers only.

Kitano and Chebab in Brasília.
Ibrahim in São Paulo.

I'll stay at the base here.
You go to Brasília.

No. I'll go to São Paulo.
That's where Ibrahim is.

Send Vander and Guilhome to Brasília.

You're going to Brasília.
Two targets are there.

-Roberval...
-Verena, I won't say it again.

I'll set up São Paulo with a local unit.
Guilhome stays here with me.

You coordinate the units in Brasília.

We can send Vander and Guilhome.
I want to arrest Ibrahim personally.

We barely have a crew.
Don't make things more difficult.

It was a risky move.

If I interrogated him,
tore down his house,

and still couldn't find enough proof
to attach JPR to the scheme,

Roberval was gonna fuck me over.

And there was also the hick.

No one just shows up to join a team
with a reputation as bad as mine.

If the hick was there, it was because
someone was really interested

in finding out what I was up to.

Hey!

Operation authorized.

But listen, she held back Rio.

Operations with multiple targets
demand attention.

You either get everybody at once
or you get no one.

If a target figures out he's going down,

he tells everybody else and they begin
destroying the evidence.

Roberval stayed in Curitiba.
He managed the teams from there.

We had China on watch at Ibrahim's place.

Ibra arrived at 6 p.m.
and won't leave any time soon.

We're watching him.

Alice. What's this?

Hey!

But, Dad, what about the pizza we ordered?

I can't. We'll get another when I'm back.

I was in Brasília, following Kitano
and keeping an eye open for Chebab.

-Roberval.
-Everything OK?

Chebab still hasn't shown up.

OK.

As far as Roberval knew,
there was no one in Rio de Janeiro.

The plan was simple.

As soon as the targets in São Paulo
and Brasília were arrested,

Vander would go for the big fish.

I just needed to know if I would
find the evidence I needed.

Did you take your seat belt off? Here.
Come with mommy, come.

Good night, kiddo.

-Where's my grandson?
-He's here!

On your way to grandpa's house!
Here's your grandson.

Spray some repellent on him.
Last time he was covered in bug bites.

Yes, ma'am.

Let's run! Go!

Hi.

Boss, all good here.

The target is at home.

-He's not going anywhere.
-OK.

I'll be here waiting.

Be right back.

I love you.

-Don't forget our deal.
-I won't.

Take care.

-Love you.
-You too.

Hey!

Get me a coffee.

I don't know if it was deliberate,

but Roverbal's São Paulo crew was crap.

NOVA CONCEIÇÃO NEIGHBORHOOD

I bet all I had on Operation Jet Wash.

All I could do now
was pray God would be on my side.

Fuck. We lost Ibrahim's signal.

Gone.

Out of coverage.

He must have left the apartment.

China, what's going on?
The target's signal is gone.

When, boss?

Fuck, China! How did you miss that?

REFRESHING

Nothing yet.

I'm canceling the operation.

THE SON OF A BITCH LEAKED THE OPERATION

Brasília, target number three on the move.

Ibrahim warned Kitano.

We don't know yet. I'm on her.

It's either all three or none of them.

Roberval, we've come this far.
Let's go for it.

This is a mistake. I'm calling it off.

Ibrahim is on the run, Kitano is too, and
Chebab probably destroyed the evidence.

Give me another hour.

Pain in the ass.

-Coffee?
-I'll have some.

I was pushing the limits,
but with Chebab missing

and Ibrahim on the run,

it was going to be hard
to complete the operation.

ROBERVAL IS CALLING OFF THE OPERATION

WHAT SHOULD I DO?

STAY THERE AT ALL COSTS!

REFRESHING

He's back.

The target's signal is back.

Where?

Congonhas. The airport.

He can fly anywhere.

I'm going to call the Congonhas station

and tell them to detain him
at the screening.

It's useless, but you can try if you want.

SÃO PAULO
CONGONHAS AIRPORT

I couldn't accept it.
After everything that happened to Ruffo,

the son of a bitch was getting away.

-Fuck.
-What?

REFRESHING

We lost Ibrahim's signal again.

He must have taken off by now.

He didn't go through screening, right?

He doesn't fly commercial.
Those guys have private jets.

He could have gone anywhere.

You could have told me.
I'd have got him on private boarding.

Yes, but with an operation this size,
I'm not risking it.

Ibrahim fled. It's over.

I'm calling it off.

China, I'm calling off the operation.

I'll tell Brasília.

Pain in the ass.

Verena isn't picking up.

Who else is on her team?

Deputy. Look at this.

Your boss called off the operation.

BASED ON THE BOOK LAVA JATO
BY VLADIMIR NETTO

Translated by: Ricardo Dell'Aera Dannemann
Team LiBERTAD