Original subtitles

It's the titanium joint.

Sorry about that.

No worries.

I'm always causing trouble.

Sir, you're opening boxes 572, 1058, and 1300, correct?

- He's inside! - Go!

- Hurry! - Here! This way!

Stop!

- On the ground! - There's nowhere to go!

You're surrounded!

- Hurry! - Stop right there!

Move! Go!

Hurry! Go!

- Give it up, damn it! - He's there!

- What's this? - Game over, motherfucker!

Let the lady go.

Get on your knees, slowly. Raise your hands. Move!

Let her go, man! There's no way out!

Hey! You're done, motherfucker! Give it up!

Open the door, man! There's nowhere to go. Move it!

Go ahead! Go!

Where did he go?

Fuck! Damn it!

POLICE

Let's get out of here! Come!

It's over for me. Stop.

That's nonsense. Get up.

Get up!

Look at me.

We're finishing this together.

You hear me? We're finishing it together.

Here.

Here, take it.

You'll have to finish this by yourself.

Get up.

I'll get the bike.

Brother!

I'm not leaving you here.

I know.

BIONIC

The year is 2035.

And the world has changed.

But that doesn't matter.

Because since the dawn of time,

there have always been three types of people.

Those who fight for themselves, those who fight for others,

and those who fight until the end.

My name is Maria.

And I was born destined to be a champion.

Like my mother.

LIVERPOOL 2008

What an incredible jump!

Helena Santos, from Brazil!

I gave my life for this dream. I trained like a motherfucker.

Go! Don't give up!

That's it! Keep going!

My mom trained me so that I would be ready to take over for her.

And I was ready.

And I'd be a great champion.

Like her.

And the daughter of the great record holder, Helena Santos,

is the next competitor in the long jump event.

She's following in her mother's footsteps,

trying to break yet another world record.

Wait!

Hold on a second.

There's only two things here.

I'm not sure you noticed, but that's not me.

That's my sister, Gabi.

And that thing on her right leg is a bionic prosthesis.

NEW WORLD RECORD

With that amazing jump,

Gabi Santos is the new world record holder.

That's right. That should've been my place.

I was destined to be a super powerful woman, like my mom.

But just when my career was taking off, the bionic revolution emerged.

I PAN-AMERICAN BIONIC GAMES

And changed everything.

Gabi Santos,

the first Brazilian Para athlete to become bionic.

She wins the gold medal in the first Pan-American Bionic Games.

Amazing!

Yeah! This one is for you!

It's for you, people!

But it turns out I'm the type who fights to the end.

After all, I was destined for this.

And destiny had just given me a second chance.

Átila Hirsh, 36, known as Miúdo.

Former ranked boxer.

The guy was a true rising star in the sport.

Right.

The bionics came along, and his career vanished overnight.

What we know so far is this Miúdo guy amputated his own arm in a fake accident

so he could get a bionic prosthesis.

But the scam was uncovered, and the prosthesis was revoked.

Counterfeit prosthesis.

How can they be controlled?

They require an implant, right?

Yes. A NIM.

It's nearly impossible to get a chip like that.

I know. About a month ago, the body of a bionic Para athlete,

who died from an overdose, was stolen from a morgue in Buenos Aires.

They found the body a few days later with a hole in the head and no NIM.

I bet that NIM ended up in this guy's head.

Take a picture of this tattoo.

See what you can find out about it.

Let's do this.

That's it.

Good! Go!

I trained your brother since he was a kid.

My boy.

My fucking son.

I don't even know what to say, bro.

No need to say anything.

No one needs to say anything.

Who's this?

Who's this guy?

The kid who showed up at the gym the other day.

He's eager to help.

He's a tech whiz, bro.

What's your name, kid?

Uncle Hard.

What?

Uncle Hard.

Uncle Hard.

And why do you wanna join the movement?

I'm the guy you need, bro.

I've just lost my fucking brother.

Why are you here?

I'm tired of being on the sidelines, bro.

I wanna get in the game. I wanna make a difference.

- You hear that? - Oh yeah.

He wants to make a difference.

That's why the movement can't stop.

And it won't stop.

Do your thing.

SCANNING PROCESS ANALYZING DIAMOND

Well?

On the clarity scale, these are S1.

And these here are

SV2.

- What the fuck is that? - The diamonds' quality.

With this clarity grade,

we're looking at 500K tops for them.

Well, isn't that what we need? Isn't it enough?

The hackers demanded one million. The price isn't negotiable.

So we do as I said.

Heavy weaponry, and we bring out the big one.

We need a bionic.

Right. Where the fuck are you gonna get one?

Explain it to me.

We're gonna build a bionic.

Just like we did with my brother.

But this time, we're doing things differently.

We need to find the right person.

I know someone.

What's up, Whitey?

Yeah, you.

You're one of these freaks, huh?

You get off on watching athletes wearing tight clothes?

I'm messing with you, man. Feel free to look.

And, hey,

my brother's friends are my friends too.

Brother?

I think now is a good time to tell you a bit more about the Santos family.

Gabi and I were always competing.

A childhood amputation due to a tumor didn't diminish her desire to outjump me.

On the contrary.

Go!

Gus, my brother, grew up in the middle of this.

On one side, Dad running Gabi's training.

On the other, Mom relentlessly overseeing my promising career.

But sooner than we could ever expect, she was gone.

ORDER AND PROGRESS

My mother's premature death came as a shock.

HELENA SANTOS FOREVER

The Santos family was never the same after that.

FOREVER IN OUR MEMORIES

But despite it all, my bond with Gus grew stronger as time went on.

What's up? How's it going?

Fine, and you?

Maria, this is Heitor. Heitor, Maria. He's a big fan of yours.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

What do you want, a selfie?

Selfies give away your age.

My bad, man. I forgot to mention my sister's vintage, you know?

Why do you train here?

I like it here.

I feel at home.

I don't know. It's symbolic to me, you know?

I think it represents the current state of regular athletes.

Abandoned?

Since when did you start having nice friends, Gus?

- It's not Gus. It's Uncle Hard. - What?

Uncle Hard. My name in the group.

Listen, Heitor has this fucking cool project.

It's a group that helps athletes facing difficulties.

People who really need it, you know? People who've been left behind.

- There's some other stuff too... - What stuff?

Full of news, Uncle Hard, aren't you?

Heitor.

Heitor.

See you around, then. Okay?

Maria.

What about my selfie?

Everyone knows our prosthetics are the absolute stars of the show.

Without a doubt, one of the most desired

and sought-after products in the world today.

A project born from rehabilitating war veterans

has grown to benefit society.

But what nobody expected is that this technology would find

such a special place in the world of sports.

Amen!

In less than four years, bionic athletes,

using more powerful versions than prosthetics intended for the public,

have taken over the competitive sports scene

and become a world sensation.

WORLD SENSATION

But the revolution has only just begun.

The next NIM update

will unlock a new level of power in our hardware.

How much?

Thirty percent.

At least 30% more strength and speed.

It's already being approved, right, Dário?

It'll be ready for the next Bionic Games.

You know the Games will be Biona's marketing highlight this year, right?

And Gabi will be the highlight of the highlight.

Your brand will be at the top of the new Olympic pantheon.

I'm offering you gold, my dear, on a silver platter.

Right!

How much do you want? Let me see.

We can't accommodate this. It will blow the budget.

Let's go.

Hey, Wanda.

I'm positive she'll set a new record.

We have a deal.

But listen, Ricardo,

I want my fucking world record.

Come on, guys. It'll be a long day!

Fuel up. Some heavy training today.

- Let's eat, because medicine is expensive! - That's right!

- Training is gonna be heavy today, guys. - Thanks!

- Here. Be careful, it's hot. - What's up, bro?

The juice is over here, people!

- You can take it. That's right. - Thanks.

Here she is!

- Juice. - Thanks.

- Hey! Well done today. - Hey. Thanks.

- Here. That's it. - Thanks.

My bad. Hold on.

I'm glad you're here. So glad.

That's it, focus. Keep it up.

Hey, you've been missing training.

Who's been missing training?

- Avelar, you came! - I did.

I'm glad.

You good? Not hungry?

Go! Last one, go!

Last one! Go!

Faster! Go!

- That's 15! - Let's go for the medal!

- Let's go, guys! - Go!

He worships you, you know?

That's it! Go!

I told him he's better off admiring the famous sister.

But he won't listen.

Awesome! Keep it up!

I had a similar relationship with my younger brother.

That's it! Good!

Tell me more.

Baby and Miúdo.

Focus!

You were Baby, right?

I was.

He was at the peak of his career when this revolution started.

Then came the prosthetics, and everything got harder.

"Harder." It was always hard, right?

Now it's basically impossible.

I've lost count of how much shit I've had to inject

not to even come close to these guys.

They say self-mutilation is the new doping.

Fuck.

Cutting off an arm or a leg to get a bionic prosthesis is...

is insane.

Not to mention illegal.

Right?

Right.

But if you were bionic, I'm sure you'd be number one.

Let's go!

Let's go, it's a beautiful day!

EXPAND YOUR SENSES

WELCOME

HIGH PERFORMANCE

Gabi Santos.

And now, I give you Biona's exclusive new star

and current long jump world record holder,

Gabi Santos!

Gabi!

Wow, look at her go!

You rocked it, honey.

Let's do this!

Oh wow, Gus! What a hottie, babe!

You're excited, huh?

I'm happy. I'm happy you came.

Congrats.

On your new sponsor.

You just can't, can you?

- You can't be happy for the amputee... - Don't fuck with me.

I've never treated you like...

But you didn't mind seeing me come in second place.

Even better, behind you.

That's not true. I've always supported you.

When?

When, Maria?

If I remember correctly, it was all about you.

Mom only cared about Maria's training, Maria's championships.

If it wasn't for Dad, I'd be fucked.

I spent my whole life in the back seat.

Now deal with it, girl! Come on!

What's this, girls? What's going on here?

Nothing!

- It's a party, girls. Let's have fun. - It's a party!

Now it's my time.

Now it's our time, sweetheart.

The world has changed, Maria. Make your peace with it, babe!

What's that, Dad? I want some!

Come on, people!

Are you okay?

Hey, listen up! Good evening. Can I get your attention for a minute?

Let's make some room here, please. Excuse me!

- Move! - What's going on?

- Good evening. - Shut up.

You're right, Gabi.

The world has changed.

You guys broke all records.

You've become invincible, right? Heroes.

You've surpassed all regular athletes.

Knock it off, Maria!

Who'd wanna see an athlete jumping seven, eight meters,

when a bionic can easily jump twice as much?

- Zero! - Get out of here!

I remember you...

No one wants you here!

You were so much better than that.

You made us believe nothing was impossible.

But now...

Now it's all about money, right?

Numbers for sponsors. Nothing more.

- You were the true heroes. - Ricardo!

- You no longer inspire anyone. - Get out!

Gabi...

Oh God, so annoying!

- You... - That's nonsense!

...no longer inspire me.

- What the fuck was that, Maria? - It's okay, Gabi.

I'll accept things have changed. I'm gonna adapt.

- She's not ruining my moment. - Calm down.

- Hey! - Calm down...

The party isn't over, okay, people?

- Excuse me! - Hey!

- What's wrong with your sister? - I don't know, Dad.

SUBWAY

SLOW DOWN SHARP TURN AHEAD

I remember there was this song my mom always played during my training.

An Italian opera.

MARIA'S PLAYLIST

At first, I thought it was kind of square.

But soon it became a sort of anthem for me.

It would calm me down.

Bring me back to my roots.

And for some reason, or maybe fate,

this song was playing

right on the night that everything changed.

Maria!

Sweetheart!

What happened?

Maria.

What happened after you left the party?

Calm down.

Calm down.

Honey.

My...

- My leg, Dad! - It's okay, honey!

- My leg! - Calm down!

- Let me go! My leg! - Stay calm, sis!

- Dad! - It's okay, sweetheart!

- Stay calm! - Where's my leg?

- Doctor! - My leg!

Nurse!

- My leg! - Careful! Maria!

Relax.

It's okay.

In 2025, the skull was used as a symbol by non-bionic athletes.

They protested, demanding that their rights be protected.

The exact same symbol on Miúdo's tattoo.

Exactly.

Now take a look at this guy over here.

Heitor Hirsch, known as Baby. Miúdo's brother.

He was sort of his brother's career manager.

Together, they created a support group for regular athletes.

What about his record?

He's been brought in a few times, but it was all minor stuff,

like protests, civil disobedience.

Typical troublemaker stuff, you know?

I don't know. There's something missing.

This Miúdo guy could've been their prototype.

I've heard this group promotes the idea that every athlete should have

the right to amputate their limbs to become bionic.

We need to step up the intelligence efforts on Heitor.

Try to dig up more information about this support group.

HEITOR //10:20 A.M. HEY...

HOW ARE YOU?

DID YOU GET MY GIFT?

MARIA //10:21 A.M. WHAT GIFT?

Look at us, girl. Who'd have thought?

Two little cripples in the same family.

What a coincidence, huh?

Or fate.

Oh, fate. Fancy.

So, shall we see?

How Ms. Fate manages without crutches. Shall we?

I'll help out. Enjoy while I'm feeling nice.

Come here.

Come!

First, we need to see how you're doing. Are you okay over there?

Okay. I'll count to three and let go of your hand.

Ready?

Where's the smile? Come on.

Three, two, one. You can do it, go.

Oops!

- Oops, hold on! - Damn it.

Relax, sis, this is normal. It's your first time.

Look, hold your hips high,

shift all your weight to the tips of your toes.

- You can do it. - Okay.

You can do it! Come on, show me!

Three, two, one.

Go, Maria!

Wow! I loved it!

You could teach me how to get better at this stuff, huh?

What do you think?

Give me a break, Maria.

Fuck, Gabi.

I lost a leg.

I don't believe you're thinking about what you lost.

More like what you'll gain. Right?

Airplane.

Horse.

Compass.

Hourglass.

Boat.

Building.

This is the NIM.

This chip is what made the bionic revolution truly possible.

It can capture all the nuances and impulses of the motor cortex,

transmitting them to the prosthesis with absolute precision.

Train.

- Maria. - Butterfly.

- You'll now feel a slight pressure... - Armadillo.

...on the back of your neck.

- And some tingling in your body - Alligator.

- How's the signal? - Plane.

- NIM positioned in... - Compass.

...L32H76.1.

NIM successfully implanted in the motor cortex region.

- Excellent. - All good in here.

Maria, everything went well.

First, I'll ask you to move your right arm, please.

That's it. A little more.

Offset initiated.

Creating parameters.

NIM wireless signal activated.

NIM successfully integrated.

- Is it the same as Gabi's? - It is.

The only difference is this one was custom-made for you.

Now what?

Go, girl!

The symbiosis between the mechanical and organic is impressive.

- It's so natural. - Now she'll see the game has changed.

And it's her biological leg that's slowing her down.

Gabi...

- Nice. - Look at her go!

- Nice! - A hundred and fifty kilos.

That's awesome.

For someone starting today, it's awesome.

- Gabi. - What?

Get ready, team.

Three, two, one.

SWITZERLAND BOXING ATHLETICISM

The armored car will be going up Francisco Matarazzo,

and going up the overpass is our problem.

Not if we block it here to force the car onto a deserted street, get it?

That's our best option.

We block it, they go this way, and we detour here.

Check this out. Your favorite sister running.

I think we're trying a jump.

Okay, Maria? We're trying a jump.

- Okay, Dário? - Let's do it.

- Maria, all good? - All good. Let's do this!

- Very well. - Let's do this? Here.

The song you requested.

- Ready to jump? - Ready.

That's it, honey.

It's your first jump.

This is new to you. Okay?

Keep calm, don't push it.

- I know you're anxious. Dad is too. - Okay.

- Let's go. - Let's go.

Maria!

Honey!

Easy, you nutcase.

You nearly got fried.

Take a look at your display.

If it hits zero, you go into a coma.

I've already told you this many times, Maria.

But it seems you're not taking it seriously.

Look at your display again.

This is what shows your brain's capacity to withstand the NIM impulses. Okay?

- Okay, I got carried away. - Okay. Yeah.

It's like this machine has always been a part of my body.

That's where the danger lies, honey.

Anxiety directly affects the neurotransmitters,

which drains your brain.

That's the key. Control your emotions.

- Okay? - Okay.

And that goes for you too. Okay, young lady?

Trying to teach a fish how to swim?

So how do I get the number back to normal?

Recharging your brain.

- Easy. How do I recharge my brain? - Sleep. Rest.

A good night's sleep. Okay, Maria?

Tonight, you're gonna have to pass out. Twelve hours of sleep. At the very least.

It's time.

Why do you have to do this?

Because I have to do this.

I'm doing this for the sweat.

For the blood.

For the soul of all athletes who spent their lives training in vain.

I have to do this, Maria.

For them.

For my brother.

For you.

I just ask one thing.

I want my brother out of this.

LYNFORTE VALUABLE GOODS TRANSPORT

The car just took the main avenue.

It's on the overpass, going up the ramp.

Hey. There's something going on up there.

The overpass is blocked?

Weird. How do they block the overpass?

DETOUR

Turn right here.

For God's sake, come back alive. Now go kick some ass!

Go!

Hey, sweetheart, are you excited?

Hey.

Hey. Look at me.

You don't need to be afraid.

Uncle Carlão is here to protect you, okay?

Hey!

I like that.

Whoa! I'm digging your vibe.

Okay, we'll talk more later.

It's all blocked. That's odd.

Hey! Stay sharp over there!

Fuck!

Stay right there!

Three patrol cars coming in through Avenida do Estado.

Get out of there now.

Get the fuck out!

Come on!

Come on! Let's fucking go!

- Come on! - Let's go.

Let's go!

Let's fucking go!

Get that shit, and let's go.

Holy shit!

What's with the fucking face?

Wanna do your shit, and not get your hands dirty, Princess?

Huh, Princess? Is that it?

Good job.

You crushed it.

Holy shit!

Fuck, man.

You son of a bitch! You piece of shit!

You shouldn't have done that!

He saw your face.

You said help people, not kill them, Heitor.

Every victory comes at a cost, and you know that very well.

More than anyone.

I told you not to bring your girlfriend into this. I told you.

What are you doing here?

Oh boy!

What the fuck is this?

I told you, Heitor.

I told you I didn't want my brother involved.

I'm here because I want to.

He's the mastermind behind this whole thing.

We couldn't even get the drone to work, Maria.

- Let's start counting? - Sure.

Sort out the 100, 50, and 20 bills.

- And the 200s? - The 200s.

Oh, a nice little bonus.

Let's sort out the 200s, then.

Why do you need all this money?

We heard Solid Limbs is getting a shipment of ten NIMs.

But we don't know how, where, or when.

This money will become cryptocurrency and go to the hackers.

And they'll track the NIM shipment.

You fucking killed it, man!

We'll have ten new bionic athletes.

Former peers who were denied that right.

Just like you.

Okay.

Very nice speech.

But I want my brother out of this.

- Come with me, boy. - You're hurting me. Let go of me.

- Let me fucking go! - I want you far from these people.

I saw Heitor kill someone in cold blood for no reason.

And how did you expect this to end?

I'm surprised, sis.

Thinking small now?

Well, you should know this is just the start of a revolution.

What revolution, Gus?

- I'm thinking about your future. - Future, my ass!

It's always the same! I'm not allowed to do anything.

There's no room for me in this family. I can't exist near you all!

What are you talking about?

I'm nothing compared to you guys.

Go away. Leave.

PMU

Four-seven...

Okay. Four-seven-eight.

Okay. Thanks.

- You can rest now. - Thanks.

I couldn't see anyone's face. It all happened so fast.

The car rolled over?

Did you lose control?

No. It didn't roll over. No way.

- We were struck by something. - Struck?

Yeah.

One of them had this weird leg, something sort of bionic.

Right or left leg?

Right, left...

I don't know. Right leg.

A tragic accident involving a former elite athlete

whose sister is a bionic superstar.

Doesn't it seem odd?

It might just be a coincidence.

Coincidence, huh?

And Heitor Hirsch visiting Maria at a training session inside Solid Limbs?

Who knows, perhaps she just wanted to make out with the guy.

Why? Do you think she could be involved with the armored car thing?

I don't know. Maybe.

With a bionic prosthesis, you can break records, but...

it's also a weapon.

Listen.

What's the accident date and time?

Why?

I'm not sure.

Looking at this, it doesn't seem like something premeditated, you know?

Doing it like that, on a monitored street full of cameras.

Precisely to elicit that type of thought.

Pull up the emergency call.

Emergency services, good evening.

- I just witnessed a motorcycle accident. - Okay.

- It's bad. - What's the address...

Wait. What time was the accident according to the cameras?

1:45 a.m.

And the call?

The call... Let's see.

Just a second.

Yeah.

I really believe nothing happens by chance.

Deep down, things follow a secret plan.

And this plan may seem mysterious.

Or somewhat chaotic, at first.

But fate is just like that.

We just have to keep believing.

Trusting that

sooner or later,

everything will work out.

Good morning, sis.

Look, she woke up feeling aquatic today.

What about yesterday? Where were you, missy?

Are you my mom now?

If I were your mom, Maria, things would be very different.

Right, Gabi. Don't forget she was your mom too.

What's with that prosthesis? What happened?

Nothing. I had a nasty fall.

It was one of my landings.

Right.

What is it?

I have news for you two.

Oh, starting the day like this? Good or bad news?

- Huh, Gus? - I don't know.

From now on, there'll be some changes in this family.

Oh wow! I'm curious now.

We're going to have two bionic athletes in the Games!

Wait. Wasn't the team already locked in?

They made an exception, honey.

And, Maria!

You'll have the same sponsor as Gabi.

Biona loved the idea of having two bionic sisters in the Games.

- You're in! - Oh fuck, Dad!

We did it, honey!

Oh wow, Dad!

Oh, how wonderful!

Take our picture, Gus.

Seriously, Dad?

Seriously. Come on.

Join us, honey.

- Do I have to? - Of course.

Smile.

IV POLICE DISTRICT

The Biona Solid Limbs Team is proud to announce Maria Santos as its new athlete.

UNEXPECTED ATHLETE ADDITION MARIA SANTOS

With her immediate debut...

- Maria Santos. - ...in the upcoming Bionic Games this year.

Bionic Games.

You really think you're gonna beat me, girl?

Well, I don't know.

If I win this time, there's no more excuses.

After all, we're competing on equal terms, right?

Nice. Revealing your true self. I like that.

I should have filmed your speech at the party, you know?

You've become what you hated the most, Maria.

You encouraged me, Gabi.

What do you mean?

Back off. So annoying.

- Off my back, damn it. - Hey, girls. Hey!

For Heaven's sake, my loves.

We're one week from the Games.

You're a team.

Hey, Dad,

I'm not sure you're aware, but this is not a team sport.

Maria!

Adidas, Nike, Fila. Which one this time?

The police.

Hurry! Come on!

What about you?

Didn't wanna carry on the family legacy?

It's not my thing.

I don't like sports.

Besides, too many cooks spoil the broth.

Wanna get fried, Maria?

Excuse me.

Hey!

You only won because I let you. Okay, sweetie?

You better respect me, girl!

- You can't accept I'm the family winner! - Talk to my hand, you brat.

- Stop this! - Stop pushing me!

- Are you crazy? - Get off me!

- You better respect and accept it! - Oh yeah?

- Stop it! - Accept that I'm the winner!

Let go of me, man!

Sorry about that, bro.

The police, Maria.

Police?

Detective Guerra.

I need to talk to you about your accident.

Talk about what?

Did you find the son of a bitch who ran me over?

No, actually, I didn't.

Then we have nothing to talk about. I said everything I needed that night.

- Why are you so upset? - Leave me alone.

That's enough. I don't want to see it anymore.

Can I see it again?

Sure.

So you haven't found the person who did this to my daughter?

The van disappeared,

and the vehicle is in the name of a dead person.

She was run over by a ghost, then?

Or someone wanting to pass as a ghost.

There's something else I'd like to show you.

From the emergency call center.

Emergency services, good evening.

I just witnessed a motorcycle accident.

- Okay. - It's bad.

What's the address, please?

At Vemag and Presidente Wilson.

Okay, sir, help is on the way.

As fast as possible, please. Thank you.

I still don't get it.

The call was made before the accident registered by the cameras.

What do you mean? The call was before?

Weird, huh?

Hold on. Are you trying to insinuate my daughter faked this accident?

Many people want superpowers these days, you know?

- You've got to be kidding me. - Calm down, Dad.

They're just investigating.

One more question.

What can you tell me about Heitor Hirsch?

Why does it matter?

He's dangerous. He might be using Maria.

- Have they known each other long? - No more questions! Enough!

If you wish to speak with me or to my kids,

from now on, it'll be through my lawyer.

Okay.

I made a copy of everything and sent a link to your email.

As a token of goodwill.

I appreciate it.

What was that, Dad?

Why are you acting like this to protect her?

Don't push me, Gabriela. Don't push me!

Hey!

And you, Gus, what the fuck? What's the deal with this Heitor guy?

What's your problem?

Maria could have died.

But she didn't. Quite the opposite.

She's alive and well. You know it, but you play dumb.

You're all like that, huh?

Can't you just be... I don't know.

- What, dude? - Sisters.

Just sisters.

And you should be on her side!

Straight jab.

One more.

Just a second.

- Is it getting loose? - It feels weird.

I'll tweak a few things here so we can get a sense of it.

And I want your input, okay?

Don't stop.

I'll be right back. One second.

What's up, Maria?

Are you okay?

No. No, I'm not.

This is...

Well, if it helps, I just want you to know I'm here.

For whatever you need, whenever you need it. Okay?

Look, Dário, you seem like a nice guy.

But I've had my share of nice guys.

Enjoy your training.

You didn't go to training?

Yeah, I'm not feeling well.

Fuck, bro, I've been calling you nonstop. Where are you?

There's a detective on my sister's back.

By now, he's already connected you, her, and the group.

We're fucked, bro. Now what?

Okay. I'll meet you there.

Hi. Are you okay, honey?

I'm not sure. I'm still shaken by what went down yesterday.

Okay, then, rest up and come back strong tomorrow.

Thanks, Dad. I love you.

Maria.

Hey!

What is it?

Nothing, it's just...

Your sister isn't coming today.

- Good. - It's just me and you.

So let's get to work.

Let's get to work.

Emergency services, good evening.

I just witnessed a motorcycle accident.

- Okay. - It's bad.

What's the address, please?

At Vemag and Presidente Wilson.

Okay, sir, help is on the way.

As fast as possible, please. Thank you.

Emergency services, good evening.

I just witnessed a motorcycle accident.

- Okay. - It's bad.

What's the address, please?

At Vemag and Presidente Wilson.

Okay, sir, help is on the way.

Emergency services, good evening.

I just witnessed a motorcycle accident.

- Okay. - It's bad.

What's the address, please?

At Vemag and Presidente Wilson.

Okay, sir, help is on the way.

Emergency services, good evening.

Emergency services, good evening. Good evening...

Emergency services... What's the address, please?

Emergency services, good evening.

Okay, sir, help is on the way...

And that was the second attempt of the American athlete.

It's incredible seeing men and women competing on level ground, isn't it?

Another revolution made possible...

- Okay? - ...by bionic prostheses.

Let's do this, Gabi.

Kneecap adjustment.

Quadriceps at maximum power level.

Okay, it's on you now.

- So, Dario? - It's on her now.

And now, my favorite athlete, Gabi Santos.

- Let's do this, Team! - Go for it, Gabs!

Strength and power!

This is it, honey. Okay?

Watch out for the support leg. Don't push it.

- Got it, Dad. - Great.

This is fucking Gabi!

Nice. Bump it.

Gabi!

That's it! Come on!

Gabi!

This is her first jump at the Bionic Games

since her groundbreaking record.

It's our very own Gabi Santos.

Go for it, Gabi!

NEW WORLD RECORD

Amazing, folks! What a jump!

Gabi Santos breaks her own record

and secures her place as the greatest athlete in bionic sports.

GABI, MAKE BRAZIL DANCE

Wanna see the dance?

It's amazing how this new prosthetics generation

is bringing a whole new level of performance.

And the next competitor is Maria Santos, from Brazil.

- Gabi Santos's older sister. - Go for it. Give it your all.

- Good luck. - Let's go, team!

- Maria's on the track. - Let's do this.

Sweetheart.

This is for your mom.

Santos family.

Watch out for the beast, everyone!

- Good job, Gabs. - Nice, Gabi!

May the best one win, sister.

May the best one win.

Sister.

Good job, honey.

Did you know Maria was once considered a rising star in the long jump?

In fact, she was her mother's brightest protégé,

the late Helena Santos.

But now she has a huge challenge ahead.

And don't forget this is her debut in bionic competitions.

Yeah, and the pressure is on. There she goes. Watch out!

I fucking knew it!

What in the world, people?

17.67!

Unbelievable!

Maria Santos breaks her sister's record

and is the new long jump world record holder.

Is that right, folks?

That's right! It seems unbelievable, but that's exactly it.

Two world records broken at the same competition.

What a historic night.

Goddammit!

Well done! Good job!

Wanda! I fucking told you.

A new record!

You're the man, my friend!

Hold on. It looks like we've got issues with the American.

Yeah. He was already struggling to maintain his NIM in a safe zone.

I think that's it.

And he's out. Martinez is out.

The athlete's safety comes first.

That means we'll have a family final.

But it's still a battle. And what a battle, ladies and gentlemen.

You can feel the electricity in the air. And Gabi Santos goes for her second jump.

As a reminder, each athlete has up to three attempts

to achieve their best score.

And there she goes, folks! Gabi Santos!

Insane, ladies and gentlemen!

Insane!

Unbelievable!

Another world record.

And now, Maria Santos runs for her second jump.

Spectacular!

Maria Santos takes the lead once again.

Eighteen meters and 25 centimeters.

That's insane!

Well, what's happening here tonight will go down in history.

- It's absolutely amazing... - What's up?

The hackers. They delivered the package, bro.

- Fucking great. - It's all here.

Date, time, place.

We fucking did it.

Not yet, kid.

But we'll get there.

Both competitors are giving us quite a show, folks.

Now the pressure is all on Gabi Santos,

who needs to beat her sister's score yet again.

Dário.

Please.

Her NIM level is too low.

She's far too tense.

- Ricardo. - Yeah?

What is it?

- Her NIM. - What about it?

- The level suddenly tanked. - Holy shit! How?

- Calm down. - I can't let her jump like that.

- It's too risky. Do something, Dário. - There's nothing we can do.

It's too risky. I can't let her jump.

Honey.

Honey!

- Gabi! - Wait.

Let me go.

- Listen to Dário. - You can't jump.

- Actually, I can. - No.

- My NIM is still within limit, Dário. - At limit. It's dangerous.

Don't jump.

It's my decision.

Gabi...

Gabi!

Gabi!

Stop, Gabi. Enough.

Don't fuck with me, Maria.

Who are you to tell me it's over?

What can I do?

What can I do to make you change your mind?

Can you undo your last jump?

She's going to jump.

Gabi Santos will try to beat Maria's score.

Will we possibly have a new record?

Unbelievable, folks. Let's wait.

So much anticipation, what a moment.

Maria Santos is the new bionic long jump world champion.

And instantly becomes the newest sensation in the sport.

Without a doubt, after tonight,

she has signed her name among the greatest athletes

of this new generation.

Look, this is a moment beyond words.

Spectacular.

She's sedated for now.

She...

She'll be fine. Don't worry, she'll be fine.

The thing is the interface between the NIM and the motor cortex

was completely damaged.

That's it.

That's it, then.

She won't compete anymore, damn it.

This isn't how I thought this day would end, Lord.

What did you think, Dad?

Having the two of us compete?

- You have no right to talk to me that way. - And you do?

For you, it was great, wasn't it?

You never thought about what happened, did you?

Two bionics...

- So convenient. - Convenient?

I've always done everything for the three of you.

Thinking only of your future.

Listen up.

We have a job to finish, and Heitor wants to talk to you.

Get it together.

Maria.

Hey. What's up?

How are you?

I know everything, Maria.

It wasn't an accident.

You faked the accident with your leg, didn't you?

It was all set up.

- Emergency services, good evening. - Listen.

I just witnessed a motorcycle accident.

- Okay. - It's bad.

What's the address, please?

At Vemag and Presidente Wilson.

I could hear it, Maria.

I could hear your song.

Playing in the background.

What's the address, please?

I just witnessed a motorcycle accident.

It's bad.

At Vemag and Presidente Wilson.

As fast as possible, please.

BRAKE PADS

The song was my idea.

To synchronize the bike and the car.

What did that son of a bitch Heitor ask for helping you?

It's over, Gabi.

Forget it, okay? There's nothing else. It's over.

It's not over, my sister.

This whole shit is just beginning.

We found out all about the NIM shipment. Everything.

Date, time, place.

We're gonna change the world, Maria.

A new revolution.

You know it.

But we have to act.

And it has to be now.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

We had a fucking deal.

I gave you a leg.

Sponsorship.

You won a medal.

You owe me.

I don't want to hurt you, Heitor.

Ricardo, do you remember what you promised me, buddy?

Two bionic athletes.

I invested a shit ton of money in this thing.

And with Gabi out of action, I need Maria on the front lines.

But your baby girl has already stood me up

at two press conferences, buddy.

This is unacceptable! Call me back!

What the hell? What's going on?

Oh, Maria!

Maria!

Oh, Maria!

Maria!

What are you doing, bro?

- Dad, talk to me. - Hey.

This is my fucking family!

We said we'd come here, get Gabi, and leave.

You're not sticking to the plan. Don't touch my Dad again.

- Don't touch... - Hey! Listen up!

Just fucking trust me.

- Trust me. Get in the car. - Gus...

- Come, kid. That's it. - Gus...

I'm not messing around.

You're in it until the end.

Until the end.

WINNER MARIA SANTOS

In less than an hour, a VTOL will leave the airport

and fly straight here, to the Solid Limbs building.

There's a briefcase with the NIMs.

The only way to get the briefcase is on the route

between the helipad and the vault room.

Which is on a restricted access floor.

We'll make our way in through the building next door.

- Can you see it here? - Let me see.

The distance between the buildings, including the avenue, is 25.60m.

Her last record was 18.25m.

It's a huge jump, man.

Look over there.

Exactly at that spot right there.

You'll have three minutes to jump,

get inside the building,

and get the briefcase before it gets to the vault.

This distance is impossible.

Just fucking jump.

Get the NIMs.

And I promise I'll give your sister back.

If that briefcase reaches the vault, it's over.

It's time. Go.

Go!

Now, you just need to get out of there.

Stay calm and remember the plan, okay?

Ground level garage. Green SUV.

Get her!

Go!

I knew you'd make it, Maria.

My record breaker.

I can't believe it.

It is her, isn't it?

We're still trying to understand what happened.

Ricardo Santos is in the hospital, and Gabi Santos is missing.

Are you sure this is the best way to protect Maria?

Look at this. Her face is completely exposed.

She's gone full kamikaze.

Heitor?

POLICE

Where's my sister, you son of a bitch?

Where's my sister...

Gus?

Gus!

Gus! Hey!

Gus!

What the fuck were you doing on that bike?

Heitor... Heitor made me do it.

Hey!

Run.

Help!

Gus!

Gus! Hey!

Hey! Gus!

Gus!

Gus...

What have you done, Maria?

I'm sorry, I couldn't be alone with you.

Not with that killer leg of yours.

I'll kill you, son of a...

How's Dad, Maria?

And Gus?

So, Mr. Hirsch,

am I getting the NIMs you promised this time?

The crypto transfer is ready to go.

I press a button, and you'll be a few million richer.

It's all here.

What's going on, Maria?

So your plan was always to sell the NIMs?

You made me think it was all for the athletes.

You got in my head, Heitor.

You got in Gus's head.

I bet you did the same with your brother.

Well, interesting conversation, but I really need to close this deal.

Do we have the code?

It just came through, sir.

Open it.

Hold on. Wasn't it supposed to be only ten NIMs?

- We're gonna become billionaires. - Hang tight, cowboy!

Forget the gang.

I'm gonna have a fucking bionic army.

Maria.

Come check this out.

Check out what you got us.

Come here.

Hey, asshole!

No!

I'm gonna kill you, bitch.

You betrayed me.

I'm gonna kill you, you fucking bitch!

Let's go. Let's go, Gabi!

- Run, Maria. Run! - No.

- Run. You can do it. - No.

Run, Maria, run!

Go!

Go!

This way. Go! Hurry!

- One behind the other. - Go. On a line.

This way.

Everyone together. That's it.

That's it. No violence, okay?

Maria!

Go. This way.

Go!

- Maria! - The other way!

Hey, Gabi. Are you okay? Are you hurt?

Attention, all units.

Pursuing Maria Santos through the access tunnel.

We need back up.

Run!

That's it. Turn here.

Maria!

Up there. Go.

Attention, suspect fleeing through the stadium bleachers.

Through the stairs! Up there!

Maria!

Stop, Maria!

Stop!

Enough, Maria!

No one shoot!

Maria!

The suspect is trapped.

She's trapped in the barbed wire.

All units, converge.

Watch out!

- She'll end up falling. - Let me help you, Maria.

Too many people have already been hurt.

Maria!

Attention, suspect immobilized.

I need backup outside the stadium.

Come in, unit six, do you copy?

Detective Guerra needs backup on the bleachers.

Miranda!

Don't move, okay?

You two, keep an eye on her, okay?

You got it.

Let's go.

Hurry!

All units, converge!

She's there! Hurry!

Go!

She's on the ground. Hurry!

All units, now!

Run!

What car is this?

Run!

Stop!

Maria.

Stop!

This is crazy!

Fucking hell!

Oh fuck.

They're gone.

6 MONTHS LATER

Sisters Maria and Gabi Santos remain at large.

Police remain clueless about the current whereabouts

of the former bionic athletes.

Still, the lead investigator, Detective Guerra,

has declared the operation a success,

since the stolen NIMs were recovered,

and the gang led by criminal Heitor Hirsch was dismantled.

HELENA SANTOS GYMNASIUM

It's been a while since I...

Faster! That's it. Even faster on the next one!

Go, Nicole! That's it!

- Go, Maria! - Nice, Maria! Go!

Come back on the next one, okay?

My mom always said I was predestined.

But I learned fate isn't handed to you. You have to chase it.

Five-minute break. And we're back on the circuit again, okay?

I'm really proud of you. Good job, guys.

And I ended up finding my fate.

Extend your arm for stretching.

That's it.

Nice, guys.

Watch out.

Some heavy stuff there, bro.

Nice, good job!

I can't believe I did that.

- Good to see you here. - That's it. Push it!

Not really.

When they find out I stole this, I'm fucked.

Yeah, it's impressive.

Beautiful project.

- Come on! Keep it up! - It serves a purpose.

- Come on! - Congratulations.

Now I'm only curious about how you're gonna keep this going.

Go! Try harder! Go!

We have a plan.

That's it! Nice one!

That's right.

The irony is, we often find our true fate...

on the very paths we try to avoid.

Did you have to hide so far away?

What's your offer?

Didn't you want a bionic army?

I still do.

That's what you want, but not what you need.

And what do I need?

Three.

Just three bionics.

You said three.

I'm only seeing two of you.

I like you, kid.

What's your name?

You can call me Uncle Hard.

Uncle Hard.

I like the name.

Come on, let's go.

- Come! - Let's go!

Go.

He's Uncle Hard, okay?

Did you like it?

- Keep it cool. - Oh, I liked it.

Here, boss.

Now we're entrepreneurs.

I don't think anyone could've imagined, in the end, this would be our fate.

But you know what?

Fuck fate.

From here on out, the journey is all that matters.

And this time, we do it together.

BIONIC

Hold on!

Victory dance! Here!

Check this out!

Let's go!

Subtitles by Y. Yun