Original subtitles

[in Spanish] We are open to having partners like that. Loyal ones.

The white gold distribution is Mattos' responsibility.

[in Portuguese] Mattos, you're a fucking crook!

Evandro, calm down.

I'll have your routes now, and if you don't share them, you're out.

From now on, we'll keep our territories as they are.

[Evandro] And I'll split the profits among the factions.

- You fucking asshole! - Chill out.

- What the fuck, bro? - It's a good deal, man.

Chill!

Fuck...

[Gilmar's daughter] Dad...

- Do you think Gerson... - No, honey. Don't think about that.

I represent a client that has been highly interested

in investing in your travel agency.

[Afonso] It's impossible to kill Evandro at Dendê.

Our best shot is to look for the guy that manages most of his operations.

Burgos is missing the briefcase he took from the politician.

[Inês] Do you think travel agents make all this money?

What the fuck is this?

[in Spanish] How do you expect me to fool them if you give me nothing?

I have enough debts already.

[Carmen] These are the ports and dates when we'll receive.

- [Carmen] It docks tomorrow. - Where?

[in Portuguese] Port of Rotterdam. It's confidential, right?

[reporter] Do you have any evidence?

I do, but I need my identity to remain secret.

Our law guarantees the confidentiality of sources.

We'll see the link between organized crime and international drug trafficking.

This scheme is operated by a faction known as the Command,

which is led by the well-known Evandro from Dendê.

EPISODE 6

Santos, let's head to the port.

- Let's squeeze them. - Sure. Let's go.

[Renata mutters]

I want to see you in my office. Now.

[Santos sighs]

[Morello sighs]

- Off to a good start. - Fuck...

[in Spanish] How did you get in?

[♪ light suspenseful music playing]

[sighs]

All this crap that's happening,

is it going to mess with our shipment in any way?

The boss won't be happy.

It might delay things a bit, yes.

[Andrés chuckling]

Are you kidding me, Carmen?

I've got a paid port in Lisbon and you're telling me it might be delayed?

[chuckles]

You haven't even shipped it yet and you've already paid, Andrés?

[Andrés scoffs]

Explain to me the logic

of shipping a cargo

if I have nowhere to store it.

[Andrés] Explain what that's about.

Why do you have a Federal Police officer's record here?

How do you think I keep everything in order?

[Carmen] I investigate everyone's lives.

Don't forget, if it weren't for me,

our whole plan would be in the hands of the cops right now.

No.

Don't...

you forget...

that no matter how much we share some kisses,

I won't stop doing my job.

Ndrangheta is getting impatient

and wants what we promised.

So

either you settle this matter in time...

or I'll have to intervene.

For your own good,

do whatever you have to do.

[in Portuguese] Evandro...

[Gilmar] This fucking news report is going to mess up all our plans.

And shit's going to hit the fan soon.

Guys, I know what I'm doing, okay? It'll work out, damn it. Chill.

Geise is sorting out the shipment. She'll send it here.

We need to organize it and distribute it, okay?

We have more serious shit to worry about, like sending this stuff to the mafia.

All right? So chill out.

Evandro... [sighs]

[Burgos] Things are really tense at the port.

People are scared shitless, thinking the Federal Police are onto them.

They're threatening not to send the goods.

They're scared shitless, Burgos?

What the hell?

[Evandro] We spent a shitload of money, and they're scared shitless, is that it?

You have to rough them up, man.

Gilmar, go with him.

All right, I'll do as you say, but we need to think of another solution.

If the Federal Police is really onto us, it's going to fuck things up.

Then do as I say, okay? I'll handle that.

Yo, Evandro.

- What is it? - [Radinho] Hey, what's up, boss?

Toca's at the bottom of the hill with the guys. He wants to talk to you.

- Fuck... - [Radinho] Can I let him up?

- See? Everything's already going to hell. - I'll sort this shit out. Do as I say. Go.

[Gilmar] Come on, you mole face!

Damn, you're fucking annoying!

[♪ tense music playing]

[sobs] For the love of God, I didn't do anything.

[employee] I'm a hardworking man.

We can't do this, Afonso.

- The guy is innocent. - No way. He saw us.

If he spills the beans, Evandro will know we're alive

and then our plan goes to shit.

[gun cocks]

[Inês sighs]

Please! You don't need to do this to me!

[sobbing]

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[♪ music swells, fades]

[♪ theme music playing]

[employee sobbing]

Please don't kill me, man. Don't kill me.

I'm nobody.

[employee] My boss doesn't even remember my name.

Spill it.

[sniffles]

Hassan is a damn elitist.

I've been working for him for four years,

and he barely looks at my face.

He treats everyone like trash.

Only treat the suited ones nicely.

I'll leave.

I won't go back. I promise. [breathing shakily]

But don't kill me, man. Please don't!

[employee sobbing] Don't kill me!

Damn! Unbelievable, man. I told you it was confidential, didn't I?

But I didn't say anything! Do I look like I would talk to the press?

- Then who leaked it? - I don't know, Renata.

This news report sucks, it only messes up my investigation.

I try to trust you, Morello. I can't do it.

- That's why you're fucked. Untrustworthy. - What? What do you mean?

[Renata] You messed up, big time! You're done!

- [Morello and Renata clamoring] - [Morello] Calm down. What the hell?

[Renata] You're irresponsible!

[Morello] You can't say that!

[colleague] Where's Morello?

- What's up with all the yelling, folks? - Renata and Morello, you know?

I'll leave this here with you then.

This is the follow-up of an investigation I did on a phone number Morello gave me.

- All right. - Hey!

Will you give it to him?

Don't snoop, Santos.

[Renata] You better show me some respect!

Know your place!

So you're selling to the foreign market and hiding it from the Command?

- [Toca] That can't happen, Evandro. - I'm not selling a damn thing, bro.

- You guys give me way too much trouble. - That's not what the fucking TV is saying!

- Lower your voice. You're on my turf, man. - [♪ tense music playing]

Are you crazy, nigga?

You think if I were selling to foreigners,

I'd be talking to a bunch of favela folks like you?

[Evandro] What the fuck?

I was straight with the Command.

You get your profit from your favela and a part of the operation's profit.

With this deal, Toca, everyone's going to benefit.

- What are you complaining about? - I'm not complaining.

- But the TV is saying a bunch of stuff... - TV, man?

Do they know anything?

They blame me for everything that happens in this damn city.

You know that.

We're tight here, real talk, loyal.

What about you guys?

We're real too, bro.

Yes.

- [Evandrinho crying] - [Geise hushing]

Honey, Evandrinho, what happened?

[crying continues]

My gosh...

[in Spanish] Dolores, I don't know what's going on with him.

Ms. Geise, he doesn't like Bolivia.

- What? - He doesn't like Bolivia.

[Evandrinho crying]

Like his brother.

[in Portuguese] My brother just keeps crying.

[Geise chuckles]

- Look at this gorgeous breakfast, honey! - Is everything okay?

Yes, everything's great. Everything's more than okay.

- [phone ringing, vibrating] - [Airton] What about my dad?

Your dad is coming.

- Hurry up, okay? I'll take you to escuela. - [Airton] Okay.

[Geise] Hi, honey.

The shipment left yesterday morning. I pulled an all-nighter working on it.

[Geise] Do you need one more?

Yes, things are hectic here, honey.

But sending another shipment so soon might attract attention, right?

[Evandro] I've got that covered. Don't worry.

I've found more routes.

- I'll fill you in later. - All right.

[sucks teeth] And are you coming?

I'm just getting the Union stuff on track here.

I'll be on my way soon, okay?

Okay. What about the house I showed you?

- House? - The house in Miami, Evandro.

Yes, it's... Yes, I know. I'm working on it, honey.

Okay? Don't worry.

We'll be living that dream soon.

[♪ uneasy music playing]

We need a mole in there.

Yes, it can't be us.

Burgos is always in there. I don't know who else might show up.

It has to be someone we trust.

- Someone who won't raise suspicion. - Okay, but who?

If we start looking, Evandro will find out.

[puffs]

It has to be someone who owes us a favor.

You know people in the prison system, don't you?

Yes, I spent quite some time there.

[Inês] Yes, but you didn't have the money we have now.

[♪ quirky music playing]

I know someone who was transferred to Rio.

That's it. Come on.

Those fuckers are all over my community. With all due respect, Evandro.

I can't be around these jerks, not even for a second.

Hold your horses, Toca. A deal is a deal, damn it.

- Fuck your deal, man! You're a traitor... - [car approaching]

- Your mama is a traitor! - Son of a bitch!

[all clamoring]

[Gilmar] Hey, calm down! Stop!

[Evandro] What's this nonsense here?

Out!

What the hell is this, man?

Isn't the crap news about us enough? Will you guys go on with this nonsense?

[♪ tense music playing]

[Evandro] It's time to put the petty stuff behind now, all right?

In the Union, nobody shoots at each other. It's about living in peace

and making money.

[Marcondes] Are you throwing your problems at me?

Just this time, Marcondes.

The port of Rio is tough. I can't get anything done.

It has to be through there. I'll give you a cut.

You guys from Rio are something else.

I need it for today, bro.

I can only do it in a week, man.

- Fuck! In a week? - What's the deal, bro?

- Are you messing with me? - [phone beeps]

Son of a bitch!

- Did Gilmar give any news from the port? - No.

[Radinho] All right. I'll check with him.

Hey, boss. Carmen is on her way up.

And it looks like she's pissed.

Fuck. Damn it...

[sniffles]

[door opens]

[in Spanish] Please, Mattos.

Well,

to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?

[Mattos] No, please, the honor is mine.

[breathes nervously]

Evandro has taken over all of my routes.

Uh-huh.

[Mattos] I know you have problems with him too.

Are you sure you don't want to partner up?

Let's see.

I may not like him,

but business is business,

and the deal we have with him is profitable.

- It could be even more profitable with me. - It may be.

But the Brazilians say they will only buy from him.

[scoffs, chuckles]

And do you think if Evandro dies,

the Brazilians will stop using?

[♪ ominous music playing]

[in Portuguese] Calm down, Carmen! It will work out. Chill, damn it!

[in Spanish] When, Evandro? Do you think this is a joke?

[in Portuguese] I'm working on it and I'll let you know!

- Fuck! - [Gilmar] Evandro!

Things are difficult at the port, man.

They're not fucking around.

There was a guy there blabbering non-stop.

So I roughed him up a bit. He didn't budge, man.

He's all fucked up. He's going to have to see the dentist.

- Fuck... - [Gilmar] Son of a bitch!

And CCP?

- Only next week, man. - [in Spanish] So you have the port,

but not the ship?

- Buque? - [in Portuguese] Boat? Ship?

But the ship departs today.

[Evandro] Yes, so stop it from leaving today.

Get some money, pay whoever needs to be paid and sort this out.

- [Evandro] Go! Damn it! - [mutters]

Hear me out, ma'am, I need a list of everyone.

Everyone who was on the clock during the week the ship set sail.

That's a lot of people, sir. I can have it for you by tomorrow.

We're not in a rush today.

I'll also need a list of all the ships

departing today with a one-way ticket to Europe, ma'am. Go.

How are we going to load the ship? Are we hoisting the cargo? Is that it?

There's no time for elaborate planning.

[Evandro] We should have some of our people among the crew.

We need to get in there without drawing any attention.

What about Free Willy?

- What? - What does a whale have to do with this?

- [♪ quirky music playing] - Fucking shit, you must be kidding.

That old guy, red-faced,

and downing a whole bunch of meds. Fuck!

- He's red because of vasodilation. - [clicks tongue]

- That's what Tubarão said. - Damn...

[Gilmar] He looks like a shrimp or something.

Weird as fuck.

This stuff won't work, man.

Mr. Dênis? Can I talk to you?

Sure. Is everything all right with you, Jardel?

What was that about, man?

I went to the doctor and they called me, saying it's pretty bad.

What happened?

- They said I have cancer. - [inhales deeply]

They even took a piece out. Here, look.

Damn, man. I'm so sorry. [sighs]

The problem, Mr. Dênis, is that I'll have to be away for a while.

I wanted to ask you to put someone in my place, Mr. Dênis.

- My cousin. - But does she have experience?

Yes, sure.

Totally.

[gate clanging]

[officer] Everybody out.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hurry, guys. - [inmate 1] What can we do?

No complaining.

- [inmate 2] Fucking bitch... - Watch it!

You have some friends over.

Friends? I have no fucking friends.

They look pretty close.

What the fuck are you saying? I don't get it.

[officer] Do you know Marcela from Wing B?

Yes.

She has the right to attend her parents' funeral.

You know how it is in prison, right? A lot of people, very crowded...

Sometimes, we mix up the Marcelas.

[soft scoff]

Yes.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

I said no, damn it. I didn't spend my entire life in the Navy

to end up getting involved with drug dealers. With all due respect.

This shit won't work, bro. Forget it.

Do you have a better idea, Gilmar?

Time's ticking, as Evandro said.

Hey, Willy...

My name is Paulinho. Sergeant.

Sergeant in the Navy, right?

- Yes. - So was my great-uncle.

[Gilmar] He was a real enthusiast, loved it.

Then he retired...

Every now and then, he'd gripe

about them delaying his pension.

Yes, it's fucked up.

[Wilbert] Yes, and medicine is expensive, right?

- What's this one for again? - Blood pressure.

I had a bypass surgery. [clicks tongue]

Damn it, they really...

delayed it this month.

[Paulinho] Sucks.

Relying on the government is tough, Willy.

Do you know who never delays?

Evandro from Dendê.

- Has he ever delayed, Gilmar? - Never.

[Gilmar] Think about it.

[sighs]

- [in Spanish] But this is my area! - This area

used to be the Urquizas', therefore, it's ours.

[Ortega] Did you forget about our agreement after Navarro died?

Do you think I'm stupid?

We hadn't claimed this area because there were no plantations there.

Yes, there were none and I planted. Do you know why? Because it's my area!

What do you want? Do you want a war here?

I'm tired of all of you always trying to steal from me!

Do you really want to test me? Are you sure?

[in Portuguese] Don't mess with me again or I'll put an end to this damn peace!

This meeting is over!

If anyone comes sniffing around my plantations,

you'll quickly figure out where I came from!

[♪ tense music playing]

[Geise in Spanish] Good evening.

Good evening, Ms. Geise.

- Thankfully, Evandrinho stopped crying. - [♪ game music playing]

[Geise chuckles]

[Geise] That's good.

Dolores, would you get me some water, please?

- [Dolores] Of course, ma'am. - Thank you.

[in Portuguese] What happened, Mom? Is it Dad?

- No. I just had a tough day at work. - [phone ringing]

It's your dad.

- Hi. - [Evandro] Hi, honey.

[Geise] I'm exhausted.

Yes, me too, honey. Shit's tough.

Are you okay?

[Geise] I had a rough day with the top brass.

I doubt those bastards would have done this to Navarro.

- [Evandro] Done what? - Well...

Trying to take over the plantations, you know?

Hey, Geise, tell those jerks

that if they set foot on my land, I'm going to kill them one by one.

[♪ ominous music playing]

Your land, Evandro?

Yes, our land, Geise. Yes.

- Ours? - Yes, ours. Right?

Well...

I'm really tired. Let's talk later.

I'm going to bed.

- [line disconnects] - Uh...

- [staff] Do it here again. - Here.

- [staff] Let's do it. - Bring it on.

- [staff] See? - Yes.

[car door closes]

- Good morning. - Good morning to whom?

- [mutters] - [chuckles]

What else do you want? I need to work.

We just want the list you promised. Chill.

Look, we're also going to need a list of all the ships that are...

Anyway, you already know. With a one-way ticket to Europe, please.

- Come on. - You've got to be kidding me. Follow me.

What about you, my love? Do you want the drumstick or the heart?

- My heart already belongs to you. - Check it out, bro!

- What's up, Choque? - This is all wrong. Let's go after Toca!

- Let's do it, damn it! - Shush.

- Keep it down, man. - What's wrong, bro?

Fuck, it's a celebration day, dude.

We're just chilling on the rooftop, barbecue and pretty ladies.

Ice-cold beer, just the way you like it. We got the cash, the White Gold.

Shooting into the air? No, no more of that.

The cops don't even come around anymore.

Do me and everyone here a favor,

sit your dirty ass on that chair and chill out, Choque!

- You're the one with a dirty ass! - Watch it, man.

Let's go after Toca, bro!

Screw Toca, okay?

The Union is working out, and everyone's cool.

Evandro is proving to be a trustworthy guy.

His idea is working, man.

Yes. But for how long?

Don't you think he might be providing White Gold to the Command more than to us?

You're unbelievable, bro. Unbelievable! Are you paranoid or what?

Do you think I like Evandro? Do you think the folks here like Evandro?

[shouts] Does anyone like Evandro here?

[subordinates] No!

He's proving to be a visionary, Choque.

[exclaims]

[Santos mutters]

What is it?

This ship was supposed to leave yesterday.

- Which one? - This one.

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

What happened here? With this one? This one right here.

Well... They had a mechanical problem.

- What kind of problem? - Just a second, okay?

[keyboard keys clacking]

- [staff] Funny. It's not here. - [beeps]

Who verifies that?

The ship's engineer.

And what's his name?

Tell me. How long have you been working with this?

Do you think you can handle it?

It depends. But I've done deep-sea dives.

Over 600 feet below the surface.

I've also dived in Indonesia.

[Gilmar] That's cool.

So it should be easy for you to place the stuff in the ship's hull.

- What do you mean? - We'll get you to the ship in the bay.

Once you're there,

take a dive and stash the goods under the ship in a little hatch.

But make it snappy.

- [Evandro] Can you pull it off? - Yes, I can.

[Carmen in Spanish] I'm sorry,

but how are you going to put the blow underwater?

You'll need waterproof boxes or something.

- Otherwise, the merchandise will get wet. - [in Portuguese] What?

Gilmar.

She asked how you will put the stuff underwater without getting it wet.

- [Gilmar] Can you do it? - Yes.

- [Paulinho] I can arrange that. - Cool. Great.

- We'll do it with Free Willy. That's it. - [Paulinho] You can trust me.

Free Willy is coming in strong.

Gilmar?

Why is this guy all red like that, man? Is he nervous?

[Gilmar] He has a capillary pigmentation issue.

He got red like that and lost all the damn hair on his body.

- He probably has no hair on his ass. - Fuck, Gilmar.

You're full of shit, man.

- It's taking too fucking long. - Fucking hell.

- Look. Isn't it him? - [Morello] It's him.

Hey!

- [♪ suspenseful music playing] - [car doors close]

- Federal Police. Gusmão Teixeira? - Yes, sir.

Let's have a chat. Let's go.

[in Spanish] No one wants to buy this house?

No one.

- Are you sure? - It's an expensive house.

Only a select few can afford something like that.

And how do I buy it?

Now.

[line busy tone]

[Geise] Please leave your message after the tone.

[line beeps]

[in Portuguese] Hey, honey. I'm calling to check

on the shipment for the Union.

I'm sorting things out over here. I'll be there soon, all right? I miss you.

[♪ light suspenseful music playing]

[whispers] Fuck...

- [Hassan] The best possible investment... - [Burgos] For us...

What are you doing here?

I'm just dusting things off here, sir.

- Getting things organized. - I don't want anyone in my office.

Get out!

Sorry about my employee. They are illiterate. You understand.

Hassan, be careful with those people.

Janitors, drivers... They're the ones who end up blabbering.

No, don't worry. Make yourself comfortable. Sit down.

Motherfuckers...

[Burgos] Well, Hassan.

You know, things are a little hectic right now, right?

Otavinho is sending money directly.

[Burgos] Part of it has to go to Evandro's account.

- [knocking on door] - [Hassan] All right. No worries.

[Burgos] This way, the money comes back clean

- and no one will be bothering you. - [knocking continues]

[Hassan] We'll proceed as usual.

There are the costs of my fees, but I already mentioned that to you.

[employee] Let's go, damn it! You're not at home! The bathroom is for everyone!

Hold on, damn it! I'm using the bathroom!

[employee] For God's sake, I need to get in now!

- [banging on door] - [Hassan] And that comes at a price.

But I imagine that won't be a problem for your client.

[♪ tense music playing]

What's the deal with the ship's supply, bro?

- It's just a technical matter. - [Morello] What?

- What the fuck? - Give me that shit.

Check it out, Santos. Let's see what's inside.

[zipper unzips]

[Santos laughs] Damn! Look at this, Morello. Holy shit.

The economy is booming, right?

Port employees are making serious money?

Yes, and in cold hard cash, right?

- Hey, Santos. Can you trace that stuff? - Easy-peasy.

Look, if I didn't help, they would have killed my family.

- What? - They would have killed me.

- Come again? - Please, don't arrest me, man.

Arrest? Did we say we would arrest him?

I didn't. Did anyone say that?

- It's a lot of work. - On the contrary, buddy.

[Morello] No one is going to arrest you.

You'll keep doing everything they ask,

but now, bro,

you are going to tell me everything. Got it?

Did you hear me?

And listen up. If you spill the beans,

prison will be the least of your worries. Got it?

You're so lucky.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

[in Spanish] You know? I'm pretty impressed.

It seems like this crazy plan will work out.

[Evandro chuckles softly]

[in Portuguese] You thought I wouldn't make it, right?

[in Spanish] If it weren't for me,

you'd be in a lot of trouble.

You shouldn't be so... as they say,

- cocky. - [chuckles]

Have you always been this confident?

[in Portuguese] Hey, Evandro! You called me, right?

[Evandro] I did. Well...

I want you in the mission with Free Willy and Wilbert, okay?

Fuck! Man...

- You know I hate the sea, bro. - [Evandro] Gilmar, please.

[line busy tone]

[operator] The phone number you dialed is out of coverage area.

[line beeps]

[♪ somber music playing]

I don't want to get involved in any mess.

[Geise] Marcondes, the shipment is already out.

It's already rolling.

But I want to send it to São Paulo. I won't supply Rio anymore.

I don't want any trouble, Geise.

So you're happy with the Union, right?

- Union? - Evandro has united all factions in Rio.

He has got all of them under his belt. Didn't you hear?

He pulled a move like you guys did in São Paulo.

I didn't hear anything about that.

My proposition will weaken him.

Do you think he will stop in Rio?

If CCP wants to grow, the way is with me and only me.

Without Evandro, without the Union.

[♪ tense music rises, fades]

[Wilbert] Put it here.

Damn! Watch out for my prosthetic, you idiot!

See, didn't I tell you it was a good idea, right?

Hey, Free Willy! Let's go, man! Fuck!

I forgot my medication, man. For my blood pressure.

If I don't take it, I can't dive.

- [Gilmar] Fuck... - Holy shit!

Drink chamomile tea, man.

[Paulinho] It won't help. I have to find this shit.

What's the name of the medication, Free Willy?

Captopril, Hidrion, Losartana,

and Omeprazole, so I don't fuck up my stomach.

[Gilmar] Fucking hell!

I knew this shit wouldn't work out, man.

Damn it!

Look, we've already been informed Evandro's going to load the drugs tonight.

Maybe, just maybe,

he'll try to hoist it overboard.

Hoist it?

Yes, that has happened in São Paulo, and we know that Evandro has connections.

So what do we need to do? We need to hide around here.

All right? Near the ship.

And wait to catch the bastard red-handed. But Maurílio...

there can't be any slip-ups in this operation, bro.

So we have to use a small boat. If we use a big one, we'll scare them off.

All right. That's it. Let's not fuck this up.

If we manage to do that, man...

Then we'll mess up Evandro's operation. Got it?

Since you're recovering, Santos will join me.

[Morello exhales deeply] Yes. It is what it is.

Hear me out. I'd rather go back to prison.

There, I had food and was treated nicely...

Take it easy, Marcelão!

Relax. Chill out. We'll pay you handsomely to pull that off.

I've never cleaned for any man, girl.

Let alone for a motherfucker like him...

Okay. Listen, what if I tell you that we'll fuck him over?

Now we're talking.

But I'm not going to do that shit for long, real talk.

I'm serious. Now I'm out of here

- because I want to have sex. - [Inês] Fuck.

[Marcelão] Fuck you all.

[Evandro] Carmen?

How did you manage to reach this position?

In the mafia? It's all men in there.

[in Spanish] Do you think I'm afraid...

of men?

[Wilbert in Portuguese] Boss!

No, that's not what I meant. It's just a bit unusual, right?

Anyway, you women are a bit more sensitive.

[in Spanish] Do you really believe I'm more sensitive than you?

[in Portuguese] Carmen. Please, I'm married.

[in Spanish] Was it your wife on the phone earlier?

[Wilbert in Portuguese] Are you there, boss?

- Go ahead, Wilbert. - Yo, boss.

[Wilbert] We're leaving now, okay?

Fuck, finally! You took too long.

Sorry, man. We had to stop at a drugstore.

- [phone ringing] - [Evandro] Impressive...

Damn it, Wil! The clock's ticking. You should have fixed that shit already.

Evandro is out.

[Marcondes] We made a deal with his supplier.

[in Spanish] He can't know anything about this today.

[Marcondes in Portuguese] Okay. No worries.

- [Evandro] Man, it's tough. - [zipper zips]

Hold on. Where are you going?

[in Spanish] I want to make sure no one will ruin the operation.

[in Portuguese] If he had a safe full of money,

- he must be a dollar dealer. - Yes.

And Evandro is profiting from that. I'm sure he has an account of his own.

Yes. We need to take action.

- If we get the account, we'll get Evandro. - Yes.

But do you have any idea how we can get that information?

If I had to guess, I'd say it's all on Hassan's computer.

But how are we going to get access? You can't go in there.

Marcelão! Hey!

[♪ upbeat music playing]

♪ As soon as I showed up That idiot ran away ♪

♪ Let everybody know That I own the party now ♪

Marcelão, my ass. Leave me alone.

I'm partying tonight. Stop staring, Tabuada.

He's not! You joker!

[insects chirping]

[♪ light suspenseful music playing]

[Morello] Talk to me, Santos. Any news?

We're hiding out here, but nothing so far.

Listen up. Gusmão from the port said the ship has been cleared.

So stay sharp, man. If Evandro makes a move, it'll be soon.

All right, Morello. I'm keeping an eye out.

[Wilbert] Fucking hell. Still no sign of Free Willy.

Could that fucker have drowned?

Are you okay, Gilmar?

[vomits, coughs]

- Fuck... - I hate being in a boat, man.

It makes me sick as hell.

For fuck's sake! Where the hell is that fucking Free Willy?

God damn it!

- What's up, Free Willy? Did you do it? - It was a bit hard to open the hatch.

But I did it. I'm fucking Free Willy, right?

- Hold on, there's more, okay? - [Gilmar] Let's do it.

- [Wilbert] Come on. Let's go. Go. - [Gilmar] Fuck!

- This shit is heavy as fuck! - [Wilbert] Hold it!

[Gilmar] Go! Hold that shit! Damn!

[insects chirping]

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

- [phone dialing] - [line ringing]

[Santos] Morello, are you there?

[Morello] Go ahead, man.

So there's nothing near the ship, but...

in the middle of the bay, there's a boat that has been stopped for a while.

- Go check it out, damn it! - [Santos] All right.

To that boat over there.

[boat engine revving]

[Santos] Come on. Let's go.

No, hang on. Can you hear it?

[Wilbert] Fuck!

- Holy shit, there's a boat coming! - Fuck! Holy shit!

Damn it! Free Willy, hide, motherfucker!

[whispers] Come on. Stay there. Be quiet!

[♪ tense music playing]

- [Santos] Good evening. - [boat driver] Hello! Good evening, sir.

Good evening. Federal Police. We're on patrol. What are you doing here?

I'm fishing, sir.

Fishing? Really?

Yes. It's much better at night, you know? Much quieter.

[Santos] I see.

- Show me the vessel's papers, please. - [boat driver] Yes, sir.

Here.

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[Gilmar retches]

[whispers] Shush. Be quiet!

[♪ suspenseful music continues playing]

[whispers indistinctly]

[Gilmar groans]

[vomits]

[mouths]

[♪ suspenseful music continues playing]

[groans]

[whispers] Fuck, Gilmar!

- Are you alone? - Yes, I'm alone, sir.

- Are you sure? - [boat driver] Absolutely. Yes, sir.

- [mouths] - [♪ tense music playing]

[phone ringing]

- Hello. - [Maurílio] Morello.

- Anonymous tip about a shipment on Dutra. - Dutra?

Step aside, I'm boarding.

[Morello] Santos, Evandro's sending this shit to São Paulo.

I'm heading to Dutra now. Let's go, man!

Fucking hell!

[whispers] Bastard...

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

[boat engine revving]

[sighs]

[Morello] Motherfucker!

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[car door closes in distance]

[inhales deeply]

[engine revs]

[phone dialing]

[line ringing]

[in Spanish] Come on, man, pick up.

[in Portuguese] Willy is picking up the last batch, boss.

That's fucking awesome.

Damn, you were smart to get the cops off of our tail!

- Cops? What cops? - [Radinho] Yo, boss.

Something's off with the Union's shipment. The driver isn't picking up.

- Isn't anyone monitoring? - Yes, that's what's weird.

He went through our checkpoints, but then he vanished.

Vanished?

- [Andrés in Spanish] Hi, Carmen. - Andrés!

[Carmen] Listen to me. The White Gold is in the ship's hull.

Perfect.

- What about the cops? - Don't worry...

[whispers in Portuguese] Lower your window.

[♪ tense music playing]

[♪ music swells, fades]

[♪ closing theme music playing]

Translated by Letícia de Aquino