Original subtitles

- [Wilbert] Knock it off! - [gunshot]

- [Tubarão] Holy shit! - What the fuck did you do?

It's because of Gerson, Dad. He doesn't answer the phone

nor answer my messages.

[♪ suspenseful music]

Helena Mendes, young filmmaker, daughter to a wealthy family.

[Morello] If she's filming like that, in the middle of the community,

it's because it was endorsed by the movement.

- Found it. - [gunshot on recording]

Watch out for what you're going to do.

What's up, babe? Call me back there. I miss you.

Dude, I'll have to leave the country!

Evandro has united all factions in Rio.

Evandro is out.

[Marcondes] We made a deal with his supplier.

[in Spanish] But this is my area!

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

[in Portuguese] If anyone comes sniffing around my plantations,

you'll quickly figure out where I came from!

[Marcelão] Fuck...

I don't want anyone in my office. Get out!

If he had a safe full of money, he must be a dollar dealer.

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

This scheme is operated by a faction,

which is led by Evandro from Dendê.

[Andrés in Spanish] Is it going to mess with our shipment in any way?

It might delay things a bit.

Either you settle this matter in time,

or I'll have to intervene.

Andrés. The White Gold is in the ship's hull.

What about the cops?

Don't worry...

[in Portuguese] Lower your window.

EPISODE 7

Watch out for what you're going to say.

[Andrés in Spanish] Carmen, is everything all right?

Yes, it is.

I don't want them any closer to the shipment.

Is that clear?

[Morello grunts]

[engine revs]

[gunshot]

[car crashes]

[exhales]

[in Portuguese] Fuck.

[♪ tense music]

[Morello] Fuck.

[♪ faint lively music playing]

Isn't Carmen performing today?

Not today. She didn't come.

The boss is upset because she isn't here.

But don't worry. There are plenty of performances.

Shit, pick up the phone, Geise.

Damn it.

What about the shipment? Nothing?

- Nothing. - [Evandro] Nothing?

Bro, call all our checkpoints. This shit can't disappear like that.

This shit should be in the Southeast now. It will screw up with the Union.

I'm looking for everyone in the routes. I'll find this shit.

Let's go. Call everyone.

[Evandro] Pick up, Geise, damn it.

Hey, Wilbert. Isn't that your lady, the director?

...yes, especially after the repercussion in Cannes,

always with our production team,

Fogo Cerrado Produções,

and directed by Helena, of course.

I spent some time abroad.

But now I'm back

so that we can run Fogo Cerrado projects.

Hey, kid. Go sleep in your bed.

Thais?

[♪ suspenseful music]

Fuck!

[Gilmar] Thais?

My daughter. For God's sake, wake up.

Thais, for God's sake, wake up.

Jesus Christ. Thais?

Holy shit.

[♪ theme music]

Bro, are you fucking kidding me?

[Marcelão] You're going to kill me.

I'm tired, shit. I'm worn out from partying.

[Marcelão] Now that I'm smelling good, you want to drag me into your shit.

What the hell do I have to do with that shit?

- Listen, Marcelão. - [Marcelão] No way.

Marcelão, listen to me.

You've got to access that computer. Got it?

- Do you have a better idea? - I do.

- Do you? - Yes.

- What is it? - [Marcelão chuckles]

Lock Hassan up there, beat the shit out of that motherfucker,

and he'll give me everything I want. The end.

[Afonso] That's impossible.

It would draw attention to us and screw our plan.

What plan? I don't know about any plan, man.

You guys tell me nothing. You just tell me what to do.

"Go on, Marcelão. Do this, beat that, steal whatchamacallit."

The less you know, the better. Got it?

Yes, I got it.

Don't worry.

[Inês sighs]

We'll pay you in advance to make you happy.

I still... Give me my money.

I'll hit you with my flip-flop.

Give me the hell of my money, bro!

I still think we should beat the shit out of that motherfucker, okay?

- [Marcelão] Listen to me. - [Afonso] Hey.

- Do you know how to use this shit? - I don't.

[Inês] You're kidding, right?

I don't know, Tabuada. I don't.

Do you want some Boldo tea?

Boldo tea? I'll throw up on the couch.

- No, you won't. - Just to mess with you.

This shit will go wrong.

Seriously, man. Why do I hang out with you guys?

Why did I decide to be friends with you, Inês?

Why, Lord? I knew you were no good.

[door closes]

What's up, preppy boy?

[Wilbert] Come here. I want to talk to you.

- [lock clanking] - [keys jingling]

Calm down, man.

Calm down. Take it easy. Wait a second.

For real, I just want to chat with you.

Shit, for real.

Wait a second. I just want to ask you about Helena.

Calm down, man. Hold on.

Fuck.

[laughter]

What a good move, Burgos!

It was a masterstroke.

Listen, if the city keeps going like this... Cheers.

It's going to be good for everyone.

I told you to trust my client.

Don't be humble, man!

You're one of the main people responsible for that.

By the way,

have you considered any position in the next elections?

Because with that kind of help,

we can talk about secretary of state, deputy.

[Otavinho] Burgos.

If I get to the re-election,

I'm going to need a man like you.

Come on, Governor.

[♪ playful music]

Please.

There was nothing on Dutra, man. I spent the whole night stopping trucks.

That motherfucker is messing with us, bro?

Look.

Do you think she's involved with Evandro?

I don't know.

Listen.

Search her whole life.

Leave it to me.

What about you?

I'll have a word with her.

[♪ ominous music]

[coughs]

[in Spanish] What's going on?

What are you doing?

[in Portuguese] Are you fucking with me, babe?

I know you're the one

who gave the fucking anonymous tip about the shipment.

[breathing heavily]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[breathing heavily]

- What's your relationship with Evandro? - [in Spanish] What?

[in Portuguese] What's your fucking relationship with Evandro?

[in Spanish] Evandro who?

[phone ringing]

[in Portuguese] Holy crap, you're in demand.

[ringing continues]

They won't stop calling you.

I'll answer this shit and tell them you're busy.

[in Spanish] No. Stop.

[Carmen] Calm down.

I have no relationship with any Evandro.

[in Portuguese] Who do you think you're talking to, babe? Do you think I'm stupid?

[in Spanish] I'm telling you the truth, shit.

Let me answer this call.

You don't know what you're getting into.

[in Portuguese] There's only one way to figure it out.

Either you spill the fucking beans or I'll answer this shit.

[in Spanish] What's the point of spilling the beans if you don't believe me?

If you answer that,

they'll never call me again.

- [phone ringing] - [exhales smoke]

[in Portuguese] Who are they?

Who are they, damn it?

Hello?

[line busy tone]

Listen to me.

I don't know what's your game,

but you can be sure I'm going nowhere until I figure it out.

[breathing heavily]

Gerson?

Kid.

Jesus Christ. Thank goodness.

What happened?

I think I am...

You just overdid the medicine, kid.

But everything will be fine.

Daddy is here.

[♪ somber music]

Gerson didn't show up.

And I took a bunch of medicine

because I couldn't sleep.

I know, kid. Daddy understands.

I'm sorry.

No problem, honey. You don't need to apologize.

- I know. - I'm very sad.

The important thing is that you'll be fine, okay?

That's the most important thing for me.

Don't be like that.

Hey, boss.

I'm checking everything. From Bauru onwards, nothing.

No sign of it.

[Evandro] Shit.

[line dialing]

Wilbert.

Call all the checkpoints in the São Paulo route.

There's no reason for it to be in São Paulo.

Geise's route was through the outskirts.

Do as I say, bro. Call everyone. Go.

Hey, there's the Union guys as well.

They are on our case. They want white gold.

Holy shit. How much do we have in stock?

- What's up? - So?

It should last for another month, selling well.

Okay, split that shit so we can take some for them tomorrow.

Okay? I want you to stroll around today

to check if everything is fine with the Union.

- All right? - With all due respect, Evandro.

I can't go on this mission, man.

- What's wrong? - My daughter is hospitalized.

That Gerson's disappearance is messing up with her life.

[Gilmar] She took some pills.

I just don't strangle that asshole

because she'll never forgive me if I kill him.

[Evandro] Um...

I mean, I've got to solve some shit.

So Gilmar.

Let me put the Command after that punk.

[Evandro] We're everywhere. If he's out there, we'll find him.

I need you focused here, man. Okay?

How is your daughter?

She's recovering. She'll be fine.

[Evandro] Okay.

Thank you for your support.

- No problem. - I'm going downstairs to have a drink.

Call me when it's time, okay?

Sure. Go there.

Don't worry, man.

Fuck.

Fuck. Go on, Wilbert. Call them, bro.

[line dialing]

- [in Spanish] But I want more than that. - [Geise] My ass.

I'll pay a fair amount.

Navarro's price was fair. That was everyone's price.

Sure, but you left us in a position

in which we have little room to expand.

My friends, you can expand all over the world.

Brazilian market is the only one exclusive to me.

[Geise] The deal was for me to buy part of your production.

- And I'm doing that. - [Lopez] Yes.

We negotiated the amount, but not the price.

Listen.

I'll pay the fair price.

If you don't agree,

you can try running things by yourselves.

But I doubt you'll be welcomed in Brazil.

I assure you we have friends outside of Rio.

The CCP is by my side.

And they have the centralization

of operations in Brazil.

If you want war,

you'll lose money instead of making it.

Actually,

you may lose more than just money.

What?

[Ortega tuts]

[♪ suspenseful music]

For now, we'll accept

what you're offering us.

But if you expand,

we'll demand more volume.

[in English] Okay.

[in Spanish] Then that's a deal.

[glasses clinking]

[footsteps receding]

[in Portuguese] We were supposed to meet, but she didn't show up.

I looked in all of our checkpoints, but nothing.

When I called her,

a man picked up.

Do you think she's run away?

No way.

You don't know my mole.

[♪ pensive music]

Singer?

[Santos] That's what I discovered.

Carmen Vasquéz, Argentinian, single,

lives in Botafogo, and sings in bars around the city.

But that makes no sense.

[sighs] Holy shit.

Santos?

Fuck, it's Renata. I've got to go.

Okay.

[sighs]

- Hey. - [Renata] Hey.

- Agent Almada, from DEA. - Nice to meet you.

- You too. - He came here to find one of his moles.

- Can you trace them for me? - Sure.

That's between us.

Sure.

Where's Morello?

[♪ quirky music]

Uh...

He called earlier. He's all fucked up.

Head and stomach. A virus.

Okay.

Thank you.

FEDERAL HIGHWAY POLICE

[♪ suspenseful music]

Show me your hands.

[♪ suspenseful music]

- Get off. - [driver] Yes, sir.

- [officer] Come with me. - What have I done, Mr. Officer?

You took the wrong path. Come with me.

Cool.

Hey, you were right.

They got the guy in São Paulo.

He was almost in Rio and got a call from Geise herself,

telling him to change the route.

He was heading to Guarulhos.

- Women suck. - Shit.

- So what should I do? - Hold on.

Let me think.

[operator] This phone is out of coverage area.

Juan!

[in Spanish] Did you check the whole route?

It's impossible for a truck full of coke to vanish like that.

[♪ ominous music]

[in Portuguese] You're hungry, right, babe?

But you don't cooperate.

If you did...

[in Spanish] I need my phone.

I can't go missing like that.

[breathes deeply]

It's my family.

[Carmen] If you keep me here, my family is in danger.

Take my wallet. There are pictures in there.

[in Portuguese] Who has got your family?

[breathes heavily]

[sighs]

Listen to me, singer...

If you don't talk, I can't do much to help you.

[♪ pensive music]

[in Spanish] There's no way. They are untouchable.

[in Portuguese] Who are they?

[in Spanish] The 'Ndrangheta.

[in Portuguese] What?

Is Evandro working with the Italian mafia?

[in Spanish] I told you I don't know any Evandro.

[sighs]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[in Portuguese] If you don't know any Evandro,

then why did you help put one of his shipments off the scent?

[in Spanish] I just did what Andrés told me to.

[Carmen] I have no option.

If you're after some Evandro,

he probably knows him.

[sighs deeply]

[in Portuguese] Listen.

Let's make a deal.

You hand me this so-called Andrés

and I promise you to rescue your family.

[in Spanish] Are you proposing

to go against the 'Ndrangheta?

You have lost your mind.

[in Portuguese] You don't know me yet, do you?

[♪ music intensifies]

Haven't I said I don't want you in my office?

Holy crap. What's this smell? Damn it!

Sir, the bathroom pipes burst, you know?

The room was full of toilet water.

I was trying to solve that before you arrived, man.

Fix this shit because I have a client here.

Just a second. I'll just...

have a look here.

[keyboard clacking]

Hey, did you touch this shit?

The cables were full of shit, man. I had to unplug it to clean it, right?

[grunts]

[Hassan sighs]

[♪ playful music]

[computer beeps]

Wouldn't it be better to sort that out at the party's meeting?

No, just a second. I just want to find a file here.

Not that I don't want a meeting with the boss,

but let it be a light one, right?

[laughs] I'll talk to him so we can book that.

[deputy] At the usual one, right?

Is there a better menu than the one at the Polish Girl?

[deputy] Of course not. It's the best in town, my friend.

Let's go to the other room because this smell is unbearable.

[Hassan] Please, Deputy. This way.

Hurry. Tidy this shit up.

Fuck.

Go fuck yourself with your ass still, Hassan, you son of a bitch.

[Santos sighs]

Santos, here's the trace you asked for.

Thank you.

Hey, Valdirene, this is correct, right?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

[♪ suspenseful music]

Holy shit.

[Santos] Fuck.

I'm just trying to understand this shit, bro.

My truck was heading this way and you guys diverted it.

Looks like you're snatching it from me.

We were instructed not to explain anything, you know?

Nobody is snatching from you. But we can't help you either.

- Instructed? What are you talking about? - [Marcondes] Evandro.

Each to their own, bro.

The CCP here

and the Union there.

- [phone beeps] - Hello?

Man, they know about the Union.

[♪ suspenseful music]

Are you kidding me?

I'm telling you. The trace falls there, Morello.

That woman is from DEA, shit.

Listen to me. Take the battery out of your phone

and get out of there.

I need to give it to Renata.

Motherfucker.

[sighs deeply]

[♪ tense music]

So you work for DEA, fuck?

[in Spanish] For DEA? Of course not.

[in Portuguese] How long will you keep lying?

[in Spanish] I have nothing to do with that.

[in Portuguese] So why do they have your number?

[in Spanish] The 'Ndrangheta gave me this number.

That's why I have to answer it. They have my family.

If you want Andrés,

you just need to talk to me through this number.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[Morello in Portuguese] Get up. Come on.

Come here. Let's take a walk. Go.

- Are you sure the Miami house was sold? - [Burgos] Of course.

The realtor didn't want to tell me for whom they sold it.

I had to work pretty hard to convince her.

- Evandro, Geise agreed to pay cash. - [line ringing]

Fuck, she's not picking up.

This shit is fucking up.

[line busy tone]

Shit.

Wilbert, I want this truck here. Got it?

[Wilbert] But Geise's shipment is in São Paulo.

It'll take a while to get here, boss.

Plan an alternative route, do your best, okay?

I don't want this shipment passing through any known route. Any.

[Evandro] Tell everyone.

No shipment going through any route without our permission.

- Got it. - [Evandro] Thank you.

Fuck.

Bro, I can't do that. I can't.

If I keep in that place, I'll end up back in jail.

Calm down. Didn't the plan work? Didn't you get to see the computer?

[Inês] So?

So? So nothing, damn it.

I only got to write the password down. Everything's in English in that shithole.

[Marcelão] I copied nothing.

- How could I? - We need to get in there.

No, we can't.

- [Afonso] It's too risky. - But it is what it is.

Can you get me inside?

[Marcelão] Maybe.

Maybe. That fucker never leaves the place.

[Marcelão] It's like he buried a pig's head in the office, damn it.

But I think he's going to meet some politicians.

You know? In a Polish restaurant. I don't know. Some shit like that.

- When? In the next few days? - In the next few days.

[♪ playful music]

[Afonso sighs deeply]

Okay. Look. We'll do that.

But we can't make any mistakes, or we will be screwed, got it?

I also think we'll get screwed.

I'm fucking serious.

Anyway, I'll hit the road because today I'm in the mood for gossip.

[Marcelão] I've already made plans with my boy...

That's it.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[sniffles]

So...

The last sign came from here.

[Almada sighs]

So we'll need to keep tracing this number.

Sure.

[♪ playful music]

Let's go.

What's this? 4 kg for my hill?

Fuck, I snort 4 kg in three days. Are you fucking kidding me?

You're really a pain in the ass.

You're making a fuss about nothing.

[Evandro] You only snorted bad coke.

You only sold that shit.

You're selling top-quality stuff and complaining?

What the fuck?

The money you're making here, you've never made in your life.

Easy fucking money.

Huh?

No shooting.

[Evandro] No police bothering your ass.

Stop busting my fucking balls and sell the coke I took from my community

to supply yours.

If you have any problem, say it now.

Do you?

So don't fuck with me.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[♪ tense music]

Hey. Don't be scared.

[Wilbert] Calm down.

What's up, Rogério? Don't run away.

[Wilbert] What the fuck?

For real, I just want to ask you about Helena.

[Wilbert] For real. Come here. Hey!

Humble bumble.

I want to talk to you, humble bumble.

Fuck, bro.

These dudes from the south side of town have no manners.

Mom, I don't want to move again.

Airton, we can't stay here.

And there are things you don't understand yet.

Explain them to me, then. You don't talk to me.

I don't even know why my dad hasn't arrived yet.

Your dad made his own choices.

[Geise] And now we need to make ours.

Aírton, my son,

it has been so hard.

We can't stay. It's dangerous.

And the Miami house is nice.

[Geise] It's close to Disney.

You'll get to test if your English is really good.

- What do you think? - Mom, you say that

because you're not the one who needs to make friends all over again.

[car door opens]

[♪ somber music]

[car door closes]

[in Spanish] Should I follow the woman or the kid?

- Follow her. - [driver] Okay.

[Gilmar in Portuguese] Is that serious?

That punk was going to hit the road.

Leave Brazil.

[Evandro] I think it was because of that FP investigation, you know?

I don't know if she's going to be better

or worse after this, bro.

[Evandro] Yes, that's rough.

Hey.

Didn't she dream of living abroad?

She's always dreamed of it.

Tell her she won a prize then.

[Evandro] I'll sort this shit at Hassan's company later.

I'll tell him to get her a job, visa, flight ticket, housing.

She'll get the chance to restart abroad, bro.

Shit, can you really do that?

- Of course. - [Gilmar] Fuck.

Thank you, Evandro. I mean it, man.

I've got your back.

- I'll pay for everything. Don't worry. - No.

I'll pay this shit. I've got money for that.

I just want to see her well, bro.

Sure. She'll be fine.

[in Spanish] Hello, Andrés. Yes, I'm almost there.

[in Portuguese] Hey, wait a second, babe.

- We're coming with you. Hang on. - [in Spanish] No.

- [in Portuguese] Why not? - [in Spanish] Andrés is a professional.

If he notices anything weird, you won't have a second chance.

- Fuck. - [Carmen] Morello.

Promise me.

If anything happens to me,

you'll rescue my family.

[♪ somber music]

[sighs]

[Morello in Portuguese] Listen.

We've got our eye on you.

[Morello] Go.

[phone ringing]

[in Spanish] Hello, Mr. Patricio.

[Patricio] For God's sake, the plantation!

They set fire to it.

There are people with guns everywhere.

Calm down, Mr. Patricio. Who is setting fire to it?

- Mr. Patricio? - [line busy tone]

[phone beeps]

Juan, take your men to Mr. Patricio.

We're under attack. Go!

[♪ suspenseful music]

[thumps]

I'm glad you called me.

[chuckles]

I just wanted to report

that the shipment went well

and to know about the next step, of course.

[laughs]

So you called me all the way here just to talk about business?

Yes.

[chuckling]

And you came dressed like that just to...

talk about business?

- Yes. - And...

there's a hotel near here.

- Yes? - Yes.

[♪ suspenseful music]

- Andrés, what's that? - What?

- [in Portuguese] Go. - [in Spanish] Run.

[guns firing]

[♪ tense music]

[Santos in Portuguese] Hey. Hands up.

Hands up. Drop the gun, fucker.

[Santos] Drop the gun, shit.

Hands on the railing.

Hands on the fucking railing.

- Where's she, damn it? - She escaped. She went over there.

Motherfucker. Shit!

[siren wailing]

Holy shit.

Morello, right?

What do you think you are doing?

- What did you say? - [Almada] What's all this circus about?

Where is Carmen?

You tell me.

Fuck. Damn it!

[distant siren wailing]

Fuck.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I just don't like this idea.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[phone ringing]

[Marcelão] Hey, guys, listen up.

Hassan, that fucker, is going to leave very soon, you know?

I'll leave the back door open.

- Okay. - [phone beeps]

Stay sharp, okay?

I'll follow him. If he comes back, I'll let you know and you leave.

- Okay? Here. - Okay.

[♪ suspenseful music]

Bye.

[distant engine revs]

- You've got to be joking. - [Morello] Joking?

I arrested that fucker, I have the right to interrogate him,

but the fucking DEA keeps in my way.

You interfered in an international investigation.

[Renata] Brasília won't leave me alone because of your antics.

I just followed my investigation. That's all.

You kidnapped a DEA mole!

The only reason I don't fire you

is because Almada prefers to keep it quiet.

Listen. I didn't kidnap anybody.

I got information and arrested that thug.

Have you seen his file at Interpol?

I should get a raise instead.

I don't care.

[Renata] That's not our problem.

Fuck, man.

- [Morello sighs] - [door opens]

[door closes]

[♪ tense music]

[in Spanish] I told you I wasn't exposed.

Andrés knows nothing.

But he is Giacommo's fucking representative.

Don't you understand if the 'Ndrangheta finds out,

they are capable of changing the whole scheme?

Then we're back to square one.

So you better make sure

that it doesn't happen, that they don't find out.

[laughs]

Darling,

you're playing with fire.

You shouldn't forget

you are only useful to us if you bring something of our interest,

or else you'll go to jail, got it?

And what interests you, Almada?

I've told you.

I want it all.

What interests me is Geise.

That's what I want you to find out.

[in Portuguese] Fuck, Inês. Hurry up, girl.

Hey, are you sure that's the password?

- It doesn't work at all. - No fucking way.

I said that it was a capital U, girl.

[computer beeps]

- Okay, now it worked. It worked. - Fuck. Hurry up, man.

[knocks on door]

Are you Sadan's secretary?

Uncle?

[laughs]

Marcelinha!

What's up, bro? Weren't you in jail?

Uncle, I'm free now, you know?

I'm sorting some shit out. You get it, right?

And why didn't you call me? We're family, damn it.

Uncle. I've got to fix my life first, then I get in touch with my family.

But what are you doing here?

Listen up.

Give this bag to Sadan.

It's Hassan, Uncle.

- Hassan. - It's the same shit, same origin.

Tell him that's the money to sort out Thais's problem.

What's wrong with my cousin?

Fuck, heavy stuff. Come over there.

She'll be happy to see you.

Then we can chat, okay?

- Sure, Uncle. - [Gilmar laughs]

- Marcelinha! - Come on, Uncle. Respect the bandit.

It's Marcelão, Uncle.

[Gilmar laughs]

Marcelinha? Really?

[Inês] I'm telling you. There's nothing in this fucking computer.

There are the banks they use, but...

nothing that could be linked to Evandro. Or to anyone.

Okay, but copy everything.

You might have overlooked something.

[Inês] This guy must have stuff in other places, Afonso.

Is he at the Polish restaurant?

Yes, but it doesn't look like a restaurant.

[Afonso] Here's what you do. Finish it off there.

I'll follow him here to see if I can find anything.

[Inês] Okay. Bye.

Bye.

[phone beeps]

[distant chatter]

[♪ pensive music]

THE POLISH GIRL

Here's the thing. Our snow remains pure.

That fuckup's one, you step on 10%. Got it?

Is it 10%? Isn't 10% too little?

We won't mess that shit up.

Just make our shit better than theirs.

- Where's the driver? - He's here.

What's up, Cabelo? Come here.

Cellphone.

Stay here.

Keep busy.

Do you want to snort to get sharp?

[chuckles]

[♪ dance music playing]

[background chatter]

Here, my friend. Whiskey with all the trimmings.

- Thank you. - Excuse me.

Hold on.

I'll pay you 20 bucks to go to that table

and find out what's written on that little notebook.

[server] From Mr. Hassan?

Look, my friend, with all due respect,

I wouldn't go to that asshole's table for anything in the world.

[server] He has been coming here for years and doesn't even know how to tip.

- Excuse me. - No, hold on.

[Afonso] Here.

Thirty more to add to your tip.

Now it got easier.

[Afonso] Tell me. What do you know about that little notebook?

Look. All I know is he never takes that notebook out of his pocket.

And when he does, he writes a few things

and puts it back as if it were gold.

Never? Really?

[Afonso] Not even to fuck?

[server laughs]

Not even to fuck, man. The girls say he's a fucking pervert.

[server] He calls them for a dance, rubs himself on them, dressed up and all.

But he's a fucking tease.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Come with me.

[giggles]

[♪ music intensifies]

[phone ringing]

Holy shit. Fuck.

Hello?

Wilbert.

[Helena] You need to stop following Rogério.

He hasn't left the production company for two days.

He hasn't seen his kid for two days. You've got to stop following him.

Helena?

Yes.

[♪ uplifting music]

[Almada] Morello.

What do you want?

- Damn it, Johnny... - Almada.

Okay, Juanito. I have worked with you.

Let me interrogate that son of a bitch, bro.

They're keeping your mole's family as prisoners.

What?

Didn't you know?

[laughs]

Carmen's family is dead.

[Almada] And it was her fault.

Fuck.

They're all from ETA.

Carmen was born in Argentina, but went to Spain when she was a teen.

Then she got into terrorism with her parents.

But she was against the ceasefire of 98.

And then, to finance the war,

she started to work for the mafia.

Then her parents found out, tried to stop her, but...

They bit the dust.

[Almada] Yes.

Look.

It took us some time, but we found her.

That's why she's important.

Because she wants to eliminate them as much as we do.

Okay. But if that's the case, just tell me one thing.

Why did she help to throw their shipment off the scent then?

Shipment?

What shipment?

[♪ suspenseful music]

Fuck... [sighs]

[line dialing]

[line ringing]

Where the fuck did you stash this truck?

Where it should've been from the start.

That's the only way you'll talk to me, Geise?

Can't you see that by doing that

you are fucking up with everything I built up here in Rio?

That you built?

[Geise] I'm not your secretary.

And don't you forget I'm the one who arranged everything here in Bolivia.

[Evandro] I know, Geise.

But how are we going to leave everything with you fucking me up like that?

Who says I want to leave everything?

[Geise] I gave my blood, sweat and tears to make this shit work.

And I'm tired of you casting me aside all the time.

Always casting me aside.

Aside, Geise?

You are my wife, damn it. We're together in it.

Together in it?

You're so funny, Evandro.

You said you were going to buy the house, but you didn't.

[Geise] You said you'd come here, but you didn't.

If I have to do it all by myself,

I'd rather do it my way.

And don't worry.

If you want a few kilos, if you need that to be the king of Rio,

get it with Marcondes, and I'll make a nice price for you.

[Evandro] Fuck, Geise. You got it all wrong.

[guns firing]

[security in distance] Fuck. Hold on.

[gun cocks]

- [distant shouts] - [firing continues]

[♪ tense music]

[gunshot]

Geise?

[guns firing]

[security in distance] Son of a bitch!

Fuck!

Holy shit.

Geise!

Geise!

[♪ music intensifies]

[♪ closing theme music]

Translated by Ana Paula Shiguemoto