Last Stop 174 (2008) - full transcript

LAST STOP 174

BASED ON A TRUE STORY

A BOY CALLED

ALESSANDRO

I married Rosa because I thought,

you had became a nun.

Rita, I swear
I never touched Rosa.

She isn't my wife yet.

There's still time,
she also loves you.

Also?

You know...



You were hungry, huh,
Alessandro?

What's up, Marisa?

Where's the money you owe me?

You snorted it all, bitch.

You ask me for coke to sell
and you snort it all.

C'mon, you've known me
since I was little.

You don't pay, you're screwed.

So, what's the deal?

I had to buy medicine
for the baby.

You insane?!

You spent the drug money
on your kid, you retarded?

You're gonna lose the kid.

The boy could be yours, Meleca.

You're so stoned you don't know
who the father is!



- Give me the boy.
- No.

You won't give him to me?

Careful, Meleca.

For God's sake, shit!

- Are you refusing?!
- Meleca, for God sake!

You think I'm some jerk?

- I'll break his arm.
- Don't do that Meleca!

Don't you love your son?

Give me the boy, bitch!

I'll break it right now.
Wanna see?

- No!
- Hand him over!

- Give me my son!
- Fuck off!

My baby, please!

Now you know not
to treat me like a jackass!

Get your hands off me, shit!

You're out of here!
What's his name?

- Alessandro.
- Nice name, Alessandro!

Get out, bitch!

Beat it, bitch!

- What you gonna do with him?
- Fuck if I know.

If I hear you're hanging out there,
your boy dies in front of you.

RIO DE JANEIRO, 1983

1993

- You dig that?
- Yeah.

Take a crack at it.

Shoot, man!

I can't.

You kidding me?

Tighten your grip.

Imagine somebody there
wants to kill your father.

Doesn't that piss you off?

Yeah.

You gotta have hate
in your heart.

Hate in our heart, man.
Shoot.

Fucking A!

Way to go, shit!

ANOTHER BOY CALLED
SANDRO

S?O GON?ALO
STATE OF RIO

Sandro, they're robbing
your mom's bar!

Mom?

Excuse me.

Come with your aunt.

Let's go, Sandro.

Sweet is your grace

For You make me obey You

Love me always my Lord

Guide me onto my path

Rule my life, Jesus!

I find joy in following you.

Peace and tranquility
You bring upon me

Hallelujah.

HOUSE

Repeat.

C'mon Sandro, I just said it.

Look over here.

Sandro, tell me what's written.

Is he gonna do whatever
he wants around here?

Auntie.

What is it, Sandro?

What's wrong, honey?

I'm scared.

Scared of what?

What are we gonna do
with this boy?

Buy your snack and bring back
the change. Go, Sandro.

Dona Cl?a?

Go to school, I'm late!

We're gonna make good money, son,

and buy a kiosk
on Copacabana beach.

Is Copacabana far, mom?

Yeah, but we'll get there.

Does this ferry go to Copacabana?

Next.

Mister.

Give me some of these.

Mister.

What?

Is this Copacabana?

You've gotta take the bus 413.

Not enough.

- I'll give you my candies.
- Get out.

Out!

Stop the bus!

Give me the money!

Don't do anything stupid!

Nobody move!

"He who dwells in the heart
of the Almighty"

"shall say: He is my Lord."

Stop the bus!

I knew he was gonna leave
without hurting anybody.

It was the Psalm 91.

It's the strongest in the Bible.

LEADER OF CV KILLED

DRUG BARON MELECA DIES
IN TERRITORIAL DISPUTE

Hey you!

What you want?

Lower that thing,
God is with me.

Where is Meleca's boy?

What Meleca, auntie?

We own this spot now!

Beat it, auntie.

These CV people
are either gone or dead.

They come back, they die.

Beat it.

Lady!

Come here.

Are you the mother
of Meleca's kid?

Alessandro isn't Meleca's kid.

They killed them all.
I think the boy escaped.

Where'd he go?

I don't know.

Out on the street maybe.
That kid was the devil.

Beat it, punk.

He hit me really hard!

You mess around the cops,
you get hurt.

Stop complaining,
or I'll smack you.

It really hurts.

- Give me the glue!
- Quit whining.

What's up? Want some?

Got money?

Real loaded, huh?
What's your name?

Don't he look like Alex?

Yeah.
You Alex's brother?

Listen, Alex Two,
you wanna sniff some glue?

Give me the money.

Give it to him!

Enough.

This shit isn't free!

- Lady, got any change?
- I don't, son.

- But God bless you.
- Amen.

- Hallelujah.
- Have any candy?

- I don't.
- You ain't got shit, huh?

Do you know Alessandro?
He's ten.

He looks like me.

What do I get?

I'll give you five bucks.

You're stingy as hell!

- I know the guy.
- Where is he?

Give me ten and
I'll take you to him.

- Liar!
- Beat it.

Co-pa-ca-ba-na.

Listen lady

I've had no chow
For over a week now

On Jesus' birthday
I'm the one carrying the cross

Begging for help
Ain't my trick

But if I don't eat
I'll stop to tick

I don't have change, son.

Oh my God!

- Stop the thief!
- Help! Police!

Merry Christmas, granny!

I knew you'd come.

Merry Christmas.

- For me?
- Yeah.

So beautiful!

I helped pick it.

Hold it!

Cool sneakers! Come here!

Enough, man.

- Who's the new guy?
- It's Ale.

Come here, kid.

- Praise the Lord, sister.
- Praise the Lord.

Sorry to bother you, but are you
spending Christmas Eve alone?

I don't feel like going out.

Our Christmas mass
is beautiful, ma'am.

No need to call me ma'am.

I'll get my purse.

Just a minute.

Merry Christmas.

Why didn't you come down?

I couldn't.

Why?

Keeping an eye on the stars.

What for?

Something with my mother.

- It's that one.
- What?

Your mother.

- She turned into a star, right?
- Yeah.

So, that one's your mother?

Now you pay.

I found your mother.
Now, pay up.

I don't use that.

How do I pay you, then?

You know how to kiss?

I'll teach you.

You're a hot kisser, man!

Ale the Kisser.

Here's your Christmas gift.

7 YEARS LATER

What's up, Quico? Wake up!

You're fucked up, huh?

Got any more shit, Patola?

You snort it all, don't pay,
and want more?

I'll get the money today.

No more snow, bro.

- Fuck you!
- Fuck you, man?!

Who you think you talking to?

I didn't expect you today.

Are we dating now?

Where's my money?

He snorted it all
and didn't pay.

- Don't fuck with me!
- I'll pay, man.

I told you
not to sell to street kids.

Only to cab drivers
and messengers.

You better have my money
tomorrow night

or you and this
lowlife are dead.

Don't fuck with me.

Fuck you, Ale!

What did you say?

His name is Ale too.

Take it easy.

Ale my ass.

- I want my money.
- I'll pay you.

Tonight.

You should stop
cleaning other people's house.

It's my job.

But it isn't a sin not to work.

Working is good, Jaziel.

You don't need to anymore.

- Our church is thriving.
- Praise the Lord.

Praise the Lord.

You're a good preacher.

You help a lot of people.
I don't want to be a burden.

You're my wife,
the future mother of my kids.

Is that a burden?

When a man marries,
he wants children.

That's what God expects of us.

I can't have another child
until I find the one I have.

That's what God expects of me.

- I got nothing.
- How much you got, Quico?

Not my problem.

You wanna die?
Give me the money.

You're kidding.

- He's gonna kill us.
- Let's split.

He'll find us.

- He's in with the CV.
- We're screwed.

The food van's here.

Hey, calm down, everybody.

Everybody line up.

I'm hungry.

Take it easy, Maicon.
There's enough.

We've got visitors today.

They're making a film about us
for French television.

Feel free to start shooting.

Ale! Come here.

Isn't it great to be on TV?

Yeah.

You wanna tell your story?

- Yes I do.
- Go ahead.

Remember the yellow light
hitting the statue of Christ?

I don't.
Was it the sunset?

I don't know, but good
things are coming.

- That's it?
- Yeah.

Ale, the NGO shelter
is almost finished.

- I'll take you all there.
- No way, untie.

This place's great.
It's even got a fountain!

But it's dangerous.

The store owners are upset

because you're robbing
at the traffic lights.

Relax. You forget
the yellow light on the Christ?

I don't think
Ale's coming tonight.

What if he does?

I'll talk to him.

He's gonna use us as an example.

- Example for what?
- You know.

You gotta set this straight,
it was your fault.

I'll ask Auntie Walquiria for
the money. I have her number.

We ran out of time.

What's the deal?

You two there!

Ale!

Ale.

Are you OK?

What happened?

Some guys showed up
shooting at everyone, and...

Let's go before the cops come.

Get in.

Come on, Ale.

Where are we taking them?

Not the shelter,
the cops will look there.

There's an empty shack
in my community.

Great!

But you have to talk to the boss.

Let's go.

What the fuck?

You had it coming,
you bunch of beggars.

- We were sleeping.
- Calm down.

They showed up and
killed my brothers!

- He's got a gun!
- It wasn't me!

On your knees!
What are you doing here?

I'm a minor!

I'll give you an interview,
not the kids.

This sandwich
is better than her soup.

- Shut up.
- I'm sure it's a death squad!

I don't want to
expose the children.

Their lives are at risk.

Why did you leave home?

Do you have a father?

And your mother?

Don't you want to
fight for your life?

You've gotta speak up!

You have to show the media that
you exist, put on a show.

- OK?
- OK.

Let's do it.

- Can I start?
- Hold it. Go.

Let me tell you a story

About a boy
Whose mother went to heaven

He was little
She was nice

And then for no reason
She was sliced

The boy grew up
All fucked up

No place to live
No food to eat

Sleeping in the gutter
Pissing in a ditch

Life on the street
Is a bitch

But the worst happened
At Candelaria Church

When the pigs showed up
All hell broke lose

Either you ran
Or you died

Turn on the news
The cops are on the loose

Society can't turn its back
on these children.

Ale, for example...

Alessandro.

His mother was murdered.

- That's not true!
- What are you saying?

Listen.

If you wanna help

please call "Childhood for All"
Can I give the number?

511-28-73.

I'll repeat that.

Marisa, you're not thinking that.

What are you doing?

"Stop the violence."

Now, I want everybody to write
their name on the banner.

Ale, come with me.

- Why didn't you sign it?
- I can't write.

You'll have to learn.
Don't you wanna write your raps?

If I do, I won't create new ones.
I need to forget.

- Even so, it's important.
- I just can't!

Auntie.

What a nice butterfly.

How nice.

Two bags of ten.

You're one of Walquiria's guys.

- So what?
- So?! Watch it!

She made a deal with the boss

to not sell to you guys.

C'mon! My buddies split.

I'm the only one left.
C'mon, fix me up!

Give me the cash.

You better scram right now.

- I'm splitting.
- Or I'll kill you.

- Beat it.
- No problem.

You crazy? Beat it!

Hold it!

I didn't do anything.
I'm a minor!

What's this?

Let's go.

Pass the ball!

I got something for you, Ale.

Stop the game!

Small world, huh?
My father used to say:

"You reap what you sow".

You bring my money?

You scared, son of a bitch?
Where's my money?

Speak up!

You wanna die?

Line up!

Line up!

Heads down.

Quiet.

Don't look at me.

Hey rookie!
Fucking around already?

Don't be a pushover.

If he gives you shit,
use your club.

Raise your foot.

The other one.

Which one?

Look down

and raise your foot.

Pick that up.

Hey, Carvalh?o.

- Who gave you this?
- Nobody.

I'll ask you again.

Did you get this from
that guy over there?

I don't know him.

Did that maggot
give you the shit?

- No way.
- No way, boy?

Come here you piece of shit.
Take off your shirt.

Open your mouth,
raise your tongue.

Take off your shorts.

Squat!

Give it to me. If I find
anything, you're screwed.

Put them back on.

- Take him.
- I didn't do anything.

My ass you didn't.

Don't look at me!

Nobody look at me!

WE PRACTICE THE
RIGHT OF CITIZENSHIP

Hey, man.

This was for you.

I didn't forget the money

you owe me.

Get up, man.

Get up.

I hate nothing more than a rat.

I'd kill all of them.

But you acted like a man.
A straight shooter.

That's why you're gonna live.

How can you be sure
Ale is your son?

Alessandro is my son.

How can you be sure?

Mothers know these things.

You don't have any children,
do you?

Yes. Two.

I'm sorry,
but my son needs help.

So do many children.

I can't help runaways!

Mr. Z?,
what about the problem outside?

I'm on it, don't worry.

Where'd he go?

He's either out on the street,
or in jail.

In jail? Where?

Do you have a picture ID?

No ma'am.

- Is his nickname Ale?
- That's right.

We have two boys
with that nickname.

My son is
"Ale of Candelaria Church".

Which one of you is
"Ale of Candelaria Church"?

You, come with me.

Didn't Meleca tell you who
your real mother was?

I don't know any Meleca.

You don't have to lie, Alessandro.

That's not my name.

You're making this hard.
Trust your mother.

Will you get me out of here?

I'll do what I can, son.

If you get me out of here,
I'm your son.

I'm gone.

Alessandro, my son,
this is your real mother.

The mother you never met,
but who never forget you.

The mother who didn't raise you,
but gave you birth.

Before I found God

I had no hope to ever find you.

The day I accepted Jesus,
everything changed.

And now I've found you, my son.

Stop!

Ale of Candelaria Church.

"I'll go to every juvenile
court in the state of Rio

and with God's help,
get you out of that hell hole.

Because I'm your mother
and you're my son.

All my love,
your mother, Marisa".

Faith in God and the slum kids!

Didn't you say
your mother was dead?

That's not my mother.
She's crazy.

Why's that?
Didn't you hear what she wrote?

I'll tell you a secret,
but you better keep it.

- Got it.
- You know who raised me?

Some white bitch who ignored me.

Treated me like a dog.

Said my mother was a junkie,
that my father killed her.

Bullshit.
Meleca never killed women.

It was tough when my father died.

Than God
the bitch went with him.

I think my real mother
is still alive.

Out there somewhere.

This lady doesn't even
know my real name.

Isn't your name Alessandro
like mine?

You keep calling me Ale,
but my real name is Sandro.

Sandro, Ale, Alessandro:
Same shit.

Maybe you forgot
the first half of your name.

Take your letter.

Praised be Thy name

Oh Almighty, in the morning
we announce your goodness

- Hold his tongue.
- I can't!

Hold his damn tongue!

I can't, he's possessed!

Get back!

Get his key!

Let's go!

Hold it!

Son of a bitch!
I'm gonna kill you!

Let's split!

What's up, Ale?

Free, huh?

- They let you go?
- I fucking escaped.

- He's gonna hang here.
- Your name is?

- Ale.
- Same as you?

Two Ale together is
gonna be rough man!

We gotta split.

Take it easy.

- Your bike's in that spot.
- Thanks.

This is my joint.

There's a bar next door.

Everybody respects my shit here.

Make yourself at home.

Jail was fucked up man.

Beating us with a club is easy.
I wanna see with their fists.

I'd fuck them up.

- This place yours?
- Pretty sick, isn't it?

- How'd you buy it?
- With money.

Nobody gave me
anything in my life.

- How'd you get the money?
- Working.

Listen to this:
You don't ask for money.

You take it.

You ain't no street punk anymore.

- You're a man now.
- Gotcha.

Put this on,
we're going out.

- No sleep?
- We had enough rest.

We're going out to celebrate.

Where?

The beach, to purify
our souls in the sea.

- Right on.
- Today's the day.

Take some cash.

Great.

Listen, be careful with girls.

Girls are nice.

Yeah, but be careful.

You've got to do them
and leave them.

Don't get involved.

No problem.

I can take care of myself, bro.

Girls are like drugs, addictive.

But it's them
who get addicted to me!

Check that one out!

What's up, babe!

Sexy bitch!

Check this out.

You got that cash?

You're gonna need it.

How about those two?

As good as done, man.

Let's go.

They're headed for the water.

I'll stick around here.

No way, man. I'm gone.

How's it going, Princess?

- Don't you remember me?
- No.

Can I give you a kiss
to remind you?

I know this kiss.

Ale the Kisser.

You're alive!

What is it?

Nothing.

Quit staring.

ALE THE KISSER
I LOVE YOU

Come back to bed, Soninha.

I have to go to work.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Let's go?

Hand me your shit.

Let's go, motherfucker.
Your wallet too.

I'm rich!

Put it away.

- What's wrong?
- Behind you!

You gotta watch out.

When a cop dies

I celebrate with God
and the slum kids!

One less cop in our way.

This is to start dealing again.
Your share.

We did well today.

I'll keep this bracelet.

You gonna keep that?

It ain't for me.

It's for your girl, huh?

Stick to the whores.

Soninha is a pro.
I just don't pay.

When you don't pay in cash,
you pay with your heart.

Didn't I tell you to call?

C'mon, open the door.

This is becoming a joke.

I've got to work now.

Hey Princess
Check out my new threads

Listen to the guy
That gets you hot

And whose heart is set

Take a look at this

This ring is a symbol
Of my love

Wait
That's the wrong hand

Here is my plea

Soninha, marry me.

Wow! Awesome present!

- Present?
- Yeah.

- Didn't you get what I said?
- Sure.

You're good at rapping!
Why don't you write them down?

I can't write.

I'll write them,
so you don't forget.

I like forgetting so I can
come up with a new one.

Stupid.

You could make money with this.

I am making money.
Now I just need to marry you.

C'mon. For Christ sake.

You're acting weird.

Ale,

you're really hot.

The best kisser.

I know it.

But let me be straight with you.

I can't belong to anybody.

I belong to everybody.

Didn't you say she was a whore?

Fuck you!

A pro's a pro.

You getting heavy with me?

C'mon, Ale!
Aren't we brothers?

We even have the same name.

My name is Sandro!

Very well, thank you.

Give me your purse!

Don't look at me, bitch!

- The purse fell down!
- Then shoot her!

Shoot!

- Shoot the bitch!
- The purse!

I said shoot!

Give me the gun.

Fuck, man!

- Why didn't you shoot?
- I don't know!

You're full of shit.

You're out.

- What?
- You heard me!

I'm not joking around!

I'm not one of your
buddies from Candelaria!

If you fuck up, I'm fucked!

I thought we were brothers.

You're not cut out for this.

You think people are gonna
give us stuff for free?

You have to take it.

If they don't give it up,
you kill them.

Here, man.

God be with you, buddy.

- Just for a while, Soninha.
- You're kidding!

That's what you all say.

I'll always want you.

But you can't live here.

You know it.

You can't live here.

"All my love,
your mother, Marisa".

I don't know why she thinks
I'm her son.

Do you think her son's alive?

I don't know.

Could be dead.

Could be alive,
could be a crook.

If he's a crook, she's not
gonna want him for a son.

Why not?

She's a Church lady,
full of Bible talk.

I know, I met her.

Do you think I could be her son?

Would you like to be?

Come in.

Have a seat.

You've come to stay, right?

Would you like me to stay?

- Is there some coffee?
- Of course.

- Do you want help?
- No thanks.

My boy.

My son.

What'd I do?

Nothing.

I remember when you
were a little baby.

So cute.

- Turned out ugly, huh?
- No.

You're beautiful an angel.

I was devastated when
you were taken away.

And the thought of you
with another mother.

I knew she wasn't my mother.
She was white.

I have to tell you the truth.

Lying is a sin.

What lie?

Meleca wasn't your father.

I know he wasn't my father.

Did he tell you?

He didn't know.

Makes no difference.
All I wanted was my mother.

You can sleep here for now.

My husband won't like it, but,
oh well.

We want to build a bigger house.

- You'd have your own room.
- Do I have a brother?

No, you're all I've got.

Jaziel, this is my son.

Why didn't you go to mass today?

Nice to meet you.

Praise the Lord.

Let's talk in the bedroom.

We can talk here.

I need to talk to you in private.

I don't keep secrets
from my son.

- I'm asking you to come.
- Hey.

Take your hands off my mother.

Take it easy, son.

Marisa.

You don't know this boy.

He's been in jail and escaped.

I'm responsible for the church,
understand?

You're just worried
about your money.

You better respect your husband.

Don't point your finger at my mom!

- You're not her son.
- What's this?

Jaziel!

Take it easy, son.

He's a fucking joke!

You're late.

Where's my kiss?

- That's all?
- My mom's a Church lady.

Take it easy!

- C'mon!
- Chill! No stress!

- You're late and complaining?
- Relax.

Make yourself at home.

More chips?

- I'm full.
- What about you?

- Is that the bathroom?
- Yeah.

Be right back.

What's wrong?
It's just a glass.

No problem if it breaks.

Oh yeah there is.

If the glass broke, I'd die
and you'd never be happy.

Isn't she pretty?

- What?
- Isn't my girlfriend beautiful?

Yeah,
but she's not for you to marry.

Why?

We've got prettier girls at the church.

The toilet isn't flushing.

I'll fix it later.

Do you have a job?

What do you do?

I work with my body.

When Jesus got me out
of the wrong path

I felt saved and found peace.

Wow,
you eat pussy just like a girl!

I'm gonna turn over a new leaf.

Get serious.

I'm gonna get a job,
make some money

- and give my mom a better life.
- Really?

I'm gonna ask Aunt Walquiria
to help me.

What you gonna do?

I'm gonna make money
with my rapping

and build a room for us here.

Get famous,

that's all I want!

What do you mean?

If you become famous,
you'll be even hotter!

Make a rap CD?

And get this

I'm gonna dedicate it to you.

You do have talent.

But that's not how it works.

You're gonna help me, right?

- Can you read yet?
- No.

- I'll teach you.
- I can't learn, damn it!

If you let me help, you will.

I need you to lend me
some money, Auntie.

You have to
make money working.

You can learn that here.

Don't talk to me like that.
You're not my mother!

I'm just trying to help you.

You ain't helping
jackshit this way.

One day I'll be famous
and appear on TV.

Then I'm gonna tell you:

"Fuck you, Auntie Walquiria"!

Soninha!

Open the door. Its me, Ale.

I told you to call first.

I'll pay to come in.

I don't have the whole day.

Don't give me that look.
You know it's work.

What's up, Ale?
Wait for your turn.

You know this guy?

- We're brothers.
- Brothers my ass!

Let me explain.

You wanna kill me
because of a whore?

She's no whore!
She's my fiance!

She's anyone's if you have cash.

Get out!

Let me explain, bro!

I told you not to fall in love.

What you told me is that
traitors should die

and you betrayed the guy
who saved your life!

Get out, shit!

See what you did, bitch?

Bitch my ass!

- Out!
- Fuck you.

Fuck off!

Get out! Beat it!

Got any change?

Don't ask for money, take it.

- But, I'm hungry.
- Fuck you!

- Beat it!
- My glue, son of a bitch!

What'd you call my mother?

Beat it!

- Give me the money.
- You crazy?

Police!
I'm being robbed! Help!

Police!

Shut up, bitch!

Stop the thief!

You fucking with my girls, punk!

Over here.

You like smacking girls?

Enough.

You party all night and
want me to feel sorry for you?

I'm not stupid.

You don't know
what you're saying.

I know.

I didn't get any sleep,
and I'm late for work.

I don't want a crook for a son.

I'm no crook.

Don't lie to your mother.

Open the door, jackass!

C'mon, chickenshit!

Open up!

I knew you'd come for the money.

Where the fuck is it?

Where is it?!

Ov-over there.

Ov-over there, where?

Under the pillow.

Pray for me, asshole.

Sucker!

All in coke.

That's some cash!

- I'll set you up real nice.
- Great.

Here.

What can I get for this?

You nuts?

To swap for more coke.

Let me see that.

Look at this shit.

All rusty.

If you shoot someone with this

they'll need a tetanus shot.

Put it away and beat it.

- Sorry about that.
- Get moving!

I'm watching you.

There's a guy with a gun
on that bus.

- That one?
- Yes.

There he is!

Hands on your head!

Come out!

Everybody quiet or I'll shoot!

Look straight ahead!

I'm gonna be late.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm telling my boss
I'll be late.

- I'm talking to the robber.
- Robber my ass!

Nobody move!

Everybody quiet!

Call for backup!

She's gonna die!

You! Come here.

Over there!

- Can you drive?
- Not a bus.

Figure it out dammit!

- What's in the bag?
- Books, I'm a student.

Beat it.
You'll be late for school.

- Anyone hurt inside?
- No.

Keep it cool.

Can you drive a bus?

No, I can't. Please, let me out.
I have a son to raise.

Tell them to clear the way.
I'm driving.

If they follow us,
I'll kill everyone.

Beat it!

- Hands on your head!
- I'm innocent.

Let me see your bag.

Look at that!

Because he's black,
they think he's a thief.

He's a decent man.

Everybody, quiet.
I'm not fucking around.

We are live from Jardim Botanico St.,
in Rio de Janeiro.

Hurry, bitch.

Listen up, guys!

I'm no wuss.

This ain't no action movie!

- Take it easy.
- My ass!

I'm Captain Souza.
Can we talk?

There?s no talking here.

Alright, can I call you S?rgio?

Can I call you a pussy?

We won't get anywhere like this.

- Release the girl.
- Fuck off!

I want one thousand reals,
a grenade and a driver.

I'm here to help you,
but I need your help too.

Release the girl so
we can settle this.

Give him what he wants! Please!

For God's sake!

- You're hurting the girl!
- Fuck it!

- Is the ambulance here?
- Yes.

- What about the chief?
- He's on his way.

You should've asked for a lot more.

What can you do with
one thousand reals?

Open your purse.

Do it, dammit!

You got any lipstick?

HE'S GOING TO KILL
EVERYONE AT 7 PM

The stars are staring at me!

Gotta kill them all!

I'm hungry for chips!

You know whose fault this is?
The glass that broke.

Why'd it have to break?

Soninha didn't marry me!

She likes those bastards
from Copacabana!

Copacabana is a pile of shit.

Leave the bus with us around you.

They'll kill me.

They would've killed you when
you stuck your head out.

They're lousy shots.

It's an election year,
nobody is gonna kill you.

You know who's
the biggest victim in this?

- Who's that?
- You.

What time is it?

- 5 to 7.
- Come with me.

Call Aunt Walquiria
from the Candelaria.

Shoot him!

You'll pay
for killing my buddies.

You think I'm joking?
I want a rifle, a grenade.

Is that Ale from the Candelaria?

This ain't no action movie.

It's him.

Aunt Walquiria, hurry!

It's Ale on TV.

Release the girl
so we can help you.

I'm not bluffing!

You wanna see her covered
in blood?

Then watch this!

Count with me. One,

two, three!

You suckers!

I said I was gonna kill her!

The kidnapper has just killed
a hostage!

The negotiations failed.

He asked for a grenade
and a thousand reals.

Step back.

He says he'll kill everybody
unless his demands are met.

- Are you OK?
- I'm fine.

I told you, pigs!

Assholes!

You suckers!

I have to pee.

Shut up or I'll really kill you.

Mister please.

My mother isn't well.

She has diabetes and is going
to die if you don't release us.

- Is she your mother?
- Yes.

You love her?

I do.

Take care of her and she'll
take care of you.

I don't wanna hurt anybody.

You can leave.

Go. Beat it!

God bless you.
What's your name so I...

Name?!
What the hell's her name?

- Answer me!
- Jacira, son.

God be with you, Jacira. Go!

Help her, asshole!

You stay.

I have a son,
please let me go!

You're a liar!

- It's true!
- My ass!

You make up a son
like you make up a mother?

Shit!

I'm his mother. Let me pass.

Nobody can pass.

I can help, please.

Let's take a walk.

Shit!

He's coming out.

Step down!

- Be careful.
- Back off!

Move back, or I'll blow
her head off.

Lynch him!

Stay back!

Let's kill him!

Murderer!

- Let go of the gun!
- Calm down.

He killed the girl!

Let me go!

You son of a bitch!
Get off me.

Beat him up!

Lynch him!

Kill the fucker!

He has to die!

Skin him alive!

Clear the way!

My son!

Lynch! Lynch!

- Handcuff him.
- We have no handcuffs.

Get off me!

Hold the bastard!

Motherfuckers!

Hold him down!

Shitface, faggots!

Hold him tight!

Fuck off!

Tighter!

This country needs
the death penalty!

He deserves to die.

My nephew.

Sorry, I didn't mean it.

Your son was my friend.

We had the same name.

I told him

he had forgotten the
first half of his name.

My name is Alessandro.