Narcoworld: Dope Stories (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Bullet Against Bullet - full transcript
In the poorest areas of Rio de Janeiro, elite teams of police officers risk their lives fighting brutal drug gangs with nothing to lose.
Cocaine for R$5, marijuana for R$5.
All the favelas under the red sign.
You know what that means?
The whole thing will be red, all red!
We are Third Command.
We recently took over this favela
and enemies want to invade.
Two gang members died
after the confrontation.
Rio de Janeiro is in a state of urban war.
If we die today, tomorrow there’ll be
over a hundred replacing us.
Here,
choose from here. Here’s your change.
Rio de Janeiro is quite peculiar,
in that it has areas which the State
struggles to reach...
which we call "favela".
The criminal gangs dominate
these neighborhoods
and set up outlets for the drug trade.
They are constantly attempting
to seize each other’s territory.
In the favela...
we go in the direction of the gunshots.
We move towards them.
Luiz Bastos and the C.O.R.E Team
are ramping up their favela training.
But the mood is somber.
Recently, we lost our friend.
He was shot on patrol.
He died in hospital on Father's day.
He had a six year old son.
It hurts a lot because...
a piece of us is gone.
In less than 12 hours,
the team will raid a favela
controlled by Rio’s most powerful
drug gang,
the Red Command.
He ran down there to the left.
Come, come, come!
Search him!
Hands on your head!
- Keep moving forward!
- He's clean.
Okay.
We get very close,
we mainly do things together.
We go to each other’s houses.
Because going out,
being on the streets, in bars,
is very risky for us.
So we try to stick together.
In Rio, the cops
may rule the day,
but at night, it's a different story.
COPS WILL DIE
Cocaine for R$5,
marijuana for R$5.
Cocaine for R$5. Get it here!
Here, the Red Command’s control
is so complete,
their drug market or "Bocas"
operate in plain sight.
- I want four R$5 bags.
- Four?
Here, choose from here.
Here’s your change.
Marcos deals
for the Red Command.
I started working when I was 12.
Now... I’m 18.
We are Red Command for life,
and that’s how it is.
I got marijuana for R$5.
Marijuana for R$20.
And cocaine for R$5.
That’s what I do,
I sell my drugs and cash in.
I really like working in the drug trade...
and I like cash in my pocket.
In one day, I make R$450- 500.
That’s my money after my shift.
In just two days,
Marcos makes what a Brazilian
on minimum wage earns in an entire month.
It’s always busy every day,
at night it’s busy.
Many addicts.
But a boca this busy brings
extra heat down on the whole favela.
The police
are everywhere, everywhere we go.
There's too much repression.
We try to avoid them any way we can.
We’re in a game of cat and mouse.
Bruno oversees a mobile
coke lab that supplies the boca.
Everyone has a job here.
He counts them out. He ties them up.
I’m the chemist who mixes the drugs.
His team breaks down
kilos of coke to cut with baking soda.
We turn it into 2-2.5kg.
Then we get more profit.
We’re going to package it up.
Put it all in the bag, tie it up,
deliver it to the dealers
who will sell it
and then bring us the money.
♪ Don't chase money, make money ♪
♪ I'm a hustler ♪
♪ And you're not a fanboy,
you're a customer ♪
♪ Never stand in another man's shadow ♪
♪ Place my own trail,
I'm not afraid to fail ♪
♪ I'm a leader ♪
This is what we like, money.
Bruno and his team each make
500 to 600 Reals a day.
That’s 130 to 160 US dollars.
The state doesn’t feed
our children or help us at all.
The drug trade came, put its arms
around me, got rid of my hunger,
my family’s hunger.
- It never stops.
- Never.
In this favela alone,
three thousand residents
are controlled by 200 gang members...
each armed and funded by money
made in the bocas.
Blow for 5 reals, weed for 5 reals!
Come get it! Here, kid!
There are five bocas here.
The most profitable drug is cocaine.
It’s what keeps the business going.
As the favela's general manager,
Alef is in charge of all five bocas.
If sales are good, I generally make
R$7,000- 8,000 a week.
You start in a low position.
Then you get promoted.
You start off as a lookout,
then as a dealer.
If you do an OK job,
you become a boca manager.
If you still do an OK job,
general manager.
The Red Command uses
the gang structure
to create an iron clad base
for their drug operations.
And this isn’t their only favela.
Of the 1,000 favelas in Rio,
around 600 are controlled
by the Red Command,
making them a serious threat
to the state itself.
We are against this state,
and the state may want to reclaim
the location at any moment.
We are at risk 24 hours a day,
because the police
can get in at any moment.
If they break in, we shoot them.
So we fight fire with fire.
♪ You better kill me first ♪
♪ Before I silence these words
Lay me in the earth ♪
♪ You better kill me first ♪
To guard their turf,
the Red Command deploys a legion
of heavily armed foot soldiers.
It’s all gonna be CV!
All the favelas
under the Red Command symbol.
You know what that means?
We want the whole thing to be red,
all red!
Soldiers like Ze defend
the gang’s territory with their lives.
My job is not letting the enemies
get close to our friends.
If they do, shit gets real.
Bullet against bullet.
This is for them! Check it out!
Packed with bullets! Loads of bullets!
Ze is used to shoot-outs
with rival gangs,
but he has a special contempt for cops.
Cowardice is
the worst thing there is.
The police come here and kill you
in a cowardly way.
I’ve carried friends in my arms.
So many things, you know?
They’re cowards!
So tell them to drop by.
We’re heavily armed and ready for them.
The gang’s vast firepower
makes their favelas a no-go zone
for all but the toughest of Rio’s police.
We are going to Bandeira 2 favela
to serve the arrest warrants
and try to find the drug dealers.
Luiz Bastos
and his C.O.R.E Team are about
to raid a Red Command favela.
Because of its location
next to key transportation links,
Bandeira 2 makes big drug profits
for the gang.
We are attempting to surround them
at the drug sales point.
We could meet with a lot of resistance.
The team is heading
into a viper’s nest.
They move block by block
checking for gang members.
f you stand still, you will be shot at.
We don’t stop,
we keep moving all the time.
That’s the patrol’s technique.
A second team
is circling around the back
to stop anyone from escaping.
Stop there, stop there!
Go, go, go, get him!
Go after him, get his rucksack.
This way, this way.
Come over here.
Don’t run!
Back at the favela’s entrance,
the first team finds
an abandoned cell phone
and drug paraphernalia.
Hands against the wall.
To the other side.
No.
Step back, step back.
So far, no drugs.
Frog, do you copy?
Go ahead.
Do you copy?
We’ve secured the area.
And the favela is eerily quiet.
When the police enters over there,
the gang members
pass through this hole here.
They go past the train tracks,
along that wall and all the way down.
until they reach another favela opposite.
The gang has melted away.
But like dogs, they’ve sprayed the walls
to mark their turf,
and the Red Command symbol,
CV, is everywhere.
Luiz and his team must head deeper
into the favela.
Finally, they reach their prime objective,
the main boca.
But it's deserted.
Then, a lucky find.
The boca’s account book
containing details of recent sales.
With the area secured,
they start to dismantle the boca.
From their point of view,
it’s strategically located.
They put a team over there
and another one there,
watching everything,
so they can choose their escape route
this way or that.
Where are you?
I’m by the boca entrance.
Shall we go take a look?
Let’s go check it out.
Red Command spotters
have been seen on the rooftops.
Wary of snipers,
Luiz and his men need to get
to a vantage point.
Where is your door? Where is your door?
Is it possible to reach the rooftop
from your house?
No, you have to go there.
- Can I take a look inside?
- Go ahead.
I want to get on the roof, is it this way?
Yes, go straight up.
By the time the cops
finally make it up,
there’s no-one around.
They have no choice
but to leave...
empty handed.
♪ They said we could be heroes ♪
♪ Save the world from itself ♪
♪ But we're the ones dyin' ♪
♪ For a place upon the shelf ♪
Normally, that doesn’t happen.
We usually catch something.
We find things, there’s a confrontation.
When nothing happens, we get frustrated.
As soon as we turn our backs,
they return to the same place.
They must be back by now.
And while the police target
the Red Command,
Rio’s other drug gangs only grow stronger.
The T.C.P., or Pure Third Command,
is Rio’s second most powerful gang,
and with 200 of their own favelas,
they’re on the rise.
We are the Third Command.
We are enemies of Red Command.
We recently took over this favela,
and enemies want to invade.
T.C.P. boss, Jackson,
has just taken over a Red Command favela.
Since I have the opportunity
and enough money to invade another favela
and double my money and get a better life,
I’m gonna try to do that.
Who doesn’t want a better life?
But his new turf
has come at a price.
Unfortunately, we always lose
a friend or two in this war.
So when you die in the war,
you die doing your duty.
The most intelligent, the quickest,
always survive.
To get where I am,
I’ve had to do a lot of things,
otherwise you lose control
of the community.
I’ve had to kill rival gang members.
The more shoot-outs I got into
with the police, the more rivals I shot,
the more I grew and grew,
until one day, I realized I was in charge.
Money is what makes all this happen.
There’s no other name for it.
It is the money.
It turns you into a monster.
Jackson knows the Red Command
could retaliate at any time.
It’s a war that will never end.
The drugs are what make it happen.
They bring in the money to buy the weapons
and keep the war going.
To secure this new turf,
Jackson needs to get the bocas
up and running...
and that means getting hold of more drugs.
I got ten kilos
of cocaine here
and several kilos of marijuana.
Piloto drives for Rio’s gangs.
I transport whatever is necessary...
weapons, drugs.
I’m an independent.
I’m not tied to anyone.
Tonight,
he’s on the T.C.P’s payroll.
I’m taking cocaine,
powder worth over R$100,000
to a client who is in need.
He’s running the gauntlet
from São Paulo along the Dutra highway
to Jackson’s favela in Rio.
I prefer to travel earlier
with a bit more traffic
so that I’m less likely
to be stopped by the police.
This journey will earn Piloto
over $1,000...
if he makes it.
But there’s a Federal police checkpoint
right in his path.
What are you transporting?
- It's empty.
- Oh, it's empty?
If I were caught,
I would get sentenced
to ten to 15 years in prison.
That's always scary.
Today, the cops are
on high alert.
But there’s no turning back.
You have to keep cool.
Not get stressed over little things.
And stay lucky.
That’s the main thing.
Where are you coming from?
You're heading to Rio?
Just open the trunk please,
turn off the engine step out of the car.
At a checkpoint like this,
police stop dozens of drivers.
Great, all good.
Thanks a lot. Have a good journey.
But not Piloto.
Not today.
♪ Oh, you'll never know ♪
♪ When the judge will come
to take your soul ♪
Sup, bro. I’ve got the cargo
with me. I’ll see you tonight, all right?
When I’m transporting people
and we come face to face
with a police car or a checkpoint,
these guys might shoot
to avoid getting caught
and the police would certainly shoot back.
Getting caught is the lesser evil,
getting killed is the worse.
♪ You sang the devil's song ♪
♪ But the devil himself wouldn't
sing along ♪
♪ So hide, baby, hide ♪
♪ 'Til justice comes to take you home ♪
Piloto finally arrives
with the drugs.
Sup, bro?
You good?
But Jackson has
another job for him.
Hey, I've got a mission for you.
I want to send some stuff with you.
I'm sending these two pistols
as reinforcement
for our friends over there.
I’m going to send these two grenades
as well to make them stronger.
The Red Command is attacking
a T.C.P. favela,
and Jackson is sending Piloto
with some extra hardware.
There’s an invasion happening.
The gang got together,
and everyone is sending something
over there to help it keep going.
The gang is all about unity.
Meanwhile,
thanks to Piloto’s coke,
Jackson can reopen the boca.
That's it. That's it. Correct.
Crack, the best crack in Rio.
You have to buy rifles.
With the money you make,
you buy one kilo of cocaine,
one kilo of marijuana
to get the cash flowing.
And that’s the way it goes,
you have to keep growing.
It’s Maicon’s job
to get the drug money flowing in.
R$5 crack bag?
I can’t let the boca run dry.
R$20 of marijuana.
Each boca in the favela
is making R$100,000.
All of them together
bring in one million Reals a week.
But reopening the boca
leaves them exposed.
The Red Command could hit back
at any time.
There are lookouts all over the hill.
There’s a motorbike
going down your way.
No problem.
Everything’s in order, total peace.
Grilo is part of the boca’s
early warning system.
When I see a car from up here,
I radio the information over
to the other guy down there.
So they are ready and waiting for it.
We do the same thing
at every access route into the favela.
Jackson has the entire crew
on high alert.
Each favela belongs to a boss.
He owns the bocas
and he issues his commands.
We must obey them.
A mistake can cost us our lives.
The punishment is death.
If you screw up, you die.
What’s the view
from up there?
Up here there’s nothing going on.
Everything’s peaceful up here.
Everything calm,
the view is clear.
You bet.
The C.O.R.E Team
has been tasked with a new mission,
to take on the growing might of the T.C.P.
The moment we get out
of the armored truck,
we’re going straight in.
Their target: two gang members
who live in the T.C.P. favela
in the Japeri district
on the outskirts of Rio.
Close to the Dutra Highway,
it’s a major drug hub for the whole city.
Luiz and his team are approaching
the favela from the rear,
and they’ve called in air support.
There’s a boca here, they left motorbikes.
The team has caught
the boca’s security off guard.
They left everything here, even food.
Their motorbikes, stolen,
no license plates.
There’s a trail of clues
all over the area.
Is that a rifle bullet?
It’s one of those tracer bullets.
They must be nearby.
They must be over there, let’s go and see.
A rifle magazine? Which type?
AR 10. AR 10.
It’s the thugs’.
The helicopter has spotted
two suspects
escaping into a nearby house.
Did you find more stuff? Huh?
Is there anyone inside?
Did a guy come in here?
Move outside.
- Is it him?
- No, not me.
There's someone in there.
Two armed gang members
have already been shot
in an exchange of fire.
The police turn off the cameras
and rush them to the hospital.
But it’s too late.
Both drug dealers died
after the confrontation.
They’re not the men they’re after,
but they were wanted.
We seized two 9mm pistols,
four rifle carriers,
more communication equipment.
Every bullet that’s taken
off the street
is potentially a life saved.
But for the cops,
it’s just another hollow victory
in Rio’s never-ending drug war.
I’m aware
that we will never solve
the problem with gunshots.
We should reach out to the children
who were born in the favelas,
so they grow up to realize
that drug dealers
are neither superheroes
nor role models for them.
In this life,
it’s easy to get women,
money, parties, cars, motorbikes.
Like it or not,
these are things that are cursed.
I want to save up
as much money as I can
and quit before anybody finds out.
This is not the life
I want to lead until I die.
We die today,
tomorrow a hundred more will replace us.
It never stops.
Never.
We have to resolve the situation.
We’re the last resort.
♪ Living on the front line
Struggle's all I know ♪
♪ Working hard to get mine
And never letting go ♪
♪ Burn it up got the fire in me
No one's stopping my victory ♪
♪ No dropping me to the ground
Cuz it's going down, undefeated ♪
All the favelas under the red sign.
You know what that means?
The whole thing will be red, all red!
We are Third Command.
We recently took over this favela
and enemies want to invade.
Two gang members died
after the confrontation.
Rio de Janeiro is in a state of urban war.
If we die today, tomorrow there’ll be
over a hundred replacing us.
Here,
choose from here. Here’s your change.
Rio de Janeiro is quite peculiar,
in that it has areas which the State
struggles to reach...
which we call "favela".
The criminal gangs dominate
these neighborhoods
and set up outlets for the drug trade.
They are constantly attempting
to seize each other’s territory.
In the favela...
we go in the direction of the gunshots.
We move towards them.
Luiz Bastos and the C.O.R.E Team
are ramping up their favela training.
But the mood is somber.
Recently, we lost our friend.
He was shot on patrol.
He died in hospital on Father's day.
He had a six year old son.
It hurts a lot because...
a piece of us is gone.
In less than 12 hours,
the team will raid a favela
controlled by Rio’s most powerful
drug gang,
the Red Command.
He ran down there to the left.
Come, come, come!
Search him!
Hands on your head!
- Keep moving forward!
- He's clean.
Okay.
We get very close,
we mainly do things together.
We go to each other’s houses.
Because going out,
being on the streets, in bars,
is very risky for us.
So we try to stick together.
In Rio, the cops
may rule the day,
but at night, it's a different story.
COPS WILL DIE
Cocaine for R$5,
marijuana for R$5.
Cocaine for R$5. Get it here!
Here, the Red Command’s control
is so complete,
their drug market or "Bocas"
operate in plain sight.
- I want four R$5 bags.
- Four?
Here, choose from here.
Here’s your change.
Marcos deals
for the Red Command.
I started working when I was 12.
Now... I’m 18.
We are Red Command for life,
and that’s how it is.
I got marijuana for R$5.
Marijuana for R$20.
And cocaine for R$5.
That’s what I do,
I sell my drugs and cash in.
I really like working in the drug trade...
and I like cash in my pocket.
In one day, I make R$450- 500.
That’s my money after my shift.
In just two days,
Marcos makes what a Brazilian
on minimum wage earns in an entire month.
It’s always busy every day,
at night it’s busy.
Many addicts.
But a boca this busy brings
extra heat down on the whole favela.
The police
are everywhere, everywhere we go.
There's too much repression.
We try to avoid them any way we can.
We’re in a game of cat and mouse.
Bruno oversees a mobile
coke lab that supplies the boca.
Everyone has a job here.
He counts them out. He ties them up.
I’m the chemist who mixes the drugs.
His team breaks down
kilos of coke to cut with baking soda.
We turn it into 2-2.5kg.
Then we get more profit.
We’re going to package it up.
Put it all in the bag, tie it up,
deliver it to the dealers
who will sell it
and then bring us the money.
♪ Don't chase money, make money ♪
♪ I'm a hustler ♪
♪ And you're not a fanboy,
you're a customer ♪
♪ Never stand in another man's shadow ♪
♪ Place my own trail,
I'm not afraid to fail ♪
♪ I'm a leader ♪
This is what we like, money.
Bruno and his team each make
500 to 600 Reals a day.
That’s 130 to 160 US dollars.
The state doesn’t feed
our children or help us at all.
The drug trade came, put its arms
around me, got rid of my hunger,
my family’s hunger.
- It never stops.
- Never.
In this favela alone,
three thousand residents
are controlled by 200 gang members...
each armed and funded by money
made in the bocas.
Blow for 5 reals, weed for 5 reals!
Come get it! Here, kid!
There are five bocas here.
The most profitable drug is cocaine.
It’s what keeps the business going.
As the favela's general manager,
Alef is in charge of all five bocas.
If sales are good, I generally make
R$7,000- 8,000 a week.
You start in a low position.
Then you get promoted.
You start off as a lookout,
then as a dealer.
If you do an OK job,
you become a boca manager.
If you still do an OK job,
general manager.
The Red Command uses
the gang structure
to create an iron clad base
for their drug operations.
And this isn’t their only favela.
Of the 1,000 favelas in Rio,
around 600 are controlled
by the Red Command,
making them a serious threat
to the state itself.
We are against this state,
and the state may want to reclaim
the location at any moment.
We are at risk 24 hours a day,
because the police
can get in at any moment.
If they break in, we shoot them.
So we fight fire with fire.
♪ You better kill me first ♪
♪ Before I silence these words
Lay me in the earth ♪
♪ You better kill me first ♪
To guard their turf,
the Red Command deploys a legion
of heavily armed foot soldiers.
It’s all gonna be CV!
All the favelas
under the Red Command symbol.
You know what that means?
We want the whole thing to be red,
all red!
Soldiers like Ze defend
the gang’s territory with their lives.
My job is not letting the enemies
get close to our friends.
If they do, shit gets real.
Bullet against bullet.
This is for them! Check it out!
Packed with bullets! Loads of bullets!
Ze is used to shoot-outs
with rival gangs,
but he has a special contempt for cops.
Cowardice is
the worst thing there is.
The police come here and kill you
in a cowardly way.
I’ve carried friends in my arms.
So many things, you know?
They’re cowards!
So tell them to drop by.
We’re heavily armed and ready for them.
The gang’s vast firepower
makes their favelas a no-go zone
for all but the toughest of Rio’s police.
We are going to Bandeira 2 favela
to serve the arrest warrants
and try to find the drug dealers.
Luiz Bastos
and his C.O.R.E Team are about
to raid a Red Command favela.
Because of its location
next to key transportation links,
Bandeira 2 makes big drug profits
for the gang.
We are attempting to surround them
at the drug sales point.
We could meet with a lot of resistance.
The team is heading
into a viper’s nest.
They move block by block
checking for gang members.
f you stand still, you will be shot at.
We don’t stop,
we keep moving all the time.
That’s the patrol’s technique.
A second team
is circling around the back
to stop anyone from escaping.
Stop there, stop there!
Go, go, go, get him!
Go after him, get his rucksack.
This way, this way.
Come over here.
Don’t run!
Back at the favela’s entrance,
the first team finds
an abandoned cell phone
and drug paraphernalia.
Hands against the wall.
To the other side.
No.
Step back, step back.
So far, no drugs.
Frog, do you copy?
Go ahead.
Do you copy?
We’ve secured the area.
And the favela is eerily quiet.
When the police enters over there,
the gang members
pass through this hole here.
They go past the train tracks,
along that wall and all the way down.
until they reach another favela opposite.
The gang has melted away.
But like dogs, they’ve sprayed the walls
to mark their turf,
and the Red Command symbol,
CV, is everywhere.
Luiz and his team must head deeper
into the favela.
Finally, they reach their prime objective,
the main boca.
But it's deserted.
Then, a lucky find.
The boca’s account book
containing details of recent sales.
With the area secured,
they start to dismantle the boca.
From their point of view,
it’s strategically located.
They put a team over there
and another one there,
watching everything,
so they can choose their escape route
this way or that.
Where are you?
I’m by the boca entrance.
Shall we go take a look?
Let’s go check it out.
Red Command spotters
have been seen on the rooftops.
Wary of snipers,
Luiz and his men need to get
to a vantage point.
Where is your door? Where is your door?
Is it possible to reach the rooftop
from your house?
No, you have to go there.
- Can I take a look inside?
- Go ahead.
I want to get on the roof, is it this way?
Yes, go straight up.
By the time the cops
finally make it up,
there’s no-one around.
They have no choice
but to leave...
empty handed.
♪ They said we could be heroes ♪
♪ Save the world from itself ♪
♪ But we're the ones dyin' ♪
♪ For a place upon the shelf ♪
Normally, that doesn’t happen.
We usually catch something.
We find things, there’s a confrontation.
When nothing happens, we get frustrated.
As soon as we turn our backs,
they return to the same place.
They must be back by now.
And while the police target
the Red Command,
Rio’s other drug gangs only grow stronger.
The T.C.P., or Pure Third Command,
is Rio’s second most powerful gang,
and with 200 of their own favelas,
they’re on the rise.
We are the Third Command.
We are enemies of Red Command.
We recently took over this favela,
and enemies want to invade.
T.C.P. boss, Jackson,
has just taken over a Red Command favela.
Since I have the opportunity
and enough money to invade another favela
and double my money and get a better life,
I’m gonna try to do that.
Who doesn’t want a better life?
But his new turf
has come at a price.
Unfortunately, we always lose
a friend or two in this war.
So when you die in the war,
you die doing your duty.
The most intelligent, the quickest,
always survive.
To get where I am,
I’ve had to do a lot of things,
otherwise you lose control
of the community.
I’ve had to kill rival gang members.
The more shoot-outs I got into
with the police, the more rivals I shot,
the more I grew and grew,
until one day, I realized I was in charge.
Money is what makes all this happen.
There’s no other name for it.
It is the money.
It turns you into a monster.
Jackson knows the Red Command
could retaliate at any time.
It’s a war that will never end.
The drugs are what make it happen.
They bring in the money to buy the weapons
and keep the war going.
To secure this new turf,
Jackson needs to get the bocas
up and running...
and that means getting hold of more drugs.
I got ten kilos
of cocaine here
and several kilos of marijuana.
Piloto drives for Rio’s gangs.
I transport whatever is necessary...
weapons, drugs.
I’m an independent.
I’m not tied to anyone.
Tonight,
he’s on the T.C.P’s payroll.
I’m taking cocaine,
powder worth over R$100,000
to a client who is in need.
He’s running the gauntlet
from São Paulo along the Dutra highway
to Jackson’s favela in Rio.
I prefer to travel earlier
with a bit more traffic
so that I’m less likely
to be stopped by the police.
This journey will earn Piloto
over $1,000...
if he makes it.
But there’s a Federal police checkpoint
right in his path.
What are you transporting?
- It's empty.
- Oh, it's empty?
If I were caught,
I would get sentenced
to ten to 15 years in prison.
That's always scary.
Today, the cops are
on high alert.
But there’s no turning back.
You have to keep cool.
Not get stressed over little things.
And stay lucky.
That’s the main thing.
Where are you coming from?
You're heading to Rio?
Just open the trunk please,
turn off the engine step out of the car.
At a checkpoint like this,
police stop dozens of drivers.
Great, all good.
Thanks a lot. Have a good journey.
But not Piloto.
Not today.
♪ Oh, you'll never know ♪
♪ When the judge will come
to take your soul ♪
Sup, bro. I’ve got the cargo
with me. I’ll see you tonight, all right?
When I’m transporting people
and we come face to face
with a police car or a checkpoint,
these guys might shoot
to avoid getting caught
and the police would certainly shoot back.
Getting caught is the lesser evil,
getting killed is the worse.
♪ You sang the devil's song ♪
♪ But the devil himself wouldn't
sing along ♪
♪ So hide, baby, hide ♪
♪ 'Til justice comes to take you home ♪
Piloto finally arrives
with the drugs.
Sup, bro?
You good?
But Jackson has
another job for him.
Hey, I've got a mission for you.
I want to send some stuff with you.
I'm sending these two pistols
as reinforcement
for our friends over there.
I’m going to send these two grenades
as well to make them stronger.
The Red Command is attacking
a T.C.P. favela,
and Jackson is sending Piloto
with some extra hardware.
There’s an invasion happening.
The gang got together,
and everyone is sending something
over there to help it keep going.
The gang is all about unity.
Meanwhile,
thanks to Piloto’s coke,
Jackson can reopen the boca.
That's it. That's it. Correct.
Crack, the best crack in Rio.
You have to buy rifles.
With the money you make,
you buy one kilo of cocaine,
one kilo of marijuana
to get the cash flowing.
And that’s the way it goes,
you have to keep growing.
It’s Maicon’s job
to get the drug money flowing in.
R$5 crack bag?
I can’t let the boca run dry.
R$20 of marijuana.
Each boca in the favela
is making R$100,000.
All of them together
bring in one million Reals a week.
But reopening the boca
leaves them exposed.
The Red Command could hit back
at any time.
There are lookouts all over the hill.
There’s a motorbike
going down your way.
No problem.
Everything’s in order, total peace.
Grilo is part of the boca’s
early warning system.
When I see a car from up here,
I radio the information over
to the other guy down there.
So they are ready and waiting for it.
We do the same thing
at every access route into the favela.
Jackson has the entire crew
on high alert.
Each favela belongs to a boss.
He owns the bocas
and he issues his commands.
We must obey them.
A mistake can cost us our lives.
The punishment is death.
If you screw up, you die.
What’s the view
from up there?
Up here there’s nothing going on.
Everything’s peaceful up here.
Everything calm,
the view is clear.
You bet.
The C.O.R.E Team
has been tasked with a new mission,
to take on the growing might of the T.C.P.
The moment we get out
of the armored truck,
we’re going straight in.
Their target: two gang members
who live in the T.C.P. favela
in the Japeri district
on the outskirts of Rio.
Close to the Dutra Highway,
it’s a major drug hub for the whole city.
Luiz and his team are approaching
the favela from the rear,
and they’ve called in air support.
There’s a boca here, they left motorbikes.
The team has caught
the boca’s security off guard.
They left everything here, even food.
Their motorbikes, stolen,
no license plates.
There’s a trail of clues
all over the area.
Is that a rifle bullet?
It’s one of those tracer bullets.
They must be nearby.
They must be over there, let’s go and see.
A rifle magazine? Which type?
AR 10. AR 10.
It’s the thugs’.
The helicopter has spotted
two suspects
escaping into a nearby house.
Did you find more stuff? Huh?
Is there anyone inside?
Did a guy come in here?
Move outside.
- Is it him?
- No, not me.
There's someone in there.
Two armed gang members
have already been shot
in an exchange of fire.
The police turn off the cameras
and rush them to the hospital.
But it’s too late.
Both drug dealers died
after the confrontation.
They’re not the men they’re after,
but they were wanted.
We seized two 9mm pistols,
four rifle carriers,
more communication equipment.
Every bullet that’s taken
off the street
is potentially a life saved.
But for the cops,
it’s just another hollow victory
in Rio’s never-ending drug war.
I’m aware
that we will never solve
the problem with gunshots.
We should reach out to the children
who were born in the favelas,
so they grow up to realize
that drug dealers
are neither superheroes
nor role models for them.
In this life,
it’s easy to get women,
money, parties, cars, motorbikes.
Like it or not,
these are things that are cursed.
I want to save up
as much money as I can
and quit before anybody finds out.
This is not the life
I want to lead until I die.
We die today,
tomorrow a hundred more will replace us.
It never stops.
Never.
We have to resolve the situation.
We’re the last resort.
♪ Living on the front line
Struggle's all I know ♪
♪ Working hard to get mine
And never letting go ♪
♪ Burn it up got the fire in me
No one's stopping my victory ♪
♪ No dropping me to the ground
Cuz it's going down, undefeated ♪