PONTA PORÃ BRAZIL - PARAGUAY BORDER
Fuckin' A, Santos. This is taking too fuckin' long.
We'll leave in 60, okay?
30% chance it's an ambush?
Nah. I'd say 40.
More like 80.
What?
Come on! Go, go, go, go, go! Fuck!
Oh fuck!
Go, damn it!
Fuck, Benício. It's a dead end. We gotta go on foot.
Go! I'll cover you!
Wait, Benício!
Come on!
I'll go that way.
Go, go, go.
Come on, let's go, let's--
We're gonna run.
Hold on, man.
Let's go, yeah? Let's go down here.
Hold on to me, damn it.
We'll have to make a run for it.
Search the river!
Keep up! Keep going!
Hey, hey!
Hey! What the fuck is that?
They fuckin' shot me with a rifle, man. If they find me, they'll torture me.
I don't wanna give 'em the opportunity.
Gimme the gun. Give it to me, man.
You think I'd just fuckin' leave you?
You're outta your mind.
It'd be much easier for you without me, bro.
What about Samuel?
What would I tell him? Hmm?
-Samuel's better off without me, man. -Nah. Like hell he is!
Your son loves you more than anything.
You know that, don't you?
And you're gonna survive.
You're gonna live for him.
Think of your son. Think of your son, damn it.
Over here, over here!
Hold on to me.
ARMORED CAR ROBBERY
SOULLESS
ORGANIZATION
BODY OF CRIME
EPISODE 4 CONVOY
Oh. How did you know? They're my favorite.
CIVILIAN POLICE CORRUPTION
"Exposed by Foz Federal Police."
That headline could've been a lot different.
And it would've been your fault.
Mommy, look who woke up!
-Oh, my love. -Look who it is.
Oh yeah! Hi, Mommy.
-Oh, my love. Take it easy, okay? -Put her next to me.
You know what the doctor said.
-Mm-hm. -Take it easy.
Or your internal stitches could break.
-Yeah. Got it. -Yeah.
What's up, huh?
-Oh my goodness! -Yeah?
-Oh, look how strong Mommy is. -Oh, my baby!
-Hi, love. -You see that?
-Hi, baby. -Mm-hmm!
-Come here, little one. -Lie down like this.
-Oh, such a big girl. -Right here, my love.
Look, I know you hate it, but you're gonna have to take it slow for a while.
Just being here with Ayhu,
and with you…
I really thank God for it.
Ah, that must be Rossi.
Hey, Chief.
For you.
What am I gonna do with those?
-I'll just leave them here. -Appreciate it.
So, how are you?
Let's just say it hasn't been the best day of my life. Mmm.
How's Benício? Is he okay?
He's the same. He's outside smoking.
He doesn't smoke.
Close the door.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
We gotta be quiet and take shelter here.
Everyone sees everything in small towns.
Later on, we'll go to the warehouse.
You get me, cuz?
This ain't my first rodeo.
Our friend Roleta, Oxalá rest his soul, always had me organize everything.
So don't worry, bro, I got this.
Let's go, move! Go on.
Sit there.
Hey, asshole.
I don't want any fuckin' around.
Not with the family, and not with him.
Got it, bro?
Understood.
Here's the deal, boss. You're gonna give us the password.
And then you're gonna call in sick
while we all stay here and tell you our plan, okay?
Tomorrow, you go to work like usual.
Sir.
What about my family?
You can look at me.
Your family will be here.
If you cooperate, they won't be harmed.
You fuck up, you know what happens.
-Hey, Rossi. -Suellen asked about you.
Yeah, I meant to tell you, I called her and she said she was fine,
so I decided to get back to work.
Right. That's good.
HISTORY
YESTERDAY -THURSDAY
The Secretary of National Public Security called me.
BANKS LOANDA POLICE STATION
He congratulated us on the investigation.
I promised we'd do everything we could to stop the next heist.
So I'll allow you to continue working alone, not to lose any time.
You got that?
Great decision, boss man.
You can start with Roleta's workshop.
You bet.
I'll be there in no time.
Benício, what the-
Assunção. I'm going to give you the names of three towns, all in northern Paraná.
I need you to do another of your searches for me.
Okay. May I ask what is so important?
Roleta was looking them up.
Nova Londrina, Loanda and Querência do Norte.
I assume he wasn't looking for town fairs or good places to go fishing.
No.
He was on the hunt for banks and police barracks.
I'll speak to Maringá, because they were investigating Roleta's record.
Got it. I owe you one, Professor. Thank you.
Don't fuck me over, man.
You do your part and I'll do my mine.
Everything goes well,
and I might just… delete that video of your special cargo.
Russo, this is Máscara I told you about.
What do you want?
First, let me say it's a pleasure to meet you.
Secondly, I served in the army, in the artillery.
I learnt a shitload about guns.
We've suffered some losses, and we are looking for people.
I have to check with the boss.
But here, on the border,
you fuck up and it's game over.
-That's goal! -No!
-Boys, food's up. -You can move that one.
-Help yourselves. -Move your guys!
-Go ahead, grab one. -Thank you!
-That's it. -Damn, Risada, did you just bake this?
-You know it. Thought you'd like that. -Li'l homemaker!
Okay, let's go, I wanna see who wins.
Twenty-four armored trucks with Roleta.
Only got caught once when I did one without him.
What a great guy.
Good heart, fuckin' amazing plans.
He was smart.
Those motherfucking maggots just killed him out of spite, bro.
"He who believes in me shall never die."
The plan is 100% his, brother.
Our guy will order two armored trucks and load everything from the bank vault.
So you'll be in them, then?
We'll get there when they start loadin' the trucks.
Okay. Sounds good. And how much is our cut?
Old man, how much can you get into two armored trucks?
-It's not about space-- -Don't look over here, man!
Look at the ground. Now talk.
It's not about space, how much cash you can get in.
It depends on insurance, the transport company,
the local laws--
Give me a number.
Six million? Three in each vehicle.
Six million isn't enough.
We're going to go into the bank and empty the vault, while it's open.
Nah, man, that's too risky, bro.
For something that size, the cops would be up our ass.
Roleta's plan was to load the armored trucks and get out of there.
I understand, but Roleta was killed.
And this is my plan now, right, bro?
Whoa, whoa, chill, man. We're family, we're brothers.
It's all good, bro.
So, it's just his job now, huh?
I'm out.
You afraid, son?
There's gotta be, what?
Forty million there?
Do the math for me, guy.
What's 40 million minus 60% for the Organization's cut.
-Come on! Hurry. -Sixteen million.
-Sixteen. -Fuck, Grandpa.
I told you not to look at us.
-Really not afraid of dying, are you? -Sixteen million.
To split in the family.
Have you ever seen that much with Roleta?
The bank doesn't have 40 million.
This town have another bank?
Then we'll empty 'em both.
Ah, fuckin' hell. That's crazy, man.
That's 15 more guys, three cars, tons of weapons.
You're changing the whole plan!
For 16 million, don't you have the guts to go to Maringá and get the guys for it?
Seriously, Assunção?
-Benício, are those just for him? -I owe him.
You guys datin'?
Nah.
You know Assunção is too good for me.
So up your game, man.
I was telling them about the three towns searched by Roleta.
-Mm-hm. And? -All three have potential.
Big banks collect cash from neighboring towns that don't have banks.
And they're easily reached by freeway.
So the target isn't armored vehicles like the previous attacks?
There's no way of knowing. All I know is it's one of these three towns.
Here's the thing about small towns.
The locals notice quickly if there's a lot of new comings and goings.
Usually, the perps set up in larger cities so no one gets suspicious.
The closest city to the three of these towns is Maringá.
The attacks on armored vehicles that matched Roleta's DNA
were dealt with there, by Inspector Vendramin.
She's a class act. Very competent director.
So, can I go to Maringá and talk to this Vendramin?
Just a minute.
I touched a nerve.
-You sure did. -Ohh, Assunção.
-What's the deal with Vendramin? -The protégée of Wladimir.
She has a chance at the executive director position that's opening up here.
And guess who else really wants the job?
-Who? -Ah, man.
How is that possible? Why would anyone not from here want to move to Foz do Iguaçu?
-You did, isn't that right? -Mmm.
Newbie, there are a lotta worse places to get your start.
-Actually, Little Prince. -Huh?
To graduate from the academy and come straight here,
you either have to be at the top of your class,
or get a little help, if you know what I mean.
What do you know about my life? Huh? I aced my exams.
I'm talkin' about the town. Federal Police here are the best.
So, Rossi, can I go speak to this Vendramin?
You keep me updated. Thoroughly.
Be very careful with the way you handle yourself.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Rossi.
Benício doesn't have a partner. I could go with him.
No. You're staying here.
You can't be late in the field.
Man, this punishment is ridiculous.
Shouldn't I be doing what I'm good at?
I'm supposed to be doing police work.
This is police work.
-Forensics is police work. -Okay, you know what I mean.
Police officers, they shoot.
They go on missions, you know? They don't fuck around with plastic bags.
Damn it.
-Cops investigate. -Mm-hmm.
Hey, you know what's in this bag?
Knowing you, bro, DNA.
A detonator from Proguard.
With DNA on it!
No.
-But there is a signature here. -Mmm.
Explosive experts are so specialized
that they each have their own technique.
We can connect several heists, just by the signature of the explosion.
With all due respect to your profession, dude, being in forensics,
an expert, is like having an incredibly…
-destructive motherfuckin' buzzsaw… -Come on.
…and only ever being able to read the manual, and not use it.
The buzzsaw!
Here, this was in the mansion in Paraguay, wasn't it?
-Mm-hmm. -But the saw wasn't there.
Mmm.
Makes no sense, just the manual being there.
Those guys left guns and ammunition, but took the saw.
That look in your eyes, you're thinking… that DNA's gonna be on it.
Maybe.
-Let's take a trip to Paraguay. -Okay, sure.
I'm comin' with you. Anything beats dealing with these plastic bags.
Benício's heading to Maringá.
And?
He's gonna work with Vendramin.
Mm-hmm.
Rossi knows she's your protégée.
That's all you've got for me?
What about the nutcase and the peacock? Anything to report?
I brought you here for nothing, didn't I, Moreira?
Look, sir, my hearing's comin' up.
If you could help me with the administrative process--
We can bring experts onto the scene…
-But experts are not police. -Yeah, right!
If I hadn't been there to confront the guy,
this evidence would still be in Paraguay.
-Ahh. -Look at Yuri. So strong, huh?
You were able to find a box for it? Nice.
Yeah, it's a lot. You coulda helped.
No, I was just telling the guys
how the police in Paraguay had no respect for forensics.
Yep. They hate it.
-'Scuse me, sir, do you have a minute? -Yeah.
Take a look at this. It's full of evidence that the Paraguayan police had.
It was collected after the Proguard heist, and no one told us.
This saw here,
we've already sampled it.
How did you get this?
Guilherme pulled rank, and they gave it to us.
Nice work.
Well done.
-Ooh! "Nice work, well done!" -Look at the rookie!
A pat on the back and everything.
-Oh! He seized a saw! -And the saw said, "I swear I'm innocent."
Good evening. Excuse me.
Are either of you Vendramin?
-No, sorry. -I'm not.
-Vendramin? -I was watching a movie.
-No. Sorry. -It was a dance movie.
-I can dance… -Ahem. Vendramin?
Hi, there. How you doing?
-Hi. -Inspector.
Could we speak outside for a moment?
At least you know your food won't get cold.
What the fuck is this about? Who do you think you are?
Benício Marinho, Foz do Iguaçu.
Ah, you're from Foz. A friend of Rossi.
Look, let me explain.
I don't give a fuck about who gets to be the star of the show here.
What I'm here to do is catch a motherfucker. Just one, okay?
I want access to your reports on Roleta and his gang.
They wouldn't give me access at the station.
-Obviously not. -Right, So I tried calling you.
When you didn't answer, they told me you were here.
I see. Why don't you come tomorrow morning to the station? You and I can discuss.
Uh, Inspector. Sorry.
With all due respect
to the gentleman I saw in there,
but you don't look like you're enjoying it.
Don't you wanna swap sushi for steak and beer and work on the case?
I'd rather be out with a guy, even a boring guy,
than work overtime with a rogue detective.
I knew you were bored to death!
The civilian cops that killed Roleta said he was planning the attack for next week.
When we looked at his recent search history,
there were searches for three different towns.
Nova Londrina, Loanda and Querência do Norte.
Right, I know them. Two are about two hours from here.
Roughly the same population, close to each other.
Well, with Roleta's DNA confirming that he robbed the armored trucks in this area,
I bet the gang will go through with the plan and hit one of these three towns.
I get it.
Check this out.
This gang is known for their ability to escape. You got it?
These guys just disappear.
With any heist, we block off the main streets
surrounding the site of the attack.
But we lose them on the back roads, see?
The fuckers know the area, that's for sure.
There must be somethin' we're missing in the reports.
Hmm.
Yeah.
Okay. Go on.
You can go take a look for yourself.
We've already investigated every angle.
There's always another angle.
Can I get you a beer?
Yeah, why not?
…get them off my hands.
I'll call you before I drop them off.
Bueno. Tchau.
What's up, Djeison?
Che, this is the guy I told you about. El Máscara.
Russo tells me you were in the army.
That you're a fucking badass with weapons.
That right?
That's right, patrón. I have a lotta years doin' crime--
We'll see.
You have one minute to put together that AK
and shoot that fucking lamp.
One minute.
I like these 'cause they have a lot of history.
The Vietnam War, yeah?
The Americans were pissed the M16s were always gettin' jammed on 'em.
Any increase in humidity, and they'd freeze up.
And they saw the Viet Cong's Russian AKs could handle anything you threw at them.
So, apparently, one day, a platoon came across a Viet Cong grave in the jungle.
And the Viet Cong were traditionally buried with their weapons.
32 seconds.
So, the captain told 'em to dig up those graves,
to show what these guns were made of.
When they dug 'em up, they found bones, dirt,
and AKs, crawlin' with maggots all over the fuckin' place.
Thirteen seconds.
So, then that officer picked up that AK-47,
cocked it, aimed,
Fuckin' A, Russo!
You brought me a real-life motherfucking G.I. Joe.
We're gonna need this guy soon.
We'll call you.
You got it, patrón.
Máscara, you fucking badass, man!
-And the cars they use for the attacks-- -We've never found 'em.
-They must… -…take them apart.
Right.
Let me ask you, Benício.
Why did you come here alone?
Don't you have a partner?
Nah.
I actually… find the whole partner thing a bit overrated.
It's easier being alone, isn't it?
Well, I think it's overrated to be here at the station.
These days, everyone does home office.
No?
We'll keep at it tomorrow.
Okay.
We're gonna catch those guys.
Tchau.
You have a son?
I have a son, Suellen.
NOVA LONDRINA SEARCH
CITY HALL
SEARCH LOANDA
CITY HALL
DIRT ROAD PARANÁ
INTEGRATION ROAD
FIND - SELECT A CITY
Holy fuck!
They're going by water.
-Professor? -Mmm.
Is the Paranapanema navigable this far north?
Good morning to you too, Benício.
From what I remember there is a dam, but it's further down. Why?
All the attacks on armored vehicles were made near the river.
After one of the robberies, a local farmer saw several cars pass by at high speed.
But then they disappeared.
They could have had boats moored nearby, ready to make their escape.
What are you up to?
Benício?
Slowly, be careful towing it in!
Come on, careful!
Nice and easy.
Control those hands as much as possible.
They sink the cars and finish their escape by boat.
Well done, Benício.
I mean, it's a theory, right?
Look at that.
-No back seats. -Excuse me, let me see?
Yeah.
There's a support here.
-For a .50, maybe? -Yeah.
We'll need to speak to any local mechanic with a criminal history.
They must already be preparing the cars for the next job.
-I'll get the team on it right away. -No, we'll take care of it.
Please, Inspector, this is our investigation. Don't worry about it.
Russo's the manager.
He seems to be answering to Djeison, who must be the top dog.
No one has made any mention of Proguard.
Oh!
Hey, sweetheart.
-Hey, baby. -I managed to switch shifts,
-so I could be home with you… today. -Hmm.
That's good, my love.
Because… I have to go out for a bit.
Um, where to?
I need to drop by the station.
Seems like Benício made some major find, so it's all hands on deck and…
I really do feel fine.
Mm-hmm.
You're gonna go back early for a partner who didn't even call to see how you were?
Fernando, I'm not going back for Benício.
It's my job, too. My investigation.
Yeah.
Do you remember what we agreed upon?
Huh? When we decided to have children?
You know what I remember?
Your mom saying the only thing we could really plan was the kid's name.
And they may even, decide to change their names later.
Look, I did my part.
I moved to the review board so that I could have set hours.
You think I wanted to?
Do you think I like the look I get when I run into my old squad?
But I did it.
I just thought I would adapt to office work,
I'm sorry, I just…
I couldn't.
This decision is not about making you happier at work,
it's about making you happier at home.
Well, turns out I'm not happy anywhere, you know?
And that doesn't make me a bad mother.
At most, it makes me more like all fathers out there.
Well, not me.
Yeah, you're a wonderful father.
But that's not because you are mandated to do something.
You do it because you love it.
-Hey. -Okay, I gotta go.
The inspector, out in the field?
I already told you, this is my case.
Listen, the team found four auto shops
whose owners are on file or are people of interest.
One of them's closed, the other two are really small, so that leaves this one.
Excuse us!
-Afternoon, can I help you? -Good afternoon.
Do you work with SUVs here? Large vehicles?
Uh, large vehicles… We usually work on smaller things, like this.
But if you'd like to bring it in, I can take a look. No strings attached.
We'll look around, if we may.
Of course.
-What's your name? -Sylmar.
Sylmar?
-You own this place? -I do.
Look at this new back seat.
Looks like it's from an SUV.
You don't need to tell me what you replaced that with.
You just have to tell me what was the car, a name, and when it was.
2014, black, armored.
Well, look harder. He said the robbery would happen tonight.
Thanks. Nothing!
Well, there are no reported stolen SUVs that match our specs so far.
-The name the guy gave us is worthless. -Maybe they didn't steal it.
I'll keep trying.
Hello?
Yeah.
You sure?
Okay, thanks.
-Fuck, yeah! -Hmm.
A guy bought a car, paid in cash and took it immediately.
Then bought another five armored SUVs in two other stores.
-Wait, six in total? -Six.
-This doesn't seem like a vehicle robbery. -No. They're gonna take over the town.
Let's call in the cavalry.
-We're gonna break these guys today. -It's not gonna work.
It'll blow up in our faces. Innocent people will die, damn it.
-We need a strategy. -Our men will die.
The only choice, realistically--
-Silence! -…for God's sake!
I need you to work with me on this one.
It's hard enough to follow you here.
Imagine Inspectors Rossi and Wladimir on the phone.
Loanda Police Commander, over to you.
Ma'am, with all due respect,
we can't just sit here knowing at any moment our town will be under attack.
Could be attacked.
Loanda only has a dozen police officers.
You know that. So I need backup from the State Police.
If you manage to get backup in time, which I doubt,
you'll just be risking a battle in the middle of your city.
So what do we do in the meantime? Leave our population vulnerable?
Mm-mmm. Not at all.
I suggest imposing a nightly curfew, without giving details.
Let these guys do it without hurting anyone.
I'm not convinced.
Gentlemen, this is not ideal. Obviously, I know that.
But key details are missing, aren't they?
We can't mount a response in three towns at the same time without them.
-And when are you proposing to catch them? -As they escape. If I may?
Their escape routes are much more predictable.
Based on previous robberies, they tend to flee to the Paranapanema,
sink the cars and continue by boat.
Our best chance is to intercept them
as soon as we know which city they're attacking.
Then we can catch these guys on the water.
-Officer Benício discovered this lead-- -It's just a guess.
Gentlemen, here's the deal.
These attacks usually involve 20, maybe 30 armed guys with heavy artillery,
explosives, armored cars.
Our resources are limited.
We have to think strategically about where to position ourselves.
Well, one thing we're certain of so far
is that they always begin their escape by land.
True, but for the previous robberies,
local police would lose the criminals pursuing them on land.
Navigating the Paranapanema is incredibly risky. The current's unpredictable,
and stronger and deeper after the recent rains.
Sir, we found a car under the water.
A car that had been sunk in the river, sir.
Which could have gotten there for any reason, including an accident.
There were no skid marks. They escaped by river.
I only have three teams who can do this work safely.
That's what we need to intercept the criminals by land.
We'll stake out the most likely routes.
-I only need three men with me. -That'll reduce the other teams.
It's too risky, Benício.
The best approach would be to send one team to the river, and have two on land.
Negative. We're gonna move with three teams on land.
Agreed.
Okay.
Great. Okay, gentlemen.
We have a few short hours to determine where we position ourselves
inside each of the three towns, okay?
-Let's start. -Fuckin' bullshit.
We'll split our forces into three groups.
Yo, Martelo. What's the plan for our escape, bro?
Is Roleta's plan what we're doin', or what do we do, man?
Yeah, we stick to the plan, bro. Let's not reinvent the wheel.
Take route one if you've got cash.
Everybody else takes route two. Get away, find somewhere to hole up,
Don't spend anything. Once everybody's chill, we all get our piece of the pie.
That's right, bro. I want my pockets packed with cash, you know how it is?
Hey, Martelo. Who you seen more of lately, death or your girlfriend?
You know it's death, bro.
But after this one, I'm out. I'll pack up and go travelin' with my girl.
-Nah, fucker, you'll never quit. -Your turn.
Mmm, I'm not as crazy as you guys.
My bag's gonna go to one of those resorts in Foz. That's what's up.
Oh yeah? Man, take a look at this crowd. We are the outcasts.
You can't just waltz into one of those hotels. You'll never get their respect.
-That's just reality, man. -Facing death is nothing.
It's facing life that's shit.
-Hear that? -Fucking gangster.
-We have no time. -The mechanic said it's goin' down today.
We don't even know what town it's going down in.
DNA from the saw didn't match any of the other incidents.
I was certain it would match one that had the same explosion signature as Proguard.
If only inspectors took forensics seriously and collected DNA.
Hey, listen up. Everyone listen up! Has anyone heard from Benício?
I want everyone here providing base support for Maringá.
It's our operation, too,
-We're marking territory. -Yes, sir.
-Absolutely. -Yep.
If the situation had played out in such a way that I'd had any other alternative,
I assure you I would have taken it.
Your case will be reviewed by committee
to determine whether the accusation will stand or if the case will be dismissed.
Until then, you remain suspended.
-Do you have any questions? -No, sir.
Moreira, you have a second?
It's urgent.
So tell me, in which direction do you think these assholes are fleeing?
Listen up. Benício's gone AWOL.
If he gets in touch with you, don't give him any information
and inform me about it immediately, is that clear?
Benício's off the case.
And you, go home. That's enough for today.
Hola, ¿que tal?
-Buenos dias. -Buenos dias.
-Three days' rent plus security deposit. -I don't work with security deposits, sir.
Here.
For any unforseen events.
-Thank you. -Okay. No worries.
REAL TIME LOCATION BENÍCIO
Thanks so much.
Yeah, really appreciate it. Talk to you soon.
My friend is very familiar with the area.
He told me of several good places to dock boats.
-All right. So… -Has Benício really gone AWOL?
Yeah. He really has.
Last time anyone saw him, he was cursing at anyone that disagreed with him.
Assunção, can you give me the contact details of your friend?
I'm gonna track down that madman.
Are you sure you can handle driving that many hours?
I can handle it.
-No, wait. I'll go with her. -Good idea.
-I want to help. -You, Yuri?
Why not? Aren't I good enough?
-No, it's not-- -Then let's go.
One of our own is putting his life at risk.
One of my sources saw a guy matching Benício's description by the river.
Between Loanda and Nova Londrina.
Moreira, what is your deal?
You always have sources that are somehow able to pass you well-timed information.
Well… as soon as Benício went out there, I contacted my sources.
That's how I operate.
Okay.
In that case, pass me the location. I'm heading there.
No.
I'm goin' with you.
You both know Rossi is going to blow his gasket 'cause we're doing this?
He already gives me a hard time. He won't let me do my job.
For me, it's Wladimir, asking me to stay in the office
just because I have a baby at home.
Well, at least you do have a baby at home.
You don't have a wife? Family?
Our business makes mincemeat out of families.
I'd rather not feed the mill.
-Right there. -Is that his car?
Yeah.
Where has that man gone to?
None of the town sieges we've seen started after two a.m.
Maybe they have changed the day.
Or they found out we're onto them.
Look, the only reason I don't call it off is 'cause if anything happens it's on me.
-What are you doing here? -Fuck you.
-What the fuck are you doing here? -How did you find me?
-That's not your fucking concern. -Why didn't you let us know?
Why? I didn't want to put anyone's life at risk.
You're so fucking selfish, you know?
This isn't just your case, Benício.
By the way, I'm doing really well after getting a cleaver in my fucking back.
-Thanks a lot for asking. -You want to come with me?
Then let's fucking go. We'll all go get fucked up together.
Don't get your hopes up. So far, no robbery. It's not going to happen.
I'll wait as long as it takes. The mechanic said tonight.
-So it's tonight. -Oh yeah?
-Yeah. -So if one person goes, we'll all go.
I'm in. Let's do it.
Okay. Let's roll. But as you know, I don't bring good luck to my partners.
I won't go. If I get caught I'll lose my badge for good.
-No fucking complaints. -Don't be such an asshole.
Asshole? I'm an asshole now, huh?
I'm good.
There are no bakeries here. This is it.
I'm not very hungry.
You don't need to say anything to me. I'm okay.
Dude, I know you're afraid, but…
You are a scientist. You gotta eat, man. You need the calories.
You're not afraid?
No.
I mean…
I wasn't before Ayhu.
Now I prefer to leave it up to God
and not think about it much, to tell you the truth.
I am afraid.
The adrenaline makes you see better, makes you hear better.
Fear is your best friend today, bro.
It's just that…
What if today's the day?
-You know? -We die?
Mm-hm. Yeah.
I'd rather have a full belly if I die.
And taking Soulless down with me would be good.
The Lord will keep you from all evil.
He shall watch over your soul.
The Lord will watch over your coming and going,
both now and forever, amen.
Let's move!
Hey, man. Head to the center. If things get tricky, keep going.
STOP
Entrances blocked.
LOANDA POLICE STATION
Relax, man. Those assholes won't come in broad daylight.
-Morning. -Good morning.
Morning.
Let's light this shit up.
Shoot the fuckin' place!
Come on! This way!
Show 'em who's boss!
Attack on the Loanda police station.
Loanda. To the 182 highway!
-All right, come on! -Let's go, go, go!
Attention. Activate barriers.
Take your shirt off, man. Take your shirt off. Walk this way, go!
-Take your shirts off! Walk! -Okay!
On the ground. Drop your gun, drop your gun.
-Look down. Stay down. -Easy. On the ground!
-Drop your gun. -Go, go.
Don't go anywhere Why are you limping? Knock it off.
-Get on the ground, -What are you looking at?
-Don't say shit, man, or else. -Get down now!
-It's time, cousin! Let's go! -Go, go, go!
-Get outta here! -Move it.
-Move, move, move! -Move, move, move!
-Come on, let's go! Move! -You! Move!
Hey, stop right there.
-Keep going. -Look ahead. Nobody look behind.
-Barriers in place. -Let's go.
-Nice and easy. -I'm headed to the second bank.
Open that fucking thing up. Go, go, move.
Where the fuck is it?
Go, go, go. And don't fuckin' wander off.
Right, guys, quick and effective.
-Go on, go on. -Stay there, don't move.
We're done here.
-Go, go! -Get the fuck back.
-Keep moving! -Let's fucking move!
Hands up!
Go, go, go. Get the fuckin' dynamite.
Hurry the fuck up!
Let's go, gang. Come on, come on.
Don't try any funny shit or I'll blow your head off.
-You hear me? -Come on, go.
Get the bags. That's it, get all of 'em.
Let's go, get all of 'em and move.
Let's go, everyone. Clear it out, we outta here.
What the fuck? There's a safe that's locked.
-You kidding? Open it. -Go.
How are we gonna find a locked safe?
-We shouldn't have to fuckin' ask twice! -It's just documents.
-Open it up. Are you kidding? Documents? -It's documents. I can't open it.
-It's just documents. Calm down! -Open it fucking now!
Stop fucking bullshitting, asshole.
Hurt a civilian again and your sniffing days are over, cokehead.
Understand what I'm fucking saying?
And you, you're free to go.
-Hurry, hurry. -Let's go, guys.
We got it.
Gordim, you stay behind. Watch the hostages. Everyone else, follow me.
Let's go, let's go!
Help!
Bro, there's been a change of plans. Get us outta here.
We're keepin' this cash ourselves. Fuck Soulless!
Look at the fucking ground!
Stop messing around and keep your fucking head down!
-Come on, come on! -Hurry the fuck up.
-Come on. Go. -Get the fuck off or I kill you.
Go to that corner. Turn your back to me, fuckin' run and don't look back!
Come on, everybody. Go, go, go!
-Go, go! -Let's go, let's go.
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
We're finishing up here.
Gordim, free the hostages and get out of there.
Forget about it. I'm far away from there, you fuckin' asshole.
I never wanna see your face again, you goddamn motherfucker.
Attention. An SUV matching our description has just turned onto the 182.
Prepare to attack. Close the highway, now!
-Fuck, we can't get through. -What do you mean, man?
What? Just fucking go! Quick, go, go, go, go, go!
Get out of the car, now!
-Everyone's gonna die today! -Watch out!
-Come out, get out of the car! -Get out of the car.
-Hands up, down on the ground. -Get out of the car!
-I told you, now. -Go on!
Hey, hey, hey, don't look at me. Get on the ground. Get on the ground, now.
The operation on the 182 is complete.
We apprehended an SUV containing bags of money and three men armed with .50s.
Their marksman was shot dead on site.
Let's go.
Gordim's SUV disappeared.
They killed that asshole.
Now they'll have to swim if they wanna catch up to us.
Six guys.
It's gotta be them.
Well, it's in God's hands now.