Boy!
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He says he's Amaro Vaqueiro's son, but he wasn't baptized.
So do it!
Pour it!
Spill it, Lord...
-Wake up, princess. -Wake up!
He woke up!
-Sleeping Beauty is up? -You like it?
-Shit! -Damn it!
What the fuck!
This fucker shoots every time he sees a Vaqueiro. Are you a fag?
-Wanna fight, Moeda? -It's a work of art, see?
-What the fuck is that, Jeremias? Damn it! -Stop this bullshit.
What the fuck is this?
It's because it fits two, so why not put two there?
I would shoot this fucker's head off.
Jerk.
Amaro brought him to us.
-My dad hasn't done anything. -Amaro is dead, man.
Since this one is in the grave, let's bury him.
There you go... Cover him.
I need to go to a branch in a city with over 200,000 residents.
Worst case scenario, nothing will change for us.
What if this asshole is right? Don't you guys want to be rich?
Really? There's more money in larger cities?
No shit, Sherlock!
Remittance files,
bad debt reserve list, and the population density rate.
-Speak our language. -What is it?
The question isn't where, it's when.
You chose the wrong day to rob.
It's a small town.
There are more retirees than employed people.
The best day is not payday.
It's the day retirees get paid.
I can use the remittance files, bad debt reserve list,
and population density rate
to know when and where our money will be.
"Our" money? Are you nuts? You're a newbie, not the boss.
-Well, I'm here. -Yeah, but I didn't choose you, moron.
There you go, Dinorah!
What the fuck is that, Dinorah? What is it, Moeda?
Grow up!
You, you, you and you. All four of you are not even half of who Amaro was.
Does Romário's son play football?
-Go fuck yourself. Shut up... -Go back to the circus, asshole.
-Quit it, Sabiá! -Let's get out of here.
So funny, bro.
What the fuck! Now you bury it, jerk. Let's go.
Jeremias, you son of a bitch!
Hey, boy.
Finish the job.
-Sabiá... -What the fuck? Where's the coke?
He has a high fever. It's gotten much worse.
-Stop moving! -I don't want to die here.
You're not going to die! Bite.
-On three. Sabiá, go. -One, two...
-Hang on! -Stop!
If you loosen the tourniquet, he'll bleed out.
-Mind your own business. -Damn, Sivirino.
It sucks, but he's right. You've got to clean this up.
-I'm not a nurse. Let's go. -You need to clean it up,
then stitch it and remove the tourniquet, or he'll die.
Are you a vulture poking a dead body?
Do you guys have a first aid kit?
Mom?
Ribamar!
Yes?
Go inside.
Go!
Good afternoon.
Our friend here is injured.
I wouldn't think
you would refuse to help someone in need.
Would you?
Wait!
Drink. This shit will hurt.
Easy, damn it!
One more!
Look. It's kind of cute.
Faggot, where did you learn how to sew?
I don't know how you put up with this.
Have faith, Waldomiro.
After suffering, there's a reward.
The reward doesn't get here.
That's why you can't give up.
We're losing this fight, woman.
We're wasting our time.
Waldomiro...
You should accept the bank's deal.
And you should fight more with us.
The more people, the more strength.
Look at this.
One more victim of the drought.
Let me be patient before God's plan.
Help me to find out the meaning of life and death.
Amen.
Look, an appetizer!
Bring it here.
Today is the day!
Hang it up!
If you cook, we'll eat.
Hey! Fuck! Hey!
Today we're having a goat barbecue.
Buchada too. The old man's wife will make it.
Or else I stab her.
Yes.
Come on, boy!
Look at his fucking eyes.
-This fucker looks like an owl. -Disgusting!
He's upset.
Go make a fire, dude.
It's fat. I want this one today, got it?
I like a different kind of flour!
Go fuck yourself.
Come on. Goat's brains.
Hey! Fucking smile!
I'm gonna have some meat.
Let's have meat again. And again.
Hey, who spit here, huh?
It's Sabiá's gun.
Hey, Sabiá. Let's go, Sabiá.
Ribamar, let's drink, Ribamar.
For you.
That goat was for milking.
Not eating.
You don't have to feel sorry for us, mister.
Because if God gives me the chance, I won't feel sorry for you.
Let's go in, everyone. Go in.
You look like a man who was very good.
Go. Go!
Here, to help you with digestion.
If you drop it... If you drop it...
Hey, Vaqueiro, it's not everyone,
but a lot of people still remember Amaro.
How long will we stay here?
I need to make a call.
If someone was gonna die because of your call,
they would have died.
Now hold your horses.
Dude, I'm gonna marry the girl who cooked this
because damn it, dude.
It is not that shit that Lino makes.
It's great! It is not that shit that Lino makes.
I'll tell you, Tirolesa cooks really well for you.
Tirolesa cooks for you.
Hell no, why fruit?
Gorge yourself with baião de dois.
You are retarded. You are retarded.
I'm gonna steal this woman, dude.
Don't hesitate.
Do you have some coffee?
Is there any coffee?
Hey, man, are you gonna marry with this gun there?
This game is not for jokes, man.
You will spend the night touching it.
Give me some, give me some, gosh, gosh, gosh.
Will you snort it all by yourself?
Go, it helps with the digestion.
Go, dude. Give me this shit.
You spend the whole day touching this pipe. And the night too.
-This is way too dumb. -Tirolesa is probably shitting his pants.
Oh, gosh!
And getting him a bag of cement.
-He seems kind of worried. -Yes.
Oh, fuck!
I feel lazy after eating like this!
-He is in love! -Look at his dessert!
He is learning.
Attention, you have no credit.
Stay on the line and recharge now to win bonus...
How can someone send someone to fill the car up
with gas in a gas station called Half Pump?
-You are crazy! -Half Pump!
Half Pump, dude.
There are only crazy people in Cratará, my brother!
Just crazy people in Cratará, in this fucking place! Ouch!
It's a delicate situation, right?
Hey, behave, faggot!
Why behave?
Now the boss will get pissed off.
There are 22 of them spread out in the woods.
Look, they are moving,
they have a breathing system...
Man, are you lost?
Dude, are you thinking about running away?
I'll cut your dick off, you dipshit!
Motherfucker, hold this motherfucker! Fuck!
Go! Fucking go over there!
Get out of here!
Hold this bitch!
Break up the fight!
Break up, damn it! Fuck!
Break up, damn it!
What the fuck is this?
Fucking stop.
Asshole!
He took the girl, Sabiá.
-Fuck! -What?
He took the girl!
-Son of a bitch! -Yeah.
Hey, this is none of your business.
Hey, calm the fuck down.
Hold that son of a bitch.
Shut up!
Take it easy, guys.
Take it easy.
What do you think you're gonna do?
If you use that gun,
we're fifteen men.
Get out.
Get out!
Let's go, guys. Grab your things. Let's go.
Come, Ubaldo. It's time.
Let's go.
Let's go, Dinorah, you're going in the car with Ubaldo.
Why?
You two are going to Manaraí.
Are you fucking kidding me, Sabiá?
I'm saving your life, woman.
Go.
Who's gonna save that piece of shit's life?
First of all, you bring our money,
then you settle your family issue.
I won't interfere.
Here.
Scooch over.
Where's my cell phone?
Here.
You saved my life twice.
Do you and Dilvânia know what this was?
You're telling me you don't remember?
I don't.
I won't tell you, I have a lot to do.
You find out for yourself.
I'm not afraid of a long face, you know?
I lied, I did.
I took Ubaldo away from here.
Or would you rather your brother was dead?
I had to make this sacrifice,
you were kids.
I did what I had to do.
Now what, Mr. Thug?
We're gonna go in separately.
I need a distraction.
You think I'm crazy, right?
-Leaving you alone there? -I won't run, Dinorah.
All right.
When it's time, you scratch your belly, your fucking scar.
If you fuck up I'm gonna make you look like Pino.
I'd like to apply for a line of credit.
Okay, do you have an account with us?
Yes. I mean, no.
Actually, I used to.
No problem. Tell me your name, please.
Ubaldo.
I need some documents to finish the process, okay?
Well, this is what we have.
Wait, what's going on out there?
It exploded out there on the street!
Let's get the fuck out. Come on.
Did you do your part?
Everything's here.
Amount, remittance list, delivery dates.
That's it. We just need to calculate the distance.
No need to calculate it. I know where it is.
Teaching your grandma to suck eggs?
Your job is done.
Do you remember Boneca?
No.
Boneca was a guinea fowl I had. She was a broody hen.
I liked her so much that I brought her to our room to sleep.
Daddy didn't allow that.
One day you were playing a macho man
and got Daddy's Colt and shot her in the head.
You looked at me and said you were training.
I took the gun from your hand and shot you right here.
You almost died. You had to get so many surgeries that Dad went crazy.
He beat the hell out of me. I'll never forget.
But I didn't cry, Ubaldo.
Because I'm not like you.
I was only five.
You always did that to me.
I didn't know how to shoot either.
But now I know.
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Son of a gun.
Your time has come.
What happened?
Nothing, that's personal.
What's this place?
This is Nova Hungria.
No, here, here is Pedreira de Santo Alto.
How do I get out of here?
Where do you live?
-Hello. -Hello.
Where are you, motherfucker?
-Bro. -"Bro," my ass.
Where the hell are you?
-I almost fucking died! -Fuck that!
Do you think five grand was enough? You father doesn't have health insurance.
You think I'm at the beach having a fucking beer?
Fuck you!
Your father is gonna die. I'm not the one who will get fucked.
We need money, Ubaldo!
Fuck!
The end of the month took forever.
Man, think about a problem.
Let's have a beer when we get there?
We'll just have to wait for 3,000 people to withdraw first.
Just one branch for all those people.
How can they have so much money in that tiny little branch?
Bring some people from the coroner's office of Manaraí to Cratará.
As soon as possible.
I'm telling you, brother. A fucking mess. I was told there was a lot of cops there.
-Was he really cut open, boy? -From top to bottom.
He was extirpated.
They said his belly was cut wide open.
The place had a terrible smell when he was found.
What about you? Have you seen it?
No, but Duzentos said he heard someone saying it.
So, it's true.
Good evening.
Your blessing.
God bless you.
Where's Ubaldo?
Accident.
What accident? Like Pino's?
What about fucking Pino?
Cut the bullshit, brother.
You don't even take responsibility for what you do.
At last, good news in Cratará.
It wasn't me.
I was doing something else.
Here, look.
Alfazemalina.
It's easy to get in and get out.
Lots of money.
Hey, didn't you have an accident?
May I?
I found another scheme. A better one.
In Nova Hungria.
Another bank.
It's not on this list.
Five million.
And how?
Twice as much as Alfazemalina.
You're a bunch of pussies, right?
A playboy from São Paulo sweet-talks like this,
and you guys fall for it. Right, Facão?
-Don't you fucking talk about me. -Yeah.
You too, right, Jeremias?
-The guy just said it's five million. -What have I been saying to you?
I've been doing this for a long time!
Calm down, Dinorah.
So, what are you gonna do?
If you wanna kill me, now it's the time.
Holy shit!
You're really just like Daddy,
but you're a child.
When you grow up...
I'll call you brother.
By then, be humble.
Someone needs to see you.
I know my other sister.
Come.
"And the faith returned with such power
"that the skies darkened,
"and a heavy rain drenched the Earth.
"The green thrived, the family..."
Amaro's son returned, my people!
IN HONOR OF JR. BLACK
Creative Supervisor Mariana Goulart .