You're gonna die, Amaro! Shoot to kill.
Get the brothers, Amaro and Álvaro!
We'll cut your head off like they did with Lampião!
You're gonna die, Amaro!
NEW BANDITS
What's wrong with Dilvânia?
That issue goes way back.
It started back when she and Dinorah worked at Deocleciano's house.
Sometimes it gets better.
Only God can explain it.
Even here,
in the confraternity, people moved away out of fear of catching it.
In the end, she was the only one who got sick.
We have to plan what we'll do with this cash.
How will we bring it to the auction? In a bag of corn?
We have to find a way...
to prove that the cash is clean.
And where will we say the money came from?
THE CONFRATERNITY OF THE THREE
From here.
Here where?
We're gonna donate it to the confraternity. That's it.
Do you have a bank account?
A business license?
-Tax ID? -You think the confraternity has a tax ID?
Of course not.
We have to take care of this.
We need a source. A source where the money came from.
We have a lawyer.
She's solid.
Good enough?
But the auction is Friday.
It's very tight, Zeza. I don't know...
But why not?
These things take time.
It's impossible to register it in time.
It's in Fortaleza.
Listen...
What if we found a way
to make...
all of this work?
What do you think?
I may be able to send it to Curró.
And see how that goes...
No. We don't have time for Curró.
I'll take care of this.
Come here, Valdemir. Take a look at this shipment.
This cattle is too thin to slaughter.
-Send them back. -Yes, ma'am.
Hi, Ubaldo.
No, don't worry. I'll text you the address.
Okay?
You're welcome.
-Who is Ubaldo, Lei? -Don't you remember him, Paulino?
Ubaldo is back in Cratará.
-Vaqueiro's son? -Yes, that's him.
He died, didn't he?
Our fathers were killed when he left.
Zeza and Dilvânia want my help to find him a place to stay.
Dinorah doesn't want him.
If his own sister doesn't want him, why do you care?
I want to help Zeza.
-Are you coming with me? -Where?
No way, Lei.
Why go to a place that's hot as hell?
Drop me off at home and go by yourself.
Hello!
YOU IN YOUR BEST SHAPE
Excuse me.
It was Uncle Vicente's house.
He hasn't been here in a while.
He dropped everything to open a bakery in São Vicente.
-São Vicente, São Paulo? -Yes.
He loved the beach.
Now he lives in a place with no ocean view.
Come see the backyard.
It's huge.
There's a lot of shade and even an orchard.
I mean, there used to be one at least.
We used to run all over here.
Do you remember?
No.
Do you think your other father will like it?
He'll have to.
Tell me one thing, Ubaldo...
What's the name of his disease?
Pompe.
Pompe disease.
I'd never heard about it before. There's no cure.
Yes, but there's treatment.
Thank you.
No need to thank me.
It's my pleasure.
What's wrong?
It's too sweet.
How do you like it?
If you need anything else,
give me a call.
Can we divert the water from here?
It'll be a private road named after you.
It'll be great.
-It's all set. -Didn't we have an appointment?
I'm sorry, sir.
-It's okay. -I tried.
It's all right.
Hello, beautiful.
How are you?
Afrânio was on his way out. Please, sit down.
Ms. Leite.
Where's Cratará's water?
-Vilminha, bring her some water. -Sure.
-And some coffee. -Okay.
Gastão, I'm reporting you to the DA's office.
Why start a conversation like that?
It's very simple, even for you.
No water, no cattle.
No cattle, no meat-packing.
No meat-packing, no jobs for the electorate.
Can't you understand that?
Leinneane, let me tell you something,
some problems concern city hall,
some problems concern the meat-packing industry. Like this one.
My father taught me to talk things up front.
Your father had his chance. Times have changed.
I'd say things today are better than they used to be.
That's the thing, Mayor.
Nothing has changed in 40 years.
-It's time for a change. -You know what you should do?
Open that door, go out there and tell that to the people.
Simple as that.
And send my regards to everybody, okay?
Hey, Ms. Zeza. Is it broken again?
Yes, Moacir. It broke.
Again? My God...
How are you doing?
-I'm just like that fan, broken. -Perfect timing.
Really?
He does look a lot like Amaro.
It's his son.
His son? We never met.
Actually, Mr. Moacir, I'm looking for a store to...
invest in here in Cratará.
This place is falling apart. It's not worth it.
-We can fix it up. -Really?
Let's organize the store,
buy a computer, organize the books...
And you want to invest in this?
You can trust him, Moacir. Ubaldo is a bookkeeper, he can help.
And we could paint the store to attract more customers...
-Where do I fit in all that? -You?
Nothing changes for you.
I'll take care of the rest.
There's not even water for us to drink. You're lucky I'm in a good mood.
How can you people stand this? Go fuck yourself.
-It's unbelievable. -Did you do it?
Of course, I always do. Done.
Tax ID and all that shit.
"The Confraternity, religious organization."
Religious?
Yeah.
-So you're a saint now? -I am.
Coming!
What did I do for you to leave me in this heat?
Here.
-What's this? -A gift.
Remember?
No, right?
No.
We're family, Ubaldo.
Our politics are a result of this relationship.
Yours, right?
I have nothing to do with it.
That's what you think.
No, don't start this.
This politics crap has nothing to do with me.
I'm aware.
I'm very aware.
So, is this part of your politics?
No.
This isn't part of the politics.
I'm doing this on my own.
What about you?
What are you gonna do?
Ubaldo!
Hurry!
Get your ass out here!
Ubaldo!
Did you go shower?
-Hi, Lei, what's up? Sorry. -Hi, Dinorah.
My bad.
How can you be so slow?
Hold on.
Where are you going?
Here.
Let's go.
Let's go?
DEPOSIT
ACCOUNT BALANCE R$ 311,145.00
Hey, Vaqueiro!
Here.
Treat your clients well.
You open a beauty salon and treat people like crap?
It's great to have a hair salon to cut other men's hair.
Fuck! Be careful.
No. My hair salon specializes in special hair and special hair dyes.
Hold it, man.
I bet all your clients will be women.
Why don't you go? It'd look nice.
Try dyeing it mahogany. It'll look nice.
-Screw you. -Come to my hair salon.
-What are you doing with the money? -Diana.
She lives with her mother in Fortaleza.
Very nice!
But we could see it.
-Stop, damn it! Watch out! -Fuck!
-Stop with that shit. -What's that?
A lot of men here, like a bunch of gays.
I got Mr. Moacir's store, Eletronave.
Would you like to work with me?
It sounds good.
Hey, Sabiá!
You better find someone else to work at your bar. I got promoted.
Turn it up
and let's celebrate! Ubaldo Inc. is here!
-Stop that! -I promise I won't steal from you.
Can you skip this song? It reminds me of my ex. Can you?
-Tomada, Duzentos, you come with me. -Sure.
-Who else? -Everybody!
-Let's go. -You're not playing.
-Moron. -Kick the ball. Go!
Hey, loser!
Let's go!
-Go! -Go, go!
-And the match begins! -Hold on, damn it.
Here! Give it to me!
Suck it, loser!
What the fuck!
Fuck!
-That's a foul, damn it! -Foul!
Why don't you do that to your mother?
Calm down!
What the fuck?
Fuck you!
Go fuck yourself!
-Throw the ball at your mother! -Hey, hold on...
Kick the ball!
Leave me alone!
Fucking go!
You can't do that!
You are lucky it didn't hit my face!
I think about the future, Dinorah. I don't think just about today.
They don't think about it, so don't do this.
You'll get old, okay?
You'll get old.
Are you drunk enough to dance?
When I dance with you, I go crazy.
I want some barbecue later.
I want to know, how do you feel about owning all this land?
Good. There's still the auction, but we're almost there.
We're almost there.
-Do you know what we need, Dinorah? -What is it?
To move in together.
You and I in a house. That's what we need.
-You wanna be a farmer's husband? -Say that again.
-Wanna be a farmer's husband?
Yeah!
I do, yeah.
A farmer's husband. That's it.
I don't care.
Come on. Get up, son.
Eat something to cure that hangover.
You're in bad shape.
I left the documents for the auction on the shelf.
Take a look to see if everything is in order.
I...
Want to apologize...
about dinner that day.
Dinner?
My...
Don't worry about it. Let it go.
Do you remember anything?
I remember the road where Dad put me in the truck.
Then I left for São Paulo.
And that's it.
How did I end up there with documents?
Didn't he tell you?
I want to hear it from you.
You would've died
if you had stayed here.
I asked Ernesto to take you.
Who killed Amaro?
The Maleiros, Ubaldo. Who else?
They wanted the Leites,
but your father got in their way.
They're still after them.
What about my mother?
Your mother?
She was in the wrong place...
at the wrong time.
I got your documents and asked Ernesto to take you away.
I just wanted to save you, son.
And now you're back to save us.
This region is the problem, sir.
-Who's making the purchase? -This one, Dad.
He buys it and we buy it from him.
Malta is our canvasser.
He worked at your farm, you may not remember.
I'm gonna close it off here and open it there.
We'll privatize the road and name it after me.
Afrânio, show him the project.
One problem at a time.
-Thank you, Afrânio. -My pleasure.
Thank you.
What about the project, Senator?
Didn't you ask me to handle it?
Son,
I've overseen many projects.
This one is much older than you.
I want these lands, got it?
Buy them all at the auction.
Sorry, I'm registered already. Maria Dinorah.
Hi, how are you doing?
-Hi, how are you doing? -Great, good luck.
-Hi, Ubaldo. -How are you?
All good.
Hello, Ubaldo.
Hi.
Good afternoon.
This is the second auction from the Treasury of Cratará
and surrounding areas.
It will be up to 12 million reais, the total value of the items.
You can pay in installments,
but a deposit of 20% of the price is required.
Lot number 1,072.
Starting price is 53,000 reais.
The minimum bid is 3,000 reais.
Fifty-three.
Fifty-three for the lady.
-Someone else? -Sixty.
Sixty for the man in blue.
Sixty-three.
Sixty-three for the lady.
Seventy-five, going once.
Going twice.
Seventy-five.
Seventy-five, going once.
Going twice.
Sold to the man in blue.
Next lot, number 7,423.
Starting price, 90,000 reais.
The minimum bid is 10,000.
One hundred and fifty.
One hundred and fifty?
Anyone else?
Going once.
Going twice.
Sold!
Next, lot number 2,346.
Starting price at 170,000. The minimum bid is 10,000 reais.
Who wants to bid first?
170,000 reales for the lady.
-One-eighty. -One-eighty for the man in blue.
-One-ninety. -One-ninety for the lady.
Anyone?
Two-fifty!
I heard two hundred and fifty.
Two hundred and fifty for our friend here.
Two hundred and fifty. Anyone else?
Two-sixty!
Two-sixty for the lady.
Two-sixty, going once.
Two-sixty, going twice...
Four-sixty.
Four hundred and sixty for lot number 2346.
A lot of money, my goodness!
Four-sixty, going once.
Four-sixty, going twice.
One million.
-Sir, are you registered? If not, I... -I am. One million.
-One million? -One million.
-One million, going once... -What?
Going twice...
One million, going twice...
Sold!
That's right, come on!
It's over, my friend.
One million reais, my friend.
Sucker.
Sold for one million reais to bidder number 13.
Guys,
I lost everything.
Everybody lost.
Look at this.
It's not just our homes, it's our food,
it's our history.
I know.
I know. But what did you want me to do?
You have to help them.
They've lost their homes.
I asked you to do one thing, man.
One thing! And you fucked everything up.
How will we drain this shit now?
You should answer this.
Hello, Mr. Senator.
It's in good shape.
Damn...
"In good shape"?
These trucks are fucking awesome.
Look.
It's hot.
And I'm expecting a third one.
-It's on the way. -Stolen?
What do you want? Should I buy them at the dealership?
They're only stolen if we get caught.
One day,
one of these things will cut someone's finger off.
Let's clean them up?
This is fucking awesome.
That was easy. I want to see you do it.
Shall we test them?
You wanted to change these things up.
Nice equipment, an organized team... It's all here.
But I was thinking...
What will be different?
All right, stop!
If it was your daughter, Sabiá?
as a human shield on a car's hood, what would you guys do?
We have to screw the banks,
not the poor employees who need to pay their bills.
You rob banks, not people.
I want Ameaço and Tirolesa at the town entrance.
Dinorah, Lino, Sivirino, Duzentos at the bank's doors.
Sabiá, Jeremias, the explosive duo and I go inside.
There's no, "Every man for himself."
We're in this shit together.
When will it happen?
I want some fucking money!
LEITE FAMILY MEAT-PACKING COMPANY
-What is he doing here? -You're gonna work with him now, Gastão.
Curimbaba is an old employee, he is excellent.
You'll learn a lot from him.
Good morning, Mr. Mayor.
I'm here to help.
How is he gonna help?
By finding out how the Vaqueiro women will pay for the lands.
Come on, I'm very hot.
-Get fucking wild! -Come on, suckers!
-Go! -Did you get everything?
-Let's rob another fucking bank! -Let's go!
-Crazy! -Let's go, guys!
It's time to go!
Let's go, damn it! Go!
CRISTO PLASTERING
Linguistic Supervisor: Mariana Goulart go!