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This girl is so picky!

She's gonna be a food critic.

Or a cop like her mom.

No way.

You're crazy.

Only if I do everything in my life wrong.

Someone needs to end this family curse.

Did you know that my mom says
when I was young,

even before I said "mommy"
for the first time,

I could imitate the sound of my dad's car?

What about you?
Do you imitate Mommy's car?

Do you imitate Mommy's car, my love?

Are you gonna do that too?

Is everything okay?

Giulia, you're gonna walk away with Ayhu.

Call 190 and say you're me.

Grab her as fast as you can.
Run in the opposite direction.

Speed the fuck up!

Go faster!

Go fucking faster!

Go into the corn!

Speed up! Don't let her fucking get away!

Fuck. Where is this pig?

Fuck!

You're busted, asshole.

CRIMINAL CODE

EPISODE 6
UNLIKELY DUOS

What do you mean she's still alive?

She escaped, man.

Didn't even bleed.

Gaspar will have to handle it.

Let's let things cool down.
There's no reason to expose ourselves.

What do you mean, Lobo? I'm always cool.

If I don't impose some order,
they'll think I'm dead.

A shooting this morning in Foz do Iguaçu
caused panic and fleeing in a city park.

In a statement this afternoon,

federal police stated
that the situation was quickly controlled

and that they're investigating the cause.

Soccer. The National Brazilian Team won't…

And her?

She's asleep.

-You can go see her if you want.
-No.

Better to let her rest.

You know I could ask for sole custody
of her after this shit, don't you?

Holy shit, Fernando.

That's how this talk is gonna go?

-How did you want it to go?
-Free of threats?

With a little empathy?

I'm glad you're okay.

But anyone in my position
would be really pissed about this.

-Including you. Especially you!
-We're cops, Fernando!

This is what a cop's life is like.

All this time with Benício
must be melting your brain.

All this time on the review board
is making you soft.

Fuck you, Suellen.

I'm leaving.

I'm sorry.

That was stupid. I'm sorry.

This is really hard, man.

It was three guys, Fernando.

Three guys, the sitter, and me.

That's so messed up, man.

I can defend myself, but Ayhu, man…

I know. Relax.

I'm so sorry, okay?

Okay?

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I think you'd better leave. I…

I'll bring Ayhu over later.
I'll get things together and…

-Okay.
-Your girlfriend--

No, it's not…

It's better this way.
I'll stay… I'll stay with her.

And Virgínia… she's at her house.

Okay.

-Hi.
-Hi.

I already talked to Sullen. She's okay.

I'll grab a beer. Hang on.

Honestly, I don't need one.

Come. Sit down.

I'd better not.

What happened?

I wasn't sure if we should do this here
or at the office.

Hang on.

Go ahead.

The colonel in São Paulo called me.

Told me you got into a fight
with two cops.

They were anything but cops.

Fuck what you thought they were.

You weren't gonna tell?

Vendramin, it was a fender bender.

The guys decided to attack me.

I just hit back.

A broken nose and a fractured rib.

Okay, maybe I took it too far. So what?

You're sick in the head.

You're not okay.

We're losing, and anyone
who's okay in the head is going crazy.

-Why do you think we're losing?
-What?

We're trying to kill a spider
by pulling off its legs.

But the thing won't die,
and when it fights back, it kills.

On your day off, in the park,
in front of your daughter.

That's always been the job.

You, me, Suellen. Everyone knows that.

If you wanna do it differently,
don't drag others down.

What?

I'll take care of this fight for you.

Thank you.

But there was also Luana's earrings.

I also took care of that, right?

This isn't working anymore. Understand?

It's getting…

Anyway…

I also don't think we can see each other
outside of work.

Got it.

That's all.

Good morning.

-Shall we start?
-Yeah.

Let's go, guys.

If they're at this point,
they're desperate.

They feel cornered.

Douglas, what about
Gabriel's deposits to his aunt?

Did you find anything?

They varied,

but since last year,
they all came from the same bank.

In Toledo, here in Paraná.

Great. It's close.

I'll go verify this with Suellen.

Okay.

Yeah. Moreira told me
that Soulless is here, on the border.

-Maybe he's doing something with Isaac--
-Do you have any evidence?

Or are they just both in a country
with seven million inhabitants?

We're done here.

Remember the trash
they left in the plant nursery?

Yeah.

Well.

I separated all the hair samples
by color and texture.

But then our dear chief

said there wasn't a budget
to get it all analyzed.

But I thought of something.

They probably got that trash
from a barber shop,

because there were lots of short hairs.

But we know that
at least one woman works with the gang.

Yeah, and based on the police sketch,
she has long hair.

Exactly.

So I separated the long strands,

reduced it to nine samples,
and started sending them to the lab.

You're saying we have a good chance

of having that woman's DNA
in our database?

Bingo.

I thought it might be useful.

Congrats, Angélica.

Thanks.

No problem. I'll stay in the car.

Benício, you don't need
to keep playing security guard.

Ayhu's with Fernando. They have an escort.

I'll be fine.

It's a public street.
You can't stop me, okay?

Then I'll tell the neighbors that there's
a pervert and throw eggs at your car.

Seriously. You should ask for leave,
not be packing bags for a trip.

They attacked me on my day off, Benício.

It makes more sense
for me to go after the guy who did it.

You know this isn't about
what makes sense, Suellen.

Fine.

When I suggested that you take a leave,

what did you say?

Suellen, this is different.

Yeah? Different how?

Because you're the tortured guy
who can't not work, the masochist,

but I can stay away from work?

What about Ayhu? Your daughter?

Ayhu is the daughter of a cop.
This will be her life.

That's how it was for me too.

It was fine.

Look.

Thank you, man, for worrying,
but I can take care of myself, Benício.

When you disappeared in São Paulo
and came back injured, I didn't nag you

because I trusted that if it was
really important, you would tell me.

-Right?
-Yeah.

And this has nothing to do

with Vendramin going to Toledo
in your place?

No.

So you're okay?

Yeah.

Can I take a downer too?

Yeah, but go sleep at your own house.

-See you.
-Bye.

You wanna find Soulless in that purgatory?

It's gonna go bad, pal.

But you did it.

Yeah, but I know how to be invisible.

You make too much noise.

I heard about your fight in São Paulo.

Are you in a WhatsApp group I'm not in?

Everyone's heard about that shit.

But seriously, just get me the contacts.

I'll do the rest.

All right.

But hey, keep your mouth shut, okay?

I'm hanging by a thread.

You and me both, pal. You and me both.

PARAGUAY
CIUDAD DEL ESTE

You killed Prosecutor Guzmán.

It's your problem.

They seized the cocaine.

Your problem.

The cocaine is not in Italy.

That's a problem for me.

And I don't like having problems.

It's all right.

I don't feel all right.

And I don't like to feel this way.

If the coke doesn't get there,

my family will fail.

If my family fails,

you'll pay for it.

I wanna be a good friend.

But if you fail, I'll have to do business
with other people.

Which people? Huh?

Which people, Greco?

I've been in this business for a while.

The drug was never a problem,
and you know that.

You'll have your cocaine.

When? The boat with my men
departs in two weeks.

Before that.

We're done with surprises.

Send me the cocaine.

Two weeks!

Arrivederci.

Who are these people, Djeison?

The same ones robbing our dens.

How can they be the same, Djeison?

A fucking madman who steals $3,000

isn't gonna work with an Italian
who buys two tons of drugs, pal.

That's a shark
who smells blood in the water!

-And if I don't deliver it to him--
-What about the Brazilian captain?

If I pay him and still lose the drugs,

I'll be left with nothing.

It's like fucking Sophie's Choice,
goddamn it!

-What?
-Idiot.

All this time here and you never grabbed
a single book to read?

I was busy robbing banks
to get you out of jail.

Or do you think Isaac and Soulless
robbed Proguard alone?

How much did robbing Proguard cost?

I'm not a robber,
but we must think like one.

Maybe it's cheaper to steal the drugs
than to pay the captain.

-Isaac could do it.
-No.

Isaac is a problem, not a solution.

Soulless?

Hey, Isaac.

Guilherme, the kid
from the federal police,

is trying to arrange a meeting.

He said he has a proposal.

That playboy is such a daddy's boy.

We better schedule the meeting.

-I'm on it.
-Got it.

-Hey, man.
-What's good?

-What's up?
-You good?

-What's up, Cabeça?
-What's up, brother?

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Those who knew your brother
said he was a good guy.

-Thanks.
-Of course.

-What's up?
-Thanks, man.

You want some whiskey?

It's Scottish.

Don't get me wrong, man,
but we're in Paraguay.

It's Scottish.

Yeah. It's Scottish.

How is it being out of the pen?

Drinking whiskey, playing pool,

chatting with a friend.

I'm better than I was in the pen, right?

Friend?

A friend of a friend is a friend.

My brother Bigode said you're reliable.

You're an arrogant guy from Rio.

But you're a good dude.

Okay, Cabeça.

If we're friends,
we can do business, right?

What's the problem?

The guy on the border, man.

He's shirking a promise.

If it had been just with me,
I'd let it slide.

But he promised my brother,
and I'll hold him to it.

-You want to solve this problem?
-Exactly.

I want to know what you,
the Organization, and your brothers think.

If the truce on the border goes south,
what will happen?

You're you, brother.

We're us.

He's him.

So to you, there's no problem?

Quite the opposite.

And after? Who will take the border?

You play pool?

Cigarettes. Take them all out.

Beer, beer, cigarettes.

Good morning.

Raul Seixas?

The one and only. What's up?

Hey, Lia. Go fill the freezer.

I'll call for you.

-A friend said I should talk to you.
-A friend?

What friend?

Moreira.

He really is gonna screw me, man.

Hey, pal.

You gotta tell your friend
to reconsider this thing.

How long are you gonna
keep ripping me off?

Forever? Just cause of that one thing?

Cut the drama, dude. Here.

What's this?

Wow.

Here's the deal.

Soulless is around.

He's on the border. I want to know where.

Damn, man. I don't know.

I don't know anything about Soulless.
All I know is he's dangerous as hell.

You know? I don't know, man.

But the person who can help you
is this guy Ernesto.

Ernesto who?

The son of a bitch
works in a luggage store.

But he's got eyes everywhere.

I heard his brother
got into some serious trouble.

Your brother's report has been handled.

He lives near the market.

You're gonna need to give me more, man.

It's the only pink building.

Soulless lives there?

He's living there,
but it's his boss's house.

Name.

They call him… Cabeça.

Cabeça?

Did you filter the bank images
by deposit date and time?

-All of them?
-All of them.

Always the same guy.

Always using a mask.

Show me the exterior camera.

Okay.

Look here. Every time he makes a deposit,
he goes into this store.

Wait. Go back.

There.

He goes in with this envelope
and leaves without it.

Welcome in. I'll be right with you.

Sir.

Chief Vendramin. Federal police.

Can I help you?

So, every week for the last few months,
this kid has left something here.

No. 28 grams, counted.

If it's more sometimes, that's his fault,

but I always ask for 28
because I don't want problems.

He promised me that the supply chain
doesn't involve violence.

We don't want to know what you smoke.

We just want the biker.

But I don't know him.

It was better when you weren't lying.

No, I message him.

He brings the product. We barely talk.

Listen.

Write the number you order from here.

Don't tell anyone we were here,
or we'll have to come back.

Trash the place.
I don't think you want that.

Great. Thanks.

-Thanks. Have a nice shift.
-Thanks. You too.

-Good evening. Renata?
-Hey. Yeah.

-Thanks.
-Thank you.

The guy left the bike on.

Yeah.

He must have another delivery.

-Hey. Federal police.
-Go.

Fucking federal police!

Fuck!

Fucking freeze!

Fucking freeze.

-Federal fucking police! Stop!
-We're fucked!

It's the feds! Gather everything and go!

Open the fucking door!

Hands on your head!

-He's gonna jump!
-I got him!

Lie down with your hands on your head.

Freeze!

Hands up! Lie down.

Face down. Lie down.

I will help you, and you will cooperate.

Damn, boss. You're driving a spaceship.

Make it quick. I'm busy.

What's your problem?

Here's the deal.

I'm moving some weight in São Paulo.

I'm supplying some partners,
but I have to buy from the hood.

Drop the thug act and speak correctly.

I am speaking correctly.

I want to grow. Do you understand?

I have an idea.
I want to start importing from abroad.

I want to start importing
from Bolivia or something.

And you know that my dad…

My dad has planes. Lots of planes.

Get it?

-What's the deal, playboy?
-What deal?

-Someone told you my plan?
-No one told me anything, man.

You got the Ambassador out.
You must have a contact on the border.

Sure.

I'd be crazy to work with you right now.

The feds probably tapped
that bidet over there.

No, Isaac. No, they fucking didn't.

-They didn't.
-Listen.

This plane idea interests me,
but not now. It'll have to wait.

-Stay disciplined. I'll call you.
-Brother.

That's it, man. Stay alert.

Now go away. Go.

You're in big trouble.
You could be charged with organized crime.

You're in a bad spot.

-But I'm cooperating, aren't I?
-Keep it up.

Listen, this thing with the deposits.

Does it involve your cousin?

Yeah. She told me
to do deposits for her man.

I would do them
on the day I delivered to Álvaro.

-Your cousin lives in Toledo?
-She lives by the shacks.

In a fancy condo.

They had a scheme
where they bought houses like that.

"Had?"

Yeah. Unfortunately,
my brother-in-law passed away.

Is your brother-in-law by chance…

Is this him?

That's him.

Do you have a photo of your cousin?

Open your phone and show us.

Let me see.

Listen.

I need you to give me
your cousin's address.

PARAGUAY
CIUDAD DEL ESTE

Son of a bitch!

Look, Lobo.

The asshole almost shit himself.
He thought we were real ghosts.

I'm flattered.

The fuck do you want?

I want to clear something up.

Did you lose your phone?

Lobo wouldn't be able to tell me
if you're lying over the phone.

He always tortured people
for the military police in person.

I want to know the Ambassador's scheme.

Who he buys from, the route,
the whole thing.

For what?

If he won't let me into his business,
I'll do it without him.

Do you think I got into crime yesterday?

That I'm, as you'd say,

a snitch?

Your problems are with the Ambassador.
He's an ungrateful jerk, as you know.

You wanna jump sides, man?

"Jump?" What do you mean?

Switch sides.

Join the competition.

In your case, make more money,
be treated better.

Or there's Lobo.

You'll have to get your hands dirty.

I sent your plan to the guys up top.

It's cool for you to do the job in Corumbá
to get the Ambassador's cargo.

But it's on you, bro.

Got it.

I'll go close the deal with him.

I think the GPS says it's around here.

Is that her?

Well, it looks like her.

The guy handed her a backpack.

Look.

Goddamn. It's her, Vendramin.

What about the cup? A free DNA sample?

But there's no female DNA
associated with the Ghosts.

Angélica didn't tell you
about the two long strands?

There must not have been time.
Can I go get the cup?

Go.

Lie down!

Face down! Face down, asshole!

-Face down.
-Stop. I got it.

The question is,

what will we find
when we crack your password?

Nothing, pretty girl.

-It's a new phone.
-You don't look like an Ana.

Or a Camila.

Maybe a Rebeca?

I've always wondered
how you choose these names.

So.

We have a police sketch that looks
just like you from a crime scene.

You'd better help.

Help who?

That was my man's stuff.
I wasn't involved.

I was just his girl.

Is that a crime?

No, sweetheart.
It's not, but identity fraud is.

How will you explain the bag of money?

And that's just what I see here.

That gets me what?
A year in a high-security prison?

Shit.

I beat up a pregnant woman?

No. You beat up a criminal
who was trying to kill you.

Now, how do we get a confession
out of this woman?

She's pregnant.

The kid will get it out of her.

I won't say anything.

I know. What about this?

With a baby on the way,
I'll get out of prison faster.

Yeah, for identity fraud you will.

Not for the armed robbery.

Isaac must have convinced you all
that this DNA thing doesn't leave a trace.

Even after all that time
in the plant nursery, huh?

But I think he was only thinking
about the boys in the gang, honey.

I have two strands of your hair, babe.

We have your DNA.
What will your lawyer say?

DNA isn't a police sketch, my love.

It will be really shitty if your kid
has to pay for its uncle's crimes, huh?

Because the dad already paid.

Are you Suellen?

I am.

Agent Suellen.

Nice to meet you, Suellen.

You can take me.

-You think she really won't talk?
-Absolutely.

She's more afraid that they'll kill her
if they hear she talked

than of facing the time.

I'd do the same if I were her.

The kid already lost its father.

I'd do anything so it didn't lose its mom.

Okay, I got their selfie.

Criminals sure love beer.

Is it a Paraguayan beer?

-Yeah.
-That could be Ciudad del Este.

They spent some time there.
Since Shangri-lá.

Nice. It's a good start.

Do you see these towers?

They can help us.

-Are they different in other countries?
-Not exactly.

But they're bigger in flat areas,
which corroborates Ciudad del Este.

Then I'll go to the Paraguayan
regulatory agency.

I can locate every tower

and filter by Ciudad del Este.

And see where there are two side-by-side.

Genius.

Here.

It's around there, then?

Yeah, based on the time
and the position of the sun,

the tower is east of the house.

It's a house with a pool.

Here. Look.

Look, the window matches.

-It's here.
-Wow.

It's in an isolated neighborhood
in Ciudad del Este,

but surrounded by houses.

Worst-case scenario,
the neighbors saw something,

or the house is full of evidence,
right, Angélica?

Fucking speak!

Best case, the guys are still there.

Great job, Douglas.

Nice.

Hi. Here.

Arms.

Go ahead.

Goddamn it. Shit.

Fuck, Djeison. Shit.

Open it.

You son of a bitch.

Let's go!

Djeison and the Ghost
killed the Ambassador! Stop them!

They're on the escalator.

Fucking go, Djeison! Don't fuck this up!

Fucking go!

Let's fucking go!

-Kill them!
-Shit. Where are these assholes?

Let's go!

I'm gonna kill you, asshole!

Let's go.

Move!

-He's there!
-Fuck!

You're gonna die!

Shit!

Let's go!

Go!

Get in the car! Let's go!

Let's fucking go! Go!

Subtitle translation by: Adrian Minckley