Original subtitles

[dramatic music playing]

[woman] Pssica… [echoing]

-[Janalice straining] -[man] You wanna die bitch?!

[Philippe] Get off, you bitch!

[man] You wanna fucking die?

[birds screeching]

[dramatic music playing]

[man] You lost your minds?

[Philippe] You keep messing shit up,

I'll swear you'll be fucking dead!

-Allez. Allez! -[engine starts]

[tense music playing]

[engine rumbling]

Come on, hurry up! Go!

Faster! Don't lose that truck! Go! Go!

[tense music continues]

[birds squawking]

PARAUAÚ RIVER (BREVES)

[ship horn blowing]

[tense music continues]

[music fades]

Hey, you! Go check security.

And wake up the captain, get the boat going. We're out of here.

That means you too, asshole.

Go.

[engine rumbling]

[tense music playing]

[in French] Commander.

Get the boat going. We're leaving.

[Janalice in English] Look.

Putain!

You again, Tobaco Jr.?

I come in peace. I just want her.

I've got cash. What's your price?

I've already told you. That one is sold.

You want her, you have to go to Cayenne, mon ami.

Make sure to bring a ton of cash, 'cause she's a top luxury bitch.

Understood? Now get out.

Hey!

-[gun cocks] -You lost your fucking mind?

That's my girl, asshole!

The only way I'm leaving is with her.

[sniffing, exhaling]

[Gigante] Let's get that son of a bitch.

[Preá] Move. Open the door.

Doucement.

[girl whimpering]

[Preá] Go! Now! Out, get out!

Where's Jana?

Where the fuck is she? Let me see the other car.

If this is how you want it to be, Preá, you'll lose.

[Preá] Fuck you! Open this door, do it!

[Philippe] D'accord.

Hi, my love.

-[yells in French] -Stay behind me.

[Janalice] I'm not going without them.

-We all have to go. -What the fuck is this, Jana?

[chuckles]

Get the fuck back!

-[gunshots] -Get back or I'll kill you all!

-You hear me? -Tranquille.

Tell them to get back! Move back, assholes!

Easy, fuckers! Get back!

And now? Take fucking orders from a woman, Jonas?

-Or are we back to, Preá? -Go fuck yourself!

[groaning]

-[Preá] Wanna fucking die? -[gunshots]

[Gigante] Hey, Preá! Time's up, motherfucker!

[girls scream]

[tense music playing]

Fuck, Gabiru! Damn it!

[screaming]

-[screaming] -[Preá] Fuck! Come on!

[gunshots]

Go, go, go.

[girl whimpering]

-[woman] Over here. -[gunfire]

You two, after them. Go!

Allons! Get the blonde girl!

[boat horn blows]

[speaks French]

Come on. Come on, Jana. Hurry.

[tense music playing]

[gunshots]

-Fuck! Get down! Get down! -[Jana yelps]

[panting]

Trust me, my love. We're getting out of here.

-We're just gonna die here. -[Philippe] It's over, Preá!

Give us Janalice and bon voyage, all right?

Go fuck yourself, motherfucker!

[gunshot]

Come on, come on.

We can't get out this way. Go back, go back!

[Abreu] Stop right there, stop!

-You wanna taste a bullet, girl? -[gunshot]

[screaming]

[Mariangel] Drop the gun!

Where is he? Where's the red-headed one?

[Zé do Boi] Didn't you hear her, asshole?

Where are the girls?

[speaking French]

Where are the other girls, say it?

-Tell us now! -[yelling in French]

-[girls screaming] -[body thuds]

What did you do that for?

An accident.

Fuck's sake!

[gunshot in distance]

[Mariangel] Go, girls! Get out of here! Go now!

Get out, go!

[whispering] One went that way. I'll go around.

[Gigante grunts]

[gunshots in distance]

[tense music playing]

I won't die here!

-[speaks French] -[Preá] Jana, wait!

[gunshots]

[Jana grunts]

[Preá] Wait up, girl!

[tense music continues]

Wait, Jana!

Hold up!

[Philippe] Move it, Nuno! Go!

[gunshots]

I'm here for Preá, you back off!

Stay out of it!

[panting]

Over here! This way, this way!

Do it!

Go, go, go!

[tense music continues]

-Got you, asshole! -[Janalice screams]

[grunts]

[panting]

-[Janalice] Stop! Stop! -[Preá] Fuck you, you son of a bitch!

[Mariangel] Out of the way, girl. Move!

[Janalice] No, stop!

[Preá] Fuck you! Fuck you, Gigante!

I'm gonna kill you, Preá! I'm gonna kill you,

then I'm taking that blonde ass.

-Get the fuck off me! -[Zé do Boi] Drop the gun!

-Drop it or what, fucker? -Drop the gun, motherfucker!

[Janalice panting]

[screams]

You're lucky you're worth so much, girl.

Otherwise-- Ah!

[Janalice] Get off! Get off!

-Get off! No! No, no, let me go! -Quiet!

-No! -Get out!

-Get off me! -[Gigante] Oh, my God.

I'm gonna blow your boss's fucking brains out!

You think I care? Go ahead and shoot the motherfucker already

or I'll do it myself! Right here, right now!

-Who are you, bitch? I don't know you. -You know who.

I want you to look in my eyes, you son of a bitch!

-I wanna make-- -[gunshots]

[yells]

What a crazy ass!

[gunshot]

[breathing shakily]

-Turn the motor on! -Easy, sir. Take it easy!

[Philippe] Go!

[Preá] Hey!

Let her go, asshole!

Let her go now, fucker!

Stop! I said, let her go! Stop!

Let her go, you son of a bitch!

-[gunshots] -[Preá groans]

Au revoir, Preá!

[screams in pain]

[dramatic music playing]

No more, it's over.

[Mariangel screaming]

I'm not risking any of those men hurting you.

No!

No more. No.

-[sobbing] -No more.

No!

Stop right there, you son of a bitch!

I gotta save her.

[Mariangel] Save her?

You murdered my husband and my son. You abducted that girl.

It's over for you, fucker!

Look at me, you murderer!

I'm not the one who murdered your son and husband.

-You were there with them. -I tried to save your boy.

What is killing me gonna do?

Who are you avenging by murdering me?

Hmm?

The love of my life is gonna be a whore.

Fuck it. Just shoot me, then.

You fucking abducted the girl you love, is that right?

[Preá] I love that girl.

We're gonna settle down.

But to do that, I have to save her first.

Do you know where they took her?

[grunts] Cayenne.

But where in Cayenne?

"Cockdu", "Cockdown".

Something like that.

The game is fucking over, son of a bitch.

I'm going after her.

[Mariangel] No.

You're a coward.

Just like all your little buddies.

Can't even save your own meaningless life.

[high-pitched ringing]

[ringing fades]

[exhales]

IT WAS THE END, WHAT ELSE WAS LEFT?

[boat horn blowing]

[panting]

[both laughing]

[Luzia] We made it, I can't believe it!

We did it, we're safe!

How did you manage to find me?

Mm-hmm.

[both laugh]

I went to Belém to look for you.

These two girls helped me, but one was killed by her boyfriend,

and the other was taken.

She was taken?

-Yeah. -Who took her?

I don't know for sure. She was at your party.

Do you remember her?

Janalice.

Janalice?

-Yeah. -She's my friend.

She gave me this earring.

We were together.

She didn't have anybody else.

Hmm.

Is she gonna be okay?

I hope so.

It's so good to have you here.

[Miltinho] It's good to have you here, too.

[Luzia] I'm glad you found me. [laughs]

Now we can go home.

[thunder rumbling]

You like the ocean?

In Guiana, we call it, "lanmè".

It's feminine.

There, the sea is a woman.

A woman.

Who is beautiful.

Who lures in and devours her fill of seafarers.

That's called power.

Instead of suffering for her beauty, she uses it to her advantage.

She dominates over men.

It means that the more men you dominate…

the more wealth and freedom you'll have.

But you have to act fast.

In this business, in a few short years,

those seafarers will say you're dried up and old.

But until then,

you'll make a ton of money.

[tense music playing]

You're gonna like Cayenne.

Trust me, you'll have never seen so much luxury.

If you'd stayed back there… hmm.

[laughing]

They'd have torn you apart.

You can dream big now.

I speak from experience, baby.

[upbeat French pop music playing]

CAYENNE (FRENCH GUIANA)

[Philippe in French] Good evening!

Gentlemen and gentlemen.

Let me introduce you to Jane.

The new star of the Coq d'Or.

Take a good look at her.

Look…

What are you doing?

[in English] Walk.

Step into the light.

Look at the customers.

Smile.

Smile.

That's it. You're graceful.

From the top now.

[in French] Let me introduce you to Jane.

[in English] The hell? What are you doing?

I already told you.

-[claps] -What are you doing?

Look alive!

The new star of the Coq d'Or.

Go on, lift up your head.

You need more fire, more attitude, sensuality.

Her hair, such magnificent hair.

The face of a young girl, still smelling of milk.

Toss your hair to the side.

Do it! Again!

Come on, toss your hair. I wanna see!

Don't be so stiff.

Be sexy, loosen up

Again! Come on, walk!

Go! And smile! Go!

Once again.

Go. Again. And again.

-Pssica. Pssica. -Smile.

[Philippe in French] Gentlemen and gentlemen.

Let me introduce you

the new star of the Coc d'Or.

Coming straight from Brazil.

Jane.

[applause, cheering]

[romantic French pop music playing]

Unfortunately, she's already booked.

Our dear ambassador, who needs no introduction,

has booked her indefinitely.

We're not going to break our democratic tradition.

Thursday is a sacred day, isn't it?

It's auction day.

The highest bidder is the winner.

But today is not Thursday, so…

Please.

[pop music continues]

[song continues]

FRESH MEAT. THE PRETTIEST OF ALL.

[song fades]

[sighing]

Hey, you can't sleep here, got it? Huh?

Hey, they're gonna be unloading here. Come on, move.

Go on, move. I gotta open the store.

[tense music playing]

Comrade?

What are you doing here?

Comrade.

[Mariangel] Motherfucker! Look at me, Cristóbal.

[groans]

Think this through.

You're gonna have problems.

You don't even know this girl.

She's here because of me.

We're connected somehow, she and I.

Then let's call the police. They can solve the issue, not us.

No.

You know they're not good for anything.

Do you know a place called, "Cockdu"? "Cockdown"?

That's not exactly what it's called.

[Janalice breathing heavily]

-[door creaks open, closes] -[Janalice gasps]

[banging lightly]

Anyone there?

[Cristóbal] Hey, look.

If you're thinking of getting in by using violence, I'm out.

I won't do it. I made a promise, and you also made a promise.

[Mariangel] Mmm. I know.

-Yeah, it has to be nonviolent. -Hmm.

There a way in through the back there?

-[man] Hey, watch where you're going! -[horn honking]

[man 2] Fuck you, you don't see me here?

-[dramatic music playing] -[lighter flicking]

Why did they close this up?

One of their girls escaped through it.

So now there's only the front entrance, but they have guards.

And security inside too.

What's behind this wall?

Listen, comrade, whatever you do with your life, I don't care.

I'm in no place to judge you.

On the contrary, I need your help right now.

Over here is the women's bedroom.

It's got a window.

It faces the patio, right on the other side of this wall.

[golf ball hit]

[banging]

That's the owner playing golf.

-Good. -Ah, yeah?

Do you also play golf?

[golf ball hit]

[banging]

-[laughing] -[rock music playing on earphones]

[in French] Gaspar. Film me.

[ball banging]

This street pretty quiet?

Yeah, but why?

Never mind. Just curious.

Hmm.

What are you thinking about?

-[bangs] -Ah!

Remember the operation in Cúcuta?

Yeah. [chuckles]

That operation was real elegant.

[grunts]

No one was injured.

Not one bullet was fired.

And we rescued our commander.

You were disguised as a lieutenant, took the lead, remember?

Yeah.

Well then, it seems we might have a real option.

Go on.

I don't get it, though. Do you play golf or not?

[women laughing]

That's hilarious. Come on. That doesn't exist in Creole.

To say fire, you say "feu".

Feu. F-E-U. Feu.

[laughing]

[woman 1] Try again.

[woman 2] Your ass is on fire.

-Your ass… -[laughing]

Want a little?

Cof-fee?

Want a coffee?

Mmm.

[chuckles]

Mm-hm.

He doesn't know English, right?

That guy?

He barely speaks Creole.

Can I have some coffee?

You're dumb as fuck. You know that, right dipshit?

[soft rock music playing]

[laughs] You ever tried escaping here?

Act like you're explaining to me how to… make coffee.

Rafa tried to, she got burned.

[women laughing]

What about you? You never even got past the hallway. [laughs]

Everyone's tried to.

Pour the water in slowly while you turn this.

Then you put it in the coffee.

I'm getting too old for these fuckers.

And I'm just counting down the days till I'm 25.

Won't be as bad since the diplomats got dibs on you.

Won't be so awful.

[upbeat music playing]

[Cristóbal] This wall faces a building,

but it has barbed wire all along the top of it.

[Mariangel] I see.

And this is the room where they keep her.

They call it the, "princess bedroom".

-They have security in this area? -No.

The part where we were before is closed off.

The owner plays golf here.

Got it.

Three days until the auction.

This is gonna work.

[upbeat music playing]

How much money to win?

I've seen some men pay more than 15 grand for a girl.

Motherfucker.

[Cristóbal] I have some money saved, but…

[Mariangel] That won't be necessary.

I've still got about 30,000.

I will need a little of that to buy some supplies we'll need.

You have that much?

Mm-hm.

Could we get in through the window?

[Cristóbal] No, the windows are too narrow.

[upbeat music continues]

[upbeat music continues]

-[music stops] -[razor buzzing]

THE CURRENT IS STRONG HERE.

[upbeat music playing over speakers]

[Cristóbal] Okay, listen. It's important that they think

that she got me, understood?

Otherwise, they'll kill me for sure.

Comrade.

They'll kill me. I mean it.

I'm only doing this for you, okay?

-Be careful. -Yeah, I know.

[motorcycle engine revving]

[Cristóbal] Hey.

[indistinct chatter]

[whistles]

[door buzzing]

[indistinct chatter]

[tense music playing]

[upbeat music playing over speakers]

[applause]

Bonsoir.

Good evening, gentlemen.

And welcome to the Coq d'Or.

I'm very happy to see you all here tonight.

How you feeling tonight?

Who's feeling good?

Are you feeling good?

[tense music playing]

[Mariangel breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[exhales]

[Philippe] Let me introduce you

to the star of the Coq d'Or.

[speaks French] Jane!

[crowd cheering]

[speaking French]

[tense music playing]

[in English] Are you ready to bid on her?

[man] A thousand.

-A thousand. We have a thousand. -[man 2] 1,500.

-1,500? -1,800.

-[man 3] Two grand! -Two grand!

Ah, oui. One of our regulars. Thank you.

He knows what's up. He knows what he's doing.

But she's worth more.

So, the bid is at 2,000. Another.

-[man] 3,000. -3,000!

This is a heavyweight!

3,000 for the diplomat, a connoisseur of the business.

-Oh-là-là. -[Cristóbal] 4,000.

-[crowd exclaims] [Philippe] 4,000.

[tense music playing]

[glass shatters]

Anyone?

4,500.

[Philippe] 4,500.

[Cristóbal] 5,000.

5,000! Anyone else?

Right now, the bid's at 5,000.

We're at 5,000. Anyone else?

[tense music playing]

Anyone else?

We're at 5,000.

Interesting.

Interesting.

Five thousand to take our lovely Jane home.

Pará's Delight.

Well, it seems we have reached our limit for now.

But as I promised you before, monsieur, she'll be back.

So, we are going once,

-going twice. -[Preá] I'll pay ten.

Pardon?

[crowd murmuring]

10,000.

[tense music playing]

It seems as though we have a new bidder.

[Cristóbal] 13,000.

13,000?

[Preá] Twenty!

20,000!

-We're at 20,000-- -25! That's the end of it.

Going once, twice, three times. And sold to the gentleman!

-[crowd cheering] -Congratulations, congratulations!

-Wait! I have more! Wait! -Our successful businessman!

[Preá] Wait, I have more money!

[tense music playing]

A pillar of our community!

Well-deserved for our princess of pleasure.

Wait! Wait! Wait! Tell him I got more money.

Hey! I've got more money here.

Tell him, bring her back.

[Philippe] Calm down, monsieur Preá. It's all good.

It's Jonas.

Jonas. Let's have this conversation in a more private area.

Très bien.

-[gasps] -[yells]

Put the club down! Put it down!

[tense music playing]

[woman] That's hot!

[door closes]

After all the trouble you gave me in Breves,

how can you be so stupid to come to my own house to confront me?

I just came for Janalice.

[Philippe] Ah…

Don't worry. I'm not going to do anything to you.

I'm here to help you. I swear, it's okay.

-[grunting] -[panting]

[yells]

Mari! Comrade!

[grunts]

[groaning]

Mari…

Mariangel.

[Philippe] Ah.

You think you can buy Janalice with such a small amount of cash?

It's much more than you gave Zé Elídio.

But she's worth much more, and I'm not as stupid as Zé Elídio.

I have more.

I don't have it on me right now.

I'm good for it. I can bring it whenever you want.

You won't get out of here alive, mon cher.

Not unless you pay the ransom now.

This is what I have now. The rest… [grunts]

You've got that ring.

[Preá] What about it?

It was my father's.

It's a family ring. He gave it to me.

Everyone knows the story of Tabaco's ring.

[grunting]

[choking]

[Cristóbal] Mariangel.

Now, take the ring off your finger.

Let's see if it's worth as much as they claim.

Well, you can take it off and hand it over of your own free will.

Or I can take it off myself once my associate puts you to sleep forever.

[terse music playing]

[grunts]

[speaks French]

-[sizzling] -[yelling]

[groaning]

Gaspar!

[Cristóbal groans]

Comrade, what happened?

Where's the girl?

-Where'd she go? -[groaning]

-What? What? -Gone. Gone.

What do you mean, "gone"?

Where'd she go?

-Gone! Gone! -Gone?

Just go!

[upbeat music playing over speakers]

SOS EMERGENCY CALL

[line ringing]

Feu! Feu!

Fire! Le Coq d'Or.

Aide.

Feu! Feu!

Hey! Over here.

I need you to get me past the guy at the door.

That one, there. That one.

-[grunting] -[door pounding]

You distract him and I'll sneak out, okay?

Come on, we'll go together.

-[Janalice gasps] -Stop right there.

I'm taking her. Go, go, go, go.

[tense music playing]

[crowd screaming]

Hurry, go! Come on, come on! Let's go. Go, go!

Go, go, go! Come on, girl! Come on!

Come on, come on.

-[woman] Jana! -[Preá] Come on!

[yelling]

[gun cocks]

[people screaming]

[siren blaring]

[Preá] Go, go, go, come on! Get out of my way!

-Hey! We fucking made it! -[Janalice] Hey, what are you doing?

I did this for you, don't you see?

Hey, look at me. I'm serious, I came here to save you!

I fucking love you. I'm only here cause of you!

-You fucking insane or what? -I'll make you the happiest girl ever.

I don't want any fucking man at all, got it? Now get off of me!

-[Philippe] Janalice! -[Preá] Get outta here!

Get the fuck away from her! I'm taking her.

-Calm down. -[Preá] Here, stay close to me.

I said she's coming with me, motherfucker.

[Philippe] Lower your gun.

Come on, Jana.

-[Preá] No, stay close to me. -You're mine.

I got you, stay by my side.

-Let's go, Janalice. -[Preá] Don't go anywhere.

-If you go with him, you'll die. -Stay right here, baby. I got you!

[gunshots]

-[man] The girls all ran away! -Come on, Janalice.

Get on!

Come on!

Get on!

[sirens wailing]

[woman] Pssica… [echoing]

Move! Move, come on.

[engine revving]

[wind whistling]

[water bubbling]

[dramatic pop music playing]

[motorcycle approaching]

[dramatic music playing]

Go.

Yeah.

Go back home.

[music fades]

[motorcycle engine rumbling faintly]

[engine revving]

[upbeat music playing]

THAT HUGE FOREST RUSHED BY

SHE THOUGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING

[brega pop music playing]

NOW

SAFE

[exhales]

[woman] Pssica…

IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW IS EXPERIENCING SEXUAL ABUSE, SEEK HELP.

INFORMATION AND SUPPORT AT WWW.WANNATALKABOUTIT.COM

[brega pop music continues]

[music fades]

THIS IS A FICTIONAL WORK.