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Freeze!

You're getting my floor all dirty.

I don't get things dirty, ma'am. I clean them.

I'm the... Sorry, Mari Carmen. Jesus. Okay, okay.

Go work a little.

Hey, I've been here two hours.

Listen, procedure is procedure.

Sure... Shit.

I just had to get the only cop who wants to do things right.

Fuck me.

Get your finger ready, please.

Good. Put it there.

Roll it, please.

There'll be a red light.

It's a scanner. Don't worry, it won't blind you.

It's not cataract surgery, just the stupid ID card.

No, it's not the "stupid ID card". It's the National Identity Card.

Without it, you're no one.

How's it going?

Feli, good afternoon. -Hi, Pedro.

-Eustaquio, don't work so hard. -Good afternoon.

My God.

-Hey, Pedrito. -Basilio.

What's up? How's the fight against evil?

I'm afraid it's still winning.

But don't worry, I'm watching out for you.

Hey lady, you look just like that model!

Help! My purse!

Don't just stand there.

-I should go, huh? -Now, man, now!

-I'm going! -Come on.

Stop, police!

No, no, no!

Shit!

Pick it up and you're dead.

Coward! What are you gonna do?

Fucking loser.

By the way, I took the meatballs out of the freezer.

They're in the fridge so they won't go bad.

Would you focus, please?

-Was that my phone earlier? -Yes.

-Did you answer? -For God's sake, I'll tell you later.

I don't like you answering my phone.

Here we go again with this leftist privacy bullshit.

It's mine, it's like reading my mail.

Deal with it.

You can go through mine if you want, but it's super boring.

Yours, why would I do that? I trust you.

Forget it then.

Are you hard?

-Wow. -I dunno, it seems a little soft to me.

Well it's hard as a rock. Like a baseball bat.

Who was it? -You're getting distracted!

-Tell me or I'll stop. -Don't!

You already take long enough to finish.

-Who was it? -You just won't give up, will you?

The Spanish Embassy in Brazil. Come on.

Brazil?

-Yeah, don't you have a friend there? -No.

I mean, Mateo, but I haven't seen him in ages.

They were calling about him.

Oh.

-What? -I'm gonna cum.

-Come on. -I'm gonna cum.

Come on, you sexy beast!

-So what was up with Mateo? -Come on, I'm yours!

Go! -What'd they want?

He's dead.

You're kidding me.

-Did you cum? -Fuck me.

Tell me you told me that to turn me on, please.

Why would I tell you a friend died to turn you on?

Did you cum or not? -Yeah, yeah.

Get off then.

Off.

Fuck.

-But is Mateo really dead? -Yes.

Does it matter? You haven't seen him in years.

-Why'd they call me? -Dunno,

apparently he had no family

and you're his emergency contact. -Really?

Jesus, Mateo.

Now that's loyalty.

I can't believe Mateo's dead.

Shhhh... ankles!

-Did they tell you why? -No, Pedro!

They asked if you'd go get the body,

but I told them you live in Spain, so you wouldn't.

Why'd you say that?

You're not gonna pick up the body of a guy you haven't seen in years.

-What if I want to go? -You're afraid to fly.

You never leave the neighborhood. -I think I have to go.

We should've gone together.

Mateo had a dream: open a beach bar, live free, fuck mixed girls...

-Your dream was to fuck mixed girls? -No, it was the beach bar and freedom.

Sure.

So why didn't you go?

Hey, Pedrito. Either it's a long trip or you've got a dead body.

No, man, no dead bodies.

I'm going to Brazil. You have a guide?

Guide... Brazil, beautiful country.

But there... there's tons of crime,

you actually might find bodies in suitcases, all chopped up.

The other day I was watching a documentary.

So there's these worms that burrow under your fingernails,

and lay their eggs...

-Under your fingernails? -Yep, and 24 hours later

you get these blisters...

Like little aliens, then they migrate to your brain

and there they...

Sorry, I only have guides for Cuenca.

-So you chickened out? -Yeah.

You're such a wimp.

You always were, why am I even with you?

-Eva. -You're not going to Brazil

right when I'm ovulating.

It's three days.

Yeah, the three days you can get me pregnant.

If you can, I'm starting to doubt it.

We're not arguing

over a trip you don't have the balls to do alone.

Who said I was gonna do it alone?

Who would come with you?

Don't you see that it's crazy? -You don't know my friends.

We'll be landing shortly.

Please turn off your electronic devices so we can land.

Sir, bring the seat forward.

There, perfect.

Thank you for choosing AtlanticFly...

What's up, Pedrito?

I'm about to land in Madrid.

Sir, were you not listening? Turn off your phone.

I'll call you when we land.

Bye.

David Guzmán, please report immediately to the cockpit.

What do you need, captain?

A kiss before landing.

We're at work.

Come here.

Márquez, take the controls.

Yeah, I'm in perfect shape for this

after those six gin tonics I just downed.

No fear!

If you need to kick someone, do it.

I played for Real Madrid, you know how I got there?

Giving it my all, tripping people,

making sure my rivals knew they couldn't dodge me.

Because if they did, I'd bust their knees.

That's what I want you to do, okay?

Alright.

Go get 'em.

Come on, defence, defence, don't let her slip by.

Don't let her go, Carmen, cover.

Nazaret, block there. Camila, block that pass!

Carmen, she's getting away.

Nazaret, defence! Goalie, goalie!

-Goal! -God damn it.

Girls! Girls.

Look here, the strategy.

We'll go down the sides.

To hell with the strategy. Number 10 is killing us.

I want you to go hard: kicking, pushing, biting, pulling hair, whatever.

-What if I get hurt? -Honey, you won't.

Go hard and she'll be the one getting hurt.

I don't want to miss Lucía's birthday, it's Saturday.

Look, if you take that girl out,

I'll let you sleep over at Lucía's house.

Deal? Alright, let's go, let's go.

Come on! Go for the knee!

Kick her knee! Harder! Come on!

What kind of kick is that?!

She's getting away! Defence!

Defence! Carmen, defence, God...!

-Goal! -Goal. Goal. Goal.

Well, we can still come back, let's go.

I want that ankle in the hospital, got it?

Hey, that's enough, man.

Don't encourage them to kick.

Back off or I'll knock that toupee right off your head.

-Daddy. -What?

That's Lucía's dad.

Well hell! Nice to meet you, man.

The girls might stay over on Saturday, that okay?

Excuse me a sec.

Pedrito, my man, I'm in the middle of a game, what's up?

To friendship.

To the moments the three of us are together.

-Cheers, Pedro, damn. -No.

That's not why we're here. I have bad news.

What's wrong?

Mateo's dead.

-No way. -That sucks, dude.

-Who the hell is Mateo? -No idea.

Mateo Rivera, our classmate, from school.

-Right. -Dude! The kid we shut in the bathroom?

No, that was me.

No, wait! The one we drew a dick on...

That was me, too, you drew it here, and the ink lasted for a week.

Mateo Rivera, damn it. Anyways, he died abroad.

They asked me to go retrieve the body. -Seriously? Why you?

Mateo and I were super close.

I'm really sorry, you must be taking it hard.

I need a favor.

Whatever you need, brother.

Will you come with me? You know I don't travel much.

No, that wasn't ever your thing, no.

You won't even leave your neighborhood.

Let's not exaggerate, I have.

-To Colombia. -Colombia?

-When did I go there? -Colombia metro station.

How many fridge magnets?

One. Who am I supposed to be, Marco Polo?

You've got to venture out, you're getting all stale.

Travel, breathe. Have new experiences.

Refresh your energy.

Well, picking up a body doesn't seem like...

No.

Pedro, I love you like a brother,

but I'm not going. -Me, neither.

Fantastic. Thanks so much, guys.

-Where is it? -Rio.

-Madrid Rio. -Madrid Rio?

Guys, it's abroad. Rio de Janeiro.

He lives there. Well, lived, poor guy.

Brazil is very interesting right now.

You could get us free tickets...

Right? -Yep.

You two are dicks. You don't give a damn that Mateo died.

What? Mateo... Mateo was a hell of a dude.

Mateo, I'm remembering Mateo...

He was an inspiration, like Maradona,

like Sesame Street, like... -An influence.

-Totally. To Mateo. -To Mateo.

Mateo, you're coming home.

Why... Why have you been...

Been what?

Why've you been asleep so long?

Because I took a fistful of Valium.

Do you think it's true there are worms in Brazil

that lay their eggs under your fingernails?

God damn it. -Stop, your eye's starting to twitch.

It's twitching? It's the nerves.

Give me your hand. -Yeah, no, I'm good.

Your hand, then.

The turbulence freaks me out.

But no stroking my palm, okay?

No, no.

Come on, Kiko, you too, let's go.

-Fuck, man! Is like this enough? -Yeah, okay.

Think about your girlfriend.

No, we'll crash for sure.

So picture yourself there, making an ID card.

-Yeah. -Making some good passports.

With that laser that scans you for life.

-That's it. -Yeah, yeah,

people come so nervous, but daddy's there.

And I say: "It's okay, I'm gonna make you a damn good ID card".

Attention passengers, captain Díaz speaking,

AtlanticFly thanks you. We hope you've had a pleasant flight.

In approximately half an hour we'll be landing in Rio de Janeiro.

A special shout-out to passenger David Guzmán,

who is the most handsome... -That's his girlfriend!

...handsome, handsome.

I love you, baby! -That's him!

I told her to behave.

Oh God.

My favorite song.

No, no, no, not Like a wave...

Not Like a wave...

Not Like a wave... Not Like a wave...

Like a wave

Your love came into my life

Like a wave Of fire and caresses

Of white foam And the sound of shells

Like a wave

And there I was Caught up in your storm

I lost my rudder And barely noticed

Laura, please, I'm begging you.

Your love grew

Like a wa...

...ve

Olé!

Olé!

David Guzmán,

my love.

Will you marry me?

Jesus.

Laura.

Laura, but...

What's with the scene, honey?

I always wanted to get engaged in the sky.

In front of everyone?

Say yes.

Say yes.

Say yes!

Come on!

No.

Shit.

I don't wanna get married, we've talked about this.

You're the worst.

Would you mind your own business?

Okay.

You asked for it.

You'll regret that.

Laurita.

Laurita, Laurita. -Márquez, back to the cockpit.

He didn't say yes...

Hold on tight.

We're gonna die!

For fuck's sake!

Say yes!

Come on, say yes!

She’s blackmailing me!

For God's sake, say yes!

OK, I'll go!

Murderer!

Terrain, terrain, terrain, terrain.

Fine, I'll get married.

-Really? -Really.

Guy seems sincere to me.

Minimums. Minimums. Approaching minimums.

Increase descent.

Talk about samba.

Pedro, can I have my arm back, man?

No.

Márquez, take the controls.

Come here.

Go on.

Go be with your friends.

Yeah.

Bravo! Congrats!

So, yeah... Guess I'm getting married.

Thank God, you son of a bitch.

Good choice.

Reason for visit?

We've come to look for a dead man.

To look for a dead man?

To learn other languages, get to know other cultures...

And if you let me, learn about you.

Spaniards...

No shock for me, thanks.

What's with the clothes? We're here for our dead friend.

Exactly, our friend's already dead.

He won't mind.

Clothes are just a social convention. They make us slaves.

We should all go around naked, we'd be more free.

Here I am talking about freedom. Me, the one getting married!

I'd switch with Mateo.

-He's not okay. -No, and you're perfect.

Let's go to the morgue.

Please, I'm asking for a little dignity.

It's like talking to 5-year-olds. I don't understand you.

Wow, the light, the water, the joie de vivre...

These people are totally different.

Check out this MILF, 85 years well damn lived.

-85? More like 200. -And there she is, lifting weights.

My grandma has a walking frame.

What a healthy life here,

I can't believe they found Mateo dead.

No, it's clear this country changes you.

I might not even recognize the body. Maybe he's a black dude now.

I think that's it.

I'll order some caipirinhas.

-Where you going? -It freaks me out.

Like I'm jumping for joy. You're coming.

It looks dirty.

What if I catch some kind of bug, go home and kiss my girls, then what?

Come on, let's go. Hold this.

Hi. How's it going?

-What? -Are you here to identify Mateo Rivera?

Mateo Rivera, yes, "we want see", please.

Jesus.

Hey.

I don't think this guy is Mateo.

You're kidding.

What do you mean? -I don't think he is.

I don't recognize him, he looks like he's had hella botox.

I'm not feeling so good, this whole thing is freaking me out.

Oh God.

I'm so sorry, ma'am.

Guys, I swear this isn't Mateo.

Pedro, sign the papers and let's go have a caipirinha.

Mateo had a birthmark like a butterfly.

Have him show it to you and let's go, where was it?

On his ass?

Excuse me, I don't have all morning.

Sorry, give us a minute.

What's "ass" in Portuguese? -Rabo.

That sounds like I'm asking to see his dick.

-They also say "bunda". -"Bunda".

Excuse me, sir, can I see the bunda do morto?

You want to say goodbye to your friend's ass?

Yes, his traseiro, bunda, rabo, please.

Well,

would you help me turn it?

She wants us to help her turn the body over.

Right...

Here you are, the dead guy's ass. No kisses.

No kissing, please.

There! There's a...

No, no, no, this is not Mateo's ass.

-So he's not Mateo? -No.

This isn't Mateo. He no Mateo. He no Mateo Rivera. He not.

Take note.

Identification of the body: negative.

Carried out via observation of the rear end.

Identity of dead man is negative.

Identification based on ass recognition.

Fuck.

Mateo and I did diving together,

that's why I know about the birthmark.

You always need an explanation. -You'd go in there, deep, in the pool?

-Did you touch the bottom? -Idiots.

Can we change the topic? He might understand us.

Yep, I speak Spanish and Basque.

I'm from Hondarribia, damn.

From Gipuzkoa.

-I'll be damned. -Hey!

I came here for some tail, and look.

Eight years here, fucking every day, don't think that...

Eyes on the road.

Crazy, huh?

We came for Mateo's body. Where the hell is he?

No idea, but we'll look for him.

Meanwhile we can go to the stadium were Pelé played.

Or the beach, for some caipirinhas. -That's more Romário.

We look for Mateo until we find him, he might be in danger.

Fuck, again? It's like they can smell you guys.

-The fuck is this? -These assholes, they hunt tourists.

-Speed up! -Yes, yes, yes!

Calm down, fellas. That is normal here.

Every day I take a couple tourists to the ER with a cap in their ass.

Did he say it was normal?

Oh no, the dick on your forehead is gone!

Must be the sweat.

You sure they didn't give you a blow job, too?

-What? -We drew a dick on you.

And a mustache.

You guys are assholes.

Come on, clean yourself up, dirty boy.

That's it, rub it hard.

Yee-haw!

Here we are, fellas.

Jesus Christ. -My God.

Damn. I haven't seen euros since they got rid of the peseta.

Well, boys, get fucked! -See you soon, man!

Long live Spain!

-Son of a bitch. -What a firecracker, huh?

He got us here safe and sound. And gave us reais for our euros.

These bills are fake, they're fucking photocopies.

-You're joking. -Whoa, relax, okay?

It's normal for the first taxi to scam you.

Better to get scammed by a Spaniard, right?

-Fuck, the suitcases. -The suitcases!

I got the license plate. -It started with 8.

-No, 7. -Wasn't it 3?

Are you sure it's here?

This is the address the embassy gave me.

-Careful. -Careful.

What happened here?

This gives me the creeps. Let's go.

No, didn't you come to look for Mateo?

-Fuck! -Shit.

The wind closed the door, guys.

Well?

You guys ready to go up?

I think we can call him from here just fine.

Mateo, are you there?

Shit.

Do you want to tell us something?

Jesus...

Does a bang mean yes or no?

I dunno if that's different, they're five hours ahead.

Wait, wait.

Mateo.

If a bang means yes,

give us a bang.

Who's there?

That's not Mateo's voice.

Come up if you've got the balls!

Who are you?

No, who are you?

I can't travel with my badge but I'm a cop.

Erectile dysfunction and impotence.

That's not it! But trust me, I'm a cop.

Who are you? -I'm Thais.

What did you do to Mateo?

I'm his friend, I came to see him.

-What do you think? -Well, she's certainly not ugly.

And that hair.

-No, can we trust her? -Hey!

How do you know Mateo?

We've been his friends all our lives, okay?

And we're here to pick up his body.

Dressed like that? Some grief.

The pain is inside.

Look, grieving is just a social convention.

So is marriage.

Is it written on my forehead or what?

-What's wrong with him? -He's excited to get married.

Do you mind lowering the baseball bat?

That way we can all relax a little.

Thanks.

-No! -No.

Don't contaminate the scene, you'll invalidate the procedure.

Are you a cop or a lawyer?

I have a Law degree and I'm also an experienced cop.

In Spain, in Europe, on the continent. Con-ti-nent.

-He makes great ID cards. -And passports.

That is true.

Wait, they called you guys

and asked you to come get Mateo's body?

That old trick, son of a bitch. This is the third time.

Wait.

So you're saying that Mateo...

is alive?

So who's the dead guy?

Dead guys with no papers turn up every day.

Mateo probably found a body and left his things to fake his death.

What if he's really dead?

-That's what I was trying to find out. -Have you looked at the bed?

What is this? Is that...?

MATEO YOU'RE DEAD

"Mateo, you're dead".

God, I miss home.

So, let me get this straight.

Mateo is alive. -Yes, man, clearly,

a bad penny always turns up.

A bad penny?

You're pretty calm for someone who's Mateo's friend.

No, he's in trouble and they're after him, we gotta find him.

So where do we start?

-I dunno, let me think. -There's nothing to think about.

I know what we need to do. -Oh!

An old school guy, huh? All "my rules and my orders".

The last guy who forced his opinions on me,

I told him to fuck off.

That's nice, but we aren't a couple.

-Fortunately. -Yeah.

Orders, captain?

They broke in, left a message,

probably kidnapped him. This is not for us.

We need to alert the authorities. -No.

What if we go to the beach?

-Have some caipirinhas. -And start talking to the locals

and ask... -Dance the lambada.

-So we can think. -We don't need to think. No lambada.

Look, police, I'll go talk to them. -No, listen, seriously.

Don't get the police involved.

Will you please let me go? I'm a cop.

Those guys over there are my colleagues,

and our willingness to help each other unites us.

Will you let me go, please?

Thank you. -You're welcome.

Good afternoon, I'm Pedro López and I'm a police officer like you.

Spanish police.

Turns out that my friend, Mateo Rivera, who lives over there,

has disappeared.

Here's the thing, brother. -What?

You're gonna talk.

Talk about what?

About what? I talked.

I already talked!

Hey, I don't know how you do things here,

but in Europe this is a clear civil rights violation.

Please, I won't talk anymore!

Save it for the police station.

Good evening, officers. My name's Thais Andrade.

I'm a lawyer. -Let's go.

I work for the NGO Clean Police and STOP Corruption.

Could you please show me your IDs?

-Look, blondie's fixing it. -And your supervisor's name?

You got lucky, you idiot.

You guys almost shit your pants.

Move it, loser!

Stupid girl.

Not gonna say bye to your friends?

Next step, captain? -Dude.

What do you suggest?

-What if we go to the beach? -Yes!

-Finally, a good idea. -No, we gotta find Mateo. On the beach?

Mateo does the 8 pm swim, we can look there.

-The 8 pm swim. -Wouldn't miss it.

-The 8 pm swim. -What time is it now?

Jesus Christ!

What are they putting in their caipirinhas? Lard?

Where are the carnaval girls?

-Still in the magazines. -I'm seeing thongs, though.

Lots of them.

Guys, can you focus just a little and help me look for Mateo, please?

I'm gonna go see if Mateo's over there.

Thais, you're not gonna put on a swimsuit?

-You'd like that, wouldn't you? -Bet you got a banging body.

-You and Mateo are just friends, right? -You hitting on me?

A little.

-Aren't you getting married? -Yeah, but we have an open relationship.

Marriage...

I'm gonna go over there, That guy knows Mateo.

-Okay, go. -...is a social construct.

Okay, I can feel your death stare.

Relax, I know the priority of this trip. Just a minute.

Hey!

Vocês, sunscreen?

Great day, isn't it?

No, no, it's mine!

I played for Real Madrid...

When I get it, you'll see.

Ice-cold coconut.

No, I don't want coconut. Obrigado.

What's up, boss, want some sunglasses? -No, obrigado.

-How about these? -No.

-And these? -No.

-And these brown ones? -No.

-No? -No, obrigado.

Hey, how's it going boss? Bikini?

I don't want a bikini.

Look, I have blue, yellow.

-Colorful, yeah, no tits though. -Two for 15.

I don't want one! Thank you.

So I'm getting married.

I mean, I love her a lot.

Eu quero ela.

But getting married?

Hey, take it easy.

Fresh shrimp?

Fresh? It smells like the docks...

Take it away, no, obrigado.

Obrigado. No!

Obrigado, shrimp guy.

Hey friend, I have something very good for you.

Pretty girls.

No, no girls for me.

So pretty young men, then?

Men?

-Muscular, strong... -No, no men, either.

No girls, no men, no shrimp.

Come on, look...

Jesus, you're annoying as hell. No girls!

Or men! Will all of you just leave me the fuck alone!

Where's everyone going?

Hey...

...grow up and take responsibility for your actions.

You have no job! I don't want a deadbeat for a son!

You think that's fair?

Hang on a sec.

-You're closed-minded and cheap. -Shut up!

I am your father!

Hey, what is this?

The six o'clock soap opera, it's really good.

The guy at the beach bar gave me a lead.

He told me Mateo will be there tonight.

We don't see Mateo.

Hey, you looking or what?

-Can't you see we're looking, man? -I can't stop looking.

Oh, mama.

I'm gonna see if that girl knows anything.

The beach bar guy didn't say exactly what time Mateo would come.

We can kill time with a drink then!

No, we'll kill time looking for him. Hey!

Hey, my wallet!

Hey, stop him! For fuck's sake.

-That kid just stole my wallet. -Are you kidding?

Are you Mateo Rivera's friends?

Yeah.

Yes, yes.

Come with me.

Let's go.

Fuck.

Please tell me that was oil.

No, it was blood.

-Maybe he was making soup. -Yeah, a nice purée.

-Eneas? -Who is it?

-Mateo's friends. -Friends?

But it was just one.

Well there's four of them.

Four?

Okay. Bring them in.

-That means we go in, right? -Yeah.

Go in.

-You're so hot. -Get a move on.

In you go.

Shit, they've got a dude tied up there.

Fuck!

That chick is scary, right? -Uh, yeah.

I'm kinda turned on by exotic things...

That's Beleza, my favorite lover.

She takes care of idiots like you.

Uh, bon appétit?

He has my wallet.

Who's Pedro?

Me. I'm Pedro.

-I'm Pedro. -I'm Pedro.

For fuck's sake.

What, are you Pedro, too?

No, it's male loyalty.

Fuck.

Which fucking one of you is Pedro?

-It's him. Yep, him. -Yeah, you got it.

Some loyalty, guys.

Betânia.

Why don't you take your friends drinking?

Sounds like a great idea to me.

Drinking. Drinking is good.

Assholes.

Dude just wiped BBQ sauce on your shirt.

Yeah, man, Kiko, I saw him, thanks.

You, too, out!

I'm his lawyer.

I'm staying. -Lawyer?

I work for the NGO Clean Police

and the STOP Corruption group.

-Oh yeah? -Yes.

-Pussycat, huh? -Yeah, that's her.

Ooh, STOP Corruption, I'm so scared!

-Pussycat! -Where is Mateo?

Betânia, take them outside and shut the door.

I don't want witnesses.

Grab a couple of...

Two more caipirinhas?

Two more.

Yours is paid for.

Her treat.

-And she didn't buy me one? -Not you, no.

Sorry, that'll be 15 reais. Card?

This place is busy tonight, huh?

Where's the bastard who stole $20,000 from me?

You sit here.

Pedro.

I understand you're his best friend.

Well, I mean, best-best friend maybe not.

Time has really made us drift apart, you know?

I don't even remember his face now, I wouldn't recognize him.

Don't worry, Eneas, a friend will come get my body.

His name's Pedro López.

He'll tell you we're not good friends,

but that's not true. He's my best friend.

So you come all the way to Brazil

to pick up the body of a friend from elementary school?

No, no, I came to Brazil

because Brazil is a country that is...

beautiful, and I love traveling.

I don't give a shit about this guy. Best friend, he says.

What an exageração.

He's gonna say that 'best friend' is an "exageração",

but he really loves me.

And he'll pay my debt, because he owes me one.

-You owe him one? -No, I owe him one apology.

Okay? An apology.

Not $20,000. I don't have that much money, damn.

I know he has the money.

He just put a down payment on an apartment.

How does he know that?

Do you even know Mateo?

-No, not anymore. -He's a hacker.

He gets into your social media, bank accounts, and even your bed.

In your bed?

Call your namorada.

Sorry?

-Call your girlfriend. -No.

Tell her to deposit $20,000 into the account I tell her.

I'm not gonna call my girlfriend.

She needs to do it per my instructions.

I won't call her to ask for $20,000

to pay the debt of a guy I haven't seen in 12 years.

No?

No!

-Break one of his fingers. -No, please.

See how painful jacking off with a broken finger is.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, please!

I'm police! Like you! Police officer from Spain.

Spanish cop. Say something, please.

-Tell them you'll report them. -Call her.

No, she'll just laugh at me.

She didn't want me to come, I shouldn't have come.

Okay, okay, okay!

Yes, yes, I'll call her.

Why are you winking?

I can't help it.

Stop winking at me! You make me nervous.

I can't help it, it's involuntary.

Okay.

I'm gonna do a video call, okay?

So she'll see me in danger. If not, she won't pay.

It's better to pay.

She's coming. Here she comes.

Hey, no. Don't even think about leaving me alone.

She's not a...

She's a...

Dude. Yeah, I know.

Enjoy.

David... David!

Hey, handsome.

Do you wanna dance?

Oh! Like...

No, no.

Besides, you...

You've got the wrong idea about me.

She's not gonna pick up, it's 4 am in Spain.

Pedro, you have any idea what time it is?

How's Rio? -How are you, honey? Very good.

It's a beautiful city, we're having a fabulous time.

Good, I'm glad.

Well, I was asleep. You forget about the time difference?

No. I have to ask you to do something.

-What? -It's kind of important, you know?

What?

Spit it out, Pedro!

Well, could you dep...?

Eva, who is that guy?

Who?

Fuck me.

A black guy just walked by behind you.

What? I'm alone.

Must have been an optical illusion. -Optical illusion, my ass.

God damn it, Eva, I'm not an idiot.

A black guy walked by, did you guys see?

Yeah, of course.

-I saw a black guy. -I saw a black guy!

-Who are those people? -No, who's the black guy, Eva?

Vladimir, my spinning instructor.

Ask for the money.

Oh, so, I leave for four days and you jump on the first black cock?

Yeah.

If I have to wait on you, I'm screwed.

And Vladimir is way more than just a black guy.

He takes me out dancing, shows me his culture.

He doesn't get distracted when...

Eva, are you leaving me?

Yes, I don't wanna be with a boring guy who only has one magnet on his fridge.

Oh, perfect.

Just perfect.

So we're clear, it's over. You'll miss me.

You'll miss our routines. I'm not coming back.

We'll discuss the mortgage. -Mortgage?

I'm sorry.

Me, too.

Thanks.

Because if you don't pay me those $20,000 in 24 hours,

you won't have time to cry over your breakup, understood?

Huh?

He wiped his hand on me again, the bastard.

Get out.

Let's go, Pedro. I'm sure your friends are worried.

Did you just touch my dick?

I just wanted to see if you were hard.

You, know, stiff?

Touch me.

Touch me one more time, I'll kill you.

Then you'll really be stiff. -Wow, you get so violent.

I adore it.

Mess with the bull, you get the horns.

I'm dead serious, I, I...

Just because your arms are ridiculously muscular...

I'll knock your block off, no one touches me like that.

Keep talking, I'm gonna fall in love with you.

I'm gonna take you and tear you in half.

Yeah, one pec over here, the other over there.

What else?

-I'll break you. -What else?

What else?

Guys, we gotta go, they want to kill us.

But... Now? We're just getting to the best part.

I'm totally moving here, guys!

Let's go, come on, go.

Wait. Wait.

I found a flight but it's full.

You have to talk to your girlfriend.

Can't we stay until tomorrow?

We may be dead by then.

So we're not looking for Mateo anymore?

Mateo can go fuck himself.

Straight to voicemail.

Let's go to her hotel.

Hey! What's up, fellas?

Ready for a nightcap? -This asshole again?

Dude, you gave us counterfeit bills.

And you took our suitcases. -I'm more sorry than you are, damn.

The money thing wasn't on purpose. The suitcases are at mine.

For a few bucks I'll bring them to you.

A few bucks, he says.

With a few kicks I'll send you back to Getxo to chop wood.

Enough, guys, we have to go.

David, there's no excuse.

Laura has to help us.

Fuck, it's just that Laura... It's not that easy.

You gotta leave tonight.

And David, repeat after me: "Laura, I don't want to get married".

I don't wanna get married.

I've given it a lot of thought, don't think I didn't...

And I don't want to. Don't want to.

No...

Hey, how's it going?

I like you a lot.

A lot-a lot.

I like you so much, I mean...

You've no idea how much I like you.

I like you. I like you so much.

So much.

I like you so much.

I like you a lot.

A lot, a lot, a lot.

So much, really.

Listen, sir, I have a wife.

I don't like men.

Uh, okay, no problem.

The dinner's for this room? -Yes.

Is there a problem, sir?

No problem.

Can I knock on the door?

I'm so ready.

Surprise.

Champagne and everything.

-Hey. -Márquez.

Márquez?

Yeah, if she says: "Márquez, take the controls",

you take all of them.

Turbulence brings you closer.

David, why are here?

No, the real question is: "Why is this guy here in a robe?"

Well, we were relaxing a bit, we didn't want to go out.

Rio is super dangerous right now.

Sorry, madam, I didn't know you were in the middle of adultério.

-Out! -Out!

David, calm down, okay?

Chill, chill.

Breathe, you know it's best to take a deep breath and think things over.

I'm thinking over whether to beat your ass.

David, hey!

Don't you always say monogamy isn't natural,

and that love has to be free and all that?

Yeah, I've heard him.

Yeah, but you don't think the same as me.

Well, this is a two-way street.

Deal with it.

You sure got it back good.

Admit it.

Hey, feel free to join us.

Márquez, I'm going to...

I'm going to politely ask you

to leave the room, if you don't mind,

because I wanna talk to my girlfriend.

Laura?

Let go of the controls.

Oh, for God's sake.

So, David, what do you want?

It's kind of a little emergency.

You're with your friends and don't like control.

We have to go to Madrid tonight and the flight is full.

You want me to sneak you on board?

It's life or death, Laura.

What trouble you get into?

Call and get me the tickets, please.

David, you know the thing I like about you the most

is that you're never in a hurry, you're so chill and calm.

Okay, that's all great, but we need to leave in a hurry.

You act so silly sometimes.

And here I thought you were coming to surprise your fiancée.

That, too.

Wow.

You're more excited about this wedding than you'll admit.

I'm really excited about it, but...

Laura, no! Laura.

Like a wave

Your love came into my life -God, no, not Like a wave.

Like a wave

Such a powerful force -Not Like a wave, I just can't.

Of white foam And the sound of shells

Yeah, take the microphone.

Like a wave

I still can't believe Eva cheated on me.

And in my own bed.

Maybe drowning your sorrows right now

isn't such a good idea. -What doesn't kill you, right?

Another one.

Cheer up. Being single isn't so bad,

a bad relationship is the real problem. I know what I'm talking about.

I liked my relationship with Eva.

No secrets, her going through my phone,

getting mad when I went out,

sending me to buy bread, making me mop, clean, sweep.

Making fun of the way I dress.

I don't know, we had something special.

Another. -Me too.

No way we're flying tonight.

There's no flight.

-God damn it. -Give me a strong one, please.

Did you at least say: "Laura, I don't want to get married"?

No, not exactly, we ended up fucking like crazy.

-Well, never hurts to fuck. -Yeah, ask my wife.

Another.

Right, next one.

You should eat something.

What for? We'll be dead tomorrow anyways.

In fact, here's to our last 24 hours alive.

-Yep. -May we enjoy them.

Come on, stop, we have to find Mateo.

I know a lawyer who's saved his ass before.

Weren't you his lawyer?

Mateo needs more than one lawyer.

I don't trust anyone here.

The taxi driver, the cops...

Also, I don't even trust you anymore.

What's that all about?

Why are you so keen on finding Mateo?

You seem like you wanna hurt him.

-Enough booze, Pedro. -No.

I don't believe you're a lawyer,

you're way too much of a hippie.

Well I don't believe you're a cop, you're way too cowardly.

Hey, there's a nice party over there.

Should we go over there?

I sure need it.

I need it, too.

Come on.

We're gonna die!

Shit, David, David.

David, Kiko.

Black guy. Gun.

-What? -A black guy pointed a gun at me.

-Huh? -What do you have there?

This smells like samba.

Seems like Kiko's seed has been planted in the southern fields.

No, no, on your ass.

You have a tattoo, half a butterfly.

What is it with you, does every ass have a butterfly?

That's your friend Mateo, when you and him were...

Fluttering around.

-Screw you. -It's true.

What do you mean it's true, man?

Shit! -When did you get that, man?

I don't know.

Who has the other half of the "budderfly"?

The what?

"Budderfly"?

Why're you talking like that?

"Whas wong wif me?"

It's okay, stay calm, open your mouth.

Hold out your tongue.

Fuck!

They cut off part of my tongue?

No, no, no, it's okay, it's a piercing, a screw.

I mean it's not tiny, that's for sure.

It itches down there.

No shit.

-We're gonna take a peek, okay? -Let's do it.

-For fuck's sake! Barbarians! -Ouch!

What is it?

-It looks so cute on you. -What is it?

-Another piercing. A screw. -Very stylish.

Not small either, it's an #8.

My head's killing me, I don't remember half the night.

Where are we? -Good question.

How the hell did we get here?

They gave us burundanga.

They've stolen our kidneys! -No, look. Take a look.

They're both still there. -Hey, sorry, but...

Fuck!

...an alcohol-soaked kidney is worthless on the black market.

Passion fruit juice, for the hangover.

You brought us here?

Yeah, you weren't gonna make it to the hotel.

I didn't wanna feel guilty about you showing up raped or dead in a ditch.

Thanks, Thais.

Where are we? -The urban garden.

It's the NGO's social project.

The kids work here. They're not mixed up in drugs.

Mateo gave me the money to start.

-Did you talk to that lawyer? -Yeah.

He saw Mateo three days ago.

He asked where he would go and the answer was weird.

He wanted to go where he could ride and dive to be free.

So he's lost his marbles, then.

That's it. What's the best place for snorkeling?

It's not far, but you have to go by sea. Why?

Whenever Mateo has a problem, he goes snorkeling.

He's there for sure, we have to go.

Shit. Hey!

This is too much for me, I'm a land cop only.

You sure it's this way? -Yes.

You can only get there by sea, it's not for tourists.

Fuck, I just saw a shark fin. Sir!

Are there sharks in these waters?

-What did the bastard say? -That there's a lot.

Last week, one ate a tourist.

Wonderful, really wonderful.

Popeye's smashed, isn't he?

No.

My tongue. It stings.

Whose idea was it to get on a boat after what we did last night?

Who's even driving this thing?

Come on, don't be a wimp, it's just a few little waves.

-Now this is what I'm talking about. -Uh-huh.

He says we gotta go back before dark, that gives us a few hours.

So let's hurry up and find Mateo, we'll split up.

I'm going this way.

And I... am also going that way.

I'll go to that cove.

-I'll go that way. -Careful with the sun,

it's really strong here. -The sun?

I can handle the sun, Thais.

Wow, look at that one.

Now I'm hungry. -Look, souvenir t-shirts.

I'll buy a couple for the girls.

God damn.

Fucking sun...

Don't you prefer a colorful bracelet?

The girls play soccer, they adore soccer

and I'm gonna get them Pelé t-shirts so they can play soccer.

Mateo?

Is that Mateo?

Mateo!

Pedro? Pedro!

Pedro.

Pedrito! God, I missed your face,

and now you're here in Brazil.

-You're hurting me. -You left me hanging!

I did not! I panicked about the snorkeling.

I had an ear infection. -Ear infection? Bad friend!

Bad friend? Says the asshole whose body

I came all this way to get and he's alive?!

Okay!

They'll kill me if I don't pay your debt.

You met Eneas? -Yes, why do you owe him money?

-Well, for... -You asshole!

-Thais. -You want them to kill us or what?

-Listen. -You were snorkeling.

And I'm over here worried, I must be an idiot.

Can someone explain to me what's happening?

Come on, tell your little Spanish friends what you've done.

Okay, I'll do it. This piece of shit

used my garden for his shady business,

putting all his shit there and putting my project at risk.

You're a drug addict, too? -Listen, Thais.

I don't know what you've heard, but...

Whoa, calm down, let me talk to him a little...

before I kill him.

Hey, why did you say, "your Spanish friends"?

David and Kiko are here, I was afraid to come alone.

David and Kiko are here? Well hell, let's go celebrate!

Thais, forgive me, please.

Pedrito, you haven't changed. -You neither, you dick.

Well, you've grown more hair, you look like Chewbacca.

Well. David and Kiko.

It's been so long, I can't believe it.

You haven't changed. So, you must be playing First Division.

And you're getting married.

What took you so long?

-Can't you see he can't wait? -I'm not getting "mawied".

I just don't know how to tell her no. -What's up with you?

We went partying last night and it got a bit out of hand.

Forgive me for interrupting this little reunion.

But what's going on?

Why'd they call me saying that there was a body

with your phone and ID and yet you're alive?

Also, they want to kill me if I don't pay a fortune.

Yes, they're looking for me, I'm in trouble.

No, really?

We hadn't noticed.

We've been to your house.

Oh, yeah, the letters in blood? Hope it comes out.

Sometimes they're so coarse that it's cute.

So was this your dream of freedom in Brazil?

Being a drug trafficker?

Pedro...

You know how hard it is for a cop to see a childhood friend

become some kinda Pablo Escobar?

You've known me since we were 5, you think I'm a trafficker?

-I'm happy to explain it. -There's no need.

Yeah, Mateo, yeah we do.

What's important is we're finally together.

-You ready to go snorkeling? -No, don't push it.

-Besides, I have an ear infection. -Ear infection?

I've missed you, Pedrito.

Childhood friends never forget each other.

To us.

Jesus!

Mateo!

Fuck! What did you do to that guy?

-Did they follow you? -How would I know?

-Thais! -I'm going for help!

Let’s get out of here.

Come on, this way!

Mateo!

We can't even have a nice quiet drink.

Fucking Mateo.

Watch out! Duck!

They're right there!

Fuck, who are these guys?

-I owe them some money. -Are they with Eneas?

-No, no, another gang. -Another gang?

Shit!

-What happened? -They saw us.

You sure?

-Run, run! -Go, go, go!

Run, run!

Jesus fucking Christ.

Mateo, if I end up getting skinned because of you,

I'll beat the shit out of you.

-Just run! -Son of a bitch!

Guys, here!

Come on, hurry!

No, I draw the line at swimming.

Come on, Pedro!

Wouldn't it be better to face them?

Shit, no, I guess not.

Mateo!

You need to pay!

Come on, Kiko!

-I want to go home. -Come on, let's go.

Come on. -I can't do this, you fuckers.

You'll pay for this.

Fucking water.

What the hell is going on, Mateo?

A bullet whizzed right past my head.

We're lucky it was them, they have no aim.

Eneas' guys never miss. -Oh, I feel much better.

How are you gonna pay?

Thais.

Thais, wait.

-Thais, listen to me. -No, you listen to me.

Get your drugs out of my garden.

One week. Give me a week and it'll be gone.

-A week? -Please.

You've got some nerve.

Well, guys, the worst is over, so...

-I "smeww" a little bad. -What a vacation.

Spaniards! Kiko!

Adriana?

Wow!

We had a good time last night, huh?

If you want, we can do the Turkish slap again.

Bye. -Bye.

-What's the Turkish slap, Kiko? -Turkish slap?

-He slipped past the goalie. -Stop, I have two girls, man.

Don't be pigs. -Who was your friend?

I don't know about the Turkish slap,

but you are about to get a Spanish punch.

Wide open, Kiko, wide open. -Hey, dude, that's enough.

"Relass", buddy.

Enough of your bullshit.

Whoa, your van? -Nice, huh?

Super nice.

With bulletproof windows, a must for Rio.

Mateo, pay your debts, god damn!

Help! Help!

Or your friends are dead, understood?

No, no, no!

Now a kidnapping, the full experience.

Why'd they take them? It hasn't even been 24 hours.

They're from another gang.

-The ones from the beach were another. -These are another-another.

Mateo, my friend, how you've changed.

How we gonna get out of this? I don't have all this money.

They don't want money, they want my little stash.

Stash?

We'll take it to them, get the guys, problem solved.

Hey! What's up, fellas?

They leave you high and dry?

Just what we needed.

Yee-haw! Alright fellas, end of the line.

Holy smokes.

What's that smell?

No, no, no, Thais, Thais, Thais, no.

God! -What's this?

-What're you doing? -What am I doing?

Burning all your shit, Mateo,

you know how hard it was to turn this into a decent place.

I save these kids from drugs and you bring drugs.

Thais, you know you're burning David and Kiko's last hope?

-Mateo, is this...? -No, Pedro.

This "was" what was going to save David and Kiko.

-What? Where are they? -Where?

No idea where, but I'm sure they're fucked.

-What are those, zombies? -God damn.

-How could I have known? -No, Thais.

There is an ethical code in life.

You don't just burn 10 kilos of weed. People have therapeutic needs.

It's a medicinal plant. What you've done is immoral!

No, immoral is betraying a friend.

You used me, and now they might take my garden,

don't you get it?

If they seize it, it was that stupid bonfire that got half of Rio high.

Guys, can you please stop?

We need to rescue David and Kiko. -How, without the weed?

I dunno, how much do you owe them?

-20,000. -20,000, fuck me.

Increments of 20,000, huh? And the beach guys?

A bit more.

Fuck me.

You understand now why he needs so many lawyers?

No, what he needs is bodyguards.

Do you have any money left?

No, no, no, because I had to use it to cover some other things.

Thais, you're my lawyer, what's your fee to defend me?

Nothing, damn it, because I have no cash.

But I will get paid, Mateo.

Pedro, what are you thinking?

I have an idea, can your boys find out where David and Kiko are?

Yeah, you got it.

Perfect, and you, where can I get more cash?

Listen, here's the deal. Shit.

I'm doing this for my friends, not for you.

After this, you're on your own.

That's fair.

Now tell me something,

why did you call me to come help you?

Because I'm a cop or because I owed you?

Because you're my best friend, although you don't believe me.

I only wanted us both to live this dream together.

You left me hanging.

Is that true? Am I really your best friend?

Cross my heart.

Alright, everything's gonna be okay.

Let's go.

Here we are.

Listen, the guy we're gonna see is a little weird.

Weird? Here we go.

Listen. Are you sure you wanna do it?

No, but I have to help my friends.

They call him "blind Maneca".

-Why? Is he blind? -No, he...

He sees better than you and I,

but he acts blind, like this, but it's all an act.

Just play along, okay?

Let's go.

So, you're working in a police station, making passports.

Shit, wish you could make me one.

The courts have mine. -They took yours?

Weird, man, you're such a good guy.

I'm on probation, waiting for my trial.

That's thanks to Thais, she's a hell of a lawyer.

Damn, Pedro, you've no idea how I envy you.

Your calm life, your office, your government salary every month.

Holiday bonuses, too.

I'd trade it all for something like that.

And I'd trade for yours.

-Really? -Yeah.

You know what?

It's not too late to change.

-What? -Give me your passport and ticket

and I'll go to Madrid. -Hang on. What about me?

Stay here a couple days, enjoy Rio,

and then report your passport stolen and get a new one.

Are you crazy? I have a life there,

a house, a job, a girlfriend who cheats on me.

She's an ex, but still.

Listen, if you don't help me, they'll kill me.

Now I get why you called me, why I'm your emergency contact.

You wanted to take my passport.

-You owe it to me. -I owe it to you? Go fu...

No!

-What is that? -Nothing.

-Nothing? -It's a bad neighborhood, couples fight.

Stop, stop, stop!

Great, so this Maneca is just as bad as Eneas.

No, he's a good guy, you're gonna like him.

Fuck, this is really freaking me out, man.

Pedro, just trust me, everything's gonna be fine.

Mateo, dear!

Maneca!

-Hi. -How are you, you hunk?

So you've come with a Spanish guy?

Here.

I like the Spaniard.

Policeman.

How does he know that?

Well, he's only one of the ones who make passports.

How much do you want?

-20,000. -Collateral?

A new car, Volkswagen Polo.

-License plate? -6737KBD.

-Where's the car? -In Madrid.

On what... rua, what street?

Calle del Mirlo, 8.

Hey! Hey, I have a resident parking permit!

Tell them, Blackie! -Stop!

Stop!

Wow, I can't believe these people, such efficiency.

-Muito obrigado. -You're welcome, mister Maneca.

Count it good, Mateo. Spaniard, come sign.

I'll sign and be right out.

So, where do I sign?

Here?

What? What are you doing?

Mateo! What the fuck are you doing?

Mateo! -Calm down.

-What's going on? -Relax.

What the fuck is that?

Fuck, what is it with you guys and violence in this country, god damn?

M, for Maneca. The signature for the contract.

And M for "member",

something you'll lose if you don't pay the interest,

and "mortuary", if you double-cross me.

-Did you know it was signed like that? -Did I know? Look at my arm.

God damn.

I can't believe this.

Believe it, Pedrito, you've been here a couple days.

Don't worry, man, it's all gonna be okay, trust me.

Mateo Rivera, it's been a while.

You're the best-looking dead guy in Rio!

Pedro, run for your life.

He can run. Eneas only wants you.

The money stays here.

-What? -The money.

No, no, the money stays here. It stays here.

-I'm so happy to see you, Mateo. -Can't say the same, sorry.

I knew this idiot would lead us to you.

-How much is there? -20,000, boss.

That money's not yours.

I don't wanna see you again.

-Again with the shirt. -Bastard.

He's coming with us.

No, no, no.

-Pedro! -Hey, hey! Let him go!

-I'll kill you! -Okay, okay.

-I'll kill you! -Okay.

What's with the M?

M for your mother! Fuck!

Pedro!

What? Where were you guys?

They've got Mateo.

Eneas?

Anything?

Well, I asked my boys to sniff around,

I think I know where they are, but... -Fucking Mateo.

He's changed so much.

Well, Pedro, people change.

Their essence doesn't.

I bet you were generous and brave even as a kid.

And what were you as a kid? A coward and a loser?

Actually, yeah, I always have been, so what?

I had a hard time. You know who saved me?

Our Mateo.

Right.

What happened?

Nothing, it's nothing.

Give me your hand.

So you were the class loser.

That's why you decided to become a cop, to get some respect.

I've never thought of it like that.

Pedro, you're being very brave.

I have to go find my friends.

You've done enough.

You still haven't noticed that I love lost causes?

I can't let you walk into the lion's den alone.

-Are you sure it's here? -Not 100%,

but my boys think they're here.

My God, what is that?

That is... The mother of the boys. Or aunt, or grandma, or something,

they call her "big mama".

Children!

She's a fortune teller who reads cards.

Time to eat!

So what? What's the plan? -Well.

They don't know you and they've barely seen me.

That's our only advantage.

Okay.

Help! Help! I don’t like asking for help like this.

David, stop already, can't you see it's useless?

They're gonna kill us.

No, no, of course not.

We have to believe in Pedro. Pedro is a cop, Pedro...

We're gonna die.

We're gonna die.

If you get out of this and I don't,

tell Laura, tell her...

Tell her I didn't want to get married.

Please, make that clear, please.

I promise you, friend.

Hey, and if it's the other way around,

I want you to talk to my girls.

Tell them they can stop playing soccer and go to science camp,

which is what they want. But no.

They had to succeed where I failed, no matter what.

They need to be free, David.

That's so beautiful, Kiko.

I've been a terrible father.

But a damn good friend.

Cut those guys up and put them in the freezer.

It's full.

Will two more fit in?

Kiko!

Adriana!

I'm so glad to see you, but why are you here?

I live here.

Finally, a bit of luck! Adriana, untie us!

Those guys outside want to skewer us like pigs.

That's what I'm here for.

What did she say?

She's in on it.

We haven't done anything, really, we...

Tell her, she'll listen. -I cannot believe it.

After all we've been through, on the beach...

The dirty dancing, Adriana.

Hey, Panelinha!

Shit, look what Panelinha's got.

Any last wishes, Kiko?

Yeah.

I wanna know what the Turkish slap is.

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

That's the Turkish slap.

I love it.

I love it!

The soap's on!

Finally, it's the last episode of Incestuous Adultery.

See you soon.

The things I'm learning about with you.

You gotta try the Turkish slap.

Excuse me, the priestess?

It's the only way I can build on my investment.

-Let's go. -God, that show really is addictive.

The car's waiting.

-I'll distract her, you find the guys. -Okay.

There she is.

Spaniards, huh?

We've come to find out about our future.

I see a man.

-A foreigner, from abroad. -My father.

My father is Spanish. -Not your father.

But he's Spanish.

And you have feelings for him.

There's tension between you.

But he has a big internal conflict going on.

That's why you're scared of recognizing that commitment.

Because you've suffered a lot.

You've suffered a lot.

You two...

are lovers.

For many years.

Seriously? What?

Don't interrupt me, I lose my place.

Sorry.

You can have

any woman you want.

A man like you,

so handsome, so gostosão,

you don't see that every day, no.

You are also gustosona. Could I go to the bathroom, please?

I would carry you in my arms

while you

suck on my breasts.

Such a beautiful sentiment, really.

I prefer to go by myself.

Go!

Thanks.

Go on.

David!

Kiko!

Ugh, pigs, that's fucking disgusting.

Oh, yeah.

You wanna play?

No, not me, thanks.

Sorry.

Oh, yeah, that's so good!

Get out! I'm operating, goddamn it!

Sorry, doctor, sorry.

Pedro?

-Pedro! -Pedro!

Pedro, Pedro.

Oh my god, you're here.

You okay? -Depends what you mean,

they want to kill us.

We're alive because the show just started.

We've only got until it ends.

I don't like soap operas.

This guy isn't into it.

More the soccer type, huh?

Damn, Pedrito.

What a wonderful rescue.

Bruce Willis would be proud.

You should be ashamed.

Some friends.

You're ungrateful.

Ungrateful?

We came to Brazil with him and look at us now.

Silence!

I've been in this business

for a long time.

And what I've learned

in the streets

is that reputation is everything.

That's why...

I can't let some stupid girl

sneak into my house, full of lies

and with no respect

for my cards, my saints, and my spirits.

If you're so easy to trick, maybe you're not such a good witch.

Start with her.

No, no! No, please, no.

Let me say just one thing, please.

I'm the guilty one.

I'm responsible for everything.

Mateo is my best friend, please.

Please, let her go, please.

-Hey, hey, just her? -Since you're at it, you could

include us too, couldn't you?

Start with her, and then these two!

No.

This one, who's so gostoso,

you can leave him for last.

I want him for myself.

-Hey, she likes you. -Yeah, I'm gostoso.

I'm gostoso.

No, no, no...

What's happening?

Let me go!

Let me go! -Not my mother!

That's my aunt!

Now what?

Huh? Now what?

Tell them to lower their weapons! Tell them!

What are you doing, madam? Stop rubbing your ass on me.

It's so good and you want me to stop?

-Now what? -I'd say it's a draw.

Well let's settle it.

-Mateo, you bastard, you're late. -Shut up!

I hope in that bag

you have the $10,000 you stole from me.

10,000? 10,000?

You told me it was 20,000!

20,000? Did I say 20,000?

Wow.

Adriana!

Adriana...

is very good at falsifying documents.

I give shelter, I give food,

and Adriana

finds out who's trying to trick me.

It better not be fake, Mateo.

I hope you did something right for once.

Don't worry.

Here's how it works.

Adriana looks at the material.

Then,

if the money is real,

Adriana will dance.

Dança, Adriana!

If the money's fake,

you'll be the ones dancing.

Adriana, honey.

Think of what we've been through.

Dança.

Dança.

Dança, Adriana, dança.

Let loose, shake it!

Dude, you do it on purpose, right?

Looking for words with "sh"? -It kinda tickles my tongue.

Dança, honey, dança.

Dança, you bitch, dança.

The money...

is fake!

I'll kill you, Mateo.

I'll kill you with my bare hands.

Thanks, guys.

Thanks for coming with me.

Thanks for being my friends.

I love you guys. -We love you, Pedro.

You too, Mateo.

Even though you've become a total dickhead.

Thank you, Thais.

I didn't know what love was until I met you.

I love you so much.

Godspeed.

Fire!

Pedro?

Pedro.

Pedro, are you okay?

For a dead guy, yeah.

You're not dead.

You fainted.

Up you go.

Shit.

Shit, what...? What happened here? -Hey, hey.

Hey, relax, I made a deal with Eneas.

I don't like having competitors in my business.

-Are you guys okay? -Yes.

Us... yeah.

Kiko, are you okay?

More or less.

Get out of here.

Didn't see that coming, huh?

You shit your pants, huh?

Well, yeah, a little. -No, it's okay.

You've been brave, Pedro.

Again, son of a bitch.

You need to leave Rio soon.

News travels fast in the favela, loser.

I'm going.

Now for real, I'm gonna tell her I don't wanna get married.

Hey, David, nice to see you.

-Let go of the controls, Márquez. -Oh, David.

Like a wave... -Do not sing to me.

There's your tickets, 9 am, I couldn't get you in before.

I know you'll be upset, but I don't want to get "mawied".

There, I "thaid" it.

Why are talking like that?

I got a piercing.

-Why? -Because they don't go out of style.

-Why won't you get married? -Did it hurt?

No. I got another one here.

Hey!

Because I'm not interested in marriage, just I wanna go with the flow.

Are you sure you don't want to stay engaged?

-Yes, I'm sure. -Quitter.

-Hey. -You're a quitter.

I'm breaking up with you forever.

Finally, you took a decision in your life!

-Sorry? -You've no idea how long I've waited

for you to take a decision.

God, it's true.

Thanks.

Goodbye, Laura.

Take care.

He'll be back.

A toast to my "sepawashion".

A toast to my friends.

We've had to lose everything to find ourselves.

A toast to the best friends anyone can have:

childhood friends.

A toast to the sentences one says right before dying.

I'm so embarrassed.

You should only be embarrassed about not trusting me,

I told you everything was gonna be okay.

-What's that, man? -What is it? What?

A laser.

A laser.

Mateo!

-Damn it. -Jesus.

Don't run, bastard!

Hey, you mad man!

Don't bother.

I could have stopped them...

Let them give Mateo a little hell, right?

Guys.

I love you.

Oh, man...

Get in here.

It's over.

Yes!

Goal, goal, goal! Kiko Ibáñez scores a goal in Ipanema!

What a clown.

...past the useless David Guzmán!

-What's up, guys? -Dude, where were you?

I was worried.

-This dude's got more lives than a cat. -Well, they're almost gone.

Did you give it to him yet? -No.

Here, put it on your fridge so you remember this trip.

I need a favor.

I want you to take this magnet

and put it on my fridge, next to the one from Cuenca.

-What? -You're going home, Mateo.

They're gonna kill you.

Friends pay each other back for their debts.

I'm going back to Spain?

Yes, you're going back to Spain.

I'm going home.

I have to go pack.

I'll take you in an hour, don't be late.

I'm gonna see my mom again.

Give him a hug, he's totally saving your ass.

Pedro, thank you.

-Come on. -Go, get ready, let's go.

So...

do you know what you're doing?

I've been wanting to do this for 12 years, this is my moment.

-How are you gonna make a living? -Maybe I'll be a lawyer again.

You wouldn't know a firm that would hire me, even as an intern?

I don't know...

but I'll ask on Monday, okay?

Where are you going? -To pay another debt.

-What's his hurry? -Careful with the waves!

What's he doing?

Pedro, be careful!

Look how happy he is.

Look at him.

So happy.

I love you guys!

-Pedro, watch out! -Jeez.

He'll drown.

He's not coming up.

-Pedro! -Pedro!

Pedro! Pedro!

I'm fine! I'm fine!

Oh my God.

Hey, hey! Caipirinha!

Caipirinha!

Did you see that wave?