Original subtitles

In the fire of napalm

we die peacefully

like within fireworks.

We must support

everything our enemy fights

and fight everything he supports

- Will we stop? - No.

- Why? - So we don't die.

- Why not just die? - To Kill, to kill.

- For what? - To Win!

Who?

Who?!

- Who? - Fuck off!

Who?

To beat who? Which man?

Comrade, don't stop.

- Against who? - Everything.

- Even against us? - Against everything.

Your will was done.

Amen.

'I prefer the Santos' highway curves'

Don't sing that, it brings bad luck!

And when we get the code we hear this song?

It won't be!

This is Maracangalha! It must be Maracangalha!

Maracangalha, maracangalha!

Victory!

And what will be left?

- An arm, a head - Only?

It's too much!

You can't any longer...

How are you gonna get to Maracangalha?

- With what's left. - And what will be left?

More blood.

- Almost nothing... - With a head.

It's nothing. - It's everything!

Everything?

It's everything? - Everything is nothing!

Stop asking.

Will the head ask?

Which head?

The one that is left. - It will - Everything?

The screen will be very burnt.

- It'll, be everything! - Everything is nothing! Nothing!

Attention all passengers.

Attention all passengers.

This is our last connection before the end.

Maracangalha.

Do not forget your belongings aboard.

And please

Fasten your seatbelts and don't smoke until the plane comes to a full stop.

The weather is fine.

The era is giving birth to a heart

It looks like me...

A bloody whore.

War Lovers we don't have it anymore

This is not the end yet.

Nation will rise against nation

reign against reign.

There'll be plagues, famines, earthquakes

all these things will be the beginning of my pain.

Before others a man shall denounce himself.

But the one that endures to the end shall be saved.

Then it will be the end.

There'll be a lot of natural wealth.

Cucumbers, pomegranates.

Figs, lots of sugar cane.

Brazilian wood too.

Everything will be a delight.

Won't it be, to the earth of this era,

the portrait of its real paradise?

It looks like a fortress... a shelter.

A celestial apparatus.

Rise up!

America!

For the Lord will not disown you!

You can rest assured comrade.

The church lost his father.

I woke up feeling like something was watching me.

A very strange feeling.

- I dreamed of a woman like that. - It wasn't a dream.

Did you also dream?

Comrade!

Let's see the map! It shouldn't be on the continent.

One of those islands

We'd been ordered

in case the forest was abandoned to get back to our conquered area.

If we are on one of these islands

we've made a little detour.

We're near...

Here's our strongest area

perhaps it's Maracangalha, comrade?

Or the Santos' Highway!

I'm happy.

I'm happy in the fascist party...

my new home...

Nothing.

I hadn't noticed yet.

Have you seen your body mate?

It is the sea of tranquility

This is my body.

This is my blood.

Comrade.

In each of these wounds

they tried to prove to me that the world can't be changed.

But today...

violence emanates from every part of my healthy body that remained

Or maybe the world changes through the violence in our body.

Maybe there's no hope anymore.

It doesn't change in any way.

And this body...

will be like a leprous body

of any idiot saint

Comrade...

in me

violence didn't make wounds so visible.

They're here...

what is left

is like a bomb

that wants to explode with me

with everything.

Here...

in my brain

no, not in my brain

in my cerebellum

in the medulla, far inside

The furthest it reaches...

"In the century of progress...

the revolver was admitted...

to end with bravery. "

Look at this stuff that didn't cross through progress.

Like cars.

Not a single document.

Still tomorrow...

you'll be in heaven with me

Why not today, my god?

Damn. Pow... pow.

The blood shall not run anymore

The blood...

shall be stored in our veins

so we can save you, God

with our healthy bodies

and our unbridled love.

Paradise, Lord...

even if only for a minute.

Paradise now.

Paradise today.

"In the century of progress...

the revolver was admitted...

to end with bravery."

Holy Noel Rosa.

And the paradise...

would you know where it is?

Port of Seguro.

This father was coming here!

So we can stay here for as long as is necessary.

Holiday in paradise.

No!

Look here.

We must be at least

three kilometers from our strongest area.

On the other side...

almost nothing and we'd be there.

And if this is the Santos Highway...

we'll expelled from our lines.

Every ideology made of weakness and impotence...

Every point of view

that overestimates the strength of the enemy

and underestimates the strength of the people is false!

Goal of america!

Why doesn't it play Maracangalha?

Play it! Play it!

Comrade.

We don't need to wait for Maracangalha.

We can...

We must go to the other side independent of any information.

No, we must wait.

Why?

To wait for more concrete news, comrade.

- To lose - Victory

to be suspicious...

Goal of America!

You! You, American!

Are you deaf?

America!

- People... - If you didn't know, America...

we don't know what else to say

or even why we talk.

The peoples!

The peoples are the real heroes!

We are often of a ridiculous naivety!

Everything began in a party.

And ended here.

We oblige them to be more and more violent.

Now I know that we were right.

But it's hard to believe.

That the world accepts a sordid

violence like that.

I'd like to know about the new world.

It's so far, so far...

So much blood! So much blood!

I want to amputate my third hand.

I don't.

I'd like to have a third.

And a fourth, and a flamethrower eye.

And a mouth that spits grenades.

And a dick that ejaculates napalm.

I wish I was a tank, a tank.

To move from this century to another.

Oh fuck.

Our holy hate.

Holy...

Hate...

21st century

America!

Wake up!

Now!

I order you to kill. They have to be killed.

The story will leave you feeling rotten!

And you'll be still an extension of the old world!

Last breath of the little dead bourgeois.

America...

You are rotten!

Like this place

Wake up!

America!

Wake up!

Now!

It won't be now...

The one who despairs...

will betray

will want to stay here!

She'll wake up!

But it will take a long time.

Take a long time!

America...

will be the ground

of the most important battle

fought by humanity

for his release

whoever comes

will die!

Will die here...

America

America

America

America

Many children of yours went through 'miracles'.

I want to have a child of yours.

Did you steal the mantle of the holy?

The father gave me...

to cover my first pregnancy.

They put the snake in my womb.

The father took it from me and gave me a mission.

Fill the world with children.

I say to all women to do the same.

I want to have a child with you.

It's the black uniforms and the white family.

The family owner of the Fort Farm.

They came to bring flowers to welcome the new priest.

The priest blesses them.

The people stoned the Fort Farm

When they threw acid on the blind.

You need to be careful.

This isn't the end yet.

You haven't seen, you haven't distrusted.

They killed our father.

The have many ways.

They bring flowers because they think the father is coming.

But we also have our ways.

You haven't seen.

You haven't distrusted.

Father, there's no refugee's anywhere.

No!

Not here nor any outside.

So this is the place you've chose to give birth to the son of the new era?

It's in here that you have to fuck the executioners executioner.

Now you must leave here.

There's no more hope.

But this isn't the end yet.

We need to build a boat.

Are you mad?

This is a huge risk.

I'll introduce myself in place of the priest.

So you can build your ship.

And we'll have all the information we need.

Are you mad?

Who's gone mad?

You don't understand a thing about the priesthood or about mass.

And I don't know a lot of things about your life.

You don't know about mine

Incompatible with the dignity of the office.

- Lack of authority! - It's orders from above!

Stupid!

How are you Mr. Mayor?

Unfortunately, Mr. Vicar...

the highest authority

of civil power is not me

but this competent young person.

Forgive me Reverend...

but, overwhelmed by the accumulation of commitments

I found myself compelled to make this cabinet a barbershop.

- It's the onus of the public man. - Feel free.

Here is the refractory...

of the evolution of morals.

He's further ahead than we are.

Look after the hair of the priest.

Oh, this is from his regiment.

It came from Greek times.

Jesus Christ also used it.

And also The Beatles! The Christs of modern world.

You'll keep me company?

Or would you prefer a cup of coffee? - Coffee.

So you made it to Porto Seguro, OK?

What are your impressions of the city? - Well I just arrived

But who better than you could be my host?

Yes, here.

War is always an advantage to our development.

The new framework conditions are providing the development

of a local bourgeoisie

obviously enhanced by the injection of some foreign interests.

Though in fact we have full control of these interests,

they've installed an experimental farm that has

contributed in overcoming certain oligarchic spirit

that has persisted.

Although I came...

from one of the most illustrious families of land owners in the region

I must say that...

this history of the rural aristocracy interfering with the effectiveness

of public administration, is entirely buried in the past.

Well...

I'd like to see all of you at my first Mass,

including our friends from the troops.

Great!

I have a holy idea...

I want a huge thing...

two logs of the strongest wood...

I can provide them!

I'll put an entire patrol at your disposal. - No, I don't want a patrol.

I want everybody equaled by faith.

And as a test of faith...

humility

and love to the peace of Porto Seguro.

I wish that you Mr. Mayor...

and you Mr. Guard

to cut the wood with your own hand

and build the cross for our first mass.

Make an example!

But I have a heart murmur...

- It could be tactical move. - The faith must come from above!

Yes, tactical!

I'm leaving now...

but I'll return...

to talk about these unpleasant issues.

It's tactical, it's tactical!

Sit down!

Is your paradise here?

Here inside, is music

but there outside, the war!

But this is a house of vices.

Of all vices.

Choose two or three.

Every vice has its value.

Only the man who doesn't have any vice

doesn't serve anything

Is nothing done here?

What do you want?

Without laziness...

Pleasure doesn't admit laziness.

Why didn't you stay?

You don't have anything to do here

Stop with the illusion.

- It's you who are in the way of paradise. - And the path isn't your new clothes.

This is the path.

We must cross to the other side.

That's why...

the path to paradise

goes through there.

To bring the strength of the arm

which will break the door.

But people are afraid.

The people didn't know how to defend their own priest.

Don't be afraid of the fear of the people.

The people eat...

quietly eats...

But when he wakes up...

this country will meet a lot of things that are new.

Go.

Take care of your brain.

Which is the most important weapon.

Since half past four on the day of future...

here

in paradise.

Even after Maracangalha.

Get out!

Paradise, now!

Now!

Paradise now!

Agnus dei

Qui tollis peccata mundi miserere nobis...

Agnus dei

Qui tollis peccata mundi

miserere nobis...

This is the Body and Blood of our comrades.

This is the Body and Blood of our revolution...

That which becomes dead

In the Body and Blood of those who have fallen on the way.

This is the body and blood of the worthless sacrifice.

This is the body and blood that has to be with me.

In my veins...

generating energy within me

to build my paradise.

This is bread.

This is wine.

I'll not speak to you.

My people...

But to thee, my lord

I don't ask...

I demand!

Not your mercy...

but your justice!

Before...

the universal catastrophe

destroys everything

reducing our humble planet

to ashes and dust.

I insist...

that you to meditate while you can.

For the blood no longer drains off.

but remains held in our veins...

so we can serve thee, Sir...

with our healthy bodies

and our unbridled love

Paradise, Lord!

Paradise!

Even if only for a minute...

Paradise, Lord!

Paradise, now!

Paradise now, Lord!

Please, restart...

they arrived just now...

and it isn't good to go against their wishes.

Worm!

Are you my boss?

Are you my God!

Lord...

Why do you allow...

to remain unpunished

this babylon of modern times?

This great whore...

reigning over the earth

and the landlords?

Why do you allow it, Lord?

That nations...

are forced to drink

the virulent wine it produces...

and the landlords

fornicating with it in impunity

and live in joy with it...

When everything around them

is devastation...

Napalm!

Why not destroy the earth, Lord?

and turn it into the house of demon?

An asylum for every foul spirit...

Because in it, Lord...

was found the blood of the prophets

and of the saints.

And all who have been killed across the earth.

Lord, it is...

responsible for the greatest of all sins of mankind...

the war!

Now we have to stop and not fight anymore.

We must throw away the right hand...

the armed hand.

The hand of the century of progress.

No longer the bombs...

but the music...

that comes from a new era.

It's the civilization of leisure...

not of business!

It's the new man!

A new time!

A new era!

Paradise!

Paradise!

Paradise! Now!

Now!

Paradise now!

Paradise now!

Paradise now!

Paradise now!

Paradise now!

Paradise now!

Paradise now!

Paradise now!

Get out voodoo!

[latin prayer] - Hey, comrade.

I got a boat.

Hey, I Got a boat.

Hey.

Comrade, don't mistify...

Who told you to wash it?

Who told you?

Who told you?

Comrade, what's happening out there? I can't stand it anymore.

I'll risk it and try and get a boat.

Build one, steal one, whatever!

You'll won't achieve it.

You are very sick.

You are endangering our security.

It makes no sense for you to get caught in this kind of provocation.

Our task is not here, it's there... the other side.

And as for my health, I'm fine.

I was already stuffed, fatted...

That's enough!

And you as well...

You're beginning to believe in the character you've invented.

You are completely corrupted, enchanted...

by this ridiculous disguise.

We'll end up rotting here...

and leaving the other rot there without us.

Why don't you answer me?

Comrade, I'm absolutely quiet.

Political realism...

I'm getting all the information we need.

Lies, Lies!

Mystification!

You want to stay here!

You want to stay here!

Our Mission.

We'll leave here!

Our territory may have been released.

Santos!

They are calling us!

Today I have to leave!

We are also responsible!

We have to go!

We should have gone!

We have to overcome our fear.

If we are revolutionaries the future is ours!

The future is ours!

In 10 years...

In 50 years...

A century!

The future doesn't belong to our generation anymore.

Maybe in the next century.

Or never again.

The last days in Maracangalha.

I haven't seen the first ones.

"... I prefer the curves of Santos' Highway... "

"... where I try to forget the love I had... "

I'll go to the beach.

And see if I see something.

Search for a boat.

Whatever.

Maybe they'll broadcast something.

In another code.

"I'll go to Maracangalha, I'll go... "

"... In a white uniforme, I'll go... "

"... I'll go with a straw hat, I'll go... "

"... I'll invite Anália, I'll... "

Traitor!

This is a case for the Revolutionary Court.

Who's?

And where?

Maracangalha is over!

It was just a cheap radio!

Nothing more!

Now there's only one court.

The Nothing Court!

Nothing!

You don't believe in nothing anymore.

That's why nothing comes out from here.

And this hand doesn't work.

And this leg doesn't walk...

And to move all this mass...

You need to believe in one word.

In a reason.

In just one word.

For Christians...

two sticks crossed is enough.

Today we don't have a word anymore.

Nothing!

You would need...

two, three and thousand of words...

all advertising agencies in the world...

all the televisions in the universe...

screaming: Go! Go!

Go!

All this...

for you to go to the other side.

But now...

there's no more reason for anything.

There's this...

This...

This...

This!

Now!

Leave!

What are you waiting for? The doors are open!

Go!

Act!

Go to the other side if you believe in anything.

What do you want?

What do you want?

Do you want me to say some words?

The duty of the revolutionary...

is to make the revolution.

Or...

The duty of the revolution...

is to make the revolutionary.

Or...

The making of revolution...

Is to owe the revolutionary.

Or...

The revolution...

is to make a duty in the revolutionary.

Fatherland or death!

We will win!

Fatherland...

or...

Earth.

I'll have a abundance of words.

The words have nodes...

And now they can not untie the knot.

The words are dead.

Everything is dead.

Dead man.

I have guns, words, doors.

Why am I not leaving?

New man, pew man

Ah! New Man!

Our group is over!

Now...

We are doomed to be people.

Our defeat...

What does it matter...

The apotheosis of the world of beetles...

before the great..

the immense failure of our struggle.

This secondhand society...

is short-lived.

People who thought they believed...

the things we thought we believed...

don't believe anymore.

Now...

we will start a new life.

The equation...

Outside of struggle... just madness.

Go!

Hit your head on the wall

Go!

Go!

Go again!

They got Tonho and are bringing him here.

Are you listening?

It's our people talking as Tonho did...

making a buzz...

They are walking from house to house torturing everyone.

They've already bombed the other side.

Why didn't you leave?

I'll rip your son out of my belly.

Narcissus!

Blind!

Mute!

I want to give birth to people.

But end up with your paradise.

We will not do any harm to him.

Correct Father?

We just want to know.

Where are the others.

Who is your contact on the other side?

What is this devil sound you make people play?

Please!

I will not allow such a thing in the house of God.

He's a man!

It's one of God's creatures!

It isn't a man... It's a monster!

I'm against all this.

This isn't a human creature anymore.

This is consequence of atomic bomb.

We have all the rights over such creatures.

But it's one of God's creatures!

Father...

I really cherish what you represent.

And for being a creature of the Lord God.

Take it!

Cool!

Mucho legal!

Wonderful!

Speak!

Shock!

With humility I built the cross for your first Mass.

Now you have a much easier mission.

Cremate the body.

Tonho...

You'll rot in the street for everyone to see.

Even the blind will see.

They'll touch you but won't find your head.

Back in the strength of my hate...

Comes the strength that made me give birth to my children.

Ressurects, Tonho!

Come give your strength for thy people!

Give the hatred of your blood to thy people!

So it doesn't clot uselessly.

The Blood!

And thy people!

I want to be immolated by their sin!

Every woman needs a gun.

Every woman needs a gun.

Every woman needs a gun!

Come back!

Strength almost dead is love!

Strength that gave birth to your children!

It is with this that thou parts Tonho.

That thy blood clots in your veins with your death.

And thy people!

Thy people repent!

Repent from sin and rebellion...

and of violence...

that brings more violence!

Let's return to the land of Porto Seguro!

The uniqueness of it!

No!

Get out!

They blinded me!

I saw too much!

I saw, they'd killed the father.

I know, I saw...

People arrested... people tortured.

Gas and barbed wire...

The sky covered with Vultures.

Your ritual...

has a folk richness.

It's wonderful.

My weakness is folklore.

I'm not here to talk. - For your confession!

Indeed! You are not our father.

He died on the road...

before crossing the ferry.

Our father?

You are an imposter, honey.

The father...

worked for us.

We have informants.

I enjoyed seeing you defending our ideas.

With your divine hand...

Can I publish it?

So the priest who was coming...

was eaten?

But I never saw a father...

put the grace, charm, beauty...

the poison, the pathetic tone...

that you use.

Honey...

I know that you have a bunch of yours...

but we won't do anything against you.

Nor against your boy.

But you have to tell more. Much more.

You have a talent.

Who is this ridiculous person walking around?

Come to our side.

I'm in love with you.

You'll have everything, like the others.

I want my mommy...

Oh mommy...

The ghost's bride looks so much like you Mommy.

I miss you mommy...

I've finished the boat!

Now it's time to go to the other side.

All of this didn't turn into a sea of blood.

You won't stop!

You holy pig!

Reproducer of victims!

Yes, I'll stay here...

I'd rather die than kill...

I will not allow...

you to steal people's life with an endless struggle.

Yes, the world will change.

But it'll change because people like you will disappear.

Like the militiaman.

Like the black uniforms.

And for my own personal good.

And the general happiness of Porto Seguro.

Tell the people I will stay!

And now...

Get out of my reign!

My people went down...

and I'll denounce you...

Comrade.

You despair before even reaching the end.

This thing will happen...

And whoever is late will only cause more deaths.

Come with me...

Break it!

Break everything!

Let's go, get out!

Down with the cross, my people.

Take it...

The key of the city is yours.

Honey...

you are preventing the development of Porto Seguro.

The troubled get off!

Scoundrels!

Let go scoundrels!

No, please!

Don't leave me here

I want to go with you.

They'll kill me.

No, for the love of god.

My friends!

My brothers!

From now on...

...it will be...

The Free Republic...

of Paradise Now.

For absolute pleasure.

For immediate satisfaction.

For complete freedom.

Follow me!

Those who are marginal.

First Day!

Rule paradise, food for the people.

Second Day

Joy! The country of idleness, not business.

Third day: Born again, baptism

Forth day

Amor, amor! Love, love!

Take your pubes for reality!

Fifth day!

Communion with the future!

Search for the future on earth!

The future is coming, man will be able to fly!