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This program contains strong scenes of violence and drug use involving minors.

If you suffer from substance abuse and need help,

contact a local support organization such as Narcotics Anonymous.

This is a series inspired by real events.

Some characters, events, dialogues and other narrative elements

have been created for the purposes of dramatization.

Any resemblance between fictional characters

and real people is purely coincidental.

Why did you stop, Dom? Let's fucking go!

Come on!

Xandão's done! Let's go!

Come back, Dom!

Come on, bro!

Let's go! What are you waiting for?

- Shit, let's go! - Let's go, Dom!

- Shit, let's go! - Let's go!

Go, move.

INSPIRED BY REAL EVENTS

Everyone's copying my lion, you know.

Today I saw three blond kids just like you.

Even the rich kids want to look like me.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Copying is easy, right, baby? - Easy?

But you are unique.

- King of the jungle, hot. Yeah. - Really?

- Yeah. - Naughty girl.

Hey, boss.

- Shit went south. - What?

- Shit went south. - What the fuck is this?

- I got shot. - What the fuck?

Those fucking guards!

Call someone to take care of him. Now!

- Are you hurt, Dom? - Shut up!

Your tip was no good, I had to improvise.

What?

What did you do?

There was a party when we got there.

What fucking party?

We had to go next door.

Who told you to go next door?

Who decided that shit?

I'll be down a man, is that it?

Is that it?

I almost lost a soldier because of you.

What do I do now?

What do I do with you now, playboy?

Dom was fucking awesome.

They left me behind, all fucked up.

He came back for me.

I'd be dead without him.

Fuck you!

Colibri, there's one more thing.

What?

We robbed Herlon Costa's house.

You robbed the most famous journalist in the country?

Is that it?

If this causes shit for me,

you're screwed.

Early this morning, armed criminals broke into the home of Herlon Costa.

Police suspect that the man behind the attack is Pedro Dom.

His family was held hostage in the robbery that took place last night.

The criminals carried guns covered in gold. Gold!

The gang managed to flee,

although one of the criminals was shot during the escape.

Holy shit.

Pedro Dom is reported to be involved.

Hi.

- Hey. - You gave me a fright.

When they called me to say you fell, I almost had a stroke.

I'm still here. It wasn't time.

- Hi, Doctor. - Hello.

- Are you feeling better? - I'm fine.

Really. I'm feeling great.

- I saw your test results. - I know, I overdid it.

I drank too much, smoked.

Then I passed out. No big deal.

Victor.

I don't think you realize the severity of your problem.

- Doctor... - What's going on?

Can you give me a minute to talk to my daughter?

Sure.

What was that about?

Honey, it's...

- Don't worry, it's all good. - Tell me, Dad!

They did some tests and found a spot on my lung.

A tiny one. It's still at an early stage.

Is it cancer?

Calm down. Hey.

We'll get through this together.

Okay?

You can count on me.

I told you, it's nothing. Look at me.

No, Dad.

No. It's not nothing.

Have you told anyone?

No.

You keep everything to yourself. That's why you have cancer.

- Smoking is why I have cancer. - Then stop that shit!

Your call is being forwarded to voicemail.

Jasmin, it's me. Just pick up the damn phone. For real!

I've been trying to call. I want to know how you are.

Call me back, okay?

I want to hear about my daughter.

Your father will need your help.

- I'll do whatever it takes. - Good.

- Excuse me. Thank you. - Welcome.

Hello?

- Lalá? - Pedro?

Pedro, is that you?

I heard about the robbery at Herlon's. Was it you?

Did you get shot?

Everything's okay. Don't worry. I'm fine, okay?

Listen, have you heard from Jasmin?

It's been a while since we talked.

I want to tell you something.

I'm at the hospital with Dad.

- What? - No, it's nothing. He fell at home.

I don't want to talk about it on the phone.

Tell me. Quit hiding things from me. What happened?

Pedro, listen.

You're on your own. Dad won't be able to help you.

Just tell me what fucking happened! Where are you?

If you did this shit, there'll be serious consequences.

- You're on your own. - Where are you?

Francisco Lopes Hospital. He'll be discharged, don't come...

Hello, Pedro?

I'm telling you, just like a movie, bro.

- Bullshit, stop with that! - Cut the crap!

Dom came in on his bike, straight at the cops.

Burning rubber on the road. Just like that. I'm telling you.

It's Dom. What's up, Dom?

- Let's go surfing today? - Another time.

See you, bro.

For sure. Attacking a journalist won't go unpunished.

The press is all over me now.

That asshole will screw things for me!

How can we catch that bastard in Rocinha?

We come up with a plan to get in there and catch him.

Figure out where that rat is hiding in Rocinha.

I'll take care of the rest.

- There's nothing there. - That ain't great.

What do you want me to do?

- Dom. Where the fuck are you going? - I don't own you an explanation.

The entire police force is after you and you're leaving?

- Fuck it! I'm going to see my Dad. - What?

The aunties are complaining about the party.

They can't do it any longer.

Tell me, Jesus.

Hey, what's up, man? Can you put one on my tab?

- Here you go. Anytime. - Thanks.

What's the hurry, kid?

Come!

Where are you taking me?

With all due respect.

Can we talk and figure this out?

Now he wants to talk.

That's fucked up, isn't it?

I thought you were taller.

Pedro Dom.

Holy shit. Herlon Costa?

What was he thinking?

Better to rob the Governor.

I must find Pedro, Lalá.

What are you going to do, Dad? Run off?

Shit!

I need to talk to him.

Herlon Costa. Fuck!

There's nothing we can do.

Nothing you can do now. Nothing.

You need rest, Dad.

You just got discharged. Take it easy.

Go straight ahead and turn right. It's the second floor.

- Thank you. - Can I help?

Hi, I came to see Herlon Costa.

- Do you have an appointment? - No.

- It's not possible. - I'll wait.

Okay.

Listen up.

You won't be moving around.

It's bad for us, damn it!

I'm not going to babysit a grown man, understand?

Go. Get out of here.

Hey.

Send my regards to Colibri.

DAD, WHAT'S UP?

SEND UPDATES

What's up, Dom?

My mom wants to talk to you.

Dona Conceição.

This is Dom.

Hi.

God bless you, son. You saved my boy.

You didn't leave him behind.

You were brave.

- It was no big deal. It's all right. - It was.

It was.

You know what it's like having a Black kid?

You work hard to raise them, set them on the right path.

The dealers show up,

give them a gold necklace, a bracelet, some kicks.

And take away your kid.

When it's not the dealers, it's the police.

Xandão.

It's nice to have family like that.

What about yours?

You are blessed, my son.

No, you are.

You are!

Listen to me.

You have a mother here now.

Okay?

Truly.

Thanks, ma'am.

- I've got to go. - Bye, Mom.

I'll tell you something.

I thought you were arrogant.

But I was wrong.

You're a good guy.

I'll never forget what you did for me.

I got you.

But tell me something.

Why did you come back?

I don't know. I did what I had to do.

I couldn't let you die alone like that.

Nothing worse than that.

We're in this together.

You're one of us now.

- Let's go grab a beer, come on. - Yeah.

He's been here for three hours. I don't know what to do.

Okay.

Just a sec.

Excuse me, sir!

Please.

What is it about?

I'm Pedro Dom's father.

- I'll do it as soon as I get home. - Excuse me.

I'll call you later. Bye.

Thank you for seeing me.

I don't have much time, okay?

I came to apologize on behalf of Pedro.

You're a father too.

Sometimes kids don't quite follow the path we had in mind.

What do you want from me?

Help me tell the truth.

Please.

Herlon,

out of the blue, my son became the city's number one enemy.

He seems to be responsible for all the violence in Rio. No.

He's just a kid.

Your son has done a long of wrong.

He traumatized many families, mine included.

I'm not here to erase his mistakes.

But they're making a spectacle out of a tragedy. Understand?

All to sell newspapers.

- Wait. Your son is a criminal. - My son is sick.

First of all, he's an addict.

His addiction led him to crime.

I used to be a cop. I know the drug game inside out.

You know how much money is at stake.

Who's profiting.

We both know.

Rio doesn't produce guns or cocaine.

So how do we explain things springing up here?

I can't give you those answers.

But you can start a serious investigation.

In depth. Find out what's really going on.

And show that Pedro is just the tip of an iceberg.

And do you think

this will save your son?

Maybe not.

But it could help other families.

I'm going to catch heat for the shit that playboy did.

If the den shuts down, Vavá will fuck me up.

Rocinha's mine, but it's his gang.

Leave Vavá in Maré with his problems. Okay?

- You're the boss here. - That's right.

- I'm the boss. - That's right.

I run the biggest trap house in Brazil.

But that playboy is bringing too much attention.

I don't like it.

Baby, don't worry about it.

It's just a flash in the pan. It'll pass.

Focus on the gold you got.

That's what you should think about.

- Ride the wave he's on... - What damn wave?

- What damn wave? - Baby, listen to me!

- Listen to what? - Make the most of it.

For your benefit.

He's more valuable now.

You can deal with whoever you want. Got it?

What I got, Kelly,

is that you're talking too much.

Sticking your nose in.

Watch it.

Son of a bitch.

A tag about Dom, dude.

PEDRO DOM IS GOOD BLOOD!

"Good blood," my ass!

I'm telling you, bro. You've got the hood's respect.

- Right, Xandão? Real solid. - You're on top.

What's up, Dom? Next time you roll, I'm with you. Deal?

What chaos is this?

- Ditch the hustle to go rob? - Dom said he'd teach me.

- I'll roll with Dom, already told him. - Leave your resume.

I will, you'll see!

You already told him, man?

Are you going to ditch the hustle to go rob?

Tell me.

Anyone else wants to ditch the hustle to rob with Dom?

And a beer? No one gonna get me one?

- How's that? - Here you go.

I'd like to make a toast.

To my kid, Dom.

He was a real man,

and earned the respect of my community.

Give it up for Pedro Dom!

- Cheers! - Cheers!

You earned it.

You know you did.

You know the shit you've done.

Right?

Robbing a TV personality.

I got heated.

But I have to be fair.

Because I am fair.

This is your cut.

Thanks.

Guimba, bring us the good stuff.

- Here it is. - That's it.

This one here

is my gift to you.

Good, right?

Fucking good.

Listen to me.

Together,

we're going to make a lot of money.

Feel me?

You and me.

Fucking good money.

See that bleach blond guy in the white shirt?

- Yes. - Go get him.

Go get him.

You lost, thug. Come with me, no trouble.

Let's go.

I don't know where Dom is.

- Motherfucker, you're part of the gang. - I'm not.

- You are... - I fucking work.

Check my documents!

- I'm a worker, damn it. - Worker, my ass!

- Where's Dom? Tell me. - I'm a worker.

- I'll talk to him alone. - Tell me!

I'm going for a smoke, boss. You son of a bitch!

You're a worker?

Think I'm a sucker, you piece of shit? Do you, asshole?

Is this a worker?

You're a worker, asshole? You're a fucking criminal.

I could have you killed and dumped in a sewer.

Your family would never hear from you again, got it?

- Fucking got it? - Fucking kill me then.

- If I say anything, I'm already dead. - I'm not going to kill you.

I'll kill your sister!

I'll kill your mother and your whole family!

Listen up! I don't want trouble with the gang.

I want to know where Pedro Dom is.

- Dom isn't involved. - Isn't he?

- He's under the boss' protection. - Until when?

If you give him to me, you'll do your boss a favor.

Tell me!

This is all trash, okay?

Ten-year-old receipts.

- Check it carefully. - I did, Dad. Don't know why you keep this.

FOR YOU TO REMEMBER ME DADDY

Do you remember?

It took me

ages to make you this.

I never let you use it.

I'm glad you asked for help.

I need you to sign this.

You're selling the shop?

No, it's in your name now.

It's for your future.

I'm not going to sign it, Dad.

Why not?

What for?

To accept you're giving up? Is that it?

Honey.

- Sign it. Just to make things easier. - I won't.

I don't want you to depend on anyone.

And when I'm no longer here, you can help Pedro.

What makes you think I want to help Pedro?

He's your brother.

I have my family.

I have my life.

I'm trying to get pregnant.

I started therapy, and you know what?

I have no idea who you are, Dad.

I want to show you something.

I was absent. I know.

You had to grow up quickly.

You took on problems that weren't yours.

I didn't give the love you deserved.

I don't know if you can forgive me for the mistakes I made

with you and Pedro.

But maybe

this

may help you understand

what I tried to do.

Take it.

THE WITCH'S KISS BY VICTOR DANTAS

We know Dom is at the top.

It's tough. The police have never been in.

But if we work together, we can...

Such an operation requires a lot of resources.

- He could be gone soon. - Gentlemen.

It could turn into a war.

We have a deal with the gang.

Are we going to break it?

Not break it.

Make it more flexible.

Mr. Secretary, the Governor is on the line.

Governor?

We need to take control of the city, Governor.

The people are waiting for an answer.

What is your position, Governor?

Are you sure?

Certainly.

He gave the order.

Let's get going.

THE WITCH'S KISS BY VICTOR DANTAS

Every day,

I try to forget a past that still haunts me.

A mission in Colombia.

It's an act of war.

That's where the cocaine enters Brazil.

I don't think this mission is for me, Arcanjo.

I need you, Victor.

There's nobody else.

Outside Brazil, without official backup.

Which means if I die, no one will know.

Right?

The Colombian authorities are involved.

We can't rely on them.

Who's the target?

Leave it here with the others.

Yes, sir.

The man's here, I'll introduce you.

Holy shit, Professor.

Can't get rid of you.

Chico, you son of a bitch.

- Of course you'd be in this mess. - Of course.

Let me introduce you to Severo.

- At your service, Commander. - Victor, nice to meet you.

Severo.

- Good morning, gentlemen. - Good morning.

This is Colonel Jonas.

He'll be in charge of the mission.

Any questions, you report to him.

Nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you all.

Let's get down to business.

You'll be dropped at the Colombian border,

and will follow this road east.

Our insider, Rafa, will meet you

and take you to Vila Esperança.

Password is Witch's Kiss.

Answer is Devil's Garden.

You'll arrive on Saint Peter's Day.

Juan will be there.

Juan Calderas, our target.

One of the key members of the Cali Cartel.

Your goal is to eliminate Juan Calderas

and destroy the facilities you find.

- Any questions? - No, sir.

Good luck.

From Lia: I'm close by. Visit?

- Hi, Lia. Come in. - Hi.

How's it going?

I want to pay you back.

For me?

Come in.

Excuse me.

- Beautiful. - Do you like it?

- Want something to drink? - What are you having?

- Whiskey, want some? - Wow, sure.

I was nearby, and decided to drop by and see you.

Was I wrong?

No.

No.

Cheers.

- Cheers. - Have a seat.

Are you okay?

Yeah. All good.

It's just that you don't look so good.

What's going on?

Lia, I...

What happened?

Do you want to talk?

It can help.

You're amazing, a wonderful woman.

But I...

I can't.

I can't right now.

I don't understand, Victor.

I'm trouble, remember?

Yeah.

And?

And?

I'm Pedro Dom's father.

Colibri?

Colibri?

What a nice surprise!

- Is Colibri here? - No.

He's in Maré, with Vavá.

Will he be long?

I don't know.

- I'll be back later. - What? Wait.

Here.

You can wait for him here. Get comfortable.

So, you're friends with the king now?

Until I pay what I owe and get out.

Got it.

You do know it's 'cause of me, right?

Men are very slow, you know.

To figure things out.

Very slow.

Listen up!

Vavá just told me there will be a police operation here tomorrow.

They want Dom.

Guimba, take all the coke,

stash it in the barrels,

and bury it. Go, man!

Xandão, spread the word.

Tell everyone to grab their rifles, lock themselves in, stay put.

- Got it. - Okay? Go, damn it!

- Let's fucking go! - You two come with me.

Here.

No undies.

Want some more?

Here.

Help yourself.

Come on, Colibri. Stay put?

Someone's going to get taken out.

- Chill. - No one's getting taken out, bro.

It's just to make noise, that's all.

- Come on. - You paranoid, buddy?

You better go down and ask for backup at both entrances of the favela.

- Got it. - Go, now!

And you go tell Dom what's happening.

Fucking go!

Dom.

How was it with Vavá, baby?

Cops are coming in heavy.

I was on my way when Vavá told me.

- Do we have to go on foot? - On foot, man. The bike is way up there.

This is our main target.

Pedro Dom.

He's protected by the gang.

The locals know where he is.

Intel says he's at Laboriaux.

It's an area that's hard to reach, we know that.

That's why it's very important for us to go in carefully.

Focus, or he'll escape.

I'll hand it over to Commander Marcelo.

Gentlemen,

Alpha team goes through Boiadeiro.

Bravo team, go through Via Ápia.

And Charlie go through Gávea Road. Understood?

Yes, sir!

- Move! - Let's go!

If the police come up, we'll make it rain on them.

Go hard on those fuckers.

If you stay here, you're fucked. I'm the fucking target.

Wake up! I was born with a target on my head, Dom.

Gang wars, police invasion, stray bullets.

I've lived through all that shit.

Today, we just have to survive.

Close everything up.

Close it! Close it now!

Everything's fucking closed today!

Nothing's open here!

- Where's the commander? - Here.

- How's it going, Commander? - All good.

- We'll take Via Ápia. - Go on.

Carla, how's Gávea Road?

- Boiadeiro's closed. Gávea's closed. - Perfect.

The chopper's here.

Everyone copy?

Tell them to close everything!

Hey, Dom?

Police have us surrounded.

Fuck! Get out of here.

- And leave you? - And get arrested because of me?

Fuck it! We're in this together.

Listen to me, get away from here. You won't get screwed again because of me.

I'll stay hidden. Get out of here!

Go, bro. Go!

Go!

Everyone, raise your hands!

Go. Everyone, to the left!

Let's fucking go!

Hands on the wall, everyone!

- Don't look at me! - Hands on the wall.

- Where is Dom? - I don't know, sir.

Hands behind your back.

- Inside. Get inside! - Close the fucking door! Close it!

Inside!

Holy shit.

Close it, son of a bitch!

Barricade!

Zero One, there's a barricade up front.

Barricade my ass. Run that shit over.

Get in!

Tell them to watch over there, okay?

Nobody gets through. Search everyone.

Commander Matos. Alpha Team and Bravo Team?

- All clear. - All clear? Shooters?

- Are they in position? - Yes, sir.

Any arrest warrant, report it down here.

Stay focused!

Fuck, Dom! They're coming! Let's go!

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