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They left the paychecks and took off five minutes ago. Same car as always.

They just drove by.

- Damn. They've got to be kidding. - Pass this asshole.

Go, now.

Pull over, damn it!

Don't do anything stupid. Or I'll blow your heads off!

- Get out of the fucking car! - Get out!

- Open the trunk! - Are you deaf?

On your knees, motherfucker.

- On your knees. - Listen.

If you work with Búfalo,

jump ship or you'll go down with him.

Look at the camera.

I'm filming you.

Get the money. We're leaving.

RULERS OF FORTUNE

To join us,

we turn your life upside down

until we're sure you’re cleaner than Mother Teresa.

Or you have noble blood.

Guys, this is Búfalo, as you might know.

Hey.

Búfalo, there's one trustworthy person from each family here.

Everything's transparent.

There's no bullshit.

As you know, there's only one draw in Rio de Janeiro.

The 9:30 draw.

- First number... - Marcinho, don't get me wrong, man.

This is a fucking museum.

Ball draws are so archaic.

Second number...

Nobody has ever invited you here, have they?

Third number...

You know why I did?

Because it is good to see how things work behind the scenes.

Do you understand?

A keen eye keeps the animals in check, right?

And there are only two animals in our business,

the ass and the eagle.

If you want to be an eagle,

always keep your eyes peeled.

When you're on your way up,

everyone around you rises with you.

But when you're at the top, the only way for others to rise

is by knocking you down.

Then, if you're alone,

even a little push... can be your downfall.

But if we stand together, the foundation is stronger.

See?

You're no ass.

Want another?

Everything okay, Tamires?

There are four types of beer and ten dishes on the menu.

I'm not dumb enough to screw that up.

You begged for a job. Now you're complaining.

Oh, hey!

Beer on the machine?

Do you have amnesia?

You were born to manage a bar.

Trust me, Tamires.

I started as a waiter at my dad's restaurant.

It's good to learn the basics.

Two months and you can move to accounting, okay?

To stare at paperwork all day?

Sounds like a punishment.

So what do you want?

My gun.

- How are you? - Good.

- Did someone take your order? - No. Will you serve me?

- Are you here alone? - Yes.

I'm late. I have to pick up my son from school. Okay?

After dominating most of the match, Búfalo suffered a shocking knockout...

BÚFALO LOSES BELT TO TUPÃ, IN DRAMATIC DEFEAT

...the first of his career.

Tortuga, Búfalo's coach, had this to say.

In a week, no one will remember him.

We'll come back fighting fit.

- Búfalo will be back! - You really are a prophet.

Come in.

You didn't say you were coming. That was a friend.

I'm here to talk about something good,

not about your friends.

- What's the backbone of bicho? - Slot machines.

Ninety percent of the revenue.

But slot machines are cheap.

Breaking a few of Búfalo's machines won't make a dent.

And he'll tighten security.

Then I remembered a documentary where a woman hacked some machines

in a Las Vegas casino,

and they started spitting out money.

I know all the machines here. Nothing's changed in 20 years.

You're saying we tamper with Búfalo's machines,

so they pay out nonstop and his revenue nosedives?

Is that crazy?

Good ideas are always a bit crazy.

But to really screw him, we’d have to hack several at once.

At the wedding, he was complaining about stolen machines.

Were they replaced yet?

Before they cut me off, they were about to arrive.

They go to my dad's warehouse first.

You know what?

It’s not a crazy idea.

It's badass.

Fucking badass.

I'm not one of your friends, Profeta.

I'm your business partner.

My dad used to say, "Don't get your honey where you make your money."

Good morning, Nélio.

We’re here about the accounting thing.

It's so fucking hot.

No entry without Profeta's permission.

I told you.

Open the fucking door.

I'm just following orders.

Want me to call Profeta?

Fucking smart-ass.

Don't you think you should be more discreet?

What for?

I've told Leila already.

She doesn't care.

So I carry on.

Yeah.

The vulture's downfall is thinking all the cows are dead.

You're saying Leila didn't complain that you put

your mistress in the spotlight?

She's my dermatologist.

And you know, Xavier,

Leila hasn't been jealous for a long time.

You never did that with any of the others.

Yeah, but this...

This is different. She's sharp, smart...

There's something special about her, you know?

She reminds me of Leila when she was younger.

Midlife crisis.

Me?

I'm only getting younger, Xavier.

Come on.

Let's go for a swim. I'm roasting out here.

I don't want to.

Now that you're skinny, you've turned into a wuss?

No, I just don't feel like it.

Xavier, I'm worried, man.

I miss you, brother.

I miss the guy who does cannonballs in the pool,

talks shit, and laughs out loud.

The guy who dances the samba. Right?

Let's go to the dance hall.

Everyone's asking about you.

I don't know.

You love that more than I do.

The damn bariatric surgery can't have taken that from you.

If I do a cannonball now, will you join me?

I... I promise to think about it.

You got me all wet.

And shining on the avenue

Everyone is saluting

The Brazilian majesty parading...

Right, Uncle?

This year, if this samba doesn't win,

Carnival won't make sense anymore. Right, Uncle?

Even if Galego buys off the entire jury, we won't lose this year.

Right?

If I'm lying, Mr. Guerra will smile right now.

We'll win this year, Mr. Guerra.

Still a nerd with your eyes glued to your phone, Pudim?

"Pudding"? Only you call me that. My name is Eduardo.

Hey, Quindim, Pudim’s rejecting the family name.

What nonsense is this, son?

- What about girlfriends? - Are you kidding me?

What? Isn't that what aunts ask about? Or do nerds not date?

Cousin, nerds make money!

This kid is making tons of money with websites and other shit.

- Really? - He's doing an online college course.

- What's it called? Tell your godmother. - Rochester Institute of Technology.

"Roshesta Institute of Technology."

- My son is so smart... - Let's sing "Happy Birthday."

- For sure. - Guys.

Let's sing "Happy Birthday."

Let's do it. Dad's exhausted. Aren't you?

Let's sing "Happy Birthday." I'll call the others.

Come on, guys. Let's sing "Happy Birthday."

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, Mr. Guerra

Happy birthday to you

Mr. Guerra!

Hooray!

It's your birthday, Dad.

I...

saw a movie

about some ants...

that gathered food,

and the grasshoppers stole it in the winter.

One day,

the ants rise up.

They refuse to give them the food

and attack them.

Have you ever seen a grasshopper take a beating from ants?

It was different in my day.

First, there is no winter in the north.

Second,

if they were taking a beating from the ants,

it’s probably because they were getting paid under the table.

The right thing to do

would be to hire some wasps

to shoot the grasshoppers.

They'd drop like flies!

I'VE SENT A GIFT. IT SHOULD ARRIVE SOON. P

If you work with Búfalo,

jump ship or you'll go down with him.

Who sent you this video?

Who sent you this?

An unknown number.

Fuck you.

- I told you to keep an eye on this shit. - What shit?

I'm trying, but I'm not a detective.

Both work for Búfalo.

They were picking up Angra's takings to bring to Rio, but today...

They knew the route, Búfalo.

They knew the police officers!

Look at the camera. I'm filming you.

Sometimes, I wonder if you're stupid, incompetent,

or if you're the asshole trying to get one over on me.

Pudim.

Come on, give me that.

Don't tell my dad anything.

He's a pain in the--

Wait, you're going to share that joint, right?

Tell me.

What do you think about Búfalo?

He's a total jerk.

Relax. I don't know about you, but I can keep a secret.

Would you smoke with me if you thought I couldn't?

You're right.

Tell me.

Are you able to...

I don't know...

Reprogram a slot machine to always pay out the jackpot?

No one will know.

And if it works,

you'll earn your share too.

One thousand reais.

Is that all?

No fucking way.

Two thousand reais.

I'll send you a circuit board.

If it works, add another zero.

Okay, but on one condition.

Stop calling me Pudim.

Okay?

Okay, Eduardo.

And I don't need the circuit board.

Just send me the drives that run the machines. I'll handle the rest.

Deal.

Seriously?

You stole my joint.

You're crazy.

Let's go to the dance hall.

Everyone's asking about you.

You love that more than I do.

The damn bariatric surgery can't have taken that from you.

Miss me already?

No. But I got a trustworthy guy.

I need you to get me a shitload of flash drives, ASAP.

- Without raising suspicions. - I'll bring it over tonight.

We can have... dinner.

Have dinner with your friend. Just bring me the flash drives.

Hello, stranger!

Well, as far as I remember, you ghosted me.

I like chance encounters.

Then luck's finally on my side.

Xavier!

I'm glad you came.

- Is everything okay? - Yes.

You forced me to come just to pull that face?

I'm thinking, Xavier.

Think with me.

First, that pouting Frenchman said he wouldn't pay us in advance.

- Remember? - Yeah.

Today, a congressman from Brasília called me

saying that the rapporteur is stirring up shit,

talking about foreign money this and my fucking ass that.

You know? Shit like that.

Do you think the French guy paid the rapporteur off?

Who knows?

I'm sure he did.

Santiago!

Hey, buddy. He's with me.

- We're here, man! - Hey, bro!

- Nice to see you. - What's up? Cool.

Listen, make yourselves at home. This is all ours.

My friends’ friends are my friends too.

- Thanks. - Pleasure.

Esqueleto, this is Santiago.

- He's the man. - Pleasure.

He's a badass businessman.

This is Esqueleto. We grew up together in Campos.

He owns the best cryptocurrency fund there is.

- He's a badass. - Crypto?

Damn!

Are you sure this is the Frenchman's doing?

Shouldn’t we wait?

I want him to suck a shitload of dicks in jail.

Call Roberto.

Call Roberto.

It takes money out of my pocket. How does that work?

You don't need to trust us.

Crypto is here for everyone, man.

Crypto prices rise in every crisis. You know why?

People with money know the financial system is

in a fucked-up bubble, and no country is safe.

The throne room.

What an honor. Thank you for the invitation.

Cut the bullshit, will you?

Roberto, I need to talk to you.

Crypto is like the new gold.

- Exactly. - It never depreciates. Understand?

- It proves the government's incompetence. - Incompetence, greed, all that shit.

'Cause when there's a crisis, they raise taxes.

Are you getting all this, Santiago?

Damn. We're studying the financial market.

That's why I can guarantee

a ten percent yield.

- No way. - All legit and documented.

- Ten? Sweetie! - Ten!

Bring more beer for my guests.

I started with 100,000 reais.

- Now, I put in one million. - One million?

- One million. - Is this an investment?

Do you know about crypto?

No.

With all due respect, Galego,

that's fucked up.

What do you mean, fucked up?

You want me to lie to the police, Galego?

How can I say the French--

It's just a little push. Just make something up.

My police buddies will handle the rest.

Let me refresh your memory.

When they did this to your son at a club on my patch,

you called me in despair, didn't you?

Remember?

In less than a week, the playboys who did that

were all walking with a limp. I'm sure you remember.

Now, I'm feeling used.

That's not good.

That's not good.

Like an inflatable doll, you know?

- Come on-- - Like an inflatable doll!

I'm on it. I'll take care of it.

That's right.

Thank you.

- Your skin looks amazing. - I wonder why?

My love.

What is it, Xavier?

- Did you drink too much? - Oh, Xavier.

There must be a circle in Hell that's just an orgy.

And you're the only one wearing a chastity belt.

- I'm leaving. - No!

- No, Xavier. Stay! - Xavier, come back!

- That was weird. - I didn't understand a word.

- Me neither. - What was that?

- A Bible verse? - Xavier...

Just a minute.

Hey, Dad.

Damn, can't you send a driver?

Okay, I'm on my way.

Sorry, guys.

- I'll be right back. - What's up?

What's up?

- Hey, Santi? - Bye.

This is bullshit.

You know what's funny?

I'm good enough to babysit,

but not to be part of the business.

I don't need a babysitter.

Tell that to my dad.

Tell him that.

What's going on with you?

I want to make my own money, Uncle.

Invest how I want, you know?

At your age, I'd have given anything to have what you have.

You already manage the carnival boxes.

That's a fucking consolation prize.

When will you all understand that I'm not a kid anymore?

Only saunas live off of other people's sweat.

Your dad and I built what we have by doing, not complaining.

Why are you laughing?

COUNT ME IN

- Who are you messaging? - No one.

Just our future.

Let's go!

Fucking, yes!

Come on, damn it. Fuck.

- Stop shouting. - Insane.

I'm so in love with you.

- Can't you see? - Stop that!

Can't you see?

No, I can't.

Oh, you can’t?

I can't.

I like when you show me properly.

How did you get in unannounced?

I always find a way.

Did you bring the flash drives?

We'll go get them together.

- Are you kidding me? - I've never been so serious.

I'm with a friend.

For this to work, we have to get to know each other.

Leave the guy. Let's go.

I'm not leaving without you.

You don't give up, do you?

You haven't seen anything yet.

This is kidnapping, you know?

It's a business trip.

And you're so slick the only flash drives you could find are in Campos?

You told me not to raise suspicion.

Being from a place no one has heard of has to have its upsides.

If I knew it would be a four-hour drive,

I wouldn't have left my date.

That loser?

That loser is heir to the biggest brokerage firm in Rio.

- Hey. - Hey, there.

Damn.

I'd already rolled it.

The flash drives, Lara.

I helped you out, didn't I?

Let me at least smoke a joint with my brother

and meet the first lady.

Business partner.

I like her.

Here.

You can have mine.

But give us the flash drives. We're in a hurry, please.

Here.

See?

I always find a way too.

So this is where Jefferson Moraes became "Profeta."

And where I learned how to grill.

Do you like red meat?

It depends. Is it buffalo?

It's in our sights.

It'll be on our table soon.

It's like in medieval times. Men can be jerks, total jackasses,

because having a dick gives them credit.

Cut it off and see what happens.

It ain't funny, man.

It's fucking bullshit.

You have everything, but it's not enough.

And yet you keep on trying, right?

Despite knowing it will never be enough.

I know how it is.

I'm one of three brothers.

Nelinho is the oldest.

He's like a brick wall.

He's reliable, always there when I need him.

But he's low profile.

I don’t think he likes playing the game.

My middle brother, Esqueleto,

he's like a hurricane.

Full of energy, goes where he wants, does what he wants,

but destroys everything in his path.

And you?

I don't share their blood.

And I'm constantly reminded of that.

A woman and an adopted son.

We're really screwed.

We can get married,

make things right, and join the Board together.

No fucking way.

No fucking way?

Don’t you get it?

I don't bow to men.

Is that my dad’s warehouse?

How the fuck did you get that?

Does the food always take this long?

I asked them to wait until Jefferson gets here.

Tell me.

What little secret

are you two hiding from me?

There is no secret.

Bullshit.

I counted the spots and the machines.

You can't be making enough money to open a bingo hall.

Or did you wave a magic wand?

I don't know what you're talking about.

My firstborn!

The normal one.

The natural.

You were meant to be the heir, you know?

It's even in your name, Nélio Jr.

It suits you.

You're big, strong as fuck.

You do whatever is needed, you even pull the trigger.

But you chose to be Jefferson's watchdog.

You just obey, always oblivious to what's going on.

I'm not oblivious.

Do you know what's going on?

I do.

Are you sure?

So you know who is funding Profeta?

I do.

You don't know shit!

Leila Fernandez.

That's my boy.

Let's go. Come on. Move.

Hurry.

Let's go!

Hurry up, damn it.

To call this early, you must know which asshole is screwing me over?

There is something wrong with the new machines.

- What’s up? - They're paying out for every bet.

A problem with the machines.

Stop everything right now.

Machines from my dad's warehouse?

I think idle slot machines are just as much of a loss, man.

You're not supposed to think shit!

Just solve the fucking problem!

I don't know if I should go to church, a spiritual guide or the police. Fuck!

Calm down.

Remember what my dad said on his birthday?

I have a ton of shit to deal with.

I don't wanna hear about your dad.

But he was right, baby.

Grasshoppers only take a beating from ants in kids' stories.

And you know what?

Tortuga's not a wasp.

He's a retired coach,

who knows as much about crime as I do about MMA.

What's the only thing we're sure of?

The attacks are coming from someone close to us.

We need to bring them closer.

Let’s have a barbecue.

Are you kidding me? What the hell for?

To celebrate my defeat?

To look them in the eye, Búfalo.

That's how we find out who is betraying you.

That's how I know you've never betrayed me.

- How's it going? - How are you?

Suzana, come here!

This is Profeta.

He's managing Gerson's spots for us.

- Nice to meet you. - Likewise.

He's young, but he's making money, right? Are you drinking?

- I'll get a beer. - Go ahead.

I'll talk to you in a minute.

Hey, Inspector.

A caipirinha for the inspector.

How are things going in Angra?

Angra isn't on my patch.

And the warehouse?

Damn, Inspector.

We're losing money here.

You have to bring me something.

I didn’t find anything because it was professional.

They knew what they were doing and left without a trace.

Really?

Drink up.

Scotch, please.

It makes no sense.

A barbecue on the day they lose a ton of money.

Yeah, I told you.

It's better if we stay out of it.

Better for whom?

Thank you.

HURRY UP

WHERE ARE YOU?

I told you. The guy's untouchable.

Best fight of the night,

the only knockout.

He's a fucking beast!

Isn't he? Fuck.

Who's a beast?

Hey, man. Tupã.

You see how things went downhill after you left.

You remember, right? He beat him to shit, five rounds.

He ran him over. He looked like fucking Rocky Balboa.

It only went south at the very end.

You can say you beat up the champion, boss.

And I can say I beat up the guy who beat up the champion.

Right?

I'm kidding.

When you started at the gym, you were skinny, puny...

I roughed you up a bit.

We've all been there!

Is that funny?

Go fuck yourself, man!

Don't fuck with me.

Learn some respect. It’ll keep your teeth in your mouth.

- Do you understand? - Yes.

If you stopped screwing around,

you'd have fixed our problem.

Did you fix it? Is your beer cold?

Are you enjoying yourself?

Don't laugh at me.

I'll get right on it.

Excuse me, guys. I'm going.

Hey, babe.

I knew I'd seen him before.

Who?

Profeta.

I'm sure he hooked up with my sister at our wedding.

So what?

They're trying hard to pretend they don't know each other.

If banging your sister was a crime, every guy here would be in jail.

There's more. I spoke to the chef.

Mirna was in Angra that day.

- Really? - Really.

Don't you find it weird?

He appears out of nowhere, takes over one of your patches

and is sleeping with my sister.

Isn’t it too coincidental?

It wasn't Profeta, Suzana.

How do you know?

He got screwed too.

The same machines were sent to his patch.

How much did he lose?

Tell me if you're gonna take off.

You want to know everything I do.

Do I always need to check in?

What's wrong, Nelinho?

What's going on, bro?

I know you.

It was Nélio, wasn't it? You've changed since you talked to him--

Hey, Profeta!

Come here.

What's up?

Let's have a drink and talk.

Let's grab a caipirinha.

I'll get them.

Okay.

Go ahead. I need to talk to Tortuga.

Take care of it for me, man.

Hey, come with me.

Come on.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Have you seen Búfalo?

What the fuck?

What?

Why invite that guy?

My sister saw us.

- I know when she suspects something. - That's bullshit.

This isn't the time for a DTR talk--

Are you with that guy?

Send that playboy home.

Are you fucking crazy?

No man gives me orders.

Except if he's an heir?

I'm an heiress, Profeta.

You're a fucking idiot.

I was looking for you to say goodbye. I'm leaving.

- Already? - Yeah.

- My man came to get me. - He doesn't want to stay?

I don't want to. Did you see how hot he is?

- I didn't. - Come meet him.

I can't. I need to go to the bathroom.

How was Angra?

Yeah, I really needed some sun, sea and sand.

- Let's go together next time. - Sure.

Drank too much?

Yeah. I drank too much.

Let's go to the sauna.

There are a few of us.

It'll sweat that alcohol out.

Let's go.

Come on, you can come too.

Where is everyone?

Yeah, well...

Take a seat.

Relax.

Mirna left already.

Your sister?

You know each other, don't you?

Or am I wrong?

We do.

She's pretending we don't, but we do.

Sounds like her.

It's a waste, right?

I agree.

Tell me more about you.

I was just leaving. Where were you?

Taking care of the ants.

- What happened to you? - What?

That scar on your arm.

- This... - That's just a scratch for Nelinho.

And yours?

I had a dream when I was a kid.

I wanted a dog.

My dad said only idiots trusted animals.

Get in.

I pestered him so much

that in the end, he let me have one.

Then the damn dog bit me.

My dad said,

"Kill that motherfucker."

"Beat him to death."

I won't fight you, bro.

You want to spar?

Come on. Let the anger out.

Come on.

Nice.

Come on, man.

Damn it, man.

Nice!

You learned how to use your feet. It took a while, but you learned.

You stole from me, motherfucker!

You were my friend!

I am your friend, man.

How much are they paying you?

How much?

You fucking betrayed me!

Fuck, man.

Help me, Emerson. Take him.

I never betrayed you.

- I didn't betray you. - Let's go.

I liked beating him up, but I still loved him, you know?

Did you kill him?

Can you believe that he bit me again?

What a beating, man.

Go take a shower. Clean your face.

This one.

- Can you see it? - Yeah.

That was a gift from my dad.

So I don't forget

that when I like something,

that shit makes me weak.

Find out all you can about the guy who was with my sister at the party.

And don't tell Búfalo.

I'm on it.

He opened a music store. It was just a front.

He wanted to cook the books in the back.

If someone came in and asked

how much the guitar was, he'd say, "10,000 reais!"

But the damn guitar only cost 600 reais.

I asked him, "Don't you wanna sell it?"

He said it was too much work, and he'd have to restock.

He didn't want to sell shit.

- Let's wrap it up, Coelho. - Is it time?

We're already late.

- Let's go. - Okay.

You always liked to gamble, didn't you?

Relax.

Jefferson doesn't know I'm here.

- What do you want? - What do you want with him?

I want to protect him.

Protect him? You're using him.

He would try, with or without me.

It's better with me.

It's good for me too.

And it can be very good for you.

How much for your silence?

Leila.

No amount of money is worth the risk

of Galego finding out that Profeta's your son.

It paid off once.

Why not now?

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION

WITH NO INTENTION TO PORTRAY ANY REAL PEOPLE OR EVENTS.

Subtitles by: Elaine Scott