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Where is he?

He went into surgery.

He was bleeding a lot.

Are the cops here?

Doctors have to report gunshot wounds immediately.

No.

What about security?

Esqueleto and Sombra are on their way.

Can we trust them?

He's my brother.

We can.

Okay. But it's not enough.

The cops'll be here soon,

and they might hand your brother over to Búfalo.

Hold the fort. I'll take care of it.

Hey, Marcão.

Hey, boss.

I spoke to Emerson.

The scumbag is hanging by a thread.

He's not dead?

He's alive, but all fucked up.

Then use some scissors!

Not even a bullet can kill that asshole?

This is all because we were trying to cover for you.

Fuck.

Bro,

Jefferson took a beating and didn't break.

He won't break now.

He can take it.

Cover the door.

I'm on it.

Let’s see who has the balls to come for him.

Patient has no pulse.

We're losing him. Come on!

Come on, let's go, man.

Shit! It's the fucking police.

- Last chance. - Wait!

Motherfuckers!

Take it off. Hold off.

Abort.

Hey, boss. The damn cops are here.

We have to come up with a plan now.

A plan?

The fuck we do, man!

Say to him, "Good evening, how are you? My boss pays for your mistress's panties."

"Got it? So pretend I'm not here."

Let me listen. Put it on speakerphone.

Calm down, boss. We're on Galego's patch, right?

Let's hold off.

He's right, honey.

You can't do this by yourself.

Marcão, I'll call you later.

One more time.

Clear!

He's back.

RULERS OF FORTUNE

What did he say?

He didn't answer.

Why not?

As soon as he sees it, I'll call--

It's not a fucking dinner invitation. He stole my money.

- It's just delayed. - No one delays 15 million.

You know that.

I'll give this boy one day to show up.

After that, he'd better be dead.

SHOOTOUT IN RECREIO ONE PERSON SERIOUSLY INJURED

THE INJURED MAN, JEFFERSON MORAES, IS IN CRITICAL CONDITION

Leila!

Hey, Leilinha!

Oh, Leila!

I thought you weren't coming back.

Again.

You're hungover, aren't you?

Hungover, Leila?

Damn, only if it's from working too much.

So you can live like a queen.

Which you deserve, right, babe?

Are you mad at me?

Come here.

Is the owner of that cheap perfume not getting the job done?

Hey, Leila! Damn it, enough with the crazy talk.

I don't understand. Come here.

I have a stomachache, Galego. Leave me alone.

What's up? That shit again, Leila?

Take some medicine.

I'm out.

Arnaldo!

Hey, Arnaldo!

He went to the grocery store, sir.

I'll go buy it.

No. You're not going alone.

José will take you.

Leila!

Leila!

I have a ton of missed calls from Mirna.

Something happened.

Yeah?

With Jorge, maybe?

I'll go check.

Tell them to make my coffee.

He's out.

Thank God.

Now, we wait.

So...

is anyone going to tell me what the hell happened?

Fucking tell me.

Damn it, Dad.

Safe house.

Safe house?

Yeah.

Whose?

Búfalo's.

Fuck.

We needed the money.

Fucking hell.

Mirna.

Talk to me, Mirna.

Búfalo and I haven't seen eye to eye for a while.

Family matters, my allowance, trying to stop me running my business.

But it's okay. That's between us.

But tonight, as you know,

someone tried to kill Profeta,

who works for him.

And the reason for that is...

we're dating.

Búfalo and Suzana found out.

They knew I was fucking pissed,

and they were afraid I might claim--

Mirna, are you accusing Búfalo of trying to kill Profeta?

Yes.

Búfalo set it all up.

He made him go to that place I've never even heard of in Recreio.

Wait.

Who tried to kill him is one question,

another is why.

Can you prove what you're saying?

That that's the reason.

One day, Búfalo's praising Profeta,

saying he's raking it in, the next, he wants him dead?

Why?

Hold on a second.

Are you saying Búfalo would kill Profeta because you're sleeping together?

Is that it? Is it?

It's more than that.

How?

I don't know how,

but Suzana found out that we're getting married.

Búfalo saw that a better businessman was joining the family

and he panicked, thinking he'd be replaced.

But if you were hiding the affair, couldn't he be right?

I didn't say anything because of my issues with my sister.

Búfalo turned her against me.

Hold on, Mirna.

This is no place for family feuds, please.

Búfalo isn't here to defend himself.

I didn't come here to gossip.

I came here on behalf of my fiancé

to tell you that we're not safe with Búfalo running the family.

Profeta should be here.

Hold on, Mirna. Now, you're contradicting yourself.

You wanted nothing.

Now, you want everything?

They started it. We have no choice.

Wait, that's not how things work.

"Profeta should be here."

That's not how it works.

We need to get the full story.

But Profeta is in the hospital.

In the hands of the police, who obey you.

I'm just asking the police not to turn a blind eye.

Well, as far as we're concerned,

the police will do what they would do if it were anyone else.

Thank you.

I don't know about you, but that's a strange story, right?

- Very strange. - Very.

Very strange.

Didn't I tell you?

The devil looks after his own.

Holy shit, Jefferson.

Holy shit.

Nine millimeters, bro.

Right through your shoulder.

I remember.

And I remember telling you not to take me to a hospital.

You know what my answer was?

"Fuck that."

Oh, damn.

You said it.

Your girl was here.

She left saying she was going to talk to the Board.

Your girl.

I don't want anyone solving my problems.

You have no choice, Profeta.

You almost died, man.

You're staying here for a while.

How long? Did they say?

A week.

No fucking way.

Relax.

Sombra and I are on it.

Nelinho asked for backup 'cause he couldn't handle it.

Hey, man.

Nelinho said you did this for that fucking money.

You could've asked for help.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for screwing up.

I'm already selling the land.

Was it from a loan shark?

Just pay that shit and forget about it.

Sure, I can do that,

but Dad will be pissed about your secret.

You told him?

Of course. You were at death's door.

Fuck.

The old man wouldn't fucking leave.

He's pissed.

But that's his way of saying he's worried.

Fuck off, man.

Getting shot is part of the game.

It could've happened to anyone.

Where's my phone?

Yeah. I'll tell them I met Profeta,

who ended up managing Gerson's spots.

He said he was a businessman or--

No, Búfalo.

Be firm and give details.

So they'll believe that Mirna's behind all this.

But isn't she?

She is, but it's hard for men to believe a woman is capable of this.

Okay.

I won't say I'm being played by a woman, let alone her.

They'll think I'm a loser.

Listen, Búfalo. They called you here to talk about Profeta.

It's your chance to take her down.

I'm going in with you.

I'll help you.

The great Búfalo Victor.

Marcinho.

Hey.

You came on a leash?

I took her out for a walk.

Búfalo, you've been with us for a short time,

but you know when the talk is serious, we mean business.

There's no bullshit.

No games.

Mirna is accusing you of trying to kill her fiancé

because you're afraid of being replaced.

Is that true?

- What the--? - Calm down, champ.

Calm down, my ass! What are you accusing me of?

Lower your tone, Búfalo.

Calm down.

Mirna is the one accusing you.

Did she tell you she sent that playboy to rob my safe house in Recreio?

What safe house?

Our safe house in Recreio.

That fucker should've died.

Wait. She said you guys never had anything in Recreio.

But now, we do.

If she didn't know, how'd she send someone to rob you?

Suzana found a way to tell her about the house--

Wait a minute. You're not making any sense.

There's more.

They've been together for a while.

For a while. They're scheming and trying to screw me over.

So, Mirna and Profeta have been together for a while?

Yeah, damn it.

When did you find out they got engaged?

Engaged?

I didn't know they were engaged.

What else did they do?

Those fuckers are trying to screw me over. They stole my ring, okay?

There was a problem at the Angra house. You know about that now.

They tried to mess with my mach--

My business plans.

Damn, what are we gonna do?

We can't let it slide.

Does anyone else know about this?

No, I'm just telling you now.

Leave.

Get out.

Only come back if we tell you to.

Galego, can we talk?

Not today.

Not today.

You scared me.

It was nothing.

I realized what was up and ran.

I should've suspected, man.

It's all right, Mirna.

Forget about that shit.

Did you speak to the Board?

Yeah.

And I have something kind of bizarre to tell you.

First, I'd like to say...

I don't know if it's been clear so far,

but I'm not the crazy romantic type.

Really?

Really.

So, you don't have to block my number

or get a restraining order or any of that shit.

But I told them that we're engaged.

Say again?

Yeah. I said our love threatened Búfalo

and made him set up an ambush.

You did that because you felt guilty? If so, you don't--

You're crazy, man.

It was the only way they'd consider our takeover

and force the police not to take sides.

Did it work?

They're in there, talking.

We bought some time.

So, Mirna Guerra wants a ring on her finger?

I want a crown on my head.

Isn't that the deal?

Registry office, church...

Are we going to live together?

Just get out of here.

We'll figure that out later.

If you want, I can smuggle some beer in tomorrow.

What the hell?

Are you crazy?

You're not running away.

I'm not.

- I couldn't-- Let me go! - Are you going to scream?

Let go of me!

You're going to scream here? Huh?

Do you think the congressman is being as patient with me as I am with you?

He got shot.

Profeta got shot, damn it!

Where is my money?

I don't know. I think they stole it.

Who?

I don't know.

It has to do with Búfalo.

If it disappeared from Profeta's hands,

it's his debt.

If he doesn't have the money,

it's your debt.

Understood?

Okay.

All right!

Babe, did we come here just to sit on the couch?

Are you angry?

Are you gonna punch something?

Yell at someone? Curse?

- I asked you a question-- - I'm just thinking, damn it!

Calm down.

I'm pissed at myself. I don't know...

My head is fucked up.

Because of the Board?

They're all fossils.

They think they're the shit.

They're like... They're being played by your little sister.

If you knew how angry I am at them...

If I could, I'd beat the crap out of them.

You know me, right?

But no, I just keep kissing their asses.

And I had my bro, my partner, killed.

Was it worth it?

Not for me.

Why not, Búfalo?

Do you want to lose everything?

Mirna's coming after us like a bulldozer.

Babe,

Tortuga's death isn't your fault.

That was their plan.

To eat us from inside, like termites.

If we stop now, it's like handing them a prize.

Doesn't the Board decide this shit?

What do we do?

We'll stop them getting married.

They didn't say we couldn't try.

How is he?

Alive.

But he'll need to stay here for a while.

I need to see him.

Alone.

Tell me.

Do you have anything to do with this safe house thing?

Safe house?

Profeta has to get out. People are coming for him.

Come on, Leila.

You abandoned your son a long time ago.

PROFETA MISSED CALL

CAN YOU TALK? WHERE ARE YOU? WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?

How are you?

I'm sick of hearing that question.

Oh, yeah?

I could ask about Laurent's money.

Is that better?

I'll handle it, okay? As soon as I'm out of here.

You couldn't even rob the safe house.

The pyramid scheme, right?

Why didn't you tell me?

You told me to take care of it.

Yeah, not to die.

I don't even know you.

Why would I tell you about my problems?

I could've helped.

I'm taking a risk by betting on you, Jefferson.

I know, Leila, okay? I know.

That's why I didn't say anything.

So I wouldn't see the disappointed look on your face.

- I know you're embarrassed. - And angry at myself.

It's like I was driving the wrong way. It's not like me--

You're blinded by someone else's problem.

- He's family. - A family's not a cozy nest.

A family's a prison.

Learn that, Profeta.

Whoever you think is your ally is potentially your enemy.

If it weren't for them, I'd be dead.

Them and Mirna.

So it's true.

You're getting married?

Apparently so.

Wasn't that your plan?

So I wouldn't be just some nobody from Campos?

The plan was to get you in.

You have to be alive for that.

I'm raising more money to take to Laurent.

You don't have to.

A pissed French guy won't scare me.

I'm not doing this for you.

You don't understand, José.

He's gonna kill me.

I'll kill him first.

Who is Galego's head of security?

Who sees that no one lays a finger on him?

- You do. - Damn it, Leila.

I won't be the other man forever.

I've told you that.

And this baby just speeds things up.

Leave him.

Don't you love me?

Of course I love you, José.

- But this is crazy-- - No.

Yes, it is.

You know that better than me.

Galego can't stand losing anything or anyone.

Do you really want to start a war with him?

Do we have another choice?

No, Leila, no.

Not that.

We could...

We could run away.

With what money, José?

I'll figure it out.

Adding up all the accounts, it's about 18 million.

If you take out 15, you'll burn your reserve.

Screw it. How many days?

Not days, weeks.

Or do you want the IRS on your back?

Figure it out, Verônica.

Find a way.

I've paid you to manage my money for 20 years, and I can’t use it?

You're asking me to work magic. In 20 years, I only learned accounting.

- Get it from the NGO. - What?

The New Sports Center has money. Do it.

No, you drained too much from there.

I don't get why the hurry.

Opening Pandora's box--

First, we'll take one million.

No, not one, two.

Two is enough to start paying what I owe.

Can I give you some friendly advice?

Nope.

Are you sure?

That's crazy, Búfalo.

Come on, damn it! Cut the crap. Do as I fucking say.

Okay.

Let's go, guys.

Hello?

Where's Profeta?

Out cold.

He tried to leave, so they sedated him.

We're out.

Get in.

Eyes forward.

Get in.

Good.

Where are we?

We're going home.

Relax.

- Goddammit! - Hold on, Délcio!

Fuck!

Hold on, damn it!

Fuck!

Calm down. On my signal!

Now!

Fuck, yeah!

Fuckin' A!

You're not going to fucking die! I fucking love you!

LAURENT MISSED CALL

CAN YOU TALK? WHY WON'T YOU PICK UP?

In a hurry, Leila?

No. I didn't see you there, Xavier.

My mind's elsewhere.

Is it something to do with the money Verônica tried to get from the NGO?

That money's to buy some vans for the kids' field trips.

She miscalculated, that's all.

I could've gone straight to Galego.

But I decided to be nice and give you a chance to tell the truth.

The truth?

Do you want to know the truth?

The truth is, Galego doesn't like me.

He doesn't come to me anymore

to talk about business

or even to share a bed.

He replaced me with another woman. That's the truth.

So you decided to steal from my brother?

Steal?

It's rightfully mine.

I won't let another woman take what I helped build.

Galego would never let you down.

Unless you give him a reason to.

I'm desperate, Delmira.

I don't know what to do.

Can't you lie to Galego?

We barely have sex. I don't even know if I'd want to have his child.

You were so in love before. What happened?

I think I was struggling to get by, so when Galego Fernandez showed up,

I felt safe.

But then,

he wants a housewife,

who does what he says, and who he cheats on.

What do you want?

I want my own life, Delmira.

I want to study, I want to work.

Can José give you that?

José thinks big.

Too much even.

But he thinks with me.

And he loves me.

He doesn't want me to have an abortion.

But he said the final decision's mine.

Hey, Nelinho. Everything okay?

Get a snack for you and your brother, okay?

Go on.

And do you want to get rid of the baby?

No.

But I'm afraid to run away.

Of not being able to do it.

Afraid?

You're saying you're afraid of experiencing love?

Two loves.

Jefferson.

I let myself in.

Sit down.

Let's toast to your wedding.

Thanks, Dad, but I'm going to work.

You almost died because of that job of yours.

I rose from the ashes.

But you dragged the whole family into the fire.

You're not even a real Moraes.

Are you talking about Esqueleto's Bitcoin scheme?

Your real son. He started this, but you pretend not to see it.

No.

It started when you took the wheel without saying where you were going.

Do you wanna drive, Dad?

Move to Rio de Janeiro.

Run the spots your way.

If you don't want to, let me work in peace.

I just want to be better informed.

If it's not too much to ask.

This is about Jorge's daughter, isn't it?

You want to forget your family in Campos to marry Rio's royalty.

You know I was never like that.

Listen.

We fight, we argue, we bicker.

But don't you ever forget who was by your side all this time. Never.

Rest assured, Nélio.

I'll never forget.

So, Mirna Guerra wants a ring on her finger?

I know the drill.

Dad married Mom and took over her spots.

She had no say.

I won't do that.

Hello.

I want to talk to Galego.

We can't wait for the Board.

Okay.

I'll find a way.

I booked the wedding at the registry office on Friday.

I wish I could break this damn jet ski.

Mirna likes it more than her own family.

You know what I think?

I think we'll crush those two and come back stronger.

I think it's easier than we think. Look.

LAURENT WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT PROFETA.

Reply, babe.

Reply.

Any news from Laurent?

How are you doing?

Mirna got me a meeting with Galego. I wanted to tell you.

I'm not sure that's a good idea.

You don't understand, Leila. I need his support.

I don't know how, but try not to lie to him.

- Just be careful, please. - Okay.

We'll talk later.

Are you coming to Angra tomorrow, ma'am?

Not this time.

Let's go there.

I'll lure him.

There's no need to doubt it.

Tomorrow, you'll know for sure.

Your money is on its way. I brought some jewelry to pay in advance.

No.

Pay me when you can.

I thought that Jean-Luc was going to ask for my head too.

He understood,

extended my deadline, and sent more cash.

Want something to drink?

I should get back.

Hey.

When I'm pressured,

I lose my head.

I went too far.

I know.

It's a lot of money.

Not that much. I have a plan B.

BÚFALO VICTOR 6 NEW MESSAGES

A toast to victory.

The wedding, chérie.

Everyone knows about it.

Yeah, Galego told me.

But I haven't spoken to Profeta.

So talk to him.

Because this wedding changes everything.

Excuse me.

Thanks for seeing me.

That's where it hit you?

If you're alive, someone up there is protecting you.

I want to know who and why.

I'll tell my story and listen to yours.

I've never met a legend before.

Legend, my ass.

Makes me sound like I'm dead.

And that won't happen for a long time.

You're here to talk.

If you want a lecture, hire me.

I think I'm alive because it's what's fair, Galego.

I didn't hurt anyone for Búfalo to want to kill me.

Yeah, but you betrayed the guy who bet on you.

That's his version.

Weren't you banging the sister-in-law who wanted his spot?

I only found out much later.

Learn something, kid,

that this new generation of spoiled bicheiros

with their foreign degrees seems to have forgotten.

In our code,

betrayal is worse than murder.

We don't usually get involved in family matters.

Búfalo is married to Suzana,

the daughter of Jorge Guerra.

Jorge Guerra.

Who are you?

The fiancé? The boyfriend?

Do you see how hard it is to defend you?

I've followed your work for years, Galego.

You, Jorge, Coelho.

Since I was a kid, I've heard my dad talk about the empire that you built.

The real deal.

All it took was working for Búfalo to see that.

You know that.

He's very different from you guys.

Impulsive, nervous,

makes too many mistakes.

Are you badmouthing people now?

Don't you think you're a little too confident for a newcomer?

You get confident when you get beaten and survive.

I think this bullet hole is helping.

I was born in Campos, Galego.

I've worked since I was 15.

I wasn't spoiled and I don't know enough English to order a coffee.

So I'm not asking for Búfalo's place, Galego.

What do you want?

For us to stay out of it?

Exactly.

Búfalo has an army.

You don't even have a wedding ring.

I've got what you had when you built up this empire.

Determination, will power.

Most importantly, brains.

Come on, let's go.

It's just the three of us now.

Any good?

A country boy with a tough upbringing

has absolutely everything he needs

to fuck over the gladiator who is treated like royalty.

You're talking about...

That Profeta kid.

Cocky, but confident.

And smart.

What did he want?

For you to intervene?

No.

The kid's going in dry.

Can you believe it?

Brave, right?

Crazy.

I liked his attitude. I did.

But I don't know what will come of it.

What do you think?

Are you coming back?

I thought you were no longer interested in my presence.

Are you coming back or not, Galego?

Who knows?

I'm not a prophet who can see into the future, Leila.

I WANT HIS HEAD. GIVE ME IT AND WE'RE GOOD.

GET THE BOAT TO DENTISTA BEACH. TELL ME WHEN YOU'RE THERE.

THEY CAN'T KNOW I'M TALKING TO YOU.

NO ONE WILL SEE MY BOAT IN ANGRA. THERE'S NO WAY. I'LL GET YOU HIS HEAD.

What?

Slow down, Solange.

You had to give them the address?

Hush.

It's okay, sweetheart. It's okay.

Daddy's home.

No!

José!

Galego doesn't know about the baby.

I'm through with Galego!

You're his fucking wife.

This is revenge, Xavier.

Don't touch my son.

I'll do anything.

You have one day

to get rid of that baby and come back to your husband.

If you ever forget our deal

or remember you had that baby,

I'll destroy you.

And him.

Understand?

The wedding's real, Laurent.

But I don't think we can trust Profeta.

We wait for him to pay what he owes and tell him the deal is off.

I think the congressman will like--

Hold on.

What if you arrange for me to meet him in a few days?

Somewhere remote, so there's no trouble.

We'll figure it out face to face.

You're the boss.

Leave it. Go change.

I'll do that. I've distracted you long enough.

Go.

Are you nervous?

Nervous as fuck.

Damn it, pick up!

Isn't she coming, Jefferson?

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION

WITH NO INTENTION TO PORTRAY ANY REAL PEOPLE OR EVENTS.

Subtitles by: Elaine Scott