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WESTERN PERNAMBUCO

A FEW YEARS FROM NOW...

What was that?

Look up ahead.

We'll take two.

What the hell.

IF YOU GO, GO IN PEACE

What's with the lab coat?

Isn't it hot?

Let's just say, it's kind of protection.

Got it.

They're after Lunga.

There's a big reward on her head too.

Don't expect me to turn Lunga in.

Me neither.

They're holding it all back.

Nobody did anything?

Lunga tried.

Now, I fill up with water
5-6 km up river.

They blocked all access.

About four months ago,

Lunga rocked up

with her gang and all guns blazing.

They killed three of them
but couldn't get it open.

Only Pacote knows where she is.

Look...

Bastard.

They're assholes.

Trigger-happy morons.

Anything unusual,
they open fire to scare you off.

Let's go.

Sure.

If only all cucks were like that.

Mrs. Domingas!

Damiano.

Open up.

Pass it on.

Grab the case.

The suitcase!

Careful with the suitcase.

- Here comes the case.
- The suitcase!

Thank goodness.

I'm glad you could make it, sweetie.

Your grandmother.

Carmelita!

Let's show some respect for Carmelita.

You old witch!

Whore! Lowlife cunt!
And you shut your mouths.

Shut up or you'll regret it.

I'd be curious to see if,

for my funeral,

so many people turn out.

Nobody will.

You were evil through and through!

You! What are you staring at?

Get away from that window!

You stuck-up prick!

Ok, time to go.
- You, leave me alone.

Come on, woman, we're going.

Don't you...
This is not the time or place.

I'll be back.

She's my friend.

Everybody, can I have your attention?

I'll make the most
of the contribution from Domingas,

who is clearly very emotional,

to say a few words
about my mother, Carmelita.

Carmelita had children.

She had grandchildren.

Great-grandchildren, godchildren...

She had lots of friends.

In our family, there are bricklayers

and scientists.

Teachers and doctors.

Architects,

gigolos and whores.

But not a single thief.

There are people in São Paulo,

Europe,

the United States...

People in Bahia and Minas Gerais.

Unfortunately, many couldn't come

to pay their respects

because of the problems in our region.

Instead, they sent their support.

Precious support for Bacurau.

Which goes to show

that Carmelita and Bacurau
live on in all of them.

Thank you, everybody.

Viva Carmelita!

Viva!

It's time.

Careful, with the sheet.

My dear friends from Bacurau...

Let us begin the funeral procession
in honor of Mrs. Carmelita,

which is why all of Bacurau
is here with us today.

Carmelita lived 94 years
to tell the story.

She was a major figure
in our community.

As is customary, I'll now play you

the message from Mr. Sergio Ricardo...

♪ It is very late in the night ♪

£ Now is the time for the Bacurau

3} The jaguar dances forward
The caipora and babau dance

- A feast of fear and terror

2 Phantoms haunt the wake

Punching holes in the trunk of night,
the woodpecker's beak

£ Spells are floating in the air

- The work of an evil sorcerer

- Charms and jinxes dreamed up
at the xangô in Nicolau's

Second dead person I saw today.

Morning, girls.

Enjoying your shower?

Son, help your mother, will you?

Dear listeners...

Breaking news.

After the incidents in Serra Verde,

for now and all next week,

we're cut off from southern Brazil.
The highway is shut

for at least another week.

The upcoming festival
in the neighboring village is canceled.

With motorcycle access only,
tricky to get your goat there.

Anyway, chin up!

It's a few minutes after 7 a.m.

Make the most of life
as long as we have life.

Migraine, nausea, feeling like death.

That's a hangover.

Morning, doctor.

Morning.

I was drunk
so my wife kicked me out.

I need a bed to get some sleep.

Take number 2.

Draw the curtain, please.
Thank you.

Go home and drink heaps of water.

And vomit.

Vomit.
More water. And vomit again.

Hello, hello, Paulo Roberto...

Jade's trying to reach you.

Answer the phone!

You're just down the street,
so keep connected.

Jade wants you to answer her call.

Today's weather forecast.

Temperatures will reach a high
of 36°C.

Morning.

And a low of 37°C.
It's a furnace out there.

Some general information...

St. Francis natural leather sandals!

Humility is
the secret to success.

This is DJ Urso,
to the beat of Araripe.

Look.

Grandma's cake.

Like she knew you were coming.

Morning.

This dress was her favorite
for wearing around the house.

Morning, Mr. Plinio.

Teresa, Madalena...
Hi, Pacote.

Morning, Pacote.

If you don't mind,
I go by Acãcio now. You see?

- Can I sit down?
- Sure. Take a seat, Acãcio.

Acãcio. I like it.

Acãcio Albuquerque da Silva.

You're doing ok?

Trying.

The thing in Serrita, that wasn't you?

Mr. Plinio, that was different.

Different but the same, Pacote.

I am trying, Mr. Plinio.

A compilation of your greatest hits
is out there.

There's a video?

No, it's dumb.
Please, don't watch it.

It's a video someone posted.

You can't really recognize me.

No. 6 isn't me.
It's another dude.

Knowing you, it's you.

You saw it?

Don't watch that stuff, Madalena.

Everybody watched it, dad.

The clothes in the living room,
they belonged to Carmelita?

Sleep with me tonight?

You're not in mourning?

I'm not religious.

Whoa.

What was going on
at the funeral yesterday?

Domingas lost it, right?

She was clearly emotional,
as my father said.

Bacurau couldn't handle Carmelita.

Now nobody knows
how to handle Domingas.

Her wife can handle her.

What do you see up there?

A plane!

Can it go faster than a bird?

Sure. It flies at 850 km/h.

From where?

From São Luis, headed to São Paulo.
It flew into a cloud.

So, the plane's flying to São Paulo.

How far is Bacurau from São Paulo?

Here, let's look it up on the map.

Look, everybody.

Let's see if we can find Bacurau here.

Let's see now...

Here we are...
Bacurau's probably too far, sir.

The satellite goes over here.

Sir, Bacurau should be here somewhere.

It should.

Let's look on the class computer.

In this heat, we need water.

Let's try the other computer.

Bacurau must be on the map.

If we can't find it here,
we'll take our time to look.

Are we going back inside, sir?

Yes, we're going to look it up
in the classroom.

Let's all try to find Bacurau on the map.

It's easy here. Let's see...

All right, everybody.

Here we go...

Hold on...

Forget the map.
Let's go satellite mode.

Serra Verde...

What?

It should be here.

Where's Bacurau?

Where's Granny Stella's house?

Sir, don't we pay
to be on the map?

No, Horacio.

Bacurau has always been here.

Down...

Here we have Serra Verde...

It should be right here.

Bacurau has always been on the map.

Well...

On this map here. Let's see.

Here, on this one, Bacurau appears.

This map shows Bacurau.

Darlene!

Tony Junior's coming.

So I see.

Listen up.

Tony Junior's here.

I repeat.

Tony Jr. is on his way.

He'll be with you in five minutes.

I repeat. Tony Jr. is on his way.

I repeat.

Tony Jr. will be with you
in five minutes.

Your attention, please.

For anyone
who didn't hear Darlene's message,

the Mayor's on the campaign trail.
Let's get organized.

Look out.

It's a surprise visit but we're on it.

Serra Verde needs him for Mayor

It was going good
It's gonna get better

You all know who's your best go-getter

Candidate 150 is the guy for you

Vote Tony Junior to be your Mayor!

Film it!

Good morning.

Morning, everybody.

I know you're all listening to me.

I know we had our differences
in the past.

But today,

I come to you with an open heart.

I bring you all kinds of goodies.

Books for the school,

which has the best library
in the region, for sure.

The library run by Mr. Plinio
and Ms. Angela.

Right, Angela?

I also bring supplies.

Food. Always important.

And coffins.

Medication.

I'm there for you,
that's the honest truth.

Elections are coming, as everyone knows.

We are going to continue
moving forward together.

I'm standing for another term,
so that we can unite.

Starting with retinal scans.

I brought this reader device,

which makes life easy
for those who cannot come to vote.

So come on out.

There's nothing to worry about.

Open the dam, you crook!

Release the water!

If only politics were so easy.
I'd love to see you try.

The problem's far more complex,
but we'll fix the water issue.

Fuck you!

Easy now, let's talk.
I'm open to dialogue.

Go fuck yourself, you scumbag!

Crook!

Son of a bitch!

Beat it!

Get your lying ass out of here!

Release the water!

- She doesn't want to go.
- Butt out, kid.

Pay up front.

You need to pay up front.

Leave her alone.
Do it in the fucking truck.

It's cool, she'll be right back.

You weren't nice last time.

All righty.

They're forcing Sandra to go!

Pay up front. That's how it works.

The Mayor's taking Sandra by force.

Pay now.

What's this ruckus?

The girl will be back, no problem.

Listen, for your information,

whores vote too.

Put it on my tab for when I get back.

Let's go.

Sandra?

The girl doesn't want to go.

You're taking her anyway.

I saw her come into the world.

I liked her mother very much.

If she comes back hurt,

I'll feed your cock to the hens.

Evening, everyone.

We sorted the food
you can see on the table.

- Now I'll hand over to Mr. Plinio.
- Thanks, Amaury.

So then, folks,

we went through the supplies here.

Some things
are past their expiration dates,

sometimes by more than six months.

We didn't throw it away.
It's your call.

But I advise caution.

Tony Jr. donated
a thousand books to our community.

As usual, we'll take good care
of the better ones.

We'll sort them together.

Please, Dr. Domingas...

This week Teresa brought,
in her suitcase,

a selection of vaccines.

We are now stocked up

for polio, DPT and snake bite serum.

But let me call everyone's attention
to this box load of Brasol IV

that Tony Jr. delivered today.

It's a Trojan horse.

A black label drug

given away free of charge,
without prescription.

As many of you already know,

Brasol IV is a mood inhibitor

presented as a powerful painkiller.

It's a drug taken
by millions of people all over Brazil.

Don't ask me why,

but suppository is the most
popular form of administration.

It's bad for you,

addictive, and it dulls your wits.

The box is here.

If you want some, help yourself.

I thought I'd let you know.

I just wanted to add...

I'd like to apologize to you all

for behaving so badly

at Carmelita's funeral.

Carmelita was an important person.

Carmelita is still important.

She's a sweetie when she's sober.

Help yourself to food.

Take what you need and share.

Sandra?

Well?

- Are you ok?
- I'm going home, all right?

You good, Sandra?

They're from Manelito's farm.

And?
- Nobody's answering.

Go take a look,
that's the best idea.

- We'll be in touch.
- Sure.

Thanks.

Horses bolting, nobody answering.
Weird, right?

Manelito, it's Acãcio.
Flãvio tried calling.

Your horses are in Bacurau.
The guys are bringing them over.

Your truck's full of holes.

Come again?
It's got holes.

Somebody shot at me.

What's going on, Erivaldo?

No idea. First I knew of this.

Two more here.

Go easy.

Plug the hole.

With plastic?
Give me that...

What happened?

No idea, Pacote.
I just noticed these bullet holes.

I took my usual route.

Are you ok?
I'm fine.

You never use your mirrors?

I keep my eyes on the road.

Plug those holes!

More buckets.

Hey, man, what's up?

See anything strange on the road?

No, why?

The water truck
came in full of bullet holes.

Bullet holes?

Three of them.
You need to turn back.

No way.

We're on our way there.

Too bad.
I'm serious, turn back.

Wait, Pacote. Hold on.

What's up?

Two bikes
headed for Bacurau.

Two motorbikes? Hold on...

Flãvio, what bikes?

Strangers. On trail bikes.

Don't hang up. Are they stopping?

Hold on, they're coming our way.

Still there?
They're headed for Bacurau.

Two trail bikes
headed for Bacurau.

Both riders wearing helmets.

They'll be there in two minutes.

Two trail bikes
headed for Bacurau.

Both riders wearing helmets...

We've drawn a crowd.

Morning.

Morning.

How are you?

What's up out there?

An issue with the water truck
or something.

Then you rock up with helmets on.

Bikers with helmets,
we don't like that.

We're not real bikers,
just out for a ride.

I thought so, from your outfits.

Like them?
- Sure.

Thanks.

Do you have beer?

Sure. Beer, cachaça...

No, just a beer, please.

Get the lady a beer.

Sparkling water?

Yes.

And what's that?

The green one?
There.

A local soda. Want to try it?

No.

What are inhabitants of Bacurau called?

People!

Is there a word? Bacarauans?

You came to see the museum?

Museum? What museum?

The Bacurau museum. It's good.

Really?

It's right next door.

And Bacurau? Does it mean anything?

It's a bird.

A small bird?

No, it's a fairly big bird.

I see.

Extinct, I guess?

Not here.

Only comes out at night. A hunter.

Anyway, thanks a lot.

No problem.

Go?

Thanks, bye.

Do you know, sir,
anything about the water truck?

What about it?

Do you know, sir,
anything about the water truck?

What happened to it?

It came in full of bullet holes.

Very good.

Good-looking guy,
he's gonna catch the queer eye

Nice, thanks.

Just like a movie star

His pride swells, his balls grow apart

Make the most of it now, dude,
old age sneaks up on you

Check out the pretty babe
with her brown hair

Dark sultry eyes and slender pink lips

She'll give killer coitus
and claim you were never near her hips

You've got me all wrong.

Great, thanks.

These folks from down south
get no sleep and less sun

They all learn to fish
without hook, line or fun

Acting like cocks of the walk

They don't know São Paulo's a powder keg!

It shows I'm from São Paulo?

Here, this is for you.

Actually, I'm from Rio.

You can keep your money, lady.

I'm only messing with you

Very good, really.

Very good.

Hey.

- Hi.
- How are you?

- Here to see the museum?
- No.

How come?
Not today.

We're in a hurry.

- On the way back?
- Yeah, maybe.

See the bullet-riddled truck?

Bullet-riddled?
- Three shots in my tanker.

Is it yours? That sucks.

You didn't see
anything on the road?

We left the road to ride on trails.

Really? Where you headed?

We're touring the region.

- Beautiful, right?
- And hot.

Beautiful hills.

Hi, is that a 200?

Yup, 200.

I plan to get one.

_ - Excuse me.
Great machine.

When you came in, engine roaring...

Could hear it from miles around.

Let's go?
Sure, go.

It's hot.

If you need anything,

I'm Erivaldo.
This is Teresa and Acãcio.

No, Pacote.
Pacote?

Interesting name.

A nickname.

We're João and Maria.

- João and Maria...
- Nice meeting you.

Oddly, the village isn't on the map.

- Sure it is.
- We just stumbled on it.

Stroke of luck
'cause we were thirsty.

- It's Bacurau.
- I know, she said.

But it wasn't on the map
and there's no signal.

I tried sending a photo.

I just got a message.

No signal, guys.

True enough, no signal.

Weird, we always have reception here.

Bye, good to meet you.

Take care on the road.
Sure thing.

Shit, still no signal.

Soraya and her little girl.

Wait there.

- Let's go.
- Wait.

- Maciel!
- Be right back.

Maciel, come on!

Let's bail, Flãvio.

They're all dead.

We're going to die.

No, they're tourists.
Look at the outfits.

You didn't see what I saw.

I went into the house.

You didn't see what I saw.

We're going to die.

Hi there!

Good morning.

All good?

Sure. You guys are riding trails?

You came from that farm?

Sure. The Tairaru farm.

If I were you, I wouldn't go.
There's been a tragedy.

You got phones on you?

- The signal's...
- Sure.

We called some guys to come out here.

You got a signal?
I heard there's no signal here.

There was no signal.

Let's see your phones.

Lady, why you got guns?

Do you have guns?

Look, lady...

This isn't supposed
to happen around here.

What happened here?

You fucking bastards!

We have two men down.

- Think we messed up?
- It's done now. Let's go.

Two fucking
morons heading back to base.

I'll knock him off his bike now, look!

Oh, that was close!

Hey cowboys.

This water really stinks.

It's because it's from the
well, it stinks but it's safe. Don't worry.

Hey, the drone thing?
That was not cool, ok? I almost got hurt.

Hey, keep it easy,
I was just fucking with you. Let's go!

Make yourselves comfortable,
we'll be here in a minute.

Okay.

I thought it would be simple.

We just went out there,
collected water, some food, some...

Some extra fuel, like...

Meeting in five minutes.
- Yes Michael.

- They leave like a rash...
- Burns...

And then, so outside of that, the
bugs, that were biblical. Eating me up...

Yeah...

How did I come to love this gun?

I was a babysitter in New
York, and the grandfather,

must have had four Thompsons.

And he had them in this thick glass
cabinet, I mean super hi-tech stuff.

And one day I asked him
about that machine gun

and he took it out of the cabinet,

and placed it in my hand...

And that was that.

We speak Portuguese.

- Water?
- No, thanks.

So.

Jake and Terry had a very
successful first mission last night.

At the hacienda.

Ta-Ra-iru...
Tarairu.

It's Tarairu.

Whatever.
Yeah it was tough.

But we did it.

It was intense.

I'm ready to go home,
mission accomplished!

It was fucked up.

We are on a countdown now.

How is the signal
jamming situation?

It's jammed, the signal is down
and they are literally off the map.

People in Bacurau were
complaining about the signal.

And the place was not on the
maps, so it works.

Electrical
shut down tomorrow.

They will be coming back with battery
power straight after shut down,

but by then some panic should set in.

How is the truck?

The truck's ready,
the local contractors came through.

Good. And the road?

Well the road is blocked,
nobody is coming from Serra Verde.

Because of the people
we are paying to do it.

Local contractors?

Yes sorry, the local
contractors, and also there's no

street market for the next few
days, so we are clear.

And no police, huh?

No police here.
No.

The old man's cabin is also isolated.

Damiano is his name.

We don't give a fuck
what his name is.

Me and Willy will be
paying him a visit.

Yeah, we won the draw.

I am so going...

Oh fuck...

You all get one round,

shooting, at the target.

One round each,
for the old man is cool.

I think we'll be fine.
Or use your knife.

Excuse me.

I think it's great that the cellphones
are all laser, satellite jammed, and

the contractor got his truck, but

we have guns.
And we have ammunition, right?

So what are we waiting for?

I mean, why the fuck are we sitting
around some bullshit meeting

in a farmhouse,
on the edge of town,

drawing straws to see
who gets to sneak off,

and off farmer Pablo one at a time?

How can you...
How about,

we just skip ahead to the part
where we put the ammunition

in the guns, and we roll down
main street and we do some damage?

I came for the body count!

I mean, let's just fuckin' go!

- Let's go!
- Okay, okay, okay Joshua.

Thank you for your contribution.

Where were we?

But no credit for extra shooting.

Excuse me.

Could I ask you to please
stop playing this video?

Let it go.
- It creeps me out.

Please don't speak Brazilian here.

There is another angle.

You want to see it?

Look at it.

It is from his helmet.

Yeehaw,
y'all are a bunch of cowboys, ain'tcha?

Those two you shot,
friends of yours?

Friends?
Oh we don't shoot friends in Brazil.

But no, we come from a different region.

Oh, where you from?

We come from south of Brazil.
It's a very rich region. With...

German and Italian colonies,
more like you guys.

Like us?

They're not
white, are they?

How, could they be like us?
We're white. You're not white.

They're not white?

Right?
I don't know, they...

Well, you know.

They kinda look white...

But they're not.

Her lips and her nose give it away, you know.

More like white Mexicans, really.

You could be Italian,
she could be Polish.

I think he's a handsome Latino guy.

Yeah, Latino like...

Why do you do that?

Come on guys, knock it off.
That's bullying.

Amigo

Why did you shoot these people?

Well I did...
we did,

what we did, because,

they would talk.

Yes. They lied to us.

They said they called somebody to
let them know what had happened, and,

we know they did not.
Our point is.

You came here to work for us.

Not to take our kills.
Yeah.

You did a great job.

Finding these, little, innocent,

shit-hole town.

But you did something
you shouldn't have done.

You killed people.

You are a murderer.

No, we did what we did
to help our mission.

Our mission?

Yes, I mean,
we saw what you did at the farm,

so we were just trying to help you.

Five, six kills, we were just trying...

No, no, no...

You killed two of your own people.

You see, technically,
we are not here.

But you are here.

I have documents,
that prove...

that we are not here.

What we do, is completely different.

First of all, nobody at this
table hunts with modern weapons.

We only use vintage firearms.

I don't have my gun...

Fuck!

I shot her!

I shot him.

(JOSHUA I shot her!

I shot her.

I... I shot her.

I shot her!

Assistant

federal judge.

Some kind of
government official?

Should we be worried?

We'll be out of
here tomorrow anyway.

I should've come with them.

So there'd be 3 corpses?

Yesterday, I saw a drone.

Like a flying saucer
from some old movie.

But it was a drone.

Where was this drone?

Near Bacurau.

Go back to Bacurau.

I'll go talk with Lunga.

Lunga...

A man is judged
by the evil he does,

not the good.

That drone doesn't belong
to anyone local.

Watch the skies.

I told you guys not to go there.

Fuck!

I said turn back, dammit.

It had to be an ambush.
Fuck, Maciel!

Holy fucking shit.

Lunga, it's Pacote.

Let him in.

You're sure
you weren't followed?

Positive.

Lunga, that's my cousin.

Is that Flãvio?

Yes.

What the hell happened?

Does my aunt know?

No.

I found them at Tarairu.
Manelito's farm.

Everyone killed.
Soraya, her daughter, everyone.

I came to ask for your help.

Who did it?

I don't know, Lunga.

They have killed seven
since yesterday. Seven.

And shot up Erivaldo's truck.
He's dead?

No, he was unhurt.

The truck was leaking water.

Leaking water...

- Lunga is exhausted.
- Bullshit.

I'm hungry.

Stuck here like that fag Che Guevara,
starving to death.

I'm hungry too.

Bacurau has food and water.
Let's go.

People there know
all you do for them.

You're important.

So Pacote is back.

Trigger King Pacote

- You ok?
- No.

Amaury, turn that shit off.

Folks...

Lunga.

Holy shit.

Some outfit, kid!

A real beauty!

Domingas.

Great rhythm, right?

In recent months, who moved back?

Madame came back
with her people.

Cláudio and Nelinha.

Martina, too.

Martina.

Sebastiana.

Erivaldo and his kids.

José.

Me.

When I left, I hated the place.

But with what's going down,

we're back.

You were a good writer, Lunga.

You should've studied.

Now we have a hole to dig.

Here.

I might reopen the church.

Antonio, the church was never closed.

For some reason, it became storage.

But if it makes you happy,
we're happy.

And they were scared.

The dog ran away.

Guys! Guys!

Let's play
who goes farthest in the dark.

- You have the flashlight, you go.
- Not me!

You then.

- Me? No.
- Yes, go on!

Who wants to go?

- Me!
- I'll go.

No, me. I want to go.

Me first, come on.

You can go next.

Watch out for Carmelita!

And Flãvio and Maciel!

You'll scare him.

I bet he doesn't go any farther.

It is very dark.

- It's pitch black.
- Look!

He's gone.

Really far.

Whose turn is it now?

Come on, Rivaldo.

You! It's your turn.

I'm brave.

We'll see if he really is brave.

Go on!

We're under attack.

Keep digging.

My God, the boy!

They killed him.

Dad, who did this?

I don't know.

Nelinha.

Let's get out of here.

Are you crazy, Cláudio?

Come on, get in.

I'm telling you, this is crazy.

Cláudio is taking off.

Wait, Cláudio!

Hold on, Cláudio, it's dangerous!

Ok, so car leaving the village.

This is four doors, two passengers,
one adult male, one adult female.

Traveling quite fast, on the access road.

You should be able
to intercept them in about two minutes.

Check?

Julia do you copy? Should be able
to intercept target in two minutes.

Checking Julia, copy?

We're on it.

Open wounds, blessed heart.

May the blood of Jesus Christ
keep us from peril.

Open wounds, blessed heart.

May the blood of Jesus Christ
keep us from peril.

Keep us from peril.

Cláudio, let's leave tomorrow.

You can, Nelinha.

I'm not staying in this hell.

I know this road.

It's only an hour to Serra Verde.

In this darkness?

This is fucking awesome!

Did you see poor Flãvio?

Keep calm, Nelinha.

And Maciel.

I liked Maciel so much.

Cláudio!

we got him!

We should both get credit.
Both of us!

One adult male, one adult female.

Aaah, that was insane!

You wanna fuck?

Alright.

You guys
know you're on camera, right?

Fuck off!

Okay...

Alright...

Hey!

Did you see it? I did.
Lay off it Terry.

Enough!
No, I'm not going to quit!

This is bullshit!

Michael...
What's going on here?

This guy, shot a kid!

That is not what I signed up for.

It was dark, he could have been,
like, sixteen.

Knock it off guys.

Look, you fucking maniac.

He was a child, man.

He wasn't older than nine years old,

a child, okay?

Not a criminal.

This guys been giving me
shit ever since we came in.

Alright, the kid got nosey,
he was potentially armed.

That little boy...

had a flashlight.

(JOSHUA Which I thought was a gun.

Yeah, I shot that kid last night but
I didn't even know she was in the truck.

It's a whole different ballgame Chris,
shut the fuck up!

Hey, hey, hey...

Look at you, Josh.

Bad cop.

Human resources guy in the supermarket.

And Terry.

Good cop.

Correctional officer
in a state prison.

This world is up-side down.

Josh just scored.

For the dead, armed teenager.

Fuckin' A.

He's not a teenager, you Nazi.

What did you say?
I called you a Nazi.

Nazi...

German.

I get it!

Bet you do.

Terry, how old are you?

Terry!
How old are you?

I'm 37.

I haven't been in Germany for...
more than 40 years.

I'm more American than you are.

Whatever, old man.

Don't use your arms for protection.

- I'm not going to shoot...
- Away from your body.

Hey man...

You know?

Hey, hey, hey!

Terry, you know?
Next time,

you want to piss somebody off,

don't use those stupid cliches.

Calm down!
My God...

I thought you were all dead.

And as for you...

C'mon, buck up. Don't do this to me.

Let's keep you good and lush.

Come on, my beauties.

You're looking...

It's all good. Take it easy.

Why does he have to be sold old?
And naked?

One shot each.

Focus.

Go, go, go...

God...

Help me.

Do you want to live or die?

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die.

Help.

Why are you doing this?

I don't know, I don't know.

Help me, please.

My hand.

Swallow.

Stay awake.

Looks like
we're getting close guys.

Can I tell you guys something?

Yeah.
Shoot.

So right after my divorce,
I kinda lost my mind. Y'know?

One day I went home and I packed
my Glock and my MAC-10.

And all the ammo I had, in a backpack.

And I drove straight to my ex-wife's
house, and I beat on the fucking door.

'Cause I was going to fucking shoot
her when she answered. Y'know?

That's fucked up, Terry.

Yeah. But she didn't answer.

She'd left town.

But I still had, this like, feeling,

of wanting to get it off my chest.
Y'know?

So...

I drove to the fucking mall,

twice.

And then I drove over to Braybury's park.

But each time I couldn't do it.

Something was telling me not to.

Take it easy man.

And now, God's given me the opportunity

to deal with that pain here.

Willy and Kate,

are on their way to Bacurau.

So they won't be joining us?

No, that's where

most of the time it gets out of hand.

Every fucking time.

Is this place even on the map?

Not originally, no.

Willy found it a couple of days back.

I thought you'd know that.

This one's got bullet holes.

It's a cop car.

Who cares?

They're just old cars.

Let's move.

Is the area really safe?

Yes, and it's here,

where we split.

What, are you going solo?

I am.

Good luck.

Hey!

Come on, come closer.

Stew.

Cashew milk.

American music.

Two people.
A man and a woman.

Where are they?

Why are you doing this?

Answer my question, dear.

A man and woman...

Everybody left.

They were scared.

There is so much you
can do with a knife.

Whose blood is that?

Hombre? Mujer?

Woman.

Are they dead?

I tried
but she lost too much blood.

Listen.

How do you feel being cut
off from base for this mission?

It's what it's about.

Remember, we're not even here.

So this is Bacurau.

Just west of the church, near the village.

There's nobody here.

I thought we'd come in
and just start shooting.

Fuckin' savages.

Guys...

There's blood stained clothing
hanging by the main road.

I don't
like the look of it.

Any kids clothes, Julia?

Yes.

I told you,
it was kinda dark.

I just thought the kids
was just a big guy, Josh.

Can we get on with this?

Where is everyone?

They must be, somewhere.

Michael, are you shooting?

Are you using a silencer?

Oh yeah.

I'm using the silencer.

Did you just shoot a dog?

Hell no.

Well stop shooting,
we've got to go in and get Willy and Kate.

Truck's late, it's coming in now.

I'm in this house, it's deserted.

They knew we were comin'.

Alright, I see the truck.

Gets your heart pumping, doesn't it?

Some weird sight
those coffins, yeah.

I met this...

Very...

Interesting strange lady.

Did you shoot her?

Hell no!

I did not.

I don't kill women.

Rebellion Quashed in Bacurau

Did you see that?

Michael, did you shoot
the guys from the truck?

What truck?

No.

I didn't.

Michael, I know it was you.

I'm shooting no one.

Heads up guys.

The locals might be armed.

The population could be hiding in there.

I really feel like shooting something.

What the fuck?

Who's shooting?

Is that us?

Who's shooting?

Guys, is that us?

What the fuck?

Terry!

Bloody hell.

Close to me, Terry?

Stand up, you bastard. I've got you.

What are you doing
on my land, you scum?

Rivanildo Gomes dos Santos.

Flãvio Tavares Nascimento.

José Paulo da Silva Maciel.

Maria de Lurdes Cavalcanti Moura.

Marisa Leticia Silveira da Costa.

Francisco de Assis Chaves.

Adalberto Moreira dos Santos.

Marielle Gomes de Sousa.

Aldilene Maria Ferreira da Silva.

Roberto Ferreira da Silva.

Cláudio Tavares Ferraz.

Nélia Maria Albuquerque dos Santos.

João Pedro Teixeira.

You're crazy.

You think Lunga went too far?

No.

We'll clean it all up good

and scrub the floor.

But leave the walls as they are.

All right?

I want it to stay like that.

Exactly as it is.

Unfortunately.

What happened?
Where are the gringo tourists?

Shut the door.

You need anything?

Food?

Medication?

They're dead.

Lunga, you guys have got yourselves
in deep trouble.

They are important people.

The water issue,
we could resolve. Resolve.

But this...

We'll all pay for this.
Even I'll die for this.

In 24 hours, everything will be ashes.

Right, Plinio?

I had nothing to do with it.

I'm on your side, Plinio.

We have taken
a powerful psychotropic drug.

And you are going to die.

We can do this differently.

Tony!

Tony!

Who the hell is that guy?

Amigo!

I don't know him,
I never met him!

I don't know him.

Tony!

I've no idea who the guy is.

Quit yelling!

Tony!

What's happened?

You promised!
Tony!

Never met you, friend.
Quit shouting my name.

Tony.

Tony.

I don't know you, friend.

Dinero.

That's enough,
stop saying that.

I don't know you. Get lost!

Dinero.

I don't know you.

Tony! Dinero!

All right, let's get this over with.

He's leaving now.

The Mayor of Serra Verde municipality,
Tony Junior!

On his way to the Bacurau caatinga.

May he find there
the inner peace he sorely needs,

among the cactuses,
thornbushes, mandacaru,

favela and xique-xique.

All those bushes
waiting to give him a spiky hug.

Spinner of lies,
natural-born asshole.

He brought pain
and suffering to our community.

Today,

we in Bacurau
say goodbye to this demon.

Hopefully,
it's the last we'll see of him.

That donkey better come back
unharmed from its miserable mission.

Filthy son of a bitch.

Good riddance.

So much violence.

Hello.

I think he could have been
a good person once.

Don't you think, Domingas?

He had a mother.

We killed more people than you know.

This is only the beginning!

Yeah!