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From the darkness the occult emerges.

The imperfect womb spawns the greatest creation,

a being which knows no limits.

Only power, sparkle, impetus and desire.

Supreme perfection amid the chaos.

The excess which emerges from complete emptiness

to beyond all pain or madness.

Higher than God, lower than Satan!

Powerful,

indomitable,

merciless,

lustful,

free...

This child must be conceived,

moulded in the continuity of my blood!

Of course he'll re-offend!

This report by Dr. Sampaio is a complete disaster!

OK, doctor. OK, OK.

But expect more victims,

you can bet your life on it.

It was no use.

Go on then,

things will go sour today!

Go on, call Sampaio.

Call him now!

We're gonna have to face him.

And you'll have to be men!

He's just a crazy old man, that's all!

Any of you turns chicken on me,

I'll get you to stand watch at the queers' ward!

Let's go.

I'm listening, Sampaio.

Everything OK?

No way,

I'm here cleaning up your fuckups.

Of course it's a mess, Sampaio!

Letting the Beast loose in the streets!

Have you any idea?

Sampaio, have you any idea?

Fuck you, Sampaio!

Figure something out!

It's your name on the report,

and I'm supposed to open the fucking door!

Like hell it's the law, Sampaio!

The law my ass!

Mr Director,

why so many men just to fetch a mere mental patient?

Easy.

Easy now, Josefel, we've come in peace.

- Easy. - Your system arrested me,

the same system is freeing me,

and there's nothing you can do.

Inferior, you and your whole world,

which isn't able to provide a solution,

not even against those who might destroy you.

Devil!

Josefel Zanatas, you're free.

I only hope that all that is left alive in our mind is you, Josefel.

That the murderer you once were is dead,

that you've been regenerated.

For your own good, renounce Coffin Joe!

By God, Josefel, by God!

EMBODIMENT OF EVIL

- What's this, Bruno? - Master, master!

No formalities, old friend. Let's go.

- Are you hurt? - I'm fine, just fine.

You asking for it?

Scumbag, what do you want?

Go fuck yourself!

Let's go.

Forty years, Bruno.

Forty years of resistance!

What's going on?

This way, master. This way.

Here, Bruno?

Wait, master. You're in for a surprise.

Maíra, go get more cigarettes!

Perfect!

Bruno, isn't something missing?

Come!

Who are you?

What do you want?

- You! - To serve you unto death.

Unto death.

What is real?

Life, nothing else.

And after life?

The continuity of blood, or oblivion.

What is the fate of the inferior beings?

Destruction!

Have I friends here or puppets? I'll soon find out.

Bruno!

Convictions are proved by acts, not words!

I want your brains splattered on the floor, now!

What are you waiting for?

Shoot!

These are truly free beings.

I welcome you.

Look, Bruno,

this old friend is the only memory of that place I wish to keep.

Bruno, is it you?

Is it you, Bruno?

Bruno?

No. Not you!

Enough.

Now listen.

Here I am, back in the world.

The time has come!

In the past I spared no effort to find the woman

who would give me immortality through the continuity of my blood.

Yes, I remember.

All I found in my search was weakness and superstition.

Unable to stand them, I exercised the only law which cannot be revoked,

the law of the fittest!

So theyjoined forces to kill me,

to defend their false world and their bloody lies.

The cross!

The cross, Father, the cross!

The symbol of the son.

But this ending would be too easy for them.

By God, don't shoot!

Give me the damn cross, Father.

So I can crucify Him over again.

You're under arrest!

Under arrest!

Hands up!

Saint Expedite!

Do you think I'm vanquished, weakened by time?

No!

True men never give up.

I will yet conceive my perfect son...

even if it means imploding the entire cosmos!

Beer?

A mug of your best wine.

You noticed everyone here knows each other.

Knows and protects each other, right?

I'll explain how it works.

Everyone who comes to live here has to pay us a fee.

Otherwise something might happen,

bad luck is never far.

Let's stop this crap!

Look here, I don't know what you're doing here,

but if you want to stay, you'll have to respect the community's procedures.

Thank you for the kind words...

and the welcome committee!

Maíra!

Maíra, where's your brother?

Maíra.

Where is he? Where's Nardinho?

The police car went down the alley! Nardinho must be down there playing!

- I'll fetch him. - Are you crazy?

Do you want to die?

Aren't we going to do anything?

No one ever does anything.

This isn't child's play.

You stay here and wait.

Open the door, Dad!

Open the door.

Open up!

Run, run!

What was that?

Turn that off, Carlos Alberto.

Lesson number one:

safety for the population, economy for the State.

No!

Run!

Fuck, there's another.

You sure did run, didn't you, you bum?

Come on, start asking God's forgiveness for your fuckups,

cause these are going to be your last rites.

Is this justice, Captain?

Be careful, man! I'm an authority.

Let's go!

Captain, captain!

Holy shit!

This wasn't how I expected to return to the funeral business.

Dear children, victims of our times,

our poor little brothers perish in this deadly accident.

It was God's will that to His Glory

those who rest under the guard of the angels should arise.

Such are the ways of the Lord, God giveth and God taketh away.

Forgive me, Father,

but what did you say, that it was God's will?

So a bunch of murderers invade our neighbourhood

and machine gun our kids, and you say God wanted it?

Folks, does God want us to die?

Or is it the black cloak of this Coffin Joe,

who came to cover our lives in disgrace?

Who is he? What does he want?

If you ask me, he has a pact with the devil.

Just look at this. It can only be...

Don't touch me!

You who see your loved ones at the foot of the grave,

for how long will you continue to be slaves and cowards?

What is man?

A being to be dominated?

While you negotiate with your God,

I look after my corpses!

Go away, go on!

Get out of here! Go!

- Bruno. - Master?

- Finish your work. - Yes, master.

What's up, Oswaldo?

Pretty ugly business, that.

Yes, Penna, it was ugly, very ugly.

It's never cheap with me.

He cut me, get the dirt on him, I'm going to hang him by his balls.

I've been asking around at the favela and no one knows anything.

Of course no one knows anything, it's I who know everything, Penna.

I saw this guy on the way out ofjail a few days ago.

Go there, check the visitors, who got out, everyone.

Then it's easy, what does he look like?

Top hat, black cloak, beard, fingernails this fucking size.

Write it down, nails this size.

NAILS

Teresinha?

Help!

No!

Help, help!

You'll conceive my child.

You disgraced me, Joe. I cannot go on living.

I'm going to kill myself, Joe.

It's me, Joe. Teresinha, whom you raped.

Liar!

You don't exist!

You'll never have the son you want!

I came to take you!

Get away!

No!

Now you can kiss me, Joe!

Master!

What's wrong, master? What's wrong?

Bruno, I'm losing my mind,

I'm seeing things! Cursed things!

What, boss?

What did you see?

Nothing, nothing.

Let's go.

This way, boss.

02 APRIL

I've discovered this crazy thing, Miro.

You know who took out your brother in the favela?

Go screw yourself, Penna.

- Who is he? - Josefel Zanatas.

Coffin Joe, Miro!

Like hell it was Coffin Joe!

He died over 40 years ago.

No he didn't, he was in jail, serving a maximum sentence.

While he was inside he killed nearly 30 people.

Miro, don't you and Oswaldo

go confronting this guy without reinforcements, all right?

Hey Penna, do you know who they are?

They're my lucky charms, man. My saints.

Let me tell you something. I'm a Roman Apostolic Catholic!

Folks say I'm an idolater,

and sure, I am an idolater, an idolater till my dying day!

Saint Expedite is a brave soldier like us, a warrior,

he'll lead us to victory.

Let's take revenge!

But that is not all.

At the end of his record there's one mean surprise for you.

Creepy.

Thanks, Penna. I'll buy you a beer later.

MAD MAN BURIES MORE THAN 15 PEOPLE IN REBELLION

Christ,

what a son of a bitch.

What on earth...

He butchered...

l'm going to get him, l will.

Son of a bitch.

Holy shit, weren't there any tough guys in that jail?

To do away with the son of a bitch?

RELEASE FORM GRANTED TO JOSEFEL ZANATAS

l'm going to kill him.

What?

DEFENCE LAWYER: LUCY PONTES

lt can't be!

Lucy?

Fucking bitch!

Damn you!

Whore. Whore!

That's just it, André, getting into the institute is very difficult,

there seems to be a car arriving.

There's a car arriving. Excuse me, it's the press,

Dr Hilda!

Dr Hilda, please, say a few words, doctor!

Please. Please.

What can you say to the public about your work?

Have you found the formula for eternal life, doctor?

Blood holds the keys of life. Not me, nor God.

ln the name of obscurantism,

ignorance and religion many voices have been silenced,

including in Brazil. Mine shall not be another!

Doctor, Doctor!

Good evening, miss.

Good evening.

What's a girl doing alone here in the dark?

I'm waiting for my aunts.

The blind hags, of course.

You're scared.

Leave the girl alone!

Well, if it isn't the old witches.

You have a lovely niece.

Don't touch her, she's here to cleanse an obsession.

It's not an obsession, it's just my destiny.

Shut up, child.

Coffin Joe,

our guides sent a message to Death with a black cloak.

You!

They are the tormented dead, who cry out your name and avow revenge!

And who won't let you have what you want.

We can cast a spell to undo the curse.

But you must have faith.

Do you have faith, Coffin Joe?

Go to hell!

You and your lies.

Careful, we can help, but can also invoke your ruin.

It will be a pleasure to meet your demons.

Come, girl.

INSTITUTE OF BIOLOGY

So the symposium is over.

But don't forget, I am not alone.

Be well.

Master, look, look!

A fine specimen.

So you do exist!

Coffin Joe, the visionary of the superior bloodline.

We share the same belief, there is no fear in my blood.

We shall see about that.

Your body will feel the horror when this takes effect, in a few minutes.

Would you deny your beauty, to carry in your womb

the continuity of my blood?

Beauty is corruptible,

only your superiority is eternal.

Well?

Is it your will?

For you, and for a son of yours,

I would eat my own flesh.

You are now with us.

Bruno, later I wish to be alone.

All right, master.

But now prepare my quarters.

Bitch,

you defended the man who blinded me, my own wife!

Calm down, Miro.

Calm down, my love.

It was just a case I had to defend.

He's been hiding in that favela for weeks on end,

the Commando drooling blood looking for that scum.

Now what if they find out?

What am I to say,

that it was my own wife who freed the bastard?

You cow.

You'll take us to him, damn it!

Right now!

Hilda...

perfect...

wise...

beautiful...

Might she be the predetermined one among so many imperfect others?

Will there be others,

better ones?

Will Hilda or another be on the same heights as...

Laura?

A son, a son,

my blood will continue.

A son, Laura!

The people must know,

all must know, Laura, all must know.

Coffin Joe will have a son, a perfect son, Laura.

Save the child. Save my son.

Laura.

Laura!

Is that our child?

Lenita!

The woman who does not conceive children, needs no care.

Lenita must die,

Lenita must die.

The woman who cannot have children doesn't deserve care,

the woman who cannot have children doesn't deserve care.

Look, Joe, my offspring!

No!

You're in my mind, damned dead!

No, no, no!

It's my imagination!

I don't believe it!

It's a lie!

A lie!

I don't believe and deny you all, damned dead!

All this is a lie!

No, no, no!

No.

- Master. - Spiders, spiders!

Spiders!

What spiders, master?

There are no spiders here.

Your attention, listeners! A late news item.

The murderer from the 1960's, Coffin Joe,

terrorizes the State once again.

The first victim is a faithful public officer,

the brave Police captain Oswaldo Pontes,

who survived an attack, and warns of his appearance:

long nails and strange clothes,

top hat and a black cloak.

lf you have any information leading to this felon, you know what to do,

dial 190!

ATHEIST - HERETIC - DAMNED

MURDERER

Father Eugênio, are you all right?

Yes, brother, by the grace of God.

DON'T PLAY WITH DOUBLE EDGED SWORDS

RESPECT THE BLACK CLOAK

Evil spirit, take away this girl's obsession, mother of mine!

Perfection is not of this world,

you'll have a son with whomever we choose,

from a normal father.

And your offspring will be mortal,

like that of all women!

Stop right there!

Let me go, let me go!

I haven't done anything.

Let me go! Let me go!

We've caught you, cripple,

and we're going to do worse to your boss.

Come on, where is he?

I didn't expect this of you, Lucy.

Where's your boss, huh?

Where's your boss?

Do you want to die, bastard?

Go!

So many ladies present...

Come on!

You know what you must do.

This isn't the last of this, my colleagues will destroy you, let me go.

Are you all ready?

The show is about to start.

Now!

No!

Lucy, these images will be too strong

for your delicate eyes.

I shall spare you this spectacle!

What are human morals but a prison of empty beliefs and lies?

I renounce them, I go beyond!

23, 24,

25,

26, 27...

MILITARY POLICE

28,

29, rest.

I assume you're Father Eugênio.

That's me, Colonel.

How are you?

Sit down.

No, Father, I haven't much time today.

How can I help you?

Straight to the point, Colonel?

Straight to the point.

I want to help you capture and kill my father's murderer.

Does this remind you of anything, Colonel?

My father was a doctor,

and was murdered by this so-called Coffin Joe,

the damned undertaker.

Now I hear he's alive.

This man is obsessed with finding a woman

to conceive a perfect son...

Hallucinations of a deranged mind!

Hallucinations which claimed many lives and my eye.

Father, I swear,

this man will die by my hand.

Colonel, together we can torment Coffin Joe

with the worst horrors of this world, and the next as well.

You will kill his body and I'll condemn his soul.

I'm a high priest. I can sentence him to the horrors of hell!

I can curse him before he dies.

I can send him to hellfire!

To the eternal fires!

Do we have a deal then, Colonel?

Sure, sure.

Amen.

Colonel, this came for you.

What is it?

NAILS GROW EVEN AFTER DEATH.

How strange.

What is this?

Lucy?

Lucy!

Make your son in me.

You are beautiful, but you're still a girl,

not a woman.

How can you know I'm not a superior woman?

Stop bothering me, child!

I have enough wailing to hear for today.

Are you using sulphur?

I smell the devil.

That was close, old hag!

Where's the girl?

Get out, gravedigger! You're not welcome!

Well, how discourteous!

I won't ask again!

You'll never have Helena, Coffin Joe!

Only over our dead bodies.

Over your dead bodies?

That's not what I had in mind.

Aunt Cabíria?

Aunt Lucrécia?

Witchcraft,

mysticism...

This elixir,

do you believe in such lies?

No, nothing can touch a mind which believes in nothing.

I killed your aunts!

What are you going to do?

I'll be yours.

Who are you?

It doesn't matter who I am.

Think of what you saw and will see.

But where am I?

At the core of everything, the centre of the centre.

Between truth and lies,

between good and evil,

between the path of everything and the house of nothing.

Come!

This path leads to the end,

but you must understand the beginning

to penetrate the domain of knowledge.

There is no going back.

Forget the past!

All that is left is what's yet to come,

the unknown.

This place, I think I've seen it before.

You have, Joe, you have.

All mortals have seen it,

all mortals will see it.

It is the spectacle of life.

Look well, Josefel, take a good look.

These are the rites of purification,

the rest is nothing but sin and lies!

Sin!

This is the price of the last judgment.

How can they?

Fighting over rotten food, like savage animals!

You must have understood where you are.

Purification,

expiation,

maybe Purgatory?

Look, Joe,

hell is below,

heaven above.

This is you, Joe.

Mystifier!

Cynic!

Easy, Joe!

I must introduce you to someone.

Many have met her because of you.

Now it's time for the pleasure of meeting her.

No,

it's her,

it's her!

No!

Bruno!

Here I am, Master!

What happened, master? What is it?

The visions, Bruno.

I still have terrifying visions.

But I know they're lies.

Neither the living

nor the dead,

nor madness itself

will prevent me from conceiving my son!

Go out into the streets! Bring others!

Go!

- Silence! - Let me go!

I don't want to go in there.

Respect in the Throne Room, respect!

Get me out of here!

What is life?

lt is the beginning of death.

What is death?

lt is the end of life.

What is existence?

lt is the continuity of the blood!

And what is the blood?

The reason for existence!

Could one man do all this?

If you can call him a man.

Look, sir,

they had to stitch all her parts back together for the family to identify her.

Look at the bastard's signature! It's as good as a confession, sir.

Beloved Jesus.

Captain,

before I throw up my lunch, you have carte blanche.

This is a job for you and your brother.

Coffin Joe must be detained!

Take all necessary steps, even extreme ones!

Consider it done, sir.

I've news for you.

Guess who I spoke to today?

That asshole, the Captain.

Yes, we made a deal with him to protect the community.

You what?

The cops really want to nail the gravedigger!

They said that if we rat on his hideout,

they'll leave the favela in peace. Everyone in peace!

But how did you get hold of the Captain?

Good evening, children.

The procession may begin.

Professional torturers,

I'll finish you both off!

Joe, give me a chance.

I know what to do.

Out.

Bruno,

what have we for this pretty policewoman?

Cockroaches!

My God, I don't want to die here!

Slut!

Bitch!

Die! Die!

Suffer!

Damn you!

Now it's your turn.

I want to hear the music of your death.

God!

I'm sorry, but he wasn't invited to our party!

A little cheese and a walk

will calm our little pet down.

Show us what you're capable of, now!

You!

You.

Move in, now!

Police! It's the police! Everyone freeze, damn it!

What's that smell, man?

My God.

- What the hell's that? - It stinks.

- The dogs! Shit! - Careful.

Come on, come on!

Christ, all those guts.

Complete carnage!

Come out, you son of a bitch!

Another body! Shit! The son of a bitch is fucking mad!

What's he done here?

I don't think there's anyone here.

I think everyone here is dead.

Watch out behind you!

Son of a bitch!

There! You're dead, dog of hell!

Shit. It's not him!

Come on! Let's look for him, damn it!

You know what to do, don't you, Father?

The rite has been studied, Captain. I'm ready, he's finished.

SAINT CIPRIAN - Damnation, Excommunication & Condemnation,

- Captain! - What is it?

The place is empty. Things are pretty grim down there.

Where's the devil?

Not there.

- Holy shit. - Easy, Captain.

If he didn't come out the front, he must have gone into the woods.

Shit, where's Miro?

There he is.

You're all dead!

Rot while my eternal blood

treads on your tombs!

It's him! It can only be him!

- You're going to die, bastard! - By Christ's seven wounds!

Let's split up, move around.

The first one to find the bastard shout: "Here's the bastard!"

Let's go.

I'm going to screw that motherfucker! I'll cut those razor nails!

Saint Expedite!

Miro?

Miro!

Miro?

Oh God!

No!

No, no!

No!

I'll get him Miro,

I swear by all things sacred.

I'll get him, Miro.

Now it's between the two of us.

Between him and I!

No, Captain. Between us and him.

HOUSE OF HORRORS

You're dead, devil!

Greetings, Captain!

Welcome to my nightmare.

So, Captain...

are you having trouble seeing in the dark?

You won't get out of here alive, son of a bitch!

Such fear, Captain.

They're just images,

harmless dolls like those you and your brother worship.

Incapable of harming a fly.

Come on then, you dirty dog!

I'm sure of myself! With my faith, and plenty of lead! Come on!

Here, Captain!

Images don't die, Captain!

Speak if you wish, son of a bitch, for the last time!

Captain!

Get thee behind me, Satan!

Captain!

Coffin Joe,

behold your executioner!

We haven't been introduced, gravedigger.

My father's murderer.

Your father?! What do I care who put you in the world?

Those I killed weren't worth a tear!

So be it! The trinity against the trident!

This is the sign of your damnation, devil.

Know that a living priest of God now condemns you to hell.

You have no salvation, Coffin Joe.

Go on your way of no return, to Hellfire!

If hell existed,

I'd go there on my own two feet,

but my blood is immortal!

Devil!

May the soul of the damned under the cross

follow the route of pestilence and agony.

May his spirit be covered in pain, disgrace, shame, pustules and tumours.

Damned in the country, and in the town!

Damned as you enter, and as you leave.

May your bloodline, if it exists,

be persecuted, weak and disgraced.

To your corpse, may the earth be as iron,

and your flesh bitter even to the worms.

And your profane shadow, may it drift eternally on earth,

alongside the disillusioned.

Die, son of a bitch!

lt's not an obsession.

Nothing can affect a mind which believes nothing.

Only your superiority is eternal.

There is no fear in my blood.

Make your son in me.

l'll be yours.

How can you know l'm not a superior woman?

On the one hand beauty,

perfection,

good.

On the other, evil,

chaos,

destruction.

At the pole of tension, however,

resides that which is unspoken,

the essence.

There breathes creation,

the unknown,

mystery,

instinct

and terror.

Elements of the third force.

The realm of dreams and nightmares.

The domain of my immortality.

Here l shall reign eternally!