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What difference does it make,

PREVIOUSLY one less person in the world?

4 women in 3 months.

Whoever did this is an organized criminal, meticulous.

There, the blow on her head.

Get him and bring him in now!

Armed robbery, assault... Come on, let's confess.

"You got the wrong man.

Look at me, for it will happen again!"

Discover the origin of this e-mail.

He planted a clue here.

AMC? That's him.

There, there. We have another body.

To our love.

Sensible, delicate, very intelligent...

- Do you want some wine? - I'd rather not.

Senator... Look at you, here, on the internet.

I scratch your back, you scratch mine.

You can minimize the damage by accepting the kid into the team.

That's how I got into the FBI for the internship.

It looks good on you.

I would really like to sit close to Vera.

The senator's guy.

Serial killers are very vain.

The more they feel safe, more chances they'll take.

- Mom, come to sleep. - I'm going to sleep a lot.

Do you regret staying here, Dias?

- Any problems over there? - A flat tire.

"What do I think when I see a pretty woman

walking on the street?

I wonder how her head would look on a stick!"

Ed Kemper

My love, I'll take this tape off,

and if you make a single noise,

scream,

or any other sound...

Smart girl.

Please...

- Please... - Hush...

- I have a small child. - You're disrupting me.

I won't say it again.

Gosh, Edu...

Is that loud music really necessary?

- We can't sleep like that. - Forgive me...

Is it a party?

All my troubles are partying in here.

Those things about my family you know about.

I keep trying to numb myself with loud music

and I forget I have a wonderful neighbor. Forgive me.

OK, then... You don't have to lower the volume.

- No, I'll definitely lower it. - I'll just clog up my ears.

- OK, thank you. - And again, forgive me.

Good night.

There, there, there...

Mom...

Mommy...

Mom.

Mom, wake up. You slept on the floor.

Mom, mom!

Aunt Gina, help me!

Somebody help me, please!

My mom's sick.

Mom!

- Impossible, Nelson. - I just asked for the reports.

So, let's review those files?

Sure, of course.

Fresh coffee. Drink up, I'm not making any more.

Thanks. Vera, did it occur to you

this could be just a dumping site?

That's the first possibility I ruled out, Nelson.

I did some research.

Many other bodies were found before all these women.

Gunshot wounds, knife wounds...

Your research is a little late, I'm not interested.

I'm just speaking my mind, am I allowed to?

Come here, Nelson, just a second.

- Dias, I was thinking... - I was too...

People have a resistance

in believing that evil exists in other people,

but it does.

Psychopaths are in all social levels, races,

and nothing identifies them.

- Look, Vera... - But people resist it,

in order to believe in it,

they try to step in their shoes, but it's no use.

Nobody can ever step in a psychopath's shoes.

- Let's finish? - No...

We can't even simulate that experience inside ourselves,

of living guilt free, with no conscience

or emotional bonds to our own kind.

Do you want to see how pretty you look?

They're unparalleled, Dias.

- We need to talk... - And not believing that

is what puts us at risk!

Are you listening... Dias!

I don't want to hear a word.

- But you will. - I just want to sleep.

Erase it all, unplug, feel nothing else.

Erase what, Ray?

A guy who spent a weekend telling you cheap poetry?

Is he tattooed on you already, is it scarred?

Is that reason to want to die, your daughter all alone, Ray?!

Even low self-esteem has a limit!

I know what I feel, OK? I know the history we shared.

What history?! You don't even know his address!

Stop fantasizing! Wake up, Ray!

Give me a break, back off!

Sure, right now!

And I'm taking Larissa.

- Where are her clothes? - Oh, yeah? Go, then. Take her.

Hurry up, you're taking too long.

Stop this fuss. And listen:

Next time I won't even pick you up at the hospital.

If you want to die, go ahead.

But take two bottles next time, that'll do it.

Come, honey. Let's go to my place.

- Where's Vera? - She just left.

- Fast as thunder. - Must be at the parking lot.

Where were we again?

You had mentioned that thing, on page 4...

Yeah, on page 4...

They're like drug addicts.

Serial killers are addicted to killing.

And just like an addict,

they also suffer from abstinence, they go "cold turkey".

They don't necessarily need to bond with the victim,

he's not angry at the victim.

He's not avenging any childhood trauma.

He kills by addiction, simple as that.

That's what frightens us the most.

How was dinner?

As usual.

I was the only one without a husband.

I'll take a shower and be right back.

But before, I'll put on some music for you.

What's happening over there?

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Drunk, my friend.

Will you solve this now or at the station?

Just a moment, please.

Just a moment. My love, I'm here...

Easy, easy...

Just a moment to calm her down...

There, she's calm.

- She fell asleep. - Need some help?

No need. She'll kill me

if she finds out I embarrassed her like this.

Thanks, I live close by.

Good job to you guys.

Lovers' quarrels...

I never meant to discuss our relationship,

you didn't have to run away.

Dias, sometimes I need some distance in an investigation

to connect the dots, and that's what I did.

I went out, to live. To dance a little.

And did you connect? The dots.

It's me, huh? It's us, again.

Do you really want to talk about it? Fine, let's talk.

Just so you know, I was completely out of my head.

I know that every time you try to find yourself, you miss.

I may have missed, but I never miss the "connection".

And that's what matters.

Choices, Dias. We made ours, and life doesn't rewind.

- I never meant to "rewind". - No?

- I think you... - We. We, Vera.

It didn't come from me, it came from us.

- Whatever. - Fine, I just wanted to be sure

that you also felt no need to speculate the reasons.

Dias, I don't want to be late.

I'll meet you upstairs.

What's up, Edu? Your rape project is a hit!

The whole press is talking about it.

- Score! - You helped that bastard Otto,

he was hanging by a thread, close to losing the candidacy,

and then you come and blow it.

And your uncle, what did he say?

That the party has no choice but to keep him.

He brings in lots of votes, Edu.

But nobody thinks he'll make it to the end of his tenure.

The guy Otto names as his substitute, he's the lucky one.

I don't want to ally myself with someone who plots against me.

Ready to backstab me the first chance he gets.

Time's ticking, Otto. You have to pick a name.

Find someone who doesn't want to devour me.

If I have to wave my office, I don't want to wave my power.

Let's wait.

If nothing unexpected happens,

I may have a chance.

I'm home...

Were you all right?

I finally discovered a shortcut for my political career.

It's amazing how I'm good at this.

I understand it.

I can see what they're thinking, you know?

What they will do.

There's nothing more exciting than power.

Power makes me so horny...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry, I know I went overboard.

No, I did.

I don't know what came over me, I lost my mind.

That man doesn't deserve the dinner I made,

let alone my life.

That's why I got angry, Ray.

And here I was, thinking about what had happened,

that he had died, or suffered an accident...

Do you know where he was last night?

At an interview with that senator, Otto Veiga...

Looking great, girl. All full of himself.

Bastard!

But it was good. Now I see clearly,

it's all gone. I don't even want to talk about it.

What time is your casting today?

I have to be there by the end of the day.

At least you can recover...

- I have something for you. - What, a present?

Use this instead of the pills, OK?

Put it in your purse and look at the mirror

everytime you think less of yourself,

less pretty than you are,

less intelligent than you are...

I don't think I'm worth less,

but it's difficult, being there, with all those beautiful women,

models, magazine covers...

- It's time to... - You feel bad!

Time to get the mirror!

- Shall we? - Fine...

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- Good morning! - Good morning.

- I thought about you all night. - Me?

What you told me, about the pattern.

The serial killer's signature.

I have some questions, may I?

A simple one:

What if he changes his pattern,

- making it entirely different? - It'd make it harder for me.

Is anything ever hard for you, Vera?

Come on, my job is always hard.

- Evil has no face, Edu. - Good morning...

Nothing identifies a serial killer,

their arms are never stretched, waiting for handcuffs.

And aren't you afraid of coming so close to his mind?

I believe in Nietzsche:

"When you look too long into an abyss, it looks back at you."

I won't deny it, sometimes I feel like doing to them

the same things they do, even a bit more sadist.

But I'm satisfied with the fantasies,

that's the difference.

I asked all the precincts to send any missing persons report.

This one disappeared last night.

She was at a bar, said she was going home,

and never made it.

You and Dias know each other for a long time, don't you?

A long time, yes... Why?

Nothing. I just noticed it.

Party's cocktail at eight.

The document...! The document, Assis.

The bribe I received from the oil company.

I had made it disappear,

but here it is, all over the internet!

That's not possible!

There were no copies, Assis!

It leaked from your office.

Who paid you to do this?!

How much did it cost to buy you?

I've been with you for over 20 years, Otto.

Nobody's more loyal to you than me.

Show yourself, Judas!

But I destroyed this...

I put it in the shredder myself.

Somebody in my office betrayed me.

"Somebody" is a lot of people.

No, wait... This document,

it spent a whole night in the safe before shredding.

Only one more person knows the combination to the safe.

Who?!

Assis, look... I didn't do it, man.

It's either you or me, Ivan.

One of us did it.

And since it wasn't me, I'll have to report you

to the party's chiefs and to the police, no doubt about it.

Do you have the records of when this document got here,

so I can at least think about it?

What's your life like outside? Got a girlfriend?

No, no...

- I almost married once. - Those "almosts"...

But she dumped me. Said I had no future and went to Sao Paulo.

Never saw her again.

But that's history.

You'll only know that if you meet her.

Not everything we leave behind are really behind us.

Old loves are like a passport, to go back to a time

we thought we were happier, Vera.

Love, to me, is like an old car.

Lots of miles on the meter, but it never does the trip back.

Yeah...

That's probably right.

You're sensible and with a sense of humor.

Now, back to work...

About that, just one more question, please:

Do you think this serial killer has a criteria to pick victims?

- It's related to his fantasies. - "His fantasies"...

And you, as a layman,

can you imagine what his criteria may be?

- I really don't know. - Yeah, it's hard...

But I feel like they're vulnerable people...

So vulnerable you can see it in their faces.

Maybe a matter of low self-esteem.

I don't know...

But what I see is they want to be hurt.

It's as if they're saying...

that they wanted to be assaulted.

- Those are the easier targets. - "Easier targets"...

But I can tell you, a serial killer's main targets

are people with strong personalities.

Because they challenge their power of manipulation.

- Amazing. - What?

- Your soul's amazing. - Edu...

Thank you, Vera.

Ray...?

Are you home, sweetie?

So, you're Larissa...

- And your mom, where is...? - She went to buy some bread.

And you're alone here?

Come to uncle.

Otto Veiga's involvement

in the oil company's scandal puts his reelection at risk.

Enough.

- I'm done for, Silvia. - No, not yet.

Even if I can get back later, I lost this one.

- That's not like you, Otto. - I was betrayed.

That document doesn't prove it all.

You... signed without reading it.

Someone you trusted used you to get bribe money.

- Silvia... - That happens, doesn't it?

And if there's a confession, nobody'll question it.

But who'd confess to that? Who?!

I just talked to Assis.

Right now he's in his office

questioning another man

who also had the key to that safe.

One of them will confess. You have the firepower for that.

And if a head has to roll, it better be theirs.

I didn't expect to have you on my side.

But I am, even if it's for the dirtiest reasons.

That's it, very good.

What do we do now?

Inside...

Very good! Now this hand...

Yes... No rush, no anxiety.

Is it stretched? What a clever girl!

- Larissa, I'm home! - Sweetie!

Show mommy. Look!

- What's this? - Cat's cradle. Remember?

Larissa, go to your room.

Better yet, your godmother's house.

- No... - Go, Larissa, it's an order.

Go, little girl...

I'll teach you more later, OK?

Did you know I almost died last night?!

I ended up in the hospital and you couldn't care less!

What happened?

You didn't even bother to think about me, Edu.

Didn't even answer your phone when I called asking for help.

- Ray, I didn't know... - If you're used to easy women,

for whenever you want, I'm not one of them, OK?

You've got the wrong idea.

Forgive me, Ray.

I shouldn't even be telling you anything,

I met you, like, yesterday.

I left my phone in the senator's car, I just got it back.

Edu, don't lie to me.

Sweetie...

Look at me, sweetie.

Please.

Don't do this to us.

I can't lie to you.

I can't and won't lie to you.

My life had no meaning until you came.

I love you, Ray.

I want to grow old with you.

I want to have a dog with you.

I'm completely mad about you.

Crazy.

So, did you take a look at the records?

Will you tell me how this document

went from the safe to the copying machine?

There's still someone I need to talk to.

Who, Ivan? Who?

Please, wait until this cocktail party. You'll get your answer.

Why the cocktail?

Is anyone else from the party involved?

Eight-thirty. Everything will be solved by then.

You'll be held accountable for this.

- Easy now... - Edu...

- Let me see! - You will, at the right time.

- Stop it, I'm anxious! - I know you are!

Anxious and curious, I know you!

- Now? - Soon, calm down...

Wow!

It's more organized than mine.

It's easier having it all in place.

Will I be able to keep it like this when we live together?

I'll educate you.

Now you've met my place, you know where I live.

You know everything about me.

Hello, Ivan.

I'm waiting for you, eight o'clock, at the cocktail.

It's urgent, and very serious.

It's about the senator, right?

I read something on-line, but I haven't talked to anyone yet.

I can't say... Just come, man.

It's in your best interest. And ours.

Fine, I'll be there at eight.

OK. Bye.

Did you like my bed?

But I have to go, I'll get dressed and take you home, OK?

I was checking what forensics found

in the first crime, I wasn't here yet...

And I found this piece of cast.

Why is that important?

Maybe it isn't... But it reminded me of Ted Bundy.

He assaulted many girls faking a broken arm or leg.

Who'd be afraid to help

a handsome and fragile man carry his books to the car?

A cast...?

Edu, a cast?

What's this?

What's this, Edu? Why do you have a cast at home?

You have nothing broken...

We never know when we'll need it, sweetie.

You're so funny...

What a joker... A cast!

I almost thought about naming Assis as my substitute.

Well, if I can't trust anyone,

I should choose someone I can manipulate.

Someone young, that people like and believe in.

Specially when they demand change.

- That would be you. - I thought about Edu.

The boy from the rape project.

He's good-looking, charismatic...

He wants to be you when he grows up,

with the advantage of still being young.

At least he's a blank page.

I can write on it as much as I want.

I'll demand his resignation...

It's better for Otto and for the party...

What's the matter, Ivan?

Edu, it was you.

- Me, what? - You leaked that document,

about Otto Veiga's bribe money.

You know I have no access to that kind of thing.

I was the best intern in that office.

I don't know how you opened the safe, but you did, Edu.

You know my character, Ivan.

You know my nature.

I could expect suspicion from anyone else but you.

That's exactly why I'm giving you the chance

to not get caught by surprise, and even prepare a defense.

You're my brother, Ivan.

You're like a brother to me, too.

That's why I'll back you up in everything you'll need,

but I have to report you, man.

There's no one else?

- It has to be me? - Edu...

I have evidence.

Look who's here...

Hello, how are you, mr. Chairman?

- Long time... - Arthur...

I checked the records.

The document came in the afternoon,

and the next morning Assis destroyed it.

I saw it.

You were the only one who stayed late in the office.

I don't understand what that proves.

Do you want proof?

The copying machine's records says a copy was made

at 10:30 PM.

Look...

Only you were there.

I also checked the front desk's records, saying you left 00:10.

Man, what did you do...?

We are going in there,

and you'll set everything straight.

OK?

Let's go?

It's unnecessary exposure...

It's not good for you or the party...

Why? Why start a crisis now?

I'm being framed. It's an attempt to neutralize me.

To pull me out.

Can I talk to you tomorrow in your office?

Of course.

It's Ivan... Ivan... Otto!

Otto, Ivan... is down there... dead!

- What happened to Ivan? - He jumped from the roof.

My God, I shouldn't have left him alone.

He was very disturbed, senator.

- Was it him? - He confessed it all to me.

How he got your signature to get the bribe money,

how he sold the documents to the opposition, he told me.

Only me and him knew the safe combination.

But he came to confess.

He just didn't have the courage.

- Who's this man? - Eduardo Borges.

I want to name him my substitute.

I believe in him.

I know champions from miles away.

This is one of them.

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