Original subtitles

Who is he?

I don't know.

SIX MONTHS BEFORE

ONE DAYWE'LL DECIPHER THIS ENIGMA. DADDY.

Open your Genetics book.

Marcelo!

- Mr. Marcelo da Rocha! - Wake up, weirdo.

I'm talking to you.

Can I ask now, Marcelo?

What is the probability of an albino boy being born in F-3?

Want me to call your mommy to help you, Weirdo?

- Is there enough time for a coffee? - Good one.

Twenty five percent.

- Who would say, huh, Tieko? - Correct?

Yeah! Correct!

Continuing...

Is there enough time for a coffee?

Who is the clown?

- It wasn't me! - Really?

Question...

- What's the probability of... - Of any hair growing on your bald head?

Fausto, straight to the principal's office!

Me?

- Professor, it wasn't him. - But, it wasn't me.

It's all my fault!

Me!? It wasn't me, I swear it wasn't me!

What the fuck?

What's going on? Lmitating the teacher, imitating your friends.

You're almost an adult!

If you applied yourself, you would have been already accepted into college.

Let me see...

- Yourfather travels a lot? - No.

No, really?

Mexico, China, France, Netherlands...

- His father is a pilot... - Whose father is a pilot?

- Weirdo's father. - Who is Weirdo, my God?

- Marcelo. - And you're Marcelo...

No, no, not now, I can't see you now.

I'm his mother, they called me.

- Oh, come in please... - What did you do this time?

Look madam, if your son doesn't change he will be a looser.

You do it!

My son!

I'm with you!

I'm here with Renato Jaques...

who has become a great success...

and has justfinished shooting a very popular soap opera...

"Wild at Heart".

In a way. Renato...

this soap has opened the marketfor you, right?

What are your plans now...

What are you plans foryour career?

Amaury, first of all, thank you...

Anyway, it's a struggle, you know?

This world is a struggle.

Thanks to God this character worked out...

like we say, it had a history...

New York?

Kennedy and La Guardia.

- Rio de Janeiro? - Gale�o and Santos Dumont.

- London? - Heathrow. Did I say it right?

- Tokyo? - Kansai?

Kohai, Kansai is in Osaka.

Kohai, do you remember what I always tell you.

If you do not knoweverything, you will be your worst enemy.

And ifit happens, Kohai, you are as good as nothing.

Do you understand that, Kohai?

- Do you want to be like me? - I want to be like you, dad.

Marcelo!

Jeez, dad! It's mom!

Stop banging that ball around! I'm watching TV!

Flight 3196, going to S�o Paulo...

THE KNIGHTLYART OF THE ZEN ARCHER

- Dad! - I said I'd come.

- Many connections there? - Just a few.

What's up Weirdo. How's everything?

Give me two whiskeys on the rocks, please.

Changi?

- Singapore! - You got that one, huh?!

Do you really think you've got to leave home to become a pilot?

- Yeah. - What about your mom?

Mom is never going to let me get offthe ground, dad.

- I can help you. - I don't need money.

I want to be like you are,

I want to do things my way, all normal like.

- Asign you're growing up. - I need advice.

Do you rememberthat bedtime story I used to tell you?

Which one?

About the boy from Okinawa. Who walked day after day...

to get to the monastery in Tohoku.

Where Toshiro Tamaoki taught the art of archery.

The boy arrived at the exact same instant in which great Tamoaki,

with his eyes blindfolded, was about to shoot an arrow.

Suddenly, the master lets loose the arrow.

Zoooooom-pow! And he hit the target in the bull's eye.

The boy shouted...

"Master! You hit the bull's eye!"

And the master said: "The bull's eye hit the arrow."

The boy said, "I don't understand, master!"

"You don't understand because you haven't learned the art yet."

Teach me the art, master, the boy asked.

And the master gave him a serious look and asked him:

"Have you already had breakfast?"

And he: "Yes."

"So go wash the dishes kid."

And nowyou know whatyou have to do.

I have to... shit, I have to do as you've done...

Iook for a small airfield, far away from here

- and start from scratch, that's right? - Yes, start from scratch, Kohai.

Yes, it's no use looking forthe airfield...

the airfield will find you.

My, it looks so natural, wonderful, wonderful!

- And howis Marcelo? - Great! So sweet!

Kids are great. They're great even afterthey growup, huh?

- Yeah. - Everything is so wonderful.

But, all he wants to do now is to study.

And he's a genius, you know, Marcelo...

it's not just because he's my son, not at all, but he is...

Yesterday the school principal even called me over...

to tell me that.

- That he's... - That's so nice!

Yeah, my son won't bejust going to be another nobody in life,

I won't let him be.

Marcelo will be my pride and joy,

he will be famous and make me so happy...

Very good.

Hello?

Hello, please, I'd like to send your marketing director...

a memento from our company. What's his name again?

Carlos Assis! Thank you so much.

Carlos Assis! Carlos Assis from marketing!

TELEPHONE

Thank you.

Sampaio bus company, good afternoon.

- Who's talking? - This is Kelly.

Kelly, this is Carlos Assis from marketing,

Mr. Humberto Sampaio wants you to get his nephewa ticket.

Humberto?

Humberto Sampaio, Kelly, the owner of the company you work for.

Oh... sure, of course!

I'll get him one, no problem. Bye, bye.

- Hi. - Can I help you?

Carlos Assis from marketing asked you to get me a ticket.

Oh, he'sjust called.

Are you Sampaio's nephew?

- Well, where do you want to go? - Cuiab�.

WELCOME TO MATO GROSSO DO SUL

IT'S NOTTHE BULL WHO KILLS THE BULLFIGHTER.

IT'S THE BULLFIGHTER WHO LETS THE BULL KILL HIM.

Mister, please could you drop me offhere?

I'm going to get out here, OK?

Thanks a lot, OK?!

You finish back there, Dumont?

Hold on!

Done! Can I... can I fly a bit?

Just for a while, Dumont. Keep her headed northeast.

Am I in charge?

Yeah, you're flying.

Papa Tango Kilo Zulu India requests landing instructions, do you read?

Papa Tango Kilo Zulu India, northeastern wind, 12 knots.

- Landing authorized Chic�o. - Zulu India.

- What are you doing? - I'm going to land, Chic�o!

No way, man. You're trying to get me killed, shit?

- I knowhowto land this crate, man. - You knowhowto land, really?

Landing is for pilots, not for some goofball.

Lfthe wind changes down below, we're screwed.

- Like a crosswind? - Yeah, like a crosswind.

And what do you have to do then?

Hold thejoystick one way and the pedal the other.

It ain't easy.

- Keep the nose in the wind... - And keep the nose in the wind.

Crabbing...

- Crabbing. - Crabbing!

Zulu, India...

You have to return. Do you read me?

Zulu India, negative tower, no fuel...

I'm going to land here anyway...

Dumont, shit, what you doing in there, Dumont?

No, come here, just tell me one thing.

What do I pay you for?

For you to play pilot or to wash my goddamn planes?

- I've washed them all already Pacheco. - Washed what?

Look at this windshield, shit!

Pacheco, I want to talk to you about my license.

You have got to be kidding me, huh boy?!

Why? I've already flown over 20 hours with Chic�o man.

You promised me Pacheco.

I didn't promise you jackshit boy!

You crazy? You crazy?

I don't knowwhere you get these ideas from!

I'll fly foryou for free until I get my license Pacheco.

Listen here, Dumont, let me tell you something.

You're here to help me,

not to create more problems, no way.

So please, go and finish your work...

and give me a break. Ok?

GARAGE

I don't want to keep on washing you man,

I'll wash you today...

but I want to fly you.

I don't want to wash you.

I want to fly you!

- Hello? - Hello, Pacheco!

It's Ba�a, I need a plane right now.

Pacheco's not here.

Son of a bitch! Call him for me, shit!

Hold it a minute.

Pacheco? Pacheco, telephone!

KEEP ITCLOSED

Hello? Where's fucking Pacheco?

- Pacheco here. - This is Ba�a.

I need a plane right now at Castor's ranch.

Send me one right nowand I'll give you a bonus and pay in cash.

There's nobody here right nowyou know,

only a newkid who's very good. Can I send him?

Yeah, no problem!

Send him right now!

I'll be there in teN minutes, right!

PACHECO, WENTTO PICK UP YOUR CLIENT BA�A.

WE CAN DISCUSS MY PART LATER. DUMONT.

Kilo, Zulu, India, requesting authorization to take off.

Authorization granted, Zulu, India.

Let's go.

Listen...

you help me now, OK?

Let's go?!

Tora, tora, tora!

Are we in Paraguay already?

Hello?

What are you loading, huh? Whiskey?

Legi�o... You guys play "Legi�o" in Paraguay?

Yeah...

What you call them over there? "Legi�n"?

"Lexi�o"...

Lexi�o...

Close the door, to your room

Because if the phone rings It just might be somebody

You'll want to talk to, for hours

Hello!

Ba�a, you listen to me, if some kid comes around...

saying he's my pilot, you shoot his ass...

he fucking robbed my plane!

No, no, no, I'm here with the pilot you sent me.

What? He's there with you? He's no fucking pilot, shit!

How come he's not a pilot ifthe plane is flying Pacheco?

What is he talking about?

Make him come back. Then you kill him, shit!

Yeah right, first you send me the guy and nowyou want me to kill him.

Hello!? What's going on? You drunk or something, man?

Listen Ba�a, you're the drunk one!

Flying with that son of a bitch!

And if he fucked me...

he's going to fuck you and your load too, fucking-A!

What? What did he say?

What's that?

Tell me, who do you work for?

I work for Pacheco.

Why is he saying you stole his plane?

I don't know... I'm going to take you...

and then take the plane back.

What did he say to you?

Aren't you afraid of death clown?

If you shoot me, the plane crashes man!

I knowhowto fly too, sucker!

If you knewhowto fly, you'd already have shot me!

Howlong you been flying?

- Alone? - I'm serious, kid!

Howlong we've been in the air?

Around forty, forty-five minutes, why?

Plus the fifteen it took me to get you...

Shit, that'd be my first hour flying solo.

Is that where we're going to land?

Yeah.

What the fuck you doing?

- It's a crosswind! - Oh my God!

Joystick to one side, pedals the other.

Hold on man, we're going to go crabbing now.

Holy shit.

Shit!

Who is this guy?

Nowthat you've completed yourfirst hour of flying...

let'sjust see howmuch longeryou've got to live.

What are you doing, man?!

What are you doing?

Lucky boy, huh.

But, let me tell you something...

if you go back with this plane, Pacheco's gun will be sure to go off.

Let's do this, you stay here...

fly for free for me until you become a real pilot.

I'll send the plane back, howabout that? Is it a deal?

We have a deal or not?

You'll help me get my license?

And howmany songs by "Legi�o Urbana" you knowhowto sing? Huh?

Fucking take-off of Renato Russo!

You almost got me killed you son of a bitch!

Welcome to Paraguay, kid.

Tell me, what's your name?

Carrera.

Let's go, Tatu!

Goal!

3 to 1 Come on!

- Fuck! - You fool, take off the ball.

Listen, I've got a kamikaze flight here...

with a bonus and an additional 10%, who'll go?

Nobody? Jair?

I've got a kid to raise, shit, give me the ball.

Open a bed and breakfast in Bahia then if you don't want to work.

- Tatu? - I'll go!

No, no, no.

Why not? What's the problem?

It's a kamikaze flight and you don't have enough experience...

- I can do it man. - I can do that!

- Come on! - You were with me in the crosswind!

The cargo is worth a lot...

if you go down with it I'm the one who's screwed, I can't...

Give me a chance, man.

Go ahead then, it's all yours boy...

It had to be him anyway...

you'rejust all a bunch oflowlifes.

- Give me the fucking ball! - Try retiring man!

Give me the ball!

Back to the game, guys.

That's it, at the center.

What's a kamikaze flight?

When the load is worth a lot, you have to fly it kamikaze, you get me?

You take offwith just enough fuel...

to fly to the delivery point.

It's the boss's guarantee you won't steal his load.

The airstrip is kept in the dark...

until the time you're supposed to be arriving.

Kiddo, if you are not a fucking good pilot...

you're screwed!

It's him, now!

Dad? Can you talk?

I think now I've become a real pilot!

Yeah, my boss is a great guy. It's just that.

Criminal no way. I'm a pilot...

I'm a pilot, like you!

What...

I didjust what you told me to do!

I...

Hello? Dad?

Hasta la vista, baby! Ra-ta-ta-ta!

Come in, Carrera. Come here.

Sit down.

Boss, I can't work for you anymore.

What happened?

Happened...

I don't want you to get mad at me...

but when the guys opened those crates and...

they were full of guns inside.

I'm no good for things like that.

- Son of a bitch! - No, I'm sorry, it's not...

No, no... I'm not talking about you.

It'sjust some guy in your country I owed a favortoo!

Son of a bitch! I'm ashamed!

Guns?!

I hate guns!

Stick with me, Carrera!

I'll give you my word that this won't happen again.

Take the cap... It's for you.

Yes, yes.

Carrera, Carrera, Carrera.

Good night, Paraguay.

Now, I am no longer Carrera...

I am now... Russo, Renato Russo.

Take your hands off of me I don't belong to you

You won't get me With all that control

I may be alone But I know exactly where I am

You may even doubt I don't think that's love

Only this one?

Maybe it's just imagination

Maybe nothing will happen at all

Maybe that's all in vain

Do you think we will win?

� � � � � � � � �

Why fight If we don't mean to?

Who will protect us?

Maybe we will have to answer

For our mistakes You and I

Thank you very much!

Thank you, Paraguay.

Close the back.

Cover everything!

Great! Where's Assis?

What's wrong Assis?

- What's up man? - Booze.

You drunk, man?

Beat it, beat it!

You don't work here anymore man!

Edgar, I'm going to deliverthis myself, you stay here by the plane.

Half an hour, there and back.

Ba�a, we have a problem man.

Assis is drunk...

I don't knowman, I'm going to deliver it myself.

No problem, Ba�a. No problem, everything'll work out.

Come on, let's go!

What's the matter bro?

- It's the engines. - You knowanything about car engines?

More or less... but I'm in a real rush, man.

Can't you move it over to the side of the road?

It won't start!

- Could you give us a hand? - What do you think it is?

I don't know, I don't know anything about engines.

You don't have a license either?

We're trying to get around the roadblock too.

I'm going up to my boss's farm up ahead man.

This road don't lead to no farm, no way.

It ends at a lake.

Listen, I'm real sorry, but I can't help you guys.

- I'mjust going to back up from here. - I think it's the battery...

don't you have a rope you can pull us with?

Nope, I'm loaded with manure here.

Could I take a look at that manure back there?

You lose, joker.

You called me boss?

You have to go to Brazil to get Carrera.

OK, boss.

Let's get straight to the point here...

Tell us, what's your boss's name - uh, Dennis.

I don't have no boss, man.

- I work on my own, really. - Right.

Silva?

Tell me something, who was it that ordered the "manure"?

I'm going to read a list of names...

to see if you recognize anyone ofthem, OK?

Jair? Dotori?

Tek�? Mant�va?

The names these guys have. Tatuzinho?

Ba�a? Carrera? Soza?

- Hold it, stop! - Soza?

- No the other guy. Carrera. - Right.

You knowthis guy?

And you guys don't?!

Everybody fucking knows him.

Why would that be?

Carrera is the guy's son, right?

He's not his real son, but it's like he was.

Like he brought him up to be his heir, understand?

Heir? It says here he'sjust another pilot.

Just another pilot?!

The guy's a fucking good pilot.

Considered...

You remember when they attacked that American base in Colombia?

The DEAbase.

You guys never hear about that?

It was Carrera.

They had a F-16 fighter plane...

and an Apache helicopter at the base.

One ofthem was always in the air.

If any drugs were flown through the region, the guys would shoot it down on the spot...

no kidding, just shoot it down.

One day they shot down a plane belonging to Carrera's father.

They say that this really pissed him off!

So what did he do? He took ajet...

a normal jet, painted it all black.

And souped-up the turbines so they'd spit firejust like a bomber...

and then waited.

One day the F16 landed...

before the helicopter could take off,

this black bomber with fire coming out, black, matte...

of its turbines flewby and strafed the base.

And the Americans couldn't believe it:

What the fuck? What the fuck? Mayday, mayday!

And whatever.

Meanwhile a plane belonging to Carrera's fatherflewby...

- full of cocaine. - You ever hearthis story?

Everybody knows about it, fucking great story!

They say that...

they want to make a movie out ofit with that...

blond guy... who did...

Listen...

tell us what does this Carrera guy look like?

I don't know. I hear he's good looking...

good-Iooking guy.

They say he always wears a Porshe Carrera cap.

Listen guys, his lawyer's already called twice.

WARRANT FOR RELEASE - But it looks like you...

ain't just no small fry, huh, Dennis?

Awarrant for your release, from Brasilia.

You got some heavy people behind you, don't you man?

How does it look? Handsome?

Can I go then?

Sure.

Listen, you can get out ofthis life...

blanket immunity. You ever hear ofit?

Lt'd be good foryou.

Can I go now?

Shit. We arrest them, the guys upstairs set them free.

Call Samuca and tell him to keep on his tail.

Samuca, the guy's leaving, keep on his tail.

FEDERAL POLICE - He's coming out, he's leaving.

Hey Carrera...

They caught him, bro.

- Fuck, it's not working... - Fuck!

What's going on man?

Where are we going?

Take this, take this.

Look howhis eyes glow with the light.

I could throwthis fish in the frying pan right now...

but, as a good Christian and I'm not hungry...

I'll throwhim back in the water.

Take the bag, it's foryou.

Open it.

A prize for keeping your mouth shut.

You don't have to pay me for doing that.

You deserve it. You don't refuse gifts!

Nobody evertaught you manners?

Take it, it's yours.

Thank you.

That's better.

Use it to take a vacation, but don't spend it all.

Vacation?

Carrera is going to have to disappear.

You've attracted too much attention...

and ifthey come looking for you they just might find me.

And besides, I don't want to lose my best pilot.

Nobody can stop Carrera, boss.

If that fish I hooked could think...

it'd thinkjust like you, Marcelo.

My name is Carrera.

Go on back to your mother's house...

ifl need you, I'll get in touch.

My mother?

Isn't her name Silvia?

Isn't she the one you send money to?

Come on, Marcelo...

My name is Carrera.

You made Carrera up yourself.

Marcelo...

Son...

My dear, you...

Tell me, where have you been?

With whom have you been?

I knowyou are the one sending me money.

I knowit's you.

I'm a plane pilot mom.

Who got you into flying?

You've always been like this, ever since you were a kid...

Always been Like this, haven't you?

Like what?

Like what?

Like, you're... you're...

- Like what? - Like that, you're...

What am I like?

You're like... it's... Is this what you want out of life, son?

Do you want...

You want to be a nobody all your life? Is that it?

You got the key here?

Is the door open?

It's open...

Whiskey please.

Straight.

Breaking news.

One of the most wanted traffickers in Brazil...

was arrested this morning by the Federal Police.

The pilot was transporting around two hundred kilos...

of cocaine in a single-prop plane.

Carrera, a dangerous drug smuggler...

wanted by international police...

is suspected of having delivered a heavy blowto the American DEA base...

Making him one of the most well-known traffickers...

on the Brazil Paraguay border.

The investigation was already going on for 4 months...

was made in cooperation between the Brazilian Federal Police and...

I've got some medicine if you want...

Need any help?

Jesus Christ, son!

What are you doing with your life?

You were right.

- I'm sorry. - It's OK.

No, no, I'm sorry. You were right.

It's OK son, OK.

Get a grip on yourself, son. You want to wind up like Gonzalez...

sitting inside a bathroom smelling shit the whole day?

Did you knowhe used to be an important bullfighter in Mexico?

He told me that the biggest mistake he's ever made in his life...

was not having died in the arena.

And that is why he's a nobody, nothing.

Look at me, son, look at me!

In Mexico, they say that when a bullfighter dies in the arena...

it wasn't the bull who killed him,

it was the bullfighter who let himselfbe killed.

I think you knowwhat you have to do now, don't you?

Weirdo?

Is that you Weirdo, man!

You're mistaking me for someone else.

I already knew... For sure, it's you Weirdo!

No way! I don't know any Weirdo man!

I'll have another one too please.

GOL TAKES OVER BRAZILIAN SKIES

If you hadn't left, I would never have let you do this to your hair.

- The last thing we do... - Hello, good afternoon.

- Is to discolor, you know? - Security personal?

My name is Ramon, are you OK?

I'm the assistant of an important business man from Sao Paulo...

he needs to go to an event in Recife.

RECIFE GETS ON FIRE BEFORE THE CARNIVAL

But for security reasons...

I can't say who he is.

HELICOPTER RENTER - The only thing I can say is...

that he is from aviation business.

Too bad there? Too cold?

It is already heating up, it will be hot in a few seconds.

Great! He needs two bodyguards...

they have to be wearing a white shirt, a black suit and tie.

Ok? Perfect!

Ah... and they can't be afraid of flying.

No need to hire a pilot...

my boss is going to fly,

he's an ace, one ofthe best pilots there...

One ofthe best pilots ever.

Any problem if we pay in cash, dollar?

And how do you want your hair? Look, isn't this nice.

Charming, just like you.

You don't have any gray hairyet, do you?

I knowhowyou'd like it, I knowwhat I can do,

HENRIQUE CONSTANTINO - let it fall straight down...

TIMID BROTHER, BOLD DIRECTOR - a bit on the long side...

Howabout something like this?

What? You want it like that.

That's so nice, son.

Successful businessman style, mommy can do that. You want that?

Such good taste you have!

- Will it be the same? - No. It'll be better, you'll see.

I like that!

I'm going to have to dye your hair?

Get this bleached blond out...

and do away with your sideburns too.

Sideburns, you have to be kidding.

Honey, will you be staying here for carnival, with me?

No.

You are going to travel again?

I'm going to travel.

Jeez.

May I cut here?

Mr. Valter, Mrs. Sandra, welcome.

You reserved a bungalow in front ofthe ocean, right?

Yes, everything ok.

And who's that guy there? Nobody else is scheduled to arrive!

- Who is this guy? - Come on, Sandra.

I've no idea.

No, talk to the people over in marketing Rubens.

I can't believe it, a palm tree right in front of our sign.

Yeah...

and nobody can see our name written on it.

Ok, Rubens.

But don't say anything to my brother...

it'll only make him upset.

We'll cut down all the trees.

Yeah right, OK then. All my best. Bye.

How's it going? Howare you? Is the lobby that way?

- Please. - Excuse me.

Eike, the owner of Gol Airlinesjust arrived.

- What? Constantino is here? But... - It's his brother.

Hold on, I'll be right there.

So sell it nowthat's good.

No, it's a safe transaction.

Who is he?

I can't believe it! Constantino!

Eike!

Good afternoon, this is Miranda, from Gol Airlines.

I'm great, thanks...

I'm returning a call from Amaury.

Right, to knowif you all are going to be in the lounge in Recife.

No, it's Henrique who'll be going.

I can't guarantee that because you know...

he likes to keep a lowprofile and he's sort of...

but who knows they can't work out something on the spot.

That'd be great.

OK, fine.

So, we'll see you there, then.

Hey, can I take a photo?

Girls, girls!

Go on by, quick, quick.

Great, the seven and eight o'clock soaps!

Fantastic! Great!

Smile for me Lu, look at me, great Lu!

That is very nice! Yeah, like that. That's it!

This'll make the front coverfor sure, huh!?

Beautiful! Beautiful.

Have you seen my husband around here?

No, no I haven't.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

- Atoast! - Cheers!

- I really don't think it's right... - Give me that, Sandra!

Renato Jaques?

- Hey, Eike! Howare you? - Hey, Renato! Are you having a good time?

- A lot! - Great party!

Good night. Nice people!

Constantino all by himselfthere.

- I'm going overto save our sponsor. - Who? Hold it!

- That is Constantino?! - Sure!

Good night, Constantino...

Howare you, Henrique, nice to meet you.

Great. Howare you?

- Renato Jaques. - Renato...

- Constantino, I'm so sorry. - What for?

Jeez, I didn't recognize you there! Real sorry.

No way, Renato, I talked to you because I'm a big fan of yours.

Valter! I was looking foryou, stay here with me!

Hold it Sandra.

I'm going over to say hi to Henrique Constantino there, look.

- Henrique Is here? Where? - I'll be right back.

Jeez... that's not him! You'll make a fool out of yourself!

What's that face like, the one you use in the soap?!

No way... I'm working on a newproject now...

- Constantino. - Hello.

- Howare you? - Fine.

- Valter Meireles. - Valter. Haven't we met before?

Didn't we have dinner once together, in Brasilia?

- Yeah, I think so... - At Roberto's house.

- Right. - Wasn't that it... the senator...

Yeah, you're right.

Howare you? How's your wife, uh...

- Sandra. - Sandra!

I think I sawher around here somewhere, right?

Yeah, she's here...

but, in reality, I'd like to ask you something aboutjets.

After all, you know all about them, right?

Athing or two.

It'sjust that I'm thinking about trading mine in for another one.

It's getting on my nerves, a whistling sound...

What you have? A Learjet 24D?

Who told you?

It's because the 24D starts making a noise,

like that when it gets up to around,

- let's say, forty thousand feet. - Precisely.

But ifl were you, I'd keep it.

- You think so? - It's a greatjet.

Could you take it out for a spin, to see what you think?

- Sure, wheneveryou want. - Excuse me, Valter...

- Is it here? - Yes.

Excuse me. Just a second.

- Could I talk to you? - Sure.

Come on there!

- Eike, great party. - Thank you.

- Congratulations. - Thanks.

Let me tell you something...

Jeez, keep away from that guy Valter Meirelles.

He's a real jerk.

But, wait, isn't Valterthe owner of... what's that factory?

He's the owner of nothing.

You're the owner... you and your brother...

Valter is flat broke.

The money there all belongs to his wife, Sandra, poor thing.

Why "poor thing"?

Depression. Sandra is crazy, right, man?

Spends all her time locked up in institutes. Forget about them man.

Look...

You wanna have some fun?

Yeah.

So, let's go man, to the scene ofthe crime.

- Let's go! - Let's go!

I'll introduce you to some girls, come on.

I'd like to introduce you to the owner ofthis party here Constantino...

- Henrique... Lu Paes... - How's it going?

- Great, and you? - My pleasure.

- Nice meeting you. - We're all friends now!

Come on, come on!

I told you we would have fun...

We decorated there...

I like those...

- palm trees... - Beautiful!

I can't believe the shorts that guy is wearing, look.

What about them?

Listen, that guy there is Henrique Constantino, you jerk.

He should dress betterthen, don't you think?

Come on, you think he's like your playboy friends?

Henrique is a real down-to-earth guy, look.

I'm going to show him my turnstile project, you'll see.

That guy there is going to fix me up.

Well, he's shorts are kinda cute, aren't they?

- Nowyou're getting the idea. - I thought that...

- No, I'm here with... - Ellen, no "H", double "L".

- With Ellen without an "H". - Double "L".

What's going on?

Henrique Constantino, he's rescheduling Ellen's ticket.

- Can you pack your bag in five minutes? - Of course she can!

- She's on her way then, OK? - Ohh thanks a million!

Really, thanks, if you need me I'll be around...

- have fun... - Alright.

- It's been so long. - Eike! Eike!

- Listen, this is serious! - Hold itjust a sec. Hi?

That guy there, he's not Constantino...

he's pulling some kind of scam.

The guy's not Constantino?

- Isn't he Constantino? - No.

He'sjust rescheduled an impossible flight...

and he's not Constantino? Sandra...

Isn't it a bit early to get started, honey?

Do me a favor and take care of yourself, huh?

I've got work to do. Hi... Hi...

CALLING HENRIQUE CONSTANTINO

Sandra. Having a nice time?

Eike's some character, isn't he?

I'm going out for a walk on the beach, why don't you come with me?

You've got some nerve!

I'm sorry, Sandra, I knowyou're married and all, I didn't mean...

- to bother you... - It doesn't have anything to do with that...

- You didn't understand what I said. - I... Valter's a friend of mine, sorry.

You didn't understand what I said

It'sjust that I sawyou...

and I thought...

I'm sorry.

What's up?

I'll be back soon. I'm here with Constantino.

Let's go party? Come on!

Howare you?

- Are you ok? - Howare you?

Are you ok?

I want some attention too.

Excuse me, can I enjoy myself a bit? Could I do that?

I'm sorry, but I just can't leave you here all by yourself.

Who said I am by myself?

I don't think he'll be coming back too soon...

Want to dance?

No...

Let's go!

Hi...

I'm dancing with my friend here right now.

Who are you?

Henrique... We've already met.

I know Henrique Constantino. But I want to knowyour name.

You'rejust not connecting the name to the person.

It happens to me sometimes too.

You must be crazy, huh?

If you weren't married, I think I'd kiss you right now.

Would you?

Excuse me, Constantino. Howare you?

Sandra, nice seeing you again. I'm sorry.

Everything ok? Nice to meet you.

We're going on live here and...

I thought we could have a quick talk, could we do that?

- Sure. - How's that sound?

- Sure. - Right now...

- Ready? - In ten seconds.

- Tem seconds. - 3, 2...

And to continue our coverage ofthe carnival here in Recife,

I'd like to introduce you all to Henrique Constantino.

Who happens to be Constantino's brother. The president of Gol Airlines.

Henrique thank you so much for being here.

Congratulations about the success of your company.

I was wondering if you could explain to everyone watching us,

howGol Airlines has managed to grow...

despite this crisis affecting everybody?

In reality, there's no secret at all.

We base ourselves on the basic principle...

of never owing anything to anybody.

Constantino?? Gol Airline owner?!

This guy is Dennis! I held this guy!

And this is the first time that Gol Airlines participate in a carnival party?

Yes, the first time...

but I think we'll be participating more and more...

because this party here is great, huh? Just fantastic.

So, congratulations again, and give our best to your father...

Congratulations for Gol Airlines's success,

and our best to all the company directors.

Thank you. And you too,

you can always count on us for anything you need.

And fly Gol, the only way to go!

The only way to go!

- Thank you. - Thanks, Amaury.

Come with me.

What is it? Did I say something stupid?

No. You talked like the real heir of Gol Airlines.

And what do we do now?

Let's go to the hotel?

Hotel, what hotel? No way! Let's make our getaway.

Where's your helicopter?

- I sent it back to S�o Paulo. - Really?

- Make our getaway, why? - And jets, you knowhowto fly ajet?

Or did you only learn howto fly helicopters forthis scam?

- Scam? - Yeah, you knowhowto fly one or not?

- Of course I do. - You do... So...

we'll just use my jet.

Paulo, hi, it's Sandra, everything OK?

Sorry for calling this late, but could you get my jet ready.

I'll be leaving, OK?

Yeah, right now, now...

No, you don't need to call the pilot, no.

Sandra...

Henrique Constantino is going to fly. Yeah.

The owner of Gol.

OK, thanks, thanks!

What are you talking about?

That interviewyou gave was live.

Howlong do you think it'll take the cops to come looking for you?

- The cops? - Yeah, the cops!

- Are you crazy? - Me?

You're the crazy one, trying to pull a scam on all ofhigh-society here.

Tell me, what's in it foryou, huh?

What are you talking about, Sandra?

Look, I went to school with Constantino, in Brasilia.

I knowhim. What's your name?

What's your name?!

- My name? - Your name?!

Shit, aren't you going to tell me? You going to keep on trying to fool me?

I won't turn you in. Tell me!

I want to help you, who are you?

Ahh! Let's go, come.

Fuck!

Hey Constantino...

Hey, man.

What's up?

- What's the matter? - It's...

Go on overto your room for a bit.

What's going on?

Man, they're trying to fuck up my father, shit.

What?

- Can I use your phone? - Of course, sure.

Go on, right beside the bed. Dial zero first.

Fucking-A!

Hi, is my fatherthere?

- Where is he? - His agenda...

- Valter isn't here, no... - Valter, no way!

- Excuse me, I knowhe's in there. - Who, Constantino?

Let me tell you something.

- He's working... - you have his agenda?

Do you think I'm as stupid as you?

- Excuse me. - Wait, Sandra!

I want to talk to you. Could you excuse us for a minute please?

Just a second, OK? Please.

Constantino, I'm going out for a walk. I told you she was crazy.

Who do you think you are?

I'm working right now.

I just want to knowyour name.

Henrique Constantino.

Ohh... stop that!

You got any whiskey?

What are you doing?

Hello? What did she say to you?

No, it's...

a friend...

Somebody I met.

Tell my father that they're trying to screwus here,

trying to fuck us up, and tell him I want to meet him later.

At Santos Dumont, in Rio.

No, I won't be going alone. I'll ask Renato Jaques to go with me.

Fine?

Is everything fine with you?

Fine!

Hold it, hold it Constantino.

What's going on? Don't you think the guys might want to kill you?

Mrs Sandra, this guy you've been hanging out with,

besides impersonating rich businessmen is a drug trafficker...

ho works for one ofthe biggest drug cartels in Latin America.

It's not the bull who kills the bullfighter...

it's the bullfighter who lets himselfbe killed.

He kept saying he was Constantino, he needs help.

Paulo? Henrique Constantino.

- Is the plane fueled up? - Yes, it is.

- And Mrs. Sandra? She said... - Have you met Renato Jaques?

Nice meeting you.

Can we board?

- Mrs. Sandra, she... - She's not coming.

I'm going to have to call her, she said that you'd be leaving together...

Sure, of course. If you don't believe the owner of Gol Airlines,

you'd better call.

No, no, it's not that, Mr. Renato, it'sjust...

Look, Paulo, if you're going to call, call now, man,

cause I've got to shoot again one whole episode ofthe soap opera,

he's going to Rio and isjust doing me a favor.

She's probably asleep by nowtoo, so...

- Excuse me. - Let's go, come on.

Sandra, Paulo says that you lent thejet to the drug dealer.

- He got away? - Where did he go to?

- To Rio? - To Rio?

- Renato Jaques? The actor? - The actor.

Call headquarters in Rio.

And tell them to play it cool, hejust might be holding a hostage.

Is that him?

What's the matter?

Those guys are out to get me.

Let's go easy, Renato Jaques might be a hostage.

Renato, you have to help me now.

You hold them back, don't let them get nearthe plane.

I'm going to call my father on the radio, OK?

Hold it, just a second.

Howam I supposed to hold these guys back, shit?

I'mjust an actor.

You're a good actor...

What's he doing?

He's going to take off!

He's closing the door, hold him! Don't let him!

Take it easy.

- He's turning on the motors... - Go, go!

- Calm down... - Police! Help!

Police!

Hold it, hold it there!

Here, here!

What the fuck?

Juliete, Kilo, Quebec, requesting authorization to take off...

Tell them it's code red. Zero, seventy-seven.

Code red, zero, seventy-seven.

- You want to take over? - You're the pilot.

What's the emergency, Juliete, Kilo, Quebec, do you read?

Tell them you've got a kidney onboard for a transplant...

and that the patient is in a critical state.

It'll work Kohai.

Let's go Marcelo.

No dad.

My name is Henrique.

Henrique? Who's Henrique?

Dad,

I'm your son, aren't I?

I don't know. Are you Marcelo?

New York.

Kennedy and La Guardia.

Gale�o and Santos Dumont

Heathrow.

Did I say it right?

Juliette, Kilo, Quebec...

what is the emergency?

What is the emergency? Copy?

On the ground, Dennis. Slow down!

- My name is Marcelo. - Ok, Dennis. On the ground!

Give me your arms Denis.

My name is Marcelo.

NINE MONTHS LATER

- The rebellion begun... - It's very good, I'll showyou.

- At 1h30 p. M... - I loved it!

- With burning mattresses... - Nice.

- This color is so good on you. - Know!

- Very good. My, it looks great. - Oh good.

And thanks for seeing me this time of night, OK?

- No problem. - Tell me, how's Marcelo?

Marcelo's fine. Full of special privileges...

a bunch oflawyers offering to take his case for free.

- Really, that's great, huh? - Yeah.

Fancy prisoner.

- S�lvia I've got to run. - Ok, go.

- I'll pay you next week, OK? - No problem.

- Kisses, bye. - Bye and have fun...

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

The situation of the Bangu 3 prison, remains very tense...

all of the attempts to put an end to the rebellion... haven't worked out.

The commander of BOPE has just informed us,

that they will have to invade.

Because the situation is out of control.

Soon back with more information.

What's up? Come back here, brother!

This shit will explode like this! The pigs are going to come in...

they're going to bust in Mico...

What?

You up front?

What you think? Beat it.

Mico, this whole place is going to explode, the pigs are going...

Hold it. What the fuck do you want?

You work for the Krauts?

I told you to beat it, weirdo!

My name is Juliano de Souza. And my command is in S�o Paulo.

And my guys there are all buddies with your guy on the phone.

- You with the PCC, bro? - Give me the fucking phone.

Listen Mico, there's this...

Mico, this is Juliano from the PCC.

If you enter, he will be killed.

Tell him to drop the guy.

Drop the guy!

The perimeter is surrounded.

Free the hostages or we'll break in.

What is it?

We want to settle this nice and easy, captain.

- "We" who boy? - The "Comando" and the PCC.

You with the PCC? What's your name?

My name is Juliano de Souza, Captain.

We want to do this peacefully, nobody has to use force.

We want is to give our message to the press...

And then, we'll let the hostages go.

And how do I know you're telling the truth?

Look here in my eye and see if I'm lying.

Done by (c) dCd / July 2011