Carandiru Page #6

What the f***?!

Son of a b*tch!

Jesus, he chickened out.

Ezequiel.

Come here.

Come here, Ezequiel!

Hey, Ezequiel, you think

that bastard Zico...

...is to blame for all your misery, right?

Sure...

...but Ezequiel's life has

always been miserable.

And wasn't it Zico

who made Ezequiel...

...offer his sister for the drugs?

Sure, what was I supposed to do?

So forget it.

You did it.

Ezequiel stabbed Zico...

...over 30 times.

But Highness...

...Ezequiel will be out

in just two years.

- Lf I do that, I'll get another 20!

- Two years, 20 years...

...what's the difference to Ezequiel?

Ezequiel has AIDS.

At least you'll get a cell to yourself...

...laundry...

...and, of course, crack to smoke.

I was the one who wiped out Zico.

Now I don't owe anyone a thing.

Bye, Chico!

Have faith!

Go in peace!

See you.

Good luck, Chico!

Old man?

Go in peace.

Keep it.

You need all the peace

you can get in there.

Why didn't you knife me?

I couldn't. What about him?

He won't leave me alone.

Follows me everywhere.

So, Zico, up in heaven,

did you meet anyone?

No one you know, just him.

No, Zico, what about God?

Not God in person.

I haven't seen him yet.

What's wrong?

Doctor, how can you tell whether

you're going mad?

Zico came back to haunt me

because I couldn't kill him.

You been seeing ghosts, Dagger?

A guy like me...

...unable to kill?

Never happened before!

Isn't that a good thing?

I only know how to kill.

That's how I grew up.

We change, Dagger.

Doctor...

...I have to know what's

happening to me.

Am I no longer myself?

Maybe it's your guilt over having

killed so many.

Doctor...

...is there a cure for guilt?

If there were,

everyone would want some.

Father.

Enter, brother.

Come!

Come!

Did you know the Lord

has a plan for you?

Enter!

This is your home.

You're lost, brother.

You don't know it,

but it was he who brought you here.

- Who, Father?

- Jesus!

He knows you can't sleep

if you haven't harmed someone...

...that you have sleepless nights

unless you've thrown a man down.

Isn't that what it's like every day,

brother? Come on, isn't it?

Yes, Father!

Yes, it is!

There is so much blood on me,

Father!

So, brother, kneel down.

Come on, kneel down!

Will you accept Jesus?

Will you accept Jesus? Will you?

Well, brother, will you accept Jesus?!

Which of you has accepted Jesus?

- I have!

- I have!

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Criminals of Brazil,

the big day is here:

The Pavilion 9 finals!

Marsh going for the trophy

with Valiant, Samuel, Dad, Saint...

...Indian Boa Ventura,

Minimum Wage, Valdir...

...AR15, Hildo, Ribeiro and Gerer!

Tornado 2000 is here with Little Eye,

Sleeve, White Feather, Gringo...

...Salomo Ayala, Eddie Murphy,

Greenhouse Joe, Zelo...

...Flavinho, Ebony 10 and Tafarel!

To kick off this glorious sporting

event, none other than our healer...

...the wizard of medical alchemy

and official trainer of the criminals!

And they're off!

Saint passes to AR15,

Dad covering him.

Marsh on the attack!

Forcing the ball back...

...into the hands of Tafarel!

Up goes the ball! And it's out.

This is one fast kick.

Eddie Murphy gets the ball...

...and they go on the attack.

They go onto the opposite field.

Capote blocks.

Hello.

- So, Beard, you all right?

- Couldn't be better.

Have a good weekend.

Unfortunately, the Beard was wrong.

He needed some of Chico's wisdom...

...who once said to me:

"A quiet, obedient jail?

Sure sign of trouble. "

Two weeks later,

when I got back...

...there were nothing but bullet holes

covering the walls.

Hey, you!

- Go find your own line.

- I'll use this one.

Go away!

- Are you crazy, man?!

- Let me dry my clothes!

- You've got some nerve, man!

- What's it got to do with you?

Stop!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Some say it started because of

a debt for five packs of cigarettes.

Others say that it was a fight

over the soccer game.

One or two say it was about

a pair of underpants.

Like they say:

"Jail's no home for the truth."

And Dad's down, it's a penalty!

Dad's taking the penalty himself.

Getting ready...

...concentrating.

Go on, Dad!

Goal!

Mangue wins!

Dad's touched.

Jesus Christ!

- Let your head...

- Watch out, Rabbit's gang is coming.

- Just look what you did to him.

- Greedy bastard!

- You could have used your hand, man!

- Just over a pair of underpants!

What's wrong with you?

- Wait!

- Let me go!

- Why couldn't you have waited?

- What's it got to do with you?

- Stop it!

- Wait!

- What is it, man?

- Go f*** yourself, damn it!

We're the champions!

We're the champions!

We're the champions!

Yeah, yeah!

I was scared, doctor.

All hell broke loose...

...and when the blood boils,

criminals lose all control.

With the confusion, I could

easily have gotten hurt badly.

Riot in 9!

The place is ours!

Forget it, let them die if they

want. Let's get to our cell!

The war's started!

The war's started!

The war's started!

War! Let's torch the place!

Another explosion in the

overcrowded Detention Center...

...which is the biggest

in Latin America...

... with a total capacity

of 4000 inmates.

Only, nowadays it's more crowded

than ever...

...with 7500 prisoners!

The riot squad has been called

and is storming the jail...

... with over 300 men with revolvers,

machine guns and tear gas.

By then, no one could

hear a damn thing.

Through the bars we could see

a bunch of masked cops.

All you could see was their eyes,

the dogs, machine guns...

...and a helicopter flying real low,

pointing a machine gun at us.

Certainly, sir, right away!

Orders from the governor.

- You're in charge now, colonel.

- The troops will do what's necessary.

You're an experienced man.

- Lf you need to move in, go ahead.

- No, he can't! This is my jail!

Squad, attention!

Pay attention, men!

Return to your cells!

Back to your cells,

otherwise the cops are coming in!

If they come in here, they'll all die!

Mr. Pires, plenty of men should

have been released by now!

We want better conditions!

Mr. Pires, send the riot squad away!

Go back to your cells!

Everyone back to his cell

or you'll regret it!

No regrets in here!

How many hostages do you have?

Are there hostages in there?

We're no hostages, Mr. Pires!

This is our fight, Mr. Pires!

See, colonel?

They've no hostages, no water,

no electricity. They'll give in soon.

Save us, Mr. Pires!

Don't let them come in here.

Send the riot squad away!

I'm having a tough time

holding them back!

Let's keep calm!

Let's keep calm!

Now, hand over your weapons!

Surrender your weapons!

See, colonel? Everything's calm.

You can send them away.

Pay attention!

Everyone back to your cells!

Return to your cells!

Let's stay calm!

Back to your cells!

With an election coming up, the

governor wouldn't let the jail explode.

Go on, get in!

You!

Show us the way, let's go!

We may be a bunch of ignorant

thieves and murderers...

...but we're not stupid.

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