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Synopsis: Former cop Brian O'Conner partners with ex-con Dom Toretto on the opposite side of the law. Since Brian and Mia Toretto broke Dom out of custody, they've blown across many borders to elude authorities. Now backed into a corner in Rio de Janeiro, they must pull one last job in order to gain their freedom. As they assemble their elite team of top racers, the unlikely allies know their only shot of getting out for good means confronting the corrupt businessman who wants them dead. But he's not the only one on their tail. Hard-nosed federal agent Luke Hobbs never misses his target. When he is assigned to track down Dom and Brian, he and his strike team launch an all-out assault to capture them. But as his men tear through Brazil, Hobbs learns he can't separate the good guys from the bad. Now, he must rely on his instincts to corner his prey... before someone else runs them down first.
Director(s): Justin Lin
Production: Universal Pictures
  9 wins & 21 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.3
Metacritic:
66
Rotten Tomatoes:
77%
PG-13
Year:
2011
130 min
$209,805,005
Website
12,342 Views


Things that the natives

couldn't get on their own,

but to continue receiving them, they

had to work for the Portuguese.

And that's why all Brazilians

speak Portuguese today.

Now, if you dominate

the people with violence,

they will eventually fight back

because they have nothing to lose.

And that's the key.

I go into the favelas and

give them something to lose.

Electricity, running water,

school rooms for their kids.

And for that taste

of a better life,

I own them.

Gentlemen.

(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)

I apologize for

the interruption.

Senior Reyes,

may I speak with you?

We've found them.

Pardon me, gentlemen.

DOM:
Almost wish

I didn't see that.

Almost.

Wait, Dom.

Mia was on that train.

My sister!

I didn't know.

I wouldn't do anything to hurt her.

You set up the deal!

I thought the job

was for the cars.

I didn't know.

All they want is the chip.

Damn!

You should've come clean.

What's going on out here?

Nothing.

Please, Dom, just let me have the chip.

I can take this to them.

They'll give it to Reyes

and set things right.

Get out.

What?

Get out!

You never listen to me.

Not when I told you

he was a cop, and not now.

You never trust me

and look where it's gotten us.

Look at our family now.

I can't go home!

Your sister is stuck in this life!

Where's Letty, Dom?

Where's Letty?

Plasma cutter.

Wilkes, I want a list

of every place within 50 miles

that distributes

compressed gas tanks.

Pass me that manifest.

Officer Neves.

Been waiting for you.

You asked for me?

I did.

May I ask why?

My smile

is not that great.

Your husband was an officer who

was gunned down in the favela.

Six months later, you upped

and joined the force.

You're motivated.

Plus, I figure you're the only

one in Rio who cant be bought.

Am I right?

Yes.

Of course I am.

Good news, bad news.

You know I like

my dessert first.

Back-checked

the rail line like you asked.

Found a couple of spots

where they unloaded the cars.

One set of tracks

headed west

until it hit the main highway,

then disappeared.

But another set

of tracks headed east.

A 107-inch wheelbase,

eight-and-a-half-inch tread.

The GT40 that was missing

from the manifest.

Followed the trail

a couple of miles.

Pretty easy in this scrub.

Can't move without

leaving a sign.

Give me the damn veggies.

The ground rolls into a hardpack

and we lost that track, too.

Not necessarily.

That road heads up through

the hills into the favelas.

Couple of years ago,

it was washed out by a storm.

It's all dirt a mile

from where you were.

If they headed that way, we'll

pick up their tracks there.

You come prepared.

I'm motivated.

HOBBS:
All right, then.

Let's find ourselves a car.

What do you think?

Well, it's definitely

a custom chip.

Look at all these side menus

here for data entry.

Let's check this one.

Look at that.

Same building,

same order every week.

It's a delivery schedule.

What's this?

Drugs?

No. That's a dealer pack.

See, most major players,

they weigh their money

so they don't have

to constantly count it.

Right there,

that's 49 kilos.

49 kilos is a million

in twenties.

You're saying each one of these

shipments is worth 10 million dollars?

Yeah.

I thought so.

So what is that?

A 100-million plus

in cash houses?

That's how he keeps it

off the grid.

I think it's safe to say that

Reyes is smart to want this back.

It's his whole network right

there, just laid out on a chip.

Wilkes, Fusco,

up the middle.

Mac, Chato,

flank north.

What about me?

Stay here.

(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)

Go that way!

The other two

went over the wall!

Come on, go! Go!

(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)

Get on the ground.

I got Toretto.

Four blocks north of your...

They already know

who you are.

(YELLING IN PORTUGUESE)

Let's go.

(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)

You okay here?

Yeah. I'm good.

Thank you.

They're going to be looking for

the three of us together now.

We need to split up.

You and Mia head south,

I'll lead them away.

No.

Dom is right.

Look how lucky we just got.

What happens next time?

We have no choice

but to split up.

I'm pregnant.

I already lost

my family once.

I'm not going through

that again.

Are you kidding me?

No.

I'm not going

anywhere. Okay?

Dom?

Promise me

we stick together.

I promise.

Our family

just got bigger.

Something

doesn't add up.

Toretto and O'Conner.

They stay when they're supposed to run,

they steal gas then give it away?

Now they're killing

federal agents?

It doesn't make any sense.

Here's what makes sense.

All these guys are

is names on a list.

They come up,

we take them down.

Not a phone call more,

not a bullet less.

Wilkes, we get anything?

Standard forensics.

Shoe prints.

Hair and fiber.

Prints are all over the car.

Anything else?

Yeah, we tracked the owner

off the vehicle ID.

There are a couple of shell

companies in between,

but we finally traced it

back to a corporation

owned by an investor down

here named Hernan Reyes.

Investor?

If theres anything illegal happening

in Rio, Reyes is involved.

Okay, then so are we.

If he could get us any closer to our

guys, I want everything on him.

Chato, you're

on the roof.

I want you on overwatch in case

somebody comes back for something.

Mac, give me a cross-check

on Reyes, full specs.

If he goes to the john, I want to

know how many times he shakes it.

You got it, boss.

Wilkes, Fusco!

Let's put all this

mess back together.

That's going to take a while.

Then you better get started.

They were taking

this car apart for a reason.

Let's put it back together

and find out what's missing.

Hey, Dom, what do you

remember about your father?

My father.

He used to...

He used to have a barbecue

every Sunday after church.

For anybody

in the neighborhood.

If you didn't go to church,

you didn't get any barbecue.

Every single day he was in the

shop, and every single night,

he was at the kitchen table with Mia,

helping her with her homework.

Even after she went to sleep,

he'd stay up

for a few more hours

so he could learn the next chapter

and help her the next day.

I remember everything

about my father.

Everything.

That's just it.

I don't remember sh*t

about my dad.

I don't remember

him yelling.

I don't remember

him smiling.

To be honest with you, I don't even

remember what the hell he looked like.

I don't remember.

He just...

He was just never there.

You ain't going

to be like that, Brian.

We can't keep

running, Dom.

We got to get out.

We got to get out now.

You're right.

Here's how we're

going to do it.

We're going to use this.

We're going do one last job.

We're going to take

all of Reyes' money.

Every dime of it,

and disappear.

Forever.

New passports.

New lives with no more

looking over our shoulder.

And we're just going

to buy our freedom.

That's right.

You realize we're talking

about going up against

the most powerful guy

in all of Rio?

Yes, we are.

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Chris Morgan

Chris Morgan is an American screenwriter and film producer. His writing credits include the screenplays for The Fast and the Furious franchise, Wanted, and the Fox crime drama Gang Related. more…

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