Making Of: Tropa de Elite 2 Page #5

we are f***ed up!

The system has no limits

It has no borders.

And it's already part of the

PD culture.

-This Commander has been f***ing everybody up.

-Even you, Paulo?

-Sgt.

Since last year that I've been trying

to get my holidays for next month

And my wife finally got her

holidays from the mayor.

She's gonna take holidays with me next month.

-Very good!

-So, I would like to ask you Sir to publish

the bulletin to permit my holidays.

-Well, in fact, Soldier

It will be hard to publish it cuz I got 40

people in a queue

with a short number of contingent.

-But, well, I have a special deal from the major

-And we can fix that, right?

-Cuz we are very strict.

-Did you get it?

-Sgt. Rocha, what I am asking

is my right, I haven't had holidays since four years ago, Sgt.

You only need to publish what

We had already dealt.

-I can even help you.

I'm gonna help you, I want to help you

but, you must help me to help you!

-Soldier Paulo, in order to give some smiles

you must make the smiles.

-Did you get Antonio?

-Do you understand?

-You must make smiles.

-I got it, Sgt.

Yes, I got, Sir!

-Permission to leave, Sgt.

-Permission conceded, Soldier.

-Sir, I don't know nothing bout cars

Could you replace me to slums operations?

-You've just joined the Batallion and

want to move already?

-I don't want to move.

I want to help for real!

-I am a good shooter.

-Well, rookie,

if you make 70% of those vehicle working

properly I can think about your

order.

-Right?

-But Sir, I...

-Dismissed.

-The system makes the cops going nuts.

And unfortunately BOPE is not different on this.

-Hey darling, are you

climbing up or not?

-Darling, are you OK?

-Are you feeling sick?

-Beto!

-Beto!

-Are you alright?

-Uh-huh.

-I'm fine!

-Are you sure?

-Uh-huh.

-Holy Sh*t, I'm feeling f***in sick.

-Relax, darling. It's nothing to do with

heart.

-I can't feel my arms.

-It's just stress.

Believe me.

-Nascimento, your checkings are 100% ok!

-Check that sh*t again, Dr. Madeira.

-Everything was checked.

-All my relatives are

prone to heart attack.

-My father died by heart attack.

-Buddy, you have an iron heart.

-When I'm in silence, I hear a noise.

-My hands are shaking...

-Your problem is emotional.

-It's not physical.

-What you mean?

-You are facing chronical stress

-I m gonna forward you to the psychiatrist.

-Psychiatrist? What the f***?

-It won't hurt, buddy!

-In PD who is honest always got f***ed up.

Someway, somehow.

Matias had worked 2 months

to do the criminal spot of the county.

He took the occurrences

and did a map of the murders.

-Finish, Chief.

It was only the Chief put the right vehicles

in the right places.

And everybody would be protected.

-Uno, 435 in Tabajara.

But that is not the way that

the PD works.

The PD is the system and the system

Doesn't work to fix the problems of the society.

The system works to fix the problems

of the system.

-F*** sake, Estevao

this report will f*** me.

to the Command?

- Colonel, I checked the job of the

rookie and it seems all right.

-rookie, do you wanna f*** me?

-No, Sir!

-Call Fabio now! Hurry up!

-He'd better explain me about

these 4 bodies found in Tabajara.

-Col., that report is based

in statistics.

-F*** Numerology!

-This guy wants to show me where

to put my patrols.

Everytime there's a crime in the Batallion area

the responsible must be charged for that.

But to seek the murderers is a pain the ass.

-Sir, did you call me?

-Yes.

-What's the matter?

-Lots. I want to know

What do these 4 bodies in Tabajara

mean?

-It's not my fault!

-I did it all like you asked but...

-'Mare zero', no bodies left in area of

'mare uno nine'.

-The bodies, according to information, are alligned

in 'mare-two'

It's easier to change the crimescene than

seek the murderers.

There's a lots of scumbags Chiefs

that reduce the criminality dropping the

corpses in other batallion areas.

but in PD, dude.

Nobody takes it easy.

-'Mare zero'. The bodies are placed

in 'mare uno nine', roger that?

-But those a**holes, they catch the bodies

and throw them back, I throw them out again,

and vice-versa.

-It's a 'grocery store war'.

-I don't give a sh*t.

You must fix that.

-But Sir!

-Finish!

-Yes, Sir.

-rookie.

-You gonna re-do that report.

-Look at that:

-'One body found in the beach.'

-Body found in the beach

is death by drowning!

-But, how about the perforation?

-Are you a forensic expert?

-No, Sir.

-Until Monday I want a new

report here on my desk

Cuz this one here.

-has never existed!

-Dismissed!

-Permission to leave, Sir.

I also tried to modify the PD system.

And my plans were also denied.

-If you don't say a word, it will be

hard to help.

-I know.

Cause it's hard to speak, you know.

I'm not sure if

All that I'm going to say to you

would be reported to my superiors.

-If it will, so I'd rather speak bout a friend

of mine.

Who is about to have a baby

and is facing a situation.

-Capt.! -In his job!

-I only answer your question

if I really know what's wrong.

-Besides that, this is not a

confessional.

This is the PD psychiatrist's office.

Have you imagine

If I would have to report

Everything that I've heard here?

There wouldn't be no officers in Rio.

-Well.

It's up to you if you wanna speak or not.

-Excuse me.

-Nascimento!

-As soon as I can I find someone

to replace you.

-Colonel

-Captain.

I need you in Pope's Operation.

-For me, mission given is

mission accomplished.

-Did you understand?

-Yes, Sir.

-You can leave it.

It was an irony of the fate.

The same day that I was about to loose my hope

of quit BOPE, it was the begin of

a story that would change many people's

life.

To better

And to worst.

-What's up Neto?

-About time!

-Do you have the car key?

-Damn it, are you kidding?

You are messing the criminal spot?

-I found out how I will quit that

repair place.

-Come with me and I tell you the plan.

-Come on!

-What you mean?

-Come with me!

-F*** sake

You must be crazy.

-Because of that Chief,

I've been f***ed up in the station.

-What you mean, Fabio?

-He cut my deal off, Matias.

-Not even the money from this club I have

more.

-Look at him, that scumbag!

-So you were bribing here too?

-Well,

-I earn 500 in a month.

Do you think that I'll keep

going to the slums to be killed

for 500?

-What's the deal??

-Have you collect money from this disco?

-We played fair!

The only scumbag is the Chief

who used to go up

the hills to charge the hood.

-Are you kidding? Is he bribing too?

-You are too naive!

-Haven't you noticed that

only the Chief team goes every

week to the hills?

-Do you think he does something

for free? He goes

for the money of the traffic.

-How much is he making for that?

-6 bucks a week.

During my time

Nowadays must be much more.

Its loads of money!

That Scumbag is making lots of money.

I got a plan for us.

-How much I earn with it?

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