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There's nothing cowardly about it.

In fact, it's the brave way out.

If you give me the wallet

I'll collect...

the reward.

Everyone's life

will get a little bit better.

A little bit better, is good.

A little bit better is...

a lot better than nothing.

You bringing trouble to the community?

So do you want to give up?

Over my dead body.

I want you to know...

I'll follow you whatever.

I just need a little rest first.

If the cops didn't kill me this time...

they will next time.

That was it.

We had to go on.

All we had was a name.

So tell me this...

how could we get into a prison?

We needed a plan.

We needed a miracle.

That too.

Police... will...

kill... him.

Show it to her.

Where's your grandfather?

Why do you...

Why do you need me?

I remembered something.

The cops were talking

about a guy called Santos.

I think he wants the letter.

Hey, I know Santos...

He's that politician.

The fat bastard wants to be Mayor.

Do you know where he lives?

Where all the fat bastards

live - near the beach.

I can take you there.

What did Santos want with me?

Why did he want me dead?

I've done nothing to him.

Doesn't make sense.

I just wanted to go to the beach.

Hey, hot stuff!

I've never been to the beach.

I lived on the beach. I was born there.

What was it like?

It was beautiful.

Far away from here...

Perfect water. You can see the fish.

You never go hungry there.

Make money fishing.

Life there is fair.

I'm going to move back -

you should come with me.

Sounds great.

If you don't have a pass,

you don't get in...

We have to wait in line.

Are you sure this is Santos' house?

Yeah, I saw it on TV.

What's going on here?

What's going on here?

Just picking fruit.

Are you armed?

You're crazy, jumping

onto private property.

Scram.

Shut those dogs up right now!

Do I have to do everything myself?

Crazy woman.

Get down.

If Mrs Santos catches you, she'll kill you.

You picked a terrible time to drop in.

What's going on?

Good morning.

You speak my language?

A little.

Thanks for the visit.

I hope it wasn't too traumatic.

What's your name, kid?

Who gave you my name?

What's your scam, punk?

What's with all the security?

Something important was

stolen from the boss.

Was it a wallet?

He wishes.

You think you can fit

10 million in a wallet?

Who stole it?

His name is Jose Angelo.

The boss's right-hand man.

F***ing destroyed him.

Can you give me a hand?

I saved your ass.

Go get the bags on the lawn.

I have a message for you.

From Jose Angelo.

How do you know this?

It was in a letter we

found, he wrote to you.

What did he say?

Do you have the letter here?

No - it's here.

I memorised it.

Tell me.

It read like this:

Dear Sir,

I haven't written in a long time,

but I think of you always.

I have something important to tell you,

in the words you once spoke to me:

Soon, the devil who put

you behind bars will be chained,

his corruption and lies all exposed.

Your struggle was not in vain.

I promise.

Santos will be finished and, God willing,

he is only the first domino to fall.

Your fight against the corruption that

destroyed our dream for justice goes on.

Even now people flood the streets, fanning

the flames of hope that you helped ignite.

Change is coming.

But with joy comes sorrow.

If you are reading this,

it means I've been taken.

And they will not be merciful.

But the dream you passed to me

is passed to new generations.

I'm sorry for being a burden -

you have suffered so much already.

This letter has the secret -

it seals our enemy's fate.

Do what must be done.

I pray for you, and for my daughter Pia

and for all who fight for our people.

How did Jose do it?

You're nosy.

Just tell us.

Ok, this is the fun part.

You won't believe it.

As I told you, he was the

boss's right-hand man...

How are you, Congressman?

Good, everyone's here.

Such generosity.

Ok, let's make me Mayor.

I love businessmen.

They've covered all my election costs.

Maybe I'll even throw the

police a few bucks...

No computer.

Everything in my little book.

Keep it safe.

Thank you - for everything.

You're welcome, boss.

Safe trip, Congressman.

Oh my God - all this water.

The freezer's broken again.

This one's a lost cause.

Let's chuck it out and get a new one.

What are you doing with the trash?

Doing your job...

How long is this fridge staying here?

It'll be picked up in the morning.

R$40 to take the fridge to my house?

Is it far?

I'll go with you.

R$20 more to carry it upstairs.

Jose, where you taking that junk?

Jose, where you taking that junk?

Home.

I'll fill it with ice-cream

for my daughter.

Was there something else?

There was a photo...

A photo with numbers.

Marco, I need my bible!

Yes, Mr Clemente?

Yes, Mr Clemente?

I need my bible.

The visit is over.

She's come to help me.

The boy has a message.

I need to reply.

If I bring the bible now

things could get ugly for us.

Ask them to come back tomorrow -

I'll give it to them then.

It's too dangerous.

Two identical bibles...

It's how we sent messages.

Use mine...

to find what Jose has hidden.

You have to find it.

Help us.

We won't see each other again.

But we'll be together forever.

I spoke to Marco...

He wants R$1000 for the bible.

I think that's the code.

The letter?

Why are you doing all this?

What do you think?

I think she won't give us the money.

Then we're screwed.

Chill out, man.

Getting the money is easy.

We got her to the prison...

Money will be easy.

Money is never easy.

I think she wants to make a porno.

Sorry, she wants to make a video -

but not a porno.

We tell the wallet story and

she'll ask questions. Cool?

Do I have to take my clothes off?

While you were taking children

on fairground rides...

a gringa and some trash boy

were with Clemente.

A boy of what age?

Listen to me...

I want my money.

I want my book.

I want you to tear that place down.

Tear the dump apart.

Shut it down!

Santos acts like a nice guy on TV...

but leaves us without

schools and hospitals.

Leave.

There's something going on at the dump.

Can you see anything?

Hold on...

Oh God!

It's all gone.

We've got to go... the police did this.

They'll find us.

What did we do?

I don't know.

Let's get that bible, come on.

Our Father who art in heaven

Hallowed be thy name...

Stop it.

God has forgotten us.

God looks after the poor.

Will God give us money then?

I'll meet you at the station.

Let them in, let them all in.

They've lost their homes.

No, Jonathan, get out.

We got no food, no medicine...

Where the hell is Olivia?

Here's the cash.

So now we get the bible.

Where did you get all this?

Will God forgive me?

You get the bible from Marco.

Give it to Rat...

Rat gives it to me at the corner.

I need some sleep.

You need to pay attention.

I'm going to tell you again.

Listen this time...

Get the bible and give it to Rat.

Rat will be where they play cards.

You brought the cash?

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