Embodiment of Evil (Encarnação do Demônio)

From the darkness the occult emerges.

The imperfect womb spawns the greatest creation,

a being which knows no limits...

...is just power and sparkle,

impetus and desire.

Supreme perfection amid the chaos.

The excess which emerges from complete emptiness

to beyond all pain or madness.

Higher than God, lower than Satan!

Powerful, indomitable,

merciless, lustful, free.

This child must be conceived,

molded in the continuity of my blood!

Of course he'll re-offend!

This report by Dr. Sampaio is a complete disaster!

OK, Doctor, OK, OK.

But expect more victims.

You can bet your life on it.

It was no use.

Go on, then. Things will go sour today!

Go on, call Sampaio, now!

We're gonna have to face him.

And you'll have to be men!

He's just a crazy old man, that's all!

Any of you turns chicken on me,

I'll get you to stand watch at the queers' ward!

Come on.

Say Sampaio, everything OK?

No way, I'm here cleaning up your fuckups.

Of course it's a mess, Sampaio!

Letting the Beast loose in the streets, for Christ's sake!

Have you any idea?

Sampaio, have you any idea?

Oh fuck you, Sampaio!

Figure something out!

Figure something out!

It's your name on the report,

and I'm supposed to open the fucking door!

Like hell it's the law, Sampaio!

The law my ass!

Mr. Director,

why so many men

- just to fetch a mere mental patient? - Easy now.

Easy now, Josefel, we've come in peace. Easy.

Your system arrested me.

The same system is freeing me,

and there's nothing you can do.

Inferior, you and your whole world,

which isn't able to provide a solution,

even against those who might destroy it.

Devil!

Josefel Zanatas, you're free.

I only hope that all that is left alive in your mind is you, Josefel.

That the murderer you once were is dead,

that you've been regenerated.

For your own good, deny Coffin Joe!

By God, Josefel, by God!

EMBODIMENT OF EVIL

- What's this, Bruno? - Master! Master!

No formalities, old friend. Come on.

- Are you hurt? - I'm fine, just fine.

You asking for it?

Scumbag, what do you want?

Go fuck yourself!

Forty years, Bruno.

Forty years of resistance!

What's this?

This way, Master. This way.

Here, Bruno?

Wait, Master.

You're in for a surprise.

Maira, go get more cigarettes!

Perfect!

Bruno, isn't there something missing?

Come!

Who are you?

What do you want?

- You! - To serve you unto death.

Unto death.

What is real?

Life, nothing else.

And after life?

The continuity of blood, or forgetfulness.

What is the fate of the inferior beings?

Destruction!

Have I friends here or puppets?

I'll soon find out.

Bruno!

Actions prove convictions, not words!

I want your brains splattered on the floor, now!

What are you waiting for?

Shoot!

These are truly free beings.

I receive you.

See Bruno, this old friend

is the only memory of that place I wish to keep.

Bruno, is it you?

Is it you, Bruno?

Bruno?

No. Not you! No!

Enough!

Now listen.

Here I am, back in the world.

The time has come!

In the past I spared no effort...

to find the woman who would give me immortality

through the continuity of my blood.

Yes, I remember.

All I found in my search was weakness and superstition.

Unable to stand them,

I exercised the only law which cannot be revoked.

The law of the fittest!

So they joined forces to kill me,

to defend their false world

and their bloody lies.

The cross!

The cross, Father, the cross!

The symbol of the son.

But this ending would be too easy for them.

By God, don't shoot!

Give me the damn cross, Father.

So I can crucify Him over again.

You're under arrest!

Hands up!

Saint Expedite, no!

They think I am defeated, weakened by time?

No!

True men never give up.

I will yet conceive my perfect son...

...even if it means imploding the entire cosmos!

Beer?

A mug of your best wine, child.

You noticed everyone here knows each other.

Knows and protects each other, right?

I'll explain how it works.

Everyone who comes to live here has to pay us a fee.

Otherwise, something might happen.

Bad luck is never far.

Let's stop this crap!

Look here, I don't know what you're doing here,

but if you want to stay, you'll have to respect the community's procedures.

Thank you for the kind words...

...and the welcome committee!

Maira!

Maira, where's your brother?

Maira!

Where is he? Where's Nardinho?

The police car went down the alley!

Nardinho must be down at the field with the other kids!

I'll fetch him.

Are you mad? Do you want to die?

Aren't we going to do anything?

No one ever does anything.

This isn't child's play. You stay here and wait.

Open the door!

Open the door, Dad!

What was that?

Turn that off, Carlos Alberto.

Lesson number one:

safety for the population, economy for the State.

Fuck, there's another.

You sure did run, didn't you, you jerk?

Come on, start asking God's forgiveness for your fuckups,

‘cause this is going to be your Last Rites.

Is this justice, Captain?

Be careful, man! I'm an authority.

Captain, Captain!

Holy shit!

This wasn't how I expected to return to the funeral business.

Dear children...

...victims of our times, our poor little brothers perished in this deadly accident.

It was God's will that to His Glory

those who rest under the guard of the angels should arise.

Such are the ways of the Lord, God giveth and God taketh away.

Forgive me, Father,

but what did you say, that it was God's will?

So, a bunch of murderers invade our neighborhood

and machine gun our kids,

and you say God wanted it?

Folks, does God want us to die?

Or is it the black cloak of this Coffin Joe,

who came to cover our lives in disgrace?

Who is he? What does he want?

If you ask me, he has a pact with the devil.

- Just look at this. It can only be... - Don't touch me!

You!

You who see your loved ones at the foot of the grave,

for how long will you continue to be slaves and cowards?

What is man?

A being to be dominated?

While you negotiate with your God...

...I look after my corpses!

Go away, go on!

Get out of here!

Bruno, finish your work.

What's up, Oswaldo? Pretty ugly business, that.

Yes Penna, it was ugly, very ugly.

It's never cheap with me.

He cut me, get the dirt on him, I'm going to hang him by his balls.

I've been asking around at the favela and no one knows anything.