City of God: The Fight Rages On

THIS SERIES IS A FICTIONAL WORK

IT DOESN'T REPRESENT REAL EVENTS OR PEOPLE

In the slum, sayings often work backwards.

After the calm, comes the storm.

It's over.

When things are too peaceful, too quiet...

My God.

...you should be worried.

Hit the fucking gas.

Go! Go!

Ocimar!

That chicken is for you, bitch!

Let's fucking go!

What the fuck is that, Li'l Foot?

Motherfucker!

INSPIRED BY FERNANDO MEIRELLES' FILM "CITY OF GOD"

BASED ON "CITY OF GOD", A NOVEL BY PAULO LINS

CITY OF GOD THE FIGHT RAGES ON

She's dirty They call her thug

People know Not to mess with her

Put it in when I tell you to

Is that all you have?

It's what you saw at Curió's party. You were there, right?

We get on the stage and that's it.

There's no secret.

Damn it.

Leka's troop We don't play around

Visionary black woman Working for them bucks

We are from the slum We have talent to spare

So pay attention, boss Because we're trendsetters

That how it is I ask respectfully

Change your views Get rid of your prejudice

Nobody beats us at improvisation

Cidão, show him We make the beat

Great, right?

Okay, sure.

I'll think about it.

But here's the thing...

Are you up for the job?

I'm fucked if you cancel every time there's a shooting.

We'll figure it out. We always do.

Shit. It's taking forever.

- Have you been waiting for long? - More than an hour.

Are you going to the City of God?

Everything's stopped.

Things are getting ugly again.

- Fuck me. - That sucks.

- Hi. - What's up?

Great. You're our hero, Mr. Rocket.

- It's Wilson. - Wilson.

Sure. Come on in.

Thanks. Excuse me.

There's food in the fridge, sandwiches...

There's a mattress there.

There's towels, if you want to take a shower.

Make yourselves at home.

- Thanks. - Thanks.

This house is huge.

I'm freaking starving, but look at what I found.

Leka, you've never told us your father's into music.

There's a pile of records.

No way.

- Do you know what this is? - What?

It's a goddamn rarity.

Let's listen to it.

Have you never been here?

Things seem serious between you. You don't even call him Dad.

Let her be, Koral.

He knocked up my mom and left.

When she died, he left me with my grandma.

Does that sound like a father?

That's it. PQD is leading this operation.

They're coming in hot. Bloodthirsty.

So what do we do?

We go in calmed and disciplined.

Shoot to kill.

Don't harass residents, and don't shoot innocents.

- I want Ocimar alive. - That's it.

It's a surgical strike.

We'll have to be smart to catch them.

It's got to be synchronized.

Everyone at the same time. We all go together.

My crew is going to be here, hiding by the stores.

It's okay. We're not going to hurt you.

We're going to wait for those fuckers to get to the swamp.

Junior, you'll take Bariri.

ZeroOnze, you'll take the parallel.

And you all wait for me to shoot first.

God bless.

- Yeah! That's it. - Let's go.

It's time.

Can't you sleep either, sweetie?

Do you know his name?

Carlos Miguel.

He was a character.

His dream was to play in Europe.

Everyone in the slum laughed at him, but he didn't care.

You know...

I wonder how his mom felt

seeing this picture in the newspaper.

Let's go.

Let's go.

- Keep moving. - Watch my six.

It's time, guys. God bless.

Get ready.

CH, to the flat roof.

Osama, to the alley.

Did you hear him?

Let's go.

Quiet. We're taking this motherfucker by surprise.

Don't kill the rat.

Curió wants him alive. Do you understand? Alive.

Wait for my orders.

You and CH are staying to secure the place.

ZeroOnze, go around and get in his backyard.

- Junior, you come with me. - Let's go.

Let's go.

HOLY BIBLE

What the fuck are you doing?

What's wrong with you, ZeroOnze?

Say something!

What part didn't you understand? Curió wanted him alive.

This motherfucker was going to let him escape. What's up?

We're fucking criminals.

What the fuck is going on here?

- Answer me. - Tell him! Come on.

Gather our men and go to the 33rd. Your father's there.

Your father needs you.

- We're not fucking around! - Come on!

What is it?

Say it.

I was on the main street, on New Year's Eve...

A Chevette showed up.

Stop right there!

I shot to warn them! I did.

But the guy didn't stop! He didn't!

So I unloaded on them.

I unloaded.

When I went to check it...

It was Ocimar!

Wasn't he in a coma? That's why!

But his wife and daughter were in the car.

The girl died with her eyes open! Looking at me!

She was looking at me!

He tried to find out who was on guard, but Curió...

He kept it a secret.

Then Ocimar lost his faith and became a criminal!

I did everything I could to avoid him, PQD.

Have fucking faith.

Let's go.

Have faith.

I want PQD's head today.

Not tomorrow or another day!

I want it today! Fuck!

We shot at him and missed. He's like a fucking ninja.

Or bullets go around him.

He's like a goddamn ghost.

- He appears one second, then he's gone. - Fuck that.

He's made of flesh and blood, like you and me.

He must have a weakness.

- His wife. - No, Li'l Foot.

- Leave Berenice out of this. - Why?

I don't want her involved in her husband's shit.

Now it's personal.

Motherfucker.

Motherfucker!

Motherfucker!

He's not paying us? Does he think we're his slaves?

Just for now, because he's investing in marketing.

Marketing?

We're walking through shootings

to sing and dance for free for a bunch of crackers?

Spare me, Maria Aparecida.

- Don't call me that. - Lower your voice.

There's a war going on, and the princess wants to choose?

I'm the princess.

I hate it when you argue.

I'll stop it right now if you promise to pay my bills.

Do you, bitch?

There's no money now, but there will be.

They're investing.

Investing in what?

What are they investing in? Are we going to get paid in beer?

Half a bag of peanuts? Fuck that!

Are we going to dance for stray bullets forever?

You have to play the game.

The thing is...

I don't get that game where only crackers win.

What's up, girl?

What's with the face?

Just sold my soul to the Devil.

Actually, no. I gave it up for free.

What happened?

We signed a contract with a fucking playboy...

I'm going home.

- And you shouldn't be here. - Why?

Look around you. Did you grow balls of steel?

- No one messes with me. - Yeah?

When can I see you?

Are you blind?