Redemption (Resgate)

MABUTANE AGRICULTURAL PENITENTIARY - 5 Km

Hey! Stop... Stop...

Going already?

Yeah... I'll see you tomorrow!

Good evening...

Hi... All good?... Great...

I have new stock... Beautiful hair...

Can I come tomorrow at 12?

OK...

I'll see you then.

Bye-bye.

Do you have a wig for me?

Bruno!

I can't believe it's you.

Where is she?

Come.

See looks like my mother.

You look like Che Guevara with this beard...

Love... Love...

-Ready? -Yeah. Let's go.

Look at Mum... She's so beautiful!

Oh, my princess...

Come...

What's with the wheelchair?

-It was my grandpa's. -Oh... OK.

I think I forgot the hospital card. Can you check?

-Is it this? -Yes... Thanks.

-Here... -Thanks, love.

Daddy can't go with you...

But I promise to be there next time.

-Here... -Thanks, baby.

-Will you join me later? -I'll think about it.

I want my money!

Give me this shit.

Don't do that, Tony... I'll pay you.

-Don't joke with me. -Don't be like that.

Looks like you're broke.

It's like this... I'm keeping your car.

You have five days to pay me back or you don't get it back.

Tony... I'll pay...

Move out the way.

Let's go.

Oh, my son...

I'm OK, aunt.

How's life?

No use complaining...

I wish your mom was here. She prayed so hard to see you free.

I wasn't a good son.

Don't say that. Your mom was very proud of you.

Now you have to do things differently.

Since your mom died, I've been going once a week.

The house is reasonably clean.

Thank you so much, auntie.

Bruno, take care of yourself.

When you have a moment, come by for tea and a chat.

I will.

Please, Abdul... Please!

You motherfucker!

Clean it up.

Bruno!

Love!

-Love! -I'll be right there!

-Hi, baby! -You went shopping?

I'm putting the baby to bed.

It's not a new phone but it works.

Thanks... I was really needing one.

I also have something for us.

Nice... What is it?

Where did you get money?

I had a backup.

You and your little secrets...

What secrets?

It was a backup for emergencies. We don't even have lights.

Love...

Why don't we go back to South Africa?

I think it's better if we stay here.

But there are so many opportunities there, we've spoken about it.

To run from immigration?

All the years we lived there, what did we achieve?

Nothing. How will it be different this time?

But I am afraid, Bruno.

Mia... I know it's not easy...

but you have to trust me.

Give me some time, life will get better. Trust me.

The big piece is mine...

Your plate is already full! Will you finish all that?

It's mine...

There's Tony.

My niggas!

If we all spoke like him, they'd be fucked.

Your cut.

Finally.

Hallelujah...

My hands were itching since morning.

It took a while but it's here.

-It's not the full amount. -I don't understand?

What don't you understand? I'm saying it's not the full amount.

-Isn't it five? -What five? Five or seven? Americo!

-Guys... -I found it odd.

Don't just find it odd. Speak up!

-Relax, man. -He's cheating us.

Guys...

I don't like this mistrust.

I'm tired of accusations.

If you don't believe me, you call the boss.

We don't want to phone anyone.

Call him. Speak to the boss.

Fuck off, man.

This nigga... He thinks we're stupid.

Good morning.

I'm looking for Mr. Nunes.

He's over there, in the offices.

-OK, thanks. -You're welcome.

Come in...

Good morning.

If you're selling scrap, look for Antonio outside.

I'm looking for Mr. Nunes.

Who are you?

I'm Bruno Pereira, Sara's nephew.

-Have a seat. -Thank you.

-How's your aunt? -She's well.

What do you do?

I'm a trained mechanic, but I can do any work.

And stealing?

Do you also know how to steal?

If I catch you stealing, you're fucked and fired.

-Got it? -Yes.

Dad. you know it's about filling pockets, politicians' pockets.

You seem to be on their side.

What about the people's pockets? Are you forgetting the people?

Everything is going up and up...

Except the minimal wage.

That's not right, son.

Are you OK, Dad?

I'm OK, son... I'm OK.

-Don't forget we have hospital on Monday. -Monday inshallah. my son.

-We have to be there at 7am. -Inshallah.

I'll see you on Monday, my son.

Your daughter is a struggle to fall asleep.

Reminds me of her dad back in the day.

Also didn't like to sleep early.

Can I finish it?

You know what?

When I was in jail I had a hard time sleeping.

And now, with you by my side, it's even harder.

-Come closer. -Wait, love. The neighbors...

The neighbors are never around.

-Good morning. -Morning.

-Do you live here? -Yes.

Is...

Mrs Luisa da Conceição home?

-What do you want? -I have documents for her to sign.

She's not in.

-But I can sign. I'm her son. -OK.

Please sign here.

BANK SUMMONS

MUTAME DEVELOPMENT BANK

I received this document for my mother.

Mrs Luisa, is she feeling better?

-She died. -Died? When?

Two months ago.

I'm so sorry.

It says the house was put as guarantee.

And if you don't pay the $30,000 loan the bank will sell the house.

Thirty thousand dollars?

How can you do that to a dead person?

Take my house just like that?

Sir... We are sorry for your loss but...

we must follow procedures.

If you pay a fraction, we can stretch the deadlines.

How much?

Let's see...

Around... one thousand dollars.

Then we can go back to the initial rates.

One thousand dollars...

This might help you understand.

You'll give it to your daughter one day.

That was the main reason for the loan.

ONCOLOGY CLINIC

-Why didn't you tell me she had cancer? -My dear boy...

Forget that.

Forget it. Your mum didn't want you to worry. Let it go. It's past.

Let it go.

By the way, there was a man who contacted your mum.

He wanted to buy the house. What do you think?

I can't sell the house.

The bank won't let me.

Even if I could...

It's my mum's house... The house I was born in.

Who is this interrupting me?

Hello?

OK. Give me five minutes.

What's up, Castigo?

Sorry for interrupting Abdul.

Too late... Speak up.

Boss... I got this deal.

Damn... This is a good deal.

-We have two containers. -How many feet?

40 feet.

-That's a lot of paper, Castigo. -It is, Boss.