This is to trick the nose of the sniffer dogs. Come here.
We go on the same flight, but we pretend
- we don't know each other. - Separate places on the plane.
- Right, I go first class. - I go executive.
You've never been to Europe. You gonna bug me now?
- I'm going with the dogs? - Yeah, with your cousins.
You go to Madrid and I'll see you at the meeting point.
Step back, please.
You can go.
Have a nice flight.
- It's the second. - It must be really cheap.
It's a pleasure working with you.
For me, too. Let me know about next time, and I am ready for it.
Man, I'm close to my goal.
Your goal? What is it?
It's to make a million dollars.
Yours?
Mine is to spend a million dollars.
- Luck. - Luck.
See the money.
Let's spend it all in Europe.
Go, honey.
Police.
What now?
You're going outside? Come back. Don't leave me here alone.
Your ID, sir?
Good night. How are you?
- Are you from Brazil? - Yeah, Brazil.
- Do you have drugs with you? - Drugs, no?
We're getting married. We came here for our honeymoon
in Barcelona. We love it here and are very happy.
We want to have children. And travel a lot, because we like it.
- Never do that again. - What did you tell them?
VENICE
You sign there, because I'm beat. I'm going to bed to sleep.
The bellboy went on ahead with the key.
Bye.
I didn't understand.
Do you live here or are you traveling for pleasure?
I don't understand what you're saying.
What?
I don't need a handkerchief.
Excuse me.
I'm not opening. I'm not opening the door.
I don't care. You do what you want. Get a gondola
to sleep with that blonde giraffe. You bastard! Clown!
How can you leave me out in the cold?
You're imagining things.
He was a childhood friend who turned into a tranny.
Carlinhos, who studied with me in seventh grade.
It's been 12 years and now he's Alessandra.
I don't know how to deal with him.
Shut up, Joćo.
- Curvy legs of my life. - You stink.
- You're gross. - I'm stinking.
I'm getting under the covers with my boots on and tuddi.
- It's "tutti", stupid. I'm going to come to bed
in my boots and tutti close to my curvy legs.
We're in Venice. Let's not fight.
The old trick of evoking unbearable songs to inspire the couples.
You heard him? Marco Polo's house.
Yeah, the old trick of saying this is Marco Polo's house.
- This is so down. - Joćo, look at the architecture.
How long are we gonna look at all the architecture?
Seven hours and 46 minutes? Very, very slow.
Why are you in a hurry? Can't we pretend it's romantic?
We're in Venice.
Romance has nothing to do with speed.
If poets wrote at this speed, they'd never screw anyone.
Let me talk to this big fruit behind us.
My fruity friend.
- Let's speed it up, okay? - But, sir, this is a gondola.
- I want velocitį, velocitį! - Stop screaming, Joćo.
Velocitį.
What is this shit?
Take him to the police car.
- We're late. - We're in first class.
- We can come in whenever we want. - We have to come in early.
First class, bambina. We can arrive when we feel like it. Relax.
CLOSED
I remember who you remind me of.
That actress from "Breakfast at Tiffany's."
- Katherine Hepburn. - Audrey.
She's the one. She did that movie, "Sabrina",
- with Holden Caufield. - William Holden.
I kind of like it. But tell me. Are you pretty
or are you smart? Because I'm kind of confused.
I don't know how to deal with this.
Hey, just break what's necessary.
I've decided you're just pretty.
Hey, baby.
Excuse me.
The party's over. Everybody out.
Let's go, honey. Let's, go, let's go.
Get up, get up, the party's over.
Do I have to throw you out? It's my house.
Last call.
Ladies and gentlemen, let's go.
Everyone in a single line to the door.
Thanks. Fuck off. Thanks.
That includes you, babe. Get out. Out.
- What's so funny? - She's the guy's cousin.
- Really? - The guy's cousin.
I invited her. It's a bummer you doing this.
It's a downer, you doing this.
Shut up.
You're a downer.
Joćo!
Sorry, Paulinho. Come back another day.
Don't apologize.
I'm tired, Joćo. Tired of this mess.
You know what this is?
A show of jealousy and territorialism.
I'm sick of this mad dash life.
This apartment's been a club for three months.
Every night, these people coming here
for free to get high in my house.
You're too old for this kind of life. I can't take it.
Wait.
Hey, Josias.
- Here. - How are you?
Hey, bum, still conning those losers?
Teaching violin on the roof.
- I have to make a living. - You got your passport?
- Europe again? - Yeah.
- It's all the same? - The same.
- I'm not going with the dogs. - That's your place.
Your number changed?
I've got some more lasagnas on me.
Look, we have to increase.
- Now we take six kilos. - Fuck, six kilos, Joćo.
- That's what I said. - It's got to be an overcoat.
I'm thinking of wearing armor. You take it easy,
we'll be back to the Old World.
- Freeze. - Don't move.
Freeze. Don't move. Hands on your head.
- Hello. - Hello, Laurita.
- Hi, Joćo. - How are you?
I don't know. I don't know, Joćo. I'm kind of spooked.
I should only stay until tomorrow.
I'll be there. We can talk then.
Do me a favor. Bring me a sandwich.
I haven't eaten in like 200 hours.
Police. Hands on your head.
Fuck, Joćo, I didn't sleep all night.
Let me tell you something. That's a job for the Chinese.
- I should sue you. - I should give you a cold bath.
You look like a lizard hanging on to that sofa.
I'd have to go next door. Nothing here is working.
I brought you a sandwich.
- A tuna sandwich. - Tuna, Joćo?
You said you liked tuna. I was real nice.
- I also brought guava juice. - Guava?
Now you're getting on my case because of the juice?
You could bore a businessman. Take that coat and fix it up.
I called a tailor here to do some alterations.
This I'm going to keep for some fun later on.
This is my stash.
The Joćo Estrella stash.
Hey, Laurinha, when this job is done,
I'll give you the money, okay?
Police.
The party's over. Freeze.
- Police. Police. - Quiet.
Police. The party's over. Sit down, princess.
- Keep quiet. - Put your arm here.
Stop that motherfucker. Stop, stop.
Stop, man. Stop, fuck it.
Stop, you son of a bitch. You want to die?
- Turn, turn. - I've turned.
Get up.
You have to get me out of this.
I can't go to jail. I have a daughter.
I'm just working, Joćo. Dammit, Joćo.
Shut up, girl!
Hey, big shot, keep your people quiet.
This is great. Forgive me, I'm very nervous. I have to light up.
You can be arrested for that.
Then arrest me.
The artist here goes with me. The rest go in the other car.
Let's go.
Let me go, let me go.
Help, help.
Get me out of here.
Let me go, fuck.
Arrested one of the greatest drug rings
that distributed drugs in bars and clubs in Rio.
Apartments were used to distribute the drugs.
The Federal Police arrested four suspects at an apartment
and found a new route in the international drug trade.
The drugs came from Bolivia...
Look.
We've been at this interrogation for over an hour. I'm hungry.
There's a barbecue here today to celebrate your arrest.
So I just want to know this.
Are you going to admit you're involved with drugs or no?
Are you interested in buying some?
What's that for?
I'm in a good mood today.
And so are you.
Mr. Joćo Guilherme Estrella.
We've been after you for six months.
We know more about your life than you do.
What's so interesting about it?
The guy's lawyer is here.
Your lawyer is here.
Renato Figueiredo.
Are you okay? Did they interrogate you?
Sort of.
Well, your situation is extremely serious.
My first advice to you is to keep quiet.
You have that right, understand?
You have to keep cool and trust me.
Can you do that?
When can you get me out of here?
We'll talk again in a few days.
That's your bed, next to the bathroom.
Give me some smokes.
- Hey, man, get us some smokes. - Make the brothers stronger.
C'mon, white filters are cigarettes for manicures.
Thanks, Johnny.
I've been told some shithead in here has been telling tales.
I see, there's a snitch inside.
Is anyone suspicious of anyone else?
They think it's the Japanese guy?
Joćo Estrella. Joćo Estrella.
Your lawyer sent this.
Thanks.
You know if some girl called me?
I don't know.
Hey, do you have conjugal visits here?
- Not officially. They're forbidden. - And unofficially?
Your hearing was scheduled for next week.
It's a preliminary phase. But it's very important.
I don't want to scare you. But I don't want you to be nervous.
But this judge, she's considered a hard ass.
Mr. Joćo Guilherme Estrella,
are you aware of the accusations made against you?
Yes, ma'am.
Had you been involved with the police previously?
When I was a teenager, I used to smoke...
- Smoke what? - A joint. A few.
I can see you've been traveling through Europe.
What was the purpose of your trip?
A honeymoon.
The records says you were arrested with 6 kg of cocaine.
- Is that correct? - No, that's not correct.
Can you tell me how it differs from reality from your point of view?
It was 5.7 kg. And I wasn't carrying.
Then who was carrying it?
Someone seriously addicted.
You say you were at 11 a.m. at an apartment in Copacabana
with 5.7 kg of cocaine whose origin you ignore.
Precisely. I don't know where it came from.
What were you doing at the apartment
- when the police arrived? - Your honor, I was arrested
as soon as I came from the street. The only things on me
were sandwiches and guava juice.
So who would plant almost 6 kg of cocaine
in that Copacabana apartment?
I don't know. Maybe the person who should be in my place.
The prosecution has any questions?
I'd like to make a question.
Proceed.
Since the records mention that the defendant
has a car, a permanent residence and has traveled to Europe,
I'd like to know if the defendant works.
If he has a source of income. A steady job. Pays taxes.
Do you have a job?
Everybody chilling. Everyone, pay attention.
Joćo Estrella. News for you.
400 bucks. In the guards quarters.
Beer, sandwich and a clean sheet.
The whisky is charged extra, and it's Brazilian. Okay?
Where do I sign up?
- Can I? - Go, go.
Do it, do it.
Man, stop that. This is gonna cause us trouble.
Come on, do something.
They're gonna kill him.
Stop, stop.
Disperse, disperse, you hear?
Nobody saw anything.
Hey, playboy, this is a jail.
It's not a playground.
Get a grip. This shit is serious here.
You, hear? Get a grip.
Let's go. Let's go, Claison. Let's go.
Barcelona. Who knew? We wound up in Irajį.
I wish I looked a little better.
You look great. I've seen you much worse.
Hi there, legs.
Long time no see.
Wait, Joćo, we have to talk.
What about?
Who's the guy?
- Stop that. - Who's the loser?
Joćo, you're being childish.
If you really love me, you want to see me happy.
I came to talk to you,
because I didn't want to end it like this.
We could still be friends.
Bye, Sofia.
I'm sorry.
What's with the meeting?
You're gonna have to tell us
what you were doing outside till two in the morning with the Feds.
And it better be good. Because it sounds like you're snitching on us.
That's fucked up. I'm stuck here in this fucking hot hellhole
precisely because I didn't rat out some fucker in here
and neither those who turned me in.
And what were you doing with the screws?
Playing cards? Smoking a joint?
I was seeing my wife or ex-wife or whatever.
I paid for a visit and didn't get any.
That girl is stupid, man.
And I opened a gap that you can use.
- You got it? - I got it, man.
Now go and enjoy it. You go, because I'm going to sleep.
Hey, big boy, we're on to you, you hear?
The guy just opened up a new avenue for us.
Come on, dude. Take it easy on the playboy.
What's the news?
I'm telling you, transfer.
- You're gonna be transferred. - No bullshit.
There's this big shot from the command
and the pigs don't want two leaders in the same prison.
Let's go, let's go. There's some weed to pick up.
Fuck, this place is too crowded.
I can't sleep here. A fly would have to go on a diet to sleep here.
I should have let the guys kill me.
At least, I'd be in the morgue, sleeping in a drawer, real cool.
- You snorted 50 grams. - I have to snort more than that
to sleep in this place. I have to hang like a bat from this ceiling.
Come on, man. Give me a break.
- Get a place to sleep. - There's a cell full of Africans.
- You want to go there? - No fucking way.
I'd rather sleep standing. And it's fucking hot in this place.
Don't you have any water, dude? A soft drink?
Get us some water, man. This is like the Sahara.
- I'm no Bedouin. - Chill. You sound like Mick Jagger.
What? The guy with the big mouth?
Are you laughing at me?
When's the breakfast?
What breakfast, man? You just snorted 50 grams.
- What you need food for? - Hey, brother.
- Big guy. - Go get some food for us.
A Big Mac, a Quarter Pounder, some nuggets, whatever.
You think this is a resort?
I'll pay for it.
I want my Big Mac with a big Coke, so...
Stuff that Coke where the sun don't shine.
Go to bed.
Fuck you.
A new hearing was scheduled and we have to counter
the prosecution's strategy of an Article 14.
- What's that? - Conspiracy to distribute drugs.
The Feds will present this as evidence.
It's a picture of your shoe with 10 grams of cocaine.
You can say the 10 grams were for your own use.
And you never saw those people before.
Or you can admit the 6 kg were yours.
You have a week to decide...
- Take it easy. Come on. - Get in and be quiet.
You treat me right.
You know who you're talking to? Get away from me.
Why aren't you in jail with us, you shit?
Because I have a college degree.
I'm not staying in the sty like you, asshole.
You got a degree as a snitch.
- Go fuck yourself. - Son of a bitch.
- Go screw yourself. - You fucked me.
You thought you had it made. But you got fucked.
You're gonna get fucked.
You think they won't fuck you, too?
Quantity, Joćo. Quantity. You got screwed.
Go fuck yourself, asshole. What's with you, man?
Stop that.
You thought you had it made. Go to hell, bro.
Shut up, dude. Son of a bitch.
- Go to hell. - Motherfucker.
Stop that noise.
I'm gonna smack you all. I'm gonna shoot you.
You calm down, assholes.
Mr. Danilo Rebelo. If the man who sold you the cocaine
is present, please point him out.
It was him.
Joćo Guilherme.
Please bring the defendant Laura Regina Teixeira, please.
Are you feeling threatened?
No, ma'am, I'm feeling better.
Did you already know the defendant? Joćo Estrella?
I did, but at the time, I was lost.
Define "lost".
I didn't know the word of the Lord.
I hadn't yet found the path to Jesus.
If you'll allow me, your honor,
I'd like to quote from the Old Testament.
Proverbs, 6, which says,
"My son, if you have become surety for your neighbor..."
Excuse me. Please sit down. This is a court room.
Please limit your answers to the questions made.
Yes, ma'am.
You participated in packing the cocaine in the apartment?
No, no, ma'am.
I went there to pick up a coat I forgot there.
A coat? In the middle of summer?
It was a light coat.
Six kilos. Do you know how the drugs arrived at the apartment?
No, I don't.
You want to make me believe nobody owned the cocaine?
I really don't know.
So I should conclude that 6 kg of cocaine
on the 9th floor, flew in through the window?
Sorry to interrupt, your honor. But you didn't ask me that.
You'll speak when spoken to.
The cocaine was mine, your honor.
I got in my car and took the drugs there personally.
Ms. Laura and Mr. Sergio are not involved in this.
I did it all alone. I wanted to make that clear.
I did it all alone.
I opened the newspaper, there was my picture.
They wrote, "Johnny behind bars."
My name isn't Johnny. My name is Joćo.
I'm no criminal. I'm no Pablo Escobar.
I don't have a gang. I don't have a fortress.
I don't have a big operation. I don't have money in Switzerland.
I don't have any of that.
I used drugs and sold them. I would use and sell.
If I were that powerful, my family wouldn't sell
our only property to pay for my defense.
I didn't want my mom to hear this.
I've used drugs since I was a kid.
And before I was busted,
I was snorting a lot. Snorting with my friends. Snorting...
more than 100 grams a week.
Sorry, Mom.
I just wanted to say what I'm feeling now.
Everyone has a dream. I also have my dreams.
But to make your dreams come true,
you didn't have to become involved in a criminal activity.
I didn't sell drugs to make money.
I sold drugs to spend money to buy more cocaine,
to use more drugs.
You are speaking of felonies.
I never knew what's against the law or not.
My life...
Things just happened.
Hey, bro, let's go to the Africans' cell
to settle something. You're our translator.
- Translator? What happened? - Those guys are pigs.
They throw food in the hall. It's gets fucking nasty.
And there was this motherfucker
who snitched about the McDonald's thing.
We're gonna set them straight.
Man, those guys are huge. They're gonna kick our ass.
Are you chicken? Don't chicken out, man.
Look, I don't give a shit.
They're big, but we're mean.
And if we don't like what goes down,
things are gonna get real ugly. Let's go, guys.
Let's go, dude. Come on.
Hey, you monkeys, come on over.
I talk and you translate.
You are fucking pigs.
From now on you have to clean this pig sty.
And the snitch is gonna get a beating.
What that bastard say?
"Blue ass." Cleanliness.
They're gonna talk among themselves.
They're gonna talk and see what they can do.
No way, man. You tell them
to clean this shit up today. Or things are gonna get ugly.
Come on, Joćo, you don't speak English.
Fuck, you're bullshiting me. These guys are talking without subtitles.
I've seen this shit in an American movie.
This guy is telling me to fuck myself.
You fuck yourself. Fuck you, fuck me. Fuck everyone.
Go fuck yourself.
Good news, Joćo.
The report from forensics confirmed the report
of the specialist we hired that you have diminished
capacity and aren't totally responsible for your actions.
If the judge accepts the reports,
you may get a reduced sentence.
As the evidence in this report will show,
this is a white shark of drugs.
A dangerous predator of the Rio streets.
I would like to remind you honor
that there's no proof of any gang affiliation.
Six kilos just to Europe.
He's not a delinquent, a user.
He's a major dealer.
Let's hear the report of the federal agent
tailing Joćo Guilherme. "The target left his residence
and walked to a public phone.
Then he got into his car. "
In bad condition, by the way.
"After several attempts, the car would not start."
Your honor,
this major dealer has to walk.
If we depended on Joćo Guilherme,
organized crime would be very disorganized.
This young man needs proper treatment at a good facility.
I agree. A proper facility.
Jail. And for a good while.
Analyzing the evidence, I have no doubt
the sentence for this youth and his friends should be long.
But law in not an exact science.
Like an equation derived from the penal code.
Proof + arrest + mitigation.
And then you have a sentence.
I find the defendant, Joćo Guilherme Estrella, guilty
of the crimes of distribution and international drug trafficking.
I reject the count of conspiracy, for I agree with the defense
that there is no evidence
of any criminal organization.
It's hard to imagine a group of addicts
achieving in crime the stability they didn't find in life.
I hereby determine he should be released from prison
and transferred to a mental health facility
for a minimum of two years.
- You got in, friend. - I'm looking for a bed.
It's crowded here. Better find a hole there.
Just to be sure.
You're a rookie, huh?
Hold this, big boy.
I yank this from the roof and hide it all over.
You're gonna need it one day.
Thanks, I just wanted a bed.
It must be that one.
That's the bed?
Be grateful they put down some newspaper.
Usually, they don't put anything down.
We're all crazies here.
Some are crazier than others like that guy.
What did he do?
He managed a drug house in the slum.
He's here because of what he did to his enemies.
He chopped off legs, arms. The bastards were still alive.
"Mad Max", the movie, remember? With Mel Gibson?
Sometimes he has a crisis and throws a fit.
I can't concentrate on a book like you do.
You have to find a book that's got your head's rhythm.
- What are you doing? - Fishing rats.
- Fishing what? - Rats.
There's a school there.
- Have you caught any? - o.
Here, I brought one for you.
Thanks.
What's going on?
The thing is Jane...
The one with big boobs or the one from the limousine?
She has the boobs.
They're not huge, but they're big enough.
She's catching the plane to Boston.
She's meeting her tennis teacher at the Tower of Pisa. I love Germany.
The Tower of Pisa in Germany? You had your meds today?
- Lower that thing. - I've never been on a plane.
- Lower that thing. - Don't do it. Don't.
Louder, louder, Joćo.
Careful, Joćo. Joćo!
Help!
You're going to die, bastard.
What's going on here?
Take the nut job away.
The guy broke my TV. Hey, I'm innocent.
This was under my bed.
Give me my meds. Give me my meds.
Wise up, you're the new guy.
The nuts here are real heavy duty.
They've killed mothers, sons, wives.
Keep your eyes open. Or you'll never leave here.
Party's over, everyone to bed. Get moving. Let's go.
Moacyr, come lock everyone in.
- Are you okay? - I'm fine.
- I'm fine, mom. - Sorry.
I brought you... If you need some.
- Do you need it? - No, Mom, I'm fine. It's all fine.
- I'm fine. - It'll go by quickly.
Yeah...
Let's go.
Hey, Mr. Zé.
- Hey there. - How are you?
- You saw the game? - Yeah, I did.
- You're not bad. - Almost a superstar.
I wanted to come bring the news myself.
The judge granted you Christmas leave.
In two weeks, I can put my feet out of this place.
Feet, nose, head, members.
Especially the members.
Hey, Joćo, want some?
Our true birthplace is that
where we first lay an intelligent gaze
upon ourselves.
JOĆO GUILHERME WENT BACK TO THE PSYCHIATRIC PRISON WHERE
HE REMAINED FOR ANOTHER YEAR. HE WAS RELEASED IN LATE 1997.
HE NOW PRODUCES SHOWS FOR ROCK AND SAMBA STARS.
THE JUDGE DECLARED IT WAS WORTH BETTING ON
JOĆO GUILHERME'S REHABILITATION.