Fuck! They've gone crazy! They're shooting at each other!
Cover me!
Do something.
I'm running out of bullets. I just have one left.
Shit, the answering machine.
- Leave the message. - Fucking idiot!
If Cabral gets promoted...
...that's one more district which would mean even more money.
- How much more? - Excuse me.
Commander, we need help! We're outnumbered!
Call BOPE!
- Captain! - What's wrong?
The police is getting hit at Babilonia, and one has already been shot.
There's nobody. They're all busy.
- What do I do? - God!
Son, I'm no rush. I can stay all night.
- Where's the lookout? - I don't know!
You're in charge and you don't know?
I'm not a dealer, boss. I don't know.
We'll have to put on the bag again.
- It's cold Captain. - Throw water on his face.
Wake up, you idiot!
0-1, Babilonia is priority. The police is outnumbered.
Understood, Carvalho. We're on our way.
We'll go clean up your shit. We'll go to Babilonia.
- What about him? - Charge him on the Pope operation.
Shoot! Keep shooting!
We're going to die!
- Shoot them! - They're lost!
They're shooting at us from below.
They can't get us from there. Lower, Matias.
Shoot, you idiot!
- BOPE is here - Everybody stay here!
Stay here!
- We're going to die, Neto. - Shoot them!
- I don't have any more bullets! - Then, stay down.
Shoot! Shoot, Careca!
Fuck!
Shit!
They're coming towards us.
- Get down! Throw your gun! - I'm a cop.
- We're policemen! - Throw your guns!
- It's just you two? - Yeah.
Come here, sit down.
Check the perimeter.
0-1, they're only two.
Bocao, check who we have.
- Marcinho, the drug czar. - We have to take him.
- Are you ok? - Yes, sir.
- Are you hurt? - No, sir.
- Were you hit? - No, sir.
Tonight you'll learn to carry corpses.
Yes, sir.
- What are you waiting for? - Nothing, sir.
- Grab him. - Lift him up.
Wait.
Hi, honey.
Did your water break?
Are you sure?
Calm down, remember what the doctor said?
Don't rush, I'm on my way.
- 0-2. - Sir?
You're in charge, let's just take this body. I'm going to have a son!
Congratulations, Captain!
Quick!
God, this is a heavy one!
If you hadn't shown up, I would've been killed.
- BOPE brought your gun. - Help us with the body.
Let us through!
Get the fuck out of here!
- Sergeant? - What is it Lieutenant?
How can I join BOPE?
- You have to be selected. - How?
Check the bulletin at the police station.
- Thank you. - Let's go.
Look at this, Carvalho.
- Commander. - At ease.
- Sorry I'm late. - No problem.
Tell me, boy or girl?
Boy, Rafael.
- What's this, Renan? - Conjunctivitis.
- It looks awful. - Put on your glasses.
Listen, this is a gift...
...not for you. For your son.
It's time to pick your replacements.
Ok!
This will be BOPE's best training camp.
I'm sure it will be.
Let's start, number one, here.
- Yes, Andre Pedrosa. - He receives payments.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
He's fucked. He won't make it.
Commander, I also know Olavo.
He's as dirty as the rest of them.
What about Fabio? I've heard of him.
Let's skip Fabio. I've already heard of him.
He's Captain, isn't he?
- Fabio Barbosa. - He's heavy duty.
He's been a pimp in Copacabana.
- I'll take care of him. - Renan?
- Can you see? - Yes, sir.
The guy looks like Batman.
Renan, where are the two rookies?
The ones you rescued? I think they're ok.
- Let's see what they have. - Listen.
I don't want hear of a busted eardrum.
Or of some fingercuts. Is that clear?
The guy's hand was an accident.
He grabbed the sable at the wrong time.
- And the eardrum, Carvalho... - It was an accident, Commander.
An accident?
He deserved it, Commander.
A BOPE officer could not go out with a friend of a drug dealer.
Matias was confused.
He wanted to be a cop, but he also wanted to be a lawyer.
If Matias was a true policeman, he would've told his girlfriend.
But he made up a trip and asked her for help getting a practicum.
He's been working with us for almost a year.
He's done very well, he solved all our problems.
Ok, listen...
He's away right now, could you do the interview in two weeks?
Ok, great!
I was sure Matias would quit...
...halfway during training camp.
I got Matias a practicum!
It's best you get another boyfriend.
What happened? Is everything ok, Baiano?
You tell me.
Do you recognize anybody in this picture?
You don't recognize this piece of shit?
- It can't be him, Baiano. - It can't be him!
He killed a friend of mine. He killed one of us.
- What will happen now? - Calm down.
Look Baiano, we have nothing to do with this.
- I brought Matias. - Maria didn't know he was a cop.
- I just found out now. - We didn't know.
Don't fuck with me!
Let me tell you something, these pigs are our enemies.
- Nobody knew. - Shut up! I'm not finished.
Who do you think protects the slums? The police?
Answer!
- The command. - That's right, bitch.
And I'm the boss.
If you want to be here, you need my blessing.
- We know. - Which side are you on, pretty boy?
- Pretty boy? - With you!
- We're all in this together! - That's right, together!
It's us, Baiano.
I'll make you pay for this.
- Let's go. - Shut up!
- Calm down! - Xaveco, burn it.
- What's this? - Son of a bitch!
You have to be honest with me. If not, there'll be trouble.
Keep the paper.
Let's go.
Neto signed up because he liked war.
Matias did it because he believed in the law.
And the corrupt policeman?
Fabio was running away from the Commander. Poor bastard!
He didn't know that I would be much worse.
JULY 1997 TWO MONTHS BEFORE THE POPE'S VISIT
You're here on your own free will.
Nobody...
...forced you to come here.
You're not welcomed here.
Prepare your souls...
...because your bodies belong to us now.
I now declare the beginning of the BOPE training camp.
You'll never survive.
Skulls, forward.
Idiots! Sick bastards!
Some people see BOPE as a cult.
But, it has to be that way.
- Ask me to leave! Beg me! - No, sir!
We would train our men to resist pain and humiliation.
To get in, they'd have to prove they could handle pressure.
- Go back where you came from. - No, sir.
- Go back to your district. - No, sir.
You think nobody knows that gangs pay you?
That you get money from the dealers?
You know why your number is 0-1?
Because you'll be the first one to quit.
I'll make you quit!
- Ask me to leave! - No, sir.
If you don't do it, we'll crush you.
- Beg, you idiot! - Ok, I give up!
- 0-1 gave up. - Skulls.
Of 100 policemen, 5 would stay.
When I got in, only three of us passed.
Not even the Israeli army trained like us.
The BOPE soldiers killed guerrillas.
With knives in our mouth, we would scalp them.
And we would kill them with rifles.
The BOPE soldiers defend Brazil's honor.
To fight against drugs...
...you'd have to be willing to risk everything.
The concept of strategy...
...comes from the Greek "strategia".
In Latin.
In French.
- Are you writing this down? - Yes, sir.
It'll be on the exam.
In English.
In German.
In Italian.
In Spanish.
Coordinator.
- What is it? -0-5 fell asleep.
-0-5. - Yes, sir.
Take this, please.
0-5, if you drop that grenade, you'll kill us all.
You'll blow up your classmates and my assistants.
And you'll kill me, too.
- Are you going to fall asleep? - No, sir.
We're counting on you, sir.
Now...
...I'll continue.
The concept of strategy.
In Greek.
In Latin.
In French.
- Team leader! - Yes, sir.
- Are you ready to eat? - Yes, sir.
- How much time do you need? -10 minutes, sir.
You're kidding!
Team leader, you're a fool.
You all have ten seconds for eating.
Don't touch the food until I say so.
When you're done, I want to see the ground clean.
- Is that clear? - Yes, sir.
- Now, go! - Fast!
- Three seconds have gone by. - 0-2, you're not eating.
- Time's up. - Finished.
What is this food doing here?
We didn't have time, sir.
0-6, do you think it's fair, in a country like Brazil...
...where people are starving to death...
...to leave food on the ground because it looks gross?
- No, sir. - Why didn't you eat, 0-2?
- I couldn't get to it, sir. - And now, 0-2?
Yes, sir.
So, get on your knees and eat it now!
I want you to eat everything, 0-2.
- No bullshit! - Yes, sir.
If you don't eat it all, everybody will stay up all night...
...in the water, 0-2.
Are you feeling sick, 0-2?
0-2, if you vomit on your classmates' food...
...they'll have to eat your vomit.
- Sir, I'll eat it. - Everybody eat! Now!
- Fast! - Eat!
It's 0-2's fault!
I want the ground to be clean.
Men in black, what is your mission?
Take away the devil that dresses in blue.
Men in black, what is your mission?
Go to the slums and take those people...
Stop singing!
Leader...
...this is the worst group I've seen in my life.
Go on. Stop singing but not marching.
Out of the water, now!
The first stage in the course was hard.
The idea is to, first get rid of the weak, and then the corrupt.
Me? I'd prefer to get rid of the corrupt first.
-14, lend him your ointment. - I don't have any left.
- Wake up 0-2! - No, let me sleep!
- Take off those boots. - I can't.
If I do, I won't be able to put them back on.
- Take them off! - Wet feet will make you sick.
Your feet are in bad shape. Take them off.
Attention, 0-2!
- I have news for you. - Yes, sir.
You're the new leader.
You have one minute to line up your unit.
- Yes, sir. - Quick!
Line up, you idiots!
- 23, fast! - 20 seconds, 0-2.
- 20 seconds! - Yes, sir.
- Are they lined up? - Yes, sir.
Look back there.
- Is this a formation? - Attention, brigade!
The brigade is lined up.
- Is this a formation? - Yes, sir.
- Are you sure? - Yes, sir.
Look at your shoelaces!
You animal!
- 0-2, follow me! - Yes, sir.
Move!
- 0-2. - Yes, sir.
- You see that boat? - Yes, sir.
You see? Since your shoelaces are loose...
- Why don't you go barefooted and bring it here? - Yes, sir.
- You think you can do it? - Yes, sir.
0-2.
You know why you can't do what I ordered you?
- Sir? - It's not because you're weak.
It's because you need to have heart, 0-2.
You have to have integrity.
Something you don't have.
You should be with your whores, with pimps.
At the abortion clinics.
We don't like corrupt cops.
Corrupt cops don't belong here.
- Are you getting the boat? - Yes, sir.
- Will you bring it to me? - Yes, sir.
Let's see if you can do it.
Give up 0-2. You're weak!
Ask to leave, you'll never make it.
Quit, you shithead!
- I can't, Captain. - Don't listen to him 0-2!
I can't go on.
I can't go on, Captain. I quit.
Louder.
So everybody can see how weak you are.
- I give up! - There it is, you piece of shit!
Attention brigade! At ease!
Facing the instructors.
Special Operations!
- You'll never be one of us. - Never!
Attention, 12!
Yes, sir!
You're the leader, 12.
I give up, sir!
You're making us very happy.
Thanks, gentlemen! Thank you very much!
Attention 0-8.
Our farewell ceremony was humiliating.
But it was wonderful.
Fuck the weak and the corrupt.
After the first stage, only eight were left.
It was time to pick my replacement.
Matias surprised me.
He passed the first stage.
But he made the mistake of going back to school.
- You know who told me? - Wait, what happened?
The slum leader! You don't know what happens.
You know how long it took me to set up the NGO?
How much work? Do you know?
Calm down, Maria.
No! You had no right risking...
...my life like that.
- Don't yell. - They threatened me, Andre.
You don't understand, they threatened me.
- Can I speak? - No, you put me in danger.
My friends are in danger.
- I couldn't tell you. - I can't trust you anymore.
You fucking son of a bitch!
I couldn't tell you. Wait!
Maria!
Tell me if I'm doing something wrong.
- He's very quiet. - Not too loose...
- Not too tight. - But, I can leave it loose.
Choosing a replacement for a captain like me...
...wasn't as easy as it seemed.
- Is there anybody good? - There's one.
- Really? - Yeah, he's a maniac.
Just like me when I started.
Picking the best soldier from the group wasn't good enough.
He'd have to do my job. I couldn't leave my men...
...without making sure they'd be taken care of.
These are good news.
I think I'll leave in a month or so.
Only three ranking officers passed the first stage.
Azevedo was the first one to choose his replacement.
Move closer to the target!
So I had to choose between Neto and Matias.
Fire!
Holster, your gun!
Good job, 0-6.
It's easy if you use my gun.
Skulls!
Let's take a look at the other four.
- 23, where's your strap? - It fell, sir.
At this stage of the game... you don't have your strap?
What are you going to do if your partner gets shot?
- Throw your weapon to the ground? - No, sir.
- Throw it? - No, sir.
Put on the damn strap!
- Yes, sir. - God!
Fuck! Twenty years in this course!
We teach our men how to raid the slums...
...to surprise the gangsters. They can't know how we got there.
When we go, we get there at night and by surprise.
- With the zero-five strategy! - Let's go 0-6!
Quick! Get down!
BOPE troops don't enter the slums shooting away.
They go forward, safely, strategically moving in groups.
Easy, 0-6. Slow.
Slow, what do you do now?
Check the area, then you move.
Good, 0-6. Very good.
Check and move.
Go forward. Like that!
Calm down. What do you do next? Wait.
Did the reinforcement arrive? Yes.
All hell can break loose, but you stay calm.
- Looking forward, are you ready? - Yes.
Ok, go. If you can move, do it.
Like that, 0-6! Very good!
Breaking into the slums is a work of art.
It can't be learned only in theory.
Once we practiced it, we would do it for real.
It was real.
- Fuck! Police! - Get inside!
Captain!
- The lookout ran over there. - Alone?
Yes.
- I'm going to... - Wait!
I'm going! Come back, you idiot!
Mistakes were not allowed in these operations.
Our men in black go to the slums to kill.
Not to be killed.
My replacement would have to know this.
- What's wrong Lieutenant? - Move!
To the roof, Renan! The roof!
Come back, you idiot!
Get your ass over here! Come back!
You don't deserve this uniform.
You're not a skull, you're a fool.
Are you listening? You're a fool.
What are you taking?
It's nothing.
- Let me see. - Everybody takes them.
It's ok.
You won't have to take them anymore.
You're leaving soon, things will get better.
Am I leaving?
- Leaving from where? - BOPE.
Aren't you?
What's wrong?
Aren't you quitting? Everything's been taken care of.
What happened?
I chose the wrong man.
- What? - I chose the wrong man, I made a mistake.
Azevedo picked well and I chose the maniac.
- But now you have a son. - So what? Azevedo has two.
Quiet! The baby is sleeping.
There was something that bothered me more than making mistakes...
Don't dismiss the kid. Give him another chance.
...and that was having Rosane tell me what to do.
When is graduation?
Come on honey, everything will be ok.
The worst thing was that sometimes I took her advice.
- This is what I want. - This? Are you sure?
Look at the book.
- There's an indian... - No indian!
I want the knife and skull.
Hands up in the air, to the wall!
When our men graduate, they're all hyped up.
Neto was the most bloodthirsty.
He signed up for Operation Holiness.
He wanted to guarantee a quiet night for the Pope.
And as part of my group...
...he killed thirty gangsters during the first week.
Even though we prepare our men for warfare...
...some people may think we're inhumane.
But the drug dealers are armed, so there is no choice.
Every BOPE officer knows this.
Now, even Matias was learning this.
And you know what? It was time to confront these drug addicts.
I'll see you!
Come here, you idiot! Come!
- Calm down! - I want to talk to you.
I won't arrest you, for now.
You don't scare me.
Wipe that smile off your face.
- You see these glasses? - Yeah.
They're Romerito's. Leave them!
You don't deserve to help him, so I'll give these to him.
If you go to the slum you'll get killed.
I don't hang around drug addicts or scumbag like you.
This is what you'll do.
Tell the boy to go to the arcade tomorrow at noon.
- No, ask Maria to do it. - Wait! Are you crazy?
If you don't do it, I'll arrest you.
You understand this?
You think I don't know what you sell at school?
Tomorrow at noon.
I'll get you a new nose...
...because you're sniffing a lot of this stuff.
It's us.
Xaveco.
Here, goldilocks.
I'm not taking anything today, Baiano.
- The situation at school is bad. - Are you kidding? Why?
That fucking cop! He said he'd arrest me.
Which one?
- Which one, boss? - Who?
- Tell me what's going on. - It's nonsense.
What nonsense?
What nonsense, you asshole?
- Neto! - What's up, Andre?
- I have a message for you. - Which one?
From the lawyer's office.
To confirm your interview and I told them you'd go.
Maria arranged this. I don't need any favors from her.
Are you crazy, Andre? Don't be a fool, this is your chance.
You have to get that job!
What's wrong? Don't stutter, you idiot.
- Spit it out! - Good!
- There's a boy at the NGO. - Fuck it!
The cop wants to help him.
I can't, I have to give Romerito his glasses.
The boy was born blind. Can't he wait one more day?
What's he going to do? Tell me everything.
I'll tell you!
- Is he bringing them here? - No, not here.
You know I have to do it.
Where are you going to see him?
- At the arcade. - What time?
- Tell me, damn it! - At noon.
Years later, Matias told me...
...he wouldn't have gone if Neto had not persisted.
Deep down, he wanted to be a lawyer.
What are your plans after you finish school?
I'd like to specialize in criminal law.
I hadn't made a mistake when I chose my replacement.
Do you have another coin?
Are you losing or winning?
Losing. You have to win.
Zé, give him another one.
- Romerito! - He's here! Let's go boss!
Calm down.
There's a kid here, relax.
- Are you Romerito? - Yes, sir.
I have something for you.
Now you'll see better.
- Where's Andre? - Working, try them on.
- Very nice! - Now you look like a grown man.
Stop kidding around.
Sir, I think you'd better go.
Get in!
Don't shoot. I'll finish off this scumbag.
What the fuck is this? What the fuck?
Fuck!
This asshole is BOPE! Let's go!
Baiano knew that if Neto died, he'd also be dead.
If he killed a BOPE officer, he'd be sentenced to death.
But the dealers didn't make things any easier.
Baiano had warned them he didn't want any policemen in his slum.
He would make them pay.
But those rich students with social conscience didn't understand this.
They just didn't understand this.
What the fuck... You can't come in like this!
- Shut up! - Fuck!
Put down the gun, Tinho.
What's wrong?
Can you tell me where I can find Matias?
He's over there.
He'll make it, Carvalho.
- But, Nascimento. - He'll make it.
- He was shot twice in the back. - Yeah, but he'll survive.
What do you want?
- Is your friend ok? - No.
I went to the police station, they said there's nothing they can do.
- And Romerito? How is he? - Fine, he's staying with me.
But...
They took Roberta and Rodrigues.
Don't worry, Baiano has a social conscience.
Andre, I'm serious. Rodrigues was bleeding.
You told me you were an honest cop?
Now it's ok for me to be a cop?
It doesn't matter, I'm sure your friends are dead by now.
Don't do it!
- For God's sake! - I warned you, didn't I?
Burn this asshole.
- Burn him! - Burn, asshole!
- No! - Light it up.
Everything ok?
Don't talk again about my job.
What?
No more talking about my job in this house!
Understood? I give the orders.
Not one more word about my team.
Is that clear? Understood?
I give the fucking orders here!
Listen, go and stay with your mom. Come back when I tell you to.
Where are you going? Tell me.
I'll stay around here.
Two bodies were found at the Prazeres slum.
It's believed that the bodies belong to the student Roberta Fontes...
...daughter of the businessman Alceu Fontes.
And to the social worker Pedro Rodrigues.
Our reporter Ana Luiza is interviewing the Secretary of Security...
...who just gave a press conference.
Is this Fontes' body?
We have to wait until we have the report in order to be sure.
We're doing what we can to help the families.
- What's wrong aunty? - Are you ok?
Fire!
For Matias, Neto's death was a complete tragedy.
They'd been friends since they were little kids.
I thought I could use his pain...
...to complete my mission.
- What are you doing here? - I didn't come to argue.
I only asked what you were doing here.
I think I can help you.
How?
I know somebody who can help.
Who?
I'll tell you if you promise me that you won't hurt her.
Of course, who is it?
Rosa.
Now this bitch will talk.
Tell us!
- Where's your fucking boyfriend? - I don't know.
- Where the fuck is he? - I don't know.
Where is he?
- I don't know. - Tell us!
Where is he? Fuck!
- You think I'm playing? - Tell us!
Speak!
Where?
Hands in the air! Look at me.
Don't do anything!
- Where's Baiano? - I don't know.
- Fuck! Where's Baiano? - Quick! Tell me!
Matias, you have to persist with these guys, understood?
Where the fuck is Baiano? Son of a bitch!
- Where's Baiano? - Where is he?
Where is he?
I didn't know the playboy was one of you guys.
Which playboy?
Captain, I know who he's talking about.
It's funny, but here, nobody complains when a cop gets killed.
They only do when it affects rich people.
When I see these kids protesting...
...I feel like beating them up.
- Son of a bitch! - Enough!
- What are you doing? - Let me go!
- Enough! - Son of a bitch!
- Go away! - Let go of me!
- Enough! - He killed my friend!
- Let go of me!
- Enough, Matias! - Let me go!
Are you going to hit a cop? You're going to hit me now?
Fucking scumbag! You're just like him!
A bunch of bourgeois shitheads!
Go away, Andre! Get lost!
What? Bitch! You're just like him!
A bunch of fucking drug addicts!
Matias not only wanted revenge...
...now he was becoming a true BOPE officer.
- Open the fucking door! - Easy! Put the gun down!
Where are the drugs?
Where? Fuck! Son of a bitch!
Where the fuck is it?
- Where's the stuff? - Ok.
Go and get it, asshole. Fucker!
Hurry up!
Come on!
My mission was no longer safeguarding the Pope's stay.
Neto had already done that.
I had to go back home and find a good replacement.
But before, I had to get Baiano.
What I was doing wasn't good.
Get up, against the wall! Take off your shirt!
I couldn't go to innocent peoples' homes.
This was very important for me.
Nothing was going to stop me.
Andre, let's go and check up there.
There're no drug dealers upstairs.
We'll have to go door to door.
Open up!
Police! Hands on the table!
Wake up you bum! Get up!
- Good morning! - Good morning, sir!
- Can I check your bedroom? - Yes, sir.
- May I? - Of course.
0-4, could you look in the closet?
Look what I found, 0-1.
Those shoes cost more than what we earn in a month.
- Where did you get them? - I won them, sir.
Now you lost them. Let's go.
We'll be in trouble, Captain. People are watching us.
- We're creating problems. - Renan, this kid killed Neto.
I came to get him and it'll be finished today.
- You want to leave? - We'll end up at the station.
You want to go? No problem. Take your team.
If you're so worried, take them.
- Let's go, Renan. - Ok, let's go.
Are you a student? Can you fly?
Come here. On your knees!
Look, I don't want to hurt you.
- Is that clear? - Yes, sir.
- Where's Baiano? - I don't know sir.
Tell us! You want to be a tough guy?
You want the bag on your head?
Put him on his knees.
- Where is he? Tell me! - I don't know.
Put the bag on!
- Where's Baiano? - I don't know, sir.
Where is he, you son of a bitch?
Where?
- I don't know, sir - Captain, he's not talking.
- Take off his pants. - Yes, sir.
- Fuck! - Talk, you motherfucker!
What an ass! Give me that!
Pull down his pants! Are you going to tell us?
- Ok, I'll talk. - Are you going to tell us?
- Yes. - Come on, take him away.
Shit, Xaveco.
Something's wrong.
Calm down, boss. You have to be alert.
Something's wrong. It's too quiet.
- Everything is ok, boss. - It's not ok.
Bring me some water and have a look around.
All clear, Captain!
Listen, boss.
I can give you 30 dollars, if you take me to the hospital.
It's over, motherfucker.
You're going to die.
- Not in the face! - What?
Not in the face, for the funeral.
I already had Baiano.
0-7, give me the 12" one. Let the kid go.
I just needed to see Matias' heart.
Then, my mission would be accomplished.
And I could go back to my family.
Knowing that my replacement deserved to have my job.
He's all yours.
Wait.
Not in the face!