APROXIMATELY 50,000 PEOPLE
IN BRAZIL
ARE k*lled BY FIREARMS
EVERY YEAR,
6,000 OF WHICH
ARE BY POLICE ACTION.
AFTER A RECORDED 97% RISE
IN FIREARM ACQUISITIONS,
THE INCREASED ANNUAL DEATH TOLL HAS
RISEN FROM 0,9% TO 4%.
We're almost there...
Bruna.
Bruna, don't fall asleep!
Wake up, honey, don't fall asleep...
For god's sake...
Bruna... We're almost there.
Bruna!
Wake up!
For the love of God, don't sleep.
We're close...
Bruna...
Bruna...
Honey, stay with me.
For god's sake...
Bruna!
For god's sake, someone help me!
My daughter is dying. Help me!
- Let me go with her! Please let me!
- No, you can't.
EMERGENCY
Carla...
Carla...
Carla!
We have to transfer Bruna
to a private hospital.
No MRI here.
- Isn't it dangerous to transfer her?
- It's her only chance.
When she wakes up...
She will wake up, won't she?
I drove off...
- I shouldn't have left.
- No, don't say that.
You had no choice.
I shouldn't have reacted...
I drove off...
I shouldn't have done that.
Yes.
Yeah, it's him.
Is there anything else you can remember
besides his hair?
COMPOSITE SKETCH
Just find him. Please.
I'll carry out a search, but
I can't promise you anything.
It's hard to get in there...
In Asude Village.
We'll do our best.
Edmilson!
- You fell asleep while playing!
- No, I didn't.
You were sleeping like a rock!
No, no, I'm on!
- Two...
- Three!
You're really bad, Dad.
Listen. Mom's coming.
Go hide.
Playing by yourself again?
I wanted some company...
I'm sorry.
This new case is really
complicated. It's stressing us all out.
Another month, and...
I'll go check on Bruna,
see if she's still awake.
Sleepy head...
Sleepy head!
A SMILE TO LASYOUR WHOLE LIFE
As you can see, this is Level 1.
It can withstand up to a .22,
but I think you'll prefer
that one. Bulletproof Level 3.
But that's not the most
resistant level.
I've done my research.
That one...
- Did you get a new car?
- Yep.
It's bulletproof.
What is it? I've already told you
everything. Do you think I'm lying?
- Are they trying hard enough?
- What kind of father... and doctor do you think I am?
I never see the neurologist
here. Only the nurses!
There's nothing we can do now!
Thanks for reminding me
about the lawsuit.
See ya.
- Bruna.
- What?
Your friend Jonas...
Is he ignoring you?
He said I made him fall down on purpose.
I don't give a f*ck about him.
Hey! Watch your language!
What did we say about swearing?
Fine...
Every day I have to put up
with this sh*t...
Mom, watch your language, too!
- Darn...
- "Darn" is okay, right?
Yes.
Are you f*ck' nuts?
What's your deal?
You're lucky I don't hit women!
Mom, can I scrape
that sticker off?
She doesn't even look like me.
I want an "Amazon Warrior" sticker.
- "Amazon Warrior" is from the Amazon, right?
- Not exactly. Hang on.
- Can I scrape it off?
- Wait, Bruna, be quiet.
- Roll down the window.
- What's going on, mom?
Roll it down and get out.
- Do you wanna see my registration?
- f*ck your registration.
- Wait, calm down!
- This is a robbery.
- Bruna, take off your seat belt.
- What's going on, mom?
- Help!
- Your seat belt, Bruna!
- Let go of me!
- Easy, baby!
Come on. Open this sh*t up!
- f*ck!
- Take off your seat belt!
- I can't, it's stuck!
- b*tch!
I can't...
Step on it, mom!
Go! Go!
Get us out of here, mom!
f*ck!
It was around midnight...
And I heard a strange noise...
I rushed into my son's room,
but he wasn't there.
I looked all over the place.
Bruna.
Bruna...
Bruna!
I'm still searching for him.
He's gone, just like my life.
I lost my job,
I no longer speak to my wife...
She no longer speaks to me.
I've been part of this group
for six months.
I can't say it didn't help me,
but what saved me was
discovering my faith.
I've understood that Jesus
has a plan for my son, Pedro.
I feel uncomfortable when Mauro
imposes his religion on me.
- I've already said that...
- Look,
I'm not trying
to convince anyone.
Chill out, guys.
We've already talked
about this, right?
If anyone's trying to find
a path to faith here,
you've come to the wrong place.
That doesn't mean you can't
share your experiences
or your beliefs.
Out there, the country's
gone so crazy, so sick...
In here,
we have to do our best...
to protect ourselves.
So...
how did you like it?
I might not feel comfortable
sharing my pain with strangers.
Many people don't feel
comfortable with suffering.
That's what my husband says.
He wanted us to see
a psychologist.
A psychiatrist, actually.
He's a doctor.
You didn't like the therapy
they offered?
I couldn't get past the door.
What happened to your daughter,
from what you've told me...
You were more directly involved
in the accident than your husband.
You feel guilty, you feel
ashamed looking at him.
I don't want to confront
his pain with mine.
And I don't want him to know
that I'm completely lost.
It wouldn't be fair to him.
As you said,
he probably knows that.
Dealing with this on your own
wouldn't be fair either.
Bruna was with me.
With me.
You're smoking again?
Did Dr. Antonio speak
to you?
He did.
If they don't turn off
the machines,
she may spend years
lying there...
like that...
She is in a stage-3 coma.
That's the deepest stage.
For her own sake, if I
had the courage...
You don't have the right
to even think it.
- I wouldn't forgive you!
- What do you mean, Carla?
I'm not entitled to suffer
as much as you?
I don't know if I'd be able
to watch her grow up...
like that.
Mom! Mom! Mom!
Mom!
- Dad says you missed your alarm!
- I did not!
That alarm is always five
minutes early.
Well?
We're doing our best, ma'am.
We're short on staff here.
Do you see this pile here?
All of this...
Just this month.
And my daughter's a file -
is that what you mean?
I know it's not easy to hear...
Is that supposed to comfort me?
It's all I can say right now.
You should really get
a hold of yourself, ma'am.
Why don't you go home
to your husband?
He must need you.
Carla?
The meeting starts later today.
I've been so angry...
About everything.
Okay...
I could recommend
a psychiatrist,
or a psychologist,
but we should talk about it
during the group meeting.
All right.
I understand it's a delicate
situation for you.
What are you thinking of doing?
- Not k*lling yourself, right?
- No.
Listen...
Everyone thinks about revenge,
even if it's just a fantasy.
But you know it's not possible.
The blame can't be placed
on one person only, you know...
That g*n didn't appear
in his hand out of nowhere.
You know that, don't you?
I do.
But it's true...
You go through this pain,
you have that fantasy.
I know you're heartbroken.
But I've seen people manage
to find a good path.
Stay for the meeting,
share your feelings
with the group.
Open up.
It'll do you good.
Let's just close the deal.
Of course I'm sure.
I'll call you back. Take care.
Everyone knows the role
you play here in...
certain situations.
LAW FIRM
The movie will have to wait.
Tuck Bruna into bed,
I won't be long.
I'm coming home. Love ya.
Can I help you?
Could you get me a cigarette
from the glove box?
Thanks.
No need to be afraid.
It's locked. It doesn't bite.
There you go.
Thanks.
It's funny... We've been working
together for a few years, but...
how many times
have we just chatted?
The office's too big...
- Too many people...
- Maybe our paths just needed to cross?
We work in very different areas.
That's true.
You're not in the crime business
like I am.
You know, besides the joke...
we can always talk
about women or soccer.
Once a thug broke into my house.
It was so humiliating.
Myself, my wife
and my children there...
at the mercy of that scumbag.
Shame I didn't have this
little friend of mine then.
Imagine yourself...
A vulnerable woman,
without a husband
by your side...
I'm married.
But you're the one who's here.
How is the investigation
of your daughter's case going?
It's not.
Maybe it's too much to ask...
But, what if I talked to someone
higher up in the police?
The Secretary of Public
Security, maybe.
That guy...
If you really want
to speed things up,
I can introduce you to a guy
who can really help.
He is the one who got rid of
that thug I told you about.
While you think it over...
hold it.
Come on...
Just take it!
I told you it doesn't bite.
Take it.
You're a woman, you need
to protect yourself.
After two weeks
without any news about my girl,
the police found a body
in a dam.
I went into the water...
to hug her body.
She was completely d*sfigured.
Three men...
Three men...
They r*ped my girl...
What is this?
What the f*ck is this?
Give it back.
You've never liked g*ns.
Oh, we're not talking
about this either?
What do you want me to say?
That it's wrong?
That things have changed?
Yes.
It's wrong.
Yes, things have changed.
It's still wrong.
Yes, it's still wrong.
Don't take it.
I will leave.
Let me help you.
I miss you.
I miss the Carla I used to know.
You and my son need
to calm down.
Thanks.
He told me about the g*n.
You're not thinking of doing anything
stupid, are you?
To yourself?
No.
I never pictured you
doing something like this.
It's not you.
So you got rid of it?
The g*n?
You don't need
to explain anything.
I've lived long enough to know
that scumbag will never
be brought to justice.
I approve of any other means
that might make him pay.
You've always been
a very strong woman.
I like this place.
So quiet, isn't it?
Nice to meet you. I'm Jorge.
Where did it happen?
Near Asude Village.
Those people get away so easily.
There's a lot of drug
trafficking there.
Can you lock him up?
Depends on how much
you're willing to invest.
Come on in!
That isn't him.
- It's the guy from the sketch.
- It isn't. I saw him.
- He doesn't look like him.
- We did exactly what you asked.
I asked you to arrest him!
You k*lled the wrong person!
There's no wrong person.
They're all the same.
And we don't make mistakes.
Ma'am, aren't you
forgetting something?
Ma'am, I'd advise you to pay.
Otherwise... what do I tell
my people?
They need to get paid.
They all have families, ma'am.
f*ck!
This is the animal that shot my
daughter, are you f*cking blind?
What the f*ck?
b*tch!
Are you f*cking crazy?
Having fun now?
You know why
I'm not going to k*ll you?
Because you're Miranda's friend.
This dude...
you're looking for is friends with
the guy who runs all this sh*t.
f*ck you.
I'm cutting you some slack.
Just tell yourself that
this m*therf*cker next to you
is the animal who shot your baby girl,
and get on with your life.
Wow, take a look at Beicinho...
Showing up in high heels...
What a piece of a*s!
f*ck it, dude!
Check it out, boyz!
The mask!
f*ck you!
- Let's go, boyz!
- sh**t her! sh**t her!
Go! Go! Go!
C'mon, you f*ck!
Son of a b*tch!
Faster, damn it!
Look at that crazy b*tch...
Get out! Get out of the way!
Take the back door!
Get out of the way, b*tches!
- She's gone up...
- She's on the rooftop!
Go, go, go!
The other way, you ret*rd!
Get up, as*h*le, get up!
Stop, b*tch!
Stop!
I'm gonna k*ll you!
You b*tch!
You're gonna die!
You're dead!
My beautiful baby...
My baby...
So beautiful...
Forgive me...
Please...
Bruna... Bruna...
what's going on, mom...
- is Bruna still awake?
- come on, mom, come on...
Bruna...
Mom!
Wake up, Bruna.
Let's go!
Come quick, mommy!
- Mom is here...
- Get us out of here, mom!
Honey, stay with me.
Everything is ok.
You're alive.
You got lucky.
The g*n failed.
The b*llet's lodge in, but it
hasn't affected your motor skills.
- Your memory...
- I remember.
The b*llet is still here.
What happened...
I don't want to
talk about Bruna.
- Take it easy...
- Doctor...
- May I...
- Later.
You have a long path to recovery.
My dearest...
You don't need to say anything.
Our little girl is resting now.
But seeing you like this, I...
You found the man, didn't you?
And?
I just saw him.
Like Henrique said,
you have a long path ahead of you.
You'll have all the time
in the world. Go rest.
I just came to drop you off.
I have to go.
Bruna is at peace now.
I'm sorry I came
without calling,
but today...
It's been a year.
It's time for you to decide.
It's a high-risk surgery.
There could be memory loss,
not to mention
motor-function risks.
There's no way to know.
Thank you for still
caring about me.
On the other hand, keeping the b*llet in,
may give you some time...
but Dr. Antonio
recommends removal.
Your condition will
only get worse.
Take care.
You may be wondering
why I disappeared for so long,
why I have this scar on my head.
I placed the g*n right here.
In the exact same place
where my daughter was shot.
Then I pulled the trigger.
I had no such luck, though.
I'm still alive.
Our last meeting was...
intense.
I thought some fresh air
would do us good.
Sometimes I fear my role in this
group might be a little vague.
Coming here, though,
could make things clearer.
At least the things I say.
About me, especially.
This is my father.
He was going to bed
when a man broke in
to the house.
They argued...
And he shot him.
The fight woke my mother up.
She went to see
what was happening.
She started screaming
when my dad was shot.
The guy hit her
so she would stop, but...
She knew him.
This is my mother.
So you know who did it.
I do.
It was my father's
business partner.
I heard everything.
But he had an alibi.
He faked a burglary.
You were just a kid.
I was nine.
That's what I wanted
to talk about.
About...
moving on...
after a loved one...
has been turned
into just a number.
I don't want to seem
egotistical,
but that tour was
for my sake, right?
You should go back to work...
reconnect with your family
and friends.
And find something that shows me
that, despite all this,
life can be wonderful.
Exactly.
But without the irony.
I'm sorry.
It's just because
I get that a lot.
I know you shared
something private,
something very personal, Natalia.
Thanks.
FOR RENHave you really given
up on the firm?
I'm taking a sabbatical.
That g*n's a beast.
Are you going to finish the job
this time?
The property has approximatelly
4 acres.
And a built area of...
If I didn't die,
it must have been for a reason.
For you to learn that g*ns
are not to be pointed at your own head.
Now I feel more carefree,
without all the horrible
thoughts I used to have.
This week I stopped
taking antidepressants.
Listening to your story
helped me a lot, Natalia.
- That's good, Katia.
- I mean it. Thanks.
I told her it would take time,
but, together, we're getting
through it, right, honey?
I know it seems impossible
for some of you,
but you can learn
to live with the pain.
- You're just fooling yourself.
- What do you mean, Carla?
I disagree with her, that's all.
You may not feel the same way,
but don't deny them that.
So you mean you can
deal with the pain?
Don't you think about
your girl being taken,
about the future
she could've had?
- You're at peace with the pain?
- Wait.
- We didn't come here for this.
- Why did you?
- To weep together?
- I think you should leave.
Don't you fantasize about a million
ways of k*lling the kidnapper?
- You mustn't say that.
- She can speak for herself!
What if I brought
the kidnapper here
- and gave you a g*n?
- Carla, enough!
- I'd put a b*llet in his head.
- Your pain is too raw.
- You don't feel that way.
- He does.
- Everyone here does.
- You don't mean that!
My baby girl was...
two weeks all alone,
with a bag over her had.
So much fear...
It must have been so terrifying!
They're the ones
who should feel scared.
For God's sake,
listen to yourselves...
This is crazy.
What about everything
we discussed here?
Those people are human beings,
no matter how terrible...
They were the ones
who made us feel this way.
- I don't agree.
- They did it to us!
"They", "they", who are "they"?
The guy who pulled the trigger?
His boss? The arms dealer?
Jesus has a plan for each
person you've lost.
I would k*ll the b*stard!
Are you happy?
Carla, wait.
Carla!
What did you want doing that?
- Are you crazy?
- Me and the entire world.
Carry on with this paranoia
and it'll be a one-way trip.
I won't be able to help you.
What have you done?
You brought out their worst.
- What on earth...
- Shouldn't I share my feelings?
Is this not the right place?
I don't need your help anymore.
I don't believe in any of this.
Carla!
Carla... Oh, my God!
Carla! Help!
Help me please!
Carla!
You didn't have to stay
the night...
Especially after all that...
Thanks.
I knew you were
losing your mind.
I was not losing it
when I said those things.
People don't realize the injury
may change their behavior.
Just forget about that idea.
Forget what you said.
Doing it, isn't justice.
I'm here to help you
with whatever you need.
Promise you'll call me.
I promise.
But who do you go to
when you need help?
Have you been working too hard?
Exercising too much?
- Lots of adrenaline?
- I've been exercising too much.
You've seen these already.
I warned you before.
If you don't remove the b*llet,
the odds are...
you'll die soon.
It's nearly certain.
It's alright.
- Thanks.
- What's up, Blondie?
Got off work early?
Yeah, I left early.
I asked you to arrest him!
There's no wrong person.
I want the name...
Hey, Blondie, you're
renting Apt 102, right?
Yeah, I'm working nearby.
Let's get a drink with Blondie,
who got rid of that old drunk.
You fixing up the place?
Your windows are all covered
in plastic and garbage bags.
It was falling apart.
I'm painting it all pink.
Wow!
Thanks.
- You're not watching the game with us?
- I'm a total jinx.
Sniffin' some snow, Blondie?
Look, Beicinho!
Blondie's already super high!
I wanna get high too.
Save 25 grams for me.
Cool, ma'am? Give me this.
This is good stuff, ain't it?
What up Grandma, I'm home!
I'm f*cking hungry!
Ditch that cell phone
and go study, you piece of sh*t.
Shut up and stop
bossing me around!
Grandma, Beicinho
keeps bugging me!
You never do anything!
- I'm the one who makes the money.
- Don't be cheeky, boy!
Watch your tone, grandma.
Ah... We're cool?
That's nice.
Praise the Lord!
Brothers and sisters, listen to me...
Jesus is the only one...
who can save your soul...
What's up, Blondie?
Back already?
You're really hooked, huh?
I'm hysterical.
I'm out of weed.
Get me some.
There's always plenty.
Be my guest.
No one can take
a hysterical b*tch.
Thanks.
Don't thank me,
give my joint back!
- Cut the crap.
- My cash is in my backpack.
Come on, Blondie, give it back.
- Come get it.
- Watch the door, kid.
What's up, Blondie?
Now do you know who I am?
Are you sure?
You can scream.
No one will hear you.
Who's the m*therf*cker who
sold you the g*n?
I want the name...
of the guy who protects
you and your friends.
I know he's a cop.
I want his name now.
I'll take this off and...
I only want one name.
If I don't hear it,
I'll rip your ear off.
I don't f*cking know.
It's Jorge, dammit!
Stop it! sh*t!
You lying son of a b*tch!
- I'm telling the truth, Blondie.
- I didn't mean you!
Are you sure you
don't remember me?
I remember you
from the "funk" party.
And when you were snorting coke.
Do you remember
playing police officer?
You hitched a ride
on the hood of my car.
I was with my daughter.
Do you remember me now?
Tell me!
You're the b*tch
who ran me over.
You shot my daughter.
sh*t, Blondie...
We were leaving.
I wouldn't harm you in any way.
But you shot anyway.
I was all jacked up, Blondie.
You ran away.
The rules are f*cking clear.
You can't run away like that.
Come on! How much
do you want?
How much to let me go?
What the hell?
I have a family.
For the love of God, don't!
- Respect...
- Watch your step first... watch it!
I want some respect, damn it!
f*ck!
f*ck!
Are you hungry?
You're so f*cked. You don't know
what you've just done.
This is a quiet place, remember?
No one will hear you.
Why are you doing this, ma'am?
- Do I really need to answer?
- Let's talk.
I'll make that kid disappear.
I've already taken care of that.
Don't f*ck' do this!
Don't k*ll me!
It was a mix-up!
I'm not doing this because you
robbed me and beat me up.
- Then why?
- This g*n I'm holding...
is the very same g*n that
k*lled my daughter.
Your friend Beicinho said
he bought it from you.
If you hadn't sold it to him,
- I wouldn't have it now, right?
- It's not just me...
How do you get these g*ns?
- Let me go, or you'll be really f*cked!
- From whom?
It's much easier for me
to just pull the trigger.
Tell me.
Luckily for you,
I'm a good cook.
After all I've experienced,
it's hard to get used
to the unexpectedness you bring.
I didn't think we'd see
each other again...
especially in a place like this.
I needed to be somewhere...
isolated, alone,
with some fresh air.
I'd also like to tell you
that the things I did
were not...
are not against you.
- It's the circumstances.
- Maybe.
Mine and yours.
How's the group doing?
Good.
We've been doing
a lot of talking.
Everything's getting back
on track again...
I guess.
Hello.
Hello?
Say something.
I know it's you.
I'll hang up.
You can keep the apartment,
if you'd like.
What are you doing?
Trying to move on. Sort of.
You're hiding something,
Carla. I know you.
Maybe I should just go
and have that surgery after all.
I might be able
to forget everything.
Bruna would understand
if you forgot her.
I'll never forget her.
She's my own flesh and blood.
But I'll have to have
that surgery anyway.
To forget what I'm going to do.
What are you going to do?
Carla, what are you going to do?
Hello?
Hello...
I used to only
have eyes for her.
Now that you're here,
I'll forgive you for sitting
at my table, for eating my pie.
I'm sorry.
I've seen you here, but I didn't
know it was your table.
All right, I forgive you.
You're a cop, aren't you?
FHP. Federal Highway Police.
Is it hard work?
Not really.
I've always heard the border
is a dangerous place.
I can handle it.
But there's a lot
of smuggling, right?
Drugs...
- Look, lady, who are you?
- I'll tell you.
My dad owns an e-gadget store.
I'm going with him to close
a deal in Paraguay.
I see.
You're a smuggler, aren't you?
How much for my silence?
Just kidding, cutie.
Just kidding.
You should have seen your face.
But, if I have any problems,
will you help me out?
Sure...
It depends on what you're
willing to offer, honey.
It's ok.
SNACKS AND PIZZA
sh*t!
f*cking b*tch!
What the f*ck?
Hey...
little kitty...
Those crosses, the numbers...
What happened to your parents...
The memory of that tragedy
stayed with me.
Forgive me.
It wasn't my intention.
I mean it's left its mark.
That's why I came to invite you.
You hold the key to the
next steps of my life.
Where are we?
What is this, a factory?
You'll see.
What's that smell?
- Calm down, Natalia.
- Let go of me!
Chill out, I won't hurt you.
That's not why
I brought you here.
What's that?
- Let me go. I wanna go!
- Sit down. Sit down!
Sit down.
I've brought you here
to help me.
- I want to leave!
- Wait!
If you leave...
I'll k*ll these three men.
You asked me...
who's to blame?
The guy who pulled the trigger?
The one who sold the g*n?
I actually don't know
the answer.
I need your help.
This is Lima...
Beicinho...
and Jorge.
The real question is...
- Who's the less guilty?
- No!
- Don't do it!
- Why not?
How many guys will show up
to take this dealer's place?
Ten? Fifteen?
They're probably already there.
That doesn't matter now.
Do you think it ends with them?
Are they the last ones,
the only ones?
Of course we're still missing...
the owner of the g*n factory,
the retirees
from the pension funds...
who are the shareholders.
But these three here, they represent
what we talked about quite well.
This is crazy. You're crazy.
Didn't you yourself say that
everyone's gone nuts?
It's so hard.
This is not the way to get
justice, you know that.
So convince me.
Do you want to lose
your life to them too?
Like your daughter did?
Because you will.
You k*ll them, and then what?
Then...?
I'll forget.
There's nothing left
for me then.
You don't understand, do you?
If you brought me here,
It's because part of you
doesn't want to do this.
Or else you'd have
k*lled them all, already.
You didn't bring me
here to watch.
I brought you here to help this
group figure out what happened.
Because, with the other
group, you try to figure out...
what happens
after the shot is fired.
I want to understand
what happens before that.
My name is Carla.
I'm an attorney.
Separated.
I had a daughter.
Do you want to say
something, Beicinho?
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to sh**t
your daughter.
You didn't convince me.
Lady, help me!
This b*tch is crazy!
What?
Your turn, Natalia.
Where are you from, Beicinho?
I'm from Asude Village, ma'am.
What was your childhood like?
What do you mean?
Your childhood.
- What was it like? Hard?
- Hard...? Yes.
Very hard, ma'am.
My father used to beat me up.
When I didn't bring money
home, he would tie me up
and give me a beating
in our backyard.
Liar.
He's saying that so
we feel sorry for him.
He has no father. He lives
with his grandma and sister.
My father died, ma'am.
I used to have one.
But "the now is what matters",
right, Natalia?
So many people suffer losses
and don't do what I'm doing?
So many lose their parents
and don't do what this guy did!
But you introduced
yourself to this group.
You talked about your
profession, your divorce.
Doesn't this kid have
the right to have a past too?
Is he just the shot
that hit Bruna?
Here, right now...
that's all he is.
If you want to play
this "now" game
just to feel good
about k*lling three people...
It's either us or them.
Wanna talk, officer?
You're dead.
You're dead. You
just don't know it.
It's the opposite.
I know I'm dead.
Plus this as*h*le here
is a f*cking snitch!
Go f*ck yourself, Jorge.
You're much worse than me.
I had nothing to do with that.
I don't know where
the g*ns I sell end up.
It's not the salesman's fault
if the car he sells
runs someone over.
Let me go, lady,
please let me go.
I'll handle these scumbags
who f*cked up your life.
I can feel you don't really
want to pull that trigger.
Me? I'm quite used to it now.
Right...
What about you?
You can't deny anything.
Well... I'm sorry.
For God's sake...
What do you want
me to do? Beg?
Please...
Is repentance not accepted here?
He doesn't regret anything
he's done.
He regrets getting
into this mess.
You're a fascist.
Who do you think
you are? God?
I wanted to dig deeper into what
happened to your parents.
I'm sorry.
Your dad was stealing from me.
I came over, we argued,
he threatened me.
I just defended myself.
Shut up! Stop!
Why are you doing this to him?
He's your friend!
Miss...
Please let me go.
Please let us out.
Let's talk this through...
- just you and us...
- Let us go...
- Lady, please...
- Don't wake her up...
Have mercy on us...
Shhh!
And my mother?
It was an accident.
She came when we were
in the heat of the argument.
- I was startled.
- Bullshit.
I heard it.
I heard her begging for mercy.
If I could just go
back in time...
You can't.
You ex*cuted her.
Wait!
You don't have to do this.
I'm sorry I made
you relive it all.
I just need you
to understand me.
It's over.
You're right.
Carla...
- Go get that f*cking b*tch!
- Get her!
No!
- Carla!
- k*ll her!
k*ll this f*cking wh*re!
k*ll her!
Let me go!
k*ll her!
Die! Die!
Die!
Die!
Get off me!
Carla!
Let go of her!
Let go of her!
Move! Move!
Move... Move!
Does it hurt?
They were going to k*ll you.
And, as time goes on,
they're going to keep trying.
I know.
Are you okay?
Did you k*ll him?
Can you forgive me?
They made me become
just like them.
You said I was right.
It wasn't about that...
What did you mean?
Now it's too late.
Now you'll remove
the b*llet, right?
And all will be fine for you.
I'm not going to have
the surgery anymore.
I have to live with my choices.
You were right.
BARBARIAN ACACT - 1
VENGEANCE
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