01x03 - Scar

[bunniefuu]

[crowd cheering, clapping]

[cheering, clapping continues]

[ref] Fighters to the center.

Touch gloves if you want.

Return to your corners.

Stay focused, Marcelo!

[crowd clamor]

[ref] Are you ready?

Are you ready?

- Fight!
- [crowd roars]

You're weak!

[growls]

[Hammer] Keep your guard nice and high.
You gotta fight.

Circle out, Marcelo!

[Olívia] Get out of there!

Toni let you off the leash?
What's the matter? You lost?

You scared?

[Hammer] Off the f*cking fence!

Circle out, Marcelo!

You don't belong here, man.
You should be in a mad house.

[Marcelo grunts in pain]

[shrill tone builds]

[honks]

Loser! [taunting laugh]

[Yana] See, Dad?

He's really good.

Alright, breathe.

Deep breaths.

You gotta focus, Marcelo. Concentrate.

f*cking weak a*s!

[Toni] Don't feed into his games, dammit.

You hear me?

If you let your anger control you,
you'll lose.

You'll get knocked out.

Stick to the plan.
Defend yourself first, then attack.

[Hammer] You got this, Marcelo.

[crowd chanting] Malamute!

- Now fight!
- [crowd chanting] Malamute!

Dodge! Be quick!

- Well done!
- Come on, f*ck!

- Nice!
- [crowd roars]

- Let's go!
- Nice!

Good job. Good job!

That's it!

[crowd roars]

Don't let go! Hang on.

No way you're taking my arm, m*therf*cker.

You're f*cking weak! You're weak, man!

You're not winning this.

- f*cking weak-a*s.
- [ref] Stop!

[crowd chanting] Lazarus!

[chant continues] Lazarus! Lazarus!

You're doing good, Marcelo.
You're doing really well.

[Hammer] You're back in the game.
Keep it up.

Keep up the pace. You gotta go in strong.

[coach] We need to switch it up,
break his rhythm.

Shut the hell up,
I know what I'm f*cking doing.

[coach] Go for it, kid! Let's go!

[crowd chanting] Lazarus!

Now, fight!

[growls]

[frenzied drum beat]

[Malamute] You're not a fighter.
You wanted to k*ll Wagner!

m*rder*r.

[shrill tone]

[Malamute] m*rder*r.

m*rder*r.

m*rder*r.

[taunting laugh]

f*ck you!

f*cking psycho.

[taunting laugh]

[Olívia] Watch it! Careful, look out.

No…

Get out of there! Come on!

[Olívia] Scramble! Scramble!

He's not holding on.
Hey, protect yourself!

- Fight back!
- Hold him, hold him, goddammit!

Hey, get up! f*ck!

[Toni] Stop! Stop! Enough!

Ref, enough!

It's over! Call it!

[mangled music playing]

[crazed laughter]

[Malamute, echoes] Who's
the m*therf*cker Number 1?

You alright?

I got you, I got you. I got you.

Stay calm. Easy, now. Easy. Easy.

I got ya. You're alright. Stay calm.

[frenzied theme music playing]

WRATH

[music stops]

- [Marcelo growls]
- [metallic thuds]

[heavy breathing]

[Toni] Quit it!

You really think this is gonna help?

Is your attitude right now
gonna change what happened?

That's why Malamute
messed with your mind in the ring today.

Wow, how useful!

Malamute played you
like a f*cking fiddle. Why?

Because you went in there thinking

that fighting is the same
as punching a damn locker!

And it's not!

If that's what you were taught,
it was all wrong.

Oh, you mad at me now?

You wanna punch me in the face? Fine.

Show me what you got. Hit me in the face.

f*cking do it, come on!

There, see? Cut it out.

Listen. Listen to me.

If you let anger take over you,

you are never gonna win.

You catch my drift?
I wanna hear you say it.

Easy now. You're fine. Relax.

Listen up, son.

'Cause today…

in that ring, before going apeshit,

you behaved like a true fighter, Marcelo.

You're a fighter. I can see it, son.

[Tank] You messed up in there.

You kept pounding that bum's f*cking face.

Like, crazy, man.
You shoulda just broken his leg.

What the f*ck are you saying?
I wouldn't break anyone's leg. Jesus.

In the ring, everyone's equal.
f*ck's the matter with you?

[man] Who taught you that bullshit, man?

Antônio Trindade?

That's it, right?

Guess what, I did some research
on your name. It's actually Malamute.

It's a breed of dog as it turns out.

Is that true?

Hmm?

Will you give me your paw if I ask?

Can you sit? Roll over?

[tense silence]

Just kidding.

Thought I'd try to lighten the mood.
Don't mind me.

Just here to meet you, man.

You're our new star here at Alpha Rio.

Isn't that right?

They're all treating you well?

Yeah. Great.
Your daughter makes me strong.

You taught her well. [ingratiating laugh]

You don't need to kiss up to me, you know.

We'll have a talk about your future later.

And, next time…

Rip the leg.

Right off.

Nice fight, right, Toni?

Marcelo's really good.

But I was right.

Yeah, we both were.

He wasn't ready. It was too soon.

Yeah, you think?

[door slams]

- Excuse me.
- Of course.

[ominous music playing]

He's good.

You know, Toni's new guy is also good.
Real good.

Well, I thought he was a little green.

Well, let him flourish.

[Yana] Hmm.

What's up, Stomper?

Didi would like to see you.

Right now.

Here, I'll take that.

Alright, buddy, we're going to see Didi.

Let's go.

I should just pull this f*cking trigger
and get it over with.

You better forget you saw me, got it?

You better shut your f*cking mouth
if you don't want anyone else to die.

You'd best disappear.

Don't forget you got a b*llet lodged
in your skull. You don't want another one.

[breathing heavily]

[Didi] This is my dinner nowadays.

Yep, you reach a certain age and…
f*ck! It's not working.

- Out.
- [disgusted sigh]

What do you want, Dienifer?

Wagner Earthquake. Know the guy?

Out of nowhere, he shows up here
with his pockets full of cash.

You know what? There's more.
He's gonna pay every month.

Kind of funny, right?

He had nothing, no savings,
no fights, no job, he was f*cking broke!

Yeah, but some guardian angel
stepped in and saved him.

What did you expect, Didi?
It's what's responsible.

- Come on, Marcelo nearly k*lled him.
- Your first responsibility is to pay me.

Not help a goddamned loser.

Can I take the trash out?

- Ah, Fabrizio, come on.
- Didi.

So, I'll make it simple, 'k?

No more installments.

Until you pay back what you owe me,

all your fight money
comes to me from now on.

f*cking stop watching out for everyone.

You gotta take care of me
like I take care of you.

[scoffs]

Leave. Fabrizio can give you a ride.

- [whirring]
- Ah! Ha, ha, ha!

Ah, finally. f*ck me.

It's fine. I can walk.

Come on, let's go.

[whirring, beep]

[door opens]

[door closes]

- You eat?
- [Marcelo] Uh-uh.

What the f*ck happened to your face?

That's not from the fight. What happened?

I got hurt.

How the f*ck?

Hey, who did it?

Was it Malamute?

He picked a fight
in the locker room? Is that it?

No one hurt me, Toni, it's fine.

If you're not gonna trust me, Marcelo,

I'm gonna have a hard time helping you.

Come closer.

With your chair.

Man…

Did you get followed?

In the arena?

Henrique Novaes?

- He came after you?
- Who's he?

It's better if you don't know the guy.

Stay away from him.

Saved you a plate of food. You hungry?

You should eat.

[metallic scrape]

[metallic crash]

[groans, exhales]

[children yelping, laughing from outside]

[Marcelo] What's wrong, Paulina?

Did you fall?

It's that stupid jerk Hugo.

He's awful.

That a friend of yours?

He's a big idiot.

I was on my way home from school and…

He started saying stuff about my mother.

I don't have a mom, and he knows it.

No dad either.

[emotive music playing]

[Paulina] It makes me so mad.

[Marcelo inhales, exhales]

I get mad too.

Get ready on one, on two you hit.

Straight jab, go.

One-two.

One-two.

One-two. One-two.
One-two. One-two. One-two.

Two. Two. Two.

[Olívia] Oh, wow! Very nice.

Look at that.
We've got a new fighter training with us.

Yeah, a new student. Love it.

What you got there?

We're gonna need a hand.
There's more outside.

Go get it, you two.

Morning! Oss. Trindade disciples.

[Hammer] Morning!

[Catolé] Come on. Today's the day.

- [Gabi] Everyone's here. Amazing!
- [Catolé] Big day.

- Oh, wow!
- [Hammer] Split up, everyone.

Let's split the chores.

Let's go, troops,
we've got a place to revive.

This is Trindade, f*ck yeah!

- Yeah!
- [all cheering]

[Hammer] Yeah, let's f*cking do this.

[Catolé] Yeah!

Hey, yo! Careful with the trophies,
for f*ck's sake!

[upbeat music playing]

[Hammer] That's it, Catolé.

Get it done.

- [crash]
- [Toni] Hey!

[silence]

What's going on here?

I'm just gonna tell you the issue.

Yeah, so I think that…

everyone that knows Trindade
knows it 'cause they know you.

They've heard of Stomper,
and all that stuff…

But the gym itself? No one knows it.
It's not even on the map,

not on the Internet,
no one knows it's here.

No one knows what it's like.
The few who do hear of it,

those who decide to check it out,
think it's run down.

[Toni] That's not what matters, sweetie.

What's important is
the work we do with everyone.

Who cares about posting on the Internet?

[Gabi] I get it,
but we've got to promote the place.

We've gotta push forward,
we need this to yield a better return.

- Return? Sweetie--
- Look at all the room we got, come on.

Are… Are you on something?

Where's this coming from?

This gym is my mission.

I created Trindade
in order to pay it forward.

The money's not the point. You know that.

- But right now you need money, right?
- Who doesn't?

Want me to just watch you
collect trash till you die?

Or doing deliveries till you croak?
I don't wanna see that, no.

Listen to me.

- Hmm, go for it.
- Let's…

do some painting.

Clean up a little, alright?

[Toni] Clean what?

Create a website, Instagram account…

Open up spots for new students,
white belts…

I know you don't have the patience,
but I'll handle it.

- [Toni chuckles softly]
- Let's do it, come on.

God, you make me do crazy things, Gabi.

You know what? I also thought
of something with Hammer.

There's an event coming up.
It sounds like a good gig. It's amateur.

[Toni] Hmm?

Portuga's organizing.

Marcelo could fight,
win with his hands behind his back.

- There's Olívia and Catolé…
- [Toni] Not happening.

Sweetie, I'm up for just about any event,
except Portuga's. You get that?

But are you up for the new Trindade?

Since you're putting me on the spot…

[Gabi chuckles]

Guys, we got a yes to update Trindade!

[upbeat music playing]

{\an8}FIGHTING GYM

[music fades]

[Hammer] Come over here, kid.

Drop this stuff here.
I'll handle it later.

Welcome to Jackhammer's museum.

I keep all this stuff others throw out.

Hence, the museum.

Pretty cool, huh?

All of Rio's fighting history
is right here.

So, what do you want to know? Go for it.

[Marcelo] I've been meaning
to show you this.

[ominous chords play]

[Hammer] Hey, where'd you get it, man?

A friend found it in the trash.

Ah.

Wait a sec. I think I got something here…

Related to that.

Should be in here.

ARCHIVE

[Hammer] Man, where did it go?

Could've sworn it was in here.

Ah! Got it! Here.

Forbidden Fights, '95.

The guys used to wear those to fight.

Check it out.

What the f*ck?

Goddammit!

Tell you what.

Here, go ahead. You can take it.

Try to find somewhere to watch it.
But I want it back.

[intriguing music playing]

Alright, enough. Go get the lighter.

[Gabi] I always do everything, dammit.

[Olívia] Boohoo, hurry.

[Marcelo] Hey.

Hey, how's it going?

Is, uh, Gabi here?

Seen her?

[playfully] Depends. Got a date?

Hey, Marcelo.

You guys stay. I'll leave you to it.

[Gabi] You good?

You think you can get this to work?

[intriguing music continues]

[indistinct shouts on video]

[indistinct shouts continue]

[music turns somber]

Hey, he's not stopping, man! Damn.

- Marcelo, I can't watch this.
- Gabi, I have to watch it.

[indistinct shouting resumes]

[Gabi sighs]

[buzzing]

[buzzing builds]

[shrill buzzing cl*max]

[Gabi] Marcelo?

[fierce grunts]

[buzzing stops]

- [Marcelo grunts]
- Marcelo?

- [grunts]
- What's wrong?

Every time I get a memory, it feels like…

my head's gonna pop. It's crazy.

[deep sigh]

This was shot in 1995.

That is not what you're remembering.

Hey.

It wasn't you.

I know, but there's…

some sort of symbol on the wall.

It's just like this one.

I don't know what it is.

But if it's still going on?

What if those fights are still a thing?
All that could still exist.

What if I'm a part of it?

[pulsating ominous music playing]

[trunk opens]

[man] It's him.

[trunk slams]

[tires screech]

- [Hammer] Come on, Catolé.
- Looks sick, huh?

[Catolé] Don't let go.
You'll wreck it. Piece of junk.

[Hammer] What? Piece of junk?
It's vintage, man.

[upbeat rhythmic music playing]

Yo! Quit sleeping.

[Hammer] What?

Yeah, boy, yeah!

- What? Yeah, dude!
- Yeah!

Hey, yo! The new Trindade shirts are in.

I want all of you wearing one
out on the street.

Got it guys, yeah?

So, the bathrooms are in the back…
Paulina can show you.

Hey! Come here, Catolé! Jackhammer.

- Hey!
- The handsome guys, right?

Listen to the veteran.
f*ck the goddamned photo.

- Let's get to training.
- [Gabi] You even showered today, man.

I want all of you there.
Just gather round back there, guys.

[Gabi] Take your earrings and shoes off…

I don't want anyone losing an ear.

One. Two.

Three. Four.

Five.

Come on, Paulina! Six. Come on. Seven.

Eight. Nine.

Eyes on me, guys. Ten. Yes.

Dodge, dodge.

Nice.

[thuds]

[Gabi] Just the jab,
then a straight cross.

You got a big fight coming up.

It'll be tough but worth it.

He's really good.

Guy's name is Chuck.
Great grappler. He's the best these days.

But it's not a problem.
We don't need to worry about it.

Jackhammer.

He's gonna be
your ground fighting trainer.

Hey, Hammer! Got a job for you.
Big fight coming up.

Oh, great.

Oss.

- [Toni] Oss.
- Let's go.

You've gotta trap the arm.

- [Toni] Trap it!
- Shut the arm down.

Here. The other hand
goes under the head. See?

- You feel my arm under your head, right?
- [Toni] If you slip, game over.

[Hammer] Hang on tight.
Don't let your opponent escape.

Then you put
your hands together like this.

Hips need to go down,
and then you lower your head.

Your ear to the other guy's.

- See?
- [Toni] Alright.

Yeah? See how I lowered my hips?

- Felt the pressure?
- Hmm.

Alright, try it on me.

I'll show you another move after. Ready?

[Toni] No, on the other side.

- That's it.
- [Hammer] Nice.

- Arm. Watch it.
- [Toni] Crucial.

Hips down a little. Track my arm.

- Very nice.
- Keep 'em down. Nice and low, good.

Yeah, it's good. Yes.

[Toni] Press down hard.
Bend the other leg.

No. The left one. Alright.

- [Hammer] That's good.
- [Toni] Good leg work.

Now twist towards him,
turn slowly towards his head, but watch--

Stop, stop, stop! Enough! f*cking stop!

sh*t, he's out!

Grab his legs. Hold his legs.

Buddy! Hammer, hey!
Wake up, brother. Hammer!

- Hey, buddy. Hey, brother.
- [Hammer groans]

Wake up. Hey, hey, Hammer. Come back, man.

Hey. Hey! There you are.

- [breathless laughing]
- [Toni] Hey, he choked you out, bro!

[Hammer grunts]

Alright, easy.

Uh-oh!

Easy. Take your time getting up, man.
Hold on.

[Toni chuckling]

Really good.
If you hold the guy in a kata-gatame…

[Toni laughing]

…the dude's totally f*cked.

[Hammer] Beautiful!

- Kiss a*s, come on! Go for it!
- Come on, stop him!

[Hammer] Grab him real tight!

[frantic fight music playing]

Hang on!

- [heavy breathing]
- [Hammer] Hold it, dammit.

Enough! Enough!

You alright, man?

Trindade, f*ck!

- [Hammer] Good job!
- Huh!

[crowd roars]

Trindade, yeah! It's all you!

Oh, well done!

[Hammer cheers]

Congratulations! You did good!

Lazarus.

[presenter] And the winner is…

Marcelo Lazarus!

[crowd chanting] Lazarus!

Lazarus! Lazarus! Lazarus!

Lazarus!

Check this out.
Lazarus beats the sh*t out of Chuck.

Yeah? Whatever. They're both weak.

Yeah, that's good. That's the spirit.

That's the kind of thinking
that'll make you a great fighter.

That's the kind of mindset
you need to excel.

You wanna be great?

- Yes, sir.
- Then, here. Put on your armor.

[Malamute] Damn!

[chuckling] Check that out.

sh*t, you're the man, Marcelo!
Yes, so f*cking nice, man!

Yeah, great. You won the bonus prize too.

- Nicely done.
- What is it?

Two kilos of whey protein! Imported.

[Olívia whoops]

[all] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

[all laughing]

[Catolé] You nailed it.
You did what I taught you.

- Come on, let's go to a reggae party.
- [Catolé] Yeah!

Come on, nah. Nah, nah, nah.

[Catolé] Come on, let's do this.

No, you guys go.
This old man needs some rest.

- I'm gonna go home.
- I'm in, I'm in, I'm in, guys.

Hey, I know. Our guy Hammer's paying.

[Gabi laughing]

One beer per person, just one. That's it.

- I mean it, guys.
- [Olívia] Let's go!

[Catolé] Back off Hammer, guys.

[Toni] Uh, that's it, son.

[grunts] Goodnight, see you soon.

[crowd cheering outside]

[presenter] The big fight
is coming up next.

Neco The Thrasher against Júnior Malamute!

Toni the Stomper. Good to see you.

The Stomper's in the house.

I got here late
so I didn't see your new guy.

What a shame.

I mean, Chuck's a predator. Congrats.

So, hey. Word on the street is
Marcelo Lazarus and you are cousins.

Or just acquaintances?

Where'd you find the guy? Eh?

[threatening music playing]

On his way to the cage,
the present and future of MMA!

Júnior…

Malamute!

Our hero's fighting for Alpha Miami!

[edgy music playing]

Hey, guys, gimme a minute.

Come on, I wanna see Marcelo
dragging his face on the canvas.

Come on, man, let's get wasted.

- [Gabi] You coming?
- Be there in just a sec.

- [Gabi] Where are you going?
- I'll join you.

[Gabi] Why though? You okay?

[ominous music playing]

You're following me! Why?

Hey, man, I said you need to get lost.

What? Do you think
they're not gonna recognize your face?

Who are you talking about?

[hammer clicks] Tell me.

I don't want to k*ll you.

If I wanted to, I woulda done it.

[Marcelo grunts]

You forgot everything.

That b*llet wiped your memory clean, huh?

Then you got lucky.

Hey, you're better off
forgetting the life we had.

[shrill tone]

[thunderclap echoes]

[music stops]

You can count it.

Just this pocket change, old man?

You really think I don't know
how much they pay for these events?

The rest went to Marcelo.

- What's his is his, that's mine.
- Man, it's all for Didi.

You also gave her cash away to Wagner.

f*cking sh*t.

Take this supplement we won.

It's imported, best quality.

It's gotta be worth 500 bucks.
f*cking keep it.

- Yeah, like this supplement, you f*ck!
- [dull thud]

You think no one noticed
you upgraded Trindade?

[both grunt]

Where'd you get the money, as*h*le?

You old piece of sh*t!
You f*cking b*stard!

Marcelo! Stop!

Dammit, stop, Marcelo! Stop, stop!

Please, easy. Calm down.

- Come on.
- [Marcelo grunts]

Quit it. It's fine, relax.

[Fabrizio breathing heavily]

[breathing heavily, coughs]

[Fabrizio gasps]

Get out of here, Fabrizio.

Get the f*ck up and go.

Alright, let's go.

[groans]

[groans]

[presenter] An incredible victory
from this young star of Brazilian MMA!

Those f*ck are gonna pay.

- Júnior Malamute!
- f*ck yeah! [taunting laugh]

Hey, I wanna say something.

Hey, yo, with all due respect…

I want to say thanks to my coach

and current manager, Henrique Novaes.

I'm Malamute!
So make some f*cking noise, y'all!

Come on!

[Yana] So Malamute's
with Alpha Miami now, Dad?

Yana,

Malamute is with Miami
'cause it's what's right for his career.

- You know that.
- [sighs]

That part I get.

The problem is,
you did the switch on your own.

I didn't know.
You just did what you chose to.

- So you stole my fighter--
- Didn't you steal Toni's fighter?

- That's not what matters.
- But you stole him from Toni.

- Why didn't you tell me though?
- Yana… Yana, come on, sweetheart.

You own 51% of Alpha Rio.
You also own 5% of Alpha Miami.

- 5%.
- 5%. So we're associates.

We're not rivals.

I booked a fight for Malamute.

We'd signed a contract,
I'd found a sponsor.

- It's just when you pull stuff like this…
- Hey, hey, hey…

What's going on, honey?
Hey, sweetie, easy.

You'll find another fighter, huh?

You're the best talent scout.

Out of everyone,
who's best at finding talent?

- I am.
- You got that right.

And if you have trouble finding one,
I'll give you a hand, 'cause I'm your dad.

I wouldn't screw you over.

Can we drop it now?

Next time, just warn me, alright?

[puffing]

[puffs]

[grunts]

[strained grunt]

[pained breathing]

[pulsating tense music playing]

[puffs]

[strains]

[exhales raspberry]

[grunts from inside apartment]

[grunts continue]

[dry thuds]

[strained grunt]

[strained grunt]

[blows out]

[pained grunt]

Gabi? Sweetie!

- Are you alright?
- [Gabi panting]

Well, I called Portuga.

You wanna corner me?

Of course. Just let me get ready.
I'll be right there.

[breathlessly] And I need braids, gel…

- [Olívia] Be right back.
- Alright.

[Toni] Man, where's my soda?

[Hammer] I can't get used to
seeing you only drink soda.

[Toni] Get used to it.
I quit drinking forever.

[upbeat samba music playing]

Feels good to see
that Trindade sign up there, huh?

Sure does.

Love it, yeah.

- [Hammer] Cheers.
- [man] God bless you.

Alright, I should get back to it.

I'll get my things.

Yo, I'm gonna have stuff
to sell you later. Got that?

Hey, Toni.

Wow. The place is looking nice.

It's great.

You want a rematch, don't you?

Well, actually,
Malamute's not my fighter anymore, so…

that's not gonna be possible.

You and Marcelo at Alpha Rio.

I need a new fighter.

Marcelo needs someone to train him.

And I know you need cash, Toni.

You drove all the way here
to discuss that?

Better turn that car around.

How about I pay your debt to Dienifer?

I'll handle it
so you can take it off your mind.

In return, you come work for me.
It's good for the two of us.

Yeah…

[Toni laughs] Right.

That sounds amazing.
Where do I sign my soul away, boss?

- Toni…
- You're just like your father, Yana.

- Toni…
- [Toni] Or worse.

At least your pops worked his a*s off,
I'll admit it.

Yeah, he's been through the wringer.

He has, not you.

You were born
with a silver spoon in your mouth

and you think
everyone's here to serve you.

I would never want to have to lean on you.

You can go now.

[inhales, clicks teeth]

[door closes, motor starts]

[ominous music playing]

Portuga.

Look who's here.

The Smokeman.

You just blew away.

Gone without a note.

- [Marcelo] I need some information.
- [scoffs]

Information?

What is it, detective?

It's about a club. Back in '95.

An event sort of like this one,
but behind closed doors.

The fighters were wearing masks.

There was a symbol on the walls.

Like this one. Ever see it?

[scoffs]

No, never.
Doesn't ring a f*cking bell, man.

I'll give you friendly advice.

Dude, I don't know sh*t about your past,

but I know some folks are on your heels.

You'd better watch it.

And don't bring trouble here.

[music fades]

[ominous music resumes]

[man] I hadn't seen that in a long time.

It's you, isn't it?

Have we met before?

What you're looking for?
It's out on the old road.

An abandoned factory.

But I wouldn't go there if I were you.

If you do though…

do me a favor.

You gotta burn that place to the ground.

[ominous music intensifies]

[music fades]

Morning, Su.

Mr. Novaes, surprised you're here.

I've sent you many texts today
and got no answer.

Dad, I've been super busy, that's all.

- Come with me to the Malamute fight?
- [scoffs]

Please, come on. You kidding right now?

[Henrique] Wanna tell me
why you're in such a good mood?

Alright.

I'm down a fighter. Does that ring a bell?

I tried to bring Lazarus
to come train at Alpha Rio,

to no avail, so I'm in a terrible mood.

You were hoping to get Toni
on your side? He said no.

Right. It's your fault.

He hates you so I have to pay.

How about you give me 24 hours,
and I can fix that for you.

No, I don't want that.

Honey, you're not asking for anything,
but I'm offering.

I've got a meeting now. Enjoy the fight.

[crowd roars]

Alright, your turn, champ.

Come on.

You're gonna win this.

[rhythmic applause]

[crowd clamoring]

How are you all doing, guys?

[crowd cheers]

We've got on this side of the ring,

the one and only,
she can hit like nobody else,

Vanessa…

Cratera!

[crowd cheers]

And on the other side of the ring,

finally, after a two-year break
from fighting,

tonight is the night…

Gabriela…

the Beast…

Trindade!

[intense electronic music playing]

BEAST

Who called my dad?

That's not what matters right now.
Focus on the fight.

You're cornering me.

Focus on the fight, that's all.

[ref] Respect the rules,
respect each other.

Touch gloves if you want to.

I'm gonna break your knee.

[ref] You ready? Are you ready?

Now, fight!

[music turns tense]

Straight jab, Gabriela!
Circle round, move! Move!

[Gabriela grunts]

[spectator] k*ll her! k*ll her!

Yeah, that's it, that's it.

[crowd chanting] Ooh, she'll k*ll you.
Ooh, she'll k*ll you.

Ooh, she'll k*ll you.
Ooh, she'll k*ll you.

Pivot your leg! Come on! Turn around!

Lock her in!

Protect your bad leg.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

[Olívia] That's it, Gabriela!

Good. Mount her, Gabriela. You got this.

Take her to the fence.
Right up to the fence!

[Gabi grunts in pain]

[crowd chanting] Ooh, she'll k*ll you!
Ooh, she'll k*ll you!

That's it, you got it. Let's go, Gabriela.

Yes! Finish her!

[Gabriela grunting]

[Vanessa] I'll make you retire again!

[crowd roars]

Watch it, Gabriela.
Gabriela, protect yourself.

Dammit!

[Olívia] Feint, Gabriela, guard your face!

[horn blows]

[ref] Let go of her!

Go to your corner.

Coward.

Uh… No.

[Olívia] Want to continue?

You've gotta block her kicks.

She's gonna blow my knee out.

She's not, no.
You won't let her. There's no way.

She won't get to.

Here, I'll check your leg.

You wanna keep going?

She won't stop.

[breaths out]

Switch stances.

[Gabi] It's over.

[Toni] Use your strong leg.

Use the strong leg to push forward.

Everyone's got fear.

[breathes out]

[pulsating beat fades up]

[crowd clamoring]

[Olívia] f*ck yeah!

That's it!

[sobbing]

[Olívia] You f*cking won!

[laughing] That was awesome!

Amazing! [delighted laughter]

[shimmering piano playing]

[Olívia] We are Trindade! f*ck yeah!

[breathless sobs]

[Toni] Good fight, sweetie.

The cash is for you.

Three thousand.
I know it's not enough, but…

That's not why I came.

It's what I'm here for.

[music stops]

[dog barking]

[ominous music playing softly]

- [music distorts]
- [nightmarish buzzing builds]

[buzzing fades]

[crackling]

[overlapping crowd voices]

[Toni] Refrain from anger
and turn from wrath.

- [abrupt silence]
- [Toni] Do not fret.

It only leads to evil.

For those who are evil will be destroyed,

but those who hope in the Lord
will inherit the land.

[clamor from street]

[sirens approaching]

[sirens closer]

There's a fire!

[sirens blaring]

[ominous music playing]

FIGHTING GYM

[somber music playing]

[music fades]

[closing theme music playing]

[music stops]