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One is a former federal officer,
been in deep cover for five years.
going to come for him.
The other one is a professional
criminal, escaped prison twice,
spent half his life on the
Well, if there's anything
we can do to help the DSS...
Two things.
One, I need a translator.
We have plenty in the public
relations department.
Elena Neves.
A patrol officer?
You heard me.
But why? We have many
more experienced people.
I like her smile.
What's the second thing?
Stay the f*** out of my way.
Brian.
Hm?
I have something
I have to tell you.
VINCE:
God damn.What a mess!
Where you been, man?
And you just better answer
the goddamn question.
Stop it!
Both of you.
Where were you, Vince?
Guys all over the favelas
asking about you.
Couldn't get out of there without
leading them straight to you.
Had to wait them out.
That is such horseshit
That was your job,
and those were your guys! Hey!
Hey! Enough, O'Conner!
If he said he didn't do it,
he didn't do it.
Go walk it off.
REYES:
Look, I would love to expandmy operations into your countries
but, quite frankly, your business
methods are too violent.
Let me tell you a true story.
Portuguese and the Spanish came here,
each trying to get the country
from their natives.
The Spaniards arrived, guns blazing,
determined to prove who was boss.
The natives killed
every single Spaniard.
Personally, I prefer
the methods of the Portuguese.
They came bearing gifts.
Mirrors, scissors, trinkets.
Things that the natives
couldn't get on their own,
but to continue receiving them, they
had to work for the Portuguese.
And that's why all Brazilians
speak Portuguese today.
Now, if you dominate
the people with violence,
they will eventually fight back
because they have nothing to lose.
And that's the key.
I go into the favelas and
give them something to lose.
Electricity, running water,
And for that taste
of a better life,
I own them.
Gentlemen.
(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)
I apologize for
the interruption.
Senior Reyes,
may I speak with you?
We've found them.
Pardon me, gentlemen.
DOM:
Almost wishI didn't see that.
Almost.
Wait, Dom.
Mia was on that train.
My sister!
I didn't know.
I wouldn't do anything to hurt her.
You set up the deal!
I thought the job
was for the cars.
I didn't know.
All they want is the chip.
Damn!
You should've come clean.
What's going on out here?
Nothing.
Please, Dom, just let me have the chip.
I can take this to them.
They'll give it to Reyes
and set things right.
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