City of Men

Synopsis: In the slum in Morro da Sinuca, a couple of days before turning eighteen year-old, Laranjinha tells his best friend and also orphan Acerola that he misses his unknown father. Acerola decides to help his needy friend to find his father and they discover that he is in prison convicted for killing a man during a robbery and near to be released on parole. Meanwhile, Acerola's wife and babysitter Cris is invited to work in São Paulo and she sees the chance to raise money to buy a house of her own; she tells Acerola that he must take care of their son Clayton alone for one year. When the owner of the hill and Laranjinha's cousin Madrugadão is betrayed by his right-hand Nefasto, he is expelled from the slum and Laranjinha and Acerola have also to leave the hill. While Madrugadão plots a plan to invade and recover the hill with the support of the gang of the drug lord from Morro do Careca, Acerola and Laranjinha unravel the past of their fathers.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Paulo Morelli
Production: Miramax Films
  5 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
106 min










Sh*t, Fasto.

It's f***ing hot today.

Hot, my ass.

A gangsta never feels the heat.

- Sure is hot, man.

- Hot as hell.

- F***ing sun...

- It's damn hot.

Beach time!

- You crazy?

- Down to the beach, man.

That's asking for trouble, brother.

I'm putting on my suit, dude.

- You serious, Midnight?

- You bet, Tina.

Use the hose, bro.

I'll even hold it for you.

What's that, Fasto?

You'll hold my hose?

Hey, man,

he wants to hold my hose!

F*** off!

Come on, let's go to the beach.

You wanna go for a swim?

Okay, buddy.

That's why I like you, bro.

Tina, go get the walkie-talkies

and guns in the shack.

Bette, tell the cops

we're coming through.

You wanna swim?

You got it, bro!

Hey, Wallace!


Wake up, honey!

I gotta go to work.

Look after Clayton, okay?

I'll be back tonight.

Bye! Love you...

- Hey, Ace! What's up?

- Hey, how's it going?

Remember what today is?

The 3rd!

- Look over there!

- Where are they going?

- Let's go see.

- I can't, man. I got Clayton.

Well, later!

Come on!

Wallace! Wait!

- Bikinis and nice asses...

- Yeah...

Bikinis and asses!

Bet you can't pick one up...

Look at her, son...

Your sister Tina's gotten so thin.

Down to beach!

So, Midnight, what about those

soccer shirts for the boys?

We'll talk about it later.

Okay, coach?

You stand guard here.

And you, over there.

I'll call you when we're

ready to come back up.

- I'm in for a dive.

- The sun feels great, Midnight!

I'd prefer a private beach.

- Private!

- Sure, just order one on the hill!

You're asking for it!

You'd have to take care of it for me.

Carry all the sand up...

Come with daddy...

- It sure is hot.

- Tell me about it!

All these guards just so your cousin

can go swimming!

Midnight hasn't left the hill

in 3 years.

So what's the set up, Fasto?

- Two up there...

- Two up there!

- One at the kiosk.

- One at the kiosk there!

Two others behind us.

- The kid, by the road.

- Eyes peeled!

Do your job, guys!

Midnight, check out

that Japanese babe!

- And the dark-haired chick!

- I like her!

Too bad, me too.

Sh*t, you want them all!

Okay, I'll take

the Japanese one.

That's cool, bro.

- Hold this...

- Hey, I wanna go in too.

- I need you to watch these.

- Come on, man.

Watch them.

- Hey, Wallace.

- What's up?

- How are things?

- Cool, man.

Look, Ace. Fasto even put

a soldier up on the rock.

Wow, I really dig that Camila.

She sure is cute.

Wallace, listen to me.

Forget about her.

Fiel never lets her out of his sight.

So watch out,

she could mean trouble.

- I'll find a way.

- Really?

Where's Clayton?

- Let's go swim!

- Let's go in, Wallace.

- See you, Wallace.

- See you.

Tina, watch this for me.

You're my shadow now?

It's good to be Midnight!

I'm pissed off, Fiel.

That Midnight is a real a**hole.

- Keep cool.

- A real a**hole. How you doing, bro?

Look at this, I stole it.

It's cool, man. Listen...

- What is it, a radio?

- MP3, dude.

Yesterday was the 2nd, wasn't it?

- Yeah.

- Day of the Dead.

So today's the 3rd.

- That's clever, Ace.

- It's the 3rd, man!

- Right! Happy birthday!

- My birthday!

Happy blrthday to you...

Hey, wait! That means

my birthday's next month!

Put it here!

- Damn! 18 years old!

- Yeah, both of us!

Ever notice that rich kids,

at 18, they get to drive.

And poor kids?

They get to go to work.

That sucks.

I'm 18 and I've only screwed

one girl in my life.

And on top of that, it's my wife!

Jesus, man...

And Cristiane got pregnant

the first time.

Just my luck.

Hey, Caju!

Watch the kid!

I'll be 18 and I don't even know

who my father is.

Even worse, it'll be marked on

my ID forever "father unknown".

Forget that business

about your father.

Look at me.

I forgot mine ages ago.

I can't, Ace. I just can't.

Let's go chill in the water.

Come on...

Hey, qot any Prolbldo CDs?

- Yeah, good stuff.

- What about Pagode music?

- Sure, I got... I got everything.

- Sh*t!

- That guy!

- What?

I think he's my father.

But I'm not sure.

Yeah, the spitting image!

- He's not sure either.

- Go on...

Only my mother knows

for sure, I think.

- For sure? Go talk to him!

- No way! You kidding?

- You sure look alike!

- Stop it!

Hey, mister!

Hey, kid! Come here!

- How are you, Wallace?

- Hi!

- How's your mom?

- Okay, I guess.

- How's school?

- Great, they're on strike.

On strike, that's great?

- Something I can do, Wallace?

- No.

- Ace?

- What?

- I have an idea.

- What?

An idea, man!

C'mon, let's go!

- Just say it's for the papers.

- What papers?

The ID papers.

- What's this about?

- You'll see.

You know his name, grandma!

Tell me!

He never even showed up

when you were born.

He went to play soccer,

your mother was in pain.

I asked Pedreira to go get him,

but he hasn't shown up since.

So what, grandma?

Just tell me, please.

Dona Elvira,

he just needs the name for his ID.

- Wasn't he a waiter?

- Shut up, woman!

My dad was a waiter?

Your father was a bum.

He didn't work, he slept all day.

What use is a father who doesn't

care if his son is dead or alive?

Oh, sh*t! Clayton!

Let's go see who's there.

Uncle Fasto...

Hey, Fasto! It's time to go.

Game's over.

- Quit playing, Fasto. Here...

- What's up with that, Midnight?

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