IN THE EXTRA EPISODE OF "DOM"
What's nonsensical about being a cop?
You are deluded by this cops-and-robbers idea!
You think it will save lives!
Hands up! You're under arrest!
VICTOR DANTAS' FIRST MISSION AS A COP
-We have to kill him. -Kill? No.
Police!
DURING THE DICTATORSHIP
BONUS EPISODE
LOTS OF ACTION
TENSION
AND EXCITEMENT
DOM BONUS EPISODE
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Some characters, events, dialogue, and other narrative elements
were created for dramatization purposes.
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and real people is mere coincidence.
The Brazilian miracle.
Brazil has the highest development rates in its history,
and with full popular support.
DOWN WITH THE DICTATORSHIP
Military forces practically annihilated the terrorist groups
that insist on contradicting the national interests
for the sake of Soviet communist values.
Angra Nuclear Power Plant, the Transamazonian, Itaipu.
Millions of roads built for national integration.
Brazil belongs to the people.
Brazil is large and it is united.
Fight for your country.
INSPIRED BY TRUE EVENTS
"I swear as a civil police officer..."
I swear as a civil police officer...
POLICE ACADEMY RIO DE JANEIRO 1972
...to respect and enforce the law...
"in the fight against crime..."
in the fight against crime...
"for the sake of justice..."
for the sake of justice...
"risking our own lives if necessary..."
risking our own lives if necessary...
"in defense of society and the citizen."
in defense of society and each citizen.
Let me see.
Look at that!
Victor Dantas!
Congratulations, my son.
Thank you.
A little gift.
What's this, Mom?
To help you get started.
It wasn't necessary.
Where's Dad?
He loves you, Victor.
But you know he has a hard time accepting it.
He preferred to stay in the car.
Come on, I'll walk you over.
So handsome!
Go easy on him.
There, you can go now.
-I don't want to fight. -Fight?
Who's looking for a fight?
I just wanted you to be happy for me.
Ruth, let's go.
Okay. It's your life.
I gave it to you, but it's your life.
I can't change your choices, I can't get into your head.
-But I won't applaud this nonsense. -Nonsense?
What's so nonsensical about being a cop?
Why does it bother you?
Because you are deluded by this cops-and-robbers idea!
This romantic idea of your job!
That it'll save lives!
Of course. Only doctors can save lives, right?
Only what you do is right.
Victor, don't be a square.
The world is not divided between right and wrong.
-It's way more complicated. Read the news! -Exactly!
This country is in need of people who fix things.
People who fix things with bullets?
-Calm down. -No. Stop.
You know what this world needs? A break.
Damn it.
I can't understand why everything seems so complicated to you.
There are rules! Laws! You just need to follow them!
The law? Son...
You can't be that naive.
The ones who make the laws don't all care about people.
-Dad. -No.
You kill, you're a murderer.
You rob, you're a thief. Understand?
That's not what I'm talking about.
That's how you see me?
As a child?
I'm not a fucking child.
Yet you're acting like one.
You joined the police, bought this ridiculous motorcycle.
Now you're parading your badge and gun around.
Who do you think you are? Kojak?
-Where's your sniffer dog? -I can't fucking talk to you.
Paulo, was that necessary?
-Hi. Good morning. -Good morning.
Give me a chocolate milkshake and French fries.
Thank you.
No, wait! I'm a cop!
Come on, come on.
-I can't take it! -Let's go inside.
This was not supposed to happen.
-He's losing a lot of blood. -I know.
Hands up!
Turn around slowly!
You're under arrest!
Don't shoot.
I followed you from the bank.
Victor Dantas, police.
Stop!
-I'll shoot you! -I surrender!
I surrender.
Are you hurt?
What's your name?
-Name. -Joan of Arc.
Listen, I'll do anything.
But I need to help my partner. He's losing a lot of blood.
I saw the car leave.
Is there anyone besides you two?
-Stay down. Down! -I'm getting up!
I need to stop the bleeding.
He's my brother.
I won't let him die.
Go ahead of me.
Leon, how are you?
Who is this guy?
Don't talk. You're weak.
Everything is gonna be okay. I'm here.
You'll be fine.
He needs a hospital. We have to move him!
No one is moving him.
Leon.
It's gonna be fine.
We got the money.
We'll get Mom out of Brazil.
Okay?
It's okay.
That's what matters.
Don't talk.
Hold this here.
Keep applying pressure.
The bullet is still inside. You can't lose more blood.
Ernesto will be back with medicine. Everything will be fine.
Nothing is "fine" here.
You're terrorists.
You're the terrorist.
-We're fighting for what we believe! -You robbed a bank.
-You're worried about a bank? -And shot an innocent person.
Who's innocent in this fucking war?
You stay here. Be quiet!
I'll go downstairs.
Don't move! Don't move.
Drop the package.
Drop it on the ground!
Hands up.
-Where are they? -Shut up.
You're under arrest.
Lift your shirt.
Fucking lift it!
Turn around.
On your knees.
On your knees!
Shit!
-We've been made! -Calm down.
There's only one way.
We have to kill him.
Kill? No.
He's military. He'll fuck us over.
Hear me out!
He didn't have time to warn anyone.
-We have to go! -What about Leon?
I won't leave him.
People are counting on that money.
If we don't deliver it to them so they can escape Brazil,
they all die.
Your mother dies.
Leon would do the same for you.
We're not murderers.
We weren't guerrillas either.
Look at what we got ourselves into.
We shot the security guard. He could die.
-It's the price of war. -Fuck war!
My brother is dying.
Can't you see?
-We need to take him to the hospital. -We can't.
If we enter the hospital, we won't leave alive.
Calm down.
I won't calm down.
Calm down.
Everything is gonna work out. Trust me.
I gave Leon a sedative. The bleeding has almost stopped.
Have faith. Let's see this through!
It's gonna fucking work.
The bullet...
The bullet is still inside.
Shut the fuck up.
He'll worsen if you leave it in.
Ernesto, keep an eye on the cop.
I'll check up on Leon.
Don't do anything stupid.
You don't get to say what I can do.
Now the tables have turned.
We get to decide what to do.
Are you gonna kill me?
Kill you?
No. You won't die.
You'll disappear.
Like all of our friends.
Like everyone fighting to change this country.
Like my dad.
Or...
We can make it look like a suicide.
Isn't that what the army does?
I'm not in the army. I just tried to prevent a robbery.
-Who sent you? -No one.
No one.
You're lying!
Liar!
You're an agent!
You were on our tracks! Admit it! Tell me, who sent you?
I swear, I'm a civil police officer.
You trying to fool me, dipshit?
Are you trying to fool me?
So I just believe you're an obedient idiot?
I have nothing to do with you!
I'm not in the army. I'm not a torturer.
It's all the same shit.
Military, police...
You're all on the same side.
In favor of the regime!
-My battle isn't political. -Every battle is political.
You're on the side of the oppressed,
or the side of the oppressor.
Enough.
No, no, no!
-Stop it! Are you crazy? -Let me handle this!
It won't help us. Focus. We have to help Leon.
Then we'll see about him.
Leon is getting worse.
He's your cousin. You gonna let him die?
-No one needs to die here. -Shut up.
If he can't go to the hospital...
I can bring in a doctor.
Are you falling for this?
We can't let him bring anyone here.
It's my father.
He's a doctor.
Sit.
-Where does your father work? -Beneficência Portuguesa.
Look at me.
If you try anything,
I swear I'll kill you.
His name is Paulo.
Paulo Dantas.
I found it.
Here, Beneficência.
Beneficência Portuguesa Hospital.
I'd like to speak with Dr. Paulo Dantas.
-It's urgent. -One moment, please.
He's with a patient. He can't talk right now.
It's an emergency with his son.
A matter of life and death.
Hang on a minute, please.
Yes?
-Dr. Paulo? -Yes.
Your son's in danger.
What kind of sick joke is that?
In 20 minutes, a car will pick you up at the front of the hospital.
No, let me talk to my son.
-Dad. -Victor, are you okay?
-I'm good. -What's going on?
There's someone here who was shot and needs your help. They got me, but...
One more thing, Doctor.
Keep your mouth shut.
Or your son will become another missing person.
Sit in the back.
Put on the hood.
Now!
Lie down.
Son...
I'm sorry I brought you into this.
-Let him go. -No closer.
-Where's the patient? -Upstairs.
Go on, quick.
Go!
Watch him.
Bold move, bringing your father here.
Is he a good doctor?
The best.
A good father?
He tries.
But he doesn't get me.
He didn't want me to be a cop.
Yeah.
Who knew?
Your dad's a nicer person than you.
Go ahead, breathe in.
I'll need more water.
He's begun the surgery.
Want some water?
Yes.
Can I ask you something?
Why did you get into this life?
Because this country is in need of people who fix things.
That's what my father always said.
He was a teacher.
He said we shouldn't stay silent when faced with injustice.
He was an...
idealist.
A dreamer.
He was at a protest.
He was arrested.
Tortured.
Disappeared.
Never returned home.
Then my mother went crazy.
Went to the military barracks demanding an answer.
It only made things worse.
Now they're after her.
Is this right?
What crime did she commit?
Picture this.
Your father disappears.
No explanation.
Not a word from him.
No body.
Without saying a proper goodbye.
Can you imagine?
I have to get her out of Brazil.
What about you?
Why did you get into this life?
I agree that there is a lot of injustice.
I've also seen people die.
But...
It's another battle.
Cocaine.
Cocaine?
Yeah.
It's a poison that is infiltrating,
corroding everything.
If we don't make a move, this plague will devastate our country.
That's my war.
Nothing in life is so simple.
Right or wrong.
Black and white.
Our battles are different,
but not opposed.
I'm sorry about your father.
How's he doing?
He got lucky.
It was superficial.
The bullet didn't penetrate the abdominal cavity.
Give him this antibiotic, every eight hours.
And change the bandage tomorrow.
He's ready.
Let's go.
Thank you.
Go on, Doc, get in the car.
Let him go. Come on.
He stays.
Listen, I'm not leaving without my son.
So you'd prefer to stay here?
This is just to ensure you won't open your mouth
on your way home.
Kid, I just saved your friend's life. You still don't trust me?
He'll be fine.
Your son will return home.
I promise.
Go, Dad.
Go ahead.
I've upheld my end of the deal. I hope you can do the same.
Go. Get inside.
He's a good father.
Joan, don't let your guard down.
Wait until I'm out of Brazil.
-You still have his gun? -Yeah, it's here.
It's gonna work. I'll let you know.
Good luck.
Are you hungry?
Yes.
I'll cook something for us.
Can I trust you?
You still think you can't?
Is it good?
I won't contradict an armed person.
Want some?
Yes.
Sorry.
I won't do anything.
I'll be here.
Until Ernesto gives the all clear.
I'll check on Leon.
Sit really slowly. That's it. Lean on me.
That's it.
How are you feeling?
I'm good.
Hand me my guitar.
Sure.
This medicine got me high.
Your father saved me.
I'll grab another beer.
Grandpa loved to reunite the family here.
Dad always gave that same old speech.
Yes, he said...
"Not everyone is lucky enough
"to have the family together and a full table these days."
We didn't know how lucky we were.
Now I understand my dad.
When will all this shit go away?
It'll take a while,
but it'll pass.
We are fighting these people so that 20, 30, 50 years from now,
this country can be free from this dictatorship.
50 years?
Transformation is a slow process.
It takes more than three days.
Do you smoke, Officer?
It's against the law.
You play well.
I get by.
I'll play Chico too.
-No, wait. -Keep going!
I got it!
No!
While your father thinks he is wise...
What?
I'd like more time to get to know you better...
"Joan of Arc."
I've almost gone and you haven't told me your name.
It's Rita.
Rita.
What about me?
What would be my alias?
If I'm Joan of Arc,
you'd be
Don Quixote.
Fighting against the wind mills.
Don Quixote?
Leon is because of Trotsky.
And Ernesto is because of Che Guevara.
Get up!
Come on, wake up.
-What is it? -Something's wrong. Ernesto's back.
Rita!
Go, quick!
Rita!
Shit!
Rita!
-What are you doing here? -We're busted. Listen.
We have to grab our things and leave.
-Where's Leon? -Asleep.
-Wake him. Let's go. -What happened?
They recognized the car.
I had to leave it and get another. Let's go!
Júlio!
-And they'll find us here? -I don't know. I guess.
It's only a matter of time.
You have to leave now.
Why is he free?
-Let him be. -Hands off.
Step back! I'll kill him! Step back!
-No, you won't. -He ratted us out!
-It wasn't him! -How do you know?
-He was with me the whole time. -You trust the police now?
-Killing him won't help. -Step aside, Leon.
Move.
We're not like them.
Run.
I'll stall the police.
Lower your gun.
Tie me up.
It'll be better.
Tighter.
Rita, let's go! We have to move!
Go.
Good luck.
Police!
Going in!
Police!
Don't shoot!
I'm a cop.
Go check upstairs.
August 15 I'm afraid of what might happen.
I see that Júlio sleeps peacefully. I hope that...
You have to toughen up, but without ever losing tenderness!
-It's great to see you, son. -You too, Dad.
I really needed to talk to you.
Have you seen this?
3 TERRORISTS KILLED AT THE BORDER
Let's take a walk on the beach.
You were right, Dad.
I was naive.
Sometimes it is hard to tell where the right becomes wrong
or the wrong becomes right.
It's not so clear-cut.
Son,
I don't like the path you chose,
but...
I know you're a good guy.
You'll use your heart in your decisions.
I think I'd prefer it if you'd decided to become a scuba diver.
Hunting fish?
"Is this a future, my son?"
-Want to take a swim? Wash it all away? -I didn't bring a swimsuit.
-In underwear, then. -Underwear?
Don't be a square.
A BRENO SILVEIRA SERIES