By the grace of God
"PREVIOUSLY ON"
…I will starve and thirst those bastards to death.
Silvério Batista is coming this way with a bunch of men.
- And Maria is giving birth right now. - Santinha!
Expedita.
Expedita is the right name for her.
If you want her to live, leave her with your mother.
- Is there no other way? - No, there's no other way.
I am going to kill the greasy soul who warned those fuckers!
I would like to ask for your permission to be with this girl.
Wanting what you can't have
- is foolish. - I like him.
What if Zé Bispo finds out?
Let her go.
Or you will never see me or Expedita again.
Can I get you something, Captain?
MINUIM - BAHIA
No, I'll call Sila if I need anything.
I was dreaming of Santinha.
- She'll come back. - Yes.
I see Lourdes everywhere.
I hear her screams when I go to sleep, when I wake up.
Be calm, man.
You acted according to the law.
What kind of devil created these laws, Captain?
What's wrong, Maria?
What are you doing here?
Where's your husband?
He's dead to me.
- Why? - He's dead and buried.
I came to get my little girl.
You're just taking her all on your own?
I'm alone in the world.
Auntie?
What?
Mommy's sweet thing!
Come here…
Come.
Don't you recognize your mother?
Let me see if you're heavy. Huh?
Shh! Whoa!
Dita.
Look, Dita…
this is your mother.
Me.
Go and talk to her, Dita.
Don't worry, Maria.
Dita will grow attached when you least expect.
She wouldn't even talk to me.
She's been like this ever since they killed Jacinto.
I need you to buy some tickets.
Tickets to where?
The South…
Far away.
UNPUBLISHED PHOTOS OF LAMPEÃO, MARIA BONITA, AND THEIR GANG
MARIA, THE OUTLAW LEGEND
I'm taking you to a very beautiful place.
- Where is it? Far away.
Isn't my mother coming with us?
Your Aunt DonDon will visit us.
When?
Soon, soon.
Okay?
- You're gonna like it.
1 MONTH LATER AUGUST 1937
Does this ugly one here have a name?
- Jiló. And she's prettier than you are. Whoa, prettier than me?
I thought this was your daughter, this one.
- No way! Yeah, it's the same face.
- No way!
- Baaa! No way!
Ho-o!
Hey, Auntie!
I would make for a great cangaceira, don't you think?
Take those clothes off, Amália. Get inside now!
Take those clothes off, Amália!
The girl, look! Dita!
Dita!
Expedita!
Stop, Dita!
Get her!
Stop!
Hey! Careful with that girl, lady!
You be careful! Can't you see, man?
Let's go. Let's go!
My friend, are you sure about this?
I'm not just confident.
I'm convinced.
I watched her and Lampião make a whole mess of my town.
You're going to take us to that place.
And if it's confirmed, you will get your recompense.
I'm not doing it for the money.
My cousin Orlando was a policeman.
He died at the hands of a cangaceiro.
- They're a plague. - My condolences, sir.
- Thank you. - Let's go. Vermelho!
Get the horses ready.
We're leaving now.
Macambira!
Ready, Captain.
Call in Maçarico. We're going to get Maria.
- And the others? - Just us three.
I dreamed that Santinha was in the embrace of Our Lady of Sorrows.
I'm worried.
Hurry up.
Where's Maria?
Speak!
Where is that whore?
Maria!
Take another step and you'll never see this girl again!
Leave the girl alone!
She has nothing to do with our fight.
Let her go.
Here.
You motherfucker!
When we get to the station, I'll give you a treat
so you can see what a man is all about.
And I'll piss on your grave, fucker!
You flaccid cuckold.
Do you know what women called him?
Tiny Dick Sil.
No one would want to lay down with you.
Do you know why? You're repulsive.
The only reason you're alive…
is because the reward is high.
Lampião will make you bleed out like an animal.
We'll see.
Let's go!
Where's Maria?
My daughter was dragged away like an animal.
As if them killing my boy three years ago wasn't enough.
What more do you want?
Goddamn you!
Batista took Maria to Piranhas.
We won't be able to catch them, Captain.
It's better to send Maçarico ahead to tell Corisco to set up an ambush.
Tell Corisco to meet them on the road to Mulungu.
We'll be right behind you. Take two horses with you.
Go!
Sit still, you little bitch!
- What happened? - They took Mrs. Maria.
The Captain ordered you to go down the road with the rest of the men,
and intercept them.
Gather the men and whatever ammunition we have.
- We're leaving now. - I'm going with you.
Fuck.
If you must.
Move it!
- Should we stop, Captain? - For what, man?
I told you we keep going.
Come on, let's go, let's go!
Go!
Shut your mouth, you whore!
Get on top of these sons of bitches!
Die, Silvério!
Santa!
Let's go, goddamnit!
You're gonna die, you bastard! You will die!
Shoot, goddamnit!
- Son of a bitch! - Come back!
Fuck you, Silvério!
- Fucking die! - Ah!
Hey! Heeeeeey!
Hey!
If you shoot, I swear she's coming with me!
You son of a bitch!
Listen up, Silvério! Go to hell, you fucking cocksucker!
Fuck yourself!
Shoot those bastards!
- Shoot them! - Ya! Let's get her!
Motherfucker!
Go burn in hell!
- Fire! Shoot! - Maria! Here!
Son of a bitch!
Ya!
Ya! Hold on!
Let's go!
They got Maria!
- Ya! - Ya!
Motherfucker!
Hold on, Maria! Let's go! C'mon!
Maria!
To the Lieutenant!
Yay!
I already sent that whore to hell.
All that's left is that blind fucker!
Is it true you knew her from before she joined the Cangaço, Lieutenant?
To the back, go. Move.
Go.
Santinha…
Open your eyes, Santa.
It's me.
It's me, Santa.
Santa?
Protect Maria, my Father.
If she is blessed with Your grace,
I promise I will leave this life behind.
Without her, I am nothing.
I'm going to need more light and more firewater.
Here, doctor.
Mrs. Maria…
it's going to hurt a bit.
But it's necessary.
7 MONTHS LATER MARCH 1938
I'm still weak, but I'm moving faster than Ligeiro
and Guarani together.
BAIXADA DO BURACO - SERGIPE
It's a miracle, Santinha.
- Isn't it? - A miracle from my Father Cícero.
You see, man? Pray to Father Cícero, and I'm well.
Yeah, you're strong.
And now…
we just have to move our feet and set out into the world.
Yeah…
Hey-ah!
Shit.
Hey-jah!
Who's the man with Corisco?
Hey! Come here.
I found this piece of shit looking around.
Ask me, we kill him right now.
But it's your call, Captain.
Not an enemy, huh? Not an enemy. Not carrying a gun.
- Speak straight, shit! - Not carrying gun!
He had this junk with him, Captain.
A new enemy and we need to know him well.
Search everything, people!
Please…
No, this looks like weaponry, you know? From abroad.
Breakable. Fragile. Please.
I've never seen any weapon like that.
And the bullets?
- Speak, asshole! - Fragile!
- Where are the bullets? - There are none. No bullets.
But not an enemy.
Spit it out, man.
Let him explain.
- Make-- - Talk, man.
Make an offer, Captain.
An offer?
- Make what? An offer? - Yes, an offer.
What the hell is this?
Make film of you, ma'am, huh?
Oh, man!
Listen to me, you fuck. You better tell the truth.
Who sent you after us?
Tell me, dammit!
The one who talks about you, ma'am, is Father Cícero.
Being his secretary.
Fa… Father Cícero, mm?
Being his secretary!
Do not use the Holy Father's name in vain.
Understand?
Please. Being his secretary. Please.
- Do you have proof? - Yes. Yes.
A portrait.
- Where? - Get it, Maria.
Get it, Santinha.
Being Father Cícero's secretary huh? I swear.
Huh? Father Cícero. I…
Friends. Secretary.
Yeah, looks a bit puffier,
but it's really him!
- He's the secretary! - Secretary of Father Cícero.
- It's really him. - This is my photo.
- Yes. Please, huh? - Look, he shit himself. He's filthy.
What about this contraption?
It's camera. It's fragile, mm?
Let's do this, huh? Please.
Please.
I'll crank it, huh?
Take. Mm.
Please. Point.
Point it at me.
- Huh? P… press… - Hey! Hey, hey!
Press here. Here.
If it's a gun, boom. Boom…
- Please. - I'll press it.
Press it. Please, the rope, huh?
Yes, the rope, that's it. Please.
Careful, Santa.
- All right? - Yes!
Yes, huh?
Mm, camera. Please, press it.
That's it!
No one died, huh?
With camera!
Being portraitist, camera! Being portraitist!
Camera, hey, Captain--
Hey! Being portraitist, huh?
You can kill him now.
- We can kill him, Captain? - No! Hey!
Yes!
Mm?
Captain.
You like camera, no? I want to make deal.
Deal with Captain and Mrs. Maria.
People out there want to know you, huh?
To know how…
What life is like in the Cangaço.
There are people out there saying Lampião doesn't exist.
Bullshit.
That the papers are lying.
What is the point of this conversation, man?
Hey… The whole world, Captain, wants to know who you are.
To know how you rule the backlands, see?
They'll pay, huh? Pay. Pay for it. Money, lots of money.
Doing all the work.
All of it, all of it, all of it.
The Captain just has to agree
and let Benjamin…
film the whole gang.
A gang is a bunch of derelict children!
We're a group, you stupid Turk.
Show us…
the advance.
Yeah, sure.
We'll pay for this, money. I'm sorry, Captain.
What the hell is this, man?
It's only the first part, Mrs. Maria.
Okay?
The proposal is to bring more money from all over the world…
for… for the Captain, for Mrs. Maria
and for… for the whole… the whole hinterland.
Yes.
Good offer, Captain.
Accordion player, come forward.
Yes, yes, forward, accordion player. Yes, forward now, move back.
Back, back.
Corisca, Corisca, come. Come, Corisca, come.
Perfect, perfect! One more, go back!
Come here, Corisco!
Face…
Action!
Perfect, huh? Perfect.
Umm…
Oh. J… just one more.
Perfect, perfect! One more, huh? Come back!
Come back! Come back!
- Oh! Careful! - One more what?
- Come on, Corisco! - Ah!
- Come back, accordion player. - Fuck this. Go film the goats!
Go back, go back! Corisco! Corisco, come back--
P… p… please, one more, huh?
You've seen a lot, right, Mr. Benjamin?
As grandma would say…
I was born with my asshole…
naked on an anthill. I can't sit still.
So many people.
Such different places.
It's a big world, Mrs. Maria.
So big.
Big and crazy.
Mm.
The crazy ones change the world, huh? The world changes…
we die…
but an image…
remains…
forever.
CENSORSHIP AGAINST THE CANGAÇO
UNPUBLISHED IMAGES OF THE QUEEN AND KING OF THE BANDITS OF SOUTH AMERICA
NEVER SEEN BEFORE PHOTOS OF LAMPEÃO, MARIA BONITA, AND THEIR CRONIES
MARIA BONITA, THE QUEEN OF THE CANGAÇO
Extra, extra! Watch Lampião's movie!
All the bravery of the King of Cangaço alongside Maria Bonita,
the most courageous woman in the hinterland!
4 MONTHS LATER JULY 1938
See it! See it! Here, see it here! Extra, extra! Lampião's movie!
See it! See it!
Good.
Very good.
Lampião.
Huh?
Mrs. Maria, I did this for you. This one.
What the hell? Is there no picture of me?
Yes…
…Mrs. Dadá. This one.
- Whoa… - This even went abroad.
See?
The most famous newspaper from the United States.
In English, look.
Yet all this fame brought so little money?
Are you cheating us, you Turkish deadbeat?
No, Captain. No.
President Vargas, see? Prohibited…
the movie. Money just…
from portraits. No movie, no ticket.
No ticket, less money.
CENSORSHIP AGAINST THE CANGAÇO PRESIDENT GETÚLIO VARGAS
ISSUES A CERTIFICATE OF CENSORSHIP AGAINST LAMPEÃO'S FILM
It's true.
Yes.
Give me a pen, come on.
Being friend, Captain. Speaking the truth.
If anyone messes with you,
just show them this signature and the paths will open up.
Less money. But at least some, huh?
Now your face is known in Brazil and all over the world.
Bunch of cuckolds.
Liars.
I shot that fucking cheap whore.
I've gathered you here to tell you my days as a Cangaço are coming to an end.
- What are you talking about, Captain? - And what about us?
Lampião will take care of him and his family.
Time comes for everyone.
In my absence, the hinterlands will be ruled by Corisco.
You owe loyalty to him from now on.
With your permission, Captain,
I'd be honored to gather my own group.
Only those who want stay.
Everyone in their own corner.
Makes it difficult to police.
Play something, Amoroso.
Here's to the Captain!
And here's to Mrs. Maria.
And to Corisco, the new governor of the backlands.
IN THE NEXT EPISODE
I think you made the right choice to leave now, because…
the government sent a bunch of soldiers after you.
It would disgust me to die like a coward.
I was sent to wipe out this communist plague
that you call the Cangaço.
We're going to Angico.
Chase these filthy pigs out of the hinterlands.
Well, let's go.
Translated by Joao Neto