Tramontina Pedro | Peaceful Criminals

Recife, Pernambuco – 6:12 AM.

Still scenes: the sound of a cicada. Fans whirring. The noise of a bread vendor on the corner. People going to work early.

[Frame 1 – An alley between two old buildings, with clothes hanging. A woman pours water on the sidewalk.]

[Frame 2 – A radio plays in the background: slow, old-timey forró music. The traffic signal is still broken.]

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[Frame 3 – Cut to a young man walking barefoot down the cobblestone street, wearing a cap and a wrinkled white shirt. He carries a bag with couscous inside. Absolute silence.]

Narrator (voiceover): "Tramontina Pedro. 19 years old. Born in Petrolina... or so they say. O amarelo mais safado desta região."

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[Frame 4 – He sits on a step, alone. He eats slowly. He looks at the sky for a few seconds. The sound of the wind increases subtly.]

[Frame 5 – Close-up of his eyes, calm... but alert.]

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[Frame 6 – The police car passes. He doesn't look. But the Stand manifests briefly behind him—translucent as vapor, sharp as a promise.]

Pedro (quietly, barely audible): "...You're still there, right? Porra, que calor..."

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[Frame 7 – A coin spins by itself on the ground near him. He just watches. No one else sees it. The coin stops upright.]

Pedro: "Okay. I get it. It's not just me anymore. Foi ela!" He points to the coin like a retard.

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Scene cuts to 8:04 a.m. A downtown public school. Student voices. Someone new arrives in town... but the focus remains on Pedro, distant, watching from afar, as if he knows what's going to happen before anyone else.

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8:09 a.m. – Maria do Carmo State School, Recife.

The sound of the bell ringing. Students pass through the gate. Laughter. People on cell phones. A stray dog lying in the shade of the wall. The city seems... too ordinary.

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[Frame 8 – A boy with a torn backpack leans against a wall and pulls out a hidden cigarette.]

Classmate (off): “Hey, did you see that strange guy in the alley?

The one in the white shirt and the machete at his waist?”

[Frame 9 – The classmate laughs nervously.]

Classmate 2: “He says he’s never been seen with anyone. But his machete... moves by itself.”

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[Frame 10 – Cut to Tramontina Pedro passing by the school. He doesn’t study there. But he stops for a few seconds on the other side of the street. He looks at the gate.]

Narrator (voiceover): “He showed up here three months ago.

Nobody knows where he lives. But... everyone knows who he is.”

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[Frame 11 – A girl holds her younger sister’s hand, walking quickly past him. Pedro only slightly lowers his cap.]

[Frame 12 – Close-up of his feet. The shadow cast by the sun... isn’t human.] It’s elongated. Pointy. Like the profile of a curved blade. シィィィン...

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8:12 – Inside the school. A new student is introduced to the classroom. Glances exchanged. Whispers. A student, quiet in the back of the room, widens his eyes when he recognizes her.

Student (thinking): “...That girl... I saw her last night... Coming out of the market, with blood on her shirt.”

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[Frame 13 – Cut to Pedro outside, standing still. He closes his eyes. The wind suddenly blows hard.] WHOOSH

Pedro (muttering): “...It’s started. . . . Merda...”

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[Frame 14 – Extreme close-up of his eyes. Expressionless. But the air around him vibrates.]

[Frame 15 – The coin he always carries falls out of his pocket. But instead of bouncing... She STOPS. In midair. Suspended. Trembling.] ドドドドドドドドドドド...

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[Frame 16 – He takes the first step. The Stand appears behind him. Just a silhouette. Just for a second. Like a steely figure in the heat. He neutrally speaks his Stand's name.]

Pedro: 「...スムーズ·クリミナル。」 ("...Smooth Criminal.")

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