[exhales]
[groans]
SUNDAY, 3:15 P.M.
[moans]
HOUR 53 OF THE HEIST
[grunts]
[reporter] He has perpetrated several infamous robberies of luxury shops
and high-end jewelry stores.
Andrés de Fonollosa has also been charged with numerous sexual…
What a resume.
-[reporter continues in background] -Andrés de Fonollosa.
Who would've guessed with your fancy taste
and that big pole shoved up your ass.
Turns out you actually have a thing for whores.
[reporter] He's accused of establishing a human trafficking ring,
primarily taking women from Eastern-European countries
such as Albania and Bulgaria…
Do you like the taste of Bulgarians?
Huh? You take 'em for a test drive?
[reporter] Fonollosa faces counts of trafficking women,
extortion of minors, kidnapping…
Minors?
-[gasps] Minors? -[reporter] …burglary and robbery…
[Nairobi] Minors.
[reporter] …for his heist of a jeweler located in Vendôme Plaza in Paris.
[Nairobi] You're a pig!
Tell me what the hell you're doing
with that girl tied up in your office, huh?
What are you up to?
You piece of shit.
According to recent information, Andrés de Fonollosa
eluded this last robbery charge thanks to his cooperation as an informant.
Ah!
On top of that, you're a snitch.
[reporter] …identified by the police along with Silene…
-[Berlin grunts] -[Nairobi gasps and grunts]
[Nairobi grunts]
[struggles to breathe]
I would never sell a woman and definitely not children.
That would violate my moral code.
Same with ratting out a partner,
even if they were nothing more than vial human waste.
[choking]
[tense music plays]
It has nothing to do with my desires or tastes, Nairobi.
[choking] Sure, whatever you say.
[music builds]
[gasps and coughs]
[reporter] …believe Fonollosa is the spokesman for the kidnappers.
Fonollosa's fingerprints were found on a button discovered by police
inside a SEAT Ibiza that was linked to the investigation.
The police department's forensic team is searching for more DNA…
I was never inside that car.
So far, only three of the robbers have been identified.
Although I know someone who was.
[dogs barking in distance]
[birds chirping]
[suspenseful music plays]
[banging on car]
[Denver] What do you want?
[Berlin] What are you doing in my jacket you fucking buffoon?
[Denver sighs]
Fucking hell.
Tell me, Nairobi. Do you know where Denver is?
No.
[music builds and ends]
["My Life is Going On" by Cecilia Krull plays]
♪ If I stay with you ♪
♪ If I'm choosing wrong I don't care at all ♪
♪ If I'm losing now but I'm winning late ♪
♪ That's all I want ♪
♪ I don't care at all ♪
♪ I am lost ♪
♪ I don't care at all ♪
♪ Lost my time, my life is going on ♪
[grunts]
[coughs]
[taps on glass]
Fuck that's slow, huh?
Still a long way to go?
I'll help you.
The sooner we're done, the sooner we're out of here.
You sick of being here?
[chuckles]
Yeah.
I'm sure it'd bore anyone.
Bored with holding 67 hostages?
I'm loading rounds of your M16,
having cops at your door, is that it?
Is that why you went for the little lamb's throat?
You kissed her when she was scared shitless.
[chuckles quietly]
[Moscow] Why did you do that?
To screw with you.
You shit so quietly.
[Moscow] Now what?
What's the matter? Bored of Rio?
-Why you say that? -[Moscow] You're that type of person.
Really?
What type is that?
[Moscow] The type I don't want close to my son.
That day in Toledo with the paella,
on Saint John's Eve,
you snuck off to the festival.
Yeah.
[crickets chirping]
Wow.
[tapping on glass]
-What's up? -What's up?
-What? -[both chuckle]
[Denver] What?
Did you know that there are over two quadrillion stars in the sky?
[both chuckle]
-You counted all of them? -Yeah, of course. [chuckles]
Oh, no, no, no, no…
I think we need more life in this party.
I know Tokyo.
I know that you've got a stash in your room.
-Some? [laughs] -Yeah.
Party like we're in Rio, huh?
Oh, Rio, Rio.
-Oh, man. -Poor guy.
-He was so wasted. -So shit-faced.
[both laugh]
[static]
-[salsa music plays on radio] -Oh!
[both laugh]
-Can I get a hit? -Mm.
Hey.
[both chuckle]
Why did you say that star thing earlier?
[snickers]
I don't know, man. They're pretty.
All those stars are, like, part of some plan.
They're nice here.
I don't know why the fuck I said it. [laughs]
-That's it? -Hmm?
Huh?
-What do you mean? -Uh…
I don't know, uh… You know, maybe you meant something else.
You thought I mean "You wanna fuck me?" Or something like that?
Okay, well…
Uh, would you like that?
[both laugh]
-Get out of here! [laughs] -Why not? Ah, shit. Fine. Fine.
Papa. [exhales]
Papa, what are you doing here?
[Moscow] Nothing at all. Didn't see you and didn't know you were…
Mm. What are you doing up so late looking like that?
[shushes]
-We went to the festival. -Jesus Christ.
-[Tokyo laughs] -[Denver] Shut up.
So you snuck out?
-No, we didn't go to the festival. -[Tokyo] Don't lie.
We were drinking here. Go back to bed.
I can't sleep now.
So I might just, you know, get myself a drink, okay?
[Tokyo laughing]
[Denver] Papa, you can fall right back asleep.
Papa, look at me. Look at me. Go back to bed.
-Go back to bed. Do you get it? -[Moscow] You got a cigarette?
[Denver] For fuck's sake.
-Of course. Take it. -I may as well have a smoke if I'm here.
I'm gonna pee. When I get back, you both better be gone.
[Moscow] Okay.
-[Tokyo] Go get some sleep. -Good night.
[frustrated stammering] What are you doing?
Didn't you see I was doing the thing with my eyes?
-For you to leave. -[Moscow] Why?
What? Because you fucked it all up, Papa. [groans]
-[Moscow] Uh… Tokyo and you? -Uh, yeah. Yeah.
-Yeah. -She's pretty hot.
Hot? She's fucking gorgeous, Papa.
Gorgeous.
Yeah, but there will be time for that. Now you gotta focus.
This is the most focused I've been in my life.
But you've gotta focus on what matters.
Come on, let's go to bed.
There's no way I'm sleeping next to you after I… I…
I almost went to bed with that goddess.
I'll sleep in that shitty car.
-[Moscow] What do you mean? Come on. -Shut up.
You always do this to me. You always do this.
[Tokyo] So what, I'm not enough for your son?
You're too much for him.
For you, life is a video game.
Heists, gunfire, lovers,
adventures…
Mm.
Well, I enjoy life.
No.
You enjoy jumping from one stone to another.
After you jump, the rock sinks.
You leave behind a string of bodies.
That's what you like.
Who's idea was it to hijack that truck?
Your boyfriend's or yours?
Yours, right?
And now your boyfriend is dead.
Your mother too.
I'm sure you know how much your mother was hurting because of you.
Now it's Rio's turn.
You get bored.
Then what? You molest a young woman at gunpoint.
Irresponsible,
unpredictable, superficial, selfish…
Does that define you?
If we all do our jobs and it still goes bad…
Well, shit happens.
But if it goes to hell because some brat just gets bored,
wants to get the fuck out of here… I can't let that happen.
So, get back to work.
We only got ten days.
For the first time you might finish what you started.
[music builds and ends]
I fell asleep. Fuck.
-I was going to wake you up. -[Denver] Did I sleep long?
Don't know.
First time I go to sleep and the woman's still here when I wake up.
[chuckles]
-[Mónica] It's not like I could go out. -Huh?
Where else could I go?
I'm stuck here with a gunshot wound in the middle of a robbery.
-I don't have many options. -What are you saying?
You don't have to talk to me like that. I saved your life.
-Saved my life? -[Denver] Yeah.
Saved my life how? How? Like…
Like a Jew in Auschwitz
who a Nazi spared from going to the gas chamber?
I'm not a fucking Nazi, huh? I'm not a fucking Nazi.
Remember when you had a phone hidden in your panties
and I was told to kill you?
So what'd you do?
What'd you do?
Did you say "No"? Stand your ground?
You shot a bullet in my thigh.
That'll hurt for the rest of my life.
I'm locked in here,
I can't breathe, no bathroom.
I have to use the bucket when I need to go.
Don't kid yourself.
You might be the best of the Nazis.
But you're still one of them.
[suspenseful music plays]
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I…
I didn't meant to hurt you.
I… I don't know what to do about all this.
I'll take you to the bathroom. Is that okay?
Okay.
Okay. Come on.
[breathing heavily]
NATIONAL POLICE
[police car door closes]
[breathing heavily]
[suspenseful electronic music plays]
NATIONAL POLICE
[Berlin shouts] Denver!
My friend!
Come here!
[Nairobi] Berlin!
Fuck!
Berlin, wait!
Stop, Berlin!
Wait, for fuck's sake.
Listen to me. Stop, stop, stop. Wait. You're right.
You're right.
Maybe Denver
lost the button on your jacket when he borrowed it, but…
Well, so what? So what? You can't change that now.
[Berlin] But I can punish him.
[Helsinki] Berlin!
He's not in bed now.
Not in the museum.
Or in the tunnel.
-Not at the press. -Did he go to the festival again?
Don't worry boys. I'll look.
Berlin. Berlin, please. Just, just think.
You can't shoot him because he took your jacket.
You just can't. That's trashy.
You have class. You would never be shitty like that.
-[Berlin] What about my dignity, Nairobi? -Huh?
I have a reputation to maintain.
My friends in the French Riviera have seen my name
associated with those atrocities.
Denver fucked with my honor.
If someone fucks with my honor
I crush them.
You get it? I'm talking about integrity.
Huh?
It's important to have ethics, Nairobi.
But also aesthetics.
I'm begging you.
Please don't. Don't fuck up our plan.
Berlin.
-Helsinki… [speaking Serbian] -Can't you just…? You bastard!
Hey, hey, hey. Back off.
Nairobi.
-Stay here. -Helsinki…
Would you really shoot me?
Stay there.
It was a fucking prank, that's all.
It was a fucking practical joke when he took it!
[cries] It was a prank.
-[party music plays] -I may have overdone it on the lipstick.
Do I look like a whore? What do you think? Would you do me?
And my look is super simple.
Sure, if that's what you think.
-Oh my God! -Where are we going?
-The festival. -Mm-hmm.
-You've nailed the look. Festival? -[both] Hoe bag!
[Nairobi chuckles]
-It's great. -Time to party!
[Tokyo shushes]
-[Tokyo] The Professor's keys? -Here.
-[Nairobi] Oh, the car. -Take a drag of this.
-[Nairobi] The car. -[coughing] Oh shit!
[coughing]
-[Nairobi laughs] -Ah.
-[Tokyo] Denver, where is he? -[Rio] Mm.
-Where's Denver? -Mm, I don't know.
-Wasn't he with you? -Yes.
-Dang! -Now we're talking.
[shushes]
[mimicking bass music]
-[Denver laughs] -What is this?
This is pure elegance.
-Is that Berlin's jacket? -It sure is.
Berlin's gonna kill you!
-[turns music off] -Let's go.
Silence, silence, silence.
I'm feeling…
-I'm feeling… [shushes] -[Nairobi] What is it?
[imitating Berlin] Have I told you about my five wives?
-[everyone laughs] -[Denver shushes]
They wanted to get impregnated, but then,
what came out of there… [sniffs]
…it… it was a nuclear war.
-[Denver growls] -[Nairobi shrieks] You're crazy.
-Quit making me nervous. -[Tokyo and Rio laugh]
Meow.
You look really sexy.
-I dressed like an anime girl for you. -I like anime.
What's wrong?
You okay?
What am I?
You're fucking great.
I think I'm volatile and I fuck everything up.
It's like I'm watching myself in a movie and I don't recognize myself.
Because I thought I was
different.
But actually, I'm a fucking crazy person.
I get sick of everything.
I can't make people happy.
I don't like how I am.
And I don't like
this shitty book I found in the director's office. [laughs]
It says I'm actually toxic.
[Tokyo scoffs]
If you're trying to break up with me
or distance yourself or something like that, don't even try.
Rio, man.
I'm all burned up.
Worse.
I'm a fucking gas tank and a match.
Luckily I love bonfires.
[chuckles]
If you're toxic, it makes me dizzy… like a hit from a bong.
And I love it.
Look… [sighs]
When I see you around the museum,
I wanna cry
just because we're together.
We fuck and I float around the room.
[both chuckle]
[Tokyo clicks tongue]
[Tokyo cries quietly]
I know you'll leave.
But why not wait just a little longer?
Does it have to be now?
Doesn't have to be now.
[Raquel] Record.
[suspenseful music plays]
[exhales deeply]
[phone line ringing]
[phone ringing]
[suspenseful music accelerates]
[breathes heavily]
[phone line continues ringing]
-It was this, this. -Perfect.
[phone line continues ringing]
[radio crackles] 75 to all units.
We have an armed robbery, 33 Alcantara Street.
Any units in the area?
Unit Z-32 to Z-75, we're right there.
-Responding. -[radio crackles]
[breathing heavily]
-[phone line continues ringing] -[Nikolai] That him.
-[computer beeping] -[Nikolai] Yes.
I'm sure.
[phone line continues ringing]
He's not answering. Where'd he go?
-[phone line continues ringing] -[hangs up phone]
[breathing heavily]
[radio crackles]
[in Russian] I'm at the entrance to your daughter Karina's school.
And people from my organization are at Kostroma…
watching your mother as she leaves the supermarket.
If that likeness you're making
looks anything like me,
you'll never see either of them again.
Who is transmitting on channel eight?
[Professor in Russian] Police can't protect you, Nikolai.
[Nikolai pants nervously]
-Stop that! Leave it! Stop! -[Ángel] Hey!
-What are you doing? -[Raquel] Don't!
Shit. What did he tell you? What the hell did he tell you?
I hear nothing.
[Ángel] What did he say, huh?
[Raquel] H-50 to central. Where was the Russian message sent from?
[officer 1 on radio] It came from Z-32.
[radio static]
-Z-32, do you copy? -[officer 2 on radio] Z-32 here.
We had a false alarm on a robbery at a hardware store.
Someone's in your car. Get back there now!
[radio beeps]
Someone broke in but no one's here right now.
He'll be nearby.
Search for him. The suspect is male, around 40, with a beard.
[officer 2] No one's in the area. We'll keep searching.
Denver!
Denver?
Denver.
I was looking for you.
I'm right here.
The thing is
my face has been all over the news lately.
You know what they're saying about me?
-No. -That I'm a thief.
And that's great.
But they're also saying that I sell whores,
I'm a trafficker, that I abuse children…
And all because of a button.
-[Denver] Mm. -[Berlin] A button from my jacket.
Remember? The one you took.
You apparently left it in the vehicle we had in Toledo.
A vehicle that I know… I'm fairly certain that…
I was never in.
You know what that means?
No, I don't.
-Yeah, yeah. -[Denver] I don't know.
You totally destroyed my life.
Come on.
-What should I do with you? -Berlin!
Sorry I left the fucking button.
I'll give you ten… 15 million of my cut.
Does that work?
Fifteen million?
Fifteen million, no joke.
If we get out and don't get killed, 15 million.
-Fifteen million euros. -I'll sign something if you want.
[Berlin laughs]
-For a button? -For a button.
-Take it, Berlin. -What's going on?
There's nothing going on.
[Berlin chuckles]
It's curious.
I came here
with the idea of maybe just shooting you, let's say in your foot, as compensation.
But now I'm thinking I should put a bullet in your brain
and I don't really know why.
[toilet flushes]
[shushes]
-Berlin. -[Berlin] Ah, yes, yes.
[shushes]
[Denver exhales]
[quiet tense music plays]
[Raquel] Thank you.
Retroxil.
It's a rare medication made custom.
It's to reduce tremors
from a rare, degenerative neurological disorder.
What?
Helmer's Myopathy.
The Russians developed the medication about four years ago.
They improved the diagnosis from 100% fatal
to having one out of ten patients survive.
[tense music plays]
So, if Fonollosa isn't that one,
in less than two years he'll be dead.
So he has nothing to lose.
[tense music continues]
[Denver] Berlin, you don't have…
[knocks]
Denver?
Denver, is that you?
[tense music builds]
[music builds and fades]
[Berlin] Ah.
[chuckles]
She was dead on Friday.
Today is Sunday.
[laughing]
The day of Resurrection!
[chuckles]
Praise be to the Lord.
Pardon me, I'll let you finish in peace.
[breathes nervously]
I don't wanna disturb your privacy.
[suspenseful music plays]
[phone line ringing]
[phone ringing]
I have a confession for you.
When I saw her there, dead on the ground,
something felt wrong.
I can be impulsive.
Yes.
This temperament of mine.
[water runs from faucet]
Of course,
this is a very uncomfortable situation
and we need to find a solution, but how?
On one side of the scale, Denver, you were bad.
You disobeyed me.
[phone line rings]
[phone rings]
I told you to kill her
because that woman compromised our plan.
Our plan. And you saved her.
Then there's the button.
And that blunder… [chuckles]
…has plastered my face all over the television,
in airports and at police stations,
which has effectively ruined my future.
And, on the other side of the scales you have
this woman who's alive.
I have to ask,
which side of the scale weighs more?
[guns cocking]
Don't fuck with me, Berlin. This is not a Tarantino film.
Put down your gun.
[tense music plays]
I said put it down.
Nairobi, put down the gun.
-What? -Put down the gun.
Let's work this out. Put down the gun.
Put down the gun.
[action music plays]
Who's head are you gonna blow off now, you psycho?
[Nairobi] Okay, everyone relax. Just put down all of the guns, okay?
Berlin. Denver. All of you. Helsinki, you tell your cousin.
[in Serbian] If he starts shooting, kill all these motherfuckers.
I'm done with all your orders and your fucking shitty speeches.
Should I tell you what side of the scale weighs more?
Wait, Denver. Just relax.
I'm gonna tell you.
Don't move.
-[Denver] Careful. -No, hear me out.
You wanna know what weighs more?
[music builds and ends]
Life, of course, Denver.
Yes, sir. So, at this time,
gentlemen,
let's put our weapons away.
Because there are certain occasions when life is… a miracle.
And we're celebrating.
[Tokyo] What's this?
Holy shit. Fuck.
-She's alive? -She's alive, Tokyo.
Look, Denver,
like a flower growing from a crack in the sidewalk.
Enough.
[Denver] Yeah, it's okay.
-[Nairobi] Enough. -It's okay.
[Nairobi] What's done is done.
Berlin, sorry to interrupt the drama but you need to come up.
The Professor called.
-[Berlin] Are you there? -Where were you?
Let's say on a sort of…
spiritual trip. [chuckles]
Honestly, I'm a new man now.
I'm glad.
There's something important you need to know.
[swallows]
I put your jacket button inside the car.
[Professor] You killed a hostage.
You crossed the line and have been punished.
I'm hurt to hear that.
I'm really hurt.
And frankly I find that to be extremely unfair.
You see,
I want you to hear something.
[Helsinki speaking Serbian]
What's your name?
I'm Mónica Gaztambide.
-[Berlin] How are you? -Fine.
-Are you alive? -I'm alive.
And very pretty. Thank you.
Now you see that you're unjust.
You punished me for something that didn't happen.
I admire your confidence.
But I know she's not alive because of you.
Sadly, there's no turning back.
And the good news for everyone
is that thanks to this happy outcome,
we can now proceed to Plan Valencia.
Friends,
we activate Plan Valencia
right now.
[action music plays]
[shouts] Fire!
[gunfire in distance]
-[hostages screaming] -What's that?
[Suárez] M16 rounds.
Several guns at the same time.
Listen, people are screaming.
[gunfire in distance]
-Scream louder! -[hostages screaming]
Keep going! Hey!
Hey!
Oy vey!
Louder!
[screaming ends]
[Helsinki and Tokyo chuckle]
[music ends]
I spoke with Forensics and Ballistics.
They analyzed the recording and think it's at least three M16s.
-How many bullets? -About 150.
-5 or 6 magazines. -It's a slaughter.
It's not an execution. It's a fight. Put me through to him.
[phone line rings]
[sirtaki music playing]
[phone ringing]
[Raquel] What is happening? What did you do?
[hesitates] Um… Hello, good evening?
[Raquel] You want a greeting? [laughs]
After you leaked our conversations to the press?
After practically destroying my reputation?
And then we hear gunfire inside.
What kind of lunatic are you?
Inspector, you know, I don't recognize you.
You're an intelligent woman.
We've carried on negotiations with mutual respect,
professionally and personally.
I would even say with a… a sort of affection,
at least for me.
So I'm sorry, but I'll hang up and we'll start again.
[sirtaki music continues]
[exhales]
Call him.
[phone line rings]
[phone rings]
[music ends]
Good evening, Professor.
Good evening.
[Raquel] Listen,
I was just, uh, thinking about something and uh…
Suddenly, I began to wonder,
"What kind of music does this man listen to
in the shower every morning?"
Well, it'll sound strange but…
what excites me the most
is Greek sirtaki.
[electronically distorted] It puts me in a good mood.
[sighs] Interesting.
Do you have Greek ancestry?
No, no. I actually don't.
I don't know, but I love the movies of Anthony Quinn.
[Raquel] It's very lively music.
Not as lively as the gunfire we heard just now.
[Professor distorted] Of course not.
Please, could you tell us what happened exactly?
Why certainly, I would be glad to.
You see, we tested some weapons that had gotten wet
and they functioned perfectly.
-Thank you for asking. -Of course.
Well, that explanation is plausible, but…
another option
is it all went to hell
and you had to open fire on the hostages.
Yes, that's a possibility.
However I thought you would be a bit more optimistic.
Then do you mind if I ask for a favor?
[Professor distorted] Inspector,
I'm very sorry.
-But I'm a bad dancer. -What?
[Professor distorted] The sirtaki. If you're asking me to dance, I can't.
[Raquel] No, that's not it.
Look…
I want proof of life for each hostage.
Record it today
in front of a live broadcast.
It's not negotiable.
No, I wouldn't deny a request so reasonable, Inspector.
You have one hour.
[dial tone]
[phone line rings]
-[Rio] Yeah? -Prepare the proof of life.
["Asalto al Camión" by Iván M. Lacámara plays] ctor.