There's no butler here to wash your hands. You're the only one getting out.
-Rich bitch. -Hold on.
-[boy 1] Ballsy. -[boy 2] Look at you.
SUNDAY, 4:40 P.M.
[boy 2] Daddy's not here.
-Shut up. -[boy 3] Look at us.
[girl] Look us in the face.
HOUR 54 OF THE HEIST
They wanna get you out 'cause you got nice tits.
-[girl 1] Where you going? -[boy 3] Going somewhere?
-Where you going? -[boy 2] We're here 'cause of you.
-[girl] It's not enough to screw 8 people? -Thanks for that. You deserve it.
-[Alison] Don't touch me! -[girl] Slut!
-Stop! -[Nairobi] Hey!
This is what they teach you in private school?
To gang up on each other?
How brave of you.
One big gang
and poor little Alison.
And you must be the bravest one. Aren't you, track team?
The one with the biggest balls, right?
Let's check 'em out.
[tense music plays]
They're like quail eggs. They're so tiny.
Chirp like a quail. Come on, let me hear you.
I don't know much about birds.
Then chirp like a chicken.
-[clucks softly] -Louder.
-[clucks] -Oh, a bit louder.
-[clucks] -[Nairobi clucks]
-[groans] -Very good.
[breathes heavily]
Helsinki, take these kids. This one goes first.
Come on, blondie. Move.
-You too, come on, move. -Wait, wait.
Wait, wait.
[Nairobi exhales]
Are you all right?
Can you get me a new one?
[chuckles] Sweetie, this is not an outlet store.
Take it off and wash it.
You know, I'm gonna do the same.
We've been here more than 50 hours and going up, going down, printing money…
And we could all use a hot shower.
You know what your problem is?
Your problem is that you have no idea how much potential you've got. How come?
You must've tried to suck to end up being a loser in your class.
You can still be the belle of the ball.
It's not that hard.
It's like in those American movies
where the loser takes off the ugly glasses and then suddenly… Boom!
She's a bombshell.
Well, I don't wear glasses.
[Nairobi] I know you don't.
But still, there's gotta be something you can do.
Dancing.
There you go, all right. What type of dance?
Classic and contemporary.
Yeah.
All right, then. Is there anything else you do?
Hunting.
Hunting?
With guns?
Well… Well, you look so innocent.
See? That's intimidating.
Because what you need to do now…
You have to show them what you're made of.
And that you're not scared of anybody.
Look.
You gotta wait, very patiently,
for the right moment.
And then you wait until the spotlight is all on you,
and do something that screams,
"My name is Alison Parker
and I'm the fucking boss."
Boom.
Now you.
Repeat it.
Look tough and repeat it. Go on.
Say it, come on.
I'm Alison Parker and I'm the fucking boss.
You gotta say it like you really mean it.
Look yourself in the eyes like you're a super-bitch, all right?
And say it.
I'm Alison Parker and I'm the fucking boss.
-You're what? -The fucking boss!
-You're what?! -The fucking boss!
-You're what? -The fucking boss!
Boom!
["My Life Is Going On" by Celia 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 ♪
[Raquel] Did they send anything?
Uh, excuse me.
I'm making a personal call.
Can you lower the audio? And don't record this.
[cell phone ringing and buzzing]
[line rings]
[cell phone continues to ring and buzz]
Yes?
Hi, Salva. It's Raquel.
Ah, hey. [breathes heavily]
I'm sorry,
is this a bad time? Or, um…
No, no, no. Um…
It's fine, actually. I was, working out
on a mobile bench.
Mobile bench?
Yes. It's equipment for,
you know, for working out.
Okay, I promise to make it really quick.
I just wondering
if you had a chance to decide where do you wanna eat tonight?
Well, uh, honestly, I haven't decided yet.
Every time I read a restaurant review on the Internet, I, um…
I feel like meeting in the usual spot, the Hanoi.
Well, I think that's fine.
We'll check out another place next time.
Um, does nine o'clock work for you?
Sure, nine o'clock sounds fine.
All right.
[hangs up phone]
[Ángel] Raquel.
[Ángel] I found out some information about Retroxil.
[suspenseful music plays]
Can I have your attention?
I need everyone to leave the tent.
It'll only be five minutes.
Don't you think you're being a little paranoid?
Don't forget we have a mole.
Why does it have to be the police?
Lots of people walk through here.
I don't know, Civil Protection, medics, administrators…
Even your friend from the café has been here.
Fine. What do you have?
[Ángel] Like I said, Retroxil is used to treat Parkinson's.
Currently, it's being tested with various muscular dystrophies,
like Helmer's Myopathy.
It's administered intravenously.
Since this is a mail order, all patients are identified.
I'm guessing the pharmacies always place the same orders for the same patients.
-Right? -[Ángel] Exactly.
But there's a strange request in Toledo. Just look at the last five months.
The distributor sent on enough medication to treat 40 patients.
-And there's not 40 patients in Toledo? -No. Only three in Castilla-La Mancha.
Where are those pharmacies?
[Ángel] They're all…
towards Illescas, about 22 miles from here.
[Raquel] Where was the last transaction?
Look. Here in Palomeque, on October 18th.
This started 3 days before they entered the Mint.
Yeah. They received ten boxes of medication.
Get a warrant from Judge Andrade
and go to that pharmacy by yourself.
Get all the purchase records.
I don't know, see if you can find something else.
-And don't discuss this with anyone. -Of course not.
Oh, by the way, Raquel…
So, look…
I don't want you to think after what I said that…
I'm having problems with Mari Carmen.
In fact, this morning…
Well, we made love.
Yes.
That's good, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You can all return.
[door closes]
Arturito.
I have a nice surprise waiting for you.
Well.
I… I want you to know that
I respect all choices.
I even have a brother who's a homosexual.
He lives in Sitges and… and…
Well, he hasn't quite been open about it yet, but
everyone in the family thinks he is a… a…
He does Pilates, and…
Well, really, that's a door I'd prefer to keep shut.
You know what I mean?
You mean that door?
I don't get it.
[door opens]
[soft uplifting music plays]
This is the nice surprise I was talking about.
-We'll talk about "your door" later. -Helsinki.
Leave them alone. They have to talk.
[gasps quietly]
[door closes]
[chuckles] My love.
I thought they killed you.
[cries]
[sobbing]
But I had a feeling
I'd see you again.
And that gave me strength.
Even in those moments where I didn't know if I'd live or die,
you were never gone.
[whispers] Oh God, your skin.
[panting] Oh, your neck.
[moans]
Oh, God, your skin.
[moaning]
[speaking indistinctly]
[moans] Oh, your neck.
[moaning] Oh, your skin.
[moans]
[groans]
[moaning loudly]
-[Mónica pants] -[Arturo moans]
[orgasms]
[chuckles]
This has never happened to me before.
[panting]
I swear I'll get you out of here,
my love.
[Raquel] They're coming in, right?
Play the girl's video.
My name is Ariadna Cascales and I'm in good health,
physically and mentally.
Our treatment has been good and I have nothing to object to.
That's today's news next to the hostage.
-Say hi to my family. -[Raquel] Then what's the problem?
The tech guys analyzed the video.
Apparently, it's been edited already.
You're saying that in less than 40 minutes,
they had enough time to include special effects?
We believe they superimposed images from the news onto old footage.
The quality of the video won't allow us to take it as proof of life.
They reduced the quality to 240 and they did it on purpose.
It's a bad sign.
The gunshots at the Mint is the headline of every media outlet in the country.
They're all requesting a press release.
The president
says we go in.
-I need more time. -And I need a facelift.
But he wants us to go in now.
Give me two hours.
If I don't get proof of life in two hours, we go in.
Agreed.
-[phone rings] -[answers phone]
[Raquel] Tampering with proof of life wasn't a smart move.
I'd even say it was very foolish.
Inspector, we can't reduce our relationship
to rude and discrediting messages like these without…
[distorted] …the proper greetings first.
So it's straight to business? I thought you were better than that.
Look, I don't have time for this bullshit.
[Professor] Fifteen seconds will change the course of our lives. Tell me…
Suppose you meet a guy.
And you sleep with him.
Are you the kind of woman that sneaks out in the middle of the night and escapes?
Without knowing his name? Would you do that?
Honestly, I would actually love to do that.
Yes.
But I'm programmed to do other things first.
Such as, you know, chit chat,
laugh, talk about life, drink coffee,
go for a walk, watch a movie, dance.
If I don't do these things first, I don't see myself sleeping with anyone.
Old fashioned, I know.
No, no, no.
I share that order of priorities the same as you do.
Although, I'd add one more.
Sing karaoke.
It might sound odd,
but I can't help myself, I love it.
Let's continue. I won't take any more of your time.
-Tell me. -[Raquel] It's simple.
The proof of life you sent is worthless. So we have no choice but to go in.
And we can do it either peacefully,
or with gas and a whole lot of artillery.
[Professor] Let me make sure I understand.
You're asking me to let you in?
You have a choice. I send in the tanks
or we have coffee while you show me the hostages are alive.
I'd actually love to entertain you.
I don't know if we'll make it to karaoke, but I can't say no.
Raquel, I won't allow you to go in there.
I give the orders around here, not you.
-All right. -Ángel…
I'm sorry.
Look.
I think there's more to do out there than in here.
Besides,
you're the only one I can trust with this.
-[action music plays] -All right.
Guys. Ladies.
We're going in.
[action music intensifies]
[Berlin] Put your hands up.
Go ahead.
Spread them.
Where's the Professor?
He asked me to apologize.
To preserve anonymity, he can't be here.
Considering that his face isn't everywhere like ours are.
-[music ends] -She doesn't have a gun.
Rio, your turn. Do the honors.
[detector beeping]
[Berlin] Forgive us but we need to be thorough.
[detector continues beeping]
[detector beeping rapidly]
[Berlin] Raquel.
They say the police aren't stupid, but I don't know.
Did you think you could sneak in a recording device?
And you thought they wouldn't try to ensure my safety?
Tokyo, search the inspector again,
but this time do it with more of that enthusiasm we know you have.
[Rio chuckles]
[footsteps approaching]
[suspenseful music plays]
[belt buckle clinks]
[Tokyo gasps quietly] Oh.
This part's my favorite.
The latest in cutting-edge technology. Isn't this inserted into the anus?
[laughing]
Get rid of it.
Are we done?
Follow me, if you'd be so kind.
[Tokyo] In that moment,
Rio froze.
"Rayo."
His mom called him that when he was a kid, when he spent every afternoon running.
He used to say he'd be an Olympic champion.
But he traded sports for video games
and his quiet life
for a life of crime and maybe prison.
[music ends]
Judge Andrade.
This is Deputy Inspector Rubio.
I'm working on the hostage crisis at the Royal Mint.
I'm calling you because we need a search and seizure warrant
for a pharmacy in Toledo.
Yes.
Yeah, yeah, we're on the trail of one of the robbers.
Uh-huh.
All right.
Look, we have our suspicions
that someone is leaking information.
So I need your complete discretion on this, please.
Okay.
All right. Sounds good. Thank you. Goodbye.
[reporter on TV] …and armed robbery he received for his heist
of a high-end jeweler located in Vendôme Plaza in Paris.
On February 4th of…
You know, Raquel's not here.
Oh, no. No. I just came here to get a drink.
[reporter on TV] …that he sold on the black market.
According to recent information,
Andrés de Fonollosa eluded this last robbery charge…
I'm sorry, how's this whole thing going?
I heard there were gunshots
and it's taking a lot longer than you thought.
No, no. It's about to come to an end.
-Really? -[Ángel] Yeah.
Ah, well, I'm glad because I just can't…
I can't imagine what those poor people must be going through,
I mean, the hostages.
Not to mention you guys.
[reporter speaking indistinctly on TV]
-Do you work around here? -Yeah. Yeah, just next door.
Huh. Well, Raquel said you were unemployed.
Well, I lost my job a few months ago, and now I'm trying
to build my own business.
Right.
I mean, a small business.
-[Ángel] You're an entrepreneur? -Yes.
What type of business?
Cider.
You don't say.
Organic cider.
My mother was from Oviedo.
-No way. -[Ángel] Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[chuckles] I make it myself in a workshop that I own right here.
[chuckles] Instead of breastfed, I was cider-fed.
[both laughing]
Yeah, my grandfather owned a small grove of apple trees, and I…
went ahead and did it.
-Is your shop close? -Just around the corner.
-[Ángel] I'd love to try the cider. -Of course. It's done.
-One day I'll bring you a bottle. -Thank you.
[tense music builds]
[music ends]
The Professor said you asked for coffee, so I brought you decaf.
We don't want you losing sleep.
[sighs]
Let's start with the proof of life.
Come forward!
For starters, we have Arturo Román, the Mint's director of operations.
You're bringing the hostages one by one?
Mm-hmm. That's right.
So it's easier for you to keep track of them.
Arturo.
This lady is Miss Raquel Murillo,
the inspector who ordered to have you shot.
Don't be frightened.
We've inspected her exhaustively and she's unarmed.
Please, Raquel, be gentle with him.
Arturo is a very sensitive man.
And… [chuckles] …he's a bit traumatized.
How are you doing, Arturo?
I've had better days.
I want to apologize
on behalf of the police and, uh,
myself of course.
We made a terrible mistake
and I hope you get better soon.
Yeah.
-Bring the next one. -No. Please don't be impatient.
We're giving you the courtesy to interview each one of our guests.
I'm sorry but I can't spend all day in here.
And that's really a shame.
I was starting to get my hopes up.
[Arturo sighs]
[tense music plays]
I have some scissors.
What?
I took them because I was scared, but it's dangerous.
What are you talking about?
What are you doing? Hide that. You'll get us all in trouble.
No. I'm gonna drop them.
-Put them away. -No, I don't want them.
Put them away. Give them to me. Give them to me.
[Helsinki] Arturito.
Come with me.
What were those gunshots?
-[whimpering] -Tell me.
[hostage sobbing]
They're gonna kill all of us.
One by one.
[Tokyo] One by one.
That's how every hostage appeared in front of the inspector.
Would you say you've been treated well?
I can't complain.
[Tokyo] Like little kids lined up at a mall to see Santa.
Are you able to sleep?
I've been getting rest.
[upbeat techno music plays]
This one reminds me of my aunt.
Except she's dead.
Finished your coffee?
This one here, I like him.
Super silent.
[whistles]
[music ends]
Don't tell her anything about the gunshot.
Okay?
-[Raquel] Mónica? -Yes.
[Raquel] Are you doing okay?
I'm a little dizzy…
because I'm pregnant.
I'm sorry to ask this, but…
was it you who wanted the abortion pill?
Yes.
It was me. But I changed my mind.
I don't know if I'm gonna get out of here, and…
I don't know how I'll be as a single mother, but,
I want to continue the pregnancy.
-You'll get out. -[Tokyo hisses]
No matter how difficult things may get,
children always get through it.
The problem starts when they grow up.
[gasps]
[tense music plays]
If there's one thing I know, Inspector, it's women and children.
So, please don't worry.
The mother will be taken care of. Bring in the next one, please.
[music builds and ends]
[door opens]
Mónica, are you all right?
[door closes]
Did they take you to the inspector? What'd she ask?
If I was okay. If I'm getting rest. And they told me not to say I was wounded.
-They're looking for proof of life. -Luckily we're all fine, Arturo.
Not luckily, Mónica. It's actually the opposite.
If proof of life failed, they'll realize something's wrong.
They'd have no choice but to come in.
Listen, Alison.
You can get us out. You have to disappear for as long as proof of life lasts.
-There's a safe. It's hidden. -[Alison] No.
[shushes] You only have to get inside and lock yourself in.
-There's a simple numeric sequence. -I can't.
You're their safe passage.
If you're not in proof of life,
they'll have no other choice but to come rescue you.
You have to do it. It's simple.
Two, nine, one, seven, five, two, three, two.
-Two, nine… -[Arturo] One, seven…
-…two, seven, five. -[Arturo] No.
-Two, nine… -[Arturo] Seven, five… Five!
[Alison] Two, nine, one, seven, five, three, seven…
-Nine, one, seven, five, two, three, two. -Two, nine, one, three, seven…
Leave her alone!
Can't you see there's nothing to do?
-I've been shot in the leg. -Everything will be all right.
I got these scissors. Here, take them.
If they attack you, use these.
-What? I don't want scissors. -Cut them…
-[thud] -[Arturo] …with these.
[door opens]
[scoffs] They told me your wound is bleeding.
Yeah, I was trying not to limp and I think one of the stitches opened.
Okay if I take a look?
Yeah.
-Does she need to get undressed? -How the fuck am I gonna get help then?
[tense music plays]
[music swells and fades]
[Berlin] Can you see those doubloons?
They were found inside a Spanish sailor's stomach.
He was mummified.
Apparently, the captain discovered that he was stealing part of the cargo
they were bringing from the Indies.
So, he made him swallow every single coin he'd stolen one by one until he drowned.
Imagine if we decided to punish you the same way.
We'd end up looking like a gigantic safe. [chuckles]
[grunting]
[laughs]
You're very funny, Inspector.
I'm not here to joke around, Fonollosa.
I still have to see four policemen, 11 security guards
and three students, including Alison Parker.
Please, you have to decompress. Don't get impatient.
The dessert is at the end of the meal.
Yeah. But, this process is taking way too long,
and I'm afraid I can't wait any longer.
I want to see Parker now.
She's still getting ready.
You know how teenagers are, they can really be so vain.
I think that, deep down, it's just insecurity.
And that stays with certain women their entire lives.
[chuckles]
-What's going on with the dogs? -Helsinki's taking them out.
[Helsinki] Get up.
[hostage grunts]
Let's see a happy face. Your boss is here to see you.
Come on. Up!
[Tokyo] In that silence,
Inspector Murillo could hear the presses at full speed, printing money.
She realized that we'd fooled her.
That the gunshots were staged.
And that her visit to the museum had no other purpose
but to give us two hours where she was out of the game.
Because of that, we'd earned another 16 million euros.
The Professor was right.
In this robbery,
time was fucking money.
In the last class, I told you that,
in a way, we're not actually stealing.
We're not taking anything from someone else, right?
Okay.
I lied.
Because there is something that we're stealing here.
We're stealing time from the police.
We're leaving bread crumbs
that they'll follow and it'll lead them to dead ends.
They won't be able to focus on their main objective,
which is getting us out of there.
And when we get their time
and their attention,
we just need to delay it.
Stretch it like taffy
while the presses are working overtime.
Now, they're not stupid.
And at some point, they'll realize that this is nothing but a game,
a red herring so that we can keep printing money.
Even then, they won't be able to do anything.
Because it's their duty to end this without any harm to the hostages.
[Tokyo] It seemed simple.
Perhaps with a different inspector in charge.
But Raquel was a woman in a man's world.
A single mother in the middle of a divorce.
A lady who endured her husband's violence.
So right there, next to Berlin,
she felt at ease.
Like a teacher in front of her rebellious students.
And she wouldn't just sit there and let them screw with her.
I gave you some extra stitches so we won't have to sew it again.
All right.
[Arturo] Are you a surgeon now?
I mean, at least you washed your hands, right?
Of course, Arturito.
Do you want me to slap you so you can fucking smell 'em?
[Mónica] I'm feeling dizzy.
Maybe I can go back where I was and get some rest.
[Denver] Sure.
[door closes]
Listen to me, Alison. It's non-negotiable.
-I need you to do this. -What?
I need you to do this for all of us.
Do you really want to keep being your classmates' punching bag?
What do you know?
[laughs] What do I know? I've seen how they make fun of you.
How they whisper behind your back. I've seen them.
I've seen how they treat you like a fucking loser.
You can change everything.
Today. Right now.
It's in your hands.
You've got to be capable of changing your own fate.
But you have to follow my plan. Got it?
[tense music builds and ends]
[Raquel] How are you feeling?
Well, good, considering.
Helsinki, please.
Take him back to his guest suite.
[Raquel] Okay.
I believe I've seen all the hostages except for Alison Parker.
I think it's her turn, no?
And if not?
You gonna arrest us?
Hey, please, ladies. Calm down.
It's a little early for the mud and the bikinis.
[Raquel] Look.
Since I walked in here, all you've done is play with me.
[Tokyo and Rio laugh]
I had higher expectations for someone who has only a couple months to live?
What's she talking about?
What the fuck is this?
[Raquel] He has Helmer's Myopathy,
an extremely aggressive degenerative disease,
with a life expectancy of 14 to 25 months.
It's possible that his muscles are starting to paralyze.
[voice echoes] Are you are getting spasms? Hand tremors?
Have you noticed how hard it is to hold your gun?
[grave music plays]
[pushes chair]
I'm sorry about that.
I thought that there was no secrets between you, that you were… friends.
I want Alison Parker.
Now.
[Alison] Can I go to the restroom? Please, it's an emergency.
[Nairobi] All right, hurry!
[sighs]
[officer 1] Camera 3, do you see any movement?
-[officer 2] Everything's clear. -[officer 1] Ten-four.
[eerie music plays]
Mr. Berlin.
May I talk to you?
[Ariadna] I wanted to let you know I'm feeling better.
I'm less anxious. I wanna be with the other hostages.
[Berlin] You're not comfortable? Do you have any complaints?
No.
I'm fine. Really.
That's why… maybe I could help with some of the tasks you're assigning.
Tell me, Ariadna, what could you help with?
[Ariadna] Whatever you need.
Cooking, digging…
I believe you're building a tunnel or…
Come a little closer.
To dig with those hands would be a sin.
We already have people to do that.
We also have people for the presses,
to load the paper rolls… Actually, we have people for everything.
Last night you took Silvia and we heard gunshots.
I can't stand it much longer. I need to get out.
Don't we all?
Agony, stress, anxiety…
I, for instance, just a moment ago…
[chuckles] …had the dark certainty I wouldn't make it out alive.
At your age, I also thought I could take on the world.
That I could look back at my fucking life and…
I would never have any regrets.
But, one day,
something stops you cold.
Yes. But being fired from your job or having your home foreclosed
is still better than
being shot by the police.
Yeah, but the thing is,
I've already been stopped cold by a bullet.
Specifically the one that went straight into my boyfriend's heart.
Go out
and tell the others
that I don't feel anything.
And that they can come and get me
with bullets.
[officer 1] All units ready to enter.
Why the fuck is she taking so long?
[officer 1] Awaiting orders.
When Mussolini was losing the Second World War
and a cloud of depression wouldn't allow him to think,
he realized that the only thing that could
lift his spirits was sex.
[eerie music plays]
He had a prostitute living in a room next to his office.
He would visit her every now and then,
so she could bring back his joy.
Well, I can help you deal with your problems.
Do you really think I could be with a woman who comes to me against her will?
When I can see her contempt?
Do you?
I really want to.
Try me.
Try me, Mr. Berlin.
[Berlin] I don't know if I wanna be with you.
But have you caught my eye? Yes.
Why don't you dance a bit? So I can watch you.
Dance.
[Tokyo] For Ariadna,
giving herself to the robber in charge was the best way to save her life.
What she didn't know is there wasn't any danger yet
and that this was as desperate as timid little Alison's escape attempt,
who had the fucking balls to try to get away from Nairobi.
But maybe that's what desperation brings…
balls.
And the absolute determination to cling to life like two furious bitches.
[tense music plays]
[breathes nervously]
Motherfucker! Alison!
Alison!
[suspenseful action music plays]
Alison!
[Ariadna grunting]
[line ringing]
[music builds and ends]
-[line ringing] -[doorbell buzzes]
[computer beeping]
[line ringing]
[hangs up phone]
-Hey, Salva, what's up? -Hi, um…
I was in the neighborhood and uh…
Well, saw you coming in and said, "Could that be Salva?" And here you are.
Do you mind if I come in?
-Now? -Yeah, now.
Of course.
-Come in. -Thank you.
[door closes]
It's quite the setup you've got here.
Sorry to barge in on you, I was just dying to taste that cider you promised.
Of course. Right away.
Let me see if this is clean, ah…
[cider pours]
Thank you. Salud.
Mm, I told you, I'm an amateur. I'm still learning. Sorry.
[chuckles] It's not bad, man.
Well, a little bitter. But…
So, tell me…
You and Raquel?
You two are dating, right?
Well, let's see.
I wouldn't exactly say we're dating.
I mean, we have…
We've talked on occasion. Now we have a date, but--
Yeah.
There's an attraction. At least I think so.
I feel that Raquel is a charismatic woman.
-Mm. -But we barely know each other.
If you give her that concoction, you'd better get it right.
If you give her three glasses of that, you'll give her the shits.
That wouldn't be the most…
ideal date, right?
Of course. Thanks for the advice.
One problem is you have the apples drying there.
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.
This place is really humid, huh?
[footsteps approaching]
[speaking indistinctly]
[Raquel] Silene,
without the mic they don't know if I'm okay or not.
[Suárez] Assault Units 2 and 3, get ready.
Nine minutes.
[officer 1 and 2] In position.
[Professor] I should install a greenhouse.
Well, they can still get rotten.
You should find a different place.
[suspenseful music plays]
Look.
If I don't leave, it'll be a massacre,
with or without proof of life, got it?
[gun cocks]
Sit down.
Four minutes.
Am I speaking fucking Chinese? Sit down!
[crying]
Alison, Alison, Alison, Alison.
There's more than 100,000 square feet. Who knows where she's hiding?
[cell phone ringing]
[Ángel] Excuse me.
Yeah?
[Rio] I'll call The Professor.
Is it ready? All right. Did the judge sign it?
Okay. Perfect. I'm on my way. Thanks.
You'll have to excuse me. Duty calls.
What a pity.
-Do you want to take a bottle? -No, thanks.
[phone ringing]
I never answer those. Who calls a landline these days?
Right.
[door closes]
[suspenseful music builds]
Second floor, office 17, inside the safe.
[breathes heavily]
[snaps and mouths words]
[breathes heavily]
-[Nairobi] You sneaky bitch! -No!
-Alison, you okay? -I'm fine.
We don't have much time. If anything's wrong, tell me.
Weren't you in a hurry? Okay, giddyap, bitch.
Rio, with me.
[Ángel] How's it going, Pilar? Did you find anything?
[Pilar] Yeah, there was a fingerprint.
[Ángel] And?
Actually, it doesn't match the policemen who use that car.
What do you mean?
-Did you run it through the database? -Yeah, but there were no matches.
That fingerprint is not registered in Spain.
Yeah.
Listen, do me a favor.
Compare it with the fingerprints from this teaspoon.
Call me as soon as you get the results, no matter the time.
-Will do. -[Ángel] Thanks.
[man] Where'd you get that teaspoon?
-Hey, Alberto. -Did you get the kidnappers' silverware?
No, not really. No.
It came from somewhere else. It's just a hunch to rule out.
You know we can't analyze anything that is not documented and sealed.
I'm just asking as a personal favor. All right?
Mm.
Damn, so tight-lipped, Angelito.
We get more info about the kidnapping from TV.
Don't worry. We'll call you when we get the results. All right?
Thanks.
How's Raquel?
Is she pulling through?
Yeah, pulling through. Little by little.
[Berlin] My friends,
after some deep reflection,
I want to apologize for not…
being completely honest with you.
The inspector was right.
I have a degenerative disease.
A real motherfucker.
And my days are numbered, but…
it's not my intention to make you sad.
Or for you to feel pity either.
In the end, we're talking about a disease suffered by one out of…
one hundred thousand people. [laughs]
And that makes me special.
What I want is to invite you to celebrate. Rio.
[melancholic piano music plays]
We're all gonna die.
And I'll drink to that…
because right now we're alive.
And because the plan is going really well.
[Berlin and Denver laughing]
[Tokyo laughs]
To life.
And to the plan.
[Raquel] Aníbal Cortés
is the weakest link.
That microphone wasn't going to pass a body search.
That's why I ordered the Crime Unit
to place a message inside.
How do we know the kid has seen the video?
Hello, son.
We've hired a very good lawyer
and he's been able to get you a plea deal. Look.
If Aníbal Cortés surrenders,
then it'll mean that our plan worked.
[Rio's dad] We also spoke with the police.
And they say that if you surrender
and agree to cooperate with the investigation,
then the judge will grant you a favorable sentence.
You won't spend even a year in prison.
[Rio's mom] We're doing everything we can so you're okay when you get out.
You have nothing to worry about. You… You don't belong in there, Rayo.
Please think about it.
[Rio's mom sobbing] Please, we can turn this around, honey.
Rayo, we still have time.
-[Ángel] Hey. -[Carmen] Are you coming to dinner?
I don't think I'll be there on time.
I have to go to this pharmacy.
-[Carmen] Do you want me to wait for you? -[Ángel] No. It's not in Madrid.
It's in Toledo, in this small town, Palomeque.
I'll call you later.
[people on street clamoring]
Help us. We've just been robbed.
[Ángel] It's okay. I'm a cop.
PHARMACY
They just wanted purchase records, prescriptions, accounting, uh,
inventories and, uh, sales records, too.
[motor revving]
[Tokyo] It's just like in chess.
There are times where, in order to win, you have to sacrifice one of your pieces.
In this case, one of the most valuable pieces,
our Trojan horse.
[Western music plays]
[Tokyo] The Professor put Ángel in a fucked-up situation
when he went to that pharmacy.
A situation that would take him down to hell.
Raquel, listen,
a guy got to the pharmacy before me.
I don't know… I don't know how this happened.
Only you and I knew.
[Tokyo] And that's how it happened,
with a heavy heart,
when Ángel, a good man, stuck his nose in the hangar,
the Professor decided to sacrifice him.
["Asalto al Camión" by Iván M. Lacámara plays] gar,