[man over radio] ...visibility, one.
Ceiling 4,000 overcast. Temperature...
[pilot over radio] SAWA 1-1-4 clear to land, runway 1-1.
[air traffic control officer] C/ear to land SA WA 1-1-4.
[slow dramatic music playing]
[Jovanna] These streets, they're different.
- They're old. - [man speaking indistinctly over PA]
The ties are deep and hidden.
It's where the East claws at the West.
Where the South seeks the North.
There's honor here that must be respected.
Rules that cannot be broken.
And if a mistake is made...
[speaking Serbian]
- [knock on door] - [maid in English] Room service.
- [beeps] - [door opens]
[beeps]
[door closes]
[door beeps, opens]
[slow dramatic music continues]
[radio static]
[in Serbian]
[Jovanna speaking]
[pilot in English on speaker] Shutting down engines.
[in Serbian]
[Jovanna speaking]
[Donnie speaking]
[suspenseful music playing]
[engine starts]
[Ronin Five in Serbian]
[Donnie speaking]
[suspenseful music continues]
[crewman in English] Hey! What's the problem?
[DOHHie] Apologies!
Someone called in a bomb threat.
[crewman] This is a restricted area!
[muff|ed, crewmen clamoring]
[Connor] Get on your knees! Get on your knees!
On your knees! Show me your hands!
- On your knees! - Move! Move!
Get on your fucking knees and move!
- [tense music playing] - [indistinct shouting]
[Connor] Lay down! Lay down! Lay fucking down!
[man 2] Lay down! Lay down right now.
[Connor] Don't move! Don't move! On me!
Hands, hands! Show me your hands!
You, come out! Come out! You, come out. On the ground!
[man 3] Get down!
[Connor] It's clear!
[indistinct radio chatter]
[in Flemish]
- [officer in Flemish] - [siren wailing]
[security officer in Flemish]
[Jovanna in English] Dogs on the scent.
[Connor yells]
[Ronin Five in Serbian]
[Donnie in English] Package in hand. Package in hand. Exiting.
[speaks Serbian]
[Connor in English] Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
[yells indistinctly]
[Donnie in Serbian]
[tense music continues]
[Donnie in Serbian]
[tires screeching]
[siren wailing]
[in English] If he catches us, badge him, badge him.
[officer in Flemish]
[in Serbian]
- [in English] Are we good? - We're clear. We're clean. Still good.
[tense music continues]
[music fades]
[Sokol over radio, in Serbian]
[sighs]
[sirens wailing]
[ufinafing]
[door slams]
[toilet flushes]
FihudS]
[sighs]
[ring clattering]
[chuckles]
[newscaster] In Belgium last night, SA WA Airline flight 1-1-4
known as the Africa flight within the diamond industly,
became the epicenter of a meticulously executed heist
at the Antwerp International Airport cargo terminal.
The incident unfolded as the flight arrived from Johannesburg,
and suspects in police tactical gear raced across the tarmac
to stage an assault on the cargo hangar.
Preliminary reports suggest that the thieves made away
with millions of dollars' worth of diamonds.
Indications point to the Panther mafia as potential orchestrators
behind this meticulously planned robbery.
[beeps]
My man crush, Deputy Nick.
Hey. Did you hear about the diamond rip at the airport? Belgium?
What, the Antwerp thing? Yeah.
- Oh. S0, that's what this is about? - Mm-hmm.
[elevator dings]
Mm, zero grams of sugar.
[can opens]
[Ed] Lawmen, afternoon.
Lieutenant, you're busy, I'm busy.
S0 let's jump to it, shall we?
Sir, I have reason to believe my suspect is still operating.
And you know this how?
I just do.
- And what's your ask? - Simple.
Issue a BOLO, or at least a purple notice,
so I can continue my investigation.
I can't operate outside of CONUS without it.
[scoffs]
Isn't this case closed by now?
Look. We've investigated the incident ad nauseam.
And the issue here, Nick, is this,
whether there was an actual breach or not is debatable.
And we'd be pursuing it robustly
if there were abnormalities with any of the accounts.
But there weren't.
Neither us, nor any of our clients,
which translates to every single goddamn bank
in the entire American Southwest, and Guam, and Hawaii,
are missing a dollar.
Not one.
Nothing was stolen, Nick.
I speak English.
The potential optics of this are obviously a nonstarter for us.
In no world can it be known or leaked
that the Federal fucking Reserve Bank of the United States was robbed.
Not happening.
G0 enjoy Lake Havasu, son. I know you understand.
[grim music playing]
[footsteps receding]
[train horn honks]
[woman speaks French over PA]
[in Serbian]
[in English] Backseat.
[indistinct background chatter]
[woman speaking French over radio]
I trust you know how to use it.
Glock.
N0 safety.
[chuckles]
S0 what's my cover?
You're French of Céte d'|v0ire descent.
You're a diamond dealer working out of London,
and we're EDM club promoters here to promote the festival
for the next two weeks.
S0 that's our clock.
Hope you got me a good view.
We'll meet the fence this afternoon.
She's a sightholder and she arranged office space for you.
And we've sanitized the whole flat.
S0 you're good to go. Welcome to Nice, Jean-Jacques.
Here we go.
[pensive music playing]
[dog barks distantly]
[indistinct chatter]
Jean-Jacques Dyallo.
[hip-hop music playing in distance]
[car door closes]
[car engine starts]
- [Holly] What the fuck are you doing? - Follow him.
Follow that fucking car.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Holly] What are we doing?
Just relax. You're gonna be fine.
Get out. [exhales deeply]
A stripper that doesn't smoke.
- [clinks] - That's a first.
- [lighter flicks] - G0 fuck yourself.
Still dealing bat food at the club?
[breathes deeply]
Okay. Your dude told you everything.
Always do.
You knew about the Fed.
You always fuck your suspects?
Is that police procedure?
[chuckles softly]
You know, I could close these container doors
and then it'll be shipped to China.
And when it gets there,
they'll open the doors and there you'll be.
Dead.
A dead stripper in China.
Sounds kinky.
N0, it doesn't.
We'll make this simple.
Since Merrimen's dead,
you're gonna tell me two things.
Where were he and Donnie going that they didn't get to?
And what did they do with the money?
[cell phone unlocks]
Who's the lucky guy?
He was all prison weird.
He didn't fuck me.
You did.
And I can post this...
anytime.
God. I look so much younger there.
I know where Donnie went.
I know where he put the money. But I want my man's cut.
Seven million.
Or the LASD and your daughters
will be super proud of your amateur porn career.
You understand, motherfucker?
Where is the money?
The Panama Diamant Bank.
[Jovanna] Hey.
Jean-Jacques, this is my lovely friend Chava.
- Bonjour. - Bonjour.
[in French]
[in English] ...rusty.
Paughs]
Well, you have to speak English in this business anyway, so...
You grow up in Abidjan or...
- Séguéla. - [Chava] Oh!
S0 you're Baoulé, ethnically.
Ethnically? Senufo.
I'm impressed.
You know a lot about the country.
I mean, I have a lot of friends
in this business from West Africa.
Tough negotiators.
VVhoisn%?
S0, Jean-Jacques,
you have something you want me to look at?
I do.
- And you came across this in... - My family.
We do business in Botswana.
[chuckles softly]
G0 on.
Great.
|'|| leave you guys to it.
Let's get you set up at the Bourse.
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[Chava speaks French]
[in French]
Hold on.
- [in French] - [officer 2 over radio]
[officer 3] Monsieur.
[dramatic music playing]
- [Chava] Bonjour. - [Donnie] Bonjour.
Bonjour.
[officer 3 speaking]
[in English] ...wa|king through the Bourse.
D'accord.
Keep an eye on him, yeah?
Oui.
[clerk speaking French]
[indistinct chatter]
[in French]
- [elevator dings] - [Olivier humming]
[in French]
[in English] May I see your inventory?
You may.
[in French]
[in English] Your office. Landline phone here.
Dial 3 for security, 7 for the Concierge,
and 8 to dial out.
Your safe.
You dial in your own personal code here.
But you could leave it open, to be honest.
You're in the most secure building in continental Europe.
[Donnie] I certainly hope so.
I have some inventory coming in this week.
Is it possible to lease one of the vault boxes?
Oh, I'm sorry, not possible.
Currently, all the vault boxes are fully booked.
And they are reserved for sightholders anyway.
Ah! Hopefully, something opens up.
[both speaking French]
[door opens, closes]
[sighs]
[in English] So?
We're in. But we have a problem.
There's no access to the vault.
Only sightholders and LE have access,
and there's no security boxes available.
[Jovanna] You've gotta be fucking kidding me.
[Donnie] Just let me handle it.
[tense music playing]
[dog barks distantly]
[commentator speaking Italian on TV]
Bmmq
[in Sicilian]
[clears throat]
[whirring]
[in Hebrew]
[in English] You have an account across the street?
Of course. What is the offer?
Well, these stones obviously don't oome with Kimberley certificates.
4.2.
I... I cannot go lower than five.
It is also the only offer you will get, Jean-Jacques.
[in French]
[in English] 4.2. Here's your cash.
I understand we have a Marsala.
- [water spraying] - [beeping]
[snoring]
- [car door slams] - [grunts]
- Afternoon, sunshine! - I'm good. I'm good.
- [grunts] - Are you actually living in your car now?
I love my car.
Okay. So, one week before the Fed heist,
the account Hofbro Imports LLC
is opened at the Diamant Bank in Panama City.
Thirty-three days after the Fed,
$22,127,000 are deposited.
And then it goes dark
- for a couple of years. - Shit.
Except for a few cash withdrawals in London and Belgium.
- Check the PDF I sent you over Signal. - Fuck, um...
Two days after the diamond rip in Antwerp,
there's a deposit of 4.2.
Er, since then, it's a flurry of activity,
including 1.8 in cash withdrawals dated yesterday.
Fenced the stones, then payouts.
- Correct. - [sighs]
Now, there's only five locations of the Diamant Bank worldwide.
Marseille, Dubai, Tel Aviv, Panama City, and Nice, France.
Look at the map I sent you.
What is directly across from the Nice branch?
Fuckin' A.
The World Diamond Centre.
Okay. Who's our POC on the Antwerp job?
Check your JRIC. Task Force Pantera.
BRB Commander Hugo Kamen.
He'll be expecting your call.
I know you're not gonna kick this up to Europol.
How are you gonna operate?
Good point. Hold on.
Global jurisdiction. U.S. Marshal.
I was deputized on the Chris Dorner manhunt.
We didn't know if that fucker was in Temecula or Paraguay.
Okay, did you re-UP?
No. Good point. S0, uh, you gotta back me up, okay?
If they call me out, validate me.
- I can do that. - Thank you.
Now, get the fuck out of my car.
All right.
[car door closes]
[indistinct chatter]
[engine starts]
[Islamic call to prayer in background]
[door slams]
- [in Serbian] - [Slavko speaking]
[in English] Comms are secure, so we can speak freely.
[Jovanna] Okay.
I am Cleopatra.
Now, I've been working with each one of you individually,
but never as a group.
There's a reason why you're all here.
This will be our biggest job on the continent yet.
This isn't a smash and grab.
We're here to rob the World Diamond Centre.
We estimate the score to be €85O million.
Use these S|Ms and only these for all communication.
Vuk, logistics. Marko, vehicles and transport.
Dragan, safes, entry. Slavko, comms, cell overvvatch.
- [in Serbian] - [Jovanna] Jean-Jacques.
He'll be doing the recce and the planning.
[both speaking Serbian]
That's what the fuck I'm doing.
[Jovanna] Okay, okay, guys. Calm the fuck down, okay?
This guy is one of the best thieves on the planet, okay?
- What the fuck is your problem? - [in Serbian]
Yeah, it's fucking normal. What the-- Hey, shut the fuck up!
[sighs] Okay.
We have until the last Sunday of the month to execute the job.
S0 as we advance in our recce to the target here,
the World Diamond Centre,
gathering all the intelligence we need will be difficult.
Jean-Jacques is our asset on the inside.
He finds our paths to the vault.
And if you have a problem with that, you can get the fuck out now.
I'm good... Boss.
[Jovanna] What do you need?
I'll need brands, makes and model of all security systems,
and of course, the vault.
Need to ID all their personnel. Get to know who we are dealing with,
and somehow, tap in their comms.
Confirm routes, find the exits.
I'll work up the routes.
I'll need to see them before selecting vehicles.
- So, are we good? - Yeah.
Ah, bravo.
[both speaking Serbian]
[footsteps receding]
- [indistinct chatter] - [baby wailing]
[woman speaking French over PA]
[in English] Here we go.
[Marko] France.
Italy.
That bend, that is the border.
This is the alpine run.
N0 CCTV or plate readers up on these roads?
Zero. All on the coast.
This is the route.
I need all-wheel drive.
Strip out the automation. No anti-locks.
[in Serbian]
[in English] I'm sorry, what was that?
Sir, yes, sir.
- [phone ringing] - [keyboard clacking]
[sighs]
Excuse me.
Uh, sorry. ls the captain here?
[stammers] Capitaine?
Uh, oui, oui.
- [in English] N0 problem. - O-okay.
We were set for, uh, 1:00, 1:00 p.m.
It's... it's-it's 1:30.
He's aware that I'm here or--
Nicholas. Hugo.
Welcome.
Nice to finally meet you. I thought we said 1:00,
- but--
Hmm.
Well, anyway, I brought you some swag.
- Thought you and the guys might like it. - [Hugo] Oh.
[in French]
[in English] I have LAPD but not LASD. It's cool.
D0 you want something to eat, drink?
Coffee. Maybe a little one of those croissants.
No, Nick.
It's croissant, not, uh, croiss-ant.
Well, clearly, I don't speak French, right?
What American does?
This is Lieutenant Varane. Lieutenant O'Brien.
Hey, nice to meet you.
[in French]
[receptionist answers]
[Sighs] Ah.
- [in English] S0, here they are. - [Hugo] Ah, oui.
It's very tough to crack. Ethnically insular.
They work with the Italians and Albanians once in a while,
but tactically, they are brilliant.
The players are only aware of who's in the cell for a particularjob.
So if they get caught, there's no one to rat on.
- [Hugo in French] - [Varane] And tough to ID them.
We don't get much help from Balkan LE.
They are all ex security services and military.
They know how to stay off the grid.
They often use women who were models or athletes
who spend a lot of time in Western Europe.
S0 they have connections. Know their way around.
- This guy. Slobodan. - [Hugo] He's a criminal receiver.
He has deals with the 'Ndrangheta and all the top jewelers in Italy.
He gives the green light for every job on the continent.
We've been trying to bag him for almost a decade.
Take a seat, Nick.
S0, tell us about your suspect.
We have reason to believe, thank you,
that he's operating out of Europe, possibly France.
We started looking into it after the Antwerp rip.
A lot of the signatures of that job
were similar to some of the ones we investigated in L.A.
[Hugo] But you know, the Police Aéronautique
believe that most of them were Balkan.
I thought you said they were all Balkan except for one.
The one who recruited them.
Okay. And was he Black?
[in French]
[in English] Okay. S0 they weren't all Balkan is the point.
N0.
Were you guys able to pull up the surveillance footage I requested?
Of course.
Okay.
Can I see it?
[Varane clears throat]
[in English accent] How's your croissant?
Great.
I'll make your life a little bit easier while you're over here.
You know, some of the letters in French, they are silent.
Like the "T" in croissant, for example.
You're an American, you say, uh, "salmon," right?
But the "L" is silent, no?
Am I on Candid Camera or something?
You know, I actually say "salmon." Always have.
- Sal-mon. S0, there you go. - [chuckles]
He's a funny guy, huh?
Okay. This is from the day you requested.
Let me know when to pause.
[Nick] That's it. Diamant Bank.
- Wait, wait, wait, stop. Right there. - [mouse clicks]
- Can you zoom in? - [mouse clicking]
Try and find him when he comes out.
Okay, just-- Stop.
Okay. Inch forward.
Freeze. Freeze there.
- Go in. - [mouse clicks]
[suspenseful music playing]
A/lé, this him?
N0, no.
No, no. Not-not him.
N0?
N0.
[smacks lips]
[clears throat]
[Nick sighs]
If you need anything else, you have my number.
Maybe we can go out and have some salmon.
- Thank you, but French food kinda sucks. - Oh.
[Hugo chuckling]
Actually, Nick, it's the best.
[Nick chuckles]
But you're American, you have no taste.
["La Frangaise" by Rue du Soleil playing]
[indistinct]
[indistinct chatter]
[cell phone buzzing]
["La Frangaise" continues]
[indistinct conversation]
I am.
Honey trap is set. Check your Pegasus.
[Slavko] We got it.
- [keys jangle] - [doorknob rattling]
[door creaks]
[dishes clattering]
[dish clatters]
Mademoiselle.
Grab a seat.
Come on, man, sit down.
You're making me nervous.
I won't bite.
Promise.
- So, what you packing there? - [pouring]
[sighs]
You don't have anyjurisdiction here.
- [gun clicks] " |\/lrn!
[glass thuds]
[smacks lips]
[exhales deeply]
I didn't rob the Fed.
Who said anything about the Fed?
You know what I was tripping on just now?
You and I are part of this...
weird symbiosis.
See, you only exist, Fréulein, because of me.
If we weren't there trying to stop you
from smuggling shit and stealing shit, then...
your shit wouldn't be worth a fucking thing.
It's only worth the trouble,
because we're there trying to stop you.
S0, actually, you need to thank me...
that your shit is worth anything at all.
- You're welcome. - Okay.
Cracks me up when people pull guns on people.
- Why don't you just shoot 'em? - [grunts]
[objects clattering]
You're not a killer.
I am.
[Nick breathes deeply]
You got over on me, Fréu/ein.
N0 one gets over on me.
I'm broke.
And I'm sick of being the hunter.
It's fucking exhausting.
Let's take a look at your view.
Word around the L.A. streets is that they fired your ass.
S0 how you gonna get in?
Take it.
I'm gonna ask you again.
How are you gonna get in there?
I'm working on it.
N0, you can't trust me.
And, yeah, I can haul your ass in anytime I want.
Depends on my mood.
Right now, Fréulein, it's pretty good.
You're gonna rob that place.
And I'm gonna do it with you.
I wanna meet these Panthers.
Set it up.
[door closes]
Fuck.
[ship horn tooting]
[indistinct chatter]
[in Sicilian]
[in English] This is our city. N0 one can hide from us here.
[in Sicilian]
[bells tolling]
[indistinct chatter]
[Nick] Jesus, that's strong!
' [groans] - [Clinks]
- [clinks] - Oh.
[lighter flicks]
That her?
[Donnie] Yeah, that's her.
I don't recall getting a memo she was a supermodel.
[speaks Serbian]
[lighter clinks, flicks]
[Clinks]
Engleski? Yeah?
You've worked security?
Among other things.
How'd you guys meet?
Pflson.
Gay cruise actually.
[laughing]
Marlboro Man.
[slow suspenseful music playing]
[in Serbian]
[in English] Yeah. But I mean, that's why I let them do the work for us.
I play the cops like I play everyone else.
[in Serbian]
[in English] Right now, he's our key to the vault. No other option.
[in Serbian]
[Slavko in English] Invite him tonight.
We'll put him in a deep hole and see if he crawls out.
[in Serbian]
- [knock on door] - Bonjour.
[in French]
[in English] Sorry. The wealthier they are,
the bigger the crook. Asshole.
[sighs] Once you become a slave to greed,
you're fucked.
Then I guess we are both fucked.
[both chuckle]
S0, how can I help you?
I was wondering if I can rent space
in one of your vault boxes for a few weeks.
I have some inventory coming in and I--
I do not like the idea of keeping it in the office.
How much space exactly?
Around 3,000 karats.
Split the monthly cost and we can do it.
Perfect.
- Bon. - [chuckles]
[indistinct chatter]
[phone ringing]
[Moussa in Sicilian]
[both speaking French]
[in English] Show him.
[Moussa in French]
[in Sicilian]
[Moussa speaking]
[in English] That's the guy who had the GPS beacon?
[in French]
[in English] Text it to me.
[Moussa in French]
- [in English] Okay. - Good job.
- [in Sicilian] - [thuds]
["Zoca|o" by Armin van Buuren playing]
' Yo! _ [Donnie] Hey!
Dude, you look good.
[Donnie laughs]
- [Nick] Holy shit. - [Donnie] Right?
[indistinct conversation]
S0, these your new girlfriends?
Take it easy, man. We're in no rush.
- Nick. - Slavko.
Cool name. Pleasure.
- Dragan. - Nick.
I know you.
Nick.
Take your time, bro.
[Nick speaks]
[in Serbian]
[Slavko speaking]
[in English] Have a seat.
[Nick sighs]
[Nick] Thank you.
Hey, what's the name of that game?
You know, with the little metal balls that you throw?
- Bocce. - [Nick] Bocce.
You know, at the cafe today, I saw you guys there.
Your police academy taught you well, Nicko.
Fuck the police.
[Slavko] Yeah, fuck the police.
[Nick laughs]
- What is that? - Sljivo.
- Say again? - Sljivo. filjivovica.
When you run out of gas, you can put this in your car.
[groans]
That's some nasty shit.
[groans]
- What is it? - Try it.
Cops don't do drugs.
S0 do yourself a favor.
Stop being a pussy and hit that shit.
Holy shit.
[all laughing]
[groaning]
Seriously. What-what are we-- What are we smoking?
Hashish.
With a little pixie dust.
Pixie, what?
E. You never try E?
Yeah, of course.
[laughing]
[all laughing]
Okay.
[groans]
[clears throat]
[exclaiming gibberish]
["Need You" by Tinlicker playing]
[crowd cheering]
I wish I could fucking dance!
[laughing]
Fuckin' Europe rules!
Hey, man, sorry about bombing the shit out of you guys in the '90s.
Now, that-that was fucked up.
They killed my mother. [laughs]
N0, seriously?
[Slavko] We went to join the West, but the West didn't want us.
S0, we rob it. [laughs]
I fucking love you guys.
- Fuck NATO! - Fuck NATO!
- Fuck 'em!
Yeah, yeah, fuck NATO!
Oh, I got one coming up.
[whistling]
He's fucked up. [laughs]
["Amnésie" by Nhyx playing]
[imperceptible]
Hey. Not good. Go to Nicko. Go, go.
N0,n0,n0.
Hey, hey, hQY, he)'-
This is Mark0's ex, man, and he's trippin'.
Just slow it down a little bit, all right?
- I told him. [chuckling] - Yeah.
[cheefing]
- Hey, what the fuck are you doing? - Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Fuck this shit.
_ HGY- _ HGY-
- [Nick] Keep your fucking hands off me. - [Jovanna] Fucking drama queen. Let's go.
[both grunt]
- [crowd clamoring] - [both grunting]
Hey, hey! [gmans]
[grunting]
- [Donnie] Fuck off! - [indistinct overlapping shouting]
Chill, chill.
[Nick] What the fuck?
Bmmq
_ [Donnie] Okay, okay, okay. " [Nick] Okay.
[in Serbian]
[bouncer] What, you wanna get smashed?
No. I don't wanna get smashed.
Paughs]
[H1190] Hey! Hey!
Hey, heV"
Ah! We're really gonna do this right now?
[in Serbian]
[in English] Oh, fuck. Shit, yeah.
[Hugo] Yeah, big American tough guy.
Like to start shit in our country, huh?
You think we're socialist pussies over here, huh?
What the fuck are you playing at?
Hey. Wait, wait, wait. I got one.
I'm really gonna make you proud right now.
- Croissant. Croissant. - [speaks French]
[in English] You got it. You-you don't like it?
- C-croiss- Fuck! Croissant. - [Hugo] It's still shit!
Come on. I thought that was-- I thought that was good.
Donnie!
- You fucking had my back. - [both laugh]
Thank you! [laughs]
[Nick] Hey. Hey. Hey. We got a fucking free ride?
- This is a bad idea. - Scooter time.
- This is bad. - Let's just press down on the right.
- Oh, shit. - Let's have some fucking fun
- for once, man. - Oh, shit.
- Yeah. Whoo-hoo! - Oh, shit.
- Whoo! - Oh, shit.
[Nick] Fifty fucking miles an hour?
Fréulein! [laughs]
[Donnie] Get your slow ass out of my way. I thought white people watched NASCAR.
[Nick] You're my bitch.
- Whoo-hoo! - Hey, hey!
- [both grunt, groan] - Fuck.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
[both groan]
Bmmq
- Oh, my God. - [sighs]
- [frogs trilling] - That bitch.
- [frogs trilling] - ls that a horse?
Those are frogs.
[laughing]
[rooster crowing]
- Ah. - And that's a cock.
Don't say it like that.
- Please call it a rooster. - A rooster. Sorry.
I just fucking remembered.
I'm fucking starving.
I need water.
You like shawarma?
I don't know.
[dog barks in distance]
Hey.
How'd you find me?
Ilooked.
S0, how'd you do it?
Do what?
Paughs]
Mm-mm-mm.
The Fed isn't missing anything.
There you have it. [chuckles]
How the fuck does the Fed have no idea it's been ripped off?
How does that happen?
You tell me.
You stole the old money before it was shredded, huh?
- Unfit currency. - Huh?
- [laughs] - Technically.
I read that somewhere.
I fucking knew it!
- [woman yells in French] - [Donnie chuckling]
[Nick in English] I fucking knew it. [sniffles]
Like, you gotta be fucking loaded, right? Come on.
I don't know rich people, but isn't it enough?
Like, why don't you stop? I-I-I don't get it.
I, uh, I can't.
You know where I'm from?
- Hawthorne. - Mm-hmm.
- I know everything. - Near Doty and Rosecrans.
With a Popeye on the corner next to the Hawaiian barbecue place.
I'd kill that Hawaiian barbecue spot.
Right, with a side of fried rice?
[chuckles] Yeah. The pineapple chicken.
Fuck, yeah!
[smacks lips]
[clears throat]
My... my pQpS,
my pops was blasted
right in front of me when I was six years old.
Some Pirus at Alondra Park.
My mom, she had to support us.
She was a server at Marie Ca||ender's at the Del Arno mall.
She ain't make shit.
[melancholic music playing]
One year for Christmas,
all she could afford was a... a Nerf hoop
that me and my sister had to share.
That next year, I was always good in school
and they moved me to this magnet school in Torrance.
The only thing is, I had to walk to that motherfucker.
Three miles every day.
It was in a nice area.
S0, the closer I got to school,
around that last mile,
I started to see the shift. Nice, big houses.
Super clean yards.
S0 I started to play this little game in my mind.
I started to see patterns.
See if I could memorize all the houses.
How many people lived in it.
If they would go to work, and for how long.
When papers would start to stack up on the front step.
Who had dogs, who didn't, what type they were.
I had that neighborhood clocked in no time.
S0, Christmas is coming back around, and...
I feel my Mama's anxiety.
Another fucking year
where she can't get us shit.
On my way to school, I decided to look
and see what was in one of them houses.
It'll never be enough.
It's because it's not about the money.
It's about the challenge.
Can I get in and get out
without anyone even knowing I was there?
And ljust started leveling up.
What you getting me for Christmas?
A coupon to the Hofbrau.
- [chuckles] - I fucking love that place.
[groans]
[sighs] Seeing as we're in...
- couple's therapy... - [lighter flicks]
my old man owned a liquor store
right over there off of Sepulveda Boulevard, you know,
near Western. S0, he used to walk to work.
One night, he was working late,
and, uh, these two dudes rolled in with straps on.
Tried to rob him.
Now, he didn't take shit from anybody ever.
And there was no way he was gonna open that register.
He had this .38 that he kept under the counter.
Yeah, right there.
And he looked down at it.
And these dudes must have gotten spooked that he was gonna blast their ass,
because one asshole shot him.
[Donnie] Hmm.
Right there. Here.
Top of the leg, just below the hip.
And he survived.
But from that day on, he had this fucking limp.
He had it to the day he died.
Never the same.
He put a brave face on, but...
I used to watch him walk to work every day.
He would just put one foot in front of the other
with that fucking limp.
Broke my heart.
All I could think about was getting the motherfuckers that did it.
I never did. Never got 'em.
When I grew up, first chance I got, I got a gun.
I got a badge. And I started to hunt.
Fuck.
This time no one gets hurt.
Absolutely.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! What? - Keep walking.
- [Vigo] Keep walking. - Okay, okay.
Just keep walking. Let's go.
I didn't even call an Uber! Fucking-- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
[Vigo] Get in, get in the fucking car!
[tires screech]
[dramatic music playing]
[in Sicilian]
[dramatic music continues]
[music fades]
[in Sicilian]
[in English] A few weeks ago, there was a flight from Africa to Antwerp.
It had something on it.
Something that belongs to us.
To the Octopus.
And you stole it.
Get it back.
[gasps]
[Donnie] Hey!
Get the fuck back here!
Are you kidding me?
You stole diamonds from the fucking mafia?
- Like I fucking knew! - Oh, fuck!
Where are you going? Nick! Nick!
Take your shoes off. You'll sink.
Shoes. Shoes.
- [groans] - Now, what?
What the fuck do you think? Swim.
- Swim? Where, Nick? - Oh, to Libya.
Where the fuck do you think, dum-dum? T0 shore!
I can't swim that fucking far.
I'm negatively buoyant. Don't you know David Goggins?
[chuck|es, mumbles]
- Don't be such a pussy. - Fuck you!
You think there are sharks around here?
Actually, yeah. I think it's infested.
You kind of look like shark food.
Stop talking to me.
Paughs]
[Donnie] I hate you!
[Nick] I fucking hate you too.
[groans, pants]
[pants, groans]
Fuck it. I'm out.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! What you mean?
I'm out. Capo di tutti i capi or whatever the fuck it's called
is where I draw the line.
They go after families. They don't give a fuck.
You can't do me like that.
All right, I'm dead if you don't.
Well, you're the one that stole the fucking diamond. I didn't.
You gonna bail on me, you might as well arrest me.
Fuck it.
[sighs]
Don't fucking follow me.
You followed me here.
Dip out then, bitch.
FihudS]
[church bell tolling]
[melancholic music playing]
[breathes deeply]
[cell phone ringing]
How's the hangover, mademoise/Ie?
You watching?
[Nick] Yep.
Most guards don't do shit.
Smoke, dick around on phones, watch porn.
- Those boys are different. - Very.
Been clocking those dudes for weeks. Those dogs can hunt.
Yeah.
This is gonna be interesting.
You feeling it?
[chuckles]
Yeah, I'm feeling it. [grunts softly]
And the cop goes gangster.
Get your ass over here, man. Your espresso's getting cold.
[Slavko] The WDC has no fire doors,
no emergency exit, or egress point.
There's only one door.
One way in, one way out.
Any movements within the district
will result in you coming into picture.
S0 there's only one place they're not looking.
Up.
Bravo.
Dragan.
[Jovanna] You're gonna have to put this on.
[Nick] These on sale or something?
Where are my two boyfriends?
[chuckles softly]
They're out.
[door slams]
Welcome.
Marko and Vuk went home.
You're a Panther now.
This is the entire theater.
We've recce'd every security measure in the district.
As you can see, there are no dead zones.
S0 we'll have to create one.
There are 127 cameras fed into central security
right here in this kiosk.
They only run ten CCTV monitors.
S0 those 127 feeds
cycle through at ten-second intervals.
At any given time,
117 of those views are dark.
We will perform a timed descent
that will move us undetected through those dark zones
as a result of the CCTV monitoring cycle.
What about the recorded footage once the cameras are offline?
There's a WDC privacy law that prevents it.
S0 no footage is being recorded.
It's just being viewed in real time.
But... we have a blind spot
and a problem.
S0 the only individuals that are granted access to the vault
is the Concierge, the sightholders,
and their private security who must be law enforcement.
[Donnie] We tried to flip some internal assets with access, but...
[Jovanna] So you're our way in.
Okay.
When does this happen?
Right now.
Like, right the fuck now.
[clears throat]
[in French]
No. [exhales]
Mr. O'Brien has worked with me for years.
I emailed admin at your L.A. sheriff's office
for your bona fides, but didn't receive anything.
You mean, uh...
You sure you got the right email?
Maybe-maybe check.
[Olivier] Yeah. I don't understand.
Oh! Here we are.
It went to myjunk.
[both chuckle]
- [Olivier] Sorry for that. - It happens.
Everything is okay.
- Yeah. Mm. - Wonderful.
[cell phone chimes]
Okay, man. She's on her way.
Just stand here?
Yeah.
- Bonjour. - Ah, bonjour.
This is Nick, my head of security.
Nick. Chava Falcone.
- Bonjour. - Bonjour.
- Ah, no frangaise, huh? - [chuckles]
By the way, the derby. Nice-Monaco. Are you going?
- Olivier, the Concierge. - Yeah.
Me, some friends. We're going to a supporters' bar.
- [Donnie] On Saturday? - [Chava] Yes.
- I might join you. - Yeah, come. Come with us.
Merci.
S0, Nick will go with you to deposit the inventory.
Uh, does tomorrow still work?
Yeah. But first thing in the morning, eight o'clock,
because I'm slammed tomorrow. [speaks French]
- Sure. - [Donnie] Thank you.
See you.
[suspenseful music playing]
- ["Wr0ng |dea" by Snoop Dogg playing] - [sings along]
Why, bro? Why?
J' I want the world to see I'm a gangsta J'
[Donnie singing] J' Gangsta niggas, do your dance J'
J' Gangsta bitches, wave your hands J'
[song continues]
[music stops]
- [upbeat folk music plays] - Hey!
For real gangster.
You watch your mouth.
[in Serbian]
[in English] This is why y'all so amped up all the time.
Oh, my God.
[music stops]
Hey!
- [slowjazz music plays] - Now, this is music.
Okay.
Wow. Romantico.
Oh, my God.
[in Serbian] Huh?
[in English] You gotta make love more often, bro.
See, Dragan, he's smooth with it.
Them glasses don't fool me. I see you! [chuckles]
Yeah! Bro, you pent up.
Your suit.
It's an ISR.
Records in every direction.
Oh. All right.
Sure this thing's gonna work?
I've worn these in 500 jewelry stores. They work.
Well, you're a woman.
They tend not to get frisked, especially beautiful ones.
Well, neither do cops, especially good ones.
[scoffs]
Fuckin'-- I fuckin' hate suits.
Nothing good ever happens in a suit.
[chuckles softly]
That was fun the other night.
You know, at the club.
Yeah. Good DJ.
Cool fight.
I just got divorced.
Oh, that's so sad.
And for the record, I have no attraction to you.
Okay.
You got any kids?
N0.
Actually, yeah.
You know, I prefer honesty rather than bullshit.
Oh.
Then, yeah, I do. I got-I got two.
[sighs] Damn!
I thought you were gonna wife me up.
Can I change my answer?
Don't fuck this up.
And don't fuck me over.
[suspenseful music playing]
Come on. Come on.
- [Donnie] Bonjour. - [guard] Bonjour.
[in English] My detail. We have an appointment at the Bourse
with Miss Falcone and the Concierge.
All right.
[in French]
Merci.
[in Serbian]
[in English] You're good to go.
- Cam there. - Cam.
- [briefcase clicks] - [sighs]
Okay. Precious cargo.
Thank you so much, Chava.
[Chava] I have to go... [indistinct] Come.
- [Olivier] Bonjour. - [Chava] Bonjour.
Good morning.
Morning.
Please.
The Concierge operates the vault 24/7, lives on the seventh floor,
escorts every appointment, locks up every night.
Moving all this with him anywhere near there would be...
[exhales sharply] very risky.
Yeah. But we'll just time it with his movements.
S0, no more being sheriff for you?
I tend to hurt people's feelings.
Then you'll fit right in.
Huh.
[elevator dings]
Please.
- There's a thermal motion. - Yeah.
- [Olivier] Can you turn around? - [Nick] I'm sorry.
There is the vault. Armon.
[vault door beeps, thuds]
You can put the briefcase on the desk,
- please. - Sure.
[slow dramatic music playing]
[Olivier grunts]
[in French]
[Olivier speaking]
[Dragan in English] The remaining issue is that
the security camera from hallway to the foyer,
is too high up for us to cover.
And that's the only camera that doesn't cycle.
What if we cover ourselves?
Quantum Stealth?
- [in Serbian] - [Slavko] Huh.
What we looking at?
I saw the stone.
Uh-huh.
Top left side.
Second row, fifth from the top.
I saw the fucking stone.
["Ju2ni Vetar Gas" by Coby & Mili playing]
[music stops]
[in Serbian]
[in English] Good.
[church bells tolling]
[choir singing "Ave verum c0rpus"]
- [bells tolling] - [Hugo speaking indistinctly]
Nicholas.
You're enjoying your time off, huh?
You know...
Beautiful family.
Oui. [chuckles]
[in French]
- [in English] Hey there. - [car honks]
I have to go.
[indistinct chatter]
- [car door closes] - [engine starts]
[car honks]
[sighs, exhales]
- [Hugo] Mm. - [lighter clinks]
I need to quit this shit, man.
I try pretty much every fucking day.
- [lighter clicks] - [laughs]
[breathes deeply]
S0 how often do you get to see 'em?
We try for a couple of times a week, you know?
Wow. Mm.
That's fucking involved.
[both chuckle]
Are you the same?
I wish. [scoffs]
Christmas and birthdays only.
You know, we go out into the world.
You know, we try to sort out these problems.
[clicks tongue]
But all we do is we bring them home.
Yeah. It must really fucking suck being married to a cop.
Oui.
[taps arm]
Be careful of your new friends, huh?
I'll see you around, Lieutenant.
[intriguing music playing]
[machine whirring]
Low tech beats high tech.
[beeping]
Watch now.
Voi/é!
Fuck.
[spraying]
[smacks lips]
Not used to all the garlic over here.
- [gate clanks] - [suspenseful music playing]
[speaking French]
[in English] Now, you know, turn around.
I guess he's making some sales.
[alarm beeping]
Oh, is this ice cream? What?
Gelato. [smacks lips]
It's fucking good.
- [Donnie] Mm-hmm. - [alarm beeping]
[Nick] Yo, is that thermal?
- [Dragan] Huh? - ls-is that thermal?
' [Dragan] Yeah. - [alarm stops]
[suspenseful music continues]
- [Whistling] - [clicks]
Bmmq
[beeps]
[whistling]
- [clicks] - [bulbs thudding]
[indistinct chatter]
[all laughing]
[in French]
Oui.
[in English] Concierge just left. See you with the van at egress point.
- [in Serbian] - Copy.
[suspenseful music continues]
[Islamic prayer call in background]
[Alen speaking Serbian]
- [Marko speaking] - [Darko speaking]
[Islamic prayer call continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[crowd cheering, whistling]
[commentator speaking French on TV]
[crowd exclaiming]
[in French]
[tense music playing]
[in English] Houdini One, this is Carbon Actual. Comms check.
[Nick over radio] Carbon Actual, copy. Comms clear.
Houdini One moving on theater.
[Jovanna] Copy that.
[Nick] Houdini One in theater.
[camera beeps, shutter clicks]
[indistinct phone chatter]
[tense music playing]
[indistinct phone chatter]
[Donnie breathing heavily]
[device whirring]
[beeps]
[suspenseful music playing]
[all grunt]
[Donnie panting]
[grunts, exhales sharply]
[Nick grunts]
[crowd cheering]
[all cheering]
[in French]
[crowd chanting in French]
- [tense music playing] - [men panting]
[beeps]
[in English] Houdini One, you are red at Amstel.
Twenty seconds to green light.
[Nick] Copy, Carbon Actual.
Standing by for green.
- [Jovanna] Ten seconds to green light. - [rattling]
[whirring]
Five, four...
- [beeps] -You're green. Green to Becks.
[Nick] Green.
[beeping]
Copy, you're red at Becks.
Red at Becks.
Twelve seconds to green light. Stand by.
Houdini One, holding at Becks.
[breathes deeply]
[Jovanna] Five, four, three...
[Nick grunting]
[Nick] Jesus, that's deep.
[Donnie exhales] Yeah.
[Nick] Fuckin' hell.
Eighty seconds to red.
[Nick] Copy that, Carbon Actual.
[tense music playing]
Mmm.
Sixty seconds to red.
[Slavko] Come on. [in Serbian]
[tense music continues]
Forty seconds to red.
[NiCk] Mm!
[Jovanna] Twenty seconds to red.
Bmmq
[Jovanna] Ten seconds to red.
Five, four, three, two, one.
Corona 's red. Red at Corona.
[crowd cheering on T.V.]
Houdini One, location.
[Nick] Houdini One in Mineshaft at Diamond.
Houdini One, Quantum at Diamond.
Quantum at Diamond.
[exhales deeply]
[both grunting]
- [crowd cheering on cell phone] - [commentator speaking French]
[grunting]
[crowd cheering on cell phone]
[commentator speaking on cell phone]
[in French]
[lock clicking]
[whirring]
[beeps]
[breathing heavily]
[door thuds, creaks]
[breathing heavily]
[Nick] Holy shit. Houdini in the mantle.
[sighs deeply] COPY-
[exhales deeply]
[clanks]
[Donnie] It's not here. It's not fucking here!
[Nick] What do you mean, it's not fucking here?
_ [tense music playing] ' [clanks]
[Nick] Okay, just keep goin', keep goin'.
- [crowd booing] - Please, turn this off! Go!
[commentator speaking French on TV]
' [clanks] ' [Nick grunts]
[Nick] Fuck! It's not here either.
Come on, come on.
- [clanking] - [grunting]
[indistinct chatter]
- What are you doing? - [speaks French]
[in English] No! Don't go. Why?
|'m sorry. Bye, 9W5-
[Nick grunts]
[Jovanna] Fuck!
Houdini One, Housekeeper is home.
Return to Mineshaft.
[Nick] Actual, what's that?
[shushes]
[Jovanna] Housekeeper is home. Get the fuck out now!
[Nick] Ah, fuck! We gotta go, we gotta go!
- You see it? - [Donnie] No.
Shit, where is it?
[both speaking French]
- [clattering] - [Nick panting]
- [Donnie] It's here. It's here. - [Nick] We gotta go, Donnie.
- [Donnie] No, no, no. Hold on. - [Nick] We gotta go.
- [Donnie] It's here. - [Nick] Come on. Come on. Come on.
- [Donnie] One more sec. - [Nick] Donnie, Donnie.
Donnie, get up.
- Come on! Come on! - [Donnie] Wait!
[in French]
[tense music continues]
Donnie, just fucking leave it. We gotta go now!
- [Donnie] Jeez, hold on. - [Nick] Just get up!
[Donnie] Wait! Wait! Wait!
Wait! Wait!
Thank fucking God.
[elevator dings]
[sighs]
Houdini One, come in.
[suspenseful music playing]
[light switches clicking]
[sighs]
[beeps]
[gate locks]
[Nick] Houdini One moving up Mineshaft.
[sighs]
COPY-
[thrilling music playing]
[grunting]
[breathing heavily]
Bmmq
[Nick] Houdini One holding at Corona.
[panting]
You're green at Corona.
[creaking]
[Jovanna] 140 seconds green at Corona.
[Dragan] Bags are secure.
Bmmq
[whooshing]
Sixty seconds at Corona.
[Nick grunts]
At Becks! At Becks!
[Jovanna] Hold at Becks. Corona red in 45.
[grunting]
[coughing]
[Jovanna] Corona red in 30.
[Donnie] Fuck.
[thrilling music continues]
[Dragan grunts, pants]
Hold at Becks. Corona red in 20.
Becks red.
Three seconds to switch route. Hold for command.
[music stops]
[panting]
- [whirs, beeps] - Becks green. Becks green.
[commentator speaking French on cell phone]
[tense music playing]
[Nick] Carbon Actual, we are clear.
[sighs]
Okay.
[in French]
- [Donnie gasps] - [thuds]
Shit!
- [Nick grunts] - Nick! Nick!
[clattering]
[guard speaking French]
[Florentin in English] What the f...
[suspenseful music playing]
[in French]
[panting]
- [Donnie] Go, go, come on. - [Slavko] Come on.
[Florentin] I'll check it out.
[in French]
Houdini One, dogs on the scent. Vanish.
- Fuck! - [Donnie] Go, go, go.
- [Slavko] Come on. - [Donnie] Come on, come on, Nick.
- [Nick grunting] - [Donnie] You got it.
- Yeah. - [pants]
- [Dragan] Throw the backpack. - [Nick] Oh, fuck!
God... Okay.
Bmmq
[Slavko] Okay, go. G0, 90-
[Dragan] The pole! The pole!
Move, move, move. Move!
[Nick] Carbon Actual, is Becks green?
[Jovanna] Copy. Confirm Houdini One, Becks green.
[Florentin speaking French]
- Okay. - So, I want you to clear
- the atrium stairs, all right? - [Clement in French]
[in English] And don't forget to lock down the fucking elevator, yeah?
[Clement in French]
[door closes]
[suspenseful music playing]
- [door closes] - [footsteps thudding]
[footsteps thudding]
[door closes]
- [radio static] - [in English] Roof clear.
[Donnie] Carbon Actual, I need the location of Houdini One.
Location of Houdini One.
[tires screech]
[Milan in French]
[in French]
- [thudding] - [in English] What the fuck?
[Nick] Hands off weapon. Just relax.
Don't be stupid. All right?
[in French]
[Nick in English] Don't be fucking stupid.
[groans]
What the fuck? What the fuck?
[speaking French]
- [Lambor speaking] - [beeps]
[alarm blaring]
[in English] What the fuck?
[Clement groaning]
Relax, relax. I aimed center mass.
[Clement groaning]
You're okay. All right? It's gonna hurt a few days, though.
[groans, breathes heavily]
- Sorry about that. - [groaning, panting]
[door rattles]
[alarm continues blaring]
Stranger. Vanish. Northside. Now, now, now!
[Donnie] We got him. We got him. Northside. Northside.
[Jovanna] Copy that.
- [thuds] — [grunts, groans]
[Slavko] It's him! It's him!
[panting]
[Donnie] Let's go, let's go! We gotta go!
[groans]
[Nick] Ah, fuck!
[Milan in French]
[in English] What the fuck?
[Lambor indistinct]
[alarm continues blaring]
[Nick] Shit. ANPR.
[in French]
[Lambor speaking]
[operator speaking]
[sirens wailing in distance]
[speaking Serbian]
[in English] If any of us get burned, Slobodan will put your cut away.
And it'll be waiting for you when you get out. Good luck.
[mumbles]
[Dragan] Good luck, brother.
[tense music continues]
[siren wailing]
[keypad beeping]
[whirring]
[door creaks]
[in French]
[somber music playing]
[breathing heavily]
Watch our six. Those aren't police headlights.
They're not friendly either.
Fuck.
- [Nick] Mag " [Clacks]
[cocking]
Drive. We shoot. Call out, "brakes".
COPY-
[tires screeching]
Shit. There's two of them.
- [Donnie] Oh, God! - [Nick] Fuck!
- [Donnie] Take the wheel! Wheel! - [gunfire]
- Hey! Move! Move! - [Donnie] I'm good! I'm 900d!
- [grunts] - [gunfire continues]
[Nick] Mag change.
Get me a better shot.
- [Donnie] Hold on! Brake! - I can't hear you.
[tires screeching]
[screams]
[grunts] Fuck! I'm fucking hit up, man!
- [Donnie] Hold on! - [tires screech]
[gunfire continues]
- Mags change. - You all right?
Yeah, I'm okay.
[in Serbian]
[man in Serbian]
[Nick in English] Shit, still 0n us. Can you lose 'em?
[Donnie] Fucking trying. Those dudes are drivers.
[Nick] on, shit.
[engines revving]
[Darko in Serbian]
- [gunfire] ' [grunts]
- [Donnie grunts] Shit! - [Nick] Fuck!
Ride this side. I got a clean shot.
Got you, break.
- [Nick] I'm out. Mag change. - I've got ammo.
[tires screeching]
- [in Serbian] - [revving]
- [gunfire continues] - [dramatic music playing]
[grunts] Fuck this.
- [whooshes] - [groans]
[tires screech]
[Nick] Fuck, yeah!
[in Serbian]
[in English] Okay, I'm out.
[hissing]
- [Donnie] Fuck! - [tires screeching]
[grunting]
Fuck!
[groaning]
[tire whirring]
[Nick coughs] Fuck.
[gun firing]
[bullet shells clinking]
[grunting]
[breathing heavily]
- [car door closes] - [panting]
[wind blowing]
What the fuck was that?
His fault.
- [Slavko] That's it? - [breathing heavily] Yeah, yeah.
[somber music playing]
[lights match]
[flame whooshes]
[glass breaking]
[somber music continues]
[in Italian]
- [Jovanna in English] Hey, hey! - [clears throat] Hey.
- [exhales deeply] - [indistinct chatter]
- Hey, you. - Hey.
[Dragan] You okay?
- [Donnie] Yeah, man. - [Jovanna chuckles, inhales]
- Slobodan. - Jean-Jacques. [chuckles]
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
[Slavko] Slobodan, he is Nick.
Sit down with us. Take a seat, please.
[operatic music playing over speakers]
[gasps]
[chuckles softly]
[all laughing]
, [exhales deemy] ' [sighs]
- [Nick] Ah! - Thank you for...
Yeah!
Grazie. Thank you.
[in Italian]
Signore.
[in English] Thank you. Thank you.
Ah. You say in |ta|ian...?
- Huh? - Okay, guys. Stand up, please.
To heist of century.
And to the Panthers.
[all toasting in Italian]
[Donnie] Ah!
[Slavko sighs]
- [indistinct conversation] - [Nick sighs]
- You good? - I'm good.
[chuckles]
[laughter]
[Donnie cheers]
[indistinct conversation, laughter]
[sighs]
[Slavko] This is-this is for you. Come on.
[indistinct chatter]
- Oh, come on. - [Slavko] Yeah. Look at that.
' N0! , [all |aughingl
We saved this one, we saved this one for you.
- Thank you. Thank you. - Your style.
[Donnie] Hey. Keep your hands to yourself, man.
[|aughter, indistinct chatter]
[somber music playing]
[door slams]
Hey, hey, hey! Hey!
- [shouting] - [in Italian]
- [officers shouting] - [in English] Okay, okay!
- [officer 1] Don't move! Don't move! - [Donnie] Hey, hey, hey!
- Don't move, don't move! - Don't move! Hands behind!
- [in Italian] - Don't move!
Stand up! Stand up!
[in Italian]
_ [DOHHE] - Let's g0!
GO! GQ!
Move, move!
Move!
Let's g9!
[somber music continues]
[Jovanna grunts]
- [grunts] - [officer speaking Italian]
[breathes heavily]
[handcuff clicks]
[clanks]
[Hugo] You okay?
[exhales deeply] Yeah.
You want to do the honors?
You do it. Yourjurisdiction.
[breathing heavily]
Fuck.
[panting]
[Hugo] Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney...
[officer speaking Italian]
[somber music continues]
[officer in English] With these rights in mind,
do you wish to speak to me?
Well played.
Iguess.
D0 you want something else?
I'll have a croissant.
[chuckling]
Parfait. [chuckles]
[breathes deeply]
You know, you did the right thing coming in, huh?
[sighs]
It's strange, huh?
Living on the other side feels good, no?
[exhales] Yeah.
Too good.
[sighs deeply]
Respect.
Time to go home, huh?
To what?
[music fades]
["La Mia Vita" by Brice Davoli playing over speakers]
[indistinct shouting]
[cell door opens]
[in French]
[door clicks, buzzes]
[in French]
[in English] That was fun.
S0, we even?
Yeah.
We're even.
Feel good about yourself?
Actually...
no, lthought I would feel a little better, to be honest.
You're a piece of shit.
[exhales]
[clears throat]
I did save your life, though.
S0, that was real?
Yeah.
S0, you've just been fuckin' with rne
this whole time?
No. N0. Not the whole time.
But at the end of the day,
a tigerjust can't change his stripes.
Just can't.
[scoffs]
I'll see you, Fréulein.
_ By the W3Y--- - [stomps]
...sit back left.
[suspenseful music playing]
- [sighs] - [door buzzes]
[indistinct chatter]
[door buzzes, thuds]
[officers speaking French]
[suspenseful music continues]
[tense music playing]
[in French]
- [in English] Back left! - [whirring]
Get ready to move.
[tense music continues]
[music fades]
D0 we just get this over with already?
[in Sicilian]
[in English] No.
[chuck|es, speaks Sicilian]
[Zamba in English] He says, "Relax. Enjoy your beer."
[The Octopus speaking Sicilian]
[in English] He says that if he wanted you gone,
that would have happened a long time ago.
[speaking Sicilian]
[Zamba in English] He wants to meet you.
[The Octopus speaking Sicilian]
[Zamba in English] Because he wanted to meet the man
who got his goods back.
[speaking Sicilian]
[in English] Because he wants to know
how the hell you did it.
You are Harry fucking Houdini!
[all laughing]
And now,
you work for me.
["Outro" by M83 playing]
S0, what's next?
[cell phone chimes]
["Outro" by M83 playing]
[song cross-fades]
[slow instrumental music playing]
[slow instrumental music continues]
[music fades]