The clock is ticking.
Where's the gold?
Calm down, okay?
Calm down.
Below, above, the ant lives.
-Below, above… -What?
-Quiet, Juan. He'll hear us. -What did he say?
Nothing.
Below…
-Grandpa knows where the gold is. -Grandpa?
Show some respect.
He's one of the most prestigious archaeologists in the world.
Well, start talking or he'll be the former most prestigious archaeologist.
Okay, fine.
Okay.
Below the hotel, there's a cave.
We found the gold thanks to your cross.
No, but…
You know how hard it was for Miguel to find the treasure.
Screw Miguel.
I'd rather live.
-Below… -Very well.
Take me to the cave.
-What's up? -I don't know.
-You don't know? -No.
Your mom sold the house and left with her boyfriend.
-She sold the house? -Yes.
-And my siblings? -They're fine.
They're at home with my mom. Don't worry.
Okay.
Don't bother. They changed the lock.
When did they do that?
I'll check the back door.
-You think I didn't? -I'll check.
Hi.
I'm Germán, Citlali's boyfriend.
Lucas.
Over there.
Open the door.
Don't do anything stupid. Got it?
Ladies first.
Go on.
Hey, it's Miguel!
Stay put. Don't move.
Drop the gun. Drop it.
Blondie.
Give me the gun.
Go inside.
Give me the--
Get the fuck inside.
I told you not to do anything stupid.
Go on.
You sure about this?
Rule number six: Know how to improvise.
But they'll get aggressive.
I'll see you later.
As Wilson would say, "One problem at a time."
-Let's go. -Let us know.
-Fucking hell. -It's true.
-Miguel, where were you? -I had an issue.
How's my dad?
Fine, no thanks to you.
What happened?
I'm sorry.
I broke it.
How?
-I fell. -How?
-Skating. -You don't skate.
That's why.
I'll get a doctor.
I know who kept the treasure.
All this time we've been chasing Gerónimo, Cortés, Gonzalo--
-But none had the treasure. -Don't interrupt.
-Remember what the shaman smuggler said? -She said a lot of things.
The Maya woman who paid to free her people from the Spaniards.
Okay, think.
What woman could have such power?
The men had been killed in action.
Women survived.
Zazil.
Zazil. Guerrero's wife.
Now we just have to find out where she hid it.
Right, that makes sense.
-I never read anything about that. -Because history is always written by men.
Miguel? Hey.
Miguel?
Hey.
Laureana Wright de Kleinhans.
Journalist, writer.
Precursor of feminism in Mexico. Born in Taxco de Alarcón in 1800.
She devoted herself to studying women like Zazil.
Although her documents were never considered…
Isn't Inés coming?
…and many were lost.
She doesn't answer my calls.
Lilí can tell us, she loves history.
I don't like history, but I like plans.
I have a plan.
An elegant, urban, and mosquito-free plan.
We're going to an auction.
A legal auction or "illegal trafficking of historical objects"?
Illegal trafficking of historical objects, obviously.
Well, we're going to need money for this illegal trafficking. A lot of money.
Ready.
-Gentleman, good evening. -Good evening.
Plan A: Buy Laureana Wright's items
and quietly walk out the door.
Plan A is boring.
Sometimes boring is the smartest thing to do.
Ready, sweetheart?
Sweetheart?
Good evening.
Thank you.
I still think heels are unnecessary.
-Good evening. -Hi.
-I like them. I think they suit you. -Relax.
-Gentleman, good evening. -Okay.
Take care of my money, Bandidos. We know each other.
Thank you.
All set.
We made it in. Go to your positions.
We're in position.
CLAVÉ AUCTIONS
Leo, are you there?
Ariel the asshole.
I almost forgot about him.
You learn fast, Bandolis.
Bandido school.
You do know that the mics are open, right?
Leo, it's your turn.
Lucas, planting the camera.
It's in place.
I've got a visual.
You bid for me.
Looking for someone?
No.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
It's a pleasure to have you all here once again.
This time we bring you a rather impeccable collection.
-This is it. Stay alert. -Very interesting pieces,
exclusive to this select group.
This first item
is a compilation of Laureana Wright's unpublished writings.
This woman from Taxco was not only known
for being a Mexican feminism precursor…
-I want to bid, okay? -…also for her journalism…
No. Let me. I have experience with these things.
The starting price is twenty thousand dollars.
20,000. Do I hear 20,000 dollars?
Thank you, sir. Welcome. 20,000 dollars.
Do I hear 30,000? 30,000 dollars.
Thank you. 30,000 dollars to the lady in the back.
-Thank you. I hear 40. -Ariel, come on.
40,000 dollars.
Anybody? 40,000 dollars. Thank you very much.
$40,000 for the gentleman. I hear 50.
50,000 dollars to the lady. Thank you very much.
-What a drag! -I hear 60,000.
-It's going great. -60,000 dollars…
-Do we really need these writings? -Why did we come here?
It's not worth 60,000.
-It's worth what I say. -What's going on?
Fuck it, I'm going to bid.
60,000. Anyone?
-Asshole. -60,000.
-I'm not paying. It's too much. -Ariel?
50,000 dollars going once…
-You have to. Ariel. -No.
-Can I bid? -50,000 dollars going twice.
Ariel, raise your hand.
-Going three times. -It's closing.
-It's backwards. -Oh.
Sold for 50,000 dollars to the lady.
Congratulations! Wonderful.
I overestimated you. We move on to plan B.
Plan B?
I like plan B a lot more.
What about plan A?
There was never a plan A, we just needed you to get in.
You're crazy. You can't steal the piece and get out alive.
Relax.
Bad news.
Abort plan B and move on to plan C.
Okay, plan C?
Even better.
I love Plan C.
What is plan C?
To leave you out of this because you hooked up with Regina.
I don't know a Regina.
She always marks her cattle.
Gentleman, stop!
Stop!
If you leave me out, you have no funding.
You're wrong.
That's the best part of plan C.
STATE POLICE
What the…
Two.
One.
All clear.
HALL LIGHTS - DEACTIVATED
Everyone, please stay calm.
-Stay calm. -What happened?
We have a security team backing us up.
-Oh no. -Everything's under control.
I don't know what's going on, but I'll fix it.
Citlali, green light.
Stand up.
Four steps to the left.
One, two, three, four.
Now four steps to the right. One, two…
Wait.
Someone's passing by. Don't breathe.
Please be calm.
Ready. Go.
One more step.
Three and a half more to the right.
One, two, three.
One more, smaller. There.
There, on your left. Grab it.
-Please, relax. -Great, you got it.
Ready, let's go back. Turn around.
Three steps forward.
One, two, three.
-Now four steps to the left. -Turn on the lights!
Two, three, four. Another four to the left.
Three.
Your seat is behind you. Sit down.
-Are you there? -God. What happened?
Ready. Here's the other one.
-Got it? -We got it, Bandidos. Get set.
Let me see.
Will you turn on the lights someday?
-What the fuck? -Lights back on in three, two, one.
Soon we'll continue with…
What can I tell you? Thank you so much for your patience and understanding--
Everybody freeze!
State Police!
-Judicial police! -Financial crimes!
All three.
This is an illegal auction. Nobody move!
Oops.
Nice.
We have 200,000 in all.
-And the bribes. You didn't count them. -Oh, Miguel!
Octavio, why did you shoot?
I was motivated.
Oh no.
Calm down.
I'm always calm.
That guy broke my hand.
It wasn't skating then?
-I can't skate. -I knew that.
Give me what you took.
How can I find the treasure if she won't let me?
She doesn't trust you.
-Hands up, fucker. -You know what to do!
-What a relief. -Come on.
-Pepa, you're wearing eyeliner. -Shut up!
-Hey! -Give me what you stole.
-Shall I? Or is someone else coming? -Do it.
Hurry!
-Just take it. I have a broken hand. -Oh, poor thing.
I thought we were friends.
And we are, Lilí. We are.
Thanks for this, friend.
-Let's go! -Let's go.
That woman.
Get out of here.
We could've done something else.
-I still have bullets. -But there were too many.
-Right. -That's true.
I'd rather she has it than Regina.
Perfect, wonderful, spectacular. Now we have nothing again.
What now, Miguel?
-Let's go. Before the real police come. -That's right.
-Are you okay? -I'm sorry.
What do you mean, sorry? It was scary.
There was a problem.
The jungle fuel smugglers took it.
Did you get it?
Apparently not.
Okay.
Well, those writings won't get them anywhere anyway.
You think so?
Forget the Tear of Fire coming to your museum.
No, that's not an option.
They stole 200,000 dollars from me.
That's not my problem.
They caught you.
You're no good to me.
That's not my problem.
It turns out you really are "Ariel the asshole."
Take care.
I don't need you two either.
Hey, kids. What's up? How are you?
When is Mommy coming back?
I told you, I don't know. You know her.
And when can we go home?
When the new one I'm getting is ready. Remember I told you?
I liked the old one.
I liked it too. It was beautiful.
But sometimes you have to move on.
Just listen to Germán's mom, okay?
Do your chores, and say thank you.
If I hear good things, you'll get presents. The kind you like.
I'll be asking her.
Okay?
-I love you. -Bye.
Go upstairs.
Go upstairs and clean your room, go on.
Go on.
It wasn't his fault.
What?
Octavio. It wasn't his fault. It was mine.
Forget about it.
Go upstairs.
This is arsenic.
I wouldn't risk it.
Alex is coming with me.
I'm coming!
You missed us already?
You don't know what to do with what you stole.
You think you're so smart.
Maybe.
Shall I call the others?
Make yourselves at home.
If we find the gold, we offer you 20%.
We want 57%.
-Yeah, right. -Pepa…
Not in your wildest dreams.
Fifty-seven is a very strange number.
Okay, then.
Listen. We're happy to share.
Besides, we'll do all the work for you.
20% is the most you're going to get.
No cheating.
What a headache, for God's sake.
I'm a man of action, not reading.
And the lettering is tiny.
That magnifying glass isn't your prescription.
No. Of course it's not, because it's a magnifying glass.
If it was, it'd be very bad.
Anyway, this is useless.
It makes no sense.
We can't quit now.
Not being able is a choice.
I got it.
I think.
Here.
Yes.
"There was always an interest
in pushing women away from academic education."
"One of the few texts I could find in Spanish,
written by a Maya woman, is dated from the year 1550."
"I cry when I see what the so-called conquerors did to my people."
"For every brother we free, they capture two."
"I understand it's a lost battle."
"I'm going back to my roots."
"I am marching to the retreat of our ancestors,
to the Island of the Dead."
Signed by…
Zazil Há.
The Island of the Dead.
I know where it is.
THE TEMPEST
What a surprise.
I'm going with you to find the treasure.
What about Alex?
He's with his father.
Okay.
We have 200,000 dollars for you.
I know it may not be enough, but…
it might be worth something.
Where did you get it?
We stole it from Ariel at the auction.
-Ariel. -The gang is fine with you keeping it.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Welcome to the adventure.
This necropolis belongs to the Classic period.
I believe it was built between 600, 1200…
There are more than a thousand tombs. How do we find Zazil's?
I don't know.
Are you sure the Tear of Fire will be there?
No, I'm not sure.
Right. I'm not surprised.
No, I don't know.
We got a message.
I'll leave you to it.
-No, stay. -I want to get some air.
It's from Regina.
Tell her that…
we're stuck and we can't find anything in Laureana's writings.
Do you think it's best to keep lying?
I need time.
I can only negotiate when I have the diamond.
Okay, fine.
Hey, what if Zazil was set to freeing the female slaves in exchange for gold?
I don't know. Maybe there's not much gold left to share.
Yes.
But best not tell that to the others.
Hey.
Mind if I join you?
Thanks.
How are your siblings?
They're okay.
Yeah.
They have a roof today, but I don't know about tomorrow.
I'm really worried about them.
They're so lucky…
to have you.
Thank you.
I never understood how the most amazing person I ever met in my life
even noticed me.
Oh, Lucas.
She didn't just notice me.
She wanted to be with me and waited for me in Paris.
I'm afraid of not being what you expect.
I couldn't even do what you told me
about getting to know myself before being in a relationship. And…
I honestly don't know anything about myself.
But I do know I want to be with you.
I don't want to be afraid anymore.
I promise.
Won't you say anything?
Tell me something, anything.
MESSAGES
SEND YOUR LOCATION IF YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR SON AGAIN…
Son of a…
Do you want to eat?
I'm not hungry.
Do you mind?
Forgive me, Inés.
I would never do anything to…
endanger Alex's life.
You know that.
I also know I'm not a good influence on him. That's for sure.
It's just that…
he's talented.
And I see that.
So I imagine that…
I don't know, in the future, he could become…
a Bandido, maybe. Which would be wrong.
No, it's not a good thing, but…
I don't know, I never had anyone to teach me.
I see him and get confused about things and I try to take on
a role that's not mine.
I know I have nothing to offer you.
But I'd give my life for you two.
They've got Alex.
What?
What do you mean?
Who took him?
Regina.
The bitch who stole our money.
They don't trust Lilí and want me to help them secure the treasure.
Or we won't get Alex back.
Don't worry.
It's going to be okay.
Here we are again,
on a ship going after a treasure.
Right, but without TiWi.
Why are you like this with me?
What's that?
This is you.
Carlota.
You met Regina.
I did.
I may not have told you the whole truth, but I've never lied to you.
That pen drive doesn't change what we've been through.
Or what you know about me.
I don't know anything about Carlota. I don't know who she is.
I don't know if she's a scammer, a thief…
a murderer…
You killed Regina's dad. That's why she hates you.
You see what she's doing, right?
She's manipulating you to split us up.
-That's what she does. -You do it too.
You manipulate me.
It's complicated.
Of course it's complicated. It always is with you.
This is yours.
Carlota.
Watch out for those rocks.
Or do you want to sink the ship?
This ship has already sunk.
So intense.
All this for someone who doesn't love you.
How many times did you say that?
You already knew what she was like. She obviously won't tell you everything.
-We all have secrets. -What?
-You're defending her.
-No. -You are.
You hated her.
I learned to love her a little. Eventually.
Besides, I'm only in your head.
She disappears,
she comes back.
This time she disappears and comes back with some guy.
Oh, now I get it.
-What? -No, there it is.
There's the problem.
-No. -Yes, of course.
I'm not that kind of guy. No.
No, no.
No. Besides, it's not his fault. I like him.
He's weird. Bandolis is very weird.
But I like him.
You're being an asshole again.
-Now what? -Just get angry.
Get pissed off.
You don't always have to be the conciliator, the cool one.
You're dying inside.
It's okay to say, "The hell with it all!"
It's healthy.
What's this?
DON ÍÑIGO VALDÉS MURDERED
Fucking bitch.
My mother's illness, the psychiatric hospital.
-My whole life fits in a pen drive. -Don't read that. It's bullshit.
Almost everything is true.
Some truth is missing.
Like you're a good person.
A loyal person.
God, she's like cancer.
Stop reading this.
What's important is I know who you are.
But do you?
I don't.
What are you doing there?
Come in.
You were right, Leo fooled us. They're at sea.
What a pity.
I was thinking of adding him to our team.
It seems Carlota has bewitched them.
Wait. Don't go.
Which one do you prefer?
Tell me.
That one.
Can you help me?
Get everything ready to go.
Íñigo.
Carlota!
Good morning.
Bad dream?
No need to keep us at gunpoint.
Are you okay?
Give it to her.
Stand there.
Get on the floor.
That guy tried to kill me.
He broke my hand.
It's a shame you can't see the treasure with your own eyes.
Really, all this for the treasure?
Just give us our money.
I'm sorry, my dear, but…
I don't feel like it.
-How did she find us? -My bets on the little turd next to me.
Who ended up being a traitor.
He isn't.
Leo was always with us.
He only made you think he was with you.
You're so sweet.
You two tell each other everything, right?
-Did you know I stitched that wound? -Yes.
And you?
Did you tell her about that night?
Or was fucking me also part of the plan?
So you don't share everything.
I don't understand. If it wasn't Leo, who was it?
Inés.
No, no. They have Alex, but I didn't say anything.
-Do they really have Alex? -Alex?
If my dad taught me anything,
it's to never bet everything on one horse.
Miguel brought me here.
What?
No, I didn't, I…
Oh, I'm such an asshole.
The USB drive.
Carlota, you're coming with us.
-The rest, to the storage deck. -And Alex?
I don't know.
-I'll think about it. -What?
-Let's talk, just us. -Calm down.
-Close the door. -No!
We'll break your other fucking hand!
-Leo. -Son of a bitch!
Stop, Leo.
Octavio.
What are you doing?
Good news.
It's all clear.
I'll open that door, and we're getting the fuck out.
-Fuck, dude. Get to it. -Yeah, fuck it.
Right now.
It's just a little hard to open.
I couldn't open it.
They've blocked it from the outside.
We have to make a hole.
-How? With our fists? -No, it won't open like that.
Whatever, but we need to get out.
I'm on it. Don't worry.
No way! You're ready for the end of the world, dude.
A soldier is a soldier, and--
And he needs a shoulder.
Hey, why didn't you tell us? We'd have helped you.
Did you think about it? You can tell us.
Citlali, I'd do anything for Alex.
And for you guys.
-And we'd do it for you. -And here we are.
Let's get this over with.
Step aside.
No.
Regina, don't do it.
I'll take you to the diamond. I'll do anything. Please don't.
Never leave loose ends.
Please.
Target in sight.
Don't do it.
You don't have to. Please, Mano.
-Shoot. -No, please don't.
No!
My God! What happened?
Are you okay?
-What the fuck was that? -I don't know.
We were hit, right?
What's he doing?
Feeling the vibration.
I would say it was a Pike missile. 40 millimeters.
Portable.
What? We've been hit by a missile?
-That's right. -Is that bad?
I don't think it's exactly good getting hit by a missile.
Anyway, if it hit above the waterline, there's nothing to worry about.
Oh, above the waterline.
There's something to worry about. I'll get the hammer.
Fucking waterline.
There's water coming in.
Start it up.
-Hit it! -Hey!
Hurry, Octavio!
Hit it hard.
-More water! -Harder.
-Hit it! -Hey.
Hey!
It's moving!
It's turning over.
-I'll hold you. -More water.
-Okay! -Hold on.
-Hit it! -We're sinking!
-What the fuck? -Help me!
Careful, Octavio. Don't hit Inés.
-Hit it hard, Octavio! -Harder!
Hey, it's tilting more!
Think of something else, it's not working.
-Octavio! -What do we do?
I should do what I did when I landed the plane.
What did you do?
It's too tilted!
It won't open.
We're going to die!
We're gonna die!
What if we were in Paris right now?
-Now is not the time. -Then when, Lucas? I need to know.
What if I were your priority? What if you'd changed your plans
and right now we were in the Eiffel Tower or--
I'm not going to die here
-while that fucking bitch… -Go, Inés.
-…decides what to do with my son. -Go!
-That's it, Inés! -Hit it!
Harder.
-Inés! -Go.
Hit it hard, Inés!
-That's it, go on! -I've got this.
It's an explosive.
It could sink us, but we have no choice.
Yes?
Okay.
-Yes. -Right.
Okay.
Activated!
Everybody down!