Cease-fire!
Withdraw. Everyone out.
This is Inspector Lavelle.
Drop the guns, and come out with your hands up.
We won't drop our weapons.
If you want the jewels, why don't you come in and get them?
I'll tell you why. I don't have them. So you need me alive.
But there's more.
If you break in, we'll die, but three or four of you will too.
I've got little to lose, and you've got much to win. So, let's negotiate.
What exactly do you want to negotiate?
Give me five minutes to think it over.
For now, I want the four guys I see behind the van gone.
Team 3, abandon your positions.
Clear the hallways. This is not a drill. This is an emergency. Disperse calmly.
I repeat.
Clear the hallways. This is an emergency.
Disperse calmly.
Come on! Move aside!
Bruce…
Hey…
Let's get out of here.
Keep an eye on these two.
"Anesthetist"?
I'll keep this.
Hang on tight.
Bruce?
We're out of here.
How long has it been?
No clue.
Three minutes.
Three and a half.
Your five minutes are up.
I need you to show me you're willing to cooperate.
Okay. I'll tell you where half the jewels are.
They're in a mailbox at 33 Maxime Girald Street in Paris.
Confirm it, and we'll talk.
-Send a team to that address immediately. -Right away.
Did you notice the megaphone always moves the same way and at the same speed?
I was just thinking the same thing.
They're going in.
It doesn't matter! Run!
How delightful. They put on a puppet show for us.
They're blanks.
Whoa…
The way I love you
Forget it
Nobody will love you
Nobody will love you, no
Nobody, because I love you With the force of the seas
I love you with the vehemence of the wind
I love you through distance And through time
I love you with all my soul and flesh
I love you like a boy loves his future
I love you like a man loves his memory
I love you
This way.
SELECT FRUIT FROM VALENCIA
See that shop?
Go and buy a carpet glue gun.
Don't talk to anyone. Okay?
Let's go.
We've made it about 1,300 feet through the sewer and we're still going.
It's a single tunnel.
-I'm listening. -Inspector.
We found something.
Forensics have analyzed some suspicious holes
in Polignac's apartment.
One of them was in the trunk of a palm tree.
Someone had covered them up. They all measure nine millimeters.
What does that mean?
According to the report,
the holes may have been home to surveillance cameras.
If the auction house director was being monitored,
that probably rules him out as a suspect.
Thank you.
I've been talking to several forensic agents in Spain.
There's only one nine-millimeter camera on the market
that's capable of capturing image and sound wirelessly.
Its wave frequency extends a maximum of 100 meters.
So the people spying on Mr. Polignac were in the same building as him.
Or even better, in the building across the street.
The Gioconda hotel.
The perfect place to spy on someone. No one controls your comings and goings.
And they have CCTVs recording. I'll wait for you at the hotel.
Team 3, team 5, to the surface.
Put your feet on this bar. Hold on to that one with your hands.
-What are we doing? -Making a canvas sandwich.
What?
-How are your abs? -Not good.
Breathe slowly. We have to lower our heart rates.
We have a long trip ahead of us.
Simón is the thief.
What did you find?
He has telescopes pointing at my home.
He has a model of the auction house.
Photos of the jewels and… a gun.
Oh my God.
What'll you do?
What'll I do?
Call the police.
This is the police.
Good morning. My name's Camille Polignac.
I need to speak to Inspector Lavelle about the jewelry theft.
Please hold.
I would've trusted Simón with my life, Susi.
We're here to return your husband's documents and devices.
Open this safe.
I don't know the code.
I was living with a man I didn't know.
I didn't even know the code.
I've said that too many times in the last few days.
CONFIDENTIAL DOCUMENTS
Where did he keep that?
In a safe in his office.
The police broke it open because I didn't know the code.
THE LAST EVENING I SAW YOU,
I SPENT IT LISTENING TO "YOU KNOW I'M NO GOOD." SOPHIE
Mrs. Polignac?
Yes, I'm still here.
I'm Inspector Laurent.
The inspector is in an operation. We're trying to locate her. Please hold.
All right.
François had a son behind your back.
I've been asking him to have one with me for eight years.
You don't deserve this.
Who's that lady?
She looks like his mother-in-law.
His other mother-in-law.
He looks just like François.
That son of a bitch François.
Inspector Lavelle speaking.
-The call dropped. Call her back. -Right away.
Thank you.
She stole your room key. What do you think she's doing right now?
I don't care. We have a copy. We need to be quick.
She's probably calling the police to get her husband out of jail.
I'm not sure that she will. I know she's going to think about it.
That might give us a chance to get out of here.
Ten minutes.
Fifteen minutes tops.
I don't know.
We're making a big mistake.
We should be leaving Paris.
There's no point in escaping if we leave evidence behind.
If we want to get away, we have to get rid of any evidence
that would draw attention to our names.
AMMONIUM CHLORIDE
Inspector, we've located two suspects, one male and one female.
Spanish. 30 years old. They stole a police car from a hospital.
They kidnapped two officers.
-Any images? -Negative.
I want all roads closed within a 19-mile radius
and a helicopter scouring the area.
Attention all units. We're looking for police car 224-R.
Two policemen have been kidnapped.
The vehicle was last seen on the A77, direction Saint-Éloi.
The entire French police force is after us.
We need to change cars.
RIVER PORT
Turn there. Maybe we can steal a boat.
Hold onto the guns.
Get in. Come on!
Relax. I know what I'm doing.
It's 8 milligrams of propofol and 8 milligrams of diazepam per person.
The same dose you'd get for open-heart surgery.
You'll enjoy ten hours of peaceful sleep.
Like a baby.
Thank you.
If it wasn't for you, I might not be alive.
I hope you'll get some rest and that you won't suffer from PTSD.
Bye.
I'll try to steal a speedboat.
I'll get rid of the car. Here.
I hope they have comprehensive insurance.
Yeah, right.
It's moving.
Stop the engine.
What's going on?
Get out of the vehicle. Open the back doors.
I'm not carrying any goods, officer.
They're going to open the door. Put your head on top of the bar.
When I say "go," arch your body up.
Go.
I have no goods.
You can close it now.
All right. Thanks.
Now we do the opposite. Grab onto the bars and let yourself fall.
Go.
I can't do it.
You can do it, Cameron.
All clear.
You can go.
He started the engine again.
All done. Let's go.
Don't move. The police just got here.
I just got here.
There are only two cars for now.
-Your lover reported us. -No.
That's the good news.
If she reported us, there'd be ten cars, but there are only two.
They're after a clue. The bad news is they'll check the CCTVs.
We can't leave this room now.
-Berlin? -You need to hack the hotel's CCTV.
I already deleted everything.
The police are here.
Disconnect the hallway camera and delete the last few hours from their hard drive.
Including the wedding hall.
I can't. We're on a boat, on a river, running from the police.
If you don't do it in four minutes, Damián and I are dead.
What's wrong?
I need a stronger signal!
Inspector Lavelle. Crime unit.
We're looking for two guests who stayed here for the last week or two.
We don't know exactly how many, but they're Spanish.
Yes, they could be two hotel guests, but I'm not sure.
Wait.
I think this girl was staying in 313.
Let me look it up.
The signal is weak.
Go faster. I need to connect to another repeater.
Sure.
Weird. Those guests' files have been deleted.
But, from what I can see, only that group's files.
Excuse me. Some Spaniards have been guests here for 17 days.
Five checked out a couple of days ago.
One of them came back today.
He's with the remaining guest in his room.
He's an odd man. He didn't allow us to clean his room this whole time.
He's upstairs. Room 503.
Call for reinforcements.
-Fred! No one is to leave the hotel. -No one.
Is there a monitor room where we can see the CCTV?
Yes.
I'll do the cameras.
Follow me.
Bring your master key.
What's going on, Keila?
It's slow. There's no signal.
We have to get out of the canyon. Can you go faster?
It can't go any faster!
Take the stairs.
-What's going on? -We're about to get out of the canyon.
Bruce, faster!
Are these all the CCTVs?
You should have a connection now. We're out.
Now! It's working.
Come on, Andrés. Fuck.
I'm on the recording server.
I have to select the recordings you might be in, or it'll look suspicious.
Delete it all! Disconnect the hallway camera now.
Done! Now the cameras.
I don't know which one is in your hallway. They're numbered. No name.
Blow them all.
This is an emergency.
Someone's turning off the cameras in real time.
Give me the key.
Hurry up.
Cameras disconnected!
Let's go.
We're almost there.
Police. Open up!
Fuck, they're gone. They're gone.
They're still in the hotel.
Close all the doors, emergency exits, and parking lot.
There's no trace of them.
Shit.
I've been keeping quiet out of respect.
Everyone is free to lead the life they want.
Your husband may not be a gangster like Simón,
but he's just as much of a fraud.
Are you comparing my husband to a thief who spies on me with telescopes?
Of course not.
But your husband made you believe your relationship was modern.
You'd go out at night.
The world was your bohemian oyster because you were free.
But you weren't free.
You were alone. And meanwhile, he…
He went up and down the Nile
with another woman, a surprise son, and a substitute mother-in-law.
And you want to get one bastard out of jail to put the other one in?
I feel so stupid.
And so guilty.
Not guilty, okay? No way.
Look at me.
Did you steal anything?
Of course not.
Do you have a child that, for whatever reason,
you forgot to mention?
No, but I had an affair.
That's not the same thing.
Let me make myself clear. There are two losers in this story.
You're the number one loser, with honors.
The second loser is your husband. And the only one winner is Simón.
We have to make you the winner,
and make those two losers.
How am I supposed to do that?
By taking away what he loves most,
his money.
No. You're crazy.
Camille, think about it.
You're insane.
I can't confront a man who's been planning this for years.
Who knows how he got in.
-He could be involved in organized crime. -Who cares?
You know the identity of the man everyone's looking for!
Make that phone call and put him away for 20 years.
But what do we have to gain from that? Nothing.
Tell me something.
If you were Simón,
wouldn't you happily give away part of the loot to avoid prison?
How much would that be?
At 20%, we wouldn't be playing our cards right.
And at 60%, we could get into trouble.
The right number is 40%.
I feel dizzy, Susi.
Even if I were to agree to this delusional idea,
how would we find Simón?
That's the tricky part of the plan.
Okay, man. See you at eleven.
Hey. We're from the TV show Your Choice is Gold.
You have ten seconds to make a decision.
I'm offering you…
15,000 euros for both bikes. Take it or leave it?
Time starts now.
That's how we escaped.
People think escaping is running away as fast as possible,
but prisons are full of those "fast guys."
We have to turn to the masters, Houdini, Copperfield…
They disappear right before our eyes, leaving only one question lingering…
How did they do it?
For their part, Roi and Cameron traveled wrapped up in a canvas ball.
A wonderful illusion where, no matter how hard the police looked,
they'd never see them.
And they traveled 400 miles as if they were in a sleeper car…
stargazing.
We're already in Spain. Those are the Pyrenees.
-Where? -Over there.
Why are you always wearing this glove?
I've been wearing it since I was 13.
My mom passed away when I was born.
My dad was pretty bad off.
He had to look after me and raise me.
The guy who had killed his wife.
So we became two guys pissed off at the world.
Me, because I didn't have a mom and my dad hated me and…
My dad, because he didn't have a wife and he hated his son.
I was really angry, you know?
I couldn't sit still for long at school.
So I'd leave around noon.
And where did you go?
To a vacant lot.
With the best of the best, as you can imagine.
We used to beat each other up for everything.
A ball, a bike, a girl…
And when I'd get home, well…
school had already called.
My dad would sit me in a chair…
and say to me, all tough…
I'm going to teach you how to sit still in class.
"It's called self-control."
It's called self-control. You're gonna learn not to get into fights.
Or do whatever the hell you want.
Put your hand there.
What do you mean, "no"?
And then he'd burn my knuckles.
With his cigarette.
That son of a bitch would take his time.
See how you can sit still?
So I ran away.
My career as a thief began at the age of 13.
I knew nothing about the art of crime.
By the time I was 17, I'd been taken to court three times.
I was in and out of juvie like a revolving door.
And then I met Berlin.
I'm sorry.
Why?
I told you about my stuff, but you've been through stuff too.
Is this goat also from that time?
That was Berlin's idea.
Oh, really?
He said, "You and I have the devil in us."
"The next time the devil calls you…
and you're about to crack some guy's head open and leave him for dead…
look at your tattoo… and beat the devil to the punch."
Remember the guy in the race?
I kicked your fucking ass!
In the past, I would've grabbed a wrench and smashed his head in.
Thanks to Berlin, I looked at the goat,
and I beat him.
The truck is stopping. Get ready.
Come on.
Bruce and Keila flew 130 miles on their 300-horsepower speedboat.
And, near Angoulême, they abandoned it.
They traveled another 120 miles along country roads
until they reached a new navigable river, the Dordogne.
Every change of route was a firebreak.
Tracking them was becoming very difficult.
Keila had an idea of how they could sail safely to the Bordeaux estuary.
Bonne nuit.
Excuse me, do you have any plans tomorrow?
From there, they were just a few miles by sea to Spain.
What could have become a panic-stricken getaway
turned into a cruise.
What could be more romantic than sailing along the rivers of France?
I want to tell you something.
Yeah, sure. What is it?
Well, I'm not sure how…
just…
Thanks for saving me.
That's what I wanted to say.
With the snake and in the hospital and all that. Thank you.
You're welcome.
I also have something to tell you.
When I carried you on my back through the woods,
and you started slipping because you were losing strength…
And later on,
when you grabbed my hand in the police car,
I could barely feel your pulse.
I thought you were on your way out.
That's when I realized how much losing you would hurt me.
And if I was able to save you,
I wouldn't settle for just hanging out after this job.
Or sending each other Christmas cards.
And, sure, I could keep hitting on you for the rest of my life.
But I know a woman like you never notices a man like me.
I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow.
That's why I'd rather tell you.
I think I'm starting to love you a little.
By "a little," I mean a lot.
This is where we split up.
You've got your cans, I've got mine.
You know how to reach your Turkish contact?
Yes. His name's Burak.
Mine's Turkish too. Ercan.
If all goes well, I'll see you in three days.
Take care.
You too.
Tell me this won't ever happen again.
Please. Promise me. Promise.
I can't hold myself back anymore.
I promise.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Paris,
a fourth ring was being set up 40 miles from the capital.
Leaving by road was getting increasingly difficult.
So we became two of those athletes
people admire when they reach the mountaintop and think,
"They're really impressive."
It took us four days to cross France from peak to peak.
We went through the most inhospitable places.
We never left the mountains.
And we were the last to arrive.
We spent time secluded in a wonderful place
until the waters calmed down.
Until we were no longer in the news.
Until we knew the police didn't have a single thread to pull.
The only thread to find us belonged to someone else.
BUENOS AIRES CAFÉ
I was planning a trip to the south of Argentina.
MADRID FIVE MONTHS LATER
I'm really excited to go.
I think you would love it.
There's a lot for nature lovers.
Where did you go?
We've been together all night,
but you haven't been with me for more than ten minutes.
To be honest, I'm trying to overcome a failed love affair.
When I saw you last night,
I thought it could be the last night of my old life.
And the first of my new one.
But this morning, I felt that same emptiness again.
I think we should leave.
Yes. Yes, we should.
I've been hiding there for seven days.
In the coffee shop you told me about.
Every time I go to Madrid I go back to the same place,
the Buenos Aires Café.
Yesterday, I finally saw you.
I was angry and I wanted to turn you in.
To inflict on you the same pain you inflicted on me.
But you were with her.
And it made my heart skip a beat.
I realized
I was just fooling myself about my desire for revenge.
I wanted to see you, Simón.
That's all I wanted.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about you.
That woman
was the one I was using to try and forget you.
But I couldn't.
How can I believe you? I went up to your room and saw everything.
The telescopes, the model…
Even a gun.
And yet, I'm such an idiot
that I might even believe you if you were to tell me now that
you weren't the thief.
I can't say that because it's not true.
First of all, my name is Andrés.
Andrés de Fonollosa.
-Bravo! -I've told you too many lies.
But I want you to know that I had no choice.
It just so happened that…
while spying on your husband, I fell in love with you.
Hopelessly.
Hell yeah!
You'll get 20 years for that. We've got you.
I saw you get up at night.
Read with melancholy. Dance.
Go out to make the world your oyster with your dog.
I wanted to be that dog
so I could be attached to you for the rest of my life.
But I couldn't give up either one.
You have to understand. I couldn't tell you the truth.
And I couldn't stop the robbery either.
No, I can't.
I can't. I need to go to the bathroom.
It's that way.
To hell with it all.
Of course I can.
Let's get out of here.
Bonjour.
Sub-inspectors. What brings you here?
I can't ever say no to a trip to Paris.
We're here for an update on the case development.
I'll be quick.
Forensics analyzed and cataloged
the DNA from the hotel room and the RV.
More than 2,580 different samples were found.
It is as if biological remains
of all races and continents were scattered all over the place.
None of them has a record to compare the biological evidence against.
This is all we have.
Some facial composites from different witnesses.
They may have won this battle,
but they will steal again.
And we'll be there waiting for them.
We have something important to tell you.
No amount of money can make up for the pain and humiliation you've caused me.
Not to mention collateral damage, like how you sunk my marriage.
I'll cut to the chase.
We want 40% of the loot in exchange for my silence.
The information I have on you is what police around the world want.
What information do you have, exactly?
I won't have to explain to a professional like you
that we've made copies of this tape.
Here are the other three tapes.
This is the one from your room, the safe, and the glove compartment.
They've been deleted.
And, before I forget, this is the clue you left in the bathroom.
The adhesive tape with the mark of the mic cord on it.
I also have something to say.
You should thank me for the collateral damage you speak of.
I didn't sink your relationship with François.
It was on the seabed when I showed up.
He was your temporary roommate, not the love of your life.
He may have loved you in his own dull way,
but he wasn't capable of making you happy.
I reminded you of how happy you're capable of being.
And you reminded me.
Second,
our relationship wasn't just a fun affair.
It's real.
It's true love.
It survived all these months when we didn't see each other. All the risks.
The distance.
The pain.
We couldn't restrain ourselves when we saw each other.
You came over to extort me.
I could sense what you were coming for because our love is real.
And it's unstoppable.
No matter what you do, you can't ignore it.
It's the elephant in the room.
An endangered elephant, in fact.
Most people die without even getting close to experiencing something similar.
You fooled me.
You used me.
No, Camille.
I had nothing to gain by being with you.
I only had things to lose and, even so,
I'd risk it all over again
just to get to meet you again.
And third,
even if you no longer have any evidence to blackmail me with,
I accept the extortion.
But you should know
that all the jewelry and precious stones
are being shaped into new pieces in Turkey.
We have to transform the material
so that we won't get caught with incriminating evidence.
This is the first payment. It just arrived from Ankara.
Three million eight hundred thousand euros.
I'll send you the rest of the money as it comes into my possession.
-Is that okay with you? -Yes.
That's okay with us.
FRANCE
Who wants comfortable love?
Sometimes we have no choice.
But I'm sure you'd agree that the madness and vertigo
of inappropriate love is much more exciting.
It's clandestine.
You risk your own life.
You bet all or nothing.
You go up and down the roller coaster of desire and pain.
You live with your heart on your sleeve for as long as it lasts.
Love is the only thing worth living for.
Don't forget it.
There have been a few setbacks. I lost my share of the loot.
We need to steal again.
That's great.
I was getting tired of being on vacation.
Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick