They think we're academics, not thieves. Why are you so pessimistic?
How long have you known Tatiana? How long?
Why does it matter? You can't measure love with time!
Love is to be lived.
You can't risk the entire plan for a woman.
That's the first rule. Andrés, rule number one:
a job can't be tainted by a romantic relationship. Never.
Never.
It's not hard to understand.
You're so cute.
Just one loose end will cost us our lives in there.
Our lives are already at risk in there. You need to get that.
Death is a possibility.
-No, only if you make mistakes! -No.
No. That's the funny part.
You're heading into absolute chaos, and you insist on being in control.
There's no chaos in a perfect plan.
For the love of God! Of course there's chaos.
Chaos constantly interferes in our lives.
You don't need to make mistakes to get killed.
How long do I have to live?
Three years. What mistakes did I make?
Did I make mistakes?
I didn't.
It happens.
And you can't prevent it. What mistake did Dad make?
-He must've made mistakes to end up dead. -No, it's simpler than that.
It's possible the police were too close,
or someone saw him enter, or his gun jammed.
Brother, you're clever. Accidents are among life's mysteries.
That's why the way you live doesn't make sense.
-How do I live, Andrés? -Without Tatiana.
What I mean is... without enjoying yourself.
In the end, that's the only thing that matters.
We're here.
You have to learn it before I...
Thank you so much, João.
One thing. Where are you from, João?
São Paulo.
Brazil. What a wonderful place.
Dad loved Brazil.
The joy of your land.
The parties, the magic,
the soccer.
I don't like soccer or parties.
But I'm sure you know how soccer is played in Brazil.
Beautifully.
Exactly. They play beautifully.
They play with joy, without fear.
They don't think about everything that could go wrong.
They enjoy it. They dance.
They dance while they play.
That's why they're a good example.
They're the best.
During the World Cup, I always pray for our team to win.
Thank you, João. Have a good day.
You heard him.
They enjoy it.
Rejoice, brother. Every step.
Because someday...
something will go wrong.
It may cost you your life... or even something worse.
And on that day, you can't think...
that you're to blame for something you couldn't control. Do you understand?
That's life.
Enjoy it...
until the party's over.
Tamayo, I need the Emergency Military Unit.
The Seville unit isn't enough?
No, we have 170 hectares of forest and 183 houses to search.
Farms, sheds, wells,
and a search perimeter that has to expand 20 km every hour.
-I need that unit, now. -I'll talk with Defense. They'll go.
Okay.
-Suárez, let's go to those farms. -I'll take care of it.
Let's go!
Marseille will be here in three hours.
-Okay. Copy. -How are you?
Very scared.
And very angry.
And surrounded by chicken shit.
I'm sorry, Raquel.
I'm very sorry. I really am.
Look, I've...
I've lived many years, and you're my first love.
I don't know how to do this. I don't know how to talk...
about this. I only know I need you in my life.
I cherish everything you've shared with me.
Cooking together... in our filthy boat.
Swimming fully clothed in the sea.
And that Van Morrison guy is really good. He is.
I like him a lot.
Raquel, everything is better because you're with me.
Because I'm in love.
You could've told me before that you love me.
I don't know how to say it to your face.
Forgive me because...
when we were arguing earlier...
I was talking as...
the misanthrope who doesn't know how to enjoy life, the Professor.
But as Sergio, I...
Raquel, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
I feel quite silly here, crying...
while a hen stares at me.
Hens are good luck.
I don't know where. Definitely not in the Chinese zodiac.
After what you just told me, I think I'll be able to wait three hours.
We'll talk again in 15 minutes. Frequency 144.
Understood. Over and out.
I had brought that bottle of champagne to drink with Rio.
As I danced, I realized there are two kinds of people.
Those who break up with you and wish you the best.
Like, "Take care, be happy."
Rio is one of them.
Then there are people like me who can be a bit more of a dick.
Excuse me. If you want, I can wait outside.
No. It's nothing you haven't seen before.
Rio, I wanted to say...
You did what we should have done a long time ago.
Hey. Not a long time ago. We had a lot of fun together.
And even though you're pissed, you haven't headbutted me yet.
Yeah, we had our fun.
Good times.
But it wasn't enough.
We got wrapped up in all this.
Wrapped up in what, Tokyo?
What the hell are you talking about?
The robbery.
The pressure.
Being millionaires.
Hello, Denver.
I didn't hear anything.
-See you later. -Where are you going, Denver?
-Don't go. -What?
Rio, did you know I almost hooked up with Denver?
Tokyo, what the fuck are you doing?
-In Toledo. At the party. -What are you talking about?
You were drunk.
Yes, of course. He was drunk.
You were drunk. I was drunk.
No. Moscow came into the room and ruined the moment.
What I'm saying...
is that we got together purely by chance.
Anything...
could have happened back then.
And now I'm wondering the same thing as you are.
How could we have wasted all this time together?
Thank you.
Rio, we didn't even kiss. Nothing.
Love is like two people on a seesaw.
When one goes up, the other goes down.
The balance is always fucked.
Thanks to time, monotony, or because of people like me.
The ones who only know one way to get over the pain:
by giving it back.
Rio was implanted with a microphone and a GPS.
We extracted everything. No problem.
Did you isolate the chips?
Of course, my dear.
They're in the little box, tuned to the sweet sounds of sleep.
The police have been taking notes on snoring for quite a while.
It's time to give them something more. Palermo.
It's time for the Alcatraz Plan.
Initiate as soon as possible.
The Alcatraz Plan?
Sergio, what the hell is going on out there?
The situation... is dire.
It's possible that, at some point, Lisbon and I will be under such pressure
that it could be too much for us.
We'll have the army on us. The police as well.
Things may go wrong.
But that's why...
we'll have the Alcatraz Plan.
If Lisbon and I find ourselves in a critical situation,
we'll need to create the largest diversion possible.
We want the police to be looking in two places at the same time.
And there's only one thing bigger than capturing the two of us.
Capturing all of us?
If all of you were to escape,
that is the biggest distraction we can create.
It'll drive them crazy.
Any updates?
Colonel.
The seismometers are picking up movement.
It's possible they're digging with industrial equipment.
Bernardo!
You've conducted research on what's under the bank.
Tell me, is it at all possible for them to escape down there?
I'd say no, sir. It's a very unlikely scenario.
Unlikely or impossible, Bernardo?
It'd be a civil engineering project that needs tunneling machines,
-more than 100 meters below the ground. -So, Bernardo?
We can't underestimate them.
They could dig the Channel Tunnel, and we wouldn't notice.
-How many men do you have underground? -Twenty-five.
Only 25? Were there budget cuts?
Get 50, 100. I want an officer in every square meter and puddle.
Make it so they can't move without being spotted.
Get it together.
Yes, sir.
Let's go.
Bring me an expert who knows every stone underground.
I want GPR, engineers, whatever!
God fucking damn it! Come on!
What were you doing in there?
I was on a hike, and I got lost, sir. I came here to rest. I'm sorry.
So, you hid in a chicken coop?
Well, I knocked on the door to the house, but nobody answered. Please.
-What are those spikes for? -Climbing.
There's no mountain here. Or ice.
Do you think I'm stupid?
I know who you are. Raquel Murillo.
Okay.
I'll tell you the truth.
-Don't aim at me! -Calm down.
-Don't! Put down your gun. -Calm down.
-What's your name? -Put down the gun!
What's your name?
Tell me your name.
-Justino. -Justino. Justino, calm down.
Look at me.
Now...
you have two guns aimed at you. And you...
you have a shotgun that kills birds.
You can hurt me.
But if you shoot me, you're dead. So, put the weapon down.
Put it down, Justino.
Easy.
Easy. That's it.
You have no chance.
If I were you, I wouldn't risk my life.
They've asked for help from civilians.
And they're offering ten million euros as a reward, ma'am.
Put down your guns.
Okay.
Don't move!
-Don't move! -Step back!
Drop your weapons.
-Step back! -Calm down.
Step back!
-Quiet, Justino. -Step back!
Stop it, Justino.
Drop your weapons. I know how to play this. You don't.
Do you think we're playing?
You're a cop. I've seen you on TV.
You aren't going to shoot us.
But we can shoot you. You're trespassing on our property.
And you would need to have great aim with both hands.
This rifle is for big-game hunting, not for birds.
This makes holes.
Drop the fucking gun!
Okay.
Let's do something. Okay?
Don't move.
How about we negotiate?
Wow, so pretty.
So pretty.
Very pretty.
Yes. And it's warm here. Look.
Here it is.
What are you doing?
Nairobi!
-What? -We're both single now.
I see.
We can go buy kittens.
-Okay, honey. What happened? -Nothing. We...
we broke up.
-Things fall apart. Love ends. -Come here.
Hey, guys!
-Come on. -We came here with the cavalry...
Tokyo!
And then he shits all over me.
The oven!
-Listen to me. -What?
Go upstairs and drink some coffee. I'll come up later so we can talk.
-Not coffee. I'll throw up. -Yeah. Throw up, then.
-No. -Yes. Throw up, love.
What?
I'm going to go for a swim.
A swim? You're drunk as a skunk.
Yes, I'm going swimming.
I need water and to be in the darkness.
-Going swimming! -Relax!
Let's go upstairs, the two of us, so we can talk
-a little bit. -Sure.
Because you're in love with the gang's fat gay guy.
But I...
I had a good... love story.
I'm going for a swim.
Yes.
Radio!
Denver. Come downstairs immediately to pick up Tokyo.
-Hello, handsome! -Let her go. She's funnier this way.
Shut the hell up, Matías.
-I'm dizzy. -If she wants to dive, I'll teach her.
Get to work, or I'll beat the shit out of you.
Okay.
Wow!
These ovens are at 1,500 degrees Celsius.
-We can't babysit drunks right now. -The alpha male.
What a buffalo you are, Bogotá.
-Stop messing around. -Oh, I get it.
You like Nairobi.
You like her ordering you around.
Quit messing around.
Okay. Then let's do something.
If I can't swim in water, let me swim in gold like Scrooge McDuck.
Denver, you again?
Denver is here again.
Take her upstairs.
Tokyo, what the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing? You're putting us in danger.
-I'm sorry. -You're fucking sorry?
We're here because of you, and you're drunk.
If you aren't going to help, at least don't get us killed.
So, fucking stop it now because all of us have suffered.
I'm pathetic.
I'm not surprised he dumped me.
Listen to me.
We came here to rescue Rio.
Didn't we? That's why we came.
Not to save your relationship.
And you got it done.
Because you're an amazing woman.
But you need to move on.
But I can't.
You think you can't.
But you can.
Repeat after me:
"I will move on
-because I'm the fucking best." -I am...
No. Tokyo!
-What's up with you? -I don't know.
Okay, but...
I'm sorry.
No harm done. Okay?
-Okay. -No harm...
No. We aren't doing this. Okay?
-No. Okay. -Stop that.
-I beg you. -I won't do anything.
Please.
-I won't do anything. -Okay.
-You stay put. -I will.
That's not what I mean! No. We're going up.
Stop. Hey. Stop right now.
I'm not joking.
You wanted it before.
Get out.
Oh, my God.
They will try to put at least a mic and a GPS tracker in Rio.
And we'll use it to our advantage... in the Alcatraz Plan.
-So, they'll think we're escaping. -They'll hear us escaping.
It's much more powerful.
Stop. Stop, Helsinki!
-The seismometer's stopped responding. -There's the opening.
Our sense of hearing and fear is the best way to cause paranoia.
We can make them believe anything.
The tunnel.
-Hurry, call Palermo. -Tunnel?
Are there any tunnels at that depth?
No. There were none before this.
It can't be. There must be something. Look for it!
-There aren't any tunnels. -Find it!
Listen. An escape is about tension.
It's excitement, it's darkness.
It's the echo within the space, the underground humidity.
They have to feel all of that.
And they will.
They're in a flooded tunnel.
Turn the volume up.
There's an echo.
Where's Nairobi?
She's not done smelting the gold.
Tell her to come down. We have enough. We're leaving now!
Can they smelt 90 tons of gold
-in two days? -No. That's impossible.
Can you or can you not smelt 90 tons in two days?
They would need 150 or 200 ovens. I'd have to do some calculations.
Technically, it's possible, but... it's unlikely.
If they did things that were likely, they'd be out robbing local banks.
Their ears will be generating so many questions,
that they'll need confirmation through another sense.
Through sight.
And that's when the gang's new member would come into play.
Behave yourself, Sofía. It's your turn.
Sofía.
We'll put the GPS tracker chip on Sofía,
and while we're getting her ready, we'll keep bombarding them with sound.
What the hell is that?
-It sounds like a four-stroke engine. -An engine?
It could be an outboard motor... with a recoil starter.
Who gives a shit about the recoil starter? They're leaving.
They're leaving!
There's only one conclusion they can reach because there's a clear precedent.
And they won't like it.
It's El Chapo Guzmán's modus operandi.
The escape from Altiplano prison.
I'm here.
We're all here now.
What is that?
Carts.
Carts!
And then it will be time... to send them into a frenzy.
We will release Sofía.
Satellite confirmation. They're moving.
How fast are they going?
Eighteen kilometers per hour.
God, at that pace, they'll be in Alcorcón in 30 minutes.
What's up, Angel?
Tamayo, I need the Emergency Military Unit.
-It's urgent. -Urgent, my ass!
They're taking the gold through a tunnel.
The national reserve, in carts with recoil-start motors!
The unit's staying here.
We'll cut the microphone's signal so they'll only have the satellite.
Then...
they'll have to follow us blindly wherever the GPS indicates.
Wherever Sofía goes.
We've lost audio.
The signal is out of range. They're too far down.
Call the underground unit!
And I want a full detail outside the sewer.
Deploy units now!
Suárez.
We only have two farms left. We're close.
Okay.
Gentlemen!
Let's move!
Forty meters.
Come on.
Move.
Yes. We have them, Bernardo. We have them.
Thirty meters.
You're right next to them, Bernardo. You're close!
Come on!
Fifteen meters.
They're right around the corner.
They stopped.
Let's move.
Seven meters.
Slowly.
Five meters.
Bernardo!
Three meters.
Two.
-They're here. -Bernardo, what's going on? What?
-Where are they? -They're here.
A meter and a half away.
What the hell is that?
Colonel.
It's a ferret.
It's dressed as a Dalí.
Those fuckers.
-Those fuckers. -Cutting off visual communication.
The news isn't that bad, Tamayo. Read the situation.
Really? Enlighten me.
They faked an escape.
It's an extreme diversion tactic.
He's fucked, and he wants us to look elsewhere.
You're in deep shit, right?
But I assure you, he's on the verge of collapse.
-It's all part of his damn plan. -He isn't the only one with plans.
It's the moment to hit them where it hurts the most.
We have to attack. We'll go directly for the heart.
We'll destroy them from within.
I know how to do it.
How?
It's already in motion. All of it.
I have money.
So do the police.
Ten million.
Are you sure you've heard my name on the news?
-Of course we're sure. -Because...
they're offering ten million, but that's for the Professor.
And even that's not true. All those rewards have fine print.
We may be farmers, but we aren't stupid.
They've said it on the news, on TV, everywhere.
I've been a police officer, and I know rewards...
are never paid. Ever.
Tom Lee, a businessman from Michigan.
He gave crucial information about bin Laden's whereabouts.
They were offering $25 million. He's still trying to claim it.
I'm not lying. You can look it up online.
I can offer you money.
Today.
A lot more than what the police are offering.
-How much? -How does 15 million sound?
Fifteen?
Watch for any movement.
Everyone, be alert.
Perimeter covered.
-The windows. Watch the windows. -Copy that, sir.
Watch the third floor.
West side.
Covered.
What a bitch.
Come here. You're the biggest piece of shit on earth.
We came here to rescue you,
and the first thing you do is break up with Tokyo?
Denver, that's a personal matter.
It's not fucking personal. Tokyo is a time bomb, don't you know that?
Apologize to her.
Ask her to get back together or to marry you.
Whatever the fuck you have to do.
And once you get out of here, you can break up. But not here.
Start acting like an adult.
There's a pregnant woman with a teddy bear approaching.
Did anyone call the circus? What the fuck is happening?
Watching the left side.
Entering maximum security perimeter.
Everything's in order.
Perimeter covered.
Watch the third floor.
Affirmative.
She's crazy.
We have to get that bear.
We're on it right now, dumbass.
I'll do it.
Nairobi!
-Stop, Nairobi. -What?
We have a protocol.
What's gotten into you?
Nothing.
Denver.
The volunteer.
I have him.
What are you looking at?
Come here.
Come here. Look.
We're going out there to get a teddy bear.
But won't that be dangerous?
It's not dangerous. Go.
Stop!
Don't. You don't want to be a hero. It's not worth it.
You know it's too much of a risk. You can't send him out.
This is practically suicide.
You're condemning that kid to certain death.
Damn! You're sending him to the slaughterhouse!
-It could be explosives! -If it were explosives, I would send you!
Shut up!
Come on. This is your moment. We talked about this. Remember?
Listen to me.
I believe in you. Stay calm and keep it together.
Amanda's watching.
Come on, hurry. Come on!
Masks on!
Rio!
They're opening the doors, sir.
Ten hostages with assault rifles, sir.
I can see them, Antoñanzas.
I'm a hostage, don't shoot!
Miguel Fernández Talanilla, Totana, Murcia.
Systems Department intern.
Be careful with the Dalís. They could be robbers.
Understood, sir. We're alert.
Standing by for orders.
He's taking the teddy bear.
The bomb is inside.
Mission accomplished, Mr. Denver.
Good job, Miguel. Now, give it to me.
Don't make any sudden movements.
Take it to the X-ray.
I can go out for any exchange, Mr. Palermo.
There's a phone here, but there's no bomb.
-There's something else. -Open it, Helsinki.
The phone.
You fucking bitch! What the hell do you want?
To make you an offer.
Go to hell.
Okay.
Where do you think you're going? Who's going--
Let me go.
What the hell is happening here?
I don't know what's wrong with her, but I want her here.
Now! Go!
-No. No. -What?
-I'll go. -No, you won't.
I said I'll go.
Between the police and the thieves, I trust the police more.
These thieves dumped 140 million euros in the center of Madrid.
Do you really think we don't have 15 or 20 to give you in exchange for your help?
Yes, but that's dirty money.
-The police's money is legal. -It's legal.
If you turn me in, you'll become outcasts.
As soon as they have me, they'll disappear,
but you won't.
You'll be on every TV.
The couple that handed Lisbon over. Everyone will hate you.
Everyone here loves us. Do you know why?
Because we came back to rescue a friend who was being tortured.
And it's the torturers who are offering you ten million.
So, think it over.
And take the money. You'll have it in two hours.
And nobody will ever know about this.
I give you my word.
Okay.
Fuck.
It's the police. The police are here, Justino.
That's your son's bear, isn't it?
It doesn't smell like him anymore.
Nairobi.
They did it to hurt you.
Yeah. I know.
And they really fucked with me because...
the only thing I want now... is to smell my son.
I'm a bad mother.
No.
No, Nairobi. You did everything you could.
And you paid for it.
You paid a lot. And you're still paying.
You have no fucking idea.
Do you know what I did with this bear?
I'm so ashamed, I couldn't even tell Helsinki.
When they'd call me to buy drugs, I'd take my son to the park.
I'd dress him up... and sit him in his seat.
And I'd give him his bear.
And inside the bear, his mom...
would hide pills...
cocaine...
heroine...
and whatever else I needed.
That's how I'd take my kid to the park.
I used him...
as a mule.
They took him away from me.
And they were right to do it.
I have your son.
-What? -Axel. He's here with me.
That's not true.
It is.
He's in front of me, one meter away. He's as funny as ever.
He's nine now. Axel.
-What do you want to be when you grow up? -A cook.
-What? -A cook.
What?
A cook!
-He wants to be a cook. -You're lying. I'm gonna hang up.
Don't hang up. I have something to offer you.
But first of all,
I'll show you I don't lie.
-I don't trust bitches like you. -Yeah. I don't either.
Come, Axel.
Here's what we'll do.
I'm going out there... with him.
And you'll see that what I'm saying is true.
And we'll talk later. I have something important to tell you.
-Permission to shoot? -My son.
-Shoot. -Nairobi, get back!
Nairobi. Don't touch it. Don't.
No!
Help!
Help! Come here!
Please, hide me somewhere.
Please. You have to hide me.
Hide me somewhere, please!
Twenty million.
Yes. Fine.
I have two million in my bag.
Once I'm out, I'll give you the rest.
-I swear. -Don't listen to her.
There's no time, Justino!
Stop! Stop that!
Calm down. It's a radio. I want you to hear this.
Professor. It's Lisbon. I'm surrounded.
I need to give 18 million to people so they'll help. Is it possible?
Sure. We'll get it to them as soon as possible.
He never goes back on his word. Neither do I.
Twenty million.
Do you accept?
Smell.
They have dogs.
They'll find her. We'll go to jail.
We have the trapdoor.
I can cover it with manure.
-The dogs won't smell her. -There's no time!
-Please, Reni. -Please!
No.
Help, please.
Nairobi! Nairobi, please. Hold on!
Nairobi. Let me do it. Nairobi.
You have to hold on, Nairobi!
I'm really fucked, Helsi.
The bullet's inside. It's inside. It's not that bad.
We'll take it out.
Gauze!
Give me the gauze.
They must be busy playing doctor now.
-Let's hit them with everything we have. -It's time.
Ladies and gentlemen, launch the attack!
Armored units, advance.
We're going to knock down that damn door.
Raquel.
Let's go.
They're going to hide me in a basement.
Stop there!
Raquel Murillo is inside here!
She's talking to the Professor.
Delta.
Easy.
-Is it inside? -Yes. It's inside.
-Morphine! -They got me good.
My insides are destroyed.
No.
Drop your weapon!
Against the tree!
-Against the tree! -I didn't do anything.
-Please. -Sierra, do you copy?
-Yeah, talk to me. -We have Murillo.
She's talking to the Professor.
What do you want me to do?
-Don't move! -No, Justino, no.
-Don't move! -Hide me.
Don't move!
On your knees!
I'm going to give you morphine to get the bullet out.
Hold on.
-Morphine! -Morphine, here.
Justino, help me.
I can't.
Velasco, Solana, come with me. The rest, surround the house.
Police!
There's nothing we can do now.
Guys!
They're coming in with fucking tanks! Fuck!
Police!
Drop your weapon! Hands where I can see them!
Hands on your head!
Sir, get out of here.
Raquel.
Why are you sending him outside?
-Don't go, Justino. Don't go! -She's dangerous. I order you to leave.
-What are you going to do? -Suárez.
I'm turning myself in. I'm unarmed. What are you doing?
Velasco, get this civilian outside!
-What are you going to do? -Justino, don't leave. Don't leave!
What are you gonna do?
-Justino! -Against the tree.
Against the tree! Don't move!
Suárez, I'm not a threat.
You're the biggest threat, bitch.
You sold us all out, traitor!
-Suárez, put down the gun. -Where is the Professor?
Tell them I surrender. Buy time until I get there.
Raquel, tell them.
Where's the Professor?
I don't know where he is.
Raquel, I'm on my way! Raquel!
Where is the Professor?
I don't know!
Are you sure? Because I'm only gonna ask one more time.
Get out of there!
I don't know where the Professor is. I don't.
Wrong answer.
I'm on my way. Get out of there!
It was self-defense.
Do you understand, Solana?
She shot first.
Take the weapon. Clean the fingerprints. Put it in her hand.
Professor, it's Palermo.
Everyone stand by to enter the bank.
As soon as we knock down that door, we're going in immediately with all units.
Professor, it's Palermo. Do you copy?
Sergio! Are you there?
Sergio!
They've executed Lisbon.
They've shot Nairobi here.
A sniper. She's badly wounded.
-Nairobi. -Helsi.
Hold on.
I saw my son.
Just now.
He's okay.
Palermo! They're coming in with a tank. They're gonna knock down the door.
We're being attacked.
Palermo...
this is no longer a heist...
or defying the system.
This is war.
Act accordingly.
Sir...
it's been an honor to serve with you.
DEFCON 2!
Denver! Come on!
Ready.
When he turns 18 years old,
give him the money and tell him who his mother was.
No.
-Promise me. -Yes.
Look at me.
You will do it yourself. Okay?
You're gonna get out of here, and you're gonna do whatever you want.
-Helsinki! DEFCON 2, now! -Palermo!
Not now! I'm with Nairobi now, Palermo.
I'll go!
Sir, we're ready for the assault.
Now!
Attention! Clear this area. Two groups, two corners. Now!
On your knees! Hands on your head!
Come on!
Come on, Rio. Let's go!
In position.
Wait for it.
Doors!
Fire!
The Professor had fallen for his own trap.
The ear has an ability to cause paranoia.
It's the card Sierra played...
Fake her execution.
He'll be listening.
...to destroy us.
And that's how the war began.