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ATHENS

THE HEIST OF THE CENTURY

OVERDUE DEBTS: FORECLOSURES AND REPOSSESSIONS ON THE RISE

PATISSERIE

UNIFORMS, CONES, BARS, BADGES WITH LOGOS OF "ETYDAP S.A."

BANK ENTRANCE

HUGE FORTUNES WERE TAKEN FROM 301 SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES

HEIST FROM THE INSIDE

DEPOSIT BOXES WERE FOUND AT THE TUNNEL'S EDGE

HEIST OF THE CENTURY: 2 WELL-KNOWN MERCHANTS BEHIND THE GRAND SCAM

The series is inspired by true stories

-Good morning, Sir. -Good morning.

Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Good morning, Sir. -Georgia, coffee.

Right away.

-Phaedon, good morning. -Good morning, Maria.

-Please take a look at this document. -Sure.

Thanks.

Yes?

-Your coffee. -Thank you, Georgia.

Mr. Kourtidis! Mr. Kourtidis!

The...

The deposit boxes.

What about them?

RIFIFI

When I give my word, I never take it back.

PATISSERIE DELIGHT

-Is your pastry that bad, Lykourgos? -Drop dead!

-No, she does this every day. -Why, Themis?

Forget it, leave it. Screw it. It'll take you all day to say it.

Shame on you, man, poor kid! Come on now!

It's alright. Themis doesn't get offended.

And if he does, who gives a crap.

I'm leaving. Keep an eye on the shop. Ok?

DETENTION FACILITY

Hello, father.

-Were you expecting someone else? -No, no.

You'd better not.

Anthoula has ousted you from her life because of your stupidity.

What have I done and now I can't even see my grandchildren?

-We're going over this again? -You always have to have it your way.

Our fishing boat wasn't good enough for you: ready business, all set.

You wanted an auto-repair shop.

The boat? And stink all day long?

Whereas here, everyone smells lovely!

Sit down.

Are you going to drop it?

I am.

What's this?

Cheese pies, handmade by me.

Did you make me mix tapes?

I asked a friend from the fish market. I don't know anything about that stuff.

I asked Giakoumis to record them so I could bring them to you.

Thank you.

Why are you thanking me, you rascal?

I have no one else in this world but you and the kids.

Even if I don't get to see neither them nor you as much as I'd like...

you're my first thought in the morning and my last in the evening.

Why is your hand shaking?

I am emotional.

But you'll see a doctor about it?

Alright, alright.

I will.

My beautiful girl, you weren't expecting me, huh?

I won't stay long. I'm painting a house just up the road...

and while the first coat is drying...

I thought I'd drop by to say hi.

Damn pigeon crap! Damn it!

Don't worry, don't get upset, Eleni. Don't get upset.

I'll come by tomorrow morning to clean it again.

Though, honestly...

you can't keep up with them. You just can't.

ELENI VRANA 25.2.1955―14.12.1989

No matter what we make, they crap on it.

Graves, cars, houses... They crap on everything.

Including us.

But we consider it a sign for good luck. That's what we were taught.

They throw shit at us...

and we call it good luck.

Here you go, it's ready, pretty girl. Tomorrow I will...

I can't, Eleni.

I can't!

Everything... my body, my mind, everything...

without you feels...

like an empty house.

The mop-ed has a lot of power. My hair's a mess.

Hey, baby, show some respect. Don't call it a mop-ed!

It's a wild duck. I've upgraded it to a 70cc.

That's my baby!

-You live here? -Yeah.

-Disappointed? -No, what do I care?

I want you, not your house.

One day we'll ride around on a 700cc Enduro.

We'll live in a penthouse overlooking the whole city.

You'll go out on the terrace, spit gum, and hit a bald head.

Guaranteed.

I broke my back on construction sites, crippled myself, so we'd own a house.

Christina, this is Jessie. Jessie, this is Christina.

Hello, Jessie.

Sorry to...

What happened?

What's wrong?

Well, look who graced us with their presence! Where were you this time?

Dad, she doesn't need to hear this.

Don't mind me.

-Jessie, this is... my old man. -Nice to meet you.

-I'm Lefteris. His old man. -We came over to grab a bite.

Better grab yourself, maybe you'll wake up!

-I'll get you something to eat. -Never mind.

He's in a mood again. We'll just grab a sandwich on the go.

Don't bother, you won't see another dime from me.

Forget the sandwiches then. Just give me gas money.

Did you hear me? Bleeding me dry ends now.

Don't start nagging me about work again!

I won't be a slave for some exploitative bastard!

Then sit around doing nothing, tough guy...

while they seize our house!

My pension can only stretch so far.

"Schedule of compulsory auction of the debtor's property"

Foreclosure?

When you're dealing with a sewerage network for wastewater...

you have to specify the sectors and the areas of responsibility.

Like here. GDE.

Yes, I'll fill it in right away. Sorry.

It's alright, don't fret. I'm not going to tell the supervisor.

When I started out, the adjustment period felt insurmountable, too.

My colleagues helped me then, too.

-Are you married? -Engaged.

-I wish you all the best. -Thank you.

If you have any questions, you come to me, alright?

Olga, did you write this comment?

Yes, an on-site inspection needs to be done on the pipeline cross-sections.

By the way, wait.

Come on.

You're making my life hard.

I have to go to the middle of nowhere to supervise the crew.

You just need to do your job. And let me do mine. Come on.

Olga, we're heading to Kallithea to grab a bite. Wanna come?

No, thank you. I've made plans with a friend. Some othe time maybe.

Have fun.

Let me guess? She has plans.

I don't know why you insist, she never comes.

-Ever since... -Drop it. She's watching us, let's go.

-Bye, Themis. -Good afternoon.

I booked you an appointment with a neurologist tomorrow.

Why? You want to lock me up in the madhouse and grab my fortune?

A neurologist is not a psychiatrist, dad.

I'm joking, I'm not that thick. I learned a few things at school.

Leave it. Leave it, Mr. Tasos, I'll clean it up.

"Mr. Tasos"... I liked it better when you called me "father".

I'm going to watch the news.

I'll make you some coffee.

How come they gave you leave?

I'm glad to see you.

That's not what I asked.

I'm entitled to leave a few days a month to take my father to the doctors.

So they give leave to everyone?

It depends on the crime and how you behave in prison.

I also work on the cars of the warden and his wife...

so I get an extra day of leave sometimes.

That's good, because I won't be in Athens for much longer.

Why?

I'm going to my sister in Patras.

They need help with the souvlaki shop.

What about the kids? Their friends, their schools?

Everyone at school knows that the kids...

have a broke convict for a father.

It'll be good for them to move to another city.

What about me, Anthoula?

-I won't be able to see them at all? -I'll leave you a photo.

You should be grateful I'm not asking you for child support.

Armchair. Sixty by sixty...

by fifty-five.

And in fairly good condition, too.

-Estimate? -Around... six grand.

What are you saying, man? I paid ten thousand for it!

That's what I value it at.

Dad, please, sit down.

-Shall I bring the pressure monitor? -I'm fine, my girl.

Solid mahogany, immortal.

You'll be dead and gone, while it won't even have a scratch.

Dad!

You're not making things easier for yourself; quite the opposite.

We have visitors?

Yes. It's a good thing you've dressed up.

-What are you measuring, man? -These men are seizing our furniture.

And everything else in the house.

Of course this won't even begin to cover the loan.

-So the bank will proceed... -With auctioning the property, too.

You're taking everything? Huh? Whatever you like, guys, take it all.

You want to take my sister's wheelchair, too?

We'll set her on the floor, no problem. Come on, measure.

-Want to measure this too? -Please, sir!

Fuck you, you asshole! How dare you call me "sir"!

-I'll call the police. -Stop, man!

That's all we need, to have them press charges on top of everything!

What do you want me to do, let them take the house?

How long have I been telling you to get a job? Huh? What can my pension pay?

The loan? The bills? Your sister's doctors?

-My doctors? -So it's my fault?

-Tell me, is it my fault? -Go inside! Don't piss me off more!

-I'm the one to blame for all this? -Go inside, man!

Roumbani was my husband's last name, which I took on when we married.

I'm in the process of changing my surname, going back to my maiden name.

Here are the documents.

I've been informed there's an available safe deposit box.

Your ID, please.

Athanasopoulou. Olga Athanasopoulou.

-Here you go. Congratulations. -Thank you.

When you're done, notify me to lock the box.

You're joking!

But we had a deal! We shook on it!

You can't cancel the order at the last minute.

It's already loaded it to be sent to you, are you kidding me?

How much cheaper exactly?

Why? Is he closing and selling off cheap?

Anyway, you could've told me earlier.

No, I couldn't meet that price. I don't want to lie.

No, I don't understand you.

I would, if we'd had this talk back when you were checking out prices.

Since we agreed and shook hands on it...

I can't put myself in your shoes.

I'd never do that.

When I give my word, I keep it. I don't take it back.

Anyway, whatever, take care.

All the best to your business.

Was that Papaspirou?

He's gone too?

One by one they're bailing.

The big ones are going to eat us alive.

If you have five yards, you screw the market.

-If you have pressure, it screws you. -Whoever's got it bigger.

Never mind, Mr. Manolis, you have a good heart.

A good heart...

That'll be the death of us in the end.

-So, should I unload? -No, leave them so we can admire them.

At Christmas time we'll decorate them with lights, too...

and sit underneath.

You'll be the sheep and I'll be Joseph.

Don't laugh! Yeah, unload them. Stop asking stupid questions!

Boss? I know you're in a tough spot, but I've been meaning to tell you.

I know the timing is bad, but...

I'll pay you, Stelios. Be patient.

It's not that. I don't want you to pay me.

I found another job.

The money's good. I start next week.

Mr. Manolis, you understand, right?

I do understand.

I'll have paid you by the time you leave next week. I promise.

No need.

What you've worked for, you'll get paid.

Don't say a word now.

-Hello. -Hello, Mrs. Chara.

Chara?

What brings you here?

I brought you something to eat.

It'll be a change from junk food, souvlaki and sandwiches.

Ah no way! Sandwiches by the meter!

Anything your heart desires inside! Sausages, omelets, burgers...

-So you won't be eating my pastitsio? -Well, it's home cooked.

Nothing can beat that!

Open the lid a little, it's still warm.

Isn't the yard a bit far for you?

You came just for this?

Did something happen? The kids? Should I be worried?

No, everything's fine.

I came for the prep school tuition money.

You didn't leave it at the house this morning, like we agreed.

Damn it, I forgot.

And I don't have any cash on me now.

You should have called, so you wouldn't have come here for nothing.

It's not for nothing, didn't I bring you food?

What are we going to do about the money?

I'll take care of it.

Thank you very much for your understanding.

Yes, next month I'll pay off this month and the next one, too.

Thank you very much.

GIORGOS KARMATZIS

-How are you? -My legs feel very heavy.

The trembling comes and goes.

-Did you go to the bathroom today? -No.

You have to, dad, you have to!

I can't, man, give me an enema.

I was just joking, don't even think about that.

You'll end up with an obstruction and we won't know the end of it.

Come on, lie down.

-When do you get the test results? -Tomorrow, the doctor said.

You know when I'll get better?

When I go back out with the boat and the sea air salts my heart.

Then I'll feel young again!

And we'll go see Olympiacos crush AEK, huh?

We will, dad. Sure we will.

Come on, rest now.

-What happened? -Iasonas?

-Iasonas! -Our boy!

Hold him so he doesn't hurt himself!

Iasonas? Iasonas!

-Yes. -Hey Maria, it's Michalis.

Hi Michalis, how are you?

Is everything ok?

I'm fine. I was lying down a bit. What's up?

I'm out and I thought I'd call.

You're out? That's great!

-Eh... Want to meet up, or something? -No, I can't right now.

Tomorrow afternoon for coffee, though, I'm in.

-Okay. -Great. I'll bring along two buddies.

-You don't mind, right? -Buddies?

No, I dunno. As long as none of them is a Panathinaikos fan.

One's an AEK fan but he's a good guy.

-And the other doesn't watch football. -Oh... loser.

He's a loser, yes, he is, but he's a good kid too.

Okay... Where will we meet?

At a cafe downtown. Do you want to write down the address?

Done. See you there.

Good night.

Yes? Hello, Frosso.

It's good to hear your voice.

When?

No, I can, I'm not doing anything tomorrow.

Great. Where?

Hold on a sec, let me write it down.

Thank God you got us some, because...

I can't afford to spend money.

So you're never getting the house back?

The house is gone. We'll stay in this chicken coop, come what may.

Why didn't you just buy another one?

In Kifisia and Ekali, where I looked, I found nothing. Are you kidding me?

Thank God for Nikolas, who found us this place...

because I can't handle the vegetable market anymore.

Come on, baby. Don't let it get to you.

Just look at those triceps you've built! Super sexy!

Ah baby, you know how to lift me up!

Vakis? Phone.

It's Vicky.

The whole neighborhood stinks. One of these days they'll call the cops on you

Hey, superwoman.

What happened?

When?

Tomorrow?

Babe, are we doing anything tomorrow?

It's my mom's birthday and I have to go. I promised her.

You know, balloons, happy birthday...

We'll even dance to some disco music.

Okay, I'll come.

IASONAS

Hello.

-You'll live a long life. -Don't say things like that.

-I can't take any more bad news today. -Why, what happened?

-I want to see you. -Yes, what's wrong? Is it Chara?

-The kids? Is everyone okay? -Yes.

Healthwise we're all fine, thank God. What about you?

Well, me too. I don't know... Too much work, hiring...

New blood that needs to be trained... You get the picture.

-I come home dead tired. -I get it.

Could we meet today in person?

Sure, what time?

I'll close up early today.

Say your place in an hour?

-Roumbani? Sorry, Athanasopoulou? -Yes, hold on a sec.

Did you check the studies for the overflow channels? I need them.

Yes, I have them here.

All ready.

Always punctual!

Sir, can I leave a little early today? Something came up.

Ok, Manolis, I'll see you at my place in an hour.

Good afternoon.

-Good afternoon. -Bye.

Welcome.

I'm so happy to see you!

You too.

-Sorry I came empty-handed. -Oh, come on! We're not strangers!

Even if I wanted to come full-handed...

What's going on, Manolis?

Sit down, I'll tell you.

-Want me to pour you a drink? -No, I don't want anything.

Sit, sit.

Olga...

the yard isn't doing well.

The market has gotten very tough.

Wherever you look, there's construction.

It's always been tough. I don't get it, why such despair now?

Because times have changed, Olga.

When I was working with your late husband, we somehow managed.

But even then it was difficult, remember?

Now we're losing one customer after another, and I can't go on.

-Who's that? -Giorgos Karmatzis.

He has five construction yards. He's bought everyone out.

And the prices he offers can't be matched.

He called me two months ago and made an offer to buy me out.

I told him I wouldn't sell the yard.

But now I think we should sell.

What has changed that makes you want to sell now?

Today he took away our last customer.

How does he do it but you can't, Manolis?

His brother-in-law is a bank manager.

Don't laugh.

He managed to get a loan and now he's sweeping the market.

I see.

How much is he offering?

Because if it's enough to solve our life problems, I'll consider it.

The money isn't much.

But at least I'll have settled all my payments for a year.

That is, if the offer still stands...

and he doesn't change his mind now that he took all our customers away.

Say the offer stands, and you're settled for a year.

Then what?

You're not thinking about the day after, Manolis?

What should I think about then, Olga?

Stelios is leaving, he found another job. I owe him two months' pay.

And today, for the first time in my life, I swallowed my pride...

and asked my son's prep school to let me pay next month.

I don't know what I'll feed my kids next week.

And you're talking about a year later?

-Does Chara know? -No, I haven't told her anything.

I wanted to talk to you first, to see what I'll do.

How long do I have to give you an answer?

Every day that passes is another nail in my coffin.

Fine. By the end of the week I'll have an answer for you.

What did you want to see me about?

Come with me.

It's been ten years and yet nothing has changed in here.

A lot has changed.

What's this?

One thing at a time.

Do you want to lie down?

Why?

So you can see it better.

What's all this?

The underground water system and the floor plan of the Development Bank.

You're still considering it?

What do you mean, "still"?

What changed to stop me thinking about it?

The bank fucked my life and now it's fucking yours, too.

Now it's time we fuck it back.

You promised me you'd help.

You gave me your word.

Come on, Olga, in your grief you said you'd destroy them, and I said yes.

We often say things we don't mean when in anger or grief.

No, Manolis.

In anger and grief we say exactly what we mean.

Now, if you didn't mean it...

or if you changed your mind...

You have a wife, kids. I get it.

But I'm doing it no matter what.

And I'll need materials from the yard.

And how are you going to do it, Olga? All alone?

You'll put a stocking on your head, grab a gun, and storm in?

And I'll stand guard outside, waiting in the getaway car?

You think I'm so stupid...

that it took me ten years to come up with the "stocking and gun" plan?

Besides, we won't be alone.

Who are all these people?

Three years ago, the plan in my head was complete.

I started looking for cases like mine...

or similar to mine:

people that the banks and the system had crushed...

and stolen the last traces of their dignity.

I'd never imagined how many there were. That's how I found Nikos.

NIKOS

And Michalis.

MICHALIS

I had just stood up from my desk.

Then came a deafening noise. It's a miracle I survived!

And Vakis.

VAKIS

Good morning, I'm interested in the properties being auctioned by banks.

The Development Bank, I don't know... Where can I...

-First door on the left. -Thank you very much.

-You found them? How? -I started following their lives.

Their everyday routines.

Truth is, I didn't know exactly what I was doing...

or where it would lead me.

I just did it.

You're out of your mind.

I was out of my mind before, Manolis. Now I'm sane.

ELENI VRANA 25.2.1955 ― 14.12.1989

I found out where Nikos' wife was buried.

SHE PASSED AWAY IN HER HUSBAND'S ARMS

He's a decent man, but very sad.

It's been less than three years...

since the death of his wife, Eleni.

I painted the living room first. I'll move on to the bedroom and...

Yes, fine. Sit, sit, take a breath.

Want me to bring you something?

Lemonade? Beer?

Thank you, just some water.

Come.

Here.

Here you go.

And don't speak to me so formally, it makes me feel old.

Oh, come on!

Cheers... To you.

To you.

Are you sure you don't want me to paint the second bedroom too?

I told you, I did it recently because it had damp spots.

Come, come, let's talk a bit. Sit.

So tell me, do you have kids? Are you married?

I lost my wife.

Ah, I'm sorry.

-Was it in an accident? -No... I mean, yes.

It was very unfortunate.

Then I met Vakis...

OVERDUE DEBTS: FORECLOSURES AND REPOSSESSIONS ON THE RISE

...and his family.

I'm only asking for a little more time.

I work nights at the market to save money to make the payments.

Calm down, sir, why are you yelling?

Fuck you, asshole! Don't call me "sir"! Idiot!

You're taking away my house! You're throwing me out on the street!

He's right, you're stealing our houses!

You clown! How am I supposed to live?

We'll start making arrests!

You can shove it up yours, you asshole! Fuck you! Get lost, asshole!

Fuck you, asshole!

Fuck you, asshole!

I'll fuck you up, man!

Christina! Christina! Christina!

Don't be afraid, dear girl, don't fret.

Don't fret. Listen to me.

I'll help you out.

Really. I will help.

I paid for a lawyer and he was released.

And the idea kept growing inside me.

Not a minute passed without me thinking about it.

I started staking out the prison...

looking for a way to visit Michalis.

But I wasn't family. I couldn't pretend to be his lawyer.

Until one day...

I saw him come out on leave.

I followed him and found out where he lived.

-Should I put these in the fridge? -No, dear.

I'll cook them today.

Leave them there.

Thank you very much.

It's nothing, I didn't do much.

Well, look who's here!

-What happened? -Nothing.

The girl helped me, bless her, to carry groceries from the market.

Why? Did you feel dizzy? Did you fall?

No... I saw him sitting on a step. He looked tired.

He always exaggerates, predicting doom wherever he goes.

I don't want you going shopping alone, I've told you before!

Then what should I do? I ran out of food.

Should I starve until you're out on leave?

Are you in the military?

Anyway, I go to the market once a week.

I can shop for you too, it's no trouble.

See her spirit? She's an Olympiacos fan! Coincidence? I think not!

-Really? -Of course.

Born and raised in Piraeus, what else would I be?

I made it from Iasonas' toys.

Manolis, I'll go through with it...

but it'll be very hard to do it without your help.

If you don't want to help me, I understand.

You have a wife, kids.

You have your life.

What about your life?

I don't have a life, and I don't care.

The only thing I want is...

revenge.

Revenge.

And I'm not just talking about the bank, no.

I'm talking about this whole fucked-up system...

that devours our lives.

Our lives hold no value to them, Manolis.

Our lives have no value at all...

except the value we give them ourselves.

Will you help me? Yes or no?

Alas...

Alas...

when I give my word, I don't take it back.

-Hey buddy, are you waiting for Maria? -No.

Sorry.

Are you waiting for Vicky, by any chance?

No.

-Bro, are you waiting for... -Frosso?

-No, Vicky. -No.

What are you staring at, you dumbass? Go take an order, move it!

-Can I bring you something? -No, I'm waiting for a friend.

No problem.

-So what can I bring you? -One ice-coffee: one sugar, flat.

Got it, right away.

-Come on, Frosso! -Maria!

Mrs. Olga?

RIFIFI

Series inspired by true stories. Some characters, events and timeframes...

were adapted for dramatic purposes. Some characters are fictional.

Subtitling Elena Tsaropoulou

Technical Processing COSMOTE TV