Original subtitles

It was an unprecedented incident, which has been described as...

"the heist of the century".

We're trying to save whatever can still be saved, Kourtidis.

And the one thing that can't be saved is your head, got it?

Oxy-acetylene welding. An absolutely essential tool...

especially for cutting through metal...

and for opening safety deposit boxes, if we get stuck with the crowbar.

-We need something like that. -No vehicle can stand up to me.

-Stop! -Does it move on its own?

Neat, huh?

This is the address of the warehouse with the ETYDAP materials.

There's no guard.

We'll also need a small trolley. And rails.

-Ladybugs? Seriously, Argyris? -What, no bunnies?

Your eyes... it's like I've seen them before.

Oh no!

They won't cut off the water, will they?

Here. Let's make a good start.

-Will it take you days to fix it? -More than a week for sure!

Then the young lady and I had better not hover over you.

Guys, this doesn't seem to me all that...

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

-This one is mine. -So this one is yours then?

Let's check it against this catalogue.

I see.

Excuse me, could you photograph the gentleman with his item?

Inside the bank, in the presence of police and bank employees...

some of the items left behind by the burglars have been put on display.

Those who had safety deposit boxes hope to find something that belongs to them.

Something that will ease the pain caused by the unbelievable robbery.

I see you smiling. I assume you found something that belongs to you.

Yes, I found two of my grandfather's six medals. That's something.

Well, it's better than nothing.

-For you, the blow was emotional. -Financial, too.

Two rolls of gold sovereigns!

My grandfather's again... His bones must be rattling.

They'll find the robbers. The bank is offering 200 million for information.

-I hope this wasn't a bunch of lies. -No, it's true.

Each of you will also receive 5 million drachmas. It was officially announced.

Well, it's better than nothing...

Not that these crumbs will make up for the loss...

of my grandfather's medals and the three rolls of gold sovereigns!

Just now you said it was two rolls.

I'm overwhelmed, I can't talk anymore.

Twenty-two days after the "heist of the century", on the beach of Vravrona...

evidence connected to the case appeared.

A statement about the findings was made by the chief of the Greek police.

Floating boxes were found at sea, containing various objects.

Possibly jewellery.

Various bags were found, as well as promissory notes and bills of exchange.

Further investigation is being carried out in the area...

to locate any additional objects or identify the vessel.

Hello?

Mr. President!

Yes. Smoothly.

Everything is proceeding smoothly.

We're calling them in little by little, so we can control who takes what.

Everything is being recorded, yes, don't worry.

Mr. President, if I may...

I believe that paying compensation will be a disast...

Mr. President?

Screw you!

Jerk!

The truth, Cuttlefish, or I'll squeeze you until all your ink comes out...

from every orifice in your body!

I swear on the Virgin Mary, whom I hold holiest! We didn't do it!

-Then who did? You must know something! -I don't know, officer!

Talk, Cuttlefish! I'm not joking!

Alright, calm down.

Calm down, I'll tell you.

-Manghanas, the one with the clubs... -I know who he is. What about him?

He's been asking around on the street about the robbery...

saying he had a safety deposit box there with his baptism cross...

and a lock of his daughter's baby hair in it.

Now, is he saying all that as a cover story? Is he actually trying to find...

who did it, so he can pocket the 200 million reward? Who knows?

We'll find out soon enough whether he had a box at the bank...

because he'll be notified regarding compensation.

As for the rest, we'll see.

But, officer, you should know...

lately he's had a lot of dealings with Spaniolos and Kalyvas.

They're all businessmen, nothing strange about that.

Those guys are at each other's throats, officer.

Their men are pulling guns on each other every other minute.

And now they decided to team up?

That's all?

That's all.

Officer?

-Yeah. -If it turns out...

that those three were involved, you'll say I told you so, right?

So I can get a little cash too. Two hundred million is no joke.

Yes, if it turns out they were involved...

I'll tell the bank about you.

But if it turns out you've been feeding me bullshit...

I'll tell all three of them that you ratted them out.

Do we have an understanding?

RIFIFI If you die, I'll kill you

-Mother Mary! -Vakis?

-Make haste! -Vakis!

Move it!

-Mother Mary! -Pull it.

-Pull, pull! -Mother Mary!

-His head. -Mother Mary! His arm!

Where's the arm?

-Please, breathe! -Come on, Vakis.

-Don't do this to us! -Water, guys, he needs water.

Not that, you idiot, that's diesel. Water's over there.

-On my hand. -Give it here.

Pour it in my hand.

Pour it in my hand, come on.

Are you guys idiots?

Why was the place unguarded?

-What happened? -Vakis.

What about Vakis?

My brother?

If you die, I'll kill you, you bastard!

I knew you were asking for it.

I was asking for it?

Go ask Filitsa...

who just discovered where the inches I'm missing in height actually are.

Wait, ah! My arm! Calm down.

Guys!

Easy now.

I think it's broken.

We should take him to the hospital, what are we waiting for?

-Yes, guys. -Easy, easy.

He's still in shock now, he'll feel the pain later.

-Nikos, can you handle it? -I'll take him on his motorcycle.

-It'll be faster. -Good.

-Careful! Easy, my boy. -Come on.

Careful, keep your head down.

Mind how you get out, okay?

Send the cart back.

You go out, keep watch.

Come on, don't overthink it.

We'll gather the rubble here and put the supports back.

He almost got killed.

-How are you? Does it hurt? -Bro, they gave me painkillers.

Top notch quality!

As soon as the pharmacy opens, I'll go fill your prescription, too.

What?

Nikos, I like you very much, so I wouldn't want to hurt you.

-Why would you hurt me? -If you hurt her, I'll fuck you up.

I won't hurt her. I promise you.

You got smashed up, you dog? How many times did I tell you to be careful...

with the devil you ride?

It's not that serious. He was a bit careless.

It happened because I was exhausted.

Caused by what? What have you been doing all night, digging?

-A crate fell. -It was the truck's tailgate.

-A crate. -Right, the truck's tailgate.

Which was it, a crate or the truck's tailgate?

He was carrying the crate and the tailgate fell.

What he said, that.

-You'll be wearing a cast for long? -Yes. The doctor said...

that my arm won't fully straighten. It'll be shorter than the other one.

-Like Punch, from "Punch and Judy". -Like Punch, yes!

It's a comminuted fracture in a very difficult spot.

Why did you keep it a secret that you work at the produce market?

So I wouldn't hear the "Finally, you became a man" speech.

Mrs. Athanasopoulou...

Mrs. Athanasopoulou...

Mrs. Athanasopoulou.

Yes.

Yes, leave it here, I'll go over it.

Hello, Manolis. Notify everyone. We're meeting at the yard tonight.

Nobody's going to the shaft today. We're meeting at the yard later.

Hello, Antonis. Don't head over to the shaft.

We'll meet at the yard tonight.

-You're leaving early again, Manolis? -Huh?

Should I pack you some food to take with you?

No, we'll eat together. I only have to go to work later tonight.

That's nice. It's been days since we had dinner together, no?

You should be at home recovering, what are you doing here?

As if a broken arm could stop me!

And if you think you'll push me out of the job that easily...

I'll kick up a huge fuss!

We'll still cut you a share, man. We're not stingy.

Is there a question of Vakis being removed from the team?

He can keep watch, he doesn't need to dig. There are so many of us.

-Right. -I don't think Olga gathered us here...

-because of Vakis. -I called you here because of Vakis.

-What's going on? -What's going on is that it's over.

-This is as far as we go. -Whoa! We stop? Stop what?

What, are you pulling the brakes on the job?

-It can't be! -Right. She must mean something else.

Right, Olga? You mean something else?

Do you realize Vakis almost got killed?

It isn't about Vakis, anyone could've been in his place!

I don't want to lose another one! And for what, money?

I can't take it!

I thought we weren't doing this for the money.

What do you mean "lose another one"?

So, we stop here.

Everything stops. I'm sorry I dragged you into this story.

But it's impossible for me to continue, I can't.

Olga, don't back out now.

-We owe it to their memory. -Whose memory, guys?

Her son and husband's.

In '79, the year I started working at the Water Company...

my Iasonas was diagnosed with leukemia.

He was four years old.

A tiny little human had to fight the beast.

Along with his strength, he was losing his childhood.

It was rare for him to enjoy anything like a normal child.

One minute he'd be laughing and being happy, and the next...

he'd go into convulsions...

he'd stop breathing...

lose consciousness, fall down...

He'd fall off his little bicycle.

He spent more hours in the hospital bed than in our home.

My husband, Apostolis, was a partner here with Manolis.

What he made from the yard and my own salary barely covered...

the medical bills.

Iasonas celebrated his seventh birthday.

A real fighter, right? He was the one lending us courage.

We had almost believed he would make it...

until reality came crashing down.

Unfortunately, this is an extremely difficult case.

It is a neuroblastoma in the right adrenal gland.

This is a condition that cannot be treated in Greece.

You will have to go abroad.

I would recommend "Memorial Hospital" in the United States.

We have to go to America?

It is your only hope.

How much will it cost, doctor?

100 million drachmas. Even if we sold everything, it wouldn't be enough.

Did the child die because there wasn't any money?

No, Vakis, the money was found.

-How? -Manolis came up with an idea.

I opened a fundraising bank account... That's what they're called.

...where anyone could deposit whatever amount they wanted for Iasonas.

We went on television, we told his story...

and we waited for the public's response.

Oh yes, I remember that story! I had donated 10,000 drs myself.

The radios were talking about it, the newspapers were writing about it...

"Little Iasonas".

Why you don't say! What a small world!

Yes, it was truly impressive how many people responded back then.

In a very short period of time 100 million were collected.

So? The operation wasn't successful?

We never went to America.

I... I don't understand.

The bank never released the money.

Because the then deputy manager and now manager of the bank...

Kourtidis was looking for a way to increase the bank's reserves...

to save the bank, which was in danger of being taken over.

And with the 100 million drs deposited for our case, he could achieve that.

He claimed we hadn't stated the purpose of the account...

and refused to release the funds.

-I had stated its purpose. -The bank said the opposite.

So the bank would be saved, and...

and a little child would be lost?

When did bankers ever care about human lives?

Apostolis went there again and again...

Mr. Kourtidis...

as the days go by...

my son's condition is getting worse.

Every day that passes is critical.

I'll say it one more time, maybe you'll understand.

Your fundraising account was opened without the required documentation.

-We gave you everything you asked for! -So you did, Mr...

-Roubanis. -Mr. Roubanis, right, so you did.

But only after the amount of 100 million had been collected.

As a result, your account has now been frozen...

under Law 5101 of 1931.

And to prove it, here you are, you can read it here...

in the Government Gazette.

"Release of funds from a fundraising account is not permitted"...

"if its purpose has not been stated beforehand".

You understand, I cannot give you the money. It would be illegal.

Then I would have to answer to my bank's management.

I cannot put it in simpler terms.

Mr. Kourtidis...

you're going to let my son die?

As a parent, I feel for you. But I can't do anything.

You shouldn't have been remiss when you opened that account.

What can be done now? If you didn't know what to do, you could have come...

and asked us, sir. That's what we're here for, to help.

Now I can't do anything, don't you understand? My hands are tied.

What did that bastard say?

I would've stormed in with a gun and have heads fall!

It almost came to that.

I'll go there...

and force him to sign the check.

If I go to prison, so be it.

You'll take our boy...

and you'll go to America.

Such things can't happen, my love, they don't.

They'd never let us go, sweetheart.

They wouldn't.

And my baby...

passed away in December of '82.

Another little angel...

among the Christmas angels...

which he loved so much. Do you remember how much he loved them?

We had good friends, who supported us.

They still support me.

Yes... because there was no end to my pain.

It was as if God had marked me: "Can she take it? Give her more".

I will avenge him.

Upon my word.

I will avenge him.

Upon my word, I will stand by you...

whatever you decide to do.

I give you my word.

"Dear Mr. and Mrs. Roubanis"...

"Condolences for your loss".

Olga!

-Ah! -What happened?

-Apostolis! -Someone get him some water!

Back off, guys! He can't breathe! Stay back!

Call an ambulance.

Hang in there!

-What ambulance? What's he saying? -I don't know.

-Apostolis! -What happened?

-Apostolis... -Apostolis?

What happened? My Apostolis!

Apostolis? What's wrong?

What is this?

"In memory of Iasonas"...

The diagnosis was "severe stroke".

He was in a coma for three months...

and then he went to be with our child, to look after him.

Rest, my love.

Don't fight it anymore.

Rest.

I love you.

And I...

I was left behind.

All alone.

Oscillating from despair to rage...

and from rage to depression.

I felt like I was sinking into madness.

I had dangerous thoughts.

I decided to take revenge.

That was the moment...

when I realized that impulsive was not the way to go if I wanted revenge.

If I wanted to take revenge on the bank, I would have to do it in a way...

methodical and carefully planned.

-So you waited ten years, huh? -Kudos for your patience!

All those years, you were slowly building this plan in your mind?

And I wouldn't have given up even if it took ten more years.

And now you're ready to quit over a minor setback.

-Over a broken arm. -Which I didn't complain about.

-Say, did I whine? -Not at all.

I don't want to be the reason someone gets hurt.

We all agreed to take the risk.

Don't shoulder the responsibility yourself.

Right. No one will get hurt.

It was an accident, a bad moment. We'll be more careful.

-Guys, let's not... -How can you ask this of us?

I lost my wife because of the bank, you lost your husband...

and your child.

And we're sitting here discussing whether we'll continue or not?

Nikos is right. Now is exactly when we must not give up.

I want us to finish what we started.

Mrs. Olga, as you can see, whether you want it or not...

we'll continue without you.

Of course, we'll cut you a share. We're not stingy.

-Manolis, say something. -I have only one thing to say.

We lost precious time today.

Let's give it our everything.

Let's go!

I can't believe this woman.

No, damn it! She sat down on the bench.

She must be so lonely, too!

She hasn't been that lonely lately.

Argyris, why don't you handle it?

We were running behind schedule already, now we'll be off even more.

Yeah. Today is already a lost day.

Come on, little Argyris, don't act like you need your arm twisted!

Alright. You know I'll take one for the team.

Oh, cut the crap, "you'll take one for the team"!

-Whose side are you on now? -Usually yours.

Right now though, the team's. Come on, go so we can be done!

He's right. Take her away so the others can get dressed and go down...

and I'll go too to keep watch. Go on then.

-My princess? Here you are! -Argyris? What did you just call me?

My princess. That's what you are to me.

I dropped by your house and was disappointed not to find you there.

I brought stuffed cabbage to the guys, but it seems they're not working today.

They'll be here later. I heard them talk about it yesterday.

Hang the bag there on the van, and they'll find it.

-You think so? What if cats get to it? -So what? They're souls to feed, too.

Shall we go to your place to have something warm?

To warm up in general? It's very cold tonight.

Unless you don't want people in your building seeing us together.

-Why wouldn't I want that? -I don't know...

-Maybe you're embarrassed... -Oh please! Don't ever say that again!

I'll go and ring all the doorbells right now and introduce you.

-You think I wouldn't? -I know you would.

But it's not necessary. I don't care about others.

It's enough for me to have met you.

Let's go.

Hang the bag. Come on, let's go home.

Everything clear up here, how are things down there?

Vakis, call only when there's a reason for it, don't scare us.

Okay, sorry. Over.

-Let's go. -I won't bother you again. Over.

-What's up? -I'm about to faint.

There's no need for such violence.

Oh, look, it's lover boy!

Jealous, kid, that I'm warm and happy while you're stuck freezing here?

Jokes aside, it's freezing cold.

My damn arm hurts, too.

Painkillers aren't working. I'd give anything for a joint right now!

What did you just say? Behave, don't do something stupid and screw us over!

What kind of stupid thing would I do? Me, screw you over?

I've taken on responsibilities. Come on, go down.

-Help me. -Hold your nose and dive in.

Wait, man. Move over. Wait.

Come on.

I'm going to get some bread.

Get some tomatoes too and a bit of feta cheese. I'll make you a Greek salad.

-Do we have any cucumbers? -Why are you whispering?

The boy is sleeping. He came back at dawn, dead tired.

His arm may be broken, but he still goes to work.

See? And you used to kick him around and slap him!

What can I say? Thank God, Vakis got back on the straight path.

I see you've been happy lately. Nikos seems like a good man.

-Dad! -If we win at the footy bet, too...

we'll buy a house and we'll be just fine!

-Why, did you bet on football? -Huh? No.

How are we to win then?

Now that I'm going shopping, I'll buy a betting ticket too!

Should I get cucumbers?

I'm off. If you get hungry, check the fridge.

If anyone comes knocking, don't answer.

Wait a minute.

Where are you going all dolled up so early? Aren't you going to rest at all?

I'm gonna be late.

Hello, Anthoula.

How do you think I'm doing? I'm miserable in here, away from my family.

No, no! Don't do this to me!

No, I don't want you to visit, you'll only feel bad if you come here.

No.

You just make sure the kids and my dad have a good time these days.

Yes.

Come the new year, we'll all be together again.

I love you.

Kiss the kids and dad for me.

Don't worry, I'll kiss them all for you.

I love you.

Bye.

-Good morning. -Good morning, father.

-Who will you be kissing? -You now...

and the kids when they wake up.

Was that Michalis?

-Shall I make you some coffee? -In a bit. Sit down, I want to talk.

Alright, sit for two minutes, let me make you coffee and we'll talk.

The kids will wake up soon and we won't be able to talk then.

Sit down, I want to talk to you.

What did Michalis tell you on the phone?

That he's wasting away being far from us for the holidays...

that he doesn't want us to visit him and...

that I should take care of you and the kids. That's all.

Besides that, at the end of the call, what did he say?

To kiss you.

That's all he said? Nothing more?

That's all. Nothing more.

He told you to kiss all of us and then he hung up.

Are you getting somewhere with this?

Oh it's getting there on its own.

So he didn't say anything else?

He told me that...

he loves me.

And you? What did you reply?

I didn't reply anything. It wasn't a question.

It was "I love you". Period.

Daughter, even though what you're saying is true, it is still incorrect.

"I love you" is always a question.

It's a sneaky question, because we use period instead of question mark.

So let me ask you, then: do you love Michalis?

Father, I don't think this discussion will lead anywhere.

I love my children, and it is my duty to think of them before anyone else...

and to do the best I can for them.

Good for you, I'm with you on that.

But I see that you love Michalis, and I want you to tell me if I'm wrong.

I adore Michalis, father. I don't just love him.

-But... -No buts.

Everything else will fall into place.

Michalis is not a bad man. He's impulsive and he made a mistake.

He realized how much that mistake cost him.

And I'm telling you, as the man who raised him...

that he's not grieving over losing his freedom, or his shop.

He's grieving only for you and the children.

In a few days, the state will give him his freedom back.

I'll sell the trawler and, along with some savings I've set aside...

I'll give him his shop back. You give him back your love too...

and your children, and give it one more try.

It's worth it. He learned his lesson.

I don't know whether things are that simple really.

Yes. They are as simple as I say.

Call your family in Patras and tell them you won't be going back.

And then let's enroll the children in school here.

You'll stay in this house.

I'll find somewhere else to live.

Father, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I've got bad news for you.

There is absolutely no chance of me staying here with Michalis...

and the children in this house...

unless you stay here with us, too.

So, what do you say? Will you stay?

Should I call my sister and tell her I'm not going back?

Are you going to leave, so then I take the children and we go back?

Ok then, now I'll go make your coffee...

and then we'll wake the kids to tell them the good news.

Are you sure you don't want me to make you coffee?

No, no, I'm... I'm sure. I'm exhausted, but...

I stopped by to say good morning. I knew you wake up early and...

-I'll go get some rest later. -You've got too much work?

Not usually, but there's been a lot of traffic lately and I've been stay up...

so I can manage to deliver some mockups and designs.

-I wish I could help you. -Why not? You could.

-What do you mean? -When I'm done with the assignment...

that I've taken on currently, I'm...

I'm thinking of opening my own graphic design studio.

So, if you want, you could come work with me.

-And do what? -You're smart. You are creative.

Graphic design isn't just about drawing, it's also finding an idea...

that you'll put on paper.

It takes imagination, intelligence and aesthetics, and you have all three.

We'd be an amazing duo!

Nikos... thank you very much for your kind words.

The truth is I'm having a wonderful time with you.

But I want you to know that I don't want pity.

Good thing you brought this up, so we can clear it up once and for all.

You know, um...

I'm not blind. I see your disability, but that's not all I see.

When I look at you, something inside me lights up.

And yes, I do see that you're sitting in a chair...

but that chair, to me, is just an expensive chair...

more expensive than the one I sit on.

And let me tell you something...

the job I'm suggesting is a seated one.

And I'll be sitting in a chair with wheels, too.

Christina.

I also suffer from a disability...

of the heart.

Do you want me to think of it like you do? That...

you're keeping me around because you pity me for losing my wife?

Of course not!

Good. Then how about we stop talking about our disabilities...

and go on with our lives?

I'd like that... very much.

What's going on, guys?

As you can see, we're tolling away.

Copy. Let's go.

-Have a nice shift, guys. -Same to you.

Merry Christmas.

Uh... I think I just pissed myself.

Same here.

-Keep watch so we can go down. -What about Argyris?

-Is he sacrificing himself for us? -Argyris is down below.

He'll be making the sacrifice shortly.

-Who's going to be sacrificed? ―You. You've got visitors.

-Filitsa? -Argyris!

-I'm so happy to see you again. -You couldn't sleep either, huh?

I was thinking about the people working at this late hour...

so I brought them some homemade spinach pie.

Really? You don't say! How well we match! I mean mentally.

I brought them coffee earlier.

Can I try your spinach pie, or will a piece be missed?

Oh please, you'll come to my place and eat as much as you want!

This is for the lads...

who suffer such exhaustion.

It wasn't necessary, honestly, and we're sorry for making so much noise...

but the job needs to be done.

I know, I know, my boys. Do your thing.

So, will you treat me to spinach pie, or did you only want to make me hungry?

-I won't be treating you only to pie. -Let's go then.

Come with me, baby girl.

Come here. Come.

-Antonis, is this happening for real? -You wouldn't think so, and yet...

Can the underworld hear me?

Filitsa came and left. She brought pie.

Argyris went to sate his appetite.

Underworld, here we come bringing spinach pie.

Themis, don't make me go to work after the manager.

Are you ever going to serve that coffee?

Don't worry, we will!

You had told me to come to you if I had any problems.

I think I gave wrong estimates for the stormwater pipes to the supervisor.

For standard cases, A equals 1.5 and B equals 2.5.

And for P, values used do not exceed 3.

The flow of groundwater in the sewage index must...

be added to the calculated sewage flow mentioned above...

after calculating it case by case.

-Yes. -I didn't do the addition.

-When did you hand in the study? -Yesterday at closing time.

-Did he have his coffee yet? -I think he's having some now.

Have your coffee in peace.

Find your study and go over it. Correct it.

Thank you.

-Themis? -All's good here.

Nikos is above ground now.

We hit concrete.

Whoa!

Guys... we hit steel.

-I'll go up for a bit. -I'll put diesel in the generator.

The bank alarm is going off!

Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

We hear you, don't panic.

Shut down the generator and stop all noise.

Hello?

The cops showed up.

They're checking outside.

They went into the bank.

They came out. No one is heading this way.

The Scumbag got into his car and left.

The cops are talking among themselves.

They're getting into the patrol car.

Coast is clear.

Alright, guys, let's not waste time.

Bring the oxy-acetylene torch.

Here you go.

Those bastards! How much steel did they put in, damn it?

Manolis told us this part would be tricky, remember?

We dug so many meters of tunnel! If we get stuck now...

-by golly, I'll use dynamite! -Shut up, man, keep it down!

The alarm's gone off.

Stop everything. Over.

The alarm is going off.

Damn it! This alarm is way too sensitive!

What happens, you idiots, if some cop gets suspicious and comes down here?

They won't. Just the fact they're responding to an alarm on a Saturday...

they're cursing the hour they were born.

Great! So this is what we'll do from now on? Every few minutes, wee-woo?

We've told you already, as long as it rings and they see nothing...

they'll think that it's just a malfunction and shut it down.

At least that's what we hope.

They're searching inside. They won't find jack shit.

No offence, Olga. Over.

They left. Keep going. Over.

Here.

That's it with the steel, guys. We've reached the wall.

What are we waiting for? It's just plain brick.

I hope my calculations were correct.

-Why, they might not be? -There's always a margin for error.

-And you're only telling us now? -Positive thinking, guys.

Come on, Argyris, go through.

What do you see?

Argyris, what do you see?

Safety deposit boxes.

But we came out kind of high.

High for you or for us?

Shut up!

Piece of cake.

We're set.

Give it here.

Put me down.

Careful.

Let's go!

Now we have to move as fast as possible.

Yeah, quick. Let's grab everything and get the hell out of this hole.

Alright, enough talking. Let's go.

-We're in. -Yes, yes, yes! I'm coming!

Are you crazy? What "yes, yes, yes"? You stay there until Themis comes!

Over.

I'm starting.

Not so loud!

We found more... more!

Guys... Guys...

We're screwed.

We're dead.

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