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No, no. I am not getting inside there.

Take the bottle.

That's a mousetrap. We
won't get out of there.

That's our entrance. We'll
do it through hard work.

What the fuck is that smell?

They must have thrown
pesticide in there,

bleach and toxic substances
for humans. I'm not going in.

- It's just water.
- Yes, toxic water.

Sit down, come on.

I'll sit down, but I won't go in.

Let's go.

It's easier to train in a swimming pool,

but our job isn't in a fucking pool.

It will be a lot harder than this.

And way scarier than getting in there.

I'm not afraid.

You're shitting your pants.

And it's because you're a father now.

Look.

I agree with you there, Bogotá.

You were so reckless before,
and you can't do that anymore.

In the past, when shit happened,
I was the only one fucked up by it.

You know that.

Now, I don't want to do certain things.

For example, getting inside a cistern.

I don't want to.

Do you know what it
means to be a good father?

I don't know anymore.

Behaving in the exact same
way when you weren't a father.

Of course, and leave the after-party
still high in the morning.

If you like to get high on
Wednesdays, you have to keep doing it.

Come on!

You have to, or you will
end up hating your son.

And that would really make
you a bad father. Believe me.

Oh, my God. Do you know
what you can do, Bogotá?

You can write a novel.

Yes.

How to be a father
without getting clean.

You don't have kids, do you?

I have seven.

- Wow.
- The next one will come with a prize.

This is Emilio, the oldest. He lives
in Venezuela. Julián, he's in DF.

He is growing a moustache.
He calls me "dude."

This bastard's a riot. Erik, in Iceland.

Hanna, in Finland. Violinist.

She's a beauty.

Drazen in Montenegro. He's fucking dull.

Yaris, in Thessaloniki,
a real character.

Ivanna. Bad-tempered as hell,

but she's an artist.
She lives in Odessa.

Seven.

And the next one with a prize.

Sometimes I'm embarrassed for you.

Hey! I take care of all of them.

But I don't stop being me.

Do I go to their school plays

or the games of whatever
sport they play in Iceland?

No, I don't.

But I do randomly show
up after six months

and I don't ask them for anything.
Not even a hug or their love.

But they jump on me and
cover me with kisses.

Why?

I don't know why.

Because I'm their fucking father.

Their father.

You can't deny your own DNA.

Never.

If you were a robber, you're still one.

And if you used to risk your life,

keep risking it.

My babies, my babies...

Look what I brought.

A sweet set of earring for myself.

See?

Golden, golden! Sweet gold!

You want them for yourself, don't you?

- Give them to me.
- Here, here.

You've never seen anything like it.

Let's go to work.

We're not done yet.

Open the door for Bogotá.

Come on. The worst is in the past.

Now the fun begins.

You look hot in that neoprene.

What?

Your butt looks smoking
hot in that tight suit.

What's going to be real tight
is the skin from your balls.

Rude fuck.

I am not laughing.

Why do you talk to me like that?

Why?

Here on this job, I am your boss.

Yes, boss. I'm sorry.

Let's not disrespect each other.

Change the bottle!

And you...

Hurry up, come on!

I want those ovens working ASAP.

And the smoke extractors connected.

We're going to melt all the gold
from the fucking national reserve.

And you! The lance and the bathyscaphe.

Absolute priority.

And don't ruffle my feathers again.

Hurry up, gentlemen!
Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

Enjoy yourselves!

Let's earn our sandwiches! Come on!

The first time I heard one
could make fire underwater

was in the Monastery
of San Giovanni.

I thought it was as improbable
as the fact that I was there,

listening to Gregorian chants.

But when I was told it was possible

thanks to the oxygen
bubbles covering the fire,

I thought it was a beautiful way of
blowing up what we went there for:

A safe in which no one could have
gotten into with all those gold bars.

They entered by impersonating

the First Squad of
BRIPAC's Sixth Company.

The real one arrived
a few minutes later.

Well, fuck me...

They got us good.

They have everyone tapped.

We have to take out
everything that can be bugged.

Anything that can connect
to a network and our phones!

Colonel, let's think about it.
The procedure is to do a sweep.

They can't have everything bugged.

They can hijack whatever they
want. They have a billion euros!

Do you know the budget of UIT?

Sixteen million. And the whole CNI?

282 million! 282 million
against a billion.

They could tap into the intern's phone!

We only have proof that they've
intercepted communications...

These guys even have
pictures of your dick, Ángel!

They even have pictures of that
mole you have on your balls.

Do you want to say hi? I'm sure
they have your mic activated.

Colonel Tamayo, the usual
procedure is to do a sweep.

Everyone, pay attention!

Don't turn on any
device that hasn't been

in a box for at least six
months. Not even an Olivetti.

There are no secure networks, not
even the army's or the ministry's.

Total blackout.

And I want all your phones in this bin.

Now!

If you want to call your
mommy, go to a pay phone.

In less than a minute,
we'll be blind and deaf.

Come on, your turn!

He has just fucked us up good.

He's skipping all the protocols.

It's illegal to confiscate
phones without a court order.

Damn!

This changes everything.

Our techs will analyse
them and return them to you

- as soon as possible.
- Let me think.

Antoñanzas, didn't you hear me?

I'm deleting some private things.

It will only be 30 seconds, sir.

For God's sake! We all
know you're seeing Marisol.

Twenty seconds.

Alert level 5. The CNI's
security system is down.

The defence staff's been bugged
and the computers infected

with an unknown virus!

The last thing UIT is going to do
is read the chat you use to jerk off.

Give me your fucking phone!

For God's sake!

I want a screen with the time

that's left before the
bank's security gates open.

Come on!

You!

Done.

The gauze.

Yes.

We're almost done.

Done.

Palermo.

Palermo, it's urgent.

Professor. It's Tokyo.

How is Palermo?

Operational, sir.

Listen. They've found
out we have them tapped.

We have to accelerate
everything and remain calm.

Calm?

You can be calm because
you're in the van.

We're surrounded by Spain's army here.

We don't know when they will enter.

We don't know through which entrance.

Has Bogotá started?

Yes. He's been down there for a while.

Drilling that door will take longer
than an hour. Maybe more than two.

Professor, how much time is left?

- Fourteen minutes.
- What?

He fucked us and he knows it.

I would try another move.

I even have doubts about Prieto.

But Tamayo is going to
skip all the protocols.

What does that mean?

It means they're going in as
soon as the doors are unlocked.

Good.

Then we have no option but
to use the dolphin. Right?

Exactly. Do you have it?

Yes.

Flipper is here with us.

Colonel, radio frequency waves
are coming in and out of the bank.

Short wave signals.

I want to hear them.

What the fuck is that?

It sounds like an
encrypted radio system.

Once inside, the big question is:

How will we communicate with each other?

Palermo.

Boom!

A bomb's just exploded.

We're all dead.

Laser sensors. Technology
is wonderful, isn't it?

Internet and hidden or
replicated IP addresses.

With the money we have, we could
buy a satellite in Kazakhstan.

But that would only
take us to one place.

The shittiest place.

You fight technology with technology.

In this, the government can win, but...

there's something in which
they can't compete with:

Time travel.

1941.

Made in England.

With these devices,

the BBC broadcast from Great
Britain to the whole world.

Short wave, ladies and gentlemen.

No technology can inhibit such a
frequency. We'll talk through here.

Everyone could listen
in on us with that.

Yes, Nairobi. Every moron with a
walkie-talkie will be able to hear us.

But...

will they be able to understand us?

Absolutely not.

Computer encodings.

In the broadcast and in
the reception as well.

These encodings won't be easy.

We will put in 2300 layers.

They can bring 200 million
Chinese ball-busters,

and they'd still never decode it.

Synchronization.

Monks. "Come Creator Spirit...

and in our hearts take up Thy rest...

come with Thy grace and heavenly aid."

We'll have them there...

erasing layer after layer.

Cursing our mothers.

A hundred brainiacs

who are desperate.

A waste of public funds for nothing.

Because with every call we make,

we add 2300 more layers.

A call...

and a code.

A call...

and a code.

If it's a coded system, then decode it!

Bring the whole tech research unit.
They have to start working now!

Very well.

In two minutes, I want everyone
with the vests and masks on.

We will give you guns, too.

Fake guns.

Don't get too excited.

Amanda, right?

- I'm...
- Miguel.

You know my name?

Well, you told the robber before.

One day, I saved your Tupperware.
I don't know if you remember...

No.

I really don't.

Put the vests on now!

Come on, things are going to get tough.

Don't put it on!

What?

Don't put it on.

You all, don't put the vests on!

They want to use us as human shields.

It's true. Don't put it on.

We found him.

The smartest kid in class.

The overachiever.

- No, I am not.
- You aren't?

What's your name?

- Miguel, Miguel.
- Miguel, Miguel.

Miguel, I'm Mr. Denver.

Yes, Mr. Denver. I'm Miguel.

Miguel, do you like movies?

No, sir. I watch TV shows.

Get with the program,

because we're playing "Guess the Movie."

Put the vest on!

Give me that.

It's backwards, Miguel.

Good.

You're going to put this on, too.

If you don't, I will hurt you.

Hurry up!

Good.

I am going to take seven steps.

Then I will shoot.

If you guess the movie
before I turn around,

maybe I won't shoot you.

Mr. Denver...

Miguel is a robot.

One.

Two.

Three. Okay, Miguel, I
will give you another clue.

I am also a robot.

Four.

WALL-E. It's WALL-E.

I come naked from the future, Miguel.

- WALL-E.
- No, no, no.

- No.
- WALL-E?

Are you calling me
WALL-E, Miguel?

No, Mr. Denver.

Terminator.

I'm the Terminator.

Hasta la vista, baby.

The show is over!

Come on. Form two lines.

Quickly!

Come on.

Come on, the masks.

Put the vests and the masks on!

Who the fuck forgot to
turn off their phone?

I'm sorry, it's mine.

Hidden Number

Yes?

Good morning, Colonel
Prieto. I'm the Professor.

I hope you're feeling better.

Hello, Professor.

I'm sorry for taking you away
from the dentist in such a way.

I hope I'm not bothering you too much.

You are never a bother, Professor.

Colonel, help me, because
I'm a little bit confused.

Are you in charge of the operation?

Or is it Tamayo?

Colonel Tamayo speaking.

From now on, I'm in charge.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Negotiation

On this occasion, we'll be the
ones making the calls. Never them.

And we'll do it with phones, but
they won't be able to track our calls.

Why?

Because we're going
to travel to the past.

I had that one for five years
and I only had to charge it once.

Second-generation phones.

No Internet and especially no GPS.

With these phones, we will
only make one call. Only one,

no more, to an external collaborator.

- Marseille.
- What? The mute guy isn't coming?

- I'm not mute.
- Like your rat that makes these sounds:

It isn't a rat.

Her name is Sofía.

Marseille will have two terminals.

On the first one, he
will receive my call.

On the second one,

he will call the only number
in the telephone's contacts:

Colonel Prieto's.

These two phones will be our firewalls.

Archaic.

Rudimentary.

But efficient.

The police can pinpoint the
phone that's emitting the signal

when the call is being
made, and only then.

There's no technology
capable of tracking

two mobile phones
stuck together in a box

that are constantly on the move.

Besides, without GPS

or Internet, the only thing

they will have is the antenna

that connects to that phone
when the call is placed.

An antenna that's located

in the centre of Madrid.

Right under their noses.

That's the only thing they will have.

That means...

they have nothing.

I'm sorry, but we don't know each other,

so I would like to ask you a question.

Are you in love?

I've been married for more than 17
years, something uncommon nowadays.

That's the irrefutable proof of my love,

- Professor.
- Yes. I see.

However, and excuse me
again, I don't think you are.

Because when someone is in
love, life becomes rose-tinted.

Everything looks beautiful and
one turns into a kind of teddy bear

that smiles constantly.

Someone in love doesn't shout

or insult his co-workers so
rudely. That's why I asked.

I know you've been listening
to us, you piece of shit.

Colonel,

think about the last time you made love.

Look, Professor, you can go to hell
with these bullshit conversations.

Colonel, you've just joined us,
so allow me to remind you what

the first lines of CNI's handbook
say about hostage negotiations.

They literally say:

"Listen attentively to understand
the kidnapper's psychology.

Show empathy towards
them and let them know

that you understand their feelings."

Do you know what?

I think you're blind and deaf now.

That's why Prieto's phone rang a
second before he was going to leave.

I'm starting to think you're
really screwed, Professor.

This isn't the paradisal island
where you probably spent your days

after the Royal Mint
robbery, am I right?

How did the escape go?

How is Murillo?

Hello, Colonel Tamayo.

Colonel Prieto.

Ángel.

I imagine you're also there listening.

Okay, do you have them
there? Don't lose them.

Hello, Raquel. How are you?

We miss you here in the tent.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry for leaving
like that, without a goodbye.

How are you?

Well, you know me.

I always keep fighting.

And how is Mari Carmen?

Mari Carmen...

She left me.

It took her too long, don't you think?

I'm very sorry, Ángel.

Colonel, the antenna
is on Princesa Street.

Fuck me! They're so close.

Raquel, what the fuck are you doing?

You're throwing your life away.

Look...

This is my new life.

And do you know what?

It's a thousand times
better than the previous one.

Do you think you're living in a movie?

Listen, Raquel.

Movies end, and not always
with a happy ending.

You know I'm going to
go after you, don't you?

That's nothing new.

You've always chased me.

I'm sorry to interrupt.
Colonel, are you still there?

Listen, I am going to
call you in one hour.

By then, I will have
released five hostages.

This time, we'll do things right.

In an hour, I will be smoking a cigar

in your name in the governor's office.

Colonel, I'm recording
this conversation.

It sounds like you don't
care about the hostages.

If it's recorded,

I am going to give you some
advice, so you won't forget it.

Take your mask, your machine gun,

and get ready.

Because all hell's going to
break loose on your heads.

What do we know about that phone?

They must have made the
call from an old phone.

It was impossible to
access its geolocation,

but the conversation
connected with two antennas.

On Princesa and Callao.

What does that mean?

It could be because there's a high
concentration of people in the area

or they've been on the move.

Are you telling me that

they were on a walk while
they were talking to us?

I want all available units deployed
and checking everyone's IDs.

Colonel, we're talking about
more than 400,000 people.

People must be spending
the bills they threw.

And the absence of background noise

may mean they weren't
calling from the street.

Maybe it's a basement
or the metro tunnels.

It's impossible to know for sure.

Four hours.

Look at you, you look
so innocent like this.

I want a son like this one.

And these guys?

- What the hell are they doing?
- I don't know.

I think they're breaking records.

Let me tell you, I think
he has to be really weird

as a boyfriend.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

You're having second
thoughts, don't you?

Do you want to turn back?

We need to perfect...

the plan.

At least, for...

four months.

- Four months?
- Four months.

What are you going to say to Tokyo?

That the next time she sees
Rio, he'll be a vegetable?

We can't help Rio

with a plan that doesn't work.

It doesn't work?

We've studied it together.
It's a perfect plan.

No, it isn't. It isn't.

Do you know what's wrong with you?

You've become an egomaniac.

You don't trust the plan
because it isn't yours.

It's your brother's plan,
but he did trust you.

Why did you want to join

the robbery so badly?

Why are you so anxious about it?

You're like those
people who quit smoking

and then start hating tobacco and
the smoke and people who smoke,

and they become the biggest
Taliban against tobacco.

That's happening to you with the police.

You hate the police because
they destroyed your life,

because they tried to
take your daughter away,

because there's an arrest
warrant issued against you

and you want revenge. Revenge.

And you aren't thinking
about Tokyo, Rio or Berlin.

You're thinking about yourself.
And if that's the case,

then I don't think you
should be part of the plan.

I need more time.

07:48

- 07:47
- 07:46

Get better, I will take care of this.

- Hello.
- This way, please.

Of course.

At your service, inspector.

You know them.

In the absence of Fonollosa,

alias Berlin, who do think
could've taken charge?

Why?

What do you mean?

Why do you care?

If we kill whoever is in charge first,

we may not have to kill all of them.

Did I answer you?

Denver.

No doubt. He's the most
seasoned. Moscow's son.

- Denver. Believe me.
- Are you sure?

Absolutely. I know them well.

Look, Helsinki is a war criminal.

He only knows how to obey orders.

Nairobi.

Nairobi staged a coup inside the
Mint and took power from Fonollosa.

The Professor would
never put her in charge.

And Tokyo?

Tokyo...

She's too unstable.

Hot-blooded. It was her
fault that Moscow died. No.

Tokyo couldn't be in charge of anything.

Listen to me. It's Denver.

Denver.

What was that?

To see if you would come talk to me.

Look. It worked.

You're not fine, Denver.

I know.

I know I'm not fine, but not because...

all that shit you told me
about being sexist and all that.

It's something else.

Hey.

What's wrong?

Come on, tell me.

- I know how this ends.
- No.

- No, this doesn't end in any way.
- They killed my father.

And you know it.

And it happened because she

wanted a grand entrance with
a motorcycle. Right, Tokyo?

He was a good man.

And he acted like a father
in front of 200 policemen

with an M16 and no vest.

And they killed him.

Do you know what I'm saying?

If you're here,

the same will happen to me,
because I am not cold-blooded.

If I have to stand in the line
of fire to protect you, I will.

I don't care.

Because you're my family, Mónica.

You're my family.

And that's why I didn't want you here.

Do you understand?

Step.

Step, step. Sorry.

Well, I will take care of the Browning.

Very well, Helsinki. Good luck.

Let's go inside.

You, too.

You don't know what you're doing.

As soon as I touch the
door of that chamber,

the security system will
flood it in a few minutes.

It will be flooded? No.

More than 100,000 litres
of water will crush you.

More than 100,000
litres of water, Nairobi.

Did you hear?

I hope you took a course on snorkelling.

You're wrong if you think
you're dealing with an idiot.

I know where you're taking me.

And why.

And let me tell you,

I won't do it.

Let's go.

Put this on right now.

Please.

Ma'am.

Get out of line.

No, I can, I can. My hands are strong.

Ma'am.

Get out of line, please.

And the rest of you, keep working!

Thank you.

Tokyo.

I watched the other
robbery, glued to the TV.

I know you all.

Sit down.

Helicopters, take off.

Now.

Come on, come on, come on.

Hurry up with those sacks. Don't stop.

If something goes wrong,

then we will find ourselves
in the worst-case scenario.

In which they will start the
assault before we can open

that little door.

And opening that door would take
a lot longer than the first one.

And only he could do this.

A minimum of two hours.

Two hours.

If we haven't opened it
before they enter, then...

We're dead.

But we have a solution.

There's always a solution.

We have this small baby.

A dolphin.

Well, we didn't have more divers.

We're calling him Flipper.

Do you remember Flipper?

The trained dolphin that clapped.

He saved lives, too.

If necessary, he will have to save ours.

The governor of the Bank
of Spain is the only one

who can open that door

in three seconds.

With this button, we balance
the jacket's buoyancy.

I will do it. Don't press it or you
will end up stuck on the ceiling.

Hey!

Are you here with us?

We have an emergency respirator.

Hopefully, we won't need to use it.

Hey, look at me.

Look at me!

Once inside, you'll notice
the change of pressure.

Don't get scared and above
all, don't stop breathing.

Yes, but we have a problem.

He won't do it.

His entire biography
says he has principles.

Everyone has principles.

The governor has to ask
himself: "What's more important,

my principles

or my life?"

We're running out of time.

Let's go, let's go.

Governor, any questions?

I'm not going in.

I think you are.

- Get into the bathyscaphe. Now.
- Now.

Assault teams in position.

Armoured units waiting.

Gentlemen,

two minutes and thirty seconds.

02:30 02:30

- 02:29 02:29
- 02:28 02:28

Okay. Hasta-la-vista-Baby's
line follows Stockholm.

The rest come with me.

You heard her. Come on, fast.

Fast!

Fast!

Come on, come on, come on.

To the end of the room.

- Fast.
- Come on, come on.

If I put your mask on myself,

you won't be able to take if off
for the rest of your fucking life.

Put it on, Governor, put it on.

No?

- Free diving, then. Go.
- Release me!

I'm not going in.

He is 60 years old

- and has coronary heart disease.
- Well, man...

better for us.

Exactly, the coronary heart disease,

the bathyscaphe, the 20 atmospheres...

Just thinking about all that will
give him an astonishing lucidity.

This whole plan depends
on the decision of a man.

And I'm pretty sure he
will decide not to do it.

Do you know when he will have
his ultimate moment of lucidity?

Once he gets into that flooded chamber

and realizes he can't escape.

Once he decides his life depends
on us opening that door...

or closing off his oxygen.

Sergio, if you had to choose
between your decency and your oxygen,

what would you pick?

He won't go inside.

He will.

We'll have to push him a little bit...

but he will.

You fucked it up, peanut.

Matías, the bolt cutters.

They cut so fucking well.

Tell me the code or you will count bills

with your fucking stumps.

Fuck, Governor.

What a brave idiot.

- Oh, my God!
- Denver!

Denver, what the fuck did you do?

For God's sake! Someone
tell me what's happening!

Grab this.

Governor.

Governor, Mario.

Mario.

Fuck me! Fuck's sake!

What's up, Nairobi?

He lost consciousness.

For God's sake!

One hundred thirty beats. He's
going to suffer a heart attack.

- How much time do we have left?
- One minute and 20 seconds.

That much?

Matías, the first-aid kit and the
staples. We have to close the wound.

- Quickly!
- Denver!

Cover his wound, fuck!

OK, OK.

Hurry up, Denver!

What if, for any reason,

he decides not to open that door?

There are always risks.

Brother, please.

What would life be without risks?

Brother, that's what
makes life exciting.

If something goes wrong,

we will always have the C-4.

Bogotá.

Be careful, brother.

Go, go, go.

Come on, without fear.
Fuck! Without fear.

Fast, fast, fast!

Pulse at 150. This guy
is going to explode.

C-4 inside there?

Also called RDX,

or popularly known as plastic explosive.

You're crazy!

Well, it's unpredictable.

Uncouth, even, but exciting.

Even the river is going to tremble.

Gentlemen, we're going in.

We know the priority target,

but we have the green light to
fire on any member of the gang.

The presence of at least a
hundred hostages is confirmed.

... blocked-off streets

and the whole country
looking at the Bank of Spain.

A special operations
unit has been deployed

and armoured cars and assault vehicles
have been seen driving around.

And for a few minutes ago,

helicopters have been
heard overhead as well.

- 00:52
- 00:51

Ten milligrams of diazepam.

For fuck's sake!

Come on!

Come on. Okay.

A blast wave at 50 meters underwater,

liberating a pressure of 40 atmospheres,

not even God knows
what can happen there.

Denver, remind me to beat
you up as soon as this ends.

Fucking idiot!

A small big bang, but
that's how life starts.

No, it isn't going
down. Give me another.

Please! Please!

- 09
- 08

Okay, okay.

- 08
- 07

- 07
- 06

- 03
- 02

- 01
- 00

It's true that it could damage
part of what's inside the safe,

but it will open it for sure.

God!