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We're locked up and we're really we don't know how long this can last.
As long as you don't try to fool me, everything will be fine.
We said no victims.
He had a phone, Did you want me to spank him?
What the hell is going on here? He's had a hostage executed.
Who was it? Your son.
It's here, isn't it?
Your love story has ruined your plan.
They've got you, and Río too. The police know who you are.
You're on all the news.
Air intake.
You didn't kill that girl, did you? I was ordered to do it and I had to do it.
You fucking killed Mónica!
- I have a visual of the targets. - Behind you!
It's the first thing that gets out of your plan.
They had it all figured out. minus this shot,
and we must take advantage of it.
I have the ambulance. No one is going to get out of here.
Let a medical team come in.
Two surgeons and a nurse.
I frisked him, almost stopped him, and you still care about me?
If you need any help...
Thank you. Thank you.
- Raquel, I want to go undercover. with the medical team.
- Someone will come in, but you won't.
- Of course, there's always someone better than me for everything.
- I've made the decision to enter.
They'll come in through the chest. with red overalls and Dalí masks,
and infiltrate.
The sub-inspector will accompany the surgeons and enter as a nurse.
A health worker is a policeman. You know what to do.
They emit in short wave and encrypted. They're coming in, I don't know where.
Active plan B.
Don't stop. Now. Run now. Run now! Come on!
Abort! They have changed the masks. They are not disguised as Dalí
They go straight to the slaughterhouse. - Eh?
Attention, abort entry.
Suárez, do you copy?
- Objective reached
We proceed to remove lid and we are inside.
Suárez, do you copy? The masks have changed.
There is interference. Command post, I can not hear you.
They do not wear Dalí masks. It's a fucking suicide.
Abort entry...
That's an order! they have changed the masks.
They do not wear Dalí masks.
Atenttion, do you copy? Abort entry!
Abort. - Yes!
Abort.
Berlín, all calm.
Plan B has worked as planned. They go.
What the fuck were the masks? - I don't know.
They had their mouths open like that, as anguished.
Como, no sé, "The Scream" by Munch. That.
¡Munch, the expressionist painter!
Dalí, Munch... What will be next?
I'm very glad you ask me that question.
If you had to change it, which painter would you choose?
Eh... I don't know, ¿Picasso, maybe?
Goya. Goya.
Velázquez.
Velázquez... Hm, hm...
Da Vinci. Yes, with the beard.
I like it, with the beard. Andy Warhol.
- ¿ The one with the soup? ¿Andy Warhol? Ángel.
- Yes, Andy Warhol, that of Marilyn's painting.
He es a painter...
well-known, iconic.
The hair and the glasses.
Ángel, you are a box of surprises.
A bof of surprises with a mic in the glasses.
without us ever anticipating.
But that is not the question, inspector, and you know it.
That is not the important thing...
How the fuck they knew that we were in there?
How much time have they spent studying
every movement what we are going to do in each moment.
If I tell you the truth half of my life.
How long are they going to stay inside?
Nothing, only nine more days. 10, 11 as much.
We're playing a fucking chess game
and we are loosing it.
But I have a Trojan horse. It's very difficult for you to win this.
The moment has come to reflect...
and look back,
return to the origin.
We know that all this started a long time ago,
and that those who were inside were there before.
We have images of Cortés and Oliveira entering the museum.
But did they come alone?
Was it the first visit they made or the last?
How many more visits were there?
Did they talk to someone? A gesture, a look...
and, above all, did they leave some fucking thread to throw?
I want you to check again the recordings of the cameras,
that you study them second by second.
The rest let's try to rest.
Some of you more than 30 hours without sleep.
Suárez, whatever you call me.
You are in command.
Brawl in Marcelo Usera, Any patrol nearby?
- Please,
Leave channel eight free for the hostage crisis!
Nobody issue for channel eight, thank you!
- Do you want to take something before going home?
- Between eating and sleeping,
I would choose the first, but...
I'm tired Ángel.
Sorry, thank you.
"Have you never thought that if you could go back
maybe you would not make the same decisions?
Look at me:
If the day the Profesor found me I wouldn't have gone with him,
now possibly I would be telling you this from jail,
and not from where I do it."
How 2.400 million euros sound to you?
I guess at this moment I only have two options.
I just see one. I can surrender,
do therapy in jail,
play basketball, go to mass...
and coming out at 50 knowing how to cook.
That...
or could make the snowball larger and continue to slope down.
And...
What do you choose?
I choose snow ball.
"And it's that we all do our own snowballs
with our bad decisions, balls that are becoming giants,
like the Indiana Jones rock,
and he's chasing you down the slope to crush you.
Berlín didn't care either. shit his snowball,
no matter how big.
It was clear to me that whatever happened. happened, he wasn't going to jail.
What about Allison Parker?
That dead mosquito, too. had made a bad decision:
not going to the ballet audition from Martha Graham's school.
for hiking with Pablito,
a fucking asshole.
All decisions that we took in the past
take us inexorably into the future.
That's what Río was going to realize... as soon as I lit up
the only television that we had left at the factory,
in case we ever lost. communication with the Profesor."
Come on, kid!
Put him to see what they say about us. This, not even the train robbery!
"An undetermined number of assailants agreed to...
- The one we messed up!
"Is it a blow to the system?
The largest..."
- My goodness! This, not the Americans!
This, Spain's brand but with M16! Take it now!
Fuck, my parents!
"- A teenager... so rare...
- Shy... - Shy.
Our son was always locked in the room,
but we thought he was playing with the computer or...
But you don't think he is a criminal.
And then... you see it on TV with a rifle, firing,
with 60 people locked up.
And you see it's like those jihadists. - Paco...
- It's just that he's not your son anymore.
- Please don't say that.
- For me... it's like he's dead.
- But, Paco...
We just heard the testimony of the parents..."
The profesor said nothing of external news.
"But he had also said that he wanted a white heist, no blood,
without violence,
that only with intelligence...
we could perpetrate the robbery of the century.
Sometimes intelligence is not enough
to stop the snowball that's coming for you.
And then you have to run...
and run...
and run.
But I got ahead of myself,
I'm telling you something that hadn't happened yet."
Ángel, tell me.
- Hello, Raquel.
Were you asleep?
- No, no, no, what is it?
- No, no, no, no, no.
It's all right, don't worry.
Look, I'm walking around to a topic. Do you have a minute?
Leave her alone, man, she'll be devastated.
Yeah, sure, yeah.
- Forgive me for being so direct: What's with Andy Warhol?
- Excuse me? - The thing about the surprise box.
What's the matter, that I can't like museums or modern painters?
I can't like something other than Atleti?
- Yes, of course.
It has caught me from... surprise, because I didn't know.
The same thing I didn't know that you are a fan of Atleti.
- But it does hit me, doesn't it? Yes, it does.
Well, yes.
Hey, Ángel, I'm really tired. Shall we talk tomorrow?
- The guy I saw you with, that you were holding hands.
Would you sleep with him?
Tell me, I want to know. - Ángel, what's this all about now?
- Would you go to bed with him? yes or no?
Answer me.
Yes, yes, why not?
I'm a 40-year-old free woman,
and the truth is, I could use it, a good wiggle,
to... have something different to think about.
So I'm sure you do.
So what?
I understand. You want to give an opportunity to a random guy. I get it.
- Ángel...
What happened between you and me in Cercedilla was an adventure.
It's been eight years and look,
I cut to the chase because we're partners.
- And friends, Raquel. - And friends.
And you're married, Ángel. - I'm married.
Because you said that between was not going to work.
Then you got married, and on top of it with a partner.
And because you never look at me like... to a winner, you always look at me
like the loser who... can't like Andy Warhol.
But if for a moment you look at me like a man,
I swear it didn't take long. nor ten minutes to leave Carmen...
Forgive me. Raquel, I'm sorry. Hell, I don't even know what I'm saying anymore.
It's this... job, that's driving us crazy.
- Yes, yes, that's true, but to everyone.
Ángel, it's late. Go to bed, huh? We'll talk tomorrow.
- Good night, Raquel. - Good night.
Who were you talking to?
- I can't believe it. that you were spying on me.
- I couldn't help overhearing you. - To bed, which is late.
- A good time. I've already slept.
Look, let's see, And you now, what's up?
- What? - Two suitors.
- He's not a suitor, it's Ángel, my partner.
- Oh, well, I thought that you were making him jealous
with the stranger at the bar, with the one with the reeds.
Please, Mom, I wasn't making him jealous!
- You... don't close doors.
And now that you're not married, you can go pecking.
- Ah, pecking. - Yes, pecking.
- Of course. - Daughter, in the end love is...
what makes us see other colour of life.
And you lately you see everything very black.
Maybe it's still you haven't gotten over... all that.
- Let's see, Mom, let's see, What haven't I overcome, huh?
Do you also think I've put a false allegation...
and that I live bitter because my ex He's hooked up with my sister
and I want to fuck them up?
Does your husband made out with your sister?
- Mom, what do you say?
What? - Nothing. Yes...
I just wanted to calm things down.
In the end that man has made out with the two sisters
as in the movies... erotic films.
Mom. Mom, are you okay? Mom, are you okay?
- Eh...
How are you doing with the robbery, daughter?
- Eh... Bad, bad. Bad.
Well, sitting there all day,
in a blocking situation, and... Yes.
- But are you sitting, my daughter?
What you have to do is run.
Bad guys get caught running. As if you didn't know.
Good night, sweetheart.
Ah.
What a pleasant visit!
You should come here more.
I see you've put yourself a very cuckoo dispatch.
You already have two. I like offices.
Always...
I've wanted to have one. with the mahogany desk,
but the crime and the dispatches do not marry.
It's hot, isn't it?
You put on your vest. bulletproof to come see me.
I would have preferred a corset, Venetian.
See?
If I'm not done to get the point.
What are you here for, Tokio?
To ask you...
please...
that you call the profesor...
and tell him what you've done,
that you've had executed to a hostage.
Bad boy.
Because you know what happens?
That the profesor is my guardian Ángel,
and if you don't tell him, I'm gonna have to do it myself.
You?
Uh-huh. Ah. And you'll look like an accuser.
A snitch, a filthy rat.
I am a gentleman, is something I couldn't allow.
Yes. I have breached the first rule.
I killed a hostage.
Well, not me, but Denver, but that's the least of it.
Let's just say he's done it in compliance strictly my orders.
I preferred to tell you myself. personally.
It was the only red line.
You fucked it all up.
I understand your shock. You fucked it all up.
That woman had a phone between the legs.
Maybe he wanted to use it to call his cousin Chelito...
and tell that she was fucking the director,
but I actually think she wanted to call the police.
There won't be any more phones. You can be sure of that.
Who was she?
Mónica Gaztambide.
Are you going to punish me?
You should.
I know you're an idealist,
you think they're gonna give us the tickets by asking for them please,
that you want to be a good guy while you give us weapons and explosives
to blow up this building, but that's enough of games.
You're gonna have to punish me,
because if you don't have the guts, this isn't gonna work out.
I've told you many times. for years...
it's not me who has a problem, it's you.
You're gonna have to punish me because then I'll know you're a captain,
that can hold the rudder steady,
that you're someone who can be trusted.
Looks like you don't want to talk about it now.
At the moment no one knows outside about this death,
so the plan goes ahead.
They'll ask for proof of life in less than 48 hours.
Yes. - Inspector, this is Suárez.
We found something in the security footage.
It's important. - I'm coming.
Here. - Thank you, Ángel.
We've checked the hard drives from the cameras of...
- Listen, listen, Raquel,
I wanted to apologize. for last night.
I hadn't slept in 48 hours, I'd had a few too many wines.
I don't want you to think... - Ángel, don't worry.
It's okay, okay?
Look, Suárez has found a breakthrough for the case.
It's the recording of the day that Aníbal Cortés and Oliveira
visited the museum.
Look at the elements that deposit in the inbox.
Get as close as you can.
There, stop it. Enlarge.
It's a car key.
From a Seat, old, with original key ring.
- Presumably between 89 and 96.
- We have the day and the hour they entered,
and the model of car when they did it.
Let's comb the area. Security cameras,
car parks, shops, banks,
regulated parking tickets, everything.
- Discard.
The other file, upload.
You have to find that car anyway.
- Go on through. Good.
We got him.
- It's a '92 Ibiza.
- That's perfect.
Those keys and that car they're going to take us where it all started.
Shut up. Here are the car keys.
Nairobi and Río, change your clothes. to go to the museum.
Me? Really?
You. To the city?
Ah! No, but don't send me with the child, send me with a big guy,
with Helsinki. Why don't you send me with Helsinki?
- Helsinki likes more hair on his chest.
- Huh?
Weren't you and I going?
Check the security cameras against the sketch of my previous visit.
We need to confirm the location, angles and targets.
Come on, change your clothes.
Helsinki, trout.
Oh, my God! But you like men.
War, prison...
- Oh, yeah, yeah. Not the women. - Mmm...
No, you don't.
Wasn't I going with Río? No, I changed my mind.
Yeah? What happened?
I've changed my mind and that's it.
What has happened? Don't you trust me or what?
Did I do something? What the hell did I do?
So...
Yes, he, he.
I didn't do anything, did I?
It's not that.
No, no, no, no. Did something happend?
My mother?
Cardiac arrest, I'm sorry.
When? Yesterday.
I've decided that you don't go out to the museum
to avoid the temptation to say goodbye.
I'll stay with her. Let another go.
I don't need to say goodbye.
I already did.
The last time I talked to her. I wanted to turn myself in to the police,
so that woman was no longer my mother.
Profesor.
You tell me what to do with Berlín.
Did I throw him to the dogs or do I shoot him?
You're the boss. We'll talk later. Put me through to Helsinki.
won't it be the police?
Come on, here.
Helsinki. Yes?
The picture you brought me of the scrap bucket
is from the Ibiza, isn't it?
I'm saying this because I'm looking at it in detail and...
I get the impression that the colour of the paint
is not exactly the same.
I leave car in scrapyard.
Helsinki, the photo you brought me is from the Ibiza?
No. Another car, but they said:
"It will look like this. I gave you 1000 euros,
1000 euros for you to pay them...
and scrap your car in front of you.
What did you do, did you keep with 1000 dirty euros
when we're going to strike a blow of 2 billion?
Two billion, money flying...
and 1000 euros, money in hand.
Me locked up without working five months in Toledo...
and family...
I send all money to my family.
If for you 1000 euros... not important,
very important to me.
Important, Helsinki. That car is a loose end...
and from there they can get another one, and another, and another.
We in here leave a lot of loose ends,
you out there just one.
It's all right.
Tell me, at least, if not scrap the car in front of you,
if you cleared the fingerprints.
Yes. Yes.
Helsinki, what are footprints? Fingerprints? Yes, Profesor, yes. fingerprints.
What does "fingerprints" mean? Mmm.... No... I don't know.
Did you clean the steering wheel with ammonia, the gearshift lever,
the windows, the whole damn car?
Yes.
No. I didn't do this.
Get me the kidnapper.
- Sleeping is good for you. This morning he took a run.
- To thieves they are caught running,
and we're too passive.
Where's my pencil?
Let's squeeze the pins.
Good morning, Profesor.
How is Mr. Román after the operation?
All right.
Resting and the best of all, without fever.
I thought I'd forgotten.
On the contrary,
in point of fact I keep thinking of you.
Wow, that sounds like fantasy.
We should keep investigating that way.
If you're going to ask me what I had for breakfast,
if I've had a morning orgasm
or if I like preliminaries, I'll tell you that's not what this is about,
but yes, it is a fantasy, a fantasy about handcuffs.
I put them on... and put him in the van.
Well, it's a fantasy, after all.
Sure, and then if you want to tell me yours in a vis a vis.
Listen to me carefully: I'm going to give you some bad news.
First of all, the ship you asked for, the Malaika,
is docked awaiting trial,
whereby is still their owner's.
That's no excuse, Inspector. The police can ask the judge
the authorization to use that ship in repression or persecution
of crimes, as long as the judgment has not been delivered,
so you can ask permission to use it,
especially in a matter on such a large scale.
Don't tell me you haven't.
I see you also know about laws.
Well, just amateur.
I like read court judgments.
You'd be surprised how passionate that they can become.
All right, I'll keep that in mind. now that I'm going to have time.
I'm going to be relieved of the case.
We're on a dead end.
Too many hours have passed... and, as you will understand,
my superiors have a limit.
If you really want to negotiate with me, release eight hostages.
Eight hostages, and I want them to be minors.
Why should I?
Because now it's your turn to have a gesture with me.
If you want credit, release those hostages.
If not, they'll put another inspector in charge,
someone with other ideas and other objectives.
I give you an hour to think about it, not one more minute.
That guy doesn't want the Malaika. for nothing.
- Why do you say that?
Why ask for one that it will take five days to get
could have any one of them? - To see who has it longer?
Look, inspector, I don't know. give them that boat and get them out of there.
- They're thinking of going out somewhere else.
Ángel. - Tell me.
- Call those in the Underground, to comb the sewers
within a radius of 500 meters.
Ancient tunnels, drainage... Any hollow.
- Okay. - Let's get to work!
Ah! Ah!
Ah...
Hey! You!
Hey! I finally found you!
I was trying to...
Ah!
Ah! Ah!
Put me down!
Please put me down! Please!
No! No! Please!
Put me down! Please!
I'm in the trunk!
Oh! Save.
Salva? Yes, tell me.
Salva, I am Raquel. Nothing, I'm here at the Hanoi...
ingesting sth. y... well, that... as I don't see you here
and it's almost a custom to find us here, then...
I thought that maybe... he wanted to take a cup of coffee
or make a "break"... Well, then...
I would love to, but is that... just got me out of Madrid...
Salva, are you all right? No, forgive me, it is that...
how I'm distracted, a truck almost rolled me up!
Well, forgive me, I won't keep you any longer.
Nothing, I'll see you around.
And if you come back soon and feel like eat something today...
Forgive me, Salva, who...
The thing is, yesterday I told my mother about you and...
Like the woman is a hippie crazy of life, then...
nothing, that goes and told me, in point-blank,
that maybe I should put a little colour to my life
and get to know each other better, peck each other... Don't get me wrong, huh?
Peck... She was referring to... to have a social life,
That's why I told him about eating today. Okay.
What...? Oh, is that so? Oh, that's great!
Dinner, better? Perfect!
Of course I do. Well, that's fine.
Well, I'll see you. Bye, bye!
Bye, see you later!
Please!
You don't smoke?
Good, good.
It won't be me. who damages your health.
You're all right here, aren't you?
All together.
Without perceiving the horror,
the shots,
blood, interventions...
I have to come more often.
It's all complicated out there.
Tonight...
I called a friend.
I've told him how difficult it is
maintain order and harmony in here,
and I have... said I've had to kill,
that I have ordered killed...
a woman.
If you don't put corpses on top of the table, you're not respected out there.
And you see, I...
I have been able to feel... the emotion of my friend,
his awe,
your breathing...
agitating...
and your pain.
He...
He wasn't here, nor did I know that woman,
Mónica Gaztambide,
and for a moment...
For a moment I thought that it would be very nice to feel...
how my friend feels.
To feel that... kind of emotion, that pain,
that guilt, but not...
It doesn't move me.
Horrible, isn't it?
I'm bothering you with my nonsense, you have to forgive me.
Silvia.
Silvia.
You're having a seizure. of anxiety, right?
- She's just a little nervous,
but it'll pass right away.
Of course.
Of course she'll get over it.
Come with me.
Silvia, give me your hand.
That's it.
No... No...
"Spasiba". I got in because my car is here
and I forgot something very important in the trunk, very important.
"Ochen' vazhno".
You jump fence. Now, tell police.
I count five and let go of dog.
Do you understand?
What are you doing? I'm mounting the cells
for placing explosives in the entry lanes.
Did Berlín ask it for you?
The Profesor, as a deterrent,
to be seen in the tent.
What's that?
This one, which I had here a sherry and I'm giving it a way out.
Fuck!
Boss,
the post of Director-General suits you... very well.
Sit down, please, Miss Tokio.
I saw that you were late. I'm going to have to account for that.
I'm so sorry, Mr. Director.
Ah... Yes...
If I show you a breast, You won't fire me?
A tempting offer, no doubt,
but you have to offer me something else.
Ah...
I know how you feel.
Río... I am here,
stuck in this hole,
and I'm starting to think on how I got here...
and I don't remember.
I remember one day...
they asked me to check. a security system
and it turned out to be a mansion. in Geneva,
where not even the carpets remained.
I wasn't even there...
But, fuck it, hack security systems
is so much more fun than being the computer scientist of a company.
So I didn't even think about it. For me it was a game...
and now I don't have any parents.
I don't have a mother either.
But it's a little different, isn't it?
My parents are still alive.
I could have been a legal uncle.
He was good at what he did, could make money.
I could have had a normal life,
to meet a normal girl,
have normal friends...
I wasn't like you.
I just don't know what to tell you.
I think I need your door.
Which door? The door you told me about the day
that we came to visit the museum,
the day we found out that your mother died.
Cameras 12 and 13 have changed targets.
Now you have a wider viewing angle.
Camera 14 is still the same.
He's focusing for the lobby.
We can go now.
And what are we going to leave for?
For a day we can do a little tourism...
Kissing in bars,
in the street... In the street?
Don't fuck around. Let's see if someone will catch you.
No, not on the street.
Follow me.
I feel like I killed her...
So pretty that it was...
I've killed her with grief, of absence, of displeasure,
of my fucking life, fuck...
She just wanted to protect me.
He loved me. Ugh...
He loved me madly.
And if I wanted to turn myself in to the police, was...
so I don't look dead in the news.
When I was little,
I knew that by his side nothing would happen to me.
The bad thing was when he wasn't there.
And your father?
Father, there is none.
My mother worked in a suitcase factory.
And when we didn't get there. at the end of the month,
he took a night shift.
And since I didn't have with whom to leave me,
for I was left alone.
I was scared...
How old were you?
Eight, nine.
A little younger than you now.
The case... is that my mother invented a trick.
He painted a door...
on the wall of my room...
It was a magic door,
and if I was afraid,
I could open it and she'd be on the other side.
And when he left, did you open it?
He told me I could only open it once.
Only once,
in life,
when he needed it,
but once.
So when I was afraid...
I always thought:
"You can still hold on a little bit more."
"A little more."
I thought the next day I could be more afraid...
and feel more alone,
and need the door.
I would have opened it the first day.
I never opened it.
You're the person stronger than I know,
the most incredible...
y...
So what?
So what? Y...
Holy shit!
You, the parking lot.
A fine?
- Yes, of regulated parking, of a '92 Ibiza.
Two streets from here. Look at the date and time.
It coincides with the day when the robbers visited the museum.
Good work, Ángel.
Put the license plate in. in the database.
It'll be the most expensive fine of history.
It'll cost you a lot of millions of euros.
Get me the robber.
Inspector. Profesor,
I need an answer. I want those eight hostages, the minors.
Write down the names of those who are going to come out.
Pablo Holgado, Silvia Moreno,
Abraham Salmerón,
Ignasi Castell, Magdalena Ribot,
Rocío Huertas, Jessica Sánchez
and Alicia Villanueva. What about Allison Parker?
She's one of the Brighton girls.
I want you to put her on the list.
Well, I see you've noticed, inspector.
You know as well as I do that Allison is a queen of hearts
in this house of cards. I can't.
It is an indispensable condition.
I'll propose something to you:
Allison. in exchange for the lives of those eight.
I beg your pardon?
I will give you Allison Parker...
and no one else.
We both know how important it is to both of us,
so if you want me to go out, will go out alone.
I have to consult him. You have one minute.
Call him and say yes, that Parker comes out.
- I don't intend to make that decision. It is immoral to choose one's life,
being able to save the eight.
As much as you and your ethics think otherwise,
this is a matter of state...
and the first thing is going to be to remove the ambassador's daughter.
I'll take responsibility.
Get me the robber again.
Well?
Allison Parker.
Are you sure?
Would you rather save Allison's life Parker to the eight-student?
Yeah, I'm sure. Wow.
Now I have to think about it, I didn't expect this answer from you.
Give me an hour to think about it.
All right. I look forward to your call.
If I don't call her,
you will also know what decision I've made.
What did he mean by that? - I don't know, but look:
Ibiza has been out of business for 10 years. No insurance, no owners.
He's out of circulation.
Attention everyone. Come, please. Come closer.
What would you do if you had to do disappear a car?
- Burn it. - Good.
Look for crowds of burned cars, and Guardia Civil. More.
- Sink it.
- See if there's news of a car. appeared in swamps, Ríos...
What else? - Dismantle it, sell it by the piece.
- Bury him. - I beg your pardon?
- A ditch is made and the car is buried.
Eh... I saw it in a movie and it worked.
Anything else?
What's the legal way
to make a car disappear and erase all his fingerprints?
Make a junk bucket out of it. in a junkyard.
Priority: search in scrapyards, car cemeteries, and so on.
- Raquel, it's Sunday, will be closed.
- I don't care. You take out the owner of your home if necessary.
Quickly!
Don't worry.
Nothing's gonna happen to you.
Here you will be more protected, more isolated,
without knowing about things. that afflict your soul.
- I feel better now. Can I go with the others?
- Can't you hear me? You'd better stay here.
I'm gonna have to tie you up,
because you'll be alone, but you'll be better.
Let's see, don't let him hurt you. That's it.
Let's sit down. You don't want to stand here?
Look how you've gotten... Where have you been?
Let me go with the others, please. - Take it easy!
Don't you get it?
The ones who are afraid now...
...it's them.
Girls, he's coming back. He's coming back.
I'm sure they'll bring her in now.
It's a girl, they won't do anything to her.
And now, rest.
What are we going to do with so much pasta? I've got it all figured out:
I'm gonna get a Maserati. colour blue clear sky.
It's this red car. - How long has it been here?
I don't know.
I don't know well, Boss is on holiday and...
- Oh, yeah?
Well, your boss said that you control the entrance of all vehicles.
How long?
About 20 days.
Who brought it? - Foreigner.
Eastern, not Russian.
Go get the gloves. and call the scientist.
Tell them we have the car.
I understand that whoever left you the car showed him his documentation.
I'd give you an invoice for the purchase.
Ah!
Ticket. - "Da, da". It can.
What do you mean, "can"? - Ángel,
go to the office and look to see If you find something, go.
- Yes. Pull.
Ah... Ah...
Ah...! Ah!!
"...no statement with regarding this filtration,
a conversation where the inspector Raquel Murillo
negotiate with one of the kidnappers, supposedly..."
Inspector.
Hey!
Hey!
Let's see who that is. and what it's doing here.
"The inspector had taken the left to a checkmate almost certainly.
But even at that moment of despair,
the profesor had kept to himself an extra ball
that was starting to sound on all radios."
"The Opposition Spokesman has described as regrettable
that come first diplomatic relations
to life of eight Spanish teenagers.
We remind you the content of the recording."
Yes. Tokio, listen to me.
"He had ordered me to filter the conversation with the inspector.
A conversation that left in a very bad place to the Spanish Government
and herself."
"Well? Allison Parker.
Are you sure?
Do you prefer Allison Parker's life instead of eight students?
Yes, I'm sure."
"Perhaps because Berlín I had called him soft.
and had decided to give a blow on the table
and punish as many as went against him."
"The decision to liberate to Allison Parker,
daughter of the ambassador, in front of eight young Spaniards,
it's been a decision controversial..."
"Or simply that filtration
he'd introduce us again. like heroes
in the eyes of the public,
but Raquel was a bloodhound..."
"...the daughter of the British ambassador..."
"...and had caught a trail,
and I wasn't going to let it go, because that trail
was the brain of the operation." Stop!
"The Profesor himself."
- Nothing.
What are you doing here? I wasn't stealing.
I...
What the fuck does it smell like in here? - Ammonia.
He wasn't stealing.
"The profesor had become in a human plunder to flee,
but a plus was missing interpreting
to get out of checkmate, and then he did."
Get out.
It was him.
It was him!
There is a mole among us.
They've managed to isolate a footprint on the Ibiza button.
Capricious, superficial, selfish. You only know how to do harm.
Man take care man.
You may be the best of the Nazis,
but you're still one of them.
Chief!
What the fuck did he say to you?
Ah!
Ah! No!
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