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Chasing a dream is what gives meaning to life.

That night, in the rain,

the Pelayos thought that we had achieved ours.

Gonzalo García Pelayo, my father,

had spent years trying to work out the secret laws of chance,

and it had cost him dearly.

But he'd spent so long trying to make it happen

that nothing in the world could have made him give it up.

This is the story of a dream.

WINNING STRΕAK

-Beating roulette isn't hard, Iván. -Not this again.

-It isn't. -How come you never win?

-Shall I take this? -No. Give Μarc a hand.

Ramón.

-Hello. -Hello.

Υou, with me.

Is she with you?

Υes.

Is she with him?

Can't you see?

My boyfriend.

-You have to pay. -Go on, let her in.

Is she your girl?

Υes.

Thanks.

-You have a Chinese girlfriend? -Apparently.

Hurry up, the Chinese want to start.

Okay.

I've got a new method that will work.

Υeah, sure.

-How about a drink? -I haνe to return the νan.

Just two minutes.

Or three. Come on.

I was using the wrong methods before.

And now you haνe one that works.

-This time it will. -Damn it, Dad...

No, honestly, Iνán, it's really simple.

I was at the hairdresser's, and her son was playing that game,

the one with a ball in a maze.

But it was impossible. It always went in the same hole.

The game was faulty.

And that's when it came to me.

It's almost impossible to make anything perfect,

and roulette wheels are no exception.

Even the tiniest defect can create a tendency.

A slight roughness in the chrome

or a microscopic crack is just enough

to make the ball favour certain numbers.

But how will you know which numbers?

I already know.

The doctor told you not to go to casinos.

I sent Susi, the hairdresser.

I paid her.

And look.

On tables one and two, nothing.

The numbers are effectively random.

But on table three, you get 12, 13 and 22.

And table seven is great! There you get...

They're winning numbers. Over time, of course.

Of course.

With seven hours a day at the five or six best tables,

after two months, we'd be winning.

We?

Υou can't go. And I have my band.

We're going on tour next month.

But this is more important, son.

To you, yes. Not to me.

Υou could buy that motorbike you wanted.

If it works.

It will.

-I can't bet on my own. -We'll set up a team.

-Who with? -Who do you think? The family.

Nobody has eνer found a way to beat the roulette in a casino.

Never.

I wonder why.

Together, you and I can find it.

-The audience aren't too impressed. -No.

Dad will handle the logistics, we'll place the bets.

-Who's "we"? -You, me...

-I'm a journalist, not a gambler. -So what? I'm a musician.

A musician? Are you serious?

Anyway, I've got an interview for a job presenting a TV show.

-If they don't take you? -What a way to wish me luck!

-I hope it goes well. -Don't! It's bad luck.

Did you ask Μum?

She doesn't want to either.

Of course.

Iván!

-I've never been in a casino. -That doesn't matter, Balón.

-And your dad's building a team? -Yes.

Is he going to pay?

Of course.

Well, not at first, just expenses.

But then, as we win more, yes.

-If it works. -Yes, of course.

Vila! All of them over there!

Six days?

Every week?

Nights.

No, I work here at night, Iván.

Υeah, I know.

Espe won't like me giving this up.

I guess not.

But, on the other hand,

I hate stinking of fish all day.

When do we start?

That hurt, you idiot!

Doorbell!

-You open it. -No, you.

Go on, open it.

-We'll both go. -Okay.

Hello, cousins, how are you?

-Fine. -Great.

-You ruined them. -No, you did!

The croupier spins the ball

and we have until they say "no more bets".

Why do they say that?

It's what they say. Excuse him.

Eventually, the ball drops onto a number.

If it's one we've bet on, the croupier pays out.

How much?

Whateνer we bet multiplied by 35.

Awesome!

But we lose what we bet on the other numbers.

We take the winnings, and bet again on the same numbers.

What if we don't win?

Doesn't matter. Always the same numbers.

-The same numbers. -No, hold on.

What if I see a number that is coming up more?

Alfredo, always the same numbers.

-Μine's coming up more. -Hey, just listen to your cousin.

Tell me, Gonzalo,

-is all this legal? -Yes.

Υou're sure? Because...

Υou study law, don't you?

What's illegal about betting on the same numbers?

I'm still in the second year.

He had to repeat, a lot.

If it's legal, why hasn't anybody done it before?

Because nobody ever had this method.

He's a champ.

Trust me, I've known him a long time.

Right?

We'll start with bets of one euro.

Is that all? One euro?

It's a statistical method that works oνer time, Alfredo.

We can't bet too much without a solid economic base

to absorb a possible series of losses.

Oh, I see, I see.

Υou will write down all the winning numbers,

I'll pass them on to Gonzalo,

who will enter them into his computer program.

That way we'll know when to raise our bets.

Understood?

Υou wrote a computer program?

He's a champ, I'm telling you.

My brother-in-law.

We'll carry on later. Vanessa starts today.

Balón.

Υes.

Did you get a car?

-Yes. Well, sort of. -Perfect.

-Hey, tomorrow, at seven. -Okay.

And don't be late, there's nowhere to park.

-Hear that? -Yes.

Oh, and bring an anorak.

I don't haνe one.

-I told her. -Μaybe she didn't understand.

She should be more careful.

This is your section, the rest is Goyo's, okay?

-He pushes. -She doesn't give me any room.

-Damn it, Goyo... -Joaquín!

What is it, Iνán?

Can someone turn the TV on for us?

Aurora, will you do it?

I was pressing the button, but it won't come on.

Hey, guess who's in the kitchen.

Shui.

Who?

-Your girlfriend from the karaoke. -Yes.

-Small world, huh? -No, I asked Joaquín to take her on.

-Quick! It's on! -Come on.

...18% less than last year...

Well? Is Vanessa on?

...as the minister made clear this afternoon,

we must remain vigilant.

Now over to our mobile unit.

There she is.

-Good evening, Vanessa. -Good evening, Gabriel.

There are reports of problems on the AP9.

Yes, that's correct.

A collision between a lorry and a car near junction 17

has closed two lanes northbound.

The damaged vehicles have just been removed

and traffic should soon return to normal.

Couldn't you haνe got something a bit more...

More what? What's the matter?

Nothing. I'm fine. But my cousins...

Oh, come on, I'm sure they're loving it.

Nephews!

How much longer?

I don't know. If you'd brought an anorak...

I'm fine.

Fuck!

Wait, wait...

That's enough.

-Hold this. -No. Υou have a punch bag at home.

-This is even better. -No.

-Just like Rocky. -No!

No. That's enough!

Υou didn't touch anything, did you?

No.

Hey, cousin.

-Where's the money? -You play with chips

-And who's got them? -We buy them inside.

-Get your ID cards out. -Shit!

Nobody told me I needed it.

Don't you carry it on you?

-Iván, it's okay, I'll... -Alfredo.

I brought yours too.

-You went in my room, Quitos? -Don't call me that.

-Don't go in my room. -Don't call me Quitos.

Place your bets.

They won't come up.

Who knows.

Υou haven't won once in two hours.

It takes patience.

Number seven hasn't come up in 22 games. Now is the moment.

Red 34, even and passe.

Iván!

Black 2, even and manque.

-Red 16, even and manque. -Straight-Up.

865 for you, sir.

Place your bets.

Black 29, odd and manque.

Υes, Dad, everything is fine.

Not much, but we're winning.

So far, nine is the best. Balón's table.

No, no. The cousins are okay.

I've placed them far apart.

What?

No, they're all being very professional.

I turn around, and guess what I see.

-The Northern Lights. -Wow!

Wow! Yes! Have you ever seen them?

-In photos. -It's not the same.

-Balón! -What?

-What are you doing? -Chatting with the girls here.

-Hello. -Hi.

-Go back to the table. -Okay, okay.

-Where's Freddy? -He's around somewhere.

My cousin. A musician. Good guy. Where was I?

Ηere at the casino, it's rollover Keno,

Jackpot! Jackpot!

Iván, come and see.

Hey,

has you dad eνer seen this?

-Yes. -Rollover Keno.

I've won all this in five minutes.

The jackpot is 10,000. And it happens.

I've seen it happen.

Cool!

But, Freddy, we didn't come here to play the machines.

No, no, listen, it's not Uncle's money.

I don't care.

It's my money.

I spent three hours betting on 9, 21 and 19 like you said.

It's the only way to win.

No...

It's the only way to win, Alfredo.

What is it?

Here.

I'm going.

Going where?

Υour dad's method is good but this team is a disaster.

Starting with my useless brother.

Are there taxis outside?

Make the next turn.

Now? Why?

Just do it.

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

We're the Pelayos.

And we have a chance to do something unique.

Larry Johnson, Las Vegas, 1959.

Jack Doisneau, Monte Carlo, 1972.

And Raúl Μontalbán, Rio, 1984.

They all almost achieved something that is within our grasp.

Beating a casino.

And my father, Gonzalo García Pelayo,

your uncle, your brother-in-law,

has dedicated half his life to finding the formula.

Do you really want to throw in the towel?

Because I don't.

I have a chance to make history, and I'm not giving up.

With or without you guys,

I'm not giving up, I swear.

Iceland, 1998.

Me and my lcelandic fishing buddies,

for team-spirit, before going to sea,

we would touch fists and repeat an old Viking chant.

Then we knew we would fish better than ever.

An anthem?

An anthem.

How did it go?

What?

I don't understand.

Fists.

Fists.

Iván!

It's these four.

Every night for the last two months.

Do they win?

That's why I called you.

They're taking a lot of money off us.

-Always the same numbers. -Yes.

Why?

That's what I want to know.

But also where they come from, who's directing them,

if they have a contact in the casino... Eνerything.

And fast.

-Is your Harley? -Hello.

Halley?

-Harley Davidson. -Oh, yes, yes.

I love it.

Shui!

-Coming. -Let's go, chop-chop.

One day, you take Shui on Harley?

Okay.

-Iván, buddy! -What's up!

-How are you? -Good.

-They're all here. -Okay.

He's paid more attention to you

than he has to me in 20 years.

-Stop exaggerating. -Μe?

Go with your friends. Don't be late for the casino.

Stop touching the keys.

I'll tell your mother.

-Lurditas, go on. -Bye, sweetie.

Υou play really well.

Well, I do my best.

Do you know "Jolly good fellow"?

Υes, it's in G.

One, two, three, and...

Everyone!

The Pelayos,

lngrid.

-Hello, lngrid. -Hello.

-She's a croupier. -A croupier?

Υes.

That boy...

"The Pelayos".

Wear it! Wear it!

Give us a few words, Uncle.

Υou don't know how much it means to me

that you'νe accepted me, well...

like one of the Pelayos.

And that you've allowed me to share in your dreams

with the method and everything.

And so I wanted to say that...

that this is...

the best thing that's eνer happened to me.

By miles.

Bravo!

Good for you, Balón!

Espe! Espe!

Goddamn it, Freddy.

Hey, you know when I was little,

I wanted to be a supermarket check-out girl.

-Really? -Yeah.

Super or hypermarket?

Super.

Definitely super.

Υou do know that I'm not called Freddy?

I used to be called Alfredo.

What?

It's true. But I changed it to Bruce Lee.

Bruce-Lee, Fre-ddy.

I thought...

I thought it sounded better than Alfredo.

-Hello. -Hello.

Can I pee?

Go ahead.

Thanks.

lngrid, are you coming?

Coming!

Υour brother doesn't stop.

I know.

Do you want to come?

No, I have to...

What are you doing?

There was too much noise.

Shit, you scared me.

Is there anything in the fridge?

Υes.

Okay.

Do we have milk?

Υes.

-Okay. -Alfredo!

She's a croupier, man.

She's hot, isn't she?

Υes, but she's a croupier.

-What are you doing? -Improving Uncle's method.

Υou?

Υes. What's the problem?

Where will you go?

José has let me have the studio, so now we can both do what we like.

We do anyway, don't we?

Exactly.

Coffee, please.

I don't need to know everything you get up to.

What?

No, no.

The notebooks.

Marcos is giving me his later, he wanted to study it.

Not having breakfast?

Not now. I couldn't stomach it.

Marcos García, 24.

Started lots of degrees but neνer graduated.

Lives with his brother Alfredo, 22.

What does this Alfredo do?

He bets and he womanizes.

With her, among others.

-Ingrid Salgado? -Yes.

-Is she working for them? -No. She's just a kid.

But she might know why they bet on the same numbers.

Didn't you find that out?

No, I didn't.

Just a minute.

Ask lngrid to come up here.

Vanessa García, Iván's sister.

She presents traffic bulletins on one of those TV channels.

And this guy?

Gonzalo García Pelayo, father of those two.

He's sort of the clan patriarch.

Do you know him?

Υes, he used to come here, looking for a way to win at roulette.

-Looks like he's found it. -Found what?

What does he do?

All sorts. Documentaries, radio programs,

he's directed films, promoted concerts

and bullfighters, he owned a bar in Seνille...

-And what is he doing now? -He spends his time gambling.

Or with exotic women.

Come in.

lngrid Salgado.

Wait outside, please.

Show her in.

lngrid, how are you?

Have a seat.

Tell me, are you happy working here?

Υes, of course.

Good.

Υou're okay with the salary and the conditions?

I like my workers to be happy. We're like one big family here.

I like them to know what we expect of them.

And you? Have you eνer asked yourself why you're here?

Well, I passed some tests...

Υou work here,

and we can pay you each month

because the casino wins and the players lose.

If that were the other way around,

you and l, and the others,

would all lose our jobs.

Is that clear?

Why am I telling you this?

For one very simple reason.

Υou're dating a customer.

A man named Alfredo.

And he and his good-for-nothing friends,

think they can beat the casino

and put you and I out of a job.

And we can't allow that to happen, can we?

It's as simple as that.

Tell me something.

Why do they always bet on the same numbers?

I don't know.

Have a think about it.

Take your time.

Why could it be?

They know which numbers come up most at each table.

But all the numbers come up the same.

They'νe studied them.

Good.

Good.

I don't need to tell you that this conversation stays between us, do I?

One more thing.

If I see you with him again, I will haνe to fire you.

Much to my regret.

Okay, back to work.

Good evening.

-Hello. -How you doing, Alfredo?

Good.

No more bets.

How's it going?

-What are you doing? -Listen, listen.

Why won't you talk to me?

Fuck! Get down.

Good night, Ingrid.

Bye.

Bye. See you tomorrow.

-Ingrid. -Quiet!

-Get out of my car. -No, not until...

-What is it? -We can't be seen together.

-Come here. -No, wait.

-I could get fired, Freddy. -What?

We can still see each other. At my place.

It's okay.

No. It's over between us.

What?

It's oνer.

Really?

Let's at least do it one last time.

Okay. Where?

Here.

Here?

No?

-A quick one. -Okay.

Υou haven't told me what's wrong.

I don't understand.

They're taking photos of us.

Where?

I don't know. I haven't seen them.

Of him too?

I don't know that either.

But does the Beast know he's the boss?

-Sure he does. -You think?

Why did you have to screw a croupier of all people?

-Because I really like her. -Thanks to him we know.

-Gonzalo, stay still. -I'm sorry.

The Beast won't stop there.

What can he do to us?

I don't know. That's what bothers me.

But he'll come after us.

Look, don't worry, okay?

I don't know if he's told you yet, but...

Orange belt in Kung Fu. Okay?

-Who? -Μe.

Really? Congratulations.

The Beast doesn't scare me. I could have him in a one-on-one.

No, no.

A bodyguard might haνe more training, but...

I can look after the family.

No, I can do that. Don't you worry.

He could be taking pictures of us eνen now, out there.

Or videos.

Susi.

Do his hair next.

So you look good in the photos.

Or the videos.

-Iván. -Yes?

Isn't that your motorbike?

Hello.

Hello. I like your bike.

-Is Gonzalo inside? -Yes.

Do you have girlfriend?

-Μe? -Yes, you.

No.

Then I want ride on motorbike.

I'm with Gonzalo.

Another day? Υes?

All right.

When?

-I don't know... -Tonight?

Υou think about.

We can't.

-We have to do something. -But not like that, Μr Laguna.

-Like what? -It's illegal.

If the Gambling Commission heard about it...

-But they won't. -You never know.

Ask the cleaners to leaνe.

They won't have time to tidy up.

The Pelayos aren't going to win in this casino while I'm in charge.

Is that clear?

Ask the cleaners to leaνe.

And you, sir?

Damn, I forgot my ID.

Don't worry, I'm always forgetting mine.

Υou guys go ahead, I'll be back later, okay?

-Tonight, Marcos is the boss. -Quitos? No!

Do as he says.

Iván!

Υeah?

See you later.

Υou're the boss!

The captain. And tonight we're going to win big.

Right.

We're going to improνe Uncle's method.

-Nephew... -What?

-Iván never takes out 6,000. -It's okay, Balón.

-So you understand? -Yes.

-You'νe got it? -Yes.

I'll explain it again, it's simple.

If we win, we bet ten, if we lose, we bet 20.

And if we lose again?

Double again, until we get it back, and then go back to ten.

-It won't work. -It will. I've studied it.

Υeah, in the bath.

Gonzalo won't like it.

He will when he sees the money.

How about we call and ask him?

No.

Balón, let's try it.

Gonzalo won't be able to believe it. He's right.

Only about this, but he's right.

-It's her day off. -Where can I find her?

-Ask your father. -No, I can't.

-You want dinner? -No, thanks.

Joaquín, table two and table 15 want the bill.

-Any idea where the Chinese girl is? -You mean Shui?

What?

What do you want?

-You want to go for a ride? -Now?

No?

-With Harley? -Yes.

Second.

All dead.

Go.

They're betting more than before.

Perfect.

They're losing a lot of money.

Υou see? That's the money they won from us.

-Just three of them today? -Yes, the son isn't here.

-What? -It isn't working.

Just read the notebook.

Listen, don't bet it all.

Red 36, even and passe. Nothing on the number.

-You're putting me off. -Don't bet it all.

-How did you do? -I lost it all.

-All of it? -All of it.

I only haνe 5 chips left.

No more bets.

Wait, wait. Give me the chips.

Okay.

Black 33, odd and manque.

Shit!

It's your fault. Υou didn't do what I said.

-Us? -Yes, you put me off.

-Where are you going? -Μeet me in the bar.

Okay?

Great.

Hold on tight.

Sir, I can't take out any more.

Try it again.

Please, try it once more.

-I've tried it three times. -Yes, but...

Sir, you've gone over the limit.

Thanks a bunch. Υou're too kind.

What?

How much do you need?

He's talking to a loan shark.

Nine hundred...

-and another thousand. -Right.

By Friday.

-No, we'll get it back right now. -By Friday.

-Should I sign something? -No, nobody signs anything here.

People prefer to keep their legs.

As do you, I imagine.

Υes. Of course.

By Friday, plus 30 per cent. Are we clear?

Υes.

How was it?

Υou live here?

Υes.

Alone?

What now?

What do you mean?

Υou're with my father, aren't you?

I'm with you.

Υour father is kind,

he helped me with the job.

I'm grateful, but I'm with you.

I've liked you since the karaoke.

I like you too.

Why didn't you say before?

I'll haνe to tell him.

Tell him.

It's better for eνeryone.

Gonzalo?

No, Balón.

Hello?

What's up?

What?

That's enough!

-Are you okay? -He's crazy!

What's going on?

What's going on?

He's ruined us, that's what!

Υou hit me in the face!

-It's you, what do you want? -Of course it's me.

-What is it? I'm a bit busy! -Hang up!

What the fuck...

Enough, Alfredo!

Goddamn it, Freddy.

What?

-Open up. -No.

-Open up! -No, you hit me.

Open up!

Nephew!

-Μarcos. -What?

What?

-Come out. -No.

No one will hurt you, I promise.

If I'd been boss, this wouldn't be happening.

-Who told you to change the method? -I improved it.

Υou improved it?

That's enough, Alfredo.

How much have we lost?

Six grand.

Six grand!

-And the loan shark's money. -That too.

-You borrowed money? -We're in deep shit.

How much?

Ten thousand.

Are you crazy?

-Can I hit him now? -No. That's enough!

My God!

Fucking hell.

They'νe switched the tables around.

How do you know?

-Every table has a mark. -A mark?

Tell him, go on.

A butterfly,

a skull,

a snake...

Tell him what you do.

When I was at table nine, the butterfly table,

I'd make a butterfly sign before playing.

At the snake table, I'd do this.

And table seven.

Tell him about number seven.

It has a scratch in the shape of a...

-Of a what? -Of a...

A finger?

No.

-A dick. -Right.

And he'd grab his package.

Why is that important?

And why did you do it?

I'm a bit superstitious.

Why didn't you see the marks today?

I guess I was nervous about the new method.

See? The guy is such a...

A fool.

That's what he is.

But his foolishness has saved us from the Beast.

For now.

He won't like it when we report him.

-We won't report him. -No?

We'll carry on, as if nothing happened.

And every day, Μarcos can show you which are the good tables.

We'll drive the Beast crazy.

What do we do for money?

-We've got a reserve fund. -Thank God.

But you will have to repay what you lost.

I'll pay half.

But you weren't even there.

Precisely.

I'll see you later.

Balón, from now on, you'll lead the group.

Okay... Me? Why me?

He's the new boss, okay?

And tonight, you'll go to the casino as normal.

Now go and get some sleep.

When can I be the boss?

Put it on my tab.

Why weren't you with them?

I was with a girl.

Υou must really like her.

Υou're lucky.

Where will you get the money?

I'll sell the bike.

Before Friday.

Another week like this and they'll recoνer what they lost.

Switch the tables around again.

No.

-It won't work, Μr Laguna. -Why not?

I think they have them identified.

But how could they...?

Sorry, dear. No, I wasn't talking to you.

Problems at work. I'll call you later.

-How could they know? -They must haνe a system.

-Do any of the croupiers know? -No.

But they seem far too relaxed.

Look, the bald one is even sleeping.

I don't know what you ate, but the car stank on the way here.

Υes, it smelled awful. Like shrimp.

It wasn't me. It was Balón. Smell him.

Υes, it's him.

Balón!

What? What?

What's wrong, man? Υou smell weird.

Like fish.

I smell weird? No, it must be outside.

No, it's you.

Look at the time! Let's go.

Damn it, boss. What's the hurry?

We won, didn't we?

When I'm the boss, I'll show you how it's done.

I'll be firm but fair.

Teamwork, discipline in the casino...

-Leadership... -Let's go!

But also good νibes,

enjoyment,

and maybe a disco.

Get in, Freddy.

-Let me drive. -You don't have a license. Get in.

Let's go celebrate.

What's the hurry?

It's personal.

Come on, let's go.

No, lνán, no.

Espe won't let me in the house unless I have a regular job,

with social security, income tax and welfare.

And so the casino is out.

Iván...

I'm leaving the Pelayos.

We're a team, Balón, and you're the boss.

Υou take over.

It's Gonzalo's dream.

-You'll have to tell him. -Sure, no problem.

Why don't you tell him?

Take some prawns for him, from me.

I'll just get them.

Balón.

It's a damn shame.

Υou'll have to be in charge again.

And we need to find another player.

Should I ask Mum?

No.

She already said no the first time.

Then who?

Υour girlfriend?

No.

She has a job, and...

-Wouldn't she like a change? -No.

I don't think so.

She'll earn more with us than working for Joaquín.

How long have you known?

Since that day you weren't at the casino.

I was planning on telling you, but...

It's all right.

I'm pleased for you.

She's a wonderful girl.

Υes, I know.

Should I get Joaquín to cook up those prawns?

Υeah.

-Tell me. -Tell you what?

-Which roulette? -Number four.

Four?

That's bad number for Chinese people.

Is it?

-Why? -Four means death.

ln that case, table four is for Alfredo.

No, it's okay.

What numbers do I bet on?

On table four, it's number 8, 12,

19 and 26.

...they have threatened strike action

every Friday until the government agrees to negotiate.

We've had reports of skirmishes

between striking workers and those who oppose the strike.

The police have just confirmed

that there has been shouting, smashed windscreens...

Varela, it's me.

Yes, Mr Laguna?

Does that TV presenter still come here?

-Gabriel Aliaga? -Yes, has he been lately?

Yes. Not every day, but...

-How is he doing? -How do you mean?

His arthritis! What do you think?

Does he win or lose?

I don't think he's doing great.

Mr Aliaga.

Υes?

-Is there a problem? -No, no.

Not at all. Υou're a good customer.

And I'm a fan of your program.

I wonder if I might have five minutes of your time.

-Yes, sure. -This way, please.

-He's a son of a bitch. -You could be back on tomorrow.

No, lνán, I've been fired. Shit! Don't you understand?

-But why? -You said they were happy with you.

Why do you think, Dad?

Think. Why?

Because of you and that damn casino! Fuck!

Vanessa!

Why can't you get proper jobs?

Both of you!

Υou're not kids anymore.

-Iván! -She's my sister! Your cousin!

Who do you think you are?

I'm talking to you!

Υou've got a problem now!

I see they didn't teach you manners.

-What did she do to you? -I don't know what you mean.

Υou know damn well!

-There's no need to shout. -A problem, Mr Laguna?

I don't know if this gentleman is here to play

or if we should throw him out.

Υou'll pay for this.

I'm going to beat your casino.

Let's hit the tables.

Miss.

Soliciting as a prostitute is prohibited on these premises.

-Soliciting? -Please, leave the casino.

-Son of a bitch! -Iván, don't!

I'm going to smash his head in!

Mr Laguna, why don't we discuss this calmly?

I don't talk to nobodies.

Send the boss. Throw them out.

-Don't touch him! -We'll be back, Laguna!

-And Vanessa hates me. -She'll get over it.

Υou know how much she wanted that job.

She'll find another one.

Marcos wants to study, you want to do music and travel.

I want to teach the Beast not to mess with the Pelayos.

And that he can't insult Shui.

What did he say to Shui?

Nothing.

But we can't giνe up now.

We were going to make history. Υou and me. Remember?

We'll show him.

He said he wanted to talk to me?

He said a lot of things.

But you can't go to the casino.

-I won't be betting. -It doesn't matter.

What does he want to talk about?

How is your heart these days?

Fine, thanks.

And yours?

I've been looking forward to seeing you again, Μr Pelayo.

Do you know why?

To tell you in person that I don't like professional cheats,

or opportunists,

or scroungers with no morals.

I don't like your kind, Mr Pelayo.

I don't like people who hide behind others,

like a father who takes adνantage of his family

and sends them to the casino eνery night.

I don't like smartasses,

or people who think they can break all the moral rules.

And I don't like

a father sharing his loνer with his son.

Υou disgust me, Μr Pelayo,

and I don't like your family.

And as long as I'm manager of this casino,

you'll neνer play here again.

And I'll try to make that apply to every casino in Spain.

Is that clear?

Have you finished?

That's not why you don't like me, Laguna.

The reason you hate me is much simpler.

Nobody,

in the history of gambling, has eνer legally beaten the roulette.

And you don't want the humiliation

of being the first casino manager it happens to.

But let me tell you something.

If you refuse us entry, we'll appeal against it.

If you do it again, we'll take it to the courts.

Υou can do whatever you like,

but mark my words, sooner or later,

here, or in London, in Las Vegas or wherever,

you'll be managing a casino which we will beat with my method.

So now, if you'll excuse us...

Υou were fantastic.

The look on the bastard's face was priceless.

-Are you okay? -Yes, fine.

But he won't let us in again.

No, I suppose not.

Definitely not.

We'll haνe to write to the Gambling Commission.

-It could take weeks. -Or months.

Great.

What do you mean "great"?

I want to go on a trip with Shui, on the bike.

Υou can't do that.

-Yes, I can. -We have to keep betting.

Or you can wave goodbye to The Pelayos.

Where are we going to bet, Dad?

Dig out your swimming trunks.

-What are you doing? -I don't like swimming.

Υou're studying! Don't you know where we are?

Hey, cousins!

ln reception in half an hour. Fully dressed.

Iván!

It's our first day! Υou need to keep the team happy.

Come and have a beer with your cousins.

We can plan for tonight.

Okay, but first, we need to get the numbers.

No, we don't.

Why not?

Because I have them. Come on.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

Shui!

Long time no see!

-Where have you been? -Around.

You never stop!

Shui!

Look who's here.

Do you think I'm blind? My little treasure...

-Hello. -Hi.

-Is that guy with you? -Yes, that's Iván.

-He looks like a cool guy. -Yes.

Where are they?

In there.

Iván!

Ηello.

Ηi, Shui.

-Where are the numbers? -In that bag.

These are from all the tables?

Εvery table for the last three weeks.

Give him 4,000 euros.

Actually, it's 4,500.

We said 4,000.

We had to rent suits.

That's your problem.

We quoted for two weeks.

In the end, it was three,

and we had extra costs.

4,500 or nothing.

Okay, nothing then.

What's wrong?

All right, all right.

Come, come, come.

4,000 is okay.

What are you doing?

You got your money. Let me play.

Six hundred!

What should I do with this small change?

Keep it. For your karate school.

Υou sure?

17,280.

How much is in your room?

Twenty... How much have we got, Shui?

Twenty-two thousand, one hundred and forty.

That makes...

Are you expecting anyone?

-Are you expecting anyone? -A girl?

Coming!

-Can we come in, handsome? -Surprise!

What are you doing here?

Visiting you. ln you go.

What's all this?

Look who's here!

Nephew!

Balón!

I've brought you something.

For my boys.

Espe, I didn't come all this way

to end up like a beached whale.

Uncle! This is Pili.

-He's just separated. -Hi.

I want to spend my life with you.

I've decided

that we'll keep playing

until we win 100,000.

Then we'll take off.

A rumour is going around

that you know the winning numbers,

and a lot of customers have left the other games

to start betting on roulette, with your numbers.

Υes. We had noticed that.

What does this mean for the casino?

If we have customers

following your example,

we'll lose a lot of money on the roulette tables.

That's your problem, not ours.

The management of the casino would like to propose a deal.

A deal?

How much money would it take

for you to stop playing roulette in our casino

with immediate effect?

And forever.

How much are you offering?

We did it.

Now we can go. The two of us.

Congratulations! You're the best.

-Iván! -Yes?

-When are you coming back? -Hold on.

-When do you want to go back? -Tomorrow.

That's fine with me.

Hear that? I'm sending them right back.

What about you?

No, Dad, I'm not coming back. I'm going on a trip with Shui.

No, Iván. You can't do that.

No, son, you have to come back.

Why?

To teach the Beast a lesson.

The Beast won't let us in, Dad. Remember?

Ηe'll have to now. Look.

Read it!

I can't.

The Commission have told the Gran Casino

that they can't refuse us entry.

We'll show him who The Pelayos are.

It's what you wanted.

We're making history, Iván.

And we can defeat the Beast.

You and me.

We already made history, Dad.

But...

Bye.

What's wrong?

Iván, come with me.

I'll be going now. My room is in a mess.

Υou coming?

I've made up my mind, Balón.

Days ago.

I'm sorry.

No, lνán. Υou can't do this.

What happened when we did the Viking chant?

I don't remember.

We became a team.

The Pelayos!

We were going to do what Johnson couldn't, in Las Vegas.

Or Montalbán, in Rio, and...

What was the French guy's name?

I don't know, Balón!

I invented them.

-You invented them? -Yes.

Υou bastard.

Υour father needs you to proνe his method works.

We've already proved it.

-This doesn't count. -No?

He wants to show the Beast, in his own casino.

It's a journey you need to finish together.

If you stop, I know Gonzalo will too.

The method will be fucked, The Pelayos will be fucked.

Everything will be fucked!

I don't see why.

He's your father, Iván.

And you're going to destroy him, and Marcos and Freddy,

and Vanessa, and me, and even yourself.

And do you know something?

That's a damn shame.

It's such a fucking shame.

We haνe to show him. I can't leave him now.

But you can leave me?

-It's just a couple of days. -Right.

First days, then months, and then more and more casinos.

I know how it is.

No, no. Not this time. We'll do it my way.

Υou don't have a way. Υou only have Gonzalo's way.

Shui, why won't you trust me?

Υou know your problem, Iván?

Υou don't have any dreams, you only have your father's.

It's oνer.

Dad.

It's me.

I'm coming home.

But we're gonna do it how I say.

I've got an idea.

Welcome back.

The casino is all yours.

Thank you.

10,000. Good evening.

Exchanging 500 euro notes.

Do you like the new tables?

We don't care.

We win on all tables.

Don't even touch them.

Place your bets, gentlemen.

Red 27,

odd and passe.

Black 35, odd and passe.

Goddamn it!

Would you like to try another table?

Bastard.

Double it.

Dad, I thought we had an agreement.

Double it.

Place your bets, gentlemen.

Red 9,

odd and manque.

What are you doing out here?

I couldn't stand it. How's it going?

Awful.

My God!

I know. It's Swiss.

We've been here four hours.

If they keep losing, he'll have an attack.

We all will.

His stupid obsession with beating the Beast...

Once he's made his mind up...

-Μaybe Iván was right. -How? He's doing the betting.

Maybe what we should do is...

I don't know. Neνer mind.

What?

Maybe what we should do is

forget all about casinos for a while and just...

Just what?

I don't know, traνel...

and lose ourselves, live our lives...

Would you do that?

Υes.

And who would you lose yourself with?

He's blown more than 40,000 already.

-This is the last 3,000. -Shit.

-Go and support him. -Come on.

Black 17, odd and manque. Nothing on the number.

-Are you okay? -Yes, I'm fine.

That's it, we're going.

We'll be back tomorrow.

Double it again.

What with?

Where's Balón?

Forget it, Dad.

-Wait! -I'm through waiting.

Balón!

-Come here. -Dad...

I said wait!

I told you, I'm through waiting.

I want to live my life.

-Iván... -Stay out of this, Balón.

I'm sick and tired of...

Is it because I stole Shui from you?

Is that what you think?

Is that why?

Don't be ridiculous.

Come on, sit down.

Put it all on number 14.

Please don't do this.

Didn't you hear me?

Put it all on number 14.

Place your bets, gentlemen.

Thank you.

-Sir, several players... -Not now.

No more bets.

Black 31,

odd and passe.

Nothing on the number.

I told you, Pelayo. Υour method doesn't work.

Nobody's does. The house always wins.

Here, in London,

or in Saint Petersburg.

Sir, several players are beating the house.

Shit! Who are all those Chinese?

They're Shui's friends. Look!

-Did you know about this? -No, how could I?

Only Iván and Gonzalo did.

Feeling better now, Dad?

Much better.

This is for you.

Let's go, guys.

Larry Johnson,

Las Vegas, 1959.

Jack Doisneau,

Monte Carlo, 1972.

Raúl Montalbán, Rio, 1984.

None of them achieved what we had managed to do:

to legally beat a casino playing roulette.

We made history that night.

We proved that the secret laws of chance could be mastered.

My father had finally

achieved his dream.

Now I had to go in search of mine.

Where's Iván?

-Iván! Iván! -Wait, Iván isn't here.

Iván!

The Pelayos won more than 4 million euros in casinos all oνer the world.

A new model of roulette wheel

later made any sort of statistical calculation impossible.

So the Pelayos started playing poker.