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Police. How can I help you?

Hello?

911. Can you hear me?

You forgot what?

Would you let me know the address of the emergency?

Come on, shoot! Shoot me!

Shoot me! Come on!

I'll blow your head off!

I need an address, please.

Hello?

Hello, it's 911, can you hear me?

Here? The detour to Manresa.

DETOUR TO MANRESA

No!

Hello?

To all units, possible firearm accident.

We need reinforcements near exit 5 towards Manresa.

-Alonso, yours! -Okay, mine! Follow him!

-Police! -Open the door, police!

Police! The door!

Hands up! Hands up both of you! Now!

-Hands up! -Hands where we can see!

Everyone! Hands up, we need to see them!

-Up! -Everyone!

Hands up right now! Up!

Get up right now!

Come on!

Hands! On the window! Hands!

Stand up!

Hey! Up!

Get off the bus! Hands up! Stand with the rest.

Come here. No weird moves.

-Hands up where I can see them! -Move ahead! Come towards me.

Everybody hands up where I can see them!

You're getting off one by one

with my colleague with your hands up where I can see!

Stand up!

Come here. Okay? Still. Hands where I can see them!

Anything that may compromise you?

Stay still. You can put your hands down.

We are going to spread you away from each other, okay?

What happened here? Can someone tell me?

Hands where I can see them.

YOU WOULD DO IT TOO

A SHOW CREATED BY DAVID VICTORI AND JORDI VALLEJO

How are you?

-Have they taken your details? -No.

-No? -They just asked us our names.

Sit! Sit!

We'll bring some blankets now. We'll be right with you.

Please try to remember.

-I'll measure your pressure. -Try to calm yourself.

Please, try to tell me what happened.

They had tried to rob us...

We will try to do this in order. Back to front, okay?

We'll try to sweep the whole thing.

Coming alone?

Tormos just accepted the promotion.

Our witnesses?

Five passengers and the driver.

We took them out to preserve the crime scene.

What did the witnesses tell you?

Nothing.

They were all very nervous.

One passenger was suffering a panic attack.

The other were as white as chalk.

Nerves, shouting, very violent.

It's not clear if the robbers killed them

-before or after the call. -My God...

-What about the car? -An orange Jeep.

Sped away right as we arrived.

-Plate number? -No.

But it will be easy to spot at a control.

How many people were in the car?

No idea.

Why?

-Why pull a heist on a bus? -Why not?

There are no cameras, nor at the bus stops.

They can deviate the bus

towards a more discrete area to be in control.

-These three like the robbery in Gran Via? -I guess.

Three heroes.

Three passengers decide to play heroes,

try to stop the robbery, things get complicated and they die.

They never planned to kill anybody.

They shit their pants and escape right as we are arriving.

Where was the jeep in which they escaped?

In front of the bus, apparently. The tracks are still there.

If their escape vehicle was in front...

why did the killers exit through the back?

On the radio you said the front doors were closed

-and the back doors opened, right? -Right.

Who made the call?

The bus driver. About an hour ago.

When forensics are over, I want to speak to them.

Are they testifying here, not at the station? They've been through a lot.

They are half an hour ahead of us.

There are control spots everywhere, Fran.

Great, but I'd like to interrogate them here.

Give me a hand?

Okay.

You're the boss. We'll get them ready. Is that it?

I'd like to listen to the call.

You are not going to hear anything I haven't told you before.

Rebeca...

The boxes.

If you don't find a moment to come and pick them up...

I can store them in the loft.

You come to pick them up whenever you can.

Fran, I'll drop by this week.

Sorry, I've been busy.

I'm saying because they're there.

-If you come, I won't store them... -Fran, I'll come by this week.

-Here's the call. I'll get the witness. -Thank you.

Police. How can I help you?

Whenever you can, could you get them ready for the pictures?

Step by step... Everyone calm down.

The stay here when you're done. Alright?

Come over. Everybody in line. Come on.

This is 911. Can you hear me?

The detour to Manresa.

Careful!

Thanks.

-Would you come with me? -Yes.

-Hi, all. -Calm down, you are safe.

-Good night, I am detecti... -Let's listen up here, please!

Good night, I am detective Fran Garza

and I would like to ask you some questions before you go home. Okay?

You are the bus driver, right?

We'll start with you. Come over, please...

Come over, please.

Sit.

Full name, please.

-Manuel Navas Falc�n. -Manuel...

Tell us, what happened?

I don't even know where to begin with.

From the beginning will do.

-What's up, Miguel! -How is Juanito?

It has been 10 years since... No, 11 years doing the night shift.

Have a good night, darling!

It's not the best to conciliate family and work, but it's paid better.

My shift starts at 7 p.m.

I usually make the Barcelona airport to Manresa route.

In general, there are not many people.

It is usually a fairly calm trip.

-Hi, how are you? -Hi. Thank you.

Saturdays are the busiest days at work,

because on Fridays people go out and...

They abandon those poor creatures.

-I take care of them. -Which creatures?

Dogs. They're the best thing in life.

I spent longer with them and lost my flight.

I'm so dumb.

Passengers with flight to Vigo...

Balter? Did I pronounce it correctly?

Balter, how many robbers were there?

Two.

Three. Plus one in the car.

-Four, then. -Four.

Do you know if they walked in at the same stop?

Maybe. I wasn't paying attention. Humans... I don't like them so much.

Why?

I'm nervous around people. That's why they have me cleaning.

In the restaurant.

-Watch out, watch out! -Sorry.

I started as a waiter, but I don't have a knack for it.

So now I clean in the kitchen.

Sometimes I peel potatoes.

-Good afternoon. -Hi.

When I walked in the bus, more people came in.

But I didn't notice who, I'm sorry.

Don't take off the boots grandma made...

Mom, you'll miss the flight.

I'd go see my son once every 15 days.

Tell us when you arrive.

He just had a little girl... She is the light of my life.

See you!

My husband used to come with me until recently,

but he's not feeling well lately and...

He gets really tired after getting on a plane and...

-Sorry... -No worries.

What happened in there...

I thought I'd never see my husband or my granddaughter... again.

Mrs. Sarabia... What if we leave it here for now?

Yes, alright...

Can I offer you something? An herbal tea?

Sure. Some water?

-Full name, please. -Elisa Pena.

-Second surname? -L�pez.

I don't remember much before they revealed their weapons.

I use the ride to work.

-What do you do for a living, Miss Pena? -It's... it's temporary.

I have other plans long term. A future.

Got it. But what do you do currently?

It's not like I'm proud of it.

I promote stuff that I despise, but it's a temporary arrangement.

A shortcut to save money.

What happened?

-Hi. -Hi.

The bus made two stops.

I got on at the first stop...

Then it stopped again and that's when they walked in.

Who?

Who walked in the bus?

The dead people.

What's up? Good evening.

When I saw them, I told myself:

"What's the matter with her?".

Some people look at you with an air of superiority, which she did.

She had that demeanor.

As if she thought she was better than you,

you know... An idiot.

Have some respect for the deceased, huh?

Let's make sure to keep our manners... All right Mr. Pineda?

That girl was the worst.

I'm not less than anyone else, OK?

So what do you do, if I may ask, Mr. Pineda?

Well... The three deceased got into the bus, and after...?

I'm unemployed.

I have no idea how I'll pay next month's rent, happy?

Before my ex stole everything,

I had worked my ass off as a miller, baker, commercial,

driver, bellhop... I even owned a newsstand.

Because of my ex I had to take a loan to fly to my son's communion.

Anastasia, please!

Just because life has been unfair with me doesn't mean

she can talk to me like that.

-No one looks down on me! No one! -Of course not.

So, the three dead folks hop in the bus... And then?

Well... For around 10 minutes or so things were chill.

For your grandson?

Granddaughter.

-What's her name? -Gabi.

Isn't Gabi a boy's name?

I don't know... I've been telling my son:

"between the name, how you dress her

and she hasn't had her ears pierced,

the poor girl will be taken for a boy".

-Anyway... -I have two.

-Oh, yes? -Paula...

Very beautiful!

And Cristian. But I told my wife...

Why don't we call him Manuel, like his father and his grandfather?

-READY -She said no.

That's old school... Not cool.

-Not cool? Manuel? -Yes, Manuel.

-Manuel is a classic, lifelong name. -I know...

Excuse me, boss... Could you turn up the heater?

Yes, but go back to your seat.

-Yes, yes... Relax! -Oh, God!

Relax bro... Keep calm and whatever happens, you keep driving,

got it?

Hey! Everybody here! This is a hold-up!

So let's all of us behave, got it?

You're telling me that the three who walked in,

-the deceased, are the robbers? -Yes.

I've been telling you.

That fucking bitch!

Money and things of value, not shit.

Attention, please, I won't repeat it:

your wallets, phones, tablets... and any device that you have...

Put them here and do it fast. All right? Come on, the phone...

Don't you hear me? The phone!

unblock it.

unblock it I said!

-unblock it! -I swear my mind went blank.

Should I refresh your memory? Come on, fuck!

-Please, don't delete the pictures. -Damn, she is hot, right?

Damn, the bank's PIN number! The bank's PIN number!

The PIN to access your bank accounts!

17-06-80. But I have nothing but debts.

And those debts will grow!

Everything was so well-planned out...

Hurry up. We don't have all day.

The transfers start...

They took everything from us... everything.

-Take it. Let's be clear. -Sweetie, give me your phone.

Hand us your wallets, unblock your phones

and access your banking app. And hurry up!

-Your bank's PIN number... -15, 12, 79.

The wallet and the phone. Your bank's PIN number.

-Your bank's PIN. -Please don't.

Come on, the bank's PIN... Damn! Well done little ant!

Come on!

Four ones, four ones... 1111.

Fuck, we don't have all day!

Excellent, everything ready, wonderful.

-The bank book! -Perfect, we take it.

The book's PIN.

They hit me... And they put a knife on my face...

I was so scared that all I could do is pray.

-A gold necklace, we take it. -The bank's password, honey.

-Which password? -The PIN code!

-Lady, the PIN code, the PIN code! -One. Two. Three. Four.

They put a gun on my face... Do you know how it feels?

-We got it. -Your phone, your phone!

Your phone.

It's on the compartment. I can have it with me.

-Phone, damn! -Unblock it!

Come on, pass it to me!

Unblocked. Bank PIN code!

-2013. -Take the money too.

Take that detour. Detour, damn it!

The worst thing wasn't getting our money stolen,

things of value...

But being pointed at you with a gun by someone like them,

You realize how vulnerable you are.

That's very scary.

Having our phones granted them total access to our lives,

our banks, everything...

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It's terrifying how your life can change in a minute...

Do you know how long it took to save all the money?

How much shit I have taken from all those guys...?

The person they called before making the transfers.

-Do you know who that was? -Another asshole.

When he made the call, I couldn't see a thing,

but before everything started,

I could see the name of that douchebag.

Coco.

Why Coco? Because he's a wise coconut?

He thinks he's smarter than us.

Great! And now, don't even bother reporting the theft.

Transfers cannot be tracked, got it?

The woman was shaking.

I felt like I had to do something...

Money is now ours!

I had taken the company phone with me, so I called 911.

I would not say a thing...

-I thought that was what I had to do. -You did the right thing.

Your phones are our life insurance.

We have your contacts, your messages. Facebook. Instagram.

We know where you live, who are your friends. Your family.

Mom, dad, children, grandchildren. We know everything!

Police, how can I help?

Hello?

So, if you behave, everybody will be okay.

What was that?

-Not here, it comes from the back. -Was that you? Was that you?

Oh, oh...

The jacket.

Come on, the fucking jacket.

What is this? What the hell is this?

Sorry, please, I forgot.

Did you want to fuck us? Did you want to fuck us, you bitch!

You forgot? Hand me the gun. What were you thinking bitch?

Do you want me to visit your parents? That's what you want?

-Shoot me, come on! Shoot me! -You want me to shoot you bitch?

I'll blow your head off! I'll blow your fucking head off!

In case you fuck us, we fuck you. Got it?

-You and the ones you care about... -We are getting close.

That's alright. Everything is over now.

You are now safe, okay?

In case you fuck us, we fuck you. Got it?

You and the ones you care about...

After the deposit.

Here? The detour to Manresa?

-Straight ahead! -Are we getting there or what?

Watch out!

What are you doing? What the hell are you doing?

I think I saw an animal on the road.

-Stay on the road. -I can't see a thing, where is it?

Come on, fuck!

Through the dirt road, to the right.

That's it, I see it.

We did it. Behind the orange Jeep.

Very good! You behaved so well!

And now you go home and keep quiet. Understood?

Door! Door!

If someone tries to play hero like our friend

and reports us... be sure it won't matter

if we go to jail. We have friends out there.

What the fuck is this? What the hell?

-No! No! No! -Juan!

-What? -He called the fucking cops!

You fuck it up man, you fuck it up!

If the cops pay us a visit,

you can say bye-bye to your family, and yours too!

You, sit down!

Hold on, hold on.

The hooded passenger, where was he?

He didn't do or say a thing until then.

Phones, wallets. Come on, hurry up!

An impassive man.

What did he do after he stood up?

Justice.

-What the hell are you doing? -Are you deaf?

Sit down!

-Are you deaf? -Juan, fuck this guy!

Wait! Sit down... Now.

-Let's go! -Are you deaf?

-Juan! Let's go! -Get on your seat.

Fuck...

-Let's go. -Get on your seat.

Three seconds:

one,

two...

and...

Close.

The door, the door! Open the fucking door or I'll slash you like a pig!

-Remove your masks. -Alright, alright...

-You are fucking up, man. -Take your fucking masks off, damn!

Phones. Now.

And the knife.

-Now the money. Hand it all back. -We can't.

-The money. -I can't!

We don't have the money. The transfers were for someone else.

Call him and tell him to give back the money.

-I can't do that. -Forget about the money.

What's so hard to understand, asshole?

We have your cell phone. If the cops get us, you're done.

All of you, do you hear me?

Either we make it out of here before the cops or I swear on my mom...

Calm down! Calm down, man!

And then? What happened?

Then your guys showed up.

The police... The police!

Open the door.

How did the killer look?

Do you remember how the fugitive looked? His race?

White. Black. Arabic. Latino...

No, because...

It was dark. And the hood...

Hood?

Did he wear a jacket?

-A hoodie... Those used by runners. -Color?

Grey.

-The hoodie was grey? -Green.

Or like dark blue...

Black? I don't know.

Make an effort. The color of the jacket would help us.

I could only see him through my rearview mirror, so I don't know.

Was he tall? Short? Thin, thick, tattooed...

No, sorry.

Would you be able to tell us if he was Spanish or a foreigner?

He spoke Spanish but I don't really know...

I was sitting in the front row.

Sometimes I looked back, but I didn't see a thing.

I didn't look him in the face. I don't look people in the face.

Did anything catch your attention?

His presence.

There was something comic book character about the way he moved.

Like a superhero.

His energy. Without looking at him, you could feel his aura.

Never in my life I've seen a guy so sure of himself,

as if he had nothing to lose...

You wouldn't be able to describe the killer?

Really? You don't remember any detail?

-I didn't see him. -I have not seen anything.

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