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Molina!

Open up, Lawyer!

The door's unlocked.

I didn't leave you behind, Molina.

Everything went to hell that night, I know.

But you know what hurt me most, brother?

Losing my best friend trying to save him.

Save me, you bastard?

I have two bullet scars.

I only have one kidney. Is that saving me, asshole?

Do you want to know why, in your words,

I left you there that night and took the loot?

I knew the only way to save you was to let the cops take you.

By law, those fuckers had to take you to a hospital.

Do you know what this is?

No.

"Oh, long and dark the farewell."

Caldas the Wise drew this on a wall

right before the Spaniards executed him.

Caldas the Wise is a hero of our independence.

And just before he was executed,

Morillo shouted that Spain didn't need wise men.

But he stood strong...

still, with his eyes wide open, until he was shot.

Do you get why I'm telling you this, Chayo?

-No. -Because, unlike Caldas the Wise,

I'm so scared, crapping my pants,

wondering what lies beyond death, bro.

Precisely...

you still have days left, I only have hours.

We have nothing to lose. Why not do it?

I've thought it through, Molina.

I'll break into the bank.

And you'll stay outside,

coordinating the operation from the street.

If it goes south, if anything goes wrong,

you can walk away, no sweat.

I'll stay inside and deal with it.

So, are you in, Lawyer?

I make the rules.

I set the times, I say how things are done.

It's my way or the highway.

I'm in Valledupar.

I figured.

You were right.

Not trying at all is way worse than failing.

I'll have the transplant.

-Do you forgive me? -No.

No, I have nothing to forgive you for.

What I want you to understand is, when you said you were dying,

I knew I'd die with you, that's all.

Did you speak to the lawyer?

Yes, we were right.

If we sell right now, we lose 60% of the routes...

leaving everything to the competition.

We lose our financial security, everything.

We can do this, Romy.

But I need your word that you're in it with me.

Tell me the odds.

We have better odds of breaking into the nation's most secure bank

than for my transplant to work.

All right.

That means...

we're in this together.

You have my word, partner.

I have to go, partner.

How are you, my family? All good?

Good, I guess. No worries.

As I promised,

here's our bunker man.

Our bunker man.

Nice to meet you. Wilmer Yidi, at your service.

So, what's the plan?

Listen, it's very simple, bro.

I let you in, you do your job, whatever you need to do.

Meanwhile, I'll monitor the whole security system.

Once you're done, you come back to me.

I let you out, you leave, and that's all, folks! The bank...

has been robbed! What's wrong?

Where's your sense of humor?

You know the alarms are set off

just by looking at them, with a whisper.

But with this guy on the inside, that doesn't matter.

So don't you worry, you're good.

Aren't there three guards inside?

Yeah, you're right about that. But don't you worry, bro,

I schedule their shifts.

Two of my homies are in this with us.

And can we trust them?

Didn't you hear? They're his homies.

-Pay attention, please. -All right.

What do you need from us?

Just give me the date, the time you'll break in,

the time you'll get out, and we're set. But mind this:

once you do, it's written in stone, no changes.

There's no turning back.

Okay. Done.

Whoa!

We've taken care of business.

Now, shall we toast?

We'll toast when the job's done.

From your lips straight to God's ears.

Amen.

Let's beat it.

Uptight city fuckers!

Seaside bastards!

With this couple of geniuses, we'll need the best team, brother.

Well, let's go one step at a time.

The alarms.

Don't worry about that,

I have a guy who's a black belt in security systems.

The best one around.

I know this one.

Two minutes before the alarm goes off and warns the police department.

Can you deactivate it from here?

Those alarms can only be deactivated from inside the bank.

I only know two people who can do it.

One of them is a decrepit old man. He's senile, he's no use.

And the other?

The other one's expensive, very expensive.

But is he clean?

Of course.

He hasn't done drugs for a while now.

Now we need a good mechanic that can drive fast,

in case we gotta make a run for it.

What about the dude who does the taxi hold-ups for Sardino?

He's upfront and clean. He's like Fittipaldi.

-Hi. -100th and Suba.

All right, sir.

Come on.

-Take a walk. -Hop in, hurry!

Hey!

Estiven, have you been in jail?

To be honest, I did four years for aggravated assault in La Modelo.

-But listen-- -No, there's no problem, it's fine.

I just don't trust anyone who hasn't been in jail.

Well, say no more.

What are we stealing?

The vault has a time lock with access only when the bank is open.

That means that, when we break in, no code could open it.

We'll tear down the wall...

-like we did with the Cali project-- -No.

It's the Bank of the Republic, nothing can tear those walls down.

Let's melt the vault down.

Really? Who'll do that, moron?

Are you gonna resurrect Gusano?

We'll call the Dragon.

-That dude is alive? -Retired.

But there's nothing on this planet that old grandpa can't open.

Well...

-For the kid? -Allow me.

Give me more cheese.

-Can you pass me the cookies? -Thanks, son.

We retired him.

Truth is, Dad doesn't need to work anymore.

Yes, now all he has to do is take care of his grandkids.

Sure, of course. It's time he got some rest.

I have everything I need here, brother.

-Roberto, have some more. -I'm good, María.

-But you ate so little. -Don't be shy.

-Girls... -Thanks a lot.

-Thank you, it was delicious. -Our pleasure.

-You're welcome. -Delicious, thanks.

Come on, man, get me out of here, I beg you.

I know you have an offer for me.

GABRIEL HERRERA - ALIAS "THE DRAGON"

The security perimeter consists of eight cops

armed with semi-automatic machine guns 24/7.

There is a 24/7 closed circuit monitoring system

covering the bank from every angle.

There are two points of access:

the main entrance, guarded by four men and one security camera.

The second one is the garage, where only security vehicles get in.

It's guarded by three cops,

an explosives detection dog and a security camera.

Perfect.

Let's dig a tunnel,

just like we did for the Pasto job.

Digging such a long tunnel

would take up to 40 days, 20 if we dig non-stop,

and we're 15 days away from the heist.

A million pesos in 10,000-peso notes

weighs approximately 100 grams.

We're going for 12 billion.

-That's 1.2 metric tons. -Yes.

But if it turns out they're 5,000 peso notes,

it would be twice that weight.

How wide is this door?

Three meters, give or take.

A 300 would go through.

Tight, but it would go through.

Let's get an old truck, fix it up and do it.

That door is only free from surveillance during the shift change.

What's your plan? Sneak the truck in during a shift change?

No, it'd only be four minutes. The guards don't leave

until the truck arrives with reinforcements.

We could stretch those four minutes.

We can create a shit-show in the street.

An accident, fire, whatever creates a distraction.

Perfect, a fire. Within five minutes,

we'll have the fire department and two ambulances on us.

Solutions, please, I need solutions.

We have to bribe them, Chayo.

I don't do business with cops. Forget it, they'll double-cross us.

And who can beat such a security system without help? You?

-I don't do business with cops, period. -So what can we do?

It's the only feasible way in and out.

Okay, then.

Let's say we pay them off.

How do we know those dogs won't betray us?

They'll screw us once we're inside.

They're cops, brother.

You can buy both their word and their silence.

What's so important

you made me come all the way down here?

What are you looking at? Say hi, idiot.

What is it?

I've been going at it for two days with my best blowtorch.

And look, nothing.

You won't have two days in the bank.

No, and with the vault door's thickness,

we'll never get it done with just a blowtorch.

Okay, solutions, not problems. Anything?

We need a thermal lance.

Order it and let me know how much it cost.

That's the other thing, ma'am.

We have to import it.

What?

Where from?

From Panama?

You gotta be fucking kidding me. So?

Of course we have to do it. If Dragon says we need it, we need it.

-Honey? -It is what it is, we have no choice.

Okay, let me know.

Bye.

Oh, God!

What are you doing here?

Trying to close a deal with some people from the coast, but...

it's complicated.

So, has Luisita tried her dress on yet?

Are you really not going to tell me?

What?

I happened to walk by the jewelry store today.

It's sealed.

Will you tell me what's going on or are you gonna treat me like an idiot?

We got robbed.

What?

At the jewelry store?

-When? -Two days ago.

Some guys...

broke in, armed.

They wrecked the place...

and took the best pieces.

Why didn't you tell me anything, darling?

I don't know. I didn't want to worry you.

Honey, I'm your wife.

If you can't tell me things, then who?

I know, baby.

I want you to quit the jewelry business.

It's too dangerous.

Just let me finish this last deal.

I'm depending on it, love, I really am.

Once I sort this out,

we'll open a little business with our savings.

Don't worry, okay?

Santiago Medina said Samper was involved

with some members of the Cali Cartel.

He even presented documents. He also confirmed that Rodrigo Pardo...

Let's go over it again.

What?

At 5:30.

I've got it.

So what, partner? We're talking about your safety.

At 5:35...

We leave the warehouse.

-At 5:45... -The truck is ready at 11th Street.

-At 5:55... -Signal to go in.

-At 6:00? -The shift change.

At 6:05, building basement.

At 6:10, inside guard. At 6:18, alarm. At 6:35, vault.

We report every 15 minutes. I know it by heart.

Yes, but finish.

Barranquilla-Bogotá, 5:40.

Flight home, 7:10.

Cozy in bed with you... 8:30.

Don't worry, partner.

You know why we're doing all this.

Be careful.

Mr. Molina?

The doctor told me you can't miss any more sessions.

Well, tell the doctor I'll be good and won't ever skip treatment.

And tell that jerk Mayito we have a chess game pending.

I'll crush him.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Molina, Mayito passed away.

My condolences.

Well...

we're all headed that way.

If you'll excuse me.

VALLEDUPAR - 3 DAYS UNTIL THE HEIST

-Good morning. -Morning.

PROTECTING THE NATION

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Lt. Monroy's office?

Over there.

Thanks.

Good morning.

Good morning, miss.

Morning.

Good morning, officer.

Morning.

Hold on a second.

You got an appointment?

We're here to discuss an urgent matter about the Bank of the Republic.

I'll have to call you back.

Bye.

Please, take a seat.

Thanks.

This won't take long.

We know you're a very busy man,

but we wanted to know if you could help us move some money.

-From which branch? -Bogotá.

Is it a withdrawal or a deposit?

A withdrawal, Lieutenant.

We're coming next Saturday at 6:00 a.m. during the shift change you supervise.

We'll bring in a 300 truck,

and we'll take all the money sent from Bogotá.

Are you both bilingual or does he only speak bullshit?

I'm a criminal lawyer, and I have your file.

And we both know that in a country like this,

no one gets to lieutenant without breaking the law.

So you're a gangster lawyer?

What the fuck makes you think

I'd be on board with robbing the same bank I guard?

The heist will take place either way.

-Is that so? -In fact, here's the entire plan,

if you care to check it out or want to have a look.

Your monthly salary is 197,400 pesos.

You work from 8:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. in a red zone police department.

So we've decided to give you

around two percent of the pie.

Let's make it three.

Three?

If he gets on board, of course.

Doing the math, if we give you three percent of one billion pesos,

you'd be making 300 million pesos in one day.

Or, of course, you could stay here and earn that in...

Let's see, 126 years.

LIEUTENANT JORGE LUIS MONROY

LA CORAZA REPAIR SHOP, VALLEDUPAR

In this life, you don't choose the family you're born into.

Right? But you can choose the one you do crime with.

From now on, we are family.

There's a father we must obey,

a mother we should respect,

an aunt that we fear,

a grandpa to revere,

and beloved children that ask no questions,

they just obey.

In this family, and don't ever forget,

your word is what's most important.

But, hey...

and remember this, even in this perfect family,

if you're a snitch, you're done for.

We're honest thieves,

sophisticated thieves, not thugs.

Our projects don't stain our hands with blood.

If we can work together, united as a family,

I can guarantee you that in less than 48 hours,

we'll become one of the richest families in this motherfucking country.

You guys are the best in your field.

Do your thing. What you know how to do best, gentlemen.

Look, Mrs. K,

this is what we need to buy.

-The knobs-- -The mother, seriously?

Homie, is the captain there?

There's a problem, bro.

Well...

the man's in the hospital with bad gastroenteritis, puking.

And the other guard?

The other guy...

Well, he said he's out, he won't do it alone.

To top it off, he called the office and canceled his shift.

I gather you have a replacement.

What are you saying, Yidi?

I have no men inside?

Well, you have me... I'm still in.

You? What use are you to me?

I'm with you all the way, sir.

I propose...

we do the job next weekend--

What?

-We should do it next-- -No, you idiot.

You said the money for the whole state is delivered on Monday.

Did you say that or not?

So, what fucking money would we be stealing next weekend?

What fucking money?

Listen, you asshole.

Reliable people do their part,

but people like you are a joke!

So now we have to figure out what the fuck we're going to do!

Stick to the fucking plan!

Get the hell out! Get out!

The money arrives in two days. What do we do?

-We won't do it. No, it's too risky. -Do it anyway. Stop whining!

-You're not going in. -I'm in charge of the fucking security!

We're not going in, we won't do it! We just can't!

-We'll find a way. -We're not doing it!

For fuck's sake!

BANK OF THE REPUBLIC

36 HOURS UNTIL THE HEIST

Sir, the tech area sent the maintenance order for you to sign.

No, I can't look at it now.

But we're all sweating our butts off. It's too hot.

I'll read it and sign it on Tuesday.

There's talk about unionizing.

If only you guys were this efficient with everything.

-Good-bye, gentlemen. -Good-bye, sir.

Have a nice weekend.

-Take care, Yidi. -Yes, sir.

We'll finally have air conditioning, homie. For fuck's sake!

OCTOBER 14, 1994 - 6:00 A.M.

DAY OF THE HEIST

O Saint Jude Thaddeus,

loyal friend and servant to Jesus,

honored and revered around the world,

invoked as patron saint of hopeless things

and desperate causes,

pray for us.

Please...

find us help that is evident, swift...

and efficient.

Come to us and help us

in this moment of great tribulation,

in which our souls are so afflicted,

so our trials and our problems receive mercy from the heavens.

Specifically...

At the motherfucking Bank of the Republic heist!

We're good to go. All ready, amen.

Get to work. Let's do this. We leave in three minutes.

How did it go with your dialysis?

I missed my turn, but missing one is no big deal.

As soon as you leave the bank, I'll go straight to the fucking hospital.

Chayo, we are band one, Monroy is band three.

Right, just like old times.

Just like old times.

-We can't go in unprotected-- -Fuck no, mister!

-You're acting like a kid! -Stop the bull!

What's the fucking problem, bro?

-This fucking old man pisses me off. -What's wrong?

The man has a gun.

Bro, the orders were clear.

No one can carry a gun that's not accounted for in the plan.

Let me see it.

Go on, I have no time for this bullshit.

I'll say it again.

The only ones that can break into that bank carrying a piece

are Maguiver, Sardino and myself.

No one else.

Let me make it very clear.

Our guns won't be loaded. Why?

Because our guns are to intimidate, not to attack.

Boss, excuse me.

I don't understand why we're taking such a risk.

Because I say so, brother.

My jobs are flawless.

Understood?

We respect the sacred principle of not using violence.

No bullets, no deaths, end of story.

Are we clear?

Answer me.

-We're clear. -That's it.

Come on. Let's go!

10 MINUTES UNTIL THE HEIST

Prepare for the truck to go in.

Move it, ladies! Facing the lieutenant.

He has some critical information.

So listen up!

Lieutenant.

Good morning!

Good morning, Lieutenant!

Here's some advice for life.

The secret to success is punctuality.

Bear that in mind.

It's clear. Go in slowly.

Copy that, going in. Over.

Our intelligence reports say that criminal groups...

have targeted our bank.

Meaning we have to be alert.

If something happens to our bank,

we would be directly responsible

and we would disappoint the institution we represent.

"Latin American president with Asian origins."

Fujimori.

Who is that guy?

The president of Bolivia.

-You're very informed, huh? -I've got my head in the game.

What the hell is this?

Identify yourself.

Bro...

we're Air from Cesar, we're here to fix the AC.

Did they tell you about this?

No, not a word, but let me check.

Let's see.

Yes, there's a note here, look.

Hey, we won the lottery.

Chayo, is everything okay?

Bro, this doesn't even have a date.

-Huh? -There's no date.

Since when do these people work on Sundays?

No, man, this seems shady to me.

Sorry, but I can't let you in.

Come on, man!

I'm the last person who wants to be here.

We came because a Mr. Zamora or Zapata, the manager,

told us it had to be fixed this weekend.

Yes, look, Zabala signed it.

Here's his signature.

It's up to you if you want to unauthorize it.

But, boy, am I tired of this heat.

This fan doesn't even work, man.

Come on, we don't want to miss the game.

Bro, if you won't let me in so I can do my job, that's fine.

I'd rather go back home.

You're the ones dealing with this heat in there, not us.

I'll just let my boss know on Tuesday you refused to let me in

and didn't let me do my job.

Let's go then.

Come on, go!

Let's go.

Start the engine, moron.

At least ask Orozco, see what he thinks.

Go ahead.

Orozco?

Yes, sir!

That's it, go back to work, move it!

They're back. We have to go in now.

Wait.

Fuck, Chayo, didn't you hear me? You have to go in now!

Look, if you don't go in now, this will all go to hell!

All in order, Lieutenant.

Relax, kid.

I want that air conditioner bad, bro.

All right, we're good to go. Drive in.

Molina, we're in.

ENTRY 6:18

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Let's see if we can finally go inside. This heat is unbearable.

-Hello. -Good morning.

-Motherfuckers! -Quick!

-Motherfuckers! -Shut up, asshole.

Relax, bro.

Listen to me carefully.

We're from the ENL, and we're here to rob this fucking bank.

-Is everything okay down there, Orozco? -Just fine.

Yidi, help me out here.

"Colombian woman who was almost crowned in the ancient kingdom of Siam."

Paolita. Paolita Turbay, brother.

She was the first runner-up in Bangkok's Miss Universe.

For real?

-Want something to drink, bro? -No, man, I'm good.

-Are you sure? -Sure.

Hey, Yidi!

Before John XXIII came John XXII, right?

This series is a work of fiction inspired by true, well-known events.

It does not intend to be a faithful depiction of reality

or to be used to determine legal responsibility.

Procedural truth about the events lies in several different court records.