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RETRIBUTION

I can't believe it!
You're still eating breakfast?

Come on, I'm in a hurry.

When you're finished,
put everything in here.

- Good morning, Alejandro.
- Good morning, Carlos.

Sorry to call so early
but they're putting pressure on me.

What is it?

The news could leak anytime now.

We need to get them back
before the shit hits the fan.

How much time do we have?

The news could leak
in a month's time,

a week, two days...

Does it taste good?

Should we mention it
to the customers?

- Absolutely nothing.
- How stupid can you get?

But you like it!

We'll offer them
one of our funds in return.

Or one from Asia, Europe, America.

You know the guidelines on that.

- If they object...
- Marcos, Sara.

- say it's for their sake.
- In the car in two minutes.

That our analysts see
high profitability.

And clear the table!

- Those derivatives have to be recovered.
- I'm getting changed.

Kids, you come with me.

- Marta, I'll drop them off!
- How's it looking?

I'll cancel a meeting

and go straight to the office.
We'll sort it out.

I knew I could count on you.

Phone me when it's done.
I have to tell the guys upstairs.

- See you.
- Okay. I'll call you.

- Marcos.
- What?

- Have you got the key?
- No, it was open.

Sit in the back.
I have papers in the front.

Loser!

What's that ball doing in here?

At school they don't believe
I got the real autographs.

- Give it here.
- No.

- Ball!
- Aw, go on.

Bag. Come on.

- Dad, that hurt!
- Settle down.

The car smells weird.

Must be your bad breath.

Be quiet both of you.
I have to make a call.

- Carlos!
- Another show for the neighbors.

What are you doing?

I cancelled a meeting
and the school's on the way.

You said you couldn't take them,

you had some damn appointment
you couldn't cancel.

I cancelled....

I had to postpone my
meeting because of that.

I thought I was doing you a favor.

A favor?

Here, Marcos.

Talking to you is pointless.

- What's up, boss?
- Victor? How's it going?

Rojas called from head office.

So early?
I hope you hung up on him.

Apparently
the Lexin derivatives are toxic.

Oh, shit.

They expect us to retrieve them
without spilling the beans.

What sort of a feasibility study
did they do?

Forget that, we've got the hot potato.

What do we say to the clients
that bought them?

Will we lose our commission
on the ones we sold?

I'll let you know in the office.

Dad, answer it.

I'll be there later.
I'm going with Julia to her doctor.

I gotta go.
I'll see you in the office.

Alright.

Is this your mother's?

Yes?

Carlos?

Yes.

What did you think when
you found your car unlocked?

Who is this? What's going on?

You're a son of a bitch,
did you know that?

What the...?

- What do you want?
- That's exactly the point.

What I want. And you're going
to give it to me.

This is not funny.

Shut up and listen.

The three of you
are sitting on a bomb

that will explode
if any of you gets up.

Did you get that?

OFFICE

Carlos, good morning.

Hello, Mercedes.

Change the meeting with
the real estate people to 11.

Anything else?

Yes, call head office
and get them to send you the papers

on the new application plans.

- Okay?
- Okay, see you soon.

UNKNOWN

Did you tell your boyfriend
you're flirting with another guy?

No, but I'll tell him
you wet the bed every night.

Mom told you not to joke about it.

I'm not.
Bedwetting is a serious problem.

- See this message?
- Idiot.

Let's send it, maybe somebody
can help us solve the problem.

Look at the phone...

I'm going to put that Marcos

is a 9-year-old who pisses the bed.

Look.

Marcos, don't hit me.

I'm not.

Look, look.

- Listen, Marcos.
- Give me the phone.

You can't reach me, you shrimp.

Marcos, stop hitting me.

I'd never leave the house
if I were you.

- Give me the phone.
- Let go of my hair.

- Then give me the phone.
- Marcos, sit still.

Dad!

You're a pain in the butt.

- Look what I'm writing.
- Give me the phone.

- Yes?
- Never hang up on me again!

You took your time answering.
Did you tell anyone?

- No.
- You better not. As of now,

if you out me off,
if anyone gets up

or if I feel like it,
I'm blowing up the fucking car.

I have my kids in the car.
This is a joke.

It's no joke.

You picked a good day
to take your kids to school.

So get them to stay in their seats
and you stay in yours.

- Give me the phone!
- Stay still.

- Marcos, put your belt on.
- Gee, Dad, what's wrong?

- Stay in your seat and don't move.
- Why?

Put your belt on, Marcos.

- Just because.
- It was Sara.

If you and Mom have a problem,
don't take it out on us.

Please stay in your seat.

- But...
- Because I say so!

I want my money.

What money?

67,547 in cash.

And a 420,000 transfer
to the account on your dashboard.

And don't try to get your IT guys
to fake the transfer data.

Got it?

It's impossible.

It is possible.

Even if I wanted to, it's impossible.

The branch doesn't have the liquidity

and I can't do transfer it
unless I'm in the office.

You can't work from outside
precisely to avoid situations like this.

Don't try to trick me.

I've been working on this
for quite some time.

Today's Friday
and the end of the month.

There's plenty of payroll
and pension money at the bank.

67,547 from your account,
without arousing any suspicion.

I don't have that much money
in my account.

You don't?

There's 5,779 euros in your account.

1,768 in your wife's
checking account

and another 60,000
in her savings account.

- That equals 67,547 Euros.
- Why have we stopped?

The bank always comes first.

How do you know all that?

Go on, move it
and get me my money.

I'm following you on GPS
and the bomb's on remote control,

so don't do anything stupid.

Listen, I still don't know
if you're serious or not.

You and your kids
won't get out of this alive

unless you give me
what I'm asking for.

Understood?
- Dad, the school!

Dad, you're passing the school.

Dad!

There must be some way...

Shut your mouth and listen.

Either you give me the money
or I press this button here.

Fuck, I can't get that money.

Don't jerk me around.

- No, no, no.
- You're the branch manager.

- Of course you can get it.
- Put your belt on.

Both of you, stay put.
Put your belt on.

What's wrong?

Will you two do as I say for once?

- Why?
- Because I say so.

Put your belt on.

Go ahead, tell them.

Alright...

A man called

to say there's a bomb under our seats

- and if anyone gets up, it'll go off.
- A bomb?

It's probably a joke...

and I'm a schmuck,
but I have to be sure.

Well done.

I'm just asking you
to be a little patient.

Are you serious?
Those things don't happen here!

- Smile... You're in YouTube.
- Just don't move, okay?

So what are you going to do next?
Call the cops?

If I hear you call the police,
or see one cop near the car... boom.

What you're asking is impossible.

To handle that much money
I have to be physically in the office.

And even then, it isn't easy.

Let's start with your 67,547.

Most of it is in my wife's name.

- I don't give a shit.
- I'm freaking out.

Put it on speaker.
I want to hear them jerk you around.

Sara, please.

I want your money
and I want it now.

Where'd this photo come from?

Facebook. Mom uploaded it...

when we were still a normal family.

The cellphone photo.

Look what a nice family you have.

You're all so pretty.

So do it for them.

Do it for your family.

- Where's the ball?
- In the trunk.

Why are these kids here?

- Show it to us.
- What's going on, Carlos?

Guys, Marcos isn't going to school.

- I knew you didn't have it.
- I do,

it's just there's a bomb under us.

- A bomb... What a loser.
- Get rid of them.

Get down from there.

Marcos was kidding, there's no bomb.

Get down.

Wait, wait.

There is a bomb!
You said it!

What's going on, Carlos?

- Now they'll think I'm a liar!
- Some friends of my boy.

I'm trying to figure out
how to get your money.

Get out of there.

Move it before things get
more complicated.

If I fail my exam

Mom'll be so mad at you.
This is incredible.

Listen closely, Carlos.

I'll be in constant contact with you
on the phone in the glove box.

Call the bank on your personal phone

so they get the money ready,
then call your wife.

Later I'll tell you
where to deposit the money.

Everything very simple,

and no calling the police
or anyone, understood?

Yes.

And remember,

if you cut me off
or try anything weird,

I'll push the button
and it's all over.

I'll call the bank.

- Hello, Carlos.
- Hello, Mercedes.

Listen, I can't go to the office today.

Marcos fell off his bike

and I'm taking him to Emergencies.

Oh, poor thing.

I need you to do me a favor.

Is he alright?

Yes, it's just a scare,
nothing serious.

Marta will drop by the office
to sign for the money.

I need you to close down my account,
our joint account

and the fund she has in her name.

Everything?

Everything.
I'll explain later.

Why don't you do it here?

I have to take Marcos to Emergencies.

And the transaction can't wait.

Carlos, is something wrong?

Careful what you say.

Everything is fine.

It's "hot" outside... "hot."

- Do you understand?
-"Hot"? Are you sure?

That's the bank code
to say that everything's fine.

God, you had me worried.

Forget about your worries
and take care of it.

It's just under 68 grand.

If you'd said "cold"
I would've been scared to death.

Sorry, but I'm still shaking.

- Of course.
- Carlos, don't get tied up.

Have everything ready.
Marta will be there shortly.

- Give this priority.
- Okay. It'll be done.

Does Mom distrust you so much
that everything's in her name?

I need to pee.

I always do before school starts.

I'll call my wife now.

Alright, but remember what I said.

Hi, this is Marta.
Leave a message after the beep.

Marta, call me when you hear this.
It's important.

Problems with your wife?

Yes, but it's fine, she'll call.

I'm calling the branch.
I need help from inside.

I'll speak to Victor,
the assistant manager.

He's to be trusted.

- He won't raise the alarm.
- I'll bet.

- Carlos.
- Victor... listen.

- This'll sound strange...
- Excuse me...

Listen to me.

Someone's on another line saying
he put a bomb under our car seats.

Okay, Carlos, look...

Listen, I need you
to help me with a transfer.

I'll take responsibility.

Okay, but you listen to me.

This guy called me too!

What?

He called me too.

Where are you, Victor?

In my car.

In front of our house.
With Julia.

What is this, Carlos?

Everything's going to be fine.
Don't worry.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, don't worry.

Good God.

The main thing now is to stay calm.

- How can we be calm?!
- I'm coming over.

Get here quick and explain this.

Keep a cool head.

Go to their house, calm them down

and start getting my money ready.

Dad! Are you crazy?

What are you doing, Carlos?

What are you doing, Dad?

What the fuck do you want?
If I blow up now, so do you!

- What was that?
- You bastard!

What the hell was that bang?
Answer me!

- Javi, are you alright?
- Carlos!

You just ran over
Sara's boyfriend!

What's your boy saying?

- What was that bang?
- Are you crazy?

Carlos, what was that bang?

Don't you move from your seat.

Just a bump with a scooter,
but we'll get your money.

Don't play games, Carlos.

Remember the car's full of explosives.

I won't, I swear,
It was just a bump.

I was distracted, I didn't see it.

Don't take me for a fool.

- You thought it was me, right?
- It was an accident.

Go ahead, keep risking
your children's lives.

And why doesn't your wife call?

- Sara.
- What?

- Call your mother.
- You call her!

- Call your mother, please.
- Dad.

You're going nuts.

- Dad.
- What!?

I can't hold on anymore!

That's okay.
Just pee your pants,

but don't move.

Imagine your pants are your sheets.

- The voice mail is still on.
- Snap out of it.

Call the university.

The number?

I don't know!
Look it up online!

Was that your boyfriend
or the one you cheated with?

Shut up, okay?

You know this is important for me.

Carlos!

- Are you two alright?
- What the hell is this?

Everything's going to be fine.

What he wants is impossible.
This guy's crazy.

- Please relax, Victor.
- No way, damn it.

Fuck that.

We can't access the system
from outside the office.

Victor, listen to me.

No, you listen to me!

Carlos, calm this idiot down
or he'll fuck it all up.

Dad, I need to pee.

- Do you know him?
- No.

Maybe the worst thing that'll happen

is we'll get famous on YouTube
for being scared shitless.

That's what I told him.
This can't be serious...

You're skating on thin ice.

Do you think you own the street?

- Sorry. Take it easy.
- Fuck.

What matters now
is that we do as he says.

Okay?

- Okay.
- That's the way.

Hold on a moment.

Shit! Fuck!

I told him how much money
is in my account as well as yours.

I got scared.

Don't worry. Wait.

Victor, I've got to go.

What's your problem?
Can't you see I'm parking?

I have to park, it's urgent.

It's the same for everybody.

- Victor, what's wrong?
- I have to go.

Julia, what are you doing?

You heard him.
He thinks it's a joke too.

- Hey!
- Just a minute!

Convince this hysterical woman.

Do it or you're done for.

- Julia, stay in the car.
- Will you move it?!

- I'm moving.
- Julia, what are you doing?

Move the car
and talk to Julia, whatever.

This is stupid,
I'm going to the doctor.

- I'm sure it is.
- Hey!

I'm moving.

- No, Julia, don't!
- Shut the door.

She'll fuck it all up.

Convince that fucking idiot, now!

- Please, Julia.
- Julia, listen.

- I have to go.
- Do you hear me?

One minute, damn it.

- Carlos!
- Julia.

- Shut the door.
- Please listen to me.

Let's not do anything stupid, okay?

Alright?

Okay?

That's better.
I'm sure you're right,

but it's better to look stupid
than risk our lives.

However remote the possibility is.

Julia, honey, please.

Honey, shut the door.

Good, honey, good.

- It's fine.
- Perfect, Carlos, that's it.

We're good.

Now what the hell do we do?

Whatever he says, okay?

We've got no choice.

You and Victor get me
that money now, okay?

- Yes, that's it.
- No tricks.

I want to hear everything,
tell me step by step.

- This is so silly.
- You got me, Carlos?

Julia, no!

- Get out of there.
- Are you alright, Marcos?

- Marcos, are you okay?
- Carlos, get out of there!

Get out of there
before the police come.

Carlos, get out of there.

Dad, I pissed myself.

It's okay, don't worry
about your pants.

Dad, it's not piss!

-It's not piss!
- Marcos!

Marcos, relax, it'll be okay.

- What's this?
- Oh, my God!

- My God!
- Please, Dad...!

Marcos, talk to me!

Marcos!

- My God!
- Take it easy!

Dad, do something!

Get back on the road.

You're still too close,
get further away.

Go, get out of there.

Get out of there
and get my money!

Get the money, Carlos!

Your hear me? Get out of there
and get my fucking money.

Let's go, Carlos.

You son of a bitch!
My son's injured!

And you murdered them,
you motherfucker!

Shut up or I'll kill you right now!

You convinced her
that this wasn't a real threat!

You did it!

You killed them!

- You hear me?
-I didn't kill anyone!

I didn't kill anyone!

Dad, I can't!

- Sara, put pressure on it!
- Help me, I can't!

Get moving, Carlos!

Carlos, get out of there!

Let's go to the hospital. Please!

- Dad, I want Mom.
- You have to hold on, Marcos.

Go straight ahead, no detours.

- Quickly!
- Where the fuck are you going?

- I'm taking my son to a hospital.
- No way!

Turn off now and stop,
or I'll blow up the car!

You saw what happened to Victor.
Turn off!

Dad, where are you going?

Where are you going?

I need to take my son to hospital!

Get the money
and your boy can go to hospital.

Dad, let's go, please!

Marcos...

Let your sister make a tourniquet.

- I can't!
- Try to make a tourniquet.

I can't reach him!
You put it on!

- Please, Sara.
- There's a lot of blood!

I can't!

The strap!

I can't, Dad!
I'm sorry, Marcos!

- Come on, Dad, please.
- Coming.

Put this on him.

- I'm sorry, Marcos.
- Sara, please!

I can't reach!
You put the tourniquet on!

What's going on?!

I don't know.

What did you do to him?!
Look at Marcos.

Why is this guy calling you?!

I didn't do anything!

Why is our photo on that phone?!

- I didn't do anything, Sara.
- Look at Marcos, look!

Calm your daughter down.

- I didn't do anything to him.
- It's never your fault! Ever!

- He's blackmailing me.
- You think I'm stupid?

What the hell is going on?

I'm a bank manager,
that's what this is about.

Yeah, always the same thing.

Calm your daughter down
and locate your wife.

I... I can't reach her.

You know why you can't find her?!

Do you know?!

Do you?

If you can't find her,
you'll get the money somehow.

Hi, this is Marta.
Leave a message after the beep.

It hurts.

Hang on, the bleeding's stopped.
You did great, Sara.

Why don't you ask Mercedes to take
the money out of the bank herself?

She can't do it.

She'd be personally responsible.

Those are the rules
in case there's a robbery.

Why don't you take it directly
from the customers' accounts?

Fake commissions...
I heard you talk about it on the phone.

But I can't handle
the customers' accounts...

I'm in no hurry, Carlos.

It's still simple: the money,
and your son goes to hospital.

Is that your wife?

It's head office.

Pick up so they don't suspect.

I need you to be quiet, okay?
Please.

If they ask about Victor,
you know nothing.

Be careful what you say.

When you tell the kids at school,
you'll be so cool.

Alejandro.

I called you at your office
but they said you weren't in.

My son had a slight accident.

They told me.
I hope he's alright.

Your voice is weird. Is it serious?

No, it's not serious.
He seems okay now.

Glad to hear it.

Listen, did you take care
of what we talked about?

Yes, I was just about to call you.

The customer's weren't pleased,
but we'll manage.

We'll get back all the derivatives.

You're a fucking star!

- You didn't do it right.
- Who's crying? Marcos?

Yes, his leg really hurts,
but he's hanging in there.

Get to the point, Carlos.

Listen, Alejandro...

We'll do this, but we have to
give them something in exchange.

- Surprise me.
- I had to offer them

a guaranteed deposit at 5% interest.

I'll authorize it in 5 minutes.

Send it all to Mercedes at the branch.

I'll handle the account from here.

Everything will be set by midday.

Good job, Carlos. You never
let me down. You're a genius.

- Thanks.
- I was wondering,

do you want to come with Marta
and the kids sailing this weekend?

- Fried fish...
- Sorry, Alejandro...

the doctor's calling, I have to go.

Right, tell me later.

Did you find a way
to get my money?

I think so, I'll call the office.

Dad, I want to go.

We'll go home soon.

- Mercedes.
- Carlos, sorry,

I can't find Victor,
his answerphone's on.

Do I keep trying
or would you rather come here?

No, I've got things to do.
I won't be long.

Victor won't be in all day.

Your wife hasn't arrived yet.

I know. Is the money ready?

Yes.

We won't be able to meet
all the pension payments today...

It doesn't matter. Listen to me!

Head Office just approved

a new guaranteed deposit
at 5% interest.

- At 5%?
- Call our VIP customers.

We need to place 420 thousand
this morning, okay?

Okay, I'm taking this down.

Open a new account for this deposit

and give me the codes so that
I can work with it from here.

But should we start charging before
the clients sign the papers?

It wouldn't be the first time!

I just wanted confirmation...
You're the boss.

I confirm it.
Get moving with that, Merce.

- Thanks.
- See you soon.

- Dad.
- What?

Hang in there.

I'm listening to you, Carlos.

I'm going to place a new deposit
with our most trusted clients.

The money will go into an account

that I'll manage from here.

I can transfer the money into it.

As easy as that?

And that's it?

When everything is disclosed,

the bank will meet its obligations
to the customers.

I see. And you?

What about you?

How do I know that once you get
the money the bomb won't go off?

You haven't gotten anything yet.

I want to see the money in my account.

What about my 67 grand?

I can withdraw it from the deposit.

No way! I want your 67 grand.
Your own money!

I need more time.
I can't locate my wife.

Find a way to get it.
I'm in no hurry.

Your 67,000.

Sara, where's your mom?

Please, Sara.

She's with Angel.

He's the father of Eli,
a girl from school...

He and Mom are friends.

Eli gave me his phone number.

Don't involve anyone else in this.

How are you?

Hold on, not long to go.

- Hello?
- I want to speak to Marta.

Wrong number.

This is Carlos speaking.
Tell her it's urgent.

I told you, wrong number.

Listen, fuckhead,
I don't give a shit what you're doing.

Put her on, or I swear
I'll smash your fucking face in.

- Carlos?
- Marta...

Marta, listen.

- Who gave you this number?
- Listen to me, please.

I'm with the kids in the car.

Marcos? The kids?

- Shouldn't they be at school?
- Listen.

Marta, listen to me.

Some man claims that there's
a bomb under our seats.

- What are you on about?
- Mom, I want to get out of here.

He'll detonate it unless you go to
the bank and take out all our money.

Carlos, what are you saying?

Listen! Don't talk to anyone.

Don't call the police
or anybody else.

I need you to go to the bank...

- What is this? What are you doing?
- Listen to me, will you?!

Where are the kids?
I want to speak to them now!

Convince her
or she'll fuck it all up.

Remember what Julia did,
don't blow it again.

Don't tell her about Marcos.
She couldn't handle it.

- Sara.
- Mom... this is Sara.

Are you alright, sweetie?

Yes.

Yes, we're all right.

Mom, please,

listen to Dad now.

Try to understand each other.

Okay.

Okay, put Dad on.

- Marta?
- Carlos.

The money is ready.

Mercedes has it.

It's all we have.

All of your savings.

I'll pay back every single...

I don't give a shit about the money.
I'm worried about my children.

Nothing's going to happen to them,
I swear.

- We have to call the police.
- No, Marta, we can't!

- If you call the police...
- Convince her, Carlos.

What's wrong with Marcos?

- Nothing.
- Put Marcos on, please.

Talk to him later.

Please!

Fuck, Carlos,
you're blowing it again.

Make her see sense,
she tells no one!

- Carlos.
- Don't mention his leg.

Mom...

Honey, how are you?

Fine, just a little scared.

- Take it easy.
- I want to go home.

Okay, honey. Put Dad on.

- Okay.
- I love you.

- Marta, go to the bank.
- She's to go alone.

Go alone.

Okay, I'm going.

Move the car.
You've been there too long.

Please, let me take my son
to the hospital.

You know what you have to do.

Your 67,542 in cash

and the transfer of 420,000
to my account.

As soon as you do that,
you'll go to the hospital.

It hurts.

Almost there.
We'll go to the hospital soon, okay?

Remind your wife to go alone.

No funny stuff inside the bank.

Tell her to stay calm
and it'll all be fine.

Marta, where are you?

I'm almost at the bank.

It's Mom.

My wife is walking
into the bank right now.

Tell her to take the money to
Plaza de los Jardines.

Marta, you have to take the money
to the Plaza.

Okay? Go alone.

Go alone.

I just got to the bank.

Mercedes doesn't know anything.
Please stay calm in front of her.

Okay, I'll call you soon.

Don't let her get smart.
Where is she?

She's inside.

If anything happens to her,
I swear I'll...

Carlos, Carlos, listen up.

You're in no position
to threaten anybody.

- Is she alone?
- Yes, she's alone.

Good.

Go away, go away.

Go away or you'll get us killed.

Shit, Dad, he's a lawyer,
he'll know what to do.

Carlos, is someone there?
Who are you talking to?

- No, no.
-Who the hell are you talking to?

What did your daughter say?

Who the hell is helping you?

- Carlos?
-It's fine.

What do you mean "fine"?
Who are you talking to?

- My wife...
- Carlos!

My wife came with a friend,
but it's fine.

What fucking friend?!

- She goes alone!
- She will go alone.

- She will.
- Go on, move it.

- I'm moving.
- Get rid of him. No surprises.

Marta?

I'll be there in a minute.

Marta, go alone. Please.

Go alone, it's all okay.

- Go alone.
- I want to talk to the kids.

Not now, please. They're okay.

They're okay. Talk to them later.
Not now, please.

It'll all be fine if she does
what she's supposed to.

And alone, Carlos. No friends.

There are lots of people here.

I can see her.

She's to leave the money in the bin
next to the bandstand.

Marta, he can see you.

Leave the money in the bin
next to the bandstand.

And go, okay?

Right.

A man's coming. He's tall.
Is that him?

I don't know.

Go, Marta. Please.

Go now.

Carlos,
I see some policemen!

What's the matter, Marta?

They got him, Carlos,
they got him!

What do you mean "got him"?

A trap! Did you want me
to fall into a trap?!

Hang up the phone.

- Marta, it's not him.
- Hang up!

It's not him, they didn't get him.

What?

- Is Marcos hurt?!
- No, no.

- Is my son hurt?!
- Hang up, you fuck!

Hang up now!

Hang up, Carlos!

Who called the cops, Carlos?
Who did it?

- I didn't call them.
- That friend?

I don't know, I didn't tell them.

You've fucked it all up.

- All of it!
- Dad, it really hurts.

I'll get all the money,
but let me go to the hospital.

- Keep calling the customers.
- I want to go to Mom.

- Yes.
- You owe it to me.

488,000 euros.

Your money and the 420 grand.

You're giving it all to me!

- I want my fucking money!
- Let me go to the hospital.

If you want to go to hospital,
you know what you have to do.

Your wife blew it.

Your son will die in that car
if you don't get my money.

You didn't end up like Victor
because I know it wasn't your doing.

I won't tolerate any more mistakes.
Not one.

Call your customers
and get the 488,000 euros.

Hold on, Marcos.

- Hello?
- Hello. Clara?

Yes, hello.

Hello. This is Carlos,
from the bank.

Hello, Carlos. What is it?

We're only calling
people we trust,

preferential customers,
and friends too,

because we've a new
and very attractive offer.

It has a minimum guarantee of...

Carlos, are you alright?

Don't fall apart now.

I can't hear you...

Sorry, Clara,
I've got a bad signal.

It's a minimum guarantee of 5%,

but if there are stock market
fluctuations, you'd get more.

Sounds good, doesn't it?

Yes, it's only for
our most trusted customers.

- If you think...
- Okay.

Any amount you decide on,

Mercedes will process it now,
mail you the papers,

we'll take care of it,
adjust the details,

and you come and sign when you want.

Are you sure
there's no risk involved?

Sure, absolutely sure.

Okay, I trust you.

Okay.

Mercedes will send you everything.

Okay, thanks.

- Mercedes.
- Yes?

Put down 25,000,
Clara Mojan's account.

Alright.

- Gloria.
- That's me. Who's this?

- Carlos, from the bank.
- Hello, Carlos.

It's Carlos Fargas, from the bank.
It's a very competitive fund.

Is this safe?

Yes, it's the most competitive
in the market.

- Alright.
- What interest would I get?

- Sounds good.
- It's a rock-solid investment.

We need liquidity right now,
I'm sorry.

Let me think about it.

- Mr. Mondero.
- Yes?

- It's Carlos Fargas.
- It's been ages.

We have a new product
we're offering our customers.

No, I'm not interested.

That's our savings,
we can't risk it.

Right.

There's no risk, Alicia,

I tell you that in confidence.

- And is it safe?
- Completely.

I assure you.

Listen, we've got 71,000 now.

Just over 171,000.

I want to see that money
in my account.

I'll put it in.

Dad, it doesn't hurt anymore.

- What?
- That's good, isn't it?

Dad...

- He's not in pain anymore!
- The transfer, Carlos. Go ahead.

- He can't feel his leg.
- I'm on it.

Dad, I'll be able to
play soccer again, won't I?

Of course you will.

Dad, he can't feel it.

I can now see the 71 grand.

Call the other customers.

Dad, please!

It's 71,000, more than
I had in the fund.

Let us get to a hospital.
My son's losing a lot of blood.

You're still not at 488,000.

Dad!

317,000 to go.

317,000.

Marcos...

Dad!

Please, my son's dying.

Let me take him to the hospital,
I'm begging you.

Dad!

Marcos...

Please, I'm begging you.
Let me take him to the hospital.

I'll get all the money.
Please...

I'm begging you, please!
My son's dying!

Dad, do something.

Please!

Okay. Take him to hospital,
but I'll only let him go.

- We're going to hospital!
- Dad!

Talk to me.

Talk to me, lad.

Turn off the engine
and identify yourself!

What's the matter?

- Turn it off.
- Carlos, what's going on?

- It's the police.
- Move or I'll explode the bomb.

Go.

Go, Carlos.

Get out of there!

Get out of downtown.

- I have to go to the hospital.
- Dad, slow down.

Forget about the hospital now.

Don't let them catch you.

They're behind me!

- Watch out!
- Don't let them catch you!

What are you doing? Slow down!

- Look out!
- Where are you going?

Get out of there, Carlos.

What are you doing?

Dad, put on the brakes!

Detain the vehicle immediately.

- Freeze!
- What's going on, Carlos?

- The police.
- Hands up!

Relax. Keep calm
and find an escape route.

I can't!

- You have to let us go.
- Calm down, Carlos.

- Find a way out.
- Let me go.

Kill the engine!

Get out of the car!

Take it easy.

Don't mention me, got it?

- Turn it off and get out.
- Don't switch off the engine.

- Do you hear me?
-You have to get out of there.

- I can't.
- You can't?

That's it.

Let me go!

I can't let you go.
Hands up!

I want to see those hands, alright?

We've been informed there's
an injured boy with you. Is that true?

Tell them to get their cars away,
you have a bomb and you'll blow it up.

- I'm trapped.
- Don't talk to me, just to him.

- I'm trapped.
- Stop talking to me, I said!

- What's this guy doing?
- There's nothing I can do.

Let us get out.

No one gets out
before I get my money.

- You still owe me 388,000.
- Who are you talking to?

388,000.

No, hands up, please.

Calm down and tell me what's wrong.

Tell them to get out of the way
or you'll detonate the bomb.

I can't get out...

- There's a bomb under my seat.
- Good.

Tell him you'll blow up the car
if they don't leave.

Get those cars out of the way.

Say it!
Or I'll do it myself!

If you don't let me go,
I'll blow up the car!

- What are you saying?
- With two children behind you?

Is that what you're telling me?

You're going to blow up a bomb
with two children back there?

Who are you talking to?

My finger's on the device.
Remember what happened to Victor.

Another car blew up.

This morning, a Chrysler,
with the same kind of bomb.

Alright, alright...

Okay, let the children get out.

No one gets out, Carlos.

Nobody.

Let me go to a hospital
and I'll let the boy get out!

Both children.

- Right, everybody back!
- What's going on, Carlos?

The cars blocking the exits!

- You're fucked.
- Call the Bomb Squad.

You useless piece of shit.

You promised you'd let my boy go.

No, things have changed.

So make your fucking calls.

You want to save Marcos, right?
Then get my money.

- Hello?
- Sonia.

Yes. Who's this?

Hello?

- Sonia, it's Carlos, from the bank.
- Oh, hi, Carlos.

We're...

I have to leave you,
we'll talk later.

Where's Espinosa?

There, with the mobile unit.

Please,

evacuate the buildings calmly
and clear the plaza.

I repeat,

evacuate the buildings calmly
and clear the plaza.

Please evacuate the buildings calmly
and clear the plaza.

I repeat,

evacuate the buildings calmly
and clear the plaza.

H50 to K1.

Clear this zone for me.
I want full visual on the car.

Requesting more units
for cordoning off an clearing.

Stay with the wife
until I give the word.

Hello, Belén.

Inspector. Fill me in.

Of course.

Command is the mobile unit.

40 minutes ago we got
a call from a man

saying there was an injured boy
in a car.

He said the driver told his wife

that he was being blackmailed

and needed to take out
all the money from her account

and hand it over to some stranger
on Plaza de los Jardines.

Who's the caller?

The wife's lawyer.
They're getting divorced.

Officer, when Special Ops arrives,
they're to cover from above.

- This side or the whole perimeter?
- The whole perimeter.

The ambulance is here!
Back, please!

A patrol car was in the area
and stopped the delivery.

Then we located the car
and tried to arrest the driver,

and this bomb thing came up.

Now he's over there,
with his two kids.

It seems the boy is hurt.

Any links between
this man and the other victims?

We still don't know the
victims' identities.

Close off those exits.
I want the car immobilized.

Has he demanded anything?

Just that we should let him go.

He's wearing an earphone

and he indicated that someone
is telling him what to say.

- He's being blackmailed?
- Or he wants us to think so.

Let me see my children!

- She shouldn't be here.
- Right, but she is.

- What's her name?
- Marta.

Please, I just want...

- Let her go.
- I just want to see...

- how my children are.
-They're fine.

Marta, listen to me.
My name's Belén.

I'm the head of the Bomb Squad.

If we confirm that there's a bomb,
I'll take command.

I need this area clear.
It's bad for you to be in sight.

Okay?

Why is it bad?

- My children are in that car.
- I understand, Marta.

That's precisely why
I need you to be calm.

I don't want them to see you.

I want to see how my son is.
Please.

What, are you going to arrest her?
They're her children.

- Where else would she be?
- You know we can't do that.

Look at me. Marcos and Sara,
your children,

are now our children,

the children of everyone
in this operation.

But we need to be cool and calm,

for their sake.

I need you to be calm
in case they need your help.

That's why she suggested
you shouldn't be here.

You'll be in a building nearby
and I'll keep you up to date.

Alright, Marta?

He's right, Marta.

- Let's go.
- That's it, Marta, keep calm.

- Thank you.
- That's okay.

Belén...

A little tact wouldn't hurt, eh?

I'm going to the car.
Tell your men.

This is best position for us.

Any news?

He's wearing an earpiece,
we might be being observed.

The son's hurt.

So is the girl.

- Inside the car?
-Yes.

Okay.

- Mercedes.
- Go ahead.

Take 14,000
from Alicia Márquez's account.

How's your side going?

It's turning out to be tricky,
but I'm still trying.

I'll call you later.

You're a good liar,
but that doesn't surprise me.

I see lying
is normal in your family.

How much have you got so far?

226,000 euros.

Transfer the money to my account now.
And you're still down 162,000.

I can see the Bomb Squad
with a dog next to your car.

Don't make any more calls.

Hide the cellphone,
but I want to listen!

And don't give it to her
under any circumstances!

It has a tracking device
and I'll know if you do.

Carlos, I'm Belén Blasco,

Chief explosives expert.

The dog's trained
to sniff out explosives.

Tell me what you want.

Let us leave.
I have to get my son to a hospital.

Then let him out of the car
and we'll treat him immediately.

I can't.

The dog smelled explosives.

Oh my God.

What about the witnesses
to the explosion today?

One identified the suspect
at the site of the explosion.

Moments later, he left.

I want to talk to the wife.
She's with the lawyer.

Get them both to come.

Carlos.

I'm coming over to give you
some water and a first aid kit, okay?

- It's only water and...
- Don't talk to me.

And remember, I'm watching you.

Hello, Marcos.

How did you get hurt?

It was when the other car exploded.

We'll get you out of there soon.

Sara, are you alright?

Why do you want to blow up the car?

Please, let me get out of here.

UNKNOWN

Marcos needs urgent treatment.
Anything we can do?

Let me go and I'll let him out.

I promise.

Whatever your reasons are,
I advise you to cut this out.

I'll never be authorized to let
a car with a bomb drive around town.

Please let them out of the car.

I can't.

I'm stepping back, okay?

But I'll be in sight at all times.

You heard what she said.
It's pointless to continue.

And Marcos needs a doctor.

Do you hear me?

Say something.

THROW AWAY THE WALKIE-TALKIE

Do you think I'm an idiot?

Carry on with your calls.

You're son's in a bad way,
and you're making things worse.

You're trying my patience.

Marcos...

Marcos, almost there.

We're going to the hospital now.

Sara's taking good care of you.

Marcos, say something.

I want to hear your voice.

Say something.

Marcos...

Sara.

It's Mom.

Mom!

Carlos...

Carlos, please

cooperate with the police.

Any problems,

whatever they might be,

can be solved

and we'll solve this one.

Why did she say that?

I don't know.

I want to hug you...

I want to hug all of you.

Carlos, what's going on?

I want us to be
a beautiful family again.

You did great, really.

That's it.

Now we should get away from the car.

Alright?

Come on, Marta,
let's go to a quiet zone.

No one trusts you now, Carlos.

Not your daughter, not your wife,

and soon your son.

What are you doing?

I'm trying to touch a nerve,

so he thinks there's a future
for him with his wife and kids.

Now you've made him more jumpy.

Please, don't interfere with my work.

I remind you,
I'm the one risking my life.

Carry on with your calls.

They'll track the transfers.

Even if we manage it,
it makes no sense.

I've learned
a few things about banks.

I know an account can
be opened in the Cayman Islands

and a network set up
to circulate the money indefinitely.

There'll be no way to trace it.

Let my son get out, please.

488,000. You know that.

Let my son get out, please!
He's in a bad way!

He's in bad shape!

488,000 euros.

You're still down 162,000.

Head Office is calling.

Careful what you say.

If they block the operations,
you're all dead.

Hang on, Marcos.

Alejandro.

I just spoke to the police.
Are you alright?

Yes, sort of.

What's really happening?

Is it true what they're saying
about the bomb?

I can't talk now.

Good God, Carlos,
I don't know what's going on.

Only you do, and I hope
you know what you're doing.

I must ask if there's been
any actions against the bank.

Alejandro, I can't talk.

I need you to confirm that
you're aware of the protocol.

I know the protocol.

Okay.

I therefore inform you

that the bank will not
be responsible for your actions.

You understand, don't you?

What?

This call is being recorded

and we confirm that you'll
be held personally liable

for every action concerning customers
or the bank's money.

What the fuck are you saying?

This isn't an easy call
for me to make,

it's hard for us too.

You know we trust you completely.

And I hope none of this
is your doing.

And I hope the kids are alright.

Is that why you called?

To throw me under the bus?

I've worked for you people for 15 years.

I know.

And if this is cleared up
you'll have our full support again.

But please, think about
what you're doing.

They're your children.

A big hug, Carlos.

They don't give a shit about you.

Not one shit.

Take it easy, Marcos.

That means they've discovered
what you're doing, right?

Remember, this depends on your...

- Can you hear me?
- There's no signal.

What did you do with the phones?!

He'll blow up the car!

You hear me?
He'll blow up the car!

The remote control
has been neutralized.

Whoever's out there,
there's nothing he can do now.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

Tell me something.

Is this about your brother's
financial problems?

What the fuck has my brother
got to do with all this?!

The police spoke to your wife's lawyer.

We know you're going through
a bad patch.

You tapped the phone, didn't you?

Have you been listening to this fuck?

No, we've heard nothing.

You can't tap a line that quickly...

and you smashed the radio.

I'm sitting with my children
on a fucking bomb!

Marcos is bleeding.
They're my children!!

Where are you going?

Marquitos, hang in there.

These people will get you
out of here, you'll see.

Here I am, Carlos.
I trust you.

Now I need you to trust me.

Yeah?

I want to see if the door's clean.

Carlos, I'm going to open the door.

Now.

Relax, Sara.

I want to see if the bomb's similar
to the one this morning.

The car belonged to Victor Rodriguez,
my workmate at the bank.

All this for 67,000 euros?
He didn't ask for anything else?

No, that's all.

It's the same kind of bomb.

It's home-made.

It's what they use in paintball,
but with dynamite instead of paint.

They're activated
when a body presses the hammer

and then releases that pressure.

You need to understand
that you cannot move.

Keep seated and nothing will happen.

Okay?

Oh, God.

Almost done, guys.

Let's open it up.

Do you have any idea
who could've done this?

No idea at all.

Did he say anything that might
make you think you know him?

No.

He knows where I work,
he has my cellphone number,

and he knows how the bank works.

An ex-employee?

I can't think of anyone.

If it's just for the money in
your account, it looks like revenge.

Is that possible?

Look...

Under the seat is a plate
that puts pressure on the hammer.

We're going to brace the plate.
We can get you out of here.

It must be someone who knows
how to make a bomb.

You must have a list of suspects.

This is a home-made device.

You can buy everything
in a hardware store,

and unfortunately the instructions
are on the Internet.

Even the worst Chemistry student
could make it at home.

Right.

Carlos, give me the cellphone.

We'll try to trace the calls.

Why don't we give her the phone?

I don't want to take any risks.
The other phone has a tracking device.

Try to grab it.

Hide it well.

Yes.

Anything wrong?

No.

- How's Marcos?
- He needs a blood transfusion now.

We're going to evacuate him.

But I have good news:

the dog only detected two bombs
under the front seats.

Nothing under the back seats.

We can take the kids out now.

There are wires everywhere.

They're just a bluff.

Can you really trust a dog?

We'll double-check, but it's a bluff.

- Guys...
- You're staying here?

Sara, first we have to get you out,

then we'll get your father.

Of course.

- No.
- I'll see you soon, I promise.

Carlos, give me the car keys.

Marcos, champ!
You're going to the hospital.

It'll all be fine, you'll see.

Dad,

why do you want
to make the bomb go off?

What are you saying?

Why do you say that?

You said it yourself.

No, Marcos.

I'd never hurt you.

Marcos!

Dad, Marcos won't wake up.

- Marcos?
- He isn't moving...

- Marcos, wake up.
- Marcos.

He's only fainted.

- We'll get him out now.
- Please take him away.

Hawk 1, ready.

Sara...

Sara, listen.

Promise me you'll tell your brother

that I would have
never harmed any of you.

You're going to tell him yourself.

Sure, but you tell him too, okay?

And tell your mother.

Shut up! This isn't the last time
we'll ever see each other.

Dad, please, no.

Please.

Sara.

- No, no, no.
- Sara.

No, seriously, let go of me!
No, Dad!

- We have to get her out.
- Let go of me!

- Go with her, it'll be fine.
- Dad, please!

- Sara, come with me.
- No! Let go of me!

Let go!

- Dad, no!
- Sara, please!

Sara, please.
Sara, for God's sake!

What are they doing?

Put him on the stretcher.

Careful. Quick, we have to
get him to hospital.

Let go of me! Let go!

Sara, for God's sake. Please!

- Let go of me!
- I'm letting go!

No, no!

What have you done?

Let his mother get in.

What have you done?

I'm not leaving you here, Dad!

Sara, what have you done, girl?

With me here,
they won't dare shoot you.

What the hell are you doing?

What have you done?

What else do you need
to see this guy's a nutcase?

She saw your men and thought
they were going shoot her father!

You're blaming me for this?

Whether you like it or not,
we're still in charge here,

so don't give me shit, Espinosa.

What's your next move?

Now we have a girl on a bomb,
and we didn't before.

That girl's life is in danger
because of that loony.

If anything happens
to her you will be responsible.

Carlos isn't controlling the bombs.

What do you base that on?

I saw his face. He's a wreck.

He's incapable of
harming his children.

You saw his face?

What objective information
do you base it on?

He's jerked you around enough.

The phone he gave you
has no unknown incoming calls.

Let us follow the protocol.

We've found his brother.

He's willing to go talk to him
and persuade him to give himself up.

The bomb's there, it's dangerous.

You jammed the frequencies,

there's no danger as long as
he doesn't move or get up.

If he's innocent, as you say,
there's no risk, right?

Fuck.

Mom and Angel
got to know each other at school...

at the parents' meetings
you never go to.

I'm telling you in case
things go badly for us.

Why didn't she say anything to me?

About things being bad?

Some things you just see.

Mom's had a hard time.

Maybe they're just friends.

We don't know for sure.

- Okay, good.
- Let's go.

Take it easy.

Carlos,

Carlos, I'm here to help you.

Don't do anything crazy.

You're a son of a bitch,
you know that?

It's you.

Don't you remember me?

Don't you recognize me?

Not even now?

I don't recognize you.
There must be some mistake.

For that alone,
you deserve to be blown to bits.

Pick up the phone.
The one I put in your car.

Look inside the images file.

You remember her, don't you?

What do you want from us?

I want...

I want your father to give me
what he took from us.

You can't hurt us anymore.

There's no phone signal anymore.

- Relax.
- It's him!

What did she say?

Carlos, Carlos...

Carlos, look.

Sara, take that cover off.

Take it off, don't be scared.

Watch they don't see you.

That's it.

You have 5 minutes, you hear me?

No.

What the hell do you
expect me to do now?

They discovered the account I opened.
There's nothing I can do.

See this button? Watch this.

Look at what happens.

I want you to drive out of here

and continue your transactions.

No.

It can't be done.

No, Carlos. Don't beg.

My wife begged
and you didn't listen to her.

Get this car out of here.

And say nothing to the police.

That isn't possible.

Look at that timer

and you'll see that
everything is possible.

Put the cover down.
Sara, carefully.

- No, Carlos, no!
-Hold still!

- What are you doing?
-Take note.

Dad!

I'm not letting go of you.

If we blow up, you come with us.

I'm not responsible
for what happened to your wife.

Come on, let's go.

I have nothing to lose.

Do it: One, two...

Come on.

It's alright, it's okay.

Really.

I'm not responsible.

I'm...

I'm just an employee.

I was only doing my job.

You deceived us.

I didn't deceive anyone.

I didn't know it was so risky...

Even we employees were deceived.

You wanted to make money too,
that's why you signed.

Sure.

Get out of there.

Get out of there.

Please, Carlos.

I'm begging you,
for your children!

Give yourself up!

Do it for your children!

I'm sorry, he won't do it.

I know him, and he won't do it.

It's alright.

- Are you alright?
- Yes.

Did he hurt you?

- No, I'm fine.
- Come on, boys, let's go.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch.

What happened with that woman?

She was a customer.

She lost all her money
in an investment.

And?

They took her apartment,

debts piled up,

she couldn't take it,

and she threw herself
out of her window.

But did you...?

Victor and I.

Well, I did.

Christ, Dad...
and you didn't even remember them?

Belén, you can't defuse
those bombs anymore,

so we'll resume command.

Do you agree
or should we call Madrid?

We're missing something.

The phone he gave you
had no unknown calls.

Maybe they communicate another way.

Come off it!

I saw him grab his girl
and stop her from getting out.

And before he fainted, the boy said:

"Dad, why do you want to
make the bomb go off?"

And you saw that fight
with his brother.

It makes no sense.

What makes no sense is taking off
the suit and endangering lives.

That makes no sense.

Espinosa!

You can't kill a man
if you're not sure.

No one said we're going to kill him.

But we can't let him drive around
the center with a bomb

and a girl next to him.

We're going to do the right thing.

Shit.

Right...

Don't use the narcotic
until you're up close.

Under no circumstances
are the father or daughter

to get out of their seats.

If the father resists
or tries anything, make the signal.

Hawk 1 will intervene.

Alright, go. We're with you.

Let's go. Go, go, go.

Let's go.

Marta, this is Belén Blasco.

What happened?
How is my daughter?

Sara's fine. It's going well.

I know this is a tough time,
but I need to talk to you.

Are you still there?

Marcos is still in danger.

He's in intensive care.

What do you want?

Tell me something.

Could Carlos set off a bomb
with his children in the car?

No, that's not it.

Is it his gambling problem?

What are you talking about?

Your lawyer told us...

Carlos has no gambling problem.

Angel can't have said that.
Did he say that?

Hawk 1, do not open fire
until you get the green light.

We're bringing food!

I don't want any food!
I want to know how my son is!

Relax, it's just food.

I'm going to approach slowly.

Dad, it's started.

His brother told us
that Carlos has gone crazy.

Pablo? You spoke to Pablo?

Yes, they told him to go
to the car to talk to Carlos

and he came back looking disturbed.

Pablo's been in Germany for a month.

Germany?

Marta, is Pablo his only brother?

Yes. We have problems
with our marriage

but Carlos would never, ever
do anything bad to the kids or me.

I've got to hang up!

Put your belt on.

He started up the car!

Give me the radio!

Abort! Arrest the brother.

Carlos is innocent! Abort!

- Hawk 1, he's all yours!
- Abort!

Hands up!

Push!

God damn it!
What the fuck happened?

Don't try to stop him
before I speak to him.

Clear the traffic ahead.
There's a bomb in the car!

I repeat, it has a bomb!

Punch it!

Get a search on that fucker!

I want to know who he is.

Now put me through to Carlos.

His daughter's got a phone.

Go, go!

The timer has stopped!

Your arm, Dad!

Answer it.

Hello?

It wasn't so hard, you see?

My father's hurt.

I know how to get the money.

He's hurt!

Tell him to go to
the transatlantic dock.

He says we're to go to
the transatlantic dock.

My father screwed up.

I'm sorry.
We really are.

Nothing can be done to change that!

Tell him to go to the dock.

Okay, you win.

Just let my daughter
get out of the car.

No one gets out of that car
until I get all the money.

All the money you took.

Sara, tell your father
to speed up and ditch the police.

You don't have much time
to get to the dock.

Look at the clock. Look.

It's started.
1'40, 1'39, 1'38...

- Dad.
- Victor, the bank and I pay.

My daughter is saved.

- Go straight to the dock.
- It stopped.

And don't talk to the police.

Nobody checked the identity
of the brother, idiot!

Fuck.

Maintain positions!

Carlos, we've got him.

We've got him!

Give me the girl's phone.
Have you contacted her?

Sara, tell your father
to get on the phone.

Carlos, get on the phone.

We've got him, Carlos.

Keep it up. Don't move anything.

Carlos, get on the phone.

Don't lose him.

Yes?

Alejandro, it's me, Carlos.

Carlos, are you all right?

I've just sent a message to
the customers with the derivatives

and it'll be hard to retrieve them
because they know what's going on.

What are you saying, Carlos?
They could accuse you of fraud.

It was fraud to sell high-risk
products without transparency.

They'll come for you too.
We're all going down.

You're crazy, Carlos.

They can't prove anything.
You're in big trouble.

One more thing:

you're not the only one
who records phone calls.

The police do too.

Carlos, please,

I'm following orders
from the top, but...

That's it.

Tomorrow the bank
will be in the papers.

That was the deal,
the bank, Victor and me.

Let my daughter go.

Head for the pier.
Forward.

- So many people, it's dangerous.
- Forward.

Please, keep walking,
move away from the car.

Stop the car.

Please, keep walking,
move away from the car.

There's a metal plate
under your daughter's seat.

Keep it pressed
and the bomb won't go off.

Sara can leave.

- What about you, Dad?
- Carlos stays here.

You can't both get out.

- Don't worry.
- No.

Please... I want my father
to come out with me.

Sara.

I'm not leaving without my Dad.

Sara, listen to me.

It's all okay.

- Clear the people.
- Away from the car.

It's all okay.

You'll be fine.

Tell your mom...

and Marcos that I love them.

I love them more than anything.

I did actually know
what we were selling.

We knew that those investments
were a fraud and yet...

we sold them.

I sold them...

I'm sorry.

No, no, please.

Sara, please. You have to go.

No, Dad.

Be careful.

Now go.

Get up, please.

Gently, gently.

Run.

Run, Sara, please.

Sara, I can't take any more.
Go, please.

Go.

- Clear the people.
- Away from the car.

He's released the girl!

- Go ahead, go.
- Clear the people.

Now there's only you and me left.

If I don't get my money
this will be the end of both of us.

- Someone climbed inside the car.
- Are you alright?

- Son of a bitch.
- Look at my hand.

Look at my hand.

Away from the car!

What the hell do you want?

My money, I want my money.

And I know how to get it.

Nobody expects you to go back to
the branch. It's closed now.

I'll defuse the bomb
and we'll both go inside.

You'll access the system and transfer
the rest of the money to me.

It's useless.

By now they'll have cancelled
my access code.

And there's an army
of cops behind us.

That's enough.

That's enough, please.

Let's see what they want.

Answer it.

Carlos...

- Yes?
-This is Belén.

I am sorry we doubted you.

I'm sorry, really.

Is that man listening to me now?

Yes, he is.

Lucas...
I know your name is Lucas.

We know what happened to your wife

and I understand why you're so angry.

But what you're doing
isn't the solution.

Right.

A nice speech.

But you, police, still work

for those who screw us every day.

You're a mining engineer.

You can defuse the bombs.

We know what you want to do.

You don't know anything.

Someone wants to speak to you.

Lucas? This is Ana.

The sister's gone in.

Please, stop this madness.

She never would've approved of it.

I'm sorry, Ana.

I have to do something.

I need to do it.

Think about Pedro.

Do it for your son's sake.

Please!

Believe me, Ana.

I'm doing it for my wife,
for Pedro,

for you, for lots of people...

because what they did to us
isn't fair.

I know I'm asking
a lot from you, but...

take good care of Pedro.

Lucas, no.

Take really good care of him.

Sara! Honey, are you alright?

You don't belong here!

- I want to know how my dad is.
- Sara.

- See to the girl.
- I want to know how Marcos is!

Please!

- Leave her alone.
- Dad!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything
we did to you.

You're sorry?

Now that you're as fucked
as I am, right?

How does it feel when someone takes
everything away from you?

Your family, your money, your job...

Now you know how it feels, don't you?

You were going to kill me anyway,

whether I got you the money or not.

If I got up every morning
these past two years,

it was just to get revenge
on all of you.

But you screwed it all up.

All of it.

You're right.

This doesn't make sense anymore.

Everyone on the alert!

Water won't stop the explosives.

Go! Get out of there!

Get away, go!

Get away from there, go!

Let's go.

Come on.

Put him there.

Come on, Carlos, come on.

We're losing him.

Come on, fight!

We're losing him.

Shit, harder.
Come on, Carlos, come back.

Come on.

- Come on, Carlos!
- He seems to be coming to.

- Keep fighting.
- I've got him.

Well done.

Are you alright?

How's my son?

He's in the hospital, with Marta.

- He's stable.
- And Sara?

And Sara?

Look.

Want to get up?

Let's go.

- Yes?
Carlos?

This is Mario Contreras.

The new managing director
at the bank.

Listen,

I have the difficult task
of changing the bank's image

after everything that happened...

I'd like to meet up.

Can I ask what for?

You fired me... and sued me.

Unlike the old management,

I appreciate the way
you handled the situation.

You proved you have initiative.

I'd like you to come back
and join our new team.

Right.

I know you still
haven't found another job,

and in view of what happened
I dare say it won't be easy,

but we want to change,
to give other values priority.

They're to be like family...