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Tokyo is back!

Tokyo is back!

On the ground!
Everyone on the ground!

We have to open the door, dammit!

Shoot the target, shoot the biker!

Attention, fire.

Let's go!

No! We have to cover her, dammit!

Kidnapper in range, fire.

Papa, look out!

Take cover! Behind you!

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This is fucking crazy.

What is?

All of this, papa.

It'll work out this time,
I'm telling you.

This time?

It has to work out.

-We deserve it, right?
-Of course we do.

Help, help!

Please!

The first aid kit!

The fucking first aid kit!

Cover the wound!

Look at me.

Easy.

It's a scratch on the side,
that's all.

On his side.

There's no exit hole.

The bullet's inside.

Nairobi!

-I'm here!
-For fuck's sake.

He's bleeding out.

Don't worry, son.

I've got loads of blood.

I've eaten lots of blood sausage.

Okay, hold him in place.

Berlin,

-morphine.
-Relax.

-Here we go. Okay.
-Ready!

I'm starting a line for him.

Okay,

-Here.
-Let me, let me.

Come on, come on.

Pull this, Denver.

Wait, wait!

I'm starting a line for him.

Breathe slowly.

Breathe slower.

-His pulse is shooting up.
-Gauze!

That's it.

Relax, Moscow.

Moscow, relax.

Listen,
you're going to be okay.

Right? You'll be okay.

-Yes.
-Right?

It's okay, Moscow.

It's okay, Moscow.

Relax.

Relax.

They put three bullets in him, Rio.

Three bullets.

TUESDAY 07:35 PM

HOUR 105 OF THE HEIST

-Son of a bitch.
-Raquel.

I broke free.

I could have escaped.

I could have killed you, Raquel.

You didn't believe that polygraph either.

Look,
this proves that I'm telling the truth.

You just fucked up
with this act of love,

because
I'm putting you away for 80 years.

Get up.

Slowly.

Hands on your head and turn around.

Don't move...
What the hell are you doing?

Don't move. Don't move!

I said don't move!

Hands on your head!

Not a single step more.

Raquel, I'm not stopping.

You're going to have to kill me.

Fuck!

Son of a bitch, my phone!

Three bullets!

They put three bullets in his
stomach!

We must call a doctor.

There's nothing we can do.

It's time to keep a cool head,
Tokyo.

I'm not just thinking about Moscow.

-I'm going to call the Professor.
-The Professor is gone!

I've called many times.
He's not in the hangar.

I don't know where he is!

-We must call Inspector Murillo.
-We can't do it!

You know.
It's not part of the plan.

What plan?

You know what my plan was?

To kill you.

But Moscow is the one dying.

So don't tell me what's not
part of the fucking plan.

This is Colonel Prieto speaking.

I'd like to speak
with Inspector Murillo, please.

The CNI has taken charge.

Colonel,

It's Fonollosa.

I'd like to ask
what you're wearing

but no time for chit-chat,

since you just put three bullets
in our man.

I want a surgeon in here.

Now.

Do you know what I want?

For you to stop fucking with me.

You pulled Silene Oliveira
out of a police van

and got her back in the mint.

You placed explosive devices that,
thank God,

didn't work.

Do you really think can make requests?

Look,
it was a clean rescue on our part.

You guys started shooting.

It would be nice of you
to help save this man's life.

Listen carefully.

If you want to save him,
bring him through the main door, unarmed,

and an ambulance will be waiting for him.

We're not turning our man in,
Colonel.

Then you'll have another corpse
on your hands.

Have you tracked down the inspector?

We're working on it.

SAN GABRIEL HILLS 12 LOT SPECIAL
DARE TO DREAM OF YOUR NEW LIFE

Helsinki,

how does it look?

It's not a shot in the leg.

The stomach is a bad area,
Moscow.

Very bad.

We need a surgeon.

Honestly,

how much time do we have?

Hours.

Eleven.

Twelve, thirteen.

Without a surgeon
there's nothing we can do.

How many times was I hit?

Three, Papa.

Three times.

Some mess I've got down there.

Moscow,

-What?
-They won't send in a surgical team.

But we have an ambulance out there
to take you to the hospital.

You can tell them
that they can go fuck themselves,

because I'm not going back to jail.

That hole

it's almost finished

to get to the other side.

That's ten hours of work.

Get digging.

I'll hang in here, okay?

Hang in there, Papa.

I'll open that tunnel
even if I have to headbutt my way through.

People,

we're getting out of here.

There was a shootout. What happened?

Moscow is full of holes.

Three gunshots.

Where?

In the stomach.

I don't think they hit his liver.

I don't know about the rest.

How is it looking?

Fucked.

But Moscow says he won't go out.

That we can finish the tunnel soon.

I have the Serbs here.

We're going to start digging
from this side too.

And I'll find the Ukrainian doctor.

Anyway you have to get out
as soon as possible.

I've been discovered, Andres.

I don't know how long before the
police show up.

Any news?

What's the matter?

What's he doing here?

Someone will tell me what is going on?

Did you know Sergio Marquina,
the Professor, is Salva?

The mastermind of the heist.

The man you've been seeing
at the bar for five days.

Yes.

I found out a few hours ago.

You got a call from that man.

He called
from the station in Canillas,

where he was in custody.

Minutes later you arrived.

You made a scene
to get him out of there,

and destroyed his fingerprints.

I didn't know who he was.

The evidence you destroyed

identified him
breaking into the police car

to threaten the Russian
in order to avoid the facial composite.

The man who erased the fingerprints

on the car found in the junkyard

from which Angel took a teaspoon
that proved him guilty

before having a fatal accident.

You took him
to the gang's house in Toledo, right?

You put him in my car,

where I kept the only legal evidence
I found in the house.

The paper from the fireplace
and the evidence disappeared.

Apparently after leaving
Inspector Vicuña unconscious,

and when Angel did his job
and reported his suspicions,

you dropped him
from the investigation.

And to top it off,
while destroying your partner,

you were screwing
the leader of the gang.

Fine.

Fine.

First of all,

that man can't be here.

He has a restraining order.

So if he's not 500 feet away from me
in five minutes,

I'll have him arrested.

I didn't know who he was.

And I'll prove it.

I can tell you where he's hiding.

TUESDAY 10:15 PM

THREE HOURS SINCE THE SHOOTOUT

What the fuck did you do?

You left my mother at a roundabout?

You had me believe she was a bitch.

It was her or us.

I won't break your skull

because we need you to get out.

When we get out,

you and I are nothing.

Two strangers,

Denver

and Moscow.

Fuck!

Can anyone tell me
what the fuck this is?

Please,

not like that.

We said little rolls
of a million each, please.

Max it out, dammit.

We'll keep printing bills
for a few more hours.

Then stop the machines and erase the logs.

I want everybody working to the max!

We're getting out of here!

That's right.

I've been told of another very good place

at the Federal Reserve.

Come here a minute.

How's Moscow?

He's stable.

We still have a few hours,
don't we?

Should we start making 500 euro bills?

The 500 euro bills are
for Russians and tacky people.

I'm not Russian. Do I look tacky?

My tastes might be questionable but...

Berlin, are we printing them or not?

100 and 200 euro bills.

Torres!

Torres,

stop the machines,

change the plates,

and start making 100 and 200 bills.

Yes, ma'am.

You like to jump puddles
from one stone to another

and every time you step a stone sinks.

You're leaving dead bodies
by the roadside.

Was it your idea or your boyfriend's
to rob the armored car?

Well, now your boyfriend is dead

and so is your mother.

I'm sure you knew the pain
you were causing your mother.

I thought I'd never see you again.

What's the matter?

He told me.

I leave dead bodies behind
wherever I go.

Berlin kicked me out
and I came back.

And I've put everyone's lives in
danger.

I just had to come back, didn't I?

And now the dead body is Moscow.

Moscow isn't a dead body, okay?

He'll make it.

and we'll get out of here together.

I'm a black cat
that curses the people it crosses.

No.

You're a black panther,

my black panther.

How are you?

Right now I'm fucking great.

You have no fucking idea
how much I love you.

No fucking idea.

I love you too.

I have missed you.

Let's start getting the money out of here.

Come on, come on!

The ones in other room, too!

Ariadna, Ariadna.

Not you.

Come.

Put that down.

Denver.

Denver!

Listen,

Denver, you have to stop.

-It's pointless.
-What?

Put the pick down

and convince your father
to turn himself in.

He has to get to a hospital.
He can't wait.

This tunnel is the only way
out and I'm leaving with my father.

You know why?

Why?

Because when we get out of here

you won't be wearing
a red jumpsuit anymore.

You'll be dressed in white,

gorgeous.

And I'll be waiting at the altar.

And I need him to be there by my side,

and to see it.

For him to grab me by the shoulder
and get goosebumps, okay?

I'm not stopping.

I'm not stopping.

So, shall we do this?

Let's do this!

-Let's do it!
-Let's go.

Just a bit more!

-Just a little more, dammit!
-Just a bit, Rio!

Less than two meters!

Have you thought about my proposal?

A short but passionate love story

in a tropical country.

And a proper inheritance.

Eight hundred million euros
that go to you.

That's the least important part,
Berlin.

I like the idea of going away with you

but it makes me sad because

you're going to die.

You'll make a gorgeous widow.

We have to get married.

Right, Ariadna?

I've never done it

dressed in white

at night.

How about on a beach,

under the stars, in a wild ritual
with lots of light,

and lots of fire.

Beautiful.

Would you marry me, Ariadna?

I'm sure some people think
that living with a dying man

is boring and

they're wrong.

It's the opposite.

It's going all in.

Driving without the safety belt on.

Riding a motorcycle without a
helmet.

Scuba diving without an oxygen tank.

Letting go of the reins for good,
no limits.

What about babies?

What do you think? Some mini Berlins
running along the beach.

Just kidding.

So the address you gave us
is where Mr. Marquina

supposedly set up his operations center.

In that cider bar, right?

Yes.

What's this?

It's a warehouse.

There's nothing in there.

A beat-up car, junk.

But no sign of an operations center.

Are you sure about the address
you gave us?

Of course I am.

I was there.

What were you doing there?

Making love.

Our first rule was no names,

no personal relationships.

The Professor had envisioned
a heist with no attachments,

but when I saw him there,

smiling at me,

I realized that he was
the closest thing to a father

that I had ever had.

What's so funny,

big guy?

Your bright ideas.

Escaping

just to come back to the factory.

You know it.

Dressed like a cop and everything.

Like James Bond.

That must have really pissed them.

He's shaking.

Moscow. Hey.

He's white as the snow in Stalingrad.

He's got a pulse of 35.

He needs a transfusion.
Get the plasma.

-Moscow.
-Come on.

O-negative.

Hey.

-Over here.
-Moscow.

There we go, you're with us.

It's okay. Are you okay?

It's okay, you're with us.

You're right here with us, okay?

WEDNESDAY 07:02 AM

11 HOURS SINCE THE SHOOTOUT

How's the tunnel going?

We're really close.

Hey, dear.

Girl.

Why don't you get some rest?

-Alright?
-Alright.

Let's go.

Here you go, keep working.

Inspector.

I'm afraid she can't answer the phone.

She's investigated for
collaboration in the heist

and obstruction of justice.

But surely you already know that,

I mean, since you have
such a special relationship.

We know who you are, Salva.

Or should I say,

Sergio Marquina.

So there's no need for you to use
that GPS voice anymore.

Colonel Prieto,

We have a man dying here
because of your gunfire.

If you don't send a doctor in now,

you'll have signed his sentence.

The only one who signed
his sentence is you.

His and that of all the people whose lives
you're destroying with this heist.

Including your friend, the inspector.

How can you bear having
that on your conscience?

Look, if you want

to chat about our conscience,
we can do so later.

But right now we need a doctor.

There will be no "later", Mr. Marquina.

We know you're close.

And we know the location
of the three antennas

that recorded your calls
to the inspector over the last five days.

We'll search every house.

And when you least expect it,
we'll be knocking on your door.

So stop complicating things
and surrender.

Like I told the inspector,

surrendering was never an option.

I'll be here waiting.

Not everyone is letting us
into their homes.

Many people are on their side.
They're heroes on TV.

We're the guys who want to catch them.

Call Judge Andrade
and request a search warrant.

We can't bust into 10,000 homes.

The antennas cover an 850-meter radius.
We have to narrow it down.

Fine, we'll narrow it down.

But call Judge Andrade
and request a search warrant.

I see you've got it all under control.

I don't understand what I'm doing here.

-Am I under arrest?
-No, you're not under arrest.

You're being investigated.

Okay,

then I'm leaving.

Inspector.

Before you leave,
turn in your badge and your gun.

Tap my phone if you want!

Wait, wait.

You go ahead,
I'll get you a new jumpsuit.

Hi.

Ari.

Why did you sabotage the escape plan?

Because of Denver?

You hit Arturo
because you two have something.

-Monica, did he force you?
-No.

Why are you with him?

Because I love him.

Because I love him, I know

it may sound ridiculous.

You might think it's crazy but...

it's real.

It's real, Ari.

It's the first time someone has

looked me in the eye and is honest.

He really loves me.

And you...

you're with Berlin?

Just for survival.

I thought they were killing people.

And that they had killed you too.

I thought I was saving myself.

Come here.

Berlin disgusts me, he makes me sick.

And now the asshole thinks
I have feelings for him,

that we are living a love story.

He wants me to marry him
when we get out,

to take care of him.

He's sick.

I know.

And are you going to do it?

It'll only be a year.
I don't know, we're going

to travel the world.

Living like kings.

And going...

to fancy places and that's it.

Thousands of people
accept these proposals every day.

Ari...

But is it worth it?

I'm going to keep all of his money.

He fucked up my life, Monica.

I take four tranquilizers a day
just to be able to bare his presence.

He raped me.

He raped me.

When he's by my side
and he can no longer move,

when he has only me,

I'll tell him what a son of bitch he is
for all he's done to me.

The calls made by the suspect
over the last five days

were recorded by these three antennas,
located here,

here and here. except the one he made
from the Canillas police station.

You were right. It's a wide radius.

Gomez, ask telecom
to triangulate the signal

to limit the suspect's area of activity.

Everything would be easier
if Angel was here.

He's the only one who knows
the exact location of the hideout.

The inspector was
at the edge of the abyss,

balancing herself
to avoid falling into it for good.

Thinking about how ridiculous it was

to have gone from inspector to suspect
in a couple of minutes.

And she decided to do what her mother
had so often told her to do.

Chase after the bad guys.

Subtitle translation by Andrés M.

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