All language subtitles for Rififi S01E02.en

Mr. Kourtidis!

The... The deposit boxes!

You're still considering it?

What do you mean, "still"?

What changed
to stop me thinking about it?

I started looking for cases
like mine...

or similar to mine:

people that had been crushed
by the banks and the system.

That's how I found Nikos.

I'm painting a house just up the road...

and while the first coat is drying...

I thought I'd drop by to say hi.

Michalis...

I'm going to my sister in Patras.

They need help with the souvlaki shop.

What about the kids?

Anthoula has written you off
because of your stupidity.

-And now I can't even see my grandkids!
-We're going over this again?

And Vakis.

Then sit around doing nothing,
tough guy...

while they seize our house!

My pension can only stretch so far.

So, are you going to help me or not?

Alas...

when I give my word,
I never take it back.

-Come on, Frosso!
-Maria!

Mrs. Olga?

ATHENS

THE HEIST OF THE CENTURY

OVERDUE DEBTS: FORECLOSURES
AND REPOSSESSIONS ON THE RISE

PATISSERIE

UNIFORMS, CONES, BARS, BADGES
WITH LOGOS OF "ETYDAP S.A."

BANK ENTRANCE

HUGE FORTUNES WERE TAKEN
FROM 301 SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES

HEIST FROM THE INSIDE

DEPOSIT BOXES WERE FOUND
AT THE TUNNEL'S EDGE

HEIST OF THE CENTURY - 2 WELL-KNOWN
MERCHANTS BEHIND THE GRAND SCAM

The series is inspired by true stories

Go on.

Now.

Move it, move it.

Let's go, move it.

Come on, come on.

Keep going.

Move it.

Come on, cross the street.

Keep going.

-Mr. Kourtidis?
-Yes?

You said that the bank alarm went off
twice over the weekend.

-Yes.
-Yes...

-You didn't notice anything suspicious?
-Nothing whatsoever.

Ask the police officers
who came with me.

I left my house in my pajamas
to come here and check.

But you only checked the ground floor.

-Why?
-Because everything looked normal.

There were no signs of a break-in.

How should I know
what was happening underneath?

-I see.
-You see?

-Awesome job!
-Sorry, what did you say?

You should tell the reporters
that the robbers did an excellent job.

Tell them the police congratulate
the robbers for their flawless plan!

And when you finally catch them,
ask for their autographs too!

-Mr. Kourtidis...
-Yes?

I suggest you calm down and think about
what you'll say in your deposition.

And be very precise with the details.

-Because everything depends on that.
-On what?

On the details.

RIFIFI

All Five Together or None

Why all this charade
with the fake names, Olga?

You think that's the only lie
she's told?

If you say you're not
an Olympiakos fan, I'll flip out!

-That's your problem?
-You don't think it's serious?

The only lie I told you was my name.

I believe you. Come on,
we've known each other for so long!

-Isn't it so?
-No, it isn't.

I feel like I don't know you.

Like I met you today. And what
I've seen, I don't like it at all.

-You don't mean that.
-What exactly don't I mean?

That Vicky, Maria, and Frosso
are basically Brigant Davelis?

That she exploited
the pain of three people...

and pretended to care, just to recruit
three losers to rob a bank?

-Did he just call me a loser?
-Don't shout, you idiot!

-They'll throw us in jail.
-And you care why?

-Aren't you already in?
-Why, are you out?

-What, now you're a psychologist?
-Nikos...

I never considered you losers.

Yes, I approached you to say
what I said today.

But I grew attached to you
and to your families.

And if I hadn't seen that you suffer
as much as I do...

I wouldn't have suggested it.

At first, I didn't want
to get attached.

But as time went on, it happened.

And once I was attached,
it was very hard to tell you...

why I introduced myself
with a fake name.

Anyway, it's pointless to talk about it
now.

Everyone should just think about
what they feel and what they know...

and decide.

Fine, say we did it.

What do you think will happen then?

Banks will disappear?

This specific one, yes.

You have three days to decide.

If you're in, I'll expect all three
of you at the address I gave you...

on Friday, 11 p.m.

What I mean to tell you is...

if we do it, we all do it.

If even one person is out,
we don't do anything.

So...

Friday night,
it's either all five of us, or none.

Which five?
There are only three of us.

Five.

-Three.
-You'll have to find two more.

Trusted ones.

Ones you'd put your hand
in the fire for.

Like I do for you.

Bye, Mrs. Olga.

-Do you want me to bring you something?
-What do we owe you?

-It's alrea...
-Never mind, we got it.

You got a piece of paper and a pen?

What are you writing there?

The address of the yard and the day
we'll meet, so I won't forget.

How could you forget,
are you that busy?

I don't want to mix up the lakes,
what's it to you?

-Thanks, buddy.
-You're welcome.

Learn the address and toss the paper.
You never know.

-They might tie us to it.
-You're already tied to it.

Are we gonna keep it up
with this bullshit now?

-I'm out.
-Hey, what do you mean "out"? Wait.

When something might happen that could
change all our lives for the better...

and for that to happen we have
to be all five...

-you don't get to decide alone.
-First of all, we're not five.

There's only three of us. And the fact
that we have to go find two more...

makes it even more likely
we'll end up in prison.

So only his life will become better...

because he'll have four new friends
to keep him company behind bars.

Second, I alone decide for my life.

So you decided to live life
as you do now?

In the end, even if nothing happens,
even if we succeed in nothing...

at least we'll be left with...
I don't know... moral satisfaction.

Let me share my own experience since
I've been listening to you for so long.

There is no satisfaction in prison.

When you're outside,
you can talk big, act tough.

But I'm honestly telling you,
there's nothing worse.

The worst you can imagine about prison
doesn't even come close.

Life is about risk, man.

Risk when you have something to lose.
We have nothing to lose.

So you agree with me. If you've got
nothing to lose, why hesitate?

You didn't hear a word I just said,
did you? You've got nothing to lose?

I don't.

Freedom,
that's the most important thing.

At least let's go hear the plan.

The plan, the plan...
Masks, guns, fill the bags with cash...

You wait outside in the car and
we take off with your crazy driving.

I don't think she's come up
with something this stupid.

Even if she's thought of something
a bit smarter...

I'm not in. I'm out.

Enjoy your profits.

And whatever happens, we've never met.

You don't know what it's like
to have the bank steal your whole life.

The bank...

stole my wife's life.

What have you lost that makes you know?

"You know"? You know shit!

Well, I'm leaving too.

What am I supposed to say now?
Nice to have met you? It was.

I'm thinking of going.

Freedom, Vakis.

Freedom.

Mr. Roumbanis?

Mr. Roumbanis, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

He's not responding.

You needn't have come for a stroll
with me today.

I know you're tired.

This is one thing that'll never change.

Besides, I like going on our strolls.

I like walking together, too.

The truth is, whenever I go for
a stroll either with you or with Vicky...

I forget everything.
Funny, now that I mention it...

it's been days since I last saw her.
She's disappeared.

Maybe I should call her.
She might need help.

Maybe she got sick. She's alone.

Vicky's fine. Well, not fine per se...

-What?
-I said, she's a grown woman.

Don't worry about her.
She knows how to take care of herself.

Sometimes...

I think maybe
if I just pushed forward once...

maybe your life and dad's would change.

What are you saying?

There are times...

when I feel...

I feel like a faulty machine...

that just creates expenses constantly.

I'm not saying it's my fault.
I was just born. That's all.

But on the other hand, I can't.

I can't not think about it,
when we're losing our home.

And you and Dad have to pay
for my disability.

Stop it, Christina! I'd better not
catch you saying such things again!

Do you hear me? Never!

Never!

Do you hear me?

You... You, my love,
are the joy of our lives.

Since Mom passed,
I see her in your eyes and your smile.

And Dad feels the same.

Come on, I don't ever want
to hear such talk again!

Let me tell you something else.

We're the disabled ones.

Because we can't share anything.

Not the streets, not the sidewalks,
not our tavernas...

with someone who's different from us.

But our disability isn't visible.

Because it's up here... and in here.

Don't ever speak that crap again.
Ever.

Okay.

You won't ever think or say
anything like that again.

-Do you promise?
-Okay, I promise, now shut up.

Still, you should know that...

when I'm with you, I feel normal.

So do I.

-I love you so much.
-You have no idea how much I love you!

Everything will be okay, my Christina.

I promise.

I'll make sure it is.

-Hey, Odysseas.
-Hey, Manolis.

-How's business?
-Terrible.

-Yours?
-People drink, man. They drink.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Hey there. Do you want me
to get you something to eat?

Nah.

Dad, can I ask you something?

Shoot.

What's the most important thing
in life?

If you'd asked me yesterday,
I'd have said pride.

But today, after I learnt I'll turn
into frappe coffee, I'll say health.

-You got the test results?
-Yeah.

-And? What did the doctor say?
-What do you think? Early Parkinson's.

-And you sit here drinking like that?
-What do you want me to do?

I don't know. Didn't they give you
any meds? Something to slow it down?

What would they give me? They
don't even know what they're doing.

They told me to come back next week.

-And if it gets worse?
-If it gets worse...

I'll get a job at a cafe, making
frappes. Should be easy.

-Can we talk seriously now?
-What's there to talk seriously about?

What would change?
Such things are our lot in life.

Why does it have to be always us
that have that lot?

That's life, son.
You pay for your choices.

Oh, so you chose to swallow 3 Richter?

No.

You just look at your own mess,
be done with prison, fix your life.

So you really think my life can be
fixed.

Yes, why not? You didn't kill anyone.

That was by sheer luck.

Luck, yes, like the lottery.

Yes, Dad.

But the world only cares that I was
in prison, not for the reason why.

Leave off. Just get out of there
and we'll figure things out.

I'll sell the trawler
and you'll open your shop again.

What are you talking about?
I'd never let you sell your trawler.

You'd die without it.

It should stay tied up,
getting battered by the waves...

while I'm here getting battered
by Parkinson's.

You're impossible, old man.

Is there anything bigger in life
than laughing at everything?

Make up your mind, Dad:
laughing, health, or pride?

There's no distinction between such
things, what comes first, what next.

Do whatever your heart tells you.

Whatever it tells you.

My heart, huh?

Hey there.

You're late.

Yeah...

I was doing inventory at the yard.

-Inventory?
-Everything that's in the yard.

I'm thinking of selling it.

-To whom?
-To whomever wants to buy it.

-To Karmatzis?
-To Karmatzis.

But didn't you say the money he
offered, if you take out Olga's share...

would last us for a year at most?
What happens after that?

We'll have one year, Chara.

We'll have one year to figure out
what the hell we're going to do...

because the way things are now,
in a month we won't even have that.

I'll figure something out, don't worry.

Tomorrow I'll try
with a contract that has just come up.

If we land that,
things will get better.

If not...

There's no other option.

-Did you talk to Olga? Does she agree?
-Yes, I did.

She'll think about it and let me know.

-Why won't you let me help you?
-We've been through this before.

What do you mean "been through this",
Manolis?

Our son graduates this year. Unless he
gets into school in Athens, we're done!

My father was a captain.
I know about storms.

Let me find a job too.
There's an elderly lady...

You have a home and kids to look after!
You won't be wiping old ladies' asses!

Keep your voice down!
You'll wake the kids.

-Want me to fix you a plate?
-No, I'm going to lie down.

I'll figure it out, Chara.

I'll figure it out.

FUNERAL HOME
"ANGEL"

All the paperwork, death certificate,
etc., we'll take care of.

What you're holding is the price list
for the coffin.

Whatever you prefer: mahogany, walnut...

Now, if you mind giving me information
on the deceased?

Yes. It's not for someone else.

I'm asking for myself.

Ah... for you.

But you're...

alive.

You're still young.

You're very kind.

But I know very well what I am.

And when that moment comes...

I want to have prepared everything
with my own two hands, by myself.

I don't want to burden my children.
You understand, don't you?

So now
we can prepare everything together.

I'll pay you in full...

and when the Lord decides
that my time has come...

my children will contact you...

to let you know...

and you'll tell them their mother
prepared everything herself.

-Rest assured.
-Thank you.

Could we go in now...

so I can choose my coffin?

Of course.

Come with me...

to choose your coffin.

-A bit shiny, aren't they?
-We just varnished them recently.

If you want matte, just say so.

This one, this one. I think...

this one is good.

Hallelujah!

You idiot, didn't I tell you
not to do that again?

-I can't believe we lost the customer!
-Watch it, asshole.

Seriously, I'll provide the dirt,
you'll provide the body.

Be grateful she didn't sue us.

-So it's my fault?
-No, it's mine.

I'm the one who jumped out of the
coffin like a goblin to scare the lady.

You scared her to death,
that young woman!

She was nuts, man.
Didn't you notice?

What sane person asks
to order their own coffin?

What sane person jumps out of coffins
to scare customers?

-I never said I was sane.
-Well, I am.

You are?
Spending all day with the dead?

Yes, it's steady income...
though with you, not that steady.

-Look at this beauty!
-Always dreamed of riding such a babe.

Me too.

I know, my feet don't reach the pedals.

-I didn't say anything.
-You were about to.

The world's unfair.

-What do you want, Ferraris for dwarfs?
-Yes, Antonis, why not?

-You know many millionaire dwarfs?
-Another injustice.

Damn, Argyris,
you know what I just remembered?

Lakis. Remember they used to say,
"Lakis, come eat your Nutella"?

Our mouths would water.
The brat never shared once.

Not even a spoonful.
Why bring him up now?

Don't you remember when he showed off
his dad's Ferrari from abroad?

Yeah, yeah, I remember.

He'd wheel it down the hill
so we could see it.

I also remember when you broke
his teeth because he mocked me.

Four teeth. Never pronounced an "s"
again. "Mommy, he punthed me".

-He and the others who joined in...
-And this is how you thank me?

By driving away my customers?
Making me go bankrupt?

Yeah! Lock it up! Come work with me!

Where? At the amusement park?
Or stealing cars, chopping them up...

and selling them for parts?

Why not? Car parts aren't bad. That's
what I know best, that's what I do.

Not that well!
You've done time twice.

Because they caught me,
not because I didn't know how.

Fine, I'll think about it.
Tomorrow you're working with me.

-Where?
-Shovel. We've got a funeral.

You'll pay off the loss
you caused me today.

Good grief!

-Hi, Nikos.
-Hello, Mr. Iakovos.

-May I come in?
-Of course, it's your house.

Nikos, there's no easy way to...

I'll pay, Mr. Iakovos.

When, Nikos? Do you know
how much has piled up? Eight!

Eight months of rent.
Where will you get the money?

I'm working, I'm not sitting around.
I'll borrow, if I must.

Look, Nikos, if you wanted to borrow,
you'd have done it by now.

When do you plan to?
When eight becomes twelve?

I need that money to live.

Come on, you own the whole building.
You expect to live off my rent alone?

You think you're the only one behind
on their rent here?

Fine. Let me pay you back with work.
The building needs painting, repairs.

The roof needs sealing.
Let's settle it that way.

Nikos, what I do with my property
is my business.

I want the rent you owe.
I understand you've had it rough.

Out of respect for your pain, I was
patient. But, understand me too.

I want my money.

If you can't pay, please move out.

May I come in?

May she come in, she asks!

What brings you here?

I stopped by your son's prep school.

What business do you have there?

I told them I came on your behalf, and
paid the month you owed and the next.

What did you just say?

Stelios?

Olga, tell me what's going on
before I lose it.

Stelios!

-You called?
-Yes, come here, my boy.

How much do we owe you?

-Mrs. Olga, I told Mr. Manolis...
-How much?

Eighty-two thousand.

Fine.

Take 85,000 and you can go.

If you want, I can stay.
I don't start the other job until next...

You can go.

Goodbye, Mr. Manolis.
Thank you. For everything.

Bye, Stelios. Take care.

-Olga, how do you dare do that?
-Manolis, listen.

Tomorrow night I've arranged
to meet the group.

We'll meet here to analyze the plan
in detail...

so the yard must be closed.

You met them?

Yes.

And how did it go?

Not well at all.

What do you mean?
Are they coming or not?

They made me think they won't.

But I believe they'll show up.

And if they don't?

Here, I have a power of attorney
for you...

authorizing you to sell the yard.

If they don't show up, you sell.

Give me back what I paid Stelios
and the prep school...

and keep the rest for you
and your family. I don't want a dime.

But please, come
by my house later today.

We'll load the car with the materials
and blueprints, bring them here.

I thought I'd come in the afternoon,
maybe there'd be fewer pigeons flying.

Remember I told you about that Frosso
woman whose house I painted?

Well, turns out her name isn't Frosso.
It's Olga.

But I suppose you know.

I suppose you know everything
that's happened these last few days.

Not knowing anything...

because you might not exist,
might be nowhere...

I can't even fathom it.

I'd rather believe
there's something out there.

And you're there, having a grand time.

And you are thinking of
and waiting for me.

You know that...

I couldn't do anything
to meet you any sooner.

Because, if I did the unthinkable,
if what they say is true...

we might never meet again.

On the other hand,
I think if things were reversed...

If you were in my shoes and I in yours...

If I saw you cleaning my grave...

I wouldn't like to see you suffer.

I'd want you to move on.
I'd want you to live.

To live your life,
to live for the both of us.

I tried.

I tried, but I couldn't.

I can't, my love, I don't know, I just...

I can't find a reason, I just...

I can't find meaning.

CLOSED DUE TO SALE

So, we set up the place so we won't be
seen. We brought the stuff over.

Now what?

Now we go home...

and tomorrow night we come back here
to meet the others.

If they all show up.

If they do.

And if they don't?

What we agreed on goes.

With the spirits of the righteous
made perfect...

grant rest to the soul of your servant,
Savior.

TO OUR BELOVED GRANDMOTHER

-Get out of here, Olga!
-No, let's see what happens.

Get out of here, I said!
Get out!

Get out, I'll kill the bastard,
go away!

Get out, goddammit! Get out!

I'll find that devil.
Where is he? Where?

Do you even understand
what that fucker did? Do you?

I told him, close the deal.
To save the bank from the takeover.

-No, Olga! Goddammit, no!
-It might not be true. Who told you?

An old classmate works
at the Ministry of Finance.

Do you understand what that means?
I'll destroy them!

-No! No!
-Get out of the way, Olga!

-No, no!
-Move, Olga!

-No, you'll kill him.
-Get out of the way, Olga!

-The kid, man!
-Give me the gun.

-Our child!
-Give me the gun.

-Our child...
-Yes, my love. Yes, sweetheart.

-The child...
-Yes, my love.

-Our child!
-Yes, my love.

Our child! Our child!

Yes, my love. Calm down.

Don't worry.

We'll find a solution.

We have so many people on our side.

-What did you say the name was?
-Eleni Vrana. You called me.

Eleni Vrana... Eleni Vrana...

Corridor G, grave 38.
Ah yes, the three-year renewal is due.

Either you continue paying rent,
or you buy the grave.

-Otherwise?
-Yes, dig up A73 and E27.

-Since they're not paying.
-Otherwise we'll exhume the body.

And you'll have to be there too.
To make sure the body's decomposed.

-Z101? Did you dig that up?
-What the hell did you just say?

Dig what up?
You're talking about a person, man!

Calm down, calm down.

That's the rules, pal. If you don't
like it, say so to the authorities.

-To hell with you!
-It's not worth it, man.

He's talking about a person!
About a human being!

-Calm down.
-Asshole!

Asshole!
He smashed everything, the asshole!

Calm down.

So... Thank you.

Thank you. We're done here.

See you. Damn idiots...

go easy on people,
they're not used to our business.

Hey tough guy, want a lift somewhere?

-In that?
-That's what I've got.

I'll pass.

You're more likely to find a sack
of gold coins than a cab here.

On the other hand, think about it.

When will you get another chance
to ride in a hearse alive?

Get over it, it's all in your head. Get
in! You'll waste your whole day here.

Listen, drop me at the amusement park.
It's on your way.

Will there be lots of kids? Don't go
on the Ballerina ride, you'll throw up.

Go to hell, will you?

I broke my back digging for you,
and now you're giving me lip.

Hop in the back so I can pick him up.

-Back where?
-The back.

I'm not going there. Gives me the
creeps. That's where they put the dead!

And in the coffins you jump in to scare
old ladies what do they put, lollipops?

Hey man! Come on!

Damn my height!

-Antonis.
-Nikos.

Argyris.

Thanks for the help earlier.

I'm not that kind of man,
but I lost my temper.

You did fine. Want me to drop you off
somewhere?

-Wherever's convenient.
-In a grave?

So you're a comedian too.
We'll get along.

Come on, let's go!

Bye.

Michalis, my man!
Where've you been, bro?

I've been waiting for two hours,
asshole!

I went to help my brother at a funeral.
He's an undertaker.

-I didn't know you had a brother.
-I do.

My brother from another father,
another mother.

Best-friend brother.

My true brother!

I'd give him my kidneys. They wouldn't
fit, not his size, but I'd give them.

-When did you get out?
-I didn't. I will, in two months.

I'm out on furlough.

I need you for a job.

What job? Let me change, then tell me.

So, let me get this straight.

A woman came,
said her name was Frosso, Vicky, Maria...

but really it was Olga.

She watched you for a while,
then approached, helped you...

stood by you,
pretended to be your friend...

and in the end dropped the bomb
that she wants your help...

to rob a bank.

She tells you to find two more
you can trust...

and tonight either you all go
and do it...

or if even one bails, it's off.

We know no details.

And you come to me...

and we both know what prison means...

and what you're going through
with your father...

to ask if I'm in.

Did I get that right?

Right.

Man...

that's awesome!

Of course I'm in!

I'm all in and then some!

-Really?
-Duh!

My spine is tingling with excitement.

And I'll bring the tall guy too.
Just tell me when and where.

I will. Tell me something else before.

That guy in the hearse with you...
Is he a friend?

No. We met him today, at the cemetery.

He couldn't find a cab, so Antonis
gave him a lift. Do you know him?

Nah... Just reminded me
of someone I know.

Seemed like a good guy.
A man in pain.

So, tell me when and where.

I can't wait to meet the gal.

If she's not too tall, I'll marry her.

-Thanks, Themis.
-You're welcome.

-Themis?
-It's on the house.

-That's not necessary.
-No, no.

You tip me so much,
let me treat you once.

Fine, Themis, I accept. Thanks.

You're welcome.

Hello?

Anthoula, it's for you.

Here, hold this.

-Yes.
-Hello, Anthoula?

-What do you want, Michalis?
-The kids, are they okay?

-They're fine. I'm working, talk fast.
-I need your help.

My father... he's getting worse.

Why don't you move back to Piraeus
and live with him?

There's room in the house.

Are you looking for a live-in carer
for your dad?

-You used to love him, Anthoula.
-I still do.

But my life is elsewhere now.

Besides, I hear you've settled down
with someone.

What bollocks!
Who told you that?

Some girl used to come help him
sometimes. That's all.

But you were seen together a few times.

What's going on, Michalis?
You get out on furlough to go on dates?

-Anthoula, it's not true, I swear.
-Don't call me again.

-What time did they say they'd be here?
-Eleven.

-It's five past eleven.
-Fine, let's go inside.

We'll give it fifteen minutes,
and if no one shows, we leave.

Mrs. Olga?

Themis?

-What are you doing here?
-I want to talk to you.

-Go ahead.
-In private.

I have no secrets from Manolis.
Speak.

So he's in the robbery too?

What are you saying, kid? What nonsense
is this? Someone might hear!

Mrs. Olga, I'm not stupid.

People may think I am
and treat me like it...

but I'm not.

Themis...

I don't know what you think you heard
or what you think you understood. But...

there's nothing here you can...

take part in.

How can I put this? This yard...

my late husband co-owned it
with Mr. Manolis here.

And since business isn't doing well,
we're preparing to sell it.

And you're waiting for the...

The... The buyers?

-Themis...
-Mrs. Olga.

From the moment I heard
what you're planning to do...

I can't think of anything else.

I keep thinking about it all the time.

If you don't want me, I'll understand
and I'll leave right away.

And I swear I'll never tell
anyone anything.

I swear on my mother's life.

But, please, don't lie to me.

Look, Themis...

go home now and get some rest...

and tomorrow I'll come have my pastry
and we'll talk, all right?

Come on, go, my boy, go.

Mrs. Olga? Maybe I should stay
in case you need help?

Help with what exactly?

Because, if things are the way
you say they are, the buyers are here.

RIFIFI

Series inspired by true stories. Some
characters, events and timeframes...

were adapted for dramatic purposes.
Some characters are fictional.

Subtitling
Elena Tsaropoulou

Technical Processing
COSMOTE TV