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Your explanation
doesn't make sense to me.

My explanation is just fine, officer.

The fact that you don't want
to understand...

makes me feel
that I'll need a lawyer.

Now let's see what we're going to do.

So, from this point here
we go down into the manhole...

and basically we end up
under the street.

We'll need to dig 25 meters deep.

Meaning if we dig 25 meters, we come
out at the safety deposit boxes?

No, at 25 meters we'll come up
on the wall...

that separates us from the boxes.

A concrete wall,
60 centimeters thick.

And another 2 centimeters,
a steel plate.

As we move forward with the digging,
at the same time we'll be laying rails.

On the rails we'll have a small cart,
so that we can remove the rubble fast.

These are the boxes. I want us
to open as many as we can.

We'll have a van
right above the manhole opening.

Whatever comes out of the manhole
goes straight into the van.

We leave the generator and the tools
in the tunnel...

and we head off.

It's time for you to tell us
whether you're in or not.

I'm in.

I'm in.

In, damn it!

I'm...

in.

-I'm in.
-I'm in.

Chara?

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

Dozens of customers who kept
safety deposit boxes at the bank...

have gathered here since this morning,
in order to be informed...

about what exactly has happened
to their property.

Feelings of despair and anger
are written all over their faces.

-Good morning.
-Does it look like a good morning?

Is that how good mornings look like?

-Do you keep a safety deposit box here?
-Yes.

-Did they take many things from you?
-I don't know, girl.

We've been here for three hours.
No one has told us anything.

Neither how many boxes were broken
into, nor which ones.

We're ruined!
We lost our property!

As you've heard, people
are furious about the silence...

maintained
by the bank's administration.

The same stance, so far,
is also being kept by the police.

It's the first time something like this
has happened in our country.

An unprecedented incident,
which has been described as...

"the heist of the century".

According to exclusive information
coming from a reliable source...

from within the bank's circle...

Should we call
for more police officers?

I see they're in a violent mood.

That's all we needed now,
for them to get inside too!

In the last big crisis
we went through ten years ago...

we avoided a takeover thanks to you.

And now, again thanks to you,
I don't see us avoiding it.

What do you mean, Mr. President?
Is it my fault the heist happened?

The alarm had been ringing
since Friday.

You yourself came here twice
and didn't notice a thing.

Meanwhile, they were here digging
right under your nose.

I beg to differ!
They weren't digging under my nose.

They were digging five meters
below ground.

The truth is, Mr. President,
that whoever was in his position...

would never have imagined
what was going on at the time.

But properly evaluating
your associates and employees...

who are not five meters underground
but in the neighboring offices...

-Your mind could have worked that out.
-What do you mean?

I mean it's impossible
for those who did the heist...

not to have had an accomplice
here in the bank.

How did they know where to dig
and where to enter from?

Please, Mr. President, my value
in this bank...

Your value, Kourtidis, is equal
to the value of the bank you manage.

And the value of our bank
has been devalued to such an extent...

that, lest it disappears completely,
it'll be sold for peanuts.

In any case, gentlemen...

what matters most right now
is to find a way...

to avoid the crisis.

And the allocation of responsibilities
can wait for later, am I right?

We must put a bounty on the
perpetrators of 200,000,000 drachmas.

That way we show customers that
we respect the loss of their property...

and that we're doing everything
in our power to find the perpetrators...

and therefore the stolen goods.

We compensate customers whose boxes
were stolen with 5 million drachmas.

With all due respect, Mr. President,
we never mention anywhere...

any possible involvement
of bank employees in the robbery.

This stigma must never fall on us.

Right! It is enough that the media
have been dropping hints...

and creating impressions.

Then sue them for defamation.

You're the lawyer,
that's why you're paid.

And you're paid to find solutions.
We want journalists on our side.

Otherwise they'll hang our balls
out to dry.

Do you have a serious solution
to propose?

Because the only serious ideas
didn't come from you, but from him.

I see; and do you believe that
with this proposal we'll stop...

the bank's bleeding? Because to me
this looks like bloodletting.

-I don't follow.
-I'll explain, sir.

Ten years ago, by a stroke of luck
and mere coincidence...

100 million drs were found and the bank
was spared the takeover.

Do you think that now, when depositors
and shareholders are leaving us...

with 200 million drs as a bounty
the bank will be saved?

But that money won't be leaving
the bank immediately, Mr. Kourtidis.

It will be handed out
if the perpetrators are found.

And if the perpetrators are found
along with the stolen goods...

we regain our lost credibility,
which means...

more depositors, more shareholders,
more investors.

And then the 200 million drs
won't be a problem anymore.

The 200 million drs won't be
a problem.

-What about the 1.5 billion? Will it?
-What?

-What 1.5 billion drs?
-It's math 101, sir.

301 boxes times 5,000,000 drs each,
comes to a bit more...

than 1.5 billion.
And moreover, that amount...

will have to be paid immediately.
So I don't see...

how this solution will save the bank.

We're trying to save
whatever can be saved, Kourtidis.

And the only thing that definitely
can't be saved is your head. Got it?

RIFIFI
Secrets of the trade

And why wasn't I supposed to know?

-Don't you trust me?
-I didn't want to burden you too...

and have you constantly thinking
where such a risk would lead.

Yes, we didn't want you
to be pressured too.

But we had no other solution.
We thought long and hard...

before making such a move.

And you're sure you can trust them?

They've been burnt too.

Whatever they had to lose,
they've already lost.

Yes, besides, we did research,
we didn't go in blind.

They're good people.

So, you mean to say...

you're setting up this big scheme
to harm those in power.

About time, isn't it?

They've ruined us.

And what name will this chain
of scrap yards have?

We haven't decided that yet.

First we'll sort out the legal details
of the partnership with the lawyers...

and then we'll look for a name.
It's not important.

What can I say?

Good luck, guys.

I hope everything goes smoothly.

So we might see a good day.

Everyone must be trained in this.

The training will take place
at hours and days that suit us all.

We don't want anyone to miss work
or any of their obligations.

Girlfriends, prisons, and so on.

Like we said, we don't draw attention.

You may begin, Michalis.

Damn it! Now I understand
how my father felt.

-Give it to me, man!
-What?

-I said, gimme!
-Take it.

Leave it! Get out of here!

There you go, you useless idiots.
I'm a natural at this.

He's celebrating for drilling concrete.

Let's see you drill a hole, then,
house painter - graphic designer.

Get out of here!

Alright, moving on.
Themis, your turn.

Oxy-acetylene welding.
A very basic tool.

Especially for drilling metal...

but also for opening boxes,
if we struggle with the crowbar.

Alright, guys... My specialty.
Watch your eyes.

If you have a steady hand,
the metal will melt like butter.

Attention! Never ever point
the torch at the tanks because...

they'll go boom.

Can we point it somewhere else?

-Don't... make jokes like that.
-Let him blow off steam.

He misses his girlfriend and says crap
like that to clear his head.

You may see it as a game,
but I take it seriously.

-Show us, Michalis.
-Yeah, Argyris.

-You're always at his face, stop it!
-Alright, man, we were just joking.

Are you done? So...

the tanks always stay upright
and well secured.

The gas is dangerous.
Okay?

Argyris?

This is what we need.

-Done.
-Are you sure?

There's never been a vehicle
that could resist me.

-Why are you ducking?
-Screw you, tall guy.

Shut up, you'll wake the guard,
idiot!

Oops!

The guard isn't sleeping.

Yeah... I wouldn't be sleeping either.

-What do you want, man?
-I want to see too.

-This isn't for kids.
-Let me see, man!

There's someone out there!

Calm down, come on.

Calm down. Be quiet.

Are you sure?

I saw him. He was terrifying.

Screw you, stupid girl!

That's what she was doing
when we interrupted.

Sweetheart, I don't see anything.

Look carefully, I saw him!

-You didn't see anyone, baby, okay?
-I saw someone!

-I looked.
-I did see someone!

-No, you didn't.
-Yes, I did.

-No, you didn't.
-Did too!

You didn't see anyone.

But...

I saw a man...

You didn't see anything.
But you'll see something now!

Hooray! Tall guy,
I've spotted the target.

Go where we said and keep watch,
and I'll come get you.

My shoes!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Come on, straight ahead. Come on.

Come on.

-Stop.
-Does it drive itself?

It's Kit's cousin.

-What's that?
-Michael Knight's cousin on stilts.

That explains it.

There you go, that's the trade secrets.

-Neat, huh?
-Bravo, Argyris!

The van is here... Nikos.

You taking over?

And so we begin.

Natasha? Come here.
These are last year's.

Swell.

-How's it going, Michalis?
-All's good, sir.

Just tell your daughter...

to let go of the clutch once in
a while, not step on it all the time.

Only when she changes gear
or when she's about to stop the car.

-So it doesn't stall.
-Alright, Michalis, I'll tell her.

But, as you know, women and cars...

-Will you be done today?
-Yes, yes. You'll drive off in this.

Alright then.

Warden?

About that furlough I asked you
for before Christmas...

Twenty days, Michalis?
Are you serious?

Twenty days isn't furlough,
it's being released from prison.

Warden, I need
to take my father to doctors.

That damn Parkinson's
has destroyed him.

And he keeps coming up
with new ailments.

Like your daughter's car,
he's gone downhill.

Now he's telling me about burning
and blood when he urinates.

-Probably the prostate.
-Alright, I'll work on it.

But twenty days, my boy?
That's a lot!

If it were ten days,
that would be feasible.

So we can't do anything, then.

Uh... that car you told me about,
your cousin's?

The one that stalls for no reason,
if I remember right?

There's always a reason. What if I find
it? Maybe something can be done?

If it weren't for my father,
I wouldn't be asking.

I told you I'll take care of it.

-How's it going, Odysseas?
-It's going.

People are drinking.

-Good evening.
-Have a good night.

Hey, babe, not inside the house.

-Why not? It won't be the first time.
-The smell bothers Christina.

Then my old man starts too,
and we end up fighting.

-Let's go to the yard then.
-In this freezing cold? Stay here.

Let's cuddle. In a bit
I'll take you for a third round.

I don't see you much lately.

-Have you found another woman?
-What would I need another for, love?

-You're worth ten of them.
-Yeah...

but you've been canceling
a lot of dates lately.

-And I'll cancel even more.
-Seriously? Why?

Well, it's the holiday season,
so double shifts are about to start.

Come on, Vakis, will I be all alone
during the holidays?

And what am I supposed to do, Jessie?
It's a wholesale market.

At night we load the trucks.
By the time we're done, it's dawn.

I have to sleep for a few hours too.
I have no choice but to see you less.

-Great!
-What do you want me to do?

I have to help my family.

And you'll be loading crates
all night?

-All for one day's pay?
-Night pay.

We're talking total backbreaking work,
huh?

You don't know the half of it!

I find it very heroic.

And sexy.

Do you now?

You promised me a third round.

Vakis always keeps his promises.
Come here, girl.

Manolis? I'm taking off
for a few hours.

Brief them about the rest.

What do you make of things?
Are they coming along?

What we're about to do
is so crazy...

that we might actually pull it off.

-Michalis?
-Yes.

You need to call home.

-Why? What happened?
-It's your father.

I found him fallen in the yard.

He went out, he says, to pull weeds
so the house wouldn't look abandoned.

Was he injured?

Luckily it's not a fracture.
I called a doctor.

He absolutely refused to go
to the hospital by ambulance.

-Stubborn like always!
-Everything's fine, don't worry.

Maria is here.

Yes, but if Maria hadn't come...

you would you have lain in the yard
for how long?

Michalis, I don't mean
to stress you more...

but if he can't stay alone,
a solution needs to be found.

Alright, Olga.

I'll see what I can do. Thank you.

I'll make one more call.

Get Anthoula on the phone.

Hey, fuck off, go get Anthoula for me!
"She's busy"!

Hey! Behave!

Jerk!

Hello, Anthoula?

Don't hang up, please!
Don't hang up, it's an emergency.

This is the address of the warehouse
with ETYDAP materials.

There's no guard.

You'll see some broken windows.

You push and go in.

Careful!

You stay there. We'll hand you
things to pass to Themis.

-He'll put them in the van.
-Ok, got it.

You grab suits, helmets,
flashlights, gloves, cones...

walkie-talkies
and whatever else is written here.

Damn it, nothing fits me!

-Yours will be custom-made.
-Screw you!

Calm down, man. Your blood rushes
to your head very fast.

The route is short,
so mind yourselves!

Cut it out! Get serious already!

Nikos is right, let's finish up,
or we'll be here till morning.

If they catch us, what will we say?
We're looking for carnival costumes?

Good evening, my colleague.

Shh! Idiots, not a sound!
We're screwed!

-What happened?
-An ETYDAP employee showed up.

-He's talking to Themis.
-If you're taking the piss...

I'll headbutt your balls so hard,
they'll reach your nostrils!

Take that.

He's telling the truth.

-You look smart, you'll come like that?
-Where?

To fix the pipe that burst
on Michalakopoulou Street.

The road's flooded
like a river overflowed.

We're going
to work our asses off there at night.

-No, I'm assigned another job.
-Ah, okay.

You got what you wanted?
You took it from the warehouse?

Uh... yes, I did.

Alright, I'm going to get the tools
too. Good luck, then.

Hey, man, the door won't unlock.

I must've taken the wrong key.
Can you come unlock it with yours?

Oh, damn it! It broke!

Damn it, everything's a mess
in this country!

Not even locks work properly!

What do we do now?

There's a station further down.

Could you go notify them and ask them
to bring us another key?

-Me?
-Who else, me? You broke it.

-I have to go, I've got work.
-What, and I don't?

The more you delay, you'll need
a canoe to cross Michalakopoulou.

Well, can't you go like this?

What am I supposed to do like this
over there?

Go to Michalakopoulou
and suck water with a straw?

-Do you need many tools?
-No, man.

If I needed a lot, would I have come
on a motorbike? I want two clamps...

two helmets and 3-4 small hoses.

Alright then, go in through
the side window, it's open.

-Is it high?
-There are some pallets. Climb up.

What did you do, you idiot?
Do you realize what you did?

You told him the whole plan?
How we got into the warehouse?

-What were you thinking?
-I thought that...

if he enters the warehouse
the way we did...

if someday the shit hits the fence
and someone realizes...

that someone entered the warehouse,
that someone will be him, not us.

And if it so happens? Won't the guy get
in trouble through no fault of his own?

Why would he get in trouble?
He's a real ETYDAP employee.

He went in for actual ETYDAP work,
he's not like us.

-Themis, you're a genius.
-The key you broke?

-Was it your house key?
-Do I look like an idiot?

I wouldn't be able to get into my
house. No, it's the pastry shop's.

-And how will you open the pastry shop?
-I'll call Mr. Lykourgos...

who owns the pastry shop,
and tell him I lost it.

He'll open in the morning, chew me out,
and Olga will intervene and save me.

-The guy's unbelievable!
-Let's get out of here.

Stop chatting, let's go
before the guy comes out!

Step on it.

-This is all we managed to get.
-Still, not bad.

Alright, I think
this covers everything.

Olga will confirm it too.

Now, if we're missing anything,
you'll have to take another trip there.

Manolis, man, you only know how to give
orders. We're risking our asses.

I'm not giving orders.
I'll be down there with you too.

Does anyone here know
how to put up supports?

No. Did you know anything
before I trained you? No.

So don't give me attitude,
Argyris, man.

Especially you, who'll slack off
more than everyone.

Hey, I didn't get that,
why will he slack off?

Because most days
he'll be keeping watch...

-pretending to be an insomniac.
-I still don't get it.

Maintenance crews don't hire
people with disabilities.

-No offence, Argyris. Right?
-That's right.

So he can't pose as a crew worker.

-Lucky you, bastard!
-I don't want to slack off, damn it!

Precisely because they don't think
I'm fit to do such work.

What don't you get?
There's no way I won't dig!

I'll dig until I come out
of their nostrils!

Alright, alright.

When someone gets tired,
you'll go down.

But very carefully,
don't let anyone see you.

If they see you, we're finished.

We'll also need a cart. And rails.

You came from so far away
just to become my nurse?

Don't say that.
Aren't you my father?

If I needed you,
wouldn't you help me?

-The kids?
-I left them with my sister in Patras.

-Are they okay?
-They're fine.

Do you mind telling me what came
over you in your condition...

to go out in the yard and work?

What if you had hit your head
and died there?

I'd be spared the suffering,
and you'd be spared me.

Don't say such things, father.

You should know, when that word
comes out of your mouth...

what a balm it is!

I want us to talk, Anthoula.

We will talk, father. We will.

But not now. Now I want you
to rest. We'll talk tomorrow.

Calmly.

Come on, drink this too, please.
And take your pills.

If you need anything, call out.
I'll be in the other room.

Bless you, my daughter.

Get out of the way, man!

Guys, come help out.

Antonis busted his ass loading this.
I got tired just by looking at him.

Damn it, seriously, this time
you outdid yourself.

-Ladybugs? Seriously, Argyris?
-Didn't they have ones with bunnies?

How ungrateful you all are! It's my
fault for busting my ass for the team!

You think I'm such an idiot
that I'd leave it with the ladybugs on?

-I'll take them off.
-No, why? They're nice!

Let's set it up on the rails
and see how it works.

How are we going to fit it
through the manhole?

I'll take it apart
and reassemble it below ground.

Alright, let's set it up, because
we need to start practicing...

adding some weight to it.
It won't be easy.

-Sounds like a real ass-kicking.
-Don't nag, you'll work on your calves.

Manolis, thank you.
Honestly, thank you.

Enough of that now.

Let's just pray it works.

I'm done with prayers, Manolis.

Pray for both of us.

Vakis? Come here a sec.

-What's this?
-Your wages from the wholesale market.

-Why? There's no need.
-What do you mean there's no need?

You've got to bring something home.
Come on, I won't miss it. Take it.

Thanks. As soon as we get the money,
I'll pay you back, I swear.

Alright.

Hugging the boss lady? What's up?
Wanna tell your buddies?

If I see any of my buddies,
I'll tell them.

Why are you such ball-busters?
Let's do the job and get it over with.

I came straight here from prison.
I want to go see my father.

Come on! You pussycat!

-Why did we stop here?
-I'm dropping off a few bucks...

and then I'll take you home.

You can't complain, I've never driven
this conservatively in my life.

-That's conservative to you?
-Are you serious?

-Old people drive like this!
-Hurry up, will you?

-Christina?
-Good morning.

Take these, my love,
and don't tell dad about the job.

I don't get this, but anyway...

I don't want him thinking I settled,
man. I've got some dignity.

-I'm off, kisses.
-What about the gentleman?

You are so rude, Vakis!
Won't you introduce me?

-I'm Nikos.
-He works at the wholesale market too.

And he's never seen a woman
run on batteries?

-Excuse me?
-No, it's fine.

-I'm used to being looked at like that.
-No, no, it's not the...

It's the... Your eyes.

They're so bright!
And without batteries either.

It's like I've seen them before.

Impossible, I'd remember you.

And if I didn't,
you'd definitely remember me.

Humor...

and self-deprecation. That, you know,
is a trait of intelligent people.

And using the plural is a trait
of those who keep their distance.

Okay, singular it is.

Will you have coffee with us, Nikos?
Or are you in a hurry?

I'll have some coffee.

I will.

Dad?

Be quiet.

Anthoula?

Keep it down, he just fell asleep.

The painkillers probably kicked in.

-I didn't expect to find you here.
-Where did you expect to find me then?

From the moment you called me,
I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Thinking of him lying there in the yard
alone for who knows how long...

-The kids?
-At my sister's.

-Are they okay?
-They're fine.

-Don't they miss me at all?
-Don't ask stupid questions, Michalis!

None of this is pleasant for any of us.

-You miss me too, then?
-Yes, I do. So what?

Stop this conversation now
or I'll leave.

Alright, whatever you say.

I want to ask you for a very big favor.

You don't do anything else,
you only ask me for favors!

Fine, this will be the last one.

Go on.

From December 10 until the 20th-21st,
I'll be in prison.

Then I'll be out for a few days.
For Christmas, New Year's.

My father, in the state he's in, I
don't want him to be left alone at all.

So...

I wanted to ask you...

if on December 10 you could come
and stay here with the kids...

so he has company.
So he's not alone.

So I can be calm knowing that
if something happens, a doctor...

that you'll be here.

Then I get out too,
we spend New Year's together...

and around Epiphany, when schools
re-open, you go back to Patras.

And then I'll never bother you again.

I just...

I don't want him
to be alone during the holidays.

Okay, but if we do that, won't he
be alone when we leave again?

For a little less than a month.
I get released at the end of January.

I'll think of something for 15 days.
After that I'll be with him.

What about school, Michalis?
How will we come on December 10?

Do you know when schools close?
The kids will miss so many lessons!

Come on, Anthoula, damn it,
they're still in elementary school.

It's not like they're taking
their SATs!

Missing 1-2 weeks of school
isn't the end of the world.

I'll teach them division myself.

The schools will still be there
next year.

But we don't know
where their grandpa will be.

It might be his last Christmas,
Anthoula.

Shouldn't he spend it with you and
his grandchildren, whom he adores?

-Doesn't he adore you?
-I'll be in prison, Anthoula.

I won't be on safari in Khartoum.

-So many lost workdays!
-I'll pay you back for everything.

I promise.

Please, my love.

So I can have some peace
when I'm in prison.

I'll know you're all here together,
having a good time.

What do you say? Is it possible?

Christina; that's her name.

She has an unbelievable sense of humor
and true grit!

It's strange, though;
it's like I've known her for years.

You can't imag...

You knew.

Of course you knew!

You arranged it.

Oh, Eleni!

What are you doing, huh?
Come here.

Bravo, man, you did it!

For the second time in the last 20
years, the Greek people, united...

without party flags or slogans,
took to the streets...

to protest the smearing
of their History...

suffered at the hands
of the anti-Greek Skopjans.

...the one and only flag,
the blue and white...

illuminated by the sixteen-rayed sun
of Vergina, and wished to shout it...

and make it known
to the ends of the earth.

-How are we doing back there? Morale?
-Messed up.

Man, I'm not okay.
I think I'm going to throw up.

Not on me. I can't fathom anything
worse than watching someone puke.

Guys, for as long as this lasts,
someone's got to host me.

-What about your old man?
-Anthoula's with him.

-So what?
-I've lied to her.

I told her I won't be home
until Christmas.

So what am I supposedly doing
every night?

-Ah, I see...
-Bravo, Michalis, brilliant thinking.

-What did you do about the furlough?
-I asked for 20 days to get 10.

And I got them. So from today
until December 21 I'll be with you.

Bravo, you bastard,
how did you pull that off?

Well, a bit of tinkering on the
warden's daughter's car...

and the ones of his relatives,
a bit of crying about my father...

I promised the warden that even if I
get released, as long as my hands work...

I'll do everything for free...
and so he granted me my wish.

In the end, if you count the days, you
've been out more than you've been in.

Even one single day inside is
more than enough, Manolis.

So, all's good.
You'll be with us every day.

Yeah, that's why I'm saying
someone has to host me.

-You'll stay with me.
-Thanks, Nikos.

Buy earplugs, I snore.

We're almost there.
Deep breaths, stay calm.

And like we said, no rushed moves.
Act as if you're bored.

Like a normal crew of public servants.

I'm bringing down the generator.

Let's go, Manolis.

-It stinks in here.
-Yeah, it's dirty work we're doing.

What do you want it to smell like,
lavender?

What damage happened now
to have the water company come?

Man, all over Athens
they're doing works.

You think any serious job gets done?
They tear things out...

patch them up roughly, and after
a while the same thing happens.

Yeah, the other day, from a slab
that had come loose...

shit was coming up.

Goodness gracious, Themis!

Oh no!

You think they'll cut off
the water supply?

Let me fill a bottle first.

Did we get everything?

-Do we have butterflies?
-Butterflies?

Clamps, idiot. Yes, we got them.

Alright...

let's prepare the sockets
and the lamps...

we'll need in the tunnel.

-We'll have lamps?
-No, we'll be digging with flashlights.

-Can you believe this guy?
-What can I say? It's my first robbery.

Alright, I'm joking,
just to ease your stress.

You, Vakis, go upstairs
and wait there.

-Everything okay?
-So far.

Good. One second.

Give me the tape measure.

Hold the end.

Let's go.

Here.

Good.

Here.

It's a good start.

See you when it gets dark.

-Did a water pipe break?
-No, ma'am, it was a sewage pipe.

Sewage? But...

-I don't smell anything.
-Thank God for that!

-Will it take many days to fix?
-For sure! At least a week!

-Oh no! That long?
-And that's with working day and night.

That's why we'll be working
day and night.

Then the young lady and I
better not stand over you.

Did I get "young lady" right?
Or is it "ma'am"?

-Young lady.
-I'm so happy to hear this!

Do you live nearby?
I haven't seen you around before.

Um... you must've been walking
with your head up, then.

Come on, you're just a bit short.
We've seen those who are tall...

how well that turned out for them!

I'm thinking of moving into the area.
So I'm strolling around...

to get to know the neighborhood
and the... beautiful neighbors.

I live right across the street,
where the laundry is.

The one with the wonderful colors?

-Yes.
-It's like a painting.

I like color.

I can't stand gloominess in my life.
It depresses me.

Besides outer beauty,
you possess inner beauty too.

-Charmed.
-Oh, you're such a gentleman!

I hope we meet again.
I'm Filitsa.

Argyris.
I hope we meet again too.

See you.

Have a nice day.

Come on.

Thank God you're here, guys.
We need to take a break.

Guys, this doesn't seem all that...

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