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FOR YEARS, SPANISH BANKS SOLD COMPLEX FINANCIAL PRODUCTS TO ORDINARY PEOPLE,

SUCH AS SAVERS, PENSIONERS, AND FAMILIES.

THEY WERE PROMISED SECURITY. THEY TOOK ON RISKS THEY DIDN'T UNDERSTAND.

MANY LOST THEIR SAVINGS. OTHERS, THEIR HOMES.

IN 2012, AFTER THE SYSTEM COLLAPSED,

THE STATE BAILED OUT THE BANKS WITH OVER €60 BILLION.

Spain remains trapped in the grip of a crisis that began over five years ago

and is still crippling households.

With unemployment close to 26%…

EMPLOYMENT OFFICE

…and over 5.5 million people out of work,

the recovery some indicators predicted has yet to reach the streets.

Economy Minister Luis de Guindos

says 2014 will mark a turning point with slow but steady growth.

However, citizens continue to suffer from cuts to healthcare,

education, and social services,

while wages fall and spending fails to pick up.

Discontent is growing on the streets.

This week, thousands of people protested again in several cities

to demand changes to austerity policies.

Unions and civic groups say

bank bailouts haven't led to more lending or jobs,

while inequality keeps growing.

Meanwhile, Spanish families struggle to get by with missed mortgage payments,

insecure jobs, and benefits cut year after year.

You monster!

FOR SALE

Good morning, Paqui.

Good morning, Lola.

Good morning.

They say a guy from around here won. He bought the ticket next door.

Bet some idiot won.

If I won five million, I'd quit work without even telling them.

I'd turn my phone off. Vanish.

No alarm, no boss, and, while I'm at it, no wife.

-Here you go. -I'd be gone for good.

-Thank you. -Thank you. Very generous.

CONDAL BANK GROWING TOGETHER

Sir, excuse me, I'm sorry. I need to make an urgent deposit.

I'm very sorry, sir. We're not open yet. Come back in an hour.

Wait. Just a second. Let me explain. Hey!

Come on, please.

Look.

I swear, I haven't slept a wink all night. It's five million.

Wait a minute.

Step away from the door. It opens outward.

-I'm so grateful to you. -This way.

I was even afraid to keep it hidden at home.

I completely understand.

Come with me to my office. I'll help you.

The rest of the staff won't be here for a while yet.

COLLISION COURSE

Hey…

Access code to the safe deposit boxes.

I don't know. The service has been automated for years.

I don't know.

What's inside those boxes isn't your responsibility, you know?

I swear I don't know.

Hey…

-Which hand do you jerk off with? -Huh?

It's not…!

7, 3, 2, 9, 6, 5, 8, 4, 9, 1, 0, 4.

73, 29, 65, 84, 91, 04…

6, 5, 8, 4,

9, 1, 0, 4.

Incorrect.

Incorrect.

Well, that's just great. This country in a nutshell.

Six minutes. Any updates?

Yes… It's… 7, 3, 2, 9, 6, 5, 8, 4, 9, 1, 0, 3.

73, 29, 65, 84, 91, 03.

Correct.

Pedro. How's it going?

Not good.

-They're not here. -What do you mean "not here"?

Box 34 is empty.

-He said they were here. -Nothing's there.

-What's going on? -Box 34's empty.

-What? -Box 34 is fucking empty!

-They're not here, damn it! -What do we do?

We stick to the plan. Open the boxes.

There's no fucking way we're leaving here with rings and First Communion medals.

Hey! You!

Where are they?

Where are they?

The cleaning lady's here. She's early.

Good morning! I'm in early today. I have a doctor's appointment later.

Hello?

Come with me, miss.

Okay, let's go. That's it.

-Twelve minutes. We have to leave. Now. -Come on!

For fuck's sake… Box 34? My ass!

Shut up, dammit! Let's go!

Come on!

Raúl.

-Coast clear? -Wait.

Don't move.

-Now. -Let's go.

What happened?

-Go! -What happened?

-Let's get the hell out of here! -No, slowly, Raúl.

What happened, guys?

Don't draw attention, okay? Everybody stay calm.

-Spit it out! -They weren't there, damn it!

-Weren't there? -Step on it!

No! Stop!

What's that smell?

Fuck, it's shit.

-Shit. -It's good luck to step in that.

Know how to speed up, Student?

No, wait. Wait.

Now.

-This is shit. -It's not shit.

-There's at least a million there. -A million?

-You an appraiser? -You a dumbass?

Compared to the diamonds, this is a piñata.

We're in this for the diamonds, right? So, he lied to us.

Wait.

He opened the box alone, right?

What are you implying, you fucking child?

-Let me see! -Get the hell off me!

-Show me your clothes! -Stop!

-I know his game! -Not now!

Fucking liar!

Fucking psycho!

-He's lying! -Stop!

Stop, dammit! Enough!

Are you okay?

Yes.

No.

No. Dad!

Dad!

Dad! Dad, look at me!

No! Dad!

-Dad! -We have to go.

Dad!

No. Look at me. Dad!

Dad! Say something! Look at me!

-Dad! No, leave me alone! -Raúl.

Raúl, we have to go.

What is he doing?

Stop!

-No. -Drop it!

We're not going to burn him! Hey!

-What the hell are you doing? -Drop it!

No.

-We're not burning him! -It's full of evidence!

Raúl, think of your mother. Think of your mother.

Think of your mother.

NATIONAL POLICE

Hello.

Sergeant.

I want a list of everything logged as soon as possible.

-I'm late. I'm sorry. -Hello, Carla.

What have we got?

Three came in. We think another one was waiting outside.

What did they take?

Money and jewelry. They broke into the safe deposit boxes.

The protocol's been activated.

If they try to sell it, it'll get flagged.

-Hello. -How are you?

Morning. How are you? Carla Mencía, Detective Sergeant, Robbery Squad 1.

Nice to meet you.

Let's see. The first one was older, in his late sixties,

with a beard and a cane.

He was wearing a…

one of those hunting caps.

And the others?

The others…

Two more, a man and a woman, both young, wearing masks from the very beginning.

Notice anything strange lately?

No, nothing. Nothing strange as far as I can remember.

-And you arrived at 7:00 a.m., right? -Always.

I like to start alone.

With people around, you can't get anything done.

Nothing. No one in the neighborhood or the district has won the lottery.

The lottery?

The bait. You know, greed is the root of all evil.

Check footage from every camera within 100 meters.

We're on it.

I want an initial report sent to the court ASAP.

-Okay. -And bring the box owners in, one by one.

-Okay. -Do you think they're involved?

Would you break in blind?

Not even the manager knows exactly what's in there.

Only the owners. That's not a hunch. It's information.

It's always the same people here, especially first thing.

I'd never seen these people before.

Any details that caught your eye? Anything.

Well, they looked ordinary.

In their thirties.

One definitely had a cap on,

and the other had a light… Well, brown beard.

Anyway, nothing unusual.

Well, they left right after the bank manager.

They hardly touched their coffee. They must've been in a hurry.

Okay. Great.

Forensics will call you to put together a composite sketch.

Yes. One more thing. Are they dangerous?

I leave here alone pretty late. If they find out I said something…

-Hello? -Don't worry.

If they came in without masks, they knew we'd be asking questions.

-We're on our way. -Okay.

Yeah, we're on our way.

Goodbye.

They waved me out of the car. One of them was pointing a gun at me.

Let's see. Fart sniffers, sons of Satan.

You know the drill. All evidence, bags, photographs go through me first.

No exceptions. You don't breathe without my permission.

What happened to you?

-What do you mean? -Your face. You cut yourself?

Yeah. Tell your mom to trim her nails.

I would, but she's dead.

Nails keep growing.

Have you seen what's on the floor?

Anything yet?

Under the seat.

Diamonds.

Maybe they dropped them or had no time to pick them up.

And the van driver?

He ran the stop sign. Head-on collision. He's in critical condition.

How'd they get away?

They stole another car. We're tracking it down.

The owner said there were three. Two men and a woman.

They were wearing white masks, like during the robbery.

Raúl.

We have the footage from the bank and the building next door.

We're waiting for the rest.

The building next door?

The intercom records video.

Good thing nobody follows the law.

What happened to you?

I messed up my knee doing something dumb.

Coincidence? Or did they know there was a hidden camera?

How could they know there was a hidden camera?

Because it's their job.

Fast forward.

Stop there.

Something went wrong.

Switch to the camera outside.

You can't see the car.

They must've known the video intercom was recording.

It could just be luck.

Look at her, all fancy, and then…

Hang on a minute. Let me go back.

Let's see.

There.

Look at that. For once, shit might come in handy.

Call Forensics. Have them lift that shoe print.

Think they'll get anything?

No idea, but at least we'll have something to put in the report.

I'll take care of it.

-What do you think? -Good.

Now that I think about it,

the beard might've been… fake.

Right.

Are we done here? I'd like to go home, shower, change--

We're done here. Thank you for your cooperation.

Thank you both very much. Happy to help.

Email it to the official address, okay?

Thanks so much for everything.

Thank you. Have a nice day, sir.

Excuse me. Did you just step in that excrement?

It's definitely not my day, officer.

The investigation continues into this morning's robbery

in Madrid's Chamberí district.

Police are pursuing every lead,

including the burned-out vehicle found on the outskirts of Pinto.

-It was your father. You knew. -I didn't.

-Think we're stupid? -This isn't the time.

When will it be? When they come for us?

We did all this for the diamonds. Do you know how much they're worth? Huh?

My dad's dead. I don't care.

All right. One less to split it with.

Tomás, was it really necessary to break my finger?

It had to be believable, right?

And what was with that kick?

You should ask them.

Carla, please. What happened?

A guy ran a stop sign, and we didn't see him coming.

-And? -And Pedro died.

The diamonds went with him.

-What? -He told us the box was empty.

He kept them. He hid them.

And now they've been confiscated.

How much do we have then?

-She says about a million. -More or less.

Shit, Raúl, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Unfortunately, we can't do anything to change what happened.

So we'll go ahead as planned.

Going ahead with what?

It'll take them a day or two at most to identify the body.

We're fucked.

Tomás, if we panic now, we'll be finished.

Let's stick to the plan. The money stays here.

Is this a safe place?

It's been safe for six months. It will stay that way.

We don't meet or call each other until the dust settles. Okay?

Okay.

Fuck.

Okay, come on.

Come on. Let's go.

Yes, let's go.

You and me, now.

Just like you said.

You said when this was over…

I know, Raúl, but this isn't over.

And it's not going how we wanted.

That's exactly why. We have to leave now.

No.

You know if we go now, we won't get very far.

I can't go back home.

Yes, you can.

If you want to.

What did you tell him?

What'd I tell who?

The Student. When we were trying to burn the car.

-I don't know. -What did you tell him?

I told him to think of his mom. I…

You were there. I told him his mom would be alone if he got arrested.

I don't know what I told him!

That's all you told him?

What's this about, Tomás? Seriously?

I'm just asking.

And I'm answering.

The guy loses it, points a gun at you, points a gun at me, and I handle it.

That's a problem?

-No, I'm just asking. -Fine.

Well, I'm answering, dammit.

I'm going to sleep.

Tomorrow, when they identify the body, the shit'll hit the fan.

So let's get some rest, please.

Oh, God.

Pedro?

No, Mom, it's me.

I brought your pills. I'll handle the prescription tomorrow.

Leave them in the bathroom, honey. Have you heard from your dad?

It's late, and I haven't heard from him. I've been calling all day.

He called me. Said his phone was dying.

He was staying at Ramón's 'cause they were going hunting again.

Same old story with his phone. There's an omelet.

I don't feel like it now. I'm not hungry.

I'm going to bed. I have a shift later.

MEDICAL EXAMINER'S OFFICE

Hello.

Hello. Your coffee.

-Double shot? -Double shot.

Are you okay?

-Yeah. -Sleep okay? You don't look so good.

Incised-contused wound to the thoracic region,

between the fourth and fifth ribs on the right.

It pierces the upper lobe of the lung, perforates the pericardium,

and severs the ascending aorta.

The hemorrhage was massive, and death was immediate,

in less than 60 seconds.

-The crowbar? -Exactly.

What about the burns?

They're postmortem.

Anything that can help us identify him?

You're in luck today.

He had a prosthesis. The serial number is still legible.

We pulled the medical records. It was in the manufacturer's file.

Who is he?

Pedro Vilas, 65 years old.

You won't like this. He was a patrol officer.

Pedro Vilas?

From our precinct.

Sergeant. Patrol Division. Retired.

-Do we have his address? -It's there.

Police!

Clear!

Clear!

Clear!

Secured!

Secured. You can come in.

No one lives here.

There's a neighbor outside.

Their house was foreclosed on about a year ago.

He was a police officer. Pedro.

A lovely man. And his wife too.

Quiet, nice people.

Why'd they foreclose?

I have no idea.

All I know is they moved in with their son.

-Do you know where he lives? -Let me check my phone.

Police. Are you Pedro Vilas' wife?

Yes. Has something happened?

We're so sorry.

I know this is a hard time, but we need to ask you a few questions.

When was the last time you saw your husband?

Well, he left early yesterday morning.

He went…

hunting with friends in Cuenca, and… his phone died.

Did anything seem unusual?

No. He seemed a little nervous. Quieter than usual, but…

Why?

Problems.

Like everyone else.

He hadn't been sleeping well for a while.

Do you know if he was meeting anyone? Any new friends?

Anyone coming over?

Well, he did spend more time away from home than usual, but…

Your son's a cop?

Yes, like his father. For six years now.

And where is he now?

Well, he left two hours ago. He had a shift.

Why? Is he involved?

Carla, he's not on duty. It's a lie. Let's go.

We have to alert the Civil Guard. Trains, ports, airports…

-Anything that flies or floats. -I'm on it. I'll see you at the station.

-Okay. -Damn it, Laura, get things moving.

I'm on my way. See you.

Pick up, Raúl.

Your call has been forwarded to voicemail because the number you're calling…

TOMÁS

-Yeah? -Tomás, Raúl's gone.

-He's not picking up. -What do you mean "gone"?

I'll let Ernesto know.

Okay.

Fuck!

CONSTRUCTION MATERIALS

Need a hand, Raúl?

-Don't move! -What the hell are you doing?

-Stay back! -Put the gun down.

-Get on the ground! -Fuck that!

Go if you want, but put that back where it was.

You know you won't get very far.

-Not your problem. -Of course it is!

It's our fucking problem!

Hey! Hey, Raúl.

Raúl.

Put the gun down.

It's all your fault.

-You're not thinking straight. Drop it. -Stay back!

Why did you do this to us?

You mean the robbery?

You know exactly what I mean.

You never explained to my father the shit he was getting into.

You pushed him into it!

-You know I didn't-- -Don't move!

I had no idea, Raúl. We were following orders from above.

That's bullshit!

If I'd known, do you think I'd have offered you this?

I didn't do this for you. I did it to clear my conscience, Raúl.

Conscience? You don't have one.

You killed him long before the accident.

He spent his life working his ass off for my mom and me.

He could finally rest. You ruined him.

What kind of conscience is that?

Okay, do what you have to do. I'm not going to stop you.

CARLA: RAÚL, WHAT'S GOING ON? ANSWER ME. I LOVE YOU

-What happened? -The box was empty.

-Let me see! -Get off me!

-Show me your clothes! -Stop!

-I know his game! -Not now!

-Fucking liar! -Fucking psycho!

He's lying!

-Stop! -Stop, dammit! Enough!

-Carla, are you okay? -Yes.

Raúl.

Son. Raúl.

Raúl, look at me. Breathe.

-Raúl. -We have to go.

Raúl. Talk to me, son. Raúl!

Raúl. Talk to me, son.

-Let's go! -No, Raúl…

No! Wait!

No!

-Raúl. -Drop that!

We have to burn the car, Pedro.

-Drop the gas can, dammit! -Seriously?

I'm asking you nicely.

Carla!

Talk some sense into him!

It's all here, fingerprints, remains… We can't do anything.

I just want his mother to be able to say goodbye.

-We can't. -And get arrested at his funeral?

I don't care!

Well, we do care!

If we don't burn it, they'll catch us today!

Fucking stop right now!

Enough! We gotta burn it! But first, we'll get him out.

-First, we'll get him out. -What?

What's he saying? Fuck that!

Help me. Come on, quick.

Grab him. Pull. Pull hard.

His leg's stuck, and a car's coming.

What do we do?

-We're leaving. -What?

-We're leaving. -Like this?

-We're leaving. -No way.

Tomás, shut up! We're leaving! Now! We're leaving!

Masks on!

Once they ID him, they'll go after his father.

There's nothing that links you to my son.

They know there were four. What if they ask?

They'll pressure him to talk.

I won't say a word.

At first. But after 72 hours with a robbery squad, everyone cracks.

They mess with your head, so you let your guard down.

We're dumbasses, headed for Soto del Real.

-Tomás. -Why'd we risk it all?

-Shut up! -I will.

But first, tell me why the diamonds weren't in the box.

If he's clean, let us search him.

What's your problem? Don't trust me?

Luis. What is it?

Okay, yes, I'm on my way. Okay, see you there.

We're sticking to the original plan.

The plan went to shit a while ago.

-Hello. -Sergeant.

I'm sorry, I'm late.

Hello, Carla.

Hi. How's it going?

What have we got?

We've got a crowd of onlookers outside the bank. Over.

Car 12, can't get past Gran Vía. Heavy traffic. Over.

Copy.

Good morning. How are you?

I'm Carla Mencía, Detective Sergeant, Robbery Squad 1.

Nice to meet you.

There were three, all wearing masks, and one of them was pointing a gun…

Víctor.

Tomás.

-What happened to you? -What?

Your face. You cut yourself?

It's not a cut. It's a tattoo of your sister's pussy.

Perimeter's along this line. Tag everything inside.

Take photos of every inch before the robbery squad arrives

and steps on everything.

Holy shit, I know him.

What?

Raúl Vilas, from the Cyber Division.

No shit.

He's one of ours, Tomás.

-Are you sure? -Yes, dammit.

His dad was a patrol officer. Retired a few years ago.

Look closely. Don't you recognize him?

No fucking clue.

Tell the lieutenant, now.

But nobody touches the car.

After the body is removed,

take the car to the station and check it there.

Got it?

Great. Forensics will call you to put together a composite sketch.

Hello?

One more thing. Are they dangerous?

I usually leave here alone…

Where?

-If they find out I talked… -On our way.

If they came in without masks, they knew we'd…

We're on our way.

Everything okay?

I'll tell you later. Let's go.

Fuck. One of our own, and a fellow cop's son.

-Did you know him? -Only by sight.

Once word gets out, get the popcorn ready.

Want me at his place, you at the crash?

No.

No. Your husband and his team are already there.

They won't miss anything we'd find.

Well, either these or these. They were curled like an S.

-Calm down! -I'm calm. I want to talk to the manager.

Stop.

One of those is mine. Did they break into it?

-Boss! -Please. Don't touch me!

-What's going on? -Box 34.

You can't be here. Please leave.

We're not checking a thing.

-Check 34? -You crossed the police line.

-Please leave. -Ernesto, can you help me? It's urgent.

-Officer, if I can help in any way-- -That won't be necessary.

Was anything stolen from box 34?

We'll tell you everything when we take your statement. Clear?

-Know what was inside? -Get him out.

You have no fucking clue.

Get out, dammit.

-Hello? -National Police. Open up, please.

Okay.

-Pedro. -Hey, Luis. Long time no see.

How can I help you?

Can we come in?

Of course.

Why do you think your son might've been involved in the robbery?

Because of me.

I guess. No, I'm sure of it.

After I retired, I refinanced my house.

We wanted to buy an apartment on the beach, in Conil.

Somewhere quiet to relax, go fishing…

The bank offered me a mortgage in yen.

In Japan, interest rates were lower, so I'd pay less each month.

At first, it worked. Our payments were low.

It seemed like a good idea, but…

Then the euro went to shit, and the yen… shot up.

I lost everything I'd ever worked for.

By 2012, we couldn't afford anything.

We lost both homes. The bank took it all.

Raúl had no choice. He had to take us both in.

That's very humiliating for a father.

So… I guess that's why he did it.

Not for himself. For me. For us.

How did you get that head wound?

I'm on sleeping meds.

I got up groggy and bumped into something.

We have to search the house.

Sure. Do your job.

Contact the court.

Stay here. I'll go back to the station.

Okay.

I'm very sorry.

Tomás, got anything?

Luis.

We're swabbing the seats.

We're looking for sweat, saliva, or blood from the suspects.

What about the car's computer?

This model doesn't have GPS.

Just the basics. Seat belts, airbags, speed.

Not much to go on.

Fingerprints?

Nothing useful. Either they cleaned it, or they wore gloves the whole time.

What about the car? Where did they get it?

It was deregistered five years ago.

It was bound for the junkyard but never got there.

Who processed it?

One of those agencies that does it all online.

His signature's real. Nobody checked the rest.

This wasn't some amateur job.

What's that smell?

Gasoline.

The back seat is soaked.

And we found a half-empty gas can on the road next to the car.

So they intended to burn it.

That's what we think.

So why didn't they?

Something stopped them. Or someone. Who knows?

Let me know if you find anything.

Raúl? No way he'd do that.

We call him the "Federal Register." He's always citing the rules.

Do you know if he had problems?

No.

He never mentioned anything.

Why do you think he'd do something like that?

No idea. I just don't get it.

And outside of work?

Do you know anything about him?

Not much. He lived with his parents. Well, his parents lived with him.

All he did outside of work was study.

-What? -He was preparing for the officer exam.

Right. Did he seem off lately?

No.

He certainly didn't seem capable of anything like that.

Officers from Moncloa are coming.

I need you to recuse yourself from the case.

Of course.

But first, I'd like to show you something.

What?

Look right there.

What's that?

Dog poop.

Thanks so much for everything.

Thank you. Have a nice day, sir.

Earlier? I couldn't. They just let me out.

How about you? They came by, right?

To the station? What for?

Oh, right.

No. Listen to me. Trust me.

We do what we agreed and stay calm. That's all.

You monster!

I love you too, honey. So much.

Good afternoon, Paqui.

DIAMONDS - 0034

Once we're done with the living room and kitchen,

we'll bring in the boxes and furniture from the last room.

We'll check them here. Okay?

Label anything we're taking with us.

As soon as we finish,

log it all and send a copy to court.

SHALL WE GO? CARLA

Pedro? Raúl?

-Isabel. -What are all these people doing here?

Stay calm, honey.

-Something happened? -Come here. Hug me.

-No. Wait. What happened? -Come here, honey.

Tell me what happened.

TOMÁS

-Why didn't you answer? -I'm busy. What is it?

-The shit Pedro stepped in. -What?

They're checking the print.

Could be anyone. Did you handle the car?

Yes. The jewelry store in Badajoz, two years ago. Remember?

-Yes. -I've used evidence from that robbery.

The DNA will keep us busy for two weeks.

Well, then, great. We're in the clear.

Is something wrong?

What do you think?

Yeah. Especially the one on the left.

And the other one?

Yeah, the other one could be him.

Like I said, they looked ordinary. Neither really stood out.

Well, if you remember anything else, let us know.

Memories can take time to surface,

but we notice more than we realize.

Well, that's all for now.

-That's it? -Yes.

Great. Thank you.

-See you. Thanks. -Bye.

-Bye. -Goodbye.

Sara.

Tell me what you've got.

We've examined the shoe print.

And?

It's a standard-issue shoe.

Standard issue?

Ours. The police's.

Check the cameras. Could've been one of us.

We've already checked.

It's an old model. No longer issued.

We checked with Supplies,

and they confirmed this model was issued from 1998 to 2000.

Thirteen years ago.

And guess whose father wore those shoes back then?

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'll be right out.

Come on, we have to get going.

Okay, I'm ready.

What are you doing with that?

He loved playing with these when he was little.

Let's go.

I'm sorry, son. I failed you.

Lord, receive Raúl in your peace and let him rest in your light.

There it is.

How's the academy?

Good. Beats seeing scumbags hauled out in cuffs.

But more boring.

Depends. Same pay, more sleep. Look.

Here's his file.

Anything stand out about him?

He was a good kid.

Hardworking.

He'd come to class even with a fever.

Did he have any friends here?

He kept to himself.

He'd sit down, listen, then leave.

Could you give me a list of his classmates?

Maybe someone can tell me more.

Sure, I'll print it out now.

Hey.

Your detective sergeant didn't mention anything to you?

What? Who? Carla?

Carla. Carla… Mencía.

She took the promotion course here a few years ago.

How does she know Raúl?

No idea. A few weeks ago, after I was done teaching here,

I went to get my car from the garage next door,

and saw them talking in Raúl's car.

Are you sure it was Carla Mencía?

Come on. She was here nearly two years. Of course I'm sure.

Do you remember what day it was?

PUBLIC PARKING GARAGE 24 HOURS

Got it. Start taking his statement and wait till I get there.

And Carla? Find her.

National Police.

Do these cameras record?

-Congratulations. -What?

You caught one of the robbers. Two down, two to go.

Morning. Detective Sergeant Carla Mencía.

Mr. Vilas refuses to make a statement.

Then note his refusal and put him in a holding cell

until he appears before a judge.

Excuse me. Could I talk to you in private?

Am I not good enough?

Pedro, you're a cop.

You know that anything you tell her can be used against you.

With her.

This makes no sense.

No, it doesn't.

What's your goal?

Don't worry, none of this will be included in the report.

Are you sure?

Yes. Go on.

Come with me.

Turri! Where's Carla?

With the robbery suspect. He asked to speak to her alone.

-You let them? Shit. -Why the hell wouldn't I?

-Can you step out? -Sure.

No. Not you. Him.

Come on.

Sit down.

Tomás.

What's going on?

We need you to come with us.

Carla, you're under arrest for your part in the robbery

at Condal Bank's Branch 37.

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you.

You have the right to a lawyer and to speak to them.

If you can't afford one…

-Let me see! -Get the hell off me!

-Show me your clothes! -Stop!

-I know his game! -Not now!

Fucking liar!

Fucking psycho!

-He's lying! -Stop!

Stop, dammit! Enough!

-Are you okay? -Yes.

Are you guys okay?

We have to go.

Honey, let's go.

No.

No!

Carla! No!

No!

So you never suspected a thing. Not once.

Did you ever suspect anything?

She spent more time with you than me.

Well, neither did I.

Tomás,

the robbery was meticulously planned.

That takes weeks of preparation. There's no way you didn't notice.

Unless you were also involved.

Our schedules don't usually overlap.

I don't know what she did while I was working.

She'd just been promoted to detective sergeant.

She worked her ass off to get there.

And she enjoyed her job. That's for sure.

It doesn't make sense. Unless she did it for you.

Here we go again.

Okay, fine. Let's say you're not involved.

Help us find out why Carla got involved in the robbery.

Get it off your chest. Then you can mourn her.

Then we can all mourn her.

We're hurting, fucked up, and exhausted.

Nobody wants to be here.

She was my wife. I'll mourn her when I get out of here.

And you have nothing on me.

Here you go.

Thank you.

When did you tell her about your gambling problems?

When they seized your accounts?

Did you know

these microloans you were applying for were linked to the bank you robbed?

You chose this bank to get revenge.

Revenge for what?

I got myself into that mess. The bank wasn't to blame.

I'm sure you didn't fully grasp the terms you were agreeing to.

What if you take out €5,000? Then another €5,000?

Then you keep borrowing until you hit €25,000,

and wind up owing more than €200,000?

Maybe they are partly to blame.

And even if they seize your accounts and salary,

the debt keeps growing. Right?

-Yes. -So let me ask again.

How did you plan to get out of this?

Suddenly, robbing a bank

doesn't seem so crazy.

You cut your cheek in the crash, right?

No, I got it while training.

It was your idea, wasn't it?

It couldn't have been Carla's.

Why the hell did you drag her into this? Why'd you let her do it?

Stand up for her, dammit!

Show some remorse and stand up for her!

At least you had the decency

to get her out of the car before you burned it.

Can I go now?

Didn't Carla seem… I don't know, nervous these last few weeks?

Unwell?

No.

You didn't know, did you?

How many times do I have to say it? I didn't know, Luis.

-No. -I didn't know.

No, that's not what I mean.

Tomás.

What?

Carla was pregnant.

What?

You didn't know?

We found out during the autopsy.

How far along was she?

Seven weeks.

She didn't tell you?

No. You're lying to me.

-You're lying. -We searched the house.

-We found her OB-GYN records. -Let me see them.

Once you start cooperating.

You're lying, you son of a bitch.

Why do you think she didn't tell you?

You're lying.

You tried for a baby a couple of years ago.

She had a miscarriage.

Did you try again?

No.

Did your gambling problems start before or after the miscarriage?

Maybe she didn't tell you 'cause you weren't the father.

Could she have been seeing another man?

You don't know what you're talking about.

Don't come near me!

Don't you dare come near me. Don't you dare.

Tomás.

Listen to me. I know you loved her.

Carla's gone.

But you've got your whole life ahead of you.

You should cooperate.

If you have something on me, arrest me. I'm done talking, Luis.

Okay.

Tuesday's a bit soon. We could move it to Thursday.

Or we could do Wednesday.

Same time, 11:00 to noon.

What happened to you, Raúl?

I messed up my knee doing something dumb.

I hope it gets better.

-Thanks. -Wednesday…

Yeah, Dad?

Yeah, I just left the academy.

Yes.

Okay, don't worry. I'll stop on the way and get them for her.

I can't hear you. It's cutting out.

Bad signal. I'm in the parking garage.

How's school going, Raúl?

What are you doing here?

Since when?

I don't know what you mean.

Since when?

Before or during the preparations?

Answer.

During.

She wasn't looking for it.

Neither was I.

It just happened.

-You two weren't doing well. -Really?

She wasn't doing well.

But she really loved you.

She did this for you. For the money you owed the bank.

We shouldn't be seen--

What were you two planning?

You were running away together?

She was pregnant.

What?

You didn't know?

-No. -Yes, you did.

-I didn't know. -You knew.

-I had no idea. -No?

She kept quiet 'cause it was yours.

Maybe she didn't want the baby.

What?

Of course she did. It was yours, Raúl.

No, it wasn't mine. It couldn't be. I can't have kids.

Do I look like an idiot?

I'm telling you, I can't have kids.

I knew something was going on. I knew it from the beginning.

-You two were leaving? -Tomás…

Were you leaving together?

Were you going to run away together or not, Raúl?

Answer me.

She didn't want a life with you.

DAD

Son? Raúl?

Tomás!

What have you done to my son?

I don't give a shit about the money! Take it.

But tell me where he is. Tell me!

-Let me see! -Get the hell off me!

-Show me your clothes! -Stop!

-I know his game! -Not now!

Fucking liar!

Fucking psycho!

-He's lying! -Stop!

Stop, dammit! Enough!

What happened?

Tomás.

Tomás.

Tomás.

Tomás.

Tomás. Tomás, no! No, wait! Wait, Tomás!

And today, almost two months after the robbery at the Jiménez Ruiz Bank,

in the Chamberí district,

the police have arrested four Eastern European nationals.

The gang acted with the help of a member of law enforcement,

whose body was found inside a burned-out car

on the outskirts of Madrid.

The group is believed to be linked

to a criminal network operating in several countries,

specializing in bank and jewelry store robberies,

as well as illegal gambling and money laundering.

It's this connection to illegal gambling

that may have linked the deceased officer to the organization.

The stolen money and goods have not been recovered.

Six shares.

Two for you,

one for you,

one for you, and two for me.

You still won't tell us who the sixth person is?

No, there's no need to know that, not even today.

"No need" for whom?

That was the deal, partner.

Anything else?

No?

Cell phones on the table, please.

Best of luck to you all.

Well, thanks a lot, Mr. Banker.

I've missed you so much.

I've missed you too.

We can finally go.

Vietnam.

I'm pregnant.

I don't know whose it is.

I don't care.

I don't need to know.

Do you know what a band gap is?

No.

The band gap is…

Never mind. It's complicated.

But a diamond has a very wide band gap.

This one doesn't. It's moissanite.

A convincing fake, but worth 1% of what you think.

No, that's impossible. Are you sure?

And those?

You took them.

Yes.

You bastard.

What was your plan for them?

What does it matter now? They're fake, all of them.

I risked it all for you and Mom, and you pull this?

-It's not like that. -Then what is it? Huh?

What is it then?

Explain it.

What else was in the box?

There was nothing else. Just the bag and that shit, moissanite.

Are you sure?

You have my word.

So much for your word.

Your fucking word.

This can't be happening. Ernesto was adamant.

And the owner presented invoices, appraisals…

It was all in his statement.

-They fucked us over. -You're the one who fucked us over.

-Morning. -Good morning.

I'd like to see Ernesto, the manager.

You went to the bank just three days ago.

I go twice a week.

What for?

What do you mean, "what for"?

I love those diamonds more than my children.

Are they legally acquired?

Of course they're legal.

There you have the invoices,

the appraisals, the gemologist's reports…

-What are you doing in the video? -The usual.

Look at them, touch them, count them. Same old routine.

Who else knew there were diamonds in box 34?

Yeah, Raúl?

He's not here. He's on sick leave.

I don't like this. I'm heading to his place.

Fuck!

-Sorry. -What happened?

Nothing. See you there?

No, wait.

What's wrong?

The diamonds.

The owner had private insurance. The diamonds are covered.

Yes…

The expert provided the document. It's here.

How much?

Five million euros.

That son of a bitch.

He took them out and swapped them.

He gets the payout and keeps the diamonds.

-He knew we were going to rob the bank. -Only one way he could've known.

Ernesto. I'll give your dad the address and have him go there.

Some of your colleagues came by my store to tell me

that if I saw anything suspicious,

I should contact you, and that's why I'm here.

-For you, sir. -Thank you.

-He's still at home. -What do we do? Do we go in?

No. We stay here and wait.

Your colleagues warned me over a month ago.

After the bank robbery. In case I saw anything suspicious.

And I'm telling you, the diamonds weren't real.

Otherwise, why would I be here?

But he was convinced they were real.

And if someone has diamonds and doesn't know they're fake,

then they can't be theirs.

That's my guess.

Could you describe him for us in detail?

Yes, of course.

But wouldn't it be better if you saw his face yourself?

-Here you go. -Thank you.

How are you?

-Good. And you? -Good. Have a seat.

Thank you.

Coffee?

-Perfect. -Antonio.

Who is it?

My dad.

What's he saying?

Let me see.

Shit, it's the bartender.

-What bartender? -The one from the bar.

They looked ordinary. In their thirties.

One definitely had a cap on,

and the other had a light… Well, brown beard.

Fuck.

Those sons of bitches.

She's the sixth person.

Taxi…

He's carrying a suitcase.

He's leaving.

Careful, he's close.

Here you go. Your half.

All good?

Looks like it.

Enjoy it.

I'll certainly try.

-Well, have a good trip. -It was a pleasure.

Give Ernesto a hug from me.

I will.

Excuse me.

Is that the way out?

No, that's the restroom. The main door's the only exit.

Thank you.

Police. Get out of the car.

Right there.

Watch your head.

He's going to the airport.

Lucía? Right now?

-Your Cyber Division partner? -Yes.

What's up, Lu?

Hey, sorry to bother you.

I'm checking the server for the Mercury case.

Yes.

I can't find the traffic logs from yesterday. Did you move them?

The logs? The ones we captured from the TOR proxy?

Yeah, those. The folder only has a partial dump.

I moved them to the encrypted NAS container.

They were too big.

Dammit. Okay.

I can see them now.

-Sorry, my head's all over the place. -No worries.

Thanks. Bye.

See you later. Bye.

Excuse me.

…please check the flight information screens regularly

for gate or schedule changes.

Attention, passengers,

security may require additional baggage checks.

Morning.

Thank you very much.

Attention, passengers, for your safety, please…

Go ahead.

TEF Air flight seven, four…

Hello, my darling.

Hello.

So? Do you have them or not?

I have them.

And they're well hidden.

Well, finally, right?

Finally.

It felt like forever, not seeing you.

Yeah, well, we had no choice.

And the bank?

On leave for depression.

I haven't recovered from the robbery. I needed a vacation.

Everything worked perfectly, just like you said.

There's one last step.

It's not over till we're airborne.

Thank you so much, Lola.

Why?

Because I love you so much.

-I'm going to the restroom. -Hey.

Be careful not to sneeze, or else they'll slip out, okay?

Attention, passengers, for your safety,

please don't leave your baggage unattended…

Relax. We're at an airport.

Where is she?

Where's who?

We're not idiots. We know.

-Where is she? -Who do you mean?

You son of a bitch.

Answer.

I'll answer. You wanted to get back what the bank stole, right?

And solve your problems. Well, they're solved.

What else do you want?

Ernesto, how much did you keep? Half, right? Okay. Two and a half.

We'll just split it. No big deal.

-What is she talking about? -Give us our share of the diamonds.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Don't be an asshole, Ernesto.

…please board at gate number B10.

Excuse me. That's my boarding group.

-You're not boarding. -You'll wait for her, right?

-You're not going anywhere, you hear? -Let go of me!

Excuse me.

Everything okay?

Everything's fine. Everything's fine, sorry.

I'm getting on that plane.

If you stop me, they'll arrest me, won't they?

And I'll tell them everything. And we'll all go down.

Go ahead.

Don't be childish, Carla. If I leave, this ends here and now.

You might get less than you expected, but…

you'll be free.

You'll finally have each other.

It's your call.

That's the spirit.

Consider yourself lucky. There are few women like her.

Departure of Ayutthaya flight 3215 to Paris.

Passengers, please board at gate B9.

Welcome.

-Welcome on board. -Thank you.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. This is Madison, head flight attendant.

On behalf of the captain, the crew, and the airline,

we welcome you aboard.

Please take your seats, fasten your seat belts…

Last call for passengers on Ayutthaya flight 5022 to Bangkok.

Passengers, please proceed to gate number B10.

Boarding complete. Closing doors.

Hey!

We have to wait a little longer.

-Boarding's over. -My partner hasn't boarded!

Please take your seat.

-Please take your seat. -It's just a minute.

Please take your seat.

She was right outside with me!

-Sir, boarding is complete. -Excuse me.

Honey, is everything okay?

Yes.

-Are you really okay? -Yes, Ernesto, yes.

Where are you?

On the plane.

On the plane? Where? I can't see you.

I won't say it again. Please return to your seat.

I'm not going with you.

Please.

Don't hang up.

Sorry. Don't hang up.

What? What are you talking about?

I thought I could forgive you,

that what happened to my brother wasn't your fault.

That, after all, you were just as trapped as everyone else.

I saw you suffer.

I saw how much you cared for me and everyone else.

Of course I cared, Lola.

I got carried away.

I hated myself for it, but I did it.

I believed in us, Ernesto. In the plan, in leaving, in…

Until you brought up the diamonds, said we should keep them.

Lola, listen, the diamonds…

I did it for you.

No. You did it for yourself.

I wish you had met him. Really. He was happy.

It was his dream to have his own construction company.

And he trusted you.

What was that slogan of yours?

"Growing together." And you ruined him.

All of you.

-Us? -Yes. You and your bank.

You watched him go under and did nothing.

You did nothing.

I'm begging you.

Let's get off the plane and talk--

Just answer me this.

What hurts more? Losing me or losing the diamonds?

I'm sorry for what I'm about to say. Deep down, I knew I'd have to test you.

Test me?

I did it because I needed to know if I could trust you.

What are you talking about?

I'm saying you know what we're like.

We bankers always need guarantees, Lola.

Always.

Tell me what you mean!

I wish I'd been wrong. This isn't what I wanted. I swear…

Sir, you need to turn off your phone. Fasten your seat belt.

Ma'am, please turn off your phone.

Yes.

Ernesto.

Ernesto.

Have a good flight, Lola.

Any more drinks over here?

-Something to drink? -Water, please.

Yes, of course.

-I'm sorry. -No, it's okay.

-I'll get some more. -Don't worry.

-I'm sorry, sir. -Don't worry, it's just water.

-Spit it out! -They weren't there, damn it!

-Weren't there? -The box was empty.

-Let me see! -Get the hell off me!

-Show me your clothes! -Stop!

-I know his game! -Not now!

Fucking liar!

Fucking psycho!

-He's lying! -Stop!

Stop, dammit! Enough!

Come on!

-Raúl. -Help! I'm trapped.

Wait.

-Wait! I'm coming. -Come help me!

-Come on! -Get up, Raúl, dammit.

Careful!

Pull. Pull up.

Come on, dammit!

A car's coming!

-Masks! Now! -Come on, let's go!

Masks, everyone!

Are you okay?

-Come on. -Raúl.

Come on, Tomás, dammit!

Let's go!

Let's go! Now!

It reeks of shit in here.

Well, you'd better get used to it.

Damn my luck

Damn this never-ending story

CONDAL BANK YOUR MONEY IN GOOD HANDS

This mix of life and death

I've had to suffer through

May the star I was born under

Be cursed forever

May it be dragged down to hell

Never to leave again

There's no pain that doesn't haunt me

Even a sunbeam splits me in two

Even my shadow hides

What you see is who I am

COLLISION COURSE

There's no pain that doesn't haunt me

Even a sunbeam splits me in two

My hopes hide away

What you see is who I am

Damn the Year of the Pig

Damn January, that wretched month

Of that lost winter

That sad twenty-third

And may the records of time

Remember, just this once

To erase that moment

Time: six damn o'clock

There's no pain that doesn't haunt me

Even a sunbeam splits me in two

I even curse my own name

What you see is who I am

And before I'm gone for good

I'll tell you that until today

I was both mad and sane

What you see is who I am

Damn my luck

Damn my luck

Damn my luck

Damn my luck

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