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(Sirens and radio chatter)

(AGENT)
All teams ready

(AGENT 2 OVER MEGAPHONE GIVING INSTRUCTIONS)

- Come on, come on,
cover the right flank.

-Come on, come on, come on.
-"Everyone Alert, CSI arriving".

-There seems to be lots of evidence.

(RADIO) "Searching the upper floor".

"The west room looks like
a classroom."

"Stools, blackboard ..."

"There is no human presence."

(SUAREZ) "Inspector,"

we have found something else.

(RACHEL) nobody enters the classroom
except CSI.

-Count on it.
-Inspectora.

-The kitchen and the bathroom
are full of leftovers.

Come on with me.

(RACHEL) What is that?
-They look like anchovies.

-Anchovies.

-"Inspector, the purchase records

that were stolen
from Palomeque's pharmacy."

They were in a drawer.
-(SIGHS) Fuck.

The person that helps them from outside
has been here

and less than 30 hours ago.

Place surveillance
on the adjoining roads.

- "Attention, cut all the roads
in a 10 km radius".

"The suspect may be close,
I repeat, may be close."

-"Received. Units in motions.
Informing the DGT (Traffic Police Central Unit)".

"The inspector began to secrete adrenaline and cortisol."

"Her rhythm and blood pressure increased,

just like a lioness seconds before
hunting her gazelle. "

"She was excited and I felt the breath
of her prey very close by."

(Whispers)

(Photo camera)

We have up to eight different
types of fingerprints.

One of them has already been collated.

It belongs to Silene Oliveira,
aka Tokyo.

(RACHEL SIGHS)

"Rachel could not stop
asking herself questions."

"Were all that evidence really
a thread to follow...

or again a dead end
in which to get stuck?"

(Photo camera)

This makes no sense.

(NAIROBI AND TOKYO LAUGH)

"And Rachel was right,

because the Professor
had planned meticulously

to bring the Police to Toledo,

and that's why he had left
a fantastic crime scene

worthy of an Oscar
and full of DNA of people

that had nothing to do
with the robbery."

"What the Professor did not count on
was going back

to leave the fingerprints of those that
the police already had identified,

Berlin, Rio

and me".

"And while at it,
bewilder them with some leftover anchovies

and the stolen pharmacy papers."

"All he wanted was to take
inspector Murillo to a dead end

in which she would lose,
at least, three days".

"Three very productive days for us,

because they give a lot
when you're printing bills

at a rate of eight million per hour."

"Above all, with the inestimable help
of the hostages".

Come on, girls, I need this counted
in half an hour.

What's wrong with you? Ginger up, girl.

Look at those smiles
people are working with.

Work, work, that work dignifies, fuck.

"Made into accomplices
and with the hope of receiving someday

in the mail one million euros."

You, come with me. Oh!

-Phew! (GASPS)

"Something did not fit."

"Between those walls there was nothing
they did not already know."

"What the Professor had calculated
would take them three days,

It took the inspector
50 minutes."

Suarez, call Alberto,
to come as soon as he can.

-Alberto, your ex-husband?

- Is he not the best CSI?
Well, then have him come

-Attention, communication with Central.
Operative service 315,

"Toledo farm".

"Inspector Murillo requests

the presence of inspector Vicuna,
of the CSI.

(Voices on the radio and murmurs)

(Helicopter)

(Sirens and police radios)

(Helicopter)

"Rachel, I'm Julia,
Paula's teacher".

"I just wanted to let you know
that Paula's father has come

and he has taken her out to eat. "

"He said it was a family event."

"I would like to meet with you".

"No, it's not because of Paula,
Paula is doing well,

but his father wants to invite me
to coffee after class and ... "

"And I'm not sure how to approach it."

(Talking)

You can not come in.
-Sorry, I know the inspector.

Rachel, Rachel!

-Salva.

Excuse me,
I just wanted to say goodbye.

Forgive all this mess.
-No no. You are working.

Do not worry about anything.
Everything is fine.

I'll take that road,
I'll reach the town

and I'll find some bus to Madrid.

Wait. Suarez, is there a car
that's going to Madrid now?

-In half an hour leaves the first shipment
of evidence to Canillas.

I don't want to be a bother, really.
I'll take the bus and it's all good.

-Down the path
and then straight to the right

you get to the road.
I thought I saw a bus stop.

Yes.
-Salva, it's no problem.

An officer will take you, huh?

(MURMURS)

(MOSCOW) It's time now.

-There's still one minute left to 18:00.

-Well, given the circumstances,

You know what I'm going to wipe with your
fucking British punctuality (*my ass).

(Ringtone)

Telephone.

Third call without answer.

That's 18 hours
without news from The Professor.

And we already know what that means.

We will make a control call every six hours.

What happens if you don't call us?

(NAIROBI) Or if you do not pick up the phone.

If something unexpected happens,

You will have to wait for the next call

and so on until completing a cycle
of four calls, 24 hours.

What if in 24 hours we have lost contact
with you?

Then, with almost total certainty,

I would've been arrested
and they'll be questioning me.

(Whispers)

(MOSCOW) We haven't heard from
the police either.

Surely something is happening outside.
What do we do?

-Hum ... Oh! Well,

there is still one more call
to complete the cycle,

at 00:00.
-(DENVER) What cycle?

The cycle of the fucking mouse trap?
-Denver, stary calm.

The Professor must be tying a loose end.

There is nothing to worry about yet.

For now,
we keep guarding the hostages

and printing money calmly.

I'm going to rest a little.
-Are you kidding?

With all this shit on top of us,
are you going to get laid now?

Oh, Tokyo, please.
-What?

There is no need for you to be vulgar now.

You don't need it. First, it does not suit you
(*it's not your style)

And second,
if I had to look for an ally here,

in this band,
in hedonistic terms,

that would be you.
What happened to the "carpe diem"?

What happened ... is that the plan
has crumbled in fucking pieces

and that maybe you do not care
because you're terminally ill,

but not to me.

I'm leaving.
-Fucking son of a bitch.

-(SIGHS)
Here is another one.

-Are you really fucking a hostage?

Who, that poor woman you have running around

like she was your fucking secretary?

-Not "that poor woman", her name's Ariadna, Nairobi.

And, yes, we have connected.

The day we entered here

Ariadna was trembling in a ...
manner that I recognized.

That fragility,
that delicacy aroused something in me.

-What a fucking shit of a speech,
because there's nothing creepier

in this world than to fuck a hostage.

Ah...

-It's not so bad being with a hostage,
is it?

What's happening?

I can be accused of fucking well
or fucking bad,

but not to fuck at gunpoint.

-Denver ...
No.

-So what's the problem? Yes, yes,
I also have a relationship.

With Monica Gaztambide.

-What are you saying, son?

-Fuck, I saved her life
and she hugged me and kissed me.

I did not force her to anything.
There was love.

- Jeee ...
- But what love, you moron?

Hey? Don't you know
what Stockholm syndrome is?

-Well no, Nairobi, I do not know
what that syndrome is.

But if she has a syndrome
or a fucking disease,

we will overcome it together.
-You will not overcome it together

because you are provoking it.
The Stockholm syndrome

is when the hostage ends up having feelings
for the kidnapper.

What that girl is,
is scared,

But you're an illiterate moron and
you think it's love.

What the hell is wrong with you all?
-(MOSCOW) Okay now.

Enough already.

Nobody here has a Nobel Prize,

but we have to stop
throwing shit on each other.

We are in a critical situation.
-We are not.

In a critical situation we will be

if the Professor does not call within six hours.

And then we would activate
the Chernobyl plan.

-The Professor did not say anything about that.

What is the Chernobyl plan?

-If everything goes well,
you will never know.

So, please,
let's have a little patience.

OK?

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to empty my mind.

(Helicopter and noise)

-Salva, do you think I should leave the case?

I don't know, pretend I'm not feeling well,
take a leave of absence,

Give up.

Well, it's a very personal question.
-That's why I do it to you.

We've had sex ... I don't know,
you've even met my mother and everything.

No, what I meant is that it's a question
that only you can answer.

Only you know how you're feeling.

Well ... What I feel is that all this
is too big for me.

If they had put another person in my place ...

No, not that, Rachel, no.
If you are in charge

of a crisis like this
it's because nobody better than you

knows how to manage it.
-I dont know.

At least in tent,
talking to that guy,

the Professor, the guy I'm negociating with,
I feel of use there.

Even though I face questions of the style:

"What are you wearing?".
-"What are you wearing?".

Yes.

But, I don't know, here,
in the open field,

I feel that ... he is stronger than me.
I can't beat him.

I dont know.
Look at all those people working.

30 guys from CSI and I do not even know
where to go from here.

I feel lost.

Oh ... Excuse me, Salva.
It's getting late for you, right?

No, no, not at all.

(RADIO) "Inspector Murillo,

Inspector Vicuna, of the CSI,

is entering the perimeter. "

-Would you come with me?

Of course

-Hello Rachel.
Thanks for calling.

It has been a very professional gesture
on your side.

How is Angel?

- He's still in a coma
There are no news.

He is Salva, a friend.

Well, my current partner, that is.

Salva, the inspector Alberto Vicuna.

Salvador...

-Martin.
Salvador Martin.

A pleasure.

-Likewise

I'm glad you're with Rachel.

I won't bother you. I'll go inside and
it'll be as if I'm not here.

But you have to brief me
up to speed, huh?

What's that?

460.000 euros

A pinch, just in case we're caught.

To start from scratch you and me
when we get out of jail.

(Knocks on the wall)

(Sounds hollow)

I'm going to hide it here,
behind our tile.

I'm going to make a hole with the saw

and I'm going to reseal it.
In a few years we come

and we buy a small apartment
in La Manga.

That if the euro still exists, right?

Damn, it's true.

(LAUGHS)

Listen to me.

No, you will not start again

with that crap that you want to leave me,
right?

Fuck, wait until we get arrested and then
leave me with a letter or something.

Listen to me.

Things are going to get very ugly

and I'm not the type to stay still.

I'm more of a trigger happy bully.

I know.

But you are not.

I need to ask you a favor.

When the romp begins,

you have to surrender

You get a white flag and
you surrender.

That will serve as mitigating circumstances
when things escalate.

When things escalate ...
I'll be with you.

When the romp begins ...

I'll be with you...

to open grave.

And I tell you one more thing:

I only take out the white flag
when Madrid (*football team) wins.

Ok.

So, what, wanna fuck a little?

OK, it's not the time.

Romp then?

Romp.

Hey, come on.

- Did you know about that syndrome?

-The Stockholm syndrome?
Yes, I had heard something.

-I did not force her to anything, dad,
I swear.

If I went to take her food and ...
she hugged me around the neck,

she was going for my mouth and you don't
know how, she would not let me go, dad.

It was for real, I swear,
we really kissed for real.

If I danced in front of her
and everything.

-Look at her.

When have you had a girlfriend like that?

-Well, that Vanessa girl.

-Vane?
-Vane was beautiful.

-Vane was neither beautiful,
nor smart, nor good.

Because she was from your world and
you had your little things in common.

-What is my world supposed to be?

A world of lowlife shit, right?

-Take a real good look at her.
Look at her!

First, she is an official
goverment worker,

that means, she has studies,
and a lot.

Second, her last boyfriend was the CEO

of the Mint and,
third, she's beautiful to burst.

And elegant.

That woman is from another league, son.

Don't know, she's Champions and we're more of
struggling to stay in the Little League

-It's enough. That's enough.
-Hey?

-I got it!

I'm shit,
I have to think like shit

and I have to dream with shit.
I got it.

(Strong knock)

Quiet!
(SHOUTS)

(RIO) I said silence, fuck!
Hands over the head!

(MOSCOW) Hey, hey, hey!

Can we know what's happening?
-What happens is that this is weird

and that nobody's calling in.

And if we're going to get riddled
with bullets and going to hell,

At least we can watch it on TV,
right?

(Door opening)

-Stay calm.

Monica Gaztambide,
it's time for your cure.

(Voices in the police radio)

(Photo camera)

The first rconnaissance

has given us fingerprints of eight people.

There is DNA in cigarette butts, chewing gum, chopsticks, even in a yogurt.

More than 100 classified pieces of evidence
and still many more to go.

It seems that they also wrote the plan
on the blackboard.

We are trying to recreate it.
-They left the written plan?

-Yes. Well, that's the question,

if this is a contaminated scene

or if it responds to a lack of zeal
to destroy evidence.

-They are inside the
National Mint & Stamp Factory,

I do not think they lack
a lack of zeal or intelligence.

(SIGHS)
None of this is worth shit.

Angel went further than you
with the prints he found.

-What prints?
-He did not say anything to you?

He got a personal object, a spoon.

"From there we isolated the same prints
that we found in the patrol car".

Angel met someone from the band
or at least was very close.

If there is anything useful here,
I know where it can be. Come.

Everything they really wanted to erase

they would've burned in there.

It is the surest way
to destroy anything

and it is what we would all do.
-But there are only ashes there, and not many.

-And those ashes first were firewood, coal,

but also documents, photos,

a paper that, when burned, loses most of its material.

The fire creates some volutes of hot smoke

that raise those paper particles
by the flue of the chimney.

Sometimes, those particles stick

to the rough brick of the wall.

If there is something worthwhile,
it is inside there.

Leave us to work.

Gandia, bring the glasses
and the infrared camera.

(NAIROBI) Come on, girl, I'm in a hurry.
Come on, move. Let's see...

Move. Go work.

(Door closing)

(SERIOUS) Turn around.

You sound serious, right?
-No.

(HUMMING, SENSUAL)
-Can you stop?

I'll spilled the Betadine.
-Ok, ok, the Betadine, sure.

(HUMMING)

Monica,
I'm being serious.

What happens, ...
have our 60 hours of love ended?

What happens is that you're a hostage and
I have kidnapped you,

So when this is over and we get out of here, we'll see.

What?

What's up?

Come!

What, something has happened
and I don't know about?

Maybe you don't realize

because you are here against your will,
Monica,

but you have a syndrome

What? What syndrome?
-From Stockholm.

You fall in love with the son of a bitch
that has kidnapped you.

And since you're out of your mind 'cos of that,
you treat me like I'm your boyfriend.

It's a psychiatric thing,
doctors treat it.

Listen out...

What if I tell you that this is the biggest
nonsense I have ever heard in my life?

What else are you going to tell me?
Since you are with the syndrome.

No, Denver, listen to me.

What if we had crossed paths outside
on the streets?

Or if I had asked you for a change
for the slot machine in a bar,

What would you have thought of me?

Would you have paid attention to me
more than two seconds?

For real, tell me.
No, right?

Well, that's it.

You go your own way,

I'll follow mine ...

and "keep going forwards".

But wait...

Do you feel something?

Something for me?

I do not have any syndrome, Monica.
-Tell me...

Do you feel something?

Yes, but mine is real,
it's not Stockholm.

And yours ...

I can not make it go away from your head.

I can't

I can not do that to you.

Fuck.

(Tango "For a Head" playing)

(BERLIN) Hum ...

What are you thinking, green eyes?

# For a head of a noble foal,

# that right on the finish line
slows on arrival

# and that when returning it seems to say:

# "Do not forget, brother, you know,
you do not have to play."

# By a head... #

-I look at you and I
want to know everything about you.

- # ... of that flirtatious and smiling woman

# that when swearing smiling ... #

-Every day that you have lived,

every smile, every tear,

every moment of happiness.

-# By a head... #

-To me,
You are a charming mystery, Ariadne.

- # ... his kissing mouth erases the sadness ... #

-For example ...
Let's see, your first kiss.

-# By a head... #

-Do you remember who gave it to you?

- # ... if she forgets me, what does it matter to lose ... #

-What was his name?

- # ... a thousand times life ... #

(ARIADNE) Raul.

- (WHISPERING) Raul.

(The tango song ends)

-Raul had to really feel like a
... lucky man.

Like Neil Armstrong,
walking on the Moon.

The first times are special.

Unique

But the last times are incomparable,
they have no price.

What happens that people ...

usually don't know that they are.

You see, I have six months to live.

Or four.

Maybe even less,

and one of the few things ...
that really matter to me now,

You know what it is?

To know that ...

I'm going to live here,

in here,

forever,

inside this beautiful head

Berlin.

something has happened ... serious.

Excuse me,
the agents who were going to Madrid?

It seems that nobody is going to leave.
(RADIO) "Sending a patrol car."

Oh well,
I'll walk to the road then.

Can I come in to say goodbye to the inspector?

-Come with me.

(BERLIN) Are you sure you want to do this?

You should take everything with you.

No, no.

Starting tomorrow they'll be no longer memories,
they'll simply be ...

evidence against someone who is in
search and capture.

Besides, nostalgia is seductive.

It's hard to get rid of memories
because we think ...

that memories are really those happy moments,
but ...

But they are not.

And what we are going to do tomorrow
requires us to think in the present.

(BERLIN SIGHS)

Not in the past.

That was your father.

And that is the only thing that matters.

We are going to do it for him.

(TV) "To this farm in Toledo have moved

more than 50 personnel,
including the inspector in charge,

the head of the SWAT operational unit
and agents of the CSI police,

who continue to work in the house that,
according to sources in the know,

could be the place where
the robbers organized

the assault ...
-"The Professor has been arrested.

-They're even questioning him
at the door of the house in Toledo.

- "Although the judge has decreed
the secrecy of summary,

the CSI Police could have found evidence

that confirm the presence in said house
of at least three ... ".

-Fuck.

(BLOW)

Shit!

They have cut off the digital terrestrial signal.
Fucking shit.

They don't want us to know.

And if they don't want us to find out,
it's because they're going to enter.

We can sit idle for five hours

or start the fucking Chernobyl plan,

that sounds better to me every minute.

-The Chernobyl plan is for desperate situations.

And I do not know if this is
the most desperate situation...

that can we stand.
Is it?

Fair warning, it is a plan in which
we would lose all the loot.

I, personally, have no desire to resign,
and you?

Will you give up now everything you've fought
so hard for, Tokyo?

Guys, they have the Professor.

There is not going to be any tunnel
in the hangar,

because the fucking SWAT will be
waiting for us.

We're in a fucking mouse trap.
-In five hours the Professor will call.

I still believe in him.
-Ha!

Even more,
I'm not passionate about democracy,

but I'm getting the urge to vote.

Who still believes in the Professor?

Helsinki?

-I "believing" in Professor.

Rio.

-I believe in what I see.

And what I see is that
we can no longer count on the Professor.

So I'm with Tokyo.

-Moscow?

-I went in accepting some rules.

And the rules have not been broken.

I still trust the Professor.

-Denver?

- I vote to get out of here, right now.
To me, being a billionaire

is like too big for me to handle.

(BERLIN LAUGHS)

Nairobi, you decide.

The tiebreaker.
-(PUFFING)

-I have a very good reason
to be with the Professor,

And if he is not blown to pieces,
I'll believe in him until the end.

I'm with Berlin.
(BERLIN LAUGHS)

Rachel.

Forgive me, I don't want to bother you,
but it's that ...

Now it is getting a little late for me...

I'm going to take this
to Canillas, huh?

I was just going to Madrid,
I was going to take the bus.

If you want, I'll give you a ride
-What?

Well, I could use it.

Let's go.

Truth is that I saw Rachel very well,
and that is a good thing.

You know, in a separation,
until both persons don't redo their lives

it is complicated

Ya, I'm glad too,
the truth is that Rachel

she is an extraordinary woman
-Yes, yes, of course.

I want the best for her.

If she is well, our daughter is well,
and we'll all be fine.

Are you hot?
Should I switch on the air conditioner?

No, no, the temperature is fine.
It's me, I'm a little ...

A little messed up.

You surely have not have drank the coffee
from the catering,

that shit should be prohibited.
-Well...

Yes, I made that mistake.
I've taken three cups

and I have a problem ...

A colon problem,
it's nothing serious,

but I have a bacteria that ...

Well, that forces me to evacuate

more regularly than usual.

It's a bit embarrassing,

but I didn't want to go to the bathroom
at the crime scene either.

(MOANS IN PAIN)

Do you want me to stop?

Well, I wouldn't mind if you do,
I'd really appreciate it.

No problem,
I'll stop at the first gas station.

I think the best thing for both of us
would be to stop as soon as possible.

Look, right here.
-There?

Yes.
-Sure, sure, of course, no problem.

Thanks.

Salva!

Salva.

You okay?

Yes, yes, much better.

Amazing how (*messy) people are.
Hum.

Alberto, whenever you want, huh?

Suarez, come for a second.

Pilar.

Listen, I want you to analyze Angel's car.

-We've already done it,
it's the procedure.

-And?
Did you find anything strange?

-It had the brake fluid line blocked,

but it does not mean anything.
-How does it not?

It could have been tampered,
could it not?

-Could've,
but the usual is that it wasn't.

Duct obstructions, breakage of parts ...

This is what usually happens when a car going
170km/h flips over twice.

I am sorry.
(RACHEL) Wait, wait.

Did he tell you where he got the spoon

that he asked you to analyze?
-No, no.

I have to continue working.

-Suarez,
when did Angel come to Toledo?

Yesterday, right?
-Yesterday, yes, but ...

-It's possible that he took it from here.

That he arrived to this house before we did.

Or ... I don't know, maybe he took it
from the bar in town or from the pharmacy.

Maybe he suspected someone ...
-Rachel, Rachel, easy.

You won't solve anything like this, only Angel knows where the spoon came from.

-Angel and the guy who helps them from outside.

The same guy who was listening to us
through the microphone.

The same guy who has tried to kill Angel
by sabotaging the brakes.

-They just told you that
this is not proven.

-Angel followed a clue
and somebody tried to kill him.

And he will try to do it again
if he comes out of the coma.

-"What are you thinking?

-This time we will set the trap for him.

(Telephone)

(Hard knock when hanging)

(SPEAKS HIS LANGUAGE)

(MOANS DUE TO EFFORD)

(SPEAKS IN HIS LANGUAGE)

(WHISPERS IN HIS LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKS IN HIS LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKS IN HIS LANGUAGE)

(SIGHS)

"Do not judge him."

"Helsinki did what he had to do,

what the soldiers do in war,

what we do with animals
when we do not want them to suffer."

"Without hatred,
as an act of humanity."

Put the gun down.

Bum!

(SIGHS)

"And I also did what I had to do."

"Not because of hate,

as an act of humanity. "

"After all,

what is more human than
trying to survive?"

I was just thinking about
what you said before,

all that about you wanting
the best for Rachel.

What?

Well, I do not think it's true.

If it were true, you would not be ...
fucking her sister.

That's not your business.
-Sorry, but I am interested.

When I heard about your story, I thought:

"Wow, this guy has to be really in love...

head over heels
to get into a mess like that."

Fall in love or be fucking the sister...
of your own wife,

but when I found out that you were
also flirting with

your daughter's teacher ...

Your daughter's teacher!

I thought, I see it clearly now:
"This is one of these guys

who shares his brain with his cock
and the muscles,

a disturbed asshole who has to
pretend in society (*to be normal)".

What bothers me the most
is that it's Rachel

the one that has ended up
going to the psychiatrist

when it's you who should have gone

But how are you going to
go to a psychiatrist?

If you have no idea what garbage you are.

You motherfucker.
-I'm the motherfucker,

you garbage?

Get out of the car.

Alberto, if I get out of the car,

I'm going to give you such a lesson
that you won't be able to stand on your feet.

Get out of the fucking car.

(BERLIN COMPLAINS)

Do you know what this is?

(LAUGHS)

My medicines

Days of life

It's unbelievable ..

that such a valuable thing
is stored inside something so fragile,

Right?

(Broken glass)

You haven't taken well
losing the election, Tokyo.

You should do a little more
inner personal work.

I'm not going to stay still

while they come to kill me
for a shitty vote in an election.

You stay if you want,

but you do not decide for us.

Is that all?
You can get out in peace.

No problem,
I will carry you in my prayers.

I have lived with you all
really beautiful days.

(DENVER) Tokyo please, to the point, they're
going to come in and catch us.

Berlin, tell us the Chernobyl plan

or I blow all your arsenal.

-"No."

(FIRM) No.

(Broken glass)

Are you really thinking about torturing me
by breaking little glass vials?

(LAUGHS) Oh, Tokyo, Tokyo.

Ay ay ay!

So mature for some things
and such as child for others.

(Broken glass)

You should consider doing something
more forceful:

sectioning a limb, for example.

But of course,
I'm taking so many opioids

that I may not feel anything.

Denver.

Give me the revolver.

(LAUGHS, SARCASTICALLY)

Oh!

(CONTINUES TO LAUGH)

Yes.

Tell us what the Chernobyl plan is.
-You don't have what it takes.

You got it?

Three

Two ...
(BREATHES GASPING)

One.

(PULLS TRIGGER)

(ALBERTO, THREATENING) What?
What do you have to say now?

You will find out.

You are going to hurt yourself.

(BERLIN, SCARED) Easy.
There goes the second one.

(PULLS TRIGGER)

Son of a bitch.

(PULLS TRIGGER)

(MOANS)
Oh!

(PULLS TRIGGER)

(BERLIN MOANS)
The fifth.

(Knocking on the door)

-What the fuck are you doing?

(Pound the door)

- We are playing Russian roulette, Nairobi!

Come back later!

(RIO) Fuck!

- Shit, Tokyo!

Tokyo, you are losing your mind.
What the fuck are you doing?

Do you want us all to go to hell
because of you?

You are going to fuck the plan.
-That's clear.

All by yourself.

Me?

I am fucking up the plan?

(NAIROBI) It's that you just can not, right?
You can not stop to think...

just a second
for once in your fucking life,

fucking brainless shithead.

I am brainless

well the plan to go look
for your son is crap.

(STUTTERING) What ...?

What the fuck are you saying?

When was the last time he saw you?
Three years ago?

He does not have
a single fucking memory of you.

Shut up your fucking mouth. Shut up.
-He will not recognize you

because he already has a mother
and has a father,

that for him, are the real ones.

You don't know a fucking shit.
-What?

You don't know a fucking shit.

All I know is that you were the broad
who carried him in your belly

and left him to go looking
for some fucking shitty pills.

Do you know what happens?
That I can't hear you very well.

-You can not?
-Why do not you come a little closer?

or, better yet, why don't you open the door
and tell me this to my face, my friend?

Two faced asshole. What I'm telling you
is that you lost

the chance to be a mother,
deal with it.

(COCKS THE GUN)

-Enough already!

(RIO) Listen, Tokyo,

We're all getting a little
out of hand, right?

Did you not want to go to
the open grave with me?

Well, welcome to the rollercoaster.

Son

Listen to me.

Get out of there immediately.

You are getting into a very deep shit.

- In a very deep shit?
What difference does it make?

If everything's gone to shit already.

-Ok look,
forget all that Stockholm stuff

We probably rushed conclusions,
nobody here is a doctor,

but, please, do not ...
Do not fuck it up.

(RIO) Do we go out or what?

No.
-Maybe we can still

vote another ...
-No!

We have already voted.

- (SIGHS) Come on, come on.

Come on.

Enough is enough...

(enough is enough)
-If it's true

that my time has come,
shoot.

Come on, Tokyo.

I am terminally ill.

I'm nobody to whom you are going to
cut off dreams and hopes,

but if you're playing scare,
think one thing.

When you bust my head,
you will the ones left with fear.

I'm the only one here
who knows the plan.

You're not going to have a fucking clue
how to get out of this mousetrap!

It's you who are playing Russian roulette!

Go on!

To the mess!

(CAUGHS)

Alberto, forgive me,
I let myself be carried away by passion.

Forgive me. I apologize ...
Alberto!

(CONTINUES COUGHING)

You are arrested
for assault to the authority.

Do not move.

Stay still there.

Romero, I'm bringing a detainee.
Attack to authority.

Take his prints and lock him up.

-Sit here.
I'll be right back.

(Steps approaching)

(BERLIN) Rest in peace.

(HELSINKI SPEAKS IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE)

(BERLIN) Helsinki.

Anytime.

"Rest in peace, Oslo."

"The quietest member of the band
and the one that had the worst luck".

"Later, the next one was me."

(MOANS)

(HELSINKI, INAUDIBLE)

(CAUGHS)

"I totally deserved it."

"Berlin took advantage of
my colleagues' rest shift

to give me what I deserved".

"Clearly, irreversible."

(Steps approaching)

You look like a birthday present.

(LAUGHING) You're only missing the ribbon.

What are you going to do to me?

You should dose your energy, Tokyo.

Aren't you going to kill me?

No

No. I will not kill you.

Nor am I going to torture you.

(Gate opening)

Motherfucker. I hate you.
-(LAUGHS)

Let me ask you one thing,

because this has to be the end of something, right?

Couldn't it be the beginning
of a beautiful friendship?

No!

[INAUDIBLE]

"And that's how it all started."

"Everything that would be
the end of the robbery,

of the days of confinement,

of my love with Rio. "

"Of everyone's dreams".

"Of my freedom".