Original subtitles

- [typewriter clacking] - [ominous music playing]

BANK UNDER SIEGE

After dictator Francisco Franco's death, Spain is in turmoil.

Following an economic crisis,

a coup attempt takes place on February 23, 1981.

The country is a ticking time bomb, ready to go off.

Based on real events.

[foreboding music continues]

MAY 23, 1981

9:05 A.M.

PLAZA DE CATALUÑA

[indistinct chatter]

[tense music rising]

[gun cocks]

[tense music fades]

[customers screaming]

- [alarm ringing] - [man 1] Get on the ground!

- [man 2] On the floor! - [man 1] Everybody, get down!

- [man 1] Number 3! Number 5! - [Number 3] Come on. Move.

- Come on. - [man 1] I want everybody in the lobby.

You, give me that cigarette, please.

Thank you very much.

Number 2, Number 7, and Number 8, now!

Go upstairs, and get everything clean for me.

[Number 3] You, on the floor.

[man 1] All right, folks.

If you cooperate, everything will be smooth.

No one will get injured. Fast and easy.

[Number 5] Get outta there!

Let's go, damn it.

[tense music building]

[man 1] Needless to say, this is a robbery, right?

- [Number 3] Come on! On the ground. - [Number 5] Get down, now.

[Number 2] Face on the ground.

[crowd screaming]

[sirens approaching]

[brakes screech]

[officer] Confirmed. We're in front of the Central Bank.

Waiting for orders.

[man 1] Number 6. To the main door.

[Number 5] Everyone on the floor, dammit!

[Number 2] Nobody fuckin' move! Everyone, stay put.

[Number 3] Everyone, stay calm.

- [gunfire] - [hostages screaming]

We need backup! We need backup!

[man 1 panting]

- [shots echo] - [gunfire rings out on TV]

[tense music fades out]

[nervous murmuring on TV]

[man] Everybody stay put!

[newscaster] Today marks three months since the failed coup d'état

on February 23rd, led by Lieutenant Colonel Antonio Tejero.

Without a doubt, King Juan Carlos's speech

was key in thwarting this attempt to end our young democracy.

[snoring]

[coughing]

[Juan Carlos I speaking inaudibly]

Maider Garmendia?

Shit, you're the newbie. The Basque.

RECEPTION

[colleague] Hey, kid.

Welcome here.

- [busy chatter] - [telephones ringing]

[receptionist] Come this way.

9:20 A.M. DAILY BARCELONA

- Who's he? - Bernardo García.

Berni, they call him.

He's a bigmouth and probably an alcoholic,

but most of the cover photos hanging in the lobby are his.

[tapping on door]

[editor] No.

EDITOR IN CHIEF

Yeah, I know. Take a seat.

Yes, I'm here. Tell me.

Mm-hmm.

[sighs] Yeah. That's perfect, Eduardo. We'll talk tomorrow.

No, no. Thank you.

Thanks. Speak to you soon.

Maider, sorry. Isabel Ruig.

- Nice to meet you. - My pleasure.

[Isabel] Take a seat, please.

I'm all yours. How are you doing?

I'm okay, thanks.

Sorry about your father.

But I want you to know you're not here because of him or what happened.

I really loved the material you sent. Very much.

I think you've got talent... and style. And that's uncommon.

Crime journalism is tough. Complicated.

And Barcelona...

Barcelona today is worse than the Bronx.

Robberies, fights, overdoses, murders...

I mean, here you won't get bored. Sorry, do you smoke?

No, thanks.

García Márquez said that

the best job in the world is journalism, and I agree with that.

But I want you to know that the newsroom is a jungle.

If you're not fierce, they'll eat you up.

We are few women, and we all protect each other.

So if anyone treats you badly or puts a hand on you, defend yourself.

And if you can't, whatever the reason may be, you tell me.

Okay.

So tell me, Maider.

You have questions?

When do I begin?

Mm... how 'bout right now?

Welcome.

Thanks.

Maider. I don't care about what you wear, but coming to the paper in a miniskirt...

It's like putting candy at a school gate.

9:35 A.M. PLAZA DE CATALUÑA

[sirens wailing]

[crowd screaming]

POLICE

[brakes screech]

[officers speaking indistinctly]

- [officer] Come on. - [overlapping conversations]

[officer] Come on. Let's go. Faster. Come on. Move it.

[officer 2] Come this way. Back behind the barriers.

[officer 3] Move.

- [officer 4] Stay back. - [crowd clamoring]

[officer 5 speaking indistinctly on bullhorn]

[officer 3] Move.

- [indistinct chatter] - [fax machines whirring]

[Maider] Thanks.

[phone ringing]

[phone continues ringing]

Daily Barcelona, Maider.

[woman] Listen to me.

The Central Bank in Plaza de Cataluña has been held up.

In the phone booth at the corner of Gran Vía,

there's an envelope with the conditions for the release of the hostages.

- If you're trying to pull a prank... - It's not a prank.

If our conditions aren't met,

we'll be forced to execute ten hostages every hour.

Hail Spain!

[call disconnects]

[receiver clatters]

[Maider breathing shakily]

Isabel?

- [tense music subsides] - [Maider sighs]

PHOTOGRAPHY

There's a heist at the Central Bank.

I got a call saying there's an envelope with the conditions of the attackers

in a phone booth at Plaza de Cataluña.

Raimon, stop being an asshole!

They're hazing you.

This is not a prank. I heard gunshots.

They'd be firecrackers.

I am very familiar with gunshots.

How can I get to Plaza de Cataluña?

[indistinct chatter]

If they're robbing the Central Bank, it's gonna be a mess.

It's not a robbery. They said they have hostages,

and they'll kill ten every hour if their conditions aren't met.

If they're not robbers, why the fuck did they go into a bank?

I don't know. Right before she hung up, she screamed, "Hail Spain!"

[under breath] "Hail Spain"? No fuckin' way.

- [engine starts] - [tires squeal]

- [tense music playing] - [man 1] Let's go!

[Number 3] Don't look at me. Hey!

[man 1] Okay. Careful, please. I don't want to hurt anyone, okay?

Excuse me.

Okay.

Where was I?

Now, I need three volunteers to go to the main window.

Nobody, right? Okay.

So you three, that group over there,

I want you to stand by the main window so everyone can see you, okay?

I need two more standing by the window on the left

and another two by the one on the right.

[hostages murmuring]

Come on! Move faster!

- [Number 3] To that window! - [Number 5] Move!

[man 1] Good! I see you're starting to understand how this goes.

So please, groups of three and start filling up all these empty windows.

Thank you all!

[Number 2] Come on, go downstairs! Come on! Everyone downstairs, now!

- [Number 5] Come on! Hands up! - [Number 6] Come on!

Everybody, down on the ground! On the ground!

- [Number 5] Come on! - [man 1] Everyone on the floor!

- [Number 5] Come on! - [Number 2] Come on, quick!

Number 1!

- Everything's clear upstairs now. - Fuckin' A. Let's go.

All right, folks! I'm gonna ask you one last favor this morning.

Just stay put. My colleagues will stay here with you,

making sure that you have everything you need.

Be right back.

[Number 3] You heard him.

[Number 6] You and you, stand up!

- You, get up. - [Number 3] Come on.

[Number 1 grunts, exhales]

[panting]

[intense music playing]

[tense music rises]

[music subsides]

[tense music resumes]

[sirens wailing in distance]

TELEPHONE

[tense music fades out]

[whispers] Take this.

Okay, hold on. Stop that car.

Where are you going? You can't go through.

Robbery Division. This is my partner. No one gets through. Nobody, okay?

Come on.

- Come on, come on! - [officer 1] Go! Get out of here!

- Quickly, people! Come on! - [officer 1] Go!

- Move! - [officer 3] This way!

- [officer 4] Come on. Quick. - [officer 5] Come on!

- Yes, hold on for a second. - [officer 1] Don't let anyone through.

- [suspenseful music playing] - [clamoring in distance]

[Berni breathing shakily]

[whispers] You can give it to the cops or take a peek inside.

What's it gonna be?

What does it say? What does it say?

It demands Tejero's release... and a plane to escape to Argentina.

[quietly] Show me the sheet. Show it to me.

- Show it to me. - [camera clicks, winds]

Another one. That's it. That's it.

[camera shutter clicks]

Hey! What are you doing here?

We're journalists.

[officer 1] Identification.

Come with me.

[officer 2] Quickly.

This way.

[siren wails]

[indistinct police chatter]

Captain, a dozen masked men with guns have entered the Central Bank

and have taken it over.

Anybody hurt?

Not that I know of.

Captain. Those reporters wanted to talk to you.

You got a real mess on your hands, Paco.

What the hell are you doing here, Berni?

We received a call at the paper.

They said they were attacking the Central Bank,

and there was an envelope in a phone booth with the robbers' demands.

Today marks three months since the attack on Congress.

If they're Civil Guards, this is gonna be a shit show.

[takes a deep breath]

Don't speak about this with anyone.

What's the upside for us?

You keep this information on hold for an hour, you'll make a new friend.

[exhales]

Let's go. Give Isabel a call.

I made a deal.

Look who's there.

[indistinct chatter]

[Berni] You're gonna miss your opportunity, kid.

[siren wailing]

9:50 A.M. BARCELONA CIVIL GOVERNMENT

[intense music playing]

- Who are you? - Sir. I'm Francisco López.

Captain of the Robbery Division.

- The Central Bank has been attacked. - I'm aware. I've been told.

They said there are hostages.

Between customers and staff, there could be around 300 people.

Three hundred hostages?

And here's what they're demanding.

[man] And as such, the strategic priorities

of our government will be... social dialogue,

harmonization of the many regions,

and the entry of Spain in the Atlantic Alliance.

Mr. President, the governor in Barcelona is on the line.

- He says that it's extremely urgent. - Extremely urgent?

- Those were his words. - Fine.

Governor?

[governor] Sorry to bother you. There's been a hostage situation

at the Central Bank of Barcelona.

I just sent you a telefax with the attackers' demands.

What do they want? Come on, read the document.

"As we strive to clean Spain of so much filth

and put a stop to Red terrorism,

we insist you immediately meet these demands."

"The release of four military heroes from February 23rd,

Lieutenant Pedro Mas Oliver, Colonel San Martín,

General Torres Rojas, and our brave Lieutenant Colonel Antonio Tejero.

In the span of 72 hours, you must have a plane

at the airport in Barajas,

ready to take the defenders of our cause to Argentina."

"And a second plane at Barcelona's airport,

with the same destination to guarantee our escape."

"If all of these demands are not met in the next 72 hours,

we'll be forced to execute ten people, and five more with each passing hour."

"If you attempt to enter the building we have occupied,

we'll be forced to blow it up with all the hostages we hold."

[sighs]

"We ask the Spanish people to forgive and accept our actions."

"Because it's the only way to bring back the peace...

we long for so much. Hail Spain."

Governor, is it known if the military or Civil Guards are involved?

No, for now, we don't know who they are.

Call the Director General of the Civil Guard.

Tell him to come immediately.

- Yes, Mr. President. - Almudena, put me through to His Majesty.

[sirens wailing]

Any news?

No changes.

Governor, we need to set up a command center

and establish communication with the attackers.

What do you need?

Those offices.

Okay. Give me a minute.

- [concerned chatter] - [camera shutters clicking]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Captain, were you able to confirm if there are Civil Guards involved?

- What was your name? - Maider.

This is the situation.

The president has ordered us to keep that note confidential.

So you can't tell anyone yet, or this is gonna become a circus.

Do you get it? No?

Arrest these two people. Keep them isolated until further notice.

[Maider] You can't arrest me! I'm a journalist!

We're reporters! You can't arrest us!

You can't arrest us!

We have rights!

[Berni grunts]

[kicking gate]

Scumbags!

[breathing shakily]

I'm so stupid.

You're just a good person.

[lighter clicks]

That's good if you're a doctor or a missionary.

But if you're a reporter, uh... [scoffs]

[Maider sighs]

Come this way. Come on.

10:30 A.M. OFFICES OF THE BANK OF BILBAO

[officer 1] To the right.

[officer 2] Sir, you can't go in there.

- [officer 3] To the left. - [officer 4] This way.

Gentlemen, come this way, please. Down this hallway.

[tense, rhythmic music playing]

This is the largest room we have.

Very good.

We need several phone lines and the blueprints for the bank.

Call Special Ops. We need the GEOs.

And get a few ambulances prepared, in case things get ugly.

- The priority is identifying them. - Let's figure that out.

We're gonna need a tape recorder.

Of course.

Thanks. Here.

[telephone ringing]

[Number 6] Why isn't Number 1 here?

Where the hell is he?

- [Number 1] Well, folks, we're back. - [Number 6] Fuck.

[Number 1] I hope you didn't miss us too much.

[timidly] Can I go to the bathroom?

Number 2, go with him, please.

Come on. Let's go.

[tense music dies down]

[phone continues ringing]

[Number 1 sighs]

Talk to me.

Who am I talking to?

[Number 1] I'm the operation's Number 1. Who are you?

I'm Francisco López,

Captain of the Robbery Division of Barcelona.

Captain. Did you receive our demands?

Tell him to identify...

Yes, we've already received them,

and the relevant authorities have been made aware.

Very good. Then we're gonna need a quick response.

And we want a direct line with Madrid.

There are many lives at stake.

How are the hostages? How many people in there?

Around 300.

Number 1, can I ask you to show us some gesture of goodwill?

What do you want?

I want to ask for the release of some hostages.

The elderly or women. People with medical conditions.

- Okay. - Tell him to identify himself.

What about this?

Fifty hostages in exchange for food and tobacco.

Ah. And we'll need an ambulance as well.

Hold on. Is anyone hurt?

Just send an ambulance and have people from the Red Cross deliver the food.

And no tricks, or this could end really badly.

Don't worry.

We're gonna keep our word as long as... you keep yours as well.

Listen, I'm the Government Delegate of Catalonia.

Firstly, I need to know who I'm speaking to.

Do you belong to some far-right group?

Are you Civil Guards? Who are you?

Tobacco and food in exchange for hostages. You've got half an hour.

[tense music swells]

[Paco sighs]

That was really unwise.

[governor] We need to know who they are.

Get me a coffee, please.

[reporter on radio] What we can confirm

is that the headquarters of the Central Bank has been taken over

by a group of masked individuals, and there's been a shootout

with the security forces.

Also, there's already been initial contact between the attackers and the authorities.

At this moment, the motivation for the attack

is still to be confirmed.

It seems that the note hasn't leaked yet.

This is a disgrace.

- The cops can't lock us up like this. - [sighs]

It's been 40 years of dictatorship, kid.

Bad habits don't just go away overnight.

Quit calling me "kid," okay? I'm a woman.

[indistinct chatter outside]

I'm sorry. I've got a daughter your age.

[quietly] That's what I call her.

[intense music playing]

- Cigarette? - [music subsides]

I don't smoke.

[flask rattles]

No booze for me.

You're the first reporter I know who doesn't smoke or partake.

[Maider sighs]

[exhales, groans]

- What's this? - [laughs]

Cognac.

- It's gross. - [exhales]

Sorry about your father.

It was the first time we had a moment of silence in the newsroom

after... an attack.

If you don't mind, I'd prefer not to talk about it.

[sirens wailing]

[suspenseful music playing]

Excuse me. Got a light?

Sure, babe.

Do we know who they are and their demands?

Doll, they're robbing a bank. What do you think?

[camera shutter clicking]

[coin clatters in slot]

[sighs]

- [man] Hello, National Radio. - Listen carefully to this.

I'm calling on behalf of the attackers at the Central Bank.

The authorities are hiding the true motives behind their actions.

This is not just a robbery.

It's an operation to set the heroes of February 23rd free.

[tense music swells]

[Number 1] Number 5 and Number 6, take the equipment to the vault.

Move, dammit.

All righty. The time has come that you've all been waiting for.

I'm gonna pick the ones going out.

Hmm.

You. How old are you?

I'm 63.

[Number 1] Good. Your colleagues must be around that age, right?

So... these two gentlemen stand up and wait by that pillar. Thanks.

Let's see. Um...

You and you, ladies. Go with them, please. With the group.

Come on! Move, move, please!

You, sir. What's up with you?

[grunts softly]

I have a heart condition.

Please keep calm. This'll be over soon.

Move with the group.

All right. Let's see.

You, you, you, you, you, and you,

With the group. Come on. Quickly! Quick, quick, quick!

- [hostage 1] Sir, I'm 60. - Great! You're in the prime of life.

- I have diabetes. - Don't eat sugar, then.

- [hostage 2] I'm asthmatic. - [Number 1] Okay, silence!

All right, calm down! Okay, silence!

- Silence! - [hostages scream]

- [gunshot echoes] - [Maider gasps]

[ominous music playing]

Shit!

Okay. You, stand up. Come on.

Don't worry. Don't worry. It's okay, all right?

This is gonna hurt.

[hostages scream]

[reporters clamoring]

[helicopter blades whirring overhead]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[intense, rhythmic music playing]

[ambulance siren wailing]

[intense music building]

[overlapping conversations]

Let's go back to the paper and talk to Isabel.

Let's hold off on telling Isabel.

[quietly] Come on.

[music peaks, fades]

[screams]

[Number 1] Don't scream, kid. You're going to scare the rest, man.

[young man groans]

[Number 1] Let me see. Out of the way. What is that?

You've never done a tourni... Get out, damn it!

I'll do it myself.

- Let's see. - [young man moaning]

[Number 1] Don't scream. Come on.

- There we go. - [cries out]

[Number 1] When it hurts, that means it's healing. Trust me.

Move.

Don't worry. In a month, you'll be good as new.

- You're young. - [groans]

Okay. Let's see.

You, you, the beefy ones, take him with the group.

Hey, Number 1. The Red Cross and the ambulance are here.

Perfect! Okay!

I need a volunteer to come out with me on the street.

Nobody?

- What are you doing? - I wanna see what's going on out there.

You're fucking crazy. You go out there, they'll light you up.

They ain't got the balls.

[inhales sharply] Hurry up! A volunteer, please!

Someone from the bank?

Nobody?

Okay. We've got one.

I'm the director of the bank.

[Number 1] What's your name?

- Ramón Royán. - [Number 1] Come with me, please.

[door squeaks open]

- Berni! - Thank you so much, ma'am.

[Maider] Come here, quick.

SPANISH RED CROSS

- [bell tolling] - [reporters murmuring]

I've got eyes on one of them. He's got a hostage.

One of the attackers has just walked out with a hostage.

[officer on radio] Got a shot on him. Awaiting orders.

[camera shutter clicks]

Nobody opens fire. I repeat, Nobody opens fire.

That masked guy could harm the hostage.

[Number 1] Get the injured guy out! And the one with the heart attack!

[young man breathing shakily]

[low, tense music rising]

[groans]

The Red Cross!

Leave the bags next to the door, on the left!

Come on, quick!

And you three, hurry up! Get back inside!

Come on, now!

[indistinct radio chatter]

Free all the hostages!

- [Number 2] Come on. - [Number 3] Go. Quickly.

- Quickly. Let's go, ma'am. - [hostages clamoring]

[Number 3] You don't want to go out? Come on, go!

[camera shutter clicks]

Come on, leave! Come on!

[Number 2] Quickly, everybody!

[Number 5] Let's go, let's go!

He dresses like a criminal in a courtroom.

[Number 3] Let's go, ma'am!

[woman cries out]

Quit all the yelling, lady. You're going home now.

[Number 3] Come on, move!

- Shit. - [officer] Come on, dammit!

Number 3, carry that pot inside, now!

- [tires squeal] - [ambulance siren wailing]

[Number 1] Come on. Very good.

All right, folks!

We're finished for now.

Come on, Mr. Rollán. Let's go back inside.

Slowly, okay? Mind the step. Please don't slip.

Close the door.

Let's move fast. This is gold.

- Hey, what's this? - [man on radio] Attention, breaking news.

Thanks to an anonymous call,

National Radio has the scoop

on the demands of the Central Bank attackers.

First of all, they request the release of Lieutenant Colonel Antonio Tejero.

- Captain. General Pajuelo. - Who?

The Regional Director of the Civil Guard.

General. Captain López, from the Robbery Division.

- Have we identified them? - No, sir. Nothing yet.

Did they use marked vehicles or carry service weapons?

We don't have that information,

but we'll question the released hostages immediately

to see what we can find out.

- Very well. Keep me informed. - Of course.

I don't think they're Civil Guards.

Far-right or military, at most. But not my guys.

We recorded the conversation with the leader. Wanna hear it?

- [crowd clamoring] - [indistinct radio chatter]

What's going on?

The radio just broadcasted the demands of the attackers.

Fuck me. The circus begins.

[group chanting] Hail Spain! Hail Spain!

Get 'em out of here. Come on. Out of here.

Stop!

Hey! Hey, stop!

[clamoring]

[somber string music playing]

- [man 1] Hail Tejero! - Get out of here.

[clamoring grows louder]

[man 2] Back off!

[woman screams]

Back off! Now! Back off!

Go!

[officer] Move back!

[Paco] Come on, get out of here!

Get them out of here, now!

[Paco] Get them out of here!

- You screwed up our scoop. - [Paco] It wasn't me.

Someone leaked their demands.

- Don't fuck with me, Paco. - I should report you.

Not too smart. I told you I could be helpful to you.

Oh, really?

Listen. Call me in a couple of hours, and I'll tell you how everything is going.

Let's go to the paper.

Don't trust him.

He's known for being a player and a smooth talker.

- [Maider] Hmm. - [Paco] Who am I talking to?

[Number 1] I'm the operation's Number 1. Who are you?

[Paco] I'm Francisco López, Captain of the Robbery Division of Barcelona.

[Number 1] Captain, did you receive our demands?

[Paco] Yes, we've already received them,

and the relevant authorities have been made aware.

[Number 1] Very good. Then we're gonna need a quick response.

And we want a direct line with Madrid. There are many lives at stake.

[Pajuelo] It can't be. [sighs]

What?

That voice. I could swear it's Gil Sánchez Valiente.

Who is that?

Captain Sánchez Valiente was with Tejero at the Congress when the uprising failed.

The next day, he just vanished, and we lost all trace of him.

[intense music playing]

So they are Civil Guards.

11:45 A.M. DAILY BARCELONA

- [overlapping chatter] - [Berni coughs]

Where the hell have you been?

We got arrested.

And you didn't hear about the statement?

We took a great photo of the original.

You have to be joking. Show it to me.

Maider. Um, compile the teletypes and the reactions as they come in.

What? Impossible. I have to go back to Plaza de Cataluña.

No. No, that's covered, and I need people here.

- But, Isabel... - Maider, the teletypes.

[president] What do you think, General?

Mr. President, it's hard for me to believe that the perpetrators of this action

belong to our forces.

But I'll give the order to account for all personnel and weapons in our bases.

[knock on door]

- Mr. President. - What's going on?

We just received a call from the governor in Catalonia.

He said General Pajuelo recognized the voice of the leader of the assault.

He thinks it is Captain Gil Sánchez Valiente.

Sánchez Valiente? Damn son of a bitch.

This might turn into... another February 23rd.

They want to destroy our democracy.

General, go to Barcelona.

Take care of this situation. Do whatever you need to, but fix it.

- Okay? - At your service, Mr. President.

[intense, rhythmic music rising]

BANK OF SPAIN FIVE THOUSAND PESETAS

["Super Superman" by Miguel Bosé playing]

[cheery pop tune continues]

♪ Super Superman ♪

♪ Don't you understand... ♪

How much, you think?

Don't know. [sniffs]

Uh... 200 million?

- No, much more. - Much, much more.

I'm gonna check the work.

♪ Superman ♪

[drill whirring]

♪ Knock 'em dead... ♪

Hey, bros! How are my in-laws doing?

- [Number 1 whistles] - [drilling stops]

How's it going?

This fucking wall is hard as fuck, that's how.

Yeah, but I bet my balls I'll get through it today.

[drill whirring]

Dig hard. Keep at it.

♪ Super ♪

♪ Dancing ♪

♪ Super ♪

♪ Moving ♪

♪ Super ♪

♪ Touching ♪

♪ Super ♪

♪ Loving, Superman ♪

♪ Superman ♪

♪ Superman ♪

♪ I'll tell you how to hit the beat ♪

♪ Superman ♪

♪ Super Superman ♪

- ♪ Don't you understand we love you? ♪ - ♪ Super ♪

♪ Movin' ♪

♪ Super Superman ♪

- ♪ Don't you know you are my hero? ♪ - ♪ Super ♪

- ♪ Loving ♪ - ♪ Knock 'em dead ♪

♪ Superman ♪

♪ Knock 'em dead ♪

♪ I'll tell you how to hit the beat ♪

♪ Superman ♪

- ♪ Come on to 54 ♪ - ♪ You Superman! ♪

♪ Super dancing ♪

♪ Super ♪

♪ Moving ♪

♪ Super ♪

♪ Touching ♪

♪ Super loving ♪

♪ Knock 'em dead ♪

♪ Superman ♪

♪ Knock 'em dead ♪

BASED ON REAL EVENTS.

[pop song ends]

Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy