Original subtitles

[typewriter clacking]

BANK UNDER SIEGE

[man] Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

There are times in a man's life

when he must assume a special sense of responsibility.

And I believe I assumed it honorably

during the five years I have been president of this government.

I feel the responsibility of explaining...

BASQUE COUNTRY JANUARY 29, 1981

...the reasons why I'm irrevocably presenting my resignation.

We find ourselves at a crossroads, both in our personal lives

and in the history of...

[man] What are you doing here?

...when one must ask oneself, calmly and objectively...

What's going to happen, Dad?

...if they serve better the community by staying in their position...

Hopefully nothing.

People... say there could be an uprising.

Under the current circumstances...

[father] Nah, people say all sorts of things.

...is more beneficial for Spain than my remaining in the presidency.

How are your classes?

I don't want to keep studying law.

What?

I want to be a journalist.

[sighs]

I would be proud if my daughter said she wants to follow in my footsteps.

[sighs] It's your final year.

Finish your degree.

And then we'll talk.

You know perfectly well I won't change my mind.

I know. Let's go home.

...for the repeated votes of confidence you have given me.

Many thanks to everyone and for everything.

[birds singing outside]

[sighs] The backpack.

[keys jangle]

I forgot it in your office.

Mm. What a brilliant journalist... forgetting your things everywhere.

[scoffs]

I'll be right back.

[device beeping]

[engine starts]

- [sounds grow muffled] - [car alarms blaring]

- [dog barking] - [somber string music playing]

[gasps]

No!

No!

No!

No!

[screaming]

["Aquellas pequeñas cosas" by Joan Manuel Serrat playing]

[nostalgic ballad continues]

[typewriter bell dings]

- [typewriter bell dings] - [song ends]

- [indistinct chatter] - [Maider sighs]

Have you seen Berni?

Berni? Uh, he's usually hitting the bar around this time.

[knocking on door]

[Isabel] I know heroin is becoming an epidemic.

But I assure you, today it'll be all about the bank.

Come on, Manuel. Prepare it, please.

Okay. Deal.

Thank you. Bye.

You got it?

Let's see.

"The identity of the attackers remains the biggest mystery

of the Central Bank heist."

"Although the authorities maintain the theory

that far-right extremists and Civil Guards are involved,

this newspaper has had access to a source close to the investigation

suggesting they're professional bank robbers."

"At the time of print, members of the Robbery Division

are conducting searches and interrogations to confirm this hypothesis."

That's what my source told me.

If we're right, we'll claim this point for ourselves.

If we're not, we said it was a hypothesis.

I'm okay with that.

"Here's the key point."

"A democracy unable to respond honorably to those who attack it without mercy

is a democracy mortally wounded."

Hmm.

[pen scratches]

Great. Apply the corrections and take it to layout.

Very good job, Maider.

- [Maider chuckles softly] - Mm.

- Thanks. - No, thank you.

[door opens, closes]

CENTRAL BANK

[clock ticking loudly]

[dramatic music playing]

[hostages chattering]

14 HOURS INTO THE SIEGE

[Rollán] Careful. It's a bit hot.

[woman] Thank you very much, Mr. Rollán.

[Rollán] Don't worry, ma'am.

- Everything will get sorted out. - [José María] We've been idiots.

[gentle music playing]

Those papers will be our downfall.

The papers got out.

And I assure you, we'll make it out alive, okay?

I promise you.

[loud banging outside]

What the hell is that?

[suspenseful music playing]

- [Jose] What's with the banging? - Finally, fuck.

[Jose] Shh.

- [static crackling on TV] - [door closes]

[reporter on TV] At this time, there is a tense calm around the Central Bank.

We are under the impression that it'll be a long night of waiting.

Fucking long, motherfucker.

But we'll keep you informed, minute by minute. Thank you very much.

- [cuts out] - Shit, man.

- Come on! Damn fucking shit! Keep working! - Hey! Hey, hey! Stop it!

- Calm down. - I'm good. I'm good.

Guys, we need to stay calm. Okay? Time is working in our favor.

Oh, really? How is that so?

This mess doesn't benefit the government. Have faith.

And calm down.

This asshole is gonna ruin us.

Well, we all knew the risks we were assuming.

We should talk to everybody so we can decide our next move.

After all, we live in a democracy, right?

[José María sighs, clicks tongue]

[sighs]

- [water sloshing] - [suspenseful music playing]

Right here.

[feedback squeals]

[agent] Commander. The wall that leads to the bank's basement is solid rock.

They won't be able to get out through the sewers and we won't be able to get in.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

The only access point is through the roof, but we'd lose the element of surprise.

We'll just need a couple of minutes to secure the upper floors

before taking the ground floor.

But then, if they have explosives, they'd have enough time to use them.

I don't think they have explosives.

If they do, I doubt they'll be brave enough to use them.

They might not blow up the building,

but if there's crossfire, many innocents could die.

What's the estimate of casualties if they go through the roof?

It's hard to say, General.

But if they fight back, there could be dozens of dead and injured.

No way. That's not something we can do.

The president will be totally opposed to assuming such a risk.

[energetic music rising]

[sirens wailing]

[indistinct chatter]

Are you the owner?

- Who's asking? - Come on. Take him.

- Hey, man! What are you doing? - Shut the fuck up!

- Come on! - What's going on?

- [officer 1] You're coming. - [officer 2] Come.

[officer 2 grunts]

Who is The Blond?

- What? - [Paco] The Blond. Who is he?

He's one of the bank attackers, isn't he?

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

Look, piece of garbage.

At Plaza de Cataluña, we have a huge fucking mess,

so whatever you know, you tell me, or you sleep in prison.

Get it?

Okay. Let's start over.

Who is The Blond?

I don't know who he is.

I call him that because he smokes blond tobacco.

But he's got dark brown hair.

He comes here sometimes.

At night, with a very pretty brunette.

They have a drink or two, and then they leave.

In fact, this past week, they were pretty high

and kept talking about them being like Bonnie and Clyde or something.

Said they were gonna pull off the hit of the century.

- That's what I heard. - What's his name?

- I swear to God, I don't know. - What about the brunette?

She seemed pretty classy,

but I have no idea what her name is. Believe me.

You're coming with us. Come on.

- [officer 2] Come on. Let's go. - [officer 1] All right. On your feet.

[groans]

[clock ticking loudly]

[tense music playing]

[hostage sniffles]

[Number 5] Shut up.

[exhales] Very good, gentlemen.

If any of you has something to say, just say it.

Your plan was great, but it just didn't work.

I think it's best if we surrender.

Because if Special Ops comes in guns blazing, we're all dead here.

- That's my opinion. - [Jorge] I'm with my brother. [sniffles]

Surrendering is the only way to avoid getting 30 years.

What are you saying? Are you crazy?

With the mess we've made, just leave the money?

Okay, there's 800 million in the vault.

You wanna leave it there, piled up? Or do we do what we came to do?

Cuevas?

[sighs]

I believe there's a very slim chance that we will escape from here with the money.

But there is a chance.

Listen to me.

As long as we have hostages, we've got the upper hand.

If something goes wrong, the government will be the most harmed.

They'll give us a way out. They have... no other choice.

We need to hang in there, gentlemen.

Let's be brave.

Okay?

Come on. Let's vote.

Those in favor of surrendering, please raise your hand.

[sighs] Who's against?

Let's get to work.

[Aramburu] Mr. President, we can't give in.

It'll be a sign of weakness and a terrible precedent.

In no time, we'd have kidnappings with hostages all over the country.

How shall we proceed, then?

Shooting all around? No.

That's not an option.

We could kill many innocents.

[man] We could set a trap for them.

Who's speaking?

[president] Lieutenant Colonel Manglano, the new director of the CESID.

And where were your spies when this extravaganza was being organized?

Or maybe some of them were involved, like on February 23rd?

Come on, General,

I've just been appointed director of the agency.

I can assure you that from now on, things will change.

Can we return to the matter at hand, gentlemen?

What do you suggest, Colonel?

[takes a deep breath]

We can let them leave... in two buses to the airport

with some hostages.

The moment they enter the plane and free the hostages,

Special Ops will board the plane without any mercy.

It's clean and simple.

Something to say, General?

First thing tomorrow, I'm receiving information from the bases

and we'll be able to confirm if there are Civil Guards involved or not.

If there are... we can't start shooting at them.

That'd be frowned upon in the barracks.

But if there are not, no problem in taking action.

- Without any mercy. - See?

Very well. First thing tomorrow, we will reconvene.

Many thanks to you both.

[line beeps]

So?

[sighs]

- Nothing? - Uh-uh.

[sighs]

- If you get your memory back, call me. - Mm-hmm. You can count on it.

[Paco] Now, leave.

Keep an eye on this motherfucker. He knows more than he lets on.

DAILY BARCELONA

[Isabel] Maider!

What are you doing now?

I don't know. I was gonna go to Plaza de Cataluña

to see how things are going.

Forget it. That's already covered by now. If something happens, we'll know.

I don't know, then.

- I guess I'll go to sleep. - To sleep?

[chuckles] Mm.

Not a chance. You're coming for a drink with me.

I'll take you to a classic spot in Barcelona.

- [engine starts] - [funky music playing]

♪ Witchy ♪

♪ Go and check yourself... ♪

Politicians and journalists. The worst of the worst.

Hello.

I'll talk to you later.

Good evening.

What are you having?

I don't know. What do you drink?

Well... Lately, I've been having screwdrivers.

What's that?

- [Isabel] Vodka and orange. - [laughs]

- Want one? - Yeah, sure. [chuckles]

Lucas! Two. With mine... don't be shy.

[laughs]

Your first day, it hasn't been bad, huh?

It was awesome.

I told you, on my team, you wouldn't get bored.

It's just what I needed to keep my mind occupied.

If you ever need someone to talk to, count on me. Okay?

Thanks.

[takes a deep breath]

I was gonna say that I understand what you went through,

but I'd be lying.

I can't even imagine, Maider.

I don't know.

Sometimes I feel that all this was just a dream, Isabel.

And I'm gonna go to the newspaper, to pick him up... and he'll be there.

And while we walk home, he'll tell me some juicy breaking news.

But no.

If he had seen you today... he'd be very proud of you.

- [chuckles] Thanks. - [glass clinks]

And you? Anyone waiting at home?

I don't know.

It depends.

[both laugh]

No one. There's no one.

Single and ready to mingle. Although, to be honest, I've been engaged.

But the day before my wedding,

I saw myself with a husband, a house, two kids...

And... I ran away.

- Really? - Just like that.

And sometimes, I think I made a mistake because this job is fucking tough.

But you know what I think?

That I do my own thing, and I'm also free.

Let's toast to us. And to freedom.

["Run, Baby, Run" playing]

Oh fuck. I'm crazy about this song.

Mm!

Mm-mm!

♪ Run, baby, run ♪

♪ Baby, run ♪

♪ Baby, run ♪

♪ Baby, run ♪

♪ Run, baby, run ♪

♪ Baby, run ♪

♪ Run, baby, run ♪

♪ Baby, run ♪

♪ Run, baby, run ♪

♪ Baby, run ♪

♪ Baby, run ♪

[sniffs]

[Number 4] Hey, where you going?

Sorry, Number 1. May I speak with you?

Of course. What's up?

We are... all very worried here about our families.

They must be having a very hard time. They haven't heard from us.

It must be overwhelming, the doubt. Right?

You're married.

Yes. Married and father of two.

Two boys.

- [gentle music playing] - [Jose sighs]

I also have two. In a couple of months, it'll be three.

Huh. Congratulations.

All right. You can call your wife.

I appreciate that.

What about them?

Listen to me for a moment, please!

We'll let you make a call to your families so that you can reassure them.

You'll tell them that we have no intention of hurting you.

But that we're waiting for the authorities to agree to negotiate our way out.

Number 7 and Number 8, get everybody in a line. Come on.

[Number 8] Okay, you heard him. Everyone, stand up. Get behind me.

- Thanks. - [Number 7] You can go after him.

One. What's this about?

If their families stir up trouble, the government will feel more pressured,

and they'll have to give in.

Okay.

Hey, Jose. You know we also have families.

We should call Cristina to put her mind at ease.

Our phones are tapped.

They'd find her, and she'd be an accomplice.

You know she's having the worst day of her life, right?

Your sister is a strong woman. Okay? She knows what this is about.

How can you say that? She's your wife, man.

And who the fuck you think I'm doing all this for? Huh?

This heist is the only way to guarantee a future for my family.

So they can have a nice house and a nice car.

So my kids can go to a good school. So don't bust my balls, okay?

Hey. Hello, my love. Yes, yes. I'm okay.

Don't cry, honey. Everything will turn out fine.

Actually, they've just told us they don't want to hurt us,

so don't worry, okay?

[Number 8] That's enough.

Next.

[tender music building]

Yes, I'm okay. It's all right.

No, nobody is gonna hurt me.

Hi, Mom.

Yes. Yes, we're fine. Don't worry.

[bright piano music playing]

[gentle music fades]

["I'm a Survivor" by Alan Moorhouse playing]

[exhales]

[Berni sighs]

♪ Hey there, baby, I'm a survivor... ♪

I was under the impression you didn't go out.

[inhales sharply] I didn't know about your daughter.

I was an idiot. I'm sorry.

♪ Hey there, baby, I'm a survivor ♪

♪ Don't take no shortcuts when I'm the Give it to me... ♪

You couldn't have known.

Well, anyway, I'm sorry.

[coughs]

- You should quit smoking. - [Berni gasps, coughs]

Hey, I'm not your son, and you're not my mother.

[chuckles]

[Berni catching his breath]

- I'm gonna sleep this off. - Do you want me to take you home?

[Berni exhales]

- You're not my type. - [laughs]

You have fun, huh?

♪ I'm a survivor ♪

♪ Don't take no shortcuts When I'm the driver ♪

♪ Give it to me, give it to me ♪

♪ Give me all you got ♪

♪ Take it away, take it away ♪

♪ And I'll be right on top ♪

[dance song ends]

[sighs]

ORTEZ BAR

[dog barking in distance]

[tense music rises]

[engine starts]

HOODED ASSAILANTS REFERRED TO ONE ANOTHER BY NUMBERS

BLOND TOBACCO CIGARETTES

CUBAN-HEELED BOOTS SKI MASKS, BLOND CIGARETTES

They're the same people.

[door opens]

The crew who robbed the Hispano-American and the Central Bank, are the same guys.

The man you arrested wasn't the owner of the Ortez bar.

That bar is owned by Manuel Vilagrán.

So?

Well, this guy worked for several years in the Secret Service.

For Carrero Blanco.

A spy?

[intense music playing]

MANUEL VILAGRÁN, AGE 30, AGREES TO COLLABORATE WITH THIS UNIT

Here are the documents, Lieutenant.

[softly] Good. Good.

[intense music subsides]

[ominous music playing]

- [woman] What's up? - How are you?

[woman] Good.

Come in.

[door squeaks closed]

[engine starts]

[ominous music fades]

[telephone ringing]

MONCLOA PALACE

- [Aramburu] Mr. President. - Good morning, General.

I've just received the report from all the bases.

None of them stated that staff or weapons are missing.

So, they're not actually Civil Guards.

Thank God, no, Mr. President.

They must be a far-right group or bank robbers.

I'm more inclined towards the second option.

What do you suggest, General?

We should keep pressuring them to surrender.

And leave the assault as a last resort.

I'm afraid we can't wait forever.

Even President Reagan called me to find out what's going on.

Even if it costs me my presidency, we must solve this situation.

Give me until mid-afternoon.

If they haven't surrendered by then, we'll go in.

Very well, General. You have until mid-afternoon.

[sighs]

[static crackling]

24 HOURS INTO THE SIEGE

[woman] I want to get out of here!

I want to get out of here.

- What are you doing? - I want to get out of here!

[hostages clamoring]

- I want to get out of here! - [Number 3] Shut up!

- Calm down, or I'll shoot you. Shut up! - [shouting]

- [Jose] Hey, hey! What are you doing? - Will you shut up?

- No? Want me to shut you up? - [Jose] Hey! Hey!

Get out of here!

When we get out, we're gonna solve this shit.

- Junkie motherfucker. Holy shit. - [Rollán] Don't worry. Breathe.

Calm down.

- [Number 1] What's going on? - I don't know. She's having an attack.

Calm down. Calm down. Please, calm down.

That's it.

Look. There's too many people here.

This goes longer, they might try something.

- [woman sobs] - [hostages murmuring]

[tense music building]

I want this to end.

[Maider] Thanks.

How are you?

DAILY BARCELONA "EVERYBODY DOWN" ATTACKED BARCELONA

UP-TO-THE-MINUTE REPORT BY MAIDER GARMENDIA

- [tense music fades] - [seagulls calling]

[metallic creaking]

[hostages clamoring]

[screaming]

What the hell is happening?

[man on radio] Execute in 15 minutes.

[agent] Come on! Everyone in position. Move out!

Number 1!

An armored vehicle!

[camera clicks, winds]

Are they going to enter the bank now?

[José María] What are we gonna do?

Number 4. Give them a warm welcome.

Attention, everyone listening inside the bank.

Your attack has failed.

And the treatment you will receive depends exclusively on you.

Either you come out with your hands up, or you come out in body bags.

Body bags, he says. Motherfuckers.

[onlookers screaming]

[Number 7] Down! No, get down! Get down! Stay down, I said! Hey!

What the hell are you doing? Have you gone crazy?

The crazy ones are the thugs who opened fire from inside the bank.

What were you thinking, sending in an armored car?

- We must pressure them until they give up. - That was a provocation.

They must know if they don't come out voluntarily,

we'll take them out by force.

You're not thinking about assaulting the bank?

We keep all our options open.

You'll cause a massacre. Is that what you want?

If the president gives the order to go in, we will comply.

- [tense music playing] - [hostages clamoring]

Get on the ground! I'll start shooting if you don't sit down!

What the fuck are you doing? To the windows!

- [hostages scream] - [Jose] Shut up everyone!

What, you didn't hear me? Go to the window!

Guys, I need you to keep an eye on the rooftops. Okay?

It's the only route they can use to get in.

Go!

Mr. Rollán, come with me. We're gonna write an ultimatum.

[hostages murmuring]

- What the fuck is he gonna do now? - Another one of his fucking stunts.

[door closes]

Listen to me. There's only one way of pulling a getaway.

We blend in with the hostages on the way out. In a stampede.

What do we do with the 700 hundred pigs?

Nobody's seen our faces.

If they can't snitch, it's all fine. Get it?

We need to tell the others.

- Yeah. And what about Jose? - I'll take care of him.

[clock ticking loudly]

[phone ringing]

[static crackling on speakerphone]

Yes?

Good morning. It's Rollán.

The attackers asked me to read the new conditions

to put an end to this situation.

We request armored vehicles to take us to Barcelona's airport

with a group of hostages.

There, we want a plane ready to take us out of Spain.

If you attack the plane, we will die, but... but so will all the hostages.

[somber string music playing]

Listen to me, please. These people are human beings, same as us.

We've been locked up for hours, and there's tension, so...

something bad could happen here. You get my point?

Don't do anything crazy, please.

[call disconnects]

[Jose] Very good.

[line beeps]

[Aramburu] Mr. President.

These criminals will not agree to surrender.

The decision is yours.

Go ahead, General.

Coordinate the operation with Special Ops, and may the Lord be with us.

[suspenseful music playing]

- [clock ticking loudly] - [suspenseful music fades]

[sighs deeply]

YOUR MAJESTY, AFTER THE TRAGIC EVENTS IN BARCELONA

I MUST RESIGN MY POSITION.

SINCERELY, LEOPOLDO CALVO-SOTELO

Look at those two guys.

[tense music rises]

They have weapons.

I don't understand what the hell we're doing up here.

What you need to do is calm down, and that's it.

How do you want me to be calm if they're gonna shoot us?

Why do you think Jose is not here? Why'd he send us? Huh?

[suspenseful music building]

[weapons clicking]

[agent] General, we're in position.

Awaiting orders.

- Tell them that Special Ops are here. - All right.

Careful, okay? Don't do anything stupid.

[sighs deeply]

LETTER OF RESIGNATION

[energetic music playing]

The GEOs are approaching through the rooftops.

[Jose sighs]

["Yes, Sir, I Can Boogie" by Baccara playing]

Number 4, to the main door. Cover me.

Mr. Rollán, time to suit up. We're going out.

- [José María] What's going on? - Come on.

[gun cocks]

What's he doing?

Don't know.

This asshole... could do anything.

♪ Mr. ♪

♪ Your eyes are full of hesitation ♪

♪ She makes me wonder ♪

♪ If you know what you're looking for ♪

♪ Ooh, baby ♪

♪ I wanna keep my reputation ♪

♪ I'm a sensation ♪

♪ You try me once, you'll beg for more ♪

♪ Yes, sir ♪

♪ I can boogie ♪

♪ But I need a certain song ♪

♪ I can boogie ♪

♪ Boogie, boogie ♪

♪ All night long ♪

♪ Yes, sir ♪

♪ I can boogie ♪

♪ If you stay, you can't go wrong ♪

♪ I can boogie ♪

♪ Boogie, boogie ♪

♪ All night long ♪

♪ No, sir ♪

♪ I don't feel very much like talking ♪

♪ No night walking ♪

♪ You want to know if I can dance ♪

♪ Yes, sir ♪

BASED ON REAL EVENTS.

Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy