01x02 - Anchor and Lobo

[bunniefuu]

- ["La Vie en Rose" playing]
- ♪ Hold me close and hold me fast ♪

♪ This magic spell you cast ♪

♪ This is la vie en rose ♪

- ♪ When you kiss me, heaven sighs ♪
- [echoing] Camille!

♪ And though I close my eyes ♪

- ♪ I see la vie en rose ♪
- Camille!

[laughs] Camille! I can't believe it!

What an amazing coincidence.
It's unbelievable.

I'm staying in this hotel.

Well, in any case,
I kept thinking about our conversation,

and I couldn't get it out of my head.

And I started thinking,
maybe you thought I was rude or impolite.

- Because I left so suddenly, and...
- [horn honks]

["La Vie en Rose" fades]

If you let me, I can explain everything.

It's just that... [takes a deep breath]

Well, I just got divorced,
and I had promised myself...

- I'd love to hear about that promise.
- Okay.

- Now it's me that might seem rude...
- Getting in?

Yes, yes. Yes.
To be honest, I'm in a real hurry.

- I'm late for a concert.
- In that case, why don't I come with you?

- And we can chat a little on the way.
- [horn honks]

[upbeat music playing]

[upbeat music fades]

- [sighs]
- [rapping on door]

[Roi] Come in.

Bring the bike?

The keys, please.

Where you going?

I have something to do.
An errand for Berlin.

The keys, please.

[sultry music playing]

[clicks tongue]

[softly] Where are you going?

I have to get the chalice.

And in the meantime,
you stay here and watch the monitors.

Hmm?

[sighs]

But there's no one at home, idiot.

- In case they come back.
- And how do you expect to get the chalice?

I wait for the priest,

I start the bike,

I drive by,

I grab it, and ciao.

Capisce?

And which hand will you use to grab it?

I already know you're good
with your hands,

but that chalice is pretty heavy.

You're trying the briefcase pull?

- [Roi sighs]
- I'm coming with you, and that's that.

And anyway, fast bikes are my thing.

[energetic music playing]

[music fades]

[Berlin] Well, how can I put this? Um...

I promised myself
that I would... take a break

and not see anyone for a little while.

Do you mind if I get dressed?

I brought some clothes
to change into on the way.

- [whimsical music playing]
- But of course. Yes. Be my guest.

Um, I was looking forward to...

to enjoying some time on my own.

A life of solitude.

You see, what my heart needs
is time to find peace.

Don't you think that sounds misogynistic?

No. [chuckles] No. Not at all.

Personally, I find it's more a question
of self-preservation.

But then, after our conversation,
I began to wonder.

What if I'm punishing myself
for a failed marriage, huh?

Am I, in fact, denying myself
the opportunity of meeting

a marvelous woman?

There are four billion women
on this planet.

The chances of meeting someone
truly fascinating are quite slim.

And to ignore
such a chance is unacceptable.

And that's why I called out
to you like a madman on the street.

I mean, what are
the chances we would ever...

May I?

- Yes?
- ...meet?

And... and that's why I'm here.

[laughs]

[chuckles softly]

[whimsical music fades]

[Camille] Thanks.

[indistinct, excited chatter]

Hey!

- [Camille laughs]
- And don't forget what I said.

[heavy distortion building]

[punk rock music playing]

[punk rock music fades]

["b*ll*ts and Flowers" playing]

MONEY HEIST
BERLIN

♪ True love and flowers ♪

♪ b*ll*ts instead ♪

♪ Breaking through my chest ♪

♪ Would you ever cry for me? ♪

♪ There is no other way ♪

♪ There is nothing I can say ♪

♪ Gonna pray for all I did ♪

♪ I will beg down on my knees ♪

♪ Never knew to draw the line ♪

♪ Too many troubles on my mind ♪

♪ No regret that I can give ♪

♪ But someday I will forgive ♪

♪ Myself ♪

[theme song fades]

[tense music playing]

[Roi] Let's go.

[engine revs]

- Stop, stop, stop!
- [brakes screech]

[Roi] He's with those guys, those ex-cons.

[speaking inaudibly]

Taxi!

[gasps] Go!

[engine revs]

[Toureaux yelps]

[screaming]

- [Roi] sh*t! He won't let go!
- [in French] Victor! Father Toureaux!

[rock music playing]

[grunts]

[music cuts out]

[gasps, in English] The chalice!

- [Roi] Grab the bag!
- [Toureaux] The chalice!

- [groans]
- [tense music continues]

[Toureaux] The chalice! [coughs]

[grunts]

- [Toureaux] Victor!
- [engine revs]

[both panting]

Hurry up! Come on!

[grunts] f*cking get them!

[both panting]

[tense music building]

[tires squeal]

- [music fades]
- [church bells ringing]

- [romantic string quartet playing]
- [guests exclaim]

[guests cheer]

[tense, rhythmic music resumes]

[engine revs]

[Roi] Move!

- [screaming]
- [Roi] Get out of the f*ckin' way!

[guests clamoring]

[engine revs]

[Cameron] Roi!

What are you doing? [yelps]

- Are you okay?
- [motorcycle approaching]

[brakes screech]

- [shouts]
- Step on it!

[engine revs]

Get outta the f*cking way!

Move, for f*ck's sake!

- Are you crazy?
- Shut the f*ck up!

- What's wrong with my wife?
- What's going on?

Move your ass! Quick!

- [shouting]
- [quartet tempo increases]

[Roi groans]

[Cameron] sh*t!

- Move your ass, lady!
- No!

- Move your ass!
- Hey!

- I won't ask again!
- [Victor] Enough!

[punk rock version
of "What a Wonderful World" playing]

- ♪ I see trees of green ♪
- Son of a bitch!

♪ Red roses too ♪

- [crowd cheers]
- ♪ I see them bloom ♪

♪ For me and you ♪

♪ And I think to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world ♪

♪ The colors of the rainbow ♪

♪ Are so pretty in the sky ♪

♪ Are also on the faces ♪

♪ Of people walkin' by ♪

♪ I see friends shakin' hands ♪

♪ Sayin', "How do you do?" ♪

♪ They're really sayin' ♪

♪ "I love you" ♪

♪ I see babies cry ♪

♪ I watch them grow ♪

♪ They learn much more ♪

♪ Than I'll ever know ♪

♪ And I think to myself ♪

[crowd cheering]

- ♪ What a wonderful world ♪
- [singing along]

♪ And I say to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world ♪

[crowd cheering]

[song ends]

[cheers and laughter echo]

[suspenseful music playing]

Table! Watch out! sh*t!

- For f*ck's sake!
- Faster!

Roi, shut the f*ck up! Just shut it! Okay?

Watch out! Watch out!

[screams]

- [tires squeal]
- [Roi] Watch out!

[mourners murmur]

A wedding and a funeral.

Just like the movie.

[tense music playing]

[Roi] Look.

[engine revs]

- [horn honks]
- [driver] Hey!

- [man] Watch it!
- [shouting]

[man] assh*le!

[tense music fades]

[both panting]

- [Cameron] This way.
- [bike approaching]

- [tires squeal]
- [Cameron] Get down.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Victor] The f*ck are they?

Come out, you bastards!

You're dead!

If we move, they'll hear us for sure.

Not if we create a diversion.

Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

- I heard something.
- [sighs]

[Roi exhales]

Meet me at spot 123. Go that way.

Follow my lead.

[suspenseful, rhythmic music playing]

[car alarms go off]

[Victor] Hey!

What is that?

[sighs]

[alarm wailing]

[Victor] The hell's going on?

- [alarm blaring]
- What the f*ck is this sh*t?!

- Go check there.
- [Victor] Okay.

[alarms blaring]

Come on. Show yourselves.

Dammit!

- [Roi] Hey!
- sh*t! [gasps]

- You okay?
- Now what?

We hot-wire a car and make a run.

But it has to be an old car
with no alarm system.

Like that one.

- [exhales]
- You ready?

[suspenseful music continues]

[doors close]

- [electricity crackles]
- [alarm blares]

- sh*t!
- Start the damn car!

I can't. The alarm's gone off.
The ignition won't work.

- So what now?
- [Roi] They're coming.

Get in the back.

Move it.

[suspenseful music swells]

[music stops abruptly]

[tense music continues]

[tense music building]

[music ends]

[Camille] I didn't think
you'd be able to fit in here.

But then, you jumped straight in. [laughs]

It's my bow tie.

I like to be elegant,
even when I'm grocery shopping.

[both laugh]

You really don't look like
the kind of man who goes shopping.

You look like the kind of man
who lives in hotels.

Who travels around the world
and visits museums.

And likes vintage wines
from French châteaus.

[laughs] Mm.

[tender instrumental music playing]

I bet you this is the very first time
you drank beer from a bottle.

[both laugh]

You're right.

I hate drinking
from bottles that have traveled in crates

and are moved from warehouses from trucks
and from people's hands to our lips.

It's revolting.

But this one tastes glorious. [laughs]

Let's drink to that.

To tasting glorious.

[indistinct chatter]

[alarms blaring]

Are they still there?

- [tense music playing]
- [breathing shakily]

I don't see them,
but we're not waiting here to find out.

Let's try that car. [grunts]

[Cameron panting]

- [crackles]
- [engine starts]

- f*ck yeah!
- Go, go, go! C'mon! Move it!

- [shouts] There you are, thief!
- [Roi] sh*t!

- f*ckin' thief!
- Faster, Roi! Faster!

[tires squeal]

Careful! Watch out!

[horn blares]

[Roi groans]

[Cameron grunts]

[tense music pulsing]

[tense music swells]

Oh sh*t.

[tense music building]

f*ck.

[Roi moans]

[both panting]

[Roi] Let's go.

[Cameron grunts]

[both panting]

That's it. Run, you bitch.

Go on. Run, you pussies.

[dramatic string music playing]

[dramatic music fades]

["Goosebumps and Butterflies" playing
on taxi stereo]

♪ Every little thing you do ♪

♪ Every little word you say ♪

♪ Make me want to come with you ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ You give me goosebumps ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ You give me goosebumps and butterflies ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ You give me goosebumps ♪

- ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
- [song fades]

[both chuckle softly]

[Camille chuckles]

I just wanna thank you
for... a wonderful evening.

- Extraordinary, even. [chuckles]
- [Berlin] Mm.

Um, I sincerely hope we can do this again
the next time I'm back in Paris.

The next time, I'll take you someplace
where you can drink from Bohemia crystal.

[chuckles] Well, in that case,
you'll need my phone number.

Unfortunately, I don't have a pen.

[gentle music playing]

[gentle music swells]

[softly] Good night.

Sleep tight.

[gentle music continues]

[music fades]

What? Are we going diving?

- I thought it was Cameron.
- I lent her my bike.

- I was looking for her.
- Well, she just left.

- And my bike?
- I don't know. She must've taken it.

Well, see you later.

Hang on. Wait.

You gonna tell me
what the goggles are for?

They're VR goggles.

Oh. Wow.

- Is it a game?
- No. It's not a game. It's a simulation.

- But I haven't finished the programming...
- Don't touch it.

Be careful with it.

Did you design
what you see with the goggles?

- Yes.
- Man, that's unreal!

- You're gonna have to let me try them.
- No.

Then, I'm gonna have to cuff myself
to the bed.

- [chuckles]
- Come on.

Pretty please.

Five seconds.

[chuckles]

[sounds distort]

[whimsical music playing]

[laughs]

Keila, this is f*ckin' awesome!

sh*t. Look at that view!

[Keila chuckles]

And the color of the ocean?

- That's Zanzibar.
- Crazy.

[whimsical music continues]

[Bruce gasps]

Why am I not moving?

You're not wearing the sensors.

Hang on.

I don't know why you're a thief.

You should be with NASA.

- You're a genius.
- [chuckles]

- There you go.
- What's this for?

[Keila] They're motion sensors.

[exhales]

What?

[hesitates] I have to put some
on your abdomen and on your back.

- Go ahead.
- [Keila] Okay.

[jaunty music playing]

[quietly] Okay.

No.

It won't stick.

It's the oil.

- [giggles nervously]
- Let's see. That'll do.

That should do it.

[sensor beeping]

[Keila] There.

Okay.

[hesitates] Turn around.

Here.

Done. [sighs]

- Good?
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah?
- Yes.

[Bruce exhales]

[sighs] So cool. Now I can move.

I've got goosebumps!

- Touch it! Feel it! Touch it!
- Yeah, yeah.

[splutters] Goosebumps.

- Holy sh*t!
- [laughs]

[jaunty music continues]

[chuckles softly]

Is that chick you?

[Keila] That's enough. Give it back.

You've had way more than five seconds.

- [velcro opens]
- That was you.

My avatar.

You were seeing yourself in the mirror.

Yeah. You're probably right.

It must be a problem
with your program. [chuckles]

But all the same, I'm pretty sure
I saw your nipples sticking out

under that sexy dress you had on. Mm?

You see. You're at it again.

If it's not p*ssy, it's nipples.
Turn around.

What'd I say?

[sighs] Get out.

When Cameron's back,
I'll have her call you. Bye.

Sorry if I upset you.

Can I ask you a question?

What's your program for?

It's a sort of parallel reality.

You know, not everyone has good friends

and can go and enjoy themselves
in a holiday paradise.

I don't really know you,
but do you like clubbing?

- I'm the f*cking dance floor master.
- [laughs]

Well, when you want to dance
in some cool club, you put on the goggles,

and you experience it
with all your senses.

But it's not real.

You're here, in a room.

But your brain processes it
like it's real.

You dance with people,
you talk with people from other countries.

You have drinks with them.

The emotions you feel are real.

[bright music playing]

[sighs]

The world you're creating
is amazing, bookworm.

You're a genius.

- I'm heading back to the crypt, okay?
- Okay.

[footsteps fade]

[indistinct chatter]

[footsteps approach]

When were you planning to tell me?

We were on a mission for Berlin.
We didn't have to tell you anything.

We've been calling him all night,
but he hasn't answered.

A few hours in Paris,
and what a f*cking mess.

And I'm not talking
about breaking into Polignac's place.

I'm talking about attacking a priest
and dragging him down the street.

About crashing into
the middle of a wedding.

Assaulting ex-cons.

The stealing and destruction
of multiple vehicles.

- Twenty...
- [waitress] Here's your croissant.

You set off 26 car alarms.

[scoffs, chuckles]

And you have breakfast
with croissants and café au lait,

as if nothing had happened.

He wasn't alone.

And it wasn't easy to steal the chalice
with those two gorillas around.

Well, in that case,

let's all sit back and relax
and order some eggs Benedict. Okay?

Monsieur?

But for a small miracle,

we'd all be sitting
in a maximum security prison right now.

[tense music playing]

Do you recognize this?

Where'd you get it?

Last night, the priest came to see me,
scared out of his wits and limping.

He said
he was no longer traveling to Spain

and that we were right about security.

He said some scoundrels
had tried to rob him.

He said he had a backache.

That we should continue our dig
and that he was on leave

for a week because he felt so shaken,
he couldn't say Mass.

All that to say,

luck is on our side,
and we have seven days to drill a hole.

And you will wake up Berlin.

[firmly] Now.

Are you okay?

Fine.

I guess I needed the adrenaline.

You don't have to be here, Cameron.

I told Berlin I'd stay to the end.

- And I will.
- [phone ringing]

- [ringing continues]
- [sighs]

[call connects]

- Talk to me.
- [Camille] Hi.

It's Camille.

[bright music playing]

The first thing I did
when I woke up this morning

was to laugh. [chuckles]

It's not often you see a man in a bow tie

carrying a singer
on his shoulders at a punk concert.

Thank you for that memory.

You're welcome.

You know, I'd wear my tuxedo
to a McDonald's with you.

All you would have to do is ask me.

I was on the balcony,
looking at your hotel,

wondering whether you
would still be there.

[bright music building]

I'm still here.

If you like,
we could have breakfast together.

Before I answer that,
I have something to tell you.

I'm married.

- For the past eight years.
- Mm-hmm.

But yesterday, I felt
a special connection with you.

One that rarely happens in life.

You said there were
four billion women on this planet.

There are also four billion men.

And it's not that easy
to meet someone you'd like to know better.

Or a life you might want to explore.

First, you tell me that you're married,
then you tell me you want to explore?

I'm afraid I'm a little confused
about this exploration.

Well, I'll do my best to explain.

When do you leave Paris?

Tomorrow morning.

What a shame
that you have to leave so early.

[bright music continues]

[call disconnects]

[softly] Oh baby.

Oh baby, oh baby. I am the master!

[jazz music playing over sound system]

[card reader beeps]

Good morning.

Roi, you just missed
an extraordinary moment.

It was epic.

[inhales sharply] This way. This way.

It's time to celebrate, Roi.

Some bubbly for you.

And some more bubbly for me.

Is this because we found the chalice?

Roi, no. No, no, no. It's because of her.

Here.

Roi, she called me.

- Polignac's wife?
- Why do you dwell on these minor details?

The only thing that matters
is that the countdown has begun.

I've made my move, and she's in check.

[both laugh]

And now, I just have to wait
and see what move she makes next.

[inhales sharply] I'm pretty sure
she'll call in less than three hours.

Actually, no. I'd say, tops, one hour.

Maybe one and a half.

[knock on door]

[knocking continues]

- [behind door] It's Camille.
- [tense music plays]

[tense music swells]

[somber string music playing]

May I come in?

Actually, that's not a good idea.

You just told me that you're married.

And if I let you inside, I won't let you
out until after Christmas. [chuckles]

[Camille laughs]

Camille... [swallows heavily]

...I'm not looking for an affair.

At least, not some ordinary,
trivial affair.

I'm looking for something unique.

And unique...

well, that's just not compatible
with being your lover on the side.

[gasps softly]

Uh, when is an affair trivial?

Can you tell me?

Because I can't.

I live my life as intensely as possible.

Some nights, when I can't sleep,
I get up and go to a bar.

I speak with everyone I meet.

I drink tequila.

And I dance like crazy.

And when I go home, I'm happy.

Because I've experienced
something spontaneous.

I guess most people
would just toss and turn in their beds,

but I wanna live life to the fullest.

I can't lie there and stare at the ceiling

when there are people like you

who appear in your life
when you least expect it.

[chuckles]

In any case, I understand what you mean.

And I appreciate it even more
because it shows how honest you are.

[Berlin inhales sharply]

[chuckles sadly]

[sighs]

Au revoir.

I hope... we'll get to meet again someday.

[sighs]

[chuckles softly]

[somber music dissipates]

[Roi] You've done the right thing.

Let the lady make up her own mind.

Roi...

the room is filled with cameras
and telescopes overlooking her apartment.

That's why I rejected her.

- [sighs] Damn it.
- [quietly] Right.

[softly] I rejected her.

[dramatic string music resumes]

Camille, stop!

[footsteps echoing]

- [string music fades out]
- [elevator bell dings]

[romantic French pop playing]

[loud whirring]

[romantic French pop continues]

[group shouting in French]

[guy] Hey, hey! Over here!

[Camille] Ah!

[speaking inaudibly]

- [drill whirring]
- [Keila panting]

[chuckles]

[romantic French pop continues]

[laughing inaudibly]

[glasses clink]

[drill whirring]

[straining]

[glasses clink]

[romantic French pop continues]

[speaking inaudibly]

[cell phone ringing and vibrating]

[romantic French pop continues]

[Keila gasps]

[romantic French pop song ends]

[Cameron] All yours.

- You all right?
- [Keila] Not really. No.

I need to discuss this
with someone of my own gender.

Talk to me.

I've always had a good idea
about what I like and don't like in life.

Hm? Literature.

I like the classics.
I dislike bestsellers.

Nutrition. I like moussaka,
and I can't stand fried food.

And men?

I like the smart ones with good manners.
The intellectual types.

And I hate the vulgar ones
who make catcalls and dirty comments.

All those dumb half naked guys
who spend their time taking selfies

with their motorbikes.
Do you know what I mean?

- I get it.
- Well, all that's gone down the drain.

That coarse, ill-mannered, boorish guy

has somehow connected
with a part of my brain,

with my nervous system.

- I guess it's animal instinct.
- Okay. Tell me who it is?

- Bruce.
- You like Bruce?

- No.
- You like Bruce.

No. I don't like him. Not at all. I don't.

But... when I see him,

sweaty and covered in dirt,

I feel flush.

My heartbeat accelerates,
and I have what's called dyspnea.

You know what that is?

It's when you can't get
enough oxygen into your lungs.

- [exhales]
- But this has happened before?

[quietly] No. Not like this.

When... I close my eyes,

I see him pouring water over his chest.

I see the water, flowing over his skin.

And that necklace with the anchor,

as he moves his body,
it knocks against his chest...

[sighs]

- [Keila] It goes... "Clang, clang."
- [clang echoes]

"Clang, clang."

And that image repeats like a GIF.
"Clang, clang."

Like someone calling me.

- "Clang, clang. Is anyone home?"
- Do you have other images like that?

His underwear.

What do you mean, his underwear?

One time, I saw them
sticking out of his pants.

That white elastic band.

- [sounds distort]
- [shuddering exhale]

All I can see is the name.

- Always.
- What name?

"Lobo." That's the Spanish word for wolf.

"Lobo, Lobo, Lobo, Lobo, Lobo."

And now something
very unusual has happened.

He slapped your ass?

- Don't be silly.
- [laughs]

[sighs] It looks like...
like I've become addicted to his scent.

Huh. What do you mean?

I can smell him.

Whenever I'm near him,
whenever he walks by, I smell him.

What smell? His cologne?

No, I don't think he uses cologne.

It's something like... uh...

A male scent.

Like a wild beast.

Like pheromones.

I don't know.

Girl, it's his sweat.

It must be sweat,
but I've always found sweat disgusting.

But when Bruce walks by...
[inhales deeply]

[inhale echoes]

- [bright instrumental music playing]
- [exhales slowly]

- [dramatically] I inhale.
- [bright music fades]

You... inhale?

[whimsical music playing]

- He wiped himself with this.
- Keila.

I was going to wash it
with my laundry, but I didn't.

What's wrong with me, Cameron?
I don't understand these impulses.

Relax. Stop being so dramatic.

What's wrong with having a crush on Bruce?

I don't know.
I mean, the guy's just a baby.

What age is he? Twenty-four?

I'm 36 years old.

Help.

Well...

if you feel like getting laid,
then just do it.

And then forget about it.

But if it means trouble,
then don't go there.

Sex is fun,
but love's a very different story.

Why do you say that, Cameron?

[somber piano music playing]

Love is a disease with different phases.

Anxiety when you find it.

Fear of losing it.

Depression when it leaves you.

[exhales]

Keila, you know what I do
when I get really upset about stuff?

- What?
- I dance.

Why would you do that?

[loud pop music playing]

[Cameron] Come on. Get up.
We're gonna have a party.

["I Love It" by Icona Pop playing]

Come on, Keila! [laughs]

You're crazy.

- Come on, Kei-Kei. Let's go!
- No! No way!

♪ On the summer day when you were gone ♪

♪ I crashed my car into the bridge... ♪

- [Keila] I can't dance. No!
- C'mon Keila!

- I don't drink. Ever.
- Go for it!

- Open wide, girl.
- [coughs]

[laughs]

♪ Into the bridge ♪

♪ I don't care ♪

♪ I love it ♪

♪ I don't care ♪

♪ I got this feeling
On the summer day when you were gone ♪

♪ I crashed my car into the bridge ♪

♪ I watched, I let it burn ♪

♪ I threw your sh*t into a bag... ♪

[knocking on door]

♪ I crashed my car into the bridge ♪

[on speaker] ♪ I don't care ♪

What's all this?

- That music?
- Yeah, but we were going to bed.

Bruce!

[b*at pulsing]

♪ You're on a different road ♪

- [sounds distort and dampen]
- ♪ I'm in the Milky Way ♪

♪ You want me down on earth ♪

♪ But I am up in space ♪

♪ You're so damn hard to please
We gotta k*ll this switch ♪

♪ I love it ♪

Houston, we have a problem.

I'm on it.

- [music cuts out]
- [phone ringing]

[girls laughing]

Yo!

- No way. Take 'em.
- [Bruce] Come on.

- Join us.
- Roi! [laughs]

- Okay. Just one.
- That's it.

♪ I got this feeling on the summer day
When you were gone ♪

♪ I crashed my car into the bridge ♪

♪ I watched, I let it burn ♪

♪ I threw your sh*t into a bag ♪

♪ And pushed it down the stairs ♪

♪ I crashed my car into the bridge ♪

♪ I don't care ♪

♪ I love it ♪

♪ I don't care ♪

♪ I love it ♪

- ♪ I love it ♪
- ♪ I don't care ♪

♪ I love it ♪

[laughter echoes, fades]

[sounds distort and echo]

[exhales]

Are you okay?

I kinda feel like... throwing up.

Oh, Kei-Kei.

[shouting] Hey! How are we doing?

- We made it!
- [energetic music playing]

Work on the tunnel will be completed
when we reach a brick wall

that will lead us to our goal.

The Viénot Auction House.

And what's that wall?

It's the retaining wall of the building.

We break through it
to get inside the auction house.

But instead of getting into the vault
through the main steel doors,

we go through the back door.

No one expects that. [laughs]

And in order to get access
to the back door,

first, we move
into the air chamber and service area

with pipes, supply boxes,
electrical equipment, and sanitation.

[energetic music continues]

Once inside, there'll be
a wall of concrete blocks

that secure the antechamber.

Which then leads us to the vault.

Then, we will cut the iron joints
that connect the blocks.

[Berlin] But we won't move
those blocks yet. And why is that, Damian?

Because inside the antechamber is CCTV,

which is linked directly to the monitors
of the security guards inside.

The guards will be bored
because there's no auction at the moment.

Very bored.

One guard at the main entrance,

and a second one in the basement,
right in front of the vault.

Here again, we can observe
the magnitude of our plan.

Breaking into a vault when it's empty.
Don't you think that's a magnificent idea?

It will optimize the chances of success.

And that's why we need to get those guards

away from their monitors
for three minutes.

That's the minimum amount of time
I'll need to hack the CCTV.

And how do we do it?

Using diversionary tactics.

And for that, we'll need to know

everything there is
to know about our new friends.

[Berlin] We're going to analyze
every move these gentlemen make.

But first, we must study the foundation
of every security guard's life.

What they eat for dinner.

I'd like to place an order, please.
Two 14-inch pepperoni pizzas.

At eight, they order food
using the landline.

- Yes?
- So, what you order us?

Pepperoni. [chuckles]

- Pizza.
- Almost always pizza.

[Damián] The landline network interface
is located in the service area.

Keila will have already hacked into
the system.

[phone ringing]

[dialing]

- Psst!
- [line ringing]

- Good evening. How can I help you?
- [guard] Hi.

I'd like to order
two 14-inch pepperoni pizzas

and two beers, please.

Perfect. And your address?

Auction House Chez Viénot.

Fourteen Turenne Street.

Thank you and have a good night.

Thank you.

And so begins our show.

In the service area,
we will have a changing zone.

There, we will remove all clothes
covered in dirt from the catacombs

and put on our hazmat suits.

I don't want anyone in the antechamber
or the vault without their suit or gloves.

A fingerprint or a speck of dirt,

even an eyelash will have your DNA.

And then, it's game over for us.

[tense music playing]

We'll use that time
to finish our preparations.

But mostly, we'll use the time...

You took 90 minutes?

...to piss off the security guards.

Cold food.

They're not pepperoni,
and they're f*ckin' cold.

The wrong order.

And they're not 14-inch.

It's lemonade!

The kind of things that really get
on your nerves when you're hungry.

I'm not paying for this.

[scoffs]

You're not gonna pay?

You're gonna pay me now.
Then you can go back to your hole.

Got that, chipmunk?

- Huh? [clicks tongue]
- [Berlin] You're hungry. You're annoyed.

You've waited over an hour and a half.
The delivery guy's a punk.

He's rude,
and he has that look in his eye.

- What?
- "What? What?"

You deaf too?

He'll call his colleague downstairs,
and that's what we want him to do.

Get up here. We've got a problem.

A problem? What's going on?

As soon as the second guard
leaves his post,

that is precisely when
our second act will start.

[suspenseful music playing]

We're good to go.

We'll have exactly three minutes
to complete the hack.

[Keila] It's too short.

It's really risky.

My dear Keila,
where you see risk, I see adrenaline.

[suspenseful music continues]

Okay, Alain. On my way.

- [Roi] Go.
- We extract the concrete block.

Like a piece of jigsaw puzzle.

[Damián] And we get
inside the antechamber.

Naturally, the CCTV will see you.

[energetic music playing]

[Bruce scoffs]

[Berlin] But Bruce...

You called the other monkey for help?

...playing the cocky delivery guy,
will make sure you go under the radar.

Hey. Don't touch me.

You understand anything,
or do I have to speak monkey?

Hmm? Huh?

There's a door there.

I know. It's our Achilles' heel.

If someone opens that door, we're screwed.

In our line of work, there's always
a certain percentage of risk.

Two minutes, 30 seconds left.

You need to buy us
as much time as possible.

[imitating chimp]

[Berlin] You need to push them
until they blow a fuse.

Alain, Alain. Take it easy.

- I like this.
- Don't you touch that.

[Damián] And while Bruce
buys us some precious time,

Keila and I will neutralize the CCTV.

Keila, would you kindly explain
the technological details?

The antechamber is a security room.

It holds the hard disks

for the auction house's
entire security system.

- I'll hack the four cameras we need.
- [beeps]

[Keila] The main hall.

Now? Will you pay me?

- [Keila] The antechamber.
- [monitor beeps]

- You wanna fight?
- [guard] Hey. He's not worth it.

Calm down.

Ninety seconds left.

[Keila] Outside the vault.

- Hey! Get away from there.
- Pay me, then!

[Keila] And inside the vault.

[monitor humming]

[sounds distort]

[Keila] There was another wire.
I didn't see it. [gasps]

You just blew out the CCTV.

- [stopwatch clicking]
- [gasps softly]

[breathing shakily]

Hey. Are you okay? Kid?

Once you're finally knocked out
and lying on the floor,

you can bite on the fizzy pill.

And soon, you'll be spitting foam
from the mouth like a rabid dog.

And what if they call an ambulance?

Or the police?

- And what would they say?
- Wake up.

[Berlin] "We b*at up some delivery guy
because the pizza was cold,

and he fell on his head,
and he's having a seizure?"

Don't worry. They'll revive him first.

Alain! A cushion. Quick! Quick!

Seventy-five seconds.

I blew a fuse.

Relax. Find the fuse, then bypass it.

I don't see it.

- I can't find it!
- The fuse box.

Open it!

Find the fuse.

One minute.

[Keila] Found it!

Too many. We have no time. Leave it.

If we leave, they'll catch us.
The cameras are dead.

A spoon!

[quietly] Come on.

[guard]Open up! Come on! Come on!

Fifty seconds.

[guard] Come on.

Come on. That's it.

Thirty seconds.

[softly] C'mon.

I got it.

- [inhales sharply]
- Water!

Here.

[splutters and moans]

Come on. Come on!

Fifteen seconds. f*ck's sake. Hurry.

[Keila panting]

[electricity crackles]

[monitor beeps]

[guard] C'mon. Hey! Come on. Get up.

- Okay. That's it. Okay.
- What happened?

- Stand up. Up you go.
- What's goin' on? Where am I?

That's it. Up you get.

[Roi on earpiece] Five seconds.

Get out, now.

Shut up, Roi.

[electricity crackles]

Done!

[electricity humming]

Here. Take that.

- For the pizza.
- There we go. You'll be fine. All right.

- [stopwatch ticking]
- That's it. Out of time.

You gotta leave. Get out.

- Leave. I'll do it.
- Almost done.

Once we have control
of the video signal to the monitors,

it's imperative that you leave
as quickly as possible.

- Leave!
- [panting]

Thanks.

See ya.

[guard, under breath]
What a f*cking assh*le.

Hurry! Move!

And then, we put back the concrete block,
right where it was.

[music fades]

[sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[exhales]

[Damián] And if everything goes well,

Keila will have complete control
over the security system.

[control panel beeps]

[sighs]

[Berlin] And then,
we shall be ready to begin

the wonderful second act
of our marvelous magic show.

How to open a vault
that has steel walls over ten inches deep.

[Berlin] And more importantly,
how to do it unnoticed.

So we can come and go as we please,

as if it was a revolving door
in a luxury hotel.

An act worthy of David Copperfield.

[laughs]

["Best Things are for Free"
by Ben Standage playing]

♪ Once upon a time
I worked at a music store ♪

♪ For less than minimum wage ♪

♪ And it sucked ♪

♪ It wasn't okay ♪

♪ Worked in a borough that represented ♪

♪ My pursuit of money to get me stuff ♪

♪ Give it away for free ♪

♪ This is not for free ♪

♪ This is not for ♪

♪ All we needed was the furniture
From a famous big website ♪

♪ When it came ♪

♪ It was f*ckin' broke ♪

♪ Sent 'em an email explaining it all
They said they'd send me another one ♪

- ♪ For free ♪
- ♪ Gave it away for free ♪

♪ This is not for free ♪

♪ Even if you're not a real capitalist ♪

♪ And need to keep a job down
What is worse? ♪

♪ They're something sweet about it ♪

♪ When you're not payin' for it ♪

♪ All the riches
That you say you want for free ♪

♪ Doesn't benefit you much at all ♪

♪ They're something sweet about it ♪

♪ When you're not payin' for it ♪

♪ When you're not payin' for it ♪

♪ This is not for free ♪

♪ This is not for ♪