02x06 - Bye Beautiful

[bunniefuu]

In concentration camps,

respect is a given.

Well, here's it's going to be the same.

You're going to dig the tunnel

until your hands bleed!

At night

you may cry in pain

in your cot,

but you will keep on digging!

You'll be on shifts without rest.

Otherwise, an epic punishment awaits you.

Just like your leader.

A man who will k*ll
if he betrays us again.

Who will k*ll if he ever
yearns for freedom again.

Whose sweat,

kills.

A man of expl*sive nature.

Now they're going to be scared of you,
Arturo.

Although we've always known
you're "the b*mb".

You're an outcast,
so you'll stay here, secluded.

Helsinki and everyone else, to the tunnel!

Come on, let's go!

Let's go, quickly!

Seismographs detected
unusual activity underneath the factory.

The kidnappers have
increased the digging pace of the tunnel.

They'll finish it soon.

TUESDAY : PM

How much is left?

HOUR OF THE HEIST

Two meters, according to the GPR.
Two and a half meters.

Where are they exiting?

We think right here.

In a drainpipe meters
behind the building.

Attention, everyone. I want you all ready.
Warn underground units.

I want men guarding
that drainpipe now.

You know what guilty people do
when they are taken to the crime scene?

They don't stop talking.

About weather, politics,

they make jokes.

Because they're nervous.

They can't stand the silence.

But you...

you don't say a thing.

What do you want me to talk about?

Who are you?

Sergio Marquina.

Sergio?

Salva,

the Professor?

The person who has kept

all the police, the CNI,

and the Special Forces in check?

The man I've been talking with
on the phone for five days,

who I told what

clothes I wear and even
what color my orgasms are?

And which one are you?

Why aren't your fingerprints
in the national ID database?

I stopped renewing my ID
before they went digital.

When?

More than

twenty years ago.

That opens up a world of possibilities,
doesn't it?

Because no one is going to report
the disappearance of a man who

doesn't exist.

It will make it easy for me
to burn your corpse.

Is that what you want?

To k*ll and burn me?

Yes.

I sure do.

Look...

perhaps as an inspector,

I shouldn't tell this to the person
who organized the heist

at the National Mint factory.

But as a woman...

as a woman

who has spent years
being afraid of everything,

everything,

who trusted someone,

someone who knew

how fragile and vulnerable she was,

who's been fooling her
from the f*cking beginning!

Then it wouldn't be that far-fetched,
don't you think?

You could have...

you could have approached me,

coaxed me,

planted a bug on me.
A f*cking bug, g*dd*mn it!

But no. No, you couldn't.

Yesterday we were dreaming together.

sh*t.

Talking about the future. The future!

Who the hell are you?

What are you, some disturbed f*ck?

It was all planned, Raquel.

Everything. It was all...

I'm sorry.
It was all planned out...

except what happened between us.

I don't know, I broke my own rules.

What?

I didn't consider that variable.

What the hell are you saying?

-What variable?
-Falling in love with you.

You really think I'll let you
go on with this crap?

Son of a bitch.

That I'll sit back
while you lie to my f*cking face

as if I were a -year-old girl?

I'm not lying, Raquel.

I fell in love.

Say it again.

Say it again.

I dare you to say it again!

Raquel.

I fell in love with you.

I'm so sorry.

Fine.

Fine.

: PM

Berlin,

I need to talk to you.

Of course. I'm the boss again,

I need my pups to feed me.

What exactly did the Professor say?

about Tokyo?

He said he would try to free her.

And how the hell is he going
to do that?

Rio,

he's not doing it himself.

Who is?

The four Serbs who dug the tunnel
five years ago.

They're the wildcard for extreme setbacks.

-When?
-I don't know.

You feel her absence, right?

Those who stay always have it worse.

Instead, she will be

broadening her experience,

enhancing her senses,

entertained.

Would you take the deal from the cops?

What does it matter?

What would happen if we got out of here?

Would we stay together?

Betraying your friends.

My friends with city names?

Tokyo, Berlin, Moscow, Denver.

I think my friends
with city names are really cool.

And I'll tell you something.

Try to hide

if you accept the deal,

because if I see you,
I'll put a b*llet in your head.

Women are quicker to move on.

You should know, just in case.

Tokyo is hot-headed,

but she'll be back

and we'll be together.

I know it.

Sure.

Of course you will.

I've always thought that.

If you betray us and leave,

and you need to call me when you're sorry,

because believe me,

you will be,

you can call me at Alison's number.

I'll keep it on.

The cops will be listening
but who cares.

ACTIVE SIGNAL REPEATER

Suarez,
Alison Parker's phone has switched on.

Try hacking it.

Sealed camera, sir.

They're not calling or sending anything.

PAINTING AND RENOVATIONS

-What the f*ck are you doing?
-God damn it!

This is convoy ,

we're getting hit!

Base to convoy,
we did not copy that, please repeat.

They've got jammers.

God f*cking damn it!

My guardian angel had not forsaken me.

And I felt like I was
on the haunted house ride.

It's a b*mb!
What the hell is going on over there!

They set an expl*sive!

A dark tunnel where you don't know
when you'll be startled.

-We're f*cked!
-Shut tup!

But how fun!

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?

Let's go, they're sh**ting!

-Shut the hell up!
-We're f*cked, Perez!

Shut up, g*dd*mn it. Let me think!

Zero!

Stay alert.

Okay. No, stop.

Put the g*ns down or I'll sh**t her.

Put the g*ns down or I'll sh**t her.

If you sh**t the girl, you die.

If you sh**t me,

you die.

If you let go of the girl,

you live.

If only every decision
in this world was that easy,

right?

Rio.

Rio!

I noticed you didn't agree
with what Helsinki was doing.

You're not like them.

You're a good boy.

I have a son your age, you know?

The eldest.

He's a good boy too.

Help me, please.

I want to see my son.

I found this machine to make passports.

-No...
-Monica,

listen to me.

You can do whatever you want.

What if you change your mind?

It would be great
for you to have a new one. Besides...

this is real. Is good stuff.

I know. I work here.

-It's easy. We make it...
-No, really.

if you don't want it, toss it,
or keep it as a souvenir..

It's just two minutes.

-Let's do it?
-Okay, fine.

Is it plugged in?

-Yes.
-Okay.

What name do I use?

-Agata.
-Agata?

-What's the matter?
-It's a p*rn star's name.

Agata is a hot chick's name.

If you were ugly, I would say,

-Felisa or Maricruz...
-Maria!

-Maria Fernandez.
-Maria Fernandez?

That's not a name.
Nobody's believing that. Trust me,

-I know.
-It's discrete.

Agata sounds expensive. It's classy.
Use Agata.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Write "born in Madrid"

and whichever year you want.

-We're making a passport.
-I see.

In case in the end,

she runs or...

comes with us.

Who do you think stole your g*n?

Let's go outside.

Suarez.

I'm calling from the National Court.

The convoy with Silene Oliveira

was expected minutes ago
and it's not here.

We haven't heard anything.

Keep me informed.

Gomez,

I need two units on
Oliveira's route to the courthouse.

She hasn't arrived.
I need to know what's going on.

Understood.

Put this on.

Only contact the Professor.

He'll say what to do.

Never in my life had I felt so free.

But that time,

the Professor's plan wouldn't work.

I know I let the pressure get to me,

I was wrong, but...

please,

I don't deserve this.

Please,

I'm asking you,

if there's any dignity left in you,
please.

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe. Help me.

Help me,

please.

We're coming in.

Take your food and sit down.

One meter between each one.
Come on.

That's it, just like that,

joyfully.

Helsinki, say hello to little Arturo.

Something doesn't make sense.

They said that if I sweat too much

I would blow up,
and yet here they put me,

locked in this god-awful heat.

-In this dreadful heat...
-It's best

if you stay calm and quiet.

It doesn't make sense.

-What?
-The b*mb, that's what doesn't make sense!

You think they are going
to risk me tripping or sweating,

blowing up the whole plan? No...

No, that would be insane.

-They don't work like that.
-Shut up.

They're trying
to psychologically terrorize us.

They're trying to scare us.
This isn't real.

It's a bluff.

I don't want to know, so shut up.

I'm taking it off.

I'm going to take it off, I can't take it.

It's okay.

-If it was real we wouldn't be so close.
-Stop and sit down!

Who are you to tell us what to do, brat?

It's your fault
that we're all locked in here!

-My fault?
-Yes, your fault.

You are the director
and eight morons managed to slip in

like they owned the place.

Is there any mint
in the world that has been robbed?

Just this one, right?

Congratulations,

you've made history.

Now, please, don't blow us up,

and sit down.

Sit down.

Headquarters, do you copy?
The van was h*jacked.

-There's no trace of Silene Oliveira.
-Copy that. Wait for instructions.

Attention, we have a fugitive!

Initiate Operation Cage!

He wasn't there.

He wasn't there.

He had arranged it all.

He had saved me.

How could he not be there?

On that October afternoon after I escaped
they deployed Operation Cage.

It might ring a bell
from t*rror1st threats.

They cut off all the exits
to the city at once.

Everything collapses

and you're trapped.
You can only hide.

My problem was that
my hideout was the hangar.

And the person who had to
let me in was the Professor.

But I was never too good at waiting.

What's that?

The only truth I know about you
is that you're a professional liar.

And call me paranoid,
but you won't lie to me again.

I can guarantee it.

Do you think I don't know that?

That I'm an idiot?

Of course she stole the g*n from me.

But changed her mind,

otherwise I would be in a f*cking
box with Oslo.

She helped you. That's great.

But you don't have to make her
a passport or take her with you.

What if I want to?

What if I want to live with her
and raise her son?

You're going to be f*cked enough
to be carrying more burdens.

Not a burden.
It's a girl who loves me and a child,

who is innocent.

-It's a mess you shouldn't get into.
-If I do, it's my choice.

Sometimes we try to help others
and end up sinking ourselves, damn it.

If I sink, I'll swim, like always, dad.

It's not like that, dammit!

I know,

I tried to help your mother
every damn day of my life.

Where's this sh*t coming from now?

Mama abandoned us.

Where's this sh*t coming from now?

We abandoned her.

She was going to be the end of us.

I put her in a clinic in Barcelona.

It cost , pesetas.

And in less than hours
she showed up at my hostel

-high as a kite on smack.
-What did you do?

It was the fourth time.

I'd lost my savings.

What the f*ck did you do?

She wanted to buy more.

I put her in the car...

and dropped her off at a roundabout
in Martorell,

next to a place where they sold smack.

I didn't wait for her.

I went to pick you up

to move out.

You left my mother at a roundabout?

That's why I got you into all this mess.

Because I don't want you
to live the life I lived.

I want you to be free.

-I want you to start from scratch.
-You don't abandon a mother.

You get her clean.

You had me believe she was a bitch.

I thought maybe I was to blame
for her leaving.

It was her or us.

I won't break your skull
because we need you to get out of here.

When we get out,

you and I are nothing.

Two strangers.

Denver

and Moscow.

Did you finish the passport?

Yes.

Denver, are you okay?

It's fine.

I used Agata in the end.

I drove nowhere, frantically.

In a fraction of a second
I knew where to go.

The problem

was that it was the most
guarded place in Spain.

Take a deep breath.

Are you nervous?

No, I'm fine.

You see those lines?

Every one of your lies will draw

some ugly curves

due to alteration in blood pressure,

heart rate,

breathing.

So don't lie to me

or I'll know.

Name.

Sergio Marquina.

Place of birth.

San Sebastian.

Did you know you would destroy Angel?

Yes.

Was it you

who caused his accident?

No.

Was it your idea to rob the Royal Mint?

No.

Whose was it?

My father's.

He d*ed before carrying it out,
so it's kind of a homage.

The f*cking apple story.

The f*cking organic cider story

you told me in bed yesterday

was the story of the heist?

And I listened to you like an idiot.

You've been mocking me
since the beginning.

I was not mocking you.
Look at the polygraph, please.

Look at it.

My father had a sick child,

not a g*dd*mn penny.

What would you have done?

He spent his time thinking about robberies

to pay for a hospital
in the United States.

Out of despair.

To save my life.

My life.

Because nobody,

nobody...

helped him.

And when he tried, he was sh*t to death

at the doors of a...

of a bank.

That's the truth.

I guess there are many ways
of understanding what is fair.

Did you think I was an easy target
because I was an abused woman?

Yes, I did.

When you leaked to the press

my refusal to release
eight hostages in favor

of Alison Parker,

did you know I was going to be
publicly lynched?

That you were going to destroy my career
in front of my mother and daughter?

Yes.

Okay.

You slept with me just because

I'm the inspector in charge, right?

No.

You slept with me because
I'm the inspector...

-No, no.
-Stop lying to me, dammit!

I'm not lying.

I have to believe
you have feelings for me?

You don't have to believe anything.
Raquel,

it's what I feel.

I didn't expect it.

It happened.
And it happened to you too.

It happened to you too.
Why are we here if not?

Huh?

Why am I not in prison?

What the f*ck is this?

Are you the crazy woman
from Misery or what?

It's something that we're both feeling.

Both, do you understand?
It happened to both.

Yes, Suarez.

Inspector,

Silene Oliveira has escaped.

- What?
-Going to the courthouse.

She asked to testify before a judge.

The convoy was h*jacked by people,
apparently eastern European.

I've initiated Operation Cage.
I hope they haven't left Madrid.

Ask the judge immediately

to issue an international arrest warrant.

Cut off roads, ports and airports.

I want patrols on every border.

Tokyo escaped.

Was it you

who freed a m*rder*r
from a maximum security prison

while held here?

Actually,

I left everything ready
before meeting you at the cafe.

I apologize for receiving you like this,
but I just got here.

Radko, I'm so sorry about your brother.

You got it all planned in detail, right?

Raquel, I've told you everything.

I've come here
without resisting whatsoever.

And if I let you interrogate me it's...

because...

I wanted to be honest with you.
I can't take it anymore.

-The lying.
-Shut up.

-I didn't want to hurt you anymore.
-Shut up!

-This is a relief.
-Shut the f*ck up, dammit!

I won't listen to you anymore.
Look.

From now on, anything you have to say,
you say it directly to the judge.

Get up.

Get up, dammit!

Move, move.

Move!

Keep walking.

-I'm very sorry, Raquel.
-Keep walking!

I'm going to sh**t you.

I'm going to...

Have you heard the expression
"to enter the lion's den"?

It's a call to Alison Parker's phone

-from an unknown number.
-Trace it.

-Yes?
-Rio?

It's Tokyo.

It's Silene Oliveira.

Record! Locate the call!

Where are you? Wait!

They can hear us.

It doesn't matter.

This is a love call.

And the police enjoy love.

Listen to me.

Remember the door my mother
used to draw when I was afraid?

What door is she talking about?

Yes, love. Of course I remember.

-What about it?
-I'll cross it.

I'll cross the door to heaven,

because my guardian angel isn't around.

In one minute.

I love you.

I love you too.

What the hell was that about?

It sounded like a goodbye.

Attention. Unauthorized vehicle
entering the perimeter.

Come on, everybody to your stations!

Hey, you!

It's her.

The door...

The door...

sh*t, the door!

Hey, hey!

Attention!

It's Silene Oliveira!

Tokyo is back!

Tokyo is back!

On the ground!

We have to open the door, dammit!

sh**t the target, sh**t the biker!

Attention, fire.

Let's go!

No! We have to cover her!

Kidnapper in range, fire.

Papa, look out!

Take cover, behind you!

f*ck!

f*ck!

Moscow!

Moscow!