05x08 - The Elegance Theory

[bunniefuu]

Good evening.

- Good evening, thank you.
- Good evening.

Ah, wonderful.
They have lobster thermidor.

We'll eat like royalty tonight, my love.

Andrés, we need to talk.

I really don't like
the sound of that sentence at all.

It always comes
at the beginning of a breakup.

I know.

I've tried to find
the best time to tell you,

but I don't think I ever will.

Don't tell me it's because of my illness.

Hey, my love.

My love,

see that's the best reason
for us to stay together.

Can't you see it?

We're not weighed down by
"For the rest of your life."

The burden of every relationship.

Our love is only about delight.

Because it's vibrant, light, fleeting.

And above all, hopeful. You know why?

Because loving a person
who's terminally ill

always opens the path to the next love.

Of course, it's...

It's like one of those marvelous trips
you take around Europe.

First, you go to Rome, then Vienna...

You don't like Vienna?
It's not a problem. Later comes Istanbul.

What if I tell you that's not it?

What if I tell you
that our relationship changed?

That we used to have big dreams.

We wanted to visit Greenland,
the northern lights. But...

after the vineyards in California

came Madrid.

And we haven't left.

You used to talk about
stealing the Spanish gold reserve.

But now we're just city hopping.
Doing what?

Stealing a couple diamonds here,

some Viking gold chalices there...

You always play your best cards
when you're trying to charm someone.

But it's not easy
keeping that flame alive.

So, you're asking for a divorce.

Yeah.

Have you decided on your order yet?

No, we haven't yet.

You don't need to fill her glass.
It seems I'll be having this wine alone.

There's just one thing
that I want you to tell me.

It's nothing, just one question. May I?

Who is he?

Don't make this any harder.

No, no. Come on, I can't believe it.

Is that the last thing
you're going to say to me?

Tatiana, all my life I've been
searching for the genuine

in every single moment,
in every decision I've made.

And now you're leaving me

with two of the most
overused sentences in movie history?

"We need to talk"
and "Don't make this any harder"?

Follow that car.

Stop. Stop here.

♪ If I stay with you
If I'm choosing wrong ♪

♪ I don't care at all ♪

♪ If I'm losing now
But I'm winning late ♪

♪ That's all I want ♪

♪ I don't care at all ♪

♪ I am lost ♪

♪ I don't care at all ♪

♪ Lost my time
My life is going on ♪

We're running out of water.

This is the stormwater t*nk.

There's less water flowing.

That's it! The last pellets
just came out the pipes!

It's all out!

Colonel.

Besides the engine, it's like I'm hearing
a really strong suction noise.

What do you mean "suction"?
What the f*ck are you talking about?

It's like a vacuum cleaner
sucking water out of a pipe, but massive.

They're extracting water. A lot of it.

No...

Play it again.
Clean the signal as much as possible.

It does sound like water being suctioned.

I'd say they've emptied
the secure gold vault.

So they got the gold out?

I don't know. It's possible.

You and the other engineer
told me it wasn't possible.

It wasn't possible
using the pump in the Bank of Spain.

It wouldn't have enough force
to get that gold out.

Unless maybe they reduced it
to the size of a particle.

Still, I don't think
they could get 90 tons out.

You don't know
what those bastards are capable of.

They're getting the f*cking gold
out right now!

You have to tell me where! Figure it out!

Professor?

Hey, you didn't tell us
it'd be so hard to get the gold out.

Hmm?

I didn't tell you it'd be easy either.

Otherwise, I'd stop looking like
the criminal mastermind

you fell madly in love with.

You're such an idiot.

Over and out.

Well, looks like we're about done, right?

Yeah.

When we get outta here...

I'm gonna buy a motorcycle,

and I'll get a custom-made seat
in the shape of my ass.

And I'll travel the world.

Mm-hmm. Very nice.

What do you prefer? Beach or pool?

Beach?

Bikini or one-piece?

What is this, a quiz for a magazine?

I'm just... just talking.

But if you want, um, when we get out,

I'll treat you to a gin and tonic.

And we can finish the quiz.

All the hugging wasn't
just a celebration of our triumph,

or a heartfelt tribute
to the ones we lost along the way.

It was the primal roar
of a handful of insignificant people

who had managed to get
90 tons of gold out through a pipe.

That accomplishment was
a message of hope to the world.

"There's nothing that's impossible."

But the heist wasn't over yet.

And all that hope would be essential
during the next few hours.

Because what we were about to face

was simply the most
severe reality check to date.

I heard we managed to get the gold out.

I kissed Manila.

Honestly, that's not what matters most.

What matters most
is that I'm actually really confused.

I think I have way more in common
with her than with you.

You... You know
what I used to do in Indonesia?

I'd tell you that I was gonna go buy wood,
but I'd go partying for two days.

I'd lie about it because I had this
feeling that everything I wanted was bad.

I don't know.

And reconnecting with Manila,
it actually made me realize,

somehow, that what I am isn't bad.

You're not going to say anything?

To be honest,
I'd rather talk another time, Denver.

I've got an awful headache and...

I'd prefer to get some rest.

Alone.

Sure.

They're probably pumping it through
the stream channel that floods the vault.

All that water is then gathered
in two natural streams,

and after that, it's drained
into another stream in the south.

Those g*dd*mn m*therf*ckers.

They weren't gonna get it out
through the drain or sewer.

They're pumping the gold farther away,
through that stream.

They must have brought in
a much more powerful pump.

I mean, it's at least 25 km of pipelines
carrying 90 tons of gold.

They'd probably need an oil pipeline pump.

Find Suárez. We need to
comb through that whole stream.

And get me the pipeline plans.

I want to know every single spot
those channels go through,

where they lead, everything.

Get a team. We're launching an offensive.

What now?

Well, now we take turns
keeping an eye on the outside,

we freshen up. How's that sound?

Then we wait for the Professor's magic.

Where do you think the gold is going?

These channels lead to several factories,
uh, treatment plants,

and hydraulic facilities,
to, uh, stormwater tanks...

We need to track it down!
Every single gram of it.

I want soldiers combing every
cubic centimeter of water in those pipes.

There were 5,000 soldiers
outside the Bank of Spain

and more on Operation Cage
to find the Professor.

- How many policemen can we expect?
- About 480 units.

And your men, Suárez. Get your asses
over to that f*cking stream! Come on!

Communication constantly.

SUBWAY
BANK OF SPAIN

Vamos, vamos, vamos!

There's not a lot of movement outside.
Just a few vehicles leaving the perimeter.

Stay alert, but it should
get quiet for a little while.

The police are still looking for me
in downtown Madrid.

Take this time to rest.

Arteche, do you copy?
Arteche, do you copy?

Arteche, what's going on?

I need a few minutes.

Okay, roger that.

Stockholm...

Stockholm...

Stockholm. It's Tokyo.

I'm here.

What's going on? Mónica!

Mónica! Mónica!

What happened? What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Hey.

I'm going crazy.

I saw Arturo. Arturo talks to me.

And Tokyo... Tokyo's in the...
She's out there in the dumbwaiter.

Hey, it's nothing. It's nothing, okay?

I think I'm having a psychotic break.

I see things and sh**t at them.
I'm dangerous. I need to get out.

- I need medical help.
- No. You can't get out of here.

Denver, I surrender. I want to get out.

I was so close to k*lling you.

- I'm dangerous.
- Hey, listen to me.

I'll tell you what, okay?
Here's what we'll do.

Listen, we're gonna lock you inside
one of those vaults.

- No.
- You won't be able to hurt anyone.

- I'm dangerous. I have to get out.
- I'll take care of you.

I'll take care of you.
If you don't get better, I'll get you out.

Okay?

Okay.

Suárez, all the locations
have to be checked.

Your unit will go
to the sewage treatment plant.

The other units will continue south.

BANK OF SPAIN

STREAM TREATMENT PLANT

SOUTH WATER CHANNEL

WATER LEVEL CONTROL SYSTEM

LA DEHESA HYDRAULIC DAM

SANTA JUSTA STORMWATER t*nk

I shouldn't have said anything. Sorry.

I don't know why I told you about Manila.

No, Denver.

What you said was painful but...

somehow I'm glad you said it.

I think it's the most honest thing
you've said to me

in a very long time.

And anyway, I knew about Manila,
so it's all right.

I knew that already.

What do you mean you already knew?

She told me herself.

And I also knew about Indonesia too.
I mean, I sort of guessed.

Why did you let me lie to you?

I suppose it was easier to accept
that you needed an escape than...

to ask you whether our life together was...

that boring to you,
in case you said "yes," Denver.

Because, well, I loved our life together.

A lot.

I loved it too.

Then why did you lie?

I don't know.

I don't...

I guess I was afraid
that my dad was right.

He always used to say
I wasn't good enough for you.

That I didn't measure up, you know?

He was right.

Who'd want to be with a guy
who needs to go 60 miles away from home

just to go partying in a club,
drink like crazy,

getting hammered and picking a fight
with the first person I see?

I was afraid to show you that side of me.

That animal.

I was afraid you'd leave me.

- Are they here?
- Yeah.

The ectoplasms?

It's... It's not funny, Denver.

- No, no, no, I... I wasn't joking.
- No.

- You know what pisses me off?
- What?

That f*cking Arturo.
He's a pain in the ass.

So much, he even manages
to get into your psychotic breaks.

I know they're real.

Because it's, well, post-traumatic stress,
tension during the heist...

A psychotic break. I know.

But this whole having visions thing...
Just imagine nice things.

- What do you want me to imagine?
- Something that makes you smile.

Anything that doesn't make you
want to empty your g*n, okay?

'Cause you almost k*lled me.

You know what I would like to imagine?

What?

You.

In one of those clubs,
dancing like a maniac.

I'm not sure
you'd like that, I'm telling you.

Yeah?

And you?

- What?
- Dancing.

- Here?
- Yeah.

- No.
- Yeah, dance for me.

- No, I can't.
- Why not?

Look at me, I'm all filthy
in these red overalls. No. No.

I can work with that.

You're gonna love it.

Colonel, it's Suárez.

Approaching the sewage treatment plant.

Come on, guys, let's go.
Eyes open, come on!

Colonel,
we're entering the underground floor.

Police!

Don't move! Hands up!

Colonel, everything's clear here.

Move on to the next one.

Hydraulic dam.
I repeat, hydraulic dam.

So?

♪ When did we forget ♪

♪ All the crazy things
That made us feel so part of it? ♪

♪ Our youth, so confident... ♪

My God.

♪ Not caring if it ends ♪

♪ Try to learn to let go
Of all those things that tie you down ♪

♪ Get rid of it
The voice inside that tells me that ♪

♪ I'm scared, yeah, scared as sh*t ♪

♪ But I wanna let go of it now ♪

♪ So someone tell me ♪

♪ Why so serious? ♪

♪ Why are we so serious? ♪

♪ Oh, why so serious? ♪

♪ When did we get like this? ♪

♪ I still remember ♪

♪ We weren't grown up like this ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

I'm heading to the main entrance
to defuse the last expl*sives.

Copy that, Arteche. Keep me informed.

Unit 2 approaching
the hydraulic dam.

Come on, guys. Let's go.

We've entered the dam, sir.

Keep an eye on the corners.

- Roger that.
- Roger that.

Now.

Police! Don't move!
On the ground! On the ground!

Hands where I can see them.

Hands up!

We got the suspects cornered.

- What's going on?
- On your six!

Don't move! On the ground!

It's not them, Colonel.

f*ck!

On to the next one.

SANTA JUSTA STORMWATER t*nk

- Here we go! To the 90 tons. Yeah, baby.
- To the 90 tons.

Guys...

I want a city name.

What? Right now?

Come on, man...

Imagine if things go south here,
and they arrest us.

What will they say on TV?
"They've arrested Palermo, Rio,

Manila, Bogotá...

and Matías Caño."

Like I'm a f*cking intern?

Okay, so tell us
what you have in mind, huh?

Pamplona.

Yeah, you nailed it.

A city in Spain. How unexpected.

What the f*ck is wrong with "Pamplona"?

Get a real name. Something mythical.

Something that sounds good, like...

Rio.

Mm-hmm.

Sweetie, "Manila."
Manila is exotic, sexy, burlesque...

- "Sydney."
- "Palermo."

- "Palermo."
- It's taken...

- "Marrakesh."
- "Charbonier."

For f*ck's sake.
Have you ever been to Pamplona?

Huh? The wildest festival in the world
is held there, the Sanfermines.

Even people from Japan
come to run with the bulls.

And Hemingway wrote a novel.

They even study it in the States.

You know what it's called in Spain?
Huh? The novel?

Fiesta.

It's called Fiesta!

You want party time?
Then go to the f*cking Sanfermines!

Yeah, f*ck it. That's it, "Pamplona."

To Pamplona!

- To Pamplona, cheers.
- Yeah!

- Pamplona it is.
- That's right.

It's all good.

♪ You're just too good to be true ♪

♪ Can't take my eyes off of you ♪

♪ You'd be like Heaven to touch ♪

♪ I wanna hold you so much ♪

♪ At long last, love has arrived ♪

♪ And I thank God I'm alive ♪

♪ You're just too good to be true... ♪

Don't worry, okay?
Tatiana just went upstairs to her room.

Good evening.

A Negroni, please.

Do you know what elegance is?

Look at that.

When you see a guy like that,
dapper, impeccable,

you think,
"I'd go f*ck his wife right now"

without ever seeing her.

Because you're absolutely convinced
that his wife must look incredible.

That's why you decided
to sleep with my wife.

Theoretically, you should be
the one seducing wives.

I'm not sure it should be your father
who seduces them on your behalf.

I just couldn't help it.

I wish that, um, well,
that I could have told you

about the whole situation myself, but I...

I... I couldn't help it, Dad.
And I'm... I'm sorry.

I just couldn't help it...

Shh-shh-shh, shh-shh.

For how long?

Uh, two weeks. Um...

Three.

Three weeks.

Then what we had
wasn't so powerful and so strong

as to... to resist the advances
of a casual lover.

Casual?

Seriously, Dad?

Casual, huh?

Maybe Tatiana's in love with me.
Have you thought of that?

You didn't consider that option, did you?

Because I'm absolutely
in love with her, Dad.

Really.

And no matter what anybody else thinks,
this is a true love story.

It was inevitable.

Wow, look at you.

This is the first time I actually feel
like you might measure up.

And I also would've pursued
my father's wife

if I'd fallen in love with her.

I wouldn't think about it
even for a minute.

I would have broken
the sacred limits of our family,

and respect,

just to satisfy my love.

And in this light, I'm...

very proud of you.

Look who's coming.

I have to admit,
you're better off with him.

He's young, attractive,

intelligent,

ambitious, unscrupulous like his father,

and apparently healthy.

Of course, the downside
is that in just a year, maybe two years,

you'll miss out on the widow's pension
and a truly enormous inheritance.

We had a great time.

I wish you the best.

You may go in peace.

♪ I love you, baby ♪

♪ And if it's quite all right ♪

♪ I need you, baby ♪

♪ To warm the lonely night ♪

♪ I love you, baby ♪

♪ Trust in me when I say ♪

♪ Oh, pretty baby ♪

♪ Don't bring me down, I pray ♪

♪ Oh, pretty, pretty baby ♪

♪ Now that I've found you, stay ♪

♪ And let me love you ♪

♪ Let me love you ♪

♪ Let me love you ♪

♪ I love you, baby ♪

♪ I need you, baby ♪

♪ I love you, baby ♪

♪ Oh, pretty baby ♪

♪ Don't bring me down, I pray ♪

♪ Oh, pretty baby ♪

♪ I've found you, stay... ♪

That was
the only time Berlin went to jail.

Arrested for vandalism.

And all because of a broken heart.

He let them catch him.

On top of that,
they matched his fingerprints

with a pair found at another robbery.

So he was charged a few extra months.

But he didn't care about jail.

Not when his heart
had just been shattered.

Santa Justa stormwater t*nk.

I repeat, the next place is
the Santa Justa stormwater t*nk.

This is Bronze Unit to Tamayo.
We're approaching the exit.

Colonel, this is Suárez.

We're approaching the stormwater t*nk.

Let's go, guys. Come on.
It has to be here! We got 'em!

It's the police!

They're coming!

Come on! Take your weapons!

They're coming!

Hurry up!

Come on, let's go.

Come on. Grab the weapons,
for f*ck's sake.

Professor, take shelter.
Take the w*apon. Take the w*apon.

Take it!

Professor! What's wrong with you? Wake up!

They're coming! Take the w*apon!

- Take it, Professor!
- No. No, no. Drop the w*apon.

Drop your weapons!

It's just four cars.
We can deal with them.

No. Right now it's four cars.

Then it'll be ten, then 50, then the army.
Don't you get it?

They found out we're here.
We can't do anything, Benjamín.

They know we're here.
There's nothing to do.

Benjamín, nothing! Do you hear me?
Everyone, drop your weapons.

Didn't you hear me? Drop your weapons!

Come on! Let's defend ourselves!

- No! Please, Marseille, don't do it.
- Get out of the way.

Out of the way.

I didn't surrender
when they arrested Lisbon.

I didn't do it when
that whole Spanish army entered the bank,

or when that m*therf*cking
Gandía k*lled Nairobi!

- You're going to do it now.
- No.

It's an order!

Sergio, they k*lled Tokyo!

Marseille, listen to me.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

- I'm not allowing this to be a slaughter.
- No.

I won't let innocent people die
for something that's already lost.

No!

It's already lost.

It's already lost.

Mmm.

I just got out of jail.

You picked me up, brought me here,

and for the last 157 km,
you've been completely silent.

There's really nothing you want to know?

Maybe I've been r*ped in the showers.

Or maybe I tattooed our mother's name
on my biceps.

You let them catch you.

You've pulled 27 heists
across half of Europe,

but that day you decided
to smash a cocktail bar

in downtown Madrid
and you let them catch you?

The Negroni was terrible.
I couldn't tolerate such an abomination.

I lost my son and it broke my heart.

I can understand
being betrayed by my wife.

Or a partner, or even my son.

But I lost him,

right when I decided

to admit his existence for the first time.

That's like getting hit in the face
by your own failure.

By the certainty
that something in your life is wrong.

And there it is.

In your failure...

is how a man is defined.

Some people hide like cowards.

Others face it.

Some rebel against it,

but without dignity.

And other people

can't help but to destroy everything

in order to have another life.

I swear to you...

I don't have much time,

but I'll squeeze every second,
every second till its last drop.

That's why now I want to help you...

...to pull off
the heist of a lifetime.

Before I die, you and I are going to rob
the Royal Mint of Spain.

God! God!

God!

Oh! God!

Little brother!

God!

How long will we get?

A thousand years.

- How long have we been here?
- Fifteen, 20 minutes.

They should have taken us
into police custody by now.

Exactly.

They must be waiting for forensics.

I can hear the sirens.

I can hear the radios,
but I'm not hearing any of the cars.

Why can't we hear any of the cars?

Why wouldn't the police
be waiting on the other side?

- That's an excellent question, Sergio.
- Good question.

And we've got the answer to that as well.

Of course we'll get the gold out
through the only place we can, but...

not in the direction
the police will expect.

It's a t*nk for residual water.

Suárez, just go for it!
Go for it! They're in there!

- Police!
- We got 'em!

Colonel, this entire place is empty.

f*ck! It doesn't make sense.

The most logical decision
would be to take advantage

of the gentle river slope
and get the gold out that direction, but,

mm, that would just be way too easy.

It's the last place where
the channels flow into. I don't get it!

How is this possible?

Then, we'll take advantage
of the 5,000 kilowatts of our pump

to push the gold upstream

almost 18 km.

We'll get the gold up the river,
like a f*cking salmon,

running all the way
to this stormwater t*nk.

And that, my dear friend,
no one will expect.

We've combed 25 km of pipes
with metal detectors and found nothing.

Not the police, nor the CNI,

nor the Spanish National Research Council.

No one.

Ninety tons of gold
can't just disappear.

They didn't get it out that way, damn it!
They didn't.

Then where the f*ck is that gold?

They couldn't have gotten it out
any other way!

Someone tell me
where the f*ck is that f*cking gold!

BANK OF SPAIN

LOS MIGUELES STORMWATER t*nk

You're f*cking kidding me.

Victoria. Victoria...

My baby.

f*ck!

Victoria.

Someone's stolen the gold.

f*ck yeah! We did it!