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what's going on here?

Whose box is that?

It belongs to a politician.

He's a big f***ing fish.

With this, we're out of here.

You knew about this politician?

And you too?

The manager told me

about Soriano, some politician.

She said it was his box.

He knew already,

that's why he brought us here.

I had no idea it was Soriano's.

I had to grab the box

and get it out still closed.

I saw Soriano's linked to box 314

and I worked it out.

They f***ed us, man.

The Spaniard's right!

We did it all for this sh*t!

A robbery is a robbery.

So what if I had an extra job?

Who's behind it?

The person who gave me the info

was my only contact.

I had to get the box out,

still shut, no questions asked.

That's why they fixed

the doors for us

and gave us a free hand.

Was it an opportunity or not?

And he knew you'd get

your hands on the box, right?

He wanted more money, Varela!

You gotta understand the play!

They're gonna give you

lots of money out there.

And you told us nothing.

- You told your brothers nothing.

- Brother? You a**hole!

You're here out of pity,

as a favor to your old man,

so stop busting my balls,

and ask the Spaniard what he gave

his friend the manager for the info.

What did you give her?

Go f*** yourself.

That kind of whore

charges for information.

And for giving her one, huh?

Did you give her part of

the brothers' money?

- B*tch.

- What a b*tch.

What a f***ing b*tch.

Stop, Uruguayan,

we're talking here!

We're talking here!

Where's the manager?

She's inside.

The manager?

Where's the manager?

Open the door, f*** you!

Open the f***ing door!

I know you're in there!

Open the door, b*tch!

You wanna play rough?

Let's play rough, you and me.

You b*tch! Get over here!

Where'd you put it?

Where is it?

I don't know what you mean.

You think you can sweet-talk me

like that dumbass?

Start talking

or I start searching orifices.

Leave her alone.

It's not the first time I've been

f***ed over by some slut.

Did I mention the 6 years I did

because of that blonde?

He told her everything,

and when she got squeezed...

Forget it, Spaniard, ignore him.

That's his trouble.

His instinct for submission comes out.

He wants to live off some slut

with a pole up her ass.

But I don't give a f*** about

your "strict mistress" routine.

Don't give me this sh*t!

Well, well, the engineer.

The beast in you comes out.

You gonna hit me, you fag?

What is this sh*t?

I don't care who

the biggest moron is!

I want to know how

we're getting out of here.

This has got to end.

And it has to end well.

I got you into this

and I'll get you out of it,

but it shits me that this b*tch

is ripping us off.

I want him to give back

everything he gave you.

We have a deal.

We didn't need

your shitty information, you f***er.

Are you doing overtime

in a bank robbery?

You're ripping people off even now!

B*tch!

Diamonds.

He gave her diamonds

and she swallowed them.

She's got more balls

than all of us, boys.

Let's see what we've got in here.

No, what is this sh*t?

No.

Son of a b*tch!

I've f***ed it.

I've really f***ed it.

SORIANO'S HOME

He'd never have used it

against the party.

On the contrary,

he was just worried

it'd fall into the wrong hands.

I'm sure.

But we have to be ahead of

what's going on,

not trailing behind.

One day he was in a foul mood.

We had all the journalists

at the door.

He shut himself in his office

and he was on the phone for hours.

He said he'd decided

to turn on the fan

the sh*t would fly upwards,

to the very top.

Excuse me, can we talk?

Excuse me.

- They found a hard disk.

- And?

There's nothing,

it was all deleted,

but they say something

could be recovered.

- Tell them to get onto it.

- What about Valencia?

Mellizo is going.

Mellizo.

Colonel Mellizo speaking.

So you're in charge now?

I hope it's an improvement,

because we're not at all happy

with the service.

From now on

things will be done differently.

How about we talk face to face?

So you can shoot me down?

No one's shooting anyone,

you have my word of honor.

In 5 minutes at the front door.

Go ahead.

Listen to me closely, Uruguayan.

We're getting you out of there.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

I've been waiting to hear that

for hours, sir.

I don't know what you were thinking,

but you've clearly failed,

so you have to do

exactly as I tell you.

What the f*** is this about?

No f***ing idea.

It's all sorted.

We leave through the courtyard below,

the shaft with the air-conditioners,

into the building next door and away.

The cops must be occupying

that building by now.

No one will be watching

the courtyard,

we go up to the 4th floor,

the window will be open

and a uniformed cop

will be waiting for us there.

These people know each other,

it won't work.

They don't know each other,

the colonel's setting it up,

swapping back-up all the time,

nobody knows anybody.

Boys...

Okay, let's go.

- Come on, up.

- Everybody up.

Let's go.

Let's go, hurry up!

You tortoises!

F***ing hell! Go!

Alpha team, abandon position,

return to base.

Roger that.

We'll watch this section,

you can go down.

Where's the Uruguayan?

Inside with Loco.

I took the thing,

got it going,

but that prick f***ed us over.

He set us all up.

What are you talking about?

I put the hard disk in the computer

to see what was on it,

and suddenly it...

the f***er f***ed us.

One of those things got in...

A Trojan?

A Trojan got in.

It started downloading everything.

Now there's nothing.

It's empty.

I'm telling you the way it is.

I'm sticking it up your ass!

I'm sticking it up your ass,

you f***!

Did you hear me, you f***!

I'm sticking it up your ass!

What the f*** is this?

This retard emptied Soriano's disk.

Take it easy, Spaniard.

It wasn't me!

Holy f***ing sh*t, Loco!

It wasn't me,

that f***er conned us!

You f***ed up, you idiot!

We gotta go. Let's go.

Get up, dumbass.

- C'mon.

- F***ing retard.

You've got the clothes,

now it's up to you.

I need what was in the box.

Open the door,

get us in a vehicle,

then I'll give you what you want.

What?

Don't look at me like that,

we've got nothing to give him.

Split into two groups.

Uruguayan, you and Varela

take this guy.

Let's go.

- It's full of cops.

- Relax.

Relax? Look at them all.

You need authorization to cross

the street, it'll take a second.

And the lady?

- We found her.

- She was on the 5th floor.

It was cleared hours ago.

No.

I explained to your fellow officer,

I couldn't hear a thing

from up there.

She had no ID,

so we brought her along.

What the f*** are you looking at?

I'll fill your head with lead!

Drop that! Drop it!

- What the hell are you doing?

- Reacting!

These f***ers know!

You drop that too, f*** you!

Drop it, motherf***er!

The f***ers were gonna kill us!

They know!

Drop them!

Kill that one!

I'll blow your head off!

Am I speaking Chinese?

I'm f***ing mad!

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