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F***ing hell, drop them!

Loco, listen to me.

Let's head back, back...

- No, you're crazy!

- Shut your f***ing mouth!

- We have to go that way!

- Back!

Shut your f***ing mouth,

we're going back.

Varela, back!

Everyone behind me!

One shot and his head's gone!

Take it easy.

Is that clear?

Loco, this way.

Back!

Back, back!

Go, up, up.

Get back, f*** you.

They got the woman.

She's hit! You got her!

Don't shoot!

Take her away.

Stay there! No one comes up

or I finish her off. You hear?

No one comes up

or I finish her off!

Slowly, take it easy.

Relax.

- I'm going to die.

- No, you're not.

You're not going to die.

Listen...

The bullet passed through, alright?

Your boyfriend made you

a nice tourniquet. You'll be fine.

Listen to me.

You don't want me to get caught

and tell them about the diamond diet?

Do me one last favor.

Stall them as long as you can.

You're done here.

The manager is out of danger.

The bullet went

clean through her arm.

Keep the bullet, it's yours.

They almost killed that bank manager,

and knowing her,

get ready for a huge lawsuit.

This is the end, Uruguayan.

It's over.

Careful with the names,

I can mention some too.

We need a little sanity from you now.

What sort of sanity?

Let's not kid ourselves.

All you can do is come out

and face the music.

You win some, you lose some.

There's no need to make it worse.

"You win some, you lose some"?

- Listen...

- No, you listen, Colonel Sanders.

If a bus isn't here in half an hour

I'll kill one hostage,

then another every 15 minutes.

What now?

They won't do anything.

Sounds like he's made up his mind.

They're professionals,

they never had blood on their hands.

They won't complicate a heist

with murder.

In half an hour they'll come out.

They know they have no choice.

One important thing:

I want the bank robbers

isolated when they come out.

I just wanted to know

why they set up this whole mess

and why they let us out.

I wanted to check

the information.

How was I to know that

that bastard was going to f*** us.

I know I f***ed up.

But I did good too.

I had to read that situation,

and I did, I was on top of it.

My old man would be proud of me.

You want a prize, dumbass?

A medal? Congratulations?

You screwed up the information,

and everything.

- You're alive.

- I don't want to hear any more.

- What are you doing?

- Get outta here.

Want me to blow your head off?

You can't talk to anybody here.

You're all off your heads.

I don't want to hear any more.

Get the f*** outta here.

I hired this box when

I started planning all this,

to celebrate its success,

but seeing how things have gone...

F***, it's warm.

Sorry about what happened.

The Rosario thing.

Well, now we're even.

It was my fault.

I felt like it'd be

an opportunity for everyone,

but to be honest,

I made up that story

to get you all here

and I couldn't see the mountain

of sh*t waiting for us.

I didn't ask you either.

I believed your story

because I wanted to believe it.

I was glad you looked me up.

And I needed the money.

What about your cut of Rosario?

Did the blonde swipe it all?

B*tch.

She twisted me around

her little finger, the b*tch.

What about you?

Your cut?

They let me out,

I got my cut and came to Spain.

I like it here.

I wanted to retire,

live like a normal person for once.

What did I do?

I went into a bank.

The guy welcomes me and says

he's got a special product for me.

A big fish like me deserved...

...a "preferred" account.

You're shittin' me!

- It's not funny.

- It isn't.

It's not funny, Spaniard.

They cleaned me out.

After the Argentine collapse,

they do this to me?

Can you believe

I'm such a dumbass?

Don't laugh, f*** you.

Oh, f*** off...

No, please.

Stop, stop.

Don't get the wrong idea, eh?

I respect women,

for me women are

way up there:
women.

I've got a code.

All this is yours.

Take it.

Hide it in your panties,

or wherever.

You got some short pants on today.

But...

It belongs to some a**hole.

He had tons of this in his box.

And if he had all that,

then the f***er's got too much.

You know the saying:

"Whoever steals from a thief..."

Later you come to the bank,

and bam, pay off your mortgage.

Nobody can take away

what's yours.

Thank you.

At least you've got contacts.

They're friends of yours outside,

right?

You see how they helped me out.

Give me a minute, I'll call.

When we were in the can

nobody remembered me, but you...

Just tell him the truth.

The truth?

Yes, the truth.

Soriano conned everyone,

including us.

When the Russians took Berlin

at the end of World War II,

two soldiers entered the bunker

and found the ashes

of Hitler and Eva Braun's bones.

What are you talking about?

Are you wasted?

The soldiers were sent back to Moscow

and all their bones were broken.

They wanted to be sure

the soldiers didn't invent

the suicide story.

Then, just in case,

they sent them to Siberia.

They never believed

there were only ashes left.

Sometimes the truth's a b*tch.

I'm like those Russians,

the people outside will think...

...an accomplice at the bank

is hiding it for you.

It's the ace up your sleeve.

Anything's better

than saying there's nothing.

You're right, it makes sense.

What sense?

I kept my trap shut

about Soriano with the cops.

Why would they be suspicious of me?

Who wouldn't be suspicious of you?

F***ing hell.

Maybe that's the thing.

Getting sent to Siberia?

Keeping our traps shut.

Maybe it's time to start talking.

What are you going to do?

We want to talk to

someone in the government.

What's the point of

dragging this out?

It's no good jerking our chain.

No, but I might pull the rug out

from under you.

Apart from us there are

30 other people.

If in two hours some representative

of the government isn't here,

one who can negotiate in its name,

we won't kill or rape these people,

but we might scare them

with an enlightening chat

about what was in Mr. Soriano's box.

Very well.

If that's how you want it,

I'll send a message.

Do it.

I'll be right back.

- Hello?

- What's up, Fernando?

It's been ages! What is it?

- I'm downtown with the robbery thing.

- I see...

I think you might be interested

in what I have to say.

What, is it getting complicated?

The Secret Service are here,

to give you an idea.

Sh*t!

Remember the Soriano thing

a few years ago?

Yes, the dossiers.

Okay, it's about that.

The main thing now is that

someone in Valencia leaked it.

If this makes the TV,

it'll get tricky.

Listen to me.

I heard a conversation

and Soriano was mentioned.

They know the bank job

is connected, but that's all.

We'll talk later.

We need a strategy

to cover all the flanks.

There could be anything in that box.

Talk to everyone.

Find out what they know

or what they suspect.

This is already on the move.

I want a list of anyone

who might be involved in there.

If we screw up

and it hits the media,

I want everyone to have answers,

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