La casa de papel (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Refrigerada inestabilidad - full transcript

THE FACTS AND SCENARIOS
REPRESENTED IN THIS SERIES
ARE FICTITIOUS

Denver.

Denver, is it you?

I ordered you to kill her on Friday.

And today is Sunday.

Resurrection Sunday!

Praise the Lord.

Sorry, I'll let you finish in peace.

SUNDAY
4:00 PM

It won't be me who disturbs your privacy.

I'll confess to you, Denver.

When I saw her lying on the floor,
dead,

something didn't feel right.

Sometimes I rush into things.

This temper of mine.

However, it's clear
that this situation is still uncomfortable

and we'll have to do something about it,
but, what?

On one side of the scales,
Denver, there are the bad things.

You disobeyed me.

I asked you to kill her,

because that woman
had compromised the plan.

Our plan. And you spared her.
And let's not talk about the button,

that, due to your ineptitude,
has put my face on TV news,

airports, police stations...

And now, for sure, you have definitely
spoiled any chance of a future for me.

And on the other side
of the scales, is...

the fact that the woman is alive.

And I wonder: what side
of the scales do you think weighs more?

Don't be a motherfucker, Berlin,
this isn't a Tarantino film, eh?

Put the gun down.

Put the gun down.

Nairobi, you put the gun down.

-What?
-You put your gun down.

Let's work this out, put the gun down.

Put the gun down.

Whose head are you going
to blow now, eh, freak?

Let's all calm down and put the guns down.

Berlin, Denver, everyone, you, too.

Tell your cousin, come on.

I'm tired of your orders
and your fucking speeches.

Shall I tell you which side of the scales
weighs more? Shall I tell you?

Wait, Denver, calm down.

I'll tell you, don't move.

-Careful.
-No, listen to me.

You know what weighs more?

Life, surely, Denver.

Yes, it does. So this time, gentlemen,

let's put the guns down,

because there are certain occasions...

when life is a miracle

that's worth celebrating.

What are you doing?

-For fuck's sake, is she alive?
-She's alive, Tokyo.

Look at her, Denver.

Like those flowers that grow
in the cracked pavement.

That's it.

-That's it, yes.
-That's it.

That's it.

Berlin, I'm sorry to interrupt you,
but you have to come up,

the Professor is on the phone.

-"Are you there?"
-Where were you?

"Let's say on a sort of..."

spiritual trip.

And I have returned as a new man.

I'm glad.

Because there's something important
you need to know.

I put the button

"of your jacket in the Seat Ibiza.

You killed a hostage,
you stepped over the red line,

so this is your punishment."

It hurts to hear that, it hurts terribly.

And, honestly, I believe
it's a very unfair measure.

You see, I want you
to listen to something.

What's your name?

My name is Mónica Gaztambide.

-"And how are you?
-Fine."

-And you're alive.
-I'm alive.

And she's very pretty. Thank you.

"Do you understand now
why I think you are unfair?

You've punished me for something
that hasn't happened."

I admire your cynicism.

"But, as I understand it, if that woman
is still alive, it's not thanks to you."

Unfortunately there's no turning back.

"The good news
for everyone is that thanks"

to that happy outcome
we can proceed to the Valencia plan.

Gentlemen, the Valencia plan is in action.

Now.

Fire!

What's that?

Gun fire from an M-16.

Several guns firing all at once.

Turn up the reception,
There's people screaming.

And... scream! Louder!
With pain! With passion!

Louder!

I spoke to the scientific lab
and ballistics.

I sent out the recordings
and they say they have

-at least three M-16s.
-How many bullets?

150 approximately, five or six magazines.

It's a massacre.

It's not an execution, it's an affray.
Put me through the Fábrica.

"What the fuck is happening in there,
what have you done?"

-Aren't you going to say good evening?
-"Good evening?

After you leaked our conversations
to the media,

after you left me in a really bad position
with public opinion

and after hearing
that shooting inside there.

-What sort of insane person are you?"
-Inspector, the truth is...

I don't recognise you.
You're an intelligent woman.

We have carried out this negotiation
with mutual respect,

both professionally and personally.

I'd dare to say that even
with some affection from my side.

So I'll hang the phone up
and we'll start again.

"What the...?"

Phone.

Good evening, Professor.

Good evening.

"You see... I was here..."

thinking about things and...

all of the sudden it crossed my mind:

what kind of music will this man

"listen to when he has a shower
in the morning?"

Well, it'll sound strange to you, but...

what gives the most energy...

is a Greek Syrtaki dance.

"I don't know,
it puts me in a good mood."

It's strange, isn't it?
Are you of Greek ancestry?

No, no, the truth is I'm not.

But I don't know,
I love the films Anthony Quinn is in.

"It's lively music, actually."

Not as much as the shots
we heard inside there.

"No, of course not."

Could you tell me what exactly that was?

Sure, I would be delighted to.
You see, we have been testing

some guns we thought that had got wet,

but they work just fine.
Thank you for asking.

You're welcome.
It's a very plausible explanation,

but there's another possibility.

"That things went wrong and you had"

to open fire and shoot the hostages.

Yes, that would be another possibility.

I guess it's up to you
to be more or less optimistic.

So you won't mind If I ask you something.

"Inspector...,"

I'm truly sorry,

-but I'm a terrible dancer.
-Excuse me?

"The Syrtaki... If you're asking
me to dance with you,

I'm very sorry, but it won't be possible."

"No, it's not that."

Look.

I want a proof of life of each hostage,

"recorded today,"

in front of a television set broadcasting
live. And it's not negotiable.

I wouldn't dare haggle
over something so delicate, inspector.

You have an hour to send them over.

-"Hello."
-Prepare the proofs of life.

There's no butler to wash your hands here.

You're the only who's been released,
and we're staying here.

-Hey.
-She's getting cocky.

Who do you think you are?
Daddy isn't here.

-Look at us in the eyes.
-Look at us in the eyes.

I'm sure that tit stuff
gained you a lot of fans.

-Eh.
-Don't move, eh.

-Don't give me that defiant look.
-We're here because of you.

Isn't it enough for you
to screw over 8 people?

-You don't stand a chance here.
-Enjoy this.

-Don't touch me!
-Relax, will you?

-Cut it out!
-Hey!

That's what you learn in private schools,
all against one?

How brave of you. All of you
as a pack attacking the poor girl.

You are the bravest one,
aren't you, athletic boy?

The one who has the biggest balls, true?

Let's make sure.

They are like quail's eggs, like quail's eggs.

How does a quail sound?
Let's see, how does a quail sound?

I don't know much about birds.

Then how does a hen sound?

Louder.

Louder.

Very good.

Helsinki, take these brats away
and this one first.

Come on, blondie, move along.
Come on, you too. Move.

Wait, wait, wait.

Are you okay?

Could you give me another one?

No, darling, this is not an outlet store.

Take it off and start rubbing.

I might as well take the opportunity, too.

It's been over 50 hours,
going upstairs, downstairs,

printing money...

And I'm starting to need a shower.

Do you know what your problem is?

Your problem is that you don't know
how much potential you have, do you?

You must have done really badly
to be the loser in your class.

But you can still be the prom queen.

It's not that difficult,
it's like in those American movies

where the loser takes off her glasses

and all of the sudden...
boom, she is a bombshell.

No, I don't wear glasses.

Yes, darling,
I know you don't wear glasses.

But there must be something
you can do, isn't there?

Dancing.

Well, brilliant. And what kind of dance,
what can you dance?

Classical and contemporary ballet.

I see.

Something else.
Some other stuff you can do.

Hunting.

Hunting?

With guns?

Good, wow. Jeez, and you look so innocent.

That's more frightening,
because what you have to do

is make those suckers
see what you are capable of.

Show them you're not scared.

Look.

You have to patiently wait
for the right moment.

Then you pretend you have it
in your sights...

and do something that says:

"My name is Alison Parker
and I'm the fucking boss."

You say it, repeat it. Look at yourself
and repeat it, say it, say it.

Say it, go ahead.

My name is Alison Parker
and I'm the fucking boss.

No, say it properly; mean it.
Believe it, look into your eyes.

Look at yourself, the super female
you are. Repeat it.

My name's Alison Parker
and I'm the fucking boss.

Who are you?

-The fucking boss.
-Who are you?

-The fucking boss!
-Who are you?

-The fucking boss!
-Who are you?

-The fucking boss!
-Boom!

Has anything been sent in?

Excuse me, I need to make
a private phone call.

Can you turn down the audio?
And don't record it, will you?

-Hello?
-Hello, Salva, it's Raquel.

Hello.

Sorry, is...

Is it a bad time?

No, no, don't be ridiculous.
I was just doing a...

work-out on the mobile bench.

-Mobile bench?
-"Well, yes, it's"

a machine I use to... well, to work out.

Well, I'll make it quick,
I just wanted to ask you

if you've chosen the place
to have dinner this evening.

Honestly, I haven't yet. You see,

every time I read an online review
of a restaurant

I'm feeling more like meeting up
at the usual place, at the Hanoi.

That sounds good to me.

"And we'll leave experiments
for some another day."

Say at 9:00 PM, is that okay for you?

9:00 PM sounds very good.

Good.

Raquel.

"I have some more relevant information
on Retroxil."

Listen up everyone,
I need you to leave the tent

"again, it'll take only five minutes."

Don't you think
you're being a tiny bit paranoid?

Do I have to remind you
that there's a mole?

It doesn't have to be a police officer.
A lot of people come in and out of here.

"I don't know, the paramedics,
the municipal police...."

Even that friend of yours
from the café was in here.

Okay. What have you got?

As I told you, Retroxil is a medicine

used to treat Parkinson disease,
some experiments are being carried out

for some muscles dystrophies,
such as Helmers' Myopathy.

It's administered intravenously.

As it's made to order,

they know exactly where all patients live.

And I guess all the pharmacies
will always place the same order

for the same sick people,

-"won't they?
-Correct.

But there has been
an unusual demand in Toledo."

These last five months, have a look,
the distributor issued

enough medicine to treat 40 sick people.

And there aren't 40 sick people in Toledo.

-No, there are three
in the whole of Castilla-La Mancha.

Where are those pharmacies?

All of them are in...

around Illescas, about 35 kilometres away.

"Where was the last purchase?"

Look, here, in Palomeque, on 18th October.

Just three days before
they went inside the Fábrica.

Yes. Ten packages of the medicine
were purchased.

Get a warrant from judge Andrade

"and go to that pharmacy, alone.

I want you to get hold of all lists"

of purchases. And, I don't know,
see if you can find something.

-Please, don't talk to anyone about this.
-Sure, I won't.

By the way, Raquel.

Listen.

I don't you want to think that,
because of what I said to you yesterday,

Mari Carmen and I are not in a good place.

In fact, this very morning...
well, we made love.

"Yes."

-It's wonderful, isn't it?
-Yes, yes, yes.

You can all come in now.

Arturito, I have a nice surprise for you.

You see, I want you to know that I...

I respect all lifestyles.

I even have a brother who is homosexual,
he lives in Sitges and...

Well, he still hasn't talked
about it openly

but the whole family thinks he is.

He does Pilates and...

Actually, that's a door
I would rather not open.

To be honest.

What door you speak? Not understand.

This is nice surprise
I'm telling you about.

About door we speak another day.

Helsinki, leave the two of them alone,
they need to talk.

I thought they had killed you.

I swear, I knew I would see you again.

And that's what gave me the strength

even during those moments
I was fighting for my life

you were there, you never went away.

I love your neck.

Your hair drives me crazy.

This has never happened to me.

I promise you that I'll get you
out of here, my love.

They're coming in, aren't they?

Play the one of the girl.

"My name is Ariadna Cascales and I'm fine,

physically and mentally.

We have been treated well
by the kidnappers

and I have no complaints."

That's today's news report
next to the hostage.

-"A kiss for my family."
-What's the problem then?

The IC people have analysed
the video recording.

It seems they have used
an editing programme.

Are you telling me
that in 40 minutes they had enough time

to use special effects?

We think they have overlaid

the footage of the news report
onto old footage.

The quality of the recording
is not good enough

to accept as valid proof of life.

They have lowered the quality to 240
and it's been done on purpose.

It's a bad symptom.

The shooting in the Fábrica
is hitting the headlines

from every TV news report in this country.
The media demands at least a press release.

And the President's Office
wants us to go in.

-I need more time.
-And I need a facelift,

but they want us to go in now.

Give me a couple of hours.

If in two hours I haven't obtained
those proofs of life, then we'll go in.

Agreed.

"Manipulating those proofs
wasn't an intelligent move.

I would rather say it was..."

-stupid.
-"Please, Inspector,"

we can't minimise our relationship

to these blunt messages
and to insults without a...

'How are you, how was your day?'

You go straight to the point,
don't tell me you're like that."

Look here, quite frankly
I have no time for nonsense.

"Well, 15 seconds more,
will not change our lives.

Tell me."

Let's say you meet someone

and you sleep with him,

"are you one of those who gets up
in the middle of the night and..."

leaves not even remembering his name?
Do those things fulfil you?

As a matter of fact I'd love to do that.

"Yes, but I've been programmed to do"

other things first, such us, I don't know,
chat, laugh, talk about my life,

have a coffee, go for a walk,
go to the cinema, go dancing...

"Without that order of things...

honestly, I don't see myself
sleeping with someone."

-Call me old fashioned, if you want.
-"No."

No, no.

In fact I share the same priorities,
but I would add one:

going to a karaoke.

"Call me weird, but..."

I can't help it, I like it, I love it.
But, I don't want to waste your time.

-Tell me.
-"It's very simple."

Those proofs of life are of no value,
so we have no option but to go in.

"And we can either come in
to peacefully observe

or we can free those people"

with gas and the whole artillery.

"Hold on a second,
let's see if I have fully understood."

-You're asking me to let you come in.
-"You choose:"

either I send in the tanks

or you and I have a coffee

and you show me
that all the hostages are alive.

I would be delighted to invite you in.

I don't know if we'll get to the karaoke
thing, but I can't refuse.

-Raquel, I won't let you go in there.
-I give the orders here, not you.

-Fine.
-Ángel.

Sorry.

Right now, there's more work
out there than in here.

Also, you're the only person I can trust.

Well, gentlemen, ladies.

We're going in.

Lift your arms.

Go ahead.

Your legs.

Where is the Professor?

He asked me to excuse him,
but, due to discretionary reasons,

he can't be present.

Bear in mind that his face
is not hitting the headlines,

as ours are.

She has no guns.

Rio, it's your turn, do the honours.

You'll excuse us, but...

"we have to be conscientious."

Raquel.

It's said that the Police are not dumb,
but sometimes they look like it.

Did you really think

-you'd sneak in a microphone?
-And did you think that my people

wouldn't make sure I was safe?

Tokyo, frisk the Inspector again,

but this time, do it with a little more
enthusiasm, as you know how.

You've left me amazed,
the cops using cutting-edge technology,

a perianal microphone.

Get rid of this.

Have you finished?

Come with me, if you'd be so kind.

"At that moment Rio froze.

Thunderbolt, as his mum
used to call him as a child,

when he spent
the summer afternoons running.

She used to say he'd be
an Olympic champion,

but he swapped sports for video consoles

and plans in the open air
for risking ending up in prison."

Judge Andrade,

it's Detective Rubio here,

from the robbery with hostages in
the Fábrica Nacional de Moneda y Timbre.

I'm calling you because we need

a search and seize warrant
for a pharmacy in Toledo.

Yes.

Yes, we're following a lead
on one of the robbers.

Okay.

Okay. We have the feeling

that someone is passing them
information from outside

and I would ask you
for your absolute discretion, please.

Okay. Okay, alright, much appreciated.

Bye, bye.

Raquel is not here.

No, in fact, I just came
to have something to drink.

"This way, the siege laid by the police

onto the gang of robbers who last Friday,

-broke into the Fábrica Nacional..."
-Excuse me,

how's that matter of the robbery going?
Because...

I heard that there was some shooting
and it seems that it'll go on

for a little longer.

-No, no, it's about to end.
-Ah, really?

-Yes.
-Then I'm glad it is,

I'm very happy because...

My goodness, I can imagine
how awful it must be

for those poor people,
the hostages, I mean.

Let alone, for you.

-Do you work close to here?
-Yes, just round the corner.

As Raquel told me you were unemployed....

The thing is two months ago, I lost my job
and now I'm trying to run

-my own business.
-I see.

-Well, a small business, it's...
-An entrepreneur.

Yes.

And what kind of business?

Cider.

-No way.
-Organic cider.

-My mother was from Oviedo.
-Really?

Yes, yes, yes.

I make it myself
in a workshop I have over there.

Instead of nursing my mother's
breast milk, I nursed cider.

Yes, my grandfather
owned a field of apple trees,

a small field.
And, so, I started working on it.

-And the workshop is near here?
-Yes, very near.

-I would love to taste it.
-Sure, done.

-One day I'll bring you a bottle.
-Thank you.

The Professor told me
that he has ordered a coffee.

It's decaf.

We don't want you lose any sleep.

Let's start with the proofs of life.

Go ahead!

For appetisers, we have here Arturo Roman,

CEO of the Fábrica de Moneda y Timbre.

Is it your intention to make me see
all the hostages one by one?

Correct, so you don't lose track of them.

Arturo...

This lady is Raquel Murillo,

the Inspector who ordered you to be shot.

But don't be frightened,
she has been thoroughly frisked

and she's disarmed.
Please, treat him delicately.

Arturo is actually a very sensitive man

and he's been a little traumatised.

How are you, Arturo?

I've seen better days.

I wanted to say sorry...

on behalf of the Police
and myself, of course.

It was a terrible mistake
and I hope you get better soon.

Right.

-The next one can come in.
-No, don't be impatient, please.

Not after we allow you the courtesy
to let you talk with all of them.

I'm sorry, but I can't be here
the whole day.

It's a pity, I was just starting
to raise my expectations.

I've got a pair of scissors.

Sorry?

I took them out of fear,
but having them puts me in danger.

What are you talking about?

What are you doing?
Hide them, you'll get us in real trouble.

I don't want them.

-I'll drop them right here.
-Put them away.

-I don't want them.
-Please.

-Give them to me, give them to me.
-Arturito.

Move along with me.

What were those shots?

Please.

They'll kill us all.

One after the other.

"One after the other,
that's how all the hostages spoke

to the Inspector."

Would you say
that you've been treated well?

I can't complain.

"The way children queue up to talk
with Santa at a shopping centre."

-Have you been able to sleep?
-I've been able to rest.

She reminds me of my aunt.

Although my aunt's dead.

Did you finish your coffee?

This next one I quite like,
he's extremely quiet.

Don't you dare say anything
about the gunshot, right?

-Mónica?
-Yes.

Are you all right?

Well, I'm a bit dizzy.

Because I'm pregnant.

Sorry for asking, but was it you
who asked for an abortion pill?

Yes.

It was me, yes,
but I've changed my mind.

I don't know whether I'll get out of here.

If I do, I don't know if I'd be fit
to look after this baby,

but I'd like to continue
with the pregnancy.

You will.

No matter how tough things get,
children always turn out OK.

The problem comes
when they grow up.

If I know about something, Inspector,
it's about women and children,

so the mum-to-be shouldn't worry,
she'll be well looked-after.

Next one, please.

Mónica, are you all right?

Were you also taken
to talk with the Inspector?

-What did she ask?
-If I was fine,

if I was getting enough rest.
They asked me

-not to say anything about the wound.
-They want proof of life.

-Luckily, we're all well.
-No, not luckily, no,

quite the opposite,
if the proof of life failed,

they'll realise
that something isn't going well.

They won't have any other choice
but to come in.

Listen to me, Alison.

Only you can get us out,
you have to disappear

while the proof of life is taking place.

-There's a hidden safety box.
-No.

You only have to get into it
and lock it from inside.

-There's a sequence of numbers.
-But I can't do that.

You are their safe conduct, if you don't
show up at the proof of life,

they'll have no choice
but to come in for you.

You have to do it, it's very easy.

-29175232, can you do it?
-29137...

-29175.
-2917...

-5.
-29175372.

-29175232.
-29137...

-29175...
-Arturo, leave her alone.

Leave her, can't you see
we don't stand a chance?

-I've been shot, you...
-Everything will be fine, mark my words.

I've got hold of a pair of scissors.
Listen up.

If they attack you,

-use them to attack back.
-What are you saying?

-Take them with you.
-I don't want them.

I've been told your wound opened up.

I tried not to limp
so they wouldn't notice

and one of the stitches came out.

Is it okay if I have a look?

Okay.

Does she have to get undressed?

How do you expect him to help me
if I don't?

Can you see those doubloons there?

They were found
inside a Spanish sailor's stomach.

Mummified.

Apparently, the captain found out
that he was stealing

part of the cargo
they were carrying from the Indies.

He made him swallow all the coins
he had skimmed, one by one,

until he drowned.

Can you imagine us
applying the same punishment?

We would end up like a six-door
built-in wardrobe, wouldn't we?

You're very funny, Inspector.

I didn't come here to tell jokes,
Fonollosa.

I still need to see four police officers,

eleven members of security
and three adolescents,

one of which is Alison Parker.

Please, you have to release the pressure,
do not be impatient.

Dessert is always kept for the end.

Right, but the dessert is taking very long

and I'm worried
I'll get indigestion.

I want to see Parker now.

She's getting ready.

You know what adolescents are like,
they always like to look their best.

I think deep down
it's due to that insecurity

that certain women have
throughout their whole lives.

What's wrong with the dogs?

Helsinki is taking them out of their cage.

Stand up.

Cheer up, your boss has come to see you.
Come on, stand up.

"In that silence,
Inspector Murillo could hear

the machines working at full capacity
making banknotes

and she realised we had deceived her,

that the shooting had been a sham

and that going in to the museum
had only contributed

to giving us two more hours
during which she had been off-guard.

And we had made 16 more million euros.

The Professor was right,
in this heist, time was precious."

In our first lesson I told you
that, somehow,

it won't be stealing.

We won't be stealing anything
that belongs to other people, will we?

Right.

I lied to you.

Because there is something
that we'll be stealing,

we'll be stealing the Police's time.

We'll put some cheese in the trap,

they'll take the bait
and we'll lead them to a dead end.

And they won't be able to focus
on their main goal,

which is to get us all out of there.
And when we have their time

and their attention,

we only have to prolong it.

Stretch it, as if it were chewing-gum,

meanwhile the machines
are working relentlessly.

They're no fools,

at some point they'll realise
that all this is a game,

that it's nothing but a manoeuvre
to distract their attention

to keep printing money.

Even then, they won't be able
to do anything,

because it's their duty to resolve a robbery
with hostages by avoiding any casualties.

"It looked easy.

Perhaps with another inspector in charge.

But Raquel was a woman in a man's world,

a single parent in the middle of divorce,

a woman who had coped
with her husband's abuse.

And there, in front of Berlin,
she felt comfortable,

like a teacher
in front of her rebellious pupils.

And she wasn't going to stand idly by
while he was playing her for a fool."

I've applied skin closure strips,
so you don't need to be stitched up again.

That's better.

Oh, are you a surgeon now?

You did at least wash your hands,
didn't you?

Of course, Arturito, so they could punch you
while smelling of "Eau de fuck your mother."

I'm getting dizzy,
if I could go back to where I was before,

-to have a rest and...
-Yes.

Listen up, Alison, this is not negotiable.

I need you to do it,
I need you to do it for all of us.

Do you want everyone
to beat the shit out of you,

-your class-mates?
-What do you know?

What do I know?
I've seen how they laugh at you,

how they whisper behind your back,
I've seen them.

I've seen how they treat you,
like a fucking loser.

And you can change it all,
today, now. It's in your hands.

You have the possibility
to change your fate,

but you have to stick to my plan, okay?

Would you say that you are
in generally good health, then?

Yes, you could say that.

Helsinki, please,
take him to his chambers.

Very well, I've seen all the hostages
except Alison Parker.

I believe it's her turn now, isn't it?

What will happen otherwise?

Will you arrest us?

Hey, please, ladies, quiet down.

It's a bit early to be
getting the mud and bikinis out.

Look, since I have been in here,
I've only heard you say stupid things.

I expected something more profound
from a man who has only...

What, seven months to live?

What is she talking about?

-What the fuck is going on?
-He suffers from Helmers' Myopathy.

A very aggressive degenerative disease,

with a life expectancy of 14 to 25 months.

His muscles may have
already started to weaken,

which manifests as spasms,
trembling of his hands....

Haven't you noticed that it's becoming
more and more difficult to hold your gun?

I've put my foot in it.

I though there were no secrets
between you, that you were friends.

I want to see Alison Parker. Now.

Can I go to the toilet for a moment?
Please, it's quite urgent.

Quickly.

"Condor three, any movement?

-Main entrance clear.
-Okay."

Mr Berlin.

Can I speak to you?

I wanted to tell you
that I'm feeling much better.

I'm less nervous and would like to go
downstairs with the other hostages.

Are you treated well here? Any complaints?

No, I'm well, I'm very well.

That's... why I think I could
help with some of the tasks

-you're assigning to people.
-Tell me, Ariadna,

-what could help with?
-Anything, whatever.

Cooking, tunnelling...

I believe you're building a tunnel or....

Can you come a bit closer?

To break stone with those hands
would be a crime.

Besides, we already have people
for that task.

We also have people to print,

to move the coils... As a matter of fact
we have people for everything.

Last night you took Silvia away
and we heard gunshots.

I can't stand it any longer,
please, I need to get out.

All of us.

Anguish, stress, anxiety....

Me, for instance,
right now, I know for sure

that I won't be getting out of here alive.

I, at your age, also thought
I could conquer the world,

that I wasn't going to look back
in my bloody life

and that... I'd never regret anything.

But one day you come

to a sudden stop.

Yes. And it's better
that you come to a sudden stop

because you've been fired from work
or that your flat has been foreclosed.

And not because the SWAT team are shooting.

The problem is that in my case I came
to a sudden stop because of a gunshot.

To be more precise, one I saw
with my own eyes go into my boyfriend's heart.

Go out there

and tell everyone

that I don't feel a thing.

And that they can come in to get me,

shooting.

"Units on alert for intervention, sir."

-Why the hell is she taking so long?
-"Awaiting instructions."

When Mussolini was being defeated
in World War II

and a huge black cloud
stopped him from being able to think,

he realised that the only thing
that could boost his stamina was sex.

He had a prostitute living
in a room next to his office.

He would pop in from time to time

so she would make him feel happy again.

I can help you solve your problems.

Do you think I could be
with a woman who would come to me

against her own will,

if I could feel her disdain, is that it?

I truly want to.

Try me out.

Try me out, Mr Berlin.

I don't even know
if I wish to be with you.

Why should I take a liking to you?

Why don't you dance a little
so I can see you?

Dance.

"For Ariadna, to have sex
with the head kidnapper

was the most certain way to save her life.

But what she didn't know was
that she wasn't in danger yet.

It was as desperate as innocent Alison's
attempt to escape,

where she had the fucking balls
to try to run away from Nairobi.

Perhaps that's what desperation gives,
balls.

And the determination to hold on
to life like two vicious bitches."

Motherfucker! Alison!

Alison!

Alison!

-Hello, Salva. How are you doing?
-Fine.

You see, I was
in the neighbourhood, and...

Anyway, I saw you going in
and I said: "Is that Salva?"

And yes, it's you.

Do you mind if I come in?

-Now?
-Yes, please.

Sure, come in. Come in.

What a nice place you have here.

Sorry for bothering you,

but I'm looking forward to tasting
that cider that you promised me.

Of course, mate, right away.

Thank you. Cheers.

I told you I was an amateur,
not a professional...

No, not bad, not bad at all.
To be fair, a little bitter.

One thing.

How are things with Raquel?

-You're seeing each other, aren't you?
-Well, let's see,

seeing each other, as such,
not really, we are...

I mean... We've talked sometimes
and now we're going on a date,

-that's true, but...
-Sure.

And we have some affinities,
especially on my side.

I regard Raquel as a woman
with a lot of charisma.

But in fact, we hardly know each other.

If you're going to give her this brew,
you'd better improve it.

If you give her three glasses of that,
she'll have an upset stomach.

That wouldn't be an ideal date, would it?

Sure, sure.
Thank you very much for the advice.

It must be because you left
the apples to dry there.

-Really?
-Yes.

That spot is very damp, right?

Silene, without that microphone
they don't know whether I'm okay or not.

SWAT units 2 and 3 on alert.

-Nine minutes.
-In position.

-Perhaps, you should have a heater?
-Well, they may rot.

You should find other spot.

Look.

I have to leave to avoid a massacre
with or without proofs of life,

do you understand?

Sit down.

Four minutes.

Am I fucking making myself clear or not?
Sit down.

Alison, Alison, Alison.

There are 10,000 square metres here.
Who knows where the hell she is?

Excuse me.

Hello?

I'm going to phone the Professor,
keep looking for her.

Is it ready? Good.
Has the judge signed it?

Okay, that's perfect.
I'm on my way there. Thank you.

You'll have to excuse me,
it's the call of duty.

What a shame.

-Don't you want to take a bottle with you?
-No, thanks.

I don't bother with that, anyway,
who uses a land line telephone?

Yes.

Second floor, office 17,
inside the safety box.

-Stupid kid.
-No!

-Alison, are you okay?
-Yes, yes.

We have no time, if there's anything
to pass on, give it to me.

Weren't you in a hurry? Hurry up then.
Rio, with me.

How are you, Pilar? Did you find anything?

-Yes, there was a fingerprint.
-And?

And there's no match with any fingerprint
from the police officers

-that drive it.
-What do you mean there's no match?

-Did you run it through the database?
-Yes, I did,

no matches, this fingerprint
is not in any database

-in Spain.
-I see.

Do me a favour.

Compare it against the fingerprints
on this coffee spoon, okay?

When you have the results, call me,
it doesn't matter what time it is.

-Done.
-Thank you.

-Where does the coffee spoon come from?
-Alberto.

Have you obtained the kidnapper's cutlery?

No, it comes from somewhere else,
just a hunch to be discarded.

You know that we can't analyse anything

that has no seal
and no registration of the origin.

I'm asking you to do me a special favour.

Damn, you keep your cards
close to your chest, Ángelito.

We know more about the robbery
from TV than from you.

Don't worry, when we have the results,

-we'll phone you, okay?
-Thank you.

How's Raquel?

Is she moving on?

Yes, she's moving on, slowly.

Dear colleagues, after long consideration

I wanted to say sorry for not...

being completely honest with you.
The Inspector was right.

I have a degenerative disease.

Quite tough.

And I'm living on borrowed time, but...

it isn't my intention to make you feel sad

let alone that you feel sorry for me.

After all, it's a disease

that one in 100,000 people suffer.

And that makes me a very special person.

What I want is to ask
you to celebrate with me. Rio.

We'll all die.

Cheers to that.

Because we're alive.

And because the plan is going smoothly.

To life.

And to the plan.

"Aníbal Cortés is
the weakest link in the chain.

That microphone would never
be undetected in any frisk.

That's why I asked the Science Unit

to place a message inside."

And how do we know
the boy has seen the video?

"Hello, son.
We've hired a very good lawyer

and he's got you a collaboration deal
with the authorities. Here."

Aníbal Cortés turning himself in
would mean that our plan is working.

"We've also spoken to the police
and they say that if you turn yourself in

and agree to collaborate
in the investigation,

the judge will give a reduced sentence.

You'll be in prison less than a year.

We're doing everything we can from here

so you can be okay
when you get out of there,

because you shouldn't be there.
Think about it, please, Thunderbolt.

Think it over, you can back out, darling.

Thunderbolt, it's not too late."

-Tell me, What's wrong?
-"Are you coming home for dinner?"

No, I don't think I'll make it for dinner,
I have something to do in a pharmacy.

-"I'll wait for you, I don't mind."
-No, darling, it's not in Madrid,

it's in Toledo, in a town, in Palomeque.

I'll phone you later.

Help, please, we have just been robbed.

Stay calm, I'm the police.

He only wanted the lists
of purchases without prescriptions,

the accounts, the inventory
and the purchases book, too.

"And, just like in chess,

there are times that, in order to win,
you need to sacrifice one of your pieces.

In this case, one of the most valuable,

our Trojan horse.

The Professor had placed Ángel
in a hairy situation

when going to that pharmacy,

a situation that would
send him down to hell."

Raquel, listen up, there was a guy
that arrived at the pharmacy before me.

No, I don't know
how it could have happened,

only you and I knew about it.

"And that's how it happened.

With a heavy heart, when old good Ángelito

snooped around the hangar,
the Professor decided to sacrifice him."

IN THE NEXT EPISODE

When will we start addressing each other
less formally?

When you look at me under the table.

-Soil!

Could you vouch for your deputy inspector?

You'd better hide away,
because if I see you,

I put a bullet in your temple.

Do you know how we say back home
"two men make love"?

We say "comb inside".

- "I am Aníbal Cortés".

What do you want?

Tell us the professor's name.

I think it's
time to have a friendly chat

Alison Parker.

67 people's lives are in your hands.

-Suárez, put handcuffs on him
and take him away!

-This is insane, handcuff me!

'What is the hold-up?
Take him away!"