Money Heist (La casa de papel)

I need authorization. I don't see.

What have you done?

Tell me what happened to Monica

What the fuck have you done?

They're pointing at each other.

- Give me the green light. - They're going to execute them, sir.

You fucking assholes, tell me!

Get down!

- Get down now! - They're going to kill them.

Do it, then.

Condor 3, open fire.

Arturo!

SATURDAY 6:00 PM

Yes! Great work, Torres. Pure perfection.

Now we're changing the series.

As well as the lettering, got it?

Another country, ok? So get on it.

Come on, hurry up. Move it.

Get ahead of me. Come on quickly, let's go.

Filthy sons of bitches!

Come on, let's go. Quickly.

Easy.

Water.

Water, please. Water.

Arturo, wait.

Don't give him any more water.

Take your hand away.

Alright. Here we go.

Raquel.

We have breaking news to report.

We have just learned the identity of the man

who was shot and wounded by the police.

He is Arturo Román,

director of operations where the situatiuon has been unfolding.

Román was wounded by a police sniper

while he was on the roof with the attackers.

The incident occurred 32 hours after the standoff began.

32 HOURS INTO ROBBERY

I need to talk to my wife right away.

I have to see her. Please let me.

They say that when we stand at the threshold of Death

we can finally see our lives clearly.

As Arturo Román laid bleeding out on the table,

he waited for the clarity of death

to reveal to him who the true love of his life was.

What would the answer be?

Would it be Laura,

his loving and devoted wife of 14 years?

Or Mónica,

his secretary and lover, who made him feel like a young man again?

Sadly, the only certainty for Arturo

is that we'll either dig the bullet out,

or he'll die before finding the answer to his question

And frankly,

our minimal amount of medical training offers little hope for his survival.

Inferior vein,

both of the kidneys, the right one and the left one.

Mesenteric organ.

Then we have the lungs.

The right one and the left.

From the heart, we have the veins.

Subclavian, right and left.

Brachial.

Humeral.

Internal jugular.

And external jugular.

Red lines are main arteries.

Hold on a minute. Wait, wait.

You want us...

to learn basic surgery skills with some markers?

If someone gets shot, you don't go to the hospital.

You handle it yourselves.

- This is suicide. - Son, that's enough.

Being confined in that mouse trap is one thing.

- Getting killed is another. - Denver.

He's just teaching you how to remove a bullet.

you're not learning brain surgery.

- It's not that hard, really. - Yeah, no big deal.

You just gotta take the pliers, get the bullet and take it out.

Hey, if I end up taking a bullet...

please rush me to a hospital and a real doctor.

Yeah, and then to jail.

I'd rather be free without legs

than be in jail and healthy.

No one gets out.

We act as a single unit

and if anyone wants to walk away, then now is the moment.

You'll stay inside for as long as it takes.

So, we done?

I'm cold and shriveled up, like Helsinki's dick.

Our dick's bigger than you are.

That's enough everyone.

- Really. - Please.

- I bet it's tiny. - Get dressed.

Someone else now.

- Fuck you. - Pull it out.

Come on.

No?

- No, no, no... - Coward.

- At last. This is worth watching. - Do it, Nairobi.

- It's no big deal. - Look at this hottie!

What a sexy lady.

Very sexy.

- Your turn. - Oh!

Let's see what you've learned.

Well, this is the carotid artery...

"I realized that as we played doctor."

"There was much more to Nairobi than met the eye."

The heart is right here.

The aorta...

"Even though none of us knew each other..."

The abdominal...

"I would not have guessed that Nairobi had given birth."

"She had a scar along her belly."

"It was evidence of a C-section."

- Get out of there. - Okay, okay!

What the hell do you think you are doing, huh?

What's wrong?

- What were you looking for? - Why? What happened?

- Nothing. - No. You're a perv, that's what.

- Hey. Hey. - She tried to get between my legs.

I'll shove that marker up your ass, you bitch.

From what I saw, I'm pretty sure nobody would want what's down there.

"That's where our friendship began."

I have them on the phone.

What should I tell them, Raquel?

- Raquel! They're holding. - What?

They'll ask who gave the order to take the shot.

I gave the order.

Just say... the hostage was wounded.

Hang up the damn phone!

I asked for the green light.

He looked like one of them. I insisted.

Inspector, I'll share the responsibility for this.

Inspector, the ambulance is here.

I'm ready to talk with him now.

Now patching through the call to the kidnapper.

Can you explain to me how this happened?

We were forced to make a tough choice.

It looked like they were gonna start shooting

and we had no time to deliberate.

Silence, please!

Professor?

You shot a hostage.

He's in danger of dying. I suppose that's why you called.

We have an ambulance ready to go.

No one leaves here.

- That man is bleeding out. - From a bullet shot by one of yours.

You would let him die?

Let us at least send in a medical team.

Professor, I'm...

aware it's my fault.

It was my mistake, and mine alone.

But if one of the hostages dies,

things will go very badly for both of us.

The public will immediately think that he died

because neither of us gave enough of a damn to save the man's life.

Two surgeons and a nurse with surgical tools.

- Let me know when you're here. - Thank you.

Also, the man has a request.

He'd like to talk to his wife.

Of course. I...

Find Mr Román's wife.

How soon could a medical team get here?

If we fly them in from La Paz, 20 minutes or so.

- Get them. Now! - Alright.

Excuse me.

Can you drive?

Yes, yes.

I need to get out of here, now.

- Sure. - Thank you.

Raquel. Hey.

What's wrong?

I have to think.

Let's go.

Don't look at me like that. I'm not leaving you alone.

Where the hell is she?

God damn bitch has bolted!

There we go.

All right.

Answer the phone.

Hello, darling.

Are you coming home tonight?

I don't know, mom.

What's the matter?

Mum...

I made...

a huge mistake at work.

Well, it's not like you don't have a difficult job, darling.

Listen. Why don't you tell me what happened.

Things don't seem as bad as they are, if you talk about them.

I was um...

drinking wine with...

with...

Oh, you had a date.

Is he someone I know?

No, mom. Even I don't know who he is.

What happened was...

When I returned to the command post,

there was