2 DAYS AFTER THE HEIST
Leonardo Notarbartolo.
Jewelry dealer. A lifetime in the industry.
A few years ago, he started his business.
Things go well and he opens an office at the Diamond Center.
What else do we know?
We have the information from Interpol in Italy.
They never heard of him. No criminal record.
Only a series of parking tickets. That's the only crime we know of.
What's that? A new form of black humor?
A receipt isn't enough. We need more.
I want you to grill the whole WDC, from the CEO to those who make coffee.
Someone helped him.
Leave no stone unturned. I want to know who that bastard is.
And how he managed to fool everyone.
We all have a dream we want to fulfill.
Some dream of reaching unexplored lands.
Others dream of bringing a whole nation to tears.
There are some, like me,
who have always dreamt of going down in history in a rather unconventional way.
Yes, because I was born a thief,
and I cultivated my ability day after day
until I discovered that everything has a price.
Where did you get this?
-What should I do? -Do you really want to tell the truth?
-Lying is wrong. -It's a skill you need to learn.
You have no choice.
It's money I won playing rock paper scissors
at school.
That's when I started telling lies.
Even to the people I loved.
I had no choice.
547 DAYS BEFORE THE HEIST
I did try to change.
I tried to stop, but...
-There, on the right. -What?
I'll have to get the whole side redone.
I'll dock it from your wages.
Sir, please. It's a tiny bump, barely visible.
Let this be a lesson.
A bump today could be a typhoon tomorrow.
Yeah, a tsunami.
You're incredibly strict, sir.
I'm not strict. It's a lesson.
TURIN - MILAN ITALY
FRANCE
LUXEMBOURG GERMANY
BRUSSELS BELGIUM
ANTWERP
Antwerp, the Mecca of diamonds.
Two-thirds of the world's diamonds are traded here.
The day I created my first jewel,
I knew I would end up here.
Every man needs a goal in life.
The World Diamond Center.
That's what a billion dollars in diamonds looks like.
A fortress.
They could take down their security systems,
and still no thief would dare to go close.
We haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Levi.
I hope we'll have time
to have a glass of vodka.
I hope so too, Sergei. I hope so.
You wait here.
500 safety deposit boxes...
There must be at least a billion dollars in here.
Here are our precious stones.
Thank you, Mr. Levi.
GHIGO ALARMS
The 20,000 euros were to pay our suppliers!
What were you thinking?
-We had an emergency. -What was it?
The house is just as you left it.
EMANUELA FIRST WIFE
But it's too painful for me to live here.
Either you come home, or I'll make changes.
Yeah, you know what? Let's renovate.
Hello, darling. The mechanic says the engine's blown.
IRINA SECOND WIFE
-We need a new car. -Of course we do.
Honey, the apartment next door was just vacated.
MONICA THIRD WIFE
I was thinking how alone my mom is in Pinerolo.
-And the doorman says it's a steal. -If he says so...
Listen, emergencies don't give notice, they just happen.
Otherwise they're not emergencies!
There's a client outside. He's representing a foreign company.
-It seems important. -What are you waiting for? Let him in!
It will all work out.
Go to hell.
I'd like to affix an alarm to my wife's ass. Would that be possible?
Hello, chump.
-What are you doing here? -Nothing much.
-How are you? Things seem bleak. -They're not.
On the contrary.
Never been better.
There's some turbulence in the market, but that's normal.
Is it?
All right, I'm in trouble, but...
-What do you want? -What do I want?
Do I look like someone who abandons his friends?
What do you mean?
Listen.
-I've got an idea for a job. -Please...
Listen.
A phenomenal job.
-Incredibly good. -Stop.
I don't want to hear it. We said we were done.
Want to end up like Vito?
I still have nightmares about that last job. I wake up screaming.
Fuck!
No, Leo. When I say no, I mean no!
-We never should have quit. -Right.
When you fall off your bicycle, you need to get back on,
otherwise you let fear win.
Listen, I have three wives and five kids to look after.
I don't have a father-in-law who'll let me stay rent-free.
Besides,
even if I agreed, which, remember, I don't,
I'd like to remind you
that with Vito behind bars, the gang's gone. It's just me and you.
-Not if we look to his family. -Excuse me?
Little Sandra is even better than her dad.
What are you saying?
Besides, we bear some responsibility towards her, you know.
We must take her to the next level.
ANTONIO & SONS SARONNO - PARMA - 1800
Your safety deposit box.
Here are the keys.
Vito?
Still in prison.
20,000, as agreed.
There she is.
Look who it is.
If you need a caregiver, return to the hospice.
That's not very nice.
We were worried about you...
Listen.
Know anything about this?
Why?
Because you need to do better.
Give your uncle a kiss.
What about me?
Let us in, come on.
HARDWARE STORE
The Diamond Center?
Holy shit. You're insane.
Let's get one thing straight. This is his idea. I'm still thinking about it.
Trust me, Sandra. It can be done. Look.
There's even a very useful precedent.
Read this.
This guy, Simon Van De Velde,
got this close to pulling it off.
He disguised himself as various clients and scoped the place out for months.
And in the end he was face-to-face with the vault's armored door.
The man was a genius. He did a fantastic job.
Yeah, so fantastic he got caught.
They caught him because his partners weren't up to the task.
-But I have you guys. -So?
You guys are pros.
We can do this.
It's a long job. Understand? I'm busy. I can't just dip out for a year.
I'll lay the groundwork the first few months.
You can join me when you're ready.
Calmly. I'll be your inside man.
My father's already "inside." I don't want to go the same way.
Sandra, listen. What happened to Vito
was an accident. Must I say it again? It could have been any of us.
I'm not blaming you, Leo.
But I'm saying last time you took a leap, it ended badly. Isn't that enough?
Look, I won't insist.
If it were up to me, you wouldn't be a thief. But I respect your choice.
It just pisses me off to see you exploited by petty criminals.
-That's why we're here. Understand? -That's right.
If you're going to risk jail, do it for something
actually worthwhile. Something exceptional.
At 27 years old, you should be aiming high, flying high.
At 50 years old, you should keep your feet on the ground.
Come on, Sandra's right. It's crazy.
They'll never let you even get close to the Diamond Center.
You'll get yourself arrested for sure.
Have you looked at us?
I'll prove to you that it can be done. You'll see.
2 DAYS AFTER THE HEIST
Am I interrupting?
Why are you here, Simon?
Pull it up for a second.
Tampering with an ankle monitor and evading punishment.
The judge won't be happy.
What do you want?
You must really want that King's medal to come all this way.
Do you know him?
I don't see why I should help you.
Because I can throw you back in prison for the stunt you pulled here.
And maybe I'll charge you for the robbery at the WDC.
It wouldn't be the first time.
Imagine. The press would love it.
Good old Van De Velde strikes again.
Never heard of him. No.
I'm retired now, thanks to you. Maybe when this is over, so will you.
I know you're still respected in that environment.
Find out what they say about Notarbartolo.
And also about the robbery. Keep me informed.
And I'll keep you out of prison.
TURIN
Leonardo Notarbartolo was nabbed
thanks to a receipt in his name for the purchase of burglary tools
discovered in a bag with the materials. The Italian jeweler's arrest
marks a turning point in the investigation.
According to sources inside the Diamond Squad,
Notarbartolo intended to return to Turin.
-He's currently under pressure... -Can we talk?
Authorities are not ruling out any possibilities.
Of course, overnight, the city of Antwerp has...
What if it's true?
-Have you considered that? -How can you think that?
How can you think Leo was involved? How?
Because he's a fool. He could have fallen in with a bad crowd.
You never liked him. Admit it.
Have you thought about me?
Do you know what this means for me?
A general of the carabinieri with a thief for a son-in-law is shameful.
This isn't about you! Don't you have friends who could help him?
-Can't you do something? -Darn thief! You're under arrest!
-Enough, children. -Stop that! Come here. Quit it!
This is no time for games. What are you wearing?
-It's just Cops and Robbers. I'm Grandpa. -I'm Dad.
Grandpa and Dad? What are you saying? We're a respectable family.
There are no robbers under this roof. Your father is not a thief, understood?
That's actually mine.
I'm so sorry. The kid was just playing.
Go to your rooms, come on.
500 DAYS BEFORE THE HEIST
-Are you there? -Yeah.
Ta-da!
-What's this? -It's our jewelry store, Anna.
-Have you gone crazy? -I've already come up with a name!
Want to hear it?
"Je rêve d'Anna."
I dream of Anna!
What are you saying? A jewelry store? I'm an insurer!
-Enough, Anna. Not anymore! -Enough?
Yes, enough.
Look.
There you go. This will be our brand.
Picture it in gold, studded with diamonds.
Here, and in London, Paris, New York!
But, first of all, Antwerp, the diamond capital of the world!
Because that is where we will establish ourselves!
With what money?
I've put some money aside, Anna. And on top of that... Then...
There's your dad, no?
He won't give you a dime.
No, not to me.
But he will give it to you. Anna, listen.
You're the inspiration behind the best things in my life.
Our marriage, the kids.
And now, this project. You inspired it.
Do you understand?
This project will help us rediscover the joy of life that we deserve, Anna.
Okay? Yeah?
-Yes. -Yes.
Yes, my love. Yes.
Well, it's a big step. A risky one.
I know, Dad. But...
Leo has become very close with Mr. Levi,
who has given him lots of advice on jewelry.
And we'd like to become financially independent.
It's about time we had a house of our own. It's important.
Yes, General, let me assure you.
I will pay back every last cent. Cross my heart.
Whatever the cost.
What do you say?
All right, if it makes you happy.
-Dad! -Really?
Thank you.
-May I? -Leonardo, please.
-Please, Leonardo. -Thank you.
-Don't make me regret this. -No, of course not.
-What do you think? -So, you're starting your own business.
Well, let's just say...
Thank God I secured the funding. So...
-You'll leave a safe job for the unknown. -For the unknown...
Antwerp is not the unknown. You taught me Antwerp is Mecca.
Yes. The Mecca for people with diamonds.
It's not easy to get an office at the World Diamond Center.
You need revenue, customers, history.
Reliability. More importantly, remember this...
The Diamond Center isn't just any place.
It's a closed circle. An elite. You only get in if you're one of them.
Exactly my point.
If you could offer a bit of help in getting in...
Are you asking me to help a competitor?
A competitor? I'm a small fish.
-Sir, I am an ant compared to you. -Ants can be very irksome.
Well...
I was also thinking that if you help me,
I might, rightfully, in return,
waive my severance package.
Being a diamond-dealer isn't a job. It's a calling.
For us Jews, the diamond is Earth's most precious resource. A gift from God.
You need experience.
You need wisdom, chokhmah in Hebrew.
And above all, an elective affinity with the stone
in order to be admitted into the circle of initiates.
And in that circle, only one thing matters, Leo. Trust.
Do you think you can earn it?
We'll see. Let's start with the technical side.
These are the four C's:
The four properties of diamond theory.
These determine which stones will end up on the tip of a drill to pierce a mountain
or around the neck of some Hollywood star.
You try.
Shit!
Wait. No.
You're like someone eating Japanese food for the first time.
Loose wrist, gentle grip.
Elegant movements. You're not leaving until you learn to do it right.
But technique isn't everything.
We diamond-dealers are a suspicious lot.
The secret to winning our trust is but one thing...
-Well? What do you think? -Nice. Very good.
Terrible.
Always show yourself as less than who you are.
This one will do.
-This is at least three and a half carats. -"At least?"
-It's three and a half carats. -Not good enough.
Four and a half carats. Color: E. Purity: flawless.
-18,000? -Are these random figures?
-One carat. -What?
Antwerp, World Diamond Center. Let's move on, or we'll be here all night.
You paid three times the value of those stones. They're yellow.
Always check the lighting.
-Why didn't you stop me then? -So you'll be more careful next time.
A bad deal is simply unforgivable.
God damn it!
2.25 carats. Color: D. Purity: flawless. 64,000 dollars.
-Wonderful. Very good. -Am I ready?
You're ready.
Judith Dewitt,
director of the World Diamond Center.
Everything goes past her. Your fate is in her hands.
Now it's her trust you must earn.
2 DAYS AFTER THE HEIST
400 DAYS BEFORE THE HEIST
What am I supposed to do? Show up with a weak balance sheet?
-Do I tell her I just started out? -I don't care.
Come on! I already paid the deposit. I've fixed up the store, talked to banks.
Falsify my statements. What does it cost you?
My reputation! I'm a hacker, not a con man.
I don't deal in fake statements and offshore companies. I do good.
I fight dictators, exploiters, corporations.
I have a work ethic! Bad on one side, good on the other. You know this!
You still don't understand that hitting the Diamond Center means hitting bad guys!
The corporations, all those people... Dictators!
Assholes who let people starve. The elite.
Do you understand? Look, if you do this,
WikiLeaks and the Panama Papers will look like a ripple.
You see now why I came to you, Albi?
It's because you only remember we're brothers when you need something.
-No, you can't say that. -I can, because it's true.
Who cleaned up your record so the General wouldn't find you out?
Who covered your ass with Mom all those years, even on her deathbed?
What did you ever do for me?
You gave me a car for my 18th birthday. Sorry, it slipped my mind.
You know why I forgot? Because it was a stolen car!
Now you're here asking me to risk a 20-year sentence. Please, just go.
If I could pull off this genius master plan...
I could finally be happy.
And you would have a much better person for a brother.
Albi.
You're the only one I trust. You can't abandon me now.
So which one are you?
King or peasant?
I would say I'm a peasant who has decided to see the world.
And to leave behind peace, beauty, his wonderful country.
-You're familiar with Italy? -I studied there.
I could have stayed, but I made the same choice you did...
Do you regret it?
A woman in my position can't have regrets.
Well, should you ever miss Italy...
You know who to come to.
Excuse me.
LEONARDO NOTARBARTOLO - JEWELER ADAMAS - VALUABLE JEWELRY
Well done.
Mr. Levi! I couldn't have done it without you.
I want ten percent.
-What? -Ten percent.
Ten percent of what? Our sales?
Of the loot, idiot.
Your performance is over.
You know what the best thing about trust is, Leonardo?
It's a circle. And like with every circle, trust goes both ways.
When someone asks to be admitted into the diamond-dealing community,
the first thing we Jews do is put their photo up in the synagogue.
From there, it spreads to synagogues all over the world. Nail after nail.
That way, if the person is undeserving of our trust,
we find out right away.
And a dear friend of mine told me that you're a thief.
But if there's business to be had... I know how to look the other way.
Ten percent of the loot.
That's the price you have to pay. Otherwise, I'll turn you in.
Well? Do we have a deal?
Okay, come on, ten percent is too much. I can give you five percent at most.
And why not 15%?
All right, fine. Ten percent works. Deal.
My phone. Thief.
Come on. It was a... Here. So, we're good?
See you around.
It hadn't been cheap, but at last I was one of them.
Now I could start focusing on the second phase of the plan.
The Trojan horse. And the horse was me!
I walked the Diamond Center for months,
looking for a way to outplay it before it outplayed me.
SEISMIC SENSOR CENTRAL CORRIDOR
THE STANDARD
INFRARED SENSOR NORTH CORRIDOR
MOTION SENSOR EAST CORRIDOR
SERVICE DOOR
SERVICE BASEMENTS
GARAGE ENTRANCE
Yes. Herniated disc.
The job is feasible. We can get it done.
I walked around the Diamond Center for months.
I scanned every last inch.
Alarm systems, security doors, the vault.
At this point, I know the color of the security staff's underwear.
See? It's all in here, look.
So then. Are you in or will you let your fears consume you until you die?
I have to say you've left us speechless.
-Right, Sandra? I didn't have faith. -Yeah, this is great and all.
But it's just theory.
She's right. In practice, there's no plan.
No, there is a plan.
The plan exists, and, if I may, it's quite ingenious.
-And what would that be? -"What would that be" my ass.
-What? -If you want to hear it, come to Antwerp.
Enough is enough. You have to decide if you're in or out.
Are we in, Sandra?
Let's talk shares. What's our cut going to be?
Equal shares, like we used to do with your dad.
We're a family, Sandra. Come on.
You can give your dad a nice pension when he gets out.
I'm probably going to spend the rest of my life in jail, but I'm happy.
You might as well take me to a psychiatrist at this point, right?
3 DAYS AFTER THE HEIST
I chose them.
I trained them.
I brought them into the Diamond Center's vault.
I got them into the hall of fame of history's greatest thieves.
I'm not saying I expected them to give me flowers.
But not that damned receipt either,
served up to the cops on a silver platter.
There are only two options...
Either someone
has fucked up big time...
or they did it on purpose to keep all the diamonds.
No leads yet. No link between Notarbartolo and the employees.
Maybe... Judith Dewitt.
-What is it about her? -It's just a gut feeling, but...
It's like she's hiding something.
Inspector, I assume you know the difference between a fact and a feeling.
If you can convince the judge
that Notarbartolo is guilty and needs to stay longer in prison,
and that maybe Judith Dewitt is involved, based on a feeling,
then please go ahead and take my place.
Anything else?
Deniz Kemal.
She worked as a cleaning lady at the WDC, but she quit after Notarbartolo's arrest.
She's currently untraceable.
Listen, you should have started by telling me that.
Did anyone ever explain to you what an investigative lead is?
Go and find her! Now!
Can we stop this?
IN THE NEXT EPISODE
Nicholas, if you send me a sign to let me know if I am screwing up or not.
I found a tiny crack in its security system.
-There must be something you can do. -Your husband is being detained.
In light of this, communication is forbidden.
What happened with that receipt? How did it end up in that bag?