[suspenseful music playing]
[panting]
[tense music playing]
[sounds distort]
[panting echoes]
["We'll Be Alright" by Amy Stroup playing]
[Keila gasps]
[Keila] I wonder what it'd be like to kiss you.
I can feel the fever burning.
I can't breathe.
♪ Choirs of stars... ♪
[Keila sniffs] But when I smell your hair, I forget everything.
How do I tell you I'm dying,
but I'd prefer to stay here forever and feel your warmth?
I know I'm just hallucinating.
The poison making me delirious, but what if it is love?
I think that's it.
I've fallen in love with you, Bruce.
♪ Hey, courage, be... ♪
[Keila] And I don't know your real name.
- [Bruce panting] - [Keila] It's so ridiculous.
My throat is so swollen, I'm suffocating.
But the only thing on my mind is that I've never told you the truth.
I love you.
And every time I've ever made love, it was through a screen
in a virtual world.
[echoing] Drink. Drink cold water.
♪ We fall... ♪
[Keila] You were right, it's not real.
I can't smell.
I can't touch. I can't feel goosebumps like I do now.
How to tell you I may be the last virgin in the Western world,
but that I want my first time to be with you?
I need you to save me so that I can tell you all this,
and we can roll together in the mud until the sun sets.
[music building]
♪ We'll all be, we'll all be We'll all be alright ♪
- [Keila] I hope you save me. - ["We'll All Be Alright" fades]
["Bullets and Flowers" playing]
MONEY HEIST BERLIN
♪ True love and flowers ♪
♪ Bullets instead ♪
♪ Breaking through my chest ♪
♪ Would you ever cry for me? ♪
♪ There is no other way ♪
♪ There is nothing I can say ♪
♪ Gonna pray for all I did ♪
♪ I will beg down on my knees ♪
♪ Never knew to draw the line ♪
♪ Too many troubles on my mind ♪
♪ No regret that I can give ♪
♪ But someday, I will forgive ♪
♪ Myself ♪
[theme song fades]
Have you found anything?
So far, all the prints we found belong to the staff.
[tense music playing]
Just a minute.
So, they walked in and stole 44 million in jewels
and disappeared without a trace?
Sometimes we Spaniards are just amazing!
You're forgetting that the mastermind behind it is French.
[sighs, quietly] Yeah.
Even when it comes to crime, you French are still so chauvinistic.
Have you ever heard about the old cow strategy?
- The old cow? - Yeah, the old cow.
- Maybe you use a different term in France. - I've never heard of it before.
When the farmers around the Orinoco
need to bring their herd across a river filled with piranhas,
they take the oldest cow to cross further downstream.
And while the piranhas are busy devouring her,
the farmers cross with the rest of the herd,
and they go upstream on the river.
How fascinating.
In France, we call it diversionary tactics.
In any case, it's clear we're the piranhas.
The herd is the gang.
So who's the old cow, then?
The two young Spaniards.
[chuckles]
Obviously, they are trying to mislead us.
It makes no sense at all to break into this place,
with one of the most sophisticated security systems in Paris,
and then leave the vault and head to a nightclub,
steal a car, and end the evening drag racing with some lowlife punks.
These kids and the necklace from the stolen car,
that's the diversion.
You've forgotten one important detail.
The old cow is about disposing of the least valuable member of the herd.
And yet, that necklace is worth four million.
The third most valuable jewel of the heist, so you're wrong.
Nope.
It wasn't used as a diversion.
My dear Spanish friends pulled a magnificent job with undeniable panache.
And then high on success and adrenaline,
they went out to celebrate, racing cars through the night.
We Spanish just can't resist a good party.
So what's your theory?
The old cow is Polignac. He should be released.
- [tense music building] - [buzzer sounds]
[music fades]
[buzzer sounds]
How are you feeling darling?
I'm okay. I have a cell all to myself.
It's like being at the hotel.
[gentle music playing]
[Polignac sighs]
Simón is with me because we have something important to tell you.
He's offered us money to pay for the lawyer.
[sighs] I can't accept it.
Think about it for a moment, okay?
Our bank accounts have been frozen.
We need a good lawyer.
This is already humiliating enough,
and now you're asking me to accept his money?
[Camille sighs]
Camille, may I speak to him?
Thanks.
Hi, François.
Listen, I understand your reluctance.
Just so that we're clear, I'm not doing this... to humiliate you.
And I'm sure you've guessed that I'm no philanthropist.
This is for her.
You wife's devastated because she believes that you're innocent.
Right now, we're two men united in our love for the same woman.
If she believes that you're innocent, then so do I.
[chuckles softly]
Wouldn't you do the same?
[Camille sighs]
I will accept your offer, but under one condition.
The money is a loan.
Perfect. [chuckles]
That's it. That's the spirit. Now, don't go making any friends
or start decorating your cell because in four days, you're out.
[Berlin and Camille laugh]
Thanks, both of you. My life is in your hands.
[calming music playing]
We are in this together.
This is our prison too.
And like a rowing crew in a regatta,
the three of us will pull through together.
Yes, that's it. A rowing crew.
- [sighs] - [Polignac] All for one, and one for all.
["The Barber of Seville (Overture)" playing]
[both moaning softly]
[energetic overture continues]
[both moaning]
[music fades]
[Bruce panting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[music building]
Hey! Stop the fucking truck!
[horn blares]
- Hey! - [brakes screech]
[police car brakes squeal]
[tense music playing]
[tense music dissipates]
[truck brakes hiss]
[music fades]
- Hi. - [Damián] Hi.
- Wanna come in? - No. I don't wanna bother you.
I just wanted to return your jug.
[sighs] That good? [chuckles]
It must've taken a while to get that last lemon.
[Damián chuckles]
- It's been in there for months. - No, no.
- No time at all. - [woman chuckles]
- Half an hour. - [chuckles]
Do you know why I brought you that last night?
When I saw you arrive yesterday with your kids, digging holes,
pulling those ropes, hammering those stakes,
covered in sweat with your lumberjack shirt,
I said to myself,
"Finally, I have found the TT man."
TT man?
What do you mean? Like the Audi TT? Or...
No.
TT, testosterone and tenderness.
A man both masculine and sensitive.
- The hardest one to find. - Yeah.
And then, I saw you crying, and I thought maybe you needed to talk to someone.
But you declined, so I thought I'd bring you the jug.
And when you said you were a widower, I decided to give you your space.
[Damián sighs]
Then you lied to me, you old fox. You lied.
I overheard you talking with your wife.
I was brushing my teeth.
I had the impression you were talking about me.
And my limoncello.
Mea culpa, I wish the ground would open up and swallow me now.
I don't know what to say.
Actually, in my defense, uh,
with all the limoncello and my rather sudden divorce...
I had a moment of madness.
You were also sensitive. And gracious.
- [chuckles softly] - I just have one question.
Did your ex-wife give you a green light... or not?
[tense music playing]
Um, by any chance, are you hitting on me?
Well, I have to admit that I also felt a powerful chemistry between us.
Well then, I better get going, I suppose.
You won't have to come knocking at my door twice.
- See you later. - [laughs]
Have a nice day.
[upbeat, funky music playing]
[music fades]
[sighs]
["She Got the Devil" by Danny Farrant playing]
TT Man.
♪ Well, there's a girl Just at the end of my street ♪
♪ She's so polite to everybody she meets ♪
♪ You think she's also very wholesome And sweet... ♪
- [music ends] - I let myself in.
[energetic rock music continues]
[moans]
[bowl shatters]
[both panting]
♪ Deep down in her soul ♪
♪ She got the devil... ♪
Oh! I look like a cheerleader!
[both laugh]
- [song ends] - [siren wailing]
[officer] En route with a 36-year-old woman,
snake bite to her leg, signs of anaphylactic shock.
ETA in six minutes.
[Keila breathing weakly]
[Keila] Police sirens.
- Highway patrol. - [radio beeps]
[Keila] Snakes.
Robbers.
Tins packed with jewels.
I finally decide to lose my virginity, and things get way too complicated.
That's what I'm thinking about, my love.
[tense music playing]
[music fades]
[chuckles] You must've fished in a past life.
Only sharks.
[both laugh]
What about you?
Do you have any old love stories funnier than mine?
Well, in fact, it's a very short list.
There was one that hit me hard.
Even kissing her was almost impossible.
What, was she a nun?
[both laugh]
Let me guess. You met her in kindergarten.
Close.
We met in the courtyard of juvenile detention.
She was in the girls' wing, and I was in the boys'.
So how'd you get together?
[chuckles] We joined the choir.
We'd be in the back row, and we'd drop the music and slip away.
[chuckles softly]
We'd find a place to hide and make out like crazy.
While everyone else sang ''Adeste Fideles.''
And getting caught was all part of the fun.
I guess you have a thing for forbidden fruit.
Maybe a little.
Well, to be completely honest, I'd have joined the choir.
[gentle music playing]
[gentle music building]
Ah.
[music fades]
[tense music playing]
I thought they were brother and sister.
[music fades]
Sorry. [sighs]
[fishing reel clicks]
[tense music building]
This is the best lead we have.
And what about these?
The police sketch? Between you and me, this is garbage.
It's a vague recollection and abstract. Mm?
They described it to some random artist who works at the station.
Let's be serious.
Those guys draw whatever they fucking please
and then have the balls to give it to me! [taps desk]
All we have is this goat here.
And let's hope the punk with the tattoo has a record.
- [line ringing] - [Sierra] Hello?
I need to speak with the Criminal Investigation Unit in Spain.
Immediately.
Oh!
Do you know what it means? The horned goat?
Evil. Satanic.
There's a famous Goya painting.
- Do you know it? - [chuckles]
I don't seem to remember that one.
Of course.
I mean, you guys... You have the Louvre.
But we have the Prado.
[both chuckle]
There's no denying, the Mona Lisa is mysterious, but Las Meninas?
[scoffs] So much cuter.
To each his own, huh?
- [chuckles] - Do you have tattoos?
- Ah... - [hushes]
Don't say anything. I don't wanna know.
[woman on phone] Hello?
Deputy Inspector Sierra, Europol Spain. Who's this?
[energetic music plays]
Alicia Sierra!
Long time, no hear.
What? You need some help on one of your cases?
[exclaims] Murillo!
No, not at all.
I was wondering if you had anything sexy to wear?
[laughs]
You see, I'm working on a girls' night out in Paris.
That sounds like a good plan.
I'm with this French girl who wants me to show her a good time.
Alicia's Angels. Crimebusters. Interrogating till the break of dawn.
What have you got?
A heist. Forty-four million in jewels.
- Spanish crew. - When?
Yesterday.
- I'll get the next flight. - Yippee. We'll send a car.
- [call disconnects] - We're gonna have such a good time.
- [doorbell rings] - [gasps] Jesus! It's Susi.
She has an audition today, and I promised to take care of her son.
[doorbell rings]
[Susi] How do you always get so dirty?
Hey, sweetie. Any news from François?
No, no. Nothing yet.
Are you all right? I can leave Pablo at the club.
The audition's just for two hours.
Uh... no, no, that's not it.
Do you remember the Spanish guy from the club?
Well, you see... we're together.
- He's not here, is he? - Yes.
[upbeat music playing]
[in French] I am love.
[in English] What about François?
[sighs] We went to see him in jail. We talked.
And... he accepts it.
[sighs] You can't imagine.
The three of us, with our hands pressed on the prison glass.
It was very emotional. [sighs]
You're right. I can't imagine it.
You don't find it weird?
I mean, that guy visiting François?
No, no. I invited him.
- Oh. - Simón has lent us money for a lawyer.
The best one in Paris.
He gave me 200,000 in cash.
Wow.
- How generous. - Isn't it?
But, sweetie, how did all this happen?
And so quickly.
Well, no, not quickly. I mean, at the same time.
I don't know.
It's been a tsunami.
A tsunami. Sure.
[siren wails]
[brakes screech]
We're at the hospital.
The young woman is still unconscious, so we're standing by.
[man] Okay, gently now.
- Let's go! - [dispatch] Understood. 10-4.
[tense music playing]
[sounds echo]
[tense music swells]
We're good.
[Bruce] Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh...
Nice and easy, okay?
Into the car. Go slowly.
Psst!
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
At the moment, considering the amount of evidence against him,
in my opinion, the best strategy for your husband
is to plead guilty.
[gasps] Why should he plead guilty when he's innocent?
If he acknowledges his involvement in the heist,
I can negotiate a reduced sentence.
Claude, right?
Yes.
Let's try to be positive.
Camille believes François is innocent, and I do as well.
And who are you, sir?
I'm her lover, but that's irrelevant.
What's important is that we are all here to help.
And I am also here to help, monsieur.
That is why I'm informing you of the current situation.
[Camille] If you're here to help,
then study the case and get my husband out of jail.
Please, monsieur.
[Claude sighs]
All right, then. Shall we begin?
Where were you on the night in question?
I spent the night at the Château Rêve d'Or.
Were you with your husband?
No, I was with him.
And when was the last time you spoke with your husband
before the robbery?
That same day.
- And the nature of your conversation? - [tense music pulsing]
He called me. He was upset. He had learned about our affair.
Do you think your husband's behavior may have been affected by this discovery?
Do you think the psychological stress impacted his decision-making?
And is it possible he carried out this heist
in a desperate attempt to escape from you and your lover?
The jewels that were stolen belonged to some of the most important
and most powerful families in Europe.
There are 44 of Europe's finest law firms
working at this moment to ensure Monsieur Polignac is found guilty.
They are all working against him.
Basically, their objective is to make sure Viénot's insurance
pays out 100% of the value of the stolen jewels.
And when that happens,
would you prefer that your husband be incarcerated for ten years
or for 20?
Madame Polignac, I strongly suggest that you adopt my strategy.
Plead guilty to all charges.
[tense music subsides]
Excuse me. I need a glass of water.
[Camille cries]
[tense music rises]
- [music fades] - [sighs]
[Berlin] Claude.
My grandmother's best friend was a Claude. [chuckles]
Do you mind if I speak frankly?
[tense music building]
Read my lips carefully, Claude, because I want you to remember everything.
You are going to go home, and you're going to study the case.
Tomorrow you will call Camille and tell her you have found a way
to get her husband released.
Because if you don't, some night I'm gonna break into your home,
and I will use chloroform to put you to sleep.
Then I will put a funnel in your mouth,
and pour hydrochloric acid down your throat.
Seconds later, your tongue will begin to melt,
and your teeth will dissolve.
You will no longer savor the taste of French wine and cheese.
And of course, you will never ever practice law again.
So, may I walk you to the door?
- Yes. - Good.
[sound effects playing on game console]
- ["Be my Baby" by The Ronettes playing] - [bottles rattle]
♪ The night we met I knew I needed you so ♪
[speaking inaudibly]
♪ And if I had the chance I'd never let you go ♪
♪ So won't you say you love me? ♪
♪ I'll make you so proud of me ♪
♪ We'll make 'em turn their heads Every place we go ♪
♪ So won't you please ♪
♪ Be my, be my baby ♪
♪ Be my little baby? ♪
♪ My one and only baby ♪
- ♪ Say you'll be my darlin' ♪ - ♪ Be my, be my baby ♪
♪ Be my baby now ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ♪
[on radio] ♪ I'll make you happy, baby... ♪
- [banging on door] - [tense music playing]
[in French] Anyone here?
[gasps]
[tense music continues]
[music fades]
[tender music playing]
[woman moans softly]
[gently] Thank you. You don't know how important you've been to me.
[woman chuckles softly]
[retching]
- [Berlin] Camille? - [Camille] Close the door. Leave.
Please, leave.
- [sobs softly] - Listen to me.
Lawyers always wanna play it safe.
You'll see, by this time tomorrow,
he'll have come up with some sort of solution.
I said leave.
[doorbell rings]
[officer] Madame Polignac?
We've come to return your husband's documents and personal items.
The court has already made copies of the necessary elements.
CONFIDENTIAL DOCUMENTATION
[crying softly]
[sniffles]
The investigation has started.
And I can't even be an alibi for my husband...
because I was sharing a bed with you.
And was planning to leave him when he was arrested.
Have you any idea how that makes me feel?
It makes me feel...
absolutely despicable.
And now everything has been spoiled.
[sobs]
That magnificent love story we shared just moments ago...
is corrupted.
It's been transformed into a vile conversation
between lawyers about adultery and money.
And I feel nothing but shame.
Are you asking that we break up?
Yes. Please, Simón. I need you to leave this house now.
Right now.
[sobs]
Auntie Camille, why are you crying?
[Camille] Don't worry sweetheart. Everything's fine.
Um... Okay, time to go do something.
I'll take Pablo out for a walk.
If you're taking him for a walk as an excuse to come back here...
I'm warning you, I won't change my mind.
[tense music playing]
- What are you lookin' at? Huh? - What are you doing?
Your girlfriend's inside. There's no way you can get away.
And if you leave her here, we'll track you down.
Think about it.
[officer] Put the safety on and drop the gun.
You have a lot to lose, and you're making things worse.
So monsieur thinks I'm making things worse?
I just shot three people back in Nevers.
You hadn't heard? You don't watch the news?
Huh? So tell me now, what's worse?
Put on some music. I said, put on some music!
[N-Trance's "Stayin' Alive '95" playing]
I love this song.
[singing along] ♪ Get raw With the fever on the dance floor ♪
♪ Now, who got the fever for the flavor? ♪
♪ Who can dig the way that I flex On a track I'm causin' rampage ♪
♪ Ricky Rick on point With the 9-5 style from my lips ♪
♪ They'll be rollin' the mad joints So put your hands in the air ♪
♪ 'Cause there's a party over here So grab yourself a beer ♪
[whispers]
No more talking!
Both of you, start singin'.
You're the fuckin' Bee Gees, all right? C'mon, sing!
[nervously] ♪ Ah, ah Stayin' alive, stayin' alive ♪
[together] ♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪
- ♪ Staying alive ♪ - [yelps]
[laughs wildly]
Magnificent.
[woman] I need a bronchodilator, stat. Quickly.
[man] Right away.
- [woman] Pulse? - [woman 2] 138.
Administer 500 milligrams of adrenaline.
[woman 2] On it.
[man] Don't fall asleep.
[echoing] Stay awake.
[tense music playing]
[music fades]
Do you wanna stay? No? Let's go.
[indistinct chatter]
A Negroni for me, please. And a Shirley Temple for the boy.
Thank you.
I need to pee.
[breathing shakily]
[door opens]
Where have you been?
At the lake. Fishing.
Did something happen?
- No. - The police were here.
- The guys from the checkpoint. - [under breath] Fuck.
Damián, I have to tell you something.
After the robbery, we took one of the jewels,
and we forgot it in a stolen car.
I called Berlin in Paris, but he didn't seem that worried about it.
Berlin is still in Paris?
When was that?
Yesterday.
[Damián sighs]
I don't think he's gonna leave.
He's obsessed with her.
[phone beeps]
[line ringing]
- [Berlin] Yes? - Where are you right now?
At a cocktail bar in Paris.
- [quietly] Can you do it by yourself? - Yes, sir.
One second.
Okay, this way. Take my hand.
- [Damián] Andrés? - [Berlin] Over there.
- No. - No? Where?
Oh, you prefer to sit? Okay.
Who are you talking to?
Well, I took Camille's friend's kid for a walk.
Are you nuts?
Why aren't you in Madrid?
Because I've been too busy ruining everything.
I've lost Camille.
I'm the big loser in this story.
[sighs] Damián...
Since I met her, I've tried everything.
I've played all my cards.
I bet it all.
I've behaved like a perfect gentleman.
But I've also acted like a scoundrel.
And I've lost.
Because of me, the woman I love is no longer happy.
Hers was an indomitable spirit.
And I broke it.
There's no turning back.
Why are you talking about Camille?
All the police in Europe are out searching for you,
and you've stayed at the scene of the crime.
I'm talking to you about love, and you ask about the police?
What is the world coming to, Damián?
I understand. That's okay.
Go to the hotel lobby and stay there.
- I'll come get you. - Perfect. I'll be here.
[call disconnects]
[whimsical music playing]
[crunches]
Listen, Roi. I'm going to get Berlin.
You and Cameron wipe down all the prints in the RV.
Activate Plan Suricate.
[tense music playing]
Our situation may have become critical.
[engine revving]
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[sirens wailing]
[music fades]
- Raquel Murillo. - Alicia.
Deputy Inspector of Criminal Investigations
and the naughtiest girl in the whole academy.
Inspector Lavelle, our colleague from the Organized Crime Unit.
Enchantée.
Bienvenida.
[Murillo] The bad news is that we have no one in our files
with a horn tattoo on his knuckles.
Are you sure they're Spanish?
- Maybe they're Latino. - No, no.
We have positive ID from six witnesses.
The two bouncers, the carjacked couple, and the drag racers.
Those bastards are Spanish.
Have you released the artist's sketch and the picture of the tattoo?
We don't wanna give this crew any clues about how the investigation's progressing.
And tell me, whose idea was that?
Yours, or those aristocrats?
- I see you learn quickly. - Huh.
So they don't want anyone to know that times are tough
and that they have to sell off some of the family jewels.
We have to release those sketches.
It's easier if everyone in France is looking for these guys
and not just the three of us.
Public participation is really effective in these kind of cases.
Okay. For the moment, I'll have them release the sketches
to police units across the entire country.
And if that doesn't work, we'll leak them to the press.
I wanna know more about this case.
I'll need it all. Files, photos, forensics.
Everything you've got.
Of course. Everything has been prepared.
Look at you go! Menstruating nitroglycerin.
- I'm just getting started. - [chuckles]
[in French] Anything new?
Look familiar?
Fuck...
Do you know these two?
- [doorbell rings] - [door opens]
- Hey, so how was the audition? - [grunts] Awful.
All I could think of was you.
[Camille sighs]
How are you?
Bad. Terrible.
The lawyer says it's virtually impossible to get François out of jail.
I can't stop thinking about who would wanna do this to him.
What kinds of enemies could he possibly have?
He's just a regular guy.
Well...
In the movies, it's usually the lover.
[gasps softly]
Where's Simón?
It's over.
And my son?
He took him for a walk.
[gasps] What?
- [doorbell rings] - [gasps]
- [Pablo] Mommy! - Hey! Oh, Pablo! Are you okay?
Let's go to the kitchen.
Get you something. [sighs]
[somber music playing]
[sniffles]
I hope someday you'll understand.
What's there to understand?
I would've loved to see this through to the very end.
[somber music swells]
[music fades]
The key to his suite.
- [steam cleaner hisses] - [tense music playing]
[music ends abruptly]
[piano playing in distance]
[sighs]
Hey.
- How you doin'? - I'm good.
- I'm a free man once more. - [chuckles]
Can I get you anything?
I suppose we don't have much time?
We have all the time in the world.
- [tense music playing] - [breathing shakily]
All right. Time to check how my friend's doing, okay?
Call it in and see how she is.
This is Highway Patrol inquiring as to the status of patient
with a snake bite. Copy.
[man on radio] Patient is stable. She should be out in about five minutes.
- Copy. - [Bruce] Five minutes and the show begins.
And now, nice and slow. Handcuffs. Come on.
Three men, uniform, and handcuffs.
This is gonna be fun! [chuckles]
- [laughs] - [Berlin] Yeah.
There's something, um, I've been meaning to say.
You know, I'm really sorry for everything.
- No, no, no. - No, listen.
Listen to me.
Damián, I want to apologize for all that nonsense I said
when we were in the vault together, and...
No, don't apologize. You were right.
And you know what else?
The perfect love story can happen in one day.
Huh? Real, tangible love.
Twenty-four-karat love. And with a stranger.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
[both laugh]
- [Damián] Yeah! - But when?
Today. It happened today.
It happened today. Yeah.
[both laugh]
Cheers.
[Damián] Hmm!
And I finally understood what you said to me.
Which is...?
That you cannot refuse a single moment of love just because it'll end.
- No, no, no. - Yes, you were right!
I absolutely disagree with you. Absolutely!
What do you mean?
- What are you saying? - No, um...
Thank you.
I mean, the person who was right, was you.
- Nonsense. - No.
You see, I have become a fugitive of love.
And what I really want, if I'm honest, is that it last forever.
- [chuckles softly] You? - Mm-hmm.
- In love forever? - Yeah.
Yeah? Boring love.
Yeah, I mean, my own experience of love is that it just melts away, you know?
- You know what I mean? - Yeah.
I realize the only thing I know...
The only thing I've ever known about love is the beginning.
But what I want, what I really want, is to experience a love that never ends.
There's always an end.
Listen to me. Carmen. You remember Carmen?
Carmen? Of course I remember Carmen.
She left me.
It appears that our time together had run its course.
It seems she was waiting... for someone better.
And now, she's found someone.
That's life.
How are you coping?
[sighs, chuckles]
Well, you know what it is,
the melancholy, the confusion, the uncertainty of being a free man again.
- Huh? [chuckles] - Hmm.
Look at those poor bastards.
- [Berlin] I... [scoffs] - They're so happy.
- [both laugh] - [wedding guests applaud]
My friend, you know what?
With all our experience and with our deep knowledge of love...
Yeah?
...we cannot stay silent.
- After you. - Cheers.
- [glass clinks] - Mm.
[light chatter]
[sighs] I'm sorry to interrupt.
My friend and I are tourists. We're Spanish.
We saw the lovely couple brimming with enthusiasm and joy,
so we just wanted to say congratulations.
And as our wedding gift, we want to offer you all we know about love.
Based on years of study and scientific observation.
- Okay? - [bride chuckles]
[Cameron] Are you mad?
No.
Listen, Roi.
[sighs] Mixing sex and work, it's not a good idea.
Hey, come on. Don't you remember? That's what you said when we met.
But... But this isn't about sex.
That kiss would've had nothing to do with that.
It was love.
And you know it.
Because if it was only sex,
well then, if all you really wanted was to fuck,
you would've kissed me, right?
Well, first, you would've looked at my forehead,
to check my expiration date.
The 25th of October.
[scoffs]
- And then we'd have made out. - Don't say that.
I'm saying I'm crazy about you.
Since the moment we met.
Since I saw your tattoo.
But I couldn't do anything.
For one, I had no idea what was going on.
And also because Berlin asked me not to.
And when I finally decided to, I realized you were the one who couldn't.
Because you're scared to death.
So I'm fucked.
I'm fucked because I arrived late in this story.
I'm fucked because I arrived after Jimmy.
And because now you're afraid to take a step forward.
And you know, deep down, that if I had been with you before him,
we'd still be together.
[exhales shakily]
[tense music playing]
[radio beeps]
[gun cocks]
[tense music building]
[music fades]
Two good stories in my life, and I'm late for both. [chuckles]
And how do you know that we'd still be together?
You don't know that Roi.
[radio beeps outside]
[in French] Sorry.
[Sierra] Mm-hmm.
- [Cameron] I don't see anyone out there. - That means they're here.
[tense music swells, fades]
[in Spanish and Italian] ♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is holding hands And going away together ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is an innocent look In the middle of a crowd ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is knowing my dreams Are safe in your arms ♪
♪ Happiness, happiness ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is the beach at night The tide that comes and goes ♪
♪ Is your tan skin under my pillow ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is turning off the lights And making up ♪
♪ Happiness, happiness ♪
[both] ♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is sipping on wine while we talk ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is loving freely like a child ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is sitting in your car And flying through the night ♪
♪ Happiness, happiness ♪
♪ This is our song ♪
♪ That tells our love story ♪
♪ It tastes like the truth ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is speaking the truth, a moonlit night And the radio playing in a bar ♪
♪ Is jumping in a pond Laughing like a circus clown ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Is an unexpected phone call Happiness, happiness ♪
♪ This is our song ♪
♪ It's like the wind The sea, and the sun ♪
♪ It's hot with the heat of our truth ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ This is our song ♪
♪ It's like the wind The sea, and the sun ♪
♪ It's hot with the heat of our truth ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
[song ends]
[energetic rock music playing]
♪ Kingpin hustler knows our tricks ♪
♪ Uh-huh ♪
♪ Butterfly bloodsucker Gunnin' for kicks ♪
♪ Can't shake the feeling ♪
♪ You think you're better than me ♪
♪ That's not the way that I see you ♪
♪ You ain't nothing at all ♪
♪ And all the money In the world won't save your soul ♪
♪ Hotshot gambler out on the Strip ♪
♪ Can't shake the feeling ♪
♪ You think you're better than me ♪
♪ That's not the way that I see you ♪
♪ You ain't nothing at all ♪
♪ And all the money In the world won't save your soul ♪
[song fades]