I'm going to explain something to you
about the rules.
These are exact brass replicas
of all the pieces
of the biggest Viking treasure
discovered to date.
Three metres.
Good morning.
Mr Andrés, can I offer you some fruits
from our orchard?
Thank you very much, Father Giovanni.
How are you, João?
How are you doing with Gregorian chants?
Oh, heavenly, Mr Andrés.
I'm no mute.
Yeah, like the rat you have there.
She isn't a rat.
Her name is Sofia.
Look, I'll take care of everthing.
Yeah… What's it like being a father hook on drugs?
You don't have kids, do you?
I have seven.
Who wants a super fun crazy rabbit?
Go fuck yourself!
He left me unconscious!
He's Chuck Norris with glasses!
Save the nonsense for your lawyer!
Do you want to go by the bank?
You know there are far more risks here, right?
We've already pulled off 15 clean heists.
We understand each other.
-We're good. -The best.
You're kissing him like your mother.
It needs to be a proper kiss.
Like the last kiss you'll ever give.
Okay, okay.
-You got that? -Yes.
Thunderbolt was what his mum called him
as a child, when he spent the summer afternoons
running.
Arantxa Arteche organises illegal monkey
fights in Gibraltar. What a fucking joke.