Combustion

Come in.

Do you like it?

Yes.

Fancy a drink?

Yes... rum.

- Neat?

- Neat.

Where's the bathroom?

Next to the front door.

Okay.

Done.

Here you are.

Thanks.

You know what...?

I really wanted

to get you alone.

Hey!

No screaming,

no funny business!

What are you doing?

Let me go!

What are you doing?

Open the safe.

What?

- I don't have a safe.

- Do it!

- I don't have a safe, okay?

- Please! Please!

You! On your knees.

I'm gonna count to three.

One...

- two...

- Please!

Please!

No!

Please! No!

Stop! Okay.

Alright. Alright.

Okay, okay...

I'll open it!

Alright.

Where is it?

Where is it?

Upstairs.

Where have you got it?

Where have you got it?!

Open the f***ing safe!

- Open the f***ing safe!

- Alright, alright.

Don't you dare get it wrong.

Don't you move.

I'm out of here.

What? No, no, no.

You can't go.

I'm calling the cops.

You're staying as a witness.

I don't even know you!

I came here for a good time

and look at this sh*t!

Hey!

How did it go?

Sweet.

Hey!

Motherfuckers!

So you'll always take me with you.

No, no, no. Not now.

One more score

and we're gone for good.

Promise me.

I promise.

It's a jewelry store downtown.

The owner, Julia Camacho,

inherited her parents' business.

They both died in a robbery

two years ago.

Since then, the store

has been connected to the home.

It's right above it.

This is the target.

His name is Mikel Gmez.

From a swank family

fallen on hard times.

He just moved in with her

and they're getting married.

Just get them

to open the door for you.

Then we can get into

the jewelry store.

Is it all set

with your catering guy?

Sure, as usual.

We find out everything

before we go in.

I don't like it.

Why?

Just because.

Burgling a house is one thing,

getting into a jewelry store

is another.

If something goes wrong,

we're trapped.

Nothing will go wrong.

We only need this job to get

the cash to take off to Lisbon.

I just mean we've got

the cops on our heels.

Maybe it's time to stop,

split what we've got and disappear.

If I win in Lisbon

we'll make one million.

You have to win first.

You know I will.

You'd better.

Shall I help you tidy up?

No, but you could help me

make room for all this.

So where do I fit in

in all this stuff?

- Are you calling me anal?

- A little.

Come here.

You've no idea how much

I wanted you to move in.

Me too.

And you played hard to get.

- You have to do the right thing.

- You've got a nerve.

- Are you happy?

- Ecstatic.

You're the perfect couple.

Hey there.

How are you?

Fine, hoping you'd pay us a visit.

No, no, no.

I don't want to bother you yet.

Besides, I'm a bit jealous.

You're taking my soul mate.

So take care of her for me.

Carla, you're never a bother,

and the guest room is always yours,

you know that.

I'll take you up on that.

Do it.

Got a light?

Sure.

Nice car.

- Very fancy.

- Thanks.

You want some?

Thanks. I don't smoke dope.

No, you're a secret smoker.

I wasn't smoking in secret.

Alright then.

How can you work

and smoke this stuff?

I couldn't handle

those lame-asses straight.

Whatever happened to

booze binges on the beach?

And it's kind of a mixed party.

Yes, well, my fiance's

a bit traditional.

So, you get a hit?

No.

Do you want to play a game?

Yes.

Close your eyes.

Open your mouth.

What are you doing?

Just checking if

you're one of the good guys.

It turns out you are.

Sorry.

Wait... Wait.

So you're not one

of the good guys after all.

Look...

I'll be there on Thursday.

If you want to stop by...

I'm going inside, okay?

Ciao.

Vodka!

- Hi.

- Hi.

Welcome to your bachelor party.

Maybe I shouldn't be here...

Maybe it's the dress.

It's a bit over the top. Sorry.

No, on the contrary.

You look stunning.

- I'll get this.

- No, no, I will.

What kind of bachelor party is it

if the groom has to pay?

Do you want to sit down?

Yeah, sure.

I don't even know your name.

Ari.

I'm Mikel...

I know.

Tell me something about yourself.

What do you want to know?

Got a boyfriend?

Do you want me to, or not?

Actually, I'll take the truth.

Sh*t.

Sorry if I annoyed you.

Let's change the subject.

Let's go, please.

Where to?

I don't know, let's just go.

Let's go.

Hey!

That's the chick that robbed me.

- Did you come by car?

- Yes.

- Where is it?

- Over there.

That car. Let's go!

Let's go!

What are you doing?

It's red, can't you see?

Go that way!

- Come on!

- No.

Sh*t.

Wait.

So who was that?

Some jerk I owe money to.

Where'd you learn

to drive like that?

There's a lot

you don't know about me.

I'll get out here.

Here? This is

the middle of nowhere.

Well...

It'll be a nice quiet stroll.

I could use some fresh air.

Okay.

Was I so bad?

Quite the opposite.

I just gave you my number

in case you want to

call me sometime,

to hang out

and talk for a bit.

You're incredible.

And I wouldn't want to

hang out just for a bit.

It's been a pleasure.

Same here.

He had some wild moves.

Where'd this guy come from?

No idea.

But he sure can drive,

and he's tough.

You're not losing your cool?

I've got it all under control.

I overslept.

Why didn't you wake me?

I felt bad for you.

And I was starting to think

I was marrying a robot.

Sorry,

I was out late with Alfredo,

you know, bachelor party stuff.

Well...

you could've called.

Yes, you're right.

Did you get in very late?

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