Plan París

Money Heist 4×8

Berlín: You think I don't love you? I feel it too. There's something between us, something... extraordinary, unique, marvelous. I know about love. I've been married five times.

Berlín: None of these women ever made me feel something remotely... similar to what I feel with you. Not even close. You and I are soul mates. But just 99 percent. Hmm? You know, I really like women. I like them a lot. And you like me too much. And what's that one percent against 99?
Palermo: Unless you're not brave enough to try it.
Berlín: That one percent is a tiny mitochondrion, but it defines my desire.

Berlín: Go away... so you can heal your wound. Sometimes distance is the only way to find peace. Adiós, my friend.

El Profesor: There's exactly... eleven meters and 68 centimeters of sandstone. Sandstone. You guys are Asturian miners.
Benjamín: The best ones.
El Profesor: What's that for you?
Benjamín: Nothing. Pick, shovel and grinder.
El Profesor: Minimum noise, maximum efficiency.

Helsinki: What do you know about pain, Palermo?
Palermo: Pain is like a loan. And no matter what you do, you can never pay back the debt.

El Profesor: And now comes the David Copperfield moment. How do we extract a person coming out of a van escorted by six vehicles and surrounded by police officers without... anyone... realizing?

El Profesor: The signal will be... "Good morning."

El Profesor: ... And that... is when our greatest illusion begins. Our David Copperfield moment.
— Who's this guy Copperfield?
Benjamín: The magician.
— Magician? Like Harry Potter?

Ángel: Colonel...
Coronel Tamayo: What?!
Ángel: Colonel. It looks like we've been... mislead.

Alicia: Don't move... Checkmate, you son of a bitch.

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