"In London's diamond center, traders are about to sleep more easily." "With the construction of this ultramodern and impregnable vault, the boot's finally on the other foot." "It's the jewel thieves who will be crying into their beer when the Hatton Garden Security Deposit Company opens for business next month." "For over half a century, the Hatton Garden security vault has remained a fortress." "Until now." "On an April night in 2015... a gang of thieves attempt the unthinkable:" "Break into the unbreakable... and pull off the crime of the century." "The police are astonished that Hatton Garden has been breached." "What gang could possibly have carried out such an audacious heist?" "Criminal masterminds." "I love this." "They were calling this the biggest British heist of all time." "Which is the rabbit hole we're about to go down." "Heists." "In this White Rabbit Project, we're investigating some of the craziest criminal capers of all time." "Not giving up." "There's $20 million right here." "From one of crime's high flyers..." "Tell the pilot the plane's been hijacked." "to an international gang of cyber crooks..." "This heist has a twist." "and a bizarre wardrobe plan." "As always, we're going to investigate and score all six contenders using three criteria." "We need to rank these." "We need to find out how much money they stole, how long they got away with it for," "and how complex the heist was." "So, how did your bank robbers turn out?" "Who are these guys?" "Check it out." "Meet the Grandad Gang." " Oh, God, my back." " You all right, Guv?" "Straighten us up, Danny." "That's right." "They're retirees." "Danny, straighten us up." "Oh!" "God." "Oh, no." "What a time for my flipping back to give up." "No, no, leave it." "Get off." "These guys were old chums in every sense." "One of them even traveled to the crime scene on public transport... using his senior citizen bus pass." "You wouldn't Adam and Eve it, would you?" "No way." "That is hilarious." "That's right, that's the Grandad Gang." "And now, Danny, who is the youngest member, is gonna introduce us to the rest of the team." "Him there... old geezer's got cancer." "He's in his 70s." "He's 67." "He's got chronic diabetes." "And the big fella there... he's 76... and he cannot even remember his own bleeding name." "Oh, blimey." "You'll leave DNA behind with that one." "And then there's me." "I'm the youngest of the bunch." "I've got a penchant for sleeping in a fez hat... and me mother's dressing gown." "We've all got our quirks." "Live and let live, yeah?" "I wanted to get the inside scoop on this bizarre gang... so I went straight to the top, at Scotland Yard." "Peter Spindler, you headed the police unit that investigated the Hatton Garden heist." "Big question." "How did a group of old guys pull off a heist that everybody thought was impossible?" "I have to say, to undertake this type of crime, you've gotta be bold, you've gotta have a lot of planning, and quite clearly, with this lot..." " At your service." " plenty of beer." "And they used a pub called The Castle as their headquarters." " I love your mother." " Heh, heh." "Yes." "That's where they drank their ale and did the bulk of their planning." "Cheers." "Yeah." "But these weren't your run-of-the-mill retirees." "They were a group of outlaws, with a criminal history going back decades." "So, what's the job?" "Hatton Garden." "The vault, yeah?" "I've got it all sussed out." "The ring leader, Brian Reader, did his first break-in at age 11." "Hatton Garden?" "Pull the other one, Guv." "Collins' criminal record stretched back to 1961." "You must be having a bath." "That's Cockney rhyming slang, yeah?" "Bath, laugh." "Get it?" "A 1983 heist landed Perkins in jail for 22 years." "I'm telling you, there's more tom in Hatton Garden than tea in China." "Tomfoolery." "Jewelry." "You catching on?" "Jones spent most of his adult life behind bars." "Are you in?" "Tel." "Johnny?" "Oh, why not?" "Cheers." "Cheers." "So, Reader put a lot of effort into choosing tried-and-trusted criminals." "He's only gonna use people who he knows aren't gonna let him down." "They assembled on the night of April 2nd, 2015... wearing hats and dust masks to avoid being identified on closed-circuit TV." "Their plan?" "To get in and get out in one night." "But will they make it?" "This is taking forever, Guv." "Be patient." "We're nearly there." "On our mission to rank six heists to find out which is the best... for my first contender," "I've chosen some crooks that never even leave their bedrooms." "Kiev, Ukraine." "Late 2013." "An ATM suddenly starts dispensing cash." "No one has inserted a card or touched a button." "For this passerby, it seems like a case of dumb luck." "Right time, right place." "But when technicians investigate... they find no sign of a malfunction." "The explanation is far more sinister." "It's the opening gambit of a group of cybercriminals called... the Carbanak Gang." "You see... this was no lucky passerby." "This is a mule." "The Carbanak Gang has taken remote control of the machines... and commanded it to pay out at a predetermined time." "The mule simply walks up... and pockets the cash." "But these ATM hits are merely the tip of a cyber-heist iceberg." "In total, this gang has stolen hundreds of millions of dollars." "And nobody has a clue who they are." "They work from anonymous apartments... in the Ukraine, Russia and China." "It's thought that the gang could have a dozen members or more." "They're elite level black hats." "In the hacker world, white hats are the good guys." "Black hats are the bad guys." "The malware they use is a combination of Anunak and Carberp systems." "Hence, Carbanak." "And apart from their coding skills, they have another priceless virtue." "Patience." "They started hacking into the banks' intranets." "Not just one bank." "Hundreds of banks." "Their way in... infected e-mails which look like they were sent by bank colleagues." "When employees open attachments, a code automatically downloads... giving the gang control over that computer and an entry point into the bank's network... where they target staff who administer the cash transfer, and ATM systems." "Next, they install surveillance software, a Remote Access Tool, or RAT, allowing them to capture video, screenshots, even keystrokes on employee computers." "Now, they just watch and wait, learning the bank's systems and how the employees operate... how they behave, their personal style of writing." "Mimicking the target employees, they use online banking and international e-payment systems... to wire huge cash sums into dummy accounts they've set up in the US and China." "Simultaneously, they target wealthy accounts, inflate the funds, then make withdrawals, leaving the balances unchanged." "For example, if an account has $10,000," "Carbanak will increase the value to, say, $100,000, then transfer $90,000 to themselves, leaving the balance at $10,000, and no one the wiser." "Here you go." "Just for you." "So, the Carbanak Gang stays under the radar." "And the heist goes on... and on... and on." "They strip each victim bank of anywhere between $2.5 and $10 million." "It's almost two years before anyone catches on." "And by that time, the gang has stolen hundreds of millions of dollars." "They're too smart to push their luck." "As soon as they realize authorities are on their trail... they simply close shop... and disappear." "So, how do the Carbanak Gang score on our criteria?" "Amount stolen?" "A grand total of $1 billion." "Degree of difficulty?" "The ability to hack on that level puts them at an eight out of ten." "And as far as time until caught... they started three years ago but have gone dark... so they are still on the loose." "Mysterious." "Did they ever resurface?" "Yeah." "In 2015, security analysts discovered that they were operating again, but they have still not been caught." "Let's get back to my first heist." "Where London's diamond center is being targeted by a crack team of robbers... the Grandad Gang." "They rendezvous, then head off to the Hatton Garden vault in pairs." "This is the actual surveillance footage." "And this... is an 8-bit animation." "They entered the building via a fire escape, and made their way to the basement... broke through another door, then two of them climbed upstairs... and disabled the elevator." "They dropped down the shaft to the basement... where they forced open a metal shutter... disabling the alarm system and cutting power to an iron security gate." "Smashed the lock off the door and let in the others." "Then they cut through a second iron gate to reach the vault itself." "Now, for their biggest challenge, drilling through a two-foot thick reinforced concrete wall." "Now, when most people think about drilling through a concrete wall... this is what they think of." "This is not what we're using." "All this is... is to drill the mounting hole for the real drill." "This is not like any ordinary power drill you've ever seen." "This is the anchor." "In fact, just putting it together is a challenge." "This is what the carriage gets mounted to, and then the drill goes on top of that." " One, two, three, up." " Okay." "Okay, and that's going on." "Down, down, down." "Oh, blimey, Guv. this better be worth it." "And now, for the cutter... which is this." "Diamond-tipped." "They needed diamonds to get the diamonds." " Come on." "Have another go." " One last time." "Here we go." "Here we go." "You all right?" "Okay, here we go." "Come on." "So, that took me over an hour to put together." "Bear in mind the granddads had to get in and out as quickly as possible." "Terry." "Oh." "Do me a favor." "Yeah, I had curry for lunch, Guv." "Oh, what?" "All right, let's do this." "Here we go." "Starting up." "By the time they started drilling, it was already 1 a.m." "The diamond-tipped drill bit is water-cooled." "Strong enough to slice through concrete and metal." "It's going pretty good so far, but I don't think I've hit any rebar." "You can imagine the tension the gang must have felt... as the time ticked by." "This is taking forever, Guv." "Be patient." "We're nearly there." "After 30 minutes of solid drilling," "I'm finally breaking through." "The Grandpa Gang... they drilled three holes, which means an agonizing 90 minutes." "Before they know it, it's almost four o'clock in the morning." "We're through." " Yes." " We're through." "There's just one more hurdle:" "A steel stack of safety deposit boxes up against the wall of the vault." "You okay?" "The gang's come prepared with a heavy-duty hydraulic ram." "Then... disaster." "Don't do this to me." "Don't you dare do this to me." "The ram fails." "I'll kill you, you stupid Japanese piece of crap." "It's not Japanese crap, Guv." "It's British." "Just you leave it, Danny." "Come on." "Oh, come on, Guv." "Give it away." "Come on, Guv." "Give it away." "Come on, Guv." "Come on." "Give it away." "Guvnor, let's go." "They're so close to the loot, they can almost taste it." "But they're forced to call it quits." "Come on, Guv." "At 8 a.m. on Friday, April 3rd, they go home empty-handed... leaving the mother of all retirement funds behind." "With Grant's granddads in a fix," "I've got a contender that's humble in method, but huge in quantity." "Could be a dark horse for greatest heists." "All right, so check this out." "Vermeer." "Raphael." "Caravaggio." "And Van Gogh... combined?" "$375 million." "All of these paintings were stolen, never to be seen again." "No wonder art theft is such a prominent type of heist." "It's usually carried out by gangs of specialist professionals." "But the most prolific art thief of all time completely broke the mold." "Meet Stephane Breitwieser." "This unassuming Frenchman had no criminal connections, worked a full-time job waiting tables and lived with his mother." "But between 1995 and 2001, he stole a staggering amount of valuable artwork." "And all in broad daylight." "On his first heist, he went armed only with a pocketknife." "But he walked away with a portrait valued at around $2,000." "With one heist under his belt, he went off to sample the cultural delights of Europe." "He hit 172 museums... making off with 239 separate works of art." "At the end of his six-year spree, he had stolen an estimated $1.4 billion worth of art." "But needless to say, eventually, his luck ran out." "In 2001, he had just stolen a 16th century bugle from a museum in Lucerne, Switzerland... when an observant dog confronts him... causing him to drop his booty." "The game's up, Stephane's arrested, and the grateful Lucerne Police awarded the dog with a lifetime's supply... of treats." "But this heist has a twist." "Turns out, he's not a regular art thief." "Stephane was a genuine connoisseur." "In his defense statement, he simply said:" ""Iloveworksofart." "All I did was collect them and keep them at home."" "'Cause French people, they talk with the passion and the deep voice." "Wait, so your guy had a $1.4 billion spree, and he wasn't caught for six years?" "Unbelievable." "So, what was the degree of difficulty?" "Museum security's not the same as robbing a bank." "So somewhere in the middle." "That's fair." "What you got?" "Check this out." "I've got a notorious air pirate." "I see you're going to Seattle." "Enjoy your flight." "It's Thanksgiving eve, and everybody wants to get home to their families." "Except for this guy." "He just wants to get rich." "Hi." "Welcome." "Now, you're not gonna know his face..." "Hi." "One-way ticket to Seattle, please." "Okay." "Flight 305, leaving in 30 minutes." "but you might have heard his name." "Book it." "And your name?" "Dan Cooper." "Better known as DB Cooper." "And he's about to get on the flight that made him infamous." "All right, that'll be $20." "$20 for a ticket?" "That's incredible." "A couple of hours from now, Cooper will vanish into thin air... $200,000 richer." "I'm staying on his tail to see what I can find out." "Is it really $20 a ticket?" "Yes." "Thanks." "At those prices, what have I got to lose?" "May I take your ticket?" "We're ready to board." "At 2:30 p.m., Cooper heads to the gate." "Hi, how are you?" "In 1971, taking a plane..." "Oh, I'll take your ticket." "is like catching a bus." "Just show your ticket and walk on through." "Whatever you're carrying." "Unbelievable." "Not one single security checkpoint." "Hi there." "Hey." "There's my ticket." "Where's your scanner?" "2:35 p.m." "Along with 36 other passengers, Cooper boards his flight... a Boeing 727." "He takes his seat in Row 18." "And from where I'm sitting, he looks a little anxious." "Mr. Cooper seems to be hanging on to his briefcase pretty tight." "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Flight 305." "Can I help you with your briefcase?" "No, thank you." "At 2:50 p.m., we're airborne." "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Flight 305." "This is your captain speaking." "We'll be flying at an altitude of 5 feet." "Keep your seatbelt fastened." "Once you were in the air, flying in 1971 wasn't so different from today." "Aside from that." "It's hard to believe." "We'll be touching down in Seattle in just 30 minutes." "Anything to drink?" "A bourbon and soda, please." "Okay." "There you go." "Enjoy." "Oh... thank you." "She thinks she's getting hit on." "But she's in for a big shock." "You're gonna want to take a look at that note." "Okay." "Listen and everything will be all right." "Tell the pilot the plane's been hijacked." "You need to stay calm." "There's not really a bomb in that suitcase." "The most daring heist in American history is officially underway." "Tory looks like he's right at home in the '70s." "Now, for my next heist, I'm also going back in time." "It starts at the end of the Civil War, and concludes with an FBI sting, a television personality... and a historical document restored." "So, what are we talking about here?" "This." "Bill of Rights." "Uh-huh." "Originally drafted by Congress in 1789, now there are 14 original handwritten copies." "But in April, 1865, with the Civil War on its last legs... the State Capitol in Raleigh was ransacked, and..." "An unknown soldier lifts North Carolina's copy of the Bill of Rights from the archives." "So, heist completed, war over, the soldier marches his treasure all the way home to here." "Tippecanoe, Ohio." "And a year later, he sells the parchment to Charles Shotwell for $5." "But fast-forward through the decades, and in the year 2000, the Shotwell family sells their now antique heirloom for $200,000." "The buyer?" "TV personality Wayne Pratt." "As an appraiser for the Antiques Roadshow, he's well aware of its real value." "He approaches the soon-to-open National Constitution Center, and suggests that they make it the centerpiece of their new gallery." "The price?" "$4 million." "But what he doesn't know is that the FBI is watching... and they're closing in." "And when the sale goes down, they pounce... and successfully recover a piece of American history." "With the Bill of Rights safely back in the government's hands," "Pratt is exposed." "He narrowly avoids criminal charges by donating his precious document back to North Carolina." "And that $5 parchment is today valued at over $100 million." "That, my friends, is what I call a heist with a history." "I'm onboard flight 305 from Portland to Seattle... with a front row seat..." "Tell the pilot the plane's been hijacked." "to one of the most daring heists in American history." "A man calling himself DB Cooper is threatening to blow us all to kingdom come if he doesn't get what he wants." "DB Cooper's demands:" "$200,000 in unmarked 20s, four parachutes and dinner for the crew." "Now, the ransom made sense." "It was a hijack." "But why the four parachutes?" "This doesn't make sense." "As the crisis unfolds... air traffic control instructs the pilots to stay in the air." "May I help you?" "What's taking so long." "I'm sorry, we're just experiencing some minor technical difficulties, but we're gonna be landing shortly." "The flight from Portland to Seattle is only 45 minutes long, but we've been circling the Seattle-Tacoma Airport for two hours." "You're the chief stewardess, correct?" "Correct." "If they meet my demands, everyone can get off the plane except the flight crew and you." "Thirty thousand feet below us... the FBI takes up position." "Flight control, what's the status?" "He's demanding to fly onto Mexico City." "Today, things are different, but in 1971, it was policy to give in to skyjackers' demands." "Give him permission to land." "At 5:24 p.m., Cooper's informed." "You'll get everything you asked for." "It's just gonna take some time." "The pilot begins his descent." "And at 5:39 p.m., we touched down at Seattle-Tacoma." "Let's see if he keeps his promise and releases those hostages." "Is everything all right?" "No one has been harmed." "All right, bring it up, boys." "You're okay." "Mind your step." "Thirty-eight hostages have just left the plane... $200,000 in ransom money is onboard, plus four parachutes, and dinner." "DB's ready for phase two of his plan." "We don't have enough fuel to make it to Mexico City, but we can make it to Reno." "Tell the pilot to keep the landing gear deployed, and lower the wing flaps 15 degrees." "This is the first clue as to DB Cooper's real identity." "Tell him not to exceed 200 miles per hour, and not to go over 10,000 feet." "He clearly knows more about flying airliners than your average Joe." "Ready for takeoff." "At 7:40 p.m., the plane takes off, with only Cooper and four crew members aboard." "But Cooper has no intention of landing in Reno." "The Boeing 727 had a very unique feature." "At the back of the plane, there was drop-down staircase." "And DB Cooper knew that he could open it mid-flight." "At around 8:13 p.m., somewhere north of Portland, Oregon..." "DB Cooper calmly walked down the staircase... and stepped into the night." "DB Cooper literally vanished into thin air." "And he's made no attempts to disguise himself, so it wasn't hard for the FBI to come up with composite sketches from eyewitnesses." "But it doesn't really help you to have a sketch if no one's seen him since." "And only thing the authorities found when the plane landed in Reno was a black clip-on tie... two of the four parachutes... and a handful of cigarette butts." "For the next four decades, the FBI investigated... without a breakthrough." "But recently, they enlisted the help of a group of scientists led by Tom Kaye, to go back over old evidence using modern forensic methods." "And they focused in on that black tie." "Hi, Tom." "Have you found DB Cooper yet?" "Hi, good to see you again." "Tell me about the tie." "We knew that particles on a tie were the most important way to find out where Cooper came from." "How so?" "Because you never wash a tie." "That makes sense." "And what we eventually found was pieces of titanium." "Pure titanium metal." "And that's really what cracked things open." "Back in 1971, titanium was a rare metal, mainly used in the production of military and commercial airliners." "Remember how DB Cooper seemed to know a lot about flying?" "Tell the pilot to keep the landing gear deployed and lower the wing flaps 15 degrees." "Put the two together, and you've got a compelling suspect profile of someone who worked in aircraft titanium production." "What we were able to do is narrow Cooper down from millions of people that lived in the States at that time, to a couple thousand people." "And there's one other intriguing clue." "Cooper specifically requested the money in US dollars, which made Tom think this guy might not have even been a US citizen." "The fact that he asked for the ransom to be paid in American currency, it's kind of an odd thing to say." "Then it turns out that there's actually a Canadian comic book hero called Dan Cooper." "Coincidence?" "Tom doesn't think so." "Actually, if you look through the Dan Cooper comics, you will find every aspect of the Cooper jump... from getting the money to jumping out in the rain in the middle of the night, to landing in the woods." "You're kidding me?" "So, he got the idea and the name from a Canadian comic book?" "This guy had all the guts, he had some brains, and he had a hell of a lot of style." "So, bravo, Cooper." "I'm looking for you, buddy." "But I've gotta hand it to you, I'll shake your hand when I catch you." "DB Cooper, in today's money.." "would've stolen $1.2 million." "That's a good grab." "Right?" "And as far as him getting away with it?" "A lot of people think he died, but I say we give him the benefit of the doubt." "This is one of the greatest mysteries of all time." "So, what's the degree of difficulty?" "The fact that he was able to hijack a plane, and then jump out of it mid-flight at night... that's major." "But he'll lose points... because at the time, airport security was pretty much non-existent." "So, still moderately high at least?" "Hell, yeah." "I wouldn't jump out of an airplane with just a parachute at night?" "That's insane." "If somebody paid you $1.2 million, would you?" "So, what's next?" "DB Tuber" "September 30, 2008." "A robber flees a crime scene in Monroe, Washington." "Minutes from now, he'll simply disappear." "His unique vanishing act will earn him his nickname..." "DB Tuber." "DB was no career criminal." "Captain of the high school football team, going steady with the prettiest cheerleader... he was quite a golden boy." "I mean, this guy?" "Totally white-bread." "He has it all." "Life is perfect." "Then out of the blue... a knee injury ends his college football career." "And everything starts to unravel." "He turns to drinking and drugs." "Before long, he's deep in debt, and needs money... fast." "And the solution occurs to him right... here." "In September 2007, he's eating his lunch when he glances over here... and notices an armored truck pull up and deliver bags of cash." "Now, he's not thinking about a loan." "For the next few months, he stakes out the bank." "His plan is to rob an armored car using no gun in the middle of the city in broad daylight." "So, he figures he needs a decoy to make his getaway." "A few days before the heist, he lists an online ad from a fake company." "It's hiring for a citywide clean-up..." "Anybody who wants the job has to show up wearing a blue long-sleeved shirt, yellow vest, blue jeans, hats, safety glasses and work boots." "September 30th, 11:00 sharp, bank parking lot." "Fifteen look-alike workers arrive on cue." "And here's the clever bit." "DB's disguise is fastened with Velcro, so he can discard it immediately after the heist, leaving the others as unwitting decoys." "At precisely 11:05 a.m., the guards unload boxes of coins and two bags of bank notes onto a dolly." "For DB, it's now or never." "As he grabs the cash, the guard grabs his jeans... and suddenly, he's in shorts, sprinting for his life." "The ex-jock fumbles one bag." "Now, he's half a heist down." "In the park, he rips off the rest of his disguise, but doesn't bother to hide it." "He's never been a felon, so he knows there's not gonna be any match for DNA on any police database." "Now, for his disappearing act." "There's no chopper, or plane or high-speed motorbike." "He actually chooses what might be the most ludicrous getaway vehicle in the history of heists." "This." "Now you get it?" "DB Tuber?" "He had even devised a pulley system to speed up his escape... so that he could propel himself down the slow creek." "While the black and whites hurtle down Main Street Monroe," "DB tubes his way along the river." "His unconventional getaway means he slips past the police, and minutes later, he's meeting his accomplice." "I got it." "Pop the trunk." "DB searches the bag for the GPS tracker he knows will be in there." "Like I said, this guy's done his homework." "All right, for an amateur, he had a well-thought-out plan." "I know." "Tell me about it." "So, where did he screw up?" "I mean, I assume he got caught, right?" "DNA got him." "But wait, you said he had a clean record, so he wouldn't have a prior." "It was actually his meticulous planning that did him in." "Because weeks earlier, he wanted to time how long it'd take for him to get from the bank to the creek." "He hides his workman's disguise behind a dumpster in the bank's parking lot and sets off." "But he catches the attention of a homeless passerby." "A few minutes later, Tuber returns, picks up his disguise and drives away." "All under the gaze of a sharp-eyed citizen." "Not only did he call in and report it, but he gave them the plate number, so it wasn't long before they connected the dots, started to tail the guy, and wait for him to slip up." "And just a month after the heist... they get the DNA sample they've been looking for." "It matches the clothes dumped in the park." "And DB Tuber's busted." "So, how does the score stack up?" "Amount stolen, $400,000." "Time at large, just 34 days." "Degree of difficulty?" "I'd call that a solid five out of ten." "Though, 11 out of ten for originality." "This one's way out there." "So far, we've investigated six outrageous heists." "But one of mine needs to be concluded before we rank them and determine which is the best." "Here they are again." "The Grandad Gang, who are on the verge of breaking into the Hatton Garden security vault when their hydraulic ram fails." "I'll kill you." "On the morning of Friday, April 3rd, 2015, they're forced to abandon the heist." "But here's the twist:" "This is no ordinary Friday." "It's Good Friday, a public holiday." "So the gang gets a second chance." "Danny heads straight for a hardware store... where he buys a replacement ram." "And on the following night, Saturday, April 4th... the Grandpa Gang returns to Hatton Garden to finish off what they'd started." "Curiously, The Guvnor is a no-show." "And it's quite likely that Reader lost his nerve and he didn't wanna take the risk of going back in for a second time." "I'd like to shove this right up Brian's backside." "Either way, the new ram proves more reliable than Reader." "And before long..." " We're through." " We're through." "We're through." "All right, who's going through it?" "Hey, you are, my love." "Come on." "You are, mate." "Get in there." "Come on." "How's it look smaller the closer you get?" " Here we are." " Okay." "I didn't need that nipple." "There's $20 million right here." "Oh, breathe in, you fat bastard." "Get in there." "Blimey." "All right." "What do you got, mate?" "Oh, you bloody beaut." "Yeah." "Look at that." "I'm rich." "Rich!" "No, no, no." "Nice." "Now, you get off." "It's mine." "That goes with my eye." "This..." "This is brilliant." "Oh, my God!" "This looks like your mother's jewels." "Go." "Look at that." "Diamonds are a girl's best friend." "At 6:44 a.m. on Sunday, April 5th... they load the treasure into their getaway van... and make off through the early morning streets." "Surveillance cameras track them for a time... then they simply disappear." "On Tuesday morning, staff return to work... and all hell breaks loose." "Police forensic experts move in... but the old guys were too thorough to leave any clues behind." "During the robbery, the Grandad Gang only used bathrooms on the upper floors..." "Terry, you all right?" "Yeah, I'm all right mate." "I'm all right." "Don't worry about me." "Four bleeding drops." "Oh, I hate getting old." "keeping their DNA away from the basement crime scene... where they left tools behind, but not fingerprints." "All thanks to meticulous pre-heist scientific research." "But the granddads made a rookie mistake." "Security cameras captured... this white Mercedes at the scene of the crime, and again... at the store where the hydraulic ram was purchased." "Detectives were able to use closed-circuit television, an automatic number plate reader... and digital technologies available to them to track that car back to Collins." "And then we could work out from Collins who his contacts were." "Decades of experience, months of planning, and it all went up in smoke." "How would you sum up what went wrong?" "They're very much analogue criminals operating in a digital age." "They weren't prepared for the type of detective, the modern digital detective, who was gonna come after them." "If they'd all taken the bus to the heist, they might have gotten away with it." "Instead, they all ended up taking a ride in a police van... to prison." "Come on, Forensics for Dummies?" "Are you kidding me?" "No." "Police actually found it when they raided one of the guy's homes." "Okay." "How are we gonna score this one?" "First up, how much money did they get away with?" "Well, that's the thing." "Nobody really knows." "Let's go with what the police have said, which is equivalent to $20 million." "How long before they got caught?" "Two months later." "As far as degree of difficulty, this was epic." "Yeah, it's absolutely colossal." "This place had never been breached before and to be fair, their advanced age didn't help." "Not to mention the gassy guy." "Ew." "We've just witnessed some of the most unbelievable, audacious, and well-planned heists of all time." "We're through." "Now let's see how they compare by scoring them with our three criteria." "Amount stolen, time until caught," " Down, down, down." " and degree of difficulty." "Blimey, Guv." "At number six, the Bill of Rights." "A historic heist, but it was pawned for just $75 in today's money, making it last in the "amount stolen" category." "Degree of difficulty?" "Bottom of the pile again at one out of ten." "Number five, DB Tuber." "$400,000 is a relatively low reward compared to the risk, and he was only on the run for 34 days." "Number four." "The Grandad Gang tops the charts for degree of difficulty." "But these old-timers were in police custody within two months." "At number three, our French art thief walks away with a total of $1.4 billion stolen... and he was on the run for over six years." "Tell the pilot the plane's been hijacked." "In second place, the disappearing act of DB Cooper." "He's still at large, and gets a seven out of ten for degree of difficulty." "Which means the number one heist is..." "The Carbanak Gang." "I mean, this just shows you technology's advancing everything, including crime." "These multinational cyber crooks stayed two steps ahead of Interpol to rob a billion dollars from banks worldwide." "They score high across all three criteria... and their identity is still unknown." "So, they could still be out there?" "Yep." "That is crazy." "If there's anything essential to a good heist, it's getting away with it."