A van drove into the pedestrian area,
running over dozens of passersby...
Zakir, I need you to go and see Edurne.
It leaked out that Omar hired the van in his name.
It's not true, his wallet and ID were stolen
two weeks ago.
You want to retrieve what your brother took.
This is the price.
I can't let you tamper with the belt.
- It's evidence and must be examined. - It's an explosive.
Your brother dies and you find out he's a bastard
who cheated on me and you assume I'll be so angry
that I want to sleep with the man he hated most.
If you want to help Omar, get him to stop hiding.
Omar!
I'm Omar Jamal.
Don't move!
Omar can't turn himself in.
If he does, they'll kill him.
Jamal isn't in Erleche.
WE HAVE JAMAL
They aren't police, Ahmed.
But, do you know where he is?
I need to know about my son.
Don't worry, OK?
I sent someone I trust to talk to him.
To talk? To say what?
To hand himself in.
Are you insane?
Omar can't turn himself in.
If he does, they'll kill him.
The police just want to capture him, dead or alive.
They've already sentenced him.
Pray.
Pray that he doesn't listen to you.
Because if Omar ends up with a body full of bullets, it will be your fault.
The alleged offender is still on the run.
National Police, Guardia Civil and Ertzaintza
are working together to capture him.
Leave your message after the tone.
Ahmed, it's me again.
I've called so many times. I'm worried. Call me when you can.
Tell me if you've spoken to Omar.
Whatever he's decided, I want to know he's OK.
I need to know that he's OK.
Call me, please.
Call me.
Did you wet yourself?
No.
- Have you? - Yes.
Me too.
- Why did you lie? - I don't want to look like an idiot.
I thought this only happened in films.
Well it doesn't.
You can't as you have a girlfriend,
but I'll get all the girls when I tell them this.
They may think it's a lie.
Yeah, right!
I must have wet myself for something.
They really won't believe you.
What a bugger, mate.
Listen,
when this ends, do me a favor...
What favor?
Tell Edurne something.
Fuck off, Omar!
Whatever it is, you tell Edurne.
Tell her I got her an engine for the car I gave her.
Shut up.
And some wheels.
Some awesome rims.
Go to Román's garage.
We agreed 20 bucks a wheel.
- They shouldn't cause her problems. - No, Omar, shit!
No, Omar!
- For god's sake! - No, I'm not telling her anything.
When the car is finished, she can travel the world.
And get a new boyfriend.
Uglier than me, of course.
Not as ugly as you.
But uglier.
You're a dickhead.
Brother...
we're in this together.
Don't be afraid, I'm with you, always with you.
Thank you, mate.
- Someone's coming, right? - Yes. Don't worry.
- Hello! - Shit.
- Listen! - Shut up.
Hello!
Thank you very much.
Thanks a lot.
Please let him leave too.
Ahmed!
Son of a bitch!
Son of...!
Son of a bitch!
I did what you asked, son of a bitch.
Ahmed!
...and that jihadi cells operating in Europe or Africa...
Yes?
We need to meet.
What's happened?
What needed to happen.
Really?
I said I'd finish the job.
Shit, great.
Yes, very good.
Now we need to meet.
No, I can't.
I've got a meeting in Madrid in four hours.
That's plenty of time.
You need to come. I wouldn't ask otherwise.
Where?
Not too far.
I'll send the location.
Good morning.
What a mess.
It's better if you leave.
Yes. Of course.
This didn't happen, OK?
OK.
It won't happen again.
Fine.
Do you mind getting dressed in the living room?
Sure. As you wish.
Sorry,
could you give me a lift home?
My car's there. We came in yours yesterday...
I could call a taxi. It didn't even occur to me.
- Yes, I'll call... - Here.
You've got your brother's company,
you slept with his wife.
You won't mind taking his car too.
- Welcome, Carlos. - How are you?
Journalist, writer...
- ...in front of me... - ...I think it's the present.
They are not saying anything on the TV,
nor on the radio.
Have you seen anything online?
If something happens with Omar, we will be the first to know.
I'm off.
Can you stay with Aissa?
His temperature is 100 degrees.
I can't send him on the trip.
- I can't. - I can't either.
I work in Mrs. María's house.
- Take him. - He's better off with you.
The factory is dangerous, it's not a place for children.
And it's not the time.
Oh, so it's OK for me to take him to Mrs. María's house then.
I can't. Are you sure you can't?
Give him medicine and send him on the trip.
How can I send him with a temperature?
Do what you want.
Ibrahim!
Don't forget that he's your son too.
WHERE ARE YOU, AHMED? WHY HASN'T OMAR TURNED HIMSELF IN?
Shit, you're not answering.
Who needs to answer you?
Why are you here?
Well I fancied coming,
because the dickhead doctor says I need to inject myself daily.
Edurne, we need to talk.
I've investigated the deleted messages and that's not what any old person does.
My contact will follow it up.
The main server can't delete any information
unless ruled by a judge
or by someone higher. Are you listening?
I'm saying I'm going to help.
Something's up and I want to know what.
You already said you'd help and you left me.
I do wrong once every seven years and it was your turn.
Bad luck.
Edurne, you're alone in this.
Nobody believes you. You only have me.
Look, I wouldn't play with fire for Omar's innocence, but...
at least I'm willing to investigate...
because...
because I sense I need to and that's it.
So choose...
carry on alone or...
let me help you?
I have something to say.
Omar got a message to me for us to meet.
I knew they were watching me, so I asked Ahmed
if he would ask him to surrender,
it's obvious he didn't.
I haven't heard back.
Omar's mum says
I sent him to the slaughterhouse, Ahmed won't answer me.
What if I made something happen?
You're an idiot.
One thing is trying to prove your boyfriend is innocent
and another, is doing this. What are you thinking?
It could be collaborating with a terrorist group.
Concealment, at very best.
So, you say that Ahmed doesn't answer your messages.
Tell me you haven't used your mobile.
No, I got prepaid phones for Ahmed and I.
- It's your idea. - Do you have it?
Yes.
No, I'm not leaving my fingerprints on it.
Turn it off right now.
Take the SIM, clean it with ammonia and get rid.
What if they want to contact me?
They can send a fucking letter.
Edurne...
this is not a game.
OK, look. I'll try to meet the Chief Investigator
to see if Omar's shown signs of handing himself in.
And get rid of that mobile immediately,
if you don't want a 15-year sentence.
Yes?
I'm on my way to the airport, Dad. I'll see you there.
Yes, it's all ready in Madrid.
See you later.
What's up, Gorostiza?
What the hell are you doing?
Jamal is inside.
If you want to finish this, do it yourself.
What?
Is he alive?
- You said it was resolved. - It is.
- You just need to give the coup de grâce. - Are you crazy or what?
Go to hell. You finish this and don't waste my time.
You called me an "amateur".
That I was just the one who cleaned up your shit and got my hands dirty.
It's your turn to dirty yours.
Take the gun.
Take the fucking gun.
Come on.
You're not big giving orders from your office.
You think money is power. It's not worth anything.
If you don't kill Jamal, I'll kill you.
Let's calm down, OK?
Do I look nervous, Gaizka?
Gorostiza...
I'm not going to kill this bastard.
OK.
I've killed eight people, Gaizka.
Your brother being one.
Why would it be different for you?
Shall we go?
Come on.
In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
All praise the Lord.
The judge of resurrection. You we worship and you we ask for help.
Guide us to the straight path.
Of those you have bestowed favor, who have evoked your anger or are astray.
In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
The judge of resurrection.
You we worship and you we ask for help.
Guide us to the straight path.
Of those you have bestowed favor, who have evoked your anger or are astray.
In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
I'll kill you.
Son of a bitch, I'll kill you.
Guide us to the straight path. Of those you have...
You're missing Iñaki Williams and Aduriz.
Boss, I'm just trying to get us to see things clearer.
- In a different light. - No.
You're casting doubt on the case.
OK, the limp could have been a sham
but the deleted messages show that there's tampered evidence.
Then, there's the call.
Jihadists sacrifice themselves. Why would he call?
To trick us and take half a dozen of ours.
And why didn't he do it?
What happened? He fancied a cigarette and went to buy tobacco?
It's strange.
Do you want to see something strange?
Look at the whiteboard.
You have eight pieces of concluding evidence on one side
and four completely inconsistent signs on the other.
That's what you have. Do you know what I have?
I have eight corpses and calls every ten minutes
from the Security Council or the Minister asking if we have the fucking terrorist.
I feel the pressure but the case...
Let's see if you understand, we aren't on a case,
we're on a hunt.
For Omar Jamal.
You're the top hunter, Olaegi.
It's why you're doing this.
Start hunting.
I'm sorry for bringing the child.
You've already said sorry 15 times, Adila.
Just leave it.
Where were we? Ah, look,
this is called a pair.
Three of a kind.
Four of a kind means you have a poker.
But it's really difficult.
That's why it's important you learn to bluff.
What is bluff?
- Lie to them? - Well, it's a game.
Don't worry. It's a white lie.
I don't know what a white lie is.
What's a white lie?
A small lie, that doesn't hurt anyone.
For example, bring me the sweets, the ones from that first drawer,
and don't tell your mum.
Wait.
Here.
What?
It's your wage.
- For giving you the sweets? - No.
For making an old person happier.
There, put it away.
Don't you dare!
Now give the money back to Mrs. María.
- And you? - Me, what?
I honestly don't know who is more of a child.
Go to the kitchen.
I knew you weren't capable.
Getting your hands dirty isn't easy, hey?
Are you gonna kill me?
Go on
pull the trigger.
Careful with the recoil.
I'm finally finishing this.
Shit!
What happened?
He's escaped.
- What? - Jamal has escaped. Go inside.
- Go inside and don't you dare move. - Are you fucking kidding me?
What do you want?
The next time you give me totally useless information,
make sure it isn't press releases that have already come to light.
The case is under trial.
- I can't go against the law. - No.
I don't want excuses.
- We had a deal. - I don't have time for this.
Spread that I'm carrying a victim's child, go on.
- Do what you need to do. - OK, I'm sorry.
- We're just talking. - There's nothing to say.
I've already said.
Did Omar call to hand himself in?
Where did you hear that?
So, he did.
Say where you got that, or I'll arrest you.
Calm down.
I know he met a friend
who asked him to hand himself in.
What happened? Did you not tell the media you got him?
Or did he not hand himself in?
You say he met a friend?
- I want a name. - Ahmed Hakimi.
He's been missing since he met Omar.
So, did Omar hand himself in? Yes or no?
Who gave you that information?
It seems you're confused.
The question is: "What can I give you in return?".
- Edurne Aranguren, Jamal's girlfriend? - No.
So, who gave you the information?
Just tell me who fucking gave it to you.
Watch your tongue, you're almost a mom.
- Turn around. - What?
You're under arrest.
You've the right to a lawyer and to remain silent.
Arrested, for what?
Contempt, concealment and whatever else I want.
- Chief. Chief... - Shut the hell up!
You're bleeding, for god's sake.
Juan Antonio Gorostiza.
I can't take your call right now. Please leave a message.
Shit!
They're so I don't die from high blood pressure.
They're so I don't die from a heart attack.
They're so...
Why on earth do I take those?
Ah, they're so I don't die...
from a sugar spike.
Those red ones...
I take to prevent a high temperature,
but that's why you have chalk.
To get a high temperature, right?
I read it online.
OK, we'll do this.
Those tablets over there
are for my memory
so, if I don't take them...
I'll forget to tell your mum.
If you promise me that you'll tell her when you get home.
OK? Do we have a deal?
Ahmed Hakimi.
Speak to his parents, family, friends, girlfriend...
We should know if he contacted
any of them in the past 12 hours.
God.
Could you be more careful?
Could you put your phone down?
Speak to the judge.
I need a warrant to tap the phones.
Pass his photo around, set up a search
where he could hand himself in. He could be there.
I want officers deployed around Hakimi's house.
We need to figure out whether he had something to do with the attack.
- Ms. Olaegi. - Yes. One moment.
Send me anything you find.
I'm on my way.
You can't leave.
I'll call you back.
What's wrong?
You may have had a placental abruption.
If so, your baby will be affected.
Affected how?
I still can't say. We need to do more tests.
Could I lose my baby?
If the tests confirm the abruption...
yes, you would lose your baby.
I'll get it all ready.
I found something from the machine without palm oil,
it's problematic and as you're pregnant...
I only found these cookies.
There you go.
It's just to say goodbye.
- You'll want to be alone. - No...
I don't.
Why are you here?
I'm the attendant.
What?
What are you doing?
This is private property.
Hang on...
you're from the funeral.
The family of business people.
Azkarate.
Yes, of course. Your brother was one of the victims.
I saw you on the TV the other day at the ceremony.
Yes, it's me.
I'm really sorry about your brother.
What bastards.
Yes, of course.
What are you doing?
Business.
My company is thinking about buying the premises
and I wanted to check if the place
was worth our offer.
Right thing to do.
But this is a disaster, you know.
Look, follow me.
Are they seriously interested in this?
It's completely destroyed.
I really don't know what they want to do with it.
In...
I'm in a rush. Excuse me.
Yes. Of course.
We're thinking about it for...
So...
would you mind taking a selfie with me?
What?
Yes, well, to upload to Facebook,
to show my solidarity with the victims like your brother.
Well?
Of course. Yes.
But better outside, right?
- There's more light. - Yes.
I think there's plenty of light here for the photo.
Yes. Here, for example.
Let's see...
Well, thanks a lot.
I am really sorry about your brother.
"Possibility of danger." Four letters.
The second is "I."
- Risk. - Risk.
Very good. It fits.
Risk.
"Plant with fleshy leaves."
Four letters. Starts with "A." I think I know it.
I know it. Ah... My mom had one.
Aloe.
Very good.
A-lo-e.
A tough one.
"Concentrated extract." Seven letters. Starts with "E."
Essence?
Very good. E-ssen-ce.
Great!
You won't get this one, no way.
"Before cooking."
Six letters. The fourth, is an "I."
Chief.
Chief Olaegi.
We doing this together or what?
"Before cooking." Six letters. With an "I."
Oiling.
Oiling? No, that doesn't exist.
Well, yes. Oiling.
You're good at this!
You must have done lots of crosswords with officers.
You've seen me sprawled out like this. We can be informal.
I'm sure your baby is OK.
What?
I never considered something going wrong.
I must be an idiot.
That's what they call a "hormonal revolution."
I've never been afraid.
Mum was frantic when I was young.
I climbed up all the trees,
I got in all the holes...
And now I'm scared to death.
Well...
you can get used to that, it seems
that being a mum means being afraid,
until the child turns 50 years old.
Then the fear stops. But I'm not sure.
Do you have any?
I have a dog...
that hates me,
and that I'll probably abandon one day.
It's the closest to a child I have.
I know I already asked you to stay, but...
it's really not necessary.
Don't worry. I'm used to wasting time in hospitals.
Kidney dialysis.
Shit...
Excuse me. We have the results now.
We took longer because we needed to compare
some figures that were unclear.
It's a cervical growth that started to bleed on its own.
- And how is my baby? - There isn't a placental abruption.
The baby is fine.
What's that?
Chalk.
Aissa was eating chalk to get a high temperature.
What?
Why would he want that?
Because he doesn't want to go to camp.
The children insult him. They say his brother is a jihadist.
They hit him.
We have two small children.
Not just Omar.
We pay no attention to them.
We do what we can.
No, that's not true.
All we do is make noise.
What's wrong?
What are you thinking?
I think we should leave here.
- What? - I spoke to my cousin in Lyon.
He's going to find us work.
I'm not going anywhere.
We have children, Adila.
Children suffer in this situation.
We can't do anything.
I know they'll get rid of me at work.
What are you saying?
They don't want me.
They will stop talking to me.
My boss changed my job position.
You've almost lost your job.
Let's change our life. Think about the children.
Let's leave here and start over.
No, we haven't done anything wrong.
We're not fleeing.
The truth will come to light, God willing.
Even if the truth does come out, people already know who we are.
They will talk about us everywhere.
Everyone will think Omar committed the crime.
Let's leave here.
No, I'm not going anywhere.
You go, I'll stay with the children.
Edurne!
How are you?
- What are you doing? - What do you think?
Worrying about our daughter.
You're thinner.
You don't answer our calls or messages.
A lot has gone on.
We want to talk to you.
We have a proposal.
Thank you for coming with me and for Ahmed Hakimi's name.
So, you're not going to arrest me?
I'm still thinking.
When I said I could help you, I meant it.
We both know this attack has lots of loose ends.
Olaegi.
We've tapped Hakimi's phone? Who made the calls?
Understood.
Plane tickets? To where?
Alert the airport. Start the protocol.
You forgot to tell me the person who asked Ahmed Hakimi to meet Jamal
was Edurne, right?
They're to go to Manchester.
The three of us.
There's an amazing nursing faculty.
You could learn English and be a nurse.
What are you talking about?
We took out savings and Dad put the car up for sale.
Look.
You look like you haven't slept in weeks.
- You should get away from it. - Get this boy out of your head.
The boy has a name, it's Omar.
- You liked him before. - Yes.
Until he killed eight people.
- Omar didn't do it. - You need to listen.
He is a murderer.
I'm grateful for what you're doing for me,
but if that's what you think, it's best you go.
- Edurne, darling. - I told you to go.
Goodbye.
Ahmed?
Mrs. Hakimi?
No. I don't know where your son is.
OK, yes.
If I see him, I'll tell you. Yes, OK.
- Oh. - Edurne, what's wrong?
What's happening?
- What's wrong, darling? - I can't breathe.
- What's wrong?
What's happening?
Calm down.
DAD
Shit!
Yes?
Where the hell are you?
- I had a mishap. - Well hurry up.
The Japanese are here.
I can't make it. I missed my flight.
Shit!
I knew I couldn't trust you. You're an idiot.
God!
Calm down.
- Javier, do something. - What's up?
- I don't know. What? - A bag.
A bag. Bring a bag.
Calm down.
Don't worry, Dad's coming.
Breathe. Calm down.
Don't worry.
- Breathe. - Water?
Bring water. Quick!
Edurne, calm down, please. Don't worry.
Here, drink.
Drink. And breathe.
That's it, darling. That's it.
That's it. It's over.
It's over. Don't worry.
Hey!
Subtitle translation by Hayley D.