- Is it doable? - Everything is doable.
How many casualties?
As few as possible, but it must look real.
Messages can't delete themselves, Edurne.
Who would delete them?
Whoever is working so hard to set your boyfriend up.
Deleted messages would prove someone is tampering with evidence.
How about the phone call?
Jihadists die, they don't surrender.
Omar got a message to me for us to meet.
I knew I was being watched, so I asked Ahmed
to go in my place and ask him to surrender.
Evidently, he didn't do it.
They aren't cops, Ahmed.
They could accuse you of collaborating with a terrorist group.
- He got away. - What?
Jamal got away. Get inside.
Would you mind taking a selfie with me
to show my solidarity with the victims like your brother?
Let's leave and start anew.
No, we didn't do anything.
You forgot to tell me who asked Ahmed Hakimi
to go meet Jamal...
It was Edurne, right?
Get the car from the tow yard,
go to the gas station, about 400 meters away,
then leave it at the café.
My men are waiting. They'll get it done.
Why do I have to go?
Send one of your thugs.
The car is in your family's name.
They'll release it to you right away. It'll take longer if I send someone.
The trunk will soon start to smell.
All you had to do was pull the trigger.
But you put on a show to draw attention to me.
Why?
Because I called you "amateur".
You know what?
You are an amateur,
and you're fucking incompetent.
Hi.
1647 HRZ.
Could you repeat it?
Of course. 1647 HRZ.
I'm in a hurry.
You said "1647 HRZ", right?
Yes, three times already.
Is there a problem?
The vehicle has been released.
What do you mean by that?
Someone already picked it up.
How come?
- Are you sure? No... - 1647 HRZ.
It was released at 8:48 this morning.
Ok.
Could you tell me who picked it up?
Sorry, I'm not allowed.
You're not allowed? That's my company car!
C'mon, it's my car.
It was released to an authorized individual.
Oh, "authorized".
- Who authorized it? - That's all I can tell you.
But I need you to tell me.
I'm sorry. It's against data protection laws.
Tell me who picked up my car!
It's OK. Another moron.
C'mon, Iker. C'mon.
Here we are, honey.
C'mon, Iker. Get in.
OK.
Damn annoying!
...Jihadist cells operating in Europe or Africa...
...logistics on the Bilbao attack, allegedly perpetrated
by Omar Jamal, the most wanted man in the continent.
Hakimi's whereabouts have been unknown
for more than 24 hours...
Ahmed!
Son of a bitch!
...indicate that he has left Spain
with Jamal. The working theory is that
neither has left the Peninsula.
As for Edurne Aranguren, the girlfriend of the alleged terrorist,
she spent the night at Ertzaintza's facilities
after being arrested yesterday afternoon
at her house in downtown Bilbao.
The 20-year-old woman has been in a relationship
with Jamal for over a year, and she was with her parents
at the time of the arrest. We were informed
that she had a plane ticket to the UK.
Everything seems to indicate that Aranguren will be charged
with assisting a terrorist group, and could be convicted
to more than 20 years in jail.
You have the right to an attorney.
Should we call one?
In this case, I'll only ask once.
Have you talked to Omar Jamal recently?
No.
Ahmed, me again. I've been calling you.
I'm freaking out. Call me when you activate the phone.
Tell me if you talked to Omar, please.
Whatever he's decided, I want to know he's OK.
I need...
You used a shady prepaid phone.
Good idea. But you left five voice messages.
Big mistake.
This recording is conclusive evidence.
You could get 8 years for aiding and abetting
and 15 to 20 for collaborating with a terrorist group.
It depends on the judge.
Omar wanted to surrender.
You knew that, right?
He called.
He changed his mind, we don't know why.
Here's what I think...
Omar contacted you.
We know it was through someone else.
You're smart and you knew we were watching you.
So you asked Ahmed Hakimi to meet Omar in your place
and ask him to surrender.
Am I wrong?
- A cow? - Yes, a cow.
For milk, got a problem with that?
It's weird to take a cow to a desert island.
So, do I have to bring something? Dessert or something?
Whatever you want, except a cow.
Edurne...
Tell us who contacted you for Omar,
and I'll tell the judge to consider
the fact you're collaborating in the investigation.
Edurne...
you're so young.
Twenty years in jail is a long time.
You'll be in your forties when you get out.
You'd have thrown away your best years.
I'll let you think about it.
You called Gaizka Azkarate.
I can't answer right now.
Leave a message and I'll call you back later.
Gaizka, it's me.
My men said you didn't go to the gas station. Is there a problem?
Call me.
The girl is about to cave in.
It's just a matter of time.
We don't have time.
Jamal is in Madrid. We must send a team there.
Get the girlfriend talking. My men will take care of it.
They've made experienced jihadists talk.
Edurne Aranguren is worth more for her actions than her words.
We could keep interrogating her,
find out who was going between her and Omar,
keep her in custody, charged with this and that.
- Or... - We could let her go.
Are you crazy? As you just said,
we could charge her with so many things.
We know Omar Jamal has contacted her.
He loves and trusts her.
If he did it once, he'll obviously do it again.
Under surveillance, she'll take us right to him.
Edurne is worth more on the outside.
The Secretary of State won't allow it.
What if the media gets wind of it?
I'll worry about the Secretary of State and the media.
She's free to go.
A spokesperson for the Ministry of Interior
didn't confirm nor deny
Edurne's alleged implication...
Did you hear about Edurne?
That's why we needed to talk.
Zakir, tell Dad what happened.
...is currently considered confidential...
Zakir, please.
...indicate that the young woman could...
What happened, Zakir?
You have something to tell me?
...and obstruction to justice.
Omar called me at school...
and he told me to ask Edurne
to go meet him.
What are you doing?
We're all in danger and it's your fault!
- I didn't do anything. - He was the go-between.
Omar contacted him.
What could he have done?
Call the police? That's his brother!
He's the brother and now everyone...
is to blame for this attack, Adila. All of us!
May I come in?
We drink mint tea. Would you like some?
Yes, it's delicious.
If it's too strong for you, I can water it down.
It'll be OK. Thank you.
You're wondering why I'm here.
I don't even know myself.
I suppose...
I'm looking for answers.
To which questions?
Why did my son die?
Some questions are left unanswered.
Just as there is unexplained kindness,
there must be unexplained evil, too.
But, my son's death...
the death of all those people...
they have a cause:
your religion.
Your holy war, or whatever you call it.
It's my religion, not my war.
Killing in the name of Allah
doesn't make sense to me either.
You know...
When...
In kindergarten, Gorka
bit another kid once.
I thought it was strange.
Gorka was such a good kid.
Well, silly me.
All mothers see their kids that way.
The thing is...
all I could do was say I was sorry for what he had done.
My duty as a mother.
You expect me to apologize, but I can't do it.
Your son bit another kid.
My son didn't kill yours.
I kept telling myself you're not your son.
I was wrong.
You're just like him.
A monster...
Instead of soothing the pain of another mother,
you'd rather hide behind your lies.
You don't want me to soothe your pain.
You want to see me on my knees.
When someone finds solace in the pain of another,
that's when they become a monster.
I hope I'll see you burying your son as I've buried mine.
Get out of my house right now.
Don't come near my family again.
I told you to leave!
Out!
Leave!
- Let me go! - Out!
Get out of my house!
I guess...
you called the police, right?
There are so many things I can't explain...
Even if I did, you wouldn't understand.
Nobody could.
Of course I get it, Gaizka.
I know who that guy is.
I understand everything.
I thought you hated your brother...
but you're avenging him with your own hands.
I'm sorry about how I've treated you.
I was wrong about you...
I'm truly sorry.
I didn't call the police.
I was about to...
but I recognized the guy on the TV,
the driver's accomplice.
Then I got what you were doing.
You fucking lost it, Gaizka.
You must promise me you'll stop now.
These people are dangerous.
You've messed with one of them.
Leave it to the police.
They should find
the driver of the van
and all the accomplices.
Gaizka...
promise me you'll stop now, OK?
Promise me you'll let it go.
I promise you.
I have to...
I have to get him out of here.
Aranguren. Edurne Aranguren.
Arrested last night.
Has she been charged? Did she make a statement?
A friend. They won't let me in.
OK, I'm not her friend. I'm her father.
Hello?
Damn it, Edurne!
What happened? How are you?
They let me go.
They did? Fuck... Did they treat you right?
- What a relief! - Yes, they treated me well.
Have you talked to your parents?
I called them, they're so shaken, but...
Don't worry. They're coming to get me.
Damn, Edurne. It was my fault.
I talked to the Chief Investigator. I told her that Omar and Ahmed met.
I didn't say you had arranged it, but...
she found some calls.
I thought she'd ask questions, not arrest you. I called, but...
Don't worry. Everything's OK.
It was dumb to leave those messages.
They didn't charge me, at least.
I rushed over, didn't even take the dog for a walk.
When I get home,
that place will be a pigsty. Edurne, listen...
Come with me. I got to show you something...
It's my theory.
It's a shitty theory,
just nonsense, but it could lead to something.
Eche, I'm going to Madrid.
Madrid?
What are you looking for in Madrid?
Don't tell anyone, OK? Omar is there.
What? Where did you get that?
I overheard the agents talking as they got the paperwork for my release.
I must go to Madrid and help him.
Keep working on your theories.
You must find the truth and when I find Omar,
we can prove he's innocent.
It's a trap!
They're using you as bait, Edurne.
They arrested you as a suspect, then they let you go?
As you're about to leave, you overheard some agents saying that Omar is in Madrid?
Edurne, that's confidential information, under secrecy.
Agents aren't stupid enough to mention it in front of a suspect.
They could get fired or go to jail.
Edurne...
If you go to Madrid, they'll catch you.
Omar is there.
- What else can I do? - Stay here.
If you go, the police can't keep you safe.
Edurne...
There's no talking you out of it?
No.
If you need help or need to talk...
leave a draft message in this account.
Don't send it. Save it as a draft.
Don't take too long.
I hate when a student is such a headache and sends me straight to dialysis.
You called Gaizka Azkarate. I can't...
Ready when you are.
There must be a misunderstanding.
The team will go to Madrid, but you'll stay.
No, I won't.
I'm the team leader.
You can lead it from Bilbao.
You have no authority in Madrid.
Everyone in Europe is after Omar Jamal!
Sorry, it's about the jurisdiction.
You know what?
Shove your jurisdiction where the sun don't shine!
I'm going, whether you like it or not.
I'm afraid you're not, Chief.
Ertzaintza has taken care of it from the beginning.
- You shouldn't underestimate our role. - I'm not underestimating.
Everyone must play their role.
You have a lot to do here.
Locate Ahmed Hakimi,
find out if there are others, and who's supporting them.
We won't stop working on it. You have my word.
I just don't agree these tasks should be carried out by Chief Olaegi.
- She's been on the team... - I don't expect you to agree.
I expect you to follow my orders.
This has just been posted to social media. It's on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.
"We're offering 200,000 euros
to whoever has information leading to the arrest of
Omar Jamal, culprit of the Bilbao attack."
This is under your jurisdiction.
Take care of it.
Even though Ertzaintza is yet to make a statement,
sources close to the Azkarates confirmed the reward
posted to different social media.
They are offering 200,000 euros
to whomever has information on Omar Jamal.
The main requirement is that the information
must lead to the arrest
of the alleged terrorist. Omar Jamal
hasn't been seen since 22nd August,
even though police forces have assured
he will soon be arrested. This isn't the first time
there's a reward for
helping catch a...
Across from it.
Not around the corner. Across from it.
Let's see, where are you?
My phone! He stole my phone!
Motherfucker!
MOSQUE
It's my phone. Can I answer it?
Yes, but speak Spanish.
- Hello? - Said.
Said, it's Omar. It's me.
Omar Jamal. Don't hang up, please.
Said, I need help.
I didn't do what they're accusing me of. I'm innocent!
They arrested my girlfriend. What do I do?
Said!
I know it's been over ten years,
but you're the only person I know in Madrid.
Help me out of here. I beg you!
I'm begging you, Said.
Said?
No, thank you. I don't need a credit card.
Said!
Enough, man! Stop it!
- You're killing him! - What did you think, moron?
What were you thinking?
Your phone.
- I know this guy! - What? How do you know him?
Fuck!
- He's the terrorist. - What terrorist?
- What? - The terrorist!
From the Bilbao attack.
Fuck! Let's get out of here!
- Let's go! - No!
- Let's go! - You go and call the cops.
- Fuck! Get out. - Shit!
- Listen! - Let's go!
Call the fucking cops. He killed eight men.
Go and fucking call them. Now!
- Get out of here! - No!
Call them and we all blow up.
I have two kilos of explosives around my waist.
Dial a single number and I'll blow the three of us up.
Phone on the ground!
Now!
Your wallets, too.
I know where you live.
Call the cops and they may get me,
but my friends will come for you and your family.
Could you tell me what happened?
Have you lost your mind?
They killed my son.
Give me a better reason for me to lose my mind.
What were you thinking? A reward?!
I want the killers to pay for what they did.
- What's wrong with that? - Nothing.
But you're acting like the mafia.
Are you worried about your image?
People know exactly who you are.
I don't care about my image. I care about our business.
He's my son.
I don't need your permission to seek justice.
You're wrong.
You're using the company's name.
You can't make a decision like that
without running it by me, by our attorneys,
and above all, by the shareholders.
If the shareholders don't mind when you spend money on your whores...
they won't mind if I spend it on catching my son's murderer.
Sorry if I came unannounced, but I must speak with you.
You can talk to this lunatic.
You might have more luck than me.
I won't go back on the reward. You're wasting your time.
Offering money for information is a horrible idea.
I'm afraid I don't agree with you.
Rewards often defeat the purpose of police investigations.
They only make our job harder.
Your job...
If you were doing your job,
the murderer would be six feet under, like my son.
I understand, but I can assure you the reward
won't get us any closer to our objective.
It is my duty to ask you to cancel the reward.
What happens if I don't?
You'll make something up to arrest me?
You'll arrest your unborn baby's grandma?
I know who you are, Ms. Olaegi.
My husband and son tried to hide it from me...
but they're not very bright.
So you understand I'm invested in catching this bastard.
So, do it...
and once you've done it...
I'll withdraw the reward.
Is your mother home?
No.
Have you ever had one?
Want to try?
Muslims can't drink alcohol.
The Quran says:
"You must not pray under the influence."
It doesn't mean Muslims should never drink.
Maybe drinking isn't good for you...
but it's much worse...
to hit someone you love.
When you talked to Omar,
did you get a feeling he did it?
That he killed all those people?
I knew you couldn't go through with it.
Getting your hands dirty isn't easy, huh?
Got a shovel?
What do you want?
I want to apologize.
Because you're sorry, or because of the reward on your son's head?
I'm truly sorry.
You're a bad liar...
but I'll take it.
Will you withdraw the reward?
Of course.
When you apologize to the mothers of all the victims.
In public.
Let me know which TV station you'll be on.
Gorostiza, this is a bad time.
What do you mean?
Where did you go? My men told me
you never showed up at the gas station. What happened to the package?
I took care of the package.
What do you mean, you took care of it?
Listen, I'm off to Madrid.
I'll give you some numbers you can call.
No, I told you it's been dealt with.
I can do it on my own.
Everything. Give me everything.
Whether you think it's relevant.
Yes, all eight of them.
So I can have the information. You know how it goes.
Every year, there's the usual story
with victim profiles and all that shit.
Listen. Yes, I'm working on it.
Tell them a story.
You've got the balls for it.
You'll rip your pants one day, man!
Fuck! I'll call you back in a bit, OK?
Fuck!
What a turd!
You've outdone yourself.
Let's see.
But...
What the fuck did you eat?
Chief, this man insisted on seeing you.
Comfortable?
Would you like some snacks?
You know how hard it was to see a good pair of tits when I was a kid?
I'd ask my mom for some ice cream money,
then I'd order the hardest one to reach.
It was disgusting, tasted like sour milk.
It didn't matter, because I knew Paqui,
the shop attendant, had to bend all the way forward
to scoop it up.
Paqui loved low-cut shirts.
You know what happens with all that cleavage.
So...
I still play dirty to this day.
I find a way to get what I want without anyone noticing.
I'm good at that. But don't you think...
No, really, you're a master at it, ma'am.
Hats off to you.
- Where did you get this mic? - Manola found it.
She's the dog that lives with me.
I'll spare you the shitty details.
You already know where I found it.
You put it there yourself.
Gorostiza thinks we're idiots.
He's omitting information. I don't know why or when,
but he's gone rogue.
He planted an illegal mic on my source.
I know he did it. I saw the same mics in his briefcase.
It won't surprise me if he's listening in
on Jamal's and Edurne's families, even on us.
This guy is laughing at us.
He's putting us down.
They don't want you in Madrid.
I talked to everyone there, even the Secretary of State.
There was no way.
Now, what?
We'll learn about the investigation on the TV?
We were lied to from the beginning.
Maternity leave.
You can't go to Madrid to carry on with the investigation.
But there's no law stopping you if you want to travel while on leave.
I haven't been to the capital in ages.
There's always something left to see, like the Prado Museum.
If they play dirty, so can we.
Will I be able to trust anyone there?
Only me.
The Secretary of State promised me I'd be updated on Aranguren's every move.
I'll share it with you in real time.
You can be her shadow, but if they find out...
I'm on my own.
The girl got on a bus an hour ago.
If you catch the next flight, you'll get to Madrid before her.
Enjoy Madrid.
I'm in. You're sure she's here?
I'm sure.
Gorostiza's men are there too.
- Don't draw attention to yourself. - You should've told me that
eight months ago, boss.
I see her.
- Have you located her? - Affirmative, sir.
Don't lose sight of her.
Tonic water.
Gorostiza's men are everywhere.
Be extremely careful. If they see you, you're done.
There are too many people, and agents at the door.
She doesn't seem to be looking for anyone.
I'm sure she's meeting him.
Hi, gorgeous.
Are you alone?
Get rid of this slimy guy.
Hey...
Are you alone?
I'm buying.
Come on! A shot, a beer...
Sir, she went into the restroom. What do we do?
Nothing.
There are no windows or air ducts. She can't leave.
There's only one way in and out.
She's still in the restroom?
Yes.
Are you sure she didn't leave?
I'm sure.
Agents at the door, did you see her?
Negative, sir.
- She's been there for too long. - Way too long. I'm going in.
No, don't draw attention to yourself.
What do we do? Should we take action?
Go in.
She left. I repeat, she left.
Excuse me.
Are you Said Yasir?
Yes.
I know women are not allowed into the men's worship area. I apologize.
I'm Omar Jamal's girlfriend.
He used to come here about 12 years ago.
I know Omar, but I've lost touch with him. I'm sorry.
Here's my number.
If he calls you, please give it to him.
He's alone and afraid.
He needs me.
And I need him.
Omar told me you taught him to kick with his left,
making him wear one cleat.
You remember, right?
And you did his math homework.
He sucked at it, and his dad used to scold him for that.
You also helped him after his grandpa died.
I won't put my mosque in danger for Omar.
I'm not asking you to.
Yes, you are.
If I help you, my congregation and I could go to jail.
It's not the first time it's happened.
We know how it goes.
We're...
in their crosshairs 24/7.
The police have eyes everywhere.
You, too...
You could be a mole.
Maybe you're wired.
Do you see any wires?
Omar?
- A cow? - Yes, a cow.
For milk, got a problem with that?
It's weird to take a cow to a desert island.
I love you!
So much!
Subtitle translation by Rafa L.