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A van entered
the pedestrian area in the town center

ploughing through dozens of passers-by...

This isn't my blood, it's my brother's.

We grabbed a coffee on one of the terraces

and the van ran him over.

Omar Jamal!

- Mom!
- What's happening?

Let go of my son!

Omar Jamal, 23 years old, born in Tangier.

He fits the lone wolf pattern.

Apparently integrated.

They should hang them all in Plaza Nueva.

Sons of bitches.

MURDEROUS MOORS

...Omar Jamal, ten years in Spain,
seven in the Basque Country...

I've got the terrorist's girlfriend.
The inside scoop.

Don't worry, he will be ok.

I know you don't want that.

I'm a woman
and going to be a single mother.

I've got all I need
to file a discrimination complaint.

One of the injured has just died.
Gorka Azkarate.

Omar would never kill,
not for Allah, not for anyone.

He gave me a car for my birthday.

Why would he give me a car
if he intended to kill all those people?

That's not Omar! It can't be him!

Omar Jamal's whereabouts are still unknown

and according to reports,
Europol and Interpol

have activated their security protocols...

I'd go with the double button.

That suit didn't fit him well.

He had recently put on some weight.

That's true, I could tell.

- Had he stopped exercising?
- Yes, you know how work was...

Yes, of course I know.

What about a tuxedo?

I've never seen a corpse in a tuxedo.

The jacket, then.

No, Gorka couldn't stand waistcoats.

What if we put him
in something less formal?

Don't tell me you want
to bury my son in sweats.

No. I didn't...

Never mind.

I think we should go with a business suit.

That sounds good.

He looked very handsome in the grey.

- With a white shirt and pink tie.
- Blue would be better.

It brings out his eyes.

His eyes are going to be closed, Concha.

Mom.

I was looking for you.

Dad and I were talking
about the funeral home...

There's nothing to say about that.

Listen.

I know you don't want Gorka's wake...

My son isn't going to a funeral home.

In my family, we hold the wake at home.

We've always done that...

and we'll do it with Gorka.

As you wish.

Have you chosen a suit?

Yes.

The grey one,
a white shirt and the blue tie.

Pink.

- The blue one is better.
- Pink.

I'll take it to the funeral people.

Did your dad tell you about the funeral?

- No.
- I don't know what he is thinking.

The families of the other victims called.

They wanted you to say a few words
in honor of everyone at the ceremony.

I don't think that's a good idea, Mom...

Those people have lost
as much as we have, son.

We need to respect their wishes.

I already told you, he hurt his ankle
the night before skateboarding.

It was at least a second-degree sprain.

The guy in the video
took off running from the van.

He couldn't have run like that,
he would have been limping.

Did you go to a hospital for treatment?

No, I'm a medical orderly
and it was one in the morning.

- I took care of him at home, iced it.
- As an orderly,

you didn't think it would be a good idea
to get an x-ray or some other test?

I've seen tons of sprains
and strains and broken bones.

I don't need an x-ray to identify them.

What's wrong with you?
I'm telling you you've made a mistake!

So what if he has the same jacket?
Tons of people do.

It couldn't have been Omar,
you've got it wrong!

You need to calm down, ok?
You're free to go home.

Don't leave town
and don't talk to the press.

Hello, I'm the girlfriend of the...
Of Omar Jamal.

Hey, hey! Get this on tape!

Did anyone else see him limping?

Just his mother. But she and the girl
could be in on it together.

Besides, I spoke to
a couple of orthopedic surgeons

and both agree that, after the incident,
in an adrenaline rush,

he could have run like a gazelle,
even with a broken fibula.

Keep the girl under surveillance.

If Jamal's dumb,
he might try contacting her.

Consider it done.

Olaegi.

What?

She's giving a statement
right outside the front door.

Get her out of there immediately.

Omar didn't kill anyone.

Anyone who knows him knows
he can't hurt a fly. It's impossible.

He was hurt
and in the video the guy is running,

it's not him, it's a lie.

So it is a lie that
the intelligence agency has proof

- that your boyfriend is the murderer?
- Yes.

How do you explain the fingerprints
found in the van?

I don't know about the fingerprints,
how they could have...

How does it feel knowing
your boyfriend is a jihadi terrorist?

Are you Muslim?
Do you share your boyfriend's ideas?

No. I'm not...

- Have you talked to his parents?
- Please, stop filming.

Two agents of the Ertzaintza are escorting
Omar Jamal's girlfriend away,

who decided to...

You should talk to Aissa.

He's reading a blog
on the computer talking about Omar.

I already told him
everything he hears or reads is a lie.

Omar isn't a monster.

That blog doesn't say he is.

It says Omar is a hero.

Dammit!

...and that jihadi cells
operating in Europe or Africa...

- You wanted to see me?
- Yes, over an hour ago.

I got tied up
with the funeral service, I'm sorry.

You weren't able to convince your mother

about the funeral home, were you?

No, she was very clear
she wanted Gorka's wake at home.

Well, you'll have to be more persuasive

if you're going to take over the company.

In this company, convincing is everything.

Your brother...

Your brother is no longer with us.

And his seat is empty.

Our investors wouldn't want to see

an old fogey like me taking charge again.

What was it about me not having
what it takes to take the reins?

I don't match up and...?

Do you really want to do this now?

I know you've dreamed
about running this company

since you were little.

And that it crushed you
when I named Gorka as my successor.

Go ahead...

fulfil your dream.

Show me I was wrong
in choosing Gorka over you.

Very good. Let's get to work.

A few months ago,
your brother bid on a deal in Japan.

A freeway on the island of Okinawa.

A Japanese branch office
will visit our offices in three days.

These are the files.

Look it over and we'll discuss it
after the funeral.

You would have rather it been me, right?

The one that died in the attack.
You'd rather it been me instead of Gorka.

Mr. Azkarate, the notary is here.

There is a problem with the will.

And you'll get in this position
when the contractions start.

Breathing is very important here.

Breathing needs to be smooth, relaxed, ok?

We breathe in through our nose, smooth,

we slowly breathe out
through our mouth...

We'll also ask our partner
to help us in this position, ok?

My partner is here to help me.

Because it's very good if your partner
can massage your back,

since it's an area that hurts
a lot during contractions.

So, we'll get into this position...

So, not only soft breathing,

but in through the nose,
out through the mouth...

And our partner...

Olaegi.

If you want the scoop on the gallery,
forget about us.

We decide the communication strategy,

and we're not going to lie.

I'm sorry, I have another call.

Olaegi.

No, no, I didn't say that.
I meant accidents,

abandoned vehicles, reported thefts,

anything out of the ordinary.

Call me immediately if you have something.

Boss, you have a phone call.

The family of one of the victims
in the attack, the Azkarates.

Put them through.

Her?

What the hell is your problem?
Don't you have work to do?

Honestly, she's as tame as a koala...

Did I say koala? I meant a stuffed koala.

Kids? She loves kids.

And she's crazy for babies,
they're her weakness.

Her maternal instinct is off the charts.

Yes, yes, of course,
that's the trend these days.

Look, let's do this.

I'll bring her
and you try it out a few days.

Sorry, I'll call you back
in a few minutes. Thanks.

- What's up? How are you?
- You said you wanted to help me.

Yes, of course,
and I wasn't lying. Of course.

I saw you on TV earlier.

I was pathetic,
but it was good for something.

It made me realize I'm alone in all this.

Eche, I know you're going
through a real hard time

and your only interest
in me is making some money.

You can have it all
for all I care, I don't want a cent.

I think you've got
the wrong idea about me.

No, I'm not wrong.
I did some research on who you are.

But especially who you were.

I read about the girl
who was kidnapped ten years ago.

You were the only one
who believed the mother's story.

Yes, that case ended my career.

Well maybe this one
will help you get it back.

My question is, are you willing
to help me prove Omar is innocent?

We have to paint
a different picture of Omar in the press.

Get away from the monster profile,
make him human.

Ok.

How do we do that?

With an in-depth interview with you.

- Done.
- And another with his parents.

Ok, we can arrange that.

A list of friends, family,
classmates, flings,

ex-girlfriends, personal photos,
messages, emails.

- I want to know everything about him.
- Anything else?

No more talking to the media.

From now on,
I'm the only journalist you'll talk to.

Me, and nobody else.

Agreed.

Do we have a deal?

Deal.

You're very quiet, Adila.

What's on your mind?

What?

You aren't going
to ask for a raise, right?

I'm sorry, Mrs. María.

I'm thinking about personal matters.

We'll sit here on this bench
for a while...

and you can tell me.

- How are the boys doing?
- Imagine.

I couldn't imagine if I tried, dear.

Today I found the youngest
reading a page that says Omar

is a hero for killing all those people.

- What did you tell him?
- What could I say?

His brother didn't do it

and whoever did it
isn't a hero, he's a murderer.

To have to say that to a young boy...

What a world!

I'm sure Omar is safe and sound.

They'll soon discover it was
all a mistake, you'll see, Adila.

I'm really afraid
they're going to kill him, Mrs. María.

I'm scared to death.

- Hi mom.
- Hi.

Son...

What are you doing here?

- That's how you greet us?
- I haven't heard anything from you.

Shouldn't you be working?

- We wanted to talk to Adila for a moment.
- Then talk.

- In private, if you don't mind.
- Such secrecy...

Adila.

If they insist on sticking me in a home...

you have my permission
to throw them in the water head first.

Look, Adila, there's something
we wanted to talk to you about.

You've been with our mother
seven or eight years.

- At least ten.
- And we're very happy with you.

And more importantly,
she is very happy with you.

But you have to understand something.

With everything that's happened,
people are talking.

- And it could affect Mom...
- When do you want me to leave?

Right now.

- We'll pay you the full month.
- And your severance package.

And we've decided
to give you a little extra

for how good you've been to our mother.

We wrote you a recommendation letter
to help you find something.

We really care about you, Adila.

I hope you understand our situation.

She's our mother.

Can I say goodbye to her?

We'd prefer to tell her ourselves,
find the right moment.

I'm sure she'll be upset.

- You understand, right?
- Yes.

I understand everything.

Give her a kiss for me.

And don't forget to give her
her blood pressure medication.

She needs it in half an hour.

And she has a blood test tomorrow at 9:30.

She can't eat beforehand.

Good morning.

I have an appointment
with Chief Investigator Olaegi.

The Chief Investigator
stepped out a few minutes ago.

Oh, well...

I'm the lawyer for the families
of the victims in the attack.

We had talked about establishing

communication between
the Ertzaintza and the families

to inform them about developments
in the investigation before anyone else.

What those families
are going through is unspeakable

and we want to avoid
the press informing them

of any specific circumstance,
you know what I mean.

I told you she stepped out.

In fact, she went to meet
with one of the families.

Oh really? Well, they didn't tell me.

I really don't understand it.
Could I ask which one?

Honestly...

Just so I don't have
to write in the WhatsApp group.

So some of them don't get upset
that others are meeting

with the Chief Investigator
behind their backs.

Right now, those poor people's
sensitivity is off the charts.

They aren't just the victims' families,
they're people too.

Ms. Olaegi, thank you for coming.

- Hello, Koro.
- Hello.

- My condolences.
- We appreciate it.

Please, take a seat.

We know you are investigating the attack,

so we won't take up much of your time.

This is Gorka's will.

Page three.

Gorka left part of his estate
as a monthly allowance

to a biological son who will soon be born

outside of his marriage.

Your son.

We don't want you to feel judged.

I am sure you both
knew what you were doing.

I don't know what to say,
I... I didn't expect this.

You don't have to say anything, Koro.

We just wanted you to know
you have our full support

beyond the allowance that Gorka left you.

Whatever you need.

There is one sensitive matter,
Ms. Olaegi.

My wife and daughter-in-law
know nothing about this.

And we'd like to keep it that way.

Almudena has just lost her husband,
and my mother's lost her son.

They don't need this upsetting them.

I'm sure you can understand.

The truth is I'd like
to forgo the allowance.

Don't be stupid, Koro.
Being a single mother is very hard.

You could use the money.

It's Gorka's wishes.

I taught him to take responsibility
for his actions, and that's what he did.

- Our notary...
- I said I don't want the money.

If you'll excuse me,
I've got a lot of work to do.

You shouldn't smoke.

But if I didn't smoke...
you couldn't take drags off me.

I don't smoke.

I would love
if you could stay here all day.

- You're a worse liar than lover.
- Hey, hey...

I mean it.

- Come on, stay.
- I can't.

Please...

I have to be at the station in an hour.

You spend way more time
with the bad guys than with me.

Probably because they aren't married.

Olaegi.

What model of van?

When was it deregistered?

Send me the address, I'm on my way.

Antúnez, a van was found
in a crash on local road 298.

It was deregistered over a year ago.

There's no sign of the driver
and no one reported the accident.

It might have nothing
to do with the investigation,

but bring the forensics unit.

Get the exact location from Ezquerdo.
I'll see you there.

Chief Investigator Olaegi?
Juan Echevarría. I'm a reporter.

I'm sorry, but our spokesperson informs

the press about developments
in the investigation daily.

I know, but I would like to talk to you.

"Off the record", you know what I mean.

I have nothing to say to you.

I'm an old dog,
I've been doing this a long time

and I know how things work.

I mean the press-police relationship,
you know what I'm talking about.

Give and take.

Take and give.

I have Omar Jamal's girlfriend
eating out of the palm of my hand.

I'm the only one she trusts.

If you help me,
I'll tell you about her every move.

She's in love. Puppy love, passionate.

And it wouldn't be far-fetched
to think that son of a bitch

might try and contact her.

Stay away from her or I'll arrest you
for obstruction of justice.

WAITER - WAITRESS

Did they find him?

What happened?

It's from when they came in
looking for Omar. Come in.

His room's been destroyed.

They took his computer.

His music, books, clothes, everything.

This is insane.

Did the police tell you anything?

If Omar calls,
to tell him to turn himself in.

That it was the best for him.

I don't care what they say.
I'm not turning in my son.

Adila, listen. Listen closely.

I am going to prove
Omar is innocent, I swear.

But to do that, you need
to do something for me.

- You and Ibrahim.
- What do you want us to do?

I need you to talk
to a reporter who wants to help us.

If I didn't think
he could help Omar, I wouldn't ask.

This morning,

I saw you on TV defending Omar
in front of the whole world.

Ask me anything, I'll do it.

Omar?

I can hear you breathing, Omar.

I know it's you.

All of this was a big misunderstanding

and I am the only one who can
get you out of the mess you're in.

You have every cop
in the country looking for you.

Sooner or later, they'll find you.

And when they do, they'll come after you.

You're public enemy number one.

Tell me where you are,
and this nightmare can end.

I give you my word.

Trust me, Omar.

Did we get him?

I'll be right back, honey.

Your mother always has to get her way.

I suppose I should congratulate you.

You're now company president.

Was it too much to ask that you waited

until he was cremated
before announcing it?

I told my father that, I swear.

But he wanted to reassure the investors.

I want to ask you something.

- Anything you need.
- Don't speak at the funeral.

I don't want to listen
to you lying to everyone

saying how much you loved him.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Go to hell, Gaizka.

You can fool everyone else,
even your father. But not me.

I'm asking you to have the decency
of not insulting your brother

by speaking at his funeral.

As you wish.

I'll call the other families to tell them.

You're not calling anyone.

Gaizka is speaking at the funeral.

Before your husband,
the man in this casket is my son.

If you don't want to hear Gaizka speak,

it's as easy as not entering the church.

DREAM

Now, I'd like you to tell me
what Omar was like as a child,

when you were in Tangier.

He was a normal boy, like any other.

He liked playing football
with his friends in the neighborhood.

Did he get good grades in school?

Was he particularly good at any subject?

He got average grades.

He liked drawing.

He likes drawing.

I can show you a drawing if you want.

Very well.

In this neighborhood you lived in,

were there people
who sympathized with radical Islam?

If there were, we didn't know them.

But you're saying there were.

I don't know, that was a long time ago.

Of course.

To finish up...

If Omar was proven guilty...

Omar isn't guilty.

There is a lot of
incriminating evidence, Mrs. Jamal.

There is no evidence in the world
that can make me believe

my son committed this atrocity.

What if he tells you himself?

If Omar looks you in the eye and
tells you he's the one who murdered

those eight people run over
the day before yesterday?

That won't happen.

That's what the parents thought
after the terrorist attacks

in Paris, Nice, London,
Berlin, Barcelona...

And you, Mr. Jamal?

Do you believe in Omar
as much as your wife does?

Is mom here?

She ran away from home.

It looks like the vehicle hit the boar,
causing the accident.

And there's no sign of the driver.

No, we searched a 500-meter radius
and found nothing.

If they were badly injured, they could
have gone kilometers before collapsing.

Expand the perimeter. Search 2,000 meters.

Guys.

Two kilometers.

Do you have a knife?

A nine millimeter.

That rules out the accident theory.
Get it tested.

For testing, it's urgent.

Understood, yes, I'll tell her right away.

Chief.

A homeless man told a patrol

a man broke into the cabin he sleeps in.

They showed him photos
and he identified Jamal.

He claims he was wearing
an explosive belt.

Tell them we're on our way.

Send a backup patrol.
And the explosives team.

LOCATION

WE GOT HIM.

...FIRST STATEMENT... BILBAO BUTCHER...

...MOTHER KNOWS... 20 YEARS AGO...

...GAVE BIRTH TO...

...MONSTER.

The good stuff, I swear.

The interview with
the terrorist's parents was worthwhile.

And there will be more.

Hey, one more thing.

Would you like
to set a price for the whole package?

If you go piece by piece,
it's going to cost an arm and a leg.

I'll make a killing,
but I don't want to take advantage.

I'll send it now, but give me
an answer within the hour.

I've got other papers lining up,
I'm not bluffing.

I'm sending it right now.

Juan?

Come with me.

Your creatinine is through
the roof and plasma flow is critical.

Worst of all,
the uremia appears to be irreversible.

How long do I have left?

We're going to give you daily dialysis

and as of today,
you're at the top of the transplant list.

The problem is you have
a terrible blood type, Juan.

And that limits your chances.

How long do I have left?

I don't know, we'll wait.
Let's not get carried away.

Cut the crap.

Without a compatible donor,

three months.

Four at the most.

You scared your children to death.

They deserve it.

Mrs. María, I know you are
very upset about what happened.

But your children only want
what's best for you.

You're what's best for me.

How long have those fools
been looking for me?

You found me on the first try.

Of course, you know me
much better than they do.

I spend more time with you, that's all.

Us old people have nothing but time,
Adila.

Did you know when they hired you
to take care of me,

I told them I didn't want a damn Moor?

I was very angry at them

because they didn't want to take me in.

When they told me they hired
a foreigner to take care of me...

It was like a punch in the gut.

I was a fool, I know.

And I'm sorry.

- You have no reason to be sorry.
- Of course I do.

You gave me nothing but love from day one.

That wasn't in the contract.

My children are idiots.

They can't fire you.

Your salary comes from
my dearly departed Conrado's savings.

And that money is mine, not theirs.

Mrs. María, I really appreciate it.

But I wouldn't want to cause conflict
between you and your children.

I'll be expecting you tomorrow morning...

at the usual time.

If you are even one minute late...

I'm docking your pay.

I'm going to call your children
to tell them you're ok.

Let them suffer another half an hour.

Somebody else
must have seen him limping.

I don't know, ask Ahmed and his friends,
they hung out on Saturday mornings.

I can't believe
no one else saw him limping.

Someone else must have seen him.

I'll call you later, ok?

...the alleged perpetrator
is still fugitive.

National Police, Guardia Civil
and Ertzaintza are working together

to capture him.

The three police corps are calling
for civilian cooperation to help find...

Here are the interviews I did with you.

I'm not going to publish them.

I can't help you prove Omar is innocent.

I can't help you because he isn't.

We had a deal.

I know, and I'm sorry.

I committed but I couldn't follow through.

Your boyfriend killed all those people.

He'll end up getting shot in the head
or blowing himself up somewhere.

Edurne...

you're just a kid.

You've got your whole life ahead of you.

Stay out of this shit.

Grab some clothes and hop on a train
to take you far away from here.

...the King Felipe VI will say the
opening words to the ceremony.

The Lehendakari, who's spent the day
looking over those injured...

Miracles don't exist, Edurne.

He's not here.

Grab the belt.

Put down your weapon.

Put down your fucking weapons.

You're making a mistake.

Get down on the ground.

Hands on your head.

I suggest you take out the wallet
from my jacket pocket.

Agent Juan Antonio Gorostiza,
from Intelligence.

I'm afraid we're in the same boat.

When you kill a human being,

you don't just take everything they have.

You take everything
they could have in the future.

That's something
I heard a while ago in a movie

and it seems completely accurate.

Arantxa, Urko,

Miguel, Iñaki,

Ana Isabel, José Ángel, Maite

and Gorka.

Everything they had was taken from them.

And everything
they could have in the future.

And I'm...

I'm not talking about material things.

I'm talking about
what all of us here today...

gave them

and got from them.

Friendship...

affection...

love.

They're not here anymore.

But we are.

It will be an uphill battle.

Because a part of ourselves
has been ripped away.

Can it be done?

Anything can be done.

You just might not like how.

- I'll agree to whatever you have planned.
- Don't be so sure.

But we owe it to them...

to get up and continue with our lives.

- There's no other way?
- There are many.

But all of them lead
to you spending the next 30 years

in the clink accused
of first-degree murder.

Lives that...

will never be the same.

But we have to live happy, hopeful lives.

Because that is
the best way to pay tribute to them.

To Arantxa...

Urko...

Miguel, to Iñaki...

José Ángel...

to Maite...

and to Gorka.

You have the most to gain from his death.

Everyone knows you don't get along.

A sudden death,
violent or not, points to you.

If we don't rise up, they win.

If we don't rise up...

we lose.

But most importantly,

if we don't rise up,

the deaths of our family and friends
will have been completely in vain.

In a jihadi attack,

no one looks at who benefits
from anyone's death.

They know who the enemy
is and what they killed for.

A jihadi attack
doesn't raise any questions.

They have their weapons.

But make no mistake.

Because we have ours.

How many people will die?

As few as possible,
but it has to look real.

You say you want to get back the life
your brother stole from you, right?

This is what it is going to cost.

Their weapons are loaded with lead.

Ours...

are loaded with love and also forgiveness.

I don't want to forgive them.

They took my daughter.

They killed my little girl.

My girl...

My girl...

Oh, my girl...

They should all be killed.

All of them, they should all be killed!

I don't want to forgive them.

My girl...

My daughter...

My girl...

Oh, my girl...

Freedom was
a basic principle of Romanticism.

Many of the Spanish
Romantics had to go into exile,

like Espronceda and the Duke of Rivas.

One of the main
European Romantics, Lord Byron,

died in Greece where he had gone
to fight for freedom.

Can anyone tell me
what his most famous work is?

Zakir Jamal, please come to the office.

You have a phone call from your father.

I repeat, Zakir Jamal, to the office.

Well, Zakir? Go on.

- Hello?
- Zakir.

Don't be scared.

It's not Dad, it's me.

Listen closely.

Subtitle translation by
Megan Mundt, Antonio Humanes