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WHEN NO ONE SEES US

I let everyone down.

You, Samuel, my mother.

- I'm sorry. - Róber, it's all right.

Beating yourself up won't help.

It's important to do things right from now on, you know?

Yeah.

You still got time too.

I can't get out of it, Clau.

Maybe ask for help.

Even if it's not my mother's.

The lawyer says if I confess I made that shit up,

I'd get a couple of years.

But I'd be free after.

That's not confessing, that would be a lie.

- Once again. - It'd be the last time.

I'd do it for you.

What about for you?

Andrew Taylor, 44 years old.

Reddish-blonde hair, light-colored eyes, 5'10'', athletic, and with a mustache.

He drives a black Mitsubishi pickup, license plate 66-23-BSA.

He's armed and possibly wounded.

Gorricho, one checkpoint on the 360, at this spot.

Abende, you guys go with 871. Here and here.

Just make sure you're taking precautions, this guy is smart.

Taylor's a bit peculiar, but he is not a killer.

He cut her femoral and she bled to death. You really believe it was an accident?

What I believe is that right now you're jumping the gun with this.

I know.

I want your man in cuffs as soon as possible.

Maca, I can't talk right now.

Hold on. What?

Why home? What...?

Macarena, what's going on? Macarena!

You leaving?

It's urgent, my wife is pregnant, I'm sorry.

We need you here, colonel.

EPISODE 8 HOLY FRIDAY II

Maca.

Drop the gun.

And kick it to me.

Gently.

Maca, are you okay?

- He's not gonna hurt you. - Well, no.

- That depends on what you do, Colonel. - Tell me what you want, Taylor.

There's a C-259 flying to Incirlik Air Base

in two hours, and I want on it.

They're just refueling. They won't allow for a crew swap.

- You can get me on it. - That's beyond my control, Taylor.

Even if I wanted to.

I see.

- So this is how it ends, huh? - Hold on! Hold on.

You killed an OSI official, Taylor.

They're not gonna let you get away with that.

Why don't you just turn yourself in, huh?

You don't want more blood on your hands. You don't wanna do this.

- Don't you move. - All right.

And I'll pay for what I've done when my time comes.

Maca.

You son of a bitch.

Just do what he says, please.

Hang in there, honey. Everything will be all right.

Okay, you know what? Let's count to three. Huh? One...

Don't do it, Taylor.

...two...

Ah...

I...

I'll get you on that plane. Okay?

You make that call now.

Yes, please. If you talk to him, tell him to call this number, okay?

Thank you.

- Taylor hasn't stopped by the base. - We should be there.

They don't know where the colonel is.

Call the hospital. His wife had an emergency.

CIVIL GUARD

All right, guys. What a horrible day, but it is what it is.

We're putting checkpoints at all of the exits.

I want the rest of you patrolling entrances to the city center.

We have a Rapid Response unit on the way, as well.

I'm sure you're aware, I can't stay to coordinate

because I have to go to the Holy Burial today.

And from now on, everyone's on the radio. I want to hear you all speaking.

Now, you need to remember our target happens to be very dangerous.

He's armed and he's not a local. Nobody plays brave here.

I want order and composure.

Today is Holy Friday, the whole town will be out on the streets.

So we locate him, inform everyone and await orders. Understood?

Questions?

Then go get him.

I'll take sector 8.

Lieutenant, Taylor is military.

He'll anticipate the checkpoints.

Take two cars, no more.

You stay here, María.

- Me? - Yes, you.

You wanna learn more, right? Well, I need you here.

Tell the Americans we're coming now.

They're gonna stop us.

- You'll never make it to the base. - No, you're gonna make sure I do.

You know what this is?

This is Johnson's phone.

That's your future. And that's your family's future too.

Don't want your daughters to know you through glass.

So yes, I am gonna make it to that base. You understand?

Just keep driving.

Pick it up.

Colonel Hoopen.

Sergeant Miller, here, sir.

There are three Civil Guard cars at the base gate.

Awaiting instructions, sir.

Very good.

- Everything's ready. - I certainly hope so.

Because you're getting on that plane with me.

What the...? Turn it around.

Turn the car around.

Turn it around now.

Do not go! Do not go!

Stop the car!

All right!

Hide me in the shadow of your wings.

From the wicked who deal violently with me,

from my deadly enemies who surround me.

You will lift me up out of this net which they have secretly laid for me.

My heart will not fear.

Though war break out against me, even then I will be confident.

He's getting away!

Target has entered the city center.

We've lost him. I repeat, we've lost him.

The target has abandoned the vehicle,

repeat, he's crashed and abandoned the vehicle.

Sister Angeles de la Cruz Square.

Vehicle was sighted in the northbound lane.

License plate number is 14-14-LT.

It's Gutierrez, the target's now moving on foot in the center.

I repeat, target's now on foot.

Shorter strides.

Left ahead.

Left ahead more.

Good, good.

Back to the left.

Good.

More relaxed between steps.

Steady walking.

Slightly longer strides.

Left ahead.

Come on, straight ahead.

That's the pace, we'll keep that pace.

Left ahead.

Shorter strides.

Good, good.

Attention, I have him 82 feet in front of me, on San Miguel.

- Where, Leiva? I can't see him. - In front of you, on your right.

Keep walking forward. Straight.

I've got eyes on him, right near San Ignacio.

Going after him.

Do not intervene, only locate him.

Do not intervene under any circumstances.

Víctor?

He got away. He has nowhere to fucking go.

I'm counting on it.

Good evening. Civil Guard.

Everyone, can you listen to me for a few seconds, please?

Father, clear the church as soon as possible.

Don't even think about it, you son of a bitch.

You know what, fuck this.

Civil Guard. You're under arrest.

Come here.

Will I see you when I'm out?

I was thinking of studying abroad.

Great idea, nothing left here.

What will you study?

Not sure.

The law? Get me out of there.

You won't spend all your life in there, you know.

My mother said a few years at most.

You'll visit home, won't you?

Now and then.

But not often.

Can you do one thing?

When you're around, turn on the bike.

So the battery isn't fucked.

Sure.

Can you also check on my mother? She's not well.

Yeah. I'll go see her.

Well...

Take care of yourself in there.

I'm afraid there's nothing we can do sir.

We're still analyzing the information.

No. Not yet, sir.

Of course. I'll tell Lieutenant Canales to call you.

Well, I'm sorry too.

Have a good day, sir.

- That the base? - I'm so sick of them.

Because of Lieutenant Castillo?

They no longer bother me with that. Can't say I've moved on from it, though.

The admissions into Judicial have just arrived.

María Yagüe.

Yes, reporting for duty.

You have no ties in any way to Captain Yagüe, do you?

With my father? Well, a few ties, yes.

- Your grandfather? - Colonel Emilio Yagüe.

I told you I was Civil Guard by family tradition.

Now that we're colleagues, will you finally answer that question?

What question?

What'd you join the force for?

To suffer.

I suppose that's one reason.

♪ From La Frontera, people ♪

♪ Its hills of limescale and olive ♪

♪ From La Frontera, people A holy town in its nights ♪

♪ Your brother town Morón ♪

♪ I ask you only once Morón of my loves ♪

♪ I ask you only this time ♪

♪ Take no one away when no one sees you ♪

- All right! - All right.

Bravo!

Well...

So finally Corporal Martín has ceased to be a corporal.

And that, as you know, well, it can really only mean one thing.

Yes, this round is on me, okay? I got it, I got it.

Long live Sergeant Martín!

- To the sergeant. - To Martin.

- Congratulations. - Thanks, buddy.

Well, sergeant's great, but on the third try, hm?

Hm?

- Got lucky cause of the third try. - Yeah, right, on the third try, yeah.

Anyway, it seems really difficult, right? Becoming a sergeant.

Because my cousin,

well, he's been on the force for 15 years and he hasn't tried once.

Oh, you're Leiva's cousin.

Yeah, Mari Carmen.

- Hello. My name's Víctor. - Yeah, yeah, yeah I know.

I know. I know.

Yeah, all these months were pretty rough, hitting the books,

living a monk's life and, that was all I did, but that's it.

I got it all done. From now on, a bit of freedom.

- Right. You're free. Free like the wind. - Yeah.

Like when we toss the ashes of the dead over in the orchard.

- You know? - Yeah. Yeah, I know.

Would you be into going for a drink one of these days?

Or even tonight, maybe.

- Tonight? - Yeah.

No way, I need to get this assistant job.

I've worked hard for a while to get it, like you.

Now I don't have any time.

I mean, it's like, whenever I think about it, I start freaking out,

and I have to walk away.

- Why is she leaving? - I don't think she's interested.

- What happened, what the hell? - What'd he say to her?

I've been thinking about something.

Now I'm scared.

To go abroad to study.

- Where exactly? - Outside Spain.

The Erasmus.

First you have to finish high school, pass your classes.

Yeah, well I always study. I never leave the house.

- Basically I'm a nun. - You have come a long way. I'll say that.

You sure you don't mind if I leave?

That's how life is. I left too.

But without Grandma you're all alone.

You know the best thing about leaving?

- Having sex with anyone you want? - Besides that.

I began to learn to miss my mother.

Our battles were constant, it was horrible,

though when I left the house, I understood that we were the same.

Well, maybe that's why we argue a lot, because we're both so alike.

I won't like leaving you.

I won't let you move that far.

Are you gonna visit?

Sure, to argue.

Every week.

I think I've been spoiling you, sergeant.

Well, I am a regular.

- A demanding one, for sure. - Yeah, that too.

You won't leave here yet, right?

Disobeying authority isn't something I would do.

Or obstructing justice, right?

- I think this is abuse of power, sergeant. - Don't worry, I'll take out my badge.

So, do you have a warrant?

- What I have is the urge to fuck. - Hm.

Tonight, I don't want you to call me "sergeant."