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You've been getting more letters than the football players.

Hi, Joxe Mari.

Here's a picture of me and Bittori.

She's very sick,

but she refuses to get treatment.

See...

What's the point?

She's lost all joy anyway.

She says she's holding on

in hope that you'll come around.

It's her only wish.

So I'm begging you,

don't disappoint me and apologize.

It would hurt me if you didn't.

It's 8:00 a.m. right now,

7:00 a.m. in the Canary Islands.

As we've been reporting, the Civil Guard

earlier tonight dismantled ETA's Oria Command

in an operation in San Sebastian.

Three alleged terrorists have been arrested.

Suspects included 25-year-old Joxe Maria Garmendia Uzkudun,

and 30-year-old Carlos Vazquez Teixeiro,

plus a third member was taken into custody

who has not yet been identified.

The accused were taken to the Intxaurrondo station

in the Gipuzkoa capital for questioning,

according to our sources from the anti-terrorist force.

The Oria Command,

who had been under surveillance for several weeks,

is, according to the Civil Guard,

responsible for at least three different assassinations.

According to the Home Affairs Office,

this is a new blow to ETA

following the dismantling of the Donosti Command

last summer in the Morlans neighborhood,

where three terrorists died

as a result of the shootout with the Civil Guard.

You gotta lose that as well.

'Cause we don't want any faggots here.

We'll treat you well here, hmm?

But you have to earn it first.

It's not for free.

Close it.

Have a seat.

Who else is a part of the Oria Command?

I don't know.

You don't know?

I don't know.

Really?

No!

I'll ask again.

Who else is a part of the Oria Command?!

I don't know!

Give me a name!

Answer me!

I think you know.

Txopo!

Nice friends you got there.

They said it's all your fault you got caught.

Coward.

- Traitor. - Answer me!

Useless.

They called you all sorts of things.

They sang like bastards,

specially the girl screaming.

All right.

Give me your name.

Joxe Mari Garmendia.

What about your friends?

- How old are you, huh? - Where's the safe house?

Are you the leader of the Oria Command?

You motherfucker. You're a fucking murderer.

You wanna run away to France, right?

You gonna collaborate, huh?

You gonna collaborate.

What's your mother's name?

We're gonna kill you!

So what's your boss' name?

Is he in France? Answer me!

Listen to me, you son of a bitch.

Listen closely.

We've been watching your family.

You listening?

You listening?!

What's wrong?

Cat got your tongue?

Son of a bitch!

Hmm? Cat got your tongue? Motherfucker!

You terrorist piece of shit!

All right, all right.

Calm down.

Are you ready to answer now?

You call yourselves Oria Command?

What we should do is shoot him in the head

and throw his fucking body...

Can you shut the fuck up?

Pick him up.

See, Garmendia?

My partners here wanna keep going,

but if you answer my questions, then you'll be okay.

However, I'm gonna need facts, names.

You understand?

- Shit. What's up? - Hey, Gorka.

- Hey, there. - Goddammit, I'm so sorry, man.

We're here for you, okay? You know?

If you need anything, let me know.

- Yeah, thanks. - Same goes for your parents, okay?

Sounds good? See you, man.

Cheer up, Gorka.

Gorka.

Did you come to be with your parents?

- Yeah. - Good.

You're a good son.

Your mother seems fine.

I'm worried about your dad, though.

Yeah.

Poor Joxian.

May God have mercy on him.

I don't know how he'll get over this situation.

Your mother says he's been at the garden all day,

he didn't even eat.

I pray for all of you and for Joxe Mari.

I pray to God asking that

they will treat him humanely.

Hmm.

Don't be discouraged. Be strong.

Your parents need you.

How are things in Bilbao?

Good. Good.

Okay, then.

- See you, Gorka. - Bye.

They've all been so strong.

I know Joxe Mari's strong too.

Hey, there.

Well, so you came.

Here I am.

I'm not going back home till I finish this.

What do we know about Joxe Mari?

Your brother's a murderer, that's what we know.

Isn't that enough?

Your mother's right.

I was a bad father.

Goddammit.

I could've fixed this with a couple of smacks

back in the day.

Don't you think? Huh?

This country fixes too many things that way.

So we don't know anything?

Nah, we aren't gonna be able to see him

until they've finished beating him up.

Are you in ETA?

No, Dad.

I work in the radio, I don't hurt anyone.

I wouldn't follow in his footsteps if I were you.

Look how it turned out for him.

The years he's gonna spend in jail...

Hmm.

So much blood on his hands. Did you hear what they said?

Yeah.

I don't think I'll ever see him free again.

It's gonna be 20, 30 years at least.

I mean, no way.

I'll be in the ground by then.

Dad, I have something I wanna tell you.

It's something personal.

I've been told that Joxe Mari had been seen in town

the day they killed Txato.

I can't...

I can't get that out of my head.

That's what they're saying, but who knows.

- But, Dad, listen, I... - What a coincidence, huh?

Why the fuck would he be in town

the day the killing took place?

If he did it...

I won't forgive him.

Dad, I'm living with a man in Bilbao.

His name's Ramon. Well, I call him Ramuntxo.

Just you wait.

The first time I see him, I'm gonna ask him to his face.

And he's not gonna be able to lie to me

because in his eyes, I'll see the truth.

Get yourself a glass.

On Radio Ser, "Hour 25."

The Home Affairs Minister has confirmed

that the terrorists that were arrested yesterday

in San Sebastian

had been active for quite some time.

And thanks to their arrest,

further suffering has been avoided.

The detainees are scheduled

to be transferred to Madrid tonight

for further questioning by authorities

before making a statement

in an appearance before the judge

of the National Court.

The socialist democracy meeting

will continue throughout...

Hey, Garmendia, what do you think of the Spanish flag, huh?

Man, don't be an asshole.

Ask something useful for the investigation.

All right, let's see.

Garmendia, do you have a girlfriend?

Answer, asshole!

We wanna know if you have one

and if you fuck her a lot.

These guys from ETA are all a bunch of faggots, right?

They all fuck each other.

For sure.

Oh, man.

So tell me, Mario, how did the bet go?

Uh, well, my team lost...

Hey! Wake up, soldier.

Don't fall asleep, okay?

He's falling asleep on us.

Let's go.

Let's fucking go!

How was your trip?

Have you been to Madrid before?

We're here to show you around.

Will you cooperate?

Listen to me.

It's best if you don't try to resist.

I'll ask you again.

Will you cooperate or not?

Better answer my question

or you'll suffocate in there.

Do you know "Pakito"?

Was he the one that sent you to Spain?

Were you with him in France?

Okay, soldier, give me your little hand.

Open it.

There we go. Come on.

Close it.

Strong grip.

Good.

Grip it well.

Get your fingerprints all over, you son of a bitch.

That's it.

Congrats, terrorist.

Now you're officially guilty

of killing our partner Manuel.

Come on, Garmendia,

now to the elevator.

You didn't get it?

Go up and down as if you were getting fucked in the ass.

Let's go!

Go, for fuck's sake.

Faster, asshole.

This coffee is fuckin' garbage.

Shit, I like it.

- You do? - Yeah.

It tastes like rat poison.

So you've tasted rat poison?

Give me a light.

How's your wife?

Good. Nagging as always.

And the kids?

Lorena's growing up so quick.

She looked beautiful last time I saw her.

Yeah, she's beautiful.

Joxe Mari Garmendia.

We'll wait outside, doctor.

Get undressed.

From the waist up.

Doctor...

they tortured me.

They almost killed me.

Any broken bones?

No. But...

Internal bleeding?

Uh-huh.

I'm sorry.

I can only report visible body injuries,

not subjective perspectives

or personal opinions in any way.

They've been hitting me nonstop, goddamn it.

And they won't let me sleep.

I'd save that for the judge if I were you.

Although it won't help you much.

Blood pressure's good.

Get dressed.

Fit as a fiddle.

Right, doctor?

Come on, champ, almost finished.

So you declare yourself a member of ETA?

Do you declare that all the answers

you have given here have been issued

out of free will and not under any form of coercion?

That's all.

Good.

You have to sign here.

In a few moments, you'll be taken over to the courthouse

and the judge will rule.

Have a good day.

Mom.

Baby, you look so thin.

Are they not feeding you or something?

I'm not hungry, Ma.

Did they hit you?

I was afraid they would.

I haven't stopped praying since you were arrested.

Because suing is completely useless, I've been told.

And then they bring you here.

Why can't you be closer to home,

since you're locked up anyway?

Why take it out on the families?

Hmm.

Don't you have anything to say?

Hey.

We're here to cheer him up.

If you're gonna be like this,

why'd you even come?

Patxi from the Arrano asked for a picture of you.

They're gonna hang it up on the front of City Hall.

Real, real big.

Oh, and everyone in town has been sending their love.

And saying that they're there if you need anything, too.

Oh, even Juani.

She told me to send you her love.

She's hanging in there,

with what happened to Jokin and all.

But we keep each other company.

And we support each other a lot.

We were all at the protest together when they arrested you.

Right?

I asked Saint Ignacio to protect you.

I pray a lot.

"Take care of him," I say. "Take care of him."

Thanks, Ma.

And Father Serapio also prays a lot.

He said you have his blessing.

And my siblings, how are they?

Arantxa's hanging in there.

Ainhoa is a piece of work,

doesn't sleep well at all.

Look at her, so pretty.

Hmm. I don't know.

Her husband got fired from the paper factory.

Something must have happened.

And I'm sure you'll agree it's nonsense.

Firing young men

when there's so many old men to fire first.

But, um, you know your sister,

you can't say anything.

I don't know how they're getting by.

Yeah. Hmm.

And Gorka?

Don't see him much, he's in Bilbao.

At the radio. You know, busy.

Okay, wrap it up.

- Uh... - They just got here.

Time's up. Let's go.

We'll tell your siblings to come visit you soon.

And we'll come too, every single month.

Definitely. Agur, my love.

I told my mom a thousand times

not to buy candy for the kids.

Listen, your mother's a blessing to us.

She bought us groceries again yesterday.

It's the second time this month.

I'll tell her not to do it again.

Okay, and then what are we gonna eat?

Guille, the shoe shop salary isn't enough.

I don't like her meddling in our lives.

She's in our house all day.

She's there helping out all day.

Mine could do the same sometime.

You know what, you're just being too proud right now.

What do you know about anything?

Such a fucking nag.

Don't insult me.

Come on, Arantxa, leave me alone.

- I mean it, Guille, how... - Guillermo!

Manolo.

Hi, Arantxa.

- Good to see you. - How are you, huh?

I've been meaning to call you.

They're hiring at Mamut Supermarket.

Call them, maybe they'll hire you.

Thank you so much, Manolo.

You don't know how much I needed this.

I wish you the best of luck.

But hurry up.

I have to go now. I'll see ya.

- Agur. Agur. Thanks again.

Let's go home.

Shit, maybe we got lucky.

Let's go.

I mean, no, no, no, no, I've had enough adventures already.

You're damn right you have!

So what I actually want now is a husband.

A husband and two kids.

And ideally, a boy and a girl.

And a proper wedding. A traditional one.

Like with your daddy walking you down the aisle and all that.

The classic stuff.

My dad's dead.

Yeah. Yeah, cancer.

I'm really sorry. I had no idea.

No, no, it's okay. It was a long time ago.

Seriously, it's okay. Don't worry.

- We're so sorry. - It's okay.

Nerea? Nerea?

Hey.

Go, go ahead. We'll take care of this.

Great. Thanks. Bye.

- Are you hungry? - Uh, a little.

I could go for a fish omelet,

a fat steak, some peppers too.

Nah, but, seriously, a couple pintxos, wine,

and I'm good.

We could eat now if you want.

We can go over there.

- There? - Mm-hmm.

It's where they killed Gregorio Ordoñez, right?

Yeah.

Why does that matter?

Ugh. I hated that guy.

Because of guys like him, my brother's in jail.

I'll have to pass. Come on.

You have a brother in jail?

In Badajoz. For a long time.

- What for? - What do mean "what for"?

Because of the fight. He's in ETA.

It's getting chilly.

Well, I guess we could go

in any of these other places, right?

Look, they make some fucking killer pintxos.

No. I think I'd rather go.

I'm not feeling well.

Okay, I can walk you home.

No, don't worry, it's-it's right around the corner.

- Agur. - Agur.

Agur.

- Hello? - Eneko?

Nerea?

Nerea, are you okay?

I didn't have the nerve before, but, uh...

You're gonna think I'm a coward, but, um...

I met someone else. I'm sorry.

No. No...

You have to push.

So you see,

I can't give you a hug.

Don't worry about it.

I was dying to see you, Gorka.

Well, I'm here.

Aren't you happy to see me, huh?

Of course I'm happy.

But I'd rather be seeing you in a different way.

Me too.

What?

You're here but deep down, you despise me for what I did.

Why do you think that?

I can tell Mom and Dad pushed you to come here.

I came because I wanted to.

Although I don't approve of what brought you here.

I've never approved of it.

You're one of those who think I deserve it, right?

I'll leave that answer to your victims.

Gorka, they haven't stopped beating the shit out of me

since I got here.

But that didn't hurt near as much as what you just said.

My own brother. What the fuck?

What, so you want me to lie?

Or you want me to congratulate you?

For what?

For freeing my people.

Freeing?

With the blood of others? Nice.

Crush us every day and won't let us be free.

Didn't you do the same to those you killed?

If it weren't for this glass, I'd explain it to you in a way

that I'm sure you'd understand.

What, you're gonna shoot me now?

You killed people in the name of a nation

without even asking if that's what they wanted.

Maybe we should stop.

I don't think we're gonna agree.

You started it.

Some fight for the freedom

of the Basque Country.

Others worry about having a comfortable life

and a fucking good time.

Some make sacrifices,

others take advantage.

I make radio shows in Basque

and write books in Basque.

That's my way of contributing to our people's heritage

without leaving behind a bunch of widows and orphans.

I heard you're living with a man.

You...

You've always been a little weird, but...

I didn't think you were that weird.

Mom thinks you're ashamed of us.

Well, I'm ashamed of having a faggot for a brother

who doesn't care that he's sweeping the floor

with our family name.

I live with someone I love and who loves me,

but that's like speaking Chinese to you, huh?

What could a person like you know about love?

Gorka! Gorka! Gorka!

Endika, cut it out.

Hello, hello!

Oh, wow, buddy, that's a fast car, huh?

Hi, sweetie.

Mwah!

Hey, baby.

What's that?

I wanted to say I'm sorry.

I know I made it really hard for you,

when-when I didn't have a job and...

I thought I'd get you a flower.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

You know what I heard today?

Zamarreño is now a councilman

with the Conservative Party at City Hall.

Zamarreño, the guy who told me about the job.

- Remember? - Of course I remember.

You're not thinking about going into politics, right?

Me? No, no, no, no.

Never. No.

You should go get some bread.

We're having lunch with my parents,

but we need bread for dinner tonight.

Sure.

And take Endika,

because he's getting on my nerves.

- Hmm-mm. - I have a lot to iron before we leave.

Okay. Endika?

Come here, champ.

We're going to the market.

- Coming! - Let's go.

Come on, Ainhoa.

Let's get you dressed, we're late.

Come on.

This guy's got some nerve.

Never park on the sidewalk, Endika.

He should get a ticket.

Hey, Manolo.

- What's up? - Hey, little champ.

How's everything?

It's good. How about you?

Good. Good.

I'm sorry, we have to get going.

Ah, no problem.

- See ya. - Later.

Let's go.

- Good morning. - Morning!

Endika, you're so big.

Come here, let me give you some candy

before your dad says anything.

Yeah. Do you have marshmallows?

You're spoiling him.

Ainhoa! Ainhoa! Ainhoa!

Mommy.

Oh!

What happened? Are you okay?

Are you okay, Guille?

Manolo...

Manolo...

Zamarreño?

Yeah.

Ah, yeah, Angelita.

They killed him.

We're okay.

- Motherfuckers. - They killed him.

Zamarreño.

I can't talk right now. The kids...

They killed him!

Those fucking cowards.

Come on, Ainhoa, I'll braid your hair.

Endika, sweetheart, bring the brush, please, honey.

Those fucking disgusting nationalists.

- They killed him! - Motherfuckers!

Here's a Spanish man for you!

You can kill me when I'm buying bread!

Wait for me here.

You motherfuckers!

- Cowards! - Guille!

Like you did with him!

- Guille, they're gonna hear you! - Cowards!

Let them fucking hear me!

You don't live by yourself.

Fuck.

They fucking killed him.

I thought it was your father.

He's not back from the bar still, I tell you.

Hey. What, the cat got your tongue?

Okay, come on, give Grandma a kiss.

Let's see.

Oh, my. Who braided your hair like that?

Leave your things in the bedroom.

Your husband not coming?

He wasn't feeling well.

You don't care about being this late?

Go wash your hands.

We're about to eat.

Well...

if you're all done, you can help me clean up.

Who's dead?

A friend of Guille's.

Holy shit.

The one who helped him get a job.

Jesus.

What is it?

Nothing.

What's for dessert?

Custard.

Who wants some?

- Me. - Me.

Festina is trying to build a team

that will win the three big laps.

Its three leaders will be Zülle, Dufaux and Virenque,

and that'll be a problem on the Tour

because the Frenchman feels capable of winning it.

They'll have to talk it out and figure things out.

Why didn't your father come for lunch, hmm?

Some bad men just killed a friend of his.

So that's why he didn't wanna come.

He's been home crying all morning.

Well, what kind of man cries that much?

What, honey?

Grandma says Dad's a crybaby.

Good afternoon. Only 15 kilometers left

for the end of the race...

Arantxa.

Hey!

What did you say to my son?

What did you say to him about the "bad men"?

What did we say?

It was a miracle that I didn't just lose

a son and my husband this morning.

They both walked right by the bomb

half a minute before the explosion.

We don't fight against the innocent.

So, you're fighting?

Oh, should I congratulate you for this morning then?

Your husband's little friend was a councilman in the opposition.

Are you going insane?

He was a good person.

- He had a family. - He was an oppressor.

Have you forgotten that you have a brother

rotting in a damn Spanish prison

because of "good people" like him.

Look, your son...

the one you're so proud of,

is a murderer.

That's why he's in jail,

because he's a terrorist!

I'll say that again.

Because he's a terrorist!

Not because he spoke Basque, like you told Endika.

You liar! You're nothing but a liar!

What do you have to say about my son?

What do you have to say, huh?

He's a soldier who risked his life

for the Basque Country!

- Come on! - What do you have to say?

Go and tell that to your son's victims, huh?

Explain it to them.

I dare you to look them in the eyes!

Look, listen.

Those... Those are...

Those are your husband's friends. Yeah?

So he can go!

Why don't you ever call Guillermo by his name?

Does it hurt to say it?

Sure.

I guess you think he's also an oppressor.

He's not very Basque.

He was born here!

Just like me and you!

"Hernandez Carrizo."

He doesn't even know a single word in Basque!

Oh!

Ainhoa, Endika, we're leaving.

No, no, don't leave.

Forget it, Dad.

I don't know how you could stand her all these years.

Arantxa...

Arantxa.

So here we have the first of the four groups...

- He said just that, - "Your mother is charming."

I'm charming?

Oh, yeah, snake charming.

I almost asked if he wears a suit and tie

even when he goes to bed.

Well, you should start getting used to him,

'cause I plan to marry him.

We'll see.

If you manage to keep him from being stolen.

So, you think he's handsome?

- Yeah, too handsome. - And elegant?

To me, he's just one more on the list.

Okay, Mom. Talk to you later.

Yeah, okay.

- Agur. - Agur, agur.

Hey.

So sorry I'm late.

You could at least try to be careful.

You don't have to rub it in my face that you're with someone else.

Nerea, we talked about this.

And you accepted.

You didn't give me a choice.

You know I hate lying.

So if you can't handle it,

maybe it's best if we broke up.

Some people vent with other things.

I do it by having sex.

Nerea...

This has nothing to do with us.

Damn it, I love you.

You're my Nerea,

the only one.

The others don't mean anything to me.

What if I did the same thing?

I never said you couldn't.

I'm gonna go get a drink.

These fuckers are out here again.

Quique, be quiet.

These fucking murderers are protesting again?

Is that better?

I still think the same thing, even if I say it quietly.

I have a call.

- What number? - My house.

- 9-4-3... - Okay, okay.

Hello?

Not in Basque.

- Joxe Mari? - Yeah, Mom.

It's me.

The line dropped.

- How are you? - You know, I'm here

waiting for your call.

It took you a while. How are you?

Okay, good.

That's good.

I'm glad. Hey!

They paid you the most beautiful tribute

the other day.

With bertsolaris and everything.

They sang some beautiful verses.

There was txalaparta music too.

So nice. Very moving.

And all of them

said to send you much love,

and they'll raise as many banners as you want.

It gave me so much strength and joy,

not like that Patxo guy who was with you.

What happened?

He's held in Caceres II, right?

He's a traitor.

He signed a letter with the other repentants.

Him too?

They pull their pants down, honey,

just so they get some benefits.

Juani asked me,

"Hey, is Joxe Mari gonna sign?"

I told her, "Joxe Mari signing? Are you nuts or what?"

You should've seen my face.

I don't think she'll ask me that again. Hmm!

By the way, did you know

that her husband died? Josetxo.

No, I didn't know.

Terrible cancer.

Couldn't get over his son's luck.

Yeah.

And Dad, how's he doing?

And Gorka?

Gorka? He's...

He's with...

He's just with his...

with his little friend.

You know.

I don't even ask anymore,

since I just seem to annoy everyone.

Even your father.

Now he's visiting Arantxa's family in secret.

He thinks I'm stupid and don't know.

So you're not visiting Arantxa?

She's the one that left.

Slammed the door.

If she wants to see me, she knows where to find me.

Hey, Ma, it's beeping already.

- Wha... Agur. - Mom.

Your time's up.

For fuck's sake.

According to Navarra's Delegation,

it happened around 12:25 at Santo Domingo Square.

Two people are dead.

It seems it was two National Policewomen

who died as the result of an explosion

using a car bomb...

What are you doing?

Don't change it.

...and a fourth person,

who apparently worked for Telefonica...

Those sons of bitches killed two more people

just because they wore a uniform.

Motherfuckers.

Shh. Guille.

The kids are trying to sleep.

So what? What's the problem?

I can't talk in my own house or what?

Or do you actually want me to shut up

because your brother is a murderer like these guys?

Leave my brother out of this.

You know it bothers me.

Well, I hope he rots in jail.

You take that back.

Take it back, my fucking ass.

You're gonna defend that fucking murderer now?

Less than a week ago, we were at the anniversary

of Zamarreño's death.

What did you go for?

Were you just pretending or what?

Guillermo, enough, please.

I never should have fucking agreed

to give my children Basque names.

I shouldn't have.

Why are you bringing this up now?

And all of that just to please

that goddamn nationalist grandmother

we don't even talk to anymore.

I'll tell you one thing, Arantxa.

Those children are Spanish and I'm Spanish, too.

- They're gonna hear you. - Well, let them fucking hear, then!

Can't I just fucking be Spanish in Spain, huh?

Right now you're being a fucking fascist piece of shit!

And a drunk too!

Yeah, that's it, leave!

You fucking leftist asshole!

You want dinner?

I guess.

If you don't mind having me.

Don't say something like that.

How could I possibly mind?

Come in.

Sit. Have a seat.

What's with the smile?

Just let him smile.

At least one person in our family can.

Yes. Yes.

It's me.

One moment, please.

I wanna talk to Amaia.

Sorry, who?

Amaia.

- Is she there? - Who's calling?

Uh, Gorka, a friend of her father's.

Just a minute, please.

I'll wait.

Hello?

Amaia?

Yeah?

Hi, it's Gorka.

I can't believe I finally found you.

How's California?

Look, your father had surgery,

and, uh, don't worry, he's fine,

but I wanted you to know.

Amaia?

Amaia, the call got cut off.

- No, we didn't get cut off. - I hung up on you.

Don't call me anymore.

I don't care about that man at all.

- Who were you talking to? - You heard me?

With your daughter.

She told me to say hi.

You're a terrible liar,

but I appreciate you trying.

Your ex messed her up,

but she'll get over it eventually, you'll see.

Forget that and watch.

...according to President Zapatero

who asked to speak after the debate,

It's a historic day.

We're expanding opportunities

for happiness for our neighbors,

for all of our coworkers,

for our friends,

for our family members,

and at the same time, we're building a country...

Well, maybe once I'm feeling better

I'll surprise you and ask you to marry me.

...because a decent society is one that...

Uh-huh?

Well, you're gonna have to do more than that

if you think I'm going to accept, hmm?

Really? Like what?

Just so you know, her state might be shocking.

Please stop trying to protect me.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna storm out of here.

It's Arantxa.

What are you gonna say?

Are you gonna ask her about Mom?

I don't know. I just wanna see her.

We have stuff in common.

We both had a shitty life.

We'll have plenty to talk about.

Sometimes her caregiver is with her,

other times her mom.

I'm telling you in case you don't wanna run into her.

Arantxa?

Hmm...

Hi.

Hey.

Relax, don't strain yourself.

Xabier told me everything.

Hmm.

I wanted to see you.

Shitty luck, huh?

"I'm happy to see you."

Me too.

How are you?

"Not good." Of course.

What a stupid question, I'm sorry. I suck.

Hmm.

Guille left you?

Don't you have two kids?

I'm sure you're super proud of them, right?

"They're what

"I love

"the most in my life.

"They live with him,

"but

"I see them a lot.

They turned out like me."

Well...

the years are starting to show.

Mm-mmm.

I know you live back in our hometown

and you often see my mom.

Hmm.

"I'm so sorry...

about her illness."

Yeah.

Xabier and I have been trying to help her.

Especially him, he's a big mama's boy.

"The greatest...

"regret Bittori has

"is dying...

"before my brother...

asks for your forgiveness."

Well, yeah.

She lacks that comfort, yeah.

"I'm...

"putting pressure on

Joxe Mari."

- You write him? - Hi, pretty girl.

You have a visitor today?

Yeah.

We're old friends.

Oh, great.

Well...

I was...

I was about to leave.

- I loved seeing you. - Hmm.

I'll come back another day.

Yeah.

Agur.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hey, Mom! - Mom!

- Hi. - So good to see you.

How you been?

- You look strong. - You look good.

Oh, Ainhoa, Endika.

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