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Carmen Street?

Yeah, you can't miss it. Down there on the right.

- Thanks. - No problem.

Hi.

Is Emilio home?

Who's asking?

A friend of his.

What do you want from him?

Are you his mother?

We were in Soto together. I'm Santi.

San“?

Come in, come in.

Modesto!

Give me a hug.

You were so good to my Emilio. I know all about it.

Modesto!

Come in. Modesto!

And he came with the broken toy, he was just a little boy:

"How can I fix it?"

The toy was broken and too old. It was worthless. And I said:

"Emilio, toss that thing."

And he looked at me with those little kitten eyes

and said:

"Toss it where?"

And obedient. A good boy.

The best.

Then the friends he made at age 14,15...

Hortensia's nephews. She's got a hardware store...

I'll never forgive them.

If he'd met you when he was younger...

That's growing up in a small town.

You adapt to whatevefis around you, that's all.

When is he getting out?

Any day now. He has pneumonia, but very slight.

Pneumonia?

His liver is wrecked. That damn hepatitis.

Always setbacks. And he has a lung infection.

Very slight, very slight.

Not so slight if he's in the hospital.

Santi, what happened?

No, I burned myself with a blowtorch in my work shop.

My daughter's home.

Hi, princess.

Look at the time.

It's when I get off work, what do you want?

Here, I'll serve you.

And say hi, we have a guest.

- Hi. -Hi.

He's Santi, your brother's guardian angel in prison.

- The famous Santi! - Yes.

You still should have called.

Did you wait for me? No. So don't get mad.

You can only get mad if you wait.

- Will you visit your brother? - Of course she will.

Then take Santi with you.

I have to work, but I'm off tomorrow.

You're staying here.

Yeah, we have two beds.

You made it with yogurt and what were the arms made of?

Play dough and also orange.

The arms and legs too?

It didn't have legs.

Oh, you didn't make legs. What about the head?

Orange.

Good morning.

- Mommy, Mommy! - Doctor!

Doctor...

Here...

Hold this.

Come with me.

- Can you? - Yeah.

Come on.

Hi.

What's up, man?

Careful, careful, careful.

Damn.

You look awesome.

Jesus.

How long have I been here?

My buddy and my sister didn't even know each other

and they already have a kid.

- Are you my nephew? - No.

He's the doctor's son.

She fainted and they took her to the emergency room.

The doctor with the pretty eyes.

Look what I brought you.

Damn!

Our window to the world in the pen.

I had that photo in Soto.

I left it with my buddy to take care of it for me

and give it back when he got out.

When did you get out?

On Wednesday.

He showed up at home yesterday.

I slept at your parent's.

In your bedroom.

Lucas! Come on, champ.

You're quiet.

Are you talking to me or your phone?

Mommy fainted.

Is that true?

No, my blood pressure dropped a bit, that's all.

Maybe you're pregnant. That would be...

No, Andrés.

They tested me.

I don't know who's at the paper but I might have to close up.

Damn it. Sorry.

Yeah, this is Andrés. What's up?

I'm having dinner.

If I have to go, I will.

The time it takes me to get there.

See you soon.

All set.

9922.

That's your PIN.

February 9th.

How do I call my mother?

What's her number?

944...

150444.

- That's it? - Yeah.

Mom?

Mom, it's Santi.

Fine, fine, here at the beach.

Well, that's news. ll always rains there.

How about you? How are you?

How was the trip back with Asun?

I already told you, I am coming back.

I don't know.

I don't know. Hold on a second.

What the fuck are you doing?

Damn. Sorry...

Mom, don't cry.

Of course I love you.

It's hard for me too, Mom.

Yeah. Yeah.

Of course I miss you. Why wouldn't I?

Mom, don't cry.

Yeah.

Give Asun a kiss for me. I love you guys.

Bye.

Well?

It's fucked up.

They went to pick me up when I got out of jail...

And the trip all the way home by themselves...

It's fucked up.

And they don't understand me.

They don't understand why I came here.

What will you do?

I don't know.

Going back home right now...

I don't know, it's a lot of things.

Are you going to stay here?

You've always been weird.

What's that over there?

We've always called it the spa.

It was built by the guys from the Rodalquilar mine.

When I was a kid Valdemontero hired me to watch it.

One time some German punkers snuckin.

It belongs to Valdemontero?

Valdemontero. He owns the supermarket in Las Negras.

His grandfather ran the mine.

But they never come out here.

They always have problems with squatters in summer.

And the place for sale next to it?

It's for canoes.

It closed. It was a lousy business.

Nobody comes here in winter.

Damn! This place looks so clean and tidy.

I always keep it clean, Dad.

Here, this is yours. You earned it.

For working this month.

But I'm living here.

In my home, you're my guest. In the van, my employee. Take it.

I'll take it.

I only wish I owed it to you.

You have no idea, son.

Okay, thanks.

Half of this is yours.

I'll keep it for you.

Mine goes in here,

and yours in here.

All set.

My ride is pretty nice, huh?

It's both of ours!

It's a gift, it's all yours.

No, it's both of ours.

Yes there will be a party. It's my birthday.

No, I decided you're not having a birthday this year.

No birthday for you!

Hi!

Mommy!

How are you, sweetie?

What happened, Marina?

You didn't pick up Lucas at school

They called me, I called Alfonsina. She took him to the hospital

but you weren't there.

I left early.

Right. And she brought him to the paper.

Mommy! I'm having

-a birthday party, right? - Of course.

But not yet.

Do you want to visit Grandma this weekend?

- Yeah! - Yeah?

- In Madrid? - Sure.

I told you. I said we were going this weekend.

I told Juanjo I'd help him clear thrush.

Lucas and I will go.

I promised her a while ago.

What was I going to say? Do you know what time it is?

Yeah, at the Cerro Negro.

Okay-

Bring two.

He'! -

Sit down. Have a beer.

No, thanks. Got any fish leftover?

What happened to all the fish we brought you this morning?

I sold it. Everybody decided to do their shopping today.

There's some left.

Is this him?

Santiago. He can be trusted.

Yeah, like the other one.

My son Emilio's a waste. Justa's the one who ripped you off.

I pay on time every month. And I'll keep it clean.

If you want me to leave,

-give me an hour to pack up... - Half an hour.

45 minutes.

Gotcha.

Gotcha. Gotcha.

Look, there she is.

Grandma!

Lucas, sweetheart.

Look at you!

- Hi, Mom. - Hi, Marina.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

Surprise!

- Look who came! - Come on.

Let's go home.

What's up?

What happened?

Jesus“

What's that blood, honey?

Nothing, a car accident victim came in and nobody was around...

Are you okay?

I'm going to take a shower.

You're not going to turn it off'?

You take Lucas.

Marina. I was calling you. Where were you?

In the administration office.

Come on, I'll go with you on your rounds.

- I don't have rounds today. - Why not?

I'm taking a few days off. I used my vacation time.

Vacation time? Are you kidding?

Not vacation time, because Arranz wouldn't let me,

but I'm taking a few days off. I need some time to myself.

- What for? - For me.

If Cafiete won't go to Seville, go yourself.

Samuel will drive you and you cover the gas.

Call me after the press conference.

I need to know before I go to press.

What if Cafiete goes?

...Santiago Argote Bengoa

has been released from prison.

Call him and ask him and then tell me.

I think it's awful.

I can't even watch the footage

because I put myself in the shoes of the family members

of people killed by ETA.

My opinion is shared by many people in this country.

These criminals are especially cruel

and should be treated severely according to their actions.

Santiago Argote Bengoa...

For example.

He murdered a military officer in front of his 8-year-old daughter.

Why don't we ask her what she thinks about him being released?

Clearly we're talking about a murderer.

But he's a murderer who has complied with the law.

Okay, time for bed.

Sleep tight, darling. I love you.

Big kiss, sweetie. Bye.

...Spanish law which contradicts the European Human Rights Agreement

and the Parot Doctrine is applied.

Therefore, as established by the Penal Code

in 1973, those who have served the sentence

imposed when they were judged,

if penitentiary benefits have been applied, must be released from prison.

That's what's happening.

But this is something our society will have to analyze...

COMMANDER GARCIA SENTiS MURDER TRIAL READY FOR SENTENCING

MURDERED WHILE STROLLING WITH HIS DAUGHTER IN 1987

Yes, but it's hard to overlook the severity of the crime.

DOUBLE SHIFT I'LL BE HOME TOMORROW

How can you ask the victims to stay calm?

The families of the victims.

I'm not defending society's resentment...

Can anything be analyzed without staying calm?

I don't think so.

We need calm, but terrorism is so deeply rooted in our conscience...

FORUM FOR TERRORIST VICTIMS

I SAW THAT SON OF A BITCH IN LAS NEGRAS

AT THE CERRO NEGRO RESTAURANT

DEATH TO ETA

You can't incarcerate a feeling, the law doesn't apply to feelings.

The feelings here are clear, they're awful.

But he served his time and there's nothing more to say.

Okay, make it 250. See you later.

- Modesto? - Yes?

Andrés Velarde, from the Voice of Almeria.

Do you have a moment?

I'd like to ask you about Santiago Argote Bengoa.

Santi Erreka, an ETA member convicted of murder

who got out of jail last month

when the Parot Doctrine was nullified.

- What's it got to do with me? - Are you Modesto Merchén?

Erreka doesn't work with you sometimes?

Leave me alone.

Who are you?

You knew? You knew and you didn't say anything?

I'm glad he left.

People will find out. Brave son of a bitch.

I hope he never comes back. When Valdemontero finds out...

Who cares?

He was in jail for a reason. He paid for what he did.

"For a reason."

Look, stealing

is one thing, or killing somebody by accident, or on purpose!

But a member of ETA...

Noway. Not in my home. Never.

Not even close.

Dad is wrong.

There's nobody like him, I swear. But he was young...

You have to use your head.

It's easy to make a mistake when you're young.

But you pay for them the rest of your life.

Shall I make you something to eat?

No, thank you. My wife should be home anytime.

-It's no trouble. - That's her.

I'll make the cake tomorrow morning and come back

-after lunch. - Thanks, Alfonsina. Good night.

Good night.

Hi.

Hi, Marina. We were talking about the birthday tomorrow...

Alfonsina.

Good night.

- Good night. - Bye.

I have to talk to you, Marina.

Sit down.

What is it?

You're not sitting down?

No, I'd rather stand.

I knowyou don't like to talk about this and I've always respected that.

About what?

Santiago Argote Bengoa

is free.

And he might be in Cabo de Gata.

"Might?"

- I'm not sure. - You're not sure.

Marina, do you understand what I'm saying?

The man who murdered your father might be living

-half an hour away. - And?

- What do you mean? - I don't understand.

Since when do you care? It's the first time you've mentioned him in 11 years.

Well...

I thought you didn't like talking about your dad's death

and I wanted to respect your grief.

Respect my grief?

How brave of you.

You've been running from this your whole life.

How the fuck do you know?

Have you ever even asked me?

Hi.

Marina, right?

I'm Pilar, Jonas' mother.

Jonas, from judo.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Pilar.

- Jonas from judo. - Yes.

Marina. Nice to meet you.

Likewise.

- Andrés, I have to go to work. - What?

Yeah. You're fine, Lucas is fine. I have to go to work.

That matters more than your son's birthday?

He hasn't even blown out the candles.

I'll be back later.

How long have you known?

How long have you known who I am?

Since I was 8 years old.

Hey, turn on the TV...!

Hi, Emilio.

I didn't see a thing.

Take a look at these babies. Look, look.

Check it out. She's a top model.

35-21... Santi...

Snap out of it.

How do you cook this?

Give me a hand, would you?

Look at her, she's beautiful. Look, look... Ow!

Come to Daddy! I'm going to make you happy!

Look, she even makes noises. She talks.

Does this seem normal to you?

Your son's birthday?

Where were you?

Because Almudena came, and you weren't at the hospital.

Marina, if we don't talk, this whole thing is fucked.

What do you want?

I've seen you every day.

Every day for 27 years.

You're always there,

you're always 8 years old

and you're always looking at me with your pigtails

and your little shoes,

all covered in blood.

I'm sorry.

I apologize, I really do, and I mean it.

I'm sorry.

I fucked up your life, your family...

and mine.

And myself.

Damn.

I'm sorry, I know I have no right to complain.

I have no right to be happy. Damn it,

it's just been so many years with no right to anything.

22 years locked up.

22 years.

Right before I got out, I don't know when exactly,

I started to, I don't know...

to think that I could live with it.

I started to...

to forgive myself.

I don't know.

To gather strength, damn it, to live...

and get out...

When you shot me, I went back to the first day.

And now I don't know.

Now I don't know.

What do you want from me, Marina?

Almudena, you're working tonight, right?

Yeah, so are you.

No, I had to change it.

Listen, Emilio was admitted last night.

He's in the terminal phase.

Take care of him for me.

No problem. Marina, can you sit down for a second?

What for?

We haven't talked for a minute since you got back.

About what?

You're seeing someone.

Who is he?

Did Andrés put you up to this?

To talk to me and tell him what I say?

Andrés? No, why would he...?

What about you? ls there something you need to tell me?

Hi.

Hi.

Emilio's in bad shape.

What's wrong with him?

He's dying, what do you think?

- Hi. -Hi.

What's up, skinny?

Hungry for attention, huh?

Hi.

Don't talk, don't talk.

What is he doing here?

- Get out. - Dad...

- Damn it. - Modesto, for God's sake.

- Dad, please... -it's okay, Anabel.

See you tomorrow.

Where are you going?

It's okay, sweetie.

That's it, get lost. You're not wanted here.

- Don't come back, trash! - Dad, we're in a hospital.

Tell him that!

Please lower your voice!

I will when he's gone.

You know who that is, Doctor? A murderer who belongs to ETA!

Let's go, Santi.

Let's go back inside.

What are you doing?

It's a surprise.

It's usually quiet. I wasn't expecting this.

Myflrst gin and tonic.

In my life.

I don't believe you.

I swear.

People didn't drink gin when I was young.

And later on...

They never let us drink alcohol.

To your first gin and tonic.

It's good. Bitter.

Yeah, tonic water is bitter.

Nice. Very tasty.

Watch out, they're dangerous.

Why?

I want to forget the past.

I want to live

by your side, in the heat...

No, really...

No...

...where I belong.

How can I get away from this grief?

I wish I could die.

I feel tormented inside

because I made you suffer.

I would wash away

all of your tears and regrets.

I would shower you with kisses

and close all of your wounds.

Bye, lovebirds.

They had a good time.

The bride was delighted, yes.

How embarrassing. I made a fool of myself.

No. Just a little.

You had the place all cleaned up this morning.

Are you going somewhere?

Yeah.

I don't know when, but... Yeah.

But... you can't leave.

Why?

Because.

Boo!

"Jesus“.

Thanks for bringing me back.

You're not going to invite me in?

You always come and go whenever you want.

This time is different, isn't it?

- Can you take a look at this? - Yes.

There.

How does it look?

Let's see this one.

Why did you kiss me?

To see what it felt like.

And?

Nothing.

- Marina... - Shut up.

No...

Where's Mommy? Can I give her a kiss before I leave?

No, you can't.

Is she asleep?

She's working at the hospital. Finish your breakfast.

What are you doing here?

I came to talk to you.

Where did you spend the night, Marina?

Does that matter?

Lucas asked about you.

What did you say?

That you were at the hospital. What was I supposed to say?

Thanks.

Marina, honey, please...

I'm taking him to Madrid.

Lucas? Why?

I don't want him to see this.

- The shouting, the fighting... - What fighting? What shouting?

If you take him to Madrid, it's to feel less guilty.

I don't feel guilty.

Well, you are.

Are you seeing someone or what?

Go, Marina.

Please, go.

Let me keep a little dignity. Now.

Asun!

Holy shit!

- Jesus Christ! - Yeah.

How are you, man?

Damn. You look the same, you bastard.

What's up?

We came to show you how to use a cell phone.

You still haven't learned.

Is Mom okay? She didn't come?

You know her, she doesn't go anywhere.

Holy shit.

How are you, damn it? How are you?

Fuck.

I called her with the excuse of seeing you when you got out.

We went out, we saw each other again and...

there you go.

Who would have thought?

It's weird.

I'm so glad, Sanli. I really am.

About what?

That I came here. That I'm with your sister.

That you're out of jail after all these years.

Twenty-two.

Too long.

- Did you hear a car? - No.

Relax, Santi. You're free. You're out.

I can go back.

I didn't harm anyone.

I'll never be able to show my gratitude.

I imagine they were hard on you.

Mme“.!

The water's great!

You're the one who's great!

- Come in for a swim! - Me?

Too Basque to go skinny-dipping?

Exactly!

Come on, get moving.

We have to get back to the hotel.

They're holding the room for us until six.

Your arm...

There.

What are you doing here?

Damn, what a greeting.

Have you been drinking?

What do you want?

What do you think you're doing?

You were right.

Right about what?

- Almudena... - Andrés.

Don't.

Come in, I'll make you some coffee.

And after that you'll leave.

- Mommy. - What, sweetie?

Daddy says you have a boyfriend.

Oh, yeah? Is that what he told you?

He told Aunt lnés. I heard them.

Well, don't listen to any of that.

Did you wash your hands before you went to bed?

Yes.

These nails look a bit...

I was craving a little snack.

I love you, sweetheart.

Very much.

Fime to get some sleep, okay?

Sweet dreams.

Okay-

Okay?

Lift your head.

Go to sleep, I'm watching you.

Remember how much I love you, darling.

Thanks.

You changed your kitchen.

I'm sorry, Almudena. Really.

I didn't know where to go.

Marina is leaving me.

She already fucking left me.

There's someone else, I know it.

Andrés.

Promise me you won't tell her.

Smear it.

What's going on?

What's happening to you?

What do you think, Mom?

Is what Lucas said true?

Marina, I'm your mother.

I'll be on your side, no matter what happens.

I'm so sorry.

You have a lover?

You can tell me everything.

I don't know where to start.

Try from the beginning.

The beginning...

Let's see...

Remember last month

when I came and your friend Casilda was here?

Yes.

Well...

You were talking about how Santi had...

That Argote Bengoa had gotten out of prison.

Remember?

He lives in Almeria, Iran into him by chance.

And I got to know him.

Marina...

I'm sorry, Mom.

Marina...

I'm sorry, Mom.

Hello.

You're Santiago Argote Bengoa. Santi Erreka, right?

I work for the Voice of Almeria and I'd like to interview you.

I don't give interviews.

The story's coming out anyway.

This is your chance to tell your side.

What, you think you don't have to explain yourself,

you son of a bitch? Murderer!

Not so easy to be a man and show your face without a gun, is it?

Son of a bitch!

Doctor Marina Garcia Pizarro!

Ring a bell?

The one you're fucking!

Her father was Commander Adolfo Garcia Sentis,

shot twice at point blank on May 14th, 1987.

Ring a bell now?

I'm Marina's husband, you son of a bitch.

I didn't know she was married.

But it would still be better if you leave.

I'm going to fuck up your life.

There will be nowhere to hide.

- Marina... -Andrés, don't make this harder.

"Andrés, I'm fucking up your life but don't make it harder."

Andrés, please.

He killed your father, damn it!

- Your father's murderer! - What do you care?

Since when do you care about my life?

Please, don't leave me. I love you.

Marina, I really love you.

Let's go home.

Do it for Lucas.

Please.

Marina, please!

I'll ruin your fucking life! Yours and that bastards!

Sam.!

That's my sister.

Your sister?

What's up?

I thought it was strange you weren't answering.

What's he up to?

Hi. Asun.

Hi. I'm Marina.

- We came to invite you to dinner. - We can't.

Damn , San“ .

Santi, Anabel brought a ton of fish and some shrimp.

We can have dinner here.

Did somebody say shrimp?

Then that's that.

Even if you say you don't want any...

"Don't give me anything. Nothing."

They always have to give you a little. Of their stuff.

My mouth was on fire.

I like spicy food.

Then go to Mexico. You'll be happy there.

It had never occurred to me.

The Ghana“ was 10x you, San“.

We're drinking it all.

You want a little? You can have a little.

Just a drop.

It's good.

So is the cheese.

It's ldiazébal.

It's dessert. Well, back home we eat it for dessert.

- Are you two serious? - Asun.

You know what I mean. Do you want to live together.)

What?

How long have you been together?

What is this, an interrogation?

Take it easy, it's okay.

Damn, these shrimp sure are tasty.

Not like the ones back home.

They're good, yeah.

To San“.

To San“.

An awesome guy. Santi is an awesome guy.

- Trustworthy. - Mikel.

I owe him my life.

You don't owe me anything.

Of course I do.

Why trustworthy?

It's a long story.

You should take her to Bilbao to meet Mom.

Asun...

Have you ever been to the Basque Country?

Can I ask a favor?

Can we drop the subject during dinner?

Jesus.

Yeah...

I've been there.

I went to San Sebastian when I was little.

A school field trip?

No.

My father was there for a while working.

What was hisjob?

Asun, that's enough. Just stop.

- We're just talking. - Shut up, damn it!

What was hisjob?

Shut up or leave, damn it. Get out.

- What's your fucking problem? - Just get out.

I've said it a bunch of times.

Just get out. Put down your drink.

Just leave.

Go.

- What the hell is wrong with you? - Get out, damn it!

Asun, get out.

Leave.

Let's go.

What the hell is your problem?

When he gets like this...

You don't have to protect me.

Mikel was there.

Mikel was on the beach with me that day.

Mikel and I killed your father.

Mikel and I killed your father.

Okay-

And?

I thought it was disgusting to have him here

having dinner with you without you knowing.

Oh, you thought that was disgusting.

Mikel didn't pay for what we did. I did.

Oh, you did? You think you did?

You think that's how you pay for things?

What about my mother's pain?

I've seen your face every day for 27 years too, you bastard.

I was 8 years old, damn it.

I was 8 years old, holding my father's hand

and you shot him and took him away from me forever!

It's not about being forgiven, Santi.

It's about being able to forget.

You think I really give a shit about your friend Mikel?

You think I give a shit about his life?

I've spent mine wishing it was someone else's.

You have no idea how I've wished I had a different life.

A normal life.

Yes?

Hi, Mom.

Yeah, fine. Arriving at the hospital.

Sure, put him on.

Hi, sweetie.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Sure, don't worry. I'll lake you or Dad will.

I don't know yet, honey.

I'll call you as soon as I find out, okay?

Right now, your grandma.

Don't worry, I'll tell her to buy new ones and read them with you.

Yeah, sweetie. I love you a lot.

Lucas?

Lucas?

- Marina. - What's going on?

Come with me. Come on.

- You didn't know? - Know what?

THE VOICE OF ALMERIA THE PREDATOR AND THE VICTIM

EXTREME CASE OF STOCKHOLM SYNDROME IN ALMERiA

Marina, say a couple words, please.

Marina!

Just a couple of questions.

What a pair!

Can you imagine if nothing had happened?

What do you mean?

Nothing.

If I hadn't done anything 27 years ago.

No, I can't imagine that.