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FIGUERES, GIRONA

Ishak, please. Take this hood off me.

Where are you from? Why did you approach my brother?

I didn't! I helped him, like I do with everyone.

Where are you from?

My family's from Lebanon. I came here 10 years ago, and you?

-What city do they live in? -Damour.

My father has a bakery, but he's old now. My brothers help him.

-What are their names? -I don't have to answer.

-What are their names? -I don't have to answer all of this!

My father's name is Myaz Farchuch.

And my brothers, Usama and Anaf.

We're going to check that.

There are a lot of infiltrators among our people. We have to be careful.

THE UNIT

Hello.

Basement, Traveller, Golf...

I thought we were going out for breakfast.

To celebrate my promotion.

Honey, what's wrong?

It was like she was "my buddy". I couldn't say no to her.

Yes, Miriam. I know, it's your job.

But you could've asked me.

-Miriam, really... -Yes?

-Our plans were exams, baby... -Yes.

-then career. -Right, but things change.

These things don't happen often, in fact they never do.

What about me? Don't I come into it?

It won't change that much, we can do careers, exams, baby.

Or even better, careers, baby, exams.

The order of the factors doesn't alter the product.

Come on, we're not that old.

This body can still get up to no good.

-Yes. -Hey...

Can you explain this "buddy" thing?

It's like...

a strong relationship of trust with a partner.

When you have a very strong connection with someone.

It's very intense.

Are you going to fuck her?

-Maybe, yeah. -Yeah?

-You'd like that. -Yeah.

Within the parameters, we're doing well, Carla.

You're reacting well.

The dizziness is worse.

It'll probably get even worse, but it's normal.

You've only just begun.

We got it in time. In these matters, time is the key.

Have you told them at home or at work?

No.

Well, that's fine, there's no rush.

You'll handle these things according to how you feel.

Remember, no one is indispensable at work.

So, if you need a break, take it.

And don't feel guilty about it, okay?

-Thanks a lot, Doctor. -Please.

You have my number, call me about anything, okay?

-Sure. -Until the next visit.

See you next time.

Why?

-I was going to tell you in person. -Here I am.

-Miriam is very good, you know it. -I know.

She's part of my team, and this investigation is mine.

I want someone to focus exclusively on Al Garheeb.

Miriam is bilingual. We'll be working with foreign agencies.

-You can't handle it all. -If I can or not, I decide!

No, I decide! Okay?

Lately, you decide everything yourself, right?

I've never mixed the personal with the professional,

and I'm not starting now. You know that very well.

I clearly don't know a thing.

I don't know anything about you.

Ismail Hamid: we've been after him for a couple of years.

It all began when we nicked a relative of his

and, to avoid jail, he snitched on Ismail

for drug trafficking.

It made sense, his legal goods took the same route as drugs,

from Africa to the Canaries to Europe.

Call me racist, but I've never seen a legit Arab taking that route.

-And you found nothing. -No.

We got the guy out of jail so he'd get us proof.

But a few weeks later, we found him floating in the sea.

Still, we set up surveillance, phone tapping,

until our authorization ran out,

and we had to close the case.

But I'm convinced he's into drugs in some way.

-Drugs and any other criminal ties? -What do you mean?

ISIS, that sort of thing? I don't think so.

He's only into money, he won't get mixed up in that mess.

Why are you investigating him? Because of ISIS?

No, no. His name came up in a money laundering matter.

We're looking into it, pure routine. You know how it goes.

-Right. -Well, thanks a lot, Javier.

You're welcome.

About time.

They let you onto the yard.

Bilal.

Nice to meet you, brother.

Here.

Here, my friend.

Welcome.

Sure, you look away for a few minutes here,

and they take your best Pickle.

Actually, two of you, you're taking Najwa with you.

Yes.

-So, you're back then? Marcos, too? -Yes, a few hours ago.

We have a briefing with Ops, and we're outta here.

-I'll go see him. -Want some help?

-No, I can do it. -Are you sure?

If I were you, I wouldn't talk to him today.

-Why? -It's not a good time.

You know what? I've tried to explain,

but he won't pick up his phone, I'm worried.

You know him when his blood's up. I'll talk to him, okay?

On the other hand,

I know a little lady who'll be sitting pretty

under the wing of the boss.

You're the chosen one, my friend.

If you need anything, you know,

advice, a good wine, some crab...

Here's the old man.

-Ram�n, raring to go, for whatever. -Thanks.

-Thanks a lot. -Right, I'm going, I...

Hey, one thing.

"Golf", "Basement" or "Traveller"?

The name for the Al Garheeb operation.

"Golf" for the club,

"Basement", where we found him, and "Traveller" because...

I don't know, man, I'm bad at this.

-Bad. You are bad at this. -Horrible.

Alright...

"Salah" means...

-to bow, to do a reverence. Right? -I love it.

How about that? Make them think you thought of it.

-I'm going to miss you. -Me, too. Get to work.

"Bow".

This is Ismail's cousin, he lives in Melilla, too.

He's awaiting trial for drug trafficking,

-he could get 7 to 10 years. -Not him either.

Dealers are motivated by money, not ideals.

His wife. An arranged marriage in Algeria.

No formal report, but she's likely to be a victim of abuse.

There are strange injuries in her medical record.

-How long has she been in Melilla? -10 years.

Fuck. If she hasn't reported him, it's because she's scared.

Then she has to be convinced that this way she'll stop being scared.

It's not that easy, it doesn't work like that.

I know it's not, be we have no other options.

We could see what she's like,

if she's educated, or not.

-Is she educated? -Yes, higher education. Teaching.

She worked as a translator in Algeria.

-Maybe there...? -We could get in there.

How does it look to you?

If she tells her husband, it'll all fall through, you know?

-Put a tail on her, and we'll see. -We already have.

-Let's go ahead with her. -Good, let's go.

OPERATION BOW

Hello!

Good morning, how are you?

-Thank God. -Everyone alright?

-Everyone's fine, thanks for asking. -I'm glad.

Allah is the greatest. Allah is the greatest.

There is no god but God, Mohammed is the messenger of God.

I bear witness that there is no god but God

and that Mohammed is the messenger of God.

Allah is the greatest. Allah is the greatest. Allah is the greatest.

Forgive me, All-powerful Allah.

There is no strength but in Allah.

Then I heard: "Your girlfriend's waiting at the conjugal visits".

The conjugal visits, guys

I go all relaxed,

getting into the mood, preparing the "goods".

But there I find a girl

-I've never seen before. -What did you do?

What else?

She looked me up and down,

and then, suddenly,

she was butt naked.

What a chick!

She jumped on me like an animal.

From the front, behind, against the wall,

on the floor, behind again, in front...

She dried me out.

When we were done, I said:

"Out of curiosity, what happened?"

She said,

"The conjugal visit was with my boyfriend,

but they brought you, and I fancy you more".

I say, "I just want to know

who your boyfriend is".

She tells me,

"Samir".

I thought,

"It's my lucky day, I get to bang a cute girl,

and Samir has to do it with my cow of a girlfriend".

It's not true. I don't have a girlfriend.

You dick, of course it's not true. You idiot, you're always the same.

God damn your mother! God damn your father!

-I'll fuck you up. -God damn your mama's pussy!

Let go of me! Shit!

That's it. Leave him alone and go sit down.

You're Rachid, right? Talk without looking at me.

-I'm told you're getting out soon. -This Friday.

You can do a lot for your people.

I don't want to get into trouble.

Don't say "trouble".

Do you want to remain an insignificant man?

Do you want to be important in the eyes of Allah?

The eyes of Allah

are the only ones that count.

Rachid, you can be more important than this scum.

What are you looking at, fool? Fuck you.

Let's talk some other time.

The guards say he's contacted some Arab prisoners,

but hasn't said anything relevant. He's cautious.

-Tell me how he's behaving. -Fine. A model prisoner.

He's volunteered for laundry duty.

Still, the other inmates leave him alone.

L�a, you're lovely in that.

-I think it's great. -I don't like it.

Hold on a second, Roberto.

L�a, honey. It's a Communion, okay?

All your friends will be wearing much the same kind of dress.

We can take the bow off, it's too flashy.

-Not the bow. -No? You like the bow?

Hold on a second.

Go ahead, Roberto.

There was some tension in the canteen.

Two "patriots" tipped over trays, insults flew around, nothing serious.

-He didn't react. -Watch him closely for me,

-I'm not happy with this situation. -Yes, the warden isn't either.

Right, I imagine he isn't.

-Carla, one thing. -Yes, quickly.

It's just... I think Miriam's being too hasty with the Ismail source.

For the record, I think it's too risky.

Well, Miriam's in charge. Do as she says, okay? I have to go.

Okay.

Right, see you soon.

L�a, we have to decide.

-I like the flower. -That ghastly flower, no.

Shall we keep the bow that's white like the dress?

-Can't we get both? -No, Pippi Longstocking,

not both.

NAZAR� ANDALUSIAN TEASHOP

Amina?

Thank you for coming.

I'm Tahira.

Sit down, please.

-What do you feel like? Tea, coffee? -Nothing, thanks.

Fine. Anyway, as we said, we specialize

in publishing tourist literature in Arabic and Spanish...

and we're after local translators who know the area well.

We know you've worked as a translator,

we wanted to know if you're interested.

He's an oddball but a good guy.

He doesn't understand a word of Arabic.

I bet he laughs like a jackass now.

-What's wrong? -Nothing. Girl stuff.

When would this be?

-It'd mean starting now. -Yes, the sooner the better.

You work from home, the hours that suit you.

That's the advantage of this job.

It's easy work. And it's nice to have money for yourself.

Go on, take a look.

-Get up, you son of a bitch! -What? What are you doing?

What are you doing?

-I've cut many traitors! -I swear it's the truth!

-Are you working with the police? -No, Ishak, please.

-Are you working with the police? -Ishak! Ishak! Tell him, please!

-You told us a stack of lies. -I didn't lie.

I didn't lie, I swear!

Tarek!

Tarek, stop. Put the knife down.

Where did you say your father's bakery was?

In Damour, the Mechref district.

Michayel Bakery, we checked.

It's in front of a church in the Christian quarter.

-Are you a Christian? -Lots of people live around there,

not just Christians. We're not Christians.

And where's that Moroccan dialect from?

Sure. I live with Moroccans.

I'm not a traitor.

Tarek.

Why is she here?

Because as of now, she's dealing with this matter.

It won't change a thing. I'm up to date--

You said you'd suspend my wife's thing.

We're working on it. Don't worry.

Listen, your wife's not being thrown out.

I spoke to Immigration, it's slow, but it's being done.

I don't believe you.

It's called "residency due to exceptional reasons."

It cancels the expulsion order, and we've got it.

Your cooperation with us is the exceptional reason.

So, Hakim, what's he doing?

-He doesn't talk much. -Yes, but about what?

He didn't know who Salah Al Garheeb was.

He was just as surprised as us when he found out...

He's a good man.

Well, you stay close to him,

and I'll deal with your wife's thing.

Listen to me. From now on,

I'll be sorting this out.

So you'd better change your attitude towards me.

Yes?

Very well.

You undercut my authority, now what do I do?

No, I helped you, because you were losing him.

He's known me for months, naturally he's suspicious of you.

-And this way he'll stay suspicious. -Shit, Miriam...

You're here because you wanted it.

But it's a mistake. The guy's a Muslim.

He'll never trust a woman who's not a Muslim.

Let me do the handling.

No. You're going back to Melilla with Najwa.

I need you there, Roberto. I have no choice.

The signal.

He's onto something big.

Let's go.

I don't believe it. I don't believe it.

Marcos, as you say,

it's better to come clean now

than forever hold your tongue.

Fine, and listening your demand

and knowing you're probably right,

I have no doubt

that you have to do surveillance, with 20, 30 individuals,

gather routines, or whatever's required, Marcos.

I'm stating that

coordinating such an operation would involve 100 of my people,

whom I'd have to transfer to Catalonia

to the detriment of other operations that you know very well

I have active right now.

That decision depends on the relevant authority.

I can't set that in motion under any circumstances,

you know that very well, Marcos.

Look, I don't care how you do it.

I need surveillance groups now. Not later, now!

-Now. -Got it?

Got it?

I'll explain it to you two as many times as I have to.

In this office,

we work in compliance with specific established procedures.

-You don't say! -We know.

And I'm not violating them for any reason.

The coordination of such an operation

depends on the approval of the person of highest authority.

That individual is Carla.

The red carpet is Carla.

Fine, let's talk like civilized people.

Civilized people would've intervened before in this conversation.

Me? How many people can you send to Catalonia right now?

-You know very well-- -How many people?

I can give you two units.

-Two units. -Two.

Okay. Tell me,

what do I do with two units when I have to find a major terrorist

without knowing who he's linked to or where the fuck he is?

Do you take responsibility for this?

Do you take responsibility for this?

You fucking blockhead, fuck you!

Who are you looking for?

My cousin Myaz.

Myaz?

He went away with a friend, from work, I think.

Three days ago.

He says he went away with a workmate and hasn't heard from him since.

We looked around the area, and there's no trace of the van, either.

Carla, we have a problem.

They went into the old town and haven't come out.

So they're still in the area. They're still there.

Maybe he just couldn't contact us.

I don't know.

We can go house to house or...

arrest the friends to see if they recognize Kader.

No.

We'll keep Myaz's cover for now in case you're right and they come back.

We set up a 24-hour stakeout on the house and the mosque,

and I want our people on the streets of the old town.

-You and I are going, too. -Got it.

Guys, choose your rooms. Briefing here in 15 minutes, okay?

The rest of my guys are joining in immediately.

Carla's made this top priority. We're going to find him, Marcos.

I'm aware that we wouldn't be in this situation

if we'd implemented the measures you so rightly advised.

Two months ago, he told me he wanted to quit,

that he couldn't take this life anymore.

Do you know who convinced him to keep at it?

I have to find him.

We have to find him. Let's go!

In 10 minutes, here.

HOME OFFICE, MADRID

We know it's not normal procedure, Mr. Secretary, but it had to be done.

There was no evidence to justify surveillance.

In fact, we're still not sure that it's Abdel Kader Maalouf.

What size operation are we talking about?

Well, with Information, GEOs, TEDAX,

some 120 officers sent to Gerona,

plus another 100 local officers.

It'd be wise to send the UIP from Barcelona and Zaragoza as backup.

In any case, what's going on will be in full view.

I want it all under control and no mistakes.

Naturally, the top priority is no civilian victims.

Of course.

-I want to be informed at all times. -Very well.

One more thing.

Do we have any progress on the Salah Al Garheeb investigation?

Last time you had us worried.

Measures are being taken to get specific results.

And we expect to have results in a very short time.

We hope so.

Right, Commissioner?

Good.

Aren't you going to tell me what happened with the boss?

What did you do to her?

Nothing.

There was no cheating, if that's what you're insinuating.

No, I wasn't insinuating anything.

So it was her decision, the...?

You didn't see it coming?

That doesn't say much about you as an investigator. No?

Right.

I don't know...

-Normal arguments a couple has... -"Normal" arguments!

"Normal" arguments with an Argentinean,

that has to be hell, right?

I bet you gave her the worst migraines.

Right?

-Are you having fun? -No, no.

At least someone is.

I really don't understand.

She told me she wanted to break up,

that it was no one's fault, there was no one else and...

I thought it was temporary.

Then she started on about me finding a flat, that...

that we had to tell L�a.

And here I am, man.

-In the same jacket for a week. -Yes, I noticed.

And your girl?

She took it better than me.

And how are you?

-I feel like shit. -Look out.

There he is. Let's go.

Wait.

Let go, let go!

They say you don't want to give us any information.

I have nothing to say.

Let's take it from the top.

We're looking for a suspect, he calls himself Myaz.

He's very involved in the mosque.

I don't know anything.

-Watch your tone, alright? -I don't know anything.

Do you know his partner? Ishak.

Ishak?

Ishak who?

-A lot of people go into the mosque. -Moha...

Do I look like a fool to you?

I don't know where they are, I don't know them.

I don't know where they are.

-I don't know them! -You don't know Myaz?

Nothing goes on in the mosque without you knowing.

Lots of people come and go.

-Fucking cooperate. -That's a different thing.

I don't know anything.

About Ishak or Myaz.

You want to go back inside, huh?

You liked it in there?

You're not cooperating with us anymore.

-I don't know anything. -You don't know anything.

He doesn't know anything.

Then I'll help you remember, you fucking asshole!

-Where the fuck is Myaz? -I don't know where they are!

-Of course you know! -Marcos, that's enough!

They haven't been at the mosque for a while, that's all I know.

I'm reporting both of you. You know your partner can't do this.

Do what? What did he do?

-You saw. -I didn't see anything. Did you?

-I don't know anything. That's it. -Alright. Neither do I, okay?

You didn't see anything, I don't know anything.

Hello.

I'm looking for this guy.

-Doesn't ring a bell. -Are you sure?

He doesn't ring a bell at all.

-It's fine. -Thank you for being so fast.

Won't you have tea this time?

Yes, thank you.

-Do you want something? -No.

Is there a problem with the translations?

Words like Hamulid aren't easy to translate.

No, don't worry. The translations are fine.

Amina,

I'm going to tell you something, and it's important that you stay

and listen to me closely to the end. Alright?

I'm not an editor... I'm a police officer.

No, sit down, please. Sit down.

Sit down, please. It's about your daughter, Basma. And about you.

Sit down, please, trust me.

Trust me.

Relax.

Amina,

he'll keep beating you,

and one day, the arm he breaks will be hers.

What? My husband has never hurt me.

I want you to see something.

What's this?

Your husband is working with these people.

They're photos of the Toulouse attack.

Amina, look at me.

If you help us, he'll never lay a hand on you again,

not today, not ever-- Amina, Amina.

I've been away from the mosque for long.

People will worry about me.

I'm your brother,

but I want to know what we're going to do.

The will of God Almighty.

Do you like football? I'm crazy about it.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Sit down. Don't move!

There are lots of Muslim footballers:

Nasri, Pogba, Tour�, Ben Arfa...

Benzema... Adama Traor�, too.

I wasn't even one year old when my dad bought me

my first Olympique de Marseille shirt.

Look, I've got a photo.

-Here. -Enough about football.

We've received orders.

We get started tonight.

And you, change that djellaba.

We mustn't attract attention. Do you understand?

Come on.

Sit down to dinner.

Let's go.

In the name of God.

Which way?

Can I find out what we're doing?

We're going to get material.

That's all you needed me for?

To go unnoticed?

Take the highway to France.

Open up the van and help me.

Come on, help me.

What's this?

Shut up and help me. Hide them well.

-What about me? -You concentrate on driving.

Ishak, please... What are we going to do?

Stay calm, brother. It's all under control.

Tonight... boom!

We're not going back to the butcher shop. That way.

Three, two, one and...

The ace of hearts. Yours.

Very good, honey.

No, no, no. Don't send this kind of email

to any embassy, under any circumstances.

The heading with the name of the detainee, nothing else.

I'll do it again, let's see if you guess how it's done.

Okay, try it again.

Fuck...

Calm down, calm down.

Act naturally.

If they stop you, accelerate.

Don't do anything stupid, don't...

So, the name of--

You put the name of the detainee or the name investigated,

whatever's necessary, but no more. That's illegal.

-Go, go, go. -We've got him.

-We'll talk later. -Okay.

Our guy activated the SIM card.

Downtown. Heading for Girona in a moving vehicle.

-We can intercept it, there it is. -Alem�n.

-Everyone. -Leave that and call everyone.

Luis, we're going.

-Leave that and call everyone! -It's going straight.

We're going to find him.

Don't even breathe.

Goodbye, idiot.

You're the guys from the Toulouse attack, right?

Yes.

I knew it, I knew it.

Marcos, it's them. From the Toulouse attack.

We have confirmation that it's Kader Malouf, sir.

There are other terrorists, plus our agent.

Where are we going?

I was scared in the tunnel.

I thought those fools were going to arrest us.

He thought the city cops were going to arrest them.

He says he was nervous in the tunnel.

He thought the cops were going to arrest them.

Hey, do you believe in paradise?

Said asks, "Does paradise exist?"

Marcos, they've got explosives. Be very careful, please.

-Is it that way? Arcos Mall? -Yeah, yeah.

Do you believe it really exists? Sometimes I'm scared.

I know I shouldn't doubt...

I have the same doubt, my friend. Don't feel bad.

My brother's convinced we're doing the right thing.

Your brother is your brother. You are you.

My real name is Said.

Hello, Said of Marseilles.

No one supports Olympique unless they're from Marseilles.

He's not calling. What the hell is he doing?

Which way now?

Said, it's dangerous to travel with all these explosives.

I think it's there, the carpark.

Confirmed, explosives in the van. The mobile signals have to be jammed.

The van's in the carpark, your boy's inside with one of the terrorists.

-Where are the other two? -We have no trace of them.

We have to act now. High risk, low profile.

Green light, GEOs with me. Come.

What now?

We wait. You know how paranoid the boss is.

Will we set off the bomb here?

My brother will come to activate it.

-Hey, excuse me. -Yes?

-Is there no mobile coverage here? -Yes. Normally there is.

No, there isn't.

Something's going on. Go take a look.

If something's wrong, I'll see you at the meeting point, okay?

Okay.

Something's wrong. Start it up.

Stop! Get my brother.

No, this way! Get my brother! What the hell are you doing?

Said! Said, wait, please!

Don't do that, please!

Go, go, go!

Police!

Don't shoot!

I'm police, don't shoot!

-Get down! -Drop the gun!

I'm police, don't shoot! Don't shoot, I'm police!

Drop the gun!

-Drop the gun! -Let her go!

Let her go!

-Drop the gun! -Let her go!

Drop the gun!

Get out! Get out!

Go, go, go!

-Put your gun down! -Don't shoot! I'm police!

He's ours, take it easy. He's ours.

Marcos, the explosives are in the back.

-Is there any danger? -No.

Get an ambulance! Officer hit!

Where's Kader?

I want confirmation, now! Everyone haul ass!

I want Sergio on the phone now.

I want confirmation, please. Now!

One down.

Repeat, confirmed: one down.

Don't gloat, don't gloat.

Detain those people out there. Exhaustive inside confiscation.

There are two more, we keep at it.

They got my brother. I don't know if he's dead or not.

Idiots, you let him join us!

It's your fault! Your fault! My little brother...

There are police here. Shut up.

I'm going back for my little brother!

-Let go of me! -Calm down, calm down.

Look at me. Calm down, calm down.

My little brother! Let me go find my little brother!

He's not dead!

Look into my eyes, your brother is not dead!

Calm down, calm down.

Come on, wake up.

You did fucking great. You did fucking great, Myaz.

Look at me. Look at me, look at me!

Where's that fucking ambulance?!

Look into my eyes!

Your brother's alright, okay?

They only fired to scare him.

What are you telling me?!

The police are everywhere. Do you want them to kill us?

Do you want them to kill us like your brother?

Trust me, okay?

I'll be alright, it'll be alright.

It'll be alright. Alright.

Let's go.

One terrorist is down, and our agent is wounded, sir.

Kader?

The target wasn't there, but we've seized the arms

-and the explosives. -No civilian victims, right?

No, boss.

Only our agent.