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Hey, Xabier.

Mom, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

I was in the shower.

- This is the third time - I called.

Oh... I didn't hear it.

Are you at work already?

Yeah, I've been on call all night.

There's this terminal patient who wouldn't, um...

Hmm, yeah, well, dying isn't easy, son.

Hmm, unless someone kills you, of course.

All right, so, you're okay then?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Look, I have to let you go,

I have a lot to do, okay?

Okay. Agur, Mom.

I wanna see you soon, darling.

Again?

I don't want to bother you, Joxian.

I just wanted you to deliver this letter to your son.

Well, that bothers me.

I'd ask Miren to do it, but, mm-mmm,

she won't even look me in the face.

Even if she did, I don't think she'd give it to him anyway.

Why not? I wrote it with good intention.

You're stirring up things that shouldn't be stirred.

Will you take it or not?

Leave it over there.

Okay, I'll give it to Miren for you.

But just so you know, she'll have to take it.

She's the one who visits him.

You don't visit your son?

Not much.

You two still talk?

Me and that woman?

God forbid.

She should leave town for her own good.

Well, then, go and tell her,

because it looks like she doesn't agree with you.

Are you sure you really need to do that?

Yeah, of course.

This way I can see if there's something

under the car or not.

Thanks.

What are you looking at?

They haven't threatened you for a while, right?

Yeah, it's been a while.

What do you think?

Did they forget about you?

I don't know and I don't care.

Huh.

But you didn't get any more letters, right?

For fuck's sake. If I didn't tell you anything,

it's 'cause I don't have anything new to tell.

Hey, can I get the check over here?

Oh, Jesus, why the hurry?

Can't I ask you anything anymore?

Oh, good job.

Xabier said that they'd rather meet us

for lunch at a restaurant on Sunday.

Again. Still no.

Said he's gonna pay for all of it.

No way.

Since we have to meet that woman,

it better be at home.

She's not gonna show

who she really is at a restaurant.

Okay, whatever you say,

but you're the one who's gonna be

stuck in the kitchen all morning.

So what?

When you took me to your house, who cooked?

Your mother.

Chickpeas and fried chicken, I remember perfectly.

And after we ate, I helped her clean up.

I hope she does the same.

She's Aranzazu.

I don't care what her name is.

I'll leave this here.

Hey.

Let me know when they get here.

I wanna see her before they come up.

Yeah, sure.

And I just cleaned the windows, so don't touch them, okay?

They're here.

Those clothes don't flatter her at all.

Well, I think she looks great.

Don't touch it.

Look at how classy she is.

"Classy"?

She's a sack of bones.

Then there was that crazy taxi driver, remember?

Driving so fast through Rome,

we didn't know if we should laugh

or ask for help.

I wasn't sure if we were being kidnapped or what.

I mean...

We actually were, though.

It was so expensive

it was pretty much a ransom payment.

So Xabier told us you work together, right?

Yeah, at the hospital.

But you're not a doctor, are you?

No.

No, well, I'm a nurse.

A nursing assistant.

- And she the best one by far. - Hmm, yeah.

Can we move the pig head?

Is it okay?

Mom, um, do you mind taking the pig's head away?

But why?

Um, it's nothing, it's just that...

Well, Aranzazu isn't used to looking at it, that's all.

Yeah, of course, I got it.

No, don't worry about it...

Everyone's done, right?

Yeah, yeah.

So take it away then.

If it bothers her so much.

Everything's delicious, Mom.

- Oh, good. - Delicious.

Anyway, we also went to the Colosseum.

You and dad have been there too, right?

Actually, we've never been to Rome.

Oh, really?

We've always wanted to go,

but we didn't get a chance yet.

Okay, thought you did.

No, not at all. Mm-mmm.

Oh!

We gotta air this place out.

My God!

Even the soup tasted like her freaking perfume.

You can't say she's unattractive.

Attractive?

By your standards everyone's pretty, really.

She's way too old for him.

So, what, he wants a second mom?

What are you talking about?

Am I right or not?

I so wish he could hear you right now.

Look at them all cute holding hands.

Oh, that's so corny.

That's no woman for our son, okay?

I'm telling you.

She's too old and she's divorced.

She's second hand.

It's everything about her.

We'll see what people in town say.

People in town are taking a nap right now.

I'd like to do that, too.

Okay, fine, go take your nap and dream about trucks,

I'll clean everything up.

Nice, man.

Hmm, you got good aim.

Joxe Mari!

Come on, time to go.

Important appointment.

Come on, go.

Go ahead, go on.

You're going with her.

Get in the car and put these glasses on.

Put 'em on.

Take 'em off now.

Buy water and something to eat on the way.

- Okay. - Don't be long.

I want you to get the hell back here fast.

We gotta leave in under two hours.

- Okay, got it. - Two hours, you hear me?

Welcome.

Come here.

You're Patxo, from Durango.

And you?

You're the handball player, right?

Yeah. Joxe Mari.

I hope you're as comfortable in ETA

as you're playing that sport.

This is your zone of action.

That's around my hometown.

Do whatever you want here,

you can hit the cops, national guards, Ertzaintzas,

whatever you come across.

Hit them hard until the government wants to negotiate.

Your point of reference is the Oria River,

south of Villabona.

So that'll be your name, "Commando Oria."

You'll be three.

Txopo is waiting for you in an apartment

in San Sebastian.

Don't take any action in San Sebastian, got it?

Don't meddle there.

There are others on it.

But in this area,

you can make all the mess you want.

Soon you'll be receiving a list of targets, understood?

The mugalaris will take you to Ugalde next week.

Steady on the trigger.

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

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

"Today," with Inaki Gabilondo.

A general strike was called today

in the Basque Country and Navarre,

as a protest against

Herri Batasuna Josu Muguruza's murder

which happened yesterday in Madrid.

According to the LAB union the strike is causing

a major impact on those areas.

Commerce has been paralyzed, schools are closed,

and there's no public transportation.

Roads have been blocked since around 4:00 a.m. so...

What the hell's this?

No one's working today.

Then no one's getting paid either.

We'll see who loses in the end.

We all lose in the end.

And move that barrel the hell outta my way

because I'm coming through.

I said no one's working today.

Good morning. It's Txato.

Hey, I'm really sorry,

but the truck isn't gonna make it there today.

Okay, appreciate it.

Yeah, sorry for the inconvenience.

It'll be there first thing tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's why I'm calling.

Look, thanks for understanding. Okay.

Hello.

This a bad time?

No, not at all. Please, come in.

Xabier's in the shower. I'll tell him you're here.

Are they striking at the hospital, too?

Not really. I don't think so.

I'll go get Xabier.

Dad. What a surprise. What's up?

Nothing, I just...

Just give me five minutes

and then I'll be done getting ready.

That way I can leave you guys alone so you can talk.

No, I'll wait downstairs.

It won't take long.

Thank you, I'll see you later.

Agur.

I waited for an hour and a half and nobody showed up.

So I asked for an appointment to ask ETA for an extension

or to be able to pay in installments but nothing.

They just refused.

It's so fucking annoying.

I remember you didn't wanna pay, right?

I still don't, but what choice do I have, huh?

What, you want 'em to kidnap me?

I gotta do something, Xabier.

Three assholes tried to set the company on fire this morning.

Can you believe that shit?

Probably my own employees.

Look, Dad...

You and Mom should come live here in Donosti, okay?

And commute if you need to work.

So you won't care if there's graffiti.

You won't even see it anymore.

Close your company.

Sell it.

And live off your savings.

You're insane.

That company's my life.

If anything, I could take the company

to La Rioja or Zaragoza, but...

but it's not that easy.

Well, then there's only one solution.

You should come live here in Donosti.

In Donosti?

Apartments are really expensive here.

It's a lot of money.

Well...

I'll find one for you.

What do you say?

Okay, sure.

Try to find one.

We'll see what comes up.

Real Sociedad got another win,

the second consecutive win

in this championship.

Once again like the last five wins,

it was a very close call.

The coach is trying to figure out

why the defense is still not working properly.

The...

Holy fuck!

- Fuck, fuck! He's here. - Run, run, run, run, run, run!

Run!

Motherfuckers!

Motherfuckers!

Hey, it's me.

What do you want?

I wanna say I'm sorry.

I don't say hi to you because it'd cause me problems.

But whenever I see you in the street,

just know, I'm always saying hello to you in my thoughts.

Has anyone ever told you you're a coward?

I mean, it goes without saying,

but that doesn't change anything.

So can I give you a hug now?

No, you can't.

Save it for when you're brave enough

to do it in broad daylight.

I swear I'd help you, Txato.

I would if I could...

Don't worry about it.

Saying hello in your thoughts is enough.

They just said I'm being sent to Burgos,

can you believe it?

They couldn't have picked a better place

because you know I love the cold.

Also, the other two guys from the squad are already there.

Waiting and, uh...

I hope keeping the heater on because, holy fuck.

Come on, stop.

Fuck that, Joxe Mari.

This where the fun starts.

Yeah, but it'd be better

if they sent the two of us together.

Doesn't matter. I'm sure we're gonna see each other soon.

As soon as we make fucking history.

How do you like that guy from your squad?

Not sure.

Well, as long as he's cool and he helps, I guess.

Yeah, but he's not you.

Joxe Mari, soon we're gonna take over the whole thing.

And while someone else does the hard stuff,

you and I, we're gonna chill,

make decisions about targets and... command.

Goddamn it.

Come on, let's go.

Get outta here. Go.

Let's fuck shit up, okay?

Let's get out there and make our people fuckin' proud.

Psst.

Goodbye, Joxe Mari.

Good luck.

Good luck.

Bye. Agur.

- Afternoon. - Hey. I'll take it. Here.

Let's go.

We're past the border.

Keep going that way,

you'll get to the main road.

- Thanks. - Agur.

Bye.

Come on.

It's all clear.

Shit, man, how are we gonna know who this guy is?

Aupa.

Txopo?

Let's go.

My room's right there.

Shall we?

These are the other two rooms.

Always stay away from the windows.

Don't make any noise.

But this is most important...

When you leave the house,

you leave a coin in the mailbox,

then pick it up when you get back.

And whenever you're inside,

you'll leave the living room light on.

That way we know there are no problems.

- Okay, - Got it.

Good evening.

Hello, my princess.

She wants you to take this letter to Joxe Mari.

Who gave that to you?

Who do you think? The crazy one.

You talked to her?

She barged into the garden. What did you want me to do?

Hit her with a hoe?

Fine.

Anyway...

let's eat.

You stay away from that garden for a few days.

What about the rabbits?

You want them to starve to death?

Just feed them at 5:00 a.m. or something.

You know, she could just sneak into the garden

and stick the letter under the door

if she wanted to.

Well, don't bring them here.

You should burn them.

Sweetie, what the hell are you doing?

Are you crazy or what?

If your mother finds out, you're screwed.

Fine, take it, take it.

You're so stubborn, huh?

Should I turn it off?

I'm gonna go feed the rabbits so Bittori doesn't see me.

Otherwise, your mother...

Anyway...

Joxe Mari, it's Bittori.

I know you remember me.

I have no intention of bothering you.

Believe me, there's no hate in my heart.

Why am I writing then?

Because I would like to know how my husband died,

with all the details.

Especially who took the shot.

I didn't go to the trial,

but I know you were involved in his death.

I'm asking from the bottom of my heart

that you tell me your side of the story.

Oh, man, Joxe Mari, you're back.

I'm so happy to see you.

Why don't you turn the light on?

Because I can see without it.

You're not gonna believe

who I just ran into on the street.

You could go for a whole month trying to guess who

and you still wouldn't get it right.

Codfish with peppers.

I saw Joxe Mari.

Did you talk?

I did,

but he didn't say a word to me.

He just walked away.

He looks just like I remember.

- He is ETA. - Who?

Joxe Mari, who do you think?

Are you sure he wasn't spying on you?

How could he be spying on me?

Didn't I tell you I saw him?

What kinda spying is that?

I don't know.

I just don't like the sound of it.

Oh, come on, don't be suspicious.

It's too bad he walked away,

because if he really is in ETA,

then we would have someone who could probably

put us in touch with the leaders.

And then I'd get a chance to explain to them

what my bank accounts really look like.

- Joxian. - Hey.

...Jerez 0, Levante 1,

Palamos 0, Murcia 1,

Sestao 0, Deportivo 2,

Betis 0, Las Palmas 3,

Bilbao Athletic 1, Racing 1,

Eibar 0,

Sabadell 0, Salamanca 0,

Espanol 2, Elche 0,

Figueras 3, Castilla 1,

Real Sociedad 1, Recreativo 0.

And now, the Quiniela results.

Real Madrid-Castellon 1,

Real Oviedo-Real Mallorca 2,

Atletico Osasuna-Barcelona 2,

Real Valladolid- Rayo Vallecano...

Oh, shit.

Want me to make coffee?

No, no, no, this'll do. I'm good.

- See you tonight. - Mm-hmm.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Ugh.

Did you hear?

No. What's up?

Bernardo just heard, um,

on the radio that someone from town was killed.

Oh, shit.

Was it a cop?

Who cares? He must've done something.

Let's go celebrate and grab some drinks after work, okay?

For fuck's sake, Herminio.

You're not even from here.

Let's go, Ramon.

They killed Txato.

No.

You can't say he didn't see it coming.

There was lots of graffiti warning him.

He's the one that was killed this afternoon?

You gotta fuckin' be kidding.

Txato's gone.

That's what wars are like.

People die, you know.

Listen.

You're not going to sink because of this.

God damnit.

He's from our town,

like you, like me.

He wasn't even a cop or a soldier.

It's Txato, fuck.

He was a good person.

It's not about being a good or bad person.

You better not forget that your son is part of the fight.

Txato's news is probably on TV.

Wanna watch?

Okay.

I'm going to bed.

If you're gonna start crying,

then I'm gonna go sleep in the other room.

I'm crying 'cause it's coming from my fuckin' soul.

Joxian.

Joxian, where are you going?

Joxian!

Ohh!

Bittori, sweetheart.

- Darling. - Xabier.

Hi, auntie.

Maybe it's best...

if you don't take those flowers

that have his name to the cemetery,

you know, to avoid problems.

Come on, they killed him already.

I don't think they can do it again.

The tombstone is just gonna have his name and date of birth.

Not the nickname.

Good afternoon, everyone.

Bittori,

I'm so sorry that you have to go through

this moment of pain and sorrow.

Thank you.

The only thing we can do now

is to search for a holy comfort

and to surrender ourselves to God's plan

as tough as it might be.

I'm sorry for your loss, Bittori.

Thank you.

I heard you wanna have the funeral in town?

Yes.

Wouldn't it be better in San Sebastian?

Oh, why?

Attendance might be higher.

Don't even mention it.

That place is our hometown.

We were baptized in that town, we got married there,

and he was killed there, too.

You convinced us to bury him in San Sebastian,

but the funeral will be in our hometown,

and that's it.

All right, Bittori, that's what we'll do.

And now, let us pray together

on behalf of Txato.

Whoever wants to join...

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Our Father, who art in Heaven,

hallowed be Thy name,

Thy kingdom come...

Xabi.

Xabi, my love.

It's okay.

It's okay to cry, my love.

You can cry.

Shh.

Bunch of motherfuckers.

Motherfuckers.

I know.

And my selfish little sister

won't even come to the funeral, the little shit.

Just what my mom needed.

Come on, calm down, Xabi.

Don't think about that right now, okay?

What do you want from me?

I'm not gonna think about anything else ever again.

Everything's always gonna suck from now on.

Of course not, because I'll be with you.

And I'm gonna make sure you'll be happy, my love.

I promise you.

But I'm not supposed to be happy.

Come on, now, Xabier, really, who says that?

I say it.

Right at this moment,

I can't think of a bigger crime than to be happy.

What about the two of us then?

Xabi?

- Xabi? - I'm gonna go see my mom.

I could swear I saw Joxe Mari in town yesterday.

You swear too much.

I'm being serious, okay?

I was on my way to work and he was inside a car.

Why don't you get yourself some glasses

and stop messing with me, huh?

My son's far away.

Not as far as yours, but he's pretty far away.

It just looked like him. It was his profile and I...

You're just confused, that's all.

I was in the back. I didn't wanna bother you.

You know you don't bother me.

I really liked your dad.

He was always nice to me, unlike the way your mother was.

Don't say that.

Please don't say that.

I came here today to say goodbye to your father.

Also as a sign of protest against terrorism.

If this country was decent, the whole town would be here.

What are you gonna do, right?

Well, and I also came here

because I wanted to say goodbye to you.

For forever, Xabi.

I'm gonna send a friend over to your house

to pick up my stuff and return yours,

if you don't mind.

That's fine.

I need to get out of here.

Maybe you should consider doing the same thing.

I'll think about it.

Thank you for all the good moments.

The same to you.

Didn't you tell me the two of you broke up?

Yeah.

She just came to say goodbye.

She's moving away.

Well, I'm glad, 'cause that's no woman for you.

I knew it from the moment I met her.

Let's go.

- How are you, Mrs. Bittori? - Hey, there.

- Do you want to sit down? - Yes, thank you.

How are you, darling?

"My mother tore your letter."

She ripped it?

She's really bitter.

No.

Don't say that about your mother.

There's something else we could do?

What is it?

Send a letter to him in prison?

And do you think he'll read it?

Ugh...

Don't worry, it's okay.

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