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Spain at 8:00.

Good morning. Following the end of

Pro-Amnesty week in the Basque Country,

a funeral was held in San Sebastian yesterday for murdered

policeman, Manuel Ortega De La Cruz, killed by ETA.

ETA has broken its cease fire due to

the violent clashes between security forces and...

It's around here.

- You sure? - Absolutely.

These streets are narrow. If someone double parks...

He'll stop somewhere where we won't be blocked in.

...two men were wounded following gunshots fired by

unchecked cells last night in San Sebastian.

President Suárez condemned the violence and expressed that

amnesty for Basque political prisoners concerns the entire government.

Not only minister Martín Villa.

The parties are preparing their campaigns for the first elections in our democracy.

Tomorrow, Saturday, Santiago Carrillo will hold a rally...

...in Las Palmas and in Bilbao on Sunday.

for PCE supporters alongside party president, Dolores...

The storms...

affecting the province of Gerona

are causing massive damage to agriculture...

Be quiet! Don't move!

Get up! Move! Time to wake up.

You need to come with us, Don Javier. Put your shoes on.

THE DINNER GUEST

- What did she say? - There's no need for surgery.

The area looks clear.

No traces of the tumor?

That's right, Dad. Nothing left to remove.

That's great news.

I'm hungry. You guys?

- Yes. - Let's grab a bite.

But if it's all gone, why the chemotherapy?

And radiation therapy, Dad. It's standard procedure.

We came here for a second opinion.

Now we have it, right?

Relax.

We, the majority, need health care and education that's...

So...?

It looks great on you, you look beautiful.

- Isn't it a little... - Not at all. Buy it.

Can't it be another color?

You look fabulous.

- It's 50% off. - Step on it, please.

Let's eat something already. I'm starving.

Buy it.

Are you coming or what?

Thanks, honey.

How are you feeling?

Great.

What are you up to?

- Were you saying something? - What are you doing there?

Listening to a lecture.

- For your classes? - For my thesis.

They've assigned a substitute while I'm with Mom.

You need to pay attention to your mother.

I am paying attention, Dad. Besides, it's not like

she's going anywhere.

That's not funny.

Go on, have a stroll.

When we're done, I'll let you know to pick us up.

Where am I supposed to go?

There are some great bookstores or you can go to the hotel.

I don't feel like spending time in a hotel.

Sweetie, come here.

Sit here with me.

Shall we take a picture?

- A picture, now? - Sure.

- The three of us. - Come on.

Okay...

Better if she's in the middle.

- Over where? - Here, to the corner.

- That's it. - Let's take a selfie, okay?

Yes.

Here, Dad.

Dad, come on, you're blocking us.

- Wait. - Excuse me...

- Good morning. - You mind taking a picture?

- Sure, no problem. - Give it to her, Dad.

Thank you.

Just press that little arrow, like that, and turn the...

- This one? - That's it.

Here we go.

Okay, enough!

- Dad. - Easy now.

Take the picture.

Dad.

- Keep lifting. - Harder.

Hold it there. Steady, steady...

Hurry!

Hurry! Call the police!

It's okay, it's okay...

- Honey... - Yes?

- You should find a new apartment. - Don't you like it?

It's a little...

Finding an apartment around here isn't easy, Dad...

This is a mansion.

- You should change neighborhoods. - No.

Living in a nice area is important.

This place isn't very comfy and it's far from campus.

Well, I love it. Pamplona is tiny as it is...

No need to run into the same people every day.

I can't wait to take your mother on vacation.

The doctor said to avoid sun exposure.

Everyone needs a change of scenery, in the south too.

Things are quieter down there.

I hope you don't drag her along on those trips of yours.

A bit of sea air wouldn't do her any harm.

Roasting for eight hours on one of your friend's boats isn't the best idea.

She's thrown up plenty with the chemo.

Do you always have to be so unpleasant?

I don't have the soul of a poet, like you.

I don't want any tea.

And let's get going, she's probably done with the tests.

Congratulations.

So, we can go home?

We'll check things out after the summer.

- That's wonderful. - Bravo, Mom.

- Is she cured? - Like with any type of cancer,

we need to wait five years before we can say for sure.

But, things are looking good.

Will I meet my grandchildren?

You will.

Don't hold your breath.

Is she fully discharged?

Dad, she just said that will happen in five years.

We can go to the beach, just like you wanted.

I like breakfast here.

Since you won't let me stay for San Fermín,

let's at least pay the saint a visit.

Sure.

I've already checked. All clear.

With your dad's rushing, I barely had time to get dressed.

You look beautiful.

We could have stayed to have lunch with Icíar.

I'd like to get home, I'm tired of all this hopping around.

As soon as you get to Madrid, you'll pack for the beach.

That's it, gang up on me.

Thanks for everything, hon.

Come to the beach for a few days. I'm going to miss you.

As soon as school's out, I'll go.

Bye, Mom.

I need to use the bathroom.

- Where's your mother going? - To the bathroom.

Here.

I saw you reading it at my place.

Thanks.

Go with her.

No need, Dad.

Go on. You don't want to regret leaving her all alone...

Mom.

I'm fine.

With all that crap that they've been pumping in me,

no wonder my guts are acting up a little.

Go on, go with Dad, I'll be right there.

Go!

- Don't leave him on his own. - He's the one that sent me.

When your father gets moody, it's best to humor him.

Let's go.

Fernando, whenever you're ready.

They're asking for a billion, but there might be some room for negotiation.

- A billion is a lot of money. - It's outrageous.

So, perhaps, if we point this out, they might agree.

But you do understand that a billion pesetas is insane.

We don't expect you to give it away.

It would be a loan, to be repaid, of course.

- A line of credit, so to speak. - A loan in whose name?

My father's.

We cannot extend a loan to someone who's been kidnapped.

How will he sign the documents?

His children can sign on his behalf.

But the properties are not in your name, correct?

Nor the factory, the house or the company.

Well, my sister works with him.

And you?

No, I'm a journalist.

Well, perhaps we could look into a loan with the house as collateral,

provided there are no outstanding mortgage payments.

No, no, no, the house is debt-free.

Does your father have any liquidity?

Maybe we could help you access any accounts or other investments.

And using the house as collateral...

Hang on. No.

My father isn't that rich.

We're willing to sell the house, the factory, his shares, everything.

Legally, it is complicated.

You cannot liquidate his assets, Fernando.

You don't own anything.

They kidnapped him. But it could have been any of you.

You understand?

The point is, Fernando...

And I'm sorry to be so blunt, we would be setting a precedent.

And that's not good for any of us.

Including the bank and you, Fernando.

You understand, right?

Who's to say as soon as you pay they won't kidnap,

I don't know, one of your siblings.

And call yourself his friend?

Well, my father wouldn't think twice.

He would give whatever it took to save your life.

We cannot be blackmailed by terrorists.

This is a matter for the police.

But as a gesture of goodwill and because, as you rightfully point out,

I'm a friend of your father's,

the bank can extend a personal 50 million loan.

Fifty million?

They demand a billion and you lend us 50...

That's all his life is worth to you.

Vote for the center,

vote for Suarez, vote for freedom.

In the center of your life, in the center of your soul...

- Busy day? - The usual.

How about you?

I was thinking about heading to the academy, back to my classes.

I think it's still too soon to go back to work.

What's wrong?

- Where does it hurt? - Wait.

I don't know. My back.

My back, here.

The muscles.

We shouldn't sleep with the air conditioning on.

That must be it.

What's wrong with her? Why is she in so much pain?

It's silent metastasis.

It's a type of metastasis that's very rare.

But unfortunately...

Silent? What does that mean?

That it's an explosive metastasis.

That's spread the cancer.

Where?

In the bones...

It also shows up in the liver, in the kidneys...

In the lungs.

I'm very sorry.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

How is she?

Sleeping.

Stay with her, okay?

Remember to add the drops to her food.

If she's in a lot of pain, call the palliative caregivers.

- Do you have the... number? - Yes.

Dad, don't worry. I'm on it.

What do you prefer? Gelatin or yogurt?

Sit with me.

Come here.

I've been thinking and I'd like you to play Handel at my funeral.

Don't say that.

One thing less to figure out later.

What if we head back to the hospital?

We'd be better off in Pamplona.

No.

Whatever needs to happen, let it happen here.

In my home.

Besides, the doctors already did everything they could.

Yeah, but doctors make mistakes too.

Not this time.

From here on, they'd only be messing around.

And I refuse to be intubated. No way.

I've enjoyed...

Spending time with you.

I've enjoyed it very much.

Me too, Mom.

Take care of your father, hon.

Don't leave him on his own, okay?

And keep it simple.

Life can be really hard sometimes,

but there is also beauty.

You'll pull through

because you know how to find it.

Turn off the engine.

Identification.

Put your hands where I can see them!

Step out and open the trunk.

My parents say, we can't be friends.

Mom! Mom!

Mom!

What's wrong, sweetie?

I don't know...

A dream.

Come here, honey, tell me all about it.

There. Tell me.

We were in Bilbao.

And you were picking me up at school in that yellow car.

You loved that Renault...

But it was such a hunk of junk.

What ever happened to it?

We gave it away when we moved to Madrid.

Probably ended up in the scrapyard.

Don't you stand on the balcony again, Elena.

- They can see you. - Let them.

You think it matters?

Everything we do matters.

You think Dad doesn't read the papers?

He doesn't want us putting on a show.

Never talk to the press without checking first.

The mediators were very clear about that.

The mediators are worthless.

You don't trust them?

- What did you tell them? - Nothing.

That we don't know anything. Where is Ignacio?

He went over to the Echevarría's.

What about the bank? What took you so long?

How much money?

- What do you mean, "no"? - Not here, in the kitchen.

No. He should know too.

Maybe you should go back to school tomorrow.

No. I want to stay with you guys.

I can walk you there.

I want to be here when Dad comes back.

How much are they lending us?

Fifty.

Fifty?

They say they can't give someone a loan that isn't there to sign it.

An issue that's stirring public opinion

is the kidnapping of well-known Basque businessman,

Javier Arriaga. As reported, ETA has claimed responsibility.

The perpetrators are an ETA splinter group, the same cell

that kidnapped and murdered businessman Ángel Berazadi

last year. This raises new concerns in the Basque Country...

What did they say about Dad?

- Gonzalo. - Who's that guy they killed?

Come on, answer me.

Is Dad ever coming back?

Fernando...

If the bank won't lend you the money, go to another one.

There's plenty. Promise me he's coming back.

Of course he's coming back.

Let's go for a walk.

- Where are you going? - Come along.

Are you crazy?

And a "Senators for Democracy" van was pelted with rocks

in front of Fuerza Nueva's headquarters.

I fell asleep.

Hi.

They're beautiful.

I knew you'd like them.

Hang on...

Easy, easy, hon. I'm hurting all over.

There...

I hope they hold up.

Hydrangeas don't do well in Madrid.

Want some lotion?

Don't tell him.

About what?

Your dad.

The state I'm in.

We had such a good time.

- Remember? - Yes.

How are you feeling? Need anything?

No, sweetie, I'm more comfortable in bed.

What's this doing here?

- They're for Mom. - Why?

We'll put them outside, don't worry.

I don't know, Dad, because they're pretty.

I brought you a present.

It's beautiful.

Icíar, look.

Yes.

I'm going to see about dinner.

Put it on me.

This area is very sensitive.

- Here? - Yes.

Let's see... Let's spread out around here.

You really expect them to be holding him in the woods?

There are only toads out here.

Welcome aboard, rookie.

You'll wise up.

Good afternoon.

We are combing the area, searching for a missing person.

Have you seen or heard anything recently?

Look, a man has gone missing

and we think that he might be in this area.

Out here, it's just me.

Want to have a look?

If you don't mind.

- Pretty dark. - Excuse me?

Inside, it's dark.

If you see or hear anything strange, call the civil guard.

I don't like trouble.

Sure, I can imagine.

What's this?

I found it lying around.

People come up here for picnics and drop things.

They litter the woods.

May I take it, if you don't mind?

Go ahead, all yours.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Sleep okay today?

Her back still hurts.

The palliative caregivers said we can boost her morphine.

The doctors...

What was the point in going to Pamplona?

She said she was going to be fine and look...

She doesn't want anything.

She's hardly eating.

She can't swallow.

Make sure you eat.

I'm not hungry.

You need to eat. You need your strength.

What about you?

That's unbearable! Why do you insist on using it?

Don't get so worked up.

You don't get it. I've already been through this.

It's freezing.

This morning I told Marcelina to turn off the heating.

Why?

- It's June. - It's freezing. We should turn it on.

- Put something warm on then. - I'm freezing.

Well, I'm sure Dad's cold too. The more we save, the better.

Are you expecting someone?

I don't want to see anybody.

Are Don Javier's children in?

Good morning.

We found this in Amurrio's juvy center.

Your father has a connection with that center, right?

Yes, our father presides over the juvenile court.

He's there every week.

The envelope contained this key.

Any idea what it's for?

It doesn't look familiar.

You, Fernando?

- No. - Maybe a safe?

I don't think so. He doesn't keep any valuables at home.

Perhaps a place where he might keep money or documents?

- Can we read the letter? - Yes, sorry.

By all means.

Mind if...

Go ahead.

"Dear children, at last my kidnappers allow me to write to you.

This comes after reading so much about you in the newspapers."

See how we need to talk to the press? See?

Dad's going to think we don't care.

Don't say that.

He knows how much you love him.

We've talked to the press. Dad is aware...

You talk to them...

But you don't tell them the truth, that no one's lending us money...

Be quiet.

Read.

"Forgive me for causing so much fuss. I appreciate the interest

shown by people and organizations.

In my solitude, I take refuge in prayer and the memory of your mother.

The books I brought also help.

Let's place our trust in the Holy Family, to whom you know I'm so deeply devoted,

knowing that everything will turn out for the best, for the good of our souls.

Don't worry about me.

I am in God's hands.

I forgive those who abducted me and apologize to anyone I've offended.

All of my love, your father embraces you. Javier."

Give me the key.

I know what it's for.

But only Dad's allowed to open that.

If he sent the key, he wants us to open it.

Have a good look, maybe Dad hid something.

There's nothing in here.

You sure?

Trust me.

The only thing your dad wants is for you to remember your prayers.

You know how strict he is about that.

Go on.

Here.

Alright, lunch time.

Go on.

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

- Dad! - Gonzalo.

- Dad! Dad! - It's just a nightmare, Gonzalo.

- Look at me, I'm here. - Dad, Dad!

- What's wrong? Easy now. - Dad!

- Dad! - He's shaking.

Dad!

Easy now.

He'll be here soon. Your dad will be here soon.

- Dad! - Sit down, come on.

Calm down, Gonzalo, look at me.

You should go in and say goodbye.

She's lost consciousness, she's almost gone.

I can't.

I can't bear seeing Mom like that.

That's not her, it's...

That's not Mom.

It's okay, hon.

As you wish.

It's fine.

- Icíar Arriaga? - Yes, speaking.

We're going to kidnap you.

We're coming tonight to take you away.

Don't tell anyone.

Icíar.

Don't lose faith.

Take it easy.

What are you doing?

Gathering her things.

- And do what with them? - I don't know.

Dad, save it for later.

Better to get it over with.

"On the afternoon of May 4, 2011, mother called me and said:

'Icíar, I have cancer but it's nothing.'

A few hours later, she got into a car and sat with her tumor

until she arrived in Pamplona.

While she, my dad and his escort were on their way, I called the hospital."

The concept of economics, according to Elinor Ostrom,

adds to the traditional division of assets, both public

and private, with...

Common goods.

That's why, the fundamental tenants of her theory

is that the market does not...

The market is not...

I'm sorry.

- Who is it? - Dad, it's me.

- Hi. I wasn't expecting you. - Hello.

Had I known, I would have picked you up at the station.

Didn't you start your classes?

I took a few days off.

Careful about neglecting your job like that.

Not a good idea, Icíar.

It's just the practical classes, anyone can substitute me.

Why did you rearrange the furniture?

Just because.

It looked better before.

And the portrait?

Mom didn't like it.

It's freezing in here.

I can shine yours later if you want.

Dad...

I've come because...

I'm not feeling well.

What's wrong? Are you sick?

Yes.

Maybe not...

I don't know.

I can't concentrate.

I have these dreams...

I think about Mom a lot.

When I was little...

When we lived in Bilbao.

- Remember that one time...? - I can't remember.

You know what a lousy memory I have.

I'm going to bed.

If you're hungry, there's food in the fridge.

Have you had any contact with the terrorists that we don't know about?

No, I don't think so.

Know that not having all the information only hinders our work.

Are there any updates?

A mailman found this in a mailbox.

It's an ultimatum.

We don't have a billion pesetas.

The banks won't lend us money. No one cares.

We've managed to secure fifty.

Whoever is negotiating must make this known.

They don't care.

Do you believe what they're saying?

That they'll kill him?

Judging from our experience...

But your father is an important person. Maybe...

It's hard to know with these people.

We only have five days.

Until Saturday the 18th, right.

But can't you track down whoever mailed this letter?

You have your informants, you can look for fingerprints!

A letter touches many hands. It's not that simple.

But we're on it, of course.

We have checkpoints on every road in case he's moved

and the civil guard is combing the woods every day.

There are checkpoints because of the elections. Not for our father.

And meanwhile our dad is somewhere right now, okay?

Waiting!

JAVIER ARRIAGA KIDNAPPED

Hi, what are you doing here?

Waiting for you.

You want to go anywhere?

- I told José Antonio to go home, but... - No.

- What's wrong? Are you okay? - Dad...

In a drawer... I found a rosary, some handcuffs and a...

- What? - And a...

I found a rosary, some handcuffs and a blood-stained prayer-book.

Come on, let's go home.

See you tomorrow!

That's what you've done all day? Rummage through drawers?

- Don't be angry, Dad. - That stuff belonged to my father.

Except the handcuffs, those are mine.

- I've never seen that stuff before. - It's no big secret either.

Dad, you were my age when he died.

- I don't know, I never noticed. - Yes.

You were, you were exactly my age.

There you go, we've had the same rotten luck.

Go on, come in.

Three hundred thousand?

That's all you could get?

And the other uncles?

No.

We've already called his college friends, hardly got anything.

Two hundred thousand pesetas?

Hon, this puzzle is baffling. Here.

Look.

Let's see.

"L..."

An upside down 3...

Then this one... It says here...

SPOT THE ERROR

Now you take it away!

You rascal!

"My dad is the opposite of my mother.

My mother was a feather.

My father is a hunk of concrete who dreams of being a feather.

My mother was carefree and took the bus.

My father can't go anywhere without his bodyguard.

My mother let go of the past.

My father can't escape his family's past."

Look, look! Amurrio juvenile detention center.

Here. "Spot the errors."

Okay, thanks. I'll call you later.

And the puzzle is also pretty odd.

Did you know about this?

Whose idea was it?

But who did it?

- Is it so Dad can see it? - It's for the terrorists.

Did the newspapers suggest it, or was it your idea?

"Question. Will you give them a reward?"

We need to let them know we're willing to do anything it takes.

Willing to do what if we don't even have a tenth of the money?

What's going on?

All this arguing?

If they release Dad, we'll get it.

We'll sell the house, he'll sell the factory.

You expect them to believe a message in a word puzzle?

"Solution: I will pay."

Look.

They read the newspapers every day.

This is why they kidnap people!

- To make headlines! - And fund themselves.

Alright, calm down, take it easy.

I can't just sit here and do nothing!

No, you go into the woods with a priest and a pendulum.

He's a friend of Dad's!

- That priest is a shyster. - Come on, no arguing.

Stop arguing.

What other options do we have?

I'm listening!

Breaking news. ETA just issued

a statement in newspaper 'Gara'

renouncing the use of arms and calling a final halt

after 51 years, of terrorism and

a total of 829 people killed throughout its history.

This statement, in which...

- Can you turn off the stove? - Shut up, lady.

Alright, just watch it.

If you don't want anything to happen to your Dad, no calls to the police

or anybody else until noon.

Understood? Have a seat.

Dad! Dad!

Take the picture.

Don't worry, kids. The worst they can do is shoot me.

Dad!

Dad, Dad!

Dad, please don't...

International mediators asked the terrorists

to declare a permanent cease fire.

This marks the end of a nightmare that has afflicted Spain for 5 decades.

More details to follow.

ETA believes that the International Conference

that recently took place in the Basque Country,

is a highly significant political initiative...

The agreed upon resolution brings together potential solutions...

What's going on?

ETA's announced the end to their fight.

...for Basque society and the rest of the world. In the Basque Country...

Meaning?

You won't be seeing me anymore.

...to find a fair and democratic solution to a unique political conflict.

Instead of violence and repression, dialog and consensus...

Did my father ever mention my grandfather to you?

I mean...

Well, about the kidnapping.

There must have been an investigation.

They must have tried to find him.

It was different back then.

The police and the civil guard didn't have today's means.

Right.

But if you're so curious I can ask a colleague from that time.

...our recognition and respect for each and every one of them.

Believe it or not,

we'll miss you.

This is what we wanted all along, right?

Well, here it is.

Icíar.

- Yes? - When I stop protecting your dad...

Just keep an eye on him.

It's not easy for people to walk on their own again.

...and to act boldly and responsibly.

We are waiting for

President Zapatero to make a statement at the presidential palace...

Old habits.

Are you sure you don't want me to drive?

Where was the backrest knob?

- There, on the left. - Right.

Got it.

It won't start.

You need to push the key and step on the clutch at the same time.

I know.

That's it.

- The handbrake. - Of course.

Where is...? Where?

- There. - Ah, yes.

- It's still there. - No, you have to step on the brake.

Ah, okay. So complicated.

The headlights, Dad.

- Ah, right... - Over here.

All set.

Dad, can you put on your belt?

- That bell is driving me nuts. - Darn noise!

Okay.

Dad! Dad!

Dad, you have to go the other way.

- Reverse towards the right. - Yeah, I get it.

- Okay, careful! The side mirror... - Yeah, I see it!

- Watch it! You're going to hit... - Shut up already.

- The column! Dad! Dad! - I'm not blind!

You really have to go back to driving school, okay?

A little more respect, I'm your father.

Fine, but you'll get your license revoked before we hit the street.

What are you going to do while I'm at work?

I don't know.

Take a walk.

Go to where mom used to take me when I was little.

Things have really changed around here.

This is me.

Be careful now.

Nothing more dangerous than you driving.

THE BASQUE COUNTRY PARALYZED STRONG CLASHES IN BILBAO

TWO MORE DEAD IN THE BASQUE COUNTRY

BASQUE INMATES RELEASED

UNANIMOUS CONDEMNATION

THE KIDNAPPING OF JAVIER ARRIAGA. STILL NO UPDATES

WORD PUZZLE

FINAL ELECTION WEEKEND

KIDNAPPING

All set.

- Everything go okay? - Yes, long and dull, but fine.

Are you done, then?

Just about. What did you get up to?

I went strolling.

That's great. Bilbao is a lovely place for a walk at this time of year.

I was at the newspaper library.

I read stuff about Grandpa.

About the kidnapping, I mean.

That was a very long time ago.

Let's get a taxi.

I'd rather walk.

Come on.

When that happened to Grandpa...

How many of you were living at home?

Because Uncle was still a kid, wasn't he?

I'm done with meetings for today.

We can make plans this afternoon, if you like.

Well, I wasn't exactly thrilled about leaving.

I liked my school and our house.

Madrid is bone dry. I remember the first time

I saw the Casa de Campo, I thought there'd been a fire.

Castile is pretty in its own way.

"Castilian oaks, on hillsides and slopes.

Oaks, dark oaks.

Humble and strong."

Why were they threatening you?

Because of my job, you know that. So, what do you say?

Shall we do something this afternoon?

What do you prefer, beech forest or pine forest?

"Who saw, without a tremble,

a beech tree in a pine forest?"

Did you read the book I gave you?

- Which one? - Robert Walser.

I read it back in the day, years ago.

Wasn't it wonderful?

Your grandpa loved hiking in the woods.

He'd go every weekend with a photographer friend.

He wore out every pair of shoes in the woods.

He trekked past every village, farmhouse, church...

As you know, he wrote a lot about the history of Biscay.

I'm writing too.

Ever since Mom got sick.

The night she died, I dreamed I was kidnapped.

I don't know, Dad. It seemed so real.

What stuck with me was the solitude.

I want to take you somewhere.

Where?

Wait here.

Well, if we have to leave, we'll leave.

We can't live like this, Fernando. For your sake and ours.

We can't always be checking under the car.

Or not look in the mailbox in case there's a letter bomb.

I know.

And I'm sorry.

I think the time has come to act.

We'd have to think about it, right?

It would mean leaving the house, your classes. Everything.

It's decided, we're moving to Madrid.

- When? - As soon as possible, meaning now.

Are you sure?

You don't mind leaving your parents?

Barely seeing them?

I care about you staying alive.

And not getting killed.

The entire day will be devoted to covering

today's election, with polling stations opening at 9:00 AM,

many of them already with long lines of Spaniards

wishing to cast their ballots early.

Expectation is high around the country,

clearly a sign of the widespread interest in our new democracy

for citizens everywhere.

- Already dressed? This early? - Yes.

I'm going to vote.

With a different government, they might negotiate, change everything.

But, kid, have some breakfast first.

Okay, then...

Take a muffin.

- Okay, fine. - Good.

Everything will be fine.

Bye.

Spain has undergone three weeks of intense political activity...

- Where's he going? - To vote.

Can you believe it?

Want to have breakfast, here with me?

Come on then.

It'll be delicious.

Coffee...

The voting booths inside the polling stations

are designed to ensure voter secrecy.

"They say, in my family there is always an extra dinner guest at the table.

Invisible, but always there.

He has a plate, glass and cutlery.

Every now and then he turns up.

Casts his shadow over the table and erases one of those who are there.

The first to disappear was my paternal grandfather.

The morning of May 20th,

1977, Marcelina put a kettle on the stove."

Leave that, come on. Always working.

I wasn't working, I was writing.

You should get back to your classes in Pamplona.

I'm going to quit teaching.

Why?

It's not my thing.

And what's your thing?

I don't know.

Maybe when I write the book, I'll figure it out.

Am I in your book?

Of course.

It's not one of those about killing your father, right?

Do I look like a killer to you?

You don't want me to write.

Just say it.

Why does it bother you, Dad?

It doesn't bother me.

It's just that it's pointless.

- Thanks. - Welcome.

Thanks.

Dad.

I read that...

Since Grandpa was kidnapped until they found him, over a month went by.

I don't think this is the right place for that conversation.

You never told me anything.

Why not?

It must've been very distressing.

Do you really think it's something a little girl should hear?

I stopped being a little girl long ago.

That also happened long ago.

Why did you bring me on this trip if you don't want to talk?

Grandpa was a great person.

Genuine, honest and very religious.

Just like you.

He was more so. He felt deeply religious.

And you think that's what helped him cope?

I think that we have to respect his memory.

Do you have his letters?

What are you ordering? I'll get the hake and peppers.

Dad.

I'm sure the sea bream is delicious. Or do you prefer steak?

I want to go back to Grandpa's house.

Don't put me in your book, leave me out of it.

Can I see his letters? The papers only had snippets, I'd like to read them.

What letters?

The ones he wrote to you while he was kidnapped.

There are no letters, there's nothing.

The rosary and the handcuffs are at home.

I think I just lost my appetite.

You're not going to tell me anything?

- Tell you what? - What happened, Dad!

What for? What's the use?

I don't know, Dad! I don't know! You tell me!

- Why not? - We're not like those people.

- What people? - The tell-all on TV kind.

- Then what kind of people are we? - Let's drop it.

No! I want to talk about this because I need to!

- They can hear us. - Well, let them!

Why? Why didn't you keep Grandpa's house? Or even bring the keys?

Icíar, be reasonable!

I don't understand. Tell me, what is it? The memories? Is it because

you feel you didn't do enough? Because you feel guilty?

- Is that why? - It was so long ago!

You only just fired your bodyguard!

Don't be ridiculous! I haven't suffered as much as you think.

Things happen, you deal with them, and that's it! I'm not so special.

You keep sweeping things under the carpet! I don't get it!

- Can't you see how damaging it is? - Icíar, enough!

Spanish Public Broadcasting. Today's first news report.

Fernando...

It's 2:00 PM, 1:00 PM in the Canary Islands.

And now today's second news on National Radio.

Good afternoon. Our main story is still the kidnapping of Javier Arriaga.

Today marks the deadline set forth by his kidnappers

to pay the demanded billion peseta ransom, with no new updates.

Over the past few hours and in light of the deadline,

there has been a general outcry

for the life of the hostage be spared.

As of this morning, there are still no official results

from last Wednesday's elections.

97.12% of the votes have been counted...

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I didn't hear you come in.

What did you get up to?

I explored the town

and did some writing.

Have a bite, it's delicious.

Like mom's?

Almost.

Almost.

I'd like to go to Alto de Barazar.

I want to see the site.

There's not much to see there, it's just a forest.

I'd like you to come with me.

I was already there once.

I'm not going.

I'll take the car.

Here's what I've written, in case...

In case you want to read it.

Leave that, Marcelina. Come on, have a seat.

It's been a month.

No news...

...is good news.

Good how?

Good would mean those bastards let him come home.

Watch your language.

You know your dad doesn't like it.

That's what they are.

Maybe he's on his way back right now.

This place is a pigsty.

Hello?

Put on Radio Popular!

Hurry!

Here, let me.

In a statement sent to our news room, the terrorist group has confirmed,

in their own words,

that they have executed

businessman and former Bilbao mayor, Javier Arriaga...

Motherfuckers!

Motherfuckers!

...pay the demanded ransom amount.

His body has been found in the Alto de Barazar area.

It's not true!

- Motherfuckers! - They're a bunch of liars!

Dad is alive! Fernando!

Dad is alive.

- Motherfuckers. - Dad is alive.

Where are you going? Fernando!

What will become of us, Marcelina?

You may write

that my father offered no resistance.

He let them take him away.

And the man who got me out of bed,

aiming a machine gun at me,

was wearing a red ski mask.

All I wish...

Is that they were here with us.

You know how I picture them?

Like two oaks.

Simple,

vigorous,

but free from torment.

Free from torment.