Original subtitles

You have a debt with me. Get me 30 kilos and we'll be even.

IN PREVIOUS EPISODES

But you have to deliver it down to Madrid in the next few weeks.

If it's good stuff, I'll want more.

-How much more? -600 kilos.

-JIMMY: What do I gotta do? -EMILIO: Take a bag down to Madrid.

-I get 500 bucks? -550.

RULO: The other thing, you still interested?

Yeah, of course.

I think it's your turn, Koala. Take a bag to Madrid.

-Of explosives. -No way, dude.

-The only one here with balls is Baby. -Leave Baby out of this.

Baby's a fucking kid, you know that.

EMILIO: Hey, I'm sending the kid now.

(THUDS)

-KOALA: Do you know what was in there? -BABY: Keif, I dunno.

KOALA: Keif, my ass.

(WHISPERS INAUDIBLY)

EMILIO: Tomorrow we meet the Moors. Ready, Baby?

Yeah, let's move it.

This series is based on the interview that Gabriel "Baby" Montoya Vidal granted to

journalist Manuel Jabois in 2014 and on the summary of the mass trial for

the largest jihadist attack on European soil committed

in Madrid on March 11 2004.

(DOG PANTING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV)

NARRATOR: (OVER GAME) Pull down 4. Turn left.

(TIRES SCREECH)

NARRATOR: 360 and grab the pod. Turn right.

REPORTER: ...snow in lower areas.

Meanwhile, quite a storm is brewing over here near the Canary Islands.

That, accompanied by a cold front,

is going to cause a great deal of rain to freeze overnight.

Right now, we're also seeing some showers along the Mediterranean.

-(BEEPING) -REPORTER: We expect snowfall to increase.

Starting tomorrow, the snow will last throughout the weekend.

So please prepare.

Down south we're seeing warm, humid air, which will float up from the peninsula.

(DOG BARKING)

(PANTING)

(BARKS)

(BARKING)

NARRATOR: (OVER GAME) Four. Three. Two. One. Go!

Race has started.

Race has started.

(BARKING)

(BARKS)

What's that face?

NARRATOR: (OVER GAME) Race has started.

Race has started.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

NARRATOR: In 20, Turn right.

In four, turn right

In 40. Down four. Turn left

SEE YOU IN ANOTHER LIFE

In 60...

DO NOT ENTER

(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

Where are you going in this weather?

Out to Koala's.

Where are Dad's boots?

-Which ones? -You know, his mountain ones?

I think they're up there.

You're wearing those boots just to go to Koala's house?

He moved to the country.

PILI: Koala did?

Yep. He bought two cows. One's brown and one's black.

Those are too big.

No way, Ma. They fit great.

They fit fucking great.

(INHALES)

Hey dude. Our crew is now complete.

Here, take it.

Look. Who's he look like?

I don't know.

Like someone on TV. The dude with one tooth!

-Hey, laugh, dude. -Eh?

Laugh for a second!

Do you mean El Cuñao? El Risitas?

That's who! He's like El Cuñao! He's El Cuñao!

He's got teeth.

Yeah, but, I dunno it's in his eyes and his expression! Yeah.

So how do you say "no teeth" in Moroccan?

C'mon, leave him alone. We're getting the fuck outta here.

Now they're in a rush. What do you think, Baby? Huh?

It's rude. To us it's rude. Eh?

But you know what? We're bigger people.

You're coming with us, huh?

And El Risitas and the other guy, follow behind us in the other car.

(ENGINE STARTS)

February 28, 2004

12 days before the attacks

EMILIO: You know what my father did whenever we went on trips?

(KISSES)

The Virgin of Covadonga.

Mm. You guys don't do that, yeah?

You got it better.

How close are we to the mine?

About 40 minutes, give or take. We're about to pass by El Alto.

Do you know about El Alto?

You know, kid? Do you know about El Alto?

El Alto del Praviano. It's a whorehouse over here.

If you fuck them they pay you for being brave.

And fuck me, they're ugly. Like fucking a fridge from behind.

Fuck my fucking life, Mowgli.

-EL CHINO: The fuck's wrong? -EMILIO: What do you mean?

What's up?

We have to head back there. That's what's up.

What are you saying?

I'm telling you dude, you're ugly.

But also elegant, hmm? You're too much.

They are my brother's, much better than what you got.

Look.

He was gonna wear these into Narcea.

He thought the Conchita Mine was a club. Fuck me, am I right?

Take these.

Hey, you know where we're going, Muslim?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

We're arriving now.

You just have to climb up that hill.

Come on, let's go.

Yo, kid, where are you going? No, you wait here in the car.

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS)

(SNORTS)

Damn.

Eh, make sure you grab the tops and screws, hmm?

They're just up ahead. About 500 meters.

EL CHINO: You're not coming?

I already brought you,

I showed you where they are and I explained everything.

Want me to piss for you, too?

Damn it, Emilio, you're taking me to Avilés.

And you're going to bring me right back here.

And don't fuck with me because this is what we agreed upon.

EMILIO: Fuck. (SCOFFS)

I'm like Mother Teresa. Yeah.

-Always giving, never receiving. -(ENGINE STARTS)

Sure, fuck it, all right. One of us will bring you back then.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

ANNOUNCER: (OVER PA SYSTEM) Please present your card

at checkout for members' savings.

Good evening.

(SCANNER BEEPING)

ANNOUNCER: Ask our team members for any help.

Be sure to sign up for a club card

to receive half off all produce today only.

(SCANNER CONTINUES BEEPING)

-CASHIER: Club card? -No.

CASHIER: €195.

-CASHIER: Your receipt? -Sure, thank you.

-CASHIER: Thanks so much. -See you.

Hello, good evening.

EMILIO: Marisa, two glasses.

(MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

-BABY: You can see it from space. -See what?

The Great Wall in China. (CHUCKLES)

Are you going to do all that?

(SNORTS)

(GRUNTS, SNIFFLES)

(BABY SNORTS)

-Oh, hey. -EMILIO: What?

About the... the Moors.

What's wrong with the Moors?

BABY: What are their plans?

Their plans for what?

-The dynamite. -(KNOCK ON DOOR)

-Did they ask something? -The Moors?

No, the guys you bought the gun from. You have it, don't you?

Did those guys ask you why you wanted it?

-But you gave it to me, Emilio. -(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

-MAN: Hurry up. Let's go! -Damn it, hold on!

It's a hypothetical question. Hmm?

You get it? That gun's yours. (SNIFFLES)

And I never asked you what you were gonna do with it, did I?

You didn't.

Because you don't ask. That's good business. Hmm?

(WATER SPLASHING)

I mean, uh, it's probably to rob a jeweler. Hmm?

Explode a safe, you know? Hmm?

Aside from pushing drugs, that's what they do.

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

(PULLS BRAKES)

-You'll take 'em? -But you're not going?

EMILIO: I'm busy tonight. You know how to get there, right?

Uh, yeah.

EMILIO: Take 'em and wait at the entrance. And if the police show up,

say you were partying and pulled over, hmm?

Just to rest. Got it?

(SNORTS)

(SIGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

-(KNOCK ON DOOR) -EMILIO: Come on, kid, let's go!

(THUDS)

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

When did you learn to drive?

A couple of years ago. I think I was 13.

You're like El Vaquilla.

Who's that?

You're Spanish and you don't know El Vaquilla?

Actually I don't know a lot. But I can drive a car.

And you think you can drive it slower?

Tell me what's wrong with him.

-BABY: Huh? -With Emilio. What's wrong?

(SIGHS)

He saw ghosts a long time ago.

What do you mean?

BABY: The ghost of Langreo.

You didn't know this place was haunted?

He saw it one time and then he got messed up.

The ghost, I mean. Because Emilio is fucking fine.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

You should slow down.

Fuck. Slow down.

Damn it. Stop here.

-Where? -I said to stop here!

(SIGHS)

You see 'em?

All right, go. Hurry.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION IN MOROCCAN ARABIC)

It's a downpour, and it's not stopping.

Are we gonna make it back?

Yeah, of course.

(SIGHS)

(EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES)

EL CHINO: (IN MOROCCAN ARABIC) Are you sure this is the way?

KOUNJAA: I put markers...

EL CHINO: What? I can't hear you.

KOUNJAA: ...to show the way.

I haven't seen anything.

AKCHA: I don't see anything either.

Are you sure this is the way?

EL CHINO: Check if you have signal.

KOUNJAA: Wait, wait...

AKCHA: I have signal, hey! I have signal!

KOUNJAA: Let's go, let's go.

(IN ENGLISH) So, we'll just say it! La Campanario.

-MAN: Yes! -WOMAN: And the...

(TV CONTINUES PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

What's up?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-EL CHINO: Hello? -Did you get back?

We can't see the markings! We got lost up here.

Fuck!

-Where the hell are you? -EL CHINO: We can't see the markings!

Damn it, are you there?

EL CHINO: The signal's shit! I can barely hear you!

Where the hell are you guys? Fuck my life!

EL CHINO: We're in the middle of the woods!

-The mine is off to my left now! -EMILIO: Okay, hold on.

Listen up. Are you still there?

Can you hear me, damn it?

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

BABY: Motherfucker. EL CHINO: Hey!

What the hell happened?

Open the trunk, hurry up.

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)

EL CHINO: Come on.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

(SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES)

-Everything okay? -Yeah, it's all good.

It's back in the trunk there.

EMILIO: All right, let's get out of here.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION IN MOROCCAN ARABIC)

EMILIO: (IN ENGLISH) It's almost 3 a.m.

Don't get comfy, you gotta head back.

Why you giving me that look?

Okay. Now, or tomorrow?

Right now. Who knows about tomorrow.

(EL CHINO GRUNTS)

(THUDS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)

(SNORTING)

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

What's up, Ramón?

Shit, Emilio.

You look like you just watched Sporting Club play.

You know Oviedo is my team.

Well, that's even worse.

But I mean you don't look good.

Wanna know why?

Because I drunk a lot and didn't have enough drugs.

Wanna know what's going on with me?

I'm scared shitless.

Oh, yeah?

Because I've seen you act like an asshole.

I've seen you be a bastard, seen you drunk.

But I've never seen you like this.

Like this how?

You look very worried.

Marciano!

Come on, bring me a drink, I guess I look worried.

(CHUCKLES)

I wonder what you've gotten into to look like this.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION IN MOROCCAN ARABIC)

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)

EL CHINO: Shit.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

EL CHINO: Slow down.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

EL CHINO: What is he doing?

(SPEAKING MOROCCAN ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH) Fuck. Step on it.

Hurry.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

So you're not going to tell me what you're doing?

Can I ask you something, Ramón?

Yeah?

Know why you shake the sugar before you open the packet up?

Mm-mmm.

Because if you open it

and then shake it...

-(BOTH LAUGHING) -Emilio, God damn!

Close my tab, Marciano! Shit, I don't have all day, c'mon!

Close me out!

(SPEAKING MOROCCAN ARABIC)

(SPEAKING MOROCCAN ARABIC)

(DOOR OPENS)

(SPEAKING MOROCCAN ARABIC)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(IN ENGLISH) Good morning.

What's up?

Is there a problem?

NEIGHBOR: Not with me. But I think you guys have one.

What's that?

I mean, if you go to the mountain today, I don't know if you'll come back.

You better be prepared.

Yeah man. Uh, don't worry, we got our supplies.

Okay, don't ask to be rescued later by the helicopters.

Yeah, of course, man.

See you.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(SPEAKING MOROCCAN ARABIC)

EMILIO: Well, that's it.

Hey, what about my boots?

Buy new ones with the money you just earned.

Hey, you, Vaquilla.

For you. Buy yourself something.

Hmm, yeah. See you.

Yeah. I'll see you.

In this life or another.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(WHOOSHES)

(BEEPS)

OFFICER: Do you know how fast you were going?

(EL CHINO SIGHS)

All right. Identification.

(GLOVE BOX OPENS)

(RADIO STATIC)

OFFICER: Yes?

-Dispatch. -DISPATCH: (OVER COMMS) Dispatch, over.

License plate number two-nine, five-six, Bravo, Tango, X-Ray.

DISPATCH: Copy, two-nine, five-six, Bravo, Tango, X-ray, over.

Records clean, over.

OFFICER: So, you're from Belgium?

Yes, sir.

OFFICER: (CLICKS TONGUE) You don't look Belgian.

My parents are from Tétouan, you know it?

OFFICER: Oh, yeah, I've heard of there. Used to be Spanish, right?

And all this was Al-Andalus.

OFFICER: That's true.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

OFFICER: Very good. Sign the ticket for me.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BABY GRUNTS)

BABY: Hey, toss me a napkin.

Some of the characters, events, and dialogue in this series have been

fictionalized or invented for the purpose of dramatization.

With respect to such fictionalization or invention, any similarity to the name

or to the actual character or history of any person, living or dead,

or any actual event is entirely for dramatic purpose and is not intended

to reflect on an actual character or their history.

BASED ON THE BOOK BY MANUEL JABOIS "NOS VEMOS EN ESTA VIDA O EN LA OTRA"

PUBLISHED BY EDITORIAL PLANETA (GRUPO PLANETA)