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ONE MONTH LATER

We were at that booth at the Prado at 30 degrees feeling hot,

What's up, guys?

this guy goes pass and says: "motherfucker". "Why you insulting me?"

Yeah, out of nowhere. Then there are those guys...

- What did they say to you? - Nothing. There are assholes all over.

- Shit. Sure. - Marian. What's up, Úbeda?

- What's up? - Good afternoon.

- You love the new guys, right? - Yeah, yeah.

- How are we doing? Alright? - Great, boss. Let's go.

A cop used to go into a bar and get beers, now it's juice.

- Are we ready? - Yes. Yes.

- Was it alright yesterday? - It was pretty calm.

We're set.

Let's go. This is the best "van" in all Moratalaz, right?

Anyone want to bet they sideline us?

Fucking hell.

Navas, can I go to the bathroom?

- Fuck, Úbeda. - I'm shitting myself.

Go on.

The bathroom, please?

RIOT POLICE

CHAPTER 3 REVILLA

They won't finish that either. Time will tell.

Here he goes with the lookout. It's in their electoral program, Dad.

- Oh, really? - Yes.

Since when do you read electoral programs?

Ever since you don't force her.

I forced her to read electoral programs?

- From all the parties. - Go on...

So you know what your guys and the others say.

I'll be dead and that'll still be unfinished, you'll see.

- You're immortal, Dad. - Yes.

Look at them with their mobiles.

Then you don't want the kids on their phones all day.

There you go.

Kids do what they see at home, you have to be careful.

Like yours with electoral programs. A hopeless case.

But I was lucky with you, honey.

- And I am with Diego. - Of course, honey.

I'm going for a swim. Coming, Mateo?

Mateo, sit down, please.

- I'm going for a swim. - I told you to sit down.

- Granddad lets me. - Are you deaf? Sit down.

What do you care?

It's October and it's cold. Your brother caught a cold.

- It's 25 degrees. - I said he's not swimming, full stop.

- Full stop? That's it? - Full stop. That's it.

Another day. Okay, kid?

When is your hearing tomorrow, Diego?

- One o'clock, right? - Half past one, yes.

What's wrong?

- How are you, Diego? - How's it going?

- We missed you. - How are you, Salva?

- How are Catu and the kids? - They're doing alright.

- How are you, Dieguito? - Hey, Rubén. It's all good.

- So, how are you? - You worried about me?

What?

- Give me a proper hug, shit! - Shit, Diego.

- You're looking good. - Thanks.

- How are you, Elías? - How are you? Good?

- How's it going? - Great.

- Where's Toño? - Still in hospital.

Yes, but as usual it's our fault, not the prick who threw the rock.

- Sure. - Diego.

- Yes? - Hello. I'm Alberto, the union lawyer.

- We spoke... - On the phone.

If it's okay, we'll head in.

Starting with you. Don't worry, it's paperwork.

I imagine so.

"...accusation by the Madrid Human Rights Association

against Diego López Rodero, Police Officer, Intervention Unit,

for the homicide by gross negligence

of one Yemi Adichie

during the eviction operation at 7, Calle Olivo, Madrid,

on August 24, 2016, and a second accusation..."

- This isn't what we discussed. - May I continue?

Yes, Judge, sorry.

"And a second accusation against Diego López Rodero,

Police Officer, Intervention Unit,

badge n° 16148,

for destruction of evidence and obstruction of justice."

Do you understand the charges?

- Questions? - Yes. Yes, Judge.

All parties agreed that the accusation

was for homicide by negligence.

Both the Prosecution and the private accusation

deemed it appropriate to include "gross".

In a few days you'll be called to testify. You may go. Send in the next man.

If it's over two years the sentence is mandatory.

- We could do time? - Of course,

- but we must wait for final judgement. - What the fuck happened, man?

We don't know if it's the Prosecution or the Association, but...

someone's put on pressure and they want us, man.

Fuck, man.

Come on.

What's this "gross" stuff, what the fuck is that?

We didn't intend to kill him, but we knew it could happen.

How was I to know the fucking black guy would die? Fuck it!

- Relax, Rubén. - How were we to know, man?!

- Do they think we're animals?! - What do you want me to say?

What are they asking for?

For you, Diego and Álex, 9. For the others, 5.

Fucking hell!

- Okay, okay. - Relax, eh? Relax.

- I'm not going to fucking jail! - Come with me. Come on.

- We'll talk. - We'll talk, we'll talk.

I'm going to get the girls.

We'll talk. See you later.

See you later.

Álex is going to talk to Rosales, isn't he?

Before you do anything, call me.

Please.

...unemployment figures. ABC says the job market...

What's on?

Unemployment, it keeps rising.

It's not what the judge says, it's the accusation, that's different.

Sure, but you admit it's scary.

Why'd you call me? To tell you "poor guy, life sucks"?

Do you have any clout in the courts?

Like I have any clout... It doesn't work like that.

No? What the fuck do we do?

What happened in the suspension?

- Nothing, to me. - Right, nothing happened to you.

Sure,

but this isn't the same thing.

When is your individual testimony?

- Tomorrow. - Right, we're going to do this:

You go, looking nice and calm,

and I'll make some calls.

- Some calls? - Yes, some calls, and I'll tell you.

...yourjob is important and necessary.

Because I imagine you like doing your job,

even if it's tough sometimes. Just like me.

But I don't do this because I like to smack people around.

I do it for other reasons.

Give me one.

Look,

I like to think that I help things work a bit better,

it makes me feel useful.

- Do you want some water? - Yes.

How are you, Álex?

Alright...

Relax.

Alright, we understand...

that this situation must not be...

comfortable,

because four strangers

asking you about your fellow officers is not pleasant.

Is it alright with you

if we talk a little and you tell us about them?

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Did you have time to prepare the testimony?

I gave it a final revision last night.

- Do you know Castro? - The judge? No. Why?

No, you tell me. I don't want to bias you. Need anything?

No, thanks.

We'll discuss it later.

- With that you're done, right? - Yes.

On Friday we show Moreno the traffic fines and we're behind.

- You remember, right? - Yeah, yeah.

The locksmith didn't go back to the courtyard?

No, that's why he couldn't see anything.

And the judicial secretary? Why isn't his testimony complete?

He didn't see anything either.

Here it says Osorio called for him.

- Yes, but he went back out. - He didn't go back in either?

No, he didn't.

- Excuse me, we never saw this. - What?

Why did Judge Contreras refuse to stop the eviction

despite the insistence of Deputy Inspector Osorio?

Are you going to look at that?

It's unrelated.

I'm going to request the full statement from this witness,

because from the information I've got, it's not clear.

- How do you know it's unrelated? - Excuse me?

You haven't looked at it. How can you know?

Do you usually question judicial decisions?

No, Judge. Excuse me.

Why did Judge Contreras refuse to stop the eviction?

I don't know.

- Well, why do you think? - He's the judge.

Does that happen much? That you call to cancel an eviction?

- Not a lot, but it happens. - Did he cancel any?

- If he saw a risk, yes. - Why not this time?

- A fast-tracked order, I suppose. - What does that mean?

You take it from the bottom of the pile and put it on top.

- Why do that? - Hey, you save a few months.

- Is that legal? - It's not illegal.

Nor is it the normal course of things.

Does Contreras do that much?

- Now and then. - Do other judges do it too?

- I don't know. Paco, I'm paying up. - How could we find out?

It'd mean checking all the files. That's a lot of work.

- Tell me how I can help you. - You can't.

Then I'll wait here for you as long as it takes.

Sorry, man, but it was worth it.

Remember we thought it was odd that Contreras refused to cancel the eviction?

He fast-tracked it, gave it priority for some reason.

Maybe that's why.

Look, in Madrid only Contreras and these two fast-track orders.

Get onto them, see what you find. I'll look at Contreras.

What's wrong?

- What? - What?

Shit, I'm sorry.

- I thought you'd be interested. - You took it for granted.

No, I didn't, I asked you so we could do it together.

- You didn't ask, it was an order. - No, it wasn't an order.

- You gave me an order too. - Who asked you?

Sorry I'm just a witness.

We always wanted to look at this together.

I thought we were going to, but there's too much work now.

Rigged concessions on traffic signs...

- Very interesting. - Very.

This is your part.

- Hello. - Hello.

- How are you? - Good.

I thought you'd be awake.

Right.

- How was your day? - Couldn't be better.

Are you alright?

What's wrong?

You fag, you scared me.

- What are you doing here? - What do you think?

Move it. Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, tomorrow.

Move it.

- No what? No what? - I can't hold on till tomorrow.

Yes, you can, champ. Move it.

Hello.

Is Salva in?

Yes.

Now I get you and do this...!

Hello.

- Bermejo. - Hey there.

The sooner we call, the better.

I don't see it.

- What don't you see? - No, I don't see it.

They say this Revilla guy knows what he's doing.

- Why? Do you know him? - Heard of him.

He was in Anti-Terrorism in the fucked-up years.

But now he does this kind of thing.

What kind of thing?

What we can't do.

Sounds like more trouble to me.

Everything about my uncle sounds like trouble to you, Salva.

Kind of, yeah.

If you don't trust my uncle, you don't trust me.

You're not like him. Don't go all "Godfather" on me.

He's the only one who knows this Revilla.

Is he cool or not?

I'd go for it.

Shit, he's an ex-cop. No harm in talking to him.

In for a penny...

That's it then. I'll talk to him.

Just one thing:

A guy like Revilla doesn't take any bullshit.

If he sees we're not serious, fuck it. I don't want trouble with this guy.

Say it.

Say it.

Fucking say it. Say it.

- What's that? - Say what you have to say.

- Here, in front of everyone. - He said the guy doesn't take bullshit.

No, let him tell me. I want him to. Tell me what you have to say.

- This is what I mean. - What do you mean?!

- Fucking tell me! - Rubén...

- No, let him say it. Say it. - Rubén, that's enough.

Nothing to say?

Is this alright with you? Is this alright?

That's enough.

You're all pretty fucking quiet.

The girls... The girls, damn it!

Does your uncle know how long a set-up like this takes?

He says the sooner we talk, the better. So...

Right, the sooner the better.

...from 2008.

We have large sectors that are clearly

returning to positive positions.

Not even the year of cutbacks with new hotel trade hirings...

Dad...

Hey, shouldn't you be...?

- ...half a million more than... - It shows once again...

- Is the temperature okay? - Yes.

Turn around. Turn.

Now off to sleep again, no... Turn around.

- Is that it? - Yes.

Look, this like this...

and this side like this...

Are you alright, Dad? Dad, what's wrong?

I'm fine, squirt.

- I'm fine. - Lucía!

What happened, Dad? Are you alright?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Get me the pills from the kitchen.

- Please, the back pills. - Okay. Come along, Tania.

Thanks, Vicente.

Yes, yes. The last one and I'll leave you alone. Thanks again.

- Got a moment? - Well...

Remember the Judge Contreras thing?

- I remember. - You know I wanted to look into it.

- May I? - Yes, of course.

I was talking to the judicial secretary, okay?

He told me about orders to fast-track evictions.

I asked him if it was normal, if it was common in Madrid,

and he said it depends on the judge. So I looked into it.

In Madrid only three judges fast-track the orders, okay?

Trouble is, they do it too often, 12 times in two years.

The last time was Contreras with the Lavapiés courtyard.

And the best part is that there's a link between these three judges.

They were at university together, the same year.

How are the traffic licenses going?

- I haven't neglected my work. - I'll deal with it.

- It'll all be in on Friday, seriously. - Well...

Really,

there's something in this eviction that we missed before.

The judicial secretary is a good man,

he can help us set up a good investigation.

It's annoying to say things twice to an adult.

Forget the eviction.

- Really, it's important... - I hope I don't have to say it a third time.

You're going to leave it like this?

You're not the only one to use the kitchen.

That's annoying too.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

How are you doing in English?

- Alright... - "Alright"? You have to learn English.

- Sure. - How do you say "pez"?

- Fish. - Fish.

- And how do you say "perro"? - Dog.

Dog. Look, there's Mum.

- Tania. Hi, honey. - Hi, Mum.

How are you? Good? Let's go.

Will you let me explain?

Wait for me there, honey.

You were very clear on the phone.

- No, because you hung up on me. - I don't like being shouted at.

- You weren't too nice either. - Are you going to work tomorrow?

- No. Are you going for me? - You've got a cheek, Salva.

You can run around whacking people,

but changing your daughter's sheets is too much for you?

To run around whacking people

I have to be drugged to the eyeballs.

- Then fucking quit. - Who'll pay your alimony? Your dad?

I don't know. Work it out. I can't go on like this.

Neither can I. I need a little time to...

Look, don't start with the exam.

Can you give me a solution?

- The girl's there. Don't shout. - Sorry, sorry.

Sorry.

Sofía, I need... time... to study.

- Please. - If you fail the exam,

I'll have your balls.

Thank you.

- Squirt. - Come on, sweetie.

- Where are the others? - Here, waiting.

- How are you? - Fine.

- Here we are. - Come on, we're late.

Good afternoon.

...but it usually doesn't happen.

And when it does, you bite the bullet.

And now with the "flora and fauna" in the Town Hall,

it almost always happens.

- Want anything else? - No, thanks.

Miss...

- A beer. - I'll get another.

- Another here. - And a juice.

Please, three beers, another of these

and another juice for the young man.

Alright, straight away.

It's crystal clear to me.

It's a short-term and a long-term deal.

In the short term the black man stops looking like a victim.

I can talk to some friends

and get them to prepare a file...

with priors for violence, that kind of thing, right?

Then the press takes care of the rest.

The long term is trickier.

You have to wait for the trial

and get a friendly judge.

Not one of those who hates police, and they exist.

Right.

What's wrong with you?

Me? Nothing. Why?

Do we know each other?

I don't think so.

You weren't in Valencia that time?

When?

- In Valencia... - How much is this going to cost us?

Well, these people aren't cheap,

but I can get it for you for 20 "large ones".

- Shit! - Hey,

it's a good price.

You talked about 9 years, eh?

No one here can do better.

Yes, thank you so much.

The nephew here is so polite.

Anyway, gentlemen, that's the deal.

From now on, eyes down, like sheep.

Yes, "bwana" to everything.

- And wait for the sky to clear. - Understood.

Oh, thank you.

If I'm not mistaken, it's...

- just over 3,300 euros. - More or less. About that.

4... 4,000, right? 20 between 5 is 4.

- Well, with the kid it's 6. - What?

- He wins out of this too. - Fuck, we've left him out of this.

Now we want him to pay? When he's out of a job?

We'd better leave the kid out of this, right?

Those of us here pay, full stop.

- What about you? - What about me?

You've made up your mind, right?

Hi, Sofi, how are you?

- Have you got two minutes? - All right, shoot.

It's about the trial, a problem. I need a little help.

I hope it's not money.

4,000, for the lawyer.

You're kidding me.

If it wasn't important, I wouldn't ask.

Ask your other ex.

I just called her, I just asked.

You're unbelievable.

Salva, save it.

I swear, when I pass the exam, I'll give you back every last cent...

- Look, I'm hanging up. - Hey! Hey!

Hi, Mum.

Hi, honey. I called you a couple of times.

Right. We were... having dinner.

Are you alright? You sound weird.

- A bit tired, that's all. - It's quiet there, huh?

- Right. They're in bed. - So early?

Leave them, they were a handful today.

When do you arrive tomorrow?

I thought I'd leave after the court, at night.

Any news?

What?

No, it's all the same.

Really, let's consider how a guy like that got to be boss.

- How? - You know what?

I don't know him.

Run that by me again and see if I get it.

- Alright, for example... - Go.

I go to him with a suggestion

and he's always like:

"Well, we'll talk about it later".

- Always like that. - I don't believe it.

No. Every time you imitate him, you're more over the top.

- I swear he's like that. - No way.

He's got no blood, no instinct, no character, nothing. Really!

Exactly.

- Can I get some more ham? - Yes. Wait.

Alright...

What if I keep at it?

Honey, you can't disobey your boss, you know that.

- But we agree that he's useless. - It doesn't matter.

- No, it does, Edu. - Never mind, I don't want to argue.

I'm not arguing. I want your opinion.

- Well... - What? What's wrong?

The last thing I'll say.

Going your own way,

would it be because you believe in the cause,

is it for your career?

I don't understand.

If it's to gain points with your female boss,

with Diana, to show what you're worth...

God, you're way offtrack, buddy.

Well,

I won't say any more.

Good, great. Thanks a lot for the support.

- Oh, I don't support you? - No, you don't support me.

I'm amazed that you say I don't support you.

Excuse me? You don't support me.

- Never mind, forget it. - You obviously don't.

If you supported me, you'd agree with me and my opinion.

I support you with your parents, your work, everything.

No, you don't. You listen to me, talk it over a little,

but you don't support me. When did you once agree with me?

- You don't support me. How do you? - I support you with the ham.

Here.

I'm here to see Vicente.

- Good morning. - What are you doing here?

I have to talk to you.

You can't turn up without warning.

You won't answer your phone.

It must be that I don't want to keep doing you favours.

I need to know if you checked the numbers of the orders.

I have enough work already.

Did someone tell you not to talk to me?

No.

You got a call, right?

Judge Contreras will never find out that you gave me the information.

- You don't get it. - I don't get what?

It wasn't my boss who called, it was yours.

Moreno?

What did he say exactly?

Exactly, to shut my mouth.

You saw the numbers, right? Just that and I'll go.

- I can't. - Please, Vicente.

You're a real pain.

So...?

Coming.

- Not having lunch? - No, I'm staying a while.

Right.

NATIONAL POLICE SEARCHING DATABASE

REPORT NOT FOUND

- Yes? - Hello.

This is Officer Urquijo,

- from Internal Affairs. - Yes, I know who you are.

I need to talk to you. Can we meet?

- To make another statement? - No, no, relax.

- I'm not in Madrid right now. - Are you in La Coruña?

On the way.

I just want you to listen. Maybe I can help you.

How?

Meet me.

Hello, Diego.

- I guess you don't have much time. - I am in a hurry, yes.

- Do you want anything else? - No, thanks.

Okay, here it is.

I always thought it strange that the judge wouldn't stop the eviction,

so I looked into it. In Madrid a set of evictions

was fast-tracked without the usual procedure

for reasons known only to the judge, okay?

- Yours is one of them. - What does that mean?

I don't know yet,

but by the nerves of some people

when I looked into it, there's something there, I'm sure.

If it's confirmed, it could help you in the trial.

- So, you've got nothing. - I do, of course I do.

I have indications in your eviction of negligence

- in the judicial chain. - Where do I fit in?

I need to study the reports on the previous evictions,

but as there were no incidents, they're not in the network.

- Only in the files of your HQ. - And?

Can't you do what you like at Internal Affairs?

It's not an official investigation yet.

Your bosses don't know.

I don't know how far it goes and I can't risk anyone finding out.

Look, you're facing a trial that could change your life.

I found out that they're asking for 9 years.

I'm giving you the chance to do something.

Do you know why I called you?

In the questioning you were the only one who said you did this

- because you liked feeling useful... - Find someone else.

- No, listen for a moment. - I'm sorry.

- I wanted some mackerel. - How many?

- Give me four. - Very well.

- Hey, why don't you come? - No, honey, no.

- Whole pieces? - Yes.

OK.

- Come on. - I said I don't feel like it.

That's that.

A man has died at the hands of the Police of this country.

What man?

Take into account that this man was reported several times

for violent altercations with the Police.

And he had other priors, he's no angel.

This man was convicted

of violence against women in his country. That's relevant.

You're saying that having a criminal past

- changes the gravity of the facts. - No, I think it's very serious,

very serious what happened. But I want to put this

into the individual context.

- Yes? - I'm here. Come down.

Come up for a moment.

Come up? I'm double-parked. Come on, come down.

Leave the car for a moment and come up.

Will you come down? I can't stop here. Come down.

- What's wrong? - Okay, we'll come down.

What's wrong?

- Dad, say it gently. - Yes, relax, leave it to me.

And Raúl?

Diego, I wanted to talk to you.

I got a fright yesterday with Mateo, okay?

What fright?

I lost him for a couple of seconds...

I didn't see a wave and he swallowed a lot of water.

- But is he alright? Is he alright? - Of course. Can't you see? Yes.

- Did you go to the hospital? - No, there was no need.

No need why? How do you know?

No, it was just a fright. Don't worry, okay?

So you fucking ignored me?

Listen, the lad wanted to swim and I let him. That's all, okay?

Do you know how hard it is to bring up kids

- when you're away all fucking day? - No, I don't.

- And how hard it is to trust someone? - That's why I'm telling you.

- Well, you told me. That's it. - Diego, he's just apologizing.

- I asked her not to say anything. - Why get her involved?

- To tell you to your face, okay? - Fine, you told me.

- I may not leave him with you again. - What? Watch the car.

- The car's fine. Where's Raúl? - Upstairs, staying with my mother.

Staying with your mother? Please, go up and get him.

- Can't I be with my kids? - Okay. Will you wait here?

- I'll wait here. What's up with you? - Come on, I have to get out.

- Can't you see I'm putting the boy in? - You've been here for ages, dickhead.

"Dickhead"? Plus you call me a dickhead?

- Idiot. - Calm down.

- No! Don't touch me! - Listen, please.

Go up and get the boy, please. I'm calm, okay?

I apologize, that's that. Fucking hell!

Let's go. You alright, son?

That's it, eh? That's it. Come on.

Diego.

Are you coming?

Careful, honey, careful.

- Don't wake him. - No.

Right, that's it.

Don't wake him.

There. Good, honey.

Catu, you go ahead.

I'm going for a smoke.

Don't be long.

It hurts there.

- Laia, turn it off. - Hello?

- How are you? - Fine.

In two weeks my suspension ends and I go back to Madrid.

Tell me what you need.

Okay.