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Hello, this is Marian. I can't pick up.

You know, leave a message...

Hello, this is Marian. I can't pick up.

Hello, this is Marian...

RIOT POLICE

CHAPTER 5 PARRA

- Moreno's getting fired tomorrow. - Clearly.

- Can't it be delayed? - Not with what they have on him.

What do they have exactly?

Something from years ago that they've been keeping.

- What did you do? - A rookie thing.

Nothing changes here.

In here, Moreno still leads the investigation.

Inspector Urquijo,

we need another active agent from Internal Affairs

so that all the procedures are in order when we go to trial.

We'll call you when we need you to sign some papers.

Agreed?

Pass us everything you have on the case.

Sure. Though I still don't know what the case is.

There's no need.

Excuse me.

Well, otherwise I won't be able to interpret the information.

- We'll do that. - Moreno...

Laia.

Since I'm here,

it'd be the most practical thing for everyone.

Alright...

fast-tracking evictions to get rich building hotels

is the idea of these three:

Emilio Roca, impresario, boss of the hotel side,

Antonio Jiménez, town planning councillor,

and Paco Cardois, the one we're really interested in.

- How long have you been after him? - Three years.

Moreno suggested that we set up this special commission

to avoid official channels.

To avoid Diana.

When you went to him about the fast-tracked evictions,

he tried to stop you, but you kept at it,

and the worst thing happened: It alerted Diana

and she told her bedmate.

The result: the riot police are handed on a platter

so the matter's forgotten

and they get rid of Moreno with some 15-year-old dirty laundry.

How did he know that Moreno was behind this from what I gave him?

Anyone who knows Moreno knows there had to be a good reason

why he didn't want to look at a case like this.

I didn't realize.

They're bound to be working hard to destroy any evidence.

We have to speed it up.

Starting with you passing us everything you have on the case.

But for today, it's two o'clock

and my mother needs her Sintrom. We'll continue tomorrow.

Sir.

Shut the door. Hold on, wait.

I want to conclude this matter as soon as possible.

I don't want to see them. You tell them.

How did it go?

You've fucked up, whatever you've done.

Even you have no idea.

Headquarters want to cover it up and handle it internally.

Headquarters, got it?

If it were up to us, you'd all be out on the street. So, for now,

be grateful that you're in uniform, for now.

Is that clear?

Concentrate and stop embarrassing us all.

What? Get to fucking work.

Rosales... Excuse me,

I know it's not the time, but...

I'm waiting on my transfer.

No, forget it, Diego. Go on, get to work.

Forget it for now.

- Can you believe it? - What's she doing?

She asked for a switch.

- Why? - You tell me.

Fucking great.

Yes?

- Marian. - Yes?

It's Elías.

- I wanted to tell you something. - Go ahead.

Can I come up?

I'll come down.

- How are you? - Hello.

How's everything?

Fine. Go ahead.

I've been calling you for days and you're not answering.

- I was worried. - Right.

I've been kind of busy.

Listen, my parents are upstairs.

No, yeah...

We found out this morning that you asked to change squad.

We were pretty knocked out.

You can't have been that surprised, right?

With what we're dealing with, it's kind of shitty.

Right. Well, sorry, it worked out that way.

Listen, Marian.

You and I are adults, right?

And fellow officers.

We can keep it separate.

The team's one thing and we're another.

- How are they? - Bad.

They're all in bad shape.

Come back. Come back for their sake.

You and I will act like nothing happened.

When this blows over, we'll see.

- I'll think about it, okay? - The guys will be grateful.

I'll think about it, I said.

I saw that you don't have a shift tomorrow.

Shall we have lunch?

I'm meeting someone for lunch.

Then, I don't know,

whenever you like, another day, no pressure.

- Okay. - You tell me.

We'll talk?

Did you share your findings with Officer Diego López?

- No. - How much did he know?

That the flats of the evicted ended up as hotels.

Did he tell any of his fellow officers?

I expressly asked him not to.

I don't get why it's important what the Riot Police know.

- Is anyone in the Riot Police involved? - No, not that we know of.

- But you suspect it. - No.

- Is it enough? - With this, yes.

Some things are starting to make sense.

Such as?

The fast-tracked evictions had plenty of vans

to ensure that they went smoothly.

Except in the Olivo fuck-up. I guess that's what happened to them.

- Then there's the prepared response. - What prepared response?

Someone warned them that we'd question them about Revilla.

That person must've found out from Diana or Cardois,

either one of them.

But the prepared response idea came from Officer Parra.

Parra?

Alexander Parra, Rosales' nephew.

Rosales has the power to allocate the number of officers.

He could've introduced them to Revilla, no?

How else would some average riot police know someone like him?

No.

Diana and Cardois exposed Revilla, who asked for who knows what

to sell out the riot police

and get those two out of the spotlight.

If Rosales was in on it,

he wouldn't have risked warning the riot police.

Or maybe he would. Rosales adores his nephew.

Well...

Thanks a lot.

What's up, Pablo?

- Can I use that for a sec, Juanjo? - Sure, go ahead

- Watch it, the seat's wonky. - Okay. Thanks.

UNSUITABLE

Salva, how are you doing?

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

- What's up, Navas? - Be right there.

We're getting set for the game.

Right.

Five guys are coming that have records.

- When do the first ones come? - Tomorrow. Are you alright?

- Yes, we'll be there. - I'll tell you later.

I've been looking at the most pressing cases.

I'll ask you if I have any doubts.

- Are you Serna? - Ruiz.

- Ruiz. - I'm Serna.

Come into my office, alright?

I'll need a couple of days to get up to speed.

- And you are? - Ciganda.

- Ciganda. - Aitor.

Aitor. Obviously, you're Laia Urquijo.

- Yes. - Good. See you soon.

- Laia? - Yes.

- Can you talk? - Now, yes. Go ahead.

- It's Rosales. - I knew it.

- Hi, how are you? - Hi.

- Laia? - Yes. Yes.

- Did you hear me? - Yes.

- How's the new guy? - Fine. He seems nice.

- What? - Nothing, nothing.

- Come here when you're done. - Okay.

He's good, I'm telling you.

- Great. - But he won't be here long.

He's going to Algeciras soon for something big.

He'll need to put together a team.

Do as you always do, he'll be impressed.

Laia, I owe you an apology.

Moreno wasn't as clean as I said he was.

Good afternoon.

Come in.

Good afternoon.

Hello, Maru.

- How are you? - Fine, same as ever.

Go ahead.

Look, I don't know who,

someone told me that...

some officers...

who are maybe a bit messed up

or haven't been doing so well lately,

they talk to someone here. I don't know if you know...

Sure, yes. Appointments with Police psychologists.

That's it, exactly.

Well, I might like to talk

to...

You have to call this number that I'm going to give you.

They'll put you on the waiting list.

Okay, great.

9-1-5-4...

- Do you know if it'll take long...? - That I don't know.

But I imagine it won't be long.

Great, perfect.

Okay. It's nothing, it's my wife, you know.

- Right. - Ciao.

- See you later. - 'Bye.

- Hello. - Hello.

We have to be more specific.

- How are you, Laia? - Good.

Sit here, please.

Rosales has spent four years reinforcing fast-tracked evictions.

From the start.

In return, he gets shares in the hotels.

Shares that aren't in his name. That's why we didn't connect him.

- Who's the front? - Someone in a town in Soria,

a frequent collaborator with Cardois.

What's the link between Rosales and Cardois?

They were at the Academy together in Ávila in the 80s

If we catch Rosales, we can use him to get to Cardois.

- With the front? - Too easy to pull apart in a trial.

- So...? - Rosales' mistake

was telling the squad that we knew about Revilla.

That connects him to the plot.

- That's the way to go. - I could never prove it.

Rosales is smart.

- We need a witness - You know them best.

I'd go for Diego López. He's already helped me once.

When he sees that Rosales is involved, he'll take our side.

What's his relationship with Rosales' nephew?

Close friends.

- There may be a conflict of interest. - No, we can use it in our favour.

- Diego López it is then. - I can call him right now.

No, we'll get a summons from Judge Costa.

Let's draft a report on we've got on Rosales.

You can go there.

SINCE WE LIVE APART YOU COULD AT LEAST PICK UP

MISSED CALL

Contreras ordered the eviction to be proceed under bad conditions

that led Officer Osorio and his five men

to take decisions under pressure, the victim of which was...

- Milk? - No.

Diana wants me out of the way.

- No sugar, right? - Yes.

She tempted me with a post in Algeciras.

Makes sense, I'd do the same.

Thanks.

What did you do?

Forge the signature of a judge.

- Why? - To carry on with a case.

And?

I won.

There she is.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Perfect.

How much is it?

- Here. - Thanks.

Bonjour, miss.

Monday and Tuesday to go see her.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Good morning.

Besides, seeing the sea does me good, I need it.

- She's not there? In Cullera? - Yes.

Don't you know the area?

- Good morning. - Good morning.

People go to Benidorm.

Hello, good afternoon.

Marian.

- What the hell are you doing here? - How was lunch?

- What do you care? - I care if I'm lied to.

- I don't believe it. - You realize what you're doing?

What a bad teammate you're being?

- I don't want this conversation. - You never fucking do.

No, I don't want it with you.

Oh, great, very mature, eh? Very mature.

Will you let go?!

You're a fucking coward.

- What did you say? - You're a fucking coward.

Say that again!

- Treat me with respect, you hear?! - Let go of me!

- Treat me with respect! - Help!

- Let go! I'll destroy you. - Yeah? You will?

- Police... - Motherfucker, let go!

Let go of her! What are you doing?

- Let go of her! - What's up with you? What?

- What are you doing? - What the fuck do you want?

- Bastard! - Felipe...

- Get off! - What a bastard!

Bastard!

- Officer Diego López Rodero, right? - Yes.

Good. I remind that you've come voluntarily

and you've been called to declare as a cooperative witness.

- Any questions? - No.

You're already aware of

a presumed conspiracy of town planning malfeasance

that may have influenced the eviction on Calle Olivo.

We have strong suspicions

that someone from Riot Police is in this conspiracy.

That person is Chief Inspector Julio Rosales.

Your testimony may help us to confirm this hypothesis.

Is this for sure?

Yes.

You do know that Officer Parra has nothing to do with this?

Do you need a moment?

No, I want to start.

Did Chief Inspector Rosales

put you in touch with ex-police officer Eugenio Revilla?

- Yes. - Was it his idea?

Yes. Álex... Officer Parra

asked for his help and he suggested this possibility.

Did you speak directly with Rosales about this matter?

No, it was Officer Parra.

Was Rosales at the meeting or meetings with Revilla?

No.

The day we questioned you about Revilla,

did Rosales warn you that we were coming?

I suppose so, but I can't be sure.

- Explain. - Officer Parra came around

to tell me what we had to say if anyone asked.

Out of the blue.

Straight away I thought it was his uncle, we all did,

but he never admitted it.

- Did you ask him? - Several times, yes,

but he always said it was his idea.

He didn't want to be asked. Shortly after, you all turned up.

It was Rosales, I see it clearly now.

- Are you going to...? - No, no.

- Then goodbye. - Goodbye.

And thank you.

He won't warn his uncle.

We'll make him sign a confidentiality agreement.

I get it, Cardois must've been alerted already.

- Right? - Then...?

I don't know.

There's no choice, Moreno. And it has to be now.

Prepare to interview him tomorrow.

Shall I make coffee?

Thanks.

Just one thing.

With Parra, it's best if I'm not there.

I think it's so callous, so lacking in style

that they don't admit that it's an art, because...

no one can deny that it's placing in jeopardy

the basic question that art is asking, about death...

I don't have that problem. Coming from outside

and having no contact with people who are for or against it,

I'm more neutral and I see it as beautiful...

It is beautiful, very beautiful.

- No one can deny that it's beautiful. - All the protocol at the start:

the people, the music, the full arena.

- It's like that person... - Got any of the other?

Yes.

The person confronting an animal

is representing us, right?

In the struggle to survive...

Wait here, I'll be right back.

Okay, come back.

It's deeply rooted in Spanish culture.

I'd have no problem if my daughter saw it.

I love that you have that sensibility.

If only everyone had it.

- What's up? - You got a problem?

- There you go. - Take it easy.

Fucking brilliant here, right?

Can you change the music to something less shitty?

You coming with me?

You coming with me or what?

- Do you understand what you've read? - Yes.

Flats and rackets.

We think they used someone from Riot Police

to ensure that these evictions

were resolved without hitches.

We're talking about Chief Inspector Julio Rosales.

Do you understand?

You're way off track, eh?

Mr. Parra, did Chief Inspector Julio Rosales

introduce you to ex-police officer Eugenio Revilla?

Okay, you're way off track.

- Was it him? - No.

- Who was it then? - I don't remember.

Rosales didn't tell you what to say

- when you were asked about Revilla? - It was my idea.

You all said the only valid answer.

You were aware that we knew about Revilla.

- I said it was my idea. - Mr. Parra,

do you understand that if a corrupt network is uncovered

and its effect on the eviction on Calle Olivo,

you and your squad could benefit in the future trial?

Yes.

Do you understand that if we prove Rosales' involvement

we have a greater chance of uncovering this plot?

I can't help you with that.

Mr. Parra, do you realize how many people

are harmed by this kind of loyalty of yours?

You're not doing them any favours by protecting him.

Did your uncle lend you money for your mortgage?

That's a personal matter.

Don't you think it's strange that with three ex-wives

and let's say, his flashy lifestyle,

your uncle was so affluent?

You said I was here as a cooperative witness, no?

- Yes. - Then this cooperation is over.

Say hello to Officer Urquijo for me.

- Diego. - How did it go with Álex?

- Badly. - Right.

- Are you going to see him? - Yes, now.

Why don't you talk to him?

It's not the time.

You don't think he'll listen to you?

- Give him time. - No, we don't have time.

Listen to me, I know him.

- Fill me in later. - Okay.

- Maybe with all this crap... - Hey there.

Hey.

Did they give you that mark to fuck you over, or what?

Where's Bermejo?

- He just got here. - They can hold on to it.

What?

His exam result. Giving him the run-around...

Did you ask him to hold on to it, yes or no?

- I don't know. - Ask him, I'm telling you.

- Go to Julián and... - Fuck, yeah, I heard you!

- Fuck, José. - I'm saying it to help.

- That's it then. - Don't help any more.

What? What's that, Álex?

What?

- What? I didn't hear you. - He didn't say anything.

I said what I said.

I shouldn't help.

- Look here... - He didn't say anything. Relax.

Yeah, yeah... What, this is all my fault?

This is your fault, Diego's transfer, all of it.

- You haven't got a clue. - That's it, Álex. Stop it.

Hold on, the girl knew everything.

Sure. And why did she get nothing out of the rest of us?

- What the fuck do you care? - Úbeda, no.

- Hold on. Yeah, yeah... - Let him speak, Diego.

What the fuck do you care? You get out of everything.

You've got connections. Shall we ask your uncle?

No one tells you but me. You think it's funny?

- I don't think it is. - You know why I'm laughing?

- These guys don't either. - You're a moron.

What's going on? Enough!

Come here!

- Take him away! - What's wrong with you?

- You haven't got a clue! - Fuck off!

Stop fucking around, okay?

Fucking hell!

- What the fuck is going on, Diego? - Enough.

Hey there.

- Óscar. - Hey there.

Jeez!

Listen up in back!

You've got the job of herding the French.

So, we're going to be there from 17:00 hours.

We gather them up at Cuzco.

They'll be escorted by Puma 100.

First: no bottles or glass, got it?

Yes!

Once we've got them all, we hem them in

and head down Padre Damián.

92, 93: left side.

95, 96: the right. Got it?

Yes!

We know that at least 400 radicals are coming

without tickets.

It seems they want to rumble with the "Ultras".

So, even if they don't get in, they'll stay in the area.

- Maximum alert, alright? - Yes!

They've put their trust in us. We cannot fail.

- Let's go! Let's go! - Go! Go! Go!

Fuck!

Hold it, tough guy. Where are you going?

Hold on a moment. Hold on, Bermejo.

Where are you going? I don't know or care what you did last night,

but you stay right here, okay?

- Don't fuck with me, boss. - Listen, Bermejo.

There's going to be trouble.

We can't screw up today. That's just what we need.

- I don't want to bail on you. - You'd do the same for me.

You're in no shape to work. This is a big day, okay.

Give me a yes. Give me a yes!

- Okay. - Okay?

Stay here and rest up. Drink some water.

- Bermejo's staying in the van. - What happened?

He's in no shape to work, it's better if he stays.

You alright?

- Hey, you alright? - Fine.

- Look sharp. - They're coming.

- Look sharp. - Yeah, shit, okay.

Olympique, Olympique...!

Back a bit, please.

Motherfuckers! Motherfuckers!

Sergio, that'll do!

Come on, that way.

- You got him under control? - Yes.

Fucking hell, cut it out!

- Fucking pussy! - Let's go, let's go!

Fucking hell...

Back! Diego! Diego, are you alright?

That way!

That way! That way!

Move it! Jesus fucking Christ! That way!

Let's go!

Hello.

- Hi. Where are you? - Watching the game.

- With whom? - People from work.

It's quiet there.

Yeah, I came outside to talk.

Are you carrying on later?

I don't know. Maybe. I'll see.

Okay.

- Have fun. - Thanks.

- Big kiss. - Back at you. 'Bye.

'Bye.

In line, we hold here. Úbeda, how are you doing?

- Fine. - Good. Álex, Diego.

- Ready? - Yeah, ready.

We're going to do this right. Let's go.

- Ready? - No, wait.

- What's wrong? - Look, they're pulling that.

Let's go.

Go, go, go!

- Let's go, Diego, shit. - Are we ready? Ready, Salva?

- Ready. - Forward, forward.

Go, clear the square! Clear the square! Go!

Get out of here!

- Motherfucker! - Back!

Get out of here! Fuck!

Get out of here!

Get out of here!

Back! Back!

Here, Úbeda, with me. You alright? You alright?

- Yeah, boss, I'm fine. - Go! Line up Line up here!

Let's go! Take it easy. Together.

Together, together.

Together. Together. We hold on.

We hold on here. Line up there.

Line up there. Good.

Give chase, give chase. Give chase to the end.

Run, now, now!

Puma 93 to Puma 90.

We don't know where Úbeda is. Repeat, we don't know where he is.

Last time we saw him was on Plaza Joan Miró.

- Salva. - Go ahead.

I just saw four guys running with one of our helmets.

- Where? - Down Gutiérrez Solana towards AZCA.

- Towards AZCA? - Yes, AZCA.

- It could be Úbeda's. - Álex, stop, stop!

Tell me where you were!

Hello. I'm National Police, on duty. Puma 93.

I have an officer down, a head wound. He's unconscious.

Around 50 years old. We're in front of Bernabéu.

Joan Miró Passageway, Palacio de Congresos.

Yes. Yes. Perfect. Thanks.

Come right away! Right away!

Hey, Úbeda.

Úbeda, man, look at me.

I'm going to move you, okay? I'm going to lift you up.

Come on, buddy. I'm going to life you up.

Come on, say something, man.

Come on, say...

Say something, man.

Buddy.

That way, Navas, that way!

Watch out upstairs!

Suck my dick.

Against the wall. Against the fucking wall.

Okay, okay, okay...

No, that's not right. Let's talk like this.

Let's talk like civilized people, okay?

I ask and you answer me, got it?

I ask and you answer.

- Don't look at me! - Shut your fucking mouth, moron!

You like my helmet? You want to take it off?

You get off on beating up a cop? Don't fucking look at me!

- I'll shove it up your ass. - Keep your fucking head down.

Relax, Álex.

And that cap? Are you an idiot?

The kind that wears it in bed?

Take my helmet off.

Hit me! Fucking hit me!

What's wrong? I'll fucking kill you!

You hear me, you fuck?

I'll tear out your heart, I'll rip out your eyes!

Son of a bitch!

Hit him, go! Fucking give it to him!

Son of a bitch!

I'M LOOKING AT THE IMAGES. WRITE WHEN YOU CAN. LOVE YOU.

PICKING UP. EVERYTHING OK.

- What's wrong? - Come here.

- What's wrong, honey? - Come here.

Nothing to tell me?

I'll say it again: Got anything to tell me?

I don't know.

Honey,

I'm the only woman in your life, right?

- Yes. - You're going to be a father.

This throws a spanner in the works, it sure does.

You sure you haven't cheated on me, you bastard?

What's wrong?

Hey...

What's wrong, kid?

Don't you want to now, or what?

Hey...