01x05 - Episode 5

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The jihad does not die with its men,

when the sacrifices

of our brother martyrs

are still remembered

and perpetuated by those who live.

The sacrifices

of our brother martyrs.

Salah Al Garheeb is dead.

He was tortured to death

in your Spanish prison!

- Hi, honey.

- This is Christ's mystic body

He was m*rder*d,

but his death

will never be forgotten.

The Word defines us as people

I tell you, all those who stained

their hands with his blood

will be punished.

- I'm sorry.

- Mum, you're leaving?

I invite every brother

to avenge my father.

will be members of the Church

Allah is the greatest.

THE UNI

And no one noticed anything?

It must've happened at night.

We found him

first thing in the morning.

f*ck.

You're f*cking kidding me.

He bashed his own head

against the wall.

And those wounds?

Self-inflicted, he did it for weeks.

How do we prove

it was suicide now?

News of his death mustn't spread

inside the prison and beyond.

That's tricky,

news travels fast here.

Hakim has to be isolated again

before he starts a reprisal mutiny.

Brothers, Salah Al Garheeb

was tortured in prison

by the guards until he died.

- Hakim, come with me.

- Why?

The warden wants to see you.

He'll explain.

Come on, let's go.

This is proof that it's true.

They k*lled him.

Let's go.

Brothers, peace, peace!

Peace, peace.

- Let's go.

- Peace.

Peace.

What did Hakim tell you?

That the guards tortured him

for days

- and beat him to death.

- When did he tell you?

To me and my cellmates, last night.

To the others, this morning.

I want the names

of all the inmates he spoke to,

even if it was to say, "hello",

"pass the salt", whatever.

Everyone.

Did he talk about doing anything?

Some kind of reprisal?

Nothing, he's always told us

he's a man of peace.

Nothing.

Okay.

He announced Al Garheeb's death

before they found the body.

- It's a coordinated action.

- Al Garheeb was meant to be isolated.

He could've sent word

through his lawyer.

We have to arrest him

before news gets out.

Come on, Carla. He's a lawyer.

They'll go for our jugular

if we just arrest him.

This suicide makes no sense

unless it's meant to provoke

some reaction: A mutiny here

or a response outside.

We have to be ready.

Now I understand

why the Americans k*lled Bin Laden.

We made a mistake putting

Hakim with the common inmates.

"We"? No, make no mistake,

we did it because you scared

the people upstairs.

But relax, we can still play it

to our advantage.

Marcos, one question.

Did you like the stripper clowns

that we sent you?

Yes, Lúa loved them.

Okay, the fugitives turned on

the hostage's phone in a forest

some 30 kilometres

from where we found the body.

- When did they activate it?

- Ten minutes ago,

for a few seconds, enough for us.

We're heading there right now,

- they're fleeing on foot, desperate.

- Desperate

or not, Sergio, be careful, okay?

You're pissed to not be here

when we get them, huh?

No response?

You climbing the walls right now?

Sergio.

- You're climbing the walls.

- Any news, call me.

LAWYER

- Ramón.

- Hear this.

Al Garheeb's lawyer has disappeared.

They haven't

heard from him since yesterday.

- And his mobile's off.

- Right. Keep looking.

Leave a message at the practice.

Say he'd better contact me

before making any move.

Okay, I'm on my way.

She told me.

She's been seeing him

for a month in secret.

Why are you in the robe?

- I don't feel like swimming.

- Neither do I.

But take it off,

I'm hot just looking at you.

What's wrong? You're acting strange.

Don't worry, I'm fine.

But he's married.

Doesn't Rachida mind?

Why would she mind?

He gives her loads of gifts.

Handbags.

Jewels.

And

He's well endowed.

The wine's running low.

Do you have any more?

It's the last bottle.

Well, we'll get another one.

And smile. You look like a sourpuss.

That sourpuss Rachida

should look for other women's men.

Or I should,

I married the least rich

and the dumbest of the two brothers.

Cheer up, Amina.

With this house

and your husband's money,

I don't know

what else you want from life.

I'd give anything for

They're coming!

You two have a hard life!

We're very bored.

- Where's Ismael?

- On the phone.

- How are you?

- I missed you.

Me, too.

A problem!

Look, fool, tomorrow at 8,

bring me the merchandise.

Do you understand?

Bring it to me at 8.

It's not my problem.

Alright, Hakim.

As of now, you'll be totally cut off,

from you lawyer as well.

Got me?

I know you won't tell me

your intentions with the death

of Al Garheeb.

I know.

But you know that, whatever happens,

you'll pay the most here.

We know you were going

to meet with Ismail.

We follow him, Hakim.

We follow all of you.

Everyone.

Al Garheeb's plans won't go anywhere.

Your w*r is lost, accept it.

Do you really think it's worth

rotting here in jail,

for the rest of your life,

for a lost cause, Hakim?

Do you really think it's worth it?

I can offer you a way out.

I spoke to the prosecutor and

a few years here, very few,

and then

money, a life wherever you want.

Wherever you want, Hakim.

Think it over.

What are your intentions

with Al Garheeb's death?

Be smart, tell me.

Our w*r is not lost.

It's useless, he won't give in.

Let him rot in there.

Come on, we have to sweep

a perimeter of 4 kilometres!

Please!

They've found a mobile.

Near the riverbank.

15-4 to Iker-0:

We'll take care of it.

- Look for any prints.

- Where's this mobile?

Here.

Get that dog back.

It's the woman's mobile.

From here on, eyes peeled!

They found a trail

three kilometres from here.

Bag this mobile.

- They're recent.

- They are.

They're the tracks of a Land Rover.

Road access is meant to be closed.

What cars do the Rangers use?

- Jeeps, I think. Find out.

- On it.

They hijacked another vehicle

or someone picked them up.

Speak to the Rangers personally,

see if they're missing a vehicle.

And put out a search on a Land Rover.

Got it.

I don't know. They may have called

someone to transport them,

but they definitely have help,

and we've lost them, Marcos.

Where's the logic in that?

It's common sense, I think.

Everything alright?

Everything's fine, fine.

Just supposing.

Maybe in other places

Look, Pepe, take it back. Please

- See? No looks, but they communicate.

- Who's that inmate?

Rachid Hamid.

He got out a few weeks ago.

Theft and drugs.

He has no link to the jihad,

but he's crazy.

These two also got out

a couple of weeks ago

and were seen with him in jail.

But, as far as we know,

they had no contact with him.

I want all three of them.

We're onto him, but the other two

are whereabouts unknown.

You take care of them.

Okay. Thanks.

Are you happy?

Did you like the magician?

- Bye.

- Bye.

Hey!

Thanks.

Don't worry, Lúa's fine.

She's inside with your dad.

- Well, I

- Wait.

We lost them. And I wasn't there.

It wouldn't have changed anything.

You're going already?

- Did you have fun?

- Yes, it was great.

- Thank you.

- Bye.

See you soon.

Marcos.

They have logistic support.

Right.

They called someone.

Someone picked them up.

We have another problem, Marcos.

Al Garheeb k*lled himself last night.

For now, we've kept it quiet,

but if news gets out,

- we're in deep sh*t.

- How did he k*ll himself?

Hey! How are you? Did you have fun?

- Thank you for inviting us.

- Right.

See you.

- See you soon.

- Bye.

I want you here with Ramón, okay?

Okay. Go to Lúa, don't worry.

Olga.

- Look who's here.

- Lúa, honey.

She's acting offended now,

but she was playing all the time

with the girls. She had great fun.

I feel bad for her,

it's not her fault.

I get it. And I'm not saying it

so you'll forgive me.

Do you remember I once left

you and your brother in a shop?

There was an ETA alarm, remember?

A supermarket, Dad.

Well

You held it against me for

I don't know how long.

You also forgot to call Mum

to come and get us.

You haven't eaten, have you?

You don't look well.

Can I get you something?

Well Don't worry about Lúa,

she's not as resentful

as another girl I remember.

Besides, you're doing better

than I did.

Well, that's not so hard.

Are you sure you're alright?

I'm worn out, Dad.

I'm missing something,

and I don't know where to look.

It's impossible.

I know the score, Carla.

When I ignored you two

or was mean to your mother,

it was really because

I didn't know

how to handle the pressure here,

the impotence, the frustration

You know that if you fail,

someone dies. And you can't fail.

But you can't control everything.

Sooner or later, it'll happen,

and there'll be a victim

you couldn't save, and

that's how this is.

Go on,

go to the little one.

Don't do what I did.

Hey, you

Grandpa told me you figured out

almost all the magician's tricks.

Is that true?

What's wrong, Longstocking,

are you never talking to me?

You're the only one,

the only mother

who left her daughter's Communion.

Well, honey,

your mother's a police officer.

Lucas' mum is a police officer, too,

but she goes to

all of his hockey games. All of them.

I've explained to you, Lúa.

- Mine is a different unit.

- Dad was there.

Only you have emergencies. Always.

You shouldn't have had kids,

because kids suffer, you know?

Don't get dramatic,

it doesn't suit you.

Mum, are you alright?

Yes, honey.

Let's go home, okay?

Tarek, they're here.

Let's go. Move it.

BOKO HARAM BARRACKS, NIGERIA

My heart, my life, my soul!

I was told of your father's dead.

I'm sorry, my friend.

It's not good to go through the pain

in solitude.

Nadim, my gift.

I have a wife in Syria,

and I remain faithful to her.

- She must go, please.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- Okay.

Andrés, go ahead.

Sorry. Rumaya has sent out

a new appeal from Nadim.

Alright

How awful.

are still remembered

and perpetuated by the living.

Salah Al Garheeb is dead.

Tortured in his Spanish prison

- Now we know Al Garheeb's plan.

- Yes, and we'll look like sh*t.

If Nadim spreads this video and

not us, the media will crucify us.

We have to ask the media

not to hype this up.

When we have the situation

under control,

- we'll give them the details.

- It's not that easy, Carla.

If anyone can do it, it's you.

These favours

are costly in the long run.

If the news gets out,

I'll have all my personnel

watching every reaction

in every corner of the country!

We'll lose control of the situation,

it'll be chaos!

Salah Al Garheeb is dead

I'll talk to the Minister

to see what can be done.

Spanish

Are you alright?

We carry on.

I invite every brother

to avenge my father.

Allah is the greatest.

Good morning. We've called you here

this morning to tell you

of the death of Salah Al Garheeb,

which occurred yesterday.

The press was not told

strictly for security reasons.

We also want to point out

that this is, without a doubt,

a suicide.

And for complete transparency,

external experts

will witness the autopsy,

one of them

from Madrid's Islamic community.

As we have more information,

we will keep you updated.

Good day, and thank you.

Good morning, dear passengers.

We will be shortly landing

in Laos International Airport.

LAGOS, NIGERIA

- Where is he?

- It's here. We have to wait.

We stay with the patrol, okay?

I shall take you to see William.

Okay.

Guys!

Just two of you. No police.

No, no. Where is William?

- No, wait, wait!

- No, no!

- It's dangerous to go alone.

- I'm talking to him, period.

- Not without the patrol.

- Are you coming or not?

Wait!

- Miriam!

- Wait.

f*cking hell.

Hi. Excuse me.

I'm a bit lost, I'm not from around.

I'm looking for my cousin,

I think I got the wrong address.

Samir's his name. Samir Amir.

No? You haven't seen him?

Thanks a lot.

Of the inmates who contacted

Hakim in prison,

we only have the whereabouts

of Rachid, in a flat in Très Cantos.

- Pressure him to talk.

- What about the prosecutor?

I'll take care of the authorization,

don't worry.

One thing, Carla.

Everyone's also very nervous

about Nadim's appeal.

Al Garheeb's death

will have consequences.

At the slightest thing,

we'll act, with everyone.

I'm going for Rachid.

Allah is enough for me.

What better guardian!

Copy that.

More than 100 messages per second.

On social networks, the deep web.

It's a plague.

I can imagine.

It's probably nothing,

but we can't rule anything out.

WE WILL RETURN TO ALLAH

He sent it to me here.

Police!

But what worries me most,

beyond the tide of messages,

is that some "delicate" profiles

are either strangely silent

or meet their contacts in person,

they don't trust the networks.

We can't go after all of them.

All the teams are on this,

working double shifts.

We can't keep up.

This is what Nadim and Al Garheeb

want with the suicide,

for us to go mad

and miss the main thing.

We're doing well. Okay?

If there's anything big, tell me.

But we carry on. Good work.

Thanks.

Rachid's flatmates

say he left a few hours ago.

Let's go.

- Police! Hands on your head!

- I haven't done anything!

- Who are you?

- Hold it! On the ground.

I haven't done anything!

I haven't done anything!

I haven't done anything! Let me go!

Let go of me!

I haven't done anything!

I haven't done anything, f*ck!

Let go of me, you're hurting me!

Let go of me!

Nothing on him.

I haven't done anything, f*ck!

Let go of me!

We've got him, we've arrested Rachid.

I don't buy it, I don't.

Find out if he's talked

to the people around him.

- What do we know about Samir?

- Nothing yet, but we're on it.

- I want them all.

- I'll keep in touch.

We carry on.

OPERATION BOW

- Go and rest, I'll stay.

- It's not like there's much to do

No football today?

He's either extremely cautious,

or he smells something.

He never gives anything away.

Ismail, leave me alone.

Ismail, leave me alone.

Ismail, leave me alone!

I'm your husband.

- f*ck

- Not like this, Ismail!

I'm your husband!

Quiet, don't wake the girl.

I'm your husband.

I'm your husband!

Is William here?

Go inside.

Inside.

William?

Stay there.

I'm risking my life

with you being here.

I appreciate this opportunity

to talk with you.

Let's get straight to the point.

What do you want?

I need to find out why Al Garheeb

travelled from Nigeria to Spain.

The fact that I met him doesn't mean

he told me the story of his life.

Please. When did you see him?

About four months ago

in a Boko Haram camp,

at the border

between Nigeria and Chad.

What were you doing in that camp?

Did Al Garheeb

want to buy any weapons?

But later, he

he went over to Spain

without an escort or any weapons,

as far as we know.

All I know is he disappeared

before we closed the deal.

Why didn't the CIA arrest him?

Was Al Garheeb a CIA agent?

Look. Al Garheeb wasn't an agent.

The CIA was having him followed.

They wanted to see if

he might lead them to the big shots

who control

the chemical weapons traffic

that goes

through the port of Laos.

He and the Boko Haram

were searching for sarin.

Five hundred litres.

Enough to wipe out the population

of an entire city.

But nobody produces sarin anymore.

That's why they couldn't make a deal.

But why did the CIA let him escape?

They didn't.

Al Garheeb disappeared unexpectedly

from the scene and remained missing

until you guys arrested him

in Melilla.

Did he manage to obtain the sarin

from another trafficker?

Well, there are still

some old arsenals in Libya and Iraq,

hiding God knows where.

Do you know this man?

Put the picture on the table.

- Okay. Here?

- There.

I don't know him. Who is he?

Ismail Hamid.

He's a drug trafficker from Melilla.

Al Garheeb went there to see him.

Perhaps the drugs they needed

to exchange for chemical weapons

The drugs the DAESH handles

don't come from Spain,

they come from Asia and are sold

to Europe, not the other way around.

Sold to people like this guy, who

then introduces them into his market.

If Al Garheeb wanted to see him,

it must have been for another reason.

Ismail has set up

a solid distribution network.

If he is capable of delivering

his drugs all over Europe,

he can deliver any other stuff.

Like the sarin.

Enough with talking. Go.

Okay.

Thank you.

At Ensenada de los Galápagos,

in ten minutes.

- Hello.

- Hello.

I'm sorry about

what happened last night.

Your partner, where is she?

She doesn't know I'm here.

- I must go, it's dangerous for me.

- I know. I know, Amina.

That's why I'm here.

You don't know how sorry I am

for not intervening.

It's alright,

- Don't worry.

- I do worry.

Amina, I want you to know

that I won't desert you.

Neither you nor Basma. I mean it.

I promise I'll do all I can

to get you out of here.

Trust me.

Here.

- What's this?

- Look.

- It's your favourite, isn't it?

- Yes. Thank you.

Listen, inside is my personal

phone number.

Memorize it and rip up the paper,

alright?

And anything you want,

anything, whatever,

call me.

Okay?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Don't think that those k*lled

by Allah are dead.

On the contrary, they're alive

with their Lord, well provided for.

Die, you sons of b*tches!

Die, you sons of b*tches! Die!

Drop the g*n!

Help!

An ambulance!

This way, please!

You've done your best.

Marcos.

Marcos!

Okay.

Carla,

- we're evacuating the wounded.

- What?

Anyway, we're combing the area.

How many victims are there?

Ten so far.

Five more are in a critical

condition, we're waiting for news.

Come.

We've identified him.

He got out of jail a week ago.

- I knew it, I knew it.

- Yes.

sh*t!

An officer on duty shot him, but

he'd already made this mess.

Are you alright?

Come here, come here. Come sit down.

Sit down, Carla. Sit down here.

Sit here.

- I was my fault!

- No, Carla.

- This is a crisis.

- God damn it!

It is not the first crisis.

Please, we have to focus,

- to carry on, to carry on.

- I have cancer, Marcos.

I've got cancer, damn it!

They removed it a month ago.

They found cancer,

they removed a node.

I've been on chemo for two months.

Forgive me.

Forgive me, forgive me.

- What kind of cancer is it?

- Breast cancer.

- Forgive me.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- I didn't want to worry you.

- You didn't want to worry me?

No, I didn't

I wanted to be here,

I wanted to control this.

I wanted to control all this.

Attention,

firemen down the end, please!

I'm here, okay? Okay, stay here.

- We'll get a doctor, okay?

- No, I want to speak to Ramón.

We'll talk about it all,

I promise. Okay?

Let's get back.

Let's get back to work.

Let's go.

The area's been cleared, boss.

He acted alone,

with a delivery van

Guys, Ismail is leaving.

Monitoring team ready. Let's go.

Nothing to declare?

Next.

Something must've happened

for him to

Tell the other side

to get ready to take over.

Get ready to take over.

I have to identify him.

- They're ready on the other side.

- Good. Good.

- Cooperate, otherwise

- I'm cooperating, but you

- What have you got there?

- A bag and food.

- What's wrong?

- Go, sir, carry on, please.

- What? The same old story

- Get back, please.

Get back. Please, sir.

- Take it easy.

- Don't worry.

Get back. Please, sir.

People, get back.

What's wrong?

Get back. Please, sir.

Get back, sir.

Sir, sir.

What the f*ck?

Police! Let me through!

God! God! God!

God!

We've lost him.