A car plowed into a bus stop in the Salamanca district,
in what appears to be a new series of confrontations
between rival ultra groups on the streets of Madrid.
As disturbing as the footage is, no injuries have been reported.
Also in Madrid, dramatic footage has come in from Barajas Airport.
This afternoon, representatives of the neo-Nazi group White Souls showed up
with the father of Milena Aguirre, the slain young woman.
Despite orders from the authorities,
the father tried to travel to Marseille with other violent ultras
to avenge his daughter's death.
After an altercation with the officers,
the police managed to subdue the father, who was harassing and threatening
a tourist of Middle Eastern descent.
Who the hell are you?
Here we can see some of the unsettling footage
captured by travelers at the airport.
Salvador?
What's up?
We've been talking, and we think it's best you leave.
We don't want racists in this house.
Okay.
Fine. I'll move out tomorrow.
Anything else? I'm beat. I need some rest.
You need to leave now.
Right now?
Daddy.
Salvador, our savior…
To hell with me.
I wish…
you were dead.
Salvador?
This is our ambulance, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, sorry. I'm getting out.
-Sorry. I didn't touch anything. -No worries.
Sorry, guys.
Why are you standing around?
-Come on, let's go! Look alive! -Let's go.
-Why were you in there? -No reason, boss.
Come with me. Don't stop. You'll only make it worse.
Don't look back. For fuck's sake.
Don't fucking tell me you slept in the ambulance.
I lost my apartment keys.
Your keys? No, you lost your mind.
We interrupt our broadcast now
as the widow of police officer Abel García Turrión
has called a press conference.
-We're tuning in live. -I'm not one to point fingers.
STATEMENTS FROM WIDOW
I'm just sharing what my husband told me.
He clearly saw a young man of Middle Eastern descent
throw the explosive.
And I hope justice is served.
I can't believe it! They're lying.
-The justice system can't fail him now. -They're so manipulative.
Abel deserves to rest in peace, wherever he is now, knowing
that his murderer will pay for what he did.
Let Abel's death serve so this never happens again.
To unite us against those who try to divide us,
fight us, and even take our lives.
Come on, we were there. We saw it happen.
The truth doesn't matter to anyone.
Abel was a public servant
who didn't distinguish between people from this country and foreigners.
-It's unreal. -It was his kindness that got him killed.
People are buying the widow's story.
No surprise there.
People believe what they want to.
You know the top brass are behind this. And you know who did it and why.
-No, I don't. -Come on, Jose.
Please. Seriously.
If you were a rookie, I'd get it, Sonia.
-What about justice? -Justice doesn't exist.
It's police work 101 and life 101, sweetheart.
I'll get out here.
THE GARDEN CHILDREN'S HOME
-Hello, Carmen. -Hello.
What's up?
I'm just giving you a heads-up because it's a special case.
We got Ana approved for placement in foster care.
-No. -Yeah.
-No way. -It has just taken too long.
The girl's been here for almost half a year.
I think the kid deserves a fair shot.
Like Julia doesn't?
You know she's a good mom, Carmen.
All she wants is to be with her kid.
That's all she cares about.
Julia has a visit scheduled today.
Today won't work.
Please, Carmen.
I can't, Nacho. I'm visiting the munchkin.
Fine. Bring her along.
It's just to check out the place.
It won't take long, and I'll get to meet her.
Nacho! Check it out.
…Abel García Turrión, the investigation has done a complete 180,
shifting focus to Marseille fans of Northwestern African origin
ruling out the White Souls' involvement in the murder.
Right on!
Hey! Check it out! It's Tibu!
That's why Jorge Hidalgo Extremera, also known as Tibu,
who up until now was the main suspect, has been released without charges.
Hell yeah!
Awesome!
-All right! -Tibu!
Tibu!
-Way to go! -Tibu!
Tibu!
-White Souls! -White Souls!
Shut it! Quiet, listen up!
The widow gave a statement that's all over the news.
The cop was killed by the Arabs, got that?
-This is good for us, yeah? -Yep, exactly.
Perfect. All right.
We have one single enemy. One.
And we've got a golden opportunity.
Because Milena was killed by the Arabs, and we neither forgive nor forget.
-That's right! -Yeah!
We didn't forget that Milena never got the tribute she deserves.
And we also didn't forget that we were the ones who got attacked!
-That's right! -Same as always!
-Let's get 'em! -Let's do it!
No! Nobody's going after them. It's not the right time.
-So when is? -When I say so!
I know how you felt about Milena. We're here for you.
-Right? -Yeah.
Me more than anyone.
But now's the time to honor Milena. And a Spaniard who lost his child!
Exactly!
It's time for everyone to find out
that some fucking dirty Arabs killed a Spanish girl!
-That's right! -Well said!
The Arabs killed the cop! The Arabs killed Milena!
And we're gonna put Milena in the place she deserves!
-That's right! -Hell yeah!
We're not safe on these streets! They're full of lowlifes!
Full of Arabs who are killing us!
It's time to clean up this country!
-That's right! -Exactly!
White Souls!
Don't ever contradict me in public again.
We both know it wasn't the Arabs.
Remember, no one's more hated than he who speaks the truth.
Come on! Fucking grab some beers!
Come on!
Max!
TWO SPANIARDS KILLED BY ARABS
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#JUSTICEFORMILENA
#JUSTICEFORABEL
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SEARCH NOTIFICATIONS
A SPANISH FATHER WHO LOST HIS DAUGHTER
NATIONAL POLICE
#TERRORISTS
#MURDERERS
#RAPISTS
NOT ONE MORE
#JUSTICEFORMILENA
Hello.
I didn't think you'd pick up.
Look, I know you don't wanna talk to me about it,
but you seemed off when you left the airport.
The towel head is a cop.
He was undercover. What you told me wasn't true.
The cops told you that, right?
That's the problem. It's all lies. You're all just liars.
I didn't lie to you.
Look, I'm not out to believe either side.
All I want is the truth.
The truth and to finally get some rest.
I called because I know a businessman who can help.
And wants to.
One of your guys?
You've got nothing to lose.
How about I explain over dinner?
All right.
…messages of support for the family were shared
along with calls for justice.
#JusticeForAbel is already trending on social media.
In other news, after three months of investigation,
police continue searching for businessman José Luis Velasco.
NATIONAL POLICE
-From the other day. -It's all here?
-Yes. One has a finger on the lens. -Ignacio!
Good work your brother did.
He did a great job with Abel's widow.
Excuse me?
You heard me.
If you've got something to report, you know the drill.
You know what, Ignacio?
I'm a cop. I know ratting out others isn't smart.
Be careful what you say.
I'm going to get you, Ignacio. You and your brother.
And the White Souls.
And all you damn patriots who are ruining our name.
Hey!
You gonna hit me? Huh?
Nobody can stand you.
That's why you're gonna lose us all.
What do you want, pussy?
I don't know whose side you're on,
but I'm warning you, hers isn't the right one.
Goddamn scumbag.
Hey!
Cool it, all right?
Is that good?
She's looking at your tattoos.
She says she doesn't like them.
No one's forcing Fátima to look at my tattoos.
Eat your tangerine, Ana. You've had it for half an hour.
Why'd you get a tattoo of the number 18?
Well, the one is for the first letter of the alphabet.
-What is it? -A.
Very good, A.
-What about the 8? -For the eighth letter.
What's the eighth letter?
A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H…
H.
Very good. A and H.
They're the initials of a very important man.
What man?
Adolf Hitler. Heard of him?
Who was he?
A German soldier who stood up for people like you and me.
People who were separated?
Yeah, that too. People who were separated.
Your tattoo works for another name.
-What do you mean? -The A and H.
Ana Herrero.
It works for my name too.
Yeah.
Actually, I got the tattoo for both of you.
No, that's a lie.
You didn't even realize it.
It's true, brat. I got it for you both.
-Fibber. -You're the fibber here.
Come on. Eat your tangerine.
Fibber.
What's up, Detective? Couldn't it wait?
No, it couldn't.
You're playing me, Julia.
You say one thing, then the exact opposite.
But that's over now, got it?
Jeez. Such a drama queen.
Tell me everything you know about this guy's disappearance. Velasco.
NEW INFORMATION ON DISAPPEARANCE
I know it was you guys.
You know it too.
So cut the jokes and bullshit 'cause you stand to lose more than me.
Why's that?
You planned to spend the weekend with your kid.
"Planned to"?
They found her a foster family, and she'll be staying with them.
-No, Martín, you told me-- -It's protocol, Julia.
-I tried to delay it-- -You fucking bitch.
Lay a hand on me again, and you're done seeing your kid.
What do I care? You'll take her anyway.
Back off! Don't move!
Look at yourself. Look at you.
Your kid needs stability, dammit.
The only way to get her back is if you give me something now.
Something useful.
Nicolás Dávila.
-Nicolás Dávila, the businessman? -Yeah.
Nacho said he and the guy in the photo had a scrapyard.
Dávila was pissed 'cause he'd been ripped off.
Get going. Get out of here.
LOVE MADRID
OUR HOMELAND DESERVES TO BE DEFENDED
Hello.
You seen Nacho?
Hey, Julia.
Wait. Are you all right?
-Have you seen Nacho? -No. What's wrong?
Take a deep breath. What happened?
They're taking my kid away.
Come on. Sit down.
Okay. We need to find a solution.
What happened?
My daughter hasn't been with me for months.
She was in a center.
But that's over now.
They're giving her to a foster family.
But there has to be another option, right?
What if someone from your family claims her and takes custody?
This is my family.
I don't have parents.
Julia, you told me about them.
I said I don't have parents. Drop it.
This is that bitch Martín's fault.
Martín, the cop?
She keeps tabs on me. Who knows what she's been saying about me.
Hey, do you…
Do you know if Milena was talking to the police?
What?
No.
That's ridiculous.
Right.
Yeah, ridiculous.
I gotta get to work.
LA TORRE SCRAPYARD
Did we have to meet here?
We're not meeting anyone. There's no meeting.
I didn't want the other cops tipping them off that we were coming.
I got intel on José Luis Velasco.
I think this is where he disappeared. This scrapyard.
-Does Chief Dorado know? -Probably.
That's why the case has been at a standstill.
Dorado's protecting the killers.
We don't even know if the guy's dead.
Look, Jose… this scrapyard belonged to Velasco and a business partner.
-You know who? -No.
Nicolás Dávila.
He's mixed up in all the shady deals in this country.
But since he pays good money, his name stays out of it.
But it's him.
We're in way over our heads here.
Let's go. Please.
I can't force you to come with me.
Martín!
-Hi there. -Good afternoon. Police.
All right, then.
Okay, well, whatever you need, just let us know.
Look, I'm investigating the disappearance of the scrapyard owner.
Mr. Velasco.
Yeah. It's been a long time since we've seen him.
But his car's still here.
His car's here?
No one found that strange?
He might've come with that car and left in another.
We've got plenty of them.
-Can I see it? -Sure.
Look, go down row five.
To the left at the end.
-Can you come with me? -Sorry. I'm busy here in the office.
It's a black Porsche, next to the wall.
Okay. Thanks.
EMS STATION
How's it going?
Hey, are you still in contact with that university official?
Yeah, that guy.
Think he could get me an address?
Okay. I'll send the info.
Hi, Marjane.
What are you doing here?
My suitcase is here.
I came to get changed.
My housemates kicked me out.
Immigrants, if you can believe it.
If you think about it, it's almost funny.
Stay at my place, Salvador.
No.
I'll go to a hotel, or… I'll figure something out.
I gotta get my head straight. I feel lost.
I dragged you all into this mess. Especially you.
And now… it's time I find a way out of it.
I always thought everything could be fixed
by talking things out, but I realized I was wrong.
Words won't…
They won't stop the hatred I feel.
I hate that no one's telling me the truth. You tell me to move on, not be a pain…
Because that's what I am now. A pain in the ass.
Know what the worst part is?
The hatred I feel towards myself.
Knowing I messed up, and I can't…
I can't do anything to bring Milena back.
No one can understand that hatred.
-Salva, come to my place. -No.
No, I gotta… I have to do this on my own.
Thank you.
-Good afternoon. -Hello.
I'm looking for the parents of Julia Ruiz de Azúa.
That's me. Is something wrong?
A few months ago, your daughter lost custody of your granddaughter.
Ever since then, she's been in a children's home.
That's news to me.
Well, the thing is that child services
has decided to place the kid in temporary foster care with a family.
Unless, of course, someone from her family steps up.
So that's where we come in.
Well, you're her grandparents.
The answer's no. I'll tell you why.
Julia doesn't need other people to solve her problems for her.
She needs to learn that her actions have consequences.
It's a tough lesson, but in the long run, it'll do her good to learn.
Yeah, but the thing is, in this case,
a six-year-old girl will have to pay the price.
My daughter's an adult.
She's free to make decisions and make mistakes.
We never told her no.
To give her more freedom or because it was easier?
Look. It's not like Julia wasn't loved. She was.
-We've always supported her. -But maybe not in the way she needed.
Maybe I made mistakes.
But she never missed a chance
to make me feel guilty for what's happened to her!
She doesn't like her mother or me. I accept that.
I'm not fond of her either.
She's still your daughter, and it's your job to help her.
My job?
I had her so she could live her life, not ruin mine.
Maybe it was the other way around.
All right, thanks a lot, but leave me alone now, please.
Have a good one.
WE WON'T FORGET YOU, COMRADE
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Thought this would make you laugh, LOL.
-The damn Uber-- -A damn Uber receipt.
Awesome video.
I'm cracking up.
Hahahahahahaha.
You just made my damn day.
Serves her right for being a bitch. A whore.
Anyone else think the beta uprising has started?
-For sure. -Obviously.
Speaking of bitches…
I know who killed her.
Who?
I did.
Did you really kill her?
Wasn't it some hooligan thing?
No.
-So how'd it go down? -At the hospital.
I was in the ER that day, and I stabbed her.
You're my hero, you dick.
You're lying. I don't believe you.
-What? -You didn't kill her.
-Oh, really? -I don't believe you.
Come on, jackass.
If you did it, prove it.
I don't care.
I told you, we can't talk about this over the phone.
Fine, I don't care what time.
Even if it's at 6:00 a.m. If I have to get up early, I will.
-At the park. -Okay, which park?
-You know the one by the planetarium? -Yeah.
I'll be there at six. Don't make me wait, Martín.
Are you meeting up?
I knew it was you.
What gave you the right to meddle in my life?
I'm sorry. I just wanted to help.
Well, thanks a lot, Salvador.
Know what my parents told me?
To leave them alone. How about that?
I never imagined they'd be like that.
-I told you I didn't have parents, yeah? -Yeah.
I told you. That's why.
You're right.
Your father's selfish and loves theory,
but when he puts it into practice, he screws up like everyone else.
It's funny because I saw myself in him.
So, you did it for yourself.
You didn't even do it for me.
The truth is, I was just thinking…
nothing hurts worse than losing a daughter.
Your father hasn't realized that yet.
You and I have.
I'm not your daughter.
And I'm not your father.
Make yourself at home.
That your husband?
Yeah.
-Looks like a nice guy. -He was.
You can be a fascist and a good person.
Everyone loved him. Well, almost everyone.
Did everyone love my daughter too? Or almost everyone?
No, everyone loved your daughter.
She didn't have beef with anyone?
I told you, everyone loved her.
I bought…
-No! -It's alcohol-free wine. Hey!
-With a screw top. -No.
Can you believe that they make this stuff?
I think I'd rather have water.
No, come on. Try it.
No.
Oh no. I can't.
Sorry.
Better to regret what you've done than what you haven't.
Yeah.
How was that?
Not bad.
I can't.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
It's okay.
Good things are worth waiting for.
I've waited 15 years already.
You haven't been with anyone?
No one worth it.
And I am?
At first, I had my reservations.
Your wife said nasty things about you.
But you left her. What was she gonna say?
I've seen things about you I've liked. Things I've liked a lot.
What about me?
Is that work?
No, but I think I'm gonna head out.
I don't know who killed your daughter.
But I know someone who might be able to help you.
Nicolás Dávila, the businessman I told you about.
If anyone has information, it's him.
CALENDAR JULIA PLANETARIUM
MADRID PLANETARIUM
Why didn't you tell me Milena was a mole? Is that why the White Souls killed her?
-What do you mean? -What do I mean?
-Are they gonna kill me too? -First of all, calm down.
As far as I know, they don't know about you.
Right.
Who told you this?
Salvador. Salvador told me.
And you believed him?
What's this?
No way, Julia.
He came with you?
You're unbelievable. Have you been following me?
No, I didn't follow you. I didn't need to.
Does she work for you guys?
-I don't have to tell you anything. -I think you do.
If the White Souls killed my daughter, thinking she was an informant,
the one they were really after was her.
Your daughter didn't work for us.
In fact, the White Souls trusted her completely.
So much so, she covered up a murder for them.
What?
Sorry you have to find out this way. You left me no choice.
Are you…?
Are you telling me that my daughter killed someone?
No, but she was involved.
That's why I need all the information you have.
If you want to clear her name, I can help.
But I need that information.
It's your call.
I don't know if this will help,
but Carla told me the only person who could find Milena's killer
is some Nicolás Dávila.
Makes sense.
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What's wrong?
I need to go.
Subtitle translation by: Meredith Cannella