Hello?
Hello? Eva Vidal?
Are you Doctor Eva Vidal?
Look, if it's to change companies I'm fed up...
No, no. Excuse me. I'm a journalist.
I just wanted to talk to you.
The hospital in Alicante wouldn't give me any information.
I got your address from the College of Physicians.
I work for an online newspaper, El Universal.
Have you heard of it?
I don't go online much.
Even less so since I retired.
And why is a journalist looking for me?
I'm doing a piece on something that happened in Denia in the '80s,
I saw your name in an article from back then.
A short column in the newspaper Información
Look, here.
Your name appears next to a policeman's.
And I'd like to know if you knew him.
His name was Andrés Expósito.
BASED ON A TRUE STORY
THE SUBSTITUTE
Andrés!
Those two are ruining the trip.
Can't they turn it down?
I don't get it.
Almost two hours now with this racket!
Can't you do something?
Like what?
I don't know, but do something.
Thank God! Much better!
What did you tell them?
Nothing.
Look, dad! Look!
It's Naranjito.
It stinks in here!
Andrés, this is a dump!
Have you seen this place?
The living room!
If you can call it a living room.
Look!
The view of the sea! There you go.
They have some nerve, Andrés. They really do.
How many times did I tell you not to pay in advance?
-Ow! -Hey! Cut it out!
Be careful with your knee. Does it hurt today?
Daddy, I want to go to the beach!
We can't. The water is still very cold.
But if you behave,
on Sunday we'll go play in the sand.
-Do you want to? -Yes.
I promise.
The movers will be here soon. We need to pay them.
-Where are you going? -To work.
Hello.
Without two photos and a birth certificate...
The inspector is waiting for me to start my job.
My name is Mari Carmen.
But you can call me Marica.
This way.
Can I bring you anything later? Coffee?
-I always bring something at 6. -Perfect.
-Decaf? With milk? -Double espresso, no sugar.
Just like José Luis.
At the end, on your right.
Yes?
I'm Andrés. The substitute.
Andrés Expósito.
I prefer Andrés. Just Andrés.
Okay. Andrés.
Juan Bonfill.
Alright. Let's go in.
The boss is waiting.
It's over there.
He's the new guy. He just got here.
Sir.
- How was the trip? - Good, sir. Pretty calm.
Good. You're the new lady of the house.
This guy will be your errand boy.
He's a bit of a moron, but a good cop.
There he is. 136 arrests last year.
Unlike you.
Last year he brought me three.
One for yelling in the street.
It was the gas delivery man.
Well, I have to go.
Hey, Columbo. Show him where his spot is
and bring him up to speed.
This isn't as exciting as the capital.
You're going to get bored here.
Good luck.
Well.
At least I'm good for something,
even if just as a bad example.
This will be your desk.
He called you Columbo.
Yes, he says he calls me that because I'm always a disaster.
You will be my partner, so...
Mornings, here or at the corner bar from 9 to 2.
And in the afternoons, paperwork.
Don't we patrol?
We do go out, but...
not very often.
Nothing ever happens here.
Is this José Luis?
He turned up dead.
What happened to him?
He had...
needle marks in his arm. -Heroin?
-An inspector? -The case has been closed.
Keep going towards the sea.
Whenever we can, we have to check on the Germans.
-What do we have to do here? -Nothing.
-What do you mean nothing? -Monitor.
Monitor what?
Chief inspector's orders.
-Hey! I can't see! Close it! -What?
Have a look another day.
Good day.
-Do we have to stay here long? -No. Just a few hours.
My friends, see you next year...
What's that?
He's coming this way.
Keep quiet.
Have a good trip! Goodbye!
Guten Tag , Inspector.
Is he new?
He's the new guy.
-Andrés Expósito. -Andrés.
Andrés, Klaus.
Klaus Dreyer.
Andrés, welcome to our little paradise.
We're all very sorry about your predecessor.
If you need something to drink,
just ask, ja ?
Good work.
And many thanks.
He thanked us.
Come on. Let's go.
That's enough.
She's already asleep.
Aren't you cold?
This house is like a tomb.
And this humidity! I don't know if I can get used to it.
-Come here. -No. Seriously. I'm exhausted.
So, Monday we have to start looking for a school for September.
We also have to see what doctor they assign our girl.
Maybe we'll get lucky this time.
Poor thing.
She told me it hurt again today.
It's so cold.
Daddy, look! A castle!
Well done!
Call headquarters and run a plate.
-Okay. When do you need it? -Yesterday.
-Got it? -Yes.
Hi. This is Alberto, Denia station.
Yes, with Madrid. The tag office.
It's urgent.
Thanks. I'll wait.
I thought you were with Columbo.
-It's Sunday. Something wrong? -No, no. But you know how he is.
-How? -Some weekends he patrols by himself.
The maximum sentence of 30 years is for the three military officers:
Lieutenant General Milans del Bosch, Divisional General Armada Comyn,
and Lieutenant Colonel Tejero Molina...
So this is what you do at the weekend?
I've got nothing better to do.
...presiding over the chamber with the coat of arms
of the Supreme Council of Military Justice,
with the symbols of the military and justice...
Aren't you a bit young to be drinking so much?
Aren't you a bit old to be smoking so much?
The other day, a suspicious couple was down there fishing.
They pretended not to know each other.
I wrote down the plate.
It's a hire car.
The contract is in the name of a vacuum sales company in Paris.
Sound familiar?
-Did you call it in? -Nobody was there.
They didn't look like locals.
Look.
I think it's about time you learned how things work here.
We're not here...
to monitor the Germans.
We're here to protect the Germans.
They send us to make sure everything is okay.
We're just...
their watchdogs.
Nothing more...
That's it.
It's them again.
What are you doing? Hey!
Hey! Wait a second!
Hey!
Stop! Stop!
Out of the car!
Get out of the car!
Cover me. I'm going after her.
God! God!
Are you okay?
Damn it! Yes.
Yes.
I'm fine.
Don't worry about me. Go!
Damn it! Hey!
Don't move!
Fuck! Stop!
Dog! Traitor!
Stop! Stop moving, damn it!
You disgust me.
Nobody could do something so low.
May the blood of your ancestors be a stain on your family,
your children, and the children of your children.
Hey.
So?
So ?
Yes, man! Thank God!
They were foreigners.
They took them to Madrid.
In my jacket pocket over there, I have a lighter.
-Does your family know? -Who?
Your wife.
My wife.
We split up five years ago.
-I'm sorry. -No, no.
Don't be. Best thing I've ever done.
You shouldn't smoke, especially here.
-Good morning. -Hello, Doctor.
No, I am the doctor. They're still students.
Please.
They had never seen a bullet wound.
-They're very excited. -Sorry.
Don't worry, I'm used to it.
Juan, you have to stay a few more days so we can finish some tests.
Did you hear me?
Yes. I shot myself in the foot, not in the head.
Right.
Are you family?
No. I'm a colleague.
Also a cop?
-Juan, will your family come visit? -No, they won't.
Okay, don't worry.
Hey!
Damn it! That hurts!
It's just a gunshot! Four of you already saw it!
Is it serious, Doctor? Will he be able to walk okay?
Yes, his foot will be fine in a few weeks.
The bullet went straight through the instep.
So, I took a chest X-ray.
His lungs are the ugliest I've seen in a long time.
I want him to stay so I can do some more tests.
Okay, thanks.
Are you new here?
Yes, I am Inspector Boada's substitute.
- Have you found out who did it? - Excuse me?
Never mind.
No. What are you referring to?
When the coroner arrived, the body was already in Alicante.
They called me first just to certify the death.
Those are track marks on his arm.
Just what we needed.
What a fucking embarrassment.
Well, boss, do you want me to start interrogating, to...
No, no. Wrap this up and send everyone home.
If this gets out we'll catch hell for weeks.
I then realised that the marks were recent.
Probably from a few minutes after death.
But I already told your colleagues.
Needle marks from heroin addicts always show signs
of inflammation, scabs, or pustules.
These were clean.
-Are you sure? -Yes, of course.
The coroner from Valencia did the blood tests.
I haven't seen them.
But I'd swear the man never had a needle in him.
The case is closed. Classified as a drug case.
Yes, I know. But there's something else.
When I was examining the body, I found another mark.
This one was bigger and deeper than the others.
Right in the heart.
How is he?
Good, very good. He'll be walking in a few weeks.
Thank God.
-Is the inspector in? -In his office.
No, not that office. The other one.
-How are you? -Fine, everything's fine.
Good morning. Sir!
Olé, olé! Look at this Spanish bullfighter.
Yesterday, all alone,
he took down two armed crooks, two feisty bulls!
A brave man! Not like the socialist who shot himself in the foot!
Not his fault. His gun hasn't got a safety.
Ah, nonsense.
Sir, I wanted to talk to you.
Come on, Rafa. A round for everyone.
For the bullfighter. Long live the Spanish fury!
Have you seen this?
After all the fuss, the town journalists came,
but here it says nothing.
They were Israelis, or Israelites, or however the hell you say it.
But that's something only you and I know, right?
-What will happen with them? -Interior has them.
This is handled by Madrid.
It doesn't concern you or me.
You've sure got a pair.
You are off to a great start, Expósito.
We need people like you now more than ever in the force.
I talked to Valencia.
They are already talking about promoting you.
If you keep this up, you'll be the youngest inspector in the Province.
Fuck! I'm late.
Hey, everybody, a toast!
To the Spanish police,
to this man,
and to Juan Gómez González, 'Juanito'!
-Cheers! -Cheers!
Alright. Take care.
Second round is on the house.
-¡Arriba España! -¡Arriba! ¡Arriba!
- ¡Arriba España! - ¡Arriba!
'Long live Spain!' Bunch of pussies.
'Arriba España!'
-How is he? -He got lucky.
It went straight through his foot.
Thank God.
Come on, let's go.
Andrés, I kept Boada's stuff in this box.
There wasn't much. I threw out the magazines,
but there are some interesting things.
I was going to give it to his widow, but they told me to throw it out.
If you need anything first...
Keep it.
He was always playing with that.
He had his quirks, like us all.
-And these lighters? -Take one.
I don't smoke.
Andrés, Boada's file is still in that closet.
They could come and take it any time.
José Luis was a good man.
He had dreams when he got here, like anyone else.
But life starts to take its toll, before you realise it.
Don't let this place change you like it has us.
What are you doing there? Here we come to work, damn it, not...
What kind of relationship did Marica have with Boada?
Way back, he used to bang her.
-I mean, he... -Okay, okay.
Sorry, I mean, they used to be...
Yes?
Yes, he just got in.
Of course. I'll put him on.
Yes, no problem, ma'am.
It's your wife. And she seems happy.
Come!
-What are we doing here? -Come and see!
This way! Come on! Faster!
-What is this? -Our new house, honey! Look!
100 square meters. A fireplace. We have a fireplace!
Two bathrooms, fully equipped kitchen,
community pool, parking spot... Look at the view, darling!
Look!
Come on, smile! You should be excited!
The balcony! Come, come!
Wow, what a view!
Our girl is crazy about it. Aren't you, darling?
Daddy, there are swings, a pool, and you can see the waves!
-How much is it? -Nothing!
Nothing?
Well, it'd be the same as the other house.
Not one cent more.
This is all your friend, Klaus.
-And that's including fees! -What Klaus?
Your German friend!
His friend owns the agency.
This is a token of thanks for all you did yesterday.
I don't know, he talks about you like a hero.
We are a peaceful community, of quiet people,
who just want to spend their final days in peace.
-Is he the one who... -Yes, the hero! Andrés!
My father built this hotel 30 years ago.
It was his dream. And I'm following in his footsteps.
-Hi, Klaus! -Hello! Are you winning?
Your country provides us with a great gift: the sun!
And we're just here to enjoy it, without bothering anyone!
Andrés, the flat is the least we can do.
When I saw your house...
I can't let a brave man like you live that way.
Thank you, but...
We'll have a Schnapps in your honour.
And that's not all.
This is for you.
Take it!
Aren't you going to open it?
It's a souvenir.
-I can't accept this. -Yes, you can.
It's a reminder of what you did. Like a medal.
We have a visitor.
It's an honour to meet you.
Take a seat.
-Do you like the watch? -Yes.
Is it German?
No, it's Swiss.
When it comes to that and chocolate,
we still haven't been able to beat them.
Who do you think is going to win?
The elections?
-We're not interested in politics. -I think Spain has a very good team,
with lots of personalities.
But, in the end, that's not enough.
We have a system
and we play a disciplined game.
That's what matters.
Oh, yes!
Moreover, we have...
A secret weapon.
We have a secret weapon.
Karl-Heinz
-Rummenigge! -Ja, Deutschland, ja !
And in 15, I would try cortisone and bronchodilators to see how...
how it evolves, so that... -Hello.
Hold on, please.
And keep me updated, if that's okay. Thanks a lot.
Inspector.
Deputy inspector, for now.
Funny how we always make mistakes.
I only addressed the wrong person. Sorry, Doctor.
Now I see that you're in charge.
I am a doctor, but I don't have much clout here.
I'm a substitute like you,
for someone who's out for a few months.
Here, a girl from the working class won't be the boss of anything.
We need to talk.
I was able to access Boada's coroner's report.
You were right.
No narcotics in the blood.
Just alcohol, paraffin, benzene, methanol, lead...
Lead? This is petrol!
-What do you mean petrol? -Yes.
Why would a person inject petrol? Does it get you high?
Nobody in their right mind would do that.
You'd die almost instantly.
I say almost, because first the pain would be tremendous.
I see. Thank you.
Andrés.
-I may call you Andrés, right? -Yes.
I wanted to ask you a personal favour.
It's not part of your official duties,
so if you say no, I understand completely.
I re-ran the tests on your colleague, and I no longer have any doubts.
-The disease has spread very quickly. -What disease?
He has terminal cancer.
-May I? -Yes, of course. Come in.
What's going on?
The first time I saw Andrés, he seemed like a dork to me.
Juan,
we're here to tell you something very important.
Over the last few days, I've been...
He was very shy, and a bit of a hick.
We've found a tumour in your left lung...
I am here to tell you that...
But, on that day,
we're here to help you.
when I had to tell his colleague his diagnosis...
I realised that he was different than others.
At the time, I didn't know why,
but I could sense such a great pain inside him.
He could bear other's suffering as if it were his own.
I don't know if this interests you, or if it's a complete bore.
No! Everything interests me.
Embodying the main characters always helps to write a good story.
Well, I'm glad all this is useful.
-Do you want some sugar? -No, thanks.
A few days went by, and I discharged Juan.
There was nothing we could do for him at the hospital.
I've always thought terminal patients
should end their days with as much dignity as possible.
Fuck, Columbo! You're alive!
Columbo! How are you?
Better. They just let me out.
At least now I can breathe easy.
What are you doing?
I've been wanting to work on this.
I changed the spark plugs, the carburettor,
and cleaned the cylinders, which weren't compressing.
And I added a turbo. Look.
You pull here, it adds oxygen, and the car goes way faster.
A trick from the crooks in Madrid.
You should have been a mechanic.
-More money and it's calmer. -I almost was.
Hey, tell me how this piece of junk only has 60 miles on it.
The car is a wreck. It's got at least 360,000 on it.
Did you drive it around the world?
I don't leave town. I don't like to drive.
-Has anyone else taken it out recently? -No one.
No. Boada and I got it new. Nobody else touched it.
You two won't get any girls with such a car.
Venancio, did Boada take the car out on his own much?
Once a month, he took it and disappeared for three days.
I thought you knew that.
News to me.
-Do you know where he went? -No.
Here.
Hold on.
-Boada had one just like this. -Boada, me, and the whole town!
-Spend much time at Charli's? -As much as I can!
Or as much as I can afford. But not as much as Boada!
Rest his soul. Poor thing.
Boada was always there. Like his home away from home.
I didn't go with him.
Recently, it was hard to keep up with him.
You know what? I haven't been out in a long time.
-Any plans for this afternoon? -Who, me?
Yeah, I was going to meet up with Bárbara Rey.
Hey, darling.
Beer.
And for this cutie?
Be polite, or I'll shut down this caff.
Okay, copper.
Laugh a little, life is short!
Get him a brandy.
Your drinks...
And the change.
-What's that? -The toll.
She was probably bribing Boada and wants you to keep the tradition.
We wanted to ask you something about the other guy, Boada.
The dead one?
He didn't say much to me. The minimum.
Last year, he always went up with Miriam.
They got on like a house on fire.
Want me to get her?
-Hey, darling. -Hello.
I heard you wanted to talk to me.
No, no! He does. Him.
Take him upstairs. On the house.
You're really cute.
-Let's have some fun. -I just want to talk.
Yes, talk. We're going to talk.
Did you bring me presents?
What presents?
José Luis always brought me presents.
Magic powders.
Heroin?
Heroin.
I think I have some over here.
Here it is.
What are you doing?
I don't shoot up.
You think I'm crazy?
Just a little bit up the nose.
This is going to help you relax,
because I see you're a bit tense.
What are you doing?
I'll keep it until you answer my questions.
-You're an asshole. -You'll see.
Running around without papers is a crime.
And a son of a bitch.
Listen. Did Boada also do this stuff?
Coke, when we had some,
pills, and a ton of booze.
He was a gem.
But he never touched the heroin.
Look at this.
Do you know these two, the ones with him?
Look.
No idea!
That's the truth. That's the Plaza de San José .
I worked in Bilbao for two years when I was a kid.
José Luis always went to Bilbao. That's where he got the coke.
Know how I know? Because he would come back with my presents.
So he was a dealer.
No.
He only gave it to me.
-Just a little. -Right.
And how do you know that?
If you kiss me like I was your girlfriend,
I'll tell you a secret.
I have another deal.
If you tell me that secret,
I'll give you your ID back.
Once...
He told me that shit was only for the gypsies.
-For the gypsies? -Only for the gypsies.
-Are you sure? -Yes.
Hey.
What the madam said earlier, about the invitation...
-Does that still stand? -Sure, darling.
Not for me, for my friend.
Andrés!
I've brought backup!
Saturday night,
my momma says,
'Come, stay awhile.'
Saturday night, I will not stay!
Good afternoon, inspectors.
Fancy you here! A little pleasure for the police force?
Allow me to salute a Spanish gentleman.
-¡Arriba España! -¡Arriba, arriba!
-What are you doing here? -Nothing.
And you?
-Working. -Right.
How's the foot, inspector?
Next time, shoot the bullet, don't kick it.
With respect.
How do you know that brat?
He's my son.
Come.
Come. Give me a hand.
Give me a...
There you go.
-Careful. -Don't worry, it's okay.
There we go.
Hop on!
Follow me.
Let's see. Where is it?
Do you really live here?
Here!
Here it is!
Here it is! Take it.
Welcome to the Albatross.
Columbo, did Boada get into any mess with ETA?
What do you mean?
He was bringing heroin from Bilbao. Did you know that?
Boada was working in Bilbao before he came here.
This picture is from back then.
He had friends there, contacts... But nothing more.
ETA!
He didn't lose any sleep over those wars.
Boada...
Here, take this. Take it.
You know what?
I know why I caught this shit.
I know why I have it.
-Because you smoke like a chimney? -Bollocks.
I have it because...
I keep so many things quiet.
It's for being such a sucker. For obeying. For...
helping them hide the rubbish and then keeping my mouth shut.
Andrés.
All these things stay inside you.
And, with time, you rot from the inside.
I have to go.
You shouldn't be wearing that watch.
Not you.
May I ask where you were?
You had me worried.
Wasted again. What a shame.
This invitation came from your German friends.
I have nothing to wear.
We still have a month. I'll find something.
Lola!
ANNUAL SPRING PARTY PLEASE JOIN US!
Thank you.
Have you seen all this?
It's so elegant!
They all look like they are straight out of a magazine!
And you didn't want to come!
-Half an hour. -I don't know anyone here!
We need to mingle with these people!
These are the people we should be around.
Everything is so beautiful!
What good taste!
Come on.
-Lola, let's go. -No. You can't do this to me.
Sorry? What are you saying?
That your dress is gorgeous.
Ah, thank you!
You need to give me the name of your dressmaker.
-Dressmaker? -Yes!
No! I just made it myself.
I sew.
Before I got married, I was a dressmaker.
-You have very good taste. -Thank you.
It's gorgeous.
Käthe Bauer. Delighted to meet you.
I'm Dolores. Nice to meet you.
And this is my husband, Andrés.
Andrés?
-Nice to meet you. -Hi.
And this pretty little girl?
-Say hi to the lady. -Hi!
Hi there!
This is Jürgen, my husband.
This is Dolores and...Andrés?
Andrés.
Hello, Dolores. Hello, Andrés.
Is this your first Führer's birthday party?
These crazy people celebrate it every 20th of April since...
I can't even remember!
-May I ask what you do? -I'm a police officer.
A job with a future!
I'm in real estate.
We've been in your beautiful village for 10 years.
It was hard in the beginning.
But now, the business is booming!
We already have several blocks of flats
and we're expanding out to Calpe, Altea, Benidorm...
Democracy is really taking hold in this country.
And that's good for business, Andrés!
Have you ever thought about investing?
-No. -Well, if you do, bet on real estate.
I tell you, it's the safest business.
Well, if you ever decide to, don't hesitate to contact us.
It would be our pleasure to assist you.
We have to move forward!
REAL ESTATE IN COSTA BLANCA
Only idiots get left behind.
Alte Kameraden!
-Alte Kameraden! -Please!
Old comrades on the march through the country,
hold friendship rock solid and true.
Whether in need or in danger,
always together they keep it new.
During the attack, things happen fast,
victory will bring us...
That's a crazy German!
Come, comrades, we shall reload;
This is our marching music.
During manoeuvres, the whole regiment
took quarters in a nearby village.
And at the inn we had a flirt
with the girls and the landlord's daughter.
Laughing, joking, laughing, joking, today is the day.
Tomorrow the whole regiment will be who knows how far away.
Comrades, parting is truly now our fate,
So take up the glass and let us shout 'Cheers!'
Cheers!
Old wine gives the strength of youth,
Because the taste of wine is the juice of life.
Let's go.
-But why? -We're leaving now!
Hey, what about our girl?
What do you mean?
-Where is she? -I don't know. She was just here.
Honey, where are you?
Shit.
Cheers!
Hello?
Sweetie?
-Sweetie, what are you doing here? -Ah, it's you!
You have a very nice daughter, Andrés.
-Hi daddy! -Come, have a seat with us.
You've got to watch this beautiful girl's knee.
It's just a slight osteomyelitis,
but it's important to keep it under control.
-Come on, sweetie. -What's the matter?
Where were you, sweetie?
-Well, mystery solved. -Let's go! Now!
Andrés, are you okay?
What's wrong with you?
Where are you going now?
Columbo!
Are you here?
-Columbo! Wake up! -Hey!
What?
What time is it?
Look familiar?
Klaus' father.
General Dreyer. Founder of the bungalows.
He was a discreet civil servant in the Gestapo,
but he rose in rank during the war
and he ended up becoming the Head of Transport of the SS.
And the right hand of Adolf Eichmann,
the chief architect of what they called 'The Final Solution'.
He personally signed the orders to deport thousands of people
to be exterminated in concentration camps.
Sentenced to death in absentia in Nuremburg.
This one. Recognise him?
He was only 25 here.
He was at the party today.
Everybody calls him Oscar, but his real name is Otto Heckel.
He was an Untersturmführer in the SS.
Sentenced to life in Holland for crimes against humanity.
He was the leader of the Black Tulips,
a group specialised in repression.
Directly responsible for the execution of thousands in Amsterdam.
And that one there?
That's...
I've spent years collecting this material.
Writing down every entrance and exit,
identifying the murderers.
And this one? Is that...?
Bingo! The big fish!
Doctor Aribert Heim.
With Josef Mengele, the doctor of Auschwitz,
he's one of the most wanted Nazis in the world.
Dr Heim was the doctor at the Mauthausen concentration camp,
where he was known for his twisted experiments.
He used the prisoners as guinea pigs.
He is accused of killing and torturing thousands of people.
Especially children.
During the war, he was known as Doctor Death,
but the Spanish prisoners called him The Matador.
Look.
In this article, a prisoner of the camp
explains how he and 29 other prisoners were poisoned by Heim himself,
with injections of petrol straight into their hearts.
It seems that Heim revelled in the suffering of his victims.
What do you plan on doing with all of this?
I will wait.
Up to now, democracy has been a joke.
A stunt to make us believe that things had changed, but...
the same people are still in charge.
Until now, nothing could be done. But very soon...
Things will change after the elections.
And they will change for real.
Then, our time will have come.
Until then, we can only do one thing:
wait.
Wait.
BREAD, WORK AND FREEDOM
No way that our daughter lives here with a terminal patient!
What are you doing?
Can I ask what you're doing?
-At least look at me! -Don't yell at me.
I'm staying with him until he gets better. Or worse.
Sweetie, daddy will be gone for a few days,
but he loves you a lot, okay?
Give me a kiss.
Where are you going? Andrés, where?
If you go out that door, don't come back!
Amidst great applause,
24 flags are rolled out in a circle,
representing the 24 countries participating in this championship.
This moment holds within it a great message of peace...
Hey, could you go down and get a cigarette?
-Come on, just one! -No.
Change it! Change the channel!
It's in the heart of every Spanish citizen...
We have a presentation to society, a bit rough, as we see...
You like this better?
...the hyenas...
I can't believe it.
Leave the country if you don't like football.
It's impossible to work with so many people in the hallway!
Sorry, Doctor. We'll try to...
Good afternoon.
Excuse me. Hello.
Sorry, but it's been like this for days.
How are you?
In the last week, two more boys have died.
Also gypsies.
Post-acute withdrawal syndrome.
The one today slit his wrists.
If we weren't where we are right now,
I would call this a full-blown ethnic cleansing.
Why does it seem that only the gypsies do heroin in this town?
It was given to them.
Sold on the cheap. The one doing it is gone.
Why?
Because he's dead.
It was Boada.
Hide that. He's a cop.
Give me that.
Come on. Give it to me.
Let's have a little chat.
About what? We don't know anything.
About the cop who died here.
-He brought you the horse. -Don't know anything about him.
-You want to pin his death on us? -I didn't say that.
We're not so crazy as to take out a cop.
We've got enough on our plate.
Hey cuz, they're here already!
See, man? They've already started.
God, what a disaster.
The gadjos! The gadjos are killing off our youth
and now they kick us out of our houses!
God, what are we going to do now?
Where will we live?
Our house!
Please! My house, my children! What will become of us, Lord?
Are you okay?
Not good, boss.
Let's go to the hospital and get you something.
PROMOSOL NEW VILLAS COMING SOON
So, as the weeks went by,
I saw Andrés more and more.
He came to the hospital every day and spent hours with his colleague.
Sometimes he spent the night.
And, one afternoon,
I'm not exactly sure how...
I understand, but...
See you soon.
Yes, Sir.
Andrés!
-Hey. -How are you?
Did you come to stay with Juan?
Yes, as long as I can. He doesn't like being alone.
Well, no one likes being alone, right?
No one.
Hey.
You know, I really need to get some air.
Do you want to have a drink later?
Are you asking me out?
I like to think watching the sky at night
is actually looking at the past.
Why?
The North Star.
It's 400 light years away.
So, what you see now
is what was happening in that star many years ago.
That's how long it takes the light to reach us.
When I was a kid, my dad would take me to the beach to fish
and tell me these things. It reminds me of him.
I also liked watching the sky.
-Really? -Yes.
I'd be spellbound for hours.
They said my parents were up there.
So, I focused really hard to see if I could see them.
They're dead?
I never met them.
I was raised in Paracuellos del Jarama.
It's an orphanage.
How horrible!
It wasn't easy.
But no hard feelings.
Without them, I'd be nothing.
They gave me an education.
I trained as a mechanic, then joined the police.
I'm sorry.
It must have been hard. I can't even imagine.
Do you bring lots of girls down to this shitty boat?
Eva.
What is all this?
Look.
Petrol injected in the heart.
Sound familiar?
Favourite pastime of Heim, alias Dr Death.
-My God, but it's... -And this one.
All these bastards have been here for years, basking in the sun.
And Boada worked for them.
He'd bring heroin here from the back streets of Bilbao
to get the gypsies hooked, and destroy the town.
He got the city to approve the demolition of the slums
and built a neighbourhood developed...
by this real estate agency: Promosol.
Know who's behind this company?
All those guys.
The Israelis came for one of them.
Most likely for Heim. He's the big fish.
Wait, there's something I don't get.
What?
Why did they take out Boada if he worked for them?
Rafa! Cut that out and come help me, damn it!
There! There!
You just had to adjust the brightness, you dummies!
I can sure see clearly now!
Look, look, look!
They look like monkeys!
They're Indians! Just missing the blowgun and the loincloth.
Let's go! Go Spain! Let's crush 'em!
Go Spain!
-Go watch it. -Really?
-Don't you want to stay? -Go!
Thanks.
A little bird told me you've been asking around,
sticking your nose in a closed case.
You know what I think about that. I don't like to repeat myself.
This is your last warning.
Leave it alone, or you're going to regret it.
Nothing to say?
Look, man!
Damn it!
Idiot.
Son of a...
...the rebellion of the meek.
I thought you didn't like football.
Are you okay?
It's getting really bad.
-Really bad... -Wait, wait!
Please! Help! He's bleeding a lot.
This way. Careful.
Are you okay?
Careful.
Here. Try to keep calm. It's all right.
Go call the doctor! Hurry!
Doctor!
Hey!
No. Wait. Wait!
Hey! Stop!
Why don't you go in? You came to see your dad, right?
-No. -So you were just passing by?
I didn't come to see him! He's a coward and a red.
You don't have a fucking clue about your dad, okay?
Can I go?
Look. I would have given an arm to talk to my dad.
Even for five minutes.
Listen to me.
Can I go? Or do you want to arrest me?
I don't know. Have you done anything bad?
We see the dive by the Honduran goalkeeper.
Let's see what effects this draw has had
back at the Spanish team's base.
Let's go to Valencia.
Good afternoon from Valencia.
In Honduras, the headline of a sports newspaper
referred to the events yesterday in Luis Casanova Stadium:
'Defeat continues to weigh on the morale of the fans.'
Some even...
Everyone's watching this.
Change it.
Change the channel.
At any rate...
...is not especially dangerous.
That is not the case for the black widow,
which is similar in shape to a common spider,
but can be deadly.
We can't show the male spider.
As he was devoured by the black widow.
The widow...
The male...
The widow!
Columbo!
-Do you know where Boada lived? -What widow?
You've got to be kidding me. I live in the opposite building.
What are we doing?
Looking for her flat. Rosario Fernández.
Here!
-José Luis Boada, R. Fernández, 4B. -Let's go.
-Shall I go with you? -Yes, come on!
-What do I say? -Just come!
Ring the bell.
Again.
No one's home. Now what?
We're going in.
How are we going to get in?
-Did you learn that in the academy? -No, at the School of life. Let's go.
Seems pretty clear she has left, right?
-What are we looking for? -Anything!
Anything that leads us to her. To where she lives now.
-Andrés! -What?
Look.
What?
-What is that? -Phenobarbital in mass quantities.
It's a powerful hypnotic for anxiety and depression.
This woman is not in good shape. And she's addicted.
Wherever she is, she will need this.
So, she will need the same psychiatrist.
-We need to find her psychiatrist. -Yes, but there aren't any here.
She was probably sent to the hospital in Alicante.
Will they have her records?
If she got a prescription recently, they might have updated her file.
A good doctor would do that. Would you do it?
I'm a very good doctor.
Let's go.
There is a lot of security. It's full of cameras.
How will you get in, this time?
There is a method that sometimes works.
What is it?
Who is it?
Me.
After you.
This way, please.
Well, I like it!
How much do you think all this costs?
Manuel Summers, humming our tune...
-They're here, ma'am. -Thank you, Victor.
You may leave.
Come in! Have a seat over there.
A lady hires an attractive butler
and it turns out he's more feminine than Paloma San Basilio.
At night, his boyfriend comes over. They do it in the pool.
As if I wasn't aware!
At least he's nice to look at.
So, you're police?
I replace José Luis, your late husband.
I see the force has changed for the better.
-How can I help you? -You invested a lot in security.
-Who are you afraid of? -Of the burglars!
I don't really trust the police.
I spent my whole life with a cop.
Did you know José Luis worked for the Germans?
I have reasons to believe they took him out.
And that he was tortured repeatedly before he was killed.
Are you also a cop? You don't look like one.
You went to college. I wish I could have studied.
But in my days, forget it.
You don't seem surprised.
Of course not.
Nothing he may have done surprises me.
He wasn't always like that. But he became a bastard, like them.
This place changes you. You'll see.
The Germans paid well enough to buy all this?
They did let us use the flat.
And that one fat German, Klaus,
bought him a gorgeous gold watch.
But the pay was shit.
At least for him, it was nothing.
Plus, he'd get drunk and go whoring.
And those things aren't for free.
I bought this house with my savings!
With what I kept under the mattress.
Is it a crime to want to live a little better, damn it?
Extremely expensive.
Chanel, special edition. I bought it in Paris.
Oh, Paris... Paris!
What a lovely city. Have you ever been?
No. But I'd love to go.
You two would like it.
The boutiques, the restaurants, noth...
When did you go?
-Where? -To Paris.
Careful, I can easily check.
Two months ago. I went shopping for a weekend.
Is shopping also a crime now?
Columbo!
You can't let it go, can you?
What?
The case.
I know why you can't.
Expósito.
That's what they called the kids abandoned at the Social Services.
Expósito.
They rob you of everything there.
Last names, childhoods...
You're not stupid, Andrés.
You know they locked up the children of the reds.
Of the ones they shot. The ones that lost the war.
You know the Germans are the same pieces of shit.
That's why you can't let it go.
Everything is in here.
Names.
Dates.
I want you to do it.
-To do what? -I want everyone to know.
When the Socialists win, that will be our time.
Tell me you will do it. Promise me you will.
I will.
I promise.
Thank you.
REWARD FOR THE WHEREABOUTS OF ARIBERT HEIM
The Israelis or Israelites, you pick...
They hired a car under the name of a vacuum company in Paris.
At the widow's house, Paris came up again.
Paris was the answer. Read this.
'The Wiesenthal Centre is offering a reward of 500,000 dollars to anyone
who provides information leading to the whereabouts of Aribert Heim.'
She got more than perfume in Paris.
She came back with 70 million.
Boada got tired of seeing those briefcases
and not taking one for himself.
The Germans treated him well.
The flat...
The watch...
Payments for dealing. But he wanted more.
A lot more.
He threatened to turn them in to the Jews.
And he did.
That's why they killed him.
So that's it, right?
Case closed.
Case closed? No. We don't know who did it.
Yes, we do. You just said it: the Germans.
In the end, there's only one.
Someone has to pull the trigger.
Or drive the needle in.
I'm giving Columbo's info to Paris.
And I'll do it for free. Unlike the dead guy.
Andrés, I'm afraid for you to keep doing this.
Give it up, please. Listen to me for a second.
-I wouldn't want to lose you. -No, Eva.
The world is full of little bastards who give you hell.
They're a pain in the ass, but we get used to them.
But that's not what this is about.
There's another kind of bastards.
The true bastards.
And I came to the town where most of them are hiding.
I'm not leaving, and I don't like having them nearby.
Andrés.
What?
Nothing.
I have to go. They're waiting for me.
I'll stay here.
And that is the greatness of change.
That is the sheer greatness of change
that all of us can offer
to those who come after us.
Here. It's my turn.
Watch and learn.
Let's see the boy now.
Come on.
Let's see if you aim like your dad.
It's a Luger.
Used in Stalingrad.
No. Let him go. Here.
Andrés? Andrés!
Are you there, Andrés?
I've told you before, it's 'K1, HQ here.'
Ok. Attention, calling K1. I repeat: calling K1. HQ here.
Good. K1 here. Over.
It's Columbo. The hospital called. Over.
May his family, friends, and all of us who remain in this world,
be comforted by words of faith,
until the time comes for us too to join him,
with You, in the joy of Your eternal kingdom.
-In the name of Jesus Christ, our Lord. -Amen.
Go in peace.
It's a tough blow,
but, as the man of the house, you have to take care of your mother.
One Sunday, I'll take you to see the bulls in Alicante.
His partner's death was hard on Andrés.
He changed.
He became obsessed with the case.
He started looking for clues, pouring over details...
until the day it all happened.
It was...during the World Cup Final.
An afternoon in July.
We got knocked out early, so the final was toned down.
Nobody was interested in the game.
Well, except the foreigners.
The Germans and the Italians went insane.
Germany, Germany above all,
above all in the world.
When, for protection and defence,
like brothers, it stands together.
From the Meuse to the Memel,
from the Adige to the Belt,
Come on, damn it!
Hey! Where the hell are you going?
Dai! We're here for the win!
Brothers of Italy,
Italy has awoken,
with Scipio's helmet
binding her head.
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down,
for a slave of Rome
God has made her.
Let us join in a cohort...
Don't move!
Stop moving!
You idiot!
Don't fucking move!
-Hey! -Freeze!
Don't move!
Here!
Quick! That guy!
-Don't move! -Don't shoot!
-Don't move! -I won't.
Get out. Get out!
-You, here! -Stop moving!
Be careful, for Christ's sake!
Shit!
You've got to be kidding me with the fucking 127. Damn it!
Motherfucker.
Come on.
Come here!
Don't fucking move!
Don't move.
Yes, it was me.
Boada wasn't a junky.
We put the shots in his arm to see if you would buy it.
That night...
I got carried away in the excitement.
I did it too fast, damn it.
Later on, the doctor told me...
that you have to do this very slowly.
Look at me.
Look at me, you bastard. I want to see it!
Look at me, you bastard.
I want to see it.
Tell me you will do it. Promise me you will do it.
...because you're about to die.
Get ready, because you're about to die.
...may the blood of your ancestors be a stain on your family,
your children, and the children of your children.
Promise me you will do it.
Promise me.
Motherfucker!
Touch it...
and you're dead.
Get out.
The keys!
Let's go!
Fucking red!
What happened then...
I don't know how he did it,
but Andrés got the killer to talk within five minutes.
He confessed that Klaus had ordered the Boada murder,
and paid him with a Mercedes.
He's coming back!
In fact, the papers in the glovebox were still in the German's name.
That was enough to obtain an arrest warrant.
...to the Italians. And Tardelli shoots!
Shit! No! No!
Carlos Dreyer, you're under arrest for the murder of José Luis Boada.
Andrés, I have the right to a lawyer!
Let's go!
So, he finished them off? He solved the case?
No.
There was a trial.
But Andrés couldn't do anything because he lost all the evidence.
They burnt it.
Klaus and the hitmen were found innocent,
because the Germans hired the best law firm in Madrid.
Andrés was alone.
I helped him as much as I could.
I found him a lawyer.
An old friend who tried everything in his power.
After the trial, Andrés was worn out. He couldn't even talk.
Please, not now.
I remember answering a question from a journalist.
That's how you have that article.
And that's why you're here.
It must have been hard.
It was.
Of course, he lost his job.
But losing his daughter was the hardest.
He loved her more than anything.
That woman kept her away from him,
and they disappeared forever, without saying where.
It was a night of triumph...
From the window of the Palace Hotel,
Felipe González and Alfonso Guerra greet their followers.
They have been celebrating the Socialists' victory in the capital
since early in the morning.
Son of a bitch.
In the end, I think something good came of it all.
As time went by, I started to think...
that it turned out to be a small victory for Andrés.
The Germans felt threatened,
and started to leave the country.
But many stayed. In fact, I sometimes run into one in town.
And...
And what happened with you two, with you and Andrés?
Well,
life happened.
We drifted apart.
I remember seeing him a couple of times after the trial.
But not very well.
I remember little else from that summer.
Ah, yes.
The Socialists won the election.
Change. Everyone spoke of change.
But, to tell you the truth, I'm not sure what has changed.
Things did change for you. Shortly after,
you became Head of Pulmonology at the hospital of Alicante,
and a few years later, you became the director.
The tea's gone. Shall I heat up more water?
No, thanks. I have to go.
I'd like to get back to Madrid before dark.
I can't thank you enough for telling me all this.
It's an incredible story.
And Andrés must have been a very special person.
Must have? Andrés is still alive.
Yes. He stayed in Denia.
Everybody knows him there. He lives in the port.
He works fixing boat motors and things like that.
FOR SPAIN ALWAYS
VOTE RAFAEL DIAZ
Andrés?
Yes, that's me.
One second. Hold on.
Tell me, how can I help you?
Hello, dad.
'Every two or three generations, when memory fades
and the last witnesses of the previous massacres are no more,
reason slips away,
and new men appear to sow the seeds of evil.'
OLIVIER GUEZ