Patria

Hey, Xabier.

Mom, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

I was in the shower.

- This is the third time - I called.

Oh... I didn't hear it.

Are you at work already?

Yeah, I've been on call all night.

There's this terminal patient who wouldn't, um...

Hmm, yeah, well, dying isn't easy, son.

Hmm, unless someone kills you, of course.

All right, so, you're okay then?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Look, I have to let you go,

I have a lot to do, okay?

Okay. Agur, Mom.

I wanna see you soon, darling.

Again?

I don't want to bother you, Joxian.

I just wanted you to deliver this letter to your son.

Well, that bothers me.

I'd ask Miren to do it, but, mm-mmm,

she won't even look me in the face.

Even if she did, I don't think she'd give it to him anyway.

Why not? I wrote it with good intention.

You're stirring up things that shouldn't be stirred.

Will you take it or not?

Leave it over there.

Okay, I'll give it to Miren for you.

But just so you know, she'll have to take it.

She's the one who visits him.

You don't visit your son?

Not much.

You two still talk?

Me and that woman?

God forbid.

She should leave town for her own good.

Well, then, go and tell her,

because it looks like she doesn't agree with you.

Are you sure you really need to do that?

Yeah, of course.

This way I can see if there's something

under the car or not.

Thanks.

What are you looking at?

They haven't threatened you for a while, right?

Yeah, it's been a while.

What do you think?

Did they forget about you?

I don't know and I don't care.

Huh.

But you didn't get any more letters, right?

For fuck's sake. If I didn't tell you anything,

it's 'cause I don't have anything new to tell.

Hey, can I get the check over here?

Oh, Jesus, why the hurry?

Can't I ask you anything anymore?

Oh, good job.

Xabier said that they'd rather meet us

for lunch at a restaurant on Sunday.

Again. Still no.

Said he's gonna pay for all of it.

No way.

Since we have to meet that woman,

it better be at home.

She's not gonna show

who she really is at a restaurant.

Okay, whatever you say,

but you're the one who's gonna be

stuck in the kitchen all morning.

So what?

When you took me to your house, who cooked?

Your mother.

Chickpeas and fried chicken, I remember perfectly.

And after we ate, I helped her clean up.

I hope she does the same.

She's Aranzazu.

I don't care what her name is.

I'll leave this here.

Hey.

Let me know when they get here.

I wanna see her before they come up.

Yeah, sure.

And I just cleaned the windows, so don't touch them, okay?

They're here.

Those clothes don't flatter her at all.

Well, I think she looks great.

Don't touch it.

Look at how classy she is.

"Classy"?

She's a sack of bones.

Then there was that crazy taxi driver, remember?

Driving so fast through Rome,

we didn't know if we should laugh

or ask for help.

I wasn't sure if we were being kidnapped or what.

I mean...

We actually were, though.

It was so expensive

it was pretty much a ransom payment.

So Xabier told us you work together, right?

Yeah, at the hospital.

But you're not a doctor, are you?

No.

No, well, I'm a nurse.

A nursing assistant.

- And she the best one by far. - Hmm, yeah.

Can we move the pig head?

Is it okay?

Mom, um, do you mind taking the pig's head away?

But why?

Um, it's nothing, it's just that...

Well, Aranzazu isn't used to looking at it, that's all.

Yeah, of course, I got it.

No, don't worry about it...

Everyone's done, right?

Yeah, yeah.

So take it away then.

If it bothers her so much.

Everything's delicious, Mom.

- Oh, good. - Delicious.

Anyway, we also went to the Colosseum.

You and dad have been there too, right?

Actually, we've never been to Rome.

Oh, really?

We've always wanted to go,

but we didn't get a chance yet.

Okay, thought you did.

No, not at all. Mm-mmm.

Oh!

We gotta air this place out.

My God!

Even the soup tasted like her freaking perfume.

You can't say she's unattractive.

Attractive?

By your standards everyone's pretty, really.

She's way too old for him.

So, what, he wants a second mom?

What are you talking about?

Am I right or not?

I so wish he could hear you right now.

Look at them all cute holding hands.

Oh, that's so corny.

That's no woman for our son, okay?

I'm telling you.

She's too old and she's divorced.

She's second hand.

It's everything about her.

We'll see what people in town say.

People in town are taking a nap right now.

I'd like to do that, too.

Okay, fine, go take your nap and dream about trucks,

I'll clean everything up.

Nice, man.

Hmm, you got good aim.

Joxe Mari!

Come on, time to go.

Important appointment.

Come on, go.

Go ahead, go on.

You're going with her.

Get in the car and put these glasses on.

Put 'em on.

Take 'em off now.

Buy water and something to eat on the way.

- Okay. - Don't be long.

I want you to get the hell back here fast.

We gotta leave in under two hours.

- Okay, got it. - Two hours, you hear me?

Welcome.

Come here.

You're Patxo, from Durango.

And you?

You're the handball player, right?

Yeah. Joxe Mari.

I hope you're as comfortable in ETA

as you're playing that sport.

This is your zone of action.

That's around my hometown.

Do whatever you want here,

you can hit the cops, national guards, Ertzaintzas,

whatever you come across.

Hit them hard until the government wants to negotiate.

Your point of reference is the Oria River,

south of Villabona.

So that'll be your name, "Commando Oria."

You'll be three.

Txopo is waiting for you in an apartment

in San Sebastian.

Don't take any action in San Sebastian, got it?

Don't meddle there.

There are others on it.

But in this area,

you can make all the mess you want.

Soon you'll be receiving a list of targets, understood?

The mugalaris will take you to Ugalde next week.

Steady on the trigger.

It's 8:00 a.m. right now,

7:00 a.m. in the Canary Islands.

"Today," with Inaki Gabilondo.