There are 325,000 inhabitants.
How are we meant to find those Nazis among all these people?
Do you know the saying "a needle in a haystack"?
It'll be impossible to find them.
No, it means it'll be very difficult, but with patience, we'll find them.
Deaf Man, did you check the address from the locker?
Nothing.
Do you think you'll be able to recognize Heim?
It's been many years.
Some things stay with you.
He didn't visit the camp commandant's house often.
His breath smelled of coffee.
After lunch, he'd have one of those brown candies.
I never understood how he could do those things to the prisoners.
We'll stay in the mill.
If there's trouble, we have a place to hide.
"Those are not giants, your grace."
-"Those are not giants." -What did you say?
Forget it.
-You said something. -It's from Don Quixote.
"To change the world, my friend Sancho,
isn't madness nor utopia. It's justice."
Whatever you say.
Any trouble, we meet here. In the meantime, let's find Bachmann.
Marsé, find out where they could be staying.
Castro, Deaf Man, see if they have property in the area.
Isabel and I will try to find out what the code from the locker means.
A NETFLIX SERIES
EPISODE 4 - ALMERÍA
-Did you find anything? -Nothing.
No one at this post office or any other has heard of Santa Tecla P1/1.
-It's not an address or a PO Box? -No.
ONE DAY UNTIL ARIBERT HEIM'S ARRIVAL
Hotels, motels, guesthouses… Nothing. Nothing under "Bachmann."
What about the registry? Maybe he owns some property.
I checked. Nothing.
-Did you check for Ilse? -Yes.
Nothing. They're like ghosts.
-Tell me you have something. -Nothing.
We combed through offices, business directories,
hospitals, housing developments, cabins, doghouses…
There's no trace of them.
Nobody here has seen a German giant with a scarred face.
We have something wrong. Maybe he's not here.
No. This is the place. We have to keep looking.
Let's check bars, nightspots, clubs.
Bachmann likes women too much to…
The doctor told me I have to swim, and I do it every day.
But what I really like is swimming in the sea, you know?
If I don't go swimming, I feel like something's missing.
How many beaches are there?
A lot.
Tomorrow morning, we need to check them all.
Why?
If Ilse's here, she'll be at one of them.
We'll do six-hour watches.
If we see anyone who might be Heim, we'll take a picture
so Isabel can identify him.
-Okay? -Yes.
-All right. -Get some rest.
I'll take the first watch.
What are you drawing?
I started keeping a diary, you know?
But the words were no longer…
enough to describe the horrors I witnessed there.
Cruelty was always present there.
But at night it became unbearable and insufferable
when we heard the dogs barking and we knew new prisoners had arrived.
Poles, Italians, Turks, it didn't matter. They didn't stop barking.
I could see the Appellplatz from my barrack's window.
So I had the newcomers so close
that I could see their faces and smell them.
I remember one night a father and son arrived.
I don't know where from. Lithuania, I think.
The commandant separated them from the group and told the boy
that he'd spare his life if he hit his father on the head with a stick.
The boy couldn't have been older than 15.
He was so scared that,
terrified, he hit his father's head with a stick
and killed him right there, in front of everyone.
It took him a while to realize what he'd done.
When he did, he knelt down crying, hugging his father's body,
screaming in a language no one knew but we all understood.
Then the commandant set the dogs free, and they tore the boy apart.
After that, he ordered the other prisoners to take their bodies to the crematorium.
Killing us wasn't enough for them.
They had to torture us.
Cruelty reigned in Dachau.
When the camp was liberated, I went straight to the kennels.
The officers had already gone, leaving their dogs behind.
I took a rock, and even though I could barely breathe,
I beat their heads in one by one.
Until they stopped barking.
And they would never bark again.
Until very recently…
I didn't know if I'd be capable of doing the same to their handlers.
But I was.
Yes.
No…
Yes.
I did it.
Nothing?
-Nothing. -Here.
Thank you.
There's someone there.
There are four armed men.
Why would a couple with no security in Madrid have it here?
Because it isn't for them.
Your turn.
Tell me it's him. Say it's Heim.
His back's to me. I can't really see. Wait.
Turn around.
Did you see him?
Isabel, did you see him?
What are they doing?
Shit.
Hey! Bachmann's leaving. Follow him and don't lose him.
He's emptying the car's ashtray.
We know what they had for breakfast, what they eat, drink, and smoke,
and that they don't even finish cigarettes.
Found anything?
Garbage and a bad smell.
I'm going to relieve Marsé.
Lucena!
What is it?
Coffee.
Are you sure?
I couldn't forget it. It's him. It's Heim.
-We can't get this wrong. -I won't.
-How do you know? -Look.
What more do you need?
Something to tell me we won't miss our only chance.
Not some random candy.
I'm here because I'm the only one who's seen that bastard's face.
And I've been rummaging through garbage for an hour!
We need something more! That means nothing!
Never shout at me again!
Then stop thinking this is only about you!
There's a saying where I'm from.
"Water doesn't change."
"We do."
I haven't been back there for ages. Since the war started.
Do you want to go back?
No. What for?
It's not my home anymore. I have nothing there.
At least you know where you're from. I don't even remember.
I didn't mean to shout at you earlier.
We need you.
Do you know what the worst part is?
I always thought the sea would look bigger.
"P1/1."
It's definitely the place. The boat's called the Santa Tecla.
Get a boat. If they're getting him out that way, we'll need it.
And Castro, good job, kid.
-What? -They found the numbers.
On a mooring at a private dock.
-He's escaping by sea? -The Santa Tecla's a boat.
An inshore trawler. They can't get very far on it.
So?
It might be a shuttle.
The Nazis have several escape routes.
After Eichmann, I don't think they consider South America safe.
You're thinking Africa.
If he reaches open sea, we'll lose him.
Thanks a lot, buddy.
Shall we take it for a spin?
Are we out of fuel?
God damn it.
He said it was full.
Deaf Man!
Deaf Man, what are you doing?
Where did you go at night?
Someone sent you signals from a window.
Where did you go?
Who did you meet there?
He's a friend, Deaf Man!
You put us all in danger!
He's a friend, Deaf Man, just a friend!
He's nobody!
I don't know what it was!
Have you ever been with a girl?
Yes.
Me too.
I tried being with a girl, but…
I don't know, there's always something that's not…
That makes it not work, and…
I don't know, I can't do it.
I don't even know if what happened there is what I want. I don't…
I don't want to die without knowing who I am.
Chin up.
It's okay.
-Anything? -Nothing.
What are you doing? Put that away.
I got into this for one reason.
To take out all those bastards for what they did to my father.
Do you know how many we've caught? Zero!
I've done nothing but wait my whole fucking life! I'm sick of it.
Give me the gun.
-Gonna shoot me? -If you make me.
-You don't have the balls. -Try me.
Give me… Hey.
The gun. Where is it? Give me the gun.
Give it to me. Stop… Hey.
Look at me. Leave him alone.
What the fuck's going on, Castro?
Leave him alone.
-We're not like them. -Maybe we should've been, Lucena.
If it's not Heim in there, it's another Nazi.
If we go in and it's not Heim, we'll lose him forever.
We won't catch him or any other Nazi.
Look at me.
-Get off me, Deaf Man. Fuck. -He's right.
What if we use a decoy to lure them out?
Let's set the house on fire.
-Right? -Are you done?
Come on, comrades.
I think Castro's right.
-What? -Partly, Deaf Man, partly.
Partly.
We have to get into that house,
but we can't fire bullets, kiddo.
Isabel is the only one who can tell us whether that man is Heim.
Neither Isabel, nor you, nor I can enter that house because the Bachmanns know us.
Well, Lucena, hang on a minute.
Who said we have to go to him?
What we have to do is bring that Nazi here. To us.
Kiddo.
Would you dare shoot with one of these?
Good afternoon, sir.
We were notified of a power outage.
Who is it?
Sorry, am I at the wrong place?
No, you're right, we have no power.
Do you know why?
Beats me. My partner is checking the cables outside.
We also need to check the wiring in the house.
We're checking the whole street. Mind if I come in?
Wait here.
Come in.
If you don't mind…
What?
There have been a lot of thefts in the area lately.
Right.
All good?
Excuse him, he doesn't speak Spanish.
Right.
Where's the fuse box?
Follow me.
Whatever caused the outage has left the entire neighborhood without power.
This is a real mess.
Will you be long?
Look…
This is scorched.
So?
I don't know, ma'am.
I need to check all the outlets in the house
to see how many need replacing.
Go with him.
He's to finish as soon as possible.
There's no voltage. It sure isn't here.
Do you understand?
You don't understand.
This is… It doesn't work.
Kaput.
Dead.
Let's go upstairs.
Not here either.
Where are you going?
I have to check all the outlets.
No.
-I have to-- -No!
Okay.
I have to use the bathroom. I have to pee.
What? Do you want to come in?
Shall we go together?
Thank you.
Idiot.
Come on.
Turn around.
Come on.
Hello?
Either you come out now or I'll come in. Do you hear me?
Voilà.
The power's back.
-Do you have it? -Deaf Man's developing it. Any news?
From what I'm told, a freighter passes by Almería on Sundays.
It gets closest to the shore at 3:00 a.m.
-What's your source? -Maritime traffic authority.
-What's its destination? -Egypt.
To the port of Suez through the Canal.
Great. Keep an eye on the Santa Tecla in case it gets away.
And stay close to our boat.
Got it.
How's he doing?
He's working on it.
Now we know where they're taking him.
Our friend wants to see the pyramids.
Is it Heim?
I don't know. He has a beard covering his scar. I can't tell.
I've looked at them over 100 times.
They're blurry. I can't see properly. I don't know…
This could be anyone.
They're leaving. Let's go.
-What are you doing, Marsé? -I know another way.
Don't shoot Heim!
-Marsé, are you all right? -Lucena!
He's getting away. Go on, Lucena.
Hey! On the ground!
On the ground. Drop the gun!
Don't move.
Get up.
It's not him.
What?
It's not him!
-Comrades, they tricked us. -Get in the car! Quick!
No…
Come on! Come on, fuck!
Come on, comrades. Let's go!
Bachmann! Lights!
-Bachmann! -It's him! It's Heim!
Take cover!
Are you all okay?
Get ready, everyone!
Let's go!
Shoot!
They hit our engine!
We're losing fuel!
If our boat stops, we'll lose them. What do we do?
Whatever it takes! But we can't let Heim get away!
Shoot!
Comrades, get ready!
Jump!
Subtitle translation by: Jonathan Williams