Salvador (2026) s01e01 Episode Script

1
[announcer] Let's go! Welcome, folks.
Today is the day, and now is the time.
We're jumping into
the Champions League quarterfinal,
where we've got a battle
at the white colosseum
between Madrid and Marseille.
Today, the capital will come
to a standstill to accommodate the match.
Scarves flutter and hearts beat
to the rhythm
of the last grand European dream.
Antón Meana,
can you tell us about the atmosphere?
-Good afternoon to you!
-[Antón] Hi, Dani. How's it going?
The atmosphere is phenomenal.
Hundreds of Marseille fans
are here from France today.
They're arriving at the white colosseum,
and the situation is incredible.
This is a huge match, very big game.
The people want their football!
[Dani] That's right. An important match
naturally calls for
special security measures.
Laura, how are you? Good afternoon.
[Laura] How are we?
Good afternoon. That's right, Dani.
This match has been classified
as a high-risk event, in fact.
Around 2,000 police officers
from the public order unit,
as well as mounted police officers,
are on patrol.
Let's hope things stay calm
as the match unfolds.
[Dani] Thank you, Laura. Two fan favorites
competing to win this competition.
Madrid and Marseille.
We'll see what happens.
We know it'll be an electrifying evening!
-[Antón] It's true. We can feel it.
-[man 1] Well, it's about time.
Ah, you're here.
[man 2] I know
many of you won't believe me…
But it's true. I, uh, haven't had a drink.
And…
I hate to think that when I started
to drink a few years ago…
I really had no reason to.
Not a real one.
Nothing that could compare
to any of the reasons that I have now.
My life was good.
I had a home.
A family.
I, uh… I had a wife who was…
[sighs]
[inhales deeply]
She was incredible.
She was fun, and… intelligent, so smart.
Seriously, you guys. You have no idea.
And I was basically an asshole to her.
[reporter] …standing by on radio
for this quarter-final match.
-See you all.
-[man] See you later, Salva.
[woman] Have a good day.
[Salvador] It's hard to admit,
but it's true.
-Later.
-[Salvador] See ya.
I wasn't a good husband,
as you can imagine.
And I wasn't a good father.
It was worse than that. I wasn't there.
But, the thing is,
I… I didn't know how to be.
-[fan 1] Come on, Spain!
-[fan 2] Go team!
-[fan 3] Let's go!
-Or I couldn't do it.
Or I didn't want to.
[thudding]
[group chanting] Here they are,
here they come. Ultra die-hard champions!
Here they are, here they come.
Ultra die-hard champions!
Here they are, here they come.
Ultra die-hard champions!
Don't you dare
walk the streets of Madrid alone!
Marseille, you're just fucking Arab shits!
Marseille, you're just fucking Arab shits!
[scattered laughter]
You got a problem?
I asked you a question.
Hey, let me see that. [laughs]
That's my dinner. I'm headed to work.
Dinner, huh?
[tense music playing]
What is it you're hiding?
Take that hat off, asshole!
And look me in the eyes.
I'm talking to you.
Look at me
when I'm talking to you, dammit!
-Hey, what are you staring at?
-[man] Don't make me say it again.
You headed to work too?
I wasn't aware that this bus
dropped off animals at the circus.
-Stay in your seat until I tell you!
-Leave him alone!
-Sit down!
-Wait! Hey, hey!
[woman] Shut your mouth.
[man 1] You and I have
something to handle.
Let's step outside.
-Outside, asshole, move!
-[man 2] Black piece of shit!
-[man 1] That's right. This way.
-Get outta here. You're trash!
-Stop this bus!
-[man 2] Tell him, Max.
Right now! Stop the fucking bus!
-Open the door! I said open the door!
-Filthy pig!
-[Max] Come on. Throw out the trash!
-Get out!
[gang] Here they are, here they come.
Ultra, die-hard champions!
Here they are, there they go.
We're the members of White Souls!
Here they are, there they go.
We're the members of White Souls!
Here they are, there they go.
We're the members of White Souls!
Sieg heil!
Viva España!
Here they are, there they go.
We're the members of White Souls!
[chanting echoes]
My daughter…
Pardon.
My daughter, Milena,
when she was little,
really admired me.
Because I, uh…
I don't know if you knew, I was a doctor.
Well, I still am a doctor.
[siren wailing]
A different kind of doctor now, I guess.
[line ringing]
[automated voice] The number you've dialed
is turned off or out of range.
Please try your call again later.
Hi, Milena.
It's nothing, I just… It's looking
pretty rough out with the game today.
And, uh, well…
just be careful out there, all right?
The thing is that when… when she was
with her friends, she'd brag about me.
AMBULANCE DEPO
[laughs nervously]
And she'd say, "My father…
my father's name is Salva,
and he saves lives."
I don't know.
I guess I thought if I did my job well,
I'd be able to keep my wife
and daughter safe, or… I don't know.
[man] Hey, Salva.
[Salvador] I guess it was a way to
let myself off the hook, you know? To, uh…
to avoid feeling guilty
about not being there.
It's crazy, but, well…
well, it made sense to me.
It's 'cause it has to.
[music fades]
It just has to.
[inhales deeply] Whatever the case,
thanks for listening to me.
Really, I appreciate it.
[exhales]
[siren blaring]
-Good evening.
-You're late, Salvador.
Yeah, well,
there was an incident on the bus.
You smell like beer.
Oh, no, no.
It's not like that. Someone threw it.
Look, I wasn't asking, was I?
Just forget it.
Some neo-Nazis sprayed a beer all over me.
[man] Here. You should've been
at Castellana Street half an hour ago.
[machine beeping]
Salva, this is Toni. The new nurse we got.
-[Salvador] How's it goin'?
-What's up?
[woman] This is Salva, our driver.
[Salvador] Fucking shit!
Are you fucking kidding me?
Hey, listen, you guys.
You know the ambulances come back clean.
It's the rules.
Get the mop and bucket.
Sorry, but I'm not a custodian,
I'm a nurse. Okay?
-Toni, right?
-Yes.
Toni, I'm an ex-gambler, ex-alcoholic,
ex-medical doctor, and ex-nice person.
Seeing that you don't look shocked,
I'm guessing you already knew that.
There are plenty of things
that I really hate.
And one of those things is
the need to repeat what I've said.
[Dani] And we're back
in the area surrounding the stadium
because the mood
seems to be heating up. Laura?
[Laura] Yes, that's right.
Emotions are running high.
Thousands of fans are chanting
all the songs we know so well.
Right now, we can see flags
and people starting to light up flares.
It's clear
that the match is about to kick off,
and for now, police are maintaining order,
but tensions are definitely high.
[fans chanting in French]
[overlapping shouting]
[hateful chanting]
[man on radio] I'm just saying,
if these guys were fascists,
they wouldn't be out on parade
like circus monkeys, right?
But these are anti-racist,
anti-fascists making a scene here,
so it's not a problem, right?
Listen, why don't you get out there too?
Maybe they'll make room for you.
I'm sure they'd love you.
[chuckles]
Oh, no, not you too, Marjane.
Not you. Come on, gee.
Fun fact, you guys.
An hour in the air ambulance
costs the same as a hundred colonoscopies.
So let's hear it, all together now!
[chanting] Public health!
-[chuckles]
-Public health! Public health!
Toni, I would like you to meet
my worst and my best friend.
[Toni] Nice to meet you!
He says, "Nice to meet you."
Tell him I said, "Likewise."
And that my name's Adolfo Suárez,
like the airport, so he won't forget.
Hey, buddy, you just cost Madrid
1,000 butt pokes!
-[helicopter whirring]
-[indistinct chanting]
-[ominous music playing]
-[metallic clinking]
[overlapping shouting]
[chanting in French]
[Max] Motherfuckers!
[woman] White Souls, motherfucker!
[tense music rises]
Sieg heil!
[glass shatters]
[horse whinnying]
[siren blaring]
Oh shit.
[Max] Fucking assholes!
[horse whinnying]
[man 1] Viva España! White Souls!
[tense rhythmic music playing]
[horse whinnying frantically]
[man 2 wailing]
-Oh God.
-Let's go. Come on!
-[man 2 cries in pain]
-Let's go, guys! Hurry up!
Now, let's go!
[helicopter whirring]
We need oxygen tanks and a monitor!
Hurry, now!
-[Toni] Here.
-Come on!
-[Toni] We gotta turn him, right?
-Yeah.
Come on, Salva!
[man 3] Come here. Get back here!
Hey, get back here, you fucking coward!
[man 4] Don't run, you fucking rat.
[man 5] Shit! [panting]
Go, go, go, go!
We're gonna kill you, Couscous!
[Dani] This is quite a scene already.
players on both teams
are already heating up on the field here.
Now, watch out,
because it looks like there's already been
an altercation on the streets.
[overlapping shouting]
Out of my way!
Watch out! Watch out!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Chill out, relax.
-[man] Couscous!
-Go down the alley and turn right.
[woman] Where are you going,
little towel head?
[man grunting]
-[Max] Let's go, guys, get him!
-[woman] Stop running, motherfucker!
Keys.
You're in charge, sweetie. Okay?
You got it, Mama.
-[man] Don't run!
-[woman] You're dead!
[Max] Stop running. You'll make it worse!
[exhales]
[man] Hey, you piece of shit!
[panting] Where the hell is he?
Don't worry. We'll catch him, no prob.
[Marjane] One, two, and three!
Up! Let's go!
Come on!
[siren wailing]
We've got a mounted police officer
with third-degree burns.
Patient is in critical condition.
Toni, get the IV going.
Relax, buddy. Just relax. Take it easy.
All right, great. Almost there.
Let's get him on something for the pain.
[sighs]
Here we go! [takes a deep breath]
[exhales]
[hushed] Shit!
[lively commotion]
Fucking shit.
Open it, please.
-I didn't catch that.
-Open the fucking door.
-I don't understand.
-Give me the keys!
-Open the fucking door, now!
-Just watch it.
Bitch, give me the fucking keys,
you understand?
-Hand over the fucking keys!
-You Arab piece of shit!
Making me run, you asshole piece of shit?!
What the hell are you thinking?!
Look, man, I don't give a fuck!
Calm down, man!
[Dani] …suffered burns
after multiple Molotov cocktails
were thrown on the streets.
Including an officer
of the national police.
Inside the stadium,
everything appears to be normal for now.
Isn't that right, Laura?
[siren wailing]
INTENSIVE CARE AMBULANCE
Guys!
[takes deep breath]
-Let's go, guys.
-Come on!
-Come on.
-[Salvador] Let's go!
Thank you.
Careful, watch out. Watch out, look out.
-All right.
-[Marjane] Go, go, go. Let's go, guys.
Come on, right here. All clear! Inside.
-Clear the way.
-Thanks!
-[Toni] Clear the path.
-[woman] Move aside.
Move aside. This way. This way.
This way! Don't worry, you're okay.
-Hey! Easy. Cool it, please.
-Shut your fucking mouth.
-Let's just… talk this out.
-You wanna fucking argue?
-I'm a fan. I'm into football.
-I don't know what you're trying to say.
I don't understand you, Arab!
White Souls, motherfucker!
You're not running now, shithead!
We're the White Souls, you shithead!
-Fuck you, motherfucker!
-Make me fucking chase you?
Kick that bitch in the fucking head!
Stomp his ass!
Who do you think you are?
Come here, fucker.
Now you'll never forget Spain!
-[Max] Hit him, hit him.
-[man] Fucking Arab piece of shit!
[blows land]
[Laura] Yes, yes,
people are filling the stadium.
We noticed
a large police presence in the stands.
-Of the many fans we've seen…
-Come on, Madrid!
[TV report continues in background]
If you want to join,
lock it from the inside.
Welcome to Spain, motherfucker!
-[woman grunting]
-Wanna take a swing at him? Right here.
-Get him, Milena!
-You're disgusting!
[man] Give it to him, Milena!
Fucking Arab piece of shit!
-[Max] Get him, Milena. Kick his ass!
-You like that, asshole?!
[woman] Kick his ass, Milena!
[siren wailing]
-[woman] Hello.
-Hello.
He's right outside the bar.
He looks awful.
What happened?
I have no idea. I mean,
I came out for a smoke. I run the bar.
Anyway, he's running up
from Castellana Street, and…
[labored breathing]
And he fell over and was just lying there.
So, we picked him up
and put him in a chair.
He's a total mess.
He wasn't speaking Spanish,
so I don't know what he's been saying.
-But I…
-[Marjane] English?
French? Arabic?
[struggling] I can't breathe.
They hit me.
Tell the police. [panting]
They beat me.
Those guys in there.
-They hit me.
-Relax, okay?
Don't talk.
[Salvador] We'll need
to phone ahead to the ER.
Looks like his jaw's broken.
[Laura] Altercations are occurring
more frequently on the streets now.
[report continues indistinctly]
Milena, give me a Coke Zero, please.
Thanks.
-[Milena] What can I get you?
-I'll just have a beer.
[Dani on TV] They think it is likely a fan
with a radio earpiece in.
[labored breathing]
[intriguing music playing]
[Dani continues on TV indistinctly]
You need anything?
-That's my daughter.
-What?
-My daughter.
-Huh?
Uh, Christ! I told her
to stay away from these guys.
-[Marjane] Salva.
-[Salvador] Milena!
What are you doing here?
Who is that?
No clue.
Milena.
[Toni] We'll help you to your feet, okay?
[Dani] We'll wait for more info
on that to come in.
Now, let's cut back over to the match.
And everything is all set to go
as we wait for this match to kick off
between Marseille and Madrid
in the next few minutes.
-[music ends]
-[siren blaring]
All right.
Shit, I hope she didn't have
anything to do with this.
Don't jump to conclusions.
You see what those motherfuckers did
to that poor guy's face in there?
I saw it.
-Who are you calling?
-My daughter.
Salva, put that phone down.
-Let me try her cell quick.
-Don't.
I need to speak with her.
-[groans] Police. Police, help!
-Lie still, but don't move your hand.
-Relax, okay? Hey! Hey!
-[man straining, grunting]
-Just sit still, understand?
-Let go!
Salva, put the phone down
and drive for God's sake!
Relax, Marjane.
I'm gonna put it on hands-free mode!
-Police! Fuck! [cries painfully]
-You need to lie still.
-I can't help you if you keep moving!
-Salva, put the phone down!
All right, all right, all right!
You're freaking out, come on.
You want to fight me now? Is that it?
Understand? I am trying to help!
At the hospital, there's police.
[siren wailing]
EMERGENCY ROOM
-What have we got?
-Hey, Elena.
-[Marjane] Let's go.
-This is Ahmed. He's 28.
We think he was beaten up.
His jaw looks broken,
and he doesn't speak English.
These can't be put back in,
but they'll be able to work
for evidence in court.
His bleeding's under control.
And his left arm might be fractured.
His blood pressure's 80 over 50.
[Elena] All right.
Thanks, we'll take it from here.
-Nothing. She's not answering.
-Salvador, we need to tell the police.
Let's just follow protocol.
This guy had his ass beaten, right?
-Fine, I'm going alone.
-Salva.
Salva, Salva, Salva. Wait just one sec.
We'll go back.
But as soon as a call comes in,
we're going. Do you understand?
Fine.
[stadium buzz in background]
[handbrake clicks on]
[Dani on TV] Sounds like things are
continuing to heat up outside the stadium.
And now Oh yes, folks,
the players are coming out…
-[Salvador] Milena.
-No way. Holy shit.
-[man] Excuse me.
-[Salvador] Milena!
-Milena, Milena. Listen, please.
-Get out of here! I don't want to see you.
-Get out of here.
-Please, just one minute.
Honey, why are you here?
-I told you, these are dangerous people.
-[laughs]
-Really?
-Yes.
Oh, that's really scary.
But it's true. That's why you should go.
Unless you were hoping
to have your head smashed in,
then get lost.
[sighs] Milena, listen to me.
They are all racists, honey.
-[chuckles]
-Seen it with my own eyes. It's the truth.
That's not how I raised you.
Is that so?
You… You, piece of shit,
weren't around to raise me. All right?
What the fuck is it with you?
You think you're better than us?
Oh, you think you're better than us.
Is that it? [laughs]
Milena, please. Will you listen?
You didn't care about anything,
not Mom or me.
You preferred alcohol over us.
And now you come down here,
playing good Samaritan,
picking up Arabs and whores
because you feel guilty,
because… when you should've been there
to take care of me, you weren't!
You were fixing all their injuries
and wrapping them in your little blankets.
And what about your daughter, asshole?
You threw all of two euros
at your daughter.
Two fucking euros, and a damn key
to be sure I could walk home all alone.
That way, you could drink and play slots.
Leaving me to fend for myself.
Alone! I was only twelve!
Which is why I was raped that night
by one of those black dudes
that you enjoy taking care of so much
better than your daughter!
Salva the savior.
Yeah, fucking right.
When she died…
I wish it had been you… instead of Mom.
Now, get the fuck out of here.
Leave.
[somber instrumental music playing]
You all right?
[woman on radio] Alpha 25.
We have a code 3-1 in Imperiales.
Copy, we're on our way.
All right, it's time.
We should get moving.
Nacho, let's go.
You all right?
Go with your boyfriend.
We should clean the mess.
I'll do it. Go on.
Come on, guys.
Tibu, here. Take this.
Israel, grab this one.
Ready? Come on.
[fans cheering]
Yeah, all right! Let's go!
[overlapping chanting] Marseille,
you're fucking Arab shits!
-[cheering]
-Yeah, let's get out there. Come on!
We'll fucking flush the fuckers! Let's go!
[overlapping motivational cheering]
[sirens blaring]
[all chanting] Marseille,
you're just fucking Arab shits!
Marseille, you're just fucking Arab shits!
[Max] Let's go! Let's go!
[chanting] Marseille,
you're just fucking Arab shits!
Don't waste the battery.
I want you to record what I'm doing later.
[Milena] Give it to me!
[all shouting] White Souls! White Souls!
White Souls! White Souls! White Souls!
White Souls! White Souls!
White Souls! White Souls!
[Max] Come on!
[no audible dialogue]
This is the end of the world, you know.
And I will judge you!
-Say something?
-I shall sit at the right hand of God…
Ah, how about you shut the fuck up!
You like that? Shut your mouth!
[Max] Come on!
[Nacho] I'll kill you, psycho!
-[man] Come on! Let's go!
-[Milena] Come on. Come on!
-White Souls!
-[Max] Fucking assholes!
[Nacho] Bastards!
[overlapping shouting]
[Marseille fans chanting in French]
[Max] Let's go, guys. Come on!
Hooligan. Madrid fan, hooligan!
[all chanting] Hooligan.
Madrid fan, hooligan!
[Marseille fans chanting in French]
[all shouting] White Souls! White Souls!
White Souls! White Souls!
[dramatic drumming]
[Marseille fans chanting in French]
-[overlapping shouting continues]
-[dramatic drumming quickens]
[Max] Come on. Let's go!
Come on! Let's go!
[all clamoring]
[Nacho] Arab piece of trash!
[tense music playing]
[Nacho] Motherfucker!
-[woman] Piece of shit.
-[Milena] Son of a bitch!
[grunts]
-Come on!
-[woman] Let's go. Hit him harder!
Milena! Record this!
[Milena] Hit him. Go on, hit him!
-[recording beeps]
-[Milena] Get his ass!
Didn't I tell you? What'd I say, babe?
I told you I would win, didn't I?
[woman on radio] Alpha 23,
we have multiple casualties
in a fight between fans
on the Arganzuela Bridge by Madrid Río.
[Salvador] This is Alpha 23.
We're almost there.
-[ominous music playing]
-[fans clamoring]
[sirens blaring]
[woman] Let me go, asshole!
Julia! Julia!
Guys, guys! Come on. Shit, let's go!
[Israel] Let's go!
[officer] Let's do this!
Nice and steady. Here we go!
[tense rhythmic music playing]
[officer] Top! Now!
Fire!
[guns cock]
[insulting shouts]
[officer 1] Keep moving, keep moving!
Hold the line!
[officer 2] Let's close up that gap!
[jeering angrily]
[officer 1] Hang in there!
Top! Now!
Fire! Fire!
[man] Come on. Let's go!
[both straining]
-Get off me, asshole!
-What are you doing, you dirty pig?!
Fuck off! [grunts]
[Max] Son of a bitch!
[both straining]
[Nacho] You're fucked, you asshole!
-You're fucked. Hit him!
-[Milena] Hit him! Hit him!
-[Max] Motherfucker!
-[man panting]
[Nacho] Come here, you little bitch!
Go on, hit him! Yeah, yeah! Fuck him up!
-[Julia] Smash his head in!
-[Max] You like that, bitch?
[all breathing heavily]
Tell me you got that.
-Hey! You record it? All of it?
-I got it.
-I got it all! [chuckles]
-That's my girl. Come on. Come on!
[sirens blaring]
ADVANCED LIFE SUPPOR
[Salvador] Hey, buddy. Hey!
-Hey, pal. Are you okay?
-Let's go.
-He's been beaten to hell.
-I want to check your eyes, all right?
Hang in there, bud.
-He's stable, yeah?
-Yeah. Here. I'll do it.
[Tibu] Hey!
Hey, you!
My friend needs you guys.
Your friend can wait.
Because of this Black piece of shit,
he has to wait?
-If your friend's walking, he can wait.
-Hey, shut up, you Arab bitch!
-[Salvador] What's up?
-What?
You wanna hit me? Who's supposed to help
your friend if I'm hurt, dick? You?
Shit, dude. Let's go.
Shit. That took guts.
-[Marjane] His pulse is stable.
-Yeah?
-[poignant music playing]
-[Toni] All right.
-[Nacho] Fucking Arab shits!
-[Max] Let's go! Let's go! Come on!
Let's go!
[commotion swells]
[fan clamoring]
[shouting halts]
[echoing] Milena!
[echoing] Milena!
[flare fizzing, popping]
[clamoring]
Milena!
[muffled shouting]
[echoing] Milena!
Don't fucking do this, Milena.
Say something. Please, girl!
Milena, please. Milena, talk to me.
[breathing heavily]
Hey. Hey. Milena!
Milena. Hey! Help!
-I need help here!
-Milena!
I need help! Milena! Help!
[Salvador] I'm here, I'm here.
-[breathing heavily]
-Hey, Milena! Milena!
[Salvador] Come on.
Milena, don't fucking do this to me!
Milena, hey!
Hey, Milena! Shit. Come on!
-[Salvador] Come on!
-Come on.
Come on, Milena! [panting] Come on!
Come on, Milena! Come on!
Come on. Honey! Come on, please!
[choking]
[coughing]
[melancholy music playing]
-[Milena coughing]
-[Salvador] Come on. [panting]
-That's it. It's over.
-[Marjane] Salva! Salva!
-Let us handle it, please!
-No, no.
Salva, leave it to us. Please.
-No way, I'm not leaving!
-Trust us. I've got her for God's sake.
That's it, sweetie. You're okay.
Neck brace, Toni. Let's go, hurry up! Go!
Just relax.
[Toni] Come on, come on! That's it.
IV, now. IV.
And?
Salva, she's stable.
She's breathing well.
That's great. That's it. All good, honey.
It's all over. Okay, it's okay.
Salva, there's a step here.
Yeah. Come on, guys.
[Toni] And up.
[Marjane] Let's go, let's go.
Please just die.
[engine starts]
[siren wailing]
[no audible dialogue]
[tense music playing]
-[Marjane] Careful. Careful.
-Watch out.
What's wrong, Salva? What happened?
She was thrown in the river.
I don't know, I saw her face down.
Hypothermia, maybe something else.
Come on!
-What?
-We'll take it from here.
-Elena, I won't abandon my daughter.
-She'll be in very good hands.
I promise you, I'm gonna take care of her.
Salvador, listen, we have to get back.
They keep calling us.
There are tons of injured people.
[sighs]
[softly] Salva. Salva.
Everything's gonna work out. All right?
-[sighs]
-[doors open]
Just trust them. Okay?
She's in good hands.
One more ride.
Just one, then we're right back here.
[man] Salva.
-Salvador.
-Mateo?
How is Milena?
How did you know?
Because, um, well,
I listen in to what's going on.
I have them monitored all the time too.
We got hit bad,
but you should see the other side.
I just came here
to check on the injured people.
And who are the others?
How did my daughter get involved?
They hang out together.
They're all buddies of hers.
They're friends of Milena.
Can I have that back?
No, they almost killed Milena.
I want to see if it's on the video.
No. That's mine, man.
[tense music playing]
Don't touch my things.
[siren blaring]
Salva, who was that?
[Salvador] He was my neighbor.
A friend of Milena's
since they were little.
And he's definitely not right in the head.
And he recorded the whole fight
on his tablet tonight.
Well, you really should call the police.
Yeah.
[breathing nervously]
Oh, come on. For fuck's sake.
-So what happened?
-I can't right now, I'm late.
THE GARDEN CHILDREN'S HOME
Why didn't you tell me
you were gonna attack the French tonight?
Because I had no idea.
Are you aware
that an officer's dying in the hospital?
You know what that means, Julia?
[sighs] You are an hour late.
The kids already had dinner.
Yeah, Carmen. I'm sorry, really.
I had some issues at work.
I'll just say hi,
and then I promise I'm gone.
I'll be there with her.
I've told you over and over again,
all that matters to us is the girl.
The investigation is
your territory, Detective.
Okay. Thanks, Carmen.
-You know the way.
-Thanks, Carmen.
Who threw the Molotov at the officer?
I need a name, Julia.
Julia. One name
and I'll leave you with her.
[huffs] I threw it.
No. No, you didn't.
No? Fine, arrest me,
and lose your White Souls snitch for good.
How does that option sound? Better?
Julia.
If that cop dies,
you won't ever see your kid again.
[somber music playing]
Right.
What's going on, sweetheart?
-Hello. How are you?
-Fine.
[Julia] Oh, yeah?
How was your dinner, honey?
-[girl] Good.
-[Julia] Good?
What's this you're drawing here?
Let's see.
[gasps] Oh my goodness!
Yep, that's a street. Yes, ma'am.
Oh wow. This is gorgeous, sweetie.
Here, look at this.
Oh wow, look. It's a family.
-[woman] The report.
-Thanks a lot.
[music fades]
Hi, gorgeous.
I'm sorry I haven't been around much.
It's crazy in here tonight.
I wanna get out of here.
Yeah, but you need to stay
for observation.
-No, I wanna leave.
-Hey, hey, hey.
-I wanna go.
-Who's gonna help you like we can, honey?
-[ominous music playing]
-[TV playing in background]
We're looking for a friend.
Where's Milena?
-We're here to visit a friend.
-I can't help you.
Milena! Milena, I said. Where is she?
Where the fuck is she?
-I don't--
-Is she in there?
-[man 1] Yes, but you can't go in.
-Come on.
[man 2] Milena! Milena!
Where's Milena?!
Come on. Where the fuck is Milena?
Uh, where? Where is Milena?
Fucking bitch!
Tell me where the fuck she is. Now!
Where the fuck is Milena?
[grunts] Tell me where
the fuck she is now, you bitch!
[Elena] Hold on. How did you get in--
-[cries in pain]
-[man 2] Out of my way! Where is Milena?
-[alarm ringing]
-[Milena] Ah! Ah!
-Security!
-[Milena] You fucking pigs!
-[Elena] Security!
-[man 2 grunting]
[Milena cries in pain]
-[man grunts]
-[repeated wet slashing]
What you doing? Come on, let's go!
[slashes echoing]
[alarm blaring]
Stay right there!
[thugs grunting]
-[man 3] We need backup.
-[man 4] We have to move.
-[man 3] We need backup.
-Oh, Milena! Milena!
Compresses! We need compresses now!
Hurry up, now. Compresses!
Milena! Milena! Hurry up!
More, more! We need more compresses!
More compresses!
Milena! Milena!
[siren blaring]
[panicked commotion]
[defibrillator buzzing]
-[Elena] Monitor!
-[man] Monitor.
-300, 200, go!
-[man 1] On it.
[man 2] Clear. Compressions, go.
Salva!
[somber music playing]
-[Elena] Come on, come on, come on!
-Keep it up, guys!
-Still fibrillating, doctor!
-[man 2] Compressions, let's go!
-Stay strong. Please, come on!
-[man 2] Let's go!
[flatlining beep]
[Adolfo] Salva.
Salva, no, no. Stay out of there, please.
Just stay here with me.
-Let go of me!
-Salva!
[crying]
Move, move, move! Everyone out!
[panting]
[beeping]
[sobbing]
Please don't, sweetheart.
Please, honey, don't.
[sobs] Please, sweetheart.
[Salvador panting]
[crying painfully]
No. Oh, no. No, no!
[crying continues]
[Marjane sobbing]
[Salvador choking, straining]
[panting] Please.
No.
[under breath] Milena.
[sirens blaring]
[ominous music playing]
[echoing] The end is nigh.
This is the end of the world.
Your sins are forgiven.
[Dani] And some space opens up.
What amazing ball handling.
Great ball work. Fantastic ball work.
He could finish
with a cross here, and goal!
-Goal, goal, goal. Goal!
-[supportive chanting]
[intriguing music playing]
[music fades out]