Salvador (2026) s01e08 Episode Script

1
[tense music playing]
[horn honking]
[grunting]
[labored breathing]
[phone line ringing]
Salvador. Salvador.
I've been shot. I'm bleeding.
It's not good. I think I'm gonna die.
Where are you?
Uh… I'm near… a gas station.
It's a… gas station.
It's close to Loeches.
Come get me.
Fine, but don't move.
They're after me!
Mateo, just send me your location.
Yes, I'm sending it to you immediately.
Please.
Salva, you know we better call the police.
We should, but we're not making that call.
Then what should we do?
We treat the injured.
I'm in.
Let's move.
[siren wailing]
[music ends]
[Nacho] That little motherfucker.
But you got him, right?
I don't know. No fucking idea.
-What if we let him off the hook?
-Are you fucking crazy?
You fucking get dumber in jail?
Come on, man. Prison didn't do anything,
but that guy is completely crazy.
-Don't ruin your life over him.
-He murdered my woman!
[tense music playing]
That little shit has been laughing
behind my back all this time.
You laugh at me, you die. He's dead.
[Mateo coughing, spluttering]
[groaning in pain]
[moaning]
[panicked breathing]
SALVA NEIGHBOR
[groaning, panting]
LIVE LOCATION
[coughing]
-[siren blaring]
-[music fades]
How far away is the gas station?
[Salvador] I'm guessing
it's like three kilometers.
Did he tell you why he did it?
Why he murdered her on video?
No, but I know why.
Because he hates women.
Son of a bitch.
[Salvador] I've known him his whole life.
Before I lost it, we were neighbors.
I'd take him bike riding.
His father left early,
and he stayed with his mother.
Same as your daughter.
Same as Milena.
[tense music rises]
[music fades]
[car horn honking persistently]
[truck horn blaring]
[man] Hey, what the hell are you doing?!
You lost your minds?
I got deliveries to make!
-[Nacho] Is he there?
-No, he isn't.
-Get the fuck down.
-It's fine. I'm getting off. No problem.
I don't want any trouble, okay?
Over here.
Hey. Relax, guys.
Grab whatever the fuck you want, okay?
Where's the guy who was under your truck?
-That guy probably… definitely jumped.
-He jumped?
-Maybe he jumped? What's going on here?
-He jumped. For sure.
Where?
[siren wailing]
[Toni] Marjane.
[Marjane] Do you have his location?
-He's right over there.
-Got it.
Okay.
Let's go.
[Salvador] He's here.
Toni, we need two IV lines!
Blood pressure, now. Quickly!
Found a pulse.
[Mateo breathing weakly]
[Marjane] The line, Toni.
[Mateo] Listen, Salvador. Salvador.
Go to this website
and download the video.
The video of Milena…
exists on this page right now.
-It's my video, I--
-I saw your video.
-Wait, you saw it?
-I saw your video.
-[Mateo moaning]
-[Marjane] Keep the pressure on. Here.
We need to go now.
It hurts so much. I want to die.
[moaning]
Hey! Hey, right here.
You're not dying. Not while I'm here.
I'm gonna make you pay, kid.
I'm making sure it's done the right way.
No, I want to… die. I'm ready now.
-Let's go. Let's do this.
-Grab him.
-One… One, two…
-Up!
[Mateo, moaning] Ah!
[monitor beeping]
[Salvador] Oh God.
Pressure's 80 over 40. Heart rate's 130.
He has tachycardia, dammit.
Time for the saline solution
plus tranexamic acid. Lots of saline.
[Toni] I'm on it.
[Marjane] Come on.
Salva, keep applying pressure.
He can't lose any more blood!
Great.
-We need to turn him over.
-[Salvador] Got it.
-Let's check for an exit wound.
-Gimme a hand, Toni.
-Okay.
-[Marjane] Here we go.
One… two… and three!
[Salvador] Okay. He's moving.
[suspenseful music playing]
Wait here. I'll check it out.
[Marjane] Let me see.
-[Salvador] Anything?
-Negative, there's no exit wound at all.
All right.
Keep going with this. Let's go.
-Where you going?
-I'll drive.
-No, no, no. I need you here now.
-Him? Why?
If his condition gets worse,
I'll need another expert,
and he's a trained medic.
-So, yeah?
-For sure. Of course.
-[Marjane] You go, Toni.
-Me? Fine.
-Okay.
-On it.
Yo! Hey!
[Toni] Oh, shit!
-[engine starts up]
-Hey!
He's in that ambulance!
Oh shit! The White Souls!
-What?
-[Toni] Fucking White Souls are behind us!
What?!
There they are, those fuckers.
Go faster!
Those crazy motherfuckers!
He needs more oxygen, now!
Salva, prepare a drip of noradrenaline.
I have one ready.
He's unconscious.
His blood pressure's too low.
[horn honking]
They're right on us!
Pull over that ambulance!
Pull over the fucking ambulance!
Oh. fuck! We're fucked now!
Oh, shit! Fuck!
[horn honking]
Stop that fucking ambulance right now!
[horn honking]
Oh, shit! This is not good.
Shit!
Hemothorax. Let's drain him.
He's lost too much blood already.
-[Salvador grunts]
-[brakes screeching]
[Salvador] If we don't pull over,
we'll lose him.
[rapid beeping]
-He's asphyxiating.
-Toni, you have to pull over!
Are you fucking nuts?!
If we stop, they'll murder us!
I can't shake them off!
-He's losing a lot of blood!
-We're losing him! Pull over right now!
They have a--
Shit, they're fucking shooting us!
[Marjane] What the fuck?!
[rapid beeping]
[brakes screeching]
[Toni] They left the road!
Toni, how you doing?!
Oh, I'm just fucking fantastic!
This is totally insane!
Toni, try to find somewhere safe
you can pull over. Can you do that for us?
-Did you lose your mind?!
-I'm not going to jail again.
Not for you or for anyone!
Hey! Wait up!
No one's going to jail, okay?
Do you think I'm an idiot? Huh?
Come on. We need to get in that ambulance.
Definitely not. I'm not going!
No way. I was blamed
for that officer's murder, thanks to Max.
I don't owe you or your uncle shit.
I didn't join this group
to defend your honor.
We clear?
So fuck you!
[ominous music playing]
[Nacho spits]
[music fades]
[steady beeping]
[Salvador] There. That's it.
[sighs]
He won't make it to the hospital.
Too much blood is gone.
And we're being chased.
What do we do?
We call Adolfo.
And say what?
Tell him his favorite three words.
He'll come.
[phone line ringing]
-[Adolfo] Hello?
-Adolfo.
We need your help.
[phone ringing]
-[Max] Is he here? I need to see him.
-Uh… well, he's busy.
No, he's not.
Since when have I ever needed
a fucking appointment just to see him?
-Never, right?
-Sorry, he's busy right now.
-That's a motherfucking lie!
-[door opens]
That's okay, Sandra.
Come in.
[door closes]
I'm starting a meeting soon.
A lot going on today.
-Fine. I know you're very busy.
-So, what's up?
-Did you speak with your brother?
-Brother?
Mm. Uh, no. Why?
Because he wants to punish us, asshole!
They know Julia squealed to the police,
and they have the information they need.
Get on the phone and fix this now!
This situation is completely
out of my hands,
and out of my brother's as well.
Then whose… fucking hands is it in?
I'm sure you know who.
In God's.
Alejandro, I don't pray very often.
But you better pray that my fists
don't rearrange your face.
Right, so… I have a tip.
Return to your gang,
accept what's going on here,
and don't cry like a baby about it.
No fucking way you're doing this to us.
You and your gang have always been paid
for your work, and always on time too.
-So now, we're completely even.
-Even? You think we're even?
I have the upper hand.
I have a lot on you and your brother.
If your brother goes down,
then so do my people.
I go down, and so does everyone!
Do me a favor. Call up Dávila now!
-Go on. Pick up that goddamn phone!
-And who do you think gave that order?
No fucking way!
Here's the thing.
Anyone can do what you do.
You don't have to be an engineer,
a surgeon…
You don't need a high school diploma.
We don't need you.
No, I'm no idiot. This is bullshit.
Someone must pay for what happened.
I get it.
Not me, okay? We can turn in those boys.
Maybe those kids can be blamed, but I--
-[laughs]
-What are you laughing at?
I'm offering you a great deal!
The boys pay for everything,
and I'm saved.
Just save me, Alejandro!
Just pick up that phone right now!
Max, I feel your pain, honestly.
You're a warrior, a fighter. Still, it's--
You need to save me, you fucker!
Save me now!
It's time for you to go down.
My next meeting… is right now.
So it's time to move past it.
Okay. You need to pick up all this stuff.
Look what you've done.
I can get Sandra to put it away,
but you need to pick it up now.
Alejandro!
-Alejandro, you'll save me!
-What?
Alejandro!
-[door closes]
-Ale--
[grunting angrily]
[screaming]
-[Adolfo] Hey! Here's the blood.
-Good. Thanks.
Yeah, so…
so have you all gone totally crazy?
This is the guy that murdered Milena.
We gotta get him to the hospital alive.
[steady beeping]
Wait, this guy killed Milena?
Yeah, and he's bleeding out.
I cannot believe
you're risking your careers.
Really, you'll get in trouble
for working on this son of a bitch.
Is it worth the risk,
saving this motherfucker?
Fuck that. Come on.
Let the guy die. Let him bleed out.
Adolfo, why would you say that?
It's what we do.
No. Don't even go there.
-No, no, no. This is different.
-How's this different?
So you're gonna assist us?
Fuck. Fine.
[tense music playing]
[music ends]
-Oh, you need a medic?
-Where is he?
Where's who?
Who the hell are you?
Just a guy with brains, unlike you.
[both grunting]
[Adolfo] Son of a bitch!
[straining]
Bastard!
[breathing heavily] Animal!
Hey! Hey!
[siren blaring]
[ominous music playing]
How's everything?
All right, I'm done.
I think he'll survive
at least to the hospital.
I appreciate this.
[Mateo breathing weakly]
It looks like he's coming out
from under sedation.
You know where you are?
Salvador.
The video.
Did you download it?
Is it going viral?
It must get seen.
[Mateo groans]
Mateo, that's gonna be evidence
when you go to trial.
You'll receive your punishment.
You're not dying.
[grunts]
Milena was right.
You're a… total loser.
You're meaningless.
I am a doctor.
And I save lives.
[doorbell ringing]
-No, we can't answer it.
-There's nobody who knows you're here.
But they are all looking for me.
Keep quiet, okay?
Fine. Stay here.
[ringing persists]
[sighs]
Come in, quickly! Move it! Let's go!
Are you okay?
Oh, now I matter?
This mess is because of both of you.
I shouldn't have listened to Salvador.
-Hi. Sorry to interrupt you.
-[mother] Good afternoon. Are you…
I'm police. And a friend of Salvador.
Are you hungry?
No, thank you. I appreciate it, though.
Okay.
I've spoken with the investigating judge.
You can meet her now.
Martín, no way I'm doing anything
without my girl.
Appreciate all you've done for us.
Have a great meal.
Julia, wait. Before you go.
I made this for your daughter.
Take care, okay?
Thank you.
[mother] You're welcome.
Be safe, honey.
-I will.
-[father] Goodbye.
[poignant music playing]
THE GARDEN CHILDREN'S HOME
No. You need to stay in the car.
I'm coming. She's my daughter, Martín.
But you don't have custody yet.
We have to follow procedure.
Oh, fuck that.
-Julia.
-[Julia] Shut the fuck up.
Oh shit.
Since when did you get friendly
with the police?
That's none of your business.
Why're you here?
They say you'd get your daughter back
if you worked with them as a snitch?
Don't trust them.
The police will make up anything.
You should have just said something.
-To me or to Max.
-Yeah, right.
You can be together in jail, all of you,
and you can Sieg heil each other.
Great plan, right?
[Carla exhales]
[bell ringing]
[gate buzzes open]
We have lawyers, Julia.
The White Souls
always look after each other.
I want you to explain to me
how we do that.
Did Mateo look after Milena
by killing her?
Did you look after me
when I was almost blamed
for the police officer bombing
instead of Nacho?
Spare me any of your lies
and bullshit from now on, yeah?
Yeah, they brainwashed you.
You knew that Max turned me in
to the police for that?
You knew
and did absolutely nothing for me.
If what you did to us helps
get your girl back, I'm happy for you.
For real.
[gate buzzes, opens]
-Hey!
-Here we are!
-It's your mother with a friend. Hurry!
-Mama!
[Julia] Hello, my love!
Ah! Let's go!
-Oh, that's good. How are you?
-Let's move.
-[Ana] Great!
-Okay.
We are out of here.
You happy to see me?
I am so happy to see you, my love.
Here we go.
[engine starting up]
Julia.
Do you think it's best
Ana stays outside for this?
I'm not at all ashamed.
[siren blaring]
[door opens]
[Toni] Come on, let's go.
Okay.
[Toni] Okay. Here we go.
Come on, let's move.
[ominous music playing]
EMERGENCY ROOM
[Salvador sighs]
You did it. It's done.
We both did it today.
You're an amazing doctor, Salva.
And an amazing man.
[sobbing softly]
COURTHOUSE
[judge] So who are the White Souls?
The White Souls are…
at first, just fans.
They began as supporters of our home team.
Football was how it started,
but now it's much worse.
[clamoring]
[blows landing]
[judge] And how does the group operate?
At first, they got money
from selling illegal drugs.
They would buy it
from other traffickers or…
or just rip it off the low-level dealers.
[Max, muffled] Go, go. Get over there.
[muffled] Hands up and don't move.
Come on. Let's go.
They manage security
at restaurants and nightclubs.
First, they'd start a fight.
Violent, um, quarrels,
getting customers to leave.
Then they'd convince the owners
to regularly pay,
or they'd threaten
it would happen over and over.
[muffled] Yeah, that's right!
Motherfuckers!
If you own the bouncers and security,
then you get to manage
the drugs inside the clubs.
[judge] How is the group organized?
Probably like most other groups.
I mean, I've never run with another crew,
but I imagine they're all quite similar.
You have one person in charge,
and the rest fall in line.
[tense music playing]
And for us, the leader was Max.
He'd decide the jobs we'd take
and which guys would be working.
[group chanting] White Souls!
And then there are the soldiers.
People like me.
We do all the jobs, threats, and violence.
Extortion.
-[grunting]
-Beatings and pressuring.
[grunting]
And of course, with any pack,
some will rise to the top.
For us, it's Nacho. Nacho is Max's nephew.
He threw the Molotov on La Castellana.
And it wasn't the first time
he took a murder job.
He told me himself.
They killed a guy at a scrapyard.
A white-collar guy who had a ton of debt.
[woman on TV] Police are still searching
for business executive José Luis Velasco…
[Nacho] They'll never find that guy.
After the car is crushed,
he'll be the size of an ice cube.
What about Carla?
Well, she thinks she's very important.
And I guess we all respect her.
But I'm not sure she has any power.
Not that I've seen.
She believes she's a mother figure to us.
[Tibu, muffled] Thanks, Mama!
But she has absolutely no idea
what that is.
Every mother would do
anything for her kid.
Anything.
That includes coming here
today to talk to you.
[sobbing softly]
I have to bring up the cops and lawyers.
Max talked a lot
about two brothers who were dirty.
The Dorado brothers.
Mostly about Alejandro.
Well, that makes sense.
He was their lawyer.
[scoffs]
So because they wear suits,
they're just gonna get off scot-free?
[music fades]
We appreciate your testimony.
Thank you for your time.
[tender music playing]
[sighs]
Come here, my love.
I'm ready for us
to start our next life together.
Whatever we want, it's ours.
[Julia kisses]
[relieved sigh]
Thanks for this.
[Julia crying gently]
[dog barking]
[officer] Okay, folks. Time to clear out.
Take this to go. It's time to leave.
[siren blaring]
[officer 1] Freeze! You, freeze!
-Let's go! On the ground, now!
-[officer 2] Get down! On the ground!
-[officer 1] Quickly get on the ground!
-Okay, I got it!
-Don't even think about it.
-[officer 2] Now. Don't move!
[handcuffs clicking]
[officer] Freeze! Police!
Stop right there! Come on, you heard me!
[Carla exhales]
Cuff her.
-Mm. It's good.
-Oof. Congrats. Yes, it's very nice.
-Hey!
-Detective Martín, how are you today?
-Wonderful.
-Me too. Grab a drink.
You want to celebrate? Haven't you heard?
Right, they can't hit you up anymore.
All your friends were arrested.
You're speaking
to the new chief of security
in the embassy in Washington.
And don't worry about my friends.
Many more out there.
But I want to make a toast to you,
my friend.
You've also been transferred.
-What do you mean?
-You're back on the streets.
You've been reassigned
as a beat cop in Tetuán.
To Madrid's little Caribbean. Hmm?
[music ends]
To Martín!
[tense music playing]
I know some here will miss you.
[music softens]
It's fine.
[Dani] Madrid is buzzing tonight.
It is match day!
The cup can
and should be coming back to Spain.
For which competition, you ask?
Only the biggest ones for the giants.
A historic Champions League final.
A final where, honestly,
all we wanna do is talk football again,
and that sweet, sweet taste of victory.
A reminder that
sometimes life truly can be beautiful.
Meana, please, tell us
what's the atmosphere like
around the stadium right now?
[Meana] Well, just like
on any big afternoon,
you can tell that today's the day.
Aiming for the title, aiming for the cup,
aiming to be the champs of Europe.
The fans are already here.
The stadium is absolutely packed.
It's that unforgettable
big match atmosphere.
-[on radio] No surprises with Spain's 11.
-[phone vibrating]
Things went as expected during the week.
Number 11 is playing for the white team,
so the lineup that everyone expected
has officially been confirmed.
-Hello.
-[Julia] Salva! What's up?
Julia?
But… Why you calling me?
Something wrong?
I thought you'd be happy to hear from me.
Yeah, well, of course.
I'm thrilled, but they could find you.
Nah, don't worry. This isn't my phone.
I stole it from a tourist.
You what?
[laughs] Just kidding.
I don't do that anymore.
It's a burner phone.
Don't worry, old quack.
Yeah.
-I just thought you might like to know.
-What?
That from work, I can see the ocean.
That's great!
Yeah. Beautiful here.
And Ana just loves it.
Perfect. I'm glad.
Hey, I never got to thank you
for what you did
for me and my daughter.
-Sure, but you don't gotta do that.
-I owe you so much.
I don't know how good of a father
you were to Milena, but…
know you've been so much more
of a father to me than anyone else.
Thank you.
[sighs]
Yeah.
Okay. Uh, I gotta end the call.
I got work.
Goodbye, Julia.
Later.
[call disconnects]
[poignant music playing]
[music ends]
[intriguing music playing]
[music fades out]