La vida conyugal (1993) - full transcript

Jacqueline (Bonilla) and Nicolas (Echanove) are so in love that they decide to get married "until death takes them apart". When love dies and infidelity takes its place, Jacqueline decides there's no time to fulfill the promise of their votes. She begins to plot her husband's murder, but destiny is committed to surprise her in many ways.

Conjugal Life

"Dear Nicol?s,

I have loved you
like no other.

I have always been yours
in body and soul.

In exchange I have only received
disrespect and low blows.

I don't regret that
which I'm about to do

since God is my witness
that I'm not evil.

I just hope
it won't hurt you too much."

I'll be yours forever,

until we die of old age.

Do you like me?



- Do you really like me?
- A lot, a lot.

Do you like it?

- It's wonderful.
- You don't like it.

You're not mad?

Don't worry.

I'm going to work a lot,

so you'll have
a cook...

and many maids.

And a house
with large windows

and a garden full of trees
for our 10 children to run in.

I don't like children.

I want you all to myself.

"It rained cats and dogs
that night.

The blackness filtered
in through the window.



Nevertheless, inside,
the light glowed,

lighting his profile.

She contemplated him
with fascination.

She realized that
from that moment on

she would never be lonely again.

Gone was her life
of loneliness

and a past
full of tribulations."

Sir, look...

your poison is no good.

Actually they get hungrier.

Alicia, please take care
of the lady.

I'll be right there, ma'am.

The thing is you have
to feed them plenty of it. Watch.

Lime rat...

I'll give you
this bag for free,

and if it doesn't work,
come back

and I will kill
your little rat myself.

Thank you.

Careful, careful,

we have many things to do.

Now?

For love, there is no time.

You're in charge, cousin.

There are no rooms available,
unless you'd like to wait.

Will it take long?

It depends. Sometimes it does
and sometimes it doesn't.

You know, as soon as some leave,
others come in.

Yeah...

♪ Poor me, my love ♪

♪ Poor me,
don't suffer anymore... ♪

This business is better
than restaurants.

Yes, apparently so.

In the name of the Father...
the Holy Spirit...

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

This is the moment.

That dress looks
really nice on you.

- Thank you.
- Really nice.

This is a good beginning.

Imagine,

we begin with all
the hotels in Tlalpa.

And then we get serious.

The largest tourism resort
in the country.

And me?

You?

I will build you
a little studio

so you can write
those things you enjoy.

Nicol?s.

Do you love me?

What do you want?

Do you find me attractive?

Or how do you like
your women?

Who did you just think of?

Nobody.
Nobody, honey.

“As time passed...

she realized she was
like a caged bird."

Would you quit
with this nonsense?

It's my novel.

Jackie, Jackie...

there are more important
things in life.

Lobo Tourism

Shall we go?

My regards to your wife.

Hello, I'm Jacqueline Castro.

Hi.

Guess what, Jackie?

Sing, you imbecile.
Sing.

♪ In a golden cage
hanging from a balcony ♪

♪ A lark sang her sorrow. ♪

"She, an exquisite flower,
suddenly found herself

tarnished by the boot
of a brutal,

incontinent and tyrant being.

Her injured spirit found solace
in the warmth of a note,

in the caress of a verse
and in the sparkle of wisdom,

magnificent balms that cleared
the shadow of pain

that had befallen her."

Jackie, do you feel well?

Would you like
to lie down for a while?

Do you mind if I share
a little secret with the engineer?

Just a second.

Sir, as a special favor for me,
don't leave her alone.

Look at her state.

Perhaps it would be best
to take her home.

It would be a pleasure.

You're a sweetheart.

Here is the gentleman, Jackie.

I hope you'll feel better.

If you'd like, I can
escort you to your home.

- I love these parties.
- Yes.

If it were up to me
I'd stay here forever.

Here, thank you.

...when Nicol?s was my boyfriend.

I still remember he used to ask for
my permission to make love to me.

...and he thanked me.

He's probably with one
of his little whores right now.

Hey, what are you doing?

Get off.

Just a second, honey.
I'm coming.

Nicol?s...

Easy.

Everything's your fault.

What's wrong, honey?
You look nervous.

Idiot.

Calm down, honey.

What time did you get home
last night?

Work ran late and
I didn't want to wake you.

You don't care about me.

You're never here
when I need you.

You're selfish. You know
I'll be waiting here for you.

- You don't even know where...
- Goodbye.

Sir, please.

Shit.
Sir, you're my idol.

Congratulations, sir.
Great shot.

Here is the project.

Alicia...

It's a pleasure.

As you can see,
in addition to the hotel,

there will be
a big convention center,

a golf course,

but above all else,
tennis courts.

Many tennis courts.

Mr. De Grazia, my assistant.

- It's a pleasure.
- It's a pleasure.

It's a pleasure.

What do you think?

What about the land?

I like it, I like it,
I like it.

What a view.

Aren't these
peasant-owned public lands?

We'll build the bungalows here,
and the swimming pool here.

- And the cultural center?
- What?

We should bring culture
to these small towns.

Magdalena, shut up about
the things you don't know.

Madam, your brother is waiting
for you in the living room.

- Who?
- Your brother Adrian.

How many times have I told you not
to allow any of my family in here?

More so if I'm not at home.

If it's money you're after,
I don't have any.

Really?

I bet you can't guess
who he is.

You give up?

He's our cousin... Gaspar.

Hello, cousin.

Please stay for dinner.
Nicol?s will be arriving soon.

Do you plan on staying
for along time?

I don't know.

He's about to get a job in order
to continue with his studies.

- Tell them about Veracruz.
- Yes, please...

Let him tell us about it.

I've been studying there...
I mean, working--

So I thought he could be useful
to my brother-in-law.

Who better than family
to turn to in such cases?

- Of course.
- Isn't that right, Magdalena?

It's Jacqueline.

Even if you have trouble
pronouncing it.

Is it Magdalena or Jacqueline?

Jacqueline.

- How nice.
- Yes, yes.

Would you like
some more meat?

Thank you.

- Good dinner, huh?
- Yes, really good.

Delicious.

Have you been to Cuernavaca?

Cheers.

He's an incredible man,
Márgara.

His voice...
he's tall, thin,

has honey-colored eyes
and sultry eyelashes that oh...

...he's so sweet
and caring and attentive...

Does he like art?

I'm sure...

Magda?

Magda?

Little sister...

I've told you not to call me
Magda or little sister

in front of people.

Go to your table.

The loan's been taken care of.

And the land?

They are no longer
public domain.

Cheers.

- Pleasure.
- Come with me.

This is only the beginning.

Imagine,

the entire country covered
with bungalows

and swimming pools,

- lots of swimming pools.
- How nice.

Oh, my wife Magdalena,
Mr. Robles and Mr. De Grazia.

- It's an honor.
- My pleasure.

- At your service.
- Come, let's start here.

- Come on, let's go dance.
- No, thank you.

They are a bunch of scoundrels.

Worthless good-for-nothings.
Skirt-chasing imbeciles.

On the other hand
you're an inexperienced kid,

but very sensitive, my love.

Márgara, come.

Look, I want
to introduce you.

Márgara is more than a sister.

We used to take
the same streetcar home.

She's the best thing that happened
to me in my student years.

And you,
do you paint or sculpt?

No, I work.

Excuse us.
Jackie...

Don't you find him
a bit rustic?

The thing is
he works with Nicol?s.

I hope you can keep him
away from bad influences.

Enjoy yourselves...
and work hard.

Martincito...

♪ That in the matters of love ♪

♪ In the matters of love ♪

♪ In the matters of love ♪

♪ You can't avoid feelings... ♪

Well, thank you.

Goodbye.

They're my children.

Gasparcito and Clarita.

And this one?

She was my wife.

Did she die?

No, I wish.

Don't get sad.

It's tough when one removes
the blindfold for the first time.

Forget about it.

Come,

there are still...

more women...

in the world.

If it were up to me,

I'd never see my wife again.

Don't worry, Gaspar.
I'm all yours from now on.

What about your husband?

Can you imagine everything
we could do if we were together?

Yes, but I have no money.

A waiter makes more than me
and I have an education.

Would you kill your wife?

Don't give me that look.

I couldn't do it either.

There are things
a spouse can do

and others that one can't.

Don't get up.

I'll be right back.

Don't take long.

A detective could follow
my wife

to find out if she's sleeping
with someone else.

It wouldn't surprise me,
I know her type.

I could accuse her of adultery and
she'd have to grant me a divorce.

But with the money I earn...

Come, Goleta.

What do you think?

Smells like the countryside.

Wait for me like that
until I return.

"Since then she decided
to turn into a lioness.

Into an avenging angel
to defend her womanly dignity

above everything else."

Tomorrow?

My husband passes by here
every day at 6:00 sharp.

Aim at him as soon as you
spot his car,

and when he's here
right in front of you...

you shoot him.

At least three times
to make sure.

What if someone sees me?

Nobody but my husband
comes by here.

I will grant the maid the day off
to avoid having any witnesses.

He leaves early, so come by
in the morning for the pistol.

- At what time?
- Around 9:00.

Around 9:00?
I don't even have a watch.

How will I know
what time it is?

I have a surprise for you.

I was going to
give it to you later but...

How beautiful.

You like it?

Yes. You shouldn't
have bothered.

They've already discovered
that my wife isn't seeing anyone.

But in order to accuse her
of adultery I need to stage it,

with a professional.
But I need money for that.

All we'll have to pay
to be together like this...

it's nothing.

"At the sound
of her own words,

she was overtaken
by a delicious tremor.

That night, she would become for
once what she hated most in life.

After all, isn't it noble
to grant a dying man

his last wish?"

Jackie?

They're ringing the bell.

They're ringing the bell.

God damn it, it's late.

What do you want?

What do you mean?
You said today, right?

- Your husband.
- Jacqueline, who is it?

- I'll get the gun.
- I have no more money.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

What a night.

Is that right?

Yes, your cousin
is better than ever.

Check it out.

She didn't escape
unscathed either.

- No?
- No, no.

- Do you want to sit down?
- Sure.

- Some juice?
- Yes, thank you.

What's wrong, honey?

Jackie, honey,
what's going on?

That's not true, honey.

Oh, honey, honey.
Don't be silly.

It's just a picture.

R's 'gust a pint--

Honey.

You look beautiful.

Here.

Chocolates.

Jacqueline, you're misbehaving.

You have to urinate, child.

Urinate, my love.

There we go.

Why is it so expensive?

That's what the engineer
asked for.

One thing is what he asks for and
another is what we'll give him.

- And if it falls down?
- What do you mean?

Then it's the engineer's fault.

Cut it by half.
Work it over with De Grazia.

We have to save money.

"In spite of the humiliations
she suffered,

she realized her soul
bore no place for cruelty."

Madam, your sister
is waiting for you.

Tell her I'm not here.

What do you want?
I have a pressure problem.

The doctor says that I could die
if I become disturbed.

You'd better leave.

Do you still have fungus
in your feet?

You're so lucky to have
such a good husband.

Imagine, after everything
that happened,

he still was kind enough to take
our cousin to work with him.

Put your shoes on.

I always tell Gaspar,
"Boy, wipe those memories away.

Pretend that you just met
her husband."

Magdalena is not bad.

You'll see, soon you'll forget
the bad times she put you through.

I'm talking about the efforts
you made to ambush him.

It's good you came, sister.

I have some used dresses
for you.

They're not going to look
as good on you...

Even if I would like to deny it,
you're still family.

Shut up.

You're surprised
by my visit, aren't you?

My sister was just
at my house.

Do you know
what that snake told me?

She gave me a detailed account
of your last infidelities.

- Jackie.
- Don't touch me.

I've always respected you.
Correct me if I lie.

And you take advantage
of the fact that I'm sick.

Don't raise your voice.

The worst of it all is that
I've been slandered by that leech.

Your accomplice.

Do you know what
he told my retarded sister?

That I was harassing him.
Go figure...

The truth is that my life
is as transparent as water.

And that's exactly
what you can't stand.

You see?

You'd like it if I were
a lecherous whore like you

but you'll never see that.

That's why I came to tell you
I'm leaving your house.

I would have left
without saying goodbye,

but I wanted to see you
face to face.

Because I have nothing
to be ashamed of.

I'll leave before
I get a heart attack.

Jackie.

I'll give you a divorce in advance,
if you'd like one.

I love you, dummy.

How can you doubt that?

You are the only woman
that counts in my life.

Love, don't leave me
standing here.

If you really want
me to return,

you'll have to get rid
of your accomplice.

You're a bit nervous.

I think we should take a vacation.
Just the two of us.

Oh, my love.

"They didn't travel together.

They traveled one towards the other,
to finally find each other,

free of hatred and resentment.

Happiness doesn't appear
effortlessly, it is conquered.

Or is it possible for a fire to
burn forever without feeding it?"

Hello?

Jackie.

Guess what?

Calm down.

Where are they?

- I want to see them.
- Calm down, Jackie,

it's not a big deal.

Don't you understand?

That's what men are like.

Good morning, madam.

Cheers, my congressman.

That is if the party
doesn't decide otherwise.

Don't worry,
the party is with you.

You know,

if there's someone capable
of running my campaign...

it's you.

Come, I'll introduce you
to someone

who can donate funds
to your campaign.

Mrs. Lobato.

Sir.

Let me to introduce you
to our future delegate,

Mr. David Carranza.

Are you related
to Mr. Belusiano?

I'm your admirer, madam.

Thank you.

Would you like to join me?

I'm waiting for someone
but I've arrived early.

What an interesting profile
you have.

Thank you.

A prominent nose,
don't you think?

Have you ever been
asked to pose?

What is your
professional occupation?

Well...
I belong to the party--

I consider the state

to be a millennial illness

that has deprived man
the management of his own affairs.

No, the institutions--

In the absence of gods we find
the need to invent abstractions.

Eat.
Eat, sir.

- What did you think of my friends?
- She's frigid,

and your little Italian friend
is probably a homo.

This hotel used to belong
to my husband.

It's no longer his?

He sold it and took almost
the entire staff to Las Palmas,

in Cuernavaca.

Good evening, madam.

Actually, your favorite room
is available.

I love the second floor.

Sir.

Have a good night.

"He is so beautiful,

that I feel fulfilled
for the first time in my life.

I fear his full lips,

his thighs, his groin..."

"His groin."

Can you give me
my novel, please?

- Your what?
- You don't get it.

What can you expect
from a hardware salesman?

Hardware salesman.
But you live pretty well.

I'm not an object you can use
whenever you please.

You're a great man.

From here to the senate,

and then governor,

and then, imagine,

you, the first lady.

If you could only
see yourself the way I do.

I want to accompany you
to the vast stages

that destiny
has reserved for you.

Sir, we would like to inform you
that the party has decided

to lend its support
to Mr. De Grazia's campaign.

We count on your support.

Congratulations, brother.

You know, I count
on your collaboration,

as my personal secretary.

You can count on me.

JOYOUS WELCOME

Don't get like that.

De Grazia is a kiss-ass.

That's why they chose him
over me.

You have a lot of talent.
What you need is money.

Yeah?

Where am I going
to get it from?

Nicol?s has more than enough.

Do you know how to shoot?

We're just going to commit
an act of justice.

An expropriation.

Only communists do those things.

I can't kill your husband.

David, we have to do it.

Trust me.

But De Grazia can.

Your Honorable Congress...

Gentleman,

allow me a few words.

I need to take a leak.

They're drunk.

Do you remember Luis?

- Which Luis?
- Remember Rafael...?

Remember Luis?

You jump the fence
and here's the door.

I'll give you the key.

You climb the stairs
and down to the left...

the bedroom.

Are there any dogs?

David, it has
to happen tomorrow,

before Nicol?s
leaves on his trip.

What's your bedroom like?

You'll see soon enough.

Help.

I never imagined you
to be so fearless, my love.

Except that you made a mistake.

It was me
you gave the blow to,

and you let
the other guy split.

Together forever.

Until we die of old age.

I'm sorry.

Tourism Director Resigns

Manuel de Grazia was detained,
accused of attempted homicide.

What do we do now?

No, my friend, what I like
is scuba diving.

The future of the country
is in the coasts.

Watch.

We have beaches that look
like fifteen year-olds,

completely virgin.

From here to here,

you'll have
all the support you want.

Miss, the next person please.

Have a good day.

I'm not going to give up just
because of some guy who imagines

he's deflowering a fifteen-year-old
every time he gets in the water.

That must feel great.

He'll find out
just who Nicol?s Lobato is.

I don't need
a loan from anybody.

We'll mortgage everything,
even the house.

- We'll sell later.
- Nicol?s, that is a fraud.

If we do it well they won't notice
for at least 15 years.

And then we'll
take it from there.

The properties are
under your wife's name.

She won't even notice.
Let's go.

Hurry UP-

Hurry UP-

Hurry up, Magdalena.

Do you like it?

You look good.

You look like a piñata.

It's the inauguration
of Las Palmas,

not a costume party.

I wish an earthquake
would destroy everything.

Look, change your dress.
I'll be late.

I'm not going,
I'm not feeling well.

I think my pressure
has gone up.

All right...

when it comes down
you can catch up with me.

We'll see who entertains
your friends.

Aren't you going
to wait for me?

Thank you, God.

I can now die in peace.

Don't even think about it.

You probably
have so much to give,

to teach.

You seem so intelligent.

You're so sensitive.

Thank you.

I've heard that
you're writing a novel.

They're simply notes,

a long story
of an impossible love.

It sounds very interesting.

Love is my favorite subject.

Good morning.

How did you sleep?

Good, sir.
Thank you.

That's good.

The coffee is cold.

I'll heat it up
for you, madam.

You'd make a nice couple.

Magdalena, please.

Bastard, you're fucking her.

Watch your language,
Mrs. Grumpy.

Aurelia, you don't need to reheat
the coffee for the lady.

Nicol?s?

Aurelia?

Nicol?s, are you there?

- Nicol?s, please open up.
- I'm busy, damn it.

Open up.

Later.

You're going
to break the door.

So you have something to do
when you're not so busy.

I can't.

Well?

It's unbearable.

In the evening I feel a hand
that draws me inward.

Everyday I dream
that I will die doctor.

Every day, no exceptions.

My headache begins like a little
black dot that grows and grows

until I don't even know
where I am.

Oh, doctor,

he's not the only one hurting.
I have been hurt as well.

But this is nothing compared
to the heartache I suffer.

I can't.

Don't worry.

Love is above all else.

What would I give
to see you healthy.

Imagine if both of us
could rest in a clinic...

in the Himalayan Mountains.

But mountains are good
for tuberculosis,

and I'm suffering from...

stress.

It isn't fair that my husband
is as healthy as an ox...

and we're not...

Imagine being at the height
of your life...

and yet
you cannot be happy

because you're chained to a man
who is killing your soul,

little by little.

I'd kill him.

What did you say?

It is not a crime
to kill for one's freedom,

it's to become God
just once in life.

How would you kill
my husband?

I would throw him off a cliff.

I'd start by sneaking in his car,
without him noticing.

And when he least expects it...

I would smash his head.

What would you do
with the body?

I would cut him
to little pieces

and spread him all over the ravine
for the vultures to eat him.

What are you doing here?
Let go of her.

Where did you come from?

What are you doing here
with this old fart?

Move.

Whore.

Let go of her.

Let's go.

And you, let's see
where you'll sleep. Let's go.

Girl, bring over a towel.

Should we kill him?

Hello?

Transfer the call.

Hello?

Hi, Nicol?s?

I bet you can't guess
where I'm calling from.

What, they haven't
paid you a visit yet?

What?

De Grazia is already out.

He talked.

Let's see if you guys
take the leap.

Son of a bitch,
he left me on my own.

"After having postponed
her vocation for justice

for such along time,

the moment finally arrived
for her to stop the monster

before he ended up
suffocating her."

What are you doing here?

Forgive me.

They gave you the boot
so soon?

Nothing happened, I swear.

I thought you didn't
care about me anymore.

You're also a liar
besides being a whore?

No, don't touch me.

No, don't touch me,
I don't want to be rude.

Let go of me.

Jackie, let go of me.

Let go of me, please.

- Freeze.
- Who are you?

- Where is he?
- What do you want?

Stay still.
Where is he?

Guess.

Come on.

Where is he?

- In Cuernavaca.
- No, he never got there.

- Where did he hide?
- I don't know.

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

I swear that I don't know.

Are you sure?

Well, we're not leaving
until your husband shows up.

I didn't hurt him, sir.

I swear.

Who said you hurt him?

How could I hurt him
if I love him?

God damn it,
where did you put him?

I don't know where he is, sir.
I swear.

Your wife
was worried about you.

That is not Nicol?s Lobato.

It wasn't me.

No, don't even
think about it.

- I've never cheated on my husband.
- Not even a little?

I'm a loyal woman by nature.

Sir, they've already
found the car.

- And?
- He won't be coming anymore.

Please tell me
what happened to my husband.

Take her,
and the other guy as well.

Whore, degenerate whore.

Only my mother
was a saint.

But compared
to the Virgin Mary...

Whore.

Whore.

Whore.

Unit 04 communicating
with Unit 05.

We're before a '42
with the news

that no body has been
found inside. Radio out.

Come on.

Walk.

Come on.

Now, repeat what you said
on the way here.

- She killed her husband.
- Me?

- You crazy degenerate murderer.
- You're the murderer.

- When did I kill him?
- Remember.

You said, "Let's kill my husband
because he has a lot of money.

Let's kill him
with his own pistol."

Lies.

If you're so brave,
tell these men that you did it.

- Go on, tell them.
- It was you.

You said we'd throw him off a cliff
and cut him into little pieces

so that the vultures
would leave no trace of him.

I said it as a joke,
but you took it seriously.

You hated him because he knew
how to make love to me.

Damn whore.

Asshole.
Son of a bitch.

That's enough. Enough.

We'd been searching for
your husband to put him in jail

because he scammed
half the population.

And look what happened.

You probably cut him up
and threw him far away.

That's it,
no more fighting.

While you work this out,

get on your knees and search
for the pieces in the ravine.

Crazy, impotent fag.

Fag.

Fag.

- Whore.
- Fag.

Degenerate.

- Whore.
- Fag, fag.

Whore.

Fag.

THE HYENA ACCUSES THE JACKAL

THE JACKAL ACCUSES THE HYENA

NO BODY TO BE FOUND

I don't know how you can show
your face after what you did.

Come on, say something.

I brought you some used dresses.
Let's see how they fit you.

One thing's for sure,
forget about your family.

"'It is difficult to love,'

she thought
when she opened her eyes

and realized she was alone
in that huge room.

She wanted to think
of something but..."

I also killed
my husband.

I turned him
into mincemeat.

I loved him so much.

He had such a pretty,
pretty face,

like an angel's.

That's why I killed him.

"After a long time,
possibly centuries,

after being in
that bottomless tomb,

she felt how the last of her bones,
perhaps her little finger,

disintegrated into
the dust of eternity."

Jacqueline.

You're leaving us.

Your husband
has turned up.

They say he is
in Veracruz.

This one's better?
How much is it?

That one's...

4,500.

Look at what
I'm going to show you.

Do it.

- This is yours.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

How can I help you?

Jackie.

Jackie.

Look what you've done to me.

What have I done
to deserve this from you?

In my heart, I always knew
you were alive.

Jackie.
It's all over, love.

Understand me.

I had to stage my death...

because they were going
to throw me in jail.

Everything would have
been fine...

if it wasn't for you.

My angel.

Are you sure you don't
want me to stay with you?

Leave soon so that
you can return early.

"She started to savor
the honey that is vengeance.

She anxiously awaited
the moment of his death.

A slow cruel death like torture
she'd fallen victim to

during so many, many years.

The poison would dry him up
little by little.

Those eyes, those eyes
that I had loved so much

would begin to lose
their twinkle

under the indescribable pain.

The executioner will finally feel
the sharp edge of the guillotine.

For once,
the roles would switch.

She would finally
have triumphed.

Did you think
that I had forgotten

that today
is our 40th anniversary?

Jackie.

It's delicious.

Aren't you eating?

I want to lose weight and look
the way I did when we first met.

You remember?

What's wrong?

I love you.

Me too.

I didn't forget
about our anniversary either.

I'll bring you the dessert.

No.

Yes, you have to try it.

Don't disappoint me,
it's your favorite dessert.

It's good.

Come on.

A little taste.
I made it especially for you.

A little more.

I think... I ate--
I ate too much.

Nicol?s?

Lord, do not separate in Heaven
those who were so united on Earth

Nicol?s Lobato died
at 70 years of age.

Three days later, his wife
Jacqueline died of sorrow.