Ana (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 3 - Episode #3.3 - full transcript

PRESENTS

LA

Good morning.

Welcome to
the super star chalet.

Hello!

You must be Nina.

Yes.

I believe you're Charles?

You must be married,

I mean, tired, come in, please.

PROFANE



And this is the most
special place in the house,

the hallway of dreams.

You can find memorabilia
from all Ana's productions.

MARISELA'S RETURN
2003-2005

NOTHING
2006-2013

SHAMPOO COMMERCIAL
NATURAL PENETRATION 2014

MORE OF NOTHING
2015-2020

THE ADAME

BIOFIBER COMMERCIAL

And in this room,
Ana reads her scripts.

I won't have to say more
shitty and misogynistic texts.

And here she practices her texts.

You're so hot.

Any questions?



Questions?

Yes...

Who is Ana?

Ok, scream.

Scream more!

Scream more!

More!

More!

Think about when you father
abandoned you and scream.

Yes, Ana, how can I help?

This... is this the right time?

Clean your face, take her.

Find an emotion and
come back in thirty minutes.

Yes, sir.

Hi, I've been writing
and I'd love to count on

the point of view
of a director like you.

I'm willing to learn...

-Let me ask you something.
-Yes...

Don't you think it's
a little late to experiment?

What?

You don't have a lot of time,
don't waste it.

Did he call me stupid or old?
Or both?

Ana.

Who is this?

Find the Devil.
I know what I'm telling you.

Shit, is it the acid?

Find the Devil.

Take a sit.

What a gentleman.

-Cinnamon?
-Yes!

There you go.

Thank you.

You wife?

No, she died a long time ago.

Dead!

Caput.

I'm sorry.

And you?
Do you have a husband?

No, no I don't, dead too.

Very dead.

I'm gonna shit.

Shit, she is going
to be canceled... and me too.

Blame Biofiber.

Go on.

Gross.

Now they want to cover it.
No, no, the fart was nothing.

-Awful.
-It's another thing, level.

Not that very fucking
Shakespeare.

Hi! Why the good mood?

I didn't know
you liked gossip shows.

Ana, what do you need?

I wanted to know
if you know the Devil.

Stay away from him,
it's not good for you.

Why?

The Devil is
the most renowned playwright

of our times, Ana.

But, well, you wouldn't
know who he is, of course.

No, and better you don't.

The Devil is a "player",

a "Casanova",
he's from another galaxy.

When I dated him, it ended badly

and I became celibate, and she
can't see Mexican Christmas plays

because they remind her of him.

Ok, I just want him to help me
with something I wrote.

Do you think
he might be interested?

I don't think the Devil
will want to waste his time

reading something
from an amateur.

Ok, but he read your script
when no one else wanted to.

I mean, you could help me
with an email, I don't know,

some reference...

Bitches.

-Ana.
-What?

Give me your script.

I'll give you his email,

but, please promise me something.

If you contact him,
talk about me.

Good luck!

Charles, are you there?

I'm sure he's
a natural naive, Charles.

It's said that Charles
are kind of hyperactive,

but they're well equipped.

This? What is it?

No, too natural.

I thought you were
in Santa Bárbara.

It's not what you think, ok?
I'm just stretching...

the bed.

It's ok. I believe you!

Ok, I'll be outside
in case you need me.

Wait.

Do you have plans
for tomorrow night?

Do you want to go out with me?

Sorry, you can do it in your
country, we're decent here,

what do you want to do?

No, no, wait, wait,
wait, let me explain.

Come on, Charles.

Do you want to go out
with me tomorrow?

Yes!

Yes!

Thank you!

I don't understand
people who don't answer

their email, I mean...

Sis, I told you a thousand times
not to send anything

of what you wrote
until you spoke to him.

I know, maybe it's for the best.
He's called the Devil

for a reason, right?
Not for free.

Yeah, sympathy
for the Devil, come on.

EMAIL FROM THE DEVIL
HELLO, ANA, IS TODAY OK?

-He wants to see me. It's him.
-What? Hey, what, now?

Wish me luck.

Good... luck.

Thanks.

Here, Ana.

Hey, this place looks new,
I'm sure it will be a hit.

Is this really
your best joke?

Sure, my jokes are great.

You know? I ordered coffee, but
they brought hot chocolate,

I hope it's fine.

Yes, it's great.

-Thank you.
-Molletes, I love it.

Is everything ok?

Everything is perfect,
Normita, thank you.

I can change your table.

We're perfect here, thanks.

-Sure?
-Yes, thanks, beauty.

You might not believe me,
but I enjoyed your text.

It's difficult to find
an honest voice like yours.

Did you really find the vision
of a woman in her forties

interesting?

No, I found interesting
the vision of a woman

in her forties,
who pooed in a confessional.

Is there anyone who didn't
see that?

You've talent.
I laughed a lot,

in fact I've got some questions.

Do I want to have sex with you?
Yes, I do.

Of course, tell me.

I'd like to know if it's
autobiographic or fiction.

I imagine invisibility
at 40 is something you lived.

Yes, but, well, that,

I want to make clear,
the part of the...

white hair of the vagina,
that was fiction.

Funny, you have a white hair.

What?

I wanted to make the text funny.

Yes, we don't want
to scare him.

I love the relationship
with the woman.

Do you still see her?

No, my relationship
with the woman was brief.

I love manly and virile energy,

I love it.

One of my favorite parts is
when you talk about your mother.

I think it's amazing that
you had a conversation with her

when she wasn't even present.

I mean, yes... but, but, no.

How?

Get a grip, don't say anymore.

Tell me, how is
your relationship with her?

Are you close?

Yes, we're very close, but it's
a complicated relationship,

it's like Oedipus but the other
way round, it's complex.

No problem.

You can tell me about
the first part over dinner, ok?

Which dinner?

You have a dinner with me
tonight, didn't you know?

But I was finishing off
the molletes.

See you tonight, ok?

People said you are dangerous.

You'll have to see for yourself.

Sure, he liked me.

I don't know.
This is for job meetings

and this one is to get laid,
I mean, when I used to.

Why are you overthinking it, Sis?
Why are you overthinking it?

I don't want to
misinterpret things, you know?

Hey, what if it's a job dinner?

Hell!

Let me look for another thing...
Someone's calling.

I can't find my phone, hell!

Here it is,
Papasito.

PAPASITO: ARE YOU IN LA?
SHALL WE HAVE DINNER?

He says he wants
to have dinner with me.

Shit, it's the Devil!

Wait, wait, wait.

My phone?
No, I have it here.

Wait, the red one.
I get laid with this one.

-Are you wearing comfy shoes?
-Why?

I made a minor change of plans.

Ok.

I didn't know you liked salsa,

I never imagined it
from somebody like you.

Did you have it yesterday?

I had rollers on yesterday,
tomorrow, I don't know.

After you.

Sorry, I didn't notice.

-Hi, Devil. How are you?
-Hi, guys.

-What's up, Devil? How are you?
-Nice, nice.

What's up?
How are you? Hi, beauty.

-How are you? Good, sweetheart?
-Hello, Devil.

Usual table, thanks.

Hi, hi, hi, how are you?
How are you? How are you?

How are you?

Devil, I want to dance with you.

Devil, shall we dance?

Thank you.

Music is good.

You see, come with me.

Don't give me ideas.

-Ok, ask.
-What?

Ok.

How do you get laid?

There are many ways
of living your sexuality, Ana.

There are a lot of ways
of feeling pleasure.

But, aren't you paralyzed...

From chest to feet,
but the biggest sexual organ

is the brain and,
as far as I know,

it's still intact.

Shall we dance?

Be ready for
what's coming, baby.

I, I am
A party Devil

In my wheelchair I'm king

And enjoying I sing

I'm a little devil
But I enjoy a lot

Baby momma
You got me crazy

Be ready to dance

Because I'm ready
To have fun tonight

To dance this rhythm

Baby, I'm a devil
But I'm top-level

I'm a strong devil
And dancing so much

Have my feet in crutch

Baby, I'm a little devil
But I'm top-level

What is this?
To tie myself?

It's to...

Help to move in bed.
But why not?

Great...

Nice, baby

It's over

Yes, the party was good.

That was fun, where did you
learn to dance like that?

I was a ballet teacher,

but, we must do something
about your dancing technique,

you stepped on my feet
all night long.

I have no idea what you just
said, but I guess I deserved it.

Yes, yes.

Can I...?

Can I tell you something?

What're you doing?

What're you doing?

What're you doing?
Charles!

QUEEN BEE, INCOMING CALL

-Ana?
-What's up?

Hey, I'm stuck at work
in a call and I can't

make it to the show.

What do you mean stuck?

I mean, literally.

No, don't touch me.

That looks painful.

I need you to replace me,
firemen have been called already

but this will take a while.

Why do you ask me instead
of one of your mini-me?

You're the only one
who can perform under pressure.

You're a better actress than
the other two.

Ok, I'll do it.

Hey, another thing,
can you keep this between us?

Too bad, I'm in the Theatre
everyone found out

that you're working
for The Network.

I'm joking, I'll do it.

Bye.

Don't mess up, you've been
waiting months for this.

What is it?

Dogs are barking.

It must have been
someone passing through.

Weren't you in bed?

I'll have some water.

I thought you were asleep.

Thirst woke me.
Don't you rest?

We are going, now.

-What's she doing?
-Poor thing.

Dogs are barking like crazy.

Adela, that soulless
man came for another woman

and you stood in his way.

He came for the money,
but his eyes

have always been on me.

I won't let you take him.

He'll marry Angustias.

You know. You've seen him.
He loves me.

-Yes.
-He loves me, he loves me.

Stab me with a knife,
but don't speak anymore.

Stab me with a knife,
but please don't tell me.

That's why you don't want me
to go with him.

You don't mind him hugging
the ones he doesn't love.

Me neither, but he can be
a hundred years with Angustias.

But you think it's terrible
for him to hug me,

because you love him too.

You love him!

Yes! Let me say it clearly.

Yes! Let my chest part in two

with a bitterness grenade.

I love him!

I love him.

I love him.

When Ana finally
decided to leave town...

You are the Devil.

Someone had to reward
your performance.

Thank you for being there.

-Wait.
-Come on, don't answer.

Wait, it's my agent,
he always sends his assistant.

Hello?

Good news,
the casting director

of "White Mirror" loved your
performance in the theater.

What? She was there?

She wants you to audition
for the show,

so you better
pack your bags

and get to LA
as soon as possible.

Of course, I'll be there.

Ok, no.
Inner compass, what do you say?

GET OFF LIKE WHORES PANTIES

TELL HIM TO GO TO HELL
AND COME THREE MORE TIMES

Yes!

You know what? I can't.

What? What do you mean you can't?

I have a lot to write,

but I can send her
a self-tape if she wants.

Ana, get your ass here
right now,

this is a once in a lifetime
opportunity.

I'll take my chances, bye.

Who told you that
you could get distracted?

What?

Forget about the audition,
they want you in the show.

-What?
-They want you in the show.

Wait, what?

Congratulations, Ana.
Looks like you made it.

Ana?

Ana?

TO MY REAL FAMILY

Hi, I'm Arly Velásquez,
I'm 33 years old,

I'm a Paralympic athlete
and I'm playing the Devil.

Here, Ana.

We record this one,
and then the rest.

We did that already.

No problem.

You can tell me about
the first part over dinner, ok?

Which dinner?

You have a dinner with me
tonight, didn't you know?

But I was finishing off
the molletes.

See you tonight, ok?

Be ready for
What's coming, baby

I, I am
A party Devil

In my wheelchair I'm king
And enjoying I sing

Be ready to dance

Because I'm ready
To have fun tonight

To dance this rhythm

Baby, I'm a little devil
But I'm top-level

I'm a strong devil
And dancing so much

Have my feet in crutch

Baby I'm a devil
But I'm full of flow

I walk alone
Passing it on

Check my flow

Nice, baby

It's over

Hurray, hurray, hurray,
Arly, Arly!

Cut!