Diablo Guardián (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 6 - My hero is a bastard - full transcript

Are we going or not?

First, I thought the bullet
had my name on it,

but when I realized
I was not dead,

it became more frightening.

I was horribly frightened.

I don't know.

I have never felt
quite the same again.

As if had died,
but remained alive at the same time.

Like a second chance,
but what do we do with it?

For a moment, I saw everything
and nothing in front of me.

I don't know how to explain it.



As if I had eyes that can see
back and forth at the same time.

I was in autopilot mode.

As if I were someone
else's puppet.

Listening to a voice
that told me:

"Violetta,
stop thinking right now.

"Do what's needed to be done".

Fuck!

- What happened?
- We have to go!

- What happened?
- Just run!

You've got to be kidding.

Damn it!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

BASED ON
XAVIER VELASCO'S NOVEL

CHAPTER 16



When these things happen,

it's incomprehensible
that everything remains the same.

Give me your keys.

The trees are in their place,

the sun shines on the street.

The undaunted world
keeps spinning.

Come here.

Come in, come in.

We were in his living room.

We were about
to make the exchange,

I heard a gunshot.

And when I opened my eyes...

I was all alone with Bosco.

Do you think it was Guerrero?

I have no idea, Pig.

I'm sure the one that murdered
Bosco took our invoices.

- They fucked us up, Pig.
- It doesn't matter.

What matter is that you're fine.

Actually, I'm not fine.

We have to go.

What would happen
if someone saw you?

Or if they find your fingerprints?

Shut up, Pig.

Let me see.

Please.

I'll take a shower.

Want to stay with me tonight?

Of course.

Thank you.

Everything changed.

I thought
I would be accused of murder.

I didn't want
to spend my life in jail.

In any case,
jails are full of people

that never wanted to end up there.

I never said:
"I want to be a slut".

I turned little by little.

Without even noticing it.

Forgiving myself of things.

I didn't even want to see myself
in the mirror.

I felt as if my face
had changed.

I would see me
in a different way

even if I hadn't changed.

I had the face
of a slut and a scammer.

But I was alive.

I was so fucking alive.

What did you do, Violetta?

What did you do, Violetta?

Paranoia was chasing me
all the time.

I woke up feeling
Bosco's weight

collapsing over me.

My face had been bloodstained.

I lived with
an unbearable anguish.

I was sure that sooner or later,
they'll come find me.

The movie just began.

Come.

You are insane.

- Give me the camera.
- No way!

This is where your plans end.

This is not about your
whoring anymore, there's a corpse.

And we are both involved.

I'll keep this.

-Yes? What are you going to do?
-I'll go to work.

Get out of my house.

IGNACIO BOSCO WAS MURDERED

I suppose everybody
read the news.

I wanted to ask you not to get
involved in Bosco's mess.

Nothing at all.

This agency had nothing to do.

Shall I cancel the wreath?

Didn't you listen to me, Lety?

Not even wreaths,
are we clear?

But he was
a very important client,

we don't have
to be so secretive.

-We didn't kill him.
-Listen, Lerdito.

Bosco didn't have a heart attack.

He was murdered.
He was shot in the head.

He did something
to deserve it.

We can't have nothing
to do with it.

I agree.

Our relationship
with Equal ended long time ago.

Well, let's get to work, come on.

- Lety, cancel my appointments.
- Of course.

Are you having a meeting, Bro?

Yes, I have an urgent meeting
in Austin.

You couldn't find
a better time to go?

I know, I was hoping to have
a videoconference,

but they refused.

I have to go there, I'm sorry.

Rosalba, can I have a word
with you, in my office?

Nervous?

No, more like... festive.

Thank you, darling.

You lifted a weight off
my shoulders.

Don't be stupid.

You wanted him dead.

But you took the lead.

Cheers.

If I were you,
I would hire a good lawyer.

Listen, darling.
You know that I didn't do it.

Don't play stupid.

That's obvious,
you don't have balls.

I have them, but I'm much
more sophisticated than that.

I would have made it
look like a suicide.

Just like you did with Henry?

The only thing I have left
from Bosco is this bottle.

And we're drinking it now.

Do you really think
the investigation

won't lead them
to your little parties?

You're the only one
with the blood in her hands.

I didn't killed Bosco, "darling".

But you were at his home

to give him the video.

- No.
- Really?

- I didn't do it.
- Yeah?

Some journalists
wanted to interview me.

Come on, Violetta!

You say you're
a professional liar,

but you're pretty bad.

Have you heard it before?

Have it your way.

I didn't want to go out.

I read the same news for days.

Wishing not to find
my picture on the articles

labeled as
"the catwalk murderer".

"I can't bear it any longer..."

"You are Dalila. The end."

But what did I have left?

INVESTIGATION
ABOUT TO BEGIN,

DISTRICT ATTORNEY
TALKS TO THE MEDIA

If I wanted to save myself,
I had to behave

as if my life remained the same.

"Bernardo's body collapsed
over Dalila's,

"whose face ended covered in blood.

"Dalila tried to move the corpse..."

IGNACIO BOSCO'S MURDERER
YET TO BE FOUND

INVESTIGATION
FINDS FIRSTS SUSPECTS

DETECTIVES ENSURE THAT THERE IS
EVIDENCE TO IDENTIFY THE MURDERER

"Her name is made of knives.

"Each letter holds
some kind of danger.

"Bernardo had died because of her,

"but he wouldn't be
the only or the last to fall.

"The End."

We need to talk.

No, I have to go.

Where are you going?
Do you have a date?

I am going to see my editor.

The police has a suspect list.

They went into his house
and found some clues.

Why do I care?
I wasn't there.

But I was.
Don't you care at all?

You already know the answer.

Something else?

Yes.

Stop being a dick
and give me back the camera.

Well, I erased the video
and auctioned the camera online.

It's awful not knowing when someone
is messing up with you, right?

Look who's taking,
you're just a rich kid.

Sucker.

You know what, Xavier?
Don't make it difficult for you.

You only have one job,
understand?

You have to point a gun right
at the reader's temple.

and tell him: "You can't move
until you finish reading my book".

- That's your only job.
- Okay.

What happens if I gave the gun
to the main character?

That's better.

Well, who knows,

but I can see your character
holding a machine gun.

You know her as well as I do.

I know her,
but just from what you've told me.

I'm anxiously waiting
to have her for a whole weekend,

but I don't know when
you are showing me the draft.

The end is changing.

Are we going to wait
two more years to read it?

I swear, one week tops.

Hurry up writing or we wouldn't
be ready for the Guadalajara fair.

- I'm warning you.
- Fine.

By the way,
what are you doing tomorrow?

I'm free, you tell me.

Okay, the thing is...

You live near here, right?

We're having a presentation here
at the bookstore.

Tomorrow there is a presentation
for the last novel I published.

and I'd love to have you.
What do you think?

That guy is talented.

You two have a similar style.
Maybe you'll like it.

Who's that?

Come on. It's me, cousin.

Was the pork available?

Come in.

Have you already
talked to your friends?

Yes, I talked
to some guys at the police

and also some officers.

What have they found?

They didn't tell me a lot,
they asked for more money.

So be it.

We'll take it from the cash
we robbed from Carballo.

There's no need.
No one suspects from you.

- Are you sure?
- Relax.

Good, cousin.
That's what I wanted to hear.

Go to the good restaurant,
this is gross.

- I've just arrived.
- Go now.

Take this, don't leave it here.

Throw it away.

Is everyone here?

We're missing my partner,
Antonio Guerrero.

- He's on a trip.
- Tell him to come back.

Lety, please.

Hi, I'm detective Sandoval.

As you all know, Ignacio Bosco
was murdered two days ago

and we'll be calling you all
to come to the police station

and make a statement.

- Rosa del Alba Rosas Valdivia?
- It's me.

You will be the first one.

- How are you?
- Fine, thanks.

- Rosa del Alba Rosas Valdivia?
- That's right.

Unfortunately, that's what
my birth certificate says.

Have you ever been
to Mr. Ignacio Bosco's house?

Just once.

As you already know,
Mr. Bosco was one of our clients.

Don't worry for my information,
worry for what you can tell me.

Why did you visit him?

I took him some documents.

Documents...

Yes, to settle up
his contract with the agency.

Ms. Valdivia, it seems
it was an armed robbery.

There are documents and things
missing from his house

and his computer.

Right now,
the experts are investigating.

I hope you don't mind

providing us
with your fingerprints.

- No.
- Good!

We have a problem.

They took my fingerprints.

We need an alibi.

What do you want me to say?

I would like you to be
the last man on Earth

to look at my stellar orgasm.

But if you watched
the video

it was because
you like being tortured.

You needed a reason to hate me

and you found it.

When was the last time
you saw Ignacio Bosco?

At the agency,
during the last Equal meeting.

Did you know why Equal
and the agency broke their contract?

I have no idea.

You bought a ticket to Belize

on the same day
he was murdered.

Why didn't you go.

I lost my flight.

Everything got complicated
and I couldn't go.

It's normal.
Advertising is very demanding.

We can't plan in advance.

OUT OF ORDER

I know you despise me
for lying to you.

And it's worse if I hide the truth.

But, you know what?

I loathe you
for seeing me as Rosalba.

A filthy stupid
middle-class girl!

I was Violetta, Diablo Guardián.

And you already knew
that Violetta hates losing.

That sooner or later,
I'll end up winning.

Son of a bitch.

What happened?
Didn't you go?

I was abroad when I heard

about Bosco's news
and I came back.

I didn't want to be pointed
as the culprit.

- Did they call you to testify?
- Of course.

My colleagues said that I was
the only one with a motive.

The only one?
They knew him so little.

They're still investigating me,
but I'm calm.

I was in San Miguel
with my family, they're witnesses.

What about you?
Where were you?

I listened your message.

I was at Violetta's house.

Did you really told me
those things

while you were with Violetta.

No, I was driving there,
when I called.

Tell me the truth.

Did you have something to do
with Bosco's murder?

I swear I don't know
who killed him.

Do you suspect anyone?

I sincerely suspected
of Violetta a while ago.

I'm okay,
I just want this to end.

I need to resume
my life and my plans.

Something I can help you with?

Yes, you can.

Buy me another mezcal.

Please, make it double.

Two more, please.

What?

I can't believe that after
so many years of defending women

and their rights, I'm involved
in a rape and murder case.

No way.

- It's not your fault.
- No.

I am to blame.

If I hadn't give up,
Bosco would be in jail.

Are you joking?
They threatened you!

My God!

I feel my life is like
a soap opera.

Talking about soap operas,
how's yours?

I'm sorry, your novel.

It's going well.

I'm deciding the future
of the main character.

Mhm!

Don't you think
she's like me?

No.

That's why I like you.

Stop it.

Now, I'm the noisy one.

My neighbor is really annoying.

You surely are
a nightmarish neighbor.

Wait, open up.

No!

Life is a fucking prison.

Money... work...

love... jealousy... goals.

Everybody has
their own jail.

I'm sorry.

I thought they would kill us
if I didn't fuck Bosco.

I know I fucked up.

I miss you, Pig.

I'm in a hurry, let me go.

Where are you going?

To the presentation
of this book.

Call me when it ends.

Stop telling me what to do.
Get out of my way!

Therefore, I'm trying to...

change reality to show
the depth of my life.

I'm really glad to present
this book

and, if you allow me,
I'll read to you

my favorite passage.
I hope you understand it.

BOOK PRESENTATION
A GLASS AND A MOUSE

"Again, our own differences
are marked.

"We are intertwined around
rhythm and order.

"A story that lead us from
a small village

"to the center of the Earth

"in Rapa Nui, Isla de Pascua."

- You are Silvano, right?
- Yes.

- Please, help me.
- No, ma'am.

No, I get into trouble.
Understand me, please.

No, I get it. I really understand you.

But it's my anniversary.
Do you have a wife?

Yes, I do, but I can't do it.

Everything in this life
can be done, Silvano.

Everything.

It takes
a lot of courage and balls

to abandon our comfort zone
and dare

to take a narrative challenge
of this scale.

So, my dear Bernardo,

I congratulate and admire you,
let them know that.

Thanks.
I'm very thankful.

I think Emilio exaggerates,
but I appreciate your words.

Well, if anyone has a question
or comment they want to say.

- Can you do it?
- Yes.

Look, you could do it, Silvano.
Thank you very much.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

I was sick of this.

Sick of Nefas,

Bosco,

my parents,

Marina,

and of you.

I AM NOT DALILA

I AM NOT DALILA

Fucking whore!