Santa Evita (2022): Season 1, Episode 2 - Four graves for Eva - full transcript

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Don't be sad. I'll be gone soon.

They're coming to get her
ready. Please, wait outside.

You can't do this to
her! She's my daughter.

Eva Perón's
cadaver is incorruptible.

The military contacted
Perón and have offered

to return him Evita's body.

Everyone around
her ended up bad.

Stop snooping.

He's a
military intelligence.

- He was even the lady's aide.
- Get out of here, now!



We don't want this woman to become a
saint. Make her a normal dead woman.

Is that the real one? Or is it
that one? Or this other one?

Give me a smoke.

- Hmm.
- This is hurting my ear, it's too heavy.

Here you are.

Those women
really despise me.

Yes.

- And they're certainly not afraid to show.

They've always looked at
me with disdain. Always.

I know who you are. We don't
need any trouble, so, please go.

We've traveled
a very long distance

and we have every right
to say goodbye to Duarte.

- Please, excuse me.
- No.

You have no right,
don't think otherwise.



And you brought all
these kids with you?

These
children mean you no harm,

- so, please let them be.
Eloisa.

We're going to allow them
to come in for a moment.

It really would've been better
if you hadn't come at all.

But, you're already here.

The less people know
about this, the better.

Go, please. Go now.

Wait here.

My friends, please. Can I ask
you to leave for a moment?

Thank you very much.

Back in Los Toldos, Duarte
could do as he pleased.

Here, we keep up appearances.

If anyone ask, I'm going to tell
them you're the farm's cook.

If anyone ask.

- Do whatever you have to do and...

- Hey, don't you... Don't hush me!
- Lower your voice.

I am not leaving until these kids
have a chance to say goodbye.

Let's go.

Eva... your father.

For the next couple of
days, it's important to keep an eye out

for symptoms like dizziness.
Headaches. Difficulty breathing.

- If any of that happens, let me know.
I'm okay, it was nothing.

I'd like an X-ray, but taking him
to a hospital would be a risk.

Military are everywhere.

- Call me if you need anything.
- Sure. Thank you, my friend.

Bye, you're welcome.
- Thank you.

What are you doing? Stay
here, don't be ridiculous.

What happened was rough,
you can't leave like that.

You mean what happened to me?

Some soldiers beat
the crap out of me.

They saw me outside the house
of Colonel Moori Koenig.

Did you see him?
Did you meet him?

I talked to his wife.

I'm sure she's the
one who told them.

She went nuts when I told her
I wanted to talk about Evita.

She said lots of things.

She said they'd suffered a
lot because of that woman.

She will not say where Moori is.

Can't you call your informant?
Maybe he can give us something else.

No, there's no point. Now that
we already know who had the body.

- We're not sure if it was her.

There were copies at the
C. G. T. Lots of them.

They were used as decoys when
they moved the real body.

Copies? That's sinister.

Rumors of the exchange are true.
Perón already knew about it.

Now, let's see if he gets the
real body, and not a copy.

Look Mariano, this could be
more dangerous than a beating.

- Do you wanna call it off?
- No, we need to go and find Moori Koenig.

The usual thing happened.
It evolved into a heated argument.

Some of them didn't agree
with the measures we took.

Of course not.
But Roberto said nothing.

Good.

So, it's just a matter of
making a decision and organizing.

- We should decide who's going.

We could make
a list of candidates.

Hello.
- I thought you were coming later.

- What happened?
- Nothing serious.

They wanted to threaten me.

What are you up to, Mariano?

I can't tell
you, it's confidential.

Don't be silly.

- It's about Eva. Her body.
- What do you know? Tell us.

I don't know much, but they
know I'm looking into it.

Don't leave.

- This happened a few hours ago.
- They must've followed you.

They know
where I live, anyway.

You two must have a death
wish coming into my house.

Even the grocer knows I'm a journalist
and what newspaper I work for.

It's my house too!

Why don't you go downstairs?
I'll give you the key,

- you can leave through the service door.
No, I'll escort them.

- Well, I'll see you later.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

When were you planning to tell
me about the investigation?

- It's a special request by Emilio.
- Hmm.

- Were you going to keep it a secret?
- It's not like that, Irene.

Look, you're putting yourself at
risk, you're putting me at risk.

- Come, on. Don't get angry.
- You're putting my coworkers at risk.

Of course, I'm angry! You don't
care about anything. Anything!

Ramiro, do you have any information
about Colonel Moori Koenig?

Do you have any information about
the body? Or is it confidential?

I know very little,
and it's a rumor.

They say they want to give her
to Perón as a sign of goodwill.

- Yeah, sure, and we're stupid.
- Stop messing around. You know more.

Those punches weren't
thrown over a rumor.

As soon as I can tell you
more, I'll let you know.

- Do you know where I can find him?
- You have to find Cifuentes.

Cifuentes?

Bocha! I got something...
He has a really bad nature.

An anti-Peronist snitch.

- What a loss you took last night!
He'll definitely find him.

You're dead! You owe me
a whisky, you know it.

- Come in!

- Cifuentes, it's about time!

What do you got for me? And
make it quick would you?

First of all,
good morning, Colonel.

I've got some credible intel that
we really shouldn't rush through.

- It's gonna take some time.
- Time is what we don't have.

These people are
downstairs waiting for me.

- Already? Seriously?
- Of course, you idiot!

I told you this was urgent!

You still haven't told me
what this is all about.

You'll know soon enough. You
will. Now, come on, go on.

- What did you find out?
Eduardo Arancibia.

Infantry major.

Married, 34 years old. His
wife is 12 years younger.

Hmm.
His name is El Loco.

"Holy Mary, Mother of God."

He has two
mentally disabled uncles.

Look at that letter he sent
to his wife from Tartagal.

"The only thing that keeps us
entertained are the executions.

"We put six or seven dogs
against an adobe wall,

"we arrange a platoon, and
shoot each one in the head.

"I shot five out of six dogs. The
other one bled out eventually."

- Perfect.

What more?

Milton Galarza, artillery
captain, married.

- Twenty-four years old.
- What are you doing? What are you doing?

Uh, he's an atheist,
and he's hiding it.

- He was a double agent in 1951.

That's the juicy
part. I noted it there.

Let's see.

"Where Captain Galarza shot families
of the Toba and Mocoví tribes.

"He killed around 50 people.

"Amongst them, were six
children and thirteen women."

He
killed many natives.

- Useful. Who else?

You're
going to like this one.

"Gustavo
Adolfo Fesquet, single."

Twenty-nine years old.
Highly probable sexual deviation.

They called him "girly
boy" in military school.

There's a statement from
a higher rank officer.

"Lieutenant Fesquet showed
up in the soldiers' bathroom,

"proceeded to
urinate next to me,

"and as I was shaking
off before leaving,

"he touched my member with his
fingertip and asked me if I was happy."

Find out why he hasn't been
dismissed from the force yet.

- I want to know who's protecting him.
I'm on it, Colonel.

These two are impeccable.
Records are perfect.

They haven't even skipped
mass in the last two years.

I can't use these.

If I have no dirt on them,
then it doesn't work for me.

- Tell these two they can leave.

Have these three come up.

Do I get anything,
Colonel, at least a hint?

Just get out.

- Something?
- I said go!

Close the door.

First and foremost, I want
you to know that our mission

is confidential and secret.

- Understood?
Yes, Colonel.

We'll take care of tossing
the lich's corpse away.

Excuse me, sir, do you mean
the... the tyrant's wife?

María
Eva Duarte de Perón.

From now on, as far as we're
concern... ...the lich.

Each of you... will go to
one of these destinations.

I'm sorry, but she's
only one corpse, Colonel.

No, there isn't just one corpse.

There are four. The real one
and three identical copies.

For safety measures, no one
will know who has the real one.

All of the bodies will
be buried tonight.

Between 1:00 and 3:00 in the
morning. In four simple coffins.

Arancibia. You'll take the
one headed to Chacarita.

Galarza. The one
for Flores Cemetery.

Fesquet.

You will bury yours in
this church in Olivos.

I shall do the same with mine. Here,
in the water and power building.

Do we have
any support, Colonel?

I've arranged for each
of you to have a truck,

as well as a
noncommissioned officer.

Nevertheless, only the four
of us will know what we have.

We'll bury her under fake names.

I have a question about
one thing, Colonel.

She died more than three years
ago, the lich, didn't she?

We could just put her in a bag full of
lime or throw her into a mass grave.

The president wants
a Christian burial.

A Christian one, yes.
The president's right.

Do you remember under what
slogan we overthrew the dictator?

Yes, Colonel. "God is just."
- "God is just."

We'll be using it tonight.

- Come on! Oh.

- There it goes, yet again.

They've been calling all day.

What, I don't get
it. Who were they?

What are they sound like? Were
they... were they military?

Who knows? When I picked up,
there's usually just breathing

- and they remain silent for minutes.
- They also say nasty things.

They know my name, they
know our child's name.

You wouldn't believe the
profanities they said.

Okay.

There. It's over.

It must be some idiot.

Just ignore it.

Come on. Keep eating.

Answer, Adela.

I said answer it.

Stop, stop.

Hello?

Who is this?

Are you there?

Tell your husband
to stop playing with fire.

To leave the lady where she is.

Tell me what's going on?

- Nothing, it's okay.

They're messing with our house,
they're scaring Patricia.

- Who's the lady?
- I said it's nothing.

Why bother explaining?
You wouldn't understand.

I'll ask for
a new phone number.

Just calm down. Stop
answering the phone.

- What is this about, Colonel?
Please be quite.

You wait outside.

Dress them all alike.

The copies?
- All alike I said.

The mother granted me guardianship,
you can't take it away.

The mother has
bigger problems now.

- You're done. Go.

You
can't just take her.

My work, it's still unfinished.
It'll be ruined, Colonel.

It's imperative that the
coffin remains sealed.

You're risking the body by
taking her away and exposing it.

Don't tell me what
to do, Doctor.

- This is now a military operation.
- Please, have mercy!

It's you
who did not have mercy.

You should've never messed

with the history of a
country that it not yours.

Let's go.

You have one hour to clear
this place and leave.

Let's go!

You no longer have
any business here.

Fesquet.

Be very careful. You
have the lich's body.

Yes, Colonel.

Don't stop for anything.
Make sure she's well buried.

You're taking the real cargo.

- Do you understand this responsibility?
- Yes, Colonel.

Arancibia.
- Yes, Colonel.

This mission will be over
in a couple of hours.

Know that you will
be a part of history.

The real one's in your truck.

- Let's go.

Give me your flashlight.

Armani, come with me.

Let's go.

- Close it, tie it tightly.
Okay.

Are you all right, Major?

We're making history, Armani.

You must swear you'll say
nothing about what you see here.

- Yes, Major.
- Not one word to Moori about this.

Hold the light.

It's her.

Or so we'll find out, Corporal.

She dyed her hair.

She dyed it.

You dyed your hair.

She died
three years ago.

She can't look like this.

She was embalmed.

They turned her into a mummy.

This isn't her.

She's similar, but it's not her.

Let's go.

- God?
- Is just.

Go straight ahead, wait for me.

It's here.

- What is the name of the deceased?

María De Magaldi.

María M. De Magaldi.

What a coincidence, that's
the singer over there.

Agustín Magaldi. Remember him?

The tender voice
of Buenos Aires.

He died 20 years ago, yet
people still bring him flowers.

They say he was the tyrant's
wife's first boyfriend.

What a coincidence.
- Hmm.

That's life.

"Maybe
she's very lonely?

"And now, it finally
occurs to me,

"that perhaps she's very
sad, and maybe even scared.

"Her fear is real, for in the
darkness creeping slowly forward.

"So silently in the shadows.
Fateful and enraged.

"Comes that from which
no one can be protected.

"Because all roads lead
straight to our destiny.

"May your dreams may not be murdered.
May your hopes not be murdered.

"I'll always run to the light,
oh Lord. I'll always run."

I'm finished.

Eva, recite something more cheerful,
or else you'll never get a boyfriend.

I don't want a boyfriend.
There she goes,

- always making those comments.
- Hey, leave Eva alone.

She has to stay calm, she's
reciting in the square today.

No one's going to
go. Magaldi's coming today.

Magaldi's coming?

- Huh, we must invite him for dinner.
Here?

Yeah, sure.

I'll comb my hair.

Look at them.
The ones who have boyfriends.

- Thank you so much.
- Thank you.

Mr. Magaldi, excuse me.
- Yes?

I'd like a
word with you, may I?

- Yes, of course.
- Thanks, excuse me.

So you know, my youngest
daughter, that one over there.

Eva, she's an artist. She
has a bright future ahead.

She can recite, act, do anything
on stage. But she has a problem,

- this place.

It's too small for her.

But I know for sure she's lucky
enough to have a mother like you.

Thank you very much,
but that is not enough, sir.

Hmm, she needs something
else in order to be somebody.

I don't understand.
- She needs someone to help her.

Hmm.
- Someone to have her back.

- Someone to take her to the city.
- Ah.

I'm sorry, you see. I
can't take her with me.

Don't say that, Mr. Magaldi.
Don't cut off her wings.

She's been saying it since
she was a little girl.

She says she was born
to do something big.

She's still too young.

- She has to study.
She's 15 years old.

She's very mature. She
knows what she wants

- and she learns fast.
- Hmm.

If you don't take her with
you and help her, she'll go alone.

And I don't want that for her.

They say you're
very good at reciting poetry.

I'm young, but not
naive, Magaldi.

I know my mom asked you to
take me to Buenos Aires.

And I know you said no.

You probably came here
to convince me not to go.

You're scared of looking after
a young, apathetic, dull girl.

And I get it.

But I'm neither of those things.

You're the best singer in the country.
And I'll be the most famous actress.

Yes. I have no doubt.

- But in due time.
I don't have time.

Tell my mother I'm going with
you. So she doesn't worry.

I'll go on my own.

- I'll catch a train.
- No.

You can't go to the city alone. Buenos
Aires could be dangerous for you.

I can't stay here any longer. I've
waited enough. I'm dying inside.

You can choose.

Either you help me a little...

or not at all.

- Thank God it's not raining.

Yeah, thank God.

Before going on these mission, I just
had someone give me a card reading.

It makes me feel safe.

What did they say?

- Who?
The cards.

The cards. We have
to be very careful, Piscar.

Because anything could happen.

Do you believe
in that, Lieutenant?

Actually, yes.

- Son of a bitch!

Go check
to the cargo's okay.

Close the window!
And turn off the light,

or else I'll do it with bullets!

- Turn off the goddamn light!
- The coffin's perfect.

Good, we
have to change a tire.

Come on, hurry up.
We can't stay here.

Come on, come on!

Good evening.
Good evening.

Everything should be ready, I
was told it would be set up.

- I apologize, I didn't know.
- Bring the shovels.

- Where shall we dig the grave?
- I don't know.

It's the first person
we're going to bury here.

Well, then it'll be here.

I have to do the prayer.

All right,
go ahead. But quickly.

Lord, have mercy on us.

What's the name of the deceased?

A woman,
María M. de Maestro.

What do
you know about her?

- Why did she want to be buried...
- I don't know her!

So can you please just
pick up the haste,

so we can get this
done and over, please.

- "Our Lord Jesus Christ said..."
- Dig.

- "...I am The Resurrection and The Life."

"Whoever believes in me,
though he die, shall live

"and the one who lives and
believes in me, shall never die."

Mom, why are you awake?

I had to say goodbye, my darling.
Promise me you'll take care of yourself.

- Yes, I promise. Don't be sad.
- I'm not sad, I'm just emotional.

Look keep this, just in
case anything happens.

No, mom. I can't.
Please.

I'll feel better if you
take it. Oh.

Okay. I have to go.
Yes. Go, my darling.

Stop! Please stop!

Sergeant,
what's going on?

There's a fire in the
water services building.

You will have to let me pass.

They won't let you
drive much farther, Colonel.

Get out.

- I said get out!
- Yes, Colonel.

- Turn right here.

- I need you to sign some papers.
I'm not signing anything.

This body belongs to
the Argentine Army.

No one comes in or out without
signing. I'll call off the burial!

There may be more than
one burial tonight.

- Tell me your name.
- All right.

What's the name of the
person in the coffin, then?

The name's SB.

That's the name we call
sons of bitches in the army.

Move. Let's go.

- How did it go?
Good.

Good.

The cargo's been buried.

- How did it go for you?

It was complicated, we
had to change a tire,

it took time, but
it has been done.

- And the Colonel?
- He's not back yet.

That's weird, his
was the closest.

Where's the Colonel?

I don't know, Major. He
ordered me out of the truck,

and told me to
come back on foot.

LEAVE THE LADY ALONE,
DON'T MESS WITH HER.