Santa Evita (2022): Season 1, Episode 3 - Thanks for Existing - full transcript

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Eva Perón's
cadaver is incorruptible.

Correa?
- Mm-hmm.

Were you there
when the body was taken?

Dr. Ara had to hand
it over to that traitor.

Colonel Moori Koenig.

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

No one will know who's
taking the real one.

Do you mean the
tyrant's wife, Colonel?

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

"Leave the lady alone,
don't mess with her."



- When did you get this?
- Last night.

And they've been calling me too.

They scared my wife.

That's why I asked you to come.

- I thought you might know something.
- No. No idea, Colonel.

They evidently
know my every move.

- They seem to know what they're doing.
Any clue on who it might be?

The men you found for
me are top of the list.

- Who do you most suspect?
All three of them equally.

- Relieve them.
- No, I won't do that.

They'd start talking and that would
be it. We must find another way.

Do you have a plan?

You'll take care of
Fesquet and Galarza

- while I deal with Arancibia.



- Come in.

Come in,
Arancibia. Close it.

- You wanted me, Colonel.
Yes.

You and I are going to be
completing the mission tonight.

Hmm. We're burying her.

No.

We'll provoke the enemy.

What enemy, sir?

I met her during
the San Juan earthquake.

Do you remember how we organized
for Labor and Social Security,

a helping committee for
the people of San Juan?

- There were 8,000 people dead.

I also phoned
a few artists

so that they would go raise
some funds out in the streets.

Among the numerous
artists, Eva also came.

She was a very sensitive woman.

So, she stayed there at
Labor and Social Security.

Then we became very
close, etcetera.

And so, we started working together
because she was very capable.

- What an extraordinary woman.
Shh!

- Did I wake you?
- Yes.

- What are you doing?
- Um, some things for work.

The article Emilio asked for.

- What are those recordings?
- Irene.

Yeah, I see that you're hiding
something. Tell me what it is.

It's nothing.
What is it?

I said it's nothing.
Tell me, what is it?

Recordings of an interview
I had with the General.

Put it away! Are you crazy?

How can you keep that
at home? It's dangerous.

You're overreacting.
- It's serious.

It's eight hours of
conversation with you-know-who.

- Am I supposed to act like a fool?
- Lower your voice.

You do more risky things every day.
Your friends coming in and out.

- We can take care of ourselves very well.
- I'm sure of it. Oh, I'm sure of it.

- Believe me!
- You are such a hypocrite.

All you do is criticize me

but now since you're doing
it, it's suddenly okay.

You're wrong. That's
completely irrelevant.

- Right, this is work.
- Shh! That's what I'm saying.

Eva's corpse is too much. This
investigation has made you a target.

- I'm worried. What are you getting into?
- I'll tell you when I can, okay?

-I promise -Oh, when you can.

Who's not giving you permission?

Perón?

Emilio?

Ego?

- They're all before me. Every time.
- You know you always come first my love.

Don't call me love. And get
that out of my house now.

Uh, uh, Irene...

Good morning, I'm
looking for Correa.

Vázquez!

How are you doing?
- What's up?

- How did it go?
- Um...

I talked to Moori's wife.

- Uh-huh.
- They didn't appreciate

my asking about him.

Mm-hmm.

- Did she say something about the colonel?
- Nothing.

And however much I search, I
can't seem to find anything.

- Not a picture, not a mention anywhere.
- No, you won't find anything.

He's a phantom.

- He's always lived in the shadows.

They recommended that I look
for some guy named Cifuentes.

- Oh, boy.
- But I can't find anything

- about him either.

Come with me.

Very few people know this place.

Do you see that window?

That one.

A comrade saved it

from the Presidential
Residence's demolition.

He got demolished
in the 1955 coup.

They were panicked at the idea that
people turn it into a sanctuary.

- Hmm.
- It's from Evita's room.

That was the last window
she ever looked out of.

What about the stags?
These stags...

They were hanging on the walls of
the residence of the president.

- Perón loved them.

Hmm. They broke all they could.

We rescued some pieces, others
were thrown into the river.

Mm-hmm.

Some people say that at the
bottom La Plata River...

there are many fragments
of pictures of Evita,

that one day will
come together...

- and finally return.
- Hm.

I'm sure of it.
But...

let's see.

Oh, it's this I
wanted to show you.

Take a look.

Hmm, no, no.

The Fanatic.

- This was written by Cifuentes?
Yes.

He befriended Moori
after that book.

You wouldn't believe the profanities
he wrote in there about Evita.

Let me... Oh, you'll
find this interesting.

It's one of the few
pictures of him.

- I didn't know he was a writer.
- No, no.

He's not, though he wrote a lot of
books but all of them attacked Evita.

He hated her but he
wasn't the only one. Look.

WHORE

They said some nasty things
about her while she was alive.

But when she died, they let
loose and the venom spewed.

- Why do you think they hated her so much?
- Because...

they couldn't stand the idea of a
woman having more power than them.

Especially, a woman who came
from nothing. A self-made woman.

She was so young!
- Yes. She was 16 when she started.

Magaldi gave her a
helping hand, didn't he?

I don't think so. She
didn't remember him fondly.

To the toy shop

How many times, as a child

I came around to gaze
To see from outside

From behind the display window
What I was never going to have

Because my mom was so poor

She didn't even have a penny

To buy us a loaf of
bread Now that I can

And fortune smiles at me

I don't want a single child

Who doesn't have even
a toy to play with

Thank you. Thank you.
Okay, okay. Okay.

- Hello, Mr. Magaldi.
- I came from Tandil.

- From Tandil? Beautiful place.
- Yes.

Beautiful place.
I'm from Olavarría.

Olavarría?
Thank you so much.

Another beautiful
place. Thank you so much.

- Who? Who else?
- Can I get an autograph? So...

- Can I get your autograph?
- Oh, I'll be back. I'll be right back.

- What are you doing here, Eva?
- I wanted to see you.

- I told you not to come.
- But I was bored

and thought that maybe coming here
to see you would be a nice surprise.

- No. No, it isn't.

- Let go of me. Not here.

I told you clearly, not here.

Not at my workplace. No,
we've talked about this, Eva.

Yes, but maybe if they
see us here together,

- they will give me an audition.
- I already got you one.

- But I was nervous then.
- Hi, Eva.

- Hello, how are you doing?
- Go right to the boarding house.

- Wait for me there.

Did you hear me?
I'll see what I can get you.

- Give me some time.
- But can I go with you? Tell your friend!

Tell him to take me with you.
I don't bite.

- When will I see you?
- I don't know, I don't know.

I'll try to come by tomorrow.

- Goodbye!

Let's synchronize our watches.

8:25, Colonel.
- Shit.

The time she left this world.

- Please.
- I already told you, he's not here.

- Go ahead, tell me...
- Sweetie?

Marito!

What are you doing
here? Are you okay?

- Yes. Yes, I'm fine.
- You're looking for him.

Yes. Last night, they
said he'd be here.

Yes, but he still hasn't
come back from tour.

Do you have any idea when
I'm gonna see him again?

- I have a rent to pay.
- I have no idea.

- Come, I'll buy you dinner.

I can't do this anymore.

I don't know what to do,
Marito.

Have you talked to your mom?

Maybe you should think
about going back to Junín

- for a while.
- No. No.

I'll die if I go back there.

- I'd rather stay and kill myself.

Don't talk like that!
That's nonsense.

Tell me, Marito.

Why am I unloved...

huh?

Why me?

- What have I done wrong?
- Nothing!

You're not doing anything wrong.

It's just a matter of
time and of luck as well.

Hmm.

I don't have either
of those things.

Look...

that guy over there...

he's the editor of Crítica.

He knows everyone
in the industry.

He's a nice guy and
owes me a few favors.

Let me see
if I can get you something.

Well, look, who it is. How have you
been, my friend. It's been too long.

- I'm glad to see you.

Her name is Eva, a talented beyond,
just come on over. I'll introduce you.

Of
course, I understand.

It's clearly a matter of time
but this ends today, Antonio.

I made an appointment with her,
I'll demand she tells me the truth.

Are you sure she's
really coming?

- I told her that my poor mom...
- Yes, you can.

- Needs to see her at once.
- Ma'am, you can come right in.

- I swear, she really couldn't refuse.
- Yes, you can.

Oh,
Marito, I'm so nervous.

- You're gonna be great.
- I don't know how to thank you.

- I really owe you so much.
- No, just a cup of coffee, Sweetie.

- not to question me.

- Go!

Since I know her,
I'm telling you what I think.

It wouldn't be the first
time you fell for her tricks.

- Someone's here.

- I bet it's her. Let's see.
- It's the moment of truth.

- Isabel, open the door.

- Oh, hello. Please, ma'am. Come right in.
- Thank you, dear.

You came, Eloisa.
You're prettier than ever.

Yes, yes. I understand.

I don't have...
- You need to see this.

Okay. I have to go. We'll
catch up later, bye.

Let's go to the big room
where no one can bother us.

- What's that?
- They're from Correa for Perón.

- He says, he'll enjoy having them.
You had me worried.

- Irene was asking for you.
What did you tell her?

The truth, that I had
no idea where you were.

Well, I'm in the dog house.

- And nothing I say seems to work.
- That's marriage, my friend.

- So, shall we go to the room to see this?
- Yeah, sure.

One more thing, why don't you
go and you call your informant?

I need... information
on this guy.

- Uh. Cifuentes.
Aldo Cifuentes.

He is the way to Moori.

- What more?
Do you have a cigarette?

Catch!

Turn the lights off.

It's so weird to
see her with dark hair.

I think this is from
Only the Valiant.

That's where Alcaraz met her.

Alcaraz told her she would
look better as a blonde.

He styled and dyed
her hair for her.

Ah, the night they met.

The fundraiser for the San Juan
earthquake victims at the Luna Park Arena.

Rumor has it, she desperately
wanted to sit next to him.

- Then her life changed.
- It's wasn't really like that.

They already knew each other. The
General told me in the interview.

- Please, tell us what you gonna do?
- Will you still trust us?

You really need not worry,
who else could I trust?

No longer does a man rule my
life. It's ruled by my people.

I'm telling you now, I
have only one love...

England.

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- Do you know anything else?
- Yeah.

Sosa heard that Perón
is coming to the studio.

- Perón?
- Yes!

- Oh, what? Today?
- Well, I don't know.

Apparently, he's going to make
an announcement at Studio two.

Hurry up, I want to see him!

- Good morning.
- Welcome.

- Thank you, you're too kind.
- My General.

Thank you, good
morning. Good morning.

Good morning, how do you
do? Thank you very much.

Good morning. Yes, please.

Nice to meet you.

The Secretary of
Labor and Social Security

summons everyone on Monday.

I'm calling on all cultural
and business leaders...

all representatives...

shall join us...

from all trades and services,
from banking and factories,

those in sports and culture,

from the theater stage
to the movie screens...

I call on all to participate...

to form one...

new commission for a
fund raising campaign

to benefit all the unfortunate
victims of the San Juan earthquake.

My Colonel...

hear that?

It's nothing.

Hear that, she's moving.

It's nothing.

It's the copies that are buried.

This is her, the leech.

- I noticed at once because of the smell.
- All of them smell.

The corpse, the copies.

- They were all treated with chemicals.
- No.

This corpse breathes.

I don't know.

Maybe the embalmer put something
in her insides to oxygenate them.

- Maybe she has a microphone, Colonel.
- Impossible.

The government's doctors took
X-rays. The deceased is intact.

And so...

It is her.

The real her. She's there.

Hear her breathing.

That's just the wind.

COLLECTION FOR THE VICTIMS
OF THE SAN JUAN EARTHQUAKE

They obviously met many
times throughout that campaign.

And he was fascinated by
the way she was committed

to the aid work that she did.

Are you making this
up? Or writing a novel?

I'm just repeating what I
was told by the General.

FOR WORK AND PENSION

Hey!
- Let's go!

All right, it looks good.

- Ma'am, thank you.
- Thank you, dear.

But do you have enough
for your children's food?

We are so much more fortunate
than those people in San Juan

- we'll be just fine.
- Thank you.

- She's so cute.
- Perón's coming! Here comes Perón!

How are you? How are
you doing? Hello.

- It's very crowded, isn't it?
- Thankfully, yes.

I'm honored you chose my box for
your first contribution, Colonel.

A woman with guts.

I like that.

I can imagine the
things we could do

if we had more people like
you in the government.

- Your name is...
- Duarte.

Eva Duarte.

That explains it all!
She's a syndicalist.

I'm merely a worker.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

I admire much of what you're
doing as the Secretary of Labor.

Thank you very much.

Thank you, dear, for helping
out with this tragedy.

I want to help more!

I want to go to San Juan.

That's where they
need helping hands.

I will get along
with people there.

I know their needs
because we speak the same.

It's a very tough, painful
situation back there.

I know.

That doesn't scare me.

Please.

- You won't regret it.
Colonel.

Mrs. Libertad Lamarque
wants to say hello to you.

- Will you come, please? Thanks.
- Yes. Oh, sure.

- Pardon me.
- This way.

Colonel?

- A pleasure.
- Pleasure's mine.

I don't think the leech
is in there, My Colonel.

Stop fooling around, Arancibia!

- I think she's gone, I can't hear her.
- And you never could!

What an imagination!

- Get yourself together.

My Colonel...

Why don't we check if
she's still in there?

You know it, sir.

This is a strange woman. She's
capable of anything, even now.

She's always has been strange.

- Open it.

Be careful.

She's like the moon, look.

- As though she was carved by an artist.
Calm down, Arancibia.

Stay alert.

What are you doing?

Close it now.

Open spaces are bad for her.
Come on. Shh! Be careful.

- Would you look at that?

It
is her, after all.

She has nothing left.

The Spiritual Leader.

The Champion of
the Impoverished.

Lonelier than a dog now.

She wants in...

- And all that's supposed to be dark...
What are you doing?

Practicing a poem I
want to recite tonight.

You think
they'll let us recite poems?

I don't know, but I'll insist.

I've been practicing for
long time, I want to do it.

I love
it when you do that.

I hope it's not one of those
poems that only you like.

- No one understands them.
- No, no.

- This one's short and sweet.
- Oh, will you recite it now?

- No.
- Do it!

- No, tonight.

It's Julio!
- Come in.

I didn't prepare anything.

- Well, you can always improvise.
- Hmm.

- How do I look?
- Ah, beautiful!

- Do I?
- That dress, it drapes so nicely on you.

- Yes.
- And you, my child! Please!

Will you put on
a flashier dress?

Lots of important people are
going to be there tonight.

- Tonight, everybody must see you shine.

But Julio, it's an
important fundraising event!

- Not a day to show off.
- A star shines every day,

- in every single location.

- Well, that's true.
- It's the Luna Park Arena.

No one will notice you
unless you're stunning.

- Ah. This one...

Try it.

- No, I look like a clown.

- Come on! This one's beautiful.

Mm. Let's see.
Try this one. Hmm.

Hmm. No, I don't think so.

- No?
- No, it doesn't work. No.

More for a baptism.

- Perhaps...

this one.

I always thought that
night at the Luna Park Arena

was when they first met.

That's what they
wanted us all to think.

A good part of the country
likes to believe that too.

That she was a bad actor, a
gold-digger, social climber.

That sounds like the
lyrics of a tango.

There's just something about it that
makes the story more... more our own.

So, that night after
that big final event,

there was a chance they
might never meet again.

Yes. But it wasn't like that,

because something happened
that changed everything.

And did he mention that
day during the interview?

No.

Emilio?

It's Rodriguez.

- Yes?

Sorry to interrupt, we're
about to close the edition

- and we need to...
- Mm-hmm. Thanks for letting me know.

- I'll be right there. Thank you.

He's so nosy, he likes to
know everything, doesn't he?

I asked
him to let me know.

- I have to check the closing.
- Go, I'll wait for you.

No, I'm going home afterwards.
They're waiting for me.

- Do you need a ride?
- No, I'll stay here and finish watching.

Leave the key on my desk. Bye.

- Bye.

- Up?
- Yes, thank you.

Could you give me a cigarette?

Yes.

- They're black, though.
- Ah, look.

- I would have never imagined.
- Hmm.

- Have a light?
- Yes.

I'm just leeching.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Take care.
- Thank you.

Colonel!

Colonel!

Colonel!

No one touches anything
until the Colonel sees it!

What's going on?

- What happened?
Come. Look.

What are you looking
at? Behind the pillar!

Stay right there!

What happened?

EVITA LIVES ETERNALLY IN PEACE

I didn't think you'd be interested
in tango, being so young.

- I'm not that young.
- Oh, what does that say about me then?

I know your age.

It's everywhere.

And what is your favorite
tango, if I may ask?

Like Two Strangers.

- Oh, what a song!

Loneliness frightened me

And so did the big fear
Of dying away from you

My heart begged for it

-And so I looked for you
-And so I looked for you

-Thinking you were my salvation
-Thinking you were my salvation

- Great song, indeed.

- I had no idea you're a great singer!
- No, I'm not. Just don't talk about it.

- A soldier singer isn't trustworthy.

Your secret is safe with me.

I guess this is goodbye.

Thank you very much.

I'm not lying when I tell you

this was absolutely the
best night of my life.

Tango included?

Definitely included!

And how are you
getting back home?

With you.

Uh, Colonel...

Thank you for existing.