Santa Evita (2022): Season 1, Episode 7 - Santa Evita - full transcript

Do you
know why you're here?

You tell me.

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Because it’s time
for me to talk.

The mission I intend to
assign you is not easy.

It must be held in secrecy.
You will only report to me.

You, come.

Do you know
what her last wish was?

For no one in the world to
see the extent of her decline.

No one respected that.

The first one to violate that
wish was a dictator!



Hordes of degenerates. They were
groping her for weeks on end.

Fesquet! Take her upstairs.

I had no reason to
respect anything!

- She didn't ask me to!
Colonel, calm down.

Where did
you take Evita?

- Shut your mouth! Shut up!

- Colonel! Where is she?
Don't say her name!

Where did you
take her?

GERMANY, 1957

I bet you're tired, yeah?

Poor saint of mine, my,
how you've been neglected.

Well, I'm taking
care of you now. Hmm?

You'll get some rest.

Good morning.



Good morning.

What's that
thing you have there?

- Radio equipment.
Radio equipment?

Yes, work materials.

Open up, please.

Is that really necessary?

I have my credentials
right here.

I'm a diplomat.

- The man says he's a diplomat.
It doesn't matter.

Open the door.

Help me out.

This isn't radio equipment.

What is this?

Where did you get it?

Uh... in...

In Hamburg, in Bonn...
I don't remember.

Hamburg?

- It's a doll.
- She's well made.

He should tell us who made it.

He's doing
it with the doll.

You may go.

- Thank you.
Have a good time.

- Thank you.
- Sure, have a good time.

Pervert.

Very good, my
saint. Very good.

Well done, my saint.
Well done.

Colonel. Colonel!

- Colonel!
- Colonel!

- Colonel. Colonel.
- Colonel.

Hang on.

- The ambulance is coming.

What is he saying?
That's German, isn't it?

- Yes. He lived there.
- When?

They're here. It's
going to be all right.

We're almost
there. Just keep breathing.

So, this is where it ends.

No.

No.

Only I will know where you are.

No... no. Forgive me.

I'm not saying it.

I'm not saying it.

Do you have any idea
what he's talking about?

I'm not saying it.

Colonel! Colonel!

Colonel.
Can't you go any faster?

Let the doctor
know that patient is in shock.

Okay, copy.

Did you know about this?

- Is it true he buried her in Germany?
- You got what you wanted, let it go.

- Why are you still here?
- Enough secrets. What was he hiding?

- Tell me what you know.
- The colonel just died. Dammit.

Now, show some respect
and let him rest in peace!

What are you doing
here so early?

- Did something happen?
- I found the Colonel.

What did that scum say?

- Does he have her?
- It appears so, but I don't know.

He just passed away.

He just died?

Come, I'll get you a hot
drink. It'll do you good.

There you go.

Thank you.

It’s so weird that there
would be so much urgency

around someone who's
been dead for 19 years.

But after all you've heard,
can't you see how alive she is?

Look, for many of us, even for
those who don't believe in God...

Eva's a saint.

She was a woman of strong
character and conviction,

and profound contradictions too.

But I think...

she became a saint because...

because her death was unfair.

For some people.

That's true.

For others, justice was served.

So, one less problem.

And Moori?

Did he tell you where Evita is?

He buried her
somewhere in Germany.

On his grandparents’ farm.

Well, that makes sense.

- He talked about that place a lot.
- But before he died,

he said some things
I didn't understand.

He asked Eva for forgiveness.

He talked about a truth
that needed to come out.

Do you know what he
could've been talking about?

Mm, no. No, I don't.

Back then, there were many lies.

Guess who was always there,
in the middle of every lie?

A few months ago, they
came to Buenos Aires

and they settled in my house!

They came here looking
for a husband.

- Did they find one?
- No!

How could they possibly
find one? Those two.

They're so ugly, with their
big noses and their warts.

Julito...

wait outside for a bit,
please. I want to get dressed.

- You have to tell me first! Every time...
- Colonel...

- Are we clear?
- Uh... Apologies.

The lady said she'd get
dressed and come right out,

but it's been a while.

How long has it been?

Twenty minutes, half an hour. I
knocked, but she didn't answer.

- Ma'am, are you there?

Ma'am?

There she is.

She has a terrible
fever. It's bad.

Be careful. Slowly. Slowly. Be
careful. Come on, let's get her up.

We have to tell the doctor.

Ma'am, slowly.

- Oh, I'm fine.
- Take it easy, ma'am.

This way.

- Get the doctor. Please. Please...
- No, don't call anyone.

I'm fine.

What are you three staring at?

Get out, I have to get dressed.

Julio, stay.

Help me get dressed this time.

Yes.

Comrades. Ladies. Welcome.

Thank you. Thank you for
having us all, ma'am.

What are you saying, Correa?
We see each other every week.

But this meeting is different.

Alongside our trade
union comrades,

and the comrades of the
Women's Peronist Party,

who have been in touch with us,

we present to you an initiative
that we hope gets your approval.

What is it about?

The vice presidency.

We're convinced.
You're the ideal person

to complete the presidential
ticket alongside President Perón.

- I'm very flattered...
Then, please, ma'am. Say yes.

Of course, you'll have the
unconditional vote of the workers.

- Isn't that right, comrades?
Yes, of course.

My dear comrades, I really thank
you from the bottom of my heart.

But the only one who can
make that decision is Perón.

Good morning,
Mr. President.

Good morning, how
are you? Good morning.

Good morning. Have a seat, please. What
a surprise, so many familiar faces.

Marino, Correa, Celia,
Rosa. Perfect attendance.

What's this meeting
about, darling?

They wish to launch my
candidacy for vice president.

What did you tell them?

That I won't move a finger
without your authorization.

- And they believed you?

Why is everybody asking
me the same thing lately?

It looks like there's
a fever outbreak.

How could I oppose the
will of so many comrades?

How do you do that?

Well, thank you for coming.
It's always a pleasure.

Julito, please.

Who snitched on them?

No one.

I just came to see you,
to see how you were.

And?

What do you think?

It's too soon to think anything.

- Whose side are you on, Juan?

I shouldn't have
to tell you by now.

If you nominate me, everybody
will do whatever you want.

No, that's not true.

You're the most important
man in the country.

No, don't get it twisted, darling.
I'm just the president, nothing more.

Cut the crap, Juan.

I know damn well how this works.

You taught me.

Then I must not have
been a good teacher.

You see, that's not how
things get done in politics.

I can't nominate you
because you're my wife.

So, that's why I
can't be a candidate?

No, that's not what I said. I
said that I can't nominate you.

The unions and the
base are asking for it!

I know. I'm telling you,
just let them go with it.

And let them all ask
for it. We won't do it.

We will just smile. We won't do
anything, everyone else does.

Understand?

So...

- My darling, you have a fever.
- Don't change the subject.

Did you eat today?

Let's keep talking about...

You have to eat or you’ll faint
again, please. Did you see a doctor?

You are impossible.

- Call Moori.

She wasn't getting any
better, so they performed a surgery.

They told her it was a minor
procedure, and that it went well.

And she'd be back on her feet
in a few days. That's all.

My darling!
Everything went just fine.

Unfortunately,
the illness has spread

and overtaken many organs.

What does that mean, doctor?

It's quite serious.

Just tell me.

Unfortunately, she doesn't
have much time left to live.

It's imperative that no
one knows about this, doctor.

Especially not my wife.

Of course.

Excuse me.

If the rumor spreads...

I'll know it was you.

Thankfully, she... It
didn't take her too long...

to realize the scum that he was.
She ended up kicking him out.

What are you doing?

- Since when have you been spying on me?
- Uh, it's nothing.

I was just… I was about
to take out the trash.

Get out of here now! I never
want to see your face again!

It's hard to get through.

You'd better get off and
walk towards the corner.

Sure. Okay.

Eva! Eva! Eva!

Eva! Eva! Eva!

Excuse me.

Oh, it's you.

Come here. I'm glad you came.

Come, fix my bun.
I want it tighter.

- How's everyone doing outside?
- They're fine, just fine.

Politics is bullshit.

They never give
you what's yours.

If you're a woman, it's worse.

They look down on you.

You have to fight for every win
and still, they look down on you.

They left me alone.

I get lonelier every day.

No, you are not alone.

Out there, there are millions of
people who came just to see you.

They might not see me.

I may not come back.

I may not talk to them.

Why should I bother? I
don't even know what to say.

Ma'am, I've seen you
like this more than once.

You're just nervous.

When you get on the balcony,

- you'll forget about everything.
- What could I forget?

When no one speaks clearly.

Except for the poor people.
They might understand.

For the others, I
need a dictionary.

I told him I wasn’t coming.

But then I thought...

this council is all mine.

I earned it.

I deserve it.

I'm not leaving it.

Eva! Eva!

THE NATION'S TICKET

The people really wanted her
to accept the vice presidency.

But she didn't.

Comrades, for the love
that unites us, I beg of you...

I ask you, please...

don't make me do what
I don't want to do.

When has Evita let you down? When
has Evita not done what you wanted?

Like General Perón says, "I'll
do what the people want."

Night came, and no
one would leave.

They wanted to hear her accept.

I'll get you some
tea, all right?

Come back. Don't leave me alone.

My darling?

Eva!

We need to talk.

Of course we need to talk.

I beg you, please…

no more arguing.

Listen to me.

In a moment, the party will
officially proclaim your candidacy.

And you will reject it
immediately. Is that clear?

Absolutely not.

I will accept if they
want me as the candidate.

I won't be pressured by the bastards who
convinced you to push me to reject it.

I will not.

You know damn well that I'm
not intimidated by the priests,

the oligarchs, or the fucking
military. I'm not scared of them, Juan.

You better tell them that
if I'm not on the ticket,

they might as well not put anyone.
They're not fucking me over.

Don't be so stubborn, dear. The
sooner you quit, the better.

Why can't you support me?

What do you need me to explain? You
know how things are, and so do I.

No.

No.

At this time, I don't know.

Fine by me.

Okay, then. Just
don't improvise. Hmm?

Prepare a short speech and
resign without explanations.

You son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch! You're
the worst of them!

I didn't want the candidacy! You
could've shoved it up your ass!

But I came this far
because you wanted me to!

You brought me to the
ballroom. Now watch me dance.

I'll speak on the radio
tomorrow and I will accept.

And neither you nor
anyone else will stop me.

You don't understand.

Your cancer will
stop you, darling.

Because you're
going to die soon.

And there's no
getting around it.

I wish to tell the Argentine
people about my irrevocable...

and definitive decision
to turn down the honor

which the workers have graced me
with on this council on August 22nd.

I declare that this decision comes from
the deepest part of my conscience...

- Which is why it's totally mine.

And carries all the strength
of my absolute will.

You think I'll
look good in that?

Don't make me laugh.

I don't know. I think that
if we tone it down a bit,

it might just work.

- Let's see...
- You're funny, Julio.

This one, look.

My darling.

Come, sit down.

You need to rest, why
don't we go to the bedroom?

I need to see you.

We haven't seen
each other for days.

Excuse me.

- You've gained weight.
- Oh, sure.

They're not feeding you
well. Sit down, come on.

You had a fever last night.

You were delirious.

We have to do what
the doctors say.

So you can get better.

You know that's not
happening, don't you?

- The doctors say...
- They are lying, Juan.

As if I don't know
how I'm doing.

As if I don't know myself.

I know very well who I am.

I'm nothing.

I was nothing.

Until I met you.

You let me be all I
ever wanted to be.

I couldn't do more because
I didn't have the time.

Rushing things made me sick.

- I'm sorry.

Don't cry, darling.
Stop crying. Don't cry.

I need to tell
you that I was very happy.

Forgive me, please, Juan.

Will you do me a favor?

Anything you want.

Don't abandon my people.

The ones licking your boots
will double-cross you.

But not the poor.

The poor are the
only loyal ones.

There's just one thing
I'll never forgive you for.

Getting married again?

Get married as many times as you
want. That's better for me.

It’ll make you realize the
kind of woman you lost.

I don't want to be
forgotten, Juan.

Please, don't let
them forget about me.

No one will ever
forget about you, my darling.

Promise me.

Don't worry, they
won't forget about you.

How's is it going?

Look who's here.

Is anyone going to stop you?

- Are you crazy or just stupid?

Who is this guy and
what does he want?

The same as you. He wants to know
where the colonel buried the whore.

- What are you saying?
Stop!

That scum
didn't keep anything!

I was the last to see her, man.

When the army expelled
Moori Koenig...

and he was sent to Germany, Colonel
Corominas took over the case.

He summoned us again.

We are the only two standing.

Gentlemen.

From the copies of the body
that came out of the CGT,

there's only one left, and
it's this one before you.

What happened to
the other copies?

One has been long lost

and I know that the navy
buried the other in Lisbon.

Each of you will be in charge
of one part of the mission.

You'll be taking the coffin
with the real body to Italy.

And you will go to Germany,
answering to Moori Koenig's request.

Excuse me,
the Colonel's request?

Yes. He's threatening us. He wants
us to bring to him the corpse.

We're giving him the
last copy we have.

Dr. Ara came a few days ago. He
examined the body from head to toe.

He discovered a small, star-shaped
mark. Almost unnoticeable.

He said it was done
once she was embalmed.

The Colonel must've done it.

Which is why we are going to
make the same mark on the copy.

Go ahead.

Hello?

- Perfect, thank you.

Moori's been informed of the
trip and is waiting for her.

Swap the coffin.

You'll go as Giorgio
Magistris. Italian citizen.

You'll take the
real body by ship.

We'll say it's your dead wife
whom you're taking back to Italy.

You'll get off in Genoa,
then head straight to Milan.

There you’ll be
contacted by the people

who'll make sure that the
lady stays in a safe place.

- Done!

You're saying...

the corpse is in Milan.

Not for long.

As we speak, Colonel Coromina must
be arriving at the Milan Cemetery.

Will you return
the body to Perón?

As agreed upon.

Start filming.

EVITA'S BODY SPENT THREE MORE
YEARS IN AN ATTIC IN SPAIN.

LEGEND HAS IT THAT LÓPEZ
REGA, PERÓN'S ASSISTANT,

PERFORMED RITUALS ON THE
BODY TO PASS EVA'S CHARISMA

ONTO THE BODY OF PERÓN'S
LAST WIFE, ISABEL MARTÍNEZ.

THE BODY WAS TAKEN TO ARGENTINA
IN 1974, WHEN PERÓN DIED.

EVITA RESTS TODAY AT
THE RECOLETA CEMETERY

IN THE DUARTE FAMILY
MAUSOLEUM, 20 FEET UNDERGROUND,

COVERED WITH A METAL PLAQUE.

EVITA! ETERNAL IN
YOUR PEOPLE'S HEARTS.

Eva! Eva! Eva! Eva!

Eva! Eva! Eva! Eva! Eva!