COLONEL KOENIG: Do you know why you're here?
You tell me.
PREVIOUSLY ON
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.
MARIANO: Do you know what her last wish was?
For no one in the world to see the extent of her decline.
MARIANO: No one respected that.
The first one to violate that wish was a dictator! (GRUNTS)
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! -CIFUENTES: Colonel, calm down.
MARIANO: Where did you take Evita?
-Shut your mouth! Shut up! -(GROANS)
-Colonel! Where is she? -COLONEL KOENIG: Don't say her name!
Where did you take her? (GROANS)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(BODY THUDS)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(VOCALIZING)
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.
(CAR ENGINE STOPS)
(IN GERMAN) Good morning.
Good morning.
GUARD 1: What's that thing you have there?
-Radio equipment. -GUARD 1: Radio equipment?
Yes, work materials.
GUARD 1: Open up, please.
Is that really necessary?
I have my credentials right here.
I'm a diplomat.
-The man says he's a diplomat. -GUARD 2: It doesn't matter.
Open the door.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(METAL CLANKING)
GUARD 1: Help me out.
(EXHALES)
This isn't radio equipment.
What is this?
Where did you get it?
Uh... in...
In Hamburg, in Bonn... I don't remember.
GUARD 1: Hamburg?
-It's a doll. -She's well made.
He should tell us who made it.
(LAUGHS) He's doing it with the doll.
(LAUGHS)
-(CAR TRUNK SLAMS) -GUARD 1: You may go.
-Thank you. -GUARD 2: Have a good time.
-Thank you. -Sure, have a good time.
(LAUGHS) Pervert.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CAR ENGINE REVVING)
(LAUGHS)
Very good, my saint. Very good.
Well done, my saint. Well done. (CHUCKLES)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDING)
Colonel. Colonel!
-Colonel! -Colonel!
-Colonel. Colonel. -Colonel.
(GRUNTS)
Hang on.
-(GRUNTS) -The ambulance is coming.
(AMBULANCE SIREN BLARING)
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.
(GRUNTS)
(AMBULANCE SIREN BLARES)
CIFUENTES: We're almost there. Just keep breathing.
(COUGHS)
(GRUNTING)
(MUTTERS IN GERMAN)
(GRUNTS)
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTS)
(COUGHS)
(HICCUPS)
(SIGHS)
So, this is where it ends.
(SHUSHES) No.
No. (SHUSHES)
Only I will know where you are.
(KISSES)
(EERIE MUSIC FADES)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(AMBULANCE SIREN WAILING)
No... no. Forgive me.
I'm not saying it.
Do you have any idea what he's talking about?
COLONEL KOENIG: I'm not saying it.
(COUGHS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(WOMAN SINGING IN GERMAN)
(COUGHS)
(WOMAN SINGING IN GERMAN)
(MAN SINGING IN GERMAN)
(SINGS IN GERMAN)
(SPEAKING IN GERMAN)
-(SPEAKER DISTORTS) -(SPEAKS IN GERMAN)
(BOTH SHOUTING IN GERMAN)
(SHOUTING CONTINUES)
-(THUNDER RUMBLING) -(RAIN PATTERS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC RISES)
(GROANS)
MARIANO: Colonel! Colonel!
CIFUENTES: Colonel. Can't you go any faster?
PARAMEDIC: Let the doctor know that patient is in shock.
HOSPITAL EMPLOYEE: Okay, copy.
(AMBULANCE SIREN WAILING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC FADES)
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?
(CHUCKLES)
Look, for many of us, even for those who don't believe in God...
Eva's a saint.
(SIGHS)
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. (CHUCKLES)
-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.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
-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.
-(KNOCKING ON DOOR) -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.
(EXHALES)
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... -CORREA: Then, please, ma'am. Say yes.
Of course, you'll have the unconditional vote of the workers.
-Isn't that right, comrades? -CROWD: 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.
RENZI: Good morning, Mr. President.
JUAN: 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.
JUAN: What did you tell them?
That I won't move a finger without your authorization.
-And they believed you? -(CROWD LAUGHING)
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.
(DOOR OPENS)
Who snitched on them?
JUAN: 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.
-(SIGHS) Whose side are you on, Juan? -(DOG YAPS)
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...
-(KISSES) 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.
-(DOOR CLOSES) -Call Moori.
JULIO: 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.
JUAN: My darling! Everything went just fine.
(KISSES)
DOCTOR: Unfortunately, the illness has spread
and overtaken many organs.
What does that mean, doctor?
It's quite serious.
Just tell me.
DOCTOR: Unfortunately, she doesn't have much time left to live.
JUAN: It's imperative that no one knows about this, doctor.
Especially not my wife.
DOCTOR: Of course.
Excuse me.
If the rumor spreads...
I'll know it was you.
(SOBS)
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!
(SIGHS)
(CROWD CHANTING IN SPANISH)
It's hard to get through.
You'd better get off and walk towards the corner.
Sure. Okay.
(CROWD CHANTING IN SPANISH)
CROWD: Eva! Eva! Eva!
Eva! Eva! Eva!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Excuse me.
EVA: Oh, it's you.
Come here. I'm glad you came.
Come, fix my bun. I want it tighter.
(CHAIR SCRAPES, THUDS)
(CROWD CHEERING IN THE DISTANCE)
-How's everyone doing outside? -They're fine, just fine.
(TOOLS CLATTERING)
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.
JULIO: 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.
(CROWD CHEERING)
CROWD: Eva! Eva!
THE NATION'S TICKET
(CROWD CHEERS)
The people really wanted her to accept the vice presidency.
But she didn't.
(CROWD CHEERS)
EVA: 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."
(CROWD CHEERS)
Night came, and no one would leave.
They wanted to hear her accept.
(DOOR OPENS)
I'll get you some tea, all right?
Come back. Don't leave me alone.
(PANTS)
JUAN: My darling?
Eva!
(SIGHS) We need to talk.
EVA: 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.
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.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(BED CREAKS)
EVA: 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...
-(SPEAKER DISTORTS) -...which is why it's totally mine.
And carries all the strength of my absolute will.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
EVA: You think I'll look good in that?
(SCOFFS) 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.
(CHUCKLES) 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.
(SIGHS)
As if I don't know how I'm doing.
(JUAN SIGHS)
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.
-(JUAN SHUSHES) -(SOBBING) I'm sorry.
Don't cry, darling. Stop crying. Don't cry.
(SOBBING) I need to tell you that I was very happy.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
Forgive me, please, Juan.
(SNIFFLES)
Will you do me a favor?
JUAN: 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.
-JUAN: Getting married again? -(CHUCKLES)
Get married as many times as you want. (KISSES) That's better for me.
It’ll make you realize the kind of woman you lost.
(KISSES, SNIFFLES)
I don't want to be forgotten, Juan.
Please, don't let them forget about me.
JUAN: No one will ever forget about you, my darling.
Promise me.
Don't worry, they won't forget about you.
(KISSES)
(SOMBER MUSIC FADES)
(TOILET FLUSHING)
(GROANS)
GALARZA: How's is it going?
(DOOR CREAKS)
-(BODY THUDS) -GALARZA: Look who's here.
Is anyone going to stop you?
-Are you crazy or just stupid? -(GROANS)
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? -FESQUET: Stop!
GALARZA: 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.
GALARZA: He summoned us again.
We are the only two standing.
COLONEL COROMINA: 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.
(GRUNTS) 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.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
COLONEL COROMINA: Hello?
-Perfect, thank you. -(TELEPHONE CLATTERS)
Moori's been informed of the trip and is waiting for her.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
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.
(MUSIC BUILDING)
-(MEN GROAN) -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.
(CROWD CLAMORS)
(SHOUTING IN ITALIAN)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(CAR ENGINE REVVING)
Start filming.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC FADES)
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.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
CROWD: Eva! Eva! Eva! Eva!
Eva! Eva! Eva! Eva! Eva!
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES)