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there's nowhere safer than here.

Where were you?
I've been waiting for hours.

We're going to miss the flight.

Irene, no. I can't leave like this.
I need a few days.

- Then we can go wherever you want.
- You're crazy!

-Eduardo, is that you?

- Major?

MILITARY OFFICER:
What are you gonna tell them?

It was a sad accident.

El Loco thought his wife was a burglar
and shot her.

My darling.

Juan.

What's happening here is very important.

- And we're a part of it.

This way.

Follow me.

This way.

It's a new device,
do you know how to use it?

- Of course, I do. Yes.
- Perfect.

You may start your projection.

If you have the negatives
of The Prodigal Woman, burn them.

Don't worry about it.
No one will say a word.

- Are you a Perónist?
-Ma'am.

I don't see the Perón's badge
on your lapel.

- You're probably not a Perónist.
- Yes.

Ma'am, how could I not be a Perónist?

Don't call me ma'am.

- Call me Evita.

Where do you live?

You know the Rialto Cinema?
In Palermo?

I have a very small room there.
Just behind the stage.

I live there with my wife
and my beautiful little girl.

You're getting a new house on me.

Are you serious, really?

- Come by the foundation one day.
-Will they let me in?

Just like that, ma'am?

Tell them Evita asked to see you.

They'll let you in, you'll see.

GOODBYE

REPUBLIC OF ARGENTINA DEATH

CIVIL REGISTRATION

Hello?

-Vázquez?
- Correa, yes.

-Can you write something down?
- Yeah, yeah, sure.

I have a place
where you can find Cifuentes.

I'm writing.

Four-three-two-four
Córdoba Avenue.

- Uh-huh.
-We'll be in touch.

Very good.

It's here? Let me see that.

Thank you.

Emilio?

Yes?

- Mariano was in your office this morning.
- Son of a bitch.

Listen to me,
are you out of your mind, you prick?

Snooping around my office!

- Mariano, I've already told you.

It's over for you. Enough is enough.

You know I'm not gonna listen to you.

Where are you going? I'm talking to you.

I'm very busy. I have a lot of work to do.

All right, then. Keep it up.
Let it blow on your face.

- I can't stop you, can I?
- You gave me this assignment.

Don't make a scene.
Just suck it up, already Emilio.

- Do you know how Irene felt when she left?
- Bet. I bet she was sad. How else?

She'd hasn't cried like that,
even when her mom died.

She'll be fine, she's strong.

- It's not important?
- Of course, it's important.

Didn't even think about calling her
in Madrid to ask her for anything, hmm?

Where are you staying?

Mariano!

Those bastards will detect us
the second we enter the regiment.

Which is why
we can't go back there.

Burying her is not an option, Cifuentes!

- Don't insist with that!
- I'm not insisting.

I've been thinking about this,
I could have the ideal location for her.

We must put her in a different box
so she slips by unnoticed.

Eh?

THE BEAST FROM HELL

It still belongs to my family.
It's all we could preserve.

Perfect. It's perfect, Tom Thumb.

She'll be better hidden here,
for everyone to see in plain sight.

And she's going back
to her old love, the cinema.

Well, she did come to Buenos Aires,
looking to star in a movie?

- Now, she'll be in all of them.

- Let's go.
- Come on, guys! Come, on!

-Over here.

This way.

Be careful with the top.

Here, here.

- No, no, no.

Isn't there somewhere else to put it?

No, no, no. This is the only place.
I live here with my daughter.

-How old is your daughter?
- She's seven years old.

Who else has access? Anyone?

Just me, sir.

Okay.

She stays here, then.

Any weird occurrences, you let us know.

What kind of occurrence, could it be?

This is a military operation.

Keep that in mind.

Be very careful!

Follow my orders only!

- Yes, sir.
- Don't do anything without my instruction.

- Understood?
- Yes, sir.

Colonel.

Come here a second, please.

- Leave it. Leave it.

Come closer, Chino.

Come.

Come on.

Look.

Don't you know her?

- Yes, sir.
-You'll take care of her.

Yes, sir.

I hope it has a garden.

Yes. I hope it's ours, so we can move out.

Oh, to have our own house.
Under our name!

Will they give you the keys?
And the property title?

- I suppose so, both things. Yeah.
- Yes.

- When are we going?
- No, no. I'm going. I'm going.

- Ah.
- You're going to Temperley

- with your folks. Eh? Aren't you?

I guess,
I'll still be here early afternoon. Eh?

- I'm sure I'll know more by then.

- What's the matter? What?
-Hold on.

What?

There.

Oh, yes, it's very cold.

Excuse me, want a bitter one?

- Yes.

- Thanks. You're so good.
- You're welcome.

-Will it take much longer?
-I don't think so.

-Have you been waiting a long time?
-Oh, not today.

It's our third time here
and we still haven't seen Evita.

-Will they see us, today?
-Yes.

She promised me a pretty house, you know.

- A house?
- No kidding?

- Eat, honey, for you
-Yeah, she did.

-First time, ma'am?
- First time? No way.

It's my fourth time here.

- Me too. We're all coming in today.
-May God hear you!

-Thank goodness, its open.
-Yes!

Finally!

How to thank you?
May God bless you also.

And you as well.

-Thank you very much.
- Thank you for coming. Hello.

Pardon me for bothering you, Colonel.

But I have something urgent
you need to see.

- It's information about Renzi, the butler.
- What did he do?

Try and guess who he visited.

Good morning, Mrs. Juana.

Good for you, Colonel.

Have you come to see me?

Who else, ma'am?

I hope you brought the passports
that you promised me.

We want to leave as soon as we can,
we're suffocating.

- That's not what I came for.

- Passports are not that simple.
- Then why are you here?

- What do you want?
- I'm just...

Good morning, ma'am.

I'm here for something
concerning your daughter.

- I know she was taken from the CGT.
- Mm-hmm.

I was told by Dr. Ara.

Give the body to me, Colonel.

The moment I have the passports,
I'll take her away.

That's not possible.

What I can do is...

Rush your exit out of the country.

I just need you to... give me the papers.

What papers?

The ones Renzi gave you this morning.
You have to give them to me.

I still haven't had time to look at them.

- I'm not giving them to you.
- Mm.

You know what, Colonel?
Act like they don't exist.

Ma'am.

Your other daughters are home.

- Go.

I said "Go."

He couldn't find a better way
to show me his love.

And now I'm certain he chose the purest,

and the greatest way to tell me.

When I'm ready to express to him,
my love as a woman,

and express it, permanently,

I can't seem
to find a purer, bigger way...

- ...than to offer him a little of my life.

Don't cry, Delia.

Neither you nor your husband
will lack anything, I promise.

-Thank you, ma'am.
- Maria. Come.

Stop what you're doing,
make sure you find her husband

an appointment for his prosthesis.

- But it's just...
- No buts. Go. Here.

I can't thank you enough.

What I'm giving you isn't mine,
no need to thank me.

God bless you.

FEMALE VISITOR 1:
Please, she has to see me first.

Please! She has to listen to me.
Please, listen to me.

- Who are you?
- Ma'am.

The house you gave us,
they took it from us.

You gave me a house,
and an employee from here took it from me.

Is that so? Who was it?

Him.

- You took her house from her?
- No! No, ma'am. No.

I gave her a smaller apartment,

because she was alone,
and with three rooms...

You had no right, Choco.

- You didn't ask permission, either.
- Please. Ma'am, forgive me.

Who gave you the house you owned?

-You did, ma'am.
- It was Perón!

Now, he's taking it.

Give the comrade her house back,
immediately.

- And where do I go?
- You can go screw yourself.

Which is what you should've always done.
Next in line.

FEMALE VISITOR 1:
Thank you, ma'am. Thank you.

Hello. What do you need?

You don't remember me?

Ma'am, I'm afraid
there's been an accident.

- An accident?
-Yes, a train.

It derailed while entering Constitucion.
You have to come with us.

-We're uncovering the bodies.
- Let's go, then.

Please.

Take notes of everything
the comrades need.

- I'll see you tomorrow,

I don't know if I'm coming back today.

We've been coming
for three days, please!

FEMALE VISITOR 3:
I've been waiting for days!

I just need someone to listen to me.

I'm cold.

THE LADY OF LIBERTY

What's going on?

I'm so sorry.

Uh. Where's Lidia?

She was on the train, Chino.

- Her neck was broken in the accident.

- Yolanda?
- Your girl...

The girl is all right, Chino.

- She's perfectly fine.

One of the doctors said
your wife had no time to suffer.

- It all happened so fast.

Where is she? Where is she?

MALE THEATRE STAFF:
They took her to the Argerich.

Your in-laws are with her
awaiting the autopsy results.

It's here.

Yes, that's her.

- I'm so sorry.

Astorga, Lidia.

- She was your wife?
- Mm-hmm.

- I see you're a Perónist.

José Nemecio Astorga.

- Yolanda is your daughter.
- Yes.

You don't have to worry about her future.

The General will pay
for your daughter’s education.

When you start to feel better,
stop by the foundation.

Tell them what happened.
Tell them Evita asked to see you.

- I'm sorry.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

- The show's already started.
- I didn't come for the show,

I'm looking for Aldo.
Aldo Cifuentes, the owner.

Ah! You his friend?

No, I'm a journalist.
I write about cinema.

I'm writing a piece
about long-lasting theaters.

Hmm.

Uh. He doesn't really come here
very often.

Maybe if you give me your phone number,
I'll tell him to get in touch.

That's unfortunate, it's urgent.
You see, I'm about to go abroad.

I need some information.

Have you worked here for long?

A few years, yes.
Ever since Chino Astorga retired.

He was the projectionist in charge

- for many years.
- Uh-huh.

- Do you know where I can find him?

Thank you.

Come in.

Dad died last summer,
but tell me, how can I help you?

My husband's in the other room.
If he's not here, no one enters.

He's smart,
you can't trust anyone nowadays.

Sit down.

What do you want to ask?

Uh. Where to start? Em...

In 1955, between November and December,
you were pretty young, huh?

I was seven years old.
But I've always looked older.

Right, um, this will seem odd but, um...

Do you remember if there was a trunk
delivered to the theater?

- It was about five feet long?

Did your father tell you
anything about it?

Yes.
Oh, how could I ever forget?

The poupee.

The Poupee?

They brought her late one night,
after the final screening.

Me and my dad, we trusted each other.
We told each other everything.

Yolanda.

Don't go near that trunk.

It has a doll inside.

The theater's owner bought her in Europe.

But he will give it
to his granddaughter for Christmas.

It's an expensive doll, Yoly.

And we can't let anyone know
that it's here.

Because they will want to steal it.

I was crazy about dolls,
I'll tell you that.

But you never actually did see
the big doll, did you?

Yes.

One afternoon,
I learned to open the fittings.

That was the first time I saw my poupee.

She was the most beautiful doll
in the world.

Um...

How long was she there?

Oh, I'd say, three or four weeks.
I really don't know.

- What are you doing here, Yolanda?
- Don't scold me, Papi. I'm just playing.

How many times have I told you
not to play in here?

- Go to your room.
- Please, don't take my doll away.

- Get out of here! Go!
- Please, Papi!

-Don't take my doll away.
- Shut up!

Go to your room, right now, Yolanda!

I fell ill
with a fever of over 104 degrees.

While I was delirious,

I kept asking
whether he had taken my poupée away.

She's right where you left her.

Was she taken that same night?

No.

It was worse.

Papi sent me right away with the people
of the furniture store, around the block.

I was suffering,
from not knowing what was going on.

YOLANDA'S HUSBAND:
When are we eating, Yoly?

Five minutes more!

So, by the time you came back,
the trunk wasn't there anymore.

No.

They'd taken her.

I was so upset! I really loved my doll.

- The same way you love a person.
- Because she was a real person.

-Who?
- Your poupee wasn't a big doll.

It was an embalmed woman.

What are you saying? Just what I needed.

I opened the door out of curiosity.
Leave me alone. Please go!

You knew that woman.

You'd seen her in photos.

- Try to remember.
- What woman?

What photos?

Your poupee was Evita.

Eva Perón.

I want you to get out!

How can you think
that my doll was a dead woman?

Patri! Come here, right now! Patri!

Please!

Who the hell are you?
Answer me, you bastard!

I'm a journalist. A journalist.

You're the one who came earlier.

The ticket seller told me
you come every now and then.

You spoke with Adela, right?

Yes.

What do you want?

Moori Koenig. I want to ask him
about the corpse of Eva.

I know she spent a month here,
at your theater.

And that she was taken
when the candles and flowers appeared.

You seem to know a lot.

- How did you find that out?
- Where did they take her?

Was she buried?

Well, the only one who knows
is the Colonel.

Tell him I want to see him.

Do you know how many
have wanted to see him, already?

Has he told anyone?

No. That truth is all he has.

Tell him about me.
Tell him that I have questions for him.

- I just want to talk to him.

- Take my card.

Ask him to give me a call.

You snitch!

Come on, it's not that big a deal.

- Hello?
-Hello.

- Surprised?

Actually, yes.

Avenue De Mayo, 1243.

Can you come now?

Twenty minutes.

How are you, Vázquez? Come in.

This way.