Santita (2026) s01e04 Episode Script

-[rhythmic beeping]
-[dreamy music playing]
[seabirds calling]
["El Bombón Asesino"
by Ninel Conde playing]
[Santita exhales]
[roulette ball rolling]
[bell ringing]
[wolf whistling]
[clattering]
[soundscape fades]
[alarm sounding]
NATIONAL BANK
500 PESOS
[soundscape gradually becomes clearer]
["El Bombón Asesino" continues]
[Alejandro] Mari!
[music softens]
Mari!
[wolf whistles]
Oh, stop it.
You look pretty good
for someone who's sick, ya know?
[women chattering indistinctly]
[Alejandro] Is that supposed
to be a compliment?
I can start coughing if you need proof.
Go ahead.
What's up, Mari?
What are you doing here?
Well, there's this guy
who won't stop writing me.
-Oh, there is, huh?
-Oh yeah.
Poor you.
And I thought the best way
to get him off my back
was just to show up here.
Yeah. I'd say
that's an effective way to do it.
Maybe call your wife?
-[Alejandro] No.
-No, really.
She was in my office, you know,
freaking out because she thought
you and I were together.
Nothing gets by her. She's intuitive.
Mm. Glad you noticed.
Call her. Come on.
As long as you stay.
[Santita] We'll see.
[outgoing call tone]
[Alejandro] Ceci, hey.
What's going on?
Uh, come on. Don't yell, Ceci.
Well, I… No, I just needed
to be alone for a while.
I need to think and also clear my head.
Scuba dive and…
No, I'm not telling you where.
-No. I promise I'm fine.
-[Santita sighs]
[Alejandro] Okay, we'll talk soon. Bye.
I had no idea you were such a good liar.
I didn't lie to her.
I just didn't tell the whole truth.
So you came to be alone?
[chuckles softly] Alone with you.
[intriguing music playing]
When we were together,
you never cooked anything.
The only thing you could do is make toast,
and even then it was burnt.
[chuckles] Well,
I finally got my act together.
-Now I'm a helluva catch.
-Yeah. I bet.
It's true. I learned to cook
and to sew and garden.
I can do, uh, mechanics.
I've become a jack-of-all-trades.
-Oh, yeah?
-Yup.
-Can you fix my legs?
-[chuckles]
-Perhaps not.
-[both chuckle]
-[Santita] Hi there.
-Hello, how's it going?
[Santita] The gentleman claims
he can cook.
-Ah. Very good. Hello.
-[Alejandro] Hi.
Your husband seems like
he has high standards.
You're telling me.
Sometimes I have to iron his underwear.
Oh, really?
Well, if that's the worst of it,
you're in a good spot. And fortunate.
Yes, yes. I'm very fortunate.
-[Alejandro] I'll just grab this. Thanks.
-Very good. Perfect.
[Santita] You got cash on you?
Let's see.
-[Alejandro chuckles]
-[Santita] Nicely done.
Here. For your children.
-[Santita] Oh.
-[chuckling] Children? Wow. Thanks.
The grandparents are taking care
of the kids this week.
-[vendor] That's nice.
-Ah, yes.
The missus and I needed some time alone,
right? Just the two of us?
-We're on our second honeymoon.
-Congratulations.
-Making up for the first time, right?
-Yes. That's right. Exactly!
Thanks for your help.
Have a good one. Let's go.
[romantic music playing]
Of course you had to choose
a house with stairs.
Well, you were a last-minute addition,
so there was no time
to make any adjustments.
-[chuckles]
-Here. Um, can I help you up?
All right.
If you hadn't left me,
I never would've gotten so buff
and been able to do this.
-Please. You were buff when I left you.
-Not as buff!
-See this? I'm carrying you with ease.
-That's perfect.
-Huh? Not bad.
-Well done! Very impressive, sir.
-[Alejandro] You're good?
-Perfect. I'll tip you later.
["Ya No Vivo Por Vivir" playing]
[Santita] So, what's this incredible dish
you're preparing for me, chef?
Oh well, this is my specialty.
Fish curry with watermelon.
Ooh, that does sound…
-Delicious?
-I was gonna say bizarre.
-Perhaps disastrous.
-Don't knock it till you try it.
Actually, you've had this before.
I made it for you years ago, remember?
I'm pretty sure you said the same thing.
But come on. The kids love it.
-Oh, yes. Our kids.
-Yes, them.
-[Santita] Uh-huh.
-Seriously.
No, because as far as I'm aware,
our kids don't actually like curry.
Our kids are Mexican.
They can't get enough of it.
Hm? They love the heat!
Plus, our little Teresita has been
so hard to read these past few years.
Because she's so easily influenced
by… Archibaldo.
[chuckling] Archibaldo?
He's got his hooks in her, does he?
Well, older brothers do
carry a lot of sway.
You know what's always felt weird to me?
We obviously named Teresita after…
well, after your mother.
-Obviously.
-May she rest in peace.
But why Archibaldo for our strapping boy?
Well, you never ever really called him
by his name. No, you called him…
-Go on.
-You called him Raccoon, remember?
-Yeah, that was it. Raccoon.
-Mm. The Raccoon.
The Raccoon, obviously.
And you called him that because…
Well, because he's been sneaking around
and has those dark circles
under his eyes like his father.
Exactly. You got it. Oh, and I forgot
to tell you the other day.
-Or wait, did I tell you? I did, right?
-What?
About your earrings? Oh, maybe I didn't.
-The Raccoon wanted to play pirate.
-[Santita] Mm.
He stole them and buried them.
Like some buried treasure, I guess.
But he forgot where he put them.
He felt so guilty when he told me.
Poor kid.
So I said, "Don't worry about it, Son.
We'll make it up to your mother somehow."
So we both went to, um…
Well, I brought him on my trip to Mexico,
and we searched far and wide
and found these beautiful little earrings.
And then, our wonderful kid, our son,
he went into our room and put them
on the nightstand on your side of the bed.
I think we should stop playing this game.
Well, that's perfect.
Because I think this is pretty much ready.
-Great.
-Let's see.
-Oh, yeah. Perfect.
-I'm ready for it.
-Hang on, here it comes.
-So this recipe…
You got it on one of your trips, right?
Mm.
Not bad.
Right? See?
Just like last time, huh? [chuckling]
So tell me.
How's your life been?
Well, what have you heard?
[Santita] Couple things.
That you got married on the rebound
and that it didn't work out.
-[Alejandro] Ah.
-That's one.
Yeah, I don't recommend rebounds.
-It shouldn't have happened.
-Hm.
You never tied the knot?
No.
But, you know, it's never too late.
It's not like I'm dead or anything.
-Sorry.
-Hm.
-I shouldn't have.
-No, stop. It's all right.
Sometimes I say stuff
that I really shouldn't be saying.
[Alejandro] I can see that.
["Danza Sonidera"
by Grupo Kachimba playing]
[Santita] Thank you.
-We've been here before, right?
-Oh, yeah.
You spent the whole night at the bar
hitting on some drunk dudes.
-Remember that?
-Sorry?
No, those drunk dudes were hitting on me.
[chuckling] If you say so. Fine.
[Santita] I'm just too irresistible
to bring out in public.
You loved having those guys hit on you.
Why are you bringing this up right now?
[Alejandro] I don't know.
You started on this.
No. You mentioned it.
I just remember being here.
Do you remember
the fight we had that night?
[Santita] No.
So you remember this spot
and the guys who hit on you,
but you don't remember
the fight we got into?
-No. I don't remember.
-Wow! Well, that's convenient.
What's that supposed to mean?
[sighs] Well,
it's just you conveniently forget
all the times you were a bitch to me.
[Santita] Oh, please.
So when you look back,
you never think you were a bitch to me?
Oh, I can be a bitch, and I know
I was a bitch with you once in a while.
I'll probably always be bitch,
and I'm okay with that.
You can't expect me to remember
every stupid fight we ever got into.
No. But this wasn't just
some stupid fight. I wish it was.
[Santita sighs]
How 'bout we dance instead of fight?
I'm not nearly drunk enough for that yet.
Come on. At least help me get out there.
[Alejandro] Fine.
Come on.
Ready?
One, two, and three.
[chuckling] Hey, how's it going?
Yeah, go ahead.
You dance?
-[Santita] Yeah, sure.
-Enjoy! Have fun out there.
["Danza Sonidera" continues]
[chuckling]
[man] Yeah. There ya go!
[Santita and man chuckling]
[Santita chuckling]
You got some good moves on ya. [chuckles]
-What are you drinking?
-My drink's over there.
[man] Let me get you one
for the dance floor.
-[Santita] One sec.
-[uneasy music playing]
[man] You okay?
-[Santita] You okay?
-Yeah. Don't worry. I'm fine.
I'm fine.
[Santita] Hey, can you give me a hand?
[man] Of course.
-[both chuckling]
-[Alejandro breathing heavily]
Here we go. Almost there, m'lady.
[grunts] Just a couple more steps.
Oh, shit. I gotcha.
-[Santita giggles]
-Wait, wait.
-Whoa, careful.
-Hang on.
-Got the keys?
-Yeah.
Of course, they're in my other pocket.
Do ya wanna? Yeah, there you go.
-No! Okay. Those aren't the keys.
-[Santita] Are they in there?
[Alejandro] Do you feel them?
Is that them?
-Dunno. Feels like keys or something.
-[Alejandro] Oh, Jesus.
-Go on. Hurry up, will ya! Come on.
-Your money fell out. Gimme a second.
Go. Open it. Open it!
-[key turning in lock]
-Jesus.
-[Santita grunts]
-Oh man. There. Oh, shit.
-Oh, Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
-Ah.
Thank you.
[gentle music playing]
[Alejandro breathing heavily]
[chuckling] What the hell are we doing?
What do you wanna do?
[Santita sighs]
Nothing that I'm gonna regret.
[Alejandro moans softly]
You remember I have rules.
Only three times per man.
What? Three times?
-Yeah, for sex. Obviously.
-[scoffs]
Well, I hope you make an exception.
I don't think so.
And you wonder why you're single?
[music stops]
Come on, Mari.
I mean, when… when we were together,
you used to say
you wanted to save yourself for marriage.
And now, all of a sudden,
you have all these rules?
Do you just have to be in control?
[Santita scoffs]
What's with you?
You don't know enough
about me or my life to say that.
Then why don't you tell me
about your life?
No. It doesn't work like that.
I'm not here to justify things to you.
You think I'm asking you to?
Well,
it feels like it.
I feel like you always
make me out to be the bad guy.
Did I ever say that to you?
No, you don't even have to say it.
I can just tell.
[Santita sighs]
I'm tired.
So am I.
Um…
[sniffs] Should we go to bed?
Do you want to sleep
in the spare room here?
Just grab my chair.
And I'll sleep in there?
All right.
[Santita sighs]
[seabirds calling]
[exhales slowly]
["Sabes Bien" by Jazmin Solar playing]
I did good, right?
I mean, we did good.
-[Santita] Morning.
-[Alejandro] Hey, guys!
-[man 1] Good morning.
-I brought a co-captain today.
-[man 2] Welcome. Nice to meet you.
-[man 1] Very nice.
[Alejandro] Should we jump on?
Can you give us a hand?
-Of course. Here we go.
-Thanks.
If you one of you can just lift me up.
Exactly.
[man 2] Of course.
-Just from down there, please.
-[man 1] One, two, three. Here we go.
[Santita] Awesome.
Smooth flight. Thanks a lot, guys.
[Santita laughing]
[Santita laughing]
[Alejandro chuckling]
Thanks.
[chuckles] Ready?
You set?
[Santita] Go!
["Sabes Bien" continues]
Did you know
I was vegetarian there for a while?
No. How come?
I worked on fishing boats for a bit.
-You?
-Yeah. Yup.
There's no way, seriously?
[Alejandro] Yeah, no kidding. Mm.
When I left Tijuana, I got in the car
and put it all on a coin flip.
I said, "Heads, I go north.
Tails, I go south."
And boom. It was heads.
So I drove up the coast,
and I mean the whole way up.
Like, all the way to Vancouver Island.
-You know, like in Canada?
-Mm-hmm.
And that's when I ran outta money.
Had to pay the bills somehow.
Boats were hiring, so there ya go.
-Did you enjoy it?-Mm.
It was pretty shitty,
to be honest with you. [chuckles]
You just smell like fish the whole time.
But you know I think I needed it.
At the time, I think it helped me to,
I don't know,
like, understand
what the fuck was going on.
And soon after that,
you met the woman you married?
Ah. Yeah.
She worked the bar at the port. Yeah.
What was she like?
She was…
Well, she was blonde.
And tall. I mean, like, really tall.
-Oh, right.
-Yeah.
Tattoos too. She had them everywhere.
Very calm.
And quiet. Kinda like you. [chuckles]
-Me?
-[Alejandro] Yeah.
Why didn't it work?
I think we just realized
that we couldn't see a future.
We had nothing in common,
and… well, she was so caught up
with wanting to live in the moment.
You know, being present?
And I think I just got kinda bored.
Ah. I'm old enough now
to realize we were just different.
It was so long ago now
that when I think about it,
it feels like someone else's life.
I know exactly what you mean.
So what's the name
of this tall, quiet, tattooed blonde
who was obsessed
with living in the moment?
I'm not saying.
-Why won't you?
-No way.
-You can't tell me her name?
-You'll make fun of me.
Oh my God. You do think I'm a bitch.
You'll beg me, I'll say it,
and then you'll laugh.
-Come on.
-No. Not happening.
I promise I won't.
-Rainbow.
-[snickers]
[both laughing]
-You're joking. Rainbow?
-Yeah. Her name was Rainbow.
She never bathed, did she?
Except in patchouli.
[both chuckling]
-So she was a hippie, then?
-See?
Well, that's kinda cute.
Uh, yeah, sure.
-[giggling]
-I knew it. Ya see. [chuckles]
God, when you laugh like that, I just…
I remember it so clearly
from when we were dating.
We were kids.
-You haven't changed.
-[Santita] That's not true.
I'm not strong with a big ass anymore.
Okay. You're thin with a big ass.
[Santita chuckles]
We're not the same anymore.
We can't screw up.
Yeah.
Can't make the same mistakes we did.
[Santita] Exactly.
But I'm sure we'll make all new ones.
No question.
Hopefully, better ones.
I'll drink to that.
Yeah. To better mistakes.
-[Santita chuckles]
-[chuckles] Oh, you.
-[kissing]
-[Santita giggling]
[suspenseful music playing]
[keys jangling]
Okay. One second.
[key turning in lock]
[Santita giggling]
-Oh! You dick!
-[Alejandro chuckles]
There we go.
[Santita] Ah.
[Alejandro] Ow! Okay!
[both chuckling]
[kissing]
[Santita] No, hold on. Wait, wait.
Let me get ready. Won't be long.
[Alejandro] Okay.
[Santita chuckles softly]
[gentle, romantic music playing]
[Alejandro breathes deeply]
[kissing]
[exhales]
Lift my legs on the bed.
[Alejandro] What do you want?
You.
You sure?
[gasps softly]
You feel that?
But I'm watching you do it.
I love it. Don't stop.
[Alejandro] I'm touching you.
All of you.
[Santita exhales deeply]
[Santita sighs]
Wait stop. Hold on.
Stop, please.
[Santita sighs]
[music fades]
[Santita sighs]
[Santita sighs]
Hm.
-You okay?
-[Santita] Yeah.
I'm fine. It's just that…
My sensitivity is all over the place.
Sometimes I feel things,
and sometimes I don't.
It does feel good when I feel it.
But, you know, I haven't had an orgasm
since before the accident.
And…
I've been trying
to find my way back to it.
I…
I don't know.
I've… fantasized and…
dreamt about this so many times, but…
[chuckles softly] This is so stupid.
[kisses]
I thought doing this with you
would be different, I guess.
[Santita sighs]
The truth is,
the wedding night can be
a bit of a bummer.
-I'll take your word for it.
-Hm.
And you know that… that silly superstition
that the groom isn't supposed to see
the bride before the wedding?
I never saw you in your dress.
I'm sure you looked beautiful.
It was a nice dress, that's for sure.
What did you do with it?
The dress, where is it?
I forget.
I've tried to forget a lot about that day.
And I'm forgotten too.
[chuckles] No.
It's poetic in its way.
I'll give you that.
-I didn't mean you. I wasn't saying that.
-Forgotten too.
Hey.
Have you forgiven me yet?
You fucked up, Mari. You really did.
Yeah. I know.
You just left me at that altar in front
of 300 of our friends and family.
And the only thing you left me
was that stupid letter
that said, "I can't get married."
Why not?
And you just disappeared.
You couldn't even apologize?
No, I couldn't.
That was the way it had to happen.
You have no idea how shitty
that pity felt like
from everyone around me.
No.
I know the worst kind of pity.
The kind that comes from deep within.
Mari, I would've loved you no matter what.
I didn't care that you were
in a wheelchair, unable to walk.
I was so in love with you.
I know you were, but
I was so confused, and you…
and you didn't get it.
Why didn't you talk to me?
I tried, but you wouldn't listen to me.
You just saying it wasn't that bad.
It was no big deal.
And meanwhile, I was going through hell.
I wanted to help you.
Yeah, but you couldn't.
I had to do it alone.
[Santita sighs]
-I hated you.
-[sniffles]
I hated you for so long.
And I know you know…
but I'm not okay.
And it's only gonna get worse.
I'm gonna die.
We're all gonna die.
Yeah. I know, but
the difference is how.
And I'm gonna need your help.
I can't do it alone.
[Santita] What are you trying to say?
[Alejandro inhales slowly, sighs]
Maybe that's why you wanted me here.
No.
No.
I won't do it.
I bring life into the world.
Well, you don't just bring life, Mari.
[Santita scoffs]
-What are you doing?
-I'm leaving.
You're just gonna go?
I think that's best.
Best of luck finding someone to kill you.
[tense music playing]
[Santita] Fuck's sake.
Here. I got it.
You ready? Here we go. One, two.
Okay, carefully. [grunts]
Here's the tricky part.
Oh, shit. I'm sorry.
[car engine starts]
Please, just think it over?
Fuck me. I'm such an idiot!
[man] I think you two know each other.
Did you let me win, asshole?
-Go fuck yourselves.
-Hey, hey.
Your patient, she's married to Alejandro?
She invited us over.
[Santita] A last-minute ambush.
What the hell is this?
It's my letter of resignation.
Your word means nothing to me, Doctor.
[tense music playing]
Until he disappears for some reason,
and I don't hear from him for three days.
That sounds kinda familiar.
Santita just drops off the radar.
Days at a time.
[Santita] I hate being manipulated.
I don't believe you.
[Alejandro] I wasn't buying you off.
But I'd rather go more gently.
Ask someone else.
[intriguing music playing]
[music fades out]