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Damn it, I'm so pissed off right now!

Ugh!

-What's wrong with you? Who died? -No one. At the moment.

Give it time.

Hey, Quiroga. You dressing for a funeral?

Now's not a good time to mess with me.

Okay.

Where did you find it, underground?

The bag protects it, the suit's in perfect condition.

-Are you nervous? -Nah, I'm not really nervous, because…

-Hello, Quiroga. -I…

Hi, gorgeous.

Would you do me a favor?

Would you tell this gentleman here to find a lawyer?

-You need a lawyer, Antón. -Come on, don't be an idiot.

Maybe she's not wrong, Antón.

You know a lot about cows, but not the law. You need help with this.

I can handle this on my own. I don't need help.

I don't need a damn lawyer! I'm capable of defending myself.

You used to say the same thing when Antuña beat you up at recess,

and you always ended up crying and losing your sandwich.

Antuña kicked the bucket. Heart attack. It happened a year ago.

He was as fat as a well-fed turkey.

-Damn, are you serious? -Thank you for the suit!

You better not lose the bag!

You're unbelievable.

You've got the trial coming up soon and you feel compelled to go to work.

To be honest, I don't understand you.

You should just try to relax and take it easy at home,

and picture yourself winning your case.

Try to visualize it. It's very important to do that.

Are you good at visualizing?

I'm in a rush, miss, this is very urgent.

I understand that everything feels urgent, but there are a few people ahead of you.

I appreciate your patience, sir.

Who do people ask when they're looking to buy feed?

It's me, since I know a thing or two about feed.

Who do people turn to when they need a lawyer? A lawyer!

The Andrades need a lawyer 'cause I'm going to float on air

while they flounder. I'm not guilty of anything.

I'll tell the judge I'm a normal person.

Are you serious? You're joking, right? Do you still think you're normal?

-Are you serious? -Sure, 'cause you're so normal?

Of course I'm super normal. That's right.

How many times do I have to ask, what do I need a lawyer for?

Because they're gonna blame you for everything. Come on!

Antón, finally!

There are so many people waiting. This is an epidemic, in my opinion.

Shit. I'll be right there.

According to you, Ángela, what kind of epidemic is this?

The shitty kind.

The shitty kind, good. Tell them to wait a bit longer,

and if you could get me some water, please.

Okay.

Oh…

What? What?

Let me guess, Antón, a shit epidemic seems normal to you?

I really can't stand you, Uxía.

Some days, I just can't stand you.

It's okay, Cosito, it's okay. It's okay, my little mouse. Huh?

How long has he been having diarrhea?

Ever since he woke up. But the smell woke me up.

And what did he eat?

The same as usual. His feed, y'know. The Kawandog, from here.

Such a huge dog? Just the Kawandog?

I mean, some… steak and a few crusts from the pizza.

Maybe half a donut.

Must be the donut's fault.

From now, a bland diet consisting of rice will be recommended.

Is that all right?

Would it be possible to do an X-ray?

A bastard who put needles in sausages and left them in the bushes

was arrested in Valencia not long ago.

So are you saying you were recently in Valencia?

No.

What about your dog?

-No. -Then I don't know what you mean.

Maybe there's a copycat in our town.

These things happen more often than you'd think.

Counterfeiters copy. They copy a lot.

We don't do that around here. Anything else?

Come on, Cosito. Let's go.

I've the report from the inspector who visited us a few days ago.

As Mama Kawanda, I wanna tell you I love you

and regardless of what it says, it doesn't matter to us,

'cause you're not anything like what's written here.

And to me, you're the most hardworking employees

and the best Kawanders a boss could ever ask for.

I appreciate everything you do!

Will you read it already? We're about to have a stroke.

Thank you, Xoel, for your words.

I'll proceed to read.

Okay, so…

"In accordance with the findings of the evaluation

that was prepared by the regional manager,

the board of directors… has made the decision to…"

-To what? -To what?

To what, Uxía?

"…has made the decision to consider whether or not Uxía Ferreiro…

should continue as a manager

of the Kawanda store in Santiago de Compostela."

Well of course, if they fire you, we'll all leave with you.

What did you say, Ángela?

Because I didn't read anything here about firing anyone.

That's not what it says at all.

I mean, it says they're considering if you should continue or not.

That's what it says.

Yeah, that's a good point, Xoel. It says, "consider."

That means they're thinking about it, just thinking.

How about-- How about we give the boss a call? We need her to reassure us all.

So that she can tell us that it's okay. They only said "consider."

Kawanda team. Together forever.

She hung up.

-She's busy, that's why she hung up. -Right.

Good morning, leave your belongings there, please.

You can take your things, thank you.

-Go ahead. -Okay, thank you.

Come in.

Leave your things there.

Good morning.

-Hello, I have a meeting with… -Antón Beiras!

Good morning.

Hey, you moron, what the hell are you doing?

What are you doing? I'm Antón Beiras! What the fuck?

What's going on here?

I'm Héctor Porras, Mr. Beiras, your lawyer.

Okay, I don't have a lawyer, don't want a lawyer, don't need a lawyer.

I would like to have a conversation with the judge myself.

I'd like to speak with the judge.

-With no filters! -Antón Beiras.

Excuse me, you're being investigated as part of a criminal case,

and you must have a defense attorney.

During the preliminary hearing,

a public defender will represent you since you don't have a lawyer.

This man you just called a "moron." Please, come in.

After you, sir.

They're hiring at the 24-hour convenience store on my street.

I think they also need a waitress at the kebab restaurant

managed by the Asturian man.

I'm really sorry, Uxía. Have you heard who's gonna be the next manager?

Roi, please. Come on.

Oh and besides, if they make me manager,

I'd be more than happy if you took my position as receptionist.

Uh… I mean, they haven't fired me yet, you know.

Hello. Can I drop off my resume with you?

I don't know what's wrong with my computer,

but it won't let me upload files to the website.

Sure, don't worry, I'll make sure to pass it along.

-Okay, thanks. -Thank you, have a wonderful day.

Likewise.

"Hiring store coordinator at Kawanda, Galicia."

Oh, no! It looks like they made a decision.

Hmm.

There are three Kawandas in Galicia, right?

I mean, why does it have to be this Kawanda?

Why do we believe it's this Kawanda?

We believe it's this Kawanda? Really?

-I mean… -She has a point.

I'm innocent.

I just want to get my life back, to reconnect with the vet in me

and move on from that Kawanda store…

Well, it's a boutique store and, honestly, it's a joke, nothing more.

It's… it's a fraud.

Um… For instance, the cushion.

The cushion dogs have always used to bang, bang, bang…

Well, now we… They call the thing a humper.

They call a cushion a "humper," and they sell it for 200 euros.

How can they sell a humper,

which is basically a cushion for dogs to use for pleasure, for 200 euros?

Do you think that's normal, sir?

No.

Sir, tell me, where exactly… Where do you think you are?

I'm talking here with you, Your Honor…

right here in this chamber of truth and justice in order to…

prove my innocence and…

I can explain it again if you need.

No, please, there's no need, thank you. There's no need.

Uh, I think we should take a break.

Come back tomorrow

at 4.00 in the afternoon.

-Pardon me, sir, but-- -Ssh.

I did a good job talking in there, right?

Maybe it wasn't the best choice to use terms like "shady," "Kawandites,"

or "Goddamn it" when appearing before a judge.

At least he got the idea, right? The message was delivered.

Let's just hope the judge didn't understand anything.

-I advised you to keep quiet. -So what happens now?

We'll reconvene tomorrow at 4:00 to complete the hearing.

The pre-trial phase needs to be completed,

and if the judge considers you a defendant,

you'll be summoned for trial.

-I'll explain it all tomorrow. -No, you won't say anything.

If you don't want to end up in jail, you'd better stay quiet. Understood?

-Come on, who goes to jail…? -You could get 3 to 6 years behind bars.

Jesus…

-Have you reviewed the file yet? -I have, ma'am.

Do you know the woman in green? I'm her vet.

The district attorney? Of course.

Mrs. District Attorney, what a coincidence!

Oh, my… The kind veterinarian. How are you?

And actually I say "coincidence"

because I've been thinking about your dog's diarrhea all morning.

Why? How concerned should I be?

No, I'm not overly concerned,

but I do regret not following through with that X-ray you recommended

and a blood test to rule out the possibility

of the dog eating something toxic…

-Or going through a poisoning process. -You mean, he could have been poisoned?

My schedule is fully booked. I apologize, but today is not feasible--

No problem at all.

I may be able to fit you in for an appointment tomorrow.

-Okay, thanks. -Thank you.

And… and what are you doing in court?

Everything's fine, it's all under control. I'm here with… my cousin.

He's a lawyer.

Cousin!

Hmm, come say…

Please say hello to Mrs. the attorney. Come on.

-Hi… -See you tomorrow morning in my office.

-Okay. -Bye.

-See you later. -See you later.

Let's go, cousin.

The good news is there are no sausages with needles and the bad news is that…

we still don't know the cause of the diarrhea,

but we'll find out, we'll find out.

I thought I'd bring you this just in case.

Thank you so much, but Kawanda's policy is not to accept gifts,

but anyway, since it's from you…

You brought a sample of feces to my office.

You don't need to return the lunch box, okay?

Well, um…

At first glance, um…

it seems that Cosito might benefit from continuing

a bland diet of rice for a few additional days.

However, with that said, just to be completely sure,

I will be collecting some… some blood samples as well as…

some fur samples, and then urine.

I appreciate you taking the time and effort.

It's truly no trouble at all, anything for Cosito.

By the way, I have a question for you.

Well, since you're a professional. As an attorney, what do you think of the…

of the strategy of remaining silent? What are your thoughts about it?

You weren't in the courthouse to see your cousin, were you?

-No. -Right.

To me if someone remains silent, it will be taken as an admission of guilt.

-But you are guilty, aren't you? -Again, by the grace of God…

I swear when I signed that document I didn't defraud…

Okay, but still… Your only option is to say nothing.

Say nothing and hope the trial gets canceled for irregularities

or lack of evidence.

-It's unlikely, but not impossible. -Oh, my God…

Let me tell you something, Antón.

No offense, okay? But your look also doesn't help.

You're unshaven, with that madman's hair. Antón, it doesn't help.

What are you doing?

Nothing, I'm just clearing out some samples I used to coerce a lawyer

into providing me with some legal guidance.

Do I look like a madman?

Absolutely.

I will send the samples to the lab. And you…

Can you find out…

how much Kawandog we sell in this store?

Boutique store.

Of course. I'll find out. Whatever you want, okay?

Ángela, could you please call the next one in?

Doctor, Gordito has diarrhea.

You're not the only one, man.

-My dog needs help too, please, Doctor. -I've been here for more than an hour.

Come on, please? Quiet down, quiet down. Hey everyone, hello?

How about we chill out, humans and pets alike.

Honestly, I don't think anyone's having a great day today, you know?

So please everyone, I'm begging you, let's just work together a little,

let's cooperate and line up in the order you got here. Thanks a ton!

Thank you very much, Uxía.

We're observing cases of poisoning in various animal species

across different neighborhoods, each with diverse diets.

Consequently, the poisoning occurred in this location.

We'll refer to the health issue as "Kawanda Shit."

It's important to review the purchasing history of these customers

and identify any commonalities, whether it be apparel, playthings, or other items.

Please let me know as soon as Cosito's results are back.

I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused.

Ángela, please allow the next one to come in.

Hurry up, Ángela.

So the next one is Larry.

This isn't just meat. It's meat soup…

-Fine, on the soup pile. -Anything new?

Uh, I got Cosito's results if you wanna take a look.

Let's see what's wrong with you, Cosito.

Cosito appears to have significantly elevated bilirubin levels

confirming what I expected.

The presence of a potentially toxic substance at Kawanda.

Wow, what a surprise! Kawanda has turned out quite toxic so…

All right, did you check whether the customers

all bought the same product or--

No, they all spent a lot of money, but that's the only thing in common.

Maybe they stole that product.

Yeah, sure. The exact same thing, right?

Oh, my God.

Hold on a minute… I think Ángela's spot-on.

Ángela, you're right, very well done.

What's important here are the products they didn't end up paying for.

Kawanda special offer, special offer, special offer.

What the hell is the Kawanda special offer?

Customers are entitled to a free product when they spend more than 50 euros.

-Really? -This month it was treats.

I wasn't good enough, Kawanda? It was your Kawandies that didn't cut it.

Combining the words "Kawanda" with "candy" creates the name "Kawandies."

The fact of the matter is every single Kawandy is different.

I mean, look, there are Kawandies for cats,

Kawandies for reptiles.

-Kawandies for dogs, for birds… -Xoel, Xoel…

-What? -Don't be naive.

They just change the packaging. They're not different.

It's the exact same shit inside.

Uxía Ferreiro Beiras?

Sign the severance agreement, and you're free to go.

Um, if you don't mind,

I'd like to sign the severance agreement after meeting with the store's customers.

The Kawanda database is not intended for you to say goodbye to them.

No, no, of course, it's not. It's not to say goodbye to them, honestly.

It's… it's to warn them because, um…

Well, it turns out the Kawandies we've been selling for the last month

are actually toxic to the customers' pets. They're all getting sick.

The Kawandies?

Yes, yes, the Kawandies.

But anyway, we've just found out, you know?

Uh… well, I'm sure that's something we can handle though.

Well, yeah, but I can handle it too.

-Don't you trust the Kawanda family? -But does it trust me?

I did everything for this company for years, yet you fired me

because of a report written by someone who hasn't even been here for 24 hours.

A bit unfair, don't you think? And without any compensation, of course.

Or maybe not, maybe the thing is that Kawanda is full of shit,

I mean, literally.

Because, as I was telling you… we have a problem.

We've been poisoning the customer's pets with the Kawandies.

So what's the next step? It's been a month and it's imperative we take action now.

Understood.

Um, this is what we'll do, Uxía.

I'll talk to headquarters, um…

We'll forget about the report and you'll keep your position.

But we'll take care of the entire situation regarding Kawandies.

You gave me no other option.

I don't wanna be a Mama Kawanda in a place like this anymore.

Where will you find a job like this?

Are you saying the treats were past their "use-by" date?

No, just some fungus in the treats. It can be a hassle sometimes.

The poisoner is always who you least expect.

Absolutely, but with the right stomach protector and some patience,

he should recover well.

Of course he will.

Well…

Antón. Good luck. You're going to need it.

Thank you so much, I appreciate it. Listen, just one last thing. So, if…

If the topic happens to come up and you run into the judge, would you…?

Are you being serious right now?

I mean, if the topic comes up and you happen to see the judge, could…

Come on, Cosito.

♪ Kawanda, Kawanda ♪

Comb your hair, Antón!

♪ Kawanda, Kawanda ♪

Ugh…

Uncle, just chill out.

I can't. My anxiety won't go away.

-Why are you dressed like that? -What do you mean?

I'm not sure, it's just weird, you know? Like he's in witness protection.

It's too much, I know.

They need to fix the fucking elevators.

-You're late. What kind of lawyer are you? -Sorry, I needed a tea.

It's my first time in a trial. It's nerve-wracking, right?

Do you want to go over your statement?

No, I was thinking I'm going to change strategy.

I want to confess and…

You can't. You're about to see the judge. There's no time, you gotta focus.

Sabeliña, I can't cope with this anxiety anymore.

I signed the shitty paper and…

If I have to go to jail, I'll go. End of story.

Ah, hi.

Come on.

How's the cow doing, Vicente?

Ophelia. Much better.

You shouldn't have signed that certificate.

-That's why you extorted me to sign it? -I didn't put a gun to your head.

Deep down, you did it because you're like us.

A romantic.

Laugh, laugh.

Neither of us want to rot for years confined within four walls.

Or sit in traffic on our way to work.

We know country life is going under, but we're still here.

Vicente, you seem too composed to be about to go to jail.

Well, I've already lived the life I wanted.

My grandson is what concerns me. And you…

you'll adapt to anything, I know.

He won't stop talking.

Vicente, he won't stop talking. No, no, no.

He won't stop talking. I don't know what he's saying, but he won't stop.

Uxía, please, come on, we're in a courthouse.

It'd be good to hear what he's saying

before Antón makes his statement.

-Okay, Sabeliña… -Holy shit. What's up with you? Jesus.

I mean, I'm feeling nervous and…

-We need to talk, Sabela, because… -What? Come on.

If I go to jail, I…

If I go to jail, I don't want anyone to visit me and…

I would understand, I'd understand perfectly if you wanted to…

to break up with me or… or maybe try Tinder or things like that…

Tinder? What are you saying? What's the matter?

I mean, after so many years, that's all you've got?

Are we breaking up? Do you wanna date your cellmate too?

What is it with you?

I mean, I'm just never sure about anything.

Oh, my God.

Just leave me alone, okay?

-Take care of my blockhead grandson. -Keep walking, sir.

Give him a hand, Antón.

-Goodbye, Antón. -Goodbye, Adeliña.

-Okay let's go, it's… it's our turn. -You won't make a statement.

-What? -Vicente cleared you and his grandson.

He told the judge he forged your signature and plotted the whole scheme on his own.

We don't have to go to trial.

And… and that means what…? Huh?

That I won my first big case.

I guess I'm… I'm free.

Antón…

You're free!

So, how do I do the Tinder stuff? Do you set it up for me?

How do we do it? Do I set it up?

-What's the deal? -No…

Okay. That's enough.

Oh! Uh…

I'm gonna miss every one of you very much.

-Who will give me orders now, Uxía? -Take it, Bernardo.

You're the best Kawandites in the whole world, do you know that?

And it's been an honor for me to captain this ship

and, well, even though I… even though I'm not part of this…

this team anymore, I want you to know that…

that you'll always be like family to me.

You taught me the sawdust and the poop trick and I won't forget it.

Such lovely memories.

Please, come by some day to visit us and… I'll trim those split ends.

Oh!

We could exchange T-shirts like athletes.

Oh, uh… To be honest, I'd rather keep mine on.

Uxía, don't be so sad, okay? This is better than dying.

Don't you think so?

Yeah, I think so too.

Okay, Uxi, so listen,

these lazy Kawanders bought you something.

I don't think you'll like it.

No, no, no.

Are you serious?

Look at that, it's a mug. A mug that has a phrase on it.

"Today is the first day of the rest of your life."

Well, that's actually true.

I'm leaving Kawanda, but… but not the animals, no.

Uxi version 2.0?

I thought of studying a vet tech course. And clearly I'm not prepared for that.

So I picked another field…

Ethology.

What do you know about wine?

What are you talking about? Ethology is the study of animal behavior.

Being a pet is not easy.

You spend so many hours alone. And so, they need help with that.

As you all know, it's clearly in my DNA to help others.

C'mon, let's do this one last time. I say "team…"

We say "team" too.

No, come on, just give me this, please. I say "team," and you respond with…

Kawanda!

How's the new boss so far?

So the new boss is… is very nice. We're going to get along so well.

-Yeah, I'm sure. -Hmm.

How did you find me?

Sabela told me that you come here to think.

No, I don't come to think. I come to shout.

I shout and calm down a bit. You should try it.

No.

Try it, we're born shouting. Give it a shot, c'mon.

No, I just don't… I don't like shouting. I don't want to.

Sure, you don't like it and you don't have any reasons.

You live with a 60-year-old man, you got fired from Kawanda.

To your surprise, your boyfriend turned out to be a fucking fraud…

Listen,

resentment is pretty much

like lighting a fire to bother your neighbors with the smoke.

It's true, it doesn't make any sense.

One day, a little vein in your head will burst with so many mug phrases.

-I'm leaving. -No, because I love my mug phrases.

Start preparing the tofu salad, I'll be there in a bit.

Do it yourself!

I'm having dinner with Sabela!

Go to hell, you fucking new Kawanda boss!

Almost done.

Let me double-check. So you're the veterinarian, Antonio?

Antón.

Antonio, well.

Uh… I'll be honest, okay?

I'm not planning on firing anyone, but, well, I need to make sure

we're all on the same page, hmm?

I understand.

What do you think the Kawanda family prefers?

A happy dog… or a happy owner?

Surprise me, ma'am.

-Neither. -Really, neither?

In our family, the best pet is the sick pet.

The best customer… is the one who's desperate to save it.

-I think that's… a sound argument. -Mm-hmm.

So tell me, Antonio.

Are we on the same page here?

Can I be honest with you, ma'am?

OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS

Fuck that!

Holy fucking shit!

Goddammit!

Fuck that damn woman!

Fuck!Holy fucking shit!