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Hi. Excuse me.

I know you.

You look familiar. I just can't place you.

You look familiar too. I don't know.

I work at a funeral home. I meet a lot of people.

- Funeral home. Right, Torregrosa. - Yeah.

Of course. I held my wife's wake there.

By the way, that potuga was wonderful.

Okay, now I remember you.

Well, that answers that. I'll let you get on with your day.

Thanks. Bye.

Sorry. Look, truth is, I don't know what a potuga is.

I pretended I did then, and I pretended I did now,

but I haven't got a clue.

- What is a potuga? - Are you serious?

- Yeah. - Well, a potuga is...

Aha! Gotcha.

DEATH INC.

Bless me, Father, for I have blasphemed.

I said, "To hell with it all." And "it all" includes everything.

Saint Peter included.

That's hardly blasphemy.

More of an outburst. What made you say it?

I don't know. I usually watch my language.

But the Milwaukee Bucks' point guard blew a layup, and--

- Chemi. - You can answer.

No one's waiting.

Hardly anyone comes to confession anymore.

- Hi, Chemi. - We used to have people lining up.

- How'd what go? - Five people, at least.

No, the act of conciliation is tomorrow, the 14th.

Are you sure?

Father, what day is it?

- The Feast of Saint Alexander. - The date.

- The 14th. - To hell with it all!

We've waited long enough.

We can treat it as a no-show.

It's her.

You decide.

No-show. Let's take it to court.

- Morning, boss. - What do you want?

My internship's almost up. I don't know if they're keeping me on.

I might talk to Chemi or Nieves.

No. I'm handling it.

- I've been really going to bat for you. - Are they on the fence?

Yesterday Nieves seemed to be coming around.

But she wanted to know more about your family situation.

- I put in a good word. - Thanks, boss.

She asked about the advising session with your mom, and since it fell through...

My mom's free today. If that works.

- Fine. I can do lunch. - Really?

Have your mom meet me at 2:00 at Mon Amour.

- Thanks, boss. - And I found out what a potuga is.

What is it?

Okay.

Morning!

Abel brought some chicken stew.

- Nice. - I bet the old lady made it.

They're still together.

- And I've got no one to pack lunch for. - Hey, you can cook for me.

- Well, I can rule out Abel. - Maybe not.

Maybe he'll stay with her for 20 years,

then she'll die of old age, and he'll end up with you.

Single for two decades? I'd throw myself out a window.

I'm serious.

Torregrosa Funeral Home. Can I help you?

Pitina! How are you?

It's Pitina.

Sorry for your loss, but Gonzalo isn't the director anymore--

Okay, I'll call you right back.

Anselmo.

- What is it? - It was Pitina.

- Pitina! - Should I tell her yes or ask first?

- Tell her yes. - I should ask.

Who's Pitina?

How could I get the day wrong?

Nieves, don't look in the rearview mirror. Look ahead. Through the windshield.

The trial's in front of us, not behind. The trial's in the windshield.

What are we supposed to do? Stress until we're summoned?

Go around crying?

Walk around with our heads down?

A lawsuit is reason to worry.

How long did Vanesa work here?

I don't know. A month?

Even if we owe her compensation, she wasn't here that long.

- It's not Anselmo. It won't be that much. - That's a load off my mind.

Well, that's settled. Don't tell the team. I want them focused on their own work.

How's janitor work going? Any challenges ahead? Any goals?

I wanted to put up a sign. One toilet is clogged, and--

That's what I want you focused on. But no need for signs

when we have this.

Hi. It's me.

Whoever's flushing wet wipes, please stop.

Wet wipes don't go down well. Throw them in the trash.

Thanks for your cooperation.

Nice voice. You could've worked in radio.

- Hey, receptionist! - Hi.

- You don't know who Pitina is, do you? - No.

She's a wealthy lady with a ton of cats.

They're like her kids. She's held their wakes here for years.

- Wakes for animals? - Yeah.

Six cats and a fox terrier so far.

She pays well. What should I tell her? Gonzalo was fine with it.

Gonzalo was also fine with groping butts.

Hey, opening the business up to non-human clients

is one way to bring in more customers.

People have more pets than kids now.

You're the director.

Let's say yes to Pitina. Is she here?

No, Dámaso goes to her house to do paperwork. I'll tell him.

Olivia, don't waste your time tracking him down.

Dámaso, you need to go to Pitina's. One of her pets died again.

To hell with it all.

Yesterday we met up with Angelines's crew.

- Nice. - Angelines is very passionate.

I didn't enjoy sex with Nuria, but with her, it's very pleasant.

Angelines knows lots of positions.

No wonder. She's had decades of practice.

Abel, what makes you think I want to hear that?

Silence sometimes means interest.

I keep thinking about the truck driver. About my death, about my boyfriends'...

- What does it mean? - Pure chance.

That's not enough for me.

- You're an atheist. A skeptic. Rational. - So are you. In theory.

Maybe we're missing something.

Some people see it differently. Energies. A spiritual realm.

I tried oral sex yesterday.

Abel.

- Kitty. Pretty kitty. - Dámaso.

Pitina.

I'm so sorry for your loss. Who was it?

- Quesito. - The cat with the white ear and the--

- No. My guinea pig. - Oh no.

- The guinea pig. - That way. He's over there.

The good die young.

Do you want us to do what we did with the cats and the fox terrier?

Yes, a service.

And I want him buried here.

The poor thing's over there.

What a tragedy.

How did it happen?

He had lung problems.

- Right. - Should we say the Our Father?

I'm a bit short on time--

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come...

What an odd couple.

Abel's half-baked, and the old lady's past her sell-by date.

Hey, if they're happy together...

You're too nice, Morales.

A woman over 20 years older than a man just isn't natural.

Vanesa was 20 years older than me.

- Yeah, but Vanesa's hot. - Pablo!

Pablo, go to the office. Chemi and Nieves want to see you.

- Me? Did they say what it was about? - Just that it's good news.

See you later.

- Electrolytes. - Is it any good?

Good morning.

Come in, buddy.

This is for you.

We both think you've earned it.

Thanks. I'm really happy here. I...

MVP MATCHDAY ONE

MVP on the first day!

That's a big deal.

Thanks.

So... that's it? Nothing else?

You can go now, champ.

You don't look too happy.

Yeah. It's just... I thought it might be the contract.

What contract?

Seven thousand. Shit. This takes forever.

Anselmo!

Here, take this to the embalming fridge.

- Come on. I have to go. - What is it?

Pitina's guinea pig.

It'd be the same fee as the last cat's eulogy.

At least adjust for inflation.

Sure, we'll update the rate.

Here's some information for the eulogy.

"Quesito was a homebody. He was outgoing... and honest."

How can a mouse be honest?

And... can I ask you something personal?

Of course.

Does God send people signs?

Scripture is full of them.

The burning bush for Moses, the plagues of Egypt...

My boyfriend and I were in a car accident.

Here you go.

What do you think?

I'm not used to looking this modern.

If you'd rather go classic--

No. I want to surprise someone today.

Does this T-shirt make my double chin stand out?

I'll grab another one.

Doña Nieves.

- Hey, it's about the kid. - What about him?

His apprenticeship's ending.

Right, it was on my radar. I forgot to mention it.

This afternoon I have an advising session with his mother. We'll discuss it then.

Advising session? He's a grown man.

All companies do this with their apprentices.

Comprehensive training.

Well, cancel it. We're telling him now.

No, the agreement doesn't allow same-day cancellations.

- Really? - We could get fined.

Don't mention the contract yet. We'll tell him later.

- Why? Here he comes. - I'll explain later.

Hi.

- You wanted something? - Could you make us two coffees?

Mine with milk. Lactose-free.

How are you?

- Fine. - I heard you're seeing someone.

Yes. My girlfriend. I'm seeing my girlfriend.

Right. Congratulations.

Same to you.

Why should we split the cost of the braces?

I like my daughter's teeth. They give her personality.

Shit!

What a rat!

No, not you, sweetheart.

There's a critter in here.

No idea what it is.

But I can buy her a new toothbrush.

An electric one.

Luisa.

Dámaso.

- How are you? - Great.

So, tell me. How do you think Pablo's doing?

Garçon, a bottle of cava, please.

He's a little on edge. His apprenticeship's ending...

Actually, there's something else I wanted to discuss first...

About Laura?

- Laura who? - Laura Ridruejo.

Oh no. Poor thing. That's not it.

I wanted to talk to you about...

Luisa, we've seen each other quite a few times now.

And to cut to the chase...

- I want you to know that-- - Dámaso!

Hey!

Hi. You're Luisa, right?

- Yes. - How are you? Chemi.

What are you doing here? Why...?

I heard about the meeting.

I'm all about comprehensive training. Hang on. I'll grab a chair.

No. It's better if it's just us.

- That way, we can-- - I think three's better.

We're going to have a lovely meeting. Don't you think, Luisa?

Works for me.

Let's get right to it.

I think Pablo is a great kid.

And an MVP.

Nice lady, isn't she? Don't you think?

- In a way, I'm a little sad. - Why's that?

Since Pablo is no longer an apprentice, there won't be any more meetings.

We won't be seeing her anymore.

Hey, pull over when you see a spot.

What's wrong? Need to pee?

No, it's nap time. We won't make it back in time.

I'd rather keep going. I'm not having the best day.

Dámaso, the nap isn't optional.

Especially now that it's catching on.

It's been a huge hit in the complaints and suggestions box.

Chemi, I think we'll survive if we skip it just this once.

Thanks, my friend. Hello.

Hi. One mixed kebab with everything on it.

Coming right up.

Excuse me.

Are you religious?

Are you... a Muslim?

A little. Abdul's more devout.

Abdul!

- Can I ask you about your faith? - Of course, my friend.

How do you explain coincidences? My boyfriend and I were in an accident.

- With both sauces? - Yes, both.

So, Abdul, this truck came straight at us...

TORREGROSA FUNERAL HOME

Yes!

Anselmo, they gave me a contract!

Should I congratulate you or offer my condolences?

Have you seen Dámaso?

Over there.

Boss! I signed it.

Morales, I'm so happy for you!

Put me down.

We should celebrate tonight.

- Want me to bring over cava and snacks? - Sounds good.

Great. This is a win for me too.

- I worked hard to convince them. - I really owe you, boss.

Right. It goes without saying.

The three of us should celebrate. What time should I stop by?

Three of us? Is Chemi coming?

No way. Your mother. It's your house. We can't leave her shut up in her room.

Oh, she won't be there. She's seeing someone.

- A doctor? - A Tinder date.

She's been chatting with this guy, and they're going out for dinner tonight.

So it'll be just us.

You don't have to bring anything, boss.

We can order some pizzas, and... Boss!

All right...

What was the cause of death?

I'm leaving early. Cardiologist appointment.

You had to go to Pitina's house at the end of the day.

Another critter died?

- Mm-hmm. - All right!

Yes! She tipped me 150 bucks at her last cat's burial.

It'd tide me over.

What about the cardiologist?

I said "cardiologist," but I meant happy hour.

What's the pet's name? I'll pass along my condolences.

Quesito.

Quesito? Dog or cat?

- Guinea pig. - Guinea pig.

- So who tossed him in the trash? - I'd rather not point fingers.

What should we do?

Okay, I've got it. We'll get him out of the trash and put--

The trash is already gone. I thought of that.

That's a shame. It was a solid plan.

What if we tell her the truth?

Pitina treats those pets like family.

It'd be like someone telling you they threw your sister's body away.

Yeah, let's avoid that.

What are our options?

- Do you have a photo of the little guy? - The prayer cards.

QUESITO TOGETHER FOREVER

The kitchen's closed.

No, I already had a kebab. I wanted to ask if you're religious.

Yeah. Why?

- Buddhist? - Hindu.

That'll do. Can we talk?

- I can help you while we do. - Okay.

You see, strange things have happened to me.

What's the name of your god, the elephant with all the arms?

That's Ganesha, son of Shiva and Parvati.

Does Ganesha send signals?

Do you know how Tinder works?

What do you want to know?

What percentage of first dates go well?

Out of ten, how many get a second date?

Not many, in my case. Do you have a date?

No. I was just curious. I don't have a date.

- Come on. - Seriously, I don't.

Someone I like does. With somebody else.

But it's fine.

- Aw, poor thing. Want a hug? - No.

- Does that person know how you feel? - What's their name?

I don't discuss my personal life.

I'll bring the mug back later.

- I had no idea Dámaso was gay. - Gay?

He said he liked "someone," not a "woman."

"Someone" is what closeted guys say.

When you asked for a name, what did he do?

- He shut the conversation down. - So he wouldn't have to say "Manolo."

We've never seen him with a girlfriend.

- Trust me. I'm LGBT. - Are you a lesbian?

- Bi. - Wow.

Maybe you're the person Rosario saw in my future.

We can have a quickie in the kitchen.

No. But thanks.

You're welcome.

Team, I've got some bad news.

No meeting today.

Yes!

- But tomorrow we'll have two. - Damn it.

I've got a problem today.

Though I don't like the word "problem."

I prefer "challenge."

Keep up the good work.

Meet Quesito.

I can't tell the difference.

But this one's alive.

No stores sell dead guinea pigs.

Right, of course. Wouldn't be a good business model.

But we're not killing an animal. I mean, no way.

No. We're gonna drug him.

- What? - I have a box of lorazepam.

We'll knock him out so he stays quiet at the wake.

Then I'll return him to the store.

I kept the receipt.

Is that safe?

Do we even know the right dose for a guinea pig?

We'll feed him until his eyes close.

- Will he eat it? - We can wrap it in cheese.

Laia, could you bring a slice of cheese to the office?

Please.

Where are you?

I'm doing personal stuff. I'll be right there.

Excuse me?

Can I ask you your opinion as a Mormon?

I'm not Mormon. I'm an accountant.

Oh, sorry.

There are two viewing rooms. What was Ana's father's name?

I don't remember. Let's check the names.

Juan Manuel Ruiz Arias and...

Quesito.

The first one. Juan Manuel.

Hey! Congrats. Olivia told me.

Thanks. I was kind of nervous, but it all worked out.

Have you seen Dámaso?

- Yeah. We talked earlier. - He seemed down.

Yeah, he's acting weird because he wanted to come over tonight with cava.

But then he took off.

I don't know. I'm going to check in the office.

Could Morales be the one?

I hope he's not harassing him, like Vanesa did.

Showing up at your trainee's house with cava...

Let's not jump to conclusions.

They have a weird relationship.

I WON'T FORGET YOU

Quesito was an honest and outgoing creature.

Let us pray for his soul.

Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name...

Even a guinea pig has someone in the front row.

- Thy kingdom come... - He hasn't moved, has he?

Nope.

Nino threw out the guinea pig and brought a live one.

So they knocked it out with lorazepam and cheese.

Just another day at work.

- What have you been up to? - Getting perspectives.

I talked to a priest, a Hindu waiter, and a Muslim...

I want every religion to explain my experience.

There are 4,600 religions.

- No way. - Some are found in the middle of nowhere.

Akuanduba, for example. The Arara tribe's god.

Will you go to the Amazon to ask what Akuanduba thinks?

Shut up.

Laia, the mug.

Hold on.

Olivia!

- We want to talk. - About what?

I'm here.

Go ahead.

Dámaso, do you like Morales?

He's an okay salesman. Why?

- You think he's too green? - No. Are you into him?

- Sexually. - What?

We want to make sure you don't harass him.

Me? But I'm not gay.

Dámaso...

You wanted to go over with cava.

And you told us about "someone" you like.

But you wouldn't tell us their name.

It's his mother.

- What? - I want to fuck his mother!

Leave me alone.

How'd it go?

- Where's Quesito 2.0? - We hit a snag.

Last time, Pitina left while I was digging.

This time, she watched me like a hawk.

I couldn't get him out.

You buried a live animal?

There are casualties in every war. We have to think of him as a fallen hero.

Haven't you seen Buried?

It's terrifying waking up in a coffin underground.

You have to go back.

- We don't know if he'll wake up. - You said he would.

Because I'm an eternal optimist. But given the amount... Hey...

I'll distract her. You get him out.

Tell her the director wanted to offer his condolences in person.

Who is it?

Pitina, it's me again.

Fascinating, Pitina.

Do you remember the name of every cat you've ever had?

I got my first one when I was 6.

I've had so many.

Well, I'm in no hurry.

Kitty, Noodles...

Romeo, Cotton...

Damn it... Shit!

...Duke, Flash, Miguel,

Igor, Magoo...

There you are.

Come here, cutie.

Come here.

Shit!

...Socks, Whiskers,

Snowy, Magdalena,

Rufus, Farfu,

Sultan, Liver Chops, Miss Mischief,

Evie, Tonina, Sweetheart...

You pick the plan tonight. Yesterday we hung out with my friends.

Dead or Alive Xtreme 3 online?

No clue what that is, but sure.

That's why there are only two options. We can stick to your strategy...

Which we don't see happening.

Or we can go on the offense.

What ideas has he come up with now?

What?

Are you okay?

Yeah. Excuse me a second.

I need to make a quick call. I'll be right back.

- Hi, boss. - How are you?

Well, great. I'm still over the moon.

I guess your mom's back from her date by now.

And you're probably there chatting or watching a show.

No. She hasn't come back yet.

- What time were they meeting up? - Eight o'clock.

Three hours ago.

Great. See you tomorrow, then.

Okay... Boss, by the way, I wanted to thank you--

Come on. You'll see.

Oops. Almost.

- He almost ate it. - You almost poked his eye out.

- Look. I think he likes it. - Come here.

Look, come here. Come here.

I don't want this bringing back bad memories for you.

Look at the food. Look.

I don't want this bringing back bad memories, Chemi.

Jeez...

- No. - I suddenly felt like snorting it.

- It doesn't seem to be having much effect. - But maybe he went to bed to...

- Buddy... I'll give you another piece. - To rest.

No, that's too much. It'll kill him.

I usually take two pills.

He farted.

Subtitle translation by: Meredith Cannella