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-Thanks for that. -Need a copy?

No, that's okay.

Watch out.

Oh shit, the medium.

Um, you spat on my face a few months back.

I'm done with that. I'm being taken to court.

Can I ask you something?

I don't believe in these things, but running into you right now

feels like too much of a coincidence.

I was a charlatan.

I've been fooling suckers since 1993.

-Without declaring my income. -Huh.

Actually...

Can I ask a favor?

-Olivia. -Rosario.

I'm not clairvoyant.

I have no idea who the love of your life is

or if you see them every day.

It was all made up.

See you.

Love you, Liv.

DEATH INC.

Chemi, there are times that I doubted you,

but I can't believe what you've achieved here.

Can't believe it in a good way or...

-Every idea is brilliant. -The loudspeakers are genius.

And the afternoon naps?

Well, they have been shown to increase productivity.

Chemi, you've transformed the company.

What are Pilar and...

I convinced them to help with the leaving his mark thing.

The time has come.

Let's hope so, buddy.

"Buddy"?

Well, I'm not an intern anymore.

I've been on contract for two weeks, so I was thinking...

Morales, the world of sales is like the army.

There's a hierarchy.

You respect rank, seniority, and war medals.

I meant no disrespect.

I thought we could be a little less formal.

I mean, would you be informal with a general?

Mm-hmm. You're right, boss. Sorry.

But that doesn't mean we can't share personal things

and confide in each other.

My cousin just got a new job.

-Uh-huh. -So how's your mother?

-There, read it and weep. -What is it?

My breathalyzer test, 0.0. Myth busted.

I mean, it's from 8:00 a.m. on a Tuesday morning.

Cut it out.

Olivia, since you know the truth about Morales's mother,

can I ask a favor?

So today, she's going on a date with the same guy.

-The fifth in 15 days. -I'm the only one not finding love.

Do you think that you could ask Morales,

like it's coming from you, if...

if he thinks she's going to keep seeing this guy?

How am I going to ask about the love life of a coworker's mother?

It's pretty weird.

Yeah.

You're right. Hm. I know who to call.

Can I tell you something? It turns out the medium...

Later, Olivia.

Hmm? Detective agency.

Oh! Hey, Dámaso.

The priest told me you were asking him about religion.

I thought I might have had a sign from God.

I'm done with that. I was overthinking.

Well, if you're interested, you know that I'm a catechist.

You're always welcome to join us.

Um, thank you. But I don't think I'll join a class of 8-year-olds.

Well, I'd put you with the ones who have been confirmed.

-What happened to you? -I dropped a chirimoya down a hill.

-Did you know I know your girlfriend? -Oh, from school?

My neighbor's cousin's wife is friends with her.

She's going with her to Majorca.

-Huh. -Is Angelines going away?

A senior's tour. She leaves tonight and comes back tomorrow.

-Well, that doesn't make any sense. -Why not?

A one-day trip to Majorca?

She leaves Tuesday, that's today. And comes back Wednesday, that's tomorrow.

Or the following Wednesday. Eight days makes more sense.

-I don't think so. -All right, then.

Well, let me start by saying I am so sorry for your loss.

-No, nobody's died. -Uh, then whose funeral is it?

It's for my husband's leg.

Oh, his leg.

It's been amputated. He wants it picked up from the hospital.

Uh... for a souvenir?

No. The hospital is able to dispose of it.

But they also offer the patient the option of hiring a funeral service

to bury or cremate it, and my husband wants to do that.

-Right, so just the leg. Uh... -Are you new?

I've been here for a while. I have a contract...

The coffin's buried with the leg in it.

When he passes, the rest of the body goes in too.

Or if he's cremated, the ashes get mixed together.

Uh-huh, right. So will it be a cremation or a burial?

Well, you're gonna have to ask Miguel about that

because when it comes to the leg, pfft, I don't care.

Mm-hmm.

What pisses me off is the double standard.

When the breathalyzer test goes badly, they're like,

"Oh, Nino, what have you done? It's unprofessional."

But then when I ace the test? No "well done." Nothing. Pfft.

Why bother?

Nino, have you ever been asked to pick up a leg?

-An arm when I first started. -How'd they give it to you?

It came in a polystyrene box.

Hmm.

And what would you do if you had a limb... pfft... removed?

Get a pension.

They can do what they want with the leg. Make a broth.

I think I'd probably bury it.

Hm? So where do you draw the line?

What do you mean?

You'd bury a leg, but what if it was just a foot?

-Not sure. -A toe?

-A big toe? Huh? -No.

A wisdom tooth? Hm? No? Where does it end?

TORREGROSA FUNERAL HOME

-You think it's necessary? -It's essential, Nieves.

-Can I come in? -Funeral specialist.

How's things? Did I see your daughters here earlier?

They were visiting. They had a lot of praise for Chemi.

After I spoke to them, I consulted the mirror and said to myself,

"Chemi, it looks like you've left your mark."

Oh, really?

But then it occurred to me, there's one area... where we have failed.

Racial diversity.

Racial diversity.

We're all Caucasian. The whole staff.

That's not acceptable in the 21st century.

-Unless... Is Carmen Black by any chance? -No, from Zamora. I saw her file.

We need to hire a person of color urgently, Dámaso.

And... who will you fire? Do you want suggestions?

No one's getting fired. We're just adding a multicultural person.

Oh. And what will their position be?

It'd be great to have some help with the cleaning.

Come on. Making a person of color clean wouldn't be a very good look.

So one question.

Once you hire the Bla... new person,

you'll have left your mark, right?

It's the one thing I'm missing.

I think it's an incredible idea.

And any race in particular?

A person of color? Mixed race?

There are lots of North Africans.

-Or it could be a Roma person. -What about a Chinese girl?

Well, there are so many races, right?

Strap yourself in. The medium was a charlatan.

Oh, shocking.

And now I don't know whether to be sad or happy.

Sad because she lied to me for months.

Or happy because the love of my life could be anyone.

How much did you say you spent on sessions?

Hey, do you know anything about the person of color?

What person of color?

Manuela overheard they're going to hire one.

But they don't know what for. It's crazy.

Hopefully reception because I am drowning.

-It's a sweet deal for one of us. -Yeah, I'll say. Half the workload.

People, I can't tell you why,

but if anyone has a heavy workload and could do with some assistance,

come see me.

I'm here to talk about my workload!

Well, I haven't decided if I want to be buried or cremated.

-Great. -Ugh...

I hate that my damn leg is forcing me to choose now.

So let the hospital dispose of it.

That same leg knelt down 20 years ago to propose to you.

What was I thinking?

They haven't amputated my ears.

Would you like me to give you a moment?

-No. -No, no. That's not necessary.

The cost of cremation covers my body as well, right?

Uh, nope.

-Why not? -Well, they're two separate cremations.

If you cremate my leg now and my body later, it's still one body.

I should only be charged for one cremation.

Um, a whole roast chicken is a different price

to two half chickens, hm?

Look, you only have to pay for the urn and the cremation since there's no wake.

And when you actually pass away...

-All right. Cremation. -Thank Christ.

-Show me a cheap urn. -In beige to match the living room.

-In beige, we have some real gems. Look... -In beige.

-That one's horrible. -Um, okay.

It's a lot of work to cover the tables, the bar, and the kitchen by myself.

But isn't the cafeteria almost always empty?

Not during a rush. It gets packed after a wake.

To the extent you need another person?

That's right. We urgently need a second driver.

But we only have one car.

You have to be well rested to drive.

And sometimes when I drive, I'm very stressed, mentally exhausted.

That is not good.

My whole department is swamped.

But you only operate the oven. And most days, it isn't used.

We're completely overwhelmed.

Hello Abel. Come in.

Mwah.

Mwah. Here for lunch? I made beans.

-No, I just have a question. -Hmm?

Will you be home tomorrow or in eight days?

No, two Wednesdays' time.

-Fifteen days, all up. -Fifteen days?

Yeah, 11 in Majorca and 4 in Menorca. Why?

Well, that's a long time.

And I found out online that group trips to Majorca can be dangerous.

Dangerous how?

People jump into the pool from their balconies.

And they get alcohol poisoning in Magaluf.

But those are English teenagers, not retirees like our group.

Fifteen days is a lot.

So how'd they look? Were they into each other?

They wouldn't stop kissing.

They slept together. Left the house together.

They're a couple.

-Oh fuck. Of course she prefers him to me. -Mm.

-He's so handsome. -No, that's the waiter.

It's the guy in the middle.

-That short guy? -Mm-mmm.

-I mean, he's no Brad Pitt. -It's outrageous.

-Would you prefer if he was handsome? -Of course.

If you're gonna lose the Champions League,

it's better to lose against Bayern than Albacete.

Well, for women, it's not always about the physical. Maybe he's... a poet.

A scientist. Or saves people from war zones.

I'm calling this guy back.

A pilot. An archaeologist. A professor of something. A soccer player.

Where's the casket?

No, there's no casket. Just cremate it like that.

It's polystyrene. It's combustible.

I only accept wooden caskets, cardboard, or materials that have been approved.

But I already told them that we didn't need a casket.

Well, you were wrong.

Anselmo, can't you just cremate it like that?

Sure, I'll pretend it's a lamb's shoulder. Maybe I'll put some garlic cloves on top?

Thank you.

Nieves.

I have good news, and I have bad news.

The bad news is expenses are going to increase.

Bad news, all right.

The good news is that our company is about to become

a beacon of racial diversity.

We're gonna hire six people of color.

What do you mean?

Well, I've been talking to the team about resourcing.

And almost everyone is struggling.

They have an unsustainable workload, and they're considering sick leave.

Well, I hadn't noticed that, but I'll tell you right now,

we can't afford six.

Especially with Vanesa's lawsuit pending.

Well, we could get by with five people of color.

Two Asians and three Black people, for example.

Five people seems a bit over the top.

Torregrosa, more diverse than ever.

I was gonna wait for a meeting, but I can't hold it in, so here it is.

We are going to hire four people of color. Boom.

-Four? -The specific races are yet to be decided.

So suggestions are welcome. Keep up the good work.

Morales. The dumbass is hiring four people. Four people!

I'm just with the...

We need to get him to quit now or... Did you interrupt me?

I'm just with the bereaved of the leg, boss.

Yeah, I'll call you back when...

Sorry about that. Anyway, I came back because, uh...

Uh, why do you have so many shoes?

There's a young man down the hall who's had the other leg amputated.

So we're gonna swap all of his right shoes for all of our left ones.

He's the exact same size as my husband, which is lucky.

Lucky would be having both legs.

Yeah. So anyway, um...

I told you we didn't need one, but actually we do need... a casket.

A whole coffin to cremate one leg? The fuck...?

We have some models on sale which I can show you now.

No. A coffin, an urn, a cremation... It's too much.

-Cancel the whole thing. -Oh, thank God.

-What do you mean, cancel? -We don't want any of it.

Oh, but the leg is already at the funeral home.

Well, you can keep it.

One will definitely be a driver. Good times, here we come.

I'm gonna have way more time to study.

Do you think this is a good thing?

The business can't afford four more salaries.

That's the boss's problem, not ours.

And when he realizes there's no money, and there are two drivers,

two waiters, two cremators...

Then they'll fire the new people.

Or he'll fire us because we're not diverse and he didn't choose us.

Hmm?

That happened with Real Madrid.

They kicked out the homegrown ones, and now the whole team is Black.

-And they're better. -That makes it even worse.

You're all idiots. All right. Which of you asked for help?

Torregrosa Funeral Home is looking

for professionals to fill a number of roles.

Previous experience, relevant training,

proactivity, and a dark complexion are valued.

Yes? Cremation artist, come in.

Ah. I've been thinking it over, and I don't need any help.

But you were completely swamped.

No, I've checked the outstanding files, and there's not that much. I can manage.

But next month you might get busy again.

Well, I'll just leave later. It's a plus. The bus will be less packed.

And what about the stress?

A little stress is good. It keeps you alert and alive.

-But if we had two drivers... -And adjust the seat all the time?

The height, the distance from the pedals, the rearview mirror.

It's not worth it.

So you think we only need one person of color?

Yeah, I think we only need one. And not in the cafeteria.

What does he do? Is he a businessman?

No, a doorman.

At a building near here, in fact.

He sleeps there.

He's got a little room on the ground floor.

-A doorman? -Mm-hmm.

It's a respectable profession.

Yeah, but he's no archaeologist or rock star.

He's short, bald, and he sweeps a building.

What the fuck does she see in him?

Maybe he's got a good sense of humor.

Women like men who can make them laugh. Who can hold a good conversation.

Right now it's about personality. God...

Love is complicated!

Bend the knees, Manuela, bend the knees. Good.

Abel. You've had 18 training sessions and three matches.

You need to bounce the ball.

But when I bounce it, it hits my foot. It hurts.

Hey. When's your girl get back?

In 15 days, but she's staying.

-Did something happen to her? -No, I said she couldn't go.

What? Abel...

-That's sexist. -And toxic.

-And possessive. -And controlling.

No, I did it to be with her.

I've seen three romantic comedies, and this is when they play nice music.

Most romantic comedies are toxic.

And poetry. And also love songs. Let her be independent and trust her.

And let her have fun with my neighbor's cousin's wife.

Her hotel room is on the sixth floor.

-So? -She could jump into the pool.

Call her right now.

Angelines?

All right.

She's putting in her hearing aid.

You can go to Majorca!

What is this?

A zero blood alcohol reading.

-You framed it? -To shut up the haters.

Dámaso.

Oh, we're meeting in this office.

Come in.

We're only going to hire one person of color.

Ah, that's much better. I didn't want to say, but I thought four was too many.

-One is enough for racial diversity. -The symbolism's what matters.

But why did the staff all change their minds?

I don't know. It was weird.

When I spoke to them about support, in theory,

everyone told me that they needed someone...

No.

No, no!

What is it?

Racism at Torregrosa.

-What are you talking about? -It's clear to me.

They all wanted someone to help them... until they heard about their skin color.

Then everyone changed their minds. It's racism.

Chemi, could it be that they asked for help

because they wanted to do less work?

And when they heard you were hiring four people,

they got scared about how much it would cost and backed out?

They're scared of people who are different.

If I said I was hiring four blonds, they'd ask for a fifth.

-Well, we can't allow this. -Nieves, we have to reeducate them.

Uh, Chemi. You've already solved so many problems.

We can deal with the racism when I become director.

-Look, I will... -No. I can't leave you with this mess.

I'm not going anywhere till I've dealt with the scourge of racism.

You look pale. Are you feeling all right?

Will I get you a supplement?

They won't take the leg back at the hospital.

It's not a Zara T-shirt you can exchange.

Once the delivery is formalized, it's formalized.

So what do I do? The owner doesn't want it.

Uh, if you pay for the casket, I'll cremate it for you.

I don't have the money for a casket.

Well, then just throw it out.

No. No way.

If someone finds it, they'll call homicide.

A recycling center?

Mm... Look just keep it in the fridge until the next cremation.

What for?

Come on, throw it in with the other corpse and burn the lot.

But sometimes the bereaved want to see the body when they say their farewells.

Do you want them to see Grandpa with three legs?

I'm gonna go to the hospital and see if I can talk to someone.

Let's go.

It's not that big, and it seems well insulated.

What are you saying?

Pablo.

Vanesa.

How are you? I'm so sorry about what happened with...

-Where are you getting off? -The hospital.

Uh, I'll get off there too. I have something to tell you.

-Okay, sure. -Okay.

I'm not clairvoyant. I have no idea who the love of your life is

or if you see them every day. It was all made up. See you.

I can't believe it. I dropped out of law school because of her.

Really?

Well, and I'd only passed one subject in three years, but I trusted her.

Barack Obama, president.

El Guerrouj, athlete.

-Haruki Murakami, writer. -What's he talking about?

Oprah Winfrey, communicator.

Confucius, philosopher.

Sitting Bull, political leader.

Malala Yousafzai, activist.

Denzel Washington, actor.

El Pescaílla, guitarist.

What is it that all of these celebrities have in common?

They're people of color.

Colleagues, racism is not acceptable at Torregrosa.

Phenomenal. They've been reeducated.

-It's not that easy, Dámaso. -Oh.

Over the next few days, my priority as director

is to teach you

that we are all equal, regardless of the color of our skin

or how slanted our eyes are.

I know you'd prefer someone with blond hair and blue eyes,

right, Anselmo?

Isn't that true, Olivia?

But we are going to hire a person of color,

and you will learn not to hate them.

I'll now echo the famous words of Martin Luther King

that he spoke on August 28, 1963.

"I have a dream."

"I have a dream... that one day this nation

will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed..."

So they haven't told you anything about my lawsuit?

No, no, and they haven't told Dámaso, or he would have said something.

Will I have to testify?

Yes, I mean, I intend to call you as a witness.

But I'd advise you not to say anything to the others.

That's fine. Sure.

-Pablo, all you need to do is... -No!

-What's wrong? -The leg!

-The leg? -The leg!

The leg, the leg!

What leg?

-That's his ex-wife? -Yeah. Have a listen.

David? David is just so dull.

He's just a bore. The typical boring, sad man.

And the few friends he has are total losers like him.

He's pessimistic, boring, annoying, negative, dull.

Well, now I'm confused.

Maybe he's great in the bedroom?

In the bedroom, he's a disaster, cold. There's no spark.

I mean, you might have a small one, but you can still put some effort in.

The only other explanation I've got

is that he showed up when she really wanted a partner.

He just happened to be in the right place at the right time.

-I was gonna tell her how I felt that day. -What happened?

Chemi! He turned up before I could tell her.

He's the director, and he's the reason I'm not dating Luisa.

He's ruining my life.

-Your eye's starting to twitch. -I do not care!

Want some lorazepam? There's still some from the guinea pig.

Thanks. We'll be in touch, Mohamed.

Hey, what's up, brother?

Uh, please come in.

Oh là là!

This room is so beautiful!

There's so much light, Angelines.

Oh, there's a balcony.

Ooh, the pool is right there.

Oh, wow.

You know what? I'm gonna jump in.

Like an English teenager?

Mm-hmm.