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[intriguing jazz music playing]

[man] Yeah, I know. Ah, such a shock.

I hadn't seen him in a long time.

[indistinct chatter]

[jazz music fades]

[train rattling on tracks]

[cell phone ringing]

[clears throat]

- [Dámaso] Yeah? - Hi, boss. How did it go?

Well, I'm… I'm shaken, Morales. I'm shaken.

- Sad because you never got to know him? - Who?

Oh, my father? No, no. I don't care about that.

It's because of something that I saw at the funeral.

What was it, boss?

People came, but nobody sat in the front row.

And I realized that's the key to life.

Who's going to sit in the front row at your funeral?

Uh, I'm not sure I'm following you.

The people in the front row are your partner,

your parents, your children, your siblings.

Everyone else avoids it.

The church might be full,

but if the front row is empty… you were alone in life.

Boss, you went through this same thing when your mother died.

But I don't think going to India is the solution.

I didn't say anything about going to India.

I just want to know that if this train crashes and I die, uh…

someone will sit in that front row.

Well, what about me, boss?

And I'm sure your other colleagues would--

[sighs]

[lively jazz music playing]

DEATH INC.

["Cacho a cacho" by Estopa playing on stereo]

- [singing along] - [horn blares]

[screams echo]

Then I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep.

It's normal to dream about a traumatic experience.

I still have dreams about the dog that attacked me.

- It was a poodle. - It had a really loud bark.

Girl, don't compare dreaming about a dog

to me reliving the accident in which me and my boyfriend died.

- You were only dead for six minutes. - [sighs] I'm exhausted.

Well, on the bright side, we have mandatory naps.

Good morning. Do you know where Morales is?

With a declarant. Dámaso, can I have a tissue?

I don't have any.

Then can I borrow a pen?

Dámaso. How was your personal leave? What was it?

I had things to do.

Oh. It's personal, I guess. [chuckles] Come on, I'll catch you up.

You'll notice everywhere you look…

Okay, I just need something from Morales.

I have a pen from Dámaso.

A cleaning cloth from my doorman.

Two cherimoya seeds from Abel.

A glove from my baker…

I don't know what you're doing, but it sounds messed up.

I'm taking objects to the medium since my destiny wasn't with Antonio--

- [sighs] Oh my God. - Where are you going?

Look, I love you, Olivia. But I'm done listening to your drama.

What drama?

This is my life.

And in the mid-range, we have some real gems.

[sobs] I'm sorry. Please continue.

No, no, no, no. It's okay. There's no rush.

Thank you. I don't know how I'm gonna go on without him.

It's all so hard…

[PA system chimes]

[Chemi, cheerful] Good morning, people. Today is gonna be a wonderful day.

Let's go out there with a big smile

and give it all of our energy.

[PA system chimes]

What do you think? Now I can motivate them from a distance.

I am lost for words.

Boom!

- Boom! That's the word. Boom! - [laughs]

You're certainly leaving a mark. I'd say--

- You have a go. - [PA system chimes]

- That's not necessary. - Come on, say something.

Um…

You can do it, team.

[under breath] Goddamn motherfucker…

Come on, it's game day. We need to work on our aim.

Whoo! Almost.

Come on, Abel, your turn.

But bounce it, bounce it. [clapping]

Come on, come on!

Nieves, you've received a registered letter.

Oh! I'm… I'm coming. Keep practicing.

- [Nieves shouts] Nino! - I'm doing it. [grunts]

[Laia] Nino, what the hell?

- Hey, don't touch my bottle. - This is beer.

No, it's not. It's a sports drink. A new barley one they just released.

[Laia exclaims]

[murmuring]

[Dámaso sighs]

Morales, how did it go with the declarant?

Really well. The wake and cremation are this afternoon.

Are you feeling better? Will it help if we conspire a little?

Have you seen the new loudspeakers?

Later. I want to discuss your work.

Oh, okay.

No, not with you, with your mother. I want to hold another review with her.

[Morales] Mm.

[inhales sharply]

Listen, boss. I know what this is about.

My internship is coming to an end, and you need to draw up my contract…

We're looking at it, which is why I wanted to meet with her.

- Do you know if she's free for lunch? - I think so, yeah.

Don't make assumptions. Call her and ask her.

I can't call the French restaurant and say I think we'll come for lunch.

- You're holding my review at a restaurant? - It's just an example.

[lively jazz music playing]

[murmuring] That's gonna work.

- [knocking on door] - Yeah?

- I thought you'd be in the other office. - No, no. I'm creating.

The other space is too formal. It lacks a certain vibrance.

A registered letter came from Vanesa.

- Oh, how is she? - She disputes her dismissal.

And she summoned me to a conciliation something or other.

It sounds bad.

Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

She's a good person. And conciliation is a beautiful word.

Read it. It talks about claims and damages.

Mm, no, not in this office.

This is a management issue.

I know this man.

- Where from? - I have no idea.

- [Abel] How do you know you know him? - I can tell by looking.

[Abel] There are similar phenotypes.

It could be someone with a similar genomic--

That's not it. I definitely know this man.

I have a girlfriend.

Two days ago, you didn't. When did you meet her?

Two days ago. Want the lowdown?

- I'm trying to quit. - What?

Listening to you and Olivia.

Fine.

With nothing further to add, yours sincerely, Vanesa Hernández.

Maybe I shouldn't have fired her, but I thought I had to.

Do you think she'll sue us?

Don't assume the worst.

Go to the hearing, kiss her on each cheek, and find out what she wants.

- No point in worrying before then. - But we need a strategy.

It might help to get an opinion from Olivia or Dámaso…

No, no, no, no. That'll only lead to gossip, anxiety, stress, rumors… No.

Just wait for the hearing. Besides, it's game day.

All right, whatever you think.

Nieves, I want to run an idea by you.

I'm not sure if it should go in the jar or not.

What are your thoughts on cryonics?

Isn't that what Walt Disney did?

I mean, if someone is frozen,

their family is still allowed to mourn them, right?

To hold a wake.

Do people do that in Spain?

None of my friends have frozen husbands.

Because no funeral homes offer it.

Uh, Nino!

- What's up? - Uh, we were just discussing cryonics.

Brr… I can't stand the cold.

Do you still dream when you're frozen?

[Chemi] We're looking into the possibility of implementation.

Would the deceased remain cold enough when they're transferred in the hearse?

Depends where the popsicle lives.

Shrimp from the supermarket makes it home no problem.

- But December is not the same as August. - [Chemi] No, they're not the same.

[sighs] Hmm.

[Olivia exhales]

[Morales] Hmm…

- Did you take my spoon? - Of course not.

Morales, is the deceased downstairs yours?

- Mm-hmm. - What do you know about him?

He, um… Died of a blood clot.

- Venous or arterial? - Do you know what he did for work?

I'm terrified of arterial clots…

[PA system chimes]

[Chemi] If anyone is an expert in cryonics,

please come to my office.

Otherwise, have a great morning and remember to smile!

What an asshole.

[Manuela] These speakers are literally everywhere.

I'm more upset about the naps.

And making us play basketball?

Abel said he's going to complain at the meeting this morning.

That's what needs to be done.

So let's all tell him what we think.

Look, I'm so close to retirement, I might as well fuck some shit up.

I'm not sure that's the right attitude.

[aesthetician] Like I said, it'll take several sessions

before you start to notice a change.

But I'll have a bit less double chin by noon, right?

I have an important lunch and I-- Hang on.

- [cell phone ringing] - [sighs]

What is it, Morales?

Where are you, boss? I've been looking for you.

Yeah, I'm at a retirement home looking for clients.

Listen, the mark is under threat. People want to complain at the meeting.

We can't let that happen. I'll be there in…

No. No, no, no, no.

My priority today is the front row.

What, boss?

I can't leave the retirement home, Morales.

You take care of it. Make sure Chemi doesn't get any complaints.

Please continue.

But, boss, that's gonna be difficult.

Morales, how many plans and schemes

have you watched me devise in the time you've known me?

I'm not sure. Thirty or forty.

Well, then you know everything you need to know.

- [door opens] - [footsteps approaching]

- [widow sighs sadly] - Mm.

- Good morning. - Hm.

- [Manuela] Mm. - [widow] Hm?

How can I help?

I've brought in the clothes for my husband.

Oh. Um, my deepest condolences.

Uh, can I ask you something?

I saw your late husband earlier.

And I'm sure I know him, but I don't know where from.

What was your husband's job?

He was a gardener.

No, that's not it. Maybe we were neighbors?

We've only been here six months. We're from Huelva.

- I've never been to Huelva. - It's a beautiful place.

Where did you spend your summers?

Well, Huelva has excellent beaches--

Ah. Manuela, I have a question. The fridges downstairs…

The mortuary chambers in the embalming room.

Right. Do they have settings for a deep freeze?

[jazz music playing]

- Well… - [music stops]

- I really let Chemi have it in the box. - What box?

Oh, you haven't heard?

He made a suggestions and complaints box.

He said we could choose to stay anonymous if we want.

And of course, it's better to vent there

than in a meeting and having to deal with all that fuss.

No?

All right, let's go.

- Have you seen the complaints box? - What box?

COMPLAINTS AND SUGGESTIONS

Here it is. You can put your complaints in it.

Why is the box hidden away here and not in his office?

For the sake of anonymity.

Ah, yeah, yeah.

[Morales] Mm.

[panting]

- [police siren wailing] - Oh.

- Are you waiting to see Rosario? - [Rosario] They're all legal transfers.

They're from friends.

- We go out for dinner to Don Mateo. - Rosario, I brought the objects that--

- [officer] Move aside, ma'am. - "Ma'am"? Really?

- Come on. Let's go. - I'm a simple homemaker.

Please, I'm recovering from a fall. I'm a simple homemaker!

- [officer] We're not interested. - Oh, help me!

[officer] Enough. Stop making a scene. You're coming with us.

[quietly] God damn…

TORREGROSA FUNERAL HOME

- Dámaso, hello. - Ah, Mrs. Nieves.

We're about to go into a meeting with Chemi.

Yeah, I've just come from a retirement home.

What do you think of his initiatives so far?

I'm not sure if everyone likes the loudspeakers.

Well, I think they've all been home runs.

It's amazing how quickly he's leaving his mark.

He's considering cryonics.

[inhales sharply] That sounds fantastic. He's a visionary.

Well, if you have faith in him, I won't worry.

I have blind faith. After you! [chuckles]

[Chemi] Okay, great. Everyone's here.

Well, people, today is an important day.

Because we have a game this afternoon.

But right now, it's time for One Day, One Boom.

[chuckles] All right, uh, Nino. You do the honors.

"OR code."

[Chemi] It's "QR."

No, no, it's an O.

No, it's, it's a Q. I'm the one who wrote it.

Anyway, starting from today,

we're gonna be including a QR code on all of our funeral urns

that direct you to a video of the deceased.

- You'll just point your phone… - Fantastic idea.

And within seconds, you'll be watching a video of your dead relative on YouTube.

Talking, singing, it's up to the declarant.

- [muffled] Nieves! Nieves! Nieves! - [Nieves giggling]

[whispering] Hey, boss.

- Did you notice? - What is it?

No one made any complaints to Chemi.

Because I set up a suggestions box and…

Will your mom meet me there, or will I pick her up?

For your review, I mean.

I'm not sure. I'll ask her.

- Seeing as the meeting finished early… - Oh…

- Oh no… - What's the matter?

- Uh, she's dead. - Who?

Um, uh, Laura, a friend of my mother's.

I'll give my condolences at the review, but just ask her.

Um, she'll have to postpone, boss. The wake's in San Elías.

- Morales, it was already booked in. - I know, but this is a huge blow.

Laura was really sick. Things looked better for a while, but--

A huge blow, as in she's grieving?

- Mm-hmm. - And vulnerable?

- Yeah. What was her friend's surname? - Ridruejo.

Dear God in heaven.

[sighs]

- Laura Ridruejo was my friend too. - Really?

Yeah, it's a huge blow for me as well. This must be the message now.

"Wake to be held in… San…"

- "San…" - San Elías.

- "San Elías." That's what it says. - Yeah.

Well, I guess I'm going too. When's your mother leaving?

Pretty soon, I guess.

- Don't make assumptions. Ask her. - I'll ask her, mm…

On a nearby court. After work, against the dealership.

I really want to win, but Chemi says the important thing is sharing synergies.

[Milagros] We want to talk to you about him, Mom.

We found out that he's the new director.

And we don't approve.

We've talked about this.

Your personal issues have nothing to do with the business.

It's not personal. It's about his performance.

You aren't even there.

We've heard from people who are.

Dámaso, for example, and he has a lot of experience.

Yeah, why not ask him what he thinks about the new director and his ideas?

He says Chemi is a visionary.

He has blind faith in him. He couldn't be happier.

Dámaso, with the goatee?

[Nieves] Mm-hmm.

Mm!

[man] I still can't believe it. She was so young.

[woman] Oh, I know. It's tragic, isn't it?

[Dámaso] Luisa.

Hi Dámaso. Pablo told me she was your friend too.

- A dear friend from padel. - Ah.

I still can't believe that…

- It's so awful. - Come here.

[sighs] Poor Laura…

- It isn't fair. - [crying]

People, it's nap time.

I want you all to stop what you're doing right now

and take a relaxing nap.

[PA system chimes]

I'm putting another complaint in the box.

I can't sleep right now. Angelines is coming to visit.

My girlfriend. I have a girlfriend.

Wow, uh, where did you meet her?

At bingo.

[intriguing jazz music playing]

Angelines at bingo…

[music fades]

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Just let me have one more look.

[huffs] Goddammit.

[sighs] Maybe you saw him on the street or on TV.

He looks like he'd go on dating shows.

It's more than that. He's someone who's really important to me.

He could be a friend who became a guy.

He'd only been in Madrid for six months.

- Maybe he had a twin. - He's an only child.

Well, I don't know. [huffs]

Will it help if I change his expression?

What do you mean?

Angry. Surprised!

- You can take him. - [sighs]

[in funny voice] "See you, Manuela. I'm going." [laughs]

[sighs]

That's Miriam, her sister. You know her, right?

Yes, very well. We were talking before you got here.

I told her, "Miriam, we have to remember the good."

And she helped me feel better. She's so strong.

The poor thing has no family left.

Um… Luisa, have you ever thought about the front row?

Like at a concert?

No, no, no. At a funeral…

If you see Juan, tell him I'm in the cafeteria.

- Of course. - Miriam, remember what I told you.

[exhales forcefully] Okay.

Sorry, Dámaso.

You were talking about front-row tickets? I'm completely out of it.

No, no, no, no. The, uh… front row at a funeral.

It's a philosophical reflection.

Luisa, when you're approaching 40 like me, you start to wonder about the…

I'll be back in a second.

- [Pilar] Why say that to our mother? - [Dámaso] Because of the mark.

What is the mark?

Chemi promised he'd only stay on short term,

until he left his mark, his imprint.

And I'm trying to convince him that he's done it, so that he can fuck off.

It makes no sense for you to have a different strategy to us.

It's absurd. We need to work as--

I didn't know you were seeing her today.

[scoffs] What else has the dumbass done?

Uh, he's rolled out mandatory naps. He's thinking about cryonics…

- Huh? - Jesus…

We can meet this week to strategize,

but right now I need to get back to my friend's wake.

Fine, fine, our deepest condolences.

Thank you.

Yeah, they sealed off her office, and she might go to jail.

So she didn't pay her taxes.

But then where should the paranormal pay tax?

They don't have borders.

Who knows if a spirit's in Spain or Andorra.

What do I do?

I need to know who my destiny is.

How many guys do you see every day?

Including you, ten.

- Well, we can rule me out and Anselmo. - Yes, please.

The rest are trial and error.

I'd start with that pale guy who had a thing for you.

I guess Abel's one of the most likely. Should I ask him to dinner?

- He's out there. - Yeah, do it.

[Abel] I'm given creative freedom…

I'll go over as soon as he's finished with that woman.

Who is she, his mother?

Not sure. It could be a client.

[Abel] I'll call you when I finish.

- I don't think that's his mother. - No.

Whoa, are you guys seeing this?

[Antonio] Oh my God…

[intriguing jazz music playing]

[music intensifies]

- ["Cacho a cacho" by Estopa playing] - [singing along]

[brakes screech]

[horn blaring]

[unsettling music rises]

[unsettling music subsides]

Was he a truck driver before he…?

Yes, he quit a few years ago. He was in an accident.

Is that how you know him?

You all right?

In the United States, the cryonics industry is enormous.

But can you imagine the electricity bills?

That's why if we did it here, we'd need to find a partner

like a supermarket chain.

It's illegal in Spain.

Cryonics? Are you sure?

Article 6 of the mortuary health regulations is not exactly ambiguous.

Ah, I'd already been looking at stuff on AliExpress.

All right, Chemi, I'll need to take you through the pick and roll.

When are we gonna head to the game? An hour before?

No, let's get there earlier. People are pumped.

Right, Abel?

- Huh? - [exclaims]

I've stated my opinion in the complaints box.

What box?

Your complaints and suggestions box.

[chuckles awkwardly]

Did you set up a complaints and suggestions box?

- Yes. - Why?

[hesitates] Because you asked me to this morning, don't you remember?

- No. - Oh, well, um…

Maybe you said something else and I misheard, because today my--

- Hey. - Hey.

My, uh, ear has been blocked.

- Oh, that can be quite frustrating. - Yeah.

But anyway, it's no big deal. I can get rid of it if you want.

No, I think it's great. I want to read through everything.

Where is it?

Huh? My, uh…

- [shouts] Where is it? - Oh, I put it in a locker, um…

- Wait here. I'll go get it. Okay? - No. I'll come with you.

- I'm a fast walker. - So am I.

- Thank you. - Mm.

Dámaso, do you want to sit down for a bit?

No, Luisa, I… I think I need to get out of here.

I call you a cab.

No, no, no.

I don't think I should be alone right now.

It's not a good idea at a time like this.

It's… it's so… so hard.

I think the two of us should be together.

Go for a walk, have dinner…

Something to help us take our minds off the anguish.

Break the mental loop.

- Oh… - I think I know what you need.

Let's go. We'll take my car.

Oh, all right. If you think that's best.

Let's say goodbye to Laura's sister.

You go ahead. I don't want Miriam to see me like this.

[lively jazz music playing]

[Morales] "Whenever I hear you on the loudspeaker, mmm…

I get a huge boost in motivation."

- That's great. Keep going. - Yeah.

"The idea of making us take mandatory naps is b…

brilliant."

Sounds like that one's a crowd pleaser.

Uh…

"The whole One Day, One Boom thing is…

is touching my heart because it's so exciting."

Aw, what a rush! [chuckles]

Yeah, well, that was the last one.

It really shows you the difference between being a boss and a leader.

Bosses are obeyed, leaders are followed because people believe in them.

Yeah, you can really feel it in here, the admiration.

- Here, give me those. I want to keep them. - No.

Why not?

I was thinking of laminating them first.

What an idea. That's fantastic, Morales. Absolutely.

- [both laugh] - [lively jazz music playing]

[music stops]

[Manuela] Here it is. There are 2500 funeral homes in Spain.

What are the chances that the truck driver who killed my boyfriend

would end up at the one I work at?

Until recently, he lived in Huelva.

There's something that disturbs me even more.

- What's that? - Abel is dating a grandma.

[huffs] Nino, I was dead for six minutes.

What if I got a second chance for a reason, hm?

What if this guy was sent as a reminder?

Who do you think sent him? Jesus?

- Oh, fuck off, Nino. - Pass me my Gatorade.

[car horn passing]

Are we going for a drink? Some champagne would calm my nerves.

- No. - Dinner? The movies?

What you need is to burn some adrenaline and switch off.

No, no, no, no. I don't think so. I appreciate your intentions, but I--

Dámaso, exercise is the best thing for you right now.

- Then let's go for a jog together. - Listen, those are your friends.

You're much better off with them than me. We barely know each other.

But you and I have a lot in common.

We both loved Laura. We're both single.

[Chemi] Dámaso!

Come on, you're the starting forward!

Go on, we'll talk tomorrow.

Come on, LeBron! [chuckles]

[intriguing jazz music playing]

[music continues]

- [Nieves] Let's go, let's go! - [Chemi] Who's on three?

[Nieves] Get the ball! Get the ball! Defense!

[Chemi] Hustle! Hustle! Come on!

[indistinct shouting]

Come on! Come on! Go, go, go, go!

That's it! That's it!

- [Nieves shouts] - [Chemi grunts]

- [Olivia] Over here! - [Chemi] Pick it up!

[Abel grunts]

[Chemi] Okay, okay. Good try. Good try. Let's go.

- Keep our heads up. - [Anselmo] Come on, come on.

Take the shot!

[cheering]

Torregrosa!

[Chemi] Yes! Way to go, Manuela!

Shoot, shoot!

Okay, okay. Dámaso, come on. Go, buddy.

[cheering]

[music ends]