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Okay. This is the last challenge.

RACE START LINE

This will determine your future.

Many of you are destined for glory.

Others for unemployment.

When you got here,
you didn't give a shit about your jobs.

Not anymore, right?

FOUR DAYS EARLIER

-Will you be okay?
-Yes, super.

-Why are you holding them like that?
-To kiss you.

-No, Lu.
-What do you think of my hair?

-Your hair?
-Too short?

-No.
-You're sure?

-No way.
-My love! No.

We talked about this.
New haircut, new chapter.

It's okay.

-Ciao.
-Everything is okay.

-Of course.
-Otherwise, lay them down or…

Yes. Got it.

-Okay?
-Purée, right?

I don't know how things will be…
Yes, purée.

It's been months.
Maybe they've been slipping.

-Don't worry. Look. Ciao, Mommy.
-They're…

-What's up? Mommy's leaving!
-Ciao, Mommy!

-She'll be back soon.
-Bye.

GO TEAM!

Everything's fine.

You slept well.

The babies let me sleep.

I was dying to come back!

I was dying to come back!

Wow! I'm so happy to see you all!

Got anything for me?

12TH SPANISH CHEESE CONTEST
SILVER - TÍO MOCHALES

ARTISAN CHEESES
CURED COW'S CHEESE

Hello?

I hear footsteps…

Surprise!

THANKS FOR EVERYTHING

Surpri--

What the hell?

What's going on?

What are you doing here?

It's my first day back.

Your first day back is tomorrow.

Did you see her hair?
What did you do to it?

Yes, I cut it.

Postpartum cut. Do you like it?

It's a dream.

For the kids?

-Thanks. You shouldn't have.
-No.

No.

No. It's not for you. It's for Padilla.

-Is he my replacement?
-He's coming!

He's coming! Get down!

Surprise!

Nice.

Angelines.

-He was my replacement?
-María.

Yes.

He uses a lot of soccer metaphors
that blow me away.

-That's nice.
-Yes.

The team is what matters most.
And scoring goals. Don't forget.

Long live Padilla!

I love you.

I can't believe my team.

Listen, girl.
You were gone for six months.

And?

Well, Padilla won us over.

Yes. I can see that.

He didn't cry when I banned him
from making deals over drinks.

And he closed our deal with Mercadona.

Wonderful.

Because I worked on that deal for months.

Well, he closed it.

-And he saved our year.
-Yes.

-Okay. Show me a picture of your kiddos.
-Yes.

That new pesto cheese…

It looks bad but tastes good.

-The other one smells awful.
-Okay…

-Aw, look!
-Let me see!

-Wow.
-Leo. And this is Lucía.

They're so cute
in their matching overalls.

My boys went around
with their willies out.

-Domingo.
-What?

That's a bit inappropriate.

It'd be inappropriate if mine was out.

You can't talk about that at work.

You can't because you're woke.

Stop, Domingo.

You're all so dull. No one's dancing.

Angelines, you can't take medical leave
for your hip again.

She'll break it.

-Ever heard of the woke dictatorship?
-Yes.

My brother-in-law told me
about it the other day.

It's a Facebook video.
You're going to freak.

-Sure.
-All right.

Angelines, turn the music down.

-I'm Natalia.
-Turn the music down, Natalia.

-I have to tell you something.
-Listen.

-Party's over. Pepa wants to talk.
-Okay. Be quiet and pay attention.

First of all, I want to thank Padilla.

-He's been here the past few months.
-No.

He closed our deal with Mercadona.

Mercadona, Mercadona

You're the boss.

Olguita, congrats on the kids.
It's almost like they're ours.

That's so sweet.

Thank you. I was dying to--

Now, onto the important part.

This year's team-building event…

It's in Marbella this year.

Five-star hotel, open bar, everything.

-When is it?
-Tomorrow.

What the hell? No way.

…but, unfortunately,

because this would've been
our best team-building event to date,

we can't go.

What happened?

Laura?

Please.

Laura and her Human Resources team…

I don't…

I don't have a team.

…have planned a fantastic weekend for us.

-Right, Laura?
-Yes.

Well, considering the financial resources
at our disposal,

and after a lot of hard work,

we've planned a weekend away.

We're going to go…

to Vilches del Morrazo.

-What's that?
-Where's that?

The hometown of Aldo Mochales.

Tío Mochales, the old man in the beret,
the founder of the company.

The real one, okay? And…

We're going to do all kinds of activities.

We're going to milk cows.

Sustainable ecotourism.

Woke, see? That's woke.

And, most importantly,

we'll stop being employees
and start being people.

But we'll still be employees a bit.

Yes.

Go team. Let's go.

Go team!

Too bad.

-Is this what I asked for?
-Yes.

Hi.

Welcome to the club, Mommy!

Thanks.

-We have a gift.
-Yes.

-Really?
-You didn't have to.

They're some cheap onesies.

-They're so cute.
-Yes.

Hey, we know recovery can be tough.

And the first day you leave them…

-Drama!
-Drama!

-I'm doing well. Thanks. Yes.
-Yes?

How's your…? Well…

-Pelvic floor.
-Yes.

-It's good.
-No leaks?

Are you still breastfeeding?

I have two clogged ducts in each boob.

-Wanna see them?
-If you'll excuse me…

-Yes.
-Of course.

-Thanks for…
-You're welcome.

-Of course.
-Take it easy, okay?

Pepa.

-Take care. Best of luck.
-Yes, I'm thrilled.

-Aren't you going on unemployment?
-Yes.

-So?
-Nothing…

Domingo, listen.

This is fine,

but it's not living.

I have an RV.

When I'm not covering someone's leave,
I go to the countryside.

I go to Valle del Jerte with my wife.

-Wow!
-There we crack open a few beers.

And we watch the sunset
while we bang and bang.

We talk about everything.
About life, and what's left to live.

-Marvelous.
-And how sad it is to work in an office.

You know what?

When I think about that,
and I remember work…

Look at this.

What is this?

Well, I tell myself,

"You've wasted so much time, man."

Well, best of luck, Domingo.

Be honest. I won't fire you.

TÍO MOCHALES' NEW IMAGE

It looks like
it's trying to be the gay flag.

-Like what?
-Like…

I can't sell cheese with this stuff.

-You can't sell… Sorry.
-Sorry.

-Next.
-Okay.

TÍO MOCHALES
A LITTLE CHEESE AND A LITTLE LOVE

-Pepa never listens to me.
-Just a matter of time until she starts.

-To me?
-Seriously. To you. You're talented.

-I'm out of here, okay?
-Have a good one.

END OF NEW DESIGN PRESENTATION

-What's Mom of The Year still doing here?
-Hey, Mr. Talented.

-You're nosy.
-That was cute.

-Aren't you going to do anything?
-About what?

About what else?

Come on. He's an employee.

We're not employees during
the team-building event. What are we?

Laura's a trip. Where are you going?

-To talk to Pepa.
-About what?

-Wish me luck.
-Good luck.

-Pepa.
-How are you, hon?

Good.

When I have a sec, we need to catch up.

-How about now?
-Not now. I'm leaving.

Quick question, Pepa.

It's about the team-building event.
Since I just got back…

-Yes?
-It's optional, right?

Of course it is.

Good.

But you should go.

Since you've been gone for so long,
it'd be good for you, right?

Obviously. Of course.

Yes. I'm going to go.

New haircut, right?

Yes.

You can't always get it right.

Look. It looks good on Lu too.

That's Leo.

I knew maternity leave
would have consequences.

-Sure, because you didn't want to take it.
-You didn't.

You took 15 days
and went to fitboxing a ton.

Let's not fight. Do you want your kids
to grow up without a dad?

They're going to grow up.
My wrists are already destroyed.

Hey, what are you doing?

Please, don't leave me. Olga.

I'm packing for my team-building event.

What team-building event?

The one I go to every year.

Wait a sec.
You're going to leave your kids alone?

Not alone. With their dad.

Before weaning?

The freezer is full of milk.

The freezer. Great.

That's great. The freezer is full of milk.

That's great.

All I know is
I have to kill it this weekend.

Hey. Wait, it's this weekend?

Olga. Weren't we…?

Okay.

RV WORLD

Hi.

So, you miss them, right?

Are you crying?

Uh, no.

Shame and guilt, the Catholic queens.

It sounds like you can hear them.

How they say, "Mom."

-"Mom."
-"Where are you, Mom?"

-Mom is at max capacity at work.
-Yes.

-Excuse me. My team needs me.
-Of course.

Of course.

It's a pyramid thing.
You put in some money, and you grow.

You have to recruit members.

I joined. You have no idea
how much money I've made.

-I recommend it. Do you have cash?
-Hey.

We'll show them that Sales
still does the heavy lifting.

-Of course.
-Good.

Look, I brought drugs.

Parrondo.

No, obviously. Olga, you're so naive.
That was a joke, boss.

You're so naive. Why would I bring drugs?

Listen, ladies.

We're not in Sales,
so we don't have to worry about this.

-We're too old for this.
-I'm young.

Sure, but Natalia, for example,
sprained her ankle last year.

That's because I have bad joints.

Hey, colleagues.

Can you all listen up for a minute?

Yes. Hi!

They can't hear you.

This isn't working, is it?

What is that hellish thing?
What's going on?

Yes. Can you hear me now?

-Now we can.
-Yes.

We have a surprise for you all.

GREAT CHEESE, GREAT IDEAS

The box of great ideas.

We made this box

so all of you can submit your ideas

on how to improve
day-to-day life at the company, okay?

For example, "bring your pet."

Don't hold back.

All ideas are great ideas.

THURSDAY

That's cryptocurrency.
It's virtual. Now's the time.

I play now, check it at night…

Asia does its thing.
You sell… millionaire.

Oh my God, this is a dump.

Really?

-Do you like nature?
-It's pretty cool, right?

Yes, I like it too.

I love it. I'm a super environmentalist.

I have a bit of eco-anxiety
with everything that's happening…

What are they talking about?
Are they hooking up?

No. Not yet.

Welcome to Vilches del Morrazo,

where there are
more cows than inhabitants.

I can't hear you.

A bit louder.

Let's go!

Welcome.

Back here, you can see all the games

we'll be playing over the weekend.

Hula-Hoops, role-playing, cow milking…

All for points.

We'll fill in the panel with your scores,
which will be the die-cast medals.

THE GREAT TEAM GAME

And the people with the most points…

Surprise.

I told you. It's a competition.

-It's important…
-We'll destroy them.

What we're going to do is

keep the three Cs in mind.

Confidence, communication,
and cooperativity.

-How fun, right?
-Three clear Cs.

Confidence, communication,
and cooperativity.

Where did you find him?

I think he's an actor.

-Cooperativity.
-That's it.

Excuse me. Sorry for jumping in.

I want to say something on behalf of
all the members of this great family.

What I'll say is,
and I think we'll all agree,

thank you to the company and,
above all, thank you, Pepa,

for this great gift you've given us.

We're going to make the most of it.
Am I right?

Go team!

Many of you are probably wondering
what's behind these doors.

Cows.

And something else.

Well, a ton of shit.
It really stinks out here…

Our dear founder,

Aldo Mochales.

Mr. Mochales.

He doesn't look like
the guy on the cheese label.

Dear Aldo,
I know you don't like public speaking,

but could you say a few words
to start the weekend, please?

Fifty years ago…

I dreamt that Jesus Christ and a dwarf

were cutting my dad's hair.

He didn't tell me this.

I was drinking liquor with the dwarf.

Two days later, my dad died.

Did the dwarf kill him?

-What?
-Did the dwarf kill him?

How could the dwarf kill him?

No?

No way. He was flattened by a tractor.

That's awful.

And, one year later,

I dreamt I founded a cheese factory…

and I decided to bring that dream to life.

Who are all of you?

The employees.

Well, that was rough.

Well, you really inspired us.

What?

You really did inspire us. Great.

Goosebumps, Aldo.

A round of applause, please.

Yes. I'll walk you back.

But not to the cowshed. Not with the cows.

Doesn't he live here?

What?

At Tío Mochales, what are we?
We're cheesemakers.

And what is the first step
in making the best cheese?

The milk?

Each team will have a cow
at their disposal.

The team that extracts the most milk…

wins.

-Pull.
-I don't want to hurt--

It grosses me out.

Good job, mommies!

Look at the baby. He misses his mommy.

"Baby"? Do you know
how good that steak is if you cook it?

Okay. Go on. Shit.

-Shit.
-Hey.

-Oh, no.
-She's leaving!

-No.
-She's leaving us.

Help!

Come back. You can tie up the cows.

That wasn't too bad,
considering it was our first time.

I don't think they're ready
for this activity.

We should've started with something easy.

-Look what I got. Nothing.
-If you want, I'll give you mine.

The thing is, I'm lactose intolerant.

-I've never done this before.
-Well…

Listen, this is pathetic.

Do you hear me? Pathetic.

Meet me in the assembly hall
in ten minutes.

Listen, this concerns all of you.

I was going to tell you later,
but after what I saw…

You're all lazing around,
so the sooner you know, the better.

Are there going to be layoffs?

The board is finalizing
the sale of Tío Mochales to Royal Pet.

Isn't that dog food?

The pet industry, Olga, has become

one of the most powerful, didn't you know?

No.

Royal Pet is acquiring
all kinds of companies.

They have a lot of money. Why?

Because nowadays, everyone has cats,

and no one has children, except Olga.

The current market is a cruel jungle
for companies like ours.

Too big to get government subsidies,

and too small to compete globally.

Indeed. Nieves is right.

Angelines.

We need a new corporation
to open doors for us, to make us grow.

That's great.

That's big news, isn't it?

-It is.
-Go team!

-Plus…
-All right.

-Quiet.
-Plus…

They have a very generous…

salary policy.

Prepare yourselves for a considerable

raise.

You heard me!

Okay. Listen up.

No. Let's listen…
Let's let Pepa finish, please.

You have to take
this team-building event seriously. Why?

Because we're starting a new chapter,

and not all of you will be here for it.

-So there are going to be layoffs.
-I'm afraid so.

For more information,
here's Laura and her HR team.

I don't… I don't have a team.

But, can we negotiate the layoffs?

Laura, excuse me.

How many people are going to be laid off?

Well, that's a very good question, Marco.

The approximate calculation… It's not…

It ranges around 30 to 40 percent.

Thirty to forty percent? You're joking.

But we're not going to let this spoil
the festive atmosphere of the weekend.

Come on. What did you expect?

Jesus. I just bought a Tesla.

With your salary?

Sorry for following
that fucking 2020 Agenda.

-Thirty.
-Fuck. Thirty.

The most important thing now
is to do well in the games,

because those of you
who score the lowest, well…

ROYAL PET AND THEIR CREATIVE LAYOFFS

PROGRAMS TO REDUCE PERSONNEL
WHY SETTLE FOR AN ENVELOPE AND HANDSHAKE?

Come on, Angelines.

There, look.

"Royal Pet is known for
its unusual hiring processes,

which have reduced its workforce
in many countries."

So we can be fired for losing a damn game.

-Is that legal?
-Have you read your contract?

They can toss you off a cliff
and call it a business trip.

Bastards. There has to be a way
to stop this and defend our rights.

I wish they'd invent something
to protect workers from abuse.

Something called, for example, "a union."

Here goes the union guy.

-Go on.
-I've been saying it for ages.

But you spent that money
on physical therapy discounts.

We need that. I get spasms
from working at this company.

-Me too.
-Then have your PT defend your rights.

Now is not the time to argue.

It's time to save our asses
and fight like motherfuckers.

What? What's up?

Did you think I had gone soft?

-A mom?
-No.

-No one thought that.
-Good, because I'll prove that's not true.

Great, but then what?
Are we going to accept this?

I just gave birth. I'm not job hunting.

After the merger, salaries will go up.
I'm not quitting.

They're going to give us
the medals anyway, right?

-Don't worry. They will.
-And you?

I've been with this company for 30 years.

You know what's better
than a French salary?

A Spanish layoff.

-Dumbass.
-Go tear each other apart.

I'm going to buy an RV.

-Wonderful.
-Don't start tearing people apart.

-There will be zero tearing apart.
-Good.

Well, let's start
the Hula-Hoop challenge, okay?

For this activity, it is very important
that everyone holds hands.

One, two…

-Good.
-Come on.

Left, right. Left.

There. There, that's it.

Less flirting and more participation.

Don't use your hands.
If we get stuck, we stop.

And we start thinking about
why we got stuck.

Left. Don't stop moving!

One, two, three, left.

Give him space. Domingo.

What do you feel?

Nothing.

That's the problem.
You're all on autopilot.

Red Team!

Clara, Clarisa.

Clara is for me.

-Here.
-Thanks.

We're in a livestock town,
and we get wet vending machine sandwiches.

-Yes.
-My boobs hurt.

Well, do you all remember
the personality tests we did in February?

No.

Well, we have the results.

And most of you are blue,

which is great, because blues are, well…

realistic, analytical, tech-savvy…

Sergio is a textbook blue.

Are you blue?

-Nice.
-That's what it says.

We don't want blues.

No, red is the color we want.

Yes, reds are

ambitious, authoritarian, proactive.

Exactly. Red power.

Red power.

No, Olga, no.

You are green.

What is green?

Well, green is creative,

empathetic, spiritual.

Green as grass.

No, I'm not empathetic.

I'm aggressive and authoritarian.

I was really rude to Parrondo earlier.

And I filled this out when I was pregnant.
Too many hormones.

I'm red, almost maroon.
Can I take it again?

No.

-But I don't want to be green.
-Understandable.

Green is softer than duck shit.

You don't beat the competition
with greens, you beat them with reds.

I have a blue foot because I fell,
and it hurts a lot. I mean--

Stop complaining,
or I'll amputate it myself.

She's really worked up.

See? I'm red.

I'm violent.

The important thing
is to understand that the mix,

the combination of personalities
is what enriches the group.

Well, that and going out
in every challenge and snapping necks.

Metaphorically.

Or not. If you want to keep working here,

be reds.

Snap necks.

Don't snap anything, please.

Parrondo, you…

You're gray.

Shit. What's that?

No one really knows.

Pepa.

-I wanted to talk to you about something.
-Yes?

I know this is a very delicate moment
for the company,

especially for you,
because firing people is hard.

But I can do it if you want.

That's why we have a Human Resources team.

Laura can't even
take care of Mr. Mochales.

This team-building event
is good for everyone, especially you.

Why me?

I know why.
It's because you're getting promoted.

That's it! I told Sergio.

-Lower your voice.
-Okay.

So… who are they suggesting
fill your position?

The French want it to be one of theirs,

but I'd like it to be someone I trust.

You're killing me, Pepa.

I'll drop dead right here.
You won't regret this.

I'll do anything.
If I don't stand a chance, nobody does.

I'm recommending Olga.

No. Olga's a disaster.

She can't take care of herself.
Have you seen her?

Her own body is too much.

She doesn't sleep.
She has marital issues and two kids--

Olga is wonderful.

I mean, Olga is my best friend.

She's not the problem.
It's a hard time for her.

She doesn't know about this,
so don't say a word.

Not a peep.

-Yes.
-Good.

There's something I don't get.

Why is this team-building event
so important for me?

For you and everyone.

Not all of you will be able to stay,
so you need to give it your all.

Is everything okay?

I don't have a fucking life
because of this job.

I had to come all the way here
to find out that I could be fired

like any Angelines from Administration.

Hey.

Aren't you worried?

Marco, having the same job
for the rest of your life is…

for old people, just like Facebook.

I'm on Facebook.

-Do you know what relaxes me?
-Surprise me.

-Listening to Britney Spears.
-Bye!

-Listen to me.
-Sure.

-You'll like it.
-Sure.

-Yes, I love Britney Spears.
-Look.

No, we can't.

No, hey. No.
You're going to get me in trouble.

-Shut up.
-Big trouble.

You miss them, don't you?

You think you're going to sleep soundly,
don't you?

Well, no.

No way. You'll never sleep well again.

-Never.
-Never.

I never wake up later than 6:00,
and my eldest is already in college.

-What do I do?
-Eye mask.

Earplugs.

Diazepam.

I'll take the sleep mask.

-You don't get to choose.
-A mommy needs all three.

-At least.
-Exactly.

Forgive me,

but I'm not going to allow
motherhood to be everything

in my life, okay?

I can't spend all day
talking about onesies,

burp cloths, co-sleeping,
semi co-sleeping,

fucking breastfeeding groups,
cracked nipples, radioactive black poop.

-Meconium.
-It's called meconium.

I'm sorry. I can't.

At home, I can. There, I'm Olga, a mom.

A loving and patient person.

But not here.

Here I'm Olga, the head of Sales,

and a crazy, rabid bitch.

Okay? They're two different Olgas.

And now, one of them needs to sleep
so she doesn't get fired.

Okay.

-Those mood swings are normal.
-She won't get a wink of sleep tonight.

-No way.
-It's the truth.

Good night.

Okay. Good night.

-Good night.
-Good night, mommies.

Rest up.

Listen, just a quick thing.

I'm looking for the bottle warmer,
and I can't find it anywhere.

Look, I found it. Forget it.

Another thing.
Can I put it in the dishwasher or…?

I just talked to my mom.

She says we're behind on picking a school.

It's okay. Mommy's not here. I know.

She's partying with her friends.
Mom abandoned us.

She abandoned us, so here we are,
eating leftovers from the fridge.

Mom's not here because she doesn't--

FRIDAY

Good morning, team.

It's 7:00 a.m.

What better way to start the day
than with human chess?

I'm going to say this one last time.

The use of cell phones
inside the suits is not allowed.

Because I've been watching you all.

Okay? This is all about "groupality."

The feeling of being a team, the team.

What are you?

I'm Domingo. Why?

Rook? Bishop? Knight?

Pepa, I'm too old for this.

I don't care. It is what it is.

But it's the weekend.

What color did you get on the test?

He didn't take it.

-I took it.
-No, you didn't.

I forgot.

-And the box?
-What box?

Did you submit any ideas
to improve the company?

-I was just about to…
-No.

-Not that either?
-No.

-You're a snitch.
-Domingo.

Seniority can't be
an excuse for everything.

We've discovered that we have
plenty of reasons to fire you.

What a shame. You're breaking my heart.

-But if I have to go, I'll go.
-No severance.

No way. How can you…?

-No severance.
-No.

Excuse me. That's a serious matter.

-You can't fire me without severance pay.
-There's a report…

-I didn't write it.
-What report?

In the last three years,
according to your review…

You're a spy?

…Domingo has been an average
of 20 minutes late 85% of workdays.

-But you put me--
-85% of workdays.

But you put my parking spot
miles away, so--

-Continue.
-Using offensive language.

Are you listening? Offensive language.

I've never used offensive language.

When referring to the doorman, Joaquín…

-What'd he call him?
-He said, "the Black kid by the door."

That's what you called
the doorman, Joaquín.

There are five Joaquíns at the company.
The one by the door is Black.

Discriminatory behavior.

-Towards whom?
-Jess, the intern.

-Who is Jess?
-The lead intern.

-You didn't ask Jess for their pronouns.
-You referred to them as "she."

You used the wrong pronouns
the whole time.

-They filed a complaint before they left.
-I have no problem with bipolar people.

Do you know what's going to happen
with a report like this?

These are sufficient grounds
for lawful termination.

And you know it.

I've given my life to this company.

And you're going to fire me
without severance?

-You have this weekend to change that.
-No.

I want to see you giving it your all.

We're all getting canned, ladies.

Quit it.

What do we do?

Eliminate the strongest competition.

-Queen.
-The queen.

Hi, Mommy. How are you?

There are going to be layoffs.

There will be layoffs
at the worst possible time.

They won't fire you, will they?
You're a champion.

No, I'm not a champion, Víctor.
I don't know what's wrong with me.

I'm telling everyone I'm still a killer,
but my body isn't cooperating.

I don't get it. This is awful.

Yes. That sucks, my love.

Look, I need to change the subject.
Look, well…

We have a little problem here.
A fever problem, okay?

Leo or Lu?

-Both of them.
-What's their temp?

First, I put it under Leo's arm, right?

And he had a temp of 38.

But then I put it in his butt…

-In his butt?
-Of course. To get a second opinion.

Wait, no.
Tell me you washed the thermometer.

Dad's carrying a bit of a mental load.

Drop the fucking stuffie.

Yes, but what do I do?

If they're sick,
how about taking them to the doctor?

-We need to talk.
-Download it.

-I won't download it.
-Make an appointment.

-I have to make an appointment?
-I have to go, love.

-Do you mind if…?
-Yes, I mind.

We asked for a raise.
You said there was no budget.

-There wasn't.
-Of course not.

-Because you were pocketing it.
-Excuse me? What'd you say?

Your payslip was uploaded
to the "driver," hon.

My payslips? Who did that?

-Domingo?
-That doesn't matter now.

You make this plus bonuses?

-Yes, obviously.
-Obviously.

She makes this much!

This is how much she makes! Unbelievable!

Some of us
have been working here for 15 years.

Maybe it's because I'm the boss
and you're not.

Olga, Jesus Christ.
You make three times more than us?

I make three times more
because I work three times more!

I take on three times the responsibility,

and I put up with three times more idiots!

Did you get that?

And I don't do drugs in the corner
at team-building events.

Please, are you really
going to stoop that low?

So what if I brought some candy
to the team-building event

so the kids let loose, flirt and dance,
instead of this looking like a funeral?

Do you know what hurts the most?

Padilla never would've
treated us like this.

Padilla doesn't have
my fucking mental load!

Come on, guys. Let's go have a few beers.

Everything is fine. Calm down.

Breathe.

Fucking Domingo.

We meet again in this activity.

We're going to work.

We're going to spend time together,
focusing on confidence,

empathy, camaraderie…

-Empathy, camarad--
-And what else?

And…

-Punctuality.
-Yes?

Yes. Ensuring we're punctual
so we don't disrupt the work atmosphere.

Let's start with role-playing.

A nuclear war has broken out.

Yes. Of course.

And you are six strangers
who manage to survive

on board a hot air balloon.

Sorry, if we're strangers,

I would like to know
how I should address them properly.

I need to know their pronouns.

He, he, she.

They, it, right?

Sorry. Are we all normal, then?

The balloon is heading
towards a desert island.

There, you will start a new civilization.

Okay?

There's only one small problem.

There's too much weight in the basket.

If you want to reach your destination,
you'll have to throw someone out.

Armando, the company's lawyer,
into the water.

-Why me?
-Why?

What are we going to do with a lawyer
on a desert island?

Isn't that ridiculous?

The lawyer, wham, bam, to the sharks.

Quick, resolute, and authoritarian.

The lawyer to the fucking sharks, now!
Come on!

The talk was useful,
because he seems more motivated.

I'll take note of that.

Domingo, this is
a role-playing game, okay?

-Yes.
-We're all playing roles that aren't ours.

-He is not himself.
-Oh.

-You are not yourself.
-Sorry.

-And I'm not me.
-Sorry.

I actually am me, but…

So, how do we play?

You each have an envelope.

Open it and defend your place
on board the balloon.

Where is the envelope?

Underneath you.

Are you okay, Domingo?

Thanks.

Well…

-Fan him.
-Beautiful.

I love the envelope.

Hey, I have to stay in the balloon
because I'm an expert hunter.

And when we get to the island,
we'll have to eat.

Only if there are animals. We don't know.

Look, I'm vegan.

If a wild boar attacks, what will you do,
throw tofu cubes at it?

-Come on…
-Tofu? Tofu!

Tofu is delicious, okay?
My sister eats a lot of tofu.

Attention! Who's vegan?

Who likes tofu? Tofu is very important.

Tofu is very important for life!

And how are you going to do it?

-Do what?
-Defend us.

I suppose she doesn't have weapons.

-There are no weapons on the island.
-No?

-No weapons. No.
-Nope.

Well, I can make spears.

I'm going to look for a wild boar.

-Domingo.
-Domingo, please.

Is he having a stroke?

-Aren't his eyes really red?
-Super red.

-No.
-"No"? They're like two red peppers.

They look fine to me.

-Sorry.
-Yes.

We can't insert ourselves
into the activities…

-I was looking for the wild boar.
-No.

I'll go, okay?

Botanist.

How will we survive
without floral centerpieces on the table?

I'm a marvelous homosexual botanist.

I'm not a florist, you hick.

-I have gay friends.
-Great.

-That's great, Domingo.
-Because I'm woke.

Well, wait.

On the island,
we'll probably get sick. Right?

And we'll need medicine.

-Everything's found in nature.
-Wonderful!

I love nature and little trees!

I love trees.

I can't reach the tree!

I'm calling my sister.

I'm going to ask her
what kind of tofu she buys.

As I was saying, Marco should stay

because he knows where to find medicine.

And I know how to use them because…

I'm a doctor.

Boom.

Okay. It's my turn.

Engineer.

Perfect. I'm a builder.

I'll build everything you design.

We'll work together.

Domingo's envelope.

-No.
-You have to open it.

No.

-Now.
-No.

It belongs to everyone.

The envelope.

Domingo is the lawyer.

No! You won't catch me alive! No!

No!

Let's move on to the karaoke challenge.

Domingo?

Domingo, are you alive?

I'm okay.

I nailed that, right? Right?

Is that broken or what?

I've been singing for half an hour.
Tell me how the scoring works.

I'm sorry.

You could've killed me.

And you?

Why did you share my payslips?

Because you're the best.

If you get fired, you'll get hired
at a new company tomorrow.

I don't want a new job. I have this one.

You don't want to, and I can't.

Why not?

How many companies
want to hire an old geezer like me

at this stage in the game?

I have an RV.

Hello?

-Who are they?
-No clue. They come back in the afternoon.

We can't…

-No. They've been here all week.
-What if they catch us?

-What if this is your best lay ever?
-We're going to get in trouble.

United States!

The US turns me on.

-Really? Seriously?
-Ever since I was a kid.

Call me tacky women's names.

-Paquita.
-That's it. Call me Paquita.

-Paquita?
-That's it.

Pull down my…

No! Not top!

Okay.

Domingo?

Are you a voyeur?

-I…
-What are you doing here?

Nothing. What are you two doing here?

-Having a meeting.
-"A meeting"?

-Is Tati coming? She is?
-Yes. What's going on?

But… What?

Domingo.

Domingo, step on the brake.

The hand brake, Domingo!

That's our RV, right?

Domingo.

-What?
-Are you okay?

Don't tell anyone about this.

Whatever. Do whatever you want.
You're grown-ups.

But I'm his boss,
and I could be accused of abuse of power.

-Look at me.
-Is this abuse of power?

-I don't know.
-Okay. Forget it. Don't worry.

Let me out.
Your erections are blocking my way.

-Okay.
-Come on. Let me out now.

We trust you, Domingo.

33 - DOMINGO

What are you doing here?

I don't want to stick my nose
in other people's business.

Then don't.

Are you and Sergio…

hooking up?

Fucking Domingo.

-So, you are.
-No, and neither of you have proof.

Look, I know that this is
unprofessional of me,

but this is very stupid of you.

You're his boss.

Forgive me for wanting to live for once.

Marco…

We have to fire a ton of people.

Don't give us reasons to fire you, please.

Everyone should stay balanced
on their own.

So, don't hold…

-Got it.
-So let go…

I used to think that…

these women are like this
because they're exhausted, tired.

But, no.

They're not tired.

They've entered a new chapter of life.

They're not doing great, but…
they're not in bad shape either.

I think they're a mess.

No way.

They're fantastic.

They don't care what happens.

They're focused elsewhere

because their priorities are elsewhere.

Are you like that?

Yes, I think so.

The market wins. Family or career.

They might transfer Pepa.

Take her to France.

See?

A century could pass
before they put another woman in charge.

I don't have much of a chance.

You're right.

But you're going to be a fantastic mom.

Happy cat.

Angry cat.

Happy cat.

Angry cat.

Let's add a smile.

Happy cat.

Angry cat.

SATURDAY

Good morning, team.

Who wouldn't be up for a hike today?

This is a wheel
of semi-cured Tío Mochales cheese.

If I weren't vegan, it'd be my favorite.

This contest is worth a lot of points.

We're going to see
everyone's strength, inner strength.

Who wants it?

INSTRUCTOR

Are you joking?

No. You have to chase the cheese.

Three, two, one, cheese.

Fucking shitty cheese wheel.

I won!

We won! Marketing!

-Good job.
-Are you okay?

What are you doing here?

I followed you.

I need to tell you something.

Pepa, I quit.

I'm not okay.

I'm not in good shape.
I never rest. I can't sleep…

I can't think.

I just want to go home.

Okay. Look.

Look.

Got it!

Go!

They look like ants.

If I wanted to, I could step on them.

You could too.

No.

-No, I'm not like you.
-You are.

Do you think I've always been like this?

Being someone's girlfriend.
That was my life.

A girlfriend.

-Do you know what my boyfriend was?
-A doctor?

An entrepreneur.

He had a brilliant idea.

Empanadas.

-Argentine empanadas?
-No.

He was from Salamanca.

Do they eat empanadas in Salamanca?

They call them "meat pies."

They're dry as hell.

He lost everything and took it out on me.

He said I was an obstacle.

An obstacle blocking
his entrepreneurial energy.

I gained ten kilos
from those damn meat pies.

But I learned my lesson.

Never again would I put my fucking life

on hold for anyone or anything else.

Never.

Ever.

Do you know how much I make now?

Come here.

You felt that, right?

An electric shock through your whole body.
You felt it, right?

From your head to your toes.

I'm getting promoted, Olga.

I want you to take my place.

What?

No, don't pretend to be surprised.

I told Marco yesterday.
No way that bigmouth didn't tell you.

Marco is

very discreet.

I want the French

to see what you're made of.

Confidence, strength, enthusiasm, courage.

I want you to win every challenge.

The kayaking one too?

-All of them.
-Biking?

Everything.

Now look at them again.

Your little ants.

GREAT CHEESE, GREAT IDEAS

It's a mess out there.

We need to go after Marketing.
They're all snobs.

Yes, English, "shminglish."

"Briefing, after-work,

breakfast, Aquaman…"

This is already in motion.

He's an evil genius.

What do we do?

Maybe we're getting old
and don't know what an after-work is,

or a briefing, or Aquaman,

or how to use the Zoom microphone,

or what a poker bowl is--

Poke.

Do you know what our generation does best?

-Typing.
-Faking orgasms.

Okay, what she said.

Working.

-We work our asses off.
-That's not true.

Well, we get the job done.

But we don't complain.

You complain quite a bit.

Yes, but we don't cry.

They don't know it,

but we're indispensable.

Why?

Because we know the weaknesses
of this company better than anyone.

If they want to optimize, let's optimize.

Am I alive or am I dead, man?

Am I from another planet?

TRUMP

-Sometimes, I think so.
-Am I an animal?

-No.
-No.

Am I a good person?

No.

-I'm not good?
-Not at all.

-Am I handsome?
-Yes.

ROSALÍA - NAPOLEON - BUDDHA

Am I a sex symbol?

-No.
-Totally. A little.

Not at all.

He's lost. My turn.

-You got stuck. My turn.
-Okay.

-Do I play for Madrid?
-No.

-For Barça?
-No.

I'm fucked.

-Not a socc--
-Give me a hint.

-A hint?
-Go on without me.

-Motomami.
-Good hint.

-Got it.
-Easy.

-Ángel Nieto, the 12-plus-1 guy.
-No.

Yes, it's…

-Hello?
-Marco Antuña?

Yes, that's me.

I'm calling from Globalink.
We're a hanhunter agency.

Hanhunter, Germany?

Is this about my interview
with The Laughing Cow?

This is better, Marco.

Do you know if they'll give us the medals?

Hi.

-Weren't you leaving today?
-No.

I'm staying.

You chose work.

I chose fun.

-That makes two of us.
-Good.

Well,

we're finally going to do
my favorite activity.

The box.

And we're going to read your ideas

for improving how the company operates.

The first one.

"We could save on office supplies…" Great.

"…if Armando from Legal
stopped stealing packages of paper."

-Me?
-Is that true, Armando?

-No.
-Well…

"Well" what?

Come on, man.

Your backpack is
bursting at the seams every week.

Should I say who scratched Pepa's car?

-We should all shut up.
-Should we? Great.

It was a tiny scratch.
You can rub it out with toothpaste.

Next.

"Ruzzana isn't always late to work
because she takes her kid to school."

"Her kid is 20 years old."

"She's late because
she plays bingo every night."

Seriously?

Next, because that wasn't positive.

"Tati faked her last case of COVID.
She got liposculpture."

Who wrote that?

"Eva's mom has died three times."

"Don't give her more time off."

I don't like this

because this is personal stuff.

No, it's not personal stuff at all.

Excuse me.

I've been wondering this for a while.

Why isn't your team mentioned
on any of the cards?

Because my team is made up
of decent, hard-working people.

Blah, blah, blah.

Yes, right.

Do they know
about the restaurant vouchers?

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-You don't know?

The vouchers you don't give your team.

Should we be getting restaurant vouchers?

-Should we be getting vouchers?
-No. Sit down.

Of course they should, Domingo.
You know they should also get them.

-You've got some nerve.
-Why? You always pack a lunch.

To launder money like everyone else!

I'm so sorry
for wanting to save the company money.

Forgive me for wanting
to save the company money.

-Voucher stealer!
-What are you talking about?

Nice. Great input, Domingo. I liked it.

Starting now,
there will be no more vouchers.

-Wonderful.
-Ladies and gentlemen.

A round of applause for Domingo,
who got our vouchers taken away.

Great, Domingo. Thanks.

-Great.
-Thanks a lot, Domingo.

You should be ashamed.

You're one to talk.
You use the handicapped bathroom.

It's "people with disabilities."

I don't give a shit
what they're called, man!

Hey, everyone. Calm down.

Let's not allow
Domingo's lack of sensitivity

to distract us from the shame of Olga
doing her business where she shouldn't.

Shame on you.

As far as I know, it's not a crime,
and it's much cleaner than the normal one.

"People without disabilities."

-Look, woke.
-Dirty people.

I… This isn't nice.

I'm sorry. Yes, you're right.

Maybe it's cleaner than the other one

because there isn't one person
with a disability working at this company,

and that's your responsibility.

Good observation, Olga.

Thanks.

"Good observation."

"Yes. Good observation, Olga."

Are you two best friends now?
Do you two have your own gang now?

-Excuse me, Marco?
-Don't "Marco" me.

With all the trash you've talked
about each other… Unbelievable.

I'm going to read one more.

-No.
-Yes, I'll read a card.

There are things in here
that interest all of us.

Like this one.

Pepa lost a multi-million-euro contract
with some clients

because she started talking trash
before hanging up.

Who did she blame? The Sales team.
Go on. Suck up to her!

Oh, yeah? Nice one.

-No. Yes.
-We got it.

There's more.

Pepa didn't get us a Christmas gift
for two years

so the company could buy her
the Porsche Panamera

that this idiot then scratched.

-That's enough, Marco.
-No. No, hon.

Tell them how you get
Botox injections in your armpits

because you sweat excessively
because of how tense you are?

That's how tense you are.

You've never respected me, Pepa,
but I don't care.

A huge, giant, American company wants me.

Their headquarters are in Hanhunter
and Copenhagen. Pink Lady.

You won't fire me. I quit.

Of course.

The rats are always the first ones
to jump ship.

Look, this rat won't be leaving alone.

-Sergio, are you coming with me?
-No.

Be quiet, please.

My first hire.

Want to be my head of Marketing?

Well, let's see…

Marco, Pink Lady didn't make you an offer.

Pink Lady doesn't exist. I called you.

No, I got a call,
and they made me a firm offer.

We're a hanhunter agency.

Hanhunter, Germany?

-"Headhunter."
-Hinhunter.

Is this about my interview
with The Laughing Cow?

This is better, Marco.

"It's a very lucrative offer."

It's a very lucrative offer.

"Six figures."

-Six figures.
-Exactly.

It's for an American company.

Which one?

A multinational. I can't mention names.

Okay, but give me a hint.

He's asking me.

Tell him it's for Apple.

For Apple.

Pink Lady.

Why did you do that?

-Because you pushed me to quit.
-You'd already made your decision.

I didn't know Pepa wanted to promote me.

-You knew, and you kept quiet.
-She told me not to tell you.

Did you tell her?

So your position's opening up?
I can apply, right?

Please, Domingo.
Stop embarrassing yourself.

You're not ready to lead. Neither are you.

-I'm sorry.
-What?

-You can't be the boss.
-Why not?

You're going through a tough time.

-Care to explain?
-Look at yourself.

-You cried while milking cows.
-So?

-I'm great!
-Look at yourself.

I'm in my fucking prime!

I've never been more focused and calm!

If I wasn't before,
it's because Domingo leaked my payslips.

Hey, come on.

You drugged me,
an old person with heart problems.

I ran into that window,
which almost killed me.

-Is that true?
-He drank too much water.

You drank too much water!

What type of drugs?

I think the type of drug
is the least of our worries.

I did it.

And I'm not proud of it.

Regarding the rest, Pepa,
I think I've always worked hard to--

I'm not proud either.

I'm not. But I am proud
of the 37 great ideas

we put in there
to improve the company's resources.

Please, Domingo. Shut up forever.

-Seriously.
-Whatever you say, Paquita.

Paquita?

What's Paquita?

No, I… Paquita doesn't work here.

That story isn't relevant.

Anyway.

Let's rewind. This got out of hand.

This isn't the event
Pepa and Laura designed for us.

I think we should make the most of it.
Let's take a deep breath and start over.

Right, Pepa?

Congratulations, Marco. Really.

Congratulations.

You're the first one
to be laid off at Tío Mochales. Bye.

Olga.

There you go. Your first little ant.

Pepa.

I think we should rethink all this.

Why?

We have one day left,
and they're going to kill each other.

I have a confession to make.

Tío Mochales is a very small company.

When I'm bored,
I like to shake the fish tank.

And I'm very bored. Very.

I see tropical fish.

Some are Nemos, and others, piranhas.

What are you?

And, more importantly,
what do I want you to be?

A Nemo or a piranha?

Think about it.

Pepa!

-Ideas for optimization. We still…
-You're old. You have heart problems.

-Go to bed.
-No.

-I'm as strong as an ox.
-Rest up.

-But--
-Domingo.

"It'd be nice to give Domingo a Rolex
as a retirement gift."

"He's a great boss and coworker.
He deserves it."

NATALIA AND ANGELINES

Are you leaving?

It would've been nice.

What?

Leaving here together
and telling that woman to shove it.

Yes.

That would've been nice,
but I can't lose this job.

Oh, and I can?

Headhunters kill for people like you.

-In a few years, they'll kill for you.
-For me?

I got my degree online
while I worked at a grocery store.

I'm sure they'll kill for people like me.

-I can't get 100 master's degrees.
-I don't have 100. I have one.

But you have two rich parents
with a lot of money, that…

Upward mobility doesn't work
for people like me.

Don't worry about a thing.
You're going to do great.

You know what you want.

Are you lost? Grandpa.

Are you okay?

Huh?

Dad!

Hold on.
Your sister's been peeing for an hour.

-I'll be there soon.
-This man can't hear.

-What are you talking about?
-Leave him alone.

Where's your family?

-Pablito.
-What family?

Pablito.

Dad! The old man wet himself!

No, I didn't!

Some water splashed on my pants.

Tell Mom to start the car
and put a blanket in back.

We're taking this man with us.

-Taking me where? What…?
-Don't worry.

We won't leave you here.

-Do you know how you got here?
-I walked here.

So you got dropped off at a gas station,

and the car left,
and it's not coming back, right?

What are you talking about?
What gas station?

-How old do you think I am?
-Eighty?

-No.
-Ninety?

Go with your dad before I kick your butt.

Poke him with your stick
so he doesn't fall asleep. I'm coming.

Otherwise, he might not wake up.

What are you talking about?

Stop it! But…

-Drop the stick.
-Stop.

-Take your kid.
-Yes.

-Shoo.
-We won't leave you here.

Our elders are living history.
We'll come back for you.

-Sure, "living history."
-Okay.

That old man is soaked in pee.

Love, when you can,
tell me how the kids are doing. Okay?

I'm sorry I'm not there.

But I think I'm about to be promoted
to general manager,

and things are going to change.

I just need one last push.

Love you.

SUNDAY

Okay. This is the last challenge.

RACE START LINE

This will determine your future.

Many of you are destined for glory.

Others for unemployment.

You must ride these bikes cross-country,

reach the river, traverse it in a kayak,

and reach the finish line.

Where Laura,

myself, and your job
will be waiting for you.

Or not.

Yes, I will.

When you got here,
you didn't give a shit about your jobs.

Not anymore, right?

I want you to show me that without it,
you're nobody and nothing.

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Shit!

Move over!

-Are you leaving already?
-If a bus comes by.

There's a station in Torremocha.

Hop on.

We'll get there tomorrow.

But there are no kayaks.

There are no kayaks!

Who has them? Move!

There are no kayaks!

There aren't any kayaks!

There's one.

Get off!

See you later, woke people!

Screw you!

I'm not some old man!

But you're the owner,
and these French people make dog toys.

You're right.

I let everything I built be ruined.

I wanted to build a great company,

create jobs without paying taxes,

and make people happy.

You can still do it.

How?

It's okay, Mommy.

It's okay.

Hi, hon. Take this.

Smell it. Lavender relaxes you,
especially with the benzos we gave you.

Just don't move.

Don't, because your bone's sticking out.

What?

-It's fine.
-Just a little.

You'll be okay.

Don't worry. It's nothing.

-Don't move.
-No, let's see.

-We'll get you out of here.
-Yes.

-Right?
-Of course.

Pepa said I'm going to be

general manager.

-Olga, no.
-No.

If you want to stop suffering,
you have to say goodbye.

Goodbye to what? My leg?

-No, not your leg.
-Not that.

To the old Olga.

-You know?
-Yes.

-The one that didn't have vaginal dryness.
-Right.

You left her behind in the delivery room
with the placenta. She won't come back.

She can come back.

Poor thing.

-No.
-No, she's not coming back.

-No?
-But, listen, a new Olga exists now.

She's going to discover
the secret to motherhood.

A secret that's passed down
from mom to mom.

-To mom.
-Work-life balance doesn't exist.

-It doesn't.
-What do you mean?

-It's all about the grandparents.
-The grandparents.

The holy grandparents.

I'm fucked, then.

My in-laws live in Murcia, and…

Don't worry.

We made you a stretcher.

-Let's go.
-Look.

You're incredible.

-This is nothing.
-Wait until you have your third.

On three. One, two, three!

Up!

Being a mom is the best

Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't

FINISH LINE

I'm going to kill you.

I won!

I'm the fucking best!

-I'm the fucking best!
-Let's go.

-Hold on. There's a hill.
-Olga, hold on.

-Come on.
-We're doing great.

-Careful. Come on.
-Olé!

-Let's go.
-Come on! We made it!

Olga?

Being a mom is amazing.

Well, an old man beat you, but good job.

Very good job.

I told you that a bit of hard work
would be enough.

Congrats, Domingo. You're the champion.

-Thanks.
-A big round of applause for Domingo.

Did you see what Domingo showed us?

Attitude, hard work, perseverance.

Those three attributes are important.
They're fundamental to succeed in life.

Pepa, this was rigged, damn it.

There were a ton of challenges.

I think Domingo is on steroids,
but he won the race and cup.

Didn't we win anything?

The algorithm is very complex,

and I didn't design it.

Fuck the algorism.

For those of you who passed,
congratulations to you too.

For those who didn't,

good luck in your next chapter.

You're going to need it.

We're not Frenchies!

And we don't make dog food!

This is still my company!

Excuse me?

And my company is made up
of these employees.

So, I'm sorry, Pepa. You're fired.

The witch is dead!

You're all fucking idiots.

Are you really that stupid?

This man has no say in anything.

What do you mean? He's the owner.

No.

Yes.

He sold his company
to an investment fund ten years ago.

All that's left of him is his name.

And his face on the logo,
which we're trying to change

to look more and more
like Gérard Depardieu.

Gérard Depardieu?
Why don't you ever tell me anything?

Gérard Depardieu?

Am I right or not, Mochales?

-Aldo.
-What?

Is what she's saying true?
Wasn't this your dream?

That's why I sold it at a high price.

Bye.

Great. The time has come.

You're all going to be fucking fired.

What?

-Fucking fired.
-But I won the Hula-Hoop.

Pepa, I think
this is no longer in your hands.

-What are you going on about now?
-Look.

This weekend, Olga broke her leg.

Domingo did drugs
and might need to go to the hospital.

I'm not judging, Domingo,
but you did drugs.

There's a wrecked RV
that came from who knows where.

Not to mention
how we've broken all the laws regarding

data protection, occupational hazards,
and animal welfare with the poor cows.

Do you know
what a full-blown PR crisis is?

Maybe they can explain.

They're great.

I got promoted last night.

What are you talking about?

-It's over.
-What's over?

It's over!

A new chapter begins.

One where Tío Mochales will be
the leader in its sector, no matter what.

Or maybe fifth or sixth.
But with no layoffs.

We'll get back on track little by little.
There's no need to rush.

And I'm sick of that shit
about us being a family.

We're not a family.

I have twin cousins that live in Soria,
and you look nothing like them.

Our families aren't here,
and we have to look after them.

What's the problem?

Can't we sell cheese
and be leaders in work-life balance?

I think we can.

I say we can.

For those of us without a family,
it's about time we start loving ourselves.

Or find someone who loves us.

Or find someone we can love, right?

I'm not Nemo.

I'm not Nemo. I'm a piranha.

-Yes, ma'am!
-Bravo!

Bravo, Laura!

Let's go!

Laura!

That was fierce!

Listen.

I'm sorry for how I behaved.

It was pretty bad.

Come on. You can do it. Yes, you can!

-Marvelous.
-Thank you for everything.

-You're the best.
-You are too.

-See you at yoga.
-See you there.

-At 7:00 on Tuesday.
-Most importantly… Shanti.

Shanti.

Ahama, mohama.

-"Mojama." She doesn't get yoga yet.
-Definitely not.

She needs more time.

Sergio.

I asked Laura if, in this new chapter,

I could work with one of my peers.

-You asked her to promote me?
-To demote me.

I need a break.

-I'm going to get my bag.
-Okay.

Hi, Mommy! Mommy!

-Hi, Mommy!
-My babies!

-Hi, my love. Hi!
-Hey, what happened?

-Nothing. What do you mean?
-I don't know.

But…

You'll take what's left of your leave.
I can't do it all.

-What leave?
-Paternity leave.

I have four weeks left. I can do it.

No, you have 13. I plan on closing
the Carrefour deal this year.

-I'm gonna give it my all.
-No way.

-Lu!
-Well…

-Whatever you need, love.
-That's right.

Look.

Team building.

-Great invention.
-Never again.

Well, I've learned that I can do
whatever I set my mind to.

What's he talking about?

-Didn't you know that already?
-I had forgotten.

You know what's better
than a French salary?

A Spanish layoff?

No, even better.

Early retirement in Spain.

-Are you going to buy an RV?
-I'd prefer a sailboat.

-Do you know how to sail?
-No, but it's never too late to learn.

Bye, Triton of the Sea.

Old geezers.

Listen…

It's fine.

Parted bangs.

-You're an idiot.
-Love?

-Hey. Hi. How are you?
-Good.

-Which one is it?
-The blue-gray one.

No, I didn't use the blender.
I did it with…

-With what?
-A fork.

-It's better smashed.
-Purée with a fork?

-It's better for their teeth.
-Seriously?

-And I was also looking for an osteopath.
-What for?

Because an ounce of prevention
is worth a pound of cure.

We talked about this.

If you hear it on an osteopathy podcast,
you believe it.

-If I said that, you wouldn't believe me.
-You're right.

Hi, Olga. How are you?

Mom, look, in the end,
we're going to drop you at home.

Olga needs to rest, and I have…

Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick