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Marcelo, what are we going to do?
Meet the deadlines.
That's impossible.
Get back to work. They'll be calling.
Yes?
Ana, I won't be back for lunch. Or dinner.
No "good morning"?
Will you be back in time for breakfast tomorrow?
I'm joking.
Okay, see you tonight.
If I'm asleep when you get home, please don't make any noise.
I've got to go, I'm busy. Kiss.
I love you.
THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG
Thank you, Mr. Martignon. Goodbye.
How can Paris be calling me to scream at me
because they haven't received the designs yet? Well, Arturo?
Sofia, l...
Who the hell forgot to send this guy the annex?
Who sent the email?
Normally Raquel handles it.
Raquel! Of course, poor Raquel.
Maybe she was thinking about more important things
like cutting her bangs or painting her nails...
I don't know who's more useless in this company,
the employees or the person who hires them.
But you're supposedly not useless, and you're responsible for Raquel
and for that annex being in Paris when we said.
So I want those fucking designs in his inbox in half an hour, got it?
It might take a while...
I don't care if you have to go to Paris in person, damn it.
Okay. It's just today I'm a little...
Spare me your life story, damn it.
Just fucking do it already! God...
- Yes? - Sofia, Enzo wants to see you.
- What does he want? - He didn't say.
I'm on my way.
You can go in now, Sofia.
What is Susana doing here?
The company wants to make a deal with her and her lawyer
to settle out of court.
Hi, Enzo.
Sofia, gorgeous.
- How are you? - Fine.
Have a seat.
How are things with Martignon?
It's almost in the bag.
Almost?
- We'll get him. - Good.
Tomorrow you'll be away all day at your old office.
Tecnocentro.
We're worried about Fresno.
- The suicides. - That's right.
Sure. And what's the problem?
The union committee, the media...
I thought the media couldn't talk about suicides.
They say they're contagious.
True, but it's been three at the same company.
Things are coming to light, they'll start snooping
and obviously that would not be good for us.
We want you to write a report about what's happening there
and lean on Fresno a little bit.
Just a little bit.
Why haven't you hired an external consultant?
Why make such a big deal out of it?
You go there, write the report, turn it in
and we resolve company matters within the company.
You have all the paperwork you'll need,
including the questions and questionnaires.
Does Fresno know?
Does he feel in any way responsible?
That's what you'll have to find out.
But we don't think he has any regrets.
We're very worried about him and so are our foreign partners.
Enzo, I don't work in Human Resources.
- Sofia. - Mr. Torres.
Enzo, come to my office when you get a chance.
Of course.
Mr. Torres wants you to do it, not someone from Human Resources.
Sofia, you're the best analyst we've ever had.
Can I talk to him?
You know the protocol, Sofia.
I'm handling the matter.
Look, Enzo. I'm an expert in balance sheets.
Personal relations aren't my thing.
Exactly.
That's why you're right for this.
Hi, it's me. Who am I?
If you don't know, what the hell are you calling me for?
But if you know me, leave a message and I'll call you back, okay?
Hi.
Anyway...
I'm sorry about the other day.
I was very stressed.
I know you think it's always the same story,
but I'm really sorry.
Well, I miss you.
I have a trip tomorrow and I'll be back in the evening.
If you want we can have dinner at the Japanese place.
I hope you're okay. Kiss.
Hi, I have an appointment with Carlos Fresno.
May I please see your I.D.?
Angela.
Sofia Cuevas is here.
Okay.
All right.
Someone will be right down for you.
- Sofia Cuevas? - Yes.
Hi, I'm Angela, Carlos Fresno's secretary.
- Nice to meet you. - Likewise. Please, come with me.
Wait here, please.
Mr. Fresno is in the conference room.
He's busy, but he'll be right with you.
Okay. Excuse me, can I...?
- No. - Of course not.
Is this what I asked you for?
Please, answer me. Did I?
How can you have the balls to bring me this?
Fix it and bring it back when it's ready.
We'll see what we do with you later.
Mr. Fresno.
Miss Cuevas.
Please, have a seat.
Thank you.
- How was your trip? - Fine, fine.
- Would you like some coffee? Tea? - No, thank you.
Okay.
Shoot.
People are talking about you at headquarters.
They're very happy with your performance the last two years.
But?
But...
suddenly all of this came up and we're concerned.
Maybe if this were Japan we'd be used to it.
But here we're honestly not used to this.
No, nobody is.
I've scheduled interviews with the head of each department
and their closest collaborators. I'd like to be discreet about this.
Discreet? I don't know if that will be possible.
Everyone's been talking about you since yesterday.
Some people think you're some sort of detective.
I would have liked to have gone unnoticed.
Right. Not easy with all the commotion, but don't worry.
Do your job, no one will bother you.
How do you explain what happened?
A string of misfortune.
- Misfortune. - The crisis,
personal problems, depression, fear, I don't know.
The human mind is not a perfect machine.
But we're not talking about a single case.
Marcelo Miralles.
45 years old,
engineer, married, his wife is pregnant.
Working the last 8 months on the Iceberg project.
That little bastard is still giving us trouble.
Excuse me?
Iceberg. There's a reliability problem with the prototype
and the engineers can't find the cause.
We're several weeks behind schedule,
but we'll meet the deadlines.
On October 27th he jumped to his death in this building
after calling his wife to say he wouldn't be going home
- for lunch or dinner. - That's right.
Several workers who saw it needed psychological help.
As you know, the company covers those expenses.
I know.
One of the employees who needed help was...
Andres Miro.
Computer technician, 44 years old, married,
three children,
working since September on the new Nexus project.
An exclusive design. The best on the market.
Shortly before he died, he joined the Iceberg project.
Andres Miro shot himself with his brother-in-law's gun,
a police officer who denies having loaned it to him.
Frankly, Andres Miro was a strange man.
Months before...
Eduardo Rus.
Technician working on the new Siris
and two months working on the Iceberg project.
He slit his own throat in the bathroom with a box cutter.
37 years old, married and it says here
that he was to be promoted in a couple of months.
What's happening?
Why do people commit suicide in this building?
People do not commit suicide in this building.
- They don't? - No.
People commit suicide, period. Here and anywhere else in the world.
Yes, but there have been three cases in five months.
So what? You know the suicide rate in this country?
25,9 out of every 100,000. Only Finland tops that.
Suicide is the primary cause of death between age 30 and 60.
Higher than car accidents.
We're 0,9 points below the average.
You looked it up.
Last week I had to answer a lot of stupid questions.
Like mine.
Obviously I didn't mean yours.
You can answer that.
I know, thank you.
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