José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
[subtitled version] [Carmen goes to the funeral home to meet José Luis] José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
Couldn't you wait at home? I'm working! I have to get this running. Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
[she gives him a written paper]
Here. José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
Is it yes or no? Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
Yes. José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
"Positive reaction." [a brass band that's been hired for the next funeral starts playing a funny tune] José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
So it's for sure? Maybe they're wrong. Last year they said I had typhus when it was chicken pox. Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
Don't worry. We'll do whatever you want. José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
Sure, sure. I've gotta go to Germany! In a year I could be a mechanic and dump this job forever. How can I do that now? Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
If you're saying it's my fault... José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
"Your fault." Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
So what do you suggest we do? José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
I could go to Germany alone and call you as soon as I find a job. Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
And the baby? José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
The baby... Grandchild of an executioner. Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
What's my father got to do with it? José Luis Rodríguez, el enterrador:
Just that if it takes after its grandfather, better it not be born at all. Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
Don't say that. [she rejects José Luis's hand, turns around and walks to the wall] Carmen, la hija de Amadeo:
[he takes a flower from a wreath for the next funeral and gives it to her]