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You take the skin particles that others

are done with, you know from morgues, hospitals, spas.

We repurpose them.

Boil them down, mix them together

and make useful things out of them.

Like eyeglass cases, fancy purses, beautiful

lingerie, you name it, we can make it.

Yes, I've done some research on the company. Very impressive.

We're on a mission, Bonnie. It's a mission that's worth the stink in here.

What's that smell like to you?

Rotting corpse of a water buffalo maybe?

You know what it smells like to me?

Smells like money.

That noise? It's from the basement.

The skin boilers are down there, in hell, as we like to call it.

And it is hot down there.

Things don't work out for you up here, we'll send you

to hell to be a boiler.

That was a joke, Bonnie.

You're gonna have to grow a sense of humor

if you're gonna survive around here.

Can't really promise you're gonna survive though, Bonnie.

- Can you guess what my suit's made out of? - Skin?

Very good, smarty pants. A couple of old folks moved down to the glorious afterlife

and voilà, haute couture.

Anyway, we're on a new program that's working like a charm.

We're telling the folks around here, don't be a zombie.

Don't be a zombie.

I came up with that.

It's really funny.

Hi. Sorry to bother you, Mr. Lee, I had a

little accident on the way in this morning.

So the [indistinct] report isn't going to be ready today.

Little accident is what happened the day you were born, Ted.

I want that report on my desk first thing Monday morning.

You got it.

I'm sorry.

Is he...?

A zombie?

A zombie.

Never gets old.

Hey, you ready, man?

Yes.

Stephanie wants me to take her somewhere exotic on vacation.

- Obviously, I'm not taking her to the Caribbean. - What? Why?

Doesn't seem that'd be good for you.

What, you mean the skin thing?

Ricky, for all we know I could have gotten this on the plane.

And besides, the skin issues tend to run in my family.

Yes, but you're adopted.

Still... I'm totally fine.

Hi, Ricky, Ted.

I'm eating alone because Dave's not coming back.

Dave from accounting?

That guy's good. Where'd he go?

I don't... Who knows? Seriously.

I guess he won't be winning best worker anymore.

I hope he isn't eaten by the zombies, Ted.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

So, my mom thinks this is really it for my Poppy.

Sorry to hear that, buddy.

I know how close you are to him.

But it seems like he's been dying ever since I've known you.

Yes, well he's bloody sick.

Have you always said that?

- Say what? - The word bloody.

I've never heard you say that.

Yeah... Yeah, I say that sometimes.

I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here.

I was just trying to get out of the sunlight.

Wait!

Disorders of a paranormal, what does it even mean?

Hell if I know.

Fucking zombies.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Good morning, everyone.

I am Dr. Lovido.

Welcome to group therapy

with my good friend and mentor.

Dr. Sigmund Freud likes to say, "Sex health"!

But enough about me. I didn't go to school for years and years

to talk about me, let's talk about you and why you're here.

Wolfgang, why don't you tell us about you?

Everyone, help yourself to goodies.

Well, I'm a motherfucking werewolf.

I got something called alopecia, which means

I lost all my hair except for my eyebrows.

Oh, Shit.

I fell in love with this girl named Katherina. She was fine, you know?

She was a beautiful shoe. We spent our days as man and woman,

and our nights in the wild.

Then, one night, the didn't come,

I looked over and Katherina was gone.

It's okay.

It's OK. Ok.

Who wants to be next?

Grendel here. It's my name.

Would you mind if I sit near the door?

Of course.

Stay out of the way. Thank you.

Do we have an adorable claustrophobe in our midst?

Well, it's not so adorable when you're a cave-dwelling troll.

In this world of slow and temerity creatures, ours is

the slowest and dumbest of them all. Life was great.

But then, I developed this condition, I started to fear the

caves, eventually, I couldn't even go in them at all.

I became obsessed and started just exploring the

world, and that caused my brain to develop.

So the only way I can go home to my family

is if you fix me, ma'am.

It's going to be okay, Grendel.

First things first. If you've been reading,

I recommend you to stop that right away.

Oh... Fuck.

I was afraid you're gonna say that, and I'm almost done.

Can I just do that last...

Literally like the last chapter?

- I'm almost... - No.

Just the last fucking chapter.

That was great.

Feels like it's not.

- Okay, Elvie, why don't you tell us about you. - I'm a fairy.

Well, I used to be a fairy, I don't even

know what to call myself now, I'm so big.

I lost my wings to a curious toddler.

Elvie, you must believe you will always be a fairy at heart.

- You have lessons you can take... - Hello, sister dear.

What are you doing here, Nora?

I'm the real Dr. Lovido.

I'm the psychiatrist.

Leave it. Leave it.

I'm right down the hall if any

of you want to come see a real doctor.

Unlike my sister here, she likes to

call herself doctor.

Don't you, Candy?

Adorable. Your patients are so sweet, Candy.

It's too bad you sweet people can't have

any of these medications which I have

because your doctor isn't a real doctor.

You know I've always hated you.

You were always mother's favorite.

Well, I'll be heading back to my office now.

The nice one down the hall with the donuts.

Oh!

Wrong room, Mr. Matthews.

You know where to find me.

She seems really nice.

I'm gonna need another.

Ow, ow! Dad. What?

What's going on?

Things are not good, Ted. Linda's still here

and it doesn't seem like she's going anywhere.

We need you to say something.

Me? Why me?

You're full and strong, Ted.

Talk to him, Jorge.

I'm gonna get the juice.

I paid my dues, okay?

Your mother and I are taking the brunt of this here.

What kind of father is okay with his son possibly losing an arm?

What kind of a son is okay with their father losing two arms?

Sshh, Dad. I know she's not a very powerful sorceress yet.

- That's easy for you to say. - I'm sorry, okay?

I'm sorry, but I think she's gonna get bored and move on

and Poppy's always said that he doesn't want to get married again.

In the meantime, I'm target practice here.

Okay.

She has got to go.

Okay.

Yeah.

Hi, Linda.

Hi, Poppy.

Look who finally come to visit.

I'm dying here, asshole.

Poppy, don't want to work during the week.

I bet you're hoping you don't have to do that anymore

after I die. Last night, I was counting the money,

I figured I'm worth about 24 million now.

If I keep getting lucky on the stock market.

Now, who should I give all that money to after I die?

Sweetie, you will need at least 20 million

human-earned dollars to become a legitimate sorceress.

Remember the old saying, sorceresses without extreme

human-earned wealth are but sheep with beautiful faces.

- Uh... Poppy... - Shut up, kid.

Don't ruin this moment.

Get your daddy a drink, sweetheart.

All right, mom.

Here, Teddy, have some juice.

We had a family meeting

and we all agree that it's time for you to settle down.

What I'm trying to say, Teddy is,

a wife doesn't want her husband to be a zombie.

Nobody wants to marry a weirdo.

I'm not a weirdo and I'm not a zombie.

You guys even know what a zombie is?

You don't really know a zombie

until you had sex with one.

I know what a zombie is.

I've read about it on a computer.

It's disgusting is what it is. You're a generation in denial, son.

Nobody gets married anymore. You're just hopping from bed to bed, huh?

Jorge! Now, Teddy didn't get that from having sex.

Did you, Ted?

Say hello to your next president

and first lady, I mean ladies.

Come on, girl.

Do you know how expensive running for office is, Poppy?

Only the wealthiest people can do it.

Oh, yeah?

That should put our family on the map, huh?

You know Pop, by the way, just in case you all

forgot, I am running on a platform of

blow everybody up that does not think America is the

greatest country ever.

I call it America or boom.

America or boom, baby.

- Boom! Boom! - Boom!

Now, that's some bullshit right there,

because ain't nobody gonna vote for no black man

threatening to blow up the world.

Jean, Jean, Jean.

Jenny the Jean.

You don't get it, do you?

We are going to save the world.

While me and your sister is doing that, you're just

gonna sit over there with your one-armed husband.

No disrespect, man. All my greatest heroes are one-armed,

but just sitting there and nagging that we ain't doing it right.

She ain't doing it right.

America or boom, baby.

Now, who's getting naked with me?

Come on.

That's gonna be my mission as first lady.

What's that, baby?

Nudity is freedom.

Freedom is nudity.

Shi... Come here, girl!

Get the motherfuckers off my table.

That's enough.

- Sit down, you two. - Okay.

Forgive me, everybody. I'm sorry.

Forgive me for just trying to make love to my wife

at the dinner table.

I thought we was all family.

Have I ever told you all about the first time I ever got naked in public?

- Yes. - Life changer.

I was there that day, remember?

I saw how your life changed.

Look at that boy's skin.

- I think it's getting worse. - Excuse me?

I'm sorry. I didn't realize you could hear me.

I'm sitting right across the table from you.

Bradley, you know skin problems run in this family.

- I mean, we all have them. - That's the truth.

Poppy and I are talking about getting married.

Wha, wha, what?

- What? - There's no hurry.

I mean, we're gonna be in love forever anyways.

Yeah, I mean, there's no sense in rushing anything, Pop.

- I mean, you and I like being bachelors, right? - My man.

Chili boom.

Chili boom.

What the hell, son? Your furniture is a piece of crap.

It's not the furniture, it's...

It's not the furniture, Poppy. It's...

Wo, wo, wo. Remember, chili boom, chili bam.

Look, Teddy. Teddy, take this from your uncle, okay?

You got to always watch out for red flags.

No, not you baby. You're not a red flag.

You are a red, white, and blue flag

flying over the east wing of my heart.

I'm talking about real red flags. The ones that will just pop out

- of a nice pretty package like boom. - Boom!

Just pop out when you least expect it like, boom, boom.

Red flag, red flag, red flag.

Seven of them in a row.

Boom!

- Teddy, my boy. Some more coupons. - Thanks, Pop.

I know you've been having a hard time so I want to help out.

I appreciate it. Thank you, Poppy.

The only thing is, if I find out you're

a zombie, that's it, no more coupons, Teddy.

- Poppy, I'm not a zombie. - All right.

I'm not a zombie.

Poppy, I'm not a zombie.

Zombies are funny.

Carrie, you ain't nothing but a damn fool.

You know what they say, zombies are quite comical.

What the hell we got to do to get some food around here?

Jorge, be a good boy and bring mama

and Linda another martini while you're in there.

I got your momma.

Did you see that?

I wish she would. Trust me. I wish she would.

Don't be silly, Bradley. Jorge is doing the best he can with one arm.

And I'm pretty sure he doesn't want to know

what life would be like with no arms.

This woman's voice is music to my ears.

It must be deaf ears.

- Ricky. - Hi, honey.

Oh, God, why is it always so smoky in here?

It's just the machines downstairs.

Oh, yeah? It's not good for my hair.

God, is there no other cubicle you can

sit in that's not next to a zombie?

Excuse me?

Ted is not a zombie.

Look at his forehead.

I am not a zombie.

Ted.

Oh, God.

Ted?

Stephanie, Ted is not a zombie and you know it.

All right, he's got a disease or something.

Thanks, man. I'm sitting right here.

- Skin thing, whatever. - Right. You know what?

It doesn't matter because I came down here

to tell you that we're done, okay?

It is over, Ricky.

You never even taken me on a vacation.

- Trust me, vacations are not... - Shh!

You don't deserve me, Ricky.

I am diamonds and you are a fucking rock.

Yeah. You're my diamond.

- Not anymore. - Stephanie!

So, Joe is gone.

Yes. Mel, I'm a little busy right now.

Will you vote for me for best worker?

- Yeah, I'll vote for you. - Because you're not gonna get it, right?

I'll vote for you.

- Oh, seriously? - Right. Okay.

People are saying Ted ate Joe.

Did not eat Joe, Mel.

Ricky, look, if you need a place to stay,

you know you can always crash in my place... again.

Thanks.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. What's happening to me?

Oh, God, oh God.

- It's you. What's up? - Hey, dude. I got us some beer and chips.

The essentials, perfect. Thank you.

- Thanks. - Hey, thanks for letting me stay here, dude.

Yes, you can stay here as long as you need to. You know that, right?

Yes, except I'm not sleeping too well

so I probably should find my own place.

Yes, well, you can't sleep on your buddy's chair forever.

So, did you go see the doctor?

For what?

- For the skin thing? - Yeah. And...

And what?

Ted, are you...

I think you should see someone.

Something is wrong.

All right.

What are you doing?

- Ted, what are you doing? - What?

What are you freaking out about?

You have something in your hair.

What did you think I was gonna do?

You freak me out, man.

I wouldn't.

- Is that how that song goes? - No.

I got skin for days here, Bonnie.

Where is my loofa?

- Hey, Ricky. - Hey.

These are for the Texas team.

- Thanks, Bonnie. - Mhm...

Bonnie?

Yes?

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

Mr. Lee is a weed, but a weed is just an unloved flower.

- What? - It's Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

Anyway, Mr. Lee may be just an unloved flower, but I took a look at those

before sending the out because today he is an unloved flower

on a rampage.

That makes today different from what day?

Looks like you've been doing some good work there, Bonnie.

Oh, thank you.

Mel.

I'm also gonna get the best worker.

- Sorry. - What?

It's a competition we have going on,

the best worker competition.

You've probably seen the sign.

Yes, Mr. Lee told me about it.

What? Did he tell you you we're gonna win it?

Did he?

No.

Because it would be ultra not cool if he did.

Can I show you something in the basement?

Mel, I'm sure Bonnie is probably busy.

Yes, yes, I am pretty busy, but maybe another time?

Later today or tomorrow?

Mel, What's got into you?

Sandwich.

Ted want's to eat your brains, by the way.

What? No, I don't.

You may have eaten Dave and Joe.

I did not eat Dave and Joe.

You may have eaten Joe and Dave.

- I did not eat Joe and Dave. - He's got a problem.

Why you keep telling the whole f###ing...

Freeze. Police.

I'm Sgt. Angus and this is my partner Sgt. Zeus.

- Like the Greek god Zeus? - Just like the Greek god Zeus, yes.

Exactly. We need to ask you folks some questions on account

of the two missing persons who used to work here.

Questions.

Dave and Joe?

Exactly.

They were my friends.

Okay, very good. Do you know where they are?

- Missing. Ted is a zombie. - Oh, my God.

- He is... - Okay, that is enough. I am not a zombie.

- I'm not a zombie. - It's true, yes.

What's wrong with your skin, boy?

Excuse me? Okay, first of all,

that's none of your business, and second of all

skin issues tend to run in my family, okay?

- So, that's what it is. - That's disgusting.

We will be back with further questions for all of you.

So, I suggest none of you take any vacations any time soon.

- Wow. - Get back to work, people.

Frank's gonna come any minute.

Bonnie, loofa.

God.

Ricky?

Ricky.

No, stay away, away from me.

Bonnie?

Bonnie, I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

You don't look like you've been sleeping.

I'm still sleeping on Ted's chair

until I could find a place of my own.

Really?

Well, my roommate and I are looking for another roommate.

If you put the knife down

we'd love to have you moving in with us.

Really?

Wow.

Where have you been?

Drop some stuff off in the basement.

Bonnie, Where the fuck is my loofa?

See you guys.

Ted, what the fuck?

You need help, man.

- That is not normal. - What?

- Sorry, Ted. You just don't... - Wendy's gone.

- So much cringe, where'd she go? - Who's Wendy?

- Where'd she go? - Wait, wait, the singing intern?

- She just walked by. - Yes, she was an ultra good worker too.

Sure hope there isn't a zombie going around

eating people.

Why? Why are you guys looking at me? Seriously.

- I'm gonna go back to my... - I'm not a zombie.

I'm not a zombie.

Stop.

To work with these kind of people...

I think I'm gonna I'm gonna write you up.

Mel?

Mel.

Olivia, tell the group about yourself.

Okay, I've been feeling weird since I got back from Romania.

Some things have changed, most noticeably my teeth.

And I'm really strong.

People seem to think I'm a vampire,

which I clearly am not.

Just because I have pointed teeth

and I like to eat my meat rare.

Olivia, are you feeling the urge to bite people?

I've thought about it, but no more than anyone else.

I would never do anything that would hurt someone.

You have to believe me.

I believe you.

Thank you.

Ted.

Ted.

Oh, uh, right.

Well, to be completely honest I'm only here

because...

Well, I saw Olivia carrying bowling balls into

my work, and I just wanted to talk to her.

I work at the bowling alley, moving the balls around.

So, Ted, you're not here because you want help with anything?

Well, I mean, nobody's perfect. Like...

This skin thing I picked up in the Caribbean, for example.

Yes, my family is crazy.

Of course.

I also like my meat rare.

You do?

Well, perhaps you two should both

consider a multivitamin with iron in it.

Also try masturbation.

Pickle anyone?

So...

Maybe I could make dinner for you Saturday night?

Yes, okay. I'm in.

What? Oh. No.

I'm sorry, Grendel. I was talking to Olivia.

Yes, I'd like that.

And then, we're gonna change the oval

office to a triangle, or a rectangle, or...

- Diamond. - Diamond! Exactly, diamond. Something like that.

You know, just to keep everybody on their toes.

- Ain't that right, babe? - Mmm.

And every Friday is gonna be

no foreigner Friday, of course.

I can't wait, my big, strong president.

I love you best in a top hat, and nothing else.

Oh, and just to be clear with everybody,

when she said in a top hat,

I'm not wearing it on my head.

- Teddy, did you lose your hair comb? - No, ma, this is the new style.

You might at least want to put some conditioner in there.

Here, try this Infinite Naturals.

This stuff is great, and it works well on everything.

Okay, Okay, I... Okay, I can do it. Stop.

Teddy, Teddy, Teddy.

Listen to your mother.

Never tested on animals.

Infinite Naturals

...is naturally infinite.

Don't use too much.

Ted, you should get a wife.

The fuck does he need a wife for?

- Well, I am seeing someone. - What?

- Yeah. - Oooh, thank you, God.

- Please don't tell me she's a goblin. - No.

Stop it, mama. My son isn't like that.

Not that there would be anything wrong with it if you were.

When do we get to meet her, baby?

Well, I was thinking of inviting her

- to come with me to dinner one night. - Oh, dinner!

- If I do, you all need to behave. - Of course.

We're just regular people, baby.

- She's very sensitive. - That could be a problem.

Like that. Why are you doing... Uncle Bradley, you can't be

doing that at the dinner table when she's here.

That's weird.

I can't be doing this?

- Can I do that? - No.

- How about... - No.

All right.

I apologize, everybody.

I did not know the new rules of this family.

Forgive me for gently caressing, tweaking

and my wife at the dinner table.

I don't know who this damn family is anymore.

What's wrong with her? She's not a weirdo, is she?

No, there's nothing wrong with her,

and she's not a bloody weirdo.

Have you always said that?

- Said what? - Never mind.

She's beautiful.

She is a vampire.

- A vampire? - No, no, no, no, no, no.

Teddy, are you doing a vampire?

No, she looks like a vampire, but she's not...

What?

Dude.

What do you have, what did you bring for lunch today?

I haven't had time to eat.

I'm such an ultra...

- Mel. - Mel.

You really need to stop doing that.

What? I'm such an ultra hard worker.

Yes, that's nice.

- Can you guys... - Mel!

Can you guys vote for me for best worker next week?

Is that next week? Sure.

Yes, we'll vote for you.

- Mel, can you... - Hey, guys.

- Oh, shit. - Hey, Bonnie.

Okay, but I got to go.

Can I show you something in the basement?

Mel.

Never mind. It's also uninteresting.

What's up?

I'll show you later.

So, Ted, Ricky tells me

that you've really hit it off with that chick Olivia.

She's perfect.

I've never met anyone like her.

That's really cool.

So how's things for the two roommates?

Ricky is amazing.

He made dinner last night.

- Oh, did he? - Mhm.

Well, she... You have to work late. She had to work late.

Bonnie is working on a huge project for Samson.

- Frank Lee's boss? - Yes.

He found out about my qualifications

and needed some work done, so...

And you know, she's got an MBA so she's more qualified

to run this place than Frank Lee is.

He's got his own secretary

running circles around him.

That's... wow.

It couldn't happen to a bigger ass than Frank Lee.

Speaking of which, I've got some stuff

that I need to finish up for him before lunch.

- So, see you guys later. - See you later.

- What? - Exactly "what".

Dude, I haven't heard you mention Stephanie in weeks.

Honestly, I'm not even thinking about Stephanie anymore.

When she calls, it goes straight to voicema...

Meet me in hell. Bring the girl.

Mel, just cut it out, all right?

You're starting to freak everyone out.

- Me? - Yes.

Well, at least I'm not a zombie who eats people.

Ted, are you?

Ted!

I'm sorry. I don't know what's got into me.

You need to get some help.

I'm just sick and tired of people calling me a zombie.

You're a zombie, Ted.

What have you done, Ted?

Ted, what's wrong?

That was a bad dream.

You're not dreaming anymore.

Thank God for that.

I dreamt my whole family was dead.

My God.

That's scary.

Yes, it was.

Speaking of which,

would you want to come over on Friday and meet them?

Yes, I'd love to.

Tell me about Romania.

Well, it wasn't at all what I expected.

I met a guy there, a botanist.

He wouldn't go out at all during the day.

A night botanist, huh?

I would wake up in the middle of the night and

find him staring at me, with an odd look on his face.

Dragonmere?

Olivia, have you ever felt that maybe

Dragonmere was a...

Well, that he was a...

A what?

Never mind.

Tell me about your trip to the Caribbean.

Well, I went to this touristy voodoo thing, you know.

While they were doing this good luck ritual,

things got kind of... weird.

Welcome to voodoo for you and the celebration of luck.

I will now give you good luck.

What the fuck did you do now?

Oh, my God.

I haven't been feeling so good ever since I've been back.

Such a gentleman.

Oh, I try to be.

Olivia, this is my dad, Jorge, and my mom, Jean.

- Nice to meet you. - What's wrong with your teeth?

- Mom. - Your mom is just trying to make

some small talk with your new friend.

- She's my girlfriend, dad. - We'll see about that.

Come on in, kids, let's go have some juice.

- That is a vampire. - What?

Olivia is not a vampire.

I am not a vampire.

Sure.

Hey, Teddy, I got more coupons for you.

Thanks, Poppy.

Hi.

You must be Olivia.

I'm Tete Carey, and this is his uncle Bradley.

The future president of the United States of America.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Oh my God, I'm so sorry.

What in God's name.

I'ma have a heart attack.

I'm the one who's dying here, not you.

All you motherfuckers care about is my will.

Pop, you know how expensive it is to become president.

And what a good president you'll be.

America, boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Your hand's healed.

The healing power of your booty, baby.

And, young lady, did you notice?

I never once fondled my wife's titties

at the dining room table.

I'm so proud of you.

I'm proud of you.

- Shut the fuck up. - Oh, oh, oh Jeez...

Shut up.

Pops.

You shut the fuck up too.

Hey, Poppy.

Poppy, look at me. Hey.

Put the gun down.

So, anybody else...

Anybody else peckish? Anybody hungry?

I'm hungry, anybody?

I could eat.

Jean, what's for dinner?

Hope it's not their casserole. Tastes more like asserole.

You people don't like the food here, you can leave.

Okay, do you hear me?

I have just about enough of all this bullshit.

Ted, I don't know about all this vampire,

zombie nonsense, whatever it is,

but it's not gonna happen in my family, you understand?

- It's gonna stop right now. - You're damn right.

I'm still in charge of this house.

Wait, Olivia!

Don't leave, she's gonna bite you.

She's gonna bite you.

Olivia!

Olivia!

Olivia?

Olivia!

Hi, this is Olivia, leave me a message and I'll call you back.

Oh, shit!

Olivia?

Olivia!

Olivia?

Hello!

You don't look so good. Love got you down?

Oh God, Olivia, there you are, I've been looking all over for you.

This place is so creepy.

Are you okay?

I mean, I have your shoe.

Look, Olivia, I'm sorry, okay? Please forgive me.

I shouldn't have taken you there.

What is wrong with them?

They're crazy.

They think I'm a vampire.

Yes, well, they think I'm a zombie.

My God, Ted, you are a zombie, okay.

You're in denial and I guess I'm a fool for thinking I could

trust a zombie, you're probably just interested in my brains.

Yes, well, for your information, I think you're a vampire

and I suppose all you're interested in is my blood, right?

Maybe.

Then, go ahead, Olivia, bite me.

Oh, I'm so tempted.

Yes, well, I'm tempted to eat your brains.

Well, then go ahead, eat my brains, Ted, you zombie, eat them.

Are you okay, Olivia, did I hurt you?

No.

I'm sorry.

Olivia, are you okay?

No, no, I'm okay.

I would never want to hurt you, okay.

I love you.

What the hell are we gonna do?

You're a zombie and I'm a fucking vampire.

Yes, well, I guess it all make sense now.

You understood why I'm tempted to bite people's heads.

I want to bite your neck so bad.

How did this happen?

I don't want to hurt anyone, Ted.

Neither do I.

Let's make a pact.

Like a blood pact?

No, probably not a good idea.

Pinky pact.

Nobody has to die.

Nobody that isn't already dead.

Right.

Promise you'll stay with me forever?

Forever could be a really long time for us.

Yes.

Thank you.

Wolfgang?

Hi, Wolfgang.

Hey, Ted.

Hey, Olivia.

Watch out for the alligators.

They're terrifying.

I love you, Ted.

Well, if it isn't Lazy one and Lazy two.

I don't get it.

It's a Dr. Seuss reference, dipshit.

Anyway, I'm just coming by to make sure some work is getting

done around here, that nobody's being a zombie.

Zombie!

That is funny stuff, come on.

Best worker competition's right around the corner, you know.

Best worker, best worker.

Over here.

Yes, I am working so ultra hard.

It is exhausting.

Seriously.

What?

What are you working on?

Me? I'm working on the numbers for stateside, sir.

And?

Spreadsheet for your afternoon meeting, sir.

Very good.

Better be careful, you just might win best worker.

No, that's me.

I'm really not worried about that.

Nor should you be.

You're gonna lose.

So funny...

I get it.

- Funny guy. - You're the boss. Funny.

Hey. I think I deserve a little respect around here.

You might want to comb your hair once in a while, Ted.

What?

Anyway, seems like you two are getting

along pretty well with my new secretary, Bonnie.

Yes, she's really nice.

Just not so sure how smart old Bon-Bon is,

you know what I'm saying?

You don't know how smart she is?

Frank, what is that?

I mean, what is that?

Is that another one of your stupid jokes?

You can call me Lazy one or Lazy two or any

other names that you want, but you leave Bonnie alone.

Bonnie is not the best worker.

I suggest you watch how you talk

to me if you want to keep your job.

You can call me Mr. Lee.

- Mr. Lee. - Yes?

I've found your loofa.

Also need you to sign a few things for me.

Hey, you might want to tell your boyfriend here to watch his...

ass.

What was that all about?

Well, old Ricky here just kicked Frank Lee's...

ass, is what he did.

- Really? - Yes.

That is pretty sexy.

Are you coming to lunch?

Yes, I'll meet you guys over there.

Ted, you've got to help me get Bonnie to

the basement for a surprise before Monday.

What's the surprise now and what's going on Monday?

I'll get that.

Monday is when they announce best worker.

You know Bonnie's deciding that, right? Is that why you want to give her something?

What? Then she will... Then she'll ultra choose herself.

- This is... - No. No, Mel, she can't choose herself.

She can't be best worker.

She has to count all the votes,

and then if there's a tie, she gets to decide who wins it.

That is not...

So not what I thought.

This is ultra interesting, see you later.

What?

Can I have that?

Sure.

There's something I need to say.

I know all of you have known for a while now, but

I am a zombie.

A zombie?

Yep, a zombie named Ted.

I'm feeling pretty dumb these days.

Excellent, Grendel, I am so happy for you.

I am a vampire.

I knew that.

These lollipops I always suck on, I make them myself out of blood.

See, I knew you guys would think that was gross.

Ted, how is this knowledge affecting the way you feel about Olivia?

Doesn't matter to me.

I have the cutest patients.

I guess eating bloody pops isn't

as a big deal as I thought it was.

Do you have to call them that?

Where do you get the blood from?

The hospital usually, the morgue too.

Hey, are you okay?

That's actually a really good idea, honey.

- That way, no one has to die. - Yes.

Your little ploy of making me slip on ice cream down

the steps may have worked, Candy, but I am still alive.

Not only that, but the handsome doctor who bandaged me up

was none other than your high school sweetheart.

The one that got away.

We made passionate love when he was done.

None of my patients listen to me.

Mr. Van Tadan, can you please go back to my office right now.

Please.

I don't need you, Norah.

Yes, you do.

- I don't. No. - You do. Yes.

- I don't! - You do!

I don't need you!

Yes, you do.

I don't.

How's my favorite secretary doing?

About to put in her notice.

Say what, why?

I applied for Frank's job and I got it.

They've been grooming her for this, and Frank has no idea.

- Oh, man! - We all deserve some changes around here.

What's today?

Monday.

It's a trick question.

Today is the day that someone ultra special

gets the trophy for the best worker.

I hope you get it.

Hey, you know, I voted for you, Mel.

So did I.

I like zombies.

Just don't eat my brains, Ted.

I don't want to eat your brains, Mel.

Guys, I don't want to hurt anybody.

All right, look, I realize I've been in denial.

And this is more than just a skin thing.

Obviously, I am a zombie.

I'm sorry for freaking you guys out so much.

Well, I guess now is as a good a time

as any to hand out the best worker trophy.

Yes.

Okay, Frank Lee asked me to do the

presentation, so if everyone would gather around.

The votes have been tallied and so without

further ado, the best worker award goes to...

Mel!

Thank God, I got the award.

Me trying to do... I'm so happy.

- Okay, Mel. Okay, Mel! - Thank you.

Here you go, you certainly deserve this.

- You are a very hard worker. - You feel good, thank you.

I don't think anybody else deserves this award more than you do.

Thank you.

Congrats.

Police! Police with captives.

Melthius Corpus Lithium.

That's me.

What kind of name is that?

- Oh, well... It's Californian. - Oh.

- Yeah. - Make sense.

Now maybe you can tell us why we found these missing

people locked in a room in the basement of this building?

Yeah.

Well, they got food. I gave them food.

The food actually wasn't that bad.

We've got a rodent problem down there.

It also gets really cold at night.

It does get cold, it got cold.

I gave them blankets.

And they were thin. No, thanks. They were thin.

To be fair, Mel did get me a lovely birthday gift.

That was super. Thank you.

Yes, but these peoples' families have been missing them.

Well, they can all go home now because I'm best worker now.

Thanks, hold the applause.

Hold on, that's what this is all about?

You locked these people in a basement so that

- they couldn't win the best worker trophy? - Uh, yeah.

- Give me that trophy. - No, no.

- No, no... - Yes.

You don't deserve it. Thank you.

Mel, you can't win best worker if you lock people up in a basement.

- I didn't know that. - Does anyone know

what Jimi Hendrix is saying in Purple Haze?

Never mind all that.

Melthius, none of these people have decided to press charges.

Which means, we are not going to arrest you today.

But I suggest you don't do anything like this ever again, you hear me?

I hear you. Hear you.

Mel, and whoever is going to be

the one that wins the best worker trophy,

it's gonna be a person who doesn't lock their co-workers in a basement.

- Yeah. - Sorry, guys.

Sometimes other people have to win the trophy.

Mel, if I can be a zombie and not eat people, I think

you can be the best worker here and not lock people up.

Zombie.

All right, yes, I'm a zombie, all right.

Get over it.

Let's get out of here, sergeant.

Bye.

Be good.

Captives be gone.

All right Poppy old man, let's get this party started.

I will go first as first lady.

Carey always got to be first.

Dear Carey, though you are no direct relation to me,

and I don't think you got much in the way of brains.

Shut up, you old fool. Shut up, Poppy.

You go ahead, baby.

I think you and your dumb husband...

Dumb, son of a bitch.

Look, I'm sorry. Keep reading, sweetheart.

...should go to the White House.

Where a bunch of other dummies have lived

so I've left you enough money to do that.

There is a bag with your name on it.

Take that, all you naysayers.

America or boom!

It's a funeral for God's sakes.

Okay, I get it, I get it.

Excuse me, everybody, for boning my wife

in front of the ashes of your dead daddy.

I think my gorgeous wife deserves the honor to read ours.

By the way, you look mighty pretty today.

Thank you, baby, but I can't take all the credit.

I've been using Infinite Naturals and it has been clearing up my skin.

It is good for the hands,

the face, and every bumpy place.

- Infinite Naturals... - ...is naturally infinite.

Here we go.

Dear, Jorge, that wife of yours can't cook.

I was never proud of you, son, but you tried.

Irregardless, fuckers, I'm leaving you and Jean a bag.

Hallelujah. Thank you, Jesus.

Well, Pops, you were a pain in the ass

till the end, but I'm gonna miss you.

Darling... This is it.

Money in that bag.

Welcome to the rich club.

Go ahead, son. It's your turn.

Dear, Ted, you were the only one that I loved, except Linda.

But there at the end, you were a zombie,

and I just can't tolerate that.

So, no money for you,

but I did leave you some coupons to help with expenses.

- Luck! - Sorry, son.

My turn.

My darling Linda, love of my life.

The biggest bag is of course for you

and will allow you to finish your sorcery training

and do any other damn thing you please, forever in my memory.

That's some bullshit right there.

There is my new boyfriend.

I'll be practicing my newest love spell

on him right about now.

Tata, everyone.

Don't miss me too much.

Thank God that bitch is gone.

What was that?

Poppy blew that woman up.

Red flag.

God may not be here when you want Him,

but He's always right on time.

I think we can all agree with my bitch.

Let's check out the loot.

Wait, wait! Be careful now.

I think it's safe.

Yes, yes, yes.

No, stop! Stop celebrating. It's fake.

- It's fake. - Oh, no. No, no, no!

Oh, my God.

No, no, no.

I wish I could burn your ass up more right now.

Be strong. Baby, be strong.

I wanted to get daddy so much hatred.

What's to come of our country?

I was gonna get you a prosthetic and surprise you.

This is not what George Washington died for.

I wanted you to hold me with both arms.

I can't hold myself.

I am sensitive to Infinite Naturals.

Oh God.

It isn't the end of the world.

Yes, it is.

Listen, I am not gonna mistreat you, OK?

What good would that do?

I want you to care about your job, and work hard.

If you can learn to do that, and treat people better,

sure we can find a place for you in some capacity.

In some capacity?

What? Like the janitor, or pool boy?

We have a pool here?

We don't have a pool here.

Listen, why don't you take a week off, and when you get

back, we can sit down and find a place that fits for you.

I'm sure you have some family who would want to see more of you.

No, I don't.

I think it would help if you took some time off.

Oh, gosh.

Frank, do you want a hug?

Okay, come on. Bring it in.

Okay.

Look, you are sitting in my chair.

I'm gonna need you to get up.

Let me see what kind of coupons he gave you.

That's for cereal or something.

Oh, look at that.

There is a letter in here for you from your grandfather, dumb ass.

- You want to see what it says? - Th...

Dear Teddy, you didn't really think I'd only leave you

a cereal coupon, did you? You fucking tool.

You've known your whole life what the rest of those idiots will never know

which is money can't buy you love. You will know what to do with this.

I have enclosed Dan Bishop's business card. He's the man at Dintuck & Blitzer Bank

and will help you access your money.

Don't let me down, buddy.

Love forever, your Poppy.

- Ted! - Are you kidding me?

Wow. I can't believe this.

Dang, Ted. You might just be the richest zombie alive.

The richest zombie... alive?

I'm the richest zombie dead... named Ted.

My God.

Come on, guys.

So crazy.

- Marker. - , zombie.

Please don't hurt me.

Can you start? Now you could think about it.

Oh my God. Mel, Mel!

20 crackers. Take four.

You're dumb, Ted. Sorry.

- I'm just... - Sick and tired?

Give me a sec, okay.

I'm in love with you.

Okay. I'll get this.

Look, I'm just sick and tired of people calling me a zombie.

Excuse me.

Oh my God.

- Before you have sex. - Mel!

Could you please, hand me my sandwich.

- No. - I think she's lying on it.

- How the... - Scene three Echo, take one.

- rolling. - I forgot my line.

Damn it.

Oh, sorry.

I think I just need to... I need to write down another note with myself.

Where is it? My pen, damn it, Ted, did you eat my pen?

- Rolling. - Marker.

I'm sorry, I'm laughing. I'm sorry.

Marker.

Marker.

Hi, Ricky.

Hi, Ricky.

So Ricky's there? So, seriously, are you still rolling or what?

- What? sorry. - It's okay.

Oh my God. You see what you did? You broke it.

- Can I help... - No, no you can't.

That was because your moral character was not sound enough.

Bravo 5 Kilo, take one. Marker.

Now, quick making those wishes. What are they? Give them to me.

The wishes would be, I wish she would.

That's not three wishes.

- No. - That's four words.

I wish sh'would.

Must be deaf then.

- What did you say? - I said we need a shift.

You know, I just realized that sh'would is not a word.

- So, what makes you think that I'm a zombie? - I just get the feeling

- that you're gonna eat my head at any second. - That's a very false...

- It's called zombie-ism as far as I know. - Yeah, but that's...

Look at the way you're looking at my noggin right now.

Scene 19.

Excuse me for fondling

my wife's areola

at the dining, okay.

What is the areola specifically?

It's this part right here.

Just keep your teeth off my body.

No, she looks a little like a vampire but she's...

- What? - Calm down.

- Rolling. - What? What? What? What? What?

Huh? Well, I didn't...

Excuse me for giving my wife a

clinical breast exam at the dinner table.

I thought we were family.

You need to do that on a regular basis.

- These aren't going to mammogram themselves. - That's true.

Then of course I'm gonna outlaw anybody

who comes from a country that has a ach sound in it.

- Roll. - Marker.

- We can not do this? - No.

- Can I do that? - No.

Ted, just tell me when it's okay.

- I can do this? - Quit grabbing that. Please stop.

None of us want to see that.

Grandpa rolling.

What's to come of our country?

All the little American boys and girls.

Stay strong, baby.

With no apple pie.

Shut up there, old man.

You see that you done?

- I hate you. - Roll.

AAZNT

My family has gone to hell and back.

What is happening?

Shoot me. Shoot me, motherfuckers, just shoot me right in the head.

Take me out there. Take me.

Take one.

I am a zombie.

A zombie named Ted.

Ted?

So sad.

Mr. Oripori, I told you to wait in my office.