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(liquid dripping) (machine beeping)

- He's a brave boy.

I remember when my grandma passed,

I was even too scared to go in the room

and that was before.

- It's okay.

- I'm not scared.

Mummy said you love us lots.

- Smart lad.

Of course I love you.

I want you to take good care of your mum.

Promise me.

- Yes, Grandma.

- Good boy.

(grandma coughing)

- For fuck sake!

How much longer are they gonna take?

(aggressive music)

(metronome ticking)

(watch beeping)

- Stoic.

Patient.

Empathetic.

- What? Just supposed to wait, then?

- You don't get many natural causes, I take it?

- Um.

Heart attacks, accidents.

Suicides mainly.

- my first, a long time.

- Well, you get some, like, sentimental

bastard would, you know,

let you get in there. And then,

they'd bring in the Phase Two guys.

- Never had a Phase Two.

- You what?

- Hundred percent success rate.

You are learning from the best, kid.

- Marry that nice lady

who's been so good to you.

- Marriage doesn't mean that much these days, mum.

- Do it anyway.

Tradition is important.

- I'll do my best.

(ticking)

- It's been three hours.

I'm going to go up there and

see what the fuck is going on.

- Don't be ridiculous.

- Why don't they just pull plug?

I mean, it's not-

It's not like she's going to win

a Nobel Prize anytime soon.

- Respect. It used to have meaning.

- My shift was supposed to end an hour ago.

If she had any respect, she'd keel over.

They haven't even offered us a cup of tea!

- I remember when losing someone was a big deal.

Medics actually tried to save your life.

- I had this, um.

It was a banker in the city last week.

And, uh.

He had a heart attack while wacking one off

on the bog at work.

Alright. I get there.

His body is flumped on the floor, right?

Trousers round his ankles.

Employees around him just taking photos.

- I heard about that. Disgusting business.

- Yep. Well, I was the one who had to

pull his trousers up before the cleanup, so.

- Well, pranksters always get the dirty jobs.

Had he, you know, finished?

- Hang on.

I've got a pic.

- Are they here?

- Don't concern yourself with that, mum.

- Tell them I'm sorry I'm taking my time.

- It's outrageous.

- They're just doing their jobs.

- It's government overreach.

The whole thing's a bloody hoax anyway.

- Can't you just cut it out with your

conspiracy theories for five minutes?

- She's not a danger to anyone.

(beeping faster)

- Not now, Martin. Can you just keep a lid on it

for one day? - Mum?

- You're one to speak. - Mum!

- Who called them in the first place?

- Mum! - Mum!

- Mum! - I had to call them.

- Mum! - No you didn't.

- Hang on Jane. Yes, I did.

- I think she's gone!

- Mum?

Mum!

- That's it, I'm going up.

- No you're not.

- She needs to shit, I'll give her the bomb.

I've got places to be.

(sobbing)

- Excuse me, sorry. If she's passed then

we need to get up there quickly.

(sobbing)

- It's time.

- The world's changing, kid.

And not for the better.

On behalf of our company, we'd like to offer

our sincerest condolences.

- We need to-need to be alone with Lily, now.

- Rose! Her name is Rose.

- Uh, yeah. Yeah, it was Rose. Sorry.

That's a beautiful flower. We need to, uh

push you out now.

- I'm staying!

- Well now, you can't. It's against the law.

- You don't believe their lies.

- Well, that's a 10,000 pound fine

if you stay in here. - Time to get out.

- She loved you and you love her.

On your way. We need to clear the room.

- This is my mother's house!

- Vexitas thanks you for your cooperation.

(muffled yelling)

- Twat.

- Natural Causes are always the hardest.

- Yep.

- Less than a minute.

- Haven't seen one of them in a while.

- Grandma won't have to wait three days.

Prep the canister.

- You gonna let me use the gun?

- If you were qualified you'd know that

we don't call it a gun, do we?

- Come on. I've seen it done so many times.

- Don't be a dickhead. Spit that out.

30 seconds.

- Please.

- This isn't a joke, kid.

Pistol. Now!

- Please. Please! - Pistol.

- Pistol! - Please!

- Give it!

Pistol-Too late!

Hold the pistol tight against her head.

Keep the pressure on.

It's gotta go straight in or it's gonna get messy.

(ringing)

- You are gonna tidy this up.

I'll get the forms.

This isn't going on my record.

- The government thanks you for your cooperation

and offers its sincerest condolences at this difficult time.

Now, there are programs available

if you need counseling or any advice

about what you've witnessed here today.

It's all in this handy leaflet. There.

- Is that mum's blood?

- Slight incident. Nothing major. Nothing major.

And if you could initial here.

And here.

To say that everything was cleaned up

and that the termination was carried out as planned.

That'd be great. And then we can be on our way. Yeah?

Um, also.

Also, there is actually, I forgot,

if you'll believe me, a feedback form on the back.

Now that includes a small performance related bonus

if you give us five stars,

but that's completely optional, obviously.

- This is all a bit much.

- Oh, I know. It's-I-I feel for you.

I- It's a terrible time. For all of us.

If you could just- - Sorry.

- Sign here. Lovely.

And that one there.

Thank you.

And as I said, this one is completely optional. But, uh.

Oh, I appreciate that. Alright.

Thank you. Sleep tight.

Night.

Christ's sake!

Oi!

- What? I've got a date!

Hey man. The way her head popped-Jesus!

Hey, don't worry about the whole-

(mimics scream and explosion)

I'm not gonna tell anyone.

Your secret is safe with me.

No reports.

Ready?

I just think this whole thing with waiting

for them to come back and then

popping them is just bollocks.

We should just do our job.

- If you kill them before they come back

that is against company policy, yeah?

That's murder.

- Sounds like a load of bureaucratic bullshit to me.

If I'm dead, pop me.

- You've gotta make sure they're definitely coming back.

That is our job.

- Oh yeah, cause we wouldn't want to, you know,

execute a corpse, would we? (snorts)

- (snorts) Twat.

- Alright, hurry up.

(doors slam)

Shot gun!

(choking)

- Hey! Thought you were in a hurry?

Stop dicking about!

(watch beeps)

- HQ, this is Delta van. I have had a 274.

Situation under control. Heading home for the night.

- [Radio] Roger that, Delta Van. Have a good night.

(engine starts)

- [Man] Muppet.

(aggressive music)

♪ A thing for the worst, but you laugh out loud ♪

♪ Watching mad faces as you walk through the crowd ♪

♪ Chasing shadows of who you once were ♪

♪ Trying to find that person you used to prefer ♪

♪ Running myself with all that I need ♪

♪ As I fall down hard to my knees ♪

♪ The brain lays paths to whomever I please ♪

♪ Release my ties to let me run free ♪

♪ Get yourself in time so I can succeed ♪

♪ I make you wanna work so I can leave ♪

♪ Wrap to knees, a line for restrictions ♪

♪ Pull out your can of predictions ♪

♪ We'll confront our old convictions ♪

♪ With ideas and concerts and pictures ♪

♪ Give up dreams, strange new depictions ♪

♪ Crying out loud their contradictions ♪

♪ So who should stop to take their prescriptions ♪

♪ You so cocky I'll sell subscriptions ♪

♪ Mushing slowly ♪

♪ Deal will be ♪

♪ Every time you step ♪

♪ You don't wanna run up here ♪

(aggressive music)