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[opening theme music playing]

[electronic warbling]

[bagpipe music playing]

[vehicle whirring]

[chickens clucking]

[liquid pouring]

- [rats squeaking] - [man groaning]

I see ya, ya twitty wee shite.

[vehicles whirring]

[man] Bloody hell.

[cat screeches]

- [cat scurrying] - Hey!

- [hissing] - [gun firing]

Take that, ya nasty bastard.

[ominous music playing]

What the fuck is that?

[suspenseful music playing]

[phone beeping]

Aye, it's Mason.

Do you know a good pest control company?

[music fades]

Yeah. Mm-hmm. Yeah. Oh. Right.

Well, no need to worry, Mr. Mason.

Traptech can solve your little rat problem.

Little?

It's an armed rat fucking rebellion, is what it is.

- [chuckling] Well, no. - [cat purring]

We're seeing quite a lot of this lately, Mr. Mason.

Evolution, you see.

Humanity is warping the environment,

forcing the animal kingdom to adapt, et cetera, et cetera.

A certain level of tool use is nothing to worry about.

Aye, aye.

Less Darwinian theory, more rodent-killing hardware.

- Allow me to introduce the TT6. - [dramatic music playing]

A fixed-position, guided pulse laser

with sensors that can zero a woodlouse at a kilometer.

The very latest in Traptech-nology.

With just four of these killing machines in each barn,

and you really can "Fire and Forget."

[sighing heavily]

How much?

Do I really need all this shite?

Is this not a bit fucking overkill?

Well, you can't be too careful when it comes to pest control, Mr. Mason.

- And Barn One systems are online. - [electronic trilling]

[electronic warbling]

Oh! We've got a kill already.

[chuckling] How about that? Look at that.

[cat meowing]

Ah, yes.

We do advise that you keep other animals clear of the kill zone.

- Her name was Susan. - [melancholy music playing]

[voice breaking] And I'll be expecting a discount for that.

[thudding]

[guns zapping]

[dramatic music playing]

[Mason chuckling]

[guns zapping]

- [gun zapping continues] - [Mason chuckling]

Fire and forget.

[alarm blaring]

[electronic buzzing]

[Mason] Hmm?

What the fuck?

You clever little bastard.

[music fades]

Hmm. I was worried this might happen.

Well, Mr. Mason, there's only one thing for it.

We're gonna have to go mobile.

The all new TT-15 with gas-cooled auto-cannon,

armored chassis, and the same targeting tech

that navy drones carry.

Now that is what I call tool use.

[sighing heavily] How much?

[man] Right, well, we've recovered four of the TT6s,

but it says here you had five.

Ah, well, fucking rats trashed them.

[sighing] I'm afraid I'll still have to report them missing.

[man] Good luck with that TT-15!

[Mason straining]

[grunting, groaning]

[clattering]

[electronic warbling]

[ominous music playing]

Bloody hell.

[TT-15 trilling]

Fuck.

[guns firing]

[Mason] Oh, um,

thank you.

Carry on.

Good boy.

[dramatic music playing]

[yawning]

Bloody hell.

Welcome to the ratpocalypse.

[guns firing]

- [suspenseful music playing] - [rat yelping]

[rats screaming]

[squelching]

[rat moaning]

[rat screaming]

Christ on a bike.

[guns firing]

[guns zapping]

Ah, fucking...

Fuck.

[intense music playing]

[rats squeaking]

[guns zapping]

[rat yelling]

[rat yelling]

[guns zapping]

[rats yelling]

[guns zapping]

[rat screaming]

[music reaches crescendo]

[music stops]

[clattering]

[sizzling]

[somber music playing]

[Mason] Christ.

Like World War fucking IV.

[TT-15 trilling]

[suspenseful music playing]

[heart beating]

[suspenseful music swelling]

[gun firing]

[electronic warbling]

Take that, you nasty bastard.

[rats squeaking]

[uplifting music playing]

[handle squeaking]

[rat squeaking]

I salute your courage, sir.

- [rat squeaking] - [slurping]

[coughing] Ugh.

[coughing] Bloody hell.

[hoarsely] That's good.

So good.

[rats squeaking]

[dramatic bagpipe music playing]

[phone beeping]

[Mason] Customer service, please.

Hello, this is Mason.

[chuckling] Aye, that's right. That one. Yeah.

I just need to cancel a check.

[chuckling]

[music fades]

[electronic warbling]

[closing theme music playing]

[music fades]