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# Can you keep a secret? Sneaky and a treat | 0:00:02 | 0:00:03 | |
# A dash of something tasty Just you wait and see | 0:00:03 | 0:00:06 | |
# The magic in my story turned you upside down indeed | 0:00:06 | 0:00:10 | |
# No matter what the trouble is I've got a recipe | 0:00:10 | 0:00:14 | |
# Mixing up the flavour | 0:00:14 | 0:00:16 | |
# With a trick right up my sleeve | 0:00:16 | 0:00:18 | |
# Stir it up a little more and then we're going to see | 0:00:18 | 0:00:22 | |
# Cooking up a story that is good for magazines | 0:00:22 | 0:00:25 | |
# Sprinkle this, sprinkle that Stir it up and see. # | 0:00:25 | 0:00:29 | |
Please? Please! Go on! | 0:00:29 | 0:00:34 | |
Just one, please! | 0:00:34 | 0:00:36 | |
No! Your mum says if you have too much sugar you get hyperactive - | 0:00:36 | 0:00:39 | |
a terrifying thought. | 0:00:39 | 0:00:40 | |
Why are you eating them? You hate doughnuts! | 0:00:40 | 0:00:44 | |
Mm. Mm. | 0:00:44 | 0:00:46 | |
But I love how you react when I eat them. | 0:00:46 | 0:00:48 | |
Hey! Look over there - it's that guy from the band you like! | 0:00:48 | 0:00:51 | |
Do you really think she's stupid enough to fall for that? Again? | 0:00:51 | 0:00:56 | |
Every time. | 0:00:58 | 0:00:59 | |
Ha-ha-ha-ha! | 0:01:05 | 0:01:07 | |
Argh! | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
-Oh! -I've got another client on line two. I'll call you back. | 0:01:10 | 0:01:14 | |
Lisa? Chemistry? Sure. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:17 | |
Well, H2O could be hot water, but CO2 isn't cold water. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:21 | |
OK. Bye. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:23 | |
OK, rewind. What was this? | 0:01:23 | 0:01:25 | |
-Nothing. I've just started my own small business, that's all. -What? | 0:01:25 | 0:01:29 | |
Homework troubleshooting for the bimbo set in year 11. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
-Wow! -I know, pretty impressive, huh? | 0:01:31 | 0:01:34 | |
No, it sounds like Dullsville. Why would you do that? | 0:01:34 | 0:01:37 | |
You're right. There are no benefits whatsoever. | 0:01:37 | 0:01:40 | |
How do you like my new shoes? | 0:01:40 | 0:01:43 | |
What you got to say to that, then? | 0:01:43 | 0:01:46 | |
Daddy? I want a job. | 0:01:46 | 0:01:48 | |
"Dad, how are you doing? Looking good. Mm, I love the aftershave." | 0:01:48 | 0:01:53 | |
-"Is that new, you say?" -Dad! I mean it! I'm 14! | 0:01:53 | 0:01:57 | |
-I should have a job. -If you're that keen, you can start now. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:01 | |
When I said a job, I didn't mean... | 0:02:01 | 0:02:03 | |
-I thought not. Got to start at the bottom, right, Frenchy? -Sure. | 0:02:03 | 0:02:07 | |
My business is just a small start-up, | 0:02:07 | 0:02:10 | |
but we're already making a sizeable net profit. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:13 | |
Er...yeah. Yeah. Exactly. | 0:02:13 | 0:02:16 | |
You see, not all girls have got business savvy, Frenchy. | 0:02:16 | 0:02:19 | |
-Remember when you washed my car, Lulu? -It was spotless. | 0:02:19 | 0:02:23 | |
You left the keys in the door - | 0:02:23 | 0:02:25 | |
it was spotless for the bloke that nicked it. | 0:02:25 | 0:02:28 | |
-I've changed now. I'm responsible. -< I'm home! | 0:02:28 | 0:02:31 | |
Afternoon, troops. | 0:02:42 | 0:02:43 | |
Now... | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
where's the ironing? | 0:02:45 | 0:02:47 | |
Minty, you think I'm responsible, don't you? | 0:02:47 | 0:02:50 | |
Hi, honey. How was skydiving? | 0:02:50 | 0:02:51 | |
Oh, you know. Tame. | 0:02:51 | 0:02:54 | |
Responsible for what now, trouble? | 0:02:54 | 0:02:57 | |
-What? No, guys, all I want is a job! -I'll give you a job. -Thank you. | 0:02:57 | 0:03:01 | |
I accept. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
-Hang on, doing what? -Babysitting. -I've told her... | 0:03:03 | 0:03:06 | |
If she can manage Torquil for a night, | 0:03:06 | 0:03:09 | |
perhaps she IS ready for a real job. | 0:03:09 | 0:03:11 | |
And if I'm wrong... | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
..arrest me, officer. | 0:03:16 | 0:03:18 | |
Ew! | 0:03:19 | 0:03:20 | |
Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:23 | |
In at the deep end, eh? Bad luck. | 0:03:23 | 0:03:26 | |
It's cool. Home alone, guarding a sleeping boy-shaped monster? | 0:03:26 | 0:03:30 | |
No wrinklies to bother us. What could go wrong? | 0:03:30 | 0:03:32 | |
Home alone? Sounds like a perfect time to watch this. | 0:03:32 | 0:03:36 | |
Zombie And Son? | 0:03:36 | 0:03:38 | |
Oh, no, I hate scary movies! | 0:03:38 | 0:03:40 | |
OK, I'll watch it with Warren. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:43 | |
I LOVE scary movies. | 0:03:43 | 0:03:45 | |
Listen carefully - homework, teeth, bed. | 0:03:53 | 0:03:56 | |
You do everything your step-sister says. Yes? | 0:03:56 | 0:04:00 | |
And deffo no doughnuts. | 0:04:00 | 0:04:02 | |
Too much sugar, he goes hyperactive and he'll be up till dawn. | 0:04:02 | 0:04:06 | |
We hid them in your shoes in your wardrobe. | 0:04:06 | 0:04:08 | |
Great. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:10 | |
Mintola, that costs five pound a squirt. | 0:04:12 | 0:04:15 | |
Oh, take this upstairs for me, Lulu? | 0:04:16 | 0:04:18 | |
And don't have too much fun without me. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:23 | |
Oh, Lulu, whatever you do... | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
-I'll be fine, Dad, you'll see. -That's my girl. | 0:04:25 | 0:04:28 | |
Bye. Yeah, have fun, see you later. Bye. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:31 | |
SHE SCREAMS IN DELIGHT | 0:04:33 | 0:04:36 | |
I'm in charge! | 0:04:36 | 0:04:37 | |
I'm in charge! | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
Lu's in charge! Lu's in charge! | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
Whoa! Whoa! | 0:04:43 | 0:04:45 | |
Ready for a night of thrills...boss(?) | 0:04:47 | 0:04:49 | |
Thrills for me, sure. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
You may have pulled the wool over my eyes once before today, | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
but it won't be so easy next time. You're my slave now, remember? | 0:04:54 | 0:04:57 | |
Homework, teeth, bed. | 0:04:57 | 0:04:59 | |
And no doughnuts. | 0:04:59 | 0:05:00 | |
Cinch-o. Oh, and what was that other thing? | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 0:05:03 | 0:05:04 | |
Don't answer the door to strangers! | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
It's not a stranger, silly. | 0:05:09 | 0:05:12 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:05:12 | 0:05:13 | |
Looking good, French. | 0:05:15 | 0:05:17 | |
This mask is crucial to the success | 0:05:17 | 0:05:19 | |
of Operation Show Chip How Much We've Got In Common. | 0:05:19 | 0:05:22 | |
What is it with all these operations? | 0:05:24 | 0:05:27 | |
Where are they? | 0:05:33 | 0:05:34 | |
I need those doughnuts! Without them, my blood sugar levels will fall | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
and my sparkling and effervescent personality will be diminished. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:46 | |
Oh, Torquil! I didn't realise. | 0:05:46 | 0:05:49 | |
In that case...no. | 0:05:49 | 0:05:52 | |
-I'm telling your dad you watched a horror movie. -I'm babysitting one! | 0:05:54 | 0:05:58 | |
Bed! | 0:05:58 | 0:05:59 | |
Mark my words. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:07 | |
Before midnight, I swear I'll taste the sweet... | 0:06:07 | 0:06:10 | |
sweet frosting of a doughnut. I will! | 0:06:10 | 0:06:14 | |
Bring it on, Smeagol! | 0:06:14 | 0:06:16 | |
HORROR MOVIE ON TV | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
Chip...will this be ALL scary and nasty and involve us huddling... | 0:06:26 | 0:06:32 | |
really close together? | 0:06:32 | 0:06:34 | |
Nah. | 0:06:34 | 0:06:35 | |
DOORBELL CHIMES | 0:06:35 | 0:06:39 | |
Delivery of 30 jam doughnuts for a...Torquil Le Bone? | 0:06:47 | 0:06:51 | |
Right. This means war. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:59 | |
Nice. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:06 | |
The question is, how do I get him? | 0:07:06 | 0:07:09 | |
Oh! I've got it! Dead and butter pudding - very scary. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:13 | |
Sounds perfect. | 0:07:13 | 0:07:14 | |
Ahh! | 0:07:27 | 0:07:28 | |
-Ho-hoo! -How will this pudding scare Torquil when he eats it? | 0:07:34 | 0:07:39 | |
He doesn't. You do. | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
Then you turn into a zombie and YOU scare HIM. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:44 | |
Sorry, it sounded a bit like you were turning me into a zombie. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:49 | |
Yep! It's good, innit? | 0:07:49 | 0:07:50 | |
-Is there a problem? -Yes! I'm not doing that! | 0:07:50 | 0:07:53 | |
Oh! You never let me have any fun! | 0:07:53 | 0:07:57 | |
Torquil's not in bed. He's gone crazy! | 0:07:58 | 0:08:01 | |
He's trashed the room! He's spoiling everything! | 0:08:01 | 0:08:04 | |
Leave it to me. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:05 | |
OVEN ALARM DINGS | 0:08:06 | 0:08:07 | |
Where's Torquil? | 0:08:24 | 0:08:25 | |
Hey, Lulu! | 0:08:25 | 0:08:27 | |
What are you doing? | 0:08:27 | 0:08:29 | |
-Just came down to watch the film. -It'll scare you. -Don't think so. | 0:08:29 | 0:08:33 | |
I've seen you without make-up on. | 0:08:33 | 0:08:34 | |
How'd you like to see me without a step-brother? | 0:08:34 | 0:08:37 | |
Keep looking for doughnuts and you will. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:39 | |
Help me clean up this mess so Dad will give me that job. | 0:08:39 | 0:08:42 | |
Make me. | 0:08:42 | 0:08:43 | |
That's better. Where were we? | 0:08:52 | 0:08:54 | |
The zombie king was just about to eat the cheerleaders. | 0:08:54 | 0:08:58 | |
BURP ON TV Oh! | 0:08:58 | 0:09:00 | |
What a plan - while Lulu tidies, Torquil hunts doughnuts. | 0:09:02 | 0:09:06 | |
Mm. | 0:09:16 | 0:09:18 | |
No...wait...stop. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:21 | |
No-one ever listens to me. | 0:09:26 | 0:09:29 | |
-Oh! -Ahh! | 0:09:32 | 0:09:34 | |
That bit was quite scary, wasn't it, Chip? | 0:09:34 | 0:09:38 | |
-What? -Nothing. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:42 | |
PANS RATTLE > | 0:09:42 | 0:09:43 | |
I'll be right back. | 0:09:46 | 0:09:47 | |
CRUNCHING ON TV | 0:09:49 | 0:09:50 | |
-Oh! -Oh! | 0:09:50 | 0:09:51 | |
Lu! Funny thing... | 0:09:59 | 0:10:01 | |
Please, please, please, please say he didn't | 0:10:02 | 0:10:04 | |
eat the dead and butter pudding. | 0:10:04 | 0:10:06 | |
ZIP | 0:10:06 | 0:10:08 | |
Why've you gone quiet? | 0:10:08 | 0:10:09 | |
ZIP | 0:10:09 | 0:10:11 | |
-You told me not to tell you that. -Oh, no. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:13 | |
Chip, I'm getting really scared. | 0:10:17 | 0:10:22 | |
I need you to protect me. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:23 | |
No, you don't. It's only a movie. | 0:10:24 | 0:10:26 | |
The special effects aren't even that good. Zombies aren't that scary. | 0:10:26 | 0:10:30 | |
MUSIC: "Thriller" by Michael Jackson | 0:10:34 | 0:10:36 | |
Brains! | 0:10:36 | 0:10:37 | |
Problem? | 0:10:42 | 0:10:43 | |
Lu...what's happening to your step-brother? | 0:10:45 | 0:10:50 | |
Probably just trying to impress you. | 0:10:50 | 0:10:52 | |
His face is falling off. | 0:10:53 | 0:10:56 | |
Torquil! Stop showing off, OK? | 0:10:56 | 0:10:59 | |
Whoa! Looks like he's a zombie! That's not possible unless... | 0:10:59 | 0:11:03 | |
Totally! Zombies don't exist. | 0:11:03 | 0:11:05 | |
But if they did...how would you stop one? | 0:11:05 | 0:11:09 | |
Have you been cooking? | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
Need...brains! | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:11:14 | 0:11:15 | |
He is a zombie! Look at his eyes! | 0:11:19 | 0:11:21 | |
Possibly. | 0:11:22 | 0:11:23 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:11:23 | 0:11:24 | |
-I guess it must have been, er... -Something he ate? | 0:11:29 | 0:11:32 | |
Of course, he must have eaten... | 0:11:32 | 0:11:34 | |
a radioactive virus. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:35 | |
THUNDERCLAPS | 0:11:35 | 0:11:36 | |
-There's a zombie in the next room! How do we escape? -Escape? | 0:11:36 | 0:11:40 | |
Are you guys mad? | 0:11:40 | 0:11:41 | |
THEY YELL | 0:11:41 | 0:11:42 | |
There's a zombie in the next room! Wait until the boys at | 0:11:42 | 0:11:45 | |
Everything You Wanted To Know About Zombies | 0:11:45 | 0:11:47 | |
But Were Too Afraid To Ask.com hear about THIS! | 0:11:47 | 0:11:49 | |
-Chip! What do zombies do? -Eat brains? | 0:11:49 | 0:11:52 | |
Oh, yeah, I see, that IS a problem. | 0:11:52 | 0:11:54 | |
Ugh! And - key question - how do you stop them? | 0:11:54 | 0:11:58 | |
-Chop off their heads - it always works. -Are you crazy?! | 0:11:58 | 0:12:01 | |
Dad will never let me have a job if, | 0:12:01 | 0:12:03 | |
the first time I baby-sit my step-brother, I chop off his head! | 0:12:03 | 0:12:06 | |
Minty'll never speak to you again. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:09 | |
So it's not ALL bad. | 0:12:09 | 0:12:10 | |
Look, I need a way to stop a zombie without severing its head. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:15 | |
Cookie must have a recipe for anti-zombie. Antipasto or something. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:19 | |
SILENCE | 0:12:19 | 0:12:21 | |
OK, Chip. I can't hear that little monster any more. | 0:12:21 | 0:12:25 | |
Get up. | 0:12:25 | 0:12:27 | |
Stay here, keep the lights off. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:30 | |
Frenchy, come with me. Back in a sec. | 0:12:31 | 0:12:33 | |
Wait! Even in the dark, he can still... | 0:12:33 | 0:12:35 | |
SCREAMS | 0:12:35 | 0:12:36 | |
..smell you. | 0:12:36 | 0:12:37 | |
MUSIC: "Thriller" by Michael Jackson | 0:12:37 | 0:12:39 | |
LULU SCREAMS | 0:12:39 | 0:12:40 | |
BONES CRUNCH OW! | 0:12:43 | 0:12:45 | |
Cookie, help! | 0:12:50 | 0:12:51 | |
Chill out, Lu, it'll wear off. | 0:12:55 | 0:12:57 | |
-When? -Couple of hours. | 0:12:57 | 0:12:59 | |
OK, worst case scenario, 18 months. | 0:12:59 | 0:13:02 | |
-THUNDERCLAPS -18 months?! | 0:13:02 | 0:13:04 | |
Dad can't have a zombie in the cafe for 18 months! | 0:13:04 | 0:13:06 | |
It breaks every health and safety rule! | 0:13:06 | 0:13:09 | |
That's what I love about you, Lu, always seeing the bigger picture! | 0:13:09 | 0:13:13 | |
Wait, listen. | 0:13:14 | 0:13:15 | |
SILENCE | 0:13:15 | 0:13:16 | |
I don't hear anything. | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
Exactly. Torquil's gone. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:19 | |
-BANG < -Ahh! | 0:13:19 | 0:13:22 | |
BOTH: Chip! | 0:13:22 | 0:13:23 | |
COOKIE LAUGHS | 0:13:23 | 0:13:25 | |
Chip... | 0:13:32 | 0:13:33 | |
Chip, you're alive! | 0:13:35 | 0:13:36 | |
Course I'm alive, and I've stopped your zombie. | 0:13:36 | 0:13:39 | |
You cut off Torquil's head? | 0:13:39 | 0:13:41 | |
Cutting off its head stops its brain speaking to its body | 0:13:41 | 0:13:44 | |
so I tried freezing his brain by dropping ice cream on his head. | 0:13:44 | 0:13:47 | |
-What flavour? -And it worked? | 0:13:47 | 0:13:50 | |
Yeah. He's unconscious. | 0:13:50 | 0:13:52 | |
THUNDERCLAPS | 0:13:52 | 0:13:54 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:13:54 | 0:13:55 | |
-Eugh! -I should have used raspberry ripple. | 0:13:58 | 0:14:01 | |
Need...brains. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:04 | |
Chip! Don't hurt him - I'll never get that job! | 0:14:05 | 0:14:08 | |
Forget the job! What about Chip? | 0:14:08 | 0:14:11 | |
Create a diversion! | 0:14:11 | 0:14:13 | |
I've been thinking. We've got SO much in common. | 0:14:15 | 0:14:18 | |
I'm a girl, you're a boy. | 0:14:18 | 0:14:20 | |
I'm the living, you're the living...dead. | 0:14:20 | 0:14:22 | |
We were made for each other. Fancy a bite some time? | 0:14:23 | 0:14:27 | |
Not me! | 0:14:27 | 0:14:28 | |
That wasn't really what I meant. Sorry. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:32 | |
-Careful, he's coming for you! -Who knew staying in could be so much fun? | 0:14:32 | 0:14:36 | |
Do something, Cookie! | 0:14:44 | 0:14:46 | |
Do something Cooking? It's a long shot, but... | 0:14:46 | 0:14:49 | |
HE SINGS | 0:14:49 | 0:14:51 | |
COOKIE LAUGHS | 0:14:51 | 0:14:53 | |
I know, get her to scream. | 0:14:53 | 0:14:54 | |
Frenchy, scream! | 0:14:54 | 0:14:55 | |
I can do that! | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 0:14:57 | 0:14:58 | |
What was that? | 0:15:01 | 0:15:03 | |
A recipe that makes people fail their exams. | 0:15:03 | 0:15:05 | |
Replaces their brain with sand. | 0:15:05 | 0:15:07 | |
No brain, no zombie appetite. See? | 0:15:07 | 0:15:10 | |
Phew. Just in time. Good recipe. | 0:15:10 | 0:15:13 | |
-Frenchy, come on! -# Yeah, yeah, yeah! # | 0:15:13 | 0:15:18 | |
Take Frenchy. | 0:15:18 | 0:15:19 | |
BONES CRUNCH | 0:15:24 | 0:15:25 | |
At least he won't be getting through the front door. | 0:15:27 | 0:15:30 | |
Whoa, this is from an X File I haven't read. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:38 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:15:38 | 0:15:39 | |
More zombies! | 0:15:39 | 0:15:41 | |
No, Chip, it's worse than that. | 0:15:41 | 0:15:45 | |
It's Dad! | 0:15:45 | 0:15:47 | |
Somebody let us in, please! | 0:15:47 | 0:15:49 | |
Any time this century would be nice. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:53 | |
-We are in SO much trouble! -Technically, you're in charge. | 0:15:53 | 0:15:56 | |
-Stall them. -What? | 0:15:56 | 0:15:59 | |
Improvise. And get that human egg timer to shut up! | 0:15:59 | 0:16:02 | |
I have to find Torquil and hide him. | 0:16:02 | 0:16:04 | |
-He's not outside. -Well, where is he? | 0:16:06 | 0:16:09 | |
CRASHING Did that come from your room? | 0:16:09 | 0:16:11 | |
He must have gone up the fire escape! | 0:16:11 | 0:16:14 | |
Sorry. Door's jammed. What's the weather like out there? | 0:16:15 | 0:16:18 | |
It's awful. The barbie was rained off. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:22 | |
It's brightened up now. I'd go back if I were you. | 0:16:22 | 0:16:25 | |
Chip! Let us in! | 0:16:25 | 0:16:27 | |
I can't... Urrrgh! This stuff's got wedged behind the door, and... | 0:16:27 | 0:16:33 | |
Arrrrgh! ..I can't seem to be able to move it. Ooorghh! | 0:16:33 | 0:16:36 | |
Chip. I'm looking straight at you. | 0:16:36 | 0:16:39 | |
You're not moving. | 0:16:39 | 0:16:41 | |
-LAUGHS NERVOUSLY -Yeah, well, I'm, er... | 0:16:43 | 0:16:45 | |
I'm thinking about moving. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:47 | |
Right. You've got two minutes before he works out he can break glass. | 0:16:52 | 0:16:56 | |
-What's the plan? -No time to explain, | 0:16:56 | 0:16:59 | |
but I need a skydiving suit and a ski mask. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:02 | |
Open the door, this minute. | 0:17:02 | 0:17:04 | |
All right, all right. | 0:17:04 | 0:17:06 | |
Oooh! | 0:17:11 | 0:17:13 | |
Chip, what are you doing? | 0:17:16 | 0:17:17 | |
It's a sort of modified body-pop with a bit of moonwalking thrown in. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:22 | |
-I wouldn't be seen dead in that. -Zombies can smell human flesh, | 0:17:23 | 0:17:29 | |
so to sneak up on him, I need to smell non-human. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:32 | |
-The only person I know who doesn't smell human is... -BOTH: Minty! | 0:17:32 | 0:17:36 | |
They love me! | 0:17:39 | 0:17:41 | |
All right, enough. Out of the way, Chipolata. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:44 | |
HE WHIMPERS | 0:17:45 | 0:17:46 | |
Can I just point out that I'm not technically in charge here? | 0:18:00 | 0:18:04 | |
Wha... What...what?! | 0:18:07 | 0:18:10 | |
Have you guys been having a party? | 0:18:10 | 0:18:13 | |
Without me?! | 0:18:14 | 0:18:16 | |
Here, zombie, zombie... | 0:18:19 | 0:18:22 | |
Oh! It's working! Now...in for the kill. | 0:18:26 | 0:18:30 | |
You're gonna kill him? Cool! | 0:18:30 | 0:18:33 | |
It might affect your chances of that job with Mike, but it's worth it! | 0:18:33 | 0:18:37 | |
-No! I'm just keeping him at bay till the recipe wears off. -Aarrgh! | 0:18:37 | 0:18:42 | |
-What do zombies love more than a human brain? -Bucket of brains? | 0:18:42 | 0:18:45 | |
I'm talking zombie Torquil here. | 0:18:45 | 0:18:48 | |
-Ahhhh! -Doughnuts! -Doughnuts. | 0:18:50 | 0:18:54 | |
HE SNARLS | 0:18:54 | 0:18:57 | |
We haven't had a party. But there's a logical explanation for this. | 0:18:57 | 0:19:01 | |
Torquil's turned into a zombie. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
-What? -Where's Lulu? | 0:19:04 | 0:19:06 | |
-Getting her brains eaten out(?) -Probably. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:10 | |
You try stopping a zombie. It's not as easy as it says on the internet. | 0:19:10 | 0:19:14 | |
Go on, Torquie, get 'em in! | 0:19:15 | 0:19:17 | |
Go on! Go on, get them! | 0:19:17 | 0:19:20 | |
Ohh! Hi, Dad... | 0:19:20 | 0:19:23 | |
This probably looks a bit wrong. | 0:19:23 | 0:19:24 | |
The one thing we told you not to give him. Doughnuts. | 0:19:24 | 0:19:27 | |
Look, he's hyperactive already! | 0:19:27 | 0:19:30 | |
Look at that sugar rush. You know what happens after a sugar rush... | 0:19:30 | 0:19:34 | |
Ohh! Sugar crash! | 0:19:36 | 0:19:39 | |
And, er, technically, he did taste the sweet frosting of a doughnut | 0:19:39 | 0:19:43 | |
before midnight so...round one, Torqu! | 0:19:43 | 0:19:46 | |
Hey! Responsible enough for a job, eh? | 0:19:46 | 0:19:49 | |
And...what are you wearing? | 0:19:49 | 0:19:51 | |
Ohh, Lulu! | 0:19:54 | 0:19:56 | |
It's totally dope that you wanna look like me. | 0:19:56 | 0:19:59 | |
Let me show you how to compose an outfit. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:01 | |
You can't throw everything on at once. Aww... | 0:20:01 | 0:20:05 | |
Hang on. | 0:20:08 | 0:20:10 | |
That's not my... | 0:20:11 | 0:20:13 | |
BOTH: Lulu! | 0:20:16 | 0:20:18 | |
SHE TUTS | 0:20:18 | 0:20:20 | |
Oops! | 0:20:29 | 0:20:31 | |
You missed a bit. | 0:20:32 | 0:20:33 | |
What? | 0:20:36 | 0:20:38 | |
Well, you wanted a job, didn't you? | 0:20:38 | 0:20:40 | |
Only, um...six more years till you've paid off the damage. | 0:20:40 | 0:20:46 | |
Mmmm! | 0:20:47 | 0:20:48 | |
Hey. You do know that mop's magic? | 0:20:53 | 0:20:55 | |
You mean it can do the work for me? | 0:20:55 | 0:20:57 | |
No, it's got a built-in squeegee and absorbent fibres! | 0:20:57 | 0:21:00 | |
SHE CACKLES | 0:21:00 | 0:21:03 | |
Oh, hey. You feeling, um...OK? | 0:21:06 | 0:21:10 | |
Fine. It's like my brain had a holiday. | 0:21:10 | 0:21:14 | |
A beach holiday. | 0:21:14 | 0:21:16 | |
So...got my wish. Great job, huh(?) | 0:21:16 | 0:21:20 | |
Well, most Saturday jobs are brain-rot boring. | 0:21:20 | 0:21:23 | |
Be easier to do if you were a zombie. | 0:21:23 | 0:21:25 | |
Don't even think about it! | 0:21:26 | 0:21:29 | |
HE GROANS LIKE A ZOMBIE | 0:21:36 | 0:21:39 | |
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