Mortuary

Daddy!

I'll wait here.

All right, you turkey.

Come on!

So, what if your boss shows up?

Screw him, he's not my boss anymore.

Hey man, it's not worth trespassing.

Let's get outta here.

Who cares?

It's all junk anyway.

Besides, he hardly ever comes here.

Are you sure?

Sure, sure I'm sure, would you come on?

Jeez. (mimics chicken clucking)

Ah, you look at 'em?

I combed a lot of corpses' heads for these mothers, eh?

Woo, yeah, look at that one.

- Hey, I thought you said your boss doesn't come here.

Who knows?

Maybe he gets laid here. (laughing)

Yeah, who'd wanna get laid here?

You'd be surprised. (laughs)

Woo!

Hey.

Quit playin' around, grab some for your van, man.

- (laughs) Forget it, man, that's stealing.

Is that all you're taking?

- Yeah, they're all as bald as Kojak's head.

Yeah, wait till Mr. Andrews finds out.

How's he gonna find out?

Besides, that asshole owes me money, 150 bucks.

Ah, shit, they're probably all locked.

Let's try the door.

All right.

Hey.

Look at this place.

What's goin' on in here?

- I don't know, man, somebody must use this place.

Wow, look at all this stuff.

Uh-huh.

Woo, ooh, ooh.

What do you think?

Ah, it's fantastic.

Think Christie'll like it?

Ah, she'll love it.

Hey, what's all this embalming stuff doing here?

Hey, check out this troll cart. (laughs)

En garde.

Sharp.

Look at this. (laughs)

Hey, why don't we quite clowning around?

Why don't you put that down and let's get the tires?

- Should take this stuff home with me.

Is that real?

Damn.

What the hell is that?

Low beam.

Hey, hey, what's he doing here?

Who?

My boss.

Mr. Andrews?

- Yeah. - Let me look.

What's he doing with those women?

Hey, that looks like Christie's mom.

Ah, I told you, I told you

she was witching in the kelp, didn't I?

I can't believe it,

that's Christie's mother, all right.

Yeah.

What are they doing now?

Getting ready for a seance.

A seance?

Yep.

They're communicating with the souls

of the dead and other stuff. (chuckling)

How do you know?

- Well, I saw them do this before at the mortuary.

I wasn't supposed to be there.

He caught me watching them.

Then next thing you knew, I was (chuckles), I was fired.

I'm going to get the tires.

I'll stay here and watch.

My tires, what happened to my tires?

What are they doing?

Let's go guys, come on.

Watch out here, here we go, woo. (laughs)

Oh, god, you're getting heavy, you know that?

Whoa, whoa, where you goin'?

God, heh.

Whoop.

Miss Andrews.

Miss Andrews!

Hey, Josh!

Open up, come on!

Hey, Greg.

Greg!

Hey, Greg!

Greg!

Josh?

Josh?

Hey, come on, man.

Josh?

Hey, Josh, come on, quit fooling around.

Josh!

Josh?

Josh?

Come on, Josh.

Josh!

Hey, Josh!

That son of a bitch.

Why would Josh do such a thing?

I can't figure it out.

It's weird.

It gets even weirder.

What do you mean?

- I saw Hank Andrews there with some women,

and they were having a seance.

A seance?

Well, who were the women?

Oh, nobody I know.

- Oh. - Josh saw them

at the mortuary doing the same thing,

and that's why he got fired.

- Well, you don't think that Josh taking off like that

had anything to do with the seance, do you?

Why would it?

I don't know.

Where do you wanna go?

Um.

Let's go to the roller ring, maybe he's there.

Hey, he's here.

It's locked.

Hi, Greg.

Have you guys seen Josh?

No, he hasn't shown up yet.

- Well, he drove my van here and he's got the keys.

Then he must be here somewhere.

Yeah, well, we've been here a while.

If he was here, I'd have seen him.

- Wait a minute, I thought you were with Josh.

Well, I was.

Well, what happened?

You know, you look like shit.

It's a long story.

You guys gonna stick around or what?

- Aw, no, I think I gotta work on my Psych paper.

Yeah, in the back seat.

Tell Josh to call me when he shows up.

- Yeah. - Okay.

- All right. - See ya later.

Hey Greg!

What?

Why don't you check the ladies' head?