Repo! The Genetic Opera

Zydrate.

Out from the night,

from the mist, steps the figure.

No one really knows his name for sure.

He stands at 6'6" head and shoulders.

Pray he never comes knocking at your door.

Say that you once bought a heart

or new corneas,

but somehow never managed to square away your debts?

He won't bother to write or to phone you.

He'll just rip the still-beating heart from your chest!

Now, you could run.

You could hide. You could try to.

But he always has a way of finding you.

He will come at your weakest hour,

when no one is around who might rescue you.

And none of us are free from this horror,

for many years ago, we all fell in debt.

New body parts were needed to perfect our image,

and until our debts are clear,

we will live in fear of the--

Vote no on Prop 598

and keep repossessions legal.

If companies like GeneCo couldn't repossess organs...

Vote no on Prop 598.

Tune in to tonight's Genetic Opera

to witness Mag's farewell performance.

...Genetic Opera

to witness Mag's farewell--

What is this?

You disgust me.

I'm-- I'm sorry, Mr. Largo.

I'm afraid-- I'm afraid it's terminal.

You don't have much time.

It's spreading rapidly.

Maggots. Vermin.

You want the world for nothing.

Commence your groveling.

Rotti, your king, is dying.

Even Rotti Largo cannot prevent this passing.

Who will inherit GeneCo?

I'll keep those vultures guessing.

I'll keep those vultures guessing.

I'll keep those vultures guessing.

Guessing, guessing, guessing.

Enjoy GeneCo's day and nighttime formulas of Zydrate.

Ask a gentern if Zydrate is right for you.

Buying Zydrate from an unlicensed source

is illegal.

No.

Graves!

No! Please, please, stop!

Stop!

Grave robbers on 7!

Oh, no! No--

Lockdown! Lockdown!

Grave robbers on--

Oh, no!

No, no, no, no!

It's locked!

This way, kid.

Wait! You're going to get us caught!

Wait! Wait!

Jackpot!

No. I shouldn't be here.

I have got to get home.

Cure!

Graves! No, no, no, please!

Grave robbers will be executed on sight.

Graves!

Let them go.

I didn't know. Please.

Hey!

I can't read.

I didn't know.

Blood pressure warning.

Blood pressure warning.

Medicate immediately.

Medicate immediately.

Dad. Shh.

Dad, what happened?

Was I outside?

They were all dead. Nonsense.

Please, Shilo, stop it.

Dad, I could smell the dead.

You could have died! You--

You scare me to death!

Shilo, take your medicine.

Shilo, I'm your father.

Oh, Shilo, that was close.