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Brainsss!

Brains!

Brains!

Brains, brains!

Brains!

Brains!

Brains, brains!

[Heather's voice]

You're a dick!

...a low-life thief.

I don't wanna hear it!

You are shaping up to be a real

champion of champions.

You're a f***ing disgrace!

Once again, you took a gamble

that didn't pay off.

You are a pig!

You're an undercover

mummy's boy!

[echoing]

Mummy's boy.

Mummy's boy.

[zombies]

Brains!

[zombies moaning]

[hyperventilating]

[coughing]

[catching breath]

[screams]

[moaning]

[instrumental version of

"The Little Drummer Boy" ]

Evie?

Are you all, like, weird like

those f***-ups upstairs?

Err...

No.

[sighs]

Thank Christ.

Top floor is full of 'em.

They're like so annoying.

[muzak continues

in elevator ]

God, I hope Holly's alive.

I just wanna see the look

on her fugly face

when I tell her

I went for three grand

at the Christmas Auction!

Three f***ing grand!

It's a company record.

It's lucky I didn't

get this 'til after.

Woulda got deducted points.

You got bit?

- Yeah...

Geoff from Accounts.

It's so inappropriate

and unprofessional.

Why does this thing

take so f***ing long?!

I swear Holly only made

700 plus change.

[laughing]

I said to her...

I said, "Heather the Heifer

could've done better!"

Heather...

Heather didn't make it.

Aww.

Heather the Heifer.

D'you know she seriously

thought Jeff from I.T.

was gonna bang her

this evening?

[sighs]

Uh, he's umm...

He's looking for you.

What, really?!

Wait!

Jeff from I.T.?!

Jefferoni?!

Jefferson Airplane?!

Jeff from I.T.?!

Really?!

He's here?!

Smell ya later!

Hey, Evie!

Merry Christmas.

[ ]

[change drops into phone]

[phone line ringing]

Hey!

Hey mum!

It's me.

What do you mean "who?"

Me, your son?

Yeah.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I--

A work jacket and a cap.

Yeah, I'm warm enough.

Yeah, mum?

Are you okay?

Okay, just lock all the doors

and the windows.

Just check, okay?

Because I'm worried!

Because I'm your son

and you're my mum.

And someone told me to.

A friend.

Look Mum, I've got, yeah,

a work jacket and a cap.

Yeah, mum, I'm fine.

Look, Ive gotta go.

I'll be home in time

for Christmas.

Okay?

Yeah.

I need the toilet.

[house music ]

[electricity crackling]

[sighs]

[electricity crackling]

[exhales sharply]

[door squeaks open]

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