I just can't believe this is the last time
I'll walk into this building and say,
"Good Morning, Misty."
"Good morning, Misty."
You've got a thing.
In your...
Where? Oh, God.
Weirdo.
Paraguay.
HBW000337890.
Yep. Gotcha.
Well! If it isn't another misty morning!
Misty freaking morning.
How goes it, Misty-kins?
It's the same as it always goes, Mort.
Doofus.
Okay. Uh, Finland.
HBW00837
2717.
Finland.
Yeah. Finland.
I've always loved the way you say "Finland."
It's like, "Fin. Land."
Thanks.
You know what's funny.
Godfrey's closing after all these years,
and you and me never
got the chance to, you know.
To?
I thought you knew. I'm married.
Your wife doesn't need to know!
There's a broom closet on the second floor.
It's very roomy.
Is this woman harassing you again, Rico?
I'm fine, Lloyd. Let's just get out of here.
Told ya.
Eat shit, Jason.
Jackass.
It is time to begin working.
It is time to stop working.
Esther said to wait here. She said,
Mr. Godfrey wants to speak with us personally.
Oh! He wants to say goodbye!
Oh, I'm thinking fat severance bonuses.
Bonuses should be based on tenure.
Bonuses should be based on talent.
Loyalty is more important.
Innovation is more important.
Ass-kissing's pretty high up there, too.
And as master of the butt smooch, Jason.
I do not kiss ass, okay?
I strategize self-actionization moments.
It's all in Steve's seminars.
Your "shaman" is named "Steve"?
Mr. Godfrey!
Jason Tumley, warehousing associate.
I just want to say,
what an honor and a privilege
it has been toiling in your shadow.
Which, actually, hasn't even
really been like a shadow.
It's more like a
white hot sun illuminating the...
Ow!
Thank you very much, Jason, for that speech.
It contained words,
verbs, nouns, and so forth.
So huzzah to you, lad!
And now on to business.
I know you're all waiting for some
envelopes.
Yes?
You all love envelopes. Right?
It's really not the envelopes.
It's the stuff inside.
That's exactly the robust spirit that's kept
Godfrey Global Inventory
alive and kicking all these years.
Until tonight when it finally,
finally dies.
So, anyway, Esther, envelopes.
It's an invitation.
To a party.
Oh Jesus tits.
In honor of your loyal years of service
to Godfrey Global Inventory,
Esther and I,
request the pleasure of your company
at a farewell soiree
to be held here tonight.
We've never been to a party before.
You've never been to a party before?
No, we've never been to a party before.
And because we've never been
to a party before this will be
the finest party we've ever thrown!
Oh, come on, guys!
Come on, let's embrace this.
I mean, this is our last day.
Our last day!
I mean, we've all worked here for?
11 years.
Seven years.
14 years.
Talent matters more than tenure.
All these years, and what have we
ever really learned about each other?
Or about Mr. Godfrey?
Or his lovely twin sister, Esther?
Or about Godfrey Global Inventory itself?
Its purpose, its function.
I mean, the raison d'etre
for the thousands of punchcards.
And so on and so forth, Janet, thank you.
So. Party tonight?
Where's our checks?
Final checks will be distributed at the party.
Can you just, like, mail mine?
Well, we could, "just, like, mail" yours
if you decline tonight's invitation.
However, party attendance is mandatory
in order to receive Godfrey Global's
additional severance bonus,
which is quite generous.
Quite generous.
So, if we don't go to the party,
then we don't get our bonuses?
Whip smart, that one.
After 11 years of "manning the carts" here
at Godfrey, I would be honored
to hoist a couple of tall cold ones.
You wanna talk honored?
I mean, my bowels clench with pride
when this man, when this,
when this, when this fella right here
inspired me in my brief...
So! 7:06 sharp.
I'm only gonna be gone a few hours,
Nana, you'll be fine by yourself.
I'm actually glad you're going out.
Really?
That way you won't
have to hear my screams.
There will be no screaming tonight.
You're right.
They'll probably ball gag me right from the get-go.
Nana, no one's going to ball gag you, okay?
Not if they slit my throat first.
Then they can steal my silver tea service
in peace and quiet while I bleed out.
You know, it's a shame
you've never met Mr. Godfrey!
You're the same age!
Though he sure doesn't look 80,
it's the weirdest thing.
All those murderers
have baby faces.
He's my age?
Janet? Can I come to the party?
Showering, I can't hear you!
JANET!
Yes, I know. I've watched it.
I'm watching it right now.
Actionization is about establishing
your masculine potential as a shamanic warrior.
Squat low. Breathe hot. YAAAAHR
Steve, I do. I do breathe the warrior fire, okay.
I breathe it actionizingly,
but even the warrior fire,
it can't stop my employer from closing up shop.
You're right. You're right, you're right,
but maybe now that Godfrey's is gone
maybe the universe is telling me
to take it to the next level, you know?
Go full shaman and start teaching other warriors
to breathe the warrior fire, and...
What?
Right now?
Okay, okay. Just hold on.
YAAAAAAHR!!!
Is it "yahr" or is it "aar?"
'Cause I can never... Oh, shit!
Whether you seek ultimate
relaxation, or ultimate excitement.
The Ambergris Islands await you.
A tropical paradise
full of beautiful people.
The Ambergris Islands await you.
Sultry days and steamy nights.
The Ambergris Islands await you.
So what are you waiting for?
All-inclusive resort
packages start at just $1,500.
The Ambergris Islands await you.
What are you waiting for?
They say that the squeaky wheel
gets the grease.
Well, I may not have been the squeakiest wheel
during my 11 years tenure
here at Godfrey Global Inventory.
But then I'm the kind of guy
who will bend over backwards for my employer,
whether or not he greases me up.
I'll take on any size workload,
and I've taken some pretty darn big ones
during my 11 years tenure
here at Godfrey Global Inventory. So.
Thank you, Mr. Godfrey, for being my employer
all these 11 years of my tenure
here at Godfrey Global Inventory.
How was that, Donald?
Did Daddy make a good speech?
Yes. Good boy. Yes.
Yes, I know.
Hey.
So glad you could make it this evening, Janet.
Oh, thank you, Mr. Godfrey,
I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Are you enjoying the gum?
Yes, it's wonderful. Thank you.
Here. Have another.
No, thanks. I'm okay.
I insist!
Okay.
No, no, I.
Chew to your heart's content!
Tonight is a special night!
You are so right, Mr. Godfrey.
Tonight is special.
But then again,
every moment of my employment
here at Godfrey Global has been special.
They say that the squeaky wheel gets the grease.
Well, I may not have been the squeakiest wheel
during my 11...
Hmmm. Party games!
Excellent.
Thank you, Esther, for keeping us on schedule.
This portion of the evening
has been allotted to party games.
Tonight's party game shall be
"Duck Duck Goose."
You're not serious.
But this is a party.
It is my understanding that seriousness
would be inappropriate at this event.
Touché, Mr. G! Right?
When do we get our checks?
This is not the question-and-answer
period of the evening.
That's at 5:13 a.m.
You're kidding, right?
No-one's gonna be here at 5 a.m.
You know, I just think it's wonderful
that two people who have never been
to a party before are bending over backwards
to make sure we have a good time.
So I say, bring on the "Duck Duck Goose!"
Duck, Duck, Duck.
GOOSE!
Oh my god. GO.
This is ridiculous.
I have a heart condition, you know!
Duck.
Goose.
The hell with this!
Mort is not using his indoor voice.
I've used my indoor voice
for far too long, Mr. Godfrey!
I've bent over backwards,
and you've never greased me up
to take on your big workload!
And, and, and now
my 11-year tenure here at Godfrey Global Inventory
has come to an end and I'm ready to
go home.
So, you can hand me my pay check
and I'll mosey proudly along,
because obviously, I'm not appreciated here.
I'd prefer if you stayed until the party ended.
The party ended for me
a long time ago, Mr. Godfrey.
Can I get my check too?
Very well, then.
I'll give you your check now.
Thank you.
But, that means that I'll have to
punch your card and move it
to the "Dormant Accounts" file.
Let's see here.
Janet, Jason,
Misty, Mort.
So, if I leave you're going to?
Process your card, and move it from
"Active" to "Dormant" status.
To make your termination official.
Punch my card. Goodbye, everyone.
Gee, Mort. What's wrong?
Nothing. I'm fine!
You okay there, big guy?
Did you take your heart medicine, Mort?
You should sit down, Morty.
Nonsense, he's fine, see?
Anyhow.
AAAAAH!
[Misty Mort! Snap out of it!
That is an unauthorized first aid procedure.
I shall file an incident report.
Call 911!
Mort!
Damn it!
Non-business related calls must be
pre-approved by the management!
Oh! Oh my God!
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!
Augh, Jason!
You took the CPR course! C'mere.
Mr. Godfrey, we have to call 911!
Check his pulse!
Mr. Godfrey, please!
He's. Already. Dead. Janet.
Oh my god. He is dead.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
Oh my God! Oh my God, it's a million dollars!
It's a million dollars!
Don't stop!
I hope Mort's cat makes
good use of its inheritance.
Lucky, lucky Donald.
Our severance bonus is a million dollars?
With one small caveat, I'm afraid.
Godfrey Global has one last batch of inventory
that must be processed before the deadline.
What deadline?
The deadline.
When we "shut 'er down."
The End.
The deadline.
So, when's the deadline?
Dawn. Dawn is the deadline.
So. So, you tricked us into
coming here to work overnight?
No, no tricks.
We invited you to a party.
This is a party. Note the garlands.
So, if we finish processing
the inventory before dawn,
we each get a million dollars? Really?
Awesome.
Mr. Godfrey, it's incredibly generous,
but why would you give us
such a large amount of money?
Well, you know what they say, Janet.
You know what they say!
No. No. What do they say?
So, we're all agreed then? Hmmm?
You'll work one more night for our humble operation?
I will!
Yeah, yeah. I can. Yes. Yes.
I guess so.
But, what about Mort?
I'll miss him so much.
No, you won't!
We'll put him in your office to keep you company.
Uh.
And, remember, tonight is a celebration!
There will be mandatory party games
during your breaks. Esther will officiate.
I can't believe I'm gonna be rich.
Good stuff never happens to me.
Well, Godfrey's got the dough to spread around.
You know, they've been raking it in for centuries,
ever since he brought the company over
from the Old Country.
Which "Old Country?"
Beats me.
What exactly is "the business"?
Global Inventory. Duh.
Right.
Holy crap.
We're gonna hafta haul ass
if we wanna get that money.
How did those get here?
Did I miss the delivery guy?
Jesus, get over it.
Ta da!
He's in a better place now.
You really believe that?
NO.
I honestly don't mind the extra workload.
In fact, I relish the challenge to take on
Mort's duties as well as my own.
I gotta say, I dig your style, Mr. Godfrey.
I mean, clearly Mort's passing was a coincidence,
but you brilliantly parleyed that into
increased worker productivity,
and I just think I could learn a lot from you, sir.
Do you know what else
you could learn a lot from, Jason?
Television!
Television makes people
shut up and stop thinking.
Oh, gee. Sir, for me, thanks. That's, um...
Television!
Whether you seek ultimate
relaxation, or ultimate excitement.
The Ambergris Islands await you.
A tropical paradise
full of beautiful people.
I'm a beautiful person.
The Ambergris Islands await you.
Sultry days and steamy nights.
All-inclusive resort
packages start at just $1,500.
I'm a rich beautiful person.
The Ambergris Islands await you.
So what are you waiting for?
I don't have to wait no more
Gee, Janet, why don't you have a seat?
Thank you, Misty. I knew I could talk to you.
So, what do you think is happening here?
Uh, I'm working one more night.
For a million bucks. That's what.
But do you really believe Mr. Godfrey
is going to give us each a million dollars?
I saw Mort's cheque. I counted the zeros.
But Mort is...
Don't be an idiot, Janet.
But it...
Get out!
Okay, okay. I'm sorry.
We're down to the final two
contestants here on "Yes, My Pet Can Dance!"
Partner ChiChi the spider monkey are raring to...
We interrupt this program
to bring you breaking news.
A massive earthquake has hit Australia.
The death toll is unknown,
but seismologists say it may be
a disaster of epic proportions.
Australia?
Measurements as high as
9.7 on the Richter scale
rate this as the most devastating earthquake
in recorded history.
Sorry, I've got a Update, here.
This is amazing. Um, remarkably,
there are no reports of mass fatalities
as would be expected in seismic events
of this magnitude.
Only. Only one person
has been reported dead.
We await further details on this breaking story.
And will continue to update you
every hour on the hour.
Mr. Godfrey!
Janet.
Mr. Godfrey. Um, I've been rethinking my decision.
As generous as your offer is,
I just can't leave my Nana alone overnight.
I feel wracked with guilt.
Aw. Poor Janet.
You miss your Nana?
Yeah.
Seriously?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, absolutely. Tons.
I just can't wait to get back to her
cheery little grimace and, um,
well, also, Mort is dead in my office,
and he's developing an odor,
which makes it very hard to work and...
Fascinating as always, Janet.
But what I'm really wondering is,
would you rather I did this,
or gave you a million dollars?
You're not sure? Hmm.
I'll take the money!
Good girl.
Have some more gum.
Chew, chew, chew!
The minuscule death toll amidst
such epic scale destruction is
nothing short of miraculous.
Oh! I'm sorry, Mr. Godfrey.
Says Australian Red Crest
emergency management leader Barbara Borkner.
Jason, perhaps the television
is too much of a distraction.
No! Sir, no. It's just...
It's the weirdest coincidence.
I was, uh, I spilled some cards,
and one of them just got damaged,
and it happened to be
from Australia, and now...
Australians are mourning
Brisbane beekeeper Myron Bumbersnatch,
the sole fatality in this devastating earthquake.
See, that's the thing.
One fatality, one punchcard.
Dedicated to his work,
and to his bees.
He is survived by his wife and two children
from previous relationships.
As tragic as the circumstances.
He annoys me.
This man who speaks.
Who? Peter Beckwith?
Oh, I can just...
Yeah, I'll just change the channel.
I can just turn it off. You know, you're totally right.
No. It's important
to remain apprised of current events.
The utterly devastating wreckage
has prompted other nations to support
a newly-created disaster relief.
Peter Beckwith.
There are no estimates yet
as to the total financial impact.
We now turn our attention to
a natural phenomenon
we can all get behind, adorable kittens.
That's adorable!
Ol' Petey's got a lot of fight in him.
You see?
Television, it teaches us
so much about the world!
Yeah.
Misty Kerkovitsky.
You're going too fast!
Problem, Janet?
The files are piling up.
Can you slow down a bit?
Uh, if I slow down,
we're not gonna get this done in time,
so you're just gonna hafta kick it up a notch.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
I shouldn't even be here. I can't handle this!
Do not ruin this for the rest of us, Janet.
It's just, I've told you
how demanding Nana can be,
especially during psoriasis season.
There are so many itchy areas
she can't reach on her own.
Did you just hang up on me?
You mean like this?
I'm just not accustomed to this pace,
and I'm afraid I might make mistakes.
Alternatively, perhaps I could come back tomorrow,
no charge, of course,
and just finish up what I didn't get to today.
Dawn is the deadline, Janet. Dawn.
Okay.
What you need is an assistant!
Dormant. Post-dormant.
Gorg?
And a fine "gorg" to you too, Mort!
As you know, Mort has always possessed
the physical fortitude of a donkey.
He now has the mind of one, too.
He can take on any size workload.
No doubt, he'll be a great help to you.
Now get back to work.
You're welcome.
Mort?
You're alive?
Okay. So, um,
the South American cards need checking,
and those boxes.
Mort. Mort, my eyes are up here.
That's it.
You have
beautiful eyes.
Oh, thank you.
Anyway, we really have to get to work, because...
Beautiful eyes.
If you can, if you can get those cards.
EYES!
It's break time.
Mandatory party games.
That way.
Duck! Duck!
Duck! Duck! Duck!
That is not how the game is played!
Maybe that earthquake was just a coincidence.
Yeah, right. And Mort was just "napping."
Yeah, Oooh, look at you.
Sarcasm, I like it.
Really?
Yeah.
I think I might try to be more sarcastic in the future.
You should.
Would you guys shut up?
I'm trying to plan the holiday I'm taking
with that severance check.
Misty, don't you think that there's
something strange going on here?
No. Everything seems perfectly normal.
Except Mort smells worse than usual,
and tomorrow we're all gonna be rich.
Chicken duck!
Ah!
It is time to resume working.
Okay, probably wasn't a coincidence.
Yeah, I don't think so.
A freak tsunami has struck
the Caribbean, causing mass devastation
to Jamaica and Trinidad.
The Ambergris Isles have been
swallowed by the sea, utterly obliterated.
All of its citizens are dead.
Folks, the Ambergris Islands no longer await you.
Meet me in the broom closet.
I was wondering when I'd get my turn.
Shut up.
I'm sorry, I just feel slightly
uncomfortable with this arrangement.
I honestly don't see the problem.
Um, well, it's just that I feel, just a little,
well, uneasy working with Mort
now that he's a zombie.
Good, good Mort, bravo! Oh, that's rich.
Yes, this is Esther.
Esther, you're gonna love this.
Janet thinks Mort is a zombie!
Well, if he's not a zombie, then what is he?
He is,
eight-seven-three-decimal-nine...
...four-space-eight-hyphen-aught-n...
...space-six-dash-four-four-twospa.
Status, post-dormant.
Now get back to work.
Aah! No thank you, Morty.
Thank you. You can eat it, you can eat it.
Psst. Meet me in the broom closet.
Oh! Uh, well, I'm flattered,
but I don't think that you and I...
Well, it's just that I'm not a...
Oh, God! Why does everyone here act
like I'm some kind of slutty slut whorebag?
Ho-bag.
Just come!
Okay.
I sent up seven cases
from the Caribbean Islands half an hour ago.
And now there are no Caribbean Islands.
And when Godfrey decided
he didn't like that news anchor,
he was dead, within seconds.
The Australian earthquake, the Caribbean Islands.
It's like Godfrey's summoning
the end of the the world.
And even if Godfrey keeps his word,
and lets us go free after giving us the money,
what the hell are we gonna spend it on?
I've seen the movies.
No one shops after the apocalypse.
I am never gonna get to go to an all-inclusive,
and drink my face off!
We have to tell someone,
we have to tell them what's going on here.
God, yeah, right!
Try to leave and you'll end up like Mort.
Balloon!
Ew!
Icky, nasty! Bad!
We have to call 911.
Uh, hello,
how long have you been working here?
There's no cell reception in this building.
And the business phones were disconnected.
Except for Esther's.
Right. Right!
Okay, okay, so,
What if I sneak into her office
and call 911?
What can I do?
You and Mort, you guys,
you watch Godfrey,
you keep him off the third floor.
No problem, he loves me.
Misty, do you think you could
distract Esther while I go in?
Sure.
Is that okay?
That hag comes at me and I'll rip her tits off.
But if I'm gonna do this,
you have to promise me one thing.
Because I don't want Godfrey
bringing me back like he did Mort.
Mort.
Ugh. God, you gotta burn me up,
or chop me up,
or dissolve me in a vat of battery acid.
Where would I find a vat of battery acid?
Wherever, just be creative.
Just please, please promise me.
Okay, well, what size chunks
do I have to chop you into?
Jason!
Okay, I promise!
All right! Let's do this.
- Mort. - Aaahhh!
Esther?
Why have you abandoned your work station?
Oh, is this the portion of the evening
allotted for work?
I thought this was the portion of the evening
allotted for "Misty/Esther Girl Time!"
There is no portion of the evening allotted for...
Oh, but you're wrong.
Haven't you seen the schedule
posted down by the elevator?
I did not authorize any such posting.
Well, it's posted there.
Come see.
I see no such posting.
You see no such posting!
This portion of the evening
has not been allotted for laughter.
You know why you see no such posting?
Because this is the portion
of the evening allotted for lying.
That is not true.
Exactly! Because this is the portion
of the evening allotted for lying.
That is not true.
This is the portion of the evening
allotted for fucking with Esther's mind!
THAT IS NOT TRUE!
911. Where are you phoning from?
Godfrey Global Inventory.
Gopher Globule who, ma'am?
You are afraid.
Actually, I'm not.
Watch this.
That is a direct violation of company policy!
It is on now, bitch!
No, no, Godfrey Global Inventory!
There's no Groggy Gogo Factory
listed in our records.
So it's Godfrey Global Inventory?
Yes! Now I don't have much time,
so please listen carefully!
Shhhh! What was that?
What was that?
Hello?
Did you hear that, Elliott?
It came from outside.
I must be hearing things.
Sorry, ma'am, what were you saying?
My name is Janet Crimple.
The world is going to end tonight
if you don't come right now.
Hold please, ma'am.
There it is again. Hear that?
Jesus! Did you see that, Elliot? Did you see that?
Jesus God! They're coming through the window!
What, exactly, is coming through the window?
I've never seen so many raccoons!
AAAAAAAAAAH!
Your call is important to us.
Please wait for the next available operator.
No, no, no.
I shall file an incident report
with Mr. Godfrey immediately.
Oh my God.
Jason here.
Third floor. Come, now.
Janet? Are you okay?
You made a promise.
Esther did this? How?
She's like a million years old!
I know.
Oh my god! Misty!
Jason, there's no time to mourn.
You know what you have to do.
No, I, No, I can't!
This is Misty! No, she wants me to.
I know, I know, but you promised!
You have to.
Okay, okay! Okay, how?
I don't know. I don't know,
but we have to get her out of here
before Godfrey finds her.
Okay.
Okay, let's just pull her up.
Okay.
How do we do this?
I don't know.
Mort.
Mort, come here. Crouch!
Crouch, crouch!
Crouch, crouch.
Get down, Mort!
Crouch down.
Yeah, yeah. Bend down. Bend down.
Bend down!
Yes, yes, there we go! Good boy!
Good boy! Okay, good. Good boy.
Okay. Okay.
Okay, Okay. Mort, okay!
Where?
Yeah, yeah, over here.
Over here. Yeah, yeah, Over here. Pony ride!
Pony ride! Pony ride, pony ride,
everyone loves a pony ride.
Pony ride, pony ride,
everyone loves a pony ride.
Okay, okay. Yeah!
Your call is important to us.
Okay, big fella. Okay, hand her over.
Come on, come on.
Here we go, here we go.
Here we go.
Goodbye, pretty girl.
I'm sorry for all those times
I was a dick to you.
I promise, if I get out of this alive,
I'm not gonna live like that anymore.
See? Now there's a second thing I promised you.
I don't know if I can do this, Steve!
Okay.
Gotta summon the strength.
Gotta breathe that
warrior fire.
YAAAAHR!
Yaaahr! Yaahr.
Yaahr. Yaaahr!
YAAAHR!
I not clean that. Biohazard.
You gotta help us.
No way, Jack. Biohazard.
Please!
I know this smell.
Rotting corpse.
That's just Mort.
Yaahr!
Hey.
Mort.
Oh, fuck.
Your call is important to us.
Please wait for the
next available operator.
We invented that, you know.
Who is we?
It's not just the one incident.
The Australian beekeeper,
and Mort's heart attack,
and then Janet nearly
chokes to death on her own gum.
You get million dollars
for one night?
Look, you're missing the point, okay?
The world is ending, all right?
Look! Just look!
Soccer game. So?
No. Watch, watch, watch.
Strangling Lee Antomyn,
and he's turning blue!
The stadium has erupted in violence!
The fans are killing each other!
Oh my God. They're killing each other!
What the bloody hell is going on here?
The beautiful game get ugly some time.
Oh, the beautiful...
You need to help us get a message to the police!
I not your little message slave, white boy.
You on salary. You go.
I can't leave the building, okay?
Godfrey has my punchcard,
and if he processes it, I am gonna die.
Good thing this place go tits up.
This one fuck your brain.
Party games!
Chicken! Duck! Pony Ride!
- Attention! - Chicken!
I have some very exciting news,
so I need you all to be very quiet,
or I will kill you!
It seems that Misty
has opted for early retirement,
so the rest of you must pick up the slack.
I'm counting on my dependable employees
to muster up that
good ol' Godfrey Global spirit
to get the job finished by the deadline!
And if we refuse?
That's all right.
Mort here refused, and he's still working!
Sort of. Aren't ya there, big guy? Please.
A post-dormant worker is better than no worker at all.
Hey, Mr. Godfrey, I hear
you are short-handed.
Yes, as a matter of fact, we are.
I can help you.
Why, that would be marvelous.
For million dollars.
Deal or no deal?
Welcome aboard.
As a matter of fact,
I've already taken the liberty
of pulling your punchcard.
Oola. As you were.
It's time to resume working.
What are you doing?
You think I stupid? I got plan.
This girl look out for number one.
Oola says that she's got a plan.
We should make a plan.
I know, but what can we do?
I mean, if we leave, he'll just punch our cards.
If we slow down.
He'll punch our cards.
And if we refuse to work.
He'll just punch our cards,
and turn us into whatever Mort is.
Who are you guys?
We're waiting on you, Janet.
Go! Go!
Coming right up, Mr. Godfrey.
So, uh, what's your plan?
Get my punchcard.
How?
Take it.
Take it?
You seriously think it's gonna be that easy?
Yup.
You know, I used to be as smug
and as self-centred as you.
Your boyfriend cute!
What?
No, no, that is not my boyfriend!
Okay, there isn't a boyfriend,
I don't have a boyfriend. How'd you do that?
You're a pickpocket!
In my country, I stole to survive.
In this country, I take my punchcard. I survive.
Yeah, what about the rest of us?
Can you help me and Janet?
Can't save anyone if I die. First save myself.
Please, please, please, please, please.
I don't wanna die! Please, I don't wanna die,
I just, I don't wanna be here.
Okay.
Okay, maybe if you nice,
I save you and sad old Janet, too.
Okay.
I just charmed Oola
into stealing our punchcards back.
Great!
Yeah, that chick is so into me.
You know, maybe Godfrey's not gonna do it.
Maybe he's just gonna give us
a million dollars and let us live.
No. Think.
Janet, he never said he would let us live.
He said he'd give us a million dollars.
He never said he'd let us live.
Is there a problem here?
No, no problem at all, sir.
Do you know where's there's really no problem?
Downstairs. "Post-Dormant Morty."
He's the ideal employee.
Perhaps I should...
No, no, no. No.
We've got it under control, Mr. Godfrey!
Cart's coming in now.
Excellent.
Go, go, go.
ChiChi the spider monkey
is ripping out Nestor Crepe's lung.
She's throwing it at the judges!
What, may I ask, are you doing?
Tickle-tickle?
Mort! Help. Down here. Mort.
Mort. There we go. There we go. Down.
- Down. - Down.
Down.
- Here, okay? - Down.
- Here we go. - Down.
Yes, hold, hold and up. There.
So, you didn't get our punchcards.
And here I thought that you were some
big, hot shot pickpocket.
Oh, Godfrey not human.
He demon!
With eyes in the back of hand!
Lucky for me, demon like "tickle-tickle."
Do you really think that Godfrey's a demon?
Shhhh!
Like, an entry-level minion demon,
or a chief executive demon?
Are you all cozy in there?
All hail the dark lord!
Beg pardon?
I'm sorry. I was...
I was assuming that that was the correct.
Anyhow, I have a hunch
that you have some big plans for the future,
Mr. Godfrey, and I want in.
Really?
Yes.
Big, dark,
evil plans.
Really?
Yeah. And I've goosed my résumé
to accentuate some of my more, oh,
diabolical characteristics.
You sang in a Presbyterian boys' choir?
Yeah, but read below that.
I lip synced the whole time.
I never actually sang a note.
Take that, God!
God!
And I've worshipped graven images.
I worshipped the Miss October centrefold
so hard that it got moldy.
You are telling me this why?
Because I want in, Mr. Godfrey,
on the whole anti-Christ action.
Look, I even got a tattoo!
"999?"
No, six, oh!
That's magic marker.
Yeah, but I'm totally gonna get it inked
once I cash my severance check.
Which I hope isn't even
a severance check at all,
because I wanna keep serving you, sir.
Whatever you may need,
I am so down for it.
Hmmm.
Whatever I need?
Whatever you, uh, you need.
Where have you been?
I don't wanna talk about it.
What time is it?
It's 5:06. We're running out of time.
- 5:13! - What is it?
5:13, it's the question and answer
portion of the evening!
The question and answer period has begun.
Is Nana still alive?
Your Nana died peacefully
in her sleep several hours ago.
No!
What about the rest of us?
Now, now, Janet.
It's our turn to ask you questions.
This is so exciting.
The question is,
now that you're not shackled
to that cruel, rotting, parasite.
Why are you crying, Janet?
Parasite?
Don't you talk about my Nana like that!
With the shrewd eye of a slave trader,
"Nana" plucked you from the foster home
at the age of six,
enlisting you into a life of dismal servitude
in her cold and loveless home.
A life laden with constant reminders to...
Oh.
Thank your lucky stars
I took you in, Janet,
'cause your crackhead Mama sure didn't want you!
If I hadn't of saved you,
you'd be paddling bare-handed
up a creek full of shit, Janet!
Janet! Where's my ointment?
Yeah, Janet,
WHERE'S MY OINTMENT?
STOP!
Nana may have loved her ointment,
but she was a really
kind of a
vicious, vicious woman!
Wow.
Is it my turn to ask a question?
Yes.
And that was it.
But, I...
The question and answer period is over.
But what about the rest of us?
Back to work now, Janet.
Will you let me live?
Do you really think you deserve to, Janet?
Because I'm beginning to wonder myself.
"Do you really think you deserve to, Janet?"
Of course I deserve to live.
I think.
I do.
I think I know I do.
Oh!
But Nana's dead, and...
Nana's dead.
And my life can finally begin.
I deserve to live. So do you. So does Oola.
Says Godfrey?
Says me.
Oh.
We'll ambush Godfrey and Esther
when we're all together.
Whoa! Whoa. Ambush.
Yeah.
Yeah. What if, uh...
There's no "what if" scenario worse than
what happens if we don't try to save ourselves.
Oh, come on, Jason, work with me!
You're supposed to be smart. Come up with a plan.
You're right, I am the smartest person here.
And actionization strategies are my thing. Yaahr.
Oh god, we're doomed.
What's that?
Nothing.
"Dawn is the deadline."
That's what Godfrey said.
What time does the sun rise?
It is time to stop working.
It is also time to collect your severance bonuses.
Stop by the office.
This is Esther speaking.
So, this is it.
What's the plan?
I'm glad you asked that, Janet,
because actionization,
it's more about finesse than brute force.
All right. And?
And I'm gonna go in there and, uh.
And I'm gonna distract Godfrey
with a bit of my trademark scintillating wit.
And then Janet, you're gonna flirt with Esther.
What?
Yeah, don't worry, you're totally her type.
Just flash her a little elbow skin. She likes that.
What? Ewww!
And then while they're distracted,
Oola, you're gonna go in Godfrey's jacket pocket,
and then just yoink.
"Yoink?"
Yeah.
That's your plan? "Yoink?"
Oola already tried picking Godfrey's pocket,
it didn't work.
Oh! Well, what's your brilliant plan, Janet?
Yeah, yeah, I'd love to hear
what the old maid has to say.
Too bad Nana isn't here to give you some advice!
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
I promised I wouldn't be such a dick,
but my dickishness, it's just so it's just,
it's really entrenched in my personality.
If only my mentor was here.
Steve! Why have you forsaken me!
"Steve!" "Warrior fire."
You're familiar with Shaman Steve's teachings?
Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. I've seen the infomercials.
And?
And it's total horseshit, Jason! Yaahr!
Yaahr!
Come on!
You're right. I know you're right.
What did that skeevy
pony-tailed bastard ever do for me?
Oh, blah blah blah. You guys talk too much.
No, it's gonna be fine. It's gonna be fine.
You just get in there.
And you get your punchcard back.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Great plan. Jackass.
You stay here. Sit down.
Please. Stay.
Sit.
Mort lover. Not fighter.
Congratulations.
You have succeeded in processing
every last punchcard
on the face of the planet.
Except, of course, for these last remaining three.
And the ones that Janet stole.
Yes, and the ones that Janet stole.
You'll return them now, Janet.
No, I won't.
Yes, you will.
Otherwise, I shall simply have to
kill, eeny meeny miny.
Jason!
No! No, no, Janet, you can't let him do this. Please.
Whaddya say, Janet?
You wanna watch Jason die?
Oh! Take it. Take it all.
Excellent. Now, thanks to you,
all the good work at Godfrey Global Inventory is done!
As is the entire human race.
And here is to a contract completed,
and a job well done!
And now, I have some envelopes to distribute!
The first, for Janet.
Our dear Janet.
Janet! For your craven loyalty
to a thankless system of soul crushing monotony,
and for your unwavering
failure to show the slightest backbone
even in the face of extreme evil.
Your dogged servitude has been essential
to the success of Godfrey Global.
AAAAAAH!
Oola, catch!
I do not understand you people!
Instead of going to your graves with
an extremely generous severance package,
instead, you shall all be terminated
without pay for this act of insubordination.
You are all now officially
FIRED!
And that's what we're all about.
You did it.
You saved us all.
I didn't save us all.
I saved us three.
Out of how many billions?
Still.
High five, dude.
I still breathing. He still breathing.
You still breathing.
Three's a lot better than fuck all.
You strong lady.
You gotta be strong lady
in this world to survive.
What world?