[music]
Huh. Says here Joe Sylvania up and croaked.
- We knew that already. - We didn't know it, we heard it.
Could've been a wild rumour.
When I hear a 98-year-old man died,
- I'm not overly suspicious. - 98?
Good gravy, there sure are a lot of old coots in this town.
Good thing we already snagged our burial plots.
[chuckling]
- You did buy our burial plots, right? - Of course I did.
Months ago. It's beautiful.
Up on the small hill, overlooking the town,
facing west so I'll be able to enjoy every sunset.
Sounds sweet.
I bet my corpse is really going to enjoy it up there.
- No, that's where mine is. - Yours?
You mean you didn't buy us plots
- next to each other? - Nope.
I'm on the hill, third row centre,
Mike on one side and TBD on the other.
- TBD? - "To be determined," or "dead."
Not sure who that'll be yet, but the plot was taken.
So we won't be buried beside each other?
How could you?
Do you honestly not remember this conversation?
I got our burial plots.
Up on the hill, side by side,
- facing west... - Holy hell, is that the price?
I'm not spending that kind of dough
on a hole in the ground. I want something cheaper.
So I got you something cheaper.
I assumed you'd want to move with me.
Never assume. If you do, you end up in a hole
- on the north side of the cemetery. - North side?
That's where the public bathrooms are.
Ah, well, your sense of smell really drops off
- after you're dead. - There could be seepage!
♪ You think there's not a lot goin' on ♪
♪ Look closer, baby you're so wrong ♪
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[novelty honking sound]
Yes! Hydro bill, paid!
[novelty honking sound] Boom! Cable bill, paid.
[novelty honking sound] Booyakka!
Happy Birthday, Auntie Marilyn.
That honking sound is kind of annoying.
Suck it up. It's the sound of productivity.
Ticking things off my virtual "to do" list.
Can you turn the sound off
- so it doesn't... [novelty honking sound] - Shaboogaloo!
Dental cleaning, booked!
Here you go. Club sandwich and soup,
and grilled cheese and fries. Enjoy.
Uh... I didn't want fries. I ordered a salad.
- You did? - Yeah, could you fix that for me?
- I hate to be like a "Karen..." - But you are a Karen.
No, you know, the meme.
All the "Karens," complaining about things.
Demanding to speak to the manager.
Uh, I am the manager. Is she okay?
She was a minute ago. Touch your nose.
I mean my name, Karen, gets used a lot
to refer to women who complain.
- I never knew that. - Everyone knows that.
- You all knew that, right? - Oh, I didn't, but I'll try.
Lacey, can I have a Karen-sized piece of pie?
[sighing] No, that's not...
Could you Karen me up some crackers?
That wasn't even close.
All right, we're doing our best.
You don't have to Karen our heads off.
That's getting there. [novelty honking sound]
Do you guys keep hearing honking?
It's me, and I've never felt so alive.
Well, the honking is very annoying.
- Are you almost done feeling alive? - Sadly, yes.
I'm almost finished my list.
I need to find more things to do.
Ooh, I can add that to my list. "Start new list...
for future... lists."
[novelty honking sound] Oof!
[music]
Hiya, Oscar.
I've been getting calls about you digging up bodies.
Sounds kinda far-fetched, but not too far-fetched.
I'm not digging up bodies like a ghoul.
I'm planning how I would dig up bodies if they'd let me.
That's less illegal, but only a little less weird.
Look... if Sally Jones' bones were shifted up here,
and we popped up Eugene Filligan,
and drag his corpse over here, that opens up this hole,
getting me closer to being planted beside Emma.
All I'd need to do is have Ike dig up his brother,
like I offered him 50 bucks to do!
I'm not moving Mike. He was a homebody.
Brent, do you have any room in your storage?
Mine's full, and I need to put this box somewhere.
Mine's jammed, too. I could store it up on the roof for you.
- The roof? - Yeah, I keep some of my stuff up there.
Like my hockey equipment.
You're lucky I store it up there. It gets pretty ripe.
[sniffing]
[yowling in distress]
Wow. [chuckles] Thoughtful and off-putting.
You know, we should build a small extension out back.
Nothing huge, but big enough for extra storage
- and a walk-in freezer. - Renovations are too expensive.
Wouldn't cost as much as you think.
- See? Hank agrees with me. - You think that strengthens your argument?
Come on, Brent.
There must be something you'd like to do
if you had a little extra space.
Well... I have always wanted a proper office.
Man, I could do some real high-level CEO business then.
[music]
Then let's do it.
We have nothing but space behind our building.
It's just dirt, and then the curvature of the Earth.
I don't know...
Cheaper to build space than to buy space,
and I could do the work for you
so you don't have to hire a contractor.
I have all the tools.
I even have tools to make more tools, if it comes to that.
Get on board, Brent. This could be great.
[groaning] Ah... Okay, all right.
Fine. We'll do it.
But we need to fix a budget and stick to it,
and Hank does all the work.
Yes. Small and simple.
What did she call me?
[music]
You know, just saying the phrase,
"I'm not a ghoul" doesn't make this less ghoulish.
Pipe down, and let me study my body map.
Okay, just gonna pretend
I didn't hear Oscar say "body map" and order a coffee.
Who is this "TBD" bag of bones crawling into my hole?
Definitely don't want to know what that's about.
You don't need to steal someone's grave.
Coffee and earplugs over here!
You don't have to be buried there
- to be with Emma forever. - Oh, okay,
I see what you're talking about, and Davis is right.
Who cares where you end up?
The important thing is that you're with your life partner,
- together, forever. - You're right!
Oh, I've got an idea.
Maybe I should go keep an eye on him.
That man is a few cards short of a full Karen.
Huh. Doesn't anyone know how to use that?
10... 11...
12.
A walk-in freezer... I'll cut costs buying in bulk.
Oh, I wish I had a break room, too.
Somewhere to gather my thoughts.
Maybe a candle, soft music... No. Nope.
I made a deal, and I'm not going to start upping the cost.
Cost-wise, there isn't much difference
between building 300 square feet
- or 600 square feet. - Really?
All right, I don't want to be the budget sheriff,
but rein in your horses, little missy.
You've been out here six minutes,
and the price is already escalating.
Oh, yeah, you should put in an escalator.
- Escalator? - To get to the roof.
Safer than climbing a ladder.
Oh, but it's only one way. How would you get down?
Slide.
[music]
Hi, Karen. Where's Davis?
I don't know. He had his own stuff to do.
Where is Lacey? I have stuff to do too.
I don't have time for a two-hour lunch.
Huh, you must have a pretty good life going
if your biggest complaint
is "too long a lunch break"... "Karen."
Yes! That's how you use it!
A "Karen" is an entitled, overly righteous woman who...
[gasps] Oh no... What have I done?
[novelty honking sound]
Can you knock off the honking?
Can I? Yes.
Will I? [novelty honking sound]
I'm trying to concentrate on something here,
and that's a real pain in the... [novelty honking sound]
Hey, I have list upon list of things to do.
"Remember to annoy Brent."
Done. [novelty honking sound]
Ooh, that was a good one!
- What are you working on? - I'm trying to figure out
what this expansion is going to cost.
Oh, renovations are all about task management.
You just need some lists to keep you on track.
"Buy wallpaper... Some nice floor tile..."
Tile? Who am I, Reese Witherspoon?
Oh, this thing is so great.
Organize and buy all through one app.
It's the brainchild of a new software start-up.
Check out their website.
- They're set up in a pub? - No, that's their work space.
Pinball, foosball, basketball hoop...
All these tech companies set up their office
- like it's a frat house. - That's an office?
...and this is where I'll put my air hockey table.
[novelty honking sound] Ordered.
There you are, Emma. I have great news.
That's how all his bad news starts.
I sold your burial plot back to the town!
You did what?!
Now you're free to be with me wherever. Forever.
[growling]
Sometimes you make me so mad I could Karen you!
That was a real Karen thing to do.
- Nice move, Karen! - Oh, god, it's spreading.
They've become Karen-aware. Why did I bring this up?
[music]
And over here, we put the comic book carousel.
[chuckling] Okay...
first you're Cheapo the budget sheriff,
but now suddenly you have carousels and hammocks?
Don't forget the trampoline.
How is there room for... [novelty honking sound]
[moans] Oh... Momma like.
Well, if Brent gets a hammock and a trampoline,
I'm building my break room. You can do that, right, Hank?
Well, I mean, anything is possible.
I just have to make some adjustments.
I'll need more paper and more blue crayons.
- Blue crayons? - For blueprints.
If you're gonna do something, do it right.
[music]
Changed your mind, eh? Real Brent move.
It'll catch on.
[music]
Do you think we have space for the "Power Hang 8,"
or do I need to settle for the "Comfort Taco 200"?
This one plays white noise,
but this one has a gyroscopic cup holder.
[double honking sound]
[shuddering in delight]
Oh, baby, tell me what a good productive girl I've been.
Do I need to leave you two alone?
I always want you to leave me alone.
So, why are you here, and how do we make the honking stop?
I'm ordering stuff for your office.
Order paperclip. [novelty honking sound]
Paperclip. [novelty honking]
Paperclip! [honking]
- How many do you need? 200? - Zero hundred paperclips.
They're just lazy staples.
Then pick an executive hammock already,
so I can get that sweet 'n' spicy honk.
Maybe hammocks are passé. Should I get a napping pod?
[novelty honking sound]
[shuddering] Oh...
Actually, if you could leave us alone for a minute,
that, uh, that'd be great.
[music]
There's gotta be somewhere
Emma and I can be buried side by side.
Who do we know with a big backyard?
You don't need to be buried.
You could be cremated and sprinkled somewhere nice,
or planted as a tree.
Heck, you could even get mixed in with ink
and tattooed onto somebody.
Spend eternity on a biker?
[music]
[engine rumbling]
Do you have to gun your engine like that?
What are you yapping about?
Why does your stupid bike have to be so loud?
Ever heard of a muffler?
I like it loud. It sounds cool.
Would you rather I roll around on a skateboard?
In cargo shorts and a golf shirt?
I wouldn't mind if you put on a shirt.
I'm getting sunburned out here.
You could use a little colour. You're pale as hell.
- I'm dead, jackass! - Okay, okay, getting a little tired
of my own tattoo calling me a jackass.
That's the fifth time this morning.
How you gonna get rid of me? I'm ink.
I'm gonna hit the highway
and lay the bike down hard at 60,
try and peel you off on the pavement.
Whoa. They can do it with lasers now.
[revving engine]
[Oscar tattoo yelping]
No, I wasn't suggesting that,
or anything remotely like that.
My point is, when it comes to a final exit,
the world is your nearly expired oyster.
Ah...
[music]
Not sure a catapult would get you all the way to the sun.
Maybe come up with something Emma would like.
Oh, who knows what that woman wants?
[bicycle bell jingling]
Excuse me, Miss Police Lady.
Riding your bike on the sidewalk?
- Somebody is being a real Wanda. - Thanks!
She's smart.
[music]
Heya, Lacey. Thought you might like to know
that Brent asked me to make some orders.
- A ball pit?! - Big one.
Any big-ticket items you might consider adding? Hmm?
- I'll order 'em. - I was just thinking
how nice it would be to have a wine fridge.
One lame fridge? That's like going to a buffet
- and filling up on napkins. - Oh, you're right.
Make it a whole wine room .
Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's pump the brakes on this horse.
I wasn't planning for a whole other room.
I know, Hank, but it's like you said.
We have nothing but space.
- I think you're the one who... - And so we might as well use it, right?
- You said that too. - I did?
Well, I must know what I'm talking about.
[music]
I figured it out.
I've come up with the perfect burial solution.
The solution is to buy my plot back.
- Did you do that? - No, my idea is better.
First, we're laid to rest on our mattress.
Then they roll us up like a burrito.
Then we're catapulted out the window into a rose planter
which Brent has attached to a hot air balloon,
and we float into eternity.
So we're dying at the same time?
Is this a murder-suicide, or a "Thelma and Louise" deal?
I combined all your favourite things!
Sleeping, roses, burritos, balloons!
Brent, for some reason.
- Catapults? - I can't have one thing?
I just want peace and quiet on a nice hilltop,
and if you can't manage that,
- I'll get the plot back myself. - Fine, go ahead,
if that's the hill you want to die on.
You'll be sorry when you're feedin' the worms,
and I'm on the surface of the sun! Baah!
The sun?
[music]
My idiot husband sold my burial plot.
- I want to buy it back. - Ooh, boy.
That's a bit of a sticky situation, Emma.
See, I'd be happy to sell it to you, but someone bought it.
Already? Vultures.
- Who is it? - I can't disclose that. Privacy.
So on and so forth. My hands are tied.
I'm afraid I have to put my foot down.
Here I go, putting it down...
Fine, take it.
[gasping]
Well, that sneaky, no good...
[giggling in delight] Ooh! Brent, look at my hot tub!
Cool, and check out this ball pit.
I can't wait to struggle to get out of it.
Hang on. Where did the hot tub come from?
We don't have space for that.
Oh, we'll just move some things around.
Well, we might have to lose the zipline.
I'm not going to walk out to the pumps.
Maybe we could double up on some things.
Combine the koi pond and the wine room?
You think we want drunk fish? We don't.
What about a BBQ ball pit?
- You can eat ribs while you're ballin'. - I beg your pardon?
Listen, we have the space.
Just build another addition,
and then Brent won't get sauce all over his...
Oh, I beg my pardon. Just make it.
Oh, my Zen garden!
Lacey's right. You'll make it work.
Fine! I just need time to think.
I'll be in your office.
This is stupid.
I thought marriage was about being together forever.
Nobody ever said anything about death doing us part.
- They really should have. - It's okay.
When you die, your bodies don't matter.
You'll be together in spirit.
Spirit? Yeah... I could haunt her.
A little shuffling, a little moaning,
slam some cupboards. I'm great at all those things.
If you're a ghost, and Emma dies peacefully,
wouldn't you get stuck on Earth without her?
Those are the ghost rules.
[sighing]
Why have an afterlife if I don't get to spend it
- with my favourite person? - Is that how you really feel?
Oh, look who it is! The hole-loving traitor.
Oscar, I've changed my mind.
I think it's important that we're buried together.
But first I need to confront
the person who bought my plot. Karen!
[gasping]
According to Fitzy, you bought it out from under me.
What?! No, I didn't!
Well, your name's on it.
If you didn't buy it, someone bought it for you.
- That would be weird. - Would it?
[music]
[multiple honking sounds]
I did it. I almost ran out of blue crayons,
but then I was like, "Duh, Hank,
you don't need blue crayons to make a blueprint.
Use blue markers!"
[chuckling]
Anyway... quick question.
For the pickleball court across the highway,
what kind of bridge are we talking?
- Suspension or draw? - Bridge?!
We're across the highway?
You told me to keep expanding.
Sure, I just didn't expect it to be so... expansive.
Expansive means expensive.
How much is this going to cost us?
Well, um... this got a bit bigger than I thought, so...
I'm charging you by the hour, like a real pro.
Oh, while we're on the subject.
I'm done with all the orders, so here's the bill.
[yelping in shock]
[groaning]
[both groaning]
I hope it's okay I wrote the invoice in permanent marker.
[music]
Okay, so I bought your plot for Karen.
My plot happens to be beside Emma.
- You're "TBD"? - "TBDD."
"To be dead Davis."
You said partners should be together forev,
so, when Emma's plot opened up, I bought it for you.
Aw... that's so sweet.
With a terrifying aftertaste, and never gonna happen.
So what you're saying is, you're planning to sell the plot?
It's all yours,
and you're going to do what you should have done
when Oscar was ready to dig up bodies.
- Straight jacket? - Sell him your plot!
- [groaning] Aw... - Davis, if you don't sell that plot,
I'm going to speak with your manager.
- Fitzy? - That's right,
and so help me, Davis, I'm gonna complain.
- No... - And it's gonna be shrill,
and it's gonna be righteous!
- Okay, I'll give it up! - Ha ha! Who's a Karen now, baby?
Oscar, I'm happy to sell you my plot.
Uh, I dunno. What's it gonna cost me?
- Oscar... - Okay fine, I'll take it.
It's cheaper than a catapult.
Now that I've lost the plot,
literally and metaphorically,
I was wondering if, when the time comes,
you could help me out with my plan B.
[music]
- Rest well in the Shire, my friend. - Great!
When my time comes, do it just like that.
Keep practicing.
How many rafts do you think we have?
I think it's very sweet that you want
to spend the rest of eternity with me.
[kissing]
How about you and I go for a nice walk together?
Quit clinging to me, woman! I got things to do!
This sucks. I keep getting tasks done,
and they don't even reward me with a sound.
Did you finally get sick of that app?
They kicked me off for being "too productive."
Or because you ordered a bunch of stuff,
and returned all of it like a con artist.
A very productive con artist.
Well, I think it was all for the best.
This place works just fine as it is.
I don't know why we listened to Hank in the first place.
I'm just as surprised as you are.
I kept saying things, and you kept listening?
- Very confusing. - It's not your fault.
When someone is telling you what you want to hear,
you'll believe anything.
Hey, Brent, did you hear that new scientific study
that said eating hot dogs increases your intelligence?
No, but I'm not surprised.
I always suspected I was getting more smarter.
Ha! "Make Brent look stupid."
Check!
Aw, can somebody please make a honking sound?
I need this.
[car honking]
Oh, thank you.
[car honking]
[customer shouts] Uh, does anybody work here?
Oh, yeah, the pumps. I wish I had that zipline.
[music]
♪ I don't know ♪
♪ The same things you don't know ♪
♪ I don't know ♪
♪ I just... don't know ♪
♪ Ooh... ♪
♪ It's a great big place ♪
♪ Ooh... ♪
♪ Full of nothin' but space ♪
♪ Ooh... ♪
♪ And it's my happy place ♪
♪ I don't know ♪
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