Take a box and into that box we place all the horrors of the world when we close the box, pretend it doesn't exist.

Only some of us we've lost our ability to pretend We're looking for a special operator like you for a while.

Who are you?

We do the dirty work.

Others can't.

Here's the fun part.

Now, on your dad, it's all raced.

More criminal records.

No more getting arrested just for being naked or just usual stuff.

You know, being 98 getting drunk, casual stuff.

So we're all going to die.

We blend in, disappear.

Watch me.

So this month, we need to move.

Honestly, I didn't think we'd make it this far.

What's the status?

Hey, Hey.

We're all gonna die.

May as well do it while we're alive.

Sounds fun, right?