01x02 - Mr Savage

[bunniefuu]

[haunting female vocal]

[Lloyd] Okay, let me get this straight.

So not only do we have to survive
two more dreams,

but for the bonus round,
we have to face our deepest, darkest fear

or we lose our soul.

Is that about right?

Yeah, pretty much,

-but you're not gonna lose your soul.
-Oh, my God! Oh, my God.

So, if all of this is so dangerous,
why would anyone do the ritual?

Because if you make it all the way,
you can get whatever you want.

What do you mean? Like... Like a wish?

Yeah, I suppose.

And there's absolutely no way
of stopping any of this from happening?

No.

[Lloyd] Okay, okay. You know what?

It's fine.
Sleeping is for the weak.

I can stay awake as long as I want.

It's just a case of mind over matter.

[thunder rumbles]

[coughs]

Did you find him?

[Akin] It took a while, but yes.

And does he know what it means?

He says the statue needs to be
brought back to where it was created.

That's it?

Yes.

Thank you.

I'll send you the rest of your money.

[sighs]

[coughing]

[dramatic music plays]

[opening theme music plays]

[crickets chirping]

[sighs]

Okay.

Come on.

I've got such a headache.

Dude, why don't you just do it?
You might as well get it out the way.

[Lloyd] No, not yet. I'm not ready yet.

Look, whatever happens,
we'll be here to help you.

Thanks, but I would rather
not be the one to go first.

Wait, erm...

You remember our old Maths teacher
from high school?

Er, the guy who always
perved over your mum?

Yeah, Mr Savage.

He used to always tell us
how he never slept.

Remember that? How'd he do it?

He had insomnia.

Oh, yeah.

Right.

Mmm. Okay.

You know what?

I am gonna...

go and take a shower.

That'll probably wake me up.

Okay.

[in Tswana] Do you want to get some air?

[in English] Yeah, actually,
I think that would be a good idea.

Hmm.

[water running]

[Dineo] So, I have something to ask you.

-[Marcus] Mm-hmm.
-After school,

why didn't you stay in touch?

[in Tswana] Really?

[in English] I didn't think
it was an option.

[in Tswana] Why?

[in English] Well, because
you went away to study and...

I thought that you had this big future
in front of you

and you were starting a new life, so...

That's crazy.

[in Tswana] To be honest...

[in English] ...I was a little hurt
that you didn't reach out.

I drove to your house once.

[in Tswana] I wanted to surprise you.

[in English]
But... you had a friend over so...

Well, you should have come in.

I would have...

[in Tswana]
...but your friend was kind of...

[in English] ...attached to your face.

Oh?

Oh.

Oh.

Erm...

sh*t. Erm, yeah. I...

That makes sense why you didn't...

Yeah.

[water running]

[exhaling deeply]

Oh, man, keep your sh*t together.

Come on.

[tense music plays]

[yawns]

So I get that
you couldn't become a pilot...

[in Tswana] ...but why chemistry?

Erm, because my grandfather
was... was a chemist...

[in English] ...and he taught me
a lot of cool things.

So, it just felt like the right move.

Hmm.

So now you've created this pesticide

-that you're trying to sell to the world?
-Yeah.

-Oh, and we're doing very well by the way.
-Mm-hmm?

Yeah, customers are just lining up.

[laughing]

[in Tswana] What's it called?

[in English] Er...

Black Death Maximum k*ll.

Yeah.

[in Tswana] It wasn't my idea.

[in English] It was Lloyd's.

So please don't judge.

I like it.

I like it. It's, erm...

-subtle.
-What?

[grunting noise]

Who's that?

[in Tswana] I don't know.

[grunting]

[in English] No, no, no.

I can handle this.
I used to be a yellow belt.

[moaning]

Woah. Woah. Hey! Er...

Er, I've got a g*n, okay?

Don't move or I'll sh**t.

[moaning]

Oh, my God.

[grunting]

[Marcus] Woah, hey! Listen, mate.

Did you see who that was?

Yeah. I went to his funeral.

[both] Lloyd!

[Marcus] Lloyd?

Lloyd?

Lloyd?

[water running]

Lloyd.

Hey, Lloyd.

Lloyd, wake up. Get up, dude.

Hey. Dude, wake up.

Why... Why am I being hit? Stop now.

-Dude, you fell asleep.
-[Lloyd] Why are you doing this?

[Marcus] Hey, listen to me.
We have a visitor.

-What... What are you... What do you mean?
-From your dream.

Oh, sh*t. It's Hitler.
I knew I'd dream of the Führer.

No, no, no. Listen to me. Erm...

Remember we spoke about our teacher?
Our Maths teacher.

-Mr Savage.
-Uh-huh.

Oh, wow. That's who I dreamt about.

sh*t, he's probably super upset.
Have you spoken to him?

-I don't think he's in the mood to talk.
-Why? Why not?

Because he's dead. Remember?

I turned our Maths teacher into a zombie?

-Dude, let's go. Come on.
-Guys. Okay. Oh, sh*t!

That's so cool.
You know how to use it?

Yeah.

Remember, she qualified for the Olympics?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
But you... you didn't go, right?

My father got sick.

-I'm so sorry.
-What's with the shield?

It's a zombie, so I'm protecting my brain.

[Marcus] He's not a zombie.
He's just dead.

If it's a corpse
and it's walking around,

that is a zombie, Marcus.

Lloyd, it's not a...

Maybe we should split up.

Are you sure that's such a good idea?

It's a big house.
He could be anywhere.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'll stay with Dineo.

Keep her safe.

Maybe you should go that side?

Fine.

Just... be careful, okay?

You too.

I will.

-[distant scraping]
-Did you hear that?

[Lloyd] Yep.

Let's go check out the gallery.

Erm... Ladies first.

Sweet.

I got your back.

[metallic clang]

[tense music plays]

[moaning]

Did you hear that?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

That's so gross.

[zombie groaning]

[Dineo] Mr Savage?

Hey.

Can you hear me?

[neck cracks]

I don't know if you remember us.
We were in your Maths class.

You were an incredible teacher.

Yeah. An incredible... teacher

If it's... fine with you,
we need to take you back to your grave.

Really didn't mean to...

you know, resurrect you from the dead.

That's on me. Mm.

Totally my bad.

You know what?
I... I think he's cool with it.

[groaning]

I don't think so.

[grunts]

[groans]

[screaming]

[Lloyd screams]

Ahh! Zombie juice!

Guys! Guys. Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay.
I just got zombie juice on my face.

[Dineo] No, we're okay,

but I hit him in the heart
and he didn't even feel a thing.

That's because it's a zombie.
We need to attack the brain. Fact!

That is not a fact.
It is literally fiction, Lloyd.

If it's fiction, Marcus,

-how's it running around?
-[engine starting]

Wait, wait, wait. Is that your truck?

Guys, we need to go, now.

-Let's go.
-No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Dude, what are you doing?

He's already gone.
We should just let him go.

Look, he's decomposing.
Let him live a little.

Lloyd, move.

Dammit.

[engine revving]

I don't get it. How is he driving?

I mean, his eyes are oozing... stuff.

Maybe he can sense things like...
like some sort of sonar.

What, like a submarine?

Yes, that's exactly what I mean.
Like a zombie submarine.

Guys, where is he now?

Erm, he is almost at the school.

Okay. That's good.
At least it will be quiet.

Yeah.

Erm... Okay, something is wrong.

-He's not stopping.
-What?

But... But that's where he lived.

-Where else could he be going?
-I don't know.

Oh, my... sh*t.

-What? What? What is it?
-sh*t!

Okay, dude. I'm so sorry but I think
he's going to your mum's house.

-Why would he be going to my mum's house?
-Because he was in love with her.

-How many times did he ask her out?
-That was years ago, okay?

There's no way
he's still thinking about her.

Unless he saw her son recently
which then triggered some old feelings.

Where is he now?

He's turning into my old street.

Boom! Yes! You see? I told you!

Oh, I am so sorry.

That was... very insensitive.

Erm...

I think we should call Aunty P.

[television playing]

[phone buzzing]

[phone continues buzzing]

She must be asleep.

It's okay. If Lloyd's right,
then he won't hurt her.

-That's not the problem.
-It's her heart.

Just seeing him could k*ll her.

It's gonna be okay, Marcus.

[doorknob rattling]

[door opening]

[moaning]

[television continues playing]

[sniffs]

[moaning]

[television continues playing]

[knocking continues]

[knocking continues]

Hey, Ma, how are you?

Marcus! Lloyd.

-What's going on?
-No, everything is fine. Erm...

Dineo? Is that you?

-[in Tswana] Hello, Mama Siya.
-Oh, my goodness, my child.

Look how beautiful you are.

[in English] It's good to see you.

-[in Tswana] You're just as beautiful.
-Thank you so much.

[in English] Sorry, Aunty P.
I hope we didn't wake you.

No, it's fine, Lloyd.
What's going on?

-Er...
-We, erm...

We were having drinks up the road and...

[in Tswana] I forgot to use the toilet...

[in English] ...so Marcus suggested
that we drop by.

-I hope it's all right?
-Of course.

[in Tswana] Come in. Come in.

[in English] Come inside.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

[Dineo, in Tswana] No, thanks, Mama.

[in English] The bathroom is right down
the passage.

[in Tswana] Come in. Come in.

[in English] Oh... no, no.
The bathroom is just on your left.

-Oh, okay, Mama.
-Okay.

Yeah.

-I thought you lost touch with her?
-I did.

She called us. She needed help
with some termites.

-Yeah.
-Oh, but she is...

she is wonderful.
Don't mess this up.

[in Tswana] You need to relax.

No, Mum, we're just friends.

[in English] Marcus, don't be so naive.

Do you think
you're the only exterminators around?

That is a very good point, Aunty P.

Ah... What if she was stalking us...

and now she is making her move?

-Wow.
-I'm gonna check on her...

No, no, no, no, no. No, you won't.

-Sit down.
-Ma...

[in Tswana] Sit down, Marcus.

[in English] I have been listening to you
going on and on about her for years.

You will not ruin your chances
by suffocating her.

I am so glad you said that.

You know, he can be
so suffocating sometimes.

Actually unbearable.

[in Tswana] Relax, Marcus. Relax.

Relax, Marcus.

[in English] Really?

[tense music plays]

[in Tswana] So how did it go?

[in English] How was the big meeting?
Are they interested?

Er, they haven't decided yet.

They just need more time.

Oh, well... that sounds promising.

Yeah, just need to keep believing.

That's what I always say.

[soft piano music plays]

-[zombie groaning]
-[Dineo gasps]

[liquid trickling]

Oh, sh*t!

[screams] Hallelujah!

Amen!

-Amen!
-Just need to, erm... keep having faith.

[in Tswana] Such beautiful words, Lloyd.

[in English] You hear that, Marcus?

You really can learn a lot
from Lloyd's attitude.

He's always so positive.

Yeah, he's a real inspiration.

You know, even when I was a child...

[in Tswana]
When I was still young, Marcus...

[in English] ...I always understood
that mindset is essential in life.

Mm-hmm.

To achieve your goals, boys,
you have to believe in yourselves.

And it can be very easy to lose your head.

-[Marcus] Mm.
-Oh, yeah, very... very easy.

[in Tswana] Do you know why?
It's the negative thoughts.

Those negative thoughts are like cancer.

[in English] So you boys
must get on top of them. Yeah.

Frame of mind.

[in Tswana] You hear me?

-[Marcus, in English] Yes.
-Frame of mind, boys.

Ma, before I forget, I'm so sorry. Erm...

You know, the company would like to see
my degree.

Erm, they just want to make sure
that I'm qualified.

[in Tswana] Why are you asking me?

-[in English] Didn't you take it?
-No,

actually, I think...
I think it's in your cupboard.

-Do you mind if we go and look for it?
-Of course.

[in Tswana] Let's go.

-[Marcus in English] Just before I forget.
-We're coming back, Lloyd.

Okay, I'll be here.

[Marcus and Lloyd whispering indistinctly]

sh*t.

Okay, okay.

sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

Why would you cut off his head?

Where's the rest of his body?

sh*t. sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

Here. Help me get him out.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr Savage.

This is not how I thought
it would turn out.

[distant sirens wailing]

So, where's he buried?

At Resthaven, it's a private cemetery.
It's not far from here.

Okay, that's good.

So that's it, then. We're fine.
It's over.

[siren beeps]

What's that?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Please tell me that's an ambulance.

Oh, my sh*t. It's the cops.

[Dione] It's okay, Lloyd. Just breathe.

Everything is gonna be fine.
Just stay cool.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Absolutely.

Unless they find our old Maths teacher
in the back with his head in a bag.

[Marcus]
Lloyd, shut up and calm down. Please.

[Lloyd] Okay! Okay.

Okay, look... I can't go to jail.
Not with this face.

I will be the village bicycle.
Everyone will want a ride.

[car door opens]

[softly] sh*t, sh*t, sh*t,
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t...

-Just calm down.
-Okay. Okay.

[in Tswana] Good evening.

Good evening, Officer. How are you?

[Lloyd, in English] Hello.

Licence.

Sure.

[officer] You having a party here?

No, no. We come from work, Officer.

[sniffs] I can smell something in here.

Get out.

[in Tswana] Is there a problem, Officer?

[in English] Hey, stop arguing with me.
Get out.

Get out. Get out.

Hurry up.

Asking me questions here?

I'm going to need you to put your bodies
against this car.

-[Lloyd] Yes.
-Hey. Come!

[in Tswana] Come. Come. Come.

[in English] Against this car.

Can you tell us at least
what you're looking for, Officer?

Yeah, this area here is full of people
who like drugs.

Like you and your friend here.

This one is too pretty to like drugs.

No, Mr Officer. None of us, erm...
None of us use drugs.

[officer] Oh!

Oh, so now I must believe you?

Like you and I are best friends?
We've known each other all our lives. Huh?

Because nobody ever lies
to the police, right?

Okay.

See? No heroin or anything.

Is it fine if we go now?

You.

Why are you looking so nervous?
What are you trying to hide?

No, nothing. I'm just...
I'm so tired.

It's been such a long day.
I just really want to go home.

Oh, you want to go home?

Okay. Go home, then.

Great! Great, thank you so much.

-Great, great.
-Goodnight, Officer.

-[Lloyd] Let's go.
-[officer] But first...

I'm going to search this car.

Sister,

I'm going to need you to open this...
this boot.

[in Tswana] Come! Come!

[Lloyd whispering in English]
Don't do it, don't do it. Don't.

[officer, in Tswana] Come, sister. Hurry.

[in English] Open this boot.

[in Tswana] What is this?

[in English] What is this?

[sniffs]

-Wait.
-[Marcus] Woah, wait. Okay, okay.

[officer] Joyce! Joyce!
I will need back up!

-There's a body here with no head.
-No, no, no.

-What the hell's going on here?
-Wait! Okay, okay, okay. I'll explain.

I'll explain. That...
That's not a real body, okay?

We're filmmakers and we're making
a zombie movie and that's just

a fake body, a prop!

So you're, you're trying to tell me
that's not a real body?

-Absolutely, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
-Absolutely.

-Hey!
-Okay, okay, okay.

-I'm just going to show you.
-Very slowly.

Okay.

Erm...

So, erm...

[squelching]

So, er,

that's just corn syrup.

You know what?
It's also not the right colour.

We've got a very low budget.

[officer] What is corn syrup?

It's in... everything we eat.

Most things. Yeah, you probably
had some today, like,

-in a doughnut or something.
-Oh, you're making fat jokes?

-No.
-I want to see you eat it.

I'm sorry, what?

I want to see you put it in your mouth
and eat it.

Yeah, of course.
It's practically harmless.

You know what, on second thought,
this is packed with calories

and I'm really trying to lose a few pounds
on the tummy area.

Lloyd, maybe... let's not waste the nice
officer's time and just do it

so that we can all get home.

Okay, Marcus!

Yeah, I'm just gonna... show you.

Here we go.

Mmm...

That is so good.

So tasty.

-Would you like to try some?
-Hey.

Okay, you guys can go.

[in Tswana] Thank you, Officer.

-[in English] Thank you so much.
-Goodnight, Mr Officer.

[officer] Joyce, you can
cancel that backup.

Joyce? Joyce?

[Lloyd] Oh, my God,
I think I'm going to vomit.

[Marcus]
Dude, just suck it up until we get home.

[Lloyd groans] I just did, Marcus.

[Lloyd] God, this place
gives me the creeps.

I'm so tired. How much longer?

It's not far. We're almost there.

Really? Are the shovels getting heavy
there for you, Lloyd?

Do you want to maybe rest?

You know what?
They actually are quite heavy

and rest would be great, Marcus.
Thank you so much.

Okay, guys...
there it is, I think.

-Where?
-[Dineo] Right there.

[Marcus] Oh, okay. Yeah.
Just put the body down here.

[Marcus grunts]

I don't get it.
Wouldn't he have crawled out?

Shouldn't there be, like,
a pile of sand or something?

[Lloyd] Yeah?

He must have teleported
like you guys did.

Oh, right.
I guess that... that does make sense.

Let's just get this over with.
It's really starting to stink.

Oh, wait. Er...
The head. Where's the head?

Huh. Did you...?

You didn't bring the head?

How? Dude, both my hands were full.
I do not have three arms, Marcus.

The head was in a bag, with handles.

It's okay, guys. I'll go get it.

No, no, no, no. Don't worry about it.
I... I will go.

Just...

Idiot.

I don't get why he's in such a mood

when I'm the one
that had to swallow zombie juice.

[Marcus] How ridiculous.

[Dineo] Come on.

You... want some?
It's peanut brittle.

-Er, no thanks. I'm allergic to peanuts.
-Oh.

sh*t. Okay.

So, er...
What's wrong with Marcus?

I mean, with his eyes.

Why couldn't he become a pilot?

Erm...

It's like he said. He has a condition
and, erm, it just...

sort of disqualified him.

What condition?

Erm...

I... I don't know... I don't know
what it's called but it's like, erm...

something to do with the lenses. Erm...

He's, like, short-sighted or something.

Mm. Well, that doesn't make any sense

because pilots can wear glasses.

Er... I don't know.

Lloyd, you suck at lying.
What's going on?

Okay, you're right. I'm a terrible liar.

-Look, he doesn't want anyone to know.
-Know what?

Actually, I... I can't tell you.

Ugh, he'd k*ll me.

Lloyd, I promise I won't tell anyone.

I just want to know.

Okay, well, then you can't say
you heard it from me.

I swear.

[Marcus] Lloyd...

Oh, God.

-[zombie moaning]
-Oh, oh, oh. Oh, God.

Sir? Are you...?

[moaning]

Er...

Erm...

Okay. I...

I don't know what it's called, but...

he's going blind.

He's got about three years left.

How sure are the doctors?

I think they're really sure.

-[zombie moaning]
-[Marcus] Ah.

Okay. Okay, you're not dead.

Er...

Nope.

No. I am... I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry,
but I have to end this.

I have to end this.

[moaning continues]

Goodbye, sir.

And... And, er...
Thank you for everything.

Urgh! Ah!

Get off! Get... Ah!

Oh, God, oh, God, oh God! What now?

-Marcus!
-[Lloyd] What?

[Dineo] Marcus!

[Dineo] There he is.

There he is. Marcus?

Marcus.

Okay, he must have fallen, hit his head.

All right, he's still breathing
so he must be unconscious.

-Can you get me some water?
-Okay. Hold on, buddy.

[dramatic music plays]

[door closes]

Palesa.

There has been a deterioration
of the heart muscle.

That's why you're short of breath.

Now, we can increase your medication,

put you on a different blood thinner,

but we may have to consider
a more invasive treatment.

What kind of treatment?

Well, a pacemaker is one option.

But there's also a procedure called
a septal myectomy.

Now, that's when we reduce
the thickness of the heart muscle.

But, given the damage to your tissue,

this may not be an option.

Palesa...

Do you live alone?

Yes, my... my son left home
a few years ago.

Why?

What are the chances of him
moving back in with you?

Well, at least, for a while.

Doctor, my s... my... my son...

is a wonderful young man.

But... because I didn't have the strength

to leave his father,
he suffered for a very long time.

It's left him scarred.

He worries about everything.

I... I won't be a burden to him.

Not again.

[soft tense music plays]

[phone buzzing]

-Hello?
-Good morning.

Is this Marcus?

Yeah. [clears throat]

-[in deep voice] This is Marcus.
-You are talking to Dr Ngwane,

your mother's cardiologist.

Oh.

Hello, Doctor. Is everything okay?

Your mother doesn't know that I'm calling.

I'm just concerned about her.

We've run some more tests.

Unfortunately, we're not seeing
the results we were hoping for.

I've made some changes to her medication

but right now,
she shouldn't be living on her own.

Of course not.
I can move back immediately.

I... I just need
to sort out some things first.

That's fine, but the sooner the better.

Look, save my number.

If you're worried about anything, call me.

Will do.

Thank you, Doctor.

[Marcus sighs]

[water running]

[thunder rumbles]

[Dineo's mother, in Tswana] Do you want
to know a secret about arrows?

Half the arrow...

is in your arm.

[thunder rumbles]

[in English] Do you feel
the arrow's strength?

And whenever you feel it,

know that I am with you.

[thunder rumbles]

[breathing heavily]

[emotional music]

[Palesa singing in Tswana]
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, my Lloydy ♪

[singing in English]
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

This is going to be your year, my boy.

Make a wish.

[Dineo] Hey.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah. I am... good. I'm fine.

How's he doing?

Well, it looks like
he's having a good dream so...

Does his mother know?

[Lloyd] No.

He's worried what it'll do to her.

Hmm. They're really close.

Yeah. She's an amazing woman.

She really suffered with Marcus' father.

They both did.

So the stories are true?

No. The stories don't come close.

Marcus' eye condition?

It's not a condition.

His father rammed his head into a wall.
Almost k*lled him.

-What?
-Yeah.

I can't imagine having a father like that.

Neither can I.

And I have had some bad ones.

You know,
watching the two of you together...

You like to give each other a hard time
but I can tell...

he really means a lot to you.

After his grandfather died,
he inherited some money.

If it was me,


I, er...

wouldn't have paid
for my best friend to finish high school.

Or to eat, even.

-Hey.
-Good morning.

Hey. Hey.

Are you okay?

Er, yeah.

I think so.

Oh, God.

[winces] What happened?

Oh, you fainted because
you forgot to take your steroids.

[sighs]

Did the head, erm...

-I must have fallen?
-No, everything's fine.

The body just... vanished.

Disappeared.

Well, I... I don't know if I'd say fine.

It does depend on
what you've been dreaming about.

I... I don't know. I can't remember.

Well, it's okay.
Maybe you didn't dream of anyone.

Oh, my God. Is that...

Is that bacon?

Did you make breakfast for us?

No. No, that's not me.

Oh, it's...
it's probably one of your servants, right?

Oh, sh*t.

It's... It's... It's your dream.

Wait.

Don't humans smell like bacon?
Isn't that a thing?

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