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[rain pouring]

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

Flora aromatica.

Straight from the jungle.

[thunderclap, tiger roaring]

[♪♪♪]

[shovel rasping]

Hello, Mr. Moon.

You might be asking yourself,

what is this lady doing?

Well, I'll tell you.

I'm a Gravedigger...

...and basically that means

I don't smell very good.

So, Mr. Moon, listen up,

I don't wanna be like
one of those people

who dies all alone.

I'd rather die
than die that way,

but no one will come near me
because I stink,

digging in the dirt
with the dead and all.

So I've decided
to try to make a perfume

so that I could mask
the smell of death on me

and try to attract a mate.

Oh, I need a lover!

If I had a lover.

I would never let 'im go.

Nope, never ever.

Never ever, ever, ever.

[shovel crunching]

[perfume splashing]

Hmm. There.

Now we'll see
who smells like corpses.

[wind blowing]

[distant wolves howling]

[watch ticking]

[watch clicking shut]

[wind blowing]

I'm gonna try this perfume
out on the priest,

see if it's gonna work,

and see if it's gonna
make him love me.

[Priest] No one's coming!

You can bury 'er.

[Gravedigger] Been a lot
of burials like this lately.

Terrible, really, dying alone.

Speaking of--

Keep your distance,
Gravedigger. [gasping]

Would you like to go
on a date with me tonight?

I'm sorry, ma'am,

but I have preexisting plans.

We could go to the pub
and throw back a gin or two.

-Ma'am--
-We don't even

have to go to the pub.

We could just pop
into me cabin for a quick one.

-Ma'am!
-But...

me cabin is literally
in the yard, as you know,

and I have gin.

Ma'am!

I cannot,
and I will not join you

in your den of depravity.

May the Lord
have mercy upon you

as I have.

Well, you can
go ahead and piss it.

I don't care about you anyway,
you dumb prick.

I ought to slice your neck
with this shovel!

And I don't stink
that bad, do I?

Piss it.

[grunting angrily]

[dumping dirt]

[sighing] Okay...

We are gathered here today

to commemorate the life

of this lady.

She was...

uh, tall,

brown hair,

uh, strong jawline...

Um...

she had feelings,

and parents.

Yeah, she had to
have had parents,

and, um...

well, I'm sure

that there are
many, many people

who wish they could have
been here today, um...

It's just me for now,

and in honour of her life,

I would like to take
a moment of silence

to commemorate her.

You are loved.

Rest in peace.

Mr. Moon,

do you ever just feel like
you're a pale white dot

surrounded by an abyss
of black nothingness?

[wheezing laughter]

[tittering]

[giggling]

[cackling]

I didn't wanna say,

but between us girls...

...the gravedigger was out
in the yard this morning

digging a new grave,

and by lord!

Burns the nose.

Skunk of a girl.

Dump of a girl.

[all chanting]
Shame, shame, shame...

I suppose the grave's
for the dead opera singer.

She was so young!

So talented.

So married.

To the Widower.

My wife...

Many knew her as the powerful
stage presence she was,

but behind the curtain,

she was...

gentle...

delicate...

and more caring
than you could believe.

Any word on how she died?

I shouldn't say.

She choked to death
on a fish bone.

[giggling in delight]

At a fancy restaurant

after one of her big shows.

In honour of her,

I want to play a recording

of her most famous song.

[winding record player]

[operatic recording plays]

I thought love
could conquer death, my dear,

but I was wrong.

There was foam everywhere.

Convulsions and screaming.

Children crying.

Imagine what
it does to a child

to see such a thing.

And now!

Her brother
will say a few words

to commemorate
this sudden and tragic loss.

In the many years that I spent
gallivanting around town

hawking my poetry,

fraternizing with the
gargoyles of the art world,

there were times that
I spoiled myself so thoroughly

that I wasn't sure

that I could feel
anything at all anymore,

and it was my sister,

my little sister,

always,

who reminded me that
there are some things in life

worth more than just
carnal pleasure!

That what matters is the
pursuit of something deeper...

the pursuit of love.

[Gravedigger] Huh?

[man] And without her,

I don't know
how I'm going to...

I don't know how--
how I'm going to...

I really don't know who's...

Good... God!

Why?! Why have you
taken my sister?

Why?!

Why?

[distant wolves howling]

[♪♪♪]

[wolf snarling]

[screaming in panic]

[wolf snarling]

[gasping] Save me! Save me!

[wolf snarling]

[screaming]

[gasping]

Aah!

[wolf yelping]

[gasping]

[wolf yelping]

[shovel ringing]

[shovel ringing]

[wolf snarling]

[blow landing]

[wolf yelping]

[gasping]

[thudding heavily]

[grunting with effort]

[gasping]

[Gravedigger]
Sorry for your loss,

but...

it's not safe in these woods.

Believe me, I know them well.

Full of wolves.

Anyway,

you'd better let me
escort you home, then.

Here, let me pull you up.

Here. Here.

[sniffing]

Oh...

[sniffing]

[sadly] Oh...

Oh, no.

It's quite novel.

Uh...

You were going to
offer me your hand?

Me hand?

Yes.

You wanna touch me hand?

I could really use
a hand today.

Oh...

Okay. Uh...

Mm...

Do you live here?

Yeah, in the yard.

Were you... born here?

Yeah, just... in the yard.

Do you have family here?

Yeah, they're in the yard.

They live with you.

No, they're in the yard.

-Oh.
-Yeah.

I see.

So you live alone.

Just for the time being.

It's a choice, really.

I'm batting 'em off, me,

you know,

waiting for the right one
who's worthy.

May I ask you something?

Don't see why not.

If we were to get you wet,

would it strip you

of your marvellous...

aura?

No.

Nothing'll get rid of it.

Why do you ask?

[man] I could use
a dip in the ocean

to strip me
of some of today's tears,

and by the look of your face,

I thought
it might please you as well.

Oh.

Well,

I could go for a wash.

But... as a lady,

I will be keeping
my skivvies on.

But of course.

[water lapping]

[man]
I want to lick your stink...

to taste your foulness.

I want to lather myself

in your fluids,

and smell... [inhaling]

...that most...
[inhaling] ...morbid

and ingratiating air.

I want to shower in your rot,

to feast on your fetid funk.

I want to pick up

a piece of your poo...

and eat it

like a banana.

[grunting passionately]

Oh, Gravedigger...

I want you forever.

Forever and ever.

Forever!

Forever!

[gasping] Forever!

Gravedigger!

Forever!

[echoing]

[Gravedigger] Hello, Mr. Moon,

I guess you're wondering

what this man is doing
in me cottage.

Well, I have
an update for you.

He likes the way I smell...

so much so
that we, uh, you know,

consummated.

Hey, why is he
putting on clothes?

Wait a minute, what?
What? What?

I'm gonna die alone,

I'm gonna die alone!
I'm gonna die alone...

Well! I never wanted you
to stick around anyway!

I've had romps 12 times
as good as that, fancy-pants,

and by the way,

I'm the one
who decides when you go,

and that's right now,

so you can go ahead and scoot!

[Lover] What is it about you
that entrances me so?

I was just putting on
your pyjama, darling.

It's drafty.

Where I'm from,

there's a fire
in every chamber,

a scarf 'round every neck

cleaved from the skin
of some poor tiger

on the Kenyan plains.

But luxury
will not keep the heart warm.

My sister taught me that.

[soprano singing]

Gravedigger...

my entire life,

I have been trying to capture

the wildness
I feel in my heart

by the tip of my quill,

and now I meet you,

I feel a queer relief

that heaven has already
composed my masterpiece.

That one of your poems?

You are...

everything

that my heart
has ever dreamed to say.

You are not a metaphor
for beauty.

You are...

beauty.

You are beauty.

Me?

[Lover] Yeah.

So, yeah,

I do come from
a long line of Gravediggers,

and it was all started
for some unknown reason

by my great, great,
great grandmother,

and it was actually her
that coined the phrase

that's been my family's motto
for hundreds of years,

one that I still turn to
in any difficult moment.

I must know,

what is it?

"Dig deep, dig hard,

never stop digging."

It's poetic.

Yeah.

[Gravedigger]
Will you wear this for me

and let me love you forever?

[Lover] Yes.

[Gravedigger] Now your finger
matches the ring.

Me mom always used to say

that the reason why you
put the ring on this finger

of your one and only
true lover

is because
the veins right here

run all the way
up to your heart.

[Lover] Tell me,

what do you want most
in this life?

I will work all of my days

to give it to you.

[Gravedigger] I see
all these funerals, yeah?

And what I want
more than anything

is to die very old,

in the arms of me lover,

who dies at the same moment

because that's how much
he loves me,

he can't live without me,

and then we are buried
in the same grave,

so we'll never be apart,

never ever,

and then we get
one of them big funerals,

where we're mourned
by tons of people,

especially our many children,

and their many children,

and their many children's
children.

[Lover] I will try.

[Lover writes] My love,
I left when you were sleeping.

You looked so beautiful
it nearly killed me.

For the past
many weeks of love,

I have kept a secret
locked away,

fearful it would spoil
your feelings for me.

My hand quivers now
as I confess.

I cannot have children.

[Gravedigger reads]
"But, my love,

now there is hope!

I've just been accepted
in a medical experiment

that takes place
across the ocean..."

[Lover writes] The doctors say

they may be able to reverse
the death inside of me.

I have taken
the morning's first vessel

with dreams in my heart.

I couldn't bear to tell you,

so I had to leave
without saying goodbye.

Please forgive me.

"I cannot plant a seed in you,

for all I have
are empty shells.

When I return,
my satchel full,

may we make love
to wedding bells.

While you wait for me,
tend to these roses..."

[Lover writes]
...tend to these roses,

a symbol of our growing love.

XX.

[wind blowing]

[farting]

[farting]

[church bells clanging]

Shacking up with the
gravedigger is one thing,

but now he's off gallivanting

on one of his sex pervert
vacations in Europe.

Apparently he's getting
fertility treatments.

Oh, he's getting fertility
treatments, all right,

and the nurses
are all wearing leather.

[all cackling]

[cackling echoing]

[shovel blade ringing]

[Gravedigger] Well, Mr. Moon,

Day 177,

and still no word
from me lover.

Every day
I think of offin' meself,

and the various methods
I could use to do the offing--

noose, mace, oven,
going to a leper colony--

but there's
the smallest part of me

that can't get me great,
great, great Granny's

famous family motto
out of me head.

Maybe love is about
digging deep and digging hard,

even when your shovel hits
into a rock or something.

[shovel clanging]

[Postman] Postcard!

[Lover writes] Months at sea,

I've reached the doctor

who will give my loins
a second start.

By now I hope you've got
those roses blooming

as you've made my heart.

Wait for me.

[Gravedigger] Oh, what the
hell was I thinking, Mr. Moon?

Here my lover left me
a bush of roses to care for,

and I left 'em
to get all saggy.

I'd best be studying up
on me botany,

and I'm making plans
to develop a fertilizer

that's gonna help
super-charge the rosebush.

[Postman] Postcard!

[Lover writes] The doctors
make my testes ache,

shock them, burn them,
turn them blue.

These pains are nothing

to the one that longs
to cum inside of you...

and again, and again,
and again.

[Gravedigger]
I love when he writes to me.

Distance really does
make the heart grow fonder.

Ah...

Oh, I hope he's impressed
by how big the bush is

when he gets
back into me arms.

Back into me arms...

[Postman] Postcard!

[Lover writes]
When foolish snobs

declare you stink

as though that weren't
your best feature,

recall my words
that special night

about my favourite
fetid creature.

You are not a metaphor
for beauty.

You are beauty.

All... of... my... love.

[crickets chirping]

[Postman] Postcard!

[Lover writes] Experimental
miracles have worked

and got my seed refreshed.

I'm coming home
to you, my love,

to thrust
in your hot, sticky flesh.

Don't wash.

[♪♪♪]

[ship's horn blaring]

Good afternoon.

Oh, hello.

[♪♪♪]

[sailor calling]
Anchors aweigh!

[deckboards creaking]

[♪♪♪]

[raindrop splatting]

Got a raindrop. [chuckling]

[sighing]

[thunderclap]

[wind howling]

[thunderclap]

[man shouting]
Save yourself!

[splashing]

[man] Save yourself!

Save yourself!

[gasping]

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

[crying out]

[thunderclap]

[sea shanty playing,
seabirds crying]

[drunken mumbling]

What?

[drunken mumbling]
...something yonder a thurr...

[mumbling]

What dat?

Over there yonder?

Oh... yeah.

Oh yeah.

What dat?

[sailor mumbling]

Right, get the stick,
get the stick.

[bagpipes playing]

[mumbling] Finger.

[Gravedigger]
Come home to me, lover...

Come home... lover...

Come home to me, lover...

...buried in the same grave...

[gasping]
...oh, come home to me...

buried in the same grave
so we'll never be apart.

Oh, lover...

Ah... [moaning]

[pounding on cottage door]

[moaning stops abruptly]

[pounding on door]

[heavy accent]
Eh, uh, Missy, uh...

I come to say
it be a sad day for you,

'cause, uh, your lover,

him drown at sea.

[drunken mumbling] We found
the finger in the bag there.

What?

[high, squeaky voice]
A-a finger!

It's in the bag.

[mumbling]
His ship has sunk, madam.

-He's drowned.
-What?

Your man, uh, we keep track
of all the shippin' log.

We got a finger there...

[mumbling]
...it went in the bag.

That's what that is
right there.

What?

[wind blowing]

His finger there,
it's in the bag.

In the bag?

What?

What do you mean, in the bag?

He's in the bag?

In the bag...

In the...
in the... in the bag.

He's in the ba--

in the bag?

In the bag... in the bag...

[thud]

[sobbing and thrashing]

Lost! Lost, lost.

Lost. Gone.

-[knocking]
-[gasping] Love!

Sir, we've brought you

some breakfast provisions.

I have no appetite.

You haven't eaten
in a fortnight, sir.

We've just brought you
little things.

A tea, and some starches
and sweets.

Bring me the poppy.

We're getting worried
about you, sir.

Don't make me ask again!

-Sir?
-Dammit, man!

[teacup rattling]

[lighter clicking]

[operatic recording playing]

[singing]

[Widower gasping and grunting]

[singing echoes]

[Widower] I thought love could
conquer death, my dear...

but I was wrong.

Wrong...

wrong... wrong...

[operatic recording playing]

[♪♪♪]

[rocking chair squeaking]

In the bag...

In the bag...

In the bag...

In the bag...

[rush of waves
and submerging voice]

[waves, voice bubbling,
cuckoo clock chiming]

[wind blowing]

[♪♪♪]

[Gravedigger]
I don't want to be

like one of those people

who dies all alone.

I'd rather die
than die that way.

Will you wear this for me...

[♪♪♪]

...and let me
love you forever?

[Lover] Yes... yes... yes...

[Gravedigger]
If I had a lover,

I would never let him go.

Never ever, never ever,
never ever, ever, ever...

Never stop digging.

-[thunderclap]
-[Gravedigger] No!

I love you so much,

and I will never stop,
never stop... never stop...

[♪♪♪]

Flowers...

Fertilizer?

Ah.

From seed to flower

is in my power.

Not to be haughty,

but why not a body?

Every seed has its fertilizer.

I just need
to figure out yours,

and I will, my darling.

I love you.

[shovel clanging]

Huh...

Tail can move

with body sliced.

Wriggle
with its body's life...

[gasping]

The lizard
I think holds elixir

that just might be
my perfect fixer!

A net?

On a rod.

On a what?

On a rod!

She was trying
to catch a husband.

She's gonna need a bigger net.

Lizards.

What?

She was catching lizards
by the dozen.

Or maybe
she's starting a pet store.

Well, she was very excited,

practically foaming
at the mouth.

Foam everywhere.

Well, if she can't bag a man,
why not try a lizard?

Unholy!

Unrighteous!

Unsurprising.

[screaming] Lizard!

[all screaming]

[smashing and screaming]

[winding record player]

[♪♪♪]

[Gravedigger]
Well, hello there, Mr. Moon.

Can you believe
I almost gave up on me lover

just because he's currently
only a finger?

Fat chance!

Now, how do I get
this thing to work?

Sushi method.

Unsuccessful.

Meat grinder method.

Unsuccessful.

Cheese grater method.
Unsuccessful.

Twist it till it hurts method.

Unsuccessful,
but we're getting closer.

Syringe method?

[gasping] Successful!

[♪♪♪]

Ooh... this will
work, me love,

I can feel it!

Tonight's the night!

[groaning] I can't wait
for you to come home.

Oh, my gosh, you're gonna
wrap your arms around my body,

and say you love me,

and say you need me,

and then we can make babies,
and then we can--

[slapping] Ah!

Get it together, man.

We have work to do.

[thunderclap]

[thunder, rain pouring]

If this lizard elixir works,

it will make your body grow

out of your finger!

And it will, my darling...

I love you.

[thunderclap]

This is the gardening tool

of a god!

[laughing maniacally]

[electricity crackling]

[door creaking open]

[voice shuddering]

[electricity crackling]

All right.

You can do it.

It's time.

Grow!

Come on!

Yes, me love, you can do it!

Come on!

We've put in so much work!

Okay.

You can do it, me love.

It's time!

Come on!

[shrieking]

[laughing and screaming]

Oh, yes!

I knew you were
in there, love.

I knew it!

[laughing]
Oh, you're waving at me!

[laughing]

Cheeky little devil.

Okay, now grow.

Grow!

[laughing] Yes!

Yes!

Yes, grow!

Grow! Grow!

Oh...

Okay, um...

Maybe make some room
for the body.

Um... a bit of a knuckle...

Uh...

Uh, don't forget the...

Oh...

Uh...

Oh, bother.

Uh-oh.

[thunderclap]

[♪♪♪]

Huh...

Hmm...

Don't worry, my love,
I will-- I will find a way.

Just a few more tweaks to go.

[faint squeaking]

Hmm?

[faint squeaking]

What?

[faint squeaking]

[squeaking]

Yes? What is it, love?

Uh...

I'm sorry, darling,

I don't really understand
what you're trying to say.

Didn't your mother never
tell you to point at nobody?

Why don't you go on
shove it up your nub!

I'm sorry I told you
to shove it up your nub.

That wasn't very nice of me.

It's just been a long day.

I didn't mean anything by it.

[faint squeaking]

Are you seriously
still pointing at me?

I call a truce,

and you keep pointing at me?

Do you think I'm stupid?

Quit it! You're pestering me!

Ah, God, I miss you.

Even fighting with you
is heavenly.

I want it all with you, baby.

Bickering in the kitchen.

Late-night fights.

[faint squeaking]

[growling]

I really friggin' wish
you would stop pointing at me

and just be happy for me!

I've gone through
all this work for us,

and-and it's not
enough for you!

I'm going to bed
to put on me jammies.

I hope you find your way
to bed okay.

[sighing]

[♪♪♪]

[faint squeaking]

[Gravedigger] Stop.

[faint squeaking]

Go away.

[faint squeaking]

Stop!

You've been a very bad finger,

and bad little fingers

must be punished.

[faint squeaking]

[gasping and moaning
passionately]

-[faint squeaking]
-Ooh...

Oh! Oh!

"Bo...dy."

"Body."

Body.

Body.

Oh! A body!

Oh, of course!

Why didn't I think of that?

Shall it be a man,

to match his sturdy chest?

[gasping]

Should it be a lady?

But then
you've got the breasts,

or should it be an older gent,

for organs more mature?

[gasping]

Oh, shit.

[Widower whispers] My love...

Hmm.

I only wish it could be me.

Oh, to be buried
in a blanket of dirt.

By George, I've got it!

Would it be mad

to dig up your dead sister

and use her body
for your return?

Hmm.

I can see
some would think it perverse,

but the truth is, she's gone.

But you, you still
have life in you.

I know it.

I've seen it,

and I think your sister

would want to
let you live, right?

You always said

she was about love
and everything,

and besides,
any reasonable sister

would allow me
to use her corpse.

Why, yes, naturally.

Forgive me.

Welcome to the workshop.

On behalf of your brother,

we would like
to thank you again

for your generous donation.

Um... you're looking
a little chilly,

so I'm just going to go ahead

and cover you up
with this little sheet here.

[♪♪♪]

And you really do
resemble your brother,

especially your...

fingers!

[blade ringing]

[laughter]

[ring rattling in jar]

[squelching]

The reason why

you put the ring
on this finger

of your one and only
true lover

is because the veins
right here

run all the way up

to your heart.

[thunderclap, rain pouring]

The lizard can
regrow its tail,

so if I reverse the current,

the tail will regrow
the lizard, so to speak.

Let's give it a go!

Okay, me love! Grow!

Grow, me love!

Come on!

I'm waitin' for ya!

I can feel you!

I can't wait to hold you
in me arms

and kiss you,

and make love to you!

You can do it!

Grow into that body of yours!

Grow for me, baby!

Grow!

[screaming] Grow!

Grow!

[screaming] Grow!

Come on, me lover!

[thunderclap]

Gravedigger...

[thunderclap]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[screaming gasp]

[screaming]

He's alive!

[screaming] He's alive!

He's alive!

[screaming] Oh! I am a god!

I am a god among men!

[♪♪♪]

Oh, Mr. Moon, I've got
me lover back into a body,

but I do think
the trauma of him dying

might have bruised up
his personality a bit.

He doesn't quite
seem like himself.

Nothing a bit of rehab
won't fix.

Huh.

Hmm.

[gasping]

Oh, good morning, darling.

You look beautiful.

[flapping]

Just finishing a thought here.

I'll be right with you.

Make yourself cozy.

[soft moaning]

Hmm.

[fire crackling]

[moaning]

[moaning]

[giggling]

[fire crackling]

[moaning]

[Gravedigger]
Do you want a milkshake?

[gasping]

[♪♪♪]

Good...

Mm...

Mm, yes, that's strawberry.

Yeah, your favourite.

Good job, Lover.

Ooh. Oh.

Okay, that's good, love.

Yummy. That's really yummy.

Okay, well, I've had enough.

I've had enough now, love.
That's for you.

It's not for me, it's for you.

Mm.

Oh.

Thank you, love.

But it's not for me.
That's for you.

I made that one for you.

[footsteps clicking]

[knocking]

Good evening, young sir.

Yes?

We come bearing news.

Terrible news.

What is it?

The gravedigger was seen
digging up your dead wife.

We're just dying
to know what happened.

She dragged the body
to her workshop.

No, no, no, darling.

There's all sorts of
delicate stuff in here!

-[snarling]
-Uh!

What's with you
treating me like a stranger?

[sniffing]

[sniffing]

Oh, that's it, darling,
you remember me?

[sniffing]

[tongue flapping]

Oh...

you used to love me smell!

[smashing]

Oh, no!

That's our elixir!

Oh, it took me
days to concoct!

Oh, no, not the lizzies!

No, don't do that!

Stop!

[gasping passionately]

What's so wrong about me?

Why you got so fixated
on the lizzies?

[gasping]

[gasping]

[passionate groaning]

[gasping]

[Dead Singer panting]

[gasping]

I see before me...

all I've wished
these long, painful hours.

[gasping in ecstasy]

Uh...

Is it really you?

My heart?

[echoes of soprano singing]

[gasping passionately]

[grunting]

-Stop!
-[grunting ferociously]

-Don't!
-[grunting increasing]

Stop!

[screaming climax]

[prolonged moaning scream]

[extended screaming]

[screaming tapering off]

[wheezing and harking]

[splatting]

[wheezing moaning]

What have you done
to my wife?!

He's not your wife.
He's my lover!

Devil! [blow clanging]

I'm no devil. I'm a lady.

How dare you violate her?!

[blows ringing]

Pervert!

[screaming]

[♪♪♪]

[Dead Singer groaning]

[Gravedigger] Lover!

Lover, get back here!

Lover!

She's gone!

No!

Night-night!

[thudding]

Lover!

Lover!

Lover! Where are you?

[faint moaning]

[squeaking gasp]

[Nun] Did you hear that?

We were... we were
just simply...

[moaning]

It is the long shaft of Satan!

[gasping]

He's come to punish us
for our sins!

[gasping]

[crying forlornly]

Lover?

Huh?

Oh...

That's your heel...

[gasping]
...and your long finger!

Oh...

Oh, no, nun's clothes.

Me love, did you kill a nun?

[sniffing]

[sniffing]

Hmm.

What?

[sniffing]

Pussy.

Lover! Lover!

It's me, the love
of your life!

[screaming] Remember?!

[grumbling]

[sighing]

He's got away again.

Can you imagine

getting brought back
from the dead by your beloved

only to piss off
into the wood?

What would make someone
do that for?

[gasping]

What if he's leaving

because he wants
a different kind of lady?

But he said
he would love me forever.

I don't think
I could handle it

if he didn't love me anymore.

I really don't think
I could handle it.

[growling]

It's his fault
I feel this way!

Ever since I had him,

his love's been like
a fish out of water,

wiggling in me hands
trying to break free.

I ought to bash his head in
to stop the wriggling, right?

But in all seriousness,
Mr. Moon,

when I do find him,

he is gonna need
to be restrained.

Gently, of course,

but firmly also.

Exceptionally firmly.

Just until he starts
acting like himself again,

and when I do find him...

[sighing]

I will never let him go!

Never, ever, ever!

Lover, yoo-hoo! Where are you?

[crying]

[sobbing desperately]

[distant man yodelling]

Yodelly-yodelly-yodelly-
ay-hee-hoo!

Yodelly-odelly-odelly-hee-hoo!

[wailing in reply] Ooh...!

Yodelly-odelly--

-[wailing in reply]
-odelly-hee-hoo!

[man calling] Hello!

I cannot hear you too vell.

There must be vater
in mine ears.

I can feel it
svishing around in zere,

like my brain is going
for a svim!

[laughing heartily]

[wailing in reply]

[wailing echoing]

I am medically blind
without mine glasses,

so I cannot see you either,

but whoever you are,

you must come in for a schwim.

Ze vater is marvellous!

[splashing]

Lover! Lover!

[horse nickering nearby]

Horse tied up there.

Did he steal a horse?

[Widower] Monster before me...

[Gravedigger] Hmm?

It's only me.

You have taken
my love's peace.

He is not your love.
He is my love!

[blade ringing]
Gravedigger...

You gave up on your love.
I didn't.

[roaring in battle]

[grunting]

Love...

Love can't conquer death.

My love has already
conquered death!

When you really love someone,

you don't let 'em go.

Not even death can steal 'em,

and if it do,

you keep digging,
and digging,

and digging, and digging,

and digging,

and digging, and digging

until you get him back!

[blade ringing]

Hmm?

[squealing and giggling]

[man] You sound chilly!

[giggling]

Don't worry,

your body
will turn on the heaters.

[chuckling]

-[tittering]
-Ja...

[finger splashing]

Oh!

I think zere is a stick
in ze vater.

[she giggles]

[splashing]

Oh!

It has just
hit me in the cock.

[laughing]

-[moaning and splashing]
-[man] Oh!

Let me make this stick
out of ze way.

[shuddering and gasping]

Huh? Oh.

Oh!

[laughing]

[man laughing]

[gasping passionately]

Ah...

Vat a delightful surprise
you are.

Go on and kill me.

I made a promise to me lover,

and I'll never break it,

never, ever!

You leave me no choice.

[blade ringing]

It gives me no pleasure
to speak of his...

lifestyle.

[Gravedigger]
What are you on about?

There were no
fertility treatments.

He has 12 bastards
by different women.

I don't know
who these women is,

but what we had is real.

[♪♪♪]

[moaning softly] Him...

Swim...

Swim...

Him...

Ja, ve are schwimming.

-[laughing]
-[giggling and gasping]

[laughing]

Don't make me tell you more.

Liar!

There was a line
he repeated at parties

toward every newly flowered
cousin or niece.

"You are not a metaphor
for beauty..."

[Lover] You are...

beauty.

"You are beauty"?

You are beauty.
You are beauty.

Are beauty.

You are beauty.

You are beauty. Beauty.

You are-- are-- are-- beauty.

[screaming] No!

[bones crunching]

[man gurgling]

[giggling passionately]

[man gurgling]

I will... to kill.

[Gravedigger raging]

[bell ringing]

I was lying.

I never loved you.

I am so glad I'm dead

so I don't
have to smell you anymore.

[coughing and gagging]

Rest in puke, Gravedigger.

Hmm. Hmm?

Believe me, Gravedigger,
we both wish you were dead!

And once you reverse
that demonic spell

you've cast on her body,

I may grant that wish!

H'yah!

[horse neighing]

[♪♪♪]

[neighing]

[footsteps]

Hello.

Hello...

Just... out for a walk.

Lovely day.
[chuckling nervously]

Just... out for a ride.

-Good.
-Lovely.

Good.

Peace be with you.

Hallelujah.

-H'yah!
-[horse neighing]

[♪♪♪]

[Dead Singer]
Now that you are dead,

there's something
I should said.

I'm part his finger,

part her body,

part the lizard,

new and naughty.

[door banging open]

And I want you to join me!

[footsteps clicking]

Father...

Father!

News of necrophilia, Father.

[thunderclap]

It's the gravedigger.

She's been indecent...

With the corpses.

[thunderclap]

Oh, my god, woman,

you're the foulest
of creatures.

[Gravedigger] Piss off.

-Eat.
-[spitting]

[blade ringing]

Eat the bloody hare,
Gravedigger.

Go on, then.

A brave bastard.

Go on, do me in.

I used to be
a brave bastard myself.

I've never run from a fight.

Never once in my life

have I ever stood down!

I would have...

I would have killed
a thousand men for her!

I would have died
a thousand deaths for her,

and then once more!

I would have
rolled in the mud!

I would have...

[grunting]

I would have...

[grunting]

[screaming in rage]

[whispering]
But I could not kill death.

Now that she's...

Now that she's gone...

it feels like...

it feels like...

it feels like...

[Gravedigger]
The days are long

and the sky is black?

Yes.

Me bruised and bloody
heart's been cracked.

[Widower] Yes.

I miss you so much
I wish I was dead.

[Widower] Yes.

Dead in me 'eart
and dead in me 'ead.

[Widower] Yes!

So take me shovel
and dig me hole...

[Widower] Yes?

...and bury me body
and bury me soul.

[Widower] Yes.

Until I bring you
back to life...

What?

...I'll keep the pledge
made as your wife...

...to love you forever

and ever and ever.

I suppose that's
the difference

between you and me.

Death has knocked me
to my knees,

and I haven't
the courage to stand again.

[drinking]

Oi.

[church bell tolls]

[ringing handbell]

[wind blowing]

[calling] God's children!

[bell clanging]

I got word from God!

[bell clanging]

[snoring]

[nearby snoring]

[snoring]

[Gravedigger] Oh...

Me notebook.

Huh?

He must have stole it
from me workshop

when I knocked him out
there earlier.

Postcards from me lover.

[Lover writes] You are not
a metaphor for beauty.

You are beauty.

[Gravedigger] That's how
he knew what me lover said!

He read it in a postcard!

[gasping]

Widower was lying.

Lying so I would do
what he said!

[shouting echoing]

You do love me?

You do!

[♪♪♪]

You do!

[♪♪♪]

[Gravedigger] Love deep.

Love hard.

Never... stop... loving.

You do love me!

[sighing]

[gasping]

Dammit, Pervert!

[Gravedigger] Mr. Moon!

Oh, I can feel

the judging eyes
of me grandmom,

me great-grandmom,

and all the way up

to the very first
gravediggers.

While I was wasting time
with the Widower,

I just know me lover has
returned home to me cottage.

Oh, Mr. Moon...

[grunting]

...love is an education.

[wolf howling]

God, I can hear your message.
I feel it.

I feel it deeply within me.

We gotta kill
that gravedigger

is what I'm hearing
in your message.

-[thunderclap]
-Kill, kill, kill, kill!

Damned be the gravedigger!

She be desecrating
the community

digging up the corpses, man,
fuckin' the corpses.

-Corpse-fucker!
-Corpse-fucker!

Corpse-fucker, corpse-fucker!

What's going on?
[muttering] something...

-Kill her!
-Let's see some blood!

[squeaky high voice]
Let's go!

Come on, join us, friend!

We're gonna kill
the gravedigger!

-[thunderclap]
-The necrophiliac,

we're gonna hunt her down,

and we're gonna
gut her like a fish,

'cause she took God's word,
and she defiled it!

[gasping] Oh, no!

A ruckus in me workshop.

Break that door down!

Break that door
down right now!

I can see on the other side
of that door is evil,

so break that door right down.

Kick that door down
with all of your might!

Don't worry, Lover!
I'll save you!

Stand back!

-Ah!
-What?! -Oh!

Go on, get away!

[incoherent shouting]

[shovel blade ringing]

[roaring]

Gravedigger! You are a sinner
of the most despicable kind!

God will punish you
for your sins!

[Gravedigger] Huh, God?

I ain't afraid of no god!

The only thing I'm afraid of

is dying without love!

And I'd rather die
a thousand deaths

than let that happen!

[shovel blade ringing]

[angry mob shouting]
Kill her! Kill her!

-Get that--
-Kill the bitch!

[angry mob shouting]

[Gravedigger]
Take a whiff of this!

[♪♪♪]

Oh!

[gagging and wheezing]

[screaming]

Father! [incoherent shouting]

There's a priest on the floor!

Father! Father! Father!

[♪♪♪]

Lover!

Lover!

Where are you?

If-if you're hiding from me--

[moaning]

Oh, Lover, there you are.

[Dead Singer] We locked eyes
floating in the ocean...

Oh, thank God.

[Dead Singer] ...soaking wet
in Cupid's potion...

Oh, yes.

Yes, I'll never forget
our special swim.

[Dead Singer] Your voice,

it met me on the shore,

and instantly,
I needed more...

And you're rhyming again!

[Dead Singer] I loved you
till your final breath,

and loved you doubly
into death!

Oh, yes, I will love you.

Through death I will love you.

Your body,
cold and soft and blue,

whispered sweetly
what to do...

Blue?

Me skin isn't exactly blue,
darling.

[gasping]

[♪♪♪]

[mob shouting]
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Who the hell is this?!

[mob shouting] Kill!
Kill the gravedigger! Kill!

Kill the gravedigger!

Kill! Kill! Hear God's word!

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

[Widower] I thought love

could conquer death, my dear,

but I was wrong...

...or maybe I was right.

[echoes of soprano singing]

[shouting] For love!

[♪♪♪]

-[gasping]
-[blade slashing]

Huh?

So handsome!

So brave!

So available.

[shouting]
Kill the gravedigger!

Not if I have anything
to do with it.

[roaring and slashing]

[thudding]

[boxing round bell dinging]

Rest in peace.

[steam whistle blaring]

Liar!

You lied to me!

You never loved me!

You-you are repulsive!

You are a liar!

You are a coward!

You are a slimy piece of shit,
and I wish you was dead!

Dead in the dirt
where you belong!

You freak!

You... you don't deserve
another minute of this life

that I granted you!

You ungrateful worm!

[slashing]

[gurgling]

[gurgling]

[gurgling]

Raah!

[body thudding]

[spitting]

Gravedigger!

[Dead Singer]
I've roamed around

and seen a few.

The only one I want is you.

I'll love you
with my dying breath.

Without you,
life is waking death.

Good... God,
he's really in there.

By sewing on a stolen part,

I'll give our love
a second start.

[echoes of soprano singing]

I'll leave you two alone.

Good day.

-H'yah! H'yah!
-[horse neighing]

[laughing] Yes!

[furious laughter]

[thunderclap]

I took the lively life
from you

and halted every fidget.

Now I will make you
just like me,

a corpse with a new digit.

[thunderclap]

[slashing and cutting]

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

[♪♪♪]

♪ I heard your heart beat ♪

♪ So the blood must flow ♪

♪ Sad what ya lack ♪

♪ You never can borrow ♪

♪ Oh, no ♪

♪ Yes, you are old ♪

♪ You can't go back to start ♪

♪ You better get practicin' ♪

♪ If you want
those lips to part ♪

♪ 'Cause you got everything ♪

♪ You've got everything ♪

♪ Yeah, you've got
everything ♪

♪ But a smile ♪

♪ Na na na na ♪

♪ I was a witness at
some imitation of yourself ♪

♪ That's where
I got the gist ♪

♪ That if you can't smile ♪

♪ I know you can't kiss ♪

♪ Still, you got everything ♪

♪ Yeah, you've got
everything ♪

♪ Oh, you've got everything ♪

♪ But a smile ♪

♪ Na na na na ♪

[waves lapping]