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| EPISODE ONE: STAFF DEVELOPMENT |
| MR CORNELIUS Come in. The door opens and The Grim Reaper enters. He walks over to the desk. MR CORNELIUS Ah, good afternoon, Mr�? GRIM REAPER I am death. MR CORNELIUS Right� GRIM REAPER I am here for your soul. MR CORNELIUS Hmm, quite. Er, I think there�s been a little misunderstanding, you see � GRIM REAPER It is time. MR CORNELIUS Time? (checks watch) Oh, time! Yes, quite, quite. Mr Cornelius presses a button on his intercom and a woman answers. It is Miss Hargreaves from the previous sketch. MISS HARGREAVES Hello? MR CORNELIUS Julia? It�s Trevor�can we have two cups of tea � He addresses The Grim Reaper. MR CORNELIUS Do you take sugar? The Grim Reaper remains silent. MR CORNELIUS (back to intercom) �Yes, just bring the sugar bowl with you. (to The Grim Reaper) Tea�s on it�s way. GRIM REAPER Your time as a mortal is through. MR CORNELIUS Well, funnily enough, I was thinking that the other day. You see, I was sitting on the settee at home with the old trouble and strife at the weekend � terrible pain in the chest! Honestly, thought I was going to croak it, I did. Anyway, the wife says I ought to ring the doctor and I said �I can�t do that, not after he had that operation, it wouldn�t be right� you know�so, that was pretty intense. GRIM REAPER You talk too much. It is time for us to return to the Other Place. The door opens and Miss Hargreaves enters carrying a tray, her nurses� uniform and make up all messed up. MR CORNELIUS Ah Julia�just set the tray down here, if you please. MISS HARGREAVES Will that be all, Trevor? MR CORNELIUS Yes thank you, Julia. Have you met Mr� GRIM REAPER Death. MR CORNELIUS Mr Death, yes. MISS HARGREAVES I don�t believe I�ve had the pleasure, no. She curtsies and turns to go back out. As she walks, we see her knickers have been tucked into her short skirt. MR CORNELIUS Ah Julia, your underwear might need a little rearranging. Miss Hargreaves checks her knickers, and leaves them as they are. MISS HARGREAVES Silly! It�s the fashion this year, you know. It�s called the �Post-Frantic Office Party Shag Look�. It�s all the rage. Miss Hargreaves turns and leaves. Mr Cornelius clears his throat and turns to the Grim Reaper, and takes his glasses off to clean them. MR CORNELIUS Lovely girl, lovely. Never find a better receptionist. Of course, she looks after old Nance downstairs � that man in the street must have been another vict�patient of his. Anyway, where were we Mr�? GRIM REAPER Death. |
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