Dear God Page #5

It is to me. After I crashed|and burned as a lawyer,

I had to find|something less stressful.

What we workaholics, yes, my name|is Rebecca and I am a workaholic,

call a recovery job. I have|my serenity and I'm still able...

I'm still able to do pro bono work.

Excuse me. But what does it mean,|"The eagle has landed"?

That means it's pay day.

Whispering Wendy Smith.

Wendy Smith? No? We lost cheque.

You know, Whispering Wendy.

Hold on. Can't locate Smith? OK.

Dooly. Herman Dooly. Thank you.

Smith? OK, good.

What is with that guy?

Dooly's our other burnout.

Behind this one?

Dooly was a carrier. Memorised|the entire Los Angeles phone book.

Then one day, he snapped. Bit a dog.

Ramon. Can I get to|the Dead Parcel Room this way?

- Dead Parcel?|- Dead Parcel. Where's Vladek?

Vladek is smoking!

Vladek?

Tom. Did you cash your cheque?

Yeah, I actually thought|this would be a little more.

Gross. People think|we swim in sea of gross

but we are caught in net of net.

Taxes. That's what|everybody complains about.

- What?|- That's what every... Never mind.

Come. I take you to|Dead Parcel Room. Getting off.

Dead bracelets, dead Rolex...

And why is all this here?

All of this gets auctioned off|but we cannot go. Why? Postal rules.

After all, if employees|could bid on lost parcels,

there would be dramatic increase|in undeliverable packages. You agree?

That is why Big Brother|is always watching.

They deliver us from temptation.

- There's people scoping us out?|- Sometimes.

Why sometimes?|Am I asking too much?

No. This is Mr Addison's shift.

He's old, he naps.

- It's a problem.|- It's not easy for old people.

You're good boy, Tom. Slow but good.

I want you to memorise and learn|all inventory for tracing purposes.

Terrific! I was gonna ask, should I|start in the back here or just...

Vladek?

Thank you, God.

That's not too gaudy.

- Tom?|- Guys, where you been?

What are you doing?

I was just running|a trace on something.

Well, hurry. Idris has to lock up.|Tracing? What tracing?

I found this package in there.

A bunch of junk, really.

Some of it's kind of nice.|It's going to Normandy.

Normandy Arms. 2... 2F.

I thought if could find the right...

I learned all this here, you know.|Just find... There it is.

Nine-zero-zero-six.

"Tom, how did you learn all that?"|I looked it up earlier.

Probably one of those stupid things|kids are doing these days.

What are they called? Care packages.|I'll send it out later.

Ramon is making his rounds now.

Perfect. That guy's like clockwork.

- Morning pick-ups.|- That's very good, Tom.

Bring the dead back to life,|like postal resurrection.

- Yes!|- It's not that funny.

- No. Sucking up to the boss.|- That's funny.

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