Night of the Living Dead 3D: Re-Animation

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I can't believe you have

done this to my husband.

- I'm truly sorry, Mrs Block.

- Sorry?

- You made him look like a clown!

- I was stunned as you are, Mrs Block.

This will have consequence, Mr Tovar.

You will see.

- Jesus, Mary and Joseph called.

- Good morning, Mr Tovar.

You made Mr Block look like a punk.

What were you thinking?

I was trying to make him look nice.

- I'm sorry?

- Younger, maybe.

Mr. Block wasn't young,

wasn't nice, he wasn't skinny.

And painting his face up

ain't gonna change that.

I'm sorry.

Our job is to make the

deceased look good for the families.

Now I got a lot on my mind right now,

and you're not making things easier.

The first eye witness

accounts of this grisly development

came from people who were understandably

striking and almost incoherent ...

- Aunt Lou?

- Good morning, Junior.

- You got a minute?

- Always for you, Junior.

Aunt Lou, I'll tell you.

I've just about had it with that girl.

- Service didn't go well?

- No, it did not.

DyeAnne cosmetized

the body for viewing.

I thought she was ready.

Needless to say, Mrs Block

was none too pleased.

- Three strikes?

- Well ... Yeah.

Alright, I'll give DyeAnne

her 2 weeks notice.

You just pretend like

you don't know anything.

- Just got too much on my mind right now.

- Of course you do.

Thank you.

Oh, got the Del Amos

waiting in your office.

And I set up an interview with a really

nice young woman looking for a job.

- Two appointments this morning?

- Junior, she's a mortuary school graduate.

You really should meet her.

Real nice, smart.

I know she can't replace

Bobby Kimball, but ...

if you get along with her,

she could do Bobby's work.

- An institute?

- That's right. Graduated from P.I.M.S.

You didn't say anything

about salary, did you?

Okay.

No more appointments this week, right?

The computer says ...

No ...

I gotta go check on

something. I'll be right back.

Just give the Del Amos ... some

more copy of a magazine or something.

- Well, you know I will.

- Thank you.

- ... over there and then we'll be

able to give a more definite view.

Thank you very much, Chief McHullond.

This is Bill Cardill,

WIIC, Teville Avenue.

- Good morning, Gerald.

- Morning, Russ.

I'm just getting started here.

I can see that.

Russ, who's car is that?

Oh, yeah. I was going to

tell you. This guy came by ...

What guy?

Werner Gottshok, State Inspector

Division of Funeral Cemetery.

Russ, did this Gottshok

guy say anything?

He just handed me his card

since there was no one around.

And you just let him?

He seems real official.

I don't know, I thought you were

expecting him or something.

- I mean, he's from the state.

- Where did he go?

- The cemetery, the old hill, I think.

- Oh hell!

Russ, keep that cage locked!

I will keep it locked, Gerald.

Thing is, now I sometimes

gonna walk out of here.

Help me.

Help me.

I'm sorry, Mr Gottshok.

I truly am.

- What?

- I didn't mean it to be this way.

Russ, well I told you!

No deliveries right now.

Okay, stop, stop, stop!

Find the guy?

Yeah, I found the guy.

That's all taken care of.

No deliveries from them,

until further notice.

But they're with that company.

I know what company they're with.

You just go tell 'em.

Okay, I'll tell 'em.

I don't know. He doesn't

want you here right now.

- What's with the bloody shovel?

- What?

Bloody shovel.

Why are you ...?

Gophers. Forget about the

damn shovel will you, Russ.

- Have you left that door open today?

- What?

- No.

- Big boy.

Yes, for a couple of minutes.

I went inside to get some water.

- Sh*t!

- What?

Sh*t!

That door locked now?

- Yes

- Give me the keys.

What is the big deal?

It couldn't have been opened

for more than a couple of minutes.

Morning, folks. I'm Gerald Tovar,

your new Funeral Director.

Francis Del Amo.

- My wife, Honey.

- Well, that's a sweet name.

- It's nice to meet you, Mr Tovar.

- How are you folks this morning?

Can't complain.

I'm sorry. There's

no smoking in here.

Right.

So, what can Tovar & Son

Mortuary do for you?

Dad's in a nursing home, and

they said it could be any time now.

- So we thought we should make a plan.

- Ahh, funeral package.

We have a few to choose from.

If you like, later we can

look at the casket selection.

We have mainly half couches,

steel, fiberglass, wood.

I like a nice oak myself.

Well, we don't exactly

know what Dad wants.

But he has always

been very ... frugal.

Cheap.

Nice. Well.

I don't necessary

recommend it, Mrs Del Amo

but our most economical

model is a cloth cover casket.

We call it the "minimum casket".

Basically, fiberboard

covered with black felt.

Dignified, very affordable.

Mr. Tovar, since dad

never really talked about it,

and now we can't express his wishes

We were thinking ...

Cremation.

I see.

- Did I frighten you?

- No, it wasn't you.

Something happened back on the road

there. We stopped and speak to some men.

Oh, the driver told us they weren't

men at all, but said they were corpses.

- So, Christine.

- Ah, Cristie.

Alright, Cristie. I see you

got references. That's good.

If you don't mind me asking Mr Tovar,

where did you get your mortuary training?

Right here.

On the job, with my daddy.

I didn't really plan on anything.

It just sort of work out that way.

So you took over the family

business here from your father?

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