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It ain't my fault there's no fish!
Haven't you caught anything?
Of course! I got loads of stuff!
Dad! She don't want any more boots!
They're the latest styles.
Inger! I need fish.
You can't make beer with boots.
You've not tried dad's homebrew then?
*** off.
You got anything else?
Not really...
Just this treasure chest.
***!
Dad! Dad!
Not now Herring!
Dad! It's raining fish!
Free supper!
I wonder if there's any haddock!
Yes. Definitely some haddock.
Ho there Herring...
They say it's good luck when it rains fish.
Is that right Crabby?
So what flavour luck is it?
Mmm!
Halibut.
Pollack.
Urchin.
Urchin?
Poor little fishes...
Poor nothing.
This is gonna save us a fortune on food bills!
Why you hitting them? Ain't they already dead?
YEAH!!
Come on you! Grab some fish before it's all gone!
Don't like it. Want a lolly! Want a sweetie!
Don't you know... raining fish is good luck!
Not for the fishies.
You missed a bit!
Over here Herring!
There's always a hot spot when it rains fish...
You just got to know where it is!
Getting closer!
I can feel it!
I reckon it's just here!
***!
Found it.
Holy crab!
Out of me way!
OI!
Old Jiggit! That's not fair!
I know.
Look at all that good luck!
You've got your crimson, taupe, cerise...
some other favourites at the moment...
Ivory, creme-de-menthe, puce.
Very nice Fred...
You got any blue? Any white?
We're running a bit low on those Inger.
Try something new!
Thing is Bob...
I need this jumper fixed.
Look at the weave on that!
Don't get Yumpa wool as soft as that these days...
Tell you what. I'll go harvest some more wool. Come back tomorrow...
and I'll fix it then.
Thanks.
Guess I'll have to wear it as-is for the funeral.
I don't suppose anyone will come.
Dad wasn't well liked.
No no.
I'm sure everyone will be there to say good riddance to him.
I'm not going.
Old Jiggit was a ***.
How dare you speak of the dead like that!
Hypocrite!
You was always calling him a ***!
***!
***!
***!
Aye, but he were alive then...
Anyway...
What do you think your Mother would have said?
You know I don't speak mermaid!
She'd have said your jumper stunk like fish bait.
Funerals is a very serious business Herring.
You don't have the proper respect!
And that's why you're going in this minging jumper is it?
Don't knock it!
This jumper's got history!
My Daddy had this jumper.
So did his father.
And my great granddaddy.
Well... you know we don't talk about him.
But his father, he wore it and he were a founder!
Exactly. It's a relic. And now it's a bloody liability!
What do you mean!?
Ever since you got rained on by them fish...
Those seagulls have got a taste for it.
They're not still out there?
Doesn't matter.
Your Mum always said there's three things to remember about funerals.
One. Never shout at the relatives.
Two. Never touch the corpse.
Three. Always wear your best outfit. That's why I is wearing this jumper!
Well I'm not going if you're wearing it!
It reeks!
Nothing a bit a fresh air won't cure!
Melons!
Melons!
You want a melon?
Sweet melon!
You want me slice my juicy melons with the big knife?
To slice them?
To kill them?
To cut them open and see their insides spilling all over the road?
What kind of a little boy are you?
Melons!
Melons!
That's that then. No point going to the funeral now.
NO! I'm going. And so are you!
Can't make me!
Crabby will be there.
I might have to mention you had a touch of fin rot.
Fine! I'll go. But it's under protest!
Alright little Yumpa... just need a bit more wool.
Eh? What?
Yumpa?
Yumpa?
NOOOOOOOOOOO!
I'm heading off now...
It's going to take me a while to get there in this.
You can't go in that!
I can! This is my second best outfit!
When I was a young man, without a care
I heard a tale of maidens of la mer
I could not believe that it be true
Until I fell in love with you
At the sea of songs a beauty I saw
Like a mermaid she was but something more
The legs of a woman, and the head of a fish
You were my love...
...my wife, my wish.
ICE CREAM!
I've killed it!
Me own little Yumpa!
What are we gonna do?
It was the only one!
The only one?
I've wiped out A WHOLE SPECIES!
I'M A MONSTER!
Never mind that...
No Yumpa means no business!
Who cares about the business!?
I'M A MONSTER!
This demonstrates the perils of a limited supply chain.
If only we could bring it back to life...
Hey goose face! Knock me a guzzlin' foam!
I TOLD YOU!
YOU'RE BARRED!
Alright Duck. Pint please!
You expecting a flood or something?
There's nothing wrong in paying your respects in high quality rubber.
Here. Try this... my new funeral beer.
What's the bucket for?
You'll see.
It's horrible!
Wait for it... the aftertaste is very special.
Oh aye. Lovely.
But then it gets worse again.
Ah Pip! Funeral beer?
Aye!
Sad business with Old Jiggit.
Yes. Of course.
Mind you, no-one liked the old son of a ***.
You as well, eh? Glad he's dead are you?
You can talk...
with your Herring bringing that big sign.
What sign?
What the bloody hell is that?
I'm not breaking any of Mum's three rules!
Oh very clever.
So Old Jiggit was hated all round, no one's going to miss him and a lot of people are glad he's dead.
Okay! I agree he was ***'s ***'s ***!
Do you think Young Jiggit's gonna feel any better about that when he sees your sign?
Why don't you ask him?
Why don't...
Young Jiggit...
Let me buy you drink...
Well Doctor? What do you think?
What do I think?
What do I think?
WHAT do I THINK?
About the animal!
The Yumpa!
Oh that. It's dead!
We know!
Can you bring it back to life?
Of course...
People are doing that all the time these days...
Really?
No! I'm a scientist not a wizard!
Are wizards cheaper?
You can't put a price on genius!
Want a bet?
Dad would have hated this.
No bloody respect anywhere!
Er... Young Jiggit. I was wondering if you could fill in a form?
Customer satisfaction, that kind of thing.
Is now really the time Graham?
Oh yes! I have to get ‘em while it's still fresh...
In the memory you know, otherwise the research is invalid.
Question one. Are you satisfied that your father is really dead?
Question two. if you were to experience a bereavement again, what would you change?
Question three. would you like to subscribe to my weekly newsletter... The End is Nigh.
Graham...
Go away.
I was wondering Inger... could we sing a song in honour of Dad...
I've written one specially.
I didn't know you were musical!
Well... of course!
All the minstrels are here.
Yan
Tan
Tether, Mether
Crabby
Pip
Yanadick
Tanadick
Tetheradick
Metheradick
Bumfit
Yanabum
Tanabum
Tetherabum
and...
Metherabum
This is more like it...
a proper respectful gesture!
What‘ave you done with my little Yumpa!?
Amazing!
It's vanished!
Oh no. There it is.
Now... this is the cloning machine.
All we need to do is press some buttons somewhere...
What do you know? I scored a jackpot.
I might retire!
Here we go! A living Yumpa clone.
Problem solved!
It's just a big bee you nonce!
Trick of the light!
The business is ruined!
There's nothing more I can do!
We'll have to go back to our old job.
Which was...?
Beating people up.
There's loads more I can do!
We've just gotta go back to the drawing board.
No. Nothing there.
Let's look in here.
Now hang on a moment!
If we can't clone the living beast...
perhaps we can clone the wool!
Can you do that?
Give me a couple of hours and I'll have a miracle!
This requires some serious stimulation.
Take the candy.
Take the candy.
Take the candy.
Take the candy.
TAKE THE CANDY!
Old Jiggit was a man who was always old Old Jiggit was a fool with a heart so cold
Old Jiggit was my dad, more’s the pity for me Old Jiggit made my life a misery!
But at least one good thing can now be said Old Jiggit kicked the bucket, that’s right, he’s dead
He’s dead! He’s dead!
See ya ***, don’t come back No one liked you, that’s a fact!
He’s dead! He’s dead!
No one liked the old swine Being mean all the time!
He’s dead! He’s dead!
Bury him, burn him, chuck him in the sea Whatever you do, doesn’t matter to me!
He’s dead!
He’s dead! He’s dead!
He’s dead! He’s dead! He’s dead!
HOORAY!
Old Jiggit was a man who was cruel to his son
Old Jiggit made him work from the age of one
Old Jiggit was tight, the worst kind there is
Old Jiggit never washed and smelled of ***
He’s dead!
But... no one comes out here! They're all nutters!
Maybe. But if science can't help us, maybe religion can!
I hear you is inclined in a religious way...
and got thinking maybe you can help?
You staring at me?
Indeed, I am Oracle Lidless.
Our eyelids have been circumcised...
so that we might always see God's wonders.
Yeah. Right...
Well... what about it?
Bringing things back to life and that?
Ah! I see!
An offering!
To be burned and eaten!
Hey! Get yer hands off him!
Lidded fool!
See!
See what comes of seeing through the lidded eye!
Violence!
Impulsiveness!
Animal love!
You're dead! You're dead!
Deady deady dead!
You know he made me clean that floor every bloody day!
If I had my way... I'd shove that mop right up his...
Shut up you miserable swine!
Er... Dad. that's rule one.
No shouting at the relatives.
Haven't you no respect for your old pa at all?
Er... Dad. That's rule two.
Don't touch the corpse.
Eh? Oh!
How dare you!
You turn up here looking like a giant ***...
That's rule three. best outfit.
Hasn't worked out.
What do you know about death anyway?
Dad! Let's go home.
From what I hear...
when your old lady died...
people couldn't decide whether to bury her...
or fillet her for dinner!
DAD!
DAD!
Did you see that?
Assault!
Assault!
AH SHUT UP!
Come closer my children.
What vexes thee?
Oracle! You gotta help my poor little Yumpa!
Them Lidless freaks wanted to eat him.
The Lidless are devils!
Infidels! Heathens!
You should have come to me in the first place.
I just want my little Yumpa back...
Yeah! Can you do it?
All those that see the world are tainted by it!
That is why we sew up our eyelids.
Is that a yes or a not really?
Sadly you brought this Yumpa too late for the lidding...
It surely now burns for all eternity...
writhing in agony and everlasting pain!
Well...
Thank you for your time.
Before you go...
Could you hit me...
Hit me very, very hard?
The pain!
The delicious pain!
Dad! Come back!
Dad!
And your symptoms?
Everywhere I go. I'm afraided. All I wanted was a lolly.
You should come to Witch sooner.
Here is lolly.
Oh! Brilliant!
Now I give you free look at future, yes?
Cool!
What? What is it?
You will die.
You will die!
You will die! You will die!
You will die! You will die! You will die!
YOU!
YOU! WILL!
YOU! WILL! DIE!
The horror. The horror.
The horror.
You go home Fred...
Get some rest.
There you are!
Look at this!
Amazing!
Took no time at all!
You know what this means?
If it means you'll be leaving again I can't tell you how happy I am.
This could revolutionise business.
We could open a factory.
Half the labour costs.
You mean this things going to make you rich?
Too right!
Would you excuse me a moment?
I have to amend an invoice.
At least I've got my lolly!
It tastes like fish!
Fred!
Our troubles are over! Look at this!
Two months and we're gonna be totally mechanised!
It's top quality stuff! I'll show ya!
Help! Fred!
Help me!
What's a matter?
It's itchy!
Really itchy!
Oh my... I'm bleeding!
Must be the bee hair... very coarse is bee hair.
What are you doing?
It's penance for killing the Yumpa ain't it!?
This can be my hair shirt!
Pain! That'll teach me!
Don't be ridiculous!
It's all my fault Bob! There's nothing we can do!
No Fred... there is something.
We're gonna give poor old Yumpa a proper burial...
You and me... that's what.
When I was a young man, without a care...
I heard a tale of maidens of la mer...
I did not believe it could be true...
Dad?
You alright?
Truth is Herring...
You were right.
I'am a hypocrite.
Don't be silly!
Young Jiggit was really pushing his luck.
No. I mean I hate funerals.
All of them.
Well, nobody likes them.
Great Granddad did.
Used to take me as a boy.
Was a chance for him to dress up.
And he liked a good buffet lunch...
Especially them little pickles they do. Always made him fart.
Dad!
There you were. Quiet moment. Very serious. And...
Stop it!
But I am a hypocrite.
I didn't go to your Mum's funeral.
Couldn't face going in could I?
Does that mean I weren't there too?
No. You were there alright...
In your little pram.
Great Granddad took you...
Went in his best stockings.
Shame really...
Cause your Mum never liked fish nets.
We could have our own little funeral if you want.
Here.
For Mum.
You and me.
Pay our respects.
What do you say?
I suppose.
Though I'm not really dressed for the occasion am I...
And your Mum wasn't too keen on harpoons neither.
We commit the body and soul of Old Jiggit to swim in the deep blue...
...with the little fishes.
And we commit our memories of him...
Oh get on with it!
Good riddance you old ***!
This was his favourite spot... we should bury him here.
Right! Let's get it done.
Eh Fred? What's this?
It's a egg!
A egg!
It's a baby Yumpa!
Bob! I'm a Mommy!
Yeah!
And Daddy's back in business!
Do you remember Great Grandad's funeral?
Oh yes.
There he was, laid in state in his favourite bikini...
I supposed something just relaxed in him, and...
Those were his last words.
You made me a jumper out of this little fella?
That's right Inger. an exact copy...
You should feel the quality of the wool...
I can't feel a thing!
Exactly. how soft is that!
Obviously it comes at a premium.
And here's the item itself!
I know what your thinking.
How the bleedin hell am I gonna get in there!
But... just try it!
Blow me down with a barnacle!
And here's your hanger!
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