("Handbags and Gladrags" instrumental)
A documentary crew arrived at David Brent's house. Brent used to be the manager of Wernham Hogg's Slough branch, but now he was a traveling salesman. One of the camera operators knocked on the door. David answered.
"You people again? Didn't you get enough footage last Christmas?"
"Are you aware of what's going on?" one of the camera operators asked.
"You are annoying me on your day off is what you're doing. I can't talk right now. I am currently on my way to meet my girlfriend Carol's parents."
"Have you seen the news?"
"No. Not really."
"Look around you, David!"
David looked around and saw a handful of people walking slowly on the sidewalks.
"What's with all the drunks?" David asked.
"They are not drunk, fool! They are undead! They've been all over the news! It all started in London!"
"Okay. I see what's going on. You are trying to play a joke on me to make me look stupid. Good day, and go away."
A zombie drew closer and bit one of the camera operators in the arm. He dropped his camera. Blood spilled out of the hole in his arm as he screamed.
"Jesus Christ!" David said.
One of the members of the documentary crew picked up the camera and hit the zombie in the face with it. Blood covered the lens. The zombie fell backward. David ran inside and got his pet labrador, Nelson. He ran back out and put the dog in the backseat of his car.
"Let's get the f**k out of here!" David said.
He got into the driver's seat and drove away. The documentary crew followed.