Porry Ro Ghoul Script -

MATRON SKULL Faster, you little grub. The Guild pays two shillings a pound for Grade-A Tibia. You’ve given me eleven ounces.

PORRY (To the audience) So. That’s the gig. Raise the First Mom, break the system, and don’t get turned into hardscaping. For the first time in my life… I’m not hungry. Porry Ro Ghoul Script

PORRY (Without looking up) The rat got the rest. MATRON SKULL Faster, you little grub

MATRON SKULL (60s, built like a brick shithouse, wearing a leather apron) looms. MATRON SKULL Faster

PORRY Sorry about the mix-up, Mr. Higgins. Your wife said "rest in peace," but Matron said "rest in pieces."

From the shadows, a CLOAKED FIGURE (THE INSPECTOR) steps out. He has no face—just a brass mask with a single red lens.