Are we dead?

Marvin, are we dead?

I think so, Marge.

Are you sure?

Well, it’s dark.

Can you feel your legs?

Don’t think we have ‘em.

No legs! Do we even have a body?

Don’t think so, Marge.

Ho - How did we die?

I think it was the accident.

But I remember a doctor!

He must have been a lousy one.

Our David would have been a better one.

That plane crash took him away too soon.

Davie! If we’re dead, is he here?

I don’t know, Marge.

Marvin! What’s happening!?

The light just appeared out of nowhere.

Look! There’s a glowing man inside it.

Where are we going!?

I don’t know! Something’s pulling me away.

Me too! What’s going on?

Marvin, its David! He’s waving at us!

Son, over here! Over here!

Can we wave back without any hands?

Marge, I think we’re really dead.