-What's your name? -Lawrence Chaney.
What is it?
Lawrence Chaney.
Hello, everybody. My name's The Vivienne.
And, girl, I'm Lawrence Chaney.
And we are...
Queens who like to watch.
What would you do if the world got took over by zombies?
Oh, I'd... I am first to give up.
When COVID hit
and we got told that Drag Race, because we did stop mid-season
because of COVID,
I thought it was gonna look like this.
-When you got out? -I genuinely said to the guys...
I said: "Listen. I'll just stay here.
That'll be me.
I'll just...
-I'll just die now." -Don't wake me up.
Yeah! Don't wake me up.
Netflix presents...
-Oh! -Oh, t*** and a***.
Oh! He's one of us!
De-wigged.
Bit of inside tea:
on season one of Drag Race,
my hair was a toupee all the way through it.
-Was it? -Yeah. The original wig reveal.
-Did you have like, petals under it? -Yeah.
If you watch the finale episode when we're rehearsing,
you can just see me like --
my face is like this all the way through it
because I was so scared
we were going to do that drop to the floor and I was going to...
No...
The glue had melted from the sweat,
so I was just so scared my toupee was going to flop forward.
-Geez. -Yeah!
This is literally a day on the set of Drag Race.
Isn't it?
"For today's Maxi Challenge,
you'll be avoiding the zombie apocalypse!"
There was actually a zombie apocalypse challenge.
This is literally the morning after the night before
of a night out in Liverpool.
This is what Eberle Street looks like.
Some f****** zombies going around going:
"Any parties? Any parties?"
-Oh! -Jesus.
How does the most fun city in the world turn into this?
It's living in sin, Viv.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Don't you?
So, Twitter still works.
Right. So, Vegas is basically f***** with zombies.
Yes.
Some dead rich fellow has got all his money under a hotel.
And he's basically assembling a team of people to...
Do you know what? He could have saved a fortune.
Just book Liam Neeson.
-Yes! -He'd have had that money.
No, he... The zombies would go
and he'd go: "I have a very particular set of skills."
And they'd go: "Right, fair enough."
-F**** that. -Yeah!
Liam Neeson walks on set. I'd be like: "You take it, love."
Two million dollars if it pans out.
She's a lesbian.
If not, she should be.
I don't care what state the world's in,
there's still a queue somewhere waiting to get into a Cher concert.
Yeah. Yeah.
Lady Gaga's already taken people to Chromatica.
I'm in Vegas.
I'm going to watch Frank Marino's dealers.
For one night only.
I'm going to watch J Lo, Cher and Céline.
And I'm seeing the f****** Grand Canyon.
Do you reckon J Lo's zombie's still giving it big licks
and dancing away?
Yeah. Nothing's stopping J Lo from f****** performing.
What happened here?
Where the police and military finally fell.
The Avengers have assembled.
I mean, the town's f***** at this point, isn't it?
Oh, I'd be there.
He's still managed to bleach his hair, though.
Siegfried and Roy.
That's obviously one of theirs, isn't it?
Those two people that got killed by that tiger.
Tiger King?
Joe Exotic's about there! Kicking about.
I mean, look at her.
No one's getting that lovely hair slicked back without product.
Straight out of Twilight.
He's had a f****** skin fade.
-Yeah! -Look at that!
There's obviously one really gay zombie
that's doing everyone's hair.
"It's alright, Bab. I'm not going to kill you.
You just sit there. You sit there, Bab.
I'll sort those roots out."
From Shropshire.
In Vegas?
-Oh! -Woah!
Woah, woah.
I've always had this weird fascination.
Not a fascination with guns, but I've always thought...
You know, as a queer person walking around the streets.
You know what it's like. Especially in, like, small towns.
-Fear. -And you just get: "Ah, faggot."
I've always wanted like, a replica. Not a real gun.
But, like, a fake one.
One that looks really real so I could just go:
"What, love?"
No. No, you want to go:
And hold it like that and go: "No, I really mean it."
What the f***?
That's me coming out of my bedroom for some food.
That looks like Sum Ting in the morning
when breakfast was served on Drag Race.
She used to go around eating everyone's bacon sandwiches.
-Really? -Yeah.
I'd go in to get 'mite
Come out: "Where's me bacon sandwich?"
She'd go: "Sorry, I thought I'd eat all the bacon sandwiches."
She'd eat everyone's bacon sandwich.
-Oh. -Oh no.
-He's got a big, sweaty back. -He takes the fancy.
God, Michelle's looking rough.
Could you sacrifice someone?
Erm. I mean, it depends what was on the cards.
But imagine they were like:
"Right. Who are we going to send to the zombies?"
And one of them just pulled out a lipstick.
-Yeah! -"Today, Ru, DeLa."
Yeah!
-Which one's wearing H&M? Bang! -Yes!
So, this guy's been dragged away to a very nasty place,
a.k.a my bedroom.
-Is this the queen? -He's got a staff.
You know he's important when he's got a staff with a cross on the end.
King?
They about to have sex?
Can zombies pump?
It'd be like dust, though, wouldn't it?
Imagine: "Ah! I'm nearly there. I'm nearly there!"
-Oh no. -Oh no.
Oh, it's feeding time at the zoo.
I'd have smashed my head into the floor if I was him.
-I'd have killed myself. -That's kinky.
Oh, that looks like heaven!
-Do you like a slot machine? -Oh yeah.
-I love a slot machine. -Never a winner.
God, that guy's crying more than me on Drag Race.
Don't know what you're talking about!
Did you cry? I didn't notice.
I love a good microwaved hand.
Make sure you leave it to stand for a minute.
Now, I wonder if they've taken the film off it first.
Viv, this is your front room with a crown in it.
You've got all these by it.
Woah!
Oh, go on. Lick it. Go and have a lick.
No, 'cause then he'll turn into a zombie.
So he will.
Oh my God. They're going to have to walk through...
Oh my God, the set.
Oh yeah!
Woah!
-Kinky! -Come on. Is that cheese wire?
Oh.
Woah!
In the right hands, this is the power to make more of them.
Oh, she's talking.
I'd put that in a bell jar on top of my fireplace.
Yeah!
In case you ever got lonely. "Alright, love?"
I'd train her how to sing, like, Christmas songs.
"We wish..." And put it on top of the tree.
Oh, look at him feeling her tits.
I mean, that just takes necrophilia to another level, doesn't it?
Oh, he's heart broken.
I mean, she was f****** dead anyway. Let's face it.
Not carrying her headless body.
Dragging her along. Oh my God, let her die!
Woah!
F******... nom noms.
Oh my God!
-She was up the duff. -She was zombie pregnant!
Told you they could do it.
Anyone you've ever loved gotten their head chopped off
because they were a zombie and they've actually been pregnant?
-That ever happened to you? -No.
Happened to me once in school.
Imagine.
"Oh, you need help, Lawrence."
Say I was a straight zombie.
-But you're not. -No, but say I was.
And me wife was pregnant with the zombie baby
and then her head got ripped off,
I mean, I'd just say: "That was s***."
That was... That's, you know... That's unfortunate.
Let's bury her.
-Yes! Give her a good send off. -And that's it. End of the day.
Moira, get the sausage rolls.
Come out.
Oh, see, k***head?
Oh, dinnae move.
Woah!
He got thrown into a car. My God.
Right, dinnae play with your food.
-Goodbye, back. -That's broken his back. Come on.
Woah, he is f*****.
Oh my God.
That's one zombie tiger, that.
Goodbye, face.
That's what I say every time I'm starting my makeup.
-Yeah! -Goodbye, face.
Goodbye, goodbye.
That put you off your dinner?
It's made me hungry, to be fair.
-Watch the slot machines, love. -Imagine they pay out.
I'd go straight to the Dolly Parton one.
Been on them?
When we went to see Cher, they had Cher slot machines outside
and, if you get to the bonus, it goes:
"If I could turn back time"
And you like that: "Bing, bing, bing!"
Fab.
Has he got zombie strength now and all?
I think he's just a big b******.
He's a big fellow.
He's got a great big back.
Woah.
Woah!
Go on. F*** him up!
I just want to know
how he's keeping up with that bleach job on his head.
-The money! Get the money! -The money!
Get the money!
It's like Golden Girls: Grab That Dough!
Just the Scouser and the Scotsman like that:
"Get the money!"
I mean, I'm not being funny.
If they had any f****** sense...
They're going for some b***** vault
that's probably going to take four hours to drill into.
If they'd gone around that casino to all the slot machines,
they'd have had two million in about an hour.
F****** b******.
Or, why not have your two million in bitcoin or PayPal?
And then you go: "Whoop, done!"
Imagine two million coming into your PayPal.
Imagine?
Like that at the end of the year to the tax man:
"Oh, yeah. It's not..."
"All legitimate."
"Anything else we need to know?" "No."
Woah!
Bautista's fuming, look.
He was probably making more money at the WWF
than he is trying to find zombies.
Should have got Dwayne The Rock in.
What the hell is that?
They could have at least given her a f****** makeover,
done her roots or something.
Can you imagine?
The King's finally caught up with you,
but done a drag makeup look on the head.
"Oh, no, it's not her! Someone else."
Painted Trixie Mattel's face on it.
-Oh! -Woah!
Oh!
-Has that gone through her? -Oh no. It's gone through her t**.
Throw the wife's head off the roof, you soft cow.
If she's high enough, it splats.
-Yay! -Oh my God.
It's like when you drop a jacket potato.
Oh, it's a bit too happy.
Yeah.
-Yeah. Goodbye. -Quick! Take off.
Yeah. Oh, s***.
He looks like Steven Tyler from Aerosmith
after a really good night out.
That's Iggy Pop.
Oh, he's gonnae make it.
-Oh, watch the blades! -Woah!
Woah, woah, woah.
Woah!
Oh my God. I would... Oh, die now.
Kill me now.
-Oh, goodbye. -Ooh, that's made me stomach flip.
F*** him up.
Go on. Put it in his f****** mouth! Kill him!
What are you watching?
Oh, s***.
You've just killed the driver, you soft t***!
You've killed the lesbian!
The diversity panel at Netflix ain't going to be happy.
-What's that? -That's the nuke.
Oh, that's the nuke. Goodbye, Vegas.
Goodbye.
Quick, Frank Marino. Grab your wigs.
Boom.
He's f****** horrible. He's got nice hair, though.
He'll have a splitting headache in the morn.
I'm actually very tense watching this.
-Oh! -Oh, s***!
F****** hell.
Oh, he's a zombie.
-Bye bye. Night night. -Isn't that terrible?
Girl, I hope you're in his f****** will.
-Oh. -Imagine that. "He's a zombie!
Hang on, am I in your will? Yeah?"
Oh, aye. That'll be right.
Poor Vegas. Where are we gonna go now?
Oh my God. And then Céline comes out and sings "Ashes".
Out of ashes...
He's alive!
Well, he did the good thing. That's what I'd have done.
Hid in a corner somewhere pretending I was dead
until the money was got.
-Thank you very much. Bang. -Yeah.
Oh.
Fancy playing this song when she's just shot
her f****** dad in the head.
In your head...
read'em and f****** weep,
you slut.
Think of the t*** you could get with this, love.
Have a new pair every week.
Now, give me the f****** jet!
That's me with pound coins.
Is this speaking your language?
Just imagine us queens got tipped in the UK.
I can make you hope... Ah!
Just pinging them at you through a slingshot.
Cheers.
Look at them two getting p***** on the job.
Terrible, people getting p***** on the job.
Terrible.
Anyway...
-Let's get up. -Thank you. Thank you.
Spiked him.
-They've spiked him for the body. -Oh, he's going to be a zombie.
That's it.
Oh.
-He's been scratch-- -Oh, it's a love bite.
He'll be like: "Hey, I've just been...
bitten by a zombie but my bicep looks lovely."
F***.
He's f*****.
Well, queen. That was Army of The Dead.
I feel like we've done nothing but just go, like: "Woah!"
-It's, like, noises in this one. -Woah!
It was butch for me.
That's not what I'd...
That's not what I'd usually watch, but I was...
fully engaged.
Did it put the hairs on your chest?
-It put the willies up me. -I loved it.
I think having, like, a zombie queen is very...
So, I love it.
I love seeing masculine men get overrun
by fierce zombie queens.
-Well, everybody. That was... -Army of The Dead.
Cheers--
-You greedy w****. -Right.
-Cheers! -Chin, chin.
See you next time! Ta-ra!
Oh.
Couldnae do a zombie apocalypse, me.