As the camera pans across a desolate wasteland, we see three figures emerge from the shadows. Jeremy Clarkson, Richard Hammond, and James May stand solemnly, dressed in black and wearing expressions of despair.

Instead of their usual sports cars, they each carry a shovel and begin to dig their own graves. The mood is somber as they contemplate the futility of life and the inevitability of death.

As they finish digging, they stand silently at the edge of their graves, staring into the abyss. The camera pans in close to each of their faces, capturing the despair and emptiness that seems to have consumed them.

Suddenly, Richard breaks the silence with a grim joke, quipping that at least they won’t have to worry about traffic anymore. The others force a chuckle, but the humor is hollow and only serves to highlight the bleakness of the situation.

With a heavy heart, they climb into their graves and lie down, waiting for the end to come. But as the camera zooms out, we see that they are actually lying in a field of flowers, and the sun is shining brightly overhead.