Good lord. They are milking every last miserable second out of those fifteen minutes, aren't they?
So now they are just dirt-covered English people in fur pelts with credit cards.
Some of the people appear unsure as to why they're there. Mama mia!
I'm sure there have been worse, I'm just hard pressed to think of one at this point in time.
In the land of the blind, the one-arm man is king.