“Rimmer, would it kill you to shut up?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Is my unexpected existence on another plane proving troublesome for you? Is the evidence of my sudden and untimely demise just a little distressing after all this time? Is my obvious lack of heavenly fulfilment starting to keep you up at night?”
“Your bleeding chain rattling is. For smeg’s sake, Rimmer, how is a man supposed to get any sleep in this smegging place?”
Rimmer, departed from the mortal coil Rimmer with his glowing skin and bruised eyes and expression of permanent annoyance, simply pauses. Glares at him balefully as he drifts slowly back through the wall.
The chain rattling, to his extreme and thrilled surprise, only raises in volume after that.