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No, no, not tomorrow. The day after tomorrow. Right.

You, me, Gary, Brad. We'll be teeing off at...

Well, I like Gary.

Dr. Dandewar, I'm kind of in a bit of a hurry.

We'll be teeing off at 7:30, and if you're not there because of Gary,

well, come on, you know. I gotta go.

Am I missing something?

Why did Dr. Cho order a head X-ray

when the man was bitten on the hand?

The patient was in a bar fight.

He was communicative when he was admitted at 6:00.

That's 6:00 a.m.

This morning. That's when I started my shift.

Where's the patient now? I'd like to see him.

They moved him. I'm sure one of the night nurses can tell you...

Page me when you find him. Sure.

I'll do that.

Hey, Cora, can you do me a favor and locate a patient for me?

Hey, Ana. Sure.

Edward Solomon? Yeah.

Aren't you off? An hour ago.

Here he is. They had him backward. Solomon Edward.

He's upstairs in l.C.U.

From a bite? I don't know what from.

Toxicology is gonna work him up in the morning.

Okay, I'm gonna get outta here. Can you do me a favor?

Can you page Dr. Dandewar and let him know?

Sure. Thanks.

You talk to Luis about Sunday?

I will. Night, Cora. Night.

Hey.

(WOMAN CHATTERINQ ON RADIO) Hey, Ana?

Let's go. It's starting early. Great.

Let's go! Let's go!

(AMBULANCE SIREN W·····

WOMAN ON RADIO: Unconfirmed repo·s...

MAN ON RADIO: Conf¡rmed it is not an isolated...

(MUSIC PLAYINQ)

ANA: Hey, Vivian.

Ana, look. I can go backwards.

Let me see.

Hey, that's amazing!

Maybe tomorrow after work

I'll do a few backward laps around the block with you, okay?

Okay. All right. Careful now, I gotta pull in.

Say hey to your mom for me, okay?

Okay.

Hey.

Hey, you. You're late. You missed it.

They just cut the mailman loose.

ANA: No, Richie? The chubby one?

Oh, my God. He had such a sweet voice.

I can't believe that.

(MAN ON TV TALKINQ)

Hey, you.

How'd it go today? Not bad. You?

Good. I'm trading shifts with Cora, so if I take Sunday,

I can have a three-day weekend at the end of the month. Is that okay?

Sunday? Yeah.

Yeah.

I think Cora's got this new guy

she doesn't want me to know about.

Really. Wow. Lucky her.

I thought maybe you'd gone out

with the girls or something.

What? And miss date night?

MAN ON TV: Twenty-seven horsepower, turbo-charged, all...

MAN 2 ON TV: Please stay tuned to this special news bulletin.

We will return to our regularly scheduled programming

immediately following this repo·.

LUIS: Vivian's here.

Vivian, honey. Sweetie, are you okay?

LUIS: Oh, God! Oh, fuck!

Call an ambulance!

(LUIS SCREAMING)

ANA: Vivian! Vivian!

(HISSING)

Luis! Luis! Luis!

Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go!

I can't get it! I can't get it!

Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!

Let go! Let go! Let go, Luis!

I'm gonna call for help! I'm gonna call for help!

WOMAN ON PHONE: All circuits are busy. God, no. No, no, no!

(BANGING)

WOMAN ON PHONE: All circuits are busy.

Don't do this to me! Please, don't do this to me!

WOMAN ON PHONE: All circuits are busy.

Luis? Luis, what are you doing?

(LUIS SNARLING)

(GRUNTING)

Luis?

(SCREECHING)

Help!

Get back, Ana.

Get back!

Jesus, just tell me what's going on.

I told you to get back.

(AMBULANCE SIRENS W·····

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

(EXPLOSION)

(LUIS SCREECHING)

(LUIS SNARLING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

MAN ON RADIO: ...emergency broadcast here in the Milwaukee area...

...information for local evacuation centers.

If you live ¡n Waukesha County...

Help! Can you help? Please, help!

...22 Robin Lane.

If you l¡ve ¡n Southern M¡lwaukee County...

(POLICE SIRENS W·····

(TIRES SCREECHING)

13·3 Henderson Road.

If there is no activity where you live,

stay inside and lock all doors.

(MAN SCREAMING)

If you live ¡n Je·erson County...

This is the Emergency Broadcast System

for the greater Milwaukee area.

If you live ¡n Rac¡ne County...

Pease stay inside and lock all doors and windows.

Miller Park is no longer considered a safe haven.

Please avoid the stadium

and proceed to other locations.

Meanwhile, civil unrest is still being repo·ed

in the area of the Riverwalk.

Please avoid traveling...

There are unconfirmed repo·s

that several military personnel

have fallen ill

and that some military bases are no longer classified as safe havens.

The following locations are...

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

MAN: I'll take your questions. MALE REPORTER: Is ¡t a v¡rus?

MAN: We don't know.

FEMALE REPORTER: How does it spread? Is it airborne?

MAN: Airborne is a possibility.

We don't know.

MALE REPORTER: Is th¡s an international health hazard or a military concern?

MAN: Both.

FEMALE REPORTER: Are these people alive or dead?

MEDIC: Hold him down!

We don't know. FEMALE REPORTER: Is that true?

(THE MAN COMES AROUND PLAYING)

Now, listen, we lost a teleprompter.

(SIRENS W·····

(SCREAMING)

WOMAN: Yeah, but I've just spoken with the President.

He's been in constant contact w¡th both the C.D.C., as well as F.E.M.A.

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

SOLDIER: Stay back, right there!

A U.S... God, they're here!

(SNARLING)

MAN: And I looked and behold, a pale horse.

And its name, that sat on him, was Death.

And Hell followed with him.

(GUN CLICKING)

Say something.

Please.

All right! Okay! Put the guns down!

What are you doing? Come on. He's a cop!

Come on. Put the gun down!

I thought you were one of them.

You do not wanna go that way.

What's that way?

Officer, sir, you do not wanna go that way.

What's that way?

It's pretty bad.

What about Fort Pastor? Maybe if you had wings.

The road's thick with those motherfuckers that way.

How do you know? We just tried.

Come on.

Back when there was eight of us.

We're going to the mall.

Shit.

Damn.

(LUDA SCREAMING)

Hurry up!

Back up!

(ZOMBIE SNARLING)

Open the door!

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Lights. Here.

No? No.

Come on.

Sit right there.

We need to make sure this place is safe.

I'm gonna see if the doors over this way are locked.

I'll check down there.

Maybe, Officer, you could go down that direction. Check for...

All right. Okay.

Maybe it's better you stay here with the gun.

Andre and l will check around.

All right, baby, I'll be right back.

No, no, just stay right here, okay? Stay right here.

Shatterproof, asshole.

Shit!

(BANGING)

(ZOMBIE SNARLING)

(GRUNTING)

(ZOMBIE SNARLING)

(SCREAMING)

(ZOMBIE SNARLING)

Hey, what happened? Come on, move!

You all right? Move!

LUDA: Which way?

Here. Elevators.

Let's go! Let's go!

Can I see that arm? We need to suture that.

Yeah.

(ELE·TOR BELL DINGS) You okay?

KENNETH: Yeah.

Find someplace else.

Look, we just need a place...

(GUN CLICKING) Maybe you didn't hear me.

There is no place else.

Well, that's tough shit, 'cause this is our place, and you can't stay here.

Yeah, and you already trashed Metropolis.

Look, dumbass. My wife is pregnant. We can't run anymore.

His arm. Those things are down there.

Well, these are all your problems, not mine.

If I put my foot up your ass, would that be your problem?

Hey, asshole, I'm the one pointing the gun at you.

He is a cop, C.J.

(ELE·TOR BELL DINGS) So what?

ANA: We're not going to cause any trouble.

Just let us stay here for a little while.

Please.

Okay.

Come out of there slowly, and give your weapons to Bart and Terry.

Don't do it. You must be out of your fucking mind.

You can take your ass on over to Quality lnn if it's still there, Shaq.

Huh?

Wanna do that?

Let's go.

Hey, don't give him that gun.

Fuck.

Smart move.

MAN ON TV: They're everywhere. Nobody seems to know what's going on.

There's a lot of blood. We have bodies. There's a slew of fires.

We're back to a live picture now.

All right. Can I get one second here?

Ma'am, are you American?

All right. Let's go, guys.

Come on. Get your own little TV.

Come on. Let's go.

Excuse me, please. Is there a restroom?

No. You're staying here.

So then why don't you tell us which spot in here

you'd like us to take a piss.

All right. It's around the corner, that way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where do you think you're going?

She's not going anywhere alone. Come on.

Oh, well, "She's not going any..."

This is a fucking nursery school.

Terry, go with them.

MAN ON TV: H¡. I'm B¡ll V¡bert w¡th 23V Cable News.

I'm at one of the collection depots

waiting on an interview w¡th Sher¡· Cah¡ll.

I understand you're having a di·icult time killing these things.

Just shoot them in the head.

They seem to go down permanently

when you shoot them in the head.

Then you gotta burn them. We gotta burn...

Danny! Danny! Put another round in that woman over there!

Look, she's a twitcher.

"Twitcher"?

Now that is one cool motherfucker.

The bleeding's not gonna stop on its own. I need to stitch his arm.

What are you, a fucking doctor?

No, I'm a fucking nurse.

I know some of these people that we're putting down...

First Aid kit's in the security office.

What are you gonna do? It's gotta be done.

Huh? What did l tell you, boys?

Qet those bod¡es o·t·e truck! Haven't got all day here!

America always sorts its shit out.

You know, you're lucky. They could have bitten it off.

Yes, I believe you're referring to a repo· that came in this morning.

But that repo· was completely...

REPORTER: What can you tell the people out there watching TV

that don't know what to do?

What I would suggest is that you come to Fo· Pastor.

And if you can't make it here,

we have multiple search-and-rescue teams

out there and they will find you.

My brother's there.

He's waiting for me.

What's the hold up, darling?

Hmm?

So what's the plan?

The plan is you drink a nice tall glass of shut the fuck up.

MICHAEL: Okay. That's one idea.

What about locking this place down?

'Cause sooner or later, they're going to get in here. Mmm.

That's good. Like I hadn't thought of that.

MICHAEL: Hey, no doubt.

And you probably already thought about putting a sign up on the roof.

Because, you know, there's still planes in the air.

Might be good. Let them know we're alive.

We can get some paint from Case Hardware.

We need some office doors to board up the weak spots.

That's a solid plan. C.J., is it?

Yeah. All right, C.J.

(CLEARS THROAT) All right, everybody, listen up.

I'm gonna give everybody a job to do,

and I expect you to do all of it.

I don't wanna see any half-assing.

You know what?

Why don't you start off by cleaning up that mess you made in Metropolis?

Hey, C.J., look.

Terry, take a look at Ben Cozine.

Hey, Ben. Ben!

Look at him.

BART: Look, he's a twitcher.

TV says you gotta shoot them in the head.

TV said a lot of things that aren't true.

Well, fuck the fucker. I told him not to go downstairs.

Let's go. Let's get to work.

Holy shit.

(ZOMBIE GROWLING)

(GUN FIRING)

TERRY: Let's do it.

BART: All right. Let's pick him up then. All right.

Ready? One, two...

BART: On two. All right.

One, two...

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

What are they? I don't know.

Why are they coming here?

KENNETH: Memory, maybe. lnstinct.

Maybe they're coming for us.

(GUN FIRING)

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

(GUN FIRES)

ANA: Hey, look over there. There's someone on the roof.

C.J.: Yeah, his name's Andy. He's alone.

He may as well be on the Moon.

ANA: Poor guy.

What's he pointing at?

MICHAEL: Helicopter. ANDRE: Hey, it's coming.

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Please!

What's he doing? Where's he...

No, no. I mean, they saw us.

So, I mean, they're gonna be coming back, baby. Don't worry.

I mean, they're gonna send somebody or something.

ANA: It's safe here. We'll just wait for them to come back.

I don't want anybody sneaking around and stealing shit.

Comprende?

Sweet dreams.

Those assholes are gonna get us killed.

We have to do something.

I'm not doing anything to create problems for Luda and me.

The helicopter's coming back soon.

I hope so.

And what's that supposed to mean?

It means it might come and it might not. We don't know.

What do you mean it not come back?

You said it was coming back!

We have to get to hospital. Hey, baby, listen, listen.

Don't worry. This guy, he doesn't know shit.

All right? It's coming back.

Hey, my man. You know, I hear you talking a lot.

You know, you're always saying something.

Who the fuck are you that we should listen, huh?

What are you, like, in Special Ops? You in the Marines?

What the fuck do you do?

I sell televisions at Best Buy.

ANDRE: Wow.

Hey, Officer, how you like following a guy that sells TVs?

About as much as I like following a guy who steals them.

I'm not following anyone.

I'm going to Fort Pastor to get my brother.

They seem to need to feed on warm flesh.

Some bas¡c sk¡lls rema¡n.

They don't seem to have much, if any, reasoning power.

And how does this spread? These guys are so full of shit.

They've been saying the same damn thing all day.

MAN ON TV: Everybody they kill gets up.

Tell me something I don't know, asshole!

I've just been informed that we are going o·t·e air...

BART: Wanna hear something that sucks?

...and switching over to the Emergency Broadcast¡ng System.

You guys know that chick at Dairy Queen?

I don't know when we'll be back on the air.

The fat one? Yeah.

She was coming over tonight.

I would have tapped that shit for sure.

Bart, dude, everybody's dead, okay?

Your mom's dead.

Your brother's dead. That fat chick at Dairy Queen?

Dead!

It's been a pleasure to repo· the news to you in these past 26 years.

Qod bless you. Yeah.

Qod bless Amer¡ca. That sucks too.

Hell is overflowing.

And Satan ¡s send¡ng his dead to us.

Why? Because

you have sex out of wedlock.

You kill unborn children.

You have man-on-man relations.

Same-sex marr¡age.

How do you think your god will judge you?

Well, friends,

now we know.

When there is no more room in hell,

the dead will walk the ea··.

What the hell...

Hey, dumbass.

It's the timers. It's ?:00.

Terry.

Go shut them off. It's Bart's turn.

You're the trainee, man.

Shit rolls downhill.

I wish somebody was working at Hallowed Grounds.

How hard is it to make a cup of coffee?

I wanted a soy mocha latte with foam.

Faggot.

What are you doing?

What's the news?

Bad.

(ELE·TOR BELL DINGS)

Hey. Hey!

Hey! What?

The bathroom in here is fake. It doesn't work.

I'll tell C.J.

I'm telling you.

You're the type of cat that goes to church

and all that kind of shit, right?

Yeah, I do all that kind of shit.

So what you think? Hmm?

What is this? Is this the end of times?

'Cause if it is, I'm telling you, I'm fucked.

No, I'm serious. I've done some bad things in my life, man.

Oh, I get it.

You saw hell yesterday.

Now you're scared of going to hell

for all the bad things you've done.

I'll tell you what. Go in the stall, say five Hail Marys,

wipe your ass, and you and God can call it even.

You think I feel like I deserve to be here?

Yeah. Yeah, well, I don't.

And I'm cool with that.

But you see, that's not it.

'Cause I feel like I'm here for another reason.

I feel like I'm here to bring that baby on this earth.

And give it everything that I never had.

I just want the opportunity to change things.

Shit!

C.J!

How did you get out?

And who gave you permission to loot the goddamn stores?

What are we gonna do about that truck?

We're not going to do anything

about that truck. There's people in there.

Yeah? How do you know they're not all fucked up like everybody else out there?

Well, for one thing, they're driving a truck.

(GUN FIRING)

Oh, and shooting guns.

If we start letting people in here,

then we're gonna let the wrong ones in.

And then I'm dead. You know what? I don't wanna die!

Who are the wrong ones? Nobody here is sick.

And I intend on keeping it that way.

I just think we should... I did not ask for your opinion, lady!

Now, if you wanna argue with me, you can argue with this.

MICHAEL: Hey, hey, take it easy. Shut your fucking mouth.

Get the gun outta my face.

You can't just turn them away, C.J. You'll kill them.

Tough shit. Self-defense.

I'm not killing anybody.

You know what? I'll kill you.

No, no, stop it, C.J. Don't do this!

Shut up!

I'll kill each and every one of you to stay alive. You hear me?

I said get the fucking gun outta my face!

You got quite a mouth on you.

Somebody should show her how to use it.

Is there a holding cell in there?

Yeah, back of the security room.

That's real good, man.

You're gonna get us all killed, dumbass.

Fucking traitor! BART: Get off me.

I hope you got a good plan.

Come on.

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

Hey! Up here!

Can't see a damn thing. Me neither.

Why's he backing up the truck?

Through here! Hey!

Shit.

Fuck. We gotta go out there.

Man, you better throw that bullshit right out your head.

I'm not going back out there. That's not part of the plan.

Change of plan. I'm gonna open the door.

No. Okay.

One, two, three. No. Don't do it, man.

Come on, man.

Thanks. Yeah.

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

ANDRE: Shoot them in the head!

I don't see anybody.

Get back inside! They're fine! Get back inside!

Here you go.

There's six more people inside the truck.

Andre, look!

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

MONICA: Thank God. I couldn't stay in that fucking truck anymore.

ANA: All right, anybody who's injured,

let's get you into Metropolis right away.

I'll come take a look at you. Let me take a look at her.

Can you help me with... Sir, what's your name? Sorry.

Glen, yeah, sure.

Just give me a second to collect myself, okay?

Thanks.

If you wanna just go wait for me in there, I'll take a look at your leg.

Here. I'll hold this. Just go and wait there.

My arm!

It's okay, ma'am.

We're gonna make you nice and comfortable, all right?

The rest of you, we've got plenty of food and water.

Help should be along soon.

(LAUGHING)

Help? Did you hear that

from the same jackass who told us to go to St. Verbena?

The church downtown? Yeah.

That's the first place I went. Some dipshit on the radio said it was safe there.

He was wrong. Is that where you picked them up?

Well, I get this call on the C.B. from that guy Glen

saying all these folks are in the chapel.

He's a priest? No, he plays the organ.

I was in the neighborhood, so I picked them up.

Well done.

Thanks. Hey, I'm sorry.

Excuse me. When you two fellows are done blowing each other,

maybe Davy Crockett can tell us the deal here.

Well, we haven't heard much

since the TVs went out last night.

KENNETH: Excuse me. Whose rig is that?

It's mine. You mind if I borrow it?

I'm not using it, Officer.

Keys. They're in the cab.

Truck's not gonna make it to Fort Pastor.

No, forget the truck. That place is fucked, man. Bloodbath city.

How do you know? We just came from there.

Is everyone there dead? Or dead-ish.

Is everyone there dead?

Yeah, in the sense that they all, sort of,

fell down, and then... I gotta look for myself.

You're not gonna make it. ...got up and...

I'll get as far as I can. Right now it's about one foot out that door.

...started eating each other. I'll take my chances.

Don't be an idiot.

Please, there's people here right now who could use your help.

Fuck y'all.

It's nice to see that you've all bonded through this disaster.

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

Hey. You need anything?

No, we're fine. Don't worry about us.

He's got a bite on his hand.

She's cold.

That's good, right?

ANA: I don't know, it's weird.

I've never seen an infection this bad

that didn't come with a fever.

That guy's arm looks pretty bad over there.

You should probably check it out.

All right. Stay with her for a minute.

Here. Want me to take a look at that?

I'm fine. Really.

They don't hurt much at all.

Tucker could use you more than I could.

His ankle's cut pretty bad.

Here. I'm just gonna clean it up a bit.

TERRY: You okay?

(GASPING)

Ma'am, can l get you something? Like a glass of water?

(GASPING)

Ana! Ana, come here!

Anyone know her name?

Died without a name?

Damn.

Guys, do you wanna move into the other room?

Holy shit!

Holy shit!

Oh, shit.

I think it's the bites.

Frank said she was walking on her own

when she got in the truck five hours ago.

The bites killed her. The bites brought her back.

How do you know? I watched it happen.

I felt her pulse. She was gone.

Then... Yesterday I saw the same thing happen to somebody else.

I think that's why it spread so fast.

All right.

So who else in the group is bitten?

Frank, for sure.

How about the one with the foot?

Tucker? He says no, he fell.

So, it's Frank. Tall guy, right?

Right. So we have to quarantine him right away.

Where exactly do we do that?

I don't know. There must be someplace to keep him in here.

Then what?

I don't know, but...

It's too dangerous to keep him on here.

I'm sorry. What are we talking about here?

Are we talking about killing him?

Would you rather we waited for him to die,

and then he tries to kill us?

Yes. No. You can't kill him. Ana...

He's got a daughter! I'm sorry.

I don't think there's any other choice.

He's right.

Michael, you can't do this. What if I'm wrong?

You've seen it happen before.

Frank,

Michael's coming to shoot you.

What are you talking about?

You're infected. You're gonna become one of them.

Is this true? Are you gonna kill me?

You've been bitten. It's only a matter of time.

No, no, no! Leave my dad alone! Go away!

You can't do this!

You have to understand that she's lost everyone.

Her mother, her two brothers.

I'm all she's got.

Well, Michael, what are you waiting for? Go ahead, kill him.

(NICOLE SOBBING)

Hey, kill Tucker, too.

Wait a minute. I was never bit.

We can't be sure. Do it, Michael.

Are you sure it's the bite?

No.

She's sure.

I'm sorry.

Hey. Hi.

You okay?

Let me see your arm.

It hurts.

It's already starting to heal.

Andre, I can't have baby here.

Why not? People have been having babies for millions of years.

All on their own. No hospitals.

Wait. Oh, yeah.

It's moving. I felt it.

ANDRE: So now we gotta come up with a name for this baby.

I want Russian name. Don't start that again. African name.

Please? Come here. Give me a hug.

FRANK: Sweetie,

I'm so proud of you.

I couldn't ask for anything more in a daughter.

I love you, baby.

I love you too.

Time to go, honey.

No.

Terry, come on, man. Open the door. Shut up.

C.J.: Come on, man. Don't tell me to shut up.

Just come open the door.

BART: I got you this job. Come on.

You want...

...every...

...single second.

Ana.

I'm glad you didn't do it.

(ZOMBIE SCREECHING)

(GUN FIRING)

(VOCAL JAZZ MUSIC PLAYINQ)

(ZOMBIES SHOUTING)

(QUN FIRINQ)

(HORSE QASPINQ)

(BICYCLE BELL RINGING)

(ZOMBIES SHOUTING)

C.J.: Okay, okay. Here's a good one.

"Top Ten lngredients To A Successful Relationship."

(MUMBLING)

All right, I'm gonna skip to the top three.

Number three, "He listens to me."

Number two, "He tells me he loves me."

And number one...

Oh, it's "trust." Number one's trust.

(ZOMBIES SHOUTING)

(GUN FIRING)

Holy shit. He got him.

So, who do we have next?

Yeah. Burt Reynolds. Tell him to get Burt Reynolds.

(CHUCKLES)

STEVE: Oh, my goodness. Man, he's good.

It barely even looked like him.

Oh, oh. Rosie O'Donnell. Tell him to get Rosie.

Oh, yeah. Rosie.

No, too easy. Give him something hard.

You guys had really rough childhoods, didn't you?

A little bit rocky?

Hey, sweetheart.

Let me tell you something. You have my permission.

I ever turn into one of those things?

Do me a favor, blow my fucking head off.

Oh, yeah. You can count on that.

I guess the first time I knew I was gay...

I was 13.

This guy...

Todd.

He was building a deck in our backyard.

Okay? Just, please, stop.

I remember he had the most astonishing blue eyes.

Oh, my God! I'm in hell.

(GROANING)

Hey, Andre. How's Luda doing?

She's fine.

Hey, where's that lemon stuff?

It's all gone. Steve likes to put it in his booze.

Try the vanilla stuff.

All right.

I'd like to drop by and check on her,

just to see how she's doing.

No, thanks. She's fine. You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

It's okay, hon. We understand.

(MEOWS)

Thanks.

(ZOMBIES SNARLING)

Before that I worked in a stationery store.

And I drove a snowplow. Fixed copiers.

God, it's such a shame

that this whole end of the world thing's holding you back.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Okay, worst job.

I know which job I was the worst at.

Being a husband. That's not a job.

It sure is.

(ALL LAUGHING)

You guys just haven't met the right girl.

Yeah, I tried it three times. I got pink slips every time.

What were you best at?

Being a dad.

I think I was best at that.

(ALL GASPING)

KENNETH: Everybody calm down.

NORMA: Are they inside? MICHAEL: No. This place have generators?

(SCREAMING)

(SHUSHING)

ANDRE: It's all right, baby.

(SCREAMING)

(SHUSHING)

Baby, please. You gotta be quiet. Okay?

It's gonna be all right. Our baby's on the way. It's coming.

That's it. It's in employee parking, level three.

They keep them in a pen near the parking shuttles. Have fun.

Hey. Wait a minute. You're coming too. No, I'm not.

I said I'd tell you where the generators are. I never said I'd show you.

Did you think I was gonna leave you two up here?

You come with me, or you go back in that cell.

All right. I ain't going anywhere without a gun.

You're not getting a gun. Trust.

Primary ingredient in any relationship.

Have at them, cowboy. Asshole.

Bart, get the chains.

(GUN CLICKING)

Shit.

Are we ready to roll? You coming with us?

No, you're coming with me.

I've done this before.

Know how to use that?

This one's the dangerous end, right?

Now it is.

This is level one. We gotta walk down to three.

(RUMBLING)

What the fuck was that? I just saw something.

You didn't see shit, Bart. Shut the fuck up.

(RUMBLING)

(RUMBLING)

Oh, shit. Here it comes.

(PANTING)

Jesus Christ!

It's a fucking dog. Come here, boy.

(DOG WHIMPERING)

At least you know nothing's down here. It would've eaten him.

See? I told you I saw something.

(DOG BARKING)

MICHAEL: What's wrong, boy?

There's nothing wrong. That dog's just fucked up.

(GROWLING)

(ZOMBIES SNARLING)

Run!

BART: Wait, C.J. Wait up! Wait!

It's locked! It's fucking locked!

No! No!

KENNETH: Come on! Let's go!

(BART SCREAMING)

C.J.!

(SCREECHING)

(GROANING)

I'm out.

C.J.! Matches!

(SCREECHING)

Breathe. You're doing good. Breathe.

(GASPING)

You're doing good, baby.

(GASPING)

I'm sorry.

Thanks. Okay. That's the last.

I'm gonna go check on Luda.

I haven't seen her in a while.

I'll go.

You sure? Yeah.

Take them some candles. Okay. Let me know if they need anything.

Okay. I'll have a little smoke on the way.

See you. Bye.

It's coming.

I see it.

(GROANING)

Guys?

Oh, my God.

It's a girl.

You wanna kill Luda?

You wanna kill my family?

(LUDA GROWLING)

Norma? Come on, Norma.

What happened?

Son of a bitch shot me.

Get away from her. ANA: Wait.

Just wait.

She died of the gunshot.

She wasn't bitten.

She's gonna wake up though, right?

ANA: No.

No. If she was one of them, she'd be up by now.

Terry. Yeah?

Hold this.

(SCREAMING)

Oh, God.

(GUN FIRING)

Somebody should say something. Yeah.

MICHAEL: Glen? No.

You worked in the church.

I played the organ. C.J.: Come on, man.

You must've heard the priest say something about life and death.

It was a job. I don't believe in God.

I don't see how anyone could.

Somebody should say something.

Nothing to say.

Been to a lot of funerals.

Folded the flag and given it to a lot of wives, and fathers, and kids.

I told them how sorry I was.

But that's not what I was really feeling.

In the back of my mind, I was always saying, "Better them than me."

But I don't believe that now.

Because now I realize there are some things worse than death,

and one of them is sitting here waiting to die.

I don't wanna die here.

I saw a couple of buses in the garage.

We could fix them up. We could reinforce them.

Then get as far from here as possible.

And then what?

Oh, I have an idea.

While we're at it why don't we swing by the marina,

and hop in my boat, take it for a pleasure cruise, you jackasses.

Wait a minute. That's a good idea.

There's islands out in those lakes.

There's not a lot of people on them.

I was kidding.

How far is the marina? Oh, my God.

You're serious?

I think it's a damn good idea.

How about the rest of you? Kenneth?

Yeah, it's a good idea.

We have to pick up Andy. He's part of the group.

Excuse me, not to shit on anyone's riff here,

but let me just see if I grasp this concept, okay?

You're suggesting that we take some fucking parking shuttles

and reinforce them with some aluminum siding,

and then just head on over to the gun store

where we watch our good friend Andy

play some cowboy-movie, jump-on-the-covered-wagon bullshit?

Then we're going to drive across

the ruined city through a welcome committee

of a few hundred thousand dead cannibals.

All so we can sail off into the sunset

on this fucking asshole's boat?

Head for some island that for all we know doesn't even exist?

Yeah. Pretty much, yeah.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'm in.

We have 12 of these shotgun shells,

26 of those pussy nine mils and 16 of those .357 Magnums.

ANA: Yeah? Well, it's still not very much, so...

Hopefully we'll get to the dock

and there won't be too many of them.

Well, it's nice to see you busting your ass today.

Oh, that's sarcasm. That is awesome.

Yeah, you know, I would love to help, but

a captain never works alongside his men.

(lMITATES WHIP CRACKING)

You guys, have a good one.

What a total dick.

Guys, where'd Chips go?

Chips? NICOLE: Where'd you go, Chips?

I can't find him. Chips, come here. Come on, Chips.

(lMMITATING) Come on, Chips.

NICOLE: Chips, come on, boy. Where'd you go, honey?

(WHISTLING)

(DOG BARKING)

NICOLE: There you are. Come on. There's my boy.

Don't you ever leave me again, okay? Ever, ever.

Hey. Kenneth wants everyone upstairs for a meeting.

Come in here first. I want you to see this.

When those things are on the side of the bus, this'll get them off.

Cool, huh?

Wow.

That might be the most romantic thing anyone's ever shown me.

I'm trying here. Yeah, I know.

It's not just about him starving, Steve.

If we go to pick him up and he doesn't have his strength,

then we're going to be carrying him. lt's...

TUCKER: She's right. He's a hell of a shot too. We're going to need him.

Tucker, I'm not saying we don't need him.

There's no point in arguing about this.

We need a solution. We need to get some food over there.

STEVE: Okay. I have an idea. We draw straws

and the loser runs across the lot with a ham sandwich.

ANA: Could you be a bigger prick?

STEVE: I think so. But, you know, that's irrelevant.

My question to you is, what's your plan?

(ALL ARGUING) Come on.

MICHAEL: We're not going to leave him on his own to die, all right?

I got it.

MICHAEL: We gotta get over there anyway. Shut up.

Because we need more ammunition, all right?

I have an idea.

Stop, it's hurting him. No! He's not safe.

Nicole, they're not interested in him. I promise.

Look at me. They want us.

Chips is gonna be fine.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

See? Look. He's walking right by them.

They're not even paying attention to him.

KENNETH: The walkie's in the bag, right?

TERRY: Yeah.

Let me see.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

There he is. Good boy. Good boy, Chips.

Okay. He's there. He's in. Give me those.

KENNETH: Oh, man. What?

KENNETH: No. What?

No. Oh, man. They got him. They got him!

(GUN FIRING)

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

Try him on the radio. Andy. Andy, do you copy?

Andy, can you hear me?

Andy?

ANDY: Can you hear me? Hello?

Is this working? I'm dinged up pretty bad, but I think I'm gonna be okay.

Where are you hurt, Andy?

Qoddamn, those bastards bite hard.

I just have to stop the bleeding. It's really going.

(DOQ BARKINQ)

Easy, boy, easy. Is this Ken?

Is that you, man?

Yeah, it's me, brother.

Hey, man. Qood to hear your vo¡ce.

I guess we're going to meet up close pretty soon, huh?

Oh, sh¡t. Hang on. Oh, Jesus, he got me good.

Now, you just hang in there. You got the food, right?

Yeah. Do we tell him?

Hey, this dog got a name?

See, Nicole, Chips... Nicole?

(TIRES SCREECHING)

What the hell's that? Oh, my God! It's Nicole!

Shit.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

That idiot's going after the fucking dog.

She made it. She's in.

NICOLE: You guys? I found Ch¡ps. I got him. He's okay.

Nicole, how's Andy looking?

I don't know. There's a lot of blood in here.

It's everywhere. There's blood everywhere.

Wait a minute. I see him. He's on the roof. He's writing something.

What's it say? Quys?

Tell her to get out. Quys?

What's wrong? Nicole, baby, how's the truck?

(DOQ BARKINQ) I'm not going back out there.

Ch¡ps, be qu¡et!

Tell her to get the hell out now!

Honey, listen to me.

You need to find a place to hide. Can you do that?

What do you mean? What's going on? MICHAEL: Nicole.

Oh, here's Andy. Oh, my Qod!

No! Tell her to get out!

Nicole, listen to me.

(CRYINQ) I'm in a closet.

But he's outside. He's trying to get... MICHAEL: Nicole?

Nicole? Help me! Please, you have to help me!

I'm gonna die!

(STATIC ON RADIO)

We need to do something, now.

Tucker, listen. When we come back through here, we may have company.

You need to stay here and make sure that fire door stays open.

Whoa, whoa. Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry. Why does he stay here,

while I go on the suicide mission to rescue Terry's already dead girlfriend?

Fuck you, man. We don't know that.

You know what, asshole? Either way we gotta get over there

and get the guns and get out of this parking lot, all right?

Michael, it's okay. Let him stay.

Yeah.

Steve, don't fuck this up.

Yeah. Totally.

C.J.: All right.

That's it. MICHAEL: Are you sure?

I ain't a plumber, but I'd say we're pretty much at the end of the line here.

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

(METALLIC CLANGING)

C.J.: Go! Go!

(ZOMBIE SNARLING)

Through here! C.J.: Hurry up!

Hurry up! Hurry!

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

.357, .357... What do you need?

.3?, .3?. TERRY: Here.

Damn it. Come on. Hurry up.

All right.

C.J.: Oh, shit.

Nicole?

(METALLIC CLANGING)

(GROWLING)

KENNETH: Andy.

I'm sorry, brother.

MICHAEL: Nicole, are you in there?

NICOLE: I'm here! I'm here!

(DOG WHIMPERING)

KENNETH: Get as much ammo as you can.

You got a plan? Uh-uh. You?

How about a barbecue?

How do we know if he hits it?

Oh, shit.

TERRY: C.J.! Over here! Hurry up!

Over here! Go! Get down!

TUCKER: Look out!

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

C.J.: Come on, Tucker! Come on!

Oh, shit!

(SCREAMING)

TUCKER: My leg! C.J.: I got you, Tucker.

Go! Go!

Shit.

Go!

(SHOUTING)

MICHAEL: Let's go!

(ZOMBIES SCREECHING)

Shoot me! Shoot me!

NICOLE: Terry, come on!

(DOG BARKING)

Hurry! Hurry!

Goddamn Steve Markus!

NICOLE: Steve, come on! Steve!

NICOLE: Open the door! Open the door!

TERRY: Steve! Fucking kill him!

TERRY: Come on! Open the door, Steve!

Let's go!

(ZOMBIES SCREECHING)

KENNETH: Move!

(ZOMBIES SNARLING)

Go! C.J.: Move it, guys! Move it!

MONICA: Where are you guys going?

Let's go right now. We're going.

MICHAEL: Go! Go!

ANA: They're right behind us!

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

(ELE·TOR BELL DINGS)

KENNETH: Come on, move! They're right behind us!

(ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYINQ)

I like this song.

(DOG BARKING)

Everybody in! Hey, there you are.

What the hell happened to you guys? Give me the keys.

ANA: Prick. What?

I'll deal with you later, motherfucker!

Wait a minute! Nicole!

Man, get in!

I'll take the gun. Okay.

GLEN: Okay, let's get out of here.

Hold on!

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

Oh, Christ!

C.J., now! Go!

They're trying to turn us over! Hit them with the saw!

STEVE: Come on, damn it.

C.J.: Give me the shotgun!

Holy shit.

(GROWLING)

There's still one hanging on.

Which fucking side?

Right side.

GLEN: I got him. You gotta drive faster, man.

Hard left! Hard left! Here!

Whoa! Stop! Stop, guys! What?

We lost them. Back it up. Back it up! Back up!

Kenneth, are you there? Kenneth?

ANA: Kenneth, are you there?

Kenneth, are you okay?

What the fuck?

(SNARLING)

(SCREAMING)

What are you doing?

Fucking nursery school.

C.J.!

Ana, no. Everyone's dead. Steve took off.

What?

C.J.: Let's go! Come on!

Steve!

(SCREAMING)

I got him.

Damn.

Watch out! Come on! Come on!

(GROWLING)

TERRY: Open the door! Hurry up! Come on!

Guys, get in!

KENNETH: Let's go.

Where's Ana? Ana!

Ana!

Get in! Get in!

What the hell were you doing?

Hold on!

NICOLE: Come on, boy. Go.

Kenneth! Here. Go to the end of the dock.

KENNETH: C.J., come on.

Do it, man. I'll catch up!

There it is. MICHAEL: Terry, get the bowline.

Shit.

C.J.!

It's jammed! Fuck!

Come on!

Bitch! Shit!

Come on.

(ROARING)

It fucking figures.

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

Okay, let's go. Let's go.

I can't go. What?

Downtown when they jumped on us.

Oh, no, Michael. No.

I have to stay here. Wait. You can't.

Not you. Please.

I'm sorry, Ana.

I can help you. MICHAEL: No, you can't.

You can help them.

MICHAEL: Stay on the boat.

I can help you.

It's okay. It's gonna be all right.

No.

It won't. Hey.

It will.

You sure you wanna do this?

Yeah.

I think I'll just stay here awhile. Enjoy the sunrise.

(ENGINE STARTING)

(GUN FIRING)

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYINQ)

I run a tight ship.

Where did you get that thing?

TERRY: I found Steve's camera.

Put that down. Help us.

TERRY: Kenneth, fuck¡ng shoot ¡t! Shoot ¡t!

(GUN FIRING)

TERRY: Chr¡st!

(ENGINE SHUTTING DOWN)

TERRY: Sh¡t.

Qet that damn camera out of my face.

Doesn't look like there's anyone there.

Terry, put the camera down while I dock the boat.

(DOQ WHIMPERINQ)

TERRY: Nicole, what is it? NICOLE: Ch¡ps, no!

(BARKINQ)

(PANTINQ)

(ZOMBIES QROWLINQ)

TERRY: Oh, sh¡t!

(ZOMBIES SCREECHINQ)

KENNETH: Stay beh¡nd me!

(QUN FIRES)

(QROWLINQ)

(QUN FIRINQ)