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(FIRE CRACKLING)

Spread out. Spread out. Spread out.

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

(MOANING)

Cover me! Direct hit.

(FIRING)

Fire!

DISPATCHER ON POLICE RADIO: All units, all units,

guard has signed off on the Hayes' place.

(FIRING CONTINUES)

MAN 1: Everything is clear.

We need to check out the south sector.

(GROWLING)

DISPATCHER ON POLICE RADIO: Chopper one, check in.

Mark! Come on, Mark. Hurry!

What the hell!

DISPATCHER ON POLICE RADIO: All units, all units,

guard has signed off from the Hayes' place.

MAN 1: Mark's on board. We're on our way to check on Hughes.

(FIRING CONTINUES)

Mark!

(GROWLING)

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

DISPATCHER ON POLICE RADIO: Unit four, unit four, please check in.

Randolph, come in. Randolph, come in.

(SIGHS)

Randolph. Randolph, come in.

Nothing going on here.

Randolph, please come in!

Randolph, come in.

Say again. Hello?

Hello, dispatch?

(GROWLING)

(WHISTLES)

Dispatch. No, that's all clear.

No, you don't need to worry about it.

HUGHES: Okay.

Okay.

Okay. Bullets. Bullets. Come on. Huh?

Fuck!

MAN: Dispatch. Dispatch.

We're on our way to check on him.

I'm telling you, Hughes is okay. You don't need to worry.

MAN: I'll check on Hughes anyhow.

Okay. You guys don't move.

Stay right there.

Okay.

And one.

And two.

(GROANS)

One more for good measure.

(GROWLING)

Okay.

(GRUNTING)

(GROWLING)

(GRUNTING)

Hey!

Now you stay right there.

Look pretty.

Going for the ride.

That's right. Go ahead.

That's right. That's right.

Here's a little present for you.

Here it comes.

That's right. Closer.

Surprise!

(CLICKS)

(CLICKS)

(CLICKING)

(SOFTLY) Oh, yeah. You guys. Hey! Perfect timing.

Perfect timing, eh, Mark?

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Okay, we're outta here.

Randolph.

Just the guy I want to see.

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Thanks for the backup. What?

You needed me.

My radio wasn't working. -Yeah.

We should double-check the Hayes' place one last time

so we can sign off on it.

The Hayes' place?

Couldn't you get someone else to help you do this?

They are working.

Come on. It'll only take a minute.

Oh, all right.

HUGHES: Besides, it's already been checked out by the guard.

RANDOLPH: Oh, thank goodness for that.

Do you know there was a field trip in this area?

No, I didn't know.

It's still unaccounted for.

They found the teacher though.

Mrs. Tucker and the bus driver.

Dead.

The kids? -The kids were still missing.

Well, I sure hope the kids are safe.

HUGHES: Yeah, they'll turn up.

Zombies, don't take the kids.

RANDOLPH: That's a relief.

Are you sure about that?

If you quit the force when I did,

you wouldn't be such a pansy.

Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do.

I want to grow up and be a survivalist jag-off just like you.

(CREAKING)

We gotta go check out that barn.

(SIGHS)

The guard already signed off on it.

(MOANING SOFTLY)

(EXHALES COARSELY)

You're not going in there, are you?

(CLUCKING)

(EXCLAIMING) Yow!

Hold this.

RANDOLPH: You know this nightmare could have given me a heart attack?

Any more surprises and it just might kill me.

You know, you... Well, hopefully, you won't drop dead.

(SQUEAKING) (WHISPERING) What was that?

Sounds like rats.

Rats?

Could be bats. -Bats?

HUGHES: And here we go.

Look at this.

Kids.

I hope they're normal kids.

They're not attracted to kids, you moron.

Kids, come on.

I always thought they were normal.

I didn't think they were anything but.

Come on, kids.

Look, let's get these kids out of here

and then we can finish checking out the barn.

Oh, great.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

What? What? What is it?

(WOOD CREAKING)

GIRL: Where is Laurie?

Laurie? Laurie?

Laurie, come on.

(WINGS FLUTTERING)

Stay here.

(GROWLS)

(GRUNTS)

Hughes? -It's okay!

(GRUNTING)

Hughes! Hughes, you okay?

Hughes?

Hughes, is it all clear?

Hughes, are you all right?

Yeah, it's clear now!

RANDOLPH: So you don't need me up there?

I'm gonna go stay with the kids.

They're very strong.

(GROWLING)

What!

Oh, God.

Abbott Hayes.

(CLICKING)

(GUN COCKING)

(GROANS)

What?

Oh!

(SCREAMING)

(GASPING)

(PANTING)

Hughes! What did you do?

Jesus Christ! What did you do?

What was it?

What? Abbott...

Abbott Hayes.

Abbott Hayes?

Oh, my God. How can I help?

You know what you have to do.

I can't.

Do it. -I can't.

Get some backbone, Randolph.

No. I can't.

No, I can't.

MAN: Can I get some help with this one?

(SIREN WAILING)

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

MAN: Is that all of 'em?

RANDOLPH: Hey, Laurie.

How come you didn't go to the concert with Candy and the gang?

I thought you had the day off.

Well, Dave pulled another all-nighter.

So I had to open up the diner.

That's typical.

Sy, Bob, Sheriff, can I get you any more coffee?

I don't know why you put up with him.

RANDOLPH: I need a drink.

SY: You're too old to party like that.

(HUMMING)

GIRL 1: I can't believe Laurie's missing the concert.

GIRL 2: Dave takes advantage of Laurie.

You know, she's the one that got the tickets

and she has to work?

Hey, girls, did you see what we just passed over there?

Don't say it, Steve.

The cemetery across from the breeding ground.

Steve, you know, you say it one more time,

I'm never going out with you again.

Steve, stop it. You're scaring Denise.

Well, Candy Drammen, your face scares me.

Steve, you're such a jerk.

Abbott. Abbott.

Abbott Hayes.

You don't really believe those old ghost stories, do you?

Yes, I do.

Killed and raped all those women.

And kept their bodies in his house for company.

Not the type of person that I want to run into.

And besides, rumors have it he's still runnin' around these parts of the country.

The thought of bumping into him still scares the shit out of me.

You can't be serious. The guy is dead.

Fine, then. I won't say his name, I promise.

-Abbott Hayes.

-Hayes.

-Abbott Hayes. -Abbott Hayes.

-Abbott Hayes.

Fuck you!

The guy was killed in prison. So?

So? His body was missing from the morgue.

Let's see.

He was embalmed, dressed and awaiting burial, and then poof?

No body?

What? Did he just get up and walk away?

Maybe he was out looking for a date, Steve.

It's just a bunch of ghost stories. Dead men don't walk.

There's nothing to it.

Nothing to it?

Bodies at the morgue unaccounted for?

Gee, let's see. Hmm.

I get it. Nothing to it.

So someone was selling the bodies for medical experiments.

Big deal.

I know someone who's seen him.

Someone I trust.

Yeah, well, I don't trust anybody.

Come on. -Come on, Candy.

CANDY: No, I'm just gonna wait here.

Whoo-hoo. (LAUGHS)

Girls, you're lucky it's not dark out.

We might run into Abbott Hayes.

(LAUGHING)

Steve, what are you doing?

Candy, come on.

Candy, come on.

Oh, it's too bad she didn't have to work instead of Laurie.

She's just so uptight. Why doesn't she just chill out?

Quit pickin' on Candy.

I'm not pickin' on Candy.

She's just doesn't know how to have fun.

Abbott Hayes would roll over in his grave

if he saw us partying on his dead mother.

STEVE: Well, maybe he's not in his grave.

I just want to state for the record

that I'm totally against us being here.

Well, I just want to state for the record

I don't give a shit what you have to state for the record, okay?

What do you think about that, huh?

What! Come on! We're just trying to have some fun here, all right?

Aren't we supposed to be meetin' Tom, anyway?

Don't worry. After about 12 more beers we'll meet him.

I do want to make it there alive, thank you.

You know, I don't' know who's more un-cool.

You or your sister. Whatever!

Steve, your attitude really sucks right now.

DENISE: Steve, come on. Quit picking on Candy.

What's your problem?

Enough already. Just leave her alone.

Maybe we should get out of here.

I agree.

Loving mother, my ass. Sick fuck.

Hey. Hey, you okay?

Oh, yeah.

Hey, come on, guys. We're gonna have so much fun at this concert.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Gary, what's up with the windshield?

I thought you said you were gonna get it fixed yesterday?

It's gonna be a lot of fun driving home from the concert tonight

with the headlights coming right at me.

Oh, yeah, sorry. I'll get that tomorrow.

Yeah, sure.

Watch out!

Oh, shit!

(ALL SCREAMING)

STEVE: Abbott Hayes.

(LAUGHING COARSELY)

PASTOR: Lord, please bless these children.

Amen. ALL: Amen.

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

Poor young thing.

Yeah. -Yeah.

(SOBBING)

DAVE: Laurie and I are the only family we have left.

Poor kid.

You sent a sample to the lab for toxicology report on Steve, didn't you?

Yeah.

Should be back by next week.

I'll miss you, Candy.

It was a mechanical problem.

Steve never took care of that van.

Just last week I pulled him over for a blown out headlight.

Hey, guys, cool it, all right? Here she is.

I'll always be there for you, Laurie. Laurie, I'm sorry.

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

All right. You just got to keep an eye out, Dusty.

Mr. Jenkins should be home soon.

Come on, let's hurry up.

This place gives me the creeps when it's dark out.

Keep it down, Dusty.

Ain't no one around here.

You're so paranoid.

What are you afraid of, anyway?

Abbott Hayes, that's what I'm afraid of.

Ain't no one around here.

Except...

Ghosts and goblins and spirits. (LAUGHS)

But not the drinking kind.

Very funny. Very funny.

But, hey, if there's nobody around,

why do we have to keep it down?

'Cause you're givin' me a headache.

(LOW GROWL)

Oh!

I swear, there's gotta be a better way to make a living

than to pawn junk.

(LOW GROWL)

I swear I heard something.

Hey, point that light over here.

(EXHALES COARSELY)

(EXHALES)

You know, you can't scare me.

Here, hold this.

Come on.

(CONTINUES GROWLING SOFTLY))

I swear I heard something.

You must have had your hearing aid turned up.

Listen, if you don't keep that light still

I swear to God, I'm gonna clobber you with it.

(GROWLING)

If we was being watched,

don't you think we would have been confronted by now?

Yeah, I guess so.

Jesus, Jesse! Abbott Hayes!

Dusty, what are you talking about?

Abbott Hayes was murdered in prison years ago.

You know, you listen to too many damn stories.

Hey, Dusty. Look...

(GROANING)

(GROWLS)

(GROWLS TRIUMPHANTLY)

Oh, no, no, no. Not again!

Great. Just great.

Randolph's gonna have a fit.

Damn it!

Damn it all to hell!

I find it hard to believe.

All five bodies are gone.

Disappeared.

And I still can't believe

Jesse didn't put 'em in the ground last night before he left work.

He didn't show up for work this morning.

And he's nowhere to be found.

You don't think... -No.

No, he's not smart enough to steal the corpses and sell the bodies.

Besides, if he were, he would have buried the evidence.

Well, then where is he?

Why don't you call the motel and talk to his sidekick, Dusty?

Sy...

I hate to say this, but...

I think you're gonna need to get 24 hour security out here.

I can't even afford respectable grave diggers.

How am I gonna afford security?

Maybe it's time to sell this place.

You know, if you didn't have a state contract,

you'd be out of business a long time ago.

This place has been in my family for generations.

Sy, let me make this easy for you.

Either you get security out here

or I'm gonna get a court order to have this place closed down.

Too many coffins are being buried without their occupants.

If word got out that bodies are disappearing again, before they were being buried,

this town would have us executed.

Besides, there's too many bad omens associated with this piece of property.

You'll be lucky if you sell it

while you're young enough to enjoy the money.

Really, Sy. Sell this hell hole at any cost.

And just move on.

(ABBOTT EXHALES COARSELY)

(GASPS)

(SCREAMING)

(FRANTIC KNOCKING FROM COFFIN)

(SQUEAKING)

MATTHEW: Wow! This is gonna be mine one day.

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

(ABBOTT HAYES EXHALES COARSELY)

(GROWLS)

The house would be a lot nicer when people are here.

That's for certain. God, it's... Phew!

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

(SIREN WAILS)

I'm Sheriff Randolph, can I help you, son?

Oh, no thanks. Just waiting for a delivery.

I'm Matthew Michaels.

Oh, Joseph Michaels' boy.

Yeah.

Yeah, I've spoken to your father on the phone.

You folks are saviors around here.

If there's anything I can do to help you,

you just give me a call.

(GROWLING)

This area needs revitalizing.

Hopefully, this will be the first dealership in a huge auto mall.

Well, that's our plan.

My father's dealerships have been very successful in Youngstown.

Car dealership. Mmm-hmm.

New jobs, revenues...

The community's very excited

about the new blood that's coming to town.

This place is perfect for a dealership.

Just perfect! It's right off the inter-state.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, this property was a great find.

This is the first time this property has come on the market.

Really?

Previous owner never wanted to sell.

So where are you gonna put the show?

The show is gonna be right about there.

And all around it, there'll be acres and acres of used cars.

Then new cars will be right over there, off to the side, behind the show.

That's great. That's great.

This side of town needs new.

Anything new just to bring life back into this community.

MAN: Let's get to work.

(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Hi, Matthew Michaels, appreciate you being on time.

JOSEPH: Was the delivery on schedule?

Yes, sir. Everything's on time and in its place, sir.

Gregg Peters will be the foreman of this project.

He will show you the ropes.

Gregg and his crew will give you an education like no university can.

Joe, let's go.

JOSEPH: Now your mother and I will be out when you return.

So I expect to meet with you first thing in the morning.

Yes, sir.

Gregg, you'll be in charge.

The sheriff's on board, right?

Yes, sir. All taken care off.

He's... In our back pocket.

Good. I like to hear that.

Jo. Jo, enough already. We're gonna be late.

Marilyn, just a couple of minutes, I'll be right there.

I'm not waiting much longer.

Marilyn, who cares if we're gonna be late?

It's just another boring party with your friends, anyway.

Well, that's real nice. That's real nice.

I'm spending an afternoon with an ex-con, that's lovely.

Did you get enough money? Pay your bail this time?

What, you front it for him?

(SIGHS)

MAN 1: Hey, kid, room eight!

MATTHEW: Thank you. Thanks.

Dusty?

Dusty?

(RINGING BELL)

Oh, my step monster picked this place.

Dusty, it's me. It's Laurie.

I hear you, I'm coming.

(TRUCK PASSING BY)

Hey. -Hey.

Okay, this should do it.

Are you sure you're getting the hang of this motel management business?

You should really get somebody to clean up in here.

Clean up what here?

Clean up in here!

Oh, well, I'd do just fine. Thank you.

I know...

I noticed that the parking lot's full.

I saw that a lot of the cars have Ohio plates.

Yeah, that's that construction crew.

They're working on that development.

Diggin' up the old Hayes' place and the cemetery, too.

I wouldn't work there for a million bucks.

Dusty, you wouldn't work there 'cause you'd have to go outside.

I seen what's outside and I don't want it to see me.

Oh, you got the bread and the peanut butter.

Dusty, I've got to go to work.

Don't forget the list. Okay.

Have it all made out for you.

Okay.

Bye.

Thanks again.

MAN: Hi. -Hi.

Do you work here? -Oh, no.

I work at the diner down the road.

I was just making a delivery.

Are you with the construction crew?

(HESITANTLY) You could say that.

I'm actually just checking in.

I'm sorry. My name's Laurie.

Hi, I'm Matthew.

It's nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.

I gotta run. I gotta open up the diner.

Um... Hope I see you around.

Yeah, I'll look forward to it.

I gotta run.

Bye.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

How you doing? I'm Gregg Peters.

I was the foreman for your father in that remodeling job.

Oh, of course. Glad to have you on board.

Here you go.

So, how's your room at the motel?

The motel?

Motel.

I rented a house with some of the boys.

I guess they didn't teach you that at the frat house.

No, all they thought us was how to play cards and throw raging keggers.

Well, when you've worked enough jobs on the road,

you'll learn things like that.

That's why I'm here, Gregg. To learn.

Get under it. Flip it over.

Oh, thank you.

Brad, come on down here for a minute.

Sure, Gregg.

What's up?

Hey!

I need you to dig a trench.

We're gonna put the coffins in them,

I'm gonna relocate them right here on site.

But I need you to dig this trench large enough to accommodate all the coffins.

Okay. But I thought we were moving them to another cemetery.

Well, we're not.

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)

Sheriff Randolph doesn't have any kind of problem with that relocating 'em here,

as long as the town's people don't find out.

I can understand that.

I mean, it would make me mad as hell

if my loved ones were relocated to a mass grave.

Precisely.

One, two, three. (GRUNTS)

You realize how much it would cost

if we had to relocate these remains, this family plot, don't you?

Yeah. Way too expensive.

Cost prohibitive.

Now what I want you to do is dig the trench

where we're gonna pour the concrete for this new showroom.

I don't want the smell seeping up through the floor

when customers are trying to look at new cars, all right?

All right. I totally understand that.

You got it? -Mmm-hmm.

Okay. Here's the plot map.

Handle it. -I will.

(BREATHING COARSELY)

(GROWLS IN ANGER)

(DOG BARKING)

(BONES CRUNCHING) (DOG WHIMPERING)

(ROOSTER CROWING)

(GUNSHOTS ON TV)

(BELL DINGS)

I'm coming.

I'm coming. Keep your shirt on.

What can I do for you?

Sorry to bother you.

But I was wondering if you knew the name of a diner around here

where I could get a decent breakfast.

You say you're looking for a minor with a black vest?

No, no, no, no. A diner with breakfast.

A diner with...

Is that your car blocking my driveway out there?

Uh, yeah, it is. But...

Yeah, I know.

You're one of them guys working at the cemetery, aren't you?

I used to work there when I was younger.

Hard work.

I'll never go there again.

And you should never go there alone either.

(WHISPERING) It's a bad place.

A bad, bad place.

You got to smarten up, kid.

Thanks.

Now, could you just tell me the name of a diner...

Yeah, I heard you, I ain't deaf.

Turn out here to the right, get out a couple miles,

on the left you'll see Dave's diner.

He's the only one still in business around here.

Otherwise, you want to go to the Westside,

we got Mickey D's and Dunkin' Donuts.

Well, thanks very much.

You ever had peanut butter and toast for breakfast?

Uh, no.

It's my favorite.

(FLIES BUZZING)

Oh! Shit!

You okay, man?

I was when I woke up this morning.

What kind of sick bastard would do something like this?

MAN 1: It was such a nice animal.

All right, listen, break it up. Show's over.

Listen, guys. Matthew Michael's father

is coming here couple of days.

Do not let this get to Matthew, all right?

No problem, Gregg. -No problem, Gregg.

Just hose it.

DAVE: Hey, Laurie. Your orders ready.

LAURIE: I heard you the first time, Dave.

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

Hi. -Hi.

I found you.

The manager at the motel recommended Dave's diner.

Oh, Dusty?

He's a character. -Yeah.

Umm, do you want some coffee?

Yeah, that'll be great. -Okay.

The motel room I'm staying in

has a coffee machine with all the fixings in there,

and I tried to make a pot this morning and...

Let's just say I wouldn't give it to a stray dog.

So who's Dave?

Oh, Dave.

He's my uncle. He opened this place back in 1965.

But he passed away a long time ago.

Oh, sorry to hear that.

It's all right. -Hey.

This is my cousin, Dave. It's his place now.

How you doing? -Hey, Dave, nice to meet you.

Matthew.

So...umm, You said you were with the construction crew?

Uh... Kind of.

It's... It's my father's company.

He owns a construction company and a few car dealerships.

Now he wants to add another one to his fleet.

He's actually building me a business.

He said he wants me to learn the "hard knocks" of life.

Wow! That's really nice that he's helping you out like that.

Yeah, you could say that, but...

Well, I was...

I was on the Dean's List at Northwestern, okay, a..a... junior.

Then my father decides it's time for me to get a real education.

And...

Sorry.

You know what? I can actually relate.

I never even got to go to college.

Uh, so...

What's the rumor about the old house near the cemetery?

What rumor is that?

Everyone I speak to tells me to make sure the site's closed up before dark

and that some psycho used to live there.

Well, it's better to be safe than sorry.

There are some things that go bump in the night.

Come on. Every town has ghost stories.

So who is this psycho?

(WHISPERING) Psycho!

Ab... Abbott Hayes.

Abbott Hayes?

And what did Abbott Hayes do?

Well, his mother was probably the brute of his rampage.

Okay. And what did she do

so different from every other mother or step monster mother,

step mother in this world?

She dressed him up as a girl.

Sent him to school as a girl,

took him around town as a girl.

That's horrible.

No one in town noticed the abuse?

Nobody knew anything. He was raised as Alana.

Everybody in town knew him as Alana.

Wow.

So, for almost seven years he abducted women.

Mostly teenagers and young girls from here and surrounding areas.

And the way he got caught was one night the sheriff pulled him over

'cause he had a busted taillight.

And when he opened up the trunk,

he found a young girl tied up in the back.

Then they went to his house.

In his house, they found two decaying corpses in his living room.

Wow!

Wow! That upbringing would make anyone crazy.

How did you find out all of the details?

It came out at the trial. His trial was a huge deal around here.

And then he ended up getting the death penalty

only to end up murdered in prison.

And a lot of people say they can still see him walking around

on at the old home stay.

Wow! That will mess you up.

That upbringing...

It's amazing to me that he didn't commit suicide or kill his mother.

He did.

Wow! Thanks for the education.

Would you like to go out some time?

Uh...

Yeah.

That... that'd be nice.

Okay. How about tomorrow at seven?

How about 6:30?

You know, ghost stories and all?

(LAUGHS) That was good with the ghost stories.

Right.

See you.

Pardon me. -Sorry.

Hello.

MAN: Back it up, back it up.

The other way, fella.

Come on. Help me get this one in the back of the truck.

All right, let's move it, fellas.

How many headstones are there?

We've got a bunch of them.

(GRUNTS)

Where are we taking these to anyway?

(GRUNTS)

(PHONE RINGING)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(DIAL TONE HUMMING)

(SHOUTING) What?

What?

(CLOCK TICKING)

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

(TRAIN RUMBLING PAST)

(MOANING)

(SNIFFING)

What the...

Dadburn it! Son of a bitch!

(GAS LEAKING)

(COUGHS)

Fuck off!

Come on, Walden. Come on.

(ON ANSWERING MACHINE) Hey, this is Walden.

Please leave your unit number and list the repairs that you need

and I'll get around to it.

Thank you very much.

He's never there when you need him.

Somebody's got to go out and turn that gas off.

(GAS HISSING)

Where's that Walden when you need him?

(GROWLS)

Gotta go out there. I mean what's the worst that could...

(COUGHS) happen.

(COUGHING)

There's nothing to fear but fear itself.

(GASPING)

(HISSING STOPS)

(LAUGHING)

There was nothing to be afraid of all this time.

Nothing to fear but fear itself.

Wide open spaces!

I'm back!

(GROWLS) (GASPS)

Oh, no!

No!

(LAUGHING COARSELY)

MAN: Be careful.

Hey, Kelly. Look where you're going!

KELLY: I was in reverse, you backed into me.

MAN: Whoa!

Hey, lookie here.

Well, ain't this one for the books?

A cemetery with empty coffins.

No, hold on. I have the plot map over here.

Hey, you've got the plot map?

Thanks.

All right, this is plot 429.

A Miss Candy Danesi was buried here.

According to this site map here,

there should be one body in this here coffin.

And this one here coffin should be buried in this here grave.

Gregg, can you come up here for a second? We got a problem.

You got an empty coffin, huh?

Well, that's one less body we gotta relocate, right?

What's the matter?

You afraid the town's people are doing medical experiments on the dead or something?

Well, here's the good news, ladies. You're alive.

Now let's handle this while we're young.

MAN: I don't know if I'm gettin' paid enough for this.

MAN 2: This is crazy!

MAN 3: Let's get to work.

Make sure the town's folk don't find out about this thing.

The next thing you know,

is they are gonna try and close down this site, all right?

Well, I'll be out of work until this mess is cleared up.

Exactly.

Hey, excuse me, Gregg. Hey!

If we were planning on relocating the coffins to the Westmoreland cemetery,

then why are you putting the coffins in a trench on this property?

Don't concern yourself with this, Matt.

You were never planning on relocating the coffins.

I don't think this'll go very well with my father.

Or for that matter...

Your father already knows.

So does Sheriff Randolph.

It was their idea.

It's called the cost of doing business, Matt.

Lesson number two.

MATTHEW: I know this is a weird place to take a girl on a first date,

but, I promise, by the second date,

all these coffins will be relocated.

LAURIE: Do you take all your dates to such lively places?

You want to get out?

Okay. (CHUCKLES)

JOSEPH: I should arrive before 6:00.

I sent Matthew to get a copy of the blueprint.

There was only a place in Pittsburgh

that could handle a document of that size.

Everything on schedule?

Yes, sir. -Perfect!

I'll have the copies ready for your perusal.

Now after I finish at the site,

I'll meet you at the restaurant.

Just makes sure Brad is on time.

Yes, sir.

I look forward to seeing the new home of Michael's Motors.

(MUTTERING)

(STARTS ENGINE)

(GRUNTING)

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

MAN 1: Oh!

MAN 2: Open it up.

(MEN EXCLAIMING)

It smells!

Whoa! This guys hands are really mangled.

This guy was buried alive.

(SCOFFS)

The lining's all shredded.

And how did the wood get gouged out?

He broke his fingers scratching at the lid.

You and your horror novels.

(SQUISHES)

Fingernail.

Oh, that's gross, Jeff.

(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)

Ah! Geez, Brad, you scared me to death.

Sorry, Mr. Michaels.

I was beginning to wonder about you.

Sorry. What would you like to see first?

Let me take a look around

and if I have any questions, I'll ask.

Of course.

Hey! Hey, you know you kids are trespassing?

I thought you had the placed locked up?

Well...

(BREATHING COARSELY)

Well, do something.

What do you want...

Hey! Hey, you know you kids are on private property here.

Hey, look, you guys are gonna have to get out of here.

JOSEPH: If you kids leave right now

I won't have to report you to the authorities.

We're gonna have to get security out here, right now.

Right.

(MOANING)

Brad, open this door.

The keys are inside.

Look, Mr. Michaels, let's get out of here.

We can call the police from my van.

No, no. I'm not gonna let a bunch of punks scare me off of my property.

Uh-uh.

Mr. Michaels, hurry up!

I'm not going anywhere.

These punks can't chase me off.

(GROWLING)

Mr. Michaels, help me!

(GASPING)

(GASPING) Help me!

Help! Help!

(ALL GROWLING)

(GROANING)

Get off of me!

(SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

(LATCHES DOOR)

Mr. Michaels?

Mr. Michaels?

Mr. Michaels?

Mr. Michaels?

Mr. Michaels?

(STARTS ENGINE)

Kelly, did you see Mr. Michaels on your way in?

Yeah, he was having breakfast over at Dave's.

Well, why did he leave his car at the office?

His car was in the parking lot when I left.

Who are you talking about?

I'm talking about Matthew, who you talking about?

I'm talking about Joseph Michaels.

His car is here and I was supposed to meet him last night.

Sorry, man.

(PHONE RINGING)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)

Brad, it's Gregg. It's eight o'clock and you're late.

Please, give me a call. I haven't heard from either you or Mr. Michaels.

I'm getting a little worried here.

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

(SOFT UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(GROWLS)

(DOOR KNOB RATTLING)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

(LOUD GROAN)

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

(ZOMBIES MUNCHING)

Zombies!

(STUTTERS)

Hey... Hey, look, if you can hear me, just...

(GROWLS) (GASPS)

(GRUNTING)

No.

No! Hey, that's...

(ENGINE STARTS)

Oh, my Lord!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GRUNTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Strong drive.

(PHONE RINGING)

Come on, Laurie, just...

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Where's the phone, Laurie? Find it. Find your phone, Laurie!

(RINGING CONTINUES)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Laurie, it's me, Matthew.

Hey!

Hey, look, we have to get out of here, okay.

What's wrong? I saw blood, Laurie.

(STUTTERING) And these things.

Look, I saw them. At least they had to...

Wait! Who is they?

I saw these things, Laurie.

And I swear they were the walking dead.

I mean, they smelled like hell (STUTTERING) and they...

Laurie, we have to get the cops. We have to get out of here!

Hey, calm down!

Those things out there went to high school with my sister, Candy.

I was at their funeral.

We grew up together.

They were my friends, too.

I could be one of them.

Matthew, I could be walking with the living dead.

That's interesting because I thought you told me

that your sister Candy and her friends died in a car accident last year.

They did.

I never told you

but I was supposed to go to the concert with them.

Except Dave got sick

and I had to open up the diner.

Matthew, this town has a history you don't know anything about.

(STUTTERING) Who or what are they?

They're zombies. Zombies?

No, no, no rumors... No.

Small town stories, just a...

Just a... Just a history.

Fact, not fiction!

We have to turn on all the lights.

Help me turn on the lights.

If Dave or the Sheriff drop by and they see that the lights are on,

they'll know that something's wrong

'cause we never leave the lights on, okay.

Matthew, help me lock the doors.

(ALL MOANING)

(SIREN WAILING)

All right, you kids.

Stop right there.

Oh, shit!

Oh!

(GROWLING) LAURIE: Sheriff!

(GASPS)

(GROWLS)

It was nice of you to drop by.

Yeah, looks like it.

They're walking again.

You knew this could happen, didn't you?

What's that supposed to mean?

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Damn! If I shoot out the windows, they'll be all over us.

Well, what are we supposed to do?

My radio is in the car, we're trapped in here.

How are the phones? -Phones are dead.

RANDOLPH: Has Dave maintained the backup generator?

LAURIE: Dave sees to it like clockwork.

Wait, I have my cell phone, I'll call 911.

I am 911.

Okay, then I'll call Gregg.

He always carries a gun in the office.

(DIALING)

Great. Battery's dead.

(PHONE BEEPING)

GREGG: Hello? -Hello? Gregg?

Hey!

Gregg. -Hello?

Yes, this is Sheriff Randolph. -Yeah.

Listen, I need your help over at Dave's diner.

What do you need? -Yeah.

We're surrounded. Surrounded?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

I will tell you the details later.

What the hell are you... -Listen.

Whatever you see walking around the building is not,

and I repeat, is not a living being.

You are joking, right?

Trust me.

Now listen, Gregg. I want you to get every weapon, every bullet,

every man you can and get over here.

We'll go to the site. -No, no, no.

You don't want to go to the construction site at this time of night.

Go to my office, shoot the lock off the rifle case

bring those rifles, too.

And one last thing, Gregg. The only way to stop these things...

is with a bullet to the head.

Do you hear me?

(SIGHS) Battery died.

I hope he got that last part.

Me, too.

MATTHEW: Could somebody please tell me what's going on?

RANDOLPH: First occurrence was in '68.

There's conflicting rumors how it all started.

But some people claim that it was a Venus probe that crashed back to Earth,

released radiation,

the dead began to walk.

Living zombies eating human flesh.

Troops were sent in, the exterminated the infested.

Unfortunately, they weren't thorough.

(ZOMBIES MOANING)

There was another outbreak in '86, except...

I know the answer.

No, hold on. I want to hear this.

Except what? (SIGHS)

They weren't very thorough then, either.

But maybe there was some truth to the... The contamination.

Contamination?

We were never able to prove anything.

The last time it happened, it was contained in this small area.

(ALL MOANING)

I was working with this ex-partner of mine named Hughes.

He left the force and became of one of those survivalist guys.

You know, they live in the woods, in the sticks.

Everything was pretty secure.

We had one last area to check out.

This old farm.

So I recruited Hughes to check out the barn.

We found these kids hiding in there.

You found me and my friends.

We did.

As I recall,

I wanted to check out the barn more thoroughly.

No. No.

Hughes is the one who checked out the barn.

And you would have given him proper back up...

You know what? Maybe he'd still be around today.

RANDOLPH: Maybe it was Hughes' idea. He was fearless.

After he single-handedly cleared out the south sector,

I agreed to go with him.

But we had no idea what was waiting for us in that barn.

You have to understand...

I don't have to understand anything.

You have to understand that the last case that Hughes and I worked on

was the Abbott Hayes murders.

That case broke Hughes.

We put Abbott Hayes away.

Put him in prison, where he was murdered.

(GROWLS)

Hughes had killed dozens of zombies that day.

He was not prepared to come face to face with Abbott Hayes.

Eyes, they seemed to glow like a midnight blue.

They were hypnotizing.

But I didn't stick around long enough to see if the shots...

Well, obviously not, because he's still walking around.

And if you had any kind of a backbone...

No, I swear I was doing my job that night.

You need to remember that I was there.

(BOTH ARGUING)

Okay!

Nothing is gonna get solved by arguing.

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

(GROWLING)

GREGG: Hold your fire!

(GUNS COCKING)

(FIRING)

Whoa! Whoa! Hold it. Everybody, hold your fire.

Get into the diner.

Come on, move it!

Get your ass into the diner! Let's go! Come on!

(GROWLING)

Come on. Let's go, you guys.

Come on in. Let's go.

Hurry up. Let's go. Come on, come on, come on.

Watch your backs, let's get that door closed.

Don't let those things near you. Let's go, come on!

Is everyone okay?

Yeah, we're just fine.

Great.

Now that we're here, where should we begin?

There's a dozen of them out there.

There's more than a dozen.

What the hell are they?

Well, they're not human.

Let's get that straight.

They're zombies, flesh-eaters.

What? -MAN 1: Zombies?

If we don't destroy these things,

we become their next meal.

Only one way to kill them is with a shot to the head.

Now, let's get organized.

Gregg, hand out the weapons.

Make sure everyone has an extra box of ammo.

(GROWLING)

Gregg, we have plenty of ammo.

Make sure people get enough.

Yeah, yeah, I'm moving.

And make sure they get the right caliber.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Hey, did you see that? -See what?

Look outside. -I saw it.

The trucks' lights just went off.

Hey, I'm here for a job... -Give it a rest.

You complain no matter what.

Listen!

Just because they're not human

doesn't mean they can't surprise.

And listen up, this isn't a game.

We're here to save each other's lives. No screwing around.

Matthew.

You should stay here with Laurie.

Take this extra gun and keep her safe in the back.

LAURIE: I don't think so... -Okay.

Everybody grab a buddy and cover each other.

The most important instruction I can give you

is to avoid contact with the zombie's teeth.

If anyone gets bitten, they need to be shot...

in the head.

Okay?

Let's roll.

Let's be careful out there.

Don't join the ranks of the walking dead.

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

Welcome to the party, Sheriff.

Let's go!

(MEN YELLING)

(MEN FIRING)

MAN: Too many of them!

(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Freak!

Die again!

(GROWLING)

Now look, Laurie,

I want you to lock yourself in, okay?

And no matter what happens,

you still owe me another date.

Wait, don't... Don't leave.

Look, Laurie, I have to. Just stay here.

Please, don't leave me.

Laurie, I have to. Now stay here.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

Okay? I'll be back.

(SHUDDERING)

Of all the places in all the world

my dad could've picked for the biggest dealership,

he had to pick the one right down the street from walking dead central.

(FIRING CONTINUES)

This is... This is walking dead central.

Where's my gun? Where's my gun?

Keep walking, keep walking.

Stop walking.

Head. Head.

(GROANING)

Direct hit.

God! (SHUDDERING) God, please don't.

(GRUNTING)

Please work. Please work!

You're doing a bang-up job, kiddo. I'll take over from here.

Die, you freaks from hell!

Die!

There you go.

MAN: Uh-oh. What the... (SCREAMING)

(ZOMBIE BREATHING COARSELY)

(SHUDDERING) Oh, God! Please!

(SOBBING)

(ZOMBIE BREATHING COARSELY)

(PANICKING)

(SCREAMS) (GROWLING)

(SCREAMING STOPS)

(MOANING)

(SOBBING)

(FOOTSTEPS PATTERING)

Oh, not the exhaust fan.

(SCREAMING)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(LAURIE GRUNTING)

(CLICKING)

Laurie!

You all right? Yeah, thank you.

I gotta get back out there.

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

Sheriff. Sheriff.

Don't make contact with their teeth.

(COUGHING)

Do it.

Do it!

Come on.

Do it!

Come on. You have to.

Don't let me turn into one of them.

Do it!

Do it!

(SIRENS WAILING)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(INDISTINCT TALKING OVER POLICE RADIO)

What... What the hell is...

Oh, no. Not again.

Hey, are you okay?

Come on, Laurie. Candy died a long time ago.

I'm sorry. You shouldn't be here.

Matt, why don't you take her home?

So what happened to Sheriff Randolph?

Laurie shot him.

It was a direct hit.

I need a drink.

Hey, lovely shot, kid. -Thanks, man.

(GROWLS)

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

(SIGHS)

We got to check out that barn.

The only way to stop these things is with a shot to the head.

That's why I'm here, Gregg. To learn.

They're walking again.

You knew this could happen, didn't you?

I seen what's outside and I don't want it to see me.

I look forward to seeing the new home of Michael's Motor's.

Brad, it's Gregg. It's eight o'clock and you're late.

(GROWLS)

Hey, you guys see any more zombies?