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Previously on Z Nation...

Those are zombie bites.

Eight of them.

You're looking at
the only human known

to have survived
being bitten by a zombie.

If we can get him to
the lab in California,

they can use his blood and make
more of the vaccine.

Is that what I think?
They ain't sharks!

You still think about him?

Antoine? I try not to.

Antoine?

Is that him?

No.

Even if I never know for sure
what happened to Antoine,

I'm okay with being here now.

With you.

I'm good with that too.

This is a national emergency.

I've decided
to catalog all the theories

about where the Z virus
came from.

There's more than a few.

Is it what the Zoroastrians
would call frashökérétí?

Or are we contaminated
with Amazon brain rot?

Or maybe we passed through
the tail of a comet

that sprinkled the earth
with zombie dust.

Or was it a defense-department
weaponized virus that escaped the lab?

Or how about
self-fulfilling prophecy?

Public fascination with all things
zombie just willed it into existence.

As things went south,
the theories got weirder.

Good times for religions with
an end-of-the-world scenario.

The crazier, the better.

The apocalypse business
was booming.

At least while there was
still business to boom.

It reminds me of
a poem by Yeats.

"And what rough beast,
its hour come round at last

"Slouches toward Bethlehem
to be born?"

There is no cure.

What rough beast indeed.

Father, we ask that you watch
over our brothers and sisters

as they leave our congregation
for a greater journey.

Amen.

And although we will not
see them again in this life,

they will live on
through their sacrifice.

Now I ask you all to rise.

Brother Eli, Brother Matthew,

please help
with the Resurrected.

Now let us pray.

For today is a day of joy.

I ask now for the anointed
to please step forward.

These brothers and sisters
will soon know

the true meaning of peace

that only belief
and resurrection can bring.

May these keep you safe
on your journey

and serve as the instrument
of your salvation.

I envy you, brothers. Sister.

Let us ring the bell
and joyously call out

for more of the Resurrected
to join our flock.

Brother Eli, Brother Matthew,

please prepare to greet them.

No Z's in sight.

Anybody else worried about
Mr. Sunshine out there?

I know.
He's looking worse.

Yeah, he was pretty
creepy to start with.

Come on, guys.
Give him a break.

It's the apocalypse. None of
us look our best, you know.

It's like one long bad hair day.

Speaking of hair, what's with
all the bald patches?

Maybe that vaccine
is like zombie chemo.

Maybe the vaccine isn't working.

What do you think, Doc?

I've seen Z's
look better than him.

Will he make it to California?

If we haul ass.

If he goes zombie, we
might have to put him down.

Dibs on piking him.

If he turns, piking him is
the least of our problems.

What?

Pit stop's over.
Let's get moving.

I have a ginormous
bladder. Sue me.

Man, I sure could use some of them
Kansas City barbecue ribs about now.

How about you, darlin'? You're
a big rib eater, aren't you?

You know, I was almost
starting to feel sorry for you.

You look pretty happy for someone
who hasn't eaten in two days.

Could be worse.

Really? We're still
alive, aren't we?

You were always
a glass-half-full kinda guy.

It's what I love about you.

Actually, I'm looking forward to getting
some food and a hot shower at Province Town.

Well, don't get your hopes up. We don't
even know if this place still exists.

Hammond had it marked on
his map as a resupply place.

And if his contact there is the same Major
Williams from my National Guard days,

we might actually get some help.

So we're relying on
the map of a dead guy?

In case you forgot, that dead guy
was a hero who died protecting you.

Just because he's dead
doesn't make him a hero.

Well, I hope
Province Town does exist,

because we're out of just
about everything but hope.

One thousand five hundred
and fifty-four.

"Surrender all weapons"?
Are they serious?

Looks like.

What do you wanna do?

Their town, their rules.

Looks like we don't have
much of a choice.

Stop right there!
This is a private compound.

I'm gonna have to ask you to turn
around and go back the way you came.

I'm looking for Major Williams.

Joe Williams.
And who are you?

I'm Sergeant Charles Garnett,
Georgia National Guard.

We've known each other
going back pre-Z.

Wait there. Your crew
stays in the truck.

They try to get out, or we
see a weapon, we'll fire.

Easy, everyone. Charlie's
got it under control.

So you're calling him
Charlie now?

Yeah, and I'm gonna start calling
you my bitch if you don't shut up.

Well, holy shit.

It's the ghost
of Charlie Garnett.

Never expected to see you again.
At least not alive.

Hey, Joe. Didn't expect
to see you again either.

Looks like we're both
still standing.

Looks like.

Last time I saw you, you were pulling
my ass out of a ditch full of Z's.

Just returning the favor.

How many Z's we kill that day?

Not enough.

Do you mind?

Stand down.

You're the first person
I've seen from before.

How the hell you end up here?

I'm actually on a mission
for the government,

if you can believe that.

If it was anybody
but you, I wouldn't.

We've come from New York.

Haven't eaten in a few days.

New York?

Haven't seen anyone east of the
Mississippi for over a year.

How many of you are there?

Eight. Including a doctor.

Real doctor?
Sort of.

He's watched a lot of ER.

All right.

Come inside and tell me your story.
We'll get you some food.

But the truck stays outside.

Let 'em in. And of course, you'll
have to check your weapons.

Just make sure
we get these back.

Why is this not making
me feel any safer?

Looks like it's seen
a little action.

Ex-prison guard?
TSA.

Just like Dodge City.

We have our reasons.

Makes sense. Strong on the outside.
Safe on the inside.

Major, you're not
gonna believe this.

Three of Jacob's flock are back.

Major Williams?
We'd like to come back.

We were wrong to leave.

Jacob turned out to be just
some crazy cult leader.

We brought food.

What do you want us to do?

If they're clean,
let 'em back in.

Probably won't be the last
of his sheep to wander back.

I feel so much lighter
without that damn hammer.

Yeah, I feel naked,
and not in a good way.

When we started out,
everyone was armed.

Then one day, a guy decided
to shoot his wife's boyfriend.

He turned, and we
lost five people.

So we made a rule. Only
guards could carry inside.

Then a trading group came in.

Took a gun off a guard.

Seven dead that time. We
were lucky it wasn't worse.

We have a strong perimeter.
Never been breached.

All our problems happened inside.
So we removed the threats.

No weapons inside
the walls, period.

It's a better way
to live. Safer.

Being armed all the time
has an effect on people.

Maybe I'm naive,
but this gives me hope.

Is this a zombie cage?

Doesn't see much use these days.

We patrol the surrounding
area for Z's twice a day,

so they aren't really a problem.

It's the people we
have to worry about.

Since going weapon-free, we've gone
over a year without a fatality.

Think about that.

You've been out in the world. How many
deaths have you seen in the last year?

Enough for a lifetime.

What if someone, you know,
dies of natural causes?

Sure, that could happen.

All the doors and gates close automatically,
sealing off each section of the compound.

Like on a submarine.
Can't be opened by Z's.

Everything's been
zombie-proofed.

You ever hear of the Titanic?

You're welcome to wait
outside in your vehicle.

You'll have to forgive my friend.
He's, uh, been through a lot.

We all have.

Nothing's perfect, but this
is as close as it gets.

After a while, most people find they
can actually sleep through the night.

Really? I can't
imagine that.

We grow all our own
fruits and vegetables.

The scraps and our waste all
go into a biomass generator.

We're up to four hours
of electricity a day.

Really?
That's cool.

What's their story?

We had a little trouble a
while back with a preacher we took in.

He drank his own Kool-Aid.

Decided the Zompocalypse was
actually the Second Coming

and we needed to save
the Z's, not kill them.

Calls 'em "The Resurrected."
Real whack-job.

I'm not an expert on the Bible,

but I'm pretty sure there's
nothing in there about zombies.

We had to kick him out,
along with his followers.

I've seen this kind of thing before.
Crazy spreads fast.

So why would you
let them back in?

They all had family still here.

I knew once they were out a
while, they'd get hungry or scared

and some would come back.

Like clockwork, these
three turned up today.

Not true believers, huh?

Hard to believe
on an empty stomach.

Speaking of which, let's get
you people something to eat.

First meal is on me.
The rest you trade for.

No meat of course.
Hope you're vegetarian.

Oh, yeah.

We're headed
to a CDC lab in California.

You're never gonna
make it to California.

Yeah, that's what
I've been told.

No, seriously.

The Z's are swarming out west.
Millions of them.

Been hearing about it
second and thirdhand.

Nothing left to eat in the city,

so they're pouring into open
country, forming mega herds.

And rumor has it the whole
west coast is a no-go zone.

Well, we still got to try.

The guy's a pain in the ass,

but he's our only chance
for a cure.

Getting yourself killed
won't cure anything.

I could use you here. I need
experienced soldiers and a doctor.

That's a tempting offer, Joe.

But we got to keep going.

Clock's ticking on our guy.

In fact, I could use your help.

We could use an old-school
ass kicker like you

out on the road.

I don't know.

I've seen so much hope
come to nothing.

This is the first thing I've been
a part of that might actually work.

These folks rely on me.

I know.

I get it.

I've got a spare room
two or three of you can use.

The rest can grab a bunk
in the community room.

Let me think about
what you said.

We'll talk more tomorrow.

In the meantime, get some rest.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

Dude. Dude, slow down. They're
not gonna take it from you.

So...

We got the lowdown
on the sleeping situation.

There's a room that two or three of us
can share, and there's a communal bunk.

Dibs on the room.

What? Be less risk of anyone
figuring out who I am.

I think we should
give it to those two.

What? No, no, no. We're not a...

Yeah, you guys take it.
Yeah.

Is it that obvious?

Well...

If we're gonna do the time,
we may as well do the crime.

- What are you doing? Are you serious?
- Yes.

It's not exactly
what I was, um...

It's perfect.

Roberta, um...
- Yeah?

Uh... I mean, come on.
This room, it's like,

you know,
"Here's the bed!"

It's, um...

Cozy.

Yeah.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

Hey, um, I don't have any...

We'll think of something.

I went to Catholic school.

Oh.

- Chair.
- All right.

What, are you worried
about the nuns?

Never know.

For indeed we have had
good news preached to us,

just as the unbelievers.

But the word they heard
did not profit them,

for their hearts
were closed to the truth.

So then we shall
open their eyes.

That fella seems pretty popular for a
guy who just got kicked out of here.

It was a lot harder
than we expected.

Thought we'd be
better off back here.

Lucky for you the Major was
willing to take you in again.

Yes, it was lucky for us all.

Hey, Luke.
Glad to see you back, man.

I knew you were too smart to
fall for that Jacob clown.

Yeah. It wasn't at all what I thought
it was gonna be. Glad to be back.

I think I left some meds
in my ammo bag.

Do you mind checking for me?

Yeah. Sure, hang on.

Hey, are you all right?

Listen to me, all of you,
for I have good news.

The Major didn't believe in
the word of Jacob. But he will.

All of you will be given
another chance to hear his word

and join
the Resurrection Church.

What are you doing?
Get down from there.

He's got a weapon!

For as the Father raises the
dead and gives them life,

so also the Son gives
life to whom he will.

He's gonna turn.

Damn it.

Oh, God! Luke! Help me secure these doors!
We have to contain them!

Are you sure you didn't
go to Catholic school?

Uh-uh. Go away!

Hey! This is a very
bad time to bother us.

Oh, terrible time.

Who's there?

Zombies?

It can't be.

Murphy!

Murphy!

Murphy, come on!
Come on!

Come on! Let's go!
Hurry!

I would give my left
nut for that Z-whacker right now!

Come on, you guys!
Let's go!

Oh, that was a bad one.

Where's Murphy?

The last we saw,
he ran out some other door.

We need a leash for that guy.

Someone wedged that door
open for the zombies.

What?

We can barely face
these guys one at a time.

This outbreak spreads, they'll
be coming at us 50 at a time.

What about Murphy
and the others?

I don't know.
We need weapons.

Joe. What the hell
happened?

Jacob and his cult. The ones we
let back in slit their throats.

- What?
- Goddamn suicide zombies.

They sabotaged the doors.

Insane bastards.

Everything we've worked for,
it's gone. All gone.

We need weapons.

The armory's full of Z's.
We can't get in there.

Well, you got to have some
hidden somewhere.

No. They're all in the cage.
All of them?

How are we supposed
to defend ourselves?

I thought we were zombie-proof!

Hey, Joe. You got to pull
yourself together, man.

There's got to be
a way out of here.

Garnett!

- Thank God you're okay.
- Where's Murphy?

We got separated.
Zombies everywhere.

10K? He's out there somewhere.

If anybody can make it, he can.

If only he had his gun.

You have to get to the emergency
exit before we're completely overrun.

- Where is it?
- Through those doors.

There's a long hallway
ending in a reinforced door.

It leads outside the perimeter.

Don't stop till you hit the woods, then
you can double back around to your truck.

What about you?

I've got to stay and try to
save as many as I can.

Ready?

- Indeed.
- All right, let's go!

Die, you freakin' Z! Human!
Human. Human.

Sorry. You look like
one of them.

You don't look so good
yourself, sweetheart.

Look, I need some help.

We'll stick together. Two
of us might have a chance.

Why didn't you help?

Why didn't it attack you?

Are you part of this?
No! No.

For God's sakes! Don't leave me!

Come, brothers and sisters!
It is as I foretold!

Our Second Coming is here!

Behold the Resurrected!

It's time to take
what is rightfully ours.

Bring me the blasphemers alive.

It's jammed!
It won't open!

Turn around! Turn around!

Back up! The door's blocked!

Guys, we're not gonna make it.

We have to turn around!

Go back!

Charlie, I'm scared.

Push those Z's back!

I can't even turn around.

Push!

Hey, hey, hey!
Addy, come here.

Stay with me, Addy.

Hey, hey. It's okay.

How do we get out of here?

I've been using the roofs to move. The
cult freaks are in the compound. Armed.

Murphy?
Haven't seen him.

We need weapons. Then we'll find Murphy.
Let's go.

Greetings, brothers and sisters.

The Resurrection Church
welcomes you.

Please raise your hands
to the heavens,

or I will resurrect
you where you stand.

Let them go. The Resurrected
will take care of them.

The rest of you, come with us.

The last of the Resurrected
have been secured.

And those who died today have the honor
of entering into grace ahead of us.

Blessed is the path before them.

Blessed will their journey be.

Brothers and sisters, I know you
have hate in your hearts right now,

and do not come willingly
to this test of faith.

But today, each of you will become
part of the New Resurrection Church.

First, however, you must
choose how you will serve.

You may join the living flock and spend
your days serving the Resurrected.

Or your souls taking the next step
on their journey to eternal life.

The time has come
for you to choose.

Join me and walk among the
living, or follow this blasphemer

who thought he could oppose the
righteous and now walks among the dead.

Now don't feel sorrow for the
Major, brothers and sisters.

Although we stood
against the man he was,

we take joy in his choice
to join the Resurrected!

Blessed is the path before him!

What choice?

To live with you lunatics
or die and become a zombie?

I don't know your name, brother.

But I welcome you
to the Resurrection Church.

With us, you will know
everlasting joy and peace.

There was peace here.

Joe Williams, the man you
killed, gave you peace.

This was a good place.
This was a safe place.

And it can be again!

It's not too late.
Put down your weapons.

Let's live the way
that people are supposed to.

Helping one another and
working together.

It's not too late. Put down your weapons.
Let us free.

We'll help you.

The Resurrected aren't any
closer to God than you and I are.

I envy you, brother.

The time for you to walk
among the Resurrected is near.

Charlie...

I'm gonna kill you,
you psychotic bastard.

Don't you worry, sister. You
won't be far behind your Charlie.

Shoot him.
I can't get a shot.

I need to get on the roof.
You get the truck.

Rejoice as both of you will walk before
me on the road to everlasting life.

Listen, Jacob. Kill me,
resurrect me, but spare the others.

Don't be afraid, brother.

I send you to a better place.

Blessed is the path before him!

I am the new resurrection
and the life.

Whoever believes in me, though
he die, yet shall he live.

Stop!

If you think the Resurrected
are one step closer to heaven,

then prepare to meet
your new God.

Come, brother. Step away
from the Resurrected.

That's no place for a mortal human.
Come join our flock. All are welcome.

Join your flock?

I am not one of the Resurrected.

I'm your messiah.

That's blasphemy, brother. We can
all see you're one of the living.

Eight times I was bitten,

and did not turn!

Eight times I was infected
by their bloody saliva.

And yet here I stand before you.

And I am here to tell you
that he is a false prophet!

For I am the true incarnation
of the Resurrected!

What the hell is he doing?

I have no idea.

Kill the blasphemer.

But the bites, Jacob.

He's a false prophet!
I can prove it!

I can prove
that my words are true.

Tell us, blasphemer.

How can you possibly
prove this outrageous lie?

I'll show you.

Observe, ye of little faith.

Jesus.

No. Just Murphy.

Okay, that's enough of that.

The Resurrected will not attack
me because they love and fear me.

Behold, my flock.

There's your proof,
brothers and sisters!

Now let us go, Jacob,

before my flock
resurrects all of you!

Jacob, what if
he's speaking the truth?

He's no messiah.
I'll prove it.

There's one last test
for you to pass, blasphemer.

Damn it.

A bullet to the heart
will reveal the truth!

No!

Charlie. Charlie.

You'll be okay.
Go get... Go get Murphy.

I'm not leaving you.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Then go.

Live.

No.

Don't.

Don't go.

Come on!

- Warren, we have to go.
- No.

- We have to go now!
- We can't let him turn!

- No! I have to give him mercy!
- There's no time!

No! Let me go!

- No! Wait a minute!
- There's no time.

No. No. Wait!

Wait! Come on. Come on. Come on.

We have to go, 10K!

Stop!

What is she doing?

Shh.

Charles Garnett,
I give you mercy.

Let's go.

Someday, maybe we'll find out

the real reason the
zombie apocalypse happened.

All this death and destruction.
All the pain and heartache.

Who do we blame?

Maybe it was a government
virus that escaped the lab.

Maybe it was voodoo.

Or maybe
God just doesn't like us.

Some days, though, I wonder if
we brought this on ourselves.

We had a chance to do this whole
planet Earth thing right, and...

And we blew it.

We got the apocalypse
we deserved.

But if we're lucky, someday,
this will all be over.

I hope so.

And next time, I hope
we get it right.