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Ray?

Fuck eh.

Fuck.

Fuck, man, what's the deal?

Are they here?

I don't know.

You don't know.

Can't even tell.

We're gonna go.

We gotta go now, Ray.

Seriously, sun's going down, man.

Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!

What?

Road block.

They're blocking the streets now?

Maybe it's one of ours.

Army never used abandoned vehicles as road blocks.

It's theirs.

There were no abandoned vehicles before they got here.

I knew shouldn't have come into the city.

I fucking said it, didn't I?

I said we shouldn't come into the city.

And what the fuck is your problem?

Leave him alone, Eric.

We could all be dead in the next 15 minutes

because this idiot just had to come in

and check on people he knows are dead.

Eric, leave him alone!

All right, you know what happened to your family.

He deserves the same.

I just saw one.

Where?

Just passed it, keep driving.

How can they be out yet?

It's not even nightfall.

Tall buildings create a lot of shadows.

They can get out earlier.

What do I do?

Look for sunny streets.

Here, turn right here.

Keep going.

Don't turn off till you're sure the way's clear.

Oh shit, you're right!

I just saw two of them.

Better get your game face on.

This is my game face.

Slow down, slow down!

I just wanna get a look down the street.

What do you think?

It looks clear.

All right, turn off then.

Be quick here, it's not the brightest road.

Which way?

For God sakes don't go under it!

Yeah, don't go under it!

How we doing back there?

I don't see anything.

I, I think it's still too bright out.

Bailey, Bailey!

Oh shit, hold on!

Fuck.

Stay outta my way.

You too, Carlos.

Well?

Uh, scratch what I said.

What?

They're coming.

What's the verdict?

Uh, I see two.

Ooh and two.

The verdict is we're fucked if we don't get somewhere

far away now!

All right then.

Go, go!

No!

Hit the gas!

Jesus!

Yo.

You do realize you just drove up

an exit ramp!

You want me to turn around?

No, no, no, no, no.

Uh, we're exiting the city, right, right?

Oh Jesus.

Highway's not the safest place to be right now.

Well, what do you suggest?

Back road somewhere.

I don't wanna run into another one of those road blocks,

not at night.

You guys keeping alert back there?

Yep, yep, we're alert.

Alert as in eyes open and watching.

Fuck, fucking orders so specific.

Yeah, all clear, Chief.

Ain't gonna be out here.

They're concentrated in the cities and the towns.

That ain't true.

Told you where I came from, goddamn farm.

Had us caged like fucking chickens or cows or something.

Cows aren't kept in cages.

You know what I mean.

They used real chicken wire.

Kept us penned in horse stalls.

Horse stalls now.

Get your story straight.

Keeping us fed and watered.

They were breeding us off, man.

They were just waiting for all those women

to catch pregnant so they could the men one by one.

As it was, somebody disappeared every night.

The fucking lottery.

How many were there?

30, 40.

The only reason I got out is 'cause one of 'em got hungry

in the day.

They kept guards on us inside the barn even during the day.

Came in my pen and grabbed the guy next to me.

Left the door open so I sprinted.

Got out into the daylight before they could get on me.

You were lucky.

I don't know.

Being kept alive to breed.

I can think of worse fates.

Fuck off, asshole!

I left my brother in there.

Shit!

Uh, there's something coming.

What?

I don't know.

It's a bike or it's a car with a busted headlight.

Turn us off next exit.

I'm looking.

Oh, we shoulda busted the taillights out on this thing.

Good idea, do it.

Yeah, right.

No, no, I'm serious, do it.

You do it!

I'll hold you.

Why can't I hold you?

I'm heavier.

Well, I'm stronger.

If either one of you is gonna do it, do it now

before we reach the exit and be quick.

I want that back door open for as short a time as possible.

Yes, sir!

Do it.

You do it.

What are you doing?

Grab hold of my belt before I open the door.

Good idea.

Hold me and the door.

Shit, she's human.

She's being followed.

Tell her to fuck off.

What?

Tell her to ditch the bike or fuck off.

Fuck, I know they'd break in.

They could follow her scent.

And you get that back door shut.

You're painting a three-mile path to use, too.

They can smell you.

Lose the bike, get in the van.

You gonna stop first?

She said stop.

No.

Look, just gimme your hands.

You're gonna jump.

You cool with that?

Not really.

He's got me, I'll get you.

Okay.

On three.

One.

Exit coming up.

This yours?

Thanks.

Oh, they're still on us.

I can't see.

I don't suppose those are more humans back there?

No, they've been chasing me since Barry.

What were you doing in Barry?

They were sent there, they're there in Toronto.

Go in by daylight, pick a few of them off,

get out again.

What the fuck were you doing on a bike?

You know how those things operate?

You gotta keep a low scent profile.

stay behind closed doors.

You been in the big cities lately?

We just came from one.

You run into any of those barricades?

Yeah.

That's why the bike.

Uh, speed up, speed up an awful lot.

Why?

'Cause otherwise we die.

I said faster!

There is no faster.

You're not gonna kill 'em with that.

I'm not trying to kill 'em.

Just trying to mess with the driver's head.

Uh, I'd say you did.

Shut the door!

So do you think they'll keep following us?

Vehicles out here are slim pickings.

By the time they get another up and running

we won't be anywhere around.

You don't think maybe they're dead.

I mean, the truck rolled...

I don't think maybe they're even hurt.

Truck didn't explode.

They're not dead.

Well, you got a name, gunner girl?

Vicky.

Carlos.

That's Ray, Eric, Bailey's our chauffeur.

And Private Mitchell's out getting us gas.

Sorry about your bike.

We couldn't afford to stop.

No, thank you for grabbing me in.

Bike had enough gas in it to go for awhile probably

but I'm not sure that while woulda been long enough.

It was half empty when I left Barry.

You looked like you had the situation under control.

Yeah, with a shotgun sure.

Was kinda fucked on my own.

Great for its intended purpose,

not so hot for blowing away truck tires on the highway.

And where was this highway taking you?

Oh, my dad has this um...

Your dad had?

My wife had.

My daughter had.

That's uh, why we were in Toronto.

Checked on Bailey's and my families earlier.

Detroit and London.

Saved the big city for last.

So we were heading up north anyway and...

We didn't run into many people, nobody we knew.

Nobody alive that we knew.

Last I heard they'd been taken into this shelter

west end of the city.

They weren't there?

I really hope not.

My dad had a place up near Kincardine

and I was headed there.

Kincardine?

Me and Amanda had a cottage and a boat

up near Grand Bend.

Just bought it last summer,

back when things first started getting bad.

And before the phone lines went down

that's where we intended to go.

Then she got taken into that shelter.

Uh, so what were doing messing around in Barry?

Little revenge never hurt nobody.

Why north?

Less populated, colder.

Mitchell thinks that if we can get up somewhere

in the tundra that they won't come around.

Nothing to eat up there, right?

Nothing but you.

Yeah, but we were thinking

that it might not be worth their trouble.

You know 'cause while they're hunting us

they're going hungry.

Somewhere really cold, no animals.

And what would you eat?

I don't know, fish?

And you think they can't fish.

They can drive a pickup truck but they can't fish?

They can commandeer television and radio broadcasts

but they can't fish?

You caught those, too?

Yeah, they stopped doing them

'cause the power's down, I guess.

Or 'cause they know

there's no one left to listen.

All I'm saying is they can't do everything that we do.

I've never seen one of them fire a gun.

Mitchell says he has.

Yeah, Mitchell says they were driving tanks

when they rolled into town.

Driving tanks and they just called off the attack

after half an hour when it started pouring rain.

That's bullshit.

If they were afraid of a little rain,

England would still be on the map.

If they were operating tanks, why not fire a nuke?

Why is anything left?

Why would they nuke us?

You don't nuke your food.

Well, actually in a microwave you do...

Okay, that is different.

All I'm saying is I've never seen one of them fire a gun.

It's just baseball bats and shit.

That's not because they can't.

It's because they choose not to.

Why?

They don't wanna waste your blood.

We know where we're headed?

Up north just means you die cold.

There is literally nowhere that you can go

that they can't follow if they want to.

We can try my dad's place.

It's remote and it has other benefits.

Well, we should get away from this station right now.

My scent's all over the place out there.

So, Kincardine?

That's where her dad's place is.

Well, it's north anyway.

Gets us where we're going.

I'm not holing up in some resort town, cottage, or farm.

I'll drop you by daylight if you want

then we're going on.

I never said it was a farm.

We're here.

Thought you said it wasn't a farm.

It's not.

Yeah, what is it a rural high rise?

Come on, I'll show you.

No our van needs gas.

We should get it now while it's still daylight

and keep going so we can stop again before nightfall.

I don't wanna pull another siphon job at night.

Let me show you first.

No, now!

You come or you stay but the rest of us

are going on! - Whoa, buddy.

I was never in the army but I'm pretty sure

that one stripe doesn't mean you're a colonel.

I'm still the only one in this group

with any kind of leadership training.

Now I say we get moving...

Yeah, yeah, we know what you say.

You always say it so loud.

All right, we're here, let's check it out.

Maybe we can stock up on some food.

Is there food here?

There's food.

See, there's food.

Food makes everything better.

Could use something to eat.

Start the tour in the kitchen.

So this is it.

We got Chef-Boyardee,

a big screen TV that doesn't work anymore,

two bedrooms, and a toilet that doesn't even flush.

This is why we're wasting our day?

The toilet out back works fine.

Outhouse?

Don't knock it.

Plumbing may be down but septic tank still works.

Should still be stocked with toilet paper, too.

We can wipe our asses?

Well, why didn't you say so?

That is worth stopping for.

You know, you'd be less cranky if you ate something.

Even Eric stopped whining.

I'll be less cranky if we got moving.

Now if our tour is done...

It's not done.

Living room, bedroom, outhouse.

What more could there possibly be?

NBC defense shed out back.

Bomb shelter?

Yes, ma'am.

You think they're gonna start shelling us?

No.

But I think it has its own oxygen filtration system

and lead-lined doors.

I think it's stocked with food and water.

And I think it'll lock human body odor in airtight

and give us a place to hole up in for a good long while.

I think someone owes someone an apology.

Common room.

Bedroom.

Two beds.

We could bring in more.

Heart attack?

Food storage.

And bathroom.

Shares a filtered dump into the septic tank.

Advantage, keeps radiation and odor out.

Who knew?

Not exactly a five-star hotel.

No, but she's right, it has everything we need.

Fortified door.

Your dad was paranoid, thank God.

Man after your own heart.

It'd be nice to catch a nap outside a moving vehicle.

Bomb shelter.

These lights must have their own power source.

There's a generator partitioned in the storage room.

Should have enough gas to power the place

for at least three weeks.

Three weeks ain't a lot of time to stay covered

in the event of fallout.

This place was only ever meant as a temporary solution

in case of nuclear attack.

My dad was an anxious man but he had faith

in the government.

Figured there'd be rescue teams and shelters

set up soon enough.

What happened to your dad?

He died in one of those rescue shelters

the government set up.

Irony.

Nothing ironic about it.

Everybody died in those shelters.

All right, here's my problem with this place.

Mitchell, you always have a problem

with any plan someone else comes up with.

Maybe that is the problem.

Just hear me out.

Fuck.

I know I came down hard on this place from the start.

I know it's not my plan to stay here

but my reasoning is valid.

There's no way out of that shelter except for the way in.

If we're discovered down there, we're trapped,

fucking cows in a slaughterhouse.

No farm metaphors please.

But, Mitchell, that's exactly the point.

If it's airtight like she says, they won't find us.

I don't wanna go back in the van.

I'm tired of the van.

Containing our odors isn't enough.

Why not?

That is how they track us.

Exactly!

That's how they track us.

You know what track means?

It means they follow a scent,

follow a scent that you leave behind.

That's what makes the van safe.

They follow a scent to where you got into the van

but the van drove off during daylight

and provided it doesn't stop at a gas station

in the middle of the night like an idiot,

provided windows and doors stay shut,

then there's no more scent for them to follow.

If they pick up the scent here in the house,

in the driveway, in the grass,

right here and they come looking,

where are we gonna be?

Bomb shelter is stationary,

no driving it away, no escape.

He's got a point.

What?

I thought you were onboard.

I am sick of the van, too, but he's got a point.

If he's right, it means

we can't stop for the night anywhere ever.

Means we spend the rest of our fucking lives

inside a moving vehicle.

No, there is someplace we can go

up north like I said.

Goddamn military.

Everything is fight or flight, really?

There are millions of them by now,

maybe billions all around the world.

So why just wait for them, huh?

Food will run out, water will run out.

We'll have to move eventually.

Eventually, yeah, but not straightaway.

And meanwhile I'm thinking

exactly the same thing you are.

The food will run out for them.

Jesus.

If there are billions of them she's right.

What are they gonna eat?

There'll be nothing left to eat.

Nothing but each other.

They can live short-term off animal blood.

I've seen it.

But I don't think it's just a taste thing

that makes them go for humans.

Dogs, other animals, they can't track them by scent

the way they do us.

My first night in Barry...

Your first night.

I went about things a little wrong at first.

I was kinda pissed.

Anyway, there were hordes of them

so I buried myself under this pile of corpses

'cause they seemed to shy away from the meat

after it spoils.

Gee, I wonder why.

And there was this dog.

I could see him right across the way.

They had chased him.

I watched him run up and take cover.

But when they came after, they couldn't find him.

If that had been a person,

they'd have found him straightaway

but they can't track the animals

probably 'cause their not their natural food source.

You see?

They need us but they fucked up.

Because the only way that they could pull this off

was to build an army large enough

that they couldn't sustain it.

Even if they pulled like a factory farm

and ranched us up like cattle...

Please!

Nine months to carry a baby to term

and then how many years until it's a viable meal source?

I mean, the human population is way too thin by now.

So if we can hold out, they'll decline,

they'll turn on each other,

eat each other if that's possible.

Or else they'll starve.

Holy shit.

Well, lucky I'm an omnivore.

So maybe we should hole up here.

Even if she's right they're not gone yet.

All right, they're gonna be out tonight

and our scent's all over this place.

There's no way of getting in that shelter

without leaving that behind.

Yeah there is.

I think I know why they called off that attack in the rain.

Why?

Why don't they hold a fox hunt directly after a storm.

'Cause it's cruel, hopefully.

Because a heavy rain washes away the scent of the quarry.

So we just wait for a rain storm and pile in?

This would be easier in Vancouver

but hey why don't we just watch the weather network?

Okay, now what do we do in the meantime?

I'd feel a lot more comfortable if we were moving.

Ah, there's no point driving

if we have nowhere to drive to.

Just give us a better chance of running into them, right?

We have a clear view in every direction.

They ain't getting near us without us seeing them

a long way off.

What the fuck?

You were saying?

Maybe it's a person.

I mean they don't use guns, right?

Well, if it's a person he's in a bad mood.

Shit, they stole our trick.

Just keep going.

We're stuck.

We ain't gonna get far on a flat anyway.

Oh, we ain't gonna get far on foot either.

The windows were up.

They couldn't have smelled us.

They have eyes, Eric.

They're supposed to be in the city.

Seen!

200 meters, center of axis approaching us

across the field!

Kinda wish you brought something

with a little more range now don't ya?

I know the feeling.

Look out!

Behind us!

Run!

One sec!

No secs, now!

Move it, Carlos!

Ah!

Come on, Carlos, come on.

There's no way.

Get up!

Eric!

Houser.

Oh, here.

Okay.

Coulda used this three hours ago.

Get her onto the beds.

I'll get the power on.

Hold this.

Why is it partitioned?

Keeps the noise down.

We got power.

You got a first aid kit down here?

Something to disinfect with?

Lose the pants.

Privacy please.

Ow, fuck me!

So is she gonna be okay?

You hoping for some late night television?

No.

What the fuck?

TV's working again.

And you're watching a nature documentary?

Cameras.

I didn't see them when we came in.

Doesn't do no good to take shelter

if you don't know when the rescue party comes by.

You expecting a rescue party?

No, my dad was.

But it doubles nicely as security.

We can keep an eye out for any of them approaching.

Check it out.

Picture in picture.

Pretty sweet.

This thing play DVDs?

Computer could, I guess, if we had any down here.

But unless you wanna make a run into the house.

You have a DVD system on your survival hut computer?

Boredom is a shelteree's worst enemy.

I just, I always figured that we'd have time

to grab the entertainment before the fallout hit.

My dad, he used to say that...

I'm, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Why aren't you crying?

I, uh, sorry, I didn't mean that as an insult

but I just, you found out yesterday

about your wife and your daughter?

Went by yesterday to the shelter.

Everyone was.

There's nothing left,

just dead.

It's really bad death.

I made them all wait in the van.

They weren't gonna let me go in alone

but I made them.

Why?

Because if I found them...

You'd have joined them?

I don't know

if they're alive or dead

or something else.

I don't expect I'll ever see them again.

So why aren't you crying?

Because I could be wrong.

Because if I mourn them it's like giving them up.

You found yours.

You should mourn.

I'm not ready to give up on my daughter yet

or my wife.

Till I put my finger in the hole.

Oh my God, um,

I didn't mean for that to come out

as weirdly pornographic as it did.

It's a biblical reference, um, Doubting Thomas.

Flawed metaphor.

Thomas was hoping for evidence that Christ had come back

from the dead.

My fingers are kinda crossed in the opposite camp.

How is she?

She lost a lot of blood.

I got the wound covered.

I think the blood flow is staunched.

There's no exit wound.

That bullet's still inside her.

Can you get it out?

I'm not a medic.

I'm a rifleman, trained to put bullets into people

not get them out.

I covered her up and that pretty much exhausts my education

of medical matters.

What's the consequence of leaving it in?

Covered her up.

We'll have to monitor it.

There's a chance it won't be a problem.

The body might accept the bullet.

Or?

It could reject it.

And that wound was exposed to swamp water

so infection is a possibility I suppose.

Like could go septic, gangrene, tetanus, death.

You a doctor?

No.

No, I was in IT.

My wife was a nurse.

You cleaned it?

Best I could.

That's all we can do I guess.

'Less you want some painkillers or something.

She took a couple already.

She didn't like when I was poking around the wound

but the rest of the time she seemed to be okay.

I'm gonna go back in, sit with her.

What's this?

Farm and Garden's television.

It's our security.

Somebody gonna sit up and monitor?

I will for now.

Not quite unwound yet anyway.

Sleeping arrangements?

Take the other cot in there with her

if you're gonna keep an eye on her.

If we can wake Bubba Snoozebutton over here

we can lay out some more clothing for temporary bedding.

If it's still raining come daylight

we'll slip into the house, grab another mattress or two.

We should probably all get into dry clothing

before turning in anyway.

Good call.

I'm cold.

You just noticing?

Yeah.

Gotta love adrenaline.

You hold that post all night?

Shoulda woke me.

I'd have taken a turn.

How's she doing this morning?

Bit of a fever but she's asleep for the moment.

I take it we had no visitors during the night.

Nope.

Ray's rain theory seems to be holding up.

What'd you say about me?

Said you snore too loud, kept me up all night.

We got breakfast-appropriate foods down here?

We've got can opener-appropriate foods, uni-meal.

Pancakes weren't exactly an Armageddon priority

when we stocked up.

And that can opener would be...

Couple of 'em in there.

You guys talking about pancakes?

You got weird taste in movies for a chick.

Fuck off, I like the social commentary.

Oh we are so watching this!

That's just socially awkward!

I wanna thank you all for coming.

We did not expect this many people here

but we're really excited to show you

what we're working on.

Ray.

Come look at this.

Want I should pause it?

Nope, I'm down here three weeks.

We'll be watching it again anyway.

Nice plie.

Hey.

Hey.

You wanna see something gross?

Not really.

Nice bedside manner.

I dare you to look at it.

Well, fuck, Bailey.

You got yourself one mean infection there.

It's 'cause we went through that swamp, isn't it?

Probably.

Well, that and the fact that you have a bullet

lodged in your leg.

Does it hurt?

It's hot all the time and yeah it hurts

if anyone touches it.

You want me to drag you back out there

so you can watch the rest of the show?

What are you watching?

Bunch of 10-year-olds dancing badly.

I'll pass.

Can you just get me a book or something to read?

I'll see what Vick's got.

Thanks.

So what's the deal?

It's an infection like I said.

That's worrisome, the fever.

Did you see those streak lines?

It's spreading.

So what do we do?

Well, if there was still such thing as doctors,

better yet no such thing as vampires,

we'd get her to a hospital.

She needs antibiotics for one thing.

Maybe Vicky has some in the house or something.

Yeah, ask, but those things are time-sensitive.

You can't just keep them around indefinitely.

And judging by how bad the infection is

and how quickly it's spread, I think she's gonna need a lot.

Something like, you know, what the fuck's the term?

Uh, broad-spectrum.

'Cause we don't know what we're dealing with.

Broad-spectrum.

You talk the talk, you ain't a doctor?

You pick stuff up.

I used to like listening to my wife talk.

Mitchell, the bullet has to come out.

How?

You go in through the hole, you pull it out, I guess.

Pull it out with what?

Mitchell, I don't know.

What's the problem?

Bailey's leg's all fucked up.

All right, what happens if we do nothing?

The infection keeps spreading.

Eventually she'll die.

Okay, we gotta get on this now.

Well, how?

We have no vehicle.

Do we?

All right, then we get out and we look around.

There were neighbors, all right.

Somebody might've left something behind.

We get out now while it's daylight.

Mitchell, it's not even raining.

If we're right about that whole deal,

we get out, we find a car, we get to town,

get the stuff we need, get back.

If it hasn't started raining by nightfall

we have left a clear scent bomb all around the neighborhood.

I'm sure there aren't that many humans left around here.

We leave a scent, we leave the only scent.

We lost Eric last night, I'm not losing Bailey.

It doesn't do her any good to get the leg cleaned up

if she's eaten later on tonight because of it.

Are you arguing about me?

Get back in bed, Bailey.

What's the problem?

You need medicine.

The boys were just discussing the most efficient way

of getting it.

Oh there is no discussion.

We go now while it's daylight.

Is it raining?

But Bailey, it's...

Then you wait.

Bailey, we need...

Then you wait, Mitchell.

I don't wanna put every life here at risk.

Get in position, Myrna.

You joining us after all?

Can you start it over?

Sure.

Right there, rain.

All right, let's do this now while it's daylight.

This is the exact opposite of what my mother taught me.

Heading outside just as it starts to rain

and just as it starts to get dark.

How much daylight you figure we got?

Less than an hour.

Okay, we split into teams of two.

Carlos, you're with me.

We hit every house we find, check medicine cabinets, too.

Get anything that might be of use.

Whatever we do, we're back here before dark.

Clear?

Let's go.

We are the unluckiest two fuckers in the country.

Considering we're one of the last few breathing

in this country, I'd say that's a bit of an overstatement.

An overstatement?

Yeah.

That's the unluckiest fucker in the country.

No luck?

I think everybody heeded the warnings,

got to the shelters in the cities.

Well, the fella who last owned this

wasn't exactly the shelter-seeking type.

Well, not to seek shelter.

I was hoping we'd find a car or something

so the four of us could go into town.

Somebody's gotta stay behind with Bailey anyway.

It'll have to be you and Carlos.

Vicky's the only one who knows where the pharmacy is

and it looks like I'm the designated doctor.

Well listen, if it's stopped raining

by the time you get back...

Yeah, yeah, we know.

Back off, get your own shelter.

Looks like they're open.

What luck.

This gonna take long?

No.

Some antibiotics maybe some gauze.

We need nothing else, right?

Can get me a Snickers.

Holler if you need anything.

Bank on it.

Hurry.

Oh fuck!

No!

Son of a bitch!

Get to the bike now!

Where's my chocolate?

They're back!

How did it go?

Got the drugs.

Any problems.

Shit load of vampires in town.

We got out, obviously.

Not followed?

No way.

Straight roads most of the way

and we don't leave tracks on wet pavement.

Be a dear, get us some towels.

Uh, right.

Okay.

So Ray has some antibiotics he's gonna give you.

You don't look so hot.

Funny, I feel very hot.

Well, that's because you have a fever.

It's 'cause I'm all pussey and infected and gross, right?

And that's because you're shot.

There's a hole in your leg, dear Liza, dear Liza.

So should we get these antibiotics started.

I can't yet.

I gotta get the bullet out first.

Why first?

Because I didn't have time to find any kind of anesthetics

so we're gonna have to pull an Old West maneuver here.

I get to get really drunk?

My dear, you get to get shit-faced.

Alcohol and antibiotics don't mix.

And then who's digging this bullet outta me?

You're the most qualified.

Lucky me.

Getting me drunk just to get inside me.

It's like high school all over again.

She is gonna have one hell of a headache.

Well, sure it'll hurt

a hell of a lot less than this would've.

I can't watch this.

Go watch the monitors then.

Oh, it's fucking deep.

Can you get it out?

Well, I'm certainly not doing this for my enjoyment.

Sorry.

All right, I know where it is.

I got it.

It's so small.

I'm sure Bailey would say otherwise.

Beep, beep.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Uh, she gonna be okay?

Bullet's out.

I doused some gauze in some hydrogen peroxide

and packed the wound, but until she wakes up

and gets some medicine in her,

she ain't gonna get on the mend.

Get you anything, Doc?

I could do with the rest of that whiskey,

maybe some Coke.

Whiskey I can get you.

The Coke, I should warn you

that I've been to the storage room

and it might be transparent bubbles and water flavored.

Whiskey and water will be fine.

I can stay up awhile and keep an eye on the planet.

Thank you.

Good night.

Carlos?

Carlos!

Hmm, what?

What time is it?

Shit, how did it happen?

Is it still night?

What, uh...

The camera feed's down.

Why?

We don't know.

Get off.

Shit!

Is it the cameras outside or just the connection?

I don't know.

What's going on?

Oh shit.

How many hours till sunup?

I don't know, hour, hour and a half.

Oh, I can't get the picture back.

We don't know that it's them.

I mean...

There's only one way in this place.

If it is and they want in,

they're gonna have to do it before the sun comes up.

So well, we're just gonna wait 'em out?

Oh, I'm sorry, you got some place to be?

Besides dreamland?

I'm sorry.

It's been daylight for hours now.

I don't hear rain.

We open that door and it's not raining

then we have fucked ourselves.

We need to know what's going on.

Ordinarily I'd be totally onboard

with the batten down the hatches philosophy

but we're blind.

Maybe it was the wind.

Wind didn't tear down all four cameras.

Or steal the bike.

It looks just like mindless vandalism.

Maybe they didn't know we were here.

I mean, they didn't even try to get in, right?

They couldn't have if they tried

not without explosives.

The door's built thick.

Well, maybe they knew that.

Maybe they knew it wasn't worth the while to even try.

No way.

A, it's just not their style to leave without a fight

and B, there's no scent.

We weren't followed.

There's no way they could've known we were there.

They must've just happened by and decided

to trash the place.

No.

No, what?

No, they didn't just happen by.

I guess he wasn't as dead

as I gave him credit for.

Or half the poet he claimed.

Why you suppose they didn't attack?

Could be they just got here too late,

didn't think they had time to finish the job.

That doesn't jibe.

If it was just a timing issue,

they wouldn't have broken the cameras.

Certainly wouldn't have left a message

to let us know they know we're here.

No, they'd have busted the cameras

right before they attacked, kept us in the dark

about the whole thing.

Maybe they were trying to scare us.

Mission accomplished.

No, scare us into leaving

'cause they can't get in, right?

Means they'll be back tonight.

Question is, will we?

I don't see as we have much choice.

We got no transportation and Bailey can't walk.

We searched for over an hour and couldn't find

no other cars around here.

But we can't stay here.

That door's built thick

but if they want in bad enough

they can get in.

All they gotta do is truck back to Toronto

or one of the other places the military put up a stand,

pick up something you boys left behind.

Yeah how many of them are gonna know how to operate

a Carl Gustaf?

Some of them are you, soldiers,

just a reminder.

I mean, they drive tanks, right?

You know, I don't get it.

This whole place was your idea and I finally concede to you

that it was the right one and now you wanna split.

My idea was to hole up and hide,

not hole up and wait like a blood buffet.

We have to get out of here!

How?

Hey look, I'm sorry.

Okay, I'm not trying to get back in the dictator mode.

Bottom line is I'm not leaving her behind

and we got no way outta here.

Then we have to find one.

Look, they know where we are, right?

No point in worrying about scent trails anymore.

We're fine by daylight.

That gives us like six hours to find a way.

We split up, we look for a vehicle.

If we ain't found one by nightfall,

we DD back here, get set for a siege.

In the meantime someone should stay behind

and shore up the defenses.

Sound like a plan?

Hey, wake up, Bailey.

Oh my God, I feel sick.

Well, you got hungover now as well as infected.

Hey, listen, some of us are gonna go get a car

or something so we can get outta here.

Why would we wanna leave?

The location may have been compromised.

Hey, hey, it's okay.

All right, it's broad daylight.

Nothing's gonna hurt you.

We'll find something before nightfall.

Here.

Isn't that a lot?

Oh it's got it covered.

Ray thinks you need a big dose just to jumpstart things.

Come on, big bites for Daddy.

Now, Carlos is gonna stay here and he'll be in and out

of the house grabbing something to build a barricade with...

I thought we were leaving.

It's just in case.

It's all just in case.

So he'll be here if you need anything, okay?

He'll be making sure you take your medicine, too,

so don't give him a hard time.

Mitchell.

I haven't thanked you yet

for taking care of me, being so good.

It's okay, baby.

Next time I get shot in the leg,

I'm gonna make you do all the housework.

Ah, it's broad daylight.

It'll just slow me down.

If I'm not back by nightfall, you'll need it more than me.

Three hours, then we start sealing the door.

Make sure you're on the right side of it.

Don't spend time searching places we already searched.

You're good?

Gettin' there.

Okay.

I'm gonna need tools.

Mmm hmm.

Ha ha ha, a hammer.

Now if only I had some nails.

Oh.

And that is why they call me Casino Carlos

because I am just so damn

lucky.

Checked it.

Checked it.

Checked it.

I left you open.

What the fuck?

Holy fuck!

Son of a bitch.

I'll be lucky if I don't fry myself.

Carlos?

Carlos?

Whatever bacteria is pumping through my blood,

I hope it poisons every one of you.

How fucking dumb are we?

Spare tire woulda been a good idea.

Have to remember that the next time

I'm fleeing vampires cross country.

Oh fuck, come on.

This would be a lot fucking easier

if I knew how to sail!

Hey guys, I found us...

No, no, no!

Mitchell's gonna kill me.

Look what I found!

How dumb are we?

No luck?

Found a boat.

Guess we don't need it.

Guess not.

Looks like Mitchell hit gold, too.

Ray.

Come here.

Deja shitty.

What do you...

Oh.

Yeah.

What?

It obviously wasn't them that drove it here.

I mean, the windshield ain't a sun shield.

Yeah.

Come on, it's getting dark.

Probably both locked out by now anyway.

Or not.

Guys.

You wanna turn on the lights before we break our necks?

I don't like this.

Shit!

Get in the van!

Come on.

Get off your clothes.

What?

Just fucking trust me.

Smear it all over yourself.

Get it in your hair, too.

Why?

We used to do this when we were kids.

It would mask our body odor and keeps the mosquitoes away.

These aren't mosquitoes!

Well, you better hope it works the same on vampires

or we've got like five minutes to live.

Bury yourself in the leaves.

How long do we wait here?

Till morning.

They took the door off.

Where's Carlos?

They musta been in the house the whole time.

Musta been.

Why'd they leave it then?

Too easy.

If we'd have known they were in there,

we coulda just burned the whole place

down around 'em.

Come on.

Come on where?

Take you to that boat I found.

You know how to sail?

I told you, like 60 miles up the lake

we got a boat of our own.

Well, come on, we'll get it back here,

load it with supplies and get outta here.

What are you waiting for?

I don't wanna keep running.

We went through this yesterday

and our situation is a lot worse.

They took the door.

They took our weapons.

They wrecked the only two vehicles we managed to find.

We can't stay here.

I don't wanna stay here.

What do you want then?

Revenge.

Ugh.

Revenge?

Fuck.

Ray, let's just go.

I mean, killing them accomplishes nothing.

What will it mean if we kill off 10 or 15

out of several billion.

It would mean something to Carlos

and Bailey, Mitchell, Eric.

Eric's one of them now.

Only thing it would mean to him is a bad night.

Little revenge never hurt nobody, right?

I was angry then.

Now I'm just tired.

I'm scared.

If you wanted revenge why didn't you take it before

on behalf of your wife and your daughter?

They're not dead.

You don't know that.

It's a choice.

They're not dead.

Until I see a body, they are not dead.

Carlos, Bailey, Mitchell, Mitchell, they're dead.

I don't know how to qualify Eric.

But whatever he is now, the before Eric

he'd want revenge.

Not dead.

What do you wanna do?

What should I bring?

Food, just enough for a few days,

clothes, oh and the antibiotics.

We tie it off here, angle out at the harbor.

It's a good run back to the farm

so whether my plan works or not,

be ready to sprint.

Why not park it somewhere closer then?

Can't.

Boat that size would beach in shallower water.

Besides, I don't want them to see us.

I want them thinking we're still in that shelter.

Now what?

We wait?

Not just.

Drink it?

How much?

Till just before you think you're gonna puke.

Actually, here take a couple of these, too.

What for?

Just fucking trust me.

Fuck, Ray, I really have to go.

We want a fresh scent here.

Just give it five more minutes.

No!

Fine.

Wait outside.

For Christ sake, Vicky,

we spent last night together naked.

We're about to get naked together again.

What difference does it make?

Some things a girl does in private.

So, I don't get it.

Why do we have to pop the antibiotics?

Never mind.

Your turn.

Wait!

Are you okay?

Uh, I think so.

Okay.

What now?

We're just on the run again.

No, we're not.

We've got a destination and a plan.

Least I do.

Care to fill me in?

Gonna head on down to my cottage in Grand Bend.

And then?

Then I'm gonna find 'em.

No revenge?

No.

No more revenge.

I'm done with that.

What then?

Amanda and Rachel.

Your wife and daughter.

They're alive, Vicky.

It's a choice.

They're still alive.

And if they're not?

Then they're dead.

Even if I have to kill them.