All language subtitles for April Apocalypse

"Prolog"

I think sooner or later,
arises every man before me,

as with the girl of his
Dreams about a flower meadow runs.

You know what I mean. Everything runs
in slow motion, and nothing in the world

more importantly, only
you and your girl.

Although the circumstances
perhaps were not quite so,

as I had imagined.

It was so similar to what I
had thought and even more.

This story tells how it
On top of that I had with the girls

next door ran over a flower meadow.

Only that my lawn
a piece of fallow land was

and my girls and I
were chased by zombies.

ZOMBIES - AN UNDEAD ROAD MOVIE

"Artie loves April"

The jacket may be a
bit too tight for you.

Keep your mouth shut.

No, no, sounds like it would be a great
original type and would have much juice.

Were you last night
somewhere in his bonnet?

No.

Scheißberty gave you his
Buttons given, right?

His name is Brady.

Oh my God. He has actually
done. What a fag.

That's romantic, Artie.

I do not think that there is still the
always are. The you have to show me.

Here he is.

This is a Buttons, really?

What do you think, what
which should otherwise be, Artie?

Real, I have no idea. And
This really is a Buttons?

How so?
- What, why?

Why this is still
so a big thing?

Because it...

Well ...
- What? How so?

I do not know it's corny,
okay? Brady was thinking, it would be ...

Then you belong to someone now.

This jacket says that the Captain
the lacrosse teams you have.

Okay. Can we please the
Change topic? Artie, please?

Okay. He is still a fag.

And what's going on with you and this Sam?

The leaves me just not alone.

Are not you coming in?

I then come to the same.
- Okay.

Hey, Cherry Valance,

you know, Pony Boy would
find no good.

I know, Pony Boy.

I've never understood how I
to such an adolescent shit

as a high school beer party
could go.

Probably because my life
Shit and I was adolescent

and had fun with it,
watch this charade.

Artie! It's off?

Was just a joke.
- Stevenson, how's it going, man?

All right?
- And with you?

Good Good. How does
it so, brother. Sorry.

Oh, do not look back, but this Sam
just checked out your ass, man.

Well and if already.

I do not know. Hey, oh my god,
you know what occurred to me earlier?

Do you remember how we in the
third grade on camping trip were

and Brady has done it,
his pajamas vollzuscheißen?

That's what I can not remember.

Stevenson where the Kack is my grass?
- Hey, fuck you, Dickey!

Scheißdickey, brother.

Hey, you do not want a
some weed or something?

No, thank you.
- On the house.

Schatz instead Drugs, I always say.

Hey, you ...

Uh, we see you later, okay?

I was about three weeks in China, and
Since then, I stand fully on this culture.

Then you get but the rice
determined to get out already to the ears.

No, really, I love
Chinese food really absolutely.

Everyone knows a girl from the High
School that can never shut up.

I like spring rolls,
Dough plugs and broccoli-chicken.

And I stand on their ...

God, I wish I
had a crowbar while.

Hey, you you have to view the times.
Brady and April brawl soon.

What?
- Domestic violence.

Where are you going?
- Go!

Raus.

I'll take you.

In the game puts
a lot of money from me.

I am always shocked when
April and Brady argue.

That was more than five mice.

He's such a nice guy.

You are a Tusse. You have tits. You
have absolutely no idea of business.

Business? What?
Bierausfahren business?

Yes, yes, I know, our children
will be really proud of her father.

Father!

Are you pregnant? And me
thought you can only go up.

Oh, look. Artie is there. Maybe
he can play the babysitter for you.

April, are you okay?
- Yes, Artie, go back, please.

No, Artie-Zartie, Mr. Arschie. Stay
quiet here, because your gay friend,

may need well determined.
- Gay...

He is good. Really good.

April, come on, let's go.

Artie, no, fuck off
you simply from here.

You're an idiot.

Beautiful vest.

What?

Whenever I felt like shit
I, I am the person entrusted,

to which I most deeply
could look down.

Hey, Artie, where have you been
so long? It was just good.

Because he always had an answer.

Hey, you still have some grass left?

From grass unfortunately there's nothing left.

And if not...

Only this joint here.

... He always had a joint.

Freshly turned for my dear brother.

Actually, I was against pot. But confused
and his frustration is a disease

and on the other hand I needed a drug.

Why do we try drugs,

although our parents are constantly
declare that we not have done that?

I have an excuse. If
I had taken no drugs,

I would have been
killed years ago.

A small train Mary Jane brings me
right forward. The party, my life,

in the minutes, in which I
High am, everything is easier.

I have the feeling, everything follows the
Modeled on the "Brat Pack" of the 80s.

Only when the girl of his
Dreams with an inflated

Vollidioten true, one has a good
Story. Sure, it makes watching fun,

but this is real life.

Why do I always
more fighting than others.

Ho, ho, ho, not of trot,
slowly. Everything OK?

All the best, Artie.
- Oh, hey, stop, stop.

Look no one there.

This is such a fucking asshole!

Yes I know. I know,
Forget the idiot, okay?

The guy is his life
long with other losers

High school Football-
Exchange anecdotes.

Will you go with a guy
be together with the already 25

be a sex offender
becomes? Rhetorical question.

Artie, I must ask you something.
- Sure, anything.

Are you stoned?
- Yup.

No.

Oh my God, you're really high!

Yes. So what, so what?

Oh my God, Artie, you're high.

Let's go.

Are you cold? Where's your jacket?

This Brady-ass wanted them back.

No, Artie, Artie! What you up to?
- Retrieve your jacket.

Artie, do not. Real, which is
so a crappy jacket.

Hey, there's one thing that I
for death can not stand,

and that's Gifts
reclaim.

And I will not let you
going to the victims of this bad habit.

Okay.

Fuck, I'm stoned.

Okay, okay, because we are so.
Fourth Quarter, undecided.

I have two goals. Tony gets the
Ball, runs to the opponent's goal,

Crash, he has settled on his nose.

No, I'm not
like, not real.

So Tony was there, okay.
I'll catch the ball.

I have only the goalkeeper
in front of me, one on one ...

Brady, give me back the jacket.

Oh, you see that?

Do you see? This is the letter
"B". And "B" stands for Brady!

Just give me the jacket, asshole.

Wait a minute.

Come on, make him ready, Brady.

I think you should
give him the jacket.

I shall return to him? He
wants me to give it to you.

Uh, okay, all right, I'll give you.

Ding, ding, ding. I
kiss the ground full.

Oh, Puddle fully Arschie.
Large puddle of Arschie.

Hey Brady, it pulling you pure. Of the
still gets a kick out of me.

That was really stupid of you.

Yep.

Did you think you were a
Two fighting him win?

That would not have been necessary.
Only because of that stupid jacket.

And you tell me now?
- Sorry.

Your lip is thick.

I do not know why you, the
all doing for me, Artie.

I do not deserve that.

Yes that is how I am. Mr. Reliable.

Yes, you are. The only boy on
I could ever leave me.

All other lie only and
treat me like shit.

Because you allow April.

Not you. You see
me and see me.

You're the only,
who really knows me.

All other see in me
Only one trophy.

You are that.
- You are the true trophy, Artie.

Ah, that's so gay.
- Muzzle.

Now you can call me
kiss, if you want.

I do not.

But, you are doing.

No, I do not do, I w ...

I do not want you to kiss me,
because I've got my ass full.

That's why I did not do it.

I've done it for me,
not for a reward

or a stupid pity kiss.

I'll go away, Artie.

Okay.

Where? Do you want,
I go with you?

No, I prefer off.

What?

Tomorrow morning.

Thanks for the warning.

I'm sorry. I could
it does not tell you.

My dad has me just last week
said. It's because of his work.

And so what you're saying to me only
the evening before you will cut off?

What am I going without you
do? Hanging out with Stevenson?

Or my family? The
is worse than yours.

Sorry, it is not so
far. I write also.

I want you to kiss me.

You'Re Welcome.

Show me that you're going to save me time.
- April.

I come on, Dad.

I love you, Artie.

If I had known that my
inner hell over the coming years

would still grow, would
I probably kissed.

And me so the heartache, the
Spoiled and over-dramatization spared.

But so it went with my
bleak life continues.

"A few years later ..."

And these were Benjamin Smith and the
Sarcastic Heroes with the song Homemade.

And now I ask times in the
Round, which means home to you?

First caller. You're on the air
with King Arthur on the night shift.

From where are you calling from?

Hey, the first audience, the first caller,
shut up down there.

Hey, guys, this is my brother
Terry. Hi Terry, how are you?

Hey King Arthur, have you any
tells about your small Pipimatz?

Next caller, you're with
King Arthur on the night shift.

What is home for you?

Come up, Arthur. Fancy salad
your chicken, or potato pancakes?

Mom, I'm on the air.

Oh, hello there. So,
Salad or not salad?

No, Mom, potato pancakes
rich, thank you.

Nevertheless I do what.

Okay, Mom, thank you.

Oh, and Dad says
no one is listening anyway.

Thanks, Dad.

King Arthur on the night shift ...

Okay, we are again at the end.

That was your favorite radio to the
Consignment King Arthur on the night shift.

Good night.

Not a fucking man.

This boy I'm so sorry.

He should have learned something decent.

You know how he is.

If I knew then
had, what I know now,

I would have told you earlier, I
feel. FRONT TOP is our new home.

Looks from the outside yes
perhaps quite pretty,

but inside it is so
lonely like a dungeon.

I know that you love me one day
rettest. You are King Arthur.

I love you, Artie. Ape.

The chicken is fantastic, darling.

Oh thank you.

That was a good show tonight, Artie.
- Thanks, Pop.

Pop, please do not bestärk him.

No pig to hear.

You're an asshole.

Oh, Arthur, Goss language.

Sorry, Ma.

Artie, it's time for a
real job. What are you doing,

that's not what you do ...

Have not you ever what
heard of Howard Stern?

Oh, I like. He's really good.

Muriel, please, Howard Stern conducts a
multi-billion dollar media empire.

He has not in the basement of his
Parents sit and pretend

as it received the crowds.

People do not even
as if they would listen.

Exactly.

Look, if you less than
talk depressing things would,

like this girl,
that you broke his heart.

That would be a start.
- Precisely. Good God, Artie.

Do you really have to tell you that even
the daughters of other mothers are pretty?

Come on, boy,
you're 31 years old.

To be precise,
I am 21. Thank you, Dad.

Really? And have you ever a ...

I bet not.
- Terry, eat your buffer.

Will anyone know
how my day went today?

Did you overhauled a stone?

Artie, I have a doctor's appointment
for you agreed for tomorrow.

What for?
- In order to have time to talk.

Someone to whom you making your feelings
can communicate and you ...

Muriel, please. He is 21 years old.

Listen, Artie ...

Whether you like it or not, you're going
a psychiatrist. End of discussion.

Artie, boy, you're sitting now
whole five years in that cellar.

Three Years, Dad.
- Three.

Three? Anyway, a
long time, I find too long.

Slowly you have to change what times, boy.

Maybe are the
Doctor you drugs,

so that you're finally
times feel happy.

I hope so. The grass
he smokes, that does not act.

Dad thinks it's grass ...
- Did I have a choice?

Yes, you have a choice.

Either you lay down on
the bed, or to pull out.

My brother is a madman.
- Shut up, Terry.

... And then I look over and
where stands a girl at the window,

and I never got
seen. And she pulls out a gun,

and their eyes roll,
and they ballert away the brain

and falls backwards through the window.

And we all rush out and look
down, if you know what has happened,

and we see them as so rumstolpern,
and she goes in the middle of the road,

and it is by all cars
approached, and we laugh.

We laugh because they kill themselves
wanted and did not make it.

I woke up in the kitchen.

Okay.

Have you ever visions of how
other people inflict pain?

Counts my brother too?

No not true.

And yourself?

You mean suicide? Yes.
- Okay.

What are you writing?
- Notes.

I'm really at a waffle?

Arthur, we're all a little crazy.

If you something
Traumatic happened?

As the death of a family member
or the death of a good friend.

No.

Broken heart?

Hey Pop.

Hey Arthur.

What do you do?

Read.

What good?

Is there something, what are you
want to talk to me, Artie?

Say, I'm crazy?

You? No, but you're a little spun.

For real?

That's why I like you so much, too.

I mean, the other in there
are stereotyped, normal, boring.

Why do you ask?

Oh because this psychiatrist. I
mean, I do not need a psychiatrist,

tells me that I need to change something.

I know that I change what
need, I just do not know what.

Everyone needs at some point in
his life time some help.

There is no shame in asking for it.

But pills change yet
just who I am really.

Yes, that's right, yes. But more important
is yet, are you happy?

Well, then the pill you
might help to find out.

You to a better you
do. Have you ever thought it?

I have the feeling that normal
in there are probably right at the end.

She's been gone for so long now.

Yes and?

Uh, yes, and how?

Yes.

Yes and?

You have to go on the trip, Artie.

Do it for yourself.

Pop has always advised the
To throw out the window Map

and the scenic
nice track to drive.

Things are always nice. And
my parents in the blood to irritate.

Artie ...

Mom, I'm 21 fucking years old.

And I'm with joy
ready to live my life.

Artie, Goss language.

Sorry, Ma. Nevertheless, no one
tell me more, what should I do.

I am finally happy. I
plug no longer between humans found

who never believed in me
have. Except you, Pop.

Where the hell are you going, Arthur?

I'll do what I
for a long time should have done.

I take these pills here
which make me Superman.

I take the car and Pops
verpisse me out of Dodge.

Artie!
- Sorry, Mom.

Artie.

Artie!

I'm talking to you, boy.

Listen, this girl ...

Maybe she does not live
more there. What are you? An idiot?

And if.

Love you, Mom.

Go and cut it all around, Artie.

Mowing Them Down finished. You are strong.

I love you, Pop.

Terry ...

Each purple pill
I was invincible.

I and the street were like two
Peas in the same pod.

She was made of yellow brick, and
I was on my way to Oz.

We have a couple of times each
speaking after she was gone,

but soon lost contact. I
did not know if she still lived there,

the only clue, the
I had, was this postcard.

The place was not decisive.
The path was the goal.

Honestly, the hab
I now not expected.

"The world is upside down"

Ladies and gentlemen,
are not secure in their house.

... please turn to
the next emergency center.

The virus spread with a
unprecedented rate.

Millions have become infected.

After I had come to me
and me the bloody shards of glass

had pulled out of the head, was
I realized that I was not dreaming.

I had woken up in a world where
which was completely out of joint.

No Idea.

Perhaps I can help the guy.

Are you okay, mister?

Are you all right?

If you get any closer, propose
I whacked you with this stone

I do not know, maybe have
I just killed someone.

Okay, back to Los.

Home Sweet Home.

Something was wrong here. In our
House was quiet. Slightly too quiet.

Mom?

Pop?

Hello?

Fuck.

Terry?

So, this is not my
Family. Where the hell is everybody?

Slant that I now
just get hungry.

Fuck ...

Fuck ...

Fuck, Fuck that shit.

That's shit, shit, shit.

That hurts, shit, do
that hurt. Pull yourself together.

Fuck!

I love you.

Show me that you're going to save me time.

Kiss Me. I love you.

... This girl you
the heart has broken ...

... That the daughters
other mothers are pretty.

Do not know if it was the adrenaline
or at all Steven Seagal-movies,

I had seen. But I began
to, to feel like a muscleman.

I wanted to do what you said
and have got your car wrecked.

I again everything
screwed up, as always, Pop.

I'm sorry.

I should have been your savior.

Thank Pops, you
always said the right thing.

"Love vs. Zombies"

Hello, this is Artie, live from the
Consignment King Arthur on the night shift.

Today we are discussing a very
important topic. The zombie epidemic.

When I woke up, there was no one
since, except for a few hollow heads,

who tried to eat it myself.

One of these types has a me
Piece bitten out of his hand.

I know what you are now
thinks, and I think it also.

But until now have
I just one bite.

I will continue my journey,
to find answers

and more importantly, to find April.
If I'm not a zombie before going.

I'm just not on it. Say,
what is bothering you and then on leg.

Artie, I'm there
April. It was long ago.

I know that you made me
This dungeon will liberate.

I do not know how long
I can still hold out,

but I'm still here. I
waiting for you. I love you.

Fuck you.

Come on, come on, no, Fuck!

What the hell...

"Church three miles - not infected"

As I previously never had a
Zombie Apocalypse had experienced,

I needed a while to get the
Things to get to the number.

The fighting was not great
unlike in the high school.

I like spring rolls,
Dough plugs and broccoli-chicken.

Pesky brat hits

to crowbar.

Just to be sure.

Dad, is that you?

If you open the tent,
I blow you off the skull.

It's okay.

What are you doing out here?

What do you think?

I have everywhere in the forest Fallen
erected to protect us.

I'm not so
ensure that good for something.

What do you take that?

Zombie tree?

Witzig. What were you going into my tent?

We are talking about when you put down the gun.
- Mouth, and I put them away.

My car is verreckt, okay? I
try me by strike the church.

You trust the sign?

I do not know, man. I do not have any
Idea what the hell is going on here.

We have a lot of
Is turned zombies,

because some terrorist our
Drinking water has contaminated.

How do you know that
it was a terrorist?

Because terrorists so do just anything.

Dad, can I come out?

Are you going to make trouble?

I think we both have the
Moment other problems, right?

Come on out, darling.

Hi, I'm Regan.

Hi, Arthur, April, I mean Artie.
- Do not even think, Artie.

Dad, please. Do you want
a drink of water?

Gladly.

So, what are you doing
out as far here?

Try to survive.

You know, the same as that
behind the hill sits a whole horde?

The do not come here anymore
over to us. The fear me.

Are you the king of the
Jungle, or something?

Yes.

Damn funny, Artie.

But well, maybe not for you.

But you see what is
wriggles on my tree?

When the zombies by
over there to come over,

See him and know
This could be you.

That is not without its dangers.
Why do not you kill him?

I can not.

This is my brother. He was infected.

And if there is a cure for it
there, we'll get him back.

Wow, this song is really long. They
looks really cute when she sings.

That was beautiful.

Thank you.

Did that hurt?

A little bit. But the worst
was the shock. That was really hard.

My dad would shoot you immediately,
if he knew of the wound.

Well then, we reserve the
rather for us, okay?

No idea what's going on here. I
thought I'd change me, but ...

You'd have to also. My Brother
was infected through a bite.

Happened almost overnight.

And he tried to bite you?

Yes.

Crap.

Maybe you're even
immune to this shit.

Maybe you can you
just do not infect.

Or maybe it takes
longer, until it breaks.

Jimmy. Listen to me.
- No!

I am your father!

Jimmy! I'll try you
to rescue! Stand up.

Dad! Shoot him! Dad!

No! Dad!

"My Apocalypse family"

I do not know why, but
Apparently the death of her family

not yet gotten through to Regan.
Maybe she is still in shock.

On the other hand, how would I
react when my whole family

in front of my eyes
would be slaughtered.

I Regan yesterday met

and today she feels
already like family.

Perhaps because it is the
only human contact is,

I had in the past few days.

Maybe because we're both alone
roam this godforsaken world.

For me, family means that I in
her presence, I can be myself.

Even in the darkest moments. That
Pop was, and who is no longer there now.

Thankfully, a cart.

I hope she goes.

Artie, there's one.

I'm getting better.

It's good. It's good.

And there you go.

I know I should not smile
should, considering that anyone who

I know now a
carnivorous Zombie is.

But it was kind of nice. I
even had butterflies in my stomach.

It has something soothing when
to have someone to protect them.

Thank you
have picked me, Artie.

That's so sweet of you.

Yes, as if I had a choice.
- Up!

You love me.

And I love you.

Okay, Tiger, I think you
now should go to bed.

Hey, do not call me ...

Time to sleep.

Okay. I have to pass.

What now?

No, wait.

Can not you...

Let it out. Just let it out.

"Welcome, survivors.
Salvation is close !! "

Welcome. Please have a seat
among your brothers and sisters.

Uh, Father, you will find
not, it would be better

to close the doors or something?

O my son, the Beasts
will not enter here,

This is a house of God. Our
Heavenly Father will protect us.

Are you sure? Oh please, I
you will not prescribe

what to believe, but trust
You really think that God these zombies

will deter
get in here?

After all, he has no problem with it,
that they eat other people.

Please come with me.

I thought you were
those Jesus freaks.

You are not a priest.

God, no. I am a
bloody zombie killer.

Fuck.

What are you doing in the Church?

Idiots like you can find that will help us.

That is, since the human
there are also zombie killer?

No. These are
stupid Jesus freaks.

Why do you think I've
left the door open?

Front and rear of the bait we.

We?

These are the people who do not sit around
want and wait for a cure.

And where are the people who
waiting for a cure?

In the refugee camp on the outskirts of the city.

We're going in the other direction.

There is no other way, boy.

Okay, I'll go to
Fort, but I tell you,

The refugee camp is
my second stop.

Whomever you choose, he
either in refugee camps,

dead or a zombie.

No, I still have to do what.

Okay okay.

Pick a weapon from.

No thanks, I
my own game.

Really?

Yes. I am against arms,
that would be dishonest.

So something stupid
I've never heard of.

No reloading necessary.

As you wish.

A few more details.

Although everything is understood by
itself, but it is worth anyway,

to hear again.

A: The brain damage, and B:
can bite under any circumstances.

We fight until we dead
are, or until we to

Managed refugee camps.
Now I receive questions.

Daniel.

Uh, yeah, that is what actually happens,
if one is scratched by a?

Then you have not lost anything with us.

Anyone else? No? No,
No, no, no, no, well.

We split up because we in this
Manner have much better chances.

Get our new friends
with me and Stevenson.

And the rest of you, may God your
Soul be merciful and good luck.

So bear brother, Stevenson.

Stevenson?
- Yes.

Holy shit, dude.
- Oh, shit, Artie.

I do not believe? How, man?

Wow, how long ago was that, ten years?

No, not so long. Approximately three.

Wow, time crawls real meaning
if you're bored to death.

What have you all the time so driven?
Are you still your radio thing?

Do not tell me, did you hear that?

Clear. Was glad that there are people

whose lives still miserable
was than mine. Right?

Okay, thank you.
- Yes...

And what have you been doing, dude?

Oh wow. Fuck.

Zombies zap. Yes...
- Clear. Yes, what else?

And who is this?
- Oh, sorry, that's Regan.

Hi.
- Hey, hey, how are so? You two are ...

Age ...

Hey, hi ...
- Yes?

If you have ausgebusselt,
I'd like to go out.

Zombies zap. Okay?

The infected people have the
Way found in the church.

Let's see if the trap snapped shut
is. I've got the lead. Undalay.

Is Spanish. Says: Let's go!

Pretty stupid asshole.

Yes. Undalay.

Okay?
- Yes.

Sure Regan in this
Priest types is in good hands?

No sweat, Age that is safe.
Just wanted to briefly talk with the.

And what are we doing here?

Just a little nature
. enjoy Before all draufgehen.

We were friends on the
High School, right, Artie?

Yes I think so.

Then you can say, we were
Mate or something.

The one can say so.

Oh, Artie.

Artie, Artie, Artie ...

Artie ...

I feel you
trying to tell me something?

Ah, Artie.

I'm really sorry that
I have to do now.

Get out of the damn car.

What the hell ... Stevenson?

I saw that shit bite.
We walk a few steps, going on.

That's not how you think.
That's been a few days.

I do not believe you, man. I know,
what happens when someone is bitten,

but I see that you now not a zombie
are, so I do not shoot you.

But you can get your ass
it bet if you're going to a,

I shoot you now and distributing
your brain on the golf cart, right?

Then we will probably still
quite a long time must be here.

Tell me that.

Cowboy. Stop!
- Hey, hey, hey ...

What are you doing there?

What is that?

The prescribed gave me a doctor, a
few days before the outbreak.

Listen, I'm not
sure, but I think

they are the reason why
I do not infect me.

Which could be the answer to everything.

Come on, you show me.

Crap...

I did not come so far,
to kill me now allow.

And especially not of you, mate.

Okay. Yet you're not
Zombie, so you're safe.

But as soon as you feel
verwandelst, I bang you up.

I hope you would
do the same for me.

And? Do you trust me?
- I trust you.

Then you can your
Wager ass, dude.

The pills remain a mystery
between you, me and the landscape.

That sounds reasonable. None
Welding, brother. You are my brother.

Excuse the bash,
but with a gun in his face ...

Hey, man happens. Would Have
be worse.

They knew a little
Diner down the road.

If you like Zombies, is
our meatloaf love.

Did you see that?
Did you see that?

Okay, I'll do us
only something to eat.

Are we here to clean?

Ah, you're a fucking
Freak, my friend Stevenson,

but you're a bomb cook.
Now it's out.

You should try times my tacos.

That sounds profane.

I mean, the tacos, the
I do minced pure.

Would you like to dance?

Clear.

That is what we are fighting.

True love.

I was a dancer.
- Really?

Profi.
- What happened?

Rivalries. So that's always.

Artie?

Aprinzess ...

Hi, what are you doing here?

I was at your house,
but you were not there.

Then I was bored and
I wanted to go for a walk,

because there are only old people
run around. Ancient people ...

Okay.

And I decided,
take this little lady.

Oh yes, a lovely little lady.

Yes, we are both
went for a walk together.

Excuse me, can I
do not understand. You lallst.

I do not lalle.
- Yes, you lallst.

Oh my God, what happened to you?

Hey, let's go for a walk?

You've been drinking too much.

So what?

So I think you should
now prefer to go anywhere.

Hey, I actually have red eyes?

April ...

I love you.

I love you too.

I remember when
if it were yesterday.

You know what else, as
it was yesterday?

The day when I am in thelove did little silly.

Fuck you, man, real.

It was on my eleventh birthday.
You gave me a bow and arrow set

gift for children. And up
the card you wrote:

Happy Birthday, Robin
Hood. In love, Maid Marian.

Come on, dance with me. Dance with me.

Dance with me under the moonlight.

Oh my God, you chase me yes
correctly fear. You are so funny.

How so? I just want to dance with you.
- I got you never seen drunk.

Have you ever been in love?

Twice in the same woman.

We have to leave.

What is it?

Nothing. I promise you,
that nothing happens to you.

But we have to get out of here.
Guys going comes, we need to get away.

Oh no...

No no...

Get out.

Holy shit!

Man, mate, I'm sorry, okay?

Bloody hell, I
I promised her.

Already clear, man, calm down. Thou
but could not help it.

I do not know, maybe ...

What do you want?

I want to know that
April security.

Okay. Let's go. You say
where and I drive.

"Regret & old friends"

It's funny, man, you know ...

Just imagine, you are doing
up such a long way,

meal test your car and fight
against zombies and bite you

you come into their own hands, and at the end at
April onwards, and it's a fucking zombie.

No, as far as it does not come.

Ha, but would be shit, right?

Yes, that would be great shit
Stevenson, thank you very much.

Anyway, age,
I need to piss.

You know, the shit
really annoying, man.

Well, I'm shitting.

I just wanted polite
be, so you do not have ...

I mean, what do you
have said about April.

You know what? Actually, I am a
half-full type, just what we have out there,

is a half-empty world.

I will send you the only clear
what you can expect out there.

I have the last few years
spent my life,

to sit in a dark basement and
me to converse with my microphone.

And at the end was a zombie pandemic
necessary to realize,

I just was afraid
my own life to live.

And ironically, I run
now the matter afterwards,

me in the first place it
held, to live my life.

The zombies want to eat you, as
Want to be able to live your life since?

Because I for the first time the
am who has the edge.

I kick them in the ass.
Guys like you and guys like me,

we will always
Must rumschlagen Monster.

We will always take on zombies.

And it is our job,
them's skull.

I have

my dad off the head.
- What?

Yes. My mum died when I was small,
and my dad let his aggression

to from me. First he got drunk
and then I got thrashing.

Probably I
looked like my mom or something.

But when I think the zombie head
Father looked vorbeirollen at my feet,

I realized that I
had no family.

I do not know,
maybe you are right,

Maybe he was
only an accident victim.

But perhaps there is also a
Meaning behind the whole shit,

maybe it has indeed made me stronger,
that he has ever beaten me.

But maybe I'm not
Bearing what I give to me,

because I'm a fucking pothead.

But shit, I still have now.

And the thing I need, if I
a zombie wants to bite in the ass.

Holy shit.

I know that you save me one day.
You are King Arthur. I love you.

I do not believe now.
Brady? That will be funny.

I told you, I
get the jacket back.

Welcome to the Apocalypse, asshole.

Artie! Artie!

We have to leave. We must
away, I'm covered in blood.

Come on.

Come on. Where did you get the jacket from?
- No matter.

Do I have.
- No. - But.

You do not believe it yourself.

And what do I do when I'm old?

Wow.

Hello?

Hello.

Try going back.
- Why me? You go yet.

Better you go. What if
she is a fucking zombie?

She has spoken.

And when a talking zombie
is? Fuck it, we're both going, going.

Do you have a name?

Mary.

Are you all right?

I think so. Just me
feel me somehow.

Unlike what is
Different? Approximately unlike ...

Oh no, I am now a Zombie
and both of you want to eat?

Huh?

Sorry, it is perhaps you somehow
ill, or you have been bitten?

Something has me pretty
heavily scratched my arm.

Can we see again?

Yes.

Wow ...

What is it? Is that bad?

I think I can smell it ...
- Is that so bad, really?

No everything is fine. It's just a scratch.

Artie! I do it for you ...

We have to shoot them.
I'll do it, okay?

Hey, which is still
not even sixteen.

That I do not care.
I almost had to puke.

Shit, they got me
bitten, she bit me.

Age ...
- Artie, she bit me.

How are you?

Never better, brother.

Do you have a case
Get? For a final round?

Come to me now not with a party.

Hey, remember when I said,
I was against weapons? Fuck it all.

Fuck it all.

No, no, no, what
are YOU doing, man?

My brains out blow.

Listen, I know this sounds now
after a really cool excuse

But that's not it. Excluding
you I'm screwed.

I'm just a burden for you,
Brothers. Just another accident, okay?

You know what? You do it.

No.

Yep.
- I can not do that.

Just do it. You have
fifty Zombies done,

you can do it even with your
best friend. Come on.

Wait.

I wish we both have the
Zombies in the last two years

can zap together.

I also age.

Okay, let's do it.

Wait.

You are my best
Friend. Find your little one.

Can bet on it, brother.

You are my brother.

When I over the dead body
my best friend was,

I realized that I have more courage
and had power than ever before.

Artie ...

Fast fast...

I suggest you try
a new drug from.

Have you ever heard of Prozac?

You mean, for suicides and so?

Well, it's like Prozac. Just
without all the side effects.

And what are the side effects here?

No suicide. Previously ambition euphoria ...

For some people, it has the immune
system improved. Less flu threat.

I hate the flu.

It is Zybinol. One
purple pill, twice a day.

And what if all are gone?

Is there more.

Just one more left.

And how bad is it?

No idea, but it could be.

How did you know I was coming?

King Arthur on the night shift?

Did I never missed. Why
are not you come earlier?

Uh, I had with some personal
Do demons and family demons.

A demon family.

Yes.

Do you think they are still in the camp?

That's a good question.
I really do not know it.

All I know is that we will be there
must before the last pill is gone.

Or do we just stay here. Just
we both. That would be perfect.

Why are you a
Golf Cart on the go?

Let's say I had bad luck with cars.

Oh, that will certainly please you.

Holy shit. Where
Do you have the come from?

Oh my God, Brady is a zombie?

Well, he was there.

And you umgenietet him cold.

With a Junior nine iron.

Oh, you're sick.

We burn them.
- Okay.

Okay.

Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.

I thought the journey would be over,
when I finally found it.

But for the first time I wanted more.

While I was in April with golf cart
drove, it grabbed me.

Still a pill and
God is finished with me.

And I only had one
Mission. April rescue.

"Epilogue"

Ape.
- Yes?

Take thou.

There is only one still there.
- I do not need it anymore.

Are you sure?

You have absolutely Dr. Lyle
find and give him since.

Tell him from me. Tell him,
that this might be the solution.

Artie?
- Terry.

Shit, you're still alive.

I thought you'd be dead.

You know April my friend.

Here you are safe.

Are Mum and Dad ...

Yes. They are there about it, come with me.

Mom, Dad, I've found Artie.

Artie!
- Artie!

Artie, Artie, Artie, Artie ...

Oh God...

Hard to believe. You've found it.

I found her.

Hi April.
- Hi.

It is a long time ago.
- Yes.

Hi.
- Hi.

How the hell did
you the only managed?

Dad, I beg you ...

Come here, boy.

I'm so sorry, boy, but do me
so a shit ever again, okay?

Okay.

You know what? There is
Beer here, honestly.

Yes, of course, what else.

Let's drink one, I
mean, the reason shouts yet

right after a beer, eh?
- Yes. Come this way.

Not you, Terry. You're too young.

A toast. On Artie and April,
the family, a cure and Pop!

On Pop.
- On Pop.

Was it me, or I was not there,
who said from the outset,

the pills would help you?

That was you.

You see. I had
but once again right. Huh?

Are you sure it's the pills
goods which have protected you?

I do not know, honestly.

I mean, the doctor said that
they would protect me from the flu.

But he obviously has nothing
said about a zombie infection.

I guess they just do my
Strengthened immune system or something.

Maybe you're even
become happier, who knows?

Maybe...

Or maybe kiffst
You also still.

Nice ..

Do you see how happy he is?

Yes, he looks happy, he
looks really happy.

Pop always said, the only,
what you can do is fight.

Whether you one on the kisser
gets or even hands out.

As long as one of the fights that you love,
it is the most romantic in the world.

He was right.

But sometimes it's just
romantic, without them continue fighting

and to keep them in the heart.

I'm sorry.

You do not know when you are born,
and you do not know, when you die.

So you have to fight until there is nothing
are more what is worth fighting for.

That's what I learned from Artie.

As for me, my
Apocalypse is finally over.

And with a purple pill in my
Bag starts a new journey for me.

"End"