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Previously on Z Nation

I thought there was a mission
that dictated

Our each and every action.

And that anything was
justifiable in service of

The mission.

The centers for disease
control is offering an enormous bounty

For Murphy's safe delivery.

What the hell is going on?

It's a damn Murphy free for all.

Where's Cassandra?

I mercied her.

I gave her life.

And you had no right
to take that away.

She wasn't human.

Not since you bit her.

Not right now.

Flashlight. No batteries.

Half a bottle of aspirin.

Well I got no ammo.

Found this.

I got two batteries
and four bullets.

I got two in my gun
and two randoms in those.

You got gum?

For repair purposes only.

Remember fresh breath.

Oh.

Couple of bullets.

Road flares.

I got one empty clip.

You know what. See if these fit.

I know this looks shaky,

but we will find a way to
get Murphy to California.

Well I'm hungry.

Hey, Sleeping Beauty.

What are you looking at?

Murphy!

Wake up man.

What?

Help me find some lunch.

Nuts, fruit, edible tree bark.

Edible tree bark, huh?

How does Euell Gibbons do it?

Don't eat that tree.

Terrible aftertaste.

Let's roll! Come on, Murphy!

Well?

Two gallons, maybe three.

If we get ten miles a gallon

It'll get us halfway to Plainview.

Hey, where's Murphy?

He's right behind me.

Damnit Murphy!

♪ Have mercy. ♪

♪ Oh, have mercy. ♪

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How do you just lose Murphy?

What do you mean, he was just behind you?
Really?!

Help! Help!

Doc! Warren!
Your mission's fallen down the rabbit hole!

Vasquez! Your bounty's missing!

Help!

I'm gonna be really pissed if my last words

are "Murphy, where are you?"

We might as well be saying,

"Here we are, zombies. Come and get us."

Murphy better hope he's not
around when I reach 9,999.

Easy, kid. We got to find him first.

Well I think it's somewhere around

Oh and don't eat the bark
off them skinny trees.

Starts out tangy then goes south in a hurry.

Oh maybe it was over here.

At least you didn't flinch.

Better.

Good.

I was hoping we'd find him here napping.

That slippery bastard's gonna
spend the rest of his day

in shackles if I have
anything to say about it.

Your eyes follow me like a creepy painting.

That's weird for a Z. Zombies are more like

Uh...

Uh...

I can't really do it.

Didn't wanna kill him.
This one was a handful.

Hiding in the dark to surprise

Kicking my Z-Catcher away.

Trying to remove my helmet.

Sometimes I do wish I was a doctor.

Consider myself more of a collector.

But letters after a name
do not a genius make.

Those quacks at the CDC ignored me.

They should've listened to me.

What have we here?

Male zombie. Well preserved.

You're fresh for a zombie.

But fresh Zs are agitated and wild.
They only want to feed.

But you are so mellow.

That's interesting.

I've yet to meet a Z that could speak.
And I've met a lot of Zs.

Does your brain resemble his brain?

I'll have to remove your
brain from your head to see.

No? Bad idea?

Wa... Speak to me, zombie. You can do it.

Water.

Synapses may be firing.

Wa... ter.

Water? You just asked me for water?

Yeah.

A zombie is asking me for water.

Which is the water?

Are you sure, bright eyes?

You just maxed out the zombie IQ test.

You're just severely dehydrated.

There you go.

Slowly.

More, please.

My first talking Z.

It's like meeting
a unicorn that craps diamonds.

It's interesting.

Your flesh is deteriorating,
but you are compos mentis.

A conscious, aware, thirsty zombie?

What are you?

My friends and I had car
trouble when I accidentally stumbled

into your pit.

Wait here.

Can I help you with something?

More water.

I'm not as isolated as might appear.

My zombie safaris take me out
of my zip code and on occasion

I catch interesting
internet and radio chatter.

There's a
man traveling among you.

He's the only human known to
have survived a zombie bite.

His blood has the antibodies
to create a vaccine.

It is imperative that
he be transported alive

to the Centers for Disease
Control Lab in California.

His name is Murphy.

Survivor of a zombie bite?

That'd make some kind of half-man,
half-zombie.

That'd be a far fetched story.

A story that would require

irrefutable evidence.

You are the Murphy.

Do a zombie's cuts get infected?
The flesh is rotting.

- I'm not a zombie.
- Had you feel pain?

Uh, yeah.

What is up with those cards?

I'm constantly observing and
recording data all the time.

What the hell was that for?

Pain is a useful teacher.

Hey, listen. Is this thing really necessary?

I've heard tell of The Murphy.

The stories suggest you are the
most dangerous man half-alive.

That's absurd. Listen,

my friends are gonna be looking for me.

Friends?

You mean the bounty hunters who
were taking you to the CDC lab.

The CDC are idiots!

I thought we covered that.

These are all unopened.

After a while,
they stopped reading my warnings.

They were probably in on it.

The people actually wanted to handle it.

People are sheep.

Stay away from the CDC.

I will admit that my
interactions with the CDC

have left me less than impressed.

Thank you, Mr. Murphy.

It is refreshing to hear you say that.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Total accident.
- Damnit!

Be careful with that thing.

You can relax, Mr. Murphy.

Can I?

Yes.

Because I don't want the bounty.

I just want to know what it is to be you.

Imagine if the biggest ComicCon
ever did it with the Smithsonian

Voila.

You're making a zombie museum?

It'll be much more than
that when we open the

restaurants, the night clubs,
and the gift shops.

And it won't be like one of
those candy-ass ComicCons

where they ban real weapons.

You're banned from ComicCon?

I'm a zombie hunter. Of course I'm carrying.

Costume play? Cosplay? Not a real word.

Ridiculous. There is no play.
I told them this was coming.

They'll listen to me now.
Of course they're all dead.

Nice to have something for the kids.

White zombie. Have you seen this?

I missed that one.

I am not what you would call
a hardcore fan of the genre.

Released in 1932.

It is the grandfather of
the American zombie film.

Starring Bela Lugosi.

White Zombie introduced the notion that

shooting a zombie in the
chest would not kill it.

And they were right.

I Walked with a Zombie.

From 1943. Taps into the Haitian
voodoo roots of the mythology.

You see, Caribbean slaves

feared they would remain
servants even in death.

I've had that nightmare.

The one that started it all for me.

Zombie lore has been part of
the collective consciousness

for decades. But the works of George Romero

had a massive influence on the culture.

Weaving social commentary
into a monster movie

gave his films a resonance.

It's in black and white?

What's your favorite scene?

Who can pick just one?

I think it's so scary
when the little girl turns

and the mother just stares.

Her baby is now a monster.

It happens.

What about your mother?

My mother?

Gone.

Mine too. Zombies?

No. Before.

I'm sorry, Murphy.

It's hard in this world with
no one to look after you.

Yeah, well

I'm not him anymore.

Dawn of the Dead. 2004.

Now this one I did see.

Scary and funny.
That's how I liked my zombies.

A satisfying remake of
the Romero classic and

a stinging rebuke of America's
consumer driven society.

I get it. Zombies as consumers

driven by the mindless desire
to obtain useless shiny stuff

blah blah blah.

And to set it in a suburban shopping mall?

Genius.

Romero never explained why the dead rise.

The not knowing is much more horrifying,
don't you think?

The knowing is pretty horrifying too.

I get the feeling you
were often misunderstood.

First impressions were never my strong suit.

Not very good at second impressions either.

You are unique, Mr. Murphy.

I can see you are to be revered.

I can see you sitting on the
throne dispensing the wisdom

of Men, zombies, and all a
that will come after Men.

People will travel great
distances to be in your presence.

Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.

Has there ever been a
zombie movie that captures

how exhausting and dirty the apocalypse is?

I'm filthy all the time.

I blow my nose, and mud comes out.

You want a shower?

You have running water here?

Hot water?

I hate to ask, but what happens
when this thing hits the water?

Like a toaster in the tub.

Kidding. It's waterproof.

Enjoy.

Murphy!

Ghost town.

Nothing but quiet.

Nothing. No one here.

Without Murphy, there's no mission.

Keep moving.

For as important as this guy is,
we sure lose him a lot.

Murphy!

Murphy, that suit is so you.

You're busy.

The others will be expecting me.

I'm kinda their mission.

Have I been talking to myself?!

You are their pawn!

I am nobody's pawn!

So

I'm gonna leave you two.

I'll see myself out.
It's a left, left, down the stairs,

and to the right. Right?

My basement, my rules.

Damn.

You'll never make it to California.
That is insane.

If the CDC wants to see you,
they're gonna have to come to me

If anybody wants to see you,
they're gonna have to come to me

How was your sleep?

Those elephant darts sure pack a punch.

What are you doing to me?

Getting you mic'd up.

Oh, blood sample.

Your miracle blood might
warrant its own exhibit.

Damnit!

That'll sober you up.

What is this?

Keeping proper records

is the most important part
of scientific research.

Plus at a twelve dollar admission price,

the public will expect interactive exhibits.

In...

three, two.

Welcome to the National
Institute of the Zombie Arts.

I am Dean Madeline, founder.

I'm joined by the only
known human to survive

being bit by a zombie.

Welcome.

As you can see, Mr. Murphy feels pain.

At this stage of his evolution,

his central nervous system
responds to 50,000 volts.

Welcome.

Thank you.

It's my pleasure to be here.

Mr. Murphy, I'd like to take a DNA sample.

A simple swab.

Say ahhh.

I have so many questions,
but the most reliable data

come from your cells.

As you can see, I'm taking a plasma sample.

And

What is that for?

This six inch needle

eight inch needle

is for collecting a bone marrow aspiration.

A bone marrow what?

A simple test to determine
whether you are more human

or zombie.

Bone marrow tells you that?

Won't know if you don't try.

That's the best part about science. Trying.

Head's up!

Nobody's here.

Finally, the opportunity to
hear directly from The Murphy

in an exclusive interview

that will dispel the rumors and conjecture.

Can I just pee in a cup?

Describe the circumstances
of the life-altering

history-making attack that left
you infected with the HZN virus.

Yes, well.

A few months into the zombie outbreak,

I volunteered for a secret
government research program.

What?!

I was in prison.

A scientist used the prisoners
as guinea pigs to test serums

to fight the zombie virus.

Most of the batches didn't work.
Mine did.

I think.

The lab was overrun by
zombies moments later.

And they left me.

The zombies attacked me,

bit me, tore my body open.

What would you like to say

to the unprofessional CDC
doctor who left you in that lab?

That I would keep my promise

What promise?

I will...

And for other zombies?

Life is very simple.

One goal always driving them forward.

What do brains taste like?

I don't know. I've never tasted them.

Mr. Murphy,
the world's only living hybrid man-zombie

will now consume a human
brain for the first time.

Actually I would rather not.

Okay, we're gonna go on three. One

I said on three!

We do a three count at every house

we're gonna be here all day.

What's it like to be a

That's how rumors get started.

Can you control another
zombie with your mind?

Now wouldn't that be something.

What about that zombie in the pit?
Wasn't that you?

No.

Are you saying that I captured you

and the smartest zombie I
ever met in the same day?

When you're hot, you're hot.

What happens when you bite a human?

Nothing.

Nothing special.

They die.

Do you feel connected to the Zs?

I feel like a father.

Father?
Well that's an interesting choice of words.

Are you a parent?

I was, briefly.

I had a daughter.

She was beautiful.
But I had to give her away.

I promised myself I wasn't gonna do this.

What happened?

Enough questions.

Well I think that went quite well.

I'm gonna take this
sample off to the freezer.

And I'll be back for that urine sample.

You have opposable thumbs. Do this.

That a boy.

Shhh.

We know it works.

Focus up.

Unbelievable.

That was awesome!

You're like a puppet master!

Thank you, Doctor Henderson. That'll be all.

I knew it was you in the pit
with the zombie. I knew it!

Murphy!

Murphy!

Come on, man.

All right.

We need to fan out or we won't
find Murphy by nightfall.

Well why we got to split up? I hate that.

What is this?

The main exhibit hall.

Rudimentary, I know.
But my zombie collection is growing.

Don't worry,
it's not really radioactive.

I mean the diorama isn't.
The zombie might be.

Toxic waste poisoning,
probable cause of death.

No bite marks on him.

A phyto Z?

Phyto?

I've been calling her plant woman.

Phyto is better.

Where did you find these?

Hunting far and wide. Not easy.

The CDC should be putting this
kind of effort into observing Zs

instead of playing poker
in their lab all day.

There are some awesome mutations happening.

How did you capture a blaster?

Blaster? You're good at this.

This one was clever.

Must have been in proximity
to a nuclear blast.

Blaster. Got it.

Part of his brain still works.
He can learn things.

I'm gonna teach him how to juggle.

You can't keep live zombies like this.

It's perfectly safe.

The invisible fence keeps them

Almost forgot. Over here.

The celebrity zombie room.

Presenting George RR Martin.

Who the hell's that?

He wrote a song of Ice and Fire.

Game of Thrones?

We didn't get HBO in the clink.

Well he's my only celebrity Z so far.

How?

I was at the last ComicCon
when it all went down.

Some dirty guy with a cross-bow
tried to help George escape.

Got eaten.

I helped George and his girls escape,

but they didn't last long
without room service.

Watch this.

He has amazing muscle memory

from all those years of signing books.

It's a reflex.

I have hundreds of these.

I'm gonna make tons of
money when eBay comes back.

I'm gonna be damn rich!

Nice.

Maybe you could do your mind thing

and help him finish his next manuscript.

Maybe.

Is it any good?

They're always good.

Summer is Here.

It's already 800 pages.
How long does it need to be?

I was thinking about typing
The End on the last page.

We'll kill everyone in the next book.

Can I have this?

Yeah, sure.

Not gonna happen.

Time to go.

I have no trouble making you bleed.

I can see you sitting on the throne

dispensing the wisdom of men, zombies,

and all that will come after men.

Mr. Murphy.

I'll cut you in for a percentage
of the gate. That's fair.

Okay, fine.
I can go ten percent of concessions,

not counting liquor sales.

I tell you what, I'll throw in liquor sales,

but only after my sweat
equity has been recouped.

Oh, come on. Come on.

Where's a zombie when you need one?

Man, you are a tough negotiator.

Twenty percent of all
concessions including liquor,

and we split the George RR Martin book sales

down the middle.

Open the door.

50/50. Come on, that's fair.

Unlock the door or die!

Okay, Murphy. It's going to be
like this all the time? Fine.

Go.

Prima Donna.

Betrayed. That's what I'm feeling.
I've been too nice.

And you're too dangerous.

So I have no choice but to
drain your blood and freeze it.

You can't freeze my blood.

Says who?

Some CDC quack?

The antibodies.

They'll figure it out. Or I will.

I'm the mission.

The mission is over!

You're not unique, Murphy,
though perhaps your blood is.

And anybody who wants a sample

can walk right up to my front door.

You have some range.

You don't even have to be
right next to the zombie.

This is really something.

What else can you make him do?
Will, will he sing if you sing?

We, we could do this to music.

We could add a light show.

Be quiet.

Yes?

I'm looking for a friend.

Haven't seen anybody.

He's a tall guy. Kinda weird blue-ish skin.

Blue-ish fella?

Is he ill?

Is there anyone else in this town?

Nobody.

Anywhere else my friend might have gone?

Sorry.

Good luck.

You almost made me kill your friend.

Don't be embarrassed, Murphy.

Enough volts would humble any man or zombie.

Murphy.

Murphy.

Murphy?

Murphy, you okay?

What is this?

You bleed slowly.

Anybody ever tell you that?

Yes.

Look who's Mr. Agreeable all of the sudden.

Mr. Murphy and his amazing zombie boy.

I want to see what happens
when you bite a human.

Quit lying to me and show me.

Murphy, you don't have to do this.

Yeah, he does.

Do not let him turn me
into one of those things.

One of what things?

I dunno what he's talking about.

Patronize me again and you will limp

for the rest of your undead life.

I'm too weak.

How about you? Anything?

Nothing.

Told you we should've
put that guy in a collar.

That shot definitely came from that way.

That's just a warning shot.

Just kill me. Just shoot me in the head.

I want to see what happens

when Mr. half-zombie man bites
a living breathing human being.

And it's gonna happen now

or I'm gonna start putting holes in people!

Murphy!

Hey,

10K. He left us a trail of crumbs.

There's nothing to fear.

I don't fear you.

I hate you.

If you're the key to mankind's survival,

we should all just go to hell.

Finally, something we agree on.

I'm working here!

It won't be that bad.

What you did to Cassandra
was worse than death.

Just let it happen, kid.
You won't be afraid anymore.

No! Please, Murphy! No!

Don't bite him on the face.
Don't bite him on the face.

I'm tired. You took all my blood.

Bite him on the chest, just like yours.

Okay.

Okay.

It'll all be over in a second.

No, no, no!

Is this what you want?

Yes. Show me what it
feels like to be a zombie.

Done.

Look at me.

Look at me!

Bite me!

Now you know what it feels like to be me.

There's no mercy in my world.

Don't watch this.

I'm glad you found me, kid.
Now get me the hell out of here.

Murphy? Murphy, you okay?

Murphy?

Murphy.

Murphy, wake up.

Hey, I'm with him.

What is all this?

Come on, Murphy! Wake up!

How'd a phyto get all the way down here?

Oh, I hate them blasters.

I got two bullets left. Anybody else?

I gave mine to 10K.

Don't look at me.

I got two.

10K! Draw them over this way!

I'm out!

These are the weirdest freaking zombies.

The zombie fun pack. Collect all ten.

Well what happened to him?
Murphy, can you hear me?

He's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Ah, look who's still alive.

It's okay if you don't
want to talk about it.

That's why I'm not talking.

Yeah. No, I get it.

I have half a mind to leave this on.

How 'bout a cowbell?

That'll attract Zs.

Yeah well what difference does it make?

He yawns and they come running.

Is that all of it?

You feel like you're missing six pints?

I don't know.
I've been unconscious a lot today.

All right, well hold still.

You should feel better soon.

What do you care?

Bags of blood are here.

Take them. They're yours.

Go get your cure.

Try not to run off again.

We're all counting on you to stay alive.

Warren.

Promise me

you won't leave me alone if
we make it to California.

I promise you.

Saddle up.