Day Of The Dead Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Day Of The Dead Script


  



 

                   

[ Screaming ]

[ Helicopter Blades Whirring ]



 

                   

-NOTHIN',

 NOTHIN' AT ALL.

- SEND IT AGAIN.



 

                   

I'VE BEEN SENDIN' IT UP

AND DOWN THE COAST FROM SARASOTA

TO THE EVERGLADES.



 

                   

IT'S STILL GETTING BACK

THE SAME DAY IT AIRED.



 

                   

THERE'S NOTHING.

THERE'S NOBODY, OR AT LEAST

NOBODY WITH A RADIO.



 

                   

ALL RIGHT THEN.

LET'S SET DOWN.

WE'LL USE THE BULLHORN.



 

                   

[ Man ]

SET DOWN? WAIT A MINUTE.

THAT'S NOT IN OUR CONTRACT.



 

                   

IT'S THE BIGGEST CITY

WITHIN     MILES. WE'RE

GONNA GIVE IT EVERY CHANCE.



 

                   

JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH.

SET DOWN, JOHN.



  

                   

I'LL SET US DOWN,

BUT I WON'T LEAVE MY SEAT, AND

I'LL KEEP THE ENGINE RUNNING.



  

                   

NOW, THE FIRST SIGN

OF TROUBLE, I'M GOING UP.



  

                   

IF YOU AIN'T ON BOARD WHEN

THAT HAPPENS, YOU'RE LIKELY

TO HAVE A LOUSY AFTERNOON.



  

                   

CALLING ANYBODY

ON THIS FREQUENCY.



  

                   

THIS IS

HELICOPTER  - -ALPHA.



  

                   

IF YOU CAN HEAR ME,

PLEASE LISTEN CAREFULLY.



  

                   

HELLO?



  

                   

HELLO?

IS ANYONE THERE?



  

                   

HELLO?



  

                   

HELLO?



  

                   

IS ANYONE THERE?



  

                   

HELLO?

IS ANYONE THERE?



  

                   

[ Flies Buzzing ]

IS ANYONE THERE?



  

                   

[ Wind Whistling ]



  

                   

HELLO?



  

                   

IS THERE ANYONE THERE?



  

                   

[ Footsteps Approaching ]



  

                   

[ Gasping ]



  

                   

HELLO?



  

                   

[ Moaning ]



  

                   

HELLO?



  

                   

IS THERE ANYONE THERE?



  

                   

- [ Gasping ]

-HELLO?



  

                   

[ Moaning ]

HELLO?



  

                   

IS ANYONE THERE?



  

                   

HELLO?

[ Grunting ]



  

                   

[ Low Moaning ]



  

                   

[ Moaning Intensifies ]



  

                   

WE CAN LIFT YOU OUT

TO SAFETY. PLEASE ANSWER

MY CALL IF YOU CAN HEAR ME.



  

                   

FORGET IT, BILLY BOY.

IT'S A DEAD PLACE.



  

                   

THEY GOT THE OTHERS,

YOU KNOW.



  

                   

LISTEN.

[ Muffled Moaning ]



  

                   

YOU CAN HEAR IT

OVER THE ENGINE.



  

                   

JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH.



  

                   

[ Moaning Nears ]



  

                   

[ Helicopter Blades Whirring ]



  

                   

[ Low Moaning ]



  

                   

HEY, YOU FIND ANYTHING?



  

                   

YEAH. A BUNCH

OF REAL ESTATE FOR SALE

AT CLOSEOUT PRICES, MAN.



  

                   

GAS UP THE MACHINE.

SHE'S DOWN TO FUMES.



  

                   

NO. WAIT TILL IT'S DARK.

THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM

OUT THERE.



  

                   

YEAH-HEY,

IT'S NO GOOD

TO LEAVE THE GAS TANK EMPTY.



  

                   

- SUPPOSE WE NEED TO GET

  OUT OF HERE IN A HURRY.

- THEN WE'RE SHIT OUT OF LUCK.



  

                   

THEY'RE GETTING TOO RILED UP.

DO IT TONIGHT WHEN

THEY CAN'T SEE YOU.



  

                   

THEY KNOW WE'RE IN HERE EVEN IF

THEY CAN'T SEE US. WHAT GOOD IS

IT TO LEAVE THE GAS TANK EMP--



  

                   

THE ACTIVITY EXCITES THEM.

THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM.

AND MORE AND MORE EVERY DAY.



  

                   

IF WE GET A LOT MORE, COME OUT

AND SHOOT SOME. OTHERWISE,

STAY INSIDE THE BUILDING.



  

                   

STAY OUT OF SIGHT.

BE THANKFUL YOU LIVE

IN THE SUBURBS, JOHNSON.



  

                   

YOU OUGHTA SEE

HOW CONGESTED THE CITY'S

GETTIN' TO BE.



  

                   

MIGUEL, COME ON.

LET'S GET BELOW.



  

                   

MIGUEL, WHAT CAN I DO?

YOU-- YOU--

WHAT?



  

                   

LET ME HELP.

NO. I-- I DON'T NEED HELP.

I DON'T NEED HELP.



  

                   

COME ON. GIVE ME THIS.

I'M ALL RIGHT.

 I'M JUST TIRED.



  

                   

YOU'RE NOT. YOU'RE COLLAPSING

FROM STRESS. NOW, LET ME HELP--

COLLAPSING FROM STRESS?



  

                   

WE'RE ALL COLLAPSING.

THIS WHOLE FUCKING UNIT

IS COLLAPSING--



  

                   

EVERYBODY EXCEPT YOU.



  

                   

I KNOW YOU'RE STRONG,

ALL RIGHT? SO WHAT?



  

                   

STRONGER THAN ME.

STRONGER THAN EVERYONE.

SO WHAT?



  

                   

SO FUCKING WHAT?



  

                   

[ Moaning Continues ]



  

                   

- THAT'S A NEW GRAVE.

- MAJOR COOPER.

  HE DIED THIS MORNING.



  

                   

AND THEN THERE WERE   .



  

                   

A BURIAL THIS MORNING.

THAT'S WHY THERE ARE SO MANY

OF THEM.



  

                   

WHAT'S GONNA BRING THEM

TOMORROW, SARAH? AND THE NEXT

DAY AND THE NEXT DAY AFTER?



  

                   

THERE ARE HUNDREDS OF 'EM

OVER THERE, THOUSANDS.

A MILLION OF THEM!



  

                   

YOU STICK YOUR HEAD IN THE SUN,

THEY'RE GONNA COME UP BEHIND YOU

AND BITE OFF YOUR ASS!



  

                   

THIS IS BULLSHIT. CRAZY.

IF YOU'VE GOT AN ALTERNATIVE,

WE'D BE HAPPY TO LISTEN TO IT.



  

                   

I GOT AN ALTERNATIVE.

YEAH, YEAH. I GOT

AN ALTERNATIVE.



  

                   

LET'S GET IN THAT WHIRLYBIRD,

FIND US AN ISLAND SOMEPLACE,

GET JUICED UP...



  

                   

AND SPEND WHAT TIME WE GOT LEFT

SOAKIN' UP SOME SUNSHINE.



  

                   

HOW'S THAT?

YOU COULD DO THAT,

COULDN'T YOU?



  

                   

WITH ALL THAT'S GOING ON,

YOU COULD DO THAT

WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT?



  

                   

RIGHT. I COULD DO THAT

EVEN IF ALL THIS WASN'T

GOIN' ON.



  

                   

[ Hydraulic Whirring ]



  

                   

[ Electronic Beeping ]



  

                   

ANOTHER WASTE OF TIME,

RIGHT?

GOT THAT RIGHT, MAN.



  

                   

[ Whirring ]



  

                   

WHAT'D YOU FIND?

NOTHIN'.



  

                   

NOTHIN'? HOW FAR

UP THE COAST DID YOU GO?



  

                   

- A HUNDRED MILES EACH WAY.

- [ Groans ]



  

                   

JUMP IN HERE, SOLDIER.

WE GOTTA BRING IN TWO MORE

DUMB FUCKS. LET'S GO.



  

                   

-[ Sarah ] TWO MORE? WHAT'S

 LOGAN DOING TO THEM IN THERE?

-[ Man ] GET IN HERE.



  

                   

HE'S BEEN AWAKE

FOR    HOURS. CAN'T YOU

GET ANYONE ELSE?



  

                   

WHAT "ANYONE ELSE"?

THERE ISN'T ANYONE ELSE.

WE'RE IT.



  

                   

THE TWO OF YOU

CAN'T GO IN THERE ALONE.

IT'S TOO DANGEROUS.



  

                   

CHRIST. I'LL GO!



  

                   

- WHAT'S THE MATTER

  WITH YOUR FRIEND THERE?

- THERE'S NOTHING THE MATTER.



  

                   

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GO.



  

                   

[ Man Talking,

  Indistinct ]



  

                   

[ Man #  ]

YOU GOT IT, STEEL.



   

                   

[ Men Continue Chattering,

  Indistinct ]



   

                   

[ Man Laughing Maniacally ]



   

                   

[ Screeching ]



   

                   

[ Maniacal Laughter Continues ]



   

                   

LET'S KICK IT OUT.

COME ON. STEP FORWARD.



   

                   

[ Mechanical Whirring ]



   

                   

[ Spitting ]



   

                   

[ Wind Whistling ]



   

                   

THIS SHOWS THE   th

AS THE LAST TIME YOU

TOOK ANY OUT.



   

                   

THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT.

OH, YEAH. WE FORGET TO

WRITE 'EM UP SOMETIMES.



   

                   

YOU'VE GOT TO WRITE THEM UP.

IT'S ESSENTIAL.



   

                   

CAN'T YOU GET THAT

THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL?



   

                   

HOW THE HELL ARE WE SUPPOSED

TO KEEP TRACK OF HOW MANY

WE GOT LEFT?



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

[ Whistling ]



   

                   

LET'S GO, YOU DUMB FUCKS!

GET OVER HERE!



   

                   

HEY! HERE WE ARE!



   

                   

[ Low Moaning ]

COME ON!



   

                   

[ Steel ]

COME ON, YOU DUMB FUCKS.

COME ON. COME ON.



   

                   

- [ Steel Knocking ]

- COME ON, YOU FISH BRAINS. WHAT

  THE HELL'S THE MATTER WITH YA?



   

                   

THEY'RE SCARED.

HUH?



   

                   

THEY KNOW WHAT'LL HAPPEN

WHEN FRANKENSTEIN

GETS 'EM.



   

                   

[ Sarah ]

IF YOU'RE RIGHT, RICKLES,

THEN THEY'RE LEARNING.



   

                   

THEY'RE ACTUALLY

LEARNING.

[ Steel ] COME ON!



   

                   

COME AND SEE

WHAT I GOT FOR YOU!

COME ON, YOU DICK FACES!



   

                   

HERE'S A NICE ONE HANGIN'.

COME ON. COME AND GET IT.



   

                   

-COME AND TRY TO BITE IT OFF!

- THAT'S IT. WHIP IT OUT.

  THAT'LL BRING 'EM ON.



   

                   

FUCKIN' "A."

BIGGEST PIECE OF MEAT

IN THE CAVE.



   

                   

I DON'T WANNA

EXCITE THE LADY THOUGH.

NOT WITH HER BOYFRIEND AROUND.



   

                   

YOU'RE INCAPABLE

OF EXCITING ME, STEEL, EXCEPT

AS AN ANTHROPOLOGICAL CURIOSITY.



   

                   

- WHAT THE HELL'S

  THAT MEAN, RICKLES?

- IT MEANS YOU'RE A CAVEMAN.



   

                   

YOU'RE A FUCKIN' THROWBACK.

YOU'VE BEEN SPENDIN'

TOO MUCH TIME UNDERGROUND, HUH?



   

                   

IT'S OKAY, STEEL.

THROWBACKS ALL GOT BIG DICKS.



   

                   

OH!

[ Laughs Hysterically ]



   

                   

ALL RIGHT, YOU DUMB FUCKS!

GET OVER HERE, YOU SCUMBAGS!



   

                   

YOUR OLD PAL STEEL

WANTS TO SEE YA.

[ Growls ]



   

                   

- SHIT.

- I'M COMING UP.



   

                   

YOU'RE NOT STRONG ENOUGH

FOR UP HERE. SEND UP THE POLE.

I'LL WATCH OUT FOR LOVER BOY.



   

                   

DON'T WORRY.

I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH? I'VE

DONE IT DOZENS OF TIMES.



   

                   

I DON'T WANT YOU UP HERE, LADY.

SEND UP THE POLE.

THEY'RE GETTIN' CLOSER.



   

                   

HE'S CLAMPING.

LOOK AT 'IM.

LET GO OF THE POLE.



   

                   

LISTEN TO ME.

LET GO OF THE GODDAMN POLE.



   

                   

- HERE THEY COME! LET'S GO!

-[ Moaning Continues ]



   

                   

DUMB FUCKS.

PUS-BREEDING BAGS OF SHIT.



   

                   

YOU DUMB-FUCKING BAGS OF SHIT,

I'LL KICK YOUR FUCKIN' ASSES.

COME ON!



   

                   

- [ All Growling, Moaning ]

- [ Laughing Mockingly ]



   

                   

COME HERE, SCUMBAG.

[ Continues Laughing ]



   

                   

[ Growling ]



   

                   

[ Steel ]

HOOK HER UP, WILL YA? HOOK HER.

[ Growling ]



   

                   

HEY, NICE HAT,

ASSHOLE.



   

                   

[ Screeching ]



   

                   

COME ON!

GET THE OTHER ONE OUT

OF THERE!



   

                   

[ Zombie Grunting,

  Screeching ]



   

                   

[ Continues Grunting ]



   

                   

-[ Steel Shouting,

   Indistinct ]

- [ Screaming ]



   

                   

STEEL, STEEL, STEEL,

COVER! COVER!



   

                   

-[ Steel ]

 I GOT IT.

- GEEZ.



   

                   

THAT'S IT. THAT'S IT.

THAT'S IT. I GOT IT.

I GOT IT. COME ON.



   

                   

COME ON. COME HERE.

 COME HERE.

[ Zombie Continues Growling ]



   

                   

YOU ALMOST KILLED RICKLES.

YEAH. YOU ALMOST KILLED RICKLES.



   

                   

- [ Screaming ]

-LET 'IM GO, STEEL.



   

                   

- HE SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN

  UP THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE.

- [ Yelling, Indistinct ]



   

                   

STEEL, STOP IT!

[ Continues Roaring ]



   

                   

YOU DIRTY SON OF A BITCH!

LET HIM GO!

 LET HIM GO,



   

                   

GODDAMN IT,

OR I'LL CUT YOU IN HALF.



   

                   

[ Growling ]



   

                   

[ Growling ]

[ All Yelling, Indistinct ]



   

                   

SHUT UP, YOU DUMB FUCKS.

I HOPE THEY CHOP YOU UP

FOR DOG MEAT.



   

                   

COME ON, RICKLES.

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.



   

                   

I HOPE YOU FUCKIN' ROT!

FUCK YOU!



   

                   

[ Groaning,

  Whimpering ]



   

                   

I AM NOT GONNA LET YOU

DOPE ME UP.



   

                   

YOU NEED A SEDATIVE.

YOU'RE BEHAVING

DANGEROUSLY.



   

                   

- I'M JUST TRYING

  TO HELP YOU, MIGUEL.

- WELL, I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP.



   

                   

YOU MADE ME LOOK

LIKE AN ASSHOLE

OUT THERE.



   

                   

YOU MADE ME FEEL

LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT.



   

                   

YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME

WITH THAT, SARAH.



   

                   

- YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME.

- [ Gasping ]



   

                   

OHH.

[ Crying ]



   

                   

[ Shrieks ]



   

                   

[ Gasping ]



   

                   

YOU BITCH.



   

                   

[ Groans, Sobs ]



   

                   

WE'VE GOT TO HAVE

STERILE CONDITIONS.

HALF THE WORK WE DO...



   

                   

GOES DOWN THE TOILET

DUE TO CONTAMINATION.



   

                   

YOU'LL WORK WITH

WHAT YOU GOT, FISHER.

BUT IT'S MADNESS!



   

                   

- CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND--

- I UNDERSTAND THIS:

  YOU AND YOUR PLAYMATES,



   

                   

YOU'RE RUNNING OUT OF FRIENDS

FAST AROUND HERE.



   

                   

[ Sighs ]

LOOK, MAJOR COOPER

PROMISED THAT--



   

                   

MAJOR COOPER IS DEAD.



   

                   

I'M IN COMMAND NOW,

AND I'M TELLING YOU...



   

                   

THAT YOU WORK

WITH WHAT YOU GOT.



   

                   

AND YOU'D BETTER

START SHOWING ME SOME RESULTS...



   

                   

OR YOU WON'T HAVE THAT

VERY MUCH LONGER.



   

                   

HOW CAN WE SHOW YOU RESULTS

WHEN WE DON'T HAVE

THE PROPER WORKING CONDITIONS?



   

                   

WE'RE IN

A DESPERATE SITUATION HERE.

WE NEED EACH OTHER.



   

                   

CAN'T WE JUST GET ALONG?

[ Man ] YOU NEED US,

THE WAY I SEE IT, LADY.



   

                   

I'M NOT SURE WE NEED YOU AT ALL.

[ Steel ]

FUCKIN' "A."



   

                   

I'M NOT EVEN SURE

WHAT THE HELL IT IS

YOU'RE DOIN' IN THERE,



   

                   

JUST WHAT THE HELL MY MEN

ARE RISKIN' THEIR ASSES FOR.



   

                   

IF THERE WAS MORE COOPERATION,

YOUR MEN WOULDN'T HAVE TO

RISK THEIR ASSES AS OFTEN.



   

                   

[ Rifle Cocks ]



   

                   

- MIGUEL SALAZAR'S

  IN BAD SHAPE.

- [ Chuckles ] NO SHIT.



   

                   

I WANT HIM PULLED OFF

ACTIVE DUTY FOR A WHILE UNTIL

WE CAN EVALUATE HIS CONDITION.



   

                   

- CAN'T SPARE 'IM.

-HE'S OVER THE EDGE.

 HE'S TURNING INTO JELL-O.



   

                   

-JELL-O?

- THAT'S THE WAY THE SPICKS

  SAY "YELLOW": JELL-O!



   

                   

MIGUEL IS SERIOUSLY

DISTURBED. HE'S CLOSE

TO THE BREAKING POINT,



   

                   

AND THAT'S DANGEROUS

FOR ALL OF US.



   

                   

HE CAN'T HANDLE

ANY MORE STRESS RIGHT NOW.



   

                   

WELL, MAYBE I SHOULD CUT OFF

HIS EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITIES.



   

                   

MAYBE YOU'RE

KEEPIN' HIM TOO BUSY AT NIGHT.



   

                   

WE'RE TALKING

ABOUT A MAN'S LIFE HERE,

YOU SON OF A BITCH,



   

                   

AND THE LIVES OF OTHERS

HE MIGHT PUT IN JEOPARDY.



   

                   

MAYBE I SHOULD

PUT HIM IN QUARANTINE.

HOW 'BOUT IT, STEEL?



   

                   

YOU CALL IT, CAPTAIN.

I'LL BUILD HIM A CAGE.



   

                   

[ Captain ]

YEAH. MIGHT NOT

BE A BAD IDEA--



   

                   

GIVE SOME OF THE REST

OF US A SHOT AT SOME LOVIN'.



   

                   

[ Steel ]

HEY, IT'S GONNA

BE A LONG WINTER.



   

                   

COME ON, TED.

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.



   

                   

[ Captain ]

I'M CALLIN' A MEETING

FOR  :   TONIGHT.



   

                   

I WANT EVERYBODY PRESENT.

EVERYBODY,LADY,



   

                   

INCLUDING DR. FRANKENSTEIN

AND INCLUDING YOUR BOYFRIEND.



   

                   

- I GAVE HIM A SEDATIVE.

  HE WON'T BE AWAKE.

- LOOK HERE, WOMAN.



   

                   

I'M SHORT ON MAN POWER.

I WON'T HAVE YOU GOIN' AROUND...



   

                   

DOPIN' UP ANY OF MY MEN

WITHOUT ORDERS FROM ME.



   

                   

- IS THAT CLEAR?

- YES, SIR!



   

                   

FUCK YOU, SIR!



   

                   

[ Door Slams ]



   

                   

OUT OF THE FRYING PAN,

INTO THE FIRE.



   

                   

I THOUGHT COOPER WAS AN ASSHOLE,

BUT HE WAS A SWEETHEART

NEXT TO RHODES.



   

                   

WE COULD BE IN REAL TROUBLE.

YOU'D BETTER WATCH YOURSELF-- I

MEAN, PHYSICALLY WATCH YOURSELF.



   

                   

I CAN HANDLE IT.

DON'T WORRY. IT'S NOT

GOING TO COME TO THAT.



   

                   

WE'VE JUST GOTTA POUND

SOME LOGIC INTO THEIR HEADS.

IMPOSSIBLE.



   

                   

[ Sighs ]

WHERE'S DR. LOGAN?



   

                   

FRANKENSTEIN?

HE'S IN HIS LABORATORY.

WHERE ELSE?



   

                   

[ Man ] THERE'S A LOSS

OF INITIATIVE, CAUTION, MANY OF

THE HUMAN COGNITIVE FUNCTIONS.



   

                   

APPARENTLY THE RESULT

OF DECAY IN THE FRONTAL,

PARIETAL,



   

                   

TEMPORAL

AND OCCIPITAL LOBES.



   

                   

ON REVIVAL,

THE RATE OF DECOMPOSITION

SLOWS SUBSTANTIALLY.



   

                   

[ Switch Clicks ]

INDICATIONS ARE

THAT THESE BEINGS...



   

                   

COULD FUNCTION

OVER A PERIOD OF YEARS--



   

                   

IN CASES OF EARLY REVIVAL,

   TO    YEARS BEFORE DECAY

WOULD THREATEN MOBILITY.



   

                   

- [ Screams ]

-[ Growls ]



   

                   

[ Moaning ]



   

                   

THE BRAIN IS THE ENGINE, SARAH,

 THE MOTOR THAT DRIVES THEM.



   

                   

THEY DON'T NEED ANY BLOOD FLOW,

DON'T NEED ANY

OF THEIR INTERNAL ORGANS.



   

                   

NOW, I'VE SEVERED ALL

THE VITAL ORGANS IN THIS ONE.



   

                   

THERE'S NOTHING LEFT

OF THE CORPSE BUT BRAIN AND

LIMBS, AND STILL IT FUNCTIONS.



   

                   

OH, LOOK, SARAH. LOOK.

[ Grunting ]



   

                   

SEE, IT WANTS ME.

IT WANTS FOOD,

BUT IT HAS NO STOMACH.



   

                   

IT CAN TAKE NO NOURISHMENT

FROM WHAT IT INGESTS.



   

                   

IT'S WORKING ON INSTINCT,

A DEEP, DARK,

PRIMORDIAL INSTINCT.



   

                   

DECOMPOSITION OCCURS

FIRST IN THE FRONTAL LOBES,

THE NEOCORTEX,



   

                   

AND NEXT

IN THE LIMBIC SYSTEM,

THE MIDDLE BRAIN.



   

                   

BUT THE CORE-- THE CORE

IS THE LAST THING TO BE

ATTACKED BY THE DECAY.



   

                   

IT'S THE "R" COMPLEX, SARAH--

THAT CENTRAL BIT OF

PREHISTORIC JELLY...



   

                   

THAT WE INHERITED

FROM THE REPTILES.



   

                   

HERE. I'VE GONE INTO THE CENTER

HERE AND ATTACKED THE

"R" COMPLEX DISCRETELY.



   

                   

I'VE REMOVED IT

FROM THE EQUATION--

THIS CORPSE.



   

                   

I BELIEVE THIS CREATURE WOULD BE

BENIGN EVEN IF IT HAD ITS

EYESIGHT AND ITS OTHER SENSES.



   

                   

ITS PRIMITIVE INSTINCTS

HAVE BEEN ERASED.



   

                   

[ Machine Whirring ]



   

                   

IT STILL HAS MOTOR FUNCTION,

PROBABLY STILL HAS POWERS

OF DELIBERATION.



   

                   

IT CAN BE DOMESTICATED,

SARAH, DON'T YOU SEE?



   

                   

IT CAN BE CONDITIONED

TO BEHAVE THE WAY

WE WANT IT TO BEHAVE.



   

                   

AND ALL THAT'S REQUIRED

IS    HOURS OF FANCY SURGERY...



   

                   

THAT ONLY A HANDFUL OF PEOPLE

ARE TRAINED TO DO.



   

                   

WE WERE GOING TO STOP WORK ON

THE NEUROPHYSICAL, CONCENTRATE

ON SOMETHING MORE PRACTICAL.



   

                   

THESE FINDS ARE CENTRAL TO

THE CONDITION. I WILL

NOT STOP WORK...



   

                   

THAT MIGHT LEAD TO AN ANSWER,

LET ALONE IN AN AREA THAT IS

CENTRAL TO THE CONDITION.



   

                   

[ Exhales Forcefully ]

BUT YOU'RE JUST PROVING THEORIES

THAT WERE ADVANCED MONTHS AGO.



   

                   

AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN

PROVING THEM CORRECTLY. YOU'RE

MAKING A LOT OF ASSUMPTIONS.



   

                   

YOU'RE WASTING TIME TRYING

TO DEFINE WHAT'S HAPPENING...



   

                   

INSTEAD OF LOOKING

FOR WHAT'S MAKING IT HAPPEN.



   

                   

AND JUST SLICING UP

TOO MANY SPECIMENS.

IT'S EXTREMELY DANGEROUS...



   

                   

TO GO UP ON TOP

AND ROUND THEM UP IN THE WILD.



   

                   

WELL, WE CAN'T CONTROL THEM.

WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS ONE?



   

                   

[ Doctor ] IT WAS TOO UNRULY.

I COULDN'T HANDLE IT.

I HAD TO DESTROY IT.



   

                   

- WE CAN STILL

  GET INFORMATION FROM IT.

- DR. LOGAN,



   

                   

WE ARE LOSING

THE COOPERATION OF THE MEN.



   

                   

I'M NOT EVEN SURE THEY'LL

GO UP TOP WHEN WE RUN OUT

OF THE SPECIMENS WE HAVE.



   

                   

I'M NOT SURE THEY WON'T

JUST TRY TO SHUT US DOWN

COMPLETELY.



   

                   

WELL, I'LL SHOW THEM RESULTS.

I'LL SHOW THEM RESULTS.



   

                   

I'LL SHOW THEM THAT THESE

CREATURES CAN BE DOMESTICATED

EVEN WITHOUT THE SURGERY.



   

                   

KNOWING WHAT THEY ARE, WE CAN

BEGIN TO APPROACH THEM PROPERLY,



   

                   

CONDITION THEM,

CONTROL THEM.



   

                   

WE'VE GOT TO DO THIS, SARAH.

IT'S OUR ONLY HOPE.



   

                   

YES, THIS IS MAJOR COOPER.



   

                   

I NEEDED HIM, SARAH.

HE'S HELPING US MORE NOW THAN

HE EVER DID WHEN HE WAS ALIVE.



   

                   

- BUT I SAW THE GRAVE.

- THEY BURIED ONE

  OF THE SPECIMENS.



   

                   

JESUS. GOD, LOGAN.



   

                   

DO YOU KNOW WHAT

THEY'LL DO TO YOU

IF THEY FIND OUT ABOUT THIS?



   

                   

- DO YOU KNOW WHAT THEY'LL DO

  TO ALL OF US?

- THEY'LL NEVER FIND OUT.



   

                   

HE CAN'T BE RECOGNIZED.



   

                   

[ Moaning ]



   

                   

[ Gasping ]



   

                   

[ Moaning ]



   

                   

NOT A PEEP. LONG-RANGE OR SHORT,

HIGH-BAND OR LOW, I CAN'T

RAISE ANYBODY.



   

                   

[ Man ] HOW CAN THAT BE,

McDERMOTT? THERE MUST BE

OTHER GROUPS LIKE US.



   

                   

SOMEBODY ELSE MUST BE TRYIN'

TO RADIO.

YEAH. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?



   

                   

MAYBE WE ARE THE ONLY ONES LEFT.

I'M SURE THERE'S OTHERS.



   

                   

THIS IS NOT THE BEST PLACE

TO BE SENDING FROM, AND A LOT

OF THE EQUIPMENT I'M USING...



   

                   

HAS BEEN ROTTING DOWN HERE

SINCE THE SECOND WORLD WAR.



   

                   

WELL, IT'S UP TO YOU

TO GET IT WORKIN' RIGHT.



   

                   

LAY OFF THE FUCKIN' BOOZE

FOR A WHILE, WHY DON'T YA?



   

                   

AND GET SOMEBODY

ON THAT FUCKIN' HORN, PRONTO.



   

                   

WELL, IF WE STAY DOWN HERE

LONG ENOUGH, I'LL HAVE TO LAY

OFF THE FUCKIN' BOOZE, STEEL,



   

                   

'CAUSE THERE WON'T FUCKIN'

BE ANY OF IT FUCKIN' LEFT.



   

                   

IN THE MEANWHILE, I WILL

CONTINUE TO INDULGE MYSELF, AND

I WILL CONTINUE DOING MY BEST...



   

                   

IN THE GOOD FIGHT

AGAINST DRY ROT AND RUST.



   

                   

YEAH? WELL, YOUR BEST

AIN'T GOOD ENOUGH, ASSHOLE.



   

                   

YOU THINK I'M NOT AWARE

OF OUR SITUATION? YOU THINK I

WANT TO STAY ISOLATED DOWN HERE?



   

                   

YOU KNOW, I'D MAKE A DESPERATE

EFFORT TO RAISE SOMEBODY...



   

                   

JUST IN THE HOPE OF GETTIN' AWAY

FROM YOUR NASTY MOUTH, STEEL.



   

                   

THE FACT IS--



   

                   

THE FACT IS...



   

                   

EITHER WE ARE

THE ONLY ONES LEFT...



   

                   

OR THERE'S NOBODY WITHIN RANGE

OF MY PUNY LITTLE

SECOND WORLD WAR SIGNALS.



   

                   

WE USED TO TALK TO WASHINGTON

ALL THE TIME. THEY COULD

HEAR US THEN.



   

                   

WE WERE ON RELAYS THEN.

 WE WEREN'T OVER THE AIR.



   

                   

YOU KNOW, THE POWER'S OFF

ON THE MAINLAND NOW, IN CASE

YOU HAVEN'T HEARD.



   

                   

ALL THE SHOPPING MALLS

ARE CLOSED.

WE DON'T APPRECIATE YOUR JOKES.



   

                   

KEEP IT UP, AND I'LL SHOVE

THAT BOTTLE OF YOURS RIGHT

UP YOUR WISE ASS.



   

                   

I'VE GOT BETTER THINGS

TO DO THAN LISTEN TO THIS

KINDERGARTEN. ARE WE FINISHED?



   

                   

NO, WE AIN'T

FINISHED HERE, LADY. SIT DOWN.



   

                   

WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?

WE'VE GIVEN YOU THE REPORTS

FOR THIS WEEK.



   

                   

WE'VE GIVEN YOU EVERYTHING

YOU'VE ASKED FOR.

YOU'VE GIVEN US GREEK SALAD.



   

                   

FORMULAS, EQUATIONS,

A LOT OF FANCY TERMS

THAT DON'T MEAN A THING.



   

                   

I WANNA KNOW IF YOU'RE DOIN'

SOMETHING THAT'S GONNA HELP US

OUT OF THIS DEEP SHIT WE'RE IN,



   

                   

OR IF YOU'RE ALL IN THERE

JUST JERKIN' EACH OTHER OFF.



   

                   

SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO JERK OFF

LIKE THE REST OF US, CAPTAIN.

SHE GOT AN HONEST-TO-GOD DICK...



   

                   

TO GET OFF ON, HUH?

[ Laughs Mockingly ]



   

                   

IT MAY BE YELLOW,

BUT IT'S STILL A DICK!



   

                   

[ Yells, Laughs ]

[ Others Laugh ]



   

                   

I SAID WE AIN'T

FINISHED HERE, LADY.



   

                   

SIT DOWN.



   

                   

SIT DOWN, OR SO HELP ME,

GOD, I'LL HAVE YOU SHOT.



   

                   

- YOU'LL WHAT?

- I SAID,



   

                   

"I'LL HAVE YOU SHOT."



   

                   

HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?

NO, MA'AM.



   

                   

HAVE YOU? I JUST TOLD YOU I WAS

WILLING TO KILL YOU IF YOU

DIDN'T GET BACK IN YOUR CHAIR.



   

                   

YOU DIDN'T GET BACK

IN YOUR CHAIR.



   

                   

GODDAMN IT!

YOU CAN'T SHOVE US AROUND

LIKE THIS.



   

                   

SINCE WHEN DID THIS

BECOME A MILITARY OPERATION?



   

                   

SINCE I TOOK OVER.

STEEL, SHOOT THAT WOMAN.



   

                   

BANG! YOU'RE DEAD.



   

                   

SHOOT THAT WOMAN

OR YOU'RE DEAD.



   

                   

YOU THINK

I'M FUCKIN' AROUND, STEEL?



   

                   

YOU'RE WRONG.



   

                   

NOW, YOU GOT TILL A COUNT

OF FIVE, AND THAT'S TWO

YOU WASTED.



   

                   

- [ Spits ]

- THAT'S THREE.



   

                   

- FOUR.

- SIT DOWN, SARAH.



   

                   

WHAT IS THIS?

SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN.



   

                   

THAT'S FIVE, STEEL.

[ Gun Cocks ]

ALL RIGHT.



   

                   

ALL RIGHT.



   

                   

- [ Gun Cocks ]

- NO!



   

                   

ANYBODY ELSE HAVE ANY QUESTIONS

ABOUT THE WAY THINGS ARE GONNA

RUN AROUND HERE FROM NOW ON?



   

                   

THIS AIN'T

A GODDAMN FIELD TRIP, PEOPLE.



   

                   

THIS IS A FUCKIN' WAR!



   

                   

I'M NOT DOWN IN THIS CAVE

FOR MY HEALTH. I'M DOWN HERE

ON ORDERS.



   

                   

YOUR ORDERS ARE TO FACILITATE

THE JOB OF THIS SCIENTIFIC TEAM.



   

                   

THIS IS A CIVILIAN TEAM,

AND WE DON'T HAVE TO BE

SUBJECTED TO YOUR TYRANNY.



   

                   

WHO'S BEING SUBJECTED

TO WHAT, FISHER?



   

                   

YOU'VE LOST ONE MAN.

[ Men ]

YEAH. RIGHT.



   

                   

WE'VE LOST FIVE.

[ Men Murmuring Agreement ]



   

                   

WHERE DOES IT SAY WE GOTTA

KEEP THOSE DUMB FUCKS NEXT DOOR

TO WHERE WE SLEEP?



   

                   

WHERE DOES IT SAY WE SHOULD

DO ANY ONE THING BUT SHOOT

THE MOTHERS IN THE HEAD?



   

                   

[ Logan ]

WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH AMMUNITION

TO SHOOT THEM ALL IN THE HEAD.



   

                   

THE TIME TO HAVE DONE THAT

WOULD'VE BEEN AT THE BEGINNING.



   

                   

NO. WE LET THEM OVERRUN US.

THEY HAVE OVERRUN US, YOU KNOW.



   

                   

WE'RE IN THE MINORITY NOW.



   

                   

SOMETHING LIKE       

TO ONE, BY MY CALCULATIONS.



   

                   

I HAVEN'T EATEN.

IS THERE FOOD?



   

                   

YOU WERE SUPPOSED

TO BE HERE AT  :   SHARP,

MISTER.



   

                   

I KNOW. SARAH TOLD ME.

I'M SORRY. I COULDN'T

BREAK AWAY. IS THERE FOOD?



   

                   

LISTEN, EGGHEAD, LET ME

BRING YOU UP TO DATE ON WHAT'S--

EXCUSE ME.



   

                   

LET ME--

EXCUSE ME!



   

                   

- IS THERE FOOD?

- I'M RUNNIN' THIS MONKEY FARM

  NOW, FRANKENSTEIN,



   

                   

AND I WANNA KNOW WHAT THE FUCK

YOU'RE DOIN' WITH MY TIME!



   

                   

'CAUSE IF WE'RE JUST

JERKIN' OFF HERE,



   

                   

I'M GONNA HAVE MY MEN

BLOW THE PISS...



   

                   

OUT OF THOSE PRECIOUS SPECIMENS

OF YOURS,

[ Men Murmuring Agreement ]



   

                   

AND WE'RE GONNA GET THE HELL OUT

OF HERE AND LEAVE YOU AND YOUR

HIGHFALUTIN ASSHOLE FRIENDS...



   

                   

TO ROT

IN THIS STINKIN' SEWER!



   

                   

IS THAT FOOD ENOUGH FOR YA?



   

                   

WHERE WILL YOU GO, CAPTAIN?

YOU CAN DESTROY MY SPECIMENS,



   

                   

BUT WHAT ABOUT THE MILLIONS MORE

THAT ARE WAITING TO GREET YOU

OUTSIDE?



   

                   

DO YOU REALLY THINK

YOU CAN "BLOW THE PISS"

OUT OF THEM?



   

                   

ALL OF THEM? THEY HAVE YOU

IN A HOPELESS SITUATION,

STRATEGICALLY.



   

                   

YOU'RE LOST. WELL,

 YOU'RE LOST UNLESS--



   

                   

UNLESS WHAT?

UNLESS WHAT,

FRANKENSTEIN?



   

                   

- UNLESS YOU CAN

  MAKE THEM BEHAVE.

-[ Men Scoffing ]



   

                   

THIS IS A FUCKIN' LOONY BIN!

I AIN'T BEIN' PAID ENOUGH TO

WORK IN A FUCKIN' LOONY BIN!



   

                   

- I AIN'T BEIN' PAID AT ALL!

- PAID? WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY

  PAYIN' HIM FOR?



   

                   

[ Captain ]

ALL RIGHT. SHUT UP!

JUST SHUT UP!



   

                   

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU

TALKIN' ABOUT, FRANKENSTEIN?



   

                   

I'LL BE ABLE TO

SHOW YOU SOON ENOUGH.

SARAH KNOWS.



   

                   

SHE'S SEEN THE PROGRESS

I'VE BEEN MAKING.

ISN'T THAT RIGHT, SARAH?



   

                   

YES. THERE'S BEEN SOME PROGRESS.



   

                   

WHAT KIND OF PROGRESS?



   

                   

WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT,

"MAKE THEM BEHAVE"?

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?



   

                   

IT MEANS KEEPING THEM

FROM WANTING TO EAT US,

FOR ONE THING.



   

                   

IT MEANS

KEEPING THEM IN CHECK,

CONTROLLING THEM.



   

                   

- CONTROLLING THEM.

- WHEN ARE YOU GONNA SHOW US

  SOMETHING WE CAN UNDERSTAND?



   

                   

VERY CLOSE. VERY CLOSE.

I THINK IN A MATTER OF WEEKS--



   

                   

I DON'T THINK THERE'S ANY WAY

YOU CAN TELL HOW LONG ANYTHING

IS GOING TO TAKE.



   

                   

IT COULD BE MONTHS;

IT COULD BE YEARS BEFORE WE KNOW

EXACTLY WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH.



   

                   

[ Men Murmuring ]

SARAH'S RESEARCH--



   

                   

[ Louder ] SARAH'S RESEARCH

IS MORE ESOTERIC THAN MINE.

[ Murmuring Stops ]



   

                   

SHE'S LOOKING FOR A WAY

TO REVERSE THE PROCESS,

A WAY TO ERADICATE THE PROBLEM.



   

                   

THAT COULD TAKE A LONG TIME,

A VERY LONG TIME.



   

                   

SHE MAY NEVER FIND

WHAT SHE'S LOOKING FOR.



   

                   

WE HAVE A LIMITED SUPPLY

OF CHEMICAL AGENTS.



   

                   

OUR EQUIPMENT

IS HOPELESSLY INADEQUATE.



   

                   

McDERMOTT DOESN'T

HAVE DECENT RADIO GEAR.



   

                   

NOW YOU'RE TELLIN' ME

THAT YOU DON'T

HAVE THE SHIT YOU NEED?



   

                   

WE'RE RUNNIN' LOW ON AMMUNITION.

WE'RE RUNNIN' LOW ON MEN,

FOR CHRISSAKES!



   

                   

IT WAS VERY RUSHED.

THIS OPERATION WAS PUT TOGETHER

IN A MATTER OF DAYS.



   

                   

YEAH, WELL, IT CAN ALL

BE TAKEN APART IN A MATTER

OF MINUTES, LADY,



   

                   

AND I'M HERE TO TELL YOU

THAT I'M READY TO

DO THAT LITTLE THING.



   

                   

I'M READY TO

TAKE THE NEXT TRAIN OUTTA HERE!



   

                   

[ Logan ]

I ASK YOU AGAIN, CAPTAIN:

WHERE WILL YOU GO?



   

                   

YOU HAVE NO CHOICES.

YOU'LL HAVE TO GIVE US THE WEEKS

THAT WE'VE ASKED FOR.



   

                   

YOU HAVE TO GIVE US

HOWEVER LONG IT TAKES.

LOOK.



   

                   

THERE HAVE TO BE SURVIVORS

IN WASHINGTON.

[ Man ] MY ASS.



   

                   

THEY HAVE MORE SOPHISTICATED

SHELTERS THAN THIS ONE.

[ Man ] BULLSHIT.



   

                   

THERE HAVE TO BE PEOPLE

IN THOSE SHELTERS WHO KNOW

ABOUT US, WHO KNOW WHERE WE ARE.



   

                   

WITH NO RADIO CONTACT,

THEY'LL COME LOOKING FOR US.



   

                   

-[ Men Murmuring ]

- I SAID SHUT UP!



   

                   

YOU GOT

A LITTLE MORE TIME.



   

                   

A LITTLE MORE.

I AIN'T SAYIN' HOW MUCH.



   

                   

BUT YOU'D BETTER START

SHOWIN' ME SOME RESULTS, AND

YOU'D BETTER NOT PISS ME OFF.



   

                   

YOU UNDERSTAND?

NOTHIN' HAPPENS AROUND HERE

WITHOUT MY KNOWIN' ABOUT IT!



   

                   

AND ANYBODY FUCKS

WITH MY COMMAND,



   

                   

THEY GET COURT-MARTIALED,

 THEY GET EXECUTED.



   

                   

YOU'D BETTER KNOW

I MEAN IT, TOO, PEOPLE.



   

                   

[ Men Murmuring ]

HE WOULDN'T HAVE DONE IT.

I CAN'T BELIEVE HE WOULD'VE.



   

                   

NO, HE WOULDN'T

HAVE DONE IT.



   

                   

- HE WOULD'VE HAD STEEL DO IT.

- HE CAN'T BE THAT INHUMAN.



   

                   

NO. HE'S HUMAN.

THAT'S WHAT SCARES ME,

YOU KNOW.



   

                   

HE WON'T SHOOT BILLY 'CAUSE

HE DOESN'T HAVE ANYBODY ELSE

WHO KNOWS ELECTRONICS.



   

                   

HE WON'T SHOOT ME,

'CAUSE I'M HIS RIDE.



   

                   

HE PROBABLY WON'T

SHOOT OLD FRANKENSTEIN, 'CAUSE

THE OLD DOC CAN TALK HIM SILLY.



   

                   

BUT THE REST OF YOU...



   

                   

BETTER START WORRYING,

YOU KNOW.



   

                   

MAYBE IF WE TRIED

WORKING TOGETHER, WE COULD

EASE SOME OF THE TENSIONS.



   

                   

- WE'RE ALL PULLING

  IN DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS.

- THAT'S THE TROUBLE, SARAH.



   

                   

PEOPLE GOT DIFFERENT IDEAS

CONCERNING WHAT THEY WANT

OUT OF LIFE.



   

                   

[ Gasps ]



   

                   

YOU ARE AFRAID,

AREN'T YOU?



   

                   

JUST AS AFRAID AS I AM.



   

                   

WHY DON'T YOU TAKE A SEDATIVE,

SARAH, SO YOU CAN SLEEP?



   

                   

YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT,

SARAH, YOU KNOW THAT?

YOU'RE REALLY FULL OF SHIT.



   

                   

I'M THROUGH WITH YOU.



   

                   

FINE THEN. GET OUT.



   

                   

JUST GET OUT!



   

                   

[ Clattering ]

[ Growling ]



   

                   

[ Growling Continues ]



   

                   

[ Clattering ]



   

                   

- HEY, GUYS!

  COME ON, MAN!

-[ Sarah ] FOR GOODNESS SAKE!



   

                   

[ Men Grunting, Muttering ]



   

                   

I'M ALL RIGHT.

THANKS, BILL.



   

                   

I'M ALL RIGHT.

HERE.



   

                   

I'VE JUST FILLED IT UP.

GOT A REFILL AS WELL.



   

                   

NO, THANKS.

I'M ALL RIGHT. REALLY.



   

                   

IT'S JUST BRANDY.

GOOD FOR THE HEART.



   

                   

IT'S SHIT FOR YOUR HEART,

AND IT EATS UP YOUR LIVER.



   

                   

[ Coughs ]



   

                   

WE DON'T GET A LOT

OF VISITORS OUT HERE,

AND WE LIKE IT THAT WAY.



   

                   

HERE IT IS: THE RITZ.



   

                   

MADAM.



   

                   

JOHN'S PROBABLY

OUT THE BACK.



   

                   

HEY! WELL,

WHAT DO YOU KNOW.



   

                   

WELCOME

TO CIVILIZATION, SARAH.



   

                   

THE LAST HOLDOUT.

IT'S PRETTY NICE.



   

                   

NICER THAN WE GOT INSIDE.



   

                   

- NOT A BAD IDEA.

- IT'S A LITTLE SAFER

  WHERE YOU ARE.



   

                   

BUT WE LIKE

TO LIVE DANGEROUSLY,

BILLY BOY AND ME, YOU KNOW.



   

                   

THAT'S A LAUGH. I HAVEN'T

SEEN YOU DO ANYTHING DANGEROUS

SINCE WE GOT HERE.



   

                   

WE STICKIN' AROUND.

THAT'S GETTIN' A BIT DANGEROUS,



   

                   

AS I HOPE YOU NOTICED

THIS EVENING.



   

                   

YOU'RE A MYSTERY TO ME.



   

                   

YOU REALLY ARE.



   

                   

NOT LIKE

THOSE OTHER GOONS IN THERE.



   

                   

YOU HAVE A SENSE OF--

[ Scoffs ]



   

                   

OF WHAT?

[ Chuckles ]

NEVER MIND.



   

                   

NO, NO, NO.

COME ON. LET'S

TALK ABOUT IT.



   

                   

I CAME DOWN HERE

TO GET DRUNK.

I DON'T HAVE THE ENERGY.



   

                   

HEY, HEY. IT TAKES MORE ENERGY

TO KEEP QUIET THAN IT DOES

TO SPEAK THE MIND.



   

                   

GO AHEAD.

LET GO OF WHAT

YOU GOT, NOW.



   

                   

YOU WERE SENT DOWN HERE

TO DO A JOB.



   

                   

MY JOB IS TO FLY THE WHIRLYBIRD.

I'VE BEEN DOIN' THAT JOB

JUST FINE.



   

                   

YOU HAVE THE PROTECTION

OF THIS FACILITY. YOU EAT

OUR FOOD. YOU DRINK OUR WATER.



   

                   

AND YOU DON'T

LIFT A FINGER TO HELP.

NEITHER ONE OF YOU.



   

                   

[ John Laughing ]



   

                   

WE DON'T BELIEVE

IN WHAT YOU'RE DOIN' HERE,

SARAH.



   

                   

HEY, YOU KNOW WHAT ALL

THEY KEEP DOWN HERE

IN THIS CAVE?



   

                   

MAN, THEY GOT THE BOOKS

AND THE RECORDS OF

THE TOP     COMPANIES.



   

                   

THEY GOT THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT

BUDGET DOWN HERE.



   

                   

AND THEY GOT THE NEGATIVE

FOR ALL YOUR FAVORITE MOVIES.



   

                   

THEY GOT MICROFILM

WITH TAX RETURN

AND NEWSPAPER STORIES.



   

                   

THEY GOT IMMIGRATION RECORDS,

CENSUS REPORTS,



   

                   

AND THEY GOT OFFICIAL ACCOUNTS

OF ALL THE WARS

AND PLANE CRASHES...



   

                   

AND VOLCANO ERUPTIONS

AND EARTHQUAKES AND FIRES

AND FLOODS--



   

                   

AND ALL THE OTHER DISASTERS

THAT INTERRUPTED THE FLOW

OF THINGS...



   

                   

IN THE GOOD OLD U.S. OF A.



   

                   

NOW, WHAT DOES IT MATTER,

SARAH DARLING?



   

                   

ALL THIS FILING

AND RECORD KEEPING?



   

                   

WE EVER GONNA GIVE A SHIT?

WE EVEN GONNA GET A CHANCE

TO SEE IT ALL?



   

                   

THIS IS A GREAT BIG

  -MILE TOMBSTONE!



   

                   

[ Voice Echoing ]

TOMBSTONE!

[ Distant Moaning ]



   

                   

WITH AN EPITAPH ON IT

THAT NOBODY GONNA BOTHER

TO READ.



   

                   

NOW, HERE YOU COME--

HERE YOU COME WITH

A WHOLE NEW SET OF CHARTS...



   

                   

AND GRAPHS AND RECORDS.



   

                   

WHAT YOU GONNA DO?

BURY THEM DOWN HERE

WITH ALL THE OTHER RELICS...



   

                   

OF WHAT ONCE WAS?



   

                   

LET ME TELL YOU WHAT ELSE.

YEAH, I'M GONNA TELL YOU

WHAT ELSE.



   

                   

YOU AIN'T NEVER GONNA

FIGURE IT OUT, JUST LIKE THEY

NEVER FIGURED OUT...



   

                   

WHY THE STARS

ARE WHERE THEY'RE AT.



   

                   

IT AIN'T MANKIND'S JOB

TO FIGURE THAT STUFF OUT.



   

                   

SO WHAT YOU'RE DOIN'

IS A WASTE OF TIME, SARAH.



   

                   

AND TIME IS ALL

WE GOT LEFT, YOU KNOW.



   

                   

WHAT I'M DOING...

IS ALL THERE'S LEFT TO DO.



   

                   

SHAME ON YOU.

THERE'S PLENTY TO DO.



   

                   

PLENTY TO DO. SO LONG AS

THERE'S YOU AND ME AND MAYBE

SOME OTHER PEOPLE,



   

                   

WE COULD START OVER,

START FRESH,

GET SOME BABIES.



   

                   

AND TEACH 'EM, SARAH,

TEACH 'EM NEVER TO COME

OVER HERE...



   

                   

- AND DIG THESE RECORDS OUT.

-[ Distant Moaning ]



   

                   

HEY.



   

                   

YOU WANT TO PUT SOME KIND

OF EXPLANATION...



   

                   

DOWN HERE

BEFORE YOU LEAVE?



   

                   

HERE'S ONE AS GOOD

AS ANY YOU'RE LIKELY

TO FIND.



   

                   

WE'RE BEING PUNISHED

BY THE CREATOR.



   

                   

HE VISITED A CURSE

ON US...



   

                   

SO WE MAN COULD LOOK AT...



   

                   

WHAT HELL WAS LIKE.



   

                   

MAYBE DIDN'T WANT TO SEE US

BLOW OURSELVES UP...



   

                   

AND PUT A BIG HOLE

IN HIS SKY.



   

                   

MAYBE HE JUST WANTED

TO SHOW US HE WAS STILL

THE BOSS MAN.



   

                   

MAYBE HE FIGURE...

WE WAS GETTING TOO BIG

FOR OUR BRITCHES...



   

                   

TRYING TO

FIGURE HIS SHIT OUT.



   

                   

[ Growling ]

[ Fisher ]

YOU SON OF A BITCH!



   

                   

[ Continues Growling ]



   

                   

[ Fisher ]

DAMN IT!



   

                   

IT'S NO GOOD.



   

                   

IT'S NO FUCKIN' GOOD.

WHAT IS THAT STUFF?



   

                   

IT'S SOMETHING

CALLED BEEF TREATS, WHICH

THE ARMY PROVIDES US WITH...



   

                   

SO GENEROUSLY.



   

                   

- HE WON'T TOUCH IT.

- SHIT. I WOULDN'T EITHER.



   

                   

SORRY. WE'RE FRESH OUT

OF FILET MIGNON.



   

                   

-[ Groaning Continues ]

- WHAT IS THIS?

  PART OF LOGAN'S PLAN...



   

                   

TO TRY

AND SOCIALIZE THESE THINGS?



   

                   

HE TOLD ME HIMSELF

THEY DON'T EAT FOR NOURISHMENT.

WHAT ARE WE HOPING FOR HERE?



   

                   

HOPING TO SATISFY THE URGE.

YOU SEE, SARAH, THEY'RE--



   

                   

THEY ARE US.

THEY ARE THE EXTENSIONS

OF US.



   

                   

THEY ARE THE SAME ANIMAL,

SIMPLY FUNCTIONING

LESS PERFECTLY.



   

                   

THEY CAN BE FOOLED, YOU SEE?

THEY CAN BE TRICKED INTO BEING

GOOD LITTLE GIRLS AND BOYS,



   

                   

THE SAME WAY WE WERE TRICKED

INTO IT ON THE PROMISE

OF SOME REWARD TO COME.



   

                   

[ Moaning ]

THEY HAVE TO BE REWARDED.



   

                   

REWARD IS THE KEY.

I'M CONVINCED OF THAT NOW.



   

                   

COME. I'VE GOT SOMETHING

TO SHOW YOU.



   

                   

THAT WASN'T VERY NICE,

YOU KNOW. THAT WASN'T

VERY NICE AT ALL.



   

                   

LET'S GO.



   

                   

AND YOU CAN JUST SIT THERE

IN THE DARK AND THINK

ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE.



   

                   

THINK ABOUT IT.

 THINK.



   

                   

[ Moaning Over P.A.,

  Feedback ]

I CALL HIM BUB.



   

                   

THAT'S WHAT THE CLUB FELLAS

USED TO CALL MY FATHER. CAN YOU

IMAGINE A SURGEON CALLED BUB?



   

                   

NOBODY SEEMED TO MIND,

THOUGH. HE WAS RICH.



   

                   

[ Moaning ]

MY FATHER WAS RICH.



   

                   

HE USED TO SAY

I'D NEVER BE RICH

DOING PURE RESEARCH.



   

                   

I'D NEVER BE RICH.



   

                   

UH, BUB'S BEEN RESPONDING

SO WELL LATELY,

I'VE LET HIM LIVE.



   

                   

WELL, IS HE ALIVE OR DEAD?

WELL, THAT'S THE QUESTION

THESE DAYS, ISN'T IT?



   

                   

WELL, LET'S SAY

THAT I LET HIM

CONTINUE TO EXIST.



   

                   

HELLO, BUB!

[ Both Snickering ]



   

                   

[ Over P.A. ]

HERE ARE SOME TOYS FOR YOU.



   

                   

SOME NICE THINGS

FOR YOU TO PLAY WITH.



   

                   

YOU REMEMBER THEM

FROM BEFORE?

FROM BEFORE.



   

                   

WELL, HE'S SEEN

THE OTHER THINGS BEFORE,

BUT THE BOOK IS NEW.



   

                   

LOOK, LOOK, LOOK.



   

                   

I THOUGHT HE'D DO THAT.

[ Scribbling ]



   

                   

[ Moaning ]



   

                   

- OPEN IT UP.

- [ Gasps ]



   

                   

HE REMEMBERS.

HE REMEMBERS EVERYTHING

THAT HE USED TO.



   

                   

BUB, I'M VERY PLEASED.

VERY PLEASED.



   

                   

WHAT'S HE TRYING

TO PROVE?



   

                   

I SAW ONE OF THOSE THINGS

SITTIN' IN A CAR IN D.C....



   

                   

TRYIN' TO DRIVE

DOWN INDEPENDENCE AVENUE.



   

                   

IT DIDN'T MAKE ME

WANNA BE ITS FRIEND.

NO. IT'S AMAZING.



   

                   

IT'S NOT WHAT THIS ONE DOES,

BUT WHAT HE DOESN'T DO.



   

                   

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

HE DOESN'T GET EXCITED...



   

                   

AND DOESN'T GET AGITATED

WHEN LOGAN WALKS

IN THE ROOM.



   

                   

HE DOESN'T

SEE LOGAN AS--

LUNCH.



   

                   

DINNER.

BREAKFAST.



   

                   

HAVING FUN?

WHAT'S HE DOIN'

IN THERE?



   

                   

[ Logan ]

NO NEED FOR THAT, CAPTAIN.

HE'S QUITE DOCILE.



   

                   

COME IN.

YOU CAN ALL COME IN.



   

                   

BUB WON'T MIND.



   

                   

[ Moans ]



   

                   

EXTRAORDINARY,

ISN'T IT?



   

                   

THAT'S RIGHT, BUB.

SAY HELLO.



   

                   

COME ON, CAPTAIN.

GIVE ME A BREAK,

WILL YA?



   

                   

SAY HELLO

TO YOUR AUNT ALICIA.



   

                   

SAY, "HELLO, AUNT ALICIA."



   

                   

"HELLO, AUNT ALICIA."



   

                   

[ Moaning, Muffled ]

HEL-LO, AUNT ALICIA.

"HELLO."



   

                   

[ Logan ] APPARENTLY,

HE WAS IN THE MILITARY. RETURN

THE SALUTE AND SEE WHAT HE DOES.



   

                   

YOU WANT ME TO

SALUTE THAT PILE

OF WALKING PUS?



   

                   

SALUTE MY ASS.



   

                   

YOUR IGNORANCE IS EXCEEDED

ONLY BY YOUR CHARM,

CAPTAIN.



   

                   

HOW ARE WE GOING TO

SET AN EXAMPLE FOR THEM

IF WE BEHAVE BARBARICALLY?



   

                   

TAKE THE BULLETS OUT,

PLEASE, AND LET ME

HAVE YOUR PISTOL, SARAH.



   

                   

[ Steel Laughing Hysterically ]



   

                   

[ Moaning ]



   

                   

[ Gun Cocks ]



   

                   

IT'S EMPTY, CAPTAIN.

WE SAW THE BULLETS

COME OUT.



   

                   

LET'S SEE WHAT HE DOES.

LET'S SEE WHAT BUB DOES

IN THIS SITUATION.



   

                   

[ Gun Clicks ]



   

                   

[ Moans ]



   

                   

JESUS... CHRIST.



   

                   

WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO?

TEACH 'EM TRICKS?



   

                   

WHAT THE FUCK

IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?

THEY'RE DEAD!



   

                   

THEY'RE FUCKING DEAD,

AND YOU WANNA

TEACH 'EM TRICKS?



   

                   

THEY HAVE TO BE REWARDED,

CAPTAIN. WHY ELSE WILL THEY DO

WHAT WE WANT THEM TO DO?



   

                   

I DON'T WANT 'EM

TO DO ANYTHING BUT DROP OVER!



   

                   

YES, WELL, APPARENTLY

THEY'RE NOT INCLINED

TO DO THAT FOR YOU, CAPTAIN.



   

                   

IS THIS YOUR PROGRESS?



   

                   

IS THIS THE SHIT

THAT'S SUPPOSED

TO KNOCK OUR SOCKS OFF?



   

                   

IT'S THE BEGINNING, YES.

IT'S THE BARE BEGINNING

OF SOCIAL BEHAVIOR.



   

                   

OF CIVILIZED BEHAVIOR.



   

                   

CIVIL BEHAVIOR IS WHAT

DISTINGUISHES US FROM

THE LOWER FORMS.



   

                   

IT'S WHAT ENABLES US

TO COMMUNICATE,



   

                   

TO GO ABOUT THINGS IN AN ORDERLY

FASHION, WITHOUT ATTACKING

EACH OTHER LIKE BEASTS.



   

                   

CIVILITY MUST BE REWARDED,

CAPTAIN.



   

                   

IF IT ISN'T REWARDED,



   

                   

THERE'S NO USE FOR IT.



   

                   

THERE'S JUST NO USE

FOR IT AT ALL.



   

                   

- [ Grunting ]

-[ Zombie Growling ]



   

                   

[ Growling Continues ]



   

                   

- 'POSSUM READY?

- [ Growling ]



   

                   

COME ON. GRAB IT.

 COME ON.



   

                   

YOU GOT IT?



   

                   

HEY. YOU GOT IT?



   

                   

[ Growling Continues ]



   

                   

NO!



   

                   

NO! NO!



   

                   

MILLER! MILLER!



   

                   

- [ Screaming ]

- [ Gunshots ]



   

                   

I CAN'T DO IT.

 I CAN'T DO IT!



   

                   

- [ Screaming ]

  I CAN'T DO IT.

- [ Moaning]



   

                   

[ Yelling ]

[ Growling ]



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

-[ Gunshot ]

- [ Continues Screaming ]



   

                   

[ Groaning ]



   

                   

[ Departing Footsteps ]



   

                   

DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN.



   

                   

DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN TO ME.

I DON'T WANNA BE ONE OF THEM.



   

                   

TAKE ME. PLEASE. TAKE ME.

[ Gasping ]



   

                   

[ Gunshot ]



   

                   

[ Body Thudding ]



   

                   

[ Bats Screeching ]

[ Miguel Yelps ]



   

                   

[ Miguel Yelling, Screaming ]



   

                   

[ Miguel Grunts ]



   

                   

I NEED FIRE.



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

[ Men Talking,

  Indistinct ]



   

                   

JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH!



   

                   

[ Weapon Cocking ]



   

                   

[ Panting ]

GET OUT OF THE WAY, LADY.



   

                   

NO. I AMPUTATED

THE INFECTED AREA.

I THINK I CAUGHT IT IN TIME.



   

                   

YEAH?

BUT WHAT IF YOU DIDN'T?



   

                   

IF I DIDN'T,

I'LL SHOOT HIM MYSELF.



   

                   

IT'S THE SPICK.



   

                   

THE YELLOW SON OF A BITCH.

IT'S HIS FAULT THIS HAPPENED.

IT'S HIS YELLOW FUCKIN' FAULT.



   

                   

GET OUT OF THE WAY, BITCH,

OR I'LL GO RIGHT THROUGH YOU

WITH THIS.



   

                   

WE'RE GETTING TO MAKE THIS

A HABIT, MAN-- POINTING GUNS

AT EACH OTHER, YOU KNOW.



   

                   

WE JUST LOST TWO MEN

'CAUSE OF THIS MOTHERFUCKER.



   

                   

WELL... THAT KINDA EVENS

THE ODDS BETWEEN US THEN.



   

                   

[ Steel ]

THE SPICK'S BEEN BIT, CAPTAIN.

WE GOTTA BLAST HIM.



   

                   

HE'S BEEN BIT!

I GOT THE INFECTION

IN TIME.



   

                   

THAT'S BULLSHIT, LADY.



   

                   

I SEEN A THOUSAND OF 'EM.

HE'S GONNA DIE.



   

                   

IF HE DIES,

I'LL DESTROY HIM MYSELF.



   

                   

UNLESS HE GETS YOU FIRST.



   

                   

YOU MAY STILL WANT TO SLEEP

WITH HIM.



   

                   

I DON'T WANT HIM

INSIDE THE COMPLEX.



   

                   

WE'LL KEEP HIM OUT HERE,

WITH US.



   

                   

WE GOTTA BLAST HIM,

CAPTAIN.



   

                   

THAT'D BE DOIN' 'IM A FAVOR,

STEEL.



   

                   

YOU THINK HE WANTS

TO WALK AROUND AFTER HE'S DEAD?



   

                   

YOU THINK HE WANTS TO BE

ONE OF THOSE THINGS?



   

                   

THINK ABOUT IT, LADY.



   

                   

AND THINK ABOUT THIS,

ALL OF YA--



   

                   

FROM NOW ON,

YOU AIN'T GETTIN' SHIT

FROM ME AND MY MEN.



   

                   

TOMORROW MORNING,

WE'RE GOING INSIDE THAT CORRAL,

AND WE AIN'T COMIN' OUT...



   

                   

TILL EVERY ONE OF THOSE

ROTTEN PILES OF GARBAGE

HAS BEEN WASTED.



   

                   

COME ON, STEEL.



   

                   

[ Shouting ]

GET OUT OF THERE, STEEL!

WE GOT BETTER THINGS TO DO!



   

                   

YOU'RE ON MY SHIT LIST,

FLYBOY.



   

                   

[ Holsters Gun ]



   

                   

THANK YOU.



   

                   

LET'S TAKE HIM INSIDE,

CLEAN HIM UP.



   

                   

THINK YOU CAN MOVE HIM?



   

                   

I-I THINK SO.



   

                   

[ Torch Clatters ]



   

                   

[ Sobbing ]



   

                   

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

 IT'S OKAY.



   

                   

SHH, SHH, SHH.



   

                   

SHH, SHH.



   

                   

- IT'S A MAN'S SWEATER.

  TRY IT ON.

- THANKS.



   

                   

I HAVE TO GO TO THE LAB.



   

                   

HE'S GOING TO NEED

SOME MORPHINE...



   

                   

ALONG WITH

SOME OTHER SUPPLIES.



   

                   

I'D BETTER GO ALONG.

I'M SURE THOSE BOYS HAVEN'T

CALMED THEMSELVES DOWN YET.



   

                   

I'M SORRY I SAID

THOSE THINGS ABOUT YOU.



   

                   

I'M SORRY TOO. REALLY.



   

                   

WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW?



   

                   

WE ARE HEROES AFTER ALL.



   

                   

WHAT A RELIEF.



   

                   

SARAH.



   

                   

HE MIGHT NOT MAKE IT,

YOU KNOW.



   

                   

I KNOW IT.



   

                   

AT LEAST WE GAVE HIM

A CHANCE.



   

                   

I'LL KEEP AN EYE ON HIM.



   

                   

HEY.



   

                   

YOU GUYS BE CAREFUL.

YOU'RE NOT BACK IN HALF AN HOUR,

I'M COMING OUT TO LOOK FOR YOU.



   

                   

THEY'LL LEAVE US ALONE.



   

                   

HALF AN HOUR.



   

                   

WE'LL BE BACK.



   

                   

[ Liquid Bubbling ]



   

                   

JESUS GOD ALMIGHTY.



   

                   

THE RESIDENT SURGEON

HAS BEEN BURNING THE

MIDNIGHT OILS.



   

                   

WHAT THE HELL HAS HE BEEN DOIN'

DOWN HERE, SLAUGHTERING CATTLE?



   

                   

IN HIS MIND, THAT'S PROBABLY

NOT FAR FROM THE TRUTH.



   

                   

[ Clicks, Rewinds ]



   

                   

[ Stops ]



   

                   

[ Man On Tape ]

GRANDFATHER'S TALKING.

HIS MIND'S TALKING.



   

                   

THERE. I'VE PUT IT AWAY.

I'VE PUT IT AWAY, MOTHER.

I'VE PUT IT AWAY.



   

                   

- BASTARD. BE CIVILIZED!

  BE CIVIL.

-[ Man Groaning, Growling ]



   

                   

CHRIST! TAKE THAT OFF.



   

                   

TAKE THAT OFF! TAKE THAT OFF!

[ Groaning,

  Growling Continues ]



   

                   

FIVE MINUTES, MOTHER.

JUST FIVE MINUTES.



   

                   

OH, MY GOD.



   

                   

OH, MY GOD.



   

                   

[ Tape Continues,

  Indistinct ]



   

                   

-[ Crashes ]

- NO, SARAH! DON'T!



   

                   

IT'LL JUST BRING OUT

RHODES AND THE MEN.



   

                   

LEAVE IT BE,

 LEAVE IT BE.



   

                   

LET'S GO.

 LET'S GET OUTTA HERE.



   

                   

I'M BEGINNING TO THINK

WE SHOULD TAKE THAT HELICOPTER

BEFORE SOMEBODY ELSE DOES.



   

                   

[ Door Opens, Shuts ]



   

                   

[ Faint Groaning ]



   

                   

HELLO, BUB.



   

                   

MOTHER IS VERY PROUD

OF YOU.



   

                   

VERY, VERY PROUD INDEED.



   

                   

YOU DID QUITE NICELY TODAY.



   

                   

[ Groaning ]



   

                   

   [ Choir: "Ode To Joy" ]



   

                   

[ Soft Groaning ]



   

                   

- [ Clicks Off ]

- [ Angry Groaning ]



   

                   

   [ Resumes ]



   

                   

I DON'T BELIEVE IT.

LOGAN'S STAR PUPIL.



   

                   

- NOW, TOMORROW, WE CAN PLAY

  WITH THESE THINGS AGAIN.

-[ Clicks Off ]



   

                   

NOW IT'S TIME

FOR YOUR REWARD.



   

                   

I BROUGHT YOU

SOMETHING GOOD.



   

                   

[ Groans ]



   

                   

WHAT IS THAT?



   

                   

IS THAT--



   

                   

IT CAN'T BE.



   

                   

OH, GOD. I CAN'T LOOK.

CAN'T-- [ Gasps ]



   

                   

- [ Soft Groan ]

- GOOD NIGHT, BUB.



   

                   

WHAT ARE YOU GIVIN' HIM

IN THERE, FRANKENSTEIN?

WHAT?



   

                   

- HUUH!

- WHAT IS IT, HUH?



   

                   

WHAT DO YOU GIVE HIM?



   

                   

SCUM!



   

                   

NO, YOU-- YOU MUST LISTEN TO ME,

CAPTAIN. YOU MUST LISTEN.



   

                   

LISTEN TO THIS.



   

                   

HOLD IT, FISHER.



   

                   

TORREZ, GET HIS GUN.



   

                   

TAKE ALL THE GUNS.



   

                   

ALL OF 'EM.

 ALL THEIR FUCKING GUNS!



   

                   

TAKE ALL THEIR GUNS.



   

                   

ALL THEIR GUNS!



   

                   

THOSE ARE MY MEN IN THERE.



   

                   

MY MEN.

[ Shouting ]

THOSE ARE MY MEN IN THERE!



   

                   

[ Rhodes Talking,

  Indistinct ]



   

                   

HOLD IT RIGHT THERE.



   

                   

FRANKENSTEIN'S DEAD.



   

                   

THIS SCUM GETS IT NEXT

UNLESS YOU THROW

YOUR WEAPONS OUT RIGHT NOW.



   

                   

HE MEANS IT, JOHNNY.

HE KILLED LOGAN

IN COLD BLOOD.



   

                   

I KILLED LOGAN

BECAUSE HE WAS A BUTCHER.



   

                   

I'LL KILL THE REST OF THEM ONE

AT A TIME, UNLESS YOU GET YOUR

BLACK ASS OUT HERE, FLYBOY.



   

                   

- LET HIM GO, RHODES.

- TORREZ, GET HIS MACHETE.



   

                   

WE'RE GETTIN' OUTTA HERE

RIGHT NOW.



   

                   

YOU GIVE ME ANY SHIT ABOUT IT,

I BLOW HIS HEAD OFF.



   

                   

WHIRLYBIRD CAN'T

HOLD US ALL.



   

                   

"US ALL" AIN'T GOING.

ME, MY MEN, YOU. THAT'S IT.



   

                   

YOU'LL NEVER GET ME TO DO THAT,

RHODES.



   

                   

NO!

HEY!



   

                   

RICKLES, OPEN THE GATES.

STEEL, SHOVE 'EM IN THERE.



   

                   

[ Indistinct Talking,

  Laughing ]



   

                   

HAVE A NICE VISIT

WITH McDERMOTT, HUH?



   

                   

[ Zombies Growling ]



   

                   

RHODES...

DON'T DO THIS, PLEASE.



   

                   

GONNA GIVE US A RIDE,

FLYBOY?



   

                   

I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU SAY, MAN.

LET HER GO NOW.



   

                   

RHODES. LET 'EM OFF.



   

                   

I'LL TAKE YOU...

WHEREVER YOU WANT TO GO.



   

                   

LIKE YOU SAID,

CHOPPER CAN'T HOLD US ALL.



   

                   

[ John ]

RHODES, DON'T DO IT.



   

                   

YOU DO IT, AND I WON'T FLY.



   

                   

I SWEAR, YOU GOT TO KILL ME

BEFORE I FLY.



   

                   

LET 'EM OUT.

THAT'S THE DEAL.



   

                   

I MAKE THE DEALS AROUND HERE,

NOT YOU.



   

                   

NOW YOU GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER,

WHATEVER YOU NEED.



   

                   

ISN'T THERE

AN OLD SILO BACK THERE?



   

                   

NO. WE CAN'T GO BACK THERE

WITHOUT GUNS.



   

                   

-[ Sarah ] WE CAN'T STAY HERE.

  THEY'LL TEAR US APART.

- OH, JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH.



   

                   

DON'T SHOOT 'IM!



   

                   

WE NEED HIS ASS.



   

                   

STEEL, KICK HIM AROUND

A LITTLE BIT.



   

                   

MIGHT KNOCK SOME SENSE

INTO THAT JUNGLE-BUNNY HEAD.



   

                   

-[ Rickles ] CAPTAIN!

-[ Rhodes ] THAT'S IT.



   

                   

RUN, YOU FUCKIN' LUNATICS.



   

                   

[ Zombies Groaning ]



   

                   

OH!



   

                   

UUH!



   

                   

[ Grunting ]



   

                   

THEY'RE GONE, FLYBOY.

LET'S GO.



   

                   

NOT A CHANCE.



   

                   

[ Whirring, Beeping ]



   

                   

- JESUS CHRIST.

  THAT'S THE ELEVATOR.

- CHECK IT OUT.



   

                   

[ Lips Smacking ]



   

                   

[ Groans ]



   

                   

[ Zombie Groaning ]

AW, JESUS.



   

                   

ROCK SLIDE.

WE CAN'T GET THROUGH.



   

                   

THIS WAY.

WE CAN TRY AND GET AROUND.



   

                   

[ Groaning ]

AAH!



   

                   

[ Shrieking ]



   

                   

- [ Screams ]

-[ Gurgling ]



   

                   

[ Gasps ]

OH, IT'S YOU.

THIS WAY.



   

                   

[ Bat Screeches ]



   

                   

LET'S GO, TORREZ. GET UP.



   

                   

[ Gunshots ]



   

                   

UUH!



   

                   

AW, SHIT!

SOMEBODY TOOK THIS APART.



   

                   

THE ONLY OTHER CONTROL'S

UP ON THE PLATFORM

WITH A HAND BOX.



   

                   

STUCK.



   

                   

- RICKLES, WE CAN'T

  GET OUT OF HERE.

- FIX IT. CAN'T YOU FIX IT?



   

                   

IT'S THAT FUCKIN' SPICK

THAT DID THIS!

FIX IT!



   

                   

COME ON, MAN!

FIX WHAT?



   

                   

FIX THE BOX, MAN!

COME ON! FIX IT!

THEY TORE THE GUTS OUT!



   

                   

I CAN'T FIX IT!

WE GOT THE BOOK HERE!

 WE CAN FIX IT!



   

                   

THE BASTARD.



   

                   

[ Bat Screeches ]



   

                   

SARAH!

[ Echoing ]



   

                   

WILLIE!

[ Echoing ]



   

                   

JOHN!

[ Echoing ]



   

                   

[ Groaning ]



   

                   

[ Gunshot ]



   

                   

[ Distant Gunshots ]



   

                   

[ Zombie Groaning ]



   

                   

UUH!

[ Barks ]



   

                   

LET'S KEEP MOVING.



   

                   

[ Growling ]



   

                   

AHA!



   

                   

[ Grunts ]



   

                   

UUH!



   

                   

[ Groaning ]



   

                   

[ Zombies Groaning ]



   

                   

[ Muffled Scream ]



   

                   

HOLD DOWN. AW, FUCK!



   

                   

WHAT'S GOIN' ON?

THAT SPICK.



   

                   

HE RIPPED THESE CONTROLS OUT,

THE LITTLE YELLOW BASTARD.



   

                   

THE LITTLE SHIT.



   

                   

THE LITTLE FUCKIN' SHIT.



   

                   

YOU TRIED TO MAKE

A RUN FOR IT.



   

                   

[ Whirring, Beeping ]



   

                   

[ Steel ]

HOLY SHIT.



   

                   

HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT.



   

                   

[ Shouting ]

RHODES!



   

                   

RHODES, YOU BASTARD!



   

                   

[ Moans Softly ]



   

                   

[ Wailing ]



   

                   

[ Sniffling ]



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

OH, SHIT!



   

                   

AAH! SHIT!



   

                   

FUCK!



   

                   

HA, HA!



   

                   

[ Whooping ]



   

                   

HOLY SHIT!

[ Cackling ]



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

SHIT!



   

                   

RHODES! GODDAMN, RHODES!



   

                   

OPEN THE DOOR,

YOU SON OF A BITCH!



   

                   

RHODES!



   

                   

SHIT!

[ Gunshot ]



   

                   

[ Nasally Voice ]

COME ON, BUB.



   

                   

COME ON, YOU PUS-BRAINED

BAG OF SHIT.



   

                   

YOU WANNA LEARN

HOW TO SHOOT, BUB?

I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO SHOOT.



   

                   

COME ON, YOU BAG OF--

[ Growling ]



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

- [ Zombies Groaning ]

- OH!



   

                   

[ Sarah ]

LET'S GO. FOLLOW THE RED LIGHTS.



   

                   

- IT'S TEMPORARILY

  OUT OF SERVICE.

- THE LADDER! GO AHEAD. UP, UP.



   

                   

UP!



   

                   

[ Screeching ]



   

                   

[ Growling ]



   

                   

[ Gunshot ]



   

                   

COME ALONG, JOHNNY.



   

                   

WE'RE COUNTIN' ON YA

TO FLY US TO THE PROMISED LAND.



   

                   

COME ON, COME ON.

 COME ON!



   

                   

OH, SHIT!



   

                   

AAH!



   

                   

UUH!



   

                   

YOU FUCK.



   

                   

AAH!



   

                   

[ Groans ]



   

                   

YOU PUS FUCK! YOU FUCK!



   

                   

YOU PUS FUCK!YOU PUS FUCK!



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

YOU F-- AAH!



   

                   

COME ON!



   

                   

COME ON! COME O-O-ON!



   

                   

COME O-O-ON!



   

                   

COME O-O-ON!



   

                   

COME O-O-ON!



   

                   

COME O-O-ON!



   

                   

[ Zombies Gasping

  Delightedly ]



   

                   

[ Screaming ]



   

                   

[ Gasping ]

SALAZAR!



   

                   

SALAZAR!



   

                   

[ Ghostly Moaning ]



   

                   

[ John ] LET'S HOPE

THEY FILLED UP THE GAS TANK

FROM THE OTHER NIGHT.



   

                   

OH, MY GOD.

COME ON, COME ON!



   

                   

[ John ]

GET IN, GET IN!



   

                   

AAH!

[ Screams ]



   

                   

[ Gulls Cawing ]



   

                   

  EYES  



   

                   

  EYES, EYES  



   

                   

  IS IT YOU  



   

                   

  IS IT ME  



   

                   

  HOLDING ON FOR SO LONG  



   

                   

  TRYING DESPERATELY  



   

                   

  IS IT RIGHT  



   

                   

  OH-OH-OH, IS IT FAIR  



   

                   

  WANTING MORE, SO MUCH MORE  



   

                   

  AND IT'S NEVER THERE  



   

                   

  I AM WITH YOU WHEN  



   

                   

  I FEEL LIKE I'M  



   

                   

  ALONE  



   

                   

  IT'S EASY TO PRETEND  



   

                   

  THIS WORLD COULD NEVER END  



   

                   

?

  COME TAKE MY HEART, MY SOUL ?



   

                   

  MY LOVE  



   

                   

  MY LIFE  



   

                   

  TONIGHT  



   

                   

  LOVE ME  



   

                   

  TONIGHT, BABE  



   

                   

?

  TAKE ME TO THE WORLD INSIDE ?



   

                   

  YOUR EYES  



   

                   

  TONIGHT   







  

  

 
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