Day of the Dead: Bloodline Page #3

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is that you saved Lily

and everyone else here.

We're all thankful for it.

Thank you.

I should get back to work.

F***ing rats!

Please make sure

ration cards are stamped--

I was at the game.

I'm telling you,

your pitchers

couldn't throw a fastball

to save their lives.

You need a strong bullpen

to have a good baseball team.

I don't care

what you say.

The Yankees were

the best ever, man.

If it weren't

for the rotters,

hell, we would've

won the last season.

Yeah, keep

telling yourself that.

My rangers

woulda swept your guys.

High rock's finest.

- Please make sure...

- Compliments of the chef.

...ration cards are stamped

by a station officer

before proceeding to line.

What the f*** is

with this line, Jeff?

People got work details.

Sorry, I got off

to a late start this morning.

Steve was supposed to come in

and fix the broken stove,

but he hasn't shown up yet.

Wendy, go talk

to your boyfriend.

Tell him to come up here

and fix this stove immediately.

Yes, sir.

Move it faster.

Stevie?

Where are you, honey?

You're needed in the mess hall.

Sweetie?

Miguel's pissed.

Help!

Help!

Help! Help!

Hey, Lily. Jeremy.

Hi, Zoe.

It's past Lily's bedtime.

She needs rest.

You can come back

tomorrow, okay?

- Bye, Lily.

-Bye.

Hey, sweetie.

Hey.

I wanted to give you

this back.

Oh, keep it.

Looks better on you.

Now go to sleep.

Not before my mom comes

to say good night.

She'll be by

after her work shift.

Good night, sweetie.

Good night.

Sweet dreams.

Code red. Intruder alert.

Code red.

Intruder alert.

Alarm in the medical wing.

I repeat,

alarm in the medical wing. Go!

Go, go, go!

Go!

Oh, come on! No, no, no!

Max?

You recognize me?

How are you still alive?

Zoe!

Don't kill him!

He's not a rotter!

Zoe, get out

of the f***ing way!

Trust me!

We need to catch him alive!

Bullshit!

He's a one of them!

No! He's not!

His name is Max!

He's a patient of mine!

Baca! He's the breakthrough

I've been searching for!

We got you now,

motherf***er!

What the hell?

Are you all f***ing crazy?

-Why didn't you kill it?

-Wait.

He's alive.

I need him

for my research.

Looks like a rotter to me.

Yes.

But we all know that

rotters always bite.

He had the chance to bite me

before, and he didn't.

Prove it.

Zoe, you don't have to do that.

See?

It means his brain

is still working.

He got the bite,

but something in his body

stopped him from turning.

He could be

the breakthrough we need

in beating

the rotter virus.

You can't cure

being a rotter.

I'm not talking

about a cure

for being a rotter.

I'm talking

about a vaccine

for the rest of us.

A bite would no longer

be a death sentence.

Please.

Just give me a chance.

This is all

a bunch of bullshit.

- Shoot it.

- -Miguel, wait!

If there's a chance

Zoe can do it,

we should let her try.

This vaccine...

Could've saved frank.

Fine. Do your tests.

I want it locked up

at all times.

If there are any issues...

Put it the f*** down.

Yes, sir.

Only 12 hours

since Max has been restrained

and placed under observation,

and already high rock bunker

is divided up

on their opinions

on what we should do with him.

Miguel is looking

for any excuse he can find

to put him down.

With our current specimens

of rotters' blood running low,

I need to acquire

additional samples

to buy myself more time

to find scientific proof

Max is different.

Max's vitals!

Look at this.

It's incredible.

Certain internal

and external parts are dead,

while other parts

are still very much alive.

His heart, his eyes, legs,

and his cranial area,

all still retaining

human function.

Any clue as to why?

No, not yet.

But I need to take

his blood sample.

We're

breaking protocol

here, Zoe.

He makes one wrong move,

I'm shooting him.

Just relax, Max.

You want me, right?

Here I am.

Your Zoe.

That's right.

I know you came...

All this way just for me.

You like feeling my touch?

Hey!

I'm gonna blow your head off,

you piece of sh*t!

No, don't, Elyse.

I'm fine.

Zoe.

Hey.

So what have

you found?

Based on

the blood sample I took,

his hormone levels

are off the chart.

I have never seen

anything like it.

So you think that's

what stopped the virus?

Well, possibly.

But there are nine

hormonal glands,

and I don't know

which one it is.

If I can find the source,

I might be able

to extract it

to produce

a testable vaccine.

Okay. All right,

so what do you need?

I need live virus samples

from living rotters.

Look, maybe we can round

some up from outside

to bring in for tests.

No! Absolutely not.

I mean, you know

how much I've risked

letting that thing

stay here?

Look, I need

the live samples

to compare to Max's.

It is the only way to know

which hormone it is.

Please, baca,

there must be a safer way.

The perimeter gate.

We can use the doors

to file them in one by one

in a contained setting.

Okay. When can we do it?

Tonight.

Main gate is now opening.

Nine-a,

prepare to initiate.

Please stand clear.

All personnel

remain in your sector.

All right, team.

We do this fast,

we do this efficiently.

Nobody play hero here.

We let in one rotter

at a time.

Bravo on the gate.

Alpha on the rotters.

I don't want Zoe in there until

we have that rotter secured.

Let's go fishing.

Let's do this.

Let them in one at a time.

Weapons hot!

Ready!

Go!

Derek, you're up!

Hold him still!

All secured.

Zoe!

We got multiple

bogies incoming!

We need to hurry!

Got it.

Clear!

Okay, we got the test sample!

Just one more!

Go! Move!

Move your f***ing asses!

Go, go, go!

They're breaching!

Step away!

What the hell is taking so long?

- I got him.

- -They're ready to breach!

Fall back! Fall back!

Baca, the fence is buckling!

We can't hold it!

Run!

Go, go, go, go!

Go!

Zoe.

You think I'm scared of you?

I've killed hundreds of you

f***ing rotters.

I can't wait

to put a bullet in you, too.

She's your girlfriend.

That conniving b*tch.

Commander, come quick!

Something's happening outside!

Initiating shutdown procedure.

All personnel please fall back.

-Get the gates!

-Move your f***ing asses!

Go faster!

They're right behind us!

Go! Go! Go! Come on.

How in the f***

did the rotters get

inside the perimeter fence?

We were

getting blood samples.

You just let them in?

What the f***!

What the hell

are you doing?

My job. Protecting you people.

Lieutenant, please.

Zoe can help.

It's too late.

There's nothing she can do.

It's not a head bite!

The infection takes time

with a bite like hers!

The vaccine can work

if it hasn't spread yet!

Do you have the vaccine

right now?

I didn't think so.

Are you f***ing insane?

One bite, one bullet.

Just because

you have a gun,

it does not mean

you get to decide

who lives

and who f***ing dies!

Are you sure about that?

I thought I told you

to not talk back to me.

Miguel.

Put the gun down.

12 hours. Then I kill it.

Vaccine or no vaccine.

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