Day of the Dead: Bloodline Page #4
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- 2018
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Miguel! Wait up!
What the f*** was
that back there?
Pointing a gun
on Zoe like that?
Are you out
of your f***ing mind?
No, I'm a commanding officer
whose own f***ing brother
went behind his back
and put this whole place
in danger!
for all of us,
and you know that!
So you follow
her orders now?
Let me remind you
who's in charge!
Not her, not you,
not anybody else.
Miguel, you're cracking!
I get it, but that
back there was bullshit!
No, I'm the only one
thinking rationally.
Everyone's chasing her empty
promises about this vaccine.
I'm your brother, baca.
Your own flesh and blood.
Believe me when I tell you
she's fooling you.
Don't you see
what she's doing?
Why do you think she keeps
this thing alive?
What are you trying to say?
That rotter has her name
engraved on his arm.
Wake up, baca!
I know you two were close.
Thanks, baca.
Zoe, I need you to tell me that
you can really do this vaccine.
Of course not.
It's just...
I mean, you don't get it.
Thomas, Elyse...
I ordered them
out there for you,
for your vaccine.
And they died.
You're blaming me?
Do you really think
if I didn't think
it was worth it?
Honestly, I don't know what
to believe with you right now.
What the f***
does that mean?
What the f***
is that thing to you?
That thing has your name
carved into his forearm.
You're hiding something
from me, Zoe.
So I need you to tell me.
Who was that thing to you?
He was a f***ing psycho...
Who tried to rape me.
Tried to take
what he wanted from me.
That's who he was.
There.
You happy now?
Do you feel better?
Why didn't you just tell me?
Because...
Every time...
I talk,
think...
Or look at him...
I have to relive the worst
f***ing day of my life.
Right now,
i just need you to trust me
and believe in me, baca.
And if you can't...
I'll go it alone.
Uh...
who are no longer here.
To frank.
Loving husband.
Well, you know,
here's to Thomas,
a guy that made each one of us
a better person.
And to Elyse.
I'll miss her dearly.
To friends.
-To friends.
-Friends
hey, doc.
Figured you could use this.
I know you been going
at it a while.
Thanks, alphonse.
Man, you're ugly.
Don't get too close.
The lieutenant is right,
we should just kill
this slippery f***.
Stand down, Lucy.
Max!
Did he bite you?
I don't think so.
No, you're good.
He didn't get you.
Lucy, you need
to get some ice
on that head wound.
Al, take her down
to the med ward.
Come with me.
One day...
And you're back trying
to f*** up my life again.
Zoe.
What?
You're nothing...
But filth.
You are mine.
Zoe!
Shut up!
I have had enough of this!
I know what you're trying to do,
and it is not going to work.
I only have a few hours
to stop this virus,
and nothing you say or do
is going to f***ing stop me!
Commencement of testing
for patient 15009,
Max.
Beginning with current
hypothesis of samples.
Homo sapiens blood
and anomaly cells...
Otherwise known
as rotter's blood.
Current tests show
that homo sapiens blood,
despite the different amounts,
all react consistently
with our tests.
of letting up.
It has, and always will,
infect us at alarming rates.
Patient 15009's blood, however,
shows signs
of dormant activity
They appear to coexist
without any signs of threat
or exigency
Despite the fact the idea
of his blood in anybody,
let alone mine, is nauseating,
this is critical
for my hypothesis for the cure.
So here comes
the moment of truth.
Testing patient 15009's blood
against the anomaly
rotter cells.
If this works,
patient 15009's blood
can be effectively engaged
in our bloodstream
to kill off any rotter cells
before it spreads.
Patient 15009's blood
is the answer to destroying
the rotter cells
in infected bodies.
If we aren't too late.
Baca?
Come down here right now.
You are mine.
Oh, hey.
Zoe, Zoe,
what's the matter?
It's Max, he's free.
-Where is he?
-In the med lab.
- Let's go!
- -No head shots!
I need him alive!
-F***!
-Sh*t!
Sound the alarm.
We need everyone
to get back
to the township, now!
- Emergency.
All military personnel
please report to your squadron.
Civilians are advised
to remain secured
in the township.
Emergency.
All civilians are advised
to remain secured
in the township.
All residents to the township.
I repeat. Everyone report
to the township immediately.
-This is not a drill.
I repeat, this is not a drill.
Lily!
Get everyone
to the township!
I'll meet you there!
Be careful!
I'll be okay!
Mom?
Mom?
Oh, my god, Lily!
What are you doing out here?
She's coming!
Mommy, no!
Please don't!
What's wrong?
What's going on?
Is something happening?
-What do we do?
-Is it the rotters?
- Why are the alarm--
-quiet! Calm down, all right?
Baca, is something
happening?
What the hell happened?
It's the rotter.
He's loose
inside the complex.
Don't worry. Everyone
go back to your bed.
Everything's under control.
Lieutenant,
something is not right.
-We need to know.
-Please, everything's okay.
Just go back
to your homes.
You happy now, baca?
I told you
not to trust Zoe.
-Find that rotter, kill it.
-No, we need to take it alive.
There's a chance we can
still get that vaccine.
Everyone that fails
to comply to my orders
will be executed on the spot.
We got a problem
in the motor pool.
Guards aren't responding.
Okay, we gotta get
to the motor pool.
Lucy, alphonse, stay here,
protect the people.
- Everyone else on me!
- -Copy that!
Lily.
Let her go.
Zoe.
Let her go, Max.
I...
Came for you.
You...
Need me.
You want me alive...
Let her go.
No!
Okay, okay.
Now.
Main gate is now opening.
Aah!
Let's go now!
No! No!
Lily!
Zoe!
Zoe!
Move! Move! Move! Move!
Aah!
Lieutenant,
what's the report
on the motor pool?
Lieutenant, do you read me?
--F***!
Shannon!
Cover me!
Miguel,
open that f***ing door!
Lily and Zoe
are still outside!
I don't give a f***!
The rotters got in
because of that b*tch Zoe.
That door stays closed.
I am not leaving
them outside!
Stand down, baca.
So what,
you're gonna shoot
your own brother now?
I will if I have to.
Don't make me do it.
Miguel!
Main gate is now opening.
Please stand clear.
Main gate is now opening.
Please stand clear.
Lily!
Sweetie, are you okay?
Yeah.
Here, come on.
In here, sweetie.
Zoe.
You are...
Mine!
No. You're mine,
motherf***er!
Come on, lil.
Baca, don't!
It's too late.
I can feel it in my body.
It's turning me.
No.
I don't wanna be
one of those things, Zoe.
Baca, please.
-I'm sorry.
-I can stop the virus.
Believe me.
I can stop the virus.
You just have to trust me.
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