Day Of The Dead Page #2

Synopsis: In Leadville, Colorado, Captain Rhodes and his army seals off the town to contain an influenza-type epidemic. The locals are not allowed to leave the town and the Pine Valley Medical Center is crowded with sick people. Corporal Sarah Bowman was born and raised in Leadville and goes to her home with Private Bud Crain to visit her mother. Sarah finds that her mother is ill and takes her to the local hospital. However, the sick people suddenly transform in flesh eating, fast moving zombies which attack the non-infected humans. Sarah, Bud and Private Salazar get a jeep and head to the town exit to escape from the dead. But Sarah hears the voice of her brother, Trevor, on the radio and is compelled to go to the radio station where Trevor is hidden with his girlfriend Nina. The group of survivors drives to the isolated Nike missile site seeking shelter, where they discover an underground army base.
Director(s): Steve Miner
Production: First Look International
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
4.5
Rotten Tomatoes:
14%
R
Year:
2008
86 min
313 Views


important things to do

than worry about me.

What are you doing here?

I'm taking you

to the hospital.

Don't be silly.

It's just a cold.

I took some vitamins.

Mom, I'm taking you

to the hospital, okay?

Let's get you dressed.

My dad's left a dozen messages.

They're at the hospital.

How long has Mom been sick?

Since this morning.

It's a cold.

Everyone's got it.

And when did you start caring?

Don't start with me.

Kyle had it really bad.

His nose

was gushing blood.

Where is he now?

Home. He found his dad's

supply of medical hash.

I'm gonna run over there

and check on him.

Wait, wait.

Wait, you can't even

go upstairs

to check on your own mother,

and now you want to go

all the way across town?

No. You're gonna

go upstairs,

make sure

Mom gets dressed,

and don't leave

until I get back.

Do you think

you can handle that?

I'll go check on Kyle.

Aye-aye, Admiral B*tch.

Everything okay?

No, it's not.

Kyle.

Anybody here?

Oh, sh*t.

Don't worry. It's not loaded.

Oh, my God.

What the hell happened here?

Aah! F***!

F***! Uhh! Oh!

What's there?

The phone is dead.

F***.

Oh, God.

I don't have any service.

Yeah.

Come on.

Let's go.

Fitzsimmons,

The boy Kyle is missing.

The bodies look like they

were mauled by something.

I couldn't call the police.

All the phones are dead. Over.

Yes, I know, Corporal.

We're blocking all phone lines

until we get control

of the situation.

Got a whole lot of wild

rumors running around here.

I'll get that info to the police.

Where are you?

I need to take my mother

to the hospital, Sir.

Well, I'm headed

over there right now

to see if I can find

some missing doctors.

You get back to

that roadblock ASAP.

Yes, sir. Over and out.

Why isn't your gun loaded?

It's complicated.

Cool.

I'm a vegetarian, by the way.

Maybe we should just

keep that between us.

Was Kyle stoned?

He wasn't there.

Did his parents

know where he was?

No.

Oh, oh. I'm bleeding.

There's gauze

in the kit.

All right.

Here, here, I got it.

Here,

tilt your head back.

Careful.

You got it?

So when are you

going back to Denver?

Park it and meet us inside.

Yes, Ma'am.

Slow down!

Oh!

Jerk!

Excuse me, ma'am,

my mom needs a doctor.

Yeah, her and everyone else.

Look, here.

Just write her name on the list,

and we'll get to her.

I-I can't wait.

Listen, lady,

half the town's sick.

We're overwhelmed

and understaffed.

Just write her name

down on the list.

Mom... look, they're

a bit overwhelmed, okay?

We're going to have to wait.

What?

Do you mind?

I found my mom and dad.

They're in a room,

waiting for the doctor.

You want to come with?

Yeah. I'll be right back.

Trevor, wait!

Stay here.

Salazar, you're supposed

to be on guard duty.

Williams and Elders

have it covered.

Captain had me

come with him.

You know the phone lines

are down.

The cell phones

aren't even working.

I heard it was orders

from Washington.

You think this is still

just an exercise?

Nah. There's some real

serious sh*t going down.

Corporal Cross.

Sir.

There's a doctor here

from the CDC.

He wants to ask you about

the bodies at Cypress Pond.

He was annoyingly insistent.

Sarah's great, huh?

I wish

she were around more.

Um, does she have

a boyfriend?

She's hot, huh?

Oh, she's so hot.

You think she'd ever

go out with a private?

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

I'm a little bit--

Are you all right?

Oh, my God.

You're freezing.

I need some help over here!

Come on, man.

Stay with me.

Talk to me, talk to me.

Talk to me,

talk to me, talk to me.

Um...

Okay, um, Mrs. Cross,

I'm going to go get Sarah.

Okay?

Corporal Cross!

It has to be airborne.

But once in the blood,

it mutates faster

than anything else--

Dr. Logan,

this is Corporal Cross.

Thanks for coming.

Can you give us a minute?

I find people

speak more freely

without a superior

officer around.

I'll be outside.

You've had quite a night.

You could say that.

About the bodies,

you said they looked

like they were mauled.

Could it have been

an animal attack?

If an animal can hide

a body in a closet.

The son is missing?

Yes.

Did the wounds

look like bite marks?

What?

It's a simple question.

How would I know?

Maybe it's the avian flu.

Don't say that.

Dad, seriously,

that's so not possible.

I heard about this case

in France where--

Dad?

Daddy, what's wrong?

Dad?

Daddy?

What's going on?

Daddy?

Dad!

Dad?

Okay, we-- we really

need a doctor.

Aah!

Aah!

Raah!

Aah!

Sir? Sir?

Corporal, you gotta

come to the waiting room.

Something's happening.

To my mom?

To everybody.

What is it?

Something bad. I don't know.

Hey, I thought you guys left hours ago.

What the--

No! No!

No! Oh! Aah!

Aah!

Oh, my God! Anybody!

So this chick takes

her top off, right?

And I swear to God--

What the--

Now this here's just

a little too much for this cowboy.

Now, you see this button here?

You press it, and you talk into that

if you've got something

to say to the folks

because my shift has now ended,

and I am going to mosey on home.

Or not.

Hey, where the hell are you going?

Hey, I thought you said

there were two bodies.

Yeah.

Now there's three.

Show me.

Freeze!

Oh!

Are you sure

this is a good idea?

Hey, maybe you shouldn't

go down there!

Huh?

Aah! Aah!

What the f***?

What the f***?

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Come on, come on,

come on.

Go, go, go, go.

God!

Aah!

Oh, my God!

Aah! Aah!

No, no, no, no!

No! No!

Here they come!

Aah!

What the f*** was that?

Let me in!

Come on. Come on.

What the hell?

What the hell is happening

to these people?

I don't know.

Where's the basement?

Right there.

My mom's in there.

We'll go undercover.

That's an order, Corporal!

Come on!

Here.

We're safe!

Grrr!

Aah!

What the hell was that?

You almost got me killed.

What do you mean?

What are you talking about?

Bud! Help me.

Oh, my God.

What are we going to do?

Aah!

Aah!

F***!

Come on.

Aah!

Look at the radio station.

Look, there's somebody

in there.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

We're going to make it,

okay?

I swear.

We can make Molotov cocktails.

Great, and I'll just build a bus

and drive us out of here.

Come on,

we have weapons.

I don't have a gun.

What?

I'm in communications.

We aren't issued weapons.

So basically you're useless.

Shut up, Logan.

Come on.

You've got one.

We can shoot

enough of them.

It's not loaded.

Oh, you've got

to be kidding me.

What the hell kind

of soldier are you?

You don't want to find out

right now, okay?

Bud, where did you park the Humvee?

The lot was full, so l--

Oh, sh*t.

They must have come out

when I was--

Great. A driver without keys

and a soldier without bullets.

It must be my f***ing birthday.

What's with you two?

You know what?

It's complicated, okay, pal?

How did you get here?

Taxi.

Great. Well, you're nominated

to go out

and hail us another one.

Captain Rhodes' Humvee.

He should have the keys on him.

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Jeffrey Reddick

Jeffrey Reddick (born July 12, 1969) is an American screenwriter and film director, best known for creating the Final Destination franchise. more…

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