Day Of The Dead Page #3
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- 2008
- 86 min
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We've got to go get them.
What? No! No. No way!
Those things are everywhere.
Not everywhere.
Come on.
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.
Hello.
Hello. Hello, hello, hello!
Somebody.
Hello! Hello?
Stop pounding. Look!
Oh, God! Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Shh!
Oh, God, I'm gonna die!
Open the damn door!
Grrr!
Open the door now!
Open up!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Open the door!
Someone help!
Someone open the door!
Oh, God! Hurry! Hurry!
Are you one of them?
No!
Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
You better not be!
Mr. and Mrs. Leitner.
Oh, you're all right.
Where's Cody?
Is he okay? Is he--
We wanted to get Cody
to a doctor,
but your sister
wouldn't let us,
and now he's dead.
Andrew, stop it!
My cough--
I had it before all this.
I'm not sick.
Come on.
Jesus.
Raah!
Sweet mother of God!
Don't--
Yuck!
God.
Do you want me to go?
Yeah. But I outrank you.
Okay.
Salazar. Are you all right?
Not if you keep
karate kicking me.
How did you get away?
When everybody started tripping,
I just jumped in the closet.
Keep laughing, b*tch.
All right,
I'm taking Rhodes' Humvee.
Oh, man.
You won't be needing this.
I got 'em. Let's go.
Correct, my sh*t. Uhh!
Go.
Grrr!
No!
What?
What happened?
What is it?
Aah!
Give me some room! Go!
Come on!
He's got me!
Grrr!
Stop!
Pull!
Let's go! Come on!
Go!
Aah!
Aah!
Catch! Come on!
Pull!
Tell me you remembered
the keys.
Raah!
Aah! God!
God!
Ah, f***, he got me.
Oh, f***, he got me.
Oh, f***, he got me.
He got me.
I'm sorry.
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Aah! Oh, f***!
This is gonna be quick.
No, no!
You saw what happened
to Rhodes
when he got bit, okay?
This is the only way.
I put bleach on it.
Shut up!
Put the gun down.
That's an order.
I don't know if you noticed,
but there's people out there
eating each other, okay?
So f*** you and your orders.
I said shut up!
What are you going to do?
Hey, look, Rhodes was bitten
hundreds of times, him once.
Besides, bleach kills
just about everything.
Who the f*** are you?
Look, I'm a doctor, okay?
I know exactly what's--
Man, ain't nobody trying
to hear that CSI bullshit.
He gotta go.
Didn't I say
shut the f*** up?
Sir.
Look, I will take responsibility for him.
And if the time comes, I'll
do what has to be done, okay?
So just back down!
Look, I ain't got time
for this bullshit.
We need to figure out
how to get the f*** out of here.
I'm watching.
My eye's on you!
Call the police, the National Guard,
and if by any slim chance
the f***ing FCC are listening,
they might take notice.
I gotta take a break.
This f***ing blood
pressure's killing me.
I shouldn't have done
that kumquat diet.
It's probably too late
to stop smoking.
I'm the one who should be worried.
Your wife's been hacking up
What are you trying to say?
Can I give this a try?
Hey, you got a license?
No.
Me, neither.
I ain't got a f***ing license.
If anyone's there--
You go, kid.
If anyone can hear this,
we are trapped at the radio station
KXWT on Elm Street
in Leadville, Colorado.
Uh, uh, we are under attack.
Repeat. We are under attack.
... we need help. Okay?
Something 's happening.
People are going out of their minds.
Please, please,
please, send help.
There's five of us here.
It's me, my girlfriend Nina,
Mr. and Mrs. Leitner, and the DJ.
Just somebody
send something, okay?
We're at the radio station
KXWT on Elm Street.
Oh, oh, and if you hear my voice,
do not go to the Pine Valley Hospital.
Okay? It's not safe there.
Repeat. Do not go to the hospital.
We should go now.
Okay.
Take this and give me
one of your guns.
What, you little
Miss MacGyver now?
That sh*t ain't gonna work.
Give me one of your guns.
we can't risk
losing both of them.
I know how to shoot
one of those.
I bet you do.
Sweet spear.
You see a black man
with a sharp stick
and it's supposed
to be a spear?
Oh, no,
that's not what l--
Bud, can you throw this
chair through the window?
Yeah.
Do you have your lighter?
Yeah.
Let's do this.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
Okay...Now!
in the head.
Raah!
Oh, my God!
Jesus!
Oh, my God.
Let's go, Doc!
Watch out!
Sh*t!
Watch out!
Oh, sh*t.
Let's go.
Please help me.
I'll help you.
Aah!
Come on, y'all!
I got him!
I'm out.
Me, too. Sh*t.
Where's Logan?
What a dick.
There's more of
these motherfuckers?
Light 'em.
Come on.
Okay.
Oh, sh*t!
That worked.
Yeah.
Behind you!
Nice shot.
It was kinda gangsta, huh?
We gotta get some more ammo.
Hang on.
This is bullshit.
Hey, yo, Gomer.
Don't give up, man.
Yeah, I won't.
Sh*t!
What you dodging them for?
Run their ass over.
They're still somebody.
Not anymore.
That was kinda fun.
That is unbelievable.
We have
to get out of here.
Do you have a car?
No, I ain't going out there.
Hey, dude, if you're feeling lucky,
you go for it.
I'd be like prime rib
to those f***ers.
I'm sitting my fat ass right here
till the help comes.
Let's just wait.
Somebody will come.
They have to.
So which one of you
had the nosebleed?
What?
You heard her.
Anybody have a nosebleed?
Just sit down and
answer the question.
What is wrong with you?
Nina, put that down.
What are you doing?
Everyone who changed
had a nosebleed.
Who's lying?
Had to be one of them.
I said sit down.
Hey, you don't wanna eat this.
Major indigestion.
She hasn't had a nosebleed,
and neither have l.
Look at them.
They're covered in blood.
Shut up!
My son attacked a nurse.
It's her blood!
Hey, check them
for bite marks.
No one's touching my wife.
Just answer
the f***ing question!
Don't you get it?
Someone in here is infected.
We're all in danger.
All right. Let's make this quick.
What about
your boy back here?
Bud, I'm sorry.
No, no. I understand.
You all right?
Yeah.
Do me a favor.
Yeah. Anything.
Grab me a gun, too,
and, um, load mine.
Yeah, that's the type of
sh*t I'm talking about.
Ooh. Uh-huh. Yeah.
F***ing tell us.
Yeah. Now, just--
Ah...
choo!
Oh, God.
You scared me.
Paul?
Get off the couch!
Okay.
Can anyone hear me?
Anyone? Anyone?
The police? Someone?
We just need someone.
Something's f***ing happened.
We need someone. Please, anyone.
Don't think they know
who they f***ing with.
Automatics
have no firepower.
Oh, yeah? Says who?
This sh*t right here
was made for me.
Uh-huh. Whoo.
By the power of Grayskull.
Okay.
Yeah.
Stop f***ing around
and start loading
the stuff up.
How long you gonna
keep cussing at me?
You see this? This is a machete.
Unappreciative ass.
See if I save your ass again.
Oh, sh*t.
No! He's restrained.
What if he gets loose?
Then I'll shoot him.
Look, I'm not riding
with this motherf***er.
Yes!
Shut the f*** up!
My, God, he listened.
Sales of new homes rose--
Plus, with pop--
Ever since day one--
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