Dead Rising: Endgame Page #4

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Leave her alone.

Now if he talks again...

shoot him.

Who the f*** are you?

I could do this all day.

I'll be honest with you.

Ladyboys in Bangkok

drove me harder than that.

Yeah? Was it

something like this?

Nice.

Very, very nice.

Get your f***ing

hands off me.

We're just going to go

someplace a little private.

I'm going to see what

it takes to make her cry.

No!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

I'll tell you.

I'll tell you.

What, did you guys

start without me?

Chase, Chase, we gotta boogie.

Move, move.

-Go, go, go!

-Let's move! Move it!

Go, go, go, go!

Move, move!

Sandra!

Our gear!

All of our gear!

Did they get

the flash drive?

-It's in my pocket.

-Come on.

We gotta get out of here.

We gotta move! Come on!

They're stopping.

What the hell is that?

Run!

Garth!

Chase!

Hancock!

Attaboy, Chase.

-Chase!

-Come on, we gotta get out.

Come on, we gotta go now!

Come on, come on!

Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go!

Sh*t.

-This way!

-Where? Where?

Sh*t, it's locked.

Sh*t.

Throw me the wrench.

Get that door open!

-Hurry!

-Come on!

-Go, go!

-Got it!

What the hell

were those things?

I don't know.

But they're going to be

a b*tch to deal with.

Since when do Zs

move that fast?

Hey, Garth.

Garth, man.

Are you still okay?

Guys, what do you

mean by okay?

I'll live, baby.

I'll live.

Garth, sh*t.

You're bit.

Let's get you

some Zombrex.

Sh*t.

I always knew

this day would come.

Let me take a look.

You gotta put pressure on it.

Okay... Aargh!

It's like... It's like the

goddamn things evolved.

It had a tattoo

on its neck.

Like an ID number.

That's not evolution.

There's only one

logical explanation.

Phenotrans?

I knew nothing

about that.

You think I would've come down

here if I knew they were there?

You're the expert.

Now we're stuck down here

with none of our gear.

That was your route.

That's on you.

-You're blaming this one me?

-That was your route.

You would be dead

if it wasn't for him.

I just killed a guy

out there, so did you.

Those are people,

not zombies.

That was never

a part of the plan.

So you'd rather have

clean hands and no head?

Does that make

you feel better?

No, it wouldn't make

me feel better.

It's not what I'm saying.

Hey, stop! Stop!

First time around I didn't have

any gear either. But I survived.

We need to remember

the reason we're down here.

1.5 million lives.

And we're running out of time.

We gotta stick together.

Right.

-I'm sorry, guys.

-You're right.

It's all right.

We need to build

some weapons.

Miss Ingot?

I'm Jill Eikland

from UBN.

We're running a story on Afterlife

within the next 24 hours...

George Hancock suffers from

severe psychiatric problems

including paranoid delusions.

He's on medical leave.

If you exploit him for ratings,

our lawyers will bury you.

There are two versions

of the story.

And one, the Army

took your technology

and used it to

massacre a million people.

And the other, Phenotrans built

Afterlife from the ground up.

Which do you think

I should go with?

When Lyons comes for you,

you're going to need friends.

Hey!

We'll get there.

When we do, what if

I can't freeze it?

-You're the best hacker I know.

-I'm the only hacker you know.

Okay, you'll improvise.

Look, I know you.

You walk around with a chip,

act like it's nothing.

You're stronger than

anyone I know.

I hate that I dragged

you into this.

Chase, you didn't drag me

anywhere. I came here on my own.

But next time, let's do

dinner and a movie?

Lyons won't stop.

Best case scenario...

he kills our customers

and doesn't get caught.

Phenotrans will be destroyed.

Worst case...

he finds a way

to frame us for it.

Decides he doesn't

need us anymore.

Puts us in whatever shallow grave

he dug for those reporters.

You think he'd kill you?

Do you know what the key to the

Phenotrans strength is, Rogers?

Not money. Not research

or patented technology.

It's fear.

Zombie terror and the world's utter

dependence on us for an antidote.

That's how we survive.

As soon as Lyons

destroys the virus,

you will release a new

strain from our stock.

Rand has gives us

a few to choose from.

You know, there are a lot worse

things than losing a company.

Not to me.

You think coming in here is

going to get you off the hook?

With who?

Humanity. God, whatever.

I don't know.

Maybe, yeah.

Well, it won't.

So I save my sister.

Damn sight easier just to

dig that chip out of her.

Just let another

million people die?

Bullshit, man.

If that's your attitude,

what are you doing here?

Atonement, same as you.

But I'm not kidding myself.

I know it's not going

to make a lick a difference.

What's your problem?

My problem is that

they might need you.

So I can't just put a nail in your

head and move on with my life.

If we head north, we can reach

the VA hospital in about a mile.

That sounds about right.

Sh*t. Quick!

Get inside.

Here.

Let's get out of here.

Back it up.

Sh*t.

We gotta move.

Let's go.

F*** me.

Chase! Hang on, buddy!

-Garth!

-Let's go!

Head for the door.

Head for the door.

Head for the door.

Chase!

Go!

Sh*t.

F***.

F***.

Let's see if you can fly.

Sandra? Sandra!

Sh*t.

Jordan?

Come with me.

My God.

Anybody try

to follow you?

I don't think so.

I need you to trust me

with something.

-What?

-Somebody you need to talk to.

-You set me up.

-No, no, no.

-Stop.

-Relax. I'm on your side.

Couple of years ago, Army decides to

start using Zombrex chips as weapons.

So they build a Black Ops site

inside Mission City,

so they can test them and run the

program once it's operational.

Afterlife? I know

this already.

Yeah, what you don't know is when

the fail safe idea first came up,

Ingot and Lyons

made a deal, okay?

Dr. Leo Rand, who is head

of research at Phenotrans,

is put in charge of

making Afterlife happen.

In return, Rand gets to

use human test subjects

for basically anything

he wants to

in a secret facility and

nobody is watching him.

What's he working on?

Presumably a cure, but only

Ingot would know that for sure.

For two years, he's been in there

torturing and killing his subjects.

But Ingot doesn't

want to stop him

because she thinks he's on

the verge of a breakthrough.

She's hoping he hits the jackpot

before the Army pulls the plug.

Now, this is footage of the tests and

documents linking Ingot to them.

It's disturbing,

it's criminal.

But there's more than enough

on there to bury her.

Why come to me?

Ingot's willing to do

anything she has to,

to save her company,

even mass murder.

She's reached a line

I'm not willing to cross.

Phenotrans needs a change

of leadership.

Right now.

Are you okay?

What happened to you?

They told me you were dead.

They said you'd been infected

and turned while in custody.

And that they were

forced to terminate.

I didn't believe it.

I ran this story with the

footage that you left me.

But they discredited me.

They labeled me

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