Detention of the Dead Page #5
Now we're getting
out of here alive,
and to do that we need
to work together.
How?
I have a plan.
We reached the stairs.
Oh, God, we reached the stairs!
Eddie! Eddie! Help! Eddie!
Eddie, help!
Jesus Christ, we get it already.
You need help!
Take a number, get in line.
And shut the f*** up,
would you, please!
Eddie!
Eddie, help!
Eddie!
Goth chicks kick ass.
Eddie, help!
- The gun.
- Isn't that...
Mr. Yeardley the
guidance counselor?
It's almost empty.
Not good.
Definitely not good.
- What now?
- We run!
Run away!
Which way!
The gym. We can get to
the roof from there.
It's locked!
I got this.
I got it!
Eddie, come on!
Go. Go, get to the roof.
I'm gonna hold them.
And Willow, about
before with Janet...
You're right.
I'm an idiot.
I know what I want now.
Good. Because you
still owe me a date.
It's time for this paladin
to cast a 21st level spell
of zombie whoop-ass.
I am a man, I am a man,
I am a man, I am a man
'Cause you said I am
cut me out of the family photo
Who would have thought
of sinking so low?
Where's Eddie?
Holding off the horde.
OK.
But he missed a few.
Cut me out of the family photo
Who would have thought
of sinking so low?
It's impossible
but maybe it's possible
to be impossible
I am a man, I am a man, I am a man
I am a man 'cause you said I am
I am a man, I am a man, I am a man
I am a man 'cause you said I am
Yeah
No.
Janet, hold still.
Come on!
Willow! Janet!
Suck a duck.
This sucks.
Yeah.
I'm gonna die.
I don't wanna be a zombie.
This so sucks.
Don't leave.
One bullet left.
I don't want to die like this.
Morning has broken
like the first morning
Eddie!
- OK, we have a problem.
- What?
Zombies don't jump. They climb.
Brad!
Brad!
So I guess we'll
never get that date.
No. It sucks.
I was totally gonna
take you to applebees.
I was thinking about you,
I can't live without you
The sweet look in your
eyes that goes to...
Attention, attention.
The zombie threat
has been contained.
All survivors make your
way to the front lawn.
Go! Go! Go!
I want to get a perimeter.
Set it up. Move it,
move it, move it!
The zombie threat
has been contained.
The zombie threat has
been eliminated.
All survivors make your
way to the front lawn.
So applebees, huh?
Bet your ass. I got a gift card.
Wow, you really know
how to spoil a girl.
Yeah. But only the right girl.
When I was pacing around
the streets where we both drive
To forget the world
striking sparks in my heart
when we first met
the time has all gone by, I'm well
I've made every second
that you pass through me
Well, I'm finding out
these memories are so good
And I'm waiting patiently
Attention, all shoppers.
Attention, all shoppers.
If it's the end of the world
I want to live inside
a shopping mall
I wouldn't care
about the isolation
I'm unconcerned about
the walking dead
If it's the end of the world
I think I'd handle
myself quite well
I wouldn't panic
walking past the zombie
I'd try to catch up on
some reading and movies
I know all I need to know
I know all I need to do
I learned everything
from George Romero
Dario Argento, maybe Tom Savini
Stuart Gordon and Sam Raimi
did they plant the idea
or was it always in me
do you find me creepy
yeah, do I give you the creeps
It's the end of the world
we could gather
half a dozen friends
We'd live in hiding
over JC Penney's
Construct a wall to
keep the mutants out
When it's the end of the world?
We'd land a helicopter
on the rooftop
Somebody breaks in
through a boarded entrance
maybe we can make a run for it
I know all I need to know
I learned everything
from George Romero
Dario Argento, maybe Tom Savini
Stuart Gordon and Sam Raimi
did they plant the idea
or was it always in me
do you find me creepy
now it's the end of the world
I always thought I
would've been more careful
Didn't look to be a serious bite?
Will you wait here till
I come back to life?
I learned everything
from George Romero
Dario Argento, maybe Tom Savini
Stuart Gordon and Sam Raimi
did they plant the ideas
or was it always in me
do you find me creepy
my post-apocalyptic
zombie survival fantasy
You know what I'm thinking?
Maybe we got a good
thing going here.
Maybe we shouldn't be in
such a hurry to leave.
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