Diary Of The Dead Page #3

What's that?

What'll we do?

- What time is it?

- Almost three.

I think we should pull over.

How do you feel?

Mary?

How do you feel about

what just happened?

- I killed six of them...

- They were already dead, OK?

You didn't anything

wrong.

Listen to me.

Jesus f***in' Christ... you don't stand up

and walk around when you're dead!

Will you shut up?

We just killed three

people back there.

Three living, breathing

people like us.

No we didn't.

I did.

Sh*t.

We've stopped somewhere...

off the road.

God knows where.

You gonna say

something?

No, I don't know. Just give

her some time, you know.

I'm running low.

If I can make it to the State store

before they all shut their doors forever...

god, that's a

terrible thought.

The world where a gentleman

can't buy a bottle of bourbon.

Mary?

- Oh god, Mary!

- Mary

What did she do?

- What the f*** did she do?

- Any anyone know she had a gun?

- Why would she do this?

Because of what happened?

Those people back there?

It's our fault.

We're panicking,

we're turning this into...

Into what?

Some that's not.

Some more than this is.

This is all just bullshit!

You keep calling this bullshit,

someone else is

gonna kill them self!

You heard the TV,

Mary heard the TV.

We all should have

stayed at school

instead of driving around

in the middle of nowhere.

knocking down f***in'

people like bowling pins.

- She's still alive.

- What?!

She's got a pulse!

- Mary!

- Pressure! Pressure!

- Looks like everyone's left.

- Yeah, up in a hurry.

This is a hospital,

where else is she supposed to go?

Just because we can't see anybody,

doesn't mean no ones here.

- Maybe they're hiding?

- Yeah, maybe they're hiding because they think we're dead.

- Hello, we aren't dead!

- Cut it out, Tony.

Wait, wait, wait,

where are we going?

You guys look for a doctor,

we're gonna find the ER.

Hello!

Is anyone here?

Wait, wait.

I think I heard somebody.

It's down here,

come on.

It's just the radio.

Hello?

Is anyone...

What?

We're prisoners here.

So far as we can't move.

Stand by!

Stand by!

It's complete chaos.

It's complete chaos.

We got them!

We got them!

I can't do it.

- Get that son of a b*tch!

- We got five of them here!

Where are you, sir?

- Got to get them in the head.

- Got to get them in the head.

- Get everyone out of here!

- You've got to get them in the head!

I hope this isn't some

sort of mistake?

This is a hospital,

there's nobody here.

Is this for real?

What about Mary?

What if...

she dies?

We're not gonna be able to by just

standing around here.

- F***! Losing juice.

- Lets see if we can find some batteries.

- There's somebody!

- Excuse me!

Excuse me.

We've an emergency.

Our friend is hurt and we need help.

Oh my god, what's

wrong with him?

He's dead. That's what

wrong with him..

- Get the gun.

- Debby, gun!

- Try the head! Try the head!

- Yeah, shoot him in the head!

Shoot him in the head!

- F***, the battery's almost dead.

- Yeah, that's not all?

What do you mean?

- What is going on?

- Jesus, the nurse.

Dead doctor, dead nurse,

makes sense, doesn't it?

F***in' hurry up!

Gordo!

It's jammed!

- OK, I'm gonna try something.

- What?!

Get her attention,

just to try to get her attention!

Come over here!

Hey, come after me!

Careful, Debra.

Careful.

Jesus H!

Jesus Christ.

Whoa, whoa, those are hot!

Put it back where you've found them.

We've got to get

her a doctor.

Yeah, a live one.

I got it.

Let's go.

Don't leave

without me.

What?

You're not coming with us?

- I can't, I gotta plug in.

- Leave it, let it charge.

I can't, I can't leave

without the camera.

The camera's the

whole thing.

Getting help is

the whole thing.

I should be

with them.

Maybe I can help.

I can't.

I can't.

Because...

I'm f***in'

locked in.

Some sh*t, huh?

What's wrong with these

f***in' dead guys.

I'm sorry, Mary.

If anything that Tony said,

or I said, or Ted, made you...

People you killed were dead.

These people are dead.

At least they

look dead.

The way,

things are...

who the f*** knows.

Mary?

Mary?

Sh*t.

Guys?

Guys, what's happening?

F***!

God damn it!

Hello?

Hello!

I found this in

one of the other rooms.

Tell us your name.

Say it!

- Deb, come on.

- Say it!

Gimme a break.

Jason Creed.

See how it feels to have a camera

shoved in your face?

to have to answer stupid questions

when people are dying all around you.

You see how it feels?

Deb, just put the thing down

and tell me what happened.

Well, you missed it.

If it didn't happen on camera,

its like it didn't happen, right?

There was a patient

in one of the other rooms.

He looked nice, you know,

not dead.

But...

he was...

he was on top of me

before I saw him.

It was Gordo who shot him.

Jesus! Did you...

I mean..

Hurt me?

No.

So who was screaming?

Me.

You want me to

show you how?

For the camera?

For history?

That's enough, Deb.

I got it...

Oh god!

I just shot

another man.

I've killed three men and a woman

in the last half hour.

You can't be certain they're dead.

I remember the war.

In war time,

killing comes easy.

Especially when you don't

have to do any of it.

There will be always

be people like you.

Wanting to document, wanting

to record, some sort of diary.

Me? You're the one who

put the camera in my hands.

You're the one who made

me want to do this.

Not this.

This is a diary recording.

In war times only the enemy can be marked,

like this son of a b*tch...

...or that son of a b*tch.

Then cruelty...

becomes justified.

God! Oh my god,

look at Mary!

- She's... She's dead.

- She's turning.

Oh god.

This is much

too much!

Too much.

God, I don't know...

Give it to me.

You can't do this,

give me the gun.

Oh man!

Oh my god! Oh my god!

Your stuttering, Mr. Creed.

Don't try to speak,

just shoot.

Shoot your picture, shoot for as

long as your hard drive runs out.

As long as

you're found.

Take this.

It's too easy to use.

Let's get

out of here.

It's interesting how quickly we'll

find out what we're capable of becoming.

Up until that night,

we had lived predictable lives.

Now, we will never be able

to predict what might happen next.

God has changed

the rules on us.

And surprisingly,

we were

playing along.

What the?

Jesus, Gordo!

Look out!

What?

What happened?

You got that,

huh, Tony?

After I stab them through the

heart, with this freakin' IV pole.

Why don't you

f***in' die, huh?

F***in' die.

You got that, Tony, Huh?

You'll probably at least f***in' understand?

- What happened?

- It hurts. The bite.

It hurts.

Take this.

It's too easy to use.

Come on Debby, you can

shot better than me.

Yeah that's what I thought,

I don't want to become you.

There are currently more than 200 million

video cameras in people's hands worldwide.

blogs, video windows,

extremely video...

A good job in

journalism...

Does the media put ourselves

ahead of what we see happening?

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