Diary Of The Dead Page #7

that you're here.

Guys! Hell, it's such so great

to have you guys here!

You must be

totally burned.

What can I get for you?

Something to eat? Drink?

- A cocktail would be lovely.

- The bar is up right over there.

I'll love to get this damn

corset off me now, please.

You know,

what I like?

A long, hot bath.

Take a bathroom. We've got six.

Clean towels, shampoo, soap.

Whatever you'll need.

Whatever.

So, nobody's tried to

break in or anything?

Nobody around

to break in.

We're pretty

isolated out here.

Country Club is closer than

the next house, but...

not too many people are interested

in golf or tennis these days.

Where's your stuff?

You must have brought

some stuff with you.

Dirty clothes.

Bags of them.

Well, bring it in!

Bring it all in!

Something tells me, you're

going to be here for a while.

I'm going to

the Winni.

I'll come with you, I'd like to grab

that out of the camera.

X-1's never enough.

Here, you take

this one.

I don't know. I don't wanna

make this kind of movie.

I don't want to movie this kind of

movie either, but I can't change the script!

- Here, see if you can resist.

- I don't want to do this.

Jason! I don't

want to do this!

My father shot a rabbit!

I thought it was in here.

Tony, you're filming.

I guess Jason was right,

you can't resist.

I'm filming you Ridley, because

you're acting a little weird.

All that sh*t, that

has been going on.

I know.

I know what's

going on.

I just feel a

little bit tired and...

felt a little drunk,

That's all.

- Forget the rabbits.

- Ridley.

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Father shot two of them. They are

downstairs in one of those big freezers.

Ridley, can we look for

Francine now?

She's out back.

With my family

and the staff.

Right, you said that.

Why don't we go see her?

I don't think we

should do that.

- Why?

- Well...

To begin with...

Father's dead.

He was the first one to die, then he did

mother, and then they did the staff.

Brannigan, Brenda, Cook.

Really liked Cook.

Maybe she ate the rabbit?

Did somebody

eat Francine?

Did somebody

eat Francine?

No.

Well..

Not exactly,

Brannigan bit her on the face.

I think. I don't know,

it all happened so fast.

- I think we should get out of here.

- Wait, wait, Ridley!

- Your saying they're all dead?

- Yes.

I had to bury them.

Is no one else hungry?

I didn't bury them in the garden,

I'd never dig up mother's roses.

That's OK, come on

I had to chop off Cook's hand,

that's why there's so much blood.

Francine.

Come on!

- Maybe we should get out of here.

- No, I got to see this.

Guys!

It's a little hard to see.

Here, I'll turn on the lights.

This is where I've

buried them.

Sweet Jesus.

- He's gone.

- There was blood on his arms.

I wonder if he

got bitten?

Guys?

Guys?

- Jason! A little help here.

- I'm shooting.

Oh, Ridley. Can you

give me hand?

Jesus!

Oh sh*t.

He's f***in' dead!

Oh f***!

- Jason! A little help here?

- Run! Run, Tracey!

See? I told you these

things move slow.

Where the f***

did they go?

Tracey?

Tracey!

Tracey!

Oh sh*t!

I cant f***in'

believe this!

This is like a goddamn

mummy movie!

Jason, put down that stupid

camera and come help me!

Get that Jason?

I hope you're happy, you son of a b*tch!

Cut! Cut!

- This isn't a movie, Jason, its real!

- I'm trying to distract it. Cut! Cut!

Tell him,

I'm from Texas.

Tracey!

Tracey!

I'm leaving you, Jason.

You do the house, I'll do the car.

Francine!

- I don't believe this!

- What, is she nuts?

- Where does she thinks she's going?

- Well, she's not going for Chinese!.

You know what? It's OK..

We still got Ridley's car

there's other cars in the garage,

we can still get out of here.

No, bad idea.

Look, Ridley's mother and others are

moping around somewhere, dead or alive.

And there are human

goldfish in the f***in' pool.

We just spent the last two days on the road.

Did you have a good time?

- No, but...

- Out there, we're lunch.

In here, there's a steel reinforced panic room,

where we could sit and play Nintendo.

Until this whole

thing blows over.

- It's me.

- Jesus.

- Where's Ridley? Have you seen him?

- Yeah, he's not Ridley anymore.

He's something else.

Eliot is something

else too, I'm afraid.

What?!

All gone.

He died in a tub of water,

with Ridley in his arms.

How do you

know all this?

I saw it on TV, darling. I took my bourbon

and I went in to watch the monitors.

I went into that

panic room, which

I suggest is the good place

for us all go right now.

Always wanted my

own swashbuckler.

- Your drunk, Professor?

- Indeed I am.

The drunkenness

have oddly.

Regretfully, never twisted my perception

of things I'd rather run with.

Tracey's phone.

- Let's go.

- No.

Jason!

We can't just lock ourselves

in the f***in' room.

- We'll be locking ourselves out the world.

- That's the whole point.

We lock ourselves out the world,

before the world bites us on the ass.

We've got weapons.

We can take care of whatever comes.

We can't go

in there, Deb.

I'll miss...

I'll miss everything.

God damn it, Jason,

will you stop this?!

Come with us.

Be safe.

Settle, like I'm

trying to do.

- Settle, for...

- What?

For life.

For survival.

Survival? Who the f*** wants

to survive in a world like this?

All that's left, is to record

what's happening for

whoever remains

when it's over.

Please.

I don't wanna go in

there without you.

Alright.

I can't.

What was that?

Where the hell is he?

Oh no!

Oh god, No!

J...

Kill me.

No.

Michael...

the Archangel.

Hi, my name is J.

Jason Creed.

and I have been given the

opportunity, given the gift

to be able to document the events,

that has suddenly, landed on my lap.

and I just wanted to let you guys

know, the audience know, that...

I'm gonna do my best, to capture

the truth, with me and my friends.

Which gonna be no fakeyness,

I'm gonna go after everything...

really raw, really real,

and I'm going to do the best job I can...

and I'm really excited,

to be given this opportunity,

and I'm not

gonna f*** it up.

Yeah..

Debby?

Debra!

Debra!

Deb?

I'm gonna

finish his movie.

The movie's off.

No.

There's gonna

be more.

There's gotta

be more.

Morning approaches.

Things always look

better in the morning.

Not to me.

Mornings bring light,

I prefer the darkness.

It's easier to

hide in the dark.

You know professor,

they actually get the...

mornings, they show you for what you are,

instead of what you think you are.

In-elegantly phrased, Mr. Ravello,

but accurately put.

Mornings.

And mirrors.

I despise them.

Mornings and mirrors

only serve to terrify old men.

Hey!

Can you say

that again?

I didn't get that.

The truth,

darling.

Look at this!

Close the door!

Jason once said he

thought he could help.

Maybe even

save some lives.

This is the last thing he

downloaded before he died.

A couple of hometown Joes,

who were out shooting targets.

That day, they

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