Freaky Eaters

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A virus which initially appeared

to be a common flu

has turned out to be

a far more serious problem.

The number of victims of the mysterious

epidemic is rising disproportionately.

After the infertility, now the epidemic.

For the first time in the history of mankind

there is a birth rate of zero.

... new letter by the Plague Spreader.

"I am the necessary evil.

The unfaithful will die!"

It seems that there have been

The whole world is in a state of alert,

from Rome to Moscow,

from Sydney to Mogadishu.

Even the army are unable

to hold back the revolt of the dead.

A nuclear solution

is now a distinct possibility.

The world is on its knees.

Back to the studio.

The government has announced the opening

of extermination camps for the infected,

but is it possible to kill the dead?

Neo-Nazi groups proclaim themselves

the New Death Militia.

Humanity is in total chaos.

The Pope committed suicide at 9 o'clock

this morning by shooting himself in the head.

He left a note saying,

"I do not want to come back."

Aren't you tired of watching all that stuff?

What do you think you'll find?

An answer? An answer to what?

Maybe I'll understand

why we are in this hell.

Maybe why the two of us aren't dead too.

You're a pain in the arse.

Listen, maybe you like sitting here

on your own, watching TV,

but I don't give a sh*t about

understanding what has happened.

It happened, and that's that.

Do you know what interests me

more than anything else in the world?

To see a woman's face again...

F***, that would make me happy.

I swear, I'd be willing to settle down.

Even if she wasn't beautiful...

No, well, not that ugly, but...

Igor, there is no one left.

You know that too.

It's been months since

we've found anyone alive.

Except for the painter and those bastard Nazis,

who else remains?

No one. Only those dead bastards.

I'm not looking for any answer, for the

simple reason that there is no question.

Even if there is an answer,

what the f*** do you need it for?

Once the two of us are dead...

that's the end!

I seriously doubt that you and I

and those perverts

will ever be able to spawn a few brats

to continue our line, do you?

Anyway, it's all the Plague Spreader's fault.

Yes. Maybe.

You're doing my head in with your "maybes"!

He was the one who spread the virus.

I swear, if I ever meet him in person

I'll pump so many slugs into his face...

He would be dead too, by now.

And how can you be so sure

he's responsible for everything?

This is what I think...

our friend, the f***ing Plague Spreader,

is a repressed loser

with an alcoholic mother and a violent dad,

but with a brain the size of Einstein's.

And one day he decided

that the best way to get his revenge

was to play his trump card -

get rid of us all.

Maybe it's merely a coincidence

that the virus attacked women first.

Maybe it's connected to the infertility.

I don't know.

I don't think you need me to tell you

what we are without women.

Dead.

Yes. Dead sums it up pretty well.

Where are you?

I need you two here in the lab!

I can't f***ing stand this guy.

"Lucky me to have found you two,

"rather than standing out there

having my arse bitten off."

- F*** off.

- At least he made it back in one piece.

Sometimes I wonder where it is

that he disappears to for days at a time.

Actually, you know what?

I'd rather know nothing about it.

Listen, you speak to him.

I'm still not sure whether he just pisses me off

or if I'm frightened by him.

And let's get moving, so we can go out

for our usual useless stroll around,

then get back and drown our sorrows

in a few litres of beer.

Let's find out what he's discovered.

At least he's trying.

He's been amusing himself

with experiments for months.

Why did he have to be one of the survivors?

A restaurant chef would have been better.

At least we wouldn't have

had to eat the same slops every day.

How about if we place an ad?

Maybe someone will show up.

It is just as I thought -

the infection is a sort of worm.

It gets into you and sucks your brain.

A parasite, a guest -

but who says it is unwelcome?

Sure, who wouldn't like to have

a little f***ing worm sucking his brain?

What do you mean by "unwelcome"?

I don't follow you, Gyno.

The epidemic has certainly been

a big blow for mankind, no doubt about it,

but what if it was an inevitable step

towards the sudden evolution of the race?

What if the virus isn't an enemy,

but is here to help us evolve?

Viruses evolve, change with time,

genetically modify themselves,

but unfortunately we can't control them.

That's enough.

It's entirely a question of, "How do we control

the infection? How do we contain it?"

In order to avoid rotting,

like a piece of meat left out in the sun.

Are you trying to convince me

that all this is actually a good thing?

The only "inevitable step"

is that I have to put up with your bullshit

every f***ing day of the week!

Igor, let him finish.

F*** him.

And f*** you too, Alen.

I'll be waiting outside.

I need some more, Alen. Trust me,

I'm about to discover something great.

There are only a few left in the cage.

Tomorrow you're going out

to look for survivors, aren't you?

So, since you're going anyway...

OK, got it, man.

We'll take care of it.

Did you manage to get

the surveillance cameras working?

As you can see, I've done it.

I managed to intercept a satellite signal

which is still being transmitted.

Funny, isn't it? Spy satellites

still sending signals from space.

It's a pity there's no one left to spy on.

Yeah, OK, OK. Where's the best place

for us to focus our attention?

I think you will find plenty of fresh flesh

in Sector F.

Sector F? It's a f***ing jungle.

It'll take at least two days,

if we make it there alive.

I know, it's quite far away,

but we'd better not attract

too many of them to this area.

They haven't been seen for weeks,

and I don't want to darken our good star.

It's not safe for us to venture that far out.

All right, fine.

You'll get what you want.

But you must speed up your experiments.

What a shitty world.

Here, you smoke it.

It can't kill you any more.

Do you know the joke about the two ducks?

Ducks aren't funny.

And the one about the two truck drivers?

Truck drivers aren't funny either.

Sh*t. There's a fly in the soup.

If you're not going to eat it, I...

Hey, Doc, did you hear?

Sector F - what a great place.

Last time I went there I was in danger

of having my dick bitten off.

I guess the doctor is sending us there

to piss me off.

And that freak expects me to believe that

it might be possible one day for a man to...

How would I look with a big tummy?

Forget it. Good night.

Good morning, Doctor.

Good morning, Alexis.

How are your tests going?

Well...

Listen, I've been hearing about

this testing programme

for RB Pharmacology's new drug.

I'd like to get involved.

The patients have already been selected.

Doctor, you know how much

I want to have a baby. Please.

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