Land of the Dead

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... dead people...

... the recently departed...

Unburied human corpses

are returning to life...

and feeding on the living.

Stay inside.

Do not try

to leave your homes.

They seem to survive

by eating human flesh.

Everyone who dies

will become one of them.

If you are bitten, you will just become

one of them...

that much sooner.

They're not your neighbors

and friends, not anymore.

My wife had a heart attack.

Got up and came after me

like a banshee from hell.

I put a curling iron

through her head.

... the head...

... the brain...

They must be destroyed

as quickly as possible.

There's no time

for funeral arrangements.

There's no time

to dig up holes...

so you can drop these things

in the ground.

As long as we're alive...

they ain't never gonna

run out of food.

The day they do, it'll mean only one thing:

We're all dead.

This is not only a local

or a regional phenomenon.

Cities are under siege.

If these creatures ever

develop the power to think...

to reason...

even in the most

primitive way...

People are said

to be establishing...

outposts in big cities...

and raiding small rural towns

for supplies, like outlaws.

They're trying to be us.

No, they used to be us.

Learning how to be us again.

No way. Some germ or some devil

got those things up and walking...

but there's a big difference

between us and them.

They're dead.

It's like they're pretending

to be alive.

Isn't that what we're doing,

pretending to be alive?

He knows we're here.

Christ.

It's like he's

talking to them.

Let's go.

A whole lot of trash this

week. That's life, bro.

Whole lot of trash, trick

is not to get in with it.

You any good with that, kid? Because

I'm real good with mine.

Put it away, Charlie.

Don't be so jumpy, kid.

What are you doing?

Watching your back. I don't

like it when you go off without me.

I told you to get things

ready. I got things ready...

then I come

to watch your back.

Christ! This is like

a bad dream.

I have bad dreams.

Hell, yes. Just look at me, you

can tell I have terrible dreams.

Riley, what's your 20?

We checked out the town.

There's plenty of supplies, but

a lot of walkers. Where's Cholo?

He dumped the trash,

and he's on his way back.

We're ready to go in.

Okay.

Put some flowers

in the graveyard.

"Flowers in the graveyard. "

Why do you call them that, Riley?

I don't get it.

These here flowers ain't

the kind you lay down on the ground.

These here are sky flowers,

way up in heaven.

That's why I love you, Charlie.

Because you still believe in heaven.

Lord, yeah.

I mean, look.

Nice driving.

Riley, looks like God's left

the phone off the hook, huh, baby?

Go get my ride.

Get yours, too.

What's the matter?

You look like sh*t, man.

Didn't I tell you

not to bang chicks...

with problems worse than you?

When are going to listen me?

You done?

I'm never done, baby. Why?

The town's full of walkers.

Yeah, but every town

is full of walkers.

No, these guys are not just walking.

It's like they're communicating.

They're thinking, and

there's something going on.

But they're dumb, Riley.

Well, hell. Dead folks

is near as dumb as me.

You learned to make yourself

useful, didn't you?

Yeah.

That's what they're doing.

Make yourself useful.

You don't got one

redeeming defect, do you, son, huh?

I got this! I got this! You

got that? You got that, too.

Come on. Let's get to work before

I forget what it is I do for a living.

Cholo, I'm talking to you.

All right, what?

Things are changing.

Just be careful.

We go in, we do our job...

and we get the f***

out of there. Everyone alive.

Now, you take command of this unit,

you can run it any way you like.

But tonight, it's my last night

out. I don't want any f***-ups.

So, that's what it's about?

You're not going to dump these

recycled delinquents on me.

I don't want to take command.

Because you know what? Tonight's

my last night, too, baby.

Hey, you. Come here,

you little nose-picker.

You been with Riley all day

painting the town beige?

I'm gonna show you

how it's done. Come on.

What'd he do,

win the lottery or something?

Something.

How come you guys

always go out at night?

Wouldn't it be safer

in the daytime?

Fireworks, kid. Stenches

can't keep their eyes off them.

Come on!

Yeah!

That sucker's mine, baby.

I got that one.

Number 1, how's the food?

Mostly canned stuff.

I'd stay away from the fish.

Number 2,

what's your location?

Drugstore.

Need an aspirin?

I got a million of them.

Antibiotics.

We need antibiotics.

They're gone.

The sky flowers, they're gone.

That's not good, is it?

No, it's not good.

Sorry, Riley,

I should have seen that thing.

Nice shooting.

That's good shooting, Charlie.

No such thing

as nice shooting.

Pretty Boy,

what the f*** is going on?

Fireworks are jammed.

We're getting on it.

Shut her down!

Everyone, out of town.

Let's move! Go! Drive!

Go!

Two minutes!

Pretty Boy,

lay down some cover.

Get on the guns!

I thought this was going to be a

battle. It's a f***ing massacre.

Cholo, we got a problem.

Fireworks are down.

It's nice and peaceful,

ain't it? Cholo, where are you?

I'm just getting some

supplies, some essential supplies...

just like my job

description entails.

Nothing in there but booze.

Booze ain't essential.

A jug of good Kentucky

goes for $1,500 back in town.

You've got to

get out of there. Cholo?

God damn it!

All right, Foxy,

shop till you drop, baby.

You know it, brother.

Yeah, 'cause

getting them stinking drunk...

is the only way

you're gonna get laid.

When's the last

time you got laid? I forget.

Fox, I don't care about love.

All I care about is money.

That's all I want, baby.

Yes.

Foxy!

I can't

get a shot. Cholo, hold on.

I got him. Cholo, I got him!

Bro, do me a favor, will you?

Next time, just let me

take the f***ing shot.

F***ing cowboy.

Stop being a p*ssy, man.

Yeah, I got what I need.

A little something extra, too.

Nice.

Here, kid, pick that up.

I'm bit.

Yeah, you're bit.

Not gonna leave you here.

Gonna get you out of here, okay?

No. I will not become

one of those things.

Riley, step aside.

No, you put that thing away.

Riley, come on. Step aside.

I said put it away.

This is Riley. Cease fire.

Repeat, cease fire.

Let's pack it up.

We're going to call it a night.

Sh*t happens, right?

Only if you let it, Charlie.

Life goes on

at Fiddler's Green...

in the heart of one of America's

oldest and greatest cities.

Bordered on three sides

by mighty rivers...

Fiddler's Green offers luxury living

in the grand old style.

Dine at one of

six fine restaurants.

Look for that perfect gift in our fully-stocked

shopping mall.

Man, they sure did

used to make it sound nice.

Still sounds nice to me.

There is a difference between

our place and other places.

If you can appreciate

that difference...

You're not

going to be around no more?

You little b*tch, you can come up

and party with me any time you want.

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