Land of the Dead Page #3

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I heard abut what happened

with my neighbors.

And I'm grateful

for your help.

That's what I'm here for,

boss...

to take care of any problems

you got.

Look, I got you a little present,

a little souvenir from town.

I know you're used to

better vintage than this...

but it's the best we got.

Little champers

to take the edge off things.

There we go.

This is very extravagant.

Yeah, well, I can afford it.

With the $20,000 you owe me

from last night...

and the money from all

the other nights together...

I got enough for my own place.

You mean here in the Green?

Sure, why not?

I'm sorry, Mr. DeMora...

but there's

a very long waiting list.

How long?

Well...

this is an extremely

desirable location.

Space is very limited.

You mean restricted,

don't you?

I do have

a board of directors...

and I have

a membership committee.

They have to approve.

Don't do this to me. Don't.

How long have I been working

for you? Three years?

Taking out your garbage,

cleaning up after you...

and then you're going to say

I'm not good enough?

Let me tell you something,

you're going to let me in...

because I know

what goes on around here.

Do your

committee members know...

what the f*** is going out

with the garbage?

So, you're gonna let me in,

you hear me?

Maybe we could talk about this when

you're a little less excited.

I won't be needing

this man anymore.

Take that, you scary zombie.

...come back to God.

Give up your lives of sin.

Praise the Lord!

Father is the only way.

Come back to Jesus.

Fox, get the guys.

We're going out.

Want me to call Riley? Forget

Riley. Just us. Come on.

Thanks.

Sh*t, man. You win. You

got him right in the brain.

That's right.

Double or nothing.

Brubaker, who'd you blow

to get this cushy job?

Cholo, you

bum, how's it going?

Where's Riley?

He's retired.

We're taking the truck out.

That's from yesterday.

What? You're shitting me.

I'm gonna quit drinking, man.

What the hell is that? Relax.

It's just target practice.

Barrett, stop scratching

around back there.

You're going to

f*** up my shot.

I'm not doing nothing, man,

I'm just standing here.

There's nothing there, man.

So, what the hell is that,

screaming practice?

Stenches!

They're all over the place.

Let's make our move. Come on.

All right, go.

Their eyes.

Mouse, take that.

Cholo, should we send up

some sky flowers?

It ain't our fight, Fox.

The stenches want to get in,

let them in. Come on.

Everybody, get busy.

That's our way out.

Should we do something about this?

That's our way out,

get us there.

No.

Get out of here!

No!

Kaufman.

The one that got away.

That's right.

Remember you said we should talk

when I was less excited?

I'm a lot less excited

right now.

What do you want, Mr. DeMora?

You might have noticed that

I had to leave in a hurry...

so I didn't get a chance

to take my money out of your bank.

I'd like you to handle

that withdrawal for me.

With interest:
$5 million.

Or I'm gonna blow you

out of your f***ing castle.

Because I got Dead Reckoning.

That's unfortunate.

Well, unfortunate for you,

perhaps.

I want you to put that money

on a boat...

and send it across the river to the South Side,

One man to drive the boat,

no more.

You have till midnight,

that's two and a half hours.

I won't be there, and Dead

Reckoning won't be there.

But I'll know if it happens, and

I'll know if it doesn't happen.

Copy?

Trouble?

In a world where the dead

are returning to life...

the world "trouble"

loses much of its meaning.

He wants money.

Pay him.

We don't negotiate

with terrorists.

We have other options.

Denbo. Give me Denbo.

Get up. You're coming with me.

Where you taking him?

Don't worry.

Where are you taking him?

You take care of him?

Hell, yeah.

He pulled me out of the fire.

It was bad.

Just look at me,

you can tell it was bad.

Mr. Denbo,

can I offer you a drink?

I don't drink.

Why am I here?

We want you to repossess a

vehicle that belongs to us...

a vehicle that you

designed, Mr. Denbo.

Dead Reckoning has been stolen

by your second-in-command...

who I want captured

or killed...

and I want my $2 million

piece of equipment returned.

My truck.

My truck, which has guns.

Powerful guns.

It'll do

a great deal of damage...

if they're aimed

at this city.

Why don't you just

send out your troops?

I can send 50 men

against that thing...

and they'd come back in

body bags. Now, Cholo was your man.

Maybe you can get close enough

to do what has to be done.

It's a good thing

I'm still in town.

See, I bought a car.

I was going to drive out

of here, but it disappeared.

I guess someone

didn't want me to leave.

You're a very popular man.

How much are your services

going to cost me?

A vehicle, enough weapons

and ammunition to go north.

But there's nothing up north.

That's the idea.

There's one more thing:

My friends, they go with me.

Take them.

Can you find Dead Reckoning,

quickly?

How quickly?

Midnight.

I have a way.

Mouse, there are three things

a man must do alone:

Be born, die, and we all know

the other one, don't we?

Yeah, okay, Cholo. Just don't

leave me here alone too long...

Two hours max. Give me a call. Let

me know if we're rich or not.

All right, two hours.

Give him something

for the nerves.

Something for the nerves.

Stay real. Okay.

Can't believe you guys are

turning me into a f***ing boy scout.

Not a boy.

You don't have to come out

if you don't want to.

I didn't say that.

Some sh*t, though, going out

to save Kaufman's ass.

I'm not doing this

for Kaufman.

This is for the people

in the city.

What do you think's going to

happen to them if Cholo shells the Green?

Okay. I'm with you.

No, I like the ones

I already got.

This piece

fires 14 rounds a second.

I don't normally need

that many.

I don't normally

talk to retards.

Pretty easy to make fun

of some people, huh?

I could make

a whole lot of fun out of you.

I'll take this one.

He thinks

he's taking care of you.

He does.

Without his guns,

I'd be dead by now.

Without you,

he'd be dead by now.

Fair trade.

Riley, these guys are coming.

Gentlemen and lady.

Mr. Kaufman thought

you could use some support.

Don't need any.

Nevertheless. Manolete.

Manolete,

named after the bullfighter.

Monica.

You can call me Motown.

Pillsbury.

I'm here to do something.

Why are we standing around?

Let's do something.

We taking the jeep?

The Woody.

It's bigger, has guns.

Jeez. Cholo made a mess. No.

Cholo didn't do all this.

This is stenches.

A lot of them.

Maybe still here.

That's where they came in.

Look.

That's where they went out.

Trying to get to the city.

I'm going to go get the ammo.

Crank up the Woody, Charlie.

Make sure

she doesn't hurt herself.

I can take care of myself,

okay?

Fine. Charlie, make sure

she doesn't hurt anyone else.

You, come with me.

Walkers, Mr. Denbo?

And moving toward the city.

They'll never get across the river.

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