Night of the Living Dead: Resurrection

- Stop, stop.

- Is it? Oh, okay. It's a cute shot.

Hold still. Hold it.

Just hurry up with the shot.

Are you taping this?

Hang on, I got it.

- Taping now?

- Yeah, ready when you are.

Somebody want to count me in?

One, two...

three!

Oh!

Steady.

You hurt my hand, you prick!

Oi, mate, get us some cans

from the shop, will you?

Um, how old are you?

Old enough to give

your old ass a kick in.

Now here's a fiver.

Eight cans, Super Strength.

All right?

Eight cans, Super Strength.

Bender!

Oh sh*t.

Hello?

Hello?

Can I pay for these?

Hello?

Sorry, I'm a customer

and there doesn't appear

to be anybody out f...

Where's that bender gone?

Better hurry up.

I'm starting to sober up here.

Oh, here he is.

You all right, sunshine?

Oi, mate,

forgetting something?

Was he a mong

before he went into the shop?

He's not a mong.

Look at his face.

He's got Ebola or AIDS

or something.

See something you like, pedo?

Hey, guys, I think he likes me!

Somebody want to count me in?

One...

- What the f***?

- F*** off, mate,

or you'll end up like this twat!

F*** me,

that's one f***ed up bite.

Motherf***er went

Mike Tyson on your face.

- I think I'm dying.

- Oh, you poof.

There's blood all over my touch screen.

I can't phone the ambulance.

You guys need to step away

from your friend, all right?

- He's been bitten.

- F*** off, eight ball!

Told you he had AIDS.

Just don't say I didn't

warn you, all right?

- I really need to go to the hospital.

- I'm not touching you.

If I catch your AIDS,

there's no way Kate will suck me off.

Dear boys and girls

of the Internet,

we see a dead f***.

Anybody else need a piss?

Do you expect me to talk?

...to a standstill.

Doctor Chandler,

are you able to venture any theories

from the medical perspective?

I wish I could.

From what I've heard,

the first few isolated cases

were diag...

...Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease.

CJD? Mad Cow?

An evolved strain, yes.

Doctors believe that the symptoms...

muscle twitches, poor coordination,

seizures and delirium...

are similar.

...appears to spread through

blood-on-blood contact

or saliva-on-blood contact.

A virus that can be transmitted by bite.

So you're saying it wasn't CJD?

Yes. Look,

what you've got to appreciate

is that the sufferers

are extremely violent.

So doctors were limited

in correctly diagnosing the illness.

But it soon became clear

that the patients'

heart rates had stopped.

- Stopped?

- Or slowed.

And how's that?

Come on.

...this phenomena being

ventured by religious groups.

Shirley Sawyer

of the Westboro Baptist Church,

the West Wales-based

organization notorious

for picketing soldiers' funerals

and its vehement

anti-homosexual stance,

released the following statement.

"If you say that it's okay to be gay,

you're looking at a doomed people.

When you say gay pride,

you have obviously given over

any notion that you're sinning.

What is happening now

is God's judgment on you

for indulging in or condoning

hedonistic lifestyles. "

Come on, come on.

"Everything about this world has become

vacuous and shallow, and you've

- all lost sight of God's message. "

- Pick up, pick up, pick up.

Babs, Babs, it's Ben!

I've finally picked up

a signal, all right?

If you get this message,

just stay put, all right?

I'm trying to get to you.

The motorway's closed,

so I'm trying to use the country roads.

All right?

So just stay put, okay?

I'm coming

to get you, Barbara.

This radio station neither

condones nor supports...

Oh, come on.

Sh*t.

Hello?

Is there anyone there?

Gerald?

Gerald?

Gerald?

It was another one

of those... crazy people.

He was trying to get in.

Jesus.

- Didn't he call out?

- Aye, I... I think so.

The crazies so far haven't talked.

What?

None of them have talked.

I didn't know.

He was banging on the door.

Don't worry about it.

- "Don't worry about it"?

- Yeah.

He might have been a crazy.

Only an idiot or somebody

off his face on drugs

comes to the middle of nowhere

and starts banging

on the door like that.

Maybe.

Either way,

you were protecting your family.

I'd have done exactly the same thing.

Oh yeah?

It was the heat of the moment.

Wonder if the family

would feel the same way.

They don't need to know.

Kevin?

Dad?

It's okay, Jen.

Another one of those things again.

Are you okay?

We're fine.

Just shook up.

It's not like putting down cattle.

Go inside, sweetheart.

There's a good girl.

Tell your mother we're okay.

Kevin and I are just

going to clean up. Go on.

Okay, Dad.

Jen, be careful, okay?

Kevin Junior, remember?

Your Lucy is just fine.

She's got a dad and granddad

looking after her.

So...

are we gonna stick him out

in the shed with the others?

It feels more like

we should bury this one.

There's no way to do that

and not draw attention from the family.

God forgive me.

Everything's fine.

The gunshots?

Dad killed another one of them.

He's cleaning it up.

Hey, Sammy.

You okay?

Not really, sis.

I feel like pissing my pants.

It will be okay.

Dad will protect us.

And Kevin.

We'll be fine.

Dad got enough bullets for them all?

No.

If we're not going to bury him,

the least we can do

is lay him out proper.

Okay, Gerald,

let's just do this quick.

Oh, thank you,

Sweet Pea.

How you feeling?

Oh, I've been better.

Have you taken your pills, Bamps?

- Huh?

- Have you taken your pills?

- Time again already?

- I'll go get them for you.

Where would I be

without my angels?

Hey, Gerald.

Are we going in?

Sure.

You know, I was thinking...

maybe we should all jump in the car

and try to get to

somewhere more populated.

Populated...

means more of these things.

Maybe, but it means more help.

No.

We're safer here.

This is my family.

This is our home.

You okay?

Not really.

You?

I'm fine.

I'm just worried about Sam.

I think he's in shock.

Come on.

Sam.

- Sam?

- Sammy, you okay?

Girls, how long

has Sammy been like this?

He hasn't said anything

since Mom left the room.

- We were just...

- Sam!

Sam! Sam!

Dad?

- Oh.

- I'm really hot.

Ah, you'll be okay, Sammy.

Your mom's gonna run you a bath,

cool you down.

Mandy, love, give me a hand.

Mandy!

No no no,

Jenny, you sit down.

You can't be lifting now.

Come on.

Kevin!

Jenny, sit down!

Kevin, give me a hand

getting Sammy into the bathroom.

It's all right, love.

Come on. You're okay, lad.

- Come on, Sam.

- Come on. I got you, boy.

Come on then, come on.

Come on, Sammy, I've got you.

- That's it. There you go. Sit.

- Watch his back.

Sit yourself down, lad.

Sit down.

Sit down.

He's burning up.

Strip him off. Get him in.

Sammy, have you hurt yourself?

I'm sorry, Mom.

What happened?

One of the crazies bit me.

I'm sorry.

Don't be daft. Shh.

- You should have told me.

- Karen...

Right, let's get these clothes off.

Get you cleaned up.

Ger, can you get

the first-aid kit, please?

Yeah.

It's boiling!

No, Mom! No!

No!

It's not hot.

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