Night of the Living Dead: Resurrection Page #2

It's a cold bath.

There, let's clean up the bite.

Get some wet cloths,

cool him down a bit.

- Mom?

- It's okay.

I think he's got a bit of an infection.

We'll look after him, clean him up.

He's gonna be fine.

Go watch telly with your sister,

see if there's any more news.

- TV's not working.

- What?

Either there's no signal

or something's knocked the dish.

I don't know.

I'Il... I'll go outside.

No, it's not worth the risk!

We need information.

- I'll take the gun.

- Gerald!

I know.

You okay?

Is he okay?

He's passed out.

Mom thinks he'll be okay.

I've been trying 999.

Any luck?

Text anyone?

Everyone.

Any replies?

Nothing so far.

You got the Internet

on that phone?

- I've got Witter.

- And?

Apocalypse is trending.

Ahh.

"I saw the dead,

great and small alike,

standing before the throne.

Books were opened,

and then another book was opened...

'The Book of the Living. '

And the dead were judged

according to what they have done,

as recorded in the books.

Then the sea gave up its dead,

death...

and the world of the dead

gave up the dead they held.

And all were judged

according to what they had done.

Those whose names

were not in 'The Book of the Living'

were thrown into the lake of fire. "

Bamps, how is it you can remember

chunks from the Bible

but never remember my birthday?

Sh*t.

He's cooling down now, thank God.

It must be rabies or something.

Hopefully we got it under control.

He'll be fine.

We'll look after him.

Kev, can you help me

move him to his bedroom?

Of course.

Sam?

No.

- I'm sorry, Jen.

- What?

No! He was getting better!

- Mom.

- Sam!

- Mom!

- Sammy!

Get her out of here!

Go!

Oh, f***!

Where's the gun?

- No! No killing him!

- He's one of those things!

Please get the gun.

I've got the gun.

Gerald, Sam's turned

into one of those things.

He bit me.

We need to put him out of his misery.

Gerald, he got better!

His temperature came down!

He had no pulse!

He got bit, he died,

and then he bit me.

Okay, Kevin.

When I say...

open the door.

Now.

Shut... shut the door.

- What?

- Shut the f***ing door!

You need to shoot him!

He's family.

He's not your son.

He's dead.

They get bit, they die,

they come back biting.

So, if I shoot him,

then I should shoot you, huh?

Sh*t.

I'm washing out the infection.

I know.

I think I got it early enough.

Pass us that tea towel there.

Try to cut off the circulation.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry what I said about Sam,

but... you saw him.

He's one of those crazy things.

Well, maybe they can cure him.

Ah! Who?

The emergency services.

Maybe.

How you feeling?

Me? I'm fine, I think.

I'm on autopilot.

How's Kevin Junior?

Quiet, thank God.

Jennifer?

Do you think you could keep

an eye on Bamps for me?

He's distraught.

We haven't told him about Sam.

I'll put the kettle on.

- Look, Karen, I'm sorry...

- Kevin.

Come and help me a second

in the living room.

I know you did the right thing.

I know that Sam

is one of those things.

I looked at that thing up there...

that's not my boy.

But I can't shoot him.

Gerald, if you want me

to do it, I will.

No.

No.

He's still family.

Karen believes

there's still a chance

and I won't take that

bit of hope away from her.

We'll leave him where he is

till help comes or...

he becomes dangerous.

Then I'll do it.

Okay, Gerald.

Thanks, Karen.

I'm just going to wash up.

Thanks, love. Sit down.

Oh, thank you, Jennifer.

How you feeling now, Bamps?

Oh, I'm all right.

I'm all right now.

Do you really think it's the apocalypse?

I don't know or sure.

But it sounds like it might be.

You sound happy.

No no, I'm not happy, no.

I mean, I know we'll all enter

the Kingdom of Heaven

and meet our Lord.

But I had rather hoped

that you and Mandy

would experience more of life's joys

before Judgment Day.

Not now.

What?

Your mom and dad are

in the next room.

Your sister, my wife, is upstairs,

with my unborn child,

and your brother just died.

For God's sake.

You all right, love?

Do you want a cuppa?

No thanks, Mom.

Is Bamps okay?

Sleeping.

Too much excitement, I think.

Any luck with that radio?

Can't believe that old thing

even works.

It was a wedding gift

from Bamps and Nana.

I found something in Arab language

about half an hour ago,

but... nothing in English.

Whatever they were saying...

they didn't sound very happy.

Well, what about your mobile?

Nothing.

No messages or calls.

I'm not sure if Witter's still working

or just that no one's posted

anything in over an hour.

What was the last thing

they were posting?

- You don't want to know.

- We need to know.

Do you reckon this

is the end of the world?

Bamps does.

He thought it was the end of the world

when we got that new microwave.

Do you remember, Ger?

Oh, aye.

Started quoting "Revelations. "

Jennifer, nails.

Really?

You're worried about my nails?

Don't bite your nails, girls.

Damn it.

Wait a sec. Is that Welsh?

- Aye, sounds like.

- Great.

The only other survivors in the U.K.

Are militant Welsh speakers.

Who are they?

They're not grouped together.

They're walking in plain sight.

They're those things.

Please tell me

you'll shoot them this time.

If anyone tries to harm this family,

I will end 'em.

Sam.

Sounded like it came

from the bedroom.

Bamps.

Jennifer.

I'll go.

He's probably just

letting us know he's woken up.

Bamps, you're up.

Do you want me to get Mom?

- Do you want your pills?

- Jenny!

It's Bamps. He's better.

Bamps?

- Dad?

- Stay down there!

No!

Kev?

Yeah?

Is... is the baby okay?

Yeah. Kevin Junior's

gonna be just fine.

He's strong like his mom.

Silly.

I told you it's a girl.

Okay, okay.

Well, Kevin Junior's

a fine name for a girl.

Mom would kill you

if you called her that.

Is Bamps okay?

Bamps is fine.

Just needed his medicine.

Come on, love,

let's get you in your bed.

Can't have you lying there

on the floor.

Dad will help.

Gently, gently. Gently.

- Your dad's got you.

- I've got you. You're all right.

Here.

You're gonna be all right, darling.

Mommy's got you.

I want the gun.

Jennifer needs you now.

Gerald, those two are now

a liability for the whole family.

Those two are family.

They've just about killed

all the family I was gonna have.

How many more family members

of yours are gonna die?

Kevin, go downstairs, get a drink

and take five minutes to calm down.

Then come back up here

and look after your wife.

F***.

Mom's wrapped her up well.

She said she should survive.

Oh my God. No.

- Don't.

- I'm sorry.

Don't ever.

I care about you.

It was a mistake,

a stupid mistake.

I know.

I'm gonna be a father soon.

I can't be messing around

with her kid sister.

Look, whatever it was for you,

I love you...

ever since Jen first

brought you home.

Do you think Bill and Sam

should be left alone

- to hurt the rest of us?

- They're locked away.

I can't believe those folks

have lasted this long.

Kevin, please, I'm sorry,

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