Night of the Living Dead 3D: Re-Animation Page #3

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Yeah, I bought grass from this

guy once. What happened to him?

I'm sure he died.

Die with ... or what?

- We gonna take care of this guy first.

- Right now?

You mean embalm Mr Hadley.

I think wait around

for a bit and come back.

Oh no, I'm cool. I was on top of

all this when Bobby was here.

- Alright, but don't stay too close.

- He's not going to bite.

Yeah, it actually takes like

a whole lot to make me sick.

WHNZ news time 8 o'clock.

In local news, for you fans of Sister Sara

the new book tour make a stop

tomorrow at the Hinzmanville Mall

where she'll be signing her

new book "Getting In There".

Well, that's enough of that.

Hope you don't mind

drinking a beer with your eggs.

Coffee would have been preferable.

I'm out of coffee. There is not a

whole lot else in the house. I'm sorry.

For water running I get cold water.

- Bottled water?

- Just regular tap water.

No!

I never drink tap water.

Afraid of what's in it?

You think fluoride is the only

thing they put in the water?

Perfect paranoia,

is perfect preparedness.

Well, what suits you,

don't usually suit me.

That's the way it's been, ain't it?

Yup.

Something like that.

So ...

You really haven't done a

thing with this house, have you?

Look around, little brother.

This is your million dollar show place!

Just can't get pass it.

Dad's death.

Yes, I know.

He's everywhere I look.

I just wasn't ready for it.

It's been 30 years in that place with him.

Maybe it's better

you just sell it, Gerald.

Whatever in the

house, just let it go.

- It's like dad.

- Live in the here and now.

The here and now sitting in front of

me, wants money. Demands money.

But I don't much care.

I got big problems.

The oven in the crematorium?

Just get it fixed.

Ain't that simple. Give me that

beer if you ain't gonna drink it.

Well. I'm here now.

Let your brother help.

- You think you want to know my problems?

- Absolutely.

Like sh*t, I'll tell you.

It was a good idea to take a break.

I thought you'll chill up with

like beer or something.

This is a good idea.

- This is good stuff.

- Yeah.

Zombies?

I didn't call them that. You did.

I don't know nothing about zombies.

Okay.

Wait.

Let's get this straight.

So you're telling me ...

That there are corpses

at the mortuary ...

and they're moving ...?

At the crematorium.

Yeah, they're moving.

Some of them are getting up.

Okay. Alright.

So, let me ask you.

Do they move fast

or do they move slow?

Are they shamblers

or are they sprinters?

Well, they move real slow,

Harold. They are dead.

Romero zombies.

Okay.

Well.

- I believe I will have that beer now.

- No, no, no. I'll get it.

You stay put.

You have reached the law offices

of Boyle, Snyder and Wright.

If you know your party's

extension, press it now.

Hey Dan, it's Harold.

Listen. I think I have what we

need to deal with my brother.

I want you to look into

mental incompetence,

and I will call you at

the office in the morning.

Thank you.

Bye.

Why didn't you say that

you went to school there?

I didn't.

She's a necro.

What?

- What is that?

- I like dead people.

You mean ... like sex?

Don't be silly.

No, not like that.

That is awesome!

Jesus, Gerald!

How could this have

even gotten started?

Daddy had a side business going for

years. Government deal medical waste.

Federal government?

Daddy would accept stuff they didn't

want to report. So, they rolled on in.

He just burned whatever they

brought along that paid him cash.

Really?

Sh*t storm started about

a couple of weeks ago.

That company delivered

a real thick body bag.

Okay.

And?

Well, I have heard about incidents

like this, as a matter of fact.

- Government. CRAC.

- Crack?

- This ain't about drugs, Harold.

- No, no, no ...

It is an anachronism, Gerald.

Initials. C.R.A.C stands for ...

Corpse Re-Animation Cover-up. Don't you

read "The Grudge Report"? Cover-ups.

Socialist-run internment camps.

Area 51, that ring a bell to you?

Jesus. And ...

Zombie operation.

Pittsburgh in 1968 and then '78.

And Louisville in 1985 and

again in Pittsburgh in 1990.

They say that one is very similar to

the outbreak in '68 only more gory.

Pittsburgh. Pittsburgh.

That is where it all started.

According to the "Grudge Report"

That city is the zombie

capital of the world.

And Hinzmanville

is not that far away.

How do you know

so much about this sh*t?

- From the internet, so it must be true.

- Jesus, Harold.

Even I know you can't believe

everything you read on the internet.

I mean, let me ask you something.

Will you hear this about everything

on the internet being true.

On the internet?

So, what? You think

I'm a drunk or a crazy?

Oh, no, no, no.

- Yeah.

- No.

Well, I'll show you.

Cristie?

Hey, you okay, Cristie?

- Are you okay?

- I told you we should have told her.

You've done E before, right?

E?

Ecstasy.

Russell's second income.

Hey. You cool, you cool ....

You should chill out for a little bit.

You don't believe me? We'll go

over to the mortuary right now.

Come on, Gerald, it's late!

You've been drinking, you can't drive.

- You can drive a stick shift, can't you?

- Of course. Yes.

Here you go. When we get over

there we'll both sober up real quick.

Alright fine. But we're

stopping to get coffee.

I want you at least a little sober

so this isn't a total waste of time.

Close that.

Oh, my God!

Oh, God!

This. Put a dab under your nose.

Oh, my God.

Gerald! There must a

hundred bodies in here.

I figured you are a 2nd

Amendment kind of guy.

- I'll stick to my shovel.

- A shotgun?

You gave me a shotgun.

What are we walking into here?

You stay right behind me now.

If you trying shock them on

me, mission accomplished.

- Be careful. That thing is loaded.

- Right. Right.

Oh, my God!

Help me.

Harold!

What is this?

You remember that Tea Bag

or express bus accident?

Happened a few days ago,

you probably heard about it.

I did. I had no idea

they were brought here.

Oh, no.

These are good Americans.

The guru, Dirk Ermey, was at the wheel.

Drove them all right into a ditch.

Oh no.

They started coming back

to life about two weeks ago.

A few days before that,

the company brought up this

new protective light body bag.

There was something real strange,

real corrosive in that bag.

Daddy accepted everything they

brought in, put it in the fire real quick.

But you didn't do that.

There was something special in them.

Gerald!

What?

Gerald, why didn't you just burn

these bodies and get rid of them?

- The fire.

- What?

You weren't around,

so you wouldn't know.

Daddy always handle

the cremation himself.

I couldn't even help him.

I tried.

But I never could.

Okay, so you ... just

took the bodies and the money.

- This was never about money.

- Okay.

When daddy passed, I just kind

of lost it for a couple of weeks,

and a couple of weeks

became a couple of months.

And then you know,

things just pile up on you.

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