Pandemic Page #3
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2016
- 91 min
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It's hard to believe, isn't it?
Those people that attacked us...
what do they want?
Get various supplies, a way back in, food.
Are you the suburbs are as bad?
Don't let that fool you.
- Did you have family here?
- My husband and my daughter.
Did they make it out?
I haven't heard from them
since all of this started.
If the outbreak had happened...
a couple of days different
on either end, I would've...
I should've been there.
There's one theory you can cross off.
The rapture would've sucked
his dumb ass right up.
Shouldn't you ask him to stop
and check for uninfected?
- We're not stopping.
- They're trying to preserve the population.
We're pickin' up guinea pigs.
You really think it's conspiracy sh*t?
Once the docs run outta people
they'll turn to us. Am I wrong?
What am I asking you for?
You don't know sh*t.
If we get back,
ask Greer about Quarantine A,
about what he plans to do with these
survivors. He'll tell you I'm right.
The only thing I'm stoppin' for is Denny's.
I am f***in' starvin'.
- Isn't there food at the compound?
- No, not for us. We have to earn our keep.
but it could be worse.
Most of them die of starvation.
Not all of us live in
the first-class camp, Dr. Chase.
- Oh, sh*t. Stop the bus!
- Dude, you see somethin'?
Yeah. Stop the bus.
I'm gonna take a lap around the block.
Make sure this ain't no trap.
Either this bus stops moving
or you stop moving.
Stop the bus.
Oh, my God.
Sorry.
Help me! Help... help me.
Get off.
- Grab her.
- Oh, my God.
Thanks.
Nice shot.
- Thanks.
- Where the hell were you?
I'm the only one who knows how
to drive this b*tch. I ain't riskin' sh*t.
Did you find anything inside?
Hey...
the school's like three blocks
from here, so...
I'm gonna keep us movin'. Cool?
Yeah.
Have...
Have you ever...
heard of infecteds...
eating people?
No.
Why?
Did you see something?
We're here.
Shall we?
Let's do it.
Open the door.
F***in' sauna in here. I can't see sh*t.
Well, it looks like nobody's home.
Maybe they all left.
Yes. Yes.
Yeah, somebody help me push this.
Yeah, baby. Jackpot.
- Oh, my God.
- Wheeler, you can't take your helmet off.
What's it matter?
It's not like it's airborne.
We have to keep going.
We have to keep looking for survivors.
F*** that. Don't you wanna eat?
I'll help you look.
- Yeah.
- Don't go far.
Yo!
They got raspberry.
Sh*t. They got steak. What?
Yo, can I ask you somethin'?
What you think of the doc?
Please...
Sh*t.
I'm gonna check out a few more of
these rooms. You go ahead. I'll catch up.
Okay.
Please, pick up.
Megan? Megan, sweetheart, is that you?
- Mom?
- Hi. Hi, baby. How are you?
- Mom, is that you?
- Yes. Yes, it's me. I'm here.
Are you okay? Where are you?
Are you at the house?
- Yeah.
- Why haven't you been answering?
Dad said to only turn it on once a day.
Where is your father? Is he there?
He left to find help.
- I'm scared. Please.
- I know, baby. I know you are.
But you're doing great. Okay?
I want you to listen to me.
I'm coming to get you.
and I love you more than anything.
So, you stay put
and I'm gonna be there soon, okay.
Megan?
Megan?
- Sh*t.
- You all right?
Yeah.
You call for us?
I found something.
Let's go.
- What?
- Here.
All right.
It's barricaded from the inside.
Hello?
It's okay. I won't hurt you.
Where are the others?
Is... is that your child?
Please. Take it.
- Please take it.
- Stand back, ma'am.
- Step back.
- Put your gun down. Put it down.
It's okay. It's okay.
We're not gonna hurt you.
It's okay. It's okay.
Are there other people here with you?
- Just take him, please. He's not infected.
- That's great.
I'm gonna have to give him
a blood test to make sure, okay.
But he's not infected. Take him.
I know. Just... just put him down
right in front of you.
His name's Jeffrey.
He cries a lot, but it'll pass.
I'm sorry. I can't take him.
But... you have to. He can't stay here.
You have children? He's all I have left.
- I'm so sorry. I can't take him.
- But you said you'd take him.
It's okay. We can can come back for him.
Are there other people here with you?
- But you're here now. Take him now.
- Lower your f***in' voice.
- F*** her, let's go.
- Let's go. Come on. Let's go.
- Take him.
- We have to go now.
Please. Take him! Take him.
Take him! Take him!
How many you kill today?
This ain't no different.
Let's go. Come on.
We're leaving. Let's go.
Now.
Denise!
- What the f*** are you doing?
- We have to finish this.
- Help me, Gunner. Please. Please.
- All right, all right, all right.
Move to the side. Move.
Holy sh*t.
We're too late.
What a f***in' waste.
No. You heard Denise.
Mission's over. We should go.
F*** is that?
Run. Run.
Denise, get somethin'
- Come on, goddamn it. Feel it.
- Gunner... I really do.
All right, come on. Let's move, move, move.
We need to get to the bus now.
F*** this.
We can't jump from here.
We'll break our legs.
I don't care. Open the window.
- You can't open it?
- Wheeler they're nailed shut.
Move damn it. Move.
Take this. You got it?
Okay.
- Gunner!
- Go. I'll be right behind you. Go.
Oh, my God.
- Give me the gun.
- What? No.
- Give it to me!
- Why? So you can leave us?
- Fine. F***ing die with it.
- Wheeler? Sh*t.
You okay?
Let's go.
- Where do we go?
- I don't know.
Come on. You'll catch your breath later.
- You have a cellphone?
- No. Call the control center.
How do I do that?
Hello? Control, this is Dr. Chase, 314.
Is anybody there?
Hello? This is Team 314. Is anybody there?
We must be outta range.
How we gonna get back to the compound?
It's too far to walk back.
We need to find a place to hide
until Dr. Greer sends out the next team.
How long will that take? I can't wait.
We don't have a choice. It's almost dark.
They'll be ten times as many of them.
Pull it together. Let's go.
Why can't we just take one of these?
Because the X's mean
the gas is sucked out.
- How many bullets do you have left?
- Two.
For us.
Sh*t. I think someone's coming.
- The van over there.
- Okay.
F***ing starving.
- We're moving to the next block.
- Almost gone.
His feet...
I think they're gone.
Are you all right?
Yeah. Let's go.
What was his name again?
Josh. He would've been eight.
I told you maybe he was lucky
not to see all this.
That's the lie I tell myself.
I want his clothes. I want his smell.
I want his room. I...
I want him, not this f***ing picture.
Denise,
I spoke with my daughter. She's alive.
Oh, my God, Lauren.
I don't know what to say.
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