Panic in Year Zero! Page #5

It will take time, but she'll be all right.

She's more worried about you

than she is about herself.

About me?

Go talk to her, darling.

I think it'll help you both.

Would you like to come along

and take a look at my rabbit traps?

Maybe this is the day we'll catch one.

Come on.

No rabbit stew tonight.

Sorry, Marilyn.

- I think I'll go back to camp now.

- I'll go with you.

No.

Why don't you get a hammer

and knock them back in?

Hey, we're out of kerosene.

That will mean open fires.

And firewood. That will be your department.

Thanks a lot. An open fire

will be like a neon sign out here.

- You know what I'm thinking of, don't you?

- Carl.

That means we'll have to stand guard

24 hours a day.

Thanks.

Here are the 1:
00 bulletins.

Operation Survival is

rapidly taking effect.

Authorities report that many areas

are responding to discipline.

But control has not yet been established

in many rural and mountain areas.

People in such areas are urged

to maintain strict caution and vigilance.

Established relocation

centers are operating

in the following

sections of this state:

For Los Angeles, Malibu.

For the San Fernando valley,

Thousand Oaks.

The southern portion

of the Sierra Nevada Range, Wheaten.

Wheaton. That's us.

- We can get out of here.

- How far is Wheaten?

135 miles from Claxton.

- People.

- Civilization.

- Some civilization.

- What's the matter, dear?

All our friends are probably dead.

Our house, my school.

Everything's gone. Everything's changed.

Including me.

Harry, she'll be all right

as soon as we get her home.

We're not leaving here.

- But they just said we could.

- If we had to, in an emergency.

What is this? Why can't we go?

There's a lot of country

between here and Wheaton.

So what?

Come on, Harry, tell me. So what?

A lot of the wrong people

heard that broadcast, too.

The roads will be crawling with them.

Do you think we're safer here?

After the Johnsons, Karen, and Marilyn?

I have some measure of control here.

Out there, none.

Now leave me alone, please.

I think Rick kind of likes her.

He could do worse.

She's pretty good with the rifle.

What's that got to do with it?

He can chop firewood,

and she can cover for him.

That's what it's got to do with it.

Guess that's as good a reason

as any nowadays.

Harry, everybody's turning in. You coming?

- What, dear?

- You coming to bed?

No, I'll sit out here for a while.

The gun. Quick. Throw it away.

I just had to find you, sweetheart.

Life at the old farmhouse

just wasn't the same without you.

- Who killed my two buddies?

- I did.

- I did.

- That's not true.

I took Mickey's gun and I shot them.

That's funny, because I took his gun

with me when I left the house.

Now, who dragged the bodies

out to the barn?

Lay off!

Hey, don't lose your cool, boy.

That's no way to talk to a man

with my kind of firepower.

This is a .45.

Rick, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'll go get your father.

How bad is it?

It's pretty bad. He's lost a lot of blood.

This first aid kit is no use at all.

He needs a doctor.

Where's the nearest town?

Claxton. There used to be a doctor there.

Ann, go to the cave, get the distributor

part. We'll meet you at the car.

Marilyn, you stay with me.

Karen, go with your mother

and bring the guns and ammunition.

- You better loosen that tourniquet again.

- I just did.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Secretary of State.

The enemy has requested

an immediate cessation of hostilities.

A meeting is now in progress

to discuss the terms and conditions...

under which peace, not war,

may be declared.

- Year Zero is drawing to a close...

- Does that mean the war is over?

For some people, yes. For us, not yet.

"Resumption of normal broadcasting

is anticipated within the next 12 hours.

Marilyn, where is it?

It's the next turn to the right.

It's about two blocks up.

Anybody here?

What do you want?

- Are you Dr. Strong?

- That's right.

My boy's badly hurt. We need help.

Take that gun out of your belt

and hand it here.

- All right, roll up your sleeves.

- What for?

Never mind what for. Roll up your sleeves.

You look all right. Dope addicts

have been running crazy around here.

- Please, Doctor, my boy.

- All right, bring him in.

Watching you work is like raising

your head up out of mud and slime...

and seeing civilization again.

I thought we'd lost it for good.

Scrape the scabs off

and apply enough strong disinfectant...

there's a chance

civilization might recover.

Doctor...

what are his chances?

The artery was partially severed.

He's lost a critical amount of blood.

An Army advance unit came through

this morning and left me some plasma.

That's all right for shock.

This boy needs whole blood. You have to

get him to Wheaton for transfusions.

Why didn't the Army

leave you whole blood, too?

Because it has to be kept

under refrigeration.

I haven't had electricity

for over two weeks.

Now, don't rough him around.

This patch job I did might not hold.

Can't you come with us?

No, my people are starting to come back.

They're gonna be needing me.

Somebody has to keep the shin bone

connected to the thigh bone.

And even if I went along,

there is not much more I can do for him.

It's only a matter of time now. And prayer.

I'm sorry, Doctor. I can't pay you.

I haven't got any money.

Money was one of the first symbols

that disappeared.

Tell you what I could use, though.

Some ammunition, if you can spare it.

I have a .45, too.

I only have a few.

- I can let you have four.

- Don't short yourself.

It's all right. The war is over. We won.

Well, ding-ding for us.

You have a twisted sense of humor.

Would you feel better if I told you...

that unless this boy has a transfusion

within three hours he's going to die?

Now, you stay on the back roads.

And you keep your gun handy.

Our country is still full of thieving,

murdering patriots.

- How's he doing?

- About the same.

Harry, he's so pale.

How's his pulse?

I can barely feel it.

How much further, Harry?

60 miles, maybe less.

Ann, look at his leg. Check the bandages.

See if he's bleeding again.

Daddy, look. That car's coming back!

Everybody, down. Stay down.

All right, come out of there.

You've got five seconds to come out,

or we start shooting.

Come out with your hands empty

and where we can see them.

All right.

Don't shoot.

My boy's in there.

We got to get him to a hospital.

He's dying!

Get your hands up.

What do you want?

Take anything we've got,

but let us get to the hospital, please!

Where is the boy?

He's in the back seat with me.

Throw it down or we'll cut you to pieces.

A machine gun? You got a machine gun?

You're the Army.

Harry, thank God.

Sorry to shake you up. We're the farthest

patrol out, had to be careful.

- What's wrong with the boy?

- He needs blood in a hurry.

There's an aid station about 10 miles ahead

at Patrol Headquarters.

Where did you come from?

We were up in the mountains

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