Plan 9 Page #3
-Nilbog PD.
Chief. Kelton's over at the
Robertson laboratory with Lucy Grimm.
what's going on.
Chief?
Right. Get Henry, Trevor
and Becky on the line,
have 'em gear up and meet us
at the Robertson lab.
We're gonna have
to assess this situation
and deal with the issues
one at a time, people.
-Yes, sir.
-Get a car.
Chief Simpson here.
B*tch.
-Hey.
-What would you have me do?
Let them in here to kill us all?
You saw what they did
to that guy out there.
-F*** you.
-Hey, hey, calm down, Jeff.
All right.
Got more of our buddies
out there dancing.
I need to get to Paula.
They look...
this is the boss man...
wbog.
With this some
words of advice.
I've spoken
to the local heroes
at the police department,
and they have told me
to advise you
to go home and lock up.
Apparently
this Halloween spirit
out there
It's best to leave them alone.
Lock up until this
thing blows over.
Boss man Mike will be here
keeping you advised all night.
On what's going on out there.
But for now,
we are going to cut back
to another oldie
looking forward to getting
you flight to foot
back to the homestead...
WBOG.
Help me!
Ridiculous.
Doesn't make any sense.
What the hell would
cause those men
to go rabid like that?
Open your eyes.
They ain't people.
Okay, Jimmy.
You got the floor now.
Justin and I were at the
graveyard when it happened.
Their hands.
That was
coming up,
out the of the ground.
Then we saw their eyes.
And they saw us.
They're not just
from the graveyard either.
Tons of them came charging out of
the hospital over on Winchester.
This isn't
a horror movie, boys.
Trust me. I know.
People don't crawl
out of their graves
and reek havoc.
It's overplayed anyway.
No, the boys are right.
That's John swails out there.
We buried him three weeks ago.
And I'm pretty sure
he was dead when we did it.
He doesn't
look dead now.
No, he doesn't.
The phones are down.
The only thing on the
radio is boss man Mike.
He says we should lock ourselves
inside and stay away from them.
Wait a minute.
In the movies...
When you get bit by a zombie,
you become a zombie.
-Enough said.
-No, no.
-Let's hear another theory?
-Hey hey hey hey!
Hey, stop!
Come on, Jimmy.
Now we're all scared.
Okay, we have no idea what
we're dealing with out there.
But I'm pretty sure
we're not dealing
with some zombies
from the movies, agreed?
Agreed?
I read a book, telling me
how to deal with these...
Things.
If there was
ever an outbreak.
Now, I'm not sure
what number it was
but I'm pretty sure it was
close to the number one rule,
not to let your bitten
friends live.
It was just
a book, Jimmy.
Let's not go killing
each other just yet.
Until we figure out
what we're dealing with, okay?
Okay?
Everything...
Seems wrong.
We need a plan.
That's right,
a plan.
Evacuation should be
one of the steps.
So we wait for them to get
here and figure out what to do.
-We need protection.
-Protection?
In case some
of them get in.
-How many are out there?
-Not sure.
How many corpses with
intact hearts are in town?
-What?
-Never mind, I'll explain later.
We need all the ammo and
weaponry you have in your car.
-You mean, going outside?
-That would be where the car is, yes.
Help me, help me!
Somebody!
Stop!
Whoa!
What the f***, Paula?
Move it,
let's move it.
Let's move it back.
Go, go!
We can't stay here.
And why the hell not?
We have food.
We have power.
And how long after we go outside
that door do we become zombies fodder?
Not to say
they're zombies.
There's no other word
I can think of for them
at the moment.
He's right. Where the
hell are we gonna go?
Well eventually they're
gonna find their way in.
So we either try to find
somewhere safer to go,
or we just wait
for them to get in.
Jeff's right.
Maybe we can find someplace
that they're not at.
We can't see zombies,
zombies can't see us, right?
It's okay.
Mom is in a better
place now.
She told us to run,
and that's what we did.
They tore her apart,
Jimmy.
Hey...
Hey!
You listen to me.
I will not let
anything happen to you,
do you understand me?
You are not
going to die.
You're not gonna die.
Well,
what about dad?
The phone lines
are down.
I'm sure he's fine.
the hospital or cemetery.
Hey...
through this whole thing.
And even if he was awake,
he'd want us
to keep moving.
We promised mom, right?
It's time to be brave.
We're with you, Jeff.
We stay, we die.
Here are the keys to my car over
at the gas and sip.
It should fit all of us.
Thank you.
Just make sure
me and my em are safe.
We will.
Hey, it's gonna
be okay, squirt.
It's for burglars.
Big ones.
Figured it might help.
Well,
the front's no good.
Let's try
around back.
I'll come with you
and check it out.
Jimmy, you keep
an eye on everyone
while we're gone, okay?
Okay.
So going outside.
Plan still
hasn't changed.
-So far I'm liking the plan.
-Shut up, Kelton.
Kink in the plan.
Well, at least
they're the slow...
sh*t.
What are you doing,
get inside?
Just... Close that
door and lock up.
We don't want them busting
We gotta keep
the place clean.
And... just the lock...
okay, you can't
hear me anymore.
That's all right, okay.
All right,
you're an action hero.
You're a f***ing
action hero.
Come on.
Do work.
I got 'em.
Nice to see you alive.
-Are you okay?
-We have to find Jeff. He went to Sammy's.
Okay, go inside.
We'll make a plan.
Chief, are you good?
Inside.
Sir.
Awful dark in here, Sammy.
Yeah, the light bulb
busted
and I didn't get
a chance to fix it.
Hey, I think
I found the door.
-Yeah, that's it.
-Open on three?
Ready. Right. One...
sh*t, Sammy.
What do we do?
We gotta keep moving.
First Mac,
now Sammy...
I don't know how much more
of this sh*t I can take.
Hey, I got
two questions.
How did that thing
get in here?
to that woman's car?
Okay.
I'll look out.
You make sure we don't
get blitzed again.
-Okay.
-Okay.
F***.
They're destroying
the whole town.
Where's Henry?
He didn't make it.
Those fucks got 'em.
All right,
understand.
Did you hear me? I said,
they f***ing got Henry.
Becky, you're a cop.
Serve and protect.
Come on.
I want you to keep
an eye out
if you see anything.
If you see anything, no
judgment calls, you radio to me.
-You got that?
-Yes, chief.
All right.
Why are you
locking the door?
There's nothing good
on the other side.
They got Sammy.
Let's get back
to the others.
Right.
Everything here is bad.
I'm not gonna
f***ing die, tonight.
So, Lucy,
what's going on?
And the spotlight's
on me.
Okay.
Been bored
during rendering,
helps keep me sane.
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