Senior Cut Day: The Movie

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Where are we?

Hey, Henson, give me the map.

Huh?

The map... give me the map.

Yeah, I got it. I got it.

You need help?

Yeah... no, I got it.

I'm fine.

I'm all right.

Hang in there.

All right.

I think we passed through

Winchester a week ago.

We headed south,

using Route 2.

If we're averaging

Right? 20 miles? You think

we're doing 20 miles a day?

I don't think

it's that much, with him.

Well, that would put us

somewhere around here then,

in this sh*t.

What am I missing here, Rick?

Look, this small ridge

about five miles

west of here

and over those hills

with the river running parallel...

rocky terrain

provides protection;

the river provides

a water source.

It's a perfect place

for them.

Oh, yeah, we should go there then.

Let's pick up the pace.

Quietly.

Let's go.

Rick, this is f***ing bullshit.

There's no way in hell we're doing this.

This is a bad idea.

What are you thinking?

What am I thinking?

Okay...

those storm clouds

are coming back

and I'm worried about

Henson getting soaked.

Hey, don't f***ing bring me

into this, man.

- You can't even stand.

- He's right.

We're cornering ourselves.

Yeah, well, this is not

about us, Adam.

- F*** this, Rick.

- Adam, please stop.

- Oh, so I don't get a say?

- Enough already.

No tracks.

That's a start.

Let's go, kid.

And a basement.

Flashlight.

Anything?

Clear.

Hey.

Just relax, okay?

Relax.

Lie down.

Okay?

- Keep warm.

Oh, man.

Do I get a bedtime story, too?

Oh, sure.

Once upon a time

there was an idiot

called Henson.

Look, I don't like

this place at all.

It seems like

no one has been

in or around here

for a long time,

which is good.

So we rest, we stay dry

and get the hell out

as soon as the rain lets up.

Inventory. Sound off.

Well, I'm still at nine.

I am at eight and three.

Ooh, that is hot.

Kid?

Only six.

Not too good.

How are my babies?

Dude, you're getting

way too creepy with those seeds.

Next you'll be naming them.

I already have...

Hope and Faith.

Oh, my God,

you're serious, aren't you?

Mock if you will,

but these are our future,

once we find

a nice place.

Jesus Christ, Rick.

Do me a favor, man.

Not today.

Adam, Adam.

Hey, Adam, hold on.

So what's cooking?

This is the last of the dried rabbit

that we traded for.

And we've got two more

of these mystery suckers left.

That's it.

Guys, we need to find

more food.

Hey!

Do you think Susan is dead?

Susan Markunis

from high school?

You still think about her?

No.

Remember...

remember her and Jenny

at the lake?

Holy sh*t.

Do you remember that?

Of course.

Oh, man.

It feels like years ago now.

Well, it was.

You think she's dead?

You think Susan's dead...

all these people,

all our friends?

Do I think they're dead?

Yeah. I mean,

is it just us now?

I f***ing know they're dead.

You know, she was nice.

She had those...

Susan was a b*tch

to you, Rick.

Everybody knew that

but you.

She was a b*tch.

Thank you.

You know,

it's weird, thinking about it.

Yeah, don't.

So, preference?

Well, anything

that still has a front door

is always a good sign.

Hey, it's gonna be fine,

just like it always is.

Five minutes, no more.

Watch the clock.

The safety's off.

It's fully loaded.

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

Lock the doors.

I'll be right back.

Two honks

if you see anything.

Yes, yes, yes, Yes, yes...

- No!

No!

No!

Make a wish.

I know. It's okay.

It's okay.

Nice day, huh?

Burning gold there.

What are we celebrating?

I know.

Might as well be today.

I know everybody's pretty much

lost somebody...

Don't.

I just need to know.

I just wait to die.

Okay?

Yeah.

We shouldn't stay here.

Come on, get this off me.

Hey, Henson, get some water.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Come on, man.

- Thanks, man.

- Are you all right?

I'm burning

from the inside out.

I've had worse

hangovers, though.

You ready to get

the f*** out of here?

Yeah, I'm ready.

All right, here, get your shirt.

We've been here too long.

It's time to start moving again.

There you go.

He's not going anywhere.

You look terrible.

Sorry, baby, but you do.

- The skies are clearing.

- You hear what I said?

He can't even barely stand up.

What, are we gonna leave him here?

We're sitting ducks right now.

We got to go.

Adam, stop, all right?

Jesus, if he can't walk,

it won't matter if we stay or go.

- Hey, I can manage. Let's go.

- That's right. He can manage.

Wait, not at the speed

that you need to.

We stay the night.

When was the last time we had

a roof over our heads anyway?

Hey.

We have a protocol, right?

Right. And what's more

important right now, Adam? Hope...

Oh, don't give me that bullshit.

We got to go,

and we got to go right now.

There's no discussion.

We stay

until Henson is

strong enough again.

- Okay, okay.

- We make use of the light.

Adam and I will salvage

what we can from the house.

Ladies, you're on trapping duty.

F***.

It's pointless,

and you know it.

It is not pointless.

Haven't even heard a f***ing

bird chirp in over two years.

If you got anything more to say,

now's the time.

Hey, man,

I've already said it,

but we've always agreed

it was your call.

Oh, but this isn't

about that, is it?

Hello?

Yep, I'm listening.

Rick, come here.

Oh, my God.

Can you at least try to pretend

to look for tracks?

You know what?

Now don't get me wrong,

you can definitely handle yourself

with that thing,

but since you hooked up

with us,

you barely said a word.

Those three guys back there...

they grew up together.

That's how they've managed

to stay tight through this sh*t.

And I've been riding

with them since,

I don't know, back when

there were 12 of us.

Now I get it, you're into this

whole lone wolf thing, yeah.

That's fine.

But maybe it would help

overall morale

if you just interjected yourself

just once in a while,

said something... anything.

I mean, what is going on?

We're a family.

Either be part of it or don't.

Do you understand?

That's what I thought.

What the f*** is this?

Hope and Faith, buddy.

Henson, you got to come

take a look at this.

Really?

A dirty-ass basement?

I hate f***ing surprises, man.

Don't f***ing surprise me

with bullshit.

- Oh, you don't like surprises?

- What you got, man?

All right,

surprise.

- Oh.

- Look at that sh*t.

- F*** me, man.

We got food?

Oh, we got food, man.

Lots of food. Look at this...

corned beef. We got sardines.

Tuna fish. What do you like?

What do you like?

I like it all, man.

Oh, I like it all.

- Let's do it.

Oh, sh*t.

- Are you all right, man?

- Yeah.

Are you strong enough

to carry this upstairs?

Whatever I carry, I eat.

That's the spirit.

Plenty to go around.

Four cans of tuna.

I'm gonna bite a hole

in one of these cans in a minute.

Seven cans of tuna, okay.

F*** this. I'm hungry.

I'm not waiting.

- Oh, yeah. I'm not waiting.

- Boys, I got to tell you,

I think staying here

was the right call.

What's this?

Rocks? Who the f***

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