State of Emergency Page #2

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You look handsome.

What are you doing up?

I have something for you,

and I couldn't wait.

Oh, is it that time of the year already?

I thought we said

we're gonna save our money for the move.

It's not expensive, please.

Okay, but hurry, I'm gonna be late.

What is it?

Oh, my God, where'd you find this?

I stopped in at John's store to say hi,

and saw it sitting on the top shelf.

I knew you had to have it.

It's just exactly like the one

I had as a kid.

I knew you would love it.

And don't worry

if you didn't get me anything.

Not a big deal. It was just

something to brighten your day.

- I did get you something.

- You didn't forget?

- Two years is hard to forget, Em.

- Okay, where is it?

- Tonight.

- No, come on, please.

What, you just... you wanna know

where it is? Not to open, just to look.

Promise.

Okay, top drawer.

Been waiting a long time

to give you that.

Seems like I've been waiting

since the first day I met you.

Figured what...

what better time than today, you know?

Happy anniversary.

Can I open it?

Tonight.

Can I at least give you an answer?

No.

I have to...

Okay. Looks like, uh,

we're both gonna be working today.

Isn't today your day off?

Yeah, well, accidents don't, uh,

don't take a day off.

Hey, you know what you could do?

- You can make the bed.

- Hmm? What's up?

- I can't...

- Right.

You know what?

I'm already gone, so I can't...

- Yes, um, okay, love you.

- Love you too.

Sorry.

Didn't mean to scare you.

- Do you need to be alone? I can...

- No.

It's all right.

How about a drink?

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

Yeah, we've counted seven so far.

All around the building.

Some closer than others,

and more seem to show up each day.

It's crazy to think that

they might be people we know.

Why aren't we like them?

You know, Julie and I asked ourselves

that same question.

Neither one of us

can think of a logical answer.

So, what's your story?

How'd you end up here at the warehouse?

When I heard the sirens, I headed over

to Robert Benningson's house.

My neighbor across the street.

Door was cracked when I got there.

Something wasn't right

about the whole thing.

We were close with he and his wife,

so I just...

walked in when they didn't respond

to my knocking.

When I got in,

I heard a noise from the back room.

Something I've never heard before.

Curiosity kinda got the best of me so...

I went back there to see what it was.

Opened the door.

And there was Robert.

Then I saw something, I was just...

I'll never forget.

Anyway, I knew he owned this place,

so I grabbed the keys and...

headed here.

I won't keep you. You need some sleep.

What did you see?

What was he doing when you found him?

Eating his wife.

- Hey, Jim, you find anything?

- Yeah, lots of stuff.

- Jesus.

- Look at this.

The answer to all of our problems.

Wow, this stuff has been here a while.

- You find anything in the other rooms?

- Yes, check it out.

Found it in one of the closets.

Maybe if we can run power to it,

then it might pick up

some radio channels from outside.

That's good news, man.

- Well, you hungry?

- Scott, I'm always hungry.

All right, I'll tell Julie

to whip us something up.

You want the soup or the stew?

- I'll have whatever you're having.

- Stew it is.

What are you listening to?

Tape?

- We haven't been introduced, I'm Jim.

- Do I look like I give a sh*t?

Sorry.

Just thought I'd say something.

Trying to be friendly.

Yeah, well, you tried.

Now, can you just leave me alone?

Okay.

Where'd you get that?

- I found it.

- Well, where did you find it?

In the other room.

Was it in a big red bag?

Look, those are my goddamn candy bars.

You take any more, I'll cut

your dick off in your sleep, you got it?

In a press conference

early this morning,

military officials issued a statement

claiming that

the effects of this disaster seem to

have been caused by an airborne agent.

Either chemical or viral,

and most likely one that was engineered.

Scientists have determined that

the agent was most likely released

in the explosion which occurred

in the western part of the county

just a few days ago.

Now, the big question on everyone's mind

is:
What was the cause of the explosion?

It's gotta be the chemical factory.

I can't think of anything else

that could be behind this.

- What are you ranting about over there?

- TV said there was an explosion.

- Yeah, so?

- So, that black cloud we saw...

That was in the direction

of Reseda County, right?

Yeah.

That side of the county just happens to be

the home of one of the largest chemical

weapons factories in the country.

Jesus.

Probably used to make

nerve agents and stuff, right?

Yeah, nerve agents, chemical weapons.

They shut it down in the 80s. Poured all

those chemicals into huge holding tanks.

- Said they were unstable or something.

- They didn't shut it down good enough.

Yeah.

Got one.

- Where?

- Just south of the water tower.

- Where do they keep coming from?

- I don't know.

As long as they're out there,

then that's all I care about.

What I would do is

just take 'em all out, right now.

- How many does that make?

- Eleven, not counting the south side.

- Scott, honey?

- Yeah.

Would you mind bringing down

more water? We're running low.

- Sure, honey.

- Thank you.

Even in the apocalypse,

she's got me doing chores.

...But what you failed to mention,

was what the situation is.

We have been receiving phone calls

all day from people around the country,

simply asking, as if we, the media,

knew what was going on...

I didn't take any more

of your candy bars.

- No, man, couldn't sleep.

- Join the club.

What's that?

Nothing.

- Want to sit?

- Next to you?

No.

Fine.

It's Alix. Most people just call me Ix.

- Al-Ix.

- Oh.

Who is she?

Her name was Emilie.

Can I see?

She's pretty. What happened?

I don't really wanna talk about her.

So, what happened to you?

What's your story?

It's complicated.

It's complicated

or you just don't wanna talk about it?

It's complicated

and I don't wanna talk about it.

Okay.

I, uh...

had to move back in with my parents

about a year ago.

Living in the city

wasn't exactly working out.

I, uh, couldn't get a job,

had no friends, no money.

And, uh,

my parents gave my old room back.

Yeah, like until I got on my feet but...

that didn't last for long.

I came home one night,

and they sat me down, and they said

they didn't approve of my behavior.

I stormed out

and I stopped talking to them.

And now I can't even tell 'em I'm sorry.

I can't even tell 'em

that I actually love them.

I was a terrible daughter.

Hey, hey. It's okay,

it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

Besides, you're not the only one that

feels like they don't have any friends.

This may come as some of a shock to you,

Emilie was the only friend that I had.

Just a week ago,

I had my whole life figured out.

I was gonna ask the girl

that I love to marry me.

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