The Darkest Dawn Page #2

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- Nobody got out of there.

- We did.

And we're looking for someone.

Cohen, show him.

She's my sister.

She's about 5'5",

brown hair,

around your age.

- What was her name?

- Phillipa.

Phillipa Martell.

-What are you doing down here?

-To meet with the military.

- They told us they were taking

the survivors from Hungerford.

Some sort of base of operations.

- Nothing about that down here.

Not that I've seen.

-Look, I'll vote for your sh*t for this.

I need more than the f***ing oath.

Alright? The tunnels go in for miles, okay?

-there's no cavalry down here, mate.

- Was there any sense

in him coming?

- I said it's still a possibility.

- No.

Now, you said that you'd

look after who I loved.

She'd be here if it wasn't for you.

- Hands off.

- Where is she going?

- You're tired. You need a rest

before you do something stupid.

You leave your stuff here.

-Hey!

We never leave any

of our stuff alone.

-As you wish.

Sam! Show them where they can sleep.

- No, no, no, no... don't... don't

stop, don't stop.

Who's that?

-It's my dad.

Dad...

The day we evacuated

we were outside

something was being,

dropped by some sort of ship.

-We called them.

Bucks.

-He...

He attacked me.

-These bucks...

they control you.

It wasn't him.

- Someone just shoot

him in the head.

-I'm sorry.

I've got a picture of my own.

Can I show you?

-Yeah.

- [Indistinct.]

-Yeah.

-She's really pretty.

-Thanks.

-Cowen. You need to get some rest.

-Adam, don't trust Bob, okay?

Hi mum! We found some new people.

I showed one of them dad's photo.

He seemed really nice.

There's this one guy called

Adam.

And... um... he's lost his sister, Phil.

I think he's... more scared that I am.

I hope you're somewhere nice.

I miss the fresh air.

Sam!! Sam!!

- Stupid sh*t!

You little sh*t! Coming here

trying to steal my girls?

- Adam, stop him!

- I can bury him!

-Adam, quick!

Adam!

Adam...

Did you kill him?

-I saw some plane, Cowen.

-You keep looking.

And we keep trying.

-We can't stay down here.

Waiting to get killed.

- Who said you were coming with us?

- Adam!

-I'm a trained nurse!

I'm useful.

- Are you really gonna go

about till they get in?

-Yeah. Yeah, I will.

- How many people have you killed?

- I've already saved your life once!

I didn't have to do that, you know?

You owe us.

-Fair point.

-Fine.

We'll go together.

We'll do it together.

Okay, keep moving.

Keep looking for the base.

-Must be down here somewhere.

-Get down!

It's an attack!

Shh... shh... shh..shh..

-Follow me.

- Is this the base?

- Chloe, shh!

Shh!

Come on.

Guys, stay close.

- Adam talk to me.

- It's clear.

It's clear.

-It's the base.

It's the base!

- I don't know, mate.

It's just a death camp.

It's gone.

-Cowen, Cowen, there's a register.

- What?

- Ground zero.

-Oh my god.

Phillipa Martell.

-She's here!

S-Some movement order of some kind.

These coordinates...

Okay, okay...

- What?

- There's a rendezvous point.

- Yeah?

- Just outside of Oxford.

It's in two days.

-Okay.

- According to this thing,

they left yesterday.

It's not far.

-Oh my god!

Guys!

Guys!

- Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Kipper, I need you to put pressure

over that wound right now.

- We're looking for our friend. We're

looking for our friend, Phillipa.

- Cowen...

- Phillipa Martell.

-Cowen?

-Was she here? Phillipa? Phillipa. Think.

- Phillipa.

- Cowen, stop.

-Look, she's writing something.

Is this where she's gone?

Is this where they've taken her?

- Cowen!

- Is this where she... is this

where they've taken her?

-Cowen!

- What did she write?

- She didn't write anything.

She circled Manchester.

-Can you feel that? Fresh air.

Okay, go.

Look.

The tunnel ends.

-Come on!

-We made it, Sam.

How could... anyone have survived that?

-Hey guys. I...

I found a boat.

-Hail Kip, our resident miracle worker.

Follow me.

- Hey...

I found the boat.

- No, I insist.

- Look at them now, Sam.

They're fighting over you.

- Just typical. have to wait

till the end of the world.

-Oh, we should get a group shot!

Okay...

-Oh, f***!

-We have to come back.

To the tunnels, back here.

-I know you're not in this, mum.

You found somewhere better.

We're going to try to get out

of land and on the river.

We know where Phil's gonna be in two

days' time, so we're gonna head there.

I know the tide goes up

in just over an hour

though, so I should

probably get some sleep.

This is your daughter, Chloe

Murdock, signing off.

- We cruise along the

river... we do it just for fun,

And we hardly shiver,

When we... oops you got an itch... when

we've got the summer sun.

-Guys. stop!

What if someone's still alive?

- Shh!

Just keep going.

-Kip, slow down.

- There's gotta be food in

one of these houses, right?

-Chloe...

what are you doing?

-I need a piss.

We've made it out of London.

But we haven't anything to eat.

So we're going to this big abandoned

house to find out if there's any food.

Follow me.

-Cowen, there's nothing here.

-Just keep looking, alright?

- What the f*** do you

think you're doing?

- Chloe, do you...

- What was that?

There's somethings upstairs.

It's in there.

Be careful.

-Three...

two...

one.

-Is she okay?

- Show me your hands.

Show me your hands!

Wait...

Adam...

I need to talk to you outside.

Now.

Give me the apple. - No.

- Hand me the apple.

- No.

- Let me take it to him.

- I said no.

-Adam...

Everything that that man once had

is gone.

And the only thing that he has left

is in your hand. Now

let me take it to him.

-Cowen, what do you think this is?

It's just food.

Hmm? Food for her,

but you won't need it.

How long do you think this will last?

It's already dead.

-Adam, that is not the...

-That's your gun.

- What did you do?

- I...

gave him a choice

to end... his suffering,

rather than prolong it.

-Oh, my god, no!

Oh, Adam...

-Please help me! Over here!

My parents are hurt! they're just

inside! You can save them!

Please, come quickly!

- Stop the f***ing

boat, he's just a kid.

- Mister...

- We can help him!

Stop!

- Kip, stop the boat.

-Out here.

We're up here.

-Adam, what are you doing?

-Where are your parents?

-Get down on your knees! Get down!

Get down!

-Oh, dear...

thought you were saving a

poor, helpless kid, did you?

Good deed in an evil world.

My mom was like you.

Always saw the best in people.

Which meant she never

saw the worst coming.

Alright, mate.

Chin up.

-Don't mind if I do.

Almost my prescription lens.

-What are we doing? Are

we making a film?

My own Candid Camera?

Tell you what...

let's play a game.

This game is called "Keep

or kill".

Who do we keep

and who do we kill?

Just hold the camera

little, ma'am.

- What about this fellow?

What do you reckon?

It's a... sorry state of

affairs, what do you think?

- No.

- Well, what about sourpuss here?

-No.

- And what about there? Interesting

facial hair Johnny here?

-Not a chance.

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