The Return of the Living Dead Page #4

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Hello, there?

Freddy?

Anybody?

Freddy? Are you here?

Anybody here?

Who's there?

Brains!

Brains!

- I got to get out of here.

- Let's go to where Tina and Freddy are.

- Damn right.

- F***in' A.

Live brain.

Come on, quick!

God, my skin's really burning.

Hey, Tina!

Yes, God! Help me!

- That's Tina.

- What's she yelling about?

- What's that sound?

- Through that door!

Watch the f***in' step!

Help me!

What the f***?

Brains!

More brains.

Where the f*** you going?

Help me bar the door! Stupid f***ers!

It's them.

- Who took the poison?

- Right over there.

Stick your tongue out for me.

What did you guys take?

It was some kind of industrial chemical,

something in a tank.

- What tank? Where?

- Well, we're not sure, really.

Can you find out?

Your friends' lives may depend on it.

I got to make some phone calls,

but I can't do that before morning. Sorry.

Let's take some vital signs.

- Can I borrow your stethoscope?

- What's the matter?

- I can't hear through mine.

- Are you sure it's the equipment?

What do you mean?

I'm not getting anything on this, either.

What do you mean? What's wrong?

It's all right. We just need

to double-check a couple things.

- No blood pressure.

- No pulse.

What do you mean,

"no blood pressure, no pulse"?

Take it easy.

- What do you have?

- 70.

- 70 what?

- 70 degrees.

- Well, what's that?

- Room temperature.

Come over here for a second.

I want to talk to you.

What are you guys saying?

- What was that thing down there?

- What are we gonna do?

- Suicide is down there.

- No, he's gone. That thing ate his head.

Jesus!

- I don't hear anything down there.

- We got to call somebody.

- Who?

- The cops.

I don't want to call no cop.

They're just gonna kick our ass.

- Just let's get out of here, okay?

- We gotta call somebody.

Wait a minute, where's Freddy?

Holy sh*t. We're gonna have to swim

to get over there.

- What the f*** was that?

- Look!

There!

Hey, wait up, you guys!

Wait, I got no shoes!

You have no pulse, no blood pressure.

You have no pupillary response, no

reflexes, your temperature is 70 degrees.

What does that mean?

It's a puzzle,

because technically you're not alive.

Except you're conscious,

so we don't know what it means.

- Are you saying we're dead?

- Let's not jump to conclusions.

Obviously, I didn't mean

you were really dead.

Dead people don't move around and talk.

- What is that?

- The front door.

- What the f*** are they doing?

- I'll find out.

We're gonna get a couple of stretchers.

Just hang in there. We won't be a second.

- Open the door.

- Open the door, please.

- Open the door!

- Hurry up!

- Freeze, or you're dead!

- Don't shoot, man!

Are you crazy? Are you on PCP?

None of us are on any drugs. Let us in!

- All right, come in. But no funny moves.

- Sh*t, no.

Lock your doors and windows,

call the cops! They're out there!

- Who?

- Don't you hear that?

- What?

- Shut up and listen, man!

- What is it?

- It's dead people screaming.

- What dead people?

- They came from out of the ground.

- And they're after us.

- Out of the ground?

Our friends took off the other way.

They're out there now!

Brains!

- Trash? Where's Trash?

- Didn't she go with them?

I thought she was with us.

- Do you hear that?

- Hear what?

Christ. Jesus.

- What is that?

- It sounds like people screaming.

You get the stretchers,

I'll get on the radio and phone this in.

Jerry?

Brain!

- What kind of a problem?

- Take a look at it.

What the hell's going on out here?

That graveyard out there is full

of people coming out the ground.

- "Out of the ground"?

- Out of the ground.

They're horrible, they scream.

- You've got to do something.

- Scream?

Yes, they're out there.

There's one of them in that warehouse.

- Which warehouse?

- The medical supply house.

Sh*t!

Goddamn!

I think things are getting out of hand.

There's 100 of those things out there.

A hundred?

- The cops. We got to call the cops.

- Yeah. No sh*t.

Phone. Where the f*** is the phone?

There's an office!

Hello, Operator, give me the police.

This is an emergency.

Grab the hammer and nails! Casey!

Quiet! Let's just get the hell

out of here, Ernie.

- You got a car?

- I got a car.

- Get your keys. Let's get out of here.

- My clutch is shot.

We'll use the paramedic ambulance.

Freddy!

- Ernie?

- Yeah?

- Where are the paramedics?

- I'll go get them. Get my own car started.

Oh, my God. What did they do to you?

God!

- What was that shooting?

- God!

- What?

- God!

- What the hell?

- It...

"It" what? What is "it"?

They're all over the cars.

It's horrible. They're out there.

Paramedics are dead.

And we can't take the cars.

We've got to call the police.

Set him down. Easy.

- It's not working.

- Come on.

- What's the matter?

- Dead.

Help me.

You got some hammer and nails?

- Where else can they get in here?

- The windows in the chapel.

Get something to bar these windows with.

I put boards outside the glass.

Rescue 7, come in. This is Dispatch. Over.

Rescue 7, this is Dispatch.

Do you copy? Over.

Come in, Dispatch.

Send...

more...

paramedics.

How many f***ing windows you got here?

No more windows.

The embalming room has steel shutters.

Let's get the hell back

to the embalming room then.

Man, my arms are dead.

Put that goddamn thing down

before you hurt somebody with it.

How they doing?

- Are you all right?

- It hurts.

What did you do to Freddy?

What's wrong with him? And this man?

It's time you tell us

what the f***'s going on.

- I don't have to tell you anything.

- We think you should.

Tell them, goddamn it!

Tell us!

There was a chemical.

Some chemical soaked into the...

soil of the graveyard

and made the corpses come back to life.

- What f***ing chemical?

- I don't know what chemical, goddamn it!

It was ordered by the military,

I think it was.

Would you tell me how

it got all over the graveyard?

I don't know. I just...

All I know is they were stored

over at the medical supply warehouse...

where you were, and these two geniuses

managed to open the goddamn container...

and let the son of a b*tch out.

Let 'em out!

- Is that why Freddy's sick?

- I breathed it, Tina.

So did Frank there.

- What did it do to you?

- I'm freezing.

My muscles are stiffening up.

Stiffening up?

Stiffening up how?

First, I got a really f***ed headache.

Then my stomach started cramping up.

Now my arms and legs are cramping.

- Let's take a look.

- Oh, God!

Let's get his shirt up.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, God.

The bruises where he's lying down...

that's blood pooling up.

Easy.

Okay.

You know,

it looks like rigor mortis is setting in.

Rigor mortis?

What do you mean, rigor mortis?

God, you're dead.

You're dead, and you'll turn

into one of those things.

No!

- Let him go!

- Son of a b*tch!

Do you hear that?

- What is that?

- It's another paramedic ambulance.

- Watch out!

- Don't go over there!

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