World War Z Page #5

but only on single prop.

You'll have to talk me through it.

Okay, we're clear.

Okay. Give me all the lights.

(BUTTONS CLICKING)

Switch on the anti-icing.

- Where?

- The red knob.

- Got it, got it.

- Set up our heading 020 for departure.

- We got to move!

- Set flaps 15 degrees.

Flaps 15.

All right, we are all set.

Let's get out of here!

GERRY:
Make it steep.

(PHONE RINGING)

- Gerry?

- Hi, baby.

Hi. Hi.

KARIN:
I tried to call you.

I know, I was...

It was bad timing, I was running around.

Are you okay?

Yeah, everything's okay. I'm okay.

That's the spirit.

Yeah.

Listen,

Korea didn't work out.

Now it looks like

we're gonna have to go to Israel.

Try to get some rest on the flight.

How are the kids?

Um...

I think...

They're really... They're good.

I got Connie right here.

(DISTANT EXPLOSION)

(STATIC)

Baby?

(SOBBING SOFTLY)

TRAFFIC CONTROLLER:

Attention, unidentified aircraft.

You are in a restricted airspace

and not clear for landing.

Jerusalem tower, Reach 394.

Pan, pan, pan.

Request immediate landing.

Contact Mossad,

office of Jurgen Warmbrunn.

Special Envoy, United Nations.

Stay with the plane. Be ready to bug out.

I'll be back before dark.

(RADIO CHATTER IN HEBREW)

(RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES

IN HEBREW)

JURGEN:
The problem

with most people is that

they don't believe

something can happen

until it already has.

It's not stupidity or weakness.

(POURING BEVERAGE)

It's just human nature.

How did you know?

Gerald Lane.

Wrote a self-defeating Jeremiad

about his employer,

the U.N., back in 2010.

Caused a few ripples.

Sidelined your career.

Thought you'd have parlayed

those ripples into a self-righteous book.

No nose for profit.

How did Israel know?

We intercepted a communique

from an Indian general

saying they were

fighting the Rakshasha.

Translation, zombies.

Technically undead.

Jurgen Warmbrunn.

High-ranking official in the Mossad.

Described as sober, efficient,

not terribly imaginative.

And yet you build a wall

because you read a communique

that mentions the word "zombie"?

Well, when put like that,

I'd be skeptical as well.

In the '30s, Jews refused to believe

they could be sent

to concentration camps.

In '72, we refused to fathom

we'd be massacred in the Olympics.

In the month before October 1973,

we saw Arab troop movements,

and we unanimously agreed

they didn't pose a threat.

Well, a month later, the Arab attack

almost drove us into the sea.

So we decided to make a change.

A change?

The Tenth Man.

If nine of us

look at the same information

and arrive at the exact same conclusion,

it's the duty of the tenth man

to disagree.

No matter how improbable it may seem,

the tenth man has to start digging

on the assumption

that the other nine are wrong.

And you were that tenth man.

Precisely.

Since everyone assumed that this talk of

zombies was cover for something else,

I began my investigation

on the assumption

that when they said "zombies,"

they meant zombies.

Was patient zero from India?

That's the problem.

There's so many

potential sources in play

that no one knows where it began.

The organ trade in Germany.

Strange examples of violent behavior

across the Asian peninsulas.

Meanwhile, the zombie plague keeps

spreading, and we do what we can.

These are

the Jerusalem Salvation Gates.

Two of 10 portals

through the security perimeter

into fortified Israel.

You're letting people in.

Every human being we save

is one less zombie to fight.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(PEOPLE SINGING)

It's okay.

(SINGING AMPLIFIED)

(INDISTINCT)

(SNARLING)

If I could get into India, where

would I start? Who would I speak with?

India's a black hole.

Forget about patient zero.

I can't do that.

It's too late for me to build a wall.

(LOUD SINGING CONTINUES)

I'm running out of time. I need specifics.

- I need answers...

- I don't have answers.

All you can do is find a way to hide.

(SNARLING)

(SPEAKING IN HEBREW)

Get troops down there.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

It's too loud! It's too loud!

(SNARLING)

They're coming over the top!

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(MAN SPEAKING HEBREW)

- Sh*t!

- (SPEAKING HEBREW)

Command, we have a breach

at Salvation Gate.

They're coming over the wall!

(SPEAKING HEBREW)

(MAN SPEAKING HEBREW

OVER RADIO)

- (SNARLING)

- (SCREAMING)

Get him to Jaffa Gate.

She'll get you out of here,

she'll get you to your plane!

(SHOUTING IN HEBREW)

Stay low!

Wrong way! Wrong way!

Go to landing point B.

Roger, we are inbound

to landing point B.

(SNARLING)

(SHRIEKS)

(CLAMORING)

(GRUNTS)

(WOMAN SPEAKING HEBREW)

Hawk 5, almost there.

E.T.A. one minute.

DISPATCHER:
Hawk 5. Hawk 5,

you're patched in. Over.

This is Hawk 5. Listen carefully.

The city is breached,

and they're heading towards the airport.

(WOMAN SHOUTING IN HEBREW)

(GRUNTS)

(HEBREW SPOKEN OVER RADIO)

(SOLDIERS SHOUTING)

(YELLING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

(SHOUTING)

- GERRY:
One thousand one.

- (GROANING)

One thousand two.

One thousand three. One thousand four.

- (SCREAMING)

- One thousand five.

One thousand six.

One thousand seven.

One thousand eight.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

We got to move.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(WAILING)

You'll be all right.

You're not gonna turn.

You're not gonna turn!

(HEBREW SPOKEN OVER RADIO)

We got to move.

- (SPEAKS HEBREW)

- We got to move!

5 going down.

DISPATCHER:
Chopper 5 is down.

I say again, chopper 5 is down.

L.Z. is overrun.

Tower, Reach 394.

Requesting immediate departure.

MALE DISPATCHER:
Tower to 394.

Proceed to runway four.

Good luck out there.

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

No!

There! That one!

(SOLDIER SHOUTING)

Stop. Stop.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

Go! Go!

Get them out of here!

STEWARD:
Stay calm, please.

Stay calm.

Come on. Go, go, go.

(PANICKED CLAMORING)

What's your destination?

I don't know. We were headed here,

but I don't know.

(CONVERSING IN RUSSIAN)

(PANICKED SCREAMING)

(BREATHING HARD)

(MUFFLED EXPLOSIONS)

(BARKING)

I'm Gerry, by the way.

Segen.

GERRY:
Segen.

First or last?

Just Segen.

So, what we're doing,

we've got to change this bandage

and we're gonna clean it.

Okay?

You okay? Okay?

(WHIMPERING)

Okay.

Come on, gut up. Gut up.

Here we go.

We're almost there.

Okay. Big breaths.

Let's get this over fast. Big breaths.

Here we go.

(RESTRAINED GROANING)

Come on. Good.

Last step. Last step.

Big breath.

(WHIMPERING)

Good job. There it is. Okay.

Mmm-hmm.

Okay. Okay, I think you've earned this.

Very good. Okay.

You a doctor?

No.

I've had some training in the field.

SEGEN:
How did you know?

Cutting it off...

How did you know it would work?

I didn't.

(SPEAKS IN HEBREW)

Now I'm just a liability.

SPEKE:
This prick

stands right in the mix,

while seven or eight of them

turn Zeke all at the same time.

GERRY:
Is that how

you tweaked your leg?

No, sh*t's been bugging me a while.

SPEKE:
Got no time for his lucky ass.

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