Z mrtvého domu - From the House of the Dead Page #3
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What I do know is I've gotta
get you all off this island.
- How did you get here?
- On a boat like everyone else.
But it's gone.
It's been destroyed.
We didn't. We came
in the Lazarus with Kirk.
- Where is he?
- He's in the inlet down at the beach.
- Can you take me to him?
Not at the moment.
Right now...
I just wanna get you all
as far away from here as possible.
Sounds like a plan to me.
I am so f***ing scared Simon.
I know. Me too.
I just can't believe Cynthia's dead.
I'm so sorry Alicia.
Quiet everybody.
Everyone quiet.
Sh*t!
Can we go home now please?
Let's get out ofhere!
Come on!
- Move it!
- Let's go!
Go!
- Oh sh*t!
- Kirk!
It's gotta be down here!
It's gotta be down here!
- All right.
- Where is it?
- Oh God that's not Kirk.
- Simon!
- Don't jump in the water!
- Simon don't!
- No don't!
- Simon don't go!
- Swim Simon!
- Swim!
- Look out!
- Go go go!
Get out of the water Simon!
Shoot him!
Rudy behind you!
Swim Simon! Swim!
No! Liberty!
Shoot it!
What do you think I'm trying
to do you f***ing moron?
Come on.
Come on.
F***! You f***ing zombie bastards!
You're not gonna fuckwith us again
areya a**hole?
are you? are you?
- My face!
- You all right? Let me see.
Let me see.
Could I haveyour coat?
- Oh f***!
- Here let me see it. Let me look.
F***!
- Let me see it.
- are you a doctor?
- Hardly. He's premed.
- I'm in med school.
At least you're not pre-law.
- Oh my God.
- Let me see.
- Is that a bite?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- Hmm?
I've gotta get back to the patrol boat.
I can get on the radio and get us help.
Wait. are you just gonna leave us here
while you go looking for the cavalry?
- You're coming with me.
- Me? Why me?
are you a doctor?
are you wounded?
- Can you use a gun?
- Well I can-
That's why you.
The boat should be
a mile or so up the beach.
We'll climb aboard and come back
for help. Understood?
- Come on.
- Greg. My name's Greg.
Come on Greg!
- Hey what the hell were those things?
- I don't know.
But what I do know now is why
they call this island Isle del Morte.
You gotta do this.
You gotta do this.
There must be some kind
of scientific explanation for this.
Liberty's right.
They gotta be some kind of mutation.
Yeah from what? The shrinking ozone?
What too little sunscreen?
Rudy give me a break.
These are zombies pure and simple.
The soonerwe accept it
and deal with it...
the better chance we have
Your first mate seemed to know something
about this island. What was it?
- Nothing but an old wives' tale.
- Like the walking dead?
Well...
best I reckon
the story goes...
there was once some
crazy Spanish padre...
who was banished from Spain...
hundreds of years ago.
His name was Castillo Sermano.
You asked to see me
Father Casti I lo?
Come closer Captain.
I cannot see your face.
Are you afraid Captain?
You know why
I was banished from Spain?
Your experiments are not of God.
God?
What has God done for you
or for me?
Nothing.
There is no God.
There's only me.
May he have mercy on your soul.
The Spanish were trying from falling...
the sands into the limeys.
They never made it to the garrison.
They say he murdered the crew
of the St. Cristobol...
enslaved the natives of this island
and killed whoever came here ever since.
Some say he still does.
- I'm sorry I asked.
- if you ask me...
it's just a bunch
of smugglers and cutthroats...
Looking for ways
to scare people off.
Well you would know
wouldn'tyou?
What can I say?
They're doing a hell of a job
ain't they?
What is it?
- I can't hear anything.
- Neither do I.
Run! Run!
We can't stay out here like this.
We're too vulnerable.
I know but we can't leave
until Greg and Casper get back.
We gotta get back on that boat but
there's no way I'm goin' in that water.
We can't. It's too far. Besides
we don't know what's still on that boat.
What about that house?
It's defensible.
We'll have shelter.
Okay it's a good idea. We make a run
for it as soon as they get back.
What ifthey don't come back?
What then?
- They'll come back.
- Yeah but what if they don't?
What are we gonna do?
We don't have anyw eapons or food.
- I mean we don't have sh*t.
- Actually we do.
- This is why Casper's on your ass?
- You're smuggling Cuban cigars?
- Among other things.
Still hard atwork smuggling
I see Victor.
Don't you just wish
- What are these then?
- We just found them on the beach.
- Right.
- Crazy huh?
I'm not gonna worry about that
right now. We've got bigger problems.
My patrol boat's been destroyed.
My first mate is missing.
- What about Greg? Where is he?
- Yeah.
I don't think he made it.
- What do you mean?
- He's gone. I'm sorry.
We gotta go back there and look for him.
Maybe there's a chance he's okay.
- We can't just leave him out there.
- He's dead.
if you don't wanna end up like him
shut up and listen to what she's saying.
What else you got in there
besides smokes? Anything useful?
Let me introduce you
to my little friend.
And who said size doesn't matter?
Nice. But mine's bigger.
Mossberg 500.
Stainless shotgun
with incendiary shells.
Saving the best for last.
Here you go.
Take it.
Good choice.
Desert Eagle.
I like the way you think girl.
We can't stay here for long.
Those creatures are everywhere.
We talked about making a run for it
to that house that we found.
That sounds like a good idea. We can
hole up in there until help arrives.
If help arrives.
Don't worry. When we don't report in
the marine patrol will come for us.
Everyone know how
to use their weapons?
- Sh*t!
- We're gonna have to make a run for it.
- What if they're already inside?
- That's a chance we have to take.
We can hold up a lot better
in there than we can out here.
- Once they spot us-
- Oh God!
Over here!
- The door's locked!
We could blow the door. But there
won't be enough left to keep them out.
Forget it.
We'll find another way.
- We need more ammo!
- We haven't got any.
- I'm down to my last clip.
- Yeah me too.
I'm saving mine for myself.
are you okay?
Watch out!
- The window!
- Can you get through Rudy?
Yeah. Come on!
Oh sh*t.
Die you son of a b*tch!
Pull! Hurry!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Casper? Look at me.
Casper look at me.
I need you to look at me.
Okay? Look at me.
Look at me.
You saved us okay?
You saved us.
Sh*t I'm out!
F***.
Let's get him to that table!
See if we can find something
to use as a bandage.
Simon we should check
for more of them.
- Sorry.
- Where's Casper Rudy?
She didn't make it.
I'm sorry.
Okay.
Okay Captain this is gonna hurt.
Do it. Do it!
- are you ready?
- Yeah.
- Give me a light.
- Here.
F***. Oh sh*t.
Don't look at me.
I'm the f***in' Elephant Man.
- I think we should-
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