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    Written by Kc Wayland
    Transcription courtesy of Re1ndeer (Part 1)
    Edited by DemetriusH
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    MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
    Nothing used to scare me. I didnít fear death, or what might be there on the other side if today was my day. That was then, and this is now. Four hours of going through the building left my legs aching. My eyesight blurred so bad that it took several attempts to bring down the one we found on the 9th floor. We were tired, but we kept moving forward. There would be time to rest later. Our searching was almost over. We were finally at the top floor.

    (The soldiers walk up the stairwell and ready their guns)

    ANGEL:
    You ready?

    MICHAEL:
    All set. Saul, you good?

    SAUL:
    (yawns) What-ev.

    MICHAEL:
    Hey. Keep your shit sharp. Only one more to go.

    SAUL:
    Man, ainít no one up here.

    ANGEL:
    On 3. 1, 2, 3!

    (Angel opens the 14th floor stairwell door and gunshots come their way)

    MICHAEL:
    Fall back!

    BILL:
    Get back, motherfuckers!

    SAUL:
    Who the fuck is shootiní at us?

    MICHAEL:
    (to Bill) Hold your fire, hold it! Weíre not them, weíre normal!

    BILL:
    Why donít you peek your head out around the corner and let me see?

    (Michael peeks his head out and Bill shoots and laughs)

    MICHAEL:
    Fuckiní asshole! Iím not one of them!

    BILL:
    See? You fall for my tricks. But Iím not gonna fall for one of yours.

    MICHAEL:
    Datu, who the hell is this guy?

    DATU:
    Itís Bill! He owns the building; well, he inherited it. I didnít know he was still here.

    SAUL:
    You want me to open up with the SAW? Heís only got a shotgun, if I blindfire around the corner, weíll shred him!

    MICHAEL:
    Look, I may hate this fuck but weíre not gonna kill him.

    DATU:
    Why not?

    SAUL:
    See? Datu agrees with me!

    RILEY:
    Hey, Michaelís right. Heís only acting in self defense.

    PEGS:
    Maybe you should try reasoning with him?

    MICHAEL:
    What do you think weíve been trying to do?

    RILEY:
    Bill, itís alright. Weíre here to help. How could I be talking to you right now if I was one of them?

    BILL:
    Maybe youíre different. Why should I take a chance if I donít have to?

    RILEY:
    You just need to trust us.

    BILL:
    Sure, Iíll trust you. Why donít I just put my shotgun down so you can come closer and tear my fucking face off like the others?

    MICHAEL:
    Saul, knife.

    (Saulís knife is pulled out)

    RILEY:
    What are you doing? Youíre not going to-

    MICHAEL:
    Iím just using it for its reflection. Hell if Iím sticking my head out again.

    MICHAEL:
    Alright. Heís created a barricade outside his apartment with furniture. Um, itís just like the other floors, heís halfway down the hall facing away. Argh, we donít have a clear shot. Datu, is there any other way around?

    DATU:
    Yeah. You could take the elevator to the other side, but he has a clear shot of that too. His penthouse spans most of the floor, with a few rooms along the back. Thereís no way around.

    MICHAEL:
    Well, at least we know heís not one of them. Um, címon, weíre gonna head back down.

    (Stairwell door is shut)

    SAUL:
    Weíre what?

    MICHAEL:
    Look, we can deal with him later. Weíll seal off this door. Datu, you have some nails and some wood?

    DATU:
    Yeah, I think so.

    MICHAEL:
    Yeah, alright. Letís lock him in. Iím more worried about the lobby right now. Let this asshole sit it out.

    ANGEL:
    Alright. Datu and Riley, you seal off the door. Michael, Saul, and I will head downstairs to the lobby.

    MICHAEL:
    Riley, if he comes out at all, and you feel threatened, go ahead and take him out.

    RILEY:
    I am not doing that. Itís one thing to shoot one of them, but heís still human.

    MICHAEL:
    Alright, Saul, you watch the door. Riley and Pegs, help us in the lobby. After that, weíll call it a day.

    SAUL:
    God, what time is it anyway?

    ANGEL:
    Quarter past 10.

    MICHAEL:
    Once heís sealed off, meet us downstairs.

    (The lobby crew head downstairs to get to work)

    MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
    Roof access was gonna be a problem, but we could deal with it later. A man with a twitchy trigger finger was the least of my worries. Itís amazing what youíre able to do past the point of utter exhaustion. Everyone could barely find their feet, but they knew what was at stake. We each pulled our part, putting furniture and doors from upstairs apartments over panes of glass windows. We worked as quietly as we could. Each strike of a nail could be heard by one of those things beyond the darkness. We were lucky that night. If just one of those had seen us, it mightíve all been over.

    (Nail tapping)

    PEGS:
    (sigh) Thatís the last one.

    DATU:
    Good. Weíre almost out of nails.

    MICHAEL:
    Alright. Nice work. Weíll get some more when we start doing supply runs.

    PEGS:
    Supply runs?

    MICHAEL:
    Well, not everything we need is gonna be in this building, but uh, weíll worry about that later.

    ANGEL:
    Alright. Everyone take a room, on the second floor. Thereís no need to spread out in case something happens.

    MICHAEL:
    Yep, good call.

    SAUL:
    Shiiit. Donít have to tell me twice.

    (Everyone starts walking up the stairs)

    MICHAEL:
    Keep your doors open, so I can call to you if something happens.

    ANGEL:
    Hey, Datu, the water heater still work here?

    DATU:
    Yeah, Iím pretty sure.

    ANGEL:
    Good. ĎCause I smell like a fish.

    RILEY:
    Ah, well, I know what apartment I want. Pegs, you coming?

    PEGS:
    Yeah, um, just a second. (to Michael) Arenít you coming up too?

    MICHAEL:
    Ah no, someone needs to watch the stairwell. Make sure no one gets in while yíall are up there.

    PEGS:
    But, youíre exhausted! Canít we just like, block it or something?

    MICHAEL:
    Well by the time youíd know something was wrong itíd be too late. Itís alright. Iíll sit in the stairwell with my back against the door. Iím sure Iíll wake up if something tries to get in.

    PEGS:
    Um, OK. Um, goodnight.

    MICHAEL:
    Night Pegs.

    PEGS:
    Oh, and um, thank you too. I, I appreciate what youíve been doing.

    MICHAEL:
    (grins) Itís what Iím here for.

    PEGS:
    Yeah. Well, night.

    (Pegs shuts the door)

    MICHAEL:
    Ay, keep it open!

    PEGS:
    Sorry! I forgotÖ

    MICHAEL:
    (sighs) Oh man this is gonna be a long night.

    MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
    I remember not being able to sleep the entire night. Just kept feeling small vibrations against the door. Maybe they were explosions far off in the distance, or just someone moving around upstairs. It all blurred together as the stairwell gave no sense of time. No light or darkness from the outside. It mightíve been 12 minutes or 12 hours when I heard the pounding.

    (Someone starts pounding on the main lobby entrance door)

    MICHAEL:
    Saul, Angel, get down here!

    SAUL:
    What? Shit! What time is it?

    ANGEL:
    Uh, cominí!

    MICHAEL:
    We got something.

    ANGEL:
    Is it in the lobby?

    MICHAEL:
    I donít know, címon.

    ANGEL:
    Arenít we gonna wait for-

    MICHAEL:
    No no no, no time, címon!

    TODD:
    Please, please just let us in!

    LIZZY:
    Oh God, let us in, please hurry!

    MICHAEL:
    Front door, címon, whereís the key?

    ANGEL:
    Oh fuck! Itís, itís upstairs in my uniform!

    MICHAEL:
    Go get it.

    LIZZY:
    (pounds on door) Oh God!

    MICHAEL:
    Getting the key. Hold on, how many are you?

    TODD:
    Thereís just two of us, man. (zombie noises from outside) Please, please let us in! (zombie call) Oh, oh shit, there they are!

    LIZZY:
    God! Theyíre coming, please, let us in!

    MICHAEL:
    Step away from the door.

    (Michael shoots the lock)

    MICHAEL:
    Get inside!

    (Zombie runs over to the building)

    MICHAEL:
    Get over here!

    (Zombies jump on Todd)

    LIZZY:
    Todd! No! We need to get him!

    MICHAEL:
    Ah, shit. (another zombie call) Get in the stairwell!

    (Zombies run up just as they shut the stairwell door)

    (Zombies pound on the door as Angel hurries down the stairs)

    ANGEL:
    Theyíre inside?

    MICHAEL:
    Itís too late.

    ANGEL:
    What the fuck happened?

    MICHAEL:
    I had to shoot the lock.

    ANGEL:
    You what?

    LIZZY:
    I have to go out there, please! Todd is still out there, please!

    MICHAEL:
    Get over here, I canít hold this door on my own!

    SAUL:
    Hey, you guys need help?

    MICHAEL:
    Where the fuck have you been?

    SAUL:
    I- was, I- was upstairs-

    MICHAEL:
    Just get Datu! Find whatever you can to board up this door. They keep pounding like this and the hinges are gonna go!

    SAUL:
    OK, Iím on it.

    LIZZY:
    Please! Please, you need to do something-

    ANGEL:
    Hey look! We canít. Donít you understand what just happened?

    LIZZY:
    Todd, he canít be dead! He just canít be deadÖ

    RILEY:
    Wait, what happened?

    LIZZY:
    (cries) Todd!

    MICHAEL:
    Riley, take her upstairs.

    LIZZY:
    No! No, I donít wanna go!

    RILEY:
    Címon, come with me.

    LIZZY:
    We have to go back!

    RILEY:
    I knowÖ címon, there we go. Itís, itís alright.

    LIZZY:
    But Todd is all I have leftÖ he is all I have leftÖ

    MICHAEL:
    (to Angel) Poor girl.

    ANGEL:
    Who cares?

    MICHAEL:
    Excuse me? You of all people should have some sympathy!

    ANGEL:
    You jeopardized everyoneís life by letting them in. You could not have made it to this door in time and everyone upstairs would be dead, or worse by now. Sympathy aside, this is an entirely different situation.

    MICHAEL:
    Well maybe I did make a bad choice but we saved one more person. It couldíve ended badly, but it didnít.

    ANGEL:
    Some use that girlís going to be, sheís a mess! What good will come of this?

    MICHAEL:
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    What good is she to us? You need to shut your fuckiní mouth before I shut it for you. I donít care what bars are on your shoulder.
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    What good is she to us? You need to shut your fuckiní mouth before I shut it for you. I donít care what bars are on your shoulder!
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    ANGEL:
    Look. You might not like it, but Iím right. I need to focus on the mission and the safety of everyone as a whole. I need to make the call when it comes to someone living or dying. Is one person out there really worth all of the lives of the people upstairs?

    (Zombie noises are heard beyond the door)

    MICHAEL:
    Shh. Listen to that. I think theyíre leaving.

    (Someone comes walking down the stairs)

    DATU:
    Here. These should hold it. (drops wood planks)

    ANGEL:
    Do it. Weíll keep holding the door.

    (Datu picks up a piece of wood and nails it in)

    MICHAEL:
    Just keep doiní it. Make it go all the way across so we can remove it when we need to.

    (Datu finishes hammering in the defences)

    ANGEL:
    Alright, that should do it.

    DATU:
    One more for me.

    (Datu nails in a final piece)

    ANGEL:
    Saul!

    SAUL:
    Right here.

    ANGEL:
    Watch the door. Michael needs a break.

    SAUL:
    Hey, hey, Iím sorry that I took so-

    ANGEL:
    Hey, donít be sorry, just do it.

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    (Everyone settles down on the 2nd floor)

    MICHAEL:
    (about Lizzy) Where is she?

    DATU:
    Riley took her into their room. She was pretty shook up.

    ANGEL:
    Donít worry about her.

    (Angel leads everyone else into his room)

    ANGEL:
    Here we are. Saul and I stayed in uh, here last night.

    RILEY:
    (about Michael) Whatís wrong with him? Is he OK?

    ANGEL:
    Uh, heís just exhausted.

    MICHAEL:
    Howís the girl doing?

    RILEY:
    Oh, Lizzy, sheíll be alright. I found some meds in a cabinet that should calm her down.

    MICHAEL:
    Thanks.

    ANGEL:
    Quit stalling and move it already.

    (Michael falls fast asleep)

    MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
    There wasnít much I remembered after that. Seconds after hitting the mattress my whole world went black. When I woke, it was already morning. Someone had taken off my shoes and pants, but I wasnít about to ask who. For a minute, I had forgotten what happened to the world. The morning sunlight burned my eye, the place seemed so different with the lights on. The smell was different too. Pancakes.

    SAUL:
    Ohhh shit! Look whoís up already!

    MICHAEL:
    How long was I out?

    SAUL:
    Itís Friday.

    MICHAEL:
    Whoa-wha- I slept 24 hours?

    SAUL:
    There was no waking you up, Sarge.

    MICHAEL:
    Wait, where is everyone, whatís goiní on?

    SAUL:
    Relax, relax. Nothing's happened. They stopped pounding on the door about an hour after we boarded it up and, well we havenít heard anything since. Angelís watching it right now.

    MICHAEL:
    And the others?

    SAUL:
    Oh. Theyíre gathering supplies from the other apartments. Man, you shouldíve seen them speed off after that. Somethiní about raiding about peopleís shit just lit Ďem up.

    MICHAEL:
    You make some of those for me?

    SAUL:
    (chuckle) Like Iím not gonna take care of my Sarge. ĎSides, gotta use up the eggs before they go bad. The girls are gathering up everything that expired throughout the building. Weíre gonna have some feast tonight!

    MICHAEL:
    Man, you have no idea how good those smell right now.

    (Michael starts eating the pancakes)

    SAUL:
    When was the last time you ate?

    MICHAEL:
    Mmmmm.

    SAUL:
    Heh, when my cooking smells good you know something is seriously wrong with you.

    MICHAEL:
    Oh God, these are great Saul. You haviní some?

    SAUL:
    Hehe, already had a full stack, no nuts.

    (Michael laughs)

    SAUL:
    Hey. I overheard what Angel said to you in the stairwell.

    MICHAEL:
    Oh you did? Oh, yeah, well-

    SAUL:
    Man, heís an ass, donít listen to him. You did what you had to do.

    MICHAEL:
    Yeah, but um, he was right in a way. I coulda done some damage.

    SAUL:
    You know what? You did a Hail Mary pass, and that shit wasnít intercepted, so, itís alright. Everyone just appreciates the win! (Michael puts away the breakfast dishes) Especially me.

    MICHAEL:
    What does that mean?

    SAUL:
    Oh, you know what I mean.

    MICHAEL:
    Uh uh. Out with it.

    SAUL:
    Lizzy, man! Thatís one fine piece of ass. I mean, we gotta start repopulatiní, right? (Michael laughs) Think about it.

    MICHAEL:
    Hey, hey. Her boyfriend was killed by those things like a day ago. I donít think you have much of a chance. Wait, what happened to your girl, the one you keep on trying to call?

    SAUL:
    Look, Iím sure sheís not gonna mind. But Lizzy! I may not have a chance right now, but give it some timeÖ I mean, weíre gonna be stuck here for a while and, well, letís face it; look at our other options. Pegs? Sure sheís cute and all, but pretty fuckiní uptight if you ask me. She wonít even touch a gun! What the hellís up with that?

    MICHAEL:
    Well, have you even talked to her? I wouldnít go judging before you get to know her. Not everyone grew up with guns like you did, OK? I- I didnít until the military. Maybe she may be really afraid of Ďem. I donít know, maybe something couldíve happened to her and maybe someone she cared about got hurt.

    SAUL:
    (chuckles) So I guess you thought about this a lot, huh?

    MICHAEL:
    Eh, Iím, Iím just tryna figure everyone out. Itís that intel side of me. The more I know, the better I can deal.

    SAUL:
    Whatever. As I was saying. Now Rileyís on the other side of the coin. I donít mind a bit of her spunk but, I like to be the one in charge of a relationship. OK, sheís like a wo-man, if you know what I mean.

    MICHAEL:
    Hm, seems like youíve been thinking about this a lot.

    SAUL:
    Yeah, well it beats thinking about whatever else is out there. Gives me hope, and something to look forward to. I mean, itís a pretty small pond now. I might have a chance.

    MICHAEL:
    Wow. (laughs)

    (Someone knocks at the apartment door)

    SAUL:
    Who is it?

    RILEY:
    Itís Riley.

    SAUL:
    (whisper)
    Shit. You think she heard us?

    MICHAEL:
    Come in.

    RILEY:
    Hey! We were going through upstairs, and we found this! (revolver click) Looks like a Colt 45.

    MICHAEL:
    Wow. You know your guns, any ammunition?

    RILEY:
    Just a box, here. (bullets ratting)

    MICHAEL:
    You find anything else interesting?

    PEGS:
    Yeah! Lizzyís upstairs gathering medicine from everyoneís cabinets and bringing it down here.

    SAUL:
    Why here?

    RILEY:
    See, thatís why I wanted to talk to you. I was thinking, maybe we should have a little store or something that we keep everything valuable. That way, we know what we have, and what we need. If someone gets hurt, and needs antibiotics, we wouldnít go looking through everyone to find it.

    MICHAEL:
    Thatís a good idea. You run it by Angel, heís the officer.

    RILEY:
    I thought I could run it by you and maybe you could mention it to him?

    SAUL:
    Oh, why donít you just do it? Why are you asking us in the first place?

    PEGS:
    Well, Ďcause youíre in charge, not Angel, right?

    SAUL:
    What?

    MICHAEL:
    Pegs, technically Angel is an officer, so heís higher up than me.

    RILEY:
    But you have more experience, right? You actually know what youíre doing.

    MICHAEL:
    Knew this might come up. Um, look. Angel is an officer, which means heís trained to look at the big picture, to look at the overall mission. Sometimes I need to be reminded of that. Iím supposed to look after how we get the mission done, and to look after all of you. Thatís just how it works.

    RILEY:
    Still, I feel better talking to you. Would you mind talking to him about it?

    MICHAEL:
    Well, I will do that, but, you can go ahead and get started on the shop.

    RILEY:
    Thanks Michael.

    MICHAEL:
    Wait. Where you settiní up?

    RILEY:
    There was a large three-bedroom at the end of the hall, itís big enough.

    MICHAEL:
    Mm. And your idea? Itís very clever. Nice work.

    PEGS:
    Thanks.

    RILEY:
    Pegs, why donít you go find Lizzy and help her out? Iíll catch right up.

    PEGS:
    You sure? I mean, I can wait for you, and, and-

    RILEY:
    No no no, itís alright, just go, go, OK?

    PEGS:
    OhÖ okÖ

    RILEY:
    PleaseeeeÖ would one of you give her something to do? She hasnít left me alone for more than 2 seconds.

    MICHAEL:
    W-well Iím not sure what we can do about that right now. The garden on the roof is a great idea, but until we clear out Bill she needs to do something else.

    RILEY:
    Argh, but sheís driving me crazy! Ever since I took her to the roof of the flower shop, she hasnít left my side.

    MICHAEL:
    Well, you found your niche, the store. Why donít you put her in charge of something so she has a niche as well?

    SAUL:
    What about the power? O-or the water? Well what if we run out? Uh, m-maybe have her fill up all the bathtubs in the building. No matter when it goes, weíll have a decent supply.

    RILEY:
    Mm, I like that. Itís great! Uh, Iíll go and let her know.

    MICHAEL:
    Whereís Datu?

    RILEY:
    Heís with Angel, why?

    MICHAEL:
    Saul, you give me an idea.
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