Chapter 2 Transcript

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Transcript of 2 - The Two Things
Written by Kc Wayland
Transcription courtesy of Re1ndeer (Part 1) and DemetriusH (Part 2 & 3)
Edited by DemetriusH
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[top]Part 1


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:
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!

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.



(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.

[top]Part 2


MICHAEL:
Whereís Datu?

RILEY:
Heís with Angel, why?

MICHAEL:
Saul, you give me an idea.

(Musical bridge)

ANGEL:
You think this is gonna work?

MICHAEL:
Think about it. We shut off Billís water and power, he has nothing. No matter what he has stored up in there, it wonít last him forever. This way we can smoke him out.

DATU:
Thatís a great idea! I know where I can do that! Do you want me to-

ANGEL:
Wait, that could just force him into the building where he attacks someone. We have no idea what his mental state is right now, right now he thinks heís safe up there. We take that away he might get desperate.

MICHAEL:
Well we need roof access! We have a few balconies, but very little sunlight and not a lot of area.

ANGEL:
As it is, the roof isnít the highest priority. So we leave him alone. For now.

MICHAEL:
Well then what is our top priority?

ANGEL:
Getting through that door so we can clear the lobby. See, Lizzy said she came here because she saw it was boarded up and knew people were alive inside. What if more people see it right now and think this place is safe?

MICHAEL:
But we have no idea how many might be out there right now. We may not be able to shut this door again.

ANGEL:
Yeah, I thought of that too. Iíve been on guard duty all morning trying to think of something. You know, itís too far from the parking garage to try to go around, we might just draw more in.

DATU:
What about the elevators?

MICHAEL:
Thatís too risky. And it would be impossible to get the door shut in a hurry.

ANGEL:
What aboutÖ whatís above the lobby?

DATU:
Thereís a apartment above it, I- I think.

ANGEL:
Could we drill a small hole in the floor so we could at least see whatís going on down there?

DATU:
The floor is thick, and has insulation, pipes, kinda hard to go through.

ANGEL:
But if we get an idea of how many there are down there, thatís all we need.

DATU:
Itís worth a shot. Iíll go get my tools.

(Datu runs off)

MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
It took 3 hours to get through the floor. We wouldíve done it quicker, but we had to take our time doing it quietly. Light shone through the small gap as we pushed our way past insulation and pipes, and onto the other side.

DATU:
(whisper)
Iím through.

ANGEL:
(whisper)
Move. Lemme see.

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
How many?

ANGEL:
(whisper)
Four, that I can see. Theyíre, theyíre wandering around the lobby. Not sure what theyíre doing.

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
Well, lemme look.

(Angel shifts aside for Michael)

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
Alright. Datu, go get Saul. Heíll watch the door while Angel and I clear the lobby.

DATU:
(whisper)
OK.

ANGEL:
(whisper)
Me? Why not Saul help you clear?

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
(laughs) Look. Youíre the better shot. Iíd rather have you down there with me.

ANGEL:
(whisper)
But, what if more come?

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
Look, weíll deal with that if it comes up, now címon! Donít wuss out on me.

(Time skips forward to the retaking of the lobby)

SAUL:
Hey. You ready to do this?

MICHAEL:
Watch the door and be ready to seal it off if something happens to us out there.

ANGEL:
Wait, you didnít say anything about that.

MICHAEL:
No. It was you who said it, remember? ďWhat good is one or two if we lose everybody?Ē Saul, remove the wood beam.

ANGEL:
Wait, but, I-

(Wood beam is removed)

MICHAEL:
You ready?

ANGEL:
No, I- wait, I-

(Stairwell door is opened)

(Three zombies are killed in rapid succession, leaving only one left)

MICHAEL:
Three down!

(More shots fired)

MICHAEL:
Get him! He ducked behind the front desk!

ANGEL:
Itís hiding!?

ANGEL:
Iíll get him. Just get to the door.

(Keys jangling)

SAUL:
Well that was fast.

ANGEL:
Come out, come out, wherever you areÖ There you are!

(Angel readies his rifle, butÖ)

ANGEL:
ItísÖ jammed! (zombie jumps on him) Michael! Ah! Fuck! Get him! Kill him! Get, get it off me!

SAUL:
Hold on, hold on!

ANGEL:
Ah! Get it off, get it off me!

(The zombie is kicked off Angel by Saul and killed)

SAUL:
(to Angel)
Alright, get up. Nap timeís over.

ANGEL:
(to Michael)
I thought you said my rifle was good!

MICHAEL:
It was! I checked it. Something might be seriously wrong with it.

ANGEL:
Yeah, no shit! Lucky for me Saul was able to knock that asshole off me!

SAUL:
Yeah, IÖ I didnít wanna shoot it, with it on top of you like thatÖ

ANGEL:
Is that because you didnít wanna get blood on me, or because you were gonna miss him, and hit me!

SAUL:
Thatís some thanks. You know what, fuck you.

ANGEL:
No, fuck you!

MICHAEL:
Hey hey hey, hey, relax you two, itís over. Weíre all OK.

(Datu comes down the stairwell)

DATU:
Is it clear?

ANGEL:
(huffing) Yeah, whatever.

DATU:
Did you get them?

RILEY:
Is it safe to come out now?

MICHAEL:
Yeah, itís clear, come on down.

RILEY:
I heard screaming, is everyone OK?

MICHAEL:
Yeah. Yeah yeah, just a, just a close call is all.

ANGEL:
Yeah, no shit. You can watch the door now, Iím going to my room.

(Angel walks upstairs)

SAUL:
You see how it hid from us? Iíve never seen them react like that before.

MICHAEL:
Well maybe itís just a coincidence. Or, maybe theyíre not as dumb as we thought.

SAUL:
Thatís scary shit.

MICHAEL:
Yeah. Go up and keep an eye on Angel. Make sureÖ just make sure heís OK.

SAUL:
Why? You think he might, you know, be one-

MICHAEL:
(cuts him off) Probably not. But just to play it safe, watch him.

SAUL:
You got it, boss.

MICHAEL:
And hey! Donít get trigger-happy.

SAUL:
(chuckles) Shit.

(Michael laughs and Saul heads upstairs)

RILEY:
What was that all about?

MICHAEL:
Uh, we just had a close call.

RILEY:
What are we going to do with them?

MICHAEL:
Toss Ďem out the balcony on the second floor.

DATU:
I can take care of that.

RILEY:
Really?

DATU:
I- Iíve cleaned up worse. Itís the least I can do.

MICHAEL:
Well lemme give you a hand.

(Michael literally gives Datu a hand)

SAUL:
(laughing and clapping) Hehehe. (Michael laughs)

MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
The stench of those bodies was like no other dead body Iíve ever dealt with. It was like the body had been already rotting for several days. The three of us dragged the bodies up several flights of stairs, wrapped up tightly in nothing but shower curtains and plastic bags. We made sure to use rubber gloves and face masks. The combination of scented bleach and human remains made us all puke numerous times. Riley and Datu stayed with me for the entire time. For not having any military training, I had a feeling I could really trust these two.

(Datu grunts and the balconyís sliding door is opened)

(The zombie body is tossed over the edge)

RILEY:
Thatís the last of them.

(Everyone wipes their hands)

MICHAEL:
Uh, both of you. Go shower and wash up. Pegs should be done with dinner soon.

RILEY:
Arenít you coming too?

MICHAEL:
Well someone needs to watch the front.

RILEY:
It should be alright. You locked the front and the stairwell. But if it makes you feel better, Iíll shower first and then weíll swap. Because you definitely need it.

(Sliding door is closed)



(Running water)

MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
I donít think any length of shower or soap couldíve made me feel clean at that point. I felt dirty with the stench covering my skin that seemed to never come out. By the time I felt somewhat sanitized, everyone had gathered in the common room for dinner.

(Various plates, forks, spoons, knifes, and napkins can be heard)

MICHAEL:
Is this everyone?

SAUL:
Unless you wanna go up and get Bill? Yeah, this is it.

MICHAEL:
Whoís watching the door?

ANGEL:
Itís sealed off pretty well. If anythingís in the stairwell, weíll hear it cominí a mile away.

MICHAEL:
(to Lizzy)
Iím sorry, I didnít really get to meet you today. Iím Michael.

LIZZY:
Lizzy.

SAUL:
Címon, can we eat already? Iím starving.

ANGEL:
Dig in.

MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
I could see what Saul saw in Lizzy. Once she was cleaned up, she was a very attractive young girl. She didnít really say much at first, but who could blame her. Her bleach blonde hair was previously covered in so much grit and grime, I had thought she was brunette. Sheíd finally shed off some of the ugly outside world and let her gorgeous green eyes shine across the table. I think even Riley was taken aback by them. Made me think; maybe Saulís comments werenít foolish.

MICHAEL:
This smells great, who made it?

PEGS:
I did. I gathered up a lot of the vegetables and made a nice stew. I have some other things in mind for this week, so that we donít let what ingredients we have expire.

ANGEL:
Hey, can you pass the bread?

PEGS:
Mhm!

ANGEL:
And enough of that; how much other food do we have?

RILEY:
Um, we have a lot of canned stuff, and a decent amount of frozen food. So it should be OK for a while. That is unless we get more people.

MICHAEL:
We do hope to find more people out there, but we need to start soon. The longer we wait, the-

LIZZY:
Can we please talk about something else?

SAUL:
(mouth full of food)
Like what? This shitís important! Weíre all here. If we donít talk about it now, then-

DATU:
Sheís right. What else can we talk about?

RILEY:
Er, your soup is very good, Pegs.

PEGS:
Mm, thanks. I found some grates by Siz (Can anyone identify what is said here?) in the girlís room on the 4th floor.

RILEY:
Pegs, that was not a girlís room.

PEGS:
What? No, there were dresses in the closet.

RILEY:
Yeah, butÖ did you check the sizes? What about the drawers in the bathroom?

PEGS:
Well, he couldíve had a woman living with him. Or, at least staying with him.

DATU:
What room was that?

PEGS:
4Ö 4C I think.

DATU:
Oh, no. Rileyís right. Mr. Abernati lived alone.

ANGEL:
Hey, we have a policy here; donít ask, donít tell.

SAUL:
No wonder that shit didnít fit you. (Would like some clarity on what he said here.)

PEGS:
Really? He was? I mean, the dresses were a little large, but I figured they could fit Riley.

RILEY:
Hey!

(A noise comes from outside the room)

PEGS:
Did you hear that?

DATU:
(ignoring Pegs)
No, he kept to himself. Not surprised though.

SAUL:
(laughs) What other shit you find in peopleís rooms?

RILEY:
What did you mean by-

LIZZY:
You wouldnít believe the amount of porn we found in this one room.

SAUL:
Really!? And what room would that be?

LIZZY:
Ew, Iím not gonna tell you-

PEGS:
Did you see that?

ANGEL:
What? What was it?

PEGS:
Something just moved over there. Down the hall. Did anyone else see it?

RILEY:
Really, because I didnít see anything. You must be imagining things.

PEGS:
What?

MICHAEL:
Well, Iíll, Iíll check the stairwell, maybe something got through.

ANGEL:
Iím cominí with you.

MICHAEL:
Youíre acting brave Ďcause the girls are watching, arenít ya?

(The soldiers head out to the stairwell)

LIZZY:
Is he serious? Did something get through?

SAUL:
Hey, itís alright, none of us came to dinner unarmed. (Saul cocks a gun) We got our shit, weíre good.

LIZZY:
W-wait, what if it is something? Like, like what if one of those things got through? Iím not staying here then.

(Slight commotion as Lizzy gets up)

SAUL:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, blondie.

LIZZY:
We need to get out.

SAUL:
Just sit tight. Alright?

MICHAEL:
The frontís still sealed.

ANGEL:
Whateverís in here got sealed in here with us.

LIZZY:
OhÖ oh GodÖ itís been here this whole time?

MICHAEL:
(cuts her off) Pegs, Pegs, whatíd it look like?

PEGS:
I donít know. I just saw something move out of the corner of my eye.

RILEY:
It may have been nothing. Pegs was the only one who saw it.

PEGS:
Are you calling me a liar?

MICHAEL:
Quiet!

(Everyone starts moving into the hall)

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
This way?

PEGS:
(whisper)
Yeah. Down the hall there.

SAUL:
(whisper)
I donít see shit!

ANGEL:
(whisper)
It could be in any of these apartments. Whoís bright idea was it to take off the doors?

MICHAEL:
We needed something to block out the windows downstairs, itís not like we had anything else.

SAUL:
(whisper)
Hey! Shut it you two! I thought I heard something.

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
Where?

SAUL:
(whisper)
In there. 2G.

DATU:
(whisper)
That was Ginaís apartment.

SAUL:
(whisper)
Thanks. Iíll be sure to make a note of that.

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
Címon, heís just tryna help.

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
You think Bill made it down for dinner after all?

RILEY:
He wouldnít have if he smelled it!

PEGS:
What? You said you liked it!

RILEY:
Sorry Pegs, somebody had to say it. It tasted like you threw up into a pot and heated it up.

PEGS:
Well, Iím sorry if Iím not some exquisite French chef. You were busy, and someone had to make dinner. Oh, and, by the way, itís Pegs. Not Peegs. Say it right.

RILEY:
Please. Next time just come and get me. Iíll drop whatever it is Iím doing. You just do the growing.

PEGS:
Fine. I will.

ANGEL:
(whisper)
Give it a rest, you two!

(Door creaks open)

SAUL:
(whisper)
Want me to go in first?

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
You heard it, you go.

SAUL:
(whisper)
I said, I thought I heard something, I didnít say I did hear something.

MICHAEL:
(whisper)
OK. Rock Paper Scissors.

(And thus, the first Rock Paper Scissors game in the zombie apocalypse is played, and Michael loses to Saul)

(Michael sighs)

SAUL:
On 3? 1, 2-

(A very loud gunshot goes off)

MICHAEL:
Aw, fuck!

ANGEL:
There. I saw it. It ran across the room.

PEGS:
Michael! Whatís wrong!?

MICHAEL:
Damnit Angel, you fired right by my ear!

ANGEL:
Sorry!

MICHAEL:
Well, what? What was it? Was it one of them?

SAUL:
I saw it too. This one was much smaller, it ran under the bed.

(The soldiers enter the bedroom)

SAUL:
Hold on. Lemme look.

(Saul drops to the ground to see under the bed)

MICHAEL:
W-w-wait, careful Saul, donít, donít get too close!

SAUL:
Anyone got a light?

DATU:
Here. Take mine.

(Datu hands him the flashlight and Saul flips it on)

SAUL:
UhÖ I donít see anythingÖ Wait. Wait, I- I see it now.

(Cat purring becomes audible)

SAUL:
Itís a cat. Black and white.

ANGEL:
Shoot it!

PEGS:
What!? Wait, donít!

SAUL:
Yeah, Iím not doiní that, you do it, I kinda like cats.

ANGEL:
Hey! It might be one of them, you donít know!

PEGS:
You donít even know if it could be one of them.

ANGEL:
Why risk it? It attacks any one of us, even scratches one of us, and that could be it. You donít know.

PEGS:
Fine. Iíll get it then.

MICHAEL:
Pegs. I donít think you understand what could happen here.

PEGS:
Well, lemme see it first.

(Pegs drops down and looks at the hidden cat)

PEGS:
Awww. Look, itís scared. I mean, it looks OK, right?

SAUL:
I just said, I didnít want to shoot it. You want the cat? You go get it.

PEGS:
Awe. Come here, come out, come here Mr. KittyÖ

RILEY:
Youíve got to be fucking kidding me, this is patheticÖ

PEGS:
Ugh. Would someone help me?

ANGEL:
I think youíre on your own.

PEGS:
Well, at least someone lift up the bed.

SAUL:
Fuuck that. I ainít gonna have Zombie Kitty come out and bite my shit.

MICHAEL:
Well said, Saul. Wow.

LIZZY:
Fine, Iíll help her.

SAUL:
Your non-funeral.

PEGS:
Here. You lift, and Iíll grab it. 1, 2, 3!

(The bed is lifted and the cat is grabbed)

PEGS:
Here! I got her, or himÖ

(The cat scratches Pegs, and everyone turns their guns on her)

PEGS:
Ouch!

LIZZY:
Oh. Shit. Pegs, youíre bleeding.

PEGS:
Iím alright, see?

MICHAEL:
Lizzy, get over here by me!

PEGS:
Guys, guys, Iím fine, look. Itís just a scratch, see? Put your guns down now, please.

ANGEL:
We canít do that, Pegs.

PEGS:
Please, youíre making me uncomfortable, stop pointing those things at me, please!

SAUL:
Lady, youíre makiní me uncomfortable.

[top]Part 3


(The bed is lifted and the cat is grabbed)

PEGS:
Here! I got her, or himÖ

(The cat scratches Pegs, and everyone turns their guns on her)

PEGS:
Ouch!

LIZZY:
Oh. Shit. Pegs, youíre bleeding.

PEGS:
Iím alright, see?

MICHAEL:
Lizzy, get over here by me!

PEGS:
Guys, guys, Iím fine, look. Itís just a scratch, see? Put your guns down now, please.

ANGEL:
We canít do that, Pegs.

PEGS:
Please, youíre making me uncomfortable, stop pointing those things at me, please!

SAUL:
Lady, youíre makiní me uncomfortable.

SAUL:
What the fuck do we do with her now?

PEGS:
Would you stop pointing those FUCKING GUNS AT ME!?

(Pegs starts moving)

SAUL:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whatís she doing?

ANGEL:
Sheís goiní after the cat!

(Pegs grabs the cat)

PEGS:
(pants) I got him, see? Heís ok. Heís ok, see? Look at his eyes. Heís not like them. Iím not like them.

MICHAEL:
Stand down, guys.

SAUL:
You sure? What is she-

MICHAEL:
(cuts him off) Just do it Saul. I think whatever couldíve happened wouldíve happened already. Right Riley?

RILEY:
Yeah. It seemed to happen pretty quick with the others.

PEGS:
See? Iím ok right?

RILEY:
Can I go help her?

ANGEL:
Yeah, go on.

RILEY:
Címon, Pegs. Letís get you to your room.


PEGS:
Can I take Mr. Whiskers?

RILEY:
Who the hell names their cat that?

DATU:
Gina did.

RILEY:
Come on, this way.

(The two girls start to walk off)

RILEY:
Hey look, Iím sorry for what I said earlier.

PEGS:
Itís ok. The stew was really bad.

RILEY:
Liz, grab the catbox, would you? I donít want this thing shitting on my sofa.

LIZZY:
Where are you guys staying?

RILEY:
Down the hall here. We have an extra bed for you.

LIZZY:
You mean I have to stay in the same room as Edward Scissorkitty?

(They walk off and close the door)

SAUL:
Lizzy could just stay in my room, (laughs) thereís a much less deadly beast in there.

MICHAEL:
Datu. Just make sure theyíre OK.

(Michael whips out a gun)

MICHAEL:
And take this with you, just in case. You know to use that?

DATU:
Yeah, I used to shoot with my dad back home.

MICHAEL:
Red for fire, white for no fire. OK?

DATU:
OK. Got it.

(Datu walks off too)

ANGEL:
What a pain in the ass.

MICHAEL:
I donít know. Maybe itíll have itís benefits.

ANGEL:
Oh really? Oh I see how it is, you and Pegs, huh?

SAUL:
Thatís fine. Huh. As long as you stay off my Lizzy.

MICHAEL:
No no no, itís not like that at all. I was referring to the cat. Itís not like one of them, maybe we can learn something from it.

SAUL:
Dude. You experiment with the ladyís cat, and you ainít never gonna get anymore pussy. Well, besides just that one.

ANGEL:
Aw shit. Now thatís funny.

MICHAEL:
Oh fuck you.

(Angel laughs)

MICHAEL:
Whoís on guard duty tonight?

SAUL:
I had it last night.

ANGEL:
Yeah, well I had it this morning and I think that means itís you, Michael.

MICHAEL:
No, no way! I dragged those nasty ass bodies up two flights of stairs and I still smell like Ďem. Iím takiní another shower.

SAUL:
Dude, if itís just gonna be us watching the front this shitís gonna get old real quick. Why canít one of them do it? I mean, if they get through the front door, they could just come and get us.

ANGEL:
We need our rest. I mean, we are the best trained and we need to be on alert if something goes wrong.

MICHAEL:
Fair enough. (faraway unbolting of a door) Iíll go ask.

RILEY:
No, no need. Iíll do it tonight, Michael.

SAUL:
Oh shit. They just heard all that?

MICHAEL:
Real smooth.

ANGEL:
Youíre a dick.

(Everyone laughs)

MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
The next morning, Angel started planning the first recon mission. Whatever was said at dinner really set him in motion to do what needed to be done.

(Angel is fiddling with a map and notes)

ANGEL:
Ok. Here. We, found a map of the local area. Right now, weíre here. And there isnít much in the immediate area where there might be survivors. But, once you get over here, thereís a lot of places to hide.

MICHAEL:
Alright, Iím with you so far.

ANGEL:
Alright, so there- alright. Thereís a few places here, here, and here that we can stop and get supplies. This is a great sporting goods store, and, and these markets right here next door. Now, our big stop, is here; at the hardware store. Now, we need generators and we need them soon. I mean, we lose power, all those frozen foods are useless. And thatís easily half of what we have.

MICHAEL:
And how you gonna fit all this in one Hummer? With all the supplies, thereíll barely be enough room if you find anyone.

ANGEL:
We take a minimal crew. Just two of us. If you donít mind, Iíll take one of the spare rifles, maybe you can see what you can do about fixing mine.

MICHAEL:
Oh. So youíre going too?

ANGEL:
I figure itíd be best if Saul and I went. You stay here.

MICHAEL:
You sure thatís a good idea? Saul may be able to lift a heavy load, but heís no marksman.

ANGEL:
Itís better for the rest of these people if you stay here. Something happens to you, weíd have bigger problems.

MICHAEL:
Whatíre you talking about?

ANGEL:
Donít be naive. They feel much safer with you. Look, these people are holding on by mere threads and last night was just one example. But no matter what happens, they stand firmly next to you, willing to do what it takes to get through this. Saul and I have little to do with that.

MICHAEL:
Whereís all this cominí from? Something in that stew last night make you-

ANGEL:
Whatever. Consider it an order then. You may not understand where itís coming from, but you are staying here.

(Door creaks open)

ANGEL:
Oh. And, you might want to start training these people on how to hold and use a gun. Datu was walking around with the safety off last night, couldíve caused some serious damage to himself or someone else.

(Angel starts to walk out)

MICHAEL:
Wait. When are you leaving?

ANGEL:
First thing in the morning. Saulís prepping the Hummer now.

(Angel walks out and shuts the door)

(Bridge to later in the day)

(Birds are heard outside and footsteps are also heard)

MICHAEL:
(to Lizzy)
Alright, youíre doing good. Now, raise the end of the rifle up just a little bit, and put that black sight post right in the middle.

(Gunshot fires off)

LIZZY:
Ha! Nailed it!

MICHAEL:
(chuckles) Nice! Alright, your turn Datu, then Riley.

DATU:
Alright.

MICHAEL:
Pegs, you can, you can still try if you want to.

PEGS:
Iím watching. Iím learning, I justÖ donít need to pick one up.

LIZZY:
Oh come on! Itís not that hard! I was a little shaky at first but then I got the hang of it.

RILEY:
Not a bad shot. You nailed that news anchor right between the eyes.

LIZZY:
Ha, it was an ugly billboard anyway. I mean really, who needs to have a 50-foot version of themselves?

RILEY:
Probably compensating a bit, what do you think?

PEGS:
How can you even joke right now?

(Pegs storms off)

LIZZY:
Whatís her problem?

RILEY:
How does she expect to survive if she doesnít learn how to defend herself?

DATU:
(whisper) Look! (zombie noises) Down there! I see one! (zombie snarl) Oh shit! I think they heard us! I- I mean, you told us that-

MICHAEL:
Nah nah nah, nah I doubt it. Weíre up high enough to even you wouldnít know which direction the sound came from.

DATU:
(whisper)
Can I shoot it?

LIZZY:
Give me that rifle.

DATU:
(whisper)
What? I want to!

LIZZY:
Give it to me!

(Lizzy starts grabbing it forcefully)

DATU:
Oh, oh, ok! Here.

MICHAEL:
Wait, wait Lizzy, we donít know if thatís-

(Gunshots come from the M16 as Lizzy headshots the zombie)

DATU:
Whoa, shit! You see that? His head exploded!

MICHAEL:
That was really fuckiní stupid, Lizzy, that couldíve been a normal lookiní for some place-

LIZZY:
It wasnít. That was the one who grabbed Todd at the door. We done here? Ok.

(Lizzy runs off)

RILEY:
I should go talk to her.

(Riley runs off in pursuit)

RILEY:
Lizzy, wait up.

(Michael sighs as he turns to head inside)

DATU:
Wait! Youíre not going yet! I still need to learn!

MICHAEL:
Yeah. Alright. Um, here, the best shot is when you can support yourself on something, like your knee or something, that way you donít shake. (fade out) You can also use the sling to hold the end of the rifle tight to keep from shakingÖ



(Sounds of a gun moving around)

DATU:
Thank you Michael. So, should I go watch downstairs now?

MICHAEL:
Yeah. Go relieve Saul so he can finish packiní up.

(Datu walks off and Michael lights a smoke as Pegs enters in)

PEGS:
Hey.

MICHAEL:
Oh. Hey Pegs. You want one?

PEGS:
Oh, no thanks. I think itís gross.

MICHAEL:
Oh. Alright, well uh, here, Iíll put mine out.

(Michael puts out the cigarette)

PEGS:
Oh! You didnít have to do that.

MICHAEL:
Ha, itís too late now.

MICHAEL:
(sighs) You hear that?

PEGS:
Hear what?

MICHAEL:
Exactly. Nothiní. No planes, no cars, nothing.

PEGS:
ItísÖ creepy.

MICHAEL:
(laughs) So, what can I do for you? Change your mind about the shooting lessons?

PEGS:
Uh, no, I havenít. I just wanted to talk to you.

MICHAEL:
Oh?

PEGS:
Yeah, well, you see, I know youíre trying to help, and you think that I need to know how to shoot a gun.

MICHAEL:
Yeah, and Iím right.

PEGS:
You are, I know. I just canít do it.

MICHAEL:
Well so youíve told me. No idea why that is, you gonna clue me in on it?

(Pegs sighs sadly)

MICHAEL:
Alright, I guess not then.

PEGS:
Well, thank you for one. I know youíre staying to look after us, and that youíre doing everything you can to keep us safe.

MICHAEL:
Yeah, and, youíre not helping that. I canít put you on guard duty unless you can use a gun. You understand that, donít ya?

PEGS:
Iíll make up for it, in other areas, I swear. Once we have the garden, I will be up there every day.

MICHAEL:
Right now we donít even have the roof. You may never get to make a garden.

PEGS:
Please. I know, Iím- Iím sorryÖ Iím worthlessÖ

MICHAEL:
Youíre not worthless, címon, you know that.

PEGS:
Riley doesnít even want me around her anymore. I broke one of Datuís hammers trying to fix some shelving for the shop, I canít do guard duty, what the hell am I supposed to do!?

MICHAEL:
You broke a hammer? How the hellíd you break a hammer, I couldnít do that if I tried!

PEGS:
(laughs) It was pretty oldÖ

MICHAEL:
Ho ho, you must be pretty strong. Ay Pegs, you have a lot of things going for you. Youíre smart, youíre kind, youíre giving, youíre pretty, and youíre brave.

PEGS:
(laughs) Thatís sweet. But how am I brave? Iím afraid to use a gun.

MICHAEL:
You stood by what you believe. And for whatever reason, youíre being true to yourself even though itís a life-threatening situation. For some people, itís easy to change what you believe in based on the circumstances. And, you havenít done that. Iíve known a lot of cowardly soldiers before, and they all had guns. Youíre going head-first into these situations without hesitation.

PEGS:
Öwhat did you say right before brave?

MICHAEL:
Ok, well, uh, you need to do something here, so, you know, letís, letís figure this out. Uh, um, you have the water thing covered, is there anything else you can do?

PEGS:
I donít know. I can sow. I thought I could cook. I took a few art classes in college but those donít matter. Oh, I donít know.

MICHAEL:
Wait wait wait, wait a second. What college did you go to?

PEGS:
Santa Rosa? When did you graduate? 2006, 2007? We canít be that much different in age.

MICHAEL:
Yeah, I bet weíre not. I, I kinda still go there, well, went there.

PEGS:
It took a while, Ďcause of the army thing?

MICHAEL:
Ha, yep. The army ďthingĒ.

PEGS:
You went overseasÖ you know, to there?

MICHAEL:
Yeah. Saul and I were both there.

PEGS:
Did you umÖ well, how do I ask this?

MICHAEL:
Well itís best if you donít ask. Everyone wants to know, but no one really wants to.

PEGS:
So the spiders. Are they really that big, ew!

MICHAEL:
(laughs with Pegs) Oh! That. Yeah, yeah, they they can be but itís really rare.

PEGS:
What did you think I wasÖ oh. Yeah, I wouldnít ask that.

PEGS:
So. What did you say before?

MICHAEL:
What?

PEGS:
I donít know, something about beingÖ pretty?

MICHAEL:
Um, I got a- uh, you, you, you could make some signs. You know, w-w-we could hang them, from the rafters here and you, you could sow some sheets together and p-p-p-paint some signs.

PEGS:
Yeah. Thatíd be great. (nervous Michael laugh) I could so totally do that.

MICHAEL:
And, youíd be saving lives, you know everyone, who would see your signs would come here for safety. You know, they would be here because of you.

PEGS:
Thatís so awesome. Iíll get started right away. Oh, thank you, thank you thank you thank you thank you, I could kiss you!

(They share a very awkward kiss)

PEGS:
YouÖ

MICHAEL:
Uh, I uh, uh I think Datu, uh (Pegs sighs) has some paint cans in his closet.

PEGS:
Yeah yeah, Iíll umÖ Iíll go get started.

MICHAEL:
Yep.

PEGS:
Uh, bye.

MICHAEL:
Yep.

(Pegs walks off)

MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
Pegs made me realise something at that moment. In order for people to keep their sanity, they needed two things. One, they needed safety. Or at least a sense of it. Two, they needed something to do. Idle hands in this environment could cut already dangling bits of hope. At that moment, I could think of a third. But, that would have to wait.

SAUL:
Ay, grab that steel plate there.

(Metal is drug against the ground)

DATU:
Here you go.

(Saul welds the metal to the Hummer)

MICHAEL:
Wow, look at all this!

SAUL:
You like it? I fixed up the Humvee with a bit of extraÖ protection. Look at this. We now have a hatch.

MICHAEL:
Nicely done.

ANGEL:
Yeah, Saul has done an excellent job modifying our little behemoth here.

MICHAEL:
Well, do you wanna tell him, or should I?

ANGEL:
You go ahead, you thought of it.

SAUL:
(wipes his hands) What? You thought of what?

MICHAEL:
We were thinking of puttiní you in charge of the motor pool.

SAUL:
What? You mean, the parking garage?

MICHAEL:
No, itís now the motor pool. Youíre in charge of keeping it safe, and if need be, making a few more modifications to some of our more, economic vehicles down here, like those.

SAUL:
Oh, you mean those pussy hybrids?

ANGEL:
Hey, we wonít have to worry (door opens from behind) as much about noise or gas consumption as this big olí diesel. But weíll save those for when we get back, that is, if youíre up for it.

(Riley approaches them)

SAUL:
Sweet!

RILEY:
Whatís sweet?

SAUL:
Oh. Just that this here is now my motor pool.

RILEY:
How wonderful. Here are some things from my shop. Itís all canned food, but it should last you. How long are you planning to be gone?

ANGEL:
Less than a day, if we can help it.

RILEY:
Oh. Well, in case you get stuck out there, I brought you extras. Oh, and donít lose this. Can openers are few and far between. We couldnít find many upstairs.

ANGEL:
Oh, thank you Riley.

(The Hummer door opens and the stuff is put inside)

MICHAEL:
What? What is it? Why, why are you looking at me like that?

RILEY:
Ohhh, no reason. Iím just glad Pegs had something to keep her occupied for a while.

(Riley walks away)

RILEY:
See you at dinner, boys.

(Riley opens the main door and shuts it)

SAUL:
Whoa. What? Whatíd you do, Mike? CímonÖ you jump her bones?

MICHAEL:
Hey, how- how crude can you be? You know, you really need to learn how to speak to a non-commissioned officer.

ANGEL:
Now Iím really curious. You didnít say you didnít. (ironic coughing)

MICHAEL:
Nothing. I just gave her a job to make big signs for the building, so other survivors can see that weíre here.

SAUL:
Oh, Iím sure you gave her a job.

(Everyone laughs)

SAUL:
Well that, that is a good idea, I mean, I was thinkiní about that-

ANGEL:
Yeah, sure you were, Saul. Now Michael. That wasnít the look she gave you, címon, you can trust us.

MICHAEL:
I need to go wash up. You two and trying hard to find something that youíre not gonna find.

SAUL:
Aw, youíre breakiní my heart, Michael. We may not come back and you wonít even tell us-

MICHAEL:
Na na na, youíre cominí back, youíre a lowly son of a bitch to pull that petty crap and Iíll see you at dinner.

(Michael opens the door)

SAUL:
Yeah, but you ainít denying it.

MICHAEL (NARRATOR):
The night came and went without incident. I sat up on guard duty thinking about Saul and Angel and what my life wouldíve been without them. Before this all happened, I wouldnít want to spend 2 minutes with them in the real world. We would never go out to eat, and if I saw them in a bar, Iíd turn the other way. Now, I couldnít stand the idea of them leaving. Especially with the chance of them not cominí back.

(Michael sighs and opens a door)

SAUL:
Morning, sunshine!

MICHAEL:
Hey. You ready?

RILEY:
Here. Iíll watch the front, you all head to the motor pool. Good luck.

(The soldiers walk out to the parking garage)

MICHAEL:
You nervous?

SAUL:
Naw. Iím excited to see whatís out there. You never know, we might pick up some really desperate chick with some big olí bitties and a waist the size of my thigh!

MICHAEL:
Is that all you ever think about?

(Car door shuts)

ANGEL:
Can you imagine what the two of us are gonna be able to talk about on our little road trip?

MICHAEL:
Unless youíve got stocked stories of boobs or alcohol, I figure itíll be a quiet ride.

ANGEL:
We should be fine then.

(Everyone laughs)

(The parking garage door opens)

DATU:
Iím here, Michael.

MICHAEL:
Great. Just wait by the security gate.

DATU:
Got it.

(Datu runs over to the gate)

MICHAEL:
You two ready for this? You got the key to the security gate so you can get back in, youíre all packed?

SAUL:
Yes Mom, weíll be fine!

ANGEL:
We got this, quit worrying about us.

MICHAEL:
You see something or you get into a bad situation, you get the hell outta there, no shame in running!

ANGEL:
Saul and I have already talked about all this. Weíll be fine.

(The soldiers get inside)

MICHAEL:
Alright, Iíll cover the gate. Just get up that ramp in a hurry. (the gate opens) This thingís loud and may send a few running towards you.

(The Hummer starts up and drives off)

(The gate closes)

DATU:
All clear, boss. You think theyíll be OK?

MICHAEL:
I hope so. Címon, go relieve Riley on guard duty so she can cook us a decent breakfast.

DATU:
OK.

(Datu runs off)

(Orchestral bridge)

(Sounds of everyone eating food)

RILEY:
How is it?

MICHAEL:
So glad youíre here.

PEGS:
Iíll agree to that. Better than I could do.

MICHAEL:
Whereís Lizzy? I havenít seen her since early this morning.

PEGS:
Uh, she was bouncing around apartments yesterday looking for something, maybe sheís still-

LIZZY:
Guys! Címere!

(Everyone gets up in a hurry)

MICHAEL:
What? Whatís wrong? What is it?

(Random TV noises)

LIZZY:
Look. I have been checking every room for phones, Internet, anything. Everything seems to be dead. But, look what I found.

MICHAEL:
We have TV reception?

LIZZY:
No. Every channel has static or bars. But, I thought of something yesterday when I saw that newscaster billboard. I didnít want to get your hopes up, but, this personís TiVo was on when it all happened.

(Lizzy plays the recording)

NEWSCASTER (TV):
The plea of insanity has been accepted in the case of Bill Roberts, nicknamed ďInkĒ after his numerous tattoos that cover him from head to toe.

RILEY:
Why are we watching this?

NEWSCASTER (TV):
Ink was convicted of multiple homicides outside of Santa Monica last May.

LIZZY:
J-just wait!

NEWSCASTER (TV):
He is currently being transferred to a mental health facility.

MICHAEL:
Yeah, Iíve already seen this.

LIZZY:
Here, Iíll fast forward.

NEWSCASTER (TV):
Doctors would confirm that he is paranoid schizophrenic (fast forward) and know that the family itself was devastated. (fast forward) He is currently being transferred to a mental health facility. (fast forward)

(A news broadcast song is played)

NEWSCASTER (TV):
We are receiving updated reports of the rioting in downtown Los Angeles. (zombies screaming) News of more riots are being reported in many metropolitan areas outside of Los Angeles, Detroit, San Diego, New York, Houston, Chicago, and also internationally, in other cities such as-

RILEY:
What? Why did you pause it?

LIZZY:
Thatís it. It cuts off there on the DVR. Itís an overhang from something recorded earlier. Itís all Iíve been able to find so far.

RILEY:
Well, is there anything else later?

LIZZY:
Everything that was set to record even an hour later is blank. Nothing else was broadcast.

(Lizzy turns off the TV)

RILEY:
How the hell did it spread so fast?

MICHAEL:
Will you keep looking on the other DVRs and see if you find anything else?

LIZZY:
Yeah, of course.

RILEY:
Iíll look with her. Thereís a lot of those things in the building, it may take some time. Pegs, you coming?

PEGS:
How can this have happened?

MICHAEL:
Well thatís what weíre gonna find out. Weíre gonna get through this together.

PEGS:
Everyoneís gone. No one out there is coming for us. Weíre alone.


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