05x08 - Heartland

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Z Nation". Aired September 2014 - December 2018.
Three years after the zombie virus has gutted the country, a team of everyday heroes must transport the only known survivor of the plague from New York to California, where the last functioning viral lab waits for his blood.
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05x08 - Heartland

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I give you mercy.


- Previously on Z Nation.

Why the big mystery around these bizkits anyway?

Nobody likes to talk about the fact that they contain human brain matter.

Well where are they getting the brains from then?

The bizkit bakery is on the edge of the no go zone.

There's the bakery.

It looks abandoned.

[TWO g*n]



I love the smell of fresh baked brains in the morning.

I'll take Addy and 10K.

We'll go to Heartland and figure out this flour thing.

Be careful.


Okay, what about the video where the cat like totally protects a toddler from an attacking dog?

Like comes like tearing around, claws and fangs, and the dog turns tail and scrams?

We only used the internet for ordering g*n.

Okay, keyboard cat?

Okay, you have to have seen keyboard cat.

He was everywhere.

Oh, yeah.

I think I heard of him.




What is the deal with cat videos anyway?

Dogs are way cooler.

Dogs can't play piano.

These fields need to be harvested.

They're going to seed.

A friend of mine helped me move a group of Talkers from here to Limbo.

But I don't know how many live humans are left to work the fields.

Welcome to Heartland.

What's the plan?

Make contact with the locals and see what we find out about what's in these bizkits.

And then what?

What's our end game here?

Help George with this idea of hers.

A new country.

I don't think we're the nation-building types.

You know?

More like the tear-shit-up types.

Whoever controls the supply of bizkits controls the new world.

And we want to make sure that we got the right people in charge.

Uh huh.

Like George?

She's a natural leader.

That's who you want in battle.

Yeah, but you pick your battles.

Bodies up ahead.

At least two of them.


Looks like it.

Yeah, there's another one here.

Then another.

Farm workers.

Some of them are Talkers.

Looks like somebody didn't want these bizkits to be made.




You hear that?
















Feed us, please.



Come out.
















Heads up!

- I see them.

- Oh, no, don't sh**t.

That's a Talker.

Are you sure?

He looks pretty bad.

She's right.

If he's still talking, he might know something.

Follow my lead.

I love it when she says that.


We come in peace!

We hear that you're hungry!

But we don't have any bizkits!

But we can help you!

What happens when Talkers stop talking?

Umm, I'm guessing not good.


- We don't want to hurt you!

Okay, back off!

Back off!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Don't hurt them.

I'm trying.

Guys, we are drawing a crowd.

We got to get out of here.

Okay, look.

There's a farmhouse in the distance.

Let's make this non-lethal.

On three.

- One.


- Someone's coming!



Get in!

Good timing.

We got your message from Kaya.

Where you headed?

Ah, farmhouse.

It's right up ahead.


Cuz that's about all the gas we got left.

Hey, punkin'.

Hey, buddy.

Poor baby.

You must be starved.

Well I know where you can find some nice tasty brains.

It's just waiting to be nibbled.

Why don't you go after them?

Well that's about all she wrote.

I think we're running on fumes.


They're hiding in the wheat.

They look hungry.

But they haven't turned yet.

What are they eating?

I know!

I know!



♪ Have mercy ♪ [FIVE g*n]

♪ Oh, have mercy.

♪ Hey, buddy.

So the Talkers have been eating your brains?

Everybody wants a piece of Charlie.


Charlie, what happened here?

I forgot.

I think they ate that part.

Probably a good thing.

So, buddy?

Are you here alone?

Is anybody else here?

I'm not sure.

Hey, you.

Wanna talk about what happened to Dante?

It's my fault.

I shouldn't have let him go.

That's not true.

It is true, Doc.

It is.

He put his trust in me.

In what I believed in.

And it got him k*lled.


- You got Dante k*lled?

- Addy.


What happened?

Vigilantes got him.

k*lled the Captain and his guard too.

Probably the same bastards that k*lled the others.


I'm so sorry.



They chopped him up into pieces and put him in a trash can.

He did it for me.


He was still alive.


Oh, my God.


I had to mercy him.


You did right.

Who would do that?

Who would do that?


Maybe not.

Maybe Talkers.

They left a sign saying, "This is what happens to traitors." You know, Newmerica would be a much better place if you just got rid of all of the people.

Maybe the zombies got it right.

Screw everyone.


Listen to me.

We will find whoever's behind this, and we will bring them to justice.

I can't give up.

I can't let Dante's death be in vain.

I have to see this through, no matter what.

I'm willing to die for a better world.

That's my girl.

That's all we got.

That's all we got.


Man, that'll curl your nose hairs.


That's some kickin' hooch.

Hey, kid.

How's it going?

Oh, damn.

It hurts like a bad mother.

Shut your mouth.

Oh, yeah, nevermind.

Let's try to clean that up.

Well I don't think we should use that water.

Yeah, no.

I got a perfect plan B.



Well, Ms.

Carver, looks like you have me right where you want me.


- I should k*ll you right now.

Put me out of my misery.

Or I could make you wish you were d*ad.


What do you want me to do?

Unbutton your shirt.







All right.

All right.

Now what?

Kiss me.

Thought you'd never ask, Sundance.

Finn, you bastard!

- You stood me up!

- No!

I waited two days for you.

I thought you were d*ad.

You know how it is.


At least you're alive.

Yeah, but I don't know for how long.

What do you mean?

What happened?

Someone sh*t me.



Okay, 10K.

This might sting a little.


Yeah, that looks like it really hurts.

No, I wouldn't drink...




I feel great.



- Well that'll take your mind off your hand for a while.

Everything okay?

Just a little alcohol poisoning.

He should be fine in a day or three.



- Maybe less if you keep that up.


All right, I got you.


Look at that.

Just relax, 10K.

And if you get the spins, put your head between your knees.


Talkers are still lurking around out there.

A little help!


This is my friend Finn.

He's been sh*t.

I'm fine, really.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.


Hey, you.

Feeling better?

Yeah, now that the bleeding stopped.

He's still alive.

But he's lost a lot of blood.

So keep your eye on him.

You are a very lucky man.

The wound was that bad?

No, I'm just a terrible doctor.



Ah, my next patient.

If you'll excuse me.

Okay, how do you guys know each other?

When some of my farmhands turned Talker, Addy was part of the network of people who helped me get them safely to Limbo.

Yeah, we just kinda h*t it off.

And he actually helped me save a lot of Talkers.

We're like Butch and Sundance.

What happened to the rest of the farmers?

By the time I made it back, they'd all been k*lled.

Converted to Talkers.

- And Charlie?

- Yes?

What about me?

You, Charlie, volunteered to make the ultimate sacrifice to save all your friends.

I did?

Yeah, you did.

Been keeping the Talkers from going full Z by feeding them tiny bits of Charlie's brain.

Oh, yeah.

Had them all rounded up and calm ready for the trip to Limbo, when someone sh*t me and set them all loose.

Whoever it is, they don't want us making bizkit flour.

They stole all the ingredients we add to the flour we mill here So, do you know the secret ingredient in it?

It's not brains.

But beyond that, I have no idea.

Show you what's left.


Flour comes in here from the mill above us.

The grain is ground by power from the water up stream.

But the stream dried up the same night as the first att*ck.

This machine here mixes the brain powder into the flour.

Then we bag it up and ship it out.

This the brain powder?


We put one of those in for every 400 pounds.

- And they took all of it?

- Yep.

Got a little flour left, but they took all the added ingredients.

This is a big operation.

Yeah, we're pretty much the only source in the area.

Not just for bizkits, but for all our grain.

Not that much seed left.

We should be getting ready to harvest, fill these up again soon.

Without water and labor, that's not gonna get done.

All of Newmerica could starve.


So, you had a f*re?

Yeah, they tried to burn it down.

Damn near did it too.

Charlie and I came out here to put it out, - and they att*cked us.

- That how you got sh*t?


Charlie got a machete to the head.

- Did you get a good look at them?

- Not really.

- Come on.

You had to have seen something.

- Hey.

He said he didn't see anything.

We were being att*cked from all sides.

So, if you got workers, you think you still could harvest?

Got the workers.

Just got to round them up and feed them bizkits.

You're bleeding again.

You've really got to take it easy.

We'll help you round up some farmhands!

I was in the goat rodeo one time!

Yippy ty ay, grape smuckers.

Oh, my God.

What could go wrong?

Well, looks like somebody wants to play cowboy.

Let's send them a stampede.


- Here they come.

- All right, Charlie.

That's your cue.


All right, you brain lovers.

Come get your brains.

Come get your brains!


Fresh brains!

Get your fresh brains!


Hey, take a breath.

Come on.

I'm fine.

No, you're not.

You're still in shock over Dante.

Listen, there's some things we aren't meant to see.

I need you to get your head in it.

Here they come.


Just like old times, huh?

Like a month ago?

Old times?

That's old for the Apocalypse.

Okay, yeah, yeah.

Anyway, I'm glad you're here.

I was worried about trying to do this just me and Charlie.

You gonna be okay?


Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just k*lling stuff is a lot easier.

I know.

Keeping stuff alive, way harder.


- Okay, that's him.


Hot brains.

Get your hot brains!

How bout a little Sriracha?


Now that's spicy.

Just the way you like it!

Well, hello, Joe.

Howdy, Alma.

Guess what's on the menu today?


Now, Charlie!



There, boy.

There, boy.

Get back here, you.

Damnit, hold still!

This is for your own good!



Little help!


Hang on, partner!

Don't mercy him!

Oh, yeah, that's right.

Take it easy.

Calm down.

Calm down.

You'll get your brains.

Just stop fighting!

He's too far gone!

All right, that's enough!



Is he d*ad?

He was already d*ad.

I think I just stunned him.

Quick, let's tie him up before the others come back.

You know what they say.

You want something done right, you just have to do it yourself.

Let's go nip this revolution in the bud.

Watch yourself.

These Talkers have almost completely turned.

It's gonna take most of Charlie's childhood memories just to get them talking again.

Over here.

In the shadows.


I see it.



That one got away.


Let's get this one.


I'll go this way.

Hey, buddy.

I know you're scared.

Okay, I'm scared too.

All right?

It's a scary world these days.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I promise.

I know it must be terrifying, being awake while d*ad.

Hey, we have brains for you.

We have a volunteer.

At least I think he's a volunteer.


He's generously donated enough brains to keep you human till we get more bizkits.

How does that sound, huh?

Some delicious juicy fresh brains.

All we have to do is secure you for your own safety, okay?


Get over here, get over here.

Come on.

It was nice while it lasted.

I'm really gonna enjoy this.

There you are!

Come on, you.

It's for your own good.

Hey, Doc, I got another one over here!

We'll get you some brains, and you'll be human-ish in no time.

It's okay, ma'am.

No need to be afraid.

- We're not going to hurt you.












Sorry, kid.

I couldn't help it, man.

You good?

All right, let's corral these two.


All right, all right.

Easy there, partner.

What is it we're doing again?

We're gonna feed the Talkers so they don't turn zombie.


What are we feeding them with?

Well, actually, brains.

Your brains.



And I was cool with that, right?

As far as we know.


Well let's get started.

All right, everybody, back up!

Back up!

I need two lines.

One here, one here.

Come on.

I know you can do it.

Back up.


We need to find out who's trying to cut off the supply of these bizkits.

Couldn't be Talkers.

Wouldn't make any sense.

Unless you were trying to stir up a revolution.

Look, people and Talkers are easier to manipulate when they're starving.

We can't let the worst of us win.

We need to fix this country now while we still have a chance.

Dante d*ed trying to unite humans and Talkers.

Whoever k*lled him needs to be brought to justice.

Look, we need Talkers more than they need us.

This world belongs to the d*ad now, not us.

Maybe it's not our land to claim anymore.


So what, we just give it all to the zombies?

The Talkers need us too.

We both need each other to survive.

We can't do this alone.

That's why we need a new country.

A future we can all have a stake in.

So far, this new country of yours has done nothing except get people k*lled.

Including Dante.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I am responsible for Dante's death.

And that is something that will haunt me until my mercy comes.

But it is not up to you to judge me.

Not everybody shares your dreams.

And certainly not your way of doing things.

Okay, this is cute.

But we're on the same team here.

There's no time for politics.

Like it or not, we are fighting the same fight together.

We are at w*r.

And we don't even know who the hell we're fighting.


Daisy, give me your hand.

Please do.


I'm so crazy.

All on account of you.

Okay, that's the last of the medulla oblongata with a side of sriracha.

How you feeling, Charlie?

I'm feeling a little light headed.



Finn, I think I need to sit down.

*** How's he doing?

Not good.


I'm so crazy-zy-zy.


All on account of you.

Is it time, Finn?

Yeah, I think so, Charlie.

We saved them all cuz of you.

That's good.

Can I have my mercy now?

Sure, Charlie.

Goodbye, Charlie.

Bye, Finn.

Goodbye, whoever the rest of you are.

Bye, Charlie.

Have mercy.

Daisy, Daisy.

Give me...



Daisy, Daisy, give me your hand.

Please do.


I'm so crazy.

All on account of you.


I'm so crazy.

- Okay, that was weird.


All on account of you.

Even if we weren't under att*ck, the crops would die from drought.

They cut off our water supply.

Who controls the water?

The Water Keepers.

Group of First Nations people that settled at the reservoir.

They operate the dam.

They cut off our flow of water and the hydroelectricity right after the first att*ck.

Haven't been able to make contact with them since.

I know the chief.

He was a civil engineer pre-Z.

He's the one that runs the dam.

He'll know what's going on.

Well, we're going to go talk to some Water Keepers.

Follow the dry irrigation ditch the whole way.

It'll take you right to them.

Normally, it'd be a swim this time of year.

I'll stay here, keep an eye on the Talkers.

As soon as they're ready to travel, I'll take them to Limbo.

Great plan.

Nice to meet you.


If you don't knock that off, I won't hesitate to mercy you.

God, I hate that song.


Looky what we have here.

Looks like y'all are feeling more like yourselves.

I'm gonna give Charlie a proper burial.

Pull together some supplies.

We'll set off for Limbo after dark.

Safer then.


Won't be long now before someone starts playing for the other team.

My hand hurts like it was still there.

Oh, there's a name for that.

Phantom limb syndrome.

It's when the brain thinks the hand is still there, so it keeps sending these pain signals.

But don't worry, it eventually works itself out and the brain just starts to ignore it.

I don't think my brain is ever gonna get used to this.

Looks like there hasn't been water here in a while.

I just can't figure out why the Water Keepers would just cut off the water and the power.

Maybe they don't want to be a part of George's new world order.

There's some truth to that.

They're very independent, and they've been b*rned before.

But the chief's a very smart man.

Very fact oriented.

He saw that the positives outweighed the negatives.

He supported the referendum.

I dunno.

Maybe there's trouble at the dam.

Hey, hey.

Are you okay, kid?

Oh, yeah.

I think I'm just hungover.

Man, you're burning up.

Baby boy?

- I'm fine.

- You're not fine.

The kid needs antibiotics.

Is there anything back at the farm?

I think we used the last of it on Finn.

The Water Keepers will have something.

Yeah, we know all about that Native American medicine.


But we were nowhere near the Grand Canyon.


If you say so.


That's a distress signal.

It's coming from the farm.


Doc, get 10K and take cover.

We'll be right back.


What happened?

Two of the Talkers jumped me.

Set the others free.

Okay, we'll go round them up.

Hey, hey.

Hang in there, baby.

I lost too much blood.

I'm scared, Addy.

I didn't think I'd be scared.

Don't be afraid.

I'm right here.



Hey, Alma.

It's me.




Okay, all right.



I had big plans for us.


We can still do big things.

- Addy?

- Right here.

Right here.

Promise me you'll keep our deal.

Of course.

If I don't like it, you'll mercy me.

I promise.

Think I'll see a white light?

I don't think it works like that anymore.


It hurts.


I know.

I'm scared.

I don't want to turn.

Hey, don't fight it.

I love you, Addy.

I love you, Finn.

It's time to go.






Nothing hurts.



I'm not afraid anymore.

Eight years, every day since day one, I've been afraid.

And now I'm not.


I saved you something.

It's the last piece of Charlie.


We rounded up all the Talkers.

Except for two.

Probably the ones that jumped you.


Did he?

Welcome back.

Good to be back.

George and I are gonna catch up with Doc and 10K.


You coming?

I'm gonna stay here with Finn.

Just to help him get these Talkers back to Limbo.

But after that...


- Love you, sis.

- You too.

- Nice to meet you, man.

- Pleasure.

Take care.

- Take care of each other.

- You too.

See you in Newmerica.

Keep dreaming.

Somebody has to.

Where the hell are they?


Damn, kid.

Well it seems to be healing okay.

Look, if Warren and them aren't back soon, we should just head to the dam without them.

How you feeling?

You look better.

Your fever broke.

Have a sip.

I sure hope these Water Keepers are friendly.



You got to be kidding.


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