- Oh, I got something in my teeth.
Are you sure?
I had a poppy seed bagel
for lunch in there.
Am I good?
I'm good, yeah?
Okay. (clears throat)
This is Hannah Murphy reporting
from the secret hospital facility
where we have heard disturbing reports
about illegal experimentation
on living creatures.
We were told about these reports
from a brave whistle-blower
who is still employed in this facility.
We then need to therefore be
incredibly careful in our investigation,
as we don't want to place
her under any danger.
If her employees are capable
of what we think they are capable of.
Is that too much, actually?
Sorry, is it?
Okay.
They could be capable of anything,
so we're gonna go inside
and see if we can get someone
to speak to us on the record.
(Hannah knocks on door)
(Hannah knocks on door)
(Hannah knocks on door)
- [Doctor] You can't bring that camera i
- Oh hi, um, come on, come on.
Come on!
(heavy dubstep music)
Thank you for agreeing to
this interview, Doctor.
- Well, you're a very
assertive young lady.
You bruised my toe.
(Hannah clears throat)
- We've heard some disgusting
rumors about this place.
- Rumors, what rumors?
You are going to blur my
face though, aren't you?
- Anguished cries, body parts.
I'm talking about
the illegal experimentation
of animals, Doctor.
- No, no, no, young lady.
- Hannah Murphy, ZWTV News.
- There's absolutely no
animal experiments here.
Absolutely not, zero.
- Well, what are you doing here then?
- Other things.
- Like what?
Oh Charlie, I told you
you can't be on camera.
No, it's not the Charlie Show.
- Oh, was this outside?
Hmm, nibbles in the
parlor again. (chuckles)
Visitors do leave such a mess.
(alarm blaring)
- What's going on?
- Just a precaution.
Hospital lockdown.
We don't want things getting out.
(alarm blaring)
Now this is going to take an hour or so,
and then you're free to go.
Well, well, I won't, I
won't stand in your way.
What say we give you a
tour of the facility?
That should wile away the time.
I can show you around,
tell you some stories.
That should take up the time.
This first tale is about
two intrepid reporters
who go somewhere where they
really shouldn't. (chuckles)
(alarm blaring)
(zombie growling)
- Okay Zedra, that's enough.
- You know what that is?
That's the Hollywood
stereotypical bullshit.
The old wannabe actors wearing
Halloween contact lenses.
- Okay, well, let's do another take.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Okay, camera rolling.
Set.
- Vince?
- Sound speed.
- Hey Vince, is it?
Are you gonna drop the boom in my shot?
- No.
- Didn't think so.
- Okay, Zedra.
Hey, if you wanna stop
terrorizing the set, for
like five seconds,
we'll, we'll get this done.
Okay, and action!
(birds chirping)
(dramatic heavy metal music)
(machine beeps)
- Your generous donations
of cerebral fluid
enable zombies to flourish.
Now there's a new way
that you can support
your zombie neighbors.
Tick Z on your organ donor
card, and upon your death,
your brain will be sent to Zombridge
where it can feed a family of three.
Support the town
that supports the Australian
economy, Zombridge.
- And cut.
That was, that was good.
That was good.
Maybe one more for safety.
- Whose safety exactly?
(dramatic heavy metal music)
(helicopter thrumming)
- [News Announcer] Police
investigation continues
as Lions captain Cecil
Livngsworth is still missing
two weeks after his
mysterious disappearance-
- Mike filling in for Chris?
- Yeah.
- Well, here's your security pass.
- [Mike] Cool.
- It's also your helicopter return ticke
and I'll get you in and out of quarantin
too when we get back, so hold onto that.
- I'm sorry.
Did you say quarantine?
- Yes.
Standard procedure for trips to Zombridg
Three days hospital, food,
couple of blood tests
- Mate, it's a piece of piss.
It's basically a holiday.
We've got a PlayStation.
- That's, that's really
f*ckin' heavy, man.
Do you know what lives in Zombridge?
- Well, that's a little
zombie-phobic, Mike.
It's who lives there, but yes.
We're interviewing the mayor.
This was all explained to Chris.
- I'm sorry, I can't do this, guys.
Zombies eat people.
- Mate, this is Australia.
Pretty much everything eats people.
Am I right?
- Yeah, you know?
(group laughing)
Well then.
(helicopter thrumming)
- She swallowed the dog to eat the cat.
She swallowed the cat to eat the bed.
(phone beeps)
She swallowed the bed to eat the spider.
She swallowed the spider to eat-
- It's catch, sweetie.
- What?
- She swallowed the
spider to catch the fly.
- But don't spiders eat flies?
- But don't you think catch sounds nicer
- Yeah.
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat.
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird.
She swallowed the bird
to catch the spider.
She swallowed the spider to catch the fl
I don't know why she swallowed
the fly, perhaps she'll die.
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thudding)
- Zedra, from the ads?
We actually worked together.
I was just behind the camera.
It's great to meet you in the flesh.
I mean, I'm Andrew.
I ticked Z on my donor
card and everything.
- Did you?
Well, every little helps.
- Hey, I was thinking, uh,
while I'm around, you know,
maybe we could go for
a drink or something?
- Better yet, why don't I
take you home for dinner?
(Andrew laughs nervously)
- Andrew, when you're ready.
- Okay.
I'll, uh, go and do a thing on the,
we'll chat later.
(playful music)
- Sure.
- It's a privilege to meet you Mr. Mayor
- Is it?
I remember being feared by humans.
Now I'm stuck here doing bullshit
PR for charity brain soup.
- It's a special occasion!
Well, that hurt my feelings.
- Feelings?
Cheers.
You know, we have a lot in
common with this fella here.
Up to 70% of what a crocodile eats
gets converted into flesh and energy.
Up to 80% of what we eat
gets converted into energy,
which is quite fortuitous,
considering the, uh,
generosity of your donations.
Do you know what it is for humans?
Four percent.
The rest is wasted on
keeping your blood warm,
whereas our crocodile friend here
uses clean solar power to keep warm.
We have the zombie virus
or as I like to call it,
our evolutionary advantage.
But I've heard you're
ignorant in the media,
fret about some kind of zombie
apocalypse-like scenario
but why don't you just re-imagine it,
and see there's a fuel efficiency upgrad
for the entire population.
- Well, that's quite a spin.
I'll run it past the network.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, you do that.
- Today though,
we'll just concentrate on
questions about the DCC,
the donor card campaign.
- Whatever.
- Andrew?
- And rolling.
(g*nsh*t blasts)
- Get behind me.
(dramatic music)
- What are you doing?
- Rescuing you?
- Oh, wonderful, a heroine!
- It's Daisy from the farm.
Don't you-
- I don't know anything about the farm.
Nice to meet you though.
I am the new mayor of
Zombridge. (chuckles)
- Are we still doing the...
- No, definitely not.
(person screaming)
Excuse me, one sec.
Hello, mayor of Zombridge.
Yeah, no, no.
Don't worry about that.
Just a little bit of g*nf*re.
Yep, okay, if you have to.
All right, bye.
That was security.
Uh, we may need to reschedule, postpone.
Let's go, off we go.
All right.
- Sorry to be a bother.
- Yep?
- Is this still valid
for two o'clock fine?
- Yes, but you need to take
that psychotic girl with you.
(dramatic music)
- Geez, I was so in with her. (sighs)
(dramatic music)
- Okay.
You guys are gonna tell me
what the hell's going on.
- Oh, well, let's see.
You just k*lled the mayor of Zombridge,
and my potential girlfriend in cold bloo
- (laughs) Cold blood?
- Tell me what he did.
- What's your name?
- Daisy.
- Daisy, I'm Aaron.
This is Andrew.
What are you doing in Zombridge anyway?
- Besides murdering!
- I'm not the m*rder*r here.
I've been stuck in a godforsaken farm
where they spinal tap us
every day for cerebral fluid.
- Heavy.
- When we get too weak, they eat us.
- We had no idea.
We're journalists just here for the day.
Come with us when we leave.
- I don't know.
I've been planning on rescuing
the others for months.
- Hang on, zombies aren't supposed to
be eating live humans anymore, I mean...
- If they are, this will be the
biggest story since the uprising.
- No, no, no, whoa.
- And of course if the world knew,
we could get those people out.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Let me show you.
Psst.
(camera shutter clicks)
What are you doing?
- Yeah, Andrew!
(suspenseful music)
(door clicks shut)
(ominous music)
Jesus, Daisy.
- I know.
- I should do a piece to camera.
- [Andrew] Rolling.
Set.
- G'day mate.
Um, we're from another farm.
We're just admiring your
methods. (laughs nervously)
- Is that so?
- Yeah.
I very much like your mask.
It must be quite handy,
what with the smell and all.
(dramatic music)
Oh, that's it.
(people screaming)
(dramatic music)
- Come on!
Come on!
(group breathing heavily)
(farmers grunting)
- Oh god, oh god.
(suspenseful music)
- Holy shit, it's Cecil.
- Who's Cecil?
- He's the Lions captain.
- They are following us.
They are hunting us
and they've got Cecil's
head on the f*cking wall.
This is too much!
Let's go!
Back door, back door.
- No, no, no, not the back door.
- What, why?
- Trust me.
(dramatic music)
(Daisy gasps)
(suspenseful music)
- Who's your dead dentist, mate?
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
(machine beeps)
- Let's go.
- No, no, wait, wait, wait!
- Look, I am sorry about your friend, bu
he's given us five
minutes, 10 if he's fast!
- So let's use them.
- What?
- The world wouldn't let this
happen if they knew about it.
- [Both] Okay.
- Okay, yeah.
Okay, press there.
Okay, ready?
- Yep.
- Zombridge is a lie.
They're farming humans in cages.
We found Cecil.
He's here in Zombridge.
He's been hunted like an animal.
Look, his head's on a wall.
This has to stop.
We can't allow this anymore.
- How do we get this out there?
- We don't.
- Andrew!
(dramatic heroic music)
(birds chirping)
(metal clanging)
(machine beeping)
(dramatic music)
- [Man] I was supposed
to be on that sh**t.
But, you know, I just woke up in
the morning, and I had a bad feeling.
- [Man] And there will be
shenanigans, we guarantee it.
We promise shenanigans, come
join us for said shenanigans.
We party hard.
(heavy metal music)
(knocking on door)
- [Police Officer] This is the police!
Come out with your hands up!
(knocking on door)
- But our lockdown is
for infection control.
(Hannah retches)
Don't worry, it's not airborne, not yet.
We have procedures in place,
so we're completely safe.
- Is it?
- Human?
Yes.
There are no animal experiments here.
Yes, they're all willing volunteers.
- Is she?
- Dead?
Yes, yes, 100%.
Absolutely dead as a door-nail.
- Oh my god!
Oh my god! (retching loudly)
- Hmm, cream cheese, and
I took you for a vegan.
- Mondays and Thursdays.
- Well, you'll need more
discipline than that
if you are to survive
an encounter with death.
I mean, if you're surrounded by predator
you'll need more than just discipline.
You'll need weapons.
Like the girl in our next tale.
(Hannah gasps)
(dramatic music)
(Doctor laughs)
- Oh shit!
(woman screaming)
(woman breathing heavily)
(pounding on door)
(suspenseful music)
(lighter flicking)
(bell tolling)
(people shouting)
(woman whimpering)
(door clatters)
(woman screams)
(ominous music)
(radio station chatter)
(static buzzing)
- [Radio Announcer] These
are the end of days.
All of humanity should gather
as one for the preservation-
(static buzzes)
May God have mercy on us all.
(jaunty music)
(static buzzes)
- [Radio Announcer] This is not a test.
Cover your mouth and
nose with a clean cloth
that has been soaked with
a solution of one cup water
and one tablespoon of baking soda,
also cover your skin and make sure that-
(jaunty instrumental music)
(upbeat music)
(car engine revving)
(tires squealing)
(man breathing heavily)
(wound squelches)
(jaunty instrumental music)
(man breathing heavily)
(wound squelches)
(ominous music)
(dramatic music)
(man panting)
(wound squelching)
- [Man] No, no!
(jaunty music)
- Help!
- [News Announcer] As a
result of the outbreak, the city
or entire region may be
endangered by a lethal agent.
- I can't, no!
No!
- [News Announcer] If conditions as
the location, make this a possibility yo
need to consider staying in place until
the threat has subsided or blown over.
The following steps will
ensure that your home
will serve as a biological
or chemical safe haven.
(radio chattering)
(woman sobbing)
- [News Announcer] For more information.
(static hissing)
Extreme caution when driving.
(woman sobbing)
If traffic signals are out,
treat each signal as a stop sign.
Come to a complete-
(hazy electronic music)
(man breathing heavily)
- No, no!
(alarm blaring)
What is that?
(car engine sputtering)
(alarm blaring)
(car engine sputtering)
(suspenseful music)
(g*nsh*t fires)
No!
(woman breathing heavily)
(screams) No!
(window shatters)
(woman screams loudly)
(dramatic music)
(zombies moaning)
(woman breathing heavily)
- No. (whimpering)
No!
(woman breathing heavily)
(woman whimpers)
(woman screams loudly)
(blood squelching)
(horn blaring)
(woman screams)
(zombies grunting)
(zombie panting)
(zombie breathing quickly)
(woman hyperventilating)
(woman whimpering)
(woman screaming loudly)
(zombies moaning)
(kicks thudding)
(woman screaming)
(dramatic electronic music)
(g*nsh*t fires)
(door clatters)
(suspenseful electronic music)
(zombie breathing heavily)
(g*n cocks)
(g*n clicking)
(dramatic music)
(zombie grunting)
(g*nshots firing)
(g*n clicking)
(zombies moaning)
(wood clattering)
(wood cracking)
(dramatic music)
(zombie moaning)
(chainsaw buzzing loudly)
(suspenseful music)
(chainsaw buzzing)
(zombie grunting)
(woman whimpering)
(zombie growls)
(light instrumental music)
(car engine sputtering)
(car engine sputtering)
(woman breathing heavily)
(ominous guitar music)
(zombie moaning)
(woman screams)
(music falters)
(suspenseful music)
(woman screaming)
(crowbar thudding)
(zombie sputtering)
(blood squelches)
(chainsaw buzzing)
(blood squelching)
(zombie groaning)
(chainsaw buzzing)
(ambient electronic music)
(zombie hissing)
(g*nsh*t fires)
(man whistles)
- Hey!
Come on, get them butt cheeks in here!
Damn.
(car door slams)
Let's go.
(truck engine revving)
(g*nshots firing)
(alarm blaring)
(loud rap music)
(lights buzzing)
(man screaming)
(zombie gurgling)
(dramatic music)
(zombies growling)
(blood squelching)
(frenetic music)
(zombies growling)
(energetic music)
(chainsaw sputtering)
(dramatic music)
- So, top tip.
When making your w*apon selection,
a chainsaw is definitely better
than a scalpel. (chuckles)
(Hannah laughs nervously)
- Um, sorry. (clears throat)
Why is she strapped up?
- Oh, for everyone's safety.
- Right.
- I wouldn't get too close.
Sometimes they manage to
break through the sedation.
- Sedation, sorry, um, is she alive?
- Mm.
- Oh, okay, Doctor, I'm sorry.
What's wrong with her?
What is it you're actually doing here?
- I'm trying to save the world.
- Right, she doesn't look very safe.
- Uh, no, we're not,
we're not quite there yet,
but we we're getting there.
You know, I, I'm, I don't want to,
I don't want things to go wrong.
I don't want to prolong anyone's death.
That can cause upset, I'm not a monster.
Now, I can't think of anything worse
than a long lingering death
when humanity is going
through its own death throes,
like in this next story.
(ominous music)
- Um, she just...
Oh my god.
Okay.
(somber instrumental music)
(helicopter thrumming)
(car door slams)
(engine revving)
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps scraping)
(somber instrumental music)
(couple speaking with muffled voices)
(zombies groaning)
(footsteps scraping)
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
(baby crying)
- (muffled) Stay down, get down!
(woman screaming)
(baby crying)
(ominous tense music)
(woman sobbing)
(baby crying)
(g*nsh*t fires)
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
(dramatic music)
(bat thudding)
(dramatic music)
(somber instrumental music)
(dramatic music)
(radio static hissing)
(door squeaks)
- Are these the same as the last one?
- Yes, they're completely sedated.
Shall we move on?
- Okay, so I still don't understand.
You're trying to save the
population from this disease,
but what even is it?
Some kind of super scurvy
or mutated leprosy?
- Hannah. (chuckles)
Haven't you been listening to my stories
- All your stories are about zombies.
- Yes.
- Zombies though.
- Yes, and they're all volunteers.
I, I have their release forms to prove i
Would you like to see?
(Hannah laughs nervously)
- Are you making zombies here?
- (chuckles) Honestly, Hannah,
I thought we were on the same page.
Oh, wouldn't you like.
Zombies? (chuckles)
- And they all just volunteered for this
- Yes, they're very altruistic.
We have the same common goal.
- And that goal is to be
tied up with bits missing?
- Well, that is an unfortunate
side effect of our work here.
You know, obviously the
higher brain function goes
and they revert to their basal instincts
and they can't really appreciate
what we're trying to do.
But you know, this is a mystery, and-
- Uh, is it because they've
got their brains extracted?
(Hannah laughs nervously)
- Well, it's only the frontal lobes,
and most of the limbic system.
You know, they still sleep
and they still get hungry,
and they still get touchy.
They're like babies, really.
I wanted a family, but sadly,
it never really happened in the usual wa
(muttering) Yeah.
Who says families have to
be traditional anymore?
And what is normal anyway?
- Not this.
(zombie growling)
(Hannah yelps)
- They'll do anything for their families
(zombies growling)
Well, we have to give them anything.
They'll do terrible things, this bond.
What is it?
(Doctor's voice drowned out by zombies)
What does it take to break that bond?
I feel another story time coming on.
- Yay.
(suspenseful music)
(zombies growling)
(metal clanging)
(dog barking distantly)
(ominous music)
(man grunting)
(zombie growling)
(man grunting)
(bones breaking)
(shovel thudding)
(zombie moaning)
(man breathing heavily)
(water dripping)
(man swallowing hard)
(zipper unzips)
(phone beeps)
(zombies growling)
(suspenseful music)
(wood thwacking)
(tape measure clicking)
(zombies growling)
(net scraping softly)
(zombie yells)
(zombies moaning)
(zombie growling distantly)
(metal clanging distantly)
(suspenseful music)
(rain pattering)
(thunder rumbling)
(man grunting)
(bricks clattering)
(man sighs)
(water dripping)
(knife scraping)
(metal clangs)
- Hey, come on!
Come and get me you fucks!
Come and f*cking get me!
(zombies growling)
Come here!
(zombie hissing)
(zombie yelling)
(chainsaw buzzing)
Come on, you!
(blood squelching)
(zombie groaning)
(body thuds)
(saw scraping)
(man grunting)
(man yells in frustration)
(wood clattering)
(furniture thudding)
(metal clangs)
(man breathing heavily)
(phone beeps)
(suspenseful music)
(zombie grunting)
(blood squelching)
(light clicks off)
(fire crackling)
(zombies moaning distantly)
(water dripping)
(thunder rumbles)
(zombies slurping)
(wood creaks)
(chair clatters)
(man grunting)
(zombies moaning distantly)
(suspenseful music)
(zombies growling)
(zombies grunting)
(body thuds)
(door clicks shut)
(water splashing)
- Come on!
I know you're in there!
Come on!
Hey, get out here, come on!
(ominous music)
(zombie grunts)
(zombie growling)
(zombie yelling)
(man grunting)
(dramatic music)
(zombie yelling)
(man groaning)
(high-pitched tone buzzing)
(man grunts)
(dramatic music)
(zombie growling)
(head squelching)
(man grunting)
(man sobbing)
(suspenseful music)
(keys jingling)
(g*nsh*t fires)
- Go, check its pack.
- It's got food!
- Take it!
Come on, there'll be more coming soon.
(zombies moaning distantly)
Go, go, go!
(car door slams)
(engine revs)
- In we go then.
Why don't you take a seat?
- Oh, hello.
Are you part of the hospit-
She's not...
- Yes, she was.
You're looking a little peaky.
Why don't you take a seat?
- Is she...
Dead?
- Yes, definitely dead.
Yes.
You didn't know her, did you?
- No.
- At the start she seemed so committed.
But before you entered,
she started to make secret fill holes.
Trying to remove secure
materials from the site.
Now look at her, ready
for the autopsy team.
(Hannah laughs nervously)
- Um, (clears throat)
how many employees, do
you have here, Doctor?
I'd quite like to meet them.
- Well, we, we have just had a number
of vacancies that have opened up.
So, all in all, now at this moment,
I'd say it's just, just me.
Me and my babies.
(zombies moaning distantly)
- What was that?
- They tend to get a bit
raucous around lunchtime.
That's when they tend to
break through the sedation.
(Doctor chuckles)
(Hannah laughs nervously)
- Um... (clears throat)
- Don't worry, babies!
Daddy's here!
- Um, Doctor-
- We, we, we could move to the other roo
It's more secure.
- We need to go.
- Before you do, just relax.
They'll soon tire.
It's not like we're going to have to
make a last stand here, now is it?
Now, let's dive back into the
apocalypse with one last tale.
- Oh my god! (breathing heavily)
- [Woman] Worker five,
you're outside the zone.
(static buzzing)
- Bloody edge of perimeter cameras.
Screw 'em all.
Anything passes for a
(static buzzes) anyway.
- I hear you, but I don't see you.
You're not in the zone, Bob.
What's happened?
- Oh shit, the f*cking seagulls
(static buzzes) to death.
Let's try this.
You see me, yeah?
Nothing out here on the Eastern quadrant
Same old, same old.
The battery's running low.
I'll be heading back in.
- Yeah, I'll send Smith and Ginge out.
- Tough break.
- You get some sleep.
f*ck, I wonder if we were cops.
Where is he?
- Foxtrot.
Check the cameras while you're out there
He was a bit happy with
that hammer of his.
I think Joe and Api are out there as wel
- Roger that.
(static buzzes)
Bravo seven-two-nine.
- You're in charge of Doug.
You should get the Foxtrot back. (sighs)
(suspenseful music)
(static buzzing)
- Good job.
(birds chirping)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps scraping)
- Randall, where are you?
Randall, are you receiving?
- Randall, I'm in Section B.
(knocking on door)
- Chin up, one-six.
- Yeah, man down.
(radios chattering)
(static buzzing)
- Aye aye, Captain.
- You're all standing up.
- Send him in with a fully charged camer
I get intermittent readings,
occasionally static.
- Okay, ladies and gentlemen.
Bob's just done his usual.
He went out to Foxtrot and
no one's seen him since.
We need to go and get
him and bring him back.
- (sighs) For f*ck's sake.
Why don't we just f*cking sh**t him?
- That geezer's so
un-f*cking reliable, man.
- He's an assh*le.
- He got you out of hot
water last week, didn't he?
- But he's still an assh*le.
- He's an asset.
Come on, razzle dazzle.
- You know, is he an asset?
(group laughing)
- Okay, all synchronized.
Head out.
- Roger that, control.
- Switching to exterior camera now.
- I'm just heading into the zone now.
- I'll follow you.
(dramatic music)
Hold on, I'm getting contact.
Smith, Vandal, Bicino, we have contact.
Bob's heading to you.
- [Man] Where the f*ck is Bob?
I can't see him anywhere?
(dramatic music)
- Extract, fall back to CNC!
(g*nshots firing)
(zombies growling)
- [Man] Talk to me, g*dd*mn it!
Bob, talk to me!
Bob is down.
Fall back, fall back!
(g*nshots firing)
(people screaming)
- What's going on, Bubs?
(man yelling)
- [Man] They've got Bubs, they've got hi
(g*nshots firing)
(men grunting)
(dramatic music)
(zombies moaning)
(light instrumental music)
(g*n clicks)
(g*nsh*t fires)
- Bob, what are you doing?
Bubs, what are you doing?
Bubs, Bubs-
(g*nsh*t fires)
(man groans)
(g*nsh*t fires)
(static buzzing)
- Shit!
(alarm blaring)
Boys, gimme a sit wrap.
Is anybody there?
Smithy?
(alarm blaring)
(static buzzing)
Smithy?
Smithy?
(dramatic music)
What the f*ck?
James!
(zombie growls)
(woman screams)
(alarm blaring)
- Another one, they're everywhere!
- One can only hope.
- But, okay,
you said you were trying to
save the population, yeah?
Surely this would just lead to
the destruction of humanity.
- Exactly!
I knew you'd get it.
- Uh, I don't get it.
No.
- But, I mean, humans are a plague,
and what do we do to plagues?
We eradicate them.
I mean, think of the grand
scale of things, you know?
What are use of humans?
What are they for?
Wouldn't the planet be much healthier,
and better off without us?
It'd be in a far healthier state.
I mean, think of all the pollution.
The air that we've choked,
the seas that we've just spoiled.
Somebody has to do something about it.
- But a zombie apocalypse?
- It has a certain, je ne sais quoi.
- You are completely
mental! (laughs nervously)
- It's not very nice
to insult the father of
the apocalypse, now is it?
I expected more from you.
You are very disappointing.
I hoped you'd understand.
I thought you'd appreciate it.
I mean, it's true,
my researches haven't gone
quite according to plan.
I haven't,
still haven't worked out
the airborne virus just yet,
but I'm working on it
and it'll happen soon.
But, yeah, I do like you, Hannah.
That's why I'm giving
you a fighting chance.
This, this key will override the lockdow
so you can try to escape.
(suspenseful music)
Go now, make a run for it.
- Oh, okay.
Right, no, Charlie, Charlie, listen.
No, I told you can't be on script.
What? (screams loudly)
(ominous piano music)
(zombie gurgling)
- Feeding time.
Always the best time to visit.
No, don't make a mess! (scoffs)
Too late. (chuckles)
(ominous piano music)
(heavy metal music)
I didn't poison the world
You made up your own mind
Feels like I've been held
just reaching all the time
To live again, to jump
again, to swim again
To live again, to jump
again, to swim again
Hold on to me, yeah
Go there my friend
The past is catching up again
Don't do this anymore
So hold on 'til we find another shore
We're heading prison, lock the cell
There's something on your mind
I tried to catch you when you fell
It's when you're trapped inside
To live again, to jump
again, to swim again
To live again, to jump
again, to swim again
Hold on 'til the end
Hold me you're my friend
The past is catching up again
Don't you miss anymore
So hold on 'til we find another shore
We're heading prison, lock the cell
There's something on your mind
I tried to catch you when you fell
Between the cracks inside
To live again, to jump
again, to swim again
To live again, to jump
again, to swim again
Hold on 'til the end
Hold me you're my friend
The past is catching up again
Won't do this anymore
So hold on 'til we find another shore
Another shore
The past it flashes in my eyes, whoa
The past it flashes in my eyes, whoa
The past it flashes in my eyes, whoa
The past if flashes in my eyes, whoa
Hold on 'til the end
Don't let go, my friend
The past is catching up again
Won't do this anymore
So hold on 'til we find another shore
Another shore
Zombie Wars (2020)
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