Land of the Dead (2005) Script

[Static buzzing]

(man #1 on radio) ... dead people...

(woman #1 on radio) ... the recently departed...

(man #2) Unburied human corpses are returning to life... and feeding on the living.

(woman #2) Stay inside.

(man #3) Do not try to leave your homes.

(man #4) They seem to survive by eating human flesh.

(woman #3) Everyone who dies will become one of them.

If you are bitten, you will just become one of them... that much sooner.

(man #5) They're not your neighbors and friends, not anymore.

(man #6) My wife had a heart attack.

Got up and came after me like a banshee from hell.

(man #7) I put a curling iron through her head.

(woman #4) ... the head... (man #8) ... the brain...

They must be destroyed as quickly as possible.

There's no time for funeral arrangements.

(man #9) There's no time to dig up holes... so you can drop these things in the ground.

(man #10) As long as we're alive... they ain't never gonna run out of food.

The day they do, it'll mean only one thing: We're all dead.

(man #11) This is not only a local or a regional phenomenon.

(woman #5) Cities are under siege.

[Man #12 speaking Italian]

[Woman #6 speaking Polish]

[Woman #7 speaking French]

(woman #8) If these creatures ever develop the power to think... to reason... even in the most primitive way...

(man #13) People are said to be establishing... outposts in big cities... and raiding small rural towns for supplies, like outlaws.

[Zombies moaning]

##[Tuba playing]

[Bell dings]

[Door opening]

(Mike) They're trying to be us.

(Riley) No, they used to be us.

Learning how to be us again.

No way. Some germ or some devil got those things up and walking... but there's a big difference between us and them.

They're dead.

[Leaves rustling]

It's like they're pretending to be alive.

Isn't that what we're doing, pretending to be alive?


He knows we're here.


(Riley) Christ.

It's like he's talking to them.

Let's go.

[Flies buzzing]

[Speaking Spanish]

A whole lot of trash this week. That's life, bro.

Whole lot of trash, trick is not to get in with it.

[Crickets chirping]

You any good with that, kid? Because I'm real good with mine.

Put it away, Charlie. Don't be so jumpy, kid.

(Riley) What are you doing?

Watching your back. I don't like it when you go off without me.

I told you to get things ready. I got things ready... then I come to watch your back.

Christ! This is like a bad dream.

[Radio beeps] I have bad dreams.

Hell, yes. Just look at me, you can tell I have terrible dreams.

(Pretty Boy on radio) Riley, what's your 20?

(Riley) We checked out the town.

There's plenty of supplies, but a lot of walkers. Where's Cholo?

He dumped the trash, and he's on his way back.

We're ready to go in. Okay.

Put some flowers in the graveyard.

[Fireworks whistling]

"Flowers in the graveyard." Why do you call them that, Riley?

I don't get it.

These here flowers ain't the kind you lay down on the ground.

These here are sky flowers, way up in heaven.

That's why I love you, Charlie. Because you still believe in heaven.

Lord, yeah.

I mean, look.

[Truck honking]

Nice driving.

Riley, looks like God's left the phone off the hook, huh, baby?

Go get my ride. Get yours, too.

What's the matter? You look like shit, man.

Didn't I tell you not to bang chicks... with problems worse than you? When are going to listen me?

You done? I'm never done, baby. Why?

The town's full of walkers.

Yeah, but every town is full of walkers.

No, these guys are not just walking. It's like they're communicating.

They're thinking, and there's something going on.

But they're dumb, Riley.

Well, hell. Dead folks is near as dumb as me.

You learned to make yourself useful, didn't you?

Yeah. That's what they're doing.

(Cholo) Make yourself useful.

You don't got one redeeming defect, do you, son, huh?

I got this! I got this! You got that? You got that, too.

Come on. Let's get to work before I forget what it is I do for a living.

Cholo, I'm talking to you.

[Fireworks exploding]

All right, what? Things are changing.

Just be careful. We go in, we do our job... and we get the fuck out of there. Everyone alive.

Now, you take command of this unit, you can run it any way you like.

But tonight, it's my last night out. I don't want any fuck-ups.

So, that's what it's about?

You're not going to dump these recycled delinquents on me.

I don't want to take command.

Because you know what? Tonight's my last night, too, baby.

Hey, you. Come here, you little nose-picker.

You been with Riley all day painting the town beige?

I'm gonna show you how it's done. Come on.

What'd he do, win the lottery or something?


[Motorcycle engine starting]

How come you guys always go out at night?

Wouldn't it be safer in the daytime?

[Fireworks exploding]

Fireworks, kid. Stenches can't keep their eyes off them.

[Fireworks exploding]




[People yelling]

(man #1) Come on!

(man #2) Yeah!


[People whooping]

[People laughing]

(man #3) That sucker's mine, baby.

I got that one.

[Man laughing]


[Glass shattering]




[Radio beeping]

(Riley on radio) Number 1, how's the food? Mostly canned stuff.

I'd stay away from the fish.

(Riley) Number 2, what's your location?

(man on radio) Drugstore.

Need an aspirin? I got a million of them.

Antibiotics. We need antibiotics.

They're gone. The sky flowers, they're gone.

That's not good, is it? No, it's not good.



Sorry, Riley, I should have seen that thing.

Nice shooting. That's good shooting, Charlie.

No such thing as nice shooting.

Pretty Boy, what the fuck is going on?

Fireworks are jammed. We're getting on it.

(Anchor) Shut her down!

Everyone, out of town.

(Mouse) Let's move! Go! Drive!



Two minutes!

(Riley on radio) Pretty Boy, lay down some cover.

(Pretty Boy) Get on the guns!


I thought this was going to be a battle. It's a fucking massacre.

(Riley on radio) Cholo, we got a problem. Fireworks are down.

It's nice and peaceful, ain't it? Cholo, where are you?

I'm just getting some supplies, some essential supplies... just like my job description entails.

Nothing in there but booze. Booze ain't essential.

A jug of good Kentucky goes for $1,500 back in town.

You've got to get out of there. Cholo?

God damn it!

[Bell dings]


All right, Foxy, shop till you drop, baby.


You know it, brother.

(Cholo) Yeah, 'cause getting them stinking drunk... is the only way you're gonna get laid.

[Foxy laughing]

(Foxy) When's the last time you got laid? I forget.

Fox, I don't care about love. All I care about is money.

That's all I want, baby.




[Yelling] I can't get a shot. Cholo, hold on.

I got him. Cholo, I got him!



[Cholo grunts]

[Glass clinking]

Bro, do me a favor, will you?

Next time, just let me take the fucking shot.

Fucking cowboy. Stop being a pussy, man.

[Foxy laughing]

(Cholo) Yeah, I got what I need.

A little something extra, too.


Here, kid, pick that up.


I'm bit. Yeah, you're bit.

Not gonna leave you here. Gonna get you out of here, okay?

No. I will not become one of those things.

Riley, step aside.

No, you put that thing away. Riley, come on. Step aside.

I said put it away.



[Motorcycle engine starting]

This is Riley. Cease fire. Repeat, cease fire.

Let's pack it up. We're going to call it a night.

[Man whooping]

[Man laughing]

[Tires screeching]

[Men whooping]






Shit happens, right?

[Engine starting] Only if you let it, Charlie.

(male announcer on TV) Life goes on at Fiddler's Green... in the heart of one of America's oldest and greatest cities.

Bordered on three sides by mighty rivers...

Fiddler's Green offers luxury living in the grand old style.

Dine at one of six fine restaurants.

Look for that perfect gift in our fully-stocked shopping mall.

Man, they sure did used to make it sound nice.

Still sounds nice to me.

(male announcer on TV) There is a difference between our place and other places.

If you can appreciate that difference...

(Anchor) You're not going to be around no more?

You little bitch, you can come up and party with me any time you want.

I hate going under the river.

[Foxy laughing]


(Anchor) Shit. Let's get out of here, Foxy.

(Foxy) Yeah, man. Back off, Riley.

Just back the fuck off 'cause I am not in the mood.

You think that kid was in the mood? Look, he knew the risk, man.

He took the job like we all took the job knowing the risk.

Exactly, the job. You know what the job is, Cholo?

It's to bring things in that people need.

Not to make a few extra bucks selling liquor on the street.

What, you're talking about this?

This is for me and my new friends, to celebrate.

That's what that's for.

A kid died out there on the street tonight... so that you can fucking celebrate.

Riley, you know what you remind me of? You remind me of my old man.

A nice guy. I loved him and all that but he was a dumbass.

Never went for anything, so he never had anything.

What do you got, Riley? Nothing. I'm going to have my own place, man.

My own goddamn place.

You're dreaming, Cholo. They won't let you in there.

They wouldn't let me in there. We're the wrong kind.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

(male announcer on TV) Isn't it time?

Isn't it your time? For Fiddler's Green?

[People chattering]

DeMora, supplies unit.

What's in them boxes? Essential supplies.

For Kaufman.

(woman on PA system) Mark your calendars.

Mr. Kaufman cordially invites... residents of the Green to a masked ball... on the eve of Allhallows.

It is strictly forbidden to come as you are.

It's expensive. Look at that.

You like it?

I could tell.

[Woman chattering on PA system]


(guard) Can I ask you to stop, sir?

(Riley) Quitting time, Deke.

You're going to need this to get back in.

When I said quitting time, I meant quitting time.

(woman) Hey, baby.

[People chattering]

"The only way to the Father, is through me," sayeth the Lord.

(Charlie) So, Riley, you want to go get a drink?

Just look at me. You can tell I could use a drink.

You know, Charlie, why don't you go ahead?

I'll catch up. Where are you going?

I got to see a man about a car.

A car?

All right. Here's the deal.

Rivers protect us on two sides. Bridges are all blocked up.

The only overland access is here, called the "Throat."

And these fences go all the way across?

[Electronic beeping] Half a mile, both ways.

Stench. High noon. Shit.

(soldier) They don't come around here much anymore.

It's like they've learned they can't get in.

Take his fucking face off.

(Mulligan) How long are you going to let Kaufman push you around?

You like shining his shoes, pressing his pants?

He didn't build that place. He just took it over.

Kept the best for himself, and left us with a slum to live in.

But if there's enough of us, if all of you would join up... we could make this a fit place to live in.

Dad, look who's here.

Riley Denbo! I used to work with him.

Bringing in toothpicks for the bastards to pick at their gums.

And food and other stuff, for all of us.

Come in with us, Riley. Both of you.

Together we'd be unstoppable.

No one's unstoppable, Mulligan.

You're worried about being locked out. Now, you see that?

I can't help but think we're all locked in.

[Brian coughing] I'm looking for a world where there's no fences.

Here. Antibiotics for your boy. Thanks.

[Brian continues coughing]

You all right, Son? I'm fine, Dad.

Hey, easy, easy, Knipp! Easy.

Mr. DeMora. Mr. Kaufman isn't home. And I heard...

[woman crying]


I called Security. They should be here.

Yeah, I got it.

[Woman crying]

Where are you?


(Cholo) Oh, shit.

[Woman crying]

Oh, God, he killed himself.

All right, lady, I need you to down, okay? Try to keep it together.

Who are you? Are you Security? No, I'm not Security.

Then, who the hell are you?

I work for Kaufman. All right, lady, I just need you to calm down, please.

What are you doing with that?

Lady, you know what I have to do. I'm sorry.


(Cholo) He's gonna turn, lady.

(woman) No, he won't. Please.

No, he's okay. Please, we don't have a choice.

Don't make this anymore difficult than it has to be.

He's gonna turn, don't do this!


What's happening? Shut up.



[Whispering] Hey, kid.


What the hell's going on here?


It's your problem. Clean it up.

Hey, lady, it's okay.



What did you do to my car? What car?

The last car I drove out of this town was three years ago.

No, I bought a car. It was right there yesterday.

There were two guys working on it.

There was nobody here this morning.

Son of a bitch.

What happened, Riley? Did you get fucked?

Come with me.


You got fucked.





##[Spanish song playing]



[People whistling]

Roach. Hey, how's it going?

I've been better. Where's Chihuahua?

Around the back.

[People cheering]

(man) Come on!

Lot of action in here today. We've got a new kind of game.

What are they betting on? Black and red.

[Groaning] Who wins the fight.

Stenches don't fight.

They do when there's food.

What's on the menu, cat or dog?

I told you, today it's something new.

Who do you want, black or red? $60 on black.


[Crowd cheering]



[Crowd continues cheering]


What the fuck happened to my car?

They're fixing it up.

No, I went to the garage. There's nothing there.

Your guys aren't there, and my car is not there.

This is not me. I do not do this to you. I'm your friend.

Well, be my friend and get my fucking car back... or I'll have to carry you out of here inside that fucking hat.

(Chihuahua) This guy could be trouble. Keep him busy.

Give a drink.

Let me have my gun.


(Roach) Supply run last night, huh?

I heard you got some money. Not interested.

I'll show you how to turn that money into more...

I said I'm not interested.

[Girl screaming]



Jesus! Fuck!

[Crowd screaming]

My suit.

He ruined my fucking suit!



[People screaming]




I'm all right.

[Woman screaming]

Thank you. Thank you.

I've seen you around.

I've seen you around, too, working the streets.

You were checking me out?

[Door opening]

What the hell happened here?

Someone shot the little fat man. I see that.

You're under arrest.

[Guns cocking]


What? Why you?

Why'd the little fat man throw you in there with them things?

Wasn't the little man.

It was the big man.

Mr. K.

He's got his fingers in everything here.

If you can drink it, shoot it up... fuck it, gamble on it, it belongs to him.

Didn't answer the question.

He asked you why. (Slack) I know what he asked me.

They found out I was helping out Mulligan and his people... tired of eating bones while he's having a steak.

Me, too, but every place is the same.

(Riley) Places with people.

I'm going to find a place where there's no people.


Canada. If you get a way out...

I'm coming with you. (Charlie) No, Riley likes to be alone.

He might take me, 'cause he says... having me around is pretty much the same as being alone.

And 'cause I can make myself useful, and I can shoot.

I can shoot. I can be pretty fucking useful.

I had training. I was going to join the army, help the Green... till somebody figured I'd be a better hooker than a soldier.

You know, I don't want to hear your fucking story.

Everyone's got a story, and I am sick of hearing them.

What's your story, Riley?

I don't have one.

Nothing bad ever happened to me till everything changed.

Everything changed for all of us.

[Gate clattering]

Hey, Mulligan.

What they going to do? Kill him? Not right away.

First they'll try to get him to talk. About people like me.





[Zombies groaning]


[Door shuts]

(Kaufman) Mr. DeMora. Boss.

How was Uniontown? Dead.

Death intrudes on us even here in the city, I'm afraid.

I heard abut what happened with my neighbors.

And I'm grateful for your help.

That's what I'm here for, boss... to take care of any problems you got.

Look, I got you a little present, a little souvenir from town.

I know you're used to better vintage than this... but it's the best we got.

Little champers to take the edge off things.

[Champagne cork pops]

There we go.

This is very extravagant. Yeah, well, I can afford it.

With the $20,000 you owe me from last night... and the money from all the other nights together...

I got enough for my own place.

You mean here in the Green? Sure, why not?

I'm sorry, Mr. DeMora... but there's a very long waiting list.

How long? Well... this is an extremely desirable location.

Space is very limited.

You mean restricted, don't you?

I do have a board of directors... and I have a membership committee.

They have to approve. Don't do this to me. Don't.

How long have I been working for you? Three years?

Taking out your garbage, cleaning up after you... and then you're going to say I'm not good enough?

Let me tell you something, you're going to let me in... because I know what goes on around here.

Do your committee members know... what the fuck is going out with the garbage?

So, you're gonna let me in, you hear me?

Maybe we could talk about this when you're a little less excited.


[Door opening]

I won't be needing this man anymore.



[Cholo speaking Spanish]


(woman) Take that, you scary zombie.

(man) ... come back to God.

Give up your lives of sin.

Praise the Lord! Father is the only way.

Come back to Jesus.

Fox, get the guys. We're going out.

Want me to call Riley? Forget Riley. Just us. Come on.


[Gun fires]

[Gus laughing]

Shit, man. You win. You got him right in the brain.

That's right. Double or nothing.

Brubaker, who'd you blow to get this cushy job?

(Brubaker) Cholo, you bum, how's it going?

Where's Riley? He's retired.

We're taking the truck out.

That's from yesterday. What? You're shitting me.

I'm gonna quit drinking, man.

[Gun shot]

What the hell is that? Relax. It's just target practice.

Barrett, stop scratching around back there.

You're going to fuck up my shot.

I'm not doing nothing, man, I'm just standing here.

[Crickets chirping]

There's nothing there, man.


So, what the hell is that, screaming practice?

(man) Stenches! They're all over the place.

[Alarm blaring]

[People chattering]

Let's make our move. Come on.

All right, go.

Their eyes.


Mouse, take that.

Cholo, should we send up some sky flowers?

It ain't our fight, Fox.

The stenches want to get in, let them in. Come on.

(Cholo) Everybody, get busy.

[Fence squeaking]

That's our way out. Should we do something about this?

That's our way out, get us there.


Get out of here!







(Cholo) Kaufman.

The one that got away.

That's right.

Remember you said we should talk when I was less excited?

I'm a lot less excited right now.

What do you want, Mr. DeMora?

You might have noticed that I had to leave in a hurry... so I didn't get a chance to take my money out of your bank.

I'd like you to handle that withdrawal for me.

With interest: $5 million.

Or I'm gonna blow you out of your fucking castle.

Because I got Dead Reckoning.

That's unfortunate.

Well, unfortunate for you, perhaps.

I want you to put that money on a boat... and send it across the river to the South Side, 10th Street Pier.

One man to drive the boat, no more.

You have till midnight, that's two and a half hours.

I won't be there, and Dead Reckoning won't be there.

But I'll know if it happens, and I'll know if it doesn't happen.


[Clock ticking]


In a world where the dead are returning to life... the world "trouble" loses much of its meaning.

He wants money. Pay him.

We don't negotiate with terrorists.

We have other options.

(officer) Denbo. Give me Denbo.

Get up. You're coming with me.

Where you taking him? Don't worry.

Where are you taking him?

You take care of him? Hell, yeah.

He pulled me out of the fire.

It was bad.

Just look at me, you can tell it was bad.

Mr. Denbo, can I offer you a drink?

I don't drink. Why am I here?

We want you to repossess a vehicle that belongs to us... a vehicle that you designed, Mr. Denbo.

Dead Reckoning has been stolen by your second-in-command... who I want captured or killed... and I want my $2 million piece of equipment returned.

My truck.

My truck, which has guns.

Powerful guns.

It'll do a great deal of damage... if they're aimed at this city.

Why don't you just send out your troops?

I can send 50 men against that thing... and they'd come back in body bags. Now, Cholo was your man.

Maybe you can get close enough to do what has to be done.

It's a good thing I'm still in town.

See, I bought a car.

I was going to drive out of here, but it disappeared.

I guess someone didn't want me to leave.

You're a very popular man.

How much are your services going to cost me?

A vehicle, enough weapons and ammunition to go north.

But there's nothing up north. That's the idea.

There's one more thing: My friends, they go with me.

Take them.

Can you find Dead Reckoning, quickly?

How quickly? Midnight.

I have a way.

Mouse, there are three things a man must do alone:

Be born, die, and we all know the other one, don't we?

Yeah, okay, Cholo. Just don't leave me here alone too long...

Two hours max. Give me a call. Let me know if we're rich or not.

All right, two hours.

Give him something for the nerves.

Something for the nerves.

(Anchor) Stay real. Okay.

[Water lapping]

[Buoy bell ringing]

[Wind howling]

[Rat squeaking]


##[rap song playing on radio]

Can't believe you guys are turning me into a fucking boy scout.

Not a boy.

You don't have to come out if you don't want to.

I didn't say that.

Some shit, though, going out to save Kaufman's ass.

I'm not doing this for Kaufman.

This is for the people in the city.

What do you think's going to happen to them if Cholo shells the Green?

Okay. I'm with you.

No, I like the ones I already got.

This piece fires 14 rounds a second.

I don't normally need that many.

I don't normally talk to retards.

[Steele laughs]

Pretty easy to make fun of some people, huh?

I could make a whole lot of fun out of you.

I'll take this one.

He thinks he's taking care of you.

He does.

Without his guns, I'd be dead by now.

Without you, he'd be dead by now.

Fair trade.

Riley, these guys are coming.

Gentlemen and lady.

Mr. Kaufman thought you could use some support.

Don't need any. Nevertheless. Manolete.

Manolete, named after the bullfighter.

Monica. You can call me Motown.



I'm here to do something. Why are we standing around?

Let's do something.

We taking the jeep?

The Woody. It's bigger, has guns.

Jeez. Cholo made a mess. No. Cholo didn't do all this.

This is stenches. A lot of them.

Maybe still here.

That's where they came in. Look.

That's where they went out.

Trying to get to the city. I'm going to go get the ammo.

Crank up the Woody, Charlie.

Make sure she doesn't hurt herself.

I can take care of myself, okay?

Fine. Charlie, make sure she doesn't hurt anyone else.

You, come with me.

(Kaufman) Walkers, Mr. Denbo?

And moving toward the city.

They'll never get across the river. I wouldn't be so sure.

(Riley) They learned how to work together.

They're mindless walking corpses... and many of us will be, too... if you don't stay focused on the task at hand.

Zombies, man. They creep me out.

Do you really think they can get across the water?

If you asked me that a week ago, I would have said no.

But now...

One way or the other, we got to get our hands on Dead Reckoning.

There's more of them out there.

I can hear them. They're always out there.

You're all right? Yeah, no problem.

[Metal clanking]

Woody's in there.

Who's got the keys, guys? No keys to get. Melted.

Screw the keys. Let's just hot-wire the fucking thing.

(Pillsbury) Yellow to red.

What the fuck does a Samoan know about hot-wiring a fucking car?

Fifty thousand cars stolen in Samoa every year.

Yeah? Well, a million in Detroit.

Detroit's got 50 million cars.

Samoa: 50,000. Every one stolen.

(Slack) Charlie.

Why do you lick your rifle? It catches the light.

What light? How can you see anything?

Good eye.






Off-center, but I got him.

Awesome, man.

Got a flashlight? Yeah.

[Door banging]

(Riley) Brubaker?

Hey, Brubaker?

Brubaker, you there?


Hear that? Yeah.

[Shell clinking]

All right, keep that thing shining. Let's get ammo.

There's. 50 caliber around here somewhere.

Great. Here's the. 50.


Jesus Christ.

[Zombies grunting]

No, not in here. Think about where we are.

Take a breath.

Choose your shots.

[Guns firing]

[Crickets chirping]


We're even. Not.

That hurt. I didn't hurt you.

[Engine sputtering]

(Motown) I got it.

[Engine starting]

Oh, God.


[Manolete screaming]


[Manolete panting]

Is he bit? Yeah.



[Manolete coughing]

How long does he have?

Had a little brother bit. He took less than an hour before he turned.

And then what happened?

I shot him.

You said nothing bad ever happened to you.

That happened to my brother.

Yeah. Dead is dead.

And that ain't you or me.


I'm sorry. No! No!

(Kaufman) I recognize that some of you are concerned... and I wanna assure you... that if anything goes wrong, measures have been taken.

I've established outposts with food and supplies... that will support us on our way.

On our way to where? Anywhere that we want to go.

Alternative sites have been chosen for us and our families... as well as necessary support personnel.

What about all the others?

All the others can be replaced by others.

Boss. You're interrupting me, Bill.

It's bad timing.

Just when I was talking about how people can be replaced.

A day may come when you earn yourself some responsibilities.

But right now the responsibilities are mine.

They're all mine.

It was my ingenuity that took an old world... and made it into something new.

I put up the fences to make it safe.

I hired the soldiers and paid for their training.

I kept the people off the streets by giving them games and vices... which cost me money.

But I spend it because the responsibility is mine.

Now, do you understand the meaning of the word responsibility?

We have to do what we have to do.

Foxy, I know I'm never gonna be great.

I'm never gonna be on the list of names of people... who done great things because I don't do anything.

Not one thing.

If it wasn't for this truck, I wouldn't be any different... than that poor Mexican bastard out there.

Cholo, look, Kaufman might not pay.

Kaufman's gonna pay, man.

But if he doesn't, he knows I'm gonna do a jihad on his ass.

[Motor whirring]

(Riley) When you hit Route 6, take a right.

How do you know which way to go?

Homing device. Cool.

How long since you been out here?

I've never been out.

I've lived in the city since it was a real city.

Pull over.

Cover them, Charlie.

All right, you're working for Kaufman, I'm working for Kaufman.

My job is to stop Cholo.

Your job is to bring the truck back, with or without me, right?

Not without you, no. Well, that means yes.

Here's what's going to happen.

I'm going to do my job. You're not going to get to do yours.

Kaufman is never going to see Dead Reckoning again.

And when I get it, I'm gonna do what I want with it.

Anyone has any problems with that, you can get out right here.

[Zombies moaning]

(Motown) Some choice. No choice. Close door.

Keep them covered, Charlie. (Slack) Wait.

You made us come all the way out here... just to steal a fucking truck?

You made a deal, Riley.

You're going back on a deal. You never done that before.

If Cholo shells the Green, all deals are off.

If something worse happens, I don't know about you... but I don't want to be out here in a car without a roof.

Mouse, you got anything?

No boat, no money, no nothing.


Load the six-packs.

##[music playing on radio]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Zombie moaning]



[Mouse groaning]

[Zombies grunting]

[All moaning]



(Pretty Boy) Six-pack loaded.

All right, load the other six.

We're not gonna show them any goddamn mercy.

(Riley) I know where Cholo's going. Where?

Mount Washington, overlooks the city.

We can beat him there.

In that truck, he's gotta take the main roads.

We can take the back streets. Right.

Make a right on Ivy, then take a left on Westminster.

You wanna go up the hill? Yes, I'm wanna go up the hill.

Let's go up the hill.


[Zombies moaning]

Almost midnight, sir.

Pack us up. We might be leaving.

In the boat?

I'd rather be taking Dead Reckoning... but not available.

From this hillside, they can shell the Green.

They're gonna be coming up this road.

Pull in around the corner.




All right, they're coming.

You guys stay here and keep real quiet.

I'm going to try and talk my way inside.

He's going to steal that truck and leave us here.

(Charlie) Riley would never do that.

Just look at him, you can tell he'd never do that.

I like that man. You, go help him.


[Vehicle approaching]

Everything's okay back there.

It's too late to send me back.

Now, put that thing away.

Put on your best Sunday smile, and just try to look friendly.

I am friendly.

Hey, Cholo. Take a look at this.

It's Denbo and his idiot.

(Cholo) All right. Stop the truck.

Come on, here.

So, how did you get up here? In the Woody.

I tracked you with this.

Forgot to tell you... the truck's got a little transmitter in her belly.

You were always a smart guy.

Always a lot smarter than me, man.

That's not saying much.

Open up. What, are you fucking nuts?

Open up.

[Latch clanking]

Hey, Charlie.

So, who's the smart one now?

Thought you would have quit... but here you are still working for the man, aren't you, Riley?

What? Kaufman sent you up to take care of me?


Takes a true friend to stab you right in the front, doesn't it?

That man pulls the trigger, he's dead.


Who else is out there?

Kaufman sent some guys with us. We took care of them.

Cover him.

Pretty Boy, lock in the target.


We're running out of time.

I got you now.

[Man groaning]

[Guns firing]

[People clamoring]


[Big Daddy grunts]

You hit that tower square on... you're gonna kill a lot of innocent people.

You miss, you hit the city, you're gonna kill a lot of our friends.

Want to know who killed our friends?

Kaufman is the one that's killed our friends.

Every time I took out his garbage, I took out one of our friends... people he wanted off the streets.

He turned me into a goon, then he's gonna piss all over me?

I don't think so.

What are you gonna get out of this, Cholo?

Hopefully my money.

Money burns. Yeah, not if it's in a vault.

[Control bleeps]

All right, Mr. K., won't be needing you anymore.


You set this right? Yes.

Riley, you did something to it with your fucking little toy.

This? What the fuck did you do? Fix it.

Fix it. Not a fucking chance.

(Foxy) Cholo, look out.




You know, Riley... there's something about you that I've always really hated.

You're still here, aren't you? What do you care?

You got what you wanted. You're hit.

How you doing in there, Charlie?

I'm being friendly.

[Bell dings]

What's in the bags? Money.

Whose money?

[Phone ringing]

Watch out. Get down. Quick.


Yes? We got Cholo.

Kaufman. I'm here.

I just did something...

I might not have done otherwise.


You lied to me, Denbo.

You didn't get DeMora. He's shooting at us.

[Explosions continue]

That's not Cholo, Mr. Kaufman.

Holy shit. They got across the river.

Look at that.

I didn't even have to blow the place up.

The fucking stenches did it for me.

We're going back to the city to see if we can help. Pick him up.

Where we going, man? What are we doing?

Easy, Gargantua, come on. Get him inside. Quick.

Not this horse. Not this horse.

Take that Woody if you still got it.

Fine. You got me, too.


Anyone else?

Where you gonna go, Cholo?

There's always that outpost in Cleveland.

Haven't heard from them in a while.

Take my chances.

You have no right.

No right.

Woody's around the corner. Guns and ammo inside.


Get us back on the main road.

You have blood, here. We almost lost you there.

You all right? Yeah.

You want to be really helpful, roll me one.

Yeah, all right.

[People clamoring]


[Guns firing]

What was built to keep people safe is gonna trap them inside.

(Riley) This is Denbo in the Reckoning.

Open up those fences and let the people out.

The fences are still hot. We can't cut the juice from here.

We've been trying to call the power station.

There's no one left over there.

We got to get the fuck out of here.

There's no one left here, either.

Move it.

(Riley) We can rocket those fences.

(Pillsbury) Got to get across river.

(Pretty Boy) The bridges into the city, they're all bricked up.

Let's just fucking blast our way through.

No, we can't do that.

There's a war going on over there. We cross any of these bridges... we're gonna end up right in the middle of it.

We have to come in outside of the Throat.

Somehow, Fox, I thought we'd be traveling... in a lot better style than this, baby.

At least we're still fucking traveling, brother.



[Zombie moaning]

Come on, Fox, let's get the hell out of here.



Can you fucking believe it?

Nothing works out the way you want it to.

There's something always comes around the corner and just gets you.

It's your choice, bro.

I always wanted to see how the other half lives.

(Anchor) The old J&L can take us over.

It's a drawbridge. They leave it up.

That means it's not guarded. Can you get us there?

Yeah. Let's go.

[People clamoring]

[Man groaning]



[Machine whirring]


[Big Daddy grunting]



I can stay with you, if you want.

No. No.

This is between me and the man.

Fox, she's all yours.

Hope you do better than you did with me, man.


(guard) Holy shit!

(woman on PA system) A disturbance has been reported... on the outskirts of the city.

There's no reason to believe... that Fiddler's Green could ever be compromised.

But we suggest that residents report any sightings of unusual behavior.


[Women screaming]

[People clamoring]


[Woman screaming]

There it is. Let's hope it's still wired into the grid.

Shut the hatch, just in case.

When I get the bridge down, you come pick me up.

[Water lapping]

How do you work this thing? It's just like a video game.

What the fuck are you doing?

Making myself useful.

[People screaming]

Wait. Wait. Stop. Stop!

[All screaming]


[Footsteps pattering]



They're behind us, too.

[All growling]

I can't get a shot.


[Alarm sounding]

[Bell ringing]


Now shoot!

[Both grunting]



[Metal squeaking]

They'll never get in here. Neither will Riley.

(Anchor) Unlock the roof hatch, Pretty Boy.

Oh, shit.

(Anchor) Riley, go for the roof. Okay.


What are you doing? Forward!

I'm gonna shake these bastards.


[Bell ringing]

[Guns firing]

Get out of the way.



[People clamoring]

What is it? Is something going on?

(man) Stenches!

[People screaming]

We're fucked.

Angle the mortars for the Throat... and send up some sky flowers.

(Anchor) Got her!


Oh, thank God.



Watch it now.

Oh, my God.

[Woman chattering on PA system]

Downstairs. The car.

You bastards! You have no right!


Mr. Kaufman, come on, let's go.


(woman on PA system) Mr. Kaufman wants you to know...

All right, we're going to the boat.

... he has dedicated himself to your well-being.

Be careful when you open that door.

Should I call the crew, sir? No, I'll call them.


God damn it.

What the fuck?


Goodbye, Mr. K.

Come back here, you son of a bitch. You got the fucking keys.





Fucking spic bastard.

Nah. You're dead.

Oh, my God. You are dead.

[Kaufman stuttering]


[Kaufman screaming]

Number 1's clear. Going for Number 2.

I don't normally need that many.

(Anchor) Don't bother. Come on down.

Blow the fences.

[Woman screaming]

[People screaming]

[Woman screeching]

[Bones crunching]

Sky flowers don't work no more.


But there's people.

Those people are all dead. Shoot, Charlie.

We're too late.



You saved them.

You staying or leaving?

You? Leaving.

Unless you need my help. No.

Why don't you stick around?

We could turn this place into what we always wanted it to be.


Then what will we turn into? We'll see, won't we?

You want to go to Canada now, Riley?

Sure, if no one has any objections.

No, we'll take you with us.

I'll try to make myself useful.

Anchor, load the guns. We're hitting the road.


[Gun firing]

Now we can go.


They're just looking for a place to go.

Same as us.

Fire off what's left inside those tubes.

We're not gonna need it anymore.

Take us north.