What's hapening?
Why are you taking a bath?
I'm not.
...way out...
...everyone...
...where are you...
Papa!
It's okay. It's just a minor earthquake.
I'm right here.
Right here.
The Road Subs by RicHard
The clock stopt at 1:17
There was a long shear of bright light -
then a series of low concussions.
I think it's October.
But I can't be sure.
I haven't kept a calendar for years.
Each day is more gray than the one before.
It is cold.
I am growing colder.
As the world slowly dies.
No animals have survived.
All the crops have long gone.
Soon all the trees in the world will fall.
The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts -
and gangs carrying weapons -
looking for fuel and food.
Within a year there were fires on the ridges -
and deranged chanting.
"Behold the Valley of Slaughter" - Jeremiah 19:6
There has been cannibalism.
Cannibalism is the great fear.
Mostly I worry about food.
Always food.
Food. An the cold. And our shoes.
Sometimes I tell the boy old stories of courage and justice.
Difficult as they are to remember.
All I know is the child is my warrant.
And if he is not the word of God -
then God never spoke.
...you can land on Lady Libertys torch.
"If you flicked your tongue like a chameleon..."
"you could whip the food off your plate without using your hands!"
"But what would your mother say?"
"If you crane your neck like a crane..."
"you have to strech your arm way up to scratch your head."
...you had eagle eyes so you could spot a running rabbit ...
Let's take a look.
It could be something here. Corn or something.
Nah.
They run out of food.
Maybe there's some hayseeds in the hayloft.
I doubt it.
It's not what you think.
Committed suicide. - Why?
You know why.
Two left. One for you, one for me.
Put it in your mouth. You point it up.
Just like I show'd you.
Okay.
Like this.
Then just pull the trigger. Okay?
Is it okay? - Okay.
Hungry?
Thanks. Thirsty. - Thirsty?
Water.
You're pretty.
Oh no.
We don't have to do this. I don't want to do this.
I think we do.
No, I don't want to do this.
Not into life like this.
You have to push. Come on.
Push.
Quick! Get up!
Get around. Stay low. Go, go.
Check those junks over there.
...watch your head...
Don't look at them. Look at me.
You call out, you're dead.
Where are you from?
Doesn't matter.
Where are you from?
You got ammunition for those rifles?
I told you not to look over there.
Have you eaten?
Whatever we can find.
What you can find. - Yeah.
You ain't gonna shoot that thing.
You ain't got but two shells. Maybe one.
They'll hear the shot. - Maybe. But you won't.
Because it will be thru your skull inside your brain before you can hear it.
To hear it you will need a frontal lobe and things with names like -
colliculus and temporal gyrus -
and you wont have them anymore. They'll just be soup.
Are you a doctor?
I'm not anything.
We got a man hurt. It'd be worth your while.
You look at him again, I'll shoot you in the head.
That boy looks hungry. Why don't ya'll come on to the truck?
Get yourself something to eat.
Aint no need to be such a hard-ass.
You don't have anything to eat.
Come on. Let's go.
I ain't going nowhere.
You will come or I'll kill you.
You're wrong.
You know what I think?
I think you're chickenshit.
You never killed a man in your life.
Where did it come from?
Whose shoot?
...he's gone...
Let's go. Come on.
Treeline. Come on.
...over there...
You're okay? I'm right here.
Let's go.
I try to look like any common traveling killer -
but my heart is hammering.
When it comes to the boy -
I have only one question:
Can you do it -
when the time comes?
I will not let anything hapen to you. I'll take care of you.
I will kill anyone who touches you.
Because that's my job.
Please stop crying. We gotta go now.
We're gonna find the cart.
Come on.
Take the gun.
That's all we have left.
I should have done it a long time ago.
I should have done it when we had more bullets. But I listen to you.
They're gonna catch up with us and they are going to kill us.
They are going to rape me and then they'll gonna rape your son -
and then they'll gonna kill us.
And eat us.
Whatever it takes... - Stop it!
I told you... Stop it!
I'll do anything. Anything...
Like what?
I don't even know why even ask you.
I should just go ahead and empty every goddamn bullet into my brain -
and leave you with nothing! That's what I should do.
Shh. Please don't talk like that.
You're right. There's nothing left to talk about.
My heart was ripped out of me the night he was born.
We have to... We will survive this.
We are... not going to quit. Not going to quit.
You want us to survive? Don't you get it?
I don't wanna.
I want you let me take him with me.
Don't touch it.
I would take him with me if it weren't for you. You know that.
Listen to yourself.
You sound -
crazy.
Other families are doing it.
Let's take a bath.
Listen... We have to talk.
That man back there -
there are not many good guys left. That's all.
Gotta watch out for the bad guys.
We have to just... keep carrying the fire.
What fire?
Fire inside you.
Are we still the good guys?
Yes, we're still the good guys. Of course we are.
We always will be, no matter what happends?
Always will be.
What is it?
It's a treat for you.
Go ahead.
Really good.
You should have some. - No, you drink it.
I want you to have some.
It's bubbly.
It's for you.
Come on.
I'm coming.
I'm hungry. - I know.
So am I.
And we are still heading south? - Of course.
There might be food there.
Everything depends on reaching the coast. Okay?
Okay.
I wish I was with my mom.
Meaning you wish you were dead.
Yeah.
You mustn't say that. It's a bad thing to say.
I can't help it.
Just stop thinking about her.
Would you at least say goodbye to him.
No. - No?
No. Noo.
Why not? - I can't.
Why can't... why can't you stay until morning?
Because I can't.
Can you spend one more night with me. - I have to go.
Why?
Why you have to go? Why...!?
What am I to tell him?
You go south.
Keep him warm, and you go south.
No one will survive another winter here.
Why won't you help me?
Where are you going? You can't even see out there.
I don't need to. I don't need to see.
I beg you. - Don't.
Please. - No.
Don't.
She was gone.
And the coldness of it was her final gift.
But she died somewhere in the dark.
There are no other tales to tell.
Look! Those colours.
Want to go in?
Come on.
Papa!
There's a reason this is locked.
Nothing's gonna happen.
It's okay.
What's that?
My God.
Help us, please.
Help us. - Let's go.
Away from me! - Wait, wait!
I can't get us thru here!
Go, go, go!
Wait!
No!
Look!
Tule.
Bad guys. Bad men.
Bad men.
Who left this window open? - I leave it open because of the smell.
What small? - You don't smell it anymore?
Who want's to drink?
It's rained all day. - I going up to change.
They are bad men.
No, no... - Take it!
Don't be afraid.
When they get hold to you, you have to do it as anybody else.
You have to brave. You have to!
Have to. You know how.
I quess.
What are you doing?
I'm so sorry.
Will I see you again?
When would I see you?
What's going on? - What the hell was that?
What's hapening over there?
The cellar hatch is open.
Goddamn it.
Gome on!
Keep hold on him. - Got it.
Son of a bitch.
Wake up.
We have to get out of here. We gotta go now.
Come on.
Last one.
We would never eat anybody, would we?
No, of course not.
No matter how hungry we were?
Even if we were starving?
We're starving now.
Because we're the good guys.
Yes. - And we're carrying the fire.
Yes.
This way.
What is this place, Papa?
The house where I grow up.
That's me.
This is where we used to have our Xmas tree, when I was a boy.
Here is where we hung our stockings.
I don't think we should be doing this.
You want to wait outside?
No, wait!
Hey!
Wait!
Wait. Come on. I'm not going to hurt you.
What are you doing?
- What?
There's a little boy, Papa! - What little boy?
I saw a little boy! - What the hell are you doing?
I saw a little boy!
There's no boy. - Let off! There is. Just like me.
Come on. - No!
Stop it! You scared the hell out of me. - No!
I need to see him! - Stop it.
What the hell happend?
What the hell are you doing?
I need to. - Why? - I just do.
He's right there. - I understand.
I understand. It's okay.
It's going to be all right.
He imagines how's things will be at the coast.
And that there will be other children there.
He asked what happend to my friends -
when I tell him they died -
and I miss them.
When I have nothing else, I try to dream the dreams of a child's imaginings.
Are we going to die now?
What do you think is going to happen?
That you're just going to suddently keel over and die?
Takes long time to die in starvation.
Every day is a lie.
But I'm slowly dying.
That is not a lie.
I'm trying to prepare him for the day when I'm gone.
Nothing we haven't seen before.
Papa!
What? What's wrong?
Look.
We look skinny.
You are skinny.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Your mother played really well.
I don't remember.
In our house...before.
It's okay. - Please Papa.
Please.
It's okay.
My God.
Come down here.
Come down. - What did you find?
Everything. I found everything.
What is all this stuff? - Food.
It's food.
Here. Read the label.
Pea...
Pears. - Yes.
Pears.
What do you want for breakfast?
What? - Nothing.
Is it okay for us to take all this?
Yeah. They want us to.
Souldn't we thank them? - Yeah. Go ahead.
Like this?
Thank you for...
soup and...
cheese puffs.
Cheese puffs - And...
All the stuff, people.
That's good.
Your turn.
Thank you, people.