What's happening?
Why are you taking a bath?
I'm not.
Watch 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 stopped 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 Liberty's 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 stretch 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 showed 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 through 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 won't 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 y'all come on to the truck?
Get yourself something to eat.
Ain't 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...
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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 happen 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 happens?
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. No.
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.
Now I give you treatment. - What?
Keep your eyes closed. How's that feel?
Shampoo. - Shampoo.
How do I look?
What do you think?
Can I taste some?
Why? - You don't like it.
Makes you feel funny.
Okay?
You think I come from another world, don't you?
Sort of.
What was that?
Sounded like a dog.
It's not a dog.
It is.
It is a dog.
If it's a dog, he'll be with someone.
Who? - I don't know.
I'm not waiting us to find out.
No, I don't wanna go. - It's not safe here anymore.
But... - We're going.
What are we going to do with all the stuff?
We just have to take what we can.
You always wait bad things are going to happen.
But we found this place.
I don't have anything for you.
You can look if you want. I've got nothing.
We are no robbers.
I said, we are no robbers.
What are you?
Just like you.
What are you following me? - We are not following you.
We've got food we can give... - He's not getting anything.
He's scared. - Everybody is scared.
Please, Papa.
Alright. Just one.
Here. Take it.
Spare a spoon? - He's not getting a spoon.
Pull it.
You got it. Eat it. It's good.
He's hungry.
I see him.
I know what you gonna ask me. The answer is "No".
What's the question?
We can't keep him.
You'd have dinner with us?
I don't know. What do I have to do?
You'd have to do anything. You walk okay?
Help him. - You help him.
I can't. - I can walk.
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How old are you?
Ninety. - Ninety my ass.
Is that what you tell people, so they wont hurt you? - Aha.
It'll work? - Nope.
What's your name? - Ely.
Ely? - What's wrong with Ely?
Don't hold his hand.