628 Tremont. 6-2-8, 3 Dead.
- Not here. - The fuckin usual.
It's no big deal these days right? Some guy, what's his name?
- I don't know. - Who knows, who cares.
Who cares.
Fuckin.
Shoot his wife and kid and eat the fuckin licorice.
Sticks it in his mouth, and blows his own brains out.
This guy has no I.Ds, no fuckin papers.
He probably squirreled over the goddamn borders.
Hey guys. Channel 10 News.
Listen, you're kind of blocking the shot. Can I get you to move forward a bit?
- Yes sure. - Thanks.
- Ready? - Yeah. Almost.
2 minutes. Let's grab some more B-roll.
- Can't get close enough for an Emmy. - Screw the Emmy!
- Settle for a fuckin paycheck. - Story of my life.
We downloaded this video off the internet. Sometime over the last 3 days.
I can't remember, exactly when.
Look at this guy. Look at this fuckin guy.
Chowing down with his buddies, shoving a corpse in the back of the van.
Some of these footage was never broadcasted.
It was secretly uploaded by the camera man who shot it.
It was his way of trying to tell the truth, about what was happening.
Bree Reno, reporting live from Homestead
where tragedy be felled an immigrant family.
An unidentified man has shot his wife and 16 years old son to death,
before turning the gun on himself.
- Jesus! - What?
- I don't believe this! - What?
Is there something with the camera? Just fix it!
She's still moving!
For Christ sake, Brody. I'm right in the middle of a...
- What? - Jesus fuckin Christ!
- For God's sakes! - What the hell is going on over there?
- I thought they were dead. - They're suppose to be. They are!
I don't know, she's moving on the freakin gurney man!
- Get out of the way. Come on! - I need some backup here.
Get off of him!
- Are you all right? - Jesus, what the fuck was that?
- Keep still. - The other ones moving!
Another one coming up too.
Take them out!
It's not going down. It's not going down!
Holy shit!
Freeze!
You must shoot them in the head!
No! No! This can't be happening!
This can't be fuckin happening!
We downloaded a lot of what we found off on television, on the net, off blogs.
Images and commentaries over those first few days.
Most of it were bullshit. None of it were useful.
This is what we were getting from the news networks.
None of us, can claim to know exactly
what has caused the chaos, that we've been experiencing.
A natural calamity or sort of a massive or monstrous hoax?
I'm old enough to remember Orson Well's War Of the Worlds
or the world's possibly greatest hoax, ever perpetrated.
That’s when it just rained. Now it’s 24/7.
Some kind of germ. Some kind of epidemic
we are led to believe almost anything...
We made a film, the one I'm going to show you now.
Actually, Jason was the one who wanted to make it.
Like that camera man from channel 10
He wanted to upload it, so that people, you, could be told the truth.
The film was shot with a Panasonic HDX-900-and a HVX-200.
I did the final cut on Jason's laptop.
I've added music occasionally for effects, hoping to scare you.
You see, in addition to trying to tell you the truth
I am, hoping to scare you.
so that maybe you'll, wake up.
Maybe you won't make any of the same mistake that we've made.
Anyway, here it is:
Jason Creed: The Death of death.
No! Cut! Cut!
How many times have I told you, that thing don't move fast.
You're a corpse for Christ sake!
If you run that fast your ankle will gonna snap off.
She's going fast, I have to go fast, otherwise how am I suppose to catch her?
You'd suppose to catch her later. This is the beginning of the fuckin movie.
You catch her now, it's all over.
All you suppose to do, is grab her dress, so...
...till my tits fall out? Ain't gonna happen!
You know, can somebody please explain to me
why, girls in scary movie always have to fall down and lose their shoes and shit?
It's totally lame.
And why do we do have our dresses torn off?
Actually I look forward to that part.
- Flashing! - I swear...
- Thanks. - Should'vestuck with auto repairs
Shit man, look at this! Your makeup is all unglued.
Give me a break!
Yeah maybe you can see now, because you're in way too tight.
All you suppose to do is run to the fuckin shot.
No, not run... shamble.
The script says the mummy shamble into frame and stops
For a second.. for one second
your telling me for one second, if you could see
The camera can see, and what the camera sees, the audience can see.
What fuckin audience?
There always an audience for horror. Believable horror.
But who's gonna believe a mummy if his makeup is all unglued?
Who's gonna believe a mummy in the first place?
Here's a thought, genius. Try zooming out. Maybe your fuckin shot will work.
I know what I want here, Tony and I know what I'm doing.
That's right you do don't ya?
We're only what? 4 days over a 3 day shooting schedule.
Great. I mean your fuckin credit, for what we're doing here.
- You'll all be in the credits. - Talking about college credits.
Leave those to me.
- Did we get the shot yet? - No we're still dicking around.
Five credit for the each of you. That is a pledge.
Mr. Creed has a vision.
Hey. I'm just trying to make a scary movie here.
Yes you are Mr. Creed.
Jason always wanted to be a documentary film maker.
But for his senior class project, he decided to try to make a horror film.
That what he was shooting on that first night.
The night when...
Everything changed.
Stupid fuckin horror movie.
With, an underlying thread of social satire.
Jason, can I take a minute?
- I have to pee. - Oh shit.
- Jason... - What?
I have to pee too.
Jesus Christ, this whole thing is falling apart.
Hey guys, there's something on the news. It's pretty...
well, I mean... you might want to check this out.
...but it does seem to happening.
Two News Agencies in two separate county in the tri-state area...
are reporting account of the dead, returning to life.
In one of the cases, the one in Somerset, a dead man...
identified as a 50 years old white male
the victim of a drive by shooting yesterday
sat up on an autopsy table and actually attacked Somerset medical examiners Thomas Maitland...
- Horseshit. - Shut up Tony. It's on the fuckin news.
The news is always horseshit. Always make things sound worse than they really are.
That's how they sell soap
and the next morning what happens: "Oh sorry. My mistake. "
and they say that, who is gonna believe this shit, two dead people...
There are now five dead people and...
here's another. They're coming in from everywhere.
A corpse at Hope memorial has apparently survived.
That’s six separate reports.
6? How could there be 6 mistakes?
For Christ’s sake we hear those sort of things every day.
Yet, hurricane and the planet is getting too hot
and terrorists was gonna dump, a dirty bomb on the Whitehouse, and your house.
Somebody gonna put some germs In your water and your mailbox.
and that letter from Publisher's Clearing House huh?
Good news is, won a $1 million, bad news is, you'll gonna wake up dead tomorrow morning.
Better believe what we've just heard.
the problem doesn't seem to be that people are waking up dead.
But he dead people are waking up.
Listen!
- What that? - What was that?
A lot of people are in on it.
Right.
If I'm gonna wake up dead, it's gonna be in my own bedroom.
You can all come.
Eliot has the address, he knows where is it.
Yeah, nice place too. Cozy, take up about half of Philadelphia.
Yeah, it's a fuckin fortress. I can't get in unless I'm invited.
Sorry Jason. About your movie. I don't mean to hang you up or anything but...
I'm getting the fuck out of here.
Like I said, you can all come.
I mean it. It's an invitation.
I'm in.
- Anyone else? - Better be not.
Bye guys.
Fuckin pommy gets all the girls.
So...
What are we going to do?
- How do you explain, that... - I have no explanation.
OK, what I'm going to do.
I'm going to the dorm. Deb's there.
Whatever's happening I don't want her to be alone.
Transmit electrical impulses
strong enough to animate what little...
remains of the body's muscle tissues.
OK.
OK this is the women's dorm.
Jesus.
It's been 25 minutes since we've heard the news.
it's already looks like everybody gone.
Hello, who's in there?
Fuck.
What the fuck are you doing here?
- What the fuck you're doing here? - I'm stealing shit.
But you..
What a guy doing with a video camera doing in the women's dorm?
Security!
Fuck.
Oh god.
Oh shit.
OK, OK. This is Deb's room.
- Wait! It's OK. It's me. - Jesus fuck..
Are you still shooting?
- What're you shooting? - I'm just...
Oh my god!
- God I'm so afraid. - It's OK, Deb.
I'm here.
I've been trying to call them, for like an hour..
Shit!
Shit! Same fuckin thing. No answer!
Gotta get out there we'll see everything.
- Babe! - What?
There is no answer, at my house. My mom, my dad, Billie...
- They're suppose to be there! - Maybe they're up at the cabin.
No, I already tried there. Everything's out.
The service are busy, your folks probably can't get through to you either.
It was all over the news, all over the web.
But no one knew what was really happening.
I wanna get out of here.
J!
I want to go home.
I think that what started the panic.
Not knowing the truth.
What's been happening? I don't know.
The prospect truly are terrifying.
All my friends left before we could even before we could even say goodbye.
It's funny. You spend some much time resenting your parents
separating yourself, building your own life
but when shit hits the fan, the only place you want to go is...
home.
We're in Mary's Winnebago.
Trying to stick together.
- What is this about, Jason? - I don't know, I just...
If this turns out to be a big thing I just want to record it, OK?
Come on, everybody, when it comes to you say your names.
This is ridiculous.
- Mary. Mary Dexter. - What are you doing here Mary?
I'm going home, trying to go home.
Can you just not film me, while I'm driving please?
So I can focus.
Say your name.
Jason, if you don't know my name by now
then you can get the clothes out of my closet OK.
Come on babe, It's part of history.
Debra Moynahan.
And I'm trying to get home too, OK? Like Mary.
And I'm wondering why my boyfriend has the camera plastered to his face.
Scranton. OK?
Scranton. Pennsylvania. That's my home.
It's my parent's home. And my little brother's.
- Where are you coming from? - College.
We're all at Pitts together. University of Pittsburgh.
- Why are we on the road? - Christ.
Yeah. Christ, Jason. Lay the fuck off!
See this guy?
He won't say who he is, so I will. He is Tony Ravello. He's from...
- Where is he? Brooklyn or the Bronx? - Queens.
He does makeup that comes unglued.
You know what? I'm a directing major just like you.
- I wasn't even supposed to do makeup. - No, I was.
Sorry babe.
You know what happens when we try to work together.
I hear that.
What are we doing out here on the road?
- Just trying to get out of Dodge right now. - Why?
What do you want me to say Jason?
No, that's not what I want you want to say. It’s what you want to say. Tell us...
Why does everyone wanna get the hell out of Dodge?
Cause of this thing. This crazy thing that's happening
It is crazy
- Where are you going, Tony? - Nowhere. No place to go.
I was gonna hang with you, Jason, until I can't take any more of your shit.
I got it!
Can you explain why the department of Homeland Security suddenly
raised its alert level to orange, earlier this evening
even though there are no indication of a terrorist attack?
Your right, there's no indication of any terrorism.
We believe these are simply isolated and...
unrelated phenomenon, and we expect things to return to normal very soon.
See? I've already started planning this shit down.
.. maybe due to a previous unknown viral strand
that leads to a kind of... mass psychosis.
- Psychosis. Who is going to believe that? - Psychotic?
The president continues to monitor the situation from his ranch and...
he asked the American people to remain vigilant.
- Say who you are, Eliot. - You just did, I'm Eliot.
Tell us some more.
Eliot Stone, Harrisburgh PA.
I'm here with you kind people because... I don't know
I'll like to get home too.
It's on the way I'm hoping you'll be so kind to drop me off.
Seems like everybody wants to get home..
I know what you're trying to do Jason. I get it.
Gordo Thorsen. Denver, Pennsylvania.
Tracy Thurman. We're a...
- Together. - Forever.
We'll see.
What's that?
Oh... this is my camera.
Smile.
Thurman and Gordo.
Gimme a kiss.
Oh and I'm from San Anton. That's from Texas.
Don't mess with Texas.
Holy shit. Look at this guy!
Christ!
He gotta be doing like a buck 20.
Professor?
You finally come to me as I was beginning to feel rejected.
- It just that... - So far away I know.
In storage..
Instead I got a toilet seat with everyone's dirty laundry.
Andrew Maxwell, Analyst.
Nowhere to go. Nothing to do.
and I'm not with anybody.
Like Mr. Ravello, I'm just popping along for the ride.
I'm not with anyone either.
I'm... just...
here all alone... just me and Saint Christ.
I think we'll be calling all Saint Christ before this night's over.
Oh my god! Look!
We'll never get past that. Turn around. We should go back to the dorms.
- Look! - It's a cop.
- He's Federal. - How do you know that?
- His hat is... because his hat. - He looks hurt.
- He's all burnt up. - Not just burnt. He's fuckin fried..
Oh my...
He's dead!
I'm telling you, he can't be anything else but dead.
Oh my god!
I think he wants more than your license and registration!
Go! Go!
Oh fuck!
Fuck!
Wait. wait!
What's that? What's that?
What are we doing?
- What time is it? - Almost 3.
I think we should pull over.
How do you feel?
Mary?
How do you feel about what just happened?
- I just think, they feel... - They were already dead, OK?
You didn't anything wrong.
Listen to me.
Jesus fuckin Christ... you don't stand up and walk around after you're dead?!
Will you shut up?
We've just killed 3 people back there
3 living, breathing people like us.
But we didn't.
I did.
Shit.
We've stopped somewhere... off the road.
God knows where.
You gonna say something?
No, I don't know, Just give her some time, you know.
I'm running low.
If I can make it to the Stake store, before they all shut their doors forever.
Oh god, there's a terrible thought.
The world where a gentleman can't buy a bottle of bourbon.
Mary?
- Oh god. Mary! - Mary
What did she do? What the fuck did she do?
- Any anyone know she had a gun? - Why would she do this?
Because of what happened? Those people back there?
It's our fault.
We're panicking. We're turning this into...
Into what?
Something that's not.
Something more than this is. This is all just bullshit!
You keep calling this bullshit someone else will gonna kill themselves!
You heard the TV. Mary heard the TV.
We'd all should have stay at school
instead of driving around in the middle of nowhere.
knocking fuckin down people like bowling pins.
- She's still alive. - What?!
She's got a pulse!
- Mary! - Pressure! Pressure!
- Look like everyone left. - Yeah. Up in a hurry.
This is a hospital. Where else is she suppose to go?
Just because we can't see anybody doesn't mean no one’s here.
Maybe they're hiding?
Yeah? Maybe they're hiding because they think we're dead.
- Hello. We aren't dead! - Cut it out, Tony.
Wait, wait. Where are we going?
You guys look for a doctor we gonna find the ER.
Hello! Is anyone here?
Wait, wait. I think I heard somebody
It's down here. Come on.
It's just the radio.
Hello? Is anyone...
What?
We are prisoner here. As far as we can't move.
Stand by! Stand by!
It's complete chaos.
We got them! We got them!
I can't do it.
- Get that son of a bitch! - We got 5 of them here!
Where are you sir?
- Got to get them in the head. - Got to get them in the head.
- Get everyone out of here! - You got to get them in the head!
I hope this isn't some sort of mistake?
This is a hospital. There's nobody here.
Is this for real?
What about Mary?
What if... she dies?
We're not gonna be able, by just standing around here.
- Fuck! Losing juice. - Let’s see if we can find some batteries.
- There's somebody! - Excuse me!
Excuse me.
We've an emergency. Our friend is hurt and we need help.
Oh my god. What's wrong with him?
He's dead. That's what wrong with him..
- Get the gun. - Debby. Gun!
- Try the head! Try the head! - Yeah, shoot him in the head!
Shoot him in the head!
- Fuck. The battery almost dead. - Yeah, that's not all?
What you mean?
- What is going on? - Jesus, the nurse.
Dead doctor, dead nurse make sense doesn't it?
Fuckin hurry up! Gordo!
It's jammed!
- OK, I'm gonna try something. - What?!
Get her attention, just to try to get her attention!
Come over here! Hey come after me!
Careful Debra. Careful.
Jesus H!
Jesus Christ.
Whoa, whoa, those are hot! Put it back where you've found them.
We've got to get her a doctor.
Yeah, a live one.
I got it.
Let's go.
Don't leave without me.
What? You're not coming with us?
- I can't, I gotta plug in. - Leave it, let it charge.
I can't, I can't leave without the camera.
The camera's the whole thing.
Getting help is the whole thing.
I should be with them.
Maybe I can help.
I can't. I can't.
Because...
I'm fuckin blocked in.
Some shit, huh?
What's wrong with these fuckin dead guys.
I'm sorry, Mary.
If anything, that Tony said, or I said, or intend, made you...
People you killed are dead. These people are dead.
At least they look dead..
The way things are...
Who the fuck knows.
Mary?
Shit.
Guys?
Guys, what's happening?
Fuck! God damn it!
Hello?
Hello!
I found this in one of the other rooms.
Tell us your name.
Say it!
- Deb, come on. - Say it!
Gimme a break. Jason Creed.
See how it feels? To have a camera, shoved in your face?
to have to answer stupid questions, when people are dying all around you.
You see how it feels?
Deb, just put the thing down and tell me what happened.
Well you missed it.
If it didn't happen on camera, it’s like it didn't happen, right?
There was a patient in one of the other rooms.
He looked nice, you know, not dead.
But... He was...
he was almost on top of me before I saw him.
It was Gordo who him.
Jesus! Did you... I mean..
Hurt me?
No.
So whose screaming?
Me.
You want me to show you how?
For the camera?
For history?
That's enough, Deb. I got it...
Oh god!
I just shot another man.
I'll killed three men and a woman... in the last half hour.
It came easily, too, didn't it?
I remember the war.
In war time, killing come easily
especially when you don't have to do any of it.
There will be always be people like you.
Wanting to document, wanting to record some sort of diary.
Me? You're the one who put the camera in my hands.
You're the one who made me want to do this.
Not this. This is a diary recording.
In war times, when the enemy can be marked as this son of a bitch...
...or that son of a bitch.
Then cruelty...
become justified.
God! Oh my god. Look at Mary!
- She's... She's dead. - She's turning.
Oh god.
This is such too much!
Too much.
God, I don't know...
Give it to me.
You can't do this. Give me the gun.
Oh man! Oh my god! Oh my god!
Your stuttering, Mr. Creed.
Don't try to speak, just shoot.
Shoot your picture, shoot for as long as your hard drive runs out.
As long as you're found.
Take this.
It's too easy to use.
Let's get out of here.
It's interesting how quickly we'll find out what we're capable of becoming,
Up until that night we had lived predictable lives.
Now. We would never be able to predict what might happen next.
God had changed the rules on us.
And surprisingly
we were playing along.
What the...
Jesus, Gordo! Look out!
What? What happened?
You think they're not dead? Huh, Tony?
...after I jam him through the heart with a fucking I.V. Pole!
Jesus! Oh, regular
Fuckin die.
Do you get it, Tony?, Huh? Do you finally fucking understand?
- What happened? - It hurts. Bite.
It hurts.
Here, take this. It's too easy to use.
Come on Debby. You used to shoot better than me.
Yeah, that's why I stopped. I don't want to become you.
There are currently more than 200 million video cameras in people's hands worldwide.
blogs, video windows, extremely video...
A good job in journalism...
Does the media put ourselves ahead of what we see happening
Million of members out there driven, compelled, to broadcast their...
particular views.
Compelled, like the man said. Jason was compelled.
I've never seen him like that before.
What is it? What gets into our heads when we see something horrible?
A horrible accident on the highway.
Some things just keep us from just driving on.
Some things holds us.
We don't stop to help. We stop to look.
First morning since we've hit the road.
We're here to say goodbye.
I don't understand why he died.
It was just a bite. How can someone die from one little bite?
Maybe it's some kind of poison or something.
Maybe it is a virus.
Anyone get sick comes back as one of them.
No, anyone who dies comes back as one of them.
Thurman and Gordo.
No! No!
Gotta bury him, right?
How would you feel waking up in 6 feet of dirt?
Can't we just wait? Can't we at least wait and see?
Maybe it won't happen to him.
Please, can we just wait?
- Hey guys, we gotta get going. I gotta... - Get home?
Yeah.
Well after this, as soon as what we'll gonna find.
Your folks will be fine, Deb. They're smart people, like you.
Oh shit. Look!
Poor Gordo.
He just flapped out.
that tree will give no shelter, to say Amen.
these are the end of times
and for the sinners there will be no end. Only the dead that will not die...
and the hunger that will not be satisfied.
Get on your knees. Get on your knees.
Get on your fuckin knees!
Here's a channel 11 News update.
It wasn't until we uploaded this footage
that we saw how bad everything was.
- What are we doing to help? - ... sort of failure like...
Don't try to come into major cities.
There are report of violence, looting, killings.
Small towns are kinda like ghost towns. Most people have fled for their lives.
They're anticipating some sort of Armageddon?
Using country road we hadn't run into riots or looting.
But we were about to run into something else.
What a piece of shit!
It's alright. It's alright.
I think it’s the seal line.
If that what is it? I can fix it.
- Oh yeah - Yeah.
I know what I'm doing. Daddy used to pit crew for Dale.
- Earnhardt? - Gerber.
Who the hell's Dale Gerber?
We can't stay out here guys.
We gotta get the Winnie inside that barn.
I'm gonna go see if the owner is home.
You might now want to do that. There might be...
Oh shit!
Whoa, whoa, stop, stop! I don't think he's dead.
He might not be dead!.
- "Who are you?". - He's asking who we are.
"CANT HEAR"
Our car broke down. We need help.
"AMISH NO CAR"
We don't need a car, we just need just to fix ours.
We need to use your barn.
"HURRY"? Why?
Oh shit!
- They must have been following us! - Oh my god.
- Tony, how many bullets you got left? - Where did he go?
Jesus Christ!
I thought the Amish were friendly folks!
" I SAMUEL HELLO"
Yeap, Gas line's leaking.
I'm gonna cut the line, below the tear and get it hook back up to the post.
Thanks.
What is that? Guys, what's all that screaming?
Birthday party.
Where did you find this?
It was in the camera Deb found in the hospital.
That's the guy. The one in the orange shirt.
That's the guy from the hospital. The one, I thought looked nice.
The one Gordo shot.
What's that?
Guys, what's that?
They're in the back. At the back wall.
That's if they're out front as well.
What the hell is going on out there?
Jesus Christ.
Oh god, there's plenty of them.
"BACK DOOR"
Simply sorry for for all the trouble.
Hurry in. I wanna get out of here.
Not to apply unnecessary pressure but we are all relying on you, darling.
Oh god, the doors open.
I hear something.
Maybe one of them got in already.
Maybe more than one.
- Guys. What's happening? - We're alright!
We're alright.
- Almost there. - I certainly hope so, darling,
as much as I love spending time with you.
Tracy, I love you!
- Alright. Open the door! - Open up, Tony. Let's go!
See how many there are? Look how many.
Come on. Come on.
Gentlemen. Hurry!
Oh my god!
We're alright. we're alright.
There's nothing we can do for him. Let's go.
They're all going to be all over us. Let's go!
It's estimated that if something isn't done to stop the slaughter,
in 3 or 4 days, our death rates will quadruple.
within 10 days it will have risen by 100 percent.
Before there were, I don't know how many people died every minutes.
8? 10? 20?
Now there were five times as many. ten times. a hundred times as many.
Dead but walking.
There wasn't enough bullets to stop them all.
They are monsters. Monsters who prey on the flesh of the living.
We needed supplies... Gas.
Without gas we weren't going anywhere.
There might be more of them around.
- Think we can make it? - We gotta try.
Get in. Fill up. Get out, fast.
fYes, but what if...
Put the gun down!
- Who the hell are you? - Don't matter who I am.
All that matter is what I got.
What he got better than yours, Tony. Way better!
Damn right.
This is a M16 semi-auto with the safety turned off.
and I'm trying to decide. Do I pump two bullets at your brain, or just one.
Alright. Cool.
Good choice.
Now who the hell are you all? Some kind of newspeople?
No, students. University of Pittsburgh.
Damn, now rounders from town gone crazy.
Come on!
- Come on? Where? - Any place is better than this.
Come on! Before we get our asses shot off!
What are you talking about?
Write their names, kick them out, lock the door, and throw away the keys?
We've become hysterical about people crossing the border into our country.
That's not the problem anymore.
The problem now is, all those strangers crossing the borders who can...
What's the hell with that camera anyway?
Home movies.
Who's gonna be left to watch?
So, what's up with you all?
What the hell you're doing in my town?
We're trying to get to Stranton. We'll need fuel.
We were using those pumps back there at the gas station.
Them pumps is dry. We siphoned off all the gas.
Can we buy some of what you took?
Buy? Girl, if this is keeps up, money ain't gonna worth nothing.
I'm talking about gas. We'll all let you have some.
- Enough to get where you're going. - What's with you all?
- How come you stuck around? - Cause we got the power.
For the first time in our lives, we got the power
Cause anybody left.
All the folks smelled suntans.
They'll be back, right? The National Guards.
Somebody gotta put all this shit together.
What National Guards. Kid, I'm in the National Guards!
Anyway, no one's coming upon nothing together.
That's why I got all this shit.
Anything with anything, under one roof.
It's called looting.
No, mam. It's called doing what you gotta do.
Can I get online?
Back there.
Excuse me.
It's alright. Let them through.
Let them through!
law enforcement authorities and a reporter was on the scene.
Here's Homestead Chief of Police Arthur Katz.
This attack was carried out by a bunch of illegal immigrants
was mistakenly pronounced dead before the attacks took place.
The only time they was dead was when the my guys shot 'em.
They changed it. They re-cut it.
The media were lying to us.
The government was lying to them.
They were trying to make it seems like everything was gonna to be alright.
- What are you doing? - I just want to shoot us...
- while we're editing.. - I want to cover everything.
Now I can understand why Jason was so anxious to upload his own footage.
At the time. I didn't get it.
now look at the angle from your camera.
Put the guns down!
- Who the hell are you? - Don't matter who I am.
All that matters is what I got.
- And after that we drove here. - Yeah.
Sure, it'll be nice to have the surveillance camera and go from where we drove in.
Figured that much. Here!
The recording of the security cameras. Put the 7-Eleven in here.
- I got it all queued up for you. - You fuckin brilliant. man.
Why thank you.
What you do? Did you get up there to record it?
It's a wireless system. Pretty sophisticated.
So sophisticated that I was easily able to rip it off right out of the air.
Beautiful. This is Excellent.
So how are you guys doing?
- Editing. - Editing what?
The stuff we've shot.
When you said you wanted to get online
I thought you wanna get in contact with your dad or something.
No, I just wanted to upload our shoot.
Look!
72 thousand hits.
In eight minutes.
Hey Eliot, can we have a moment, please?
Yeah.
Is this camera on?
Yeah.
If we're gonna have a conversation I'm sure you like to have it on tape.
If it’s not on camera. It’s like it never happened, right?
OK, J, listen to me.
I'm trying to get home to my family. OK?
Everyone out there is trying to get home.
and you're in here dicking around on your computer.
It was a pretty one-sided conversation..
72,000 hits.
They're coming in from all over the world.
They're not getting the truth from anybody else.
All that shit on the news is a pack of lies.
72,000 hits in eight minutes. That's unbelievable!
- Congratulation. You're famous. - That's not what it's about.
Would you rather have people not knowing whets going on in the world
We might even be able to save somebody's fuckin life here.
72,000 hits.
In another hour, it will be probably another million. By tomorrow, who knows..
All over the world, people learning how to survive
by seeing how we've manage to survive.
You always know how to make a good argument, J.
Oh my god! Text message from my little brother.
What it say?
All this time I've been imagining the dead in our house
and they're not even home.
They were camping four days ago. "Driving home.All OK. Hope you are too. "
Sent last night. "Driving home". That means they're probably meet us there!
- I told you they were safe. - They're on the road, same as us.
They're not safe, but they're still alive.
Pack your shit I'm gonna check on my gas.
Yo! Dude!
Where are you, man?
Ridley, yo back at ya here.
We're in the middle of fucking nowhere out here.
How's Deb?
She's OK. You know, coping.
Look here, if you need anything, like a place to chill, whatever!
Get your ass down here man!
We're having a blast!
Hi, J, love you.
- What's up? - I don't know.
Something’s going on.
One of my men had a bad heart. He died.
Thing is we don't know where he went.
Oh shit.
Wait, wait. That thing could be inside there.
- I'm going to get Jason. - Stay, I'll go.
Wait, wait. That thing could be inside there.
That thing could be anywhere..
Fuck!
$100, 000 education and I can't find my way out of a fuckin warehouse!
Exit.
What was that?
Fuck!
Where the hell have you been?
There's a dead guy walking around. Let's go.
Wait. Say that again. I didn't get it.
There is a dead guy walking around. Now let's go.
It's all clear.
Turn that TV off!
Alright.
Everyone with a heartbeat
Freeze and shut up!
Son of a bitch! Where are we?
Fuck.
Fuck me!
OK, never again.
That's the door. Let's go!
Let's go. Careful, OK?
Shut the fuck up!
I see him! I see him over there!
Over here!
Come on. We've got him!
- We've got him! - Over here!
- Oh shit! - It's not him.
Son of a bitch!
Fuck off!
Don't shoot! Those barrels are full of gas!
What's the hell is that stuff?
That's enough.
No need to fill the tank.
Stranton is only 65 miles away.
- We could really use some weapons. - Food, canned goods, water.
- Um, lip gloss? - The lip gloss you can have.
- The rest of the shit is ours. - All of it?
Every last can of peas.
But, what if we say we're not leaving till we get what we'll need?
What would you do? Kill us?
I'll think about it.
But I don't think you'll do though.
It's easily just to give us what we'll need isn't it?
Cause otherwise, guess what? You'll gonna have to kill us.
- Deb. - Shut up, J.
You'll gonna have to kill us because
we're not leaving until we get what we need!
OK.
Fill her up.
Give them what they want.
Come and get them.
- Is that enough for you? - Come and get them!
That will do.
Gotta defend yourselves. You've got to.
Cause if this keeps up
people start running out of food, water, gas, they're gonna start shooting at each other.
No, thank you. I had enough of this kind of thing.
This is more like it.
I'd rather have this, if you don't mind.
It seems..
friendlier, somehow.
Hey!
I think you're a lot like me.
Good luck.
Good luck to you too.
What is that?
Where's it coming from?
I found her on a message board on YouTube.
Someone listen!
We Tokyo.
Very bad here. Very bad Tokyo.
Tokyo. Can you believe it?
There's hundred of posts like this all over the world.
It got technology.
Don't bury dead. Better shoot in head!
- Damn it! - Well plug it in!
Just charged it!
It's not the phone. It's the service.
The fuckin service is going out!
Nothing? How can there be nothing?
The towers, the relay towers must be out. Jesus, all of them?
Technology is terrific, Eliot. Except when it doesn't work!
Great.
It won't be long, before nothing works, starting with nothing at all.
The mainstream has vanished... with all its power and money
Now it was just us, bloggers, hackers, kids.
The more voices there are, the more spin there is
The truth become that much harder to find
In the end, it's all just... noise.
We're in Stranton. This is Deb's house.
- Though they be here by now. - They're what? Camping, right?
And they what?
They used to go to some place in Virginia.
West-Virginia.
You probably beat them here. Maybe they hit traffic or something.
We didn't hit any traffic. There is no traffic.
West-Virginia is only 100 miles away.
- Yeah, if that’s where they went. - Yeah.
I'm gonna wait inside.
You guys should head back on the road..
What?... and just leave you here?
This where I grew up, this is where I want to be.
You guys all got homes too. You should get going. Get out of here.
Thanks for bringing me here.
Thanks for everything.
- I'd guess I'll try to call you? - I'll try to come back to you
Sorry, J.
Don't be an asshole. Cant' just let her wait here alone.
Hey, do you mind if maybe I hang out for a while too?
Yeah. OK.
Me too? I need to pee again.
I can't sit in here anymore.
I wanna meet your little brother. Maybe he has a Playstation.
I'd like to meet your father. Maybe he has a bar.
He always had a key.
Shit.
Fuck. I don't remember if it's 102 or 201.
It's probably wiring in the single circuit.
- Where's the breaker box? - In the garage.
How you're doing?
They're here?
Mom?
Dad!
Billie!
Maybe they dropped off their stuff and went to the neighbors or something.
Maybe there was an evacuation. Like a mandatory evacuation..
- They would have taken their car? - No, there's buses, right?
Where they evacuate places, they bring in like buses and...
Fuck! Deb?
What is it?
OK, they must have like had an accident or something, right?
Maybe. Maybe they're at the hospital?
I just hope there a hospital. Maybe we'll wait until...
OK.
My dad would have been driving and...
That means, my mom would be in the passenger seat, so...
that's my mom's blood.
Yeah..
and Billie would be in the back, so that means Billie is probably OK.
- Debra. - No, I'm sure Billie must be OK.
- Deb! - What?
OK. Listen to me. You gotta know that this might be bad.
I know. No, I do, I know OK. Really. Now let's go inside, come on!
OK. But don't think about your parents.
Don't think about your little brother.
Wanna go in? I want you to try to find something, OK?
- Something like an old doll. - Yeah, OK. An old doll.
OK. What is her name?
- It's not a her. It's a him - A him. OK. You got a guy doll?
Yeah, like Ken. Like Ken and Barbie.
OK, like Ken but not Ken. What is his name?
Michael.
Like the archangel.
OK, so we're gonna go in there and look for Michael.
OK.
I thought... long and hard about whether to leave this footage in the film.
I decide... in the end. To show you, exactly what happened.
No! Billie!
Out of the way.
Let me through!
Deb!
No!
Daddy?
Mommy?
Mommy.
I think it’s time we left this place.
By now we've become part of it. Part of 24/7.
It's strange how, looking at things.
Seeing things through a lens, a glass.
Rose colored or shaded black.
You'd become immune.
You're supposed to be affected but you're not.
I used to think it was just you out there, the viewers. But it's not.
It's us as well.
The shooters.
We've become immuned too. Inoculated.
so whatever happens around us. No matter how horrible it is
we just wind up taking it all in stride.
Just another day.
Just another death.
It's gonna be OK, babe.
Everything will be OK.
Hey, do you want to switch places?
I could take the camera for a while and you could...
Leave him alone Tracey.
He's right where he wants to be.
Hey, where did you learn to use that thing?
Archery squad.
Targets, of course. Nothing at all to do with...
Life and death.
I used to have a steady hand.
You still do.
Thank you.
Where's your home Professor? Or where was it?
Portsmouth. That's where it was. Such as it was.
Not really a home. Juch a place.
I've never seen or imagined... a home
that I could wish or want for my own.
- Sad. - Not at all.
Mine is a... wandering spirit.
Yeah, he wanders to wherever there's a bottle of spirit.
Alas.
- Where're we going Eliot? - I'd like to get to my place.
- We talked to Ridley. - When?
- At the warehouse, online. - Is he OK?
Yeah, Yeah, him and Franny sounded great. He invited us to come.
Philadelphia. Could make it there before dawn.
Hey! Hey!
Look at this!
It's the Guards.
It's the fuckin Guards!
Call me crazy, but those guys don't look dead.
You see? I told you they'd show up.
Hi there.
- It's so nice to see you guys. - Good.
- What's with the camera? - Just making a movie.
Is that so?
Where did you get all the stuff?
Friends.
You know, seems to be a whole lot of folks
getting a whole lot of stuff from a whole lot of friends
Can we be friends?
You might turn that off, son?
Turn it the fuck off!
Now!
There’s your fuckin National Guards, Tony.
- They stole everything we got. - Not everything. They left us our weapons..
- Sure, but they have their own. - They're military men.
With the world been what it is,
they knew we wouldn't survive without weapons.
They're not murderer, just thieves.
"The world being what it is. " I agree with that.
From now on...
Everyone who dies, is gonna come back.
I mean, think about that.
Everyone who dies... unless they get a bullet in the head,
is gonna come back, and try to kill somebody else.
And on and on and on.
Forever.
Get your helmet cams on.
See anyone alive, pull them out.
This guy's deadmeat.
Hey, is anyone is there?
Anybody home?
- Hey, hold it! - Don't go in there!
- Hold it, hold it! - Are you all right, mister?
- Take her with you. - What are you hiding in there, old man?
No... please!
Nobody in here. I don't see anything..
Son of a bitch!
Over there! Behind you!
You fuckin dick!
How did you, fuckin get to be in here?!
Look what happened!
- They were family! - Kill them!
- They were family! - Kill the prick!
No... don't shoot!
Don't shoot them in the head.
Shoot them in the heart.
Let them fuckin wake up dead.
They used to be... us against us.
Now it's us against them..
He was right. Us against them.
Except they.
Are us.
We're here! Here is it!
Wake up, guys! Come on, wake up!
Oh man, it's huge!
Looks like what god might have built.
If only if he had the money.
Ridley made this place so much like a fortress.
I've never been to a fortress before, but don't they usually keep the doors locked?
- I told you. He said everything was cool. - Well, that was yesterday.
Plenty of security.
There got to be monitors around here somewhere.
Monitors don't do us any good while somebody's watching.
Somebody might be watching us. Right now.
OK, let’s go in.
No, wait, wait, go back. Step back.
I wanna cover everything.
OK, ready. Come in.
I can't do this anymore.
Every time we walk in somewhere, somebody dies.
Or somebody already died. It's gonna be the same wherever we go.
Shut the door.
Ridley?
Ridley!
Francine? Hello!
Hey Max!
Ridley?
This is where the party was
Good lord!
Treasures. Absolute treasures.
A tale of two cities.
First edition. You have any ideas how much this is worth?
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.
Ridley! You scared us half to dead!
You came! This is great. This is so fuckin great to have all you guys here!
- Where’s Francine? - Where are your parents?
Why was the front door open?
Oh, what that?
I was outside. Just came back in. Must not have shut it behind me.
Stupid. You know me. I'm stupid.
What's in there?
Panic room.
Wow. What's going on? Why were you in there?
Just checking the generator. That's all. Everything's fine.
Even better now that you're here.
Guys! Hell. It's such so great to have you guys here!
You must be totally burned.
What can I get for you? Something to eat? Drink?
- A cocktail would be lovely. - The bar is up right over there.
I'll love to get this damn corset off me now, please.
You know what I like?
A long, hot bath.
Pick a bathroom. We've got six. Clean towels, soap, shampoo.
Whatever you'll need. Whatever.
So, nobody tried to break in or anything?
Nobody around to break in.
We're pretty isolated out here.
Country club closer to than the next house, but...
not too many people, are interested in golf or tennis these days.
Where's your stuff?
- You must have brought some stuff with you. - Dirty clothes. Bags of them.
Well, bring it in! Bring it all in!
Something tells me you're going to be here for a while.
I'm going to the Winnie.
I'll come with you. I'd like to grab that out of the camera.
Yeah. 'cause one's never enough.
Here, you take this one.
No, no. I don't want to make this kind of movie.
I don't want to movie this kind of movie either, but I change the script.
- Here, see if you can resist. - I don't want to do this.
Jason! I don't want to do this!
My father shot a rabbit!
I thought it was in here.
Oh.
Tony. You're filming?
I guess Jason was right, you can't resist.
I'm filming you, Ridley, because you're acting a little weird.
All that shit, that has been going on.
I know.
I know what's going on.
I just feel a little bit tired and...
felt a little drunk,
That's all.
- Forget the rabbits. - Ridley.
How about some pheasant?!
Father shot two of those. They're downstairs, in one of those big freezer.
Ridley, can we look for Francine now?
She's out back.
With my family and the staff.
Right, you said that. Why don't we go see her?
I don't think we should do that.
- Why? - Well...
To begin with...
Father's dead
He was the first one to die. Then he did mother and then they did the staff.
Brannigan, Brenda, Cook.
Really like Cook.
Maybe she ate the rabbit?
Did somebody eat Francine?
No.
Well..
Not actually. Brannigan bit her, on her face.
I think. I don't know. It all happened so fast.
- I think we should get out of here. - Wait, wait. Ridley!
- Your saying they're all dead? - Yes.
I had to bury them.
Is no one else hungry?
I didn't bury them in the garden. I'd never dig up mother's roses.
That's OK. Come on
I had to chop off Cook's hand. That's why there's so much blood.
Francine.
Come on!
- Maybe we should get out of here. - No, I got to see this.
Guys!
It's a little hard to see.
Here, I'll turn on the lights.
This is where I've buried them.
Sweet Jesus.
- He's gone. - There was blood on his arms.
I wonder if he got bitten?
Guys?
- Jason! A little help here. - I'm shooting.
Oh, Ridley. Can you give me hand?
Jesus!
Oh shit. He's fuckin dead!
Oh fuck!
- Jason! A little help here? - Run! Run, Tracey!
See? I told you dead things move slow.
Where the fuck did they go?
Tracey?
Tracey!
Oh shit!
I can’t fuckin believe this!
This is like a goddamn mummy movie!
Jason, put down that stupid camera and help me!
Get that Jason? I hope you're happy. You son of a bitch!
Cut! Cut!
- This isn't a movie Jason. It's real! - I'm trying to distract it. Cut! Cut!
Don't mess with Texas.
Tracey!
I'm leaving you Jason. You can keep the house, I'll take the car.
Francine!
- I don't believe this! - What is she... nuts?
- Where does she thinks she's going? - She's not going for Chinese!.
You know what? It's OK..
We still got Ridley's car
there's other cars in the garage, we can still get out of here.
No. bad idea.
Look. Ridley still moping around somewhere, dead or alive.
And there are human goldfish in the fuckin pool.
We just spent the last two days on the road. Did you have a good time?
- No, but... - Out there we're lunch.
In here, there's a steel reinforced panic room where we could sit and play Nintendo.
Until this whole thing blows over.
- It's me. - Jesus.
- Where's Ridley? Have you seen him? - Yeah. He's not Ridley anymore.
He's something else..
Eliot, there something else too I'm afraid.
What?!
Or gone.
He died in a tub of water. With Ridley in his arms.
How do you know all this?
I saw it on TV, darling. I took my bourbon, and I went in to watch the monitors.
I went into that panic room, which
I suggest is the good place for us all go right now.
Always fancied myself a swashbuckler.
- Your drunk, Professor. - Indeed I am.
The drunkenness has oddly
regretfully, never twisted my perceptions of things going on around me.
Tracey's phone.
- Let's go. - No.
Jason!
We can't just lock ourselves in the fuckin room.
- We'll be locking ourselves out the world. - That's the whole point.
We lock ourselves out the world before the world bite us on the ass.
We've got weapons. We can take care of whatever comes.
We can't go in there, Deb.
I'll missed... everything.
God damn it, Jason, will you stop this?!
Come with us. Be safe.
Settle. Like I'm trying to do.
- Settle, for... - What?
For life. For survival.
Survival? Who the fuck wants to survive in a world like this?
All that's left... is to record, what's happening for
whoever remains when it's over.
Please.
I don't wanna go in there without you.
Alright.
I can't.
What was that?
Where the hell is he?
Oh no!
Oh god. No!
J...
Kill me.
No.
Michael... the archangel.
Hi, my name is J. Jason Creed.
and I have been given the opportunity. Given the gift
to be able to document the events that has suddenly landed on my lap.
and I just wanted to let you guys know, the audience knows, that...
I'm gonna do my best to capture the truth, with me and my friends.
Which gonna be no fakeness. I'm gonna go after everything...
really raw, really real
and I'm going to... Do the best job I can..
and I'm really excited to be given this opportunity
and I'm not gonna fuck it up.
Yeah..
Debby?
Debra!
Deb?
I'm gonna finish his movie.
The movie's off.
No.
There's gonna be more.
There gotta be more.
Morning approaches.
Things always look better in the morning.
Not to me.
Mornings bring light. I prefer the darkness.
It's easier to hide in the dark.
You know, Professor. They actually get the...
mornings, they show you for what you are, instead of what you think you are.
In elegantly phrased, Mr. Ravello. But accurately put.
Mornings.
And mirrors.
I despised them.
Mornings and mirrors only serve to terrify old men.
Hey!
Can you say that again?
I didn't get that.
Et tu, darling.
Look at this!
Close the door!
Jason once said he thought he could help.
Maybe even save some lives.
This is the last thing he downloaded before he died.
A couple of hometown Joes who were now shooting targets.
That day they used people.
Dead people.
You know, just for fun.
There was one target that different from the rest.
A woman, tied by her hair to the branch of a tree.
The boys had this one setup just for kicks.
They got out their favorite 12 gauge and...
Are we worth saving?
You tell me.