You'll have to move fast--
in and out, no more than a day.
And don't believe what you may have heard.
There's nothing in there now.
We've modeled the life cycle of the infection.
The host population is devastated. The city is dying.
Then why do you need me?
Well, I've read your file--
Mogadishu, '93, Delta Force.
You can get through that military blockade.
No one will ever know.
What's the target?
My daughter's in there.
I need you to find her and bring her out.
I don't care what it costs.
Once you're in the zone, I promise you there'll be nothing to fear.
Is that right?
Haul it!
- I'm out. - Go, go.
- What's cooking, fellas? - Funny you should ask.
Sorry I'm late.
Probably went to the massage parlor again.
Give him a mag.
Blue Team to Red Leader.
Come in, Red Leader. Are you receiving?
Come in, Treiger. Where are you?
No, this is-- this is Broadus, Max.
Broad us, where's Treiger?
Where's Treiger?
Treiger's dead. It's just us now.
Just who? Who else is dead?
All of them.
They ate them right in front of our eyes.
They fucking ate them.
Location. Broadus, where are you?
I don't know.
I'm cut off. They're everywhere, man.
- I need backup. - There is no backup.
Listen to me. Head north.
Look for the sun. Find the pickup zone.
North, you hear me?
Yes, sir. I-- I got it. North.
Broadus, my Ducati says I'll get there first.
Beat me there-- the bike's yours.
Okay, where are we?
Should be about here.
They like the big boulevards. We go this way.
- Why that way? - Ammo.
Yeah, but, Chief, we've got a straight shot to the PZ right there.
Yeah, run the gauntlet.
Tell me there's hot coffee, I might do it.
The sun's already up. Bird's coming.
Shit, yeah, okay.
Okay, I'm on point. Smiley, take the rear.
Okay.
We're low and the noise draws them out.
Plenty of reason to hold fire until absolutely necessary.
- Cool? - Roger that.
Dean: So would you really give your Ducati to Broadus?
Hell, no.
Oh, shit.
There's more.
They're all over the place!
Go, go, go! Go, go!
Go, go, go, go, go! Just go. Go!
GO! Go!
Come on!
Dean!
- They're fucking eating him! - He's dead. Let's go.
That's it. I'm out.
Ditto.
God damn it.
Okay, boys, let's go.
- Hey, are you okay? - Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- Hey, Chief. - I'm okay, man.
- I'm okay. -
Just get me back to the bird.
Get me to a doc.
- No, Max. -
Hernandez.
There's our bird.
He's going for it!
Max.
Tough luck.
What was that?
Come on.
You let him go?
This whole fucking thing was fucked.
Yeah.
- They lied to us, man. - I know.
This whole goddamn thing was a waste.
- We never had a chance. - Shut up, Smiley. You made it.
We made it.
I'm not going.
- Oh, what are you doing? - Completing the mission.
- Are you crazy, man? - I gotta find her.
- She ain't there, Max. - We don't know that.
She's dead, man.
Gatling,
you're one stupid son of a bitch.
Broadus, are you receiving?
Broad us?
The bird's off. Repeat, the bird's off.
Heading for the treasure chest.
Over.
- -
Gatling,
you're a stupid son of a bitch.
- -
No!
Get on.
Inside.
Sit down.
Hey.
That's mine.
You'd better reload.
These are bad for you.
So is life.
Where have you been?
Around.
Here?
We don't come here much.
Fuck's your problem?
Not getting any lately? Well, don't look at me, old man.
You're not my type, Jude.
How do you know--?
Been looking for you.
Where did you get this?
Your father.
- He sent you? - Don't get excited.
Fuck him.
He put me here.
Do you know who he is?
It's his fault, you know-- all of this shit.
He's an asshole.
Sounds right.
Hope it cost a lot.
It did.
You worth it?
What's your name?
Major Max Gatling.
It's just you?
You see anybody else?
How did you even get in the zone?
We're in.
The question is, how do we get out?
How do we?
You do want to go, don't you?
No, I like hanging out
where everyone I know wants to eat me.
Just checking.
Yeah, I want to go.
But not if I'm going to get shot or blown up.
Can you really do it?
I can do it.
Okay, Max.
I'll take you to the others.
Hey. The others?
Yeah.
But you've got to promise you won't say anything about my dad.
Duke.
She's not here.
You're sure?
- We checked everywhere. - Did something get inside?
- Don't think so. - That's reassuring.
So you don't have any idea where she could have gone?
It's Jude.
This should be good.
Didn't anybody see anything?
Not me.
Duke, I'm want to look for her.
- Outside? No. - She could be in trouble.
You just said you wouldn't know where to look.
We can't just sit here--
Clearly she doesn't want you to know.
Duke. Yo, Duke.
You're not gonna believe this.
Jude.
Well, Jude, you have a friend.
- Told ya. - Who is that?
A very large friend.
Everyone, this is Major Max Gatling.
Major?
He's gonna save our asses.
Really?
Well, that really is something,
if it's true.
Pleasure to meet you, Major.
Do you have the gift of speech?
Nice jacket.
You're the first unafflicted person we've seen in some time.
Is this everyone?
Afraid so. All that's left.
Except you, of course.
Let me introduce our intrepid band of survivors.
That's Reese,
Lynn,
Elvis,
- and not least of all, Anna. - Hello.
Welcome to hell, Major.
We're the damned. You're one of us now.
Can't be too careful.
You had us all worried, Jude.
Sorry, Duke.
Would you mind explaining the purpose of your little sojourn?
- Clear. - She's clear too.
What was it that was so important, you had to go out shopping alone?
It doesn't matter. She's back now.
We have rules-- rules that are important for our survival.
I'm sure Major Gatling here is familiar with the concept.
You put us all in danger.
Then how can I stay mad at you, Jude?
Just don't do it again.
Sure.
Major, we'll talk in my office.
- Hey, what's going on? - Can we do this later?
You just take off? You don't say anything to me at all?
- I thought it didn't matter. - What are you talking about?
- Of course it matters. - Reese.
- Who the hell is that guy? - I told you.
You just happened to find him out there?
- Yeah. - Jude, how stupid do I look?
Let me think about it.
Hey, would you tell me the truth?
He picked me up
in his great big motorcycle
and we went back to his place.
- That's not funny. - So much for the truth.
- Jude. Jude. - What?
Oh, and I didn't find him.
He found me.
Knows I can't resist--
that's our Jude.
Make yourself at home, Major.
Cigar?
No, thanks.
A drink? Hmm?
Only the good stuff.
"It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. "
You got coffee?
Cuppa joe.
Sugar? Cream?
Powdered. It's all we can do.
Black.
Black. Okay.
Anna, would you mind making the major a cup of coffee, please?
So, Major Gatling?
Retired?
I presume you're with some kind of paramilitary.
Private.
- Is there a difference? - They're pussies.
I'm an asshole?
Yeah.
Okay, so what do I do?
Don't be an asshole, bro.
Hey, thank you very much for that ancient Chinese wisdom.
That's-- that's beautiful.
Duke: Could have used a man like you a couple of months ago, Major.
You weren't here then, were you?
- How long? - 14 days.
Must have come in from above.
It's the only safe way.
Gone to a lot of trouble for one man.
Must have been more, huh? A team?
I see. All gone, huh?
Last man standing, Major.
Why are you here?
The girl.
Jude?
What's so special about her?
Somebody wants her.
Who?
Couldn't say.
Just her, no one else?
- Nothing personal. - Hmm, yes.
The city, outlying areas--
all still completely infested, but you found that out.
The blockade,
remote surveillance,
tanks, troop positions.
- That's good. - It should be.
Paid for it in blood.
Bloody useless.
Might as well be a map to Shangri-La.
Damned if we do, damned if we don't.
I know what you're thinking, Major.
Can't be done.
You mean, you couldn't do it?
We tried everything--
every possible route.
Each time we came back fewer.
It's impossible.
There is no way out of the infection zone.
All we can do is survive,
outlive the virus.
You might as well get used to it, Major.
Any other ideas will just get people killed,
like your men.
I won't lose any more people.
You understand, Major?
Get out!
No.
Shit, girl.
Please
don't tell him.
We don't normally stand on ceremony here,
but this is a special occasion.
To our lovely chefs.
To the French for inventing canned food
and their wine.
And to new friends and fallen comrades.
Awesome. Let's eat.
Where are you from, Major?
Victorville.
Did you kill a lot of zombies?
- What's your problem? - Just asking.
They're not zombies.
The infection invades the cerebrum and kills the higher cortical functions.
- Brain-dead. - Mostly, but they're not walking--
- Gentlemen. - Zombies.
When are we leaving?
Duke: Nobody's going anywhere.
- Why not? - Nothing's changed.
Bullshit.
Tell him, Max.
Duke: Major Gatling knows only too well.
I don't.
Didn't he tell you?
His men-- they didn't make it.
Oh, no, Jude.
You heard the man. No spas, no pedicures.
What will poor Bambi and Thumper do?
- Hey, screw you. - Okay, everyone calm down.
What matters is that we're safe here.
Safe?
It's ground zero of the pandemic
that could end human life as we know it.
I wouldn't call that safe.
Thanks.
Oh, by the way, we're going shopping tomorrow for fuel.
I hope I can count on you, Major.
Why not?
What are you doing?
Take me when you go.
Duke.
Why did he come for you?
Me?
So he says.
I don't know.
Duke: No?
I think you do.
We're not going, so--
In time.
You must believe that.
Whatever.
You can talk to me.
You know that.
Sure.
Who are you?
Nobody.
Hi.
Look, you were gone and I--
I just freaked, so...
sorfY-
Hey, Jude.
What's wrong?
Reese...
Hey,
What is it? What?
My father sent him.
Major Gatling?
Ah.
He sent him for you, not us.
What a dick, right?
So do the others know about, you know--?
He won't tell.
Now I don't feel so guilty
about sleeping with the boss's daughter.
Huh-uh, no guilt, nothing.
Where did he even find that guy?
A super soldier factory or what?
Are you intimidated?
How big is his bike?
Huge.
- Really? - Massive.
Maybe Duke's wrong.
He's keeping us alive this long.
We gotta trust him.
You don't want to go. You love it.
You think you're a warrior.
I am a warrior.
Hey, hey, he)!-
Trust.
They say a swordsman that never draws his sword
is a true master.
They don't know shit about zombies.
We've had good luck with the Esso before, so that's where we're going.
Pick up some more cans.
Now I've got some extra muscle,
I want to get as much fuel as possible.
Jude, I didn't ask you to come along.
Like I'd stay behind.
Anything to add, Major?
It's your show.
Duke: Let's go.
Elvis, you fill.
Four corners.
Run.
- What's going on? - We're getting out of here.
- What about the others? - They're not coming. Come on.
I can't leave them.
That's not my mission.
- So what? - Do the math, kid.
Duke's not gonna stick with the plan.
Even if the others side against him, they're a liability.
We've got to be invisible.
- You lied. - I never said I'd take them.
- You said you were alone. - I am.
We can do this easy or hard.
You're going home, Jude--
home.
No. Let go!
- Hey, - Let go!
Hey, take your hands off her.
I'd have come this way too.
What's going on, Duke?
You're too dangerous, Major.
You won't stop.
You won't give up.
Puts me in a bind.
I know the feeling.
You think you're the first?
There've been others like you,
with plans, weapons.
They all died.
You think you're different.
You think you're better.
You didn't listen, Major.
I won't let any more of them die.
I won't let you take any of them--
not one, not any.
I can save them.
It's not that.
What's wrong?
Nothing. It's stress.
I'm listening, Duke.
We can work this out.
- I'm not going to kill you. - Well, then get these off me.
I said I'm not going to kill you.
I know something you don't.
Really?
Well, I'll tell you what:
if you're still here in the morning,
I'll let you go. Fair enough?
You're gonna burn.
You really think there's a hell worse than this, Major?
It's no joke.
They're gonna torch the city, Duke,
burn the infection out.
- You're lying. - Any day now.
I'll take you with me.
You're desperate, Gatling.
They've been discussing it for weeks.
- Who? - My government. Their government.
- How do you know? - The girl.
Her father's company created the virus.
He sent me to get her out.
But she ran away from you. She doesn't want to go.
- I didn't tell her. - Really?
Well, if that's the best you've got, Major,
I'm afraid I'll have to love you and leave you.
Duke.
Duke!
Shh.
- What's happening? - She's sick.
I'm fine. I just want to clean up.
I'll go.
No.
Oh, no.
Buddy, you don't look so good.
Where's Max?
He's gone.
He's dead?
Duke: Hmm.
Major Gatling chose to go his own way.
Why would he do that?
It was his decision.
There's nothing more to say.
Is there, Jude, more to say?
Like what?
That's what I thought.
Come, come.
Oh, God.
What are you--?
Reese.
- Reese! - You stay here.
- What are you doing? - Stay here, please.
Just-- just stay.
You fucking told him!
Holy shit.
The axe.
Look out.
Again.
Can you walk?
MY gear.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know that they were gonna--
But, you know, I had a pretty good idea,
so I don't expect you to forgive me and all.
Listen, I need to know something.
Here it comes.
Can you really get Jude out?
Depends.
What changed?
She's pregnant.
Okay? I didn't know.
I only just found out.
Listen to me. She can't have it here.
Okay? Not in this.
I'll help you-- anything you say, you know?
You don't-- you don't even have to take me with you.
I don't give a shit.
Can you do it?
Hey, you believe in God?
You know, maybe there is,
if this is really hell.
You believe in anything?
I believe in my mission.
Hey, you got kids?
Look, you're gonna have to go outside if you want to keep this up.
You know, I thought I would someday.
Just not so soon. I mean, my career and--
Oh, man.
I'm a lab geek. I do bacteria, not babies.
Zombies everywhere you look,
and you're scared of dirty diapers.
They're--
they're not zombies.
She didn't tell me.
Maybe she doesn't even want to have the kid.
Thanks.
Now shut up.
- Where are you going? - Out.
Why?
He's out there.
Who?
Come on, this way.
Hold up.
What? What is it?
Let's take a look.
So let me get this straight:
now it's Reese who's gone missing
and you who wants to go look for him.
I mean, what is it with you two?
Oh, Reese.
- No, you stay put. - Right.
No, no. Jude.
- What's going on? - He didn't come back.
Jude!
I forbid it!
You really do believe that dumb title, don't you?
Listen, you duplicitous little fuck.
- Listen to me. - Duke! She's pregnant.
- Shit. - Big fucking mouth.
That's why you ran away from Gatling.
You wanted to be with the father.
Oh, sweet fucking Jesus.
What the hell?
Robots?
Where'd they come from?
Where are they going?
Come on, come on.
Come on.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Duke, what's wrong?
He said they're going to burn the city.
What are you talking about?
They're going to burn the city and everybody in it!
You know, maybe they're rescue robots.
Bad boys.
Hey, hey, I think I know what they are.
That huge refinery disaster, remember?
They had a bunch of prototype robots working.
They all went berserk, shooting people and tearing them apart.
No one got out alive.
It's got to be them.
Zombies,
killer robots--
nice town you got here.
- Why didn't you tell us? - Obviously I thought he was lying.
Where is he?
Where is he, Duke?
Tied to a post.
You fucking killed him?
Duke: To protect you.
Would you say as much about your own father?
Wait, who?
Oh, yes, there's more.
It appears that Jude's father
cooked up this delightful plague of ours.
Gatling was coming for her.
He was never going to take anyone else.
You didn't give him a chance.
He'd have left us all to burn.
What do they look like to you?
Robots.
What do they look like to you?
Soldiers.
Go!
- - Jesus!
Wh-- what just happened?
Don't move.
Good-- good doggie.
Say what?
Do you require medical assistance?
- What-- what do you mean? - Are you injured?
No.
Okay, so now what?
What are you?
Advanced utility robots.
Duh.
- Where do you come from? - These models were assembled
at Midora Industries Robotics Hub, Tokyo.
How did you get here?
We walked.
- Are you dangerous? - I do not understand.
Are you gonna hurt us?
No.
- You ever hurt anyone? - Yes.
- Ever killed anyone? - Yes.
Why did you do it?
The operating code of all models
in service on the Midora Deep Crescent location was corrupted,
causing a system-wide execution error.
You got that?
Okay, so-- so what happened?
The error was corrected.
What about them?
I do not understand.
Well, they're dead. You killed them.
They are not people.
How do you know that?
Sensory devices indicate normal thermic values are too low.
They are not people.
It means they're too cold.
Can I--
- can I touch you? - Yes.
Whoa, serious nerd-gasm.
- So what's your mission? - We are awaiting instruction.
Well, I think we're gonna get along just fine.
Jude.
Jude. Jude!
What?
Is it true?
That my dad created the zombie apocalypse?
What can I say? Worst Disneyland dad ever.
- You should have told us. - I have to find Reese.
- You're not going anywhere. - Leave me alone.
Jude!
How did it get inside?
I'll check the gate.
Anna.
Duke.
- - No.
No!
- -
They're inside the gate. They're everywhere.
What are we gonna do?
' -
What's that?
Reese.
You brought robots?
It's cool, huh?
Say hello, boys.
- Hello. - Hello.
Hello.
Who's your commander?
- Major Max Gatling. - Major Max Gatling.
What do we do with zombies?
- We fuck them up. - We fuck them up.
That's right.
Who wants to get the hell out of here?
- Me. - Me.
Let's go. Come on.
Bring whatever you can carry, the deadlier the better.
We move out in 30 minutes.
I did it to protect them.
Sure.
Wait, wait, wait. Wait. I need to know.
Look, if we get through this, do you--?
It was a mistake. I shouldn't have left you out there.
It's too late.
You're taking him.
Well, he's the wingman.
You're the Duke.
Who the fuck finds robots here?
Who the fuck finds robots anyway?
I'm open to possibilities.
See you around, Duke.
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
I can help you.
I mean, the map--
I can read the map. I'm the only one.
I mean, I've been out there.
I know what's going on out there.
You've got them,
but they've got an army.
Get it.
You won't be sorry.
Lock and load, baby.
Major?
Keep moving.
Inside.
- Why are we stopping? - We've got work to do.
Cover the gate.
You two, up there.
Let's go.
All right, so this should keep them out for a while
and us in.
Hey, you brought Duke.
- We're best friends. - All right, listen. Listen.
Is it true about the firebombing?
Jude's father told you?
Surprised?
No.
It's the right thing to do.
Major, a generator.
Power it up if you want.
Here or here.
These are where the lines are weakest.
Your call.
Show me the best way to get there.
Still a matter of the ground troops--
how do you propose we do that?
Decoys.
The robots.
What do you think?
I like it.
Wicked.
We go tomorrow.
Hanging with your friends?
It'll never blink, you know.
Machine versus...
machine.
Who will win?
You lose if you have a heart, right?
Don't worry, I can keep a secret.
So I hear.
Can't even tell.
Except when I'm spewing all over myself.
I bet you're sorry you took this mission.
I'm sorry I didn't ask for more money.
Yeah, me too.
My dad totally bribed me to come for the summer.
You don't seem like the science type.
I'm the one-more-strike- and-you're-out type.
My mission,
had I chosen to accept it,
was to get serious about my future.
You think getting knocked up counts?
You can handle it.
How do you know?
I've been around, kid.
I'm thinking about hugging you, Max.
Not in front of the robot.
What are you looking at?
Okay, let's see what we've got here.
A couple of grenades...
What is it?
Robot lzumi Alpha 3-3.
Huh?
Automated return function.
Auto-what?
- Robot: Unit malfunctioning. - Crap.
Weapons!
Jude!
Duke!
Oh! Whoa there. What?
Robot: Fuck them up.
Fuck you, you fucking can opener.
They're still out there.
The robots are holding them off in the street.
Time's up.
It's the firebombing.
We're dead.
They'll start in the center and work their way out.
Come on.
They're still out there.
Get in. Come on, do it.
Where is he?
Are you okay?
Seriously?
Drive.
There's no engine.
- Duke. - He's dead.
- You saw? - Uh-huh.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
- Where are we going? - We need cover. Somewhere deep.
- Ghost City. - Not helping.
No, we gotta go to Ghost City.
It's real old. It's been sinking in the mud forever.
It goes real deep.
Argh!
Betrayal!
I saved them, Max! I saved them.
You hold them back.
Getting closer.
Let's go.
Look for stairs.
Guys, check it out.
Come on.
- - Elvis!
" No! ' StOp!
No!
- Elvis! - No!
Careful. There might be more.
- No! - Lynn, he's gone.
- No. -
GuYs, guys, they're coming!
Let's go.
Wait, wait, wait. You see that? Up there.
- - Look out.
They're everywhere!
Hey, you again.
Find Jude.
Jude. Jude.
Hey! Down here!
Reese, where's Jude?
Reese!
Jude.
Look out!
Go!
LYnn!
Go!
Jump!
Gatling, you're a stupid son of a bitch.
Where is he?
It's over.
Max.
You made it.
You know, don't you?
How did he find out it was me?
What is your mission, Major Gatling?
Rescue the girl.
Kill the whistle-blower.
That way the company can deny everything that happened here,
blame it on someone else.
There won't be anyone to say any different.
That's why you did it?
I had to say something.
There was still a chance to stop it before.
It's some pile of shit.
Yeah.
What are you guys so serious about?
Hey, come on, Max. You did it.
Mission accomplished.
Now what?
What?
Now we'll get you and little Max back where you belong.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Who said anything about naming him Max?
Well, a boy needs a good, strong name.
That's not bad.
I think she'll like it just fine.
Hey, buddy, why don't you go get me a coffee?