Zombie: Dawn Of The Dead Page #2

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I'm giving you 3 minutes, Martinez.

Turn over your weapons

and surrender.

There're no charges against you.

There are no charges against you or

any of your people.

Yet.

C'mon, Martinez.

Yeah, C'mon Martinez. Show your

greasy little puerto rican ass...

so I can blow it right off.

I'll blow all their asses off.

Low life bastards. Blow all their

little low life puerto rican and

n*gger asses rigth off!

- You're right?

- I'm right Roger.

How the hell come we

stick with these low lifes in these

big ass fancy hotels anyway?

Sh*t man! This' better than I got.

You ain't gonna talk 'em outta here.

You gotta blow'em out!

Just stay cool, ok? When you go

in there just don't pop off, all right?

- I'll be ok.

- C'mon!

Let's get on with it!

This is a waste of my time!

Let's go! Let's go!

Move it! Move it!

Goddamitt!

C'mon, you dumb bastards!

Come and get 'em!

Bishop, try to kill a thousand pigs!

Get 'em out of the road!

People, look out!

Hold it!

Don't go out there!

Masks!

Masks for the gas!

Masks for the gas!

Work your way down.

C'mon, work your way down!

One floor at a time.

Keep going!

Hold 'em in the halls.

Hold 'em in the halls!

- Stay there!

- Damn!

James, slow down!

No, let me go!

C'mon, you little bastards!

Wooley's gone ape sh*t, man!

- Wooley!

- Hey, hey, hey!

Gimme a hand!

- Gimme a hand!

- Leave me alone, man!

What the hell!

Leave me alone!

Gimme a hand... Somebody...!

Step away from him!

Goddammit!... Help me.

He's crazy!

Step away from him.

Not that room!

Don't enter that room!

Holy Christ!

C'mon, for chrissake!

Shoot him, man.

Shoot him, man.

Shoot him in the head!

It's one of them!

- Miguelito!

- Shoot him!

- Dios mo... Miguel!

- Hold it!

- Watch the girl!

- Miguel!

Mi vida... Miguelito...

Stand clear, for chrissake, stand clear!

You're in still one piece

in body and soul, boy

You were in Woley's unit.

Wasn't you?

I didn't see nothing.

I didn't see how he died.

You running?

I don't mean because of Woley.

I mean 'cause of all this...

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

Man, there's a lot of people runnin' out.

I could run.

I could run rigth tonight.

Friend of mine got this helicopter.

He ask me to come with him.

You think it's right to run?

Seores, please to let me pass.

Let's get him to the medics.

No, no please.

Just let me pass. I go up to

seven floor to find my sister.

Just let me pass.

The people of 107 will do

what you wish now.

Many have died on the streets last week.

In the basement of this building you find them.

I have givem them the last rites.

Now... You do what you will.

You're stronger than us. But sooner

I think they'll be stronger than you.

When the dead walk, seores,

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