Zombie Massacre Page #2

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John:
Aye, Ill think about it.

- You know what?

- What?

This is my last gig.

Let's just blow up

these shitheads,

level this place.

And then I can

get my ass

in a first-class seat...

all the way to

the mountains.

Im gonna open a restaurant

on the beach.

You?

I cannot picture you

wearing a Bermuda,

some flowery

Hawaiian shirt.

But you do like my haggis

and leeks, don't you?

Hell no.

The only thing

your slop is good

is for maneuvering

the fields.

Seriously.

Im no longer

subject for your

exotic culinary

experiments.

They always ended up

in a hurricane of sh*t.

Do you know what?

It's always with

a skinny-ass like you,

as you didn't like eating.

Im so sorry to spoil

your self-glorification,

but I love eating,

as much as I care

what happens after.

I don't like when

your "cookings"

get from

my mouth to my guts.

It's some nasty sh*t,

believe me.

You don't want to know.

man on PA:
All personnel

prepare for evacuation.

You're right.

You're full of sh*t.

( chuckling )

Do you know

there's a saying?

No.

If you do not like eating,

then you probably

don't like f***ing, either.

( chuckling )

Your mother

never complained.

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo.

And Im pretty sure

it was something like,

if you can't cook...

you can't f***.

Well, my friend...

I can cook.

Yup.

And I can

lick my own balls.

Really?

( laughing )

( helicopter approaching )

John:
What do you say,

princess?

Do you like cooking?

Id love to see you

in the kitchen,

jumping

from pot to pan,

with nothing on...

but a teeny-weeny apron.

Save a bullet, will you?

Give up, my friend.

Women are never very

talkative people like us.

Deep down, they know we can

show them paradise

beneath the sheets,

and they feel it

in their guts.

( chuckling )

Give up?

Me?

Are you kidding?

Right.

What do you say,

princess?

How about you and me

get something on

together...

between the sheets?

Oh!

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man on PA:
All soldiers get ready

for evacuation.

Who the hell is this guy?

Good flight, Lieutenant?

Let's not waste

any more time.

We let you in

from here.

( screen beeping )

You'll be escorted up to

the security

containment perimeter.

Once inside, you're on

your own.

Mmm.

Just the way I like it.

The bomb will be

primed by our engineers.

You will need to get as close

as possible to the reactor

and get there

as quickly as you can.

Why don't we

go in through there?

It looks a damn sight

easier to me.

It's too risky.

That's the most

populated area,

hence the more likely to be polluted

with the infected.

It gets better and better.

Obviously,

the area you'll pass through

should be considered safer,

but not safe,

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