28 Days Later... Page #4

No, no.

No. See, this is a really sh*t idea.

You know why?

Because it's obviously a sh*t idea.

So we're gonna drive into the tunnel

full of f***ing smashed cars...

It's really f***ing obviously a sh*t idea!

Hold on!

Dad!

F***!

The world's worst place to get a flat.

Agreed. I think we'd better do this quick.

I've got the wheel. You're on the jack.

Do you hear that?

Hey, hey, do you hear that?

Hear what?

Right, I've done it.

Dad?

- Jesus Christ!

-

F***ing rats!

They're running from the Infected.

Move it!

Forget the jack, Hannah.

There's no time. Just lift, everyone.

Grab hold! One, two, three, lift!

Lift, lift!

- Don't look at them! Don't look!

- I can see them! They're coming!

Come on, Hannah!

Almost.

- Get the tyre on, Hannah!

- I'm trying.

Three, two, one,

drop it!

- Get in the car!

- Come on!

- Frank, drive!

- Move it, Frank!

Whoo!

Goodbye, you f***ers!

Frank, stop the cab.

Let's shop.

You...

You...

You...

Anybody seen any buns?

Hmm. Irradiated.

Don't take anything

that needs to be cooked, OK?

I think you can eat that raw.

Decaffeinated coffee...

Put that back.

Can't just take any crap.

If I never see another chocolate bar again,

it'll be too soon.

Not counting Terry's Chocolate Orange!

Now, single malt,

Warm but not aggressive.

- Peaty aftertaste.

Takes out the fire but leaves in the warmth.

Either we do this now or we're walking.

Not you.

- Stay close, Jim.

- What?

You heard.

Where are you going?

We've got enough food, Jim.

We don't have any cheeseburgers.

Like going on holidays

with your aunt!

Oh, Jesus.

Hello?

I hate you!

Find anything?

- Find anything, Jim?

- No! Let's get outta here.

OK, we're done here.

OK, Hannah.

Easy. Brake!

Brake, brake!

Out.

Mmmm! Oh my God!

I can, like, taste the vitamin C.

Mmmm, the raisins are so moist.

What did you say?

The raisins. They're so moist.

Look over here.

Like a family.

Do you think they're infected?

No.

They're doing just fine.

Come on. Let's eat!

Know what I was thinking?

That you'll never hear

another piece of original music again.

You'll never read a book

that hasn't already been written,

or see a film that hasn't already been shot.

Um.... that's what you were thinking.

No.

I was thinking I was wrong.

About what?

All the death.

All this sh*t.

It doesn't really mean anything

to Frank and Hannah because...

Well, she's got her dad

and he's got his daughter. So...

Cheeky monkey!

I was wrong when I said

staying alive is as good as it gets.

See, that's what I was thinking.

Was it?

Mm. You stole my thought.

Sorry.

That's OK.

You can keep it.

It's getting late.

We'd better stay here for the night.

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