Automaton Transfusion Page #2

- Who the f*** are you?

- Whoa. Whoa!

I said who the f*** are you?

We're nobody. Look. We just came from

Downey. We're just here to see the show.

Can you tell us what the hell is going on?

I don't know.

It all happened so fast.

The band started playing. And then...

then it happened.

What happened?

They were eaten alive.

Ripped apart like they were nothing.

Who... Who got eaten?

Everyone.

Are you telling me that those people

out there are f***ing zombies?

I'm saying that whatever they are.

They ain't human.

Why we always gotta match?

- I don't know. I'm sorry.

- Damn cell phones.

What? Is your boyfriend not answering?

- No. It hasn't been working all day.

- Right.

If he even went to that show.

You always drink too much.

It's so funny.

You can't get a hold of your boyfriend.

I said the phone wasn't working.

- That's what they all say. Honey.

- Whatever. F*** off.

What are we gonna do?

I don't know.

So where did they go?

To get their next meal.

Great.

Meanwhile. We sit here

and wait for them to come back?

Do you ever just shut up?

It's all right.

He's locked up.

Yeah. Right.

Yeah. Well. When I have it in two months.

Oh. Hey. Matty.

How you doin'?

Are you OK?

Are you all right?

Oh. My God! My baby!

I think you've

had enough to eat for one day.

You gotta shoot 'em in the head.

We have to make it back to the car.

- It's our only chance of making it out.

- We never should have gotten out of it.

- I'm not going back out there.

- Fine. You can sit here and be dinner.

But not me.

If it hasn't already reached Downey.

It will soon.

And I can't sit here and let everyone

I know become food for these bastards.

I knew this was a bad idea.

What the f***?

Get the hell out of here. You dick.

Look. A**hole. She said get the f***...

Oh. My God.

What the?

- Let's go.

- Unlock the door. Unlock the door!

Unlock the door. Unlock the door.

The door! The door!

Chris. Let's go!

Let's go. Chris! Chris!

Let's go. Chris.

Get in the car!

Chris. Let's go!

Chris! Chris! Chris!

Go. Go. Go. Go. Go.

Get in. Get in. Get in. Chris!

Let's go. Go. Go!

We have to get back to Downey.

This is suicide. You know.

I know.

Chris. Let's just keep goin'.

I can't.

I have to.

No! No!

Sh*t.

Argh!

Hey. Jackie!

Go. Go. Go.

Chris! Get over here!

Hold the door. Hold the door. Hold the door.

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

Let's go. Let's go! Get out!

Let's go. Go. Go. Go!

This is f***ing bullshit!

Ah. Sh*t! God!

Do you want to get out

or stay in this f***ing garage?

Scott's right.

This place is a death trap.

They can smell we're here.

How far is the school?

Are you serious?

School is definitely

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes