Return of the Living Dead 2 Page #4

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One, two, three. And single kick.

Okay, up front. Up, up.

And side, side, reach up, up.

Heel jacks, so reach it out.

Let's take it down. And bow and arrow.

Hurry.

Which way?

This way. Come on.

Do you wanna die?

Okay, they seem to like brains,

so maybe they'll leave you alone.

- Shut up.

- Come on!

Brains!

Brains.

I told you, no more prayers.

It's not that. I don't feel so hot.

Let me rest.

Rest? He wants to rest!

Joey, he's the dumbest guy you've ever

worked with in your whole entire life!

Rest? You can't rest now.

We're almost there.

- Come on.

- Come on!

- Brains.

- Oh, no!

Oh, no.

Come on.

Run! We're almost there.

It's right here. Come on.

George.

George, go get Dr. Mandel.

George.

George?

Oh, Billy!

Brains!

Doc Mandel, open up!

Oh, it's you. Why aren't you out

playing in the traffic?

How'd you get in here?

What's the problem?

- Where are the keys to your car?

- Why, are we going somewhere?

There seem to be hooligans

terrorizing the neighborhood.

No, it's the dead.

They've come back to life.

The dead. Dead what?

People. We need your car.

- Sounds like you need a hearse.

- We don't have time for this.

- Well...

- I'm sorry, sir.

We've gotta get the keys

to your car, now!

- Must be an emergency, huh?

- No, duh!

Oh, well.

Oh, I'm sorry, my boy,

but this car is cherry.

- No one drives the princess but me.

- Just move it.

Oh, my God.

It's Harvey. Harvey Kramer.

Harvey, it's me. Remember me?

Harvey, it wasn't my fault.

We ran out of type O.

- Okay, it's coming!

- Cherry, huh?

- Well, almost cherry.

- Go!

The door!

Come on, go!

- Go!

- Go!

- Forget it!

- No, you wouldn't...

Hey, you, bull-face, get off the car.

Oh, God! Oh, what do we do?

Thirty years I've owned this auto.

And I've never put a scratch on it.

- Give me that wheel.

- Come on, doc.

Come on, doctor.

He's not gonna throw up

in here now, is he?

What's going on here?

Out the window.

Open the window. Push the button.

Out the win... I just had this car waxed.

Jesus, get it out of here!

Get this off! Get it off!

Now, I don't think we need to get

excited. It's only a severed hand.

Now, don't get so excited.

It's got my leg!

Roll down the window!

- Joey?

- What?

We gotta get to a hospital.

It's all your fault, you cheese dip.

You just stay away from me.

Where's the emergency room?

He's gonna go to the police station.

They'll know what to do.

Will you just shut up?! God.

I think something is not right

with those guys.

I feel so... I just got this feeling.

Yeah, me too.

No, it's like we've been here before.

It's like a dream, this whole thing.

You, me, them.

Anybody here?

- Dead.

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