Zombie: Dawn Of The Dead Page #3

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we must stop the killing... Or loose the war.

C'mon open up!

Get in! Get in!

Jesus Christ!

- Hey, you ok down there?

- Yeah

This must be where they

dumped 'em in. Huh?

- You need more men?

- No is all done, man.

Is all been done.

Jesus Christ.

Why did these people keep 'em here?

'Cause they still believe

there's respect in dying.

C'mon, I need you.

I don't see Roger. We'll

give him ten minutes.

Steve!

I know.

Just wait right here.

Just like that. Like in the car.

Just hold her 'til she spits out right at you.

Dispatch come in.

Emergency call to Police Stop.

Hello HQ, this is Police Stop.

Operator's dead. Post abandon.

Steven

- I hope is Roger.

- What are you doing?

I'll be right there.

Just stay cool.

Hello.

C'mon skipper.

They got friends coming.

Who are you?

- We're with J.A.S. We...

- About a minute and a half on the car.

Now wait a minute. We're

just here to refuel.

Those men were already dead.

You were here... You know that.

Hey, you're J.A.S. Traffic Watch.

Steve Andrews.

Right. That's me.

I'm Steve Andrews.

- Yep, no sh*t.

- We got a lot further in this bird, Skipper.

Can't all fit.

How many will that thing hold?

Hey man, I ain't nowhere in nothin'

I can't drive myself!

That's true! Somethin' happens

to him and we'll be stuck!

Stick with the boat!

- We get a lot further in this bird!

- Hey that's a squad car!

It's okay, we're police.

Bullshit, man! Let's

get to the boat!

You're runnin', ain't it?

You and your friends are runnin'

in the J.A.S. Traffic bird.

- What's the problem, officer?

- Caught your friends here stealin' company gasoline.

What do you mean friends?

They know, Rog...

They runnin' to.

Now, it'd be crazy to start shootin'

one at another. Wouldn't it?

Sure would.

You guys are ok?

Who's he?

His name is Peter. He's alright.

C'mon let's hustle.

Hey, you guys. You better move out.

There's a report on the dock bein' knocked out.

Right. Good luck squad!

You sure this'll carry us all?

Little harder on the fuel,

but we'll be ok.

Hey, you got any cigarettes?

Any of you got cigarettes?

No, sorry.

Where do you headed?

Down river... We got an idea maybe we

can make it to the islands.

What islands?

Any islands.

What about you?

Where you headed?

Straight up.

Didn't have any cigarettes!

- How do I have a cigarette?

- I don't know

Hey, any of you got cigarettes?

- How I gonna go to the islands

if I don't have cigarettes?

Any of you leavin' people behind?

An ex-husband.

An ex-wife.

You Peter?

Some brothers.

Those... real brothers?

You know... real brothers

or street brothers?

Both.

How many real ones?

Two.

Two?

One's in jail... The other's a

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