Zombie: Dawn Of The Dead Page #4

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pro ball player.

But we catch up to each other

once in a while.

Is he your man?

Most of the time, yes.

Just like to know

who everybody is.

Yeah, me too.

Any more water?

You know where we are?

Yeah, I know exactly

where we are.

Harrisburg?

We passed it about an hour ago.

Jesus. It's everywhere.

Still pretty close to Johnston.

Those rednecks are probably

enjoying the whole thing.

- Is that you again?

- My boy...!

- Keep movin'! Keep movin'!

- Hey ya, check it out!

I heard that by

I got a couple extra watches...

Didn't they say when?

Great job. You did a great job!

Keep going, keep going.

Look out! Behind you!

Down! Get out of the way!

There! Behind the white car!

Get the gas tank.

- Sh*t!

- Yeah!

Hey, I got him!

F***, I missed it!

Yeah!

Sh*t! Damn near empty!

I got this one.

There's a lot of private planes

in farm country like this.

I guess they all hit the pumps

and they took off.

Yeah, to where?

Got some here.

- Can you handle that?

- Yeah, I got it.

I'm gonna see what's left

in the hangars.

Bunch of junk!

Steve?

Fran, Run!

Run!

Run!

Roger!

It's all right...

Peter!

Right... F***!

You never aim a gun at anyone, Mr.

Peter, my god!

What are you doin'?

Scary... Isn't it?

Isn't it?

C'mon.

We gotta find fuel.

Maybe closer to Cleveland.

No, we've gotta stay

out of the big cities.

If it's anything like Philly we

might never get out alive.

We might never get out

of any place alive.

- We didn't almost get out of there.

- We're gettin' outta here fine!

As long as there's not too many of

those things we can handle 'em easy.

It wasn't one of "those things"

that nearly blew me away.

We gotta stay in the sticks.

There's bound to be more little

private airports upstate.

There's the locks along the Allgheny.

Fuel stations there.

State. Private.

Those are probably still manned.

We don't need those hassles either.

They're just out after

scavengers and looters.

Oh, you got the papers

for this limousine?

I got J.A.S id.

And so does Fran.

Right! And we're out here

doin' traffic reports.

Wake up, sucker!

We're thieves and we're bad guys!

That's exactly what we are.

We gotta find our own way.

Jesus Christ! We don't even

know where we going

We don't have food. We don't have

water. We don't even have a radio.

Stephen you need to

get some sleep.

What the hell is it?

Looks like a... shopping center.

One of those big indoor lots.

Oh my God!

No chance. Forget it.

Let's get out of here!

Wait a minute. They can't

get up here.

Yeah, I we can't

go down there!

Let's check it out.

Most of the gates are down.

I don't think they can get into the stores.

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