Edges of Darkness (2008)

[bunniefuu]

Horns...

Cars...

People..

All the malignant noise
of a city gone.

I used to hate the noise.

But now I don't know.

There's nothing left.

Well, almost nothing.

What happened?

Where did it all go wrong?

For that I have no answers.

But I do have a story.

Come on.

Come on.

The gates of Cameo Place
keep the undead at bay.

Mostly.

"A few slip through
from time to time,

but our landlord is always
taking care of them."

It looks like his g*n is jammed.

Maybe not.

Get away from the window.

Dean, he needs our help.

What are we..
Dean, we've got to help him.

What can he do?

He's beyond any help.

Only a b*llet can save him.


and this is how he goes?

Nasty little things.

Pure evil on earth.

That's exactly why we need
to stay put till help arrives.

Who's gonna run the generator, Dean?

Who knows? I'm not volunteering.
Get away from the window.

I bet as soon as
the stupid thing loses power,

you'll be out there trying
to get more gas again.

Yeah, but only to have these on
to drown out all the noise.

Why are you so cold sometimes?

Years of rejection.

I am dying of boredom!

God!

Go ahead, ignore me.

Ignore me, Dean,
like you always do.

I'll just sit here.

Fine.
One of these days...

You know,

never mind.

Bye.

"With Mr. Charles dead and gone,

unable to thin the number of ghouls
that slip through our gates,

who knows how long it will take before
they're clawing down our front door?"

Oh, God, what was that?

Looks like my landlord's arm.

Thank you.

It's my only good deed
for the day, Bucko.

My only one.

Why the f*ck isn't this locked?
I was waiting for you.

I heard g*nshots.

g*nshots?
Yeah, a few minutes ago.

I told you about keeping
this door locked.

Look, I'm sorry.

Well?

There's m*therf*cking arm
bones in the yard.

Arm bones?

I'm so sick of these
m*therf*cking zombies!

Got m*therf*cking arm bones
in the yard.

It's a m*therf*cking plague,
that's what it is.

f*cking biblical sh*t.
I do not need this.

Please, did you get it?

What?

f*ck, woman, are you crazy? Would you
close those m*therf*cking curtains?

Damn!
All right.

They're closed.
Now tell me..

God damn!

Zombie apocalypse, woman's got
the f*cking curtains open.

sh*t! Didn't I tell you
to board that sh*t up?

Damn.

What if those things
tried to get in?

Look, we're on the second floor.

Unless they learn to sprout wings
and fly, I think we're safe.

What were you doing
out there anyway, Champ?

My dad, he..
Yeah, the guy in the street,

worthless.

Maybe you shouldn't talk sh*t
about things you don't f*cking know.

Come on, Marcus.

Let's get out of here.
We're going to get your father.

Go ahead, go.

Go!

Mom.

We need him.

He's dead.

What you need is to live.

What you need is to take care
of this little man

and you ain't gonna do it out there.

It's okay.

Baby,

Baby,

please talk to me.

I got it.

It's in the trunk of the car.

Better not be f*cking with me,
okay? I'm real hungry.

Yeah, and I'm starving
like a m*therf*cker,

but those things out there are
crawling over the m*therf*cking car.

You want that sh*t? You stick your head
out there in broad daylight and get it.

I'll get it when the sun goes
back down.

Hey hey hey hey hey!

You know how I feel
about that noise. sh*t.

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

It's bad out there, ain't it?

Hey, we been through worse.

I'm scared.

But we'll get through it, okay?
We always do.

Come here, Mama.
Let me love you up.

That's some corny..

I'm trapped in here with this
self engrossed boy child.

I can't live like this.

Not anymore.

There's gotta be some
survivors out there.

Yeah.

If he goes out tomorrow
to get gas,

I'll leave.

And then he'll come back

and he'll realize
what a jerk he's been.

Or he won't, and probably
in his dumpy little brain,

he'll think that I'm the jerk.

Then he'll villanize me in
one of his unreadable stories.

Help, help me!

Oh, no.

You got.. You got the..
Oh, Lord, Jesus Christ!

Woman: Help me!

f*ck!

Look, there's no way
you could have known.

Yeah yeah.

Guess we really are
the last ones, huh?

You want some?

No.

Sorry, we're out of fried chicken.

Tough kid.

You have no idea.

Has he cried yet?
No.

I had one.

I miscarried before Marcus.

What?
Are we girlfriends now?

No, I just thought..
I was just trying..

Besides, I didn't miscarry.

I k*lled her.

First, give me the Albatron Mixture.

Yes, good.

Soon, My Dear,

I shall have super strength,
astounding wit

and a full head of glorious hair,

the whole world will see
at the lnternational Expo

for Revolutionary Science.

I shall be Scientist of the Century.

I will go with you.

When is the Expo?

Sometime in March.

That's pretty soon, My Dear.

Soon enough for you, Heidi.
Record the process.

Oh, gross! Disgusting.

Oh, gross!
That's gross.

It's done.

It is done.
Nothing's beyond my mental grasp.

Just one thing.

What is it?

You're bald!

What?
You're bald! You're bald.

You're bald!
You're bald!

Dana.

This movie's awesome.

Oh, come on.
Oh, come on, please!

We've got plenty of kerosene
here for everything.

It'll be kind of romantic,
don't you think?

Romantic?

If you could block out
the moans of the living dead

just outside,

bumping into the walls at all hours

knowing that at any second

that rotten death can come
crashing through the door,

the moonlight on their
decrepit bodies,

blood the color of molasses
in the blue light,

their foul stench that creeps

into your nose
and onto your taste buds,

hideous claws ripping
the flesh from your ribs,

and you can't wake up
from the nightmare..

Thanks, Dean. I wasn't planning on
going to sleep again tonight anyway.

God, Jerk.
The mail..

Iet's see what's in there.

Let's see.

Junk junk.

Ooh, coupons,

I guess and bills, a bill.

Small package from

"Takoru Technologies Worldwide."

Bill, check..
Takoru Tech?

That's my new processor.

It is.

What the hell?
You've had it this whole time?

Well, what do you think, Dean?

Bills and junk mail aren't the most
important thing on my mind these days.

Yeah, but you knew I was
waiting for this, Dana.

Not really. Anyway, it was
sitting right here, Dean.

Maybe if you didn't spend so much
time on that stupid computer of yours,

you'd be a little more aware
of your surroundings.

It's a hobby, that's all.
No, it's not. It's more than that.

I can't compete.
Sometimes I wanna take that thing

and throw it out
into the pouring rain.

Throw yourself in the rain.
Dean.

Okay, I was kidding.

I only meant that you should
cool off. Don't get all huffy.

Well, it's too late for that.

All right, I'm sorry.

It's just that I've really
been waiting for this.

I'm sorry, really.

Yeah, you're sorry.

Take a look outside, Dean.

There are walking dead people everywhere,

slowly closing in.

Oh, hey, wait.

Let me go outside
and check the mail for Dean.

In case you didn't know,
the mailman's dead.

Yeah, everyone's dead.

Bring your lamp.
I gotta get this thing in there.

Why?
Come on, you can help.

No power and it still has him.

Open the f*cking door.

Hurry up now.

Stanley.

Lie down.

Who's your man?

Where'd you find it?
Frankie's.

Get your a*s down!

Frankie's.

Looked like he was squirreling
away for a long winter.

Where's Frankie?
f*cking zombies must have got him.

I don't know.
I couldn't find him.

Can I unwrap it now?

Whoa, I don't think..
I mean, look, we still gotta clean it.

Smells like it sh*t itself.

Baby, can I have a taste?

Please, Baby.
Please, just a little taste, please?

All right, but just a taste.

Hey, remember what
I told you about noise?

Okay.
Hey, that's enough.

Hey hey!

That's enough!
I'm sorry.

I'm just hungry.
I know. Me too.

But if we gonna make this last,
we gotta be smart.

Get up here.

Please let me go.

b*tch, you must be crazy.

Get your a*s up here.

Here, open this.

What, what is it?

Just open it.
Okay.

It's a hardware upgrade.

Latest in processor technology.

I was selected months ago
to try it out for free.

You mean like a sweepstakes
prize or something?

One out of a million.

Congratulations.

Ow!

Okay, I'm ready.
Give it here.

Hold on. It says to use protection
when handling. Hold on.

Where are you going?

Just to let you know,

very soon you shall be quicker
and more powerful,

enabling you to function
like never before.

As soon as my slowpoke wife returns.

Dana!

Put those on.

You're pathetic.

We gotta get that generator going.

We gotta see what it does.

Okay, I'm gonna go pee.

I told you about the noise.

Now this is your last friendly
reminder, you understand?

Please please please,
don't hurt me.

If you gonna be a guest in
our house, you gonna be clean.

Please!

Hey.

Don't.

We can't stay here.

Yeah, no one's keeping you.
That's not what I mean.

He's sick.

He needs medication daily.

You're in luck, Girlfriend.
There's a drugstore a few blocks over.

It's not that hard to get to.

It's rare.

The chances of them
having it are slim.

You obviously have a suggestion.

Yeah, we have a stockpile.

Where?

It's in an apartment across town.

Good luck with that.

Come on,
you know I'd never make it.

Maybe not.

Dana.
Yes, what is it?

I made up my mind

to go to find fuel for the generator.

I'll check Mr. Charles' place too.

He probably has a ton of supplies.

Canned food, water,
maybe even more gas.

His loss...

Our gain.
Well, you know my answer to that.

Well, I'm going.

Well, I'm not.

I'm not going out there at night.

No, not at night.

Well, I'm not going tomorrow either.

Fine, whatever.

It'll be a one man mission.

Good luck.
Good luck.

Put something on!

You find something that fits?

Find her something?

Found it.

No!

b*tch, you know I'm gonna suck
your m*therf*cking blood,

and trust me, there's more
painful ways to extract it.

Eat.

No no no no.
We're civilized in this house.

Why?

Look, what we have here

is what an intelligent man
would call a symbiotic relation.

We need you to survive.

And without us, you're fish food.

You're not gonna k*ll me?

That is not any kind of question.

The question is

is how comfortable
are you gonna live?

You got me?

Mm hmm.

She's eating.

You smelled it?
Sweetest blood I ever smelled.

Oh, God, I wanna suck her dry.

Yeah, me too.

You know I love you, right?
Yeah, back at you, Babe.

What's the matter?

I don't know.
It tastes funny.

Let me see that.
You always got something to say.

Mm hmm.

Yeah, it's not that bad.

It don't taste like any human
blood I've ever tasted.

Do you even remember the last
time you had human blood?

I think so.
And it didn't taste like that.

I don't think we should
drink it.

It's fine.
Hey, maybe it's her diet.

You remember Bulgaria?

God, I can still taste the garlic.

Yeah, with all this going on,
Lord knows what she's been eating.

Still, it don't taste
as good as I thought it would.

It never does.

Damon, don't go.

Damon.

Damon.

There's a map book in the kitchen.

Mark the address.

Tomorrow you'll have what you need.

You're welcome, Marcus.

Pervert pervert

pervert!

She left?

Yeah.

You sent her home.

Mommy.

You look rested.

Good. This is..

It's my...
sh*t, Girl, don't say it.

I don't wanna know.

I'll get the wife, okay?
Just..

Just.. Just chill, okay?

Stellie, Stellie!

Stellie, get your a*s over here.

Look, I need you
to draw the blood, okay?

Think you can do that?
Yeah. Yeah, I can handle that.

Look, I was tripping before,
okay?

But I'm cool now.
I promise.

What's the problem?

She's having girl trouble,
you know?

She's having her period?
Now why you have to go and say that?

You know how I feel about
that talk.

You are such a child. Get your a*s
in there. I'll get something for that.

Calm down, Girl.

I ain't gonna gut you.

I just need to pull
a little something something.

So what's your name?

Why do you wanna know?

Seeing as how we're gonna
be spending some time together,

I thought that we should introduce.

Suit yourself.

Natalie. My name is Natalie.

Well, hi, Natalie.
I'm Stellie.

You know,

you look as sweet as you smell.

Thank you, I think.

Guess that sounded better
in my head.

Stellie.

What is it, Natalie?

Can I come out of the room?

We'll see.

That's a nice machete.

How could something that
looks and smells so sweet

end up tasting so sour?

There's something wrong
with that girl.

This ain't right.

You going somewhere?

We need another.

Well, what about jungle fever
in apartment 16?

Look, I'm just saying.
I mean, you think we should replace her?

I really think we should
give it some time.

Look, this is not gonna work.

Not in the long run.

I need to go out there
and find another.

Hopefully a male.

We can feed off of him,
use her to supplement.

Maybe breed 'em.

Breeding.
That's pretty smart.

Yeah, I thought it up.

Hopefully, he'll taste
a little better.

Well, what about us?

I trust you.

You sure about that?

Yes, I'm sure.
Oh, yeah?

Tonight.

Who the f*ck are you supposed
to be?

Shh!

You dead son of a..

Good.

I'm going to snap
your neck like a twig.

My cactus.

Whatever that was

cannot exist.

But those things outside do.

Everything's too real to be a dream.

I could be dreaming.

Maybe this is all one great nightmare...

That seems to be half a year,

but it's actually

one night of sleep.

No no, it's all too vivid,

too complex.

We have power?

How do we have power?

We have no power, Dean.

It's the backup power.
I have a little left from earlier.

Oh.

I can't sleep.

I was thinking about Mr. Charles.

What do you think he was thinking
when those things ripped his arms off

and nobody went to help him?

He was probably thinking, "Oh, sh*t,
they f*cking ripped my arms off."

Do you remember when we were married

and we said we'd love each other

until the end of time?

Do you still love me?

Dean.

Dana, I told you that I get
caught up in my writing.

I'm tired.

I'm tired.
Aren't you tired?

I'm not. I'm bipolar.

Go back to sleep.
Okay.

Ouch!

You are a vicious little f*ck.

Lord,

grant me the strength
to do what must be

and the knowledge to guide me
through these difficult waters.

There was someone in the apartment.

The boy?

A warrior.

Did she possess the mark?
The tattoo on her wrist?

I don't know.

Robert is with her
in the apartment now.

Go back and find the boy.

Do what you have to do.

It should be me.

[Tongues]

She's not the one.

Get her up.

Where are they?

What the hell is going on?

Where?

Who?

You don't know.

She doesn't know.

k*ll her.

What do you want?
Please, I'm a priest.

What do you want?
The boy.

Como say what?

The Antichrist.

This was supposed to be our world.

Jesus, I'm sorry.

Don't say that.
No, it's okay.

No, I mean don't take
the Lord's name in vain.

Sorry.

I just meant I'm sorry for what..

You know...

Well, you know what they say.

You know about things
that don't k*ll you

and what not.

No.

Well, they say something.

I tried to talk to him about
it once,

but he wasn't having it.

I don't know how you cope.

I don't.

At least you had a family.

You don't have a family?

I've always been a loner.

A friend used to say that
was my lot in life,

whatever that means.

No, wait.

I won't bite.

Is that supposed to be funny?

Please.

Just a little, okay?

He's completely absorbed
with his computer again.

It's like he's a sl*ve and
that machine

is his master.

Who does he think's actually
gonna get a chance

to read anything he writes anyway?

Really?
Awww.

He's completely forgotten
about us,

the way we used to be.

Morris,

you're probably my best friend.

That's disgusting.

God, Morris!
Jeez, ew ew!

Sorry. Morris, God!

I think I shall try to sleep.

Good night, Morris.

Hey.

I wanna talk to you.

Where's everybody going?

Aren't we having fun?

You were having fun.

We do not feel anymore.

This is death.

We just want to rest

and you want us to dance.

Do you not see how selfish
that is of you?

Your happiness is not ours.

So we must go.

I wanna go with you.

You should not be with the undead.

What do you wanna do today?

I want to go out.

Maybe not.

Guess we'll have to think
of something else to do.

I'm beat.

Come on.

It's nothing a little fix
can't help.

Okay.

Okay, that's it.

Morning comes and I'm almost finished.

Not bad for a night's work.

Stellie!

Stellie, come on.
Open the damn door.

Stellie.

Stellie! Stellie.

Stellie, come on,
open the damn door.

Stellie, Stellie,
open the door, come on!

Stellie!

What the hell are you doing
out of your room?

Stellie, Stellie.

Stellie, Baby.

Did you drink from her?

I'm glad you're back.

You see,

I don't think she's strong
enough to continue on.

Is she gonna die?

Of course she's gonna die.

But I don't think

that's the question
you should be asking.

What you should be asking is:

how are you gonna spend the
rest of the time you have left?

I'm gonna kick your m*therf*cking..

You bloodsuckers are all the same.

What happened?

She escaped.

Michael's dead.

She protects the boy.

Where?

A gated community in Culver City.

We need to go now.

The boy must die.

[Tongues]

I will not fail you.

I love what you've done
with the place.

She tried to lead you to your death.

Yeah?

I'm not your enemy.

Yeah, but you messed
with my feng shui.

n*gga, please.

Don't run.

I don't run.

Good.

Are you gonna k*ll me now?
No.

k*ll you? No no. I like you.

And I need you.

You need me?

I need an unclean vessel to bring
my father to this mortal coil.

To bring your Armageddon to completion.

Our what?

I'll never be a part of..
Wait, a part of what?

What the hell are you talking about?

Armageddon, the zombies,
your plan to end the world.

End the world?

Why would I wanna do that?

I'm here to save it.

Have you ever looked around
at this world? Before, I mean.

Lying, cheating, m*rder,
terrorism, fast food..

We don't want it to end.

Then who?

No, he wouldn't do that.

Wouldn't he?

Ever hear of the Great Flood?

A dude named Noah?

I hate to break it to you,
Princess, he has.

Why don't you ask
your robed friends outside?

They're here to make sure their
Lord's plan comes to fruition.

To make real.

They're coming.

Jesus, they're swarming.
Can't you do something?

Twitch your nose, snap your fingers?

It doesn't work that way.
I'm a physical being.

Yeah, well, let's get physical.

We're doing the right thing.

I'm just protecting what's mine.

When they get in..
Don't worry about it.

Fine.

You are quite a warrior.

Has someone been in here?

Besides the zombies?

Your girl was in my stuff.

That's my stuff, my stuff.
I didn't go through her personals.

True enough.

How are you doing, Bucko?

I've had better days.

All right.

Come on.

A little help here.

That's awesome.

Do you cook?

Not so fast.

You're weaker.

Another day,
you won't be able to move.

Another day after that,

you'll be dead.

Somebody's angry.

Now this is what a smart girl
would call a symbiotic relationship.

Feed feed!

Feed!

That's it.

That's it.

That's it. Good boy.

Good boy.

That's it.

That's it. Good boy.

That's interesting.

I'm so sorry, Baby.

She's not looking too good.

Looks like you're gonna have
to pull double duty today.

f*ck you.

What did I tell you about the language?

Hmm?

What are you?

Does it matter?

Would knowing matter?

Hmm?

Drink.
Drink or she will.

You can bleed yourself.

Why keep us alive?

A girl gets lonely in an apocalypse.

Till tomorrow.

Father, bless this blade

and guide its path so that
the cleansing can continue.

You can't stop it.

You did the right thing.

I guess we'll see.

Oh, come on!

You ain't got no life left.

Take mine.

You guys are awfully quiet in there.

Oh, Man!

No!

We're leaving.

Where?

I know a place..

Sort of provincial slash Tudor.

Are you ready?

Dana, Dana, get up!

No!

f*ck you!

Machete.

Little help!
Little help!

No! Help!

After everything

I still don't have no answers.

What happened?

Well, I guess in the end

it doesn't matter how we get here.

What matters is
what we do while we're here.

And what I'm gonna do,

I'm gonna k*ll me some
m*therf*cking zombies.