Oh, God!
Help me!
- Hey! Look what we got!
Look! Look! Look!
Here I am!
Oh, my goodness.
Goodness me.
Hey, look at me! I know, I know.
Hey, you wanna play peekaboo?
How about peekaboo?
Wheres Dada? Here I am!
In the Big Rock
Candy Mountains
you'll never change your socks
and little streams of alcohol
come trickling down the rocks!
-It's okay, sweet girl. Look!
Look-look-look.
Oh, Grandma!
What a big, horrible,
mouth you have!
All the better
to eat you with!
-Om-nom-nom-nom!
-Om-nom-nom-nom-nom!
- Iverson.
Iverson?
- I really, really wish
I could,
but still, I just feel like
someone else is a better fit.
- This isn't a big deal!
I just need a forensic CPA to
pick up the laptop
to maintain that chain of custody.
It's a legal thing, dude.
- We're on the same page.
It's just...
This is Erin Conrad's case.
Wouldnt it make more sense
for her to handle it?
- Yes, but like I said,
she's out sick.
Right, right.
You said-
You said that.
- Walter. Hurry up!
Were gonna miss our tee time.
- Wait...
Are you on your way
to the links?
I thought-
You mentioned that-
-Yeah, we will, but this is...
This place is a members only
type place, so no plus one,
you know?
Now, see, it's
it's a 20 minute drive over
to that coffee shop.
I just need you to swing over,
pick up her laptop
and drop it off at the office.
It could not be simpler.
Help me out!
- I would,
it's just
there's no way I'm going to find
a babysitter on such
short notice.
- Take the baby with ya!
Its not a big deal.
Look, pal,
I know things have been tough,
and I don't know how you've-
Man. But you have.
And that's way letting you
work from home
these last few months has been
the least I could do.
But I'm asking you to do me
a solid.
- I would,
I just can't.
- Okay, but if you can't do this,
I'm gonna need you
to start coming into the office
on Monday.
- The office office?
- Yes, the office office.
- But you don't need me...
need me there.
- We need the laptop to complete
the preliminary audit.
If you don't take it in today,
then I have to take it in
on Monday.
And if I have to go in, little
buddy, you have to go in.
- But it's Erin's case.
- See you Monday!
- No, I'll go in.
I'll do it.
- Hallelujah.
Puttin the thumbscrews to me
you son of a b*tch.
Have a great time today.
Ill have an Aperol Spritz for ya.
- And a 12 ounce
hot, but not
hot hot. 130 degrees, if possible.
Split shot,
half caff, half decaf, sugar
free caramel, half pump only,
no foam Americano with two
inches of almond milk.
No sleeve.
I'm picking up these orders
for other people.
- So what?
You're too good for my coffee?
- No, I like coffee.
- Just not my coffee.
- Would it matter?
Because the order isn't ready?
- Hey, how many baristas
you see behind me?
I'll give you a second
to count.
- I see zero baristas
behind you.
- Oh!
That's crazy, because
I also count none baristas.
Now, if someone else had
shown up for their shift
or if my boss wasn't
freaking out,
your order would be ready
already. So,
you can take all that blame,
aaaand boop!
- Look, I get it. I'm-
I'm also bustin my butt here.
For the crazy order.
- $20 tip?
- Courtesy of Channel 8 News.
- Channel 8?
- Oh yea.
-Well, I'll get right on that!
- Are you going to get
right on it?
- Yeah, I'm doing it right now.
Can't you see me doing it?
Look at me go.
Such fun! Maracas! Cinnamon!
Oh, wait, wait, there's-
There's other people in line
whose orders I need to take.
Like it's my job. So.
- Unbelievable.
Crazy night at the frat house?
- Oh!
No, I have a baby.
- Yeah, yeah, I figured, I mean,
although that backpack
is working for you.
You havent been getting much sleep?
- Yeah, I havent been getting much sleep.
Yeah,
- I remember the routine.
Have you been keeping
your daddy up all night?
Have you?
No, I don't believe you did
because you're too cute. Yeah!
But you know what?
He just snuck in a little nap
standing up...
in public.
I know!
She's adorable.
Anyway, I think you're up.
- Thanks.
- You look like
you deserve some coffee.
- Thanks.
- Morning.
Welcome to Starlight Cafe.
Would you like to try our
new goat milk latte?
- Uhh... Hi.
She likes goat milk,
Brie.
I... Ummm-
Is Carla Mendoza here?
- You a cop or something?
- Oh, no. I, umm...
I'm an accountant.
- No freaking way.
Is she busted?
Is she being sued?
Oh, my God, is that why
she's been acting pistachios?
It's not, uh- is she...?
- Down the hall.
I'll show you the way.
- No, you don't
have to trouble yourself.
- I got to take this trash out
anyway.
I need a break or Im gonna die.
Theres her office.
- Thanks.
Come in.
- Hi.
Good morning, umm-
No, you're not Carla Mendoza,
are you?
- Yes, yeah, I am.
Technically, it's
my ex-husband's name, but I keep
it just to piss him off.
Is there something I can do
for you or-
- I'm not Erin.
- You're not Karen?
Oh, good.
Thank God, because then you'd
want to speak to a manager
and I'm the manager, so...
- Erin Conrad,
She was the auditor who was
assigned to your case.
I'm not her.
I'm Donald Iverson.
- You're an auditor?
But you have a baby.
- Yeah, umm...
I- She's- It's, uhh...
I'm just here to pick
up a laptop, Carla.
- Okay, you know what? You
can call me Miss Mendoza.
- Is... that... it?
- My father
invested his retirement
into this place
so that he could
leave me something.
And you have the nerve to think
that I would spit on his
grave by embezzling money?
- I'm sorry for your loss.
-Oh, you are?
Well, thank you.
Thank you. Donald.
Okay?
- And the embezzling.
But I'm not saying that,
Erin is. Actually, technically,
I'm not involved.
- Well, you know what, Donald?
Your boss was real smart
to have you bring her along
because, you know, it's real
hard for me to lose my
s - h - i - t
when you are here.
It's impossible.
You should bring her in all your audits.
You know, it's just a little tip.
- You know, this might sound crazy,
but do you mind pulling up
the form for annual tip
income and allocations?
- I don't even know
what that means.
- She wants you to do it.
Would you do it for her?
- If she wants to see it,
I'll pull it up.
Is it just, like,
the main form?
Like, whatever I filled out? Here.
You know, you should tell people
that you're an auditor.
I know why you don't, though,
nobody would like you.
- Oh, there.
Right here.
Line item 4-A,
Indirectly Tipped Employees,
it's blank.
- Duh.
Because there aren't any.
The tips go directly to them.
- Credit card and debit card
tips should be filed
there, not under income.
It's probably the reason for
your reporting discrepancies.
- See, I told you
I wasn't an embezzler!
Oh, yes. Oh, God.
I can't wait to see
the look on Erin's face
when we tell her.
Let's call her!
Lets call her right now.
I want to do it.
Put her on speaker!
I want to hear it.
I want to hear-
Maybe she'll have emotion.
- I don't think she'll pick up.
- Yeah, she never does.
Whats with that?
Oh, okay. Wait.
To be clear, am I screwed
or am I unscrewed?
- Well, new information
allows for audit
reconsideration. It should
give you enough time
to amend your taxes.
But I recommend in the future
you hire a tax professional
so this will all be handled
in succinct fashion.
- Is that something that you do?
- No, Miss Mendoza.
Okay, well, you can call me Carla again
because you saved my business.
- No, Carla, I just do forensics.
- Don't you say that in front of her.
Your daddy just doesn't do forensics.
Today, your dad saves people.
You were doing so well.
Okay, we'll get you changed.
Excuse me.
Do you have a changing table
in the bathroom?
- Uh huh.
- Where is it?
- The last door.
The one with the bathroom sign.
It's okay.
We're almost there. Thisll be alright.
Sorry.
Umm... It's just a diaper.
I didn't poop in the sink
or anything.
Sorry.
Keep on chugging.
- Through it all-the-places.
- I didn't realize
anyone else was here.
Without the pieces you work for em.
- I work for the IRS.
I'm not here for-
- They can see it, in the back.
- Hey, your head.
You all right?
- No. No. No. No. No. No...
- Look, I apologize.
It's an honest mistake.
You take care, now.
- Don't you move!
Got you on camera.
Say your identity!
Say it. Say it.
- Im gonna go get you
my business card.
Theyre here.
- Who?
On that note.
- You cant let them take
the baby.
- You really want to do it
this way?
Okay.
I tried to be civil.
What the hell was that?
- Go back! Theres
more in the alley
- They're coming!
Hey! Open the door!
- Let us in! Cmon let us in!
- Are you guys okay?
- Please, you have
to help us!
- They need our help.
- Move!
- Gotta save the baby.
Gotta save the baby!
- Don't kick it. Wham it!
- Oh, please open
the door.
- We have to let them in.
- You're not letting nobody in!
- Ow! My stupid
shoulder.
- No!
- Hey, what are you doing?
- We can't let them
- Open up!
- But theyre right out there!
- Open up! Open up!
- Help us!
- Stay away!
- What are you doing?!
- What the hell was that?
- I you saved your life,
babies too.
Saved everybody in this joint.
- From what?
There's no reception.
- There's always bars.
Hey.
You okay?
- No, my shoulder is dislocated.
- Can you tell me what
you saw?
- Bro, give me a minute.
Can you tell me what you saw?
- It's fine.
- I don't think it's fine.
- Why is there no cell reception
in this stupid place?
- Every calling?
- Cool it Capt. Questions.
Why didn't you let us in?
- What were you running from?
- You sure took your sweet time.
We were this close to dead.
- Why don't you tell me
what you were running from?
- You tell me. I tell you now.
- No.
I got the door unlocked and
you guys are all in here now.
So someone tell me
what's going on!
- All right. Zombies.
- Uh huh.
Any other opinions?
- Look, I know it sounds bonkers, but
I saw them too.
- Okay, maybe its a semantics issue.
When you say zombies, you mean-
- I mean, you can take off your
tie ans let your hair down.
- The end of the world.
Something to eat
dirt from the city.
- Okay, I understand everyone's upset,
but when you say zombies,
you mean brainwashed?
Is there an active sh**ter?
- Did you hear any
g*nshots, Sherlock?
- Okay, no, but you can't blame
my incredulity
since zombies arent real.
- Okay, then crazy people with blood
coming out of their mouths
trying to rip people apart
and eat them.
Call it whatever you want, but
for the sake of conversation
and answering the questions,
you keep asking me,
Whats happening? What's going on?
Tell me what's happening!
I'm telling you whether you
want to believe it or not,
out there, there's zombies.
- Is that true?
Still got to do something.
- Did you concussed yourself
crashing into that door?
What exactly do you think
you're going to do right now?
- I'm going to go kick some a*s
and get us out of here.
Now, see,I know that's
what you think
you're going to do,
but you're not.
- See, I don't think I just do.
- You know what's out there
and no doubt want to give every
one of those sons of b*tches
free tickets to the g*n show.
But I can't let you open
that door.
- I'm getting the sense
that you're
overestimating your ability
to stop me.
- Clearly, you sniff a lot
of protein powder.
There's a baby in here.
Okay, just...
think of the innocent little baby.
- Oh my God.
- Brie, try to slow your breathing.
Youre hyperventilating.
I think youre having
a panic attack.
- How do you- How do you know?
- Lot's of practice with my wife.
Just, umm...
try to exhale fully and
breathe deeply.
Good.
Better?
Hey, think I could ask you a favor?
- Ask away.
- I'm just going to go over
there for a second
and I was hoping you
keep an eye on my daughter.
- I mean-
- I'm just going to be
right over there,
and she's not going to go
anywhere.
She'll stay in the carrier.
You don't have to water her
or anything.
Just keep an eye on her.
- Oh.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I can.
- Okay.
Brie.
Thanks.
I'll be right back.
See? I don't hear anything.
They're probably gone.
- If they're not?
- You two circle the wagons.
Ill investigate.
- I can't let you open the door
there either, Chief.
- I agree with you.
I've got no interest
in opening that door.
But I also agree with her.
We can't just sit around
and do nothing.
- I got your six.
- You hear anything?
- Are they there?
- sh*t.
- It's okay.
We can stay here until they just
vamoose.
- And if zombies don't just
vamoose?
- Then someone will come save us.
- Who?
Who, exactly, do you think
he's going to come save us,
exactly?
Even if they wanted to,
no one knows we're here.
- It must be if they say it.
You look like you have a plan.
Tell me you have a plan.
- Carlas office is on the
other side of that wall.
She might still be in there.
Carla.
Carla!
It's the the IRS guy.
Donald Iverson with the-
- Is the baby okay?
Yeah. Yeah, shes okay.
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Pretty freaked out, actually.
I barricaded the door.
- Smart.
Carla, we don't have service
in here.
Do you?
- No. There's no service
in the whole building.
That's why the landline is installed.
- Can you use the landline
to dial 9-1-1?
- Let me check.
Save some for the whales.
- No dice. The message is looping.
God, I need a smoke.
- All right, Carla,
the window in your office
can you use it to go find help?
- Who? The police
arent answering.
- Well, it doesn't have to be
the cops
it can be anyone!
Find a weapon, look for a g*n.
- Is it dangerous out there too?
- Probably, I don't know.
- Yes! It's dangerous.
Carla.
I don't know if I would jump out
that window either.
And I don't know what's
out there,
But I do know that I have
a baby in here with me.
And I'd like to think that
if I were you, and you were me.
You were asking me to do the
thing I'm asking you to do,
well, I genuinely believe
I would do it
as you.
- Listen,
I know what you're
talking about,
but I'll do it for
the baby.
- Okay.
Do you have any, any weapons
you can take with you?
- I got a pair of scissors.
- Nice. Great. Okay.
With any luck, you won't
have to use them.
Carla!
Carla!
Carla, what's happening?
- Okay, its getting in!
I gotta-
I gotta get out!
- Hey! Carla, do not go in
the hallway!
Do you hear me?!
Carlo,do not go in the hallway.
There has to be another way.
They're waiting there for you!
Carla!
Whoa!
- What are you doing?
Carla just escaped.
The coast is clear.
- How can you know that?
- We just heard the back door
bang shut.
- What kind of correlation
is that?
- I heard the bang, too.
There's a key broken off in it.
- This is our opportunity
to escape without a fight.
- You do remember the pool of
blood outside the door, right?
You're telling me that you're
prepared to hot
step your baby through an army
of things that did that?
- We don't know how many of
them are out there.
- There's a smart man.
I bet you could come up
with a super safe way
to escape. For the baby.
- Maybe. Yeah.
- Nah, no maybe.
Plan is good.
Brie agrees, I agree.
Were leaving.
- He just said he heard Carla
make it out the back door.
That's good.
She's going to get help
because he asked her to.
That was the whole plan.
Now all we got to do is hang
tight till she returns.
- But how far did she
actually make it?
What if she needs our help?
Whoa! What are you doing?
He has a baby.
- Yeah, and he's child endangering.
- It's not safe to push people.
- And it's not safe to open doors
and let in zombies.
- We're leaving.
- Bro. I said no!
- Cut it out!
Are you high?
I'm keeping that baby alive.
If we open that door,
we are all dead.
- All right, stay calm.
They'll stop just like before.
sh*t.
- Why won't they stop?
- They're after the damn baby!
- They're after all of us.
-Calm your child!
- I'm trying.
- Youre making it worse!
- Stop yelling at him and
maybe the babyll stop!
- Shut the baby up!
- I can't if you keep shouting.
- Give her to me!
- Don't.
- Get out of the way!
You must thinkg youre
real tough.
A real hero attacking me
from behind.
You deserve a meda
right there.
- Dont touch my tit.
- I didnt touch your tit!
- Yeah, gotta keep your hands
free for smothering babies.
- I wasn't going to smother
the baby.
I was just going to cover
ts mouth.
- I dont...
think...
it didn't-
It didn't seem like-
- What the hell
do you know, huh?
I just saved your lives,
all of you.
You're welcome, by the way.
And you're welcome for not
saying I told you so.
Because just like I said,
they were out there waiting.
- No they weren't.
We would have made it.
- Maybe a little less bench press
and a little more
inductive reasoning.
They couldn't have been further
than the end of the hall
because they were back here
in seconds,
as soon as they heard that
baby cry.
- This isn't about her.
- Isn't it?
Because how I remember it.
As soon as that
baby stopped screaming,
they stopped smashing that door.
- They want...
poor baby.
- See, even nutjob agrees with me.
- You're a prick.
- Oh. I'm sorry.
The man with abnormal psychology
under the sink
licking bloody garbage concurs
with my assessment.
Should I amend my speech
for the zombies, too?
Call em the living impaired?
Non-consensual cannibalism
isn't a choice.
- Bro!
We're all in this together.
We got enough problems.
- Of course we do.
We have serious problems
lurking right outside that door.
And those problems want the
serious problem we have in here.
That baby.
They want all of us.
- What if it is the baby crying?
- It's not. And she wouldn't
be crying
if you wouldn't
have been shouting.
- Okay, let's pretend that
that is true.
Okay?
How long shall her
natural tranquility endure?
- Indefinitely.
Just as long as you stop
trying to as*ault me.
- Indefinitely.
Okay.
Honest question for you ladies.
Since we're
all in the same team,
what do you think happens
when he runs out of diapers?
What happens when he runs
out of milk?
- I won't, it's a non-issue.
- Yeah? You got a cow in that bag?
- Got plenty of milk and diapers.
- Plenty?
Plenty is a little subjective
for my taste.
Stop me if I'm getting
out of pocket.
I just feel like the
team here
should be entitled
to the same level of confidence
that you have by knowing
exactly how much plenty is.
Show us.
- Show you.
- Yeah.
We'd love to see.
- I'm afraid you're out
of luck, pal.
- Pal?
Give us the bag.
- I'm not giving you anything.
- You gonna 'Et tu, Brute' me,
if I turn my back?
- It makes sense?
You know, and it would
help me relax, too,
if we could see.
- Stealing from a baby.
Is that it?
- Plenty.
- We're only supposed to be gone
for five minutes.
- How long will that bottle last?
- She eats every 2 to 3 hours.
- When will she need to eat again?
- She is going to need a feeding
in about... a couple-
- How many minutes?
- 10 or 15.
- So quick math for anybody
that didn't bring an abacus,
you're telling me that
we have 2 to 3 hours
before it starts crying
uncontrollably,
those zombies bust
open that door,
stab their fingers into our flesh
and break open our rib cages?
- I'll figure something out.
- Oh, yeah? Like
how to adorn this place
with our guts?
Yeah, I'm sure we'll
figure something out.
- Yeah, we'll think of something.
and well find a way to escape.
- There's no escaping this.
You know that baby's
putting all of us in danger.
- We're already in danger.
- You're one bottle away
from k*lling everybody in here.
Unless you're a wizard
who can make her disappear
in a poof of smoke.
- I'll find a way out.
Found it.
- Found what?
- Our way out.
- What's up?
- Where?
- That air duct.
- We don't know if that goes
anywhere.
- Actually, I'm pretty sure
it leads to the roof.
- How the sh*t do you
know that?
- The air conditioner broke
six months ago, and a repair guy
with gold teeth was up there
stomping around for, like,
two weeks while he fixed it. So,
yeah. Pretty sure the
unit's up there.
- So, you know the air duct layout
because a guy had a ham
sandwich on the roof one time.
- Basically.
- Excuse me.
Gonna save everyone
real quick.
- I hope you're right.
- I can watch her for a bit
if you want.
- Sure.
That's a good spot right there.
- So what do we think?
- I think we need to get
that grate off.
- Okay.
Good?
- You know what?
Maybe you get on my shoulders,
and then I'll be on the toilet.
- Alright, shoulder-ride!
Okay, lets do it.
Oh. Okay.
- Okay.
- It's pretty flush
against the ceiling.
- Here.
Try these.
- Okay.
No. Go.
- Okay.
- Here ya go.
- Thanks.Coming down.
You guys doing okay?
Thanks.
- You got it.
Damn.
Okay.
Put me down.
- Okay.
Coming down.
- Hey, do you have a screwdriver
or a nail file?
- I mostly chew.
Oh! I have a stupid little,
ummm...
pocket knife! Its umm-
It's in my bag
behind the counter, so
Sorry.
Hey you don't happen to have a
multi-tool or something, do you?
- Yeah. I've been holding out
on you this whole time.
- What's wrong with him?
- Any luck?
Mister?
- Hey, man!
you all right?
No!
I just fixed it!
- Hey, I need to borrow that
microphone.
- No. You put lies in it.
- No, I won't, I promise.
I just want to use it
as a screwdriver
so we can remove that grate.
Cmon, let me help you up.
- No, you'll drop me.
- Okay.
Someone else, then.
- Oh, don't- Don't look at me.
Roid Rage jacked my neck.
Hi. My name is Annabelle.
What's your name?
- It's me.
Harry.
- Hi, Harry.
It's nice to meet you.
You look like someone
who could really help.
- They wont help.
We gotta do it ourselves.
- Okay!
Not him.
Hes crazy.
- It's probably for the best.
- His head was bleeding earlier.
Keep your balance.
I dont want you to fall
if he passes out.
- It's okay.
Im good up top.
Whoa!
- It's the concussion.
Let's get you down.
- No.
- Hey, are you all right?
- Yeah. I'm good.
Awake.
Harry, you good?
Sorry.
Might take a minute, but
it looks like once we get that
great off, we'll have our way out.
- Then what?
- Then we will get reception.
We'll be able to call for help.
- Cops sound pretty busy there.
- Well, then we'll call
someone else.
- Who?
- I don't know, someone's crazy
uncle with the rocket launcher.
All right,
but once we get up on that roof,
then we can escape
and get down to our cars
and get away.
- Get away to where? We're
just going to die in the alley.
- Kay. Keep steady,
Harry. You're doing great.
- What's your deal, man?
- One down, three to go.
- My deal is it's the
zombie apocalypse.
There's no place to go.
- The world isn't over.
- You didn't see it.
You don't know.
- Okay,
I get a sense that it's bad,
but it can't be bad everywhere.
And don't say it is,
because that's something
you don't know.
- Two paths of speculation.
I'm just trying to keep
everybody honest.
- Whatever floats your boat.
- Yeah,
well, it certainly
isn't your boomer idioms.
- Okay, that hurts my feelings,
but we're about to get
out of this bathroom.
And once we get up on that roof,
we never have to agree
on anything ever again.
- Uh. I took a scooter here.
Can one of you guys
give me a ride
to my parents house?
- Where do you live?
- Which way are you going?
- Just... tell me where you live.
- The hills.
- Yeah. Good luck with that.
I'm going back to Channel 8.
Theyll know exactly what's going on
and what's being done about it.
- Can I get a ride with you?
- It's not really-
- God. You're gonna leave me?
- No, I'm not.
Of course not.
Of course you can. Come with us.
We are all in this together.
All of us.
Okay. Halfway there.
- Oh, crap.
Harry, I think your head's
bleeding again.
Hold on.
Put me down for a minute.
I don't want to hurt you.
One sec.
You okay?
- You guys all right?
Harry?
Wait! Wait! No!
No!
- We should
spread out and look for
weapons so we could fight.
- I dont understand.
If she doesnt eat
shell cry!
Is that good?
Good.
Help Me!
I cant hold him
much longer!
- I gotta keep them from getting in!
Any day we've only got one hinge
on this b*tch!
Hey can you a pacifier
out of the bag.
- You k*lled him.
His brainss are all over
the floor.
- Brie, please help!
- Shut the baby up!
- I'm trying.
I just- I can't-
I can't touch her or hold anything!
- Better think of something quick
because we don't have any place
to hide.
- Here I am!
Where's Dada?
Here's Dada!
Where's Dada?
There I am!
Where's Dada?
Peekaboo!
Good girl.
So you were saying something
about zombies not being real?
- Yeah. It's crazy.
One just tried to k*ll me and
you stood there and did nothing.
- Actually, I was holding
the door shut.
- I had a zombie on top of me.
- Yes, I understand that.
But if they break the door down,
then well be dealing with many
monsters instead of just one.
- Oh, when you say we, you mean
I'd be dealing with one, right?
- Yes. And I had to trust
that you could handle it.
And you did.
We all have a part to
play in our survival.
Did you notice that mid-
attack the zombies
ignored you to go after
the baby.
- They were going after whoever
was being the loudest.
- When she cries, she's
the only target.
- They want all of us.
- They want her the most.
- I recommend you stop
talking about her.
- Or what?
- Or I stop being so friendly.
- Alrighty, I was just
coming to see if I was
seeing things straight.
But you're clearly not
in the mood
for rational conversation.
- We're getting out that air duct.
Stick to the program.
-Okie-dokie.
Do we have to smash her head in
so she doesn't reanimate?
- You can't bring people back
from the dead.
We should probably move
the bodies.
- I can't
Ill puke.
- Oh, I'm not moving em.
Not risking infection.
- He's dead.
- Yea and h e tried to k*ll you.
Everything crispy?
- Yeah.
Just need to get that grate off
the air duct.
- Cant.
Ol dearly departed compound
fractured
my neck. Remember?
- I'm not asking you to lift.
I'll lift you up.
- I can't look up.
- Brie, you ready to get out of here?
-You're mad at me.
-No, I'm not mad at you.
- No, I couldn't help you
and now you hate me.
- I don't hate.
You know, even if I did,
we still have to get
that grate off. Okay?
- Once we get it off you're
going to leave me
and I can't get into the air
duct by myself.
- Look.
Brie.
When Annabelle was
getting attacked,
she was crawling out
from under here.
She looked right at me.
And she said please.
She needed my help and I
stood there
and I did nothing.
Now, today really sucks.
And I can't get mad at you for
doing the same thing that I did.
But we're one screw away
from freedom,
and you're the only one
who can get us there.
So, what do you say?
You ready to save us all?
- I'll do my best.
I guess.
All right, I'll boost you up
well get
that grate off.
Here we go.
Hey, just try to focus
on the screwdriver and that
last screw, okay? You got this.
-Alright. Okay.
No. Nope, I- I- I-
I- It's stupid.
I can't it's too.
- Just try to think about
something else.
- Oh, yeah?
Why didn't I think of that?
- Oh, come on,
what would you watch on TV
after a long day
when you want to take your
mind off of things?
- True crime and serial
k*ller documentaries?
- Let me see.
- I'm not even like, that
nervous they just won't stop shaking.
That's weird. Right?
- I know these shakes.
- Your wife?
- Not this time.
My hands.
The day the doctors first
handed me my baby.
- You were scared you were
gonna drop her or something?
I was like you.
I wasn't logical in my brain.
And I knew what I was supposed
to do, but I just shook.
- So what did you do?
- You wouldn't believe me.
- Yes, I would.
- Nah. It's stupid.
- How stupid can it be?
You're, like, professionally
serious.
- Whoa! I wasn't always a CPA.
- No? What were you before
you were an accountant?
- Happy?
So, what I did with my hands
is I clapped them together
and I clenched them between
my butt cheeks.
- No, you didn't.
- No, I didn't.
- Oh, my God, how did that work?
- You ready?
Whoa!
So, what did you do then?
- Oh. What do you mean?
- With the baby, once you
stopped shaking.
- Oh, well, at first I didn't
understand why
they were handing her to me.
And then she was just there and
she wasn't crying or anything.
She let out a little cough and
then I stopped crying.
And...
my whole
world was full of love
and panic,
and I was just
holding her there. This
beautiful little wrinkly sack.
And she had her eyes open.
She's taking it all in.
And in that moment,
I realized that
I'm her dad.
Oh, yes.
Nice!
Good work, Brie!
- Yes.
Oh, yeah.
- Nice work.
- Yeah!
You gonna help me up or what?
- My neck.
- Hilarious.
Yeah, I'm out of here!
Push! Push!
Yea, greatest idea ever.
- Keep your voice down.
- Im not fitting in that
stupid piece of sh*t.
- You sure?
Yes, I'm pretty certain
I dont fit as Im
still standing here with my
thumb up my an*s.
- At least that fits.
- Really?
Did you fit?
- Yep, it was great.
- How's it looking?
- Fantastic.
I even had time to stop and
get a Reuben and everything
Brie.
You ready to try?
- Uh. wait-
And then what?
She fits and then
just leaves?
- No, she gets to the roof
with my baby and then she
finds help for us.
- On the roof?
- Yeah, on the roof.
- What makes you think
that she can find any help?
What makes you think that
there's
any help out there to find?
- Okay, we can argue
about the futility
of my plan all we want
after she escapes with my baby.
Got it?
Alright. Everything clear?
- Yeah, everything except the part
about the pacifier.
Got a instruction manual
for that?
- Now, remember, I drive
a blue compact.
It's parked on the other side
of the building.
Look for the carseat.
And use the key fob in case
anything goes awry.
Use my car to escape.
Alright?
Now.
Once you get up there, I'm
going to hand youthe baby bag
and then the baby.
Remember, the carrier is not
going to fit,
so I have to be really careful
during the handoff.
- Of course.
I'll find help.
- I know.
- Thoughts and prayers.
- Thanks.
- Sure hope the baby doesn't cry
when it's hungry
in like 20 minutes.
- What the hell are you doing?
-Im wishing our friend,
Brie, here
good luck. She's going
to need it.
- Why the hell would
you say that?
- What?
Is she not going to
need help when the
baby starts crying and
the zombie swarm her?
- Well, think she'll use my car
and get away.
- Yeah, maybe.
Just seems like a lot
of responsibility
for a young person.
Sure, shed make
it on her own
But, with the baby?
I don't know. Seems pretty.
sketch.
- Listen to me very carefully.
- What if the baby does cry?
Are the zombies really
going to come after me?
- No.
- Ah. Youve seen it.
She's a zombie magnet.
All they want is her.
Plus, itd be your fault
if she died.
Brie, you have to go.
You're the only one who fits.
- I- I- can't take your baby.
- Okay, okay, fine.
Alright. you-
You just go by yourself
and you find help,
and you bring them back.
Alright? Go on your own.
- I'll mess it up.
- No, Brie, you won't.
You are gonna get through
that air duct.
You're going to get on the roof,
you're going to find help
and you're going to
bring them to us.
- I can't, I'll be alone!
- You can. Brie.
You can.
Look, none of us want it
to be the way that it is.
And I know it's a lot,
but you can do this.
She needs you.
Okay, Brie?
You can do this.
- Alright,
I'll try.
Oh, thank God!
- Im on it!
- What?!
What are you doing?
Get up!
Please!
I got her!
Go! Go- Go now!
In the Big Rock
Candy Mountains
There's a land thats
fair and bright.
Where gumdrops grow on bushes
and we stay out every night.
with the birds and the bees
and the cinnamon trees
and the big lemonade springs,
bluebird sings,
It's the Big Rock
Candy Mountains.
Holy moly, you're hardcore.
Leaving her melon in the lou.
- She was dead before
I k*lled her.
- That is two you've
dispatched
so we don't have to
make it mushy,
but, credit
where credit is due.
- My hands are.
-Oh, yeah. No-
No problem.
Good job!
Everything crispy?
- Yeah.
She was just my friend.
Are you, uh-
- Um, yea. I uhh-
I just
hurt my hand, when I was
yanking it on the chain.
She likes you.
- Yeah.
No, it's
strange
protecting her.
Like I didn't
even think about it.
My body just decided for me.
- I know the feeling.
- I know it's dangerous, but,
I'll take her with me,
to the roof.
I'll get help, and...
protect her.
- Brie.
Be good for her.
- She's great.
Alright. Now just
hop up on my back and
we'll get you up there.
- No, it's going to be too hard
to get off your shoulders.
- No, it'll be easier if you
just get on my shoulders.
- No, just brace my foot.
- Okay. Alright.
- What the hell?
- Hey, show me your hand
for a sec.
- Um, sure, let me get her up
real quick.
- No.
Show me before.
- What's going on?
He just- He doesnt want
you to escape.
- Just show me your hand and
we'll put her right up there.
What's going on with your hand?
- Nothing, okay?
- The other hand.
- I told you,
I hurt it on the chain
when I was k*lling the zombie
to save you guys.
- Don't touch him.
Take the tie off.
Oh my God!
- You're infected? You as*h*le,
youd just k*ll us all, huh?
- No! I was trying to get her in
the baby up there. Away from me.
- And what about me?
You just totally
okay k*lling me?
- What do you want me to do?
We still get them up.
- No offense, but my life
is also important.
- Lets stick to the plan.
- Whoa!
- No.
Just give us some space.
- No.
Cmon, guys, let's do it!
I haven't turned yet.
I'm not dangerous.
We just have to hurry.
- No, no, no, you're
just trying to get rid
of our only guaranteed way
out of this.
- What do you mean?
Maybe I should go.
I can get help.
- No, you won't get help.
But not before he turns
into a zombie and kills me.
We got to face facts and escape
the only way possible.
- There's no guaranteed escape.
- Wrong.
- That air duct is our best bet.
- The best plan is we put
the baby in the air duct,
let her start crying and use her
zombie bait.
- How could you say that?
- We can't do that,
can we?
- Listen to me.
When she cries that's all
they care about it.
When they break in and
come for her, they'll ignore us
and we run right out that door.
- This is insane.
You can't possibly think
that I'll let you k*ll my baby
so you can escape.
- I didn't say that.
I didn't see anything like that.
If we're lucky, they won't
even be able to get to her.
You can come back and save her.
- Brie. We don't need him.
I can get you up on that roof
by ourselves.
- No! Just...
stay back. Stay back.
- Please. Just take my baby.
- Here's my offer.
k*ll yourself.
k*ll yourself and I promise
I will help Brie and your baby
up into the air duct
so they can go for help.
- No way. No way.
How do I know that you won't
just use my baby as bait anyway?
- How are you trying to
negotiate right now?
- I'm a dead man.
What have I got to lose?
Okay, okay.
I'll k*ll myself if I know
that Brie and my baby
are safe in that air duct.
- You just said you had
nothing to lose.
What's to stop you
from k*lling me
as soon as you get
what you want?
- You're right, you're right,
I lied. And-
And I'm dangerous. I'm
gonna change at any moment.
And Brie?
This is the only moment
that we can guarantee
that you can get up there
before I change.
- Okay.
- Don't do it.
- I'll do it just as soon as
I know you're up there
saving my baby.
- You'll do it?
Once I'm up there, Ill-
I'll watch and make
sure he does it
Oh! Uhh..
Oh sh*t. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay. Sorry. I'm sorry,
I'm sorry.
You think I'm gonna let
you k*ll me?
- You don't have to-
- That baby is the only
one who can save us!
I don't know about the
zombies but
me and Brie
are getting the hell
out of here!
You...
wouldnt...
- I would.
You k*lled him.
- I had to.
It was self-defense.
- You lied to us.
- Im sorry.
That was wrong of me.
- Don't!
Back up.
Don't.
- Brie.
I'm infected, and I'm going
to transform at any moment.
But we still have enough time
to get you and my baby
up in that air duct.
Okay, are you alright?
Ready?
One. Two. Three.
Okay.
Hi, baby. Alright.
Okay, Brie. Just reach down
and grab her.
- I'm sorry.
- What?!
- I can't take your baby.
- Yes, you can just-
just reach down and grab her.
She's right there.
- No, I'm sorry, I-
She's going to cry, and I-
I don't want to die.
Brie, please. Brie!
Please!
You have to take her.
- No. Get off!
- Just take her!
- Get off me!
- Brie, no-no-no-no!
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have
done that. Please.
Please, just take her.
Take her. Don't take me.
Don't bring anyone else
back. Just take her, please.
- She likes you.
She really likes you.
Brie, please?
Please!
You told me youd keep her safe.
You said you keep her safe.
Brie.
Are you there?
Brie?
Shes just a baby.
She's just a baby.
Think of something.
Think of something, Iverson.
Think of something!
Not like this.
Not like this.
You want to be loud?
I can be loud. Let's go!
I can bang on the door, too.
I can do that too.
You heard her, don't you?
It's gonna be a lot harder
than you think.
Bad day to be a zombie
if you ask me!
Yeah.
No no no no no no no no no no.
Hey- hey it's okay, it's
okay, it's okay, it's okay.
No no no no no no no.
Hey! Grandma!
I'm a grandma, okay?
All the better to
see you with!
Oh, Grandma!
What big hands you have.
All the better to
hold you with.
Oh, Grandma.
What a horribly big mouth
you have.
All the better to eat
you with!
Om-nom nom nom nom nom-
Ahhh!
Om-nom nom nom nom nom nom-
Om-nom nom nom nom nom nom-
It's okay.
Just a little bit further.
Hold on, baby.
God, oh!
Oh. Oh!
It'll be okay.
Just couldnt invite me to
the damn links.
I have to,
No.
No!
Nooooo!
Come to daddy.
Whos next?
Carla?
- Iverson?
- I knew youd make it.
- Not soon enough.
- Soon enough for her.
You're gonna want to grab her
bag in there.
- Hey!
Where do you live?
Her mother needs
to see she's okay.
- They never got to meet.
Heads up.
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