Dawn Of The Dead

611 On the TV, the commotion still rages. Stephen and Fran stare at
the tube, hardly believing what they see. The scientist is
shouting above the din. He is nervous. He wipes his brow with
his sleeve…

Scientist: WE’VE GOT TO REMAIN UNEMOTIONAL…UNEMOTIONAL…
RATIONAL…LOGICAL…TACTICAL! TACTICAL!

612 Steve: THEY’RE CRAZY…THEY’RE CRAZY…

Fran: IT’S REALLY…ALL OVER, ISN’T IT…

BLAM! The loud roar of Peter’s gun from the next room. Fran
startles and falls into Stephen’s arms.

613 Roger’s corpse is dumped on top of the stack of bodies in the
Bank vault. His eyes stare with a puzzled expression. The arms
and legs of the other bodies make the room look like a
Renaissance Painting of hell itself. There is the familiar
gunshot wound in Roger’s forehead.

The heavy door of the vault closes with a metallic slam which
echoes through out the mall.

614 A small puppy lifts its leg and urinates on a table.

Fran: ADAM! NO NO!

The woman’s hands reach into frame and grab the little animal.
She carries it through the room and drops it on some papers laid
out in an unused part of the storage area.

Fran’s stomach is big now, her pregnancy evident. She wipes her
brow like an exhausted housewife, and shuffles back into the
living area. She fumbles with the sheets on the double mattress
which she and Steve obviously share. There is an end table near
the bed, with a reading light. Books lie strewn around, along
with magazines and half drunk cups of coffee.

615 In the sitting room, we see a scene which could be comfortable
suburban. The furniture is neatly arranged. There is a small
portable stove which operates on bottled gas, a refrigerator,
and cabinets with dishes and silverware.

616 There is a modern calendar on the wall, which has three months
crossed off. There are a variety of radio and TV units and a
stereo record player. There are even decorations: paintings
hung, knick knacks on the tables. The room almost looks like a
wealthy man’s den, with all the gadget-oriented affluence.

617 In the Department Store, Stephen wanders about. He fiddles with
a new supersonic calculator and he looks at adult games.

618 On the roof, in the bright sun of early morning, Peter plays
tennis against one of the shed walls. He’s dressed in a new
sweat suit with brightly coloured Addidas sneakers. He has a
sleek new racquet, slamming phosphorescent balls with all his
might. His face is set in what is almost anger. He attacks each
shot with determination and emotion.

619 One of his shots misses the shed. The ball bounces and banks off
the lip of the roof, then it tumbles over the edge.

620 In the parking lot below, the ball hits the pavement. It bounces
several times, rolling off among the feet of the army of Zombies
wandering this way and that through the area.

621 The creatures mob around the trucks at the main entrances. They
moan and gurgle, clawing at the building. There seem to be
hundreds of them, all different ages, sexes, shapes. Some
clothed, some naked, some wounded, some almost untouched.

622 Now Fran, the pregnant housewife, is cooking supper.

623 The men play cards with hundred dollar bills in the living space.

624 The three sit around the dinner table, just finishing their
supper. The TV set is on, but only grey snow fills the screen
and the speaker hisses as it receives no signal.

Fran: THERE HASN’T BEEN A BROADCAST FOR THREE DAYS.
WHY DON’T YOU GIVE IT UP?

Steve: THEY MIGHT COME BACK ON.

Fran angrily throws down her silverware and stomps over to the
TV. She clicks it off. The woman returns to the table.

Steve stands up and moves to the set. He clicks it back on.
Peter watches the two sheepishly. It is a domestic scene. The
group has become a family, with all the disadvantages of
comfortable living, including the inability to communicate.

Fran: WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO OURSELVES?

625 The thunderous roar of the helicopter engine. The machine is
hovering over the roof of the mall.

626 Fran is at the controls. Steve sits in the passenger seat.

Steve: OK, NOW EASY…EASY…BRING ‘ER DOWN…

627 The whirlybird starts down for the roof. It is somewhat
unstable, but it eases down regularly.

628 In the cockpit, a flustered Fran manages to handle the controls.

Steve: EASY…STABILISE IT…THAT’S IT…

The woman reacts efficiently. She handles the controls better as
The chopper’s runners are just about on the roofs surface.

Steve: THAT’S IT…THAT’S IT…YOU GOT IT!

629 The runners hit the roof surface and the chopper settles.

630 Fran throws her arms impulsively around Stephen’s neck.

Steve: YOU DID IT…YOU DID IT, HON…YOU DID IT…

The woman excitedly hugs and kisses Stephen with childish joy.
She is bubbling.

631 Seen from a great distance, the helicopter atop the mall looks
very small. Its engine dies and begins to whine.

632 A pair of binoculars is watching the action. The lenses pull
away from a pair of beady eyes.

Voice: THEY MUST GET IN THROUGH THE ROOF.

Voice: SON OF A BITCH!

Voice: THERE’S TRUCKS BLOCKIN’ ALL THE ENTRANCES.

Voice: NO SWEAT!

Voice: WHAT DO YA THINK? HIT ‘EM NOW OR WAIT
FOR TONIGHT?

Voice: TONIGHT.

633 We see the short wave radio speaker installed in the living
space near the TV. A voice rattles over the unit:

Voice: WE KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE…SEEN THE WHIRLYBIRD
ON THE ROOF.

634 Fran steps to the doorway attracted by the signal. Peter sits at
the radio, not knowing whether to send. Steve listens.

Voice: HEY, ER…COULD YA USE SOME COMPANY IN THERE?

Steve is about to say something. Peter stops him.

Voice: WE’RE JUST RIDIN’ BY…WE COULD SURE USE
SOME SUPPLIES…WHAT’S THE CHANCE US
GETTIN’ IN THERE TO STOCK UP?

Peter listens intently, trying to read the voice’s inflections.

Voice: HOW MANY OF YOU IN THERE, ANYWAY…THERE’S
THREE OF US. COULDN’T YA USE THREE MORE GUNS?

Peter: RAIDERS.

Fran: WELL, THEY KNOW WE’RE HERE, MAYBE WE SHOULD…

Peter: (cutting her off)
NO CHANCE.

The little puppy scrambles up to Fran’s feet, seeking attention.
She picks the little dog up in her arms.

Fran: WELL, IF THERE’S ONLY THREE OF THEM…

Peter: WHO SAYS?

There’s a long silence. The radio sputters static. Voices are
heard, but they aren’t speaking into the microphone. They are
obviously conferring among themselves. Steve starts to speak,
Peter cuts him off.

Peter: SHHHH! QUIET!

He is trying to hear the muffled conversation.

Fran: I THINK WE SHOULD…

Peter: JESUS CHRIST, SHUT UP AND LISTEN!

More static. Slight laughter is heard. Steve looks into Peter’s
face. The bug trooper just stares at the speaker without moving.
Finally, the voice again.

Voice: HEY…YOU IN THE MALL…YOU JUST FUCKED UP
REAL BAD! WE DON’T LIKE PEOPLE WHO DON’T SHARE.

Instantly Peter grabs his weapon and straps on his holster.

Peter: COME ON, MAN…GET IT UP.

635 Under the cover of darkness, a pair of hands stores a microphone
on a portable radio unit. The radio is in a small van which is
cluttered with junk. An arsenal of weapons is strewn about.

636 We see several men, and a few women, huddling inside the van.
They look like banditos. One even wears a Mexican sombrero. The
men are armed to the teeth, wearing ammunition belts criss-
crossed on their chests. They are dirty and sloppily dressed in
all sorts of surplus clothing.

637 Outside, in close-up shots, hands turn controls on big motor-
cycles and feet stomp accelerators. The bikes roar, creating a
thunderous sound. Clouds of dust and fumes rise into the air.

638 Peter and Stephen are running across the mall roof. The roar of
the cycles can be heard in the distance.

639 Reaching the roof’s edge, Peter stares off at the horizon, but
sees nothing. The thunder draws nearer. Peter tries binoculars.

640 Through the lenses are vague shapes in the darkness. As the
sound swells, we see the riders. Their powerful bikes come
charging over a rise…two…then three more…three more…
more…

They are accompanied by two small vans. There are at least
fifteen bikes. The sound is deafening.

641 Peter: JUST THREE, HUH?

Steve: HOLY SHIT!

Peter: THEY’LL GET IN. THEY’LL MOVE THE TRUCKS.

Steve: THERE’S HUNDREDS OF THOSE CREATURES DOWN THERE.

Peter: COME ON, MAN. THIS IS A PROFESSIONAL ARMY.
LOOKS LIKE THEY BEEN SURVIVIN’ ON THE ROAD ALL
THROUGH THIS THING…DAMN! HOW MANY OF THE
STORES ARE OPEN?

Steve: I DUNNO…SEVERAL OF ‘EM…

Peter: WELL LET’S NOT MAKE IT EASY FOR ‘EM…COME ON!

642 The men charge down through the skylight. The roar of the
convoy can now be heard in the living space.

Fran is desperate. Steve rushes by her with Peter, who crashes
on ahead through the door onto the firestairs.

Fran: WHAT’S HAPPENING?

Steve: THERE’S FIFTEEN OR TWENTY OF ‘EM…
WE’RE GONNA SHUT OFF THE GATES.

Fran: STEPHEN!

Steve: WE’RE JUST GONNA SHUT THE GATES.
THEY’LL NEVER FIND US UP HERE.

The man disappears through the stairway door. Fran drops the
puppy which goes running after the men floppily.

Fran thinks to chase the dog, but instead moves to the storage
area and snatches her weapons. She starts to load her rifle.

643 Outside, the convoy makes a pass at one of the trucks. In the
darkness the Zombies clutch at the fast bikes. The raiders
fire their guns, dropping several of the creatures.

The mob of creatures is impenetrable at first. The raiders
leader signals the convoy to drop back across the parking lot.
Some raiders have trouble keeping balance as Zombies claw them.

644 The lead bikes pull up on the other side of the lot.

Raider: THEY’LL SPREAD OUT COMIN’ AFTER US…
THEN WE GO IN WITH THE VAN…

645 The other bikes ride to the leaders. A van pulls in and two
bikers scramble aboard through the side doors. One of the women
jumps into the driver’s seat and revs the engine.

646 The Zombies are starting to move out after the convoy. The mob
at the mall entrance is thinning somewhat.

647 In the mall, Peter drops from the grill in the exterior corridor.
He charges out and into the Maintenance corridor, where he
breaks for the mall proper. He is followed by Stephen.

Peter: (shouting)
DOWNSTAIRS FIRST…

Steve: OK…

Peter: GOT YOUR TALK BOX?

Steve: YEAH.

Peter: KEEP IS HANDY.

648 Outside, the Raiders’ van revs and roars towards the mall. The
bikers stay at the other side of the lot, engines idling. Some
of them whoop and holler like American Indians.

649 The van crashes through the advancing Zombies. Several of them
are knocked flying. The vehicle pulls up to the truck cab. Three
men pile out and scramble into the truck. The Zombies in the
area clutch at the raiders, but they fight their way clear. The
woman in the van revs the engine again. Zombies claw at her
window. She squeals back to the main biker group.

650 The Zombies in the parking lot are approaching the ranks of
motorcycles from a good distance. The raiders open fire. They,
too, possess sophisticated weapons, the barrage sets up a great
noise. Several creatures fall. The little van pulls up behind
the bikes. The men still whoop and shout.

651 On the floor on the mall, Peter and Steve dash about slamming
roll gates down on the open stores. They run desperately through
the empty concourses. They hear the din from outside.

652 At the trailer cab, a raider fires point blank at the Zombies
that claw at the passenger window. Another man checks cables.

Raider: SHIT…IT’S STILL TAPED UP…IT’S ALL READY
FOR US…

The man sits at the wheel, revving the engine. Ghouls at
windows.

653 Inside, the men hear the truck starting. Steve slams down the
Pharmacy gate. Peter is already running to the Department
Store. The big Trooper crashes up the escalator to the second
floor aisles. Steve breaks for the open Hardware Store.

654 The huge trailer rolls away from the mall entrance. A shout of
victory goes up from the raiders. The Zombies at the door do not
yet enter the mall, their focus on the raiders now. From other
entrances Zombies start converging on the parking lot.

655 Across the lot, the bikers rev their engines ready to make a run
on the building. The raiders in the truck hop from the cab. They
run to the doors, shooting Zombies at they move. Some creatures
fall, others claw at the runners. One raider is brought down by
the ghouls. His friends pay no attention.

656 One gunman slams into the mall doors to find they are locked.
He levels his machine gun on the locks and rips open the
mechanism. The men push through the doors. The little alarm
units are knocked flying sending out a high pitched signal.

657 Peter is just slamming down the gates on the balcony when he
hears the alarms go off.

658 One of the raiders hears the gates rumbling. He looks up and
sees Peter running by the railing upstairs. He fires with his
machine gun.

659 Peter dives, sliding across the balcony. The bullets miss him
and he crawls around the balcony just out of sight from below.

660 Steve has just slammed down the Hardware Store gate, and makes a
dash for the Department Store.

661 The raiders spot him as well, and open fire.

662 Steve runs zip-zag and dives into the big store, where he ducks
into the shadows leaving the gate open.

663 Peter, at the balcony railing, levels his super-gun on the
bikers.

664 One accurate shot fires and a raider falls with a giant wound in
his chest.

665 The last raider at the doors ducks out of Peter’s sight.

666 Steve now charges the roll gate and slams it shut on the store.

667 The bikers toward the building. Zombies scatter on the lot.

668 Just as the bikers are reaching the building, the raider inside
rushes the doors. He holds them open as the big fleet of
rumbling cycles comes screaming into the building.

669 Steve is in awe, watching from the Department Store grid.

670 The cycles pull down the concourse and Zombies lumber in after
them. The raider at the door is grabbed by a Zombie. Then
another. He manages to fight away.

671 Peter, shooting above, downs the raider and one of the ghouls.

672 The main band of bikers hear the gunfire and pull down a side
concourse to regroup. They make their turn close to the
Department Store and Steve backs into he shadows.

673 Peter moves down the balcony as Zombies are clamouring back to
the big concourses. Peter’s eyes are wide at the invasion.

674 Upstairs, Fran hears the noises. She is at the top of the
firestair, weapons ready. On the landing below, the puppy
scamper and barks. Fran calls the dog, but it doesn’t listen.

675 The bikes arc around and several pull up to the Dept. Store.

Raider: ALRIGHT…COUPLE OF YOU HOLD OFF THEM ZOMBIES…
CHARLIE?…HIT THE GATES…WE GOTTA GET THAT
SNIPER.

The leader rolls out. Others follow. Peter fires and drops a
raider, his bikes flying into the approaching Zombies.

676 The action is too fast and furious. Neither Peter or Steve can
see the whole layout of the concourse.

677 The lead bikers pulls out of range behind a set of columns. A
couple of bikers dismount and start up the stationary stairs.

678 Steve talks into his walkie talkie:

Steve: THEY’RE COMIN’ UP, PETER…THEY’RE COMIN’
UP THE STAIRS.

679 Peter moves to another spot on the balcony.

680 Suddenly the raiders at the Dept. Store door turn a machine
gun on the roll gate locks. One flies open…another…

681 Steve runs into the store, about to charge up the escalator when
he realises he’ll be in the line of fire. he runs to the
elevator, hits a button, and starts for the second floor.

682 Peter fires and drops one of the charging men on the balcony.
The other takes cover. Just as Peter is changing position, the
lights in the building blink out…the escalators stop… the
power has gone off.

683 Upstairs, Fran is alone in total darkness. Below, she hears the
puppy still barking. She starts carefully down the steps.

684 In the stuck elevator, Steve gropes and fumbles for his talk box.

Steve: PETER…PETER…

685 The big trooper charges through the darkness to the Maintenance
corridor, ignoring the buzzing on his talk unit.

686 The raiders on the balcony approach quickly, ducking against the
walls occasionally for cover.

687 The other bikers spill into the Dept. Store, raiding the
counters and raping the displays. They throw things into sacks
while others move to different stores and shoot off roll gate
locks. They raid the arsenal in the Sporting Goods store.

688 The main pack of bandits are holding off the Zombies. The
creatures charge with new vigour. Some raiders fall and the
ghouls pounce on them, ripping flesh with teeth and hands.

689 The van pulls up outside the doors and two bikers ride out to
it, loading supplies into it. The Zombies are everywhere, but
the actions of the professional looters befuddle them.

690 Several creatures move onto the balcony. One Zombie pounces the
raider Peter shot and tears at his body.

691 As remaining raiders appear at the mouth of the corridor, Peter
opens fire, killing the lead raider with a clean shot in the
heart. The man flies back over the railing, falling to the
concourse below where Zombies attack it. The other raider falls
back against the wall.

692 Peter dashes into the Maintenance Room and rushes to throw the
emergency power switch.

693 The portable emergency light units blink on all over the mall.

694 Steve, who has crawled through the escape hatch of the elevator,
suddenly feels the car move. He grabs onto the cables but his
hands slip from grease and his rifle falls down and wedges
between the wall of the shaft and the moving car.

Suddenly, the car stops again, and Steve sees through the
escape hatch as light spills in as the main elevator doors open.
He thinks to jump down, but hears raiders below.

695 Two of the big, greasy bandits charge into the car. They whoop
and shout as they see the open escape hatch.

696 Steve settles back out of sight against the wall.

697 Raider: COME ON, MAN…LET’S GO…

The other raider whoops loudly and fires a barrage of bullets
into the escape hatch.

698 The shells bang and clatter in the shaft and ricochet off the
walls and gears. A shell nicks Stephen’s arm, but he is silent.

699 Finally, the barrage stops. The raiders charge back to the
store.

700 Other bandits battle with Zombies. The men crash through
stores, collecting weapons, ammunition, tools, clothes, food.

701 Bikers shuttle goods out to the side doors of the van. The
woman in the front seat is ready with giant pistols. Zombies
try to pound their way in, but they cannot succeed.

702 In the mall, another biker drops to the Zombies. They pounce
on him and start devouring his screaming body.

703 Several creatures now wander through the Department Store,
having entered from the second storey gate. They move through
aisles knocking against displays. One grabs a mannequin thinking
it human, throws the dummy aside roughly.

704 The raider on the balcony is approached by several Zombies. He
runs down the corridor to the Maintenance office. Peter is gone.
Breaking into the various empty offices, the raider comes to the
fake wall panel and assumes it goes nowhere. Then he hears the
faint barking of the dog. He checks the panel again by running
his hand along the edge.

Suddenly a sound in the corridor and the raider turns. There
are three ghouls coming. He fires and knocks off the ghouls one
at a time and runs onto the balcony.

705 Bikes roar this way and that. It is a war zone.

706 The man is about to run downstairs when he hears a noise above.
He spins and looks up. He sees Peter just too late.

707 The big Trooper, in an open ceiling grid, aims his super-gun
squarely at the raider’s head. The gun roars and the man flies.

708 Below, the raiders are starting to regroup. The bikes begin to
peel out of the mall entrance one at a time.

709 Another raider is snatched off his machine by the Zombies.

710 The bikers toss a last bit of booty in the van and the woman
driver gets ready to pull out. She lowers her window and fires
point blank at the heads of the clutching creatures.

711 The last wave of raiders is at the first floor entrance. The
Zombies are mobbing around the bikes outside. The men shoot and
beat their way to the cycles. One man is brought down, but three
manage to mount their cycles. The big bikes roar out.

712 Peter is crawling through the ductwork. Just as he opens a grid,
he sees the last bike rolling across the concourse. He levels
off with his scope.

713 He shoots one raider out of the saddle. Two others get out.

714 Regrouping in the lot, the band of twenty is now seven or eight.

715 One last cyclist revs his engine and roars through the
concourse. He dodges several ghouls and heads for the entrance.
He is the leader. The one who was on the radio. He whoops
victorious just as he is about to drive through the doors.

716 Peter leans out of the grid work and settles the cross-hairs on
the back of the riders head. He waits as the biker roars out
onto the lot. The rider lets out one last victorious shout in
the fresh air. Peter’s scope is locked on the riders back and
the super-gun roars. The biker is blown off his machine.

717 The bike flies into a pack of Zombies. Some fall back, but
others advance on the rider. The man rolls over the cement,
stops, not dead yet. He screams wildly as they move onto him.

718 The other bikers move off in the night and the engines fade
away.

719 The puppy stops barking. Fran is tense in the darkness clutching
her rifle. She stands on the now silent landing.

720 In the parking lot and main concourse the Zombies move freely.
They fight over the remains of the corpses. They eat ravenously,
the sounds of their feast the only thing in the area.

721 Peter peers down at the slaughter below from the ductwork.
Suddenly he hears the beeper of his talk unit, hits the button.

Steve: PETER!

Peter: WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?

Steve: IN THE ELEVATOR!

Peter: LISTEN, THOSE THINGS ARE ALL OVER THE PLACE.
CLIMB UP TOP…I’LL GET YOU OUT THE GRID ON
THE SHAFT…I’M COMIN.

Peter starts to crawl through the ducts.

722 Steve hits the second floor button and the car moves. He
clamours up on the hand rail on the car. His hands reach up and
grab the escape hatch pulling his head and shoulders out the
opening. He kicks with his legs to force himself up when the car
stops. He sees the grid in the shaft wall.

723 Suddenly, the car doors open on the second storey and abruptly
several Zombies dart into the car. They claw at Steve’s legs and
pull him out of the hatch. He screams, thrashes violently.

724 In the duct, Peter hears the screams. He stops and listens for a
moment. He backs away heading for the Maintenance corridor.

725 In the elevator, Steve thrashes with all his might. The ghouls
try to pull him out of the car while the elevator doors open and
close repeatedly against the creatures which block it.

A Zombie bites Steve’s arm, another bites his neck. The man
scrambles to unholster his gun. Although he is bleeding
profusely, he finally pulls his gun and fires…once…twice…

726 Peter is dropping out of the washroom duct. He hears the pistol
shots and realises Steve is not dead. He thinks about climbing
back in the grid, but stops. He punches at the wall violently.
He is angry and confused.

727 Again the pistol roars and rips through a Zombie head, flying
out of the elevator. The doors still slam against the last
creature and Steve fires. The Zombie flies back and the doors
finally close.

728 Outside, Zombies fall against the elevator doors.

729 Inside, Steve falls to the floor. His neck runs red. His eyes
are wide with terror. He sits stupidly staring at the pistol in
his hand. He finds it hard to breathe.

730 Peter appears at the bottom of the firestair. The puppy runs to
meet him, tails wagging and yapping. He hangs his head as Fran
looks down.

Fran: NO…..NO!

She runs down the steps. The big Trooper catches her bodily as
she is about to charge out into the hall.

Peter: I HEARD HIS GUN…MAYBE HE’S ALRIGHT…WE’LL
WAIT…WE’LL JUST WAIT A WHILE…

731 The mall stands silent in the blue haze of impending dawn.

732 Zombies move through the building freely, walking the halls,
lumbering through the stores.

733 Several creatures still pound and scratch the elevator doors.
As they push each other, one creature inadvertently makes
contact with the elevator call button.

The doors glide open. Steve is standing, his blood dry now.
His eyes are blank as he steps forward. The creatures step
away seeing that he is no longer prey…he is among them now.

The doors slam against Steve and open again. Steve lumbers into
the store down the aisle. Other creatures drift away.

734 Upstairs, Fran is packing her sack slowly and ponderously. Her
face is red from crying.

735 Peter stands at the stair top looking down at the landing.

736 Fran sets the sack down at the escape ladder leading to the
roof. She deliberately goes to fill another sack.

737 On the mall balcony, Stephen’s corpse walks to the Maintenance
corridor. He looks past other wandering Zombies and sees the
fake partition. Something in him remembers. He moves forward.

738 Fran: IT’S ALMOST LIGHT…LET’S GO.

Peter looks at her silently from the stairway door.

Fran: HE DOESN’T ANSWER THE RADIO…IT’S BEEN HOURS…

She starts to cry again.

Fran: FOR GOD SAKE. YOU BETTER COME ON BECAUSE IF
I GET TO THINKIN’ ABOUT THIS, I’LL JUST GO ON
DOWN THERE AND LET THEM…LET THEM…

The puppy suddenly growls. It charges between Peter’s feet and
runs floppily down the steps.

739 In the hallway, Steve pounds at the fake wall. Other creatures
notice and they all move toward the partition.

740 Upstairs, the pounding can be heard. Peter stands stoically,
looking down into the darkness. The dog barks below.

Fran: WHAT IS IT?

Peter: IT’S STEPHEN…THEY’RE COMIN’ UP!

741 With a great crunching noise the partition gives way from the
army of creatures.

742 Peter slams the door. He speaks quietly.

Peter: GO ON…YOU GET OUT OF HERE.

Fran: PETER…

Peter: I SAID…GET OUT OF HERE.

From the firestair, we hear the sudden yelping of the puppy as
it falls victim to the creatures. The sound echoes through the
barren spaces of the storage area.

Fran: OH, JESUS, PETER…PLEASE…

Peter: I DON’T WANT TO GO…I REALLY DON’T…
YOU KNOW THAT? I REALLY DON’T.

743 Suddenly, the door flies open and the creatures lumber into the
living space. Peter stares at them. He smiles slightly. The
creatures advance, led by Stephen.

744 Fran starts to scream.

Fran: STEPHEN…STEPHEN…

She makes a slight move for her lover, but Peter raises his
super-gun and shoots the Zombie through the head.

As Stephen falls, Fran comes up short. The act startles her into
awareness. Peter faces her as the creatures come up behind him.

Peter: MOVE, WOMAN!

745 Fran grabs the sacks and climbs the ladder to the roof.

746 The creatures advance on Peter. He backs away, trying to lead
them from the skylight. They crash through the living space,
upsetting the carefully planned room.

747 On the roof, Fran desperately starts the helicopter engine.

748 Peter backs into the storage room, slamming the door. The
creatures approach the door and the super-gun roars one last
time. The Zombies push through the door and move in for their
feast.

749 Several zombies manage to scramble up the skylight to the roof.

Fran stares, transfixed. The blades roar up to full speed.

The creatures advance toward the machine.

Fran steps out onto the running board; the creatures very close
now. She crouches, watching for a moment, then looks up at the
spinning blades.

She stands straight up, driving her head into the spinning
blades.

A headless form falls to the roof. The Zombies advance.

750 In a wide shot, silhouetted against the dawn sky, we see the
creatures huddled under the chopper blades, feasting on their
last victim.

The credits crawl up.

Just as the credits end…

the engine of the helicopter sputters…

and dies.