Silent Zone

We're looking at a very disturbing live shot here.

According to police sources,

we're dealing with aggressive infected individuals

within the airport premises.

Even after two months,

the pandemic is unstoppable.

Despite the efforts, new cases appear nationwide.

Symptoms can show sometimes within days

or even minutes.

People become uncontrollable raging beasts.

And they're very, very dangerous.

Today, the World Health Organization

officially announced that this is a global pandemic.

We're all going to die!

These people are ill.

They have rights.

And how dare you call them "ferals"?

I say one thing.

Fake news.

The airport quarantine has been breached.

Authorities are asking everyone to stay at home.

Do not go out at this point.

This is real.

This is happening now.

Gun them down, one by one.

We've seen police fleeing the scene

and National Guard soldiers are falling back.

Curfew has been ordered with immediate effect.

Do not try to escape.

Stay where you are and hide.

Duck shot.

So tough.

Ooh.

Hmm.

Getting a little thin on top.

How about a little soap to stimulate the scalp?

Mom?

The y don't be l ieve that the authorities

are capable of controlling the situation.

Shops are closed, public services unavailable,

and panic reigns...

--in s o ciety

and now you want to matter for your own unlawfully...

We can't just shoot them, they're people.

People protecting their fellow citizens

while you are preaching about civil rights in both

Mom?

People, they're not even humans .

Are you out of your goddamn mind?

That is not true and you know it.

We're watching the death of the country

and the only thing that matters to you is all this crap.

Gotcha.

Ha ha.

I can't leave without you.

I know you're strong enough darling.

I can't do this alone.

Let me talk to the kids.

Kids, come here.

Your dad wants to talk to you.

Hey, pumpkin.

When are you coming home, Daddy?

I don't know, pumpkin.

You got to help your mom

and get yourselves over to Aunt Carrie's.

But I don't like Aunt Carrie's.

I know.

I'll pick you up as soon as I get out of here. Alright?

OK.

Don't you worry.

You see, I'm wearing my lucky bracelet

and I can feel its magic right now.

I promise, everything's going to be just fine.

Bye.

Give me your bag.

Get this on.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go!

Stay close to me.

Abby, Abby.

No!

Abby.

Abby.

No.

All right.

It's OK.

You're safe now.

Come here.

Yeah.

It's OK.

OK.

You're safe now.

OK?

OK.

Close your eyes.

Go over your ears.

Good.

OK.

Get you out of here.

You know the drill.

Align the sights.

Focus on the reticle.

Breathe.

Place the pad of your finger--

Remember this, old man.

Cocky.

Abigail, let's go.

Dinner time.

Finished?

One!

Only, one!

Well, we got 39 seeds that are good for a tropical climate.

The rest we can get in Garden City.

I know a place there.

It's hard to picture us as farmers.

I bet we'll miss the adventure.

I'll miss them.

Nothing more.

Oh, and by the way,

I plan to spend most of my time sitting on a beach

sipping orange juice.

I can't wait to see the ocean.

Two weeks.

You can cross it off your bucket list.

A scout?

Yeah.

So the pack must be nearby.

At least 30 ferals.

Get your gear.

We're moving.

Wakey, wakey.

Come on.

We're leaving.

Screw you.

We could...

we could go up north.

We could climb up the old ferris wheel.

Nah, it's too big a detour.

Okay. Um...

We could fly to the island.

I hate flying.

Look, just stick to the plan, okay?

But what if it wasn't a scout?

Just a lonely feral.

There's no one here except--

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

Ammo?

31 left of the 9mil and 40 of the 5.56s.

I can get it.

Don't rush this time.

Wait for it.

No, no, no, no, no.

Fuck! I told you not to rush.

It's the same pack.

We gotta be close.

Abigail, search the car.

Abigail, let's go.

Here.

Here.

I'm sorry, pal.

We can't waste any bullets.

Nice boots.

May I have 'em?

Ahh!

Trevor,where are you,mate? Over.

Pack what's useful. Let's go.

If we're fast enough,

we can make it to the ridge.

And the pack might not see us.

But they'll see them.

None of our business.

We gotta warn them.

Where are you, man? Hey?

Hey, don't answer.

Think a little.

What'll be their first question when they get here?

They'll ask, when are the others coming?

Abigail!

Hey!

Abigail!

Hello!

What the hell happened here?

Your friends have been attacked.

Drop your weapons and get your hands up.

I said drop your weapons

and get your fucking hands up.

All right, man. Take it fucking easy, okay.

Check it.

It's okay. We don't want to hurt you.

Shut up!

I've got a bad feeling about this.

She's just a kid.

I don't like the look of the big guy.

Yeah, you know who we hate the most?

Looters.

We're gonna do the same thing to you

that we do to everyone of you scumbags.

We're gonna rip you off, break your legs,

and leave you here to fucking rot.