Dawn of the Dead

You all right?

The shit's really hit the fan.

- What the hell difference does it make? - That's a whole different study.

- But if we knew that... - But we don't know that.

We don't know that.

We gotta operate on what we do know.

I'm still dreaming.

No, you're not.

You seem to forget it's human beings whose lives we're trying to save.

My turn with the coat.

The guys in the crew are going crazy.

A couple of them have flown the coop already.

I don't know how long we're going to stay on the air.

Who the hell is on camera two? A blind man?

Roll the rescue... Roll the rescue stations.

We just got a report that half those stations have been knocked out.

Get me another list.

Sure. I'll just pull it out of my ass, right?

- Do you believe...? - I'm not so sure...

Do you believe the dead are returning to life and attacking the living?

I'm not so sure what to believe, doctor.

All we get is what you people tell us.

- And it's hard enough to believe... - It's fact...

It's hard enough to believe without you coming in here...

You're not running a talk show here, Mr Berman.

You can forget pitching an audience the moral bullshit they want to hear.

You're talking about abandoning every human code...

Frannie, get the new list of rescue stations. Charlie's receiving it.

Rescue stations.

Half of those are inoperative as of now.

Charlie, these are rescue stations.

We can't send people to inoperative rescue stations.

We've had old information on the air for the last 12 hours.

- Kill those old ones. - Givens wants them.

Kill them, Dick. Tell Givens to see me.

...of public figures like yourself

that this situation is being dealt with irresponsibly by the public at large.

You have not listened!

You have not listened. We've had this situation for three weeks.

What does it take? What does it take to make people see?

People aren't willing to accept your solutions, doctor,

and I for one don't blame them.

Every dead body that is not exterminated

becomes one of them.

It gets up and kills.

The people it kills get up and kill.

Operative rescue stations.

Dan!

Guess they want you to type that up.

I think Foster's right. We're losing 'em.

We're blowing it ourselves.

- What do you mean? - The dead body must be exterminated.

Either by destroying the brain or severing the brain from the rest of the body.

The situation must be controlled before it's too late.

They're multiplying too rapidly.

What the hell's going on? Who killed those supers?

Nobody has the authority to do that.

Garret, who told you to kill those supers?

Nobody. I killed them. They're out of date.

- Do you know you're on the air? - What the hell's going on?

I want those supers on the air all the time.

Without those rescue situations on screen every minute,

people won't watch us. They'll tune out.

Are you willing to murder people

by sending them out to stations that have closed down?

I want that list up on the screen every minute that we're on the air.

Anybody need a ride?

What the hell are you doing? Get back on this console!

What is this? A news show or a football game?

Get that idiot off the air!

This is supposed to be a doggone news television show!

Officer, stop those men!

Lucas, get back here on the console!

Damn!

Get somebody in here that can run this thing.

Get that fucking idiot off the air!

Triple pay! We're staying on the air!

Turn his mike off! Turn it off!

All right, Dr Foster, we want some facts.

The public needs facts. What do you have to give us?

They kill for one reason. They kill for food.

They eat their victims. You understand that, Mr Berman?

That's what keeps them going.

If we'd listened, if we'd dealt with this phenomenon properly

without emotion, without...emotion,

it wouldn't have come to this.

There is a martial law state in effect in Philadelphia,

as in all other major cities in the country.

Where's your badge? Jeez, what's going on?

It's just crazy. It's completely insane.

Stephen, I don't know what we can do about this but it's insane.

Shit... Badge, badge, badge.

OK, go.

Should we be unable to check the spread

because of the emotional attitudes of the citizenry toward these issues of morality.

Jim, you take it.

It is the order of the OEP, by command of the federal government...

the president of the United States,

citizens may no longer occupy private residences

no matter how safely protected or well stocked.

Citizens will be moved in the central areas of the city.

The bodies of the dead will be delivered over

to specially equipped squads of the National Guard

for organised disposition.

Frannie, meet me on the roof at 9:00. We're getting out.

- I don't believe this. What? - We're gonna get out in the chopper.

Stephen, we can't. We've got...

Is 9:00pm all right?

- Stephen, we can't. We've got... - We've got to nothing, Fran.

We've got to survive. Somebody's got to survive.

Now, you be upstairs at 9:00 and don't make me come lookin' for you.

Go ahead. We'll be off the air by midnight anyway.

The emergency networks are taking over.

Our responsibility is finished.

Martinez!

You've been watching. You know we've got this building surrounded.

The bastard's got them moved into one building. Dumb little bastard!

Looks like they're really gonna try to fight us.

Come on.

Martinez...

People in this project are your responsibility.

We don't want any of them hurt.

And neither do you.

I'm giving you three minutes, Martinez.

I'm giving you three minutes, Martinez.

Turn over your weapons and surrender.

There's no charges against you.

There are no charges against you or any of your people.

Yet.

- Come on, Martinez. - Yeah, Come on, Martinez.

Show your greasy little Puerto Rican ass so I can blow it right off.

Blow all their asses off. Low-life bastards.

Blow all their low-life little Puerto Rican and nigger asses right off!

- You're Rod, right? - Rod Tucker.

How the hell come we stick these low life bastards

in these big ass fancy hotels anyway?

Shit, man! This is better than I got.

Hey, you ain't gonna talk 'em outta here. You gotta blow 'em out!

Just stay cool, OK? When we go in there don't pop off, all right?

- I'll be OK. - Come on!

Let's get on with it. This is a waste of my time.

Let's go! Let's go!

Christ, there's a thousand of 'em! Jesus!

Move in! Move in!

Goddammit!

Come on, you dumb bastards! Come and get 'em!

Jesus Christ, there's a thousand pigs!

Get to the other roof!

Ricco, look out!

Hold it!

Don't go out there!

Masks!

Masks for the gas! Masks for the gas!

Work yourself down, a floor at a time. Keep going!

Come on! Work yourself down, one floor at a time. Keep going!

Hands up.

James, don't go!

No! Let me go!

Come on, you little bastards!

Wooley's gone ape-shit, man!

Wooley!

Hey, hey, hey!

- Gimme a hand! - Leave it, man!

What the hell, man! Leave me alone!

Give me a hand, somebody!

Step away from him!

Goddammit! Help me. He's crazy!

Step away from him.

Not that room! Not that room!

Jesus Christ!

Come on, come on. You don't wanna see that.

Shoot it, man.

Shoot it, man. Shoot it in the head!

Miguelito!

Dios mio!

Miguelito!

- Watch the girl! - Miguel!

Mi Vida! Miguelito!

Stand clear!

For Christ's sakes, stand clear!

No, please! No, no!

Please!

You ain'tjust in here by yourself, boy.

You was in Wooley's unit, wasn't you?

I didn't see nothing.

I didn't see how he died.

You runnin'?

I don't mean because of Wooley. I mean because of all this.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

Man, there's a lot of people who are runnin' out.

I could run.

I could run right tonight.

Friend of mine's got this helicopter.

He asked me to come with him.

You think it's right to run?

Senores, please to let me pass.

Let's get him to the medics.

No, no, please.

Just let me pass.