Gates of Flesh

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Guys, where's Jeremy?

Shit. Shit!

He was right here with us! Fuck!

Oh! We've gotta go get him.

We gotta go get him!

We gotta make sure that we're safe.

-Here. -Let me go! Let me go!

- Oh, come on. -

What are you gonna do?

You gonna run around shouting for him?

We could go back in the car.

Forget it.

The car's gone.

Even if we get it past the barricades, you saw the roads.

There's no way we're making it out of the city.

So what do we do?

Hmm? We just stay here?

We go back out there without a plan,

we're done.

Yeah.

Hey, yo, Green Eyes, you might want

to take it easy on those pretzels.

Get back to your triple X shirt.

Yeah, triple X.

So does it make you?

No, I think.

Hold on. Hold on.

Yeah. No, my chin.

I took that one on my chin, didn't I?

Make sure.

Yeah, it's just like tractor.

Like the jacket.

You like the jacket too, huh?

What did you just say?

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Okay... Brina!

- Yeah? - Choose one.

You and your one true love can, um...

can live to be a hundred, but...

you'll never have an orgasm again.

Or, you never meet your one true love and you can have an orgasm

just by touching your nose.

Well, I already have my one true love.

So you're saying you don't have orgasms?

Wait, hey, I don't have to give up my orgasms, right?

You know, I never really

understood the point of this game.

It's fun.

What's fun about it?

- -The point is it's supposed to

tell you how people really think.

Mm hmm.

How's it do that?

It just tells us, like, what you would choose if you had a

gun pointed to your head.

Life or death, baby.

Exactly.

But how does it do that?

I mean, I could lie.

I would lie.

Like, why would I tell anyone what I'm really thinking, hmm?

No, no, no, no, no.

The fun is in telling the truth.

Seems to me like it's about being disgusting.

You know, it's bullshit anyway, because

who really knows

what they'd do if it were life or death.

-Hmm? -Too much talking.

Brina is short term.

All right, Danny,

who'd you rather have sex with?

Jeremy...

Oh?

...or your mother?

Jesus, you are sick!

Your girlfriend is sick, man.

Oh, she's got your number, man.

She's got you whipped.

Answer the question!

Oh, would you look at the time?

Oh!

Well,

Yeah, I think we got this thing down.

You mean, we're not professional

level, but we're still pretty good.

-Bullshit. "Not professional?" -

If we made a porn video, we'd sell 50,000 downloads, easy.

Well, come on. You're a con artist.

You don't the boobs be a porn star.

Do you think porn stars were born with

boobs of porn stars?

So you'd want me to get a boob job?

-It's for your career. -Oh?

We all have to make sacrifices.

Well, I'd have to work on my ass, too.

Aw, what's wrong with your ass?

You're sweet.

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Did you hear that?

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What is this place?

If we do it right,

fortress.

Let's hope it's not The Alamo.

We good, bro?

-Fuckin' A. -

Yeah. No one's coming in through here.

We need to check the rest of the place.

Hey, keep your eyes and ears open, all right?

-All it takes is one mistake. -We're gonna make it, okay.

I don't care what we have to do, as long as we're safe.

All right.

Come on.

How many of these do they have?

Smells like my high school locker room.

Hey! Hey!

Keep this close.

If Lin or Danny show any sign of...

you know.

Okay, I want you two

to stay here while Ethan and I go check out

the rest of the building.

Bullshit, we will.

Okay with me.

What? I don't need to be a hero.

Are you sure that we'll be safe here?

I'm not sure of anything.

The government...

they gotta come soon, right?

There's no government anymore, okay?

We're on our own.

The police!

The police, they--

They're here.

When you were getting ready, I was watching CNN.

They showed the police chasing this...

this guy.

All of them had...

turned into those things.

Bingo.

I was gonna help you out back there, but Brina kept going.

I didn't want to leave her.

I don't know how much help you'd have been anyway.

The hell's that supposed to mean?

Nothing. It's just.

You're kind of squeamish, man.

Chill out, bro.

Now's not the time to go all sensitive.

Probably not the time to be a dick, either.

Fair enough.

Anyways, I don't think we should stay here.

You have an idea for someplace better?

Maybe a hospital? Fallout shelter?

The President's got his own bunker, and we ain't heard from

those sons of bitches since this all started.

For all we know, he's infected.

You ask me, the fewer people

there are around us, the better.

That's the only other way in.

I think we're good.

Hey. Uh...

Really think Jeremy's okay?

Jeremy's tougher than all of us put together.

I tried to call my mom just before we left.

I'm not getting any service.

Circuits are probably overloaded.

Everything's breaking down.

Who knows how long we'll have lights

or water.

When those go, we're basically back to living in caves.

Reverse evolution.

Should have stopped at that

damn gun store like Jeremy wanted.

What? Fight that mob?

Keep it cool.

We're doing all right.

See that Water?

My entire apartment was overrun with those things.

I don't even know where my mom or my brothers are.

Tell me how that's so all right.

- Hey. -Hey.

Okay. Doors were all locked.

Nobody's getting in.

I think we're safe.

For how long?

Yeah, we can't stay in the city.

Yeah, we'll have to leave by foot.