Zombie Strain

You guys ready yet?

- Almost there, just gotta tweak the exposure a bit.

You nervous, dude?

Why are you nervous?

This is your film school application.

It's gonna be seen by two people, maybe three.

What do you gotta lose, dude?

Film school's a waste of money, anyway.

No, it's not.

- Some of the best directors never went to film school.

- A lot of the best ones did.

All right, fine, just

take a deep breath.

Got it.

I'm hungry.

Honestly, how many interns does it take

to bring back dinner?

Did you send Aaliyah?

She's smart.

I don't know about that.

But yeah, man, I sent all three.

Oh, wow.

Yeah. Wow.

Is he ready?

Yes.

Why aren't you?

- Well, he's a professional behind-the-scenes guy,

and I'm not even a film student.

You're stalling, Nate.

At some point, you're just gonna have

to stop what you're doing and press record, okay?

Now, let's check this out, okay?

Here's how it's done.

Hello, my name is Charlie Marshall,

and I am applying for the graduate film program

at the prestigious University of, wherever.

But actually, no, wait, nevermind.

I'm not, 'cause I don't wanna set money on fire.

Charlie.

Wait.

See, I've got other ambitions.

This building we're in right now is called Marshall Stages.

It's where dreams are made, baby, and I get paid.

And we've got a whole plethora of productions filming.

You know, all the,

don't gimme that look.

What look?

You're judging me for having

adult film production here, aren't you, man?

- I said cut. - Well, I just thought

the talent making movies in here

would be famous actors, not porn stars.

- Hey dude, porn stars could be famous--

Porn stars could be famous, too, man.

And you know, maybe I've had more serious talent

working here if my interns weren't so dumb.

That's not nice.

- Whatever, dude. - the most

unprofessional set I ever seen.

the walls are basically plywood and duct tape.

Are you kidding me?

You get the idea, right?

Just sit up straight, act confident, smile.

Who knows, do that same thing for Aaliyah,

maybe she'll fuck you.

- Yeah, eat a dick, Charlie.

Easy there, cowboy.

I'm your boss, remember?

- Can we just get this over with, please?

I'm ready.

Sure, okay, whatever.

Just behave, buddy boy, okay?

Good luck.

All right, guys.

Tits up, dicks hard, let's go.

And action.

And,

action.

- Hello, my name is Nathaniel Lawrence,

and I want to be a filmmaker.

Well, I am a filmmaker.

But I want to learn how to be a better one.

A lot of the films I've been seeing recently

have been really big and loud.

Like the summer blockbusters, you know?

Or, they're the opposite.

They're these small, experimental art house movies

that are quiet and emotional.

But what if you could have both?

A thoughtful moment for a character, amidst a big explosion?

A film that takes risks, but is also a crowd pleaser.

Like an art house blockbuster.

That's the kind of film-- - Yeah.

That was great, man.

You did a great job.

Oh, what's up guys?

Hey, Aaliyah.

What's going on?

Oh, my God, it was horrible.

I agree.

Dinner break came and went, and I never got any food.

- Charlie, you have no idea, man.

- Yeah, I asked three people to do a simple task,

and none of you got it done.

Have you seen the news?

It's crazy out there.

Mmhmm.

Cut.

- Yeah, pull your phone out.

Do an internet search, it'll be

the first thing that comes up. - No, Reggie.

Reggie, calm down, buddy.

Okay.

Oh, let's see, I'm getting all these notifications.

Uh-huh.

People stumbling around.

Yeah.

Getting sick.

Biting strangers?

Bingo, man.

It was insane.

We're on our way to get the food,

and all of a sudden this homeless guy

just comes outta nowhere, starts coming at us

with his mouth open like he's trying to bite Zoe.

Now, I, of course, would never let that happen.

So, I went right out to him and kicked his ass.

- Uh, you shoved him and he tripped.

But yeah, you stepped up. - Yeah.

You stepped up.

- Hey Reggie, are you feeling okay?

You look really pale.

Yo, Reggie, you're twitching.

Maybe you should sit down.

- Is that a bite mark on your arm?

- I don't know. - Oh, shit.

Maybe, could be.

That looks nasty.

It was weird out there, man.

It could be anything.

Hey Reggie, how you doing?

What the fuck?

Call 911!

- There's a first time for everything.

He's fine.

- Guys. - Man,

that kinda felt good.

The line is busy.

- What do you mean the line is busy?

It's 911, how can it be busy?

- Everybody, let's all remain calm, okay?

- Oh, says the guy who just attacked our friend.

What the fuck, Charlie?

- Oh, he's not your friend anymore.

Ask the film nerd.

Tell him what this guy is, look at the bite mark.

Nate, what's he talking about?

- No, there's no way, that's impossible.

- Yeah. - Oh, God.

Holy shit, are you filming right now?

Oh, yes, he is.

- So, we just got video evidence of our boss

violently attacking an employee.

Excuse me, an unpaid intern.

- Oh, excuse me, what do you want me to do?

Let this guy run around and bite everybody?

Check yourself.

Hey, Reggie.

Alright, here we go guys.

And action. - Can you hear me?

Please, tell me you're alive.

- I don't like-like you, but if you wake up,

I'll buy you dinner, and you can talk

about video games, and crypto,

and your fantasy football team as much as you want.

Yeah, I think he's dead.

Okay, don't stop recording.

Actually, we need it.

- No, I'm not letting you destroy the evidence, Charlie.

- I want him to continue filming and use all of it.

Go on, man, record all of this.

Why?

- Because, if I'm right, I want proof.

Given what we're hearing about in the news,

I just did what I had to do.

Okay, now, suck it up, girls.

Let's grab his legs.

Why?

Because we're throwing Reggie.

Come on.

In the closet.

Let's go. - Are you

fucking kidding me? - Yeah, come on, let's go.

- Just do it. - God.

Okay. - Come on.

Oh my gosh.

- Charlie, fucking hold on.

Hold on, Charlie. - Jesus.

Did you guys ever go to PE?

Let's go. - We're trying!