The Last of Us

You want your jacket back?

I've never been in the woods.

More bugs than I thought.

- Look, I've been thinking about... - I don't want your sorries.

I wasn't gonna say I'm sorry.

I was gonna say that I've been thinking about what happened.

Nobody made you or Tess take me.

Nobody made you go along with this plan.

You needed a truck battery or whatever,

and you made a choice.

So don't blame me for something that isn't my fault.

How much longer?

Five-hour hike.

We can manage that.

You've gone this way a lot?

- No Infected? - Not often, no.

What are you looking out for?

- Joel: People. - Ellie: Oh.

- Are Bill and Frank nice? - Frank is.

- How'd you get that scar on your head? - (sighs)

What? Is it something lame?

Like you fell down the stairs or something?

- I didn't fall down any stairs. - Okay, so what then?

Someone shot at me and missed.

See, that's cool.

You shoot back?

- Yeah. - You get him?

No, I missed, too.

It happens more often than you think.

'Cause you suck at shooting or, like, in general?

In general.

You know, seeing as it's just the two of us,

- I was thinking I should pro... - No.

Cumberland Farms.

Hang back a minute.

I gotta grab some stuff I stashed.

Stashed?

Why do you have stuff stashed here?

You ask a lot of goddamn questions.

Yes, I do.

So, are you gonna answer me or what?

Joel: We hide supplies on routes

in case we find ourselves short on gear,

- which I currently am 'cause... - No way!

You ever play this one?

I had a friend who knew everything about this game.

There's this one character named Mileena

who takes off her mask and she has monster teeth,

and then she swallows you whole

and barfs out your bones!

Ah. Oh, man.

You forgot where you put your stuff.

No. I'm just zeroing in on it.

- It's been a couple of years. - Okay, well, I'm gonna

take a look around, see if there's anything good.

- Trust me, it's all been picked over already. - Maybe, maybe not.

- Is there anything bad in here? - Just you.

Ah. Getting funnier.

Fuck.

- Joel: You all right back there? - Yep!

Fuck yeah.

- (snarls) - (gasps)

Ellie?

Ellie!

Ellie?

Picked over, my ass.

What are you doing?

There's not much ammo out there for this thing.

- Makes it mostly useless. - Well, if you're just gonna leave it there.

No.

Holy shit.

You fly in one of those?

- A few times, sure. - So lucky.

Didn't feel like it at the time.

Get shoved into a middle seat,

pay 12 bucks for a sandwich.

Dude, you got to go up in the sky.

Yeah, well, so did they.

Grim.

Ellie: So, everything came crashing down in one day?

- Pretty much. - How?

I mean... no one was infected with Cordyceps,

everybody's fine, eating in restaurants and flying in planes.

And then, all at once? How did it even start?

If you have to get bit to be infected,

then who bit the first person?

Was it a monkey? I bet it was a monkey.

It wasn't a monkey. I thought you went to school.

FEDRA school. They don't teach us

how their shitty government

failed to prevent a pandemic.

No one knows for sure, but, best guess...

Cordyceps mutated.

And some of it got into the food supply.

Probably a basic ingredient like flour or sugar.

There were certain brands of food that were sold everywhere,

all across the country, across the world.

Bread, cereal... pancake mix.

You eat enough of it, it'll get you infected.

So the tainted food all hits the store shelves

around the same time, Thursday.

People bought it, ate some Thursday night or Friday morning.

Day goes on... they started to get sick.

Afternoon, evening, they got worse.

Then they started bitin'.

Friday night, September 26, 2003.

And by Monday, everything was gone.

It makes more sense than monkeys.

Thanks.

Sure.

What?

- We'll cut across the woods here. - Isn't the road easier?

Yeah, it's just...

There's stuff up there you shouldn't see.

- Well, now I have to see. - I don't want you to.

Serious. Ellie!

Can it hurt me?

No.

You're too honest, man.

Should've said axe murderer.

Uh...

whatever it was...

think it's gone.

About a week after Outbreak Day, soldiers...

went through the countryside, evacuated the small towns.

Told you you were goin' to a QZ, and you were...

if there was room.

If there wasn't...

These people weren't sick?

No, probably not.

Why kill them?

Why not just leave 'em be?

Dead people can't be infected.

Mother: Mommy's here. Mommy's here.

Solider: No, sir. We're in the basement now. There's no one here.

Solider (on radio): Let's check back with the others.

Not today, you New World Order jackboot fucks.

(heavy breathing through gas mask)

("I'm Coming Home to Stay" by Fleetwood Mac playing)

That was fast.

Mm.

Keep comin'.

- (shrieks) - (laughs) Oh.

Mm.

It doesn't get old.