Red Days 2: Cecilia

Agent in the house, come out.

Agent in the house, come out.

Get ready.

Take her.

All right.

My turn.

Um.

Okay.

No, no, no,

- Come on, settle down. - No, it's between,

no, it's gotta be this over here.

- Come on, no. - No.

Hey, this band, look.

- No? - Come on.

- Rock and roll. - Rock?

It's not rock, so I'm gonna change it.

Now...

Hey. Hey.

What you doing out here by yourself? Where are your parents?

Where's your mom?

Okay, sweetheart. What's your name?

Where do you live? (Sighs)

Do you think you could show me where you live?

Okay. All right, let's do it.

Come on. (Sniffs)

Okay. This one?

Oh my God, Samantha! Oh!

Yeah. I found her just walking alone.

I didn't know what to do, so I took her...

You're welcome?

Attention. Attention.

This is the Department of Homeland Security.

Stay in your homes and lock your doors.

Do not travel outside. Proceed with...

There's too many of 'em out there right now.

Yeah, but they're no match for us.

Yeah, maybe one at a time,

but what if they mob us?

Well then we don't let 'em mob us.

She's still alive?

I thought you said you drained her.

I did.

At least I thought I did.

Too early for her to have turned.

It should be okay for us to drain her.

I'll do it.

Like last time? I'll do it.

So what I'm, I'm your prisoner?

You're our supper.

You're gonna eat me?

We're gonna drink you.

Okay, what is this? What is this?

You guys some, some emo freaks who think you're vampires?

You don't remember.

Happens sometimes.

Trauma, you know? - Oh, psych major

explains everything.

Don't bother. It'll be over soon.

Whoa, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Um, why kill me?

You know? Why not drink my blood?

'Cause then I can heal, get some more,

and then you can just keep drinking.

The virus is already running through your veins.

You'll be like us soon enough.

Maybe not today, but tomorrow, day after the latest.

I already have too many mouths to feed.

You bitch!

Cas? Cas?

Don't move.

Oh, God, oh, my God!

Oh, shit.

Oh, God.

Oh.

Check her pulse. Well?

Oh. (Sighs) Nope.

Too bad. She was cute.

Yeah. Huh.

Hey. Ah, look at that.

Yeah, that, (Joker whistling)

That ain't a zombie bite.

That... - Yeah, right.

Come on. - It is.

Leave her. We gotta keep moving.

Damn.

So sad. (Sighs) Shit.

Ah, shit.

Shit. (Sighs)

Yeah. (Breathes heavily)

Mm-hmm.

Oh, come on. (Gasps)

Oh, God, what do I...

Oh, no. Oh, no, oh.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm...

Ooh.

Mm.

Mm.