NARRATOR: Previously on Z Nation...
They are not human.
You will put them in quarantine, and then we'll all be safe.
GUNSHOT
Now that I have your attention...
WARREN: You say you want to form a new country.
Please do not build it on fear.
You got vigilantes out there that are sending messages of hate.
You're only alive because of each other.
EXPLOSION - Oh, God.
SILENCE
MUFFLED FRANTIC VOICES
Kaya, this is Warren. We're coming alongside the building.
Kaya! Can you hear me?
GEORGE: Cara!
Cara? What happened?
Some kind of explosion. We're trying to get the survivors out.
EXPLOSION
RADIO: Mayday. The library is under attack.
RADIO: Help. Save what you can.
RADIO: Send help, any help! - It's definitely her.
That means she's still in the library.
GEORGE: She's not the only one.
Mayday. Mayday. Mayday. Pacifica under attack.
Send help. Anyone who can hear me. Mayday.
Mayday. Mayday. Mayday. The library.
RECORDING: Mayday. Mayday. Mayday. Pacifica under attack.
Send help. Send any help. Anyone who can hear me.
Mayday. Mayday. Mayday.
Mayday. The library is under attack.
JZ?
Baby?
Oh, where'd you go?
SHE COUGHS
SHE SCREAMS: JZ!
SHE SCREAMS: Nana!
DISTANT YELLS
DISTANT COUGHS
GEORGE: How many more injured inside?
Can't say. People. Zombies.
More bombs. Who knows what else.
OK. You and Cara set up a triage outside. - Got it.
We'll go in and search for survivors.
That way's completely blocked!
I think there's another way on the other side of the building!
MAN YELLS
♪ Have mercy... ♪
GUNSHOTS
♪ Oh, have mercy. ♪
CITIZEN Z: I'll try this way!
GEORGE COUGHS We'll check the library.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
CARA GROANS - ZOMBIE GROWLS
Where'd a zombie come from?
GEORGE COUGHS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
I don't know whether to pike him or rescue him.
GEORGE: Save who we can.
And mercy the others.
All the books we had left were here.
Everything we knew from before.
How to live together.
Build a country.
MAN RASPS
MAN GASPS
Help! Help! - Hey, hey. It's OK.
You're trapped under this thing, damn.
MAN: I saw...
- Saw what?
I'm with you, man. I'm listening. What'd you see?
HE STUTTERS: Explo...
HE GROANS: Explo...
DOC: Explosion?
HE STUTTERS: Big... br...
Z...
HE STUTTERS: Z, z...
DOC: Zombies! Are you saying zombies?
HE YELLS: Zombies!
I got bizkits here. I got 'em.
ZOMBIES GROWL
DOC YELLS: Zombies!
ZOMBIES GROWL
ZOMBIE GROWLS
ZOMBIE SNARLS
ZOMBIE GROWLS - DOC YELLS
WARREN GROANS
ZOMBIE GROWLS - WARREN GROANS
Roberta, duck!
ZOMBIES GROWL - DOC YELLS
Dead and down, the old fashioned way.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
ZOMBIES GROWL
WARREN: Heads up!
ZOMBIE GROWLS
Get him! - ZOMBIE GROWLS
Looks like Henry Krinkle, MD, here was at a plastic surgery convention in Orlando.
Ooh, damn, Dr Krinkle.
Looks like time's treated you rough.
Might be time for a tune-up.
This one looks like it's from old America too.
None of these zombies are ours.
OK, so how did they all get up here?
And why didn't the Black Rain bring them back?
DISTANT MOAN
That sounds human.
KAYA ON TAPE: Pacifica under attack. Send help. Send any help.
Anyone who can hear me. Mayday.
Mayday. Mayday. Mayday. The library is under...
GLASS SHATTERS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
GUNSHOT - GUN CLICKS
CITIZEN Z YELLS - ZOMBIE SNARLS
ZOMBIE SNARLS - CITIZEN Z GROANS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
CITIZEN Z SHOUTS: Kaya! JZ!
THUMP - HE YELLS
- KAYA GASPS
JZ! Nana!
I know. Zombies. Old ones.
Yeah. I already killed three.
Gonna kill more. Kill all of them if I have to.
They are not gonna eat my baby!
No way, Mama.
MUFFLED GROWLS AND THUDS
DOOR RATTLES
ZOMBIES GROWL
MUFFLED GROWLS AND THUDS
GUNSHOT
RED: Just... take your time.
GUNSHOT
Dammit!
HE GROANS
HE GRUNTS - RED: Let me take a look.
HE SIGHS: It's fine.
HE GROANS
It's not fine.
HE WINCES
SHE BLOWS
Maybe you should take a break.
Or use your left hand.
TEN-K: Just forget it.
MAN: Hey, stay with me. You're gonna be...
HE RASPS - DISTANT YELLS
HE GAGS
DISTANT YELLS - HE GROWLS
GEORGE COUGHS
DOC: Something tells me we're gonna find a lot more Talkers
before the day's out.
GEORGE: This whole building's unsafe.
We got to check the other side of the library.
Oh, man...
Doc, can you handle triage?
Yeah, I got this, Warren.
Be safe, brother.
ZOMBIE SNARLS - SHE SCREAMS
ZOMBIES GROWL
KAYA GROANS
How many zombies are in here? - Too many.
DOC: No, no, I wouldn't... - MAN MURMURS
MAN WHISPERS: It's bad, it's bad.
MAN GASPS
MAN MOANS AND GROWLS
I got bizkits.
MAN GASPS - It's OK, man. I got bizkits.
DOC: You good?
My library.
Those bastards destroyed my library.
Wait, you saw it?
You saw what happened? Who destroyed the library?
Zombies... - Zombies?
W... With...
HE MIMICS EXPLOSION
Exploding chest?
Oh, defibrillator?
No.
HE MIMICS EXPLOSION - Oh, exploding vests?
Like suicide bombers? - Suicide.
More. More... - More explosives?
MAN MIMICS GROWLS - More zombies?
More zombies. - Like a second wave, like at Altura?
Well, how'd they get in?
DOC: Did you see?
Talkers.
Talkers? Are you sure?
Save... the books.
Yeah, well, we're gonna try.
GEORGE COUGHS
DISTANT SCREAM - Cara?
ZOMBIES GROWL - KAYA GROANS
KAYA YELLS
THEY BREATHE HEAVILY
Where are they? They could be anywhere.
No. We need to think strategically.
You mean think like Nana? - Yeah.
HE INHALES DEEPLY - What are you doing?
I'm getting into Nana-zone.
The panic room at Northern Light
that was like an out-of-the-way closet, right?
Was it?
That's where she would go.
You think that Nana knows the closet layout of the Pacifica library?
She likes to hide her tobacco stash.
Alright. After you.
DISTANT GROWLS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
CLANK
Shh, shh.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
HE WHISPERS: Zom-bomb.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
Be right back.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
DISTANT: Help! - ZOMBIES GROWL
GEORGE: Hey!
ZOMBIES SNARL
MAN GROANS
ZOMBIE SNARLS
MAN GASPS
GEORGE: It's OK. Hang in there, Brian.
BRIAN RASPS - WOMAN: George...
CARA MOANS - I got you. I'm here.
I can't move.
My spine.
SHE YELLS AND MOANS
CARA GROANS - Shhh.
SHE GROANS - It's OK.
CARA YELLS
I'm right here.
SHE WHISPERS: I'm scared.
GEORGE: I'm right here.
GEORGE WHISPERS: It's OK. I got you.
CARA GROANS
Cara?
Cara? Hey. Hey.
GEORGE: Come on, Cara.
Cara?
SHE YELLS
SHE SCREAMS
GEORGE: Hey, shh... - CARA YELLS
GEORGE: You just need a bizkit, OK? - CARA YELLS
CARA GROANS
GEORGE: Come on... - CARA YELLS
CARA SCREAMS
I need bizkits!
She's starting to turn.
CARA GROANS
MEN IN DISTANCE: Bizkits! - Hey.
What do you wanna do here?
CARA GROANS
We could... just leave them. Let nature take its course.
Nature?
Look at them.
That's no kind of life for anyone.
Right.
Hey.
I'll do it.
CARA GROANS
SHE GROWLS
CARA GROANS
Hey, look at me. Look at me.
GEORGE SOBS
Cara Jones
I give you mercy.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
DOC: If I shoot it, probably gonna blow up.
Pike it, might fall on the timer and trigger it.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
Oh, shit.
They killed all the books.
GEORGE: People are dead.
People who were just...
living their lives in what was supposed to be a safe place.
GEORGE: New...
And now everybody's scattered
because we just can't trust Talkers anymore.
You know that's not true. - Doesn't matter what's true.
It matters what people believe.
WARREN: Listen.
We cannot stop fighting for what we believe in.
What we believe in. - Yeah.
What we believe in.
What do we do now?
We save who we can.
And we find out who did this.
And we get your damn country back.
WARREN: We still have friends out there.
You maybe wanna go find them?
KAYA: Hon.
Gorilla grape flavor.
My boy's been this way.
We're coming, baby!
CITIZEN Z: JZ! Where are you, buddy?
KAYA: JZ! Where are you?
CHILD SHOUTS: Momma?
Good work, babe.
Yeah! We'll be right there, baby.
JZ: Mommy!
ZOMBIE GROWLS
ZOMBIE SNARLS
BOMB BEEPS - DOC: OK, oh!
DOC: It's gonna blow!
ZOMBIE GROWLS - DOC CRIES OUT
DOC PANTS - BOMB BEEPS
Oh, man!
ZOMBIE GROWLS
DOC: Come here, you damn Z-bomb!
ZOMBIE GROWLS
- BOMB BEEPS
No, don't fight him! He's gonna blow!
TOOLS SCRAPE
Here you come, zombie, zombie! - TOOLS SCRAPE
Here, zombie!
ZOMBIE GROWLS
- BOMB BEEPS
No, no! Go back! Call him! Call him back!
THEY YELL: Hey! Come on! Over here!
DOC GROANS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
Here, zombie, zombie, zombie!
TOOLS CLANK - ZOMBIE GROWLS
ZOMBIE GROWLS - TOOLS CLANK
ZOMBIE HOWLS
EXPLOSION - Fire in the hole!
EXPLOSION - THEY YELL
THEY COUGH
Oh, no, don't worry about me. I'm good.
But I could use a light. - KAYA: JZ! Mama's here.
CLOSET CREAKS
Thank God! Come here.
GUNSHOT
DISTANT ELECTRIC ZAPS - DISTANT GROWLS
DISTANT ELECTRIC ZAPS
ELECTRIC ZAPS - ZOMBIE GROWLS
ELECTRIC ZAPS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
DISTANT MOANS AND COUGHS
Jesus.
DISTANT GROANS - MAN: Hey, hey, a little help here.
DOC SIGHS Goddamn apocalypse.
Kaya.
I see her.
It's OK, baby. We'll take care of you.
MAN IN DISTANCE: She's turning! - Just come with us now, OK?
WOMAN IN DISTANCE: Someone help her!
DISTANT GROANS AND GROWLS
WOMAN: What do I do? What do I do?
I'm out of bizkits. Hold her down. - WOMAN GROANS
WOMAN RASPS
WOMAN GROANS
WOMAN 2: Mercy her! Someone, before she bites us all!
She just needs a bizkit!
We don't have any bizkits!
WOMAN 2: Mercy her!
MAN: Move!
SMACK
If we would have quarantined the Talkers
none of this would have happened! - MAN 2: It's not safe here!
It's a Talker uprising!
Only I don't see any of our Talkers out there among the bombers, do you?
Where have you been this whole time while we were under attack?
CROWD MURMURS - Actually...
I was busy dying.
And what about the Talkers who fled?
You all plotted this together, didn't you?
All I see are zombies out there and the humans that they turned.
Zombies. That's who attacked you. Not Talkers.
But who sent the zombies?
I bet your friend Dante knows.
He might.
He might also be dead.
I know a lot of you think our dream here is over.
That Talkers and humans can't live together.
I'm not giving up on Newmerica.
GEORGE: Not yet.
You're gonna get us all killed! - Talkers are not humans!
WOMAN: I just don't feel safe here anymore! - They're scared.
And they should be.
We got to find Dante.
We need to find who's doing this.
Indeed.
TRUCK ENGINE ROARS - It's Altura. They came!
CROWD HOLLERS: Hey! Over here! Hi!
Altura. They must've heard Kaya's SOS.
They're here to take people away.
Yeah, that's a good thing, right? They're here to help.
Thank you so much for coming! Thank you. Thank you.
No. Not all the people.
DISTANT GROWLS
ZOMBIES GROWL
DISTANT GROWLS
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
CROWD MURMURS
Uh-uh, uh-uh. No wounded.
What do you mean, no wounded?
We have a right to safety just like anyone else.
Those are our orders. Humans only.
MAN: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I said humans only.
No, man, I'm not a Talker.
Hey, no, wait. No! No! - GUNSHOTS
You shot me! - And yet you're still talking.
Sorry, but you stay.
There are no bizkits here. We're gonna...
What, what? Turn?
That's exactly why you can't come with us.
No, no, no. No books.
CROWD MURMURS
It's OK. It's OK. You go.
These will be here when you get back.
If any living humans want to seek refuge in Altura
we leave in five minutes.
Five minutes?
But the books... Archives...
that's not enough time to save everything.
MAN: We're not here to save books, we're here to save humans.
If you're going, you need to leave now before it gets dark.
We can't keep you safe here after that.
WARREN: Listen here, bro.
Why don't you give them one hour and let them save what they can?
Let's go.
Three minutes!
CROWD MURMURS
Hey.
We're sending Nana and JZ to Altura. They'll be safer there.
We're not giving up. We're staying.
You're right, they'll be safer there. You should go too.
What?
Look, the first attacks happened there.
We want to know who's behind this.
I think someone needs to be on the inside.
Good thinking.
Alright, boss. We can do that.
Deuces.
Hey buddy, we're going on a trip.
MAN: Anyone else going?
Any humans?
MAN: No?
Suit yourself.
MAN IN DISTANCE: Let's get this over with.
TEN-K PANTS
TRUCK ENGINE REVS
TRUCK INDICATORS BEEP
CLUNK
ENGINE DIES
DISTANT GROWLS
ZOMBIES GROWL
SPRAY-PAINT CAN HISSES
ZOMBIES GROWL
So much destruction.
And now everyone, the humans, are scattered in the wind.
I really don't want to leave it like this.
DOC: Stronger together, right?
Isn't that what you say?
I did.
That was just an idea, really. A hope.
Maybe that's not enough anymore.
WARREN: Come on.
Hope is...
sometimes that's all we got.
And then sometimes...
hope is all you need.
Yeah, I think you were nicknamed George for a reason.
You know, sometimes a great idea is worth more than you think.
Here. That'll keep you going.
GEORGE: Thank you.
OK.
I'm ready to go now.
MUFFLED GROWLS
ZOMBIES GROWL
TRUCK ENGINE REVS
What do we have here?
Looks like...
Homer, yes.
Greek Mythology. That'd be over by Yolanda.
Here's three more.
Guess we all go green eventually, right?
Alright. Give them black leaves.
At least now they won't be forgotten.
GEORGE: Would've been nice of Dante to leave me a message.
WARREN: Hey, maybe he did.
We're definitely on the right track.
That's a trail marker.
GEORGE: A safe passage for the Talkers?
Hopefully.
We better get there first. - Indeed.