NARRATOR: Previously on Z Nation...
Don't move!
Addy.
ZOMBIES GROWL - ADDY YELLS
A great idea is worth more than you think.
We got to find more bizkits before every Talker turns in Newmerica.
Promise me you will not hand him over to Altura.
I promise.
We're searching for one Lieutenant Dante.
DANTE: Up here!
I'll let you take me.
I need to go after him.
I need to be there at his trial.
WARREN: So what do you know about this bakery?
ADDY: Supposedly it's where they bake the bizkits.
So why the big mystery around these bizkits anyway?
Nobody likes to talk about the fact that they contain human brain matter.
Well, where are they getting the brains from, then?
No one knows.
WARREN: It's time we find out.
Brain bizkits? How was this not your idea, Murphy?
MURPHY: Laugh it up, stump boy.
One of these days, this Apocalypse is gonna make me a rich man.
MURPHY: You head back in now, OK?
MURPHY: Hey.
Try not to eat each other before I get back, alright?
ADDY: The Bizkit Bakery is on the edge of the No-Go Zone.
Not the type of place that welcomes visitors.
Let me point out a few obvious red flags.
Uh, Backwood Yokels, Secret Brain Bakery
and I'm sure I hear banjo music in our near future.
Need I go on?
You guys follow Dante to Altura.
I'm sure you'll make sure he has a fair trial.
We'll get the bizkits, get back to Limbo, and we'll join you.
DOC: We're on it, chief.
Alright. Well, I assembled the best of the Limbo fleet.
There you go. - Sweet.
Ow... - My bad.
Does this run?
I'm a god, not a mechanic.
Well, it's no El Camino, but beggars can't be choosers.
MURPHY IN DISTANCE: El Camino...
Wow, they don't make 'em like they used to.
They don't make anything.
At all.
DOC: True that.
ENGINE ROARS
Let's find that bakery.
GEORGE: Can you step on it, Doc? I don't like not having eyes on Dante.
Really?
I'm gunning it.
DOC: You know you shouldn't put your feet up like that.
If there was an accident, the airbags could go off
and you could drive your knees up into your brain.
It's the Apocalypse.
I think airbags are the least of our worries.
It's one of those fears you have growing up, I guess.
Your generation's greatest fear was airbags?
My generation only had zombies.
I'm just saying 30-something-year-old-airbags are not typically the most reliable.
DOC: Not that anything's gonna happen.
Oh, shit!
CAR SCREECHES - ZOMBIE GROWLS
You were saying?
AIRBAGS POP
ELECTRIC GUITAR THEME MUSIC PLAYS
♪ Have mercy... ♪
GUNSHOTS
♪ Oh, have mercy. ♪
DOC: Nope, still don't make 'em like they used to.
I think I sprained my ankle.
Better than a knee through the brain.
No, it's not.
Let me see what I got in my bag for pain.
SHE GROANS
I don't like to prescribe the hard stuff when this stuff will do you just fine.
AIRBAG POPS
SHE GROANS
I've never smoked before.
Good, it's a terrible habit. Stunts your growth.
What?
Oh, I was thinking nicotine. No, fire that puppy up.
Can you move it at all?
SHE GROANS No. Oh, God...
Well, look, tough it out or take a hit
but don't just let it burn out.
SHE GROANS
Here, let me have a look at it.
SHE CRIES OUT OK, the weed, the weed!
Here, here.
I don't think you broke it, but you damn sure sprained it.
SHE COUGHS
Now my foot hurts and I have a cough.
Give it a minute.
DISTANT GROWLS - DOC: Uh-oh.
You hang tough. I'm gonna take care of some tourists.
ZOMBIES GROWL
Poncho Zs?
SHE SIGHS AND COUGHS
DISTANT GROWLS
SHE SIGHS
Cars used to have ashtrays?
SHE LAUGHS
Holy...
ZOMBIE GROWLS
DOC: Look out, George!
Where you going?
ZOMBIE SNARLS
Uh, OK, OK...
DOC YELLS - ZOMBIE GROWLS
DOC: A little help here!
ZOMBIE GROWLS
OK, I got you.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
GUNSHOT
Mercy.
DOC SIGHS
GEORGE: Oh, God...
I guess that spliff is working.
Can't feel my foot.
I don't feel anything.
DOC CHUCKLES
We better get going. I wanna get to Altura before nightfall.
Ruh-roh.
GEORGE: Ew.
You better have a seat and get off that foot. This could take a while.
WARREN: Is that the bakery?
10K: It looks abandoned.
WARREN: Doesn't mean nobody's home.
What is it?
This must be the place.
I smell brains.
WARREN: Murphy?
Get your ass away from them skulls.
Hey! - Focus.
Looks like they left in a hurry.
Guess this clears up any mystery of what the secret ingredient might be.
Doesn't look like it's been operational for a while.
MACHINES WHIR
GEORGE: Are we done?
DOC: I don't know.
I can't figure this shit out.
You catching up on your social studies?
You know, it's crazy when I was in school I kept thinking
"When am I ever gonna use this stuff in real life?"
DOC: Now's your chance.
I love history. Especially when I'm buzzed.
My old man was a big history buff.
Had a huge collection of books.
But my favorite
was this painting of the Constitutional Convention.
Yeah, the gang was all there.
Ben Franklin
chillin' in the middle.
George Washington presiding over it all
with Thomas Jefferson looking all badass.
DOC: You know
the founding fathers had huge pot farms.
Seriously.
DOC: They were like, "Man, cannabis rules."
You know, these hemp fibers are pretty much good for anything.
Rope, banners, printing the Bible, making the US flag
the paper of the Constitution...
Yeah, I know, George. I'm from the 1700s too.
I got this strand from France.
It's good for gout and migraines
and expanding your mind... Oh, and tooth aches.
Tooth aches, you say?
Who's getting icky with the sticky?
JEFFERSON COUGHS I cultivated it, but I did not inhale.
It smells French.
FRANKLIN SNIFFS
South of Marseille.
May I?
Ah...
Sorry, we ran out of matches.
Ah, then we must invent one.
Ah.
Huh.
PIPE SIZZLES
DOC COUGHS
Woo! Felt that one down in my toes.
I'm surprised those guys got anything done, not to mention started a country.
How are we doing?
We're approved for liftoff.
MACHINES HUM
Somebody turned that oven on
and I'm guessing it wasn't Betty Crocker.
Good guess.
We're definitely not here alone.
MACHINE CLANKS
SKULLS RATTLE
It's clear.
Hey...
you OK?
I'm fine.
OK. Just checking.
Lefty.
Come on, Cyclops.
Oh, no, after you, Captain Hookless.
Look, I don't want to pry, but...
damn, man, I dunno.
I don't know why things have to be so hard.
In between Mack and Lucy, my eye is the least of what I've lost.
I can still feel my hand in my dreams.
I carry heavy gear and lace my shoes
hold her hands.
Shoot my gun.
It's like having a friend that was there
but isn't anymore.
You know what I mean.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
WARREN: Hey, buddy?
You OK?
Yeah
just all these brains laying around give me the munchies.
I'm gonna need you to stay hungry.
GUNFIRE
MUFFLED GUNFIRE
GUNFIRE
MAN PANTS
ADDY MOUTHS
MAN SHOUTS: Intruders!
Don't worry, brother! I'm coming for you!
GUNSHOT
HE SOBS
HE YELLS: Brother!
HE SOBS
GUNSHOTS
GUNFIRE
WARREN: Psst.
HE GASPS AND PANTS
HE GASPS AND EXHALES
GUNSHOT - HE YELLS
MAN CRIES IN DISTANCE: No!
HE GASPS AND WHIMPERS
MAN WHIMPERS: No...
No, ma'am.
HE WHIMPERS: No, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am!
HE GROANS
MAN: No...
Sit.
GEORGE: You're quite the handyman, Doc.
Yeah, well, just think of me as the Ben Franklin of paraphernalia.
SHE CHUCKLES
OK, Mr Franklin.
So what's the difference between the Constitution and the Bill of Rights?
Well, the way I heard it
everyone was so excited about writing the rules for running the government
they forgot about the people that the government was for.
WASHINGTON: Let's just sign this sucker. Get the party started.
I would rather chop my right hand off than sign that!
This government that we've created
may protect us from foreign enemies.
But, gentlemen...
DOC: Oh yeah, my bad. No zombies back then.
MASON: Ask yourself, who will protect us from our government?
We need a Bill of Rights!
We're back to work, everyone.
I just opened the Chateau de Chassilier.
Not my fault, Quaker Oats man!
In order for this nation to work
individuals need to understand their inalienable rights as citizens
and know how their government will protect them.
OK. OK, well, do you, smarty-pants, have a list?
A few.
Freedom of press, freedom of religion
public release of knowledge of alien life forms and or technology.
WASHINGTON: OK, I can see some of these going into the Constitution.
Hey TJ, you're a rights kinda guy.
Write this up.
But I wrote the Constitution.
Uh, we wrote the Constitution.
Uh, no, I physically wrote...
Hey, James Madison! What's up, puff ball?
Uh, can you just, like, pick ten and write 'em up?
JEFFERSON: Here ya go. - Thanks.
Off to it, poopy-pants.
Great. Great. We're making progress.
WASHINGTON AND DOC: We're all making lots of great progress.
DOC'S VOICE: Hey, you got some more of that wacky tobacky?
So what makes the Bill of Rights so important?
Well, it's your God-given rights based simply on your humanity.
Unfortunately, the definition of humanity changed
with the definition of mortality.
Well, that's one way of thinking about it.
But, you know, humanity's also like compassion and brotherly love.
Like, take that dude, for example.
Now, what makes us different from him when it comes to basic decency?
Does he deserve to be treated any different than you or I?
No. He has the same right to live his life... - ZOMBIE GROWLS
...without worrying about the government coming and taking his stuff
locking him up, and censoring his words.
ZOMBIE GROWLS
That's a zombie.
Yeah. That's... that's a bad example.
But you know what I'm getting at.
It's knowing that you have the power, not the government.
And it's the government's job to protect your rights not infringe on 'em.
But people are so afraid, they'll do anything the government says.
Like locking up the Talkers.
Yeah, that's when you need a Bill of Rights.
When people are afraid and they don't know what's right.
But what's gonna protect Dante without a Bill of Rights?
We are.
GUNFIRE
GUNSHOTS
GUN CLICKS
I'm gonna give yous the same choice I gave the last goons
that came through here and tried to shut us down.
Chocolate or vanilla?
Mercy or Talker.
WARREN: I could ask you the same question.
I don't want to hurt you. But I will.
Looks like we've got ourselves a zombie standoff.
MAN: Yous got me, I got him, and me brudder's got you both.
We're looking for bizkits.
We have starving Talkers that are starting to turn.
MAN: Look, we're just trying to survive ourselves.
It's crooks like you that shut down the bakery
and turned us into a bunch of dirty dogs.
Lower your weapons and kindly waltz out of here
or we're all going to be craving brains.
I don't know who you think we are but we are not them.
That's what the last bunch said before they started shootin'.
Is that the other brudder that's got us covered?
MAN 1: Hey, buddy.
MAN 1: Dat you, brudder?
Hey, buddy.
This crazy woman here done bust me right in the honker.
Your brudder's still human.
Let's keep it that way.
So... yous are in need of some help, are yous?
Ay, buddy, watch out for the one-eyed one. She's not nice.
MAN 2: Not at all.
MAN 2: She's mean like a badger.
MURPHY: I thought you people spoke English in Canada.
MAN 1: We do's.
MURPHY: "You do's"?
MAN 1: Besides, ain't no Canada. Not no more, anywho.
Yeah, no 'Merica neither, it seems.
MAN 1: Pardon me manners.
I'm Gilly. That there's my brudder, Skull. Skully for short.
But that's longer.
OK, so, look, we heard rumors that you guys bake bizkits here.
Dat's no rumor. Dat's the truth.
Well, no offense, but you look more like butchers than bakers.
Thanks.
You're welcome?
We need bizkits.
WARREN: Lots of them.
Well, for dat, you're gonna have to talk to me mum. She's in charge of the baking.
Where might she be?
GILLY: Mum?
Mum's up there in the office.
OK. Can we talk to her?
Well, let's just go take a little looky-loo, shall we?
See what kind of mood she's in.
It's not as easy as all that, now, is it, brudder?
No, brudder, it isn't.
After da Black Rains
we was on our way to New America
when we got turned arse-over-tea-kettle by a pack of Zs.
Our brudder Brenton got all riled up and he mercied a bunch of 'em
but those Zs took a right bite outta him, yah. He was a goner for sure.
Yah, I mean, they really filled their boots with his belly but he never turned.
Ay, he started acting a bit rummy and dead-like but he was still talkin'
so we figured, "Oh, ay, he isn't dead, he's just sickish!"
Yah, see, it wasn't till Mum caught him sneaking brains
that we realized he's one of these Talker boys.
Oh, yeah, Mum got real tired of him sneaking off to get brains
so she baked up some roadkill brains into a bizkit for him.
And the more he ate, the more he was like the brudder we knew.
See, the bizkits kept him Canadian.
Pretty soon, everybody wanted Mum's bizkits so we set up the bakery.
OK, so, what happened? Why'd y'all stop?
Well, everything was poutine and pie until somebody blew up the vote.
GILLY: And we've been under attack from Zs from out of nowhere ever since.
MURPHY: Sounds like someone didn't want you making bizkits.
Yeah. We thought yous was them come back to finish us off.
So, if your mom has this secret recipe
why can't we just make more bizkits?
Well, you'll have to talk to Mum about that
but she ain't been herself since our little brudder bit her.
HE SIGHS You might say...
she's a bit cranky herself without her bizkits.
GILLY: We had to lock Mum up in the office for her own good.
Since then, the three of us have been trying to work out the recipe
but come up short.
10K: Three? - Oh, yah.
We have this other brudder, Chilly.
He was with us till he tried to take the recipe off Mum.
So, where's he now?
MUFFLED GROWLS
MURPHY: Let me guess.
He didn't get the recipe?
Oh, Gilly, look at the big brains on Red over here.
Hey, hey. Easy.
Easy. OK, look...
Mum's got the only copy of the recipe on her, OK?
She turned about two weeks ago.
OK? Gilly and I are running out of options here.
GILLY: How's a fella supposed to be getting on like this, eh?
Those dead-ish bastards turned our Mum and brudders.
MUFFLED GROWLS
GEORGE: Nor be deprived of life
liberty or property without due process of the law.
How are we gonna make sure Dante gets due process
when there are vigilantes out there that think Talkers are more zombie than human?
What do you think?
I think humans are more dangerous than Talkers.
Or zombies.
I think the Founding Fathers would agree with you.
Here, grab the wheel.
That's why they created a Bill of Rights - to protect us from each other.
DOC: And so many tankards of ale and more than a few bowls of hemp
were consumed as Washington, Jefferson, and Franklin
hammered out the first ten amendments to the Constitution
better known as the Bill of Rights.
Amendment number one, the right to bear arms shall not be infringed.
Do we have to start off with guns?
I mean, I like a musket as much as the next guy
but putting it first makes us seem... a little gun crazy.
WASHINGTON: Yeah, OK, we'll flip the first two.
Put freedom of speech first. - Alright.
Good. - It'll look better. For the kids.
JEFFERSON: Speaking of gun crazy...
we need some wording in there so nuts like that Sam Adams
does not buy a blunderbuss.
Two beers and he's ready to challenge his mother to a duel.
OK, we'll put in some wording about well-regulated militias
so they know we don't mean just any fool can buy a gun.
OK. Alright, let's just go down the list, right?
No soldiers in your house... No illegal search and seizure...
That'll keep the lawyers busy. - JEFFERSON BLOWS RASPBERRY
Alright, you cannot testify against yourself. Love that.
What happens in Paris stays in Paris, huh, Ben?
HE LAUGHS Right?
JEFFERSON: You know! - Paris, good times.
I heard... that's sick.
WASHINGTON: Good times. OK...
We'll just skip past... Right to speedy trial.
Right to jury. Yadda, yadda, yadda...
Number eight. - "No cruel or unusual punishment."
Yeah, that's a tough one.
Considering the whole damn Apocalypse is cruel and unusual.
Oh, wait, we go down that road
and it won't be too long till we're using Franklin's kites
to electrocute condemned prisoners. HE LAUGHS
Yeah, go ahead. Laugh.
But one day, electricity will power cities.
HE LAUGHS
FRANKLIN: Mark my word. - JEFFERSON LAUGHS
THEY LAUGH - And I'm the Easter Bunny.
OK, Bill of Rights.
Hey! Look who the cat dragged in. It's Alexander Hamilton!
How's the banking business going?
Oh, great.
You cats are all on a new bill.
Ones, fives, twenties, and c-notes.
Which one did I make. Am I on the hundred?
Yeah, well, that's a surprise.
Meanwhile, you guys get around to abolishing slavery?
Oh, we... - Oh, no, we are...
We are talking about that one. And we're serious about it.
And... - Well, excuse me, gentlemen.
I sure would appreciate it if you maybe bit the bullet
and took care of this little problem now
instead of just kicking that can on down the road.
Man's got a point.
Well, that's a cool hat you got there, stranger.
WASHINGTON: What's your name?
Mmmmmm...uhhhhhh...
you didn't see me. I wasn't here.
You didn't see me. I was never here.
That dude belongs on a bill.
GEORGE COUGHS
OK. I dunno much about history
but I know for damn sure
Abe Lincoln never talked to Ben Franklin or George Washington.
You are off by like a hundred years, man.
Well, yeah. But that's not the point.
The point is they should've dealt with slavery right from the beginning.
It's a stain on America
that even a Civil War couldn't make right.
You don't wanna make that same mistake now.
The only hope Dante has for a fair trial
is if they consider him to be a human being.
If they make him out to be anything less than that
he doesn't stand a chance. None of the Talkers do.
You really sneak up on a person, Doc.
I still got a few teeth left in my head.
MURPHY: How's it going there, Fabulous Baker Boys?
SKULLY: Dang it.
Jumpin' Jesus, you're cheatin'! Come on.
Best three outta fiver. Come on...
GILLY: Stop being such a sook, eh! - Come on, man!
We all need you to keep your wits here or this is gonna go south
quicker than a Newfie ski-do hittin' ground. - A "Newfie ski-do?"
That's when you hop on a moose's back when it's crossin' the river
and you ride it till it touches down.
If you're still on it after that point, you better be expecting a good chomp down
cos no moose likes a passenger.
What? Come on, man. No... - Come on!
GILLY: Go! - SKULLY: No! Come on, guys.
GILLY: You lost! - SKULLY: Aw...
GILLY: You always pick scissors! You're dumber than goose poop.
GILLY: Go! SKULLY WAILS
Hit it, Sunburn.
MUSIC: "Party Song" by Doghouse Charlie
ZOMBIES GROWL
SKULLY: I can't do this... I don't wanna do this.
Hey, brudder. - What?
Oh.
I love you. - I love you too, brudder.
You're a grizzly bear. - I'm a grizzly bear!
GILLY: Oh, sh--!
GILLY: Shh!
♪ Let's get together tonight ♪
♪ Let's have a party ♪
Mum and da boys smell like a yeti's nut sack, eh?
♪ I'll call all our friends and... ♪
♪ You can get music playing ♪ - ...Sunburn?
♪ It doesn't have to be complicated... ♪
Where the heck could you be?
Where's this frickin' thing at? - ZOMBIES GROWL
HE WHISPERS: Go, go, go, go!
SKULLY: Where is it, where is it?
Oh, zombie Jesus.
The recipe.
HE GASPS - ZOMBIES GROWL
MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS
MUSIC PLAYS
♪ Let's get together tonight... ♪ - ZOMBIES GROWL
HE WHISPERS: I'm gettin' it!
MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS - ZOMBIES GROWL
HE WHISPERS: I got the recipe!
HE WHISPERS: Skully, get out of there.
MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS
CRASH - GILLY GROANS
Oh! He's down!
MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS - ZOMBIES GROWL
There he is!
ZOMBIE SNARLS
Oh, God.
ZOMBIES GROWL - THEY YELL
Goddamnit! - GILLY: It's pull, not push, brudder!
HE MOUTHS SILENTLY
Stop pushing! - SKULLY: Open the door!
GILLY: You got to stop pushing! - ZOMBIE GROWLS
ZOMBIE SNARLS - THEY YELL
GILLY: Get out of there! - HE SCREAMS
SKULLY: Get off me, Chilly! Chilly, get off!
SKULLY YELLS
MUFFLED YELLS
MUFFLED: No, Chilly, no!
SKULLY: Chilly! - CHILLY GROWLS
Stay the frig away from me, Chilly! Frig off me, Chilly!
MUSIC PLAYS - They got him cornered!
SKULLY: Stay the frig away from me!
ZOMBIES GROWL - GILLY: Chilly!
That's a bad brudder!
Your brother's got your other brother by the mullet!
MUSIC PLAYS - DISTANT SHRIEKS
No! By the rat-tail!
GILLY: Chilly! - SKULLY: Help me!
Chilly, get off your brudder!
ZOMBIES SNARL - Get off me, bro! Get off me!
MURPHY: OK, there's Mom.
She's got something in her mouth...
MURPHY: She's got the recipe. It's the recipe!
GILLY: Get off your brudder! - SKULLY SHRIEKS
Now your brother's riding your other brother across the room, like a horse.
No... No, like a moose. Definitely moose.
MUFFLED SCREAMS
SKULLY SCREAMS - GILLY: Please, no!
SKULLY SCREAMS
No!
GILLY'S VOICE ECHOES: No!
ZOMBIES GROWL
I think the only way to calm them down at this point is to...
feed them actual brains.
ZOMBIES GROWL - Looks like somebody ordered take-out.
ZOMBIES GROWL
HE SCREAMS
ZOMBIE GROWLS - You down to pike this one?
Got it. - ZOMBIE GROWLS
Let's get that number up.
ZOMBIES GROWL
GUNSHOTS
GUNSHOT
ZOMBIE GROWLS
ZOMBIE SNARLS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
GUNSHOT
Help!
GUNSHOTS
ZOMBIE GROWLS
Switch!
ZOMBIES GROWL - GUNSHOT
ZOMBIE GROWLS
Crack this one open.
MURPHY: Oh! Jeez...
I'm walkin' here!
GEORGE SIGHS When is everybody gonna see
that we're all in this together?
Skip ahead to the 15th Amendment.
That's the one we got to protect.
GEORGE: The rights of the citizens of the United States to vote
shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any state
GEORGE AND LINCOLN: on account of race, color...
or previous condition of servitude.
Yep, that makes sense.
Ya think?
Yeah, well it's gonna take a Civil War and the 13th Amendment passing first.
Let's just move everything along and pass the 13th right now.
What do you guys think? What is it? - It abolishes slavery.
Oh...
WASHINGTON SNORTS Like "set 'em free" abolish?
HAMILTON SIGHS - This may take some further study.
No, no. No, he's right.
WASHINGTON: He's right. OK, hear me out.
What if we were to take the slaves
and we were to make them, like, two fifths...
Make it three fifths. - Three fifths of a human being
and then we just kept that going for about 100 years
until we worked out the kinks.
I don't even know where to start with you guys.
You got to be kidding me. Just shoot me.
I hope we don't have to fight a war to make the Talkers full citizens.
We may already be fighting that war. Everybody dies.
But just because you got no pulse doesn't mean you don't have any rights.
Everybody dies.
That's it.
No, no, no, no, no. Everybody dies.
Sooner or later...
BOTH: ...we're all Talkers.
ZOMBIES GROWL AND MUNCH
Yeah, yeah, I think it's working.
Them brains are doing the trick for sure.
ZOMBIES GRUMBLE
How you doing, Mum?
You with us?
Oh, my.
Did I do this?
Sure as shit, Ma. It was yous.
Oh, my boy!
THEY LAUGH
GILLY: Mum, these Americans come looking for help.
Oh, my goodness.
I'm sorry you had to see me looking all dead like this.
And I wish I could've given this place a quick lick and a promise
before they showed up.
WARREN: That's OK.
What can we do for yous? - We're looking for bizkits.
The supply has been cut off, and we have starving Talkers.
They want to know your secret recipe.
Oh, well...
there is no secret.
MUM: I was lacing my bizkits with brains for the first little while.
Then we run short of brains, so...
we started having flour delivered from Heartland.
The secret ingredient's already mixed in.
And the secret sauce is brains, right?
Oh, no, dear.
The secret ingredient is...
SHE WHISPERS: love.
SHE SNORTS AND LAUGHS
MUM: Ay, boys...
I don't get it.
MUM: Oh, boys.
Look at you.
MUM LAUGHS
If I can help someone else to keep from going through what we've had to
so be it.
We got enough brains right here
to make up a batch of the original recipe.
Let's get shucking.
I like you.
MUM CHUCKLES
WARREN: Welcome back.
GEORGE: What?
They didn't get around to giving women the right to vote
until the 19th Amendment? And it didn't pass until 1920?
Old white dudes. What can I say?
Takes a long time to get these things right.
Well, we have to get it right.
And we don't have a lot of time.
Uh-oh. I don't like the look of this.
GEORGE: Is that the truck they had Dante in?
DOC: I hope not.
Shit.
No sign of Dante.
GEORGE: Maybe he...
escaped like last time?
Maybe Talkers did this.
Let him go?
DOC: "This is what happens to traitors."
CRUNCH
TRASH CAN RATTLES
HE BREATHES RAGGEDLY
I give you mercy.
GUNSHOT
TIMER CHIMES
Mmm. I love the smell of fresh-baked brains in the morning!
Well done, Mr Murphy.
You better be careful.
We might just keep you on as a full-time baker.
Oh! Marion... - THEY CHUCKLE
I had a great teacher.
Move over, boys.
Hot coming through. Hot.
Alright, now...
we got to wrap them up and stick them in this, here.
WARREN: Psst.
WARREN: Look, that family is not gonna make it out there on their own.
Why don't you take them with you to Limbo?
Yeah, sure.
MURPHY: Limbo could use a bakery.
I like that idea.
WARREN: I'll take Addy and 10K
we'll go to Heartland and figure out this flour thing
and why they stopped the distribution. - Mmhmm.
Take care of them.
Yeah, yeah, I got it, I got it.
OK, well, then be safe. - No, you be safe out there.
I don't want to have to go traipsing around half of Screwmerica again
to save your ass.
I don't care how many times you got to traipse around.
You might have to save me but when you do, pick a color.
HE LAUGHS - SHE LAUGHS
I mean it, Warren.
The Apocalypse wouldn't be half as fun without you in it.
Be careful.
I love you too, Murphy.
WARREN WHISPERS: God, keep them safe.
DOC: You think you maybe wanna say a few words?
GEORGE: Actions speak louder than words.