(ominous music)
- [Narrator] Mankind has overpopulated the world
with their pollution, their greed, and war,
which has created the Seeds of Satan's prophecy,
which will end all of the humanity.
Only the Chosen Child of God
can stop this plague from spreading,
but no one can save the world when the end comes.
(sinister laughing)
- [Woman In Car] Hey baby, you have a good day today
at school?
Good, good. What'd you learn?
I know, the usual, math?
Okay, anything new?
Oh, okay.
Did you learn about those bonds we practiced last night?
No?
Man, okay.
Well, I hope that they teach you a little bit more
about that, because you had a little trouble with that.
But okay, I know you'll get it.
Gotta hurry up and cut through this traffic here.
Trying to hurry up and get home
before your father gets there.
He should be home shortly.
I don't know what I'm gonna cook tonight.
What you have a taste for, baby?
You don't know, spaghetti or tacos?
It's Tuesday, I think we should do Taco Tuesday.
Yeah, dad loves that as well.
(ominous music)
(tense music)
Oh, Oh!
Oh my goodness, hold on.
(car swerving)
Hold on, baby.
You have your seatbelt on?
Having a little problem with the vehicle here.
It's probably that cable got loose again,
I'll get out and check that.
Sit tight, I'll be right back, okay?
Check the cable for a second.
(ominous music continues)
(car door slams)
I know this wire here.
I know it's this wire, this cable wire again.
Oh, little corrosion there, huh?
Let me shake it here.
All right, we should be fine.
(air whooshes)
(ominous music)
(woman screaming)
(ominous music)
- Man, get out the road man.
Hold up.
This fucking dude, man.
-Man, who the fuck is this? - I need your help.
I need you to take me to these coordinates right here.
- You better have some gas money.
We ready to roll man, you got gas?
- Please, sir.
- Get in the back, let's go.
(car door slams)
(car driving on gravel)
All right, we're here.
Motherfuckin' chocolate brown soup, ask me.
- Yo, I appreciate you my friend.
- Man, where the gas money.
Thank you man.
- Listen. - Appreciate you.
- Listen, you drive safe, thank you again.
- I'm out.
(grunts with effort)
(ominous wind blowing)
(grunting with pain)
- Where is he?
- [Woman] You are too late.
I have released the Seeds of Satan on to the world.
- What? No.
No!
(Moans in frustration)
Well, I will say this.
I am not too late to kill you.
The only biggest regret that I have,
is not being able to do it twice.
(fist striking the woman)
(explosion)
- [Woman] Everyone will get sick and die.
- Ah!
- You can't stop the Witch, or the plague.
(explosion)
(Man gasps in pain)
- [Woman] Holy man, give up now before I destroy you.
- I will destroy you and send you back to hell.
(Man moans in pain)
Back to hell!
(punch blasting)
(Man grunting)
In the name of the brother, Jesus!
- [Woman] It's not over!
- I will-
- It's not! - Kill you, back to hell!
- It's not over!
(Man grunting)
(fire explodes)
(ominous music)
(threatening electronic music)
(Man panting)
I must find the Visionaries to save the world.
(eerie piano music)
(dog whimpering)
(dog barking)
(ominous music)
(yawning)
- Shit.
Shit, I smoked all the damn weed up.
Fuck.
Shit, maybe got a bag in the room somewhere.
Damn, man, not one fucking roach in here.
Shit.
Damn.
(knocking)
Yo, Jordan.
Come on, man, come on, man.
- What the fuck you want?
- Hey I need to borrow $25 til tomorrow?
- What the fuck you need $25 for, nigga?
- I'm trying to get some weed and get high, man.
- Nigga, I cannot sit here and pay for your habits and mine.
I smoke just like you.
- Come on man, you know I used to let you hold money man,
you forgot all them damn times I let you hold money?
Don't act brand new man, come on, Jordan.
Stop playing, man, don't act brand new.
- You quit your job.
Why would you quit your job?
I have a whole job.
I go to work every single day.
- Man, look, I ain't got nothing to do with it.
You gonna let me hold the money or not, man?
- Man, I really don't know.
'Cause I don't know how you'll get back to me,
you keep quitting jobs.
You've had four jobs in the last six months.
- Man, I'm about to do a little job
for somebody tomorrow, man, let me use the money.
- Yeah, how long is that gonna last, bro?
- Yo, I start work tomorrow.
I told you I'll pay you the money back, I promise.
- You gonna get my money back tomorrow?
- Yeah, tomorrow.
- What happened to your last job, actually? Tell me that.
Man, the nigga, he started talking his mouth, ran this mouth.
The temper right?
- Huh?
- Didn't we talk about this the last time, I said temper?
You got mad again, didn't you?
- Yeah, I got mad!
The nigga shouldn't have ran his mouth at me!
Anyway, besides that, you gonna let me hold the money, or not, man?
What do you wanna talk about, my history?
Man, I'm gonna let you get the money, nigga. But what the fuck?
You gotta do better with your life.
Why you gotta complain? Why don't you just go and give it to me.
Stop complaining, man, come on.
You know I'm gonna give back to you, I'm good for it.
All right, cool.
- Come on, get the money, man.
Stupid ass nigga.
Acting dumb all the time.
(indistinct) Stop playing. Shit.
(funky music)
This shit's whack.
Oh, that's my shit right here.
♪ Put your mask on ♪
♪ When you see me I just gotta blast on ♪
♪ Last nigga dissed my cousin got a headstone ♪
♪ Get, get your blast on ♪
♪ When you see me I just put your mask on ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, get your blast on ♪
♪ Get, get, get, get ♪
♪ Put your mask on ♪
♪ When you see me, I just get your blast on ♪
♪ Last nigga dissed my cousin got a headstone ♪
♪ We spit the block about to chop another head off ♪
(car driving)
♪ He died with a knife, he shoulda had his pipe on ♪
♪ We flick a switch my little shooter turn the lights on ♪
♪ For red light, bitch you know this shit the red zone ♪
♪ Post it up and now you know I keep my pipe on ♪
♪ This shit here, tit for tat ♪
♪ You know this how we get it on, let's go ♪ ♪ Let's get it on ♪
♪ We spin the bottle, we got semis on, and fifties on ♪
♪ We got honeys in the thirties on us ♪
♪ How about all them with the racks on 'em? ♪
♪ We sitting on them ♪
(hip hop music continues)
(car rushing)
- [Female Voice] Breaking news. Everyone needs to the evacuate the city, I repeat:
Everyone needs to evacuate the city.
People are getting sick and dying.
The sickness is three times powerful than COVID-19.
People are dropping dead like flies,
it is some kind of plague or something.
I repeat, you must evacuate. (beep)
(ominous music)
- What's that?
(ominous music)
(bones crunching)
(ominous music)
(bones crunching)
(ominous music intensifies)
- What the fuck is that?
Man, shit, man.
Shit, man!
Shit!
(music intensifies)
(car engine revving)
Man, what the hell was that?
(crying out in pain)
Get off me, man!
(gun fires)
Shit.
(ominous music)
(tense music)
(car driving)
Man, it's raining like cats and dogs out here man, shit.
Jordan, Jordan!
Yo, fuck, Jordan!
(ominous music intensifies)
Fuck's going on there, man.
No, no, no, man.
Man, I should go check on Jordan, man.
What the fuck.
How did they get here, man?
What came here and killed them?
What the fuck!?
Oh shit, Jordan, what the fuck is you doing?
Jordan, what the fuck, man?
Motherfucker, come on, Jordan,
what the fuck is you doing,
get the fuck off me, Jordan!
Oh! Oh! Motherfucker!
Don't bite me bitch!
(metal clanking)
Jordan?
Fuck, what the fuck going on, man?
(intense music)
Man, this fucking piece of shit.
Ran outta motherfucking gas, man, damn.
See if I can call some goddamn body, man.
Call my cousin, Earl, see if he answers.
I hope that motherfucking thing don't come.
Shit, what the fuck is going on, man?
This Nigga ain't even answering no motherfucking phone, man.
Only Nigga I got to call, man.
I'm gonna have to ditch this bitch and start walking.
Man, shit.
Man I need a fucking ride, man.
Next motherfucker to come, I'm gonna flag him down.
Man, it's 25 miles to get back
to fucking South Boston, though, man.
Yo!
What's up man?
- Hey bro, you all right? You need any help?
You got a little car trouble there?
You need help?
- Yeah, man, I need a ride, man, back to town, man.
You know the fuck going on around here?
- Come on, hop in, hurry up.
- All right, man.
(ominous music) - Yeah.
- You know what's going on, huh?
Hop the fuck out, get out the car.
Get out the car, man.
It's a fucking zombie apocalypse, or something going the fuck on right here.
I don't trust nobody.
Nigga, you might turn on me, get out.
Get the fuck out.
Get over there, get over there.
Get in my car, get in my car.
Get your ass.
(car door slams)
And don't move, I don't trust you.
Make sure they ain't fucking coming.
(ominous music)
Hey, don't you move, don't move!
Sayonara motherfucker, zombies out here.
(car door slams)
- Ugh, this guy just stole my car.
I left my phone in there, I can't call home to my wife.
Oh, I'm so lost.
Oh, come on, come on.
Few more steps.
Where am I even at?
(ominous music continues)
(branches snapping)
What was that?
(ragged breath)
(ominous music intensifies)
- I hope somebody come for us soon, son.
Phone dead and everything, Lord, I can't wait.
I hope your father realizes that we haven't gotten back.
I know he's worried about us and I don't know what the hell.
We not getting out this car.
We not getting out this car, I'm not getting out this car.
We gonna wait for your dad here, okay?
Boy, I know you're hungry.
I'm hungry, I'm tired, this car's not working.
Dropped my damn keys out there.
That's why I need to try to get my keys.
(ominous music)
(fast-paced music)
I'll try to get my keys.
'Cause we can't sit here, we can't continue to sit here.
But when I go out there, you stay here.
You hear me?
And if you see anything, you yell, "Mom!"
Okay?
It's dark as hell out there, there's some things I may miss, okay.
All right, I'll be a second.
(feet shuffling on gravel)
(woman screaming)
(gun shots firing)
(target screaming)
- Come on, let's go. The apocalypse is going on, we got to get outta here.
I know a safe place.
- Thank you for saving me, but what about my husband?
Hold on, hold on, my son, hold on.
Just lemme get my baby, baby, okay.
All right, come on baby, let's go.
Okay, we're gonna find your (indistinct), follow me.
Okay, I will, how long has this been going on?
(car driving)
- This motherfucker running outta gas too, man.
Is this the game, put no motherfucking gas in the car, man?
I can't fucking believe this fool ain't
putting no motherfucking gas in his truck, man.
(car door slams)
Damn you worser than me, man.
Shit man, it's like 15 more miles
back to South Boston just to fucking try to get home.
I can't get back home, man,
'cause, damn roommate turn into
one of the motherfucking creatures.
Gotta get to my grandma's then.
(ominous music)
(knocking at door)
Is anybody home?
Fuck, man.
Shit.
Shit, there's someone, man.
Fuck! Ow!
(intense music)
(creature grunts)
(choking noises)
(man cries in pain)
(fist striking creature)
(ominous music)
(creature grunting)
- Charles!
(rifle fires)
(somber music)
- Come on, man, let's go!
- Baby, you okay?
- Yes.
- Okay, baby.
- You good, everything good?
You sure?
Thank God.
(ominous music)
(zombie grunting)
(Holy Man panting)
- [Holy Man] I must find a way to save this world.
This plague has gone too far.
So has that Witch.
I must find the Visionary.
It's running outta time.
I know I must find her.
She has to be close, I sense her.
This must be the place.
There, there she goes.
Greetings Visionary.
- You're here, I've been waiting for you.
How was your journey?
- It's very, very long, and windy.
Tell me, how much time do we have?
- We do not have much time at all.
We need to act quickly.
We have to stop the Seeds.
The older they get, the more they grow,
the more intelligent they become.
And they figure on ways to beat us and destroy us.
- So tell me, Visionary, what must I do
to stop this wicked madness around this world?
- We have to find the Child of God.
We have to bring him here in this Holy Ground.
There is a crystal on his chest.
And with that crystal,
when we say the words of the Holy Grail,
that will stop this and we can save civilization.
- So we already got that for the saving the world.
But how must we stop the Witch?
- With this potion.
This potion is the only thing that can kill the Witch.
This is what you must take to destroy her.
- Very well, but how can I find the Chosen Child of God?
- I'm going to lead you.
We're going to go together.
That's the only way we can do this.
And I'm gonna take you to the Chosen Child.
- Very well, I have to warn you,
it's going to be very, very dangerous.
- I understand that, I'm ready.
This is what my whole life has been about,
reaching this point, and this is what I'm supposed to do.
- Then you hold onto this.
But Visionary, I need a weapon,
the way I can defeat the zombies with.
(tense music)
- I have this for you.
I've been waiting to give it to you.
It was my father's sword, he was a great warrior.
He defeated many evil spirits with this.
(tense music)
- And with this I will be victorious.
(sword whooshing)
Lead on, Visionary.
We've got the mission to complete.
- God is with us, let's go.
- May God bless us.
(birds chirping)
- Hey, son.
Everything's gonna be okay, right?
Don't worry, we're gonna make it outta here.
I love you.
Let's just stay focused.
Make sure you're drinking water every day.
And you remember that little song I taught you, remember?
And what we used to do all the time, we made it up.
We gonna make it right.
♪ We're gonna make it ♪
♪ We going ♪
Sing with me baby.
Come on, come on.
♪ We gonna make it ♪
♪ We going to survive ♪
Come on, let's head back.
Your father should be back soon.
He went to go get us some food and water.
- Hey.
- Hi, how you doing?
- Love your necklace.
That's so cute.
- How are you doing?
- Hanging in there.
- That's good.
- How's he doing, is he doing any better?
- No, he still hasn't said a word since seven weeks ago.
- Oh my goodness.
- He hasn't said anything, he just...
This here has affected us all really, you know?
And I just hope he comes back to it.
I lose my mind.
- I'm so sorry to hear that.
I just can't believe the world has come to this.
It is just breaking my heart.
I mean, it's horrible to hear what all is going on,
but he's gonna be fine.
I know that everything's gonna be just fine with him.
He's so precious and-
- Really?
- We'll make sure
everything is gonna be okay with him.
We'll protect him and take good care of him.
- Thank you so much, thank you.
- We always have your back. We're always with you.
We'll be there for you, always.
- Thank you so much.
- We care about you guys.
- We gotta to stick together here, you know. We're all we have.
We don't know how many other survivors are out there.
- We do have to stick together.
- Yes.
- And especially protect this little one.
- Definitely.
Well, soon his father will be back with food and water
so we all can enjoy, okay?
- That sounds good.
- Sounds like a plan, thank you.
I'm starving myself, man.
I am too, I'm really hungry. And I know he's got to be.
- Yeah. Gotta feed this little one here.
Maybe he'll come around soon,
hopefully sooner than later.
- Definitely, we'll take care of him. - I'm looking forward to some smiles.
- Yes.
- Give 'em a smile.
- There you go.
- Hey, Pops?
- Yeah.
- I ain't even gonna lie, man. I'm a little bit scared.
I wonder what happened to the world, man?
- Well, son, the Bible is being fulfilled.
It said this shall come and it's coming.
- That's what it looks like.
- Yeah, but I mean it just happened like...
(finger snaps)
- Seven weeks ago, but like I said,
the Bible said that this is what come up on us,
and it's coming, so you got to believe.
What happened to your family?
- Same thing that happened to everybody else's.
These things came from outta nowhere, and just started killing everybody.
They got my family just like everybody else.
Y'all the only few people I seen in six weeks.
I ain't seen nobody over my neighborhood, anything else.
- I see little zombies every day, little Seeds.
That's what they call them now.
- Yeah.
- Seeds of Satan.
- So what are we gonna do?
Just walk around killing them until they kill us eventually,
or they eventually gonna go away?
- I don't think they're going away.
- I don't think so either.
Not at all.
Man, we ain't found nothing to eat yet.
- Man, we definitely need some supplies.
- I ain't trying to shoot this gun, but I will.
- Definitely more guns, this the only one I got.
- We need some food.
I'm hungry and I'm tired of walking around
running from zombies or Seeds,
or whatever you call 'em, every day.
I'm scared, I'm hungry, I need a bath.
(ominous music)
I hear something.
- Not again.
- Let's go, come on.
- Keep moving.
- Come on, let's go, let's go anyway.
- You can't get away from it.
Hey, boss, see that bag?
Go check it out, go check it out.
See what's in there. Why I gotta go?
You got the stick, go check it out with the stick.
-You got the gun! - Man, you Pops?
You're supposed to be protecting me.
- You got the gun!
- Yeah, I got you.
Watch my back.
- We got your back.
- [Blue Shirt] We don't see nothing.
- [Charles] Watch my back, please, watch my back.
- [Pops] We got you. What's in there?
- Supplies.
- Yeah.
- Everything we need.
There's no way there's nobody else out here.
- No way.
- Why would they just drop their bag like that though?
[Charles] It don't matter. We got it.
I'm really freaking out now. Let's go, let's go.
We're not the only one. We can't be.
- I don't know, maybe it's somebody who was killed.
- I don't care who it is.
I don't want to run across them.
Hold my bag, hold my bag.
Little boy. Little boy, you need help?
Little boy?
(angry hissing)
Run!
- It's this way man.
- Are you sure man? You got us lost when we was kids.
- [Ray] Man, you never let nothing go man.
- God damn right.
- [Ray] Nothing.
- We was out there for two days
- [Ray] Come on, man. We had a good time though.
(loud twig snapping)
Come on, Shh, man, fucking things out here,
you making all this fucking noise.
You know, I risk my neck to get you out of fucking prison.
And you're the dumb ass gonna get me killed
out here making all this fucking noise.
- What would you do if you saw Trans Am
parked at a gas station running with the keys in?
- I'm not stupid. I wouldn't have gone in it.
Come on man, get your ass on, fuck.
- Yeah, so you say.
- I'd have left that car sitting there.
- Always a goody two-shoes.
You know I'm the best car thief,
and they just set it right there on a gold platter.
- The best car thief? Do you hear yourself, man?
The car was running.
The keys were in it.
- Exactly. So how could I let that go?
- There's no skill in that man.
You're a fucking disappointment dude.
- First of all, it was easy.
You know what, you're always complaining.
But you weren't the one that got left at Grandma's house, was you?
- You was fucking up man.
- Man, fuck that.
Y'all didn't even give me a chance.
- Disappointment to mom and dad, man.
- Fuck both of them. - Never do shit.
- They always, liked you anyway.
Look who out here with the gun and who got a bat.
- Exactly.
- Who out here with a badge on?
Look who out here in fucking orange jumpsuits?
- Well I appreciate it.
- [Ray] Maybe you should listen to me a little bit.
- Yeah, maybe.
Yeah. That badge don't mean nothing now.
Cause the whole world ended. Now you in my world.
- The gun still mean a lot. And you already know it.
- But that badge don't mean shit.
- Come on man.
- Might as well have this on.
- Look, we got to stick together.
There is no fucking way, whether you like it or not.
And you're make too much God damn noise,
and a fucking zombie is gonna show up
and fucking eat one of us.
- Man, I ain't gonna have it. I ain't gonna get bit dawg.
I ain't trying to get bit.
- You know what, you seen someone get bit?
Nah.
I seen it, it ain't fucking pretty. I ain't trying to get bit.
- I made it this far, Ray.
- Oh, God, 'cause of me. 'Cause of me!
- You?
Where was you?
- Why're you here? Because of me.
- Yeah, right now. But what about before?
- What happened when they got run over the cells?
You was having zombies and little eating things
munching on you all up in your little cell.
Had nothing to do trying to throw oodles and noodles
and fucking cans of beans at it.
Get the fuck out of here man.
- You always the jokester, huh?
- [Ray] Yeah.
- What you doing Pops? Man, come on.
We gotta go. We gotta get the hell up outta here.
- Man. I'm tired, you go ahead. Shit.
- Man, if you don't come on, I am gonna leave your ass.
We gotta keep moving, Pops. Come on.
- I can't make it I'm-
(strange shrieking sound)
Oh hell.
- You on your own.
- Oh hell.
Damn, I got to go. Shoot.
I can't make it.
(shrieks of pain)
- Baby, baby, baby.
I'm here for you.
Everything is gonna be all right.
- Ah, damn it.
- You're gonna be fine. You're gonna be fine.
- Am I bit? Am I bit?
- Let's wrap you up, you're bleeding.
You're bleeding on your head.
- Oh. It was a lot of them. We're gonna survive.
- You're gonna survive this. You're gonna get through it.
- We gotta get 'em.
We can't stop fighting.
- No. Never stop fighting, never.
- We have to.
- You're gonna be fine. You're gonna be fine.
- Keep that on your head. - We gotta keep moving.
We can't stand still.
We gotta go.
- Oh. So much blood.
- We gotta go. It'll be fine, it'll be fine.
- Mummy, where's daddy?
- He's on his way baby. He'll be here soon.
He should be coming soon.
Okay? Don't worry about anything.
Everything's gonna be okay. All right?
Baby! Baby is that you?
- Hun, hun, it's me. It's me baby.
Baby I've been bitten. I don't have much longer.
- No, no. - You're gonna have to kill me.
- No I can't. - You're gonna have to.
- No!
- You gonna have to.
Son, you're gonna have to go now, I don't have much longer.
Take him back to the camp.
- No.
- Take him back to the camp.
- No!
- Sarah, I love you.
Take him back to the camp.
- [Sarah] I love you. - I will do it myself.
I love you guys.
(solemn music)
(gun shot)
(solemn music)
- What the fuck is that?
- That motherfucker is dead.
(loud twig snapping)
- Shh! Shh.
Show some respect man.
- [Ricky] He's dead.
- He's dead. But you ain't have do all that to him.
- Really? I didn't have to do all that. The world is over.
- Come on man, have some fucking respect, for the dead and shit, man.
- Some respect for the dead? You just checking his pockets? The world has ended.
Who looking for him?
Come on man, What about afterlife?
- We all gonna die.
You gonna die. I'm going die.
Everyone's gonna die.
Just like this motherfucker.
- How are we going to atone for this?
You can't tell me shit ain't real.
Hell's fucking gates or some craziness is going on, man.
The plan, something happening.
- And you see, they up here, right? So that means guess what?
- Whatever man. I get, I mean, yeah.
- But you know you always right man.
You got all the goddamn answers.
- Just trying to be better and good enough man.
- Yeah.
- You just trying to get by. Come on.
Just like him.
You know man, now that the world is,
you know, basically over,
it does make you at least think on it
and appreciate the good times man.
Remember them? Remember the ramps we used to build?
- Yeah. You know how I used to jump all over?
- Remember that time you broke your arm.
- (laughing) And you laughed.
- [Ray] It was funny. You know, now that I think about it.
- Yeah. Yeah.
It was kind of funny, though.
What the fuck?
Ah!
(screaming in pain)
- Ricky!
(shots firing)
Ricky, Ricky, come on man, get up.
Fuck, Ricky. Get up man.
- It's probably the happiest day of your life, ain't it motherfucker?
- Shut up man, get the fuck up, your stupid ass bat didn't do no fucking good, man.
Want your stupid ass fucking bat?
- What'd Father say, he told us something
about a gun didn't he?
- No, you can't get Father Victor's fucking gun, man.
- Did they fucking bite me.
- They got you, man. They fucking bit you any fucking way, man.
- Yeah.
- There's gotta be a way though man.
(intense foreboding music)
- Shit, I thought I was the only one alive.
- Pretty sure we was the only one alive.
But I was just hoping we wasn't the only ones alive.
- What the fuck? Is he infected?
- Don't worry about that. That's my problem.
We need to stick together.
It's not like there's many of us left.
- I understand. But if he fucking turns,
I'm telling you.
- I will take care of him.
- You sure about that?
- He is my problem. He's gonna be fine.
We going to find a cure and he's gonna be fine.
- I'll be alright. I ain't going out that easy.
- Y'all follow me.
(feverish moaning)
- Oh my gosh, what's wrong with him?
(women discuss in low voices)
(muffled screams)
- Lord. Please, please. Jesus. Please.
My husband Lord, he needs you.
Kill him Lord, like only you can. Please Lord.
- Please, come, come hurry.
It's about your husband.
- Is he okay? Is he okay?
- Oh my God. Oh my God he's dead!
- I tried to help him, I tried to help him.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
I tried to help.
I really tried to help him. I tried, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry. I tried to save him.
I tried. I tried honey, I tried.
- What happened?
- Billy... Billy's dead.
- Billy's dead?!
- I tried, I tried to help him.
- No! No!
- I'm so sorry.
- Your husband dead too?
- Yes.
- Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry.
- When he got bitten, he told me that I,
that he wanted me to just off him.
He didn't wanna, you know, go on like that.
I told him no.
He told me to take him and his son back to,
you know, the camp,
and, and I heard him kill himself.
Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry.
But we gonna get through this. We all we have,
we can't keep, we all here try to survive.
We can't keep doing this.
We don't have anybody.
But you got me.
Okay. You got me.
Trust me. Trust me.
- Okay. Thank you.
(haunting ominous music)
(footsteps through the woods)
(gun shots)
(screaming in pain)
(haunting music intensifies)
(quiet, eerie music)
- What are you doing here? And who are you?
- I'm Corporal Johnson, military marine, Officer.
- You know how to stop this. What do you know about this?
Is there a cure?
- It's too late for him, but it's not for the rest.
We have to move quickly or we'll lose everyone.
- [Ray] What do you mean it's too late?
- His neck.
The infection is already spread through his veins.
- Hold man.
You're close enough, buck.
- Easy.
- There's no other way. There's no other way.
- Killing me won't solve it.
- So, between his eyes?
- This is my brother!
It's my problem. I will take care of him.
He hasn't even turned yet.
If he turns into the problem, I will kill him myself.
- You sure about that?
- Myself.
- You sure about that?
- I'm not gonna let y'all do it.
- No. Let's stop this now.
Put down the sword, put down your gun.
Put them down please.
We've got to work together.
I can sense the Chosen Child of God, follow me.
Let's work together.
Let's find him so we can end this.
- Very well.
- I'm so sorry about your husband.
I just can't believe that happened, I am just so sorry.
- Thank you. Thank you, I appreciate that.
- You're welcome. And I'm so sorry.
- Everything's gonna be okay.
- We just finished burying your husband.
- Thank you, let's go get something to eat
and let's just let this pain go.
- Come on, let's head back.
- Thank you.
(eerie music)
- Kill everyone.
- Are you hungry? Would you like some chips?
- I am, thank you.
- Everything's gonna be okay.
- Thank you, thank you so much.
- I'm so sorry.
- Thank you.
(gasping in surprise)
- I guarantee we're gonna make it out of here.
- Absolutely.
- Hey everybody!
Survivors coming this way.
- Really?
- I brought some people back to help us.
- We're here to help, we're here to help,
to work with you all.
He's the one. He's the one.
It's the Chosen Child of God, he's the one.
Hello sweetheart.
I am so glad to see you.
- What you mean, he's the one?
- He's the Chosen Child of God.
He's the one that can stop all this.
- Wait a minute.
We finally found him?
You must hurry up and take him to the Holy Ground.
- This is my son.
- I understand that, I understand that.
Go to your mom. But he is the Chosen Child of God.
He is the one that can stop
all this madness and save everyone.
- Really?
- Yes.
- Listen, we have no more time.
We must take him to the Holy Ground.
That's the only way we can stop this madness.
- Well, I'm going.
I'm going with him, you have to take us both.
- That's fine. We got to hurry.
Let's roll.
- We have to come together and work together.
We have to leave right now.
We're going to take care of him.
But we have to leave and get to the Holy Ground right now.
All of us, together.
This way, y'all.
(menacing church bells)
Y'all, stop. They're here.
I need you to lead them to the Holy Ground right now.
Take them all.
I'm gonna stay behind and hold off the zombies.
It'll be okay everybody.
I need you all to go, now.
- Very well.
- God speed, God speed.
- I'm fine, let's go.
- [Visionary] Get behind me, get behind me.
(cries in pain) Oh! Oh my god! What did you do?
(zombie groaning)
- It's too quiet. But we must hurry.
And get him to the Holy Ground.
- I can't believe that my son is the Chosen One.
We have to hurry up and get him back, end this shit.
- That's my plan.
We have to end it all.
- Let's hurry.
- Once we get there,
we have to get him on the Sacred Ground.
There when we fight the Witch, I'll take care of it.
Y'all, just let the young boy do his thing.
He'll know what to do at the right time.
- I'm Corporal Johnson.
I served 35 years in the military, Ex-Special Forces.
So we gotta do this too.
- Yes we do, it's nice to meet you.
I'm a medic, I've been in the field for 25 years.
I really enjoyed my job.
- Did you?
- And I've helped a lot of people.
- I'm sure you have.
'Cause you definitely need the medics in the military.
- Yes.
- You guys are just as essential as we, as we are.
- Yes.
- Absolutely.
- I appreciate your service. - And I appreciate you being here.
I need you, we need.
- Thank you.
We need each other.
- Yes, yes we do. - Man, I don't feel so good bro.
- You ain't looking too good man. - No he don't, you really don't.
- You looking rough, man. - Yeah.
- You gonna make it, man? - I need to tell you something, though.
I appreciate you.
I'm sorry, man.
- Don't talk like that man.
You're gonna get through this.
We're gonna, you're gonna fix it dude.
- Not this time.
- We'll fucking fix it, don't even think like that. Come on man.
- Run!
- Come on man. I gotta put you down, I gotta help fight.
Just sit right here.
You all right? We'll be back, man.
It's gonna be all right. You'll be all right, man, we'll be back.
- Love you bro.
- I love you too man, it's not over, bro, it's not over.
- Damn, I'm out of bullets!
- Get out of here, I got this!
(tense music)
- Is it dead?
- Good.
Let's go.
- Oh wait, I can't leave my brother.
- (screams in pain)
- Ricky, No!
(gun shot)
- Ricky. No, Ricky!
(groans in anguish)
- Quick, hurry. Get him to the Sacred Ground.
Here they come.
Stop right there. You will not pass.
- You will all die.
- Hey Keisha, I have something to tell you.
You know what happened to your husband?
You know what really happened to your husband?
I killed him.
- What?
- You wanna know why? I hate humanity.
I hate humans.
I'm sick of them.
I hate this world.
- You killed my husband?
- I had to do it.
(gun shot)
- Oh honey.
- You will all die. (laughs)
(Holy Man grunts with effort)
Go straight back to hell.
- Honey.
- Dad are you okay?
(eerie music)
(zombie groaning)
(woman screams)
- No!
(loud explosion)
- It's finally over baby.
It's finally over.
- Hey, is that a jacket right there?
They got some motherfucking goods up in there.
Shit, man.
Man, I hope there's a Snicker's Bar, Twix, Reese's Pieces,
or something in this motherfucker man.
Damn cell phone and a battery, man, fuck.
I ain't had a cigarette in nine weeks.
Shit, there's gotta be a lighter in here.
(muttering indistinctly)
Damn. This motherfucker tastes good as a bitch, man.
Man, I gotta find something to eat, man.
Shit, I ain't eaten since this morning, man.
The fuck man?
Oh shit not again man. Damn!
Fuck!
Fuck this shit man.
No!
Oh no.
No, no motherfucker, oh Hell no, mother.
Get this motherfucker off me, Lord, please! I don't want to die today!
No I ain't dying.
I ain't fucking dying motherfucker.
(zombie struggle sounds)
Shit!
(gunshots blasting)
(tense music)
- Come and get me motherfucker.
This a strong motherfucker.
Ah.
Ah, motherfucker.
(zombie grunting and groaning)
Bitch, get the fuck off me.
Only the strong survive motherfucker, goodnight.
- I wish Mark would hurry, it's scary out here.
- Yeah.
I just wish he can hurry up.
- It's dark.
- Yes.
Fucking door locked.
Hey, y'all open the door.
- No!
- Open the door.
- No! No!
- Hey man, open the fucking door.
Stupid ass kids man, shit.
Open the door.
Open the fucking door, you stupid idiots.
Shit, man. Shit, man.
Who the fuck is that?
That's the nigga that shot the zombie.
Yo, this your car man, huh?
Is this your car? Open the goddamn door. I gotta get outta here, man.
- So you just leave a motherfucker that's trying to help you?
- It was either you or me, man.
But I thank you for saving me, man.
- Get your ass out my way.
- Man no, you can't, they're coming man, man they coming man, you got a gun!
Dude, you got a fucking gun!
Come on man, open the side door or something, come on.
(sound of a gun being loaded)
- Come on motherfucker.
- Yeah, you kill him, motherfucker.
- Hey, motherfucker!
(gunshots blasting)
(empty gun clicking)
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(zombie groaning)
(rhythmic beeping)
(loud constant beep)
(explosion)
- Get the fuck outta here man.
-What about our brother?
- Man, fuck your brother, man.
Shit, you know what the hell going on.
- Our brother!
Man we in survival mode, man.
Survival of the fittest.
- [Children] Leave us alone!
- Y'all better shut the hell up, before I drop y'all off.
Get the out the fuck out.
Get out. Matter of fact?
Then say something else.
(hip-hop music starts)
(eerie instrumental hip-hop)