An Unusual Team/Transcript

*“I don’t know what you’re wanting to do - but it’s gonna end badly for you.”* *—Owen*

**Starring:**

Anthony Ingruber as JACOB FELDMAN

Robert Pattinson as WILLIAM REYNES

Nicholas Hoult as CLAYTON FREEMAN

Nick Frost as RANDALL FORSTER

Simon Quarterman as FELIX QUARTERMAN

Robin Lord Taylor as EDWARD REMAR

Erin Richards as ERIN MONROE

Tom Payne as ALBERT HANSON

Helen McCrory as HELEN CULLEN

**Also Starring**

Terry McGovern as OWEN GLIEFIELD

**Guest Starring**

Emilia Clarke as KATE BLOODSTONE

Drew Powell as TEDDY POWELL

Steven Ogg as STEVEN PHILIPS

Jim Broadbent as JIM BUTTERMAN

Imelda Staunton as LESLIE STAUNTON

Todd Soley as QUENTIN RICHARDS

Michael McElhatton as MICHAEL HALL

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**Scene #1**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - NORTH PLAZA/THE HUNTIN’ SHACK**

After a while of waiting around, the horde outside TEDDY POWELL’s gun store clears up somewhat. While getting ready to head back out, Teddy strikes up a conversation.

***Teddy:*** *So, gents. What brought you on a perilous trip out here? This section of the plaza is crowded.*

***William:*** *Yeah - well, we were rescuing prisoners--*

***Randall:*** *Guns.*

***William:*** *Oh, you mean here as in the section, right.*

***Randall:*** *Guns…*

***Teddy:*** *Like I said, we can’t just hand these out here, there and everywhere.*

***William:*** *Well, we’re nice guys. Trustworthy. The people we work with used to run this mall. They know it better than anyone.*

***Teddy:*** *Doesn’t make you trustworthy in this new setting.*

***William:*** *Fair play.*

***Teddy:*** *Look - this is a terrible place to be trapped in. I think you should get back to the supermarket.*

***Randall:*** *Help us get there then.*

***Teddy:*** *Did you not just come from there? I’m not a damn errand boy, I’m a store owner.*

***William:*** *Yeah, except we’re separated from one of our boys. Two of us can’t go back alone-- three didn’t make it together.*

***Teddy:*** *Well, we’re planning to clear this plaza out best we can. Maybe if y’all stick around, you can help out.*

***William:*** *Alright, alright, that’s fair. When?*

***Teddy:*** *It’ll be soon. Now - both of you head to the supermarket, dangerous or not. Pass onto Leslie that I am ready to begin clearing. When she sends out a team to start, I’ll see to it. And I’ll join in.*

***Randall:*** *Rightio.*

***Teddy:*** *Nice to meet ya’, boys.*

***William:*** *You too.*

WILLIAM REYNES and RANDALL FORSTER swing open the door to the gun shop and sprint out.

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**Scene #2**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - WONDERLAND PLAZA**

Picking up right where their last scene ended, JACOB FELDMAN looks up at EDWARD REMAR with shock.

***Jacob:*** *Well, holy shit. You ended up doing okay for yourself.*

***Edward:*** *You could say that. Come on up to me. It’ll be less crowded, the ride will distract them.*

Jacob and ERIN MONROE hurry up the steps to where Edward is.

**Scene #2 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - WONDERLAND PLAZA/THE SPACE RIDER**

After getting to safety, Erin looks down at Edward’s twisted and crushed leg. Edward takes notice.

***Edward:*** *Quite a wound, mm? I’d rightfully say it’s pretty bad.*

***Jacob:*** *Yet here you are, cheerier than I’ve ever seen you.*

***Edward:*** *Because I am doing great for myself. And I just saved two people from potential danger. Of course I’m - happy with myself for that.*

***Jacob:*** *Nice…*

***Erin:*** ***(To Edward)*** *And where do you plan to go now?*

***Edward:*** *Oh, I think I’d like to ask a few questions first. Two people, going through Wonderland Plaza alone. Despite the perilous journey it is.*

***Erin:*** *I was saving him.*

***Edward:*** *From what?*

***Jacob:*** *Horde in the North Plaza. Y’know it’s full of traders? Store owners.*

***Edward:*** *Ugh. Communities and groups rising up already. If the military is coming in two days what does it matter?*

***Erin:*** *There’s always a chance they don’t make it here.*

***Edward:*** *Oh, nice to meet you too. I’m Edward.*

***Erin:*** ***(Irritated)*** *Erin.*

***Jacob:*** *What led you to saving us anyway, Edward? I don’t remember you being much of a people person.*

***Edward:*** *I’m not a people person. But that does not mean I’m a shitty person.* ***(He limps forward)*** *And now I’m trapped up here with both of you anyway. Think about it - if that ride goes off - we get attention put onto us, and if it stays on, we’re stuck up here because they swarm the stairs below.*

***Erin:*** *Cheery. I’ve been trapped for most of my time in this apocalypse.*

***Jacob:*** *We’re all effectively trapped in this mall.*

***Edward:*** *Oh, most of us could’ve left by now I’m sure, but there still seems to be HUNDREDS of survivors lurking around. Those who truly wish to live here in the end--clear it out in the long game IF the military makes it--well, they’re in for a rough time prevailing.*

***Erin:*** *Considering the amount of psychopaths in this mall.*

***Jacob:*** *Well - I mean, at least we’re trapped at a children’s ride.*

***Edward:*** ***(Annoyed)*** *It makes allllll the difference.*

***Jacob:*** *How’d you get out of Al Fresca with the fucked leg?*

***Edward:*** *I fought. I’m not WILLING to die just yet. This experience is just too interesting to me. And I’ll be here to see the end of it.*

***Erin:*** *How ambitious. Quite cute.*

***Edward:*** ***(Groaning in annoyance)*** *I couldn’t be stuck with two worse people.*

***Jacob:*** *Three sarcastic minds in one room? I kind of like it, Ed.*

***Edward:*** *I said before, DON’T call me that.*

***Erin:*** *Why? The nickname hold some bad value to you?*

***Edward:*** *My FRIENDS call me Ed.*

***Jacob:*** *What friends? No offense. You’re a lone wolf. Hell - Erin is too.*

***Erin:*** *Yeah, only my friends got eaten. Yours?*

***Edward:*** *Believe it or not, they got eaten too. Is that surprising to you? You’d be shocked because- oh yeah - the zombies here EAT PEOPLE.*

***Jacob:*** *Alright, calm down. You’re a loud guy.*

***Edward:*** *I tend to be when I’m stuck with morons.*

***Jacob:*** *Kind. Anyways - I don’t want to, uh - sit here forever. My friends and I were heading to the gun store. I got cut off.*

***Erin:*** *Which is where I came in…*

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**Scene #3**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - SECURITY ROOM/WAITING ROOM #1**

QUENTIN RICHARDS enters the waiting room, and sits down, resting his head in his hands, thinking. OWEN GLIEFIELD looks over.

***Owen:*** *You’re thinking of going out there, aren’t you?*

***Quentin:*** *I don’t know anymore.*

***Owen:*** *What you’re planning on doing-- gives me a bad gut feeling. I don’t know what you’re wanting to do - but it’s gonna end badly for you.*

***Quentin:*** *It won’t--*

***Owen:*** *I just got a little gut feeling.*

HELEN CULLEN enters the room.

***Helen:*** *Our group was separated out there. I’m checking the cameras in the office now, to see if I can locate the missing ones. Be ready, boys, might need you.*

As Helen goes to walk back out, Quentin calls to her.

***Quentin:*** *Wait-- hey, wait. I -- I think I wanna go out. Edward--he’s still out there. I didn’t like how he left.*

***Helen:*** *Then wait ‘till I see where you need to go.*

As Helen exits, Quentin turns to CLAYTON FREEMAN.

***Quentin:*** *You-- shoulder shot. You wanna go out with me to help when I search for Edward?*

***Clayton:*** ***(Nodding)*** *My shoulder may bother me, so if we see a pharmacy we should get Owen medicine for his chest and some other meds.*

***Quentin:*** *Owen isn’t doing so hot-- that’s why I figured it’d be beneficial if we went to pick up stuff. But first - we gotta focus on Edward.*

***Owen:*** *What about the good people here injured? You gonna think about us? Not your little--expedition?*

***Quentin:*** *I figure he’s stuck out there in the middle of the undead. His life is at stake.*

***Clayton:*** *We’ll try and get medicine for the injured afterwards.*

***Quentin: (Nodding in agreement)*** *I figure it’s just cause he’s out there alone.*

***Clayton:*** *Owen, I assume you need heart pills, right? If so, me and Quentin may check the pharmacy when we can.*

Owen nods.

***Clayton:*** *Alright, so we’ll get Jacob and them, and then get the meds.*

***Quentin:*** *All of them. Edward as well. After leaving Edward-- all of them. I’m a bastard for it. Didn’t finish high school. No one knows, but-- I’m a crook as well. I didn’t actually invest - I… Whatever. I need to help them.*

***Clayton:*** *We will, don’t worry. Just wait for Helen to give the signal, and then we can go. And if we clear a part of the mall we could have access to the pharmacy.*

Helen steps back into the room.

***Helen:*** *Alright… Jacob is separated from the group with a few others I don’t recognize. I can’t reach anyone via radio, and they seem split up. This Edward you’re searching for - what does he look like?*

***Quentin:*** *Black hair--*

***Helen:*** *Does he have - anything about him I could spot?*

***Quentin:*** *Blue eyes--from what I remember. Black overcoat. We went through Al Fresca--*

***Helen:*** *I saw Jacob standing with a woman - and a man with a cane.*

***Quentin:*** *Yeah-- yeah, he - fucked up his leg pretty bad. Like really bad.*

***Clayton:*** *Are they friendly?*

***Quentin:*** *Yeah. Edward just--doesn’t enjoy being around other people. Maybe that was my fault…*

***Helen:*** *They’re at Wonderland Plaza… I don’t get audio. They’re up on the ride and seem surrounded. Look, Quentin - if you guys are going out, don’t go through Leisure Park. Go up to the roof from here, down the elevator into the storage room as before. Then head through the Entrance Plaza, to Al Fresca, the Food Court, and then to Wonderland. It’s a lot to take in, but you’ll make it. I can’t contact you both beyond this--please be careful.*

***Quentin:*** *I have one question. Where do you find the usual party stuff, like firecrackers or-- bottle rockets? I- I got a really bad idea. So bad that it’ll work.*

***Helen:*** *You could go into the Paradise Plaza shop called Child's Play. It was known for stocking not just childrens toys, but any kind of party products.*

***Clayton:*** *What about medication - where would we find that?*

***Quentin:*** *Thank you. Yeah, we need to make a quick stop for supplies for Owen here. We might need to do that tomorrow though. I’m sure that there’ll be--swarms of those creatures.*

***Helen:*** *There’s a pharmacy in Al Fresca. Good luck.*

Nodding, Quentin and Clayton stand up, and begin their mission by leaving the security room.

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**Scene #4**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - FOOD COURT**

Elsewhere in the mall, ALBERT HANSON is still on the run from hordes of the undead. He briefly seeks safety inside of a bathroom, but only for a moment as a zombie pushes open one of the stall doors and attacks him. After killing it with his wrench, Albert returns out into the food court. He sneaks around a few zombies, before noticing a particular zombie, one who was a security guard, carrying a pistol on his belt. Wanting the gun, Albert decides to stealthily travel over to the restaurant the security guard is outside of. He successfully retrieves the gun, but immediately shoots a zombie in the head with it when a zombie grabs onto his shirt. This alerts every other zombie in the food court. A panicked Albert jumps up and runs off, his ears ringing from the blast of the gunshot.

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**Scene #5**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - NORTH PLAZA/SEON’S SUPERMARKET**

WILLIAM REYNES and RANDALL FORSTER come dashing through the front doors of the supermarket, where KATE BLOODSTONE quickly closes and locks them to keep the horde out.

***Kate:*** *You boys find what you were looking for-- two of you returned… Why do I only see two of you?*

***William:*** *Jacob - he’s… He’s not with us. Separated, I don’t fucking know where he went.*

***Kate:*** *I reckon you’ll be going out looking for him then?*

***William:*** *Of course.*

***Jim:*** ***(Walking over)*** *Hello, boys! Everything go down okay?*

***Randall:*** *Nuh.*

***William:*** *No. No - not at all.*

***Jim:*** *Oh- well that’s never good.*

***William:*** *My best friend-- y’know Jacob? We got separated…*

***Randall:*** *Where’s that lady?*

***Jim:*** *That lady?*

***Randall:*** *Sorry - rude of me. Where’s the boss?*

***Jim:*** *Oh, she’ll be up in her office. You can go see her!*

***Randall:*** ***(To William)*** *You, uh - you go.*

***William:*** *Right… Where’s the office?*

JIM BUTTERMAN nods towards the office door. William heads over there.

***William:*** *Uh - what do I say?*

***Jim:*** *Oh, just go in, dear boy. She’s not a monster!*

***William:*** *Okay.*

William knocks before entering the office, where LESLIE STAUNTON is seen seated at her desk.

***Leslie:*** *Ah. Please, come in. Sit.*

William does just that, as Leslie pours an excessive amount of sugar into her tea.

***William:*** *Nice office.*

***Leslie:*** *Thank you. Kind comments help make the world go around. So, how can I help you?*

***William:*** *Well - the gun shop owner, Teddy, had a message.*

***Leslie:*** *Oh, how lovely. What’s the message?*

***William:*** *He said he’s ready to begin clearing, he said he’ll start clearing when you send out a party.*

***Leslie:*** *Oh, how excellent. I’ll get right on it.*

***William:*** *Perfect--thank you for your time, ma’am.*

***Leslie:*** *Not a problem.*

William exits the office, walking back over to the others.

***William:*** *She said she’ll get right on it.*

***Jim:*** *Hello, William. Right on what?*

***Randall:*** *Clearing the horde. The gun store man wanted it done.* ***(To William)*** *Are we staying to do that?*

***Kate:*** *That does not sound fun…*

***William:*** *You - you stay to help that out.*

***Randall:*** *Why not you?*

***William:*** *I need to go find Jacob. I’ll return as soon as possible. He’s my best friend - he’d do it for me. I have to.*

***Randall:*** *That’s a suicide mission.*

***Felix:*** ***(Walking over to them)*** *What’s this - another person about to go and fuck off to an early grave?*

***William:*** *Jacob - he’s been split up--from us.*

***Felix:*** *Joining your best friend this soon?*

***William:*** ***(Grimacing)*** *He’s* ***not*** *dead.*

***Felix:*** *It’s stupid to go out there.*

***William:*** *Then I’m stupid.*

***Felix:*** *We need to get BACK to the security room. Have you forgotten that’s the objecti--*

Mid rant, FELIX QUARTERMAN notices that the radio on William’s belt is broken. He grabs it.

***Felix:*** *Did one of those things fucking hit it while you were out there?*

***William:*** *Not that I was aware of…*

***Felix: (Examining the radio)*** *Fuck.* ***FUCK!*** *What did you do?!*

***Randall:*** *We were running through a horde, spaz. Better than him being torn open.*

***Jim:*** *Heh… How about everyone settles down?*

***William:*** *It doesn’t matter. She can still view us through the cameras. But just to be sure--* ***(To Jim)*** *You don’t got any radios, do you?*

***Jim:*** *No, sorry.*

***William:*** *Shit - no bother.*

***Randall:*** ***(Patting William’s shoulder)*** *Ey, well, good luck out there. Been a pleasure.*

***William:*** *Sure has - but, uh, I’ll try to survive.*

***Jim:*** *Good luck out there, William.*

***William:*** *Thanks, Jim.*

William exits the store, off to look for Jacob.

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**Scene #6**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - WONDERLAND PLAZA/HOMERUNNERS**

With undead all around Wonderland Plaza, ALBERT HANSON hurries inside one of the stores called Homerunners. Looking to get further away from the zombies, Albert sneaks into the unlocked back room. However, he quickly finds out that he’s not alone. An angry looking man holding a baseball bat approaches him.

***Albert:*** *Hey, hey, hey! Hey- listen--*

The man makes no signs of stopping. Albert pulls out his recently acquired pistol, shakily aiming it ahead of him.

***Albert:*** *I’ll… I’ll shoot! I’m warning you!*

The man charges at Albert.

***Albert:*** *I’M WARNING YOU--*

Albert fires two shots, killing the man. Horrified, Albert quickly rushes out of the store before zombies barricade him inside.

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**Scene #7**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA**

After making their way down, QUENTIN RICHARDS and CLAYTON FREEMAN rush out into Paradise Plaza, frantically looking for the store Helen told them about. They charge through the plaza, knocking zombies aside, until they spot the store.

***Quentin:*** *WE-- WE NEED TO GET TO CHILD’S PLAY! SHIT--*

A zombie latches onto Quentin’s leg, pulling him down. Clayton sprints over, kicking it off of him, and pulling Quentin to his feet.

***Quentin:*** *Thank you--*

They avoid the rest of the zombies, entering Child’s Play.

**Scene #7 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA/CHILD’S PLAY**

Not wasting any time, Quentin and Clayton begin searching through shelves and digging around boxes, searching for the tools and supplies they need.

***Quentin:*** *Shit - come on!* ***(He finds duct tape)*** *YES!*

Clayton finds some firecrackers, showing them to Quentin and handing them over.

***Quentin:*** *Yes - this is going well.*

Quentin finds the last item he needs - bottle rockets.

***Clayton:*** *Now what?!*

***Quentin:*** *We gotta get out of here--somewhere safe.* ***(He points to an opening)*** *There!*

Avoiding the hands of zombies, Quentin and Clayton run out with their items, headed for the storage room.

**Scene #7 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - STORAGE ROOM**

Quentin pants, leaning against the wall to catch his breath as he and Clayton barely make it back unharmed.

***Quentin:*** *Okay… step - step number one of my plan here-- we got the components. You got a lighter?*

***Clayton:*** *Yeah* ***(He hands it over)***.

***Quentin:*** *Good.*

Quentin staggers down the hall and into the storage room’s workshop, where a clean workbench awaits. He grins, putting together his weapon, taping the firecrackers to the bottle rocket.

***Quentin:*** *This’ll cause a distraction.*

He then lays eyes on a box of nails nearby.

***Quentin:*** *Eh--what the hell.*

Quentin takes the nails and a hammer, and hammers them into the rocket. For precaution, Quentin crafts an extra rocket to carry with them.

***Quentin:*** *When the time comes-- we set this off. Uh--explode-y - thingy. Yeah, good name. I know they like noise, so why not. Now we need to head to the Entrance Plaza.*

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**Scene #8**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - WONDERLAND PLAZA/THE SPACE RIDER**

Trying to escape the horde of zombies in Wonderland Plaza, STEVEN PHILIPS rushes into The Space Rider operating room. JACOB FELDMAN looks over.

***Jacob:*** *Oh jeez-- I remember this fucker.*

***Steven:*** *Woah, easy tough guy. I don’t remember you. Wasn’t a meaningful encounter.*

***Edward:*** *What is this? Some washed up old homeless man? You look worse than the dead ones.*

***Steven:*** *What the fuck did you just say to me, you hoppity crippled fuck? I’ll break your other leg.*

***Edward:*** *I spoke to you in the COMMON TONGUE here, ape. I doubt your education spans that far.*

***Steven:*** *God help me-- keep talking…*

***Erin:*** *Hey - how about we all calm the fuck down here.*

***Jacob:*** *This fucker was shooting at me and Clayton in the food court! He held us back!*

***Steven: (Smiling)*** *So THAT’S who you were! You shot me. In my leg.*

***Jacob:*** *Glad the shot landed.*

***Steven:*** *I’m sure your pal was beaming, too. Say, where is he? He bleed out yet?*

***Erin:*** ***(Confused)*** *This is why I - tend to be alone instead.*

***Edward:*** *You and me both.*

***Jacob: (To Steven)*** *He’s fine. And you better get the fuck out of here right now. You’re not welcome.*

***Edward:*** *I SECOND that. Get out.*

***Steven:*** *No can do, friend. Nope. I’m not becoming a chew toy.*

Next to them, The Space Rider roller coaster suddenly comes to a stop, shutting down.

***Jacob:*** *Uh--*

EDWARD REMAR hobbles over, trying to turn them back on, but the damage that Skittles the Clown had done to the control panel had finally broken the ride for good.

***Edward:*** *No, no, NO!*

***Steven:*** *I’m gonna assume that’s bad, yeah?*

***Jacob:*** *The horde has nothing left to, uh - keep them at bay. And now they’re gonna--*

A horde of zombies is already on its way up the stairs, having seen the survivors in the operating room.

***Steven:*** *Been a real pleasure, folks.*

Steven, ERIN MONROE and Edward ready their weapons and prepare themselves for the incoming horde.

***Jacob:*** *I don’t have, uh - a weapon.*

***Steven:*** *Make do, friend.*

Steven picks up a nearby spoon on the ground and tosses it to him. Jacob dodges it.

***Jacob:*** *No.*

***Steven:*** *Jesus - what? Okay then.*

***Edward:*** *I regret saving you both now.*

The zombies quickly storm the room. Steven, Edward and Erin begin slicing and hacking at them, fending them off. Edward begins to laugh.

***Steven:*** *What asylum did you escape from?*

***Edward:*** *I only spent a year in an asylum, friend.*

***Erin:*** *Oh-- you - are a mental patient?*

***Steven:*** *I feel you, man. Jail for me.*

***Edward:*** *I turned my life around and I’m an inventor now! This great mind here… is a valuable one.*

The three of them get back to killing zombies, while Jacob stands in the back, unable to fight.

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**Scene #9**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - WONDERLAND PLAZA**

After battling through the different plazas, QUENTIN RICHARDS and CLAYTON FREEMAN arrive in Wonderland Plaza. Quentin staggers behind cover.

***Quentin:*** *Okay--we finally made it to our destination. We’re here.*

Gunshots are heard across the plaza, and ALBERT HANSON is seen shooting at zombies that are surrounding him.

***Quentin:*** *Shit--guess we weren’t the only ones. Keep your head low.*

Clayton nods, finding cover with Quentin.

***Quentin:*** *Guy with a cane - remember.*

***Clayton:*** *Yeah.*

Quentin and Clayton begin to make their way around the plaza, trying to find Edward and the others. In the middle of the plaza, Albert runs out of ammo, and begins using his wrench as zombies close in.

***Quentin:*** *Now I see what they mean - it’s crowded. No, no, they’re gonna die. I gotta save them.*

Quentin places down one of his bottle rockets.

***Quentin:*** *This should send it out somewhere else--far.*

He lights the bottle, and it shoots off towards a different part of the plaza.

***Quentin:*** *INCOMING!*

The rocket lands somewhere in the plaza, setting off firecrackers, and exploding, sending nails flying in all directions. Albert is struck by a couple of nails, but nowhere important. With noisy firecrackers, the zombies turn their attention to the rocket, leaving Albert.

***Quentin: (Whispering)*** *Shit - that was perfect!*

He and Clayton hurry over to Albert.

***Quentin:*** *You good?! They’re fresh nails - you’ll be fine.*

***Clayton:*** *We’re friendlies.*

***Quentin:*** *You seen a man with a cane around here? A few other fellows too. A woman too, from what I heard.*

***Albert:*** *No-- no, I didn’t.*

Quentin and Clayton frantically look around, wondering where they could be.

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**Scene #10**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - WONDERLAND PLAZA/THE SPACE RIDER**

As Quentin and Clayton are just arriving in Wonderland Plaza, ERIN MONROE, EDWARD REMAR and STEVEN PHILIPS are still battling zombies, as JACOB FELDMAN stands in the back, unarmed.

***Jacob:*** *Missing out on the action here.*

***Edward:*** *What a shame.*

***Steven:*** *I tossed you a spoon, jackass. You didn’t take it.*

***Jacob:*** *A SPOON.*

***Steven:*** *Anything is a weapon, friend. It can fit into one of their eyes, or some shit.*

***Jacob:*** *And it won’t do much at all.*

Steven and the others continue fighting, until they get a short break. Steven finds a small knife on one of the nearby counters, and tosses it to Jacob.

***Jacob:*** *Not worried I’ll jam it into your throat?*

***Steven:*** ***(Smiling)*** *You wouldn’t try, friend.*

***Edward:*** *We don’t exactly have the NUMBERS to expend each other right now.*

***Steven:*** *If there’s one thing they teach you in prison - it’s how to stab someone.*

The zombie horde begins pushing them back up against the wall.

***Erin:*** *Still - this is… a nice team up. It’s been nice, boys.*

***Jacob:*** *You’re-- you’re cool, Erin - I’d have liked it if you'd been with us in the security room.*

***Steven:*** *Lovebirds, there’ll be time for that in heaven.*

***Jacob:*** *Shut up. We’re fucked anyway… any last confessions, folks?*

***Steven:*** *I don’t have--regrets.*

***Edward:*** *I hate you all.*

***Jacob:*** *I think we all knew that, Ed.*

***Edward:*** *DON’T CALL ME THAT!*

***Erin:*** *Oh my.*

***Steven:*** *Jesus fucking Christ, man. Who let you out of that asylum?*

When all seems lost, a sudden explosion from down in the plaza draws away most of the zombies.

***Edward:*** *Wha--*

***Erin:*** *Someone’s here?*

***Jacob:*** *Let’s go see!*

The four of them push the remaining zombies out of the way, and charge out of the room.

**Scene #10 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - WONDERLAND PLAZA**

Jacob and the others come hurrying out of The Space Rider and down the stairs, where QUENTIN RICHARDS, CLAYTON FREEMAN and ALBERT HANSON are.

***Jacob:*** *Quentin? Clayton? Albert?*

***Quentin:*** *We came here to rescue you-- you’re all okay? Did we attract the zombies away?*

***Jacob:*** *You--you fucking saved us. YOU FUCKING SAVED US!*

***Quentin:*** *Wait we-- we did? I have another bottle rocket leftover… Me and Clayton--*

***Jacob:*** *We were that close - so close to being a snack.*

Steven ignores everybody, and begins walking away. Jacob notices him.

***Jacob:*** *Oy, hobo!*

***Steven:*** *What?*

***Jacob:*** *We’ll cross paths again.*

***Steven:*** *That we will.*

***Jacob:*** *Clayton - he’s not so bad. But, uh-- apologize to him first.*

***Steven:*** *I’m sorry - cop guy for, uh, shooting you.*

***Clayton:*** *I’m sorry for arresting you for destruction of public property.*

Steven turns and walks away.

***Erin:*** *Good to see you again, Clayton.*

***Quentin:*** ***(About his bottle rocket)*** *Did this thing--attract them?*

***Erin:*** *It did.*

***Quentin:*** *Clayton… We’re fucking gods.*

Edward comes limping over.

***Edward:*** *Whoever that was, I suppose you’ve done us all a favour.*

***Quentin: (To Edward)*** *I-- I wanted to say sorry - personally. For leaving you there… Having your leg fucked up.*

***Edward:*** *I asked you to leave me there, did I not?*

***Quentin:*** *I shouldn’t have anyway-- wasn’t right.*

***Jacob: (Jokingly)*** *Ed’s a bit of a psycho.*

***Quentin:*** *I could see that. Asking to be left alone out here.*

***Edward: (Glaring)*** *Don’t… Call me that.*

***Jacob:*** *What? Psycho or Ed?*

***Edward:*** *ED.*

***Quentin:*** *Anyway… I got this bottle rocket left over, uh-- we thought the original plan didn’t work.*

***Jacob:*** *Quentin - you’re a fucking hero.*

***Quentin:*** *Thank you.*

Jacob turns his head as he hears someone else approaching. At the far end of Wonderland Plaza, WILLIAM REYNES fights his way through a small group of zombies, and jogs over to them.

***Jacob:*** *WILLIAM!*

***William:*** *Holy shit… Finally - I fucking-- thank FUCK!*

***Jacob:*** *Quentin and Clayton here just fucking - SAVED OUR ASSES! You have to thank him for finding me. And really everyone - Erin and, uh - Edward also saved me. Really everyone saved me.*

***William (To Quentin)*** *Thank you, man. And you, Clayton -- you too, everyone.*

***Edward:*** ***(Looking around awkwardly)*** *This is QUITE the gathering.*

***Quentin:*** *Clayton--let’s go head on to the pharmacy. Edward - wanna tag along? I gotta make up for-- past shit.*

***William:*** *Pharmac-- pharmacy, what? Why can’t we get home?*

***Quentin:*** *We gotta get meds for Owen and Clayton.*

***Jacob:*** *Hold up - before both of you go. Come with us to the North Plaza. Clayton-- Clayton, we’ve found Randall.*

***Clayton:*** *Where is Randall? Is he alright?*

***Jacob:*** *He’s in the North Plaza with the others - yeah, yeah. We can go collect the others now and head back to the security room - stop off at the pharmacy on the way back. Sound like a plan?*

***Quentin:*** *Sounds good.*

***Erin:*** *Well, it’s been fun - this has been fun - but I’ve got stuff to do.*

She begins to walk away. Jacob rushes over to William.

***Jacob:*** *William. You - you don’t mind if I tag along with her for a bit? Just - I know we just found each other, but I’ll take a quick detour. You all go to the North Plaza, then the Entrance Plaza. I’ll try to recruit her.*

***William:*** *Yeah--yeah, go ahead.*

Jacob smiles, turning and jogging off after Erin.

***Jacob:*** *Stay safe, boys!*

***Edward:*** *North Plaza… I suppose I’ll tag along and see these traders.*

***Quentin:*** *We’ll get back soon.*

Quentin and the others follow after Edward into the North Plaza.

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**Scene #11**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - NORTH PLAZA**

WILLIAM REYNES and the group enter the North Plaza, which has considerably less zombies, and begin making their way to the supermarket.

***Quentin:*** *--After a while you get used to the undead trying to eat you. At least - running with Clayton.*

***Edward:*** *Ugh… It’s THIS plaza. This one was under construction.*

***Quentin:*** ***(Sarcastically)*** *That’s great.*

***Edward: (To William)*** *So - which one has the traders?*

***William:*** *That one* ***(He points at the supermarket)***.

EDWARD REMAR approaches, banging on the doors to the supermarket.

***Edward:*** *Open the doors! Now!*

***Quentin:*** *Woah--*

***Clayton:*** *Easy.*

***Edward:*** *Open the doors! There are dead ones out here you FUCKS!*

***William:*** *Calm, calm. They’re gentle folk.*

As Edward bangs on the door, ALBERT HANSON takes a second to thank QUENTIN RICHARDS for saving him.

***Albert:*** *Thank you - for saving me.*

***Quentin:*** *No problem. Sorry for the ankle-- I put nails in to fuck up a few of them.*

***Albert:*** *It’s fine.*

Suddenly, Edward gets a response when JIM BUTTERMAN sticks his head out his hatch.

***Jim:*** *Oh -- Hello, William! You’re back! Hello, all!*

***William:*** *Yeah - I’m… I’m fine. Jacob’s alive, gone off with that Erin girl.*

Jim nods to William, opening up the doors.

***Jim:*** *Come on in, come on in.*

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**Scene #12**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - NORTH PLAZA/SEON’S SUPERMARKET**

The survivors step into the supermarket, and it’s just as busy as it was before.

***Kate:*** *Greetings, boys.*

***Jim:*** *So - William - would you be okay introducing your friends here how we work?*

***William:*** *Yeah--yeah, sure.*

WILLIAM REYNES turns to face the others.

***William:*** *Okay - okay, peeps. These trader folk are nice people. You get a membership -- all you have to do is be trustworthy and reliable--*

RANDALL FORSTER comes running over.

***Randall:*** *Clayton! My fucking GUY!*

He high fives CLAYTON FREEMAN.

***Clayton:*** *Randall, what happened?*

***Randall:*** *Oh, I’ve been on a damn adventure! I was with these guys- and I fought a clown! I’ve been all over the fucking place.*

***Quentin:*** *Clown? You met him?*

***Randall:*** *Yeah, boy!*

***Clayton:*** *What happened?*

***Randall:*** *Fucking two chainsaws - rev 'em up. Pow, pow, poppin’ shots. Fucking battle.*

***Clayton:*** *I saw the clown as well. Before this fight, I think.*

FELIX QUARTERMAN comes sauntering over, looking annoyed as always.

***Felix:*** *Oh, great. So, we’re supposed to be going back to the security room, and instead everyone comes here. How THICK can you all get?*

***Randall:*** *Calm down, prick.*

***Felix:*** *Don’t call me a fucking prick, you fat fuck.*

***Randall:*** *Aight, chill.*

***Quentin:*** *Calm down, alright? Man just fought a killer clown. Give him respect.*

***Randall:*** *I saved HIM from the clown.*

LESLIE STAUNTON approaches the group, a cheery smile on her face.

***Leslie:*** *Hello, all. So nice to see even more bright, happy faces entering our trading association. How lovely it is to have such enthusiasm in such a time of decay. Hehe. So - how are you all doing?*

QUENTIN RICHARDS shrugs, while everyone else stays quiet.

***Leslie:*** *Now… Just as a piece of information for all of you. We’re planning to renovate this plaza - and clear it of all threats in order to make it a safe trading plaza and haven for survivors. And I hope that everyone will do their best to visit here in their freetime, to help us for rewards. Help us out and you will prevail. Antagonists of the mall will be - dealt with.*

***Quentin:*** *I’m pretty sure I’ll visit here often. I had fun going out there--and running around.*

***Jim:*** *Leslie has a vision for the future in case all goes wrong with the military’s evacuation. And we’re all going to chip in and help make it a reality!*

William looks over at Felix.

***William:*** *I did say - we should all return to the security room.*

***Felix:*** *Then lets fucking go. Fuck these cheery clowns. They’ll learn soon enough when they’re being torn apart.*

***Leslie:*** ***(Frowning)*** *I see you have quite the attitude, young man.*

***Felix:*** *I’m the one who was mall management, not you. You and your little plaza can stay, but you’re not gonna make rules here.*

***Leslie:*** *I suppose we’ll see. As for the rest of you, I am so happy we have met. I wish you all well.*

Quentin turns, ready to leave and get the meditation they need from the pharmacy.

***Quentin:*** *Come on Clayton. Edward--you too.*

***Jim:*** *Boys, wait!* ***(He hurries over)*** *As a parting gift!* ***(He hands Quentin a chocolate bar)*** *Just something nice for - coming into association with us!*

***Quentin:*** *You shouldn’t have. I want you to know - you’re a good man.*

***Jim:*** *Thank you.*

***Albert:*** *Where is this security room anyway?*

***Quentin:*** *Oh it’s down by Paradise Plaza - kinda nearing it. If you don’t mind coming with us to loot the pharmacy - or we can take you straight to the security room.*

***Felix:*** *We go to the pharmacy - and then we go straight back to the security room.*

***Quentin: (Nodding)*** *Yeah.*

***Kate:*** *Good luck out there all of you, and you - Will.*

She approaches William.

***Kate:*** *Thank you for coming to my aid. You could’ve easily left me for being stupid back at the Entrance Plaza. It means a lot.*

***William:*** *No bother - it’s all fine.*

***Kate:*** *But… If you don’t mind, I’ll be staying here.*

EDWARD REMAR steps over to the front door with the others.

***Edward:*** *Well, I’ve seen quite enough of this place.*

***Quentin:*** *I guess we gotta go.*

***William:*** *See ya, peeps. I’ll be back as soon as possible.*

William, Edward, Felix, Quentin, Clayton, Randall and ALBERT HANSON leave the supermarket.

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**Scene #13**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - NORTH PLAZA**

Immediately after exiting the supermarket, EDWARD REMAR begins walking off away from the others.

***Edward:*** *This has been nice, gents.*

***Quentin:*** *Leaving so soon? We can take you back. Come on. It’s not safe out here--seriously. You saw - all that happened. At least take a day at the security room, it’s--*

***Edward:*** *I believe I’ve made my position quite clear. But I will walk with you all to the Entrance Plaza.*

***Quentin:*** ***(Nodding)*** *Know any shortcuts to the pharmacy? It’s gonna be actual ass going back the way we came.*

***Randall:*** *Nah, we just gotta take the long way.*

***Quentin:*** *Shit - alright.*

***Felix:*** *What about Leisure Park?*

***Quentin:*** *No-- no, no. They, uh - they said we can’t. Unless… It’s the quickest way.*

***Randall:*** *It’s pretty fucked out there. Let’s just take the way we came.*

***Quentin:*** *Ah, alright.*

***Felix:*** *Just hurry the fuck up. That’s the most important thing.*

***Albert:*** *Sooooo, pharmacy, then this security room, right?*

QUENTIN RICHARDS nods, and the group pushes forward towards their destination.

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**Scene #14**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - FOOD COURT/MEATYS BURGERS**

JACOB FELDMAN and ERIN MONROE are sitting around and talking within the restaurant of Meatys Burgers in the Food Court.

***Jacob:*** *So, uh - where have you been hanging out? You surely have some place.*

***Erin:*** *On the move at all times. And I must say I was surprised when you came with me.*

***Jacob:*** *Eh, I enjoy being around ya’.*

***Erin:*** *Well - thanks.*

***Jacob:*** *You don’t plan to settle down though?*

***Erin:*** *Well, not really. I’m - not exactly ready to be around people at all times. Surely your friends are relying on you. It’s pressure - I hate it. You need to be there for them, be good for them. Because when you care for people, you do things for them. And that gets you killed.*

***Jacob:*** *Fair enough… But you’re--you’re good with people, you’ve been fine with me.*

***Erin:*** *With you. Someone I consider a friend. You’re someone I trust, William and Clayton seem cool. But there’s not many more people in this mall I like. The homeless guy? Edward? They are all… Ugh, too insane for me.*

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**Scene #15**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA/PHARMACY**

QUENTIN RICHARDS runs ahead of the rest of his group and is the first one inside the pharmacy. The rest of the group follow him inside after a few moments.

***Quentin:*** *There--grab anything like heartache medicine. Maybe some medkits.*

Quentin strolls down the aisles, picking up what little remains inside the store.

***Edward:*** *These are some very baron shelves. So many looters.*

***Randall:*** *Pharmacy’s popular. So - Clayton - tell me how you slipped up and got shot, ey?*

***Clayton:*** *The guy I arrested had an assault rifle. He somehow got out of his cuffs and shot my shoulder. Jacob shot him.*

Quentin finishes looting what he can find.

***Quentin:*** *Well that was-- wasn’t worth the time. At least we got a bit. I guess - I guess let’s go.*

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**Scene #15 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA**

The group exits back out into Al Fresca Plaza.

***Randall:*** ***(To Quentin)*** *You still got that bottle rocket, aye?*

***Quentin: (Nodding)*** *Last one.*

***Randall:*** *Alright, come on!* ***(He runs off towards the food court)***

***Quentin:*** *Oh--okay.*

***Edward:*** *Ugh - where is he going?*

***Quentin:*** *No clue. No clue at all.*

***Felix:*** *Fuck’s sake.*

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**Scene #16**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - FOOD COURT**

Everybody gathers around RANDALL FORSTER, as he explains what his plan is.

***Randall:*** *Aight, boys, I got an idea. Clayton-- Clayton, do you have ammo?*

***Clayton:*** ***(Handing over his last two mags)*** *That’s the last of it. The rest is out in the cruiser, which is swarmed.*

Randall points out into Leisure Park, where the armed convicts are still speeding around in their jeep.

***Randall:*** *Alright - alright. Let’s fucking DO THIS, gang!*

***Quentin:*** *No-- come on, we--*

***Felix:*** *Wha-- are you fucking nuts? No!*

***Quentin:*** *I suppose--we can try…*

***Edward:*** *I hope that’s a joke. Is this a joke?*

***Quentin:*** *We made it this far--haven’t we? Let’s try, I guess.*

***Randall:*** *Yeah!*

***Quentin:*** *He’s got ammo - I got this* ***(He holds up the bottle rocket)***.

***Randall:*** *Alright look - plan. Save the bottle rocket, here’s an idea. Do not fire until I’ve burst ALL of the tires. Everyone holds off the zombies, ey? Keep Quentin in cover, and I’ll target the wheels. And when all four are down he shoots the bottle rocket. BANG!*

***Quentin:*** *I like the word “bang”. Good expression.*

***Randall:*** *I used to do crazy shit like this on the force with Clayton - it ALWAYS worked!*

***Felix:*** *You’re a fucker nutter. I--*

***Quentin:*** *We’ll be able to go through Leisure Park without a worry. People will be safe. We can go through--safely.*

***Edward:*** *In all honesty, I believe those convicts are a common enemy to all of us. And I think it’s TIME we took them out.*

***Quentin:*** *They’ll fucking murder all of us - they’ll come in here and slaughter us, so… Let’s slaughter them first.*

***William:*** *I’ll guard Felix.*

***Felix:*** *Yes, that’s a good idea. He’s got good ideas.*

***Clayton:*** *I’ll keep Quentin safe.*

***Randall:*** *YEAH! Let’s do this.*

The group enters Leisure Park.

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**Scene #17**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - LEISURE PARK - NIGHT**

Outside, the darkness of night covers WILLIAM REYNES and the others as they slowly make their way through the park.

***Quentin:*** *Yeah, we gotta - stay by those trees there. When they stop a little - aim for their tires--*

***Randall:*** *OY! COME GET US, FUCKERS!* ***(He shoots a round into the air)***

***Quentin:*** *Or that…*

***Felix:*** *ARE YOU BATSHIT INSANE?!*

A zombie lunges out at FELIX QUARTERMAN, grabbing him. QUENTIN RICHARDS notices and slams his knife into the zombie’s head, killing it.

***Felix:*** *Yeah, uh - thanks.*

The jeep comes speeding towards the group, opening fire with their machine gun. The group dive for cover behind trees and benches. RANDALL FORSTER peeks out and shoots at the advancing jeep, popping one of the tires. The jeep spins, and does another loop around the park, preparing to come speeding back.

***Randall:*** *Alright - they’re doing their loop. Back to the zombies!*

They turn their focus to the zombies that are quickly closing in on them thanks to the gunfire. ALBERT HANSON reaches into his waistband, pulling out his empty pistol.

***Albert:*** *Hey, uh - Randall, do you have any extra bullets?*

Randall tosses him the extra mag.

***Randall:*** *You take one tire.*

Randall and Albert focus on the jeep as it comes driving back towards them, while the others deal with the zombies.

***Quentin:*** *GET IT!*

Randall shoots at and pops another tire. As the jeep goes to turn, Albert shoots another, and the jeep loses control, flipping over and tumbling across the park, before coming to a rest.

***Albert:*** *HOLY--*

***Quentin:*** *HAH! I got it--let me get closer.*

Quentin prepares his bottle rocket to hit the jeep, then lights it and hurries away. The bottle takes off, flying towards the jeep just as the convicts are climbing out of the wreckage. It impacts the jeep, exploding the vehicle and killing all three convicts.

***Randall:*** *OH SHIT!*

***Albert:*** *Amazing.*

***Felix:*** *Good god…*

EDWARD REMAR bursts into laughter, which draws a concerned look from Quentin.

***Edward:*** *Bravo! Good show!*

***Clayton:*** *Now what?!*

***Felix:*** *Now let’s head fucking BACK. To the security room. Through the Entrance Plaza.*

***Randall:*** *Alright, TEAM. We fucking make a good one.*

***Edward: (To Quentin)*** *You’ve grown on me.*

Randall and the others leave Leisure Park, taking down zombies in their way.

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**Scene #18**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ENTRANCE PLAZA**

Entering Entrance Plaza, the survivors take note of how there are no zombies present, a far cry from how the plaza was just earlier.

***Quentin:*** *Huh--*

***Randall:*** *Woah. It’s empty.*

***William:*** *Odd.*

***Quentin:*** *Did we do this?*

***Randall:*** *I guess so.*

***Clayton:*** ***(Jokingly)*** *Where’s the bar? I’m getting shots.*

***Quentin:*** *Well - let’s head on then. We’ll nab some drinks later.*

Quentin begins heading up the stairs.

***Quentin:*** *I guess shit really did go well for us.*

He digs into his pocket, taking out the chocolate bar Jim gave him. He rips it open, taking a bite of it, a warm smile appearing on his face.

***Quentin:*** *I gue--*

A gunshot echoes throughout the plaza, as a bullet rips through Quentin’s skull. Blood and brains splatter over the floor, as Quentin’s corpse hits the ground with a thud. His horrified companions scramble for cover behind anything they can find.