Lost and Found/Transcript

*“I knew then the world we lived in now. I killed him and I knew it meant nothing.”* *—Rebecca*

**Starring:**

Emilia Clarke as KATE BLOODSTONE

Anson Mount as MARCUS DOWNES

David Emge as ALDUS PAXTON

Robert Pattinson as WILLIAM REYNES

Jon Hamm as JON MATTHEWS

Anthony Ingruber as JACOB FELDMAN

Nick Frost as RANDALL FORSTER

**Also Starring**

Thandiwe Newton as ANGELA JAEGAR

Phil Hartman as FRASER STILLER

Ben Barnes as ZAC BARNES

**Guest Starring**

Scarlett Johansson as REBECCA DAWSON

David Boat as LAYTON ZIMMERS

Michael Keaton as CURTIS VAN HORN

Dan Aykroyd as ED ANDERSON

**Co-Starring**

Sean Hennigan as DARWIN THORNE

Vince McMahon as DON HOLLOWAY

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**Scene #1**

**FOREST - CABIN**

WILLIAM REYNES steps out of the back storage room, entering the living room with a homemade spear in hand.

***William:*** *They’ve been gone a while now - haven’t they?*

***Aldus:*** *Yeah.* ***(He points at the spear)*** *But what’s that spartacus looking thing?*

***William:*** *It’s for killing. Don’t care who at this stage.*

***Aldus:*** *Oh.*

***William:*** *Say - you’re able-bodied, right?*

***Aldus:*** *Yeah.*

In the corner of the room, FRASER STILLER and ZAC BARNES are playing a game of chess. William approaches a windowsill, taking a hatchet sitting on it. He tosses it towards ALDUS PAXTON.

***William:*** *Think fast.*

Aldus catches it, sliding it into his belt.

***Fraser:*** *What are you, uh-- doing?*

***William:*** *Well, Jacob and company aren’t back yet. So - I’m going out looking for them. I need someone to watch my back - so Aldus is tagging along.*

***Fraser:*** *Well-- I mean, that’s, uh-- Look, if five people didn’t make it back, how will two?*

***William:*** *Because we’re there to find a group of five people and get back. It’s not a hard task - it’ll be quick. Just need to make sure they’re okay.*

***Zac:*** *Unless things have gone terribly wrong.*

***William:*** *In which case we return home with the bad news.*

***Zac:*** *Eh, fair.*

***William:*** *So…*

William rubs his hands together, and goes to grab his coat, throwing it on. He picks up his spear, ready to go. Aldus swings on his own coat, and heads for the door.

***Fraser:*** *Well - good luck!*

***William:*** *We’ll be back before midnight. Otherwise - we’re dead.*

***Zac:*** *I wouldn’t overstretch and say that.*

***William:*** *Okay - we’ll be back come tomorrow morning.*

***Zac:*** *Aren’t you going out looking for the missing folks ‘cause they aren’t back on time? You saying they are dead, too?*

***William:*** *They could be, for all we know.*

***Aldus:*** *Or they could be somewhere. But we don’t know yet.*

***William:*** *Either way - we’ll be back.* ***(He nods to Aldus)*** *Let’s go.*

The two of them step out of the cabin.

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**Scene #2**

**HARDWARE STORE - OFFICE**

JACOB FELDMAN peeks out of the window of the office, looking down at the flood of zombies within the store, including on the office stairs, blocking their way out.

***Marcus:*** *Those stairs are the only way out of here?*

***Rebecca:*** *Seems like it.*

***Kate:*** *Jon and Albert… I see no sign.*

***Rebecca:*** *You’re just gonna have to hope your friends are okay for now then, because we aren’t opening that door.*

***Jacob:*** *We’re gonna have to open it eventually.*

***Rebecca:*** *No - we’ll find a way out.*

***Marcus:*** *You helped make it clear there’s only one way out of here.*

REBECCA DAWSON looks down at her nunchucks.

***Rebecca:*** *I don’t--*

***Jacob:*** *What is it? You were all big and tough a few moments ago - you know how to deal with those things, don’t you?*

***Rebecca:*** *Better than most people do. It isn’t that. But I-- try to avoid making noise for a reason.*

***Kate:*** *So it’s groups you’re scared of.*

***Rebecca:*** *I’m not scared.*

Rebecca clenches a fist, turning around from the group.

***Marcus:*** *Look - we don’t have time to bicker about this. If you don’t want to face them, we’ll handle them for you.*

***Kate:*** *Come on, we’ll take the door.*

MARCUS DOWNES and KATE BLOODSTONE approach the door, pushing a small table in front of the door. When that’s handled, Kate opens the door slightly, jamming her knife into a zombie. Marcus holds the table in place as zombies turn, starting to pound on the door again. Rebecca looks on, nervous.

***Jacob:*** *They’ve got it handled. Once we’ve taken them out, we’ll help set up that car for you if you can point us in the direction of our friends.*

***Rebecca:*** *Yeah* ***(She nods)***.

Kate takes down another zombie, and then a few more, slowly clearing the way.

***Marcus:*** *How many more?*

***Kate:*** *Not many.*

The process of clearing the zombies on the stairs continues on for another minute, until finally the stairwell is clear, with the only zombies remaining in the store being downstairs.

***Kate:*** *Clear.*

***Jacob: (To Rebecca)*** *See?*

***Rebecca:*** *Again-- I’m not scared of them.*

Rebecca budges past him, towards the door.

***Jacob:*** *Let’s find Jon and Albert - see if they are still in the area.*

**Scene #2 Cont.**

**HARDWARE STORE - OUTSIDE ENTRANCE - LATE AFTERNOON**

The group all exit the office, heading down the stairs. After clearing out a few in the store itself, they move outside, where most of the horde that had been there is now gone.

***Rebecca:*** *Your friend who’s missing wasn’t the only one who knew how to get me a car - right?*

***Jacob:*** *Unfortunately, he was. You gonna cancel our deal over that?*

***Rebecca:*** *No. I’m not that bad. I’ll take you to your friends - presuming you want to leave now to get them.*

Jacob shoots a glance at Marcus and Kate, as Rebecca wanders off to deal with a couple of zombies.

***Kate:*** *The others will be expecting us, Jacob.*

***Marcus:*** *And they were expecting us here.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah… that said, we might find no other chance of reuniting with Randall and Curtis. We have to take it.*

***Kate:*** *So what do you suggest?*

***Jacob:*** *Both of you wait here - see if Jon and Albert circle back. They clearly made it out. If not--people will come looking eventually, and it’s possible they returned to them.*

***Kate:*** *You’re going to go off with her alone?*

***Jacob:*** *She seems genuine enough.*

***Marcus:*** *Jacob… a lot of people* ***seem*** *genuine. You know that.*

***Jacob: (He shakes his head)*** *She knew of Randall and Curtis - that’s enough for me. I’ll be fine, alright?*

***Marcus:*** *Alright* ***(He nods)***.

***Kate:*** *Come on, we’ll go set up somewhere to keep a lookout for people. Be safe, Jacob.*

***Jacob:*** *You too.*

Kate and Marcus turn, heading back into the store. When they do, Jacob turns, walking over to Rebecca.

***Rebecca:*** *You the only one coming, then?*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah. That’s alright?*

***Rebecca:*** *You think it offends me if not everyone tags along? If anything it makes it safer for me. Come on.*

She points to a small path leading into the woods.

***Jacob:*** *Along there?*

***Rebecca:*** *This direction, yeah. And if we’re quick - we can maybe still track their footprints. Let’s see if the blizzard was kind to us.*

She walks on ahead, Jacob speeding along to catch up.

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**Scene #3**

**HARDWARE STORE - OUTSIDE ENTRANCE - EVENING**

WILLIAM REYNES jumps out of the treeline, jamming his spear through a zombie’s head. The zombie drops dead, almost bringing William down with him. Huffing, William rips the spear out. Behind him, ALDUS PAXTON steps out from the trees, killing another zombie with his hatchet.

***William: (Pointing at the store)*** *Let’s go.*

***Aldus:*** *Alright.*

They approach the front of the store, but before they can get near the front doors, KATE BLOODSTONE and MARCUS DOWNES come walking out.

***Marcus:*** *We saw you coming.*

***William:*** *You guys alright? Where’s Jacob?*

***Marcus:*** *We arrived here--met someone--had a little disaster with a horde. We’re waiting here for Jon and Albert - we lost them in it all. Jacob is off with the new girl -- she says she met Curtis and Randall a few hours ago.*

***William: (He sighs)*** *By himself?*

***Kate:*** *Yeah.*

William shakes his head.

***Kate:*** *You know how he is. He wasn’t going to budge.*

***William:*** *Just… Yeah, he’ll come back.*

***Aldus:*** *Yeah.*

***Marcus:*** *We’ve cleared out the zombies inside. Come in. It’s cold out here.*

William and Aldus slowly walk towards the doors.

***William:*** *Inconvenient timing to go off on a fucking tour-de-france, but still.*

***Kate:*** *There’s a chance of finding Randall and Curtis - it could be worth it.*

***William:*** *There’s that* ***(He nods)***.

***Kate:*** *I didn’t even know if they’d be alive. Who did?*

***William:*** *Surprised at it myself. Anyway - yeah, it’s cold.*

William rubs his hands together, heading inside with the others.

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**Scene #4**

**SCRAPYARD - EVENING**

JACOB FELDMAN clears some of the snow off the sign, squinting his eyes to read it.

***Jacob:*** *Scrapyard, huh?*

***Rebecca: (She shrugs)*** *This was the direction. Do you doubt it?*

***Jacob:*** *I don’t know what they’d want with a scrapyard but-- no, I don’t.*

They continue walking forward down the path, entering a large scrapyard. Jacob looks over at REBECCA DAWSON.

***Jacob:*** *Why, then?*

***Rebecca:*** *Why what? I hate when people do that.*

***Jacob:*** *Do what?*

***Rebecca:*** *Ask a question out of nowhere-- like that. It could’ve applied to anything.*

***Jacob:*** *Well I meant - why the panic around hordes?*

***Rebecca:*** *I just don’t like them.*

***Jacob:*** *I don’t think anybody likes them. I don’t even have your name yet - do you want to say anything at all?*

***Rebecca:*** *Rebecca.*

***Jacob:*** *Jacob Feldman.*

He offers her a handshake. Rebecca looks down at his hand for a second, before shaking it.

***Rebecca:*** *Rebecca Dawson.*

***Jacob:*** *There-- we’re getting somewhere now. Better than a knife to the throat.*

***Rebecca:*** *You’d have done the same. You’re quite talkative.*

***Jacob:*** *Not usually… I mean - recently I haven’t been-- But I’ve always got to remember my manners with new people.*

***Rebecca:*** *You and your friends… You’re from a group, right?*

***Jacob:*** *Uh-huh, yeah. And-- it’s been tough for all of us to say the least. I’ve barely said a word to them. I know they worry for me.*

***Rebecca:*** *You all have each other, though* ***(She nods)***.

***Jacob:*** *You don’t seem very fond of that.*

***Rebecca:*** *People are a liability. You need to care about them-- you do stupid things for the people you love.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah…*

Jacob falls silent, continuing to walk ahead.

***Rebecca:*** *You were quiet for a reason.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah…*

***Rebecca:*** *What was the reason?*

***Jacob:*** *If I tell you mine - you tell me the truth in return.*

She nods.

***Jacob:*** *We were at the mall like I said before but-- we lost it. So, we’re all over the place at the moment. Hence why I’m out with you looking for my friends. Some shitty conflict. Thing is - in all of this mess, I met the girl of my dreams. I was gonna propose to her the day I lost her.*

***Rebecca:*** *I’m sorry. And I hate saying it. It’s all people can say nowadays.*

***Jacob:*** *People are sorry a lot these days, yeah…*

***Rebecca:*** *My story isn’t very different. But I-- I can’t.*

***Jacob:*** *You can--*

A gunshot rings out nearby. Jacob flinches, looking over in the direction it came from.

***Rebecca:*** *That could be your friends - come on!*

She runs off, Jacob darting after her.

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**Scene #5**

**COFFEE SHOP**

His eyes flicker open, and JON MATTHEWS slowly sits up, finding himself in a well-lit room. He rubs his head, looking around, dizzy, his eyes still adjusting.

***Ed:*** *Oh-- oh shit! Guys! He’s up!*

Jon falls back into the couch, passing out again.

A few minutes later, Jon wakes up again. He sits up more quickly this time, looking around in a panic, where he sees ED ANDERSON sitting next to the couch.

***Ed:*** *Oh - hey again, buddy. It’s alright, you can relax-- we’re good.*

***Jon:*** *The fuck am I?*

***Ed:*** *Hey, hey - settle. We took you in-- you were in bad shape when we found you. Which -- wasn’t long ago, by the way.*

***Jon:*** *How long?*

***Ed:*** *Just… an hour ago? You were, uh… in bad shape, but we patched you up.*

***Jon:*** *Bad shape…*

Jon reaches for his head, feeling a bandage wrapped around it.

***Ed:*** *Yeah, you, uh, had a pretty bad fall. Must’ve - bust it open? And you were being pursued by the dead. It was, uh, a good thing you stumbled nearby here.*

Jon narrows his eyes, glancing around the room, noticing DARWIN THORNE stepping into the room. For a moment he tunes out Ed, before snapping back.

***Ed:*** *--a coffee shop. This is, uh, Willamette’s finest--*

***Jon:*** *I gotta get back to my frie--*

He stands up mid sentence.

***Ed:*** *Easy! You are in no position to get back out there yet. Look - have we harmed you at all? No - we’re, uh… We’re just doing our part.*

***Jon:*** *And what’s your part? How many of there are you?*

***Ed:*** *Only five.* ***(He points to Darwin)*** *This is Darwin. I’m Ed. Ed Anderson.*

***Jon:*** *…Jon. And I can’t sit on my ass forever, I have people to get back to.*

***Darwin:*** *We’ll keep you no longer than the time it takes you to heal.*

Laughter is heard from the corner of the room. Jon glares over to see LAYTON ZIMMERS sitting at a table. He slams his fist into the table, still laughing.

***Layton:*** *Do you think we’re gonna harvest your organs? Totally not. Or are we?*

***Ed:*** *That’s, uh, Layton. Ignore most of what he says.*

***Darwin: (To Layton)*** *Don’t plant the thought in his head.*

***Ed:*** *Yeah - I’m sure he has enough doubts already… So, uh, Jon -- who are you needing to find?*

***Jon:*** *My group. I got cut off from them.*

***Darwin:*** *How many?*

***Jon:*** *There’s quite a few of us…*

Darwin takes a seat, leaning back, as DON HOLLOWAY enters the room, standing near Layton.

***Darwin:*** *Where were you all last?*

***Jon:*** *Hardware store* ***(He grunts in pain)***.

***Ed:*** *Oh-- pretty close. Guess you, uh, didn’t get too far.*

***Jon:*** *I was in a bit of a jam with the dead.*

***Darwin:*** *How are your group to outsiders, Jon?*

***Jon:*** *What? What do you mean?*

***Darwin:*** *How do they deal with strangers?*

***Jon:*** *Well--*

***Layton:*** *If you think about it, in this new world - we’re all outsiders. The undead control it now. And we’re the oppressed group.*

Don nods along with Layton.

***Layton:*** *Yes, yes.*

***Ed:*** ***(To Jon)*** *That’s Don. He don’t say much.*

***Layton:*** *But he’s always up for discussion!*

***Ed:*** *Yeah - for Layton’s rants and rumbles.*

Darwin looks back at Jon, gesturing that he’s waiting for a response to his question.

***Jon:*** *The people I’m with are good people. Better than I am.*

***Darwin: (To Ed)*** *Do we have anyone spare to make contact? His friends are connected, no doubt.*

***Ed:*** *Yeah - in fact, she should be here any minute.*

***Jon:*** *Who?*

ANGELA JAEGAR steps into the room, holding a double barrel shotgun. She looks at them all.

***Darwin:*** *Perfect timing.*

***Angela:*** *The dead are cleared for now - but we can’t stay here forever.*

***Ed: (To Jon)*** *That's Angela. She’s-- she’s pretty cool.*

***Angela:*** *We won't be able to sit at this coffee shop any longer.* ***(She notices Jon)*** *He’s woken.*

***Jon:*** *Why hello there.*

Darwin stands up, making himself some coffee, whilst Don takes a bagel from his bag, eating it quietly.

***Layton:*** *Bagels are amazing… Do they have one or two holes?*

***Ed:*** *One--*

***Layton:*** *How could anyone know?! You have to look at everything with perspective these days…*

***Darwin:*** *Two. One on either side. Don’t be a minimalist.*

***Angela:*** *So what’s the new guy been saying?*

***Ed:*** *He has a group. And he’s eager to get back to them.*

***Jon:*** *And - I appreciate the help you’ve all given me, but I really ought to go--*

***Angela: (She laughs at him)*** *Oh-- tough guy. No time for rest? You’re stupid then.*

Shaking her head, Angela steps into the back room.

***Jon:*** *Hoho… I like her* ***(He chuckles quietly)***.

***Layton:*** *So - if we won’t be here at the coffee shop anymore - where will we go?*

***Ed:*** *I have a few places in mind. But-- I’ve been to the other side of the town on runs. It’s a wreck.*

***Darwin:*** *Does Willamette have a cinema?*

***Ed:*** *At the mall.*

***Jon:*** *Well then… I happen to come from there. And I’m afraid… Well - I imagine you saw the billowing smoke.*

***Darwin:*** *I have* ***(He shakes his head)***.

***Jon:*** *I lost a few of my good pals in that little battle. Big battle--*

***Darwin:*** *Dastardly. What would everyone’s opinions be on moving into the creamery?*

***Ed:*** *I personally think our best bet is somewhere just out of town. Maybe somewhere nearby…*

Angela steps back out of the back room, leaning on a wall.

***Darwin:*** *The old folks home?*

***Ed:*** *In town-- it’s too close.*

***Darwin:*** *Country church?*

***Angela:*** *Our concern isn’t a place right now. It’s transport. We’ll be going somewhere far from here.*

***Layton:*** *Oh-- imagine a little road-trip across the USA to the pentagon. We’ll find all the answers there.*

***Angela:*** *Enough…*

***Layton:*** *Think about it! This all has to be a setup. We know they were hiding something -- aliens! And perhaps they passed their- their germs on! I told you all about my bunker -- and I was ready but I HAPPENED to be on the bus when this all broke out.*

***Darwin:*** *You watched too many movies, my friend…*

Ed suddenly stands up, his eyes opening wide. He looks at Layton.

***Ed:*** *That’s it! That’s it!*

***Layton:*** *Yes! My bunker!*

***Ed:*** *No! The bus depot! Oh Layton-- you stupid genius!*

***Darwin: (Nodding)*** *It sounds promising.*

***Angela:*** *I suppose it’s worth a shot.*

***Darwin:*** *Perhaps I’ll find something worth stir-frying that isn’t rat.*

***Layton:*** *Speaking of stir-fry… I have tasted-- us… before. Tastes like chicken when it’s cooked well.*

***Jon:*** *You trying to tell me you’re a cannibal?*

***Layton:*** *Oh, you all know me. Back when this started - before I bumped into you all - me and the guys on the bus were… stranded, to say the least. The bus broke down on the nearby bridge, and our pal Bill was… Well, he took the easy way out. I guess he just couldn’t deal with it all. We had no food -- and so we… cooked him. Is that so bad?*

***Jon:*** *I’d sooner see myself starving, sorry.*

***Darwin:*** *Desperate times require desperate measures…*

Don pats Layton on the shoulder, nodding and agreeing with Darwin.

***Jon:*** *Alright, well it was nice to meet you all.*

***Angela:*** *Have we not stopped you from leaving a few times now?*

***Jon:*** *I haven’t tried leaving yet* ***(He grins)***.

***Ed:*** *Well - Angela here can take you to look for your friends… maybe.*

***Angela:*** *No. We all know the situation here. If we plan to leave, we can’t leave with a parade.*

***Darwin: (To Jon)*** *The door is there. If you leave, you will die. If you plan to die, then by all means. In your condition, you couldn’t even recall how many of these valued friends of yours there are.*

***Ed:*** *I’ll take a trip to the bus depot.*

***Angela:*** *I’ll join you.*

***Jon:*** *Then why make me stay?*

***Angela:*** *You aren’t being forced to stay. We’re just being nice to you. Personally - I’m all for you leaving. But these guys are nicer than I am. You’re lucky that we found you. There are some truly vile people going around.*

***Jon:*** *That’s a fair point. Allow me to be a little more humble. Thank you.*

***Ed:*** *We’ll be back in an hour or two - I can get us into town quietly.*

***Layton:*** *Keep tabs on the sky…*

***Ed:*** *Wh--*

***Layton:*** *Keep tabs on the sky. I- I told you about this already, Ed! We all know if this-this virus appeared from nowhere, then there could be some kind of UFO floating around. Is that SO far fetched? There are monsters walking the earth!*

***Darwin:*** *Mindless flesh eating ghouls sounded far fetched last year…*

***Ed: (To Don and Darwin)*** *You can both enjoy his company until we return.*

***Darwin:*** *Much obliged.*

Angela opens the front door, stepping out. Ed follows after her.

***Jon:*** *Well… Looks like I’m here for a while.* ***(To Don)*** *Why are you so quiet?*

Don shrugs.

***Layton:*** *Some people are perhaps more scarred by the events. He communicates with us well enough. At least he listens to me.*

***Darwin:*** *I like to think he swallowed his tongue.*

***Jon:*** *Yeah - I’ll settle for that one.*

Don sticks his tongue out, then puts it back in his mouth, smiling.

***Jon:*** *Theory debunked.*

***Darwin:*** *I also like to think he does it to annoy us.*

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**Scene #6**

**SCRAPYARD - EVENING**

RANDALL FORSTER fires his last bullet into the head of a zombie, before his gun clicks.

***Randall:*** *Fuck. I’m out.*

CURTIS VAN HORN looks over to him. The both of them are standing atop a mountain of scrap and other garbage, while zombies below them try climbing up.

***Curtis:*** *Pick up whatever you can find and use it.*

Curtis smacks one zombie with a lead pipe, sending it tumbling all the way down.

***Randall:*** *I think we’ve been at this long enough--*

***Curtis:*** *You got any better ideas?*

***Randall:*** *Nah. Oh - sick!*

Randall bends down, picking up an aluminum baseball bat mixed in with the trash. He whacks a zombie over the head with it--and the bat immediately snaps in two.

***Curtis:*** *You should remember you’re fighting these guys with trash.*

***Randall:*** *Yep-- got it now.*

Below and nearby, JACOB FELDMAN and REBECCA DAWSON run into the open, seeing the trash mountain, and Randall and Curtis on top of it.

***Jacob:*** *Holy shit…*

***Rebecca:*** *Your friends didn’t get very far.*

***Jacob:*** *No - not far at all. We’re gonna need a way to get them out.*

Rebecca glares at him.

***Jacob:*** *Oh right - you don’t, uh, like a big group. I got an idea.*

Jacob points at a truck nearby.

***Rebecca:*** *The tanker?*

***Jacob:*** *The tanker* ***(He nods)***. *Wait here-- or stop them from piling onto me.*

***Rebecca:*** *Are you crazy? It’s surrounded too!*

Jacob ignores her, rushing to the truck. He whacks a zombie out of the way with his bat, then climbs up and into the truck.

On the trash mountain, Randall nudges Curtis, pointing ahead.

***Randall:*** *Oy! Look!*

***Curtis:*** *What? What am I looking at-- Someone’s taking our damn truck.*

***Randall:*** *It’s Jacob!*

Jacob attempts to start the truck with the key sitting inside, but it fails. Finally, the truck starts, but when Jacob tries moving it, he finds that it’s stuck.

***Jacob:*** *Fuck, fuck fuck…*

Zombies start circling around the truck, and Jacob looks out the side mirror, seeing the wheels spinning in a patch of snow slush and mud mixed together. Sighing, Rebecca jogs up to the truck.

***Randall:*** *Who’s the hot bird?*

Curtis sighs, hitting another zombie back. Rebecca arrives at the truck, killing a pair of zombies with her nunchucks. Jacob rolls the window down slightly.

***Rebecca:*** *You’re stuck!*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah - I’ve noticed! What are you doing over here?*

***Rebecca:*** *What do you think?! Helping you! Now I’ll give you a push!*

***Jacob:*** *Are you sure you’ll manage?*

Rebecca doesn’t answer, and simply goes towards the back of the tanker truck, grabbing a zombie and smashing its head off the back of the truck. She then kicks away some of the slush, and puts her back against the truck. After half a minute of pushing, Jacob finally gets free of the mud, driving forward. He slams on the horn, drawing in all of the zombies nearby.

***Randall:*** *HAHA! He’s fucking done it - the legend.*

He offers Curtis a high-five, and Curtis reluctantly high-fives him. Randall then starts climbing down the trash mountain, landing on his ass. He groans, standing up. Meanwhile, Jacob slowly starts driving towards the scrapyard exit, leading the zombies.

***Randall:*** *Ah! Thought that’d work better for me.*

Curtis jumps down, landing on his feet. Both of them look over at Rebecca.

***Randall:*** *Nice to meet you* ***(He bows)***.

***Rebecca:*** *Right…*

***Curtis: (Pointing at Jacob and the truck)*** *What’s his plan now?*

***Randall:*** *Something tells me he’s just gonna jump out and make a dash for it. That’s what they do in the movies--*

***Curtis:*** *In the movies they blow it up.*

***Randall:*** *Yeah, but we don’t have explosives. Dick.*

When he’s outside the scrapyard, Jacob jumps out of the truck, rolling in the snow. He signals for the others to go, before he sneaks off into the trees, going around the zombies.

***Randall:*** *Told ya’.*

***Rebecca:*** *Come on. I know where he wants us to go.*

***Randall:*** *Where?*

***Rebecca:*** *Back to the hardware store - come on.*

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**Scene #7**

**HARDWARE STORE - MAIN AREA**

In the hardware store, KATE BLOODSTONE, WILLIAM REYNES and ALDUS PAXTON are sitting around in the main area of the store, bored. MARCUS DOWNES approaches them, hands in his pocket.

***Marcus:*** *Well - what do you all think of this place?*

***Kate:*** *It’s… dark.*

***Marcus:*** *Yeah - well maybe if we get the power working--*

***Kate:*** *I don’t know. It’ll do better than the cabin, that’s for sure.*

***Marcus:*** *I think we can make it work. You can just be as optimistic as I am, you know?*

***Kate:*** *Albert and Jon aren’t back yet. Randall, Curtis and Austin are still missing. And now Jacob is off hunting for them.*

***Marcus:*** *Yeah-- but I’ve got faith in our group. They’re all survivors.*

***Kate:*** *I hope so.*

***Marcus:*** *You know so.*

Marcus glances over to Aldus, who’s looking at something in his hands.

***Marcus:*** *What you found?*

***Aldus:*** *A wrench and I’m debating if I should take this chainsaw.*

***Marcus:*** *A chainsaw… I imagine it’d be effective. But I’d hate carrying it around.*

***Aldus:*** *Same here.*

***William:*** *Take the fucking chainsaw.*

***Aldus:*** *Alright.*

***William:*** *Wasted opportunity…*

Towards the front entrance of the building, a loud, cheery laugh is heard.

***Randall:*** *That - was awesome.*

Kate stands up.

***Kate:*** *I know that voice.*

***Marcus:*** *Who doesn’t?*

Marcus and Kate head down the aisle, and walk out to the front of the store, seeing JACOB FELDMAN and REBECCA DAWSON back with RANDALL FORSTER and CURTIS VAN HORN.

***Randall:*** *Oy, oy!*

***Kate:*** *Randall!*

***Marcus:*** *Well, well.*

Kate looks over at Curtis, frowning.

***Kate:*** *I’m sorry for your losses.*

***Curtis:*** ***(He nods slowly)*** *Jon?*

***Marcus:*** *Isn’t back yet…*

***Curtis:*** *He will be…*

***Randall:*** *That’s the spirit.*

***Kate: (To Rebecca)*** *Turns out you were trustworthy after all, then.*

Rebecca shrugs, nodding slightly.

***Kate:*** *William and Aldus are here, too.*

***Jacob:*** *Where?*

***Kate:*** *…Somewhere. I don’t know… but - browsing around.*

***Randall:*** *Is, uh, everyone else okay then?*

***Jacob:*** *Back at the cabin, yeah. Felix didn’t make it.*

***Randall:*** *Aw… that, uh…*

Randall nods, going quiet.

***Jacob:*** *He sacrificed himself for our escape off the roof. Helen would be proud of him.*

***Randall:*** *She* ***is*** *proud of him.*

William and Aldus come walking out of one of the aisles.

***William:*** *He was a good man.*

***Randall: (He nods to William)*** *Oy, oy. Hope you haven’t missed me too much.*

***William:*** *I’ve missed your laugh most of all. Better times back then.*

***Randall:*** *You didn’t think I was gonna die out here, did you?*

***Kate:*** *We had our concerns.*

***Jacob:*** *William - this is Rebecca* ***(He looks at her)***. *She’s been a good help.*

***William:*** *The girl you went off with solo. Pleasure* ***(He nods to her)***.

***Kate:*** *Come on - we’ll get you guys settled in and then figure out a plan of action.*

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**Scene #8**

**HARDWARE STORE - ROOF - LATE EVENING**

Later that night, JACOB FELDMAN climbs up onto the roof, where he finds REBECCA DAWSON sitting by herself, legs dangling over the edge. She turns around, seeing him.

***Rebecca:*** *Hey.*

Jacob approaches, sitting down.

***Jacob:*** *I haven’t forgotten about the story I’m owed. And, uh - you stepped in to deal with that horde today… I appreciate it, thank you.*

***Rebecca:*** *Well… truth is, at the start of all this I cared for people too much. My boyfriend Jamie and our newborn-- Jack. We were optimistic about it all - about meeting people. We had a group of our own. They didn’t get as lucky as I did. We were held up in a farmhouse - eating dinner. We were gonna have an early night - we were travelling in the morning. And then… for no reason, people we didn’t even know, led a horde to our home. They said they didn’t like what we had-- they said that to me after. The doors didn’t hold. Nothin did. My people* ***thought*** *they could hold the doors. Jamie was one of them. All he asked of me as they bit into him was to carry Jack to safety… But me and the others were blocked off - forced upstairs. And as the dead started to chase us up and swarm the hallways - I placed Jack in the corner. I was going to defend him with my life. The room got crowded-- I got pushed around… It’s a miracle I didn’t get bit. I looked over the next second and my baby was gone.*

Rebecca looks down, frowning.

***Jacob: (Softly)*** *How did you get out…?*

***Rebecca:*** *I didn’t want to live, in truth. But I wanted to find the men who did it to us. I climbed out of the window - and I followed their tracks for days. I wasn’t feeling… anything. I found myself out there - did things I didn’t know I was capable of doing. I learnt pretty quickly that tears weren’t gonna do me any good. And after days of looking for them -- I found one. The only one that was left. And when I grabbed him and asked him why he did what he did to us, all he said was - he didn’t like what we had… That he just wanted to get rid of it.*

She wipes her eyes, sighing.

***Rebecca:*** *I knew then the world we lived in now. I killed him and I knew it meant nothing.*

***Jacob:*** *We’re sorry a lot these days but… I truly am.*

***Rebecca:*** *I sympathize with you… Your girlfriend. I know what it’s like - so many of us now do. It’s sad.*

***Jacob:*** *You can join us. Join our group. I know that must sound insane to you but-- We’ve made it through so much already. We’re all like you.*

***Rebecca:*** *I…*

***Jacob:*** *Please - give us a chance. You’ll be embraced, you’ll be welcomed. We all lookout for each other. It’s better than just being out here in this mindset. Yeah - it keeps you alive but… is it really living?*

***Rebecca: (She shakes her head)*** *No…*

***Jacob:*** *Come with us?*

Rebecca takes a deep breath, and then nods.

***Rebecca:*** *I will.*

***Jacob: (He smiles)*** *Good… Good.*

Jacob stands up, walking back towards the ladder, but stops when he hears Rebecca.

***Rebecca:*** *--thank you.*

He nods, and turns to climb down.

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**Scene #9**

**HARDWARE STORE - MAIN AREA**

Downstairs, MARCUS DOWNES is standing with WILLIAM REYNES and ALDUS PAXTON.

***Marcus:*** *So - what do you think? Do we return to the others at the cabin? I think we gotta update them in some form.*

***William:*** *I’ll go - you all stay.*

***Aldus:*** *Why alone?*

***Marcus:*** *You should bring someone with you.*

***William:*** *Less attention. I don’t need company. I can kill a zombie. All I need to do.*

***Aldus:*** *Alright, then.*

***Marcus:*** *Be safe out there.*

Before William leaves, he sees JACOB FELDMAN walking over to them.

***Jacob:*** *What’s going on?*

***Marcus:*** *William is going to get the others. Bring them here.*

Jacob looks over to William, seeing him putting on his coat. He walks over to him hastily.

***Jacob:*** *Mind if we have a chat first?*

***William:*** *Alright then.*

He takes William aside, taking a seat.

***Jacob:*** *I took your advice.*

***William:*** *I’m glad to hear it.*

***Jacob:*** *I know we haven’t spoken much since everything - I haven’t spoken to many people but-- I know what she’d want for me.*

***William:*** *And what’s that?*

***Jacob:*** *To be level-headed. To mourn her… safely.*

***William:*** *Exactly. So you do that.*

***Jacob:*** *Recklessness won’t get me anywhere. I can talk again but-- that anger isn’t gone.*

***William:*** *And it won’t go away.*

He reaches into his pocket, taking out the rings he got from the nightclub.

***Jacob:*** *Can you do something for me?*

***William:*** *Right, what is it?*

He hands him the rings.

***Jacob:*** *I have to let go. I want you to toss them into the lake. I can’t.*

***William:*** *Consider it done* ***(He nods)***.

***Jacob:*** *Thank you.*

William goes to turn away, but Jacob stops him.

***Jacob:*** *Wait, sorry-- Just… one more look.*

William presents the rings to him. Jacob stares at them, before turning away.

***William: (Quietly)*** *Right…*

He pulls his hood up and grabs his spear, heading out the front door.

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**Scene #10**

**HARDWARE STORE - OUTSIDE ENTRANCE - LATE EVENING**

WILLIAM REYNES heads outside, where he comes across RANDALL FORSTER and CURTIS VAN HORN in the parking lot. Randall stomps onto a zombie’s head, smushing it. He then looks over at William.

***Randall:*** *Going on a trip?*

***William:*** *Getting the group.*

***Randall:*** *Aw, sick.*

William glances down at a dead zombie Randall had killed.

***Randall:*** *Don’t mind that. Oh - hey, watch this.*

Randall snickers quietly, picking up a bit of snow, and launching it at the back of Curtis’ head. Curtis turns around, startled and angry.

***Randall:*** *Cheer up, ya’ old fart!*

***Curtis:*** *Yeah, yeah.*

***Randall:*** *The aim -- didn’t pass the police academy for nothing. Makes me, uh… think of Clayton, y’know. I know I shouldn’t be such a sob - but I do miss him. I miss a lot of people.* ***(To William)*** *I’ll, uh… leave you to your walk. I look forward to seeing the others.*

William nods, turning and heading towards the trees.