The Lost Companion/Transcript

*“I’m not gonna leave you here.”* *—Quentin*

**Starring:**

Anthony Ingruber as JACOB FELDMAN

Robert Pattinson as WILLIAM REYNES

Nicholas Hoult as CLAYTON FREEMAN

Robin Lord Taylor as EDWARD REMAR

Erin Richards as ERIN MONROE

Helen McCrory as HELEN CULLEN

**Also Starring**

Terry McGovern as OWEN GLIEFIELD

Kenneth Branagh as CLYDE ROLLINS

**Guest Starring**

Steven Ogg as STEVEN PHILIPS

John Kassir as SKITTLES THE CLOWN

Todd Soley as QUENTIN RICHARDS

Jeff Probst as RANDY WHEELER

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**Scene #1**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA/COLBY’S MOVIELAND**

Picking up shortly after witnessing the kidnapping of FELIX QUARTERMAN, Clyde wonders what the hell is going on.

***Clyde:*** *My good gentlemen, you don’t mind if I ask what happened out there?*

***Edward:*** *Why don’t you WAKE UP and go and SEE for yourself!*

Clyde steps over to one of the windows and yelps back in fear when a zombie bashes its head against the glass.

***Clyde:*** *What’s that?!*

***Clayton:*** *A zombie. I don’t know how a dead person gets right back up. I have never had a case like this.*

***Jacob:*** *Look - we need to go after wherever that clown was taking Felix.*

Edward scoffs and laughs.

***Edward:*** *What? We’re not risking our necks for him.*

***Clyde:*** *I myself must also announce that--upon looking outside--it is unsafe to save anyone.*

***Jacob:*** *For fuck sake. We can’t just stay in here, and we can’t just let him die.*

***Edward:*** *Why not?*

***Jacob:*** *What do you mean “why not”? He’s on our side.*

***Clayton:*** *He also knows the mall well. We need him for that.*

***Clyde:*** *I think… our best course of action here - is to stay put and be cautious of what’s going on out there. How about you all come in and watch my new movie.*

***Jacob:*** *Get lost.*

***Clyde:*** *Hm.*

***William:*** ***(To Edward)*** *Forgive me, sir, but he took our friend.*

***Edward:*** *Is he really your friend? Because the impression I got of him is that he was a useless companion.*

***William:*** *“Ally”. And he knows the entire mall, inside out.*

***Clyde:*** *Well, I think this is the safest place to be in this building, and therefore I shall remain right here. I imagine you’d all want to do the same.*

***Edward:*** *I’m doing just fine by myself, thank you very much.*

***Jacob:*** *Alright, if we’re going after Felix we’ve got to head off now. No time to waste. It’s not a perk we have. That clown dragged him outside, right? Into the park?*

***Clayton:*** *I believe so. So, what’s the plan?*

***Jacob:*** *I don’t really make plans… I just - improvise.*

***William:*** *He might’ve gone through the park.*

***Edward:*** *We just established that…*

***William:*** *What’s on the other side of the park?*

***Edward:*** *The food court. Maybe he has plans to eat your “ally”.*

Edward chuckles out loud.

***William:*** *He wouldn’t bring him there, it’s packed.*

***Edward:*** *Actually, it’s empty over there. The horde never made it inside. Now if you’ll excuse me, your promised paradise seems to be a lie if you’re all going on this goose chase - so I’ll be going.*

Edward starts walking out of the room.

***Clyde:*** *You’re welcome to stay here where it’s truly safe, and full of marvelous adventures to go on. My latest work is up on the screen. Entertainment… pure entertainment.*

***Edward:*** *I’ll pass on that, thanks.*

***Jacob:*** *We do have a security room, that wasn’t a joke--*

Edward opens the door and steps out, not listening to Jacob.

***Clyde:*** *Well… I take it the rest of you are heading off then. And you’re always welcome to stay - and protect this place.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah - Clayton, William, let’s get moving.*

As the three men near the exit of the movieland, Clyde suddenly shouts for them.

***Clyde:*** *WAIT! I-- take me with you! To the safe place!*

***Clayton:*** *Alright, then. Do you have any weapons?*

***Clyde:*** *Uh - no, not on me.*

Clayton approaches the front counter, looking at a cash register.

***Clayton:*** *You wanna use a register as one?*

***Clyde:*** *Preferably not - I’ll just tag along with you three.*

Clayton looks over to William and Jacob.

***Clayton:*** *So, should we take him to the security room then go after the clown?*

***Jacob:*** *William can take him. You and I will pursue the clown.*

Clayton and Jacob exit the movieland, leaving William and Clyde.

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**Scene #2**

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

RANDY WHEELER is placed onto a bed in the waiting room, where OWEN GLIEFIELD, a former medical assistant, can quickly work on patching his wounds. With help from HELEN CULLEN, Owen manages to clean, stitch, and bandage all three stab wounds, and afterwards Randy falls asleep. Owen collapses into a chair, panting and grabbing at his chest in pain. QUENTIN RICHARDS looks over.

***Quentin:*** *You okay man?*

***Owen:*** *Do you think I’m fucking okay?! I just - treated a half dead man. My wife is at home-- with those-- those things! And my grandkids… my daughter - all of them. Sitting ducks. It’s a goddamn mess, kid. Stop pressing and asking me all these questions.*

Owen unknowingly places his bloody hand on his leg.

***Owen:*** *And I got blood on my good pants.*

***Quentin:*** *I-- I’m sorry man, I didn’t mean to--*

***Owen:*** *I - I’m sorry as well. It’s been a day. I went here to-- to come up with an idea with the oh so famous Mr. Rollins. An investment for him. How foolish I was to think that he was ever going to show up here. For all I know, he planned this goddamn event. Probably works for the government. I don’t know.*

***Quentin:*** *That’s too far of a stretch. It’s probably a sickness. When I was looking around the- the food court, people were coughing. Guy at the register. It’s most likely just a sickness. Not sure if-- the government is gonna do anything about it. We know how reliable they can be but-- have hope man. Your wife. Grandkids. Daughter. Son in law. They’ll be fine.*

***Owen:*** *I don’t have a son in law anymore. That--scoundrel.*

***Quentin:*** *Oh, uh-- sorry.*

***Owen:*** *If anything, I want that motherfucker to be the FIRST to die.*

Owen groans, grabbing at his chest again.

***Quentin:*** *Hey, hey. Take it easy.*

***Owen:*** *Take it easy-- sure. I wish. Where’s the others? It’s been - a blur.*

***Quentin:*** ***(Shrugging)*** *I don’t know. I don’t wanna go out to find out. It’s too dangerous out there.*

A few minutes of silence pass between the two men, as Quentin grows more anxious about the others.

***Quentin:*** *I’m a little concerned now. It’s been-- feels like an hour.*

***Owen:*** ***(Glancing at his watch)*** *Two hours, to be exact. Waiting in here.*

Quentin stands up, preparing to leave.

***Owen:*** *Hey, hey, where are you going?*

***Quentin:*** *I just wanna peek around. It’s been a while.*

***Owen:*** *Hey, sit back down. We don’t even have any weapons. Wanna go out there and-- and get - torn open?*

Quentin recalls the horrific events inside the Entrance Plaza, and he sits back down.

***Quentin:*** *I-- I’m not sure, I gotta try.*

***Owen:*** *At least look for something to use in case one of them snatches you. I’d help but-- I gotta stay and watch over him* ***(He looks at Randy)***. *And my chest is a bit - iffy. If you can go out there-- I need heart medication. I have pills of my own but the rest are at home-- and I’m concerned I won’t last very long.*

***Quentin:*** *I’ll try if I do make it out there.*

Quentin looks over at the door, pondering on whether he should leave or not.

***Quentin:*** *No, I-- I’ll go in a moment. Let’s wait a little more. We just need to give them a bit more time. Yeah.*

Beside them, Randy suddenly wakes up, frantic.

***Owen:*** *Hey, hey, take it easy. Lay back down.*

Randy, still panicking, lays back down, while looking around the room.

***Owen:*** *You made quite a scare, but you’re fine.*

***Quentin:*** ***(Walking over to an open medkit)*** *We’re gonna have to save this stuff.*

***Randy:*** *Wha-- what the--*

***Owen:*** *Don’t worry, alright? You’re alright. You’re okay. Deep breaths. Relax.*

***Quentin:*** *You got - stabbed a few times--*

***Owen:*** *Don’t fucking tell him that--*

***Quentin:*** *Sorry. Sorry, I didn’t mean to-- I just fuck up sometimes.*

***Randy:*** *By-- by who?*

***Owen:*** *Just don’t worry about it. You’re okay for now. Now, sit back and relax. You don’t wanna overstress yourself. The pain will grow - worse. I have morphine in that medkit actually.* ***(He looks at Quentin)*** *What’s your name?*

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

***Owen:*** *Do me a favour and take out a little bit of that morphine if you can. In case the pain is too much for him.*

***Randy:*** ***(While looking around)*** *Thi-- this isn’t - a hospital.*

***Owen:*** *The mall. Don’t leave the area though. There’s something-- wrong.*

Quentin grabs the medkit and sets it on his lap.

***Quentin:*** *People outside are eating each other. It’s fucking madness.*

***Owen:*** *There’s something going on out there.*

***Randy:*** *Wh- what?*

***Quentin:*** *Maybe a sickness or something. A plague. I’m not sure.*

***Owen:*** *Just a hunch. People are--eating each other. From what we saw. We’re held up here to be safe. Don’t go outside. And don’t worry - relax. We’ll be just fine.*

***Randy:*** *No - no, my family. My son.*

Randy attempts to get out of bed.

***Owen:*** *Hey, hey!*

Groaning in pain, Randy falls back into bed.

***Quentin:*** ***(To Randy)*** *Be calm. You’ll hurt yourself. You need any of that morphine, maybe? It’ll calm your nerves.*

***Randy:*** *Yeah-- yes. My - my son, my wife. They’re-- they’re in Canada. I have to go back.*

***Owen:*** ***(While opening the medkit)*** *It’s alright. I have… my grandkids out there too. My wife is out there. I know how it is.*

Owen injects a little bit of morphine into Randy, before going back to his seat.

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**Scene #3**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA/COLBY’S MOVIELAND**

After a few minutes of silence, WILLIAM REYNES tells CLYDE ROLLINS that they will return to the security room.

***William:*** *We’re going to the security room.*

***Clyde:*** *You’ve been quite the statue. Quite quiet. I was beginning to think something was wrong.*

***William:*** *Headache.*

***Clyde:*** *Five minutes of pure silence, staring into mid-air? You’d have found yourself in the acting industry with that face.*

***William:*** *You flatter me.*

***Clyde:*** *You remind me of me, in my first role. God - how the crowds cheered.*

***William:*** *Sir, my memory has since gone foggy - what was your first role?*

***Clyde:*** *I played Detective Sherlock Holmes in the romantic comedy version. I - try to investigate - which girl left me the love note.*

***William:*** ***(Lying)*** *Yes, yes, I remember now. Dashing performance.*

***Clyde:*** *Have you come to expect any less? I didn’t get up this high without having a bit of talent in me. Though we all soon found - it was just so much. Anyways, enough about me. I think that discussing my newest works would be much bett--*

***William:*** *Let’s get you home and safe then, friend.*

***Clyde:*** *Oh, yes, of course. Lead the way fine sir.*

William pushes open the front door.

***William:*** *After you.*

***Clyde:*** *No… I think that I’d be better-- covering our behind.*

***William:*** *As you wish.*

William steps out of the movieland, bat in hand. Clyde follows close behind.

**Scene #3 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA**

Immediately, the sight of the undead frightens Clyde.

***Clyde:*** *Okay - okay - now why are you so calm? We need to run! I think it’s for the best!*

***William:*** *No, n--*

Clyde takes off running, with William hurrying after him. One zombie grabs onto Clyde, but he shoves it away.

***William:*** *Running is a bad-- bad idea!*

William swings his bat into a zombie, blood splattering all over Clyde’s suit.

***Clyde:*** *Oh my! It’s-- it’s stained! Ruined! Just - lead the way-- and preferably quicker!*

***William:*** *I’m sorry, sir.*

***Clyde:*** *Snail pace won’t help us!*

***William:*** *Don’t run, they’re attracted to noise - and they’re dangerous.*

William whacks another zombie over the head.

***Clyde:*** *They already see us! So RUN!*

Clyde sprints away, and eventually the two make it to the storage room safely. There, they ride up to the roof.

**Scene #3 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ROOF - DAY**

William and Clyde walk around the roof towards the vents.

***Clyde:*** *Oh, lovely day.*

***William:*** *Charming, isn’t it? Quite like - the weather in that very happy scene in the movie you were watching earlier.*

***Clyde:*** *In “The Banshee”? Nonsense, I’d think you’d remember your scenes.* ***(He chuckles)*** *Much to learn.*

***William:*** *I mean-- from an artistic perspective.*

The two approach the vents.

***Clyde:*** *Sorry - where to from here? I’d hope you don’t think I’m going to jump from the roof… it’s all stunts.*

William nods toward the vent.

***Clyde:*** *In - in there?*

***William:*** *That’s the vent we’re climbing down through. Leads right into the main hall of the security room.*

***Clyde:*** ***(Sticking his head into the vent)*** *Hello?!*

***William:*** *It’s safe, sir. It’s a secluded vent-way from here to there.*

Clyde and William enter the vents and slowly begin making their way down.

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**Scene #4**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - SECURITY ROOM/MAIN HALL**

WILLIAM REYNES and CLYDE ROLLINS enter the main hall from the vent. Clyde brushes himself off as HELEN CULLEN approaches.

***Helen:*** *Oh my - Mr. Rollins?*

***Clyde:*** *Yes, yes - it is I.*

***Helen:*** *William? Where are the others?*

***William:*** *Clayton and Jacob are off on another mission… to get Felix back.*

***Helen:*** *Get him back?*

***William:*** *Felix was taken by uh-- a clown.*

***Helen:*** *Oh my god.*

***William:*** *Does that ring a bell?*

***Helen:*** *Felix fired that clown just earlier today. Sacked him from the job - ruthlessly.*

***William:*** *Shit…*

***Helen:*** *I think we know why he was taken now.*

***William:*** *I hope you understand why I didn't go after him like the others.*

***Helen:*** *There’s been an incident. Alex stabbed Randy. I had to knock him out.*

***William:*** *How bad’s the wound?*

***Helen:*** *See for yourself. Go talk to them all.*

Helen travels back to the office, while William approaches the waiting room.

***William:*** ***(To Clyde)*** *It’s safe, trust me. Bad first impression.*

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**Scene #5**

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

WILLIAM REYNES and CLYDE ROLLINS step inside the room, seeing OWEN GLIEFIELD and QUENTIN RICHARDS sitting. William spots RANDY WHEELER and approaches him hastily.

***William:*** *Where were you stabbed? I’ve got to make sure it’s nothing impairing.*

Coughing, Randy points to his hand, shoulder and stomach.

***William:*** ***(To Owen)*** *Wounds stitched up?*

***Owen:*** *I got it stitched up and such. I was a medical aid. He should be fine. He’s nice and bandaged.*

***William:*** *Biology teacher* ***(He nods to Owen)***. *Same field.*

***Owen:*** *I always had a thing for biology. I just can’t understand the-- biology - of people fucking eating each other but-- you know.*

***William: (To Randy)*** *Mind if I take a look at your stitches?*

Randy nods, and William removes the bandages to get a better look.

***William:*** *Well, from the looks of things you got off lucky. I’d say your spleen was slightly punctured, but nothing major. Your spleen is just mostly extra blood storage, nothing too bad.*

***Randy:*** *Thank god…*

***William:*** *But your hand - it looks like your flexor digitorum muscle was perforated. You’ll have some trouble gripping items.*

***Owen:*** *I don’t mean to intrude but-- what happened out there?*

***Quentin:*** *You guys were gone for a while. We thought that they had-- you know. I was gonna go out and look. Doc here needs a bit of meds, his heart is having a bit of issues.*

***Owen:*** *Just heartburn. Nothing too severe. I get it often.*

***Randy:*** *Do you guys know who stabbed me?*

***Quentin:*** *I wouldn’t know, I didn’t hear much.*

***William:*** *Alex. Speaking of which - anyone know where he is?*

***Randy:*** *That son of a--*

Randy tries climbing out of bed, but immediately falls back, unable to walk because of the pain.

***Owen:*** *Hey! Hey, hey.*

***Quentin:*** *Dude-- you’re gonna rip your fucking stitches. You’ll die if you go out there. We all will.*

***Owen:*** *You’re gonna wanna sit there for a bit anyway. Some people are gonna be coming back - probably.*

***Randy:*** *I swear-- I’ll beat the living hell out of Alex the next time I see him.*

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**Scene #6**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - FOOD COURT**

After crossing through a zombie infested Leisure Park, JACOB FELDMAN and CLAYTON FREEMAN arrive at the food court, which, as Edward said it was, is deserted of zombies.

***Jacob:*** *It’s-- it’s calm in here.*

***Clayton:*** *Too calm.*

***Jacob:*** ***(Pointing to the entrance of Wonderland Plaza)*** *I bet the clown took him through there. That-- or Al Fresca.*

***Clayton:*** *Do we split up?*

***Jacob:*** *I don’t think it’s a good idea. I mean this place is safe- both entrances to both plazas are closed, whichever we open is gonna unleash a whole bunch of zombies onto us. I wonder how the clown has been making it through here…*

Unbeknownst to the two of them, STEVEN PHILIPS looms above, armed with an M4 assault rifle. As he takes aim at them, Jacob notices and dives for cover, dragging Clayton down with him.

***Jacob:*** *What the fuck did we do?!*

***Clayton:*** *You move up, I’ll distract ‘em--*

Steven spots a hole through their cover and opens fire, hitting Clayton in the shoulder. He grunts, falling over.

***Jacob:*** *Slide me your pistol!*

Clayton removes the pistol from his belt and slides it across to Jacob. Above, a confident Steven steps out from his cover, firing below as he moves. When the firing stops for a brief moment, Jacob pops out and fires the pistol, hoping to hit something. Luckily for him, a bullet tags Steven’s leg, and he quickly backs away, growling in anger.

***Jacob:*** *Shit - he’s making a break for it!*

Steven turns, limping away off the stage above them. Jacob tries to go after him, but only finds an open vent. Not wanting to go after him through there, Jacob goes back to his wounded friend, and gives him the pistol back.

***Jacob:*** *We need to get you something that’ll help you out.*

***Clayton:*** *Yeah-- I agree…*

***Jacob:*** *Alright - come on, there isn’t anything in here. Felix’ll have to wait.*

Clayton stands, holding onto his bleeding wound, and follows Jacob to the Al Fresca Plaza.

**Scene #6 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA**

Jacob and Clayton come to find the Al Fresca Plaza littered with zombies. Although they attempt to run through, they’re ultimately cut off by zombies and forced to enter the nearest shop.

***Jacob:*** *Shit - shit-- into the gym!*

With zombies circling in, Jacob dives through a window of a nearby gym. Clayton follows suit.

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**Scene #7**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA/FLEXIN’ GYM**

Inside the gym, ERIN MONROE berates the two men for breaking the window.

***Erin:*** *You idiots! What have you done? My fucking god… both of you get up and start boarding the damn window!*

Without question, JACOB FELDMAN and CLAYTON FREEMAN stand up and begin pushing gym equipment over to cover the window.

***Erin:*** *God, you could’ve entered through the DOOR!*

***Jacob:*** *It was blocked off.*

***Erin:*** *I was pretty safe here until both of you showed up. Look how many there are out there now.*

***Jacob:*** *Look-- we’re sorry. But we can hold off.*

***Erin:*** *Who are you both?*

***Jacob:*** *Jacob. I’m Jacob Feldman.*

***Clayton:*** *Officer Clayton.*

***Erin:*** *Erin Monroe. Not such a pleasure as it could’ve been. Officer - I saw an officer just like you. He passed through here.*

***Clayton:*** *Where’d he run?*

***Erin:*** *In the direction of the food court. I think he blurted out that he was heading to Wonderland Plaza.*

***Jacob:*** *Same place the clown has taken Felix…*

***Erin:*** *The clown? What do you mean?*

***Clayton:*** *He took a guy that we know-- and he was laughing.*

***Erin:*** *Laughing about what?*

***Jacob:*** *We don’t know.*

***Erin:*** *Great to know there’s some maniac in a costume going around.*

***Jacob:*** *Isn’t it?*

***Erin:*** *Well, it seems I have no choice but to accept you both. Get comfy. And hope that your piece of handiwork will hold.*

Clayton takes a seat nearby, checking his wound. Erin notices the man’s injury.

***Jacob:*** *How’re you holding up, Clayton?*

***Clayton:*** *Good. The bullet went clean through, but it’ll need to be patched up later though.*

***Erin:*** *There’s a first aid kit on the wall over there. Try and patch yourself up.*

Clayton nods, standing up and heading over to the kit. Erin turns back to Jacob.

***Jacob:*** *So… how’d you end up here?*

***Erin:*** *I was here with my friends, preparing for a big date tonight. Some rich fool. Not the brightest on the block. Me and my friends initially held out in the food court - where we encountered that officer. We came through here and it all went to shit. My friends were eaten, and I ran in here. Nothing more I could really do.*

***Jacob:*** *You don’t seem that bothered.*

***Erin:*** *Should I be? Why should I break down and cry when that’ll just get me killed sooner.*

***Jacob:*** ***(Smiling)*** *I respect that outlook.*

***Erin:*** *You’re prone to death too, huh? What were you?*

***Jacob:*** *An English teacher.*

***Erin:*** *What - all those Shakespeare deaths make a veteran out of you?*

***Jacob:*** *Nah I guess I just-- haven’t had anyone* ***to*** *lose. Besides my best friend, but he’s - he’s gonna be fine. He’s strong.*

***Erin:*** *Sweet.*

***Jacob:*** *Isn’t it just. Think we’ll make it out?*

***Erin:*** *No, probably not. You?*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah, I’m in the same boat there.*

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**Scene #9**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - SECURITY ROOM/OFFICE**

Later on, HELEN CULLEN is scanning through the mall’s security cameras when she notices something that she grimaces at. Quickly, she gets up and out of her chair.

**Scene #9 Cont.**

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

Helen enters the waiting room where everybody but Alex is at.

***Helen:*** *Boys, listen up. We’ve got a problem.*

***William:*** *I’m all ears.*

***Helen:*** *Jacob and Clayton are trapped in the gym within Al Fresca Plaza. Appears to be another woman with them.*

***William:*** *Scooby Doo is on the case.*

WILLIAM REYNES stands to address the rest of the survivors.

***William:*** *Good men on the gentry - who’s coming with me? Kicking it alone?* ***(He frowns)*** *You are all flattering.*

***Quentin:*** *I could-- maybe.* ***(Pointing to Owen)*** *He needs meds.*

***William:*** *Then he’s coming too.*

***Owen:*** *I can’t-- no.*

***William:*** *Yes, you can. You’re coming.*

***Owen:*** *My chest isn’t-- I’m serious. I need to look over Randy here.*

***William:*** *Fine then, do you know your own dosage of medicine?*

***Owen:*** *I just need heartburn medication - two pills.*

***William:*** *Right, then.* ***(Turning to Quentin)*** *Sooner the better.*

William heads for the door, QUENTIN RICHARDS following. Helen follows them out as well.

**Scene #9 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - SECURITY ROOM/MAIN HALL**

***Helen:*** *Gents. I’ve got the radio system working. I’ve only got one so far. Links back to me in the office with the cameras. I can communicate, open shutters and whatever else you need.*

***William:*** *Where’s the radio?*

***Helen:*** *Well it depends on who’s taking it.*

***William:*** *I am.*

Helen hands him the radio. William then slides a knife out of a sheathe in his boot, and hands it to Quentin, who was previously without a weapon.

***Quentin:*** *This isn’t the same knife used to stab-- you know, right?*

***Helen:*** *Your best route to the Al Fresca Plaza is this - ready? The plan: you go through Paradise, out into Leisure Park, then to the Food Court, and out to Al Fresca. Once that’s done, if you get them out, take them through Al Fresca and I’ll open the shutters to the Entrance Plaza for you. Go to the second floor from there, like how you all got here in the first place, and I’ll open the main doors here for you as a one off.*

After understanding the plan, William and Quentin prepare to leave, just as CLYDE ROLLINS is walking out of the waiting room. Quentin sees him.

***Quentin:*** *MR-- ROLLINS - I’M STARING AT CLYDE ROLLINS.*

***William:*** *Let’s go.*

***Clyde:*** ***(To Quentin)*** *Here to promote my newest work: “The Banshee”.*

***Quentin:*** *I need a moment-- fucking Clyde Rollins. Dude, I-- I’m a fan of your work. Huge fan. Seriously like-- I thought-- I didn’t know that was you when you came in.*

***William:*** *Let’s go. We can have admiration time later.*

***Quentin:*** *I-- okay. WAIT!* ***(Holding a hand out to Clyde)*** *It’d be an honour to shake your hand.*

***William:*** *Come the fuck on.*

***Quentin:*** ***(Frowning)*** *Maybe later.*

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**Scene #10**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA**

In Paradise Plaza, EDWARD REMAR slashes through the horde of zombies.

***Edward:*** *Oh I see JUST how it’s gonna be! I could do this all day - it’s a GREAT pleasure for me.*

Edward, with a machete, hacks down several more zombies in his way, blood splattering onto his face.

***Edward:*** *It’s just -- like a PURGE. A way to… get out those EMOTIONS!*

He slices down another in his way.

***Edward:*** *And I will not fall victim like the weak did. When the military comes, I’ll no longer be ALL PENT UP!*

He slashes a few more before making a break for the platform where he was earlier on.

WILLIAM REYNES and QUENTIN RICHARDS are seen stepping out into the plaza from the nearby storage room. They instantly take notice of Edward.

***William:*** ***(Calling to him)*** *Hiya Edward.*

***Edward:*** *You again? And some other man. Greetings there, William. Who is this?* ***(He gestures at Quentin)***

***William:*** *Quentin. A med student.*

***Quentin:*** *No-- no, that’s, uh-- that’s Owen--*

***Edward:*** *You look like a med student to me.*

***William:*** *He’s coming on the rescue mission to free my other two friends. Care to join us?*

William and Quentin shove back a few zombies as they’re standing there.

***William:*** *Quentin - you’re going to have to trust me, friend. Just fucking run like hell, get to the middle section.*

***Quentin:*** *Oh fuck-- through that?!*

***William:*** *Yes. I’ll go first.*

William darts off towards the middle platform, swinging his bat and shoving zombies aside as he goes. Quentin, although horrified  of the creatures around him, follows close behind, and they safely make it.

***Edward:*** *Who is it you’re both looking for?*

***William:*** *Jacob and the officer. They got stuck in the gym looking for our dear old compadre Felix.*

***Quentin:*** *I-- I just heard something about a clown-- taking someone.*

***Edward:*** *I was there when a clown abducted someone. If you want some advice, friends, do* ***not*** *go out into that Leisure Park.*

***William:*** *Well… is there another way to the gym?*

***Edward:*** *The gym? In Al Fresca?*

***William:*** *Yeah. We were given orders to go through Leisure Park, then into the food court.*

***Edward:*** *Orders?*

***William:*** *Our executive-- one of the management staff members.*

***Edward:*** *Oh of course- you all come from your safe little paradise. That myth.*

***William:*** ***(Unamused)*** *I can put you on the radio with her.*

***Edward:*** *Why don’t you all treat this like it actually is. A happy little purge until the military evacuates us. A chance to LET OUT all that anger.*

***William:*** *Believe me, sir, I’ve done a lot of that already. But not in such a way.*

Suddenly the radio William’s carrying crackles to life.

***[R] Helen:*** *What’s going on down there?*

***William:*** *We’ve encountered another survivor: Edward.*

***[R] Helen:*** *Excellent, bring him back when you can.*

***William:*** ***(To Edward)*** *So. Are you coming with us? I’m sure there’ll be a lot of* ***purging*** *involved.*

***Quentin:*** *Please come with us-- I - I think we’ll need extra support.*

***William:*** *Well, no. Jacob and what’s-his-face got on okay. Unless you can’t swing that knife, we’ll be fine.*

***Edward:*** ***(Responding to William)*** *Then count me in. But we aren’t going through Leisure Park.*

***William:*** *You know another way?*

***Edward:*** *Get your friend to open up the Entrance Plaza shutters for us.*

William brings the radio up.

***William: (To Helen)*** *Ma’am, Edward knows another way to the gym. He asks for you to open the Entrance Plaza shutters.*

***[R] Helen:*** *I’ll do so. Leisure Park isn’t safe on closer inspection… I see a jeep speeding around, these three convicts are in it. They’ve been killing innocent people.*

***William:*** ***(To Edward)*** *Wise move.*

***Edward:*** *Exactly. And that’s why we should never go out there. It has a MACHINE GUN on the back!*

***William:*** *Oh fucking hell. What caliber?*

***Edward:*** *How would I know?!*

From the Security Room office, Helen opens the Entrance Plaza shutters.

***[R] Helen:*** *Be quick so I can close them again. Entrance Plaza is more peaceful now.*

***William:*** *Alright, thanks.*

William puts away the radio.

***William:*** *Let’s go gents. First, we need to find a way down.*

***Quentin:*** *Great idea-- I want out of here. Seriously like - great idea.*

***William:*** *Jump over them?*

***Quentin:*** *No-- we need a noisemaker. Something to distract them maybe?*

***William:*** *Nah, trust me.*

***Quentin:*** *I don’t wanna jump over-- that* ***(He points at the horde below them)***.

***William:*** *I’m going to trust my intuition.*

***Quentin:*** *Look man, don’t always follow your gut. Come on-- you don’t wanna do this. There’s always another man, come on.*

***Edward:*** *Can we just hurry up?*

***William:*** *Just fucking jump.*

William leaps into the horde, landing just behind them. Edward jumps after him, and so does Quentin after taking a deep breath. The three of them sprint through into the Entrance Plaza.

**Scene #10 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA**

William, Quentin and Edward come sprinting into the Entrance Plaza, but the shutters aren’t closing behind them.

***Edward:*** *Is your friend not going to close them?!*

William pops up the radio.

***William:*** *Ma’am, shutters please.*

There’s no response from Helen.

***William:*** *Uh…*

***Edward:*** *I’m not standing here forever, let’s just move to the damn Al Fresca Plaza.*

Edward slashes a zombie as he begins to hurry towards Al Fresca.

***William:*** *Quentin, go on with him. I’ll catch up. I’m gonna wait for a response, keep this place guarded for now.*

Quentin nods, but as he goes after Edward a zombie latches onto him. Edward stops, grabs Quentin, and pulls him away from the zombie. They both rush into Al Fresca Plaza.

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**Scene #11**

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

ALEX WEISS steps into the room, where RANDY WHEELER is laying down, and OWEN GLIEFIELD is watching over him.

***Alex:*** ***(To Randy)*** *Still not dead, eh?*

Alex sits down on the other side of the room.

***Alex:*** *So, my friend. How are you doing?*

***Randy:*** *Fuck you.*

***Alex:*** *What? I didn’t hear you clearly. Could you repeat it?*

***Randy:*** *Fuck. You.*

***Alex:*** ***(Standing up)*** *Are you sure you want to say that?*

***Owen:*** *Don’t you try anything. I know what you did.*

***Alex:*** ***(Ignoring Owen)*** *You know… I really hoped that-- well, I didn’t want you to suffer.*

Alex walks over close to Randy. HELEN CULLEN suddenly comes rushing into the room.

***Alex:*** *You know, Randy…*

***Helen:*** *Alex! Get BACK to your room.*

***Alex:*** *Hm?*

***Helen:*** *You’re a threat. Unless you want your fucking ass handled to you, then get back to your room.*

***Alex:*** *Why should I?*

***Owen:*** *Get the fuck out of here!*

***Helen:*** *Because I’m telling you. This is my security room, honey.*

***Alex:*** *Well… I don’t really feel like leaving.*

Alex reaches into his backpack, revealing another knife. Before anyone can act, Alex snatches Randy by the scruff of his neck and puts the blade to his throat.

***Owen:*** *HEY-- YOU STOP - NOW!*

***Alex:*** *I’m staying in this room!*

***Owen:*** *Put that goddamn knife away. NOW!*

***Helen:*** *Alex - put that fucking knife down.*

***Randy:*** *Please--*

***Alex:*** *No!*

***Owen:*** *PUT IT DOWN!*

***Helen:*** *You’re in deep shit now.*

***Alex:*** *SHUT UP!*

***Helen:*** *You PSYCHOPATH!*

***Owen:*** *Let’s all calm down-- okay?! Just-- calm down.*

***Alex:*** *I…*

Alex suddenly jams the knife into Randy’s neck

***Owen:*** *NO--*

Owen charges Alex, grabbing a lamp and smashing it over his head. He then stumbles backwards, grabbing at his chest in pain. Helen rushes over to Alex, punching him and trying to pin him. Alex, however, slips away and heads towards the door.

***Alex:*** *That didn’t turn out well…*

Alex sprints out of the room with Helen rushing after him. Owen gets up after the pain in his chest relaxes, and hurries to Randy, who’s bleeding out on the ground.

***Owen: (Placing Randy’s hand to his neck)*** *PUT PRESSURE-- KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN, OKAY?! FUCK--*

Owen rushes over to the medkit and opens it, accidentally spilling everything out.

***Owen:*** *SSS-- FUCK!*

He picks up the bandages from the floor and rushes back to Randy, only to find him staring into the void, motionless. He quickly begins wrapping bandages around his neck.

***Owen:*** *HEY! HEY--*

It was too late. Owen checks for a pulse, but feels nothing.

**Scene #11 Cont.**

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

Alex speeds into the main hall and jumps into the vent, attempting to climb it. However, Helen grabs onto his leg, pulling him back down. Alex attempts to shake her off, but Helen stabs into his leg with the same knife he’d used. Alex yells, kicking her in the stomach and then crawling back into the vent and up.

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**Scene #12**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA**

EDWARD REMAR and QUENTIN RICHARDS enter the Al Fresca Plaza.

***Edward:*** *Which building are you friends in? What store? The gym?*

***Quentin:*** *I-- uh, hold on.* ***(Trying to recall the plan)*** *You go through Paradise, out into Leisure Park, then to the Food Court, and out to Al Fres--*

***Edward:*** *WE DON’T HAVE ALL DAY! WHICH. STORE?*

Edward fights off a few zombies, but more are approaching.

***Quentin:*** *I’M THINKING - ALRIGHT?*

With too many zombies closing in, Edward rushes into the closest store: Riverfield Jewelry. Quentin goes after him.

**Scene #12 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA/RIVERFIELD JEWELRY**

***Edward:*** *Now WE’RE STUCK TOO! BOARD UP THE DOOR!*

Out of breath, Quentin grabs a nearby shelf and pushes it down in front of the door.

***Edward:*** *This is absurd. If you’d been quicker… What is wrong with you?*

Edward wanders around the store in anger, when out of nowhere a zombie notices Edward, and while trying to grab him, knocks over a shelf. Edward’s right leg is crushed beneath the heavy shelf.

***Quentin:*** *SHIT--*

Hurrying over, Quentin picks up Edward’s dropped machete and kills the zombie.

***Edward:*** ***(In pain)*** *GAHH!*

***Quentin:*** *I hope none of them--*

***Edward:*** *Just leave me alone. I do better without having to worry about other people. I wish. To be. Alone. The first chance you get, get out.*

***Quentin:*** *I can’t just--*

***Edward:*** *Go back with your friends. And LEAVE ME ALONE!*

***Quentin:*** *I tried to-- she didn’t say - you know.*

Edward winces in pain.

***Quentin:*** *Do you need-- anything? Like--*

***Edward:*** *…what was the last thing I said to you?*

***Quentin:*** *To… run. But I can’t just-- we’re stuck here - and you’re hurt. I’m not gonna leave you here.*

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**Scene #13**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA**

After waiting for and receiving no response from Helen, WILLIAM REYNES enters Al Fresca Plaza. He charges through the plaza, knocking down zombies as he goes, until he reaches the gym.

**Scene #13 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA/FLEXIN’ GYM**

ERIN MONROE perks her head up, having heard something.

***Erin:*** *I heard yelling. Did anyone else hear yelling?*

***Jacob:*** *I did too. People. Survivors.*

***Erin:*** *This could be our ticket outta here.*

She, along with JACOB FELDMAN and CLAYTON FREEMAN stand up, preparing to leave.

***Erin:*** *Alright. Let’s-- let’s get ready. You boys okay with fighting? I’d hope the police officer is.*

Clayton nods. As they’re about to exit, they notice somebody next to the broken window trying to move the gym equipment.

***Jacob:*** *Someone is there-- attacking the boarding.*

***Erin:*** *Hey - careful.*

Jacob rushes over and pushes aside a treadmill. William crawls through.

***Jacob:*** *William? You came for us?*

***Erin:*** *Your friend?*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah-- yeah, my best.*

***Erin: (To William)*** *I’m Erin. Nice to meet ya’.*

***William:*** *Hiya.*

***Jacob:*** *You came alone? We heard yelling - was that you?*

***William:*** ***(Frowning)*** *No - no. That was-- the other members of the rescue party. Edward and Quentin. Or, well-- I assume.*

***Jacob:*** *Edward’s back?*

***Erin:*** *Who’s Edward?*

***William:*** *Edward - yeah. He helped us out a bit.*

***Jacob:*** *Well, we’re only getting out of here with a nice formation.* ***(To William)*** *See how many are out there?*

***William:*** *A shit ton. Uncountable.*

***Erin:*** *Y’know, boys. Sorry to disappoint, but I won’t be coming just yet.*

***Jacob:*** *Oh?*

***William:*** *How come?*

***Erin:*** *I’m a bit of a solo rider. Figuring shit out. But - we’ll cross paths again if you’re staying here.*

***Jacob:*** *I, uh-- I’d like if you came with us* ***(He blushes)***.

***Erin:*** *Can’t do that. But like I said: we’ll meet again.*

***William:*** *If you’re sure.*

***Jacob:*** *Well - yeah, we’ll meet again. You’re-- you’re sure?*

***Erin:*** *I can handle myself. I’ve got some shit to do. Now all of you get going. I’ll help draw some of their attention.*

***Jacob:*** *Alright, uh-- good luck.* ***(To William)*** *Where are the others, William?*

***William:*** *I don’t know.*

Suddenly, HELEN CULLEN’s voice comes through William’s radio.

***[R] Helen:*** *Boys, there’s been a problem. Gonna-- gonna need you back when you can. Randy’s dead--*

***William:*** *Wh- what? And-- ma’am, I know this isn’t of importance, but secure the Entrance Plaza shutters. But- shit, Randy? How the fuck did he die?*

***[R] Helen:*** *Just get back here… I’ll close them.*

William puts the Radio away.

***William:*** *Come on, Jacob. You too, Clayton.*

The three of them step out through the broken window into Al Fresca.

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**Scene #14**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA**

JACOB FELDMAN, WILLIAM REYNES and CLAYTON FREEMAN are immediately attacked by zombies as they step out of the gym.

***Jacob:*** *Fuck sake - we can’t stay out here long. Clayton’s injured.*

***William:*** *We gotta find Edward and Quentin first.*

***Jacob:*** *Then-- be quick!*

The three of them fight through the hordes of zombies, moving towards the Entrance Plaza slowly. William then spots a boarded up Jewelry store.

***William:*** *Boarded up shop* ***(He points)***. *Good place to start.*

***Jacob:*** *Alright - let’s go!*

They push through the horde, where William pushes back the shelf that’s blocking the door. When it’s moved, they all hurry inside.

**Scene #14 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - RIVERFIELD JEWELRY**

Inside, they find QUENTIN RICHARDS and EDWARD REMAR, who’s leg is still under the fallen shelf.

***William:*** *Oi. Up, and haul ass.*

Quentin attempts to help Edward up, but he refuses.

***Edward:*** *No. I said - I’m sitting here. Now leave me alone.*

***William:*** *Edward, you’ll die.*

***Edward:*** *You know fine I’ll live. I always find a way. Now leave me alone.*

***William:*** *Your leg-- looks fucked. You* ***will*** *die.*

***Edward:*** *My leg - is crippled. It’s not bleeding. Nothing more. I will get a cane, or a crutch. Now go.*

***Jacob:*** *Suit yourself, Ed.*

***William:*** *I know you’re smart. I know you’ve lived so far, so please-- come.*

***Edward:*** ***(To Jacob)*** *DON’T call me that.*

***Jacob:*** *William, come on.*

***William:*** *Alright, alright. Good luck.*

***Edward:*** *Thank you.*

William, Jacob and Clayton step out. Quentin lingers for a moment, frowning and feeling guilty for what happened to Edward, before he too exits the shop.

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**Scene #15**

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

Alone in the waiting room, OWEN GLIEFIELD suddenly hears a low growling coming from RANDY WHEELER.

***Owen:*** *What the--*

Randy lifts his head, and stares into Owen, growling loudly. He begins crawling across the floor.

***Owen:*** *FUCKING-- GET BACK!*

Owen hurries to his feet and grabs a piece of the broken lamp on the floor. He slams it into Randy’s face, but it does nothing to stop the man.

***Owen:*** *GET OUT OF HERE YOU GOD FORSAKEN CREATURE!*

Randy latches onto Owen’s foot, and leans in to bite. Owen kicks him away before he does so. He tumbles backwards into the wall, panting heavily as Randy continues crawling over. With nothing else he can think to do, Owen stomps on Randy’s head until his head is nothing but mush.

HELEN CULLEN comes rushing in after hearing the amount of noise.

***Helen:*** *Oh my-- oh my fucking god.*

She looks at Randy’s corpse in disgust.

***Helen:*** *He-- Alex got him-- Alex got away.*

***Owen:*** ***(Panting)*** *I-- I found out how - to stop them. The brain-- he… he came back from the… You need to hurt the brain - damage it.*

***Helen:*** *I - I’ll go-- to the office and help those on the mission.*

As Helen exits, CLYDE ROLLINS enters.

***Clyde:*** *Oh my-- I… I appear to have missed - quite a tale…*

He steps back, vomiting onto the floor.

***Owen:*** *This isn’t like the movies. I tried-- you know. I did. In case--you need to know - if you damage the brain, they’ll die. I don’t know - how he turned. He wasn’t sick - he didn’t seem sick. It must be airborne. We’re all fucked.* ***(He shakes his head)*** *Never thought we’d all go out that way… Evolving into beasts.*

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**Scene #16**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - AL FRESCA PLAZA**

JACOB FELDMAN, WILLIAM REYNES, CLAYTON FREEMAN and QUENTIN RICHARDS fight through zombies while making their way towards the Entrance Plaza.

***Erin:*** ***(To distract the zombies)*** *Over here! Come on!*

Much of the zombie horde that was on Jacob’s team suddenly turns around, and begin marching over to ERIN MONROE.

***Erin:*** ***(To Jacob’s team)*** *Get to wherever you’re going!*

***William:*** *Thanks!*

***Jacob:*** *I-- I’ll go help her. I--*

William grabs Jacob before he starts going over there.

***William:*** *No way, lover boy. She’s strong, she’ll live.*

***Quentin:*** *We gotta get the fuck out of here.*

***William:*** *Let’s haul ass.*

With much less zombies on them, the group find it much easier to fight through towards their destination. However, one zombie still manages to grapple onto Quentin, pulling him down.

***Quentin:*** *SHIT--*

William turns, reducing the zombie’s head to mush.

***Quentin:*** *HOLY SHIT - THANK YOU--*

***William:*** *Go-- Entrance Plaza. Go.*

All four men finally make it through to the Entrance Plaza.

**Scene #16 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ENTRANCE PLAZA**

***William:*** *We’re using the main door, gents.*

***Jacob:*** *We are?*

***William:*** *One time use.*

***Jacob:*** *What happened back there? To Randy?*

***William:*** *Wasn’t specified… yet to hear.*

As they begin walking up the stairs, Quentin answers Jacob.

***Quentin:*** *Alex-- he stabbed him three times. He’s okay right now.*

***Jacob:*** *No, no-- not anymore.*

***William:*** *Randy died.*

***Quentin:*** *What?*

***Jacob:*** *Helen told William via radio.*

***William:*** *He died… but not from his injuries by the sounds of it.*

They all hurry up the stairs to where they first entered the Security Room in Episode 1, and step inside.

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**Scene #17**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - SECURITY ROOM/MAIN HALL**

JACOB FELDMAN, WILLIAM REYNES, CLAYTON FREEMAN and QUENTIN RICHARDS step inside, where Helen is waiting to meet them.

***Helen:*** *Gents-- Alex killed Randy - he made a run for it.*

***William:*** *How’d he kill him?*

***Helen:*** *He stabbed his throat…*

***Clayton:*** *Once we get him… What do you wanna do with him?*

***William:*** *He can’t have gotten far without a group. He’ll be stalking our vicinity, so we’ll have to kill him.*

***Helen:*** *I don’t know yet - just--* ***(She approaches Clayton and Jacob)*** *Did you pick up much on the Felix case?*

***Jacob:*** *We think. He’s in Wonderland Plaza. The clown must’ve taken him there but-- we came under fire. Some guy in the food court. Started shooting us. Shot Clayton’s shoulder-- he needs medical attention.*

***Clayton:*** *He’s the same guy I arrested earlier.*

***Jacob:*** *Damn. This is driving people crazy.*

***Helen:*** *Alright, just-- get some rest, boys. Well done.*

Helen turns and walks off into her office sadly. While the others head into the waiting room, Jacob goes after Helen.

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**Scene #18**

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

QUENTIN RICHARDS, CLAYTON FREEMAN and WILLIAM REYNES step into the room and are immediately horrified at the sight of RANDY WHEELER.

***Quentin:*** *WHAT THE FUCK MAN--*

Quentin staggers back and pukes all over the floor.

***Clayton:*** *I’ve seen worse bodies.*

Clayton gently sits down on a sofa, checking on his wound.

***Owen:*** *He turned into-- one of those things. Alex-- Alex stabbed him. Right in the throat. And he turned. I don’t-- I don’t know how he turned. I’m guessing the virus is airborne.*

***Clayton:*** *Maybe… be careful though.* ***(Looking down at his shoulder)*** *My shoulder’s okay for now.*

***Owen:*** *What happened?*

***Clayton:*** *A mad man shot me.*

***William:*** ***(On the topic of Randy)*** *It resurrects… after death.*

***Owen:*** *How’s that possible? The brain - stops. How?*

***William:*** *Was he bit? Touched by a zombie?*

***Owen:*** *Not to my knowledge. He was stabbed.*

***William:*** *How was he infected, then?*

***Owen:*** *Huh. So they’re-- immortal.*

***William:*** *Brain injury kills them. The virus controls the motor functions of the brain, then.*

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**Scene #19**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - SECURITY ROOM/OFFICE**

Jacob enters the office, seeing Helen watching over the cameras.

***Jacob:*** *Helen?*

***Helen:*** *Jacob, hello. How can I help you?*

***Jacob:*** *Can you-- maybe look at the cameras around the food court? There’s this - this woman. She-- I need to know if she’s alright.*

***Helen:*** *Sure.* ***(She scans through the cameras)*** *Well - it’s infested with the dead now… But I don’t see any sign of a place they’re feasting, nor many corpses. Is that enough for you?*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah - yeah, it’s--* ***(He notices something on the camera)*** *What’s that?*

On the security camera, SKITTLES THE CLOWN is seen dashing through the food court, a person slung over his shoulder. The clown runs into Wonderland Plaza, and then up to The Space Rider.

***Helen:*** *Holy shit…*