Life and Death/Transcript

*“There’s always trouble. I’ve come to expect it now.”* *—Erin*

**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

Stephen Gevedon as DEAN HOWARDS

**Also Starring**

Terry McGovern as OWEN GLIEFIELD

Kenneth Branagh as CLYDE ROLLINS

**Guest Starring**

Emilia Clarke as KATE BLOODSTONE

Drew Powell as TEDDY POWELL

Jim Broadbent as JIM BUTTERMAN

Imelda Staunton as LESLIE STAUNTON

Jared Leto as JARED KELLINGS

**Co-Starring**

Richard Griffiths as JEFFREY CORTEZ

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**Scene #1**

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

It’s now the third day of the apocalypse, and the security room survivors are preparing for what’s next.

***Randall:*** *Anyone got any leads on who the fuckers were that jumped us?*

***Albert:*** *The guys who knocked my ass out?*

***Randall:*** *Ey.*

***Albert:*** *Who knows who they could be. Could be assholes fucking with us, or something more.*

FELIX QUARTERMAN comes walking out of the office, picking up on the conversation.

***Felix:*** *What exactly happened there with the hooded men who attacked you?*

***Randall:*** *I dunno, they just jumped us outside.*

***Albert:*** *Don’t know why they did it.*

***Erin:*** *I say we go out, see what we can find.*

***Jacob:*** *I don’t think we’ll find much. Not unless they reveal themselves - hell, maybe that was all of them. You killed them all, right? That could be it.*

***Randall:*** *Possibly. But like I said, dunno.*

***Felix:*** *Well, you’re all going out, but not to hunt those hooded fuckers.*

***Jacob:*** *So… what are you gonna have us doing?*

***Felix:*** *I was in the office, skimming through the cameras just now. Found - something peculiar.*

***Erin:*** *And what’s that?*

***Felix:*** *There’s a couple of crates, right in the middle of the plaza. A few crates just left there. Could be some kind of bait, but… What if they’re full of supplies? It’d save us on relying on the North Plaza.*

***William:*** *Potentially…*

JACOB FELDMAN stands up.

***Jacob:*** *No time to lose, folks. Let’s go check it out.*

***Randall:*** *Woah, woah. Just like that?*

***Jacob:*** *Well someone else could get it first. And if it is a trap, what’s worse than a killer clown and three snipers?*

***Felix:*** *A killer clown working with three snipers.*

***Albert:*** *There’s still one sniper out there, isn’t there?*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah but he don’t have a sniper anymore. Edward took it. Speaking of which, is he in the waiting room?*

***Erin:*** *Owen’s got him. He’s looking pretty bad, but he’ll live.*

***Jacob:*** *So that settles that. Who’s all comin’ out?*

***Albert:*** *Yeah-- me, I guess.*

***Randall:*** *Ehhhh. Think I’ll sit this one out. I can’t aim for shit with this arm.*

***Erin:*** *I’m coming.*

***Felix:*** *All of you get going. It’s in Paradise Plaza, not far. Just take the Entrance Plaza door in. No need for vents. There’s nothing out there.*

***Jacob:*** *Right-o.*

Jacob, ERIN MONROE, ALBERT HANSON and CLAYTON FREEMAN pick up some weapons and walk out through the security room door.

***Felix:*** *Well, let’s hope they get to those fucking crates in time.*

***Randall:*** *Unless it’s… y’know, a trap.*

***Felix:*** *Better to take the chance.*

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**Scene #2**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ENTRANCE PLAZA**

After leaving the security room, JACOB FELDMAN and the other three begin heading for the stairs, but before they make it there, a dead zombie comes crashing through a glass panel in front of them. Jacob looks over towards the store the zombie fell out of, raising him SMG, but doesn’t see anything.

***Jacob:*** ***(Quietly)*** *Albert, Clayton - move in, check it out. Be careful.*

***Albert: (Nodding)*** *Clayton, come on.*

**Scene #2 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ENTRANCE PLAZA/THE SINISTER READ**

ALBERT HANSON and CLAYTON FREEMAN stealthily move through the store aisles, hearing something--or somebody--close by. At the end of one aisle, Albert peaks around the corner and sees JARED KELLINGS smashing open a cash register. Albert turns to Clayton, mouthing to him that somebody was there. Both he and Clayton then quickly pop out from the aisle, guns aimed.

***Albert:*** *Hey!*

Jared turns around quickly, not threatened one bit by the presence of two guns pointed at him.

***Jared:*** *Hey. Sup, guys.*

***Clayton:*** *Are you friendly?*

***Albert:*** *We’re friendly, just gotta know if you are.*

***Jared: (Nodding)*** *JK HD. That’s the name.*

Jacob and ERIN MONROE enter the store, noticing what’s happening. Jared sees them.

***Jared:*** *JK HD.*

***Jacob:*** ***(To Albert and Clayton)*** *He friendly?*

***Albert:*** *Seems a bit strange to me…*

***Jacob:*** *JK HD, huh? And what’s that come out to in full?*

***Jared:*** *Jared Kellings high definition.  Y'all seen my broadcast?*

***Erin:*** *He’s an entertainer. I heard of him once before. Radio broadcast, I believe.*

***Jacob: (To Jared)*** *She right?*

Jared shakes his head.

***Jared:*** *Videos.*

***Erin:*** *Of what? About what?*

***Jared:*** *Just commentary and stuff. Well-- my sextape was leaked as well. We could have one too if you’re down.*

Jared looks around, and gets nothing but silence.

***Jared:*** *What? Was that too far? My bad.*

***Jacob:*** *We don’t have time for this, we need to get to those crates. Drag this fella along with us if he wants.*

Jacob and Erin exit the store. Albert looks over to Jared.

***Albert:*** *You coming or not?*

***Jared:*** *I’m down.*

***Albert:*** *Well, follow us then. I’ll explain what we’re doing along the way.*

**Scene #2 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ENTRANCE PLAZA**

Outside the store, Jacob and Erin are waiting for the other three.

***Jacob:*** *Alright, Paradise Plaza is just below us. Let’s just hope there isn’t any trouble with these crates.*

***Erin:*** *There’s always trouble. I’ve come to expect it now. You’ve not?*

***Jacob:*** *I like to keep a little optimism.*

The other three men come walking out of the book store.

***Jacob:*** *He coming?*

***Albert:*** *Guy’s coming with us, yeah.*

***Jared:*** *Jared Kellings - that’s my name.*

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

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

***Erin:*** *Erin Monroe.*

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

***Jared:*** *Nice to meet you all.*

***Jacob:*** *We’re from a larger group-- well, not THAT large, but we’ve got more people held up in the security room.*

The group walks down the stairs to the bottom floor of the plaza. Compared to the first day, the plaza is now completely empty of any roaming zombies whatsoever.

***Jacob:*** *Mall’s becoming more empty in many parts. Less of the dead. I suppose someone shut the main doors, stopped them from funneling in.*

***Albert:*** *Good job to them, then.*

***Jacob:*** *You’d think we’d maybe be able to clear it, take the whole place for ourselves. But I think the North Plaza has their own plans and is more equipped to do that. And I think we’d best not cross Leslie at the moment.*

***Albert:*** *I’d agree on that part. They’ve got more people, more supplies. We ain’t matched to them.*

***Jacob:*** *Though - we could maybe become better friends with them if we both unite against these hooded assholes.*

***Erin:*** *That’s if there’s any more of them.*

***Jared:*** *Yo, ya’ know I could just sneak in this group, right?*

***Jacob:*** *And do what?*

***Jared:*** *I don’t know man, somethin’. Probably take their shit.*

***Jacob:*** *It ain’t that easy. The people in the North Plaza are good people, we’d best not bother them. They’ve been kind to us.*

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**Scene #3**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARADISE PLAZA**

The group enters Paradise Plaza, only to discover that the crates Felix had supposedly seen were now gone.

***Jacob:*** *Well… shit.*

***Jared:*** *So we ain’t got nothin’ now?*

***Erin:*** *Whoever has taken it can’t have gotten far. Let’s check around.*

***Jared:*** *You just said those people are good people, now they're gonna rob you?*

***Jacob:*** *There’s lots of survivors in this mall, Jared. Could be anyone. These people--they don’t leave their plaza. I don’t think the North Plaza people would need these crates. Hell - we don’t even know what’s in it, or how it got here.*

***Jared:*** *Nobody needs nothin’. They take it ‘cause they want it. I’m telling you now, it’s impossible to starve to death.*

***Jacob:*** *It’s only three days into this mess, I’m not worried about starvation anyway.*

***Albert:*** *I suggest we head back, but that’s just my thoughts.*

***Erin:*** *And if those crates have weapons? It could be something great for us.*

***Jacob:*** *Well it ain’t here.*

***Erin:*** *We just -- look around a little bit. I know we can find something, Jacob.*

***Jacob:*** *Alright, alright. Fine.*

***Jared: (Noticing Jacob and Erin)*** *Wait - y’all together? Shit… I thought I was gonna get in on that.*

***Jacob:*** *You don’t have much to lose, do you?*

***Jared:*** *Nah, man.*

As JACOB FELDMAN is looking around into the different stores in the plaza, he suddenly ducks down, beckoning everyone to do the same. Once everybody is down behind cover, he points over to a jewelry store.

***Jacob:*** *In there.*

Inside the jewelry store, five individuals are rummaging through a crate, likely having moved it into the store to get out of the open.

***Jared:*** ***(Gripping his machete)*** *Just give me the word and I’ll charge their ass. They can’t handle the JK HD.*

***Jacob:*** *We gotta-- I mean, they claimed it first. This wouldn’t feel right. Those people - they ain’t from the North Plaza. Hell, I don’t know where they’re from.*

***Jared:*** *A’ight, screw it. Cover me. I gotta impress y’all anyway. I’m gettin’ them supplies.*

***Jacob:*** *Woah, woah. Don’t kill them. Avoid killing them.*

***Albert:*** *Jared don’t--*

***Jared:*** *Watch me.*

JARED KELLINGS begins moving up towards the store, but kicks a can on the floor, making a loud noise. One of the survivors inside the store turns his head.

***Unnamed survivor:*** *You hear something?*

Jared dives to the floor, yelling, which alerts all the survivors inside. Three of them rush out of the store, noticing Jared on the ground, pretending to be injured.

***Jacob:*** ***(Whisper yelling)*** *What the hell is he doing?!*

***Albert:*** *Let him do what he wants. He’s not with us.*

ERIN MONROE stealthily stands up, moving to the side.

***Erin:*** ***(Confused)*** *We don’t want to kill them--do we?*

One of the survivors notices Erin out of the corner of his eye. Out of fear that she may be a bandit, he throws a knife at her, hitting Erin in the chest.

Jacob eye’s shoot open, as he watches Erin stumble to the floor in pain. Out of pure rage, he stands up, firing an entire clip of his SMG towards the jewelry store survivors. Bullets fly everywhere, glass shatters, and everybody ducks for cover. ALBERT HANSON and CLAYTON FREEMAN start firing at the enemies, while Jacob rushes out to Erin. Jared crawls across the floor, hiding behind a nearby wall.

***Jacob:*** *Oh fuck-- fuck. Hey - you’re gonna be okay.*

***Jared:*** *AY - IS SHE ALIVE?*

***Jacob:*** *Barely!* ***(He turns to Albert and Clayton)*** *All of y’all get the crates, and then get back to the security room. Kill those fuckers! I’ll take Erin back.*

As Jacob is picking Erin up and running off with her, WILLIAM REYNES is just arriving on scene on the second floor of the plaza, his sniper rifle in hand. He posts up along the railing.

As the gunfight is happening, Jared builds up the courage to run out of cover, his machete raised up high. He charges one of the enemy survivors and slams his machete down onto their back, going through his heart. Another one of the survivors notices Jared killing his friend, and gets ready to shoot him, but Albert acts quicker, shooting the man twice and killing him. Two were down, three to go.

***Albert:*** *Clayton! I’m gonna try and get some cover that’s closer. Cover me.*

Clayton nods.

***Albert:*** *Now!*

Clayton pops out of cover, firing towards the last three enemies, whilst Albert makes a dash for cover further ahead. As Clayton runs out of ammo and ducks back down, one of the enemy survivors gets Albert in his sights, and is about to shoot him. Before he can, he is sniped in the chest by William up on the second floor.

***Albert:*** *Shit…*

Albert hides behind cover, reloading his gun, whilst William sets his sights on another man whose top half of his body is out of cover. After steadying the rifle, William takes his shot, the bullet going straight through the man’s throat. He collapses to the floor, dropping his gun and choking on his own blood.

The final enemy survivor, knowing he’s the last one, stands up, trying to take down one of his enemies in a last stand, but he is littered with bullets by both Albert and Clayton, and he drops dead. William slings the rifle over his shoulder and begins heading down.

***Albert:*** *I’ll loot these guys… see what they’ve got.*

As Albert is going around, checking the corpses of the men they just killed, William comes down the stairs.

***William:*** *Careful! Crates could be rigged.*

***Clayton:*** *Alright.*

Jared comes walking out of the jewelry store, a pistol in hand that he didn’t have before.

***Jared:*** *They ain’t rigged. I got this pistol from it.*

***William:*** *Good - okay. I’ll check out the crates then.*

William steps into the store, where he sees two crates. Quickly, he slides the lids off of both of them.

***Albert:*** *Anything good?*

***William:*** ***(Smiling)*** *They’re good. Worth the visit.*

Albert approaches, looking into the crates. When he sees the weapons and canned goods, he smiles as well.

***Albert:*** *Indeed.*

***Jared:*** *Where’s the power couple?*

***William:*** *Erin got injured. Jacob escorted her away.*

***Albert:*** *Hope she’s okay.*

William slides the lids back onto the crates.

***William:*** *Let’s find a way of getting these home.*

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**Scene #4**

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

JACOB FELDMAN comes running into the waiting room, carrying ERIN MONROE. He quickly and gently lays her down onto a free couch.

***Jacob:*** *Uh-- Owen!*

The doc wakes up from a nap, looking over. He jumps out of his seat, speeding over to begin treating the injured Erin.

RANDALL FORSTER enters the room seconds after Jacob, confused and panicked.

***Randall:*** *Woah, woah-- the fuck happened?*

***Jacob:*** *Guys-- guys in the plaza - they threw a knife into her chest. We -- we hesitated on killing them. We didn’t want to! But them? They’re goddamn ANIMALS!*

***Randall:*** *It’s alright, we’ll get through it. Want me to rush down and see what’s up?*

***Jacob:*** *They’ll be alright… and you need to rest that arm.*

A cough comes from the other side of the room. EDWARD REMAR looks over at them, grinning.

***Edward:*** *Well, looks like the infirmary here is going to be a little more populated.*

***Jacob:*** *This ain’t funny, Ed.*

***Edward:*** *I only smile for the company. She’s obviously going to be okay. I survived what I did, she will too. What led to this unfortunate event anyway?*

***Jacob:*** *Ah - shitty people, that’s what.*

***Edward:*** *Beginning to lose faith in humanity, my friend?*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah, though I didn’t wanna this early on. It’s been three days for christ sake. It - it shouldn’t be this way.*

***Edward:*** *And yet, it is. So many people are already too far gone, that if the military comes--which they won’t--nothing will be fixed. And nothing will be solved. This is the world now, friend. Best to adapt sooner rather than later. So you - and your honey there - can survive.*

***Jacob:*** *What a life lesson…*

Erin coughs, smiling at Jacob.

***Erin:*** *I’m-- I’m gonna be okay. I’m… thank you.*

She then passes out, though OWEN GLIEFIELD assures Jacob that she’s fine.

***Edward:*** *Seriously, don’t take chances anymore. A reason I executed that sniper boy before he could come back and risk blowing one of your brains out. Could’ve been hers* ***(He points to Erin)***. *And I executed him to AVOID risk.*

***Jacob:*** *Well, you’re just a bundle of psychotic joy, aren’t you?*

***Edward:*** *That I am.*

The door to the room swings open, FELIX QUARTERMAN entering with his arms crossed.

***Felix:*** *I saw it all through the cameras, I thought she was dead.*

***Jacob:*** *Luckily she isn’t. She’ll make it.*

***Felix:*** *The others have done it. They’ve got the crates.*

***Jacob:*** *Any idea what’s in them?*

***Felix:*** *Not until they’re back. Which I reckon and hope will be soon.*

***Jacob:*** *Did you see on the cameras-- we met a new guy out there, too.*

***Felix:*** *I did. What’s he like?*

***Jacob:*** *A little foolish, but he’s a nice guy, good intentions for us… I think. About all I can say so far. But I only say foolish ‘cause he relied on us killing people and -- we weren’t ready.*

***Edward:*** *He’s wise to be willing to kill. Like I said, adapt quick, Jacob. No time to sit and wait for them to get you first. Or perhaps next time,* ***she*** *won’t be so lucky.*

***Randall:*** *That’s a bit miserable. But uh- yeah, we should probably start playing it safe.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah, well I learned. I wanted to - stick to killing just the insane. Like that damn clown. Hell-- even those snipers. And those guys -- obviously weren’t hostile, but there’s no real way of telling anymore. You- you don’t want the blood of potentially good people on your hands. But you don’t seem to care about that, do you, Ed?*

***Edward:*** *Not at all. Sometimes mistakes are made, but it’s you or them.*

When Felix hears knocks coming from the security room door, he presumes that William and the others are back, and so he heads out into the hallway to investigate.

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**Scene #5**

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

FELIX QUARTERMAN opens up the security room door, where WILLIAM REYNES, ALBERT HANSON, CLAYTON FREEMAN and JARED KELLINGS are standing on the other side, looking out of breath. Beside them: a shopping cart with the two crates.

***Felix:*** *You’re all finally back. Took your time.*

The shopping cart is pushed inside, and everyone steps in.

***Jared:*** *This is home?*

***Albert:*** *Mhm.*

***Felix:*** *This is home. Jacob came by earlier, took Erin to the waiting room to rest. Owen’s patching her up. And Edward is looking fine.*

***Albert:*** *Good to hear.*

***Felix:*** *Right, I suppose we best see what we pulled considering the hassle it caused.*

Felix opens the two crates, seeing one of them full of guns and ammo, and the other with canned goods. He smiles.

***Felix:*** *This is a jackpot, but - where did it all come from? Someone would’ve planted it there. We’ve got a good amount from this.*

After closing up the crates again, Felix approaches William.

***Felix:*** *William.*

***William:*** *Yeah?*

***Felix:*** *Seems your friend is having a bit of a crisis in the waiting room. Thought you’d wanna know.*

***William:*** ***(Frowning)*** *Alright - thank you.*

William, Clayton and Jared head into the waiting room, Felix heads back to the office, and Albert sits back on one of the chairs in the hall, shutting his eyes.

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**Scene #6**

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

WILLIAM REYNES enters the room, seeing JACOB FELDMAN on the couch beside ERIN MONROE.

***Jacob:*** *It go well with the crates?*

***William:*** *Yeah.* ***(He sits beside Jacob)*** *So I’m told you’re facing difficulties.*

***Jacob:*** *Course I am. But it ain’t gonna distract me.*

***William:*** *Or at least that’s what you think.*

JARED KELLINGS comes swaggering into the room, looking around, getting to know the place.

***Jared:*** *Is the lady still alive?*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah. She’ll make it.*

***Randall:*** *Barely. She’s - lucky. Nice to meet ya’, by the way. Randall Forster, officer Randall Forster.*

***Jared:*** *Jared Kellings.*

***William:*** ***(To Jacob)*** *It’ll be difficult to adapt to - for a while.*

***Jacob:*** *I’m just trying to grasp the premise of killing. Making decisions in the moment that-- well, life or death.*

***Jared:*** *It’s them or you.*

***Edward:*** *Exactly! He knows - he gets it!*

***Jared:*** *I learned that- quite a while ago. Now it’s just abundantly more clear.*

***William:*** *Survival of the fittest…* ***(He sighs)***

***Jared:*** *No- the weak can still survive. They have their minds.*

RANDALL FORSTER gets up, heading out into the hallway. With the room falling silent, Jared decides to start a conversation with EDWARD REMAR.

***Jared:*** *Who might you be?*

***Edward:*** *I am Edward Remar. I like to think of myself - as an artist. Though some just like to rule me out as insane. And I think that is an unfair accusation. I was in an insane asylum - once. And beyond that, I am an inventor. An artist. I like to display it in my - vigilant work.*

***Jared:*** *A man of talent, I see.*

***Edward:*** *You’d be surprised how many times I’ve saved these people. And in return, they saved me.*

***Jared:*** *Well, Edward, the name is Jared Kellings. And who knows, one of us might save each other later on.*

***Edward:*** *Perhaps…*

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**Scene #7**

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

ALBERT HANSON awakes to the sound of loud knocking at the security room door.

***Clyde:*** *He-- hello? Could someone let me in? It’s Clyde!*

Slowly, Albert rises and stumbles over to the door, opening it.

***Albert:*** *Yes?*

By then, FELIX QUARTERMAN and RANDALL FORSTER had come walking over as well. CLYDE ROLLINS enters the security room, thankful.

***Clyde:*** *Y-yes. Hello! Hello all. Now, I come with-- with a trading proposal from Leslie. In the North Plaza.*

***Felix:*** ***(Interested)*** *And what’s Leslie saying?*

***Clyde:*** *Well- Leslie recalls you all - want guns? And anything else, really. She wonders if - you can head to the mall basement with me, and pick up an important batch of supplies for her to stock the supermarket. In return for the help, she’ll give guns and ammo, as she sees fit.*

***Felix:*** *I see… she had to send a messenger to say this?*

***Clyde:*** *Well, she knows I know you all. Does it not make sense?*

***Randall:*** *Suppose it does. A’ight, guess we can see what the others think.*

Randall heads into the waiting room to call everyone into the hall. After a minute, JACOB FELDMAN, WILLIAM REYNES, JARED KELLINGS and CLAYTON FREEMAN come walking out.

***Felix:*** *We all remember - Clyde here, I’m sure. Our… movie star.*

***Clyde:*** *Haha, yes-- I do imagine you’ve all missed me.*

***William: (Sarcastically)*** *Truly.*

***Felix:*** *He says Leslie from the North Plaza has a trading offer. We go down to the basement - get her some stash of supplies, and in return, we get guns and ammo if we get them for her.*

***Clyde:*** *Leslie has indeed been expanding drastically, but is not yet ready to venture to the basement. Figured you - brave souls could assist us.*

***Jared:*** *Nah, man. I’m out right there. Basements is where I draw the line.*

***Jacob:*** *Some of our people have been to the basement before. We let them decide.*

***Clayton:*** *I can go.*

***Randall:*** *Guess I’m also comin’*

***Jacob:*** *I’ll come. If it’s for guns, ammo - then yeah, I’m in. We need all the firepower we can get.*

***William:*** *You’re all gonna need to stock up heavily on weapons going in. Bring flashlights… and extra flashlights.*

***Albert:*** *Would you guys mind if I sat this one out? Feels like I’ve been on every mission so far.*

***Jacob:*** *Sure thing. Albert - watch the new guy. We’ll all head out, be back before you know it.*

***Albert:*** *Alright.*

***Clyde:*** *Great, great!*

The security room survivors stock up on weapons and flashlights before they’re ready to leave.

***Jacob:*** *Let's move. No stalling. I want this to be quick.*

***Randall:*** *A’ight. Lead the way, movie man.*

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**Scene #8**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ENTRANCE PLAZA**

CLYDE ROLLINS leads the survivors through the Entrance Plaza, all while constantly looking around nervously.

***Randall:*** *Seen a ghost, Clyde?* ***(He chuckles)***

***Clyde:*** *Aha! Good one…* ***(He grins nervously)***

***Jacob:*** *So, what is the supply cache dear old Leslie is needing?*

***Clyde:*** *Food, I think. I think she wants to stock the store rooms.*

***Jacob:*** *Right. Well, let’s make it quick. Basements give me the damn creeps, and with the undead in it, I don’t imagine it’ll be a merry time.*

***William:*** *I’ll take point in the basement, then. I know it best.*

***Clyde:*** *Of course, of course. Come along.*

**Scene #8 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - LEISURE PARK - NOON**

After going through Paradise Plaza, the survivors enter Leisure Park, one of the few places in the mall still crowded with zombies. Clyde leads the group through towards the basement doors, all the while being protected from zombies.

***Clyde:*** *Basement doors are this just. Just-- just keep me protected!*

***Randall:*** *Yeah, yeah.*

The group continues fighting through the undead, while Clyde very slowly walks them towards the basement.

***Jacob:*** *Hurry up, Clyde! We ain’t standing in a horde of the dead forever.*

***Clyde:*** *Yes - I’m pushing past them as best I can.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah, well do a better job. For the sake of - all of us out in this damn slaughtering field.*

Eventually Clyde and the others arrive at the basement doors, and they head down.

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**Scene #9**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - BASEMENT**

Down in the basement, it’s practically pitch black.

***Jacob:*** *Well, fucking shit. I do not feel comfortable in this.*

***Randall:*** *This isn’t spooky at all…*

***Clyde:*** *You’re all brave warriors - I’m sure it’ll be-- perfectly fine.*

WILLIAM REYNES retrieves a flashback from his bag, shining it around to give them some light.

***Jacob:*** *Yeah, well I hope to god you know where you’re going, Clyde.*

***Clyde:*** *I do, I do. Just-- just stay next to me.*

***William:*** *Where’s the supply cache?*

***Clyde:*** *Well - that’s where we’re going.*

***Randall:*** *I’d rather not fuck around in here for long.*

***Clayton:*** ***(Suspiciously)*** *I’m surprised Leslie didn’t send anyone else aside from you, Clyde.*

***Jacob:*** *I am too. She either has confidence in you, or not much to lose with you. Hey, someone throw me a flashlight.*

William tosses one over to him, and JACOB FELDMAN proceeds to shine it around.

***Clyde:*** *Well, who would want to waste the life of a celebrity, let’s be real here. Aha… And, uh - well, I guess she has confidence in my… field skills. I must say, I was confused to see the other man in charge instead of Helen.*

***Randall:*** *Uh-oh.* ***(He frowns)*** *Sadness ahead.*

***Clyde:*** *Hmm?*

***Jacob:*** *Helen-- she didn’t make it. The clown. But, uh - he’s gone now, too. So - score’s even.*

***Clyde: (Sincerely)*** *My dearest condolences.*

***Jacob:*** *Won’t bring her back. If we could bring Helen back by feeling sorry, we would.*

***Clyde:*** *Still… Uh - the cache is just down this way!*

CLYDE ROLLINS suddenly begins rushing ahead of the others, waving them to follow.

***Jacob:*** *Hey - wait!*

Clyde disappears into the darkness ahead.

***Jacob:*** *Clyde! Goddamn it!*

Jacob and the others come to stop, not knowing where Clyde went.

***William:*** *This is bad.*

***Jacob:*** *I don’t like this…*

William and Jacob shine their lights around, revealing that a group of hooded men with knives had them surrounded.

***Randall:*** *It’s these fuckers…*

***Jacob:*** *These are the same dress-code guys as the ones who jumped you?*

RANDALL FORSTER nods his head.

***William: (Quietly, to Jacob)*** *Killing isn’t a decision.*

***Jacob:*** *We can’t win this. Don’t do anything stupid.*

Ignoring him, William draws his shotgun, looking around. Ahead of them, Clyde steps out into the light.

***Clyde:*** *Unfortunately, the journey ends here, boys.*

***Jacob:*** *Oh for fuck’s sake, Clyde. The hell is this for?*

***Clyde:*** *I do wish I could tell you, I do. It’s nothing personal, my friends.*

***Jacob:*** *Seems pretty personal to me.*

***Randall:*** *Bloody twat.*

***Clayton:*** *We saved you… asshole.*

***Jacob:*** *You lure us down here, and for what?*

William pumps his shotgun, and suddenly one of the hooded men charges at him, slashing his back with a knife. Jacob and the others quickly draw their guns, aiming them around. As bullets ring out, Clyde yelps and runs away.

Two of the attackers are dropped instantly by the two former officers, but another tackles Randall down. CLAYTON FREEMAN saves his partner, then goes to deal with another one. Meanwhile, Jacob scuffles with two of them whilst trying to get out his SMG. William blasts one of them with a shotgun, allowing Jacob to retrieve his SMG and kill the other. William drops his shotgun, taking an SMG out of his bag.

***Jacob:*** *Come on! We ain’t letting that asshole escape!*

***William:*** *I’ll handle the rest…*

Jacob, Randall and Clayton sprint off into the dark, running after Clyde. William aims his SMG at the last four hooded men, blazing down three of them. The last one manages to make it to William, forcing William to fight back with his hands. In the end, William wins the fight, stabbing his opponent through the throat, and leaving him to die.

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**Scene #10**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - BASEMENT/POWER ROOM**

***Jacob:*** *CLYDE! CLYDE, I SWEAR TO GOD--*

Far ahead, CLYDE ROLLINS is sprinting as fast as he can, and ends up in the basement power room. Dizzy and out of breath, he gets lost within the room, and takes a wrong turn, leading into a gated area. Behind him, a zombie snarls, reaching out its arms. Frightened, Clyde yells and closes the gate, locking the zombie out… but locking himself in.

JACOB FELDMAN and the others find Clyde thanks to all his yelling. The zombie outside the cage is quickly dealt with, and Jacob takes the key out of the lock.

***Jacob:*** *You fucking idiot.*

***Clyde:*** *WAIT-- NO! I’m-- I’m not to be a prisoner! Wait!*

***Jacob:*** *What the fuck has gotten into you, Clyde? You tell me or I’ll spill your damn guts out right here. You running a damn cult? Luring us down here?*

***Clyde:*** *I will not… give in. I will not.*

Jacob lifts his SMG to point it at Clyde.

***Clyde:*** *AHHH-- WAIT! OKAY! The supply cache isn’t real! It-- it was a diversion! Leslie… she wants you all dead - so she can have the mall to herself-- so we all stick to her rules and she can take this place for herself! She wants the mall to herself, always has! She wants to be the ruler! And-and you people conflicted that for her. So - she wanted to remove you silently…*

***Jacob:*** *You’re a damn pawn, Clyde. And this is your new home.*

***Clyde:*** *You can’t leave me down here! It’s dark-- it’s cold! It’s unclaimed, it’s not safe!*

***Jacob:*** *Oh, it will be, Clyde. ‘Cause this is our mall. Our people have done good for it, and we don’t go stabbing others in the back like LESIE DID TO US! Her and her people? What - form some damn cult over this?*

***Clyde:*** *A way of hiding the people who attack you… their identity. Just - please, let me out…*

Jacob pockets the key.

***Jacob:*** *If things go well for us, and we win, we’ll let you be a prisoner, let you change your ways. But you - you’re staying right here. Goddamn coward.*

***Clyde:*** *But it’s cold down here…*

***Jacob:*** *Oh, man up you baby.*

WILLIAM REYNES comes speeding into the room, seeing that Jacob, CLAYTON FREEMAN and RANDALL FORSTER are on their way out.

***Jacob:*** *Come on, let’s go. William - we’ll update you on the way back. I’ve got a plan.*

***Clyde:*** *NOOOOOOOOOO!*

**Scene #10 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - BASEMENT**

Jacob and the others come walking quickly out of the power room, shining the flashlights ahead and looking for the way out.

***Jacob:*** *Alright, we head back to the security room, and quickly… We finish this… tonight. We gather up all our boys, and we go fuckin’ confront Leslie.*

***Randall:*** *Fuck yeah!*

***Clayton:*** *What about her people that are friendly? Do we let them live?*

***Jacob:*** *We’ll wait and see which ones are playing nice.*

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**Scene #11**

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

From his chair, DEAN HOWARDS looks over to ERIN MONROE laying on the couch, and at OWEN GLIEFIELD sitting nearby.

***Dean:*** ***(Whispering to Owen)*** *Is she-- is she dead? I don’t think she’s gonna make it--*

***Owen:*** *Don’t be an inconsiderate prick. You know what, you have been this whole fucking time. Shut your mouth for once. Alright? Alright.*

Dean nods his head slowly, slumping into his chair. Suddenly, the door to the room opens, and CLAYTON FREEMAN sticks his head in.

***Clayton:*** *Jacob needs to tell you guys something. I’m gathering up everyone. He’s in the hall.*

***Owen:*** *I don’t think I’ll be moving for now. One of you will need to tell me. I have to be stationary-- especially for Erin.*

***Dean:*** *Stop acting like you-- like you save lives, pal. I--I mean, you’re old, right? I’m sure you can walk.*

Owen frowns angrily at Dean.

***Owen:*** *Get out of here.*

***Dean:*** *Hey yo--*

***Owen:*** ***(Raising his voice)*** *Get. Out.*

Dean slowly gets out of his chair, nodding, and heads out into the hallway with Clayton.

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**Scene #12**

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

In the hallway, most of the ground is gathered, and JACOB FELDMAN stands at the front, ready to address them.

***Jacob:*** *Alright, people, so I got a story to tell you all. You all know our --* ***friends*** *-- in the North Plaza?  The traders? Well - Clyde… he took us out, we assumed we were getting into a deal with Leslie for some guns. So he took us down to the basement - and it turns out that the hooded people, the ones that attacked Randall and Clayton… they were sent by Leslie. She wants us dead.* ***Gone''***. She wants us wiped from the mall.
***Dean:*** *Hooded people? W--*

***William:*** *We’re gonna kill them all - fuck those shits.*

***Jacob:*** *You ain’t heard the best of it yet, William.*

***Dean:*** *Well, what about the liquor we left? Can’t we grab that? I mean--sorry for interrupting but--*

***Jacob:*** *Shut up. I ain’t done.*

DEAN HOWARDS frowns, stepping back.

***Jacob:*** *Now, rationally, they have guns, and they have people. But Leslie - she wants to own this mall, be in control. Are we gonna give it up now? We tried being nice, but it’s clear she’s not wanting us here. So - we all load up, pack up some firearms, and we march to Leslie’s damn place, and we show her who owns this mall before she gets any more of us hurt or killed. Who’ll come with me?*

***Randall:*** *I will.*

***Albert:*** *I’m with you.*

CLAYTON FREEMAN nods his head.

***William:*** *We’re killing them -- all of them.*

***Jacob:*** *William - no. There are innocent people there. You ain’t lost all your humanity in two days. You were fine a few hours ago.*

***William:*** *Innocent… that’s wack.*

Jacob looks away from WILLIAM REYNES and towards Dean.

***Jacob:*** *Dean - this is a perfect chance for you to settle in.*

He tosses him a pistol.

***Jacob:*** *Come claim your liquor.*

Dean catches the weapon, and looks at it strangely. Meanwhile, the rest of the gang starts gathering up weapons and ammo.

***Dean:*** *Oh, oh -- no. I’m not gonna-- no, sorry, I refuse--*

***Felix:*** *Ensure those bastards are taught a lesson. Ensure her stupid fucking reign is ended.*

***Dean:*** *This is a mall--not a warzone! We can’t simply just-- jus- j--*

***William:*** *Get your shit together.*

***Dean:*** *Can I just have liquor first? I-- I mean - it’d fuel me. I can’t just go in clear headed! I’m a business broker for pete's sake!*

***William:*** *No, you fucking drunk.*

***Dean:*** ***(Offended)*** *What? I’m no drunk! I--I’m perfectly capable of laying off a bottle.*

***William:*** *We’re teachers. You think we did this regularly?*

***Dean:*** *Well… well, after this, I am--required to have liquor here. By my side. For me. Nice and cold-- because I’ve done so much already.*

***William:*** *Just ready up. We’ll drink after.*

Dean looks down to his gun.

***Dean:*** *Oh boy…*

***William:*** *You better use it.*

Jacob heads to the security room door, ready to go. The others follow behind him.

***Dean:*** *Okay… we’re doing this. Alright…*

***Felix:*** *Good luck out there, gentlemen. Not much I can do from the cameras on this occasion. So… good luck.*

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**Scene #13**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - CASINO PLAZA**

Armed to the teeth with weaponry, JACOB FELDMAN and his group come marching into the Casino Plaza, closing in on the North Plaza.

***Jacob:*** *Now - the idea here is--we spare the unarmed folks. And we shoot anyone who tries to shoot us. If we see Leslie, don’t kill her on sight. She’s fuck all without her army.*

***William:*** *Shoot those who need shooting…*

***Jacob:*** *And when we get up there - we hit the gun store first. And we try to get over there quietly. That is unless--*

Jacob looks ahead to see that the stairwell leading into the North Plaza has been barricaded up.

***Jacob:*** *Yeah… they blocked it. We need to destroy it.*

***William:*** *Stand back.*

WILLIAM REYNES lifts his shotgun, approaching the barricade. He pumps the weapon, and fires through the barricade. He pumps it again, and fires once more, the barricade coming apart. William approaches and rips the barricade open, allowing everyone to get through.

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**Scene #14**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - NORTH PLAZA**

JACOB FELDMAN rushes inside, keeping low. He slides into cover behind a wall, the rest of his team following behind, finding cover of their own. The plaza appeared empty.

***Jacob:*** *Alright. We want the gun store first--*

Gunshots ring out from across the plaza, firing towards them. They had been spotted.

***Jacob:*** *Alright! It’s begun!*

***Dean:*** *HOLY-- HOLY SHIT!*

DEAN HOWARDS crouches down behind cover, covering his head, as bullets fly over him.

***Jacob:*** *William! Can you get to the gun store?! I’m pinned!*

WILLIAM REYNES nods to his best friend.

***Jacob:*** *I’ll cover ya’! The rest of us remain here!*

Jacob pops out of cover, firing his SMG towards some of North Plaza survivors across the plaza. As he does, William jumps out, sprinting across the plaza towards the gun store.

Meanwhile, RANDALL FORSTER, CLAYTON FREEMAN and ALBERT HANSON are firing back at the enemies, though bullets are rarely hitting their target. Dean, still hiding behind cover, begins hearing the voice of his ex-wife in his head, complaining and mocking him for being a drunkard.

***Dean: (Quietly)*** *It’s not my fault, Wendy-- I… I ne--*

A gunshot rings out right beside Dean. Unbeknownst to him, one of the North Plaza survivors had pushed up and taken cover on the other side of him. And suddenly, the man starts pushing up again, walking right into Dean. Out of instinct, the man points his gun at Dean, but Dean is quicker, and fires three shots in quick succession directly into the man, who drops his gun and falls to the ground.

***Dean:*** *HELP! HEL-- HELP!*

The shot man climbs on top of Dean, knocking his gun aside and beginning to strangle him. Wheezing, Dean tries calling out for help. Across the plaza, Clayton notices what’s happening, and steadies his aim, firing a single shot into the man’s neck. Blood sprays out all over Dean, coating his suit in blood. The man, gurgling, trying to breath, falls to the side of Dean. Even while choking on his own blood, he attempts to go for his gun. Dean reaches for his own gun, shooting the man once more in his chest, finally killing him. Dean grabs at his face in horror, trying to comprehend the fact that he just took a life.

As all this is happening, JEFFREY CORTEZ mounts a gatling gun at the end of the plaza, and begins to fire upon the group.

***Jeffrey:*** *Eat shit, raiders!*

***Albert:*** *Shit!*

***Randall:*** *FUCK ME--!*

The gatling gun only fires for a few moments, before it runs out of ammo. Jeffrey hops down and runs off into the supermarket.

***Jacob:*** *Alright, we need to push forward to the damn supermarket! Leslie will be there! Just keep pushing up, slowly!*

The survivors continue moving up, taking down a North Plaza survivor here and there. However, Dean remains motionless behind his cover, his eyes fixated on the man he killed.

Clayton looks around, noticing that William still hasn’t exited the gun store.

***Clayton:*** *Should I head into the gun store, too? William’s taking forever!*

***Randall:*** *I’ll get him!*

Randall hurries off towards the gun store, Clayton keeping him covered.

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**Scene #15**

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

Minutes earlier, WILLIAM REYNES comes sprinting into the gun store, gun up. However, TEDDY POWELL was waiting on him, and is behind the counter, pointing his own gun at William.

***Teddy:*** *Here to kill us now, are you? So what? Send people to rob my store… and now you’re here to kill me? You’re outgunned.*

***William:*** *Teddy - I have no beef with you -- we cleared that beef. But you tried to kill US.*

***Teddy:*** *Oh, what? You saw me shooting at your people? I don’t quite recall that.*

***William: (Confused)*** *You… your entire group… sending assassins to kill us, luring us into a trap.*

***Teddy:*** *What delusional bullshit are you on about?*

***William:*** *The fuck do you mean?*

***Teddy:*** *What do YOU mean?!*

***William:*** *You’re really oblivious to it, aren’t you?*

***Teddy:*** *You insult me…*

***William:*** *You’re oblivious to it. You had some weird cultist fucks try to kill us. CLYDE led us into a trap… and Clyde works with you lot.*

***Teddy:*** *Leslie never told us ANY of this. I know Clyde lives here for fuck’s sake, I know all of this, but sending people to kill you? You include all of us in that? Then you’re stupid. If it was all of us, you’d be dead.*

William thinks on Teddy’s words for a moment, considering the options.

***William:*** *Fair point. Lower your weapon, I have no quarrel with you. Let my folk in here. You will not be harmed.*

William lowers his gun as a sign of trust.

***Teddy:*** *I am not lowering my damn weapon. Just - get out.*

***William:*** *I’m afraid I can’t do that.*

***Teddy:*** *Then I’m afraid it’s over.*

He lifts his gun, aiming it directly at William’s head. And then out of nowhere, the front door bursts open, and RANDALL FORSTER shoots Teddy in his arm.

***Teddy:*** *GAH!*

He drops his shotgun, falling to the ground. William raises his gun and clocks Teddy over the head, knocking him out.

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**Scene #16**

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

RANDALL FORSTER and WILLIAM REYNES join the rest of their group outside, as they push into the supermarket, where the last of the North Plaza survivors are held up.

***Jacob:*** *We’re outgunned to fuck in here.*

***Randall:*** *But we can do it-- we can do it.*

Randall takes down another man, finding cover behind a checkout counter. Hiding in a corner near the entrance of the store, KATE BLOODSTONE covers her face in fear.

***Kate:*** *Oh my god! Please - don’t kill me!*

Amidst all the gunfighting, Kate runs out of the store, yelling. As she’s running out, DEAN HOWARDS is hurrying in, the last of Jacob’s team to do so. He clambers behind cover, and looks out at the corpses scattered around the supermarket. Horrified, he grabs his face, sobbing.

***Jeffrey:*** *Damn scum! You challenge our fair trade!*

JEFFREY CORTEZ, amongst several other North Plaza survivors, are hiding towards the back of the store, firing down the aisles towards the security room survivors.

***Jacob:*** *Someone come with me to Leslie’s office! I wanna check, see if she’s there.*

***Clayton:*** *Alright - I’ll go with you!*

***Jacob:*** *Alright, come on, Clayton!*

Jacob and Clayton rush through the aisles, taking cover along the way, until they reach Leslie’s office - only to find it empty.

**Scene #16 Cont.**

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

In a different room within the supermarket, LESLIE STAUNTON is with JIM BUTTERMAN, listening to the gunfire outside.

***Leslie:*** *Jim, do you hear that? People - are ATTACKING us! You must stay - and kill these raiders. For our community.*

***Jim: (Nervously)*** *Uh-- I… okay…*

Jim picks up a revolver from a nearby desk, his hands shaking.

***Leslie:*** *Good - go.*

Leslie rushes out through the back door, into a closet area, leaving Jim to hold off the front door. On the other side of the door, Jacob is preparing to kick it down.

***Jacob:*** ***(To Clayton)*** *Here - through this door!*

He kicks it down, and comes face to face with Jim’s revolver.

***Jim:*** *I… please--*

***Jacob:*** *You don’t need to do this, Jim.*

***Jim:*** *I-- she-- she’s the leader. I… I’m sorry, boys.*

Shaking uncontrollably, Jim pulls down the trigger, but the shot goes wide, missing both Jacob and Clayton. Jacob charges forward, pushing the old man down and knocking him unconscious. Afterwards, Jacob stands back up, and looks through the back door, noticing a ladder. He points it out to Clayton.

***Jacob:*** *Look! She climbed up onto the roof. Cover me, Clayton. I’ll go up and see. Ensure nobody else comes up - and watch Jim!*

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**Scene #17**

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

Back in the main area of the supermarket, the battle is ongoing, though the North Plaza is quickly losing numbers, most of them having surrendered.

***Jeffrey:*** *You damn bastards! You brought this on yourselves! RAIDERS!*

WILLIAM REYNES shoots the gun out of JEFFREY CORTEZ’s hand, angering him. As William ducks back down to reload, he is unaware that Jeffrey is on his way over, rushing through the aisles. As William pops back up to shoot, Jeffrey runs at him from the side ,a knife in hand, and knocks him down. His gun slides away, out of reach. Now on top of him and holding him down, Jeffrey begins pressing his knife down, cutting deep into William’s shoulder.

DEAN HOWARDS looks over, seeing the commotion. As Jeffrey begins to pull the knife closer to William’s throat, Dean is forced into making a decision. He looks down at his gun, and then points it up at Jeffrey.

***Dean:*** *FUCKING--*

He pulls the trigger, and a bullet flies through Jeffrey’s brain, killing the man. William sits up, looking over at Dean and nodding.

***William:*** *Well, shit. Not bad.*

Dean watches the smoke coming out the gun’s barrel, before dropping it to the ground.

***Dean:*** *I killed-- two men today. Two-- human beings.* ***(He shakes his head)*** *What have I done…*

William offers Dean his shotgun.

***Dean:*** *No-- no, no. No more weapons of war. I just want-- an ice cold beer.*

***William:*** *Then don’t use it as a weapon. Use it as an ornament.*

***Dean:*** ***(Hesitant)*** *I-- suppose there’s nothing wrong with that.*

He takes the shotgun from William, nodding. William then pulls out his SMG, and notices CLAYTON FREEMAN running over and taking cover.

***William:*** *Randall, Albert, push up and finish them off. Clayton, with me.*

ALBERT HANSON and RANDALL FORSTER push forward, taking out another couple of North Plaza survivors, though there were hardly any left at this point. Meanwhile, William and Clayton push up on the other side of the store, killing one of the last ones. The final North Plaza survivor who hadn’t already given up finally lays down his gun and raises his hands. William turns to him, and raises his SMG to his head.

***Clayton:*** *William don’t--*

He shoots the surrendering man in the head. Clayton watches, horrified.

***William:*** *Would they spare us? They wouldn’t.*

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**Scene #18**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - ROOF - AFTERNOON**

JACOB FELDMAN climbs up to the roof, and immediately sees LESLIE STAUNTON on her way across the roof.

***Jacob:*** *LESLIE!*

She stops in her tracks, turning around to see Jacob.

***Leslie:*** *You-- you raiders! You… you’re all SAVAGES! You live in this-- this terrible world, and you do terrible things - to good people like me! I… I wanted to create a paradise. But you -- you EVIL PEOPLE follow your own rules! And - it clashes with what’s CIVIL! I will not have you--or your terrible band of raiders--prevail. I will maintain WHAT’S MINE!*

***Jacob:*** *Leslie… it’s over. Now-- just submit, turn in, and it’s all over.*

She quickly draws a revolver, pointing it at him.

***Leslie:*** *STOP. RIGHT. THERE!*

***Jacob:*** *Leslie. You don’t wanna do something you’ll regret.*

***Leslie:*** *I have - no regrets. I am in THE RIGHT! You - you raid me!*

***Jacob:*** *You use your own damn people as pawns. You’re a crazy witch, Leslie. You’re power hungry.*

***Leslie:*** *Oh, don’t you start, young man.*

***Jacob:*** *You ain’t in control, Leslie. Not anymore. Would’ve been a death sentence for every last person in that mall if you were. You need to drop that weapon, and come back with me. You kill me - you get killed. That’s all that’ll happen. Now - calm down, and come back. You’ve done terrible things. Manipulation of that fucking idiot Clyde. Poor Jim, and Teddy? And everyone in that damn supermarket. Your reign--is over, you old hag.*

***Leslie:*** *Don’t push your luck.*

***Jacob:*** *Why aren’t you shooting at me, Leslie? You know it’s over, too. You know it’s OVER!*

***Leslie:*** *JUST YOU SHUT IT! You come in and ruin everything with your band of crazies! You kill innocents!*

***Jacob:*** *Only the poor bastards brainwashed enough to fight for you. So what now, Leslie?*

***Leslie:*** *You’re up here because you don’t want to fight. Because you don’t want to kill either. I see it… I see it in you. You don’t have the capacity.*

***Jacob:*** *You’re right there - but don’t push it. I’ve been learning.*

***Leslie:*** *You-- you are weak. The weak ones--like you--you don’t succeed. I… I was strong for my people. And you DESTROYED that!*

The old woman begins to shake, as she backs up, closer to the edge.

***Leslie:*** *YOU ARE AN EVIL, EVIL MAN! And despite that, you still ACT GOOD! You think not killing unarmed people makes you a hero? Just think you’re defeating an evil tyrant? Like a hero in the books - coming to imprison me? IS THAT IT? You - you stay back. I-- you--*

She begins stuttering with her words, shaking even more, the revolver still pointed right at Jacob.

***Leslie:*** *You take it all from me. Not killing people - that’s not a good side. It’s not so black and white. What I did for my people - it HELPED THEM ADAPT SOONER! You’ll see… you’ll look back on this day, Mr. Feldman. You’ll remember it, when you’re a BLOODTHIRSTY KILLER LIKE EVERYONE ELSE! Everyone who’s close to you - they’ll die. And you… the ones your friends know now… will be gone.*

She takes a deep breath, calming down.

***Leslie:*** *It’s over for me.*

She fires a single shot at Jacob, hitting his shoulder. In response, Jacob draws his gun, aims it at Leslie, and shoots her in the head. Leslie falls backwards off the roof, landing on a car below, setting off the alarm.

Jacob falls to the ground, holding his shoulder, and stares up into the sky.