Zombie Ninjas vs Black Ops (2015) - full transcript

In the clandestine research tower of a ruthless Japanese security and arms company, Saisei Security, scientist MALI awakens employed mercenaries killed in combat, their death giving rise to a new, vicious breed of zombie... ZOMBIE NINJAS. Trapped amongst unsuspecting civilians, including former tactical operative DILLON (Adam T Perkins), the ZOMBIE NINJAS commanded by a ferocious leader (Soa 'The Hulk' Palelei) are unleashed in the inner city high-rise. They soon face off with the covert response mission deployed to fight back. This elite black ops team underestimates the brutality of their encounter, which ultimately tests their loyalty and friendship, resulting in a frightful assault between these two highly skilled lethal forces and DILLON thrust in the middle fighting for survival.

[foreboding music]

- [VOICEOVER] This isn't how

it was supposed to turn out.

We didn't see the harm.

They were already dead!

[screaming]

[snarling]

[people screaming]

- Come on quick.

We've got to get ready.

We got to run.

Let's go!

Come on!

[guttural growling]

I'm armed!

[guttural screaming]

[foreboding music]

Who's up here?

[dramatic music]

Stay back!

Stay back!

[guttural snarling]

Get back!

[gunshots]

Get back!

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

[sobbing]

- Oh fuck!

[guttural snarling]

Fuck!

Come on, come on,

come on, come on!

Shit!

What the fuck is this

doing on Calbridge?

- What are we gonna do now?

- Come on.

Torch!

[helicopter whirring]

- [VOICEOVER] Saisei

Security is renowned

for revolutionary armed forces,

essential in the elimination

of worldwide conflict

through resolution

and protection of the

world's most elite.

But here at Sansei

our crucial research

and development division

is dedicated to life.

At Saisei we flourish

at the forefront

of uncovering cures for

disease and prolonging life.

Established by Master Hachiro

and originating in the

mountains around Japan's

Inga Province.

- Dillon?

I'm Anita Baxter.

Thank you for coming

in this evening.

- It's nice to meet you.

It's a little unusual having

a job interview at this time.

I'm thankful for

the opportunity.

- Yes, I guess it

is somewhat unusual.

I've been working with this

division for quite some time

so I'm used to it.

You have to consider

the sensitive nature

of what we do here.

Privacy is essential.

- I understand.

I'm interested in hearing more.

- Right then.

Let's get to it, shall we?

This way.

You've enjoyed a long,

successful career with the TIG.

What makes you change your

focus to private security?

- Frankly, ma'am,

it's the money.

I spent the last 13

years on the job,

every call being high risk:

armed seizures,

terrorist-related operations,

chemical and biological

outbreaks, bomb threats,

all kinds of combat.

And all I got to show for

it is a 25-year mortgage

and a lousy 4 by 2.

I wanna protect and serve,

I always have.

And as cheesy as

it may sound to you

I wanna put away bad guys.

The job satisfaction

may give you a temporary

warm feeling but it

doesn't comfort my family

when I'm away on a job.

It certainly does not

protect them when I'm gone.

- That's a very common

sentiment, Dillon.

Yes, the pay is

exceptional, rightfully so.

The company realizes the risk

operatives are exposed to

and compensation has

been modeled accordingly.

Are you aware of how

different an operative role is

in the private security sector

as opposed to the

domestic situations

you've experienced

within the TIG?

- Oh yes, ma'am.

I'm combat trained.

I served two tours before

settling back home with the TIG.

Proficient in all

weapon systems,

close quarter hand to hand.

In addition to the training

that I received here

which included fieldcraft,

water-borne operations,

tactical intelligence,

marksmanship,

and even medical technician.

I'm ready for any situation

you can throw at me,

foreign or domestic,

here or in an overseas war zone.

- Yes, I've got

your records here.

Impressive.

That job you put

off the other month

with the shopping center

hostage situation,

blowing the entry point

simultaneously and

neutralizing the gunman

in 12 seconds flat,

impressive.

- Thank you.

Our team is very effective.

- Now you do realize we'll

have to put you through

our own set of tests.

[alarms sounding off]

- Where the fuck is everyone?

Fuck!

[snarling]

It's okay.

The set up was fairly wide.

- Help!

Can someone...

- What the hell are you doing?

Do you want them to

know where we are?

Can't you see there's

no one on the streets?

There were split

connecting sections

to any of these buildings,

so unless you are packing

a base jumping suit

we're stuck here!

We just have to find

a place to hide.

Have you forgotten?

- I'm sorry.

I don't wanna die.

- Pull yourself together.

We can't stay here.

We've got to move.

Come on.

[snarling]

[screaming]

[guttural scream]

[dramatic music]

[screams]

- Ready to breach.

[dramatic music]

Entrance breached.

We are go, I repeat, we are go.

Moving through the

lower level car park.

We are live.

I repeat, we are now live.

Over.

[dramatic music]

[snarling]

[music intensifies]

[gunshots]

[grunting]

[snarling]

[screaming]

- What the fuck are

we up against here?

We need more men!

- Nu-uh, it's just us.

Push on.

We stick to the plan.

- The bullets went

straight through them.

How are we supposed

to kill them?

- Aim for the head.

A good head shot

will bring them down.

- It sounds like it

came from in here.

- It could've come

from any floor.

What makes you think

it was this one?

Let's just head

down to the car park

and let security handle it.

- You need to relax.

We're okay.

But somebody else could be hurt.

You know I got to

check this out.

Stay with me, you'll be fine.

- See?

Everything seems fine up here.

I suggest we head downstairs.

- Okay, we take the

other fire escape.

- You got to be kidding me.

- Afraid of the dark?

Didn't your parents

ever tell you

there was no such thing

as the boogey monster?

- Very funny.

Let's get this over with.

- Shh.

- My God.

Is he dead?

- Yeah.

He's dead.

Remove the shoes.

[eerie music]

This way.

Don't move!

Turn around, put your

hands up on the wall!

High!

Okay, you're good.

Sorry buddy but we just

discovered a body in there.

I have to take all precautions.

- What happened?

Who is it?

- I don't know yet.

But it seems we got

[mumbles] in the building.

We just found the

security guard's body.

Hey, Kevin.

You know where the building's

telecommunications panel is?

- Yeah, yeah.

I can take you there.

- All right then.

[foreboding music]

[glass breaking]

What the fuck was that!

Okay, all right.

This way.

Slowly.

[guttural growling]

Everybody back up.

Back up.

[guttural growling]

Kevin, come on!

We need to get down!

Kevin!

Kevin, get back here!

- I'm stuck!

- Kevin, get back here!

Kevin, come on!

Kevin, come on!

Kevin, no!

Get out of the fucking way!

Let's go, run!

Run, come on!

Come here, come on.

Come on, let's go, we

gotta move, let's go!

Come on!

Go!

Go!

Okay, get ready to

move, go, go, go!

Move! Move!

[guttural growling]

[gunshots]

Go! Go! Go!

Move! Go! Go! Go!

Go! Go! Go!

Move! Move!

[guttural growling]

Come on.

[gunshots]

Anita, come on.

Anita, come on!

We gotta get out of here.

Come on.

[growling]

Shh.

[music intensifies]

Okay, all right, we need to go.

Understand?

[gunshots]

[grunting]

- Dillon, here!

[gunshots]

- What the fuck was that!

- Holy fuck!

Are you okay?

- Let's get out of here.

- Okay.

[dramatic music]

- Stop right there

motherfuckers!

Drop your weapons!

- Thank God!

- Dillon?

- Jesus!

Eddie?

What the fuck is going on?

There's some fucking thing

loose in the building!

I mean, he's already

killed two guys already

including the security guard.

He's wicked fast.

Dodged all my bullets, man.

I don't even think it's human.

How'd you guys get the call?

- There's a mad man

running around the building

killing people and

you wanna know how

we got the fucking call?

Come on, Dillion.

It's little wonder you're not

on the fucking team anymore.

- Come on, AK.

- Shut it, Eddie.

I just lost two guys downstairs.

This is a little more than some

mad man with a screw loose.

- How can that be?

He's been up here stalking

us the whole time!

- I got my orders, Dillon.

You don't need to

worry about it anymore.

- What are your orders?

Eddie, what the

fuck is going on?

- There's been some

sort of outbreak, man.

Like an experiment gone wrong.

We're here to contain

the situation.

- That's enough, Eddie.

- Come on, man.

Looks to me like you can use

all the help you can get.

- Yeah, come on boss.

- Okay, okay.

We gotta get the research

data from the lab,

eliminate the threat

and witnesses.

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

You hang on a fucking second.

Wh-what witnesses?

No, no, no!

What witnesses?

Us?

What witnesses?

We're innocent victims here!

- Yeah, of course.

We just need to

contain the situation.

- Eddie!

You've got your fucking orders!

What do you think this is?

We don't ask questions, we're

doing the motherfucking job!

Dillon, for old time's sake,

if you're with us, you're okay.

- Come on, boss.

When have we ever

killed civilians?

I'm not gonna kill her.

- I know exactly

what's going on here.

There's been a

breach in the lab.

This is clean up.

- No!

[gunshot]

No, no, no!

Come on!

Anita, come on.

[music intensifies]

Motherfucker!

[both grunting]

- Eddie!

Take him out!

- Can't do it, AK.

- Eddie, you've chosen

the wrong fucking side!

Colt!

On two!

Cover me!

Two!

- Eddie, I'm out!

- We're low in ammo.

It's all we have.

- Just like the

good old days, huh?

- You never had the stomach

for the hard jobs, Dillon.

- Fuck man!

Boss, this is

getting really bad.

- Shut the fuck up, Colt!

If you get in my way

I'm gonna take yous out.

- Last resort, huh?

- Get back!

- It's okay, Mali.

We're here to help.

You're okay.

You've done good.

Is that the research?

Are you Mali Kingston?

8342, Culver Ave, Claire Hill,

daughter of Joseph

and Carry Kingston?

Answer me!

- Why don't you lower your gun?

- Sorry, Mali.

I've got my orders.

- You don't know what

you're dealing with!

[grunting]

Get off!

Get off!

Give me the shot!

[gunshot]

[guttural growling]

Take the shot!

Take the shot!

- AK, come in.

- Fuck's sake!

Did you get that?

- Can you complete the mission?

- You didn't tell

me these things

are so powerful.

They're not human.

- Can you complete the mission?

- My team's disbanded.

Dillon's here.

And on the fucking way.

I don't know what

he's doing here.

Eddie's gone with him.

You're gonna have

to send me more men.

- That's a negative.

There's no one else.

You need to take hold

of this situation.

Is the physician alive?

- It looks dead to me.

- The mission's changed,

you've got new orders.

Our old cost, fanged Mali,

take possession of the research,

but this time keep

her alive, got it?

I'll keep the

building in lock down

but you've got to be quick.

Out.

- Roger that.

- Freeze!

- Get back!

Don't come near me!

Get away from me!

Leave me alone!

- It's okay.

- Please, please

don't come near me.

Please.

Please.

- It's okay.

It's okay.

We're not here to hurt you.

- Don't come near me.

- We're here to help you.

We're not gonna hurt you.

- Get back!

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

- Shh.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

- Don't come near me.

- We've probably come across

the same guys that you have.

You have to be quiet.

We're not here to hurt you.

We're just trying

to survive this.

- You can't beat them.

Your other guys in

there they're dead.

We'll be dead too if

we hang around here.

- Okay.

So we can't go up,

we can't go in there,

and we can't go down

that fire escape.

- We could try this.

I got it off the security guard.

The elevators, if they've

been out of action,

chances are they're

clear, right?

- That won't work.

It's all shut down.

- It's worth a shot.

It has access to all

the secured floors.

We'll use the manual

override, yeah?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

See you out.

- What is it, man?

- It's nothing.

- Do you think we can

ride the top of it?

Don't they have manual controls?

- No way.

I'm not doing that.

- Let's see if we can get the

other one down first, huh?

- Holy cow, it actually worked.

[guttural growling]

- Go, go, go, go!

[gunshots]

[dramatic music]

How's it looking, Eddie?

- This is a dead end!

- It looks like there's

a way out down here!

[guttural growling]

Eddie, look out!

- Mali, come on.

[dramatic music]

You all right, Eddie?

- Yeah, I'll live.

- Come on, Mali, we gotta go.

Mali, come on, we gotta go.

Mali, come on!

Mali, come on!

Mali!

What are you doing?

- We need to know

what went wrong.

I need his blood work.

It's impossible.

- What's impossible?

- There is no blood.

- What do you mean

there's no blood?

Did you get the vein?

- Dillon, I'm a

fucking scientist.

I do this for a living.

He-It has no blood.

Nothing, it's bone dry!

- So what now?

- I'll need to take

a tissue sample.

The serum wasn't about

bringing them back to life.

Resurrecting flesh, controlled.

- What?

I don't understand

what you're saying.

- Our division was

commissioned to research

and develop a culture serum

that would regenerate in the

bloodstream of a dead person:

effectively, instant repair

of irreparably damaged cells.

In fact, bringing

them back to life.

It's a way of creating a

super soldier, I guess.

- Bringing back the dead?

No shit.

- Yeah.

But that's not what this is.

There is no blood work,

there are no vitals.

It failed.

It didn't bringing these

mercenaries back to life.

The serum was a flesh activator.

They're walking dead.

- Fucking zombies?

- Because they were

mercenaries killed in combat

muscle memory has retained

their highly trained skills.

Not being human

they're clearly

even more powerful.

- Which is why these

freaks move like ninjas?

It's why they can

dodge our bullets?

What do we do, Mali?

What do they want?

- That's just it.

They don't actually

know what they want.

The very nature of a

zombie is a body of flesh.

The mind controlled

independently.

- Wait.

What do you mean

controlled independently?

Like some sort of voodoo shit?

- Sort of, yeah.

- So, you're telling

me that someone else

is controlling the zombies?

- It's my guess.

- It's fucking peachy.

Are you done?

- Come on, let's

get out of here.

- Let's go.

[gunshots]

- AK, can you read me?

AK, can you read me?

AK, can you read me?

[gunshots]

AK, can you read me?

AK, come in.

- What the fuck have

you got me into?

I sent my team in live.

You haven't told me the

whole fucking story.

- Put the camera back on

and get on with

the fucking task!

- Clean up your

own fucking mess.

I'm done.

Out.

- Fuck!

[snarling]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[gunshots]

- Run! Run!

Come on, Eddie, let's go.

Eddie, come on.

- Dillon, go!

- Eddie, come on!

- Take her! Go!

- Fuck!

- Go!

- Move, move, move, move!

[dramatic music]

- Aim for the head.

A good head shot

will bring him down.

[gunshot]

[screams]

- Hey, it's gonna be okay, Mali.

We're gonna find

our way out of this.

So,

what's Saisei really about?

Now, this whole super

soldier rebirth.

How'd you get mixed

up in all of this?

- This isn't how it was

supposed to turn out.

- It wasn't supposed to turn out

like this for Saisei or for you?

- Me.

Well, I don't know.

I fell in love with a scientist.

I was recruited.

The physician, he was my mentor.

He was such a visionary,

think about it.

The prospect of

regenerating life.

I can't believe he's dead.

He was a humanitarian

who strived

to design a way through death.

Funding for this

sort of research

doesn't just fall from trees.

He found a wealthy fellow

devotee to the cause in Japan.

That's how Saisei started.

He could undertake his research.

He knew the military

compromise but he had

his eyes on the greater good.

Our subjects, our human subjects

were mercenaries

employed by Saisei

that were killed in combat.

We didn't see the harm.

They were already dead!

- Mali, can you tell

me what went wrong?

- I don't know!

That's why we've got

to get out of here

so I can test my samples.

- Is it...

Is it infectious?

[guttural growling]

- What are we gonna do?

Help!

Is anyone out there?

Help!

- Mali!

Stop!

Shh!

Mali, there is nobody out there.

Okay, all right, I need

you to be quiet, okay?

I don't wanna leave any

more than down here.

Do you understand?

Mali...

Go and hide somewhere.

[calm music]

[music intensifies]

[dramatic music]

[calm music]

Hey!

[music intensifies]

[gunshots]

[screams]

[gunshot]

- Stop right there

motherfuckers!

Mali, I've been

looking all over this

fucking building for you.

Now give me that satchel.

- Let her go, AK.

- Shut the fuck up, Dillon.

- We're walking out of here.

[gunshot]

Okay, all right.

[gagging]

[dramatic music]

[guttural growling]

Mali, the gate!

Go, go, go, go!

[bomb explodes]

- Dillon, we could've

used you on our team.

- Yeah?

What team is that

exactly, Hiraldo?

- You know how it goes.

We've got orders to follow,

a job to execute.

- I've seen how

you execute orders.

- Yeah, well this one didn't

exactly go as planned,

but not all's lost.

You're here and she's here.

With the research I presume?

- Haven't you seen

the result of this?

It is uncontrollable death!

It is not safe in

anyone's hands.

- That's not your decision

to make, young lady.

That belongs to your employer.

So hand it over, now!

- Don't move, Mali!

- I don't intend to.

[gunshot]

[screams]

- Dillon!

No!

Dillon!

Does it make sense to you

to kill innocent people

to bring others

back from the dead?

- I am not messing about, Mali.

[guttural growling]

We don't have lots of time.

You can't survive

this without me.

[guttural growling]

[gunshot]

[dramatic music]

Dillon!

Dillon!

Come on, Dillon.

Get up, Dillon.

Get up, please.

Please, Dillon.

- Mali, you got to run.

Mali, you got to run.

- Please, come on, Dillon.

- Mali, you got to run.

Mali, you got to run.

Run!

- Dillon!

- Go!

Run!

Go!

[dramatic music]

[calm music]