Z Nation (2014–…): Season 2, Episode 11 - Corporate Retreat - full transcript

Previously on Z Nation...

DOC: I think we're getting near
the Grand Canyon.

What's that?

Listen. There's a massive Z storm
headed your way.

It's miles wide,
and it's moving fast.

MURPHY: They're coming.
I can feel it.

Turn around!
Turn around!

I have to save them!
I have to save them!

(SCREAMING)

WARREN: The day is coming
when you're gonna have to decide

what you are -
human or zombie.



(LUSH INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS)

('FLOWER DUET' FROM 'LAKME' PLAYS)

(MUFFLED GROWLING)

(MUFFLED THUDDING OF
FOOTSTEPS)

(MUFFLED) Warren!

(MUFFLED GROWLING)

(GUNSHOT WHIZZES)

(ZOMBIE THUDS TO THE GROUND)

(MUFFLED GROWLING)

(COCKS RIFLE)

(MUFFLED GUNSHOT)

(MUFFLED GUNSHOT)

(MUFFLED GROWLING)

(RIFLE CLICKS)



(BULLET CLANGS)

(METALLIC CLANG)

(MUFFLED) Four!

(MUFFLED) Murphy!

(WIND BLOWS)

WARREN: It looks like a hotel.

I thought we killed
all these Zs last week.

Maybe the Grand Canyon
filled up.

- Not funny.
- I wasn't kidding.

-(COUGHS)
- WARREN: Heads up.

- Let's check it out.
-(ALL COUGH)

(COUGHING CONTINUES)

(POUNDS ON DOOR)
Anybody in there?!

- DOC: You think it's deserted?
- Give me that.

Any time now, Murphy!

Alright! Alright,
I'll give it a shot.

(ZOMBIES SNARL)

Why don't we just
break the glass?

No, 'cause then the Zs
will be able to get in.

(WOMAN WHISPERS)
I'm not comfortable with this decision.

We haven't considered
all the possible negative outcomes.

(MAN WHISPERS) Me. I agree.

We need to lean
into the realities

and conceptualise
the ramifications.

(MAN 2 WHISPERS)
Me. I don't like the looks of that tall one.

- Why is he blue?
- We don't need any outsiders.

MAN 3: OK, we've come
to a decision point now.

Who's in favour of implementing
the current policy

and letting Darwin determine
the fate of the outsiders?

It's been more than a year
since we've seen outsiders!

Maybe they have information
we can use.

- MAN 3: Keep your voice down.
- We can't leave them out there.

-Iggy, you're defying consensus.
- WOMAN: Iggy! Don't!

If you open the door,
there are gonna be consequences.

-(WOODEN PLANK DROPS)
- DOC: There's somebody in there.

- Open up or you'll be sorry!
-(GUN COCKS)

(IGGY GROANS)

(DOORS SQUEAK OPEN)

(COUGHS)

Thank you.

(ALL GUNS COCK AT ONCE)

Welcome.

(ELECTRIC GUITAR
THEME MUSIC PLAYS)

- SONG: ♪ Have mercy... ♪
-(THREE GUNSHOTS)

♪ Oh, have mercy. ♪

IGGY: Ah!

- Lower your weapons!
- Turn around.

And go back the way you came.

Look! We don't want to hurt you.

But we cannot turn around.

There are way too many Zs
out there.

- Not much oxygen either.
-(ZOMBIE GROWLS AND THUMPS)

- Who's in charge?
- My name is Gideon Gould.

I'm the facilitator here.

But we don't really have
a leader.

'Cause everyone here
participates

in our decision making.

Great - we just need some shelter
until the smoke clears

and some of those zombies
move on.

OK, well, I think in order for us
to put together

a mutually beneficial agreement,
we're gonna have to create

a little framework
of trust here.

I'd feel more trust if you point
your weapons someplace else.

Sure. It's OK, everybody.

Hmm. What you got in mind,
Mr Gould?

Popcorn circle process?

You know what?
That's exactly what I had in mind.

That's a great idea.
Yes, ma'am. Come on down here.

What the hell is it?
Movie night?

- May I?
- Yes, ma'am.

Thank you. Don't worry.

It's not a weapon. It's a tool.

We call it the talking stick.

We use it
to facilitate dialogue.

When we make decisions,
we pass it around the circle

like a bowl of popcorn.

Only the person who is holding the stick
is allowed to speak.

It makes it so much easier
to be heard.

Speak softly.
Carry a big... (COUGHS) ..log.

Except for...this stick is used

for peaceful conflict resolution
and communication.

- Dr Gould...
- Gideon, please.

You know, it's funny.
We don't really get many visitors here.

-(PEOPLE LAUGH)
- WARREN: No kidding.

Gideon was a... I'm sorry...

...is a world-renowned expert
in corporate communication

and conflict resolution.

We were all at his seminar
in the hotel

when the outbreak happened.

We would all be dead

if we didn't have a way
to communicate.

(ZOMBIE GROWLS
AND THUMPS DOOR)

It's a way to build trust.

Thank you.

Hopefully, we can all build
enough trust here

that we'll all
lower our weapons, OK?

We're gonna play a quick game.
It's called honesty inventory.

I give you my first impressions
of all of you

without filtering anything.

So let's see. Hmm.

You.

(GUN COCKS)

You are the leader.
You're a natural.

And you have a wisdom.

But it's born of loss.

You are the enforcer, brother.

You're tough.

But your scars
can cloud your judgement.

You're the strong one.
Right?

There's a lot of loss
in those eyes.

I think it's more loss
than you can handle.

She relies on you.

Brother, sir.

You've got a face
that's etched with sadness.

And yet somehow,

you've managed to keep
your sense of humour.

Man, I need a hug.
Can I have a hug?

- Is it OK with everybody?
- WOMAN: Yeah.

Son, you've got a good heart.

But you're a little bit angry.

You don't like him.
You two don't like each other.

That's what it is. Hmm.

You got the weight of the world
on your shoulders.

Don't you? I can see it.

You do more for these people
than they even realise.

You never really get the respect
that you deserve either.

Let's everybody
look around you now.

I think we've all taken
a really big step

in resolving this conflict.

It's all about process dialogue

and filling the pool
of shared meaning.

I told you guys a story.

And then it resonated
with you, hopefully.

And now we have
a common narrative,

which is, of course,
the basis of trust.

What do you think?

We'll stand down.

Gee, now that
we're all friends and stuff,

maybe we could get some food?

I'm starving.

Is he alright?

Vitamin deficiency.

OK. You know what
I think we should do, guys?

Let's do a process committee.

Why don't we do, like,
two from each group?

We'll all discuss specifics.

Who'd you like to join you
in representing your stakeholders?

Addy.

And I think our stakeholders
will be represented

by myself and Dana.

(ZOMBIES GROWL OUTSIDE)

Alright. Thanks, everybody.

I smell food.

All this corporate doublespeak
is making me hungry.

Yeah, sit tight.

Warren's negotiating
for some food.

(ZOMBIE GROWLS)

(GROWLS AND THUMPS DOOR)

Well, that's unusual.

Told you
it was thick out there.

So, if you ladies
are willing to accept

our process for doing things,

you're welcome to stay here
till the fire dies down

and the Zs thin out.

Thank you very much.

We will be happy to leave
as soon as we can.

We do have someplace
we need to be.

OK, well, we can share food.

We are just limited
to 1,000 calories per day.

It's been a while
since I counted calories.

(GROWLING AND THUMPING
CONTINUE OUTSIDE)

Uh! Ah!

-I'm still hungry.
- And I still don't care.

IGGY: We kept losing people
all through Black Summer

until we, uh...

Voila!

...couldn't defend
the whole hotel, so...

Ooh! Sorry.

We abandoned the rooms
to the zombies.

Kinda like a zombie roach motel.

(LAUGHS) Yeah.

- Guys been here the whole time?
-(SIGHS)

We thought about going.
At least, I have.

But the group
always vote me down.

My company sent me here
for a weekend retreat

to work on my people skills.

That was four years ago.

- DOC: Gibson onions?
- May I?

Oh, yes.
Yes, yes, yes, yes. Huh?

- Mmm.
- Yummy. Yes.

DOC: I wish that was gin!

10K: I never stayed
in a hotel before.

You guys have a pool?
I always wanted to swim in a pool.

You're drinking it.
Don't worry.

We filter and boil everything.

(SIGHS) This is my masterpiece.

Let me show you

where we keep the food

under lock and key!

We lock up all the food
since we discovered

some was disappearing.

I do all the cooking
and cleaning and...

Regular Cinderfella.

I even clean up
after the janitor.

(GROANS) Guess I should
be glad I'm alive.

Hmm! This way.

(SIGHS) Why don't you guys
relax in the ballroom?

And I'll see if I can
scare up some blankets.

(LAUGHS)

You know, these satellite dishes
are useless

unless hotel porn
makes a comeback.

Lovely as that would be,

hotels would need
to make a comeback first.

I mean, if we're lucky enough,
there's enough circuitry left

that we could reorient
one of these dishes

and get another satellite
going here.

But. . see'?

- Yeah. We're not lucky.
- Great.

- All the way from New York, huh?
- Yeah.

Seems impossible.

(SIGHS)

Um...

For some of us, it was.

You know, we've been
inside this hotel since day one.

- Nobody tried to leave?
- Lots of people.

Some of them escaped.
Some were banished.

Yeah, I thought
they were the lucky ones.

Then they'd always turn back up
a few days later.

Zombies.

After a while,

you just quit trying.

(SIGHS) Well, it makes sense
you stayed.

- You had food and shelter.
- Yeah...

- Will you spot me real quick?
- Yeah.

-(SHUDDERS)
-(THUD)

-(POUNDING ON DOOR)
- Stay here.

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

DANA: Sometimes I thought
I was going insane.

- Gideon's very controlling.
- Huh.

I just wanted to be somewhere
without a ceiling.

You know,
breathe in some fresh air.

Out in an open sky.

It's dead.

See different faces.

Got to tell you, it's, uh...

It's pretty effed up out there.

How do you keep going?

I mean, there must
have been places

for you to stay
along the way.

I promised a friend
I'd get him to California.

Gives me someplace to go.

Someplace to go.

I like the sound of that.

-(GUNSHOT)
-(GAS PS)

-(ZOMBIE GROWLS)
-(GUNSHOT REVERBERATES)

Hey, Murphy? Murphy!

- MAN: Help! Somebody help!
- Goddamnit!

Hey, where'd that shot
come from?

It came from here.
Door's locked.

VASQUEZ: One... (GRUNTS)

Murphy-

- Easy, easy.
- Looks like he's still alive.

- He's bleeding bad.
- Yeah.

Greg's been shot.
God, right in the heart.

- He should be dead, man.
-lGGY: What happened?

Iggy, get the door.
We're gonna move 'em out to the bar.

There's more light over there.
Danny, get the first aid kit!

- ADDY: Warren!
- GIDEON: Hurry!

- DANA: They're in here!
-10K, make sure nobody leaves.

- Addy, cover this door.
- I got him.

- Who put you in charge?
- I did.

I was a cop for 10 years.
This is a crime scene.

- Someone tried to kill our prisoner.
- Prisoner?

- I can't stop the bleeding.
- You need to mercy him.

- Wait. He's not turning.
- Can't mercy before he's dead.

- No time to discuss this.
- Hey, hey, hey.

We have to process this
without violence.

We can talk about this later.

What you need to do is
tie up your man and secure him

before he turns
or I will mercy him myself.

- Alright.
- How is he?

Bullet went clean through.
I'm worried about this head wound.

He must have cracked it
when he fell.

He's definitely got a concussion.
Maybe worse.

(WIND BLOWS)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLING)

Dana. We need to interface.

Please don't mercy him
before he's dead.

I won't. I promise.

Unless something unforeseen
happens.

- What do you think?
- Well, I only heard one shot.

So we have one bullet,
two victims.

Judging by the bullet's trajectory,
the shooter was here.

(GUN COCKS, THEN GUNSHOT)

He surprised Murphy,
sees the food, fires once.

The bullet hits Murphy in the shoulder,
continues on,

hits victim number two
in the heart.

Now, wait. Hold on.

You're telling me that
the bullet passed through Murphy

and hit this dude in the heart?

Well, no wonder
he ain't turning.

He's looking
just like Cassandra.

You better keep your eye
on him.

- Damn straight.
- GIDEON: Hey, guys?

(STICK THUMPS)
OK, everybody.

Could I ask you to come in here
and join us in the trust circle?

We're gonna resolve
this conflict peacefully.

Without violence.

Well, that's not gonna be easy.

Considering one of you
just shot one of us.

- Do you have any proof of that?
- OK, listen. Everyone.

Violence can spread
like wildfire.

It just takes one spark to
burn down the bridges of trust

between all of
our fellow human beings.

And once it's started,
fire doesn't care who it burns.

I know that we can resolve
the issues between us.

The issue between us? The...

The issue between us
is that one of you shot Murphy.

Imvume.
You said Murphy was your prisoner.

Maybe he tried to escape
and one of you shot him.

-(GROWLS AND THUMPS)
-(SCREAMS)

OK, Meg. Meg, thank you.

Will you please sit down?

We all have to trust.

MAN: lmvume.

I saw him sneaking around
where the shooting happened.

Imvume.

I saw him there too.

Right after the shot was fired,

he was acting suspicious.

Thank you.

Clearly, there's some unresolved conflict
between you and Murphy.

10K doesn't miss.

Hold on.

If 10K wants something dead,
it's dead.

And he would never
try to kill Murphy.

Kick him in the nuts
a few times, maybe.

But...

...he would never
try to kill him.

You care to defend yourself?

Murphy's not my friend.

He never will be.

I have more than enough reasons
to want to kill him.

And when the time comes,
I will kill him. Happily.

But it's not the time.

Why should we believe you?

VASQUEZ:
'Cause he didn't fire that shot.

One of you did.

My God! Look at all that food.

It's more than
100,000 calories there.

Found this hidden
on top of the cabinet

near where Murphy was shot.

We knew someone
was stealing the food.

But we thought
they were eating it.

Sounds like someone
has a getaway stash.

Murphy must have
stumbled upon it

and got shot.

Well, if it turns out
to be true

that one of us
has been stealing food,

it's our agreed-upon policy...

...that the punishment
is immediate banishment.

Now, there's only one person,

other than myself, who has
access to our food supply.

I didn't do this.

Where were you
when the shots were fired?

- Did anyone see you?
- I didn't steal that food!

Wouldn't be the first time.

That was a few candy bars
more than a year ago.

And I've been
on lowered rations since.

You sure don't look like you've
been on 900 calories a day.

- What are you talking about?!
- GIDEON: Iggy.

IggY-

lgnatius.

We've had these issues
with you before.

You're the only one with a key,
and you've made it clear

for a long time
that you wanted to leave.

I wanted all of us to leave!

This place is a deathtrap!

Iggy.

GIDEON: Iggy.

Brother, if you want people
to start believing what you say,

you gotta start
telling the truth.

(PANTS, THEN SHUDDERS)

The truth!

I am telling the truth,
you bastard!

(IGGY YELLS)

(IGGY PANTS)

(IGGY CRIES)

(CRYING) No! Please!

- Don't do this!
- GIDEON: Washington.

Secure the food in the kitchen.
Keep it under guard.

- You made your decision for us.
- Don't do this.

Don't do this. Please!

We cannot tolerate any violence.

What makes you so sure
he's the guilty one?

- Where's your proof?
- He knew the consequences.

If you send him out there now,
that's a death sentence.

He'll be killed
and turn for sure.

Oh, OK. Anything else you want
to say before you leave?

- Bite me!
- Ohh!

-(lGGY CRIES)
- At least give him a weapon!

Wait. You shouldn't have done
what you did, Iggy.

- Take this.
- Please don't let me!

Please help me!

(BANGING ON DOOR, IGGY CRIES)

IGGY: Travis! Travis, please!

(IGGY CRIES) Open up!

Dana! Dear God! Help!

(CRIES)

(CRIES, THEN COUGHS)

(SIGHS)

(ZOMBIES SNARL)

Ah! (SCREAMS)

(GROWLS)

(MOANS)

- How's he doing?
- Not so good, chief.

I got the bleeding stopped,

but he still hasn't
regained consciousness.

He just keeps moaning like that,
like he's having a bad dream.

(MOANS)

(GROWLING AND BANGING)

(POUNDING)

As soon as he can travel,
we got to get the hell out of here.

Well, we're gonna have to wait
till the swelling goes down

and he's conscious.

We try to move him now,
it could kill him.

- And what about this guy?
- Oh, man, check this out.

That thing about the bullet
passing through Murphy

and hitting this guy in the heart
blew my mind, you know.

Got me thinking -
if that tiny amount of Murphy blood

could keep this guy
from turning,

what would a little bit
more blood do?

- Doc...
- I know. I know.

But it's the apocalypse.
I figure...go for it, right?

So I've been soaking this rag
in Murphy blood

and letting Greg here
suck on it.

- Doc.
- I know. Bad idea, right?

But check it out.
He's getting better.

His fever broke.
He's breathing normally.

Which, I don't know
how the hell you do that

with a hole in your chest
the size of a silver dollar.

Look at his skin. It's turning
that pretty blue, like Murphy.

Wow, this Murphy shit is real,
isn't it?

Sure looks like it, chief.

Well, keep an eye on...him...

...it...whatever.

- Keep Murphy alive.
- Where you going?

I'm gonna go climb
the corporate ladder.

(SHUDDERS)

(GROWLING)

(CRASH!)

I told you it was only a matter of time
before they banish Iggy.

I know. You called it.

And since when has Dana started
leading popcorn circle?

She never even finished
her master's.

- If she wasn't sleeping with...
- We...we don't know that.

MEG: Please. It's so obvious.

You see the way
he looks at her.

- Excuse me.
- I know. You called it.

And what about
these new people?

Why are we sharing
anything with them?

Who are they to us?

Iggy paid the price
for that decision.

And he's gone.
But we're still here.

We're going to need
every bite of food they take.

I'm sorry
you had to witness that.

Some people just leave you
no choice, you know?

We've all had to make
tough decisions.

- We make decisions as a group.
- Yeah.

Takes more work,
but then people feel like

they own their outcome.

And Iggy supported
all the policies

that led to his banishment.

Why didn't you all leave
a long time ago?

It was a real horror show.

Half the people
in this hotel died

within one hour
of seeing the first Z.

Yeah - somehow we were able
to keep it under control,

thanks to the...
teamwork rehearsal

we had done
from our workshop.

- Hey, guys. How are you?
- MEG: Gideon.

There were 120 of us.

Wow.

Lots of tough decisions.

- What's down there?
- That's where...

...the outbreak happened.

All the rooms
are off-limits now.

-(GAS PS)
-(GROWLING)

(THWACK!)

Listen, I'm really sorry
that your man got shot.

- Yeah.
- And I'm sorry it was one of us.

I knew Iggy
had a flawed character,

but I didn't think he had it in him
to shoot someone.

- So I'm really sorry.
- Thanks.

Let's see about
getting you people some food.

Washington, let's get...

Washington? Washington?!

(METALLIC CRASH)

(GROWLS)

-(GROWLS)
-(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

- You OK?
-(GROWLS)

10K: Oh! Ohh!

Oh! Ah! Argh!

(GUNSHOT)

- Hey. You good?
- Yeah.

5,075.

Whoever stabbed Washington
stole the food.

Maybe Iggy came back
for the food.

(TWO GUNSHOTS)

WARREN: Doc! What happened?

Some zombie-loving bastard
took a shot at me.

- Did you see who it was?
- No! But they went that way.

WARREN: Let's go. Addy.
10K, stay with them.

(FAINT THUD, FLOOR CREAKS)

(DANA WHISPERS) Zombies?

(ADDY WHISPERS) Human.

(COCKS GUN)

(WHISPERS) Zombies don't stop.

(WHISPERS) Watch my back.

(ZOMBIES SNARL)

(SNARLING CONTINUES)

(SNARLING CONTINUES)

(GROWLS)

(GROWLS SOFTLY)

Take me with you.

I don't want to die here.

(SNARLS)

(WHISPERS) I don't care.
I don't care where you go.

I don't. I just...

Let me go with you.
Please, Addy.

-(SNARLS)
-l'm so afraid.

All the time.

Please...

...take me with you.

(GUN COCKS)

-(ZOMBIE SNARLS)
-(ADDY MUTTERS)

-(GUNSHOTS)
- Ugh!

Everything alright?

(DOOR OPENS)

WARREN: Get up.

(SIGHS)

(WHISPERS) Three. Two. One.

- Did you get him?
- Maybe.

Dana, I need to speak with you for a second.
Come on down here.

GIDEON: Come on.

(GROWLING)

(MOANS)

(GROWLING)

%GROANS)
- Oh, my God!

-(SCREAMS)
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Oh, God!

We can't defend the perimeter
much longer.

It's like they're suddenly
attracted to this place.

(SQUELCHING SOUND)

(KNIFE DROPS)

OK. Open up.

There you go.

Yeah, take your medicine
like a good little Z.

Yes.

(LAUGHS)

(ZOMBIES GROWL)

(THUMPING)

(THUMPING CONTINUES)

(GROWLING AND THUMPING)

(CRACKING)

(GROWLING AND THUMPING)

(CRACKING)

- Doc.
- I know. I know.

But I'm telling you,
the dude's getting better.

What about Murphy?

Still in dreamland.

Man, I wouldn't want
to be inside there.

(GROWLING)

(SNARLING)

(METAL CLAN KING)

(YELLING)

(GROWLING AND THUMPING)

The hotel Zs got out!

(ZOMBIES GROWLING)

This gate's not gonna hold!

WOMAN: Oh, my God!

(THUMPING)

-(CRASH!)
-(SCREAMING)

(ZOMBIES GROWL)

WARREN: This way!

(GROWLING)

What the hell's going on here?

Uh, blood transfusion.

How could that possibly work?

- Alternative medicine.
- Huh.

This is a really small space
to spend the rest of your life.

Well, thanks for
the positive vibe, sweetheart.

- Don't talk to her like that.
- Hey, you can relax, buddy.

- He's being sarcastic and rude.
- No, I'm not.

- You need to chill out, lady.
- Don't talk to her like that!

-It's the apocalypse.
-(ALL ARGUE AT THE SAME TIME)

- We should all talk and listen.
- You need to calm down.

(ALL ARGUE AT THE SAME TIME)

Shut up!

Now do your little stick thing.

Thank you.

OK.

Now more than ever,
we need to resolve these conflicts.

Using the talking stick
plus deductive reasoning,

we can navigate
a journey of discovery

that will lead us to
the true identity of the killer.

That's all I'm saying.

Or we could just ask Greg
who shot him.

Look who just woke up.

Hey, Greg.

Who...shot...you?

Don't even think about it.

Not surprised
a zombie figured it out

before you corporate morons.

- Who you calling corporate?
- Shut it!

And if anybody moves,
I will not hesitate to kill you.

Dana, get over here.

Come on, baby.
We're getting out of here.

I never wanted
anybody to get hurt.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold on.

Where exactly do you think
you're going?

I would rather
take my chances out there

than die in here
listening to you!

OK, go. Go.

You're both liars.
You're both murderers.

And you know what,
we'll ride this out

and we'll live on
and give you mercy.

- You talk too much!
- Travis, don't!

-(GUNSHOT)
- DANA: Oh, my God!

- DOC: He got my gun!
- DANA: Travis...

-(GUNSHOT)
- Hey. Whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Lower your weapons.

Everybody, be cool!
Be cool!

(GROWLS)

(DANA SCREAMS)

Oh, my God! (GASPS)

(GASPS) Oh, my... Huh?! Ah.

Oh! (SOBS)

(WHISPERS) I never meant to...

I think it's time
for you to go.

(GUN COCKS)

Unless that stick of yours
shoots .45 slugs,

we're staying until
my man is well enough to travel.

-(THUMPING)
-ls that somebody knocking?

- That's impossible.
- That's not a Z.

Somebody's out there.

Somebody alive. Open the door!

10K and Addy.
On three, open the door.

- Be ready for anything.
- No, wait! Don't!

- Let's talk about this.
- WARREN: Three. Two. One.

Iggy.

You're alive.

No thanks to any of you.

I am so sorry.

Ignatius.

You have every right
to be angry.

The process failed you.

So on behalf of everyone,

I just want to say
that, uh, we're sorry.

(LAUGHS)

You're...you're sorry?

You have a lot of
complicated feelings right now.

But we need to work through
those feelings.

Is there anything else
you want to say?

There is something
I'd like to say.

- Sure.
- For all the people who...

...who aren't here to s...

...to speak for themselves.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

(YELLS)

They aren't here
to speak for themselves

because you did
all the speaking for them!

(IGGY BREATHES HEAVILY)

(MOANS)

What did I miss?

(SNARLING)

DANA: They're leaving.
The Zs are leaving.

(SNARLING)

I had the craziest dreams.

Thanks again for the food.

Thank you for the freedom.

If you hadn't come along,
we'd still be right where we were,

under Gideon's control.

- Thank you.
- Oh!

- Thank you. Thank you.
- OK.

- Oh, OK.
- Thank you.

Uh, so,
what are you guys gonna do?

Take our chances
out on the road, like you guys.

I've always wanted to see
the Grand Canyon.

Uh, you might wanna...
It ain't what it used to be.

Well, we gotta go.

Good luck.

Yeah, you too.

See ya.

How you feeling, princess?

(MOANS) I have
an apocalyptic headache.

(CHUCKLES)

- ADDY: Hey.
- DANA: Hey.

DANA: I am so sorry.

You did what you had to do.

We all do.

And there's no chance?

Uh...no. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

DANA: Then let's just say
see you later. OK?

I really hope
I see your face again.

ADDY: I'd really like that.

10K: I'm glad I never had
an office job.

Those people were messed up.

-It's the corporations, man.
- Yeah.

(SEAT BELT CLICKS,
ENGINE STARTS)