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: I got an alternative, yeah, yeah, I got an alternative. Let's get in that old whirly-bird, find us an island some place, get juiced up and spend what time we got left soakin' up some sunshine! How's that? Sarah
: You could do that, couldn't you? With all thats going on, you could just do that without a second thought? John
: Right, I could do that even if all this *wasn't* going on!
: Maybe if we tried working together we could ease some of the tensions. We're all pulling in different directions. John
: That's the trouble with the world, Sarah darlin'. People got different ideas concernin' what they want out of life.
: Nothing, nothing at all. Sarah
: Send again. McDermott
: I've been sending up and down the coast from Sarasota to the Everglades and still getting back the same dead air. There's nothing! There's nobody or at least nobody with a radio. Sarah
: All right then let's set down, we'll use the bullhorn. McDermott
: Set down? Wait a minute, that's not in our contract! Sarah
: It's the biggest city within 150 miles and we're going to give it every chance. McDermott
: Jesus, Mary and Joseph! Sarah
: Set down, John! John
: I'll set us down. But I won't leave my seat and I'll keep the engine running. Now the first sign of trouble, I'm going up. If you ain't on board when that happens, you're likely to have a lousy afternoon.
: You find anything? John
: Yeah. Prime real estate at close-out prices!
: It takes more energy to keep quiet than it does to speak the mind.
: Forget it, Billy boy. It's a dead place. Like all the others, you know. Listen. You can hear it over the engine. McDermott
: [hearing the loud moans of the approaching crowd of zombies
] Jesus, Mary, Joseph!
: You want to put some kind of explanation down here before you leave? Here's one as good as any you're likely to find. We're bein' punished by the Creator. He visited a curse on us. So that man could look at... what Hell was like. Maybe He didn't want to see us blow ourselves up, put a big hole in the sky. Maybe He just wanted to show us He's still the Boss Man. Maybe He figure, we was gettin' too big for our britches, tryin' to figure His shit out.
: I can't belive that Rhodes would have done it. John
: No, he would have had Steel do it. Sarah
: He can't be that inhuman. John
: Captain Rhodes is perfectly human. He knows what he's doing which concerns me. He won't shoot Billy
[points to McDermott
: ... because he's got no one else who knows electronics. He won't shoot me... because I'm his ride. He probably won't shoot Frankenstein because the old doc can talk him silly. But the rest of you? The rest of you better start worrying, don't you know.
: We don't believe in what you're doing here, Sarah. Hey, you know what they keep down here in this cave? Man, they got the books and the records of the top 100 companies. They got the Defense Department budget down here. And they got the negatives for all your favorite movies. They got microfilm with tax return and newspaper stories. They got immigration records, census reports, and they got the accounts of all the wars and plane crashes and volcano eruptions and earthquakes and fires and floods and all the other disasters that interrupted the flow of things in the good ole U.S. of A. Now what does it matter, Sarah darling? All this filing and record keeping? We ever gonna give a shit? We even gonna get a chance to see it all?
: This is a great, big, 14 mile *tombstone*!
["tombstone" echoes with distant moaning
: With an epitaph on it that nobody gonna bother to read. Now, here you come. Here you come with a whole new set of charts and graphs and records. What you gonna do? Bury them down here with all the other relics of what... once... was? Let me tell you what else. Yeah, I'm gonna tell you what else. You ain't never gonna figure it out, just like they never figured out why the stars are where they're at. It ain't mankind's job to figure that stuff out. So what you're doing is a waste of time, Sarah. And time is all we got left, you know. Sarah
: What I'm doing... is all there's left to do. John
: Shame on you. There's plenty to do. Plenty to do, so long as there's you and me and maybe some other people. We could start over, start fresh, get some babies...
: and teach 'em, Sarah, teach 'em never to come over here and *dig these records out*.
: Gas up the machine. She's down to fumes. Sarah
: No, wait 'til it's dark. There's too many of them out there. John
: Hey, it's no good to leave the gas tank on the helicopter empty. Supposed we need to get out of here in a hurry? Sarah
: Then we're shit out of luck! They're getting too riled up. Do it tonight after dark when they can't see you. John
: They know we're in here even if they can't see us. What good is it to leave the gas tank empty? Sarah
: The activity excites them! They're too many of them! Johnson
: She's right. They're more and more of them every day. Sarah
: If we get a lot more or if they might break down the fence, you can come out and shoot some of them. Otherwise say inside the building. Stay out of sight! McDermott
: Thankfully you live out here in the suburbs, Johnson. You ougt to see how congested the cities are getting to be.