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(ominous music)
(panting)
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(speaking in foreign language)
(suspenseful music)
(light airy music)
(kissing)
(boxes tumbling)
(broken glass clinking)
(smashing)
(screaming)
(people shouting)
(guns shooting)
(tense music)
(growling)
(door banging)
(growling)
(suspenseful music)
(gurgling)
(blood squirting)
(pole clanging)
(gun cocking)
(intense music)
(light buzzing)
(banging)
(breaker switching)
(screaming)
(growling)
(heavy breathing)
(gun shooting)
(growling)
(roaring)
(glass breaking)
(groaning)
(gentle music)
(tense music)
(door opening)
(heavy breathing)
(door locking)
(water running)
(grunting)
(woman heaving)
(screaming)
(knife stabbing)
(receiver tapping)
(growling)
(heavy breathing)
(phone buzzing)
(radio static buzzing)
(radio smashing)
(woman heaving)
(screaming)
(groaning)
(gurgling)
(button clicking)
(heavy breathing)
(chair slamming)
(screaming)
(tense music)
(birds chirping)
(stomach grumbling)
- Brains.
(intense music)
- [June] I said no, Todd, I told you I'm not ready.
- [Todd] But June, I love you.
You love me too, don't ya?
- [June] I guess.
- [Todd] Okay, then let's groove.
(giggling)
- [June] Stop, get off.
Did you hear that?
- [Todd] Oh come on, June.
- [June] Go look.
(tent unzipping)
- Alright, jeez.
It's probably just a raccoon.
- [June] Todd?
What is it?
(flashlight dropping)
(intense music)
(zombie groaning)
- Brains.
(screaming)
(punching)
(eye stretching)
(eye snapping)
(woman screaming)
(chattering)
Brains.
- [Man] It's this way, stay close.
They're everywhere!
- [Brad] Worst summer vacation ever.
- [Woman] That's not helping, Brad.
- [Woman] My God, we're going to die out here.
What are those things?
- [Brad] Everyone just calm down,
we're gonna get out of here.
(knocking)
(chattering)
Anything sharp.
- [Woman] Maybe we should all stay together, Brad.
- [Brad] Go in the other room, Janet.
(speaker voice muffled)
- [Woman] Just trying to help us all
get out of here alive.
(chattering)
- [Brad] You're not even gonna deny it!
- [Woman] Looks like we're all gonna die out here anyway.
No sense in lying about it now.
- [Brad] I don't believe it.
- [Woman] What's that noise?
(shouting)
Brad, step away from the window.
(glass breaking)
(screaming)
- [Man] I found an ax!
- [Man] Split him open!
(ax whacking)
(ax slicing)
- Come on, let's go!
(arm separating)
(zombies groaning)
- [Woman] Roll up the window, you guys!
- [Woman] Oh my God, they're getting closer!
They're getting closer!
- [Woman] Get out from under the hood, Brad!
(speaker voices muffled)
- [Woman] Oh my God, they're everywhere.
- [Man] I'm gonna have to hold them off here.
(speaker voices muffled)
- [Man] Go!
- [Woman] Not without Christie.
- [Man] Just go, no matter what you do
just keep running, don't look back.
- [Woman] I'm not leaving you, please.
- [Man] I'll be okay.
Go!
- [Woman] I love you.
(crying)
(shouting)
- [Man] That's my leg!
No, no, no!
- Brains.
(tense music)
(zombies chewing)
Brains.
(body parts squishing)
Brains!
- Leave my Chad alone!
(whacking)
(blood splattering)
- Christie, no, he's gone!
We have to save ourselves!
(crying)
- Brain.
(chewing)
(bluesy music)
(birds chirping)
(hammering)
- Did you get the plants all covered?
(mumbling)
(furniture sliding)
All right, that's good.
(crickets chirping)
- [Reporter] Inside their homes
with all doors and windows closed and locked.
Please do not attempt to leave your homes
until notified by local officials.
Further information from state and federal authorities
will be broadcast on this and all other
emergency broadcast stations.
(alarm sounding)
This is the emergency broadcast service.
Residents are urged to stay inside their homes
with all doors and windows closed and locked.
- Hey.
- Sorry. - It's okay.
- Van, Van, Van, how in the hell?
(chattering)
Safe here, man? - Safe as it can be.
We should get out of the open though.
Got some food and a place to stay.
I'll show you where to put the bikes.
- Alright.
(speaker voices muffled)
- So you left the road and walked the tracks from there?
- Yeah, yeah, we're lucky to even be here.
- It was really that bad?
- Oh yeah, it was that bad.
(suspenseful music)
(screaming)
(gun shooting)
(crowbar whacking)
- You alright?
Yeah?
That's the first one we've seen in two days.
- Well, let's put it out to rest.
(body dragging)
(coughing)
(groaning)
Come on.
(whacking)
Well we can't go north
and we'd never make it over the mountains
but if we could just get to the river we could float south--
- No, no, no, the river leads right to the cities
and the cities are full of 'em.
- Yeah but-- - Look, look.
We have a stock of food.
I think we should just stay here and stick it out.
- Stick it out?
There were two here today.
- Well I don't know where else we can go.
(banging)
- Hey!
(gun shooting)
(coughing)
- Van, Van, Van.
(tense music)
Run, run, run!
They're coming!
Hey, Ryan, they're coming!
Come on, hey!
Run, run, run, they're coming!
(chewing)
(shouting)
- Hurry up, hurry!
(door slamming)
(banging)
(chattering)
- Go, go, go, go!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
- Go, go, go, go, go!
(screaming)
- All right, I'm jumping.
- Benny?
Benny, no!
(screaming)
- No, no, no.
(knocking)
No, no!
No!
No.
(ominous music)
(zapping)
(ominous music)
(saw grinding)
(gas seeping)
(lighter flicking)
(metal music)
(grunting)
(shouting)
- How many times have I told you
to stop fucking around with your toys on company time?
Fucking girl is late, dude.
I'm getting sick and tired of this shit.
- What do you want from me?
I'm not her fucking father.
- No, but you work with her.
So either you fix this shit or I'll fucking fix it.
You won't like what happens.
- Really?
Never do.
- Excuse me?
- How are you gonna fix it?
- This is a factory, not a fucking day care.
She keeps bringing her own fucking kid in here.
I got plenty of single parents that work here
so tell her get her shit together or get the fuck out.
- Look, I'll talk to her, alright?
- You fucking better, now get to work!
The fuck are you doing?
- Dan, Dan, I just wanted to say thanks, you know, for--
- For covering for you again?
- Yes. - Yeah.
Look, boss man just bitched me out
because you're late again, Janet.
- [Janet] Oh shit.
- You brought the kid in?
- I'm having trouble finding a babysitter.
- What happened to the last one?
- Well, you know how Dinah can be.
A handful. - Yeah, I know.
So you think she's better off in here?
- I told her to go to the back,
she's got her coloring books,
what could possibly go wrong?
(banging)
Okay, Dan, honey, what are you doing this weekend?
- Not sure, why?
- Well, hey, hey, hey, come here, come here.
I just got this great horror flick.
I think it's your favorite.
It's a Romero
and I just happen to have a bottle of wine.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
- Is the mutant gonna be around?
- She always will be, Dan.
- Yeah, listen, look, look I like you.
I like you a lot
but I'm really sticking my back out here for you.
For you and for Dinah so we're going to have to figure out
something to do with her, okay?
- Okay, okay.
- Break it up you two lovebirds.
Janet, you're late! - I'm sorry.
- Get to work!
Dan, you talk to her?
- I was trying to.
- Yeah, that looked work related.
Anyway, it's time for your break.
Go get the crew dinner.
- I went yesterday.
- Oh.
I'm sorry.
You did such a great job yesterday
that I thought you might go again
and you're gonna continue to go
until you get your act together!
Now move.
- Hey, hey, Dan, what's up, man?
(grumbling)
- [Dan] Foreman's got me getting dinner.
- Again?
Didn't you do that yesterday?
- Yup.
- That motherfucker hates you.
Shit!
What's wrong, you see something?
- I thought I might've.
- [Hector] You're always talking about the end of the world,
well is it here yet?
- Maybe.
- You and your Romero shit.
What the fuck is this?
What is this?
- Something I made, alright?
- You made this, huh?
- Yeah, for protection from my Romero shit, alright?
- Your Romero shit, man, get the fuck out of here
and go get some food.
- [Dan] What do you want for dinner?
- How about some Fuddruckers? - Again?
- Yeah, man.
Double cheeseburger, the works!
- Fuddruckers it is.
- [Hector] Alright, you the man!
- Fuck your mother.
- You the man, you fucking weirdo.
(growling)
what the fuck?
Oh shit!
- Hector!
Hey Hector, come give me a hand with this crap!
Hector!
What the fuck?
(bags dropping)
(metal music)
(growling)
(screaming)
(zombie splattering)
(Janet screaming)
Janet.
(growling)
(chewing)
(nail gun popping)
(growling)
- No, help me.
- I will.
(metal music)
(screaming)
Come on, boss man!
Motherfucker!
(blood splattering)
Son of a bitch!
Die!
(growling)
(metal music)
(chainsaw grinding)
(screaming)
(metal swishing)
(ax smacking)
(light fixture creaking)
(toy teeth chomping)
(door creaking)
God damn it, son of a gun!
(metal clanging)
(zombie growling)
(magazine clicking)
(heavy breathing)
- [Dinah] Dan, don't leave me here.
(growling)
(vomiting)
Mommy, what's wrong?
What are you doing?
Mommy, no, no!
(Dinah screaming)
(gun shooting)
- Come with me.
- Dan, what are we gonna do?
(metal music)
- Survive.
(gun shooting)
(heavy breathing)
(growling)
(gun shooting)
- Porosa!
Porosa!
- Fen-in, Fen-in, Fen-in.
(grunting)
- Okay, right at me, look at me.
Hands away, hands away, hands away.
- Listen, tell Porosa, tell Porosa.
- Porosa's gone, mate, Porosa's gone.
- They're changed, they're changed.
- Hands away, hands away, Roddy.
Okay listen to me, look at me.
- Target, target, ow!
Target!
- Right?
Mate, hands away.
Roddy!
(coughing)
I'm sorry, mate.
- You fucking coward!
(heart beating)
(growling)
(screaming)
- Respond, need evac now.
The vi-tra-tion team, anything.
Anybody hear me, please just answer.
He's chasing me from every direction.
They're out of control, it's too many.
Please send some help.
(screaming)
(gun shooting)
(speaker voice muffled)
Get me out of here.
- Alright, we need to find out where
that last communication came from
so check the zones again.
Marshal here, I need all the information you've got
on this rookie team.
No, you got five minutes, thank you.
Alright, I need our team to be prepped,
ready to go over the wall, in and out.
- That won't be necessary, General.
- And what's that supposed to mean?
- I shipped the order 20 minutes ago,
this is merely a formality.
(ominous music)
Good morning everyone.
Are we online yet?
- We have four up, we're waiting for the other two.
(typing)
(water splashing)
(birds cawing)
- Chief, what's going on?
Where are they?
- Fucked if I know, mate.
- Jesus.
(groaning)
- From the looks of it, child, female.
She's been eaten too.
- State the fucking obvious, why don't you?
- Alright then, how long has it been since she was eaten?
- Well?
- Bones are clean, I'd say more than a couple of days.
(speaker voice muffled)
- How the hell would a girl get over here anyway?
- I don't think she ever left.
Give me a knife.
(skull cracking)
- Oh, what the fuck?
(vomiting)
- That doesn't make any sense, how could she--
- No, she, it's an act,
she's been in there since the wall went up.
- It's dogs, right?
It couldn't be anything else, it's got to be dogs.
- When was the last time you saw an animal
go within a hundred yards of a rotter?
- We've got tracks.
- Wait, step back.
Back, I wanna know everything, alright?
- I'm on it.
- Fuck sake.
(tense music)
- That's more like it. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Cool it, cool it.
(mumbling)
(growling)
(guns shooting)
It's good, run!
Run!
(adventurous music)
So.
Well, they're faster, stronger,
more intelligent and they're highly contagious.
Oh, now it seems like they have an unlimited food supply.
Don't get that.
What we got?
- It's weak.
Picked up a signal of their last broadcast here.
- Okay.
- [Man] Chief, what are you doing?
- Radio stable base, tell them we need e-vac
from that point in 40 minutes.
The code is Romeo two, delta two.
- Roger.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, you can't be serious.
You can't seriously be considering taking us north
after what we've just seen.
- I am perfectly serious.
- What, am I the only person around here
with some common sense?
Jack, Jack, look, you remember what happened
last time we went north.
If we go there now and they're like this
we'd be breaking every single regulation
in the God damn book.
- Uh, Chief?
- And what would you have us do, eh?
- Look, Chief, we've got time.
We can get e-vac, we need e-vac now.
- Yeah, and what about the rookie.
- Oh, fuck the rookies.
- Chief!
- [Man] It's not my fault!
- We need to get to their radio.
- Oh wake up, Chief.
It's been 36 hours.
Either they're dead or the radio's broken.
Either way--
- Either way we still have a reason to go north.
- You're crazy.
- Tell me about it.
Okay, rangers, listen up.
We found a trace of that signal
four kilometers north of here
in the engineers village.
We can get in there, we're gonna find 'em
and we're gonna get the fuck out of here.
- Chief, shouldn't we just get the fuck out of here now?
- Shut up, man!
- I don't want to lose my balls
over some dumb rookies, yeah?
- This is our job.
- No, our job is to follow the ranks!
- What?
In 10 years we have never, ever left anyone
this side of the wall.
We are not about to start now.
We go north.
(tense music)
- [Woman] Do you hear me?
(speaker voice muffled)
The strange change but are not infected.
They go fast and they eat you.
- Ma'am, they still haven't checked in yet.
- Is tracking still online?
- They're heading for 17.
- Last time I checked, 17 was still on the black list.
Well keep hailing them.
- Do you want me to-- - Thank you.
- Okay, thank you, ma'am.
(door opening)
- [Woman] All dead, I'm the only one left.
(speaker voice muffled)
(birds cawing)
- Come back!
(growling)
(guns shooting)
(adventurous music)
(knife slicing)
(blood splattering)
(growling)
(gun misfiring)
(blood squirting)
(intense music)
(chewing)
(roaring)
- For fuck's sake.
(whistling)
- Playground.
- They're stopped.
Alright, what's this?
- I don't know, it looks like some sort of building complex.
Let me find out, hang on.
- Get out of my fucking way.
Outside, now.
Do you think I'm stupid?
Do you?
Do you think I'm stupid?
You might as well have signed
their execution orders out there!
- Come on, Frank!
You know what our objective is!
You can't hide behind all this honor bullshit today!
- Oh, it's changed, hasn't it?
The virus has changed.
Now we don't need to lockdown now.
- Okay, the rangers are still in there.
- Yeah, looking for people who are already dead!
- No, that's not what they're there for.
- Oh is it?
- Okay, just give me an hour.
I mean for God's sake, we need those samples.
- You have got 20 minutes!
- We're here.
(screaming)
(guns shooting)
(speaker voice muffled)
- [Man] No tanks!
(roaring)
(screaming)
(groaning)
- Fuck's sake.
- You shouldn't do that stuff.
(coughing)
- Fuck!
- Back, check him.
- He's clean!
- Porosa.
- Where are the others?
- I'm the only one.
- You came all this way and I'm the only one?
(gun shooting)
(body dropping)
- Let's get the fuck out of here.
(roaring)
(guns shooting)
(shouting)
- [Man] Inside, inside.
(speaker voices muffled)
- Fuck!
- What the fuck is that?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Spread out, keep it calm.
- [Woman] Don't shoot!
- Look lively, up there.
- Come down, keep quiet.
(grunting)
- Matt, check her out.
So how many more of you am I gonna have to
pull out of this shithole today?
- I'm the last one.
- Oh, funny, that's what he said.
- You!
- Alright, alright, enough.
- You left us to die!
- [Chief] Come here, get off him!
- Crazy fucking bitch.
- I'm gonna kill you!
Get off me!
(slapping)
- Now, I don't care what he's done.
Nobody is killing nobody until we get to
the other side of the wall.
Alright?
Alright! - Okay.
- Got it? - Yeah.
- Now, where's your radio?
- It's broken, on the roof.
- Right, let's go have a look.
(dramatic music)
(heavy breathing)
(gun shooting)
- No!
- Fuck!
Fuck.
Fuck!
(coughing)
(gun shooting)
- Leave him, he's tired.
- Nickel, get his tags, come on.
You, get his rifle.
Get up.
Nickel!
Bull, get your rifle!
Gunner, this place is gonna be swarming
with them in minutes.
Nickel!
We need to get underground with that radio, find a door.
- Got it.
- Move!
(tense music)
Smoke.
(smoke bomb popping)
(speaker voice muffled)
Bull, hand me that radio, man.
(scratching)
- Right, we've got two exits.
One from the north and one from the east.
- Alright, split up, check them both.
(lighter flicking)
- This way.
- What's this way?
- Well according to the map, the factory floor
and then outside.
- How the fuck should I know why they're so fucking fast
all of a sudden, fuck!
- [Woman] And you don't have any samples?
- No, funnily enough, all of our samples
are with the cam officer who is fucking dead!
- [Woman] Did you retrieve them?
- My friend shot himself in the face
while we were being chased by dozens of these things.
- [Woman] Jack, we have to ascertain
how the new virus is spread.
- What?
- [Woman] Is it airborne, waterborn?
You know we can't just march in.
- I don't know, Drew was infected by blood contact.
How many times, I could explain all of this back at base.
- [Woman] Stay where you are.
We'll send someone to you.
- Not the east.
- North end, move, go!
(tense music)
- Is It safe?
- No, it fucking isn't.
- Is it clear?
- It's clear, boss.
- Go, go, come on!
- They're just a liability now.
Give me your headset, bring up the course.
Get me the evidence.
Marshal here, I need escort.
They're sending over the course right now.
Good, how long till they get there?
- So how long till they get it?
- They're not coming, are they?
- I didn't say that.
- Fuck!
(mumbling)
It's okay Chief, it's up and down.
(growling)
- They saw us.
- They saw me.
(speaker voice muffled)
- Hey, stand the fuck down.
- We could die here.
We get away.
We don't need anybody else to die on this fucking mission
because of this stupid bitch!
- Don't be a wanker all your life, Scott.
Send for HQ.
- Yeah and how do we get back to HQ?
- Thank God we're safe.
- You send helicopters to save people, girl,
you don't send jets.
- Back down the flight of stairs, it'll be safer there.
- Right, go, get up.
(chattering)
- We're gonna survive this.
Alright, we're gonna get over that fucking wall
and we're not gonna do it because it's our job
or because they say so or because I fucking say so.
Alright?
We're gonna do it because if we didn't
then Drew died for nothing
so you can curl up in this shithole
and die like a little bitch!
Now move!
Go!
(growling)
(banging)
(tense music)
(gun shooting)
(dramatic music)
(exploding)
(screaming)
(jets roaring)
- [Pilot] Base, this is Charlie three from Porosa,
confirmation of successful visual run.
I'm seeing a lot of population on the ground still though.
I might recommend taking out some of the larger structures.
- [Dispatcher] Okay, standby pilot.
Pilot, you are cleared to make a second run.
- [Pilot] Thank you, base.
Starting second run through.
(fire crackling)
(tense music)
(metal clanging)
(grunting)
(screaming)
(fire roaring)
(patting)
(intense music)
(gun shooting)
(skull cracking)
(lights buzzing)
(banging)
(electric zapping)
(adventurous music)
(motorcycle revving)
(growling)
(tires skidding)
(guns shooting)
(blood splattering)
- They're triggering the wall.
- Then let's get back to work, people!
Getting closer.
- [Man] They can't keep up,
their running goes twice as fast.
- Then let's worry about those beacons first.
(alarm sounding)
Run the exodus script.
Look at me, look at me!
There's not gonna be a reinfection on my watch
so just do it!
(guns shooting)
(typing)
- No!
- Run!
(head splattering)
(motorcycle revving)
(motorcycle exploding)
(dramatic music)
(smashing)
(chewing)
- No!
(screaming)
(soft music)
(suspenseful music)
(chewing)
(ax slicing)
(growling)
(spitting)
(tense music)
(stick cracking)
(growling)
(suspenseful music)
(ax slicing)
(grunting)
(lighter flicking)
(tense music)
(door creaking)
(suspenseful music)
(grunting)
- Don't fucking move!
- [Girl] Don't shoot, don't shoot.
- Who are you?
- I was just going--
- I said don't fucking move!
- What the hell?
Everyone's dead, where did you come from?
- Me?
Where'd you come from?
Are you infected?
- No, I--
- How old is that bite?
- Look, I've been bit several times.
I don't know why but I think I'm immune.
Just put the gun down and let me explain.
I was first bit by my boyfriend.
He kept going, he wouldn't stop.
I had, anyway, I didn't turn then
and I've been bit three times since.
Aside from all the blood, bleeding, no problems.
- How is that even possible?
- I don't know, all I know is that I was the only one left,
first guy I find tries to blow my head off.
- Sorry about that.
It's crazy times, you know?
- Tell me about it.
- You got any food?
- Yeah, be my guest.
What are you doing?
- Leaving, we gotta keep on moving.
- Why would we do that?
- You haven't noticed they keep finding us
every couple days?
I'm pretty sure they charge us by smell.
You know, as the only other living person,
you sure have a pretty shitty survival instinct.
I am out of here.
- You know you should probably trust me on this
and I think we should stay here.
- Fine, but we need food.
I lost mine, you only have enough for one person.
(tense music)
Let's try this place.
I don't know why you're being so picky.
(door opening)
(growling)
Oh shit!
(gun shooting)
Nice shot.
- Oh, that's sweet.
(banging)
- Grab your gear, we're out of here.
I just heard a gunshot.
- Yo, we are definitely not getting out this way
so head back the other way.
- Shit, now what?
(heat butting)
- Okay, hold on.
(screaming)
(gun shooting)
Okay, go, go, go!
(tense music)
- Shoot it!
Shoot it!
(biting)
Oh God!
- Don't worry, there's a car back at the house.
- So what, nothing works.
- There's food, first aid kit.
(car beeping)
Get in the car!
(tires screeching)
- Where are we going?
- Don't worry, I know just the place.
- Do you really think we're going to be okay?
- Trust me, no one's gonna be able to find us,
see us, touch us, smell us, anything out here.
How you doing?
- Zombie apocalypse, I'm missing a couple fingers
and I gotta take a piss, how do you think I'm doing?
- I can help you with one of those things.
- Can't do it.
- Can't do it?
- I don't feel safe here, let's go.
So, I wonder how long we'll actually be safe out here.
- Oh don't worry, I'm sure I'll be just fine.
- What?
(gun shooting)
- Yeah, immunity is confirmed.
Got lots of blood samples.
Get out here right away.
Bag her and tag her, boys.
Oh, don't forget to put her on ice.
This girl's got the most important blood in the world.
(bell tolling)
(ominous music)
(door creaking)
(gentle piano music)
(keys jingling)
- Jackie?
Sweetheart, it's David.
(growling)
(chain jangling)
Jackie?
(light switching)
I went shopping, Jackie.
I got all the stuff you like.
(screaming)
Jackie, sweetheart.
It's David.
Do you remember me today?
Is anything coming back, anything?
I had to go to a different butcher shop than before.
The old butcher must know why I was always buying cow legs.
(desk sliding)
(chewing)
I was afraid he was gonna report me to the police.
I didn't want them taking you away.
The police have about a dozen zom--
people like you at the abandoned gas station on 72.
I think one of them was George McIntyre.
It looked like him but can't be sure.
Sally's been asking about you,
wondering when she,
you remember Sally, our little girl?
We took this picture last June
at Mon-zee Adventure Park, remember?
She wanted to go on the roller coaster
but you thought she'd be too scared to do it.
Turned out you screamed more than she did.
Sally really misses her Mommy.
She misses you so badly.
This month she's turning eight.
She told me the only thing she wants for her birthday
is to see you and I told her she could when you got better.
I read the doctors in Germany may have a cure.
They're still testing it but if it works
everyone's going to get it.
Jackie, please.
Try to remember.
Just try a little.
I know that you're in there.
(screaming)
Sweetheart, I was only able to get one today.
Just, Jackie please, try to remember.
Jackie, don't do this.
You're gonna hurt yourself!
Sweetheart please, I am doing this because I love you!
Jackie, don't!
(chain pulling)
(feet tripping)
Jackie, no.
Jackie, don't make me shoot!
Jackie!
(screaming)
(chewing)
(door creaking)
- Daddy?
(growling)
(religious music)
(growling)
(guns shooting)
(suspenseful music)
(ominous music)
(intense music)
(machine guns firing)
(gun misfiring)
(knife slicing)
(exploding)
(motorcycle revving)
(chainsaw revving)
(bodies slicing)
(bodies collapsing)
(dramatic music)
(Asian music)
(chewing)
(glass shattering)
(bazooka firing)
(exploding)
(gentle piano music)
(groaning)
(motorcycle revving)
(bazooka firing)
(gasping)
(exploding)
(chewing)
(screaming)
(bell tolling)
(ominous music)
(growling)
(siren blaring)