Humans rampaging through
the hospital, while EVERY ELECTRIC LIGHT in the place strobes
maniacally, and ORDERLIES & OTHER NURSES are chased down like
rabbits by Patients and beaten to pulp, and
INT. "THERAPY" ROOMS -
- filled with devices that look straight out of the Spanish
Inquisition are trashed to toothpicks, and some of the STAFF
are forced into devices and tortured as PATIENT RECORDS are
sp
Humans like PRATT, a burned out three time looser with a
weight lifters body.
But more than half the prisoners are chrome fingernailed
Androids, sentenced for killing humans on Earth. None of
the Androids wear re-breathers... they dont need them.
RALPH 124C41 is the leader of the Android gang. A HUGE mean
looking droid with metal fingernails and grey eyes, guilty
of brutally murdering more than f
human being in a long-
term way.
SETH
(agreeably)
Thats good.
CUT TO:
INT. SAMS CHICAGO TOWN HOUSE - DAY
An attractive, thirtyish couple, SUZY and GREG are
stocking Sams freezer with enough Ziploc meals for a
months. A number of friends and relatives talk quietly
in the living room beyond. Sam stands alone by a window
that looks into the backyard. We can see a garden of
flowers -- clearly pl
humanity. As he looks out now upon the hostile world, there is already something in his gaze beyond the grasp of any ape. In those dark, deep-set eyes is a dawning awareness-the first intimations of an intelligence which would not fulfill itself for another two million years.
EXT. THE STREAM - THE OTHERS
As the dawn sky brightens, Moonwatcher and his tribe reach the shallow stream.
The Others are
bone.
-Such are his ways.
-Yes, Mother.
The fields are parched.
How will the grains ripen?
Dont lose heart, Hari Bhai.
Well dig into the earth.
Well tear up the earth for water.
lts what l told Bhuvan.
Where is he?
He went out in the morning.
lts time to eat.
Send him home if you see him.
Yes, Mother.
You pests!
lll wring your necks!
Oh, no!
The Great Chicken War again.
Goli, you moron!
See if l
human beings as objects.
Its kind of sordid when you think
of it, when you think it over.
Yeah, well, I dont know.
I havent thought it over.
I dont like to change the subject, but
why do you live in a place like this?
Theres so many
other nice places.
- You really want to know?
- Oh, Im very curious.
Because my real estate agent felt the
altitude would be good for my asthma.
- Oh, my uncle has as
human except for DR.
LAZARUS, a purple reptilian-looking alien. LAREDO is 9. The
crewmates exchange relieved smiles.
FRED
Were alive.
LAREDO
We made it Commander, we made it!
LAZARUS (THE ALIEN)
By Grabthars hammer, we live to tell the tale.
COMPUTER (0.S.)
Systems register functional.
GWEN
All systems are working, Commander. Commander?
They all turn to look at THE COMMANDER, who turns to reveal
the window, we see the tiny figure of Ash picking up a book from a desk.
ASH (V.O.)
I first saw the damn thing at that blasted cabin. The Necronomicon. An ancient Sumarrian text, bound in human flesh and inked in human blood. It contained bizarre burial rites, prophesies... and instruction for demon resurrection. It was never meant for the world of the living.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. CABIN - NIGHT
Land Of The Dead Script
... dead people...
... the recently departed...
Unburied human corpses
are returning to life...
and feeding on the living.
Stay inside.
Do not try
to leave your homes.
They seem to survive
by eating human flesh.
Everyone who dies
will become one of them.
If you are bitten, you will just become
one of them...
that much sooner.
Theyre not your neighbors
and friends
Bones is going to try
once more to shatter steel...
only using the power
of his mighty arms.
Please, ladies and gentlemen,
I want absolute silence...
during the demonstration.
I must beg of you,
for your own safety...
not to look him in the eye...
because his power of concentration
is so great...
that he might provoke
a cerebral hemorrhage...
in the weaker ones among you.
Mr. One, ready?
And now,