The End Of Days

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In Chapter 24 of ZOMBIE & JULIET, Jool convinces black ops commando Ginger Jones to help her see if her family is still alive after the zombie attack. Meanwhile, Rommy and the revolutionaries make their way uptown on the abandoned subway tracks. We then cut to our favorite news anchors, who are having a little bit of a meltdown ...


EXT. MANSION ROOFTOP - NIGHT
Jool's hands SLIP, and she
PLUMMETS DOWN to the ground --

where Ginger deftly
CATCHES her in her arms.

JOOL
Holy shit.
(beat)
Thanks.

Ginger puts her down. Smiles.

GINGER
No problem, Miss.

JOOL
(stares at her uniform)
Who ARE you?

GINGER
If I told you,
I’d have to kill you.
(stares at her)
You’re infected.

JOOL
Please don’t shoot me.

GINGER
Relax. I’m part of a
Mont secret black ops cell.
We find and hide the infected
until we can find a cure.

JOOL
Wow. That’s -- great.
(closes her eyes)
I feel like I’m
going to pass out --

GINGER
C’mon. Let’s find a place
where you can rest.

JOOL
(eyes FLY OPEN)
NO. I can’t leave.
Rommy’s going to be
here any minute.

GINGER
Who’s Rommy?

She pulls out the picture.
Shows it to Ginger.

JOOL
My boyfriend.
(points at her building)
I want to see
if my family is okay.
Would you come with me?

GINGER
Sure. Lead the way.

INT. SUBWAY TUNNEL - NIGHT
The hand cart continues going north.
Everyone stares ahead silently.

Gaga turns, looks at Rommy.
He stares at the picture.

Sighs. Puts it away.
Sees Gaga looking at him.

GAGA
How you feeling?

ROMMY
Like I’m swimming
in a big vat of 'fuck you.'

GAGA
(feels his forehead)
You’re burning up --

ROMMY
I’ll be okay.
I just need to see Jool.

GAGA
We’ll find her. I promise.
Then we’ll make some
more of the vaccine --

JAG
SHIT.

MONSTER
FUCK ME.

Rommy and Gaga turn and look.
The tunnel ahead has been
WALLED UP WITH BRICKS.

BRICK
End of the line.
Guess we’re gonna
have to go above-ground.

ROMMY
Where are we?

BRICK
Forty-second street.

JAG
Fucking GREAT.

GAGA
Why did they wall it up?

BRICK
Fucking KAPPS like to
keep out illegal immigrants.

ROMMY
Oh, YEAH?
(raises his fist in the air)
Gimme your tired, poor,
huddled masses
yearning to KICK ASS.
(off their looks)
What. What you looking at?

INT. NEWS STUDIO - NIGHT
Brock and Nobu sit at their news desk.
Look scared.

Brock absently shuffles papers.
Nobu sips from her coffee mug.

BROCK
This just in, the republic
is now in a state of complete chaos.
We urge everyone to STAY INSIDE --

NOBU
Fuck it, Brock. What’s the use?
It’s Armageddon. Judgment day.
The end of days.
(hiccups)
You know? Fuck it.
We might as well jump off the roof --

Brock GRABS her mug. Smells it.

BROCK
(sharp whisper)
What were you told about
DRINKING on the job?

Nobu GRABS the mug back.

NOBU
It’s the END OF THE FUCKING WORLD, Brock.
And I’m gonna have a FUCKING COCKTAIL,
so DEAL with it.

She drains it.
Reaches under the desk.

Brings up a bottle.
Pours some more.

Brock stares in the camera.
Blinks.

BROCK
We now go to Paul David Brazill,
our man on the street, who --
(listens to his ear piece)
He’s dead -- ?
(looks into the camera)
We’ll be right back
after this word from our sponsor.

He exhales.
Assumes the camera is off.
But it isn’t.

BROCK
You fucking LUSH --

NOBU
Can it, pretty boy.
Don’t think I don’t know about
your Columbian BOOGER SUGAR.
(beat)
Hey. Gimme a bump of that --

Brock turns red.
Looks to his right,
then his left.

Pulls a snifter out of his pocket.
Hands it to her.

BROCK
Here.
Maybe this will help even you out.

Nobu grins maniacally.
GRABS it. HONKS a hit.
Then another.

NOBU
WHOO, that’s good shit.
I feel like DANCING --