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Sorry, no unauthorized vehicles beyond this point.
You need to turn around.
Our son is in Pretty Lake.
He was visiting my sister, and he got caught up in the quarantine.
We just... we just really need to know he's okay.
He's our only son. He's just 14. He can't take care of himself.
Please let us in.
Nobody goes in or out. No exceptions.
Listen, we... we don't expect to come out.
Turn your car around. Don't make me ask you again!
Whatever is going on in there is not right, and you know it.
- [gun cocking] - Move, now!
[man] This isn't right.
[boys chuckling]
[indistinct chatter]
- [boy] Yeah, a'ight, boys! - [boys chuckling]
You guys must be real badass, coming this close to a leper colony.
[soldier] Go back to Pretty Lake, kid.
One word, "airborne."
[all laughing]
- [guns cocking] - Move! Get going.
Whoa! I'm just trying to spread the love.
Yeah, real big of you, pointing guns at kids, man.
[man] There's no guards here.
[woman] We can't leave him in there.
[inaudible]
Hey, stranger!
- Hey. - [softly] Hey, buddy.
Hi. How you doing?
Is he okay?
He's fine.
I mean, he's hungry, but... he's fine.
You coming or going?
I don't know.
I'm just kind of... looking at school,
finding it hard to believe we used to complain about the cafeteria food.
Yeah, I'd kill for one of those burgers now.
This place is going to hell, isn't it?
Yeah, it's been that way for a while.
You know, and winter's not helping the cause.
I'll see you, little bro.
I like that on him. What, did you kill a bear for that?
- [both laugh] - I'll see you later.
Bye.
Oh!
[groans]
- [Jason crying] - [Wiley exhales]
[groans]
[exhales]
[electric razor whirring]
[whirring continues]
Adam?
Little bored?
You like it?
Well, I'm a little worried.
- [whirring stops] - Why?
Life has been reduced to the simple things.
Oh, has it?
We've got no responsibility, and we get to sleep in every morning.
[whirring continues]
- Yes! Yeah, that... does sound good. - [chuckles]
[scoffs] I'm gonna get scurvy. I haven't had fruit in weeks.
All the more reason we should leave.
We've been through this a thousand times.
I'm not gonna risk spreading the disease.
- What if we're not actually contagious? - [sighs]
Everything the government's been telling us could be a lie.
- So why not find out? - Oh, my God!
If we start a worldwide epidemic,
are you really gonna be able to live with yourself?
We don't have to.
[Wiley groans]
I was back at the township office this morning, looking at maps.
A mile from the tunnel exit is a farmhouse.
Nothing else around it.
- [Wiley] Who lives there? - I don't know. No idea.
Oh, okay, great. So, we just show up,
wait around for a while, and see if anybody drops dead.
Why not? Isn't that what we're doing here?
No, you don't know the risks involved, okay?
Who's to say the tunnel isn't blocked off?
Who's to say there aren't a million Special Ops waiting to shoot us?
We don't.
But Wiley, every day that goes by,
the math makes less and less sense.
We're running out of food.
The government can come any day to finish us off.
You do what you gotta do, but you don't need me.
I can't do this without you.
Please, Wiley.
Come with me.
Besides...
- what about a future for Jason? - No.
Let's... We're... Don't do that, please.
- You know he's not eating enough. - Adam, please.
Not talking about it isn't gonna make it go away.
Are you willing to watch him starve to death?
[Mark] Come on, seriously?
Hey.
I see you've been shopping.
Back off!
Whoa, relax. I just want my booze back.
Who says it's yours?
Nobody owns shit!
[scoffs] Really, kid?
Look, you can either take what I give you,
or you can walk away with nothing.
- It's your choice. - [breathing heavily]
[boy] Fine. Take it.
[groans]
Ahh! You... you little shit! I'm trying to help you out here!
I don't need any help.
[boy grunts]
[whimpering]
Hey, kid.
No, no, no, no, no. No.
Oh, God.
No, no, no, no. No, no. No, no, no.
Shit! [breathing heavily]
[sighs]
[Adam] I'd offer you some words of comfort, but...
we both know that would be bullshit.
Wow, you're such a romantic.
[sighs] Are you ready?
- No. - Neither am I.
- Careful. - [Wiley groans]
[Jason whimpers]
[country music playing faintly]
[door opens]
Thought you would have run out of booze a long time ago.
What do you want?
I'm hungry.
I've got no food.
Same as you got no booze?
Do I have to make up my own version of events,
or are you gonna tell me what happened last night?
- What are you talking about? - That kid.
- What happened, Mark? - It was an accident.
[sighs] It didn't look like it from where I was standing.
I caught the kid coming out of the bar.
He came at me with a knife.
[sighs] Next thing I knew, he was dead.
Who was he?
No idea.
What do you want?
I want my bar back.
Whatever, the...
bar's worthless now.
- And what do you want? - For shit to stop following me around.
Well, then maybe you should embrace the good things in your life.
Right.
Thanks.
[Mark sighs]
I thought we had something.
We did.
Well, then why did you wreck it?
'Cause that's what I'm good at.
At least you're honest.
[indistinct chatter]
[Franny] Why are we stopping here?
Sam set up the new orphanage upstairs. They need our help.
We're gonna bring some of this...
[grunts] food to them.
Come on, grab one.
[grunts]
[Gord] Who's hungry? Whoo!
[laughs] Come on. Let's go find Sam.
[sighs]
Hey, Samantha.
Hey.
Sorry, but it's just two boxes this week.
Gord, this isn't enough.
We're never gonna make it on this.
[sighs] Look, things are gonna be tight for a while,
but you have enough to survive.
These kids don't understand "enough to survive."
They're really hungry, Gord.
Samantha, if we go into next week's rations,
it's a slippery slope.
Right now, all we gotta do is focus on getting through the winter.
Yeah, I appreciate everything you're doing.
I really do, but we cannot live like this.
We gotta find more food.
[sighs]
- [clamoring] - [McCalister] Come on, Harrison!
We got a lot on this, Harrison. Come on!
[blow landing]
[McCalister] There you go.
[Harrison grunting]
[McCalister] Come on, Harrison!
Hey, hey, hey. That's enough! That's enough!
Back off! I got three grand on this.
Three grand? Harrison, you're getting killed.
That's what you think.
[grunts]
Where'd that money come from?
None of your damn business.
You wanna bet on Har? He never loses.
[clamoring continues]
You in or not, rich boy? No one watches for free.
[grunting]
Had enough?
Thought so!
[panting]
Whoa. Hey, you okay?
Hell, yeah, I'm okay. We just won $3,000.
You do know money's useless inside the fence, right?
Maybe it is... to you.
[sighs]
[crying]
[Pat] Thought you were gonna quit.
[sniffles]
Just get off my ass, man.
You know, I knew you had a death wish, but, you know, sure, go ahead.
Cool. Smoke away.
It's not like I gotta worry about the long-term effects.
Man, you don't know. You might still get out of here someday.
[sniffles] I'm not counting on it.
If I learned anything from your death...
I might as well just enjoy what time I have left, right?
- So I'm gonna smoke away. - Right, 'cause it's...
You know, you were really on the straight and narrow before.
I've been clean for over five weeks now.
- [twig snaps] - [gasps]
You scared the shit out of me.
Sorry, didn't mean to.
I haven't been through this area before.
Well, what are you doing out here?
Searching the abandoned houses for food.
Pretty picked over around my place.
Sorry for your loss. Family?
Yeah. It's my brother.
I'm Ronnie, by the way.
Renee.
Do you want me to go? 'Cause I can go.
Hey, are you cold?
No, not really.
Sort of.
[chuckles softly]
I'm cold.
I just live over there.
It's warm.
Guess it beats freezing my ass off.
Okay, come on.
[sniffles]
- [Adam] I think this is the exit. - [Wiley] Right.
- Yup. - Here?
[grunts] Are you sure this is the right door?
- It was open the last time. - Well, it's locked now.
Okay, I got an idea. Stand back.
Oh, my... You know how to use a gun?
No, not really.
[Wiley groans softly]
- [Jason cries] - Nice shot.
I'm impressed I even hit the door.
[Ronnie] Okay.
So, you're gonna have to prepare yourself.
[inhales deeply] This, uh, kind of sucks.
But...
it's still the best hot chocolate in Pretty Lake.
This is great.
I wish I could you offer you more.
And this...
- this makes everything taste better. - Oh. [Laughs]
Yes, it does.
Cheers?
Cheers.
[Wiley sighing]
This doesn't feel right.
Why is nobody here? It's like we're still inside the fence.
Well, we're not.
Look, the tunnel took us past the minefields.
Let's keep going.
If Special Ops sees us, we're dead meat.
House is this way. Come on.
Richards!
[sighs] You first.
So, how come I've never seen you before?
Is that your version of "do you come here often"?
[chuckles]
I don't know, maybe?
Seriously, though, I've never seen you.
Where do you live?
Near the fence over by Marshall's Corners.
No, I don't know that area.
It's nice. You'd like it.
Yeah.
I'm sure I would.
- [door opens] - [Tracey sighs]
Ronnie, can you please not leave your gun in my truck?
[sighing] Oh. Sorry. I didn't realize we had company.
I'm Tracey.
Renee.
Don't worry, I'm his sister.
So what are you guys up to?
- Tracey, can I talk to you for a second? - Yeah, sure.
In the other room?
[sighs]
[softly] Come on, Tracey.
Please, all right? I think I'm gonna get laid.
[scoffs] Seriously? Where am I supposed to go?
Well, I don't know. Take a drive.
I worked at the orphanage all night. I'm exhausted.
Don't punish me because you're not getting any.
Do you even know her?
Did you see that girl?
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please.
Ugh, Ronnie.
- You owe me. - Sure. Whatever.
Renee?
[Tracey scoffs]
My gun. Are you serious?
Renee?
She's gone.
- You sure know how to pick 'em. - [softly] Yeah.
[Adam] The farmhouse is just across the field.
We're almost there.
[camera whirring]
[groans]
- Hey, are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
[Jason crying]
This is the last stash of food, Gord. Are you sure about this?
We need to do all that we can for those kids.
Right now, we're just gonna head in here,
grab some supplies, and bring them to the orphanage, okay?
What happens next? You said it yourself.
- [Gord] Damn it! - What?
No, no, no.
We lost everything!
This room was full this morning!
[sighs] Well, they left us peaches. [sniffs]
Damn it! Come on, Franny.
[sighing heavily] I can't do this. We gotta go.
What? Where are we gonna go?
Back home?
To the next town over and risk thousands of lives?
No, of course not. That's not what I meant.
We just... Look, you don't know who lives inside there.
Why should they die?
Why is my life more important than theirs?
Wiley... this isn't just about our lives.
This is about everyone back home.
If we're not contagious, all those people could be free.
We could save hundreds of lives.
We gotta do this.
[softly] Okay.
[rock music playing in the distance]
[music continues loudly]
[indistinct chatter]
You know, I hear you've been, um...
paying guards for food from the outside.
Explains all the cash bets.
What do you want?
Ten thousand. I want in.
You're just gonna screw it up for us.
No, actually, I'm making it easier.
There's plenty more where that came from.
Fine.
You don't talk to anyone.
We negotiate all the deals.
Fine.
So long as you know there's a much bigger play here.
[chuckles] Yeah. I'm way ahead of you on that, man.
$10,000 can buy us a lot of cheeseburgers.
[both chuckle]
Actually, I'm thinking of something bigger.
Freedom.
[wind howling]
Oh, hello.
Can I help you?
Uh, our car actually, uh, broke down about a mile up the road.
And we just, uh, we need to use a... a phone.
Kids going somewhere without a cell phone?
- That's a first! - [Wiley] Yeah...
- Mr. Genius here forgot the chargers. - [sighing] Men.
- Terrible with details. - [Jason whimpering]
That baby must be frozen. Let's get him inside.
What, with the fence going up and all that,
it's been a long time since I've had any visitors.
It's gone! Everything is gone!
What are you talking about?
I had a week's worth of rations in the house on Wakeland...
and you're the only other person who knew about it.
I didn't take your stuff.
Everything I had in there was for the orphanage.
Because no one else is looking out for those kids.
That's because everyone else is trying to take care of themselves.
You're the only one interested in being a martyr.
Where's the food?
I didn't steal from your kids, Gord!
Okay, okay. Not to state the obvious or anything,
but you store food in an abandoned house in a town that's basically starving,
and you are surprised that it's gone?
Besides, don't you have enough cows at your place to last this out?
I have one cow left.
Well, it's easy to be so generous when you've got that as a backup, isn't it?
Thanks for stopping by, Gord.
[sighs] Did you?
I hope you two are hungry. Help yourself!
Thank you so much.
- [Wiley] Mmm. - [Adam chewing]
A little hungry?
- We missed lunch today. - [Adam] Mmm-hmm.
[Jason whining]
[vehicle approaching]
Looks like we have company.
Sorry to bother you, ma'am.
We're looking for two people who may have escaped Pretty Lake.
[indistinct radio chatter]
Weren't we promised the fence is secure?
Ma'am, have you seen anyone?
[Wiley gasping]
Would you fellas like to come in for coffee?
I made a fresh pot.
Ma'am, please answer our questions.
Have you seen these kids?
Actually, I have.
[Adam] Oh, shit!
[officer] The house is clear.
About how long ago was this?
Uh... maybe about 45 minutes ago. Out on Highway six.
Thank you for your help, ma'am. Let's go.
[officer] Let's move out.
Sit down. I'll make you some proper food.
The way you went after all that food... Whoo!
My guess is the government is also lying about bringing in supplies.
The government is telling people they're feeding us?
More food than you can possibly eat,
that your every need is taken care of and that they're very close to a cure.
Why are they lying?
Oh, sweetie, I wish I knew.
Let's do it.
What are you doing? You can't be here right now!
Security's elevated. Stay back!
[Harrison] Are you sure? There's 200 grand in here.
What do you want for it?
[Wiley] This just doesn't make any sense.
They try to kill us, but they tell the world that they're feeding us?
Doesn't anybody care?
Oh, quite the opposite. There have been protests.
Demands for access.
And what does the government say?
That communications have been cut from the inside.
That this has all the hallmarks of an act of terrorism.
People actually believe that?
It's gotta be some sort of a cover-up.
They keep telling us that nothing can be done
without the risk of infecting the entire world.
- [Jason crying] - You want some milk?
Thanks, it honestly just hurts his stomach.
He only likes his formula, and this is the last of it here.
Then I'll go to the store and get you some formula.
Oh, Sandra...
I don't think that's a good idea.
Because now I might be infected.
[sighs] Hey.
[Chuck] Hey.
[both sigh heavily]
- [Chuck] Long day. - [kisses]
[Samantha exclaims]
If working there isn't birth control, I don't know what is.
- [both chuckle] - Hey, um...
Look, there's something I need to tell you.
I think I already know.
Harrison told me.
I mean, he didn't want to leave without saying goodbye.
Why didn't you tell me before?
Look, it didn't seem fair to involve you, Sam.
- And I know you'd just worry about it. - I am worried!
But I'm coming.
[stammering] Really?
Do... do you think I'm gonna let my brother
and boyfriend just take off without me?
Look, if we get out, we can get help and food.
Okay.
[breathing heavily] Okay, so what's the plan?
[Samantha] A military van?
[exhales] I don't know about this.
We won't get detected.
This'll work, Sam.
It has to. But I need your help.
How?
Well, someone needs to drive the van.
[exhales heavily]
God, Sandra's a saint.
She hates the government as much as we do.
Can you imagine if we knocked on the door of somebody
who was on the government's side?
We might be dead.
[Jason coos]
You sound happy.
Well...
we made it.
We're outside Pretty Lake.
Sandra's been exposed to us for five hours, and she isn't dead.
Are you surprised?
- Aren't you? - Actually, yeah.
Hey, this is unbelievable.
Let's not get ahead of ourselves. [chuckles]
You know who else isn't dead?
Us?
Exactly.
Now, you just jinxed it. [laughs]
- [Jason coos] - [Adam] Good man.
Okay.
Oh, yeah.
Wait.
You did good.
Thanks.
[door opens and closes]
- [Gord] Franny? - In here!
- What ya makin'? - Dinner.
Where'd this stuff come from?
I found it.
Honest!
Where?
Why does it matter?
You know why it matters. We can't be hoarding food.
I'm not!
Franny, there's enough stuff here for five meals.
We'll take our share and bring the rest to the orphanage.
No, we won't!
For once, can't we just take care of ourselves?
This is my food, and I'll do what I want with it.
You know better.
- You don't want any? - No!
[door opens and closes]
[Wiley groans]
[breathing heavily]
[groans]
Gord?
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Look, Franny, it has to be done.
Gord, no! Have you lost your mind?
Well, we can't just let those kids starve!
Stop! She's my cow, too. Don't I get a say in any of this?
Franny, the sooner you stop being so selfish,
the sooner you'll realize this is the right thing to do.
No! She's all we've got left. You're not killing my cow!
No!
Gord, no, please!
- No! You can't do this! - Franny, get out of the way.
Franny, out of the way!
No! Stop!
Franny, we need to lead by example.
You have to go through me first.
Out of the way!
- No! - Franny!
[gun cocking]
Gord, please, no. Don't do it.
[cow mooing]
Please, Gord, don't do this.
- I'm sorry. - [mooing continues]
[gun clicks]
[gun fires]
[Franny] Gord!
[Franny crying softly]
Hey, Sandra. We wanted to make you some breakfast...
No...
No, Sandra.
No, please...
Adam! No...
No, Sandra! Please!
[Jason crying]
- Hey, I'm sorry. - [sobbing] No!
We both made the decision.
I should have just stayed at Pretty Lake. I chose this.
Hey.
God, we killed an innocent person.
I'm not going back there.
Well, what else are we gonna do?
It's a death sentence.
Yeah, so is the alternative, for the rest of the planet.
We gotta go... before it's too late.
Come on.
You kids got the money?
[Wiley panting]
[helicopters flying]
- [Adam] Come on. - [Wiley panting]
Okay, okay... [breathing heavily]
[breath trembling]
[whispering] Come on. Come on.
Throw the bag over the fence, and I'll get your stuff.
[Harrison] There's 200 grand in here. It's too heavy.
You gotta open the gate.
Don't you want to count it?
[tablet beeping] _
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[gate unlocking]
[Richards] Stay right there.
Don't move.
[Harrison] Aw, puppy.
[puppy whimpering]
- Whoa! Hey! Hey! - [man] Hey!
- Hey! Get back! Get back. - [man] Okay.
Put the gun down, man. Look...
- Get back! - Hey, I don't want any trouble, please.
Who are you?
- My name is Liam Cullen. - What do you want?
- She asked you a question! - Okay, just... just relax.
Okay? Just...
Look, I'm trying to get into Pretty Lake, okay.
I have a cure for the virus.
[breath trembling]
Come on.
[puppy whimpering]
All right, both of you, step back.
[whimpering continues]
[boy] Hey, buddy. Come here.
[groaning]
Code 13. We have a breach.
Shit.
[groaning]
Come on. Come on.
- [weakly] I trusted you. - Hey, come on.
Come on!
[grunting]
[Harrison] Okay.
[Chuck shouts indistinctly]
[Harrison] Let's go.
[Chuck] Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Drive! Drive!
[tires squealing]
[door slams]
- Put it back. - What? No!
Grab him.
Put... put the dog back! Put it back! Give it to me!
- No, I want it! - [puppy whimpering]
[Harrison] Chuck, come on!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
[engine revving]
Drive!
[tires squealing]
There is no cure.
Yes, there is. Okay? I can prove it.
You're lying.
If there was, the quarantine would be over.
Adam, put down the gun.
How do you know his name?
I worked with your father.
- Wrong answer. - [cocks gun]
[rumbling]
Come on!
[Wiley screaming]