Shaun of the Dead 2: Return of the Living Ed
By
Laurie A. Kuntz
Opening Sequence roughly eight months after Z day
Scene opens on a close-up of Shaun…he is staring straight ahead seeming to be lost in thought…he is wearing a white shirt…red tie…and all in all looks much the same as he did before…A door opens out of camera view…
Voice-
Shaun…(pause then a little louder) ...Shaun
He lifts his head a little looking towards the door as we pan back to find him seated in a small office…
Shaun-
I'm sorry Stephen…what?
A younger guy dressed much the same as Shaun is standing there in the open door half in and half out…
Stephen-sighs a little
I said…it's closing time, do you want me to stick around and help you lock up?
Shaun looks a little surprised glancing toward a small clock on the wall…
Shaun-
Closing time…already….(shakes his head a little looking back at the young guy smiling briefly) Uh…no …no worries I can take care of it…you go on ahead and go…(the young guy turns to walk away) Liz didn't by chance call did she?
Stephen-
No one called…(Shaun nods his head at this and the young guy leaves)
Shaun emerges from the store pausing to lock the door…the young guy and another employee, a young woman are standing a little ways before the store talking and smoking…
Shaun-glances their way
See you both tomorrow….
Both-
Night….
Shaun walks away….
Cut to scene of Shaun opening the gate to the house…he pauses picking up the newspaper and glances at the front of it opening it up as he steps inside the door…pausing to turn on the light in the foyer…sets his keys down…glances toward the phone machine all the while studying the paper. He walks into the kitchen…seemingly oblivious to the mess that is everywhere as he walks toward the fridge…opening the door and pulling out a beer…he closes the door and walks away not noticing the bloody handprint on the front of the fridge…still looking at the paper he crosses back across the foyer toward the living room…
Shaun-scarcely lifting his eyes from the paper
Liz…?
He moves into the living room tripping absently over something…this room too is tore up….and without noticing or so much as glancing around he moves toward the TV turning it on and seating himself on the couch…still looking at the newspaper as he pops his beer and takes a sip of it…
Shaun-
Liz (calls once more seeming to take great interest in something on the paper)
From nearby…the curtain over the window blows in…stirred by a breeze and we see the window is gone…Shaun turns the page on the newspaper….
Shaun-
Liz…you home?
He continues reading the paper for a few minutes until all at once a noise outside draws his attention and he lowers the paper a little.
Shaun-
Liz…?
At this…Shaun takes note of the curtain blowing in…he rises walking toward it seeming to see the debris around him as well…At the window he lifts the curtain seeming almost a little scared and at the sight of it shattered, the wood itself broken in he lifts his eyes toward the back shed to see the door broken, hanging from the hinges…He turns, wide eyed then …and after a few seconds hesitation…breathing hard… he hurries from the living room tripping over broken items and stumbling into the foyer glancing back at the debris…
Shaun-looking toward kitchen then the stairs
Liz…
This time he says the word louder…sounding fearful and near tears. He moves toward the stairs pausing at the sight of a bloody handprint on the wall… He hurries up the stairs as the camera does a slow close-up on the handprint and from the background we hear him calling Liz's name frantically…a door opens …then Shaun screams Liz's name…fade out the scene…
Opening credits for Shaun of the Dead 2...show bits and pieces from the last movie…zombies. Shaun's friends etc…(Suggestions...song Zombie Panic from Zombies at my neighbors…show bits of the game but have the character look like Shaun and be joined by a girl character that resembles Sam)
Two Years later:
Scene reopens: Camera focused on video game being played, there is music in the background Drop the guns-Billy Talent camera pans back as game ends and a person walks away to reveal a dimly lit pub…four guys…locals it appears are seated at the bar looking up at the TV that is talking about an American film company making a movie in Crouch End about Zday…report shows pics from the scene where the movie is being made…etc….
Harvey-(older man….mid seventies…almost looks like an old fisherman)
(Snorts in annoyance slamming down his cup)) Bloody Americans…never leave well enough alone…two years it's been and just when things are starting to get back to normal they come round and stir it all back up. Why can't they make a movie about their Z day or whatever the hell it is they called it over there?
Benjamin-(mid fifties)
Not enough people died to make it truly interesting for movie goers…kids today wanna see blood and gore….especially blood and gore based on true events.
Harvey-
Yeah…you got that right….still…
Denny-youngest of the four mid forties appears to be not so intelligent)
I heard a rumor the army was using this whole… movie thing as a cover up so they can go out and round up whatever stray zombies there might really be left out there….
All three men turn in his direction staring at him for a second before beginning to laugh…
Harvey-chuckling
You're starting to sound just like those conspiracy nuts you are always talking to… last week you were spouting off about the government doing secret experiments with the dead….now covert round ups…what next Denny…?
Ezekiel-aka Zeke last of the four chuckles softly
Besides…don't you think…if there were any zombies left…someone, somewhere would have taken note of them at some time…?
Denny-seems to think on this for a second then smiles
Yeah…guess you're right…I mean they would have had to eat….and as far as I know there ain't been a whole lot of chewed up bodies lying around…
All the men stop smiling at this except Denny…
Harvey-with a shake of his head
Now that's just. morbid Denny…really… (Takes a sip of his drink and As if on cue…the door to the pub opens and a figure walks in, unseen for the moment Harvey glances in the direction of the newcomer) Speaking of morbid…. (Harvey gestures with his head and the others turn just as Shaun walks up to the bar and seats himself sighing softly. Harvey looks toward Denny giving him a nod and Denny smiles walking away toward the jukebox….
Shaun-to the bartender Fred
Pint please….
Harvey-
Afternoon there Shaun….
Shaun-glances toward them looking less than thrilled
Harvey, Zeke, Ben….
Harvey-gestures toward the TV
We were just talking about the movie they're making round the block from here…
Shaun-runs a hand over his face looking tired
Oh…yeah….they're actually shooting it about three doors down from me…been doing my best to ignore it…
Ben-
Really…and they haven't yet asked you…our local hero… to be in it…?
The three of them laugh at this and Shaun forces a smile taking the pint from the bartender and telling him thanks…
Harvey-turns fully in Shaun's direction
Tell me something Shaun…there's a rumor going round that this whole movie thing is just a cover for the army to go out and round up stray zombies left from Z day…think there's anything to that?
Shaun-shrugs a little glancing at Harvey
Oh…well…How would I know?(sips his drink turning away again)
Harvey-
Well...we just thought…you being an expert on the walking dead and all…that maybe you had some insight into this notion…
Shaun looks at them seriously….
Shaun-(shrugs)
Anything is possible I suppose…
Harvey-
Yeah….I suppose…
Zeke-
You haven't seen any zombies…have you Shaun…hanging around…?
Shaun-attempts to laugh this off
Only those in the movie…
Harvey-in a low, almost menacing voice as he leans a little in Shaun's direction
Yeah…but if you think about it Shaun…really think about it I mean…what if they aren't all actors….? (Shaun sips his lager seeming to swallow hard as he glances forward for a moment then looks back at Harvey) A real one could slip in….and truth be told no one would be the wiser until… (Shaun is staring at him looking almost frightened) Until …it was too late…
All at once Denny clamps a hand down on Shaun's shoulder and he jumps to his feet spilling some of his lager….they all start laughing uproariously at this….Shaun slaps at his pants looking less than amused…a figure steps out from a door behind the bqr pausing in the shadows for a moment.
Voice from across the room behind the bar-American
Alright guys…that's enough…leave him alone….
A dark haired woman appears …mid thirties…pretty…
Harvey-still laughing…as are the others…glances in her direction
Oh come on then Sam…we were just having him on…he knows that…don't you Shaun….(looks back toward Shaun)
Shaun-
Yeah… (Chuckles a little hollowly) Sure….
Shaun grabs a napkin from the bar and tries drying at his pants…
Sam-walks to bar looking at the guys a little sternly
Yeah… well…jokes over….you've had your fun….now why don't the four of you go into the back and play a round…on me…(she sets some change on the bar and Harvey nods taking it…seeming to be trying to catch his breath)
Harvey-still chuckling
Alright… alright….no hard feelings then Shaun.
The four of them filter past still laughing…Denny as he passes makes a jump at Shaun saying boo then laughs harder moving away….Shaun continues to work at the wet spot on his pants with a paper napkin…as he reseats himself
Sam-grabs a cloth from behind the bar
Here…try this….
Shaun-accepts the cloth
Thanks Sam…..
Sam-takes his half empty cup moving to refill it
S'alright…. (She returns with the full pint setting it before him as he sets the cloth on the counter) Why do you let them do that to you…?
Shaun-seems a little embarrassed and annoyed
It was just a joke…they don't mean anything by it…no worries…
Sam-
Funny…I didn't see you laughing …. (He glances at her before lowering his eyes to his pants once more and she sighs leaning on the bar before him)Let's face it Shaun…Harvey's an asshole...he'd shit on his mother if he thought it would give his buddies a chuckle…the only way to deal with someone like him is to look him straight in the eye and tell him to…
Harvey- from the back in a loud voice to one of the guys with him
Piss of then…
Sam gestures toward the back smiling a little and Shaun chuckles
Sam-
My thoughts exactly….
Shaun-still smiling a little
Yeah well…I haven't really felt all that confrontational as of late…. (He averts his eyes a little seeming lost in thought for a moment…a slow almost sad smile crossing his face) When I was a kid…my mum used to tell me go along to get along… I never really understood what that meant until recently …That's what I do now…I go along….
He sips his beer and Sam draws back a little looking at him…
Sam-
Oh Shaun… (Sounds a little pitiful) life is about more than just going along….or getting along for that matter
Shaun-looks up at her for a moment sipping his lager
Yeah…I used to believe that as well….(Sam opens her mouth to say something but is interrupted before she can)
Harvey-from the back of the room
Sam...love...you think you can take break from chatting up your boyfriend and get us some more drinks back here…it's like the damn Sahara…
Sam- rises to a standing position looking a little embarrassed as she looks to the back
Harvey….piss off then…. (She gives Shaun a wink and he smiles a little at this as Sam moves away)
Harvey-to his friends as he leans over the pool table to make a shot
Piss off says she…cheeky monkey…her uncle John would have never talked to me like that….
Sam rounds the bar with a tray of drinks as Shaun rises
Shaun-
See…I'm not the only one they have on…. (He reaches in his pocket and pulls out some money sitting it on the bar) Have a nice night Sam…
Sam-
Yeah…you too Shaun (she watches him leave…following him with her eyes in the back Harvey elbows Ben and the two of them look from Sam to where Shaun can be seen disappearing past the window as he walks away….)
Harvey-
Can we get those drinks sometime today Sam…?
Sam- pulls herself from her thoughts
Yeah…yeah I'm coming….
She takes the drinks back….and Harvey takes a sip from his as she gives the guys theirs and as she's walking away he steps toward her retreating form…
Harvey-with a wry grin
Watch yourself with that one Sam…you never know who or what he might have chained up out in his garden…(they all begin to laugh)
Sam-turns back to him
Remind me again Harvey why it is I don't kick your ass out of here …
Harvey-
Cause your uncle and I were best friends….
Sam-shakes her head
No…that's not why….it's cause every bar has to have one obnoxious drunk to remind the other patrons just how sad and depressing their lives may one day be(Harvey stops laughing as do the other guys)…and you were elected to be him for the Phoenix….Guard your position well though… (She points toward the others) these guys are gaining on you…
She walks away and they stare after her not laughing…
Harvey-
Damn cheeky monkey….
Scene reopens with Shaun walking through the street…(Song-Here we go again by Paramore) Shaun crosses the street, walks beside a hedgerow and turns the corner near his house coming face to face with a ghastly looking zombie…he jumps looking a little frightened…as the zombie steps aside
Zombie-as Shaun sort of inches around him
Oh…sorry mate…didn't mean to scare you…
Shaun-with a half smile and a shrug
S'alright…
He continues on…nearly colliding with another then finally seeming to wade through a whole ocean of them several standing around smoking…he finally reaches his house...hurrying through the gate and inside slamming the door behind him….standing with his back pressed against it breathing a little hard.
Voice from the next room-
I see you made it through the gauntlet out there….
Shaun steps around the corner to the living room on the sofa sits a middle aged man with reddish brown curly hair….he is barefooted leaning back on the couch cutting his toenails….
Shaun-looks a little disgusted
Yeah…it's starting to get a bit tedious…three weeks of this is just about enough…Do you have to do that right there…?
Jake-(Shaun's flat mate) Looks up at him
What…it's not like I leave them laying around or anything…(he rips off a toenail and pops it into his mouth and Shaun looks at him seeming completely grossed out) Didn't you get off work two hours ago…what took you so long to get home?
Shaun seats himself glancing toward a shelf where there are pics of his mum, Phil, David, Di, and him and Liz as well as Ed
Shaun-
I …dropped round the cemetery, was gonna put some fresh flowers out…but Liz's parents were there already…wasn't in the mood for that…so I gave em a toss and went to the pub instead… (He leans forward and leafs through the mail)
Jake-glances at him
Harvey and his blokes in there today?
Shaun-
Yeah…
Jake-
They give you your usual dose of bullshit…?
Shaun-sighs leaning back in his seat
Yeah…
Jake-shakes his head peeling another toenail off
Why you keep putting up with it Shaun…? I mean you go in there nearly every day knowing they'll be there…knowing they are gonna give you shit…why not just…go somewhere else or better yet…tell them to fuck off.
Shaun -looks again toward the shelf
Liz and I used to go in there all the time…when it was the Winchester…and even after…right up until…(he breaks off his words shaking his head for a moment and Jake sighs looking at him)
Jake-hesitates for a moment then smiles
You sure that's it Shaun…or do you maybe go in there for something else…say …to see a certain American girl who shall remain nameless.
Shaun-turns to him
What…? You mean Sam..? (Makes a derisive noise) Anyway she's not American…she was born here…lived in Crouch End for a time remember…right up until her parents divorced and her mum took her to the US…
Jake-
For not being interested…you sure have a lot of her life history down cold…
Shaun-shrugs a little at this
Yeah well…we're friends…or at the very least…sort of friendly. Besides, I know an awful lot about you as well…doesn't mean I want to date you…
Jake-
Who said anything about dating her…? (Smiles in Shaun's direction pulling off another toe nail and putting it into his mouth)
Shaun-looks grossed
Uh…I can't watch this anymore… (Rises and walks from the room)
Jake-calls after him
Hey…I cleaned em first…..
Shrugs his head a little then pops another toe nail into his mouth…
Scene reopens…it's night time, Shaun is asleep…he tosses and turns a little …seeming almost to be having a bad dreams…all at once he sits…bolt upright…taking a deep breath…looking frightened a little as he glances around…with a sigh he tosses the blankets off and runs a hand over his neck as he swings his feet to the floor and rises…Shaun emerges downstairs dressed only in shorts and a t shirt…he pads through the foyer and into the kitchen…opening the fridge and reaching in for a bottle of juice…he rises taking a drink of it and from behind him a shadowed figure is suddenly there…an outline framed (the size and shape of Ed) not clearly seen. Shaun puts the juice back and closes the fridge…noticing a bloody handprint on the front of it…he also seems to sense there is something behind him and slowly turns…going wide eyed at the figure that all at once lifts a hand in his direction….
Cut to Shaun opening his eyes and sitting up. Looking frightened and disoriented …he casts a glance around his room and sighs wearily tossing his blankets aside and putting his feet on the floor….Once again Shaun emerges downstairs…dressed only in shorts and a t-shirt he walks toward the kitchen…opening the fridge and reaching inside…this time he pulls out a soda and closes the fridge door which is devoid of any blood…still he turns hastily looking over his shoulder but sees nothing there…with yet another sigh and a shake of his head he walks from the kitchen with the soda popping the top and taking a long drink as he crosses toward the living room…passing by the front window casting a glance in that direction before continuing on…then he stops dead…stepping back and turning to the window fully...the coke in his hand seemingly forgotten for a moment as with a curious expression on his face he turns and walks toward the window where the curtain is slightly askew…he pushes it aside a little staring out…and there in the middle of the street…not far off…he spots a figure lurching along…he stares wide eyed with fear for several moments then hastily turns from the window…crossing to the foyer where he pauses long enough to retrieve his infamous cricket bat from an umbrella stand nearby…he then opens the door and steps outside…opening the gate and walking into the road which is now empty…he does a complete turn looking around…he is breathing hard with nervousness and fear…but still…sees nothing…fade out on him….
Cut to Sam in the pub…she is lifting chairs from the floor putting them on the tables…she then reaches for a broom and begins sweeping…all at once the jukebox comes on loudly(Song-Ghost Town-the Specials) she jumps…turning to look a it…sighing nervously…
Sam-
Fucking random….
Hastily she sets the broom aside and walks over to the juke. Pulling it from the wall and crouching down beside it….above her in the window a silhouette lurches into view…and as she unplugs the juke and rises turning away…she takes note of it…staring for a moment before finally stepping forward and pulling back the curtain…on the other side stands a zombie and she jumps fearfully…
Zombie-
Sorry bout that love….you closed…?
Sam-looks embarrassed and perhaps a bit relieved as well
Yeah…closed….
Zombie-raises a gnarled hand to her in a wave
Alright then…sorry again…
He turns and walks away and with a nervous chuckle Sam lets the curtain fall….walking back and retrieving the broom…after a few seconds, yet another silhouette appears…this time she doesn't notice until a hand hit's the window and hastily she looks up…seeming quizzical and maybe a little frightened as well…
Sam-
I already told you….we're closed…
Again the hand hits the window and she sighs shakily setting the broom aside again and walking over to the window, pulling the curtain back
Sam-
I said we're….(she breaks off her words as she comes face to face with a different zombie…this one looks a lot more rotted, bones show through his cheek and there is blood dried and otherwise on his torn clothes…for several seconds she looks at him as he lifts his hand and hits the glass once more leaning close) Hey…like I already told your friend there…we're closed…
The zombie hits the window again and she takes a step back…staring at him seriously…he then turns and lurches away and she steps toward the window once more looking out…seeming a little nervous…and extremely shaken..
Sam-
Fucken actors….
She lets the curtain fall and walks away retrieving the broom and glancing back at the window once more before beginning to sweep yet again….
Shaun is seated in a small office he has a pen in his hand but is simply staring off as if lost in thought when all at once the sound of loud music startles him (Song Banquet-Bloc Party) He rises from his seat stepping out of the office and approaching stereos where a young kid dressed in a white shirt and tie is bouncing his head to the music, while beside him a couple looks on almost stunned. Shaun reaches forwards shutting off the stereo and looking toward the couple who have already turned and begun to walk away…
Shaun-calling after them
Sorry about that…(he turns to the kid) My office…now…
The kid sighs and walks away and Shaun follows him…from the front the young couple leaves at the same time Sam from the pub enters…glancing around and moving toward the counter. Cut to Shaun in his office pacing a bit and looking at the kid…
Shaun-
I've told you repeatedly this is not your personal playground…you do not sell stereos by deafening the customers with that… that noise you call music…
Kid-looks bored
Sorry sir…
Shaun looks at him sighing softly, opening his mouth to say something else as the door opens and the kid from the counter sticks his head in…
Kid from counter-
Shaun…customer…
Shaun-looks at him angrily
That's Mr. Riley and I'm sorry what is the policy about opening my door without knocking first…?
Kid from counter-shrugs a little
Not to…(second kid chuckles at this covering his mouth and lowering his eyes as Shaun looks at him)
Shaun-
We'll continue this discussion later…(kid nods) Get back on the floor…(he walks past the kid from the counter who continues to stare at Shaun)
Kid from counter-
And the customer…? She's still waiting …Mr. Riley…(sarcastically)
Shaun-
I'm a little busy here…can't you deal with her( waves in his direction as he moves toward his desk)
Kid-with a shrug
She asked for you…
Shaun pauses with his back to the kid sighing softly…he then turns back walking toward the door the kid steps aside…Shaun gives him a stern look as he steps past him…
Kid-
She's waiting in TV…
Shaun looks toward that section as the kid walks away then shakes his head walking toward where the kid gestures to…he rounds a corner to see Sam looking at the TVs and steps back looking almost reluctant and maybe even a little nervous about approaching her…then she turns while he is seeming to debate himself and smiles…
Sam-
Hey…there you are… (Shaun smiles automatically stepping toward her) Mr. Manager huh..? When did you get promoted…?
Shaun-
Uh about a year ago actually.. and don't look so impressed I think I got the position by default…at the time I was the only one here who wasn't under sixteen ….still am for that matter. Most of the time I feel more like a babysitter than a boss…(glances toward the kid from his office who is standing in the stereo department staring at him, he gives the kid a stern nod and the boy goes back to work)
She smiles at this…
Sam-
Could be worse I suppose… at least you still have a place to work…a lot of people haven't been so lucky since…(she breaks off her words) Just be grateful Forees managed to stay afloat…
Shaun-shrugs
Oh well...you know how they say cockroaches are the only things that would survive a bomb blast…(shakes his head) not true…I guarantee this place will as well and more than likely I'll still be here standing midst the rubble of humanity hawking TVs and off brand stereos.
Sam-laughs a little at this
If it's that bad why do you stay…?
Shaun-takes a deep breath blowing it out…
I don't know…(pauses for a sec glancing around) No actually I do ...I stay because it's familiar...it's comfortable…stable…
She nods her head at this lowering her eyes a little…
Shaun-
What about you…how goes things at the pub…?
Sam-
Well there's never a shortage of people wanting to drink…or reasons for them to do so…
Shaun-
No…I suppose not
They fall silent for a moment…and he glances away clapping his hands together…
Shaun-
So….
Sam-
Right…you are probably wondering what I'm doing here aren't you?
Shaun-chuckles softly
Well…it did cross my mind…
Sam-glances away
I'm actually here looking for a TV for the pub…some of the guys have complained about the one we have in there…too small… bad reception……
He nods his head at this seeming a bit skeptical…
Shaun-
Yeah…alright…let me show you what I got…. (Looks embarrassed as she smiles at him) I mean…as far as TV's goes…size wise…. (He sighs softly lowering his head for a moment)
Sam-
It's alright Shaun… (Laughs a little) I knew what you meant…
He leads her toward the bank of TVs describing them to her , she seems only to be half listening and after a few moments…he pauses and looks at her…
Shaun-
You want me to go on…or do you want to tell my why you're really here.
Sam-
What do ya mean…I told you…?
Shaun-sighs softly leaning against the TV rack
Sam…the pub was rebuilt like two years ago…everything in there is brand new and if the TV gets any bigger…the guys will be sitting inside of it…(she lowers her head looking a little embarrassed) So…why are you really here…?
Sam-looks at him
Never was a very good liar…even as a kid…my mom… (She pauses letting this thought drop, and Shaun shakes his head a little lowering his eyes)
Shaun-
Why is it…whenever the subject of Z day comes up most people do that…they break off their words, lower their heads, and change the subject as quickly as possible, almost as if they're afraid to talk about it?(glances at her)
Sam-looks at him as well
I don't think it's fear Shaun…I think it's because they don't want to remind others of what they have lost…
Shaun-
Yeah well… Speaking from personal experience I can say…it isn't necessary for me to be reminded of the who's and hows of that day…they're always there…always in my thoughts….
He lowers his head a little and she looks at him, almost sadly…He seems close to emotional as he clears his throat and looks back at her…
Shaun-shakes his head a little
Sorry…I didn't mean….anyway (clears his throat)…Why…why are you here again…?
Sam-
Seems…a little stupid now that I came here at all….I just…. (She takes a deep breath) Something strange happened last night while I was closing up the pub…
Shaun-looks at her almost nervously
What…what do you mean strange…?
Sam-
Do you know…were they filming last night…you know that movie everyone's been talking about…?
Shaun- shakes his head
Couldn't say actually… I turned in early…Why do you ask..?
Sam-
Well…about 2:30... maybe quarter to three this…guy …shows up outside the pub …you know…dressed like a zombie, wanting to know if we were closed… I sent him on his way and not more than a few minutes later another shows up…only….
Shaun-
Only…what?
Sam-
Only this guy…he was banging on the window…like…I don't know...like he wants to come in…badly…I sent him off as well…only…he didn't leave…least not right away…he just kept banging on the window…and…there was something different about him…
Shaun-
Different how?
Sam-
Different like….well take for instance his so called make up…I swear to God Shaun…if they have people that can make blood and bone look that realistic then it's no wonder we have a whole generation of kids desensitized to death and gore….
Shaun-looks at her seriously
They do have people that can do that Sam…you've seen horror movies before…how realistic is Land of the Dead..?
Sam-
Yeah but…( she shakes her head) this was more than just….Romero magic…this was a little too real Shaun…and he never spoke…never said a word…just kept hitting the glass and looking at me like…like I was a prime cut steak and he'd been fasting for a month…
Shaun looks a little chilled for a moment then runs his hand over his head looking at her again…
Shaun- looks almost pained
So…why'd you come to me with this…?
Sam-
I don't know…I just thought…
Shaun-
Thought what…(seems almost angry now) thought you'd get a little insight from the King of the Zombies…the expert on walking corpses…Shaun of the Bloody Dead…(he raises his voice near the end and several people look in their direction. He clears his throat glancing around…quietly apologizing)
When everyone goes back to what they were doing he glances toward Sam who has lowered her head a little…
Sam-lifts her eyes to him once more
Actually…I came to you because truth be told I don't really have a lot of people left that I can go to Shaun….and of those few that are still around… I guess I just thought that maybe…(shrugs)I don't know… maybe you would be the only one willing to listen…
Shaun-looks a little chagrinned
Look Sam…if you are hoping for sympathy…you've come to the wrong place…Advice?…same thing. (She looks at him as he leans toward her …seeming a little surprised) I'm barely hanging by a thread here ( he says this in a low voice) You know what I mean…I can't handle your problems(draws back)…hell…I can barely get a handle on my own….understand..
She looks a little hurt as he says this…glancing away hurriedly and nodding her head…when she looks back she looks close to tears…and at the sight of this Shaun looks almost sorry…
Sam-
Yeah…I understand perfectly Shaun…my mistake…see… I was under the impression that we were…if nothing else…friends…or at the very least…sort of friendly…Sad you know…now days friendship has become such a rare commodity and yet people still can't recognize the value of it… (She looks at him for a second then turns and walks away) Sorry to bother you…
Shaun-
Sam…wait…
She keeps walking and he looks after her sighing softly and leaning his back against the rows of TV's as she walks from the store and is gone