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(crowd shouting, clamoring)

REPORTER: With the Sun-9 crisis

growing exponentially,

and hitting all 50 states,

maskless protesters are making

their voices heard, arguing that

quarantine restrictions are getting out of hand.

This is tyranny. Our Founding Fathers

would never approve of anything like this.

REPORTER: 50 of the maskless protesters

stormed a health food store,

berating masked employees and customers.

This is not a zombie crisis.

If you look at the numbers, more people die every year

from flu-related cannibalism than from this.

(crowd shouting, clamoring)

-(snarling) -(screaming)

REPORTER: Police were called to the scene of the protest,

but a Sun-9 attack had already hit,

and 40 protesters in the store were already dead.

-A spokesperson for the... -It's out of control.

Are you watching the news?

Yeah.

So what do we do now? What's the next step?

Just one second, Lily.

(phone beeping)

LILY: What is it? The vaccine?

RACHEL: Just give me one second.

LILY: What? Rachel?

What's going on?

(Rachel exhales)

What is it?

Lily. I need your help.

That's why I'm here.

There's a chance-- um, no.

Not just a chance.

I have about five hours left.

Left of what?

I got infected.

-What do you mean? -With Sun-9.

-I got infected with it. -That-- you said

we both had COVID, so we couldn't...

Yeah, no, we couldn't get it airborne,

but I handled a sample and I cut myself.

-What do we do? -Well, we have to...

use the time that we have left.

How do you know you have five hours?

RACHEL: Because I just did the calculations

based on the spread and so I've got, um...

(laughs)

Till 8:00. (chuckles)

I have until 8:00 p.m.

What do I do, Rachel? What can I do?

I may need you to step up if things go south, all right?

I'm gonna need you to get my results to my husband

at the CDC.

Can you do what we did with my dad?

Can you... you know,

amputate?

No.

♪ ♪

(softly): Oh, fuck.

-(snarling) -(chains rattle)

(roars)

Hey, Rachel, we're on some kind of lockdown.

There was an outbreak at the Rose Garden,

and they've got us all locked in here.

RACHEL: I'm infected.

What did you say, babe?

I'm infected.

Are you sure?

I cut my hand on a sample.

I'll send out the CDC to pick you up.

-No. -They can be there in about an hour.

-It's not gonna do any good. -Rachel, listen to me...

No! No, Zach, you need to listen to me.

I am not even gonna be myself in about five hours.

-You don't know that. -Listen,

I've been working on a therapeutic

and-and I think it has some potential.

-You can do that same work from a CDC lab. -No!

No, if I get symptomatic,

they're just gonna put me in lockup.

You know that.

Oh, my God, Rachel.

So, listen, I'm sending you

some, um, some micrographs

of the Sun-9 protein.

And you can see it's-it's not a COVID deformity.

It's-it's an addition.

-You see it? -Yeah.

-It looks attached. -Yeah.

It is, and that's what we're focusing on.

You see the-the yellow bonding agent?

It's got a microscopic patent number on it,

"PP-48933."

-It's not Bio Defense Armor. -It's-it's not

Bio Defense Armor, either.

It's, uh, um... We did some contact tracing.

And it's a patent pulled by a company called C.C. Cellular.

-What is that, genetic engineering? -No. It's cosmetics.

It's a cosmetic company.

A-And this bonding agent was created

to deliver a Botox-like, full-body

neurotoxic protein.

-You're kidding? -No.

So that's what I'm working on.

So... keep me posted if you find anything.

Wait, I'm coming home.

RACHEL: No. What, are you, are you crazy?

There is nothing more to be done here, Rache.

Zach! If you come home,

and I am symptomatic,

I...

I'll just try to kill you.

I-I'm...

I'm so sorry, Rachel.

Yeah, me, too.

I should've never let you leave last week.

God, has it only been a week? (sniffles)

Yeah.

Listen, you can do something for me though. If...

When thing-- Ugh.

If... (chuckles) things go south,

can you send someone from the CDC

to pick up my upstairs neighbor?

-The sex worker? -No.

The writer.

If we solve this,

she is the main reason.

So promise me that you will take care of her.

Okay? Her name is Lily Leithauser.

I promise.

I love you.

I love you, too.

(key clicks)

I'm so sorry, Zach.

I just-- I feel like this is the direction it's heading.

You know? It's like COVID.

All of a sudden, you look around. All my friends had it.

There is hope though.

What?

The Hoboken Project

had created a therapeutic, but it didn't work.

And I think that's because we were trying to splice it

with the Bio Defense Armor protein, not this one.

Can you call them?

-I'm on it. -Yeah. Hurry.

(line ringing)

Yeah?

I need to talk to Baccarin.

You have an appointment today?

No, I'm calling him.

I'll have him return.

(computer chimes)

(line ringing)

-Get me Baccarin. -He's sleeping.

Wake him up.

Now.

What?

I need your help.

(quietly): I need your help solving something.

Lily, I'm busy now. We have an appointment tomorrow.

Rachel is infected.

Who's that?

You know who that is.

I'm sorry.

We all have to die sometime.

Baccarin.

Rachel is my friend.

And she is so close to curing this thing

and saving the world.

Lily, the world is hopeless.

It will always find a way to destroy itself.

Then help me save Rachel.

You can't save her.

No one can.

It's impressive that you want to try,

but it's an exercise in futility.

And it puts you in danger,

and that doesn't interest me.

I don't give a shit

what interests you,

you arrogant prick!

Listen, you are a worthless piece of crap,

but Rachel isn't.

And you will help me save her.

Or we have had our last session.

Do you understand?

I said, do you understand?

I do.

Good.

So how are you gonna help?

I'll make a call.

Don't bullshit me.

She will be dead by 8:00 p.m.

What's your plan?

I can do a deep dive into C.C. Cellular,

find out more about P.P. 489333.

Maybe locate its chemical makeup.

Not maybe. You will do that for me.

(chimes)

(exhales)

-(sniffles) -(line ringing)

How are you doing?

Okay, for now.

What are you doing?

Trying possible antitoxins.

Uh, Botox is based on Clostridium botulinum.

And so I'm injecting antigen-binding fragments,

ones usually used to block neurotoxins.

Sounds good.

It's not working.

Why not?

I don't know. Just...

trial and error from this point.

But it's based on a neurotoxin, right?

Yeah, but with this degree of neurotoxin,

it's-it's hard to know exactly what will work.

Okay.

-I'll call you back. -Oh, Lily.

-Yeah. -I-I spoke to my husband

and, uh, told him that you would be contacting him

if...

if things...

don't go right here.

And-and he said that he would send someone

from the CDC to pick you up.

-Pick me up? Why? -Lily,

things are not going well in New York.

Okay, I'm hanging up now.

Lily, you need to consider next steps.

I'll talk to you soon.

(chimes)

(sighs)

All right.

Binding fragment number three.

Oh, good.

Good.

Oh, come on. Please, God.

Please, God.

No.

Shit.

Shit!

Fragment number three,

ineffective.

Sun-9 still rapidly increasing.

Turning to fragment number four.

(line ringing)

Where's my money, Lily?

Oh, good. You haven't been eaten by zombies yet.

Oh, my God. Do you believe in all that?

Aren't you watching the news?

I haven't believed the news since the Iraq War.

Where's my money from Galen Best?

I sent it. Five minutes ago.

-Check your email. -Okay, then what do you need?

(inhales) Advice.

Take your calls,

turn your clients, pay me.

It's an easy three-step process.

You always told me about Botox and how I should start early

so it won't look fake as I get older.

Where's this coming from, Lily?

You always said you hated Botox.

I have relented.

Remember, you told me about that new full-body treatment?

Yeah, it's not available in America.

-But tell me about it. -I went on

a cosmetic tourism trip to South Korea.

Three-shot regimen.

Every muscle was impacted.

-What was it called? -I don't remember.

But it's illegal in America.

-So it's dangerous? -No,

America's just finicky.

Did you feel the effects immediately?

Why are you asking all these questions?

-You can't get it here. -I have a friend.

I have a friend who's having a bad reaction.

To this full-body

Botox-like thing?

Yes.

-Are they still in South Korea? -No.

-No. -Too bad,

because I think they have an antidote there

for people who have a bad reaction.

You don't remember the name of any of this?

No.

But you could check with your client friend.

My client friend? What are you talking about?

Your client, the plastic surgeon.

He's the top surgeon in New York.

What? Who? What? Which client? What are you talking about?

-Who are you talking about? -(thumping, growling) -Biddy, get that!

-Duchess, which one of my clients? -Biddy,

-get the door! -No, Duchess.

-Duchess! This is important. -(slapping table)

-Tell me. -Give me a second.

Damn it, Biddy!

-Biddy! -Duchess, don't open the door.

-(loud growling) -Can't get good slaves these days.

No. Don't.

Duchess, don't get the door.

It's just the neighbor with his dogs.

It's not dogs!

It's not dogs! Duchess!

Tell me the name of that client!

-(growling, snarling) -Duchess!

(Duchess screaming)

(growls)

(screaming fades)

♪ ♪

♪ We'll meet again ♪

♪ Don't know where ♪

♪ Don't know when ♪

♪ But I know we'll meet again ♪

♪ Some sunny day ♪

♪ Keep smiling through ♪

♪ Just like you ♪

♪ Always do ♪

♪ Till the blue skies drive the dark clouds ♪

♪ Far away ♪

♪ And will you please say hello to the folks ♪

♪ That I know ♪

♪ Tell them I won't be long ♪

♪ And they'll be happy to know ♪

♪ That as you saw me go ♪

♪ I was singing this song ♪

♪ We'll meet again ♪

♪ Don't know where ♪

♪ Don't know when ♪

♪ But I know we'll meet again ♪

♪ Some sunny da... ♪

♪ ♪

(computer ringing)

I didn't know we had a session today.

Hold on. Hold on, Mr. Lewis.

I-I almost have it on.

This isn't a session.

In fact, I want to give you two sessions for free.

What? Why?

I have a friend who needs to get some Botox work done.

And I heard you were a plastic surgeon.

Um, I thought maybe you could recommend someone.

Uh...

I don't know where you heard that,

but I'm not a plastic surgeon; I work at a day care.

(computer ringing)

Lily, what are you doing? It's my day with the kids.

I just need one piece of information, Doc.

Why did you call me Doc?

Because you are. Because you're a plastic surgeon.

(stammers)

Okay, what do you need?

I have a friend who's struggling with a full-body

Botox-like treatment she got in South Korea.

-Uh, SKAT? -What?

The antidote, it's-- uh, the antidote's called SKAT.

Yeah, that sounds right. Can you spell that for me?

S-K-A-T.

-S-K-A-T. She needs some. -(pen scribbling)

And I heard that maybe you could find something...

Uh, uh, no, it's-it's... it's illegal in the U.S.

I know the full-body thing is, but the antidote,

-what about that? -Both are.

-She should go to a doctor right now, okay? -Which doctor?

Which doctor? Who can help her?

Nobody in the United States.

I hear that there's-there's...

some available in South Korea.

-(computer ringing) -Uh, okay, Lily, I'm gonna need you

to not call back here, not when I have the kids...

-What did you find out? -Uh, C.C. Cellular is locked down.

No one is there.

Or no one who could answer the phone was there.

What is SKAT?

(sighs)

Full-body botulinum antitoxin. Outlawed.

Not in South Korea. So it's a proven antidote?

That won't necessarily help your friend.

My friend's name is Rachel.

Lily, I have a proposal for you.

Where is the antidote?

It's part of the EPS.

-The what? -The Emergency Pandemic Supply.

It's a stockpile of antitoxins at major airports

so it can be transported to anywhere

-in the U.S. immediately. -Can you make a call?

Lily, I have a proposal for you.

First, make a call.

No, first hear my proposal.

The country is going down.

What does that mean?

I've worked in risk analysis for years.

This is exactly the event we were worried about.

Airborne virus that results in 80 to 100% mortality.

And you're in Hell's Kitchen.

How do you know that?

Lily, I trace anybody who calls me.

Hell's Kitchen is being overrun, right now.

This is Fall of Saigon time.

Come with me.

In two hours I will have a helicopter ready

on the 30th Street helipad.

And I can send a car to pick you up in 90 minutes.

Come with me.

Where?

I have a place on Saint Lucia. A compound.

It's beautiful, and it's quiet.

-Why me? -What do you mean?

Why do you care about me?

I don't know.

I didn't. Now I do.

I don't reflect on my emotions too much.

Not in a while, anyway.

-I can't run out, Baccarin. -You're not running out.

You're saving a life.

Your own.

Your friend Rachel is dead.

She is not.

Please help me save her.

Make a call to the... PPE.

-EPS. -Call, Baccarin.

At the very least, get me what this SKAT is made of.

(chimes)

(sighs)

(gasps softly)

Damn it.

(whispers): Shit.

BRIAN: Rachel! (grunting)

Hey, Rachel! (grunting)

♪ Oh, Rachel, you're so fine ♪

♪ You're so fine you blow my mind, hey, Rachel ♪

♪ Hey, Rachel ♪

(groans)

♪ Oh, Rachel ♪

♪ You're so fine ♪

♪ You're so fine you blow my mind ♪

♪ Hey, Rachel ♪ (coughs)

Hey, Rachel! (panting)

♪ You've been around all night and that's a little long ♪

♪ You think you've got the right ♪

♪ But I think you've got it wrong ♪

♪ 'Cause when you say you will ♪

♪ It always means you won't ♪

I'm sorry, Brian, I forgot to feed you.

-I... -No, wait. Wait!

Wait.

♪ You take... you take me by the heart ♪

♪ When you take me by the hand ♪

♪ Oh, Rachel, kill me now. ♪

Don't you understand?

-I need you to kill me, Rachel. -No,

I can't do that, Brian, you know I can't do that.

Oh, please, Rachel, don't-don't break my heart.

♪ Rachel. ♪

(roars)

(snarls, panting)

I'm sorry, Brian, I am so sorry.

And I am working on a therapeutic...

No, it won't work.

I'm gone.

I don't want to chase you or bite you.

J-Just give me a shot.

You've done it before.

-No, I-I haven't. -But you know how, Rachel.

You... You...

(roaring)

(Brian groaning)

♪ ♪

(sniffling)

(computer ringing)

-Hello? -Hey, Doc, you have four

appointments today and Dr. Lowe has asked you

to check in on his 5:00.

Hi, Bonnie.

Um, I, uh,

I-I can't today, so if you could just send

all of my emergencies to Dr. Statler?

Oh, I completely forgot, Doctor.

Happy birthday.

(exhales): Oh, my God.

-Thank you. -I'll move everything to tomorrow.

Okay, good, um...

but if you can't get me tomorrow,

can you just send everything over to Dr. Statler?

You okay, Doc?

-Yeah, I'm fine. -I know it can be hard,

being alone, especially on your birthday, so...

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, Dr. Boutella ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

Thanks, Bonnie. That made my day.

You're welcome. Be well.

(computer chimes)

(key clicks)

(alarm blaring in distance)

Hello? We need some help in here.

Uh, Ms. Quinto? Y-- If you can hear me,

we've got some information regarding the Sun-9 protein.

Try security.

Okay. Any luck there?

-(beeping) -It's still locked.

Hi, security, this is Dr. Zachary Deraux, CB-504.

We were told that security would escort us.

Hello?

-Wha... -Do you think they ran off?

I don't know. Check the halls.

I've never seen it like this.

Maybe they're in the Emergency Op Center.

Or...?

What?

No. That only happens in movies.

It's the zombie apocalypse.

Hello? Can anyone hear us?

We are in Dr. Deraux's office. CB-50...

♪ ♪

Brian?

Brian.

Brian?

(stairs creaking)

Brian?

Brian? You-you wanted me to help you, I'm-I'm...

I'm-I'm here to help you.

(snarling nearby)

(snarling continues)

(snarling grows louder)

(crunching, squishing)

♪ ♪

(roars)

(grunts)

Oh, my God.

-(growling) -(banging on door)

(banging continues)

(banging stops)

(soft growling)

-(ringing) -(gasps)

Lily, it's not a good time.

I have a possible breakthrough.

There's a botulism antitoxin called SKAT.

-What? I-I've never heard of it. -(clattering)

It's only made in South Korea,

but Baccarin thinks he might be able to find

something similar stateside.

I just forwarded you

the chemical breakdown I got from him.

Lily...

I'm in awe.

How many hours do you have?

Um...

Three.

-(Brian grunts) -(banging)

(growling)

-(door rattling) -(loud growling)

Lily, just give me a second.

(door rattling)

(grunting)

-(door continues rattling) -(shouting)

(Brian growls)

-(grunting) -Oh, my God.

(Rachel grunts)

Lily.

Lily, I'm, um...

I'm going to send you all of my work.

You've got six zombies outside your door.

Yes, I know. I know, I know. Listen to me, Lily.

If I do not survive this, please send

-all this stuff to my husband. -Wait.

-Wait, wait, wait, wait. -All right, I'm sending you

-his email and his cell phone number. -I'm gonna distract them.

(Lily grunts)

Hey! I'm up here!

-(Lily shouting) -Lily, please listen to me.

Tell Zach to start with the botulism antitoxin.

(door stops rattling)

(grunting in distance)

-(blows landing) -(growling)

-(blow lands) -(groaning)

Hello?

(doorbell rings)

Who's there?

MAN: Delivery.

Just need a signature.

-(sirens wailing) -(woman shouting)

(helicopter blades whirring)

Rachel Boutella?

-(quietly): Yeah. -Uh...

Sign at the bottom there.

(sets knife down)

(explosion in distance)

Uh, don't forget to rate the delivery.

(sirens continue wailing)

Okay.

(woman shouting)

(gunshots in distance)

(woman screaming)

(exhales): Oh, my God.

(laughing softly)

LILY: What's in it?

Oh!

Hey... I didn't know.

-Happy birthday. -Oh, I forgot.

Last year Zach and I,

we were at Porterhouse over in Columbus Circle.

-Mm-hmm. -And, uh,

we were trying to decide

between having the seafood tower or the crispy hash browns.

And so, we had both.

-Mmm. -(chuckles)

Seems like a million years ago.

I was at Madison Square Garden for my birthday.

Elton John concert.

My parents still think I'm eight.

Do you think there's ever a time

we go back to that?

Live music?

Thousands of people in your face,

-singing? -I don't know.

It was a...

It's like another lifetime.

(whispering): Rachel.

He's behind you.

(growling)

Do not take a chance, Rachel.

Kill him.

Brian, are you in there?

-Brian? -He isn't, Rachel.

It is not him anymore.

Please don't make me hurt you.

You have to kill him.

-(growling) -Baby, please don't make me.

Please don't make me.

-Brian, no! -(knife slashes)

(grunting)

Brian-- Oh, my God.

(whispering): I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry. -(gurgling softly)

(exhales)

♪ ♪

So, the one on the right?

That is the Hoboken Project.

The therapeutic they used to stop Bio Defense Armor.

-And we know that one doesn't work. -Not on its own.

And then the one on the left is from Rachel?

ZACH: Well, that's from her upstairs neighbor, actually.

It's the South Korean therapeutic

for their full-body neurotoxin treatment.

So, Bio Defense Armor used their neurotoxin

to block the transmission of pain to the brain.

And C.C. Cellular attempted to reverse the cellular senescence.

So there are crossovers between the two injections?

-Yeah. A few. -Well, more than a few. Look.

-Sodium hypochlorite. -ZACH: Sodium carbonate.

CYNDI: Sodium polyacrylate.

ZACH: Look at that. Quadricyclane.

-Hey, this is weird. -What?

Well, it looks like the formula to inject

is a combination of bleach and sunlight.

What?

It's right there.

The chemical compound for bleach and the nonionizing radiation

for the full electromagnetic spectrum.

That can't be, can it?

-We've got to tell Rachel this. -How much time does she have?

I don't know, uh,

-90 minutes, maybe. -(ringing)

Hey.

Hey. How are you holding up?

Let's just say I...

hope your day's better than mine.

ZACH: Okay, listen.

Cyndi and I think we figured out the therapeutic.

-Seriously? -Yeah. It's a little weird,

so I'm gonna put it in an email, okay?

What?

-What's happening? -Zach?

-I'm here. Take my hand. -(alarm blaring)

Something knocked the power out.

But don't we have a generator, backup generator?

I think we're past that.

The red lights indicate we're in emergency power mode.

Only essentials are still on.

I'm not getting any cell service.

Same. I think we're drawing off the Wi-Fi.

We've got to get this formula to Rachel.

-(growling) -(banging on door)

-Okay. I-I have an idea. -What?

Um, i-if we, if we get to the CDC pressroom,

they've got an independent satellite.

It operates independently from the CDC,

from the White House, from the entire East Coast.

If we can get in that room, we can broadcast

directly to Rachel's TV.

-Okay. -Okay.

-(growling) -(door rattling)

Wait. How do we get out of here?

-(growling) -(loud clattering)

(gasps)

(beeps)

(door rattling)

What the hell? I thought that was an I.T. closet.

Emergency protocol.

Um...

What do I-- Oh.

So, what do you think, is it, like, about 50 yards

-to the pressroom? -Yeah, with, uh, two doors in between.

Yeah, and those doors don't have keypad locks.

I'm up for it if you are.

-Wait. -What?

(growling continues)

♪ ♪

I saw this in a movie once.

-There's a little switch by the hilt. -Okay.

-Turn that off. That's the safety. -Okay.

Pin the butt against the shoulder. It's quite a kick.

Okay.

-(growling) -Oh, shit.

-Ready? -No.

-On three? Okay. -Yeah.

-(door rattling) -One...

Two...

-(screaming) -(gunshot)

This is my last call. I'm leaving right now

for the helipad. I'll be by your place in 20 minutes.

-Baccarin, I can't. -You can.

It's hopeless here. The city is overrun.

It's 74 degrees in Saint Lucia.

-I'm sending you pictures. -(chiming)

Come with me.

We can ride this out there. Come back when it's over.

Baccarin, if we don't find a cure,

there won't be an "over."

There won't be a city to come back to.

We will be the last people on the planet.

Me, too.

Would that be the worst thing?

All of New York dead?

Yeah.

Where are you with the antitoxin?

I wasn't able to get it.

Both JFK and LaGuardia are overrun.

So, that's it?

That is all you've got?

Other than "come with me to some stupid island"?

Um...

My contact gave me one tip.

He said the antitoxin must be injected

directly into the spinal column

to ensure it crosses the blood-brain barrier.

Well, that is absolutely fucking useless

without an antitoxin, but thanks.

Lily, I want you to be with me.

The world...

the world will be lonelier without you.

I can't.

Okay, here's what I'll do.

I'm driving past your place in 20 minutes.

I'll honk three times.

I'll wait two minutes. Then I'm leaving.

We can't wait any longer.

God, you don't make this easy.

It is easy.

It's as easy as getting in a car.

There's a reason they call them "lost causes."

Trust me, this one is lost.

I'll listen for the honks.

See you then.

♪ ♪

-(gunshots) -(snarling)

(alarm blaring)

-(gunshot) -(grunts)

Are you okay?

-I think so. You? -I think so.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

No, I don't want to change cable providers.

(exhales)

Zach, your phone! You have service!

Oh, my God. I got one bar.

-I'm gonna call Rachel. -Okay.

(line ringing)

-(choppy): H-H-Hey. -Rachel.

Rache, can you hear me?

We-We've got a solution to the,

to the therapeutic.

We got a treatment that can help.

-Can you hear me? -(choppy): Z-Zach...

Zach? Where are you? Hello?

-Rachel-- Rache, can you... -I can't hea...

Rachel, Rache. Can you hear me? We...

(groans) God. Rachel?

-(snarling nearby) -Hey, can you hear me?

Honey?

Damn it, it cut off.

Uh, the camera.

(grunts)

(alert tone droning)

-ZACH: Damn it. -(alarm blaring)

(Zach muttering)

-Okay, hang on. I'm almost there. -(Cyndi gasping)

-Output, not input. -Zach?

Local. Aux.

Yeah, yeah. It's broadcasting.

-Zach. -Yeah?

Oh, no.

(gunfire on TV)

(crowd clamoring)

MAN: ...wine, coffee, cola...

NEWSMAN: ...completely blocked outside of Atlanta.

-Oh, no. -In the hallway. And it's pretty deep.

-ZACH: Could be a heavy viral load. -(Cyndi panting)

-Tell her fast. I can feel myself changing. -Cyndi.

-Hey, Cyndi. -Tell her now!

Okay. Uh, Rachel or anyone else

who's listening, we think we found a solution

to the Sun-9 therapeutic.

You need to help people flush out

-the reanimated senescent cells. -(groans) Hurry!

ZACH: Sodium carbonate. Add six grams

-per 25 milliliters... -Wait.

-...of deionized water. -No time!

-ZACH: Sodium polyacrylate. -(Cyndi groans)

Okay, look. Here it is. You see it? Inject this.

Rachel, inject this.

H-Honey, I'm sorry I'm not with you right now. Okay?

I just... I want to tell you that I-I...

-I am so proud of you. -What? I can't read the last thing.

And as soon as I get home, we're gonna have a huge celebration.

I can't read the last thing, Zach!

-Sodium... -Okay? We did this together.

-Chl-Chlor... -Look,

I just want to tell you that I...

-(snarling) -(screaming)

Oh, my God!

(Zach screaming)

-(growling) -(Zach wailing)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(computer ringing)

Hey.

Hey. So...

-Baccarin couldn't get the antidote. -RACHEL: That's okay.

-Zach came through with a therapeutic. -Really?

Thank God. What do you need?

-Can I help you with anything? -Well,

I-I've already mixed the two solutions, so, um...

(exhales)

Hey, Lily, I-I think my symptoms are starting to progress,

so, um, can you just stay with me?

-Okay. -And, uh, just take notes just in case.

-Okay. Why two solutions? -Um, well, I couldn't

read the last line.

The last line of the formula w-was unclear,

so I don't know if it said "sodium chlorite"

or "sodium chloride."

-Is there a difference? -Yeah. Well,

one might cure me, and one...

might kill me.

-Okay. Well, that's a difference. -Yeah.

-So, what're you gonna do? -Well,

I'm just gonna choose one.

Since I'm-I'm not sure about the last ingredient,

I just...

I'm just gonna have to, uh... (chuckles)

Just gonna have to pick one.

-And just hope for the best? -Yeah. Well, I mean,

one of these syringes

holds the cocktail for the cure,

and the other one...

Well, if I pick the wrong one, then I'm dead.

Can't you test it on something before you try it?

I don't have that kind of time left.

-So you're just gonna flip a coin? -I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know.

I-I just... I'm running out of time.

(horn honks three times)

Rachel, I'm switching phones.

Why?

In case I get out of range of Wi-Fi.

Why would you get out of range of Wi-Fi?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(elevator chimes)

(whirring)

(elevator chimes)

Oh, this is...

Oh, my God. This is insane.

(exhales)

This is insane. This is...

Um...

Eeny, meeny, miney, moe,

catch a-- Oh, my God. I just...

(creaking nearby)

(door opens)

-(indistinct shouting) -(siren wailing)

-Hey. -Hey.

There's kind of a zombie apocalypse thing

happening out there. Do you mind if I come in?

-(chuckles softly) -Forgot

how spacious your unit is.

I thought you'd hung up on me so you could take off.

Where would I go?

Baccarin told me

something important about the therapeutic.

Blood dilutes it, so it needs to be

injected into the spinal column

to pass the blood-brain barrier.

Wow.

-Okay, that's important to know. -Yes.

And I realized that you couldn't give yourself that injection.

-You didn't have to do that. -So, if that shot

doesn't work,

there isn't time for the other one?

No. No.

N-Not for me, no.

So, can you inject it into me?

No. No, no, you're not infected.

How do you get infected?

Well, it's a-a transfer of saliva or blood.

Lily!

Lily.

No.

Now we're both infected.

But, Lily,

only one of these syringes has the cure.

So one of us is not gonna

-make it. -And one of us will.

And that person will absolutely know which one is the cure,

and she will take it out into the world,

and that is how we will save everyone.

-I... -Come on,

we don't have very much time.

Oh, my...

(plastic crinkling)

-That is a very long needle. -Yeah, well,

it's got to go a very long way. (chuckles softly)

You're gonna want to inject--

let me show you--

right here between these two bumps

right into my spine.

-Here, let me, let me mark it. -All right.

All right?

-Yes. -You're gonna inject

a little bit at a right angle.

Slowly and steady until you feel a pop.

-(gasps) Uh-huh. -You'll be fine.

Okay, turn around. Turn around.

Can you pull up your shirt?

Okay. We're ready.

Is this gonna hurt?

A lot.

-But if we don't cry... -Mm-hmm?

...birthday cake.

Who goes first?

Okay.

Do you want me to count down?

Just-just surprise me.

Five, four...

(gasps softly)

(exhales shakily)

-(pops) -(Rachel shudders)

-Okay. -Okay.

Okay, good.

How much time do we have?

Three minutes and 12 seconds.

-Are you serious? -Yeah. Turn around.

-That's a very specific amount of time. -Yeah.

Well, that's how long it takes for it to reach the brain.

I talk a lot when I'm about to get a shot,

so just... go ahead and surprise me!

-Motherfucker! -(pops)

Oh!

You weren't lying.

So, what now?

So weird, isn't it?

In three minutes and 12 seconds,

one of us will be dead,

and one of us will have the cure for zombies.

I mean...

RACHEL: Two minutes and 45 seconds.

This is just like Sixteen Candles.

(laughs)

What's that?

Oh, my God.

What?

Don't tell me you've never seen Sixteen Candles.

Mm, no. I...

I never watched a lot of movies. I was always studying.

Okay.

If I die and you save the world,

promise me that you will watch Sixteen Candles.

-Okay? -(chuckling)

Okay.

And if you die?

I don't know. If I die,

I want you to just...

make sure you take that therapeutic

and-and get it out into the world.

Let people know what the formula is.

We can save people's lives.

That's a real mood killer.

It's supposed to be something fun.

W...

What is something that you've always wanted to do?

I've never ridden a horse.

-(laughs) -(Rachel chuckles)

Really?

Eh. I don't know.

I've never ridden a horse, either.

-(chuckles) -I will ride a horse for you.

-Thank you. (chuckles) -Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

Oh.

I will miss this world.

-I'm gonna miss everything. -Yeah.

Watching movies with strangers.

(chuckles) Yeah.

Eating my weight in popcorn.

Oh, blending into the sea of people in Times Square.

RACHEL: Mm.

And I'll miss my parents.

Give my mom a hug for me.

You know, I just...

I hope with this cure that, um...

that I made my mom proud. (chuckles softly)

You know...

(voice breaking): Carried on her legacy.

That's all.

LILY: 20 seconds.

Yeah.

This is truly the best birthday cake

-I've ever had in my life. -(chuckles)

Me, too. (chuckles)

Here we go.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

-Seven. -Seven.

-Six. -Six.

-Five. -Five.

-Four. -Four.

-Three. -Three.

-Two. -Two.

-One. -One.

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