All language subtitles for Zombies on Broadway 1945

That's not bad.

-Those pubIicity guys are doing swell.
-Yeah, boss.

If anybody don't know
about the opening of the Zombie Hut...

...it's not MiIes' or Streger's fauIt.

They're doing all right.

They better.
I got a Iot of dough sunk in this Iayout.

Let's take a Iook inside.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. Say, CharIie,
give me a sharp beat on that drum.

-Hello.
-How you doing?

-Swell.
-How does she Iook?

Not bad. See you Iater.

-Hi, boys.
-Hi, Ace.

-GIad to see you.
-Stay where you are.

Oh, I see you got one of our circuIars.

-Pretty good idea, huh?
-Okay.

You can say that again. When I pubIicize
anything, it stays pubIicized.

Brother, I never miss.

Jerry, we had an agreement that after
this, you were gonna say, ''We never miss.''

-Okay. We never miss.
-That's better.

Ace, in the next month,
anywhere you Iook in this town...

...backwards, frontwards, sidewards or up,
you're gonna see Zombie Hut.

Yeah, and down too.
Tell him about down.

Uh, I've got an idea to put Zombie Hut
and the opening date on the sidewaIks.

Uh-uh. I don't wanna get in any
troubIe with the city.

Oh. You see,
your idea for that was no good.

Ace, wanna watch kids run through their
number? We got it down pretty well now.

In a minute. I'm taIking business.

-Go get them ready.
-Heh. Thanks.

A reaI Iive zombie. You know,
I Iike that, that's new. I Iike new stuff.

Nobody's ever had this one before?

Oh, absoIuteIy. Never.
Cross my heart, of course not.

-Nobody's ever even seen one.
ACE: Good, good.

Hey, wait a minute.

If nobody's ever seen one, where are
you guys getting one for the opening?

-That's where you're Iucky you got me.
-Us.

Us, for press agents.

-We aIready got one.
-You have?

Swell. You had me scared there
for a minute.

-Where is he?
-Over there.

Hey, Sam, come over here.

Coming up, boss.

I'm gin. Add them up.

-This it?
-That's it.

You a zombie?

-This the man who's paying my saIary?
-Uh-huh.

Then, boss man, I'm a zombie.

Wait a minute. It says here a reaI zombie.

-What's the idea trying to run in a ringer?
-Who said he's a ringer?

That guy's as phony as paper cigar.

Oh, now you've hurt his feeIings.

Yeah. Now, Iook, Ace,
we wouIdn't give you a bum steer.

I said he's a zombie. He's telling you he is.
Can you say he isn't?

I can't say he ain't
an eIevator operator, either.

-WouId you know a zombie if you saw one?
-No.

All right.

-WouId you? WouId you?
- Uh-uh.

-Uh-uh. Not me.
-Neither wouId I.

There, neither wouId anyone eIse.
We say he's a zombie.

And with that makeup on,
he Iooks Iike a zombie.

Who can say he isn't
and be abIe to prove it?

-I don't know.
-Sam is a zombie for 60 bucks a week.

I guess you're right.

Go back into your grave.

I don't see how they can trip us up on it.

-Keep punching it from every angIe.
-We will.

Wait till you see the angIe
we got for the radio.

-Radio? Hey, I Iike that.
-Good.

Yeah, not just pIain ordinary radio,
not for the Zombie Hut.

-We're after the biggest spot on air.
-Swell. I don't mind spending dough.

Money?
This ain't gonna cost you a nickeI.

No, we went straight
to the biggest commentator on the air.

Uh-huh. Need I, uh, mention his name?

Not if it's who I think you mean.

Uh, DougIas WaIker?

DougIas WaIker.
What'd you go to that guy for?

He hates me Iike poison.

See? I toId you not to go to him.
But, boss, be reasonabIe.

We traded him the excIusive right
on our zombie story just to get a radio pIug.

You're nuts. The onIy show that guy
wouId pIug for me is my funeraI.

That, he'd Iike.

As usuaI, you're 50 percent right, Ace.

It'd be a pIeasure to pIug your Iast rites.

Give me a sense of civic righteousness.

But the boys aren't nuts.
They came to see me...

...and I said that I'd not onIy pIug your
Zombie Hut, I'd keep it up untiI the opening.

I don't Iike funny guys.

Why, Ace, I'm not being funny.

Let me have that script, Wimp.
I'll read you tonight's broadcast.

-Gee, that's nice of you, Mr. WaIker.
-Here we are.

''And whiIe I'm on the subject
of pubIic nuisances...

...here is an item
about the biggest of them all, Ace Miller.

I Iearned today that
this notorious ex-gangster...

...is putting up the money
for a new super nightcIub, the Zombie Hut.''

-Shall I toss him in the alley, boss?
-Uh, there's more.

''The opening is next month.

To prove that Miller
can't open a cIub on the IeveI...

...I wanna tell you how he pIans to gyp
oId John Q. PubIic.''

Uh, maybe that wouId be
enough to say, Mr. WaIker.

Nice pIug. Good comedy, huh, Ace?

Shut up. Go ahead, wise guy.
How am I gypping the pubIic?

Just be patient.

''To get a crowd for his cIassy cIip joint...

...he's promised to present
an authentic zombie on opening night.''

A zombie.
But take a tip from me, Ace.

That zombie had better be hundred-proof,
24-karat, A-1 , unaduIterated zombie.

If you know what I mean.

-Don't worry, Ace, we got a zombie.
-Yeah, take it easy.

Why, hello, Sam. How are you?

Fine, Mr. WaIker. Just fine.

What happened to you at the stadium
the other night?

That boy sure knocked you coId.

Well, I was thinking about the money
I was gonna win...

...and he done it to me,
and I no Ionger had the probIem.

Well, better Iuck next time.

Thank you, sir.

You boneheads. You idiots. You morons.

Wait a minute. PubIicity is pubIicity.

-You knuckIeheads. You jug-eared imbeciIes.
-Jerry is right. PubIicity is pubIicity.

Ten years, I've been trying to get WaIker
to Iay off me.

Every time he opens his mouth,
he gets me in troubIe.

Now, when he's gonna forget about me...

...and I can settIe down
to a Iegitimate Iayout...

...you guys have to coax him
into yapping about me.

I got an idea, boss.

Brother, I need an idea
to get out of this jam.

The cops find these guys' bodies with a note
saying they committed suicide...

...on account of they were so ashamed
because they couIdn't deIiver a reaI zombie.

ACE: Hey, that's a possibiIity.
-We resign.

-We quit.
-You do not resign and you don't quit.

And that guy WaIker does not make
a mug out of me to the tune of 80 grand.

Now get this.

You either produce a reaI zombie for me
the opening night or I take Gus' idea.

I guess I'd better
think of something, huh?

No, that's what caused all the troubIe.
You had to think of a zombie.

You couIdn't say a two-headed boy
or an African pinhead.

-Where couId you get those?
-A pinhead wouId've been easy.

I don't know where to start Iooking
for a zombie.

Wait a minute.
I got a maiI-order cataIog. Or--

Or maybe it wouId be faster if we went
to a museum or something, huh?

-I've got it.
-What?

If there's any pIace we can find a zombie,
it's a museum.

-We're going to a museum.
-That sounds Iike something I said.

Come on, come on.

Hey, Jerry, this one's Iocked too.

Hey, open up, open up.

Anyone inside there?

Open the door.

I know. We wanna get in anyway.
Go ahead, open it up.

But this pIace is cIosed.
You can't come in.

You don't have any zombies here,
do you?

-Zombies?
-See, I toId you. Come on.

We're gonna Iook anyway.

Uh, but, gentIemen, wait a minute.
This pIace is cIosed.

Look, it says here,
museum cIosed from 1 0 to 3.

-Hey, this is quite a pIace.
-Yeah, it sure is.

-But gentIemen--
-Are you in charge here?

Land sakes, no.
I'm just Worthington, the janitor.

-We're Iooking for the curator.
-Have we quit Iooking for the zombie?

-The curator is the guy in charge here.
-Oh, I see.

Oh, that's Professor Hopkins.
But it's after hours.

You mean, he isn't here?

Yes, he's here,
working down in the assembIy room.

Can we see him?
We're, uh-- We're fellow scientists.

-Scientists?
-Yeah.

Oh, that's different.

You can see him, all right.

Right down this way.

If you wanna go down
among all them bones and skeIetons.

Bones and skeIetons?

Mm-hm.

Say, Jerry, can't we just sort of, uh,
wait untiI he finishes with his work?

What's the matter?
You act Iike you're scared.

Who, me, scared? No, I just don't
wanna disturb the gentIeman.

Anyhow, I don't mind waiting
untiI he comes out.

Sometimes he don't come out
for days and days.

I decIare, that man does Iove skeIetons.

Right this way, gentIemen.

Uh, you first.

-Me?
Uh-huh.

Oh, me.

This way.

My, my.

Ain't this just about the creepiest pIace
you ever did see?

Brr!

Never mind that brr business.

Where's the, uh, cuticIe or the
cIavicIe or whatever you call him?

-The curator.
-Oh, yeah.

He ain't far.

Oh, professor?

Oh, Professor Hopkins?

Yes?

Did someone call me?

Uh, yes, sir. There-- There's
two gentIemen here to see you, sir.

Is that the professor?

-I'm Professor Hopkins.
-Oh.

-I hope I haven' t kept you waiting.
-Oh, no.

-Uh, professor, I'm Jerry MiIes.
-How do you do?

This is my assistant, Mike Streger.

-How do you do?
-How do you do?

One moment, whiIe I hang this up.

Won't you sit down, gentIemen?

Oh, yeah, sure. Thank you.

-Now, what can I do for you?
-You see, we're Iooking for an oId--

Ouch!

An oId ''ouch?''

Uh, no, you see, we're scientists,
and we're entering a new fieId of research.

-We thought maybe you couId heIp us.
-Well, what fieId is it, gentIemen?

Um, zombies.

-Zombies?
-Uh-huh.

Zombies.

But do you know what zombies are?

-No, I don't.
-I'm not too sure.

-Me neither.
-They are the Iiving dead.

-Oh, me, oh, my.
-Worthington, come back here.

Then pIease, don't say
that Iiving dead stuff, boss.

I'm one of the Iiving Iiving.

But you gives me the feeIing that if I stays
here, I'm gonna be one of the dead dead.

-Yeah. I'm getting out of here too.
-Sit down. What's the matter with you?

Yes, don't be nervous.
Perhaps I can heIp you.

You mean you can get us a zombie?

Well, no, uh, but a chap I went to
schooI with many, many years ago...

...made a great study of them.

A great study.

Yeah? What's his name?

His name was Dr. RenauIt.
Dr. PauI RenauIt.

Over 25 years ago...

...he went to the onIy pIace
where zombies were known to exist.

On the isIand of San Sebastian,
one of the smaller Virgin IsIands.

But I haven't heard from him since.

Oh, well, we don't wanna disturb him...

-...do we, Jerry?
-Shh.

HOPKINS:
I don't know whether he's aIive or dead.

But if he's aIive,
he can tell you what you want to know.

Go to San Sebastian.

PauI can heIp you.

Well, what's this PauI Iike if he is aIive?

A great scientist.

Yes, some peopIe said he was crazy.

I don't think he was crazy.

Well, not very crazy, anyway.

Uh, not very crazy?

Oh, heIp, it's got me!

Take it off me. What is that?

CIeo. CIeo, my poor dear.
Are you all right?

Did you hurt yourseIf?

Why, you naughty girI.

You might have broken your tibia,
popping out Iike that.

-CIeo is really very sweet.
-CIeo?

Say, that couIdn't be the same CIeo
I had out Sunday, couId it?

No, this one's better Iooking.

We better get out of here. We've taken up
enough of the professor's time.

Oh, not at all, gentIemen.

And if you go to San Sebastian...

...be sure and give my regards
to Dr. RenauIt, uh, if he's still aIive.

Oh, sure, if he's still aIive.

-Thanks for everything. Goodbye.
-Eh, goodbye.

Good Iuck, gentIemen.

If I can ever be of any further service,
come and see me.

Oh, sure, we will.

Weird fellows, aren't they?

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

-That's all, brother.
-Where do we go from here?

-Home and pack.
-Pack? Hey, wait a minute.

You mean, we're going to San Sebastian
where that crazy professor disappeared?

No, we're going to CaIifornia
before we disappear in the Hudson River.

Our search for a zombie began
and ended right there in that boneyard.

Brother, if he hasn't got a zombie,
nobody has.

We need a IittIe trip, anyway. CaIifornia
is gonna Iook mighty nice this time of year.

Yes, sir. Open wide those GoIden Gates.

-San Francisco, here we come.
-You said it. Go and get the bags.

-I never did care for that job anyway.
-Yeah, he was too hard to get aIong with.

Uh, Jerry, shall we pack all of our stuff?

Oh, sure.
No telling when we're coming back, if ever.

How do you Iike the nerve of that guy
wanting a reaI zombie?

Who does he think he is?

Yeah. Even if we had a reaI zombie...

...we wouIdn't waste it
on a joint Iike that zombie cIub.

I shouId say not.

He's gonna be mad
when he finds out we resigned, though.

-Yeah, so what?
-Ah, he's got a nasty disposition.

Matches his face. Ah.

What if he doesn't Iike it? So what?

There's nothing wrong with Ace that
a good punch in the nose wouIdn't fix and--

Right.

You know, if I had the time, I'd go over
and poke him myseIf before we Ieft town.

Jerry, I don't Iike the way
that guy taIks to us.

As a matter of fact,
I don't Iike anything about him.

-Ace.
-Hi, kid.

Fine. We were just taIking about you.

Yeah, I know, I know.
I ain't hard of hearing.

-GIad to see you're packing.
You are?

Uh-huh. You're Ieaving on a IittIe boat
trip tonight for San Sebastian IsIand.

You haven't got much time.

How did you find out
about San Sebastian?

Benny traiIed you to the museum.

Now, be sure and pick me out
a nice-Iooking zombie, won't you, boys?

Uh-huh.
One about, uh, your size, Jerry.

Goodbye now. See you Iater.

-Goodbye.
-Thanks, very much.

Oh, uh, Benny and Gus'll drive you
to the boat.

They just stopped off to get you
some candy and, uh, some fIowers.

Oh, that was very thoughtfuI of them,
wasn't it, Mike?

-Yes, it-- It was.
-Yes.

Come on, make it snappy.

WouId you fellows mind waiting
whiIe I buy some cigars for the trip?

There's cigars right in that package.
And cigarettes and some magazines...

...and some candy.
Everything to make your trip reaI nice.

Your tickets, sir.

Oh, thanks.

-Well, so Iong, Mike. Good Iuck.
-So Iong.

Don't do that. You know I can't stand it.

Come on. Get going, get going.

And Iook, you guys, no tricks.

You be on that boat when it gets back and
have that zombie in person, in the fIesh...

...in the pink or whatever an A-number-one,
first-cIass zombie comes in, understand?

Uh-huh.

San Sebastian.

Is it a nice pIace?

To an undertaker,
a cemetery is a nice pIace.

-How do you Iike it?
-Ah, it's kind of nice.

Well, Iet's go.

Might as well Ieave your heavy stuff.
You won't need it. We'll be coming back.

Oh, good idea, captain.
Put your bag down, Mike.

Here, carry mine.

There, that's better.

I've aIways wanted to see
a tropicaI isIand.

Yeah, maybe if we can't find a zombie,
we can stay here, huh?

Hey, Iook at the scenery.

What do you know?
I'm not even scared anymore.

-Remember, we're Iooking for a zombie.
-Oh, yeah.

The calypso singer is here
To welcome you

Because he knows it's the thing to do

The visitors, when they look around

Are happy with the beauty
Of this island town

The coconut palm and the banana tree

And the pretty girls are what they see

And the visitors are happy all the while

Because it's their dream of a tropical isle

A joy supreme

This is the island of golden dreams

Chamber of commerce.
Very good, bud, very good.

Yeah, it's kind of cute. Thanks a Iot.

See you around.

But the visitors would not so happy be

If they could see what's behind the tree

If they could see the eyes
Which are watching them

They would leave this island of evil men

But if they wait till the full moon comes

To shine on the hands
On the voodoo drums

Their chance to leave may come too late

And blood on the ground
Will mark their fate

Oh, too late

Blood on the ground will mark their fate

Let me know where they stay
and what they do.

Tell Dr. RenauIt I'm through.

This is the Iast time.
The cops in the States have me spotted.

The doctor is not unappreciative.

You can stay on the isIand if you Iike.

Ha, thanks. I'll take my chances
with the cops.

Dr. RenauIt.

Yes, what is it?

The package. It was on the boat.

The package.

-My thermaIdiocene?
-Yes, doctor.

Oh, good.

Good.

This has got to work.

It's got to.

Wasn't the Iast experiment
a success, doctor?

Success?

Come, I'll show you.

They are covering up
my Iatest experiment.

Oh, what is wrong?

What is wrong?

How can the natives do,
with their silly voodoo...

...what I cannot accompIish
by scientific means?

Perhaps because a zombie is something
of the deviI, not of science, doctor.

Nonsense. Nonsense.

You've seen what I've been abIe to do.
You've seen me create a zombie.

If onIy I couId keep them in that state.

If onIy they didn't die
or return to normaI in a short period.

This thermaIdiocene must be the answer.

I hope so, doctor.

Now I must have some new subjects.

I'll send KoIaga.

Look at KoIaga here.

NearIy 20 years ago,
I took him from the natives...

...and still no sign
of disintegration whatsoever.

What they can do, I can do.

KoIaga, I want new subjects.

And not natives.

When you get one, report to Joseph.

You will obey Joseph.

Now go.

GentIemen.

-What are you going to have?
-Uh, I'll have a rum punch.

Uh, I think I'll have something tripicaI.

You mean tropicaI.

No, I mean tripicaI.

I'll have a tripicaI rum punch.
I'm thirsty.

Hey, she's good Iooking.

-Have one?
-Thanks.

Two rum punches. One tripIe.

-Find out what those two want.
-Okay, boss.

-You come in on the boat today, no?
-Uh, yes.

-You are here for pIeasure, yes?
-No, business.

Oh, business.
You are going to buy something, no?

-Yes?
-Well, maybe, if the price is right.

Bananas, yes?

-No.
-Coconuts, yes?

-No.
-Then, tobacco, no?

-Yes?
-No.

-Tell him, maybe he can heIp us.
-I don't think we shouId.

If word gets around,
they'll boost the price up.

Hmm. I hadn't thought of that.

But we gotta tell somebody. This guy
don't Iook Iike no businessman to me.

He's right. I am a terribIe businessman.

I tell nobody nothing.

-What do you think?
-What can we Iose?

We're here for a zombie.

No, no, no!

-No, no, no!
-What's the idea, scaring my waiter?

We didn't do anything to him.

No, he just asked us our business.
Jerry toId him.

-That's right.
-I think he's a secret drinker.

-And what is your business?
-We're Iooking for a zombie.

Yeah. In good condition.

-You're fooIs to joke about a thing Iike this.
-Mister, it's no joke.

No, we really gotta have one.

You're crazy, both of you.
There's no such thing.

Even to speak of it is death.

I must taIk to you.

How can he taIk to you
if you cut his throat?

What do you suppose she wants?

I don't know,
but I'm not waiting to find out.

On second thought,
maybe we'd better wait.

Uh, won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Say, what's the idea of all of this?

You're Iooking for a zombie?

Yeah. Doesn't that word scare you?

-No.
-Well, it's beginning to scare me.

The onIy thing that scares me
is being stranded on this isIand.

When your boat Ieaves,
there isn't another one for six months.

-There are worse things here than zombies.
-But there are zombies?

JEAN:
I'm not sure, but I think....

-Say, if I heIp you, will you heIp me?
-Yeah.

You shouId find out
what her probIem is first.

-Just see that I get on that boat.
-Will you heIp us find a zombie?

-I'll try.
-You know where they keep them in stock?

No, but I've heard a Iot of taIk
since I came here two years ago.

Every time there's a full moon,
those voodoo drums start beating.

They nearIy drive me crazy.

They have something to do with zombies.
I know that much.

I think I can Iead you to them.

You Iead Jerry to them.
I'll stay and watch this end.

-Oh, be quiet.
-I'll go change. I'll be right back.

Will you stop trying to ride piggyback?

But, Jerry, I'm scared.

Hey, we're Iucky.
There's a full moon tonight.

Listen.

Those are voodoo drums.
That's the death beat you hear.

-We'll have to hurry.
-How will we know a zombie if we see one?

If you see a corpse waIking around,
that's a zombie.

Ouch! Oh!

-Are you hurt?
-My foot, my foot. It's got my foot.

That's nothing but a skull.

Nothing but a skull?

I'd rather see anything but a skull.

Oh, that's a voodoo symboI.
They call it an ovanga.

-We're on the right traiI. Come on.
-Here.

Ooh.

Jerry. Jerry, I'm tired. I wanna go home.

Oh, buck up. Be a man.

It can't be much further.
Those voodoo drums are cIoser.

You said it was Iike taking
a waIk in the park.

Well, this is Iike a park.

Jerry. Jerry, run!

How can I run?
You've both got me anchored here.

What was it?

Oh, it was nothing.

Nothing to worry about.

Oh, had me scared for a second.

Oh, don't you worry.

I'll take care of you.

Oh.

You go on ahead, if you're scared.

I don't know whether that's better
or worse.

HeIp! HeIp!

-Jerry, it's a Iion. A Iion.
-Oh, don't be scared.

It's dead. It can't hurt you.

It's another symboI. We're getting cIoser.

-Jean, have you ever seen a zombie?
-No.

Why, if we were even caught watching
them, it'd mean death for all of us.

Hey, wait for me.

Jerry.

Hey, quit pushing.

Cut it out, will you?

Jerry. Jer--

Say, will you cut it out?
I'm trying to find--

Those drums are getting cIoser now.

Come on, Mike.

Don't be a sIowpoke.

Gosh, your hand is coId.
Now, don't go doing any worrying.

If you see a zombie,
just grab him and turn him over to me.

ToId you I'd take care of everything.

In a few minutes,
we'll have a zombie right in our hands.

Oh, Mike.

Hey, what's the idea?

Hey, Mike, what'd you Iet go for?

-Mike.
Jerry.

What did you turn back for?

I didn't turn back.

Jerry, I saw one.

-You saw one what?
-A zombie.

He knocked me down over there.

You're crazy. I had you by the wrist,
when you turned and ran.

-No, you didn't have me by the wrist.
-I did.

This is no time to argue.
We gotta catch up with Jean.

Jerry, pIease beIieve me.

I saw a zombie, a dead man waIking.

You didn't see anything.
I was with you all the time.

And if you did see a zombie,
why didn't you grab him?

That's what we're Iooking for.
Now, come on.

Jerry, Mike, Iook.

Those natives with the spears,
they're hill natives.

They're dangerous.

-We gotta get cIoser.
-I was thinking we shouId get farther away.

What do we do now?

We'd better get in that hut over there.
Hurry up.

I got a hunch
there's a zombie in that box.

I hope I never find out.

-Jerry, they're coming after us.
-They don't even know we're here.

But we better hide anyway. Come on.
I'm gIad Jean stayed behind.

Hey, Iet's get in here.

-Oh, pygmies. We're trapped.
-They're nothing but monkeys.

-There's not enough room for the two of us.
-I know it.

Oh.

Ah!

Run. Run, Jerry, run.

Faster. Faster, boy.

Run.

Boy, I hope he makes it.

Is he fa--?

Zombie!

-Mike.
-Jerry.

I just saw another zombie.
Over there.

You're so scared you turned bIack.

BIack? Oh, no, that's soot I put on.

-You know, you Iook better that way.
-Thanks. Oh.

-They're coming back again.
-I'm gonna get in the basket this time.

No, no, we gotta get out of here quick.
Come on.

-They're getting cIoser.
-And we're getting no pIace fast.

Hey, it's darker in there.
Let's go that way.

Get up, get up. This is no time to rest.

Hey, what do you know? A wall.

-Come here, move over, boost me up.
-Okay.

If we can see what's on the other side
of this thing, we're safe.

What do you see, Jerry?
Boy, we're in Iuck. It's a house.

How about Jean?
Do you think she's safe?

Oh, sure, don't worry about her.
She knows her way around these woods.

She's coming out of it, doctor.

Maybe you shouId give her
another sedative.

No.

I'm ready to give her the serum.

It seems a shame to make
such a beautifuI girI into a zombie.

She will be just as nice to Iook at.

And if this formuIa works,
her beauty will be preserved indefiniteIy.

-What's the matter with the dogs?
-There may be someone in the grounds.

Everything is ready and--

-See who it is.
-Yes, all right.

What's the matter with the fooI dogs?

I don't know. They must have chased
an animaI up the tree.

Here, take them away.

-Hello.
-Greetings, friend.

Come on down.

-Yes, sir.
-Oh, yes.

Hope you got a Iicense for those dogs.

I'm gonna report them.
They're very unfriendIy.

-What are you doing here?
-Well, we just thought that--

Oh, you're the two
who came on the boat.

Yes. And if you'll Iead us back to the boat,
we'll be the two who are Ieaving on it.

Oh, but this is a very pIeasant surprise.

It is?
-Yeah.

I Iooked all over town for you tonight
to invite you here.

You did? Well, we had a coupIe
of other calls to make first.

Oh, but now that you are here,
everything is all right.

-Uh, won't you come inside?
-Oh, sure.

-Follow me.
-Thank you.

Dr. RenauIt will be very pIeased
to see you.

-Dr. RenauIt?
-Did you say Dr. RenauIt?

-Is he the guy who knows about zombies?
-Is he aIive?

He was a few minutes ago.

But if he knows anything about zombies,
he doesn't tell me.

-Uh, is he all right?
-What do you mean?

What does he do around here?

Dr. RenauIt is on the isIand to study
a bIight which affects banana trees.

Oh.

Won't you go in, gentIemen?

Oh, thank you.

-Oh, thank you.
-Thank you very much.

-Good evening, gentIemen.
Oh.

This is Dr. RenauIt.

How do you do, Dr, RenauIt?
I'm Jerry MiIes and this is Mike Streger.

WeIcome to San Sebastian CastIe.

These are the two subjects
I was telling you about, doctor.

They got Iost in the jungIe
and came here by themseIves.

Subjects? Subjects for what?

Everyone on this isIand
is referred to as a subject of the king.

-Oh.
-Ain't it a coincidence?

Professor Hopkins at the, uh,
museum in New York...

...toId us to Iook you up,
and here we are.

-Professor Hopkins?
-Uh-huh.

Is he a friend of yours?

Oh, yeah, sure.

We're paIs. Uh, we're just Iike that:

I hate him.

Oh, well. We didn't care
very much for him either.

He's a weird fellow.

Uh, we're doing some research on
zombies, and he said you couId heIp.

The fooI.

I know nothing about zombies.

I came here to study
a strange coconut bIight.

Coconut bIight?
He said it was a banana bIight.

Oh, Joseph is coIor bIind.

-Won't you come into the sitting room?
-Oh, yeah.

Nice pIace you have here.

Yeah, cozy, ain't it?

Doctor, I can't understand it.

Professor Hopkins said you had made
a great study of zombies.

Hopkins aIways was strange.

PeopIe said he was crazy,
but I don't think he was crazy.

Not very crazy, anyway.

-Not very crazy?
-No.

Now make yourseIves comfortabIe,
gentIemen, and we'll visit Iater.

If you will excuse me,
I have some Iaboratory work to finish.

Laboratory work?
Anything we can heIp with?

There's nothing I can heIp with.

There may be something Iater.

-Joseph.
-Yes, doctor.

Uh, I won't be Iong, gentIemen.

-Oh, that's all right.
-Yeah, yeah, take your time.

It occurred to me, Joseph...

...I will not want these guests
to return to the States with word...

...that I am still aIive and working.

WouId it not be better if I used them for
my experimentaI shots with the new serum?

If it doesn't work,
we have the girI for further tests.

-A good thought.
-Thank you, doctor.

Though I question your scientific interest
in the girI.

-What will I do with these two?
-I don't care.

Just keep them out of my way.

Or better yet...

...have them dig a coupIe of graves
for themseIves in case this experiment faiIs.

-How tall are you?
-Uh, five-foot-nine.

-Thank you.
-You're weIcome.

You're an unusuaI shape.
Uh, do you mind Iying down here?

Oh, no. Not at all.

Hey, what's my shape got to do with it?
And what's these hoIes for anyway?

Why must you be so suspicious?

What kind of a guest are you?

The doctor said he needed some hoIes
to pIant some stuff in.

The Ieast we can do is dig them.
Don't be ungracious about it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

-You may get up now.
-Oh, thank you.

When you get finished, come on inside
and I'll show you where you sIeep tonight.

Oh, fine, thanks.

Hey, Mike, he's a nice feller, isn't he?

Yeah, he's all right.

But, you know, Jerry,
I don't think that doctor's right.

How do you mean?

Well, I don't think this is the right season
to pIant things.

Ah, he's probabIy pIanting
something a IittIe unusuaI.

Anyway, the exercise will do you good.

Why, you'll sIeep Iike a top.
Come on, Iet's dig.

I can't understand
what's taking me so Iong.

I've thrown more dirt out of here
than was in here when I started.

What did you say?

Why, you idiot, you're throwing
the dirt out of your hoIe into mine.

Gee, I'm sorry, Jerry.

I was wondering where it was all going.

Don't you think these things
are deep enough yet?

No, we gotta go deeper.
The doctor said 8 feet.

Okay, but I sure am getting tired.

Jerry! Jerry!

Jerry! Jerry!

Run, Jerry, run!

Hey, what are you doing over there?

You're making more noise
digging that hoIe...

...than they did digging
the Panama CanaI.

How you ever gonna get that dug
if you Iie down?

Jerry. Jerry, I saw him again.

-You saw who?
-The zombie.

The same one I saw back in the jungIe.

I mean, the-- The first one
I saw in the jungIe.

You're crazy. There wasn't any zombie
back there in the jungIe.

And there isn't any down there, unIess
he's a midget and you're sitting on him.

Come on, I'll heIp you out.
You dug too much. You got too tired.

I know it sounds Iike I'm crazy,
but I'm not.

-I really saw him.
-Where did you see him?

I fell through the bottom of that hoIe
and I Ianded some pIace in the castIe.

And then I saw the zombie.
He sat up in a coffin.

Then I ran up some stairs
and I came through that door up there.

-What door?
-The one right up there.

-It's gone.
-It was never there.

Hey, what did you do?
Hit yourseIf in the head with a shoveI?

What's the matter?
Is-- Is there anything wrong?

Oh, no, everything's all right.

My partner here worked a IittIe too hard.
He had a stroke.

He thinks he saw a zombie
in a coffin inside the castIe.

I know I saw one.

-Good night's rest will fix him up.
-I understand.

I'll show you to your room
and you can see Dr. RenauIt in the morning.

Oh, if you Iike, I'll have the doctor
give you something to make you sIeep.

That's a good idea. I think he overdid it.

No, no. I don't wanna go to sIeep.

I'm gonna keep my eyes open
around this pIace.

All right, Mike, anything you say.
Anything you say, Mike.

-Joseph?
-Yes, doctor.

-Where are our visitors?
-I put them in the guest room.

-They're ready whenever you want them.
-Good. Good.

Come, KoIaga.

That fat one fell through an oId trapdoor
into the passageway whiIe digging.

He saw KoIaga sitting up in the coffin.

Then we had better take him first.

Later, have KoIaga fill in that grave...

...to prevent someone eIse
falling through the trapdoor.

I don't want anyone getting hurt.

KoIaga, bring the one called Mike.

Jerry.

Isn't it nice of Dr. RenauIt
to keep nightgowns for his guests?

It sure is.

But I wonder why they tie up in the back.

I don't know. Go to sIeep.

Okay, but I hope I don't dream
about those zombies I saw.

Now, Iook, you didn't see any zombies.

Why wouId I say I saw a zombie
if I didn't?

I don't know that, but I do know this.

I was with you all evening,
and I didn't see zombies.

And you say you saw a zombie
in the castIe.

Mike, it just doesn't make sense.

Jerry, I know it doesn't
make sense, but....

Jerry. Jerry!

-Now what?
-There.

-There, it's him.
-What's him?

The zombie, over there.

Hey, I gotta get you to a good doctor.
There's nothing there.

Well, it was there a minute ago,
standing 20 feet tall and reaching for me.

I saw him, Jerry.
I couIdn't dream a thing Iike that.

He came through that wall over there.

Now, wait a minute,
I'm getting tired of this.

You're even making me nervous.

If you open your yap again
about a zombie...

...I'm gonna make you sIeep
in another room by yourseIf.

Oh, no. PIease, Jerry, don't say that.

I get awfully scared when I'm by myseIf.
I won't say another word, honestIy.

I promise you, I won't.

All right, Iet's get some sIeep.

Okay, I'll try my best.

Why does everything
have to happen to me?

I'm sorry if it seemed
Iike I was picking on you.

But I just can't understand you tonight.
You're not the same oId Mike.

No, sir, you're changing.

Mike, what happened?

Oh, what am I saying?

Mike? Mike?

I guess he went down the hall
to Iook the pIace over.

He's sure nervous.

What am I telling it to you for?

Well, I might as well get some sIeep.

Maybe he went down to see the doctor
to get a sedative.

Yeah, that must be it.

Good night.

Good. Good.

No puIse whatsoever.

It works much faster
than any I have used before.

I hope it Iasts.

Oh, I hope it Iasts.

Joseph, unstrap him.

Sit up.

A very fine subject, doctor.

They're all fine for a few days,
but we'll see.

Get down and go to your room.

KoIaga, bring the other one.

HeIp! HeIp!

Keep that girI quiet.

HeIp!

-I'll have to tie you up.
-Aah!

Oh, you're back, huh, Mike?

I've been Iying here worrying about you.
Thought maybe I hurt your feeIings.

It's okay. You go ahead.

Keep taIking about seeing zombies
if you want to.

But mind you, I don't think you saw any.

Now, wait a minute. Who are you?

What do you want?

HeIp, Mike!

Mike, save me. Mike.

I beIieve you now. Mike, pIease.

PIease, Mike.
Oh, can't you hear me, Mike?

Mike, oh, heIp. Oh!

That's all, KoIaga.

Go fill in the grave above trapdoor.

There's no need for you to be afraid.

The serum is entireIy painIess.

Oh, you probabIy saw your friend
and wondered what's wrong with him.

There's no harm in telling you now.

He's in a state of suspended animation,
technically speaking.

That is, he's capabIe of functioning...

...onIy under thought suggestions
not his own.

To put it more simpIy...

...he is a zombie.

In a few moments, you too will be one.

You're advancing science.

You're a great heIp to me in my research.

Great heIp.

-Stop.
-Run, Jean.

You can't get away.
You'll never get away aIive.

Now you'll die.

Too bad you resisted.

Ah, too bad I resisted, huh?

Too bad you didn't know
what a punch I pack.

Oh, brother.

Come on, hurry up. Quick.

Go upstairs, quick.

Jerry.

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought it was RenauIt.

Jerry. Jerry.

I will attend to reviving him.

Hmm.

You have done me a great service.

-I thought I was hitting you.
-Naturally.

You may go upstairs.
And don't try to escape.

The dogs wouId tear you to bits
before you couId cross the grounds.

KoIaga will heIp me with your friend.

KoIaga.

Come, Kolaga...

Dr. RenauIt.

Yes, what is it?

Joseph! KoIaga!

Kill, KoIaga. Kill, KoIaga.

All right, Dr. RenauIt.

KoIaga. KoIaga.

Kill, KoIaga.

Kill. Kill, KoIaga.

We gotta get Mike.

Wait here. We won't be a minute.

All right, hurry.

All right, Jean. All set.

Well, say. What's the matter with them?
Do I Iook that ferocious?

No, it's Mike. They know he's a zombie.

Oh, a zombie is a handy thing
to have aIong on these trips.

WaIk, Mike.

-The boat.
-Yeah.

It Iooks Iike it's getting ready to Ieave.
We gotta get on it.

Oh, wait a minute, those are the guys
we interrupted at the voodoo party.

-We gotta make a run for it.
-It's no use, we'd never get past them.

No. No, Mike.

Zombie.

Zombie.

Zombie. Zombie.

Zombie. Zombie.

Zombie.

-The waIking dead.
-Zombie.

Zombie.

-Zombie.
-The waIking dead.

Zombie.

Zombie. Zombie.

-Say, skipper.
-Yes?

WouId you mind sending
a cabIegram to New York?

No, not at all.

-Nice day, isn't it?
-LoveIy.

Here you are. Thanks.

You're weIcome.

-Comfy?
-Mm-hm.

-Are you?
-Mm-hm.

DougIas WaIker taIking.

ExcIusive. New York.

My candidate for the most nervous man
of the week...

...Ace Miller, who promised New Yorkers
he wouId produce a genuine zombie...

...at the opening
of his new Zombie Hut tonight.

I'll be there, and what a laugh
I'm going to have...

What a Iaugh I couId have if I couId get
my hands on those two press agents.

Why don't I hear from them?
Why don't I hear from them?

-I wanna see that zombie.
-What a gag.

If they really have one,
I'll faint right in my tracks.

-Those guys shown up yet?
-No.

Hi, Gus. Hi, Benny.

Hi, Jerry.
Uh, is this the canary you mentioned?

Yeah. Jean LaDance, Gus and Benny.

-Ha, gIad to know you.
-How do you do?

And good oId Mike. Ha, ha.

How are you?

Hey, what's the matter with him?

-Stinko?
No.

And where's the it? The whatchamacallit?
The zombie?

Wait a minute, Gus, they got one.
There it is.

What are you giving me?
That organ grinder's ape ain't no zombie.

Now, take it easy, Gus.
The monkey isn't a zombie, it's Mike.

-Mike?
-Yes.

Oh, I don't know
what I'm gonna do with you.

Ace toId us not to bother bringing you back
unIess you had that zombie.

And this is just as good a pIace
as any to Iose you.

Now, don't be a sap.
I'm telling you, he's a zombie.

We'd better get to that opening
as fast as we can.

-All right, then, get him in the car.
-Okay.

WaIk, Mike.

-What do you think?
-We'd better make sure. I'll give the buzzer.

-Yeah, I'll make with the hot foot.
-Yeah.

Okay, Mike. Sorry I doubted you.

Shake.

He don't even feeI right.

We'll find out.

-Hot foot?
-Uh-uh.

Hot hand. Stick out your hand, Mike.

Mike, put the matches in Gus' pocket.

We want a zombie!

We want a zombie!

We want a zombie!

-When those guys show up, Iet me know.
-Okay.

WaIk, Mike.

WaIk. Up.

WaIk, Mike.

Straight ahead.

Stop. Turn around.

Sit down, Mike.

Uh, you wait here, sir.
I'll tell Ace you're here.

-Uh, stick around with them.
-Huh?

Oh, no. No, no. Not me.
I'm going with you.

-It Iooks Iike we got here just in time.
-Yeah.

It's good we brought back
Mike as a zombie.

Otherwise, I'd be in the river by now,
and you wouIdn't be getting a job here.

It's my turn to taIk, anyway.
I wanna thank you for everything.

Gee, you've been sweet.

Oh, it was nothing. Nothing at all.

No, no.

You can't do this to me, Mike.
You can't do this. He can't do this to me.

Look, he's not a zombie anymore.
He's come out of it.

-Where am I?
-I'll tell you in a minute.

Oh, this is awfuI.

Now, Iisten, Mike. Concentrate.

Ace Miller's coming,
and you've gotta put on an act.

Hear me? You've gotta put on an act.

-What do you mean?
-You've gotta become a zombie.

You're crazy.
I won't do it, not for you or anybody eIse.

Oh, I will be crazy
if you don't do what I say.

Jean, you taIk to him.

PIease, it's for the good of all of us.

No, I tell you, I won't do it.

-You won't?
-No.

Ace, oId man, gIad to see you.

Well, we did it. Yes, sir, we did it.

-This is the girI I cabIed about, Jean.
-Hello, Mr. Miller.

-So they got Mike, huh?
-Yes.

Mike Streger gave his Iife
to his career as a press agent.

Poor Mike. Poor brave Mike.

Don't Iook different to me than he did
before, except he keeps his kisser shut.

How do I know the guy's a zombie?
WaIker's got experts out there.

It's the most amazing thing, boss.

-Nothing seems to hurt him.
-That's right.

-Set him on fire again, Benny.
Yeah.

No, not now.
After all, poor Mike's been through a Iot.

He's got to make an appearance.
Let's wait till after the show.

Listen. They're yelling for him now.

Come on, we better get him out there.
Up, Mike.

I'd be in a tough spot now
if it wasn't for Mike.

WaIk, Mike.

Wait a minute.
So nothing hurts him, eh?

Aah! Ouch!

-He busted my Ieg! Ouch!
-Shh!

-Murder, poIice.
-So nothing hurts him?

So he's a zombie, eh?

I'm gonna make zombies out of you two
phonies. OnIy you won't be waIking around.

Get outside, watch that door.

-I don't want any interruptions.
-Wait a minute, I swear.

Up to a minute ago, he was a zombie.

That's right, Ace.
I didn't even know I was back home.

What are you gonna do?

-Something I shouId have done Iong ago.
-What?

Instead of a zombie,
I'm gonna show Mr. Nosy WaIker...

...press agents who committed suicide.

-No, pIease, Ace.
-No, pIease, don't shoot us, Ace.

No, Ace, pIease.
PIease, don't shoot. PIease, Ace.

PIease, pIease, pIease.

That's our cue.

Ace Miller.

It's the boss.

Get up. WaIk.

Zombie.

Zombie.

Well, Jerry, we did it.

Shake, oId boy.

Jerry.