Original subtitles

[Narrator] There was once a group of men

who believed they could solve the mystery of mysteries.

They were scientists,

experts in chemistry,

biology, and physics.

Students of alchemy

and of the arcane principles which govern

the very equilibrium of our universe.

These men established a small research center

on a remote tropical island

where they preceded with their humanitarian mission.

A task linked to the fundamental principles

of our very existence.

Their aim was to conquer mankind's first,

oldest and greatest enemy:

death itself.

(pulsing rock music)

♪ Living the night ♪

♪ Living for flying so high ♪

♪ Feeling our bonds ♪

♪ For the final time ♪

♪ Touching our bane ♪

♪ Will feel your rain again ♪

♪ Dust in your veins ♪

♪ Mummify insane ♪

♪ Rising for North ♪

♪ Rising for flying so high ♪

♪ It's a nightlife, whoa ♪

♪ Running hard if you want it or not ♪

♪ It's a wild life, whoa ♪

♪ You can't stop ♪

♪ You must go on ♪

♪ Oh, living after death ♪

♪ Living after death ♪

♪ I'm living after death ♪

♪ Living after death ♪

♪ Rising for North ♪

♪ Rising for flying so high (So high) ♪

♪ Touching the bane ♪

♪ Will feel our rain again ♪

♪ It's a nightlife, whoa ♪

♪ Running hard if you want it or not ♪

♪ It's a wild life, whoa ♪

♪ You can't stop ♪

♪ You must go on ♪

♪ I'm living after death ♪

♪ Living after death ♪

♪ I'm living after death ♪

♪ I'm living ♪

♪ Living ♪

♪ Living after death ♪

(suspenseful music)

(screaming)

(speaking foreign language)

(groaning)

(grunting)

(groaning)

- That way. - Okay.

Come on, hurry up.

(speaking foreign language)

(screaming)

(slow suspenseful music)

(gagging)

(rumbling)

(screaming)

(groaning)

What have you done, you bastard?

It was you, wasn't it?

You who started the epidemic,

the evil that is wiping out our community.

You raised the dead to feed on the living.

You planned it.

Answer me, damn you!

You were the ones who started it.

You wanted to defy hell.

And now hell has accepted the challenge.

What are you talking about?

We came here in peace.

We didn't want any trouble.

You invaded our homes.

You even used us for your research.

Where's your wife?

My wife is in hell.

She is now one

with our daughter.

But she will be back soon to avenge her.

He wants us all to die from that awful disease.

We must do something to stop him

before he murders us

with his spells and his magic.

With voodoo.

- That's right. - Yeah, kill him.

- Right. - Destroy him.

Okay, okay, that's enough now. Be quiet!

We didn't have anything to do with your daughter's death.

We tried to save her.

But she had an incurable disease: cancer.

Our purpose on this island was to study cancer

and other diseases that have always afflicted mankind.

But we're scientists,

not witchdoctors.

Sometimes, through our research, we succeed in discovering a cure.

Other times, we don't.

We did all that we could to try to save her,

but she's dead now,

and none of your curses can bring her back to life.

You're wrong.

And you'll soon have the proof.

Hey may be scaring the rest of you,

and if you guys haven't got the guts to shoot,

I ain't afraid to.

(gun cocking)

Go ahead.

What are you waiting for?

Aim here,

but remember,

I'll persecute you after I'm dead.

I'll come looking for you to feed on your intestines.

I'll be in your nightmares.

Blow your brains out.

Stop!

Don't you realize he's our only hope

of putting an end to this insane slaughter?

(laughing maniacally)

There's nothing you can do.

I've used magic to open the third door to hell.

All of your science

and all of your research is helpless against that.

There's no place on earth

for you to hide from voodoo.

No one will survive here

where the dead shall devour the living.

And this island is destined

to become the island of the living dead.

You're wrong. You're mad.

Some of us have already managed to get away.

Thanks to them,

your macabre plans will be defeated.

No one

can escape the voodoo spell.

No one can escape his destiny.

(gun firing)

Come back to life now if you can, bastard!

Fool.

You realize what you've done?

(screaming)

(screaming)

Come on, let's kill her!

(screaming)

(yelling)

(growling)

(screaming)

(gun firing) (screaming)

Get out! Now!

(suspenseful music)

[Child] Mommy, mommy, where are we going?

- Don't worry, it's okay.

Come on, hurry, don't stop.

- Are you sure this is the way? - I think so.

Careful.

I just want to get out of here, come on.

(birds chirping)

- Here, I'll take her.

- [Woman] Give her to me.

- Let's go.

- [Child] Mommy, I'm scared.

- It's all right, honey.

- Now where do we go?

- It's useless.

We'll never get off this island.

- We mustn't give up yet.

If we make it to the water,

we've got some hope of escaping.

If the boat's expecting us,

we will be safe.

- We'll die

and they'll eat our bodies just like everyone else's.

(slow suspenseful music)

- Something's coming.

- What's happening?

- [Child] Mommy?

- They're getting nearer.

Come on.

(heavy synth music)

(whispering)

- We'll never get out of this place.

- Don't worry, we will.

Come on, we got to keep moving.

- No.

Shoot it.

(gun firing)

(screaming)

(screaming)

(growling)

- Wait here.

(dramatic synth music) (screaming)

- Brian. - Daddy.

- Fight him, go.

No.

Listen.

Listen to me sweetheart.

Now you have to run very fast.

You understand?

Fast as you can without stopping.

And if you're obedient,

mother will join you later.

- [Child] But I want to stay with you, mommy.

Look, I'll let you wear this and I want you to run very fast.

You understand me?

And promise not to take it off until I tell you, okay?

[Child] Okay, mommy.

- Start running.

Go on, go.

Don't stop.

Run.

Run.

Bastard!

(screaming)

(screaming)

(suspenseful synth music)

♪ Living the night ♪

♪ Living for flying so high ♪

- [Rod] Why we slowing down,

we'll never get past this goddamned island.

- We're nearly out of gas, that's why.

- Don't worry, boys.

One toke of this stuff

and we'll be flying.

- Hey, Louise. - Thank you, but no thanks.

I'd like to keep my feet on the ground.

- That friend of yours,

don't think she's enjoying herself.

- I don't know, maybe she's seasick.

- This is it, kids.

This is the answer to Columbian gold.

- [Rod] Don't hog it all.

- I won't.

That's great.

Way to go.

- So, you guys known each other a long time, huh?

- That we have.

Joined up to fight a war together.

And when that was over,

we began traveling around looking for other wars to fight,

making a living as soldiers of fortune,

mercenaries.

Of course we only work for the good guys,

if they can afford our lifestyle.

Huh, guys?

(laughing)

- How you doing?

- I'll be all right when we get back to open sea.

- Don't you like it here?

Looks nice.

Typical deserted island.

- No, it's weird.

Something strange about it

as if it were haunted.

This sort of thing,

I used to dream about.

There was an island like this one,

full of zombies,

the living dead.

They were horrible.

- I wouldn't be concerned,

we're headed for the harbor.

- I still hate it.

But maybe it's fate.

Anyway, with this I feel safe.

- What is that?

- It's a key,

to keep the door to hell closed.

- The door to hell?

- [Woman] That's right.

♪ I'm living after death ♪

♪ I'm living after death ♪

♪ Living ♪

♪ Living ♪

♪ Living after death ♪

♪ It's a wild night, whoa ♪

- Damn hot around here.

- Yeah.

I expected it to get like that.

It means we're not far from the hidden eye of the volcano.

- It's like being locked in a steam bath.

- Do we have to go on?

- Yeah.

Here.

- Thanks.

- [Rod] Come on, kids.

- Uh-uh.

(slow suspenseful music)

(growling)

- You hear that?

- What, you think I'm deaf?

- [Mad] What the hell is it?

- [Woman] The souls of the dead.

- Yeah, you'd burst your ear drums

if all the dead souls in the world

began shouting.

- Why?

- They're calling.

They way the did in my dream.

- Let's get out of here, guys.

I don'! like it.

I'm scared.

That noise is creepy.

- [Rod] Relax, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Come on Mad, get some life out of this tub.

- [Mad] Goddamn engine's acting up.

- It's them.

- Hey what's the matter, Mad?

Why don't you step on the gas?

- She's on full throttle

but the engine doesn't respond.

Something's wrong.

- [Rod] Jesus, Mad, we're heading straight for the island.

- [Mad] I'm not steering, the wheel's stuck.

- [Rod] We'll have to stop and fix it.

- [Louise] We can't land on this island.

- [Mad] We have no choice.

- [Rod] Those noises, they stopped.

- Hey look, there's a warf,

we can go there.

(suspenseful synth music)

- I hope we're nearly there, David.

I'm not sure I can take any more of this heat.

- What do you say, David?

You're in charge.

- I say let's go.

- [Valarie] It's never gonna end.

I know it won't.

We'll just go on walking forever.

- [David] Oh, come on, Valarie.

We're more than halfway there.

Trust me.

- You know what happened to Red Riding Hood

in the woods, don't ya?

- [Woman] No, what?

- Wolf pinched her ass.

- [Woman] You bastard.

- Watch your ass, baby.

- [Woman] And you're another.

- [Mad] Hey Dan, don't you try to steel off with my baby.

(group chattering)

- [Woman] I'm not anybody's baby.

- [Rod] Hey Mad,

do you think we'll find a boatyard around here?

- [Mad] get lost.

- [Rod] I don't know where they are.

(slow suspenseful synth music)

- [Woman] Oh.

- [Mad] Careful.

- [Woman] I haven't got the right shoes, that's for sure.

(group chattering)

(group chattering)

- [Louise] Tommy.

- Tommy.

Tommy.

- [Both] Tommy.

- Tommy.

(grunting)

- Hey, where the hell are you?

- Tommy.

- Tommy.

- Tommy.

- Tommy.

- I'm over here.

Come on.

(screaming)

- Tommy.

That was him.

That was him shouting.

(Tommy moaning)

Oh my god.

Tommy, what happened?

- He's covered in blood.

Jesus, who did that to you?

- Crazy guy dressed in black.

I think he had leprosy.

- That's an ugly wound.

We've got to do something.

- Bastards sneak up behind me and bit me.

- We'll have to treat it.

- With what?

- You fucking son of a bitch.

Come out and show yourself.

(gun firing)

- Better head back to the boat.

Come on, let's go.

- Here.

- Give me your hand.

This must be the place.

- Long walk.

- Yeah, but it's worth it.

- What's that noise?

- It's coming from there,

from that opening.

(moaning and growling)

- It sounds like crying.

- Yeah.

The diary.

The community's book.

It mentioned that

the damned souls that killed everyone on the island

destroyed the settlement.

- I don't want to go on.

- Don't be stupid.

You've already come this far.

In my opinion,

you ought to go the whole way

and find out the truth about what really happened

to all those researchers.

- That's all very well, Chuck,

but frankly, I don't want to die on this island.

- Come on.

(slow suspenseful music)

- There's some torches here, David.

Shall we use them?

- Sure.

- Where's your lighter?

- Just a second.

All right.

(slow suspenseful music)

Disgusting smell.

- Look, these graves are empty.

- [Rod] They didn't pay the rent.

They got evicted.

- Hey Dan, put Tommy on that bed

while we check the other rooms.

- Come on, man.

Easy does it.

There you go.

(grunting)

(distant moaning and growling)

(suspenseful synth music)

(dramatic synth music)

- Holy shit.

What's all this stuff?

- The circle of Satan.

It's the door of hell.

A voodoo ritual.

It prevents the dead from rising.

You have to,

you have to

put the amulet in the center

like this.

- Bullshit.

That's all it is.

(blowing)

- Don't worry, Tommy.

We'll find some medicine.

You'll be okay.

(groaning)

(whistling)

- [Mad] Funny, no fever.

He's cold as ice.

- You guys, look what I found.

Two M16s.

- Let me have one.

Hey, baby.

Welcome home to your big papa.

(laughing)

Yeah.

Hey, Tommy,

look at this.

We got M16s again,

just like in the old days.

We can fight anything now.

- He can't hear you.

I think he's almost in a coma.

- I've been kind of wondering,

why all these weapons in the hospital.

- I guess they wanted to defend themselves.

Evidently they failed.

It'll soon be night.

We'll have to set up guard duty.

- I want the first watch.

Anyone tries to get near us,

they'll have to deal with baby and me.

Come on, honey.

(dramatic synth music)

- [David] This is incredible.

- [Chuck] What kind of place is it?

- [Valarie] It's like some kind of temple.

- [Chuck] If they island's uninhabited,

who lit all these candles?

- [Valarie] Why are they arranged in a circle like that?

(blowing)

- "The Book of the Dead."

- No, you mustn't open it.

- Why not?

- Because it could be dangerous.

- Don't be silly.

- What's wrong with you two?

The diary said it started in a grotto

with voodoo magic.

- You're being childish, Valarie.

I bet this was written by a fanatic

who belonged to some religious sect.

- Hey, how can you talk like that?

You haven't seen enough?

- Come on, Chuck.

Why don't you try reading some of it.

- Don't do it.

It might release the evil forces.

- If reading this

will solve the mystery of what happened

all those years ago,

then I'll do it.

That's the only reason we came here.

- Come on then,

why are you waiting?

Go ahead and read something.

- I open the third door of hell.

I close the third door of hell

and the dead avenged my wrath.

I raised the dead with my rites

and scattered their souls away.

These dammed souls forever will

wander betwixt hell and earth

as angels of the wasteland.

And the dead, to ease their hunger

will free themselves of the living.

If you want to open the door to hell today,

these four words you must say.

- Well, why are you stopping at the best part?

- No, I don't want to read anymore.

Please.

I don't feel like it.

- See what you've done to him?

I was afraid that would happen.

(speaking foreign language)

Zombie.

(speaking foreign language)

Zombie.

You see, do you really believe in zombies

in this day and age?

Nothing happened.

Watch out for the werewolf.

(rumbling)

Now what's happening?

(suspenseful synth music)

(crying and groaning)

(grunting)

(screaming)

(groaning)

(yelling)

(screaming)

Stay back, stay back!

No, no!

(grunting)

(neck cracking)

(zombies moaning)

(neck cracking)

(zombies moaning)

(gasping)

(yelling)

(groaning)

(rock thudding)

- Valarie.

David.

(screaming)

David.

(crying and groaning)

(screaming)

(screaming)

(slow suspenseful synth music)

(screaming)

(groaning)

(gasping)

- That was a dumb ass thing to do.

I might-a shot ya.

- I'm sorry.

It's just that

I couldn't get to sleep

so I thought I could keep you company.

(soft synth music)

- Okay, I understand.

It isn't easy to sleep

on a hot night like this,

and this fog.

- Aren't you frightened?

- Sure, it's only natural to feel frightened.

It's fear that saves your life when you're fighting,

waiting for Charlie to drop out of the trees at night.

Those are the times that really count

for something in a man's life.

When you discover if you've got balls or not.

- And do you?

- Yeah, I found out one thing.

When a man's afraid he's gonna die,

there's nothing he wants more than a woman by his side.

And I want you.

- No, not now, please.

I'm sorry.

- Yeah.

Okay.

(growling)

(suspenseful synth music)

You slimy bastard.

I'll kill you.

- What the hell's going on?

- I'll blow your brains out.

- Shoot the motherfucker.

(guns firing)

(growling)

- [Rod] Get 'em off me.

- [Dan] Give me a hand.

[Mad] Dan, come on, we'll go fix the bastard.

- Out of the way.

You can only stop them by blowing his head off.

(gun firing)

We have to move.

They're coming

by the hundreds.

They're getting very near.

- I have to stop them.

I have to stop them.

- [Mad] Dan, go get the other gun

and bring some extra ammunition for us.

Hurry!

- Okay.

Listen, Louise, whatever happens,

don't move from here.

- Okay.

I want you to promise me that you won't move

...for any reason whatsoever. - I promise.

- All right, remember you aim high.

- Wait til they get closer.

Don't waste any ammunition.

Now.

(guns firing)

(guns firing)

(eerie atmospheric music)

(screaming)

Oh, God.

Stop this hurt from seeing.

Stop the living dead.

(screaming)

(crying and moaning)

(snarling)

(growling)

(growling)

(screaming)

- Cease fire.

They've stopped.

They're not moving.

(Jenny screaming)

- Jenny.

- I'll go.

- They're moving again.

- I saw some cans of gas in there.

Why don't we, uh, fix up a little bonfire for these bastards?

- All right.

(crying and snarling)

(gun firing)

- Where's Tommy gone?

- No, he's one.

- He's one what?

- A zombie.

- Tommy?

(suspenseful synth music)

- This ought to do it.

- Go on.

- Fuckers. - Light it.

Kill the motherfuckers.

(all moaning)

Come on, let's go.

- My amulet.

- What the hell are you doing?

- We must keep them lit.

(screaming)

(gun firing)

(screaming)

(growling) (screaming)

- Jenny, Mad,

where are Louise and Tommy?

- He's turned into one of those monsters.

Look out.

(growling)

- [Dan] Tommy, what's happened to you?

- He isn't human any more.

He's one of them.

Same as the others.

- Right, aim for the head.

- No.

Screw you.

I ain't gonna shoot Tommy.

He's one of us.

- He's in real pain.

Yeah.

He can't live anymore.

(gun firing)

(eerie atmospheric music)

- I think that's an example

of what's gonna happen to us all

when they bite us.

Then I'm gonna get plenty of them first.

(yelling)

- [Mad] Rod, stop.

- Come and get it you stinking bastards.

I'll kill ya,

I'll kill you all.

(gun firing)

Louise, you shouldn't be staying out here.

It's dangerous.

- I thought you were gonna take care of me.

Why did you leave me all alone?

(breathing heavily)

(yelling)

- Rod!

- Don't.

There's nothing we can do for him now.

(slow suspenseful synth music)

(crunching) (groaning)

- Oh god, you're right.

- Jesus.

(grunting)

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

- [Dan] Out of the way.

(gun firing)

(slow suspenseful synth music)

(grunting)

(grunting)

I came here with two friends...

looking for this colony of scientists

who lived here and vanished about 20 years ago.

They performed experiments with a drug serum,

supposed to prevent human cell degeneration

and cure all kinds of diseases,

even cancer.

- Pie in the sky.

- And what happened to the two friends you were with?

We stumbled onto this strange grotto

with lights in it and candles

and an old book that talked about opening the gates of hell

and zombies eating the living.

It was this magic formula,

four words for summoning ghosts.

But it frightened me too much, so David decided to read it himself.

As soon as he finished reading, these monsters appeared and attacked us.

My friends were torn to pieces.

Even if they are monsters,

we'll stop them in any case.

We'll just aim for the heads.

I know what they want.

What they want is me.

Just look at them.

Like vultures waiting for their prey.

Why do you think you're the only one they want?

I know because I've been on this island before 20 years ago.

And your folks must have taken part in those experiments.

But why didn't you say something then

when I was telling everyone about it?

I'd forgotten.

I'm just beginning to recall it now.

- Tell us what you remember.

- Yeah, he's right.

It might help us to get out of here.

Go on, tell us the story.

(soft synth music)

- My father was a scientist,

a world famous chemist.

It was he who created the community

to do research here on the island.

He thought he was working for the good of humanity,

searching for a cure-all that would prevent death.

By using natural medicines,

which had been used by voodoo witchdoctors

in their magic rituals.

He and his colleagues

developed a vaccine

and tried it on a little girl

who was suffering from leukemia.

Unfortunately, she died

and her father who was a voodoo holy man

blamed the community and laid a curse on it.

On both my parents,

their colleagues,

and everyone on the island,

a horrible plague.

But my mother saved me with this,

my charm.

You said that amulet can close the door to hell.

There's no other way we can escape now

except by shutting the door to hell that the holy man left unlocked

and that they came out of.

This can stop them.

(suspenseful synth music)

(grunting)

- [Mother] I want you to wear this.

(screaming)

(screaming)

(gasping)

(gasping)

What's the matter?

It was a nightmare.

It's all right.

Now try and get some sleep.

Yeah.

(moaning)

(laughing)

(slow suspenseful synth music)

- Mad.

It doesn't hurt

bad.

Come on,

I want you to be like we are.

I'll be a new experience for you.

Just a bite

is all it takes

and you'll become one of the living dead.

Don't you want to be

like us?

- You're not getting your dirty hands on me.

(laughing)

(moaning) (gun firing)

(grunting)

[Rod] Here I come.

(yelling)

Mad's in trouble.

(gun cocking)

(Mad moaning)

What happened?

Who did this to you?

We'll get you out of here, don't worry.

What happened?

- Rod bit me.

He's turned into one of them.

Dan, I don't want to be one of those things outside.

- It's okay.

You're gonna be all right.

- You gotta shoot me.

Stop me before I kill anyone else.

- I said it's okay, I know it.

- Please.

Please.

Swear that you'll shoot me before it's too late.

Okay.

I swear it.

Okay.

- Yeah. - Now let's go.

He's dead.

(distant moaning)

- There are more out there.

(gun cocking)

(moaning)

What do we do?

[Chuck] Shoot 'em.

(moaning)

- Just a minute.

(gun cocking)

(dramatic synth music)

(gun firing)

(screaming)

(gasping)

(gun firing)

(groaning)

(moaning)

I said get out of here.

Tell Jenny I said get out,

and I mean, now.

For God's sake, Jenny, let's get going.

There's no way out.

- There's that window.

(yelling) (gun firing)

Come on, jump.

(growling)

(gun firing) (grunting)

(gun firing)

(eerie atmospheric music)

(grunting)

Your old friends

are all here to see you, Dan.

(grunting)

(zombies moaning)

(grunting)

(zombies moaning)

Here we are

together again.

(coughing)

And we're gonna be together...

forever.

(grenade exploding)

(snarling) (screaming)

(gun firing)

(screaming)

(punches thudding)

Help!

(gun firing)

[Chuck] Quick, let's get out of here.

(gun firing)

(heart beating)

(screaming)

(grunting)

(punches thudding)

(birds chirping)

(moaning)

Oh, God, look.

Yeah, I recognize this place.

The open door.

That's where it all began

and has to end.

(eerie atmospheric music)

(slow suspenseful synth music)

The Book of the Dead.

(distant moaning)

"There are three doors of heaven,

three doors of hell.

Those of heaven are within our souls.

Those of hell

are in the earth.

If you are willing to sacrifice your soul,

you'll be able

to close the opening."

(rumbling)

(slow suspenseful synth music) (grunting)

(amulet exploding) (gasping)

(screaming)

(crying)

(crying)

(pulsing rock music)

♪ Living the night ♪

♪ Living for flying so high ♪

♪ Filling our bonds ♪

♪ For the final time ♪

♪ Touching the bane ♪

♪ Feel your rain again ♪

♪ Dust in your veins ♪

♪ Mummify insane ♪

♪ Rising for North ♪

♪ Rising for flying so high ♪

♪ It's a nightlife, whoa ♪

♪ Running hard if you want it or not ♪

♪ It's a wild life, whoa ♪

♪ You can't stop ♪

♪ You must go on ♪

♪ Oh, living after death ♪

♪ Living after death ♪

♪ I'm living after death ♪

♪ I'm living after death ♪

♪ Rising for North ♪

♪ Rising for flying so high ♪

♪ Touching the bane ♪

♪ Will feel our rain ♪