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Previously oniZombie...

The rumors that our own men
are skimming brains
and selling them

on the black market.

There is one name I know.

Russ Roche.

I want you to buddy up to him.

- - Liz, stop!

You'’re suspended,
you are not to leave
this building

or participate in field work
of any kind

for the foreseeable
future.

What?

- -

Come on, Liz, you can'’t
let them eat my brain.

Our prisoner was turned
into a zombie last night.

Someone knew where he was.

You'’re her, aren't you?
You'’re renegade.

This is gonna get
you killed, Liv.

Isobel could be
the key to creating
a vaccine

that could prevent
every human on the planet
from catching

the zombie virus.

I'’m gonna die, I wanna
go out knowing that
my life had meaning.

It'’s basically
Party Central.

The booze, the drugs.

Honestly, Mom, it'’s a lot of
work having so much fun.

Thanks for taking one
for the team, honey.

-How are you feeling?
-Oh, fine.

Biggest problem here
is the noise.

Life with Liv and Peyton
is pretty much like living
in a brothel.

You'’re probably having
a hard time even hearing me
with all the

wild sex that'’s
going on.

I mean, yeah, now that
Curtis is a zombie,
Chase Graves can'’t eat

his brain and uncover
all the railroad'’s secrets,

but he can do other
things to get him to talk.

And that'’s all Curtis's
pregnant girlfriend
can think about.

It'’s all I'm thinking about.

Your parents
are gonna love me,

all parents do.

I'’m like a tall stuffed
animal with a medical
degree, you'’ll see.

I hope so.

It would be great if you could
check in on them while
I'’m in DC.

Wait, you'’re...

You'’re going to DC?

Yeah, in a couple days.

Did I forget to mention it?

Yeah, you did.

By the way, your voice goes up
an entire octave when
you'’re being sneaky.

I'’m not being sneaky.

That'’s two octaves.

You know how I used
to be afraid of needles?

What?

You'’re making
that face again.

Your nose.

Oh, um...

This? This is nothing.

It'’s just a regular
bloody nose,

not the certain death kind.

How long have you been
getting these?

Um, first time.

It'’s nothing, really.
Gotta run.
Talk later, love you.

Honey?

Isobel, are you hungry?

'’Cause I'm in
a waffle kind of mood.

-Isobel!
- What'’s wrong?

Oh, my God, is she...

Dead?

No, gotcha.

You should see
your faces right now.

So angry.

So drained
of blood.

Why would you do that?

Are you out of your mind?

This bloody nose,
is it real?

Look, I know you'’re pissed,

but if you just saw
my bloody nose,

you'’d freak because
of the whole
"I'’ll be dead soon" thing.

But since you thought
I was already dead,

and it turns out I'’m not,

you'’re relieved.

Right?

It'’s all about context.

Right?

We have to check Isobel
into a hospital.

Her opinion on the matter
is irrelevant.

She'’s right about one thing.

All they'’re gonna do there
is put her in a bed until
she dies.

And how are we gonna
get her there?

Conk her on the head?

Mornin'’!

Time to solve some
murders.

We'’re burnin' daylight.

Sounds like someone
didn'’t get his flu shot.

And maybe turn into
a werewolf? No, thanks.

00

in the parking lot of
Sick Puppies.

Sick Puppies?

It'’s a bar off 5th.

It shares a building
with a pet hospital.

Looks like blunt force
trauma to the head.

Oh, thank you, Doctor.

Do you mind if I render
an opinion so all those years

at medical school
don'’t feel wasted?

Man, she'’s got
pretty big hair.

And a pretty
big penis.

I guess all that medical
schooling did pay off.

Meet Vince.

He was at an office retirement
party for his boss,

where some of the workers did
a little "skit".

He played the part of Sheila,
the very real head of HR.

Apparently, he got
a lot of laughs.

And enough blunt force
trauma to tear his carotid
artery in half.

What did Sheila think of his
performance?

His co-workers said that
she was not amused.

Sounds like we have
our first suspect.

More than 40% of our brains
aren'’t making it to our
distribution centers.

The theft happens
after the trucks

with the brain tubes
leave the packaging plant,

but before they get to the
distribution centers.

We may, however,
have a solution.

What are those?

High-tech crates.

Manufactured by
a Japanese security firm.

If breached,
they signal their location.

They look expensive.

They are. Major.

Test them out in
the field.

If they work, we'’ll make
the switch.

Yes, sir.

I said I want camera two
on sticks, not handheld!

And when he walks
to stage left,

I want him backlit like
Ripley in Aliens,

when she says "Get
away from her, you bitch!"

Just '’cause you ate the brain

of some jackass who directs
music videos does not make
you a director.

Actually, that'’s exactly
what it means.

That'’s how it works.

What'’s all this?

This is for you, Mr. Number One
on the call sheet.

We are taking you global.

These walls are not big
enough to hold you.

You sermonize,
I will film-atize.

And then we will put it
out there and you will become

the spiritual leader
of the New World Order.

I'’m already the spiritual
leader of the New World Order.

We'’re just letting
everybody else know that.

Lieutenant,
I know you'’re busy,

but just one more
time, please.

Okay, but,
seriously, last time.

Oh, thanks.
It is just so
damn funny.

You and Michelle
knockin'’ boots yet?

No, not this.

The part where Liv
beats the dude with the fish.

I'’m not doing
this dance with you, Liv.

Hand stuff?

Look, we kissed,
the night of the lockdown.

I knew it.

It'’s complicated.

Look, I love Dale, but...

I just realized,
I'’m late for a thing.

Show me later.

I'’ve also been thinking
about how every future

I'’ve imagined for myself
had kids in it.

I wanna be a dad, Liv.

With a human like Michelle,
that can happen.

They'’re not letting zombies
adopt, so, you know,

with Dale, that'’d
mean no kids... Ever.

Look,
I love to laugh.

I just didn'’t think
Vince was funny.

I'’m an easy target.

I run HR, everybody
hates HR,

but I don'’t hold grudges.

Although, I will say
Vince is certainly a cheeky
one to make fun of people,

with all
his problems.

-What problems are those?
-He'’s a crazy germophobe.

The guy won'’t touch
a doorknob,

and then there'’s the constant
hand scrubbing.

And with this flu
going around?

Please, if Vince was here,
he'’d be crawling out
of his skin.

Sorry I'’m late.

With all the hacking
and sneezing,

trying to get through town
is like ice-skating on
a Petri dish.

What did I miss?

Sheila here was
expressing her displeasure
with Vince'’s portrayal of her.

But not enough
to kill him, my God!

Listen, you look like me,
you get pretty used to guys
staring at your boobs.

- -Come on.

If you'’re not gonna let me
buy you a shot, then let me
buy you a beer.

Come on,
be a little friendlier.

Dude, that'’s a dude.

Bet you think

you'’re real funny,
don'’t you, huh? You piece of--

What?

We need to talk to number 25

on the Sick Puppies
softball team.

I'’ll track down a roster.

There'’s a lot
of love out there.

And you'’re the man
with the plan.

You'’re gonna kill tonight,
baby, but don'’t actually
kill anybody,

because people
are gonna see this.

That was a joke,
of course.

But seriously, don'’t.

Don'’t kill anyone.

-Let'’s begin.
-I love that enthusiasm.

Just one small thought.

Instead of starting
at a ten,

maybe you can start
at a three or four,

and then build to a ten.

Just one man'’s opinion.

-Sam

Hit it.

- -New theme music. My idea.

You'’re welcome.

Answer me this,
brothers and sisters.

Does the rabbit tell the wolf
when it can be eaten?

No!

Or you can start on a ten.

Medical examiner, huh?

That must be
a tough gig right now.

Everyone'’s dead,
but nobody'’s dying.

If those damn zombies
have their way, you'’re gonna be
out of work really soon.

The spaghetti is

so good, isn'’t it, Bill?

Yes, dear, it is.

And you don'’t have to redirect
my conversation like
I'’m some kind of toddler,

Emily.

Look, I like you.

You'’re a hell of a lot more
engaging and personable
than Peyton'’s usual boyfriends.

Okay. Dad, we'’re not doing
this, okay?

My God, Peyton, I'’m giving
the man a compliment.

I'’d much rather you settle
for an ME with personality

than an actual doctor
with none.

- -Judge Charles...

I am an actual doctor,
and you'’re not giving me
a compliment.

You'’re taking a dig at me
to get a rise out
of your daughter,

and I want it to stop. Now.

These meatballs
sure are tasty.

And you can bet when
the time arrives,

they'’ll come with
their pitchforks,

they'’ll come
with their torches--

Are you crying because
of the medical condition,
or because

it moved you to tears?

The condition, but I did think
that Angus was powerful.

And the cut

The zoom in the last shot
felt unmotivated.

Unmotivated zoom--

Screw you.

I'’m not gonna sit here
and take film criticism from
some weeping monster.

You asked my opinion.

I'’m sorry, I'm just fragile.
This is my baby.

It'’s upload time.

Right after
we add some hashtags.

Hashtag zombie,
hashtag apocalypse.

Sure.

I mean, we want people
to see it.

So...

Hashtag lesbians,
hashtag twins,

hashtag badonkadonk,
hashtag bodacious tatas.

It'’s disrespectful, Don E.

Women with large breasts
are born that way.

Yeah, some of them.

Fine.

Forgot your progressive views
on such things, but
badonkadonk is fine.

We'’re live.

Well, I'’ll be back
in a few days.

While I'’m gone, Ravi said
he'’ll pop over and see
how you'’re doing.

Feed us our formula,
change our diapers,
that kind of thing?

Exactly, although I draw
the line at burping.

You may just have to
remain gassy.

And, hey, with Mom, you know,
volunteering, and your back...

Remember what happened
last time your back went out?

I do, I do.

-And you refuse to wear a--
-Of course, I didn'’t.

Don'’t even say it. You
think I'’ll wear a medical...

-I'’m not an old man.
-Okay.

It'’s very nice of you
to offer, Ravi.

Yes, thank you.

You know, Peyton, um...
I'’m glad you brought up
your trip to DC,

because actually, um...

Your mother and I...

We want to talk
to you about it.

Guys, it'’s my job,
I have to go.

I'’ll be perfectly safe.

We'’re not asking you
to cancel the trip.

Oh.

-Good.
-We came here to tell you
that when you get to DC...

Stay.

Just don'’t ever
come back to Seattle.

Why in the world
would I do that?

Because there is
a faction out there

that wants to stop
all the brain shipments
to this city.

They want the humans
and monsters to
fight it out,

and they say
if the humans win, great.

But if the zombies win,
they'’re gonna nuke
the city.

So either way, you
are better off anywhere
outside those walls.

I know that, Dad.
I'’m going to DC
to try and prevent that

from happening.

This is going
to end badly.

-Stay away.
-I appreciate
your concern...

But this is
out of the question!

With the Mayor dead--

Killed by a zombie,
no doubt.

Until a new mayor is elected,
I am, for all intents
and purposes, running the city.

Ravi, talk some
sense into them.

Honestly,
I agree with them.

Once you leave, I don'’t think
you should come back.

It'’s not safe here.

That'’s my boy.

-I told you this man
was a keeper.
-

Listen to him, Peyton, please.

So, I'’ll grab some food
before you go home?

I was thinking
Al-Shabaz kebabs.

Come in,
please close the door.

"Close the door."

Sounds serious.

You must really
hate kebabs.

We need to end
this thing, Clive.

Break up?

We gave it our best.

We really did.

Dale...

I met someone else.

That was against
the rules.

Yeah, um...

Well...

Do you
have something that
you could do?

For a couple of hours, so I
could go over to your place
and clear out my stuff?

I'’m a boob man,

what can I say?

I'’d had a few too many,
I thought I was talking
to a hot chick with a big rack.

You'’re a guy, you know
how it goes.

Clive?

Oh, I'’m sorry,
I was just, um...

What were you saying?

Someone broke up
with you?

Uh, no.

We were talking
about how Ron
was hitting on Vince,

until your buddies started
razzing you about it.

Were you feeling
humiliated?

-It wasn'’t my best moment.
-You were furious, weren'’t you?

Which is why you called the
victim a piece of--

Ah, ah...

No. No.

God.

I think her point is
you had motive to kill Vince.

I wasn'’t that motivated.

Besides, I saw the guy
that punched Vince.

That'’s probably your killer.

Vince was killed
by a blow to the head.

Oh.

Well, in that case,
I saw the murder.

Yeah, I was headed out
to my car,

and I see the son
of a bitch that I just hit on,

and then I see his
or her exact double.

He must'’ve seen
Vince and Sheila.

Are you mansplaining
the case to me, Detective?

I'’m up to speed.

- -Ugh.

Go on.

At first, I thought

I was seeing double
'’cause, you know, beers.

One of them
was your dead guy

trying to get into his car.

And the other was,
I guess, a real lady.

Real Lady was getting
picked up by a big dude
in a Cutlass.

He sees your victim
and he yells out,
"It'’s not funny,

you bleeping bleep.

It'’s demeaning."

Dead Guy gets
in his car real quick.

He did not wanna mess
with Big Guy.

Big Dude and Big Guy?

Same person.

Then, when Dead Guy
is safely in his car,

he flipped off Big Dude
in the Cutlass.

Big Dude gets out
of his car, marches over
to Dead Guy

while he'’s trying to get
the engine turned over

and punches him
through the window.

Through the window.

Probably a zombie
raging out.

Did you see his eyes?

No, I was behind him.

Well, it says here
that Sheila is married.

We should see
how big that husband is.

Are you ready to visit
our next culinary
destination?

Yesterday, pizza took us
to the mob-ruled
shores of Sicily.

Today, we visit
the mysterious Orient.

Isobel.

You are so easy.

Yeah. Hilarious.

Look, I know this is just
your coping mechanism,

but would you mind picking one
not quite so heart attack-y
for me?

I'’m almost out of time.

No.

He'’s out of time.

You'’re still
movin'’ and groovin'.

Look,

think of me as your, uh,
personal genie

with no magical
abilities, of course.

Tell me your
heart'’s fondest desire.

Teach me how to drive?

Oh.

The genie was not
expecting that.

But, in spite of the fact that
putting a teenager with very
little to lose

in charge of
a 4,000-pound vehicle

with me inside is
objectively terrifying...

Your wish is my command.

Oh.

Oh, and unlimited wishes.

Damn.

Should'’ve thought
of that first.

So has our friend Russ Roche
taken the bait?

He has.

He says it'’s time for me
to meet his boss.

Be careful.

Commander.
You need to see this.

The only creature more
despicable than a human

is a zombie who
murders other zombies!

These infidels go by
the name of Fillmore Graves,

because they want to fill
more graves with you,

brothers and sisters.

They have the guns,

but we'’ve got
God on our side.

This went up last night.

It'’s blowing up.

Oh, boy.

We'’ll treat humans like chattel and slaughter them like cattle.

We'’ll breed them
like cattle and bread
them like cutlets.

If there'’s a zombie out there

who'’s feeling sorry
for himself,

you don'’t deserve the honor
of joining the ranks
of the undead!

We are stronger.
We are faster.

And we are blessed by God.

It'’s time to take what's ours.

Humans may look
like us, but they are not us

because they were
born to die.

Hey, just wanted
to say goodbye.

I'’m headed off on my
little goodwill trip
to Washington.

They paint
"Z'’s" on our doors.

- The humans...
-What'’s this?

They do it because they'’re
waiting, too.

And you can bet, when
the time arrives, they'’ll come
with their pitchforks.

They'’ll come
with their torches
and their shotguns.

And God speaks to me,
and he says, "Why
wait for that day?

Take the fight
to them!"

- - Take it to them!

Take it to them!

Enjoy your
goodwill trip, honey.

This certainly puts a kink
in my "we can all live
in harmony" speech.

Knock '’em dead.

Uh, just...

Germophobe brain, so...

Okay.

Really, you two?

I'’m coming back, I swear.

You'’ll hardly know I'm gone.

Isobel?

Peyton left you a gift for
your first driving lesson.

It'’s a lucky
rabbit'’s foot key chain

from a very unlucky rabbit.

Fine.

I'’ll just throw out
the key chain.

Have I gone to the well
too many times?

You'’re just lucky I have
a soft spot for dark,
repetitive humor.

Have you been to
the processing plant

where they turn
the brains into mush?

-I have.
-I don'’t want that for me.

I want you to have it

so that my memories
can live on,

even for just
a little bit.

There'’s nothing too exciting
in there, but I'’ll...

I'’ll have more
peace of mind if you...

Congratulations.

You set a precinct record
for most tasers required
to subdue a suspect.

And still managed to put two of
your officers in the hospital.

It'’s almost not your fault.

To a zombie like you, humans
are but weak little rag dolls,
n'’est-ce pas?

Yeah, let'’s wrap
this up.

You'’ve been arrested
for assault seven times.

You'’re married to the woman
the victim offended.

And we have an eyewitness
who saw you punch him,

likely the fatal blow.
So why don'’t

you just be a man
and admit you killed him?

Take your time. I understand
that this must be
upsetting for you.

Oh, hell.

I'’m not upset.

These tears are
a medical condition.

A man insults
another man'’s wife,

and that man
cold cocks him for it.

In what world
is that a crime?

This world.

You killed the guy.

Good.

Well, that was easy.

- -This case is closed.

Why don'’t you take
some acetaminophen

while I escort our
killer to the Fillmore Graves

freezer section?

I will put him between
the ice cream and the
leggo-my-Eggo waffles, eh?

Uh-huh.

Where is the thimblewit
that screwed up
my steak dinner?

I'’m Corporal Benito, ma'am.
And you are?

Who am I

I'’m the single busiest
woman in Seattle,

and I did not have time
for this little detour tonight.

I'’m sorry, ma'am.

I still don'’t know
who you are.

I'’m Peyton Charles,

chief of staff to the late,
great Mayor Floyd Baracus.

Now I'’m the de facto
acting mayor,

and I had better
things to do tonight

than visit a checkpoint
outside the wall.

Of course. Pleasure
to meet you, ma'’am.

You'’re wearing
the same outfit.

Good catch, Sherlock.

You broke the
case wide open.

Guess what? I don'’t throw
away blouses every time
I wear one.

Now, where'’s the genius down
here who won'’t let my forensic
accountant back into the city?

Follow me this way.

Ms. Escovido.

Come on. The city
needs you back.

This is the last time we
lend you out.

-Yes, ma'’am.
-Is that...

Yeah, that'’s
the acting mayor, all right.

It'’s the mayor.

It'’s time to go
get your daughter.

Ms. Mayor, I'’ve been here
for three days.

I have a brother
inside the wall.

Do you have
any candy?

- -

-Ms. Mayor.
-I really gotta go.

Ms. Mayor.

Visit the Rock and Roll Museum.

You won'’t regret it.

- Mayor, please.
-Don'’t forget to vote.

Space Needle.
Best view in the city.

I really gotta go.

Uncool, Russ.

I thought I was
a valued employee.

This seems like overkill.

We'’re here.

That was fun.

Sorry about
the bag, it'’s just...

until we get to know
each other.

-You the guy in charge?
-That'’s him.

Name'’s Major, I'm ready
to be rich.

Russ says you'’re looking
for a man who has
Chase Grave'’s ear

to make all your dreams
come true.

Whoa, there.

You may be rich before
you leave this room,

but not until
I know I can trust you.

I'’m also ready to be uncuffed
and offered a drink.

Patience, dude.

First, you gotta pass
a little test.

This brain is from a Russian
gang member,

a rival, who we captured
and questioned.

Every time he told
a lie, we gave him
the old...

We did this for weeks,
until his brain was rewired.

By the time he died,
he was, like,

literally incapable
of lying.

Just like
you'’re about be.

It'’s never failed us.

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

Am I gonna have to break
your teeth with a hammer
to get you to eat this,

or will you be
a big boy?

I'’ll eat it.

Just seems inhospitable,
that'’s all.

Now chew.

And swallow.

You know how to
swallow, don'’t you?

Just close
your lips and--

Now, what?

Hmph.

Now we wait.

And then we find out
whose side you'’re
really on.

Bring it on.

Has it crossed
my mind?

Yeah. I mean,
look how he'’s built.

Where does he even find
the time to work out?

But, hey, it'’s not like I have
pictures of Chase Graves
taped up in my locker.

Okay, I think it'’s safe to say
the truth brain'’s
kicked in.

Then let'’s get
right down to it,

Are you with us
or Fillmore Graves?

Fillmore Graves.

Duh.

Oh, yeah. I'’ve been pretending
to be on your side the whole
time, just playing Russ,

gaining his trust,
hoping he'’d eventually
bring me to you.

Which he did, because
he'’s not exactly
Ivy League material.

Like, maybe Brown,
if he'’s got connections.

It'’s actually kind of
interesting how he did it.

See, Chase and I figured
if he announced that
I was in charge of

deciding whether or not
to buy the fancy security
measures,

which never even
existed, by the way,

we just made them up,
then Russ would
bring me to you

so you could
convince me to veto it,

which is exactly what
Russ did, because Russ
is a, um...

Oh, what did
Chase call him?

"A dolt."

So, yeah. Short version,
I'’m here to take you down.

-AJ, I had no idea.
-Shut up!

Well...

Too bad things won'’t work out
the way you planned, Major.

Looks like you'’ll never get
that gondola ride with
Chase Graves

in the Grand Canal.

Actually, things worked out
exactly as I'’d planned because
I swallowed a tracking device

before coming here.

And I'’ve got
cotton in my ears.

-Hands in the air!
-

Hey, guys. Great work.

My squad'’s top-notch.

Three of the four
of them at least.

Major, zip it.

So how do you feel?

I feel great. You were great,
that was...

Great.

You sure
everything'’s great?

-Yeah, um...
-

I mean, I should
probably go, though,
right?

Early morning.

You could go. But that
seems like a dumb idea
to me.

-Yeah?
-Mmm-hmm.

Do I need to mail you
a formal invitation?

Come here. I request the
pleasure of your company.

Knock it off already.
I know you'’re joking.

Isobel, I swear,
if you'’re playing around...

Isobel Katherine Bloom,
get your ass up off
that floor!

Mom?

-I can'’t believe you came!
-Oh, baby.

It'’s so good to see you.

-Psst, you'’re in my shot.
-I'’ve missed you so much.

I'’m so glad you're here.

My little girl.

I told you not to do this.

Yeah, well... Tough.

Why are you dressed
like Peyton?

It doesn'’t matter.

Nice work.

This, my friends,

is what it looks
like when a plan
comes together.

I know what some of you cynics

might be saying.
"A hundred cases
of brain tubes?

Is that all we have to
show for this operation,
Commander?"

Well, you cynics would be
forgetting about the traitors
we'’ve ferreted out.

You'’re forgetting about
your zombie brothers
and sisters who will sleep

with fuller bellies.

But most of all,
you don'’t know what's
in these cases.

So tonight,

and just tonight,

we'’ve got you covered.
Eat what you want!

Drink what you want.
It'’s all on Cobra Kai.
Wait. That'’s not right.

What were they called Where'’s Major

-The Blue Cobras.
-The Blue Cobras! That'’s it.

Let'’s hear it for Lillywhite.
He gets the job done.

Hey, DJ! Play something from
the aughts for this
old soldier.

Good job, man!

Thank you.

So, what do you say we
get a picture with your team

in front of the spoils
of war, huh?

We'’ll hang it up
in the lounge.

-My squad isn'’t back.
-Why?

-There they are.
-Get '’em, and let's do this.

Your boys are asking
for the good stuff.

And I mean, like, the really
good stuff.

Whatever they want.

I like your style.

Sir, there'’s...
There'’s been an incident.

During the transport,

Russ Roche managed to get
his hands on a weapon,

and he escaped.

He what?

Sir, I swear to you,

I will personally
find him and bring him--

And whose weapon
did he take?

This is my squad, sir.
It'’s my responsibility.

-Whose weapon?
-I will handle the discipline
internally, sir.

-Shut that off!
-

I said, whose weapon was it,
Lillywhite?

Mine, sir.

Sir, I swear, I will find Roche
and I will drag his ass right
back to your office.

Yes, you will.

No!

- -

Tucker!

Tucker! Please!

Help me!

Thank you, my son.

What'’s he to you?

Just...

Just food, that'’s all.

If you'’re wondering why
I'’m dressed like this,
here'’s the reason.

Isobel, driving lesson time.

Oh, no.

She'’s in the bedroom now.

Isobel?

It'’s not funny anymore.

You'’re scaring us.

You know...

You might
have them fooled.

Two of them
aren'’t even doctors.

Now, come on.

Eyes open.

We'’ve got work to do.

Please.

I never want to say goodbye.

There'’s something I shot
you two should see.

Levon?

How you think these guys'’ll
take it when I bite
the big one?

Honestly? I think
they'’re gonna take it
very, very hard.

-Tell them not to--
-You tell them.

Liv, Ravi.

Try not to be sad.

Nobody'’s been
luckier than me.

I got to meet
the two of you.

And what did they say on
Zombie High when
Cornelia died?

- "I'’m just meat
with a spark."
-" I'’m just meat with a spark."

-"And then I'’m not."
-" And then I'’m not."

Hits you right here,
doesn'’t it?

I love you guys.

And I always will.