(people chatting softly in the background) (people gasp) (bomb detonates)
(people scream) (people continue screaming)
(sirens blaring) (spacecrafts blaring) - (whispers) Wait, wait, wait. Gotta be careful here, this place is crawling with them. (high-pitched whoosh) What was that? - What? - Cover me - Guys! Hey guys! Hey guys! Oh thank God! Yeah, we started a community of survivors. Y'all come live with us.
(gun cocks) (gun fires) (gun fires again) - Wait, how did you know? - Come on. Redneck wants us to
move into his community? Us? Let's go. - All right. (guns cock) - Guys! Over here!
(laughs hysterically) Oh thank god, there are other! - Would you let me date your daughter? - Of course! (gun fires repeatedly) (cloaking crackling) - Oh my god, oh my god,
oh my god! (screams) (guns cock)
Please don't hurt me! My best friend's and I love Jay-Z! And my favorite movie
is "Think Like a Man." - She's good.
- Come with us. - Okay.
- [Key] Stay close. - Okay.
- What's your name? - Emily.
- (in unison) Of course it is. (dramatic suspenseful music) - Hey, hey! Don't shoot, don't shoot! - What do you think about the police? - Well, I love their third album. (gun fires repeatedly) (man screams)
- I don't have any money! I've no money! (screams) (continues screaming) (suspenseful music) - Oh my god, oh my god! Thank god you guys showed up! I got to get outta here. It's a silver Lexus. Just pull it right up front and don't scuff the paint, all right? I just had it buffed.
(keys jingle) (gun fires) - Was he an alien too?
- Yep. (dramatic music) (footsteps) (soft dramatic music) - There's gotta be another
human being out there. Somewhere. It's been 173 days since the undoing. (metallic scraping) Today, I may be the last man alive. However, if there is
another, I will find them. The loneliness is more than I can... (engine reeving) (man whooping and cheering) - There we go! Let me get some of that! (man groans and crunches loudly) ("Non-Stop Party" by Key & Peele) ♪ Well, tonight we gonna party ♪ Oh yeah! That's my jam
right there! (whoops) ♪ And the party don't stop
because it keeps on going ♪ (metallic scraping)
Huzzah! She'll take ya! Just like that! Ooh, no not the butt though. (smacks lips) Milady. - Yo! Hey dude, how you doing? - Yeah! Oh yeah baby! (groans) ♪ ...All night ♪ ♪ Friday night every night ♪ Oh hey! Dude! Hey, I'll come over there! Dude, hey! I'll come to you man! (gun fires) (gun fires)
(music stops) (soft dramatic music) - There's gotta be another
human being out there. Somewhere. - [Voice Over Radio] The
zombies have broken through! I repeat, zombies! (man screams) - Oh my god, Tommy's been bit! (slow distorted music) - Ah damn!
- Oh my god! (men screaming)
Damn it! No, no! - What are you waiting for? You know what you have to do! - No, I can't do it. - [Bitten Man] Do what? - You have to do it. He's been bit! (gun cocks)
- No, no, no, no! - Forgive me Tommy! - No, no, no, no! (man screams) (gun fires) (man pants and gasps) - (sobs softly) I can't
believe the zombies bit him! - It wasn't a zombie
(sobs), it was a raccoon! It's...the zombies are raccoons, right? (thunder rumbles softly) No? It's just zombies? (thunder rumbles)
(electricity crackles) Oh (beep), you just killed Tommy. (dramatic music)
(guns cock) - All right, listen up, sheriff's department is close
by, we'll be safe there. - Okay.
- Stay close. I'll get you out of here. (zombies snarling)
(man screaming) (men screaming continuously) - Oh my god! They got Brett! - What?
- They got Brett! They got Brett!
- They didn't get us. They didn't get us, okay? We're still alive, but keep it together. - Yeah, okay. - We gotta make it to
that sheriff's station. - Right. Oh my god.
(zombies snarling) (bell tolling softly) - We got to go through them. Just stay together, keep
moving, and don't get bit. Go! (suspenseful music)
(zombies snarling) (men panting) Are you getting this? - Yeah, what is up? All right, just go. This is crazy.
(zombies continue snarling) What... - Ain't that some (beep). - These are some racist
mother (beep) zombies. - Why would you even lock the door? I mean the windows broken and... (zombie snarls)
(man gasps) - Oh, hell no...
- That's... - No, no, no. (suspenseful music)
(zombies snarling) Oh, come on! - What is that? - They seriously wouldn't let her eat us. - Hey guys! Isn't this great? These racist zombies are leaving us alone. Come on, we having a party. ("Party in the Mission"
by Latin Soul Syndicate) The beer is here! And look who I brought! Come on, man. (party-goers cheer) ♪ There's a party in the mission ♪ ♪ There is only one condition ♪ (zombie snarling fearfully) ("Key and Peele Theme
Song" by Reggie Watts) ♪ All I want, yeah ♪ ♪ But I don't need, yuh ♪
