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:''Barnaby falls to the floor and spasms then dies.
- Isabela: One day... in my village... the people turned into zombies... Those damn wasps... They escaped from the lab. It wasn't long before they got to work... The zombies spread... The army was called in... They killed everyone...
:A sound is heard behind Frank. Brad points his gun behind Frank
Brad: Move.
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Isabela: The head of the Santa Cabeza Livestock Research Facility, Dr. Barnaby!
:A noise comes from the storage room
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:Dr. Barnaby has turned into a zombie and is now coming toward Frank but Brad shoots him in the head
Brad: So, the terrorism is a retaliation for a cruel government cover-up? Sounds plausible... Or it could be some serious bullshit. In either case, we have to get out of here alive if we want to find out for sure.
:Brad checks on Jessie
Isabela: We have to check if she is been bitten. Let me take a look. I'm a medical technician.
I could be useful if you let me do my job. I know I have no right to ask, but please, let me help. If you don't get out of here, the truth dies with you.
:Brad and Frank exchange looks as Brad thinks over Isabela's offer of help
Brad: Alright. If allowing you to atone for you and your brother's schemes makes things go more smoothly for us... I'm all for it.
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:Isabela examines Jessie
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Isabela: Fine. I'll explain why all of this is your fault. There was no drug trade in Santa Cabeza. Just an American research facility. They were doing research on some sort of parasitic insect. Like a wasp. A wasp that turns living things into zombies. If you don't believe me, just ask the man who was in charge of that research.
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Brad: Consider this an official interrogation. Tell me everything that you know.
- Brad: Huh?
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:Dr. Barnaby slams through the doorway while holding Jessie
Brad: Jessie!
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:Dr. Barnaby stares at Isabela
Isabela: Its started! He's turning!
:Dr. Barnaby gets on top of Jessie as Brad readies his gun
Frank: Hey!
:Frank runs up to Dr. Barnaby and kicks him off of Jessie
Frank: Oh no you don't!
:Dr. Barnaby falls against a cabinet then slides down the cabinet to the floor. Everybody stares at him as he lies motionless then Dr. Barnaby raises up and starts to yell and falls back to the floor as Frank approaches him.
Dr. Barnaby: I... I'm a... zombie?
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:Frank leans down next to him
Frank: Tell me the truth doc... Were you conducting experiments with zombies?
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Dr. Barnaby: Zombies? Yes... We were... conducting... experiments to... reduce the costs of breeding... We... accidentally... made zombie livestock.
Frank: So the government's now in the zombie making business... The whole story about the drug trade was a cover-up?
Dr. Barnaby: What do you know!? We were trying to mass produce cattle. Do you... have any... idea... how much meat... Americans consume... in a single day? That research... was absolutely necessaryyyyyyy! I... haven't... done... anything... wrong...
- Brad: What is your name?
Isabela: Isabela... Isabela Keyes.
Brad: Well, Isabela... This is an emergency so we'll skip with the formalities and cut to the chase.
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