All Of Us Are Dead Script Today

CHEONG-SAN: I’m not infected.

ON-JO: Then we go down. Fire escape.

CHEONG-SAN: We’d never make it.

Cheong-san rears back, kicks once, twice. The metal groans. Third kick—the lock snaps. The door swings open to the .

NA-YEON (18, fearful, calculating) crouches near the stairwell, clutching a pair of scissors. She’s shaking. All of Us Are Dead Script

CHEONG-SAN: (too fast) No. Broken glass. I swear.

CHEONG-SAN: Then you’ll what? Stab me with those? You couldn’t even kill a hamster. CHEONG-SAN: I’m not infected

The roof door THUMPS as zombies crash against it from inside. Cheong-san grabs the handle, holds it shut.

Na-yeon scrambles through. On-jo follows. Cheong-san last. calculating) crouches near the stairwell

He looks down. A fresh scratch on his forearm. Blood. On-jo’s eyes widen.

FAR BELOW, sirens wail. Distant. Not close enough.