Ah.
And even if I did.
And what are you doing here?
And who the heck are you?
Bitter irony.
But I'm not about to leave this cell.
Co conspirator.
Do you even know how to get out of the city?
Down.
Get away.
Get out of here before you lead it right to me.
Get that scum?
I almost got the story.
I don't believe this.
I don't know anything.
I have it right here, officer.
I'm trying to sleep here.
It won't be easy.
Like I said.
Make him pay.
My chest, it's burning.
No.
No.
Ohh yard.
Ohh you are my chest. It's burning.
Ohh.
The chief of police.
Those zombies aren't the only things crawling around out there.
What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Who the heck are you?
Why would I want to tell you?
Y'all mean son of a.
Yeah.
Yo.
You know I.
