Love, Death and Robots. Volumes 2 & 3

A once idyllic suburban neighborhood block, now completely disheveled by a zombie attack. There’s blood on the lawns, a smoking car, trash everywhere. One of the houses has a blue minivan parked in the driveway, soccer equipment still strapped to the roof.

We see a SOCCER MOM burst out of the front door with two young kids in tow. She rushes toward the van and frantically ushers everyone in. Her husband, who’s now a zombie, crashes out of the front window of their house. He races toward the van, and just as the Soccer Mom gets her door closed, he claws violently at her window. The van screeches back out of the driveway, dragging the zombie into the middle of the street. She guns it, speeds forward and plows through the dazed zombie, putting an abrupt end to their happy marriage.

WHIP PAN SEQUENCE

The camera whip pans across the country to

EXT. NEW YORK CITY – ELEVATED SUBWAY OVERPASS – DAY

A small overpass in NY.

We see a graffiti-covered subway train DERAIL and CRASH onto the freeway below. A horde of zombies flow from the train and begin chasing cars out of the scene.

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EXT. PARIS – EIFFEL TOWER – DAY

Across the Atlantic to Paris.

We see a crowd of zombies chasing crowds at the base of the Eiffel tower. The city burns in the distance. A flaming car with trailing plumes of smoke tears into the scene to escape the horde.

WHIP PAN:

EXT. THAILAND – DAY

Across the globe to a small northern city in Thailand.

We see a side street filled with markets, and signage. A lone TUK TUK drives up to an intersection and is met by the impending zombie influx. The tuk tuk turns to flee but is overtaken by the rushing horde. It gets caught up in the crowd and rolls away like a tiny Thai tin toy tumbleweed.

WHIP PAN:

INT. CANADIAN HOCKEY RINK – DAY

Back across the Pacific to somewhere in Canada.

We see the interior of a Hockey Rink, dead players in a bloody smear across the ice. All is still except an undead referee is crouched on top of the Away goalie, ravenously feasting and ripping flesh. They both drift on the slick surface, leaving a trail of guts on the ice.

EXT. HIMALAYAS – SHAOLIN TEMPLE – DAY

A breath in the music. We see an ornate, ancient Temple atop the highest peak of the remote mountain range. A group of Shaolin Monks clad in bright orange robes do meditative training poses in unison outside the front gate. It’s a stoic, majestic scene.

The music shifts as we see a massive crowd of zombies rushing up the steep stairs toward the Temple. Right as they reach the top the monks spring into action, performing near superhuman attacks on the encroaching undead, blasting them off the mountain. It’s a high-flying, gravity-defying, display of mini kung fu mastery.

EXT. KALAMAZOO – DAY

A small town main street in the middle of the US, where police and SWAT are having a standoff with the oncoming zombie attack. The horde slowly pushes an overturned car toward the cops. It scrapes the ground, grinds forward, takes heavy police fire, then EXPLODES sending flaming zombies everywhere.

EXT. VATICAN CITY – DAY

The central plaza at the Vatican. We see a group of red-cloaked cardinals and other clergymen firing fully automatic machine guns into a massive horde of zombies attempting to storm St Peter’s Basilica. At the center of the battle we see the POPEMOBILE outfitted with twin machine guns, doing its best to stave off the unending horde.

EXT. US-MEXICO BORDER – NIGHT

Several jacked-up pickup trucks and an RV, heavily adorned with flags and misspelled protest signs, are huddled in formation against the US-Mexico border wall. A group of tiny redneck Jan 6ers, with even tinier penises, make their last stand. They take cover behind their lifted F150s and fire hopelessly into the massive horde of approaching zombies.

IDIOT 1

Aaaghhh… Shoot ‘em in the dick…

IDIOT 2

Shit man… (cowardly mini gibberish)

We gotta get outta here!

The group scrambles backward, climbs the RV, and starts to scale the wall. But their collective weight pulls the flimsy border wall down. It CRUSHES them and the RV below. A small but mighty EXPLOSION of munitions and BBQ propane tanks kills zombies and humans alike. The relentless horde continues unphased.

EXT. DOWNTOWN METROPOLIS – DAY

High above a downtown metropolis. A massive ‘HELP’ is scrawled in human blood on one of the rooftops. We see groups of survivors on the high-rises desperately waving their arms. The city is in flames. Giant pillars of smoke billow from windows and the streets below.

SNAP ZOOM OUT and we see the destruction is much bigger and more widespread. A local news helicopter spins out of control, falling through frame, leaving a corkscrew of smoke in the sky.

EXT. WHITE HOUSE – DAY

We’re in the US Capitol. We see the White House sitting in a pristine scene – no zombies, no damage in sight. Music cuts to silence, we hear a phone ring…

PRESIDENT

Hello?… Zombies!?!?!

…Too late for a cover-up???

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EXT. NORTH AMERICAN AIRSPACE – DAY