Malcolm? Wichita? Tal? Anybody out there?

[Private to his inmate & Claire]

[Columbus clears his throat, setting his webcam up with practiced ease, but he still looks nervous. Or maybe that's just his face.]

Alright, whenever we all get here.. Claire had something to discuss, I think.

H-hey there, Malcolm? Mr. Tucker, if you'd, ah, prefer. I'm Columbus, your new warden, I guess... we should probably meet up. Are you free tomorrow night?

I.. Am I alive? That's kind of surprising actually.

[Private to Tallahassee]

I've been infected, Tal. You need to.. [can't bring himself to finish the sentence, even in written form]

I guess I'll have to [re]evaluate which of the Zombieland rules apply here, on the Barge, but certain rules are just universal. And after much deliberation (and re-deliberation), I bring you Rule #33: Never leave a man behind. Or lady. As long as they haven't been zombified. Though at one point I was very much about the Every-man-for-himself ( Read more... )