Previously on Z Nation...
There is a man travelling among you.
He's the only human known to have survived a zombie bite.
The Centers for Disease Control is offering
an enormous bounty for Murphy's safe delivery.
Lot of people looking for you, Mr Murphy.
- He's our prisoner. - Well, he's my prisoner now.
She's right. We got dibs on him.
I ain't going anywhere with any of you.
Cassandra! What did you do to her?
Saved her life. What did you do?
Mack!
Dibs on any cigarettes.
Those things will kill you.
- Whoa! - What?
Every blaster within five miles heard that.
Don't be so negative. Worry is poison.
That's why you don't crap right.
Shut up and get the spikes.
Nothing here.
Ray-Ray?
We are going the wrong direction. Again.
You left us no choice.
Too much fallout in the west.
Again. That was not my fault.
Murphy, don't make me have to explain the term
'failsafe doomsday weapon' again, please.
How do you even know California's still there?
You're looking ripe. You better hope it's still there. Move.
You are not the boss of me.
She is.
I can handle this.
Move.
Gladly.
You'll get used to him.
1 OK, let me see your scope.
Oh, looky here.
What are we gonna do about her?
Cassandra?
She's not Cassandra. Not anymore.
Maybe there's a way back for her, when we get to California.
Maybe.
Is that some kind of post-apocalyptic wagon train?
Well, it ain't the 3:10 to Yuma.
- Don't get out of the truck. - It's gonna be a slaughter.
Can't expect to travel through a valley without an ambush.
Didn't nobody ever watch Westerns growing up?
Roy, Clark, you're with me.
Get the hell out of my road!
Ugh!
He's coming around! Watch your back!
Here he comes!
Oh!
There he goes! There he goes!
Fall back.
Get back! Get back!
Looks like they're holding 'em off, for now.
Not bad for a bunch of sitting ducks.
Well, you think we should, I dunno, help 'em?
Think less like a missionary and more like a mercenary.
Let's wait and steal the vehicles from the victor.
We may not be able to save the world.
But maybe we can save them.
10K and Vasquez, that way. Addy, you're with me.
Doc, you watch him. And her.
That's one way to play it.
Good luck where you're going.
♪ Have mercy... ♪
♪ Oh, have mercy. ♪
I'll get this.
On your toes, people! They'll be back!
Sam Custer.
Roberta Warren.
Your timing is what we might call fortuitous.
Sometimes things work out.
We were on our way to Edmonton,
trying to outrun the fallout.
- How about you? - Headed east too.
This is quite a set-up you got here.
Yes, ma'am.
Well, pre-Z, I used to run long haul.
Diesel's easier to get these days.
My son and I rebuilt the Charger from the ground up.
The Comet, I used to drive to high school my senior year.
My son and I were gonna rebuild that '49 Willys Jeep.
This is my retirement now.
The refugees have shelter
and we carry what we need when we find it.
Hey, you are one bad-ass lady.
You... you... you were like... Boom!
Just... stone-cold killer.
We call him Wrecking Ball. He's my sister's boy.
Cheese slid off that cracker a long time ago.
He fits in pretty well these days, though.
- What's in Edmonton? - Peace. Tranquillity.
And freezing temperatures.
Zombies hate the cold. We're gonna be safe there.
All of us. Together.
- What about them? - They're dying.
Radiation.
My, uh...
My job is to get everybody to Edmonton.
Now, you're welcome to come along with us.
You're not gonna get far out here on foot.
And to be honest with you, we could use the firepower.
You guys need some more water?
Water? Water?
Thank you.
You're a hero, kid.
You know, um, you can have soup.
You know, you just add water.
Cream of shrooms, dude. Water just dilutes the flavour.
You sure you don't want some?
I had minestrone loaf for breakfast.
Hydration?
Is there somewhere else you can sit?
Yep.
Kill 'em all and take their stuff.
I already know what you think.
We've got strength in numbers. Food, water, shelter.
- Certainly beats walking, but... - But what?
But the sick, I highly doubt they're gonna make it
to wherever it is that they're going.
Edmonton.
That medical wagon is a zombie bomb
waiting to go off.
Three days ago, we tangled with some bounty hunters.
Bounty hunters, huh?
"We don't want to kill you," they said.
"We're just thirsty," they said.
But I think they were out of their minds.
They kept rambling on about some half-zombie,
half-man with telekinetic powers.
Like a world overrun with zombies isn't strange enough.
- Those... those crazy rumours. - Let's get on the road.
Saddle up! Edmonton awaits!
Those guys were nuts.
Being able to control zombies with your mind -
I mean, how bad-ass would that be?
Um, supremely bad-ass?
Oh, he's a bad-ass.
You know, I hear he can levitate.
- Ooh, levitate? - Mm-hm.
You guys want to levitate, I got what you need.
Z-Weed.
Z-Weed?
Wow, Wrecking Ball.
Colour me impressed.
You know what? I got stoned with a zombie once.
Yeah. I swear he caught a buzz too.
Where'd you say you got this?
I heard they grow it in this abandoned agro lab
in Minneapolis.
They use zombies for compost.
- No way. - Z-Weed.
What? Great idea.
That's the story as told to me.
I heard they're working on an herbal zombie cure too.
A lab in Minneapolis, huh?
Oh, Jesus.
Alright, hey. Just be cool. I got this.
Shh. Shh.
What seems to be the problem, Officer?
- Oh... - Let's go. Let's go.
- Now! - Oh, Jesus.
- OK. - Alright, Dad.
Look at me.
Right here.
A jet airliner departs Toronto
headed for O'Hare.
Excuse me, stewardess?
Will there be snack service on this flight?
150 passengers on board, 20 of them in first class.
The plane develops catastrophic engine trouble.
The pilot puts it down in Lake Erie.
The wreckage straddles the international border.
Now, according to maritime law,
how many of the survivors get buried in Canada?
Go!
OK, there's... there's 150 passengers.
There's 20 in first class.
Wait.
You don't bury survivors.
You! Look at me.
You don't look right to me.
I don't know how I look, but I feel pretty good.
Your friend has to ride in the medical wagon with the sick.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what? I don't even get a riddle?
We can afford compassion for the ill only because we have rules.
That gonna be a problem?
No. Not a problem.
- Will there be snacks? - Munchies!
Wagon train, ho!
Come on, girl.
This train is leaving the station.
Everyone, this is Cassandra.
Cassandra, this is... uh, whatever.
She's shy.
You ever seen that before?
Things have gotten more peculiar since the nukes fell.
Their brains eaten before they turned?
Blasters eat nothing but brains.
Blasters?
Killed by the blast
or mutated by the radiation.
There's something wrong with those zombies.
They hunt in packs, ugly as they are fast.
They're probably watching us right now.
Warren, blasters!
Where? Where?
I'm glad I'm not on foot.
Gonna be a long ride without no Z-Weed.
At least we won't get thirsty, huh?
Thank you.
Hey. Things will be better in Edmonton, OK?
It's OK. We all know what's coming.
Is this highway to hell the only route?
Well, nothing but flattened cities
and zombie hordes in every direction.
So... the only way to go through is just go straight through.
- 3,098. - You're one hell of a shot.
Z-Weed.
Ahhh.
Z-Weed.
I feel something.
Ahh!
Custer!
Hey! Move this thing!
One mile closer to Edmonton!
The bandits will be back!
Oh!
- Drive! - Hang on!
Oh, shit!
Oh!
- Thanks for that. - De nada. I owed you.
Who can keep track?
Oh!
Now they're starting to piss me off!
Where are the shooters coming from?!
Just keep firing!
I'm out!
- Ugh!
Everybody wants a piece of The Murphy.
Huddle up, everybody! Get small!
Whoo-hoo!
Don't slow down!
Pull it over! Pull the car over!
We just want the car!
- Should I pull over? - Hell no!
Pull it over! You'll be blaster food!
OK. They're dropping back.
Alright, come on! Let's go!
Pull over! Stop the car!
- Ohh! - Stop the car!
Stop the car!
Ugh!
We've gotta go.
- Ugh! We gotta jump. - Are you high?
Yes, I am. But we still gotta bail.
Take cover!
Sonofa... You're not taking my favourite car.
My son and I bought that car from a repo man,
built it from the ground up.
I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some common marauder
steal it in broad daylight.
Hey. You gotta pull over.
My people... your people are falling behind.
Why are we stopping?
Ah!
Doc! Doc! We need to not be here.
Yeah? Well, I'm fine, Murphy. Thanks for asking.
My clavicle look alright to you?
Nobody move.
Damn it, I don't wanna die by the roadside
in the dirt with a jacked-up clavicle!
Doc, fat guy, don't fricking move!
Can't you talk to them?
Addy...
Go start the truck.
- Why isn't it working? - Addy, do as Murphy says.
Wait. THE Murphy?
Oh, crap.
I'm gonna start the truck.
I think that one's mad at you, Murphy.
Back to the truck. Back to the truck.
Everybody, back to the truck!
Come on!
She won't be going to Edmonton.
Sorry for your loss.
We're going after my car.
We need to go back for the others.
Our water supply is in that car.
You put all of your water in one car?
That man ain't right, but I don't wanna be on foot
with those things out there.
So we borrow a car. My bounty's back there.
Your bounty?
Addy!
Those blaster things, they totally jammed Murphy.
He haywired. Nobody here is safe.
- We'll be rolling directly. - OK.
- Cover the medical wagon. - Got it.
Custer, I am so sorry.
There were blasters, and the bandits, they got our water.
Arggh!
You were supposed to protect that car! And her!
That's Athena!
Oh, no, no. She was my friend.
She didn't like me, but she wasn't mean to me either.
- She... - Look at me.
Two mothers, two daughters.
They die of starvation, they turn Z!
Athena's dead! I can't think straight.
- What happens after 5 minutes... - Look, look, man!
Things got pretty heavy back there...
Hey, pipe down, hippie!
The radiation gets the better of you,
you're a threat to the whole group.
Minneapolis. I can go to Minneapolis.
There's medicine there. I'll... I'll bring it back.
- Take him to the medical wagon. - I can still help!
Go on! Take him now!
Check yourself, Custer. You don't look so good.
Hey. Hey. It's time to move out.
You need to let that car go. We gotta cut our losses.
Don't talk to me about losses.
Your plan's up.
Get ready, Doc. We're making a move.
Oh, hell!
Warren, we got trouble!
- You OK? - Yeah.
Come on.
We need to leave now. We gotta get out of blasters country.
- Let's go! - I think you might be right.
Will you just do it now?
I don't want one of those blasters to get me.
I am not going to let that happen.
I shouldn't be back here.
Custer, he's... he's gonna get us all killed.
Those stupid riddles of his...
He... he even banished his own son to the medical wagon.
Custer lost his son to the radiation?
I ain't dead yet.
This whole death wagon is my fault.
I got too sick to drive.
The fool should've left me.
Oh!
This must be my lucky day.
Cassandra.
Cassandra!
Cassandra?
Are you in there?
Oh!
Uh... You got a little something right here.
Oh!
Ugh...
Does it hurt?
I could use more Z-Weed.
Couldn't we all?
Do you think that Cassandra's more dead than alive?
You mean is she more Z than person?
Yeah, I guess.
I don't know, kid. She kinda comes and goes.
Hey. Blasters can't be too far behind.
You ready to ride?
Yeah. Gotta get through to Edmonton.
Hey, are you good to drive?
Fit as a fiddle.
20 survivors of a nuclear attack bound for Edmonton,
seven strangers join the caravan,
three vehicles need a driver, and the wagon master
is suffering from radiation sickness.
- Who drives the semi truck? - That's an easy one.
Nobody drives that rig but me.
How about I drive that car?
Yeah, that'd work. Careful. The brakes are touchy.
Well, I did not see that move coming.
Well, damn.
Oh, no.
Warren!
Warren! We gotta go! Let's pick it up!
Here they come!
Zeke?
Zeke! Is he sleeping?
No!
Hey, get off her.
Uhh, uhh...
Uhh...
- I really hate that one. - Yeah.
Come on. Come on!
Let's go, man! Don't stop for nothing!
Come on, you guys. Go, go! Run, kid!
Addy, get out of there! I got this.
Come on.
Oh, damn!
- Crap! - Come on!
Where'd he go? I think I got him.
Alright, nice shooting. Move your ass. Come on!
Come on, Doc.
- Hey, are we slowing down? - We need to not slow down!
Everybody, hang onto something!
Hey. How's it going back there?
- We need to go faster. - What?!
- Clutch. - What?
Clutch!
Stop, stop!
Wagon trains, ho!
We made it.
Never a doubt.
Edmonton, here we come.
Oh, damn it. Custer, there's too many Zs.
I gotta get to Edmonton.
My son and I used to camp up there.
Boy, he loved to fish.
Doc, let me see your gun.
Zeke... I give you mercy.
Come on, man. You ain't gonna make it.
You should come with us.
Oh!
- Clutch! - Yep!
Man...
Go! Go!
May God give you mercy.
We'll see you in Edmonton.
Arggh!
Hang on, Roberta!
Oh, my God!
Everybody off!
I've never jumped from a moving vehicle my whole life,
and now, boom, twice in one day.
I call shotgun!
OK, so you're, like, THE Murphy, then? Like, for real?
Let's keep that information to yourself, blabbermouth.
Hey. Let me see you levitate.
It's possible there may have been some exaggeration
as to the extent of my abilities.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, well, I knew that, like, zombie mind control thing
was, like, totally bogus, so...
Ow! Hey.
She's, like, into the rough stuff, man, like...
Wait.
Did you make her do that? Oh, my God.
Ow! Alright, OK. I get it.
To some zombies, I am their messiah.
To the blasters, apparently I am their dinner, just like you.
Well, like, their brains are totally melted,
so there's no psychic dial tone going on up there.
But your zombie girlfriend there, man, she, like...
That's your bite. You turned her!
Oh, that scenario has some serious implications, man.
You sure about Minneapolis?
Wrecking Ball was going on about
some herbal cure for the zombie virus
being cooked up in an old
genetically modified food lab out there.
Uh, hold on. Marijuana, zombies and GMOs.
What could go wrong?
You people really do attract it, don't you?
Help me with the hitch.
A caravan of 20 refugees
leaves Seattle's blast zone for Edmonton.
They meet six survivors and one Murphy.
How many refugees survive?
Not one.
You have any more of that Z-Weed?
Oh... Sorry, dude. Mn-mn.
You understand why nobody likes you, right?
- Oh, yeah. - Good. Then look again.
Oh, here it is.
Hold the wheel.
Thanks. I needed that.
So... tell me again about this lab in Minneapolis.
Well, you know what? You'll see for yourself when we get there.
I know the guy. He'll give us a tour. 'Cause we're a team now.
He'll let all of us go through there, we're gonna go out there
and take on the world together and stuff, man.
It's, like, the three of us from now on.
We are like the Three Caballeros, man!
Why is she looking at me that way?