Script | All Of Us Are Dead

ON-JO (to Na-yeon): Put those down. We need every pair of hands.

Na-yeon hesitates. Lowers the scissors. But her eyes stay locked on Cheong-san’s arm.

The roof door THUMPS as zombies crash against it from inside. Cheong-san grabs the handle, holds it shut. All of Us Are Dead Script

ON-JO: Cheong-san, your arm—

CHEONG-SAN: I’m not infected.

ON-JO: Go!

NA-YEON: That’s what Gyeong-su said.

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