text:  As they do in zombieism. Yes. Shall we sit down? You on my right, Mr. Thurston. Thank you. Andres there. Well, thank you. And you on the other side, General Brock. Thank you, my dear. Dr. Weimar, over here. Wait. Look. Blaine. Yes. What, the devil? His eye is grassy. Fixed. It's a zombie. Now, now, get back.