[The freeway is clogged up with abandoned cars.]

Joel: Oh, no, no, no, no. Well, perfect.

Ellie: Now what?

Joel: Screw it.

[He continues down the turnpike and stops when a man approaches their truck.]

Ellie: Easy.

Man: Please...help...

Ellie: Holy shit... Are we going to help him?

Joel: Put your seat belt on, Ellie.

Man: Help me...

Ellie: What about the guy?

Joel: Oh, he ain't even hurt.

Man: Oh, fuck! Go, go, go!
[Joel guns it as the faker's buddies all start shooting.]

Ellie: Jesus. Oh, not good!

[An overturned bus t-bones them.]

Joel: Hold on!

[They crash in a storefront.]

Ellie: I'm okay. I'm okay.

Joel: Then get out quick.

[A hunter comes over and grabs Ellie.]

Hunter: C'mere, you!

Joel: Shit!

Ellie: Let go of me, you chickenshit! Joel!

[Joel kills the hunter who pulls him out of the cab. The other hits Ellie.]

Hunter: I'll show you. I'll show you.
Ellie: Get off of me!

[Joel knocks the would-be strangler off and kills him.]

Ellie: Motherfucker.

Joel: Come on.

Ellie: What's wrong with these guys?

Joel: Catch your breath. We're leaving.

Ellie: 'Kay... Watch out!

[Other foes start shooting.]

Joel: Shit! Stay down!

[Reinforcements arrive soon after.]

Hunter: This motherfucker's dangerous. He killed all of them.

Hunter 2: Shit. Spread out.

Hunter 3: Damn. This tourist got some scrap in him.
[Joel kills 'em all.]

Joel: Alright...I think that's the last of 'em. You OK?

Ellie: Yeah. I guess so.

Joel: Good, 'cause we need to get the hell out of here. You know the drill. Look around, see if there is anything we can use.

Ellie: Roger that. Agh. Hey -- maybe we can go through here.

Joel: Well, we sure as hell ain't going back this way. Aggh...c'mon...Alright, go. See if you can get it propped open with somethin'.

Ellie: Um... There's some pretty gnarly stuff in here.

Joel: Ellie!

Ellie: Right. Okay, go.

[Joel ducks into the gas station's garage.]

Joel: Okay, I got it, I got it, I got it.

Ellie: Look.

[Other dead tourists and their possessions are laying around the room.]

Joel: Fucking hunters. See, this could've been us.

Ellie: Man, that is a lot of people that didn't make it.

Joel: I knew I should've turned the damn truck around.

Ellie: We lived.

Joel: Barely. C'mon, let's get outta here.

Ellie: How did you know?

Joel: Know what?

Ellie: About the ambush.

Joel: I've been on both sides.

Ellie: Oh. So, ah, you kill a lot of innocent people?

[Joel sighs.]

Ellie: I'll take that as a yes.

Joel: Take it however you want.

[They come to some rudimentary quarters.]

Ellie: I guess this is where the assholes sleep. I mean slept.

[Outside, they find more rotting bodies.]

Ellie: Oh, I don't think these guys were infected.

Joel: It don't matter. Let's just keep moving.

[Ellie jumps down ahead of Joel.]

Joel: Hey, Ellie, slow down. Wait for me.

Ellie: What? I'm right here.

Joel: How 'bout you let me go first? And keep your voice down.

Ellie: Okay.

[They start walking. Ellie starts whistling.]

Ellie: I'm whistling.

Joel: Oh, good. Something else you can annoy me with.

Ellie: That's awesome.

[Ellie finds an old corpse hanging out of a car.]

Ellie: What happened here? Your fellow hunters do this?

Joel: Cute. And no, my money's on the military.

Ellie: Why would they mow down all these people?

Joel: Can't let everyone in.

Ellie: So they killed them?

Joel: And dead people don't get infected. You sacrifice the few to save the many.

Ellie: It's kinda shitty.

Joel: Yeah.

[They hear a gunshot nearby and find hunters near a barricade.]

Ellie: What was that?

Joel: I don't know. Ellie, get down.

Hunter: Where did you learn to shoot?

Hunter 2: Man, screw you.

Hunter: You had an entire flock and hit nothing.

Hunter 2: I'm about to hit you.

Hunter: Wow...yeah, you're really upset. Well if you want some lessons, I'm more than willing to help you out.

Hunter 2: Yeah, whatever.

Hunter 3: Where the hell are those guys? They're supposed to be here.

Hunter: They're on the highway shift. Wouldn't be surprised if they caught another batch of tourists.

Hunter 3: Spot's a goldmine. Lucky bastards.

Hunter: See if there's anything you can forage while we wait for them.

Hunter 3: Ain't nothin' here. Let's keep going.

Hunter: Screw this. I ain't waiting any longer. Let's go see what those assholes are up to.

Hunter 2: They pull this crap every time. I swear to god, if they're holding out on us again...

Hunter: Yeah. And you'll do what?

Hunter 2: You'll see.

Hunter: Yeah, I will see.

[The hunters leave.]

Ellie: Hey, we can climb the bus right here. Okay, we need to lighten the mood. Ready? "It doesn't matter how much you push the envelope -- it'll still be stationary."

Joel: What is that?

Ellie: A joke book. No Pun Intended: Volume Too by Will Livingston.

Joel: Let's keep going.

Ellie: "What did the Confederate soldiers use to eat off of? Civil ware."

Joel: Uh-huh.

Ellie: "What did they use to drink with? Cups. Dixie cups." "I walked into my sister's room and tripped on a bra. It was a booby-trap." "A book just fell on my head. I only have myself to blame." Oh wait, I said it wrong. Hold on, let me read it again. "A book just fell on my head...I only have my shelf to blame." Heh...ruined it. "What is the leading cause of divorce in long-term marriages? A stalemate."

Joel: That's awful.

Ellie: You're awful.

Joel: Do you even understand what that means?

Ellie: Nope. Doesn't matter. Alright, I'm done...for now.

[They make it to an old quarantine zone checkpoint.]

Ellie: That bridge looks pretty far.

Joel: We'll get there.

Ellie: Whoa. It's strange seeing a checkpoint with no soldiers.

Joel: This is what most zones look like. This place has been abandoned for a while now.

[Ellie finds some graffiti.]

Ellie: "Give us our rations." Why wouldn't they give them their food?

Joel: Sometimes they ran out. Most times they just held onto it.

Ellie: That never happened in Boston.

Joel: Trust me, it happened all the time.

[They go through the processing turnstile.]

Ellie: I hear hunters.

Joel: Yeah, me too. Let's keep it down while we're going through this area. Okay?

Hunter: Oh...I'm so fucking tired. We were up all night chasing this tourist.

Hunter 2: Oh, you were part of that? I heard about this.

Hunter: Yeah, this one chick, she would just not give up. I've never seen anyone with so much fuckin' energy. It took a couple of minutes to snuff everyone else and fucking five hours to hunt her ass down.

Hunter 2: Jesus. Sometimes you gotta earn your keep.

Hunter: Yeah, I guess. We were about to give up when she started shooting at us. Stupid, she coulda got away. I had two other guys keep her busy. I took out my rifle, lined up her little head in the crosshairs, and pow. That was that.

Hunter 2: Damn. Maybe you shoulda kept her. Y'know, made her one of us.

Hunter: No, no way. That girl -- she'd a killed us all in our sleep.

[They come across more guards in the warehouse.]

Hunter 3: Bossman says we're getting big enough to expand.

Hunter 4: New head honcho...same bullshit talk.

Hunter 3: I don't know. Now that we have enough people watching all the exits, he says we can set up a larger perimeter.

Hunter 4: What is that really gonna give us?

Hunter 3 : I don't know, maybe we find some more gas, get some more generators going. I'd really like to restore one of those old projectors. Maybe watch movies or something.

Hunter 4: That shit ain't happening. I've heard that expansion talk way too many times...and every time we try, it ends up with a bunch of us getting killed.

Hunter 3: How do you know? Maybe things'll be different now.

Hunter 4: Keep your expectations in check, youngun. You'll live longer.

[They dispatch all bookstore hunters.]

Joel: That was too damn close.

Ellie: The edge of the universe and back. Endure and survive.

Joel: Excuse me?

Ellie: Savage Starlight. That comic I've been reading? It's what the hero says after a big battle.

Joel: Endure and survive?

Ellie: Yeah.

Joel: Okay.

Ellie: Man, look at all these books. I wish I had more room in my backpack.

Joel: So you're a reader, huh?

Ellie: Well, when I'm not running away from hunters or infected? Yeah, I read all the time. Okay, it's time to lighten the mood. "Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis." Knead.

Joel: I get it.

Ellie: "A moon rock tastes better than an earthly rock...because it's meteor." Oh man, that made me hungry. "A backwards poet writes inverse."

Joel: Do you even get that?

Ellie: Of course not. "I used to be addicted to soap, but I'm clean now."

Joel: Alright, I've actually never heard that one.

Ellie: That's it...that's all I got. Now what?

[They leave the bookstore and find corpses hanging by a warning sign.]

Ellie: Man, you'd gotta be crazy to string up soldiers.

Joel: You get people desperate enough, they'll do just about anything.

Ellie: And the people that rose up...they're the ones we've been fighting here?

Joel: That'd be my bet. Let's see where this leads us. Watch yourself on these drops!

[They enter a flooded street. Hunters are nearby.]

Joel: Down, down, down, down. There's more of 'em.

Hunter: Careful with that plank.

Hunter 2: Let's get outta here.

Joel: Alright. I don't think they saw us.

Ellie: Whew. There's our bridge. We're a little closer, I think.

Joel: Let's keep at it. C'mon.

[Ellie finds an old store's supermodel poster.]

Ellie: That girl is so skinny. I thought you had plenty of food in your time.

Joel: We did. Some just chose to not eat it.

Ellie: Why the hell not?

Joel: For looks.

Ellie: Pssh. That's stupid.

[Ellie whips out her jokebook nearby.]

Ellie: I think we can use some good ol' pun humor. "3.14% of sailors are pi rates."

Joel: 3.14...

Ellie: "I stayed up all night wondering where the sun went. Then it dawned on me."

Joel: I get it.

Ellie: "What did the mermaid wear to her math class?"

Joel: What?

Ellie: "An algae bra."

Joel: Terrible.

Ellie: "Why did the scarecrow get a promotion?"

Joel: Alright.

Ellie: "Because he was outstanding in his field."

Joel: That'll do. Put that thing away.

Ellie: Okay. I'm all joked out.

[They go to the flooded section where the hunters moved the plank.]

Joel: I can't make that jump.

Ellie: If you get me up there, I can move that plank.

Joel: Wait here! Let's see where this goes.

[They see a heavily armored military pass nearby, then gunshots.]

Joel: What the hell? Oh, this place is bad.

Ellie: What the hell was that all about?

Joel: Get on. We're cuttin' through the hotel.

Ellie: Um...okay...

Joel: Set that plank like they did.

[Joel uses a floating pallet to move Ellie into position.]

Ellie: Alright. Now you just need to find a way up.

[Joel rendezvous with her in an old coffee shop.]

Ellie: Oh, this place stinks.

Joel: Yeah, wood's all rotten.

Ellie: Did you go to coffee shops a lot?

Joel: I did. All the time.

Ellie: And what would you get?

Joel: Just...just coffee.

Ellie: Do you think those hunters are gone?

Joel: We're about to find out.

[They enter the large hotel the hunters went into.]

Joel: It's clear, Ellie. Come on down.

Ellie: Whoa...this is fancy. Ever stay in a place like this? Before it all
went to shit, I mean.

Joel: No...no, this is too rich for my blood.

Ellie: Oh. I bet it was nice. I bet we can get up there.

Joel: No, it's too high. Let's see what we can find.

[He finds a coffee maker broken on a back counter.]

Joel: Ahhh, I really miss coffee.

[Ellie goes over to the concierge desk.]

Ellie: Oh, I'll be checking in for one night and I'd like your finest suite please.

Joel: The hell are you doin'?

Ellie: Why yes, you can take my luggage upstairs.

Joel: You are a weird kid.

[Joel finds a way past the broken stairway.]

Joel: Come on up. Watch your step.

[Ellie gets out a jokebook while she waits.]

Ellie: Okay, it's time to lighten the mood. "I tried to catch some fog earlier. I mist." "Do you know what's not right?"

Joel: Left?

Ellie: Yeah. That's awesome. "What does a pirate say while eating sushi?"

Joel: I don't know, what?

Ellie: "Ahoy! Pass me some soy!" I don't get it. "People are making up apocalypse jokes like there's no tomorrow..." Too soon. That's it,
that's all I got.

[They cut through a window onto a low roof. Hunters are scrounging in rooms.]

Joel: Oh shit. Get down, get down.

Hunter: Grr, this tourist put up a hell of a fight. It took two of us to put 'em down.

Hunter 2: Wait, how many is that now?

Hunter: Hmm, five just this week. But hey, I'm not complaining.

Hunter 2: I bet you're not. We done here?

Hunter: We got another floor to check, man.

Hunter 2: Check for what? I ain't seen a clicker in weeks.

Hunter: That's 'cause we're thorough. We're gonna keep being thorough. Now let's wrap this up, right?

Hunter 2: Alright, whatever.

Hunter 3: Hey, how 'bout we take a little food break?

Hunter 4: Nah, maybe in like an hour or so. We can eat something before heading back to camp.

Hunter 3: Sounds good.

Hunter 4: Got some extra dried fruit if you want.

Hunter 3: I'll take you up on that.

[They kill the hunters. Later, they find two corpses in a bathtub.]

Ellie: Oh, creepy. Guess they took the easy way out, huh?

Joel: It ain't easy -- for many it was better than letting a clicker or hunter do it for 'em. Trust me. It ain't easy.

[They make it to an elevator. They climb on top of it.]

Joel: Let's see where this goes.

[She shuts the trapdoor.]

Ellie: Just in case.

Joel: It's gonna be a tight fit, but come on.

Ellie: Okay.

[They sidle to the other shaft.]

Joel: You find something to climb on. Okay, here we go.

Ellie: Alright...

Joel: Here we go.

[He boosts her up but the lift falls. Joel falls into the flooded basement.]

Ellie: Oh shit! Joel! Joel!

Joel: I'm alright! Are you okay?

Ellie: No! You scared the shit outta me! I'm...I'm gonna climb down there, okay?

Joel: No! Stay up there. I'll make my way up to you!

Ellie: Don't do anything stupid!

Joel: I'll try.

[He navigates the flooded B1 level.]

Joel: Maybe that way. That could be it.

[The door becomes blocked by debris.]

Joel: Goddamnit. I don't think I tried over there yet.

[He swims further.]

Joel: Over there. I need to find a way around this gate. Well, maybe that doorway. Oh, damn it. Spores.

[He hears a loud splashing sound nearby.]

Joel: Oh shit.

[He finds stalkers who alert the others nearby.]

Joel: I hate these things.

[Joel restarts a generator, which attracts more stalkers]

Joel: Goddammit!

[At a keycard door, Joel tries using the keycard he found.]

Joel: Made it. Ah, so much for that. I gotta find Ellie.

[In a restaurant kitchen, he finds more hunters killing a clicker]

Hunter: It's down. Finish it!

Hunter 2: I got it.

Hunter: Nicely done. You bit?

Hunter 2: Not today. You?

Hunter: Not today. Alright...spread out and make sure we didn't miss any more of these fuckers.

[Joel kills them. As he tries climbing a ladder, a hunter kicks him off. He almost drowns before Ellie picks up his pistol and caps the assailant.]

Ellie: Man...I shot the hell outta that guy, huh?

Joel: Yeah, you sure did.

Ellie: I feel sick.

[He takes the pistol back.]

Joel: Why didn't you just hang back like I told you to?

Ellie: Well, you're glad I didn't, right?

Joel: I'm glad I didn't get my head blown off by a goddamn kid.

Ellie: You know what? No. How about "Hey, Ellie. I know it wasn't easy, but it was either him or me, thanks for saving my ass." You got anything like that for me, Joel?

Joel: We gotta get going.

Ellie: Lead the way.

Joel: We need to get back out. Find that bridge.

Ellie: Just tell me where to go.

Joel: I hate this crap.

[They reach a deserted ballroom. Ellie gravitates to a beach photo backdrop.]

Ellie: Wow, look at that.

Joel: That's a backdrop. People would take their pictures in front of it.

Ellie: Yeah, I know what it is.

Joel: Okay, then. Something on your mind, Ellie?

Ellie: I wasn't trying to disobey you back there. You were taking a really long time and I thought, maybe he's gotten into trouble.

Joel: It don't matter what you thought. I need you to listen to me.

Ellie: I do. It's just that... Whatever, Joel.

Joel: That door looks like a way out. Hey, you see a way to get up there?

Ellie: Nope.

[He starts pushing a piano toward the balcony.]

Joel: Might be able to get through with this. Alright... Goddamn, this is heavier than I thought. Hey, how 'bout a hand?

Ellie: You sure you can trust me with that?

Joel: Ellie... Push.

Ellie: I am.

Joel: Push harder!

Ellie: There. How's that?

Joel: Let's go.

[They exit the hotel onto some scaffolding. Below, hunters are patrolling.]

Joel: Oh, shit.

Hunter: They haven't gotten back yet. What the hell's taking them so long?

Hunter 2: I don't know. They went to check on 'em. For now, we wait.

Joel: C'mere, keep your head down. Alright now...I'm gonna jump down there and I'm gonna clear us a path.

Ellie: What about me?

Joel: You stay here.

Ellie: This is so stupid. We'd have more of a fucking chance if you'd let me help.

Joel: I am.

[He hands her a rifle laying nearby.]

Joel: Now you seem to know your way around a gun. You reckon you can handle that?

Ellie: Well, uh, I sorta shot a rifle before...but it was a rats.

Joel: Rats?

Ellie: With BBs.

Joel: Well, it's the same basic concept. Lift it up. Alright now, you're gonna wanna lean right into that stock, 'cause it's gonna kick a hell of a lot more than any BB rifle.

Ellie: Okay.

Joel: Go ahead and pull the bolt back. Grab it right there. Just tug it. There you go. Now as soon as you fire, you're gonna want to get another round in there quick. Listen to me -- if I get in trouble down there, you make every shot count, yeah?

Ellie: I got this.

Joel: Alright. And just so we're clear about back there...it was either him or me.

[He jumps down.]

Ellie: You're welcome.

Hunter: Asshole should've known better. If you're gonna steal, you better make sure you get away with it.

Hunter 2: Right? I would've done--

Hunter 3: They're all dead! They're all fucking dead!

Hunter: The hell's he yappin' about? Take a breath. Who's dead?

Hunter 3: The whole crew. The 76 lookout guys. Some fuckin' tourist killed 'em, killed all of 'em.

Hunter: Shit. Have you talked to the boss?

Hunter 3: Yeah. He wants everyone to hold their ground, watch the gate.

Hunter 2: Alright, you heard him. Search the area. Do not let anybody through!

Hunter 4: He's gotta be wrong.

Hunter 5: About the crew being dead?

Hunter 4: I don't see some tourists taking out the entire crew.

Hunter 5: What if they did? Maybe it's the military coming back.

Hunter 4: Don't be an idiot. Military doesn't give a damn about this place. Look, if anything some tourists got lucky.

Hunter 5: We'll find them. We always do.

Hunter 4: I hope you're right.

[Joel kills them all with Ellie's help.]

Joel: Alright, come on down.

[He takes a corpse's pistol.]

Ellie: How'd I do?

Joel: How 'bout something a...little more your size.

[He hands her the pistol.]

Joel: It's for emergencies only.

Ellie: Okay.

Joel: Now, the safety's on. Do you know how to switch it off?

Ellie: I do.

Joel: Okay, you just...you gotta respect it. This is not--

Ellie: Joel, I'll be careful.

Joel: Okay.

[They see a body hanging from a tree with a "thief" sign around the neck.]

Ellie: Whoa, nelly. Harsh punishment.

Joel: Shit. It ain't that much different from what the military does back in Boston.

Ellie: I guess not.

[Joel lifts up a garage door.]

Joel: Alright, do your thing, Ellie.

Ellie: On it. Come on. Stupid chain is stuck. Hold on.

Joel: I am.

[She moves a large cart under the door as a stopper.]

Ellie: There.

Joel: That's good thinkin'.

Ellie: How 'bout you get me up there?

Joel: Help me open this.

Ellie: Here.

Joel: I got it.

[He moves the door cart towards the high-up opening. They climb over.]

Voice: Run!

Joel: Oh shit, get down, get down.

Voice: Keep running!

[He see tourists running from a military vehicle. They're gunned down.]

Ellie: What do we do?

Joel: Nothing.

Dying Woman: No...

[They hunters finish her off and check the corpses.]

Hunter: Busy couple a days, huh?

Hunter 2: Whatever, man. Damn. No food, old pair of shoes. They got nothin'.
Let's go.

Hunter: Alright.

[The vehicle with the military turret drives off.]

Ellie: Oh man...

Joel: There ain't nothin' we coulda done.

Ellie: I know...it's just...oh man.

Joel: Let's just get to that bridge.

Ellie: Okay.

[They sneak upstairs to find more hunters.]

Hunter: Well, at least they finally killed that couple. I was sure they made it out of the city. Now all we need to find is this fucking pickup truck duo.

Hunter 2: There better've been an army in that truck. How the fuck did they wipe out an entire crew over there?

Hunter: Let's keep searching. I wanna wrap this up by sundown.

[The hunters are slain as the team head deeper into the financial district.]

Hunter: Got word from the east side crew -- they ain't seen shit.

Hunter 2: What about Market Street?

Hunter: Yeah, they're driving through that area now. Who knows, maybe they'll flush 'em out.

Hunter 2: I pray to god these tourists show their faces.

Hunter: Fuck, they gotta show up somewhere...I think this'll be your lucky day.

Ellie: Joel, there's a guy up on that second floor, right there.

Joel: Yeah, I see him. Stay low.

[They kill all the street hunters.]

Ellie: Oh man. Endure and survive.

Joel: What? Oh, right...the comic book thing.

[Ellie finds some bodies killed along a wall.]

Ellie: Geez. I guess this is how it ended for this zone.

Joel: Well, every battle's got a losing side.

Ellie: What if they had families?

Joel: Everyone has a family. Best not to dwell on it.

Ellie: How can you not? Hey -- get me up there. Come on.

Joel: There ya go.

[He boosts her up to knock down the fire escape ladder.]

Joel: We're almost there.

[They jump down near a prep school.]

Ellie: I stayed at a place like this. Back in the Boston QZ.

Joel: "Military Preparatory School".

Ellie: Yeah, nice way of saying orphanage. I wonder what happened to all these kids.

Joel: This place has been out for a good stretch. They ain't kids no more.

Ellie: Meaning they're either hunters trying to kill us, or they're dead.

Joel: Or they got away.

Ellie: But you don't believe that?

Joel: I believe in getting out of this city. Come on.

Ellie: There's another one.

[She fixates on an old werewolf movie poster.]

Ellie: These posters are everywhere.

Joel: I saw this right before the outbreak.

Ellie: You did? Did he totally gut her by the end?

Joel: Nobody gets gutted. It's a dumb teen movie.

Ellie: Who dragged you to see it then?

Joel: I don't know. Let's just stay focused, alright?

Ellie: Alright.

Joel: Let's get through the alley.

[They can hear the military humvee and hunters near the grocery store.]

Ellie: Agh, it's that fucking truck.

Joel: It's alright, keep your head down.

Hunter: Six.

Hunter 2: Nope.

Hunter: Seven.

Hunter 2: Not even close.

Hunter: Ten.

Hunter 2: Keep going.

Hunter: I don't know, twenty.

Hunter 2: Try twenty-five.

Hunter: Bullshit.

Hunter 2: Swear to god.

Hunter: You have twenty-five cans of bacon?

Hunter 2: Well, twenty-four. I just finished one.

Hunter: How the hell do you have twenty-four cans of bacon?

Hunter 2: Military locker in the hotel, from back in the day. Me and Reuben
stumbled upon it. Split it right down the middle.

Hunter: And that shit's still good? When are you making some more?

Hunter 2: Why?

Hunter: Why do you think? I want some.

Hunter 2: Yeah, I bet you do.

Hunter: Man...I saved your ass from that clicker last week.

Hunter 2: I'll think about it.

Hunter: I shoulda let your ass die back there.

Hunter 2: Oh, Jesus. I'll make you some if you quit bringing that up.

Hunter: It better be as good as you say it is.

Hunter 2: It's bacon; of course it's good.

[The humvee sees them and starts firing with its massive emplacement.]

Ellie: What the fuck are they shooting at us with?

[They evade the vehicle and hear it drive off.]

Joel: I think we lost 'em.

[They move along a 2F ledge toward another apartment. The vehicle reappears.]

Ellie: Oh shit.

Joel: We're okay. They can't see us.

[As they climb into a window, a young man grabs Joel and tries to kill him.]

Joel: Oh, shit.

[He knocks Ellie down, surprised to see her.]

Man: What the fuck?

Joel: Sonofa--

[Joel overpowers him and gives him some gut punches.]

Ellie: Joel.

Man: Wait. Wait!

Ellie: Joel, stop! Look.

[They see a kid nearby with a gun nearby.]

Man: Leave him alone.

Joel: Easy, on. Just take it easy.

Man: It's alright. They're not the bad guys. Lower the gun. Man, you hit hard.

Joel: Yeah, well, I was trying to kill you.

Man: Yeah, I thought you were one of them too. Then I saw you. If you haven't noticed, they don't keep kids around. Survival of the fittest.

Kid: You're bleeding.

Man: Ah, it's nothing.

Henry: I'm Henry. This is Sam. I think I caught your name was Joel?

Ellie: Ellie.

Joel: How many are with you?

Sam: They're all dead.

Henry: Hey, we don't know that. There were a bunch of us. Someone had the brilliant idea of entering the city, look for supplies. Those fuckers -- they ambushed us. Scattered us. Now it's all about getting outta this shithole.

Ellie: We can help each other.

Joel: Ellie.

Ellie: Safety in numbers and all that.

Henry: She's right. We could help each other. We got a hideout not too far from here. Be safer if we chat there.

Joel: Alright, take us there.

Henry: Follow me.

Sam: Sorry about the whole gun thing.

Ellie: Don't worry. I would've probably done the same thing. Where you from?

Sam: All the way from Hartford.

Ellie: Really? I heard some bad stuff going on down there.

Sam: Yeah, the military abandoned the zone. It's why we left. Place probably looks like this by now.

Henry: We gotta be careful. We're right next to one of their lookout areas. Is it just you and your daughter?

Ellie: We're not related, we're more like, um...

Joel: I promised someone I'd look after her.

Henry: Yeah, I can appreciate that.

[They enter a toy store and hear the humvee approaching.]

Henry: Wait, wait. Everyone be quiet. Get away from the windows.

Joel: They're gone.

Henry: Man...that fuckin' truck. It's been hounding us ever since we got in this damn-- Sam, what are you doing?

[He's looking at a toy robot.]

Sam: Nothing.

Henry: Get rid of it.

Sam: My backpack is practically empty.

Henry: What's the rule about takin' stuff?

Sam: It weighs like nothing.

Henry: The rule -- what is it?

Sam: We only take what we have to.

Henry: That's right. Now come on.

Joel: How far is this place?

Henry: We're close. Real close.

[They exit out toward the hunter lookout point.]

Joel: Shit. Ellie, you watch our back.

Ellie: Of course.

Henry: Sam, stay with her.

Hunter: What'd you find?

Hunter 2: Nothing... Looks like someone was up there, but they're long gone.

Hunter: So where are the others?

Hunter 2: They wanted to give it another once over. Make sure we didn't miss anything.

Hunter: Alright...keep an eye out over there. I'll check this area.

[The team kills 'em.]

Henry: We did it. Not bad, old timer. Come on, up on this truck. Oh shit, more guys up there.

[They enter an apartment after.]

Henry: Through this door.

Joel: Are you sure it's safe being so close to them?

Henry: I'm the only one with the key, man.

Joel: And where'd you get that?

Henry: I killed one of 'em. He won't miss it now. Everybody through.

Sam: It's back here. So...how old are you?

Ellie: Me? Fourteen. How old are you?

Sam: Ah...the same.

Henry: Oh, you're fourteen, huh?

Sam: I'm close.

Henry: Alright.

Sam: I am.

[They pile into the architectural offices' suite.]

Henry: Here we are. Welcome to my office.

Ellie: How long have you guys been holed up in here?

Sam: A few days. We found a bit of food, though. Here.

Henry: Blueberries. Found a whole stash of 'em. You want some?

Joel: No.

Henry: Hey, man, relax. We're safe.

Joel: So why haven't you left?

Henry: Been waiting for the right opportunity.

Joel: And?

Henry: Here. Check this out.

[He shows Joel the hunter checkpoint on the street below.]

Henry: Look at these sons of bitches. Everyday they congregate down there, guardin' that damn bridge. Come nighttime, it's down to a skeleton crew. After sunset, that's our window. With most of them gone, sneak right past them.

Joel: That could work.

Henry: Oh, it'll work. It'll definitely work. Wow...

[The kids play with their food, tossing it up and catching it in their mouth.]

Sam: Ready?

Ellie: Ow.

Sam: A blueberry hurt you?

Henry: It's been awhile since that boy even cracked a smile. She doesn't seem bothered by all this.

Joel: So where were you headin'?

Henry: Heard the Fireflies are based out west somewhere. We're gonna join up with them.

Joel: Yeah...

Henry: Somethin' funny?

Joel: Just seems like there's a lot of people putting their stock on the Fireflies these days.

Henry: Yeah, maybe there's a reason for that.

Joel: So you don't know where they are and you're just gonna drag him across the country to find 'em?

Henry: I tell you what, how about I worry about my brother and you worry about you girl?

Joel: Easy. We're looking for the Fireflies too.

[Henry digs out a rudimentary map.]

Henry: This is us. There's an abandoned military radio station, just outside the city. Any survivors from our group were supposed to meet us there -- tomorrow. You and your girl, you want to join us, it goes down tonight.

Joel: I guess we best rest up then.

[That night, Ellie rouses Joel from his sleep.]

Ellie: He says it's time to go.

Henry: Now, we're gonna be moving fast, okay? So no matter what, you stick to me like glue.

Sam: Like glue. Got it.

Henry: Like glue. Good, good. Alright, y'all ready?

Joel: Yeah.

Henry: Okay. Alright, y'all stay close, okay?

Joel: You tried this before?

Henry: Uh, yeah.

Joel: That's comforting.

Henry: Relax, old man.

Joel: I just hope you know the way.

Henry: This way.

[He leads them to street level, near the checkpoint.]

Henry: Okay, let's try to take them out quietly. Hey, I'll follow your lead.

Joel: Alright.

Hunter: Hey...how you doing?

Hunter 2: Just trying to keep warm. How's it looking out there?

Hunter: We put down some infected, but no sign of those tourists.

Hunter 2: Think they're still in the city?

Hunter: Yeah, they're still around. Alright...I'm gonna do another round. Watch your back.

Hunter 2: Yeah, you too.

[They go outside to see a hunter spotlighting infected for his buddy to snipe.]

Hunter: Hey, you hear that? Clicker.

Hunter 2: Yeah, I hear it, but I don't see shit! Woo! Nailed it! Did you see that shit?

Hunter: Not bad. Hold up, there it is! There!

Henry: Yo, Joel, there's a guy on that light up there.

Joel: I see 'em.

[They slay the skeleton crew.]

Henry: Alright, we did it.

Joel: Henry, give me a hand with this.

Henry: Alright. You ready?

[They see the humvee approaching the checkpoint.]

Henry: Ah, shit. Go!

Joel: Oh, no. Hurry, c'mon.

Henry: Wait, wait, wait!

Hunter: Hey! They're over here!

Henry: Got 'em. Come on, everyone.

Joel: Keep your eyes open, we ain't outta this mess yet.

[Joel gets in boost position.]

Joel: Alright, check it out.

Henry: We're good. Sam, let's go.

Joel: Alright, kid, c'mon. There you go.

Henry: Come on.

[The humvee rams the barred gate.]

Hunter: Open the gate!

Henry: Ah, shit!

Joel: Hurry, hurry!

Hunter 2: They locked it!

[The ladder they've been using breaks when Ellie gets up.]

Joel: Ellie!

Henry: Gotcha.

Hunter: Go!

Hunter 2: Move outta the fucking way! We gotta ram it!

Ellie: Okay, we gotta get him up.

Henry: Ah...I'm sorry. We're leaving.

Sam: What?

Ellie: What? This is bullshit!

Hunter: Hey! Now!

Ellie: What the fuck, Henry?

Joel: Oh shit.

[Henry and his brother amscray; Ellie jumps back down to Joel.]

Ellie: We stick together.

Hunter: One more time. Punch it!

[Joel lifts up a garage door.]

Joel: C'mon, into the building! Let's go!

Ellie: Okay! Okay...

Joel: Go...

[Joel barely makes it out of the turret's sights.]

Ellie: Oh, fuck.

Hunter: Go around to the other side!

Ellie: Agh. How the fuck do we get outta here?

[They slip into a hunter-filled pub.]

Hunter: The hell is going on back there?

Hunter 2: Sounds like they found 'em. Spread out. They might come through here.

[They slip out the chain-locked door.]

Joel: Alright, let's get underneath it.

[The humvee rams a gate nearby.]

Hunter: Fuckin' open it! Go! There! They're running to the bridge! Go, go, go!

Ellie: Joel!

[They slip past the impediments, only to find the bridge has long been broken.]

Joel: Oh, shit.

Ellie: Oh, fuck.

Joel: How many bullets do you have left?

Ellie: They're gonna kill us.

Joel: What other choice do we have?

Ellie: We jump.

Joel: No, it's too high and you can't swim. I'll boost you up, you run past 'em.

[The humvee rams the blockage, sending some cars into the water.]

Ellie: Oh, shit.

Joel: Oh my god.

Ellie: You'll keep me afloat.

Joel: Ellie.

Ellie: No time to argue.

[She jumps off the broken highway into the river.]

Joel: Ellie! Ah, damn it!

[Joel follows after her, but the current is surprisingly strong.]

Ellie: Joel!

Joel: I got you! No, no, no, no...

[The current rams him into debris and he loses consciousness.]