What's going on, Shaun?

[on the phone trying to reach emergency services without any luck]

Shit. It's engaged.

How about an ambulance?

It's engaged, Ed.

[after a pause]

Fire engine?

[exasperated]

It's one number, Ed, and it's busy! Okay? What'd you want a fire engine for, anyway?

Anything with flashing lights, you know?

They still out there?

[Ed pulls back the curtains, revealing two zombies scratching at the window] [shuts curtains, steps away contemplatively]

Yeah. What you think we should do?

Have a sit down?