head for the mountains.
Out of "rats' alley
Where the dead men lost their bones."
T. S. Eliot turns out to have been
just as good a prophet as he was a poet.
The Waste Land. 
I wonder if it comforts him.
I wonder if I'll ever see
a stream full of fish again.
Where'd you ever see
a stream full of fish in Harlem?
At the movies.
- Does that hurt?
- A little, yeah.
It hurts. How about off, man? Turn it off.
A week ago, that much light
would have sent you right up the wall.
I'm beginning to see the light.
I'll have another batch of serum ready
in a few hours...
then we'll load up that Land Rover,
pick up Dutch and the kids...
and go to the hills. How about the Sierras?
Yeah.
Baby, we made it. We really made it.
I think I'll go pick up
some stuff for the trip.
Is there anything special you fancy, baby?
What I pick up today,
you're going to be seeing for a long time.
- Why don't you skip it?
- Honey.
The most dangerous thing I ever ran into
in one of those stores was you.
You watch yourself.
You stay on the ground floors,
near the doors, and in the light.
- Lf you see anything, shoot.
- Check.
Honey, can I borrow your credit cards?
Is that gonna be for me?
You don't need any more.
This is for Lisa.
- One of these days, she may...
- Start to turn?
That's always a possibility.
It's best to catch these things early.
Then you don't think
the serum would work...
for tertiary cases?
- What do you mean?
- Like Matthias.
The Family.
It's hard to say.
Would it?
Come on, help me with this.
Put the cap on that.
Put it in the refrigerator.
I can't afford to give more blood
till I get clear of this town.
Later on, if your blood count comes up...
and you put on some weight,
we can use your blood to make serum.
Yeah?
Yeah. Now, go eat your soup.
Someone ought to do
something about those people.
How about it?
- You gonna give them the serum?
- Fat chance.
How come?
We'd have to be here
for a few more months, for one thing.
For another thing,
they're homicidal maniacs, for God's sake.
Man, they're humans.
I mean, they're sick, you know?
They're vermin.
Okay, then.
If you don't want to cure them, kill them.
If I just knew where they're at.
The old court building, that's where.
In the Civic Center.
That's where they're holed up.
- You're kidding me.
- They're there.
Go on. Ain't you gonna go down there
and zap them?
Why not?
You've been looking to kill them
for practically two whole years now.
Either kill them or cure them, damn it.
No need.
They're half-dead right now.
You know what, mister?
You're hostile.
You just don't belong.
Nice of you to let me hang around.
At times, you scare me
more than Matthias does.
- How's Richie?
- Beautiful. It works.
It works.
My God, it's a beautiful world!
Don't you think
we ought to do something?
Damn right.
I've got some blood
to make up serum for Lisa.
We'll start on the rest of you
in a week or so.
Can you have the kids ready
to leave tomorrow?
Gonna take me a little ride in the sun.
Where are we going?
Away, that's all. Just away.
Someplace nobody ever bothered with.
A river nobody ever dammed...
a mountain nobody built
any bloody freeways to...
where everything we do
will be the first time it happened.
You got it. That's it. Just like
in the beginning of the world.
Like we were starting all over again
in the Garden of Eden!
Only this time,
we don't trust no frigging snake!
Scout, I wonder if we're gonna have
room for you.
"Going to find out who's right.
"You or me."
- Why are you here?
- I came to help you.
- You know the man.
- Neville?
That's him.
He's got a serum
for what's wrong with you.
And if you could just talk to him,
get with him...
then everybody could be...
Yes? Everybody could be what?
Everyone...
Everybody could be normal again.
I see.
- We could be as we were before?
- I guess so.
- The way we were.
- The way we were.
That's what Neville