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:11:18
C.D.C.
:11:22
Hey, boss, welcome to disease land.
:11:25
Tuck it in.
:11:27
All right. All right.
:11:29
You sure this is yellow fever?
:11:30
What, are you ignorin'
your pages now?

:11:32
Listen, I'm.
:11:33
These two cops saw the scaf-fold
and the paint mess here.

:11:36
And then they looked through
that cellar window.

:11:38
Go ahead. Take a look.
:11:51
Pleasant, isn't it?
:11:52
Couldn't let 'em out until
you gave me the okay, so.

:11:56
Roughly, there were three dozen
people trapped in here.

:11:59
We've got bacterial sample reading
off the scale, though.

:12:01
- Nothing's airborne.
- We've got a Rev-erend Harry Ping.

:12:04
Preacher, if you can imagine that
He ran this place.

:12:07
There's no sign of him.
:12:10
Have you had lunch?
:12:13
Try to keep it down
when you see this, okay?

:12:19
Piece of shit on the ceiling.
Figure that one out.

:12:23
Here you go, Josh.
:12:25
The subway?
:12:26
You know what?
This is what I love about my job.

:12:29
I get to travel, see the world
and meet new exotic cultures.

:12:34
It's it's all bacterial, but hey
what the fuck. Right?

:12:37
Thanks a lot, Miguel
Board up every exit.

:12:39
If this leads to the subways
I don't want anything to spread.

:12:42
Quarantine everything.

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