Chloe: Did you see the update from the CDC?   

Max: No.

Max: How bad is it?

Chloe: Bad.

Max: How bad?

Chloe: Half.

Max: Half of what?

Chloe: Half of the population of Texas has been infected.

Max: 14 million people have turned?

Chloe: Yes...

Max: Is there still a way out?

Chloe: For now.

Chloe: The convoy leaves at tomorrow morning at dawn.

Max: That's only 12 hours from now...

Chloe: I know.

Chloe: It's our last chance.

Chloe: If we don't get out...

Max: Don't go there.

Max: You can't.

Chloe: I know I shouldn't, but I can't help it.

Chloe: I watched footage of a man changing.

Chloe: I've never seen anything more terrifying.

Max: It's okay, Chloe.

Max: I won't let anything happen to you.

Chloe: I wish you were here right now.

Max: Me too.

Chloe: Are you still coming over at sun down?

Max: Yes.

Max: I'm all packed and ready to go.

Chloe: You have your inhalers, right?

Max: Yes, I managed to get five before the pharmacy got boarded up.

Chloe: And antibiotics?

Max: Yup.

Max: Three full rounds.

Chloe: Hang on, there's a breaking news bulletin on the TV.

Chloe: On no...

Chloe: Oh no!

Chloe: OH NO!

Max: What?

Max: Chlo?

Chloe: Houston is gone...

Max: What do you mean gone?

Chloe: The CDC sent drones in.

Chloe: There's no one left.

Max: The whole city has been lost?

Chloe: Yes!

Chloe: MAX!

Chloe: There's no way we're going to make it!

Chloe: We'll be infected before we can get out!

Max: I know it seems that way, but we're going to make it.

Max: The convoy has two tanks with missile launchers attached to the top.

Max: Nothing will be able to stop us!

Chloe: The virus can stop anything.

Chloe: Including us.

Max: You have to stay positive!

Chloe: I know... but it's hard.

Max: We'll get out tomorrow.

Max: The ship leaves in three days.

Max: The island is safe.

Max: No signs of infection.

Chloe: What if they accidentally let someone sick on to the ship?

Chloe: Or if they make it to the island?

Max: They are screening everyone.

Max: If you have a fever, you don't get on.

Chloe: Maybe we should head to the mountains instead?

Chloe: Just the two of us?

Max: I'm not sure we'd make it.

Chloe: We could take the Jeep.

Chloe: Fill up the gas cans.

Chloe: Gun it the whole way.

Max: What would we do once we got there?

Chloe: You know how to fish.

Chloe: I could bring seeds.

Chloe: Start a garden?

Max: What if the area is already lost?

Max: If the sick are already there...

Chloe: Which is safer?

Chloe: The ship taking us to an island, where there's an established colony...

Chloe: Or you and me heading to the mountains, where we know we can survive.

Max: I'm not sure it's that simple.

Max: Both will be dangerous.

Max: But, I'll let you make the decision.

Max: Think about it and I'll see you at seven.

Max: Okay?

Chloe: Be safe.

Max: I will.

Chloe: Promise.

Max: Promise.

[Three hours later.

[Max rushes through Chloe's front door, locking it behind him.

[His face is red and he's out of breath.

Chloe: MAX!

Max: Chlo...

Max: I've got some bad news.

Chloe: What?

Chloe: What's wrong?

Max: The convoy...

[Chloe's mouth goes dry.

Max: It left early.

Chloe: WHAT?

Max: I saw Graeme on the way here.

Max: He said one of the guards came down with a fever...

Max: The rest got spooked and packed up.

Max: They were gone within the hour.

[Chloe collapses.

Max: Chlo!

Chloe: We're going to die!

Max: No!

Max: No we aren't!

Max: We'll leave tonight.

Max: Head for the mountains.

Max: Just you and I, we'll make it.

Chloe: But what if we don't?

Max: We can't think that way!

[Chloe rubs her face as Max pulls her into his arms.

Max: We can do this, Chlo.

Max: Just you and me!

Chloe: You're right.

Chloe: We can do this!

Max: If you're ready, we can leave now?

[Chloe glances around her apartment.

[Sadness washes over her.

[She will have to leave everything but the bare essentials behind.

Chloe: Give me fifteen minutes.

[Ten minutes later there's a sharp knock at the door.

[Chloe races into the family room and speaks to Max in a hushed voice.

Chloe: Who do you think it is?

Max: I don't know?

Max: I thought most of the people in this building were already gone?

Chloe: They are!

[Knock, knock, knock!

Max: Quick, go hide!

Chloe: I'm not hiding!

Max: Chloe, please!

Chloe: Why don't you go hide?

[Max opens his mouth to respond, but he's cut off by another series of loud thumps on the door.

[Chloe pushes past Max and opens the door.

[Three men in hazmat suits stand in the hallway with guns in hands.

Armed Guard One: How many are in this apartment?

Max: Two.

[The armed guards enter Chloe's apartment.

[Two of them begin searching each of the rooms.

Chloe: HEY!

Chloe: What are you doing?

Armed Guard One: Someone on the first floor has been lost.

[Max's jaw drops.

Chloe: No...

Armed Guard One: Unfortunately, yes.

Armed Guard One: This building is going under quarantine.

Armed Guard One: We're going door to door.

Armed Guard One: Letting the healthy people out before it's too late.

[Max points to Chloe's bags next to the front door.

Max: We were planning on leaving tonight.

Max: Heading to the mountains.

Armed Guard One: Smart decision.

[Max reaches down to pick up Chloe's bags.

Max: We'll just be on our way.

Armed Guard One: Not until you pass inspection.

Chloe: Inspection?

Armed Guard Two: We can't let anyone who's infected out of this building.

Max: Neither of us are sick!

Chloe: Yeah, we both feel fine.

Armed Guard Three: Then you won't mind us checking your temperature and swabbing your cheek?

Chloe: Fine.

Chloe: As long as we can leave as soon as you've cleared us?

Armed Guard One: Of course.

[Armed Guard One takes out two plastic packages.

[There's a cotton swab, a vial with clear liquid, and a thermometer strip in each.

[The guard checks Max's temperature and nods.

Armed Guard One: Clear.

[He then check's Chloe's temperature.

Armed Guard One: Clear.

[He grabs the swabs and tells Max and Chloe to open wide.

[After rubbing the swab against the inside of their cheeks, the guard slides each cotton stick into the vial of clear liquid.

Armed Guard One: This will only take a minute.

[Chloe and Max stand together, watching the two vials.

Armed Guard One: As long as you're healthy, the liquid will remain clear.

Armed Guard One: If you're sick, the vial will turn purple.

[Chloe holds her breath as they wait for the results.

[After what feels like an eternity, the guard holds up one of the two vials.

[The liquid inside has turned a deep shade of lavender.

[All three guards move in front of the door, blocking the apartment's only exit.

Armed Guard One: Looks like one of you won't be going anywhere.