28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Alice: Who were chasing you?
Boy in Cottage: My mum, my dad... They're trying to kill me. There's others too.
Donald Harris: How many?
Boy in Cottage: Loads.

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Stone: Abandon selective targeting. Shoot everything. Targets are now free. We've lost control.

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Donald Harris: Your mum and I were hiding in a house. A wee cottage. There was an old couple that owned it. And they were there, too. Three other people. And we were, uh... just trying to stay alive, I suppose. We were doing okay for a while. And then we were attacked. They came in through the kitchen window. They were really fast, you know? Chased us. Chased your mum. And we were

trapped. Trapped in the bedroom. I... I seen them... biting. I couldn't do anything. I tried to go back. She was already gone. She was already gone.
Andy: Was there nothing you could do?
Donald Harris: No, there was nothing I could do. I managed to get away. Just running, running, and running. I got to this military camp. And you know the rest, you

know, I've been in quarantine waiting for you guys to come back.
Tammy: We're just happy you're still alive.

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Donald Harris: We'll be moving to our new house soon, a couple of months, in fact.
Tammy: A new house?
Donald Harris: Yeah. Listen, I hope you guys understand, um... we're not going to be able to go back to your old house. It's outside the security zone, and anyway, I don't think I'd want to go back there, even if I could.

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Flynn: [talking over the radio] Doyle, come in.
Doyle: Flynn, go.
Flynn: Doyle, where the fuck are you man?
Doyle: Ground level, District One.
Flynn: Shit! Closed frequency.
Doyle: Copy that.
Flynn: What the fuck are you doing there?

Listen to me, you've got some serious shit coming your way.
Doyle: We've already got some serious shit.
Flynn: No. I'm not fucking playing - this is worse. The air cav; they just got their orders. They're firebombing all of District One.
Doyle: That was fast.
Flynn: Outbreak is totally out of control.

They're taking no chances. So unless you are out of the target zone, you are getting cooked, you got me?
Doyle: How long we got?
Flynn: They're already on their way. You got four minutes, tops. But listen, I got some clear landing ground at Regents Park. That's the pick-up point. Got it?
Doyle: I'll be back in touch.

Flynn: Hey Doyle, you fucking better be.

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Tammy: Daddy! No!

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Rooftop Soldier: I don't see who's a target.

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Scarlet: Have you come in contact with... the infected?

28 Weeks Later
28 Weeks Later

Stone: Clear channels to Control. Control One this is General Stone. All forces under my control prepare to execute "Code Red" on my command.