Lucky for R, Julie is not so choked up
about Perry's death, leaving her more
receptive than you'd suspect to the attentions of her new gentleman zombie pal, who smuggles her onto an empty jetliner on the tarmac of an abandoned airport, advising her in grunts and groans that can barely be parsed as human
language that she needs to stay on board with him for a few days, until the rest of his zombie buddies conveniently forget she's around.