Selena: It started as rioting. But right from the beginning you knew this was different. Because it was happening in small villages, market towns. And then it wasn't on the TV any more. It was in the street outside. It was coming in through your windows. It was a virus. An infection. You didn't need a doctor to tell you that. It was the blood. It was something in the blood. By the time they tried to evacuate the cities it was already too late. Army blockades were overrun. And that's when the exodus started. Before the TV and radio stopped broadcasting there were reports of infection in Paris and New York. We didn't hear anything more after that.
Jim: No, no. No, see this is a really shit idea. You know why? Because it's really obviously a shit idea.
Private Jones: Mitch, I fucking got one!
Corporal Mitchell: What, you want a fucking sweetie? Keep shooting, you cunt!
Jim: Oh, great valium. Not only will we be able to go to sleep, if we get attacked in the middle of the night, we won't even care.
Sergeant Farrell: Well, I think Bill's got a point. If you look at the whole life of the planet, we... You know, man, has only been around for a few blinks of an eye. So if the infection wipes us all out, that is a return to normality.
Hannah: Are you trying to kill me?
Selena: No, sweetheart. I'm making you not care. Okay?
Jim: And then I wake up today in hospital. I wake up, and I'm... I'm hallucinating or I'm...
Mark: What's your name?
Jim: Jim.
Mark: I'm Mark. This is Selena. Ok, Jim. I've got some bad news.
Jim: That was longer than a heartbeat.
Selena: Plans are pointless. Staying alive is as good as it gets.
Answer: That question is actually answered. The pilot is speaking Finnish, and he says into the radio "lähetätkö helikopterin" which translates as "Can you please send a helicopter?" Looks like he was actually helping them after all, and there is still some civilization (or at least people with radios and helicopters).