The island hub is a regularly-recurring location in ZED. The player visits it a total of seven times in the course of the game.
Scripts[ | ]
School[ | ]
[SFX]: *bicycle bell rings*
[Young Mal]: Man, Ms. Landsale's class was great. Wish they could all be like that.
[Young Mal]: Heinlein, Lovecraft, Tolkien... You said your art class was the same way?
[Young Mal]: Who's that guy you mentioned? All those alien planets? Roger Dean?
[Young Mal]: Say, wanns work on more ZED again?
[Young Mal]: I got all thse ideas: Cosmic! Horror... Comedy! Romance!
[Young Mal]: Ah, no shit. This summer's gonna be the best.
Summer[ | ]
[SFX]: *cicadas buzzing*
[Young Mal]: Summer's almost over. Barely a week left.
[Young Mal]: How many pages you draw for ZED?
[Young Mall]: ...Well, think of all the cool stuff we've done!
[Young Mal]: Exploring the sewers last week was awesome. Tunnel rats!
[Young Mal]: So, how you wanna spend the rest of it? More art? Or more adventures?
[Young Mal]: Yeah, I can't friggin' decide either...
[Nr. Id]: Productivity took a backseat. We had a summer to remember. Experiences to draw from.
[Mr. Ego]: Oh, sure. All those blank pages were completely justified.
[Mr. Ego]: Think if we'd had ZED further along before Plimco got their hooks into it.
[Mr. Id]: Ideas need time to incubate. Art needs experience.
Movie[ | ]
[SFX]: *voicemail beep*
[Mal]: Hey. It's Mal. Principle photography on the ZED movie starts next week.
[Mal]: Weird to hear, huh? Especially not to be involved.
[Mal]: They contact you to advise? You'd...let me know, right?
[Mal]: Somebody, can't say who, snuck me a script.
[Mal]: And there's a few good lines. They kept the framework.
[Mal]: There's still plenty that can go wrong, I hear.
[Mal]: That's me! Always lookin' on the bright side.
[Mal]: Still rooting for ZED, though. Can't help it.
Sorry[ | ]
[SFX]: *voicemail beep*
[Mal]: Hey, it's Mal. I know you've got a lot going on.
[Mal]: Just wanted to say...sorry about Carolyn. Heard about John.
[Mal]: I been leaving you these messages and...hell, you got your own problems.
[Mal]: Should probably move on, I guess. Not be...bitter.
[Mal]: Make something else. Find another medium, like you did.
[Mal]: How are the hours? *chuckle* Bad as they say?
[Mal]: ...Call me, if and when you have the time.
Finish ZED[ | ]
[SFX]: *voicemail beep*
[Mal]: Hey...it's Mal.
[Mal]: Hope things are good out your way. Or...better, you know.
[Mal]: I haven't heard from you. Been a bit–
[Mal]: *heavy coughing*
[Mal]: –rough lately.
[Mal]: Got some bad news.
[Mal]: You're probably on a deadline again. Or, they call it crunch, right?
[Mal]: Say, do me a favor. Do something with the character.
[Mal]: Finish Zed's search. Wrap up his story.
[Mal]: I don't care if you publish it. Or–[cough]–if I ever see it.
[Mal]: I just want to know... *ragged breathing*
[Mal]: I just want to know...that he found his way home.
Settlement[ | ]
[SFX]: *voicemail beep*
[Daughter]: Hey, Dad. Uh, it's me. Talked to your lawyer.
[Daughter]: I guess there've been some similar...settlements with creators lately.
[Daughter]: Um, the Kirby estate...the Schuster family.
[Daughter]: Anyway, he thinks there's a shot for ZED.
[Daughter]: Also, got some news from the doctor. It's a girl!
[Daughter]: We're considering..."Charlotte." ...What do you think?
ZED Returns[ | ]
[SFX]: *voicemail beep*
[Daughter]: Hey, Dad. It's me. Your lawyer called. Plimco's open to your terms.
[Daughter]: That's great, right? Shared ownership of ZED for us and Mal's family.
[Daughter]: Shame about Mal... You know. Sucks...
[Daughter]: Everything you said about him, sounds like he could've used this.