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North, West, South, report.

Hey. Hey.

What does that mean?

What I said.

You "hope" the guy makes it.

That's not enough.

- If you give a shit...
- Carl.

If you care, you do something.

You don't just "hope."

It takes more than that.

That's what I meant.

There's gonna be something
after the fight's over.

Not for everyone.

Okay, yeah, but...

what about for you?

Different from picture.

Jadis!

It's coming from the window!

We hit it and fall... back.

Go!

They got out.

It hasn't been long.
We have to warn everyone.

- They're gonna hit back.
- We can get the cars

near the East lookout and split up.

Might have to find other rides.

The snipers
probably used theirs to get away.

I don't think they got away.

You're gonna live, Dad.

Why are we doing this?

Why are we fighting them?

So it isn't like how they want it,

with everyone working for them,

everyone living for them?

We're fighting so it's all of us
working together

for something more than
just killing other people.

Well, you think
we're gonna be out there,

picking strawberries with Negan?

If that's what it takes.

It's more than just hope.

What, are we just gonna kill all of them?

Finding some way forward, that's harder.

That's something more.

Dad, that's how it's got to be.

They have to talk to us, right?

After coming all this way?

Sorry. I was just...

What?

Uh...

Eric and I used to take trips like this...

back when we were looking for people

to bring to Alexandria.

We drove to the Hilltop
just a few days ago

and... helped armor those cars.

He was always right there,
where you are now.

I was just...

remembering that.

I'm sorry.

I need to make sure
he died for a reason.

Tell me what you were saying?

I was, uh...

I was just thinking about Oceanside.

Wondering if they'll talk to us.

I hope so.

We got to try not to scare them.

Tara said that, up until her,

they killed on sight.

It's going to be a risk.

We need to have them be a part of this.

We just have to convince them.

We have to.

- We should've brought guns for them.
- We have to hold on to those guns.

I could give Cyndie mine.

You're gonna need your gun, Enid.

Right.

I just want it to end before that.

I do, too.

You know how to drive?

Uh, yeah.

Well, sort of.

I'm better than Carl, anyways.

Why are you turning?

We're supposed to be going straight.

Uh, I just want to check something out.

Maybe it's just about giving them
something they can use.

You're right.

We can't show up empty-handed.

Social graces.

We'll be back soon.
I'll bring your daddy, too, okay?

Can you say bye-bye?

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I'm glad you came back.

It's better we go out there together.

It worked.

We'll roll in, tell them to give up.

They're gonna give up.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't.

Don't be.

It worked.

It worked.

We opened it up for the walkers.
They're in.

Okay.

So we'll finish it, just like we planned.

Yeah.

You stop by that warehouse
on your way back?

Find any guns, ammo?

Uh...

no, nothing heavy.

Just some stun grenades,
smoke grenades...

air horn, probably for redirects.

Cool.

Well, after they surrender,

we should use this stuff
to redirect the herd.

We should take it with us.

Yeah. That's good.

Yeah, stack it up.

Yeah, keep going.

Great.

What about that
really heavy-looking crate?

Awesome.

What about the air horn?

Cool. Okay.

Sure.

Yeah, I got it.

This good?

I don't know.

It's as good a place as any.

Yeah.

You shouldn't have come here.

Drop it! Now!

Get up. Slow.

Grandma?

Grandma!

Oh, God!

No!

Carl.

I've been lookin' for you.

We're about ready to head out.

What are you doing?

I'm helping someone.

A traveler.

In the sewer?

You may be wondering

why the hell your lookouts
didn't sound the alarm.

See, we are polite.

I mean, I don't know
when they're gonna wake up

from that kinda shot,

but they should wake up.

So let's just cut through the cow shit...

you lose.

It's over.

So you're gonna line up
in front of your little houses,

and you're gonna work up some apologies,

and then the person with the lamest one

is gonna get killed.

Then I kill Rick in front of everybody,

and we move on.

You have three... count 'em,
three minutes to open this gate,

or we start bombing the shit out of you!

They got out.

Come on.

Michonne.

Come on!

Spread out and find him!

Do you think they'll surrender?

They will.

Eventually.

Not now?

Would we give up that quick?

No, we wouldn't.

Damn straight.

They don't surrender today,
they will soon.

Just need to run out of food...

water...

choices.

Slow down.

What is it?

Tree in the road wasn't there before.

Could've fallen on its own.

Trees do that.

It's them.

Something happened.

Bertie, turn around.

Bertie!

Maggie.

Oh, shit.

Hello, hello, hello!

Ahh.

What a damn nice night.

You need to make it look

like we're escaping out back.

Get to the woods,
halfway to the quarry,

and cut the lights.

Get enough of a lead on them,

hit them, and get away on foot.

You know where we'll be.

Just have to get the guns,
get everyone else here,

and we'll meet you there.

Two minutes, people!

Dig deep.

I want these apologies to be memorable.

Bonus points for creativity.

Work up a poem, sing a song.

I love that shit.

Get going.

There's gonna people in the infirmary.
They're gonna need your help.

Look, we got guns.

- We can fight them.
- We will, but not now.

Carl's right.

Carl, we can't just let them
have this place.

We can.

All you need to do is survive tonight.

This is my show. You said it.

This is my plan, and you're gonna do it.

You're all gonna do it.

So let's go!

One minute!

One minute!

Well, here we are.

I didn't want it to come to this.

Much rather would've been
at home tonight.

But you folks wanted
to order off the menu.

And look at that!

Now you have to eat shit.

God knows I didn't want to be
the one serving it up.

The Kingdom and everyone in it

now belongs to Negan.

Moving forward,

everything that you produce
will belong to us.

We're going to give you

just enough to keep you working,

but you're probably
going to lose the freshman 15

pretty quick.

In addition,

all able-bodied men and women

will also be transported
to the Sanctuary

to see to its repair and refurbishment.

And...

since you made our former home

a goddamn mess of death and the dead,

we'll be hanging our hat here.

You all know the drill.

Due to your recent decisions,
everything has changed.

And yet, nothin' has changed.

Everyone needs to hand over their guns.

Gary, shoot that beautiful bastard

if anyone tries anything.

Same goes for everyone in the cars.

Okey-dokey.

Brought this on yourself, Rick.

See, I was willing to work with you.

All you had to do

was follow a few very simple rules.

But now...

Well, now I see that you got to go.

Scorched earth, you dick!

He's not home.

Oh-ho-holy shit!

Everybody hold your fire.

It's Carl.

Look at you.

Answering the door like a big boy.

I am so proud.

Daddy's not home, huh?

Well, I guess he's gonna get back

to a big old smoky surprise.

There's families in here.

Kids.

My little sister.

Well, that shitjust breaks my heart.

There's kids at the Sanctuary.

You must've seen 'em.

Even had a little baby
at one of the outposts.

I wonder what happened to her.

None of this shit's fair, kid.

Hell, you know that.

You had to kill your own mom.

That is screwed up.

Ergo, we need someone in charge

who's willing to do whatever it takes

to make sure that shit doesn't happen.

Oh. Wait.

- That's me.
- Bad stuff does happen,

but we can figure this out.

We can stop this.

Oh, now you want to talk?

See, your dad had it that I died,

no matter what.

He gave my people a choice.

Not me.

Now we're gonna need
a new understanding.

Apologies, punish...

Kill me.

What did you say?

If you have to kill someone,

if there has to be punishment,
then kill me.

I'm serious.

You wanna die?

No, I don't.

But I will.

It's gonna happen.

And... if me dying could stop this,

if it can make things different...

for us, for you,

for all those other kids...
it'd be worth it.

I mean, was this the plan?

Was it supposed to be this way?

Is this who you wanted to be?

Cars aren't gonna be enough, D.
We should've had the trucks.

No, it'll hold.

Just get ready for cleanup.

Well, I'll be damned.
Come on! Let's get 'em!

Got a convoy out. We're on 'em.

Son of a bitch, Carl!

Was that just a play?!

I thought we were havin' a moment,
you little asshole!

Bombs away!

Now, there's one last piece of business.

There's one person here

who has to answer for all of this.

Ezekiel.

I need him.

We haven't found him yet.

I don't expect anyone to give him up.

But I will say,
to do yourselves a favor

and cooperate now.

We didn't see any goons with dreadlocks

back at what was left of the homestead,

so he's gotta be here.

There are rules, and he broke them!

And if you do not give him up right now,

this... moves into something traumatic.

I don't want that.

Don't make this any worse
than it already is.

There's goddamn kids here.

They don't need to see this shit.

All right.

You got five minutes.

Then it's Negan's way.

And that's on you.

Not me.

How'd you get out?

Three guesses.

Well, let's just say we figured it out.

- What'd you do to the others...
- Oh, yes!

That's exactly where I was going next.

Right now, Kingdom is getting
its innards splayed out

for the world to see.

And the Saviors will be
taking possession of that property,

starting tonight.

Same with Alexandria.

As long as they don't
make it complicated.

But Hilltop?

The farmers?

The breadbasket
of our nascent civilization?

It's your lucky day.

You've been chosen to keep producing.

My boss doesn't like killing
as a volume business.

I personally have a different view of it.

I'm more results-oriented.

Whatever it takes,

that's more my speed.

Maybe I am too binary.

But it's not my call,

so I'm choosing to embrace
what's within my control.

In fact, I'm doubling down.

Gregory made a little bit
of a fool out of me

in front of the big man,

so I am hoping that you are the one

to make things right.

You hear that?

I need you to shift into active listening.

Eugene!

Who, by the way,

I was admittedly skeptical of,

but, man, worked out like gangbusters.

He helped us get out of the situation

with the masses of the cold and impolite.

And now my guys are leading
the rest of the herd away.

So...

this can go one of two ways.

One, I can kill this likable gent

on his knees over there,

drag you out of this car,

and put you in this box.

Hmm?

In which you will not
suffocate to death...

like your friend Sasha.

And then we take you to Hilltop,

gather everyone up,

and kill you in front of the whole place.

And then drag you back to Sanctuary

and put on the spike in front of HQ.

And then my people
will lead the walker herd

to the Hilltop and pull off the same move

that your people tried
unsuccessfully at our place.

What a pain in the ass
for everyone concerned.

Hmm?

Or two, you turn around, go home,

start watering that sorghum,

save everyone, and, most importantly, me,

a lot of trouble.

And, yeah...

we're gonna have to kill
one of your people.

But then we're aces.

Nah, Gary.

I got this.

I just really needed you

to know what I was talkin' about.

I need you to smell it.

Now tell me I don't got to kill

this gent with the lustrous mane.

Tell me I don't got to go down the line!

Tell me, Maggie!

- Gary!
- No!

You don't need to do any of it.

I just want to ask you a favor.

What is that?

I'd like that box.

Take Neil home, to bury him in.

Favor granted.

They didn't get out because of
what we did with the truck.

Even if they did,
it was just a mistake.

And I made one, too.

If I hadn't gone to
the Sanctuary to kill Negan,

maybe Sasha would still be alive.

Maybe she would've gone herself.

Maybe everything would've ended up
going exactly the same way.

I didn't want you guys to do it,
but maybe you needed to.

Maybe you needed to play things out
to figure shit out.

Where the hell are they?

Stop the car.

I just want to take a closer look.

D, stop the damn car!

You're leading the trucks right into it!

You're gonna get us killed!

Now!

That's why you didn't want
to block the gate with the trucks.

That's why you drove right up to this!

It was you!

All of it!

You tell them to stop!

It doesn't work like that.

Well, shit. We coulda used those.

Solar panels?

That convoy, they got away, huh?

All of 'em?

Kid's still gotta be here.

I think he wanted to
go down with the ship.

Search the place.

Find him, tie him up.

Don't kill him.

Blow up every other house.

I'm gonna go to Rick's,
make a little spaghetti.

When he shows up, send him my way.

On the ground, kid!

- Damn it.
- Come on!

Shh.

I will acquiesce
and facilitate your wishes,

regardless of the foolhardiness.

However, on a personal note,
it is my sincere opinion

that venturing from
the confines of this infirmary

will be a fatal mistake.

The doctor is more than capable
of returning on his own.

You, on the other hand,
will likely succumb to illness

or bodily rending en route.

But I know that that's
the stratagem you're choosing,

and it's a dirty game.

Will one of you please tell me
what the hell is going on?

Gabriel believes he's on a mission
from God to return you to Hilltop

to tend to the birthing
of Maggie and Glenn's child.

Look, he... he can't go anywhere.

That is a conversation
the two of you need to have sotto, solo.

I'm just here to inform you

that the guard
at the Northside gate is OOC.

What you choose to do or not do
with that knowledge

is none of my beeswax or card stacks.

Wait. You killed a guard?

No.

His coffee was compromised.

He's currently riding a porcelain bus

with laxative and melted
sugar-free-gum-induced diarrhea.

- What?
- In fact, unless he was fleet of foot,

he may very well be catastrophically
crapping his khakis right now.

Why?

Just, uh...

plan on sleeping tonight.

So come with us.

It's not too late. They'll take you back.

I shan't be doin' that.

Oops.

I seem to have dropped
the keys to a vehicle

located just outside
the aforementioned Northside gate.

You're doing the right thing.

As previously debated,
that assessment is relative.

No.

It isn't.

What're you lookin' at me for?! Go!

That's Ezekiel! We need him alive.

Goddamn king's worth more
than all of 'em.

Go!

Nabila! Where's Ezekiel?

He's still in there... I think.

I don't know.

You've got to get everyone to safety.

Take Cookman Parkway to Kingsley,

beige house, two miles down.

It's got a fence. I'll meet you there.

Your Majesty.

Save 'em...

like you saved me.

Wait. Ezekiel, no!

Margaret, I... I understand
you putting me in here,

a-a-and message received, but...

- you know I don't belong in here.
- Shut up.

What happened out there?

That one.

Get him out.

He gets out?

Maggie, what are you doing?

Kal, I need your gun.

This one tried to kill you.

Maggie, you don't wanna do this.

Shut up, Al!

If cupcake wants to put on a show,
let her put on a show.

You wanna be next?

No, I don't.

Saviors killed one of our own
tonight on the road.

We aren't even, but that was a start.

Maggie.

Get more guards on duty.

Start fortifying the walls and bury Neil.

First light, everybody else
starts tending crops.

- I thought we don't give up.
- No, we don't.

Simon said the others are under attack,

which means there's
no more supplies going in,

but there might be people.

We have to be ready.

It'll be up to Hilltop
to make the last stand.

It's over!

I made sure you guys
could get out the back.

I drove the convoy
right up to the roadblock.

I knew what it was.

I can't go back.

One of 'em got away.

She's gonna tell them.

How'd they get out?

Was it what I did?

Eugene.

I can still help you.

I know how they work, how Negan thinks.

I want you to win.

I want Negan to die.

And we can settle up after.

We need to get back... now.

Leave it where they'll find it.

We had a good thing going.

I felt bad about the kid, too.

I didn't want that. You know that!

And now a lot more people have to die.

Sometimes you just have to swallow it!

I do.

Jesus, I thought you knew that, too.

I liked you, Ezekiel.

Your people are gonna look up
at the Sanctuary fence,

and they're gonna see their king...

is dead.

Keep loading the trucks.

His Highness tries anything,
break his arms.

Tired of playin' bean bag.

I'm sorry.

I am.

Michonne.

Michonne.

Michonne!

Carl.

Judith.

Michonne.

This shit isn't funny anymore.

Don't make me do this now, Rick.

I got plans for you.

Cut you up in little bitty pieces,

feed you to the dead,
and make you watch.

Then, when you're some sort of

screwed-up,
creepy stump with a head...

that's when I'm gonna kill you...

in front of everybody.

- You ever shut the hell up?
- Nope!

You know your kid volunteered to die?

What kind of boy you raise, Rick?

I'm gonna fix him.

'Cause I like him.

A few years,

he's gonna be one of my top guys!

When I am done with you,

nobody will ever try to do what you did...

not ever again!

Not your friends, not your son...

Don't you touch her!

Shit.

They're all dead.

And you missed it... all of you.

This is your fault.

Michonne!

Hey.

Where are they?

Oh... God.

I brought him here.

That's how it happened.