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Wait. Wait up.

Sometimes I wonder if it
takes more courage to live or die.

Stop.

We've all done things
to still be here...

I have a very important mission.

I lied. I'm not a scientist.

People have died
trying to get you here.

...things we'd like to forget.

We became whoever we needed to be.

I'm utterly, completely,
stone-cold, Negan.

But who we are now,

the choices we make now,
maybe that's all that matters.

- Eugene.
- Max?

- Get off me.
- Max. Max. Max.

Max.

- Sorry. I thought you...
- You. You're the one who killed him.

- Sebastian.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.

- We gotta get you out of here.
- No. I lost Max.

- I'm not gonna leave her.
- We gotta go. Come on. Go.

- We should...
- No.

No one touches him.

Not until I say so.

I wasn't blind to who he was.

In spite of what people thought,
I was trying to help.

Maybe I was just too late.

We had our issues,

but family is a complicated thing.

But you know that.

Your sister was loyal to me
for over a decade.

I want to think
she just lost her way.

Perhaps she can be helped,

before it's too late.

I need an example.

Someone to remind these people
that actions have consequences.

If you find
and arrest Eugene Porter,

he could stand
as the example to all,

and we can help your sister.

A citywide sweep and capture
is now in effect.

Let's go.

The targets are new immigrants

from the Virginia communities

of River bend, Hilltop
and Alexandria.

Any known associates
of Eugene Porter

are to be brought in for questioning

regarding the Founders' Day riot
and the death of Sebastian Milton.

- What do you think? It'll happen?
- I won't promise.

Dude, come on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What do you think? Hunker down
and make camp, wait it out?

No. We'll find a way around.

Off-roading with the wagon
seems kind of risky.

Besides, it's a nice day.
We're making good time.

Happy to treat you all

to my famous fettuccine
con cannellini beans, á la Jerry.

- Just saying.
- We should keep moving.

What's the rush?

We need to get these supplies to
Oceanside, make sure they're okay.

Then get off to Alexandria.
We just don't have time to spare.

Cool. Yeah.

All right. Come on.

Rosita Espinosa, 929 Miller Street,
Sector G4, currently unemployed,

unmarried with one daughter,
Socorro Espinosa.

Do you verify the information
to be true?

You seriously doing this?

Do you verify the information?

So you don't know me,
I don't know you?

We're just... We're strangers, huh?

Do you verify
that this information is true?

Sure.

- Where were you during the riot?
- Far east end of the square.

- Who were you with?
- Myself.

You were with Eugene.
Several witnesses saw you together.

We were. About a half-hour
before it happened.

- What'd you talk about?
- Your sister.

Be more specific.

Eugene said
she wasn't coming with us,

that she wanted to stay here,
change this place for the better.

- Have you seen him since?
- No.

- You sure?
- Totally.

That's fine.

Because at the end of the day,

it's obvious where Eugene
is going to be.

- Yeah? Where's that?
- With you. You're like family.

Well, I'll call you if I see him.

Look, Rosita, I respect you,

even if in this moment
you don't respect me.

But I need you
to do something for me.

Tell Eugene to turn himself in.

He comes to me, shows remorse
and wants to cooperate,

it'll go a long way
toward helping everyone involved.

But if he or you and your people
make this harder than it has to be,

no one goes anywhere,

and things only get worse
for all of you.

It's me.

How'd it go?

A lot of repeat questions
and intense staring. You?

Same.

- You talk to the others?
- Yeah.

We're gonna leave at dawn
if we can get out.

All right. Mercer
is gonna be watching.

I'm counting on it.

Hey. How you holding up?

Reckon better than I deserve.

I don't suppose you have
any news on Max's whereabouts?

I don't. I'm sorry.

It may seem trivial, in light of
all the melee and mayhem,

but I'm the one
who should truly be sorry,

as my actions have put you both
in extremely compromised situations.

No, don't be.
That prick had it coming.

All right, what we need to do now

is figure out how to get you
out of here.

I know a way. The east gate.
I know when the shifts change.

- Might be a window we can slip out.
- All right. Good.

We can meet up with the others
on the road to Alexandria.

Eugene, what's up?

At the risk of sounding ungrateful
for all your efforts on my behalf,

I cannot leave without my beloved.
I need to go find her.

You got every trooper
in the city looking for you.

- You wouldn't make it a block.
- Well, be that as it may.

I cannot...
I will not leave without her.

At the very least
ascertain her safety.

Okay. You stay here.
I will go look for Max.

If I can find her, maybe we can get
both of you out. Is that a deal?

Deal.

- Okay.
- Be safe.

Attention, my fellow citizens.

The perpetrators of these
horrific events

cannot be allowed to go unpunished.

Anyone providing information

on the whereabouts
of these individuals

will receive a generous reward.

While any person found aiding
and abetting these fugitives

will share their fate,
that of swift and final justice.

- Maybe we leave the wagon behind?
- No. We can do this. Come on.

One, two...

Whoa. Hold on.

Are you okay?

Can he walk? Is he okay?

- Can you walk?
- Yeah, yeah.

- Sure you're all right?
- Yeah, yeah.

Shit. It's my knee.

Wait.
There might be a place over there.

Looks like it has walls.
We gotta go on foot.

Here.

I'm gonna get more kindling, okay?

Check it out, bro. It's big.
It's got walls, water nearby.

Tons of land for farming.
Kingdom 2.0, yo.

Uh...

Hello? Sir Aaron?

- What?
- Nothing.

It'll be dark soon.

I'll take first watch
so you can get some rest.

- I'll stay up with you.
- Yeah?

Mmm-hmm.

- All right.
- All right.

You always complained
that I chose this place over you.

There never really was a choice.

I don't know if I was ever capable
of giving you what you needed,

of controlling you.

And now, after all this struggle,

after all our sacrifice,

what are we left with?

At least we don't have to
disappoint each other anymore.

Take care of that.

- You shouldn't still be here.
- But I am.

'Cause I was ripped out
of my apartment by your guys

and questioned in that stuffy room
for three hours.

Smells like armpits
and ass in there.

Yeah, sorry. I can't be seen
treating you any differently.

Oh.

- So it's nothing personal?
- We got orders.

Milton's son is dead
and she wants Eugene for it.

- But he's not...
- Hey, I don't have time to argue.

They're gonna kill him, right?
If they catch him, he's dead.

How can you be good with that?

I was by myself for years,
losing my mind,

scaring off anyone that came my way.

But Eugene believed in me.
He accepted me for me.

No judgments. He saved me.

Bad people don't do that.
Good people do.

He didn't know any of this
was gonna happen.

But it did. You can't change that.

And I gotta look out
for my family now.

But not Eugene.

- He'll get a trial.
- A fair one?

What is the point of this place
if a good man is put to death?

Sir. We've got a sighting.
Maxxine Mercer. Sector G2.

Let's head out.

- I gotta go.
- Yeah.

Me too.

Sure you don't wanna get some rest?

You can do
the later shift with Elijah.

No. No. I'm fine.

Everything good with you two?
Something happen?

There was just...

There was a moment.

It brought back memories of Henry.

I don't think I can again, you know?

You know, uh,

I used to be married once.

- Really?
- Well, not legally. But yeah.

I guess I don't
really talk about it much anymore.

Yeah, Eric and I, we met in D.C.,
and there was just this...

instant connection, you know,
and he asked me out that night,

and I said no, and I kept saying no
for the next six months.

- Why?
- I'm not sure.

I guess I thought I was too busy
or that I wasn't ready.

Maybe I was just afraid.

But eventually I said yes.

And our time together,
those years in Alexandria,

it was the happiest moments
of my life.

You know, after he died,

I thought I'd give anything

to take back just one of those nos

so that we could have
one more day together.

Lydia, loss is inevitable.

It always has been.

The only thing we can control
is when we say yes.

You, stop. Turn around.
Over your head.

Subject has been apprehended.

Copy that.

"I, Maxxine Mercer,
am responsible..."

- These aren't my words.
- They need to be.

"I have suffered from bouts
of depression for years

"and recently stopped
taking my medication.

"In my confusion and paranoia,
I manipulated recordings

"to slander the Milton family
and cause unrest.

"My actions were
uncharacteristic and immoral.

"I hope this community can find it
in their hearts..."

Max. Just stop. Sign it.

And what?
Say Eugene was behind it all?

Take the pardon, Max.

I did this because I couldn't stand
being a part of something so rotten.

Did you know that Eugene
stopped Sebastian from killing me?

You want me to
just hang him out to dry?

They're gonna execute you
for treason.

I'm trying to save you.

I'm trying to save this place.

"Speak truth, no matter the cost."

Just like Dad used to say.

Even as a general, he never forgot
his responsibility as a citizen.

I think he would have liked Eugene.

I think he would have been proud
of what we tried to do here.

And I think he would
have been ashamed of you.

Trying to get yourself caught?

I was merely peeping
at trooper activity level

so as to allow my assistance
in Rosita's search for Max.

Tired of standing
on the proverbial sidelines.

You'd be wise to step aside, hoss.

No need for this to get ugly.

Very well.

Go ahead.

You're not trying to stop me.

You ain't going.

Because I'm a coward.

- No. It's because you're smart.
- I'm a liability. Always have been.

Relying on others to survive,

counting on their courage
due to a dearth of my own.

Hell, the only way I bucked
natural selection

was my penchant for prevarication.

Means lying.

I figured.

Yeah, well, I'm ashamed to say
it's my only discernible skill.

Do you think people are born brave
or do they become it?

Both.

- So they have Eugene?
- Yeah.

Daryl and the others
are working to smuggle him out.

Okay. Okay. That's good.

Then he'll be out in the world,

he'll hide for a bit
until the Commonwealth gets bored.

We'll meet up with him,
you, me, Yumiko.

Like it was,
the four of us on the road again.

Princess, you know I'm not leaving.

Even after what they wanna
do to Eugene?

- Crazy shit is happening, man.
- All the more reason to stay.

He and Max started something,
showed the truth.

People want change.

What better time to fight for it

than when the powers that be
are frightened, huh?

Well, maybe
I don't feel like fighting.

Maybe this place looks all nice
and wants us to think they're cool,

but really, underneath, it sucks.

Maybe they're not
worth holding onto.

You think this Mercer's a good man?

Yeah, but I've known a lot of guys
who I thought were good men.

Don't always turn out to be
that way.

He and I haven't exactly seen
eye-to-eye. But I'll say this.

Most folks are trying to make
the best of what's in front of them.

Could be he's trying to do the same.

Yeah, well, maybe this time,

I deserve more than
just the best of a bad situation.

Yeah, you do.

And whatever you decide, I'm here.

If you need me.

Thank you for coming.
I hoped you would.

I have a lot to say.

What matters most
is that you're here,

which means you want to talk
about a way forward.

You killed my son.

Your people murdered eight workers,

turning them to rotters
and released them on the public.

Okay, yes, I needed
you to understand,

to get your attention.

But I never intended for him...

Look, I took a gamble, and yes,
it didn't go the way I thought.

Sebastian and I may have had
our differences, but in the end,

I was always there for him.

When he needed people
for his little side projects,

I helped because
he was your son, Pamela.

This is because of them.
From Hilltop, Alexandria.

It all started with them.
The dissent, the chaos.

Unless they're handled by someone

who knows how to handle them,
they won't stop.

They will never stop
until they've taken everything.

Okay.

So then what do we do with you?

Do we do it your way? Take a risk?

Make a gamble?

If you win, you get to live.

But if you lose...

Thank you. Thank you, Pamela.

Thank you.

I promise I'll do better
from now on.

No more games, no more secrets.

I am 100%
at the Milton family's disposal.

I know you are, Lance.

I don't understand.

Like you said,
you're at the family's disposal.

Thanks to you,

this is all that's left.

Body's still warm.
Feed my son, Lance.

Can we talk?

Um...

Sure.

This is awkward.

- I don't want you to leave.
- I kinda have to.

- 'Cause of me?
- Yeah. No.

Maybe.

Look, you're great.

- Really, but...
- But what?

I just... I gotta get out of here.
Eugene's gonna die here.

I'm doing everything in my power
to make sure that doesn't happen.

But not everything. Right?

It's all such a shit show.

I know. This place ain't perfect.

Neither am I.

But you've been out there.
You've seen what's waiting.

- It could be a lot worse.
- Don't. Don't say that.

Well, am I wrong?

I need you to understand.

Nothing's been easy for me.

Even before all of this,
it wasn't easy.

Dad bailed when I was nine.
Mom remarried at nine-and-a-half.

And dad number two
brings an evil stepbrother.

And they both start acting
like they're my dad, you know?

A lot of yelling, lot of shoving,

and my mom just, like,
lets it happen.

Just to keep him around.

So I raise hell.
I mean, all the time.

And now new dad
and new bro start tying me up,

throwing me in a closet
when I acted out.

Leave me there for hours.

I even pissed myself sometimes.

So they take turns beating me.

And all I'd hear was, "Juanita,
there's a roof over your head.

"Juanita, the bills are paid.
Juanita, it could be worse."

But you know what?
Fuck that thinking.

It could be better too.

It should be. Right?

This place is starting to look
a lot like my step dad.

And if I just sit by and watch,
that makes me my mom.

And I am not my mom.

So I gotta go.

Okay.

Because of what happened to me,

when I see a man, I see a monster.

I've been seeing them
like that long before

they were dying
and coming back as actual monsters.

But I know that's not you.

I just want you to know that.

We triple-checked everything.
Locked everything up.

Probably just the wind.

That wasn't wind.

Yeah.
Maybe we should do another sweep.

Shit.

- You good?
- Yeah.

We gotta get to Eli and Jerry now!

Wake up! Trouble!

Go. Go now.

Go. Get inside.

There's gotta be
at least 50 of them.

How'd they get in the walls?

What the hell?

Since when do the dead
use fricking doorknobs?

Whisperers.

Shit. You two, get on the roof, now.

- How's the leg?
- Good enough.

I'll hold the door. Be careful.

Holy shit. Hey.
It's clear over here.

We could make a jump for it. Maybe.

- Yeah, no problem.
- No. We can't risk it.

But if you two can make the jump,
flank the walkers on this side.

I'll go back down.
We can work together,

separate the Whisperers
from the rest of the group. Yeah?

- All right.
- Okay. All right.

Dude.

Dude. Dude. Dude.

Goddamn Whisperers.

How the hell did a walker do that?

So what do you think it was?
Like an aberration or something?

There's roamers and lurkers.

We've all seen some that come
back to the places they remember.

I've heard stories about
walkers like this

that can climb walls and open doors.

I was never sure
if they were just stories.

Maybe there's other kinds too.
I hope not.

- You sure you're okay to travel?
- Thanks to you.

- Come on, man. That was my fault.
- Today's a new day.

I'm gonna grab
the rest of the stuff.

Hey.

So what was that
you were saying yesterday?

Something about a Kingdom 2.0?

You see it now, right?

- Ezekiel could be king again.
- I don't know.

Feels more like this place
was built for King Jerry.

And Queen Nabila?

King Jerry and Queen Nabila.
I like the sound of that.

Me too.

Max?

She's not coming.

- What? You found her?
- I did. But it was too late.

She's already in police custody.
I'm sorry, Eugene.

Shift's about to happen.
We should get going.

Then it's time I bid you adieu.

I'll check on the others.
Meet you back at your place.

- My path leads elsewhere.
- There's no other path, Eugene.

There is.

I understand you're upset. I get it.

But there's nothing
you can do for Max now.

Maybe not. But what kind of man
would I be if I didn't try?

One that's alive. If you stay here,
they will kill you.

I know it's not logical,
but matters of the heart rarely are.

I also know if I leave now,

there won't be any kind of life
worth living.

Being with Maxxine
has made me better,

better than I ever thought
I could be.

And as such,
I just don't see a path without her.

I go where she is
or I just end up who I was.

Eugene.

When I was at my lowest,

feeling like the posterior
of some cosmic joke,

you told me that my person
was out there and that I'd find her.

I know I didn't believe.
I trusted you, because I always do.

You were right.

Well, now I need you to trust me.

- Hey, it's gonna be okay.
- It's not.

You have to let me go.

I'd like for you to give
something to Coco for me.

I do believe that one day she'll
have the style to pull this off.

Maybe, like, after age 15.

On the ground, now.

My name is Eugene Porter,
and I'm here to confess.

I surreptitiously made a recording
of Sebastian Milton

and played it
at the Founders' Day celebration.

Furthermore, I confess to causing

the unintentional death
of Mr. Milton

in the melee that followed.

Anything else?

Yes. I acted alone.

Maxxine Mercer may have been present

but had nothing
to do with any of it.

Take him.

Is everyone ready?

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