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We tell ourselves that we are the walking dead.

Rick... We're in here together.

We're gonna lose people.

Maybe even each other.

You can lose me.

No.

If it's me who doesn't make it,

you're gonna have to lead the others forward

because you're the one who can.

Rick!

Making a future for Judith...

it'll be worth it.

We can make it. I'm not giving up.

I have a B.

Major General, I'm taking great satisfaction

in investigating corruption and betrayal.

I will fix it.

I found something that belonged to the Brave Man.

What do you mean?

Mom...

is he alive?

I don't know...

But if you think he's alive,

then you have to go find him.

Okay, baby girl. I'm gonna try.

Go get him.

I tried.

Please know I tried.

...the city's outer walls falling to incursion,

to countermeasures,

to six-hour periods of neighborhoods falling,

to the whole of the city.

There were two incursion points,

two collapses or possible detonations,

which effectively trapped the city's population.

It appears that one building,

where hundreds of people gathered,

was last to fall.

And CRM intelligence states that, though its doors held,

something occurred inside the building itself,

leading to some initial deaths, reanimations, and the whole...

Consignee Grimes is tethered.

Inbound.

Congsignees, the Civic Republic Military

thanks you for signing up for this voluntary assignment.

This is a level-three hazardous event.

Eliminating the advance of ignited delts,

you are protecting crops and food stores

for over 200,000 people.

You are now speeding up your path to citizenship.

Base, this is Alpha.

All consignees are in place and ready to execute.

Copy. Execute clearing protocol.

Go, consignees!

Over here!

Another one over here!

Grimes. Grimes!

Consignee Grimes!

Sorry. Trying to find my ax.

Consignee Grimes.

This is how.

This is how.

Consignee Grimes is breaking protocol.

I've got eyes on him!

Consignee Grimes, stop where you are!

Consignee Grimes!

Where the hell are you?

Grimes, freeze!

Down to one, down to one.

Close circle. No kill.

Michonne!

Rick!

Shit.

Excuse me?

You mean something else.

I'm not from around here.

I'm lost, and I'm late for work.

Do you know...

cartography?

I don't.

I know where things are.

That's where I need to be, but I don't know where I am.

That way.

Pass the big blue building.

You'll get there.

I believe in you.

Do you mind if I...

I don't mind.

I don't mean to interrupt your lunch.

You work around here?

Yes.

You like it?

It's not where I want to be.

Are you where you wanna be?

I always thought I would wait to tell you everything

when we were finally back together,

that it'd be a story on the porch

after the sun went down,

when we could barely see each other,

but I have to tell you now.

Not everything.

I can't face everything.

This is most of it, but all of it,

it was always about getting back to you.

What happened on the bridge, I didn't think I'd survive.

And I woke up in a military hospital.

An army found me, a force of thousands,

protecting a working, hidden city

of hundreds of thousands.

Security and secrecy above all.

That's the army's code.

So no one can leave ever.

The city governs itself,

completely separate from the military.

But it follows that one rule,

that law from outside the walls.

The people they rescue, they work in the outskirts,

killing walkers for energy or growing food

or managing the water, the waste.

After six years of it, they get into the city,

away from the army, from the outskirts.

They're called consignees.

And I was one of them, but I was never gonna go in.

I was gonna get away.

I was gonna get back to you.

God damn it, I was.

Copy that...

God damn it.

Could've used the other hand?

I came down here because I spoke with Major General Beale.

About me?

You are lucky you got a friend in high places.

You're my friend?

Rick, I lobby the head of what is likely

the most powerful military on the planet,

on your behalf.

I am possibly the best friend you ever had.

What happened to your forehead?

Someone like you happened.

Someone who may be better for my program.

You think that staying out here

gives you a better chance at getting away.

It doesn't.

It gives you another chance to die.

You may have noticed,

I don't want to see that happen.

I'm going back to work.

Rick, did you hear what I...

You don't have to do this anymore.

First time I tried, the army didn't know what to do with me.

Because no one tries to escape. No one wants to.

Would they put me in jail? Kill me?

A Lieutenant Colonel named Okafor,

he convinced them to keep me a consignee,

and I kept trying to escape.

But I couldn't.

I couldn't get back to you.

I kept trying to get away,

so they put me on a leash when we went out into the world.

I couldn't get away.

I couldn't get back to you.

I was trapped.

Okafor protected me because he said he saw something in me.

He wanted me to join his program,

to join their army,

to use my life for them.

He put it this way.

I keep on telling you.

For people like us...

...there's no escape for the living.

I left a uniform in your apartment.

It's time to accept things for what they are.

It cost your hand last time.

Next time, it's your life.

Do something with it.

I should thank you

instead of throwing glasses at you.

Why?

You showed me I can't get away.

Shit, man.

I heard about it, but damn.

You really did that shit for real?

Esteban.

Can I touch it?

Nah, playing. Jokes, man.

Okay, so for like two years,

you didn't even talk to me.

Or anybody.

But I kept talking to you.

Took a while, but we got something now.

We got something, man, so...

That hidden city?

The only thing you probably see is, like, Alcatraz.

For us consignees, though, we see that good life, man.

You know, they got air conditioning, man.

Air conditioning.

No more swamp ass.

You feel me?

Yes Rick, it's a big day, man.

I'm telling you this shit because this is my last day

out here working utilities.

As of tomorrow, I'm gonna be in there.

Deputy Manager of Water and Power of Ward 3.

After six long years, man, my consignment is over.

I'm about to be inside the walls, bitch,

a citizen.

I shoulda got you a gift. Come on, Rick.

What the hell you gonna get me?

A scowl?

Thank you,

for whatever the hell this is.

Yeah, it's life, man.

At least this Okafor dude's

gonna stop trying to make you

into a soldier and shit.

For real?

Still?

Even after you...

Shit, man, you might as well sign up

to get him off your back,

you know, and then make your next move

when you're out there scavenging for twine for some shit.

One thing I haven't told you, though.

I got a girl, man, on the inside.

She's a journalist.

Yeah, she was doing a story on, like, water management...

Never seen you here before.

You joined.

I did.

This...

...is millet.

Isn't exactly millet country,

but if I could find the right one...

Again... it could change things.

Sir, yes, sir!

Is that your choice?

Is this the end of it

and the start of something else?

It's the end...

...and the start.

Welcome to the CRM.

I thought you were late.

Yep. I am.

I can't be.

But...

...I do eat here every day.

Around this time?

You're pretty eager, aren't you?

Maybe you are, too.

I'm not.

Can I at least...

comin'.

Coming.

Come on, Rick.

Class is in session.

It was a soldier?

He was.

I was gonna hold this in the briefing room,

but for what we're going to talk about,

that would be neither safe nor appropriate.

What the hell is this?

You both have been training for a year.

You're both soldiers now, but you don't actually think

all of this was about you two becoming soldiers?

It's about you two becoming leaders.

I am gonna help you become

part of force command within the CRM.

I tried to escape four times.

I did this.

I tried to kill you.

Yes, but the two of you can help me

change things from the inside.

Sit.

You both possess something

I believe the CRM needs

to become what it needs to be.

Why does it need to be anything else?

The city lives, it runs itself,

the CRM runs the world outside.

Everything is working when nothing else is.

People can't leave.

They're not free.

No one's free.

Not in this world, but we're alive.

You are, and you're not supposed to be.

The CRM designates people they find as A's and B's.

A's have a strength.

A's will die for what they believe in.

People follow A's.

The people we cross in the world,

the few we bring in, they're classified as B's.

Everyday people who are trying to survive.

B's get in.

A's are sent away and killed, except you two.

Why? Me.

The CRM needs to change.

The CRM needs strong leaders to change them.

Being the monster to...

fight the monsters...

that can't last.

And this is why I need the two of you.

All the other secrets, you'll receive

when you move up the ranks,

and you'll receive the Echelon Briefing.

Move up the ranks. The Echelon Briefing?

That's when you get all the info, the whys,

the things 90% of our force doesn't know about

and 100% of our city doesn't.

Do they want us to be leaders?

Do they even know about this?

Here? Tonight?

Telling us about A's and B's and secret briefings?

No. This is me.

I believe that A's who become soldiers,

become leaders are the only thing

that could possibly change the CRM.

So, if we share with the higher-ups

that you're saying these things... Mnh-mnh.

Don't say "we," Grimes.

If I'm an "A,"

if I think for myself,

why do you even think I'm gonna go along with all of this?

Because I believe if either one of you

had a chance to save the world, you would.

You'd have to.

That book... open it.

Let's talk about the Cold War.

He wanted to change things,

change the army without them even knowing it.

And he wanted my help to do it.

I'd play along, but it wasn't my fight.

Look here.

You're obviously looking at this different than I am.

I hear you throw this "we" shit around again,

I'll end you.

Were you the one?

The one who cut him up here?

I shot at him, missed.

Guess I didn't.

You gonna shoot me, too, Thorne?

I was in the South African Navy.

Served on submarines.

Used to play poker on the subs.

I was good.

No. I was great.

I wanted to see how great.

They have the best tournaments in the world in Las Vegas.

So I went there to try my luck.

I didn't play a single hand before the lights went out,

which tells me my luck is apparently shit.

He found me in the Atlantic Ocean.

I was half dead.

I tried to kill him so I could stay there.

It was my fourth time trying to get back since the start.

Or the end.

I know why you've done what you've done.

Trying to escape.

Taking your hand off.

Same reason I had.

There's someone you love out there.

I've accepted

that I'm not gonna see my someone again,

because I know that person doesn't want me to die,

and that is probably why I grazed.

Okafor's face.

Somewhere deep inside, I knew I wasn't making it back

to Capetown alive.

If I shoot at you, Grimes,

I won't miss.

I won't graze you, either.

Now, I don't give a shit about what game you're playing.

You heard what he said should have happened to us.

This is all I have left.

The rest? The life before?

It's all gone.

This is all you have left, too.

The person you are trying to get back to...

she's not gone.

They're not gone.

She isn't. They aren't.

We are.

If you want my help, ask.

Come on.

Let's go have a drink before we kill each other.

Early on, the army had found two other cities,

Portland and Omaha.

Not as big, not as sophisticated,

and not keeping themselves secret.

All three cities became an alliance,

even though two don't know where the third is.

The world is so much bigger than we knew, Michonne,

so much better, and so much worse.

Life surrounded by death, all in one view.

Isn't that right?

Major General Beale.

Yes, sir.

Have a seat, Grimes.

Another thing we have over Portland and Omaha

in our alliance of three

is, unlike them, we're fairly well hidden without much effort.

I saw what federal forces did to Atlanta.

They used napalm, sir.

Monsters.

Worse than the delts.

But this force...

as the Pennsylvania National Guard at the time...

we stopped them.

How, sir?

Sacrifice.

Luck.

Calm.

And Okafor.

Okafor, sir?

He was with their Air Force.

He was supposed to bomb the city,

but instead, he bombed 4,000 Marines

staging at Lincoln Financial Field.

He switched sides.

I did, too.

In a way.

You and Thorne never would have been allowed into the CRM.

You wouldn't have even been let into consignment,

but Okafor made a compelling argument.

Let me ask you a question, Grimes.

I don't expect you to answer, and you don't have to.

I'm gonna ask it and look in your eyes.

Yes, sir.

Is Okafor up to anything I should know about?

No.

No.

Good, Rick.

You asked me how we won, how we survived.

How did you survive?

Sacrifice.

You tried to escape four times.

Why are you here?

Do you want to kill?

To die?

Or is all this another attempt to escape?

Look in my eyes, sir.

You tell me.

I'm gonna share the view with you for a while, Grimes.

Everything was about secrets.

The army kept the city a secret at all costs.

Everything the army did was secret to the city.

And then there were the soldiers

with those blood-red stripes

keeping what they did a secret to the whole force.

Secrets on secrets.

And the only thing I cared about was holding on to mine.

Our latest modeling shows a tipping point.

There's a reckoning coming...

...and it's coming soon.

Maybe you're asking,

"Why can't you turn away?"

Sometimes one person, sometimes two...

...they have the power, they have a responsibility

to change everything.

You'll see it...

face it...

and I know...

you'll make the right choice.

In that defining moment,

you'll make the right choice.

Shit.

Rick Grimes.

Shit.

Esteban Garcia.

Wait, is it Ward 3 Deputy Water Manager Esteban Garcia?

It's Ward 3 Water Manager now, right?

Where's your consignment jacket?

And how the hell are you even here if it's not a furlough day?

Shit.

You joined the CRM.

What the fuck?

The tunnel under this manhole...

I need you to tell me where it goes.

Dude, I am senior level water and power now, okay?

I can't... I have to keep trying.

I won't stop.

I'm getting there. I'm getting home.

Or I'm dying. That's it.

Yes Rick, you know you're my guy, man,

but I can't tell you shit, alright?

Even if I did tell you shit...

...you know, the shit I would tell you

would definitely not be that...

this tunnel would take you due east

to a junction about a mile out,

and if there happened to be a padlocked grate there,

I 100% wouldn't tell you

that the code to open it's 4-3-9-9.

And another thing I'd tell your ass is that...

...is that I get it, alright?

But you don't have to die, man.

So don't fucking die, okay?

Base, this is Black Hawk 3.

We have tally on Gen-Klor.

Wheels down in five.

Copy, Black Hawk 3.

After all the years of training

and the talks with Okafor,

playing the good soldier,

I found a way back to you. Go, go, go.

- It was a faraway mission...
- Breaching facility.

...a resource run to an abandoned chemical plant.

I got a walker body,

cut off its hand...

...left it with my dog tags.

The corpse would burn.

"There's no escape for the living,"

so I had to make sure they thought I was dead.

No!

God damn it.

Wait. Get back.

I saw the whole thing.

C'mon. It's okay.

Copy. Resource extraction complete.

Tablets are loaded.

Call it in.

Evacuee located.

A child.

Escorting her to extraction point.

- Copy.
- He killed my mommy.

He's a good man,

and we're from a good place.

And we are all gonna go back there.

All of us.

We can't be out here.

You said to ask for help.

I'm asking.

I am helping you.

He would have found you

and whoever you're running to.

He knows about you, Grimes.

Now, c'mon.

Wake up.

You forgot to salute, soldier.

What the hell do you know about me?

"I think of the dead all the time."

Her name, back of the note,

your message in a bottle from escape number three.

I went to Rat Island and found the bottle.

That was her on the phones, right?

Yeah, I looked through those, too.

The child, though, was your daughter, right?

Who fucking knows?

Michonne is an unusual name.

Not many people out there,

but if you start the search

around where we picked you up...

...that's potent information.

So I suppose killing me helps your chances.

You know, maybe I shouldn't have told Thorne

I know things about you, but she tells me things.

They would have sent me to find you,

clean up my mess,

and finally erase you.

You are my charge.

I'm the one who'd have to kill you and Michonne

and anyone else you ran to out there.

Knowing about this...

I don't care why you're covered in blood,

why the bombs go out, and why they don't come back.

Yes.

This isn't my city.

Those aren't my people.

Everyone are your people. Everyone alive.

This isn't everything!

You don't get to choose for the world!

You don't get to choose for me.

I don't. You did.

You made the choice.

My wife is my choice.

My daughter,

my life is my choice.

You think I went what I went through,

did what I did

to let anyone choose anything for me?

You made the choice.

You live for those people in that city

because you got nothing else but your duty.

Percentages and yields, A's and fucking B's.

Some goddamn good soldier with nothing!

I lost everything!

I bombed Atlanta and I bombed Los Angeles,

and I was en route to do the same to Philadelphia!

Estelle... a Marine named Estelle...

that was my wife, and she didn't want to go in

to "liquidate" all the people I didn't manage to liquidate.

We didn't want to see, Rick, another city die for nothing!

And I had power and I had a choice.

And I killed my wife...

...and 4,000 other people.

And we saved hundreds of thousands,

maybe the whole world with her choice.

I tried with you, Rick.

I tried.

I'm sorry.

What are you apologizing for?

Let me go.

No.

Do it.

Please.

I won't.

They're still with you.

But you fight here now.

You fight for them.

You already made the choice.

I'm moving you to Logistics with Thorne.

You're gonna help convert a college in the Cascades

to a forward operating base over the next 12 months,

battle-ready for the Frontliners.

All top CRM commanders will convene a summit there

in one year to open the base.

You and Thorne will be project leads

on the conversion team.

This is you getting in.

This is the start of your path

to the higher echelons of power.

I don't want power.

That's the thing.

You already have it.

You have to see this.

Look.

...missing a scheduled rendezvous

between alliance partners Portland

and the Civic Republic,

Major General Beale initiated a CRM reconnaissance mission

to ascertain the status of Omaha,

and they have learned that we are now an alliance of two.

The city of Omaha,

one of the three surviving cities on the continent,

has fallen, and with it, nearly 90,000 souls.

Initial survey shows a collapsed section

of the city's perimeter barrier.

In the coming weeks, the CRM will investigate the collapse

to determine if this was pressure from a dead mass...

They should have seen it coming.

Omaha let people know where they were, and they died.

What, you think people did this?

I don't know who did this.

I know the Civic Republic is alive and Omaha is dead.

I know that secrets work.

I know this is the answer.

This is the place that will create the future,

and Portland needs to follow our lead.

That girl that you saved...

those delts you killed at the manhole,

that was her mother and father.

They had lived in a museum.

Her group, they hunted

and grew mushrooms, built fences.

And then the girl said that, one say, the dead was inside,

and then everyone was dead.

Except her.

She hid in this giant sculpture.

Said it was a grasshopper with these sharp spines.

She crawled under there,

and the delts...

...the people she knew,

they tore themselves up trying to get to her.

She wound up covered in their blood and their organs...

...and after two days, when she couldn't take it anymore,

she finally stepped out to die.

They didn't attack her,

but she had nothing left

and nowhere to go.

So she walked...

and tried not to make a noise so she could hide.

You and me and that girl...

...we all want to be somewhere else,

with someone else,

but we got stuck in the right place.

We did.

And you are gonna see that someday.

I'm not sorry I stopped you.

I'm not sorry I saved your life,

even when you didn't want it to be saved.

You didn't save my life.

Yes, I did.

I wouldn't have missed, Grimes.

At least there's one more good man in this world?

One more good man to try and save the world...

...whether he wants to or not.

...the city's outer walls

falling to incursion, to countermeasures,

to six-hour periods of neighborhoods falling,

to the whole of the city.

There were two incursion points,

two collapses or possible detonations

which effectively trapped the city's population.

It appears that one building,

where hundreds of people gathered,

was last to fall.

And CRM intelligence states that, though its doors held,

something occurred inside the building itself,

leading to some initial deaths, reanimations,

and the whole...

I thought about ending it,

stopping it all.

But then...

then it would be nothing, wouldn't it?

All of it, for nothing.

I couldn't do it,

but I still decided to die.

I've been writing you letters the whole time,

reaching out, to feel something,

writing to imagine you could read them.

This is my last one,

the last letter I write to you that you'll never see.

I love you.

I don't see the dead anymore

or the ones I lost

or the sun, the sky, or the water.

I don't see you anymore.

I see what's ahead.

Metal rotors and gun oil and blood.

What I have to do, what I can do to help save the world,

even if you don't know I ever did that.

I love you so much.

I love you so, so much.

I tried.

Please know I tried.

I tried...

but I failed.

This is a pretty bold move, but you said you believed in me.

So, if you want this bench to yourself,

I can take this large pizza past the big, blue building,

and eat it alone at my miserable desk

at my miserable job.

I do believe in you...

...and I do like pizza.

But shut up about your misery.

You're not stuck anywhere.

You said you're not where you wanna be.

I'm not.

But I'm not stuck, either.

We can make this whole damn world ours if we want to.

What if I came here one day...

...with five pizzas?

And a wedding ring?

I think you should do that.

I think...

I believe in you.

I think...

Rick!

Thanks for taking us up the coast.

I like the way you fly.

Hard to tell if there's anything on your mind.

You rarely say shit these days, Rick.

I've been thinking about this night when I was a kid.

7 years old.

I was thirsty,

couldn't sleep,

so I went to get some water.

Old house, squeaky floorboards,

trying not to wake my family.

I was on the stairs...

and I saw a light in the kitchen.

It was orange.

The crops were burning.

I was so scared, I couldn't move.

Then, my dad was there.

He looked like a monster.

Half his body was burnt,

but he was there to get me out.

He said I didn't need to be scared,

that it was the burning,

that the flames were protecting the plants

for the next harvest.

He said, "It may look like the end of the world,

but it's only the beginning."

He was so certain,

so steady,

and he...

It made me calm.

I believed him.

Did he survive?

Yeah, he was okay.

And it was okay.

We got a new barn,

new house.

Next year, the harvest was the best it ever was.

Years later, after my dad died,

my mother told me...

that it wasn't lightning.

That he lit the fire.

That the farm was gonna fail...

...and what he did saved it.

He saved us.

And...

And it rocked me.

I thought he was the most honest man I knew.

My mother said what he did wasn't right.

She said that the scars and the pain,

it reminded him...

...that he saved us.

I'm in.

It's been a good year.

I know you're the right thing for this force, Rick.

I know you're the right thing for this plan.

No more A's and B's.

No more Omahas.

You know, I'm gonna be perfectly honest.

I still don't know how it's all gonna work out, so...

I'll tell you one more secret.

When you get to that point...

...swear on the sword.

Don't let it take.

You'll know.

Trust me. You'll know.

We're hit! Protocol three!

Protocol three!

Report!

Okay for KIA!

Right seat down!

Defending west!

God. Taking fire!

We're taking fire!

10 miles... 10 miles south of C-126, C-126.

We're going down.

Brace, brace, brace!

Prepare to engage.

Let's go!

Force 6, 3 points. Start at left exit.

Hit your PRBs. Copy.

Free fire to the line, now!

Move!

Move!

My name is Michonne.

I lost someone years ago,

but I found out that he's alive.

I need to ask for some help myself.

We'll take you as far as you need.

Scatter!

That's it.

No other reason, no agenda.

Michonne.

Michonne!

Rick!

Hello. I am Scott M. Gimple.

I'm the executive producer

and showrunner of "The Ones Who Live,"

and this is your episode insider.

An army found me,

a force of thousands protecting a working

hidden city of hundreds of thousands.

Throughout the shows in The Walking Dead universe,

we've seen aspects of the CRM, in small ways and in big ways.

Our ambition is to tell, hopefully, a bigger story

and have some answers that I'd been sort of asking Scott

and, you know, Robert Kirkman

and all the rest of them for years.

There was definitely a paper trail to the CRM

from, you know, the genesis of this show.

We've had stories on "Fear the Walking Dead"

that have shown the lengths they'll go to

to erase evidence about them,

and the CRM doesn't let anyone leave.

Most people don't want to go, so it's not really an issue.

The only thing you probably see is like Alcatraz.

For us consignees, though, we see that good life, man.

When we first see Rick, he's outside the city.

He's not yet a citizen.

He's been in the consignment program

with the CRM for years.

There hasn't been a community that's been fortified enough

to survive a system of governance

that works and is amazing.

Everybody but Rick is thrilled to be there.

But Rick doesn't need that. Rick needs his family.

Rick needs Michonne.

What happened to your forehead?

Someone like you happened.

The CRM found his strength very quickly after he landed,

and it was Okafor who intervened.

It's a kind of odd relationship.

He saves Rick's life countless times.

Because Rick is trying to escape,

Okafor pulls him back in.

And, usually, it's one time you try to escape,

they got rid of them.

They don't bring in people like Rick.

They avoid that vulnerability

of bringing in somebody strong and charismatic.

You join.

I did.

Pearl Thorne is another survivor

that was found out in the world.

If Okafor hadn't been the one to find her,

she would've never been brought back.

We wanted somebody that could stand toe-to-toe with Rick.

They have this kind of extraordinary respect

that, over the years, bleeds into family.

I think she sees herself reflected back in him.

You know, she's a little bit more ahead, in terms of, like,

"Okay, I've understood that

I can still miss the love of my life,

but that was then, this is now.

This is what we have to do in order to move forward."

And Rick never forgets that.

I know you're the right thing for this force, Rick.

I know you're the right thing for this plan.

To have Michonne and Rick breathing the same air again

is one of the most exciting things.

You have an expectation of a scene,

and then you have the scene that actually occurs.

And the great news is that, with certain actors,

you can tune in to them.

And I have to sort of look into her eyes,

and then off we go.

And something, fortunately, happened

that was real and felt true.

Andy and I, you know, we love to get in that sandbox

and bring them to life.

So that was really fun to ignite the epic love-story journey

that we were about to take.