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All right, listen up,
your time is your own.

We're gonna meet back here
at 5:00.

Take it in. This is gonna be
your home someday soon.

Hey, can you pass me
a napkin?

Hi, Rick.

I'm gonna save you.

Not a fry guy?

If you're looking for
a fancier place,

there's a decent spot
this way.

My people and I --
when I had people --

we were approached
by one of them.

They proposed a resource
exchange,

and if we, uh, came across
lost souls who needed saving,

we would hold them
and give them to the CRM.

And if we found
a threat, well,

we'd give them
to the CRM, too.

In exchange,
we got supplies.

I've been a regular
at this place for a month,

so that whenever
your orientation happened,

I would be here
and we could talk.

The fries are good,

but onion rings --
that's living.

They keep asking me

what to ask you,

and I say,
"I don't know."

Obviously, I was hoping
that you would say

that you're looking
for someone to follow.

You can talk to me, Rick.
Here.

They don't operate
in the city.

They can't,
much to their annoyance.

You brought me somewhere
I can't leave.

I could have chosen to let
you die on the riverbed,

or I could have told them
you were a threat.

The CRM
doesn't take chances,

but I did
'cause I owed you.

Why aren't you working
consignment?

It's me, right?

Me.
Giving them me.

No.
I believe in this place.

I'm enlisting in the CRM.

I'm signing up
and I'm gonna move up.

This place has
a 500-year plan

to recreate the world as it was,
better than it was.

Remaking civilization,
finally besting the dead --

that seems like a perfectly fine
way to spend one's life,

and the people
that we left behind --

their children's children
will have a world.

I'm going home.

Follow your bliss, Rick.

But I did save your life.

That is what happened.

You're welcome.

You heard?

They told me.
A-Are you okay?

Just listen to me.

There's a woman
who saved me.

She's in designation
intake right now.

She's an A and I don't want
them to send her away.

You don't know for sure.

I'm making a call,
but if I argue for her,

they'll think
I'm emotional, indebted.

You gotta make
sure she stays.

Why?

For Okafor.

Because that's what this
has all been about.

He's dead.

No, he's not,
because we're here.

Are you here, Rick?

Are you a part of this?

I understand now.

I told him just before.

You were right.

Who brings her along?

You do, like you
brought me along.

They trust you more.
He trusted you more.

Rick.

Look, it took me
a long time.

You helped me.

I'm here.

She should be, too.

You're thinking
about killing me.

I will.

But not today.

It's funny.
I see it. I feel it.

Everything you made
happen for yourself,

just throwing it away
because you needed to get

in the middle of something
you have nothing to do with.

I have everything
to do with it.

Our fates are bound.

You, Michonne, me.

And for you two to be
the first people to ever leave,

we would never stop
looking for you, ever,

and I would know
where you are.

So, I would have to go and kill
all of you to make sure

that no one else
got there first

and our arrangement
was somehow discovered.

This was your mess.

This is you.
This is you.

In the event of my
untimely demise,

I just put a little file
among my possessions,

telling them everything
they need to know about you

and all the people
that you love,

and I imagine that a CRM
reclamation team

would have everybody
that you love dead

within hours
of that file's receipt,

because you and her

leaving with the knowledge
of that city and this force?

You know
that can't be had.

She doesn't
belong here.

Then she shouldn't
have come here.

But that was her choice.

So, what's your choice?

Will you tell me that you
will not try to leave again?

If you try with her,
everyone back home dies.

Why?
Why?

Security
and secrecy above all.

Oh.
And I will not jeopardize

"everything I've made
happen for myself."

I won't wait for them to find
you -- and they will find you --

and it'll all
blow back on me.

Is -- Is there a deal
to be made?

You clean it up?
No.

I'm a believer, Rick.

She's very, very lucky.

They suspect that she's an A,
but they still let her in.

Thorne stepped up.

Did you do that?

Wow.

You pulled that off.

So, have your life
together here.

We're the last light
of the world.

What's your choice?

You know, I don't need
to hear it.

You didn't threaten me
or the people

I love before when I told you
I was gonna get away.

That's 'cause I knew
you couldn't.

What changed?

You two together?

You can do anything.

Every assignment
brings you one step closer

to enjoying the benefits
of becoming

a citizen
of the Civic Republic.

Shoto, it's Daito.

I found him.

I found the brave man.

He's in a place
I didn't expect.

A world I didn't imagine.

I know you have questions.

I wish I could answer them.

But there is no much
I don't know yet,

about the people here,

and how they were able
to keep someone

as strong as the brave man
for so long.

He's been trying to come home
all this time.

They've stopped him,
again and again.

But Shoto...

they can't stop us.

Good work out there.

We're two hours to transport
to Richmond Power Station.

You cut through them quick.
You out there a while?

Yeah.
Were you?

Yep. Cleo.
Cleo Clifton.

Uh, Dana Bethune.

Just taking it all in.

Yeah, it's a lot
to take in.

The doorstep of paradise.

You think it's paradise
for everyone?

I'm pretty sure it is.

Before this, I was eating
crickets and sleeping in a tree.

Oh.
Disruption charges.

They drop them to scatter
the stiffs

if too many build
up in one area.

Second time this week.

So, what are you?
Three day or six day?

They size you up
and give you either

a three-day training
or a six-day,

depending on how much steel
they think you got.

Why don't you guess
and tell me later?

Three.
I'm just happy to be

with someone knew
who knows their shit.

You don't know
if I know my shit.

Ah, I got a good idea.

You radiate shit-knowing.

Damn it! Ugh!

Heads up, we got nonkills.
Nonkills.

Consignees, clear!

Cleo, down!

Good work.
Good work.

Yeah.
You know your shit.

Consignees, clear
orange for station assessment.

Consignees Bethune and Clifton,

return to transport for health
check and incident report.

All right, consignees,
let's get 'em clear.

Major Donald Okafor
had a wife.

And that night, he could've made
sure he'd see her again

if he had stayed on mission.

But he dropped those bombs,

ending everything he was,
everything he had.

He showed us that our enemies
can be our salvation

if we look at them
differently.

Some of you know
what this sword means to me.

It was, among other
military antiquities,

being evacuated from the Museum
of the American Revolution.

Or stolen.
We don't know.

But the truck was caught
in some of the bombings

by our former illustrious
Air Force,

and I found it
at the Battle of Fitler Square,

and it saved my life.

It was Revolutionary War
General Hugh Mercer's sword.

Mercer had different lives.

He fought on different sides
in different wars,

landed on the right side in
the fight against the British,

and he died in that fight.

I believe you can draw
a straight line

between his sacrifice
and Donald Okafor's sacrifice.

I was laying on
my capsized sloop

when this cruise ship
drifted by.

Ghost ship.

Climbed on board,
but they had nothing.

No food, no water.
Just cigarettes.

I was smoking in the sun
when this helicopter found me.

They lowered
Okafor down from the sky,

but I thought
he was a mirage.

He talked to me,
took my measure.

I realized, right there
and then,

he decided
that I was an A.

He gave me a choice.

He said I could either come
with him to save the world,

or he would have
to kill me.

I told him not to bother,
that if he left me there,

I'd be dead in a few days.

He said, "I do not agree
with that assessment."

After I tried to -- to kill him,
he had his gun in my face,

his own blood
dripping off the barrel,

and he still
didn't shoot me.

I thought, "Who is this stupid
man with the helicopter?

Who is he not to pull
the trigger?"

That was you back then,
not now.

Was it?

I mean, the man who changed
everything for me is dead.

Maybe I was --

Maybe I was
right the first time.

Major General, sir.

Sergeant Majors,
both of you meant a lot to him.

He saw a lot of potential.

Thank you, sir.
Don't thank me yet.

I warned him you two weren't
gonna be worth the trouble,

but he made a mission
to prove me wrong.

My perspective
is still changing.

I keep thinking "pharmakon,"
an Ancient Greek word

meaning both "poison"
and "the cure."

I think about that when
your name comes up, Grimes.

The thing is,
I'm not sure about you.

I'm just not sure.

"Martial Arts: The Book
of Family Traditions"

by Yagyu Munenori.

I gave it to Okafor, too.

Wasn't sure about him, either.

But with him, the sky
was the limit, yes?

Thorne, I need to speak
with you privately.

Let's take a ride.

Yes, sir.

I'm Command Sergeant
Major Thorne now.

Beale promoted me.

Thank you.

He told me everything,
gave me the full briefing.

The Echelon Briefing.

I thought it would be years
before I...

I'm going to need you to take
over logistics

at Cascadia Forward
Operating Base.

They're accelerating
the schedule

and there's a lot
that needs to be done

before the commanders arrive
for the opening summit.

Beale said that they're
all going to be there.

Every senior officer,
every decision maker.

The entire
Frontliner force.

He also asked me
about Consignee Bethune.

More than 17,000 in this force
and, um, she's on his radar.

I just want you to know
she reflects on me now.

Well, you told them
it was for Okafor.

I did, and it was.

It was for you, too.

It's happening.

I'm moving up, and I can't
have her pull me down.

I just need you
to know that.

She won't.
I'll make sure.

You will.

Thank you
for listening, Rick.

And for this.

What?
No salute?

You didn't hear
what I heard.

You didn't see what I saw.

You will.

Good night,
Sergeant Major.

Good night,
Command Sergeant Major,

This is it, tonight.
We gotta move fast.

The disruption charges
brought out more of the dead.

Tonight's will bring even more.

After post-task health check,
go to Consignee Fitness,

locker 678.

The key will get you out
of the building,

under the base, and away.

Follow the map.

There's a red canoe
in the brush.

I love you.

And I left you
a little something.

Rick?

Rick?

I'm not coming.

And if you don't go,
you'll never get away

and we both die here.

The only way to get you back
to Judith

is that I stay here
to make sure.

I love you forever.

If you love me...

you'll go.

State your business,
soldier.

She's gone, and you're
helping me make her stay gone.

How is she gone?

I made it look like
she died trying.

I know I needed to stay
to get her away, so I'm here.

She actually left
without you?

I don't believe that,
Rick.

She didn't know she was
leaving without me.

You still want to
kill me, Rick?

You still see that?

Maybe I was just dreaming.

I can't kill you.
People are a resource.

You're part of this now.
"Our fates are bound."

How's that?
I found a body.

It was close enough after I
put it in a consignment uniform

and tore it apart,
tore its face and scalp off.

Story is she fell, hit her head
on the rocks, walkers got her.

You just make sure you're on
the investigation

as soon as they find out
she's missing.

Body's on the shoreline,
southeast of Pier 70.

I was just heading out
for the first security audit

at your Cascadia Base.

I will be gone, thank God.

I'll make sure I'm on point
when Dana

goes gone
and I will get to work.

But any shit that rains down,
it wasn't my doing.

And if you do want to make
your dream come true,

kill me while
we're nose to nose.

I already left them
all the answers

you don't want
them to have.

You say you
did it for her.

I'm sure that
that is true,

but I wonder if there isn't
something else

that's keeping you here.

Again, I-I did save
your life.

Well, now you get
to save hers.

You're a hero

with a shit haircut.

As you were.

You're in real trouble now,
Sergeant Major.

Let's move!

-Way to go.
-Oh, my God!

Wow.

During intake, she said
that she was looking

for safety in numbers.

It helped me make my case.

Thing is, she doesn't
look like someone

who relies
on others for safety.

Keep walking.

Ahead and to the left.
We can talk.

All these years, the only way
I wasn't killed

was one man
saving my life over and over.

The only way you get away is
if someone is here making sure.

It's taken me years to know
I can't go anymore.

I asked for help,
I didn't get it.

To get away, you need someone
on the inside.

I'm that for you.

I said that
if you loved me...

you'd go.

Shoto, it's Daito.

Someone told me I had
to know when to go.

I had a chance to go home,

but I couldn't do it
without the brave man.

Maybe I should have.

Just when I wondered if he
could have been drawn in

by the ambition
and the hope of this place,

that it could've replaced us,
I found something.

You're the one
who drew me.

Yes.

Always you and the girl.

He would come every few months
and ask for a new one.

There was a boy
he asked me to draw,

but I could never
get it right for him.

Carl.

His name was Carl.

You're more open.

Took three years
before he'd say names.

You're Michonne
and the girl is Judith.

Is she here?

Sorry.
She's okay.

He said he wanted the drawings
for until he saw you again.

Here you are.

He knew he'd see you.
He knew it.

He stopped talking
like that.

I told him --
I know what you told him.

Thank you.

It helped me.

He found you.

Now I'm looking for him.

Believe
a little bit longer.

Bethune.

I'm Command Sergeant
Major Thorne.

You know Sergeant Major Grimes,
obviously.

I do.

Did you enjoy orientation,
your first trip to the city?

Yeah.

I saw some...
interesting artwork.

Hmm.

Not so enthusiastic, eh?

Is that life not for you?

Do I have a choice?

Come with us.

What is this place?

It's what the city would have
become if it wasn't for one man.

It was bombed?

Yeah.

Now, I don't know much
about you.

You emerged
from the woods

and saved someone
very important.

Sergeant Major Grimes
saved my life once.

I would call him a friend,

but friendship

seems like something
that doesn't exist out here.

It's too light.
Too soft.

He's my family now.

My only family.

So, my question is...

who are you?

Just Dana.

This is not the moment
for humility, Dana.

I'm a survivor.

A survivor wouldn't have
run out of the woods

to save a man who was about
to have his throat cut.

Well, I did.

And I survived.

Why did you save him?

I was looking for people.

It's safer with people.

Why did you save him?

It didn't seem --
Didn't seem what?

It didn't seem right.

He was on the ground,
helpless.

Him?

I can't imagine him
ever being helpless.

Well, I don't know him.

But he was about to die,

if I wasn't there.

I don't want to see
anyone get killed,

especially anyone
that seems helpless.

I'm letting you in
on a secret.

You are here
because of me.

People like you,
they're not let in.

You're a leader,
what we call an "A."

If you are allowed to live
in the city,

you won't work,
farm, shop, read.

No.
You'll look for answers.

You'll ask what happened here

and why and to whom,

and you'll seek justice
based on a feeling in your gut,

a feeling you can't name.

But what if I told you that
there is only one way

to get those answers,
those secrets,

only one way to understand
the whole picture?

Would you take it?

You would give me
the answers?

A chance very few get, very few
in the entirety of this force,

very few in the world.

I would say...

...yes.

Sergeant Major,

this consignee
will be joining us

for clearing operations
at Cascadia Base.

Ensure she's properly
equipped.

-Provisional BDU.
-Weapons?

Killstick only.

You can return to the vehicle,
Consignee Bethune.

That was good.
You're good at this.

Yeah, she's strong,
Rick, and I'm not Okafor.

We don't mess
with security.

For all I know, she could be
sprinting towards the river.

You drew your sidearm.

You drew your knife.
I was ready to back you up.

And she's not running
for the river.

You could bring her along.

I am not gonna be responsible
for a vulnerability.

I know it all now.

I see why we are out here,
doing this.

I'm not Okafor.

Cascadia Forward
Operating Base.

Used to be a university.

We've made it into
a center of power.

The only infantry who've seen
this place other than Frontline

is Grimes and I.
You're in good company.

And you're only a consignee.

Do well, you'll have fresh
salmon for dinner.

Worth the trip
across the country,

even if it means
stopping for fuel

at five different
jump points.

There's nothing out here.

What's it protecting?

The security of
the Civic Republic.

Expanded resources and intel
operations along the West Coast.

The future.

Amber-Indigo.
Red in the field.

Threat is classified
as imminent.

There's an assigned
mission deployed.

Copy.

At the ready.

The briefing is now.

The mission is now.

Squads are out on operations,
so it's on us.

We have a significant sink
breach on the perimeter bars,

with scatters already incurring.

That is the obstacle.

The objective is 200-plus

incoming delts
moving towards the breach.

Flybys and dispersion charges
are bouncing off the rock face,

not doing their job.

So we are going to move
the delts ourselves,

right out of existence.

We are a few days away
from the summit of all CRM brass

and the entirety of
the Frontliner corps.

If the delts pile through
that breach,

this project goes back to zero.

The plan gets set back.

Do we allow the plan
to get set back?

- No, ma'am.
- No, ma'am.

One soldier takes
the R-DIM through the breach,

to the horde and beyond it,

and places it 100 paces past
the horde's exit edge.

A flyby will shoot charges after
to create dispersional sound.

Who has the ball, ma'am.

I do.

Stealth is the play,
soldiers.

Cold weapons
and pneumatic rifles only.

Consignee,
stay in formation.

I want you off the line
on cleanup, ready for no-kills.

We call them
Frontliners, yes?

Keep them up front.

Things go sideways,
you get lost in the fog.

Don't panic.

Hit your PRB.

You hit that button,
and any CRM helicopter

within 300 miles
can come find you.

Grab the ball, let's go.

The R-DIM -- why you?

'Cause you're all slow
sacks of shit.

Since I've learned
what I've learned --

what you'll learn soon --
I don't agree with

Okafor on everything,
but he led from the ground up.

I want to do that.

More incoming.
Blocking the way.

We need to clear
that now.

I said you
were off the line.

Stay back for no-kills.

Come on!

Ah, shit!

Round everybody up,
put them towards the breach?

They're occupied.

Should have given the last seat
to a soldier.

We bring up the ball
when there's a gap.

Consignee Bethune!

Stand down!

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on.

They'll find us.
They will.

We'll make it
so they can't.

Not like this.

10 delts left!
10 delts left!

She broke protocol,
which made you break protocol.

She was running.

She needed help.
You needed help.

We follow a chain of command
or order fails.

She went rogue
and you followed.

How many others
are gonna do that?

I trusted her.
I put my neck out for her.

For you.
I regret it.

Don't.
I wanted you to win.

That's why
I did what I did.

Listen, maybe it was
too early for her.

I'll send her back, give her
more time at the Harvest Point.

Yeah, for now.

We need
to take care of this.

Us.

Take the consignee back.

I don't want to see
her again, okay?

And you -- you handle all
the shit work, all the refuels.

I'll give you a pass
this time, Grimes,

because you did help eliminate
a couple of hundred delts, okay?

Major General Beale
wants to brief you.

You're moving up.

Rick,
you better understand.

I'm headquartered
here now,

through the summit
and beyond.

Home sweet home.

No more day and a halfs
between here and Philly.

You should come take a look
at my quarters.

Beautiful view
of the Cascades.

She hasn't seen me.

Oh.

There it is.

She saw me.

Doesn't matter.

Jadis?
It doesn't matter!

You're going back to base
right now,

then I'm getting you
the hell out of here

if I have to knock you out

and put you on
that Goddamn boat myself.

I belong here, you don't,
and you will never change that.

It's over.

Everything we had
is broken.

You hear me?

Shoto, it's Daito.

I'm sorry.

I don't know if we'll be back.