All language subtitles for twd s06 (14)

Morgan?

Wh... why?

It'll give you
some choices next time.

Didn't even notice.

Got your bike back.

Yeah.

You got another one of those?

Thanks.

Those people you met,
the ones in the burnt forest,

they took it from you?

Yeah.

You saved them,
right?

Sorry.
It's who you are.

We're still stuck with that.

No, we ain't.

I should've killed them.

He'! '

The ones that took you
and Maggie...

what'd they do to you?

To us?

They didn't do anything.

So, if you didn't already have plans,

I was thinking of making
my beef jerky stroganoff.

I'm good, thanks.

It's not exactly
a nice porterhouse,

but I promise
it's better than it sounds.

I'm sure it is.

What?

What are we doing?

Just tell me.
It's good either way.

It really is.

Okay.

- Okay is what we're doing?
- We'll do dinner.

Okay?

All right.

See you then.

Okay.

I didn't hear you guys.

Good. Today's lesson
will be in the cul-de-sac.

Actually, can we do
something else?

After I got out of DC,
I just drove.

I remember seeing it
right when I realized

I had no idea
where I was going.

Edison's Apothecary and Boutique.

It's just this little gift shop
in a strip mall,

but if it's really an apothecary,

they had drugs.

How do you know
they still got 'em?

It isn't that far.
I just wanna check.

And you and Rosita aren't out
scavenging or pulling shifts.

We'll go.

I wanted to check.

I just wanted to help.

How much time
you spend out there?

- None.
- Forget it.

I can ID the meds.
I know how to use a machete now.

I've seen roamers up close.
I'm ready.

- You good with this?
- No.

- I'll go alone if I have to.
- You'll die alone.

I'm asking you
to make sure I don't.

I'm not babysitting her
by myself.

it... the...

What?

Forget it.

No, what?

I think maybe you're
disengaging it too soon.

I've been driving stick
since I was 15,

usually beat-up trucks
like this.

I mean, before... you know,
before I left home.

My brother taught me,
so I just know.

Daryl.

Yep.

Stay here.

I got it.

This happened fast.

Tree rotted out.
It wasn't people.

Come on, it's clear.

What'd you find?

Bottles of booze.
Any takers?

No, thanks.

For later. I'm not bringing these
to the pantry.

I'm good.

They were
kind of my parents' thing.

Which is why they aren't mine.

That truck ain't gonna
make it past this tree.

- Come on, let's walk.
- Hold up.

Looks like a straight shot
if we follow the tracks.

No.

No tracks.
We'll take the road.

That's twice as far.

Go whichever way you like.

I ain't taking no tracks.

We should stick together.

I see you've tied back
your "Tennessee waterfall" there.

I won't lie. I liked it.
I may very well miss it.

The feeling
of the billowy curtain

catching the breeze some days
was straight-up bliss.

But brass tacks...
The hair doesn't make the man,

the man makes the man.

Guard duty, weapons training,

changing up the hairstyle,

swigging some swagger
with the ladies, spitting game...

If you don't spit game,
you are game.

Man seems to be changing.

At least trying like hell to.

Makes me curious
what that's about.

It's simple, really.
As with any RPG,

tabletop, electronic,
or otherwise,

the key to survival
is allowing oneself

to be shaped by the assigned
environment.

In doing so, a broad range
of capabilities are acquired,

allowing one to flip the script
and use said capabilities

to shape said environment
for maximum longevity.

I'm saying I'm in the process
of said stage two.

I've changed, adapted.
I'm a survivor.

Keep telling yourself that.

I've changed, adapted.
I've become a survivor.

About time.

I didn't mean to pick him
over you back there.

It's just...

You're holding it wrong.
Like this.

Thanks.

Who taught you?

You know, how to fight?

Sorry, I didn't mean to bring up...

A lot of people taught me
a lot of things.

Years from now, he'll just be
a name in a long list of names.

All right, me and her
are gonna do this.

You're gonna
stay back, got it?

Got it.

Standard pin and tumbler.

Tick-tick-click...
Easy peasy.

This the place?

It is indeed.

Okay.

You about ready
to spill the pintos

on what the hell it is
we're doing here?

Yeah.

Eugene.

We're gonna
manufacture bullets here.

I've been chewing the cud on this
for a few days now.

The Hilltop's dry,
our supply's finite.

So not only are bullets
vital for defense,

but per the law
of supply and demand,

a full cartridge is now
the coin of the land.

Making bullets from scratch.

Spent casings,
but the innards are all us.

And by us, I mean me.

And you think you can do that...

here?

With just this?

Well, the digs will require
a thorough scrubbing.

We'll have to scare up
a hella ton of lead, but, yes.

I most definitely almost certainly
think I can do that here.

That, my friend,
is some damn fine

genuine
outside-the-box thinking.

Where do we start?

Well, we should inform Rick,
talk with Olivia,

see what types of ammo would be
most valuable to produce.

I'm gonna hit "pause"
so I can kill that thing behind you.

Pump your brakes, Red.

I'm formally calling dibs
on this one.

Dibs is dibs.

Well, be my guest.

Get some.

Strike one.

Strike two.

Why did you...?

I called dibs.

You had zero authority to...

To what?
Stop you from dying?

I had full control
of the situation.

You'd have had better luck
picking up a turd by its clean end.

I'm gonna allow you
to apologize for saying that.

So how about
you do so right now?

"Timmy" down there
almost ate your face, dumb-ass.

- All due respect, screw you.
- Beg your pardon?

Dispatching walkers
is well within my skill set,

so screw you
for suggesting otherwise.

Let me get something
straight, all right?

Using your cabeza,
this whole DIY ammo thing,

that is your damn skill set,

just like ghosting hostiles,

both of the undead and the living
variety, is mine.

Now, you truly want to survive
this world long-term,

I suggest you learn that
posthaste.

Okay.

Thank you for your protection.

I most certainly needed it
between here and Houston.

But your services
are no longer required.

The truth, plain and honest.

You've outlived
your usefulness to me.

Is that so?

Plain and honest.

- Where are you going?
- Home.

My "services
are no longer required."

Find your own way back.

Asshole.

We gonna find out
what you had for breakfast?

Oatmeal.

Just so you know.

He'! '

You want me to hold
your bags, or...?

Yeah.

If you set 'em on the counter,
I can tell you which.

No, we're gonna take it all.

Are you sure?
Because...

No, it's fine.

( Thumping I.

- It's just one.
- It sounds like it's stuck.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Nothing.

He'! '

You did good
finding this place.

Tried to tell you
you weren't ready.

- We both did.
- I know.

So was he older or younger?

Older.

By six minutes.

My parents came up
with the Dennis/Denise thing

on one of their benders.

Hilarious, right?

Nothing scared him.

He was brave.

He was angry, too.

It's kind of a dangerous
combination.

Sounds like we had
the same brother.

He'! '

This Way's faster, right?

There's a cooler in there!

Might be something
we can use inside.

We got what we came for.

Nah, ain't worth the trouble.
Come on.

Shit.

No, don't!

Oh, man.

I threw up on my glasses.

- Hot damn.
- What the hell was that?

You could've died right there,
you know that?

Yeah, I do.

- Are you hearing me?
- Who gives a shit?

You could've died
killing those Saviors,

both of you,
but you didn't.

You wanna live,
you take chances.

That's how it works.

That's what I did.

- For a couple of damn sodas?
- Nope.

Just this one.

Are you seriously that stupid?

Are you?

I mean it. Are you?

Do you have any clue

what that was to me...
What this whole thing is to me?

See, I have training in this shit.

I'm not making it up
as I go along,

like with the stitches
and the surgery and the...

I asked you to come with me
because you're brave like my brother

and sometimes you actually
make me feel safe.

And I wanted you here
because you're alone.

Probably for the first time
in your life.

And because you're stronger
than you think you are,

which gives me hope
that maybe I can be, too.

I could've gone with Tara.

I could've told her I loved her,
but I didn't...

because I was afraid.

That's what's stupid.

Not coming out here,
not facing my shit.

And it makes me sick

that you guys
aren't even trying

because you're strong
and you're smart

and you're both
really good people,

and if you don't wake...

up...

and face your...

You drop 'em now!

Well, hell.

You got something
to say to me?

You gonna clear the air?

Step up on that high horse?

No.

You don't talk much.

Still getting the hang of her.

- Kicks like a bitch, but...
- I should've done it.

Oh, what's that?

Seriously, I didn't catch
what you said.

I shoulda killed you.

Yeah, you probably should've.

So, here we are.

Kind of begs the question, right?

Who brought this on who?

I mean, I get that you'll just have
to take my word for this, but...

she wasn't even the one
I was aiming for.

Like I said...

kicks like a bitch.

It's nothing personal.

Look, this isn't how we like to start
new business arrangements,

but, well, you pricks kinda
set the tone, didn't you?

What do you want?

I'm sorry, darlin',
I didn't catch your name.

I'm D, or Dwight.

You can call me either.

So...

What's your name?

Rosita.
What do you want?

Well, Rosita...

it's not what I want.

It's what you and Daryl
are going to do.

You're going to let us
into your little complex.

It looks like it's just
beautiful in there.

And then you're going
to let us take whatever

and whoever we want...

or we blow
Eugene's brains out.

And then yours.

And then his.

I hope it doesn't
come to that, really.

Nobody else has to die.

We just try and start with one.

You know...

maximum impact
to get our point across.

So what's it gonna be?
You tell me.

You wanna kill someone,
you start with our companion

hiding over there
behind the oil barrels.

He's a first-class a-hole and he
deserves it so much more than us three.

Go check it out.

Fall back! Fall back!

Daryl, stop!

♪ I'm going to get ♪

♪ Married today ♪

♪ The chapel is full ♪

♪ Of crosses and bouquets ♪

♪ Kiss me with forever ♪

♪ Where only death remains... ♪

Rick's coming.

How is he?

Bullet just grazed him,

but it's a good thing we got him
back when we did.

Antibiotics we picked up
could save him from an infection.

Could save his life.

That's what Denise did.

You here?

Present.

Good.

I was not trying to kill you.

I was looking for a moment.

You found it.

Do you apologize
for questioning my skills?

I apologize
for questioning your skills.

You know how to bite a dick,
Eugene.

I mean that
with the utmost of respect.

Welcome to stage two.

Don't need to welcome me.

I've been here a while.

I just heard.

You okay?

You said I had choices.

You have them, too.

Could be 30 years for us here.

That's still too short.

Come inside.

You were right.

I knew it when you said it.

"I wish it didn't have to end,"

not this way.

It was never my intention
to hurt you,

but it's how it has to be.

We have so much here...

People, food, medicine, walls...

Everything we need to live.

But what we have
other people want, too,

and that will never change.

If we survive this threat
and it's not over,

another one will be back
to take its place,

to take what we have.

I love you all here.

I do.

And I'd have to kill for you.

And I can't.

I won't.

Rick sent me away and I wasn't
ever gonna come back,

but everything happened
and I wound up staying.

But I can't anymore.

"I can't love anyone
because I can't kill for anyone."

"So I'm going,
like I always should have."

"Don't come after me,
please."