All language subtitles for The.Walking.Dead.The.Ones.Who.Live.S01E01.XviD-AFG[EZTVx.to]

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-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!

Aah!

Where the hell are you?

Grimes, freeze!

Down to one, down to one.

Close circle. No kill.

Michonne!

Rick!

Shit.

Excuse me?

I mean...

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 just know where things are.

Um, 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 just.

I don't mind.

I don't mean
to interrupt your lunch.

You work around here?

I do.

You like it?

It's not where I want to be.

Are you where you wanna be?

Yeah.

I always thought I would wait
to tell you everything

when we were finally
back together,

that it'd just 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?
- Yeah.

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 just 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?

Hey, Esteban.

Yeah.

Can I touch it?

Nah, just 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.

I mean, no more swamp ass.

You feel me?

I mean, look, 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, well, it's life, man.

Hey, at least this Okafor dude's

gonna stop trying to make you

into a soldier and shit.

For real?

Still?

I mean, even after you...

Shit, man,
you might as well sign up

just 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.

Hey, 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.

Hah!

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.

Well, 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?

Yeah. 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
just 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
just 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 just 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, just missed.

Guess I didn't.

You gonna shoot me, too, Thorne?

Hey.

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.

Yeah. 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 just 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...

Hey, she's not gone.

They're not gone.

She isn't. They aren't.

We are.

If you want my help, just 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. It is.

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.

Well, 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 just gonna ask it
and look in your eyes.

Yes, sir.

Is Okafor up to anything
I should know about?

No. 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 just
another attempt to escape?

Look in my eyes, sir.

You tell me.

I'm just 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 just 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?

Hey, hey, it's Ward 3
Water Manager now, right?

Hey, 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 just...
I have to keep trying.

I won't stop.

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

Or I'm dying. That's it.

Look, 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, no, no, no, no, 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.

Just 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, you do.

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?

Just 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 just 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,

just stopping it all.

But then...

Then it would just 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 just 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 just 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 just 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.

Well, 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, um...

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 just 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
just 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 just 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 just 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!

Okafor 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 just 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 show runner
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

just 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 just 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 just tune in to them.

And I just 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.