All language subtitles for The.Walking.Dead.S02E04

Fever's gone down.

Baby?

Carl?

Sophia?

Is she okay?

Fine.

- She's fine. - Rest.

We'll be right here, okay?

Okay.

They're here.

How is he?

He'll pull through,

Thanks to Hershel and his people.

And Shane.

We'd have lost carl if not for him.

Thank god.

We were so worried.

- How'd it happen? - Hunting accident.

That's all-- just a stupid accident.

Blessed be god,

Father of our lord Jesus Christ.

Praise be to him

for the gift of our brother Otis,

for his span of years,

for his abundance of character;

Otis, who gave his life

to save a child's,

Now more than ever, our most precious asset.

We thank you, god,

for the peace he enjoys in your embrace.

He died as he lived, in grace.

Shane, will you speak for Otis?

I'm not good at it.

I'm sorry.

You were the last one with him.

You shared his final moments.

Please.

I need to hear.

I need to know his death had meaning.

Okay.

We were about done.

Almost out of ammo.

We were down to pistols by then.

I was limping. It was bad.

Ankle all swollen up.

"We've got to save the boy."

See, that's what he said.

He gave me his backpack. He shoved me ahead.

"Run," He said.

He said, "I'll take the rear. I'll cover you."

And when I looked back...

If not for Otis,

I'd have never made it out alive.

And that goes for Carl too.

It was Otis.

He saved us both.

If any death ever had meaning,

It was his.

How long has this girl been lost?

This'll be day three.

County survey map.

Shows terrain and elevations.

We'll grid the whole area,

start searching in teams.

Not you. Not today.

You gave three units of blood.

You wouldn't be hiking

five minutes in this heat before passing out.

And your ankle-- push it now,

you'll be laid up a month,

no good to anybody.

Guess it's just me.

I'm gonna head back to the creek, work my way from there.

I can still be useful.

I'll drive up to the interstate,

see if Sophia wandered back.

All right, tomorrow then.

We'll start doing this right.

That means we can't have our people out there with just knives.

They need the gun training we've been promising them.

I'd prefer you not carrying guns on my property.

We've managed so far

without turning this into an armed camp.

All due respect,

you get a crowd of those things wandering in here...

Look, we're guests here.

This is your property

and we will respect that.

First things first: Set camp, find Sophia.

I hate to be the one to ask, but somebody's got to.

What happens if we find her and she's bit?

I think we should all be clear on how we handle that.

You do what has to be done.

And her mother? What do you tell her?

The truth.

I'll gather and secure all the weapons.

Make sure no one's carrying

till we're at a practice range off site.

I do request one rifleman on lookout.

Dale's got experience.

Our people would feel safer,

less inclined to carry a gun.

Thank you.

That stuff you brought,

got more antibiotics, bandages, anything like that?

Just what you've seen.

We're running short already. I should make a run into town.

Not the place Shane went?

No, there's a pharmacy just a mile down the road.

I've done it before.

See our man there in the baseball cap?

That's Glenn,

Our go-to-town expert.

I'd ask him along just to be cautious.

I hear he woke up.

Yeah. He's in and out, but yeah.

He'll be all right.

That's good.

Did you mean it?

What?

You said stay.

Did you mean it?

Look, if you didn't just say so.

But do it now. I need to know.

I meant it.

All right then.

I hear you're fast on your feet and know how to get in and out.

Got a pharmacy run. You in?

Miss, what's the water situation here?

Got five wells on our land.

House draws directly from number one.

Number-two well is right over there.

We use it for the cattle but it's just as pure.

Take what you need. There's a cart and containers

in the generator shed behind the house.

I'll go saddle your horse then.

Horse?

Give up our guns?

You heard Rick. We're guests here.

And you're okay with it?

I don't recall being asked. Now lay down your weapon.

You may like rolling over, I don't.

Look, I have to strip and clean them anyway.

You still want to learn?

Go on.

All right.

Sit down.

Unload your weapon.

Check the chamber.

Pull it back.

Push that lever out.

It'll slide off.

You're halfway there.

Daryl.

You okay on your own?

I'm better on my own. I'll be back before dark.

We got a base.

You got a point or are we just chatting?

My point is it lets you off the hook.

You don't owe us anything.

My other plans fell through.

We could give you more space.

Set up over by the barn.

No, no need for that.

Better you stay close to the house.

I don't say this easily, Rick.

We don't normally take in strangers.

I can't have your people thinking this is permanent.

Once you find this girl and your boy's fit for travel,

I expect you'll move on.

We need to be clear on that.

Hello, farmer's daughter.

Hi. Here's your list.

And, um,

there's one other item. I wrote it down separately.

It's personal. If we could be real discreet about that, okay?

Sure.

Thank you.

Uh, what is it?

Kind of missing the point of the whole discreet thing, Glenn.

Oh, right. Um...

I just need to know where to find it.

Try the feminine hygiene section.

Oh. Enough said.

Consider it done.

I'm not weak and I'm not a coward.

I never said you were.

No, what I said on the highway--

I don't know what that was,

where it came from.

That wasn't me.

If it's okay, I'd rather you

never told anybody about that stuff I said.

What stuff?

I couldn't get a word out of you all day.

Say, man, you think there's a snowball's chance

we'll actually find that little girl?

For the first time in my life I'm betting on the snowball.

Yeah.

Me too.

Do whatever we have to.

I don't care if I have to comb the woods like Rambo

or fetch a pail of water.

Everyone kicks in, does their part.

Am I right?

Do your part, don't complain.

That's what I always--

I wouldn't drink that if I were you.

Looks like we've got us a swimmer.

How long you think it's been there?

Long enough to grow gills.

We can't leave it in there.

God knows what it's doing to the water.

We got to get it out.

Easy. Put a bullet in its head.

I'll get a rope.

Whoa whoa, guys. No.

Why not? It's a good plan.

It's a stupid plan.

If that thing hasn't contaminated the water yet,

blowing its brains out will finish the job.

She's right. Can't risk it.

So it has to come out alive?

So to speak.

How do we do that?

The interstate where you broke down is here.

There's your creek.

My farm is here.

We're looking out that way,

south-southeast.

We missed this branch of the creek entirely.

If she went that direction,

she'd be miles from where we looked.

Rick, take a moment.

Come look.

That's something, isn't it?

It's good to pause for an occasional reminder.

Of what?

Whatever comes to mind.

For me it's often god.

No thoughts on that.

Last time I asked god for a favor

and stopped to admire a view.

My son got shot.

I try not to mix it up with the Almighty anymore.

Best we stay out of each other's way.

Lori told me your story--

How you were shot, the coma.

Yet you came out of it somehow.

You did not feel god's hand in yours?

At that moment?

No, I did not.

In all the chaos you found your wife and boy.

Then he was shot and he survived.

That tells you nothing?

It tells me god's got a strange sense of humor.

He's not going for it.

Maybe 'cause a canned ham don't kick and scream

When you try to eat it.

He's right. There's a reason the dead didn't come back to life

and start raiding our cupboards.

We need live bait.

Have I mentioned that I really like your new haircut?

You have a nice shaped head.

Don't worry about it, bud.

We're gonna get you out of here in one piece.

Living piece. That living part is important.

- Nice and slow, please. - We got you.

Oh, you people are crazy.

You want to get it out of your well or not?

Give us an eye there, Maggie.

Doing okay?

Yup, doing great.

Living the dream.

Little lower. Little more.

- Get it! Get it! - Grab it!

Grab it!

Get me out of here!

Get me out of here!

Get it off. Get off.

Get off! Get me out!

Oh my god. Oh my god.

Guys, get me out!

- Come on, you guys. - Get me out!

Oh god. Oh god. Oh my god!

Get me out of here!

- Pull! - Pull! Pull!

- Pull! Pull! - Let's go, pull.

Get me out. Get me out.

Come on, guys.

- Glenn! - Pull him up!

Pull him up! Pull him up!

Get me out of here!

Pull him up. Pull him up.

Are you okay?

Back to the drawing board.

Says you.

Sophia!

Sophia!

- Come on, guys, pull. - Come on, y'all.

Almost there. Come on, pull, guys.

- Come on. - Pull!

Come on, y'all. Together.

Almost there. Come on, pull. Keep it coming.

Come on, pull. Watch out, dawg.

Nice and easy. Just a little more.

Come on, almost there.

You've got to pull it, man.

It's stuck! Come on.

Come on, pull!

pull!

We should seal off this well.

Yeah, might be a good idea.

So what do we do about--

Good thing we didn't do anything stupid like shoot it.

We'll come again tomorrow.

You know there's always the chance--

Don't. I really don't need to hear it anymore, Andrea.

Save the thoughts and prayers.

You never know, Carol.

We can hang targets along that fence line there.

That rise, it gives a natural backstop.

It's a good idea.

Thanks.

So how long before I can carry?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

I'm not in a very patient frame of mind these days, Shane.

- You might have notice that. - No shit.

Look, I ain't worried about you offing yourself,

even though you got old Dale pissing his pants lately.

Yeah, I noticed that too.

He did come within a minute or so of being blown to hell

because of me, to be fair.

Look, I see you have the desire for gun work

and desire will take you a long way.

But something you need to know, so fire this carefully.

- I'm listening. - Paper targets is one thing.

Easy to hit what ain't moving.

But taking down an assailant,

one that's trying to kill you,

it's different.

Cuz I say, that kind of situation,

things slow down. That's crap.

They speed up. Adrenalin, ha.

It'll cripple you if you let it.

You need to use your instinct.

You got to rule it out.

Because somebody is going to die

And you'd better hope

that you're the one who's making that decision.

How? I mean, how do you do that?

Turn off a switch.

The switch,

the one that makes you scared or angry,

Sympathetic, whatever.

You don't think. You just-- you act.

'Cause odds are somebody else is counting on you.

That's your partner.

That's your friend.

There ain't nothing easy about taking a man's life

no matter how little value it may have.

But when you get it done,

you have to forget it.

I guess I haven't quite got that last part down yet.

But you're getting there?

I hope so.

It's a good spot.

It'll do.

You know, normally

This is the kind of thing I'd do on my own.

Solo.

It's sort of my thing, you know?

I'm a loner.

- You all right? - I'm fine.

I saw the look on your face back at the well.

Never seen one killed up close before?

Guess it's kind of a shock.

You know, being out on the road, we've seen a lot.

Guess we've gotten a little numb to it.

Whoa. I guess so...

I'll go see what antibiotics are left.

What else is on the list?

Why don't you get started?

What about you?

I'm gonna look around, see what's worth grabbing.

Just some general stuff.

What do you got?

Nothing. Just, like I said, general stuff.

Condoms?

You got a girlfriend I don't know about?

Me? No. No.

Then you're a pretty confident guy.

No.

No no no. I-I-I wasn't--

- I would never-- - Something wrong with me?

No.

No, I--

I would never have sex--

Uh, I'm-- I'm lost.

I'll have sex with you.

Really?

Why?

You're asking questions?

Okay, I can't help wondering.

It's not like our options are vast these days.

And you're not the only one that's lonely.

You need to reconsider.

I beg your pardon?

Asking us to leave.

You need to reconsider.

If you saw how it is out there you wouldn't ask.

You're a man of belief.

If you believe anything, believe that.

You're putting me on the spot.

Well, I mean to.

Those people look to me for answers.

I wish they didn't, but they do.

But I'm not asking for them or myself.

I'm asking for my boy.

After the price your friend Otis paid,

the least you can do is give it some thought.

You're a plainspoken man.

I'm a father.

He's the one thing I don't want to fail.

I feel like I do every day.

I lied to him this morning.

It wasn't a big lie, but it was enough.

My father didn't bother with comforting lies.

He used his fist.

He was a loveless, violent drunk

And no good to anybody.

He drove me from home when I was 15.

Didn't lay eyes on this place again for many years.

I was not at his deathbed, Rick.

I would not grant him that.

And to this day do not regret it.

Some men do not earn the love of their sons.

I don't see you having that problem.

Will you consider my request?

There are aspects to this,

things that I can't and won't discuss.

But if you and your people respect my rules,

no promises, but I will consider it.

You have my word.

You have mine.

Hey.

I'll sit with him.

He was awake earlier when you were gone.

He asked for you.

- I... - Don't spoil it.

So it was good.

It was a one-time thing.

- Everything go okay? - Fine.

Nothing happened.

Did you find it?

I cleaned up.

Wanted it to be nice for her.

For a second I thought I was in the wrong place.

A flower?

It's a cherokee rose.

The story is that when american soldiers

were moving Indians off their land on the trail of tears,

the cherokee mothers were grieving and crying so much

'cause they were losing their little ones along the way

from exposure and disease,

and starvation.

A lot of them just disappeared.

So the elders, they said a prayer;

asked for a sign to uplift the mothers' spirits,

give them strength

and hope.

The next day this rose

started to grow right where the mothers' tears fell.

I'm not fool enough

to think there's any flowers blooming for my brother.

But I believe this one

bloomed for your little girl.

She's gonna really like it in here.

Hey, dad.

Carl,

I told you something earlier today about Sophia--

I know. Mom told me.

Here I was getting ready to confess.

I didn't mean to lie. I just didn't want to worry you.

It's a stupid excuse.

But it's all I got.

It's okay.

Do you think we'll find her?

I know we will.

Well...

I don't know.

But I truly believe it.

You look tired.

I am tired.

Hey, I'm like you now.

We've both been shot.

Isn't that weird?

Yeah, I think your mother would rather hear we got the same eyes.

So let's keep that between us.

Since you're in the club now,

You get to wear the hat.

Didn't you know?

We'll pad the rim tomorrow so it sits better.

Won't you miss it?

Maybe you'll let me borrow it from time to time.

We can share it.

Okay.

Sleep now.

Okay.

I love you, dad.

I love you.

Are you putting them away?

Stay with him a while longer.

I'll wait up.