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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.

Hey.

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?

Denise:
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.

Daryl:
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.
- Denise: 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.

Abraham:
I see you've tied back

your Tennessee
waterfall there.

Eugene:
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?

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.

Abraham:
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 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, dumbass.

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.

Hey.

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.

It's just one.

It sounds like
it's stuck.

What the hell
are you doing?

Nothing.

Hey.

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.

Hey.

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 should've 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
kind of 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!

Rosita:
Daryl, stop!

"Chapel" playing

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?

Abraham:
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.

Carol's voice:
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.

Carol's voice:
So I'm going, like I always
should have.

Don't come
after me, please.