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If you were alive, I'd let you in.

But we don't have anything to talk about,
now, do we, me and you?

And I'm sure
you're not so good at conversation.

All right.

All right.

You wanna talk?
Let's talk.

Hey.

You okay, young lady?

What's your name?

Charlie.

Pleased to meet ya, Charlie.

I'm Rabbi Jacob Kessner.

And, uh...

welcome to Temple B'nai Israel.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. I saw the light.

Don't be sorry. And, uh, it's not a light.

It's ner tamid. Ow.

The flame of truth,
the, uh, presence of God.

She led you here.

I like to think of God as, uh...
Well, seems God needs new batteries.

So, uh, why don't we get you
something to eat and maybe a towel?

Let's get these puppies fuelled up.

Locked up tighter than a fireman's
sphincter on the Fourth of July.

We're runnin' 'em ragged, June-bug.

Took twice as long to set up camp
as yesterday.

Well, we've got 12 hours until sunset.

Travellin' by night, keepin' watch by day,
it's really takin' its toll.

Logan's out there.

And it's gonna take
Morgan, Al, Alicia, and Strand

a couple days to get to us,
so we just keep moving until then.

How's the reserves?

About a thousand gallons of unleaded
is all that separates us from

stumblin' around like the skinbags.

So we'll do another run.

This isn't just about the gas.

- I know.
- Why won't you stop and take a breath?

This isn't the right place to do it.

Okay.

Chow down and rest up, baby face.
Headin' for tank town at 0800.

We're gonna have to wait.
Uh, the headcount's off.

No, everyone was accounted for
when we packed up.

Look, I don't know what to tell you.
Uh, someone's missin'.

Who?

I can help.

Oh, she's awake.

Don't worry. You're not the first person
to fall asleep in my shul.

I've been mostly sleeping in cars, lately.

Hard to rest
without a proper roof over your head.

Yeah, well, I'm used to it.

Why are all these dead ones following you?

I was looking for something last night,
and I got separated from my group.

Walkers found me first.

You have a group?

We have to get you back to them.

Do you really think that God led me here?

Come here.

You don't?

- Why would he?
- Why wouldn't he?

Do you answer every question
with a question?

Do I?

In two minutes, you figured out the secret

it took me eight years at yeshiva
to understand.

Maybe there's something you need here.

Maybe you're here
because you're finally going to find it.

Excuse me. Hashem calls.

What happened to all your people?

Uh, same thing that happened
to most people.

I used to talk to my congregation
about a thing called t'chayth hameitim,

that the souls of the dead would rise

and be reunited with their bodies
at the end of this world.

I suppose I got it half right.

Why do you still do that...
if no one's here?

It works for me. And because of tradition.

Tradition is very important,

more now than ever.

Again?

No, no, no. This is the last battery.

It can't go dark.

I'm sorry. I have to go. Right now.
I need to find some batteries.

Wait.

I know where we can get some.

It's Charlie. Does anybody copy?

Charlie, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm... I'm okay.

I'm so sorry this happened.

We thought everyone was accounted for
when we left last night.

It's not your fault, June.
You didn't leave without me. I...

I ran away.

Why would you do that?

I can't keep living the way we have.

I just wanted to find someplace
that we could settle down.

I checked some places last night.

None of them were right,

but now...

now I think I may have found a place
that we could call home.

Where are you, Charlie?

We'll come get you,
bring you back to the convoy.

You need to come see this place
for yourself.

Oh, and bring some car batteries with you.

Where are they coming from?

Must be a gap in the fence somewhere.
I'll find it.

My friends are coming with your batteries.
They can help.

Keeping the flame lit
is a mitzvah unto itself.

I can take care of the fence. Wait inside.
Make yourself at home.

That should do it.

I can't tell you
how much this means to me.

Well, you kept Charlie safe here.
That's the least we could do.

So, this convoy of yours,
how many people are there?

Uh, we're up to 36 now.

The mystics believe that there are
36 righteous people in the world

at any given time.

Maybe I've come across
three of them today.

Well, we do what we can. Um...

We really should be getting back
to the rest of our people.

No.

The rabbi...

I told him that we would stay
and help him fix his fence.

Oh, I...

You've done more than enough already.

You helped me. Let us help you.

- I'll go with her.
- Hmm.

Oh, hey, I got somethin' for ya.
Here. It's tasty.

I'm just checking.

- Oh, I have something for you, too.
- Aw.

Here.

Put it on.

Not for me. For Hashem.

Hashem?

Ah. Yep.

Uh.

- How do I look?
- Goyish.

- Kinda like the pope.
- Oh.

But not bad.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

We should pull the van inside.

We try,
it might bring the whole thing down.

Charlie, I know
you wanna find a place to settle down.

We all do.
But I'm not sure that this is it.

- Why not?
- 'Cause it's not big enough.

There's not a water source for miles.

- The fence isn't strong enough.
- We can fix it.

- Charlie...
- I know it may not be perfect,

but it's better than stopping
in a different place every day.

It's better than going out on a run
and not even knowing

if your home is still gonna
be there when you get back.

I've lived like that before, June.

We both have.
I don't wanna go back to that.

Is that what this is about?

Who we used to be?

Is it really that different?

We're different.

We may have been in a caravan,
but that was...

That went bad.

This won't.

Yeah.

I thought the same thing then.

That tanker truck is unprotected.

This place, I know what you want it to be,
but it just isn't.

We need to get back to the convoy.

- That's not bad.
- Seriously?

I think Dan the Man
might've nicked your taste buds

when he was trimmin' up your face pubes.

Any sign of ol' Swatty?

No, not yet.

He'll be back.

Here's to the road.

I can't remember anything but.

I hear that. Hmm.

Wen and I have been poundin' the pavement
since before munchers started munchin'.

At least you had each other.

How long you been hoofin' it solo?

I don't know. I, uh...

I just sorta lost track of time.

I think I'd have gone off the deep end.
That long, nobody to talk to?

I almost did.

But your gal kept you goin',
the idea of her?

Yeah. And the walkers, too.

Yeah, I remember just watchin' 'em,
you know, when I was sleepin' in cars.

Or whatever, just sorta wanderin' around.

You know, who knows
how far they came from or

where they're goin'?

They're just wanderin', you know.
It's a life on the road forever.

I say to hell with that.

Yeah. I did.

Shit.

What?

Logan's guys. They found us.

Did you make that yourself?

Mogen David's
not so easy to come by any more,

so I started keeping a small vineyard
in the back garden.

Always had a bit of a green thumb.

You said
that God led me here for a reason.

I think you may be right.

Well, you do look better
than when you got here,

and the eternal flame is looking better,
so I think she left us with a win-win.

I wanna live here.

- We all can.
- I don't think that's a good idea.

What?

Why not?

Charlie.

We really need to get going.

You can go, but I'm staying.

No. Charlie.
You should be with your people.

But this place, you're all alone here.

So we could stay and live with you and
help make sure the lamp always stays lit.

I appreciate everything
you've done for me, really.

But I think you should probably...

June, John, you copy?

She's breaking radio silence.

Sarah, what's wrong?

Dick squad tracked us down.

What?

How did they find us?

I got no goddam clue.
Sent everybody else to the rendezvous.

But we gotta get the hell out of here,
and we're gonna need that Swatty pronto.

We're on our way.

The fence.

Get back inside.

I don't understand. Did we do something?
How did they get in here?

They're not here because of you.
They're here because of me.

What are you talking about? Who are they?

My congregation.

When the world started to change,
my congregants came here for help.

We put up fences. We gathered
all the food and water we could.

We managed in here for weeks,
but we started to run low on supplies.

I left to go find some,
and when I came back...

You found them like this?

Sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

You're only here
because you're helping me.

And we ain't done yet.

We go inside, and we'll stay quiet.

They'll go away.

It could take days.

I'm afraid
we're on a tighter timetable than that.

I got an idea.

- You ready?
- Ready.

You say a prayer for us?

- I think it's good.
- Okay.

- Got it.
- Okay.

Good job.

- Slow and steady.
- Okay.

Good job.

We can do this.

- All right, I'm gonna give it a try.
- All right, yep, got you.

All right.

I got you.

Good. Good.

Everybody, stay ahead.
We'll meet up at the rendezvous.

They just want what we got in the tank,
so we'll make sure they don't get it.

Easier said than done, sweetheart.

Who the hell is this?

Ask your co-pilot. He'll tell ya.

Should've taken the shot
when he had the chance.

You know this dick?

I had him, and I, uh...

I let him go.
Thought I was doin' a good thing.

No good deed, right?

How we doin' on the Swatty?

Could really use the assist
right about now.

Workin' on it.

Got it.

- Got it?
- Come on over.

Come on!

John!

You're almost there.

What's wrong? What happened?

We're not gonna make it.

Sarah, it's gonna take longer
than you think.

They might be on their own.

- How'd you know this was gonna happen?
- I didn't.

You knew this wasn't the right place.

If I could explain it...

I suppose you probably would.

It's okay. It's okay.
We can pick them off one by one.

How many bullets do you have?

No, I can't use bullets, not on them.
I'm sorry.

No, Charlie,
I don't think there's enough time,

and I think it's just gonna draw
more of them past.

Charlie, you know how we fix this.

How?

Same as we used to.

No.

I'm not giving this place up.

Charlie, it's okay.

No, it's not okay. It's not okay.

This is where I'll be safe.

I saw that light, and you even said
that God led me here for a reason.

I should never have told you that.

- Why?
- Because I don't believe it.

I don't understand.

I don't believe in God.
I haven't in a long time.

Is it because of what happened to them?

When I left the synagogue,
when I left them...

it wasn't to get supplies like I said.

It was because
I'd already started to lose faith.

I saw what was happening to the world.

I saw what people
were doing to each other.

So, then, why did you go?

How could I lead them if I didn't believe?

I wandered around for weeks on my own,
looking for something to change my mind.

I didn't find it.

So you came back?

They were already dead.

Already locked inside that building.

Whatever happened to them
while I was gone...

it wasn't pleasant.

But that doesn't mean...

It does. I'm alive because I left.
I'm alive because I didn't believe in God.

If that isn't a clear message,
I don't know what is.

So the prayers, the lamp, the...

It's all I have left.

The rhythms of a life
I'm trying to hold on to.

And now, I've put you
and your friends at great risk

because I couldn't even let go of that.
Don't do the same, Charlie.

Don't lose your people

because you can't let go of
what you thought this place could be.

June?

Yeah, Charlie?

You're right.

We can fix this.

Okay.

Do you have anything
that makes a lot of noise?

John, this may not be it...

but some of the others.

Maybe they were.
Maybe we already missed it.

Hey, don't go gettin' all introspective
on me at a time like this.

I'm the one
that's kept us on the move this long.

Thought it was the right thing.

Maybe just every time I settle down...

Yeah, just... just didn't turn out
the way you hoped.

Yeah.

Well, unfortunately,
that just may be the world we live in,

whether we're on the move or stationary.

Current circumstances: exhibit A.

Ah.

Charlie.

I'm sorry it didn't end up being a place
that you could call home.

It's okay.

Hashem calls.

Turd in a toilet bowl.

- What?
- I'm running out of gas.

We're drivin' the tanker. What...

This ain't bottomless mimosas, chief.
Tank's not connected.

Damn!

Shit!

We go down, we go down with the ship.

Even if we end up crispy critters.

Yeah, it's been fun ridin' with ya.

You, too, baby face.

Where the hell are they goin'?

Somethin' scared 'em off.

Good ol' Swatty. Oh!

We're lucky you ran into the rabbi
and not someone else.

I'm sorry.

- If I hadn't run away, then...
- No.

You don't need to apologise.

Think I've just been pushing everyone
too hard.

I keep saying
we're gonna find the right place...

but maybe I'm just holding on to an idea
that isn't out there.

Can I ask you a question?

- Rabbi?
- Um...

What makes you think it's out there?

I don't know.

I just feel it.

Hmm.

That's faith. Don't underestimate it.

I don't know about you, but...

I'm gonna start looking again
for what I need to find...

and I won't stop till I find it.

Well, we got gas.

As much as we need
after a run to the oil fields.

- So we'll keep driving.
- Mm-hmm.

We'll keep helping.

And we'll find the place
we're meant to be.

Yeah, we will.

We haven't yet had the pleasure.
I'm Sarah.

Rabbi Jacob Kessner.

Good to have you with us, Rabbi.

You wouldn't happen to know how far out
we are from Yom Kippur, would ya?

I got a few things to atone for.

You've got some time yet.

You're Jewish?

Rabinowitz.
Card-carrying member of the tribe.

I was about to do the Ma'ariv.
Care to join me?

You ever say kiddush with a saison?

No need.
I make my own wine.

My kind of rabbi.

Come on.

Well, at least we got
Logan's crew off our backs.

For the time bein' anyway. Yeah?

Um... burned through a lot of gas
just to turn and drive away.

I imagine they didn't count on
the cavalry showin' up when it did, yeah?

Maybe. From what I've seen
of Logan so far...

I mean, these guys, they don't...
they don't do anything by accident.

Go for Desert Fox.

Those assholes and their panzer
are as far away from you as possible.

You're all clear.

That's what I like to hear.

We're almost out of gas.

No, we're not.

We're lookin' for oil, not rocks.

Well, Polar Bear always did have
a sense of humour.

Hang on to your hat, Doris.

We're about to buy ourselves
a ticket to the promised land.