All language subtitles for The.Walking.Dead.S02E04.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Fever's gone down.

Baby?

Cafl?

Sophia?

Is she okay?

Fine.

- She's fine.
- Lori: 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.

Patricia:
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.

Meaning.

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.

This is perfect. We can finally
get this thing organized.

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...

Rick: 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.

Shane: 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,

iessincfined 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.

Hey, hey.

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.

Don't worry,
I'll be back before dark.

Hey.

We got a base.

We can get this search
properly organized now.

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.

Glenn: How long do you think
it's been down there?

Andrea:
Long enough to grow gills.

Lori: We can't leave it in there.
God knows what it's doing to the water.

Shane: 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.
The 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.

Maggie:
Little lower. Little more.

- Get it! Get it!
- Grab it!

Grab it!

Get me out of here!

Get it off. Get off.

Get off! Get me out!

Hang on, Glenn!

Glenn: Get off me!

This is bad. Oh, my god.

Guys, get me out!

Come on, you guys.
Get me out of here!

Oh, god. Oh, my god. Oh, my god!

Get me out of here!

- Pull!
- Pull! Pull!

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

Get me up. Get me up.

Come on, guys.

- Glenn!
- Pull him up!

Oh, my god! Oh, my god!

Pull me up! Pull me up!

Get me out of here!

Are you okay?

Back to the drawing board.

Says you.

Sophia!

Sophia!

- T-dog: Come on, guys, pull.
- Shane: Come on, y'all.

T-dog: Almost there.
Come on, pull, guys.

Come on.

Come on, y'all. Together.

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

Shane: Come on, pull.
Watch out, dog.

Nice and easy.
Just a little more.

Come on, almost there.

You've got to pull it, guys.

It's stuck! Come on.

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 noticed 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 file 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.

They say in 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?

Uh... um...

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
confidentguy.

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

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

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.

Wow.

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.

- 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.

Hey.

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.