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Hands up! Move away from the radio.
No harm's been done.
You're under arrest.
Unauthorized use of government property.
Previously, on "The Walking Dead"...
Let them go. You'll have to pay
for what you've done, one way or another.
Is this place really as good as it seems?
Better. If I wanted to get help
for people, I could do that here?
As long as you follow the rules.
No, we're missing something.
Maybe they went out the back.
I can track 'em.
Hold on.
Told ya.
Wait.
Take a minute, then we're almost there.
About three miles out.
You can't be serious.
Daryl just told us to go home.
I didn't hear that.
Well, I think he was being subtle.
He said they were armed with lookouts.
And Daryl knows I would never turn back.
How're you gonna keep going, Maggie, huh?
With what army?
Come on, Gabe, back me up here.
Our people are about to starve.
I'm not going back to my family having failed.
Oh, Jesus.
At least admit what you're asking of us...
walking to our deaths for what, a sack of beans?
If you're more interested in saving yourself
than protecting the people back home,
you can go.
We don't need you.
We both know that's not true.
Alright, tell you what.
You make me a promise...
in front of the goddamn preacher...
and I will stick around.
Promise you what?
I do this for you,
and we're even, we are good.
I don't have to keep looking over my shoulder.
We will never be even.
Then you are gonna be down a soldier
that you desperately need.
Your call.
You'd take a promise from me?
Really?
Yeah. Who wouldn't?
I'm assuming you are a woman of your word.
I've always been a man of mine.
What is it?
It's his sister's best friend.
Teresa.
She was just a kid.
We have to get them.
All of them.
Hey.
Y'all know Blackbeard, too?
Wait.
Think we can find more?
You're doing great.
I'm doing okay, not great.
The timeline since this was last
an essential activity in your daily routine
and the necessity for it
should be factors in your self-judgment.
The military does this for us.
It's been so long since I've had to.
It's not like riding a bicycle, turns out.
You do forget.
That's the good ol' cerebellum
protecting you from unpleasant memories.
I remember the good stuff.
Stephanie, I-I have to ask.
You've known Hornsby a long time?
Pretty long, why?
Is he capable of taking care of our...
transgressions?
In other words,
will all this labor truly lead to our freedom?
If he says it will, it will.
Lance has his own way of doing things.
But you can trust him.
You'll see.
Whoa. Let me take over.
I got this. I can help, it's fine.
No, it's not! It will be.
Ezekiel!
What?
I love you, but you got to give me space, man.
Can you just clear these?
God!
Think I got the last of them.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Fine.
Sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you.
It's just so cramped in there.
Nah, it's cool.
Ezekiel, what can I do?
It's... It's dusty.
I'm sure that's it.
Mm-hmm.
Y'all need help clearing your area?
Steph, how much longer we got to do this?
It's been days.
Uh, a couple more, I guess.
He won't make it a few more days.
I'm fine.
No, you need to see a doctor.
I'm not gonna leave you alone to work out here.
Don't be stupid!
Yeah, I said it.
They got real hospitals and shit here.
Can you make that happen?
Uh, yeah, I'll talk to Mr. Hornsby right now.
Thank you. We are much obliged.
If this becomes another debt we have to work off...
Never been afraid of hard work.
Kinda anti friends who die from stubbornness.
Mercer, this is way too close to
where the nasties are working.
The smell is... revolting.
Who the hell was that?
Our recruiters were incredibly impressed with you.
Were they?
I-I thought maybe they found me difficult.
Well, we expect a person with your pedigree
to have high standards.
We certainly do at State.
Well, Ms. Milton has great affection
for her fellow Harvard grads.
Should be no trouble finding a position for you.
I'm happy to work to pay for the aid for my community,
but I'm not staying here permanently.
I just want to make that clear.
After you meet Ms. Milton, you might reconsider.
I'd rather see my friends.
Actually, can somebody take me to where
they're working, please?
They broke the law.
Mr. Hornsby has arranged for their release
with a fine that they're repaying.
What?
Yeah, I believe they're clearing buildings
for future development.
Clearing them of what, exactly?
The dead.
Okay, so they're assigned to clear walkers
for days, weeks?
Months, maybe?
And I'm expected to provide legal services to...
Ms. Milton and her cabinet.
Right.
Then I'd like to speak with her.
Right away, please.
Well, that would be difficult.
Why is that exactly?
It's just Mr. Hornsby's expectations
of the timing were a little different.
Is he your supervisor?
No.
Then I'd like to speak to her right away.
Please.
Come on, boy.
You need any help in there?
No.
You want one?
Sure.
Here you go.
Thanks.
Here they come!
Open up!
On it, on it!
Sounds like patrol has come home.
Yo, let them in. Yep.
Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord,
even so saith the Spirit, for they rest from their labors.
We say, "The Lord be with you and thy Spirit."
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.
If your sister's out there, we'll find her.
And every last one of these murderers.
All of them.
But the one... he's mine.
There are scouts everywhere.
I'll be careful.
If you get a chance to kill one of them,
if he's alone and you have the advantage...
I will.
You ready?
I'm not cutting up anyone I know.
You're gonna have to find me four strangers.
Only need three.
I kept my mask for practical and sentimental reasons.
This is not fun.
Well, not with that attitude.
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