The Walking Dead: Dead City

Go on and give it a shot.

Bingo.

I'm just warmin' up, though.

Just, just gettin' it hot. Just gettin' it spicy.

More to come.

Five minutes, honey.

Yeah, I'm almost done.

Luis said he's gonna quiz me on this at the party.

Thanks for usin' a drop cloth this time

instead of the tablecloth.

Come here.

Hi.

I brought you a little somethin'.

The last bag of French roast from Bruegel's stash.

I'm not sure if my wife's gonna be happier to see me or this.

If she even recognizes you.

I appreciate it.

I really wish you weren't leavin'.

'Cause you're gonna miss me so much?

-I don't like it. -I get it.

You're worried you're gonna lose this place.

You and Renata really got something here.

It's made you different.

Between us gettin' captured and almost gettin' killed,

I used to wonder what you were like before all this.

Now I have some idea.

I'ma keep my mouth shut about what you got here, Maggie.

-You can trust me. -I do...

And I don't.

Anybody on the road asks me where I got this bag

full of beans, I'ma tell 'em the truth.

Boston.

Look, I know it's your job to protect this place, but,

even if I did tell anyone,

you'd see us rollin' in from literally a mile away.

Luis, por favor...

Red light, everyone, red light. You know what to do.

Away from the windows. Andale.

-I'll head up. -Right behind you.

Renata and Maggie are at it again.

Looks like a couple of your friends from New Babaloo.

Haven't seen survivors in weeks.

I wonder what the hell they're doin' up here.

You see anything?

No.

The Dama needs food.

We need food first!

No, no, no, she needs it first.

I haven't eaten in two days--

They're tryin' to help someone.

We feed her. She feeds us.

The Dama feeds our minds, our souls.

Because we never signed any notarized treaty

to join their community.

Hey, hey.

I am asking him right now. Stop.

Titicaca wants to know when the sweet jams can return.

How many times I gotta ask you to stop pretendin'

like you can talk to those toothless freaks?

How many times do I gotta tell you I can

decipher multiple phrases? Desires.

Negan, are you there?

Okay.

Deal's a deal: stop light goes on, so does the walkie.

See, I am a good little boy.

You got eyeballs on these guys?

It sounds like they're over by you.

Limpy McGee and Trotter? Yeah. What are they sayin'?

They're lookin' for food for the Dama.

Shit, the Dama eats? I thought she just sucked blood.

This is what we've been waitin' for.

Don't tell me that you're drunk.

No such thing. Let's go get her.

Okay.

Who is the Dama?

She is a big dick who's about to get hers.

I gotta tell ya, man,

I never thought we were gonna get rid of ya.

Actually wantin' to be with my family?

-I know it's a foreign concept. -Ouch. Well, that stings.

See? I'll tell you why.

'Cause the sad truth is, Annie and Joshua?

They are better off without me.

The happy truth is: I'm better off without them.

Livin' in a bar that smells like rotting flesh.

Okay.

Dama's Broadway babies!

Who feeds us more than merely bread?

And fills our soul and fills our head?

Who kindles dreams o'er the day?

Whose shining brilliance guides the way?

Who sees the future like Nostradama?

Who indeed, but our fair Dama?

Well, Holy Jesus,

I have taken more poetic shits than that.

We're not here to hurt you.

That, though?

I mean, I'm not much of a painting guy,

but those are some sweet-ass boobies.

These are the two hilltops of kinship.

Together, they form the foundation of civilized--

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Those are boobies.

Have you ever seen an honest to God--

- Are you done? - Well, no.

I mean, look, those are some hot alien boobies.

We saw you scavenging. We brought food.

We have more food at home than you could eat.

We have a doctor, too. He can set you right.

I'm headin' back to New Babylon tomorrow.

If you'd rather come home, there's room on my boat.

Sounds amazing.

A bunch of strangers who wanna help us

and who don't want anything from us?

We just want you to tell us where the Dama is.

- That's all you have to do. - I saved these men.

They were injured.

Not just their bodies, their minds.

They couldn't dream. I fixed them.

But the first thing that you dream is

not to let anyone stop you from dreaming.

You stopped Hershel. But you didn't stop me.

And you can't stop them.

Oh, yeah. I mean, however are we gonna stop them?

Leave now. You'll live.

But your dreams will die.

- Damn it. - You are gonna get

these boys killed!

"Once more unto the breach,

"dear friends, once more;

or close them all up with our English dead."

- Go now! Please! - "In peace..."

Drop your weapons.

"There's nothing so becomes a man

as modest stillness and humility."

Please just turn around.

- All of you. - "But, when

the blast of war..."

-God damn it! -Drop your weapons!

"Stiffen the sinews..."

"Summon up the blood..."

God, that was stupid!

Go.

Go!

Fight!

Fight, you coward!

There.

- It's over, Dama. - The end is

never really the end.

Look out!

Son of a bitch.

There she goes. Get up! Hurry!

No!

You selfish swine!

Your son...

was gonna shape the future of this city.

But you couldn't let that happen.

You had to lure him away.

I will see Hershel again, and when I do,

he will understand the error of his ways.

Sure.

Keep talkin'... Please.

You don't need to kill her.

Oh, no.

She absolutely needs to die.

No!

Where's The Croat?

He obviously built these for you.

Where is he?

Dead.

Th--and where did you get these tanks?

Eat.

Not in here.

I can't be in here.

Why haven't you killed me yet?

Maggie...

I... I... I might have...

...underestimated you.

Maybe you are where Hershel gets his spark.

I wanna help, Maggie.

I want this city to be restored.

It's all I've ever wanted. This hospital was a

great start, but you need to think bigger.

Enough of these tanks, you can power this whole island.

We just need to talk about it more.

So I can paint pictures for you?

So I can kill for you?

I had a vision. I have knowledge.

Central Park used to be farmland.

These lofts, factories...

There's an entire civilization just waiting to be unleashed.

There is.

Maggie!

Maggie!

- I don't think I'm ready yet. - You are.

Remember: one breath, one motion.

Hey!

Somebody get me a goddamn needle, I'll do it myself!

It's just skin. His is obviously very thin.

So glad I get to be, like, your practice dummy here.