Fear the Walking Dead

Everything's gonna be fine.

I will find a way to get to you.

Victor, why did you give her the starter?

Remember who you are in there.

I needed to curry favor with her.

We can do more damage from the inside.

Morgan: Morgan Jones is dead.

And you are dealing with somebody else now.

[Walkers growling, pounding on door]

I'm not one to give second chances.

Seems Virginia is.

Who am I to argue with her?

You're all here because you deserve to be in a grave.

So think of this as your final chance to dig your way out.

You're just gonna have to shovel past

a whole lot of corpses to do it.

I can't do this.

No. No. Please.

I can't.

It's not an option, son.

Why is she making us do this?

What's in there?

Well, there's only one way to find out.

Aim between the eyes.

Whatever you do, don't get too close to them.

Forward.

Forward.

Spears.

Door.

What the hell?

Raise it.

It's stuck!

Hold it back. Drop the door.

Have to push it back.

Don't just stand there.

Drop it.

The door... drop the door.

I can't.

Help.

Please.

Jeb: Help. She's stuck. Get her off.

Kill me.

[Jeb screaming, walkers growling]

Ugh.

Ugh.

Ugh, that's the last of it. Ugh.

Come on. We better get back to the Lanes before sundown.

You wanna jump the fence?

Ha.

See how the other half lives?

Ha. And give up all this?

Is there a problem?

Wind's blowing towards the canteen.

I wanna enjoy my lunch today.

Move it now.

You serious?

Marcus, come on.

Oh, my... What? Come on.

You're disobeying the direct order from a ranger?

It's your shit. Excuse me?

I said it's your shit.

If you don't like it,

come out of that tank and move it yourself.

Think I'm afraid of you?

You wouldn't even have that if it wasn't for me.

Aw, come on. Stop messing with them.

If you're so important,

how come you're the one carrying a bucket of shit?

I'm not.

Marcus.

Okay, hey.

Dakota: Stop.

Leave them alone.

Dakota, get away from the fence.

What the hell is going on here?

Alright, we'll just let Virginia settle this, then.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

He deserved it.

Let's hope it's part of some master plan

to get us into Lawton.

I always thought we'd enter Lawton

under more auspicious circumstances.

Hey, thanks.

Don't mention it.

Marcus is just an asshole.

Makes it a little bit funnier, I guess.

I'm Alicia. Dakota.

Strand. Dakota: I-I know who you are.

Well, I should get going.

Alicia: Thanks again for the help.

Send a contingent of rangers to the western territories.

He's gotta be out there somewhere.

Hill: Copy. You ready for them?

Send them in.

Daniel, I didn't know you were here.

Have a seat.

Hope you don't mind.

Wasn't expecting this visit.

Looks like you two

could use some time in the chair yourselves.

Daniel, are you okay?

Have I cut your hair before, miss?

What'd you do to him? We didn't do anything.

Daniel.

I don't want any trouble.

Memory's like a card catalog

but the cards are all mixed up.

He was just hell bent on getting that darn cat of his.

Things got ugly 'cause he wouldn't stand down

when it didn't go his way.

Everybody's gotta contribute, so just be grateful.

He still knows how to give a decent haircut,

or he'd be cadaver-chum right now.

So is this the fate that awaits us?

Well, I must admit

I did have higher hopes for you

than cleaning out the latrines.

You assigned us to that job.

Everyone's gotta start somewhere.

But then, Victor,

you assaulted a ranger in broad daylight.

That cannot go unpunished.

So where are you sending us?

Somewhere that better suits your natural talents.

Hill will drive you there this afternoon.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

...I've got some pressing matters to attend to.

Oh, and, Victor,

you already squandered one opportunity.

Don't waste this one.

I'll be right back.

What was that about?

I don't know.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

I don't know who you are.

I don't know who you think I am.

I don't know who you've lost,

but it's weighing down on you.

It's Saint Christopher's medallion.

I found it on one of the dead.

My wife used to wear one of these.

It helps people to bear heavy burdens.

You take it.

You need it more than I do.

Do you really think he doesn't remember us?

I've never seen that man flinch before,

and I shot him in the face.

I gave her this.

She would've gotten her hands on the starter eventually.