The Walking Dead: Dead City

Well, hello.

Hey! Fuck off!

How are ya? How's it goin'?

I've got good news.

Negan's willing to meet.

We're gonna get the kids together for a playdate

and us moms are gonna talk strategy.

I better get the fucking keys to the city

when this is all done. Call me Mayor.

Any sign of the girl yet?

It's so strange to think

that centuries ago,

so long ago, these same weapons

were used for the same purpose.

That's how long we've been at this killing thing, right?

Not that it isn't for a good cause,

'cause we gotta kill people to get the old world back

so we can just keep on killin' people--

-I asked you about the girl. -What?

The girl.

Oh, the girl.

Oh, I'm sure she's fine.

Yeah, she was catching up to that woman and her kid.

That's what I'd be doin'

because those two are just a barrel of laughs.

Relax.

Don't worry about it.

You're already making new friends.

Where is she?

It's- it's not what you think.

She came to me. She- she said

that she'd kill Negan.

But she couldn't get to church 'cause she was...

I don't know, sick or hurt, so we just gave her a lift.

You don't know what you've done.

Well clearly, sh- she didn't pull it off, right?

'Cause she doesn't wanna kill him.

She's confused. It's not...

That's not what it's about.

Well- well, what's it about?

Is she, she like his kid or something?

See the look on your face.

Come on!

This is good!

I knew Negan mattered to her.

And now, thanks to you, I know she matters to him.

So if things go sideways for us, she's our insurance.

You touch her and I swear to God

that'll be the last thing you do.

I'm not saying it needs to go down that way.

I hope it doesn't, truly!

See?

This is fun. It's what I'm talking about.

The fun of the game.

You know what else, on top of everything?

I learned something new about you.

Behind all this gruff cowboy act,

you're a softie.

I learned something about you too.

Yeah.

They're asking for you upstairs.

The show is about to start.

You don't have to stick around

if you don't have the stomach for it.

Like I said, I have nowhere to go.

I'm with you all the way.

Although...

I guess I could be here more in spirit, per se.

Open, or...?

I'll just...

I was hoping we'd get to meet.

You're everything I was expecting and more,

I'm sure.

-Where's my son? -Oh, he's here!

Of his own volition.

You must be famished.

Aren't you supposed to be dead?

There was a body.

Oh! So you've been to my humble pied-à-terre .

Yes, that was one of the already dead.

I let her burn until she got nice and crispy.

There's that more I was waiting for.

Give it.

I don't want to have to punish you.

Or anyone else.

Up, up, up, up, careful.

Careful! Careful.

Down, down.

Easy. Nicely.

Fingers! Watch your fingers.

Gentle!

Good. Well done.

I figured you could use a new piece, you know,

to help pull the room together,

seeing as how that old one's been there

for 150 years.

Call it a housewarming gift.

It looks used.

Ah, it was-- by the Spanish. 13th century.

Um, where is your buddy, by the way?

Oh, The Croat? He, uh...

is taking a leave of absence.

Some shit like that.

Oh!

I got something for you too.

A little... welcome gift.

See, I know we have a little talking to do.

We gotta plot our next moves, right?

We both know that New Babylon isn't done with us yet.

So please, step up, help yourselves.

Something's off.

Don't wanna strategize on an empty stomach.

You know, actually...

we ate before we came.

I don't think we should waste any more time.

You got somewhere to be?

No! No, no. It's just what you said.

New Babylon is just starting.

Who's to say they're not here, right now, on this island?

Rather than food,

let's just dive into our thoughts.

-I've got so many. -Oh, I have no doubt.

But see, the thing is,

so much work was put into this big, beautiful feast

that I'd hate to have it go to waste.

I'd feel like such a bad host.

Go ahead. You eat. We'll wait.

You think I put something in the food.

Course not.

Your loss.

We good?

We're good.

No, no, no, get back!

Everyone back!

I know you think I'm using your son.

You're right. I am.

The old world was rigged,

designed to break us and rip us apart.

But Hershel never knew that world,

which is why he can dream up something

that you and I never could.

We'll of course need someone to protect that new world.

I'd hoped that person could be Negan.

But thoughts can be deceiving.

Hershel told me what you were capable of.

But the fact that you're here now,

you still haven't given up.

I'm only sorry

it took me so long to see it.

So that is what all of this is about.

You want me to come at Negan.

Huh.

I would've thought that we would have this in common,

wanting Negan dead.

But I understand.

When Negan is up, you feel the need to knock him down.

And when he's down, you have to prop him back up.

You're stuck in a loop.

You can't let it go. You can't let him go.

And how could you?

He murdered your husband.

Violently. Gleefully.

After losing so many people who meant so much to you--

your mother,

your father...

your sister...

and now your son.

He needed you.

But how could you be there for him

when you couldn't be there for yourself?

It's okay, Maggie. You can still get him back.

Negan is still out there,

widowing wives and orphaning children.

Only you can stop him.

Only you can kill him.

Don't do it for me. Do it for you.

Do it for Hershel.

No!

Statue!

Go!

-Come on! -Let's go!

Mom?

I didn't-- I didn't know she'd hit your head like that.

I'm sorry.