A New Day (Video Game)/Transcript

The following is a transcript of Episode 1: A New Day of Telltale Games' The Walking Dead.

Police Car
A police officer is driving a police car down the road in the daytime. He adjusts the rearview mirror in his car to look at the passenger, Lee, who is handcuffed in the backseat.

Policeman: Well, I reckon you didn't do it, then.

Why do you say that?=

Lee: Why do you say that?


 * -|You know what they say about reckoning.=

Lee: You know what they say about reckoning.

Policeman: Ha, I don't, but I reckon it's a lot like assumin'.

Lee: Yeah, something like that.


 * -|Does it really matter?=

Lee: Does it really matter?

Policeman: Nah, not much.



Policeman: Hmm. Nope, definitely not.

Policeman: Y'know, I've driven a buncha fellas down to this prison. Lord knows how many. Usually is 'bout now I get the "I didn't do it."

And what do you say?=

Lee: And what do you say?

Policeman: I say, "Yep, I know ya didn't."


 * -|Not from me.=

Lee: Not from me.

Policeman: 'Cause guys in your position already said it enough?


 * -|Every time?=

Lee: Every time?

Policeman: EVERY time.



Policeman: Hmmm, but you don't talk too much, do ya?

Police Radio: We've got what looks like a 10-91E near Peachtree Exit. All cars asked to keep on the lookout for a 91V in the area.

Lee looks at the rearview mirror.

Policeman: I followed your case a little bit, you being a Macon boy and all.

You're from Macon then.=

Lee: You're from Macon then.

Policeman: Yep. Came up to Atlanta to be a city cop in the seventies. Always wanted to work a murder case, like that senatorial mess you got yourself mixed up in, with all due respect. A real shame, that is.

Lee looks out the window as another police car speeds past in the opposite direction with its sirens on.

Policeman: Hell, the whole family used to be regulars at your folks' drugstore right in downtown. Still there?

Lee: Sure is.

Policeman: Good.


 * -|So you've got an opinion.=

Lee: You've got an opinion then?

Policeman: Wouldn't say that. I go in for that innocent 'til proven guilty thing.

Lee looks out the window as another police car speeds past in the opposite direction with its sirens on.

Policeman: Even considering who they say you killed.


 * -|What'd you think?=

Lee: What do you think?

Policeman: (shrugs) I'm just glad I chose law and not order. A big, messy trial like that.

Lee looks out the window as another police car speeds past in the opposite direction with its sirens on.

Policeman: Even if you was innocent, a lot of what happened can't ever be undone.



Policeman: (shrugs) It's not every day a fella from Bibb County goes off and kills a state senator, that's for sure.

Lee looks out the window as another police car speeds past in the opposite direction with its sirens on.

Police Radio: Be advised of medical personnel on route to Hartsfield, various 10's and 20's coming in.

Optional interactions=

Policeman: I got a nephew up at UGA, you teach there long?

Lee: Going on my sixth year.

Policeman: You meet your wife in Athens?

Lee looks distressed and turns his face away, looking out the window.

Policeman: You wanna know how I see it?

Several more police cars pass by with their sirens on, along with a SWAT truck, all of them driving in the opposite direction.

Sure.=

Lee: Sure.


 * -|Not really.=

Lee: Not really.

He picked up on that.

Policeman: Well too bad, it's my car. You might have the right to remain silent, but it don't mean I gotta be.


 * -|I got much choice?=

Lee: I got much choice?

He picked up on that.

Policeman: Sure don't.



Lee says nothing.

The policeman opens his mouth, about to speak, but notices Lee glaring at him and stays silent for a few moments.

Policeman: Regardless, could be you just married the wrong woman.

Could be I did.=

Lee opens his mouth to speak, but decides not to, grunting dismissively.


 * -|Or she married the wrong guy.=

Lee opens his mouth to speak, but decides not to, grunting dismissively.


 * -|Fuck you.=

Lee opens his mouth to speak, but decides not to, grunting dismissively.



Lee opens his mouth to speak, but decides not to, grunting dismissively.

Police Radio: Riot in progress. All officers available for incoming 217's. Rolling calls and dispatches to all locations.

A helicopter, two SWAT trucks, and several police cars pass by.

Policeman: I'm driving this man once, h--he was the worst one. He wouldn't stop going on about how he didn't do it. He was an older fella. Big, soft eyes behind a pair of smart folk glasses, and he's just wailing back there, says it wasn't him. Crying and snotting all over, right where you're sitting.

Police Radio: All officers are available for incoming 21--

The policeman turns off the radio.

Policeman: Then before long he starts kicking the back of the seat, li--like a fussy baby on an airplane. And I tell him he's gotta stop, that's government property, and I'll be forced to zap him otherwise. So he stops, and having exhausted all his options, he starts crying out for his Mama. "Mama, it's all a big mistake! It wasn't me!"

Man.=

Lee: Man.

Policeman: Man?! Not even close!


 * -|Maybe he was innocent.=

Lee: Maybe he was innocent.

Policeman: Innocent?


 * -|So, did he do it?=

Lee: So did he do it?



Policeman: Well, blabbermouth, let me tell you something.

Policeman: They caught the fucker red-handed! Stabbin' his wife, cutting her up as the boys came through the door! He sits in my car screaming bloody murder that it wasn't him! I think he actually believed it himself. It goes to show, people will up and go mad when they believe their life is over. Oh, I got another good one for ya. This one's a little bit less depressing and a bit more hilarious if I do say so.

The policeman turns as he is talking, looking away from the road as a zombie wanders right in front of the car.

WATCH OUT!=

Lee: Watch out!


 * -|OH SHIT!=

Lee: Oh, shit!


 * -|IN THE ROAD!=

Lee: In the road!


 * -|FUCKING DRIVE!=

Lee: Fucking drive!



Lee says nothing.

Policeman: This other time--

The car crashes into the person on the road, veering out of control, through the guard rail, and off the edge of the cliff. Half-conscious, the man sees zombies moving outside the car and hears screams and growls before passing out.

Forest
Lee wakes up some time later.

Lee: Ugh... Oww...shit.

Lee tries to take off his handcuffs but is unable to.

Lee: Thirsty... Ahh! Fuck, my leg.

Lee looks at the large, bloody cut on his upper leg. He looks out the back window and sees the officer lying facedown on the ground with blood smeared behind him. Lee turns to the side window and grunts as he continually kicks it until it falls out of the car.

Optional interactions=

Lee climbs out of the window, landing painfully on the ground. He stands up and walks around the edge of the car, reaching the area where the officer is.

Optional interactions=

Lee approaches the officer and takes the keys. He tries to unlock his handcuffs but drops the keys.

Lee: Shit.

Lee leans down to pick up the keys that have fallen next to the officer's face. He unlocks his handcuffs and rubs his wrists. The officer starts groaning faintly.

Lee: Uh, officer...?

Lee falls backward as the officer growls and tries to grab him.

Lee: Ahh! Holy shit!

Optional interactions=

Lee scoots backward as the officer crawls toward him.

Lee: Get away from me!

Lee picks up the shotgun next to him and tries to load it with the shotgun shell, but drops it.

Lee: SHIT!

Lee picks up the shell and loads the gun, pointing it at the officer.

Lee: Don't make me do this...

Lee shoots the officer in the head and throws the shotgun to the ground.

Lee: Man.

Clementine, stands in the distance and Lee calls out to her.

Lee: HELP! Go get someone! There--there's been a shooting!

Clementine runs away. Groaning, slow-moving zombies emerge from the forest. Lee tries to run, but trips over the officer's body and falls. He gets up and limps away as he is chased. He climbs over a fence to escape, crawling backwards as the zombies pound on the fence. Shots are fired in the distance, and the zombies leave to chase the sound.

Neighborhood
Lee gets up and looks around, noticing he is in the backyard of a house in a small neighborhood.

Lee: Hello? Anybody?

Lee's idle comments=

Lee: HELP!

Lee: Somebody? YELL IF YOU CAN HEAR ME!

Optional interactions=

Lee knocks on the sliding glass door.

Lee: Hello? Anybody home? I need a little help.

Lee opens the door.

Lee: Coming in. Don't shoot, okay?

Lee enters the house and closes the door behind him, then grabs his leg in pain.

Lee: Ahh, shit. Hello? I'm not an intruder...or one of THEM.

Lee notices that the furniture in the living room is knocked over and there are bloodstains on the floor and wall of the kitchen.

Lee: These people might need more help than I do.

Optional interactions=

TBC

Lee enters the kitchen, opens the drawer near the fridge, and takes the radio. The answering machine beeps until Lee turns it on.

Automated Voice: Three new messages. Message one. Left at five-forty-three p.m.

Diana: Hey, Sandra, this is Diana. We're still in Savannah. Ed had a little "incident" with some crazy guy near the the hotel, so we had to get him back to the ER and have it checked out. Anyway, he's not feeling well enough to drive back tonight, so we're staying an extra day. Thanks so much for looking after Clementine, and I promise we'll be back in time before your spring break! (chuckles)

Automated Voice: Message two. Left at eleven-nineteen p.m.

Diana: (panicked) Oh, my God, finally! I don't know if you tried to reach us; all the calls are getting dropped. They're not letting us leave and aren't telling us anything about Atlanta. Please, please, just leave the city and take Clementine with you back to Marietta. I've got to get back to the hospital. Please let me know that you're safe.

Automated Voice: Message three. Left at six-fifty-one a.m.

Diana: (tearfully) Clementine? Baby, if you can hear this, call the police. That's 9-1-1. We love you...we love you...we love y--

The machine beeps after the last message. Lee picks up and looks at a picture near the phone, which shows Clementine and her parents. Then his walkie-talkie activates.

Clementine: Daddy?

Lee: Huh?

Lee takes out his walkie-talkie and walks over to the glass door.

Lee: Hello?

Clementine: You need to be quiet.

I'm not a monster.=

Lee: I'm not a monster.

Clementine: Good.


 * -|Who is this?=

Lee: Who is this?

Clementine: I'm Clementine. This is my house.

Lee: Hi, Clementine. I'm Lee.

Clementine: You're not my daddy.

Lee: No, I'm not.


 * -|Are you ok?=

Lee: Are you okay?

Clementine: I'm okay. They tried to get me. But I'm hiding until my parents come home.



Clementine: Hello? Did they get you?

Lee: I'm sorry. I'm here.

She wonders why you're not talking.

Lee has the opportunity to choose one of the other responses. He can also choose silence again.

Lee walks into the living room.

What's your name?=

This option is not available if he asked "Who is this?"

Lee: What's your name?

Clementine: I'm Clementine. This is my house.

Lee: Hi, Clementine. I'm Lee.


 * -|Where are your parents?=

Lee: Where are your parents?

Clementine: They took a trip and left me with Sandra. They're in Savannah, I think. Where the boats are.


 * -|How old are you?=

Lee: How old are you?

Clementine: Eight.

Lee: And you're all alone?

Clementine: Yes. I don't know where anybody is. How old are you?

Lee: I'm, uhh...37.

Clementine: Okay.



TBC

Lee enters the kitchen, avoiding the puddle of blood, and stands over by the window.

Are you safe?=

Lee: Are you safe?

Clementine: I'm outside in my treehouse. They can't get in.

Lee: That's smart.

Clementine: See?

Clementine opens the door to her treehouse.

Clementine: Can you see me? I can see you through the window.


 * -|Where are you?=

Lee: Where are you?

Clementine: I'm outside in my treehouse. They can't get in.

Lee: That's smart.

Clementine: See?

Clementine opens the door to her treehouse.

Clementine: Can you see me? I can see you through the window.



Clementine opens the door to her treehouse.

Clementine waves at Lee and he waves back.

Clementine: AHHHH!

Clementine jumps back into the treehouse and closes the door. Lee turns around and sees a zombified Sandra behind him. She growls and tries to attack him, but he pushes her to the ground. As he tries to run away, he slips on the puddle of blood and hits his head on the counter. His vision is blurry, but he can vaguely see Sandra crawling toward him and he kicks her away.

Lee: AHH!

Lee gets up and tries to run, but Sandra grabs his leg and trips him. He punches her away as she attacks again. Clementine runs up to the glass door and opens it, holding a hammer. Sandra attacks again and Lee pushes her away, continually kicking her in the head and crawling backwards.

Clementine: Here...

Once Lee reaches Clementine, he takes the hammer from her shaking hands and whacks Sandra with it. He continues to smash her in the face until she stops moving.

Lee: Man... Hi there.

Clementine takes a step backward as Sandra's blood oozes across the floor.

Clementine: Did you kill it?

Yes.=

Lee: Yes.

Clementine: It's okay. I think she was a monster.

Lee: I think so too.


 * -|I don't know. I think so.=

Lee: I don't know. I think so.

Clementine will remember that.

Clementine: Sometimes they come back.

Lee: Have you killed one?

Clementine: No. But they get shot a lot.


 * -|Something else did.=

Lee: I think something else did. Before me, I think.

Clementine will remember that.

Clementine: I heard her scream two nights ago. Maybe one of the monsters got her.

Lee: Two nights ago? Yeah, that's probably what happened.



Clementine looks quizzically at Lee.

Clementine seems afraid.

Lee kneels to be at Clementine's eye-level.

Lee: You've been all by yourself through this?

Clementine: Yeah. I want my parents to come home now.

Lee: I think that might be a little while, you know?

Clementine: Oh.

Clementine looks down sadly and Lee moves closer.

Lee: Look, I don't know what happened. But I'll look after you until then.

Clementine nods.

Clementine: What should we do now?

Look for help, before it gets dark.=

Lee: We need to find help before it gets dark.

You chose the safety of daylight.

Clementine: Yeah, it's not safe at night.

Lee gets up and holds Clementine's hand.

Lee: Let's go. Stay close to me.

They leave the house and Clementine closes the door behind them. She goes ahead of Lee and he follows her. Lee approaches the gate and notices two men in the street trying to push a car.

Chet: Maaan... I ain't never getting home to Mama at this rate.

Shawn: This sucks.

Chet: It's hot dish night.

Lee is about to open the gate, but turns and kneels in front of Clementine, who looks conflicted.

Lee: What's the matter?

Clementine: Should I stay?

Lee: What?

Clementine: I don't want to sleep in the treehouse tonight, but I don't know if I should leave. What if my parents come home?

Lee gets up and Clementine opens the gate. They approach the two men.

Lee: Hey, man!

The men turn around, startled.

Shawn: HOLY SHIT!

Chet: DON'T EAT US!

Lee: We're not gonna hurt you.

Shawn: Phew, thought for a second you and the little one were BOTH gonna give us the chomp.

Shawn: I'm Shawn, Shawn Greene.

Lee: Lee. This is Clementine.

Chet kneels down and waves at Clementine.

Chet: I'm Chet.

Clementine smiles at him and Chet gets up.

Shawn: We shouldn't be out in the open like this. How about you help us clear the way and we'll take you and your daughter out of here, and down to my family's farm. It should be safer there.

Lee: I'm not her dad. I'm...

Shawn: Let's get going. Staying put for too long is a mistake.

Lee nods and turns to Clementine.

Lee: What do you want to do?

Clementine: I...

Clementine looks at her house, then back at Lee. Zombies start growling in the background.

Chet: Them monsters comin'! WE GOTTA GO!

Shawn starts trying to push the car.

Shawn: Lee, quick! Let's go!

Lee and Shawn push the car, and Clementine joins in helping them a few moments later. Chet crouches behind the truck, hiding from the approaching zombies. Once the car is out of the way, Shawn gets into the driver's seat of the truck.

Lee: Get in!

Chet jumps in the truckbed, Lee gets in the other front seat, and Clementine sits in the middle looking out the back window. They drive away from the ensuing herd.


 * -|Get out of here once the sun goes down.=

Lee: We need to get out of this neighborhood; it's not safe. We're less likely to be seen if we move at night.

Clementine: My parents might come home.

Lee gets up.

Lee: We won't go far. We'll try to find shelter and come back here with others.

Clementine: That sounds good. We can hide in my treehouse until then.

Lee: It'll be a tough climb with this leg, but that's a good idea.

Lee holds Clementine's hand.

Lee: Let's go. Stay close to me.

Once it becomes nighttime, Lee and Clementine leave the treehouse. Lee kneels down to face her.

Lee: Now let's stay quiet; we'll head out to the front yard and follow the road out of the neighborhood.

Clementine: Okay.

Lee gets up.

Lee: It'll be okay. Stay near me and we'll move as fast as we can.

Lee opens the gate and he and Clementine walk out. A shot is fired, but doesn't hit them. They take cover behind a nearby car.

Andre: I found the bastard!

Clementine: (fearfully) Are we going to die?

Lee peeks out from behind the car and notices a police car nearby.

Andre: Stay down! Georgia State Patrol!

Shawn: Dude, he won't listen to that!

The police officer and Shawn approach, the officer still pointing his gun at Lee and Clementine. He lowers his gun when he realizes that they're not zombies.

Andre: Oh shit! You're not one of those things!

Lee: Neither of us are.

Lee and Clementine put their hands down.

Andre: Oh, damn, you've got a little girl.

Clementine hides behind Lee.

Shawn: We're sorry about that. Well, Andre's sorry about that.

Andre: It's Officer Mitchell.

Shawn glares at Andre and he shrugs. They approach Lee and Clementine.

Shawn: My name's Shawn, Shawn Greene. This is Andre--

Andre: Officer Mitchell.

Shawn: Did you see any of those things? One of them just got our buddy, Chet.

Shawn: Oh, shit! You hurt your leg pretty bad. Look, help us find the thing that got our buddy and we'll take you and your daughter down to my dad's farm to safety. He should be able to fix your leg up, too.

Lee: I'm not her dad. I'm...

Andre: Whoever you are, let's get a move on.

Lee: We just w--

A zombie approaches.

Shawn: Oh, shit!! It's CHET!

Andre points his gun at Chet.

Andre: LET'S GO! GET TO MY CAR! GO!

Andre is conflicting over shooting Chet, ultimately deciding not to. Everyone gets in the car and they drive away.

Farm
It's nighttime when the group reaches Shawn's family's farm.

(Lee chose to leave at daytime)=

Everyone gets out of the truck. Chet stretches his arms.

Chet: Hey, Shawn... I'm'a run on home. My mama's gonna be in a snit.

Shawn: No sweat, man. I'll catch you tomorrow night.

Chet turns to Lee and Clementine.

Chet: It was nice to meet ya both.

Lee waves goodbye and Chet leaves.


 * -|(Lee chose to wait until nighttime)=

Everyone but Andre gets out of the car.

Andre: Say hi to your dad for me.

Shawn: Yeah.

Andre: I'm sorry, Shawn. Chet was a good dude.

Shawn: One of the best.

Shawn sadly walks away. Andre waves goodbye to Lee and Clementine.

Andre: Take care, you two.

Andre drives away.

The front door opens and Shawn's father, Hershel, emerges.

Hershel: Thank God you're okay.

Shawn: I was worried it'd be bad here, too.

Shawn hugs his father.

Hershel: Been quiet as usual the past couple days. Ol' Breckon down the way thinks his mare's gone lame but that ain't nothing new.

(Lee chose to leave at daytime)=

Shawn: I wouldn't have made it back without Chet.

Hershel: Well, I'm glad you took him with you then.


 * -|(Lee chose to wait until nighttime)=

Shawn: I ran into Andre outside of Atlanta. And, uh...Chet...he got killed.

Hershel: No. You're kidding.

Shawn: Those things got him. Dad, I don't know what's going on.

Hershel: I'm sorry, Shawn.

Hershel turns to Lee and Clementine and puts his hands on his hips.

Hershel: You've brought a couple guests.

Your boy is a lifesaver.=

Lee: Your boy's a lifesaver.

Hershel: Glad he could be of help to somebody.


 * -|We need a place to stay.=

Lee: We, uhh... need a place to stay.

Hershel: You're welcome to stay here, but just for the night. I don't run a bed and breakfast.


 * -|We just need some help.=

Lee: We just need a little...help. We won't stay long.

Hershel: Good. You're welcome to stay here, but just for the night. I don't run a bed and breakfast.



Lee shrugs.

Shawn: I told him we could help him out.

Lee: We'd really appreciate it.

Hershel: You're welcome to stay here, but just for the night. I don't run a bed and breakfast.

Hershel: So it's just you and your daughter then.

(Lee said he was a babysitter)=

Shawn: Oh, not his daughter, he's the babysitter.


 * -|(Lee said he was a neighbor)=

Shawn: Oh, not his daughter, he was her neighbor.


 * -|(Lee said he was just some guy)=

Shawn: Oh, not his daughter, he's...well... Just some guy who found her alone.


 * -|(Lee said nothing)=

Shawn: Oh, not his daughter, he's...a good Samaritan.

Hershel kneels down in front of Clementine.

Hershel: Honey, do you know this man?

Clementine: Yes.

Hershel: Okay, then.

Hershel gets up.

Hershel: Well, looks like you hurt your leg pretty bad there.

Lee: Yeah, it's not doing so good.

Hershel: I can help you out. Shawn, run on in and check on your sister. You, take a seat up on the porch and I'll go see what I have.

Shawn and Hershel enter the house, Lee takes a seat on the bench on the porch, and Clementine stands near the top of the stairs. Hershel returns shortly, holding a roll of bandages. He kneels down and inspects Lee's leg.

Hershel: Let's have a look. Yeah, this is swollen to hell.

It hurts like hell.=

Lee: It HURTS like hell.

Hershel: I bet it does.


 * -|It's not too bad.=

Lee: It's not too bad.

Hershel: Tough guy, huh?


 * -|Could be worse.=

Lee: Could be worse.

Hershel: That's what it sounds like. Seems like things got awful bad in the cities.



Hershel: Well, you don't say much. Wish I had five just like you.

Hershel: What'd you say your name was?

It's Lee.=

Lee: It's Lee.

Hershel: Nice to meet you, Lee. I'm Hershel Greene.

Hershel knows your name.


 * -|Doesn't matter.=

Lee: Doesn't matter, right?

Hershel will remember that.

Hershel: Huh. Well, if you're gonna be here overnight I'm gonna need it. Unless you'd rather hit the road.

Lee: It's Lee.

Hershel: Well Lee--just Lee, I take it? I'm Hershel Greene.


 * -|I didn't.=

Lee: I didn't.

Hershel: Well, now's the time.

Lee must choose another option.



Hershel: I'm gonna need a name.

Hershel will remember that.

Lee: It's Lee.

Hershel: That wasn't so hard, was it? Nice to meet you, Lee. I'm Hershel Greene.

Hershel bandages Lee's wound and he winces in pain.

Hershel: How'd this happen?

I fell.=

Lee: I fell trying to get away from one of those things.

Hershel: That so. What type'a danger has the girl seen?


 * -|Car accident.=

Lee: Car accident.

Hershel made note of that.

Hershel: That so. Where were you headed? Before the car accident?

Lee: We hit a guy, one of those things you've been hearing about, on the road.

Hershel: Who were you with, the girl?


 * -|Jumping a fence.=

Lee: Jumping a fence.

Hershel doubts you.

Hershel: Running from something?

Lee: Just like everybody else.

Hershel: What type'a danger has the girl seen?


 * -|I don't remember.=

Lee: I don't even remember. It's crazy back there in the city.

You didn't answer his question.

Hershel: Huh. It must be.



Lee: I don't even remember. It's crazy back there in the city.

You didn't answer his question.

Hershel: Huh. It must be.

Hershel: House is full up with mine. We've got another displaced family of three sleeping in the barn. You and your daughter are welcome to rest there, when we're done here.

Hershel turns to Clementine.

Hershel: I didn't catch your name, darlin'.

Clementine: Clem--Clementine.

Hershel: Can't imagine what you've been through, Clementine.

Lee: I'm looking after her until we find her parents.

Shawn walks onto the porch.

Shawn: Hey, Dad, so I'm thinking, first thing tomorrow, we gotta reinforce the fence around the farm.

(Lee chose to leave at daytime)=

Hershel: That doesn't seem necessary.

Shawn: I don't know what you saw on TV, or heard on the radio, but there's some serious...(looks at Clementine) SHIT hitting the fan. I don't think anyone knows how big it is yet.

Hershel: Stuff like that doesn't happen around here, Shawn.

Shawn: Dad, I'm serious. Lee, come on, tell him what you saw out there, man.

Hershel: Well, do what you think you should. We've got plenty of chores as it is.

Shawn: Lee and those folks in the barn can help out in the morning. We gotta do it, really.

Hershel: I already said okay.

Shawn goes back inside.

Hershel: Well, I'm all done here. It should start to feel better tomorrow.

Lee: Thanks.

Hershel gets up.

Hershel: If your leg gets hot or the swelling doesn't go down, you're probably dealing with an infection.

Lee: What do we do then?

Hershel: We'll probably just have to shoot you.

Lee looks surprised.

Hershel: We'll clean it, re-dress it and you'll be fine.

Lee: Okay, that'd be preferable.

Hershel: There's blankets and such in the barn. We'll be seeing you bright and early. Come tomorrow, which way you think you're headed?

Lee: Towards Macon, I suppose.

Hershel nods. He turns to Clementine and smiles at her before going back inside.

Lee: Alright then.


 * -|(Lee chose to wait until nighttime)=

Hershel: With what happened to your friend, maybe that's not a bad idea.

Lee and Clementine lie down on makeshift beds in the hay-covered barn. The family of three is already asleep on the upper floor of the barn.

Clementine: It smells like...

Manure=

Lee: Manure.

Clementine: Manure? Like when a horse...plops?

Lee: Just like that.


 * -|Shit.=

Lee: Shit.

Clementine gasps and glares at Lee.

Lee: I'm sorry; shouldn't talk like that.

Clementine: That was a swear.


 * -|You know...=

Lee: I know what it smells like.

Clementine: Doody.



Clementine: Doody.

Lee: Yeah, it does smell like doody.

Clementine: I miss my mom and dad.

Lee: I bet, Clem.

Clementine: How far is Savannah?

Lee: Pretty far.

Clementine: Oh. Okay.

Clementine and Lee fall asleep. Lee begins dreaming.

Lee's Ex-Wife: I love you, baby.

Lee's wife laughs. Something shatters, and she screams. Lee is disturbed by the dream, and wakes up suddenly. He breathes heavily for a few moments before falling back asleep. When he wakes up the next morning, he sees a mustachioed man speaking to him.

Kenny: Hey, get up.

Lee gets up. Clementine is already awake and standing nearby.

Clementine: (scratching her arm) I'm itchy.

Kenny: Well you slept in a barn, little lady. Lucky you don't have spiders in your hair.

Clementine gasps and looks up at her hair.

Kenny: But I bet your daddy scared 'em all away, huh?

Lee: I'm not her dad. Name's Lee.

Kenny: I'm Kenny.

Duck runs up to the entrance of the barn.

Duck: Dad! We're gonna build a fence! There's a tractor and everything!

Duck runs off.

Kenny: We better get going or we won't hear the end of it.

Kenny and Lee walk out of the barn, and Clementine walks along with them, holding Lee's hand.

Kenny: That's my boy, Ken Junior. We call him Duck, though.

Duck?=

Lee: Duck?

Kenny: Yeah. Nothing bothers him. Like water off a duck's back, y'know.

Lee: That's a valuable trait lately.

Kenny: No kidding. But frankly, I think it's because he's dumb as a bag of hammers.

Duck: DAAAAD!

Kenny: See?


 * -|Dodging or quacking?=

Lee: Dodging or quacking?

Kenny: Quacking.

Duck: DAAAAD!

Kenny: See?


 * -|Where do parents name their kid "duck"?=

Lee: Where do parents name their kids Duck?

Kenny: We're from Fort Lauderdale. We were on our way back before things up and went bananas.



Lee says nothing and shakes his head.

Lee, Kenny, and Clementine walk up to Duck and his mother, the latter of which is sitting on some bales of hay in front of the porch.

Kenny: The word is you were on your way to Macon.

Lee: My family is from there.

Kenny: Well, Macon's on the way and, personally, I'd appreciate the company of a guy who can knock a couple of heads together if he has to.

Sure, we'll tag along.=

Lee: Sure, we'll...tag along.

Kenny: It's a plan, then.


 * -|Maybe. Let's see how things turn out.=

Lee: Maybe, we'll see how things shake out with this Hershel guy.

Kenny: Ha, good luck with that. He's a hardass.


 * -|I'll ask the girl.=

Lee: I'll see what the girl would like.

Kenny: Ah, gotta consult the missus. I understand.


 * -|No thanks.=

Lee: Thanks, but no thanks.

Kenny: Damn, friend. You must be some kind of something if you think you two can survive out there on your own.



Lee says nothing.

Kenny turns to his wife and son.

Kenny: Honey, Duck, this is Lee and, uh, what's the girl's name?

Clementine hides behind Lee.

Lee: Clementine.

Kenny: Clementine.

Katjaa: That is a very pretty name.

Clementine: Thanks.

Shawn approaches the group.

Shawn: Well, we should get to work. We've all seen what those things can do out there so the faster we get this fence up, the better.

Duck: I wanna build a fence.

Shawn: Yeah? Well, I need a good foreman. You can sit on the tractor and yell at me whenever I take a water break.

Duck: On the tractor? Cool!

Shawn: Duck and I will hop to it.

Shawn and Duck leave.

Katjaa: I can keep an eye on your little girl here on the porch. We can visit.

Clementine sits on a bale of hay next to Katjaa and Kenny begins working on his truck nearby.

Talk To Kenny

Lee: Hey, there, uh, Kenny.

Need any help?=

Lee: Need any help?

Kenny: Naw, I think I got it. Do YOU need any help?

Lee: What do you mean?

Kenny: I mean, in taking care of that little girl. You know what you're doing? You got kids of your own?


 * -|How's your son doing?=

Lee: How's your son doing?

Kenny: Good, I think. Katjaa's got a sister up in Memphis; we were coming back from visiting her. We were in a gas station and some guy grabbed my boy. I thought he was kidnapping him. I was on the fucker in about two seconds and... Christ. Just lucky I was there. We saw a lot of bodies before we stumbled upon Hershel's. But we're a tough family, Lee. Ain't nothing gonna faze us.

You showed an interest in his family.


 * -|What's your plan?=

Lee: So what's your family's plan?

Kenny: Get back on down to Lauderdale and let this mess get sorted out. Government'll start handing out shots and the national guard'll do its thing. On the odd chance things got too bad, we could hop on my boat, I guess.

Lee: You've got a boat?

Kenny: I'm a commercial fisherman, catching mackerel, dolphin, whatever's biting and paying. Katjaa wouldn't be wild about it, but the boat's not that bad.

You learned about Kenny's boat.


 * -|Exit=

Lee: See ya.

Talk To Katjaa

Lee: Hey, there, girls.

You two actually look relaxed.=

Lee: You two actually look relaxed.

Katjaa: I think we're doing just fine. Clementine was just telling me about first grade.

Lee: Oh, uh, how is that?

Clementine: It's easy.

Lee: Well, yeah. Sooo, you're good?

Katjaa: Anyway, it's almost like we didn't see people eating each other for the past three days. It's peaceful here, no?

You learned Clementine is a first grader.


 * -|What do you do?=

Lee: So, uhh, what do you do when...corpses aren't walking around?

Katjaa: I am a veterinarian back in Fort Lauderdale--like Hershel here, except more with dogs and cats and not horses. What is it that you do, Lee?

Lee: I used to teach up at the University of Georgia.

Katjaa: We need to HOPE that we can go back to our jobs soon, Lee. Back to normal. It can't stay like this.

You learned Katjaa is a veterinarian.


 * -|How was the city?=

Lee: How did you handle getting through the city?

Katjaa: Kenny just...drove. We passed so many people that needed help. And...we just...passed people, over some. Just...just...

Lee: It's okay. It's fine, you don't have to say any more.

Katjaa: I want to go home tomorrow, but even then I can't take away the things we--the things Duck--went through. Don't you want to go back to the moment before you knew about all of this?


 * -|Exit=

Lee: Back in a bit.

Katjaa: Okay, Lee.

Talk To Clementine

Lee: You having a nice time with Katjaa, Clementine?

Clementine: Yeah.

Lee walks over to the fence that Shawn is building. Duck sits on the tractor nearby, pretending to drive it.

Talk To Duck

Lee: How you doing, Duck?

Duck: Good! I'm gonna drive the tractor!

Duck pulls on the lever next to the steering wheel.

Duck: I'm the foreman! Lift with your back, Shawn!

Talk To Shawn:

Shawn: Hey, Lee.

Need a hand?=

Lee: Need a hand?

Shawn: That'd be great. If you could cut those two-bys to length, that'd sure speed things up.

Lee approaches the bench nearby and cuts the two-by-fours in half with a saw.

Shawn: My dad doesn't know how bad it is.

Lee: No, he doesn't.

Shawn: I saw a guy in Atlanta kill a kid. A boy. Just shot him right in the face.

Shawn: He didn't even hesitate. He just turned, put the barrel of the gun right between this kid's eyes and pulled the trigger. You don't see things like that. It's not like in the movies.

Lee: They don't fall like you think.

Shawn: Did you have to do it?

Lee: Do what?

Shawn: Kill. Have you had to off one yet?

Lee: Oh, uh...

Shawn: I'm just glad we're getting this fence built. Dad just wants to keep the family safe and thinks inviting people in is a bigger threat than whatever's out there. How about yours? How's your family?

Shawn: That's probably all I need cut for now. Thanks.

Shawn: Anyway, when you see my dad around, he might want some help in the barn.

Lee looks at Hershel entering the barn.


 * -|Exit=

TBC

Lee enters the barn, where Hershel is scattering hay with a pitchfork.

Talk To Hershel

(Lee was dishonest with Hershel)=

Hershel: You should know that if you weren't leaving with Kenny today, I wouldn't stand for your lack of honesty last night.

Lee: I'm not sure I follow.

Hershel: A man asks you your name, you give it. Unless that name is no good.

Hershel: How'd you get out of Atlanta?

On foot.=

Lee: On foot. I headed south and hoofed it out of there.

Hershel: That's a long walk.


 * -|I got a ride.=

Lee: I got a ride and then I was in a wreck. I walked until your boy found me.

Hershel: Hmm. Well, you're no worse for wear.


 * -|I was on my way out anyway.=

Lee: I was on my way out anyway. Timing of all this just happened to be right.

Hershel: Ha, if there ever is a good time for the supposed "apocalypse."



Hershel: Well, I'm sure it was complicated.

Lee: This farm's a nice plot of land.

Hershel: Heh, had you told me twenty years ago I'd still be doing this, I woulda told you that you were full of crap. Never was the plan, having a place like this. It was in the family, and I guess so was I. Family's important; it's all that matters. You agree with that?

Lee: Was brought up to, yes.

Hershel: Where's your family now? Parents? Wife? Girlfriend?

My parents are in Macon.=

Lee: My parents are in Macon, with my brother.

Hershel: Well, I hope they're alright.


 * -|No wife anymore.=

Lee: No wife, not anymore. I think she's up in Virginia, maybe.

Hershel: Sorry to hear it.


 * -|No family.=

Lee: No family. I had a betta fish on my desk at the University.

Hershel: I hope someone remembered to feed him.



Hershel: Fine. Keep your mouth shut. Rude as hell, but what's a man to do.

Hershel: But now you've got this little girl to take care of. Clementine, is it? You just stumbled up on her?

I was looking for help in her house.=

Lee: Yeah, I was looking for help in her house.


 * -|I was being attacked and she came to my rescue.=

Lee: I was being attacked and she came to my rescue.


 * -|What are you getting at?=

Lee: What are you getting at?



Hershel: HMMPH.

Hershel says nothing for a few moments, continuing to shovel hay.

Hershel: Hmmph.

Hershel plants the pitchfork in the ground and walks closer to Lee.

Hershel: Can I give you a piece of advice?

Sure.=

Lee: Sure.


 * -|What is it?=

Lee: What is it?


 * -|Mind your own business.=

Lee: Mind your own business.



Lee says nothing.

Hershel: I don't know who you are or what you did. But you better become a better liar, and fast. Let's say things don't get better back in the cities. Or they get worse before they do. You're gonna have to depend on the honesty of strangers if you're gonna make it. And if those same people get to questioning yours, you're gonna be in trouble. So whoever you are, and whatever you did, keep it to your damn self.

(Lee said "Sure" or "What is it?")=

Hershel: But at least you have the common sense to listen to a man giving you advice.


 * -|(Lee said "Mind your own business")=

Hershel: Oh, and trying to be less of an asshole would serve you just fine.


 * -|(Lee said nothing)=

Hershel: And another thing: you're gonna have to figure out how to answer a goddamn question when someone asks.

In the distance there's the noise of an engine and a loud yell.

Lee: What the--?!

Lee and Hershel leave the barn.

Hershel: GO! I'll get my gun.

Hershel runs to retrieve his weapon, Katjaa leaves the house, and Lee runs toward the noise. The screaming continues, along with the growling of zombies. Lee reaches the fence, where Shawn's leg is trapped under the tractor driven by Duck. Zombies claw through the fence trying to reach Shawn, and Clementine stands nearby, looking on. A zombie grabs Duck's leg and pulls him down, then grabs his shoulders as Duck holds onto the wheel to avoid being eaten. Both Duck and Shawn scream.

Shawn: My leg is stuck!

Help Shawn=

You chose to save Shawn.

Shawn: Get it off of me!

Lee grabs Shawn's arms and tries to pull him free, but drops them again when he is unable to.

Shawn: Fuck, it's crushed! Move this thing!

Kenny runs over to Duck and picks him up.

Kenny: I got you!

Shawn: KENNY! HELP LEE!

Kenny turns to Shawn and Lee, but then runs away to take Duck to safety.

Shawn: KENNY!

Lee tries to push the tractor off Shawn's leg, but it doesn't budge.


 * -|Help Duck=

You chose to save Duck.

Lee runs up to Duck and tries to pull him away from the zombie, but to no avail.

Duck: DON'T LET 'EM TAKE ME!

Kenny tries to pull Duck.

Kenny scoops Duck into his arms.

Kenny: I got you!

Shawn: They're almost through!

Lee: Now Shawn!

Shawn: GET THIS TRACTOR OFF OF ME!

Kenny turns to Shawn, but then runs away to take Duck to safety.

Shawn: LEE, HELP ME! PLEASE!

Lee starts to run to help Shawn, but it is too late.


 * -|Do nothing=

You made no choice.

Lee stands there, doing nothing. Kenny runs past him, bumping into him. Kenny runs over to Duck and picks him up.

Shawn: KENNY! FUCK! HELP ME! GET THIS TRACTOR OFF OF ME!

Kenny turns to Shawn, but then runs away to take Duck to safety.

Shawn: KENNY! LEE, HELP ME! PLEASE!

Lee can choose to help Shawn, or choose to do nothing. (You made no choice.)

The fence breaks and the zombies bite Shawn as he screams. Clementine whimpers and looks afraid. Hershel runs up with his gun and shoots the zombies in the head.

(Lee chose to save Shawn)=

Hershel leans down next to Shawn and puts his hand on his head.

Shawn: I'm okay, Pop... I'm okay...

Hershel: I can fix you, don't worry, we'll stitch you up.

Shawn: It almost...almost got me, man. Lee tried to save me.

Hershel: I know, son.

Shawn: I...

Shawn dies.

Hershel hugs Shawn's dead body for a few moments. Katjaa stands in front of Duck to block his view of Shawn. Hershel stands up, angry and sad.

Hershel: Get out. GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!

Kenny: I'm sorry.

Hershel: SORRY? Your son is alive. You don't get to be sorry.

Hershel turns to Lee.

(Lee chose to save Shawn)=

Hershel: You tried to help him, but this piece of shit let him die.


 * -|(Lee chose to save Duck or chose to do nothing)=

Hershel: And YOU. You didn't even try to help.

Hershel turns away from the others.

Hershel: (sadly) Please, just go. (angrily) Get out and never come back!

Hershel kneels next to Shawn again. Kenny and Lee exchange glances and Katjaa looks at Clementine.

Kenny: You've got that ride to Macon if you want it.

Kenny, Katjaa, and Duck walk away.

Macon
The group is in Kenny's truck, which sputters to a stop.

Kenny: Well, this is as far as we're going.

Lee: Then it's far enough.

Everyone gets out of the truck and walks down the street. Lee briefly stops in front of his family's pharmacy.

Duck: Look!

Duck points to what appears to be a person near a car in the distance. Kenny waves his arms to try to get their attention.

Kenny: Hey there! You friendly? Truck's run out of gas.

The person looks up, revealing that it's actually a zombie eating a dead survivor.

Kenny: FUCK!

Many zombies start approaching the group, surrounding them.

Katjaa: We're TRAPPED!

Duck: WAAH!

A zombie knocks Duck over and tries to attack him.

Duck: AHHH! NO! NO!

Someone shoots the zombie, who collapses on Duck. Duck, now covered in zombie blood, returns to the group and is hugged by his parents. The woman who saved Duck continues to shoot the zombies. Another survivor stands at the entrance of the pharmacy.

Glenn: RUN!

Carley fires a few more shots at the zombies and everyone runs into the building behind Glenn. He closes and padlocks the metal gate in front of the building and joins the others inside as zombies pound on the gate.

Pharmacy
Inside the pharmacy there are three additional survivors.

Lilly: We can't take risks like this!

Carley: And we can't just let people die, either.

Lilly: When I SAY "that door stays shut no matter what" I fucking MEAN it. We don't know who these people are; they could be dangerous!

Larry: Worse, they could've led 'em right to us!

Carley: Where the hell is your humanity?! They would've died out there!

Larry: Then we let 'em!

We have kids.=

Lee: We have kids with us.

Larry: I see ONE little girl...


 * -|We're ok.=

Lee: We're not dangerous; we're just regular folks.

Lilly: What's DANGEROUS is a bunch of people running outside and drawing their attention to us.

Kenny: Lee's right. We're just regular folks, but WE actually like helping people.

Carley: You'll have to excuse her.

Lilly: The hell he, or ANYONE will. This is about survival, do you guys not see what's happening?


 * -|Chill out, lady.=

Lee: Whoa, chill the fuck out, lady. We're just people trying to avoid those things, just like you.

Lilly: Don't come in here and swear at me!

Lee: I'll say whatever I want if you start threatening these people.

Carley: You'll have to excuse her.

Lilly: The hell he, or ANYONE will. This is about survival, do you guys not see what's happening?



Lilly: We can't trust anybody. We already know that.

Carley: You'll have to excuse her.

Lilly: The hell he, or ANYONE will. This is about survival, do you guys not see what's happening?

Clementine holds Lee's hand and looks up at him.

Lee: What is it?

Clementine: I...I have to pee.

Glenn: I'd go out there again in a second.

Lilly: I bet you would. You're a dumb, careless kid.

Carley: I would too!

In a minute.=

Lee: In a minute, Clem.


 * -|Just go.=

Lee: Then just go.



Lee says nothing.

Clementine lets go of Lee's hand.

Glenn: They've got kids, Lilly.

Lilly: Those things outside don't care.

Kenny: Maybe you should go join 'em, then. You'll have something in common!

Larry: Goddamn it, Lilly, you have to control these people!

Lilly: Carley and Glenn just ran out there!

Larry: I don't give a flying fuck! We're in a warzone!

In the background, Clementine approaches the bathroom.

She's an asshole.=

Lee: She's an asshole, that's for sure.

Lilly will remember what you called her.

Lilly: That's what it takes.

Lee: Well, you don't have to be a bitch about it.


 * -|She's not wrong.=

Lee: She's not wrong. They took a risk.

Lilly: Yes, we did.

Lee: And we appreciate it. Now let's settle down.

Lilly noticed what you said.


 * -|She's the leader.=

Lee: She's the leader here. But it looks like she's losing control of her people.

Lilly noticed what you said.

Lilly: If you were in my shoes you'd be th--



Kenny: Lee, can you believe this lady?

Larry: That lady's my daughter.

Kenny: I can see the resemblance. My son won't grow up to be a raging fucking lunatic, that's for certain.

Larry: Son?

Larry: Ho-ly SHIT.

Larry looks behind him. Duck is sitting on one of the chairs near the bar and Katjaa is attending to him.

Larry: Son of a bitch, one of them is bitten!

He wasn't bitten.=

Lee: He wasn't bitten.

Larry: Hell he wasn't!


 * -|Oh shit.=

Lee: Shit.

Larry: We let one in, you stupid shits!



Lee says nothing.

Larry: We have to end this, now.

Larry walks over to Duck but Kenny stands in front of him, blocking his way.

Kenny: Over my dead body.

Larry: We'll dig one hole.

Katjaa: No! I'm cleaning him up! There's no bite! He's fine!

Katjaa hurriedly tries to wipe away the blood on Duck, searching for a bite.

Larry: Don't you fucking people get it? We've already SEEN this happen. We let someone with a bite stay and--and WE all end up bitten!

Kenny: Shut up.

Larry: We gotta throw him out! Or smash his head in!

Katjaa: KENNY! STOP HIM!

Kenny: Lee, what do we do about this guy?

Lilly: Dad, it's just a boy, it's--

Larry: Lilly, I'll handle this.

Lilly: But your heart, Dad. You need to calm down. We'll get this kid out of here.

It's him or Duck.=

Lee: It's either him or your son. I say it's him.

Lee crosses his arms.

Kenny will remember your loyalty.

Kenny: Goddamn right; out on HIS ass with those THINGS.


 * -|Reason with him.=

Lee: We reason with him.

Lee crosses his arms.

You didn't side with Kenny.

Kenny: With the bloody end of an axe-handle, maybe! Nobody threatens my boy.


 * -|Kick his ass.=

Lee: We kick his ass.

Lee crosses his arms.

Kenny will remember your loyalty.

Kenny: That's what I'm thinking.



Kenny: With or without you, I'm protecting my kid with my LIFE.

Carley: Everyone CHILL THE FUCK OUT!

Lilly: Nobody is doing ANYTHING.

Larry: Shut up, Lilly! (turns to Carley) And YOU. Shut the fuck up. (turns back to the group) They will find us and they will get in here, and none of this will fucking matter. But right now we're about to be TRAPPED in here with one of those things.

Kenny: What the hell are you talkin' about?

Larry: He's bitten! That's how you TURN.

Katjaa: He's not bitten! Lee, stop this! It's upsetting him!

Larry: Oh, I'm "upsetting" him? Upsetting is getting eaten alive!

Lilly: Dad, we get it, it's a big deal.

Larry: Do you? You're not fucking acting like it!

It's his SON.=

Lee: It's Larry, right? Man, this is his son.

Larry: Look around, dumbass. I got a daughter in here, YOU got a daughter in here. Get your head out of your ass, boy.

Lee: We've all got people in here and we can figure this out without killing anybody. There's another way.

Larry: Yeah, with a shovel.


 * -|If it was your girl?=

Lee: What if this was your daughter?

Larry: NEVER woulda happened. She's not some snot-nosed toddler, okay? She's United States Air Force.

Kenny: Oh, fuck you AND her!


 * -|Sit down, or else.=

Lee: Sit down, or that's IT.

Larry: You gonna whoop me? You and what homo parade?

Kenny: This one.

Larry: HA, that's good! Little boy! Before you EAT your mommy, you can watch your dad get his nose broken.



Lee says nothing.

Kenny: I'm gonna kill him, KAT. Just worry about Duck!

Clementine: Lee?

Clementine stands in front of the bathroom door.

Lee: Yeah?

Clementine: There's someone in there.

Lee: It's just locked. Key's behind the counter. Probably.

Larry: Hey, I'm not the bad guy here, I'm just looking out for my daughter!

Kenny: No, you're just the guy arguing for killing a kid!

Larry: He's covered in muck! She'll find the bite. WATCH.

Kenny: She won't.

Larry: And if she DOES? The first thing he'll do is sink his teeth into his mom's face. Then once she's dead, he'll probably pounce on YOUR little girl! She'll turn fast and then they'll be three. And that, boy, is the ballgame.

He's just a boy.=

Lee: He's a little boy; I think we can handle him.

Larry: A little boy?! He'll be an uncontrollable man-eater!

Kenny: It's not gonna happen!

Larry: It is and we're tossing him out NOW!


 * -|Deal with it.=

Lee: Then we deal with it then. But right now we're just freaking everybody out.

Kenny will remember your loyalty.

Larry: Then get ready to deal with it because that boy is BITTEN.

Kenny: It's not gonna happen!

Larry: It is and we're tossing him out NOW!


 * -|We do what you say.=

Lee: Then we do what you say. We toss him out and save the group.

You didn't side with Kenny.

Kenny: Lee?! What the fuck, man?

Lee: What other choice is there?

Larry: FINALLY. Someone gets some sense. But we can't wait--we are tossing him out NOW!



Larry: Which pretty much seals the deal for me. We're throwin' him out!

Hit him, Kenny. [Stop him]=

Lee: Knock this guy out.

Kenny: Happily.

Kenny will remember your loyalty.

Kenny punches Larry.

Larry: Ahh!

Lilly: JESUS!

Larry punches Kenny and he falls to the ground.

Kenny: Ahh!

Glenn: Oh, man.


 * -|NO! [Stop him.]=

Lee: (angrily, shouting) NO! You don't touch that boy, you don't TOUCH anybody!

Kenny will remember your loyalty.

Lee: (angrily, shouting) I've got a little girl I'm trying to protect in here too. You want to get violent, you old fuck?! Well, COME ON. You better have a plan to kill me, though, because it's ME before anyone else in here!


 * -|I'm sorry, Kenny. [Let him.]=

Lee: I'm sorry, Kenny. He's right. This is about survival.

You didn't side with Kenny.

Kenny: LEE?! This is my boy, Lee! My boy! We can't!

Katjaa: No, he's not bitten! Look! Look, he's clean! Not a scratch!

Kenny: Not a goddamn scratch, what do you think about that...

Larry: It's Larry. And I'm fucking sorry.

Kenny: Good.

Lilly: Look, we're fish in a barrel here. With all the commotion we could be under siege any minute.

Kenny: Then we better start fortifying this place. I'll work on getting that window barricaded.

Lilly: Good. Dad, sit down.

Larry: I'm FINE, Lilly.

Lilly: Dad...please.

Larry: Alright.


 * -|You're right. [Let him.]=

Lee: You're right, man. That boy is a time bomb.

You didn't side with Kenny.

Larry: Then it's settled.

Kenny: LEE?! This is my boy, Lee! My boy! We can't!

Lee: I'm sorry, Kenny. He's right. This is about survival.

Katjaa: No, he's not bitten! Look! Look, he's clean! Not a scratch!

Kenny: Not a goddamn scratch, what do you think about that...

Larry: It's Larry. And I'm fucking sorry.

Kenny: Good.

Lilly: Look, we're fish in a barrel here. With all the commotion we could be under siege any minute.

Kenny: Then we better start fortifying this place. I'll work on getting that window barricaded.

Lilly: Good. Dad, sit down.

Larry: I'm FINE, Lilly.

Lilly: Dad...please.

Larry: Alright.



Katjaa: No, he's not bitten! Look! Look, he's clean! Not a scratch!

You didn't side with Kenny.

Kenny: Not a goddamn scratch, what do you think about that...

Larry: It's Larry. And I'm fucking sorry.

Kenny: Good.

Clementine screams as the bathroom door opens and a zombie emerges from it, trying to attack her.

Larry: Jesus!

Lee: CLEMENTINE!

Lee tries to run over to her, but bumps into Lilly and falls to the ground, hitting his head. His vision is blurry, but he can vaguely see the zombie grabbing Clementine.

Rescue Clementine=

Lee gets up and runs over to Clementine, pulling the zombie away from her.

Lee: Get away from her, you son of a bitch!

The zombie gets up and attacks Lee, and he tries to push it away.

Lee: Ah, God, get...off...ugh...

The zombie gets shot and falls to the floor.

Lee: Man...

Carley lowers her gun.

Carley: You okay?

Lee: Just great, thanks.

Clem will remember you protected her.


 * -|Do nothing=

Clementine: NO! LEE, HELP!

Clementine covers her ears as the zombie is shot. Carley lowers her gun.

Clementine will remember you didn't save her.

Glenn: Uh...guys?

Zombies growl and pound on the door.

Lilly: (whispering) Everybody DOWN! Stay QUIET!

Kenny and his family huddle together, Clementine hides behind Lee, and everyone else kneels down behind the shelves.

Larry: (whispering) They're gonna get in!

Kenny: (whispering) SHUT UP.

Noises and gunfire is heard outside.

Lee: Is that the military?

Lilly: I don't know.

Glenn: Thank God for whatever it is.

Larry gets up and marches across the room. Everyone leaves their hiding positions.

Larry: We almost DIED because of this bitch and her itchy trigger finger! That was stupid! That was--

Larry groans and grabs his chest, falling to the floor.

Lilly: DAD!

Larry: (whispering) Shit. Fuck.

Lilly runs over to Larry, who is lying on his side on the floor.

What's wrong with him?=

Lee: What's wrong with him?!


 * -|Was HE the one bitten?!=

Lee: Was HE the one bitten?!

Lilly: NO. Don't be crazy!


 * -|I told him to calm down...=

Lee: I did try to get him to calm down...

Lilly: Can it, asshole!



Lee says nothing.

Lilly: It's his heart!

Larry: My pills...

Katjaa: Uh--um... Nitroglycerin pills?

Lilly stands up.

Lilly: YES. We're out. We've been trying to get into the pharmacy since we got here! Please, try to get in there! Behind the counter, where the pills are!

Lee: There's probably another entrance. Maybe through the office.

Carley: How do you know that's an office?

Lee: Educated guess.

Lilly: It doesn't matter. We need nitroglycerin pills. Please get in there. I'll keep an eye on my dad.

Kenny: Everyone else should get comfy and look for anything useful. We could be in here a while.

Glenn: I'm starting to think this drugstore isn't a permanent solution.

Kenny: You're right, this ain't exactly Fort Knox.

Lee: What do you suggest?

Glenn: We need as much gas as possible so we can ALL get out of downtown Macon. Fast.

Lee: Agreed.

Glenn: Then I'll head out and get gas. There's a motel not too far from here, out towards the end of Peachtree. I'll work my way towards it and then loop back, siphoning what I can.

You're insane.=

Lee: You're insane.

Glenn: Well, it's gotta get done. Plus, I'm quick and I know Macon.

Lee: Local?

Glenn: Born and raised.


 * -|That'd be great.=

Lee: Damn, that'd be great.

Glenn: Well, it's gotta get done. Plus, I'm quick and I know Macon.

Lee: Local?

Glenn: Born and raised.


 * -|You know your way around town?=

Lee: You know your way around? Local?

Glenn: Born and raised.



Glenn: Alright, silence is consent. That's the plan.

Lee: If you're gonna do that, here's a walkie-talkie if you get in a tight spot. Hopefully you won't need it.

Lee gives his walkie-talkie to Glenn.

Glenn: Cool.

Lee: Clementine's got the other one. Check in with her and get back here as soon as you can.

Kenny: And, you, what's your name?

Lilly: It's Lilly. My dad's Larry.

Kenny: Keep a good eye on him. These boys will work on getting you your medicine.

Lee: That's right.

Kenny: And you, you keep an eye on that front door. You're our lookout.

Doug: It's Doug, you got it.

Carley: And I'm Carley.

Kenny: Okay, Carley, you'll shift in with Doug when he needs it. For now, get some rest--you're a good shot and I'd like to keep it that way.

Carley: (nods) You got it, boss.

Kenny: Now get him those pills.

Kenny stands next to Katjaa and Duck. Lilly kneels next to Larry, who is now propped up on the shelves behind him. Doug looks out the window near the entrance. Carley works on a radio and Clementine sits on a cardboard box nearby, holding her radio.

Optional interactions=

TBC

Talk To Carley

First conversation=

Lee: You're a pretty good shot.

Carley: Well, you don't fuck with a reporter, especially one that's three days out from her last cup of coffee.


 * -|After first conversation=

Lee: Hey, Carley.

You handle yourself well.=

Lee: You seem to handle yourself pretty well.

Carley: Ha, really? I'm a disaster.

Lee: I can't tell.

Carley: My news editor was eaten about five feet away from me, and I would've joined her if it wasn't for that dorky guy on watch over there.

Lee: I'm sorry.

Carley: She was an asshole, but, you know.

Lee: Yeah.


 * -|What are you working on?=

Lee: What are you messing around with there?

Carley: A radio. I can't get it to work, though.

Lee: Here, let me have a look.

Lee picks up the radio and flips it over. He opens the battery door and discovers that it's empty.

Lee: There are no batteries in this thing.

Carley: What now?

Lee: You know that there are no batteries in that thing.

Lee puts the radio down.

Carley: Yeah, of course, I mean, yeah. (pauses) No.

Lee: I can try to find some. Needs two.

Carley: Thanks, I wouldn't even really know what to look for.


 * -|Exit=

Lee: I better get back to it.

Carley: Yep.

Talk To Doug

Lee: Heard or seen anything?

Doug: Nothing, luckily. Wanna step outside, have a look around?

Lee: Ha, I'm not suicidal yet.

Doug: No, the gate out there is closed. We can hang out in front of the store and be fine.

Lee: Oh, huh.

Let's have a look around.=

Lee: Sure, let's go have a look around.

Doug: Cool, and...we'll keep it down. Don't need to bring 'em back with any unnecessary noises.

Lee: Agreed.

Lee and Doug leave the store.

Lee: Jesus.

There are many zombies loitering outside, some eating dead bodies. Doug covers his mouth with his hand.

Doug: I think I'm gonna be sick.

Lee: They just...

Doug: Eat. As far as I can tell, that's all they care about.

Lee: And if one gets you...

Doug: They eat you, and whatever is left comes back as one of them.

Lee: How the fuck...

Doug: I think it might be more than a couple days before all this gets sorted out.

Lee: Yeah, I think so too. We better keep it down out here.

Talk To Doug


 * -|Not now.=

Lee: Eh, not right now...

Doug: Alright, let me know if you want to.

Conversation Between Katjaa and Kenny

Katjaa: We can't let anything happen to Ducky.

Kenny: I know, hon.

Katjaa: We just need to get back to Fort Lauderdale.

Kenny: We'll do our damnedest.

Kenny: Try to get some rest, hon.

Katjaa: How can I with those things out there?

Talk to Kenny, Katjaa, and Duck

(Lee told Kenny to hit Larry)=

Kenny: Hey, Lee. Maybe punching him wasn't such a good idea.

Lee: There were worse plans.

Kenny: Says the guy who didn't get punched in the mouth. Anyway, we, Kat and I, appreciate your support.

Katjaa: Thank you, Lee.


 * -|(Lee confronted Larry)=

Kenny: Hey, Lee. You really gave that old man hell.

Lee: Yeah. We got pushed, you know?

Kenny: You don't have to tell me; I was ready to tear the man's head off. Anyway, we, Kat and I, appreciate your support.

Katjaa: Thank you, Lee.


 * -|(Lee didn't side with Kenny)=

Kenny: Don't even come over here.

Katjaa: Kenny...

Kenny: No, Kat. This son of a bitch would've let that man feed our son to the wolves.

Katjaa: Stop that, Kenny. We were all frightened. Even I thought that maybe...maybe we were going to lose our boy.

Lee: I'm sorry, Katjaa.

Katjaa: What if...he...? It's okay, Lee.

Kenny: From here on out, Lee, I need to know that you're on my side.

How's Duck doing?=

Lee: How's Duck doing?

Katjaa: He's okay, it was just a shock.

Kenny: We're lucky as hell nobody got nabbed on the way in here.

Lee: No kidding.

Katjaa: How's she doing?


 * -|What's the plan?=

Lee: What's the plan?

Kenny: Hang tight, I suppose. Seems pretty dangerous out there, so we oughta wait for things to clear up.

Katjaa: You said your family was from here in Macon?

Lee: That's right.

Katjaa: Where are they? Should we go looking for them?


 * -|Are you guys all right?=

Lee: Are you guys alright?

Kenny: We're just fine, considering.

Lee: How about you, Duck?

Katjaa: We've all been through a lot.


 * -|Exit=

Kenny: Lee, you got a second?

Lee: Sure.

Lee and Kenny walk a short distance away to talk privately.

Kenny: Back on Hershel's farm...

Lee: Yeah?

Kenny stands for a moment, contemplating Lee's words. He then returns to Katjaa and Duck, and they share sad glances.

Talk To Kenny Again

Lee: How are we doing?

Kenny: If you don't mind, I think my family and I are gonna rest for a bit. Let me know if that asshole over there takes a turn for the worse.

Lee: You got it.

Talk To Lilly

First conversation=

Lee: How's he doing?

Lilly: I'm not sure I got your name.

Lilly stands up.

Lee: It's Lee.

Lilly: Lilly. My dad's Larry. I was just doing what I had to earlier.

Lee: Everyone was.

Lilly: Now his heart's acting up again, and I'm powerless to do anything.


 * -|Second conversation=

Lee: Hey.

What's wrong with him?=

Lee: What's wrong with him?

Lilly: He's got a heart condition. He takes nitroglycerin tablets pretty regularly. I've seen a few bad attacks that he couldn't get over and needed to go to the hospital.

Lee: Yeah, that's not really an option right now.

Lilly: I'm just trying to keep him relaxed.


 * -|You're from here?=

Lee: You're from here?

Lilly: I work at Warner Robbins. The Air Force base.

Lee: Yeah, I know it. Pilot?

Lilly: Nah, just mechanical admin stuff. I deal with a bunch of shitheads and bureaucrats all day. Sometimes a plane, if I'm lucky. You?

Lee: I work up at UGA.


 * -|What do you think about all of this?=

Lee: What do you think about all this?

Lilly: What is there to think? The dead are up, walking around, eating people, and turning them into more...more...of them. I mean, Jesus.

Lee: We need to stick together and get through this.


 * -|Exit=

Lilly returns to kneeling next to Larry.

Talk To Clementine

Lee kneels down.

Lee: Hey there.

Clementine: Hi.

Any word from Glenn?=

Lee: Any word from Glenn?

Clementine shakes her head.

Clementine: Nothing. Is he okay?

Lee: Yeah, I think so. You're doing a good job.


 * -|Can I get you anything?=

Lee: Can I get you anything?

Clementine: I'm okay. Maybe I'm a little hungry.

Lee: I'll see about that.


 * -|Exit=

Lee: Well, sit tight.

Lee gets up.

Clementine: Okay.

Lee opens the office door and enters the room. Clementine follows him inside. Lee notices the bed covered in blood.

Lee: I can't...I can't think about them in here.

Optional interactions=

Talk To Clementine:

Everyone seem ok to you?=

Lee: Everyone out there seem alright to you?

Clementine: Yeah. Well, maybe not the sick guy.

Lee: Yeah. We'll keep an eye on him.

Clementine: There was that thing in the bathroom. It tried to get me.

Lee: I know.

Lee: I'm gonna try.

Clementine: Good.


 * -|Have you heard from Glenn?=

Lee: Have you heard from Glenn?

Clementine: Not in a little while.


 * -|Exit=

Lee: I'm gonna keep looking around.

Clementine: Okay.

Lee picks the wooden pallet blocking the door, and a cane falls out from behind it. Lee leans the pallet against the wall next to the door and picks up the cane.

Clementine: What's that?

Lee: This was my dad's cane. He'd zip around here on it from time to time.

Clementine: Was he sick?

Lee: Nah, he was okay. I actually saw him whoop shoplifters with it. (chuckles) This cane's protected this place better than any guard dog ever could.

Lee leans the cane against the wall near the pallet.

Lee: Plus, he knew how to make it look cool. Like you, with your hat.

Clementine: My dad gave it to me.

Lee: See, dads are smart like that.

Lee prepares to move the desk.

Lee: Better get this door clear, huh?

Clementine: Can I help?

Lee: Sure.

Lee and Clementine grab onto the desk.

Lee: Here we go. Watch your fingers in the drawers.

They pull the desk backward, then stop.

How are you doing?=

Lee: How are you doing?

Clementine: Yeah. It's not that heavy.

Lee: How about with everything outside?

Clementine: It's not good.

Lee: No, it's not.

Clementine: But I think it'll be okay.


 * -|Things have been scary, huh?=

Lee: Things have been scary, huh?

Clementine: Yeah... It's not good. I don't know why everyone is crazy.

Lee: Neither do I, Clementine. Nobody does, I don't think.

Clementine: I bet my dad does.


 * -|You don't need anything, right?=

Lee: You don't need anything, right?

Clementine: No. I get hungry a lot.

Lee: Okay, good to know. And you don't have any allergies or anything I should know about, right? Don't kids have allergies or asthma or just general maladies?

Clementine looks quizzical, thinking for a moment.

Clementine: My friend Alfred has a peanut allergy.

Lee: But you're cool?

Clementine: I think so.

Lee smiles at Clementine.

Lee: Okay, here we go.

They move the desk backward again, then Lee begins pushing it to the side, but pauses when Clementine speaks to him.

Clementine: Do you have kids?

Lee: No.

Clementine: You don't have a family?

...What do your parents do?=

Lee: What do your parents do?

Clementine: My mom is a doctor and my dad is an engineer.

Lee: Those are good jobs.

Clementine: What's your job?

Lee: I, uh, teach history and writing and things like that.

Clementine: Like...um...social studies?

Lee: Yeah, like that.

Clementine nods, then looks at Lee.

Clementine: You didn't answer my question...


 * -|Let's not talk about that. Do you play sports?=

Lee: Let's not talk about that. Do you play sports?

Clementine: I play soccer, but I don't really like it.

Lee: I'm not crazy about it either.


 * -|Let's just move this thing.=

Lee: Let's just move this thing.

Clementine looks down sadly.

Clementine: Oh. Okay. I'm sorry.

Lee: It's fine.

Lee: Alright, a little further.

Lee and Clementine rotate the desk so that it's vertically in front of the door.

Clementine: Why don't you want to talk about your family? Do they, like...hate you?

Because they're dead.=

Lee: Because they're dead.

Clementine: Oh. I'm sorry.

Lee: You didn't know.

Clementine: I'm just sorry for being mean.


 * -|I hope not. It's just complicated.=

Lee: I hope not. It's just complicated, that's all.

Clementine: Why?

Lee: It just is.

Clementine: But you love them, right?

Lee: Yeah, of course.


 * -|I wouldn't blame them.=

Lee: I wouldn't blame them.

Clementine: Why? Did you fight? I fight with my mom sometimes.

Lee: We didn't fight. We just didn't talk for a while.

Lee kneels down in front of Clementine.

Lee: Look, my family is gone and I just wish things would've been different.

Clementine: Yeah.

I got in some trouble, but keep that between us.=

Lee: I got into some trouble and then I didn't talk to them for a while. This used to be their store. But let's just keep that between you and me, okay?

Clementine: Okay. Because of the trouble?

Lee: That's right. Now, let's get this done.


 * -|I'm not a bad guy.=

Lee: I'm not a bad guy, okay? Things happened and we didn't talk much after that.

Clementine: My parents don't talk to me when I get in trouble.

Lee: I can relate.


 * -|I... killed someone.=

Lee: I, uh... I ki... I got into a fight once.

Clementine: And what happened?

Lee: And it ended really badly. After that, I wasn't allowed to talk to my family.

Clementine: That's so sad...

Lee: Let's move this thing.



Clementine: I guess let's finish moving the desk, huh?

Lee: Yeah, let's do it.

Lee and Clementine start pushing the desk against the wall. Clementine suddenly jumps back.

Clementine: Ow!

Clementine holds her right pointer finger as it bleeds.

Lee: Are you okay?

Clementine: I hurt my finger.

Lee: Is it bleeding?

Clementine: A little.

Lee picks up Clementine and seats her on the desk.

Lee: I'll find you a bandage.

After a while, Clementine will speak to Lee.

Clementine: Lee?

Lee: Yeah?

Clementine: What if my parents come home and I'm not there?

They'll find us.=

Lee: They'll, uh...track us down. Don't worry.

Clementine: Yeah. Okay. We should keep a lookout.


 * -|I don't think they will.=

Lee: I don't think they will. They want you to be safe. We'll find them if we can.

Clementine: I've got my walkie-talkie in case they try that way.

Lee: Stay close to me until then, okay?

Clementine nods.

Lee opens the drawer and searches it, taking the remote inside.

Lee: It's the remote to my dad's TV.

Lee searches the first-aid kit and retrieves a bandage. Lee kneels down in front of Clementine and holds her hand, inspecting her injured finger.

Lee: Let's have a look at that finger.

Lee moves her injured finger.

Lee: Ow.

Clementine: It hurt.

Lee: Let's see if we can do something about it.

Optional interactions=

Lee prepares to bandage Clementine's wound.

Lee: Let's get this cut covered up.

Clementine: Yes, please.

Lee wraps a band-aid over her cut.

Talk to Clementine

How's your finger?=

Lee: How's your finger?

Clementine: It's okay. Thanks for fixing it.

Lee picks up the photo on the ground, which shows Lee, his parents, and his brother in front of the pharmacy. Lee smiles slightly, then looks sad. He tears himself out of the picture and puts the rest of it in his pocket.

Carley: Find anything?

Lee looks surprised, and turns around to look at Carley. He lets the picture shred of himself fall out of his hand.

A photo of the family that owned the place.=

Lee: It's a photo of the family who owned this place. It might help us track down the keys to the office.


 * -|Just a picture.=

Lee: Just a picture of whoever was here.


 * -|No, nothing.=

Lee: No, nothing.



Carley: Let me have a look.

Lee: I don't know about that.

Carley: I know who you are. You're Lee Everett. You're a professor at Athens who killed a state senator who was sleeping with your wife. This is your parents' store. Folks around town know the owner's son got himself a life sentence, but I'm a reporter for WABE in Atlanta. I paid attention to that trial. Maybe you're a murderer. But I don't really care. Frankly, that's a skill that might come in handy.

Lee: Hmmph.

Carley: Did you tell anyone out there who you were, or that you were tied to this place?

No.=

Lee: No. I've been sticking to first names for a reason.

Carley: Well, good.


 * -|What's it to you?=

Lee: What's it to you?

Carley: To ME? I'm not the one with a felony record.


 * -|It's the apocalypse. Who cares?=

Lee: The world is ending out there. Who cares who I am?

Carley: If you don't think people will find any reason to turn on you, especially when shit hits the fan, you're insane.

Lee: Whatever.



Carley: For your sake, I hope the answer is no.

Carley: You seem like an okay guy, and the last thing we need is drama out there. You've got this little girl to take care of, and...look, don't make me wrong on this.

Lee takes a step closer to Carley.

Lee: I don't plan to.

Carley: Good. Because if this lasts longer than a few days, and you're a detriment to the group, then we'd have a problem.

Lee: I hear you.

Carley: I'll just keep it to myself.

Thanks.=

Lee: Thanks.

Carley will remember you trusted her.

Carley: Don't worry about it.


 * -|I don't trust you.=

Lee: I don't trust you.

Carley will remember you didn't trust her.

Lee: Well, you better try.


 * -|How can I trust you?=

Lee: How can I trust you?

Carley: You can't, I suppose. But you don't have many other options.

Carley walks out of the office.

Lee approaches the door to the office, preparing to leave.

Lee: Want to head back into the drugstore with me?

Clementine: Okay.

Clementine walks up to Lee. She then holds her wrist bashfully.

Clementine: Lee?

Lee: Yeah?

Clementine: You're not bad, right?

Lee: I, uh...why are you asking me that?

Clementine: That lady said you killed someone. Was that because he was one of the things trying to eat you?

No, he wasn't.=

Lee: No. He wasn't.

Clementine: Oh. Was he bad?

Lee: He was.


 * -|It's complicated.=

Lee: It's complicated. Sometimes things happen or...you do things and you can't explain them.

Clementine nods.

Lee: Let's, uh...head back to the others.


 * -|Yeah, he was.=

Lee: Yeah, he was.

Clementine: And you had to protect yourself?

Lee: That's right.

Clementine: Oh, okay.



Clementine: Well...nevermind. It's nothing.

Lee: Let's, uh...head back to the others.

Glenn calls Clementine's radio.

Glenn: Hey, there, this is Glenn, and, uh, I'm kinda in a jam here. Uh, little girl, if you're there, can you put your daddy on the phone? Or on the talkie, or whatever?

Clementine hands the walkie-talkie to Lee.

Lee: This is Lee, what's up?

Glenn: So... I'm down at that motor inn and, well, I--I'm stuck.

Lee: Stuck?

Glenn: Yeah, I, uh saw a chance to get some supplies for the group and a bunch of the roaming ones got the jump on me. I'm hiding over here, but they won't leave.

Kenny: What's up?

Lee: (turns to Kenny) Glenn's trapped down at the motor inn. (to Glenn) Hey, Glenn, we're gonna talk it over and send a group to come get you, alright?

Glenn: Awesome. I'll sit tight 'til then.

Lee: Sounds good.

Lee turns off the walkie-talkie, then speaks to Clementine.

Lee: I'm gonna hold onto this until we get Glenn back, okay? I'll take good care of it.

Kenny: What do you think?

Lee turns to Kenny.

Lee: I think Doug's not great around zombies, and you've got your family here. I'll take Carley and her dead-eye down to the motor inn, get Glenn, and get back here as fast as I can.

Kenny: If that's what you want to do...

Lee: Somebody's got to.

Carley: Yeah, I'm in.

Lee: Good. Doesn't sound too bad there right now.

Carley: Let me know as soon as you wanna head out. I could use a jog.

Talk To Clementine

How's your finger?=

Lee: How's your finger, Clem?

Clementine: Good. It doesn't hurt so much anymore.

Lee: Good.


 * -|Exit=

Lee: Let me know if you need anything.

Clementine: Okay.

Talk To Carley

You ready to head out?=

Lee: You ready to head out?

Carley: You got it. You?


 * -|Are you ok?=

Lee can ask this if he put batteries in the radio.

Lee: That radio signoff didn't sound too good. Are you okay?

Carley: I'm fine.


 * -|Exit=

Lee: I better get back to it.

Carley: Yep.

Lee: Thanks, by the way.

Carley: Don't mention it. Just remember what I said.

Lee: Yeah, I will.

Motel
After Lee agrees to head out with Carley, they walk to the entrance of the Travelier Motel, which is overrun with zombies. They whisper to avoid attracting attention from the zombies.

Lee: Shit! Get down!

A nearby zombie growls and Lee and Carley duck down behind the wall. Carley takes her gun out. After a moment, the zombie walks away and Lee exhales, relieved. Lee and Carley peek over the fence. A creaking sound is heard.

Carley: Did you see that?

Lee: Sure did.

The lid of an icebox opens partly as something pounds on it from inside. Lee and Carley stand up, and Carley points a gun at the sound.

Lee: Be ready to shoot.

The lid opens, and Glenn is inside.

Glenn: GUYS! Oh, man, I'm glad you're here.

Carley: Jesus, Glenn!

Glenn gets out of the icebox and jumps over the wall. Everyone crouches down.

Lee: Alright, that wasn't so hard.

Carley: Can we get out of here before any of these things notice us?

Glenn: Not yet. There's a survivor trapped up there.

Everyone turns to look at the second floor of the motel, where there are zombies pounding on a door to one of the rooms.

Carley: No way. We gotta go. NOW.

Glenn: LISTEN. I was out here looking for gas. And then, up there in the corner room, I heard crying coming from inside.

Lee: Who is it?

Glenn: It's a girl. We talked and she got frightened. I was trying to get in and help her and she started yelling and saying I was bitten. I tried to convince her I wasn't, and that's when all these guys came out of the forest. A couple almost got me, and I ended up hiding in the ice machine.

Carley: Lucky you; now let's go!

Glenn: We can't just leave her.

Lee: Damn right we can't.

Carley: You guys are suicidal. Over a girl!

Glenn: I'm saving her, with or without you.

Lee: (turns to Carley) Think about if it was you.

Carley: Fine. Let's go save Glenn's damsel in distress.

Carley draws her gun and everyone moves to the next wall, crouching behind it.

Lee: Okay, this is the plan. We don't know how hard it's gonna be to get her out of that room.

Glenn: Yeah, it's boarded up.

Lee: So we have to kill every one of them in here.

Carley reloads her pistol.

Lee: QUIETLY. Noise attracts these things. Now let's have a look around.

Talk To Carley

Carley: What do you see up there?

Talk To Glenn

Glenn: Be careful peeking around. If they get on our scent, we're toast.

Lee looks to the left, behind the wall.

Optional interactions=

Lee takes the pillow.

Carley: Good luck smothering them to death...

Lee: That's not really what I have in mind.

Lee looks over the wall at a walker eating a corpse.

Glenn: Oh, man. She's eating something. So we got that one right there, close.

Lee looks to the right.

Optional interactions=

Lee, Carley, and Glenn hide behind the pickup truck.

Talk To Carley

Carley: You need to find a weapon.

Talk To Glenn

Glenn: Let's keep looking around.

Lee looks to the left (his right).

Optional interactions=

Lee examines the window.

Lee: I wonder if there's anything in the pickup.

Lee examines the window again.

Optional interactions=

Lee decides to attack the zombie.

Lee: Get out your gun.

Carley is already holding her gun, as she has been doing the entire time.

Carley: But the noise...

Lee: Just follow my lead; stay right behind me.

Lee approaches the zombie and smashes the pillow over its face. Carley puts the gun against the pillow and pulls the trigger, killing the zombie somewhat quietly.

Glenn: That was sick!

Everyone now hides behind the car.

Talk To Carley

Carley: I'd prefer cover that can't just roll away.

Talk To Glenn

Glenn: We can get that guy by the wall over there, I bet...

Lee opens the car door and takes the spark plug. He unlocks the gear shift, then closes the door again.

Lee: It's, uh, a sparky thing.

Glenn: Spark plug. You should hold onto that, could come in handy.

Lee gives the car a push, and it rolls backwards, crushing the zombie against the wall.

Glenn: That was awesome!

Everyone returns to hiding behind the truck. Lee takes out the spark plug, about to use it on the window.

Glenn: Wait--let me see the spark plug. The porcelain inside these things turns car windows to tissue paper.

Lee hands Glenn the spark plug; he places it on the ground and stomps on it. He takes a piece of porcelain from inside the crushed spark plug and hands it to Lee. Lee throws it into the window, smashing it. The zombies hear and briefly turn to the group, but are more attracted to the noise from the crying girl. Lee takes the awl inside the truck.

Glenn: That could scramble a brain pretty good.

Lee: That's exactly what I was thinking.

Lee returns to the brick wall, preparing to use the awl on the zombie eating. He approaches the zombie and stabs it in the back of the head, then hides behind the RV with Glenn. Lee whistles at the zombie, who begins slowly walking toward Lee.

Optional interactions=

Lee jumps out and stabs the zombie in the chest, then the eye. Everyone sneaks over to the zombie trapped behind the car. It claws at them, but can't reach. Lee stabs the zombie in the head, and the awl remains stuck there.

Glenn: Dude, where'd your weapon go?

Lee: Into that ice-pick-sized hole.

Glenn: Ha, holy shit. It's cool, now we've got THIS. (gestures to fire axe)

Carley: Are you two done?

Lee takes the axe.

Lee: Two more.

Glenn: That should help.

Talk To Carley

Carley: We'll try to have your back, but this gun's a liability.

Talk To Glenn

Glenn: Be careful dealing with the two upstairs.

Everyone approaches the stairs.

Lee: Why don't you guys lag behind, just in case this goes to hell?

Carley: Okay. We'll be right behind you.

Glenn nods. Lee sneaks upstairs and around the corner. He whacks the first zombie in the side of the head, and decapitates the second one.

Glenn: Rad.

Everyone approaches the motel room. Lee pounds on the door.

Lee: Hello in there? We're here to help.

Irene: Please, just go away!

Carley: Let's go, guys.

Lee: In a minute. If you open up, we can take you somewhere safer. We've got a group in town.

Irene: No, no, no! Please, no!

Glenn: She's in trouble!

Lee: Miss! We're coming in!

Lee breaks down the board against the door with his axe. He jiggles the handle, but it's locked. He kicks against the door.

Irene: Stop, just stop! I'm coming out.

The girl opens the door and walks out. She's pale and has a bloody wound on her abdomen.

Lee: You're hurt.

Carley: Oh, God.

Irene: (tearfully) I...I said stay away.

Glenn: We need to get you help.

Irene: (tearfully) It's too late for that.

Carley: Guys, she's been bitten.

Glenn: What?!

Irene: I told you. I said go away, I'm bit. (tearfully) But you wouldn't just leave.

Lee: Let's calm down. You could be fine.

Irene: (distressed) I won't be fine. My boyfriend was bitten. You get sick and you die and you come back and you kill anything you can find.

Glenn: You have a boyfriend?

Carley: GLENN.

Irene: (tearfully) I don't want that. It's not Christian. Please, just leave me, please go.

Ok, we'll leave.=

TBC


 * -|Come with us, we'll get help,=

Lee: Come with us, and we'll find you some help.


 * -|What if you turn and come after us?=

Lee: What if you turn and follow us back to our group?

Irene: I know! That was why I was locked away. I can't let this happen to me.



Glenn: What are we gonna do?!

Irene notices Carley's gun.

Irene: You have a gun.

Carley: So?

Irene: Can I...borrow it?

Carley: What do you mean "borrow"?

Irene: Give it to me. I can just, you know, end this and then--then there's no problem.

Lee: Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Irene: (tearfully) PLEASE. I don't want to be one of them. They're...they're...satanic.

Give it to her.=

Lee: Give it to her.

You made a difficult choice.

Carley: What? You can't be serious.

Lee: Do it.

Carley: NO.

Carley places the gun on the ground, and Irene picks it up.

Irene: Thank you so much. I know how terrible this must be.

Glenn: We can't watch this, let's go.

Carley: We can't go yet.

Glenn: What?! Why not?

Lee: Because somebody needs to pick up the gun. We can't leave it. You two go on.

Glenn: Okay.

Glenn leaves.

Carley: You sure?

Lee: Yeah.

Carley leaves.

Irene raises the gun to her head and Lee closes his eyes. She pulls the trigger; Lee looks sad and takes the gun.

Everyone gets in the car and drives away sadly.


 * -|You can't have a gun.=

Lee: We can't let you do that to yourself.

You made a difficult choice.

Irene: Then do it for me!

Carley: We need to get going.

Irene: (desperately) Give it to me, PLEASE!

Glenn: This is crazy!

Carley: Please, step back.

Irene slowly approaches Carley.

Irene: It's just two seconds, just one bullet, and I can be with my family, and it'll all be fine.

Lee: Miss...

Carley: Back up!

Irene continues to approach Carley, who steps backward. Irene lunges at her, trying to grab the gun.

Irene: PLEASE!

Carley is backed up against the railing as Irene tries to take the gun, and Lee and Glenn try to pull her away. The balcony breaks and everyone falls, the gun sliding away. Irene picks it up.

Lee: Whoa, take it easy. We just want to help.

Irene: You can't.

Irene points the gun to her head.

Lee: Miss, just relax now...you need to think this through...we'll find you a doctor, it'll be okay, let's all just... No, no, no, no, NO!

Lee runs toward Irene, but she pulls the trigger. Glenn picks up the gun, horrified and shaking. He covers his mouth with his hand, then vomits.

Carley: Let's get out of here.

Zombies start walking toward the group. Carley points her gun at them.

Lee: Shit!

Glenn: Here they come!

Everyone runs to the car.

Glenn: Get in!

Everyone gets in the car and drives away quickly.



Irene: (desperately) Give it to me, PLEASE!

Glenn: This is crazy!

Carley: Please, step back.

Irene slowly approaches Carley.

Irene: It's just two seconds, just one bullet, and I can be with my family, and it'll all be fine.

Lee: Miss...

Carley: Back up!

Irene continues to approach Carley, who steps backward. Irene lunges at her, trying to grab the gun.

Irene: PLEASE!

Carley is backed up against the railing as Irene tries to take the gun, and Lee and Glenn try to pull her away. The balcony breaks and everyone falls, the gun sliding away. Irene picks it up.

Lee: Whoa, take it easy. We just want to help.

Irene: You can't.

Irene points the gun to her head.

Lee: Miss, just relax now...you need to think this through...we'll find you a doctor, it'll be okay, let's all just... No, no, no, no, NO!

Lee runs toward Irene, but she pulls the trigger. Glenn picks up the gun, horrified and shaking. He covers his mouth with his hand, then vomits.

Carley: Let's get out of here.

Zombies start walking toward the group. Carley points her gun at them.

Lee: Shit!

Glenn: Here they come!

Everyone runs to the car.

Glenn: Get in!

Everyone gets in the car and drives away quickly.

Pharmacy, Again
Kenny: Everyone alright?

Lee: Yeah. We had some close calls, but Glenn is fine, and...well, yeah...we're okay.

Glenn: I've got a few cans of gas for your pickup in the trunk of my car.

Kenny: Good to hear it.

Carley: And things back here?

Kenny: Quiet. Our "friend" is still in and out over there. He won't survive any more stress.

Lee: The next order of business is getting those pills out of the pharmacy.

Talk To Glenn

Lee: How are you doing, Glenn?

Glenn: You know.

Back at the Motor Inn...=

Lee: Back at the motor inn...

Glenn: How can it be that bad so fast?

Lee: You know, when things are taken away, people do crazy shit.

Glenn: I guess, but that's not me. I'm not giving up, not for anything.

Lee: Good, man. Good.


 * -|What's your story, Glenn?=

Lee: What's your story, Glenn?

Glenn: I deliver pizzas around here. I brought a couple to the Everetts a few times. Sorry, I mean, the folks that owned this place. Just really good people. It sucks seeing this place like this.

Lee: Isn't that the truth...


 * -|What's your next move?=

Lee: What's your next move?

Glenn: I don't know. I mean, you guys seem okay.

Lee: What about your family?

Glenn: Yeah, I...I...

Lee: Forget it, man. That's your business.

Glenn: I hate feeling like I can't do anything.

Lee: I know the feeling, man.


 * -|Exit=

Lee: Try to get some rest.

Glenn: Ha, yeah, right.

Talk To Carley

Story of the century here, huh?=

Lee: Story of the century here, huh?

Carley: Yeah, and I've got shit for recording equipment, and from the looks of it, there isn't going to be any shortage of first-hand accounts.

Lee: You do radio?

Carley: That's right. Well, until some piece of shit politicians yank our funding, and I hit the blogosphere.

Talk To Doug

Lee: How are we doing?

Doug: Good, want to go have a look around outside?

Lee: Let's have a look around.

Doug: Okay.

Lee looks at the walker across the street, preparing to use the photo to ID him.

Lee: That guy over there has the keys.

Doug: How can you be sure?

Lee: I found this in the office.

Lee shows Doug the photo of his parents and brother.

Lee: That boy in the photo worked here. The keys being on him is as good a bet as we can make.

Doug: Yeah, I agree. We just need to figure out how to get out there and get them. You wouldn't need long, right?

Lee: Nah, just a few seconds.

Doug: Maybe there's a way to distract them and buy you some time.

Lee pulls out the remote and presses a few buttons.

Lee: Think you can do anything with this?

Doug: You know what I COULD do...

Lee: What's that?

Lee hands Doug the remote, and he fiddles with the buttons.

Doug: It's universal; I could program it to work with those TVs across the street. Let's just hope the power is still on.

Lee: You can just do that?

Doug: I memorized all the codes when I was in AV. Let's try.

Doug presses a few buttons and the TVs across the street turn on..

Lee: Well fucking done, Doug. All that dork nonsense might save a life.

Doug: Who's to say it already hasn't?

Several zombies flock to the static.

Doug: That got a few of them to take notice...

The zombies turn and begin wandering again.

Lee: But not enough.

Lee uses the axe to break the lock.

Doug: Awesome! Now to distract those things...carefully.

Lee opens the gate and takes the brick. He throws it at the TV store, shattering the glass. All the zombies are drawn to the noise.

Lee: Now's the time.

Lee gets up and pulls out his axe, preparing to leave.

Doug: Be careful.

Lee: Keep an eye out, will ya?

Lee goes to his zombified brother and kneels in front of him; the walker growls and claws at Lee but is unable to reach him.

Lee: Hey, bud. I don't know what happened to Mom and Dad. But I know if you were there, you would've died for them, so...uh... Yeah. I'm going to assume that's what happened.

Doug: Did you find them yet?!

Lee: Give me a second.

I'm sorry I wasn't here.=

Lee: I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry I wasn't here. But knowing you were...to take care of them, through all of it. That helped.


 * -|I shouldn't have left.=

TBC


 * -|I have to finish you off, now.=

TBC



Lee says nothing.

Lee looks distressed, and raises his axe sadly, then axes his brother in the neck. The walker stops moving, then suddendly growls and claws at him again. Lee takes a few steps back in surprise.

Lee: FUCK!

Lee sadly raises his axe again, chopping his brother a few times in the neck and then once in the head. He leans down to get the keys.

Lee: Ugh... God.

Lee takes the keys.

Lee: There we go.

Lee waves the keys above his head to show Doug.

Doug: HOLY CRAP! RUN!

The zombies are no longer distracted by the TV and begin making their way toward Lee. He runs back to the pharmacy and Doug shuts the gate. They both go back inside.

Doug: Man, that was close.

Lee: But we did it, that's all that matters.

Lee goes over to Lilly and Larry.

Lee: I've got the keys.

Lilly stands up.

Lilly: Great! God, you're amazing. Let's get in there.

Lee and Lilly enter the office. Lee unlocks and opens the door to the supplies. He and Lilly enter and an alarm goes off.

Lilly: Oh, no.

Lee: Ah, shit.

Lilly: We gotta hurry!

They both run through the aisles, searching for the pills. Outside the store, zombies are drawn to the alarm and begin pounding on the door and windows.

Katjaa: Duck, c'mon, baby, time to go.

Kenny: I'm gonna get the truck pulled up 'round back!

Lilly: Do it fast, I've gotta get my dad outta here!

Lilly and Larry run off.

Kenny: I don't plan on dilly-dallying. Honey, take Duck into the office and barricade the living hell outta the door behind me. Glenn, when you hear me honking in the alley, start getting people outta here.

Glenn: You got it.

Kenny: Doug, Carley, and Lee, you guys make sure our defenses stay up 'til then. And, Lee, I better take that axe in case I run into any of 'em on the way to my truck.

Lee: Here you go.

Lee tosses the axe to Kenny.

Doug: Guys, that door's not locked anymore!

Kenny: Shit! You three, get on it! I'll get back as fast as I can!

Kenny runs off, and Doug, Glenn, and Carley try to hold the doors closed.

Lee: (to Clementine) Stay away from the windows.

Katjaa: Glenn, we need your help! Please hurry!

Glenn runs off to help Katjaa and Duck, and Lee takes his place holding the doors closed.

Doug: Hey, Lee...if we don't make it through this, you should know that... I think you're a great guy.

Shut up, Doug!=

Lee: Shut up, Doug!


 * -|We'll make it through this!=

Lee: We WILL make it through this!


 * -|Uh, thanks.=

TBC



Lee says nothing.

Carley: Doug, if we don't make it through this, you should know--

A zombie pounds on the door and partially opens it, knocking Lee forward. He rushes back to push the door closed again.

Doug: I should know WHAT?

Carley: Huh?!

Doug: You said I should know--

Carley: Shit!

The zombies manage to push back a shelf blocking the window next to Doug and start climbing into the store.

Carley: On it.

Carley steps away from the door and draws her gun.

Lee: Are you sure?

Carley: Oh, shit!

Lee: Wha...? Oh, shit!

Carley shoots several zombies that are getting close to Doug.

Lee: Okay, then...

Carley runs off to shoot down more zombies.

Lee: Clementine! Can you look for something to stick in between the handles? Something real strong, okay?!

Clementine: Okay!

Clementine runs off to search. Zombies partially break the door open and Lee pushes it closed again.

Lee: CLEMENTINE! Did you find anything?!

Clementine: Nothing! Oh, wait!

Clementine runs off.

Doug: That window is SCREWED!

Lee: GO!

Doug runs off, and Lee struggles to hold the door closed on his own. Clementine runs up to him, holding Lee's father's cane.

Clementine: I found something!

Lee takes the cane and shoves it through the handles of the front door.

Doug: Ahhhh! Get off, get OFF! Lee, help! Get off me, get him off! Get him off me!

Near a boarded-up window, zombies have grabbed onto Doug.

Carley: SHIT! I'm out! I'm OUT!

A zombie is holding onto Carley's ankle.

Carley: LEE! Help! Ammo! In my purse!

Save Doug=

You chose to save Doug.

Lee runs over to Doug and pulls him out of the zombies' grasp.

Doug: Oh, man, thanks.

Carley screams as a second zombie approaches her and pulls her to the ground. She tries to escape but the zombies pull her back down and devour her as she screams. Doug covers his mouth with his hand, horrified.

Doug: Holy...

Kenny: Let's GO!

Larry enters, and Doug runs over to him.

Doug: They got Carley!


 * -|Save Carley=

You chose to save Carley.

Lee runs over to Carley's purse and takes out a magazine. He tosses it to her and she reloads just as another zombie appears in front of her. She shoots both zombies.

Doug: Ah, no! GET 'EM OFF ME! AHHH!

Clementine: AHHH!

Doug is dragged out the window and screams while devoured by zombies. Carley covers her mouth with her hand, horrified.

Carley: Oh, my god...

Carley shoots more zombies. Kenny bursts through the back door.

Kenny: Let's GO!

Larry enters, and Carley runs over to him.

Carley: They got Doug... They...they...

Larry: It doesn't matter, you've gotta MOVE.

Clementine screams as a crawling zombie grabs onto her. Lee stomps on the zombie's head, immobilizing it, and Clementine crawls away. Larry holds the door open as everyone runs out except Lee, as Larry puts his hand on Lee's chest to prevent him from leaving.

Larry: You're not coming with us, you son of a bitch!

Clementine: No!

Larry punches Lee and he falls to the floor, his vision fading. Kenny rushes back in and kills the zombie next to Lee with an axe, then holds out his hand.

Kenny: I'm not letting somebody else get eaten today.

Lee takes Kenny's hand and he helps him stand up.

(Sided with Kenny)=

Kenny: Especially a good friend.


 * -|(Sided with Larry)=

Kenny: Even if he is an asshole.

Lee closes the door behind him as zombies swarm the store.

Motel, Again
Lilly adds another zombie to the pile of dead walkers and Irene and wipes her hands on her clothes. Clementine looks on in sadness and disgust. She walks back to the group and Duck tries to talk to her.

Duck: Oh, man, Clementine! It was so awesome...

Kenny and Katjaa unpack boxes in their truck. Glenn stands near his car, listening to his car radio. Lee looks sadly at the family photo. In the distance, screams and gunfire is heard. Lee approaches Glenn.

Lee: Hey, Glenn.

Glenn holds out his hand for Lee to be quiet, still listening to the radio.

Radio: ...emergencies in all counties, Georgia cities and their current level of disaster are as follows: Atlanta, stage nine catastrophe...

Glenn: I think I need to go.

Lee: To Atlanta?

Glenn: Yeah... I got friends there, and I just can't stay here knowing that they could be trapped in that city.

Lee: It sounds like nobody knows what's happening there. When we left a few days ago it could've gone either way.

Glenn: I gotta take my chances.

Lilly looks at Lee; he shakes his head and holds out his hand, and she walks away.

I think that's the wrong call.=


 * -|You gotta do what you gotta do.=

Lee: You gotta do what you gotta do.

Glenn: And I gotta do this.

Lee: I respect that.


 * -|Find your friends.=

Lee: Find your friends and be safe.

Glenn: Thanks, Lee, that means a lot. I don't mean to abandon you all, but this seems like an okay setup, and I'm sure things will be back to normal around here in no time.

Lee: Let's hope.

Glenn: You guys be safe.

Lee: We'll try.

(Gave Irene the gun)=

Glenn: And, Lee, you know, if this doesn't get better, people ARE going to give up--like the girl from upstairs. Are you just gonna let them? You told Carley to give her the gun.

Lee: Yeah, I did.

Glenn: Maybe you were right. I don't know how to handle something like that. Anyway, see ya around.


 * -|(Didn't give Irene the gun)=

Glenn looks sadly at the broken balcony.

Glenn gets into his car and drives off. Lee approaches Kenny and Katjaa.

Lee: Hey, Ken.

Kenny: Close call back there.

Lee: Thanks for picking me up.

Kenny: No problem.

The two shake hands.

Kenny: We have to take care of each other.

Lee: Yeah, we do.

Kenny: Hey, about Clementine.

Lee: Yeah?

(The following depends on what Lee said to Kenny back at the farm after asking him if he needed help with his truck.)

(Lee said he didn't have kids)=

TBC


 * -|(Lee said he was okay)=

Kenny: Earlier, I mentioned you gotta ask yourself what you're gonna do if Clementine's parents don't show.

Lee: Yeah, you did.

Kenny: You think that's gonna happen?

Lee: Her parents showing up? No, I don't.

Kenny: Well, I want you to know that I think you've got it in you. I think you can take care of that little girl just fine.


 * -|(Lee said he had no idea)=

Kenny: I think you know what you're doing.

Lee: Shit, man, do any of us?

Kenny: With Clementine, I mean. Earlier, you said you were clueless. I just want you to know that I look at you, and I see the type of guy who figures things out. That girl is gonna be just fine.


 * -|(Lee said nothing)=

Kenny: Earlier, I said there's some stuff out there that might screw up a precious little girl like her.

Lee: You did.

Kenny: Well, I still think that's true. But after what I saw today, I think between you taking care of her and her taking care of herself, you two are gonna be just fine.

Lee: Thanks, Kenny.

Kenny: You got it.

Lee approaches Carley/Doug, who is near a table with boxes of supplies.

(Saved Doug)=

Doug is using a screwdriver on a gadget.

Lee: How are you doing, Doug? Doug?

Doug: We couldn't save her, could we?

Lee: I don't think so. It happened pretty fast.

Doug: I...I know it's stupid, we just met...it's dumb, but, uh... I mean, it's...its...probably just that survivor thing, but I really liked her.

Doug: Anyway, I'd rather be alone, I think.

Lee: I understand.

Doug: Wait, Lee?

Lee: What is it, buddy?

Doug: How did you choose? I mean, we both needed you...you picked me.

Doug: I just wish you would've picked her.


 * -|(Saved Carley)=

Carley is searching the boxes.

Lee: How are you doing, Carley?

Carley: I'm okay. You know, considering.

Lee: I do, yeah.

Carley: I can't stop thinking about Doug. We couldn't have saved him, could we?

Lee: I don't think so. It happened pretty fast.

Carley: I know it's stupid...we'd just met...and he was such a...it's just that... I think that I liked him.

Carley: Anyway, I'd rather be alone, I think.

Lee: I understand.

Carley: Wait, Lee?

Lee: What is it?

Carley: How did you choose? We both needed you...you picked me.

Carley: I just wish we both could've made it, you know?

Lee: Me too, Carley.

Lee approaches Duck and Clementine; Clementine sits on the back bumper of the RV, and Duck is nearby, talking to her. Larry watches him, glaring and crossing his arms.

Duck: ...it's all, like, pow, pow, pow! I thought Super Dinosaur was toast! But you know what? He wasn't. Oh! AND THEN?

Lee: Hey, Duck, you wanna cool it for a minute?

Duck: Okay, sorry.

Lee kneels down in front of Clementine.

Lee: I'm sorry, there's, uh, not a lot of kids here.

Clementine: No, it's not that. It's... I got grabbed again.

Lee: I was there, though.

Clementine: I fell...and my walkie-talkie broke. Glenn had the other one.

Aww, I'm sorry.=


 * -|It's just a walkie-talkie...=


 * -|So? It can't help us.=



TBC