The following is a transcript of Episode 4: Around Every Corner of Telltale Games' The Walking Dead: Season 1.

Streets

Everyone walks through the empty streets of Savannah. Lee, Ben, Christa, and Kenny have drawn their pistols, and Chuck carries a shovel. Omid limps along, his injured leg now bandaged. Clementine walks beside Lee and looks at her walkie-talkie attached to his hip.

Clementine: Can't I just hold it? Just for a little while? We're getting real close to where my mom and dad are, maybe I can--

Lee: I already told you no. Don't ask me again, okay?

Christa: What's the harm in letting her have it? It doesn't even work.

Lee: You take care of yours, let me take care of mine.

Christa: Sorry I spoke.

Lee: Not now, Clementine. Maybe later, okay?

Clementine: Okay.

Lee: Not now, I need you to focus. Keep your attention on the street.

Clementine: Okay. Sorry.

Lee says nothing.

Lee: How's Omid?

Christa: His leg's pretty bad.

Omid: I'm fine.

Christa: You're not fine, you need to rest. He needs to rest.

Lee: It's not safe to stop out here in the open, we need to keep moving. He can rest after we find a boat and get out on the water.

You chose to keep moving.

Christa: I don't know how much longer he can keep on like this. If his leg gets any worse, we're going to have to carry him.

Kenny: Or leave him.

Christa: What? No, that's not an option. We can't--

Kenny: Lady, I've know you for all of twelve hours--you don't get to say "we", unless you mean just you and him.

Christa: You know, since this all started, I've seen the best come out of a lot of people, and the worst come out of a lot of others. I guess we know which side you came down on.

Kenny: There you go again, "we". There is no "we"--there's "us" and there's you and your boyfriend slowing "us" down.

Christa: Go to hell, Kenny.

Kenny: Ha! You taken a look around lately? It ain't that long a trip.

Lee: Christa's right, we've all got to look out for each other. (sighs) How much farther?

Kenny: Should be just a few more blocks to the riverfront.

Lee: Christa, Kenny's right. The longer we stay out in the open, the more dangerous it is for all of us.

Christa: I'm not leaving him!

Lee: No one's asking you to. We just gotta keep moving. All of us.

Clementine: Lee, can't you help him? His leg looks really bad.

Lee: Yeah, you're right. Omid, here, give me your arm.

Lee: You need some help with him?

Christa: Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks.

Lee: Omid, here, give me your arm.

Christa appreciated that.

Christa: Thanks a lot for the support.

Lee: Kenny, how much farther to the riverfront.

Kenny: Should be just a few more blocks up ahead.

Christa: And there'll be boats there?

Lee: There sure as hell better be.

Kenny: There'll be boats. Have to be. Have to be.

Ben: It's going to be okay. Kenny knows what he's doing.

Lee: Yeah, you're right. Kenny, hold up. Kenny, goddamn it! I said hold up! Omid needs to take a break, let's give him a minute.

Kenny: We're almost at the river, almost to the boats.

Lee: Then it won't hurt to stop for just one damn minute.

Kenny keeps walking.

You asked Kenny to wait for Omid.

Christa supports Omid as he leans on her for help to walk.

Christa: I said Omid needs to rest! Guys, can we stop for one minute?

Kenny: You can rest all you want once we get out on the water.

Christa: I'm telling you, he can't keep going like this.

Lee: Come on, I'll help you.

The belltower starts ringing.

Ben: What the hell...?

Christa: Maybe this city's not so dead after all...

Kenny: Keep moving. No one's ringing that bell, it's automatic, on a timer.

Lee: (checks watch) What kind of church bell goes off at twenty past the hour?

Lee notices a figure climbing on the rooftop.

Lee: Someone's up there.

Ben: Are you sure? I don't see anything.

Lee: I know what I saw. I'm telling you, there's someone up in that belltower! Someone alive!

Lee: Hey! Hey, you up there!

Christa: Damn it, Lee, keep quiet! You're gonna--

Lee: Maybe. Or maybe I'm just getting a little punchy, you know? I'm--

Lee says nothing.

The radio crackles.

Stranger: If I were you, I'd get out of the street. Now.

Christa: I thought you said that thing didn't work!

Lee presses the button on the radio.

Lee: Hello? Hello? Are you there?!

Lee: Who the hell is this?! Hello? Hello? I said answer me!

Lee: Who is this? Is that you up in the belltower?

Omid: Y'know... "Hello" might have been a place to start.

Omid: What the hell was that? Is someone trying to fuck with us?

Ben: Sounded more like a warning.

Chuck: "Ask not for whom the bell tolls..."

Kenny: What are you yammerin' on about?

Chuck: "It tolls for thee..."

Dozens of walkers start to approach the group. The bell has stopped tolling.

Lee: Oh, shit.

Kenny: Goddamn it. RUN! Follow me!

Lee: Oh, fuck.

Kenny: Goddamn it. RUN! Follow me!

Lee: Everybody, RUN!

Kenny: Goddamn it. RUN! Follow me!

The group kills several walkers and run through the street. A walker trapped under a car grabs onto Kenny's ankle, making him fall and drop his gun. He grabs onto a pole and tries to pull himself toward the weapon.

Lee: Kenny!

Lee shoots the walker.

Christa shoots the walker.

Kenny: Little too close, don't ya think?

Clementine: Ben!

Ben and Clementine are cornered against a brick wall by walkers.

Lee: No! Ben! Help her!

Clementine panics as Ben runs away.

Lee: Goddamn it!

Lee shoots several of the walkers near himself and Clementine. She yelps as a walker gets close to her.

Lee: No!

Chuck knocks over the walker and drives his shovel through its chest. Lee hugs Clementine.

Chuck: Get her the hell out of here! I'll catch up with ya!

Lee and Clem run ahead.

Kenny: Move your asses! River Street's right up ahead!

Ben: That's not all... (more walkers approach)

Kenny: Oh, gimme a fucking break!

Christa: Wait, where the hell's Chuck?

Chuck continues to kill walkers with his shovel as more of them swarm around him.

Omid: Shit! He's in trouble, we gotta help him!

Kenny: (looks at walkers approaching the group) There's no time! We've gotta go, now!

Chuck: I'll be fine! Just go!

House

The group runs into the backyard of a house.

Kenny: I'll get the door!

Lee closes the gate. Omid falls down and Christa kneels next to him. Ben and Kenny try to open the boarded-up door.

Lee: You okay?

Omid: (moves to a sitting position) Ugh... Yeah.

Christa: You've opened up your wound, you're bleeding! Shit, that's gonna get infected. We've gotta get him inside, clean him up!

Lee: Kenny? How's that door coming?

Kenny: I'm working on it, I'm working on it!

Christa: Well, work faster, would you? Won't be long before those things outside figure out where we went. You know they can smell blood!

Kenny: Lady, I ain't the one who's bleeding.

Lee: Just get us inside, I don't care how you do it!

Kenny: Maybe you should come up with some ideas, then.

Lee: Let me see if I can find us a way in.

Lee: Quit it, the pair of you! You're gonna bring more of 'em down on us! I'll see if I can find a way in.

Kenny: Lee, instead of standing there like a goddamned mute, maybe you could give us a hand here!

Lee: Empty. Yeah, that would have been too easy.

Lee: Just a doghouse.

Lee: Guess this used to be his home.

Lee: Looks like something was buried here.

Lee: Don't think I wanna start digging up god-knows-what until we find a way into that house first.

Lee: Not thirsty enough to drink that yet.

Lee: Damn...

Lee: No way I'm gonna be able to bust through that.

Lee: No way we're gonna force that open. Not without making a lot of noise, at least.

(After looking at it the first time.)

Lee: Maybe this'll open if we can find some way to cut the power.

Omid: There's nothing to cut, it runs on its own battery. I don't think we can just wait around for it to run out.

Lee: This has got to be our way in...if we can just figure out how to get it open.

Lee: No way I'm gonna be able to bust through that.

Lee bashes the door.

Omid: Dude, you're not gonna break that thing open. All you're gonna do is make a lot of noise we don't need.

Lee: I can't just keep whaling on this thing, makes way too much noise.

Lee: I don't need that anymore. I'm done digging up dead dogs for today.

Lee: Ugh...oof. Stinks like hell.

Talk to Clementine

Clementine: Do you think the dead people saw us come back here? Are they going to find us?

Lee: No, they didn't see us. We were too fast for them.

Clementine: I can still hear them out there. It sounds like they're getting closer.

Lee: It's just your imagination.

Clementine: I'll feel safer when we're inside the house.

Lee: Yeah, I think maybe they did.

Clementine: I think so too. I'm standing guard in case they show up.

Lee: You don't need to do that, we're going to be safe inside real soon. Until then, just stay close to me, okay?

Clementine: Okay.

Lee: Try not to worry. Even if they saw us, they can't get in here.

Clementine: We did. Why can't they?

Lee: We're a lot smarter than they are. They're just like dumb animals, they can't open doors.

Clementine: I used to have a pet hamster. One night, he figured out how to open the door to his cage, and when we woke up he'd eaten half a box of cookies.

Lee: I don't think this is quite the same, Clem.

Clementine: Yeah, right. This time, we're the cookies.

Lee: Just stay away from the gate. I'm gonna see about getting us inside the house.

You chose not to answer her.

Clementine: I guess that's a yes.

Clementine sits on the ground next to Omid and Christa.

Talk to Clementine Again

Clementine: Will we be inside soon?

Lee: Yeah, not much longer now.

Clementine: I hope so. It's getting cold out here.

Talk to Omid and Christa

Lee: How's he looking?

Omid: I'm alright.

Christa: You're not alright. You've reopened your wound, you're losing blood, and God only knows what might've gotten in there. It could be infected, it could be--

Omid: No offense, but you really need to work on your bedside manner.

Lee: Try not to worry, it always looks worse than it really is.

Omid: Except when it's a bite.

Lee: Yeah, well, it's not a bite. We're gonna get you fixed up.

Christa: Just get us inside the house, will you?

Lee: I'm on it.

Christa: Lee?

Lee: Yeah?

Christa: Thanks.

Lee: No problem.

You reassured them.

Lee: Christa's right, it looks pretty bad.

You were honest with Omid.

Omid: You're just as bad as she is! I'm telling you, it's just a--aaarrgh! Jesus!

LeE: Quit trying to be a tough guy, Omid. Hell, I'd be crying like a baby, my leg looked like that.

Christa: Please, we have to get him inside.

Lee: Don't worry, I'm on it.

Lee: She's just worried about you, man. Don't worry, we're gonna get you fixed up in no time, just as soon as we're inside. Okay?

Omid: Okay. Thanks, man.

You reassured Omid.

Christa: Please go and help Kenny. We need to get him inside NOW!

Lee: I'm on it, just sit tight.

Omid: Hey, I'm not going anywhere.

Omid: Okay, you're not exactly filling me with confidence here.

Christa: Lee, will you please see what's happening with getting us inside? We can't stay out here like this!

Talk to Christa and Omid Again

Lee: How're you guys doing?

Christa: Not great, so long as we're stuck out here. Will you please go figure out a way to get us inside?

Talk to Ben

Lee: Ben?

Lee: About what happened back there on the street...

Ben: I know. I don't know what happened. I just...froze up. Hasn't that ever happened to you?

Lee: Just hear what I'm saying to you. You put that girl in danger again, it won't be walkers you have to worry about.

Ben: I hear you.

Lee: Think we can get in through one of these windows?

Ben: Man, I don't think so. Whoever owned this place had them all barred up.

Lee: Yeah...looks pretty solid.

Lee: How do you think Kenny's holding up?

Ben: I don't know. It's...it's like all he can think about is finding a boat. He definitely doesn't want to talk about Katjaa and Duck. At least not with me.

Lee: Yeah, well, I figure that's probably for the best.

Lee: Maybe we should just let him deal with it in his own way.

Lee: I'm gonna go check things out.

Ben: Alright.

Talk to Kenny

Lee: How's it coming? Find a way in yet?

Kenny: Door's locked up tight. Too heavy to force it without making a whole lot of noise.

Lee: Maybe there's a better way in.

Kenny: Well, if there is, I ain't seeing it.

Lee: You think maybe someone's still inside?

Kenny: Nah, we'd have heard from 'em by now, all the racket we're making. But whoever was here did a pretty good job fortifying it. Nice place to hole up...if we can just figure out how to get in.

Lee: Hey. How're you holding up, man?

Kenny: Lee, I appreciate the interest, but I don't think talking about my feelings right now is going to help us get inside this house.

Kenny: Maybe you should have a look around. See what you can find.

Talk to Kenny Again

Lee: Making any progress on that door?

Lee looks at the pet door.

Lee: What's this? Looks like there's some kinda pet door here.

Ben: I tried it already, that's locked too.

Kenny: Who the hell ever heard of a locked doggy door?

Omid: I have. My neighbor had one just like that. It's radio-controlled, the dog wears a collar with a chip in it so the door only opens when the dog gets close to it.

Kenny: Well, shit. Every day's a school day.

Ben: Alright, so...where's the dog?

Lee picks up the shovel.

Lee: A shovel is never not useful.

Lee prepares to dig up the dirt mound.

Omid: Hey, be careful. Digging up dead things isn't what it used to be, you know what I mean?

Lee: Yeah, I hear you.

Everyone but Omid approaches the grave as Lee digs up the grave.

Clementine: What's buried down there?

In the grave lies a dog's corpse with a collar still on.

Lee: Nothing. Clem, go over and sit with Christa and Omid, okay?

Clementine: But I want to--

Lee: Just do what I say, okay?

Clementine feels hurt.

Lee: Whatever it is, it's been here a while.

Clementine: Ew, I can smell it from here. Gross!

Christa: Clementine, honey, come sit with me and Omid, let Lee work.

Lee: Don't know yet...

Christa: Clementine, honey, come sit with me and Omid, let Lee work.

Christa: Clementine, honey, come sit with me and Omid, let Lee work.

Clementine sits with Omid and Christa.

Lee finishes digging up the grave and sits the shovel aside.

Ben: Oh, God, the smell.

Lee: Must've belonged to someone.

Lee picks up the collar.

Lee: Ugh... I can't get it off.

The dog's head falls from its corpse and the collar comes off.

Lee: Aagh!

Ben: Okay, that is NOT cool.

Christa vomits.

Clementine: Are you okay?

Christa: I'm fine, honey. It's just the smell.

Omid: Are you sure you--

Christa: I said I'm fine, okay?

Lee takes out the collar and places it near the pet door.

Lee: Here goes nothing...

The pet door unlocks.

Kenny: Yes! Goddamn!

The group approaches the door. Lee looks through the pet door.

Ben: You see anything in there?

Lee: No. Looks like it's been empty a while.

The sound of walkers can be heard nearby.

Christa: Whatever you're gonna do, do it fast.

Lee: Okay, lemme see if I can reach up in there...

Ben: Be careful, man...

Lee tries to reach the door handle.

Lee: Ugh...it's no good, I can't get it.

Ben: Here, let me try. I think I can--

Clementine crawls through the pet door.

Lee: Clem! Goddamn it, get back here! Clementine!

Lee: Clem! Are you okay? Say something!

Lee: Clem! what do you see in there?

Lee says nothing.

Clementine opens the door.

Clementine: (raises hands) Ta-da!

Lee: Don't ever do that again!

Clementine: I was only trying to help!

Lee: That's not the point. That was dangerous and stupid. You don't know what might be in there!

Clementine feels hurt.

Lee: Good job, Clem!

Ben: Yeah, way to go.

Clementine: I did good, right?

Lee: Yes, you did. You did good.

You praised Clementine.

Lee: Good work, Clem. But don't go shooting off like that without asking first, okay?

Clementine: I was just trying to help.

Lee: I know. And you did good. You just had me worried there for a minute.

You gently warned Clementine.

Clementine: What? Am I in trouble?

Omid: (gets up) Can we maybe have this conversation inside? My leg's starting to hurt like hell.

Kenny: (steps through door) Looks okay from here, everybody in.

Christa: Little harsh on her, don't you think?

Everyone enters the house. Christa help Omid onto a couch in the living room.

Omid: Argh!

Christa: Sorry! Sorry!

Omid: No, it's okay. I'm good. Feel better already just being off my feet. Thanks, babe.

Christa joins the group in the kitchen.

Christa: So, when were you going to tell us about the radio?

Kenny: Tell you what?

Christa: That it's working! That there's someone else on the other end of that thing! You didn't think that might have been worth sharing with the rest of us? Well?

Lee: I didn't see the point in worrying anyone. Not until I figured out who it was.

Christa: I don't like people keeping secrets. I especially don't like it when they think it's for my own good.

Christa is not reassured.

Kenny: Who gives a shit about the damn radio? I'm more worried about whoever it was out there ringing that bell and bringing the dead down on top of us! It's like they didn't want us to make it to the river!

Christa: What if they're the same guy?

Kenny: That doesn't make any damn sense. If it was the same guy, why would he warn us?

Christa: Damned if I know! Maybe they were just trying to mess with us. Wouldn't be the most screwed-up thing I've seen these past few weeks, I can tell you.

Lee: I didn't know myself until it just started working out there on the street!

You chose to lie to Christa.

Christa: So you don't know who that voice was?

Kenny: Who gives a shit about the damn radio? I'm more worried about whoever it was out there ringing that bell and bringing the dead down on top of us! It's like they didn't want us to make it to the river!

Christa: What makes you think it's not the same person? Whoever was on the radio was close enough to see us in the street. And we didn't see anyone else other than the guy in the belltower.

Kenny: Because that doesn't make a lick of damn sense. Why would they bring out the dead like that and then try to warn us about it?

Christa: Damned if I know! Maybe they were just trying to mess with us. Wouldn't be the most screwed-up thing I've seen these past few weeks, I can tell you.

Lee: I was going to tell you. Kenny and I only found out yesterday.

You were honest with Christa.

Christa: So both of you were keeping it from the rest of us? Great.

Kenny: Who gives a shit about the damn radio? I'm more worried about whoever it was out there ringing that bell and bringing the dead down on top of us! It's like they didn't want us to make it to the river!

Christa: What makes you think it's not the same person? Whoever was on the radio was close enough to see us in the street. And we didn't see anyone else other than the guy in the belltower.

Kenny: Because that doesn't make a lick of damn sense. Why would they bring out the dead like that and then try to warn us about it?

Christa: How much sense does anything make anymore? In case you haven't noticed, there's a lot of twisted folks out there these days. At least the dead don't play games with you.

Christa: Nothing to say for yourself? Great, that inspires confidence.

Kenny: What does it matter about the damn radio? What matters is that there's someone out there trying to mess with us, ringing those bells!

Christa: What if they're the same guy?

Kenny: Bullshit! They warned us about our own trap? What kind of sense does that make?

Christa: How much sense does anything make anymore? In case you haven't noticed, there's a lot of twisted folks out there these days. At least the dead don't play games with you.

Lee: Whoever that was on the radio, I think they were trying to help us. They did warn us, didn't they?

Christa: Maybe you're right. But whoever it was, they're watching us. Following us. And they don't want us to know who they are. I can't think of any explanation for that that would make me feel better. Can you?

Lee: I don't know who it was. All I know is, they're no friend of ours.

Kenny: Damn right. I'm telling you, they don't want us getting to the river. Maybe they want those boats all to themselves. Well, we'll see about that.

Christa: I'm not going back out there any time soon. Omid needs to rest.

Lee: Whoever it was, seems like they're following us. And I don't like being followed.

Kenny: All the more reason to get on a damn boat, where we can't be followed.

Christa: I'm not going back out there any time soon. Omid needs to rest.

Lee says nothing.

Lee: I'm with Kenny on that. Once it's quieted down outside we'll all head out to the river together. Deal?

Kenny: Suit yourselves. But I'm not gonna wait around too long for someone else to grab up those boats, that's our ticket out of here.

Lee: I think we could all use a little time to rest up and gather our thoughts, Kenny. At least until those walkers outside wander off and Omid's feeling better.

Kenny: He best feel better quick. I ain't gonna wait around here too long.

Lee: We need to make sure Chuck is okay. Once it's quieted down outside we'll all head towards the river and see if we can find him. Deal?

Kenny: Suit yourselves. But I'm not gonna wait around too long for someone else to grab up those boats, that's our ticket out of here.

Ben: Look, why don't we just stay here a little longer? Omid needs rest, and we need to wait for the walkers outside to thin out.

Kenny: Suit yourselves. But I'm not gonna wait around too long for someone else to grab up those boats, that's our ticket out of here.

Ben: Place seems secure, at least.

Christa: I'll feel better when we know that for sure. We need to check the whole house.

Kenny: (sighs) Alright, fine. You and me'll take the upstairs--Lee, you've got down here. Make sure you check every door, understand?

Lee: Okay.

Ben, Christa, and Kenny leave.

Clementine: Can I help? What if there's another locked door?

Lee: (pat Clem's head) I think you've been helpful enough for one day, kiddo. Why don't you just see if Christa and Omid need anything, okay?

Clementine: Okay.

Clementine: Is there anything I can do?

Lee: Thanks, I got it. Hang out with Christa and Omid until I get back, okay?

Clementine: Lee... I'm sorry.

Lee: What for?

Clementine: Going through the door like that, without checking first. I guess that was pretty dumb, huh?

Lee: Just ask me first, next time you're gonna outsmart all the grown-ups. Okay?

Clementine: (smiling) Okay.

Clementine: I guess you don't want my help, huh?

Lee: Hey, I'm sorry if I went off on you a little. You know it's only because I want you to be safe. Look, I gotta check the house. Just stay with Christa and Omid, okay?

Clementine: Okay.

Clementine feels better.

Lee: You've been helpful enough for one day. Just stay close to Christa while I check the house, okay?

Clementine: Okay.

Lee: Just stay with Christa and Omid, okay?

Clementine: Okay.

Clementine: Okay.

Clementine feels scorned.

Clementine leaves.

Lee: All empty.

Lee: Nothing. Water's off.

Lee: All cleaned out.

Lee: No power.

A crayon drawing depicts a dog with the caption "My Dog Walter". Lee sighs sadly.

Lee: Hope we never get desperate enough for food that this starts looking appetizing.

Lee: I'm not THAT hungry. Besides, I need to finish checking the downstairs.

Lee: Must've stopped working a while ago.

Lee: Whoever cleared this place out left behind two bottles of whiskey? Looks like someone didn't have their priorities straight.

Lee: Probably not the best idea right now. I need to stay frosty.

Lee: Looks expensive. And heavy. Doubt any looters would be able to haul that thing too far.

Lee: Not exactly my style...

Lee shakes his head sadly.

Comments from Christa

Christa: How's it coming?

Talk to Christa and Omid

Lee: Hey, guys.

Christa: How's the house looking?

Lee: Not done searching the first floor yet. But so far, so good.

Lee: What do you guys think about this plan of Kenny's?

Christa: The guy's losing it. Look, Lee, I know he's your friend and all, but you need to be careful. That man is on the edge. And I don't know if I wanna be around when he goes over it.

Lee: Kenny's solid. He's just been through a lot, that's all.

Christa: I hope you're right. For all our sakes.

Lee: How's that couch treating you, Omid? Leg feeling better yet?

Omid: I'm alright.

Lee: I feel you.

Lee: Finding this house was a hell of a stroke of luck.

Christa: I'll like it a lot better when we know for sure it's safe.

Lee: I'll make sure. But right now it feels like just the break we needed. Maybe our luck's starting to turn around.

Christa: I'd like to believe that. Really, I would.

Lee: Sit tight. I'll keep checking the first floor to make sure it's safe.

Christa: Thanks, Lee.

Talk to Clementine

Lee: Holding up okay?

Clementine: I hope this house is safe. Have you checked all the rooms to make sure?

Lee: No, but I'll take care of it.

Lee opens one of the doors in the living room, holding his gun in the other hand. He finds it to just be an empty closet.

Lee: All clear in here.

Lee opens the other door, drawing his gun, finding it to just be a bathroom.

Lee: Nothing hiding in here.

Lee looks at the double doors in the hallway.

Lee: Just one more to check.

Lee pushes open the double doors, drawing his gun. A broom falls over.

Lee: Jesus!

Clementine: What? What happened?

Lee: (places the broom back) It's nothing. Just...nothing.

Lee returns to Christa, Omid, and Clementine.

Lee: Well, the place ain't got much. We should be okay here for a while, at least until it quiets down outside.

Christa: Good. Thanks.

Lee: Is he okay?

Christa: Yeah, for now. But I'm really worried his leg might've gotten infected. Don't suppose you turned up any meds while you were poking around?

Lee: Nah, just dog food. And there's some whiskey in the back.

Christa: I was just asking Clementine if she knows who the man on her radio is. It's okay, honey, you can tell us. Who is he? What does he want?

Lee: Go ahead, Clem. It's okay. You're not in any trouble.

Clementine: It's just a friend. I don't think he wants to hurt us.

Christa: What has he been saying to you? What have you been saying to him?

Clementine: I told him I was trying to find my parents, and that they were in Savannah. He really seems nice, I think he wants to help me find them.

Christa: Clementine. Honey, trust me, that's not what he wants. He--

Lee: Clementine! Christa asked you a question! And both of us would like an answer. Who have you been talking to?

Clementine: I don't know! He said he was a friend! He said he could help me find my mom and dad! I told him we were looking for them in Savannah.

You made Clementine nervous.

Lee: Clementine. Look at me. What else have you told this man?

Lee: Back off, Christa. She hasn't done anything wrong.

Christa: I'm not saying she intended to. But she's just a kid, she doesn't know any better. You never told her not to talk to strangers? I mean, these days more than ever...

Lee: Clem, honey. Who is the man you've been talking to? It's okay, you're not in any trouble. We just need to know.

Clementine: I don't know, but he really seems nice. I think he wants to help us.

Lee: Help us how? Clementine, what exactly have you told him?

Clementine: I told him that we were looking for my mom and dad, and that they were in Savannah. He said he thinks he might know where to look for them.

Lee: Have you told him anything else about us? Clementine, try to think. This is important. What else have you told him?

You made Clementine nervous.

Clementine: It's just a friend. I don't think he wants to hurt us.

Christa: What has he been saying to you? What have you been saying to him?

Clementine: I told him I was trying to find my parents, and that they were in Savannah. He really seems nice, I think he wants to help me find them.

Christa: Clementine. Honey, trust me, that's not what he wants. He--

Ben: LEE!

Ben runs partway down the stairs.

Ben: Lee, you need to get up here now.

Lee: What's wrong?

Ben: It's Kenny.

Ben and Lee go upstairs and stand in front of the stairs to the attic.

Ben: Kenny said he thought he heard something up there, went to go look.

Lee: He's up there?

Ben: I can't get him to come down.

Lee: Stay here.

Lee climbs up the attic stairs. Kenny is kneeling on the floor.

Lee: Kenny? You okay, man? Jesus. What the hell is that--? Oh, my God.

Lee notices the shriveled walker corpse of a a young boy. It takes a step forward, then falls, unable to support its own weight.

Kenny: Kinda looks like Duck, don't he?

Lee: It's just a kid. What the hell happened to him...?

Kenny: Ain't nothing on him. Guess he must've been hiding out up here. Starved to death.

Lee: Jesus Christ...

Kenny: I don't know if I can do it, Lee. Not...not again.

Kenny: I don't know if I can, Lee. Couldn't do it before. Can't do it now.

Lee: You stepped up before, Kenny. You did what had to be done. You can do it again now. That little boy needs your help.

Lee: Before it was your own son. Now it's just a kid who needs your help. You can do this, Kenny. You need to do this.

Kenny: I know. I just...oh, God...

Lee: I can't ask you to go through this again. Let me take care of it.

Lee: I can't ask you to do this, man. I'll take care of it. Like I did before.

Kenny: Are you sure?

Lee: I guess we'll find out...

Lee: Kenny, man. We don't have to do this right now. Maybe we should just get out of here. He can't hurt anyone.

Kenny: You want to just walk away? I don't know if I can do that either.

Kenny: Lee...we can't just sit here. One of us has gotta take care of this.

Lee: Poor kid must have tried to hide out up here until he starved to death. This could have been Clementine if I hadn't found her when I did.

Lee: This must have been where he slept.

Lee: What a way to live. What a way to die.

Lee: Just ran out of food. Like we almost did. Like we still might.

Lee: All empty. He probably died of dehydration before he starved. Damn.

Lee takes out his gun.

Lee: I'm sorry.

Lee shoots the walker.

You chose to do it yourself.

Lee takes out the spike remover/monkey wrench/spanner.

Lee: I'm sorry.

Lee bashes the walker's head.

You chose to do it yourself.

Lee puts his foot on the walker's head.

Lee: I'm sorry.

Lee presses his foot down, easily crushing the walker's face.

You chose to do it yourself.

Lee sets the gun down on the floor.

Lee: Here. This'll make it clean and quick.

Kenny: What're you doing? I thought you said you were gonna take care of it.

Lee: I'm sorry, man. I don't know that I can.

Kenny: I don't know that I can either...

Kenny: I don't know that I can do it, Lee...

Lee: I know that you can.

Lee: You were strong for Duck. You can be strong again now.

Kenny: I couldn't even help my own boy...

Lee: That was your own flesh and blood. No father could have done that. But you can help this boy.

Lee: Do what's right for him. Send him on his way.

You helped Kenny.

Kenny picks up the gun and stands up, then shoots the walker.

Lee: (picks up the gun) You're right. I can't put you through this again. I'll take care of it.

Lee: (picks up the gun) It's okay. I'll take care of it.

Kenny: Fuck... I just...I can't.

Lee: (picks up the gun) I understand. It's okay.

Lee: Come on, man. Let's just go.

Kenny: I can't just walk away from this. Can you?

Lee: Yeah, I can. I'm sorry, man, I just can't handle it. You coming?

Kenny shakes his head.

Lee: I'll see you when you're done.

You chose to leave him.

Lee goes down the attic stairs.

Ben: Where's Kenny?

Christa: Lee? What's going on up there?

Lee: There's a dead boy up there. Looks like he was hiding out up there and starved.

Christa: Oh, my god. Dead, like DEAD? Or... (reads Lee's sad expression) And you just left him up there with Kenny?

Christa goes up the stairs and shoots the walker, then walks downstairs holding the body.

Lee: No. You're right. We gotta take care of this.

Lee says nothing.

Kenny: Where you going? I thought we were gonna take care of this.

Lee: I'm sorry, man, I just can't handle it. You coming?

Kenny shakes his head.

Lee: I'll see you when you're done.

You chose to leave him.

Lee goes down the attic stairs.

Ben: Where's Kenny?

Christa: Lee? What's going on up there?

Lee: There's a dead boy up there. Looks like he was hiding out up there and starved.

Christa: Oh, my god. Dead, like DEAD? Or... (reads Lee's sad expression) And you just left him up there with Kenny?

Christa goes up the stairs and shoots the walker, then walks downstairs holding the body.

Kenny: We should bury him.

Lee: I'll take care of it.

Lee picks up the walker's body and goes downstairs.

Christa: You couldn't bring yourself to kill him, least you can do is give him a proper burial.

Christa hands the walker's body to Lee.

Lee carries the body to the backyard. He places it in the grave with the dog and covers the grave with dirt as Clementine and Christa briefly watch from a distance before going inside. Lee finishes filling the grave and notices a figure behind the fence; he runs away as soon as Lee sees him.

Lee: (grabs fence rails) Hey. Hey!

Lee: You come back here, I'll kill you! You understand? I'll kill you!

Lee: You stay the hell away from us, you hear?

Lee: Who are you? What the hell do you want from us?!

Lee says nothing.

Ben and Christa run out to the backyard.

Christa: Lee? What's going on?

Lee: Nothing.

You chose to lie.

Ben: Didn't sound like nothing. What was all that shouting about?

Lee: Just a stray dog sniffing around the gate, I shooed it away. Go on back in, I'm almost done here.

Christa: Sounded like a lot to say, to a dog.

Lee: I saw someone standing there by the fence. Watching us.

You told the truth.

Ben: A walker?

Lee: No, too fast. Took off like a bat out of hell when I spotted him.

Christa: Was it a man or a woman?

Lee: Didn't get a good enough look.

Ben: What does it matter?

Christa: I'm wondering if it's the same guy who's been following us. The guy on the radio.

Lee: I thought I saw something outside the fence.

You told the truth.

Christa: Something or someone?

Lee: Didn't get a good enough look. The way they moved, though, too fast to be a walker.

Christa: Could it have been the guy that's been following us? The voice on the radio?

Lee: I don't know. They didn't say anything. Just stood there, watching. Creepy as hell.

You chose not to answer Christa.

Christa: What, Lee? What the hell were you shouting at?

Kenny steps out of the house.

Lee: Kenny?

Kenny: I'm fine. Just...I'm fine. What's all the ruckus?

Ben: Lee saw someone watching us from outside the gate.

Kenny: What? Who?

Lee: I can't be sure. They ran off before I could get a good look.

Ben: I don't like this one bit. Not one bit.

Christa: Me either. Walkers are one thing, but the thought of someone out there actually stalking us...

Kenny: Alright, that's it. We've stuck around here long enough. It's time to get back on track, time to get down to the river and find ourselves a boat.

Ben: Lee thinks he might have seen someone out there, spying on us.

Kenny: Maybe it's that goddamn bell-ringer.

Ben: Man, remember when walkers were what we were most afraid of? Those are starting to seem like the good old days

Kenny: Well, to hell with this. I'm not gonna let whoever it is out there keep us from getting our boat. We've holed up here long enough, I'm headed down to River Street.

Christa: Apparently Lee's started having conversations with dogs. Should we be concerned?

Ben: Whatever it was, sure looks like it had you spooked.

Kenny: We're all a little spooked. All the more reason to get down to the river to find a boat so we can get the hell out of here.

Christa: He knows what he saw, he just doesn't want to tell us. Lee, what the hell happened out here?

Lee shrugs.

Kenny: Alright, that's it. We've been cooped up here less than an hour and we're already going stir-crazy. It's time to get back on track, go get ourselves a boat.

Christa: I don't know if Omid's well enough to move yet.

Kenny: Well, he'd better get ready. Because I'm going down to River Street right now to find a boat, and as soon as she's ready to go we're moving out.

Lee: I'm with Kenny, the sooner we get the hell out of here, the better.

Kenny appreciates your support.

Kenny: Well, then, hell, what are we waiting for?

Ben: I'll go get my stuff.

Kenny: No. Ben, you'll only slow us down. Lee and I can go scout the river while the rest of you get ready to move out. You stay behind with Christa and Omid.

Lee: I don't know if it's safe to leave just yet.

Kenny: Why the hell not? Walkers look to have cleared out.

Lee: That's not all I'm worried about.

Kenny: So you'd rather just hunker down here and just let whoever's out there keep us boxed in? Wait for them to starve us out? No thanks.

Christa: I hate to say it, but Kenny's right. Omid's not in great shape to move, but we can't do anything for him here. Without meds or a doctor, he's only gonna get worse.

Lee: Alright, alright. I'll head to the river with Kenny to scope out a boat while you get Omid ready to move.

Ben: What about me?

Kenny: You'll stay here with the group. You'll only slow us down.

Lee: We only really checked the house to make sure it's secure, we didn't really toss the place. We're low on food, water, meds, ammo...we should make sure there's nothing here we can use before we move out.

Kenny: You search it if you wanna. I'm done with this house. We came to this city to find a boat, and that's just what I'm gonna do.

Ben: Maybe it's not such a bad idea to check the place one more--

Kenny: I SAID I'M DONE WITH THIS HOUSE.

Lee: We can do both. Ben, you take one last look around the place, grab anything that looks useful, while me and Kenny go down to the river to get us a boat.

Christa: Lee! Say something! Tell him we're not ready to leave yet! Omid can barely even walk!

Kenny: Is he gonna be any more ready to leave tomorrow, after that wound of his has had another day to fester? His best chance--our best chance--is to get the hell out of here before our situation gets any worse.

Ben: Kenny's right, Christa. The sooner we find someplace else, the better.

Christa: Are you just gonna sit this one out? Great, just great.

Clementine: Wait, can't I come? My mom and dad can't be far away now, maybe we can look for them on the way to the river.

(If Lee said they should look for a boat.)

Lee: We need to focus on finding a boat right now, Clem. Like we talked about on the train, remember?

You asked Clementine to wait a little longer.

Clementine: Okay.

(If Lee said they'd go their own way.)

Lee: We will, but right now we all need to focus on finding a boat.

You asked Clementine to wait a little longer.

Clementine: But what about what you promised? You said it was going to be just you and me.

Lee: I know I did, sweet pea. I haven't forgotten. But Savannah's more dangerous than I thought it would be. We all need to stick together as a group.

Clementine: Okay.

(If Lee said they'd look for Clem's parents/said nothing.)

Lee: We can't right now.

You asked Clementine to wait a little longer.

Clementine: But you promised we'd go find them when we got here. On the train, you promised.

Lee: I know I did, sweet pea. I haven't forgotten. But Savannah's more dangerous than I thought it would be. We all need to stick together as a group.

Clementine: Okay.

Lee: Clem, honey. I think it'd be best if you stayed here with Ben. I need you to watch out for Omid and Christa, help them get ready to move out.

You asked Clementine to stay and help the others.

Clementine: You said I'm supposed to always stay close to you.

Lee: I know. It's just this once. Sometimes we all have to put aside what we want for the good of the group. Hey, don't worry. I'll be back before you know it. Okay?

Clementine: Okay.

Lee: There's no way I'm letting you go back out there.

You told Clementine no.

Clementine: But maybe I can help!

Lee: Kenny and I will be fine. You're going to stay right here where it's safe. No arguments.

Clementine: Okay.

You said nothing.

Kenny: Daylight's burning. Gonna go grab my gear, then we'll head out.

Christa: Come on, Clem, let's go see if Omid needs anything.

Everyone but Lee and Ben go inside.

Ben: So, you're just gonna leave me on the bench here?

Lee: No offense, Ben, but I'd feel safer if you stayed here.

You put Ben on notice.

Ben: How am I supposed to not take offense to that? What am I, a liability? Great. Just great. Thanks a lot for the vote of confidence.

Lee: Confidence is earned, Ben. And you've got a long way to go to earn yours back after some of the stuff you've pulled. You feel me?

Ben: Yeah. Yeah, I feel you.

Lee: That's not how it is, Ben. I need you to stay here and keep an eye on Clementine.

Ben: I can do that.

Lee: Well, just so we're clear. While I'm gone, anything or anyone tries to get inside this house, you shoot them. Don't even think twice about it. Understand?

Ben: I got no problem shooting walkers.

Lee: Did you hear what I said? Anything or anyone. (Ben nods) Good.

You trusted Ben to look after Clementine.

Lee: I'm worried about Omid, he's in bad shape. I need you to stay here, keep an eye on him.

You trusted Ben to watch Omid.

Ben: He's got Christa for that.

Lee: If it comes down to it, I can't rely on Christa to do what has to be done. Not with Clementine in the same house. You understand what I'm saying?

Ben: Yeah. You can count on me.

Lee: Good.

Ben: Great. Just great. Thanks a lot for the vote of confidence.

You put Ben on notice.

River Street

Kenny and Lee walk down the abandoned street.

Lee: Hey, so...you wanna talk about it?

Kenny: About what?

Lee: About what happened back there. In the attic.

Kenny: No.

Lee: You sure, man? I mean--

Kenny: River's right up ahead.

Lee: You think everyone's safe back at the house?

Kenny: Safe as anyone can be these days, I guess.

Lee: I just hate leaving Clementine alone. As if walkers weren't bad enough, now we've got this crazy motherfucker on the radio stalking us.

Kenny: Won't be a problem once we get out on the water. River's just a few blocks up ahead.

Lee: Keep your eye out for Chuck. He might be waiting for us around here.

Kenny: Yeah...sure.

Lee says nothing.

Bells start tolling and Kenny draws his pistol.

Kenny: Son of a bitch. That bastard's fucking with us again. It's another trap.

Lee: No. Listen. That's not the same bell as before. This one's further off. Whatever it is, it's gonna get the dead moving over there.

Walkers start to appear on the street, moving away from them. Kenny and Lee hide behind a wall.

Kenny: What in the hell is going on?

Lee: I don't know, but the person ringing that bell might be doing us a favor.

Kenny: Whatever, man. I find whoever's doing that, I'll ring their motherfucking bell for 'em.

Lee: Good one.

Lee: Maybe whoever is ringing that is just trying to distract us. Create a diversion.

Kenny: Whatever, man. I find whoever's doing that, I'll ring their motherfucking bell for 'em.

Lee: Good one.

Lee: I have no idea. But someone must be ringing those bells.

Kenny: Whatever, man. I find whoever's doing that, I'll ring their motherfucking bell for 'em.

Lee: Good one.

Lee says nothing.

The walkers have disappeared.

Kenny: Hmph. Let's keep moving.

Kenny and Lee continue walking.

Lee: Still nothing moving behind us, I think we're--oh, my god.

Only one boat, partially submerged, is left at the harbor.

Kenny: There's gotta be a boat...there's gotta be.

Lee: Kenny, man... I don't think so. Maybe we need to come up with a new plan.

Lee: Are you sure about that? It doesn't look like it to me. Maybe we need to start thinking about a plan B.

Lee: Kenny, man, let's just go back to the house and tell the others. Come up with a new plan.

Lee says nothing.

(The following dialogue only appears if Lee was not silent.)

Kenny: This IS the plan, Lee! This is our best and only shot! You said so yourself back at the house! You agreed with me!

Lee: Yeah, but that was before we--

Kenny: This IS the plan! It's the only one we've got, and you pissin' on it in front of everyone like you did back at the house ain't exactly helping. Well, screw you, I ain't giving up that easy.

Kenny turns away. Lee reaches out for him but Kenny runs, soon followed by Lee. Kenny jumps down onto the dock to examine the boat, and Lee stands on the sidewalk behind the railing.

Kenny: This one might still be salvageable.

Lee: Seriously?

Kenny: You got a better fucking idea?

Lee: You'd better be right about this.

Kenny: I said it might be. Gimme a fucking break. I'm a fishing captain, not a miracle worker.

Lee: Kenny. Get a grip. This boat is totally fucked.

Kenny: Oh, yeah? Know a lot about boats, do ya?

Kenny: Tell you what--if I ever need an expert opinion on American history or on committing murders, I'll be sure to ask.

Kenny: Tell you what--if I ever need an expert opinion on American history, I'll be sure to ask.

Kenny: But how about you leave the nautical shit to me?

Lee says nothing.

Kenny: I'll check it out. You look further along the waterfront. Maybe there's something at the other end.

Lee: I don't think we should split up too far.

Kenny: We don't have to. See that telescope? You can see all the way along the waterfront from right here. See what you can find.

Lee: Okay.

Talk to Kenny

Lee: I'll just have a look around, okay?

Lee: Jesus.

The banner says "KEEP OUT".

Lee: Not exactly a welcome banner.

Lee: Damn, built solid.

Lee: Don't think I'm gonna see anything until I find a quarter.

Lee: Looks like it's still intact.

Lee: Locked.

Lee: Gas siphoned, tires removed, engine parts missing... Looks like this thing has been stripped clean.

Lee: Must have been a hell of a wreck.

Lee: Someone must've been trying to back their boat into the water. Only things didn't go as planned.

Lee: An abandoned newsstand.

Lee: Someone already looted the place.

Lee: It's an old cash register. Don't think money has much use these days.

Lee: Hello, beautiful. (opens register) Empty. Yeah, that would have been too easy.

Lee: Must have taken weeks to board all these windows.

Lee: Looks like the whole city has been boarded up. For all the good it did.

Lee: What the hell are these markings? They're all over the place.

Lee: This barricade does a good job of making me not want to go any further.

Lee: Using walkers like scarecrows? What sick bastard did this?

Lee: Better not. Gunfire would just bring more walkers.

Lee: I should probably stick close to Kenny. It's too dangerous out here.

Lee looks through the telescope.

Lee: Great. Needs a quarter to work.

Talk to Kenny

Lee: You got a quarter on you?

Kenny: Don't have a lot of use for small change these days. Maybe you can find one on the street somewhere.

At the end of the street, several "living" zombies are stuck on pikes next to a sign saying "STAY OUT".

Lee: What the fuck? What is this meant to be, some kind of warning? Who would do something like this?

Lee bashes the newspaper machine with the spike remover/monkey wrench/spanner and picks up the quarter that falls out.

Talk to Kenny

Lee: Better just let him do his thing.

Lee is about to use the coin on the telescope, when Kenny jumps back up to the street.

Kenny: Fuck!

Lee: What's up with the boat?

Kenny: It ain't gonna work. Hull's cracked beneath the water line, plus someone stripped out the battery.

Lee: You can't fix it?

Kenny: (notices walker barricade) What the--what the hell is that?!

Lee: A fate worse than death...

Talk to Kenny again

Lee: Hey, Kenny.

Kenny: The hell you waitin' for? We need to look though that telescope to see if there are any other boats out there.

Lee inserts the coin and looks through the telescope.

Lee: No sign of any boats down there.

Lee: Abandoned, like every other place in this city.

Lee: Plenty of docks. No boats.

Lee: No way that one's salvageable.

|Look at bridge=

Lee: The Talmadge Memorial Bridge. Can't imagine how many people tried to escape across it when this city started to fall.

|Look at upriver=

Lee: Nothing but water. Not a boat to be seen.

Lee looks all the way to the left and sees a figure on top of a buildng.

Lee: What the hell...?

The figure climbs down using an ice pick.

Lee: Get down, get down!

Kenny and Lee crouch on the dock. They look through the fence as the figure searches the newsstand.

Kenny: Why the hell are we hiding?

Lee: Someone came down from that building at the end of the street.

Lee: Where'd he go?

Lee: Saw him run into that newsstand.

Kenny: Could be our bell ringer. How about we go find out?

Lee: Maybe he's just another scavenger, like us.

Kenny: Yeah, and maybe he ain't. Maybe he's that fucker on the radio who's been messing with Clementine's head. Don't you wanna know? 'Cause I wanna know.

Lee: Sounds like a plan.

Lee: We didn't come here looking for trouble.

Kenny: Yeah, well, it seems to have a way of finding us anyways. Look, this could be the guy from the radio, the one who's been messing with us. If he is, we can put an end to it, right now.

Kenny: No objections? Good.

Kenny: Okay, you head up the middle of the street, I'll go around the side, cover your flank. We'll come up on him quiet, take him by surprise. (draws pistol)

Lee: We just wanna talk to this guy.

Kenny: Oh, we're gonna talk.

Kenny hides in an alleyway and Lee sneaks forward. Molly crouches down, and Lee looks over the counter, his melee weapon raised. The newsstand is empty.

Lee: What the--

Molly comes up behind Lee and takes the weapon out of his hand.

Lee blocks the attack and smacks Molly's face. She forms a fist.

Lee leans back, dodging the attack, and punches Molly in the face, making her fall to the ground.

Lee is punched in the face and falls to the ground.

Lee is smacked in the face with his own weapon and falls to the ground.

Lee puts his gun against Molly's head.

Clementine: Lee!

Clementine: Lee?

Lee: Clem...?

Molly removes her hoodie.

Molly tosses the weapon away and raises her ice pick.

Clementine: No!

Lee: Clem...?

Clementine: Please...don't hurt him!

Molly lets Lee stand up. She removes her hoodie and mask.

Molly: You're not from Crawford.

Lee: You're not the guy on the radio.

Molly: I'm not a guy at all. Full marks for observation.

Lee: Crawford? The hell are you talking about?

Lee: Have you been following us?

Molly: Following YOU?

Lee says nothing.

Molly: Mind if I get up?

Lee: Slowly.

Lee lets Molly get up. She removes her mask and Lee puts his gun away.

Kenny steps out from his hiding spot, pointing his gun at Molly.

Lee: Kenny, don't!

Lee: Get her!

Lee: Kenny, no! It's not our guy!

Lee says nothing.

Molly sweeps Kenny's leg, and he falls, dropping his gun as it fires. Molly kicks his gun away and brings down her ice pick, stopping at the last second.

Lee: No! He's with us!

Kenny gets up and Molly puts her weapon away.

Molly: Who the hell are you people?

Lee: Kenny, back off! Unless you want this lady to give you another ass-whooping.

Molly: Who're you calling lady? The name's Molly.

Lee: Molly, I'm Lee, this is Kenny and Clementine. We're not looking for any trouble.

Clementine: Hi.

Lee: I asked you first.

Molly: The name's Molly.

Lee: Molly, I'm Lee, this is Kenny and Clementine. We're not looking for any trouble.

Clementine: Hi.

Lee: Everyone just calm down.

Kenny: I'll calm down once she tells me who the fuck she is.

Molly: Back off, asshole. The name's Molly.

Lee: Molly, I'm Lee, this is Kenny and Clementine. We're not looking for any trouble.

Clementine: Hi.

Clementine: Hi. I'm Clementine. This is Lee and Kenny.

Molly: Hi. My name's Molly.

Clementine waves.

Molly: You guys really aren't from Crawford, are you?

Lee: I don't even know what that is.

Molly: Everything beyond that barricade.

Lee: What the hell happened here?

Lee: I don't have to tell you anything.

Molly will remember that.

Molly: Nice, you're gonna go far with that attitude.

Clementine: What happened to the people here?

Lee: No, I'm from Macon. Kenny here's from Florida.

Kenny: She didn't ask for our life stories, Lee. What's the deal with this Crawford place?

Clementine: We're not from Crawford. Promise.

Kenny: What is that, anyway?

Molly: You sure you wanna know?

Lee, Kenny, or Clementine nod.

Molly: When everything went to shit, some people got together and sealed off that whole neighborhood. Folks willing to do anything to stay alive, stop the dead getting in. I try to avoid 'em.

Kenny: Why?

Molly: Let's just say they have a zero-tolerance policy for anyone who won't--or can't--live by their rules.

Kenny: So how'd you know we weren't them?

Molly: Because there are no children in Crawford. Not anymore.

Lee: What do you mean, no children? Why not?

Molly: No children, no elderly, no one with an advanced medical condition. Basically no one who might be a burden on the community. Crawford's all about the survival of the fittest. That's how they survived, while the rest of the world went to shit around them.

Kenny: Jesus Christ...

Molly: Well, just the opposite, when you think about it.

Lee: That's not how our group does things.

Kenny: You're not saying they actually... I mean, kids?

Molly: No. The children, they just forced to leave, along with their parents. Left them to fend for themselves out here in the world.

Clementine: Why?

Molly: Like I said, zero tolerance. Crawford got rid of anyone that couldn't pitch in, pull their own weight. Way they looked at it, those people were just a lot of useless mouths to feed. A drain on their precious resources.

Lee: What exactly did Crawford do with all these "burdens"? What happened to them?

Molly: (gestures to barricade) Well, you met some of them already.

Kenny: Fuck me...

Molly: Yeah. Anyone who got sick, anyone too old, anyone they figured wasn't strong enough to survive. To them those people were just mouths to feed, a drain on their precious resources.

Lee: But still...children? You're not saying they...?

Kenny: In God's name, why?

Molly: No one stays in Crawford unless they can pull their own weight. Otherwise you're just another mouth to feed, another drain on their precious resources.

Clementine: What does that mean, "pull their own weight"?

Lee: It just means being able to help out. Like you do all the time.

Kenny: Doesn't sound like any kinda way to live to me.

Molly: Couldn't agree more.

Clementine: What happened to all the children?

Molly: The town leaders got rid of anyone that couldn't pitch in, justify the protection Crawford gave them. To them, a kid was just another mouth to feed, one that couldn't pull their own weight in return.

Kenny: That's just goddamn wrong. That's sick!

Lee: How do you know all this?

Molly: Everyone in Savannah knew. What was going on inside Crawford got passed around like a ghost story. Except this one was true.

Lee: Do you know who's been ringing those bells all over town?

Molly: Yeah, that would be me.

Kenny: I knew it! Lee, I knew she was the one who's been following us, fucking with us! (points at Molly)

Molly: Get that finger out of my face, grampa, before I jam it straight up your ass. (Kenny complies) I haven't been following you. I don't even know who the hell you people are.

Lee: Calm down, Kenny. The voice on the radio was a guy, remember?

Kenny: Yeah, well, whoever you are, ringing those bells this morning nearly got us all killed, raised the dead all around us!

Molly: That's the idea, genius. It's how I get around. I ring a bell in one neighborhood to attract the local geeks toward it, buys me some time to scavenge the ares they cleared out.

Kenny: Geeks? Is that what you call them?

Molly: Yeah. You know, like at the carnival. They'll eat anything, alive or dead.

Lee: That's pretty smart, with the bells.

Molly: Doesn't take much to outsmart the dead. Bunch of dumbasses. You just gotta move fast, get in and out before they start to wander back again.

Lee: Clem, what the hell are you doing here? How'd you get out of the house?

Clementine: Omid started getting really sick, Christa and Ben had to take him upstairs. I didn't just want to sit around there, I wanted to come help.

Lee: I told you we didn't need any help.

Molly: Really? Because if it weren't for her showing up when she did I would've beaten your brains out.

Lee: That's debatable.

Molly: Uh-huh.

Lee: Was that you at our house this morning? Watching me through the back fence?

Molly: Hell no. Believe it or not, I've got better things to do with my time.

Clementine: So...why aren't there any kids in Crawford?

Molly: Because Crawford doesn't allow them. No children, no elderly, no one with an advanced medical condition. Basically no one who might be a burden on the community. Crawford's all about the survival of the fittest. That's how they survived, while the rest of the world went to shit around them.

Kenny: Jesus Christ...

Molly: Well, just the opposite, when you think about it.

Lee: That's not how our group does things.

Kenny: You're not saying they actually... I mean, kids?

Molly: No. The children, they just forced to leave, along with their parents. Left them to fend for themselves out here in the world.

Clementine: Why?

Molly: Like I said, zero tolerance. Crawford got rid of anyone that couldn't pitch in, pull their own weight. Way they looked at it, those people were just a lot of useless mouths to feed. A drain on their precious resources.

Lee: What exactly did Crawford do with all these "burdens"? What happened to them?

Molly: (gestures to barricade) Well, you met some of them already.

Kenny: Fuck me...

Molly: Yeah. Anyone who got sick, anyone too old, anyone they figured wasn't strong enough to survive. To them those people were just mouths to feed, a drain on their precious resources.

Lee: But still...children? You're not saying they...?

Kenny: In God's name, why?

Molly: No one stays in Crawford unless they can pull their own weight. Otherwise you're just another mouth to feed, another drain on their precious resources.

Clementine: What does that mean, "pull their own weight"?

Lee: It just means being able to help out. Like you do all the time.

Kenny: Doesn't sound like any kinda way to live to me.

Molly: Couldn't agree more.

Clementine: What happened to all the children?

Molly: The town leaders got rid of anyone that couldn't pitch in, justify the protection Crawford gave them. To them, a kid was just another mouth to feed, one that couldn't pull their own weight in return.

Kenny: That's just goddamn wrong. That's sick!

Lee: How do you know all this?

Molly: Everyone in Savannah knew. What was going on inside Crawford got passed around like a ghost story. Except this one was true.

Molly: Look, I'm gonna ask you people again: you're not from Crawford, so who the hell are you? What are you doing here?

Lee: We came down here looking for a boat, hoping to get our people out of here and find someplace safe.

Lee: We're just trying to survive, same as you.

Kenny: And the only way we're gonna survive is by getting on a boat and gettin' the hell outta here.

Lee: Look, I'm sorry we bothered you. I just want to get her back home.

Kenny: We're not going anywhere until I find us a goddamn boat!

Kenny: Believe me, we're just passing through. As soon as I find us a boat that'll float we'll be outta here.

Molly: Yeah, good luck with that. Anyone with a boat took it out of here as soon as people started eating each other. Any that got left behind, Crawford stripped 'em for parts. Cars too.

Kenny: There's gotta be something.

Molly: If there was, do you think I'd still be here? I've been over every inch of this city, this whole place is picked clean.

Kenny: Goddamn it! Fuck!

Molly: Hey! Moron! You wanna keep your voice down?

Kenny: Shit.

Molly: Since you're not getting on any boat, I'd advise you folks to go back to where you came from, before--

Walkers appear.

Molly: Great. Just great.

Kenny: Isn't that the--

Lee: The way we came.

Kenny: Fuck! Gunshot must've brought 'em back.

Clementine: Isn't there another way back to the house?

Lee: Molly, is there a--

Lee turns around to see Molly run into the alley. She wall climbs with her ice pick to get up to the fire escape.

Lee: Hey! You're just gonna leave us here?

Molly: Sorry, I must have missed that part of our conversation where you became my problem.

Clementine: Don't leave us here! Please?

Lee: Is there another way out of here?

Molly: Don't know, don't care.

Kenny: So what the hell are we supposed to do?

Molly: I refer you to my previous answer.

Clementine: But you have to help us! Please!

Lee: What the hell do you think you're doing?

Molly: I'll tell you what I'm not doing. I'm not getting eaten.

Kenny: And what about us?

Molly: What about you?

Clementine: Please, you can't just leave us!

Kenny: You're just gonna let her go? Hey! You can't just leave us here!

Molly: Really? Watch.

Clementine: No! Please! Please don't leave us!

Molly reaches out her hand.

Molly: Come on! Make it fast!

Lee and Molly help Clementine climb up. Walkers fill the alley.

Kenny: Oh, fuck me...

Lee: Come on, come on, hurry!

Lee and Molly help Kenny climb up.

Clementine: Lee! Come on!

Kenny reaches out his hand.

Kenny: Come on, man, one good jump!

Lee either does nothing, or grabs Kenny's hand but is dropped to the ground.

Clementine: Nooo! Lee!

Lee pushes the dumpster to the side.

Clementine: Hurry!

There are walkers on the other side of the alley too.

Kenny: C'mon, Lee, get your ass outta there!

Lee tries to open the manhole cover.

Lee: Gah! Can't get it open!

Molly tosses down her climbing pick.

Molly: Here! Use that to pry it open!

Lee takes the climbing pick, pries open the manhole cover, and climbs down.

Clementine: Leeee!

Sewers

Lee climbs down the ladder. A walker falls from the open manhole above and crashes to the ground, smashing its brain.

Lee: Clementine! Can you hear me?! If you can hear me, just get back to the house, okay? I'll meet you there!

Lee looks at the ladder behind him; walkers continue to growl and groan aboveground.

Lee: Shit.

Lee: No going back now.

Lee: Built solid.

Lee: No way I can pry that open.

Lee walks down the steps and through the sewers, and reaches a tunnel sloping down with sewage running through it. He starts to carefully walk through it. If he walks along the side, he makes it through and climbs down; if he walks through the middle, he slips and falls the rest of the way.

Lee: Half-eaten sewer rats. Walkers must be down here, too.

Lee: (nudges rat's corpse with his foot) Ain't touching that. Last thing I need is some god-awful disease.

Lee: (struggles to remove grate) Locked.

Lee: It's a drainage pipe.

Lee: Could be the way out. But there's no way I can take on all of those things by myself.

Lee continues to walk through the sewer, and comes across a group of walkers consuming a corpse. Lee enters the small passageway on the left.

Lee: Looks like some kind of drainage pipe.

Lee: Won't turn anymore in that direction.

Lee: (struggles to remove grate) Locked.

Lee turns the green wheel of the pipe to the right. Water begins flowing from the pipe on the other side of the passageway grate, and the sound attracts the walkers.

Lee: Good thing I'm out here and not in there. (looks at wheel) Hmm, seems loose.

A walker stands in front of the passageway.

Lee: Shit.

Lee takes the wheel with him. He turns left and uses the climbing axe to unlock the grate in front of the passageway. Lee opens it and enters the area from earlier. He places the wheel on the drainage pipe and turns it to the right. Water flows through the grate near the pipe, and walkers stop eating and approach the sound.

Lee: Here they come.

Lee returns to the passageway and enters the area the walkers previously were. Lee notices that the partially consumed corpse is Chuck, his gun lying nearby.

Lee: Oh, my God. Chuck. He must've tried to hide out down here. The poor bastard. (picks up gun) No bullets. He must've saved the last one for himself. (puts gun away) You deserved better, old man.

Lee goes to the end of the hallway; a single walker stands at the end of it, its back turned as it concentrates on the grate in front of it.

The walker growls.

Lee sneaks toward the walker, planning to kill it with ice pick. Suddenly, a walker's hand reaches out from the grate on the floor and grab's Lee's leg. The first walker starts to approach Lee.

Lee: Let go, goddamn it!

Lee shoots the walker and misses.

Lee: Fuck!

The sound alerted the walkers.

Lee: That ain't gonna work!

Lee: I can't reach him!

Lee uses the climbing pick to pry the zombie's hands off him. As he stands up, the other zombie stands in front of him.

Lee shoots the walker.

The sound alerted the walkers.

Lee whacks the walker's head with the pick.

Lee walks to the end of the hallway, where there is a manhole cover with no ladder leading up to it.

Lee: Looks like somebody sawed the damn thing off.

Lee: No way I can pick that up on my own.

Lee: Those bars are way too solid.

Lee: (tries to pry grate open) Ugh. I'm not going to be able to pry these bars with this.

Lee: Locked. Fucking perfect.

Lee: (accidentally pries off door handle with pick) Shit, it broke off!

Lee: (slams elbow against door) That door is fucked.

Lee: It's just a sign.

Lee: Looks like there might be something back there.

Lee: Damn, I can't reach it.

Lee: Damn, Chuck. I'm so sorry.

Lee takes out the climbing pick and tries to jump up the wall, but his foot hits the sign, making it come loose and reveal a hole in the wall behind it.

Lee: What the hell?

Lee pulls the sign down and steps through the passage behind it. He enters a room with supplies and furniture.

Lee: What the hell...? Must've been one of those old nuclear fallout shelters.

Lee: Wonder if someone's living down here.

Lee: Look at all this. It's enough to keep people alive for months.

Lee opens the door and enters the next room, where he finds a group of survivors. One of them shakily points a revolver at him, and Lee raises his hands.

Vernon: Who are you?

Lee: It's alright. It's okay. I don't want any trouble.

You tried to calm things down.

Vernon: Neither do we. Which is why you'd do well to turn around and leave. Right now.

Lee: I could ask you the same question.

You chose to avoid the question.

Vernon: You barged in on us. And I'm the one holding the gun. So I'll ask you again. Who are you?

Lee: Nobody. I'm just lost, trying to get back home.

You tried to calm things down.

Vernon: Yeah, well, you took a wrong turn. This is our home, not yours. And you're not welcome here.

Your silence unsettled the group.

Vernon: I said, who are you?

Lee: Look, I'm sorry I disturbed you folks. I'll just be going.

Brie: You can't let him leave. He's from Crawford! If he goes back there and they find out we're down here...

Vernon: Are you from Crawford? Don't lie to me, I'll know.

Brie: Where else can he be from? Everywhere else around here is dead.

Vernon: I think you'd better start talkin'.

Lee: I'm not from around here. I'm from Athens, grew up in Macon.

Vernon: I have a brother in Macon. You were there? How was it? As bad as here?

Lee: I'm sorry.

Lee: I came here with a small group, hoping to find a boat. We just want to get out of here. How about you just let me go?

Vernon: Ain't no boats around here. Crawford took everything.

Lee: Yeah, I heard.

Lee: Look, I got cornered down here. All I want is to get back out to the streets and find my group.

Brie: Bullshit!

Lee says nothing.

Brie: You can't trust him, Vernon. You can't let him leave.

Vernon: What do you want me to do, shoot him in the head?

Brie: Why not? That'd be more of a mercy than anyone from Crawford ever showed us. Think, Vernon! what do you think they'll do if they find out we're down here, right under their feet?

Vernon: Damn it, you're right. I'm sorry, friend. Can't take the risk.

Lee: Look. You don't want to do this. Let's talk, okay?

You chose to reason with the group.

Vernon: What's to talk about? You won't even tell us who you are.

Lee: My name is Lee. I'm a history professor. And I don't want to die today. And I don't think you want to kill me either. (walks forward)

Vernon: Don't! Don't come any closer or I'll shoot!

Lee: Come on, let's just talk about this.

Brie: Vernon, what are you doing? Shoot him!

Lee: Nobody needs to get shot. Just take it easy.

Lee calmly takes the gun from Vernon.

Lee: It's alright. It's okay.

Brie: Vernon, what the hell are you doing?! Vernon!

Lee: (puts gun away) Relax. I'm not here to hurt you.

Clive: You're really not from Crawford?

Lee: No. I'm really not.

Vernon: Well...we are.

Lee: You threatening me, old man? Because you're not gonna like how that goes. Put the fucking gun down before you really make me mad.

You chose to threaten the man.

Brie: He's bluffing.

Lee: You think so? Try me. (walks forward)

Vernon: Keep back or I swear I'll shoot!

Lee: No. I don't think so. I know killers, I've seen my share. You ain't got the look. And that means you ain't got the balls. Now drop the goddamn gun!

Lee grabs the gun from Vernon.

Brie: My God. Vernon, what have you done?

Lee: Now, tell me. Who the hell are you people?

Vernon: You say you're not from Crawford, but you sure as hell act like it.

Lee: Guess you'll just have to take my word for it. Who the hell are you people?

Vernon: Why should we tell you anything?

Lee: Because now I'm the one holding the gun. Start talking.

Vernon: We are from Crawford.

Lee: I'm not from Crawford, but I saw what they did up there. It made me sick. I'm not like them. And I don't think you are either.I think you're a good man. (walks forward)

You chose to reason with the group.

Vernon: Keep back or I swear I'll shoot!

Lee calmly takes the gun from Vernon.

Lee: It's alright. It's okay.

Brie: Vernon, what the hell are you doing?! Vernon!

Lee: (puts gun away) Relax. I'm not here to hurt you.

Clive: You're really not from Crawford?

Lee: No. I'm really not.

Vernon: Well...we are.

Your silence unsettled the group.

Brie: I told you, he's lying! He is one of them! Kill him before he kills us!

Vernon shoots Lee in the head.

YOU ARE DEAD

Vernon: Or were. We got out of there when they starting sealing up the place, starting weeding out the sick and the old so their perfect survivor society wouldn't be threatened. No room for weakness or vulnerability in their little master race.

Lee: You don't look that old. So...you're sick?

Vernon doesn't reply. Lee pulls out Vernon's gun.

Lee: My friend here asked you a question.

Vernon: WE'RE sick. We belonged to a cancer survivors group that used to meet at the hospital here. Now we're in remission.

Vernon: WE'RE sick. We're all members of a cancer survivors group that used to meet here at the hospital. We're in remission.

Vernon: But that wasn't good enough for Crawford. They'd already rounded up five of us before the rest managed to hole up and hide from them down here. This old basement's been abandoned for years.

Lee: What is this, a morgue?

Vernon: Yeah, irony's always top of my list when I'm looking for a place to survive. Now, I don't care if you have a gun or not, I want to know how you found your way down here.

Vernon: Yeah. Irony's always high on my list when I'm looking for a place to survive. How did you find your way down here?

Lee: A few of us got boxed in by walkers up on the street. I came down here trying to get away. Now I just want to get out of here and get back to my own people.

You were honest.

Lee: My group and I were up by the river looking for a boat. Now I just want to get out of here and find them again.

You were honest.

Lee: That's not important right now. What's important to me is that I get back to my own people.

You chose to avoid the question.

You chose to avoid the question.

Vernon: If you don't want to answer our questions, I think it's best you leave.

Vernon: That sewer system you came through runs all over the city, it'll take you wherever you want to go.

Lee: Thanks, I think I can figure out my own way back.

You chose to go alone.

Boyd: Vern, you're not just going to let him go back there alone, are you? Those sewers are like a maze, he's got no chance of finding his way back without a guide.

Vernon: You're not going to be able to get out of here on your own.

Lee: Those sewers are like a damn maze. Any chance you could help me find my way back?

You asked for help.

Vernon: You expect us to help you, after the way you busted in here and terrorized us?

Lee: Hey, if I got in your face a little, that's too bad. All this shit's that's gone down has made us all a little punchy. I just want to get home.

Vernon: I hear you.

Vernon: Look, I'd like to help you.

Boyd: Vern, you're not just going to let him go back there alone, are you? Those sewers are like a maze, he's got no chance of finding his way back without a guide.

Vernon: You're not going to be able to get out of here on your own.

Vernon: But we've all got our own problems. Two of our group are sick and need constant care. And I'm the only doctor here.

Brie: Besides, why should we help you?

Lee: If you've got sick people here, maybe I can help. Our group has medical supplies.

You lied to Vernon about having meds.

Vernon: What kind of medical supplies?

Lee: I don't know, all kinds. I'm sure there's something you could use. We'd be happy to trade some for a guide back to where we're staying.

Boyd: Vern. We need medicine. Joyce is in a lot of pain, I can't bear to see her like this. Maybe it's worth the risk.

Brie: Vernon, you can't trust him. He burst into our home and threatened us, and now he just happens to have exactly what we need? He's lying.

Vernon: Sorry, friend, but Brie's right. Maybe if you'd handled yourself different. But as things stand, I can't help you.

Lee: No, wait, listen to me.

(Lee must chose another option.)

Vernon: Maybe so.

Clive: We need you here!

Vernon: Don't worry. I'll be alright.

Lee: Because this is your other option. (draws gun)

You chose to threaten them.

Lee: You can either show me the way back, or die right here. What's it gonna be?

Brie: You son of a bitch.

Lee: Sorry, but it's like you said, we've all got our own problems.

Vernon: It's alright, Brie. I'll show you the way back to your people. And then I hope I never see you again.

Lee: Deal.

Vernon: Sorry, friend, I'm not buying it.

Brie: Vern, what are you doing?

Vernon: I've seen my share of murderers since this all started. Seen too many. If he was the type to do violence he'd have done it already. I'm calling your bluff. Your move.

Lee: No, wait, listen to me.

(Lee must chose another option.)

Lee: Look, I'm sorry if I scared you. I just want to get back to my people. Back to Clementine.

Vernon: She's your daughter?

Lee: Yeah. She's probably already wondering where I am.

Vernon will remember that.

Vernon: Well, we can't have that, can we?

Brie: Vern, what the hell are you doing?

Lee: No. She lost her real parents. I'm doing what I can.

You told the truth.

Brie: You're not seriously considering going with him.

You were silent.

Brie: You're not seriously considering going with him.

Vernon: It's alright, Brie. I had a daughter too. Lost her in the first days. I'll be damned if I'll just sit back and let that happen to someone else.

Clive: We need you here!

Vernon: Don't worry. I'll be back before you know it.

Vernon: Let's go see about your daughter.

Vernon: Let's go.

Vernon: Unless...is anyone in your group sick? Or injured?

Lee: Yeah. We got a man hurt pretty bad.

Brie: You're not seriously considering going with him.

Vernon: I took an oath, Brie.

Brie: Vern. Don't do this. Please. We need you.

Vernon: Don't worry. I'll be back before you know it. Let's go.

Vernon hugs Brie goodbye, exchanges nods with Clive, and checks on Joyce. He and Lee leave.

House

Lee and Vernon enter the house.

Lee: Clementine? Clem?

Molly searches the kitchen cupboards and drawers.

Lee: Molly?

Molly: Oh, hey. You made it back.

Vernon: Who's this?

Molly: He didn't tell you about me?

Molly: I'm the one who saved his ass back at the river.

Molly: Understandable, I guess. I'm the one who put that beating on him when tried to jump me back at the river.

Molly: Who's the fossil?

Lee: Where's Clementine?

You avoided Molly's question.

Molly: She's around here somewhere. Relax, I got her and Kenny both back safely. You're welcome, by the way.

Lee: This is Vernon, he's a doctor, he helped me get back here after we got separated.

You answered Molly truthfully.

Lee: What were you doing?

You questioned Molly right back.

Molly: Just looking. Figured you might have something you'd want to donate as a thank you for getting your friends back safely.

Vernon: Fossil?!

You avoided Molly's question.

Molly: I think you have something that belongs to me.

Lee hands her the climbing pick. Molly walks away, and Christa rushes down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Christa: Lee. Thank God you're back.

Lee: Christa, what's wrong?

Christa: It's Omid. He's gotten worse. Much worse.

Lee: We have a man wounded.

Vernon: I'll need to see those medical supplies.

Christa: What medical supplies?

Lee: Sorry, doc. Had to get you on board somehow.

Vernon: Well, you just get better and better, don't you?

Vernon: Is that the wounded man you told me about?

Lee: Yeah.

Christa: Who's this?

Lee: This is Vernon, he's a doctor.

Christa: Oh, thank god!

Lee: Could you take a look at him?

Christa: You have to help us...please?

Vernon: I'll see what I can do. Take me to him.

Vernon, Lee, and Christa enter the bedroom Omid is resting in.

Christa: Omid, honey. You're gonna be alright. Lee brought a doctor.

Vernon: Alright, let's take a look at him... I work better without an audience. I'm sure you have more things of your own to attend to.

Lee leaves the room.

Lee: Clementine... Clementine?

Lee's Comments

Lee: Clementine? You here?

Lee: Clem? Clementine?

Lee: Clementine, where are you?

Lee: (knocks) Everything okay in there?

Christa: We're fine. Just...leave us alone and let the doctor work.

Lee: Don't see her out there.

Lee: Clementine? You up there? Shit, where could she be?

Lee: Clem?

Lee: Ain't got time for that.

Lee: Hello?

Molly is searching under the bed.

Lee: What are you doing?

Molly: Oh, you know. Just poking around.

Lee: You won't find anything, we already searched the place.

Molly: You'd be surprised what people miss. Trust me, I've been doing this for a while.

Lee: Where's Clementine?

Molly: Don't ask me, I'm not her keeper.

Lee: Hey! Do I look like I'm in the mood to be jerked around? Where did she go?

Molly: Last I saw, she was downstairs with your redneck friend and that college kid who hangs around with him. Why don't you go bug them?

Talk to Molly

Lee: Molly?

Molly: I told you, that girl isn't with me. Go ask your buddies and quit bothering me!

Lee: Clementine? No sign of her in here.

Lee: I don't care about that. I just wanna find Clementine.

Lee: The guys downstairs said she was up here with you.

Molly: She was for a while, then she got bored and wandered off. Like I said, not her keeper.

Lee: Hey! Do I look like I'm in the mood to be jerked around? Where did she go?

Molly: I think she said something about going to play in the backyard.

Lee: Shit...

Lee automatically goes to the backyard.

Lee: Clementine, you in here? Where is she?

Lee: Clementine?

Lee: Clem? You in here?

The drawing depicts Lee holding a shovel and standing next to Fivel and Walter's grave in the backyard.

Lee: Clem's drawings. But where is she?

Lee: I'll have time to rest later.

Lee: Don't see her anywhere out there. No walkers either, though.

Lee walks down the stairs.

Lee: Clementine! Come out, please!

Lee walks into the living room. Ben and Kenny are sitting down, and Kenny is drinking from a whiskey bottle.

Lee: Kenny?

Kenny: Oh, hey. You made it back. Good job. Good job.

Lee: What the hell do you think you're doing?

Kenny: What does it look like?

Lee: Where'd you get the bottle?

Kenny: Found it.

Kenny: You wanna throw down again like back on the train? 'Cause I fight better when I'm shitfaced.

Kenny: First good thing that's happened since...

Lee: Hey, take it easy. I think you've had enough.

You tried to reason with him.

Kenny: To hell with you!

Lee: Kenny, come on. Gimme that.

You tried to reason with him.

Lee tries to grab the bottle, but Kenny holds onto it.

Lee: Kenny! Give me the damn bottle!

Kenny: Get the fuck away from me!

Lee: What the fuck were you thinking, letting Kenny get like this?

Ben: Hey, man, I tried, but he gave me a look like he was gonna rip my face off. He won't listen to you, you think he was gonna listen to me?

Ben defended himself.

Kenny: To hell with you!

Kenny: What the hell you looking at?

Lee: Getting wasted's not going to help anyone.

Kenny: Yeah, well, what is? We are fucked! Molly said there's not a single boat left in Savannah. No way out. We got walkers all around us, that crazy fuck on the radio messing with us...hell, if now ain't the time for a drink...

Kenny takes a sip and offers the bottle to Ben; he is about to take it when he notices Lee glaring at him, and decides not to have any.

Lee can open various doors.

Lee: Doesn't look like she's in here.

Talk to Kenny/Ben

Lee: Have either of you seen Clementine?

Kenny: Damned if I know. Gotta be around here somewhere.

Lee: Ben, I gave you one job when I left here--take care of Clementine. Then she shows up out on River Street looking for me? What the hell happened?

Lee: Ben, how did Clementine sneak out of the house?

Ben: Hey, don't put all that on me. Omid took a turn for the worse and Christa asked me to help. I'm sorry, I'm doing the best I can here. She was frantic and things got kind of crazy. I told Clementine to stay put, what else could I do?

Lee: That's not good enough.

Ben: Whatever.

Lee: Don't give that "whatever" shit. Just tell me where she is.

Lee: It's okay. I'm not mad at you. I just wanna know where she is.

Lee: Don't be sorry. Just tell me where the hell she is now.

Ben: Whatever.

Ben: I think she went out to play in the backyard.

Lee: On her own? With no one watching her?

Ben: Man, will you get off my back? She's fine out there!

Lee: She'd better be, or it's your ass!

Lee automatically goes to the backyard.

Ben: I think she's with that girl who brought her back here, Molly. She said something about checking upstairs for supplies.

Talk to Kenny/Ben again

Lee: You sure Clementine's upstairs with Molly?

Ben: Uh, I think so. Yeah, pretty sure.

Lee enters the backyard.

Lee: Clementine? Clementine!

Lee attempts to use the door, but the shed door moves.

Lee: Door's covered in vines...don't think anyone came in through there.

Lee looks into the empty street.

The dog house is empty.

Lee looks sad.

Lee looks out at the empty alleyway.

There is nothing there.

Something bumps against the shed door from the inside. Lee opens it as Clementine pushes against it, and she accidentally knocks Lee to the ground.

Clementine: Lee!

Clementine runs over to Lee and hugs him.

Lee: Hey, girl.

Clementine: Come look! Look what I found!

Lee: What have I told you about wandering off on your own?

Clementine: I know, I know, stay close to you! But you weren't here! And look! Look what I found!

Lee: What were you doing in there?

Clementine: Exploring. And look! Look what I found!

Clementine: I know you're mad that I wandered off, but look what I found!

Clementine walks up to the shed and Lee opens the doors all the way, revealing a boat.

Lee: Holy shit.

Clementine: Swear.

Lee: Whoa.

Clementine: I know, right?

Lee: This was here the whole time?!

Clementine: I know, right?

Clementine: I know, right?

Kenny walks up to the shed and smiles, dropping the whiskey bottle. Some time later, at sunset, Molly, Omid, Christa, and Vernon sit in the living room as Lee paces across the room.

Lee: Omid's doing okay?

Vernon: As well as can be expected under the circumstances. I did what I could for him, cleaned out the wound. But he's got a real infection, running a fever. Without antibiotics...

Lee: Christa, how are you holding up?

Christa: I'm okay. Vernon did what he could for Omid. But he's got a real infection and he's running a hell of a fever. I'm worried if we don't get some real medicine in him soon...

Lee: What's taking Kenny so damn long? How hard can it be to look over a boat?

Christa: It'll take as long as it takes, Lee.

Lee says nothing.

Molly: Will you quit pacing? You're making everyone nervous.

Christa: Why are you even still here?

Molly: Hey, if your friend really can get that boat working, you're taking me with you as payment for saving your asses. I figure that's fair enough, don't you?

Ben and Kenny enter.

Lee: Well?

Kenny: (sighs) You want the good news or the bad news?

Lee: I think we could all use some good news.

Kenny: Good news is, the boat's seaworthy enough. In pretty good shape, mostly.

Christa: Mostly?

Kenny: That's the bad news. Gas tank's empty and her battery's dead. We need to fix both before she's taking us any place.

Lee: Let's get the bad news out of the way first.

Kenny: Bad news is, she's not taking us anywhere, the shape she's in right now. Gas tank's empty and the battery's dead.

Christa: So, what's the good news?

Kenny: That's it, that's all she needs, some gas and a battery. Other than that, she's good to go.

Kenny: Guess that was too tough a question, so I'll make it easy for ya. Bad news is, she's not taking us anywhere, the shape she's in right now. Gas tank's empty and the battery's dead.

Christa: So, what's the good news?

Kenny: That's it, that's all she needs, some gas and a battery. Other than that, she's good to go.

Christa: Well, how are we supposed to get that stuff?

Lee: We should go back out onto the street, see what we can find.

Molly: That's not gonna work. Crawford took everything and brought it inside their walls. They siphoned every gas tank, stripped every batter. There's nothing left out there, you saw that for yourselves.

Vernon: She's right.

You suggested a search, but the group disagrees.

Christa: Well, what about this Crawford place? Sounds like they'd have everything we need. Maybe we should try there.

Lee: Maybe we should just stay put, reconsider our options. That boat's not going anywhere, we just need some time to figure out a plan.

Christa: Time's the one thing we don't have! Not while Omid's lying upstairs getting sicker by the minute. We need to do something, and we need to do it now!

Kenny: Plus, I don't like the idea of just sitting around here waiting for whoever's been stalking us on the radio to pay us a visit.

You suggested staying put, but the group disagrees.

Christa: Well, what about this Crawford place? Sounds like they'd have everything we need. Maybe we should try there.

Lee: Sounds like Crawford is the one place that has everything we need. Maybe we should try there.

Christa supports your plan.

Christa: Well, what about this Crawford place? Sounds like they'd have everything we need. Maybe we should try there.

Vernon: Now, hold on a minute.

Christa: Surely we have to try. If there are people left in this city who are still alive, who still have supplies...what harm can it do to ask?

Vernon: Trust me, you don't know these people. I do. You showing up with a wounded man? Might as well put a noose around his neck. They don't exactly welcome children with open arms, either.

Christa: What the hell kind of a place are we talking about here?

Molly: The worst kind. But I don't see what other choice we have.

Kenny: And just how exactly do you figure we do this? Because, from what I've heard, that place ain't exactly friendly to outsiders.

Molly: That's putting it mildly.

Lee: We negotiate with them like civilized people. We must have something they'd be interested in taking in trade.

You suggested a negotiation.

Vernon: Negotiate? With Crawford? Once again I have to remind you, you have no idea what these people are like! They'll take what they want, and then decide whether or not to let any of you live.

Kenny: So, what, no one has any ideas?

Vernon: There might actually be a way.

Lee: We're armed and we've got the numbers. I say we just go in there and take what we need by force.

You suggested an attack.

Molly: Okay, that is literally the dumbest idea I have ever heard. Crawford's like a goddamn military base, they've got hundreds of people there armed to the teeth, and that perimeter's guarded day and night. You're gonna have to be smarter than that.

Vernon: Maybe we can be.

Lee: There's got to be some way we can sneak in there undetected.

You suggested sneaking in.

Vernon: There might actually be a way.

You chose to keep quiet.

Kenny: So, what, no one has any ideas?

Vernon: There might actually be a way.

Vernon: I know the sewer system that runs beneath Crawford like the back of my hand. Y'all wouldn't happen to have a map by any chance?

Lee: Yeah, actually...

Lee unfolds the map and places it on the coffee table.

Vernon: I think I could lead us through so we could pass under the perimeter and right into the center, where they keep their supplies. We come up right underneath 'em, take 'em by surprise, grab what we need and get out before they even knew what hit 'em.

Molly: That's actually not the worst idea I've ever heard. I mean, it's close. But I don't know...maybe it could work.

Molly: Okay, that's not bad. That's better.

Vernon: I've thought about it before, just never had the people to do it. But I think if we all work together, we could pull it off.

Kenny: And what do you want in return for all this help you're giving us?

Vernon: Crawford doesn't just have what you need for your boat, they're also well-stocked with medical supplies. Medicine that my people could use, just as yours could.

Christa: We can do this. We have to!

Kenny: So...it's decided, then? We're going to Crawford?

Lee: How do we even know where they store their supplies?

Molly: I used to watch them from one of the belltowers just outside the perimeter. I've seen them carrying all kinds of stuff into that old Catholic school off the town square. I think they're using it as some kind of supply depot. There's a good chance we'll find what we need in there.

Lee: Anyone else have a problem with this plan? Because we're going to need every one of us to pull this off.

Ben: Man, I don't know...

Lee: We can do this. I know it.

Kenny: Hell yeah, we can.

Ben: Are we seriously talking about this? I mean, what about the risk?

Lee says nothing.

Kenny: I don't know about you, kid, but I'd rather take a chance on doing something than just sitting around here waiting to die. That boat out there is an answered prayer, we just gotta push a little bit farther. Are you in or out?

Ben does not reply.

Vernon: We should go tonight, under cover of dark. I'll go let my people know, give you all a chance to prepare. I'll be back before midnight.

Christa: Be careful.

Vernon: That's how I'm still alive.

The group separates. Lee walks toward the stairs where Clem is sitting.

Lee: I told you to stay in your room. How long have you been there?

Clementine: Is it going to be dangerous?

Lee: Is what gonna be dangerous?

Clementine: Crawford.

Lee: I can't lie to you, Clem. Yeah, it's gonna be dangerous. But it's the only way to get the things we need to make Omid better, and get the boat working. That's why we have to do this. Do you understand?

You were honest with Clementine.

Clementine: I don't want anyone else to die.

Lee: No one else is going to die. I promise.

Clementine: That's like the promise you made to me after Duck died. But you can't really promise that, can you?

Clementine: You can't promise that.

Lee: No, I guess I can't. Sorry.

Lee: Neither do I, but sometimes we have to take that kind of risk.

Lee: That could happen. But we have to take that risk, because it's just as dangerous not to.

You said nothing.

Lee: No, don't worry. We have a good plan and good people. We'll be in and out before they even know we were there. You trust me, don't you?

You asked Clementine not to worry.

Clementine: Yeah.

Lee: That's my girl.

Lee: I can't lie to you, Clem. I just don't know.

You were honest with Clementine.

Clementine: I don't want anyone else to die.

Lee: No one else is going to die. I promise.

Clementine: That's like the promise you made to me after Duck died. But you can't really promise that, can you?

Clementine: You can't promise that.

Lee: No, I guess I can't. Sorry.

Lee: Neither do I, but sometimes we have to take that kind of risk.

Lee: That could happen. But we have to take that risk, because it's just as dangerous not to.

You said nothing.

You chose not to answer Clementine.

Clementine: I guess I should go get ready.

Lee: Uh, say what now?

Clementine: You said you'd need all of us to do this. And you said I'm a big help, remember? Molly said Crawford is the only place left in Savannah that still has people. That means it must be where my mom and dad are, right?

Lee: I don't think I'll find them in Crawford, sweet pea.

Clementine: Why not?

Lee: Because they're good people. And Crawford is a bad place, run by bad people. I don't think they would have stayed in a place like that.

Clementine: How do you know they're good? You've never met them.

Lee: Well...they raised you, didn't they?

Lee: Clementine, I think it'd be safer for you to stay here with Omid.

Clementine: But what if something happens to him while you're gone?

Lee: What do you mean?

Clementine: He's sick. And if he doesn't get better, and...you know. He might try to hurt me.

Lee: Where I'm going, it's just too dangerous. For children, especially.

Clementine: You said I'm supposed to always stay close to you.

Lee says nothing.

Clementine: Can't I come with you?

Lee: No. I'm sorry.

You chose to leave Clementine at the house.

Clementine dejectedly walks up the stairs.

Lee: Okay, you can come. But you have to promise to stay quiet and do exactly what you're told the whole time we're there.

You chose to bring Clementine with you.

Clementine: Okay. I'm gonna go get ready.

Clementine runs up the stairs.

Clementine: You don't think I should go, do you?

You chose to leave Clementine at the house.

Clementine dejectedly walks up the stairs.

It is nighttime when everyone but Omid gathers in the backyard. Christa loads her gun, Molly studies the map, and Kenny searches the shed.

Kenny: Check out what I found in the garage. Hatchet, hacksaw, some other tools. Might come in handy on this little break-in.

Lee: Nice.

Kenny: Can I talk to you a minute?

Lee: What's up?

Kenny: I took another look at the boat. She's a 30-footer.

Lee: So?

Kenny: So, we're gonna have a capacity problem. Boat that size ain't gonna hold more than five people, even with one of them a kid.

Lee: Me, you, Clem, Christa, Omid, Ben, Molly...

Kenny: Assuming everyone makes it back alive, that's still one too many, even if we cut Molly loose. Before this is over, we're gonna have to make a decision.

Lee: You're not serious.

Kenny: Look, I'm just saying, if we want the best chance of--

Vernon and Brie enter the backyard.

Kenny: Who the hell is this?

Vernon: This is Brie, she can help us.

Lee: Help us how?

Lee: Good, we're gonna need all the help we can get.

Brie appreciates your support.

Lee: We don't need her. She's just gonna slow us down.

Vernon didn't appreciate what you said.

Christa: Help us? How?

Brie: I was a student at the school where Crawford keeps their supplies. I know the layout.

Vernon: With her help we're in and out faster. Anyone got a problem with that?

Lee: I guess not.

Molly: Then what are we waiting for? Let's get moving.

The group starts to move out.

Lee: Hold up just a sec.

Lee: You ready?

Clementine: Ready.

Vernon: Whoa, hold on a minute. You're not taking her with us. Did you not hear anything I said about the kind of place Crawford is? If you take her in there and they find her--

Lee: I'm not leaving her alone in the house with only Omid to protect her. Just not happening.

Molly: For what it's worth, I don't think it's a great idea either.

Lee: She's coming. Deal with it.

Kenny: You heard the man.

Lee: This little girls' not just excess baggage. She's gotten us out of a tight spot more than once. She's coming. Deal with it.

Kenny: You heard the man.

Lee: This isn't up for debate, Vernon. Decision's made.

Molly: For what it's worth, I don't think it's a great idea either.

Lee: She's coming. Deal with it.

Kenny: You heard the man.

Clementine: I can help. I've been helpful lots of times before.

Vernon: I hope you know what you're doing.

Kenny: You heard the lady.

Kenny: Let's move out.

Lee: You understand why you have to stay behind, don't you?

Clementine: I guess.

Lee: Plus, you have a job to do. An important job. I need you to stay ere and watch over the house, watch over Omid.

Clementine: What should I do if something happens while you're gone?

Lee: If that happens--if you see or hear anyone outside trying to get in, I want you to find a place to hide and stay there. And don't come out until I get back. Do you understand?

You decided to keep the gun.

Clementine: Find a place to hide and stay there.

Lee: One other thing. If Omid gets worse while we're away...if he tries to hurt you...you know what to do, right?

Lee: Here, I want you to take this. (offers gun) You remember how to use it, don't you? It's just like I showed you.

You trusted Clementine with the gun.

Clementine: I remember.

Lee: So if anyone tries to get inside the house that isn't one of us...or if something does happen to Omid...

Clementine: I know what to do.

Clementine hugs Lee.

Lee: Let's get you inside.

Clementine goes inside and Lee closes the door.

Ben offers Lee the hatchet, and he takes it. The group leaves.

Crawford

The group stands beneath a manhole cover in the sewers.

Vernon: This should be it. We're right underneath the center of Crawford, the old school should be directly above us.

Lee: Okay, people, this is it. Remember the plan. We stay quiet, we stay hidden, and we stay together. We find what we need and we get the hell out before anyone even knows we're there. Got it?

Everyone nods.

Lee: And that part about staying close? That goes double for you.

Lee climbs up the ladder.

Lee: Can't get a good look above with the cover on.

Lee removes the manhole cover.

Lee: Let's go.

Everyone gets out of the sewer and hides in the bushes near a building.

Vernon: Where is everybody? There should be guards patrolling.

Kenny: What, are you disappointed?

Vernon: It's just strange, is all.

Christa: I think I see one. Over there, by the door.

Lee: Okay, me and Kenny'll sneak up, try to take him out quiet. The rest of you wait for our signal and then follow us over. Everybody got it? Okay, Kenny, let's do this quiet. No shooting unless there's no other choice.

Kenny: Right behind you.

(If Lee has a gun.)

Lee approaches the guard with his gun drawn.

Lee: Hey, how's it going? Do me a favor and put your hands up, nice and slow.

Lee: Put your hands over your head and get down on the ground. Get down on the ground or we'll put you down. Do it, now!

Lee: Don't. Fucking. Move. I ain't gonna tell you again.

Lee says nothing.

Lee takes out his hatchet and sneaks up to the guard.

Lee: What the FUCK?

The "guard" turns around and is revealed to be a walker. Lee chops him in the face or shoots him several times, killing him. The rest of the group comes out of hiding.

Lee: What the FUCK is a walker doing inside here?

More walkers approach.

Lee: Get inside, fast!

Everyone runs inside St. Felicity's Catholic School and Lee closes the doors behind them. They run up the stairs and burst through a door into a hallway of lockers; Vernon and Brie close the doors.

Kenny: Fuck. Fuck! Do you think they saw us?

Lee: I don't think so. I think we're good, for now, at least.

Lee: Definitely.

Your answer scared Clementine a little.

Ben: Shit.

Your answer freaked Ben out.

Lee: Your guess is as good as mine.

Your answer scared Clementine a little.

Ben: Shit.

Your answer freaked Ben out.

Kenny: I'll take that as a "yes", then?

Kenny noticed your silence.

Christa: What the hell happened here? I thought this place was supposed to be secure!

Molly: What always happens, I guess. In the end, the dead always win.

Ben: Oh, man, we are so screwed...

Vernon: No, this is good.

Lee: What? How the fuck is this good?

Vernon: Before, everyone in Crawford was smart and they had guns. Now they're dumb and they don't. Hey, trying to look on the bright side here.

Lee: Vernon's right. We can deal with walkers easier than armed guards.

Lee: It's all over. We should leave this place. Now.

Vernon: No, listen to me. Before, everyone in Crawford was smart and they had guns. Now they're dumb and they don't. Hey, trying to look on the bright side here.

Ben: Did he just say this is a good thing?

Vernon: Look at it this way... Before, everyone in Crawford was smart and they had guns. Now they're dumb and they don't. Hey, trying to look on the bright side here.

Kenny: I agree. So long as we don't let 'em box us in, we can still do this. The plan hasn't changed.

Ben: The plan hasn't changed? Every time walkers show up the plan changes! Do you even have any idea how many of them are out there?

Christa: No. You wanna do a headcount? Or do you wanna get what we need and get the hell out of here?

Brie: Come on, I think I know which way to head.

Ben: I got a bad feeling about this.

The group walks down the hallway. Behind a boarded up door marked with an X, several zombies growl.

Molly: Just keep moving.

They reach a door at the end of the hallway.

Brie: Here.

Lee cautiously opens the door.

Lee: Looks okay. Everybody in.

The group enters the abandoned classroom. Lee tries to open a door marked "Armory".

Lee: Figures.

Kenny: Looks like they were using this room as some kind of command center.

Molly: Okay, so now what? Where do we start looking?

Brie: Here. (looks at hand-drawn map hanging on the wall) Just give me a sec...

Lee: Where can we find some fuel for the boat?

Kenny: What about the fuel? Where should I start looking?

Brie: There's a maintenance shed across from the playground here, (points to map) if they were storing fuel that's probably where it'll be.

Lee: Where would be the best place to look for medicine?

Christa: What about the medicine?

Molly: (points to map) Right here. Nurse's station, they were using it as a medical facility.

Christa: How do you know that?

Molly: Just makes sense, doesn't it?

Lee: Any idea where we could find a battery?

Vernon: (points to map) Maybe at the auto shop? There used to be one in the alley outside the fire escape.

Lee: So then we just need a battery. (points to map) This auto shop, it's right next door?

Brie: Yup, it's called Herman's, you can't miss it.

Christa: What about the medicine?

Molly: (points to map) Right here. Nurse's station, they were using it as a medical facility.

Christa: How do you know that?

Molly: Just makes sense, doesn't it?

Lee can ask another question or stay silent again.

Kenny: So, what about a battery?

Vernon: (points to map) Maybe at the auto shop? There used to be one in the alley outside the fire escape.

Brie: Yup, it's called Herman's, you can't miss it.

Kenny: What about the fuel? Where should I start looking?

Brie: There's a maintenance shed across from the playground here, (points to map) if they were storing fuel that's probably where it'll be.

Kenny: Okay, I'll make the run to the maintenance shed for the fuel.

Brie: It'll be faster if I go with you, I can take you right to it.

Ben: I'll come too.

Kenny: No, two people's enough. You stay here, see if you can use any of those tools we brought to get that armory door open. We might need to shoot our way out of here.

Christa: I'll go for the medicine.

Vernon: I'll come with you, I know what to take.

Lee: Okay, I guess that leaves me to go find us a battery.

Molly: I'll go with you, watch your back.

Lee: (gives hatchet to Kenny) Okay, we've got a plan. Everyone be careful, stay close to one another, we'll all meet back here. Good luck.

The group splits up. Lee, Ben, and determinantly Clementine are left in the room.

Clementine: What about me, what can I do?

Lee: I need you to stay here with Ben and watch over our command center. I'm putting you in charge of it. Okay?

Clementine: (looks over at Ben trying to open the armory door) You're leaving me with Ben?

Lee: I'm not leaving you with Ben. I'm leaving him with you. Understand?

Clementine: Ohhh. Okay.

Lee: Back before you know it.

Lee: Hopscotch...

Lee: Creepy.

Lee: Might come back for these later. Any reading material would be nice once we get on that boat.

Lee: No power, no TV.

Lee: So, according to Brie, fuel is at the maintenance shed, medicine might be at the nurse's office, and a battery would probably be at the auto shop out through here.

Lee: The fuel's in a shed across from the playground. It's just outside the stairwell.

Lee: If we're gonna find medicine anywhere, that would be the place to look.

Lee: Brie said the entrance to the auto shop was in the alleyway by this fire escape.

Lee: Nothin' but crayons and construction paper.

Lee: The Georgia state flag. A lot of history there...not that it matters much now, I guess.

Lee: Looks like they had quite a system here. Crawford's Final Solution.

The following is written on the pamphlet:

Initials of person conducting search -- TMR
Days since outbreak -- 71 00
Number of ineligable citizens found -- 1
Number of citizens brought to Crawford -- 2
Number of walkers found -- 3

Lee: Have to wonder what's going on in the rest of the world.

Lee: Just a bunch of paste.

Talk to Ben

Lee: Hey, you need any help with that?

Ben: Thanks, I got it. Just once, I'd like to do something useful, you know?

Lee: That'd make a nice change of pace.

Ben: Wow, no need to agree with me quite so much. Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Ben will remember that.

Lee: Well... I'll let you get on with it.

Lee: You're plenty useful.

Ben: Ha! Yeah, right. Seems like all I ever do is get us into trouble.

Lee: Well... I'll let you get on with it.

Lee: Well... I'll let you get on with it.

Ben: Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Ben will remember that.

Lee turns to leave.

Ben: No, wait. There is something you can help me with. Something that's been on my mind, I could use your opinion.

Lee: What is it?

Ben: It's Kenny. Since I've been helping him work on the boat, I've gotten to know him a little better. He's a good guy, you know? And it's eating me up, knowing what I know. I've been thinking about telling him the truth.

Lee: Ben, c'mon. This again?

Ben: It's my fault Duck and Katjaa got killed. If I hadn't screwed up back at the motor inn, they'd still be alive. How am I supposed to just carry something like that around? I have to tell him.

Lee: Ben. No offense, but have you lost your motherfucking mind? Kenny's barely hanging on, you tell him you're to blame... I don't even want to think about what he might do.

Ben: I know. I've thought about that. But I don't know how much longer I can keep looking him in the eye. I feel like I'm lying to him by not telling him.

Lee: I'm telling you, man, it's a bad idea. Real, real bad.

Ben: Hey, maybe you're okay walking around with somebody's blood on your hands, but that's not who I am! I can't just pretend it never happened.

Lee: Look, we need Kenny. We need him to hold his shit together if we're ever going to get out of here, so you need to keep this to yourself. For the good of everyone. You hear me?

Ben: I hear you.

Lee: I agree, I think you should tell him. Just not now.

Ben: You don't get it, Lee. What am I supposed to do whenever he talks about Katjaa and Duck? Just nod and pretend like it wasn't my fault? I can't do it anymore.

Lee: Ben, listen. Kenny seems like he's got his shit back together because right now he's got a purpose, but he is still in a real bad place. You tell him now, he's going to lose it. And then we're all screwed. There'll come a time when he's ready to hear it. But it's not now, not yet.

Ben: I hear you.

Lee: Look, Ben, I really don't have time for this.

Ben: You don't get it, Lee. What am I supposed to do whenever he talks about Katjaa and Duck? Just nod and pretend like it wasn't my fault? I can't do it anymore.

Lee: Ben, listen. Kenny seems like he's got his shit back together because right now he's got a purpose, but he is still in a real bad place. You tell him now, he's going to lose it. And then we're all screwed. There'll come a time when he's ready to hear it. But it's not now, not yet.

Ben: I hear you.

Ben: I guess you've got your own problems. Look, don't worry about it. I'll figure it out.

Ben: I'm gonna get back to this.

Talk to Ben Again

Lee: How are things going with that door?

Ben: Slowly but surely.

Talk to Clementine (brought Clem along)

Clementine is sitting in one of the school chairs.

Lee: You okay, Clem?

Clementine: Yeah. This desk is just like the ones we have in my school. I know it's weird, but I kinda miss it. Being in school.

Lee: It's not weird at all. So do I.

Clementine: But you haven't been in school since forever!

Lee: Hey, I'm not that old. And I used to be a teacher, remember? American history.

Lee: Me too. I used to be a teacher, remember? Tell you what--when we find ourselves a safe place, we'll set up a little classroom. Just you and me.

Clementine: Will there be homework?

Lee: No homework.

Lee: Really? I would have thought school would be the last thing you'd miss about all this.

Clementine: No, I liked it.

Lee: What was your favorite subject?

Clementine: History.

Lee: Well, what do you know? Mine too.

Clementine: Yeah, I guess that is pretty dumb, huh?

Clementine: Do you think things will ever be normal again? Just like the way they were before?

Lee: Yeah. It may take a while, but, yeah, I do. Don't you?

Clementine: I hope so.

Lee: That's good. You hold onto that hope. It's the one thing none of this can take away.

Lee: I don't think so, Clem. I think the best we can hope for is that we'll find a way to survive, to stay together, and to not let this change us. That's what's important.

Clementine: I guess you're right.

(If Lee didn't ask Katjaa "What do you do?" or asked and said "No, I USED to.")

Lee: I don't think anybody knows the answer to that, Clem. Maybe there's somebody out there working on a way to fix this. Some kind of cure, maybe. There's just no way to know.

Clementine: I hope so.

Lee: That's good. You hold onto that hope. It's the one thing none of this can take away.

(If Lee asked Katjaa "What do you do?" and responded with "My mistake" or said nothing.)

Lee: I don't know, sweet pea. But we all have to believe they will. Remember what Katjaa said, back on the farm? She said we'll all be home soon.

Clementine: But now she's dead.

Lee: But we're not. We're still alive. And we have to keep hope alive too. It's the one thing none of this can take away.

Clementine: Yeah, I guess not, huh?

Talk to Clementine again

Lee: You okay, Clem?

Clementine: Yeah.

Lee: Just sit tight, okay? I need to go take care of a few things.

Clementine: Alright.

Lee exits the classroom.

The sign says:

PRINCIPLES OF CRAWFORD
ALL ILLNESSES AND MEDICAL CONDITIONS MUST BE DISCLOSED TO THE COUNCIL.
CHILDREN UNDER 14 NOT ADMITTED WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION.
ANYONE ASKED TO LEAVE CRAWFORD CANNOT RETURN UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES.
THEFT OR LOOTING WITHIN THE DISTRICT WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.
WASTE NOT! MAKE THE MOST OF YOUR RATIONS.

Lee: Must be the guy who ran this place. Looks like he figured himself as some kind of supreme leader.

The photo shows Crawford Oberson; written on the photo is:

WELCOME NEW CITIZENS TO CRAWFORD
C. Oberson -- Crawford Leader
KEEPING YOU SAFE

Lee: Nothing in here, I guess.

Lee: Nothin'.

Lee:' Been a long time since I had to use one this small.

Lee: Bone dry.

Lee: Locked. Didn't need to use the bathroom anyway.

Lee: This must be the way to the playground where Brie said the fuel was being stored.

Lee: Hasn't been much time yet. I'd better let Brie and Kenny do their thing.

Lee: I'll give them a little more time.

Lee: Shell casings all over. Whatever happened here, it wasn't good.

Lee: They've already been fired. They're worthless.

Lee: This place definitely has some major damage.

Lee: Can't reach it. It's too high up.

Lee: Too bad I don't know the combination to any of these.

Lee: Can't open it without the combination.

Lee: Think it's empty. Those Crawford people probably locked this stuff up somewhere.

Lee turns the corner.

Molly: The alleyway to the auto shop's down here. You coming or not?

Molly leaves to go to the alleyway.

Talk to Vernon/Christa

Lee: You guys need any help?

Vernon: Thanks, but I think we're almost in.

Christa: We're taking care of it, Lee. don't worry.

Talk to Vernon/Christa again

Lee: You sure you two don't need any help?

Christa: We're taking care of it, Lee. don't worry.

Lee goes to the alleyway door.

Lee: This must be the door to the alleyway where the auto shop is. But where the hell is Molly?

Lee goes through the door and down the fire escape.

Lee: Molly? You out here? (looks behind him at the walkers outside the gate) Guess I'm not going that way.

The sign says "DELIVERIES MADE IN REAR" with an arrow sign pointing to the left. Beneath it is written "Authorized Motor Pool Workers ONLY".

Lee: Auto shop must be down this way.

The sign says:

1 QT. OF OIL RATIONS PER CRAWFORD CITIZEN EVERY 3 MONTHS
NO EXCEPTIONS
MAKE IT LAST!!!

The sign below it says "LOOTERS WILL BE SHOT ON SIGHT!"

Lee: Damn...

Lee: Well, climbing the fence isn't an option.

The billboard says "HERMAN'S AUTO BODY".

Lee: Herman's...this is the place I'm looking for.

Lee enters the shed. He looks at the hole in the ceiling, then climbs on the shelves to get to the roof of the shed and jump over the gate with barbed wire.

Lee: Must be the entrance to that auto shop where Brie said we'd find that battery.

Lee: (looks at walkers behind fence) Better not get too close.

Lee tries to open the garage door.

Lee: Damn, it's jammed tight.

Lee walks to the end of the alley, then back. As he returns, a walker body drops down in front of him. He leans down to examine it.

Molly: Leave him! (jumps down from the roof and takes out pick) He's mine.

Lee: Where the hell have you been?

Lee: What were you doing up there?

Lee: Nice to see you.

Lee says nothing.

Molly kicks the walker several times and repeatedly stabs him with the pick.

Lee: Molly... MOLLY!

Molly: What?!

Lee: I think you got him.

Molly: One more. (stabs walker)

Lee: Calm the fuck down! What's wrong with you?

Molly: What's the matter, never seen someone kill a geek before? (stabs walker)

Lee: Not like THAT.

Lee: What the hell do you think you're doing? It's dead already, I think you can lay off.

Molly: Don't tell me what to do. You kill geeks your way, I'll kill 'em mine. (stabs walker)

Lee: Damn.

Molly stabs the walker.

Lee: He's wearing medical scrubs. Some kind of scientist or doctor, maybe?

Molly: Yeah, well, he ain't shit now. (kicks walker) Did you find us a way in?

Lee: Yeah, but the garage door's jammed, can't raise it. (tries to lift door)

Molly: Not a problem. Look what I found. (offers carjack)

Lee: Oh, yeah. That'll work.

Lee takes the carjack. Walkers start clawing at the fence, pushing it over more and more.

Lee: Shit...

Lee places the carjack under the garage door.

Molly: Come on!

The walkers knock over the fence and start approaching. Lee hurriedly pushes up the garage door and he and Molly crawl inside.

Molly: Take a look around. I'll make sure no stragglers get under this door.

Lee: Maybe there's a car battery in there we can use for the boat.

Lee: Well, I can see where the battery SHOULD be. But it's not.

Molly: Perfect.

Lee: Looks like Crawford had their own semi trucks.

Lee: That blinking. Must be an anti-theft system. Good chance of a working battery being in that car...if I can find a way to get up there.

Lee: I can't reach it up there.

Lee: It's the panel that controls the hydraulic lift over there.

Lee: (presses button) No power.

Lee: More of Crawford's rules. How did anybody live like this? I'd rather take my chances on the outside.

Lee: It's locked, no way in.

Talk to Molly

Molly: Something you need?

Lee: What do you think happened to Crawford?

Molly: Don't know, don't care. As far as I'm concerned these fuckers got what was coming to them.

Lee: Not a lot of sympathy for the people who died here, huh?

Molly: I have about as much for them as they did for the sick and the old and anyone else they didn't think was fit to belong in their little paradise. So, yeah, fuck 'em.

Lee: What was all that about back there?

Molly: He came at me up on that rooftop, tried to take a bite out of me, so I took care of business. What, you got a problem with me killing geeks?

Lee: No, it just seemed like you went to town on him a little more than you needed to.

Molly: Hey, you never really know when those things are all the way dead. I was just making sure. Look, you wanna get this battery or not? Time's wasting.

Lee: So why did you decide to help us?

Molly: I told you, I'm expecting a ride on that boat once that hillbilly friend of yours has got it running.

Lee: You sure that's all of it?

Molly: You wanna keep interrogating me, or you do you wanna get the damn battery and get outta here?

Lee: I'm going to have a look around.

Molly: You do that.

Lee looks at the hydraulic hose.

Lee: Looks like it's the hose for the lift hydraulics.

Lee tries to pry the hydraulic hose.

Lee: Don't think I can pry that hose apart with just my hands. Maybe if I had something to cut it with.

Lee talks to Molly.

Molly: Something you need?

Lee: Think I can borrow that hook thing of yours?

Molly: I don't know, Hilda and I have been through a lot together.

Lee: Hilda?

Molly: That's what I call her. Don't judge.

Lee: Please can I borrow Hilda? I'll take good care of her, she won't get a scratch.

Molly: (gives Hilda to Lee) I got your promise now. Not a scratch!

Lee uses Hilda to cut the hydraulic hose. The car slowly starts moving down the lift.

Lee: That did it! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The car accelerates and crashes to the floor, setting off its alarm.

Molly: That's probably not good!

Lee: No shit!

Walkers start clawing under the door. Molly runs over and grabs her pick.

Molly: I'll try to hold 'em off! Hurry!

Lee: There's the battery! Finally something goes right!

Lee: It's still attached to the terminals!

Lee unscrews the terminals. He detaches one of them.

Lee: It's off!

Lee detaches the other terminal.

Lee: Got that one off!

Lee picks up the battery.

Lee: Got it!

Molly: Yeah, but we still got a problem here. Put it in here, I'll carry it! (Lee puts the battery in her backpack) Okay, follow me. (climbs on the semi truck) Move your ass!

Lee climbs up the semi truck as walkers surround it.

Lee: Great. Now what?

Molly: Skylight.

Lee: It's stuck!

Molly: Shoot it out!

Lee shoots the skylight. Molly jumps and uses the pick to climb up to the roof, then helps pull Lee up.

Lee: Okay, so now we're on a roof.

Molly: Do you ever stop complaining? Come on.

Molly jumps to the adjacent rooftop, using Hilda to help her climb up.

Molly: Come on, what are you, chicken? Jump!

Lee: I don't know, man...

Lee: I can't. It's too far.

Lee: What did you call me? (looks over edge) Well, now that you mention it...

Lee says nothing.

Lee jumps to the other rooftop and grabs onto Molly's hand; she helps pull him up. They arrive back at the school, and Lee drops down through the hole in the ceiling.

Lee: Come on.

Molly: Later. Something I gotta do first.

Lee: What?

Molly: Catch you later.

Lee: Wait! You've still got the battery!

Molly: Yeah, I think I'll hold onto it, make sure you don't leave without me. See you back in class! (runs off)

Lee: Molly! Goddamn it! What the hell is she doing?

Lee: Not going back out there unless I have a damn good reason.

Lee walks down the hallway. Kenny and Brie run inside the door, holding gas cans.

Kenny: Little help here?

They drop the gas cans and the hatchet. Lee, Kenny, and Brie push the doors closed as walkers try to get in; the doors get stuck on a walker's head.

Kenny: Fuck! Doors won't close all the way!

Brie: Lee, do something!

Lee shoots the walker and they successfully close the doors.

Kenny: We got it!

Brie: Brace the door with something!

Lee picks up the hatchet and sticks it between the handles.

Lee: Think that'll hold?

Kenny: It damn well better.

Brie: There's so many of them...

Lee: You got the fuel!

Kenny: Let's not start high-fiving each other just yet. Let's get the hell back to the classroom. Give us a hand with these fuel cans, they weigh a goddamn ton.

Lee, Kenny, and Brie bring the cans to the classroom.

Clementine: You're back!

Kenny: Yeah, and we made out pretty good too.

Ben: Great work, Kenny!

Ben: Hey! How'd you guys make out?

Kenny: We got the fuel.

Ben: Awesome! Good job, guys.

Kenny: How're you doing with that door?

Ben: Not so good.

Kenny: Here, let me give you a hand. (tries to help Ben with the door) You get that battery yet?

Lee: Yeah, Molly has it, she should be back here soon.

Kenny: She'd better be.

Talk to Brie

Lee: Brie?

Brie: No offense, but I'm not really looking for conversation.

Lee: What's wrong?

Brie: Nothing's wrong. I just don't particularly like you.

Lee: If this is about Vernon... I did what I had to do to get him to help us. I was only looking out for my people.

Brie: And I'm looking out for mine. That's the only reason I'm here. So, if there's nothing else...

Brie still doesn't trust you.

Brie: Hey, Lee. Thanks for all your help back there. I don't think we would have made it without you.

Lee: No problem, we're all on the same team.

Lee: So, you're a cancer survivor? Like Vernon and the others?

Brie: Yeah. I was diagnosed in college. Been getting treatment ever since. Just when I was starting to get better, when I thought there might be some hope, all...this happened. Lost my whole family. I'm the only one who survived. Funny how things work out, huh?

Lee: How long have you known Vernon?

Brie: Couple of years. He ran our support group. He was really great, helping me come to terms with my disease. But how do you come to terms with something like this? With a place like Crawford? I don't know what I, or the other survivors, would have done without Vernon. He's the one who held us together, kept us alive.

Lee: What do you think about this whole Crawford situation?

Brie: I'd rather not talk about it. Too many awful memories. Even being back here gives me a bad feeling.

Lee: Even now, with everyone dead?

Brie: I've got no sympathy for what happened to these people. They weeded out the sick and the old, even children, those least able to defend themselves, so that they could save their own skins. Whatever happened here, however Crawford fell, I consider it poetic justice.

Lee: Damn, girl, that's cold.

Brie: It's how I feel. If you'd seen what I've seen, you'd feel the same.

Lee: I'll be back. Got some things to do.

Brie: Good luck.

Brie: I'm a little busy here, Lee. Maybe you should go get that battery or help with the medicine.

Talk to Brie Again

Lee: Hey, I--

Brie: I'm a little busy here, Lee. Maybe you should go get that battery or help with the medicine.

Talk to Clementine (brought Clem along)

Lee: You okay, Clem?

Clementine: Yeah. Where's Molly?

Lee: She had to go run an errand, she'll be back soon.

Clementine: I hope she's okay.

Lee: She'll be fine. She's pretty tough. Just sit tight, okay? I need to go take care of a few things.

Clementine: Alright.

Talk to Clementine Again

Lee: You okay, Clem?

Clementine: Yeah. I'm glad Kenny and Brie made it back okay.

Lee: Yeah, me too. And now we have fuel for the boat.

Clementine: Do you think we'll be here much longer?

Lee: I sure hope not.

Clementine: I don't think Brie likes you very much.

Lee: She'll get over it.

Clementine: Were you mean to her or something?

Lee: She just doesn't approve of the way I got Vernon to help me. But I did what I had to, to get back to you.

Lee: Just sit tight, okay? I need to go take care of a few things.

Clementine: Alright.

Talk to Ben and Kenny

Ben: What do we still need?

Lee: We already got the fuel and the battery, once we find some medicine we'll be good to go.

Kenny: So, where's this battery you found?

Lee: Molly has it, she ran off to do something.

Kenny: Well, she'd better bring it back here. I dunno why you trusted that girl with it, we hardly know her.

Lee: She saved your life, didn't she?

Kenny: Hmph. Yeah, but what has she done for me lately?

Talk to Ben and Kenny again

Lee: How are you guys doing with that door?

Kenny: Slower than I'd like.

Ben: Don't worry, we'll get it open. I think.

Lee enters the hallway.

Lee: Sounds like there's a shit ton of walkers out there.

Lee: Think I'd better leave it alone.

Lee: Not going back out there unless I have damned good reason.

Lee goes to the nurse's office, where several walkers have surrounded the door.

Lee: Shit.

Lee crouches behind a piece of furniture.

Lee: Christa and Vernon must be trapped in there.

Lee takes out his gun and shoots one of the walkers, drawing the others attention toward him. He kills the remaining walkers. He enters the office and Christa points her gun at him, but puts it away after recognizing him.

Lee: What the hell happened?

Christa: They wandered into the hallway after we got inside. I think they must have heard us rooting around in here. The whole place is infested, they're everywhere!

Lee: Calm down. I took care of them. What about the meds, did we find what we need?

Vernon: Yeah--that's our other problem. Take a look. Looks like they were keeping all the prescription meds in that safe--locked up tight.

Lee: There's no way we can bust it open?

Vernon: Maybe with enough time. But I don't know how much of that we have. Be a hell of a lot quicker if we just knew the four-digit combination.

Lee: Can we just guess the combination?

Vernon: It's a four-digit code. You do the math.

Lee: Maybe we should try looking somewhere else for medicine.

Vernon: In Crawford? This place is too overrun. No, that safe is our best chance. It'd be a hell of a lot quicker if we just knew the four-digit combination.

Vernon: It'd be a hell of a lot quicker if we just knew the four-digit combination.

Christa: Well, I doubt they just wrote it down and left it here for us to find. We should just try busting it open, we don't have any other choice.

Lee: Okay, you get started, I'll take a look around, see if I can find anything useful.

Lee: I'll have to take time to rest later. I think.

Lee: What is this, a copy machine? Not that it matters with no power around here.

Lee: Just a bunch of papers. No safe combination, though.

Lee exits the medical room.

Lee: Looks like some kind of medical file.

Lee: Phones probably haven't worked in months.

Lee: Not working.

Lee: The way this camera's set up, it looks like it would have had a pretty good view of that keypad. I wonder if it caught someone punching it in?

Lee: No tape inside.

Lee: There's dried blood on this printout. And on the floor. Looks like a trail of it, from the safe to that camera over there, then out the door. What the hell happened here?

Lee: Looks pretty sturdy, no way we're gonna force that open.

Vernon: We might be able to find something to pry it open, but it'll take time.

Christa: We don't have time! Omid needs that medicine! We have to get it open NOW!

Lee: Do you think shooting it open would work?

Vernon: Only thing that would accomplish is getting us all killed. So, no, I don't.

Lee: Y'all already checked these drawers?

Christa: Yes, Lee. Nothing in there worth taking.

Lee: What's this on the floor?

Christa: It's a sonogram.

Lee: Already cleaned out.

Talk to Clementine

Lee: You okay, Clem?

Clementine: Yeah. Are Christa and Vernon okay?

Lee: They're fine. They had a little trouble with some walkers, but I took care of them.

Clementine: You're getting good at that.

Lee: It's not something I want to be good at. It's something I have to be good at.

Clementine: I just want everyone to make it out of here okay.

Lee: We will. We're doing pretty good so far. Just sit tight, okay? I need to go take care of a few things.

Clementine: Alright.

Talk to Vernon

Lee: How's it coming?

Vernon: Slow. Too slow. I'm worried that by the time we manage to get this thing open, it may be too late.

Lee: Molly helped me get the battery we needed.

Vernon: That's great, one down. Where is she?

Lee: She took off, had some kind of errand she needed to run.

Vernon: Took off...with the battery?

Lee: Yeah. Don't worry, she'll be back.

Vernon: I hope so. That girl doesn't really strike me as a team player. More the mercenary kind.

Lee: How much time do you think Omid has, doc?

Vernon: You want my medical opinion? The sooner we get him some strong antibiotics to start fighting that infection, the better. Let's just leave it at that.

Lee: Hey, doc, I just wanted to thank you for coming with us, and for all your help. I really appreciate it.

Vernon: Don't thank me. I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for my people. They need this medicine as badly as your friend does.

Vernon: Don't mention it. It's times like these we've got to help each other the most, right? Or we're no better than those Crawford sons of bitches.

Lee: I heard that.

Vernon: Look, we don't have time to just sit around. We need to get this safe open.

Lee: I'll go see if I can find something that'll help us get that safe open.

Vernon: Good idea.

Talk to Vernon again

Lee: Hey, Vernon? I'll go see if I can find something that'll help us get that safe open.

Vernon: Good idea.

Talk to Christa

Lee: Hey, Christa?

Christa: Yeah?

Lee: Are you making any progress with the safe?

Christa: No! Without the combination, I don't know we're going to get this damn thing open. If we don't get back to Omid with some medicine soon...

Lee: It's okay. We'll figure it out.

Lee: Are you feeling okay?

Christa: I'm fine. Why are you asking me that?

Lee: It's just that you've been looking a little pale the past couple of days. You've been throwing up...

Christa: Oh, come on, you'd just dug up a rotting dog carcass! I'm surprised we weren't ALL throwing up. Lee, I'm fine. Quit worrying about me, okay? Worry about Omid, we've got to get him these meds!

Lee: I hope I did the right thing bringing Clementine with us. This place isn't exactly safe.

Christa: Then why did you?

Lee: Because leaving her alone with Omid didn't seem any safer.

Christa: What's THAT supposed to mean?

Lee: I hope I did the right thing leaving Clementine back at the house.

Christa: What else were you gonna do? Bring her on a dangerous mission?

Lee: I know, I know. I just want her to be safe.

Christa: Why shouldn't she be?

Lee: No offense, Christa, but Omid's pretty sick. If he dies with Clementine alone in the house with him...

Christa: That is not gonna happen. Do you hear me? That is NOT going to happen. We're going to get these meds to Omid and he's going to be fine. He's going to be FINE!

Lee:' You're right. I'm sorry.

Christa: Look, Lee, I just wanna get back to Omid. Let me do my thing, alright?

Lee: Okay.

Christa: No offense, but I'm a little busy trying to get this safe open. Omid needs that medicine.

Lee: I've got things to do.

Christa: Yeah, same here.

Talk to Christa

Lee: Christa?

Christa: I'm busy, Lee. Just let me work.

Lee opens the medical file. Inside is a report and picture of a woman, along with a video tape.

Lee: Anna Correa. I guess she must have been a patient here. And what's this? (takes tape)

Lee puts the tape into the camcorder.

Lee: Vernon, Christa. Come look at this.

The three of them gather around to view the recording.

Logan: This is day eighty-two since the outbreak...fifteen forty-seven. Doctor Logan in consultation with patient Anna Correa.

Anna: Why are you recording this?

Logan: Regulations. Oberson has ordered me to keep records of all medical examinations and consultations. I need you to brace yourself, Anna. The sonogram confirms that you're pregnant.

Anna: Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god...

Logan: As you know, the rules are very clear. The termination is mandatory.

Anna: You don't have to tell them. Tell them it was just nausea, that you gave me something for it and it went away. This is my problem, not yours.

Logan: If Oberson finds out that I concealed evidence of a pregnancy... I'm sorry, but these are the rules. I'm gonna give you a sedative. It'll make the procedure easier on you.

Anna: I don't want the procedure! I want my baby! I can't do this!

Logan: Anna, you don't have a choice. Now, if you like, you can take some time with this, but I need you to come back no later than tomorrow. Or I'll have no choice but to inform Oberson myself. I'm sorry.

Anna runs out of the room. The recording ends and Lee takes the tape out.

Vernon: Damn it! We almost had it!

Christa: What the hell kind of place was this?

Lee: Like Molly said. The worst kind.

Vernon: Lee, maybe there's another tape. We've got to keep looking.

Lee: I think I recognize that doctor. He was one of the walkers out in the alley by the auto shop.

Vernon: Maybe you should search it. See what he's got on him.

Lee goes down the alley and enters the shack. As he is about to climb on the shelves, a walker attacks him. Lee pushes him to the ground and a TV falls on the walker's head, killing it.

Lee climbs the shelves and jumps over the fence. Walker Logan is crawling to the end of the alley. Lee stomps on its head, killing it.

Lee: Too many walkers in there.

Lee: This is definitely the guy.

Lee search's the doctor's corpse and finds another tape and piece of paper that says "LOGAN 6-26-30".

Lee: This might be just what we need. And what's this? Looks like some kind of code, but Vernon said the safe combination was only four numbers. (notices nearby walker) Shit. Time to go.

Lee returns to the school.

Lee: Alley's overrun. Guess I'm not going back out there again.

Lee: Logan. This must have been his locker.

Lee: Logan. This must have been his locker. (opens locker, takes tape) Another tape. The safe combination has gotta be on one of these.

Lee returns to the nurse's office.

Lee: I found another tape. This one's dated October tenth.

Vernon: That's the day after the first one we watched.

Christa: Put it in.

Lee inserts the tape and they watch the recording.

Logan: Have you made a decision?

Anna: I thought you said I didn't have a choice.

Logan: Well, technically you do. You can terminate the pregnancy, or leave Crawford. Of course that would be a death sentence for both you and your unborn child.

Anna: Maybe that's best. I stayed up all last night thinking about this. Why are we even trying to survive, to keep on living, if this is what it takes? If this is what it's turned us into?

Logan: I don't make the rules, Anna.

Anna: Doctor, I'm begging you. Please help me.

Logan: Maybe one day, when things are different, you can try again. But for now, today, we have to do this.

Logan inputs the code to the safe. Anna grabs a medical tool, stabs him in the stomach, and takes his gun.

Logan: No, no, no...

Gunshots are heard in the distance, and Logan collapses to the floor. Lee removes the tape.

Lee: I think we know what happened to Crawford.

Vernon: More importantly, we've got the combination.

Christa sobs.

Lee: Christa, are you alright? What's wrong?

Christa: It's nothing. That was just...hard to watch. Don't worry about me, I'm fine.

Lee: Alright. Let's get those meds and get the hell out of here.

Lee: Christa, this isn't the time. We've got a job to do.

Christa: You're right, I'm sorry. Let's get those meds.

Lee: Looks like the sick system these bastards cooked up to protect themselves wound up destroying them.

Vernon: Can't say I'll shed too many tears over it.

Lee says nothing.

Vernon inputs the code and unlocks the safe.

Vernon: We're in business. (takes supplies) Antibiotics...morphine...we'll take as much of this as we can carry. Okay, I think we're good. This is more than enough for your people and mine. Let's go!

Lee: You know, I found a third tape in a locker outside. Maybe there's something else on there?

Christa: We got the meds for Omid, that's all I care about.

Vernon: We'll head back to the classroom. Don't take too long, Lee.

Lee: You go on ahead, I want to make sure we didn't miss anything. I'll be right behind you.

Vernon: Don't take too long!

Christa and Vernon leave.

Lee can optionally view the recording on the camcorder. Logan zips up his pants and Molly buttons her jacket.

Logan: Listen. As fun as this was, I have to put a stop to this little arrangement. This is the last I can give you.

Molly: Why?

Logan: (unlocks safe) Oberson had someone down here yesterday taking inventory, he's really cracking down. I just can't risk it.

Molly: We had a deal!

Logan: (gives medicine to Molly) Yes. We HAD a deal. We don't anymore.

Molly: My sister needs this medicine. Without it, she'll die. Or she'll start showing symptoms and they'll take her away. I can't let that happen.

Logan: I'm sorry, Molly. I've done all I can. But I have to look out for myself here.

Molly: Yeah...that's the Crawford way, isn't it?

Molly leaves, purposely bumping into Logan on her way out. Lee takes out the tape.

Lee: Well, shit.

Lee enters the hallway. Molly climbs down the hole and walks up to Lee.

Lee: Jesus Christ. You scared the shit out of me. Where the fuck have you been?

Molly: Sightseeing.

Lee: I'll take that battery now.

Molly: Oh...yeah, about that. (notices Lee's shocked face) I'm just kidding.

Molly takes the battery out of her backpack and hands it to Lee.

Molly: Here ya go.

Lee notices Molly holding a photo in her hand.

Lee: What's that?

Molly: Nothing.

Lee: You can quit with the act, Molly. I know you're from Crawford.

You confronted Molly about her lie.

Molly: What? Who told you that?

Lee: I saw you on a security tape. Why'd you lie to me?

Molly: I said there were stories about Crawford, I never said that's how I knew about it. I never lied to you. And even if I did, so what? I don't owe you anything.

Lee: You saved my life twice, but you can't tell me the truth?

Molly: Are we really gonna do this now?

Lee: I guess that's up to you.

Molly: I used to live here with my sister. She was fourteen years old. When the dead started walking and Crawford shut itself in, it seemed like a pretty good deal at first. We were safe, we had everything we needed to survive. Then the rules started coming down. No one who couldn't justify their place, earn their keep. No one who required special care. My sister was diabetic, and by Crawford's rules, that made her a liability. I kept it a secret. Kept her safe for as long as I could. But in the end, I couldn't protect her. That's when I got out. Crawford, they always talked about how their system worked, how anything was better than becoming "one of them". But I saw what they'd already become. I just wished I could have seen it before it was too late. Before they came and took my sister away. (wipes away tear) This is all that I have left of her. (shows photo of her sister) I didn't have time to take it before I got out of Crawford. I just wanted it, okay?

Lee: It's okay, Molly. I understand. She's pretty.

Molly appreciates your sympathy.

Lee: I'm sorry for what happened to your sister. But right now I just want to get the job done and get back to the house.

You gently changed the subject.

Lee: I don't care about your life story, Molly.

You blew Molly off.

Molly: Then maybe you shouldn't have asked.

Lee: It's just that, me and my people, we've got our own problems, you know?

Molly: Yeah, well...who doesn't, these days?

You said nothing to Molly about her story.

Molly: Hey, you asked.

Lee: You lied to me.

You confronted Molly about her lie.

Molly: What?

Lee: You said you'd never been here before. But that wasn't the truth, was it?

Molly: What? Who told you that?

Lee: I saw you on a security tape. You were having an affair with that doctor.

Molly: Hey, from what I've heard, you're not real big on the truth yourself. Besides, I didn't lie.

Molly: I didn't lie.

Lee: I asked you how you knew about Crawford; you said you'd just heard stories.

Molly: I said there were stories about Crawford, I never said that's how I knew about it. I never lied to you. And even if I did, so what? I don't owe you anything.

Lee: You saved my life twice, but you can't tell me the truth?

Molly: Are we really gonna do this now?

Lee: I guess that's up to you.

Molly: I used to live here with my sister. She was fourteen years old. When the dead started walking and Crawford shut itself in, it seemed like a pretty good deal at first. We were safe, we had everything we needed to survive. Then the rules started coming down. No one who couldn't justify their place, earn their keep. No one who required special care. My sister was diabetic, and by Crawford's rules, that made her a liability. I kept it a secret. Kept her safe for as long as I could. But in the end, I couldn't protect her. That's when I got out. Crawford, they always talked about how their system worked, how anything was better than becoming "one of them". But I saw what they'd already become. I just wished I could have seen it before it was too late. Before they came and took my sister away. (wipes away tear) This is all that I have left of her. (shows photo of her sister) I didn't have time to take it before I got out of Crawford. I just wanted it, okay?

Lee: It's okay, Molly. I understand. She's pretty.

Molly appreciates your sympathy.

Lee: I'm sorry for what happened to your sister. But right now I just want to get the job done and get back to the house.

You gently changed the subject.

Lee: I don't care about your life story, Molly.

You blew Molly off.

Molly: Then maybe you shouldn't have asked.

Lee: It's just that, me and my people, we've got our own problems, you know?

Molly: Yeah, well...who doesn't, these days?

You said nothing to Molly about her story.

Molly: Hey, you asked.

Lee: Forget it. We got what we came here for. Let's just go.

You dropped the subject.

You let it go.

Molly: So...are we done? (Lee nods) Well, okay. Let's--

Lee: Sure there's nothing you want to tell me?

Molly: Yeah, I'm sure. Are we done?

Bells start tolling.

Molly: What the hell...?

Lee: I think that's our cue to get the hell out of here.

As Lee and Molly are about to turn the corner, Ben jumps out with the hatchet.

Ben: Aaagh!

Molly: Jesus!

Lee: Shit! Ben!

Ben: Sorry, sorry! I just got spooked by those bells. And then I heard someone coming...

Lee: What the fuck are you doing out here?

Ben: Kenny and I still can't get the door open to the armory. He sent me out to look for something we can use to bust it open.

(If Lee brought Clem along.)

Lee: Did you leave Clementine alone?

Ben: No, Kenny's with her. We still can't open that armory door. He sent me out to look for something we can use to bust it open.

(If Lee left Clem behind.)

Lee: We're okay. Did you get that door open in the classroom?

Ben: Not yet. Kenny sent me out here to look for something we can use to bust it open.

Ben: Kenny and I still can't get the door open to the armory. He sent me out to look for something we can use to bust it open.

Molly: What the hell were you doing out here, anyway?

Ben: Kenny and I still can't get the door open to the armory. He sent me out to look for something we can use to bust it open.

Ben: I found this. (shows hatchet)

Lee: Uh, Ben...where did you get that?

Ben: I just found it, it was stuck in the door handle at the end of the hallway back there.

Lee: Oh, no... Shit!

Walkers bust through the doors. Lee draws his gun, and Molly kills several walkers with her pick. One of them grabs onto her arm, and she punches it, trying to get free.

Molly: Lee! Shoot this fucker!

Lee tries to shoot the walker, but misses.

Lee: Shit!

The walker is shot in the head.

Molly: Thanks.

Lee: It wasn't me...

Clementine stands nearby, holding a gun.

Molly: Good going, kid. Nice shot.

Clementine: Thanks...

Lee shoots the walker.

Molly: Nice shot.

You saved Molly's life.

Lee: Thank me later, come on! Ben, we gotta go. Ben! Move your ass!

Lee shoots and misses.

Lee: Shit!

The walker is shot in the head.

Molly: Thanks.

Lee: It wasn't me...

Clementine stands nearby, holding a gun.

Molly: Good going, kid. Nice shot.

Clementine: Thanks...

Lee shoots Molly in the shoulder.

You shot Molly!

The walker knocks Molly to the ground as she screams.

Lee: Shit! Molly!

Molly kicks the walker away, but more surround her.

Molly: Lee!

Lee shoots some of the walkers and Molly knocks some of them down. Lee runs out of ammo. He and Ben run away to the classroom.

The walker is shot in the head.

Molly: Thanks.

Lee: It wasn't me...

Clementine stands nearby, holding a gun.

Molly: Good going, kid. Nice shot.

Clementine: Thanks...

The walker knocks Molly to the ground as she screams.

Lee: Shit! Molly!

Molly kicks the walker away, but more surround her.

Molly: Lee!

Lee shoots some of the walkers and Molly knocks some of them down. Lee runs out of ammo. He and Ben run away to the classroom.

You left Molly behind.

The group runs to the classroom and Brie holds the doors closed.

Kenny: What the fuck is going on?

Lee: They're coming!

Kenny: Oh, shit.

Vernon: That oughta hold 'em.

Brie: Sure...but now how do we get out?

Kenny continually tries to knock the door down by slamming his shoulder into it.

Kenny: Through the armory, if we can just get this damn door open.

Ben offers Lee the hatchet, and he angrily grabs it.

Kenny: Come on...damn you!

Christa: Where's Molly?

Lee: I don't think she made it.

Ben: This is my fault...all my fault.

Christa: What the hell's he babbling about?

Lee: Ben, we talked about this.

Christa: No, wait, I want to know what he meant. What do you mean, this is all your fault?

Ben: Kenny, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, man...

Kenny: Kid, this ain't the best time! Whatever you did, save it for later!

Ben: (quietly) I opened the door, I let them in...

Kenny: I said save it for after we get outta here!

Lee: Fine! Go ahead, tell them!

You told Ben to confess.

Lee: Ben! Shut the fuck up!

You tried to stop Ben.

Ben: Fuck you, Lee! I can't do this anymore!

Lee: Ben, we don't have time for this now!

You tried to stop Ben.

Ben: I'm sorry, Lee. I can't do this anymore. He's got a right to know.

Christa: Know what?

You let Ben keep talking.

Ben: It's been me all along. Putting all of us in danger. Katjaa and Duck... It was all me. It was all me!

Kenny kicks the door open.

Kenny: Wait a minute...what are you saying?

Ben: It was me who made the deal with the bandits at the motor inn, slipping them supplies. I thought maybe I could keep them off our backs. When it got discovered, that's when they attacked. That's when Duck...

Kenny lunges at Ben, and Vernon and Lee hold him back.

Lee: Kenny! Enough! Calm down, man!

You tried to calm Kenny.

Lee: Kenny! Lay off, man! Ben didn't mean for any of this to happen, it was all just a mistake!

You defended Ben.

Kenny: I don't give a fuck!

Lee: Kenny, man. I agree with you--you SHOULD kick his ass! But now's not the time! We gotta focus on getting out of here!

You sided with Kenny.

You sided with Kenny.

Kenny: You little pissant! You are fucking dead, you hear me? Dead! My wife and child, you got them both fucking killed!

Lee: Kenny! Listen to me! You can whoop his skinny little ass later, but right now we gotta go!

Lee: Kenny! I said calm the fuck down!

Kenny stops struggling to attack Ben.

Molly: Nice group you got here.

Lee: Not the time, Molly!

Kenny: If this asshole thinks he's getting on my boat after what he did, he's out of his motherfucking mind! (shoves Ben) You hear me, shitbird? You can stay behind and fucking rot!

Lee: Kenny, we'll sort this out later. AFTER we get out of here, okay?

Kenny: Ain't nothing to sort out! I just told you the way it's gonna be!

Lee: You know Ben didn't mean any harm, he was just trying to help.

Kenny: And I'm supposed to give a crap about his good intentions?

Lee: Kenny, I know you're upset, I understand, but you don't get to make a decision like that on your own. We're all in this together. We're a group.

Kenny: Sure! Take a vote! This is America, fuck it! But before you all decide, there's something you oughta know.

Lee says nothing.

Kenny: The boat's not big enough for all of us. Somebody's gotta get left behind, might as well be this piece of shit right here!

Christa: Well, I vote we leave him. I'm sorry, Ben. I know you mean well, but all I want to do is get back to Omid. And you put that at risk.

Clementine: Wait, don't I get a vote?

Lee: Of course you do.

Clementine: Ben's nice. He's my friend. We don't leave friends behind. That's my vote.

Christa: On second thought, I think I'm gonna abstain. Lee?

Lee: No.

Christa: So what's your call, Lee? Does Ben go with us?

Clementine: Ben's nice. He's my friend. We don't leave friends behind. That's my vote.

Lee: I've seen enough of Crawford to know that becoming like them is the beginning of the end. I vote Ben stays with us.

You voted for Ben.

Clementine smiles.

Lee: I'm sorry, Ben. I've got to do what's best for the group. And that means cutting you loose.

You voted against Ben

Clementine looks sad.

Lee: I can't do this right now. I abstain. We'll figure this out later.

You abstained from voting.

Clementine looks angry.

You abstained from voting.

Clementine looks angry.

Brie: What about the rest of us, don't we get a say in--

Brie screams as a walker breaks through the door and grabs her. Walkers grab onto her and bite her, then rip out her guts with their teeth.

Vernon: Brie!

Molly: NOW can we go?

Lee: Damn right. Vernon! Come on!

Lee: Vernon!

The group runs through the armory door. Lee tries to slam it closed but it doesn't stay that way.

Lee: So much for the armory.

Kenny: What's left of it.

Christa: A few rounds, that's it.

Lee holds the door closed.

Kenny: You didn't close that door behind us?

Lee: I couldn't, the lock was busted!

Kenny: Great, just fucking great...come on, there's gotta be a way out down here!

The group walks down the stairs and opens the door, finding a bunch of walkers that instantly head toward them. Lee hurriedly closes the door.

Kenny: FUUUUUCK!

Lee: That's not gonna hold. Back upstairs!

Kenny takes a rifle from a nearby corpse as the others run upstairs.

Kenny: Lee, look!

Kenny tosses Lee the rifle and joins the group. Lee fires at the walkers as they walk through the door. Lee backs up the stairs and continues to shoot the walkers. His foot breaks through one of the steps. Lee alternates between shooting the walkers and pulling his leg. Eventually he gets free and tries to keep walking up the stairs, but finds there are walkers there too. Christa kills some of them. Lee takes out the hatchet and kills walkers as he continues up the stairs. His hatchet gets stuck in the back of one of the walker's heads; he pushes it over the edge, but it grabs onto his gun. Lee shoots it or it loses its grip, and it falls. He reaches the top of the stairs, where the rest of the group is. Vernon looks out the window.

Kenny: Come on!

Clementine hugs Lee.

Lee: It's alright, Clem. I'm fine.

Lee: Any way out of here?

Christa: This leads to the roof, we might be able to find a way down from there.

Vernon: You didn't come into town from the railroad, did you?

Kenny: Yeah, why?

Vernon: Nevermind. I can see the sewer where we came in from here. I think we can do this.

Kenny:' Well, what are we waiting for? Go! Go!

Everyone except Lee and Kenny climbs out the window.

Lee: Ben, come on, let's go!

The bell starts tolling. As it moves back and forth, the walker hanging from the bell swings toward Ben and grabs him.

Lee shoots the walker; the rope around its neck snaps and it falls, taking Ben with it, but he manages to grab onto the edge. His hand slips, but Lee grabs his arm.

Lee: Hold on, Ben! I've got you! Ben, climb up! Come on, you can do it!

Ben: There's no time! You have to go, now!

Lee: Quit fucking around, Ben! Come on!

Ben: Let go, damn it!

Ben: Get Clem and the others out of here!

Ben: Get the others out of here!

Kenny: Lee.

Kenny stands in front of the window.

Kenny: I'll see you when you're done.

Kenny looks at Lee, implying what he should do, then leaves.

Ben: Lee. We both know.

Ben lets go, but Lee continues to hold on to his arm.

Ben: Let me go.

Walkers get closer to the top of the stairs.

Lee lets go and Ben falls.

You let Ben go.

Lee pulls Ben up.

You saved Ben's life.

Ben: Why?

Lee: Go, go, go!

Lee lets go and Ben falls.

You let Ben die.

The rope around the walker's neck snaps and it falls, pulling Ben down with it.

You let Ben die.

Lee and determinantly Ben leave the belltower.

House

The group arrives back at the house.

Christa: Omid?

Lee: Clementine?

A walker corpse is on the floor. Clementine goes downstairs and hugs Lee.

Lee and Kenny draw their pistols and approach the closet.

Lee approaches the door.

Lee: Whoever you are...come out slowly or I'll shoot you right though the door.

Lee: Clementine, if that's you...it's me, Lee. It's okay, you don't need to hide. Come on out.

Lee says nothing.

Lee slowly opens the door. A walker jumps out and Kenny shoots it.

Kenny: Jesus fucking Christ.

Lee: Where the hell is Clementine? Clementine!

Clementine goes downstairs.

Clementine: Lee!

Clementine: You made it back!

Lee: Told you I would, didn't I?

Clementine: Did you find my parents?

Lee: No. I'm sorry. Crawford was...there just wasn't time.

You were honest with Clementine.

Christa: Clementine, what happened here?

Clementine: One of those things got inside. It tried to get upstairs. I stopped it.

Lee: No, we didn't. I'm sorry, sweet pea, I looked for them, but...no.

You were honest with Clementine.

Christa: Clementine, what happened here?

Clementine: One of those things got inside. It tried to get upstairs. I stopped it.

Lee: Clementine, what happened here?

You avoided her question.

Clementine: One of those things tried to get upstairs. I stopped it. But what about my--

You avoided her question.

Christa: Clementine, where's Omid?

Clementine: One of those things tried to get upstairs. I stopped it. But what about my--

Christa: Upstairs? Omid...

Lee: You did good, kiddo. Real good.

Lee: Hey, what do you say we go check on Omid?

Clementine: Where's Molly?

Lee: She had to go back home. She's fine, but it was time for her to leave.

You lied to Clementine about Molly.

Clementine: She never even said goodbye.

Lee: Sure she did. She asked me to say goodbye for her.

Clementine: I liked her.

Lee: Hey, what do you say we go check on Omid?

Lee: She didn't make it, Clem. I'm sorry.

You were honest with Clementine.

Clementine: I liked her.

Lee: Hey, what do you say we go check on Omid?

Lee: Hey, what do you say we go check on Omid?

Clementine noticed you didn't answer.

You avoided her question.

Christa: Lee, get up here!

The group joins Christa and Vernon in Omid's room.

Lee: Christa? Everything okay?

Christa: Omid...

Christa runs over to Omid and holds his hand.

Lee: Christa, don't! Stay back!

Lee: Hold on... Is he...dead?

(If Lee brought Clem along.)

Lee: Clem, stay back. Don't get any closer.

(If Lee left Clem behind.)

Lee: Clementine, when did you last check on him?

Clementine: Like an hour ago. He was awake then, he was fine. Is he...?

Lee says nothing.

Christa: I never should have left you... I'm so sorry...

Vernon: Christa, get away from him!

Omid wakes up.

Omid: Hey. Back already?

Christa: We got you medicine.

Omid: Good, feel like I could use some.

Vernon gives Omid some pills.

Omid: You okay, kid? You look worse than I do.

Kenny: We almost didn't make it out of there because of this asshole. Shoulda left him behind when we had the chance.

Omid: Guys, what the hell happened out there?

Kenny: Let someone else tell you, I got work to do.

Omid: Where's Ben?

Christa: He didn't make it.

Omid: What happened?

Kenny: Dumb son of a bitch nearly got us all killed. Lee stepped up and did what he had to. That's what happened.

Clementine runs out of the room.

Lee: Thanks a lot.

Kenny: You did the right thing. Trust me, she'll understand.

Lee: Man, I hope so.

Lee: Nice going, asshole.

Kenny: What's eating you?

Lee: Yeah, I did what I had to do. But I don't expect Clementine to understand that. Hell, I don't want her to understand it.

Kenny: You did the right thing. Trust me, she'll understand.

Lee: She'll be okay. I know it's tough on her now, but she'll understand. I did what I had to. She WILL understand...right?

Kenny: She's gonna have to if she's gonna make it in this world the way it is now. No easy decisions anymore.

Lee says nothing.

Kenny: I'm gonna go start work on the boat.

Vernon: Okay, with a little luck you should start feeling better pretty soon. I'll stay here for a few more hours to check on him. Let me know if you need anything.

Omid: Thanks, doc.

Christa: Yes, thank you so much!

Vernon: Maybe now's a good time for you and me to have a little talk. In private.

Lee and Vernon leave the room.

Lee: Listen, man, about what happened to Brie...

Vernon: Please, save your sympathy for someone who's buying it.

Lee: What?

Vernon: Don't beat yourself up over it, it was nothing you could have done.

Lee: Hey, I wanted to thank you for all you've done for us.

Vernon: Save your platitudes for someone who's buying it.

Lee: What?

Vernon: You're welcome. I'm glad Brie will have died for something meaningful.

Lee: So you'll be returning to your group now?

Vernon: Yes, but not before I give you a piece of my mind.

Lee: What?

Vernon: Yes, it'll be hard to break the news about Brie, they all really grew to care about her.

Lee says nothing.

Vernon: You don't think by now I've got you figured? You don't strike me as someone who has a lot of consideration for others. Look at what you did to get me to come here with you in the first place--you expect me to believe you give a shit that it wound up costing Brie her life?

Lee: Now just hold on a damn minute! Listen--

Vernon: No, you listen. You've got some good people here, and they look to you as their leader. Well, I'm here to tell you, the kind of leader you are, they're not going to make it much longer. And you're kidding yourself if you think putting them all on a boat is gonna solve anything. Now, you may not care about all of those people, but I know you care about that little girl. Which is why I'm going to make you an offer.

Vernon: You want to know the worst part?

Lee: What?

Vernon: I don't feel much. I mean, I don't feel enough. Shouldn't I be broken up over what happened to her? That's how I was when I lost my daughter, when I lost my friends in those first few weeks...but now...it's like I just take something like this in stride. Like this is what our world is now, and we'd better just get used to it.

Lee: What did you wanna talk to me about?

Vernon: I know you care about Clementine. Anyone can see that. And I know you want what's best for her. But this plan of yours, putting everyone on a boat, with no destination...do you really think that's her best chance of finding somewhere where she can be safe? Because I don't. So I wanna make you an offer.

Lee: What kind of an offer?

Vernon: I'll take her off your hands. Take her back with me, to my people. We're well-supplied, well-hidden, and a lot of us have had kids of our own. And now Crawford's fallen, we got nothing left to fear from them. She'll be safe with us. Safer than she will be if she stays with you, I promise you. That's what you want for her, isn't it? To be safe?

Lee: I'm gonna pretend you didn't say any of this and give you the chance to walk away. Which you oughta do, right now.

You told Vernon off.

Vernon: I know you think you're doing what's best for her. And if you were her real father, we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Vernon: But you're not, are you? Just another one of your lies.

Vernon: But you're not. And staying with you is not what's best for her. If no one else around here will tell you that, then I will.

Lee slams Vernon against the wall.

Lee: That little girl's in my care. We've been through more together than you can imagine. Anyone who tries to get between me and her--anyone--is gonna wind up dead! You hear me?

Vernon: Take your hands off me.

Lee lets Vernon go.

Lee: I guess you have a point. I just want what's best for her, whatever that means.

You agreed with Vernon.

Vernon: I think you already know what it means, Lee. I want you to think about some things.

Lee: You're coming at me with a lot here, Vernon. I need to think it over.

You chose not to give him an answer.

Vernon: Of course. Take your time. But I want you to think about some things.

You chose not to give him an answer.

Vernon: I know it's a lot to consider. but I want you to think about some things.

Vernon: You're a good man, Lee. You've been protecting these people as best you can so far and they look up to you. Rightly so. But it's different with a child. You might have brought her this far, but sooner or later she might ask you for more than you can giver her. I'm sorry if that's hard to hear. But it's the truth.

Lee: I appreciate it, Vernon. Let me think about it, okay?

Vernon: You do that.

Vernon: You chose to let that boy die back in Crawford. I've got to wonder about the morality of the kind of man who would do something like that. I've got to wonder what kind of parent you'd be.

Vernon: You set off on that mission with Molly, the both of you are supposed to be watching each other's back. And all I know is, you made it back and she didn't. If she wasn't safe with you, why should Clementine be?

Vernon: The way you've treated me doesn't exactly instill a lot of confidence in you as a guardian to that child. I don't like being threatened, I don't like being lied to. I don't think Clementine would much like that either. And it's a shorter trip from me to her than you might imagine.

Vernon leaves. Lee notices Clementine in the study.

Lee sees Molly about to walk down the stairs.

Lee: Hey. Going somewhere?

Molly: Yeah, I'm about to head out. I just wanted to say thanks. For everything. It's been fun.

Lee: What are you talking about? Kenny's working on the boat right now. I thought you were coming with us. God knows you've earned it.

Molly: Yeah, I've been thinking it over. It's not for me. Sounds like it'd be pretty crowded. And I never did like the water.

Lee: You sure about this?

Molly: I'm sure. I've always done better on my own anyhow.

Molly: Listen, I'm not much for goodbyes, tell the others for me?

Lee: Sure. You take care of yourself, Molly.

Molly: You too, Lee.

Molly and Lee hug.

Molly: And you be sure to take care of that little girl. You know she thinks the world of you.

Lee: Good luck.

Molly: Ain't nothing to do with luck.

Lee: That might be for the best. The boat's gonna be crowded as it is. And you kinda strike me as more of a go-it-alone type.

Molly: Yeah, I've always had a hard time relying on other people. Although I've gotta admit, you've given me a reason to rethink that. Listen, I'm not much for goodbyes, tell the others for me?

Lee: Sure. You take care of yourself, Molly.

Molly: You too, Lee.

Lee: So that's it? After all we've been through you're just gonna leave?

Molly: Yeah. I figure you don't owe me anything. I got what I wanted in Crawford. And I never did like the water.

Lee: Where will you go?

Molly: I don't know. I'll figure it out when I get there.

Lee: What do you want me to tell the others?

Molly: Tell them whatever you want. I'm not real big on goodbyes. Tell Clementine she's going to be okay. You've got a good one there. She reminds me of me.

Molly: Well, don't go getting all mushy on me. So long, Lee. And good luck. You're gonna need it.

Molly leaves.

Lee enters the study, where Clementine is sadly looking out the window.

Lee: Hey, sweet pea.

Clementine: Kenny's working on the boat.

Lee: I know.

Clementine: What are we going to do? After he fixes it? Where will we go?

Lee: I don't know. We'll figure it out. We always do.

(If Lee said they'd find Clem's parents/said they'd find a boat/said nothing.)

Lee: We'll go wherever Kenny says. He's a good captain and he knows the waters down south. He'll know where to take us.

(If Lee said they'd go their own way.)

Lee: You and me, we're going to go our own way. Just like we agreed. We don't need anyone else. It's gonna be just the two of us.

Lee: Someplace else. Someplace better.

Clementine: So you don't know either?

Lee: Clem, honey...what's wrong?

Clementine: Is Ben going to be okay? He doesn't seem the same, since he got back.

Lee: Well, he's been through a lot, Clem. He's just gotten a little overwhelmed, that's all. I'm sure he'll be fine.

Lee: Ben's a good kid. I think he's just feeling guilty, about some of the decisions he's made. He's gotten to feeling like he's a burden on the rest of us.

Lee: He's just feeling sorry for himself. Truth is, he brought this on himself.

Clementine: What do you mean?

Lee: Look, Ben's a good kid. He means well. He keeps trying to help, but every time he does he winds up putting the rest of us in even more of a jam. What happened to Katjaa and Duck, he feels like he was responsible for that. And the fact is, he's right. He was.

Clementine: But you still saved him.

Lee: Yeah, I still saved him.

Clementine: I guess you're worried about him too.

Clementine: What happened to Ben? What did Kenny mean when he said you did what you had to?

(If Lee shot the walker.)

Lee: Clem...you have to believe me, I tried to save him. But Ben didn't want me to.

Clementine: What do you mean?

Lee: What Ben did was very brave. He knew we were running out of time, and that saving him might put everyone else in danger. So he told me to leave him behind so the rest of us could get away. I know that's difficult to understand.

Clementine: I understand.

Lee: You do?

Clementine: He thought about other people before he thought about himself. My mom always told me that's what makes a good person.

Lee: Well, she was right.

(If Lee did nothing.)

Lee: Clem...you have to believe me, I tried to save him.

Lee: It won't do any good to dwell on it, Clementine.

Clementine: I want to know what happened. Ben was my friend, I liked him.

Lee: I know, Clem. I did too. And maybe I could have done more to save him. But I had to think about the whole group, not just one person.

Clementine: But I'm just one person.

Lee: Not to me, you're not.

Lee: Clementine...this may be hard to understand right now, but sometimes, for the good of everyone, we have to make tough choices. Ben was putting us all in danger in Crawford. So I made a decision, and I left him behind. I know that sounds bad. But I had to think about the whole group, not just one person.

Clementine: But I'm just one person.

Lee: Not to me, you're not.

Clementine: It must have been bad if you don't wanna talk about it.

Clementine: Before we leave tomorrow, will we have time to look for my parents?

Lee: Sure. We'll look before we leave.

You lied to Clementine.

Clementine: Really? You'll take me to Crawford so we can look? (Lee looks away) I knew you didn't really mean it.

Lee: I'd like to, Clem. But I don't think we'll have time. We really shouldn't stay here any longer. It's not safe.

You were honest with Clementine.

Lee: We can't, Clem. I'm sorry.

You were honest with Clementine.

Clementine: But they're in Crawford somewhere! They have to be!

Lee: Clementine. I know you don't want to give up on them. But Crawford's just like every other place now. If you parents are there...they won't be like you remember them. And they won't remember you at all.

You avoided her question.

Clementine starts sobbing.

Lee: Hey, there...ssshhh. It's okay. It's okay. Don't cry.

Lee: I'm sorry, Clementine. I'm so sorry...

Lee reaches out to Clementine, but stops, deciding to give her space.

Lee says nothing.

Clementine lies down and turns away from Lee, still crying. Lee sets her radio on the desk and sits in the sofa. Lee wakes up some time later.

Lee: (yawns) Clementine...?

Clementine and the radio are gone.

Lee: Clementine?

Lee goes downstairs; it is empty, so he goes to the backyard.

Lee: Clementine? Clementine!

Lee notices her hat on the ground in front of the shed.

Lee: Oh, god.

Lee walks over to her hat and picks it up. He hears the radio crackle nearby, and climbs over the fence.

Lee: Clem...?

The radio is on the ground near a pile of junk. Lee either looks behind the trash bins or picks up the radio. Suddenly, a walker behind the bins lunges at Lee and bites his left arm. Lee pushes him against the fence, then stomps on his head. He puts the radio on his belt, then picks up Clementine's hat and notices a bite mark on his wrist.

Lee: No...no...oh, fuck.

Christa: Lee? Lee? You out here? Lee?

Christa, Kenny, Omid, and determinantly Ben leave the backyard and approach Lee.

Kenny: Are you crazy? What are you doing out here, it ain't safe!

Omid: Lee, where's Clementine? She's not in her room!

Kenny: Vernon ain't in the house either! What the hell is going on?

Christa: Whose blood is that?

Lee: It's mine.

You chose not to conceal your bite.

Lee shows the bite.

Christa: Oh, my god...

Kenny: No way. No. No fucking way.

Lee: There's no time to worry about me. Clementine's gone.

Omid: There's no chance she just wandered off on her own?

Lee: No. No way.

Kenny: Then who the hell took her?

Lee: I don't know. Last night Vernon came to me and offered to take her with him. Said she'd be better off.

Kenny: Son of a bitch. I knew we couldn't trust that fucker.

Lee: Wherever she is, I have to find her.

Lee rolls his sleeve down over his bite.

Lee: It's a walker's, fucker jumped me from behind.

You chose to conceal your bite.

Kenny: So where's Clementine?

Lee: Clementine's gone. I found her hat and her radio on the ground out here. That's all I found.

Omid: There's no chance she just wandered off on her own?

Lee: No. No way.

Kenny: Then who the hell took her?

Lee: I don't know. Last night Vernon came to me and offered to take her with him. Said she'd be better off.

Kenny: Son of a bitch. I knew we couldn't trust that fucker.

Lee: Wherever she is, I have to find her.

Omid: It's his. Look at his arm. He's been bitten. He's bitten!

Lee shows the bite.

Christa: Oh, my god...

Kenny: No way. No. No fucking way.

Lee: There's no time to worry about me. Clementine's gone.

Kenny: Holy shit. And Vernon ain't here anymore. Did he take her?

Lee: I don't know. But I have to find her.

Christa: Okay. What do you need from us?

Lee: Clementine's my responsibility. I can't ask any of you to risk your lives over this. This is something I have to do alone.

Kenny: Sorry, partner, no dice. You've had my back every step of the way, no way I'm letting you do this alone. I'm sure Christa and Omid feel the same.

Omid: Lee, man...are you sure that's how you wanna do this?

Lee: I'm sure. This is on me, and no one else.

Lee: Clem may not have much time. We have a better chance of finding her if we all go together. Who's with me?

(If Lee showed the bite.)

Lee: I don't know what to do here. I don't know if I can even ask for your help.

(If Lee hid the bite.)

Lee: There's something you should all know. I'm bitten. Walker jumped me while I was out here looking for her.

Christa: Oh, my god...

Kenny: No way. No fucking way.

Lee: I don't know how much time I've got. I'm gonna need your help to find her. Who's with me?

Omid: You're not thinking of going after her alone, are you?

Kenny: Sorry, partner, no dice. You've had my back every step of the way, no way I'm letting you do this alone. I'm sure Christa and Omid feel the same.

Omid: Lee, man...are you sure that's how you wanna do this?

Lee: I'm sure. This is on me, and no one else.

Christa: Lee, we're a team. That's how we've made it this far. We're not going to just abandon you.

Lee: Even now?

Christa: Especially now. You've earned that much.

Omid: Damn straight.

Christa: We're all responsible for Clementine. And in your condition, you may not make it to her in time. She needs our help. ALL of our help.

Omid: Damn right. We can't let you do this alone.

Christa: So that's settled then. We'll look for Clementine together.

Omid: Hell yeah. What're we waiting for?

Lee: Thanks, you guys. I appreciate it. Really.

Lee: Are you sure about this? It could be dangerous.

Omid: As opposed to what? Day-to-day life these days?

Christa: We're sure, Lee. Just lead the way.

Lee: I don't think you two coming is a good idea. Omid's still recuperating and you need to be taking care of him. I can't drag you both off on some rescue mission.

Omid: Screw that, I'm good to go! No way I'm letting you have all the fun.

Christa: Lee, we want to do this.

Lee: Okay. Thanks, you guys.

Omid: Hey, don't mention it.

Christa: Lee, I'm sorry. We can't. It's too risky for us.

Omid: Christa, come on...

Christa: I know. But Lee's asking us to put our trust in him...and that's just too hard for me. I hope you understand. I really am sorry. I hope you find her. But you're going to have to do it without us.

Lee: I guess you gotta do what you gotta do.

Lee: Are you sure? Guys, I really need your help.

Christa: We've made our decision, Lee. I'm sorry.

Lee: It's okay. I understand.

Christa: This wasn't an easy decision, Lee. I want you to know that.

Christa: This wasn't an easy decision, Lee. I want you to know that.

Christa: Lee, I'm sorry. We can't. It's too risky for us. And I have to put him first. He's not well enough to go off on some rescue mission.

Omid: Christa, I'm fine, I can--ow!

Christa: He's just not up to it, Lee. And I'm not leaving him again. I really am sorry. I hope you find her. But you're going to have to do it without us.

Lee: I guess you gotta do what you gotta do.

Lee: Are you sure? Guys, I really need your help.

Christa: We've made our decision, Lee. I'm sorry.

Lee: It's okay. I understand.

Christa: This wasn't an easy decision, Lee. I want you to know that.

Christa: This wasn't an easy decision, Lee. I want you to know that.

Christa: You've been there for me when it mattered. How can I not be there for you now?

Omid: Not to mention, Clementine saved my life when you guys were gone. I owe that little girl one.

Christa: So that's settled then. We'll look for Clementine together.

Omid: Hell yeah. What're we waiting for?

Lee: Thanks, you guys. I appreciate it. Really.

Lee: Are you sure about this? It could be dangerous.

Omid: As opposed to what? Day-to-day life these days?

Christa: We're sure, Lee. Just lead the way.

Lee: I don't think you two coming is a good idea. Omid's still recuperating and you need to be taking care of him. I can't drag you both off on some rescue mission.

Omid: Screw that, I'm good to go! No way I'm letting you have all the fun.

Christa: Lee, we want to do this.

Lee: Okay. Thanks, you guys.

Omid: Hey, don't mention it.

Kenny: You've always been there for me, Lee. Always had my back when it mattered. What kind of friend would I be if I wasn't there for you now?

Kenny: Bitten or not, I'm with you to the end. You can count on me.

Kenny: You and Clementine are the only family I got left. I'm with you to the end.

Kenny: Lee, man...you know I care about Clementine. And I am a Christian man. But I keep asking myself, if this was me asking you for help, asking you to put your life on the line, would you be there for me? Because there've been plenty of times when you ain't been.

Lee: Kenny, man. I'm begging you here. I can't do this alone. I need your help. Please.

Kenny: Lee, I know you think you've always had my back, but all I remember is you taking Lilly's side over mine, time and time again. You were never there for me when I needed you. You can't expect me to be there for you now. I'm sorry, but that's just how it is.

Kenny: Lee, I know you had my back when we first teamed up, you really looked out for me and mine. But ever since then, you've been looking out for yourself more often than your friends. I'm sorry, but you're on your own on this one.

Kenny: You might not have been keeping score, Lee, but I have. And you've been looking out for yourself more often than your friends. Well, maybe that's a good thing. Because you're on your own on this one.

Kenny: Lee, I know you think you and me might have been on the same page a few times lately, but the way I see it, you've never really had my back. Right from the beginning, you were never looking out for me and mine. Not when it mattered. So pardon me if I'm not bending over backwards to help you and yours now.

Lee: You know what, Kenny? Go fuck yourself. You're gonna let a little girl die because I didn't have your back every damn minute? Maybe you should grow the fuck up. Do whatever you want, asshole.

You told Kenny off.

Kenny: Oh, you're gonna break bad with me now? You might have been looking out for me and my family back when we first teamed up, but ever since then you've been thinking about yourself more often than your friends. You're on your own now, Lee.

Kenny: You might not have been keeping score, Lee, but I sure as hell have. And you've been looking out for yourself more often than your friends. And then you lose your shit when they don't bend over backwards to help you? Well, fuck you. You're on your own now. I'll be damned if I'm gonna lift a finger.

Lee: Kenny. You know what Clementine means to me. She's my family now. She's all I've got.

Kenny: Hell...in the end, family's all that matters. And you were there for Katjaa and Duck when it mattered most, I guess. Alright. I'm in.

Kenny: Well, hell, I guess you figured you ain't got much of a leg to stand on.

Kenny: I don't know why you're looking over here, Lee. Hell, I can't remember the last time you went out on a limb for me, if ever. And I've got a boat to prep.

Lee: Kenny, man. I'm begging you here. I can't do this alone. I need your help. Please.

Kenny: You might not have been keeping score, Lee, but I have. And you've always looked out for yourself more often than your friends. Well now you're gonna know what that feels like, because I'm gonna look out for myself and get that boat ready to sail.

Lee: You know what, Kenny? Go fuck yourself. You're gonna let a little girl die because I didn't have your back every damn minute? Maybe you should grow the fuck up. Do whatever you want, asshole.

You told Kenny off.

Kenny: Oh, you're gonna break bad with me now? You must have a real short fucking memory. After all the times you took Lilly's side over mine, time and time again, you're gonna make me the asshole because I don't have your back now? Well, fuck you.

Kenny: You might not have been keeping score, you son of a bitch, but I sure as hell have. And you've always looked out for yourself more often than your friends. Well, now you're gonna know what that feels like, asshole. Because I'm gonna look out for myself and get that boat ready to sail.

Lee: Kenny. You know what Clementine means to me. She's my family now. She's all I've got.

Kenny: Family? Ha! You're gonna talk to ME about FAMILY? You're lucky I don't knock you on your fucking ass right now, you selfish son of a bitch. You can do whatever the fuck you want, but you'll be doing it on your own.

Kenny: Well, hell, I guess you figured you ain't got much of a leg to stand on.

Lee: What about you, Ben?

Kenny: Now hold on a minute, you're not really thinking about bringing him with us, are you?

Kenny: Now hold on a damn minute. I'm not going if this little shitbird is too. Lee, you want to bring Clementine back alive you'll leave him behind--he fucks up everything he touches!

Lee: Deal with it, Kenny. The way I see it, Ben still has a chance to make things right. If he wants it. How about it, Ben?

Ben: I don't know. Whatever you think is best.

(If Lee brought Clementine to Crawford.)

Lee: Clementine's one of the few good things left in this world. She stood up for you in Crawford when Kenny wanted you gone. Don't you think you owe it to her to stand up for her now?

Ben: You're right. I owe her. I wanna do this for Clem. But I wanna do it for Kenny too. I gotta make it right with him. Somehow, I gotta make it right.

You gave Ben a chance to prove himself.

(If Lee didn't bring Clementine to Crawford.)

Lee: Clementine's one of the few good things left in this world. She always had a kind word for you, Ben. And she needs you now. Don't you think you owe it to her to help?

Ben: You're right. I owe her. I wanna do this for Clem. But I wanna do it for Kenny too. I gotta make it right with him. Somehow, I gotta make it right.

You gave Ben a chance to prove himself.

Lee: You know, I think it'd be best if you stayed behind with the boat. Don't worry about me. What's important now is that you get out of here, get to safety.

Ben: Okay, if that's what you want. I think I could have helped...but I'll do whatever you want me to do.

Lee: I can't make that decision for you, Ben. You have to decide for yourself.

Ben: You've been good to me, Lee. Even when it's not been easy. Whatever I can do to help, you can count on me.

Ben: I think maybe it's best I stayed behind. I know you don't have a lot of confidence in me. That's okay, I understand. But you've got enough to worry about with Clementine without me screwing things up.

Ben: Uh...maybe it's best that I stay here. I don't want to go where I'm not wanted.

Lee: Kenny, you need to get past this thing between you and Ben. And if you can't, maybe you should stay behind. I don't need that kind of shit right now.

You told Kenny to stay.

Kenny: Oh, so you'd rather trust Clementine's life with this incompetent fuck than with me? Fine. Best of luck.

Lee: Kenny, come on, man...

Kenny: No, you made your choice! I'll stay behind and work on the boat.

Lee: I'm sorry you feel that way. So what's it gonna be, Ben?

Ben: I don't know. Whatever you think is best.

(If Lee brought Clementine to Crawford.)

Lee: Clementine's one of the few good things left in this world. She stood up for you in Crawford when Kenny wanted you gone. Don't you think you owe it to her to stand up for her now?

Ben: You're right. I owe her. I swear, before this is all over, I'm gonna show you I can do something right. I'll prove it to you, you'll see.

You gave Ben a chance to prove himself.

(If Lee didn't bring Clementine to Crawford.)

Lee: Clementine's one of the few good things left in this world. She always had a kind word for you, Ben. And she needs you now. Don't you think you owe it to her to help?

Ben: You're right. I owe her. I swear, before this is all over, I'm gonna show you I can do something right. I'll prove it to you, you'll see.

You gave Ben a chance to prove himself.

Lee: You know, I think it'd be best if you stayed behind with the boat. Don't worry about me. What's important now is that you get out of here, get to safety.

Ben: Okay, if that's what you want. Maybe this is for the best. It'll give me a chance to talk to Kenny, try to make things right. Somehow, I gotta make it right.

Lee: I can't make that decision for you, Ben. You have to decide for yourself.

Ben: You've been good to me, Lee. Even when it's not been easy. Whatever I can do to help, you can count on me.

Ben: I think maybe it's best I stayed behind. I know you don't have a lot of confidence in me. That's okay, I understand. But you've got enough to worry about with Clementine without me screwing things up.

Ben: Uh...maybe it's best that I stay here. I don't want to go where I'm not wanted.

Lee: Ben, I'm sorry. But I need Kenny on this. Maybe you should stay with the boat.

You chose not to bring Ben.

Ben: Okay. Sure.

Kenny: Just don't fucking lay a finger on it, y'hear?

Ben: I don't want to cause any trouble. If Kenny doesn't want me to go, I'll stay here.

Ben: I don't know. Whatever you think is best.

(If Lee brought Clementine to Crawford.)

Lee: Clementine's one of the few good things left in this world. She stood up for you in Crawford when Kenny wanted you gone. Don't you think you owe it to her to stand up for her now?

Ben: You're right. I owe her. I swear, before this is all over, I'm gonna show you I can do something right. I'll prove it to you, you'll see.

You gave Ben a chance to prove himself.

(If Lee didn't bring Clementine to Crawford.)

Lee: Clementine's one of the few good things left in this world. She always had a kind word for you, Ben. And she needs you now. Don't you think you owe it to her to help?

Ben: You're right. I owe her. I swear, before this is all over, I'm gonna show you I can do something right. I'll prove it to you, you'll see.

You gave Ben a chance to prove himself.

Lee: You know, I think it'd be best if you stayed behind with the boat. Don't worry about me. What's important now is that you get out of here, get to safety.

Ben: Okay, if that's what you want. Maybe this is for the best. It'll give me a chance to talk to Kenny, try to make things right. Somehow, I gotta make it right.

Lee: I can't make that decision for you, Ben. You have to decide for yourself.

Ben: You've been good to me, Lee. Even when it's not been easy. Whatever I can do to help, you can count on me.

Ben: I think maybe it's best I stayed behind. I know you don't have a lot of confidence in me. That's okay, I understand. But you've got enough to worry about with Clementine without me screwing things up.

Ben: Uh...maybe it's best that I stay here. I don't want to go where I'm not wanted.

Lee: Okay, guys. We should go find Vernon. See if he took her. Let's head out.

Kenny: What about the boat? We're just gonna leave it unguarded?

Christa: If someone was gonna take it, they'd have done it already. Besides, what choice do we have?

Lee: Okay, guys. We should go find Vernon. See if he took her. Let's head out.

Omid: Are we okay just leaving the boat like this, with only Ben to look after it?

Christa: What choice do we have?

Kenny: If anything has happened to that boat when we get back, I will fucking bury you in that backyard. Are we clear?

Lee: Okay, guys. We should go find Vernon. See if he took her. Let's head out.

Kenny: I'll get the boat out onto the river. Figure I can wait there until you get back. Or at least until nightfall.

Lee: You're still gonna take me, even bit?

Kenny: Yeah. We'll figure out what to do about that when the time comes.

Kenny: Don't expect me to wait for you. Once we get that boat out on the river, we're gone.

Lee: Come on, guys. Let's go.

Lee: Guess it's just me and you guys. We should go find Vernon. See if he took her.

Kenny: What about the boat?

Christa: We can take care of it, get it out on the water.

Omid: How long do you want us to wait for you?

Kenny: If we're not back by nightfall, we're not coming back at all. Get the boat out onto open water and don't look back.

Christa: Good luck.

Lee: Guess it's just me and you guys. We should go find Vernon. See if he took her.

Kenny: I'll get the boat out onto the river. Figure I can wait there until you get back. Or at least until nightfall.

Kenny: Can't speak for this one. He might not make it to the river.

Lee: You're still gonna take me, even bit?

Kenny: Yeah. We'll figure out what to do about that when the time comes.

Lee: Come on, guys. Let's go.

Lee: Guess it's just you and me. We should go find Vernon. See if he took her.

Christa: Good luck.

Omid: Yeah. To both of you. Bring Clementine back safe.

Kenny: We'll get the boat out onto the river. Figure we can wait there until you get back. Or at least until nightfall.

Kenny: We'll get the boat out onto the river. Figure we can wait there until you get back. Or at least until nightfall.

Lee: You're still gonna take me, even bit?

Kenny: Yeah. We'll figure out what to do about that when the time comes.

Kenny: Don't expect me to wait for you. Once we get that boat out on the river, we're gone.

Lee: Come on, kid. Let's go.

Lee: Guess it's just you and me. We should go find Vernon. See if he took her.

Kenny: What about the boat?

Christa: We can take care of it, get it out on the water.

Omid: How long do you want us to wait for you?

Kenny: If we're not back by nightfall, we're not coming back at all. Get the boat out onto open water and don't look back.

Christa: Good luck.

Lee: Thanks for understanding. It's better this way.

Lee: Then I guess that's how it's gotta be. I'll go alone.

Kenny: We'll get the boat out onto the river. Figure we can wait there until you get back. Or at least until nightfall.

Lee: You're still gonna take me, even bit?

Kenny: Yeah. We'll figure out what to do about that when the time comes.

Kenny: Don't expect me to wait for you. Once we get that boat out on the river, we're gone.

Lee: Then I guess that's how it's gotta be.

Christa: Good luck, Lee. I mean that.

Omid: Yeah, man. Good luck.

Lee: You too.

Lee and determinantly whoever went with him leave.

Morgue

Lee and determinantly others go through the hole in the wall in the sewer and approach the morgue where the cancer group lived. Lee draws his gun and opens the door, but the room is empty.

Lee: Where the hell are they?

Kenny: Looks like they got out of here in a hurry.

Christa: Looks like they got out of here in a hurry.

Ben: This is where you found them before?

Lee: Uh-huh.

Lee: Vernon! Get out here! There doesn't have to be any trouble here, all I want is the girl! Give her back and nobody needs to get hurt!

Lee leans on one of the beds, his head in his hands. He hears walkers outside and sees them walk past the window. The radio crackles.

Clementine: Lee?

Lee: Clementine! Are you alright? Where are you? Vernon, you son of a bitch.

Stranger: Hello, Lee.

Lee: Where have you taken her?

Stranger: This isn't Vernon. And you should really watch your tone.

Lee: Who is this?

Stranger: It's not Vernon, if that's what you're thinking. And you should really watch your tone.

Lee: Vernon, put Clementine back on, I want to talk to her!

Stranger: This isn't Vernon. And you should really watch your tone.

Stranger: Cat got your tongue? In case you haven't figured it out yet--this isn't Vernon.

Stranger: Clementine's fine. But if I were you, I'd choose my next words VERY carefully.

(Whatever Lee chooses will only be said in the next episode.)

 
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