The Walking Dead: Dead City

She's got my bag, all our stuff.

Oh, come on, lady. Don't make us chase you.

Just give us the bag.

Just a ball of fun hangin' out with you, ain't it?

All right. Let's go.

Eyes up, Maggie, before you toss your cookies.

Damn.

Well, that's cool.

What the hell's she doin'?

Ladies first.

After you.

Holy shit. Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Come on, Maggie.

I got it.

- Thank you. - There you go.

Good morning, Nina.

Everyone, this is Ginny uh... Just Ginny.

She's, uh, come to us from Oceanside

and she's gonna be joining our class from now on.

Now, we're very privileged to have her,

and I expect y'all to give her a big welcome.

Thank you, Nina.

Oh, you can take a seat now, Ginny.

Okay.

Now, uh, yesterday we were talking about foraging,

and today we're gonna put that learning to the test.

Tell me, who can identify which of these plants are edible?

No!

It's all right. You take that.

Cool.

I think she wants to trade.

Thank you.

Oh. Pigeon?

Mm, that's good.

You've made your friend. We need to go.

Hey, excuse me.

Can you take us there? That building?

Right there. Where the smoke is.

All right. I may be a little bit rusty, but I'm pretty sure

that translates into hell freakin' no.

Look, the way I see it, we can either double back

or we can see how pigeon lady here plays out,

but we go back, all that's waitin' for us

is a swarm of walkers and a marshal's bullet.

Come on.

- Esther, Zar. - Stop freaking out.

Seriously?

Esther.-

- Come on. - Zar, Esther!

Esther, Zar!

Esther. Yo, every time with her. It's like, she brings back

fresh meat and we're suddenly supposed to

just take in these tourists?

No offense, but you're the one that's kinda freaking out now.

I'm freaking out? -

Zar. Did you not hear her say zar?

It's like she don't even understand her own language.

I'm guessing they are not with the Croat.

Ya think?

Amaia, she's the one...

Excuse me. You don't know us.

We don't know you.

I'm not saying that we're friendly,

that depends on you, but I don't think this crazy

pigeon lady, no offense, is gonna bring us all this way

to get our asses smoked.

Friendly?

Does it look like we need friends?

We own this city. There are thousands of us.

I think it's more like, what are you after?

'Cause it's pretty obvious you dickheads

ain't from around here.

We were heading up north to a settlement in Canada.

The boat washed us ashore in a storm.

We're just here until we can get supplies

and get on our way again.

Bullshit.

Stop, Esther.

Esther, you know what happened last time.

Enough, Esther.

Luther.

Mind searching this?

Let's go.

You're kiddin', right?

Yeah. Ha. Ha.

Don't get too comfortable.

I know how you feel.

It's hard to be in new places with people you don't know.

But these people,

just might be like family to you someday.

You should eat something.

You need anything, don't hesitate to come find me.

Okay?

You missed weapons training again.

Lane brought out the bow staffs.

It's the third time this month that you skipped it.

I can't keep telling you how important it is to be ready

- for anything. - Ready at all times.

Yeah, I got it.

Hershel, it's not a joke.

They could come at you with anything.

Then I guess I'd be dead.

It's really good.

It sucks.

I'm going over to Xander's.

We didn't have much of a choice.

They had guns, if you don't recall.

Guns or whatever the hell those things were.

Either way, we fight back and we end up with holes in our skulls.

Or theirs.

Maybe.

But then what do we got?

Us not being here.

I am pretty sure that we are here because you spun some yarn

about Canada and a shipwreck that reeked of bullshit, Maggie.

Should I have told them the truth?

Yeah. We give a little. They give a little.

That's how it works.

I mean, sure, they stuck us in some dank ass bathroom.

Right or wrong, they had their reasons,

which, by the way, makes them useful.

For what?

Manpower,

information.

Information? That's what I thought you were here for.

Been pretty tight-lipped about the Croat.

Right around the time that the world turned into shit soup,

the Croat showed up at my door, so to speak.

He had been through...

Well, let's just say he had been through some really bad shit.

Worst shit imaginable.

So I took him in.

Kept him from brain-painting the walls.

Pretty soon he was calling me his brother,

Buraz.

He said that I made him feel safe.

Well, I guess at that point everybody was looking for

a little sanctuary from the hellfire

we'd all been damned to. I mean, we'd lost everything.