Merle: You don't even know why you're here, do you?
I didn't mean you no harm.
I lowered my gun,
but you raised yours.
You were an asshole out there,
just like you were on that rooftop back there in Atlanta.
What y'all did, leaving me up there--
people wouldn't do that to an animal.
We went back for you.
Ain't you thoughtful?
We did, all of us--
Rick, Daryl, T-Dog.
Mm, T-Dog.
Yeah, big ol' spear-chucker,
the one I was pleading with.
Mm-hmm, the one that dropped the key.
Tell me where he's at.
I'm sure T-Dog would like to bury the hatchet,
let bygones be bygones.
He didn't make it.
Well, I hope he went slow.
Yeah.
How about the rest?
Hmm?
How about my baby brother?
You can't tell me he's alive
and then hold off on where he is.
No?
Well, maybe the farmer's daughter will help me out.
Merle: Tell me something--
when she's scared
and she's holding you close,
and her trembling skin
is close to you,
her soft lips are touching you
here, all over here,
and over here...
feels good, don't it?
I remember you.
Yeah.
You're the sneaky one, the one with nerve.
You don't scare easy, do you?
I like that.
Now...
I wanna know where my brother is.
I wanna know where the sheriff is.
Ah! God!
Ah!
Merle: Yeah.
Now, I wanna know where they're hiding,
where your camp is,
and I wanna know now.
Merle: I wanna know now!
Where the hell are they? Tell me!
Should we help her?
Carl!
Shit.
Is she bit?
Gunshot.
Carl, get a blanket.
Beth, water and a towel.
- All right. - Here?
She's not coming in the cell blocks.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Steady now.
All right.
Thank you.
Shh.
It's all right. It's all right.
Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me.
Who are you?
Hey, it's all right.
Hey. Look. Hey.
No. We're not going to hurt you
unless you try something stupid first, all right?
Daryl: Rick.
Who the hell is this?
You wanna tell us your name?
Daryl: Y'all come on in here.
Everything all right?
You're gonna wanna see this.
Go ahead. Carl, get the bag.
We'll keep this safe and sound.
The doors are all locked. You'll be safe here.
And we can treat that.
I didn't ask for your help.
Doesn't matter.
Can't let you leave.
Oh, God.
Thank God. Thank God.
How?
Solitary.
Poor thing fought her way into a cell.
Must have passed out. Dehydrated.
I'm sorry.
Oh, God.
Everything all right?
I just came to tell you-- Mr. Coleman, he's ready.
Okay, I'll meet you in the lab.
Yes, sir.
- Sorry about that. - Andrea: No problem.
I'll be back.
Actually, I could use your help with something now.
I said I'll be back.
No.
I wish it were just that.
We can tend to that wound for you,
give you a little food and water,
and then send you on your way.
But you're gonna have to tell us how you found us
and why you were carrying formula.
The supplies were dropped by a young Asian guy
with a pretty girl.
Rick: What happened?
Were they attacked?
- They were taken. - Taken? By who?
By the same son of a bitch who shot me.
Hey, these are our people.
You tell us what happened now!
Don't you ever touch me again!
You'd better start talking.
You're gonna have a much bigger problem than a gunshot wound.
Find 'em yourself.
Hey, shh, shh, shh. Put it down.
You came here for a reason.
There's a town.
Woodbury.
About 75 survivors.
I think they were taken there.
A whole town?
It's run by this guy who calls himself the Governor--
pretty boy, charming, Jim Jones type.
He got muscle?
Paramilitary wannabes.
They have armed sentries on every wall.
- You know a way in? - The place is secure from walkers,
but we could slip our way through.
How'd you know how to get here?
They mentioned a prison,
said which direction it was in,
that it was a straight shot.
This is Hershel,
the father of the girl who was taken.
He'll take care of that.
I gotta hand it to you,
a lot tougher than I remember.
No surprise you lasted this long.
Shoot, I figured the way Officer Friendly abandoned people,
he would have left you behind by now.
But he didn't do that, did he?
Hmm. So tell me, where y'all been at?
It's just a matter of time before they come looking.
I'll bake a cake with pink frosting.
Would they like that?
Ain't nobody coming.
Rick is.
- And when he gets here-- - He's gonna do nothing,
not if he wants you and Bo Peep back.
Think I'm in this by myself?
You can't take us all.
There's too many of us.
There ain't a pair of nuts between
the whole pussy lot of you.
We've been on the road,
not hiding in some dungeon.
Rick, Shane, Dale, Jim, Andrea.
Really?
Is that right?
Thank you.
Oscar: How do you know we can trust her?
Beth: This is Maggie and Glenn. Why are we even debating?
Daryl: We ain't. I'll go after them.
Rick: Well, this place sounds pretty secure.
- You can't go alone. - I'll go.
Me, too.
I'm in.
I got the flash bangs and I got the tear gas.
You never know what you're gonna need.
Hey.
Hey, don't you worry about your old man.
I'm gonna keep my eye on him.
- Wasn't this place overrun? - It was.
And you cleared it out all by yourselves?
Just the few of you?
There were others.
Carl.
- What you did for Mom-- - I had to.
Yeah, I-- I know.
I know, and I'm sorry.
No one should have to go through that.
How long will you be gone?
Look, if something happens while we're gone--
We'll be all right.
If anything happens, you get everyone
locked in the cells, keep them all safe.
- I will. - I know.
I know you will.
Take care of your sister, all right?
Daryl's been calling her Ass-Kicker.
Ass-Kicker?
Has he, now?
I've been thinking, what should we really call her?
What do you think?
Remember my third grade teacher, Mrs. Mueller?
Of course.
Her first name was Judith.
Do you think that's a good name?
I think that's-- that's a fine name.
Judith it is.
Stay safe.
Nine lives, remember?
Bring them back.
♪ Hide your heart from sight ♪
♪ Lock your dreams at night ♪
♪ It could happen to you ♪
♪ Don't count stars ♪
♪ Or you might stumble ♪
♪ Someone drops a sigh ♪
♪ And down you tumble ♪
♪ Keep an eye on spring... ♪
Hey.
Mr. Coleman,
this is Andrea.
Milton will bring you up to speed.
I'll see you for dinner.
Thank you for this.
You're doing us a great service.
So, what exactly are you--?
Could you cue up the first song on the record?
Sure.
On my mark.
My name is Milton Mamet.
Please raise your right hand off the bed
if you recognize any of the following statements to be true.
Your name is Michael Coleman.
You were married to Betty Coleman.
Your children were Michael Jr. and Emily.
Very good.
What did he say?
He asked if I could keep it playing while we wait.
♪ Keep an eye on spring ♪
♪ Run when church bells ring... ♪
All righty, I want you to imagine how I felt
fighting my way off that roof--
one hand,
losing blood,
walkers chomping down at me every step of the way.
Last chance. Where's your group?
All right.
Suit yourself.
You're a pretty big snack for this fella.
But you know what they say--
he's gonna be hungry again in an hour.
Go! Run, boy!
Milton: After Mr. Coleman passes, we'll restrain him.
He'll reanimate.
I'll ask the questions again, record his responses.
I need you to end the subject's reanimated state.
All right.
I've been trying to determine whether
trace memory and human consciousness exist
after the subject has transformed,
but I had no baseline to work off of
till now.
Prostate cancer.
We didn't have the resources to treat him,
so he volunteered to be the test subject.
He's been very cooperative.
He's a remarkable man.
You're close?
We spent a lot of time together.
The song, the singing bowl, the questions--
we've done that a few dozen times.
These are cues that will hopefully linger
in his unconscious mind even after he's died.
There is no unconscious mind, Milton.
When they turn, they become monsters.
That's all.
Whoever they once were is gone.
We'll see.
You haven't seen this before, have you?
The transformation.
No.
No one in your family was--?
I'm an only child.
My parents died when I was young.
Weren't you with anyone when everything went down?
I telecommuted to work.
I never really...
♪ Chills run up and down my spine... ♪
♪ Aladdin's lamp is mine ♪
♪ The dream I dreamed... ♪
♪ Was not denied me ♪
♪ Just one look ♪
♪ And then I knew ♪
♪ That all I longed for ♪
♪ Long ago was you. ♪
So, they know Andrea.
But they don't know she's here.
But they do know your brother.
He does.
But I don't know about her. I've never seen her before.
Their people may come for 'em.
Maybe.
The kid and Andrea both say they went back for me.
So what? He won't break, say where his people are?
He's a tough son of a bitch.
Picked that walker apart in minutes.
Maybe a winter in the sticks put some hair on his balls.
We'll need him for leverage if his people come.
What you try to kill him for?
- He pissed me off. - What's the girl say?
I was just about to go talk to her next.
I'll take care of it.
May I?
Thank you.
We'll take you back to your people,
explain this was all just a misunderstanding.
You tell us where they are and we'll drive you there.
I want to talk to Glenn.
I can't allow that.
Your people are dangerous.
Handcuffed my man to a roof,
forced him to amputate his own hand.
I don't know anything about that.
You just tell us where they are and we'll bring them here.
You'll be safe, I promise.
No?
Fine.
Let's try something else.
Stand up, please.
Stand up.
Take off your shirt.
No.
Take off your shirt
or I'll bring Glenn's hand in here.
Go on.
So you gonna talk?
You can do whatever you're gonna do.
And go to hell.
They have patrols. We're better off on foot.
How far? Night's coming.
It's a mile, maybe two.
I know, what you did for me,
for my baby, while I was...
working things out--
thank you.
It's what we do.
- Rick. - Down.
Get in formation. No gunfire.
Oscar.
There's too many of them.
This way.
Through there. Come on.
Get the door.
Rick: Keep it down. Keep it down.
The smell, it's loud.
Oscar: What the hell is that?
It's got to be a fox or what's left of one.
I guess Lassie went home.
- Ah! Who the hell are you? - We don't mean any harm.
- Get outta my house! - Okay, okay, okay.
We will, but we can't right now.
- Now! - Shut him up.
Man: Get out right now!
There are walkers outside.
- I'll call the cops! - I am a cop.
Now I need you to lower the gun.
Don't do anything rash.
Everything's fine. Let's just--
let's just take this nice and slow, okay?
Look at me. Hey, hey.
Show me your badge.
All right. It's in my pocket. It's in my pocket.
Now, I'm just gonna reach down nice and slow.
Let go! Let go of me!
I'll kill you, you--
let go of me!
Shut up! Shut up!
Ah!
Help! They found me!
- Help me! - Don't open that door.
Hel--
Remember the Alamo?
Daryl, help me with the door.
You've gotta be kidding.
He's dead. Check the back.
It's clear.
One, two, three.
It's happening.
My name is Milton Mamet.
Please raise your right hand off the bed
if you recognize any of the following statements to be true.
Your name is Michael Coleman.
You were married to Betty Coleman.
Your children were Michael Jr. and Emily.
Did you see that? He responded.
The fingers move. That could be anything.
No, he can't raise his hand. It's the angle.
I want to try again without the restraints.
No.
We may have tethered his consciousness.
- We have to try. - No.
I know what happens if the subject comes for us.
That's what you're here for.
As soon as we pull the restraints, he'll lunge.
My name is Milton Mamet.
Please raise your right hand--
I think I'd like to record my findings
while they're fresh.
Uh-uh.
- Hey! - Drop it.
Governor: We're through with games.
Now one of you is gonna give up your camp.
- The prison. - Merle: The one near Nunez?
Governor: That place is overrun.
We took it.
- How many are you? - Maggie: 10.
We have 10 now.
10 people cleared that whole prison of biters?
Huh?
Hey, hey.
Shh, shh, shh. It's all right.
Shh.
It's all right.
Governor: 10 people.
That's deep in the red zone.
- There's no way only 10-- - So she's lying?
'Cause if she's lying, that means a pretty sizeable force
has moved into our backyard.
But if she's not,
this group with your brother at its core
has done something you told me couldn't be done.
They did it.
Your brother might be out there right now, searching for them.
Blood is blood, right?
Makes me wonder where your loyalties lie.
Here.
You two get a small group and scout this prison.
I want to know exactly what we're dealing with.
Yeah. You got it.
You kept your word.
That you'd be back.
Everything all right with Milton?
What happened?
Mr. Coleman died.
And did Milton find what he was looking for?
No.
Hey, hey. Shh.
It's all right. It's all right.
It's over now, huh?
It's all right.