*: ･ﾟ✧ the walking dead season 3 episode 6.
feel free to change pronouns, wording, etc. as needed!
“ what the hell is this mess?”
“ it means something, the way it’s all set up like that.”
“ he was right to send us out.”
“ we’re doing a righteous public service here.”
“ i don’t believe this is happening.”
“ hey! hey! you knock it off. what the hell’s wrong with you?”
“ he chose you ‘cause he thought you were ready.”
“ if you keep announcing to the world that you’re pissing your pants, i’m gonna have to smash your teeth in.”
“ well, i’m gonna keep calling you __, all right?”
“ hello? is- is someone there?”
“ i’m not going to say where we are.”
“ are you- are you someplace safe?”
“ part of it is because we’re careful.”
“ what makes your place so safe?”
“ it’s just… away… from them.”
“ i’m with a good group of people. would you be willing– could you take in others?”
“ we can pull our weight. we can help you.”
“ i’d have to talk to the group.”
“ let me talk to them first.”
“ please, please, don’t- don’t go. just… please.”
“ we’re good people here.”
“ we just- we just need some help. we can help you.”
“ please! you don’t understand, you don’t know…”
“ we’re dying… we’re dying here.”
“ we’re running low on ammo, though.”
“ them shots just pulled every biter in this area our way.”
“ now you’re gonna rise to the occasion, son.”
“ some serious shit’s going down. i need you here. you read me?”
“ i don’t want you to die.”
“ now you know we don’t ever let our own turn. never.”
“ you know you can join in. they don’t bite. that’s kind of the whole idea of the place.”
“ seems like you also encourage people to punch each other in the face.”
“ you didn’t like that much, huh?”
“ listen, i want to ask you something.”
“ i’m not gonna tell you how to run your town.”
“ this is our town. you stayed. you’re part of this now.”
“ if it’s an escape, i don’t think it’s the right one.”
“ it’s brutality for fun, and i think the world’s brutal enough already.”
“ it really bothered you, huh?”
“ but i do wanna be here.”
“ so, what did you say before i made you condemn our sadistic way of life?”
“ i want to contribute. everyone else does.”
“ i want to work the wall. i’m a good shot. i want to stay that way.”
“ well, i can get somebody to teach you.”
“ and you want to come where we are?”
“ no attacks, no one’s been bit. no one’s died. no one’s turned, no one’s gone crazy.”
“ you could be dangerous.”
“ have you killed anyone?”
“ how many people have you killed?”
“ he tried to kill me, so i killed him.”
“ i don’t want to talk about that.”
“ i figure we can start tomorrow. there’s a training area, some hay bales.”
“ you must be pretty good.”
“ i mean, it’s worth more than my car. it’s… awesome.”
“ so i totally killed him for it.”
“ that wasn’t why you killed him.”
“ we’re not supposed to go over the wall!”
“ what the hell was that?”
“ that is how it’s done.”
“ what is wrong with you? this isn’t a game.”
“ i’m a ghost from the knee down.”
“ take your time, whatever you need.”
“ you carried us. you didn’t let us give up. you got us here.”
“ it’s not enough. it’s not safe enough.”
“ there isn’t anywhere else.”
“ i know you want to get away from this, but we’ve run already.”
“ i got a call. someone called. on this phone.”
“ if it’s safe, we’ll get there.”
“ don’t tell the rest of the group, not yet.”
“ i’ll sit here with you.”
“ i ran after them, but i couldn’t keep up.”
“ that was the hard part. you know, she was just gone. erased. nothing left of her.”
“ people said it was better that way.”
“ i don’t know. just made it seem like it wasn’t real, you know?”
“ i know why you want to see me.”
“ you were told we don’t go over unless we have to.”
“ i just… i wanted a little practice.”
“ i liked the fights. i didn’t like that i liked them.”
“ could’ve walked out. you started walking out. but you stayed.”
“ are you saying that i like you, too?”
“ i think i’m growing on you.”
“ you rose to the occasion. when we get back, i’m gonna get you a beer.”
“ no, no, no, no. we’re done. we’re gonna grab a car, haul ass home.”
“ ain’t worth our time. definitely ain’t worth our blood. now let’s go.”
“ this is some serious shit, that’s what you said.”
“ you’re right. can’t cut corners on this one.”
“ you’ve come along pretty quick, there.”
“ but if- if that’s what it takes.”
“ it would be good. you should talk about it.”
“ how… how do you know my name?”
“ a kid growing up in a prison could use some toys.”
“ you were the kinda guy who waxed his car every weekend, right?”
“ my dog was a wonder of stupidity. lost a fight with a tree once.”
“ i find it hard to believe that you didn’t have a single thing that you were proud of before.”
“ so how long has it been? … uh, since- since you’ve had whiskey this good?”
“ well, i’m happy to forget a lot. not just the bad stuff.”
“ i want to be here… right now.”
“ you don’t have to be ashamed about liking the fight. or fighting the fight.”
“ it’s not the only thing, but nowadays, it’s part of being alive. really alive.”
“ most people don’t have it, what it takes to see the whole story.”
“ eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die”
“ oh, i’m not planning on dying.”
“ and where is it you’re calling home?”
“ can you tell me, is __ alive?”
“ hey, you take me to him, and i’ll call it even on everything. no hard feelings. huh?”
“ fixed it up myself. pretty cool, huh?”
“ the fact that we found each other is a miracle.”
“ come on, now. you can trust me.”
“ you trust me. you stay here.”
“ put that gun in the car right now!”
“ what the hell you need slippers for?”
“ i loved you… i loved you.”
“ i couldn’t put it back together.”
“ i made a deal with myself. i would keep you alive.”
“ i couldn’t open that door. i couldn’t risk it.”
“ i was gonna keep you alive, and then… i thought there’d be time.”
“ i thought there’d be time… there’s never time.”
“ i lied when i said i was off the clock, this is a 24/7 kinda gig.”
“ should i hide under the bed?”
“ we lost all three guys.”
“ well, we’ll dress it up. give ‘em a hero’s funeral.”
“ you tell a story. a supply run gone sideways.”
“ from the looks of ‘em, they’ve got to be set up pretty good.”
