kenny ( telltale’s twd season two ) starters.
“ sounds like it ain’t been easy for you.”
“ come on, i’ll race you to the top.”
“ breathe like i told you.”
“ everything’s gonna be all right.”
“ just try to calm down.”
“ come on over. it’s safe.”
“ i… i can’t believe we found it.” “ you’ll do just fine. now get some sleep. we’ll need it.”
“ i think i’m all right. i mentioned it earlier.”
“ sounds like i don’t have much choice in the matter.”
“ you shouldn’t have to do stuff like this.”
“ it’s okay. i trust you.”
“ please, just… i need them to be safe… and it’s safe in there, i know that.”
“ just… ask someone… please? they won’t make it out here. please!”
“ it’s probably not my place to be tellin’ you what to do.”
“ i know you think you’re older, but… you’re not.”
“ thank you for the help, and uh… sorry for the language.”
“ ___… you made the right choice… i let you down… i let everyone down…”
“ please, just… do as i’m askin’… this one last time.”
“ i thought… i thought we lost you, buddy.”
“ now, i’m gonna go… i’m gonna go, before one of us… before one of us changes their mind.”
“ i don’t trust myself to keep you safe… not anymore.”
“ please, i’m begging you. please, stay here… stay here, where it’s safe.”
“ i’d never, ever hurt you. you understand? i was protecting you. you believe me, right?”
“ i thought i wanted this… asked for it, so many times… now that it’s happenin’… i’m scared.”
“ you’re always good for a smile.”
“ we almost made it… we were close, weren’t we…?”
“ so how’s it look? am i still gonna be pretty when this heals?”
“ then maybe my modelin’ days ain’t over.”
“ don’t worry. it can’t be that bad.”
“ so… i’m guessing this is gonna be the shitty part.”
“ well, you could’ve lied a little you know…”
“ i’m gonna expect you to be more of a gentleman than i am.”
“ i should’ve gave myself up… ___ didn’t have to die like that…”
“ oh, shit, sorry about that… it’s all right, buddy.”
“ i’m sorry for… for how i acted back there…”
“ i just… i- i couldn’t handle it… i’m sorry.”
“ i mean, you did what you could. you tried to help. and i blamed you for it. i’m so, so sorry.”
“ i know i can be a real shit sometimes.”
“ you did everything you could, and i’m sorry if anything i said made you feel any different than that.”
“ i thought i enjoyed that time away from them. from my family… but i’d give anything for one more second with them.”
“ i won’t make the same mistakes again. that’s a promise.”
“ we gotta stick together on this thing, all right?”
“ jesus, ___. you know me. you know i’m not like that.”
“ oh, thank god, you’re okay.”
“ you all right? that wasn’t your fault, okay? it’s all right.”
“ long story short, i got lucky. real lucky.”
“ feelin’ better?”
“ still wearin’ this dirty old thing, huh?”
“ oh, shit! i didn’t mean to… it’s just hard not to think about it, you know?”
“ i wish i could’ve found you sooner.”
“ everything’s gonna be fine now.”
“ you all right?”
“ gosh, it’s great to have you back.”
“ hey, look at me. you trust me, right?”
“ it’s a nice night.”
“ just… needed some air.”
“ it’s safe to come out.”
“ it’s right here. i got it.”
“ sorry about that. not sure what i was thinking.”
“ no! you can’t die. i won’t LET you die!”
“ i won’t be left alone again.”
“ i don’t care what these fuckers are saying, you’re gonna be FINE.”
“ we’re gonna leave. we’re gonna get out of this.”
“ ___! what’s going on?!”
“ you’re as stubborn as a damn mule.”
“ i’m gonna punch the first sonuvabitch i see. then i’m gonna take his gun and use it to shoot the NEXT sonuvabitch i see.”
“ gotta check it. i could use a hand.”
“ no. it’s too dangerous.”
“ we ain’t got all day here. they’re almost on us.”
“ oh… what hit me?”
“ no, no, i’m– i’m– i’m all right. come on… we got enough to worry about.”
“ all right, we gotta do something. come on.”
“ we need to get these bindings off.”
“ do it. just… just do it.”
“ hey there. hope you like the food.”
“ spent a long time alone after that. it uh… anyway…”
“ do tough bastards get their ass kicked in front of everybody?”
“ for some reason, i tried to save that fuckin’ shitbird ___.”
“ that sound’s gonna draw walkers. we gotta shut it down, now!”
“ hey, help me find something to get these off. anything sharp that could cut these.”
“ who are these guys? can we take ‘em?”
“ nothing’s wrong. babies know how to be born.”
“ well, out with it. did you see any way outta here?”
“ where are we goin’?”
“ we’re in a tight spot. gonna have to wriggle our way out.”
“ it’s up to us to figure a way outta here. you up for it?”
“ i said i got it!”
“ just relax.”
“ we need to get on the road as soon as possible. we leave at first light.”
“ we shoulda left right away, instead of watin’ around.”
“ we gotta keep movin’ if we’re gonna make it to that town before nightfall.”
“ i’m just doin’ what has to be done. like always.”
“ look, i know we’re all hurtin’… but i need your help here. okay?”
“ is that it? i thought you said it was a house.”
“ i ain’t being weird about it.”
“ come on. let’s get some sleep. we gotta be ready.”
“ that’s why i gotta be able to count on you.”
“ don’t even start with that shit.”
“ everything just went black… by the time i got my head straight, it was too late.”
“ well, i got first watch.”
“ we can’t be too careful.”
“ go! i’m right behind ya.”
“ oh, we could use a hot meal right about now. might be all i need.”
“ hey, listen. i didn’t want that to happen either.”
“ this is a mistake.”
“ hey. keep it down.”
“ really?! of all the childish bullshit.”
“ get your shit together.”
“ hell of a day. but we gotta get movin’.”
“ nah, don’t worry yourself about this. it’s nothing. hasn’t killed me yet, anyway.”
“ we’re in a fucking precarious position here. we gotta do something about that!”
“ what the hell is wrong with you? we gotta get out of here!”
“ oh, i hope you ain’t sayin’ what i think you’re saying.”
“ we came this far. we’re not going back.”
“ i’d stay out of this, boy/girl.”
“ the fuck are you talkin’ about?”
“ so, walker just snuck up on you, huh?”
“ i’m trying to help!”
“ everybody’s scared. it ain’t an excuse to sound like a nutcase.”
“ i don’t know what the fuck you’re saying, but i know it’s bullshit!”
“ you got a hearing problem, kid?”
“ you don’t need to look at me like that.”
“ yeah? well i’ve been in a situation like this before. you ever been a prisoner?”
“ listen, vanilla ice, i don’t know what your deal is, but you’re more than welcome to take off in the morning.”
“ man, i know one advantage of livin’ in the apocalypse is not dealing with that shit no more.”
“ shut up. this ain’t your call.”
“ man… fuck that guy!”
“ i don’t think we can trust him. i mean, clearly he’s already drank to much of the kool-aid.”
“ i ain’t nobody’s laborer. fuck that!”
“ let ‘em do this shit themselves if it’s so goddamn important.”
“ you ain’t gonna force me to do this bullshit!”
“ or what? you gonna go tell on me?”
“ yeah, this is a REAL help. why don’t you just worry about yourself.”
“ i want to, but this sonuvabitch keeps testin’ me.”
“ fuck! grab something!”
“ ‘cause this place’ll be fuckin’ chaos when that thing hits. no one’ll be payin’ any attention to us.”
“ what is it with you?”
“ don’t tell me to relax.”
“ this shit is all dangerous!”
“ that’s perfect! why didn’t you say something sooner?”
“ you’re real difficult to deal with sometimes.”
“ come on, up and at ‘em.”
“ it’s you or nobody, so you’re nominated.”
“ well, long day tomorrow. one long day.”
“ all right, look, if we’re gonna do somethin’, we have to do it now!”
“ i’m sorry, but i don’t know you from fuckin’ adam, all right?”
“ oh, you have your pockets all out.”
“ i’m sorry, but it’s the only way.”
“ heh. fucker.”
“ go on. you don’t need to see this.”
“ it’s gonna get messy.”
“ you won’t see anything.”
“ i ain’t going nowhere.”
“ leave us ALONE!”
“ get the FUCK away from us!”
“ fucker came outta nowhere.”
“ you son of a bitch! this is your fuckin’ fault!”
“ don’t WHAT?”
“ you wanna tell me how a can of fuckin’ chili is gonna help a baby?”
“ what the fuck did you do?”
“ what? no speaka de english?”
“ you… fuck. why? WHY?!”
“ you stupid FUCKING kid!”
“ how the fuck did that happen?”
“ say it in american, asshole.”
“ you’ve been saying that every time i ask.”
“ i’m really starting to think… you’re full of shit.”
“ drop that now or i’m gonna fucking shoot! i’ll do it.”
“ i should let you drown, you piece of shit.”
“ drop it. drop it! don’t fucking- don’t move! i said don’t move!”
“ please forgive me… i can’t be alone again…”
“ you think i don’t know what y’all are whispering about over there? what’s wrong with __, why is __ acting that way? do you think __’s okay? it’s all i hear from anyone anymore.”
“ worried, huh? well, that’s nice of you, seeing as this was your fault in the first place.”
“ all you could do? because of you, ___ is DEAD, and you’re telling me you did all you could do?”
“ you think that you can just get people killed and no one will care? that because you’re ‘sorry,’ it’ll all magically go away? that’s not how it works!”
“ now, for the last time, just… get the fuck out of here and leave me alone.”
“ you know what it feels like to get beaten almost to death? peaceful. it feels peaceful.”
“ and then i woke up again, and nothin’s changed. i’m still takin’ a beating, every day. no peace, no rest. the punches just keeps coming.”
“ why the hell couldn’t ___ have just finished me off? obviously i ain’t helping anyone by being here.”
“ what the fuck are you doing up here?”
“ we’ve got god-knows-how-many walkers out there, which YOU were supposed to be keeping an eye out for.”
“ what’s goin’ on is you’re a reckless fuckin’ moron.”
“ what the fuck is goin’ on out there?”
“ fuck you! you started this shit!”
“ this doesn’t have to get any worse than it already is! you can just go!”
“ english, motherfucker!”
“ that don’t matter. i’m ending this!”
“ get out here, right fucking now!”
“ you piece of shit!”
“ goddamnit. GOD. DAMMIT! that stupid fucking…!”
“ get off me!”
“ get out of the way!”
“ then close your eyes and i’ll make it quick.”
“ you stay outta this! you’re the reason these fuckers came after us in the first place.”
“ just gimme a reason.”
“ the hell’s this?”
“ when i tell you something, you fuckin’ listen, you understand?”
“ s/h’es getting what s/he deserves.”
“ just fuckin’ stay put.”
“ goddamn it! i knew this was gonna happen.”
“ what the FUCK did you do? what did you DO?!”
“ you sure talk a lotta shit, but you got a better plan?”
“ what’s that? you’re talking into my bad ear, sweetheart.”
“ aw, i still can’t hear you.”
“ i’ll pull this fucking car over.”
“ you wanna die out here?”
“ you shut your fuckin’ mouth.”
“ i am done playin’ games with you.”
“ oh, i know exactly what you are. nothin’. nobody cares about you, and you don’t care about nobody but yourself. that makes you nothin’.”
“ DON’T. i’m warning you, you little shit.”
“ you listen to me. you mouth off about my family, and i will fuckin’ end you.”
“ what, running away again? what a fuckin’ shocker!”
“ in the end, you still only care about yourself, right?”
“ i was there… i couldn’t… goddamn you, i loved that wo/man!”
“ you fuckin’ liar, that ain’t true!”
“ I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK ABOUT MY FAMILY!”
“ YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!”
“ what are you saying? no… NO!”
“ this is on you!”
“ i’ll fuckin’ KILL you.”
“ just… fucking… die!”
“ you gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.”
