Man: Watch your ranks. Watch your files.
Man: To the right.
And halt.
Drop.
Archers.
Retrieve!
Right. And march.
Man: Archers, regroup.
Formation. —and halt.
Aaron: Spears.
Thrust!
Aaron: Halt.
Woman: Open ranks.
- Hold on, Jerry. - I'm tryin', boss.
Back up. Back up.
Michonne: It's about to get real, y'all. Everyone, steady.
Fan out!
Hey, stay in your formations! Remember your training!
On me.
Weirdest thing you ever pulled outta one of these ghost ships... go.
Oh, that would definitely be the crate full of hot—dog trophies.
Is that a euphemism? What are you talkin' 'bout?
No.
Literally trophies shaped like dancing hot dogs.
Okay. —I mean, I guess they...
They sorta looked euphemistic.
Okay.
- Do you need help with that? - Um, no—...
You look like you need a strong woman to help you with that—-
among other things.
I mean, y-yes, please.
Thank you.
Hey, Jules, um...
A—are you... —yes, I am flirting with you
a little bit, Luke, yes.
Good. That's cool.
As am I with you. —oh. Well, great.
Training was worth the trip.
- —Yeah, they did good. - Mm—hmm.
Tara would've been proud.
Mm. Hope so.
It's good to bring the kids also,
let 'em see the ocean for the first time.
Yeah, I know one idiot that would've loved this.
Judith: J' 15 miles on the erie canal j'
j' she's a good ol' worker and a good ol' pal j'
j' 15 miles on the erie canal j'
It was a fun day at the river today, huh, r.J.?
Yeah.
Let's see what you found.
J'j'
Kids found it by the estuary.
River must've carried it down.
Gabriel: What does it mean? Are they back?
We don't know.
But Alexandria should go on lockdown just in case.
Hold on.
We don't have evidence to justify that.
My official recommendation is that everyone should stay on alert
until further notice.
Eyes and ears open. That's it.
Copy that. Over and out.
Sounds good. Over and out.
I appreciate your caution, and I get it,
but we do not need to start a panic.
A lot of stuff washed up ashore from the recent storm.
This might not mean anything. —aaron: Or it might mean something.
Look, no one saw Alpha's herd move out,
so maybe no one saw them move back in.
But if there's a mask,
maybe there are other signs of them out there.
We owe it to our people to be sure.
I'll gather a group. We'll leave in five.
I'm—a hang back for a bit.
I'll catch up.
Tell her not to leave again without saying good-bye.
All right.
Michonne: Okay, let's split up.
You see any sign of them, call it in.
J'j'
Aaron: Michonne... —yeah.
Are we the good guys?
Why would you ask that?
I think about it a lot.
We're the villains of someone else's story,
a threat to their survival,
so dangerous they threaten to wipe us out.
Makes you wonder sometimes.
I don't give a shit about the whisperers or where they stand.
I'm not just talking 'bout the whisperers.
Michonne: Anything?
Yumiko on radio: Nothing so far.
Luke on radio: Nada over here.
You know, we may never find an answer to this.
They cover their tracks.
If there's a mask, there's a reason.
Come on.
Hey! Shit. Come on.
Whoa.
Watch their hands!
Damn it.
Duck!
Well, that was stupid.
We agreed not to cross their borders
or to start anything without a reason.
I lost Rick on a...
If it was them, you could've died.
And it wasn't them, and you could've died.
For what?
We've all been acting like this is normal...
Holding our breaths for months.
This isn't normal.
We have to keep our cool, or they win.
I've been keeping my cool my whole life.
I've always been the nice guy,
the good samaritan.
But the thing is, Eric is dead.
Jesus is dead.
And I'm goddamn sick of bein' nice.
Well, good, 'cause nice never got me anywhere.
But smart did.
They have a nuclear weapon, and we don't.
It's not about being nice or good
or anything but keeping our people alive
and not having them die over nothing.
Believe me...
I hate this, too.
We should get back before dark.
We didn't find anything. We're circling back.
Yumiko: Hold on. There's something you all should see.
It's a campsite.
Couple people. What am I missing?
This is not what we wanted to show you.
Luke: Campers must've got into a fight with these walkers, right?
Or maybe the two things aren't connected.
Looks like he's been here for a while.
Aaron: A skin.
So at least one of 'em has been on our side of the border at some point.
Yeah, but when?
And what the hell happened here?
Michonne: I can see what's coming unless we stop it.
Fear is dangerous.
It can drive us apart again.
And we're gonna need to squash it before it starts.
But fear can also keep us safe.
I forgot that on the bridge.
I was telling you to be smart, not afraid.
I've been thinking about what you said earlier,
'bout who we've become, who we are.
And the truth is...
We are the good guys.
And I know who Rick and Carl were...
And Eric and Jesus, too.
We have to choose to be the good guys
even when it's hard.
And... the minute
that we start to question that
and we lose sight of it,
that's when the answer to that question starts to change,
and that's scarier than any skin mask.
Judith: And the brave man rode the horse very, very far,
trying to lead the gigantic herd away.
But after a while, the horse got scared and ran away,
leaving the brave man all alone.
So the brave man walked all by himself to the bridge.
Remember how he built the bridge for all his friends?
Yeah. —well, the millions of walkers
followed the brave man onto the bridge,
and on the other side, all his friends were waiting.
The brave man couldn't let the walkers reach his friends and hurt them,
so he blew up the bridge,
and all the walkers fell into the water and he saved all his friends.
The end. —did the brave man go to
his friend's house after that? —no.
He died and went to heaven.
R.j.: Will he come back someday, like the walkers?
Judith: No, not like that.
But people, like the brave man, are never really gone anyway.
He lives inside our hearts and makes us brave, too.
Hey.
Is anybody gonna say hi?
-Hi, mom.
Michonne: Come on.
Hi. Ooh.
You, too, baby girl. Come here.
I know, I know. Mm.
Hi.
Mama, I didn't like it when the brave man died.
Why did he do that?
Well...
There are some people that you love so much
that you would do anything for them,
just like I would do anything for you
and for Judith.
And my dad?
Yes. And your dad.
All right, bring it back in. Come on.
Woman: What is that? —woman #2: What is it?
- Is that a meteor shower? - —michonne: Get back.
-I see it. —oh, I see it now.
Woman: What is that?
Michonne, Eugene's on the radio.
He needs to talk to you now.
Kids found it by the estuary. River must've carried it down.
What does it mean?
Are they back?
Aaron: We don't know.
But Alexandria should go on lockdown just in case.
Michonne: Hold on.
We don't have evidence to justify that.
My official recommendation
is that everyone should stay on alert until further notice.
I that I hung on in there I
I it must have been the will of god j'
j' I do declare j'
I I'm so thankful I
I that I hung on in there I
I it must have been the will of god j'
j' I do declare j'
I I'm so thankful I
I that I hung on in there I
I it must have been the will of god j'
j' I do declare j'
I I'm so thankful I
I that I hung on in there I
j' it must have been the will of god j'
J' I do declare j'
copy that.
Over and out.
J' I was being used j'
j' for a stepping stone j'
I that I could see j'
five minutes and 16 seconds. Not more, not less.
So if I were to heat the milk up
for, like, five minutes and 18 seconds...
I have rigged the kitchen timer to go off at precisely five and 16
so such a scenario will not come to pass.
Furthermore, I've taken the Liberty
of charting her feedings and diaper changes.
She is very regular. Congratulations.
Eugene, she's a baby, not a science experiment.
You can't boil people down to charts and graphs.
No, you know what? I'll take it.
Might not use it all or, like, any of it,
but thanks.
You know, ever since everyone got those damn radio setups, Eugene,
this one's been doing nothing but talking.
You gotta move that thing outta the house.
Hey, man, is everything okay?
Lydia: "Yes, the girl said.
I have rec..."
"Received."
I've gone my whole life without reading.
I don't see the point in learning how to do it now.
It'll open a whole new world for you.
And you're picking it up so quick. You're a natural.
There's nothin' natural about this.
Gabriel: We need the room.
Should she be here for this?
Negan: Hey, kid.
Everything okay?
Fine.
Exactly the same as it was 20 minutes ago.
What was the big meeting for?
And why are folks givin' you the side eye?
Same folks eyein' you.
What have you done in the past however many years you've been here, huh?
Brandon: Negan.
Get back to work, sir.
Hey, you're supposed to keep your distance.
They're on alert.
Why?
Someone found a skin.
What does "alert" mean?
You've been here longer.
You tell me.
It means watch your back, kid.
Hey, boss.
There you go.
Oh, hmm? Trippy, right?
Okay, you chill.
I'll be right back.
Dante: Jefe?
Earth to El jefe.
There you are, jef.
Dante.
What are you doing here?
Dude, your spawn was screaming bloody murder.
I could hear it down in the infirmary.
I just... —oh, shit.
I wanted to make sure you were cool.
Hey.
You cool?
Just, you know, dealing with...
Household pests and shit.
Good thing I got to town in time for you to play house.
I reorganized the meds.
Infirmary's humming.
Might've earned my keep for the day.
Though, who are we kidding?
We're like gods in the apocalypse.
By the way, this yellow—alert business,
damn.
So what's with this whisperers thing?
You wanna get a room?
Excuse me?
The way you're starin' at my mouth
is makin' me warm and tingly inside.
Kiss me already. Shit.
So tempting.
Yeah.
But, uh, I need to get this kid to sleep.
- So thank you for checking on me. - —yeah.
Anytime, man.
Or should I say "god"?
I'm surprised you knocked off work early.
I thought you couldn't get enough of the great outdoors.
It's starting.
Listen, if you've got something to say, can you just please get to the point?
Because I don't have time today.
-Seriously. —aw, gabey boy,
why don't you just nestle in below me
and let me baby bird a little bit of my wisdom
into that pretty little mouth of yours?
You see, people tend to get mixed up on
about who they hate.
Yesterday, I was public enemy number one.
Now?
Well, now I'm the guy
that picks the vegetables and takes out the trash.
I'm okay with that.
For now, at least.
But until this whole thing passes,
I'm gonna keep my head down so people don't move me
from the proverbial semi- "us" category
to the category of "them."
That's not what's happening here.
I didn't say it is.
I said that it will.
You see, the boogeyman just stuck his gnarly skin—covered mask
out from behind that closet door,
and people are putting their shittin' pants back on
because pants—shittin' is definitely happening.
Now, with this, uh, alert shit,
all I'm seeing is indecision.
Now, you ask me, you gotta make 'em feel secure,
even if it's just for show.
Sorta like how you have a guy following me around
with a spear all day in case I suddenly decide
I'm gonna brain somebody with a tomato.
So you're telling me to lie?
That's your advice?
That's your regurgitated bird wisdom?
No, not lie.
At most, I'm talking about a little strategic omission,
maybe minor misleading.
Think of it as using the truth to manipulate.
But, hell, at the end of the day,
if that's what keeps people alive,
what's the harm?
Lock the gates for the night,
and let's double up security at the walls.
Alexandria to oceanside. Come in, oceanside.
- Please, pick up. - Rachel: Oceanside copies.
- This is Rachel. - —this is Eugene.
I need to speak with Michonne and any of the community leadership
at 0.8. Right away.
Something of grave importance is about to happen.
Kids found it by the estuary. River must've carried it down.
Gabriel: What does it mean?
Are they back?
Woman: Pull!
Crap. Heads up, kel.
Woman: Little further!
Heads up behind you, kel.
Watch your step...
Woman: All right, let it drop.
Sorry.
You ever wonder why they call bird shit "guano"?
Nah.
I just call it bird shit.
Yeah.
Me, too.
You know somethin', when I worked in a zoo,
birds used to scare the hell out of me.
Lions, tigers, no problem.
There's a kind of sense to the way big cats operate.
But ostriches?
Those things'll disembowel you for lookin' at 'em sideways.
You gotta eat more birds, show 'em who's boss.
Wonder what seagull tastes like.
Not chicken.
Hi. Hi, buddy. Hi.
Uh...
No, he just likes you better.
Right?
Hi. Hi.
Good dog.
Really?
Hey.
Carol.
Hey. —hey.
- It's good to see you. - You, too.
You look good. —thanks.
-Sorry, um, excuse me. —yeah.
Did ya miss me?
- —Not really. - I'll take that.
So, how was it out there?
Work till you feel like your back's gonna break,
then you work some more,
and at the end of the night, you fall down and sleep like the dead
on a deck under the stars.
It's the best.
You find what you were lookin' for?
Oh, then we sailed down south to this dock
where oceanside's been picking up letters from Maggie.
Wasn't anything there. Hasn't been for a while.
It's been a while since I heard from ya.
I told you, fishing's hard.
That's not what I mean.
You were looking for her, weren't ya?
- —No. - Mm—hmm.
Honestly, no.
Tried to forget everything that happened.
It was good.
And if we're lucky, we'll never have to think about those skin freaks ever again.
What?
We found one of their masks today.
Okay.
Michonne just took a group out looking for signs of 'em.
You wanna go?
No.
I'm only—— I'm only here till the next boat heads out.
All right.
So, what you wanna do?
Carol: Never been through here before.
Yeah, we just cleared it out to get around the river border.
Faster. —hang on.
I had that one.
Well, you're supposed to call it.
You didn't call it.
Don't wanna play with you anymore if you cheat every time.
I'm not cheating.
Watch their hands.
Stop. —why?
It's one of her borders.
They're walkers. We can still get the deer.
No, it's too late.
Why are we still respecting borders
we never agreed to when Alpha isn't even here?
- Can we just forget about them already? - —It's too late.
That deer could've fed 200 people.
I'm sorry I pissed you off.
I'm sorry you pissed me off, too.
Well, there's no reason to start shit if we don't gotta.
After the storm, we all agreed to that.
That's why it's just as well that I left.
Yeah, I've been thinking about that.
Why don't you come on home now?
I'm a sea dog, man.
Would you get off my ass before I put you on yours?
Sorry if I didn't want my best friend to spend her whole life on a boat.
Best friend? What are you, ten?
Whatever.
Should we have matching bracelets now?
Oh, god, forget it.
No, I could make some with fisherman's twine.
Decorate 'em.
It'll be really cute with tiny, little seashells.
Oh, my god. I take it back.
No, what's your favorite color? Green? Blue?
Black. Definitely black.
I got an idea. Why don't we eat and not talk?
Should we make a matching collar for dog?
Daryl? —yeah?
You ever wonder if this is all there is?
Just run into people,
kill each other until whoever's left says enough?
Sometimes I think we're just surviving one fight to the next.
It was like that for you and me before all this.
Yep.
There's got to be people out there like us.
Right?
I get what Maggie's doing with Georgie.
I do.
Go out on the boat with me this time.
Just run away together?
Be pirates. Heck yeah.
Nah.
Cooped up in those little cabins all day?
That's not me.
Screw the boat.
We'll take your bike and go out on the road.
Better.
Head out west.
New Mexico.
What the hell's in new Mexico?
People who weave bracelets.
No more fighting.
Just get on the bike and go,
see who's left.
Sounds good to me.
- —Magna: This is crazy. We can't do this. - We don't have a choice.
If we get caught on their side of the border, that's it, that's war.
It's a fire. Fires spread. It could burn through our hunting grounds.
Or take out oceanside.
Michonne, are we doin' this?
- We gotta go now. - Let's go. Come on.
We start on the outside, pushin.
It's gonna be along night, son.
Along, hot night.
Aaron: As soon as you clear your area, move to the ends.
Keep digging.
We've gotta get this done before the fire jumps spine.
Man: Come on. —God damn it.
Magna.
Magna. —magna: What?
You're spinning out. —I'm fine.
No, you're not. What's wrong?
Look around.
- Where we going? - —to the fire line.
Grab your bucket.
All right, everybody clear back. Clear back.
We need to back-burn the stray fuel by the control line
-so the fire can't spread. —yumiko: Let's light it up.
Yo, boss.
- Not your boss, Jerry. - Pace yourself maybe.
It's gonna take a minute.
Fire was the beginning of the end for the kingdom.
We're not letting that happen to oceanside.
You okay, boss?
Let me take point in this round, okay?
Cyndie: I'm outta water.
Daryl: I'm out.
Man: Hey! Walkers coming in!
- —Man: On your six! - Daryl.
Man: Bring the weapons.
Magna: Heads up!
Man: How many we got?
Woman: Come on!
Man: Let's stay on the fire. Put it out.
Walkers!
There's too many!
Woman: Lead them to the fire!
Come on! Go, go!
Woman: Hurry! They need some help!
Man: Here!
Man: Watch your back!
Man: There's too many of 'em!
Everyone, stay clear of that tree!
It's gonna fall any minuto!
Man: Get back.
Michonne: Come on, come on. Pack up and move.
Aaron: Come on, let's go, let's go!
Eugene, let's go.
- I just need 20 minutes. - You get zero.
- We gotta go now. - —ten. Just ten.
We should excavate and transport this satellite to our vehicles.
I believe there may be invaluable technological implications
for our communities if I'm able to retrieve
any of the useful bits from inside.
I'm not asking. —oh, my god.
Yumiko, Luke, magna, everybody, come on.
We're helping with the satellite. Five minutes and out.
Hey, uh, eugenius, what about radiation, man?
Uh, there's radiation all around us.
Certainly, there's radiation from space,
but every one of us is already infected with some kinda nasty
that changes us into epidermis epicureans at point of r.I.P.
I mean, I don't understand what you're talkin' about.
I got it, man.
No one's gettin' superpowers today. I'm on it.
Cutting into my ten minutes.
All right.
We made the right choice.
Let's not push our luck.
Well, maybe this buys us some goodwill.
This helps them, too.
We helped our people.
That's enough good for me for now.
Where are Carol and Daryl?
You still wanna run away together?
Yeah.
Tomorrow.
Look, I need you to stay.
Just think about it.
Otherwise, I'm gonna have to punch holes in all them boats.
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