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Previously on Dead City...

But what I don't get

is why The Dama treats you
like her redheaded stepchild.

I knew our boy was involved

the second he sent
the smoke signal.

How are you gonna
explain this to Narvaez,

you being the Negan
slayer and all?

That man that killed your
father, is his name Negan?

I was shocked to hear

when Christos lost it to you
in one of your little games.

What if we don't wanna join you?

If what Negan said is true,

we gotta scope it out.

But some churches
have secret chambers,

private entrances we
can slip in through.

I don't know.

Am I crazy?

Could we actually pull this off
with just a dozen of us left?

I think, if they don't
know we're coming,

a location's all we need.

Should be a bridge up ahead.

Otherwise, we've
taken a wrong turn.

That...

the drawing that you made...

...of the woman.

You said that it was off
a billboard or something?

Yeah.

What was it like seeing Negan?

What'd he say to you?

He said that we should leave,
that we should go home.

And that's what we're gonna do.

No. Come on, think.

Think.

You've gone that
way twice already.

There you go.

New duds.

Dama?

Come in!

Feeble and pathetic.
How did this happen?

Our technician
abandoned his post,

so we are still
trying to ascertain

the reason for the outage.

Don't you see how
this makes us look?

As I said, it is being handled.

It better be.

Without the methane,
we can forget about

bringing back the city,
let alone defending it.

No, no, it was one substation.

We lost power only
on 6th Avenue.

I-I think we can be grateful
that there wasn't...

Well, the show must go on.

Our forces are almost ready.

All that's left is Christos
and his band of savages,

-which...
-And then we're done, right?

After Christos, I
get my family back.

That was the deal.

"Was" being the operative word.

"Deal" being the operative word.

Y'know, I just hate the
idea of you putting in

all this hard work

and missing out on all the fun.

I think you and I have
different ideas of what fun is.

Such a shame.

No one ever lives
up to the hype.

It is a shame.

See, I'm as good as it
gets and I'm all you got.

I wouldn't be so
sure about that.

Christos was always going
to be the feisty one.

You get him onboard
and we're good.

Pinky swear. Pinky toe swear.

There you go.

I knew you could do it. Aw.

You still hungry?

When we visit Christos,

I will bring the canisters
of methane as a gift.

Oh, because that worked
so well the last time.

No, Negan goes alone.

Are you sure?

They did not exactly get
off on the right foot.

Negan was right to put
Christos in his place.

Boundaries were established.

Dicks were measured.

I still think it would make
more sense if I were to...

No.

You'll be busy cleaning
up your little mess.

And change out of that
ridiculous outfit.

You look like a bellhop.

Where's Roksana?

She has been detained as
an enemy of the federation.

As soon as she agrees to
support us, she'll be released.

You have no authority
to detain them.

No, you have no authority.

Put him in the box.

You're arresting
me, too? For what?

Treason.

We gave you a hero's
welcome when you came home.

And you said you executed
the outlaw, Negan.

But you didn't.

You let him walk.

You're wrong.

I was there, and
I saw it happen.

He killed him.

Arrest her, too, for
bearing false witness...

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait. I let him go.

But you're lucky I did 'cause
he's with the Croat now.

He told us where the methane
is and he knows a hell of a lot

more than that. He's the
only connection we got.

And she's the only
one he trusts.

Take the two of
them to my quarters.

Narvaez. Narvaez!

Ginny.

Ginny, innocent people...

Did you know you
were gonna see him?

Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I know that
you have a gun.

And I had to wonder
who it might be for.

He said you know
where the methane is.

Where is it?

What happens once I tell you?

Nothing.

Unless you break the law.

I mean, it doesn't matter anyway

'cause you're not gonna like the
rest of what Negan had to say.

'Cause even with your soldiers,

and the people that
you've got here,

you'll never stand a
chance against the Croat.

He's got fifty people,
maybe a hundred.

Or you're just saying that
because you want me to give up.

Because if I give up, you
get to go home, right?

What do you think? Can
we trust what Negan says?

-Yes.
-Why?

I-I think that he
feels he-he owes her.

What about her? Does she
feel like she owes him?

What does that matter?

I want you to go to him
and offer our surrender.

Under one condition.

You bring Negan and the
Croat to the boathouse,

so they can escort our forces,

unmolested, off the island.

So that you can ambush them.

Even if you had
Roksana's people,

you really think you
can take the Burazi?

No. We don't have to.

You're gonna lead them
through the tall grass.

The dead will take care of
them. Most of them anyway.

And don't worry, we'll
save Negan for you.

And why would I do that?

Because your son will
be staying here with us.

Make sure the exhaust
isn't blocked.

Think it overheated?

Are you suggesting
the compressor failed?

That I made a mistake?

N-no, I-I didn't mean...

How do you think it makes us
look that the power is out?

Huh?

How does it make us look?

-Tell me!
-I don't...

-I don't...
-It makes us look weak.

Do you think I would
let that happen?

Something that
makes us look weak?

Check the compressors.

You have children?

Three daughters.

They're gonna think
I died a traitor.

But I knew this day would come.

You, on the other hand,
you've still got options.

You could join New Babylon.

Help Major Narvaez
get what she wants.

If you don't,
you'll be executed.

And if someone else
takes your place,

they'll have to make
the same choice.

Either way, you die for nothing.

You know...

I had an uncle, Cyrus.

He had this little yellow bird.

It would go everywhere with him.

And he'd get out this box
filled with colorful papers.

On each of them was a riddle.
And the bird would hop off,

and go into the box

and pull out one of the
papers with its beak.

Whatever it chose, that was
the riddle meant for us.

The bird always knew somehow.

When Iraq invaded,

he was conscripted.

Sent to fight in a war
he knew nothing about

and had nothing to do with.

I remember the morning he left.

The sun hadn't even come up yet.

That.

That was dying for nothing.

I come bearing gifts.

I got this.

I can see that I'm
interrupting dinner,

so I'm gonna cut
right to the chase.

I'm here to ask you one last
time if you're gonna join us

in the fight
against New Babylon.

And you should know that
everybody's in, even Bruegel.

You made a big
mistake coming here.

You attacked me in
front of my men.

And now you're
here for what, hmm?

To pressure us, intimidate us?

I told you last time,
we are not interested

in what you're selling.

And there's no big fucking
speech you can give

that would change our minds.

Look at this thing, no?

You know where you
are right now, hmm?

'Cause you're not
at your pulpit.

No. You don't
have your Burazi,

or your methane torches,

or your bat.

'Cause you're in my house now.

Papa, Papa!

Mila!

Yeah?

You know, I think, uh...

I think there's been
a misunderstanding.

I did not realize the
situation you were in.

Clearly you have people
you are trying to protect,

and that changes things.

I don't wanna do anything
that jeopardizes their lives.

Let's just say I, uh...

Let's just say I can relate.

-Let's go.
-What are you doing?

If you're going after Narvaez,

they won't stop
until they catch you.

They'll kill you and all
your people. Your son.

Then I'll make sure
they don't catch me.

Maggie! Maggie!

Maggie! Maggie!

You know, after 10, 15
years of scavenging,

there was nothing left.

So when Bruegel started the
fights, it just, you know,

it made sense.

If we couldn't scavenge,
we could trade.

The more we lost, the more
we had to keep playing.

Playing the game,
playing his game.

Until we lost
everything. Our weapons.

Our food. Our home.

And now you've come here,

and it's not just trade,
it's not, it's-it's-

it's going to war.

It's making alliances.

You gotta imagine
from where we sit,

it just seems like
more rigged games.

I hear you. Honestly, I do.

But you can't sit
this one out, man.

You know, you don't wanna
help us, that's fine.

But one day, the Croat
and all the others,

they will come for you.

And if not them,

then god forbid,
it's New Babylon.

Or you fight with us.

The harder you fight, the
bigger your seat at the table.

The more you get to
decide the way forward.

Now you leave it to
the likes of-of Bruegel

and New Babylon,

they're gonna decide for you.

You don't want that.

My apologies for
dropping by unannounced.

Hey, so I was just,
uh, shootin' the shit

with Christos here.
I think we, uh,

we found some common ground.

Common ground cannot exist

when someone has
already demolished it.

I never took you for a man who
knew a lot or even a little

about circuitry.

I don't know what
he's talking about.

You knew that to knock out
the fuse box at the substation

would be to knock
out 6th Avenue.

I'm impressed.

I don't know what the
fuck he's talking about.

I found that under the fuse box.

I imagined you'd want it back.

Listen to me, whatever
you are thinking,

no, don't do it.

It's already been done.

Goddammit.

Now obviously, I cannot
let this go unpunished.

The gas has been
going the whole time.

You have about... 30
seconds remaining.

Now, you listen to me.

Goddammit.

Shit... You asshole...

Ha, ha, ha.

Don't worry, I let the
women and children live.

I'm not a monster.

Negan,

they sabotaged our facility.

They put everything at risk,
everything we've worked for.

The Dama asked me
specifically to...

She asked you to kill them?

So what's the situation
with your mom and Negan?

Did he break her heart?

He killed my dad.

-And now they're friends?
-No.

But she didn't kill him. Why?

I tried to kill him once.

It was a long time ago.

I didn't set out to
do it, it just...

Suddenly the gun was in my hand,

and I was aiming at him.

And then what happened?

I-I missed.

Well, if you
couldn't pull it off,

a 12-year-old girl
will have to do.

And if she misses, then
I'll get the job done.

Ginny, put that gun down.

Ginny, put the gun down!

Hey, can you, uh,

hold up for a second?

Listen.

What's done is done.

And anyways, who gives a shit
what the Dama's gonna say?

Look, I hate sounding
like a broken record,

but it doesn't sit right
with me how she treats you.

She treats her goddamn rat
better than she treats you.

She treats the rat better
than she treats both of us.

Strokin' it and feelin'
it, and lovin' it,

and givin' it a
great, big giant maze.

You are building her
a methane empire,

and yet that rat gets
more respect for what,

sniffin' around, gettin' lucky,
finding a half-rotted berry?

Do not sweat the Dama.

All right? I got your back.

I should've stopped her.

From getting
caught? From death?

That's how you see it, isn't
it? Something to back away from.

It's what gives
them power over you.

If you stop fearing what
you're so sure are the endings,

you start to see they're
also the beginnings.

Be your own little
bird. Pick one.

Ah, that's a good
one, a hard one.

After years of walking
through the woods,

a man comes to a
fork in his path.

To go left is to return
home, to his past.

It'd be nice, he thinks,
to wear his old clothes,

to sleep in his old bed.

But what if nothing's
like he remembers?

To go right is to
venture into the unknown,

to see what his future holds.

But what if there are
hidden pitfalls or bandits?

The man is getting old.

He's got life left in
him for one last journey.

Which way does he go?

The bird always knows, I guess.

Or...

...the bird got some help.

We were surrounded the
second we got there.

If the Croat hadn't
shown up when he had...

Do you think I'm stupid?

I gave you explicit
instructions.

I guess I don't understand
why this is such a...

I am not speaking to you.

I am speaking to him.

Why do you keep
insisting on compromising

every fucking thing I've built?

You've built? What am I?

Just a rat in your fucking maze?

No, worse than the rat.

At least he has a little
prize waiting for him.

We'll speak about this

once you've gotten
a hold of yourself.

This is your last chance
to change your mind.

Anything to say?

Don't be afraid.

I'm not leaving you.
I'm joining you.

I'm only going where
we're all going,

where we've always been.

I'll see you all very...

Mom! Mom!

Get off me!

Keep them quiet!

Hershel!

Hershel.

That woman that I drew.

She was real.

She was with the Croat.

When I was kidnapped. And
I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

I should've.

Did you send the smoke signal?

The one that we
found in Bayonne.

Was it you?

Does she have something...

over you?

We just talked mostly.

She was nice.

She wanted to...

to know me.

What did you talk about?

The city.

Her plans for bringing it back.

I guess I found it inspiring.

She wanted me to protect it

from New Babylon.

And she was right
about them, you know?

Everything they've done,
everything they're about.

It's all like she...

I-I didn't...

I didn't know about all those...

At the docks, I was just
gonna come get you and Ginny

and go home, but I didn't.
I keep all these...

Seeing all these soldiers
crawling out of the water.

I should've known it
would happen like that.

All-all those people...

Hey, it's okay.

It's over now.

We're gonna go home now.

Yeah?

It, uh, looks like
I'm late to the party.

Dama, I...

I'm ready to speak again.

We have a lot to discuss. We
should waste no more time.

Dama?

Dama?

Are you calling the shots now?

You're running the
show, is that it?

Is that the message
you're trying to send?

Enlighten me, please.

Dama, I-I don't understand.

I pulled you out of the gutter!

I put you back together.
I gave you a new life.

And this is how you repay me?

I should've let you fucking die.

I came here to make peace.

You are nothing without me.

You are nothing without me!

I have given you new life!

I have done everything!

All you do is pick
and pick and pick

from the comfort of
your high throne!

You're an empress
with no clothing!

A proud, pathetic little queen!

Help!

Mile!

Mile!

Mile, help me! Get it off!

Please!

Mile!

Help!

Mile!

Mile, please help
me! Get me out!

Help me!

Mile!

Dom's dead.

What happens next?

What if I could give
you the methane?

Bruegel can't be trusted.

If he is willing to double
cross the Croat, why not you?

He's offering me a
chance to finish it.

Tell me another way.

What is that?

Close it!