All language subtitles for The.Walking.Dead.S06E04.1080p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H264-RARBG

You said you liked talking.

I remember that.

"Little chats with a stranger
by the fire."

You said it was like
the movies.

Then you said that you want
everything that I have.

Every last bit.

Well, here it is.

Every last bit.

Morgan:
You don't clear.

You don't.

No.

No, no.

You don't.

You don't.

It doesn't matter
how many days...

Or how much time.

We weren't supposed
to be there.

You had the knife.

You had the gun!

You were supposed to.

You were supposed to.

You know you were
supposed to.

Don't lie.

You know.

You know that
you were supposed to!

I'm s-- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

No! I'm sorry.

You don't.
You don't.

You don't!
You know you don't!

You're still the same.

You're-- you're
still doing it.

You know what it is.

You know what it is.

Man:
Can you step away
from the goat?

She's not yours.
I still need her.

I'm still figuring out
how to make cheese.

Why don't you
put the gun down
and we'll talk?

Have some falafel?

Looks like you haven't
eaten for a while.

Really, put down the rifle,
let's talk.

I'm sure we can
work this out.

Okay, last chance.

Lower your gun,
step away from the cabin.

Sorry.

What's your name?

Kill me.

Well, that's a stupid name.

It's dangerous.

You should change it.

Kill me.

Kill me!

Kill me!

Kill me!
Kill me!

Kill me.

My name's eastman.

Eastman: It's okay,
Tabitha.

Eastman: Aw, shit.

It's yours.

Take it.

It's yours
or his.

So you take it.

16 hours
in 19 on the floor.

You know what it is.

You shot at me.
I fed you.

Please don't hurt her.

Good night.

Shh. Shh.

16 hours
in 19 on the floor.

Oh!

Oh, that is--

oh, that's terrible!

That-- oh, god,
that is--

that is terrible.

I just wanted
to wait a little while
before we talked.

I'm from Atlanta.

I'm a forensic
psychiatrist.

The state employed me
to determine

if certain people
who did very bad things
would do them again

if they were released
from prison.

That was my job.
Now I live here.

Because of the state
of the state

and the whole world.

What did you do
or what do you do now?

I clear.

What the hell
does that mean?

Walkers, people,

anything that gets
anywhere near me,

I kill 'em.

I clear.

Why?

Because that's why
I'm still here.

Well...

That's the biggest load
of horseshit I ever heard.

Here's your lunch.

It's PTSD.

You've been through
trauma, right?

You see that blood
on the end of my stick?

At the sharp end?

That was two men.

Father and son, maybe.

I stabbed one
through the throat.

He just fell to the ground
with it stuck in him

trying to breathe
through the blood.

Other one I strangled.
No rope, just my hands.

That was the day
before I came here.

Maybe--

maybe the same day.

I-- I don't know.

But that's what I did.

That's what I do.

You killed
a lot of people?

Yes.

They were
threatening you,
attacking you?

Not all of them.

You save anyone?

You saved people.

Pointless acts.

Everybody turns.

I saw a wedding ring.

You had someone
you loved, didn't you?

Children?

Oh.

You loved them.

You loved them a lot
if you're like this.

You saw it happen.

That's how
this started, right?

It's all happening
right in front of your
eyes over and over.

Your body's here,

but your mind
is still there.

There's a door
and you want to
go through it

to get away from it,
so you do

and it leads you
right back to that moment.

And you see
that door again

and you know
it won't work,

but, hell,
maybe it'll work.

So you step through
that door

and you're right back
in that horrible moment
every time.

You still feel it
every time.

So you just want to stop
opening that door.

So you just sit in it.

But I assure you,

one of those doors
leads out, my friend.

I don't have
any friends.

Get to know me.

Oh, I'm gonna kill you.

- Why?
- Because I have to clear.

See, that's the thing.
You don't.

We're not built to kill.

We don't have claws
or fangs or armor.

Vets that came back
with PTSD,

that didn't happen
because we're comfortable
with killing.

We're not.
We can't be.

We feel.
We're connected.

You know,
I've interviewed
over 825 people

who've done terrible things.

I've only met
one evil person.

Some of them were born
with bad brains.

Some of them got sick
along the way.

The rest were
just damaged people.

Traumatized
themselves like you,
but they could heal.

Some more, some less,
but they can.

We all can.

I know it.

It's all a circle
and everything gets
a return.

The door is open.

That door right there.
The cell door, it's open.

I threw the key
in the river a while back.

I'm not gonna
hold you anymore.

I can't stop you.
Go, clear.

Or stay,
crash on the couch,

and we'll try
to find you another way.

The door's open.

It's been open
all along.

You stay or you go.

Those are the choices.

I will not allow you
to kill me.

I will not allow that.

Eastman:
Don't!

Stop.

Stop.

I gave you two choices.

Oh, shit.

Kill me.

I gave you two choices.

The door or the couch.

That was aikido.

That's how I kicked
your ass earlier.

Well, that's how
i redirected your ass.

The people in prison
i evaluated for the state,

the stories I heard,

the things
these people did.

One night,
my five-year-old
daughter

found me crying
in the garage after
about eight beers.

Told her I wasn't
feeling too good.

She gave me this.

She had won it at a carnival
at school that day.

She said it'd make me lucky
and I'd feel better.

The next morning I found
a flyer for aikido.

Damn thing worked.

Your wife
and your daughter...

They're dead.

It was aikido.

It'll help.

And you obviously
need help

if we're gonna
make this trip.

Can't just be
me and you to the end.

You're a shit
conversationalist.

And I can't make
this trip by myself.

A trip where?

I have no idea.

Good night.

Grassy notes
are a little
too astroturf,

but there's potential here.

There is always potential.

Where there's life,
there's potential.

I've been a vegetarian
for a while now.

I was afraid that damn goat
was gonna make me a vegan.

I don't kill,
but I'm not giving up
on chocolate any time soon.

You might notice
I'm not giving up on
the goo goo clusters.

They're gonna
remain on the menu.

You should try one.
They're good.

Come on, you're alive.
Live a little.

We should go out.

We got a lot here,

but we should scavenge
some things up for the trip.

You coming?

Will you watch Tabitha
while I'm gone?

Can you do that for me?

Well, you maimed
a tomato plant,

but it looks to me like
you saved a goat today,
my friend.

Hey.

Thank you.

Progress.

Just a second.

A and b.

A-- you broke
the garden fence,

laid waste
to a perfectly good
tomato plant.

You got to fix it.

B-- follow me.

Fixed your spear.

Eastman:
It's about redirecting.

Morgan:
Evading.

Eastman:
And actually caring about
the welfare of your opponent.

Morgan:
So you have to care
about yourself.

Eastman:
You have to believe
your life is precious,

that all life is precious.

Morgan:
You have to redirect
those thoughts,

the history
that tells you otherwise.

Eastman:
What we've done,
we've done.

Morgan:
We evade it
by moving forward

with a code
to never to do it again.

Eastman:
To make up for it.

Morgan:
To still accept
what we were.

Hey.

Eastman:
To accept everyone.

Morgan:
To protect everyone.

Eastman:
And in doing that,
protect yourself.

Morgan:
To create peace.

Why do you have a cell
in your cabin?

Built this place
with my wife

a while before
our daughter was born.

It didn't have
a cell back then.

That was just the other side
of the living room.

In my job I interviewed
over 800 men and 25 women

convicted of awful things.

Stuff from the darkest part
of the human soul.

I was evaluating a man

by the name
of crighton Dallas wilton.

Name like that,
sounded like he should
own an oil company

and wear a big hat--
crighton Dallas wilton.

Despite doing some
truly unspeakable acts,
he was up for parole.

And he was one
of the most damn likable
people I had ever met.

He said
all the right things,
he went to therapy.

He wrote letters
to the prison board
to start a program

to grow flowers
for the waiting rooms

in state hospitals,
rest homes.

And I saw
right through him.

Saw that he was
a true psychopath,

that he knew
how to play people,
exactly how to play people.

I was interviewing him
next to the cafeteria.

The place smelled
of industrial pizza.

They were polishing
the floor.

I had to shout
my questions half
the time.

And there was this moment.

Can't even remember
the exchange.

But right then
i knew

that crighton knew
that I knew exactly
what he was.

Everything he had said,
done to hide away

what he was
from everyone,
from himself,

just slipped away,
and...

And that model prisoner
of 10 years stood up,

smiled,

and just cracked me
across the face.

His fist felt
like a rock.

Then he was on top
of me and the floor
polisher next door

was thudding out
every sound.

And i--

and I saw his face,

his-- his eyes,

his evil.

Mask had slipped.

And he was gonna kill me
right then and there

because he knew I would
make sure he would never
get out again.

Arm bar counter

for being choked
from a pinned position.

Aikido.

I wasn't taking it
for self-defense,

but it saved my life.

And I got to make sure
he never got out again.

Well, got to try.

He got out.

Talked to the right people
who got him the right things

and he broke out,
but it wasn't to escape.

Crighton Dallas wilton
went to my home

and killed my wife,
my daughter, and my son.

He walked down the street
to the police station

around the corner
covered in their blood.

He surrendered.

Said the only reason
he broke out

was to destroy my life.

A year passed...

And he was still working
those plots.

They just let him
work those plots

by the roads out by 85,

grow chrysanthemums,
forget-me-nots.

I built that cell
with the full intention

of bringing
crighton Dallas wilton here,

putting him behind
those bars and watching him
starve to death.

And did you?

I have come to believe

that all life is precious.

Even for a man
like that?

Who did that to you?

To your family?

I have come to believe

that all life
is precious.

That's why we're having
oatmeal burgers.

You're good at it.

Redirecting.

We need more gear.

Tarp, crowbar.

I'm thinking we could
try for the islands
off the coast.

I think people
could have gone there.

Hell, at the very least,
we could see the beach.

What is it?

I know where we can
find all that.

Who did you lose?

My wife and son.

Who you lost.

Their names.

Jenny and Duane.

I'm sorry.

Don't ever be sorry.

Forms, right now.

Not here.

Right now.

You're gonna hold
a baby again.

It's all yours.

Damn it, move!

Ow!

I said not here.

That wasn't
for you to do.

How could you do that?
That wasn't for you to do!

You can't just--

you can't just step in!

Tell me how it is.

Tell me how it is!
Tell me!

Let's go home.

I'm not going anywhere.

You're coming back.

You are done with this.

You made it out.

You made it out.

Ow!

Kill me.

Kill me!

I said not here.

Well, that's
the thing, Morgan.

Here's not here.

No.

Thank you.

Oh, she got out.

She figured out the door
was open, too.

I didn't figure it out.

You had to tell me.

Glad you're back.

Here.

Come on, you sit down
before you fall down.

Eastman:
Well, like I said, they...

Let him work
the plots beside 85.

Even after what he did.

They let him because
he was so damn charming.

I found out
the schedule, waited,

made sure
the right people
were working.

I got him
in my car quick

and brought him back here.

If they'd have caught me,
it'd have been fine.

It'd have been better.

But I got him here
and they didn't know
where to look.

You gotta sit down.

All right.

I'm okay.

I put him
in that cell...

And I let him
starve to death.

It took 47 days.

And then I was gone.

I was where you were.

And I wasn't
trying to open up
the door anymore either.

What I did to him,

it didn't give me
any peace.

I found my peace

when I decided
to never kill again.

To never kill
anything again.

When I decided
to settle things,

I went back to Atlanta
to turn myself in.

That's how I found out
the world ended.

But the world
hasn't ended.

Progress.

My daughter drew this
on the hallway wall
of our house.

She thought I'd get mad.

I just put a frame
around it.

After I went back,
when I found out I couldn't
turn myself in

because there was no one
to turn myself in to,

I went back home
to cut this from the wall.

I lost the car
on the way back.

I walked through
30 miles of the dead

for a piece of drywall.

Scariest thing
i ever did.

Best thing
i ever did.

You can stay here.

You have enough food,
power, security.

For the rest of your life,
you could stay here.

But you shouldn't
stay here.

Can't expect
such a splendid guest
as yourself to show up.

You stay here,
you'll be alone.

You were alone.

Everything
is about people.

Everything in this life
that's worth a damn.

It couldn't be just me.
It shouldn't be just you.

Hell, Tabitha's gone now.

I'm ready.

I have a gun in
the lockbox out there.

Here.

Oh, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Hope it's lucky
for you, too,

whatever you decide.

I've decided.

And that's it.

Every last bit.

You think it can work out
that way with me?

Yes.

I think it can.

Maybe.

You noticed
I'm shaking a little?

Sweating a little?

Oh, man.

I saw how settled
this place was

in the pictures
i found.

I thought
maybe there'd be
something here.

Medicine to help this.

But that was before
you people won.

So I know I'm probably
going to die.

But if I don't...

I am going to have
to kill you, Morgan.

I'm going to have to kill
every person here.

Every one of them.
The children, too.

Just like your friend
eastman's children.

Those are the rules.

That's my code.

I'd say I'm sorry,

but you said it, right?

Don't ever be sorry.

Rick:
Open the gate!

Open the gate!