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Daryl: You been staring at that can since the tunnel.
Think they're still good?
Probably not.
Can't even remember my last hot dog.
Maybe we should save these for a special occasion.
Or, you know, to trade. If we ever find anybody.
Yeah. Didn't the Scots say this is supposed to be under control?
Maybe they're all in some safe zone somewhere.
There's no Walkers, neither.
It's weird. You know what's weird?
The steering wheel's on the wrong side.
Huh?
Your shoulder okay?
Yeah. Knife didn't go in too deep.
Codron really flipped out, huh?
Yeah. I thought he saw his brother.
It's that bat guano messing with your head.
Guess that's why they call it batshit crazy.
You know, I was pretty young when all this started.
Never got to do much. Never had much.
There's a lot we lost.
Yeah, growing up it was my brother and I against the world.
Then the world changed.
Now all we do is run and fight.
That ain't no way to live.
Do you ever think about that?
Mm-hmm.
I don't know.
Carol: I keep thinking about how far away from home we are.
You said it was hard being there.
Without you, yeah.
But after everything, you know,
I'm really ready to get back.
Yeah, me, too.
Carol: At least they speak English here.
"Observe curfew. In at night or shot on sight."
You ready?
Mm-hmm.
Alright.
"Mind the squid."
Whatever.
Hold it.
Go!
Carol: I'm trying!
Daryl:
Carol:
You alright? Mm-hmm.
Very posh.
Psst. Psst.
Mmm.
Daryl.
You okay?
Yeah.
You good? Yeah.
Good.
Daryl: Guessing you didn't see no one?
Carol: Nope. Did you find any food?
I've been in every single apartment ten times.
Ain't found nothing but this.
Misty Harbor, extra stout.
It's probably stale anyway.
Says it's high in iron.
That's something.
Fuck those Scots.
This sucks.
The Walkers aren't going away.
Yeah, well...
We ain't starving to death up here, I'll tell you that.
Any ideas?
We can break out at dawn.
You up for that?
At least we go down fighting.
I thought you were saving that for a special occasion.
If our last meal isn't a special occasion,
I don't know what it is.
Carol: Mm.
Daryl: Hey. Hey! Look.
I swear. Right there. See that?
Probably just the sun.
Yeah, maybe.
Sleep on the dogs?
Yeah.
Okay, I'll get the beer.
Whoa! Hi. Hello.
Uh, I come in peace.
Uh, Julian.
Julian Chamberlain.
No relation to the, uh,
to the former, uh, Prime Minister,
uh, Neville... Neville Chamberlain.
Uh...Obscure reference.
Uh...
Hungry?
Single malt.
That's good stuff. Mm, yeah. Very good.
Yeah.
So where'd all the people go?
You're looking at him.
I'm it.
Pass the salt.
What do you mean, you're it?
You're looking at the last Englishman in England,
as far as I know.
I haven't seen another person in...
Oh, God. Many years. Mm.
Got quite excited when the squid started wriggling.
Squid? Aye. Some, uh, Cockney rhyming thing.
Um, departed souls -- soles of the feet.
Feet -- plates of meat. Meat pie -- dog's eye.
Dog and bone -- phone. Phone your mate -- China plate.
Plate and cup -- cup of rosy. Rosie Lee -- tea.
Teapot lid -- quid. Quid -- squid.
Obvious really.
And the squid led you to us?
Like a hunter follows hounds to a fox.
Yeah, via the rooftops, which is why it took so long.
Honestly, I had to go all the way to Oxford Street,
Climb to the top of Centre Point,
just to serpentine my way down here.
God, I miss the tube.
You survived all this time by yourself?
That's very impressive.
Well, so is surviving the Chunnel.
We almost didn't.
No, I'll bet. No.
We sealed it off to protect ourselves from Europe.
Things were manageable No, Ifor a while.
Until they weren't.
Squid got out of control?
Humans, too.
Yeah.
Went after each other.
Broke off into tribes.
Looking to blame somebody.
Then people tried to flee, but...
It was all sealed up.
First, no one could get in.
And then no one could get out.
Did you ever try?
Years ago.
Yeah, my mates and me.
We were scheming together.
But when the last of them got killed, I figured...
it must be the same everywhere.
And I couldn't sail the boat alone.
You got any more of that good stuff? Mmm.
There we are, sir. Thank you.
Milady.
Julian: What shall we drink to next?
Carol: Oh. How about...
...America. to
To America.
And Americans.
As the great Tommy Trinder said --
over-sexed, over-paid, and over here.
Mm,.
You know, there's life in America.
It might be a good change for you.
We could all go together.
Or you could stay here.
Plenty of rabbit. Even got zebra in Regent's Park.
Have you been to Buckingham Palace?
You could s-- You could sleep in the Queen's bed.
Might even see her wandering about.
Still looks pretty good for an old squid.
Her Majesty of the mollusks.
So where do you keep your boat?
Her Majethe mollusks.
It sounds really wonderful here.
Oh, no. No, it is. It is wonderful here.
Yeah. And now...
I've finally got someone to share it all with.
We have a world, too.
There's no zebras or palaces.
Just...people.
Friends...that love us and miss us.
They're waiting for us to come back.
That's what makes it home.
It could be your home, too.
Don't you want somebody to miss you?
Do you even know how to sail?
How do you think we got here?
Mm-hmm.
I need to gather supplies. Great. I'll go with you.
No. No, no, no, no.
It's, uh...Meet me out front. Out front?
Tomorrow, 10:00 a.m. sharp.
How are we supposed to know when it's 10:00?
Oh, you'll know.
Carol: It's got to be 10 o'clock already, right?
He probably bailed.
Carol: Maybe we were too hard on him.
Yeah, maybe.
You hear that?
Smart.
That's it. Come on, let's go.
Carol: Bells. That was clever.
That was, uh, Benjamin. Big Ben.
Taught myself to operate it over the years
to keep the squid busy for a spell.
Daryl: Alright. What's all that? Ah, food supplies I stored for the last trip,
which...never happened 'cause...
everybody died.
Uh, yeah, everything else we need is already stored
up front in the stern.
Great. The stern is at the, uh, back of the boat.
Yep. Opposite the pointy end.
You aren't sailors, are you?
It's been a while. I knew it.
We're fast learners, though. Oh, this isn't good, is it?
This is...
The fact is, I'm not much of a sailor.
I always wanted to be.
I couldn't even get through the Royal Naval College.
Other lads breezed through it, but I, uh...
I sailed as a child some. But this...
One wrong decision, I get you killed.
People disappear out there in that nothingness.
You just...
How about we forget I ever mentioned a boat? Hey.
All those assholes you went to school with,
they're all squid, right?
You ain't.
You're the last man standing.
We'll follow your lead. We'll be alright.
Come on.
So where's this boat at? Tucked away safe.
It's not far from here. It's docked on the Thames.
It's a river.
Follow me.
Aye aye.
Julian: Keep her steady.
And pull.
51 North.
Julian, What's wrong?
Long navigation.
That course was the final straw for me.
What are you saying?
Finding your bearings in the middle of the ocean.
No landmarks, no electronics.
Just tides and time.
Compass theory, proctor yelling about the lives of my crew,
their families waiting.
And all that stands between home and oblivion...
...is me.
Panicked under the pressure.
So we're lost?
And yet...
By every calculation, somehow...
we're exactly were we're supposed to be.
If the wind keeps up, we'll make North America in...
...11 to 17 days.
Whoo!
Fuck, yeah!
We're going home.
Julian: And attack! Three, two, one.
Attack!
Daryl: Gotta go, now.
Thanks.
You think he made it back home?
Laurent? Sure he did.
You think hYou kept your promise back home? to Isabelle.
You know, back at the tunnel...
Yeah.
It felt so real.
It was like she was coming to tell me it was okay to...
let it go.
All of it.
Something lifted.
I feel this peace.
Lighter.
I'm kind of excited about what comes next,
moving forward.
Do I sound nutty?
That'll never change.
I'm happy for you.
I am.
It'll get better, you know.
Daryl: There you go. We okay on food?
We're still better on Scotch.
Guess there'll come a time, won't there?
When we're down to the last of its kind.
One bottle of Scotch.
All that history, tradition
gone forever in a final dram.
The ocean makes you think of these things.
Yep. I know what you mean.
Went my whole life saving every penny,
thinking I'd set myself up before I found someone
to share my life with.
And just when I felt ready,
the Squid came...
and there was no one left to find.
and there was no one left to find.
'Tis better to have loved and lost
than never to have loved.
You have the blues, we have Tennyson.
I'll take the blues.
Maybe you'll find someone in America.
That's the thing with sailing.
One never knows what awaits you on yonder shore.
Hold that, would you?
Storm coming.
We'd better take in the sails.
Julian: You got it.
It's stuck!
Stuck?
Take this. Keep her into the wind.
Carol: Julian!
Oh, no.
Julian, are you okay?
Come on, let's get him inside.
Hit by a boom.
Talk about an amateur mistake.
Save your strength.
I'll be fine.
Can I get you anything?
How are we on tea?
Still better on the Scotch.
Get on deck now.
Keep her into the wind like I showed you?
Just right up there if you need anything.
Keep calm and bugger on. Yeah?
Carol: Wind's getting stronger.
Daryl: This is gonna get worse.
Hey. Whatever happens...
Stop it!
...I'm glad I found you.
Nothing's gonna happen.
I'm just saying, if it does, you know.
Well, it ain't!
We're going home. You got it?
Yeah!
With our fucking hot dogs!
Oh, Goddammit!
Carol: Morning, sunshine.
You alright?
Carol: Oh, God. You okay?
Oh.
Yeah. There's three of you.
Yeah. Your worst nightmare.
I got clocked in the head with something.
Oh, shit. This isn't Maine, is it?
No, I don't think so.
Where's Julian?
We gotta find him, but it's kind of hard to move.
Stay here. I'll go look.
Oh, God.
Julian.
Julian?
Julian.
Julian.
Carol:
You okay?
Are you alright? Yes.
Daryl: Found this. Drink some. It'll warm you up.
I'm okay.
If you're still hungry, I can go back to the boat and get some more food.
What if we're stranded?
Like castaways on an island in the middle of nowhere?
Then we'll fix the boat and get un-stranded.
It's freezing out here.
Ow! God.
No. It's fine. Shh. Stop!
Ow.
Ow.
Let me take a look. No. Come on.
Shh. Stop it!
There's metal in there.
It's gonna have to come out.
What?
No. You're burning up.
Can we please just deal with this tomorrow?
No. We can't. Oh, God.
Stay right here. I'll be right back.
Dammit.
Give me some more of that.
Oh, God.
Oh, God. Be careful.
I will.
Oh, it's infected.
I'm gonna have to cut some stuff out.
Stuff?
Yep.
I'm gonna have to sterilize it.
Sorry.
Oh, shit. Oh, God. It hurts.
Alright, you ready? It hurts.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Please, j-just make it fast.
Okay. I'm ready. Here I go.
Oh, God.
Alright, hold up.
Hang in there. Oh, God.
Oh, fuck!
Got it.
Oh, God.
Hard part's over.
Good job.
Good job.
Carol: Daryl?
Daryl?
Daryl: Shh.
Carol: I'm burning up.
I need air.
I need air. Daryl: Shh.
Daryl: Shh.
They Carol: They take all our stuff?
Yeah. And trashed everything else.
You alright? Hey. You okay?
Stay right there.
We gotta find some food.
Get that wound looked at.
Give me that.
Here.
Daryl: There's a sign right here.
Carol: Costa de la Muerte.
That's not how you spell Mexico.
Welcome to Spain, amigo.
We really didn't get very far, did we?
I hear a river down there.
Come on Let's go.
Daryl: Look at that.
The hell?
I think I hate this place.
Yeah.
Come on, let's go.
Watch your step.
We'll wait here for a while.
Yeah.
I'm gonna check it out.
Yeah. This'll work.
How's your head?
It's fine. It's throbbing.
My shoulder stings, too.
Alright, I'll take a look.
Alright. Second time's a charm.
You alright?
Find a better place to stay tomorrow.
I'm so sleepy.
Why don't we stay awake for a little while.
Until your head clears up.
Oh, my head is clear.
Hey.
Okay, let's play a game.
I spy.
I hate I spy. You know that.
I know. That's what makes it so fun.
You know, you were telling me on the boat
what you saw back at the tunnel.
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
You lied. You always lie.
I never lie to you. Ever.
Oh, you hide some stuff.
You hide what's up here.
You hide what's in here.
Alright, you got me.
I hide stuff.
Something happened to me there, too.
I was ready to give up. I thought it was all over.
Then she was there.
Isabelle?
Yeah.
I found a fight in me I didn't know I had.
Me and you both.
Let's keep doing that.
Let's keep never giving up.
We got hot dogs to eat.
Yeah, we do.
Alright.
I spy, um...
No, "I spy with my little eyes."
You have to say it right, or it doesn't count.
I spy with my little eyes,
um, something, uh...
...something red.
Carol?
Carol?
Carol!
Carol!
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