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Previously on Dead City...

For a wanted man, I look good!

I'm a New Babylon marshal.

Have you seen this man?

Manhattan was one of the epicenters.

Military destroyed all
the bridges and tunnels

hoping to contain it.

What are you after?

It's pretty obvious you dickheads
ain't from around here.

The Croat, he has my son.

So you wanna get to the psycho.

That, we can help you with.

He was an exceptionally
insane son of a bitch.

I'll put up that girl.

Ginny, I will come back for you soon.

We gotta talk. Scratch that,

you gotta talk.

You need help?

How am I supposed to know
if you ain't yelling for it?

All I have been doing for months

is trying to find a safe place for you,

and you have been sticking
to me like goddamn crazy glue.

I turn my back for half a second,

and that's when
you decide to skedaddle!?

Yeah.

This asswipe tried
to kill us last night.

Guess we ain't the
only ones he pissed off.

Can you at least tell me

what the hell you're doin' out here?

You lost your dino. Goddamn it.

Dropped it, huh?

Okay. All right.

We will just re-goddamn-trace
our goddamn footsteps.

What do you got there?

It's beeswax.

I hear that's good for cuts.
Can I bum a little bit?

No.

Eighth is safe until around 30th,

then we'll loop around.

Might as well be a map of the moon.

Or Yonkers.

Most of these streets are no-go,

jammed wall-to-wall with fleshies.

What about 33rd?

Nah, he's got traps
all up and down the 30's.

How long you guys been at this?

We ain't tourists, that's for sure.

Just... kids when it all went down.

The first few weeks were the worst.

I mean, it spread so fast.

Through the subways, the buildings.

Bodies coming up from the ground,

falling from the sky.

We kept waiting for the Army to show up.

Shit, anybody.

And when they finally got here,

we were dumb enough to think
that they'd come to save us.

Then we watched them
blow up the bridges,

the tunnels.

Leaving us in this death trap.

We were getting it together
little by little,

till he showed up.
Asking people to join him,

offering protection, creature comforts.

What's he want with you?

To keep us safe.

His paranoid, crazy version of that.

Kill or be killed.

We were never gonna sign up for that.

We don't take no orders from
no bridge-and-tunnel nutcase.

So now he tries to kill us.

Steal from us.

Catch and torture us,

so he can learn how to
kill and steal some more.

Only one of us ever got out alive,

and that wasn't anything but luck.

I've gotta go check the alley.

Oh, shit.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...

No, it's all right.

She's tougher than she looks,

and she looks tough as shit.

Wanna get to the Croat,

we just gotta get through that.

It's been bringing fleshies in
from all over the city.

Right on cue.

God dang, the parade's lookin'
a little rough this year.

How do we get inside the arena?

You don't.

- Sewers.
- Hell no.

Army shoved in all
the fleshies they killed

till they got turned into fleshies too.

Sealed it up nice and tight.

You said one of your people got out.

Look, I'm just extrapolating
here, but...

if someone broke out of Alcatraz...

Then there's a way back in. Who escaped?

Tommaso, just tell us how you got out.

It's all we need to know.

Or... we could show them.

No. The decision's already been made.

So, what, we're just gonna sit around,

twiddling our dicks?

He invaded our home!
He butchered our people!

- We can't just...
- Luther's right.

It was a risk when we voted it
down the first time.

And now there's even
less of us, and I...

I don't know if I can...

I mean...

Going back there is, like...

I am, um, getting a
little feeling of déjà vu.

Twelve, fifteen years ago,
there was a...

a fella down south.

Showed up out of nowhere,
a lot like this guy.

Everybody flocked to him because
he knew what they needed,

what they wanted. Protection.

Sanctuary.

So we built a badass fortress.

Formed an army out of psychopaths.

And he forced people to join.

And if they didn't?

The hammer came down.

Now soon enough, the people,
they got fed up with it,

so they got together.

And they decided it was time
to take that hammer back.

- So what happened?
- It worked.

Hell yeah it worked.

We'll talk to the others.

Welcome!

Sometimes the door would open

and he'd offer me food or medicine.

All I had to do was start talking.

How many of us were left,
where we were hiding.

But I knew the second
I talked, I'd be axed, so...

you know, the door kept opening.

But let's just say there was
no more food and medicine.

When I was a kid,

my nonno used to talk
about working on the crew

that rebuilt Penn Station.

People assumed the old station was gone.

But Gramps, he knew the spots
where they left the framework

hiding behind the walls.

So one night, the Burazi

were kind enough to clean out my cell

from all the blood they spilt in there.

And lucky for me, a fleshie got in.

I ran as fast as I could,

followed the framework,
found the tunnels.

So how far are the cells once we get in?

It's close.

Wouldn't bank on those cells being full.

After your disappearing act,

he would've moved folks off site.

How do you know?

It's what he would've done.

He and the Croat know each other.

They go back. Way back.

He knows how he thinks.

Huh.

So they buddies, then?

Were. Took a shot at him.
Blew his ear off.

He can bait him. Lure
him out of the arena.

And we get him to tell me
where my son is.

And we kill him.

The rest of us will get
a jump on his people

so he can't follow you.

I'm sorry.

You said he shot his ear off, right?

So how is he gonna bait him?

You don't think he's gonna want payback?

Eye for an eye? Dick for an ear?

And what if you're wrong?

What if it doesn't work?

It will work.

Y'all gonna get us killed. And for what?

For my son.

So that I can get my son.

Your son is already dead!

I think you know that.

All right, you know what?

It's been a long day. Let's take five.

Chilly in here, isn't it?

There we are!

Not bad for a jail, no?

Nicer than yours, I imagine.

Lights.

Heat, music.

Drink.

Food.

You must be hungry.

Pasticada.

It isn't magic, I promise.

Only science.

That was my profession.
Alternative energy.

So naturally, when I first arrived here,

I couldn't help asking myself,

what is the most abundant
natural resource

on this island?

Death.

The sewers are full of it.

As the bodies break down,
they produce methane,

and because the intermolecular
forces are weak,

the gas can be pressurized
into a liquid fuel

at regular temperatures.

Amazing, isn't it?

What we have built here is a sanctuary.

And all are welcome.

So, why are you here,

and whom did you bring with you?

You understand, I can't offer you refuge

until you no longer pose a threat.

Because above all, above all

in this vicious, monstrous world,

we must stay safe.

You inspected the meat?

Rotten meat can host
all type of bacteria.

And without the treatment
that we once had,

all potentially deadly.

Why would you serve me rotten meat?

- Actually, it was...
- Ah, ah!

Ahh.

Ahh?

Hey, sorry. I, um...

I found this in the back of
one of those tourist shops.

I remember, uh...

I remember Hershel used to
wear one sort of like it.

Thought maybe you could give
it to him when you see him.

He's wrong, Luther. He is wrong.

Your plan is gonna work.

If you wanna talk about it
or whatever, I...

Contrary to popular belief,
I do occasionally...

know how to shut up.

When the Croat showed up at our gates...

I told Hershel...
to get in the root cellar.

I tried to make him hide.

By then, I could've said left
and he'd go right

just to spite me.

And he went and grabbed
his shovel and a brick

like that was gonna do anything.

And I told him he was stupid.

He told me to get off
his damn back for once.

And that is the last thing
that we said to each other.

And I screwed up
so many ways before then.

Fumbling through, doing it by ourself...

There weren't a lot of people

that meant anything to me in this world.

But there were enough.

And whatever's left of all
of them is inside this box.

And I'm...

A few years ago,

Joshua, Annie, and I,

we were living in this little
cabin outside of New Babylon.

One day, Annie decided to go into town

to do some trading.

When she wasn't home
at nightfall, I, uh...

I knew something had gone wrong.

I went looking for her. I found her.

And she had been...

She had been...

She had been robbed, beaten, and, um...

She begged me not to
do something stupid.

The hell, you know me. I found 'em.

All five of 'em.

Some shit drinking hole.

Honestly, I don't think I
even wanted to kill 'em.

After that, we were on the run,
and it was very hard for Annie.

So I put 'em on a wagon train
to Missouri,

and I said I'd be right behind 'em.

I stayed.

I think about them every single day.

I hope to god they are okay,

and maybe I have no right
in hoping that.

I don't know, Maggie.

I mean, what else do we have?

Besides hope.

I thought you knew how to shut up.

We can't keep doing this.

Been lookin' for this
friggin' dinosaur all day.

I've gotta find a better place for you.

And you have to speak.

You know, I call out
for you, then you...

you call back, all right?

You're in trouble, you say so.

Hey! Are you listening to me?

No, Ginny, you don't get to say no.

All right, maybe back in the day

you could go see some state doctor

and he would help you get
through all the horrible shit

you've been through.

But that is not the case anymore,

so you gotta skip all the coping shit

and get straight to
the staying alive shit.

You hear me?

Do you hear me!?

Hey.

You know what the problem is?

The problem is we don't have any leads.

Or hell, maybe the
leads are all around us

and we can't just see 'em.

Doma smo! Doma smo!

Doma smo! Doma smo!

Doma smo! Doma smo!

Doma smo! Doma smo!

We are home!

We are family.

Tonight...

Tonight...

we celebrate our fallen brother.

Not mourn, no.

Because death is no end.

It is our fuel.

Because people are a resource!

Anything to say?

Last chance, my friend.

Let's begin!

Here we go, right?

I gotta say,

I'm shitting more bricks

than what's left in the city right now.

I don't know how you do it.

Keep it together, with your kid and all.

Amaia, she says having a kid
in the city wouldn't be safe.

Yeah, I don't know, I just...

Yeah, she's probably right, you know?

Yeah, she's right.

It isn't safe.

So you have to make it safe somehow.

You do whatever it takes.

Tommaso!

Look who's here.

Oh, shit!

- Where you been?
- Ah!

Inwood?

Aw, shh.

Scrounge up anything good?

Always good.

Um...

Where'd you get that?

Street.

When?

I know a little girl who likes
stuff like that, that's all.

Take it.

That was the best show
this place has seen in years.

I don't enjoy such barbarism,
but it had to be done.

When the world became unstable,

my family and I found
shelter in a post office.

We were starving,
so I went to look for food.

When I got back,
I smelled it immediately.

My family.

My wife, Mia,

and my daughters Nika and Hana,

and my son, Filip,

had become a meal

for another starving family.

I was too distraught to
even think of killing myself,

and by the time that
would've occurred to me,

I had already found the man
who would become my new family

and teach me how to protect
the things that matter,

which makes me wonder
what it is you are protecting

in that boot.

Ooh.

"Pearlie,

I don't know if you'll even read this.

I feel dumb it took me
so long to realize

you all changed your numbers.

I wonder what those other people thought

when they heard my messages.

I've been trying so damn hard,

but it's too much for me.

I'm too weak, and I
can't do it by myself.

I need help.

Please help me.

Please come find me.

I don't like it where I am,

and I just want to come home..."

Stop it!

It's just me.

No one else.

I had two partners, but they're dead.

We came to bring a wanted man home.

Who is worth following here?

His name is Negan.

Oh dang, for a big guy, you are quiet.

I just, you know, seeing
if there's any weapons

I could pick up for tomorrow.

Look,

I know you're not the
president of my fan club.

I get it, but all
you need to know is that

we are on the same side
and this plan is gonna work.

The two of you are leaving here tonight.

I think you got the wrong idea about me.

Do I?

So this isn't you right here?

Says that "if you have
any information on this man,

notify any office of
the New Babylon Marshals.

Do not approach unless armed".

Mm.

Where, uh, where'd you get that?

I got it from you.

Must've been proud of yourself
to keep it on you.

"Antisocial, prone to extreme violence,

with above-average
intelligence and charisma.

Do not trust him".

The thing is...

that I have people
depending on me, Luther.

So respectfully?

No.

I ain't goin' anywhere.

Respectfully,

people are depending on me as well.

So, you know.

All right, here's the deal.

I am, uh...

I'ma try this one more time.

All right, Luther?

And I really hope this
doesn't turn into something

it doesn't need to.

Okay.

You didn't, by chance,

check your bag before we left
this morning, did you?

Maybe you didn't drop it all.
Maybe that asswipe stole him

before you even had
a chance to drop him.

Oh shit, hold up.

Oh.

All right, hold on to it for me.

Good.

Very gentle, go around.

And... here you go, ma'am,

the operation was a complete success.

All right. Here's the thing, Ginny.

I want you to listen, okay?

That was the whistle that my
wife Lucille used, all right?

She was sick and
couldn't get out of bed,

and she would do that whistle.

And it didn't matter what
I was doing or where I was.

I came running.

Can you do that?

That was amazing.

You do that and I'm not
around, I will be there.

Deal?

Talk is cheap anyway, kid.

Believe me, I oughta know.

It doesn't matter what people say.

It only matters what they do.

It's gonna work, Maggie.

We're gonna get your boy back.

You get your kid. We kill the psycho.

Don't screw it up.

Hey, follow me!

Negan?

Fall in!

Nothing to be afraid of. It's only me.

Hi, I'm Eli Jorné,
EP showrunner of "Dead City",

and this is episode three,
"People are a Resource".

So, episode three has
this flashback storyline

about Ginny and Negan,

and we learn how they formed their bond.

You lost your Dino, God damn it.

I think there's something
in Negan that wants to be there

for people, that can
be there for people.

Can you do that?

That was amazing.

The flashback is there
to help tell that story, too,

about how Ginny
makes her way to the city.

Well, she did it because
she's got Negan in her head.

And so in that way,
we start to understand

that it isn't just that he
helped her find a dinosaur doll,

you know, he helped
her figure out how to live.

So in episode three,
we have yet another scene

of Negan killing somebody.

All you need to know
is that we are on the same side,

- and this plan is gonna...
- The two of you

are leaving here tonight.

There's a lot of implications there

that Luther intends to do to Negan

what Negan ends up doing to him.

Everything that Luther is doing

is coming from a place
of love for his people.

And I think there's something
in Negan that even knows that.

Okay.

We see that moment when Negan
holds down Luther's head,

and there's a look in his face
like there's something in him

that kind of gets unleashed
a little bit there,

and he knows it and maybe he fears it.

And it's just a small, little moment,

but he looks down at his hand,

and it's this wound that got opened up.

It's like these sort of
monstrous forces in him

that seem to come out
whether he likes it or not.

The Croat and the Boratzi
are holed up in this big arena.

That was really fun to build.

The production designer, Scott Murphy,

just did an incredible job.

There were these suites all around,

and those were our offices.

So I'd be sitting there doing rewrites,

and I'd hear crazy stuff
happening down below...

screaming and walkers
and groans and whatnot.

Here we are.

Not bad for a jail, no?

The Croat never does anything
just to do it,

just to be nice.

There's always strategy there.

And in this case,
he's trying to say to Armstrong,

"If you give me what I want,
you can become a part of this".

But I think Armstrong
knows on some level

that's a dangerous game to be playing.

And so he withholds the information,

and of course, that leads
to a lot of trouble for him.

Methane, you know, if you breathe it in,

it can really just kind of slow
everything down and mess you up.

There's this key moment...

Armstrong realizes he could get
the key out of his stomach.

And that's when I think
we start to realize

this is weirdly a kind of test
or a challenge

to see what Armstrong's made of.

And then there's this second key moment,

which is when Armstrong
reaches to get his boot.

And that's what it was all about.

The Croat has put him in this situation

where his life is on the line
and something slips out.

The thing that's going to
crack him and break him.

Through the tribes people
and their experiences,

their ways of grieving,
it's gonna start to kind of

crack Maggie and Negan open a bit.

There weren't a lot of people

that meant anything to me in this world,

but there were enough.

And whatever's left of
all of them is inside this box.

And Negan, too, is gonna have to open up

and be vulnerable about
his pushing his family away

to save them the trouble.

After that, we were on the run,

and it was very hard for Annie.

So I put him on
a wagon train to Missouri,

and I said I'd be right behind him.

I stayed.

And when they start to do that,

the funny thing that starts to
happen is they start to connect.

You know, maybe on some level,

they're both starting to understand

that the only way out of this
is through each other.

I don't know, Maggie.

Hey, what else do we have

besides hope?

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