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Hey, Neegs?

Um...

We got a problem.

I told him to kibosh that shit.

Said you gave the order, but you know he don't listen to me.

I mean, you know, I'm not gonna say I told you so.

I'm not that kind of guy, but

certain folks, a lot of folks

are saying it's time to rein his ass in.

Invest more authority in, you know, someone not unlike...

We did it.

Negan, we did it.

The girl, she confessed.

She was sent by the King, exactly like we--

He said to let her walk!

He gave a direct order.

Negan, you know, these things...

my process, it takes time.

Your process?

Yes, Simon, my process.

Who determined the location of the hidden arms cache

at the Hilltop?

I would've found that shit.

Oh, really? Your keen sense of observation.

Your emotional intelligence.

Emoti-blah, blah, blah,

this is what I'm talking about, Negan.

Usin' these highfalutin words

to cover up what we all know you really are.

A Slavic, psychopathic nutjob.

Oh my god, I refuse to participate

in these childish conversations.

Kids...

KIDS

is a line we do not cross.

We all know that.

Enough.

Buraz , I know you understand.

We had to be sure.

I looked everywhere.

-What's that mean? -It means I looked everywhere.

So what? He took off?

Passed him on my way in last night.

Anybody outside last night maybe see Luther head out?

Still no Luther?

Where would he go?

Not saying he went anywhere.

Just... trying to figure it out.

Well, it's a little hard to picture a guy like that

playing hide-and-seek.

All I know is he wasn't real keen on this plan.

Yeah, it's true. He didn't want no part in this.

How long we gonna wait?

Every hour's more time for the psycho

to figure out we're comin'.

Hey, hey, come on. Luther's his own guy, right?

He can do what he wants.

Tell you what.

Time he gets back and sees the shit we pulled,

his thankful ass gonna be kissin' your butt ugly feet.

Oh yeah?

We're good.

'Kay.

Nah, it's cool. It's, uh... it's gettin' better.

-You ready? -Yeah.

You know what? Honestly...

No, I'm not.

And no, it's not 'cause he wants me dead.

Hell, lots of people have wanted me dead.

It's hard to explain, you know? It's...

The closer we get to the Croat...

it just starts to feel a bit too goddamn familiar.

Like, if he starts talkin', it won't be him at all.

It's gonna be the echo of some song

that I don't wanna hear no more.

What is it?

When Hershel was a baby,

like four or five months old,

there was this guy, Amos, living above us.

And Hershel was having trouble sleeping, and...

Amos decided it was a good time to learn the harmonica.

I asked him very nicely if he could stop practicing at night.

And, uh, he said that he would.

Come that night, he did it again.

So the next time he was out on a hunting expedition,

I snuck into his room and I stole the harmonica,

and I went and buried it in the fucking ground.

Well...

I bet you lost a couple Girl Scout badges for that.

Yeah, but I'm sure you would've buried it somewhere way worse.

Have you, uh...

You seen my matches?

No.

It's methane.

From the sewers.

It's not him.

We'll wait here a beat so the psycho won't sniff us out.

Should give you enough time to jack a car

while Negan baits the Croat down to the garage.

You both hightail it out of here,

lure him halfway across the city.

Get him alone.

That's when we start skull-bashing

and throat-cutting the Burazi.

You get your kid. We kill the psycho.

Everybody wins a prize.

How do we know if shit goes sideways for you?

You don't.

Don't screw it up.

Figured out how to bait him yet?

Yeah, I got a thought or two.

I feel good about this.

It's gonna work, Maggie.

We're gonna get your boy back.

I have to tell you something.

I can explain.

You've done enough explaining.

Don't act like you've never did something

you needed to explain.

We don't have time for this.

You understand how to operate it?

You sure?

Eject the disc...

and you press the button.

Like so.

You seem nervous.

Are you afraid of me?

No. Of course not.

You are.

You know, I still recall the day you joined us.

You were hiding in a fire station

with a group of barbarians.

But you...

you were smart.

You laid down your weapon.

It has been a joy over these past few years

watching you blossom into this

strong, faithful...

confident protector.

You have made me so proud.

You should have no reason...

to ever be afraid of me!

Okay?

Okay.

Did you hear that?

Negan?

Ginny!

Ginny!

Ginny!

Negan!

Negan!

Ginny!

Wait!

They're not here.

Let's go!

There's too many!

Follow me!

Let's go!

You comin'?

I'll catch up.

Hey, stay.

Amaia!

Tommaso!

Tommaso!

No!

Tommaso!

No!

We have a guest.

Search.

Amaia!

Let's go!

Lock it with the chain.

Negan!

Hey!

Grab these!

Fall in! Get tight!

Go.

Go!

Ready?

Stay tight, stay tight.

Hey! No!

No! No!

This way! We're almost there.

Come on!

This way! Come on!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

-This? -Nope.

Come on!

Heh.

Nothing to be afraid of!

You're safe, Negan.

It's only me.

Negan!

My brother!

Buraz !

Oh, I see you have their weapon of choice.

Truce.

No?

You know...

I heard what happened at that bank.

It sounded like your handiwork.

You assumed I wanted revenge.

Tit for tat.

So you found common cause with your new friends.

You blew off my ear!

So what? I have another!

Where is Lucille?

She's gone.

She broken?

One too many hits to the heads, eh?

No, I...

I understand.

I saw Jerome on the mainland.

He told me about the war with the Hilltop,

the Kingdom...

Alexandria.

I should have been there.

I can only imagine the damage Simon caused.

He never listened...

never really listened to you.

It's okay.

It's okay you lost the Sanctuary,

'cause I have built a new one.

And we'll keep going.

We'll build something bigger, stronger!

The whole island will become our sanctuary,

fuelled by the death in its bowels.

Okay!

Business first, then pleasure.

I know who you want.

He's here with me, right now.

Let me see him.

Of course!

Yes, yes, of course.

You recognise him, no?

He's the marshal

who has been pursuing you so doggedly.

I am here for the kid. Hershel.

Yes, that's right, the marshal told me.

He told me.

So...

You're still helping the widow.

What did she promise you?

What will you get for him?

Just... give me the kid.

This will be difficult.

This will require a conversation.

Come to me.

Come, come, come, come.

Come, we'll discuss.

You don't trust me yet.

I understand.

I will make a gesture

to show you that I come only in the spirit of friendship...

and brotherly love.

Negan, what are you doing?

Aah!

Go, go!

Aah!

It's too heavy!

No, we can do it, go!

Push together. Go!

It's good, it's good. It's good.

The sewers.

We can get out through the sewers.

Let's go!

What's this?

I told you, it's too dangerous.

All the dead are down there, and the air, we can't breathe--

Amaia, what other options we got?

We got to.

Come on.

All right, man...

I think we bought ourselves a little bit of time,

to figure out what the hell--

Code 14, Section 2.

Intentional killing shall be defined as first degree murder

and shall be punishable by supplementary execution.

Times five.

You're a dick.

Let's go.