*: シďžâ§  the walking dead season 3 episode 3.
feel free to change pronouns, wording, etc. as needed!
â donât push yourself.â
â youâd better sit.â
â someoneâs coming.â
â two dead. not sure about the other.â
â save those rounds until you need âem.â
â heâs saving them. we should show ourselves.â
â ah-ah-ah. easy does it.â
â mineâs a whole lot bigger than yours.â
â now put down your weapons.â
â thatâs it. nice and easy.â
â and let me see your hands.â
â now, howâs about a big hug for your old pal, [name]?â
â found them hiding in the woods.â
â bringing a homework assignment for you, so open the lab.â
â be at the gates in five minutes.â
â why are we being held here?â
â youâre not well enough.â
â itâs dark. you should stay the night.â
â bet you was wondering if i was real. probably hoping i wasnât.â
â i guess this old world gets a little smaller toward the end, huh?â
â ainât so many of us left to share the air, right?â
â you know, when they found me, i was near bled out.â
â thinking to myself a bullet might make a good last meal.â
â take myself a nice long nap after.â
â he went back for you.â
â you were already gone.â
â he wanted to keep looking, but things happen. people died.â
â she was a good kid.â
â iâm sorry to hear it.â
â we got run off by a herd.â
â i was separated from the rest of them. got left behind.â
â i know what it feels like.â
â what do you want from us?â
â saved your asses. how about a thank you?â
â you had a gun on us.â
â who ainât had a gun on âem in the past year, huh?â
â hell, i think iâd piss my pants if some stranger come walking up with his mitts in his pockets.â
â thatâd be the son of a bitch youâd really want to be scared of.â
â we want our weapons.â
â youâve kept us locked up in this room.â
â you see any bars on the windows? youâre being cared for.â
â to protect our people. we donât know you.â
â we know enough about you to want out of this place.â
â we watched you drive a knife into the skulls of two dead men.â
â what the hell was that all about?â
â they werenât bitten.â
â doesnât matter. however we die, we all turn.â
â i put them out of their misery.â
â itâs not easy news to swallow at first, but there it is.â
â youâre not prisoners here, youâre guests.â
â if you want to leave, as i said, youâre free to do so.â
â draws too much attention.â
â and you especially, you need a solid nightâs sleep.â
â you wouldnât last another day out there in your condition.â
â send you on your way. no hard feelings.â
â some nicknames stick, whether you want them to or not.â
â weâll get them in the morning.â
â what people? thereâs nobody here. itâs a ghost town.â
â youâll be more comfortable here.â
â water is limited, so keep it short.â
â we got food, water, fresh clothes. hope this works.â
â i know youâd feel better with your sword, more secure, but youâre safe here.â
â now, i know you got a lot more questions, but i got work to do.â
â itâs still a work in progress, but rome wasnât built in a day.â
â i think weâve earned it.â
â howâs that possible?â
â i wonât make excuses.â
â everybody copes in their own way.â
â the whole place went to hell in a few hours.â
â how many of you escaped?â
â let me go find the rest. bring them here, where theyâll be safe.â
â tell me where they are, and i promise, if theyâre still alive, iâll bring âem in.â
â did you finish your homework?â
â what the hell you call me?â
â hey, where are we, back in the school yard?â
â what, you want to take his lunch money while youâre at it?â
â maybe iâve wasted my time with you.â
â maybe you havenât learned anything at all.â
â and you, i expect better.â
â keep poking the bear and youâre bound to get mauled. remember that.â
â walk with the biters, they think youâre a biter.â
â low profile. thatâs smart.â
â feels like weâre trying to impose logic onto chaos.â
â that is not a bad thing.â
â no, but what does it buy us? more questions, more theories, no answers.â
â i donât want to question your judgement.â
â sure you do. thatâs why i need you.â
â youâve always said, every tool kit needs a hammer, but do you really feel the hammer is the right tool for that job?â
â hard to believe you lasted so long out there.â
â two against the world. itâs long odds.â
â survival in the wild is tough sledding.â
â wake up every morning on the ground wondering if today is the day.â
â will it be quick and final or slow and, well, without end?â
â will someone have the good sense to kill my brain or will i come back as one of them?â
â do you think they remember anything? the person they once were?â
â surely it must have crossed your mind.â
â you did know them, didnât you?â
â so, what you have here. you expect it to hold? what if a herd comes through?â
â whatâs your secret?â
â itâs about getting back to who we were. who we really are.â
â compromise our safety, destroy our community⌠iâll die before iâll let that happen.â
â looks like youâre sitting pretty at the end of the wall.â
â do i strike you as the kind of man who sits pretty?â
â you reap what you sow. weâre the seed. now winter has passed, itâs time to harvest.â
â weâre going out there and weâre taking back whatâs ours. civilization.â
â we will rise again. only this time we wonât be eating each other.â
â you should take time to relax. get your strength back.â
â have a look around, and who knows? maybe youâll like what you see.â
â i donât trust him.â
â have you ever trusted anybody?â
â all weâve been through, i still feel like i hardly know you.â
â it was easier than you think.â
â hey, hey, hey, hey, donât shoot!â
â identify yourself.â
â no, hey, hey, hey, hey! we found your guy.â
â now, heâs badly hurt, but heâs alive.â
â the other guys didnât make it, iâm sorry.â
â he told me i would find you here. wants me to bring you to him.â
â never waste a bullet, son.â
â pick up the rest of these weapons.â
â go put a merciful end to that young manâs days.â
â i promised that iâd bring them back here alive.â
â they didnât have our walls, our fences. biters got there before we did.â
â we didnât know them, but weâll honor their sacrifices.â
â be thankful for what you have.â
â youâre still here.â
â anything i can do?â
â so, whatâs your real name? if itâs not asking too much.â