The Walking Dead (2010–…): Season 7, Episode 8 - Hearts Still Beating - full transcript

(creaking)

Maggie.

Uh..

I know people
are saying things--

nice things
about you and Sasha, hmm?

They are?

They are.

About the other night...

about how they're thinking
you saved the place.

Don't let it
go to your head.

Well,
don't let it bother you.



It seems like it bothers you.

Mm.

What you doing up there?

You gonna eat that?

Yes.

Eduardo: Dude.

You know she's pregnant.

(crunches)

(sighs)

Against the grain, kid.

Always against the grain.

(chuckles)

(door creaks lightly)

(sniffing)



Ah.

Damn, that smells good.

Mmm!

Want a taste?

(chuckles)

Okay.

(exhales deeply)

Here's his damn lemonade.

I had some in my kitchen.

Denise liked it.

Thank you.
(sniffles)

HEY-

Go home.

(chuckling)
Let me take over.

No.
(sniffles)

I'm fine.

I told Rick
I would watch Judith.

I'm gonna do that.

You should go.

We're about to sit.

(door creaks)

(clicks tongue)

We're gonna need
another setting.

(sighs)

(pitcher thumps lightly)

(walkers growling)

Today and only today,
right?

Yeah.

All these bullet holes--

this'll take on water quick.

(growling continues)

We can probably make it
to the canoe.

Probably.

If you want
to stay back...

I'm going to pretend
you didn't just say that.

I'm seeing this through.

We both are.

(sighs)

I'm not waiting for your dad
anymore.

I don't know
where the hell he is,

but Lucille...

is hung")!-

Carl,
pass the rolls...

please.

(music playing)

(gate clinking)

(gate clanks shut)

Gary:
Ohh. Look at that, huh?

Easy as that.

It's just a transaction.

You look like shit,

which means
you fought for this.

So you did your 'yobs.

You get it,
and I like that.

Negan likes that.

That's good to hear.

You play your cards right,

maybe I'll show you
where we live.

Maybe I'll buy you
a sandwich.

Just tell me when.

You like watching,
haircut?

Yes.

I mean...

Laura: You mean
to get the hell out of here.

NQW!

(light thump in distance)

Morgan.

It's just some things
from the Kingdom garden--

some nectarines,
some apples.

Thank you. I am good.

You can fend for yourself,
I know,

but fresh produce isn't
something you can just--

Really.

I'm good.

(chuckles)

Ezekiel?

Apparently, some people are
having a hard time believing me

when I say I just want
to be left alone.

You know, I was trying
to leave you alone, and I will.

But you called me over.

Why?

How are you?

Good.

Good.

Now you can go.

(chuckles)

I think you're going soft.

I think you're going.

(scoffs)

(insects chirping)

- Hey.
- Hi.

Richard: Carol, hi.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Morgan, I-l didn't expect you
to be here, too.

It's good you are.

I wanted to speak to you both,
actually.

It's about
something important.

(water splashing)

Rick:
Almost at the canoe.

(walkers growling)

We're taking on water quick,
man.

Aaron: I know.

Rick, on the left!

(growling continues)

(grunts)

(snarling)

(growling continues)

(both grunting)

We're almost there.

(grunts)

- (growling)
- Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa!

No, no!

- Oh!

Hold on!

Hold on!

Stay in the canoe!

I can--just--

Oh!

Aaron!

Aaron!

(walkers growling)

(gasping)

Aaron!

(gasps)

I'm okay.

I'm all right.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

(thumping)

(grunts)

Woman:
Stop hugging the wall.

- Watch it!
- (jar shatters)

Man:
God damn it!

(door creaks)

Go get a mop
and another barrel.

We're keeping this crap?

We don't have to eat it.

Man #2:
Jesus. He hates pickles.

(door creaks)

It's got hooks.

I don't know why
he didn't strap it in.

Told him twice.
His stupid ass didn't listen.

Mm.

(grunts)

(indistinct conversation)

(sighs)

Okay.

Bit of a sore loser.

Huh.

Looks like the only thing
he ran out of was ammo.

We got to
get this back now.

Yeah.

Well, he's got paddles.

And with
the wind picking up,

it shouldn't take long
to drift back to shore.

Man:
Easy. Easy.

Man #2: We got it.
Take this crap back.

Woman: How 'bout, this time,
you watch where you're going?

Oh, come on.
Get off his back.

(grunting)

(walkers growling in distance)

You know, back there,

I didn't mean
that you couldn't do it.

It's just...

going this far,
risking this much

to get things for them--

people don't agree with it.

I wouldn't blame you
if you didn't.

I was there.

I saw what happened
on the road.

What we're doing is gonna
keep people living.

We get to do that,

it doesn't matter
what happens to us.

Michonne doesn't think
this is living.

Well, committing
to a choice like this,

after living how we did, free,

I get it.

It's hard.

It's giving up everything,

right up
until your own life.

But either your heart's beating,
or it isn't.

Your loved ones' hearts
are beating, or they aren't.

We take what they give us
so that we can live.

(door shuts)

(engine starts)

So, how long you been
with Negan?

Why were you out there
alone?

- (gun cocks)
- Tell me.

You think talking won't change
how this ends for you.

But you don't know me.

Let's see what happens.

(sighs)

I'm not gonna kill him today.

I'm gonna find the way
that we win.

I'm gonna change
how this ends for me.

That's why
I'm out here alone.

(door opens)

(muffled)
Is that an apple pie?

Uh.
How did you do that?

I could smell it
from outside the door.

(sighs)

Uh, you baked it?

Some guy gave it to us
for what we did.

Mm.

His little girl said you should run
for President of Hilltop.

(chuckles)
"Maggie for President."

(chuckles)

Uh, do you want
a plate?

No, I'm good.

Did Jesus
give you those?

Is he still around?

There's some things
I wanna add to his list

before he goes out.

The kids need something
to write with-- pens, pencils.

Are you already
president?

Mm. (chuckles)

I've just been
talking to people.

- (chuckles)
- Jesus left this morning.

He told me to tell you,
but I-l forgot.

Okay. Next time.

I'm gonna get some milk.

- Let me.
- No, I'm good.

(door creaks)

What?

You're lying to Maggie
aboutJesus.

What makes you say that?

A girl who lives
in the house.

She was telling me
about everyone.

She said Jesus is a runner

and that
he left yesterday,

not this morning.

- It's for her own good.
- Why?

Because
I need to do something,

and she'll want to help me.

(scoffs)

You want to kill Negan.

(sighs)

What if you have help?

If we had help--
a lot of people--

then I wouldn't be afraid
to tell her,

because she'd know
it wasn't on her to do it.

- But if it's just me, then--
- It isn't just you.

You and Maggie
aren't the only ones

who want
to take Negan out.

- There's--
- No, Enid.

That's not happening.

And if you care about her,
you don't say anything about this.

(sighs)

We have to keep her safe.

You have to keep her safe.

It isn't just you.

It sure looks like it.

Richard: A lot of places came together
after the world fell apart.

Maybe you're both
from one of those places.

Most of those communities
and camps are gone now.

I lost people.

I pretty much lost hope
in people.

But then
I found the Kingdom.

I met Ezekiel.

(sighs)
I saw what he built.

But now I believe
what he built is under threat.

The Saviors.

The Saviors.

A few months back,

Ezekiel and a few guards met
a group of them in the woods.

The Saviors recognized
Ezekiel's capabilities,

and Ezekiel
didn't want to fight,

so they cut a deal.

In exchange
for food and supplies,

no one would get hurt,

and they'd never set foot
inside the Kingdom,

and very few of us
even know.

What does any of this
have to do with me?

I know Ezekiel likes you.

I also know
that Ezekiel trusts you,

and that's why I'm here.

I need you to help me
convince him of something.

Right now,
we have peace with the Saviors,

but sooner or later,
something's gonna go wrong.

Maybe we'll be light
on a drop,

or maybe one of ours will look
at one of theirs the wrong way,

or maybe they'll just decide
to stop honoring the deal.

Things will go bad.

And when they do...

the Kingdom will fall.

I had a family.

I lost it to this world.

I saw them die.

I'm scared that,
if we don't do something now,

that we won't only lose more people,
we'll lose everything.

I know what the Saviors are,
and I know what they do.

And I know
they cannot be trusted.

And I think you know that, too.

What exactly
are you asking?

I'm asking you
to help convince Ezekiel

to attack the Saviors,
to strike first...

and destroy them.

Gabriel:
Is that for you...

or Negan?

It's for him.

How will you do it?

I'll pull the trigger.

They'll kill you.

As long as he goes first.

Why do you have to die?

Because he has to.

I agree.

But...

Why do you?

There's, uh...

no need to lie to me if...

this is our last conversation.

If Abraham was alive,
we could fight.

If Glenn was,

Maggie's kid
would have a father.

Michonne and Carl
can fight.

They have Rick.

Aaron has Eric.

Eugene knows things.

Daryl's strong.

What about Sasha?

Look at me, Rosita.

It shouldn't
have been you.

It shouldn't
have been anyone.

We'll win,

but we need to wait
for the right moment

or create it...

together.

And you're a part of that
together.

Don't do this.

We need you.

(sighs)

(door creaks)

("The Program"
plays in background)

♪ It's the sweetest disease
and on it, you will rely... ♪

(indistinct conversations)

♪ It's the art of believin'... ♪

(vocalizing)

Richard: Okay.
I know there's a lot of them.

I'm guessing a good deal more
than we have at the Kingdom.

The element of surprise
is our only hope.

We need to attack first,

and we need to do it now

while we still have
the advantage.

Carol, I imagine
that violence and fighting

is something
you haven't been a part of.

You're wrong.

Morgan:
You're very wrong.

She's probably the most capable
fighter in this room.

Then it's time to fight.

No.

This is something
lam not a part of.

Then you don't have to fight.

You just have
to convince Ezekiel

to bring the Kingdom
to fight.

You're not understanding me.

I didn't want you.

I didn't want Ezekiel
or Morgan coming here.

And I don't want anything
to do with your lives

or your deaths.

I just want to be
left alone.

People will die,
a lot of them.

You killed a man.

I took a life
to save a life.

It's the same
goddamn thing.

We'll be taking their lives
to save ours!

Only you don't know
that it will.

You're gonna choose
to kill one day, Morgan,

'cause it will get
that bad!

Why not choose now,

before you lose
someone you care about?

There's a peace now.

I won't be a part
of changing that.

And maybe
we can build on that.

Not with these people!

When they turn on us--
and they will--

that blood is gonna be
on your hands!

But maybe
you're both used to that.

- (door closes)
- You should go, too.

I should.

I don't want anyone else
coming around

or even knowing
where I am.

If you somehow see
anyone we know,

tell them I'm gone.

Do that for me please.

Never meant for you
to see me.

(door creaks)

(door closes)

(door creaks)

(softly)
Hi.

(excitedly)
Hi.

(matter-of-factly)
H i.

Uhuds)

(sighs)

(clinking)

(sniffles)

(glass shatters)

(crying)

(music playing)

Rosita:
Hot date?

I'm on a good momentum
with them.

Gonna try to use that.

Yeah? How?

By trying to get closer,
even just to start trying.

If I can do that,
after a while--

maybe months, maybe years--

maybe then we try something.

I think it's what my mom
would have done,

so it's
what I'm gonna do.

Okay.

(scoffs)

Whatever it was...

I thought
we had something good--

at least, the beginning
of something good.

Why'd you end it?

(chuckles)

Why'd you even start it?

(sighs)

I was trying not
to think about shit.

You're cute, tall.

You're sweet sometimes.

So I used you.

I'm sorry.

Would you
be up for dinner later?

(chuckling)
I really mean just dinner.

(chuckles)
No strings.

(chuckles)

All right.

All right.

(scoffs)

(thuds, door creaking)

What the hell?

Whoa. Whoa.

It's cool, I swear.

Buddy, you can walk right out
that back gate there,

and I won't say anything
to anybody.

I'm supposed
to be there now,

but, listen, I'm--
I'm just trying to get by,

just like you.

Please.

(pipe landing)

Daryl.

(grunting)

(breathing heavily)

Daryl.

(pipe clatters)

It ain't just about
gettin' by here.

It's about
gettin' it all.

I got the key.
Let's go.

Arat: No.
I just want to talk to him.

I said "no.".

Negan:
Don't be an asshole, Arat.

Let the man pass.

Oh, crap.
Is that for me?

We haven't
officially met.

I'm Spencer Monroe.

(matter-of-factly)
H i.

(brakes squeal)

(gearshift clicks)

That's Negan.

(music playing)

Is he down there?

Yeah.

We're all Negan.

Whatever you're trying to do,
you can't.

But you still have
some choices.

Go home.

Burn this car,
roll it down into a lake,

make it disappear.

There's a silencer
in the glove compartment.

(silenced gunshot)

(gate creaking)

Where is he?

Negan?

He's in your house, asshole,
waiting for you.

(chuckling)
Whoa, hey.

Just like that?

See, we've been
waiting for hours

just to see what
you gonna bring us, huh?

Why don't
we have a look first?

Running water,
air conditioning,

a housewarming gift?

(breathes sharply)
That settles it.

I am getting myself
a vacation home here.

Cheers to that.

Mm.

Mmm.

Oh, that is good.

You know, the only thing missing
is a pool table.

Nothing better
than a good game of 8 ball.

The house across the street
has one in the garage.

Oh, Spencer,

you may just be
my new best friend.

(chuckles)

Such a nice day, though--

too nice to be cooped up

inside some garage,
don't you think?

Yeah.

Oh, I got a better idea.

Gary:
Not bad.

We had to go out
pretty far.

Laura:
What the hell's this?

"Congrats for winning.
But you still lose"?

You leave us
a little love note?

No, I just..

(chuckling) I mean--
we wouldn't, obviously--

David:
Wait. What?

Did you just say
it's obvious?

Ohm

We didn't do that.

It's not about the damn note!

Hey. Don't.

Run along to Negan,
Rick.

Ohm

But your friend here--
he's got no place to be.

- (grunting)
- You--

- Back up!
' (Qun cocks)

I could never do this
with Rick.

He would just be standing there,
scowling,

giving me that annoying side-eye
he gives me.

That's actually
what I came to see you about.

I want to talk to you
about Rick.

(breathing sharply)

All right.
Talk to me, Spencer.

Talk to me about Rick.

(grunting)

I get what you're
trying to do here,

what you're
trying to build.

I'm not saying I agree
with your methods,

but I get it.

You're building a network.

You're making people
contribute for the greater good.

It makes sense.

But you should know
that Rick Grimes

has a history of not
working well with others.

- Mm-hmm.
- (balls clacking)

Is that so?

Rick wasn't
the original leader here.

My mom was.

She was doing
a really good job of it.

Then she died,
not long after Rick showed up--

same with my brother,
same with my dad.

So, everything was peachy here
for, what, years?

And then Rick shows up
and suddenly you're an orphan?

That is the saddest story
I've ever heard.

Good thing for you
he's not in charge anymore.

Doesn't matter.

His ego's out of control.

He'll find a way
to screw things up,

to try and do things his way,
to take over.

That's what he did
with my mom.

That's what
he'll do again.

What exactly are you proposing
be done about that?

I am my mother's son.

I can be the leader she was.

That's what
this place needs.

That's what you need.

So I should
put you in charge,

that's what you're saying?

We'd be much better off.

You're all right.
You're all right.

(grunting, groaning)

All right, all right,
all right.

Point made.

(scoffs)

(grunts)

My heart's still beating,
right?

(grunting)

(both panting)

You know,
I'm thinking, Spencer.

I'm thinking
how Rick threatened to kill me,

how he clearly
hates my guts.

But he is out there
right now,

gathering shit for me
to make sure

I don't hurt any of
the fine people that live here.

He is swallowing his hate

and getting shit done.

That takes guts.

And then there's you...

the guy who waited
for Rick to be gone

so he could sneak over
and talk to me

to get me
to do his dirty work,

so he could take
Rick's place.

So I got to ask--

if you wanna take over,

why not
just kill Rick yourself

and just take over?

What? No, no.
I didn't-- I don't--

You know what I'm thinking?

'Cause I have a guess.

(whispering)
It's because you got no guts.

(knife unsheathes)

- (grunting)
- (gasps)

' Qhh!
_ (gasps)

(groaning)

Ohh.
How embarrassing.

There they are.

They were inside you
the whole time.

You did have guts.

I've never been so wrong
in my whole life!

Now, someone

oughta get up here
and clean this mess up.

Oh.

Anyone want to finish
the game?

C'mon.

Anybody?

Anybody?

C'mon.

I was winning!

(gunshot, shell casing clinking)

(grunting)

(gunshot in distance)

Shit!

What the shit?!

Shit! You just--
you tried to kill me?!

You shot Lucille!

She got in the way.

What is this?

What is this?

This little bad boy
made from scratch?

Look at those crimps.

This was homemade.

You may be stupid, darlin',

but you showed
some real ingenuity here.

Arat, move that knife

up out on that girl's face.

Lucille's beautiful,
smooth surface

is never gonna look the same,

so why should yours?!

Unless..

Unless you tell me
who made this.

It was me.

I made it.

You see, now I just think
you're lying.

And you lying to me now?!

Such a shame.

Arat's gonna have to cut up
that pretty face.

(breathing quickly)

One more try.

It was me.

(chuckles)

Oh!

You are such a badass!

Fine.

Have it your way.

Arat...

Kill somebody.

No. It was me!

No!

Carl: Ohh!

We had an agreement.

(hoarsely)
Rick!

Look, everybody, it's Rick.

Ah, your people are making me
lose my voice

doin' all this yelling.

Rick,
how about a "thank you"?

I mean, look, I know
we started this relationship

with me beating the holy shit
out of your friends,

and because of that,
we're never gonna sit around

and braid each other's hair

or share our deepest,
darkest secrets,

but how about a little credit?

I just bent over backwards

to show you
how reasonable I am.

Your kid--

he hid in one of my trucks

and machine-gunned
a bunch of my men down,

and I brought him home,
safe and sound,

and I fed him spaghetti.

Another one of your people--

well, he wanted me to kill you
and put him in charge.

I took him out for you.

And another one, here--

she shot Lucille,
trying to kill me just now,

so I gave you
one less mouth to feed.

And by looking at her,

that mouth
did some major damage.

Now, personally,

I wouldn't have picked her
to be the one to go,

but Arat...
(sighs)

...I don't know,
didn't trust her.

Your shit's waiting for you
at the gate.

Just go.

Sure thing, Rick...

right after
I find the guy or gal

that made this bullet.

Arat?

It was me!

(Eugene crying)
No, it wasn't.

(sniffling)

It was me.

(sniffles)

It was only me.

You?

(Eugene breathing quickly)

It required one spent casing,
one four-holed turret reloader,

powder,
one funnel for the powder--

Shut up.

I believe you.

(breathes deeply)

Lucille, give me strength.

(sighs)

I'm gonna be relieving you
of your bullet maker, Rick,

that and whatever you
left for me at the front gate.

And however much you scavenged,

it's not good enough,

because you're still
in a serious, serious hole

after today.

Let's move out!

Rosita:
No! No, no!

Please, just take me!

(Rosita C .
Ncnrylng)

Negan:
Rick, I ain't gonna lie--

your kitchen
is a goddamn mess.

(chuckles)

I'll see you next time.

(growling)

'_(9l'unts)
- (knlfe plunges)

(door opens)

(door closes)

Carl told me
you were in here.

Inn:

(sighs)

I found
what I was looking for.

I wanted to go
with you and Aaron,

but I couldn't.

I had to go my way.

But when I found it...

(chuckles)
...I realized that...

I didn't want it
to be my way.

I wanted it to be ours,
me and you.

There are more of them,
even more than we thought.

We are outnumbered.
It's not even close.

But that doesn't change
the way that I feel,

because it doesn't change
the way that things are.

We're still alive,
Rick.

So much has happened,

so much that we shouldn't
have lived through.

And...

and in spite of it
or maybe because of it,

we did.

We're still here,
the two of us.

We're still standing,
and we're gonna keep standing.

So, what do we do
with that?

How do we make that
mean something?

We're the ones
who get things done.

You said that.

We're the ones
who live.

That's why
we have to fight--

not for us,
but for Judith, for Carl...

for Alexandria,
for the Hilltop,

for all of us.

We can fight them, Rick.

We can find a way
to beat them.

We can do this.

But...

But...

Only if...

we do this.

Yeah, I know that now.

I know that now.

(breathes sharply)

(crying)

(creaking)

(gasping)

Sasha! Enid!

(gate creaks)

- You're okay?
- I'm okay.

The baby's okay--

all of us.

You were right...

right from the start.

You told us
to get ready to fight.

I didn't listen,
and I couldn't.

I can now.

(music playing)

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(insects chirping)