The Walking Dead (2010–…): Season 7, Episode 9 - Rock in the Road - full transcript

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(door opens)

(door closes)

(door creaks)

(crashing)

Gabriel:
Just checking.

(thumps)

(clangiflg)

(Gabriel breathing shakily)

(gate closes)



(Gabriel exhales deeply)

(insects chirping)

(engine whirs)

(music playing)

No! No way in hell.

That was not the deal.

You people swore
you could take the Saviors out,

and you failed.

So any arrangement we had
is now done--

null and void, huh?

We aren't trade partners,
we aren't friends,

and we never met.

Hmm?

We don't know each other.



I owe you nothing.

In fact, you owe me
for taking in the refugees,

at great personal risk.

Oh, you were very brave
staying in here

while Maggie and Sasha
saved this place.

Your courage
was inspiring.

Hey,
don't you work for me?

Aren't we friends?

Gregory,
we already started this.

- You started it.
- We did.

And we're gonna win.

These are killers.

Is this
how you want to live?

Under their thumb,
killing your people?

Sometimes
we don't get to choose

what our life looks like.

Sometimes, Ricky,

you have to count
the blessings you have.

How many people
can we spare?

How many people here
can fight?

"We"? (scoffs)

I don't even know how many
people we have, Margaret.

And does it even matter?

I mean... (scoffs)

...w-w-what are
you gonna do?

Start a platoon
of sorghum farmers?

'Cause that's what we got.

They grow things.
They're not gonna want to fight.

Tara: You're wrong.

When people have the chance to do
the right thing, they usually step up.

- I mean, people just--
- L-let me stop you

before you break into song,
okay?

(clears throat)
And, by the way,

who would train
all this cannon fodder?

- Sasha: I will.
- Rosita: Give me a week.

(sing-song voice)
Rhetorical, okay?

(normal voice)
I don't want to know.

I never want to hear another
word about any of it, ever.

Would we be better off
without the Saviors,

- yes or no?
- Yeah. Sure. Okay.

So, what will you do
to fix the problem?

I didn't say we had a problem.
You did.

And what happens
outside of my purview

is outside
of my purview.

What the hell, man?

You're either with us
or you ain't.

You're sitting over there

talking out of
both sides of your mouth.

Well, I-- I think I've made
my position very clear.

And I want to thank all of you
for not being here today

and not
having this meeting with me

or-- or being seen
on your way out.

In other words,
go out the back.

- Walking ballsack.
- Wanna knock that idiot's teeth out.

Yeah, well,
we don't need him anyway.

Yeah, that's right.

'Cause we have Maggie, Sasha,
and Jesus here.

- (door opens)
- Maggie: And...

Enid.

- Hey, um--
- Sasha: What's wrong?

Nothing.

Just"

(chuckles)

Come outside.

What's going on?

Bertie: Hey.

So, if you don't remember,
I'm Bertie.

And I owe my life to you all,
twice over.

A bunch of us do.

Enid says
that you want Gregory

to get us to fight the Saviors
with you.

Is that true?

- Yes.
- Do you think we can win,

that we really
could beat them?

Us?

Maggie: I do.

(sighs)

Well, Enid says
you could show us the way.

- I'm ready.
- Man: Me too.

- Yeah.
- Let's do this.

- Let's do it.
- I'm in.

- Michonne: It's a start.
- Sasha: We'll get more.

- It still won't be enough.
- Rosita: No, it won't.

Daryl: Well,
we find the right stuff,

then maybe
we don't need the numbers.

Blow 'em up,
burn 'em to the ground.

Tara: You said there weren't just
soldiers with the Saviors,

that there were
workers there.

People didn't
have a choice.

Daryl: We gotta win.

Rick: We need more hands,
another group.

Negan has outposts.

The geography,
the distance works against us.

We gotta get back.

If they come looking for Daryl,
we need to be there.

You don't
have to get back.

Not yet.

It's one of theirs,
long range.

We can listen in,
keep track of them.

Michonne: So, if we're not going back,
what are we doing, then?

I think it's time
we introduced you to Ezekiel.

King Ezekiel.

King?

(walker growling)

(vehicle approaches)

(engine shuts off)

Rick:
It's called "the Kingdom"?

Jesus: Yeah.

I didn't name it.

How much farther?

Well, technically,
we're already here.

I mean, we're always here,

but here we are--
at the Kingdom.

- Well, its outer edge.
- (truck door opens)

Hey, what the he“
we waif in' on'?

Waiting for them.

(hoof beats approaching)

(horse snorts)

Alvaro:
Who dares to trespass

on the sovereign land
of the--

Oh, shit.

Jesus, is that you?

Who are all these people,
Paul?

Hi, Richard.

Nice to see you.

It's good
to see you, too.

Your friends,
who are they?

This is Rick Grimes.

He's the leader
of a like-minded community.

These are some of his people.

We would like to request
an audience with King Ezekiel.

Richard:
Get out of the car.

(truck door opens)

You say they're a...
like-minded community.

Like-minded how?

We live, we trade,
we fight the dead.

Sometimes others.

Line up.

Daryl: Okay.
This is a waste of time.

Come on. Let's go.

Maybe you're right.

The King is a busy man.

And it's a dangerous world.

We don't usually allow
a pack of strangers

to waltz through our door.

We want to make the world
less dangerous,

and we are all here
to show the King

how serious
we are about that.

The car stays outside.

You gotta hand over
your guns.

We only have two.

Okay.

Follow me.

Before we go in,

you have
a brain and a backbone,

so I'm talking to you,
not Gregory.

Whatever you're trying
to start here,

another protection pact,
a trade,

none of it matters if we don't start
dealing with the real problem--

the Saviors.

You know, Richard,
I've never seen you smile.

I think
that's gonna change today.

(indistinct conversations)

They have the numbers.

But can they fight?

Oh, they can fight.

Maybe.

Morgan?

HEY-

Hi.

Richard:
How do you know each other?

We go back
to the start.

Well, the King
is ready to see you.

- Did you find Carol?
- I did, yeah.

Where is she?
Is she okay?

She was here,
and then she left.

You know, she wasn't too happy,
me following her.

She wanted to get away from us,
from everyone.

But when I found her,
she was shot.

It was just a graze.
I got her back here.

They got doctors.
They're good.

Was it them?

It was.

She had crossed
with some of them,

and one of them followed her,
tried to kill her,

but I stopped him.

I killed him.

I had to.

Carol was here.

She got help.

Now she's gone.

(growling)

Ezekiel: Jesus!

It pleases me to see you,
old friend.

- It pleases him, indeed!
- Jerry.

Tell me, what news do you bring
good King Ezekiel?

Are these new allies
you've brought me?

Indeed, they are,
Your Majesty.

This is...

Oh, right.
I forgot to mention that--

Yeah, a tiger.

(Shiva roars)

Jesus: This is Rick Grimes,
the leader of Alexandria,

and these are
some of his people.

Ezekiel: I welcome you all
to the Kingdom, good travelers.

Now, what brings you
to our fair land?

Why do you seek an audience
with the King?

Ezekiel..

King... Ezekiel.

Alexandria, the Hilltop...

and the Kingdom--

all three of our communities
have something in common.

We all serve the Saviors.

Alexandria already
fought them once,

and we won.

We thought
we took out the threat,

but we didn't know then
what we know now.

We only beat one outpost.

We've been told
you have a deal with them,

that you know them.

Then you know they rule
through violence and fear.

Your Majesty,
I only told them of the--

our deal with the Saviors
is not known among my people--

for good cause.

We made you a party
to that secret

when you told us
of the Hilltop's own travails,

but we did not expect you
to share--

We can help each other.

Don't interrupt the King.

We brought you
into our confidence.

Why did you break it?

Because I want you
to hear Rick's plans.

And what plans have you,
Rick Grimes of Alexandria?

We came to ask the Kingdom,
to ask you,

to join us
in fighting the Saviors,

fighting for freedom
for all of us.

What you are asking
is very serious.

Several of our people--
good people--

were killed by the Saviors,
brutally.

Who?

Rosita: Abraham.

And Glenn.

Spencer, Olivia.

Eugene was taken.

They took Daryl.

He escaped.

Every second he's out here,
he's a target.

You gonna say
you were right?

No.

I'm...

I'm just real sorry
they're gone.

Rick: Negan murdered
Glenn and Abraham,

beat them to death.

Sasha:
Terrorized the Hilltop,

set loose walkers
just to make a point.

I used to think the deal was
something we could live with.

A lot of us did.

But that's changing.

So let's change the world,
Your Majesty.

I want to be honest
about what we're asking.

My people are strong,
but there's not enough of us.

We don't have guns--
not enough, at least.

Not a lot of weapons,
pefiod.

We have people.

And weapons.

If we strike first,
together, we can beat them.

Your Majesty,

no more waiting
for things to get worse

beyond
what we can handle.

We set things right.

The time is now.

Morgan, what say you?

Me?

Speak.

People will die.

A lot of people,
and not just the Saviors.

It...

If we can find
another way,

we have to.

Maybe it's just
about Negan--

just capturing him,
holding him.

Maybe...

l__

- The hour grows late.
- (Shiva growls)

Rick Grimes of Alexandria...

you have given the King
much to ponder.

Well, when I was a kid,

uh, my mother told me
a story.

There was
a road to a kingdom,

and there was a rock
in the road.

And people
would just avoid it,

but horses would break
their legs on it and die,

wagon wheels
would come off.

People would lose the goods
they'd be coming to sell.

That's what happened
to a little girl.

The cask of beer
her family brewed fell right off.

It broke.

Dirt soaked it all up,
and it was gone.

That was her family's
last chance.

They were hungry.
They didn't have any money.

She just
sat there and cried, but...

she wondered
why it was still there...

for it
to hurt someone else.

So she dug at that rock
in the road

with her hands
till they bled,

used everything she had
to pull it out.

It took hours.

And then...

when she was gonna
fill it up,

she saw something in it.

It was a bag of gold.

All right.

The king had
put that rock in the road

because he knew the person
who dug it out,

who did something,

they deserved a reward.

They deserved
to have their life

changed for the good
forever.

I invite you all
to sup with us

and stay
till the morrow.

Yeah,
we need to get back home.

I shall deliver my decree
in the morn.

(staff bangs)

(rustling)

Oh. Sorry.

L__

Sorry.

I thought you were
one of the dead.

Why didn't you just
run the other way?

Well, I'm-- I'm training.

I'm pushing myself,

trying to step up.

Put the safety back on.

Oh.

Practicing shooting.

Let me give you
some advice.

It's gonna be dark soon.

Don't wander around
out here on your own.

You'll get yourself killed.

Same goes for you, too,
right?

You're not me.

Go home, Benjamin.

- Well, I-- wha--
- What?

Ezekiel's gonna keep coming out here
to check on you.

He doesn't want to bug you,

but he needs to know
that you're okay.

He told you that?

No.

But I know him.

(scoffs)
Well, tell him--

I can't.

He looks out for the people
that he cares about.

Do you want some food?

A bottle of water?

I carry extra in case
I run into someone who needs it.

Why?

There's not
a lot of us left.

Have to help each other.

Maybe I'll see you again.

Maybe.

Heel-toe,
heel-toe out here.

Bend at your knees.

You want to keep quiet.

I heard you
from a mile away.

Okay.

Ezekiel:
And when this happens,

and when we allow
freedom to ring...

when we let it ring from
every village and every hamlet,

from every state and every city,

we will be able
to speed up that day

when all of God's children,

black men and white men,

Jews and Gentiles,
Protestants and Catholics,

will be able to join hands

and sing in the words
of the old Negro spiritual--

Free at last, free at last!

Thank God Almighty,
we are... free at last.

Thanks for stepping in
on story duty.

I stopped in
to say good night.

You missed supper.
Where were you?

Went for a walk
in the woods.

- You went out there?
- Mm-hmm.

Unaccompanied?
Yeah.

Took out two dead ones
on my way back.

(chuckles)
Getting pretty good with the stick.

Wanted to practice
with the gun.

I, uh,
saw Carol out there.

Oh.

Did she, uh... seem well?

- Did-- did you talk to her?
- Yeah.

She asked
why I carry food and water

in case
I run into people.

And you told her?

It's the same reason
we should say yes to Rick.

Elaborate.

You saw their eyes.

They're gonna risk everything
if we help them or not.

And if we don't help them,
if we turn away,

then they can't win.

And if they do, somehow...

they will have saved us,

and we won't
have done a thing.

My dad always said

that if you're asked
to be the hero,

be a hero.

You wanted me to be ready
for anything, and I am.

We are.

I thank you
for your sage counsel.

Your father
would be very proud.

The King
is very proud.

Ezekiel:
This is life here.

Every day-

But it came at a cost.

And I wanted more of this.

I wanted to expand.

To create more places
like this.

Men and women
lost their limbs.

Children
lost their parents

because I sent them into battle
against the wasted

when I did not need to.

This is different.

It isn't.

It is.

The dead don't rule us.

The world doesn't look like this
outside your walls.

People don't have it
as good.

Some people
don't have it good at all.

I have to worry
about my people.

Daryl: You call yourself
a damn king.

You sure as hell
don't act like one.

All of this...

came at a cost.

It was lives, arms, legs.

The peace we have
with the Saviors is uneasy,

but it is peace.

I have to hold on to it.

I have to try.

Although the Kingdom cannot
grant you the aid you desire,

the King is sympathetic
to your plight.

I offer
our friend Daryl asylum

for as long
as he requires it.

He will be safe here.

The Saviors do not set foot
inside our walls.

How long do you think
that's gonna last?

I knew what was coming.

I knew that King guy
would say no.

But it still pissed me off.

What the hell
are you telling me for?

We both had sex
with the same dead guy.

It doesn't
make us friends.

You can change his mind,
but you won't.

Then you can stay.

We can talk.

How many people
do we have?

T° fight?

I'll go with you.

We don't even
have enough

to take on one outpost
face-to-face yet.

So the Kingdom
has to get involved,

or the Saviors
will always be in charge.

It isn't about soldiers.

We're making them
stronger.

The more food we give them,

the more arms,
the more everything,

every day any of us
give them something,

they become
harder and harder to beat.

All right, open it up.
We're gone.

Rick: You're not.

I'm not staying here.

You have to.

It's the smartest play.

You know it is.

Try to talk to Ezekiel.

Or stare him
into submission--

whatever it takes.

We'll be back soon.

Negan over radio:
For anyone out there

who loved the obese bastard
as much as I did,

I just want
to say a few words.

Fat Joey was not
the most badass son of a bitch,

but he was loyal.

He had a great sense of humor.

In fact, we were just joking
about oral sex with Lucille

the other day.

Things will not be the same
now that he's dead.

Without Fat Joey,

Skinny Joey is just...

(sighs)
...Joey-

So it's a goddamn tragedy.

So, let's have
a moment of silence.

(brakes squeal)

Someone's trying
to block the way.

Gotta be the Saviors.

Carl: Look.

I think that's their base
over there.

Yeah, that's it.

Must be trying to make it hard
to get to them.

We gotta keep going.

We'll move them,
and then we'll move them back.

They don't need to know
we were here.

(engine shuts off)

Rick.

Come take a look at this.

(car doors closing)

What's all this for?

Carl: Wait.

When I was hiding
in the back of the truck,

I heard a couple of them
talking about this.

This is for a herd.

Rosita: That's why
it's a steel cable.

It's not just
for one walker.

It's for a lot.

We need
these explosives.

Yeah.

But we have to figure out
how to disarm it first.

Uh...

Okay.

Backing up is not
gonna make a difference

if this thing goes off.

Negan over radio:
We got ourselves a red situation.

I need a search party.

See if Daryl ran home

like the dumb animal
that he is.

Simon over radio:
On it. Be there in time for lunch.

Negan: Turn that
sleepy little burg upside down.

Michonne: We gotta go.

We gotta get there before them,
but we need these.

- We need to clear a path anyway.
- Rick: Yeah.

Rosita?

- First part's done.
- Michonne: What now?

We gotta unwrap
the secondary explosives--

the dynamite, the RPGs.

Make sure these casings
are not messed up,

and do not mess them up,
either.

This thing
could still blow.

Rick: You all heard her.
Let's go.

You can load the explosives
into the trunk

as long as
they're in good shape.

No dents, no tears.
They're not live.

They still need to be triggered
to be set off.

Not that one.

- I don't like the way it looks.
- Tara: Okay.

Carl: Dad.

Look.

Okay.
There they are.

But they're far.

We still have time.

You sure?

We need these.

And we need to get the cars
back in front of the onramp.

They'll know we took
their explosives, so does it matter?

We want that herd
to stay on the highway.

- Why?
- We may need it.

Rosita: Okay.
Tara, Carl, come on!

(music playing)

(engine starts)

(tires squeal)

(music playing)

Uh... Rick...

Rick: All right.

Sasha,Jesus,

can you get back
to the Hilltop on foot?

Yeah.

Tell Maggie
we're not giving up.

Go!

Here.

We need every stick,
every RPG.

Yeah.

Rick.

(walkers growling)

They're gonna cut them off.

Can we just split up?

No.

The cars.

- If they run...
- We lay on the horn

when we start it--

- I'll bring my arm down, and we go.
- Yes.

Stay together!

(walkers growling)

(breathing shallowly)

- Carl: Damn it!
- Rosita: We'll figure it out.

(walkers growling)

(electricity crackles,
engine starts)

(electricity crackles,
engine starts)

(horn honking)

(walkers growling)

(growling continues)

(grunting)

(engine revs, tires squeal)

(walkers growling)

(breathing heavily)

Yeah, I didn't like
the look of that shit at all.

I pushed it.

I pushed it.

(both panting)

(whispering)
We're here.

You can smile.

We made it.

We can make it.

We can.

We're the ones who live.

Tobin:
Lose the car?

Uh, it's somewhere safe.

- You didn't find anything.
- No.

Listen,
we need to get everyone ready.

- (vehicles approaching)
- The--

(vehicle doors open, close)

Simon: Rick. Hello.

And hello again.

We thought
it'd be longer.

Do you think
we're here for a tribute?

Do you?

Is there another reason?

There is.

We're here for Daryl.

Negan took Daryl.

Oh, but...
then your son showed up,

Daryl went missing--

might those two things
be connected?

They're not.

We didn't know he was gone
till right now.

Then this should be easy.

Now,
everyone find a buddy.

Gonna have
to follow us around.

If he's here,

we really need you all
to see him die.

(crashing)

(whistles)

Wow.

These are some
bare shelving units.

You guys have
a barbecue or something

and not invite us?

Seriously,
this is sad.

Hope you're not trying
to hide stuff from us,

'cause that generally
doesn't go over very well.

We have
a lot of people.

It's... getting harder
to find stuff,

and our focus lately
has been on finding things

that Negan might want.

We're still adjusting
to the new system.

We were gonna
scavenge more today.

If you just wait, we'll...
bring something back.

We'll find more.

Aww.
(chuckles)

Relax.

I'm not here
for a pick-up.

Good thing.

But that day is coming,

so you best do
whatever you need to.

Dig deep-

Go the extra mile.

Take some risks!

We will.

Well,
we will appreciate that.

Thank you for the cooperation,
Rick.

My apologies for leaving
the place a bit of a mess,

but we got a litany
of other shit to attend to.

So do you, I guess.

Tick-tuck.

Chop-chm)-

Oh!
And, Rick...

if Daryl does turn up here

two days from now,
two months from now...

hell, two years from now,

just know there's
no statute of limitations

on this.

Keep that hatchet handy.

You're gonna need it

if he turns up
with you people.

And it won't turn out
the way it did for your boy.

(engine revs)

What happened
to the pantry?

Aaron: We don't know.

And we need to talk
about Gabriel.

Where is he?

He was on watch

the night
you all went to scavenge.

I was supposed to take over
for him in the morning.

He wasn't at his post.

Pantry was cleared out
and a car was gone.

Eric:
No one's seen him since.

(scoffs)
That son of a bitch.

- He stole our shit and ran.
- Tobin: That's... what it looks like.

Michonne:
Well, I don't want to believe it.

I don't believe it.
That's not Gabriel.

He wouldn't do that to us.

I thought he changed, too,

but it can't be
anything else.

Yes, it can.

Tara: I can't believe he would
just take our stuff and go.

I mean, that's--
that's not who he is.

Well, he saw
Olivia and Spencer die

right in front of him.

I know.
I just...

He found his courage,
you know?

I want to believe
he held on to it.

Why wouldn't he have
taken this with him?

Why would he leave it
on the floor?

Aaron: There weren't tracks
out there before.

We didn't
find anything now.

Maybe Daryl
could've picked something up.

He left.

He didn't leave a note.

He obviously
doesn't want to be found.

Rick: Yes, he does.

How would he know
we were out there?

I don't know.

So that's it?

You're finally leaving me?

You caught me.

I'm just...

sick of being so damn happy
at home, you know?

Didn't know
how to tell you.

Babe-

They need me.

Gabriel needs me.

If I ask you something,

- will you tell me the truth?
- Of course.

The others didn't go out there
scavenging, did they?

They're going after them again,
and they're not telling us.

Rick has his reasons.

Rick didn't get
the shit beaten out of him.

You think this is about Gabriel,
but it's gonna be more.

It's always more.

So, please,
please don't go.

Gabriel's one of us.

I have to.

What's going on with the Saviors,
that isn't this.

If Rick is taking on the Saviors,

that is everything.

W-what if they find out
while you're gone?

What if they come back here?

Do you want to leave?

Just turn our backs?

I want us alive.

Both of us.

(walkers growling in distance)

Psst.

(whistles)

uhuds)

(music playing)

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