Shane: Jim, I'm not here to argue with you, alright? Just give me the shovel. He says, trying to take the shovel from Jim.
Jim: No, no, no. He says, keeping the shovel away from Shane.
Shane: Just PLEASE. Just give me the--
Jim pushes him back.
Shane: Jim!
Jim tries to hit him with the shovel, but Shane moves out of the way. Shane tackles him to the ground.
Jim: Ugh!
Shane: Okay, shh, shh.
Jim: You got no right!
Shane: Stop it!
Jim: You got no right!
Shane: Jim, just stop it! Hey, hey, hey, hey! Jim.
Jim: Don't!
Shane: Jim! Nobody's gonna hurt you. You hear me?
Jim starts hyperventilating.
Shane: Shh.
He stops hyperventilating.
Shane: Jim, nobody is gonna hurt you, okay?
Jim: That's a lie, that's the biggest lie there is.
Shane starts handcuffing Jim's hands behind his back.
Jim: I told that to my wife and...my two boys, I said it a hundred times... It didn't matter. They came outta nowhere. There were dozens of 'em... Just pulled 'em right outta my hand... You know, the only reason I got away was 'cause the dead were too busy eatin' my family.
He sighs as he closes his eyes. Everyone looks shocked. Lori covers her mouth with her hands.
[Atlanta]
You're all sitting in an office lab part of the building. You're discussing a plan on the floor with different office materials and a drawing of the street with marker.
Rick: You're not doin' this alone.
Daryl: Even I think it's a bad idea, I don't even like you much.
Glenn: No, it's a good idea.
You: Just hear me out.
Rick crouches down.
You: If we go out there in a group, we're slow, drawing attention. If I'm alone, I can move fast.
Glenn: Look.
Glenn places a paper clip in the middle of the road, marking the tank.
Glenn: That's the tank.
You: Five blocks from where we are now.
Glenn places the crumpled sticky note in front of it, marking the guns.
Glenn: That's the bag of guns.
He puts his finger on the alley where Glenn grabbed Rick.
Glenn: Here's the alley I dragged you into when we first met.
You: That's where Daryl and I will go.
Daryl: Why me?
You: Your crossbow. It's quieter than Rick's gun.
You place a little post it flag dispenser where the alley is.
You: While Daryl waits here in the alley, I run up the street, grab the bag.
Rick: You got us elsewhere?
You: The rest of you, right.
You place in an eraser two blocks away from the tank.
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The Walking Dead, CXMR Show and Game Crossover
HorrorA group of survivors, who seek safety for each other, must travel across the most dangerous world you could imagine: a world where the dead live again, to roam, rot, eat...kill. They're not the ones you should fear, however. It's the people you shou...
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