Negan: You were inside the sewers with Ginny. What do you think she was trying to tell me?
Maggie: I don't know, maybe she knew that you'd be mad at her for coming and just wanted to explain herself.

Negan: What are you doin' here? How the hell did you get here?
Maggie: Ginny! Ginny!
Negan: You know about this?
Maggie: No. She just turned up at the arena, right before the walkers came, and...
Negan: You can't be here.
Maggie: I think she just wanted to be with you. The flare.
Negan: We gotta go. You can't be here. You hear me? I can't protect you and help Maggie. There was a plan. Her and I, we come here, we get Hershel. You stay with her people, where you're safe! That was the whole goddamn point! That you stay safe. And you know that, Ginny. Shit!
Perlie: I can take her back. You finish what you started. I can take her where she needs to go.
Negan: Listen to me, you're gonna go with him. And he'll keep you safe. He is good people. Ginny, I can't go with you, and you can't stay with me. Hell, you do not want to stay with me. You don't know me, kid. I am not who you think I am.
Ginny: I... want you to...
Negan: No! All these months and now you want to chat? I killed your dad. I'm not wanted for robbing a wagon train. I killed five men. And your dad, he was one of them. It's why I tracked you down to the farm. Why I let you tag along, 'cause I knew you had no one. You? You're just a debt that I had to pay.

My former guest and I had a lot of talks. He told me this story of a man who murdered his father not just in front of his mother, but him, the unborn baby in her belly. And I could sense in the rest of this story what he himself couldn't. That his father's killer might feel remorseful, responsible for the boy whose family he destroyed. Well, of course, he only told me this once he felt safe with me. And here you are, come all this way to save him. As you know, I eventually let him go in exchange for you. But I kept a little piece of him. And I can always go back for more. Make it last. We have a lot to discuss. A lot to plan for.


Here's what I'm thinking. The Croat never took your grain, just your kid. For collateral, sure, but he was never coming back for no harvest. He wanted me. And for what? Who the hell knows. But whatever that crazy son of a b¡tch wants with me, I sure as sh¡t ain't gonna like it. You and I both know that much. The shit thing is, Maggie, we could have done it. We could have saved Hershel. Because you and I together, we made one hell of a badass team. But you know that, don't you? Maybe some part of you always wanted it to end this way. The fact is, Maggie, it doesn't matter what excuses I give you or how many apologies I offer, you can't get over it. And you shouldn't.


Maggie: What you did back there, that couldn't have been easy. You think the plan's gonna work?
Negan: I'll say this, he was surprisingly glad to see my ass. Water under the bridge, he said. It's not like our reunion went off without a hitch, but, with all our history, that brotherly bullshit, I have a feelin' he and I may be able to work something out.
Maggie: For me, it wasn't the Statue of Liberty. It was Macy's. When I was little, after my mom got sick, I'd crawl into bed with her and she'd tell me stories. About Santa. The real Santa. Sometimes he'd come down from the North Pole to the Macy's store in Manhattan and visit all the kids. And I used to daydream that one day I'd go to New York, walk into that Macy's, become best friends with the real Santa. He'd take all my toys that I'd lost or that had been broken, and he'd find a way to replace them. And there it is.

Amaia: I just can't figure it out, how they knew. Maybe it was Luther who tipped them off. He left us. He didn't wanna go through with any of it. Here. Tomasso: No. No, no, no, no, no. It can't be Luther. What would he get out of it?
Maggie: It was him.
Tomasso: The hell you talkin' 'bout?
Maggie: You knew exactly how to get out last night. You knew to go to the sewers. You even knew how to get inside with that bullshit Nonno story. Tomasso: Bullshit? Are you-- Yo, you buggin'. It's how I got off the first time when I was being tortured?
Maggie: Or he cut you a deal.
Tomasso: A deal? Yo, that methane's goin' to your head. You hearin' this? Maggie: Had you tell him where his hideouts were so he could raid them? Probably gave him a signal to let him know that we were coming.
Tomasso: You're paranoid, you know that? You don't trust nobody.
Maggie: Why did you take off your pack?
Tomasso: What? Before you found the oxygen tanks, why did you take your pack off? Do you wanna say it, or shall I?
Tommaso: Amaia. Amaia, hey, hey. Amaia, you're not gonna believe this shit, right? You can't believe--
Maggie: He had the tanks in his pack the whole time! I bet taking them was the signal.
Amaia: Why?
Maggie: 'Cause he's a liar. He doesn't care about anybody but himself.
Tomasso: Amaia, it was a-- ( grunt ) It was a fantasy. ( grunt ) Amaia, Amaia, it was a fantasy. Taking back the island? Reclaiming our home? Our home is gone, Amaia. It's been gone. Everyone is dead. What I did, it was the only way. I did it for you.
Amaia: No, no.
Tommaso: I had to.
Amaia: No.
Tommaso: Amaia!

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The Croat: So, it went well. My informant delivered. The threat has been neutralised. And also, Negan is on the island. I saw him with my own eyes. The Dama: Then where is he? Let me see if I understand. The show started out with a bang. Kept me up all night, actually. But then there was a plot twist. You thought you had your hero, but he got away. What good is a hero offstage? So naturally the ending fizzled, and let's face it, everyone knows the ending is all that matters. The Croat: They're here. Only one so far. A marshal, but he comes from the mainland. It's just as you said. There will be those who try to bring it all back, the old laws and prisons, to protect and serve, but really like before, just to punish and steal and feed their fat bellies. Now they've come for what we've built. What's ours. So we have to be ready. The Dama: Which is why we need him. Which is why you fսckеd up so royally. The Croat: I will find him. There is absolutely no way Negan will be getting off this island. I promise you.

Manholes are sealed! You trying to go after Negan? Is that it? He wanted you to stay at the Bricks. We were so close! You don't even know him. What do you think he's wanted for? Stealing a loaf of bread? You do not know the monster that I know. But if you stick around long enough, you will. Let's go.


Negan: Your boat's sunk by now. The guy back at the arena, he's got the whole island on lockdown. You do remember I saved your ass back there.
Pearlie: Whatever that was had nothing to do with me, and everything to do with you and your friend.
Negan: He ain't my friend.
Perlie: Anyway, you saving me doesn't bring back the magistrate that you did kill, or the four other men with him.
Negan: Those assholes, they damn near killed my wife. If you had seen what she looked like when I found her, well, I guarantee you'd done the same.

Negan: You wanna tell me where the hell we're goin', or is it just some big-ass surprise?
Pearlie: Chelsea Piers.
Negan: Like I said, the boats are sunk.
Negan: Pier, no boats? Don't that seem a few ass hairs short of a dingleberry? Pearlie: Don't need boats. Just the dock. It floats. All we gotta do is disconnect it.
Negan: You're from here. You're a New Yorker. Bronx. Worked for the state. Drift collection boats. Scooping up debris. Keeping the rivers clean. What were you?
Negan: Worked for the state too. Gym teacher.

The Croat: Heh. Nothing to be afraid of! You're safe, Negan. It's only me. Negan! My brother! Buraz!
Negan: 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. tіt for tat. So you found common cause with your new friends. You blew off my ear! So what? I have another! Where is Lucille? Negan: She's gone.
Croat: She broken? One too many hits to the heads, eh?

Croat: Negan, we did it. The girl, she confessed. She was sent by the King, exactly like we--
Simon: He said to let her walk! He gave a direct order.
Croat: Negan, you know, these things... my process, it takes time.
Simon: Your process?
Croat: Yes, Simon, my process. Who determined the location of the hidden arms cache at the Hilltop?
Simon: I would've found that shit.
Croat: Oh, really? Your keen sense of observation. Your emotional intelligence.
Simon: 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.
Croat: Oh my god, I refuse to participate in these childish conversations. Simon: Kids... KIDS .. is a line we do not cross. We all know that.
Negan: Enough.
Croat: Buraz, I know you understand. We had to be sure.

The Walking Dead: Dead City Quotes

Perlie: My name is Perlie: Armstrong. I don't drink. I don't smoke. I like a good hog stew. Just want to give you a sense of what kind of people I am. I'm not your enemy. I come from New Babylon. Capital city. It's more of a small town, tree-lined streets, families looking out for each other. I got a wife and three daughters. They're my everything. Now, I don't know why you with that man I'm looking for. Or why you've taken one of our marshals hostage. But I'm guessing you got your reasons. Heck, might even be a good one. I'm open to hearing it. And I mean that sincerely. But if I get to you first, I'm going to be a little less open, and I will get to you.

Negan: I hate to even ask, but how do I figure into this, Maggie?
Maggie: The man who's got Hershel, they call him the Croat. Bullshit. You know him. When he scaled our walls, had us surrounded in the dark, right before he took my son. Do you know what he did? [ whistles one high tone, one low tone ] That rings a bell, doesn't it? It did for me. That's the last thing I heard before I met you.
Negan: Oh, that Croat. All right, so what you're thinking is, since I knew this guy back in the day when I was running the show, that maybe I had some special insight into his modus operandi. Or, hell, maybe I could just sweet-talk him into giving you your boy back. We're talking about the same Croat? Let's just say there were a lot of psychos in my crew back then. But he always stood out as being an exceptionally insane son of a bitch. So the odds are if it's the Croat that's got him... No. All right, tell me this. Why would I help you? Maggie: Because you owe me...
Negan: Because I owe you, right.
Maggie: You're the last person that I wanted to ask for help. It doesn't look like you got too many options yourself. Because if I found you here, the marshals will too. Far as I can tell, you have exhausted every shithole.
Negan: Still got a decent setup at Hilltop? Kids? School?
Maggie: I'll put up that girl. You, we see how things play out.