Category: 8.08

You may be wondering why the hell your lookouts didn’t sound the alarm. See, we are polite. I mean, I don’t know when they’re gonna wake up from that kind of shot, but they should wake up. Let’s just cut through the cow shit: You. Lose. It’s. Over. You’re gonna work up some apologies, and the person with the lamest one is gonna get killed. Then I kill Rick in front of everybody, and we move on. You have three, count them three minutes to open this gate, or we start bombing the shit out of you.



8.08 – How It’s Gotta Be | 8.15 – Worth

Michonne: Carl didn’t give up on who Rick wanted him to be. And we can’t on who he wanted us to be. We can’t.


Requested by anonymous – 8.08 vs. 8.10


4.08 / 8.08


Sometimes kids have to find their own way, to show their parents the way. 




That’s how it happened.


Can you say bye-bye?