No Sanctuary: A Walking Dead Recap

This week we welcome back, “Rick’s Man hood” to the walking dead, just in time for the season finale that was both full of action and exposition.  The beginning of this episode was deceptively slow as they jumped from the beginnings of “farmer Rick” to present day man on the edge of collapse.  I think the intension of this episode was to show that although he had faith, like Hershel, that they could bring back a life that didn’t involve a kind of savagery, that kind of life isn’t out there to find any more.

It was good to see Hershel again, as I kind of miss his humanity, but it is short lived as the group is captured by Joe and his group of “claiming” marauders.  Now, it is true that Daryl has been traveling with them, but Rick killed a member of their group and that means he has to pay the price.  The harsh reality is that Daryl must also pay a price for standing up for Rick, and that price is “all the way.”  Joe makes it clear that he will be extracting way more than a pound of flesh from Rick’s family.  He intends to beat Daryl to death, Shot Rick in the head, Rape Mishonne, and then make Carl squeal like a pig.  None of which really appeal to Rick, but the large gentleman holding Carl down seems okay with it.

Rick is above all things resourceful this week, using his biting skills he kills Joe in a fit of savage glory.  I honestly don’t think they could have done that any better, unless of course you added a shot of an “Adam’s Apple” hanging from Rick’s mouth while he holds a beating heart in his closing fist.  Blegh!  Still this is huge as we know now; Rick cannot go back to being the peaceful farmer of days gone by.  It’s almost sad how it seems to almost crush him, and yet there is a look in his eye the next morning of quiet acceptance. 

As the reformed group heads for Terminus there is a feeling of uneasiness that hangs over them like a storm rolling in, a thick grey feeling of change in identity.  Mishonne takes the motherly approach to try to keep Carl and Rick together, but Carl is still afraid of who he might be.  It’s a terrifying thing to realize you may have stronger demons than you feared.

At Terminus, the group decides to come in through the back, but to first prep the surrounding area’s with artillery.  A great plan if Terminus was what we hoped it would be, and at first it seemed like it just might be.  However, the grill is going strong and the meat is a little too plentiful, which kept my mind from being able to relax.  Seriously, I got a headache from trying to focus on all the minor details that screamed evil place.  Rick must have been too, because right away he picked up on the riot gear and Hershel’s watch which caused him to snap and attempt an escape.

Terminus is not the sanctuary it appears to be, and the response was to heard the group with a hail of bullets through the train station.  Bonus points if you saw the collection of stripped carcasses.  The first room is a creepy collection of candles that screams unholy ritual and the words “We first, We Always” or something equally as ominous.  See I’m so right; see these people are nutty freaking cannibals!  I kept looking for the Kuru shakes, I mean technically these people should have them for days as well as bad balance and a wealth of other issues.

For now our heroes have been stored in an empty train car to await their fate.  It is Rick that takes the cake for lines this season, as he completely dusts off his farmer persona.  “they are going to feel pretty stupid when they figure it out.”  Figure what out?  “That they screwed with the wrong people.”    

Shut it mullet: A Walking Dead Review

As we return to zombie ridden Georgia this week on The Walking Dead we catch up with the glory that is Eugene’s sweet, sweet mullet. Oh yeah, and Glenn, Tara, Rosita, and Abraham are there too. They, like everyone else have decided to head for Terminus and the hope that they may find family and friends along the tracks. These feelings are of course solidified by the perverbial carrot that Maggie dangles out on the road signs. Abraham isn’t buying it and continuously repeats his mission of taking Eugene to Washington to save the world. The way I see it, the only way Eugene is going to save the world is by shaving off the worlds last party in the back.

While I’m on the subject of my least favorite scientist, what is with this guy? Seriously, he claims that he can save the world but, it seems like all he really wants to do is look at Rosita’s “hypnotic tits” and talk video games and zombie dinosaurs with Tara… Oh my god he’s every annoying fan boy from comic con! Between you and me I don’t really think that someone whose catch phrase is “Trust me, I’m smarter than you,” deserves my trust or is actually smarter than me. I honestly believe that he is a geek that has clung on to Abraham to help get him through the conditions that on his own, he is clearly ignorant of how to survive. Still Abraham believes and as long as he does he will fallow Eugene, at least until they find a car right?

Zombie kill of the week: I have to say that this episode was one of the most awesome Zombie kills since the Shane double tap of season 2. Essentially, one of the walkers has a “trust fall” moment that goes horribly wrong from a train over pass. He decides, sure zombies can fly and lands in the worst splat noise I’ve heard form this show in a long while. All I could think of “It’s raining men.”

Taking a break from goobers walking along the tracks we segway to douches sleeping in the woods as we catch up with Daryl and the pack of wandering ruffians. This included my second favorite effect of the show, a walker who rubs his face across a strand of barbed wire. For special effects geeks like myself watching the wire tare through his check was awesome. What isn’t awesome? Try the rule of “claim,” according to Joe all you have to do is yell claim before any other man. Claim applies to everything from a rabbit to a woman. Disgusted yet? So apparently these supposed rules come with very strict consequences based on the offense and situation, as Daryl quickly finds out with the help of a little weasle named Len.

Len is one of these assholes that go around calling claim on every little thing, you know like your annoying cousin that calls shotgun the moment you get up to go somewhere. These are the kind of guys that feel like they can pick on anyone new, and with Daryl provides an object of obsession for his outright doucheyness. Len wants to beat Daryl to a pulp, and in his determination attempts to set him up with a stolen rabbit head but, as we have all learned again and again, you never mess with Daryl and Len learns exactly what that means.

Back on the tracks the small team comes upon a tunnel and it’s clear that this is the gateway to dark damp walker hell. Abraham has no intention of walking the worlds savior through hell and decides that it is here where the group will part ways, having Abraham and his crew head to Washing ton as Glenn and Tara plan to enter the mouth of walker hell. Walker hell is just what they find as some where in the last few days a large portion of the ceiling has caved in and the rubble is speckled with embedded zombies. Glenn begins his search for either bodies or a Maggie Zombie and finds neither but does manage to find a way into the roof as a chance of getting over the rubble. The albatross in this scenario is Tara who gets caught in a crevasse of the wall. Theres always something isn’t there?

The end of the episode brought reunions, discovery and revelations of a new location for a few of our friends. The long awaited reunion of Glenn and Maggie is added by Abraham and crew, not that I saw too much… My cheers pissed of my dog. Nothing like a frenchie that hates a round of applause. In a tender moment Maggie burns the picture Glenn kept of her and tells him that he will never need one again. I’ll take this as the couple resolving to never leave each other again.

Meanwhile back on the road Daryl learns about Terminus and Joe explains they are heading that way after Rick and his family for attacking one of their men. Relieved that they may still be alive, Daryl attempts to swallow it down and use the group to get to Terminus to find his “people.”

So, what is this Terminus? Well when the first wave arrives they come upon unlocked gates and sign of peace amongst gardens of flowers and vegetables. It’s beautiful in comparison to the tunnel but still, something is very quiet and off about this settlement. They find a woman grilling huge slabs of meat and with an eerie smile she welcomes them and offers to “make them a plate.”

What do I think this place is? Well my theory runs along the line that this is some kind of doomsday cult that offers a “end of the line,” which is what Terminus means, in the form of last rights. Im thinking cannibals or human sacrifice, either way if it were me… I’m not stopping.

Just look at the flowers: A walking dead review

This week on The Walking dead we take a look into the mind and heart of sickness and compassion. Still on the train tracks, heading fast to sanctuary we regroup with Carol and Tyrese as they try to keep their three small girls safe. Tyrese is still injured and it has fallen on Carol to keep pushing the group forward while trying to heal her male counter part. Carol has come a long way from the mousey beaten woman that she used to be, she has long grown into her hardened heart since her daughter was taken from her and it is in this episode she explains to Mica how that really happens.

It’s no secret the Lizzie and Mica have a hard time seeing and reacting to the walkers. Lizzie sees misunderstood and “different” people. Mica, on the other hand sees the walkers for what they are, however Mica can not seem to kill and it’s not just walkers. I really loved this combination, to me it was something I could see happening to protected small children in a Zombie world. To grasp that these once people, now want to kill and rip you apart is too much to grasp for most adults let alone children. A child’s mind is a delicate frame and it is easily shaken, if not altogether demolished.

After it is discovered that Lizzie is trying to befriend and, even worse feed the walkers it is put together that she was the one that had been cutting up animals in the jail as a form of entertainment. Her delicate mind is on the verge of a total collapse and it takes a burned walker attack to push her over the edge. Believing that her brush with death has inspired enough fear in her to stay away the adults in the party leave the trio of girls behind as they go to hunt dear. What they return to is every parents nightmare. To show them that walkers are people, Lizzie has killed Mica and demands that they wait till she turns so they can hear the walkers and see them the way Lizzie does.

So what do you do? Obviously Lizzie is sick, and at this point she is too far gone to be saved. The bigger thing to me is that her sickness has truly killed the compassion in the group. Mica didn’t have a mean bone in her body, and in that she didn’t stand a chance against Lizzie’s darkness. The hardest part is now on Carol’s shoulders, as she must carry out what is good for both Lizzie and for the world she may encounter. Carol decides that the best thing is to carry out a scene very reminiscent of Of Mice and Men. Telling her to look at the flower, Carol has to do what I could never do, even if it is what’s right for a very disturbed little girl.

Through this grief Carol finally finds the courage to confess to Tyrese that it was her that killed his girlfriend and David. Even going so far as to offer a gun for his judgment, Carol explains that we all have to do what we feel needs to be done to protect the rest of the world. Tyrese explains that he can not forget, but he does forgive Carol for trying to protect everyone. He knows that they can not stay in the cabin which has become an illusion of safety and that they must try to get to the sanctuary, although it’s his worst fear, he must get backto being around people. He must begin again and move past this sadness and loss.

It was a beautifully haunting and altogether shattering episode as we see the spiral down to the bottom and from that cold and dark place, a new foot hold grows.

To the Sanctuary: A Walking Dead Review

Well walker fans, it’s that time again as we check in with this week’s instalment of The Walking Dead entitled “Alone.”  We all remember last week’s awkward moments between Daryl and Beth.  Just about everyone I know was demanding a sex scene, except me who was looking for way more walker blood from an episode devoted to Daryl.  This leads me to believe one fact, Beth is a total buzz kill.  Still, looking back on the preview of this week on last week’s episode, I am a little let down.

Now, last week we were promised so really creepy and exciting images, so when you open with Bob the ex-medic just tromping through the back woods of Georgia looking sad and empty I have to say I was a little confused.  Bob, who has disclosed a drinking problem, caused his share of shit for everyone around him and a lack of real useful inclination to be useful has earned him moment of “how I got here.”  This shell of Bob stumbles upon a less battle scared version of Daryl and Glenn, yeah remember when Glenn didn’t look like death a degree warmer?  Me too.  Bob reveals he’s bad luck; he’s already lost two groups.  Daryl isn’t fazed or too impressed with Bob; still he asks him the questions, “how many walkers?” and “how many humans?”  Bob’s answers impressed me; of course he had lost count of the walkers but the humans: “only one.”  When asked why he did it, I felt an actual bit of respect for Bob, “Because she asked me to…”  Bam right there, in that sentence Bob was the man, if it weren’t for the next exchange that elevated him to rock star status.  Daryl asks if Bob has any questions for them.  Bob explains that to him, it doesn’t matter, doesn’t matter who they are or where the camp is, and I think I understand why.  After being with two groups and losing them all over again, a new group is just the same story on repeat.  See the man is stone cold bad ass.  I take back half the mean stuff I said.

Fast forward to the present-ish, Bob, Sasha and Maggie are battling Zombies in the fog.  Now when I say fog, I mean shit so thick that you couldn’t see how many fingers you were holding up if they weren’t right in front of your face.  Bob is almost taken out in the wave of walkers but is saved by a thick gauze bandage, still there’s a huge problem, the trio is down to 6 bullets.

Back to Daryl and Beth, we’ve come upon Daryl attempting to give a tracking lesson and the atmosphere is thick with awkward.  It feels more like an outing that adventurous couples do.  Ya know, “hey babe why don’t we go spend some time together and you can teach me something…”  Until they find the walker they were tracking, and in an attempt to creep up on it Beth steps on, I want to say some kind of animal trap, whatever it is she’s injured.  Daryl, once again has got to clean up the mess and take care of Beth.  I’m starting to believe that she’s supposed to be this forever damsel in distress… I liked her better when she was just a juke box.  I have to believe many women feel this way this week, as it is Beth who gets a piggy back ride from Daryl through a cemetery.  Now, choice of venue might not be the best, you cannot tell me that Norman Reedus giving you a piggy back ride isn’t a fantasy.  The fun ride is short lived as the two stop to remember Hershel a grave marked “beloved father.”    It’s a sweet scene and you see the humanity in it, but it can be convoluted if you don’t know what’s going on.

Back in the fog, Maggie is still determined to go out and find Glenn and has found a supporter in Bob, who is torn between believing in Maggie’s cause and his feelings for Sasha.  I have to say, Sasha’s idea to build a new camp, would probably be right up my alley if it weren’t for finding the sign advertising a “sanctuary.”  Sasha warns that it seems way too good to be true.  Now, I’m with Sasha’s paranoia but, when everywhere is danger, paranoia is hesitation and that is certain death.  Bob agrees with Maggie that trying to find this place, that’s probably the only shot they have left and with a 2 to 1 vote they all head to the sanctuary.

Daryl and Beth have secured themselves in a funeral home and there appears to be signs of life, everything seems neat including freshly prepared cadavers, creepy!  Beth decides that the cadavers aren’t disgusting or weird but, beautiful.  Beth, stop looking for signs of humanity in the crazy.  A search of the house reveals stacks of food in the cupboard without a speck of dust; this is obviously someone’s strong hold.  Now they have to decide if they are going to stay and wait or not.  While they wait, the musical styling’s of Beth on the piano while Daryl takes a nap in a coffin, and I cringe a tiny bit.  Till they pull the shot out and all over again my heart breaks, there is something terrible and sad and hauntingly beautiful all at the same time to this image.

Bob and Sasha have a debate about the plan to go to the sanctuary; Sasha pleads him to rethink the idea of creating a strong hold.  Bob seems firm in the idea that they are going through with the plan, but it doesn’t stop Maggie from over hearing the plea and coming up with a plan to head out on her own in search of Glenn.  Bob isn’t going to let her go it alone and tries to make Sasha come with him.  The last thing he wants for any of them is to be alone.

Maggie is hot on the trail and decides that just in case Glenn doesn’t get long distance brainwave, decides to write out a message in walker blood.  Also a good way for Bob to catch up to her, thank goodness for bloody bread crumbs right?

Daryl and Beth are still playing house, and it’s reading like newlyweds till they are rang to the door by a mangy looking dog.  I’m sorry I could not be that calm in that kind of place, this is all reading to me like a freaking death trap.  I think this is a kind of hunting ground.  Like someone is watching.  How do you not see that?!

Sasha’s still bitching away in the forest and trying to get Bob to stop with her, in any other universe it could be one of those, “baby don’t leave me” movies.  Bob explains that he’s not going to let Maggie do this search alone, that they have to keep moving because, maybe there is a chance at hope.  Bob goes so far as to call Sasha out on her fear of not wanting to know what became of Tyrese, and I have to wonder what the hell is going on with them and the post-apocalyptic cleavers anyway?  I guess it was too much for one episode… Anyway, Bob might want to step that back, calling a woman out can be strenuous for your health man. 

Back at the white trash brunch of PB&J, soda and pickled pigs feet, Daryl and Beth start to discuss how there just may be good people left in the world and are giving some serious thought to staying for the owners of the strong hold.  The moment gets really intense emotionally when walkers start pouring into the house.  Daryl is left to fight through an entire room of walkers only to find Beth thrown in a car and the car speed off into the night, so what does our tracker do?  Run after it of course.  Too bad the car loses its tracks on pavement and he crumples to the ground at a cross road.

Still on a mission, Sasha has found a building that she thinks could make a good strong hold for her and Bob.  Bob, isn’t stopping, he won’t stop till he finds Maggie and another group.  He’s no longer afraid.  In a passionate moment he kisses Sasha, hoping this will make her see that she doesn’t want to be alone either.  Sasha is still ruled by fear as she enters the building, it looks like a part of her is aching with the silence, until she looks out a window to see Maggie.

Maggie apparently can read Sasha’s mind or something, cause after an epic battle scene (Maggie uses a traffic sign as an axe, how awesome is that?!) she explains she’s been waiting for them.  She knows that it’s asking a lot but she needs Sasha and Bob to help her, and deep down she knows they need her too.  This finally gets through to Sasha, really?  Bob’s emotional plea gets a whole lot of nothing but Maggie says please and it’s fine.

Still a pile at the cross a road, Daryl is surrounded by a pack of ruffians and knocks the leader, Joe square on his ass.  Now, who are these ruffians?  Remember the invaders from the house Rick was recovering in?  Yep same assholes, including “dibs” guy, and they are certainly a bunch of rowdy mother truckers.  I’m sorry these guys are a horrible cliché, still outnumbered and without sufficient ammunition, Daryl makes a kind of deal with the devil.

In the fleeting end of the episode, the trio of Bob, Sasha, and Maggie are reunited and are heading on the tracks to the sanctuary and in the last shot, so is Glenn.  

Gotta catch up to the walkers! A two week review of the walking dead

So there has been a laps in my coverage of The Walking Dead, for that I’m sorry but in my defense it hasn’t truly been all that exciting and I’ve been buried under paperwork.  So picking up where we left off, we roll with the punches. 

Speaking of rolling with the punches, I have to say Beth is taking all of this incredibly well as she narrates an opening with pages of her diary.   Now those hope flooded pages are kindling as she tromps through the Georgia swamp land with my future husband, Daryl.  Always good to see my “Cajon washed ex-skin head.”  To be honest though, the pair together makes me uncomfortable.  She just looks like a younger version of Andria and that didn’t end well.

The twosome track the other prison survivors to find that there have been walkers along the same path and are attacked by a group of flesh eating monsters.  This gives Daryl very little hope and he makes a very hurtful remark about Hershel’s faith and how it did little to save him from the Governor.  Even I had to call too soon on that one.  After they come upon what they assume to be the last bodies of the prison survivors, Beth seems to lose her “faith” all together.

In the true spirit of the series however, AMC takes us back in time to give us the play by play of what really went down.  We find that Judith is alive!  Way to go baby ass kicker!  She is being cared for by the pair of sisters that had previously been entrusted to Carol who are now traveling with Tyrese.  To say that he is out of his element, well that is an understatement and with the added stress of a zombie dinner bell I’m sure right now he is wondering how he got roped into this.  The elder sister at this point is most likely a sociopath, so far she is killing bunnies, making cryptic comments and after being entrusted with baby Judith as Tyrese rushes in the direction of screams tries a “mercy killing.”  Yeah I don’t need her number for babysitting, thanks.

Thankfully, baby Judith is saved by Carol who has apparently been wondering the wilderness of Atlanta.  Way to go Carol.  With the last breath of a dying man the new family is given directions to follow the tracks to a new built sanctuary.  Hey, what the heck?! Did we learn nothing from the Woodberry disaster?  I mean honestly?  There are no safe places any more people. 

Maggie, Sasha, and the drunken medic seemed to have made a small little pack.  Maggie of course wants to find Glenn; instead she finds what remains of the bus.  A den of walkers.  Still she needs to find confirmation so they agree to let the walkers out of the bus.  Setting up a head shot gauntlet the three begin to take out the passengers one by one.  In the spray of congealed blood paste and intense knife blows, however she cannot seem to find Glenn among the brain munchers.  The reason she can’t find her hubby?  He’s still at the prison.  Seriously people keep track of your shit.

That’s right; Glenn has all the luck as he awakes from a black out safe on a parapet above a gaggle of face eaters.  That is one tough pizza delivery man damn it.  Looking out on the colossal cluster-fuck the prison has become, what does he do? Calls for Maggie.  Really?!  Sure she has been fighting through an over run prison just to wait on you to come around…  Sure…  Make sure to stop into your old cell and cry over a picture of her.  That is totally going to help you out.

Some good comes out of Glenn’s exploration; he finds armor in the riot room and decides he is getting out.  Wait didn’t they try this approach when they needed to clear the prison?  Well either way it gets him through and who do we find sitting in a gated area just staring into the middle distance?  The lesbian sister of the governor’s last lover, awesome.  Two of the wishiest washy characters in the whole damn show are going to team up and find the remaining survivors, well if there are any.  Mind you, Glenn is still recouping from his illness, and there is no cure for her lameness so I’m seeing good things aren’t you?  Well that is until the walkers attack.  Glenn passes out from exhaustion, again… and that leaves Miss Billy Badass to fight them off.  Surprisingly, she can handle herself around a pack of walkers and puts on quiet the display of zombie killing fortitude.  You do your thing girl!  Now all we need is a new character to really drive home this episode… oh wait here comes a military vehicle to introduce Sargent Abraham Ford.  Yeah, not amused.

So, after that episode I really had no feeling one way or the other about any of the characters, everyone seems to be looking for each other and in the back of their minds already resigned that their loved ones are dead.  If the last part of this season is going to be everyone chasing their tales looking for everyone else then color me pissed off and I hope the walkers eat everyone.  Yes, I carried that thought inside me for a week solid and then this little beauty dropped on the screen…

The next week of the walking dead opened with our new character acting all macho man on a set of three walkers.  This guy is most definitely ex-military in all senses of the word.  I do believe that this man would have definitely been a lifer.  So what does “Billy Badass” do?  Start making little flirty quips… I thought she liked a softer touch… okay okay we are out of here.

Let’s check in on the inter-racial post-apocalyptic version of leave it to beaver.  Rick is still frail from his ordeal and it has fallen on Carl and Michonne to try to keep all three of them alive.  How better to do that than by having a breakfast moment that includes fashion advice, revelations about soy milk and a slip about Judith that leads to a quick exit by Carl.  See it’s life as if the walkers never happened right?!  Yeah, I didn’t think so either.

Well walkers or no there is a ton of tender moments between Rich and Michonne as they come to an understanding that they will travel together and try to keep each other going for Carl’s sake.  How do you solidify that bond?  Take the little psycho on a food round up trip and leave the gimp at home.  Rich’s only slipped into several comas since leaving the prison and is still weak from his injuries… what could possibly go wrong?

So now our trio is a duet on a raiding party.  We all say how stingy Carl was with pudding, what is it that Michonne goes after?  Easy cheese!  All joking aside Michonne uses this time to get closer to Carol by telling him about her lost child, Andre Anthony.  This set’s Carl off in a whirl of questions about who Michonne used to be.  And the game of one room, one answer begins.

Back at the house Rick is awaken by the sound of boisterous intruders who obviously have some very devious plans.  Hurray for nefarious marauders!  Well sheriff, where do you hide?  What do you do?  Quickly grab all your shit and dive under the bed.  Congratulations you are officially a 5 year old girl!

Michonne seems to toy with Carl’s interest until he hits the nail on the head about how long ago she lost him.  Yet another touching moment, before they kick the door in on the next room.  That room was by far the scariest I have seen on this show.  Not because of walkers or gore but because it obviously belonged to a small child.  Its pink nursery style walls set me so far off, off wasn’t an option anymore.  Nothing could make the bodies in there blink away for a few moments; here was a family that just wanted to “go out” together.

Now back to Rick’s post under the bed, these faceless invaders are ruthless with each other.  They seem to have no problem killing off their own if it means another can of food or a comfy bed to sleep on.  Rick can only helplessly listen as two men argue over the bed he is pinned under.  When the argument becomes physical he can only hope no one falls to the ground and he is practically holding his breath as the battle rages on.  Thankfully even though he is seen his observer is quickly subdued by a choke hold and that puts the kibosh on any tattling… for now.

Back in the military vehicle, Glenn has been roused from sleep to find his “new friends” have driven him miles and miles from where he wanted to be and demands to be set free.  This is not what Abraham has in mind, nor is he going to just let Glenn get out.  He explains that he is a soldier and that he intends to keep the twosome on his mission.  Glenn has no real interest until Ford introduces Eugene (with a sweet mullet) who is a scientist that knows what happened to cause the walker.  Personally, I think its crap.  I mean really, if you knew anything wouldn’t you say something?

Apparently Glenn isn’t stunned with his response either because he announces that even though Eugene could possibly shed some light on everything and fix the world, Maggie is way more important.  I’m going with maybe, just maybe he knows it’s crap too… just a thought.  Abraham is apparently not used to no and decides that out in the open, totally exposed is a great place to lay a smack down on the ex-pizza delivery guy…  What is attracted to screams and trashy noises?  Oh yeah, walkers.  Not just any walkers guys, these here be corn field zombies.  Yet as undead Jethro looms in the distance, Abraham is not ready to give up his unjustified beat down.  With a tribe of walkers closing in it is up to Eugene to completely fuck up the mission by unloading a hail of bullets into the car and surrounding zombies.  A maneuver he accredits to “a fully amped up state and an ignorance of rapid firing weapons”   in other words being a gun touting asshole.  Still he can see that Glenn know what he is doing and Eugene directs Abraham to go with them claiming Abraham has to trust Eugene because he is “smarter.”  I am really getting the feeling this guy is full of it!

Back at the house Rick is read to make a break for it from under his creaking prison of bed frame.  And with all the stealth of a lame mongoose he sinks into an occupied bathroom.  Now I’m sure when he decided he needed to take a crap, that Rick was the last thing he expected, but with the vicious gang finding Michonne’s clothing he has no choice but to put him down.  I would like to now point out, there was someone calling dibs on Michonne.  At first I was disgusted but then I started to think about it, I’m pretty sure she would kill you, dead, with like a stick or something.  Either way Rick has decided that he’s getting out of the house via bathroom window like a 15 year old girl on a school night.  Now naturally to ramp up more tension the leader of the bandits has to come outside as Rick hides next to the porch and contemplates how he is going to get out of there when he see his “family” coming up the road.  Thankfully, someone in the house freaks out and starts shooting giving them all a clear shot at getting away.  Somehow it all ends up on the tracks again and the trio decides to follow them to the “safe place.”

Abraham, still on the trail, begins trying to appeal to “Billy Badass” to get Glenn to turn around.  This is obviously not working and she basically tells him, look you are a liar.  She points out that he isn’t in it to save the world.  That the world cannot be saved, but at least she isn’t a liar.

Honestly I now more interested in mullet man’s true intentions because, I don’t think he really knows anything at all and that’s the truth.  Thanks walking dead, you dangle a mediocre plot line out there and now I have to see what the hell happens…