- Dr. Eugene Porter: [to Gabriel, fuming] The answer is no! I will never, not on your nelly, be on board with your plan. Your invite is declined. I will not end up like Sasha or you. You both made your choices, what I imagine most will calculate as the right thing, rolled your D20s and came up dead, and seemingly soon to be. I cannot do the same. Now judge me if you choose, but I'm seeing 20 for 20, I'm feeling 10 for 10, and I'm receiving 5 by 5 that staying safe means staying alive, and I'm A-okay with doing whatever it takes to lock that down. So I WILL obey Negan. I will NOT cover for anyone's U-turn on loyalties, and I will damn well make sure that Dr. Carson stays cozy and comfy right here in case I ever require his healing expertise. And I won't feel bad about it. Because I will survive. It's in my biological imperative. It's all I know how to do.
- Father Gabriel Stokes: Sit. You look worse than me.
- Dr. Eugene Porter: Mm. I don't appreciate that, because you look like a potato and shit casserole.
- Rick Grimes: [standing in his underwear] Why the pictures?
- Jadis: To sculpt you. After.
- Rick Grimes: After what?
- [doors slam back shut]