Quotes

Always Accountable

[Sherry and Dwight get ready to ride off after stealing Daryl's crossbow and bike]
Sherry: We're sorry.
Daryl Dixon: You're gonna be.

[Abraham opens up to Sasha about the way he feels about the situation of the group and her]
Sgt. Abraham Ford: You see, I know this group and I know Rick. And whatever happened back there is being managed and kicked right up into its own ass one way or another. I know that. We got beers... and air conditioning... and walls. The table is set for the rest of our lives, and I hope those years to be long and fruitful. I see that time before me... and I've been feeling the urge to make some plays... before the great cosmic Pete comes to cut my throat unceremoniously and I gurgle my last breath. Well, things are gonna go on a while before that, and that hadn't occurred to me before. I've been kind of living check-to-check on that point. I like the way you call bullshit, Sasha. I believe I'd like to get to know you a whole lot better.
Sasha Williams: That one of your plays? What makes you think I want that?
Sgt. Abraham Ford: A man can tell.

[Dwight and his group learn that Daryl is not who they thought he was]
Dwight: We knock you in the head, tie you up, threaten to kill you... why the hell did you come back?
Daryl Dixon: [Daryl grunts] Maybe I'm stupid, too.

[Abraham and Sasha talk about being in control]
Sgt. Abraham Ford: You were out of control for a good while there. Just about took my arm off on the road to paradise. You remember that?
Sasha Williams: I do. I'm in control now.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: Me, too.
Sasha Williams: That's why you want to kill that walker? The one down the street? The guys in the car? 'Cause you're in control.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: 'Cause loose ends make my ass itch.

[Daryl asks Dwight the three questions]
Daryl Dixon: How many walkers you killed? Just answer the question.
Dwight: A lot. A couple dozen at least.
Daryl Dixon: How many people you killed?
Dwight: None.
Daryl Dixon: Why?
Dwight: Why haven't I killed anybody? Because if I did, there'd be no going back. There'd be no going back to how things were.
Daryl Dixon: I'm from a place where people are still like they were... more or less, better or worse.

[first lines]
[Daryl, Abraham, and Sasha talk to each other on the walkie-talkies while controlling the walker herd]
Sasha Williams: [on the walkie] All right.
Daryl Dixon: [on the walkie] That's 20?
Sasha Williams: [on the walkie] It will be, 642 is a mile ahead. We gotta put distance between us and them before the turn off.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: [on the walkie] So floor it.
Daryl Dixon: [on the walkie] All right, try to keep up.
Sasha Williams: [Sasha chuckles on the walkie] Daryl, have you looked at this car? Believe me, we want to get back there, too.

[Abraham and Sasha survive the human attack by shooting clips into a car, when Abraham pulls out his knife]
Sasha Williams: Leave it.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: Just gonna give it a last little polish.
Sasha Williams: What the hell do you got to grin about?
Sgt. Abraham Ford: We won, darlin'.

[Abraham and Sasha talk about having choices]
Sgt. Abraham Ford: If I have not gotten my psyche situated straight, it's because the shit's continually been hitting the fan without respite.
Sasha Williams: Oh, there's been respite. There was a party.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: Oh, I remember that. You had the time of your life there.
Sasha Williams: You don't have to throw yourself out of a moving car... to feel like you're calling the ball. That's easy. You jump out of an airplane, you don't have choices after that. Maybe you play some chicken with the ground, but you pull the rip cord, you live. But if you have a roof over your head, you have food, you have walls... you have choices. And without walkers and bullets and shit hitting the fan, you're accountable for them. I mean, hell, you're always accountable. It's just with all that other noise, you know people won't notice.
Sasha Williams: [there's a pause] Stand watch or sleep.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: The former. Straight through the night.

[Daryl talks to Dwight for the first time]
Dwight: Get up. Hey, get up.
Dwight: [Dwight clicks the hammer of the gun] We're moving. Here's the deal. You don't say shit and I don't kill you.
Daryl Dixon: I ain't who you think.
Dwight: [Dwight clicks the hammer of the gun again] Say something else. Go ahead.

[Dwight tells Daryl his group's code while holding a gun on him]
Dwight: You see, we're reasonable people. Everybody's got their code. You feel you gotta kneel, that's fair enough. We don't.

[Abraham returns to Sasha with the rocket launcher]
Sasha Williams: Where did you get that?
Sgt. Abraham Ford: It is the fruit of some off-the-chart stupidity. Some Grade-A, butt steak idiocy.
Sasha Williams: Self-awareness is a beautiful thing.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: Yes, it is.

[Abraham and Sasha take a rest at the offices]
Sgt. Abraham Ford: Can't sleep?
Sasha Williams: What does it look like?
Sgt. Abraham Ford: I just wanted to know if it was a choice. You have no idea how much I want to release that thing from this plane of existence.
Sgt. Abraham Ford: [Abraham sighs, looking over to the walker in the locked room] This our new home? Should we give him a name?

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