Previously on The Walking Dead: World Beyond.
I've been thinking about what to do with Silas.
Tell me your name.
-Silas. What's yours? -Dennis.
Jennifer Mallick is my daughter. She's returned home.
Lyla gave you a tour. What did you think?
I thought there'd be more guards and attack dogs.
You saw me as someone worth saving. That's why I came back.
-Hello? -How the hell did you find me?
-Hello? Felix? -Elton? Is that you?
I found Percy, but he's hurt.
She's the one that shot me.
Let's begin.
We can still find him.
Huh?
I don't think losing Silas's stuff was any kind of omen or anything.
Who said it was an omen?
We either ditched the bag or we were empty chow.
If anything, it worked out, because we found Teresa out of the blue.
Teresa?
She seems like a Teresa.
Yeah.
Somebody else's loss is our Teresa.
The point is, we're gaining ground now,
so we can catch up to the others provided--
Provided what?
That we find 'em alive, or we find 'em at all?
Look, I'm just saying, after what Huck did,
odds aren't good.
That's all. Teresa or no Teresa.
Hey, hold on.
Whoa…
When was the last time we ate?
This place?
It's safe.
So we just have to go along with it?
I don't know.
It was your mom's idea, wasn't it?
To send you off and not tell me.
After what you did…
What I did, to try and fix it…
It's what I had to do to get past it.
It or me?
Dennis, people got hurt.
There had to be consequences.
You think I haven't been paying for what happened?
Getting pulled from active duty, working decontamination…
It's not for me to decide.
It is.
'Cause it's not my job I'm trying to get back.
So, uh, a lot's changed around here.
A lot's changed with you.
Hell of a souvenir you brought back.
Occupational hazard.
How's the outpost been? Good crew?
They're shaping up.
Got sent this new one. Big guy, quiet.
Heard they picked him up out on a resource run.
Well, he's in good hands.
Listen, I'm coming back later to drop off an M998.
Maybe we can have dinner?
Just think about it?
Yeah, I'll think about it.
Alright, no sign of guns.
Weapons look homemade.
Metal sheets are a question mark, but I only see two sets of tracks.
Means they're alone.
And that Dakota firepit means they camped here overnight.
Which means they're pretty far from home.
Well, how do you know they have a home?
Those turnips.
They're all the same shape and size. Harvested.
Hm.
Conning these two out of all their food should be cake.
What? Wait, hey.
Whoa, whoa, what? What? Why? We don't need to do that.
They have what we need.
But we don't need all their food.
We're looking for people that could be anywhere. We need all we can get.
We should just ask them what they can spare.
They seem like good people.
So did Huck.
Turned out she was only good at shooting people.
Look.
I've been out here a long time.
World does shit to people. Even the good ones.
Hey, not always.
Not us. Okay? Wait here.
Hi! Uh…
Hey there. I mean no harm, uh…
-I come in peace. -Don't move.
Keep your hands high.
You alone?
I have a traveling companion, Percy.
He's a good guy. He, uh, hung back.
He's clean.
I'll go find that friend.
-What are you doing out here? -I was looking for my compatriots.
They headed east, looking for their father, but may have found trouble.
So you two are gonna save them all by yourselves?
Uh, if we find them.
We've been travelling for a while, and we just came across your camp.
I know avoiding people out here is usually a smart move but, um,
it's been days since we've eaten.
And, um, I know this is a bad idea,
my brain and my friend both reject it,
but um, looks like my stomach's calling the shots,
and my heart is in line with my stomach, so--
What the hell are you talking about?
Y-You look like good people.
Or, you feel like good people.
Couldn't find anyone else.
Huh. Well, I mean, he was out there--
-So what do you want? -Says he just wants food.
If it's not a bother.
Knock yourself out.
I'm Asha. This is my brother, Dev.
So, you got a name?
My name is, uh… Percy.
-Per… Uh, no. -Percy? But you said--
No, sorry, I meant, um… Uh… Shoot.
Hey.
-Hey, sorry. -Drop it!
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, okay.
Sorry, sorry. This is, uh, just a, a big…
So what, you're a couple of con men?
What? W-What is she talking about, con men? No!
Technically, he is. Uh, was. He was.
Um, no, we're not here-- He wasn't trying to--
He was trying to-- I'm sorry.
Holy shit, they were turnips!
Staff Sergeant Mallick.
The board has reviewed your two-year covert op
inside Omaha and its Campus Colony.
Despite some skepticism
regarding the means by which you chose to deliver the asset,
you did so successfully, and with minimal expenditure.
Most notably, your work in Omaha,
some of which has been redacted in our report,
has earned you full clemency
and a letter of commendation from Major General Beale himself.
You've furthered the priorities of the CRM.
Congratulations, Staff Sergeant.
You're cleared to resume active duty here at the complex.
Hey!
Leo, hey. I've been meaning to talk to you.
I need to talk to you.
About Iris and Felix. They weren't where you said they'd be.
Look, I'm sorry. But the Lieutenant Colonel has teams out searching--
You mean your mother? I was told she's not even looking.
She's off in the Civic Republic on business.
I think your mother's lying. I think you're lying.
Did you manipulate Hope into lying too?
Was brainwashing how you got her here?
Hope's alive because of what I did.
She's here.
And Iris and Felix will be too.
-I promise-- -They trusted you.
They were innocents, and what you did to them, what you took from them…
They'll never get that back.
That's what you did.
So I don't give a damn about how you justify your lies,
or who your mother is, or what name you give yourself.
You find my daughter.
Watch out.
We wait for 'em to pass. We circle back to the horse.
You got more behind you.
Screw waiting. Go.
Anaerobic bacteria dominate within the body post-mortem,
resulting in the degradation of fatty acids.
Hydrogenation, along with autolysis and putrefaction,
results in the destruction of soft tissue, as seen here.
Go ahead, make faces.
Just be glad you're in here studying decay,
and not out there living in it.
Fun fact:
one of these images is also my screensaver,
but I'm not saying which one.
Given all of this,
the decelerated decomposition rate of a corpse…
Hope Bennett.
This is the one day of the week
when we apply the science you're learning to the world,
but perhaps there's another aspect of decomposition
you'd be more interested in?
Uh, sorry, Dr. Ellis. I'm, I'm good.
You sure? Because if I'm boring you…
If you're asking, I wouldn't mind hitting the fermentation angle,
which is the putrefaction of organic compounds, right?
When yeast is kept in an anaerobic environment,
the glycolysis process releases ethanol,
turns sugar to acids, gases, or alcohol,
and prevents the growth of harmful microorganisms, or whatever.
I was thinking that if fermentation can make an awesome bottle of vodka,
then there has to be more good that can come out of it.
You know, why focus on the negative, when there's also some positives?
She makes a great point.
Although, technically,
uh, in yeast fermentation, the pyruvate produced through glycolysis
releases carbon dioxide before ethanol.
Obviously. It produces a two-carbon compound.
-Acetaldehyde. -Which is reduced by NADH to ethanol.
Well, one molecule of ethanol and two molecules of CO2.
No, it's two molecules of ethanol.
Actually, I--
Actually, Mason,
Ms. Bennett's right.
And unless you'd like to offer
your own unique analysis of anaerobic decay,
let's pause the debate, shall we?
Your father's been researching fungi as a means of accelerating decay.
If he hasn't already looked into yeast,
maybe the two of you should put your heads together.
It's divergent thinking like yours that makes this place what it is.
Hey, Hope. Um…
Are you, are you busy later?
Why?
You want to debate my plans, too?
Deserved. Um…
No, I just, I got word we were getting the rest of the day off,
in honor of Omaha.
A few of us are gonna get together later, take our minds off things.
Thought maybe you'd want to join?
Look, you guys seem like a real fun bunch, but, um…
I think I'm gonna stay in and study.
1:30, sub-basement directly under lab H,
in case you change your mind.
Whoa!
-You good? -Yeah.
Look, they're gonna be on us soon. We got to, uh…
What?
Take it!
Come on. It's safe just past the--
Look out!
Thank you. Whoa!
-Do it! -What? Do what?
-Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa! -No, no, no!
-Hey. Hey! -Stop, stop, stop!
Hey! You got bit. It's how you live.
-Do it! -No, no, no, I--
Kids can wear 'em, kids can't tear 'em!
The tufted cord and durable stitch make it bite-proof. I'm not bit.
Look.
It's like…
cloth armor.
Yeah.
Industrial corduroy.
What?
What, w-why is she looking at me like that?
Hey, be glad she didn't like your underwear.
I'd never considered Saccharomyces cerevisiae.
Or anything from the Brettanomyces lambicus strain. You just…
came up with this, out of the blue.
Yep.
Out of the blue.
Never thought about brewing yeast in my life.
-I know what you're doing. -Dad.
I'm not gonna try and make alcohol here.
Even if I did, the kids would just use it to sanitize stuff.
Trying to keep me distracted.
From…
all of it.
It's like you said.
There's nothing we can do, right?
So, all we can do is just wait, and trust…
that they're okay.
You know, who knows?
They could be way closer than we think.
You know something.
You know something, and you're not telling me.
-I talked to Huck. -Wait, what, what did she say?
-Nothing. -Well, who else are you talking to?
Is she threatening you?
Did she do something to Iris and Felix?
Dad, can you just trust me?! Please?
Can you do that for me, that one thing for me, please?
Of course I trust you.
It was really hard out there.
Okay? And it's really hard in here.
I don't know, I…
I guess I just wanted this to be a distraction,
for me too.
I know.
You didn't ask for this.
None of us did.
I just…
I wish I could give you a distraction from the distraction.
To those who were fighting to survive in this world, we remember them.
To our sister city, Omaha.
-Hear, hear. -To Omaha.
What happened to studying?
Didn't seem fair that I should have to study for the future alone, so…
-Hm. -Yeah.
Welcome to The Bunker.
Normally we're more of a "fun bunch," but…
Can I show you around?
Hey.
You want to tell us where you're taking us?
What kind of cult shit was that?
Maybe… Maybe if you hadn't tried to steal from them…
You should have listened.
World's a shitshow.
I told you, you either accept it or you die.
That's just how it is.
Whoa…
Hey!
You got any more of those?
I know I said it before,
but I'm really sorry about what happened to your home.
Yeah. Uh, so, did you get this stuff from the Civic Republic?
Just the parts.
Some of it actually came from Portland.
Just like some of us.
Built everything ourselves.
Ian, you want to give Hope the rundown?
Uh, yes.
I constructed the frame,
and calculated the distance between the holes on the game board by hand,
because we don't have a CNC machine,
and then I scavenged some PVC pipe for the air conduit,
and I used a vac tube for the fan.
There's a lot more to it, but I've been talking a lot.
Thanks, Ian.
So, what is your claim to fame?
Ooh…
Last month,
in computer engineering class, Professor Verschuren helped me build
a master control panel for all the labs.
But I kinda co-opted it to install the sound system.
You won't tell your dad, right?
No promises.
-How long have you been here? -Uh, about three years now.
Yeah.
Yeah, I did well on a bunch of tests, and uh, ended up here.
I'm from the CR.
And that's about all I can say about it.
That's all anyone from there can say about it.
'Cause they tell you not to say anything,
or 'cause you believe in what they're doing?
Hm…
Little bit of both, I guess.
And you're okay with being away from your family for, like, ever?
Mm, not ever.
All of us from the CR get to go home for two weeks every year.
-Wow… -Yeah!
Ah. In all honesty though,
getting to learn from people like your dad and Dr. Ellis,
it's a real honor.
And I like it here, so…
The soldiers? You like them too?
My dad wanted me to go the military route.
It wasn't for me.
So I just focus on the science.
Stuff we're learning here is gonna unlock the future.
People from Portland don't know the next time they get to go home.
It's not perfect.
But, I think I recall someone saying,
"Why focus on the negative, when there's so much positive?"
Ooh. You down to play a game?
Are you sure?
I won't go easy on you.
I didn't think you would.
You should probably catch up.
Elton. Percy.
We're here.
Wait, I-I never told you my na…
I still don't understand.
-I… I thought you were-- -Yeah.
I, uh… I thought I was too.
Is it just you?
Uh, Felix and I found Will.
They're, they're out on patrol right now, helping out.
We found this, while we were looking for our other horse that ran off.
Same horse you happened to find.
What are the odds, huh?
Wait, so you two knew the entire time?
Our mom runs this place.
Iris told her how you all got separated.
We were just gonna bring you here,
but when Percy tried to steal from us,
we decided to have some fun.
You got a real screwed-up way of having fun.
Wait.
Where's Hope?
Okay.
Blindfolded.
Someone hand me a blindfold.
Can't beat that.
'Cause that's what we do. We protect each other.
And we always will.
I need you to take me to Iris and Felix. Now.
It's been days, okay?
I've been doing everything you said. What the hell have you been doing?
-Kid. -You said it yourself.
If the CRM finds them first,
or if your mom figures out what Felix and Iris know…
Did you even check to make sure that they made it?
There's guards, patrols… It isn't as easy as you think.
I don't give a shit.
You're gonna go, and you're gonna take me with you.
You can try and warn Felix and Iris but they're not gonna listen to you.
Felix probably wants to kill you.
You need me to go with you.
Okay? You know I'm right.
We'll go tomorrow.
We'll talk to 'em, and take it from there.
Why not tonight?
Because-- Damn it.
My first patrol shift out there isn't till tomorrow.
It's how we get there unnoticed.
It's just one day.
In one day, a whole city of people got wiped out.
I know you talked to my dad.
Okay? And if they don't come back soon,
he's gonna start stirring shit up.
I want my family back.
I don't understand.
How can our home just be gone?
I think it was the CRM.
They tried to kill Will.
-Why? -I don't know.
I told you, kid. The world's a damn shitshow.
You either accept it or you die.
It was a routine assignment to put up signs.
Instead, you bring back two more strays?
They got split up. We brought them together.
We should get Indira. Lieutenant Colonel Kublek wants them.
Exactly. They're putting the whole community in danger.
You both know full well the agreement we have with the CRM.
They make us live in their shadow, and play by their rules.
We were here first. Screw the agreement.
That's not for you to decide.
I was thinking about the old place on the base.
You reading the paper, me at the stove.
Some of the best days of my life.
I know. I'm a simple guy.
Who definitely overdressed.
No, you look good. Um… I was actually just gonna go change.
Hey, no, you don't have to.
You, um…
You look great.
Hey, what's going on?
That M998 you serviced.
You still got the keys?
Yeah. Why?
I left because of what you did.
Try and come back from it.
And while I was gone, I had to do some things, too.
Some things I hated doing.
But because I left, five people are alive who would have been dead.
Does that mean they're alive because of your mistakes?
Does it mean I should be okay with how things went?
I want to be.
And maybe I will.
But right now, I'm still trying to figure it out.
And I'm sorry, but I can't…
I can't be with you right now.
Dennis, I need you to give me the keys,
and I need you to not ask me why.
Please.
Destination and reason for departure?
Classified business for Lieutenant Colonel Kublek.
Staff Sergeant Mallick.
Corporal Pierce.
After you left, I was transferred here to assume your responsibilities.
I work with the Lieutenant Colonel.
She's an inspiration.
Yes. She is.
Drive safely, Staff Sergeant.
That's Vérité.
The artist who made it died at the start.
Now it's a reminder of everybody we've lost.
That's our truth.
I'm sorry for what you've lost, too.
Your friend Silas.
Your home.
If I'd known, I wouldn't have…
I, uh, hope we're not causing too many problems by being here.
The problems were already here.
My mom founded this place before the world changed.
Then the CRM came in and offered us supplies to help us live.
Making those hazard signs,
keeping people from finding their research place,
that's part of the deal.
We come across anybody, we pretend the whole place is contaminated.
So it was all for show?
The flowers in the empties' eyes…?
Empties?
Do you think they're empty?
We call them vessels.
Some of us think they keep souls stuck between here and the next life.
Killing them helps the soul move on.
Well, what about the flowers?
That's just my little personal touch.
A little beauty in the darkness left behind.
Any other questions?
Can I get my TuffyStitch back?
We'll see.
Are you sure you know what you're doing?
Uh-huh.
This is just till their medic can look it over in the morning.
What?
You seem different.
Um…
I'll need your shirt off to clean the exit wound.
-Uh… -Or, or you could, uh…
-No, no. It's cool. Uh… -…wait for the medic.
Uh-huh. Mm-hm.
I, um…
I never got a chance to thank you, for that night.
Surprising me with…
all the art in the truck, that was…
It wasn't anything.
You cut up your art books.
It was.
Yeah, okay, it was. It was, uh…
It was something.
Wish I could have been there.
You're here now, so…
Yeah.
It's just, uh…
You know, after what Huck did to my uncle, I just, uh…
I know.
They just… keep taking.
My dad, Hope, Silas, if he's even still…
But,
you and Elton, you found us.
It's a second chance.
We just…
We just have to make it count.
Hope? t have to make it count.