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Nice.
You hungry?
It's cat.
Hello?
Maybe if I ...
If I could, but I can't.
I am impressed!
Damn!
What pack?
He got a gun.
Can't do that.
Or die!
I am now.
- Good.
- You listening to me?
- Yeah.
- Good.
All right,
you wanna do it the hard way.
He's in shock.
But ...
God.
No! No!
- Nice shot!
- Mike! No!
- No!
- We got her.
No, no.
- Please, don't. Please, God, no!
- Stay on the path.
- Stop!
- Hey, guys.
No!
Come on!
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Is it?
Good.
Yes, sir.
- Okay.
- It's American-made.
Oh, yeah.
I got a whole bunch of these.
- Do you?
- Yeah.
- No, no.
- It's good, it's good for the ...
- No, no.
- Works the same way.
Carnegie.
Books?
- Stay.
- No problem.
We did good.
No.
I understand.
Leave that to me and we can be friends.
- That's shampoo.
- Yeah?
Go get slammed.
Everything on me,
as much as you and your boys can stand.
Well, no wonder
they never find anything.
Burn them.
Here.
Smell this.
Who knows?
No.
Outlander?
Let me see.
Right.
Solara!
Thank you.
Fine specimen.
Murderer of innocent
travelers on the road.
Do you?
It's okay.
- All right.
- All right, brother?
Yeah.
Stop!
Please.
Redridge!
Redridge.
Nobody.
I doubt that.
- Do you read?
- Every day.
All right.
Well, good for you. Me, too.
I like that!
Clean water.
Thank you,
Where?
West.
By who?
Word of advice,
Walker. It's not a choice.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
You're welcome.
Good night.
Don't.
Please.
Give me a minute.
I'm Solara.
Right.
No.
- Who?
- Carnegie.
Please?
Knight to bishop four.
Your move.
Excuse me?
Yeah.
- Really?
- Yeah.
All right,
I got another question for you.
Right.
You hungry?
Okay.
Okay?
Sit.
Amen.
Now we eat?
Now we eat.
And ...
Amen.
Stop!
Stop it!
I don't know!
Show me!
Redridge!
Where is he?
It doesn't matter.
Just take these off. Take them off.
- Hey!
- All right. You got it, coming off.
- Thank you.
- Coming off.
All right.
- Say it.
- You made me do it.
none of them.
Now imagine.
I hate it here.
Carnegie knows
about two more springs up north.
Okay.
Goodbye, Solara.
It's nice knowing you, I mean that.
- Hey.
- Yeah?
Fuck you!
It's a weapon!
West.
Hello?
Help! Help!
Thank you!
Over there.
What's wrong?
Hear what?
Spool it up.
- What is that?
- Dinner.
Still warm.
He can't be far.
Son of a bitch!
Solara.
He's right.
Without fail.
Please?
- That's beautiful.
- You like that?
Really?
Really?
Yeah.
It led me ...
Yes, I did.
- What's that?
- One question too many.
Go to bed,
we got an early start in the morning.
Hey.
- Yes, I understand.
- Good. Go to sleep.
Yeah.
So teach me.
Right.
Nope.
What?
This is weird.
No trespassing!
Haven't you read the sign?
I'm Martha.
Would you care for some tea?
How about some music?
It's so soothing.
George!
- Is that good?
- Good, good. That's ... Taste is rich.
Well, now,
George is something of a handyman.
- Right.
- I wanna show you something. Come on.
Come on!
- We gotta go now.
- They killed all these people.
- So soon?
- Yeah, I'm afraid so.
Go back inside.
Cease fire!
Martha? Martha?
Martha! Martha!
- Martha.
- Go in on the side! Over on the side!
You bastards!
Nothing good.
It ain't here.
Son of a bitch.
- Carnegie!
- What?
The what?
No! No!
You see?
Please, stop!
Okay?
I mean it.
No!
Shit!
Go back!
No.
Hey!
Here.
I'm sorry.
For what?
I got so caught up
with keeping it safe,
I forgot to live by
what I learned from it.
Just ...
Do for others more than
you do for yourself.
- What?
- In the air?
Salt?
That's it.
My name is Eli!
They're clean.
It can't be.
It ...
It's impossible!
It can't be!
"Verse two.
"and void.
"Verse three.
Where is Solara?
Out there.
Her choice.
- Read it.
- What did you do to my daughter?
- Read it!
- What did you do to my daughter?
You can start anytime.
I'm sorry.
Your leg.
Claudia?
Claudia!
It's mine!
Dear Lord,
thank you for giving me the strength
and the conviction ...
Home.