EXT. PRISON - DAY
A herd of WALKERS are pushing against the outer fence.
RICK, CARL and DARYL approach, armed with sharpened sticks.
CARL: Papa! Papa! What must we do here today?
RICK: See these walkers here, Carl?
CARL: I do, Papa! There are so many. One… two – oh, so, so many!
RICK: Well, we need to clear all the walkers from the fence.
ZOMBIE DAVE: Frrrrrrrg rrrrrrf.
RICK: Watch what me and Daryl do.
Rick and Daryl start ramming their sharpened sticks into the walkers’ brains.
CARL: Ha ha! That looks like so much fun. My go! My go!
Carl pushes his sharpened stick into a walker’s brain.
CARL: Wheeee! I made one of them do this thing: die. I’m a big boy now.
ZOMBIE DAVE: Nr. Yrrrr rrr trrrrwt. Rr lrrrrdl trrrrrwt. Frrrrrg rrrrf.
RICK: Just remember, everyone - they’re already dead. You’re not actually killing them.
ZOMBIE DAVE: Yrrz yrrrr frrrrgn rrrr!
RICK: Quickly now. Let us move along the fence.
ZOMBIE DAVE: Wrrd rr srrc. Drrddn yrrr urrrrzd trrr brrr rrrn Thrrrrz Lrrrf?
RICK: That’s the way, everyone. Walk and stab. Walk and stab.
CARL (singing): Walk and stab! Walk and stab! This is fab! This is fab! Stab fab crab! Crab crab crab! CRAB! CRABS! CRABS!!!
RICK: What a beautiful song that is, Carl. And you're doing splendid work. See how I rub the top of my head in appreciation. I do this now because society has fallen, and we must find new ways of doing things.
Rick furiously rubs the top of his head, then stabs a female walker in its face.
ZOMBIE DAVE: Rrrrrrrrr! Thrrd wrrrz mrrrr grrrrrlfrrrnd yrrrr frgggng brrrrdrrd crrrrnd!
RICK: That’s it, Carl. Keep jabbing them in the brains like I am.
ZOMBIE DAVE: Nrr! Whrrrr rrr yrrrr drrrng thrrrrrz?!
RICK: You're very quiet, Darryl.
DARYL: Mrrrbrlll drrrrm drff drff drrmllbrrb.
ZOMBIE DAVE: Crrnd.
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