Clementine x Shane: Season 1 Telltale Fan Series

Starved for Help

THREE MONTHS LATER

A zombie is eating a rabbit. Lee Everett walks up behind it and axes it in the back of the head. Mark walks up behind him.

Mark: Damn. What'd they get this time?

Lee: Looks like a rabbit.

Mark: Well, that's another meal lost. 

They start walking. 

Mark: I still can't believe we went through all that commissary food in three months! It seemed like so much at the time. 

Lee: Maybe you shouldn't have opened the door. 

Mark: Yeah, except then I'd probably BE food right now. Trust me, I have no regrets!

Lee: A rabbit's hardly a meal, Mark, but...I'd take it. We're all hungry.

Mark: No kidding.

Mark: When I accidentally grabbed for Carley's rations the other night, I thought she was gonna take off my hand!

Lee: We're all on edge. Just cut her some slack.

Mark: Yeah, you're right. I wish I knew for sure how much food we have left.

Lee: Not enough. According to Lilly we've just about hit the last of our food reserves. Some people might have to go without tonight. 

Mark: You mean "Lilly's Lottery" again. Kenny's gonna be pissed. 

Mark: You think Kenny's having any more luck than we are out here?

Lee: I sure hope so. 

Mark: Yeah, between the lack of food and Kenny and Lilly fighting all the time, things are getting pretty tense back at the motor inn. You know Kenny's been talking about taking off if he can get that RV running.

Lee: Kenny won't abandon us. He's a good man.

Mark: I guess we'll see. 

Mark: Can't blame him, though--did you hear Larry going off on him last night? What's the old guy's deal, anyway? Seems like he's got a problem with you in particular. 

A bird caws and flies. 

Lee: Who knows what Larry's problems is?

Mark: Maybe that's the way he is, but that guy needs to chill out. 

Mark: And I know Lilly thinks he's getting weaker, but the guy's all muscle! He's a walking piledriver! I know I wouldn't want to be stuck in a room with him! And didn't he punch you in the face one time?

Lee: Knocked me flat. 

The bird flies into a tree. Lee and Mark duck down behind a rock, with the latter ready to shoot it. 

Lee: It's a long shot. I'd hate to waste the bullets.

Mark: Trust me. If I don't think I can hit it, I won't. 

Mark fires but misses and the bird flies away.

They hear a far off scream.

Mark: Shit! Was that Kenny?!

Lee: I don't know! Come on! 

They run toward the scream for a while, then they stop once they can't find its location. They hear the scream again, and Lee and Mark head in that direction. They find a teacher stuck in a bear trap and two college students trying to get him out. 

Mark: Jesus Christ...

The teenagers turn around.

Travis: Oh, shit! No, No, please don't kill us! We just want to help our teacher! We'll leave, I swear!

Kenny and I catches up with them. 

Kenny: Lee! You guys okay?

David: Get it off! Get it off, goddamn it, get it off me!

Ben: Travis, maybe they can help!

Travis: These might be the same guys that raided our camp... We barely got away from that!

Mark: What guys?

Kenny: Why the fuck is there a bear trap out HERE?!

Lee: Who raided your camp?!

Ben: I--I don't know! Guys with guns!

Travis: Please! We won't bother you! I swear!

Mark: Lee, this is fucked up. We've gotta help 'em.

Ben: PLEASE!

Travis: Ben, shut up! My dad was Special Forces, I know what I'm doing!

Ben: Just see if you can get him out! After that you can leave us or whatever, I don't care! Please!

Lee: We gotta get him out of there.

David: Oh, god, thank you!

Kenny: Fine, but you gotta hurry!

Mark bends down to look at the trap.

David: Hurry...please, hurry...

A walker walks nearby.

David: Ggnnnnrrrnnn!

Mark: Lee, this trap's been altered. There's no release latch. 

Travis: ...Oh, no.

Two walkers are heading towards them. 

Kenny: Shit! Walkers! It's now or never, Lee.

David: Please...get me out of this!

Lee: Mark, get the boys back!

Lee bends down to look at the trap.

Lee: Kenny, keep those walkers off of me!

Lee: Damn it, this is bad. Really bad.

Lee stands up.

David: Oh, god.

Lee: I'm gonna have to cut you out!

David: No, no, no! Try the trap again! Anything, please!

David: Oh, god.

Lee chops his leg. 

David: AAAAAAHH!

Lee chops it again.

David: FUUUUARRGGGH!

Lee chops it again, finally freeing him.

David: AARRGGgguuuhhh..... (passes out)

Travis: Oh, god! Grrk.... (throws up)

Mark: Shit. Is he...?

Lee: He passed out.

Kenny: If he's alive, grab him and let's go!

The herd of walkers is closing in. Mark picks David up over his shoulders and carries him away with Kenny going, too. Ben starts to walk, but turns back to wait for Travis.

Lee: BEHIND YOU!

Travis wipes his mouth.

Ben: TRAVIS!

Lee holds him back.

Lee: Come on, come on! We gotta move!

Travis: AHH! (turns around and backs up slowly but falls and is devoured by walkers) HEELLP---AHHHH--ahhhgggrkkk!

 Ben: NOOOO!


*Back at the Motel*

Larry is fortifying the fence. Clementine is playing soccer with herself, kicking the ball against some barrels. Lilly sits in a chair on the RV, keeping watch. Duck is lying down and drawing on a board on the floor, and Katjaa kneels next to him. Lilly hears the leaves rustling, so she picks up her gun and points it at the forest. Lilly whistles, and everyone stops what they're doing to hide. Kenny, Mark, Lee, Ben. David, and I burst out of the forest.

Lee: Shit. What the hell are they doing?

The rest of the motel group runs to the gates as Lee and the others approach.

Kenny: Come on, come on!

Katjaa: Oh, my god!

Lee pushes open of the dumpsters blocking the gate and the group enters. Everyone begins talking at the same time, speaking over each other. 

Katjaa: What happened?!

Mark: Where should I put him?

Larry: Who the HELL are these people?!

Duck: Who's that?

Carley: What's going on?

Lee interrupts them.

Lee: I don't have to explain.

Clementine: Lee, are you okay?

Katjaa: Get him into the truck, I'll see what I can do, okay?

Katjaa briefly hugs Duck, and Mark and Ben put David into the truckbed. 

Kenny: Kat, can you fix him?

Katjaa: Jesu, Ken! I...I don't know!

Katjaa attends to David. 

Lilly: Lee! Lee! What the hell?! You can't just be bringing new people here! What are you thinking?!

Kenny: Hey, you wanna calm down for a fucking minute?

Larry: Hey, watch your mouth!

Lilly: No, I don't! I want to know why you thought bringing more mouths to feed was a good idea?!

Lee: He would've died if we left him!

Larry: So what?

Lilly: We are NOT responsible for every struggling survivor we come across! WE have to focus on OUR group! Right here. Right now.

Shane: (to Clementine) So how it's been?

Clementine: Nothing, playing some soccer.

Shane: Oh, thought you don't like playing soccer.

Clementine: Just to pass time, wanna play soccer with me?

Shane: Sure I'd love to but wait until they done arguing.

Carley: Well, hang on! We haven't even talked to these people yet! Maybe they CAN be helpful!

Mark: Come on, Lilly. These are people! People trying to survive, just like us. We've gotta stick together to survive!

Lilly: The only reason you're here is because you had food. Enough for ALL of us. But that food is almost gone, we've got maybe a week's worth left, and I don't suppose you guys are carrying any groceries, are you?

Ben: Um, no.

Mark: Fine. You guys fight it out, then. (to Ben) Welcome to the family, kid.

Mark walks away.

Clementine: (to Ben) Come over here and see what I drew. 

Clementine tugs on Ben's sleeve. 

Ben: What? No, I--

Shane: Just go with her or else.

Clementine takes Ben's hand and tries to pull him away.

Clementine: Just come on, okay?

They both walk away.

Kenny: (to Lilly) You know, you like to think you're the leader of this little group, but we can make our own goddamn decisions! This isn't your own personal dictatorship!

Carley: Oh, come on! You're being dramatic! Everything always turns into a power struggle between you two. I'm not gonna be a part of that. 

Carley walks away. 

Lilly: Hey, I didn't ask to lead this group! Everyone was happy to have me distributing the food when there was enough to go around, but now that it's running out, suddenly I'm a goddamn Nazi!

Lee: Kenny's right. Yeah, you're in charge of the food and the schedules, but you're NOT in charge of people's lives. 

Lilly: Really?!

Kenny: You weren't there. Lee made a choice. End of Story.

Kenny and Duck walk way.

Lee: Look, once Katjaa patches that guy, you can kick them outta here... Send 'em out on their own, I couldn't care less. But they at least deserve a fighting chance against the walkers. And for the record, Kenny wanted to leave those people behind!

Lilly: If Kenny would pull his head out of his ass for five seconds, he'd realize that I make these decisions to protect HIS family! We simply don't have enough food!

Larry: I don't see any of you stepping up to make the hard decisions! My girl's got more balls than all of you combined!

Lilly: Dad, please. Why don't you go help Mark with the wall?

Larry leaves angrily. 

Lilly: You know what? If you think I'm doing such a shitty job, then you do it!

Lilly goes over to the backpack next to the RV and takes out an apple, beef jerky, and two packages of crackers. She holds them out to Lee. 

Lilly: That's ALL the food we have for today. YOU decide who gets to eat!

Lee: Lilly--

Lilly: No. I'm serious. Pick up that food and start handing it out. YOU see how it feels to not have enough food for everyone.

Lee walks over to talk to Katjaa.

Lee: Sure. What do you need?

Katjaa: Just apply some pressure here while I try to close this up...

Lee applies pressure to the wound. 

Katjaa: You know, I thought I was starting to get used to this...sewing up people injuries...

Katjaa: But, I mean, cuts and bruises are one thing, but Lee, this man has no leg!

Lee: I did the right thing. 

Katjaa: Yeah... I know you did.... The right thing is just scary sometimes, I guess. 

Katjaa: Well, you've done all you can, Lee. Thanks for the help.

Lee went over to talk with Clementine and I.

Lee: Here y'all.. you need something to eat.

Lee gives Clementine a piece of jerky. Lee gives me an half of apple. 

Clementine: Okay. A sundae would be better next time. (giggles)

Lee: (chuckles) I'll keep that in mind. 

Lee walks over to talk with Duck.

Lee: Hey, Duck, how about a little food?

Duck look happy. Lee gives him crackers and cheese. 

Duck: Yeah! Oh, man, I'm so hungry!

Lee: You were pretty brave when we brought those people in here.

Duck: That's 'cause I know Mom can fix him. 

Lee walk to talk with Kenny.

Kenny: Look, you've been good to me and my family. You saved Duck form those monsters, and ya stood up to Larry at the drugstore. I won't forget that. You and the kids are welcome to come with us.

Lee: The coast does sound like a smart idea. Maybe that is the best thing.

Kenny: I know that it is. I'm taking my family.

Kenny sits down. 

Lee: I didn't have enough for everybody. I thought you could handle yourself.

Kenny: Whatever. 

Kenny: Lee--

Lee: Kenny, I know I run out of food before--

Kenny: Hey, it was a tough choice, but you took care of the kids. That's what a real man does. 

Kenny: I'm serious about that offer to come with us. You've more than earned a ride on the RV with me. 

Kenny: Still, I guess some people aren't gonna be happy with your choices. 

Larry: You're out?! What happened to MY food?! 

Lee: There's none left. 

Larry: You keep treating people like this and your days in this group are numbered!

Kenny: You're one to talk, old man.

Larry: Yeah, well, I don't see you working on that wall!

Larry walks away.

Kenny returns to his seat. 

Katjaa: Ken! Lee! Come here, please.

Kenny and Lee approach Katjaa.

Kenny: He didn't make it, did he?

Katjaa: He lost too much blood. 

Kenny: Goddamn it! I'm getting sick of this shit!

Kenny throws something against the RV and storms off. 

Katjaa: Ken, come back, there's nothing...

Lee: I'm sick of this shit too.

Katjaa: You don't think I am? I don't know... Maybe it's for the best. We're already struggling to feed our OWN kids.