TWD-Vivian Grimes

DAYS GONE BY

A police car pulls up and Rick Grimes, a deputy, gets out of the car. He walks around amid overturned vehicles and trash laying everywhere. He holds a small fuel tank in his hand trying to look for some fuel. He walks past several vehicles where decomposing dead people sit in their cars with flies buzzing around them. He walks towards the gas station and sees that the sign says 'No Gas'. He starts to walk back towards his car but he hears some footsteps. He kneels down and looks under a car. He sees a small girl walking toward a teddy bear. She is in a night gown and some slippers. She picks it up and starts walking away from Rick.

Rick: Little girl? I'm a policeman. Little girl.

She stops.

Rick: Don't be afraid. Okay? Little girl.

When she turns around, we see that she is a walker with missing parts of her cheek. She starts to shuffle towards Rick and groans. Before she can get to him, Rick draws his gun and fires. The little girl is struck in the head and she falls down dead. Rick stares in shock.

EARLIER

Rick and Shane are sitting in a cop car. Rick in the driver's seat, Shane sitting in the passenger seat.

Rick: What's the difference between men and women?

Shane: Is this a joke?

Rick: No, serious.

Shane: I never met a woman who knew how to turn off a light. They're born thinking in a switch, it only goes one way. On. They're struck blind the second they leave a room. I mean every woman, I ever let have a key... I swear to God. Come home, house all lit up, and my job, apparently because... because my chromosomes happen to be different cause I then gotta walk through that house, turn off every single light this chick left on.

Rick: Is that right?

Shane: Yeah, baby. Alright, Reverend Shane's preaching to you now, boy.

Rick smiles

Shane: The same chick, mind ya. She'll bitch about global warming. That's when Reverend Shane wants to quote from the Guy Gospel and say "Um, darling? maybe you, and every other pair of boobs on this planet just figured out that the light switch see, goes both ways, "maybe we wouldn't have so much global warming."

Rick: You say that?

Shane: Yeah. Anyway, uh... Polite version... Still man, that... that earns me this. This look and loathing you would not believe. And that's when the exorcist voice pops out. "You sound just like my damn father. Always, always yelling about the power bill, telling me to turn off the damn lights."

Rick: What do you say to that?

Shane: You know what I wanna say. I wanna say, "bitch, you mean to tell me you've been hearing this your entire life and you are still too damn stupid to learn how to turn off a switch? You know... I don't actually say that, tho.

Rick: That would be bad.

Shane: Yeah, go with the uh... the polite version there...

Rick: Very wise.

Shane: Yes, sir. So how's it with Lori, man?

Rick: She's good. She's good at turning off lights. Really good. I don't know why I sometimes forget.

Shane: Not what I meant.

Rick: We didn't have a great night.

Shane: Look, man, I may have a... fail to amuse with my sermon, but I did try. The least you could do is speak.

Rick: That's what she always says: "Speak". "Speak". You'd think I was the most closed mouth son of a bitch you'd ever hear her telling.

Shane: Do you express your thoughts? Do you share your feelings and that kind of stuff?