TWD-Vivian Grimes

CODA

Lamson is running with his hands tied behind his back, panting heavily.

Shots of him trying to cut his ties. Shot of walkers snarling towards the camera.

Shot of Lamson's boots running on the pavement. Another shot of him trying to cut his ties.

Shot of a pair of boots running down an alley. A walker turns around as Vivian slashes her sword across its chest cutting it open and its guts falls out.

She runs up to the cop car and throws her sword into the passenger seat, getting in, closing the door.

She floors it speeding away.

Lamson is running down a street panting heavily. The car drives along behind him

Vivian: Stop. Stop now. I won't ask again.

She clutches her hands around the steering wheel and floors the gas, speeding faster towards him.

The hood of the car smashes him knocking him down on the ground.

Lamson: Son of a bitch. You son of a bitch. Help me.

Vivian opens the door and the shot shows her boots walking on the pavement towards Lamson.

Lamson: You crazy-----you crazy bitch.

Vivian stops beside him, looking down at him.

Lamson: I think----I think you broke my back.

Vivian: Didn't have to be like this. You just had to stop.

Lamson: I couldn't. I don't know you.

Vivian kneels down.

Lamson: But I think I'm getting the idea.

Vivian: You just had to stop.

Lamson: Take me back

Vivian looks over her shoulder towards sounds of walkers snarling

Lamson: Take me back to the hospital.

She stands back up straight.

Lamson: I did it for your friend.

Vivian: Not after this, no. Can't go back, Bob.

She looks behind the car seeing walkers snarling slowly getting closer.

Lamson: I was gonna iron it over. She's under it. And you've been out here too long.

Vivian clenches her jaw raising her gun down towards him

Lamson: You'll die. You'll all---

Vivian pulls the trigger killing him.

Vivian: Shut up.

She holsters her gun walking back to the cop car.

WAREHOUSE

Daryl is pacing slowly while Lyla leans against one of the columns, arms folded across her chest. Ian and Rick are kneeling down beside each other, silently talking over the plan together.

Vivian walks into the warehouse, everyone looks towards her. Brian walks over to her

Vivian: He wouldn't stop.

Brian: This changes things.

Vivian: It has to.

The two friends shares a knowing look with each other. Rick and Ian stands up and approaches Shephard and the other cop who's sitting in chairs, hands remains tied behind their backs.

Brian: Maybe not

Vivian: She said the plan won't work. The guy who did is dead. Maybe we rethink this.