TWD-Vivian Grimes

MONSTERS

The scene fades in with Brian staring down the barrel of gun Moralas is pointing towards him.

Moralas: Guns down. Now

Brian slowly places his rifle down on the floor then pulls out his handgun placing it on the floor.

Moralas: So I take it they're that Rick and Ian from Alexandria. This whole time it was you.

Brian: You called your men in for nothing. The fight's out there.

Moralas: Did you hear what I just said? I know who you are. I saw it in the mirror through the open door. It wasn't any kind of blast from the past. As soon as I saw you.......I knew you'd made the same trip as me. From there to here. Shit, well-----I guess we aren't the same guys we used to be, huh? Cause you're a monster. I called them back because you're a prize. We don't kill you, the Widow, the King........or the Princess not if we don't have to. Why are you here, Brian? I know you. Just like before. You're always the guy willing to rush in and shoot first, ask questions later. But why?

Brian says nothing as he only stares at him with a blank look.

Moralas: What is you're looking for? Nothing to say, huh? Guess there's a first time for everything, huh?

Brian moves his eyes up and looks at him.

Moralas: It doesn't matter. Not anymore. Not for you or anyone else you brought in here. Cause what's left of my people.......they're coming. And we'll get you to Negan. Or we won't. Either way, we're gonna settle your shit, Peaches.

ELSEWHERE

The gun battle is raging on outside. A walker is feasting on a man's body, growling. Shaun ducks behind one of the cars, Tobin leans against the car beside him.

Savior! Hold fire. Hold fire. Moralas wants us back inside.

Tobin: They stopped shooting.

Shaun: No, they stopped shooting at us.

They stands up raising their rifles and rapid fires forward. Saviors returns firing advancing forward shooting their weapons ahead.

They make their way in through a door inside the building.

ROAD

The captured Saviors are being led down the road, bound together by ropes. A truck is slowly driving ahead of them. Three dead fighters lays in the truck bed.

Jared is whistling walking alongside Vivian. She rears her elbow back hitting him in the stomach, he grins smugly

Jesus: We're not far. From the Hilltop. We're far from somewhere else, I guess.

Vivian clutches her rifle against her chest keeping her eyes trained ahead.

Jesus: We made our decision----

Vivian: Nothing's been decided.

Jesus: Well, nothing's permanent except impermanence, I guess. In that way, I'll agree. But we are taking these men to the Hilltop. That's where we're going and that's what we're doing.

Vivan: You know how dangerous this is? Who these people are?

Jesus: No matter what they've done.........they're people. I like to think there are more like Shaun. Ones who wants to make a change. There's many kinds of dangers, many kinds of dying. I kill. I've killed. You do. You have. But we don't execute.

Vivian: I have.

She looks at him before walking ahead, Jesus sighs watching her go worriedly.

Jared: Princess, you got a nice ass on you