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( SEASON 5 EPISODE 2: STRANGERS)
JAMES feet were killing him and he was sweating so badly. Basically he felt like absolute shit. They slept in the woods, waking up and having to walk again. The group was walking but stopped and aimed their weapons. It was Daryl, "We surrender." He says raising up his hands making James laugh.
They put their weapons down and continue walking. "You know now that I think about it, I should be on the hunt for strawberry pudding." James told Carl who just chuckled. "Come on you really think you would find Strawberry pudding to this day?"
"I'm sorry but who found one-hundred and twelve ounces of pudding?" He states sarcastically, "that was a good luck. Helloooo?" The two laughed. "Help!, anybody, help!" A man yelled out.
"Dad, come on." Carl and James turned to look at Rick who was looking at them too. "Rick, come on!" James exclaimed. "Come on." Carl repeats. "Anyone! help!"
Rick ran towards the yelling man, making everyone else run with him. James saw a man who was laying on a big rock, a few walkers grabbing his foot. James shot one in the head, same with Carl. Slowly, they were now dead.
"We're clear. Keep watch."
They all looked at the nervous and scared man, "Come on down." Rick told him calmly. The guy who was dressed as a priest came down with the same look on his face. "You okay?" Rick asked. "Yes. Thank you."
"I'm Gabriel." He looked at Rick, "Do you have any weapons on you?" Gabriel chuckled, "Do I look like I would have any weapons?" he glances at everyone. "We don't give two short and curlies what it looks like." Abraham blunty told him.
"I have no weapons of any kind. The word of God is the only protection I need."
"Sure didn't look like it." Daryl spoke up. "I called for help. Help came." James sighs, he really did make a point. "Do you have- have any food?" he asks. "Whatever I had left, it just hit the ground." Carl had three pecans in his hand, he hands them out. "We've got some pecans." He takes the fruit, thanking Carl who gave him a small smile.
"That's a beautiful child." Gabriel says, referring to Judith who was being hold by Tyreese. Rick looked at him and jesus his look honestly scared James. "Do you have a camp?" He asked him. "No. Do you?" He pauses for a moment before answering, "I have a church."
"Hold your hands above your head." Rick commands before checking him for any weapons. "How many walkers have you killed?" "Not any, actually." "How many people have you killed?" "None." "Why?"
