Fear The Walking Dead | Final Season Premiere Full Episode: 'Remember What They Took from You'

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Thank you. If you want to be part of what we're doing, you need to show us that you're committed to our vision. Can you hear me? I need you to listen to me because I want to tell you something that a friend once told me: *"You can hide, but you can't run."* You need to know that Earth will follow you; it follows you wherever you go, right? The only thing I know that will release it is still left. Just don't do what I did—don't run. Wow, I slept here with Dwayne before he died. Just that she's right, Morgan. Rick gave you this gun for a reason. Use it. I don't believe introductions are necessary. No, I know who you are, and we know who you are. *How long have I been here?* Long enough to verify your story. We found the raft you told us about. We're processing the passengers now. *How many people are on those rafts?* Not as many as you thought, but enough to satisfy our needs. *How did you know they were out there?* I heard chatter on the radio, and I thought you might be interested in them. If you want to be part of what we're doing, you need to show us that you're committed to our vision. *No, I am. I am, and I will.* We'll tell you about that. *What is this?* Our newest intake. *Why are you planning for me?* I want you to be a collector—one who recently joined the community, brought to us by the same collector for recording. *What are they doing to him?* Huh? Yeah, I had a daughter; that's why I know. *What about the parents? Why can't we bring them in too?* We tried. They finally don't want to build something better; they want to rebuild what we had, and what we had got us into this mess. *She's not happy. Somebody should comfort her.* Come on, she sounds scared, like all the children here. She will learn to separate herself from her emotions. *Okay, stop. What's the matter?* This is a setup. *How did you know? How did he know? Did you tell him?* A collector bringing us a child and a new recruit—this doesn't happen often. We had to be sure. *Ah, does it look like I sold you out?* You need to bring me that child. *Hey, you want to live long enough to see any of the things you're trying to build here? You will bring me that child at the dock. Let me get on a boat and get out of here with my daughter.* That's what I'm doing. *Go! I'll keep him honest till you're clear.* Sure, I'm doing what I said I would do. Your kid's not going to grow up on this island. *Thank you. You really want to do this?* There's nothing you could do to me that's worse than what I'm already living. *Thank you.* *Where did it come from?* Same place they always do—the mainland. *Don't worry about it. You're doing this for the same reason we do everything: for Padre.* *All right, what the hell happened in there? Why'd you freeze?* I don't know. Padre should have never let you in here; you're just too young. *I'm not. You've got to train me. You've got to show me what you did in your truck. I have my offshore training next week. It means I've got to cram on my survival basics.* *What if I do your chores so you can study?* For how long? A week? A month? Especially because they run triple two leaders can make contact. *Thank you. Hello?* *Hey, can I get some help? Are you okay?* *Hello? Is anyone in there?* *Wait, wait, please! I'm not gonna hurt you.* *Good morning, Laura. It's that time of the week. We're gonna play nice today. You see, you're skipping meals again. We have ways to make you eat. See you next week.* *Foreign.* *I have to go in there again. I want to. I have to go to the mainland to help build our future, and I'm way too old enough. I can't. Every time I look out there, I feel like something really big is missing inside of me.* *You think you're gonna find that on the mainland? The only thing that's out there is more carrion. One's with you—the prisoner down there.* *I'm sorry. Why is she there? How do you know about her?* Ting fell down the stairs. I went to get in; she asked for help. *You talked to her?* I called for the guard, but then—no, listen, you stay away from her. That woman is dangerous. We could get in a lot of trouble. *If Padre's doing my chores, why is she there? What did she do?* Shouldn't be telling you this. Her name is Lark. She was a collector. *Let's get more kids than anybody until, for some reason, she helps me to recruit, and this can't get off the island.* *Oh, I don't know him. Some dad and his baby girl. Stop! Padre never lost a kid before. I'm just telling you what people told me. She's down there for a reason. They say she took out over a dozen guards with just a sledgehammer—twice as many carry it. She almost killed Padre.* *You're training or not?* *Laughs.* Can't you do that in a circle? *I don't know. You were already here this morning.* *Not here to hurt you. You came back. How'd you get down here?* I snuck past the guards; they leave it unmanned. My lady's around the shift change. *Why'd you come back?* I need you to teach me what you did. *What? How to kill carrion?* *Where'd you get that?* Gardening shed. I know you helped someone escape from the island. I know you took out half the settlement's guards with this. Heard she even almost killed Padre. *You want to finish the job?* *I shouldn't have come here.* *No, please! No, I can help you! You'll teach me.* *What do you care about killing the dead?* *You need to show Padre he's wrong. I'm not too young to wear the mantle. I'll help you if you do something for me.* *What?* *You see that bow? See it? I need you to turn it off.* *What will that do?* Exactly what you think. *You want to talk? You want to know how I took out so many guards? I didn't care whether or not I lived. I did what I set out to do, so I'll show you how to use this. You turn the valve. Do we have a deal?* *Yeah, yeah, we do. Let me see your grip.* *Okay, now swing it. You gotta let the weight of the hammer do its work.* *I don't understand.* *Well, I just think you're gripping it too tight, so here, let me show you. Let me show you—don't! What are you doing? You lied to me! He didn't hold up his end of the deal! What the hell is wrong with you, kid? I'm not getting in any trouble because of you! I should get that scar.* *I don't know. I had it since I was little.* *How old are you?* *Eight.* *Why are you asking me this?* *What? God damn it! What? You can't have been that long!* *What are you talking about? What's your name?* *Run.* *No, it's not. It's Mo. Are you here seven years ago?* *So I helped you and your father escape?* *What? That's why they locked me up. You're not supposed to be here.* *No, I'm not. The kids you got at the eyes, you are. You've got this during the escape. That doesn't make sense.* *I know it doesn't make sense, so I wanted to bring you back. Change of plans. We're leaving.* *Don't do anything stupid, Lark! Let her go! Hand her over! I'll kill her! Get away from the girl!* *Oh, where are you taking me?* *Where I thought your dad took you a long time ago—as far away from Padre as possible.* *Foreign.* *For a 15-mile radius, he found and brought back immediately. Copy that, Padre one. We walk the rest of the way.* *No, I'm not getting off. I made a promise to your dad, and I intend to keep it. Here, put this on. Hide you when they come looking.* *Laughs.* Let's go. *Where are we going?* *Find your dad.* *Do you even know if he's alive?* *This is why Padre built things the way he did, so people like you don't do things like this. Gonna get us killed.* *I'm not here to argue. Head into the marsh. Impossible for anyone to track us there. Here, let me—let's put his stuff. Grab this.* *Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing, kid?* *Audrey, can you hear me?* *Let's just run! I think this is run.* *I don't think so! Back off, lady! They're coming for me! They're going to find me!* *So are they dead, and they're already here? Lost my gun over there too. Can't protect you out here. I gotta move inland.* *Won't get far without oxygen, huh? This way it won't find us. The deeper we go in the swamp, you can't breathe; you're gonna die out there. You coming or not?* *No, I told you I'm waiting for Padre. It's gonna take them weeks to find you out here. I'm trading survival, but you never killed the dead.* *We're already drawing them from all over. You can handle myself.* *Oh, what the hell happened? What was that?* *I don't know. Hey, you're eight years old. It's okay to be scared of them.* *Not scared! Okay, let's go. It wouldn't go that way; it's not safe in there.* *Is that what's your dad? I need to be alive, Morgan. Not that easy to get rid of.* *The hell happened? Why was she back at Padre?* *You find us? I heard the chat on the walkies, and this is where we landed when we escaped seven years ago.* *Are you really my father?* *I am.* *Nope. Run. My name is Ren, right?* *I don't know what Padre told you about parents, but I promise you it is okay because I'm here to take you back to you.* *Foreign.* *I was nearby, and I had an idea where they would land. You're with them. You've been locked away for a long time. What are they holding over you?* *Just had to accept what you said to me the first time we met. She's better off with them than me.* *It's okay. I want to go back. I spent seven years in a cell so you could be with her. This isn't about you; this is about what's best for my kid. Always was. I know I'm doing this for her.* *You're doing it to make yourself feel better about all those other kids you took.* *I do not want to hurt you. Incoming them both in.* *Run is fine, and Lark is no longer a threat.* *What's that mean?* *I'm not going back with you. Do you copy? Nightingale, copy that. Need you to go away from me over there, please.* *Seriously? Sorry, but if I don't do this, they might not let her back in. And if we're honest, this is exactly what you wanted when we were back on that beach in Louisiana. Can you go and wait for me over there, please?* *I need you to go wait for me. Take a hammer with you.* *Back on that beach, I said I was going to save your daughter. I also said I was going to save you. I guess that's what I'm gonna have to do.* *We don't need to save it. He's right. I want to go back because you don't know anything else. Something made you forget. Can't wait here; has our only option. Get up. We are screwed because that's the way I went with her seven years ago.* *What happened there?* *No, you're scaring me. This time is different. Just got both of us now. Sure that's going to be enough? Swamps are like fly people to walk; they all come in here, but they can't get back out. It's only going to get harder. So how much you got left in that tank?* *I broke it.* *Doesn't sound like it to me. I just need to last long enough to convince you not to take her back.* *That's not gonna happen. Hey, we get out of this swamp, I'm gonna take you back so you can live on that island like me, and you never met. You understand? I go back to doing what I've been doing for the past seven years.* *Yeah, you're a collector, right? That's why Padre let you know. At least she knows about me. The better you got, Mo. Who else they got?* *Mother, is that why you're doing this? I don't understand. That's how Padre gets people to do what they want and find out what matters to you and threaten it. They provide a way of life that works.* *You really buy that, Morgan? You need to call me Nightingale in front of her.* *Morgan? What kind of name is that?* *It's your name too, kid. Ren suits you better. Is that why you were collected? Because Padre's gotten people you cared about? Is that why you rescued me?* *They said they'd go after my kids if I didn't do what they wanted.* *You have kids? You did, son and a daughter. Are they on the island too?* *No, Padre didn't take Nick and Alicia because they were already dead. But Padre lied to me, made me think they were alive, that he knew where they were. When I found out the truth, that's when I decided to help your dad get you back. Probably be dead if you hadn't brought me to the island.* *Is that what you want her thinking? I wanted to be alive, and also she's right because when you found us, we were out of food, damn near out of water, and at the mercy of a posse. It's only a matter of time before things ended for us.* *Morgan called hardly. Where the hell are they getting gas? Come on, I was supposed to get back with you. You okay? Trying to floss us out towards a couple of miles ahead.* *How do you know?* *Because that's exactly what they did to us seven years ago. Okay, kid, fine. Give me my radio back. I can call this off and get us picked up the hill. We're gonna need that. That's how they're keeping her safe because you took her off the island.* *No, no, we have to go back. We have to get that walkie.* *Forget the walkie. Gonna get yourself hurt.* *I can handle myself. We have to find shelter.* *Yeah, I know what place.* *Foreign.* *Safe?* *Yeah, as long as we don't draw anymore, kid. Okay, did something happen to me here?* *I told you to let you know the better. Come on, we need to stay ahead of them. They're still coming. Stay away from the women, and we don't show up with that estuary. Padre is going to come looking for us.* *Here, let me—God! What were they doing to you back there?* *They drew blood once a week. I didn't always cooperate.* *I'm sorry. I didn't know they locked you up.* *I'm still here. Should have seen this coming. They manipulated you just like they did me, right? Locking myself a set of rules. I only take care to have lost their parents or kids whose parents give them up willingly for a better life as Padre. Think about that.* *Padre doesn't know what happened here. This is where Padre caught you and Mo.* *That's not worth talking about. You know what Padre's trying to kiss for on the island? Share his plans with me? Young train eight-year-olds to kill without a good reason? You think she's not safe there?* *I've been locked up a long time. I don't know what to think. Who else is on that island? Who was on those rafts?* *Not many. You know Daniel, Luciana? I don't know where they ended up, but he wasn't on the raft when Padre found him, and nobody knows where he is now.* *What's this?* *Don't—what is it?* *I don't know. It's some kind of graffiti. King County.* *What is that? What does it mean?* *I told you I don't know. It was all already here when I found the place.* *What about all this stuff? Is this here too?* *Did I not say I told you the less I know?* *I get it. You don't want to tell me. What are you trying to hide?* *Nothing, Bran. It is nothing. Come on, I said it was nothing.* *Who's that?* *It's just a song.* *No, no, it's not. Who's that?* *It's just just a song I remember.* *It's okay. They're gonna pull us under. I remember.* *No! What's she talking about? Hurry! They're gonna pull us under! You shouldn't have done this! You shouldn't have taken me off that island!* *Hey, stop! No, Audrey! You're gonna find us before anything happens! They don't even know we're here! The carrion are gonna kill us because of you! But you don't care because that's what you want—to die!* *Red, they're gonna come now! You can't save me!* *Let's get over on that side. We need to get her out of here. We wait for poetry. What if we don't show up? They will, just like they did before. How did they find us last time?* *I radioed. I called them, told them to come. I tried to kill the walkers to stop them from pulling us under, but I couldn't. There were too many of them. Couldn't protect you then, and I can't protect you now.* *We don't have a radio. We can't call them. We have to do this ourselves.* *You can barely stand, let alone fight.* *I don't need to. We go out this way; there's not as many of them.* *Okay, okay, I'll draw them away. Keep your eyes in here, all right?* *You're all right? My foot! My foot is stuck! My foot's stuck!* *Sorry, I thought this is what you needed. I'm doing this for you. You take care of her, right? Like you said, you take care of her.* *Foreign.* *Over here! Over here! Over here! Over here! That's why I'm doing this! No! So please, please! How did you survive?* *I killed as many as I could, and then Padre came and saved me. But I don't think they're coming this time.* *No! I heard the radio chatter! I got here as fast as I could! Who are you?* *I'm your mother.* *Then let's get the hell out of here! With Padre too! He's got me maintaining the radio towers. Radio traffic exploded when you escaped. I heard Nightingale's message, figured you'd end up here at the houseboat after you went silent.* *Nightingale? Jesus, they got all of you! Your voice—you were the one singing on the tape! Made that a long time ago. I remembered it even before I heard it on the boat.* *You gotta try to put that out of your mind.* *Yeah, you all dried off, okay? They still looking for us?* *Haven't heard anything yet. Yeah, we don't have to go back.* *What are you talking about? You did save me! You know, back then, you called Padre seven years ago, and you didn't want to. You almost died fighting to give me back. Did you not see what happened today? You showed up! We can do this! Yesterday, you're fighting to get back to the island, and then today, he's in line to me this whole time telling me that you were selfish, that you couldn't make the hard calls to protect me. But you did before! You did just now! You can come with us! I'll just slow you down.* *I did what I set out to do, so you think it's okay to give up a dial here? What about everyone else? What are you talking about, Mo? I can't be the only one you took! What about all the other kids you rescued for Padre?* *I can't help them.* *Why not? You helped me, and we wouldn't be doing it alone, right? It may not be that simple.* *Why not, Padre? How'd they find us? Radio them?* *What, Morgan? They can protect you in ways that we can.* *No, that's not true! This is not up for debate! I won't go! I don't want to! There's so much you don't know about you! You have to go back, Mo! You have to forget everything that happened back at the boat!* *No, I can't! When I looked, I knew something was missing! It was you! You are my parents!* *No, we're not! Okay? We're not your parents! Your parents were Isaac and Rachel, and they're dead! They died a long time ago, and they made me promise to take care of you, and that is what I'm doing! And that's why you're going back to Padre! You have a chance to be with her, and you're throwing it all away!* *You need to get out of here! You need to run and not make this any harder than it already is! Padre will kill you! Let him! You have to save yourself! You have to save yourself so you can help everyone else! I'm not gonna make it! You have to try! Get her!* *Don't worry! Still have use for you! Remember when I showed you? Remember what they took from you? Let's go! Run! Aaron, go to the Delta receiver for repairs! We got to see you! Thank you! That's what makes it hard! Thank you! Where does Padre want me to patrol now?* *Padre is retiring you as a collector. I brought it back. I've invested too much in that girl to run the risk that she'll cross paths with you again—not when she knows you're her father. Make sure that that's not going to happen again. Thought that's what's best. That might not always be the case. Take him away.* *I'm sorry. Times we have to learn lessons the hard way. I'm just glad you're okay. I have a feeling you're about to play a crucial role in the next steps the settlement is about to take. We need to talk.* *I shouldn't have gone down there. I want to be a part of the future Padre's building.* *I'm glad to hear that. Eric showed me what it's like out there. She showed me how lucky I am to be here. Let me show Padre I'm not too young to protect it, and that's why I'm willing to place transgression.* *All right, let any future transgressions bring harsh consequences. Hope you learned your lesson.* *Don't worry, I did. I'm not gonna have to worry about you ever again, am I, Red?* *No, sir. Nothing to worry about at all. Do I have your word on that?* *Foreign.* *Something bad happened in there, Audrey. Your parents—they could still be out there.* *Our parents abandoned us. Nowhere to go, Morgan. Why are you really here?* *Ready?*

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