Kyle, Shawn, Sarah and Rachel walk along the highway until they see a water tower in the distance.
Sarah: Now, here we go...
Sarah points to the water tower, before the four walk over to the railing and look down at the woods.
Kyle: Yeah, it'll be faster through here.
Kyle hops down as Shawn, Sarah and Rachel follow.
Rachel: Man...
Rachel looks around at the environment.
Shawn: What?
Rachel: Nothing. It's just...I've never seen anything like this, the woods, I mean.
Kyle: Seriously?
Rachel: Dead serious....why don't you just let me go to Taker city on my own?
Kyle: Fourteen year old girl walking around in the wasteland without protection. Yeah, that's gonna end spectacularly.
Sarah: If Dodge was up to the task himself, then why'd he drop you off on us?
Rachel: Maybe you could try contacting him....
Kyle: Uh-huh.....with what fucking radio?
The four made it through the woods and up to a gate. Shawn goes to open it but it was locked.
Kyle: Well shit.
Rachel: Should we climb it?
Sarah looks up to see barbed wires all along the top.
Sarah: No, wire on top of it. We gotta find a way around.
The four go over to the side.
Rachel: Whoa....
Kyle, Shawn and Sarah see that Rachel is playing with butterfly on her finger.
Rachel: It's a butterfly.
Shawn: Yeah, we see that.
A small smile appears on Sarah's face. The butterfly then flies off of Rachel's finger. Sarah turns to see a small building in front of them. Sarah runs up the air conditioner and climbs on top of it, then up the roof. Kyle, Shawn and Rachel follow as Kyle finds a wooden plank leaning against the side of the building. Kyle picks it up then brings it over to lay across the gap between the building they were on to the building that was on the other side of the fence. The four walk across it when Kyle looks up to see smoke rising up far in the distance.
Kyle: Is that you, Rocky?
Rachel: Where'd you guys usually meet him?
Shawn: Different places.
The four walk along the rooftop.
Rachel: You guys have never been here before, have you?
Shawn: Look, we know this is where he lives...but...no, we've never been here personally.
Rachel: And that smoke, you think that's him?
Sarah: Hope so.
Kyle: Well, let's go check then.
The four jump down from the roof and walk down a steep hill. Rachel is attempting to whistle.
Sarah: What the hell are you doing?
Rachel: I'm trying to whistle.
Shawn: You don't know how to whistle?
Rachel: Well, what do you think?
Kyle: It's okay. I'm pretty bad at whistling.
Shawn: It's kinda easy.
Rachel: Shit. For you.
Sarah: Down here. Watch your step. It's a pretty good drop.
The hill leads the four to another rooftop, before they head down and come upon a gate.
Kyle: Shit. It's jammed from the other side.
Sarah looks up to see a gap at the top.
Sarah: Here, boost me up.
Kyle turns around and cups his hands. Sarah places her foot on his hand and she climbs up and jumps over it then lands in front of the door and pulls the pip off of the handle and opens the door.
Sarah: Easy as pie.
Kyle rolls his eyes at Sarah and Rachel and Shawn walk through the gate.
Rachel: So, let's say we get a car from this friend of yours. Then what?
The four continue down the empty street.
Kyle: Well, then we go to Taker city.
Sarah: Which is very far from here.
Shawn: Hence why we need the car.
As Kyle, Shawn, Sarah and Rachel walk along the main street, Kyle looks down at Sarah's finger, noticing her wedding band.
Kyle: You're still wearing yours?
Sarah: Huh?
Kyle's eyes point out her wedding band.
Sarah: Oh, yeah....it's...uh...just a memoir....
Kyle: Ah...so....Lone Wolf, huh?
Sarah: Yeah....it's a code name that I went by for last two years...didn't want to be found...by Raiders...by gangs.
Kyle: By me, right?
Sarah does not reply.
Kyle: So....where were you, anyway?
Sarah: Around.
Kyle scoffs.
Kyle: I'm serious, Sarah. After you left, I tried looking for you! For two years....And for a moment, I thought....I thought you were going to end up Keera....I thought I was looking at another story like Jake's....
Sarah: Kyle, maybe you should accept the fact that I didn't want you to find me.
Kyle: Why?
Sarah gives a sarcastic laugh and glares at Kyle.
Sarah: Are you fucking serious, Kyle? Seriously....Think...
Sarah looks down to notice Kyle's missing wedding band.
Sarah: Where's yours?
Kyle: I....I pawned it....I needed caps, okay....
Sarah: So you pawned a good memory...for caps. Guess even the great Kyle Desipich can get desperate.
Kyle: I.....
Sarah: Kyle...let's just find Rocky, okay?
Sarah nods, before walking off.
Rachel: Lot of tension between you two.
Kyle glares at Rachel, before walking off. Shawn walks up behind Rachel and flicks her ear her in the back of the head, pushing her.
Rachel: Ow. Ow. Hey, what? What did you flick me for? What?
Shawn: Just go. Go. Shut the fuck up and go. Seriously. Keep running your mouth and I'll tape your mouth for the rest of the fucking trip.
Eventually, the four come up to an alleyway, but Kyle stops as he hears a Stitcher. It comes running at the end of the alley and starts to head towards them until something explodes, killing it and making them all jump in fright.
Shawn: Fuck!
Kyle: Jesus!
Sarah: Holy shit!
Rachel: Damn. Wha-? What the hell was that?!
Kyle: That...would be one of Rocky's traps. He's former A.O.W and great at building weapons...
Shawn: and traps.
The four slowly make their way through the alleyway.
Rachel: Is Rocky a bit paranoid?
Sarah: Best putting it lightly.
Rachel: What's this guy's deal?
The four climb up to a building and walk along the rooftops.
Shawn: Rocky's also a good smuggler. He's helped us smuggle things into the city. He's....he knows how to find things.
The four come upon a plank that was already laid across to the other building.
Rachel: Let's hope we don't blow into pieces trying to find him.
Sarah: Just watch where you're stepping and you'll be fine.
The four come across upon a corpse full with arrows.
Kyle: Hmm...looks like these are still usable.
Kyle takes the arrows and puts them in his backpack.
Sarah: Since when did you get good with a bow?
Kyle: Took archery lessons with Cassandra.
Shawn: Did they benefit?
Before Kyle could answer, the four hear a Stitcher nearby. Kyle slowly walks and sees it just standing against the wall. Kyle pulls out his bow and arrow, then loads the arrow on the string and pulls back. Kyle takes a few steady breathes as he aims the arrow at the Stitcher's head then he lets it go, causing a headshot.
Rachel: Oh, fuck.
Sarah smiles.
Shawn: Damn...
Kyle: That answer your question?
Kyle heads over to the Stitcher and pulls out the still intact arrow.
Rachel: If this Cassandra person is still alive, can she teach me how to shoot an arrow?
Kyle sighs.
Shawn: Now, listen. Rocky's our friend, but he is not the most stable of all.
Kyle: As he's claimed, he's a Floridan and crazy shit comes out of his mouth.
Shawn: And doesn't always think before he talks. So when we get there, let me, Sarah and Kyle do the talking. Understand?
Rachel: I do.
Kyle: You gotta take this seriously. Rocky doesn't take kindly to strangers.
Sarah: He's a good guy. Just needs time to warm up to you.
The four go onwards. After going through some buildings, finding some supplies and tripping off some of Rocky's traps so they can get through, the four come upon a door. Kyle goes to open it but as he looks down at the floor.
Kyle: Uh-oh.
Kyle was suddenly jerked in the room, rather quickly.
Kyle: Oh, shit!
Shawn, Sarah and Rachel run to the door.
Sarah: Kyle!
Shawn, Sarah and Rachel see Kyle hanging upside down by his feet.
Kyle: God....
Shawn, Sarah and Rachel go and steady Kyle, stopping him from swaying.
Kyle: Dammit, Rocky...
Rachel: What just happened?
Kyle: Another one of Rocky's stupid fucking traps!
Sarah laughs.
Sarah: Hanging in there?
Kyle: Ha-ha. Very fucking funny.
Shawn looks around and sees the cause of the trap.
Shawn: There, that vault. It looks like it's the counterweight.
Rachel: I'm on it.
Rachel runs over to the vault.
Shawn: Cut that rope so we can get him down!
Rachel jumps on the vault and starts to cut the rope.
Sarah: Hey, Kyle. Is your blood flowing to your head right now?
Kyle: I'm glad you're having fun with this.
Sarah: I really am.
Sarah turns to Rachel.
Sarah: Hey, Rachel. You may as well go slow. Something tells me he likes the view up there.
Suddenly, screams and growls are heard.
Kyle: You were saying?
Sarah: On second thought, you might wanna hurry up, Rachel!
Shawn and Sarah turn around to see some infected coming their way.
Shawn: Not good!
Rachel: Guys?!
Kyle: Here, they come! Fuck!
Shawn and Sarah pull out their guns.
Sarah: Just tend to the rope, Rachel!
Shawn and Sarah raise their gun and began to shoot at the oncoming threat. As Shawn and Sarah fire at some of the infected, the two hear another set of gunshots. Sarah looks over her shoulder and sees Kyle was shooting at the infected hanging upside down.
Sarah: Rachel, how's it going?
Kyle, Shawn and Sarah continue firing at the infected.
Rachel: I'm going as fast as I can!
Shawn: Well, cut faster!
Rachel finally cuts the counterweight, dropping Kyle, who is then attacked by an infected.
Sarah: Kyle!
Shawn is then attacked by an infected that is suddenly shot by an armored and masked up Rocky, who then machete's Kyle's attackers head off.
Rocky: Off your ass! Now!
Rocky helps Kyle up then leads them out to the garage.
Shawn: Which fucking way?!
The group gets cornered.
Rocky: Alright-we'll ah...we'll cut through. Here!
The group runs towards the old cleaners and run through the store and out the back into the street, then through a semi truck until they take refuge in a old bar.
Rachel: Damn...that was too close. Uh...thanks for saving us.
Rocky takes off his mask as he locks the door, before he turns to Rachel, who offers him a handshake.
Rachel: Rachel. Nice to meet-
Suddenly, Rocky puts handcuffs on her.
Rachel: What the hell are you-Kyle?! Guys!
Shawn: Hey, Rocky!
Sarah: Rocky!
Rocky handcuffs Rachel to a pipe.
Rachel: Let me go!
Rocky turns his gun on Kyle, Shawn and Sarah.
Rocky: Turn around and get on your knee. All of you.
Kyle: Just calm down for a goddamn second.
Rocky: Turn around and get on your fucking knees! All of you!
Shawn: Alright, man! Fuck!
Kyle, Shawn and Sarah turn around as Rocky knees Kyle, Shawn then Sarah. All of them fall to their knees.
Sarah: Really?!
Rocky: Yep, really.
Rocky searches Kyle, Shawn and Sarah.
Rocky: Hold still.
Kyle: Just...ah, take it easy.
The three raise their hands up.
Rocky: Anyone bit?
Sarah: No.
Rocky: Any scratches?
Shawn: No.
Rocky: Anything-
Kyle: Goddammit, Rocky! We're clean! All of us! Including the kid!
Rocky: Well, if I figure out, you're lying to me, I'll put a bullet in your fucking--
A thud is heard as Rocky exclaims in pain. The three turn around to see Rachel was free and started to hit Rocky with the pipe she had been handcuffed to.
Shawn: Rachel!
Kyle: Stop!
Kyle and Shawn stand up, run over and pulls the pipe out of her hands.
Rocky: Son of a motherfucker! Cocksucking-Fffuck....
Rocky holds his shoulder.
Sarah: You bout done now?
Sarah stands up and faces Rocky.
Rocky: Me? You come into my city, cause disturbances, bring the infected out, set off most of my goddamned traps...almost break not only my shooting hand, but my masturbating hand!
Sarah: Ew...
Shawn: I so did not to need to know that.
Rocky: Who the fuck is that little shit?
Rachel: Who I am is none of your fucking business, prick and we're here because you owe Kyle and Shawn a favor. So how bout you start by taking these goddamn handcuffs off?!
Rachel holds her handcuffed arm up.
Rocky: I owe Kyle and Shawn a favor. Is this a fucking joke?
Kyle: I'll cut to the chase. We need a car.
Rocky: Well, shit. It is a goddamn joke.
Rocky turns to Sarah.
Rocky: Surprised to see you here, Sarah. Last I heard, you two were split up for the last two years.
Sarah: Long story.
Rocky: "It's a long story." Well, even if I had a car, which I sure as shit don't, what makes you think I'd just give it to you? Huh? Yeah, sure, guys. Take my goddamned car. Take my car. Take my food. Take all my goddamn porn while you're at it.
Shawn: Again; why are we talking about your jerking off habit?
Rachel: By the looks of it, you won't be jerking off with that hand for a while.
Rocky turns and aims his machete at Rachel.
Rocky: Keep talking, you little shit and I'll cut your tongue out-
Shawn: Rachel --
Rachel sticks her tongue out.
Rocky: Why you-
Rachel: Fuck you! You handcuffed me to the-
Sarah: Rachel!
Kyle runs over to Rachel pushes her away from Rocky before she or Rocky could do anything to each other.
Kyle: What did we tell you?! Shut the fuck up. Alright?
Rachel looks up at Kyle then gives a quick nod.
Rocky: Whatever favors you think I owe you three, it ain't worth that much.
Rocky sets his machete on the bar and sharpens it.
Shawn: Actually, Rocky, this time, it is.
Rocky: Well, it doesn't matter, cause I don't have a goddamn car that works.
Kyle: But there is one in this town, isn't there?
Rocky: No, there are parts in this town.
Sarah: Meaning that you could fix us a car.
Rocky looks at the four for a moment then let's out a sigh.
Rocky: Alright. If we're doing this, there's some parts I'm going to need.
Kyle: Okay...
Rocky pulls out a map full annotations and margin scrawlings.
Rocky: It's on the other side of town. Now you help me go gather the gear, and just maybe, I can put something together that'll run...but after this, I owe you jack shit.
Kyle: That's fine.
Shawn: We might be dead so you'll consider us even.
Rocky sighs.
Rocky: Whole goddamn town's booby-trapped, so stay on my ass.
A brief pause.
Rachel: Can you take these off my fucking wrist, please?