03x14 - El Matadero

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Previously on AMC's "Fear the Walking Dead"...

The only airway we have is blocked.

Sure you're gonna be okay up there?

- (GROWLING)

- (GASPS)

I want Ofelia at the trade.

She will be there.

ALICIA: Stop pretending any place is safe.

It's not.

The dam has water and walls.

It's the best we're gonna get.

I'm not going.

With rations, a w*apon, I can survive.

You know I can.

I realize that this is the last thing you want to hear, but...

we're about to walk into a deal...

I know what we're walking into.

Well, that's comforting.

There's no forecast for infected.

What happened wasn't our fault.

We hand over what we have, hope the invitation stands.

Ah.

And if he refuses?

We have Ofelia.

- (GROANS)

- Ofelia?

- (BANGING)

- Hey, stop the truck.

Stop the truck!

Ofelia!

Hey, stop the truck!

Ah!

(COUGHING)

(GROANS)

- Jesus Christ, are you okay?

- I'm okay.

I'm all right.

Let's go.

I just lost my grip.

I lost my grip.

Did you hit your head?

Let me see.

I'm fine.

Let's just go.

Madison, let's go.

Madison, please, let's just go back.

- Okay?

- It's okay, Ofelia.

Let's you and me talk for a second, okay?

I want you to take me to my father.

You hear me?

Give me your word, Madison.

I will.

I promise.

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(CAR APPROACHING)

♪♪ (CAR DOORS OPEN, CLOSE)

(METAL CLINKING)

Alicia: Get in your car and get out of here, or I will k*ll you!

- Nick?

- Saw your car.

Alicia, this is crazy.

I've seen crazy.

This is kind of nice.

This is disgusting, though.

You have no idea what it's like being out here.

You seemed to manage all right.

There is safety in numbers, Alicia.

- You know that.

- I don't know that.

I almost d*ed yesterday surrounded by people.

Nick, is this you talking or is it Mom?

Surviving is k*lling me.

She's gonna lose her sh*t, I come back without you.

I know what you're trying to do.

It's been riding you ever since you got to the ranch.

You're trying to atone.

Don't.

I forgive you.

You don't owe me.

You don't owe Mom.

And it might feel like that, but you don't.

You deserve to carve what you can out of this life.

- (PEOPLE CHATTERING)

- (RADIO CHATTER)

Man over P.A.: No parking in the white, red, or drop zone.

Any vehicle parked in these zones will be confiscated and sold for parts.

Be careful.

- (GROANS)

- Okay, let's get you out of that shirt.

Victor: Madison.

If they so much as think Ofelia's sick, they'll k*ll her where she stands.

We're early.

Salazar won't be here for hours.

She needs a bed and medicine for the pain.

You got a better idea?

Smile.

Your life depends on it.

(CHATTER)

(GUARD SPEAKING SPANISH)

Hand over your weapons now.

(RADIO CHATTER)

- No receipt, no weapons.

- Yeah, I know how it works.

These are for trade.

Six M4s, five people.

That's 500 credits minus entry...

Johnny, pendejo.

I told you to fix the exchange rates.

(STIFLED GROAN)

(SOUNDS ECHOING)

Woman: That comes out to 330 credits minus...

Hey, hey, hey.

That's 200 less.

- Sorry, last week's rates.

- We'll take it.

Hey!

(CLICKS TONGUE)

Enjoy.

She's burning up.

All right, stay with her.

I'll find something for the pain.

Taqa.

Stay awake.

Hey.

This is a waste.

- Excuse me?

- Tragic, sure.

But you just gave away half our r*fles, and for what?

To buy Ofelia a kiss good-bye?

For Christ's sake, Madison, think.

- Consider your moves.

- We're out of moves.

We're out of g*ns.

We got no home.

We rely on the kindness of strangers now, Victor.

I gave my word that I would take Ofelia to her father - and I intend to keep that.

- How commendable.

There's no plan B!

I can only face this.

Our better angels are all dead, and so is Ofelia.

Your word isn't worth a damn whether or not she makes it another hour or two.

The only thing worth anything anymore are resources.

You keep squandering what little we've got.

You expect charity from a butcher, he will not offer you that.

Are you afraid of him?

Is that it?

Fine, we'll wait and see what Daniel does when you show up to pay for water you don't need with a dead daughter and empty hands!

♪♪ - (BIRDS CHIRPING)

- NICK: Last chance.

- Please?

- It's not.

I know where you'll be, and if I get into trouble, I'll come and find you.

I'd prefer it if you didn't die.

I won't.

I promise.

Okay.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Why does everybody hate you, Nick?

It sounds like you were a real treat back in the day.

Old news and not your business.

Besides, Alicia's wrong.

That's not why I stayed at the ranch.

- No?

Why did you stay?

- Travis was dead.

And Luciana was sick.

- But my mom was falling apart.

- (LAUGHS)

- Ah...

- So, I had to keep it together.

(CHUCKLES)

It's bullshit.

It's bullshit.

Why don't you tell me why I stayed?

All right, you stayed at the ranch because you love me.

- It's all right.

- (SCOFFS)

TROY: You and me, we're more alike than you think.

Black sheep, children of v*olence.

It's just you wish you weren't.

♪♪ - (SHALLOW BREATHING)

- (DOOR OPENS)

Hey, I got these for the pain and fever.

Electrolytes for the dehydration.

Ofelia.

(COUGHING)

She doesn't deserve this.

Daniel doesn't deserve this.

I just wanna give her some peace before she dies.

Maybe Strand's right, maybe Daniel's gonna k*ll us all.

Yesterday, I lost everything I've ever known.

My home, my friends, the bones of my forefathers scattered in a field with no meaning.

I was raised on loss.

I thought I was good at it.

But there is such a thing as too much.

Ofelia asked to see her father one last time.

You're honoring that wish, which is all you can do.

Return his daughter for him to bury.

Put an end to this, even if it does get us all k*lled.

Thank you, Taqa.

♪♪ (BIRD SCREECHING)

(BELL JINGLES)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

- (BELL JINGLES)

- (DOOR CLOSES)

(FLIES BUZZING)

(BUZZING CONTINUES)

(FLIES BUZZING)

(CLATTERING)

♪♪ Oh, yeah.

(GROWLING)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(INFECTED SNARLING)

(SNARLING)

(BALLS CLATTERING)

(GROWLING)

- (DOOR OPENS)

- (BELL JINGLES)

(SNARLING)

(PANTING)

(BELL JINGLES)

(GRUNTING)

- (PICKAX THUDS)

- (GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

♪♪ (PANTING)

(DISTANT CHATTER)

(NICK WHISPERS)

Mom?

♪ Hey, Mom?

♪ - Ofelia, Jesus.

- It's okay.

She's just asleep.

I saw Walker.

He told me.

- Where's your sister?

- Well, we found her.

She was okay.

She was happy, actually.

Um, look, I tried to get her to come back, but she knows where to find us.

- I'm sorry.

- Okay.

Okay.

Where's Troy?

He's at the bar, freaked out by all the Mexicans.

Oh, well, that's good, 'cause we...

the more people we have, then the safer...

(CRYING)

Oh, God.

(SNIFFLES)

(SIGHS)

God.

It's okay.

- It's okay.

- (CRYING CONTINUES)

(SNIFFLES)

Thank you for being here.

I don't know what I would do without you.

Come on, you need to get some fresh air.

- I'll look after Ofelia.

- Okay.

- It's all right.

- You take this.

- (SIGHS)

- (DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(EXHALES)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

♪♪ (GRUNTS)

Bitch, you touch my sh*t, I will cr*ck you open like a coconut.

Those are my potatoes.

Why the hell are your potatoes in my car?

You took them from the restaurant.

Got a limited supply and I'm not about to let them go.

Give them back and I'll be on my way.

Sounds like a conflict of interest to me.

And after you sh**t my t*nk, then what are you gonna do?

Why you gotta make trouble when there isn't any?

We can share them.

I'm tired and hungry, and I'd really prefer not to k*ll you.

- (SIZZLING)

- (CHATTER)

(CLEARS THROAT)

What is this?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

No, I...

I know what quesadilla is.

I'm asking what's sesos?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Oh, no, no.

I...

I don't drink.

- Look, I don't drink.

- What do you mean you don't drink?

- I mean I don't drink.

- I got a head start, so you got some catching up to do.

- Really?

- Amiga...

I don't...

I'm not gonna need this.

_ uppers?

You're looking for El Matadero.

_ - The slaughterhouse.

- ¿Qué?

You have to ask for El Matarife.

- El Matarife.

- No, it's all right.

- Okay, gracias.

- It's not a good idea, Nick.

It's not a...

Well, I saved your life.

You owe me.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Drink your milk.

(INHALES, EXHALES)

Okay, okay.

Okay.

Here you go.

Here you go.

- (MUSIC PLAYING)

- (CHATTER)

(GIGGLING, PANTING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(CHATTER CONTINUES)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(WOMAN SPEAKING SPANISH, MOANING)

(GRUNTING)

This is about the time you realize how deep in the sh*t you are.

And here I was, thinking we were friends.

I want to talk to Proctor John.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Yeah, don't we all.

No, I think it's better if you stay here with us.

I've got something that he wants.

Something that I can give him.

He's gonna want to hear this.

(ECHOING)

Ofelia, honey.

It's time.

Madison's voice: Ofelia.

- Ofelia, honey.

- WALKER: Come on, Ofelia.

Madison: It's time.

It's best if we go alone.

I'm coming with you.

I don't know how he'll respond to seeing you there.

Please?

It's okay, Taqa.

♪♪ It's okay, I got you.

It's okay.

Over here.

Easy.

Oh, okay.

(SHIVERING)

I'm freezing.

♪♪ If I turn, you put me down.

I don't want him to see me like that.

I don't want him to...

to do it, okay?

- You do it.

- It's not gonna come to that.

He's gonna be here any minute.

Please, please, please, do it?

Okay.

Tell him...

Tell him I was really looking forward to getting to know him.

Just tell him...

just...

just...

You spend your whole life lying to your kids because you think you can protect them.

Somehow, someway, they know.

They know who you are, they know what you did.

They know you.

It's in the blood.

You knew your father.

Don't think for one second you didn't.

Thank you.

Thank you, Madison.

(SIGHS)

(CAR APPROACHING)

Okay, he's here.

No, no.

No!

No!

- Wake up, please.

- (CAR DOORS OPEN)

- Please, Ofelia.

- (CAR DOORS CLOSE)

Oh, God.

Oh...

Oh, God.

- Daniel, wait, wait!

- Where's Ofelia?

Listen to me.

Stop, please, listen to me.

Just listen for a minute.

I gotta...

Listen to me.

No.

♪♪ Ofelia?

Ofelia?

Ofelia?

Ofelia?

- What kind of sick joke is this?!

- Daniel.

What happened?

- Answer me!

- Daniel, God, I'm so sorry.

I didn't...

just the ranch was...

was overrun.

Ofelia, she saved...

she saved us, - but she got bit.

- (SOBBING)

I'm so sorry.

I can't...

I can't even imagine.

I'm so sorry.

Please.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

_ - I'm so sorry.

- Get away from us...

before I k*ll you.

(g*nsh*t)

(SIGHS)

(CHATTER ECHOING)

- NICK: Perdóne.

- (WOMAN CACKLING)

¿Dónde está El Matarife?

Adentro.

Gracias.

(ECHOING VOICES CONTINUE)

("ANEMONE" PLAYING)

♪ I ♪ ♪ I think I know how I feel ♪ ♪ 'Cause I ♪ ♪ I only play it for real...

♪ Buenas noches.

Welcome to El Matadero, my fellow Americans.

How can I be of assistance?

Well, I was told you're the man with the things.

You were told correct.

What sort of things are you looking for?

- All the things.

- Hey, easy, easy.

(MEN LAUGHING, ECHOING)

We have heroína, morfina, cocaína, - anfetamina...

- Uh...

codeína.

Can't go down, we need to go up.

Do you really want up?

Let's just get what you need and let's get out of here.

Okay.

(CACKLING ECHOES)

This is locus coeruleus.

What the hell is that?

It's the nucleus from the brain stem.

Pure adrenaline.

As up as up gets.

Enough to wake the dead.

How much does a hunk of brain stem cost these days?

For you, my friend, it's free.

Nada es gratis.

Whose glands are these?

Shall we say pigs?

(LAUGHS)

Okay, come on, let's go, let's go.

Let's eat pigs.

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER ECHOING)

- (GLASS THUDS)

- Mm.

♪ I wanna know how it feels ♪ ♪ 'Cause I ♪ ♪ I only play it for real...

♪ (LAUGHTER ECHOING)

♪ Instead you're dragging me down...

♪ (LAUGHS)

Alicia: What do you do with the teeth?

I saw you with the clippers.

They buy gold in bulk at the post.

Some of the Mexicans will sell the teeth and the fingers for charms.

Protection from the biters, that sort of sh*t.

Here.

Thanks.

You look like you could use some protection.

That is disgusting, no offense.

None taken.

Where you headed if you're too good for good luck?

I got a tip on a place in the low desert.

Water, game.

You're gonna be passing ghost town after ghost town.

All picked clean.

These potatoes are a gift.

I'll find a way.

Will you, now?

(SCOFFS)

I either find a way to do this alone or I die.

And that right there is why I don't keep company.

When we're done here, I'm gonna take my things and go.

- No offense.

- None taken.

The problem ain't the k*lling, it's the friends.

This is the life.

You ain't gonna find a way out.

Not north, not south, not anywhere else.

You grow accustomed to the k*lling, you'll get by.

Who gets used to this?

If a woman sets her mind to it, she can get used to anything.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

♪♪ (PANTING)

- (GRUNTS)

- Nick!

Wait up!

(GRUNTS)

Nick, Nick, you're gonna...

- (ECHOING)

Hey.

- (ECHOING)

What?

I'm gonna have a...

I having a heart att*ck.

No, you don't fight it, man.

It makes it worse.

Just ride with it.

What do you mean, "Ride with it"?

This is just like another Tuesday for you, huh?

You know, the sad thing, Troy, is you will never feel freer or more yourself than when it's 5:00 in the morning and the sun's about to rise and you're out of your mind.

- (LAUGHS)

Oh, God.

- Everything else is just lunch.

- Yo, Nick?

Nick?

- And people's disappointment.

- (SNARLING)

- TROY: Nick, wait up, wait up.

Hey, N-Nick, Nick, Nick.

Wait, wait, wait.

- (INFECTED SNARLING)

- You wanna try something?

You wanna try something?

Hey, you wanna try something?

- Try something?

- (SNARLING)

Whoa, Nick!

Nick!

Nick, what are you doing?

Wipe it on thick, as much as you can.

You gotta walk quiet.

Stare at the space between atoms.

Troy: Nick?

Nick!

(SNARLING)

(WHISPERING)

Nick!

Nick!

♪♪ I can't go back.

- I can't go back with her.

- Shh, okay.

Shh.

- Shh, shh.

- I can't go back with her.

(SHUSHING)

♪♪ (DISTANT CHATTER)

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

I've been walking all night with my daughter.

I carried her out to a...

an olive tree and buried her with my hands.

She saved Alicia's life.

Alicia, where is she?

She left.

On her own now.

Had enough of all this, I suppose.

Can you blame her?

You were with Ofelia when she d*ed?

Did she say anything?

She said to tell you that she loved you.

She said she was looking forward to getting to know you.

I told her she already did.

- That you were...

- She never did know the man that brought her to the United States.

She saw him once for a moment, and it frightened her.

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES)

Well, get your things ready, Madison Clark.

This is no place for you.

I'd like to bring the others.

If that's all right.

♪♪ (SIGHS)

(BUCKET CLATTERS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Alicia: Thought you'd already gone.

Was about to.

Wouldn't have found me if this pile of junk were worth a damn.

Where you headed?

(SIGHS)

Guess some more k*lling.

Those teeth ain't gonna pull themselves.

- Need help?

- (INFECTED GROWLING)

I thought we said no friends.

Just the k*lling, then?

Ever think about selling your hair?

Don't even think about it.

♪♪ (DISTANT CHATTER OVER P.A.)

♪♪ Heading back to the dam.

Uh, Troy and I, we were thinking of maybe staying behind a couple of days.

It's a good place to have a toehold for when you come back and need to trade.

Well, good for me, then.

Yeah.

We'll secure more provisions for the dam when you need it.

You do what you need to.

You know where to find us.

- (ENGINE STARTS)

- (DOORS CLOSE)

(ENGINE STARTS)

You ready?

Yeah.

You?

Always.