Rick has on the same shirt. Must be pretty ripe.
Farmer Rick growing a nice crop of guns. And zombie hunger.
Well, the farmyard looks pretty neat. Awww...the pig's name is Violet.
All pigs should be called Bacon.
Carol and "Mr. Dixon" need to hook up already. And, how does geeky kid survive the zombie apocalypse?
Aww...Pooky...Carol and Daryl are so cute.
Glenn is having performance anxiety :-(
Hey, T-Dog 3.0...stop complaining...and hitting on a chick covered in zombie gore...oops, never mind...
Herschel's blonde daughter is meant for Carl, not generic survivor boy.
Hey, Hershel has a leg. And he knows agronomy.
Sweet...Michonne on a horse!
And she brings comics and a much needed razor for Grizzly Rick. So thoughtful.
The Council...so, democracy has broken out. That won't last very long.
Why would Rick NOT have a gun with him?
So far so. Good intros for new characters, new power structure, the sense that the prison community is evolving and building...and that the zombie menace may be changing as well.
Ugh...Comic Book Men...biggest waste of time on TV.
Uh, is the survivor chick Swedish?
Oh, and kinda of green.
No Rick...don't trust the Scottish Wood Nymph!
Question one: why are you Scottish?
Question two: why do you have chlorophyll in your skin?
Question three: do you have access to a supply of Twinkies? If so...you are so in Prisontopia.
Carl is into soccer?!?! Aw, he's even more awesome..er.
Also, Carl is definitely becoming the alpha-male.
Daryl Dixon, homicide detective...right...
Man, I like how he's screwing with him as well...
Also nice establishing how "well-oiled" the scavenging team has become.
Now I wanna see Captain Phillips...darn you the power of advertising.
Yuck...spider...
So, Scottish Wood Nymph is on the worst vacation ever.
Is this going to cannibalistic or something?
Apparently, you learned to live without ever bathing...ever...
Hey...leave the standee alone.
Dude, there is a ton of booze. Do not leave it behind. Oh, wait, do you have a "dark secret."
Ha ha ha! The dangers of drinking, I guess. And, also of having too many zombies on a roof. It's an entrails pinyata!
Awesome, getting body bombed.
See, this is why you should never drink...because you'll get caught under a shelving unit and have zombies drop on you. Metaphorically speaking, of course.
Jeez...does everyone whine in an apocalypse?
Sweet goo-scalping.
How many zombies were on the roof? Apparently 500 or so.
Darly's like "I'm gonna have a helicopter drop on me...not cool."
Sweet...just pull the brains out dude.
See, cannon-fodder cannot have Herschel's blonde daughter. The power of Carl will not be denied.
She is a cannibal...a Scottish Wood Nymph cannibal...feeding her zombie boyfriend's head.
Annoying...but dead in one episode...that's good writing then.
Rick...put her out of her misery dude.
What was that about, exactly? Other than filling up some time.
Rick, why would let zombie boyfriend head still live.
Okay, looking forward to Ender's Game as well.
Nathan Fillion...Sweeeeeet!!!!!
Carol on knives, the most awesome lecture ever given.
Wait, so Carol is gonna get in trouble for teaching survival skills? Huh?
Oh man, Violet is dead...I miss her more than Scottish Wood Nymph.
T-Dog 3.0, stop bitching. Maggie not preggers. And the other chick is named Beth. Got it. Let's see if I remember it next week. Doubt it.
Daryl: Hey, the generic guy you were face sucking is dead. Beth: Oh, that's too bad. Here, let me fiddle with my overly quirky signage.
Michonne is fixated on Macon. Why is that? Maybe because it rhymes with bacon.
Uh oh, is Poindexter going to come back as a zombie? Well, duh.
Hmmm...are we seeing an evolution of the zombie virus?
Well, not bad, even if the payoff for the Scottish Wood Nymph story wasn't really there. Looks like we're gonna be losing a lot of cannon-fodder in the next episode.
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