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kenny ( telltale’s twd season two ) starters.

“ sounds like it ain’t been easy for you.”

“ come on, i’ll race you to the top.”

“ breathe like i told you.”

“ everything’s gonna be all right.”

“ just try to calm down.”

“ come on over. it’s safe.”

“ i… i can’t believe we found it.” “ you’ll do just fine. now get some sleep. we’ll need it.”

“ i think i’m all right. i mentioned it earlier.”

“ sounds like i don’t have much choice in the matter.”

“ you shouldn’t have to do stuff like this.”

“ it’s okay. i trust you.”

“ please, just… i need them to be safe… and it’s safe in there, i know that.”

“ just… ask someone… please? they won’t make it out here. please!”

“ it’s probably not my place to be tellin’ you what to do.”

“ i know you think you’re older, but… you’re not.”

“ thank you for the help, and uh… sorry for the language.”

“ ___… you made the right choice… i let you down… i let everyone down…”

“ please, just… do as i’m askin’… this one last time.”

“ i thought… i thought we lost you, buddy.”

“ now, i’m gonna go… i’m gonna go, before one of us… before one of us changes their mind.”

“ i don’t trust myself to keep you safe… not anymore.”

“ please, i’m begging you. please, stay here… stay here, where it’s safe.”

“ i’d never, ever hurt you. you understand? i was protecting you. you believe me, right?”

“ i thought i wanted this… asked for it, so many times… now that it’s happenin’… i’m scared.”

“ you’re always good for a smile.”

“ we almost made it… we were close, weren’t we…?”

“ so how’s it look? am i still gonna be pretty when this heals?”

“ then maybe my modelin’ days ain’t over.”

“ don’t worry. it can’t be that bad.”

“ so… i’m guessing this is gonna be the shitty part.”

“ well, you could’ve lied a little you know…”

“ i’m gonna expect you to be more of a gentleman than i am.”

“ i should’ve gave myself up… ___ didn’t have to die like that…”

“ oh, shit, sorry about that… it’s all right, buddy.”

“ i’m sorry for… for how i acted back there…”

“ i just… i- i couldn’t handle it… i’m sorry.”

“ i mean, you did what you could. you tried to help. and i blamed you for it. i’m so, so sorry.”

“ i know i can be a real shit sometimes.”

“ you did everything you could, and i’m sorry if anything i said made you feel any different than that.”

“ i thought i enjoyed that time away from them. from my family… but i’d give anything for one more second with them.”

“ i won’t make the same mistakes again. that’s a promise.”

“ we gotta stick together on this thing, all right?”

“ jesus, ___. you know me. you know i’m not like that.”

“ oh, thank god, you’re okay.”

“ you all right? that wasn’t your fault, okay? it’s all right.”

“ long story short, i got lucky. real lucky.”

“ feelin’ better?”

“ still wearin’ this dirty old thing, huh?”

“ oh, shit! i didn’t mean to… it’s just hard not to think about it, you know?”

“ i wish i could’ve found you sooner.”

“ everything’s gonna be fine now.”

“ you all right?”

“ gosh, it’s great to have you back.”

“ hey, look at me. you trust me, right?”

“ it’s a nice night.”

“ just… needed some air.”

“ it’s safe to come out.”

“ it’s right here. i got it.”

“ sorry about that. not sure what i was thinking.”

“ no! you can’t die. i won’t LET you die!”

“ i won’t be left alone again.”

“ i don’t care what these fuckers are saying, you’re gonna be FINE.”

“ we’re gonna leave. we’re gonna get out of this.”

“ ___! what’s going on?!”

“ you’re as stubborn as a damn mule.”

“ i’m gonna punch the first sonuvabitch i see. then i’m gonna take his gun and use it to shoot the NEXT sonuvabitch i see.”

“ gotta check it. i could use a hand.”

“ no. it’s too dangerous.”

“ we ain’t got all day here. they’re almost on us.”

“ oh… what hit me?”

“ no, no, i’m– i’m– i’m all right. come on… we got enough to worry about.”

“ all right, we gotta do something. come on.”

“ we need to get these bindings off.”

“ do it. just… just do it.”

“ hey there. hope you like the food.”

“ spent a long time alone after that. it uh… anyway…”

“ do tough bastards get their ass kicked in front of everybody?”

“ for some reason, i tried to save that fuckin’ shitbird ___.”

“ that sound’s gonna draw walkers. we gotta shut it down, now!”

“ hey, help me find something to get these off. anything sharp that could cut these.”

“ who are these guys? can we take ‘em?”

“ nothing’s wrong. babies know how to be born.”

“ well, out with it. did you see any way outta here?”

“ where are we goin’?”

“ we’re in a tight spot. gonna have to wriggle our way out.”

“ it’s up to us to figure a way outta here. you up for it?”

“ i said i got it!”

“ just relax.”

“ we need to get on the road as soon as possible. we leave at first light.”

“ we shoulda left right away, instead of watin’ around.”

“ we gotta keep movin’ if we’re gonna make it to that town before nightfall.”

“ i’m just doin’ what has to be done. like always.”

“ look, i know we’re all hurtin’… but i need your help here. okay?”

“ is that it? i thought you said it was a house.”

“ i ain’t being weird about it.”

“ come on. let’s get some sleep. we gotta be ready.”

“ that’s why i gotta be able to count on you.”

“ don’t even start with that shit.”

“ everything just went black… by the time i got my head straight, it was too late.”

“ well, i got first watch.”

“ we can’t be too careful.”

“ go! i’m right behind ya.”

“ oh, we could use a hot meal right about now. might be all i need.”

“ hey, listen. i didn’t want that to happen either.”

“ this is a mistake.”

“ hey. keep it down.”

“ really?! of all the childish bullshit.”

“ get your shit together.”

“ hell of a day. but we gotta get movin’.”

“ nah, don’t worry yourself about this. it’s nothing. hasn’t killed me yet, anyway.”

“ we’re in a fucking precarious position here. we gotta do something about that!”

“ what the hell is wrong with you? we gotta get out of here!”

“ oh, i hope you ain’t sayin’ what i think you’re saying.”

“ we came this far. we’re not going back.”

“ i’d stay out of this, boy/girl.”

“ the fuck are you talkin’ about?”

“ so, walker just snuck up on you, huh?”

“ i’m trying to help!”

“ everybody’s scared. it ain’t an excuse to sound like a nutcase.”

“ i don’t know what the fuck you’re saying, but i know it’s bullshit!”

“ you got a hearing problem, kid?”

“ you don’t need to look at me like that.”

“ yeah? well i’ve been in a situation like this before. you ever been a prisoner?”

“ listen, vanilla ice, i don’t know what your deal is, but you’re more than welcome to take off in the morning.”

“ man, i know one advantage of livin’ in the apocalypse is not dealing with that shit no more.”

“ shut up. this ain’t your call.”

“ man… fuck that guy!”

“ i don’t think we can trust him. i mean, clearly he’s already drank to much of the kool-aid.”

“ i ain’t nobody’s laborer. fuck that!”

“ let ‘em do this shit themselves if it’s so goddamn important.”

“ you ain’t gonna force me to do this bullshit!”

“ or what? you gonna go tell on me?”

“ yeah, this is a REAL help. why don’t you just worry about yourself.”

“ i want to, but this sonuvabitch keeps testin’ me.”

“ fuck! grab something!”

“ ‘cause this place’ll be fuckin’ chaos when that thing hits. no one’ll be payin’ any attention to us.”

“ what is it with you?”

“ don’t tell me to relax.”

“ this shit is all dangerous!”

“ that’s perfect! why didn’t you say something sooner?”

“ you’re real difficult to deal with sometimes.”

“ come on, up and at ‘em.”

“ it’s you or nobody, so you’re nominated.”

“ well, long day tomorrow. one long day.”

“ all right, look, if we’re gonna do somethin’, we have to do it now!”

“ i’m sorry, but i don’t know you from fuckin’ adam, all right?”

“ oh, you have your pockets all out.”

“ i’m sorry, but it’s the only way.”

“ heh. fucker.”

“ go on. you don’t need to see this.”

“ it’s gonna get messy.”

“ you won’t see anything.”

“ i ain’t going nowhere.”

“ leave us ALONE!”

“ get the FUCK away from us!”

“ fucker came outta nowhere.”

“ you son of a bitch! this is your fuckin’ fault!”

“ don’t WHAT?”

“ you wanna tell me how a can of fuckin’ chili is gonna help a baby?”

“ what the fuck did you do?”

“ what? no speaka de english?”

“ you… fuck. why? WHY?!”

“ you stupid FUCKING kid!”

“ how the fuck did that happen?”

“ say it in american, asshole.”

“ you’ve been saying that every time i ask.”

“ i’m really starting to think… you’re full of shit.”

“ drop that now or i’m gonna fucking shoot! i’ll do it.”

“ i should let you drown, you piece of shit.”

“ drop it. drop it! don’t fucking- don’t move! i said don’t move!”

“ please forgive me… i can’t be alone again…”

“ you think i don’t know what y’all are whispering about over there? what’s wrong with __, why is __ acting that way? do you think __’s okay? it’s all i hear from anyone anymore.”

“ worried, huh? well, that’s nice of you, seeing as this was your fault in the first place.”

“ all you could do? because of you, ___ is DEAD, and you’re telling me you did all you could do?”

“ you think that you can just get people killed and no one will care? that because you’re ‘sorry,’ it’ll all magically go away? that’s not how it works!”

“ now, for the last time, just… get the fuck out of here and leave me alone.”

“ you know what it feels like to get beaten almost to death? peaceful. it feels peaceful.”

“ and then i woke up again, and nothin’s changed. i’m still takin’ a beating, every day. no peace, no rest. the punches just keeps coming.”

“ why the hell couldn’t ___ have just finished me off? obviously i ain’t helping anyone by being here.”

“ what the fuck are you doing up here?”

“ we’ve got god-knows-how-many walkers out there, which YOU were supposed to be keeping an eye out for.”

“ what’s goin’ on is you’re a reckless fuckin’ moron.”

“ what the fuck is goin’ on out there?”

“ fuck you! you started this shit!”

“ this doesn’t have to get any worse than it already is! you can just go!”

“ english, motherfucker!”

“ that don’t matter. i’m ending this!”

“ get out here, right fucking now!”

“ you piece of shit!”

“ goddamnit. GOD. DAMMIT! that stupid fucking…!”

“ get off me!”

“ get out of the way!”

“ then close your eyes and i’ll make it quick.”

“ you stay outta this! you’re the reason these fuckers came after us in the first place.”

“ just gimme a reason.”

“ the hell’s this?”

“ when i tell you something, you fuckin’ listen, you understand?”

“ s/h’es getting what s/he deserves.”

“ just fuckin’ stay put.”

“ goddamn it! i knew this was gonna happen.”

“ what the FUCK did you do? what did you DO?!”

“ you sure talk a lotta shit, but you got a better plan?”

“ what’s that? you’re talking into my bad ear, sweetheart.”

“ aw, i still can’t hear you.”

“ i’ll pull this fucking car over.”

“ you wanna die out here?”

“ you shut your fuckin’ mouth.”

“ i am done playin’ games with you.”

“ oh, i know exactly what you are. nothin’. nobody cares about you, and you don’t care about nobody but yourself. that makes you nothin’.”

“ DON’T. i’m warning you, you little shit.”

“ you listen to me. you mouth off about my family, and i will fuckin’ end you.”

“ what, running away again? what a fuckin’ shocker!”

“ in the end, you still only care about yourself, right?”

“ i was there… i couldn’t… goddamn you, i loved that wo/man!”

“ you fuckin’ liar, that ain’t true!”

“ I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK ABOUT MY FAMILY!”

“ YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!”

“ what are you saying? no… NO!”

“ this is on you!”

“ i’ll fuckin’ KILL you.”

“ just… fucking… die!”

“ you gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.”

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