Took you long enough.


Stop. It's over, kid. This shit is done.


Negan: Oh, shit. My bad.
Alpha: Do not miss again. Many guardians were sacrificed. We must gather and replenish.
Negan: Well I really need to show y'all how to savor a victory.
Alpha: It is not a victory.

The sickos were either dead or trapped under rocks. We kept pushing, searching, took a turn and before we knew it, we were in the horde. Connie and I moved together, the sickos pushed forward, got between us, and her hand just slipped out of mine. I didn't find her again.