[Clem's almost caught by a walker when she gets stuck in-between a shutter. Afterwards...]
Clementine: Guess I'm...not quite as small as I used to be.
Bonnie: But you're tough for your size.
Mike: Shit, you're tough for MY size.
Jane: They can't keep you safe forever.
Clementine: No one is safe forever.
[The group spots a raccoon at the museum.]
Bonnie: It just walked on in like it owned the place. Figure it'd make a nice meal.
Clementine: We can eat raccoon?
Mike: I'd eat the shit out of that raccoon.
[The girls give him a sidelong glance.]
Mike: Not like...I mean. Just that I'd be real happy to eat that raccoon. I am starving.
[Clem locates an old overcoat at the Civil War museum.]
Bonnie: Clem found a jacket.
Mike: That's great, but, uh, isn't grey the, y'know, uh...? We can't put Rebecca in a Confederate coat.
Bonnie: Oh, I didn't even think about that.
Mike: Guess it's better than nothing though.
Jane: Find anything?
Jane: Stuff? Just...stuff? Well, you already sound like a teenager.
Kenny: You know what it feels like to be beaten almost to death? Peaceful. It feels peaceful. It was like I was floatin' away, watching the whole thing happen to me. And then I woke up again, and nothing's changed. I'm still takin' a beating, every day. Duck. Katjaa. Sarita. No peace. No rest. The punches just keep coming.
Kenny: You think because you're a little girl 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!
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