Rick Grimes: Carl... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. A father's job is to protect his son.

Carl Grimes: Love. It's just to love.

(Carl reaches for his gun)

Rick Grimes: No. No.

Michonne: Carl... It... It... It... It should be...

Carl Grimes: I know. I know. Somebody you love. When you can't do it yourself. But I still can. I grew up. I have to do this. Me. I love you.

Michonne: I love you, too.

Carl Grimes: I love you, Dad.

Rick Grimes: I love you, Carl. I love you so much. I'll make it real. I will. I will.