Ezekiel: I was scared back there.
Carol: I was, too. I'm glad you're okay.
Ezekiel: It made me remember something I've been taking for granted lately. We can't wait on life, so...
Ezekiel: Will you marry me?
Carol: Put that thing away. It'll snag on everything. And I told you not to ask me that.
Ezekiel: I know.
Carol: Especially after something like this. And this is not happening on a horse.
Ezekiel: I love you. And I always will. I'll keep this till you're ready.
Gavin: This is it! It is too late. I'm the "author," you're the dead man, and that's how it's gonna be. You think I can be someone else? This is who I am. I live, you die... This is what this is!
Ezekiel: The petty compromises I made to avoid conflict were always done in the name of saving my people's lives. Now I realize... I was saving yours. No more.
Ezekiel: I know what you want from me... what I should be doing. But I can't.
Carol Peletier: People out there need you.
Ezekiel: Who the hell was I to choose for them?
Carol Peletier: You're their king.
Ezekiel: 'Cause I said I was a king. I played a part. And early on, I was shown that the stakes were these people's lives. And I still played the part. I knew. And yet I smiled. I can't do it no more. I can't be what they need. So, please just... leave me alone.
Ezekiel: We face dire challenge and chance. Our lives... our way of life... it hangs in the balance, a fragile glass standing on a wire, high above the asphalt, as we pray for not one drop of rain under an overcast sky. And yet, I smile. We will fight, and we will bleed... and yet I smile. We shall face men, some cornered into their roles by circumstance, some desperate murderers thrilled by blood. We shall end them all. As is our charge this day. As is our sorrow. And yet, I smile. We will leave our loved ones... to traverse a dangerous road. Rushing out of peace into war. And yet, I smile. For we will mine glory from the rock of struggle this day. We will honor and protect this... this bastion of life in a land of the dead, and we will win. You trust the king... we will win. I smile... I laugh... I rejoice this day... for on this day, we are joined in purpose and vision... we are of a singular heart and mind. On this day, we are one! We are one! We are one! We are one! We are one! We are one!
Ezekiel: They are coming for us. Coming for us at this very moment. A powerful force of bloodthirsty rogues and unrepentant cutthroats bent on nothing short than our pitiless destruction. And yet I smile. And yet Carol smiles.
Jerry: Why, boss?
Carol Peletier: They probably have the numbers. But we have strategy.
Ezekiel: Yes, we do. Yes, we do. I am binding a hope to my heart, perhaps unwisely... but we have come this far, all of us, still here. If we follow this plan, if we keep to our training, if the fates continue to shine brightly upon us, allowing us this... this dream? We will lose not one of our ranks. We will lose not one of our ranks. Not one. We move onward.