Daryl Dixon: She got a name yet?
Carl Grimes: Not yet. I was thinking, maybe Sophia? Then there's Carol too. Andrea, Amy. Jacqui, Patricia. Or... Lori, I don't know.
Hershel Greene: The good news is, she looks healthy. But she needs formula, and soon or she won't survive.
Daryl Dixon: No. No way. Not her. We ain't losing nobody else. I'm going for a run.
Maggie Greene: I'll back you up.
Daryl Dixon: Okay, think where we're going. Beth.
[takes her aside and indicating Carl]
Daryl Dixon: Kid just lost his mom. His dad ain't doing so hot.
Beth Greene: I'll look out for him.
Daryl Dixon: You two get to the fence. Too many to pile up,we got ourselves a problem. Glen, Maggie, Vamonos
Michonne: People with nothing to hide don't usually feel the need to say so.
Glenn Rhee: A third of our group in one day.
Hershel Greene: 'Cause of one asshole.
Glenn Rhee: Part me me wishes that we killed all of the prisoners outside.