Character: Rick

You gave me the gun. You tried.
- I tried to, Morgan?
- Tried to get me to do it. Because I had to do it. I had to kill her, his Jenny.
Knew what I had, but I didn't. Did not and decided that nothing bad will happen.
We are constantly looking for food. And I checked one cellar and didn't want Dwayne to go down there with me. And when he stood back up... she was standing right in front of him.
He was holding a weapon, but the shot could not. I called him and he turned around. And then she just attacked him.
I'm just mad, mad. Mad with rage. Crazy did. Finally. But it's too late!

- How did this happen? Please tell me.
- My mother is dead. She's been bitten. She died in front of me. Recently. It is believed that the souls trapped in the bodies of the monsters that the murder of a dead man releases them. Carl led me to your community, and I told him about how I believed my mother. We met a couple of the dead. He wanted to honor her. I think he was trying to show that he can be trusted. And so it happened. He died, expressing reverence the woman didn't know. But it was dangerous. It was dangerous, but I didn't think about it. He should have been. But all that remains of those we have lost what belonged to them... it's their ideas.
Thank you.

Yes, I robots for fun inventing!

Oh, give me land, lots of land
under the starlit sky.
Don't limit me.
Let me gallop through all
wide and spacious country, which they love.
Don't limit me.
Let me be myself
during an evening breeze
And listen to the rustle of the poplars.
Banish me forever,
but I ask you please
Don't limit me.

We can be here. You're not the President of Amazon.
Yes, we were told in school about your post. You are a servant of the people. Technically, we, your superiors.

- What happened there?
- Same as always, kill Morty Morty.

If we can kill the enemy, it means that we can't Jack off!?

Wubba lubba dub dub.

Hate the game, not the player, son.

Everyone in this room needs to know two things: never betray me and it's time to throw!

- I have a new catchphrase!
Really? And what, Rick?
- "I love my grandchildren." Almanacka! Figure out there! My new phrase is "I*UY!"

Well, that means it's time to take minutes of action on opening new paragraph: "to Check whether a corpse is a corpse before the autopsy," laughed the werewolf.

- Bring it in, - came from the open door, in the morgue made a corpse on a stretcher and made for the nearest table.
All for you, sweetie. Have fun, - he joked grimly, watching as I close already laid out on the table books.
- Yes, I would like and not get bored, ' I muttered.

You cannot return out of fear.