Chapter 5
Randy and Howard are in the drugstore along with Lee, Clementine and the others.
Randy: I can't believe you're with Larry's side, Howard.
Howard: What? Duck is bitten.
Randy: But he's not. He's not bitten. And I'm really disappointed with you, you know.
Howard: Well, that's for making us been kicked from the farm and it's my own opinion, Cunningham. You can't change that.
Randy: It's not like I'm going to ninja out or what. They're will found out I'm disappeared.
Howard: Well maybe you should talk to Nomicon instead
Howard walks to Lee
Howard: So what do we do?
Lee: Let's go inside.
Howard: Man, I hate doing something.
Lee: Well you need to, Howard.
Lee points to the room next to Lilly and Larry. He opens the door and he looks sad when he looks down at a bed which is surrounded by blood and the bed is covered by a sheet. Randy and Howard and Clem are behind Lee.
Lee: I can't... I can't think about them like this.
Randy: Can't think about who?
Lee:... No one.
Randy: Ok then.
Lee looks down and he sees a photo. A photo of himself and his family. He takes the photo and smiles at it and then he looks sad and he rips the part of the photo where he is in. Suddenly...
Carley: Found anything?
Lee looks shocked, he turns to Carley and drops the piece of the photo.
Lee: It's a photo I found. Maybe it can help us with the keys.
Carley: I know who you are.
Lee is shocked and so are Randy and Howard and they decide to listen.
Carley: You're Lee Everett, you were a professor at Athens who killed a state senator who was sleeping with your wife.
Lee: How do you-
Carley: I'm a reporter from WABE from Atlanta. I saw your trial, you may be a murderer but I don't really care. That's a skill that might come in handy later.
Lee: Hm.
Randy and Howard were shocked when they heard this. Lee was a murderer and they never knew that but he doesn't like the type of guy to kill someone with joy.
Carley: Does anybody know who you are or that you are tied to this place?
Lee: No.
Carley: Good... You seem like an ok guy, and the last thing we need is drama out there. You got these kids to take care, don't make me wrong on this.
Lee: I don't plan to.
Carley: Good, cause if this keeps longer and you're a detriment to the group, then we might have a problem.
Lee: I hear you.
Carley: I'm gonna keep this to myself.
Lee: Thanks.
Carley:... Don't worry about it.
Carley leaves the room. Randy then talk with Lee.
Randy: So you actually killed somebody before.
Lee: Yes. But it wasn't on purpose. I was angry and...
Howard: Never help this guy in the first place
Randy: Howard!
Randy glares at Howard and punches him on the shoulder
Howard: What was that for?
Howard rubs his shoulder
Randy: Don't worry. We aren't afraid of you or anything.
Howard: Yeah. Besides, You just killed zombies in front of us.
Lee: But they weren't alive so I don't know if that counts.
Randy: Well as Carley said, I really don't care about what happened.
Lee: Thanks, Randy. Now let's get to work.
Lee, Randy, and Howard see the door which is blocked by a pallet and a table. Lee removes the pallet and a cane falls on the floor.
Clementine: What's that?
Lee: It's my dad's cane.
Clementine: Was he sick.
Lee: Nah, he was ok. In fact, I saw him whoop shoplifters with this. Plus, it looks very cool, like you and your hat.
Clementine: My dad gave it to me.
Lee: See, dads are smart like that.
Howard: Yeah, Unlike my dad, he's been unfair to me.
Clementine: Did he's been mean to you?
Howard: Nah, he's not. He's just stupid and weird.
Clementine: But it's not nice to talk to your dad like that
Howard: Like I said before Clementine. It's my own opinion.
Randy: Howard, Clem is just a little girl, don't you saying things like that to her.
Howard: Like I care if I said it, Cunningham.
Clementine: What about your dad, Randy? Is he a good guy?
Randy: Of course, Clementine. But he passed away when I was your age due to a car crash.
Clementine: Oh... S-sorry for your lost.
Randy: That's fine, Clem. But let's forget about that.
Clementine: Ok
Lee looks at the table.
Lee: We're gonna have to move this.
Howard: Ugh now you want me to move this table.
Randy: Hey, are you just gonna stand there or you're gonna help me and Lee move this table
Howard: I'm just gonna stand here.
Randy: Ugh
Howard: Hey, you asked
Randy: Mhm
Howard: Ok, Fine. I will but just this one.
Clementine: Can I help?
Lee: Sure.
Lee, Randy, Howard, and Clementine move the table a bit.
Clementine: Lee, do you have kids?
Lee: No.
Clementine: Do you have a family?
Lee:... What do your parents do?
Clementine: Well, my mom is a doctor and my dad is an engineer.
Lee: Those sound like good jobs.
Howard: Yeah, unlike my parents. My mom's just a housewife and my dad is a worker at a business owned by McFist Industries
Lee: McFist Industries?
Howard: Why? Never heard of it before?
Lee: No
Randy: Well McFist Industries are located at Norrisville Town only.
Lee: Oh...
Randy: And the guy who owned that Industries is Hannibal McFist.
Lee: Sounds like he's owned that Business.
Randy: Yeah but he's a jerkwad.
Lee: Why are you saying like that? You hate him that much?
Howard: Yeah for one reason but let's don't want to talk about that, Lee.
Lee: Uh huh, You hating that person is none of my business
Clementine: What's your job, Lee?
Lee: I teach history.
Clementine: Like social studies?
Lee: Yeah.
Clementine:... You didn't answer my question.
Randy: I don't want to be mean but I think we should continue.
Lee, Clementine, Randy, and Howard move the table again.
Clementine: Why don't you want to talk about your family, Lee? Do they like hate you?
Lee:... I hope not.
Clementine: I'm sorry.
Lee: Don't worry, it's not your fault. Look, I'm not a bad guy. Things just happened and we didn't talk much after that.
Clementine: My parents don't talk with me when I get into trouble.
Lee: I can relate.
Howard: Me too.
Lee, Clementine, Randy, and Howard move the table one last time and...
Clementine: OW!
Clementine accidentally hurt her finger and it's bleeding.
Randy: Are you ok, Clementine?
Clementine: I hurt my finger!
Lee: Is it bleeding?
Clementine: A little.
Randy: Don't worry. I'll look for something.
Clementine: Thank you.
Randy opens the drawer and finds a bandage. He goes to Clementine.
Randy: Ok, let's see.
He touches her finger.
Clementine: OW!
Randy: Oops, sorry.
Howard: Ahh Come on, Cunningham. It's just a scratch. Let Dr. Howard Weinerman does it.
He pushes Randy and touches Clem's finger many times.
Clementine: OWWWWW!
Randy take Howard's handoff from Clem's finger.
Randy: Howard, Stop that! You're only making it worse! Sorry, my pal Howie is always like that.
Randy bandages Clementine's finger.
Lee: That was impressive, Randy.
Randy: I learned it from my mom except she bandages my ankle.
Lee: Well, good job. You would be a good big brother.
Howard: Ha, too bad he doesn't have any younger siblings.
Randy rolled his eyes at Howard
Clementine: But you do have a sister who two years older than you.
Howard: Yeah. I did tell you that yesterday.
Clementine: Is she ok?
Howard: Yeah... Look, let's just stop talking about it ok?
Clementine: Ok.
Lee tries to open the door.
Lee: It's locked.
Randy: Do you know where we can find the keys?
Lee: No idea.
Howard opens another drawer and finds a remote.
Howard: Cool! I found the remote!
Lee: That's my dad's remote.
Randy: Howard, give the remote it to Lee now.
Howard: Nope
Randy snatched the remote off of Howard's pudgy hand with tiny fingers and give it to Lee.
Howard: Hey, that's my remote! I got that first!
Randy: You mean that's Lee's Dad remote.
Howard crossing his arm and murmuring.
Lee: Ready to back to the drugstore?
Randy and Howard: Yes.
Clementine: Yes... Lee, you're not bad, right?
Lee: No.
Clementine: That lady said you killed somebody. Was he one of the things trying to eat you?
Lee:... Yes.
Clementine: And you had to protect yourself?
Lee: That's right. Ok, let's go back.
Lee, Randy, Howard, and Clementine go back into the drugstore.
Clementine pokes Randy.
Randy: What's up, Clem?
Clementine: Randy, what if my parents are home and I'm not there?
Randy doesn't know what to say and he definitely doesn't want to tell her about the answering machine.
Randy: Um... Maybe they'll find us. Track us down.
Clementine: Ok. I've got my walkie-talkie in case they want to find me.
Randy: Just stay with us until then, ok?
Clementine: Ok.
To Be Continued.