Episode Title: Judge, Jury, Executioner ...
It was a dark crisp night on the Greene farm, the survivors breath hovered in the air. The sound of crickets and a light breeze turned into tires spinning up the dirt driveway to the farm. Andrea, Glenn , Tyrese arrive back completing their mission, finding Hershel. The truck however has an extra passenger, a man with an injured leg. Maggie runs through the main door of the farm house. she greats her father with a hug. Glenn and Maggie quietly lead Hershel back into the house. Andrea and Tyrese shaken from the shootout in town. " who is that? what were you thinking bring someone back here? shoulda just put a sign down by the road, hotel with vacancy, gotta use your brain people come on!" Shane says frustrated as he rubs his head. Andrea and Tyrese get Randle out of the truck. "Throw him in the barn, tie HIM UP GOOD, I gotta talk to you people." Shane exclaims. " You don't even plan on treating his wound do you" Andrea states. "And waste our recourses ? You might need those supplies tomorrow, hell carl might need them tonight" Shane replies sternly.(The camera follows the 2 putting Randle in the barn before focusing on Shane , he rubs his head angerly as the theme music starts to play).
The group pilled into the farmhouse sitting room, it was quite large but looked quite small with the group all pilled in anxiously awaiting for Shane to start yelling, again. The sound of the fire crackling quickly turned to Shane's rasp loud voice ," He was with 'em, hell bring them right to our front door!" Despite Dale being an older fragile man he sparked right back at Shane " you don't know that for sure , he's just a kid for Christ shakes." " Dale we cant just lock him up , what if he gets out kills one of us, nor we don't have the recourses. were just sitting ducks here man , go about our days like he's not here and just hope that group don't roll up on our door. Thy could kill anyone of us, are you willing to have the blood on YOUR hands, to me this matter is settled." Shane pops backs. " this world, what it is now, this is where YOU belong. And I may not have what it takes to last long, But that's okay. 'cause at least i can say when the world goes to shit , i didn't let it take ME down with it." Dale states " y'know dale you got one thing right you wont last long making those decisions." Shane laughs "This is a young mans LIFE, and it is worth more than five minute conversation. we kill someone because you say he poses a threat that might not be there. Andrea and Tyrese saved him, and now look at you! not even a word. He's going to be executed. How are we any better than those people that we're so scared of?" dale fires. The room goes silent for a moment reveling the fire crackling in the background of a fiery debate." This is my farm and there wont be any killing on MY land " Hershel stated somewhat aggressively " You think this Farm is still yours old man" Shane chuckles " I didn't come in here to debate what to do with the outsider, it was incredibly stupid of the four of you to bring him back here , if were going to survive you gotta use your brain, think a little before yall do something. you think you can do better ? well there's the door , come on go send me a post card , lets see how damn far you get. If your staying lets get one thing straight, I make all the decisions, none of this willy nilly going off and bringing strangers back to the farm, anything like that!" Shane yells furiously! The room goes silent again reviling the fire crackling matching Shane's temper. The conversation heated as the fire, Dale seeing only humanity, Shane seeing only a threat to Lori, carl and the unborn baby . Andrea chimes in to break up the men. " Enough already, you're acting like children, If you want to be Judge , Jury , and Executioner go ahead, Dale you don't have to be apart of it, Shane's been keeping us alive." Shane walks out without a word.
Later that night Shane decides to walks around the farm, staying alert for any threat to arrive. If Randle's group finds the farm he'll be ready. He hasn't executed Randle yet.. waiting for him to feel like he's just going to be a prisoner. Shane quietly slides out of the master bed of the farmhouse. Lori and Carl sleeping peacefully, something he thought wasn't possible just a couple weeks ago. Shane whispers to their unborn baby " Daddy's going to keep you safe no matter what, i'll do anything!" He grabs his pistol and quietly leaves. Dale unable to sleep, tossing and turning in his RV. Debating with himself if he should just leave, he cant leave, Andrea wont go with him, he cant leave without her, he loves her. Even if that love isn't returned to him. he'd rather take his chances here, even if his conscience cant take it, being near Andrea is better than being completely Alone just to die anyway. He sits up on the bunk, rubbing his face. Through the small dirty window of the RV he catches movement from the corner of his eye. Shane is walking back from the far side of the farm toward the barn. He quickly throws on some clothes, trying not to make any noise. Shane walks into the barn, kicking Randle in the wounded leg, he's weak and sweating. The pain alerting him awake like an alarm clock on a Monday morning. Randel squeals in pain. " Good your up, This ain't personal ,man! But i gotta protect my family, Lori Carl and the baby ..." "BLAM" Shane shoots Randle in the head point blanks his body slumps over as Dale bursts in the barn. "Shane what have you..." Dale asks as he's cut off from a gunshot and blood in his mouth. "BLAM" Shane shot Dale in the stomach. Dale collapses holding his front side.
The first gunshot rings out over the still night waking the group. Andrea and Tyrese both grab weapons and run toward the gunshot. Lori holds Carl tight, frightened and not knowing where Shane is she stays put. In the sitting room of the farm house Glenn says to Hershel " That came from the barn" Hershel replies " Sounds like Shane did what he planed on doing after all" .Back at the barn the smell of freshly fired gunpowder burns in the air, the sound of Dale gargling can be heard outside as he fights for every breath, each one getting harder , taking more energy, he's drowning on his own blood. He's about to give up but starts to fight again when he sees Andrea run into the barn. She rushes to his side. Her face strong but quivering, she cant fight it anymore tears began to flow as though she turned on a hose. she grabs Dales weathered hand and says through her tears " Oh , Dale..." she kisses him on the cheek , whispers goodbye and fires her sidearm ending his suffering shooting him in the head. "BLAM" A third gunshot rang out over the farm .She pauses for a moment, the man she grew to care about so much, the man who got her through her sisters death, the man who was by her side since day 4 of the outbreak lied dead in front of her , just like her sister, She never told him how much she loved him and now he's gone. Tyrese standing in the doorway with his hammer stares at Shane. After a few moments Andrea comes back to reality, she needs to know what happened. " What happened?" she askes as she wipes some tears from her eyes. Shane lies straight to her face as he done days ago to Patricia when he returned from getting medical supplies and shot Otis and left him to be devoured by the dead. "I was out walking the perimeter, checking for people, walkers anything, Randle got free... had dales gun, I got here too late. Then I ended Randle like i planned to do in the morning." Tyrese looks at Shane suspiciously but says nothing.
The sun was still hours from rising, the cool crisp air now thick with tension, the smell of burnt gunpowder and smoke from the chimney of the farmhouse filled the air. No one would be getting anymore sleep tonight. The Greene's and Glenn lid awake in the sitting room, " You know it was quite here before all of this started" Hershel says to Glenn as Maggie holds her sister. " I don't agree with what he dose but he has kept us alive so far" Glenn replies. Shane stands with his arms folded as he looks over the warm bodies of two men who's lives had just taken. Andrea shivers, the cold air seeping into her bones. Just outside the farms permeameter the sound of crickets are drowned out by sounds of an army of the dead , approaching our survivors safe haven, they pile through the trees like a tsunami, its unstoppable. The sound of the gunfire drawing them in. From a birds view they can be seen fumbling along tripping over one another, the sounds echoing through the trees. The walking corpses funnel into the barn startling the three living people." run for the loft now! run go !" Shane yells " BLAM BLAM BLAM" More gunfire echo's through the night ...