Sunday night's "Killer Within" was easily the best episode of Walking Dead Season 3 so far, and since this is easily the best season so far, I guess we just watched the best episode of Walking Dead
so far. We finally got to the bottom of the who's-spying-on-Carol
mystery. We finally got to see T-Dog interact with other characters. We
finally got Rick (and Carl) to cry. What is this world coming to??
Michonne
sees bloody bullet holes all over the army jeep the Governor just
brought back, and guess what, she smells something fishy yet again.
Meanwhile, he's flirting with Andrea by sternly reminding her he'll
NEVER tell anyone his real name. Hey, it's better than Merle's tactic:
"How come we never hooked up?" Andrea: "You called me a whore and a
rug-muncher." How you gon' choose with all these fine men around, girl?
Back
at the prison (FINALLY!!), the person who was spying on Carol a few
weeks ago is now smearing deer parts (zombie bait) all over the
unfortified entrances to the prison. Oh boy, are we in trouble now! This
guy (or girl) is stirring the zombie prison pot!!!
The two remaining inmates (Axel and Oscar, according to Wikipedia)
keep wandering out of their cell block. They've noticed the weak spots
on their own fences, but the gang isn't having it. Despite T-Dog's
fervent pleas to let the inmates live peacefully among our survivors,
Daryl locks them up again. Sorry T-Dog, you might actually be the last
Democrat left.
Hershel's healing up so darn
quick, he's ready to take a stroll in the yard with one leg and a
crutch. He's dancing around, bell-kicking and yee-hawing, when suddenly
ten million zombies start flooding in. It's that damn deer bait! It
leads the zombies directly to the Hershel bait! Everyone runs inside the
cell block, but I guess there must've been more deer bait in there too
because now it's full of zombies. Zombies inside, zombies outside
- nothing could be worse than this. Nothing except T-DOG GETTING BITTEN
IN THE SHOULDER.
Nowhere
is safe. Everyone else is trapped in the prison's inner tunnels while
Rick, Daryl, and Glenn try to find the source of the alarm blares that
are now attracting every zombie in Georgia to the prison. Oscar thinks
it's one of the backup generators. CLASSIC OSCAR.
Maggie, Lori, and Carl search for shelter because, oh yes, Lori's having contractions right now.
They sneak into a boiler room whose door won't fully close (but don't
worry, that never becomes an issue) so that Lori can go for broke. She's
pushing and pushing, perhaps jumping the gun a bit (I mean her water
hasn't even broken yet and this is TELEVISION after all), and when lots
of blood starts coming out, she realizes she needs Maggie to just go for
it and give her a c-section. Carl just stands there like,
"...don't...do that..." as Lori takes off her pants.
Over
in good old Woodbury, the Governor is capable of hitting golf balls
directly into zombies' heads from 100 yards away. JUST LIKE UNCLE BUCK. Walking Dead,
if you are trying to make me like the Governor by making him just like
Uncle Buck, you have succeeded. I want one of the zombies to go "I'm
SORRRRAYYYYYYY, ok assholes?! I'm SORRRAYYYYY- Ow! (sniffle) I'm sorry."
Haha what a gas! Merle comes up and is like "Andrea showed me where my
brother might be on a map. Can I go?" but the Governor is just testing
out fancy plates on a piano and saying "huh, unbreakable!" He's not even
listening. Larry and...uh...Betsy...yeah, that's right. It's worth
noticing that as the Governor promises Merle he'll go with him if he can
bring more evidence of Daryl's whereabouts, his face twitches LIKE
CRAZY. It's Claire Danes level.
Carol
and T-Dog can't reach their tunnel exit because there are walkers
blocking their way. So T-Dog, who is already bitten up and frankly must
be running on pure adrenaline by now, blitzes them and allows himself to
become T-dog bait to let Carol get by. But instead of running by, she
stares at him for like, an hour. She can't get enough T-Dog, either.
The
Governor tells Andrea his "real" name - Philip - I guess to fully tear
her friendship with Michonne asunder. He plies her with whiskey and
tells her that Michonne's island plan is a bad idea. She completely
takes the Governor bait. Is this the Andrea we've been watching for 2
years? The gun-toting Shane-crotch-grabbing all-night-sprinter?
"Philip's" existential argument for staying at Woodbury pulls at her
desire to settle down again at some point, but I don't know if that
totally gibes with what we've seen of Andrea so far. Granted, she's been
in an apocalypse, but she just seems more alive when she's on the run.
What was she before this? A patent attorney?
Rick's
group finds the backup generator as well as the skinny kid he threw to
the wolves a few episodes ago. Remember when I was asking if that kid
had done anything to deserve such a fate? Well, he teleologically just
did. He and Rick fight, which makes Rick's gun fly out of his holster.
Oscar picks it up and aims. He kills the kid, spins the gun on his
finger, and hands it to Rick handle-first. I THINK I'M GONNA LIKE THIS
GUY.
Back in obstetrics, Lori knows she's going to
die. She gives perhaps the best performance she'll ever give, hugging
Carl and telling him he'll be able to overcome all of this. She tells
Maggie to rip her open and kill her after. In a blur, Maggie delivers
the baby and Lori passes out. It's not clear if she's dead or not, but
she most likely will be, so Carl takes it upon himself to execute her.
He flashes back to a scene from last season at the barn - Rick gives him
a gun and tells him he's not going to like using it. I'LL SAY.
Carl,
Maggie, and the new baby limp out into the yard where everyone's
reuniting. The baby's limping because it's so small and can't really use
its legs yet. JK but for real, Rick sees that Lori's not with them and
he just loses it. Andrew Lincoln can really let 'er rip, and he does. He
weeps, looks at Carl and finds yet another reason to weep, and
eventually rolls around on the ground just crying and crying. I can't
wait to rewatch it. THIS WAS THE BEST EPISODE OF WALKING DEAD THERE'S BEEN SO FAR.
photos courtesy amctv.com and filmfreak, which comes attached to a pretty spectacular Uncle Buck essay
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