Two weeks later
One month and two weeks along
Brooke's outfit

Brooke: Carl
Carl: yeah
Brooke: how am I suppose to kill a man in his sleep
Carl: we have to kill Negan
Brooke: yeah
Alicia: mom

Brooke: yes
Alicia: my bandage I did it myself
Brooke: ok good girl
Alicia: can I come Corey is going
Carl: stay by him
They all go to the saviors
Brooke: (sighs and puts a knife through a man's head)
They all do the same thing
Carl: (goes in and sees a dead baby boy that's a walker baby kills it and leaves to the next room to see a metal hand that Jake had)
Put it down
Carl: (turns around and has his gun to see)
Jake: Carl?
Carl: Jake?
Jake: why you here
Carl: killing Negan
Jake: you can't get away with it are they with you
Carl: who
Jake: Brooke my kids
Carl: yes but Steve is dead
Jake: what
Carl: (punches Jake and runs)
All of them run
Brooke: I wonder which one was Negan
Carl: yeah but he's gone nothing to worry about
Brooke: yeah
Carl: (thinks he's crazy he saw Jake)
They all leave