Leading Randall, Rick pauses at the two dead uniforms to loot their gun belts. After accomplishing this, he pauses to look at them. Two guys in uniforms. Side by side. Like brothers. Together to the very end. Oh, Rick, you fucking moron.
Shane manages to get rid of another Walker using the blood and knife trick, but nearly loses his knife in the process this time. Worse, that door does not want to stay closed. Suddenly the car bursts through the front gate, with Rick leaning out the passenger side window with a gun, picking off a couple of the Walkers besieging the bus and yelling at Shane to run for the back door. Shane leaps straight from the emergency exit into the car's open back window as it pulls around behind the bus. Randall throws it into reverse, double-crushing the skull of a supine Walker in extreme close-up. Randall crashes through yet another section of fence and out onto the street, leaving a nice wide gap for the Walkers to pour through. Sure, they're 18.7 miles from the farm, but it's not like Walkers get tired. Randall is celebrating behind the wheel until Rick sobers him up by sticking the gun in his temple. Sorry, Randall, you're not in the gang yet.
Andrea comes running up to the house like she gives a shit about Beth, only to be met on the front porch by a seriously pissed-off Maggie and Lori. Andrea asks how bad it is, and Lori says it wasn't deep. Andrea actually has the stones to not only stand there and smile at Maggie about how this means Beth chose to live, she also tries to step around Maggie and into the house. Maggie hisses at Andrea to stay away, and never come inside the house again. Lori doesn't say anything in Andrea's defense, and who could blame her? Andrea walks away, looking wounded over how nobody seems to appreciate her tight reverse psychology. Lori tells Maggie she doesn't think Andrea was right, but Beth has made her choice. "She wants to live and now she knows it. And sometimes you have to cross the line." Maggie just grunts and walks inside, while Andrea marches back to her perch atop the RV. Where hopefully she will stay indefinitely.
Swerving tire tracks on the road indicate that Randall didn't give up the wheel without a fight, but now the car is stopped and he's back on the pavement where he belongs, the iPod now playing, ironically, "Driver's Seat" by Sniff 'N' the Tears. We watch from Randall's point of view as Rick bodily drags him over to the trunk and puts the hood back over his head before Shane shuts him in. The two of them lean against the back of the car, still encrusted in the blood of themselves, each other, and the undead, like the besties they'll always be, at least in Rick's addled mind. Rick tells Shane, "If you want to kill me, you're gonna have to do better then a wrench." Seriously, that's all? Rick admits that they're probably going to have to kill Randall, like Shane says. "But I am going to think about it a night. It can't be that easy killing someone. Killing anyone. You know that." And Rick thinks this why? What has Shane ever done to show Rick that he sees himself as anything other than the hero of a first-person shooter? Rick repeats, "That is my wife. That is my son. That is my child. If you're gonna be with us, you're gonna follow my lead. You're gonna trust me." For realsies this time, I suppose. Didn't they just have this conversation again, and won't they have it again the next time a moral dilemma comes up, and don't we all know Shane is going to do better than a wrench? Is Rick even going to ask Shane to say a single word to explain himself before welcoming him back into the fold? I guess not. "It's time for you to come back," Rick says, handing Shane a gun. They get back in the car and drive on. On the way back, Shane sees that same Walker, now on the other side of the road. And still he says nothing to Rick. So Shane hasn't changed at all. And why the hell would he? At the very least, Rick needs to confiscate that goddamn hair clipper that Shane's obviously still using on a daily basis.