Andrea visits the Governor at home, at his summons, aware that she's in trouble. "We don't need you on the wall," the Governor says. Andrea admits that she liked the fights. "I didn't like that I liked them." This isn't news to the Governor, who noticed that she stayed to the end. And he figures she likes him too. This isn't actually much of a deductive leap, given Andrea's historical liking for things that are creepy and disgusting.

Merle promises Neil a beer when they get back, because they're done for the day. He collects their friends' weapons and tells Neil that Michonne's headed for the Red Zone and is as good as dead. They'll just tell the Governor they killed her. But since Neil's balls suddenly dropped during the recent engagement, he digs in and insists he doesn't want to lie to the Governor. Merle suddenly comes over all agreeable, enough to even learn how to say "Gardjulio," but then just shoots Neil in the face. Well, at least now Neil doesn't have to lie to the Governor. Everybody wins!

Covered in blood and limping slowly, Michonne collects the rest of her stuff from where she stashed it. Four walkers are closing in, but she doesn't even have to bother fully drawing her sword as they walk right on by her as though she's not there. Looking down at her zombie-gut covered self, Michonne realizes that to them, she isn't. And to think she wasted all that effort dragging two whole walkers around for the whole winter when she could have just worn one.

Rick answers a third call, this one from another woman, who's surprised he didn't want to talk to the previous caller about Lori's death. "You should talk about it, Rick," she says, while Rick's looking at the grisly final resting place of his wife's remains, which he, you know, stabbed the shit out of earlier. Rick suddenly wonders how she knows his name, which is an excellent question, given that he never said it to either of the previous callers. And so he gets hung up on again. Rick, the calls are coming from inside your head!

Michonne limps into a trashed town and ducks out of sight as a Suburban rolls up. And who should get out but Glenn and Maggie! They kiss a bit before getting down to the business of breaking into and looting a store. Maggie tells Glenn to grab the duck on the floor. "A kid growing up in a prison could use some toys," she says. Michonne takes all this in from her hiding place, but if she appreciates the exposition she's getting, it doesn't show on her face.