Carl's up and about, and wanting to learn to shoot at things. Are we sure he isn't really Andrea's kid? So Shane sets up shooting lessons for everyone (because it's not like the show's established that zombies are attracted to loud noises), and Andrea (for all her goddamned whining about having a gun) has pretty decent aim when given the proper pistol. So she and Shane go to the suburbs to look for Sophia, but only find a bunch of walkers. And she gets to do some real-life shooting, and after a near-death moment, she starts hitting the zombies straight in the head and getting a rush from it. So much of a rush that she gets horny and grabs Shane and they hook up in his car. I'm so skeeved out.

Turns out, so is Dale. He sees Andrea and Shane come back from their suburban romp, puts two and two together and tells Shane to hit the bricks. Dale also has a hunch that Shane killed Otis, because of that one time where Shane held Rick's head in his gun sights. Shane doesn't take kindly to any of these accurate accusations and threatens to kill Dale. And it is awesome. More crazy Shane, please.

Glenn has a hard time not acting like an awkward robot, between trying not to spill the beans about the barn and Lori's pregnancy. He lasts all of three minutes before he tells Dale about both. Dale tries to talk to Herschel about the barn, but the good doctor is under the impression that this is a curable disease. Mostly because he's keeping his wife and stepson alive in the barn, with the help of a steady chicken diet. (Zombies eat food?)

For her part, Lori thanks Herschel, but he basically tells her not to let the door hit her on the way out. This prompts her to ask Glenn to go back to town for "supplies." Glenn takes Maggie with him, but this time they don't knock boots in the pharmacy, because there's a pesky walker. Nearly being zombiefied puts a damper on those sexy feelings. Maggie finds out what they are there to pick up, and is hella pissed, so she goes back to camp and throws the morning-after pills in Lori's face. Loudly.

Lori takes in the lectures and glares from Maggie, Dale and Glenn, decides to down the pills anyway instead of bringing a baby into this cruel world. But five seconds later realizes she's made a mistake and forces herself to puke them up. In her haste, she leaves the well-labeled wrappers all over the place and Rick sees them and gets rightfully pissed. Lori does some really remarkably bad acting as she tries to explain why she can't have a baby in a ditch. And Rick gets it, even if he doesn't want to, but he's mostly pissed that she's been keeping secrets. She finally tells him about Shane. He also figured that out, because she has absolutely no poker face at all.

What a lame episode. Perhaps because Daryl was recuperating and only had one line all night.