“that’s a first,” neil said. “do i get a prize for shutting you up?” “a quick death,” andrew said. “i’ve already decided where to hide your body.” “six feet under?” neil guessed. “stop talking,” andrew said, and kissed him.
I don’t even believe this episode is real but I’m grateful that my dreams are so detailed. Looking like a couple of teachers supervising a D-of-E trip, Rick and Michonne forget their troubles and get happy for maybe the longest period of time that anyone’s ever been happy on The Walking Dead. Seriously. I haven’t seen this much optimism since real life 2008.
From fairground fun to finding food, this whole sequence is filled with crazy bananas good luck. For once, they don’t even question it; they embrace it. “This is a sign, right?” Michonne says, sounding drunk with happiness. This is what Rick is trying to savor and you can see why. It’s smiles and laughs and easy affection. Pretty great honeymoon by zombie apocalypse standards.
Andy: This episode was a bit of a honeymoon. It was the best; it was the closest these guys are going to get to a honeymoon. There was a completely different energy on set; there was a lot of humor, there was a lot of banter, a lot of flirting, and it’s just so not what we’ve been used to. Coming to work, particularly after such a difficult and painful first half of the season, coming to work was a joy in the back eight. […] I think we wanted [to turn] over a completely new page in Rick and Michonne’s relationship and really [explore] their sweetness with each other, and their humor together, and what they draw out of each other. […] This is as good as it gets. This really is, essentially, their honeymoon — falling through the roof, that’s it, that’s the high point for their lives.
Feel free to fight me on this, but 20 bucks says the next time someone roughs Neil up on the court, the first person to knock that son of a bitch out is gonna be ya boi Matt Boyd, Neil Josten Protection Squad Chairman and President.