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The Walking Dead Walkthrough Episode 1 - A New Day - Part 7

Check out part 8 and beat Episode 1: "The Intruder" of The Walking Dead with this online demo of the third-person adventure.

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Lee: I can't. I can't think about them in here.

This door leads to the back alley.

A first aid kit.

Luckily, there's nothing I need in here.

My parents came in here hoping to survive. But it looks like one of them was hurt. I wonder if it was my dad. Trying to be a hero, maybe, or protect her, at least.

My parent's came in here hoping to survive, but it looks like one of them was hurt. I wonder if it was my dad. Trying to be a hero, maybe, or protect her, at least.

There's a photo over there.

Carley: Find anything?

Lee: No, nothing.

Carley: I know who you are. You're Lee Everett. You're a professor at Athens who killed a state senator who was sleeping with your wife. This is your parents' store. Folks around town know the owners' son got himself a life sentence. But I'm a reporter for WABE in Atlanta. I paid attention to that trial. Maybe you're a murderer. But I don't really care. Frankly, that's a skill that might come in handy.

Lee: Hmmph.

Carley: Did you tell anyone out there who you were or that you were tied to this place?

Lee: No, I've been sticking to first names for a reason.

Carley: Well, good. You seem like an okay guy. And the last thing we need is drama out there. You've got this little girl to take care of, and . . . Look, don't make me wrong on this.

Lee: I don't plan to.

Carley: Good. Because if this lasts longer than a few days and you're a detriment to the group, then we'd have a problem.

Lee: I hear you.

Carley: I'll just keep it to myself.

Lee: How can I trust you?

Carley: You can't, I suppose. But you don't have many other options.

Lee: How are you doing?

Clementine: Okay.

Lee: Everyone out there seem all right to you?

Clementine: Yeah. Well, maybe not the sick guy.

Lee: Yeah, we'll keep an eye on him.

Clementine: And there was that thing in the bathroom. It tried to get me.

Lee: I know.

Clementine: But you stopped it.

Lee: Yeah, I did.

Clementine: Can you do that more?

Lee: Well, I'm not going to go looking for them.

Clementine: I mean get the dangerous ones.

Lee: I'm going to try.

Clementine: Good.

Lee: Have you heard from Glenn?

Clementine: Not in a little while.

Lee: I'm going to keep looking around.

Clementine: Okay.

What's that?

Lee: This was my dad's cane. He'd zip around here on it from time to time.

Clementine: Was he sick?

Lee: No, he was okay. I actually saw him whoop shoplifters with it. This cane's protected this place better than any guard dog ever could. Plus, he knew how to make it look cool, like you with your hat.

Clementine: My dad gave it to me.

Lee: See, dads are smart like that.

I ought to clear a path to opening that door. Better get this door clear, huh?

Clementine: Can I help?

Lee: Sure.

Here we go. Watch your fingers in the drawers.

Things have been scary, huh?

Clementine: Yeah. It's not good. I don't know why everyone is crazy.

Lee: Neither do I, Clementine. Nobody does, I don't think.

Clementine: I bet my dad does.

Lee: Okay, here we go.

Clementine: Do you have kids?

Lee: No.

Clementine: You don't have a family?

Lee: Let's not talk about that. Do you play sports?

Clementine: I play soccer, but I don't really like it.

Lee: I'm not crazy about it either. All right, a little further.

Clementine: Why don't you want to talk about your family? Do they like . . . hate you?

Lee: I hope not. It's just complicated. That's all.

Clementine: Why?

Lee: It just is.

Clementine: But you love them, right?

Lee: Yeah, of course. Look, my family's gone. And I just wish things would've been different.

Clementine: Yeah.

Lee: I'm not a bad guy, okay? Things happened. And we didn't talk much after that.

Clementine: My parents don't talk to me when I get in trouble.

Lee: I can relate.

Clementine: Ow!

Lee: Are you okay?

Clementine: I hurt my finger.

Lee: Is it bleeding?

Clementine: A little.

Lee: I'll find you a bandage.

Let's have a look at that finger. Ow.

Clementine: It hurt.

Lee: Let's see if we can do something about it.

How about if I press here?

Clementine: Ow.

Lee: Big ow or little ow?

Clementine: Medium ow.

Lee: Okay, well it's not broken.

Dad kept the remote for that thing in here someplace.

Let's have a look at that finger. Ow.

Clementine: It hurt.

Lee: Let's see if we can do something about it.

Let's get this cut covered up.

Clementine: Yes, please.

Lee?

Lee: Yeah.

Clementine: What if my parents come home and I'm not there?

Lee: They'll track us down. Don't worry.

Clementine: Yeah. Okay. We should keep a look out. I've got my walkie-talkie in case they try that way.

Lee: Stay close to me until then, okay?

It's the remote to my dad's TV.

That's what I figured.

Have you heard from Glenn?

Clementine: Not in a little while.

Lee: How's your finger?

Clementine: It's okay. Thanks for fixing it.

Lee: I'm going to keep looking around.

Clementine: Okay.

Lee: It's locked. We need to track down the keys if we're going to help Larry.

Luckily, there's nothing I need in here.

Want to head back into the drugstore with me?

Clementine: Okay. Lee?

Lee: Yeah?

Clementine: You're not bad, right?

Lee: I . . . Why are you asking me that?

Clementine: That lady said you killed someone. Was that because he was one of the things trying to eat you?

Lee: Yeah, he was.

Clementine: And you had to protect yourself?

Lee: That's right.

Clementine: Oh, okay.

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