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They also say that you are

a highly qualified E.M.T.

You're a medic.

I guess this was your wife.

And that was your son.

And by the fact that they are not here

I assume they didn't make it.

We are the last surviving

human community, on this island.

Our survival is held in a very

delicate balance.

It's my job to maintain that balance.

So it falls on me to determine,

if and how, you can be

of benefit to us.

Now in your case it is very simple.

You're a medic. We just lost

our medic. But, your lady friend.

I'm not sure what she brings

to the table.

All we know about her so far,

is that she has a loud mouth,

and she's quite unpleasant.

Two qualities we don't really need.

Look, my priority is

keeping myself and loud mouth

as you call her safe.

Leave her alone and I'll see

what I can do, OK?

Are you Aaron... or you Elvis?

I'm Elvis, man.

But you can call me "King" if you want.

Okay Elvis. See you in the morning.

Come on.

What are your neighbors like?

Pretty nice, right? We're trying

to do more than just survive here.

Come on.

And there's the beach you came in on,

goes from east to west.

Those structures up there

are all death traps. Avoid those at all costs.

We have a solar panel,

got electricity, but not much to use with it.

We collect rain water

from all around the compound,

and we purify it, and we store it...

in thanks tanks in the hill.

This infrastructure is all courtesy

of the U.S. Navy.

Before that it was a gunnery range.

Dropped all kinds of nasty sh*t here.

Depleted uranium, phosphorus,

tested nukes here.

And that's the down side,

because most of the stuff that grows here you can't eat it.

I mean don't even think about

eating the coconuts.

Get the problem?

See, that's the thing, we have

a limited ability to feed people.

Which is why we have to go through

this screening process,

before we bring in new members

of the community.

So what happens if they don't pass

the screening process?

We cross that bridge

when we get to it.

So how many are you now?

Ah, there's sixteen of us.

Jason. Now we were walker free

in this island,

since a few months ago

when a Dutch cruise ship

crashed right off the coast there.

Since then all kinds of things

have been washing to shore.

Booze, supplies, Walkers.

So we sweep the beach daily to salvage what we can.

Kill what we need to.

This is our life,

if you want to be part of it,

pitch in where you can.

Work hard, and ahh,

just don't be afraid to get your hands dirty.

Hey, how about a cold beer?

You've got cold beer?

Umm... Ah here we go. It's delicious.

Please, help yourself.

What is it? Jerky?

Cargo from the Dutch.

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