- Tara Chambler: Why aren't you like the rest of them, after everything that's happened?
- Cyndie: Why aren't you?
- Natania: You see, normally, we would've killed you already. We shoot strangers on sight if they come into our camp. But Beatrice said you spared her life, and my granddaughter almost lost hers trying to save you that girl, Cyndie. So it leaves us with the question still of what to do with you instead.
- Tara Chambler: Yeah. That's a pickle, all right.
- [last lines]
- Rosita Espinosa: Guns, ammunition, you don't have any leads? Anything, anywhere. I don't care how dangerous it looked. Tell me a place. I'll go. There's gotta be somewhere. We can square this. We can make this right. We have to.
- Tara Chambler: We can't. I didn't see anything like that out there.