What?
Was the joke that bad?
I'm gonna kill you.
What?
I didn't quite catch that. You're gonna have to speak up.
Not today.
Not tomorrow.
But I'm gonna kill you.
Jesus.
Simon...
What did he have, a kife?
He had a hatchet.
A hatchet?
An axe.
Simon is my-right hand man.
Having one of those is important.
I mean what do you have left without em'.
A whole lot of work.
You have one?
Maybe one of these fine people still breathing?
Oh, or did I...
Sure. Yeah.
Give me the axe.
I'll be right back, maybe Rick'll be with me.
If not, maybe we can turn these people inside out, won't we?
I mean the ones that are left.