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[ That was the last thing Rick wanted to hear. Dismissing Carl's life like he's just another dead body. He isn't. He is everything to Rick. He is the reason Rick does what he does, fights as hard as he does -- him and Judith. So hearing that, and hearing Carl go off further to argue his points just causes Rick to shut down. He gives up, defeated. There's no point in arguing or putting his foot down. The damage is done. And it's all out of his control. Everything is out of his control. ]

He doesn't matter in the end. It's the people he's friends with, his group, that're gonna make the move. You might not believe it, but it will happen.

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[ The moment those ugly, terrible words came out of Carl's mouth, he immediately regretted them. He wished he had Max's power of changing time. Of changing those five seconds and maybe saying something less terrible. As if what Dad faced didn't mattered - it did mattered. It did - but it changes nothing of the fact that terrible things exist, and if they have to become worse in order to make their people survive, in order to give people like Judith a change to become better than they are -

- then damn the consequences. You fight or you die.

Jesse won't go after Carl. His stupid sentimentality stops him from going after Carl. His people will certainly want to, but Jesse will not let them. But if they don't listen, well. . .

Jesse will listen to Carl, one way or the other.

But more importantly: ]

I'm sorry, Dad.

[ Carl knows where to take more priority. More than his pride, more than his rage. He's sorry that Dad is so broken, and Carl has only broken him more with words alone.

But he's not sorry for stabbing Jesse Pinkman. ]