Shrike: Why do you think I put it on wheels in the first place? To keep people like you from messing with it.
Morgan: What the hell do you want?
Shrike: To help. To save Grace's life.
Morgan: Then tell these assholes to stop shooting at us.
Shrike: Not before you hear me out.
Morgan: I don't have time for this.
Shrike: No, Grace doesn't have time for this. So listen carefully... I'll tell you where the train car is. My people will escort you there. I'll even allow Blue Jay to administer the treatment. Grace will get the care she needs.
Morgan: And what exactly do you get?
Shrike: I paid a little trip to King County. I saw what you did outside your house. I saw how many walkers you killed single-handedly. Well, except for the one who bit Grace.
Morgan: What do you want?!
Shrike: There's a shipyard, one that is very important to our future.
Morgan: And that has what to do with me?
Shrike: There are thousands of Carrion inside, and I need them all cleared.