r/TheLastOfUs2

Seriously, I've tried quite a few times, the story is depressing, sad, and angry. Not to mention I still can't get over the blatant false advertising the idiot Niel Druckerman condoned , there should have been lawsuits, what a waste of time, congratulations on killing a perfectly good franchise and story, how does everyone else feel?

In my Poll regarding Abby, the broken one won by 4 votes. So I‘m curious, if Abby arrives completely broken and paranoid at the Theatre and even Lev turns on her, would it be better to end her suffering or to just leave her there?

Even though I really hate Abby ( even though I can understand why she killed Joel, I still hate her) I have to admit that I really, really like her guns, and her melee skill tree upgrades, it is like playing with Joel in the first game where all you needed was a brick, a melee weapon and molotovs to kill anything on your path, to the point of enjoying her gameplay more than Ellie's. I'm wondering if anyone feels the same ? I know you can play with Ellie in a more "run and gun" way just as you can play with Abby using stealth, but their weapons/craftables and skill trees tend to encourage you to play them otherwise.

First part talks about Last of Us 2

Joel felt the first hit before he even understood what was happening.

A flash of white.
A crack like thunder inside his skull.
The world tilting sideways.
Ellie screaming his name — begging — the way she did in the lodge.

Then nothing.

Then—

He gasped awake like a drowning man breaking the surface.

He was on his couch. His own couch. His boots were still on. His head wasn’t split open. There was no blood, no snow, no Abby, no WLF. Just the familiar smell of old wood, coffee grounds, and the faint lavender soap Ellie insisted on using.

Joel sat up so fast the room spun.

Tommy and Maria were standing in front of him like he’d just walked in from patrol.

“Jesus, Joel,” Tommy muttered. “You look like you seen a ghost.”

Joel stared at him, breath shaking. “Tommy… you were with me. We were in a blizzard. We saved a girl. She— she hit me. I died. I heard Ellie beggin’ for me. I— I died.”

Before Tommy could respond, a door creaked open.

Ellie stepped out of her room, rubbing her eyes, wearing one of his old flannels.

“Hey Joel,” she said softly. “You’re back. I missed you.”

Joel froze.

He had seen her. Right before he died. He had heard her scream. He had heard her break.

But this Ellie...
She looked at him with warmth.
With love.
With relief.

And that’s when he broke.

“Ellie…” His voice cracked. “I saw you. I told you the truth. And you… you avoided me for two years.”

Ellie blinked, confused. “Two… years?”

Joel nodded, haunted. “You avoided me for that long. Didn't even try to look at me. You just… sat as far away from me as you could. Every time.”

Ellie’s eyebrows knit. “What do you mean?”

Joel swallowed. “Thanksgiving dinner… you sat at the opposite end of the table. Dina and Jesse were talkin’, laughin’, and you didn’t even glance my way. Not once. I was sittin’ in the corner alone. Like I wasn’t even part o’ the family.”

Ellie stared at him, horrified. “Joel… what? No. No, that— that makes no sense.”

She shook her head, almost offended.

“You think I’d sit across the room from you on purpose? You think I’d pretend you weren’t there? Joel, don’t be silly. I would never do that to you.”

Joel’s voice trembled. “But you did.”

“No,” Ellie said immediately, firmly. “I didn’t. That wasn’t me. That wasn’t even close to me.”

She scooted closer, voice rising with emotion.

“Joel, listen. I love you. You’re the one person I trust more than anyone. You think I’d let you sit alone in a corner? You think I’d look everywhere but at you? You think I’d laugh with other people while you sat there hurting?”

Her voice cracked.

“That’s not me. That’s not who I am with you. Remember what I said at the ranch, my fear of being alone? Why would I do that to you, when I said you were the one that didn't leave me all those years, and that I begged you to stay with me before we left for the university?”

Tommy stepped in. “She’s right, brother. Real Ellie wouldn’t do that. Not in a million damn years.”

Maria nodded. “That sounds like someone else entirely. Someone cold. Someone ungrateful.”

Joel swallowed. “There was… the dance.”

Ellie tilted her head. “What about it?”

Joel’s voice shook. “When Seth said those things to you… I pushed him. I defended you. And you turned to me and said… ‘I don’t need your help, Joel.’”

Ellie’s face twisted in pure confusion — then disbelief — then heartbreak.

“What?” she whispered. “Joel… why would I ever say that? That doesn’t even make sense.”

She scooted closer, voice rising.

“Joel… you defending me? You stepping in when someone insulted me? That’s who you are. That’s what you’ve always done. And I’ve always been grateful for it. I would never snap at you for protecting me. Never.”

Her voice cracked.

“I don’t care how old I get — I’ll always want you in my corner.”

She paused for a moment then said, "We need each other Joel, and no matter what I will always want your help."

Joel’s breath shook. “There was… the porch.”

Ellie blinked. “What porch?”

Joel’s eyes filled. “You told me… your life would’ve mattered if I’d let you die. You said I took that from you. You said you didn’t know if you could forgive me… but you’d like to try.”

Ellie recoiled like she’d been stabbed. “Joel… I would never say that to you. Never.”

Joel wiped his eyes. “But you did.”

“No,” Ellie said, voice trembling. “That wasn’t me. That was the darker Ellie. The corrupted one. The one Neil twisted.”

Joel looked up, confused. “Neil…?”

Ellie nodded, expression darkening.

“Joel… you were trapped in another timeline. A darker one. A timeline created by an evil man named Neil Druckmann — someone who wanted to destroy our bond. He wanted to rewrite us. Twist us. Break what we have.”

"That's why they had you act stupid. Say your name in front of a bunch of strangers. That's not the Joel I know. That's not the Joel that recognized an ambush before it happened. That's not a person who survived over 20 yrs.

Joel stared at her, stunned.

Ellie continued, voice fierce.

“Bruce Straley and Amy Hennig saw it coming before they left. They saw who Neil was. They built this world — the real canon — to protect us. To save our story. To save us.”

Joel’s breath shook. “Ellie… there’s more. After I told you the truth… you ran away. Back to the hospital. I followed you. I tried to hug you. And you pushed me away. You said… ‘Don’t touch me. I’ll go back… but we’re done.’”

Ellie’s face went white.

“Joel… I could never say that. After everything we’ve been through? After everything you did to protect me? I would never tell you we were done. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t survive losing you.”

She grabbed his hands, squeezing them tight.

“That wasn’t me. That was the darkest version of me. The one Neil twisted into something cruel and unrecognizable.”

She leaned her forehead against his.

“You’re home now. With the real me. The one who cares about you. The one who loves you. The one who would never, ever push you away.”

Joel’s voice cracked. “But you avoided me too… didn’t you?”

Ellie nodded slowly. “Yeah. For a month. And I hated myself for it. I wasn’t angry at you — I was scared. I didn’t know how to talk to you. I didn’t know how to face what I learned. I was hurting. But I never stopped loving you. I never stopped wanting you in my life.”

Joel stared at her, stunned.

Ellie squeezed his hands tighter.

“And Joel… I forgave you a long time ago.”

Joel’s head snapped up. “You… what?”

Ellie nodded, eyes soft and full of truth.

“When you told me the truth — the real truth — about what happened in Salt Lake… everything clicked. You told me the Fireflies never woke me up. That they didn’t ask me. That they didn’t even try to find another way. That they were going to cut into my brain while I was unconscious.”

Her voice trembled.

“And then you told me about Marlene. How she lied to me. Lied to you. Betrayed me, betrayed us."

Ellie swallowed hard.

“I realized the Fireflies weren’t who I thought they were. They weren’t heroes. They weren’t saviors. They were desperate people willing to kill a kid who never got to speak for herself.”

She looked Joel dead in the eyes.

“They weren’t good people, Joel. They weren’t going to save the world. They were going to kill me. And they didn’t care.”

Joel’s breath hitched.

Ellie leaned closer, voice soft but fierce.

“You saved me from people who didn’t value my life. You saved me from dying without ever waking up. You saved me from being used.”

Her eyes filled.

“And I understood why you did it. I understood you couldn’t lose me. I understood you chose me. And I forgave you. Because I would’ve chosen you too.”

Joel’s breath shuddered. “A month… versus two years…”

Ellie cupped his cheek.

“Joel… our bond is unbreakable. Nothing could make me stop loving you. Not Salt Lake. Not fear. Not confusion. And definitely not some twisted alternate version of me.”

She pulled him into a tight hug.

“And Joel… I wish I pulled you out of there sooner.”

Joel froze.

Ellie’s voice broke.

“I wish I found you earlier. I wish I dragged you out of that nightmare the second you fell into it. I hate that you were stuck there alone. I hate that you thought that was me. I hate that you suffered because of her.”

She pressed her forehead to his.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t reach you sooner. I’m so sorry you had to live through that.”

Joel’s eyes filled.

Ellie held him tighter.

“You didn’t lose me,” she whispered. “You never will.”

That night, Ellie refused to leave his side.

She sat next to him on the couch, not leaving him. When he stood to get water, she stood too. When he sat, she sat. When he went to bed, she followed him into his room to check on him

“Ellie,” he murmured, “you don’t gotta—”

“I’m not leaving you,” she said simply. “Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Not for a while.”

She fell asleep with her head on his shoulder, one hand gripping his shirt like an anchor.

For the next three days, she barely left the house.

She cooked with him. Ate with him. Talked with him. Sat on the porch with him. Checked on him every time he shifted or sighed.

Whenever he looked at her, she looked back — immediately, warmly, like she was making up for every moment the dark‑timeline Ellie refused to.

Whenever he seemed distant, she touched his arm or leaned her head on his shoulder.

Whenever he woke up from nightmares, she was already there, whispering:

“You’re safe. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

On the third night, Ellie sat across from him at the kitchen table.

“Joel… can you tell me more about her?” she asked quietly.

“Who?”

“The other me. The dark one.”

Joel hesitated. “Ellie… I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she said softly. “I need to know what she did. So I can show you who I really am.”

Joel told her everything.

The coldness.
The distance.
The anger.
The rejection.
The way she looked at him like he was a stranger.

Ellie listened, jaw clenched, eyes wet.

When he finished, she whispered:

“That wasn’t me. That was a version of me built to hurt you. To punish you. To break you. And I hate her for what she did to you.”

Joel looked up, surprised.

Ellie reached across the table, taking his hand.

“I’m not her. I’ll never be her. And I’m going to spend the rest of my life proving that to you.”

Over the next week, Joel slowly began to believe it.

He started to notice the small things:

Ellie always looked at him when he spoke.
She laughed at his jokes again.
She hummed while cooking like she used to.
She sat close — always close.
She touched his arm when she walked by.
She checked on him when he was quiet.
She said “dad” more often, like she was reminding him she was real.

One night, he woke from a nightmare — the lodge, the golf club, Ellie screaming — and Ellie was already there, holding his face, whispering:

“It’s okay. I’m here. I’m real. I’m not leaving.”

And for the first time, Joel believed her.

On the eighth night, Joel sat on the porch, staring at the stars.

Ellie stepped outside and sat beside him, shoulder to shoulder.

“You okay?” she asked softly.

Joel nodded. “Gettin’ there.”

Ellie leaned her head on his arm.

“You’re home now, dad,” she whispered. “And I’m never leaving you again.”

Joel closed his eyes, letting the truth sink in.

For the first time since Salt Lake, he felt whole.

There was no sequel for The Last of Us, it was a standalone game. Joel and Ellie are living happily in Jackson together, loving each other with warmth like the duo we knew him to be.

Honestly Adult Ellie was the Character i liked most throughout the Game, despite how she treated Joel. I actually thought the whole arc of her being pissed at him for lying was a good set-up but horribly executed(like the rest of the Game). From the Beginning when Jesse spoke with her about the last Night I thought it was the classical stuff when Kids try to be more independent and thus she doesn’t want to be as dependent anymore but still values him, when Maria talked to her I thought it was just that she did more with her Friends by now but still tried to spend time with him.

Ofc then the whole revelation scene happened, but that actually felt like a valid response aswell, though it was dumb of Druckmann to make her oblivious to it. Before the last Flashback I actually thought they had somewhat made up a year ago or smth, but she was still angry about it.

Its actually quite impressive how Druckmann managed to lay the start for good Arcs to test and strengthen their Bond with the whole Revelation but then destroying it all on purpose so he can have his favorite aka Abbizilla shine more with discount-boy

At the beggining of pt II, where we see Ellie lives in Joel's backyard in a converted garage/shed when she is 15/16 yrs old but something is really off about that. At 19 yrs old, I kinda get it altough I think she would still live in Joel's house but even if she wanted to go off and be independent which makes sense at 19, it would probably be very close to Joel's house.

Let's go back to what Ellie said at the cabin where "everybody that I have either cared for has either died or left me, everybody except for you joel." I think the Ellie from pt I would want to live in Joel's house together because she wants to be with him after everything they went through together, she is scared to be alone and she finally has the one person that gave the world for her and she wants to distance herself from him by living in a shed? We see that Joel is living alone, and apparantly for 2 years he ate by himself and did his hobbies by himself.

I just dont buy ellie not living under the same roof as Joel and choosing to distance herself in a shed outside Joel's house. At 19 yeah it makes slightly more sense but when she was 15? Idk i just dont buy it

In my head canon, ellie lives under the same roof as Joel, has a bedroom in Joel's house, they eat their meals together at the same table, tell each other jokes, watch tv together in the living room, ellie watching joel do his hobbies, playing guitar

Like they did joel so dirty, at least have ellie live inside Joel's house so he doesnt feel as lonely and it would also make sense to ellies character as well.​

Did anybody else feel this way? Question why Ellie distanced herself from Joel and didnt live under the same roof?

Absolutely no spoilers here, but I'm gonna put my thoughts in spoilers so as to not even allude to anything.

>!Right off the bat, I'm just going to say the whole of the last season was lacklustre (barring perhaps A-Train's redemption arc), and seeing the finale get roasted in the TV and The Boys subs is funny. However, as bad as it was, it was somehow still better than the writing of Part II, even down to its themes of "revenge is bad". By the end, I felt the villains mostly got their comeuppance, and there wasn't any last minute, asspull redemptions (barring perhaps one or two characters). The villains stayed despicable until the end and mostly got their comeuppance.!<

I think this might resonate with a lot of us on this sub who hated the story of Part II, that's all. I can only foresee the absolute bloodbath that will ensue following the finale of the TLOU TV series if the ending stays true to Part II.

This is my 3rd playthrough and I never noticed during the museum scene, Joel sings his lil saying about remembering the planets and has Pluto in it, the wall with the pics of the planets has Pluto missing. Im sure this is nothing new but I noticed it

Hello , I played part 2 at launch and I really enjoyed the gameplay , so last week I played uncharted 4 and I really want to go back and play part 2 again maybe platinum it , i have a question should I buy ps4 version for 25 euros or buy the ps5 version for 35 euros ? Is the no return mode worth it (since i enjoy the gameplay loop)

Everything else about the game is great. The acting is phenomenal, the atmosphere is amazing, gameplay is enjoyable and well designed. It's just the writing can't keep up with everything and brings everything else down.

Instead of all the good being the topic of discussion and these people's hard and amazing work being put to the forefront what most people talk about is the shitty writing.

Over the past two days, I’ve had multiple conversations in this sub about the game, all with people who hated it. Unlike the majority of people I’ve come across I enjoyed the game. The story could use some improvement (writing issues, pacing), but the gameplay was incredible. Combat in the game seems so fluid and I loved the fights against the infected (particularly stalkers, bloaters, and The Rat King). I also enjoyed how combat felt drastically different depending on what character you were playing as. It was far from perfect, but I appreciated it for what it was. If you didn’t enjoyed it, I understand doesn’t seem to be everyone’s cup of tea. I’ve heard all the reasons why fans don’t like the game, so you don’t have to reiterate. I’m really just interested in discussing it with someone who actually enjoyed at least some aspect of it and find out what that was.

Joel and Tommy point out that zombie horde came out of nowhere

Abby herself is shocked that she coincidentally ran into Joel

Abby points out how stupid it is that Mel is going on the front lines pregnant. Twice.

Mel points out that she barely got cleared to go on the front lines.

Lev points out how weird it is how much Abby wants to help them even though they just meet

Mel points out how unbelievable it is Abby has a sudden change of heart

I'm not sure if I missed something here but I've just been fighting the rat king in ground zero of the hospital and WHERE DOES THIS GUY COME FROM????

The rat king is huge and the room before you enter the ambulance is pretty open but I was looking around it and I couldn't find anything that hints at it being there, and it gets to the doors pretty quickly.

My first thought was that it could have been merged into the wall but it doesn't look dirty like those infected ones do.

I'm so curious on what you guys think abt this!