All language subtitles for Hunters - YTS TV_4

Three years play on Hunter. Hunter
number seven, a .k .a. Lionel McCarthy.

What do you know about us?

She took Abby.

My wife.

We've traced the heroin found in
McCarthy's warehouse to a Colombian drug

cartel. The Hunters are running drugs in
the jungle and you're sending me a new

guy to find them. I've raided dozens of
drug labs and never seen anything like

this. Something else is going on.

When do we tell them we're fighting
monsters and not a drug cartel? We don't

tell them anything and they're not
monsters.

Did you always look so... Human? Thought
I was until my parents told me I

wasn't. This is what we are.

What was that?

He thought too much. Have you ever
caught one that doesn't look like you?

never captured one alive in any form.

McCarthy must have warned the hunters
about the Columbian operation.

Yes, he did, and he's culpable for all
these victims. Not to mention the

fatalities. Or the junkie he killed just
to toy with Flynn.

Jules, where are we with the Spotify
lead? Nothing yet. My team's coming

tracks as fast as we can.

I caught a break.

Possible McCarthy lead.

T -mail.

Good. Work it.

And follow up McCarthy's musician
persona.

Cymatic Society.

I'll loop in the other agents.

Regan is prepping for a debriefing.
Flynn has family matters to attend to.

wife? Unfortunately, there's no sign of
her. Yet another reason we need to find

this target.

We may not know his current whereabouts,
but we know this.

Lionel McCarthy is out there, and he is
on the hunt.

Next down after the mic, we have Lionel
of the Cymatic Society.

Give me danger, little stranger, and
I'll give you a piece.

Give me danger, little stranger, and I
feel your

disease.

There's nothing in my dreams, just some
ugly

memories.

Kiss me like the ocean breeze.

Now if you will be my lover, I will
shiver in shame.

But if you can be my master, I will do
anything.

Fiery forge. Jealousy -tarred secrets. A
French sealed.

What's he talking about?

The human form.

Blake.

Divine. Not so much, but a hungry gorge,
yes.

Oh, very, very hungry.

Where do you want it?

Surprise.

What's that for?

It's for you.

Hey. You're seven minutes late.

Six and a half. This is county.

Oh, yeah. You are.

We'll just get some lunch, and I'll have
her back before two.

Back by five?

Back by five.

Thank you.

That's it?

I haven't seen you in a week, and you're
checking Facebook?

It's International Piano Magazine.

Abby bought me a subscription for my
birthday last year.

Okay. What are you reading about?

About who won the Clyburn competition.

Like you really care.

I care about you.

You're the one who didn't even call for
five days.

Em, it was work. I had to go. Look,
don't they know Abby's missing?

Isn't that more important than some
stupid job?

I thought you were reading a piano
magazine.

I am.

It's cold and it's raining and I want to
go back to school. What?

Come on, we've just got here.

I don't understand why you pretend to
care about me. Of course I care about

Then do as I ask and take me back to
school.

After the Columbian contractor was
contained, you and Agent Carroll

pursuit alone.

Despite being ordered otherwise.

The hunter was wounded, and Agent
Carroll and I agreed that it would be

he and I... Keep your statements to your
own judgments and actions.

This was our chance to catch a native
hunter.

I was our only chance.

Need rather I just let it go?

And what happened when you came face to
face with the hunter?

He looked at me for a few seconds and
then ran off.

I chased it, but dropped my weapon and
it outran me.

I'm having a hard time understanding why
the hunter left you completely

unharmed, especially after it killed 27
people at the heroin plantation.

It must have known what I was.

Which still begs the question.

I had to pull some strings, but I went
back further in Abby's phone records

you asked me to. Nothing unusual in the
records the last six months.

If you go back further, Kevin's phone
number keeps popping up.

A lot.

He was my partner.

She'd call him when she couldn't get me.

About the day he was killed, Abby spoke
to Kevin three times that morning.

An hour before he got shot, then
nothing.

No way. Hey, I'm just showing you what I
found.

They were not having an affair.

And Abby had nothing to do with my
partner's murder.

Kevin was killed by a drug cartel.
Maybe.

Thought one of the Colombian groups
might have had a hand in it. Indigado,

Olvido, Los Trados, but it was a dead
end.

Olvidos. What about it? A dead junkie
turned up about a week ago with Olvida's

heroin in her system.

And a hole in her back?

There's been a string of those murders.

Gory like some homemade spinal tap
voodoo shit.

That's all that got to do with Abby.

This thing's on the mole.

Since when have you cared about what
Finnerman thinks of you?

I don't.

Good. Neither do I.

That thing's the one.

There's something I didn't include in my
report.

When the hunter saw me, it communicated
something.

And it's clicking language.

What did it say?

It wasn't words.

It was a shape and spaces.

Like what I heard when I listened to the
Slavic track.

It looked something like this.

You saw this when it spoke to you?

More like I heard it.

It's hard to explain.

Hmm.

We can keep this to ourselves for now.

I wanted to run something by you.

Unofficially.

For taking it to Jack.

There's been a string of murders.

Junkies.

Look at the marks on the bodies.

Just like Columbia?

Yeah. And the junkie we found in
McCarthy's warehouse.

You think he killed them all?

The first one was found here, ten miles
from McCarthy's farmhouse. The next two

bodies were found near the music stores
he took out.

One in D .C. and one near Baltimore.

So he's not just a mad bomber?

He's a serial killer, too.

The heroin ring, Columbia, these bodies,
it's all connected.

And McCarthy's a missing link.

And the only lead on Abby.

Not bad for a bed.

So why the shithole?

Contacted a few old FBI informants. One
of these working girls recognized a

picture of McCarthy.

Thinks he might be renting a room here.

What?

Here.

Let her go.

What do you need, Battle?

You're lost, girl.

I can help you.

I think you're the one who needs help
right now.

I want my wife.

Your attention, people.

Thanks to the outstanding work of Agents
Carroll and Regan, we now have two live

hunters in our custody.

This is our chance to ask the big
questions.

Who are they?

Where do they come from? What do they
want?

World peace and friendship bracelets,
I'm guessing.

Lionel McCarthy is no foot soldier.

He is leadership.

He's behind the bombings, the Colombian
drug operation, and now several murders

here. He is a direct link to the hunter
leader known as Brother Number Four.

And he knows what happened to my wife.

Gabby is a part of the puzzle, but this
is bigger than any personal imperative.

I will interrogate McCarthy, Briggs,
Regan. I want you with the female in

you regain consciousness.

Carol, you're cataloging McCarthy's
belongings from the hotel.

Everybody else, Kubark protocols are in
effect.

Our interview room is soundproof for
hunters, and everything that happens in

that room is recorded at all times.

Let's be smart. Let's be careful.

Let's do our best.

I caught that asshole. I should be in
there.

Yeah, that's not going to happen.

McCarthy's the most important live asset
this unit has ever acquired.

Fine. Not lead, but help.

And you will, by doing your job.

Counting McCarthy's underwear, that's a
waste of my time.

McCarthy knows me. He specifically asked
to see me.

I can get under his skin. I know I can.

Maybe this is why I'm here.

Follow my lead. Do you understand me?

Yes, sir.

With a little reverse engineering, we've
managed to turn their weapons against

them. This one will drop a rhino. I give
you the signal, don't hesitate.

I can't give you the signal, don't
hesitate.

Don't make me use it on you.

Yes, sir.

Trust Jackson.

I thought you'd be fatter.

Sorry to disappoint you. You're human.
That's all you can do.

I can't lie and say I haven't been
looking forward to meeting you.

We have a lot to discuss.

Shall we begin?

Thane, Weldon, Hiram, Elise, Cambria,
and sweet little Lucia.

Your children have beautiful names.

And of course I couldn't forget our
precious little orphan.

The poor waif.

Like something out of Dickens.

Losing her papa and her surrogate mother
so unexpectedly.

That's a good start.

Tell us more, Lionel.

Well, this is our chance to get to know
each other better.

After that awkward first date in the
warehouse. So much we didn't get to chat

about.

Talk. I'm all ears. So am I, agent.

So am I.

I can hear your heartbeat quicken.

I hear the blood rushing through your
veins, your muscles tighten.

Your teeth are grinding.

I hear your fear, boy.

Diastolic blood pressure 120 over 44,
heart rate 29, respiration 7 breaths per

minute. Is that normal for a hunter? Not
compared to me.

And I've never seen a hunter vomit
tissue like that before.

Sedation has stopped that, but her
condition is deteriorating.

Or in withdrawal, she has track marks.

Alien junkies, it's like we captured a
Corman movie.

Lab analysis on McCarthy's instrument,
the oversized syringe.

Small traces of heroin, but mostly human
blood with a high concentration of

endogenous opioid neuropeptides.

It's a byproduct of heroin use.

Hunters can't get high on heroin.

So they're shooting up junky brain
blood.

That's revolting.

Well, it obviously works to take the
edge off of being in a human body. You

wouldn't believe the shit I tried when I
was younger.

The subject has a growth in the upper
back and neck region.

There's no reason for us to be enemies.

We're here to try and understand what it
is you want from Earth.

It's simple, really.

We are eat.

We are kill.

If you won't talk, we'd like to try and
arrange a meeting with brother number

four.

We'd like to show we can be an honest
partner.

Peaceful. There's no need for violence.

We've had plenty of opportunities to
observe your ETU, your government,

humankind itself. We have every reason
not to trust you creatures.

Yeah, we're not perfect.

You make mistakes, but we learn from
them.

Indeed.

I'm sure dissecting my kind has been
very educational.

I wonder what cutting open your wife
would teach my people.

If you continue to hurt humans, to kill
my people, measures will be taken.

We must protect ours just as you would
protect yours.

We want to know where you came from, why
you're here, what you want.

Maybe we can help.

What is it about you humans?

You think if you understand everything,
you'll sleep better at night.

Does anybody really need a reason to
swat a fly or...

Kill a wife.

We spent four days together, Abby and I.

Her neck smelled like lavender and soap.

So tender.

Shattered like glass.

So much for you getting under his skin.

He's toying with us. What should we have
done?

Beaten him?

That's exactly what he wants. What we
need here is patience.

We don't have time. He had my wife. Damn
it, you heard him. For all we know,

that could be a lie.

And Abby is a human collaborator. Or she
could be one of them.

You know something I don't? No.

Which is exactly why we need to proceed
with caution.

Okay. Put me back in there and I'll get
the truth out of him. You had your shot.

You're sitting this one out.

Flynn Carroll.

M. What?

What do you mean she's not in school?

One of those?

Oh, yeah.

Right above my tramp down.

Is that a tumor?

I have no idea.

P .T .U.'s suddenly a breeding facility.

I didn't see that one coming. No one
did.

In the mother's condition?

Not good.

We're doing everything we can to ensure
it survives.

You better.

What have you gotten from McCarthy?

Nothing yet.

Ours in captivity and you have nothing.

Trust, this is a critical window. If you
can't do it... There's something else.

Agent Carroll's adopted daughter, Anne,
has gone missing.

This concerns me how? McCarthy
previously threatened her life.

Whose life hasn't he threatened?

I need a bulletin.

Not a missing person.

I suspect it cannot be.

Thanks, Mia.

Why do you think the hunters took your
daughter?

They took my wife.

Well, your wife's a hunter, and she took
your daughter.

I want back in there.

That's out of the question. It's not
your call, Commander.

In you go, Agent Carroll.

Use that broken heart.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Love swings the hammer.

So it can swing for us also.

Congratulations, Dad.

You're feeling all warm.

Kind of fuzzy.

How is the baby?

Does it have my eyes?

You'll never know.

I'll just have to comfort myself with
Abby and delicious little Em then, won't

I? Tell me where they are.

Or I'll tear your face off.

Oh, please.

Take it off. I can't wait.

Where the hell are they?

Is this really how you're going to
question the most valuable prison you've

had? With this dumb, blunt instrument?

Not the moneymaker.

Do I have to spell it out for you?

You can't torture a hunter.

Especially not me.

In truth, you can't get much out of
torturing a human either, but that

keep you fools from trying.

But we know so little about your kind.

We got so much to learn.

Like your ears.

You know.

It makes him so sensitive.

Careful. You break it, you buy it.

Oh, yeah. I'll be careful.

Come

again?

I can't hear you.

Get in there.

That's enough!

Well, that was effective.

Hunters aren't invulnerable.

We just haven't found their weakness
yet.

Chills, any thoughts?

We could rig up one of the sonic
weapons.

Decrease the intensity.

Too risky.

It gets wrong and we kill the best
source of intel we've ever had.

What about that treatment we devised for
Regan? She reported discomfort at the

higher amplitudes, right? The treatment
was intended to help Regan's urges, not

harm her. It's a tool.

I don't care what it was intended for if
it does the job. Bring it in.

Will it look like a human when it grows
up?

It's hard to say.

Human embryos look like other mammals at
various stages of development.

Or it could be some sort of hybrid.

Mothers in no condition to answer any
questions.

Hey.

You all right?

Not really.

Is that how you came out?

I don't know.

My parents didn't have baby pictures.

Can't believe it came from McCarthy.

He's a monster.

Briggs knows the controls.

No, he doesn't.

I'll do it.

Toys.

Lovely. I prefer using honey to vinegar.

I'll make an exception in your case. Can
you play Angry Birds on it?

I love seeing pig heads explode.

This is your last chance.

Please.

I quiver in your hand, the hesitation.

I'm dipping your little toes into the
murky waters of moral compromise.

Is it cold, Truss?

Is that what makes you shiver?

Give it the old Mormon try.

Who's the mole inside the ETU? They have
the blood of 27 innocent people on

their hands.

As do you.

Who is it?

Would you believe me if I told you?

Why don't you tell him who the mole is,
Agent Briggs?

Did you redo or didn't you leak that
intel?

He's lying.

Give him more. Briggs is the mole.

Briggs is the mole.

smarts. We all know Agent Reagan is the
mole.

Birds of a feather.

You know, she can't deny her true
nature.

Or is it Flynn Carroll who's the
traitor?

Do you even know what that boy scout was
up to in Afghanistan?

Wait.

Elder Jackson, please, are you even your
man to be reckoned with?

You wouldn't believe what this man has
done.

Nasty, nasty stuff.

And all for what?

God?

Country?

Paycheck?

So I don't slaughter your children.

Bible in one hand and bazooka in the
other. And you call yourself a believer.

Get him cleaned up.

Where's True here?

We just got started.

We don't even know what we're doing to
him.

We're hurting him, so his kind won't
hurt more of us.

This is torture.

There are no laws defining the torture
of an alien species.

I don't need a law to distinguish right
from wrong, ma 'am. Spare me your

bullshit. That thing in there is killing
American citizens.

Citizens that you swore to protect.

Ruth.

You and I have done some very
questionable things in the service of

country, but there is a line. You show
me that line when those beasts invade

your home.

Attack Willard, your children.

Hunters have not only promised to shed
blood, they've made good on that

On domestic soil, no less.

And we don't stop those things now. God
only knows how far they'll go. They are

not the only ones to have shed blood.
This nation didn't ban torture because

it's cruel. We did it to protect
ourselves.

And I will not allow my agents to be
sullied by it.

Emma, it's me. I need to know you're
okay, so call me. I don't care where you

are or what's happened. Just get in
touch with me as soon as you get this.

Please.

But don't forget, we have his.

And if he kills them before we break
him, that's just collateral damage,

I don't believe it's going to come to
that.

So you think we can break him?

McCarthy's a lot stronger than I
anticipated. His mental toughness is

extraordinary.

So hunters are immune to torture.

Then we need to find another way.

Something's happening.

What's she saying?

She's dying.

I don't know what else to do.

The baby needs physical contact, but
Finnerman won't allow it.

I saw it in his eyes.

McCarthy cares for them.

McCarthy's not human. You don't know
what you saw.

I've seen enough for giving us a try.

The newborn and its mother aren't doing
well.

We don't know what to do.

Let me hear them.

Touch her and the baby.

It's how we help each other heal.

Please, let me help them.

They're no good to your dad.

Then give me Em and Abby first.

Not possible. You have your boss. I have
mine.

Your boss isn't here. You are. And your
woman and your baby are.

You just told me they need you.

It's your choice. They live or they die.

Let's try it by self -storage.

Unit 470.

She's going to die.

The baby, too.

Yeah. We're doing everything we can to
help her. How long are we going to hold

out?

McCarthy's our best shot at finding
Flynn's daughter alive, so until we know

she's safe, McCarthy doesn't go in.

How close are you? Almost there.

How soon?

Listen, McCarthy goes nowhere near the
baby, not until we know they're safe.

Hurry.

He'll be okay.

No!

Take McCarthy in.

We haven't heard from Flynn.

We need to know his wife and daughter
are safe. No. That newborn must survive.

What about Carol's daughter? There is no
time.

We need to keep faith with Carol. He
means something to the hunters.

That is an assumption only.

We've yet to see anything that actually
proves his worth.

He may have brought us McCarthy.

Exactly. But not because they hold him
in any special esteem.

It was a straightforward capture.

Any soldier could have done it. It just
so happened Carol was in the right place

at the right time.

Ten more minutes, please.

We don't have it.

McCarthy goes in now.

We root again.

She's dead.

That's not you, Jackson.

Her baby will die, too.

We don't have much time.

Don't make me ask you a janguano.

Is she all right? Where is she?

She's safe.

Unharmed. Squad car picked her up a few
miles from her school.

Dropped her back home.

Where was she?

Didn't say.

We'll keep an eye on her until you get
there.

Thanks. I'll be there soon as I can.

Police found Agent Carroll's daughter.

She was in that storage facility.

McCarthy played us.

We underestimated him.

I accept full responsibility.

No. We both underestimated him.

But it won't happen again.

I'm removing him from your custody.

What? And placing him where?

In a more secure facility.

Where?

There's no one else who understands the
hunters like we do. It's done.

And they saw the heavens open.

And they saw the angels descending out
of heaven as in the midst of fire.

And they came down and encircled those
little ones about with fire.

And the angels did minister unto them.

You're praying.

My faith teaches that the souls of
little children who die are taken by God

because they are too pure, too lovely.

To live on Earth.

Even hunters?

Do you think I have a soul?

Yes, I do.