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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.