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(Átirat készítője: TurboScribe.ai. Frissítés Korlátlanra az üzenet eltávolításához.) Last season on The Hunting Party.
It's called The Pit.
It's home to the most dangerous and violent
criminals in history.
All of whom the world believes are dead.
Or at least it was, until the blast
hit.
How many inmates got out?
You're here, Agent Henderson, to help us catch
them.
My name is Dr. Dulles.
Your father is the only one who can
tell me who my biological mother is.
Please, just one time.
Who is that woman?
She's not down there anymore.
She graduated.
Special Agent Henderson.
My name is Colonel Lazarus.
Hi.
I knew you'd come to me, Flora.
What?
Your name, Flora.
It's from The Invisible Man.
I've never seen it.
It was 1933.
Claude Rains, Gloria Stewart, William Harrigan.
My friends are waiting for me, so...
Come on.
You want some, babe?
I don't even know.
This is nice.
Inmate E63 approaching 71% accuracy.
Treatment continues to prove effective.
Correct responses are nearing acceptable measures.
Acceptable is bare minimum.
Increase the frequency, Doctor.
Yes, ma'am.
Colonel Lazarus.
Colonel Lazarus, your helicopter is here.
I'll be back again next week to check
on the others.
I expect you'll be successful.
Colonel.
Pleasure seeing you, as always.
Emergency detected at the pit.
All silos secure prisoners and report evacuation zone.
Emergency detected at the pit.
All silos secure prisoners and report evacuation zone.
Emergency detected at the pit.
All silos secure prisoners and report evacuation zone.
My name is Special Agent Rebecca Henderson.
Two months ago, there was an explosion at
a nuclear missile silo in Cheyenne, Wyoming.
The public was told that this was an
act of eco-terrorism.
But your government's been lying to you.
The blast actually occurred at a secret government
prison called The Pit, which is home to
the worst killers the world has ever seen,
all of whom the public believed were dead.
The blast killed many of these inmates, but
many more escaped and remain at large throughout
this country.
Federal agents are not equipped to apprehend these
killers.
This is why Attorney General Mallory assigned me
to a specialized team, which she has since
disbanded with disastrous effects.
This is one of the largest government cover
-ups in the history of the United States.
This better work.
It will.
It's okay.
Got your message?
It's a shame things had to end this
way.
Well, it's not over yet, is it?
The killers from The Pit, they're still out
there.
Before Oliver died, I made a promise that
I was going to finish this.
I agreed to meet out of respect for
you and for Oliver.
I'm watching the news.
Federal officers killed in Spokane, Atlanta.
Whatever B-team you've hired to replace us
clearly isn't up for the job, is it?
Plus, they're missing cases.
A woman was just found dead in her
own bed in Austin.
No signs of struggle, no forced entry.
Do you have any idea how much of
a mess you and your team made?
At the Whitman.
Talk screen found evidence of a paralytic.
Pancreonium bromide.
Ron Sims.
How public is this?
Local papers are running copycat stories, but it
won't be long before people find out the
real Ron Sims is back.
You need us, Mallory.
Whether you want to admit it or not,
my team has the best chance you have
at catching him.
And if I say no?
Then this video goes out to every major
news outlet.
It's everything.
It's the whole story.
I want my team back.
You do understand you are trying to blackmail
the Attorney General of the United States, right?
No, I'm not trying to do anything.
You're going to reinstate us.
Today.
Careful, Rebecca.
Morales.
Hey.
How you doing?
Oh, it's so good to see your face.
Hey, there she is.
Hey.
All right, that's enough of that.
Hi.
Hey, Morales.
Oh, careful, careful.
Don't hug him too hard.
Old man's still recovering.
I'll still take you any day, kid.
Yeah?
Want me to get you a chair?
Get him one of the walkers with the
tennis balls.
Are you kidding me?
I put myself between you two and a
bullet and this is the thanks I get?
Last time I saved your lives.
Doubt it.
We got a hit.
Ron Sims.
A boogeyman.
You don't grow up in Texas and not
hear the stories.
I'm from Wyoming and I heard him.
He killed like ten women, right?
Twelve.
In each case, Ron would break into his
victims' homes, waiting for them underneath their bed
before drugging them with a paralytic.
Sims was a companion control killer, which means
he didn't actually want his victims dead.
He just wanted them still.
For him, intimacy was only safe if he
knew the other person couldn't leave, and it
was after he had complete control that he
felt fully safe expressing himself.
He would stay with them for days on
end, never leaving their side.
They slowly died from sepsis as their internal
organs began to shut down, one by one,
from the paralytic.
Yeah, this creep was all over the news
when I was in high school.
I still check under the bed at night.
So do I.
We better get to Austin before he makes
it 13.
She's pouring the wine, you know, just to
taste, the way they do, and I said,
look, I love the movie Sideways, but you're
going to have to help me here, because
it all tastes like old grape juice to
me.
The partner at my firm loves that wine
shop, but they're so snooty.
I think she appreciated the honesty, and I
wasn't kidding.
I know nothing about wine, less than nothing,
but I do know a little something about
pot roast.
Mmm, that's delicious.
You're a good cook.
I love to cook when I've got time,
and a great kitchen like this one.
When do I get to see your place?
Maybe next weekend.
You know, you said that last weekend.
You don't need to hide anything from me.
Cheers.
I mean, honestly, after all these years of
therapy, I'm in a really good place.
It's not easy doing the work on yourself,
but it's so rewarding.
Oh, I totally agree.
Therapy was the best decision I ever made.
Right?
I'm an imperfect person.
Aren't we all?
And it's healthy to admit that.
You're right.
I don't want to hide myself from you.
I've done things I regret.
Oh, like what?
I have to live with the fact that
I've taken a life.
More than one.
What do you mean?
Were you in a car accident?
No.
Were you in the military?
No.
Best you know.
Wait.
What are you doing?
Don't let me go.
Don't look at me like that.
Stop, please.
You're scaring me.
No.
I'm just trying to be honest with you.
I didn't want to do this.
You know that.
I thought this time would be different, but,
you know, of course it ends like it
always ends.
I know you're not very comfortable talking, Ron,
but I want you to know this is
a safe space.
I'd like you to look at me.
I've never seen anyone with anxiety this extreme.
Started when he was a kid, but he
never got treated for it, so he didn't
know how to form true emotional bonds with
others.
Sure, but a lot of people struggle with
anxiety.
What turns this guy into a killer?
It wasn't about the social anxiety.
It was about the isolation that it created.
And everyone wants connection, right?
Everyone needs intimacy.
Ron just didn't know how to get it.
Belonging is an essential human need.
It's level three of Maslow's hierarchy.
I had a lot of time for reading
the past couple weeks.
I understand the essential human need, but what
part of Ron Sims' brain equates immobilizing women
with intimacy?
So in police interviews, Ron talks about being
a kid and watching his mom pass out
from barbiturates and alcohol.
He would lie with her sometimes, putting his
head on her chest, seeking connection.
Because she was immobilized?
Mm-hmm.
I regret asking that question.
Is there all these videos just of Ron
acting weird and ignoring people?
For the first three years in the pit,
yeah, pretty much.
It was just standard cognitive behavioral therapy.
But then he starts to work with Dr.
Dresden Charles, a psychiatrist that specializes in animal
-assisted therapy.
He was a pioneer in this particular modality.
That's when the real breakthrough happened.
Is that a bunny?
It sure is.
Whoa.
Please tell me the rabbit lives.
Oh!
Good job, bunny.
AAT can be a highly successful complement to
traditional behavioral therapies.
Sort of like emotional training wheels for antisocial
personality.
Why rabbits?
Well, horses weren't allowed in the pit.
Not exactly.
Ron, as a kid, had a neighbor with
rabbits.
He wanted one too, but his parents wouldn't
spring for it.
Simple as that.
So this actually worked?
This was Ron six months ago, after 17
years of AAT.
I was always afraid what people thought of
me.
Couldn't even look them in the eye, you
know.
Well, he speaks.
I was worried that I was doing the
wrong thing or saying the wrong thing.
And honestly, most of the time, I was.
I don't know why I was so afraid.
But it drove me to do things.
Pretty horrible things.
Bad news.
We've got a crime scene.
Morales just sent this through.
It's him.
Look at how he posed the body.
Detective, the feds are here.
Whoa, whoa, can I help you?
Hassani, U.S. Marshals.
That was fast.
I guess this assumes copycat's national news.
Yeah, something like that.
Do you have an ID on the body?
Christina Ward, 42, tax attorney here in town.
Estimated time of death between 10 and 11
last night.
Madam Attorney General.
Have a seat, Major.
I'm happy to see that you have not
wasted any time getting this operation back up
and running.
Yes, it's great to be back.
Cut the crap, Jennifer.
Did you know about Agent Henderson's plan to
blackmail me?
No, I swear.
I brought you into this task force to
be my eyes and ears, so I expect
to remain informed.
Respectfully, Madam, you shut us down.
Whatever Becks did during that time has nothing
to do with me.
I'm part of a team.
You are an intelligence officer who works for
the U.S. government, which means you work
for me.
So you are whatever the hell I say
you are.
Yes, Madam.
Lord knows Colonel Lazarus is just waiting for
any excuse to take control of this entire
thing.
Colonel Lazarus?
What?
That name.
It's just, the day Odell died, Shane asked
me to do voice rec on an audio
clip.
It was just a fragment, but it matched
a personnel file for a Colonel Evelyn Lazarus.
What did you tell him?
Nothing.
Good.
Who is she?
You don't want to know.
Thanks, everyone.
We'll take it from here.
This was a date, not their first.
They cooked dinner.
For a first date, you might bring someone
home after you meet, but she's a modern
woman.
She'd want to meet in public first.
If the plan was just to kill Christina,
why bother with the wine and dinner?
I mean, you saw the tapes.
Ron's therapy turned him into a completely different
man.
He still wants to connect with women, but
now he's got the cure.
He has the confidence to romance them.
Right, so he charmed Christina into dinner, but
he still killed her.
I don't think he planned to.
They got through half a bottle of wine
before something went wrong.
Something must have triggered him.
He loses control, and that's why he took
off right away.
What are the chances he's still in Austin?
He's comfortable here.
Ron isn't the same killer anymore.
He isn't hiding under beds this time.
I see this dinner date, and I see
a man with new confidence, which unfortunately means
I don't think Christina's going to be our
last victim.
So where does a serial killer go to
meet women?
Mitch Lundy.
Capricorn.
I got to say, I was a little
hesitant about showing up tonight, but I have
a feeling you're going to be glad I
came.
You spell trouble.
Good trouble, I hope.
Me too, except for the second one.
Obviously not the second one, but the first
and the third?
I hope so, but my vet tells me
opera cats don't live as long.
Right.
I'm a huge animal person too.
Rabbits.
Well, they are the cutest.
Okay, favorite movie?
I still love black and white movies.
You know, the classics.
Does that make me old-fashioned?
No, that makes you very charming.
Beautiful ladies and gents, time's up.
Please go to your next table, and don't
forget to enter your partner's name in the
app if you're feeling their good vibes.
This was really nice.
Yeah.
Welcome back, Major.
Major Morales?
Ben, you can just call me Morales.
What do you got?
Copy that.
How much do you know about wine?
I know that if it comes in a
box, you're going to get a headache.
Well, I don't know about the box variety,
but every bottle sold in the U.S.
includes a lot number, and I pulled the
one that was on the bottle found at
Christina Moore's apartment so I could trace it
back to the regional distributor.
That lot was shipped to a wine shop
in downtown Austin called The Grape Divine.
Go find it.
The Calvin Vineyard, sir, yes.
2021 was a good year for that varietal.
Really intense black pepper with notes of charred
herbs.
Yum.
Okay, we're going to need a list of
everyone who bought that wine in the last
few months.
Okay?
Okay.
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I gotta take this.
Sarah.
Hey, how's it going?
Um, any luck with your friend's voice recognition
software?
Uh, no, no, nothing, nothing yet.
How's your dad doing?
His hospice nurses say he's doing about the
same.
I'm sorry.
I just can't get the words out of
my head.
She graduated.
You found anything there?
I didn't keep a lot at the Boston
house, but I've gone through everything here.
I'll send you all the files I can
find from his time working at the pit.
Oh, you're not coming back?
Uh, no.
I'm sorry, Shane, that's actually why I'm calling.
The firm took on a big case, so...
Oh.
Okay.
The northern exposure and high acidity in the
soil blend seamlessly with the dark...
Have you seen this guy?
Oh yeah, that's Mitch.
Uh, what can you tell us about Mitch?
Very charming man.
He's come in a few times, actually.
Wants to know all about wine.
Says it helps to feel knowledgeable on his
dates.
On his dates?
None of them.
I mean, I saw this one.
Here you go.
Excuse me.
Guys, our
DB, Christina Ward, was using the same speed
dating app, Matchy Maker.
They arrange in-person events in major cities.
When was the last one in Austin?
It ended ten minutes ago.
I spoke to the event organizer and confirmed
Ron was there under the name Mitch Lundy.
He matched with four women and left with
one.
A woman named Debbie Bolton.
Where's Debbie now?
I met my ex in college.
We were friends first.
Um, so it was different.
No facade.
But guys now...
You have to wade through all the BS.
Excuse my language.
I get it.
You know, most men are really disconnected from
themselves and their feelings.
It's hard to be vulnerable.
But that's what therapy's for, right?
Yeah.
How long have you seen a therapist?
Years.
You want somebody to fix you right away,
but...
Breakthroughs take time.
You know what?
I just have to be honest.
I was really dreading tonight.
I mean, a lot of these things are
just so full of...
Crazy.
Right?
Well, um...
Oh, this is you.
Okay.
Well...
It was really nice to meet you.
You too, Mitch.
Debbie?
Can I be real?
I want to keep hanging out with you.
Hi.
It's Debbie.
I can't move.
Debbie's not answering her phone.
We just pinged her cell.
She's been home for 15 minutes and she's
not answering.
Hi.
It's just...
I feel like we've known each other a
lot longer than we actually have.
Same.
I mean, it's our first date, but it
doesn't feel like it.
You're just trying to get lucky.
I'm not.
I swear.
That's not what I'm looking for at all.
I...
Debbie, I want a partner.
A friend.
I don't want to play games.
I'm looking for someone...
I can share my true self with.
Mitch, me too.
That is exactly what I am looking for.
Can I take a risk?
Yeah.
I want to show you something.
Well, of course.
Yeah, what is it?
My favorite movie.
Interesting.
It's not where I thought you were going,
but...
I can roll with this.
Oh, what?
Is this like a true crime thing?
Just watch.
The great city of Austin, Texas, is known
for many things.
It's music.
It's food.
It's nightlife.
But in 2005, it became known for murder.
The killer, Ron Sims.
God, I look so young.
This is some kind of joke.
I want you to know who I've been...
and how far I've come.
You need to get out of my house!
You're illegal to not look at me like
that.
I'm calling the police!
Debbie, do not...
The Boogeyman nickname may come down like some
kind of urban legend, but make no mistake,
Ron Sims was one of the most brutal
killers in the history of Texas.
FBI!
Clear!
Downstairs, clear.
She's up here!
Debbie, can you hear me?
Call 911!
Deb, can you breathe?
Clear the back room.
Hey, my name's Jacob.
We're getting close to the end.
Everything's going to be okay.
Just relax.
He didn't select any victims.
He wrote down names and addresses of any
individual he came across in the job that
was unfortunate enough to spark his interest.
He had this craving for romantic connection that
was so consuming that once he fixated on
a woman, she was as good as dead.
Debbie, I'm so sorry this happened.
But we do have to ask you some
questions.
Are you up for that?
Yeah.
I'm good.
Okay, I know it's difficult, but can you
try to walk us through what happened last
night?
At some point, Mitch changed, didn't he?
Mm-hmm.
He was great at first.
He said he wanted honesty and didn't want
to play games.
But then he put on his favorite movie.
The documentary.
I can't believe he was that awful killer.
He wasn't.
The real Ron Sims was executed over two
decades ago.
The man who assaulted you is mentally disturbed.
He's suffering from dissociative identity disorder.
He just believes he's Ron Sims.
Why would he do this to me?
Debbie, nothing that happened to you last night
was your fault.
It's important you know that.
I was honest.
I was honest, and I was vulnerable, and
still!
She rejected me.
People say they want the truth.
They want the truth!
They don't mean it!
They don't want the truth!
They don't want the true me!
No matter how much I have changed!
It's hard for people to accept what they're
afraid of.
You are extremely agitated, Ron.
But you do your affirmations.
That always centers you.
I am worthy of love and respect.
My well-being is a priority.
I'm committed to nurturing it.
That's good, Ron.
Keep going.
I extend kindness to myself.
I am worthy of love and respect.
Look, here's what we do know.
Ron showed her the documentary because he wanted
to show her his true self.
He was proud of what he did.
I don't think so.
It feels more like he wanted acceptance from
her.
For her to love him for him.
Unconditionally.
Like a pet rabbit would.
Bingo.
So, if Ron wants love, let's give it
to him.
Hey, Morales.
I'm gonna need you to hack into the
dating app.
We're gonna send Ron a message.
Okay.
Can somebody please explain to me how a
drip coffee is six bucks?
I blame your judgment.
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