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๏ปฟ1 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.
Service at window 2.
Hi.
Service at window 7.
I knew you'd come to me, Flora.
What?
Your name.
Flora.
From "The Invisible Man."
I've never seen it.
1933.
Claude Rains, Gloria Stuart, William Harrigan.
My friends are waiting for me, so...
Service at window 2.
What the hell?
Hi.
I knew you would come to me, Flora.
Father, come quickly.
My darling... I failed.
I meddled in things...
Do you want some, babe?
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, your helicopter's 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...
Emergency detected at the Pit.
All silos...
Emergency detected at the Pit.
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 ecoterrorism.
But your government's been lying to you.
The blast actually occurred at a secret government prison
called the Pit, which was 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.
Hey, hey, hey.
It's okay.
Got your message.
It's a shame things had to end this way.
Yeah, but 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 gonna 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 is not 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...
Tox screen found evidence of a paralytic.
Pancuronium bromide.
Ron Simms.
How public is this?
Local papers are running copycat stories,
but it won't be long before people find out
the real Ron Simms is back.
You need us, Mallory.
Whether you want to admit it or not,
my team is 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 gonna 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.
Hassani.
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 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 save your life.
Doubt it.
We got a hit.
Ron Simms.
Boogeyman.
You don't grow up in Texas and not hear the stories.
I'm from Wyoming, and I heard 'em.
He killed, like, 10 women, right?
12.
In each case, Ron would break into his victims' homes,
waiting for them underneath their bed
before drugging them with a paralytic.
Simms 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.
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 gonna have to help me here
'cause it all tastes like old grape juice to me.
A 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.
Yeah, I love to cook, when I've got time,
and a great kitchen like this one.
But 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.
And honestly, after all these years of therapy, I'm...
I'm in a really good place.
It's not easy doing the work on yourself,
but it's... 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 wanna 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.
Christina, wait.
What are you doing? Let me go.
- Don't look at me like that. - Stop.
Please, you're scaring me. No.
I'm just trying to be honest.
I didn't wanna do this. You know that.
Thought this time would be different, but, no,
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.
I mean, 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 Simms' brain
equates immobilizing women with intimacy?
So in police interviews, Ron talks about being a kid
and watching his mom passed 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.
So are 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?
Sure is.
Whoa.
Mm, 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.
Right?
Bad news.
We 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 the Simms 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 10:00, 11:00 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 Bex 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 wanna know.
Thanks, everyone, we'll take it from here.
Copy that.
This was a date.
Not their first.
They cooked dinner.
For a first date, you might bring someone home
after you eat, but she's a modern woman.
She'd wanna 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 confidence to romance them.
All 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?
I mean, 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
gonna be our last victim.
So where does a serial killer go to meet women?
Mitch Lundy.
Capricorn.
I gotta say, I was a little hesitant
about showing up tonight, but I have a feeling
I'm gonna be glad I came.
You spell trouble.
Good trouble, I hope.
Me too. Except for the second one.
Oh, obviously not the second one,
but the first and the third?
I hope so.
But my vet tells me outdoor cats don't live as long.
Right, yeah, I'm a huge animal person too.
Rabbits.
Well, they are the cutest.
Okay, uh, 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.
โช It's not unusual to find out I'm in love with you โช
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 gonna 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 Ward'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 D'vine.
Good find.
The Calvin Vineyard Syrah, yes.
2021 was a good year for that varietal.
Really intense black pepper with notes of charred herbs.
Yum.
Okay, we're gonna need a list of everyone
who bought that wine in the last two 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.
Just can't... can't get his words out of my head.
"She graduated."
You found anything there?
My dad didn't keep a lot at the Boston house,
but, uh, 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... you're not... 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 blends seamlessly with the dark...
Look. 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?
- Here you go. - Excuse me.
Sure.
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 faรงade.
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 know,
you want somebody to fix you right away,
but breakthroughs take time.
You know what, I... I just have to be honest.
I was really dreading tonight.
I mean, a lot of these things are just so full of...
Crazies.
Right?
Well, um...
Oh, this is you. Okay.
Well...
..it was really nice to meet you.
You too, Mitch.
Good night.
Debbie?
Can I be real?
I wanna keep hanging out with you.
Hi, you've reached Debbie. I can't...
Debbie's not answering her phone.
We just pinged her cell.
She's been home for 15 minutes, and she's not answering.
It's just...
I feel like we've known each other a lot longer
than we actually have.
Same.
I mean, it's the first day, but it doesn't feel like it.
You're just trying to get lucky.
I'm not.
I swear.
I'm... that's not what I'm looking for at all.
I... I...
Debbie, I want a partner, a friend.
I-I don't wanna 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 wanna show you something.
Oh, of course.
Yeah, what is it?
My favorite movie.
Interesting.
That's not where I thought you were going,
but I can roll with this.
Oh, what, is this, like, a true crime thing?
Shh. Shh. Just watch.
The great city of Austin, Texas,
is known for many things...
its music, its food, its nightlife.
But in 2005, it became known for murder.
The killer?
Ron Simms.
God, I look so young.
Is 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.
Debbie, do not look at me like that.
I'm calling the police!
Debbie, do...
The Boogeyman nickname made him sound
like some kind of urban legend, but make no mistake,
Ron Simms 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! - Debbie, can you breathe?
Clear the back room.
Hi. My name is Jacob.
Everything's gonna be okay. Just relax.
He needed to select his 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 wanna 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 Simms was executed over two decades ago.
The man who assaulted you was mentally disturbed.
He's suffering from dissociative identity disorder.
He just believes he's Ron Simms.
But 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.
Why don't 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 6 bucks?
I blame your generation.
What are you, my grandpa?
What's with all the generation talk?
Feeling old, Hassani?
Yeah, something like that.
Okay, well, buck up.
You still got a couple good years left.
Ha-ha, very funny.
Guys, the CCTVs have a million blind spots.
- I should be in there with you. - I don't know. You're right.
He could recognize your face from the documentary.
Besides, something wrong with the coffee in this place.
Tastes like fruit.
It's five after.
Didn't peg Ron to be the fashionably late type.
Oh, guys, I think we have a problem.
That's Lisa from the dating app.
She's another one of the women Ron matched with.
Wait, how is she there?
Oh, this can't be a coincidence.
Yeah, I got Julie approaching too.
Guys, Ron knows we set him up.
Excuse me. Hi, sorry.
Uh, are you looking for Mitch by any chance?
Yeah. How did you know?
He sent me flowers and a note to meet him here.
Guys, this is not good.
Where is he?
I'm sorry. He made me do it.
I was hoping you were dead.
For your sake.
What happened?
He's kept me here for months.
Dr. Charles.
There's no way out.
I've tried.
Phone and comms are still here.
And I can't find the key, so Simms probably
ditched them to slow us down.
Hassani!
I spoke to the shop owner across the road.
She said she didn't see Bex or what happened.
Just heard a car peel off down the alley.
Hey, guys, we got a new camera angle.
He's got Bex.
But we've got his plates.
Put a BOLO out on that and connect to every LPR
- in the state. - On it.
We're gonna need a ride.
Way ahead of you.
Hey, we got a call about someone...
We're gonna need your vehicle.
Homeland Security.
This will wake you up.
- Tell me that's a hit. - It's from an hour ago.
Ron's license plate was picked up by a couple LPRs
on I-35 North coming into Austin.
He was on his way to the coffee shop,
so wherever he's coming from is probably where he's taken Bex.
Hassani, we've got a direction.
We're missing something.
Okay, if Bex was here, what would she do?
She'd dig into Simms. So what do we know?
- We know he loves rabbits. - And his documentary.
Right. His favorite movie.
Which means he's probably watched it more than once.
Oh, every time someone views anything on the internet,
there's a record of it being accessed,
and I can pinpoint their location using their ISP.
Whoa.
Why do people love shows about serial killers?
Yahtzee.
There's a place right off of I-35 that's viewed it
37 times in the past two months.
What... what is that?
I'm gonna fix my movie.
Gonna update it.
You're gonna tell everyone that I've changed,
that I care about people now.
'Cause you're the expert.
Okay.
Yeah, I can do that, but...
Ron, if you really want me to believe you've changed,
you have to get Dr. Charles to a hospital.
I know. I know that you're angry.
I know the Pit did horrible, horrible things to you.
But he is dying.
And keeping him here, mocking him in that costume,
that is not change.
Show me... show me that you've changed,
and I will make your movie.
That's it, Ron.
I know it's in you. Please show me you've changed.
Show me.
No!
Make my movie,
or the next one is in his head.
My name is Special Agent Rebecca Henderson,
and everything you know about Ron Simms is wrong.
The world knows him as this violent offender,
but I'm here to tell you today that he's changed.
He's...
No, no, no!
You're not... you're doing it wrong.
You... you don't believe the words you're saying.
You have to believe in them,
or no one else will believe in them.
Do it again.
Ron Simms is misunderstood.
No, stop, stop, stop.
Come on, do it better!
Ron Simms is very misunderstood.
No. No. Again!
I'm here today to tell you that...
Terrible! Terrible!
I'm here today to tell you that he's changed.
Do you want me to shoot you too?
But you're not gonna shoot me, are you, Ron?
Oh, really?
Are you willing to bet your life on that?
Yeah, I am.
Because I know you're just looking for real connection.
And all this, the dating, the video, Debbie, Christina...
I mean, you have been searching so hard
for someone who understands you, someone who gets you
for who you are, right?
I am right here, Ron.
I've been in front of you the whole time.
A few structures on the property... main house,
a couple of larger barns, and what looks like maybe...
maybe a pen?
We have no idea where he's holding her.
We're going in loud.
Come on, Ron, we both know you're not a bad guy.
You just wanna be accepted, right?
Well, I understand you, Ron.
The other women were scared.
Not me.
Rebecca!
There she is.
Rebecca!
Rebecca!
Bex!
Hey, Bex! Hey!
- Bex. Gun. - Got it.
Bex, it's over. Bex, we got him.
Look at me. Look at me. Hey. He's not worth it.
All right, just got off the phone with my guys.
Dr. Charles is stable, but he's got a long road to recovery.
What about Ron Simms?
Who?
You seriously gonna keep that?
Yeah. It's for my daughter.
She's been wanting a pet.
So get her a puppy, dude,
not a serial killer's therapy rabbit.
Oh, you should see his plans for the bunny suit.
Very funny.
Someone's feeling better.
You sure you should be on solid foods yet?
I mean, I'm happy to put your slice in a blender.
Yeah, we can mash you up some peas.
So how long exactly should I expect
this comedy routine to last?
I missed this.
Yeah, me too.
Come on, Bunny Smalls.
I know when we're not wanted.
I need another beer.
You know, I-I might grab one too.
Thank you.
You doing okay?
Odell, and being back here, it must be hard.
I wanna make sure you're... you're good.
You know the last thing he said to me?
"Finish this."
We keep catching killers like Ron Simms,
yes, I will be good.
Okay.
Cheers.
What?
I'm not saying anything.
Well, good.
But, hey, I have been meaning to ask,
you got any hits with that voice recognition thing?
Uh, no, it's... still nothing.
These things take time.
Okay. Just thought I'd ask.
- Mm. - Cheers.
May I have everyone's attention?
My name is Colonel Lazarus.
Effective immediately, Attorney General Mallory
has been relieved of her command regarding
the inmate recovery effort.
There will be changes in the way we do things around here.
Some of you may not like or agree with them,
but make no mistake,
I am in charge now.
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