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Previously on "The Hunting Party"...

It's called the Pit. 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.

[dramatic music]

How many inmates got out?

You're here, Agent Henderson,
to help us catch them.

I am in charge now.

- What about this new guy?
- Jonathan Peck?

I don't work for the Pit, which means

I have no reason to keep
you or your team in the dark.

She wanted this post for a reason.

Says here she came up through West Point.

Apparently she could run
a sub-five-minute mile.

Prior to West Point,
Evelyn Lazarus doesn't exist.

[Interpol's "Obstacle 1"]

[mellow rock music]

♪ ♪

Hey.

Looking great, bro.

Thanks.

Hey, you finish up before I'm back,

just pop the keys in the mail slot.

Fantastic.

♪ I wish I could eat the salt ♪

♪ Off of your lost faded lips ♪

♪ We can cap the old times ♪

♪ Make playing only logical harm ♪

♪ We can cap the old lines ♪

♪ Make playing that
nothing else will change ♪

♪ But she can read, she can read ♪

♪ She can read, she can read, she's bad ♪

♪ She can read, she can read ♪

♪ She can read, she's bad ♪

[grinding]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

Ones across the board today.

The dollar held strong
while the Dow and NASDAQ

composites were both down.

Investors maintain confidence
in the nation's economy

but seem skittish in anticipation of...

Ugh, my horoscope is the worst.

But while it was
a red day on Wall Street,

the vanguard cryptocurrency
Bitcoin bucked the trend

as it continues to climb.

You guys really need a dog.

No, no, no, you can take...

[gunshot, clattering]

[screams]

[gunshot]

While others maintain that

the emerging financial market
is the way of the future.

Time will tell who proves to be right.

[clicking, beeping]

[heart beating]

♪ ♪

[heart beating faster]

[beeping]

Heart rate rising fast.

Recording session 24.

Here we go.

♪ Regrets, I've had a few ♪

♪ But then again, too few to mention ♪

♪ And more, much more than this ♪

♪ I did it my way ♪

[shouts]

- [banging, clattering]
- ♪ For what is a man? ♪

♪ What has he got? ♪

♪ To say the things ♪

♪ He truly feels ♪

[shouting]

♪ And not the words ♪

♪ Of one who kneels ♪

♪ The record shows ♪

♪ I took the blows ♪

♪ And did it my way ♪

[gentle music]

[knocking]

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Oh, thanks. Come on in.
- Yeah.

Uh, Hassani.

Good to see you're all
settled into the new place.

Oh, yeah.

Never knew you were a prepper.

Oh, no, I just really hate
grocery shopping.

Okay, so I was thinking
about what your friend said,

the one that went to West Point
with Colonel Lazarus?

Yeah.

If she's running a
five-minute mile at the Point,

she's gotta be on a track and
field team in high school, right?

Yeah, that makes sense.

But how does that help us
figure out her real name?

You know that emergency exit
out there doesn't lock?

Anyways, the fastest mile time

for female high school
students in the '90s

was around five minutes.

So if she's running
anywhere close to that,

there's gotta be a record
of her competing

or maybe even winning a race.

And that is how we are gonna
find out her real name.

[loud rattling]

Okay.

But there are a lot of
high schools out there, Bex.

I mean, without more to go on,

it feels like we're gonna be looking
for a needle in a haystack.

What do you think, Hassani?

Poor sightlines,
only one point of egress,

and I do not love the lighting
in the parking lot.

I'm talking about the track theory.

Oh. I think whoever gave
Lazarus her new identity

went to great lengths
to make sure it would stick.

So if there were any
track and field records,

I'm pretty sure they're long gone.

[phones buzzing]

We got a hit.

- Uh-oh.
- That's us.

[suspenseful music]

Inmate H43, Zack Lang.

His prints were pulled
from a body in Manhattan.

There are a lot of eyeballs in Manhattan.

- Hassani?
- We're on it.

I'm having my guys seal
the crime scene as we speak.

Do you know this guy?

Oh, yeah, I'm familiar.

Zack Lang robbed and killed
12 people over four years

starting in 2010.

He would target the 1%...
millionaires, billionaires.

Actually, he became a bit of a folk hero

to the Occupy Wall Street movement.

I remember this guy.

They put his face on T-shirts.

A real millennial Robin Hood.

Pretty much.

In 2007, his parents lost
almost all their money

in the financial crisis.

They moved to a modest home
just outside the city.

He was the only child to a
penny stock salesman and a nurse.

But at 16, he was kicked out
of the home for his drug use.

Four years and 12 homicides later,

he was caught gunning down
a wealthy accountant

in his own hot tub.

At the trial, he spoke endlessly
about Fortune 500 companies and the need

for a new banking system.

Eat the rich. How original.

You got a problem
with Occupy Wall Street?

Oh, I think every socialist libertarian

crypto survivalist has
the right to peaceful protest.

What they do not have the right to...

- Hey!
- Is this.

Zack Lang believes he did.

You mean does.

Given his psychopathy,
probably won't be his last.

Viva la revolución.

Seriously, let's bag this guy

before he starts grabbing headlines.

[indistinct chatter on TV]

I think the fireworks are about to start.

[fireworks whistling, exploding]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[choking]

♪ ♪

[torch hissing]

♪ ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ My way ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

I took out the trash.

I made the world a better place.

I spent my days and nights
washing cars for millionaires

who barely saw me as a human.

I was their slave.

They couldn't pick me
out of a lineup, okay?

They didn't...

but because they gave me 50 bucks,

I'm supposed to be grateful?

I mean, do you have any idea
how messed up that is?

You know, my dad, my dad was a good man.

And he worked hard his whole life

selling penny stocks
while his bosses got rich

and he got cancer.

Do you think they cared?

Why aren't you writing any of this down?

I'm spinning gold here.

Come on, think ahead.

You could... you could write a book about
me or something, get famous like me.

Thank you.

Had enough of that.

No kidding.

This guy certainly likes
to talk, doesn't he?

In his Pit files,
there's over 30,000 hours

of therapy sessions.

Morales is combing through it
from the beginning.

That's, like, three years
of BS to sift through.

- Yep.
- Poor Morales.

Okay, but listen to this.

This is from the psychiatrist.

"What makes Lang's psychopathy
so dangerous

"is his well-developed moral narcissism.

"He believes that all
of his actions are justified

because it serves what in his
mind is the greater good."

The cause.

It's always about the cause.
It's never about them.

But in reality,
the cause is always second.

It's an excuse.

Zack wants to be
this champion to the people,

but in reality,
it's a psychological defense

against his overwhelming feelings
of inferiority and rage that made him

a murderer in the first place.

So it is personal.

It's not political.

Well, it's both.

The cause, sure.

But for Zack, every single kill
is an exorcism.

It's a ritual of annihilation.

See, now that's interesting.

When's he gonna talk about that?

Eh, probably never.

[suspenseful music]

A dockhand found him.

Thought he was a drunk sleeping it off.

Do we have an ID on the victim?

Not yet. No wallet.

Odd thing to steal,
considering the rest of it.

And no cameras in the area, either.

Thank you. We'll take it from here.

- Be my guest.
- Thanks, Detective.

♪ ♪

- Are those...
- They're Markuzis.

I've seen them for a couple
hundred grand, used.

Are they burned on?

By the looks of that suit,
he's still killing rich people, but...

..instead of stealing this guy's watches,
he stuck 'em on his face, which is...

..new.

Judging from the ligature marks

and the blood around the skull,
it looks like he was beaten

and then strangled, not shot.

That's also new.

So what is that telling you?

It just feels more personal,
more hands-on.

It's like you can feel his rage.

And then the watches...

I don't know, is that humiliation?

Is he adorning him with
a symbol of his own wealth?

Do you think maybe Zack knew this guy?

It's possible.

Morales, I'm scanning
the DB's fingerprints.

Let me know if you get an ID.

On it.

Bet you that comes back fast.

Rich people don't stay missing long.

In all of Zack's previous kills,

he never messed
with the bodies like this.

He would just leave them
dead in their mansions.

But the watches, leaving him
out here in public,

I don't know...
something's not making sense.

- Are you sure about this?
- I triple checked.

Hey, guys, we got
a positive ID on your victim.

His name is Eric White.

Sending you a pic now.

His last-known address
was in South Bronx.

Well, rich people do love to gentrify.

Actually, Eric White wasn't rich.

He's been collecting unemployment
for the past six months.

You're saying our
rich victim's actually poor?

It sure looks that way.

Okay, so maybe Zack Lang sees this guy

and thinks he's rich 'cause
he's wearing a fancy watch?

He's wearing two, and an expensive suit.

So Zack and Eric...

steal the watches together,
someone gets greedy, someone gets dead?

If it's about money, he's not
doing that with the watches.

You get to an age where
you think you've seen it all.

They, uh, didn't cover this
in medical school?

[scoffs] Yeah, not this.

Okay.

♪ ♪

- [exhales]
- Ooh.

Well, it's real.

In that case, I'm gonna send
the serial number to Morales,

see what she can dig up.

I mean, look, am I a hero?

It's not really my place to say.
That's history's job.

But legends never die.

[phone buzzing]

Bex, everything okay?

Hey, yeah, so two things.

Um, I just texted you and Ben
the serial numbers

off of one of the watches.

The sales are logged so you
can trace the chain of title.

Makes it harder to sell stolen watches.

Yep, Ben's already on it.
And the, uh, second thing?

You got a sec to talk about Lazarus?

Hang on.

♪ ♪

Okay, go.

So I just spent four hours last night

going through high school
yearbooks, track meet records.

I got nothing.

Hassani thinks I'm tilting at windmills,

but do you have any ideas?

If someone wanted to make
Lazarus's real identity disappear...

...they'd scrub that too.

What you really need is a back file.

- Got it.
- What's, uh... what's a back file?

In the early 2000s, there was
this massive effort to digitize

newspapers, microfilms,
library records into files,

and copies of those files
were uploaded to the internet.

But the files themselves still exist.

Like, backed up on a hard drive?

Sort of, except instead
of a physical drive,

their digital copy is
held on a private server.

So you can dig some up for me?

Nothing's ever really gone.

You just need to know where to look.

[knock at door]

Gotta go.

You're the best.

So it's, uh, strangulation, huh?

The victim was strangled,
but the cause of death

is blunt force trauma.

You can see the extensive injury

to the abdomen, chest, and head,

and he put up a fight.

There's substantial tissue
under his fingernails.

What's that green stuff?

That would be paint.

Paint?

Hey, I got a trace on the watch.

Let's go.

[light piano music playing]

Absolutely not.

Simply out of the question.

Agent Henderson, we at Onirique
pride ourselves

on always cooperating
with law enforcement,

but I simply cannot share

confidential client information
without a warrant.

When you purchase two Markuzis
worth $500,000,

you expect a certain level of discretion.

Okay, sorry, one second.

Whoever bought these watches from you

is possibly a victim of a home robbery

perpetrated by the man
we are looking for.

You're saying they were stolen?

We're saying your client may have been

the victim of a violent crime.

[scoffs] Well, I must say,
if that's the case,

he's no worse for the wear.

He was in here only an hour ago,

looking quite healthy.

[tense music]

Mm, sir, no, I'm not quite done.

Is this the man?

You're saying that guy
came into this store

and bought a half a million
dollar worth of watches?

That's right.

And how'd he pay for all that?

Credit card? Do you have that on file?

Detective, like I said,

discretion is very important to us here.

Okay, well...

why don't you tell us discreetly, then?

Bitcoin, are you kidding me?

When did Zack learn about crypto?

Before he was arrested.

It's part of the same
anti-corporate movement

as Occupy Wall Street.

I don't like it.

It's made-up money.
Doesn't make any sense.

All money is made-up money.

All right, so every Bitcoin transaction

gets recorded on the public
blockchain, which means...

Zack's Bitcoin came from an account

he created in 2013.

It was left untouched
until six weeks ago.

So how many Bitcoins does
this guy actually have?

Um, 580.

He paid 20 grand for them.

20 grand in crypto doesn't explain

millions of dollars in watches.

Mm, no, no, no.

That was the price when
he bought it back in 2013.

Okay, so how much is 580 in Bitcoin now?

Let's see.

[keyboard clacking, computer beeps]

Um...

Um, what?

It's just a little over $60 million.

Oh, wow.

Okay.

So poor Mr. Robin Hood of Huntington,

who got famous killing rich people,

is now a rich guy killing poor people?

- This is the place?
- That's right.

Come on in.
I think you're gonna like this.

Thank you.

So Zack escapes the Pit,
checks his Bitcoin,

and realizes he's worth a cool 60 mil.

And coming out of prison to discover

you have that much money would
be life-changing for anyone.

But with Zack's unique
style of self-deception,

you can't scapegoat the rich anymore.

So what does a serial killer
with unlimited resources

do with all his money?

Start killing the poor?

I don't get it.

Don't forget showering them
with gifts before he does.

He's not showering them with gifts.

He's customizing them.

You wanna know what a serial killer

with unlimited resources would do?

He would create the perfect victim.

I mean, the suit that we
found Eric in, the watches.

So Zack Cinderella'd Eric into becoming

the person he wanted to kill?

Yeah, exactly.

He's always had misplaced anger.

Before the Pit,
he was targeting the wealthy,

but now he's creating
specifically curated effigies.

Like a piñata.

The question is, who is the piñata of?

He seems like a very self-aware killer.

[suspenseful music]

Or one that's been to therapy.

Morales, I need you to search Zack's

treatment logs from the Pit.

See if you can reference
any transference,

projection, or any primal therapies.

- On it.
- He is creating the perfect victim

so that he can destroy them.

Also, Bex, Zack left
the watch store on foot.

He wasn't alone.

Looks like he found his next victim.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

[Big Data's "Dangerous"]

[rhythmic rock music]

♪ ♪

♪ Now they're coming ♪

♪ Yeah, now they're coming ♪

♪ Out from the shadows ♪

♪ To take me to the court
because they know ♪

♪ Yeah, understand I got a plan for us ♪

♪ I bet you didn't know
that I was dangerous ♪

♪ It must be fate,
I found a place for us ♪

♪ I bet you didn't know ♪

♪ Someone could love you this much ♪

♪ ♪

It feels different, doesn't it?

- Very different.
- [chuckles]

[laughing] Oh, man.

If they were gonna make a movie about me,

they'd better get an actor
with some edge, you know?

Like Shia LaBeouf or something like that.

[exhales]

Major Morales.

[sighs] Ben, I told you,
it's just Morales.

Call me Major on my birthday.

Yes, ma'am.

Sorry.

It's just... yes.

Uh, I found something
in Zack Lang's treatment files.

[shouting, banging]

Send this to my console.

Hey, guys, we got something
you need to see.

Is that supposed to be
his childhood bedroom?

Why is he smashing it to pieces?

It's called primal therapy.

It was popular in the '70s and the '80s.

Kinda reminds me of a rage room.

Best 50 bucks I ever spent.

Yeah, it's the same concept,
just in a therapeutic setting.

They'll bring patients back to
the site of the original trauma

to explore repressed feelings.

And there's loads more video.

[grunting, clattering]

These sessions were a release for Zack.

Even outside the Pit, I think
this is the feeling he's after.

Except now he's bashing heads
instead of rooms.

You know, the ME found green paint

underneath Eric White's fingernails,

similar to the color of that room.

[glass shattering]

Morales, can you get us the address
of Zack's childhood home?

If the rage room in the Pit was modeled

after Zack's childhood bedroom,

maybe that's where he took
Eric White to kill him.

You're 20 minutes out.

According to property records,
it's been foreclosed on

since 2022, after his parents died.

It's been vacant ever since.

[engine rumbling]

[laughs] Oh, man.

So where are we going?

- You wanna know?
- Yeah.

Well, next stop is my humble abode.

No way.

This is the best day of my entire life.

- Aw.
- Yeah, thank you for all of this.

Everything, seriously.

It only gets better, trust me.

[engine roaring]

Oh, man, this puppy purrs!

Yeah, she does.

[engine rumbling]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Clear.

Kitchen's clear.

Bedroom's clear.

Zack's not here.

It looks like the place
has been empty for years.

[sighs]

[intriguing music]

♪ ♪

What you got?

Every year on my birthday,
my dad would measure me,

and he'd put notches in the doorframe

just like this.

So what, you think
this was Zack's bedroom?

It's just a hunch, but yeah, I do.

♪ ♪

[grunts]

Green paint. This was Zack's bedroom.

The question is, where is Zack?

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[exhales]

You've got to be kidding me.

Home sweet home.

[laughs]

[suspenseful music]

Okay, so Zack's parents
kicked him out of the house

for his drug use, and then
they completely changed

that room to make it look like
he never even lived there.

Makes sense... it must have been hard

to see what Zack had turned into.

Something just doesn't feel right.

The most important thing is that Zack
didn't even kill Eric White here...

..so maybe that green paint under
his fingernails is just a coincidence.

Yeah, no, I heard that
as soon as I said it.

Look, Zack has all the money
in the world, right?

Well, the Pit was able to recreate

his bedroom from scratch, so why couldn't

Zack just do the same?

- All right, but where?
- And why?

Zack's treatment at the Pit
was reenacting trauma

from his childhood
that happened in that bedroom.

It was a formative event
that has impacted

every choice he's made since.

So if we wanna catch him,

we need to figure out
what that event was.

Okay, so...

..his parents catch Zack doing a line
of coke in his room or something.

And, uh, things heat up.
They kick him out.

Yeah, but during his therapy sessions,

he talked about his dad being a good man.

I mean, to hear it from him,
he was close with his parents.

Wouldn't they have at least
tried to get him help first?

Right, right.

So not drugs.

Maybe it was something worse,
something that scared them.

♪ ♪

Animal cruelty.

[phone beeps]

Morales, I need you to run
a keyword search on the videos.

♪ ♪

My dad liked the finer things in life.

He was classy.

That's why losing everything
destroyed him.

So one Father's Day, I wanted
to do something nice for him.

He was my cat.

I changed his litter box.

I, you know, took care of him.

Everybody else hated King.

♪ ♪

My dad loved beautiful things.

I thought he'd appreciate what I'd done.

I tried to make King...

- ..beautiful.
- [door opens]

Zack, what have you done?

You should have seen the way
he looked at me.

He kicked me out of the house,

told me he never wanted to see me again.

They were so concerned about
what the neighbors would think,

they swept me under the rug.

Why do you think that is?

Because all they
cared about was appearances.

You wanna understand my dad?

After we lost everything,
my dad still refused

to sell his fancy watch.

I remember I needed
new clothes for school

and my mom begged him to sell
that watch, but he refused.

He had to keep pretending.

He was a total fraud.

And I would be ten times
the dad he was, no doubt.

Okay, why do I feel like all
our killers have daddy issues?

Okay, Zack's original trauma
that the Pit was trying

to recreate with the green room
was the moment

that his dad was rejecting him.

So now he's out.

He's creating real-life
surrogates of his father

and then using them
to take out the rage he feels

for being rejected,
just like the Pit taught him.

All those speeches about Wall Street

and corporate greed

and this Robin Hood cosplay...

Zack Lang isn't really
waging war against the 1%.

He was just really angry that his dad

caught him killing his cat?

But he gets out, Dad's dead,
so he starts making copies

for some real-life rage room he's built?

Yeah, basically.

[phone buzzing]

Hey, Morales. What's up?

Bad news.

We have another body.

Let's go.

[tense music]

[indistinct chatter] [sirens wailing]

♪ ♪

Welcome to the party.

Body was found about
an hour ago by a shopkeeper.

Anybody see who dumped the body?

Nah, guy was in and out.
Nobody saw nothing.

You ID the guy yet?

James Small, 32,
from the Lower East Side.

Same green paint
underneath the fingernails.

My sergeant's down the block
with the victim's brother.

News travels fast.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Hey, we're gonna get the guy
that did this to your brother.

But we need your help.

Okay.

You told the sergeant
there was this new guy

Jim had started hanging out with?

Oh, I don't know his real name.

But, uh... Jimmy called him the King.

With a name like that,
he should have known better.

How'd they meet?

Reddit or Telegram or whatever.

You gotta understand,
Jimmy was always chasing

this half-baked dream...

drop-shipping, MLMs.

He loved a shortcut.

So when he told me about this
millionaire with a Ferrari,

I knew...

..it was trouble.

This King guy promised
he could turn Jimmy

into a millionaire in six months.

Right.
Did he say how he was gonna do that?

Selling crypto or something
to some blue-hairs in Florida.

Jimmy said he was good at it.

He was winning prizes or something.

Big fancy watch.

I told Jimmy not to go work
for that guy's stupid company.

Sorry, his company?

Yeah, this walk-up here in Chinatown.

Okay, I'm gonna need the address.

Any idea what we're walking into?

Not a clue.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Whoa, whoa, hold on.

What is this place?

[suspenseful music]

No, I understand, okay?

But Goatcoin is the financial
opportunity of a lifetime.

No, that's for us partners, okay?

[clears throat]

Oh, I am so sorry.

I did not see you there.

Welcome to Alpha Asset Managers.

Do you guys have an appointment?

No. Uh, we are walk-ins.

Well, not a problem!

Let me ask you one question:

are you ready to change your lives?

No, thank you. Uh, is the King in?

Not yet, but I can help you.

My name's Fast Eddie,
and I run the New York office.

Oh. And what exactly do
you guys sell here, Fast Eddie?

Opportunity, baby.

We are introducing a whole new
generation to the crypto space.

It's a lot to get your head around...

blockchain, smart contracts,
KYC protocols, SEC, yada, yada.

But we can be your guide to
a life you've only dreamed of.

Yeah, awesome.
Uh, we actually know some of the guys

you used to work with...
Jim Small, Eric White.

- You guys know Eric and Jimmy?
- Yeah.

Dudes are killing it right now.

They're opening
the Miami office as we speak.

Is that right?

[bell ringing]

Just closed 45K on Legitcoin.

- [all cheering]
- Cash money!

Do not go anywhere. I will be right back.

[cheering, chatter]

♪ ♪

These guys are all salesmen,
like Zack's dad.

Yeah, all kind of look the same.

Yeah, 'cause this isn't a company.

This is a victim farm.

Zack's using his millions
to turn these guys

into copies of his father.

He's gonna kill all of them.

You ever seen anything like this before?

Not even close.

All right, guys, toys down, eyes up.

We're with the FBI.
Stop what you're doing right now.

- Drop it.
- Oh, no. Nope.

Relax, bro.

We're saving your lives.

Look, you don't understand.

The King, he switches up
burners every day.

- The guy's hella paranoid.
- Okay.

So how do you guys get in touch with him?

We don't. He just shows up.

I know he has a sick beach house,

but I've never been.

Okay, Fast Eddie, we need to know

exactly where the King is right now.

Call Damon.

He's with the King today, isn't he?

I'm sorry, who is Damon?

He's, like, the best guy ever.
He just got married.

He's gonna open up the San Diego office.

Damon's cell number, now.

♪ ♪

You're in for a treat.

18-year sherry, cask finish.

To your new promotion.

Thank you, King.

When I told my wife you chose me

to open the new San Diego office,

she literally started crying.

That's beautiful.

You've changed my life.

You've changed all of our lives.

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[beeping]

Damon's cell phone is at
a beach house in Long Island.

I'm sending you the address now.

On our way.

[sirens wailing]

Can I ask,

why... why are you doing all this?

I mean, I just...

I've never had a boss
try to help like this.

I mean, all of us guys
were so down on our luck,

and you saw our potential.

Well, to be honest,

when I was young, I was...

..a mess

and just lost, kind of.

And my family, you know,
who you'd think would help me,

they just turned their backs on me.

Why?

I did something that embarrassed them.

I killed a cat.

[chuckles nervously]

And, well... so it wasn't...

..a cat. It was my cat.

And once I was done,
it seemed like such a waste

to just throw him out or to bury him,

so I dressed him up.

You know, I put some
of my mom's jewelry on him,

because I wanted him to be beautiful.

Sophisticated, you know, like my dad.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

You gonna say anything?

You gonna call me a freak?

No, I...

Over some stupid cat?

- Uh, I...
- Yeah, you are.

This is how everybody reacts.

♪ ♪

You were young, right?

I mean, we all do stuff

when we're kids.

Why are you putting that on?

Hey, I... I don't think you're a freak.

Yeah, you do, but that's all right.

You're not the first.

I've grown comfortable
with being misunderstood.

There is no San Diego office, is there?

♪ ♪

Maybe I should call the office.

Check in, okay?

- I'm just...
- Of course.

Damon, I'm not keeping you
here against your will.

Okay. Um...

..goodbye.

[choking]

[suspenseful music]

[choking]

[grunts]

Say it again.

- Say I'm no son of yours.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Please, please, please, please, please.

- Say it.
- No, no, no.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Say it, Dad!

Please, just stop.

You're supposed to love me.
I'm your son...

..and you hate me!

[clattering]

I don't hate you. I don't hate you.

- I don't...
- Huh?

And now you're gonna see how it feels

to be rejected by your own family.

I don't... wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

[door creaks]

♪ ♪

Guys, I found the rage room.

He's not here.

♪ ♪

Heads up... he's built
more than one room.

What the...

♪ ♪

Stay back, or I'll kill him!

Help me.

You don't need to do that.

I swear to God, I'll snap his neck.

No, you won't, Zachary,

because I'm not angry at you.

I'm not disappointed.

I'm not frustrated.

And you know what?
Your dad shouldn't have been, either.

- What are you talking about?
- You were just a kid.

- Yeah? You needed support.
- Stop.

Because you were trying
to work through your emotions.

- What?
- It wasn't your fault.

You just needed help.

You needed help,
and you need help right now.

You're not a bad guy, Zack.

- You don't know me!
- Yes, I do.

I know that you were trying to
do something nice for your dad.

- You wanted him to love you.
- No. No!

Your dad shouldn't have
made you feel like that, okay?

He doesn't love me anymore.

- Yes. Yes, he does.
- No.

Every father loves their son.

Even if he didn't show it, he always has.

He wanted to say it. He couldn't say it.

But you gotta let him go.

Trust me.

Let him go, Zack.

Hey, I'm proud of you.

I'm really, really proud of you.

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[both grunting]

♪ ♪

Bex! Bex!

[grunts] In here!

[glass shatters]

[banging on door]

Bex, you all right?

[panting] Easy-peasy.

Check on Damon.

Get on your face.

Turn around.

Other hand.

[groans]

[panting]

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Hey, what'd I tell you about
stealing from crime scenes?

At least it's not a bunny.

That was a rescue.

[Lane 8 & Art School
Girlfriend's "The Deep"]

Is Jacob Hassani too uptight?

All signs point to yes.

[chuckles]

When is the last time Shane ate a carb?

Oh.

- A mystery beyond question.
- Mm-hmm.

Dude, I had pizza for breakfast.

It's just called working out.
You should try it sometime.

My turn.

♪ Hot sun ♪

All right, who is Colonel Lazarus?

♪ On me ♪

♪ Never knew what I woke up for ♪

♪ Arms are holding out to see ♪

♪ I'm strung on you ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Leading towards an open door ♪

♪ Hearing you call to me ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Hearing you call to me ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Hearing you call to me ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

Oh, I got you, Caitlin Taylor.

♪ ♪

♪ Hot sun ♪

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