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Previously 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.

This was never about me keeping secrets from you.

This was about me finding my mother.

Why did you take over inmate recovery?

Because I believe in some of the work the Pit was doing.

I was given a second chance.

I don't intend to waste it.

You're using too much blush, Colette.

Dad always said be generous with it, Liza.

You want them to look alive.

Yeah, he also said makeup is expensive.

I want him to look good.

- It's a closed casket. No one's gonna see him.

Yeah, but we'll know.

You look very handsome, Daddy.

I'm going out to meet some friends.

There's still so much more to do before the funeral.

Look, if there's one person who understood

needing a drink, it's Dad.

Don't talk about him like that!

Like I said, wasting money.

Are you really gonna open a fresh jar?

You think Dad cares what he looks like?

You are such a freak.

You gonna let your sister talk to you

like that, sweetie?

What is even wrong with you?

Tell her she can't talk to you that way.

You can't talk to me like that.

Excuse me?

What, are you gonna start crying?

Did I hurt your feelings?

Stand up for yourself.

- You're just as nuts as Dad. - Do it.

Good.

That's my girl.

Good job.

Thanks, Dad.

Thanks.

As surprising as it might sound,

dinner with Lazarus was actually nice.

Nice?

That's all you have to say about that?

What's nice is that you're still breathing.

- I'm serious. We... we just talked.

Honestly, I think she's as curious about me

as I am about her.

She didn't even know I was her son

until a couple of weeks ago.

How did she say that she found that out?

Well, she said part of her knew

the moment she saw me in the command center.

She pulled my records, confirmed it.

I mean, I don't know what I imagined

finding my mom would be like, but it wasn't this.

I mean, she cooked me lasagna.

Well, she tried to.

And for what it's worth, it actually

felt like she was being open, you know.

I asked her about the recovery operation,

straight up. - And?

She said she wanted to be part of it because

she believes in some of the work the Pit was doing.

- Yeah, of course she did. She ran it.

Well, so did Odell.

I know that that's completely different.

I'm just saying, she's not what I expected.

I'm sorry, I'm just tired.

We've had a long day.

- About to get longer. Got a hit.

What about the missing inmates?

Ever since Lazarus took over the transport,

three inmates were moved out,

and no one seems to know where they went.

Just because they've been moved

doesn't mean something messed up is happening.

I'm not saying we trust her completely, OK?

But what do we actually have on her, really?

Besides the fact that she made a horrible mistake

as a teenager and spent decades in prison.

A dead body was found in a mortuary

in Kansas City an hour ago.

- Just the one? - Mm-hmm.

Our victim, Henry Bradley,

was the owner and funeral director

of the Bradley Mortuary,

which used to be the Akins Mortuary.

Now, the hit was confirmed by a partial fingerprint

belonging to Inmate H64, Colette Akins.

You want to do the honors? - Sure.

Back in 2015, Colette chalked up

an impressive 11 murders to her name.

From a young age, she was raised in the family business.

When the time comes,

show your loved ones you care.

We're here for you.

Akins Family Mortuary.

Very Addams Family.

No Morticia.

Sadly, the mom died in childbirth.

That's Dad, Nathan Akins, with Colette.

And on the left, older sister Liza.

The two sisters had a lot of resentment

due to the mother's death...

so much so that Liza's favorite pastime

was locking Colette in coffins for hours on end.

Kids will be kids.

Her dad was the only one that Colette

actually felt protected her.

The day of her dad's funeral,

Colette decides to slit Liza's throat with an embalming knife.

And then when she's finally caught years later,

she tells police her dead dad told her to do it.

Like, she saw his ghost or something?

More like a disembodied voice.

Auditory psychosis can be the result

of a couple different things...

brain injury, sleep deprivation, trauma.

In Colette's case, they think that it was tied

to the embalming chemicals that she was working with.

- Formaldehyde. - Damn.

I knew some guys back home who used to smoke

weed soaked in formaldehyde.

They hear voices telling them to kill people too?

Colette's father's voice told her to do a lot more than that.

He instructed her to put Liza's corpse in his coffin,

bury them together, and then tell

friends and family that Liza had run off to California.

OK, so Liza was the first.

Who were the next ten?

Women all around Liza's age that Colette

saw as a replacement for her abusive older sister

and activated her trauma stimulus response.

She would stalk them, kill them, and then put them

in coffins with other cadavers that were being buried

by the family funeral home,

just like she did with her sister.

I mean, it is a pretty cool system for hiding bodies.

If... you know, if you're a depraved serial killer.

Plane's on the tarmac.

I can't sleep.

Can you sing to me?

Hello? Is anyone there?

Can you hear me?

I need help.

Help!

Can you sing me a lullaby?

What? No.

Please, you gotta get me out of here.

How about a story?

Lady, I don't know any stories.

Just, please, let me out of here!

Hello? Are you there?

Are you out there? Lady?

You want me to tell you a story?

How about that? - No.

No, I don't want a story.

Look, lady, it's hot in here.

I can barely breathe.

I really need some water.

Just let me out of here!

What the hell is wrong with you?

It was a bone-cold winter's night,

and inside a little house,

a little girl lay in her bed all alone.

Please.

And just as she was about to fall asleep,

she heard a noise.

Please, I need water!

Hey!

Shh!

I'm telling you a story.

OK. I'm listening.

So the little girl heard a sound,

but when she opened her eyes and looked around,

she couldn't see anything.

But then, through a crack in the wall,

she saw what was making the sound.

- Look, lady... - It was a mouse.

I don't know what you want, but I can get it for you.

And the little girl was like, hello, mouse,

would you like to be my friend? - Money?

You want money? Please, what do I have to do?

- But this wasn't a cute mouse. - Please, just let me out!

Stop, please!

What was the little girl to do?

What are you doing?

I said, what was the little girl to do?

It turns out the mouse wasn't a mouse at all.

- Please, just let me go. - It was a rat.

A big, fat, ugly rat!

And they just kept coming around

and squeaking and scratching,

and the little girl couldn't fall asleep.

Even though she said to the rat, be quiet,

the rat just kept saying, "Can I please have some water?

I'm thirsty. I want some water."

And because the girl was a nice little girl...

No, no, no, no!

She gave the rat exactly what it wanted.

And then everything was quiet again.

But the little girl still couldn't sleep.

I can help you, Colette, but you've got to talk to me.

Now, let's start with where the bodies are buried.

Who we are, the essence of our being,

is so much more than just cartilage.

Is that something your father would say?

Is he here now?

He loves me.

May I speak with your father?

No.

Why not?

'Cause he's mine.

Colette, help us reunite your victims

with their loved ones.

Dad says no.

Sorry.

Please, just... just tell us where the bodies are buried,

and we'll leave you and your father alone.

Dad says you're a liar

and not to trust a word out of your mouth.

Son of Sam said a voice told him to kill too, right?

No, that was a dog.

Since when does the Pit care

about things like retrieving the bodies

for grieving families?

They probably didn't,

but they couldn't resist the challenge.

I mean, think about it... this woman is

completely controlled by auditory psychosis.

They control the voices, they control her.

And to do that surgically, they sent her to...

Professor Fairfax.

The one and only.

Looks like the Pit allowed Fairfax

to perform experimental surgeries on Colette

called targeted neurocortical decoupling.

Which does what, exactly?

Essentially, they severed the neural pathways

that created the auditory hallucinations.

Took away Daddy's voice.

Of course they did.

Well, they might have taken Daddy's voice,

but Colette still didn't give up

the locations of the bodies.

Are we feeling any better today?

- Where is he? Why won't he talk to me?

If you're interested in talking,

I know your therapist is eager to resume your sessions.

Why can't I hear him?

What did you do?

Well, Colette, I like to think

we brought you some peace.

- No. I want you to bring him back.

Removing the voice they couldn't control

was just step one.

- Colette, it's OK. It's Dad.

They brought me back to you,

so we could be together.

That's not real.

Colette, the people here, they just want to help you.

Tell them what they want to know.

That is quite the parlor trick.

How'd they get the voice right?

Do you remember the commercial

for the family mortuary?

How could I forget?

They scraped the audio and then created

a program where they could say

whatever they wanted in his voice.

But you're doing great.

Sweetie, if you tell them what they want to know,

then we can get back to being...

Dad?

If you want to talk to your dad, Colette,

you need to talk to us first.

Some psychotic form of mind control.

The Holy Grail of psyops.

Honey, just tell them where you hid the bodies.

That way, we can be together forever.

Heather Wilson is buried with Howard Yates,

section five, lot 1443, Blessed Assurance Lawn.

It's a tranquil spot with a beautiful view

of the crypts on the southern slope

of the cemetery. - That's so twisted.

- It worked. They got their bodies.

Colette got her father's voice back.

Yeah, until the Pit blew up.

Now she's all alone again.

Oh, could have changed the slogan.

Hmm.

Police said Bradley was dead almost a week

before they found him downstairs.

Throat was slit with an embalming scalpel.

That fits.

They didn't find his body until yesterday?

The mortuary is by appointment only.

Janitor came in for his weekly service,

and he found the body in here last night.

Cops are bringing him down to talk to us right now.

Could this have been a territorial thing?

She comes home to find the family business

being run by somebody else, somebody who isn't Dad?

Or maybe Colette came back for her trophies.

Hey, guys, she'll be out in a second.

All right.

Thank you, officer.

Hi.

I understand you're the one that found the body.

Special Agent Rebecca Henderson.

Franco.

Do you mind if I ask a couple questions?

OK.

How long have you worked here?

Almost three years.

- Was that space always empty? - No, ma'am.

Usually there's a coffin on it. A fancy one too.

OK. When did it disappear?

It was here the last time I was here.

Is there any chance that Mr. Bradley

could have sold it before he passed?

It's a floor model.

Have you noticed anything else missing?

There's usually a work van out back.

Colette's childhood trauma, her MO,

it's all tied to coffins.

There's one missing, along with a van.

We'll put out a BOLO.

- She didn't come here to kill. She came here to steal.

We're thinking robbery gone wrong?

Well, if she stole a coffin,

she's planning to put someone in it.

Thanks, you can just leave it on the porch.

Actually, I need a signature.

Okie-dokes.

Good morning. - Here you go.

Thanks.

Wife came home to find a mess and her husband missing.

We got the 911 call.

Are we sure it's Colette?

Ring camera saw her dragging him out of the house.

I mean, I don't know, it's not like him.

I mean, I came home, and his phone was there.

And then the lamp was broken,

and nobody will tell me anything.

Where is he?

The police won't tell me anything.

Did somebody take him?

Why would anyone kidnap my husband?

We don't know.

But you'll find him, right?

Look, we are gonna do everything possible.

I promise.

Excuse me. Hi.

Sorry to interrupt.

Hey, Sue, did you go to Washington High School?

Uh, yes, we both did.

It's the biggest high school in the county,

so most of us went there.

Oh, this is Marty's mother. Excuse me.

Hi.

What's up?

So Marty went to Washington High School,

graduated in 2004.

Guess who else graduated from Washington High in '04.

Colette's sister.

And Colette graduated from here two years later.

Marty's mom is on her way over.

Uh, Sue, you and Marty went to the same high school

as Liza and Colette Akins?

That was our dubious claim to fame, or notoriety, I guess.

What were they like?

I never really got to know either of them.

It was such a shocker when we found out what happened,

Colette murdering Liza that way.

Colette was the quiet one too.

What about Marty and Liza?

Did they know each other at all?

Mm, why do you ask?

- Uh, no stone unturned. - Bex.

As far as I can remember, Marty never talked

to either one of them.

Uh, different circles.

Liza was one of the popular kids.

You know how high school is.

Marty spent most of his time in choir practice.

Marty is the kindest person I know.

Why would anyone want to hurt him?

Bex.

- Hey, Sue? Sue, listen to me.

We're gonna do whatever it takes to bring Marty home, OK?

Mm-hmm.

They found a body.

That's not Marty.

So she kills Henry Bradley, leaves him at the mortuary,

kills this guy, and hides him in a grave?

Bradley was a means to an end.

She got the coffin, the van.

You think this guy serves a different purpose?

Yeah.

His name's Nelson Stuart.

Worked at a nursery.

What, like with babies?

No, like plants.

- Ah. - Been missing a week.

Cemetery employees dug this grave this morning.

When they got back from lunch, half the soil

was tossed back in with this poor guy underneath it.

Yeah, well, Colette probably thought

they'd just put a coffin on top of it and not even notice.

The medical examiner will confirm,

but I'd be surprised if time of death was over 24 hours ago.

Means Colette must have kept him somewhere for a while.

Why go to the trouble of kidnapping someone

if you're just gonna kill him and leave him out here?

She needed the coffin for someone else.

For Marty.

Did Nelson go to school with Colette as well?

No, he's not even from around here.

There's got to be a connection.

Well, we better figure out what that is,

or that's exactly how we're gonna find Marty's body.

Hello?

What's going on?

Hello?

Somebody, please! Hello?

Oh, good. You're awake.

What... what's happening?

Where am I? Oh, no.

Oh, God! Let me out of here, please!

I can't do that.

But as long as you do as I say,

you don't have anything to worry about.

You like to sing, don't you?

You're gonna sing to me.

I can't believe it.

Of all the scenarios I imagined

why Nelson didn't show up this week,

murdered was not one of them.

Yeah, I can imagine it would be a shock.

What do you know about his background?

Friends, family, hobbies?

He was a hard worker.

He's great with the orchids.

He brightened up the place.

He talked about moving to Nashville.

He wanted to be a singer-songwriter.

He has this great...

uh, he had a...

a great voice.

Uh, the kind of voice you don't hear very often.

So what, she's going after singers?

What do you want to bet Colette's dad sang to her?

Morales, I need you to run a search.

I remember some entries in her Pit file

that mentioned singing.

Already on it.

Sending you something now.

I can't sleep.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

Dad, can you...

can you sing to me like you used to?

Of course, baby.

That's good news for Marty.

You think?

She wants Marty to sing for her.

Dead men don't sing. - That didn't help Nelson.

Well, maybe he refused, or he panicked.

But as long as he's singing, she's gonna keep him alive.

What I don't understand, though,

is how she's targeting them.

I mean, Marty was a schoolteacher.

Nelson worked at a garden center.

She must have heard him sing somewhere.

Morales, I need you to cross-reference their socials,

see if Marty and Nelson both went somewhere...

church choir, community theater,

voice lessons, anything.

On it.

Let's try it again.

You're doing it wrong.

Wait, wait, wait.

Look, this song,

it's obviously important to you.

Somebody must have sung it to you when you were little.

Am I right?

Was it your mother?

No.

She died the day I was born.

I... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

That must have been really hard.

What it is is none of your business!

OK.

Your father, then?

He loved me.

He believed in me when no one else did.

I understand.

My mom's like that too.

She's a very kind person,

just like your dad.

I'm sure he wouldn't want you to hurt me.

If you can't help me,

I'm gonna have to find someone who will.

No! No, don't go! Wait!

Hello? Hello?

Guys, I think I found something.

Marty doesn't have social media,

but I found a picture of him

on his friend Emily's SnapMax page.

Turns out he was at a karaoke bar

the night before he was abducted.

And get this...

Colette's other victim, Nelson,

and his friends were at the same karaoke bar.

- The same night? - No.

As far as I can tell, they've never met one another.

But they were both at the same karaoke bar

within weeks of getting kidnapped.

- Nice work, Morales. Send us the address.

Hey, dude, do you think it's possible

for you to not look like a cop?

I don't look like a cop.

You look like a cop.

I do not look like a cop.

Well, now you look even more like a cop.

Whatever, man.

You look like a cop.

Can I get you anything?

Um, actually, yeah.

I was in here a couple nights ago.

I met this woman.

Um, I was wondering if you might have seen her.

I'm just trying to... trying to hunt her down again.

Yeah, she comes in here a lot.

So bartender recognized Colette's photo,

says she's in here most nights.

Apparently she's AO.

- What's AO? - Audience only.

Means she doesn't sing, she just watches.

Ah. That makes sense.

She's in here trolling for her next victim,

not blowing off steam.

OK, supposing she does show up...

what's the plan?

We follow her.

I mean, if Marty's still alive,

we've gotta know where she's holding him.

What if doesn't show?

Do you have a better plan?

I'm gonna take a lap.

See what the song selection is.

I do a mean Cyndi Lauper.

- Mm. - I'm sure you do.

You OK?

Hmm?

Yeah.

Uh, my wife and I went to a karaoke joint like this

on our first date.

That's sweet.

Hey.

I've been thinking.

Colette is literally murdering folks,

seeking that connection with her father.

Yeah, and?

You think Shane's gonna do something he regrets

for Lazarus?

I'm just saying, push comes to shove,

who's he gonna choose?

I think we give Shane some space.

All right, one last time.

Let's give it up for Amy, everybody!

I just still don't love the fact

that he lied to us, especially about something personal.

Do you still trust him 100%?

I do, yeah.

I trust you too,

even if you left a few things out

of your story.

When did you find out?

When you were in the hospital.

I figured someone should let your wife know

that you got shot.

I don't like to talk about it.

You don't have to.

She died two years ago.

Were you with her?

Nope.

I was halfway around the world.

My parents were, and my kids.

Colette is here.

All right, next up, we've got Bobby.

Bobby, come on up here and show us what you got.

Hey.

Hey, uh, I just want to let you know

that there's some people here looking for you.

OK, yeah, we just got made.

Oh, wait, we gotta go.

Hey, Colette.

Colette, we just want to talk.

Colette.

Colette, stop. Colette!

Get out, get out.

Everybody get out! Stay calm!

Keep moving! Move behind me!

Go, get out! - Stay back.

- Drop it. - You first.

- Please don't! - Shut up!

You put the gun down right now, or I'll kill her.

I'll do it! - Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, it's just us, OK?

We just want to talk. - I don't want to talk!

I want you to let me out.

Now put the gun down. - I can't do that.

OK, OK, OK.

Guns down. Guns are going down.

You see?

His gun's down, my gun's down, all right?

Your turn. Put the knife down.

Look, I know that you're scared right now,

and I know that you don't want to hurt her,

but if your dad was here, what would he say?

- Don't talk about him. - OK, OK.

Why don't you talk about him? Tell us.

Tell us what he was like.

He loved you very much, right?

He kept you safe.

We are trying to keep you safe right now.

He protected you, when you were young, from Liza.

She's horrible.

She charms everybody,

and they don't know the real her.

She told me all the bodies downstairs woke up at night,

and if I didn't stay real still in my bed,

would come up and find me.

So I didn't even get up to go to the bathroom,

and everyone loved her and hated me, except my dad!

- Get back, get back. Go behind me.

Go, move. - Stop moving.

Got it.

Stop.

Calm down.

- Look at me. Where's Marty?

Where are you keeping Marty, Colette?

He was pretty dehydrated when I left.

I don't think he has much time.

Hey, my name is Special Agent Rebecca Henderson.

I am not here to intimidate you.

I'm not here to threaten you.

I'm here to talk to you, OK?

You're a liar.

Hey.

Clock's ticking.

Local PD is upstairs taking statements.

I told them we were serving an interstate warrant.

OK, if we have to turn her over to Lazarus,

Marty's as good as dead.

She says Marty's alive, but do we believe her?

I do.

Challenge is getting her to talk.

Give me a couple minutes.

I know it doesn't seem like it,

but I am actually here to help you.

No, you're not.

You don't care about me.

The only one who cared about me was my dad, and he's gone now.

What if he doesn't have to be?

I'm gonna lay out your two options, OK?

Option one, you go back to prison completely alone.

Option two, you can go back with your dad...

his voice, at least, just like in the Pit.

All you gotta do is tell me where Marty is.

Why would I believe anything you say?

You people told me that the last time,

and then you took him away.

No, Colette, we did not take him away.

There was an explosion.

Do you remember that?

Have you ever seen someone who's died of dehydration?

The skin on their face shrivels up

and contorts like a scream.

I can give you some suggestions

so he looks better for the funeral.

That's OK.

New plan, then. You'll like it.

Hey.

Hey!

Let me out!

Hey, little sis.

Stop it.

I hear you have been

very bad, haven't you?

I know you're dead.

Dead, alive, who we are...

the essence of our being,

it's so much more than just cartilage, no?

This isn't real.

Then I guess spending eternity together

wouldn't be a problem for you.

Look, all I want to know

is where you're keeping Marty.

Let me out of here.

Why should I?

You didn't let those men out.

So why should I let you out?

How about this?

You tell me where Marty is,

or I'll let you rot in there.

No!

Stop doing that.

Stop. Stop. Shut up. Shut up.

Abandoned farmhouse, Route 13, farm road 8.

I'm so sorry, I couldn't hear you through the coffin.

Abandoned farmhouse, Route 13, farm road 8.

[Cyndi Lauper's "Time After Time"

They just found Marty.

He's gonna be just fine.

Marty! Marty!

Oh, my God, Marty! - Oh, my God.

I don't think this is what the TV is meant for.

Thank you.

He's quite good.

I don't think you should tell him that.

He'll keep going.

How about you? Are you OK?

I don't know.

What we did to Colette, it's just...

Hey, hey, hey.

You did what you had to do.

That was the only way to save Marty's life.

I know that's supposed to make it easier,

but it just doesn't.

I know the lines can get blurred out here.

But trust me, you're on the right side of this thing.

Who's coming?

Who's gonna come up and sing with me?

You're gonna join me. Come on.

- Oh. - It's you.

- You're up. - No, I don't sing.

- Yes, you do. - No, I don't!

- Bex. - Oh, sorry.

I, uh...

Saved by the bell. - So convenient.

Don't leave me singing by myself.

- Get into it, Henderson. - All right, Shane.

Come on. Come on.

Here. Here you go.

Come on, come on. Come on.

Go.

I've been looking into Colonel Lazarus.

There's something you should know.

Hmm?

Seven years ago, a new-hire candidate

at the Pit was flagged on their security clearance.

Colonel Lazarus personally pushed it through anyway,

made sure he got the job.

Sure, the warden, Oliver Odell.

No, Shane Florence.

It seems like Colonel Lazarus has known

about Shane for a long time.

Got it.

- That's good. - Yeah, that was pretty good.

Really good singer.