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Previously on The Hunting Party. It's
called the pit. Home to the most

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? The exact
number is unclear.

But you're here, Agent Henderson, to
help us catch them. They did things to

inmates. What things?

Experiments. The blast that collapsed
the pit was no accident.

It was a jailbreak.

Something tells me there's a lot more
Odell is lying about.

They're asking questions.

Why don't you let me worry about that?

That's life.

That's life.

That's what all the people say.

You're riding high in April, shot down
in May.

But I know I'm gonna change that tune
when I'm back on

top, back on top in June.

I said that's life.

And as funny as it may seem, some people
get their kick

stomping on a dream.

But I don't let it, let it get me down.

Cause this fine old world, it keeps
spinning around.

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
a poet, a pawn and a king.

I've been up.

and down and over and out.

And I know one thing.

Each time I find myself flat on my feet,

I pick myself up.

Ezekiel Malick. Dr.

Ezekiel Malick.

Doctor. For the senseless murders of 24
innocent people, the great state of

Illinois has sentenced you to die by
lethal injection.

What are your final words?

I'll tell you what Oscar Wilde's final
words were. He was in his deathbed. He

looked at the wallpaper and said, Either
you go or I go.

Great men are always misunderstood.

Time of death, 0130.

May God have mercy on your soul.

Let's begin.

My name is Dr. Dulles. I have some
questions for you. What is this?

Where am I? If Susie's mother has no
children, who is Susie?

What the hell does that mean?

Why does frost form in the winter and
dew in the spring?

What are you talking about?

Where am I?

Answer me.

Where am I?

What the hell's going on?

Where am I?

Where am I?

He passed it around.

Yeah, the team and team and best used to
searching for a place where it made its

proof. They were looking, trying to book
him, but my papi kept on cooking.

Light and light.

Yeah, I just got it.

Okay.

Hey, listen, I'm going to have to call
you back.

A cupcake, really?

Well, it was either that or the lemon
meringue pie from the cafeteria, which I

know you hate.

Look, Oliver, I appreciate the gesture,
but I can't have you leaving cupcakes on

my desk.

Well, first of all, it's cupcake,
singular.

And it's not like I bought you flowers.

Thanks.

It's your birthday.

I thought some small acknowledgement
fell within the bounds of professional

courtesy.

Professional courtesy?

Yeah? Yeah.

Okay. Well, on that note then, how many
times have you left cupcakes on, um,

that guy's desk?

Oh, well, that guy's new, so... Really?

I hear you.

Strictly professional.

Thank you.

Hey, wait.

Fuck this whole thing, you and me.

I recognize the situation that put you
in here, and I didn't mean it.

What? Hey, guys, check this out. We got
a location on Dr. Malick.

Looks like Morales got a hit.

Morales, what do we have? An IC hit.

Someone searched the Chicago Tribune
website for articles on Malik's

He searched himself?

He searched himself ten times. The IP
address is a library in Chicago.

He went home. We're in the wrong state.

Let's move.

After that.

There you go.

How much do you guys know about Malik?

Uh, well, I know he likes to talk a lot.
Apparently he was some kind of doctor

before he was in the pit.

He was a hospital psychiatrist until it
was discovered that he was killing

patients in the ICU.

Dr. Darkness.

Malick would inject his victims with a
lethal dose of digoxin, a drug that

causes cardiac arrest. He officially has
24 Vicks to his name, but probably a

lot more. All of his victims were laid
up in a hospital, Ben. That guy's a

coward. Well, actually, he's a highly
intelligent, malignant narcissist with a

complicated God complex, but... Sure, if
you want to put a label on it.

Malick was motivated by power and
control, so in a very real sense, he

which patients lived and...

Which died.

On his one hell of an ego trip.

Now he's back in the city where he's
from, so... He knows the lay of the land

way better than we do. How long before
he kills again?

Best guess.

He's already hunting.

Doctor I didn't see you come in I'm
sorry father.

I need to check on our patient here

I love the book.

Unreadable.

Malick's sociopathy is all over every
page. It's hard to believe he was able

avoid suspicion as long as he did.

A person's true nature can be easy to
miss.

Hey, I saw you in Odell's office this
morning.

Happy birthday.

Don't remind me. You don't like your
birthday? Does anyone like their

I love it.

We went to Flood Ruckers this year.

It was great.

I didn't tell Adele what you shared with
me, if that's what you're wondering.

I wasn't.

Hey, anybody ask this time?

We're from Homeland Security.

Do you just carry these around in your
pocket wherever you go?

Yeah. I like to be prepared.

Oh, yes.

Hey, guys.

Morales said something.

All right.

Sending you the feed now.

When was this?

An hour ago, not in Memorial Hospital
downtown.

Do we have an idea on who he's with?
Father Rupert O 'Brien, the hospital

chaplain. He abducted a chaplain?

You're still 30 minutes out from O
'Hare. That's too much time. I mean,

like he kidnapped him so he can make a
confession.

There's an airstrip nearby.

The CIA uses.

I'll set it up. What do we know about O
'Brien? Did he ever cross with Malik?

Not that we know of, but we're sending
black and whites to the chaplain's house

just in case that's where they're
headed. Copy that.

All right. Thanks, Jim.

Do you intend to kill me?

I wonder, Father, how many people you've
watched die, how many times you've been

present for their last breath.

It must be in the thousands.

I have devoted my life to helping the
sick, to find salvation in this life and

the next.

You believe their deaths marked a
transition to a better place, a

reprieve from suffering.

Only by shedding their earthly vessels
can they enter the kingdom of God.

I used to believe much the same, but I
had such a narrow understanding of

life and death.

And one day,

my eyes were opened.

Excuse me, Homeland Security.

Who's the officer in charge?

Hey, talk to you for a sec.

Please go ahead.

I need a list of every person who's been
inside that apartment.

What kind of animal would do that?

This didn't look like what Malik did
before.

No, this is different.

When Malik worked at the hospital, he
had to hide his kills, watch from the

sidelines.

Here, he took his time.

He stabbered this.

So what exactly does that mean?

It means he's evolving.

Hey, Beck.

Hey, what's up?

Um, come here.

That's how you should know.

Odell got another call from that
mysterious burner last night.

The same person who told him about the
blast?

Well, the phone is still hot, which
means whoever made the call doesn't

that we know about it.

That's the good news.

The bad news?

came from somewhere inside the AG's
office.

You don't think Mallory?

I don't know. The call lasted 10
seconds, and Odell left the base in a

hurry. Okay, where'd he go?

That's the other bit of bad news.

His phone has military -grade
encryption, which means I can't hack it

or track it.

Why do I get the sense you're about to
ask me to do something sketchy?

Plug this into his phone for five
seconds.

It'll scrape all the GPS data and we'll
know exactly where he was last night.

How exactly do you expect me to do that?

You'll find a way.

You want me to honeypot my ex -partner?

Honeypot? What, are you a Russian spy in
a B -movie?

No, that's not what I'm saying at all.
What I'm saying is, if there's even a

slight chance that he had anything to do
with that blast, we've got to figure

out what it is he's hiding.

Hey, agents.

Y 'all are going to want to see this.

Lawrence.

Yep. All right.

Chaplain Rupert O 'Brien.

Male, 76 years of age.

Still awaiting full talk screen.

Preliminary cause of death is sudden
cardiac arrhythmia.

What about the burns on his chest? Any
idea what caused those? Not yet, but

whatever it was, it's not what killed
him.

You're saying he was tortured?

Correct. The burns are premortem.

Mr. O 'Brien here was killed by extreme
digoxin toxicity.

He had enough in his system to kill an
elephant.

Twice. Poor bastard had even more than
the last guy.

Wait, what?

Last guy?

That's why you're here, isn't it?

He's not the first.

Two victims in a week of freedom.

Both pumped full of digoxin. Now he's
torturing them.

Well, it's not uncommon for serials to
eventually begin craving more from the

experience.

Like you said, he's evolving.

Right.

Except... Except what?

Well, before, Malick killed people, but
they didn't suffer.

It wasn't about their experiences about
Malick being in control, but now it just

feels like he's after something
completely different. He's still killing

the same way, but he's making a bigger
production out of it. All right, but how

do we not know what this guy is? Welcome
to Chicago.

The team's monitoring everything
possible, but we can't work from

don't have because of backlogs.

Tell that to the chaplain.

Sorry, I, uh... Your apple was trying to
escape.

Might want to wash this.

Noted. Need a hand?

Yeah, stupid key never works. I notice
you're struggling here. Do you mind?

Yeah, thanks.

Voila.

Didn't even say thank you.

Only one of the victims was taken from a
hospital, but neither fit his previous

M .O.

Yeah, what's the pattern?

How are they connected, besides them
living alone in Chicago?

That's it.

Each of the victims lived alone. Malik
knew he would have time with them to

them the way he wanted.

Like you said, he wanted more from the
experience. Yeah, but he would have had

to cross paths with them at least once
to know that they lived alone.

What about at the library?

Where we first saw Malik?

Both victims lived less than ten blocks
away.

He could be trolling for Vicks there.

We never pulled CCTV from previous days,
did we? Because we just assumed that

was the first time Malik had been at
that library.

What if it wasn't?

Nice work, Shane.

Why don't you guys pull footage from the
library going back a couple days?

I have to take a call. I'll be right
back.

Hey. Oliver.

Just checking in. How's it going?

Um, we posted up at a hotel downtown.

Malik came home because he's comfortable
here.

He's not going to leave the city. We
just need some way to get ahead of him.

Yeah, no, I heard about the first
victim.

There's no way for us to know.

Chicago PD still hasn't filed an
official report.

Yeah, I get that we can't work with
information we don't have, but I can't

protect people from killers I don't know
about. Listen, the reality is, until we

have excavated this entire prison, we
won't know who's made it up and who's

still buried down there. But I promise
you, we are using every tool available

the NSA and CIA to search for every
inmate not yet accounted for.

Okay? And I know you.

You're already doing everything you can.

And hey, listen, I just want to say
again, I'm sorry, not before.

I mean, you made yourself pretty clear.

It's just, we used to mean a lot to each
other.

Oliver, look, it was years ago, okay?

We were partners.

Things happened.

We've moved on, though, so let's just
move on.

Understood. Well, keep us updated on
your progress. We're standing by.

We got him. Three days ago.

What's he doing?

There are plenty of open public
computers. Why use that one and risk

caught? Maybe he's looking for something
that can't be found on a public server.

Morales, does that library have his
book?

Checking.

One copy, yeah.

You think he's looking at people that
checked out his book?

Ugh. Let's do Thor's. I don't get it.
Why target them?

Because he thinks he's a savior.

Who needs a savior more than someone
checking out a book about grief?

Ugh. Yeah.

He's the worst.

Beck, you were right.

Both our victims checked out Malik's
book. Nice work.

Let's get a list of everyone who's
borrowed that book.

We'll take the south side addresses,
Morales.

Pencil black and white to do a wellness
check on the others. You got it. Sending

them now.

Mr. Fulmer? This is Chicago Police.

Mr. Fulmer?

Clear.

They're gone. Call an ambulance now!

We were able to counteract the digoxin
in her system and get her stabilized,

she's in an incredibly fragile state.

She's got anything?

Nothing that makes any sense, but to be
honest, it's a miracle she's even alive.

She looks like she's seen a ghost.

We're going to need to talk to her.

Look, I appreciate you all have a job to
do, but that woman has been through

hell, and right now she's my patient.

She's in no state to talk to anyone. I
don't mean to be insensitive, but the U

.S. government is going to insist that
we get in there.

Not us, just me.

Let me talk to her alone.

I'm Special Agent Rebecca Henderson.

And I am going to catch the man who hurt
you, okay?

But I'd like to ask you a couple
questions.

Is that alright?

Can you tell me what happened?

Again.

And again. He did it again and again.

What did he do, Miss Homer? What did he
do again?

He wanted to know what I thought.

Each time.

Each time what?

Each time he killed me.

Adelaide, we need space.

Adelaide,

Adelaide.

He's reviving them.

What? What are you talking about? The
burn marks on her chest and O 'Brien's.

They're from a different building. Alex
stops their heart with him to talk to

him just to give him the near -death
experience and revives him with the

just to do it over and over again. Why
the hell would he do that?

Because the pit did it to him.

I need to see Adelaide's apartment.

Okay, listen to this.

Once his initial confusion subsided,
prisoner D -37 displayed a calm, almost

euphoric quality to his state of mind.
He believed he had experienced a moment

of divine clarity when his heart
stopped, followed by a miracle of

Well, if he didn't have a God complex
before going to the pit, he sure as hell

has one now.

This is from his intake form from the
pit, written by a Dr.

Dulles. Does that name mean anything to
you?

Uh, not really.

I mean, yeah, I'm pretty sure he was
gone before my time. Like, retired or

deceased? Because if we can track down
Dulles... I'm pretty sure he's dead.

At least that's what I've heard.

Okay, well, Malik knows that we're on to
him and he's smart enough to break

pattern for his next kill, so we need a
new approach.

The locals are standing down at the
crime scene.

It's clear. We can go in and take a
look.

Well, they haven't finished processing
the apartment, but the first officers on

site said they saw her here, semi
-conscious, and the back door was open.

So, uh, Malik, here's the police as he's
trying to inject a lethal dose of the

Jackson. Makes a run for it. Escapes out
the back. Any, uh, surveillance?

No. No cameras at all in this area. No
luck with the witnesses.

Malik likes control.

He'll bring his victims back to their
homes so he can take his time. But this

one, it goes wrong. He gets interrupted.

He runs away.

What's he thinking now?

The hospital said Malik stole a box of
the Jackson, right?

So I know exactly what he's thinking. He
needs more.

If he's going to keep killing, he needs
to re -up. The only place to get to

Jackson is at a hospital.

Problem is, there's over 100 in Chicago,
so how do we narrow it down?

Well, he's desperate, so he's probably
going to go for the first one he sees.

Closest hospital is West General, about
five blocks away.

Let's go. Yeah.

CHS, where's your security office?
Upstairs.

Lead the way.

I got one. Stay on calm.

Copy.

I'm with security now. We're going to
start checking cameras.

I'll let you know once we get a hit.

JP, I see you.

I'm on security. What happened?

He was stabbed.

Someone attacked him in the medication
room.

He's here. He's cardiac. He's got that
at Jackson.

Copy. Shane, swing around and sweep the
second floor.

In pursuit.

Stop with Gerald.

Vex, wait for me.

Sending security to cover the ground
floor right now.

Beck, I'm coming down.

I think he went to the back.

Beck. Beck, where are you?

Beck, I need to locate you.

There you are.

As I'm almost certain you already know,
you're going to die tonight.

But what you don't yet understand is the
gift you're about to receive.

The one thing I ask of you is please do
be honest about what you see in the

light.

How did this happen? There's three of
you.

We split up to cover more ground at the
hospital. It never should have happened.

Damn right it shouldn't have happened.
Who do you think you're talking to?

You can blame me all you want, but all
that matters right now is finding Beck.

Okay, guys, guys, we all want the same
thing.

Yeah?

Now, Malik was smart enough to leave her
phone, and this is a very big city. So

even if we go to every single address
ever associated with him, we are just

people, and we're not going to be fast
enough. Send Beck's photo to the Chicago

PD. Call them in on this. Hold on.

I agree with you, but the AG is never
going to go for that. I can handle the

Mrs. Becks.

We're going to do whatever we have to.

Welcome back.

I'm a FBI agent.

There's a team of people out there
looking for me. I know who you are.

Quite frankly, this is all very
exciting.

But you're right.

We don't have much time.

Much time for what?

A breakthrough.

In the moments following medical death,
there's a burst of activity in the

memory recall center of our brains.

More acutely, in the emotional memory
recall, right here.

You want me to remember something?

Do I want you to remember something? No,
no, no, no. It's not about what I want.

It's about what you need.

You see, in life, We put up walls.

We bury truths, even from ourselves.

But in death, our minds can finally be
honest.

In those last moments, we're shown
something.

We're shown what's most important to us.

What we most need.

It's like a final gift from the
subconscious.

Your mind revealed something to you.

Didn't it?

Yes.

Yes, it did. There it is.

So... Special Agent Henderson.

What did you see when you died?

He knows this city way better than we
do. Now he knows we're coming.

There's no way he takes Bex back to any
place we can connect back to him.

I'm back safe.

He's a falsing, right? He wants to spend
time with her. So wherever he takes

her, it's got to be somewhere private,
somewhere he can control.

I mean, all his previous victims, since
escaping the pit, they've been taken

back to their home. All right, the
problem is, Bex doesn't have one.

No, but she has a hotel.

Hey, Shane.

Hi, Morales.

Yeah, we need you to pull up everything
that you can on our hotel. Yeah,

security footage, traffic cans, whatever
you got.

We think Malik is taking Bex back to her
room.

You were right.

Malik was smart enough to avoid CCTV,
but Bex's room key was swiped 15 minutes

ago. Step on it, guys.

Sending over police and EMTs to the
hotel room now.

Hopefully we won't need them.

It's ironic, isn't it? Dying on your
birthday.

There's something wonderfully
symmetrical about it.

And I wonder if this is who you saw.

Happy birthday.

I love you. I just wanted to send you a
little... Turn it off, please.

Turn it off.

She doesn't look like you.

Turn it off!

Maybe she's not who you saw.

How interesting.

There's as much truth in what we don't
see as in what we do.

You want the truth, Malik?

Near -death visualizations are nothing
more than normal brain functions gone

awry, so whatever gift you received in
the pit...

It was meaningless.

It was an empty hallucination where you
are... What

I'm doing here will go down as the most
groundbreaking understanding of human

psychology since Sigmund Freud.

This could be a very meaningful
experience if you allow yourself to be

Let's try this again.

What did you see?

What did you see?

I didn't see anything.

No, no, no, you're lying.

You're lying to me. I don't believe you.

I don't care.

Then it's time for round two.

Wait, wait, wait.

You got me, all right? You got me.

I'm not going anywhere.

What'd you see? What'd you see?

When they executed you, you got a gift.

Nobody asked you, right? Not even
Dulles. He didn't even ask you.

So you might as well tell me. Dulles was
a fool.

Blind to the miracle he helped create.

I saw my father.

Why do you think that was?

Look, you can be honest with me.

He was a doctor, right?

Yes, he was a giant.

Yeah, living in the shadow of parents is
hard. People forget that, especially

fathers.

In life, he never said a kind word to
me.

But in that heavenly moment, he told

me he was proud of me.

He believed that I could still achieve
the greatness that I was born to

manifest.

It was a moment of profound healing.

Malick, I read your file.

Your dad wasn't proud of you. No.

He called you a monster on TV in front
of millions of people because your

pathetic career had flamed out.

No one believed in you. In fact, I think
your dad, what did he say? He said,

you're not even a real doctor. Shut up!
I built this whole profile on someone I

thought was inspired by something, but
all this time it was daddy issues?

I said shut up!

It's over, Malik. You're not getting out
of this.

I was never planning to.

Malik, we're coming in!

He's in the bathroom!

He's down!

The hell he is.

Move, move, move.

Bex?

Bex, what are you doing?

He is not running away from them.

Wake up. What did daddy say this time?

You know,

I was shot once.

Well, technically it was twice.

Two bullets, one time.

Anyway, it just missed my kidney by like
a quarter inch.

The medic said after that he was pretty
sure I was, you know, goner.

I took a 39 in the shoulder.

No way. Yeah, in Belarus.

Damn, dude. Nice. I should see the exit.
I bet.

Check this out.

IED. No.

Me too.

Really? Yeah. Oh, here.

Damn. All right. Well, I mean, mine's
bigger, but, you know.

Yeah, this is my head.

Yeah. Explains a lot.

Hey, come on. Go home. Get some sleep.

I can sleep later.

I'm pretty sure I, uh... Yep. Missed my
spin class.

Thanks.

You know what?

If I rush, I can probably make that
glass.

Hey, Shane.

Thanks.

Yeah, of course.

Hey, how are you feeling?

Yeah, I've had better birthdays, for
sure.

You know, when they told me that Malik
took you, I thought I was gonna...

I thought we were going to lose you.

I'm glad you're okay.

Anyway, I'm sure you need some rest, so
I'll get out of your way.

Oliver, wait, wait.

When Malik had me tied up, he told me
that in my final moments, my mind would

reveal what was most important to me.
Well, he was insane.

Incredibly. But he wasn't wrong.

I died.

Oliver, my heart stopped.

And in that final moment, I saw Sam.

And I saw you.

I'm sorry for pretending that what we
had wasn't important.

It was.

I'm really happy you're here.

I could stay.

It's okay.

Honestly, I think I just need to sleep
for, like, a week.

Yeah.

Actually, could I use your phone? They
took mine, and I really need to call

Yeah, yeah.

Thanks. I'll be just outside if you need
anything.

Hey, Sam.

It's me. I'm just checking in.

Shane, good to see you. Hey. Follow me.

How's he doing?

Good days and bad.

The music helps.

Dr. Dulles?

Dr. Dulles, you have a visitor.

Thank you.

The GPS data from Odell's phone shows
that right after his mystery phone call,

he drove 15 miles to this storage
facility.

I checked and there's a unit rented in
his name.

When people run in circles, it's a very,
very mad

world.

Mad world.

Children waiting for the day they feel
good.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

Sex. What the hell are we looking at?

These are coordinates.

How do you know? Because the one in blue
are the satellite coordinates for the

pit.

And the other five?