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(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(DOOR RATTLES, CREAKS OPEN)

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

- (GRUNTS) - ♪ (MUSIC STOPS) ♪

What the fuck?

It's time to get up, Junior.

JOHN STEWART JUNIOR: What did the Guardians say?

About what?

We got four dead aliens on a football field.

Another one just blew up half the sheriff's station.

Oh yeah, I'm not calling the Guardians.

JOHN: Then what the fuck are you doing here, Hal?

- I'm training you. - (BUCKET CLANGS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR RATTLES)

No, no, really. You just take your time.

What the fuck are we doing, Jordan?

What're you talking about? You've been busting my balls

for a month to learn how to fly.

- Today's the day you're gonna learn. - We got a case to work.

Jesus Christ Almighty.

Unclench.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You ready?

(DISTANT TRAIN HORN BLARING)

You fly.

Fly?

- Fly. - (CHUCKLES)

(SCOFFS) That's it? Just... just fly?

Oh, no, no, no, no. I... I... I'm sorry.

- Fly, please. - Ah.

HAL JORDAN: Look, it's supposed to be instinctual.

Just concentrate.

- Me, I'm a fighter pilot. - JOHN: So I've heard.

When I think "fly," it's automatic.

See... Just concentrate.

- Think flight. - JOHN: Mm-hmm.

Great. Thank you.

Back up a little bit.

♪ (LOW BROODING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(INHALES DEEPLY)

(GRUNTS)

(RING WARBLING SOFTLY)

(BIRD CHIRPING)

(WINGS FLAPPING)

What the fuck is that?

Uh, I think that's a bird, sir.

Uh...

Why don't you drop the "sir" bullshit.

- We both know you don't mean it. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Whatever you say.

(CHIRPING)

♪ (MUSIC FADING) ♪

- (RING PULSING) - AUTOMATED VOICE: Ring nearing depletion.

- All right, new lesson. Gratis. Gimme the ring. - (RING HUMS WEAKLY)

- Come on. - (CHIRPING)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

♪ (POIGNANT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Is there a problem?

- No. No. - ♪ (BROODING STRING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Ring gets low on charge, there's a...

(BIRD CHIRPING)

...one-time trick re-up.

You just gotta...

(CHIRPING)

Just gotta hit it flush.

- (RING HUMS SHARPLY) - AUTOMATED VOICE: Ring charge, five percent.

- All right. - ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

New flight plan.

- I booked you a window. - I don't understand.

HAL: On an airplane.

There's seats near the windows, there's seats near the aisles,

and there's seats in the middle too.

Nobody wants those, uh...

Look, the point is I need the lantern to charge the ring.

I need you to go back to Coast City to my place and get it.

The, uh, address is on the back and the...

the key is out front under the rock.

But, Hal, this is already booked.

- (BIRD CHIRPING) - (WINGS FLAPPING)

Wait, so what would you have done if I could fly?

Well, you didn't fly, did you? So, it doesn't really matter.

Now get yourself ready. I need that lantern.

Oh, uh...

One more thing. Uh, feed Earl for me, would you?

- His food's in the icebox. - And what's Earl?

- Is it a dog? Cat? - (CHIRPING)

HAL: You know what? And one more training exercise.

Take that... that bird with you and bring it back alive.

You lose concentration, it disappears.

It disappears, you fail.

Don't fail.

(CHIRPING)

And what are you gonna be doing?

HAL: Enjoying not answering your questions.

(DOOR CLOSES)

♪ (BROODING GUITAR RIFF PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (BROODING MUSIC OVERLAPPING) ♪

(SPRINKLERS HISSING)

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(CROWBAR THUDS)

(GRILLE CLATTERS)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

AUTOMATED VOICE: You've reached the Rushville Sheriff's Department.

If this is an emergency, please hang up and dial 911.

Otherwise, please leave a message

and someone from the department...

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(KEYS JINGLING)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(RING WARBLES)

♪ (LOW BROODING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

HAL: There you are.

(RING PULSING) AUTOMATED VOICE: This ring will soon run out of charge.

- Fuck. - AUTOMATED VOICE: Three,

two, one.

- (EXHALES SHARPLY) - (CAR DOOR CLOSES)

- (CAR ENGINE REVVING) - (TIRES SCREECHING)

♪ (BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(KERRY KANE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON MICROPHONE)

- (CITIZEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY) - (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

(CHATTER STOPS)

- (DOOR HINGES CREAKING) - ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

Were you talking about me?

- (CHAIRS CREAKING) - (FAINT MURMURS)

You were talking about me.

(SOFTLY) Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(FAINT MURMURS CONTINUE)

Carry on.

We were just talking about whether to go ahead

with this Friday's football game.

Would that be traumatizing,

or could it help pull the community together?

Coach, you were about to say something.

Right. Yeah. Um...

I've been talking to the boys,

and, uh, they're pretty shook up.

- This is also something they've been working for... - (QUIETLY) Hey.

- since two-a-days. - (WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)

COACH: Uh, I mean... (SIGHS)

- I guess I wonder what we're... - BILL MACON: (WHISPERS) Sorry. Sorry.

...what we're teaching 'em if we just pack it up and forfeit.

- KERRY: Yeah, I think that's what we're trying to figure out. - (QUIETLY) Good news.

- I got the judge to drop your assault charges. - (COACH RESUMES SPEAKING)

- Well, I appreciate that. - (CHUCKLES)

- How much is it gonna cost me? - Oh, no. It's on the house.

KERRY: And, obviously, we're worried...

Good news is you're free to go back to Coast City.

Or anywhere else you feel like going for that matter.

What was everyone talking about when I came in here?

KERRY: ...well-placed, to go ahead with the game and playing.

Five people just died here.

An alien blew himself up at the sheriff's station.

That's a lot to process.

Did your wife tell you

that alien was chirping about vengeance

before he blew himself up?

Here's what I'd really like to talk to you about.

I ended up on that football field

because of a hunch. Hmm.

Just a gut feeling

that it was gonna be extraterrestrial.

But your father's men, they shot four people.

And yet, those guys' friend ends up being an alien?

(COACH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Is that a... a question or...

Uh, it's just a roundabout way of saying

you don't shoot people because of a gut feeling.

- I... I wouldn't know... - HAL: No, I'm telling you.

- You don't. - Okay.

So, how is it that father's men knew who to target?

You'd have to ask him, I don't...

HAL: I'm asking you as my attorney,

someone who cares about my wellbeing,

and apparently, my travel schedule.

We are still talking

with attorney-client privilege, I presume.

KERRY: Excuse me, honey?

BOTH: Yes?

KERRY: I was talking to my husband.

Oh. Oh, yeah. Of course.

If you two are gonna keep talking,

I'm gonna need Mr. Jordan to leave.

- He started it. - Well...

I've got about 30 seconds of patience left.

I only need 40.

KERRY: And I'll be happy to give them to you

when we're done here.

Well, how long is that gonna take?

- (MICROPHONE SCREECHING) - It'll take as long as it takes.

Yeah, I don't think I can keep quiet that long.

- (CELL PHONE RINGING) - (FAINT CHATTER)

Oh, uh, sorry, I gotta... I gotta take this.

Yeah. As you were.

Talk to me, Junior.

- JOHN: This house is insane. - (BIRD CHIRPING)

HAL: That's what you called to tell me?

JOHN: No, no, I can't find the key.

HAL: Well, did you look under the rock?

Which rock, Hal?

HAL: To the left of the door under the bush.

(GRUNTS)

- It looks like a potato with a smile. - (CAR ENGINE STARTING)

HAL: Or a frown if I left it upside down.

Potato rock.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(KEY CLATTERS)

(CHIRPS)

So, how's it going over there?

I get the feeling everyone wants me gone.

Kinda makes me feel like I need to stick around.

It would make you think that.

HAL: The lantern's in my closet.

If you're at the front door, it's upstairs to the left.

So, how much do Lanterns get paid anyway?

Not enough.

I can tell you that.

- JOHN: Well, your house begs to differ. - (DOOR RATTLING)

(GLASS CLATTERING)

- JOHN: What the hell was that? - Don't worry about it.

I got the house from a rich guy. Saved his kid.

His dad felt like shit because he couldn't help.

I didn't want to emasculate him anymore, so I...

let him buy me a house.

So, when are you actually going to move into this place?

What are you talking about?

I've lived in that house for eight years.

- JOHN: You've got no furniture. - (GRUNTS) I have a bed.

I found your room.

HAL: The lantern's in a box in the back of the closet.

Go into the hallway and turn right.

(PANTING)

♪ (RIVETING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

JOHN: Hey, do you, um...

need me to bring a uniform back or something?

Not unless you're gonna teach me how someone takes a piss

in one of those goddamn things.

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

(GRUNTS)

- JOHN: I see the box. - (DOORS CLOSE)

HAL: (PANTING) Good.

It's voice-activated, so when you get it next to you,

put me on speaker.

(GRUNTS)

AUTOMATED VOICE: Greetings, Hal Jordan.

To access the vault, please confirm identity.

Ready.

Mogo doesn't socialize.

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

HAL: Open the box. The lantern's in there.

♪ (UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

It's pitch-black.

(STRAINING) It's a pocket dimension, Junior.

Just... just feel around in there and...

(GRUNTS) ...you'll find it.

(BIRD CHIRPS)

♪ (UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(DIMENSION BOX HUMMING)

(BIRD CHIRPING DISTANTLY)

(METALLIC CLANG)

I got it.

Don't forget to feed Earl.

Spoons are on the counter. (PANTS)

♪ (RIVETING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(PANTS)

(BIRD CHIRPS)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

JOHN: Earl?

Hey, Earl.

Dinner time.

(HAL GRUNTS)

JOHN: Earl?

Got your favorite. Uh, beef and bison.

Earl?

(CHIRPING)

Hey, Earl, listen, I, uh... I don't know where you are,

but, um, kinda ready to be done with this meat.

♪ (MUSIC RISES) ♪

- (EARL GROWLS) - (SOFTLY) Jeez!

- (BIRD SCREECHING) - ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(HISSES, GROWLS)

What the hell is wrong with you, Jordan?

(EARL GROWLING)

What's up, man? Hey, Earl. I'm, uh...

I'm John, and I'm... I'm here to feed you.

- Just don't eat my bird. - (EARL GROWLS)

All right.

- There you... - (CHOMPS)

JOHN: You know, uh, once upon a time,

hamburgers used to be my thing, too.

- (ROARS) - Whoa! Hey!

(BELLOWS, MUNCHES)

(CHUCKLES)

Fucking Jordan.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HAL GRUNTS)

(FEET THUDDING)

(GRUNTING)

(DETECTOR CHIRPS)

(DETECTOR CHIRPS)

- (PANTING) - (SCANNER CHIRPS)

♪ (LOW TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GROANS)

(BIRD CHIRPING)

(JOHN GASPS, GROANS)

♪ (INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(TASER CRACKLING)

- (RUMBLING) - ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(JOHN GRUNTS)

(PANTS)

Where are we going?

Where's my fucking bird?

Your bird's safe.

(CHIRPS)

- (ASSAILANT YELPS) - ♪ (INTENSE MUSIC RESUMES) ♪

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(ASSAILANT GROANS)

♪ (MUSIC RISES) ♪

- (GRUNTS) - (ASSAILANT GROANS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(JOHN GROANING)

(BIRD CHIRPING)

(BOTH YELL)

- (CAR HORNS HONKING) - (TIRES SCREECHING)

♪ (INTENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(CAR HORN BLARING)

(CAR HORNS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

(CHIRPING)

(DRIVER YELPS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

- (ECHOING THUD) - ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CAR ENGINE RUNNING)

Is this about me not being on the insurance?

(SNIFFS)

It is pretty much exactly what it looks like.

But in my defense,

I wanted to talk to you about this at the meeting,

and you shushed me.

You're killing me, Jordan. You know that?

Just a slow, painful death.

There's more going on here than you realize.

You mean like you going to the stadium

and dragging these corpses through the metal detector,

which you now realize is actually an alien detector?

Uh, let me rephrase.

You obviously realize exactly what's going on here.

Congratulations. You've caught up to me.

Now, would you just please let me do my job?

Is this a good time to talk about jurisdiction?

Because you seemed really hung up

on what was terrestrial and what wasn't.

- And as far as... - Where are you going with these guys?

To visit your father-in-law.

May I just say, that is a profoundly bad idea.

Did he put up those detectors?

- He did. - Do you know where he got them?

- I do not. - You're not even curious?

It's not against the law to be obsessed with aliens.

Trust me, I wish it was.

It'd make my marriage a hell of a lot smoother.

Your marriage is unsmooth?

The fact is, Macon hasn't done anything illegal.

Now, he was cordial when he needed you,

but if you show up today

with all your questions and all your attitude,

it is not gonna go well.

Whose side are you on?

- ♪ (BROODING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ - (SNIFFS, EXHALES SHARPLY)

I'll take you, but you let me do the talking.

Understood?

- Well, I don't know if I... - Just nod.

KERRY: Follow me.

♪ (BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

Hey, Ben.

I'd like to see your boss, please.

I'm afraid he's not accepting visitors.

Yeah, I get that. Absolutely.

You know, sometimes you just gotta accept things

that take you out of your comfort zone.

Is he speaking for you?

Right now, he's pretty much just speaking.

This is part of an official investigation, son.

- Is that true? - Evidently.

Well, in that case, can I see your warrant?

Well, look at that. The cavalry. Just in the nick of time.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

The calvary's a lot faster in the movies.

I told them you aren't seeing any visitors.

That's okay, Ben. Hey, Kerry.

You know I'm a fan of your work.

But I confess, I'm confused as to why you're still in town.

Four aliens are dead.

Their accomplice blew himself up.

And yet, you linger.

Well, that's what your son told me.

But, uh... Well, here's what I think.

I think you're hiding something on this property

you don't want me to see.

I had you as a guest here just the other day.

Because you wanted me to prove

that that fella in custody was an alien.

Which you did. Like I said, I'm a fan of your work,

- but your work here's done. - Oh, I just need a minute

- of your time. - I believe you've had it.

♪ (LOW TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Front gate, eleven o'clock.

(RADIO BEEPING)

Oh, boy. Am I about to be threatened?

I got four dead bodies in my car

that set off the hidden camera and alarm

when I drag 'em through those metal detectors

you got set up at the stadium there.

Now, I don't want to disparage your small, little town,

but I've been all over the galaxy,

and I don't think I've ever seen technology

quite that sophisticated.

I told you.

People who walked this land before me,

they got caught flat-footed when the settlers come in

and colonized 'em.

I'm not about to make that same mistake again.

And how about that technology?

Very generous gift from the man who funds this property.

- Oh, your benefactor? - WILL MACON: Correct.

Tell me the truth. Is he even real,

or is this some Keyser Söze situation?

Oh, I assure you, he's very real.

HAL: Then what's his name again?

I'm not at liberty to say.

- Because of the NDA. - WILL: That's right.

That's... You know,

- do all cowboys have NDAs... - That's it.

- We're leaving. - ...or are you just a special cowboy?

No, I'm serious.

You got this whole Marlboro Man thing happening here,

but yet you can't be straight with me because of an NDA?

Hell, even that other guy,

he was selling cigarettes to kids,

and he still didn't let those lawyers stop him

from saying whatever the hell he wanted.

I want to know what other technology you got

in this compound.

I think it's important for you to know

there's a man with a rifle in that guard tower

with instructions to shoot anybody

who trespasses on this property.

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

Well, you can't do that.

- Can he do that? - He can absolutely do that.

Well, that just seems unneighborly.

Sheriff.

HAL: I'm coming on.

You're gonna have to deal with me.

Oh, for Christ's sake, I got the ring.

You try to shoot me, and I'm just gonna put up...

♪ (MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY) ♪

- (CHAIR RATTLING) - (JOHN BREATHING HEAVILY)

I apologize for the violence.

- (BIRD CHIRPING) - Yeah.

May I ask you a question about the bird, John Stewart?

Sure.

It's a wildly impressive construct,

but how does Hal Jordan continue

to project it from such a great distance?

He's not projecting it. I am.

You're not wearing a ring.

Did you tie me up to ask me questions

about my fucking bird?

No, I tied you up to ask you about Manhunters.

I'm sorry. Was I supposed to react?

Yeah, you are.

Because you think I know what a Manhunter is?

ANTAAN: Given your proximity to Hal Jordan,

it'd be very hard to believe that you do not.

Proximity. You mean "closeness"?

That's a better word, yes. That's a much better word.

JOHN: I see human isn't your first language here.

I'm not even close to close with Hal Jordan.

In fact, he sent me here to get rid of me,

so I'm sorry, gentlemen.

♪ (FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

But you're about to torture a man

who doesn't know shit.

(LAUGHS)

Torture? No, John.

We don't want to torture you, John.

We want to recruit you.

You don't tell someone when you wanna recruit them.

You have to be more subtle.

ANTAAN: We don't have time for subtlety, John.

One of the most dangerous beings to ever exist

knows it has been found, which means right now

it is preparing its brutal response.

And that's a Manhunter?

You think the Green Lanterns came first?

- You really don't know? - I really don't know.

Well, that makes things much easier.

I don't have to change your mind.

I just need to stamp it.

What the fuck do you mean, stamp?

Imprint? Um...

- Enlighten. - I don't need enlightenment.

There was a time of chaos in the galaxy.

- Then the Manhunters came. - (MECHANISM CLICKING)

ANTAAN: We don't know where they came from,

just that they were synthetic.

And able to build new bodies,

which meant they could take the form of any species

and embed, undetected, within any society.

This ability to build allowed them

to invent technologies

far beyond the limits of the planets they inhabited.

They were brutal. They were deceptive.

They carried out what they called "justice."

Entire species were lost.

(DEVICE CLICKS, HUMS)

ANTAAN: And then, as mysteriously as they arrived,

they were gone.

At least we thought they were gone.

In reality, one of them remained on our planet,

passing as one of us

while he quietly engineered a holocaust.

Have you ever been deceived by someone you love?

Yeah.

Then you'll understand when you experience

what he did to us.

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

(CHIRPING)

Get off. (GRUNTS)

I'm sorry, but you need to see.

- (DEVICE BUZZING) - (GROANS)

- ♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ - (SCREAMS)

ANTAAN: This is what it looks like

when a Manhunter destroys your people.

John, do you see what it feels like?

(JOHN SOBS)

- ANTAAN: See it! - (GROANS)

ANTAAN: Do you see what it did to them, John?

- Do you see it? - (SCREAMS)

ANTAAN: See it!

♪ (MUSIC RISES) ♪

- (DEVICE TURNS OFF) - ♪ (MUSIC FALLS) ♪

(PANTS)

♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GRUNTS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

The effects of our collective loss

will remain with you for some time.

I'm sorry.

The scale of our tragedy drew the attention

of a Green Lantern sent by the Guardians.

The Lantern

took the monster into his custody

and guaranteed he'd be executed.

- Why? - ANTAAN: I do not know.

It does not matter,

but we believed, somewhere, the Manhunter was still alive.

So, we searched, John. We searched for years.

Until finally we discovered where he was hiding.

Rushville.

ANTAAN: Our detection is limited.

There's radiation unique to the Manhunter,

though he could be disguised as any human.

To find out which, we had to get close.

But our team was exposed and killed.

And who should arrive an hour later?

Jordan.

You think he was trying to protect the thing?

ANTAAN: Perhaps.

Our target knows we've located him.

And we cannot enter Rushville without being detected.

♪ (LOW TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

So, you...

you must identify the Manhunter.

How the fuck am I supposed to do that?

Your bird.

This bird is proof you can achieve the impossible.

Now, we could fulfill our mission

by walking into the town square and detonating ourselves,

but that would destroy Rushville.

No reason for innocent lives to be lost.

Because it took a human form, it could be killed as a human.

You have 48 hours, John.

Find the Manhunter.

Once you do...

contact us.

- If you fail to contact us... - Yeah, I got it.

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

- (INHALES SHARPLY) - (MONITOR BEEPING)

KERRY: Hey, there.

They shot me.

KERRY: You were trespassing.

Might as well have walked onto that ranch

with a sign that said, "Shoot me."

- How are you feeling? - Uh, all right.

A little sore. How long have I been out?

Not too long. They cleared you to go.

Just wanted you to sleep off the anesthesia.

(PANTS)

So...

what's with Sinestro?

Why are you asking me that?

KERRY: You kept saying his name in your sleep.

I'm not authorized to talk about that.

It's not exactly top secret.

It says here, "He was a Lantern, attempted a coup,

killed one of the bosses."

It also says you were the one who took him down.

I don't talk about that.

Except that you do, in your sleep.

- How... - (HANDCUFF RATTLES)

You gotta be kidding me.

Like I said, you were trespassing.

HAL: In the name of Tom Osborne,

or whoever it is that you worship,

please take these off.

Not until you listen to me. Can you manage that?

- Yes, ma'am. - Good.

Because every time you don't listen,

or you steal bodies,

or storm my father-in-law's compound

and don't let me do the talking, what you're really doing

is cutting my legs straight out from under me.

I'm the sheriff.

If you don't follow my lead, you're legitimizing this idea

that Macon is the seat of power. And trust me,

you do not want to help push that narrative.

This is my town.

I have worked my ass off to earn people's respect,

and I can't have you undermining that.

You're right.

I'm sorry. You're right.

So, you're gonna go back to your motel

and let me do my job?

No more storming the compound?

I swear on Tom Osborne's life.

(HANDCUFF UNLOCKS)

And for the record, I'm not on your side.

I'm not on Macon's side. I'm on my side,

trying to hold this town together.

(SIGHS)

Can I ask you a question?

If I knew about the alien detectors,

why did I fight you on jurisdiction?

Does make a guy wonder.

The others were dead.

I assumed if Waylon didn't set off the alarm,

he wasn't an alien.

I was wrong.

It happens.

KERRY: It shouldn't. Look.

I apologize for trying to obstruct you.

I just didn't want Billy's dad

insurrecting the shit out of everyone

and getting them all paranoid about invasion.

So much for that plan.

Thanks for being straight with me.

Thanks for not dying in my jurisdiction.

(CHUCKLES DRYLY)

KERRY: My turn for a question.

Why am I still in town if the threat's over?

It does make a girl wonder.

Something is off here. I can feel it.

Why do you want me gone?

Everything feels like it's about to explode

for no good reason.

This place is losing its mind.

You kicking up dust and getting shot isn't helping.

If I need you, I can call.

You were at my bedside.

It's a great book.

It's hard to find time to read with a kid at home.

- (TELEPHONE RINGING) - ♪ (BROODING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(SIGHS) So, where are you from, anyway?

You decide to actually make nice,

and that's the best you got? "Where you from?"

Well, you don't exactly scream Rushville.

- (SCOFFS) You're a snob. - Doesn't mean I'm wrong.

I'm from Gotham. Moved here on a whim.

- That sounds like a story. - Doesn't it?

- That's all I'm gonna get? - Pretty much.

Hmm. I'll take it for now.

KERRY: Because you're not leaving.

You didn't hear a word I said in there, did you?

Well, I heard a few of 'em. Where are all the patients?

It's a small town, not exactly a big patient pool.

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

(SIGHS)

Half the equipment looks

like it was just taken out of the crate.

Yeah, well, mostly everyone's smart enough

not to get themselves shot.

- (THUNDER RUMBLES) - ♪ (BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

JOHN: Thank you. Just over here is great.

There you go. Thank you.

- (BELL RINGING) - (BIRD CHIRPS)

♪ (SOFT COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS) ♪

(FAINT CHATTER)

(DOOR CLOSES)

- (DOOR OPENS) - (BELL RINGING)

(GROANS) Hey.

- Um, can I get a... - (DOOR CLOSES)

I... I'll get a decaf, please. Thank you.

- SERVER: Of course. - (BIRD TWEETS)

(COOKWARE CLANKING)

- (JOHN SIGHS) - (DOOR HINGES CREAKING)

It's a small town, bound to happen.

Yeah.

ZOE MACON: The booths are more comfortable.

Uh, it's been a long day.

I'm just trying to clear my head for a second.

Yeah, yeah. Fair enough.

- (COFFEE POURING) - (THUNDER RUMBLING)

Thank you very much.

- Here you go. - JOHN: Thanks.

(BIRD TWEETING)

(SIGHS)

Um, for the record,

I wouldn't have slept with you if I knew you were married.

Well, I'm glad you didn't know.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

You into that kind of thing?

ZOE: What kind of thing is that?

I mean, uh...

is your relationship unconventional?

You've met my husband, right?

- JOHN: Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

Yeah. What do you think?

Uh, respectfully? I think he's pretty fucking weird.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, that he is. Deeply so.

Yeah. I think he's pretty fucking weird,

but you're not.

(CUP CLINKS)

- How can you be so sure? - Uh, I see you. Um...

I don't think you would do anything

without thinking about it first. You know?

White men have the privilege of being eccentric.

White men with money?

They can do whatever the fuck they want.

Play cowboy, build castles.

- Do you like that? - ZOE: Yeah. I like the security.

I also like that he could've bought

some blonde bimbo from Texas to be his arm candy,

but he wanted me.

I'm sure a lot of people want you.

ZOE: None...

that could give me what he has.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

It's a lot to deal with, I know, but...

but it's worth it, I think.

And when I need a break, I just take one.

So, you'll put up with some deeply weird White man

with a savior complex just to live the life?

No, I'm with my husband because I love him.

And I know he loves me.

Hey, how's your White man?

(CHUCKLES)

Uh, how is he?

He wanted me out the way,

so he, uh... he sent me to fetch his things.

Is that why you were trying to clear your head over there?

Uh...

I'm just trying to figure out if I can trust him.

ZOE: If you have to ask the question,

then you already know the answer.

(CAR ENGINE RUMBLING)

(BIRD CHIRPING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

JOHN: Nope.

Don't.

What happened to you?

Your girlfriend's husband

sicced one of you sniper-types on me.

- Oh. Shoulder? - HAL: Mm-hmm.

Through and through?

Yeah, it's a nice warning shot.

Good to know you're a fan of his work.

- Yeah. - (HAL GRUNTS)

- (DISTANT TRAIN HORN BLARING) - (ZIPPER OPENS)

I told you not to bring the suit.

Yeah, well, maybe I couldn't bring myself

to just disrespect it.

What else were you doing while you were rummaging

through my stuff?

Dance around in my bathrobes? Sing into my hairbrush?

(LANTERN WHIRRING)

HAL: "In brightest day, in blackest night,

no evil shall escape my sight.

Let those who worship evil's might

beware my power, Green Lantern's light."

- (WHIRRING STOPS) - (SIGHS)

There's something on that compound.

Benefactor's the key.

We're not leaving here until we find out who he is

and what they're hiding.

Yeah.

- Whatever you say. - (BIRD CHIRPING)

HAL: Hey, you might want to, uh,

check the fine print on that insurance policy.

What the hell's all over the seats?

I believe, uh, technically they call that alien goo.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

(CHUCKLES)

♪ (LOW TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

What do you know about Manhunters?

Where'd you hear that word?

Our buddy Waylon had friends. They followed me onto the plane,

snatched me outside of your house.

They're convinced there's a Manhunter

here in Rushville.

(HAL GRUNTS)

So, what did they want with you?

They want me to ID him. And give him a call in 48 hours.

Otherwise, they'll blow up half of western Nebraska.

Why you?

Because they don't trust you. In fact, he made it explicit

that I shouldn't tell you any of this.

- What else? - JOHN: Just that he thinks

the Guardians may have hid the Manhunter here.

- They wouldn't do that. - Well, shit. That's what I said.

I knew there was something about this place.

And my gut is never wrong.

(BIRD CHIRPING)

Abin Sur must have brought him here

and the Manhunter killed him.

Yeah, and then you got your ring.

What else can you tell me about Manhunters?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

It's above your pay grade, Junior.

JOHN: No, it's not. I told you he was here.

Oh, so now Mr. Chain of Command wants me to break the rules?

Hal, they don't know what form he's taken.

He could be anyone in town.

♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

What else did they say to you?

You know, just that, um,

to create a living thing,

let alone keeping it alive while not wearing the ring,

is so advanced

that it's practically impossible.

But I figured that couldn't be true,

'cause if it was,

you would've at least given me a hoorah.

Hoorah.

Forty-eight hours, huh?

Yeah, 48.

You tell the Guardians any of this?

(BIRD CHIRPING)

JOHN: I report to you.

- Hey. - What?

HAL: What's with that bird, anyway?

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

- What are you talking about? - The bird.

I mean, you brought it to life with your subconscious.

It must mean something pretty deep.

It's just a bird.

(CHIRPS)

(CONSTRUCT WARBLES)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

♪ (FAST-TEMPO SYNTH MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(LANTERN CLANGS)

♪ (DRAMATIC SYNTH MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪

(CLANGING HUM)

(CLANGING HUM)

(DOOR HUMS)

- Authorize Hal Jordan. - ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

AUTOMATED VOICE: Access granted.

(CELL DOOR WHIRRING)

Sinestro.

Hal.

Tell me what you know about Manhunters.

♪ ("HUMAN CONDITION" BY PRETTY SICK PLAYING) ♪

No hello? No how have I been?

HAL: Hello, Sinestro, how have you been?

Now, what the fuck do you know about Manhunters?

If one still existed,

it'd be the second greatest threat

you're currently facing.

So why don't you tell me about John Stewart?

♪ ("HUMAN CONDITION" CONTINUES PLAYING) ♪

♪ She takes my hand And she pours me a glass ♪

♪ Addiction's a disease So, I get a pass ♪

♪ I wanna feel something again ♪

♪ She takes my hand And she asks me to dance ♪

♪ Nothing really matters If you don't have romance ♪

♪ I wanna feel something again ♪

♪ He takes me out and says "Let's do business" ♪

♪ He's a bad guy But I believe in forgiveness ♪

♪ I wanna do something That matters ♪

♪ Takes a meeting 'Cause he likes my vision ♪

♪ I'm not opportunistic No, I'm just ambitious ♪

♪ I wanna be someone That matters ♪

♪ The freedom you're being sold Is just submission ♪

♪ They wanna keep you content And under supervision ♪

♪ They got you convinced That ignorance is bliss in ♪

♪ Some ever changing mind Erasing human condition ♪

♪ I don't have time To worry about ♪

♪ If I am stuck And if there's any way out ♪

♪ I don't have time ♪

♪ I don't have time ♪

♪ (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪