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This is Brock.

There's an old hunting cabin up
here. I'm gonna go check it out.

WOMAN: Copy.

Do you want to wait for backup?

Negative. Looks abandoned.

Holy shit.

Hood.

(CLICKING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

How'd you find me?

I didn't.

I mean, I wasn't
looking for you.

I thought you were gone.

Hey, you want to do me a favor and
point that thing somewhere else, okay?

Holy hell.

Haven't seen you in two years.

And all that time you've been

living up in this cabin like some
kind of mountain man or something?

Is anybody here with you?

No.

Then I'm gonna need
you to come with me.

No.

I'm not asking.

Sheriff Lotus.

That's right.

How does that feel?

Like a hemorrhoid.

You want to tell me
what this is about?

I'll tell you down
at the station.

You mean the Cadi?

No.

No, I don't.

What do you think?

Bulletproof glass.

One-and-a-half-inch-thick
polycarb.

Thought you'd like that.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Scott, I need those fingerprint
results as soon as you get them.

Sure. Thanks.

I need to know about
the press conference.

Bunker, you remember Mr. Hood?

Deputy Nina Cruz.

Billy Raven moved on. He's
the new Chief of the Kinaho PD.

WOMAN: Sheriff.

BROCK: Helen, any messages?

WOMAN: On your desk.

Oh, the FBI?

WOMAN: Not yet.

Nice office.

Yes, it is. Can I get
you something to drink?

I got water, coffee.

I've got this espresso
machine here.

(LIQUID POURS)

Have a seat.

(EXHALES)

(CLEARS THROAT)

First of all, you should know,

when I went up there today,

you were the last
person I expected to find.

Were you in that
cabin two nights ago?

Yes.

Anybody with you? No.

Who's dead?

Who is that?

Rebecca.

BROCK: Her body was
found yesterday, near the river.

That's not where she was killed, but
that's where the body was dumped.

Jesus.

BROCK: This is the third murder
of its kind that we've had this year.

You call the FBI?

Yeah.

I called them after
the second one.

And they sent some
little shit up here,

and he looked through our
files and took some notes,

and then he ran back to Quantico as fast
as his little $60 loafers could take him.

Told me to call back if
a third body turned up.

So maybe now
they'll give a shit.

So, what does this
have to do with me?

When was the last
time you saw Rebecca?

I haven't seen anyone

for about 18 months.

You know, and yet,
it's the weird part,

the last coordinates
on her car's GPS

brought me up to
your cabin today.

You didn't see her?

Nope.

Any idea why she'd
come looking for you?

You know, how the
hell she even know

you were up there, Hood?

I'm just trying to
put this together.

It's her uncle's
land. It's what?

It's her uncle's land.

You're living on Proctor's land?

He doesn't know.

What happened to you, Hood?

I retired.

We found trace blood
that didn't match Rebecca's.

I'm gonna need you to, uh,

voluntarily submit a blood
sample so we can rule you out.

What, do you think I'm a
fucking serial killer, now?

Have you seen
yourself lately, Hood?

You're living up in the woods.
You look like the Unabomber.

Yes, you can have my blood.

Oh, and, Hood,

if there's anything else you
want to tell me, now's the time.

You should be
looking at Proctor.

BROCK: Yeah, well, these days
that's a little more complicated.

He's...

(KNOCKS) Yeah?

Press conference is about to
start. Oh, shit. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay. Sheriff Hood.

He's not the Sheriff.

Listen, I'll have Deputy Cruz
come up and take your blood,

and then she'll
give you a lift back.

Take care of yourself.

LUCAS: And you are?

Is there something wrong?

Sorry, you just, uh...

You reminded me of
someone for a moment.

Mmm.

Deputy who got killed. Indian
gangbanger broke her neck?

I think I like you better
when you don't talk.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Sir.

Sir.

It's time.

(CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING)

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

REPORTER 1: Mr. Mayor, this is the
third murder of a young woman this year.

Is this a serial killer and...

REPORTER 2: Is it true that
the latest victim was your niece?

REPORTER 3: Mr. Mayor, why
are the police reports being withheld?

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

KAI: Here's... Here's what
we know. Here's what we know.

Yesterday, the body
of Rebecca Bowman

was found near the mouth
of the Dellwood Basin.

She was murdered.

And while the police
can't say for certain,

there are definitely
similarities between this case

and the murders of two other young
women that occurred over the last year.

The Banshee Sheriff
Department has notified the FBI,

and agents are en route
to assist in the investigation.

And to answer your question,
yes, Rebecca was my niece.

And, yes, you can rest
assured that neither I

nor Sheriff Lotus and the
members of his department will rest

until we have found
this sick, twisted bastard.

REBECCA: So, this is it?

KAI: Yes, this is it.

REBECCA: It's beautiful.

KAI: I'm going to be Mayor,

and you're taking on more of a
leadership role in the business.

I just figured we'd need
something a bit more secure.

Do you like it?

I love it.

Get out.

What's going on?

DA dismissed the
charges. You're free to go.

You're fucking with us.

You got 10 seconds before
I close that door again.

I knew that arrest was bullshit.

(SIGHS)

What was it this time?

Physical evidence.

They practically
strangled that old man.

I know. DA's a
real piece of work.

He's a puppet.

Proctor's got his
hand up his ass.

But that's a talk
for another time.

The walls have ears.

Hey, thanks a lot, Officers.
Have a nice evening.

CARRIE: There's always some
part of me that's thinking about him.

(MAN LAUGHING)

How he looked when he died.

How he looked at me.

CARRIE: There are days when that look
haunts me so badly I can barely breathe.

MAN: Hey, hey,
hey, hey. Look at this.

CARRIE: And then there are
days when I can distract myself.

You lost, honey?

CARRIE: Where I can
shut off all the noise.

Maybe we can help you find
your way. (MAN CHUCKLES)

Oh, I hope so.

CARRIE: And just
do what I have to do.

Those are the good days.

(ALL GRUNTING)

(BONES CRACK) (SCREAMS)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

CARRIE: So, you tough guys
like beating up on people, huh?

It wasn't us. They let us go.

Well, they shouldn't
have. (SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING)

CARRIE: There's always that
moment when I just wake up

where I think I'm still there.

Still back there
in our old house.

And when I roll over, Gordon
will be there lying next to me.

And then I'll hear the
kids stirring in their rooms.

HUBBARD: So,
how do you handle it?

CARRIE: I exercise.

I eat something.

I start working on the
house. (WHIRRING)

HUBBARD: How's the
house coming along?

CARRIE: There's something about
working with my hands that gives me peace.

HUBBARD: What
else gives you peace?

CARRIE: Not much.

Do you find our
sessions helpful?

I'm here because
it's court-mandated.

No offense.

None taken.

If I vouch for your competency
to parent your children, today,

would you come back?

If I said yes,
would you do that?

That's not really how it works.

They had no right
to take my kids away.

You violated the terms of
your probation. I was abducted.

The military
investigation cleared us.

Any association with the criminal
element was enough for social services...

I know.

I know.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GUNSHOT)

(COUGHS)

How many times are
you gonna ruin our lives?

From now on, you're just the
asshole who knocked up my mom.

Please.

(BONES CRACK)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

What are you doing here?

The manager told me our
former sheriff was on a bender.

Trashing the room.

Playing with guns.

How is that your business?

It's my uncle's motel.

Just leave me alone, would you?

(COUGHING)

Get the fuck out of here! Go!

Please go.

REBECCA: You can't stay here.

Let me take you
back to your place.

No, I can't live there anymore.

(SOFT CHUCKLE)

There's ghosts. Hmm.

Even before you wrecked it,
this dump is nowhere to live.

Come on. Let's go for a ride.

REBECCA: It's an
old hunting cabin.

Hasn't been used in years,
but the water still runs.

LUCAS: Whose is it?

REBECCA: Who do you think?

LUCAS: You really think your
uncle's gonna let me stay here?

He won't know.

How do you like it?

Yeah.

REBECCA: I thought you would.

No ghosts.

(CRASHING)

(SCREAMS)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(BOTH PANTING)

Does this hurt? Not anymore.

I hate that they
did this to you.

I had been meaning to get
that tattoo removed anyway.

(CHUCKLES)

Just wish it could
always be like this.

Maybe one day.

You okay?

No.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hang on right there. He'll
be with you in a moment.

(GRUNTS)

You fuck.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

We have a strict agreement
with the Redbones.

You keep your business on the
reservation, and we keep ours off it.

You are in breach
of that agreement.

(PHONE BUZZING)

Yeah?

I just got to work,
for fuck's sake.

Who's there?

Shit.

No. Okay. Don't do a fucking
thing. I'm coming back to town.

MAN: Well, you
can ask him yourself.

Things are going
fantastic over here.

This time you're buying. Okay.

All right, all right,
all right. Great.

Say hi to Carol for me.

Hey there, Calvin.
What can I do you for?

I'm not feeling great. I'm
gonna need to go home.

You look fine. I've
got a stomach bug.

I thought I could make it
through the day, but I can't.

You're handling the
tri-quarterlies, aren't you?

Mmm-hmm.

They done?

Not yet, no.

Kind of need those done today.

Well, I can take
them home with me

and I'll have them done
for you first thing tomorrow.

We were late with them
last quarter, too, weren't we?

I don't think so, no.

(ECHOES) I think
we were, Calvin.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

Gook motherfucker!

(PANTING)

(SCREAMS)

I'll have those to you
first thing tomorrow.

(PHONES RINGING)

(MUFFLED GRUNT)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

What the fuck is he doing here?

We came in and found him here with
this motherfucker already in the vice.

He was dealing in our territory.

The territory you and your
men are charged with protecting.

I brought him here as

a courtesy.

Mmm-hmm.

So my tax dollars aren't enough
for you and your little tribe, huh?

Now you fuckers are going
to encroach on my business?

Fuck you.

I don't think so.

We pay for your
houses... (MAN GROANS)

For your damn reservations,

for your school and
your health care,

even when all of you were getting
rich off your fucking casinos, right?

This country has lost its spine.

The politicians are giving it away
to the mutts and the mongrels

while good, pure-blooded
Americans go hungry.

This isn't a nation anymore.
It's a fucking soup kitchen!

And you know what? (GROANS)

We're all out of fucking
soup! (CRACKS)

(GURGLES)

Thanks for the heads up.

You can tell Proctor that
we've got it under control.

Don't use his name
in front of outsiders.

Him?

Yeah, I don't think he's
paying too much attention.

(GURGLING CONTINUES)

You don't want me
to come back here.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

Hey, Sugar.

(SCOFFS)

You disappear for
a year and a half,

you show up here looking like

something out of the Bible,

and all you got to
say for yourself is

"Hey, Sugar"?

How you been?

Small talk?

Seriously?

Somebody killed Rebecca Bowman.

I know that.

Everybody around
here knows that.

Now why do you know that?

Well,

I guess I'm a suspect.

Did you do it?

No.

Look, it's a fair question.

I mean, look at yourself.

Where the hell have you been?

I had to disappear for a while.

Clear my head.

You clear your
head for a few days.

A week maybe.

For you, maybe even a month.

But you, you went AWOL.

And you forgot about your
friends and you forgot about...

I did not forget about Job.

How the fuck was hiding
away gonna help him?

You here for your money?

No.

But I do need a car.

SUGAR: Only thing I bought.

Figured it might come in handy
if I ever needed a quick exit.

So, what happens now?

I don't know.

But something, right?

Yeah. Something.

Remember, Hood, you're
not the sheriff anymore.

I never was.

(ENGINE STARTS)

SUGAR: You know what I mean!

(CHUCKLES) What'd
the other guy look like?

Ha-ha.

Very fucking funny.

Actually, I wasn't kidding.

(SCREAMING)

What did he look like?

He looked like a fucking asshole
smashing the shit out of my hands.

The guy stuck around long
enough to walk all over your face,

and you didn't even get a look?

It was dark.

NINA: Don't worry.

I got time.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

You're back.

Sorry about Rebecca.

What does this
have to do with you?

Nothing.

And yet here you are. Is
there anything I should know?

LUCAS: Your uncle,

he's not a good man.

Well, then, let
me live with you.

I'm not a good man either.

I was gonna ask
you the same thing.

You think I had anything
to do with my niece's death?

You may not have killed her,
but you sure as shit got her killed.

As soon as you took her in,
it was only a matter of time.

Yeah.

You may be right.

I'm gonna find
that son of a bitch.

But as a mayor,

I'm somewhat hampered in
my ability to clarify matters.

How'd you pull that off?

I ran unopposed.

Of course.

Where would you start?

With the foothills.
The Boedickers.

I heard they got burned down.

It's true.

But Aaron
Boedicker's still alive.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

You guys, you did see
the yellow tape here, right?

Sheriff.

It's fine.

Our work is done here.

Following me, Brock?

Me? No.

That's what deputies are for.

Is Hood a suspect?

Well, if he was, you'd be the
first to know it, wouldn't you?

No, Mr. Hood is a person
of interest in this case,

which is something
you two have in common.

Be careful, Sheriff.

I always am, Mr. Mayor.

Just like old times, huh?

Except no one's bleeding.

Yet.

Hey, Kurt.

Come on, bro. How long are
you gonna keep this up, man?

Huh?

I saved your fucking life, Kurt.

What do you think Watts would have
done? He would've had you executed.

I took action before he
could order it, that's it.

I was in the burn
unit for two months.

I know and I'm sorry,

but you put me in an
impossible situation

and I had to prove
my loyalty to the cause.

You know that.

Just come for dinner, man.

Maggie would
really love to see you.

And we can work this out.

Brothers before Brotherhood,
that's what you always said.

You're not my brother.

What? What the fuck
did you just say to me?

I'm the only thing standing
between them and you, asshole.

You better fucking
remember that!

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Hey, Carrie. Hey, Brock.

The place is really
starting to come together.

(LAUGHS)

Thanks. No.

Looks good.

How are the kids doing?

Oh, you know. Gordon's
parents are driving them crazy.

Something on your mind, Brock?

(SIGHS)

Listen, Carrie, I don't
know if you've heard,

but Hood is back.

Guess you haven't heard.

He's been living up in
the foothills in a cabin.

He, uh... He looks rough.

Just thought you'd want to know.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Yeah.

Call me if you need
anything, all right?

CARRIE: Okay.

Have a good day. Thanks.

(SILENCED GUNSHOT)

Lewis, is everything okay?

Lewis, come in.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(BONES CRACK)

MAN: Don't fucking move.

(PANTING)

(CHUCKLES)

Something funny?

Wait for it.

(SILENCED GUNSHOT)

LUCAS: Uh-uh.

Drop it!

You.

Me.

Long time, huh?

Why don't you take a seat?

You finally tracked me
down after all these years.

LUCAS: Who are you?

My name is Dalton.

Are you military?

I was.

But now I recruit men like you.
I develop them for an elite unit.

What unit?

What branch?

Exactly.

So,

this is revenge? Revenge?

Not really. (GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

Where's Job?

How the fuck would I know?

No, no, no, no. You know
how this works. You taught me.

Elbows, insteps, knees. I can
keep you alive for fucking days.

I know, which is why if I knew
something, I would tell you.

Bullshit.

I didn't take him.

But the man who did
knew I would want him.

I paid him his price
and he handed over Job.

Then what?

I turned him in.

I cleaned my slate
with the powers that be.

And who are they? Oh, come on.

Don't be a fucking idiot.
You know how this works.

Faces without names,
names without faces.

Yeah, go ahead. Go
ahead, shoot my other knee.

Go ahead. You know that it
won't change what I'm saying.

I have no idea
where they took him.

No, but you can find him.

Black sites, ghost detention centers.
You have access to those files.

Not anymore. After the
congressional hearings,

they closed the
loop and I'm not in it.

Bullshit. You are
the fucking loop.

I was. That was 20
years ago. Things change.

Why are we even
having this conversation?

You know that
Job is already dead.

No, he has intelligence.
He's a valuable asset.

His intelligence
was 20 years old.

He was a fucking trophy grab.

He was a head on
somebody's wall. Whose wall?

DALTON: Doesn't matter.

The man's dead.

You know it and I know it.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

We got to go. We got to go now!

I guess I'm still
in certain loops.

(GRUNTS)

LUCAS: Go, go, go!

Did he come to see
you? (LIQUID POURING)

Yes.

But he's not the man
that left that night.

Not anymore.

Well, did he say
where he's been? No.

Did he say anything?

You thought he might
have a lead on Job?

Look, the day he left,

that was the day you needed to
stop looking to him for any answers.

You think Job's still alive?

I don't know.

Sometimes I hope he isn't.

Why?

Because if he is, it makes
us even bigger assholes

than we already are.

So, you got nothing.

Nothing.

Either he didn't know
or he wouldn't say.

He didn't know.

I guess we'll never know now.

Did you really have to kill him?

He didn't know.

Okay.

What's our next play?

We don't have one.

It's over.

SUGAR: No.

We don't just give up.

We have no choice.

So, what?

You're done? We got nothing.

So we find something.
We've got nothing.

I can't just leave him for dead.

Do you think I want to?

(SOBBING)

Don't you think I'd do anything?

Dalton was right.

He was right.

Job was dead from the
moment he handed him over.

Where the hell are you going?

LUCAS: He's dead.

Anybody home?

Hello?

Daddy! (LAUGHS)

What's up, little man?

Where's your mommy? Upstairs.

Yeah?

Babe, I'm home!

MAGGIE: Coming.
(EXHALES SHARPLY)

God, you got bigger. What do
you weigh, like 1,000 pounds?

No. What, are you,
like, 10 feet tall?

No. Okay, maybe tomorrow.

Hi. Hi.

You're home early.

CALVIN: Yeah, we finished
the tri-quarterlies today.

The slope gave
everybody the day off.

Nice.

It smells really good in here.

It's just a pot roast
and some soup.

Hmm.

You want to go shoot
some hoops? Yeah?

Yeah.

Maybe we'll go play and Mommy
will let us know when dinner's ready?

Don't beat me like you
did last time, though, okay?

Will you take it easy on
your old man? HANK: I will.

CALVIN: I'm pretty sure
I'm going to beat you, though.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(WATER RUNNING)

LUCAS: Where would you start?

KAI: With the foothills.
The Boedickers.

LUCAS: I heard
they got burned down.

KAI: Aaron
Boedicker's still alive.

(DOOR CREAKS)

(SUPPRESSES COUGH)

(YELLS)

Hey, Boedicker.

Remember me?

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

(COUGHING, GROANING)

Where were you four nights ago?

Fuck you.

(SCREAMING)

I'm not gonna ask you again!

I don't know what
the fuck you want,

but I'm not telling you shit.

You took my fucking hand.

Rebecca Bowman
got killed four days ago.

Fucking bitch had it coming.

Yeah, see, when you
say things like that,

that makes me think you
had something to do with it.

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

Oh, you can torture me all
you want, you fucking sadist,

but I'm only gonna
tell you two things.

I didn't kill her,

and I don't give
a shit she's dead.

(LAUGHS)

You do know something. (LAUGHS)

Oh, I know a lot of things.

You know how a guy with
no hands wipes his ass?

I've... I've got a nephew.

Eljay.

Thinks he's some
kind of rock star.

He was fucking her for a while.

Where do I find him?

I don't know where he stays,

but he plays nights at this
shithole called Snake Eyes.

It's off the connector.

(COUGHING)

(GROANING)

I find out you're lying to me, I
come back for the other hand.

(GROANS, COUGHS)

You're not welcome around here.

I better get going, then.

(MAN CHUCKLES)

You're not going
anywhere. Want to bet?

(GUNS COCKING)

(CHUCKLES)

Looks like you're gonna
end up full of holes.

Not before I put one
big fucking hole in you.

(CAR APPROACHES)

Okay, let's break it up!

MAN: God damn it.

Now.

Most cops know better
than to come into the hills.

(GROANS, COUGHS)

Most assholes know better
than to talk back to me.

Something makes me
think if I start looking,

I'm gonna find a lot of
outstanding warrants standing here.

(MEN MUTTERING)

So, you are following me around.

Yeah, I thought that was
obvious by the way I pulled up

right at the nick of
time to save your ass.

What are you doing here, Hood?

Just visiting an old friend.

I'm guessing you're
working an angle.

That Rebecca was killed by
one of her uncle's enemies.

I'm not working any angles.

You're the sheriff now.
This is your fucking mess.

Yeah, and you're still a
person of interest in this mess.

Does that mean you're gonna
follow me all fucking day?

Yeah, well, believe
it or not, Hood,

I've got better things
to do with my time.

Good.

And you're welcome, by the way!

(WATER LAPPING)

(SCREAMS)

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