All language subtitles for Hunters - 1x07 - Kissing the Machine (HDTV-FLEET).eng

Previously on "Hunters"...

I want to show you the truth.

Daddy, no, stop, stop!

- This is what we are.
- And what are you?

I don't know.

Musa Wazari, possible pseudonym
for Brother Number Four.

That's their leader. He's like
the bin Laden of little green men.

- We found him.
- Brother Number Four?

- You killed my wife.
- No, I am your wife.

Shoot me, do it.

Do it!

Slavich's last words to me were
about Hunters being inside the ETU.

We're not calling the ETU. If
there is a mole and we call it in,

- they'll tip Musa off.
- She's one of them.

If they sent me home to fight
my people, I wouldn't do it.

Don't be afraid, you're one of us.

I am your brother. You belong to me.

It's been 48 hours since we
lost contact with Agent Regan.

She was last seen with the
Hunters' leader Musa Wazari.

AKA Brother Number Four.

We'll do everything we
can to bring her home.

But as of now, we have no
line on her whereabouts.

You bastards!

Let me out!

Agent Briggs, in your report
you wrote that Agent Regan

appeared to be a willing
passenger in Musa's helicopter.

Yes, ma'am. From my vantage
point, it looked like that.

They were talking to each other.

Musa didn't have a weapon on her.

I won't do it.

I'm not like you. I'm
not like you, you hear me?

I'm not like you!

We can't assume that she won't talk.

You put anyone under enough duress,
and they'll eventually break.

All the more reason we need to find her.

We have a mole compromising our every move.

And our imperative is to
minimize damage to the ETU.

No, our imperative is to find Agent Regan.

One of ours is in enemy hands.

I'm assuming control.

- You what?
- You heard me.

I'm taking the running of this operation.

Stand down.

We need to determine
what sensitive information

Regan had clearance to,
what she may have accessed

without authorization,

and whether or not any of those
systems have been breached.

And until those tasks are completed,

Agent Regan is on her own.

A parasite controlling her actions,

which made her ill-tempered and confused.

She hid under the deck her
father never finished building.

Thrill of the hunt.

They'd let her off her leash
and she'd bolt into the fields.

Sniffing, whimpering for one of
you little critters to come out.

Thrill of the hunt.

It made him happy.

So happy.

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* I am calling for you *

* You are why *

* I'm still breathing here *

* For you **

Briggs.

Why'd you say that shit about Regan?

Because it's true.

You couldn't have seen
Regan and Musa talking.

Well, you saw what you
saw, and I saw what I saw.

You were too far away to see any detail.

You know that.

How's the hand?

What?

The hand tremors?

No idea what you're talking about.

And the panic attack at the prison?

Huh?

And is that booze? And
it's, what, 10:00 a.m.

This isn't about me.

Really? You sure, man?

Because I know PTSD can
mess with a soldier's memory.

So you're a shrink now, too?

I'd trust my word over yours any day.

- We'll see.
- Yes, sir, I'm very well aware

of the time imperative.

I have now assumed command,
and it will be taken care of.

We are in a crisis.

I respect your decision to
assume command, but Ruth...

the implication that my
actions have been anything

less than professional
is personally offensive.

You could have bombed the
prison and killed Musa.

You should have... but you hesitated.

Because Musa is more
valuable alive than dead.

Your decision wasn't strategic,
Truss, it was emotional.

I'd do the same for any member
of this unit including you.

But I'm not the mole, Regan is.

Since the leak in Colombia,

I have done my due diligence
on every agent in this team.

I have had all of them
under constant surveillance.

And I've had you under the same.

Of course. I have nothing to
hide, and I would expect no less.

And yet we've turned up nothing.

Perhaps we haven't gone far enough.

What is she to you, exactly?

You've already got six
children of your own,

and I sense no prurient interest.

Is Agent Regan some sort of
interplanetary missionary project?

"All creatures great and
small? God made them all."

She is not a creature.

She's a soldier, our soldier.

And we must do whatever
it takes to bring her back.

Very well then.

I want a full review
of Agent Regan's files,

and a debriefing on our
paper trail with her by 04:00.

And Truss?

Shut the door on your way out.

It's okay, we're not going to hurt you.

I know you.

You're Abby Carroll.

Allison.

You have been with us for four days now.

Tell me, what have you learned?

I know you killed my parents.

Is that what the humans told you?

It's what I saw.

I had your parents brought in
because your father went native.

I haven't seen him in years.

He ran away in the night
like an unruly child.

I know you're hungry.

Here, let me feed you.

That's right.

- I am your Brother.
- I don't know what that means.

It means you respect me.

Regan's not the mole.

Well, I agree,

but I'm not calling the shots right now.

Finnerman banished me to archives

to keep me out of the loop.

In Turkey, Briggs told me
Jules accused Regan of knowing

more about the Hunter language
than she was letting on.

I never said that.

And I could barely see
Regan in that chopper.

There's no way Briggs
saw what he said he did.

It's a blatant lie.

You think Briggs is the mole?

Exhibiting a passionate
hatred of them is good cover.

Like he's just Hunterphobic
to prove a point.

But I'm not accusing
anyone without evidence.

We could sweep his stuff, just to be safe.

Sir, if we find the mole,
it could lead us to Regan.

Search his belongings.

Jules, keep an eye on Briggs.

Don't tell Finnerman.

Copy that.

Just get it over with.

And what would that be?

Whatever it is you Hunter freaks do.

But I don't want to punish you, Allison.

I want to save you.

From myself, right?

In a way, yes.

I'm going to save you from your humanity.

That is why you came to me.

To be reunited with your own kind.

Terrorists who kill innocent people?

No thanks.

Barbaric, I agree, but also necessary.

What we've done was for our survival.

Not unlike the cruelties
humans commit on each other,

including your beloved Truss Jackson.

You don't know anything about him.

Or humans.

I've lived as a human longer
than you've been alive.

I can tell you with absolute certainty

that no matter how much
you want to believe it,

you're not one of them.

I'm not one of you, either.

Oh, but you are. You are.

This...

This human skin we wear,

it cannot suppress our Hunter urges.

You need to learn

to embrace your hunger, your desire.

The Hunter in you.

I'm going to heal you...

of your human wound.

Psst.

Hey, I found something.

Doesn't look at all suspicious.

Hello.

I ran diagnostics. Briggs used the card

to call only one number 14 times,

with the first just under a year ago.

- Who was he calling?
- McCarthy.

The calls stopped when we arrested him.

Briggs was one of Finnerman's hires.

He went Aldrich Ames on our asses.

What he's done is treason.

And he might know where Regan is.

The longer she's out there,
the more she's in danger.

Take this to Finnerman. If she
thinks it comes from me, well,

she'll only have another reason to
think I'm trying to protect Regan.

We never had this conversation.

I got a lead on Regan's whereabouts.

We're running out of time to find her.

You're Flynn's wife.

I never was.

Are you ready?

For what?

The body you inhabit,
think of it as clothing.

Cheap rags that cover the real you.

No thanks.

I've seen what you things really look like.

You have no idea how
beautiful you really are.

Your human form is just an ugly lie.

Like you pretending to be
Flynn's wife and Emme's mom?

What you're about to experience,

I've also experienced. It's not easy.

Just remember that I'm here to help you.

Hey... did you know Regan
has a criminal record?

- When she was a teenager...
- Briggs!

This is bullshit, Carroll.
Did Jackson put you up to this?

Agent Briggs.

Your wacko cult brainwashing
shit isn't going to work on me.

The humans brainwashed you.

We'll purify you.

Blood just like this pumps from your heart,

flows through your veins and arteries,

feeds your organs.

You really have drunk the gray Kool-Aid.

I know you don't want to be here.

You love Flynn.

He loves you.

You have a daughter.

You're a family.

We can get out of here together.

They trust you.

They left you alone with me, please.

I am your prisoner.

You can do whatever you want with me.

No, but this is your chance.

Your chance at getting your life back.

This is my life.

Hunters are my family.

And they're yours, too.

It's okay.

I'm here. It's all going to be okay.

- Do you want to hold my hand?
- Hell no.

Just relax.

I hear them.

Morning, kitty.

Hey, Emme, what do you say we hit Wawa?

Grab some doughnuts on the way to school?

Come on, jelly-filled,
hot chocolate. Let's go.

I'll go by myself.

- It's what us strays do.
- Emme...

You see that, yeah? I'm trying here.

She's a teenager. That's how they roll.

And you are the grown-up...
technically speaking.

Yeah.

I love you.

Who's there?

She's fighting hard against us.

- How is she holding up?
- She's asleep, finally.

She's stronger than I expected.

And just as stubborn.

She believes she can stay human.

McCarthy said the same about you.

But you returned to us, and so will she.

But being human is all she knows.

You have a unique
perspective on her condition.

Flynn and the girl.

You loved them.

I thought I did, but I was confused.

Which is exactly what
you need to teach her.

That what she believes
herself to be is not real.

She'll be ready for the Purge.

If the latest experiment fails,

we'll need the human.

Sterling Martinez.

Such strange appellations.

She doesn't even know her real name.

Regan wasn't the mole.

She was your scapegoat.

We found this in your locker.

Why sell us out?

Money? Threats?

Ego?

That whole sob story about

your lover getting
ripped apart by Hunters.

Did you ever serve?

Or was that bullshit, too?

You're like a scared little boy,

trying so hard to do
someone else's dirty work.

Too messed up to see you're being used.

Get out of my face.

This is stupid.

Answer the question.

- Do you know any other Hunters?
- I already answered that.

Do you want to live a normal life?

Then you have to come work for us.

That's the deal we both agreed to.

And who is "us"?

FBI, CIA? The Postal Service?

Take this seriously.

One wrong answer...

Finnerman will send you straight back
to your cell. You may never get out.

Do you know any other Hunters?

Only my parents.

But the Hunters killed them.

Are you loyal to the
United States of America?

I'm loyal to you.

Hagi.

_

_

What can I help you with my friend?

Do you recall this man?

He fought for the Romanian
anti-communists the same time we did.

I've met him two, maybe three times.

What is he to you?

I just want to reconnect.

I sold him AKs, RPGs, plastic explosives.

You know, the usual stuff.

Nothing else?

This one time, he came to me and he said

that he wanted to buy a mine. Crazy.

A mine?

A mine, a big hole in the ground.

He wanted my help in
bribing local officials.

But the Communists...

What kind of mine?

My name is Allison Regan. I'm 26 years old.

I know, Allison.

I know what you've gone through.

Hiding your molting,
denying your Hunter urges.

Knowing that you don't belong.

I know your confusion,
your fear, your loneliness.

Please don't.

Please don't.

I want to give you a gift,
Allison. The most perfect,

truthful gift you will ever receive.

Shh...

Get it off! Get this skin off me!

We've been at this for hours.

- Mm-hmm.
- How much longer is this gonna take?

Give us a minute.

No back up.

Well, come on then, do your worst.

I don't give a shit why you did it.

All we care about is
getting Regan back safe.

Briggs, come on, man.

Tell us where she is.

You set me up.

You couldn't prove I was the mole, so...

you planted evidence.

That's crazy.

I wouldn't do that.

I would.

And I did. That shit
about Regan in the chopper.

Regan and the clickety clack...

But the story I told
you about Afghanistan...

that wasn't a lie.

Hunters ripped my heart out.

Brendan was the love of my life.

I served.

We served together.

Until the day we didn't.

And I am the last person

who would cut a deal
with those Guano fuckers.

Whatever the price.

I didn't plant that SIM card in the locker.

And Regan's not here.

Then it's someone who didn't think
through the fact that I'm a cleaner.

That's my
stock-in-trade.

Leave no trace.

Jules ran the diagnostic. Told
us you made the calls to McCarthy.

And he knew about Turkey and Colombia.

And he has access to all our
files, passwords, briefings...

- That son of a bitch.
- We'll need proof.

I'll notify Finnerman.

Shit.

Tech with an unlocked computer?

He wanted us to find this.

He's been watching us the whole time.

Is the steak too well-done for you?

I haven't eaten meat in ten years.

I gave it up after you took my parents.

I was on my own.

- I had to fend for myself.
- By hunting.

Killing felt...

natural.

I hated myself for it.

You've killed for the ETU.

Jackson told me we had to, to save people.

- That we needed to stop you.
- What did your parents tell you?

Not much.

Are they still alive?

The humans know more than I do.

The ETU has more intel on us
than they've shared with you.

They know exactly where
your parents are, I don't.

Well, who does, Jackson?

You've only glimpsed who you truly are.

You must also learn where you come from.

Where we come from. But I'm not
sure you're ready to hear it.

I want to know.

Tell me.

Please, Brother.

We come from a war-torn world.

Not unlike this earth.

The battles between the enslaved
and the rulers took many lives.

But I survived as did your parents.

The victors boarded a ship

to take us to a distant planet to colonize.

A world to call our own.

But there was a revolt.

They call themselves the Exalted.

We all fled the ship and fell to earth.

Apart,

desperate,

alone.

Until I found others.

This is why we are here.

Are you the Exalted?

- Did you cause the revolt?
- No.

The Exalted are all gone now.

Like I said, there was always a war.

Abby mentioned a breeding camp.

You want to know how you were born.

In the tub, I saw part of it.

Until we become human, we have no gender.

No race either. Our status amongst our kind

is not always reflected in this flesh.

Your parents chose well. You were lucky.

I had to take the first body I found.

I would have preferred
something a little...

taller.

We have no genders.

- That's intense. So how do we...?
- The stirrings that you feel...

You don't understand
what you truly long for.

What you need.

Show me.

I have the perfect guide.

Don't be afraid.

Abby will not leave you.

We are all part of one another.

It's Jules, Callaway.

The ETU is on to me,
I'm at our meeting point.

I need help now.

Fuck.

Jules is in the wind.

- Apparently he left us a message.
- You didn't say the magic word.

I bet we paid him overtime to code this.

Jules was my hire.

He had a congressman as a
reference, for God's sakes.

I mean, that alone
should've raised my hackles.

You couldn't have known.

Jules passed all security
clearances, and...

We went to him, he didn't come to us.

It's not unlike the way we
met up with Musa in Romania.

It hardly compares.

I went to see Hagi.

Despite the fact I
ordered you to stand down.

You'll forgive my recalcitrance
when you see the intel he gave me.

Lithium.

We know about this for sure?

Hunters have been seeking
access to lithium mines

in Romania as far back as 1989.

The raw material for thermonuclear weapons.

My guess, they never stopped.

I ran all the lithium mines in the U.S.

There are a dozen in Wyoming,

five in North Carolina,

and one in West Virginia.

West Virginia, near Circleton?

Only eight miles from
Regan's childhood home.

Owned by a Devil's
Tower Mining Corporation.

Regan's parents could have
been running that mine covertly.

And we need to find
out as soon as possible.

Your unit, your call.

All right, agents, listen up.

We have a possible lead
on a Hunters' hideout.

Devil's Tower Mining
Corporation in West Virginia.

A mine? As in minerals?

As in lithium.

Only the business address we
have for Devil's Tower Mining

is actually an abandoned hospital.

Like some kind of front?

Well, it's a cover for
the Hunters' operation.

Conveniently close to Agent
Regan's childhood home.

- Oh, predictable.
- She's not the mole, Jules is.

Just because he was guilty,
doesn't mean she's innocent.

What we do know is that both Jules

and Agent Regan are missing,

and our best and only lead
to their whereabouts is here.

The abandoned hospital abuts a forest

which runs along the Allegheny.

The lithium mine itself is also
abandoned, several miles away.

We will start by raiding the
hospital and take it from there.

Let's gear up, move it out.

Jules has left us a message. So,
we'll send him one of our own.

That was...

amazing.

Whatever it was.

Your parents never told you
about the birds and the bees?

I'm starting to realize my parents
never really told me anything.

Well, first off, your mom and
dad aren't your real family.

They were assigned to you.

Like you to Flynn?

Something like that.

Wait, don't tell me Musa's my real dad.

It doesn't work that way.

You come from a group of nine.

The same group I come from, but
from a different breeding cycle.

So we're like sisters?

Sisters who just had sex.

Not a fair comparison.

Hunter relations are not
the same as human relations.

Clearly.

So what about your "human relations"?

I don't have any, not anymore.

But you must miss Flynn?

You were married for six years, right?

That time is over for me.

It's almost over for you too.

There's just one more thing you need to do.

I'm still waiting. Where the hell are you?

A new species appears.

The most incredible
thing to ever happen

in the history of mankind.

But Hunters are smart,

and they know better than
to try to make peace.

After all, look at how
we treat our own kind.

Good luck finding somebody
else to spy on citizens for you

and order drone strikes for
you and torture people for you.

The ETU let a newborn and
its mother die to get intel.

And we call Hunters terrorists?

Being a good guy doesn't feel
like being a good guy anymore.

I'm done. Game fucking over.

I hope your Russian friend is on the money.

He's never let me down.

Search the building. Watch yourselves.

No! No!

No!

No!

Please, oh, please.

There's a tub full of Hunter blood.

It's warm.

Roger that.

Hospital's clear.

What the hell is that?

Sir?

Jules.

They tore him apart.

Jackson.

Where?

Are you all right?

What happened?

I got away.

Come on inside the house.

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