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Carroll was convicted
in 2004

for the murders
of 14 young women.

The warden granted Joe
Carroll's request for a transfer.

He's leaving.

Joe's not in the
transport vehicle.

Where the hell is he?

So Joe's free,
and now I get locked up.

Protective custody.
Better if I don't know.

Hey. Morning. I know
you're scared of me,

but I hope that will change.

My son needs a mother.

And I have an idea
how we can find her.

She has to die

because you slept
with Joe's wife.

Why did you do it?

Because I love her.

Nick Donovan made an
encrypted cell phone call

checking the status
of Claire Matthews.

Your wife is
in Huntington County.

What's taking her so long?

I looked all over the place!

She and Joey are both gone!

Aah!

Emma, why did you leave us?

If you don't get
him to a hospital immediately,

he's going to die.

You can do this.

I'm sorry.

Earlier I received
a very exciting e-mail.

I wanted to tell you about it,

but I thought I'd surprise you.

Man, you're a heavy sleeper.

Get up. You don't want
to sleep the day away.

What are you doing here?

I'm trying to get you up.

Now go. Come on.
Get in the shower.

Come on. You're gonna
miss breakfast.

Aah!

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And now an update
from Richmond, Virginia.

A press conference this morning

has not eased
our nation's paranoia

as we've learned that
FBI, CIA, and NSA

are now all in pursuit
of Joe Carroll

and his cult of serial killers.

Amanda Porter's
not exactly talking.

No. I take that back.

She's actually saying a lot.

And what does she say?

Well, let's see.

Uh, she's a pisces.

Favorite movie is
the "Notebook,"

she's an advocate
for the death penalty.

She believes in creationism
over evolution,

enjoys seventies soft rock,

and hates peanut butter,
whole milk,

and Anne Hathaway.

They got to let me talk to her.

I agree,
but it's DC's show now.

I mean, it's their call.

Hey. You got to let me
talk to Amanda Porter.

It's not going to happen, Ryan.

Come on.
This woman knows me.

I broke her once already.

He's right.
He should be there.

If the DC guys can't break her,

I'll recommend it, okay?

We got another problem.

Quantico found a portal
break in their server.

We were hacked?

- Where was their failsafe?
- It stalled.

The optical lines were
interrupted for several seconds.

With a worm encrypted
with a virus

just like at the farmhouse.

What did they access?

Telecommunications log,
specifically phone calls

to the Protective
Custody Division.

It's possible Joe made
an attempt to trace

Claire Matthews' location
via our satellite system.

We got to move her right now.

Yes, we do, but we need you

to convince her of that.

Will you call her?

Using what phone exactly?

No. I want to do it
in person.

You got to get me a chopper,
and from now on,

I want to be in charge
of her safety detail.

Like hell you will!

Nick, let him go.

He's not an agent, Debra!

It's nonnegotiable.

The cell tower
linked to your wife

is near a Roadside
Motel on Highway 31.

Typically there's
5-6 agents per safe house

in a designated area
away from the other guests.

I'm thinking an M17

or my micro-Uzi
with a silencer.

You ex-military?

Hell, no.
We're better than that.

They were both
raised by militia.

Constitutional extremists to...

to be accurate.

You sure about this?

You want your wife back,

these two can do it.

They've got the skills

and the know-how.

You go with them, Roderick.

I can't.

I got to work today.

Duty calls.

Oh, I'm sure
you'll work it out.

I'm sure I can't.

I insist, Roderick.

You've failed twice.

This time, I want my wife.

Jacob!

Hey, squirt!

Ohh!

How you doing?

Look! Jacob's here!

Hey, Jacob.

When did you get here?

W-w-where's Paul?

I got here late last night,

and Paul, well--

Paul couldn't make it.

Hey. Joey, will you give
Jacob and me a minute?

It's okay, dude.
We don't need a minute.

Jacob, let me explain,
let me talk to you.

Look at this place.

Will you show me around, buddy?
Will you do that?

Sure!

Come on. Let's go.

_

When is Ryan Hardy
getting here?

Okay. Good.
He's pulling up now.

All right. Thanks.

Ryan Hardy?
I'm Marshal Ferguson.

Claire's in the next room.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Nobody's telling me the truth.

What do you want to know?
I'll tell you anything.

Uh, for starters, why was
I denied media access?

Joe's people were targeting
women named Claire Matthews

in the Richmond area,

and two of them were killed.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

I just-- I don't understand
why no one can find him.

I mean, how does a cult of
killers stay hidden this long?

His followers have proven
to be sophisticated.

Their tactical skills,
cyberinvasion,

they're on a terrorist level,

plus some of them
are trained military.

And now he's with Joey.

That madman has my son.

We need to move you
someplace safer.

Those are cool shades.

Where'd you get those?

I've got
two subjects

going through the lobby now.

Be advised it looks like they're
headed for the stairway,

possibly the elevator
at this time.

Whole wing is locked down.

They're somewhere
in this hallway.

I got the master key.

See you on the other side.

Do a walk-through.

Let me know when it's clear.

Yes, sir.
You got it.

Where's Claire?

I'm right here.
I'm ready.

Hey. Is there a
problem out there?

My men in the lobby saw a couple
guys that looked suspicious.

Let's do this.

No screw-ups.

Clear.

You and Claire go out the back.
I got you covered.

Okay. Stay with me.

Okay. Come on.

Clear.

Come on.

Get in.

- Aah!
- Come here!

Ohh!

Back off.
Drop the gun.

Or what?

You're not gonna shoot her.

Okay. Come on.

Come on! We got to go! Come on!

Damn. That hurt.

Do you have a cell phone?

No.

Take out the SIM card.

Where are we going?

Someplace safe.

I don't understand.
Where is he?

I don't know. He
destroyed his SIM card,

deactivated the GPS on his car.

He's being smart.

He's worried
about being traced,

so he must have Claire.

Where would they go?

Brooklyn is
a 4-hour drive.

Have an undercover patrol
his place in Brooklyn.

You think he went home?

Hey! FBI
surveillance footage is in.

There's a total
of 4 dead at the scene,

including Marshal Ferguson.

I have face recognition.

Let's get IDs.

We need find them
before they find Hardy.

_

Is this the place?

I hope so.

I'm looking for a guy
named Tyson.

Ha ha! What the hell
are you doing here?

Come here.

This is Claire.

- Hey.
- Claire.

Good to meet you.

Yeah. Come on.
Let's go inside.

So how do you
two know each other?

Uh, we went
through Quantico together.

I've been stuck
with ever since.

Tried to get rid of him.

Yeah. I dumped out on the
road a couple of times,

but he found his way back.

Are you still with the Bureau?

I'm no longer an agent.

In fact, I'm no longer alive

thanks to a certain
crime syndicate.

I now live in the wonderful
land of nonexistence.

Tyson's been in Witness
Protection for 4 years.

So you did the right
thing coming here.

This is a safe place.

All right.
Talk to me.

Who's trying to kill you?

3 of Joe's followers
took out a motel

full of federal agents,
but we lost them.

No one's gonna find you here.

Thanks, Ty.

Hey. That's what
friends are for.

Okay. I've
read enough.

You shouldn't do this.

This will make you rich
and famous for 5 minutes,

and then it's gonna
be a bad idea.

Tell me why.

This is gonna define you.

Now you were
a kick-ass agent,

but if you publish this,

you're gonna be that one agent,

the Joe Carroll guy,
forever and always.

What if I told you
I wanted to do it,

that it might help me,
you know, really help me?

Then I say go for it.

What do I know?

I missed you, man.

It's really good to see you.

Wow. This is
a cool room.

I guess. Whatever.

Hey. This place
is awesome.

What? You don't
like it here?

I don't know.
I miss my mom.

Jacob.

How did you sleep?

Morning, Joe.
I slept great.

Good.

Good morning, Joey.

Hey, Joey.
Don't be rude!

No, no.
It's all right.

My son is still, um, adjusting.

Have you-- you get a chance
to have a good look around?

Yeah. Joey gave me
the grand tour.

Good. I'm sure you're going to
be very happy here with us all.

There's just one thing I'd--
I'd like you to do for me.

Yeah, sure.
Anything.

You talk to Emma,

give her a chance to explain
her side of things.

You two need each other.

After what she did--

She was taking care of my son.

She did what was asked of her,

and now I ask a favor of you.

Resolve this,
settle your differences.

You understand?

She left us for dead.

I'm sure that's--
that's how you feel,

but I need you to forgive her.

You love Emma.
I know you do. Okay?

Emma's a selfish bitch,
always was.

Surveillance footage
from the hotel

matched Vincent McKinnley,

wanted in connection
with 3 separate murders

in New York state.

The other one's Brock Wickford.

They're brothers in a sense.

They met in
the juvenile system,

both products of abuse.

They were sent to
a foster care home

that was later busted
for militia activity.

I'm sure they picked up
some great skills there.

I've hacked into
Vincent's e-mail account.

He communicates
internationally,

same as our other cult folks.

I couldn't retrieve
any content,

but I did find
this one sequence

embedded in his e-mails.

What is that, a password?

It could be.
It's meant to be hidden.

Charles Mead had a series
of encrypted URLs.

See if you get lucky.

On it.

Yeah?

Nothing?

Thank you.

Ryan and Claire aren't at
his place in Brooklyn.

They've just completely
disappeared.

Hi.

Joe wanted me to come and
talk to you, so here I am.

Can you sit?

Well?

Okay.

This is hard.

I've been thinking about
what to say to you

since last night.

When you were
surprised to see me?

Did you think I was dead?

No. I don't--
I don't know.

I didn't know what to think.

I'm so sorry about Paul.

I loved him, too.

No, you didn't.

I did.

I know you think
I abandoned you,

and maybe I did, but you
can't just blame me.

I was doing what Roderick
told me to do for Joey.

You didn't have to leave us.

It was crazy that
night, confusing.

I was nearly killed, too.

- I almost lost Joey.
- No, you didn't.

You were fine,
both of you were.

I felt terrible,

but I couldn't go back,

not with all the police,

and Roderick just kept saying,

"move forward,
take Joey home."

You would have
done the same thing.

That's where you're wrong.

Please don't be like this.

I wish I could undo it

and make things right.

I love you, Jacob.

You know that, right?

Where did
Ryan go?

He wanted
to clean up.

So you guys are pretty close.

I'm not gonna lie.
I know the story.

Yeah.

Or as close as anyone
can get to the man.

He tries really hard
to push you away.

I just refused to budge.

That's how it is with him.

Refuse to budge.

He tries, but he can't
quite bring anyone inside.

You know, it goes further
back than Joe Carroll.

Yeah. I know
about his family.

He tell you
about his death curse?

Yeah.

What about other women?

There were some, yeah.

When he was younger, he
went through them quick,

some good ones, too.

But no one serious?

His last girl-- Molly--
she wanted to be serious.

Sweet girl, too.

That's a good thing.
I don't think--

Excuse me. Hold this for
me, hold this, hold it.

What?

Molly, so nice to
finally meet you.

Aw. You, too,
best friend.

Oh, no, but wait, wait, wait.

Okay. You have to
tell me

what is wrong with this man.

I mean, really.
I need all the dirt

before I invest
any more time in him.

Ryan? Oh.
Cut your losses now.

I'm the better pick.
He's a freak.

Really? How so?

Ooh. Hand puppets.

It's-- it's his hobby,
fetish, whatever.

He makes them out of old socks,

puts on private shows.

It's creepy.

I'll take my chances.

Mm-hmm.

She tried,

held on as long as she could.

You know the drill. Heh.

But let's face it.

If he couldn't go
there with you,

she didn't stand a chance.

So was there ever
anyone serious?

Yeah, Claire. You.

Okay, okay. What lies
are you telling about me now?

Girl talk.
None of your business.

Ah. Is that right?

Ryan.

What is it?

I don't know.
I found it on my sweater.

They must have tagged you

when Joe's guy jumped
you at the motel.

Does that mean they
know we're here?

Yeah, they know.

Ty, I'm really sorry

for bringing my problems
into your home.

I owe the guy.

Ryan has saved my life
more than once,

and he's not one
to ask for help,

so him coming here says a lot.

Hey. I'm glad you came.

Well, if they're out there,

I didn't see them.

I have a state-of-the-art
alarm system out there.

These guys are better
than that, man.

Carrying micro-Uzis
and wearing vests.

Well, we're short on ammo,

so we better make these count,

and this will blow right
through their vests.

We just got to surprise
them with a trick or two.

What'd you have in mind?

I hate Bologna.

I know it's not your favorite,

but I couldn't find
anything else.

Lizzie needs to go shopping.

Who's Lizzie?
Why is she here?

She's a friend of your dad's.

And everyone else,
they're friends, too?

That's right.

Why do they all live here,

and how come my dad's
not in jail anymore?

Maybe you should ask
him that yourself.

I'll be right back, Joey, okay?

Oh. S'mores. S'mores,
s'mores, s'mores, s'mores.

Oh. Hey, Joey.

Don't mind me.

A little chocolate, a little...

chocolate?

You're doing it wrong.

Hmm?

You're supposed to heat

the marshmallows first.

Yes. Yes. Of course.

So, Joey,

there anything
you want to ask me?

You know, I'll tell you
anything you like.

Let me just take those.

You don't break the crackers.

Don't you know how
to make s'mores?

You know, it's, um--

it's-- it's been
a while.

Uh... do you think
you could help me?

I don't know.

Oh. Oh, come on.
I'm dying for s'mores.

It's absolutely
my favorite food.

It's my favorite food, too.

No way!

Is it really yours, too?

Oh, now you've got to show me

because I'm useless.

Okay. Here. Come here.
Jump up.

There we go.

Now.

When am I gonna see my mom?

What if I said
really, really soon?

Yeah. Okay.

Tcch.

Now chocolate, yeah?

Anything?

No. Not yet.

So we just wait?

I want you to stay up
here, lock the door,

barricade yourself in.

We're gonna be
right downstairs.

Are you okay?

I'll be okay when
we're out of here

and when you're safe and
Tyson's safe and Joey's safe--

No. I mean, I know-- I know
that you have this theory

that everyone dies on you.

It's not a theory.

Well, it's not reality either.

Okay. Is this really the
time to talk about this?

I don't know. Is this the time?
You tell me.

When is there ever a good time
for us to talk about anything?

Why didn't you call me?

8 years, why didn't you call?

I told you.
I'm your past.

You need to move forward.

What if you are
my forward, Ryan?

I mean, look at us.

We're so screwed up,
we're damaged.

Who else is out there
for either one of us?

It's just that I know what
I'll always represent to you.

Well, then what if
I told you I love you?

I'd say that's
a really bad idea.

And...

and that I love you, too.

There's a-- there's a house
through these trees.

Claire's in the back
west corner.

Eh, we got to move fast.

Brock, you're up.

Scout the place.
Put that on.

One down.

I told you it would work.

Point-blank range
right through the vest.

- Guard the back. I'll check on Claire.
- All right.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I heard a gunshot.
What happened?

There's two more
of them outside.

Wait here.

I know
you're in there, Claire.

Come out.

No one else has to die.

No more bloodshed.

I'll take you to Joey.

You just come out.

Aah!

Ryan! You okay?

Ryan!

Tyson!
Come on.

Hey, Ty. Tyson.

Did you get him?

No.

He got me.

Come here.

Get him inside.

All right. Come on.

Over here.

Let's get him over here.

All right. Put him down.
Put him down.

Easy, easy, buddy.
Easy.

Set him down.

Okay. There's
two wounds.

Shh! No. Don't talk.
Don't talk.

We have to get him
to a hospital.

Hang on, buddy.
Come on, Tyson.

Stay with me, baby.
Come on.

Just stay awake.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

- That's it, that's it.
- I'm okay.

- What was that?
- I don't know.

Wait here,

I'll be right back.

Ryan, don't go down there.

Hey. You heard him.

It's okay. It's okay.

I'll be right back.

You don't want to
do that, Claire.

Claire?

The killing has to stop.

Don't you want to see Joey?

Take me to my son.

Claire!

Claire!

Claire!

Wait!

I love you.

Unh!

Yeah. Come in.

Hey.

I just wanted to check on you.

How you doing?

Are you okay?

I know it's gonna
take time, but...

I want to win back your trust.

I love you, Jacob.

You were right.
It was a password.

This is from Charlie's
encrypted URLs.

Watch what happens
when I enter the sequence.

And the raven,
never flitting...

Still is sitting,
still is sitting

on the pallid bust of pallas

just above my chamber door...

And his eyes have
all the seeming...

Creepy as hell.

Looks like one of Joe
Carroll's fan sites.

No. There's something here.

Can I?

Shadow on the floor;
and my soul...

Is that a glitch?

No. See how
the pointer vanishes

when I scroll over it?

Nevermore!

What the hell?

Wow. There's
a secret door.

It's called steganography,

innocuous web sites
with hidden portals.

Is this live?

No. It's recorded.

Hello, friend.
You've been allowed entry.

Be prepared to change
your life forever.

Enter your name
and your e-mail,

and someone
will get back to you.

Oh! Get away.

What?

I'll be right back.

Why are you doing this?

You know why.

I'm not gonna kill her.

I'm dead because of her.

She betrayed us.

She deserves to die.

No.

You're the one that's dead.

Jacob, Jacob, Jacob.
Jacob, kill her.

Kill her.
You know you want to.

You want to.
Just kill her.

I'm not gonna do it.

Kill her.

I'm not gonna do it.
Just leave me alone!

She lied to you.
She lied to you.

She lied to you.

Just kill her.
Just kill her!

Stop it. Stop it.
Stop it.

I'm so sorry, Paul.

What is it?

I never told you how Paul died.

I took a pillow,

and I suffocated him.

I killed Paul.

Oh, Jacob.

Yeah.

I've killed now.

I killed my best friend

because of you.

I have a real taste for it now.

Shh.

I'd watch my back
if I were you.

I'm gonna hang around for a
while in case he wakes up

if that's okay.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Hello, Ryan.
How are you?

More importantly, um,
how is your friend?

Is he okay?

I do hope you didn't
get him killed.

I'd hate for you
to have to add him

to that long list
of dead loved ones.

If you hurt Claire...

Hurt Claire?

Heh heh heh.

Have you been listening
at all, Ryan?

I love Claire.

She's on her way to me now.

By all accounts, she
came quite willingly.

I'm done, Joe.

I quit.

Oh, come, come.

That's no way
to talk to the man

who saved your life.

I've allowed you
a second chance.

Don't you understand
anything yet, Ryan?

No. This is
your story,

your-- your rebirth.

Don't you feel it?

With every death, you come
just that little bit more

back to life.

So, no, no, you can't quit now.

No. You're--
you're not quite yet

the man you need to be.

You go to hell.

Don't push her away.

You got to stop
with this death curse.

It's crazy to think that way.

You can let people
get close to you.

I mean, look at us.

I'm practically your wife.

You haven't gotten me killed.

We've been together
over 20 years,

I'm still standing.

Nobody wants to die alone.

We all die alone.

All the more reason not
to live that way.

Well, hey.
I got you.

Yes, you do.

All right,
love birds.

Food's ready.

- Joe?
- Hmm?

Molly.

Ha ha ha! Joe!

It's so good to see you.

Ha ha ha!

Oh. Ha ha ha!

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