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Previously on "The
Hunting Party"...

It's called the Pit.

It's home to the most
dangerous and violent

criminals in
history, all of whom

the world believes are dead.

Or at least it was,
until the blast hit.

This is detention
specialist Shane Florence.

You're a prison guard here?

Until the walls came
down, yes, ma'am.

Speaking of your career,

there are going to be
some more inmates to find.

- How many?
- A lot.

Anything you need to
know about, Agent Odell,

you can read in my file.

Oliver!

You were the warden?

I need someone that I can trust,

someone who can help me
catch all the inmates

who made it out alive.

The blast that collapsed
the Pit was no accident.

It was a jailbreak.

I'm so happy you all
could make it here today.

The whole family together,
it really means a lot.

I feel very special.

I guess I should make a wish.

But I don't know what
more I could want.

All of you here to celebrate me?

This... this really is perfect.

Mmm.

You have some explaining
to do, Johnny.

- Leave me alone.
- Leave me alone.

We just want to
understand why you hurt

that boy at school today.

I don't know.

I get angry sometimes, OK?

I get the urge to hurt
people or break things.

Feels good to let out my anger.

It might feel good to you,

but think about how your
actions affect others.

I don't care, because
I'm a bad person.

You can't fix me, so why try?

Johnny.

But if we can't help you,
maybe someone else can.

Talking about these
things is the first step.

Who would want to talk to me?

We do, son, because we love you.

Even when I hurt people?

We know you don't mean
it.

The White House wants an
update on the manhunt.

I was told the president
doesn't know about the Pit.

He doesn't, but the
front page story

of the "Times" this morning was
about the blast in Cheyenne.

President needs deniability,
which means I need

to be able to assure him
that I am taking care of it.

So am I taking care of it?

Well, five more inmates
were recovered alive

from the wreckage,
but dozens of bodies

are still waiting
to be identified.

So as of this moment,
you don't know

how many escapees are out there?

We won't know that until
the excavation is complete.

But our team estimates
that up to 25%

could have made it out alive.

Where's your team
with determining

the source of the blast?
- It was a gas leak.

You know, I don't know
what's harder to believe,

the ecoterrorist
smokescreen you sold to CNN,

or the story you're
trying to sell me now.

Bad pipes? Really?

It happens.

I'll send you the report.

I'm looking for a
deceased inmate.

Go ahead, ma'am.

Agent Henderson, there's
been a development.

Another inmate?

Yes, ma'am. Follow me, please.

Agent Henderson, you
may not remember me.

Jennifer Morales.

You took my officer
candidate course

in behavioral
sciences at Quantico.

I remember you aced
that final exam.

That didn't happen a lot.
- Yes, ma'am.

I'm an intel officer now.
Best job in the military.

I've been assigned to the
inmate recovery task force.

- We're a task force now?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, this came together fast.

Military moves quick.

We've been monitoring
all criminal activity

within a growing
radius of the Pit site.

Early this morning,

there was a carjacking at
a gas station in Rawlins.

A team just recovered
a blue jumpsuit

that was stashed nearby.

We can now confirm
that the jumpsuit

belonged to Clayton Jessup.

Mr. Odell, care to
brief us on the inmate?

Jessup was one of our
most volatile inmates.

Even as a child he exhibited
a maladaptive fantasy life,

and he would use violence
to reject any reality

that did not conform.

That violence
turned deadly when,

on his 16th birthday,

he poisoned his entire
family with carbon monoxide.

He spent the next three days
living with their corpses,

playing out the fantasy of what
he felt was the ideal family,

one focused on him.

He then continued
his killing spree,

targeting families
he saw as perfect,

breaking into their homes,

disabling the exhaust
in their boilers,

so their homes would fill
with carbon monoxide.

They would die in their sleep,

and he could stick around
playing house for a few days

before moving on.

But if he wanted to be
part of the perfect family,

why kill everyone?

The killings were just
a means of compliance

for the fantasies.

I mean, dead people, they'll do
what you want them to, right?

They can't disappoint you.

Delusions like his are
extremely dangerous.

Enacting the fantasy becomes
the only way he's actually

able to relate to the
world, which means

he's likely got his
eyes on the next family.

It also means there's
no time to waste.

Copy that.

Uh, where are we
on the stolen car?

Well, we're going to get

every LPR in the
state looking for it.

I'm glad you're here.

Can we talk?

Was Eli Johnson in the Pit?

- No.
- I called Sussex this morning,

and they said that they
transferred Johnson,

but they wouldn't tell me where.

I'll look into it. You
don't need to worry.

You and I both
know that any list

of the world's most
deranged psychopaths

is going to have his name on it.

Bex, he was never down there.

The world knows
he's still alive.

Got a hit on the stolen
car in Kimball, Nebraska.

I know what that
man means to you.

I promise, he's
not involved here.

We found the car. Let's go.

Thank you, Mom.

It looks perfect.

Just like you.

OK, Clayton, that's great.
You're doing good, son.

Now, tell me about
the Dwyer family.

How did you choose them?
- I don't know.

I just liked them.

I saw them at the playground.

Mom was watching the
kids play tag with Dad.

They were all laughing.

It was...

perfect.

- And then?
- I followed them home.

He stalked them
from a playground?

Jessup has a unique form of
reactive attachment disorder.

He comes from a
relatively stable family,

but he had trouble forming
emotional bonds with others,

including his own family.

Psychologically, though, he
still craved that connection.

There was a big
window in the back

of the house where I could
watch them from the yard.

I watched them for hours.

Happy families make
each other feel special.

I could see on their faces

how much they loved
each other, and...

There's nothing wrong
with wanting to be loved.

When did you first
enter their home?

That night.

The only way he knew how to
get the attention he craved

was by invading the lives of
the families he idealized.

I just wanted to
watch them sleep.

First the girls...

then Mom and Dad.

I could hear them breathing.

So peaceful.

That's how you sleep when
you know you're loved.

This is like a nightmare.

He breaks into a home,
watches the family sleep,

and then kills them all
with carbon monoxide

just because he
wants to feel loved?

Jessup doesn't understand

what normal human connection is.

He plays with these people

the way a child
plays with a toy.

The shinier the toy, the
more he wants it for himself,

so he can be the perfect
boy in the perfect family.

Well, nothing says
perfect to Jessup

like a quadruple homicide.

Can I keep it?

What about you?
What do you think?

I mean, look at him.

He's so young, and
he did all this?

I mean...

You ever get used to
this kind of stuff?

No, not really.

All right, thank you.

Paramedics say her
husband will pull through,

but he's not going to
be talking for a while.

This is an atypical
Jessup crime scene.

He kidnaps the wife and he
leaves the husband alive?

Yeah, and no carbon monoxide.

You got any idea what
the hell Jessup's doing?

I don't know.
This feels rushed.

Carbon monoxide
poisoning takes time,

so he either didn't have it or
he didn't think that he had it.

Also, none of his previous
crimes involved guns,

but we've got a missing
shotgun over here.

And she left her phone.

Do you think maybe he's
trying something different?

Got the footage.

- Well, there's the shotgun.
- Where is he taking her?

Wife's name is Irene McFadden.

She's got an older-model
sedan registered to her name,

but...
- No GPS, I assume?

I put out an APB with a
do-not-approach order.

We got any info on the daughter?

Yeah, her name is Lucy McFadden.

She's in college up in Sheridan.

Well, has anyone contacted her?

No, we have to contain the
spread of the information.

Yeah, I know.

I get the need for
secrecy, but come on, man.

Somebody has to let her
know her dad's in the ICU.

I agree.

I'll have Morales pull
up the daughter's cell.

- Got it.
- Whoa, really?

How'd you guess her PIN?
That some profiler trick?

Yes.

And also it is on a
Post-it note over there.

Boomers, man.

Well, hang on.

How many devices
does Irene have?

It says there's three
here in the house

and earbuds moving
north on I-90.

That's Irene.

My name is Irene.

Irene McFadden.

I teach middle school
social studies.

I have my own family.

My daughter Lucy...
She's going to college.

And my husband... my
husband is a very good man,

and you...

and he's been really badly hurt
and you need to take me home

so that I can get him some help.

You need to take
me home right now.

Please.

Mom, don't worry.

All of this...

is going to be over soon.

You'll see.

I promise you I won't
tell anyone about this.

I just need to make
sure that he's OK.

He's not well. Please.

We're almost there.

We're almost there.

Wait, they stopped moving.
Wait, turn right, turn right.

What are you doing?

Please.

It's OK.

You don't have to worry.

I'm not going to
hurt you. I promise.

No, no!

That's it.

FBI! Get out of the car!

Hands! Hands!

Are you Irene
McFadden's daughter?

Yes, what... what's happening?

You took your mom's earbuds.

Are you serious?

They're just earbuds. Why
would she call the FBI?

Are you kidding me?

I hope that you're comfortable.

Now's a great time
to take a little nap.

OK. Now, you just
get some rest...

And I'll be right back.

Come on, people.

Jessup's not exactly
going to blend in.

Let's find him. Now.

Sir.

911, what's your emergency?

I just saw a man get abducted.

Please, you need to send
the police right now.

Hey, what's up?

He's crossed state lines.

We intercepted a 911 call.

Witness saw someone fitting

Jessup's description
abduct a man.

You mean he kidnapped
someone else?

She got a photo.
Sending it to you now.

We'll be on the plane in ten.

Victim's name is
Walter Quinn, 51.

Any way to connect him to
Jessup or Irene McFadden?

Not that we know of, but
Morales and Odell are on it.

This behavior makes no sense.

Shane, do you know anything
about the treatments

that Jessup had at the Pit?

By the time I arrived,
they'd given up on treatment.

He was in iso.
- Why?

Well, apparently a few years
after he got to the Pit,

he had a violent outburst.

Crushed the spine
of some researcher.

No one wanted to work
with him after that.

Weird.

He seems like such
a people person.

In the file, it said something

about, uh, remote visual
cognitive monitoring.

What is that?

Yeah, that was just an
excuse to ignore Jessup.

None of the guards
wanted to go near him,

so they just put on these
weird educational videos

that for some reason he loved,
and just left him to it.

- Wait, why did he love them?
- I don't know.

I mean, I didn't
watch the videos.

They were like those old
PSAs they'd show us in school

about not doing drugs
that made everybody

just want to do drugs.

But not me, obviously.

I would never do drugs.

So for years, Jessup's
only connection

to the outside world
were these videos?

- I suppose so, yeah.
- OK.

I need to see them.

Well, if they're on
those analog tapes,

then they're buried under
200 feet of rubble right now.

Well, hold on.

We might actually
have something else.

Sending you the playback now.

He'd watch the videos, and
they'd record his reactions.

It was all part of his protocol.

Is that what we all look
like when we watch TV?

Morales, middle row, far left.

Can you isolate that one?

What is he saying?

You have a plane, honey?

You have some explaining, honey?

"I Love Lucy?"

No, I think he's saying Johnny.

"Leave me alone."

Can we go back to the
beginning of the video?

Sorry, wait. Why did
you pause the tape?

Look at the reflection
on his glasses.

Those are words.

Nice catch.

"Conflict resolution."

What is that, UW?

University of Wyoming.

They made the tapes.

Morales, contact the university.

We're going to need a
copy of these tapes.

No need.

Turns out the UW
psych department

posts all of its videos online.

You have some explaining
to do, Johnny.

Leave me alone.

We just want to understand why

you hurt that boy
at school today.

I don't know.

I get angry sometimes, OK?

I get the urge to hurt
people or break things.

It feels good to
let out my anger.

Man, can you imagine watching
these things all day,

every day, for ten years?

I'd probably be
a psychopath too.

Johnny.

But if we can't help you,
maybe someone else can.

Wait, that woman. Morales,
can you pause on her?

Accept.

You don't think...

Do we have a picture
of the first abductee,

uh, Irene McFadden?

Yeah.

That's her. She's Mom.

Then the second abductee...

Jessup is abducting the
actors from the video.

For years, the only
psychological outlet

Jessup has had,
the family he can

project his fantasy
onto, is this one.

So as far as he's concerned,

these actors are
his real family.

Well, if that's true, he's
going after Johnny next.

OK, well, how do we find
out Johnny's real name?

How did Jessup?

What
are the chances?

No way.

New plan.

Morales, find us a location
for Michael Brennan.

On it.

He lives here with his father.

Seems like Michael Brennan

is taking a little
break from acting.

Uh, felony possession,

felony possession
with intent to sell,

and public urination.

Cute.

Child actors, man.

Mr. Brennan?

Who's asking?

Rebecca Henderson, FBI.

I've been expecting you.

Now, I sent you 87 letters
about those cell phone towers.

You know, the negative ions

in the copper piping
reverberate EMFs.

Its signal blocks
the pineal gland,

which is the mind-soul
connection, of course.

Of course. But we're
not here to talk...

Actually, that is
exactly why we're here.

The negative EMFs.

Negative ions.

Sorry, the negative ions.

Right, it's a very
serious matter,

and I'm glad that you
have alerted us to it.

Well, I'm just doing
my duty as a citizen.

You know, I tried
to tell my son...

- Michael, right?
- Yeah.

But he doesn't believe me.

Is he home at the moment?

No, he's never home.

He just hangs out
with his punk friends.

Look, it... it's not his fault.

It's the 5G.

Softens the brain.

Mm, yeah, it smooths it out.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

Um, can you tell us where
Michael is right now?

We just want to talk
some sense into him.

Well, I'd be indebted to you.

- Great.
- Well.

Who's out there?

Cops!

Michael Brennan?

- Jessup?
- I'm going in.

On the floor!
- FBI!

Stay down!

Where's Brennan?

Where is he?
- I don't know, man!

Brennan's on the
move! I got him!

Bex, wait!

Hey, hey!

Hey, brother.

I was looking for you.

Do you need a ride?

We're looking everywhere
for Jessup's car.

Get with Morales, see
what she can find.

Then head back to the
command center, regroup.

I'll catch up with you
once they stitch me up.

We don't have time to regroup.

Jessup has three hostages
and we have no idea

where he's taking them.
We're on a clock right now.

We're always on a clock.

Head back to command.

I need to speak to someone
who knows how Jessup thinks.

Who was the last
therapist to talk to him?

Oh, that would be the one
he turned into a pretzel.

Does Dr. Pretzel have a name?

OK, listen,

I've had it with everyone

being so damn
withholding around here.

You guys can have your
secrets. That's fine.

You can play your little games.

The reality is Jessup
has three captives.

If we don't find
them, they will die.

Look, I never met the
guy, but I heard his name.

Dr. Lansing.

You sure?

All the guards heard the story.

Yeah, I'm... I'm sure.

OK, let's take a
little field trip.

Something tells me

you're not planning on
telling Hassani about this.

And ruin his medical leave?

Well, did the kid hit him first?

Thank you.

Well, you know
that's self-defense.

Obviously I'm not going
to say that to him.

Yeah, I'm going to have
to call you right back.

Tell the kids I
miss them. Love you.

Bye.

So, um, other than
the imminent danger

from escaped psychopaths,
everything OK?

If I ask you something,

can you promise not to
repeat it to anyone?

Uh, sure.

Did you ever see this
inmate in the Pit?

No, I don't think
so. Who's that?

His name is Eli Johnson.

Eli Johnson?

I never heard of him.

Was he someone you,
uh, you put away?

He's the one you Nancy Drew'd.
Your friend's dad, right?

- Yeah.
- You think he was in the Pit?

I know that he was
transferred somewhere,

but I cannot figure out where.

Why don't you ask your friend?

I mean, if her dad was
transferred somewhere legit,

she'd know, right?
- I can't do that.

Why not?

He killed her.

I am so sorry.

I did not mean to be...

It's OK.

It's OK.

The night that I
slept over at Naomi's,

when I broke into
her dad's garage

and I found the
rope, he found me.

Whoa.

I don't know if he heard
my footsteps or what,

but when he turned that
light on, I just...

I just ran.

And I went home, and
I woke up my dad,

and by the time the
cops got to the house,

there was a standoff,

and, um...

He killed her as they
broke down the door.

Um it says... it
says we're here.

I was wondering when
you might show up.

You two must be from the base.

FBI, actually.

Detention specialist, D-block.

- Do you mind if I take a seat?
- Please.

Dr. Lansing, I was hoping
that you might shed some light

on a prior patient of
yours, Clayton Jessup.

You were the last therapist
to speak with him.

And he was the last one
who saw me standing.

What can you tell us
about the treatments?

I was close.

He was getting better. He was.

If I had just had a
little more time with him,

it could have been a
career-defining breakthrough.

What went wrong?

One of you.

It wasn't Clayton's fault.

He moved to embrace me.

Guard got spooked,
drew his sidearm.

Clayton lost his temper,
gripped me too hard, and...

well.

I'm really sorry.

Sir, how's your arm?

Doctors say I'll live.

Where's Agent Henderson?

Uh, she hasn't
reported back yet, sir.

I need the location
on a vehicle.

Look, I understand
that it's been a while,

but do you know of
anywhere that Jessup

might be hiding out?

A place that feels
like home to him?

I wish I could help,
Agent Henderson,

but Clayton isn't
my problem anymore.

He hasn't been my problem
since the day he broke my back.

Now, I wanted to
resume our sessions

when I was well
enough to work again,

but the powers that
be wouldn't allow it.

The powers that be?
Who did you report to?

I know there were other
people in charge back then.

We're just trying to
understand how it all worked.

Of course.

But, truthfully, I don't
know how much I can help.

It's been years since
I've been down there.

And I really shouldn't be
telling you any of this.

Um, Bex, it's Hassani.

Dr. Lansing, I get your
reluctance to talk about this,

but in order to do my job,

I need to understand what was
done to the inmates in the Pit.

My hands are tied.

I truly hope that
you find him quickly.

I do.

But it's late, and
I am very tired.

Doctor, I'm sorry.

It's just you are
the first person

involved in the Pit that can
give me any real answers.

My dear, don't you understand?

There are no answers in the Pit.

Only more questions.

Please!

OK. What about the
therapy videos?

Why did you show Jessup
all of those old PSAs?

Those videos were made
specifically for Clayton.

I produced them
myself through a grant

from the University of Wyoming,

who distributed them to
schools throughout the state.

You made the videos yourself?

Of course, I did. Now, please.

Where did you make them?

Here? You filmed them here?

Jessup's in this
house, isn't he?

We just want to understand

why you hurt that
boy at school today.

I... I don't know.

I just get angry sometimes.

Where is he?

You need to leave.

I promised him I would get
you out of here quickly.

If he senses you're onto
him, he will kill the others.

He's going to kill them anyways.

No, please!

You don't know him
the way that I do.

I can talk him through this.
- Not a chance.

He trusts me.

Look, if you want to
help, you and your friend

need to get out of here
now and let me do my job.

Shane?

Please, I am begging you.

If you go now, I can save them.

Where does this door lead?

Dr. Lansing, you need to
get out of the house, OK?

He won't hurt me.

Wait, no! No!

Come on.

Shane, Shane.

Come on, come on.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

Gotta get them out of here.
- Yeah.

Put him down, Clayton.

No.

He said... he said
it was safe here.

He said it's safe for my family.

OK.

Clayton, please listen.

You're very bad.
You lied to me.

I just wanted my
family all together.

They're all together.

I'm going to put
the gun away, OK?

Just gonna put this away.

I get it.

You just wanted to
be loved, right?

- Yeah.
- To feel important?

Clayton, is that right?

Yes, yes.

I understand.

Yeah.
- Now I can't.

Now I'm all alone again.

No, that's not true.

It's very true.

No, that's not true.

You want to know why?

Because I know someone
who loves you so, so much,

who thinks you're
incredibly important.

Who?

Dr. Lansing. He loves you.

No.

Guess what, though, Clayton?

If you hurt him, he
can't love you anymore.

He thinks of you like a son.

Why are you doing this?

Even after you hurt him,

he tried so, so hard to
come back and see you.

That's how important
he thinks you are.

You want to put him down?

Let's let him go. Do
you want to let him go?

Yes, yes.

But now I can't.

He has to die.

Clayton, don't.

Don't hurt Dr. Lansing.
He loves you so much.

He doesn't. He... he's
a... he lied to me.

No.

Ow!
- He lied to me.

You're a liar!
- No.

He's a liar.

You're all lying!

No one's lying,
Clayton. I promise.

You're very bad.

- Let's let him go, OK?
- No.

- You're a very bad man.
- Ow, ow, ow, ow!

In the leg this time.

Stay down, stay down.

- Don't move.
- My legs!

Stay on the ground.

Irene, Walter, and Michael
are all going to be OK.

Uh-oh.

Ass-chewing incoming.

You get yourself checked out?

All good.

Hey, Hassani,
listen. I'm sorry.

We should have told
you that we were...

Question.

Are you hungry?

Got to be someplace
around here still open.

I know a place.

Yo, hey.

Hey!

- Still got it.
- Nice.

All-state, three years running.

Go Badgers!

Speaking of going.

You're taking that
to the bathroom?

Wild day, huh?

I cannot have you running
off without me like that.

Trust goes both ways.

We pulled another
guard out of the rubble

this morning, dead.

He was stationed close
to where we believe

the blast originated.

I had a lab analyze
his body for C-4.

Came back positive.

You told me the explosion
came from a gas leak.

I told you what the AG told me.

I don't know what happened, but
I know it wasn't an accident.

OK, well, why would
the AG say that, then?

The only reason someone
invents a terrible lie

is to cover an even worse truth.

Bex, I need to
show you something.

You brought him here?

I knew you wouldn't be satisfied

till you saw Johnson
with your own eyes.

Rebecca?

What a surprise.

I haven't seen you since...

well...
In a long time.

Oh, my God, you've grown.

They said you were
transferred out of Sussex.

Where did they transfer you to?

Oh, a cage is a cage is a cage.

Doesn't matter where you put it.

You'd be surprised.

I petitioned for a
move to Wallens Ridge.

I wanted to be closer
to my daughter.

Don't get too comfortable.

I'll have you transferred
back to Sussex in a week.

Do you think they'd let
you still be an agent

if they knew the truth?

If your friend Agent
Odell hadn't buried it?

He knows the truth about what
really happened that night.

Or
didn't he tell you?

When you were at Quantico,

he was the one who interviewed
me for your security clearance,

and I told him everything.

What you said to the police,
to all the investigators,

to your father.

It was a lie.

You said you went down
into my garage alone.

But you took my
daughter with you.

You convinced Naomi

to go through my
personal possessions,

which she never would
have done on her own.

She was a good girl.

And now the world
thinks you're a hero.

But you and I both
know the truth.

You're just the
girl who ran away.

And left her friend behind.

And you're just a sociopath
who killed his own daughter.

Hey.

Are you OK?

You knew, and you
covered for me.

You were just a kid
when that happened,

but lying to the police
would have disqualified you

from the Bureau, and I
knew the kind of agent

you'd make someday.

Why didn't you tell me
that you knew the truth?

Because it was your story.

And I thought if you
ever wanted me to know

you'd tell me yourself
someday when you were ready.

I'm sorry.

For how it ended.

No.

No, you made the
right call.

- What do you got?
- You were right.

Ten minutes before the
blast, the digital firewall

at the prison was breached.

A thousand terabytes
of encrypted data

was removed from the server.

Can you confirm a location?

The breach occurred in the
office of Oliver Odell.

He knew the blast was coming.

I need you to send me
everything the agency has

on him right away.
- I'm on it.

Do it quietly.