01x10 - Our System

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Previously on Hunters...

You're not suicidal, Flynn. You're angry.

The Hunters did something to you.

Flynn: Why didn't you tell me the truth?

Why did the Hunters target me? Why?

Because you left when you should have d*ed.

So who cares?

Jackson: Emme does. You're all she has now.

And until you find out what really happened, it will k*ll you.

But your father, we have him.

Finnerman did this to you?

A soldier brought me here.

Polynesian looking, had an accent.

This guy?

We've reunited you with your daughter.

I only ask that you translate Hunter recordings that we've intercepted.

I think Hunters are reverting to your alien shells because Musa is planning a nuclear att*ck.

And Musa has been working with Viktor Karp, and arms dealer who has access to long range missiles.

Ted: Your mother tried to k*ll me.

She's Musa's right hand. As long as I'm alive, you're in danger.

(groans)

Protect the innocent ones.

Please, someone help us!

(rap music playing)

man: Alba, Biel, or Jones?

Easy, Jessica Jones all the way.

Over this?

You're insane, Brecke.

It's hypothetical, man.

So hypothetically, he'd bang a comic book chick instead of her.

(Clinton impersonation) I did not have sexual relations with that cartoon.

Shouldn't you be scouting?

Oh, I'm scouting all right.

You're a piece of work, Carroll.

Says the guy with papercuts on his d*ck.

(all laughing)

All right. All right, all right.

Hold up. Keegan, turn that sh*t down.

(music volumes lowers)

Flynn: We got an encampment. 10:00.

What the hell is Tali doing out here?

Flynn: Waiting to throw us a party in a freaking circus tent?

We got a convoy 15K behind us. We should check it out, clear it.

We're out of I.R. range. We'll need to move in closer.

Two ways through.

The canyon's shorter.

It's a blind approach.

Blind for them, too.

Your call, scout, what's it's gonna be?

(engine starts)

Canyon.

Flynn: Damn it! That's not good.

Back it up! Back it up!

Outlaw 1, Outlaw 1, we got a roadblock.

Bob, get us out of here.

Roger that.

(g*nshots)

(cries out)

Yates is hit!

Taking fire!

(cries out)

They're blocking our way out!

Get out!

Go, go, go!

(machinegun fire)

Come on!

Let's move, move, move, now!

Come on, move, move!

Go! Go, go, go, go, go!

He's hit! Fall back!

Brecke, no!

(cries out)

My leg's hit!

Brecke, up!

Come on, soldier!

(creature clicking)

(groans)

Outlaw one!

I'm with Brecke, Keegan, and Yates!

We're surrounded! Say again, we're surrounded!

(creature clicking)

We keep sh**ting, but they're not going down!

♪♪
♪ I'm calling for you ♪
♪ You are why I'm still breathing ♪
♪ For you ♪♪

(creature clicking)

(man screaming)

Jackson: Some Hunter victims like Jules Calloway have the same scar on the forearm that you have.

Except I'm still here and they're not.

Yeah, there's got to be some reason you survived.

Brecke may know why.

I've got a D.O.D. bird that'll fly you to Alabama.

From there, you take a car to Brecke's home.

See if his recollection of the att*ck on your unit is any better than yours.

Will do. And sir, tell Agent Regan I'm sorry for her loss.

Yeah.

(machine g*nf*re)

Ow, my leg!

You're good. You're gonna be okay.

I'm out!

They've got sn*pers on both ends of the canyon.

There's no way out.

Screw that.

I got us in here, I'm gonna get us out!

sh*t! I'm out, too.

(creature clicking)

(growling)

There was this one time, I was ten, I was molting.

It used to freak me out.

Layers of myself just falling off.

And my dad did this really corny thing.

He showed me a caterpillar in our backyard molting out of its cocoon.

And he said, "Don't hate what you are."

"Be patient.

Someday, we'll all have wings."

Finnerman said no, didn't she?

Your request was denied. He'll be autopsied like the others.

Regan... Allison...

I will f*cking k*ll her.

My father k*lled himself because of that bitch. You realize that?

(sighs)

Jackson: You need to take some time off.

Grieve.

Dr. James can arrange counseling.

Because that's what humans do?

Because that's what you need.

When my father d*ed...

You prayed and you got fixed.

Well, I don't work like that.

Allison, all I'm suggesting is you...

I said I'm fine.

All right.

(phone ringing)

Hey, Emme.

I need to see you.

I miss you too, but I can't today, I'm out of town.

It's important.

We can talk now.

What's wrong? You okay?

I can't talk about this on the phone.

Can you please get down here?

It's important I see you now.

Emme, I'm really sorry. I gotta take care of something.

Just a quick work trip. I'll see you as soon as I get back.

Flynn, you don't understand.

I do.

I hear you.

Look, if it's urgent, maybe the staff can help, yeah?

No, they can't.

Emme?

(grunting)

Hello, Carroll.

I had a feeling you'd show up here one day.

They got me stationed at Red Stone now.

Space and m*ssile Defense Command.

Got you pushing papers at the S.M.D.C., huh?

Can't push much else these days.

Hey, Katie!

I got someone I'd like you to meet.

This here is Flynn Carroll.

We served together in '06, '07.

Well, the pleasure is most certainly mine.

Welcome.

Nice to meet you.

I hear my husband was a bit of a handful in his unruly youth.

This guy? Always a gentleman.

That's what I keep telling her.

You look thirsty.

Let's get you a drink.

I've suggested the cause of death was exsanguination.

He ruptured an artery.

Generally, this wouldn't be fatal to a human form Hunter, but he was in a very weak physical state from the t*rture.

The interruption of blood supply also collapsed his echolocation chambers.

Under the ears, where the clicks are generated.

Briefing in ten.

Regan?

I heard you.

Don't be late.

You don't need to see this, Allison.

Yes, I do.

Okay.

(motor whirring)

Beautiful wife, kids, this house.

I gotta hand it to you, man. You really put it together.

Nine years is a long time, Flynn.

Something tells me you're not just here for some scotch and a quick "how ya doin'?"

I need to know what you remember from over there.

It was a two-year tour, a lot happened.

I'm talking about the parts you might want to forget.

I figured.

Why now?

Like you said.

Nine years.

I figured it's time.

Bullshit.

All these years, you never once called.

Never even came to see me.

You know why.

My call to take our unit through that canyon. It was my fault.

Whatever happened back then, it's history.

I've moved on.

So should you.

I've tried, man, but I can't.

Something happened to me. To us.

I need to get past it.

We have the translations Regan's father did for Finnerman.

I'm attempting to use them for decryption, but there is a question about whether he was, in fact, cooperating.

Stay on it.

Keep me posted.

Briggs, any word on Karp?

I got a guy in CISEN, Mexican intelligence.

Says Karp was in the country working on a large-scale weapons deal.

We know the Hunters have the cash flow from their dr*gs trade.

Well, Karp's in the wind now, so that lead's gone.

Regan: How do you screw that up?

I gave you the exact location of his compound.

And he cleared it out after you failed to capture anyone.

Enough.

I'll contact NSA, TSA.

If Karp pops his head up, we'll know.

You don't need to do that.

Say again?

Finnerman's taking point on interagency cooperation.

I guess you're out of the loop.

Guess we know whose teat you're suckling.

You don't know jack sh*t.

That will be all for now.

Oh, but Regan's got more to say.

Come on. Spit it out, Guano.

You captured my father for Finnerman.

Is this true?

No.

How long have you been her lapdog?

How long have you been his bitch.

Back off!

Come on.

Let's settle this. Girl-to-girl.

What the hell did you just say?

Briggs! Regan!

Lockers. Stay out of the lab.

My office, right now.

There you go! Yeah!

(grunting)

(straining)

(man screaming)

They got Yates.

Yates!

We're coming, buddy!

(creature clicking)

(screaming continues)

(whispers) Flynn.

Flynn, come here.

Yeah, yeah?

I can't feel it.

It's nothing, all right?

All right, you're in shock.

Damn it, stop lying to me.

I'm gonna die here.

We're walking out of here.

You hear me, huh?

Yeah.

We're walking out of here.

(creature clicking)

(clicking continues)

After the firefight, we were taken.

I was the third guy the Haji's pulled out. That's all I remember.

And did you see it?

The thing that took you out of the pit?

It?

A man pulled me out.

Had a drape pulled over his head so I couldn't see his face.

You were the second to last one taken, and not by a Haji.

Who took me, then?

I need you to believe me.

Believe what?

The thing that pulled us out... was a monster.

(chuckling)

You're not serious.

I didn't get a good look at it when we were there, but the last couple weeks, I started seeing it, in nightmares, flashes in my mind.

I call it the Mandrake, after a book I read when I was a kid.

Flynn?

You were hallucinating.

We were days without food, hearing our buddies getting tortured.

I wasn't hallucinating.

It was real.

Boogeyman out of a kid's book?

Flynn, listen to yourself.

I know what I saw.

And I know you saw it, too.

Look, I get it.

You don't want to deal with it.

But Brecke, brother, I'm begging you.

You have to tell me exactly what you saw out there.

Just tell me what you remember.

You sure you want to know?

Yes.

I'm sure.

You were the only one they pulled out of that pit.

When they put you back in with the rest of us, you were different.

Our captors didn't k*ll a single one of us.

You did.

It can't be true.

I'm not a m*rder*r.

What you did was unthinkable.

But so was what we went through.

No man should have survived that.

I don't blame you for what you did, coming apart like that.

I'm just thankful it wasn't me.

I wouldn't lie to you, Flynn, I'm sorry.

I need a minute.

Sure.

(panting)

(creature clicking)

You're not real!

You're in a book!

You're not real! You're in a book!

(creature roars)

Two weeks after Regan's father was detained, you were transferred into Finnerman's division of the D.O.D.

That transfer feels more like quid pro quo than a coincidence.

I don't speak Latin, so.

I just follow orders.

You took Regan's father into custody at Finnerman's behest.

Are you still getting orders from her?

Agent Briggs, yes or no?

Are you still getting direct orders from Assistant Secretary Finnerman?

Loyalty is what makes me valuable.

If the assistant secretary asks for my discretion, I'll have to comply.

Don't ask, don't tell, that's your policy?

I have nothing to hide, and so help me if that Guano takes another cr*ck at my personal life.

I will skin her scaly ass.

Secrets will destroy this unit.

So will a lack of leadership, sir.

You watch your attitude, son.

Do not test me.

Work your weapons contacts, try to find the line on Karp.

The new cryptographer is working on decoding the Hunter language.

Regan will work separately with her until you two cool down.

Oh, I can cool down, sir.

Guanos can't.

Get out of my office.

(sighs)

Come with me, Agent.

Now.

You're going to t*rture me for going after Briggs.

Bring it on.

I can't hurt any more than I already do.

I know you can't.

I also know the treatment makes you feel better.

Just a low dose.

Take the edge off the pain you're experiencing.

That's all I'm suggesting.

What? You're offering me a treatment?

But you've said this is like dr*gs, that I should deal with my sh*t the human way.

When you don't believe in my God, you won't accept my comfort.

This is all I can offer you, Allison.

And what if it affects me in the field?

You're affected now.

I don't want to be weak.

That's the last thing you are.

I'll run it. Nobody else need know.

(high pitch whine)

(straining)

(sobbing)

You need to leave, now.

Excuse me?

After all these years, you came back to dredge up the past?

Bad things happen, I get it.

Bob made a terrible mistake, but he forgave himself.

What mistake?

The ambush.

Bob ordered you to go through that canyon.

Bob told you it was his call to take us through the canyon?

It wasn't his fault.

I just don't want to see him clam up again.

He's really opened up ever since the accident.

What accident?

What, he didn't tell you?

Three years ago, Bob drove off the road one night coming home late from work.

He went missing for two weeks.

He never said a word to me about Paktia before that, but after we found him, he opened up.

It's like he's a whole new man now.

You okay?

I need to use your bathroom.

Okay.

(knocking on door)

Bob: Flynn?

Everything okay in there?

Um, be right out.

(toilet flushes)

You all right?

Yeah, Katie asked me to leave, so...

I know, she overreacted. You should stay for dinner.

Yeah, I can't.

After what you just told me, I really should get going.

No, that's exactly why you should stay.

Calm down. Pull yourself together.

I insist.

I'll just call my kid and tell her I'll be late.

Family first.

Get you a beer.

(phone vibrating)

Flynn: Hi, Emme, it's me.

I'm just checking in, I'm gonna be home late.

It's Carroll.

(fingers snapping)

Get a line on his cell.

Flynn: I'm visiting an old friend.

I'll see you soon, kiddo.

Carroll's in trouble.

I want everything we've got on a Lieutenant Colonel Bob Brecke.

Cheers.

Yeah.

Lieutennant Colonel Breake is stationed at Redstone.

Flynn's cell pings at his home address.

Hunters want him, too?

Jackson: We don't know.

Take a team to his address.

There's a D.O.D. chopper standing by.

I'll keep a trace on Carroll's phone.

Whatever you say, sir.

Flynn, would you like to lead grace?

It's been a while. Just keep it honest, you'll do fine.

Dear Father, thank you for this food and the hands that prepared it.

Bless us and keep us all safe from harm.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

(beeping)

Flynn, it's five hours and seven minutes since we spoke.

Why haven't you called me back?

I have papers and photos from those boxes in our house.

I know Abby isn't who we thought she was.

She knows about Abby? How?

Play it again.

Flynn, it's five hours and seven minutes since we spoke.

Why haven't you called me back?

I have papers and photos from those boxes in our house.

I know Abby isn't who we thought she was.

Everything all right with Emme?

I didn't realize I mentioned her name.

I've been stalking you.

You know, on Facebook.

She's a teenager, yeah?

You must worry about her all the time.

Yeah.

Scary world out there.

Accidents happen.

I heard Katie telling you about mine.

I have awful good hearing.

But you knew that already, didn't you?

I have papers and photos from those boxes in our house.

What boxes is she talking about?

We need to find out.

Agent Regan will handle it.

Perhaps Allison's not in a fit state with her father's death so recent.

How would you assess your state, Agent Regan?

Are you fit for duty?

Yes, ma'am.

If the girl can't reach Carroll, she may talk to someone else about what she's found, so you're to find out what she knows and respond accordingly.

You want me to contain her?

Well, I won't have this unit compromised by a child showing off on the playground.

Then find someone else.

Get your boy toy Briggs to do your dirty work.

I believe that you have requested your father's remains be returned to you.

Yeah, to bury him.

Not cut him up like some animal.

His years in the black site make him an invaluable specimen to us.

Are you even hearing this?

My orders override Commander Jackson's.

You do your job, Agent, and then we'll talk about your father.

I was thinking later, you and I take a drive out to the base.

I can show you around.

I'd love to.

But I got my daughter waiting for me.

She'll understand.

I'll call that kiddo myself if you like.

Here.

Let me help you with that.

No, she's got it.

Don't you, sweetie?

You stay right there.

Bob, he's just trying to help.

Thank you.

(roars)

(grunts)

Boys, stay inside!

(clicks)

(roars)

Hi, Emme.

Who are you?

I work with Flynn.

Where is he?

I called him six-and-a-half hours ago.

Why hasn't he called me back?

Is he all right?

He's fine.

We had a big break in the case.

You mean Abby's m*rder.

He told me you left him a message.

That you had information about Abby.

I'd better wait for Flynn.

No, it's cool.

You can show me whatever you have, he won't mind.

Okay.

But it isn't here.

Then where is it?

I'll show you.

Holy sh*t.

(panting)

No. No.

What the f*ck?

(creature snarls)

(creature clicking)

(panting)

(clicking)

(clicking)

(straining)

(Bob grunting)

(clicking)

What's Flynn's favorite food?

What?

How would I know?

I thought you said you were his friend.

Work friends.

We don't talk about stuff like that.

Then what do you talk about?

Our work is confidential.

We work for Homeland Security.

That's cool. I didn't know that.

Flynn never talks about his work with you?

No...

We don't talk about anything, really.

Mostly we just fight.

Where are we going?

My class went on a hike a couple of days ago.

They say it's therapeutic.

They found a trailer.

Is that where the files are?

I never said I had files.

Flynn told me.

What's wrong?

I need to pee.

We can go back.

No, it's okay.

I'll go here.

Hey!

(grunts)

Who are you?

Where is Flynn? Did you hurt him?

Are you one of those things?

I didn't hurt Flynn.

Are you gonna hurt me?

You know something about Abby.

Something important and you're going to show me.

Or what?

(sighs)

(g*nsh*t)

(grunts)

(groans)

I'm sorry.

I... I didn't mean to hurt you.

Not a good move, kid.

I'm not gonna ask again.

(sobbing)

It's okay.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm here to help.

Can you tell me who did this?

Was it a monster?

Was it someone you recognize?

Was it your dad?

Okay, come on.

man: Agent Briggs.

Get those kids out of here.

(line ringing)

Jackson.

Confirming Brecke's a Hunter, running a hidden comms center.

No sign of Flynn.

(clicking and roaring)

(straining)

This file has pictures of bodies.

They're not human.

(motor whirring)

These are fake, right?

Like alien autopsies are real.

That's what I thought, too.

But then I found these.

Abby's skin did the same thing.

You saw it?

Just once.

Um, I walked in on it once by mistake.

She was rubbing lotion on it.

It's exactly the same as in these pictures.

And these pictures are of non-human subjects.

That's what it says in the notes.

Whatever these things are, that's what Abby was.

And it's what you are, too, isn't it?

There's even more stuff in the... in the boxes at Flynn's house.

Pictures and files. I read them all.

(grunts)

(coughing)

ETU is on the way. They'll find Katie's body.

Not really your concern anymore, is it?

(growls)

(clicking)

I don't know what he sees in you.

Who?

Musa.

If it were up to me, I would have eaten you alive.

(straining)

You were there.

You were one of the Hunters at Paktia.

(creature clicking)

(clicking continues)

Flynn: Brecke, what's happening?

(creature clicking)

What the f*ck is that?

(clicking)

The Great Hunt.

You boys were the prey.

(growls)

(grunts)

It's you.

(roars)

You're the Mandrake!

We'll finish what I started.

(Flynn screaming)

Bob: Go, Flynn, run.

I'm not leaving you.

Run.

Run.

Run! Run!

(all clicking)

(creature clicking)

(clicking)

(creature shrieks)

Flynn: Hang on, Bob. I'm getting you out of here.

I got you, I got you.

You saved Bob, and it saved you.

Why?

Musa thought it was a sign.

That's bullshit.

Musa's been wrong before.

I got Bob eventually.

(grunts)

His accident. Your leg.

Cut mine off to match him, the lame son of a bitch.

(grunting)

(screaming)

You m*rder*d my friend!

(clicking)

(clicks)

(yells)

(creature cries out)

Why did you look in those boxes?

Why couldn't you just leave this all alone? Stupid, stupid kid.

All this weird stuff was happening.

Abby's missing, Abby's dead, Abby's a something.

I needed to know the truth.

Doesn't help.

Can I please just call my dad?

Flynn is not your dad.

He's all I've got!

Too low.

The dose was too low.

What are you talking about?

Protect the innocents.

She's going to cut him up.

Who? Who's getting cut up?

You're not making sense.

Someday, we'll all have wings.

(panting)

(straining)

(groans)

Why did Musa let me live?

(growls)

A sign of what?

Tell me!

(groans)

This... this is for P.F.C. Brecke, you son of a bitch.