- Previously on "The Hunting Party"...
- Your father is the only one
who can tell me who my biological parents really are.
- Can I speak with him?
- You know you can't.
- That's my mother.
- I know this drug.
- We found the name of the biotech firm
that made the IV bag-- Whitmore Sciences.
That is Whitmore.
- And right beside him, that's AG Mallory.
- Your job is to ensure the recapture of any
and all escaped inmates from the Pit.
- You know what? I'm done.
It's time you told Bex and Hassani everything.
- Special Agent Henderson,
we need to talk about the blast.
[dramatic music]
I know you've been asking questions about James Whitmore,
and I need to warn you,
that's a very dangerous line of inquiry.
- OK, well, what we do know is that he
killed his head researcher.
He was behind the breach at Silo 12.
What we don't know is why.
♪
- 10 years ago, Whitmore Sciences
began developing a drug called GWB45,
an empathy modulator designed to increase or decrease
empathic responses in human subjects.
- And by subjects, you mean inmates of the Pit?
Psychopaths with no empathy?
- Scientists at the Pit saw it as an opportunity
to treat their psychopathy,
increase their ability to feel empathy.
- And the military?
- Possible treatment for PTSD.
Imagine turning down a soldier's response
before going to war.
No more mental anguish over the constant loss of life.
- I'm sorry, sending a young soldier into war
as an empathy-free killing machine?
That's not exactly moral.
- Still, James Whitmore made some major breakthroughs
with this drug, so major that the military decided
to assume control over the project
as a matter of national security.
When Whitmore learned he was going to lose access
to his experiments, to his test subjects,
he flew into a rage.
[elevator bell dings]
[suppressed rapid gunfire] - [scream]
- He sent a tactical team inside Silo 12
to retrieve the inmates he believed belonged to him.
The plan was to extract his test subjects
and kill anyone that got in his way.
[rapid gunfire] - [grunting]
- [screams]
♪
- But his tactical team encountered resistance
in the tunnels of the Pit,
and we now know some of his test subjects
are still unaccounted for.
[upbeat music playing]
♪
- I haven't seen you here before.
- Yeah, I'm in from out of town.
- Oh, how long you visiting?
- One night.
- One?
But you just got here.
- Well, if you know what you're doing,
one night can last forever, right?
- [laughs]
- Can I get you another drink, Anna?
You're looking low.
- You know, I don't usually let men
buy me two drinks in a row.
You're not trying to take advantage of me, are you?
- I'm a perfect gentleman.
I swear.
- [chuckles]
- Can I get two more drinks? - Yeah. You got it.
- Manhattan for the lady
and an old-fashioned on the rocks.
Put it on my tab.
[distorted laughter and chatter]
♪
[distorted] Whoa, are you all right?
[echoing] Anna?
[laughter]
♪
Anna?
What's wrong? Let me help you.
- No, no. I'm fine.
- Whoa, whoa, you OK? - Yeah.
Can you--can you help me?
I think he put something in my drink.
- Of course.
♪
- [echoing] You OK?
I got you. I got you.
- [gasping]
I'm gonna get you home safe.
♪
- One night can last forever, right?
- Somebody save me.
Seriously, I need help.
♪
Do we love it?
Or do we hate it?
Somebody save me.
Seriously, I need help.
Do we love it?
Or do we hate it?
No, I don't know, guys, this is tough.
Do we love it?
What's going on?
Or do we hate it?
♪
- I love it.
♪
[helicopter rotors whirring]
- Whitmore was trying to erase any evidence of his company
in the Pit.
- What about the explosion?
If this was just an extraction, why blow the whole place up?
- Lazarus said it was a by-product of the firefight.
- A by-product?
We found C-4 in the rubble.
- That's one way to erase any evidence
of Whitmore's involvement.
- So you're telling me this whole thing comes down
to a disagreement about patent rights
for some super soldier pill?
- Sure, that and the trillion-dollar market
that comes with it.
- It was never about science. It was always about money.
- All right, well, if your contact is right about this,
we're gonna need some hard evidence to prove it.
- Are you sure we can trust Lazarus?
- She has her own agenda, but her intel's good.
She pulled me out of a dark place.
After I left the bureau, I was untouchable.
She was running a black ops team overseas.
She brought me in to profile high-value military targets.
And then she took a position helping to oversee the Pit.
She put me up for the warden job.
She liked having someone on the inside that she could trust.
I didn't have a lot of options after what happened.
[match strikes]
- Neither did I.
[somber music]
- You know, sometimes I wonder
what our lives would look like if I'd just put out that fire.
♪
- I try not to think about it.
♪
- [chuckles softly]
- Do you know anything else about your mother?
- Sarah, I didn't even know she existed until I was 18.
I mean, I--
I've spent my entire adult life looking for her.
I--I have to know who she is.
Could we--could we take these to your--your dad
and, I don't know, maybe if he hears her voice,
he might remember?
Sarah?
- I, um--I didn't want to tell you this before,
but I signed a DNR yesterday.
- What do you mean?
- Ever since the fall,
his condition has deteriorated.
He's, um--he's in a coma.
And the doctors don't know if he will ever wake up.
Look, I know that my father wasn't a good man,
but I can't prolong his suffering on the off chance
that he actually wakes up and suddenly remembers something.
I'm sorry.
- Sarah, it's OK. I understand.
But I have to know who I am.
- I know.
We're gonna have to find another way.
♪
- Jen. Hey.
Hey, can I ask you something?
- Uh-oh, first name. Something's wrong.
You lose your eHarmony password again?
- No.
Um, can you run vocal recognition
on an audio recording for me?
I, uh--
I need to know whose voice this is.
- Can I speak with him?
Please, just one time.
- That's it? - Can you do it?
- This isn't, like, an ex-girlfriend thing, is it?
'Cause I-- - No, no, it's, um--
it's important.
- What's it for?
- I can't tell you.
I wouldn't ask if I had any other way, but I just--
[indistinct chatter]
I need this done quietly.
- Send the file. Looks like we're up.
- We just got a hit on inmate L13, Jenna Wells.
Didn't they make a movie about her?
- Oh, they made a few.
- I've seen a documentary on her.
She's cold as they come.
Killed something like 20 people.
- 24 confirmed.
All various ages and races.
- She poisoned her victims by spiking
their medication with hard-to-trace toxins
like ricin.
- Wait, how did she get access to their medication?
- She was a pharmacist.
People got their medications from her.
- Which is why they called her the Killer Chemist.
- Well, that is not great for my trust issues.
- This is 24 hours ago.
Pulled from police body cam footage.
- She was pulled over in Colorado Springs
for failing to use her turn signal.
The ID that she gave to the officer
belongs to a Margaret Albright.
- Fake ID?
- Unfortunately, no, the car is registered to Albright,
but they look enough alike, the cop didn't even notice.
- Similarities don't end there.
Margaret Albright is also a pharmacist.
- Was a pharmacist.
- Mm, dude.
- Come on, we're all thinking it.
- Where is that car now?
- Uh, GPS says Colorado Springs.
The address shows it at Margaret's house.
- Get going.
[Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance with Somebody"]
- ♪ Yeah, whoo
- [singing along] ♪ Oh, I wanna dance with somebody ♪
♪ I wanna feel the heat with somebody ♪
♪ Yeah, I wanna dance - ♪ With somebody
♪ With-- - ♪ Somebody who loves me
- ♪ Oh, I wanna dance with somebody ♪
- Mm.
- ♪ I wanna feel the heat with somebody ♪
- ♪ Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody ♪
♪ With somebody who loves me
- Anna, your apartment is just to die for.
♪
- [smooches, giggles]
♪
- Oh, this is gonna be fun.
- [screams]
[dramatic music]
♪
- I will tell you a little secret.
We can put whatever we want in those orange pill bottles
and people will swallow it without a second thought.
People are so careful in certain aspects of their life
and so reckless in others.
I never understood why my customers
automatically trusted me,
why they assumed I wouldn't hurt them.
I mean, if I walked up to a random stranger on the street
and I said, swallow this pill, nobody would.
But if I'm behind that counter in a white coat,
everything changes.
Maybe it's because I look like a doctor,
even though pharmacy techs only go to school for five months,
and suddenly...
I'm in charge of Grandma's blood thinners.
[laughs]
It was fun.
It was fun to hand them their little bottle
of 30 pills, knowing that one bouncing around in there
would end them.
But when? Hmm. [laughs]
Who knows?
- OK, from now on, I'm Eastern medicine only.
- How did you choose your victims?
- I don't know. I mean, I just did.
I mean, Leslie whatever her name was
used to park her new BMW next to my Camry.
She thought she was better than me, so I started putting
neurotoxins in her LIPITOR.
I only found out she was dead because she stopped
picking up her automatic refills.
[laughs]
- OK, we get the picture, yeah?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, the female guards hated working her block.
She creeped them out.
They talked about her dead stare.
She was some kind of alien or something.
- I mean, it's not far off.
Most people, even killers,
exist on this spectrum of empathy.
I mean, even Son of Sam, he said he eventually regretted
his killing spree too.
But Jenna, she is a rare zero-empathy killer.
Being around people like that, there's something not,
I don't know, human about them.
They don't understand or exhibit emotions
in the traditional sense.
- So what happened to make her like that?
- Nothing.
Some people are just born that way,
which is terrifying for a profiler
because their behavior falls outside normal human drives.
There's no trauma to explain their psychopathologies.
- So why did Jenna kill?
There's always a reason, right?
- Uh, simple jealousy.
With every case, she was triggered
by the material objects that someone else had
and the life she thought went along with it--
someone's watches, their cars, whatever it was,
anything that displayed the veneer of an enviable life
that she wanted but didn't have.
- Right, why should somebody else get the life she wants?
- Exactly.
- All right, we're landing in five,
and the airstrip's a couple miles
from Margaret's place.
- [sighs]
♪
[siren wailing]
[tires squealing]
[horn blares]
[tense music]
♪
[tires screeching]
♪
- Kitchen's clear.
- Place is empty.
Jenna's not here.
- Hey, found Margaret's phone.
Jenna ditched it in the trash.
- Well, it looks like Jenna hasn't been here in a while.
- Question is, where did she go?
[door clicks open and shut]
♪
[vehicle approaches, stops]
[indistinct radio chatter]
♪
- Your apartment has so many windows, Anna.
Let's keep this closed.
♪
We don't want any weirdo Peeping Toms coming around.
♪
- Guys, I found Margaret.
- Based on the patchy red condition of the skin,
my guy thinks Jenna put cyanide on the pad of a small bandage
and then placed it at the base of the brain stem
to accelerate absorption.
- Any idea when she died?
- I mean, hard to say, given where we found her.
Probably about a week. But here's the kicker.
I spoke to some of the neighbors,
and they saw Margaret out here gardening
about two days ago.
- That would mean--
- Jenna was the one gardening.
[phone buzzes]
Hey, Oliver. What's up?
- Bex, we're sending you CCTV
of the pharmacy where Margaret works.
Jenna posed as Margaret so she could get in after hours.
She had access to any drugs she could have wanted.
- OK, we need to find her soon,
or there's gonna be a lot more bodies.
- When was this taken?
- Four days after the blast.
- So Jenna came here, she got what she wanted,
and then she hangs around for, like, a week
pretending to be Margaret.
Why would she do that?
- Where else is she gonna go?
I mean, she's a fugitive on the run.
Margaret's a good cover.
- Yeah, but this feels like more than a place
to just lay low.
- Hey, guys, I went back
and pulled Margaret's credit records.
If Jenna was living in Margaret's home
for the past week, she did a lot of spending--
groceries, takeout.
But get this: there were multiple charges
from the same swanky bar in Denver called the Tap Room
last Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night.
- What was she doing, trying to pick up a date as Margaret?
- Morales, send us that address.
- Copy.
- We're closed. - US Marshals.
We just need to ask you a few questions.
- Never mind.
What can I do for you?
- Do you recognize this woman?
She goes by Margaret Albright.
- [laughs] You're kidding, right?
Don't you guys ever talk to each other?
- What are you talking about? - You and the local cops.
They came in last night, asking about that woman too.
- Are you sure they were cops?
- They had badges.
Just like you.
- What did you tell them?
- Same thing I'm gonna tell you.
I don't recognize her.
♪
- Were you working last Sunday?
- I'm here every day.
- Right, so we know she came in three nights in a row
and then she hasn't been back since.
♪
Did she leave with someone?
- Look, I didn't overserve her, OK?
She must have been partying
before she got here or something.
I only gave her one drink.
- Margaret?
- No, the woman she left with.
♪
- Oh! What a day.
We picked up the dry cleaning.
God, they charge an arm and a leg these days, don't they?
We texted with Mom for a while.
Her birthday's coming up.
I think she appreciated the attention.
- [muffled] Please, just let me go, OK?
I'm not gonna go to the police.
I'm not gonna tell anybody.
[blender whirring]
♪
- [humming]
You can never have enough vitamin D.
- Please, please, I'm begging you.
Please, I just want to see my mom. I just--
- We take the medicine we're given.
Listen, this is just gonna take the edge off a little.
Anxiety's a killer.
♪
[tense music]
♪
- Woman's name is Anna Thomas.
- I'm sending you her address now.
[siren wailing]
- Odell, is there any chance Mallory has
another team out there looking for escapees?
- If she does, it's news to me.
- Yeah, right, she wouldn't risk
having a second team in the field.
- If they're not on our side, whose side are they on?
- Scrubbing through the CCTV.
Got them.
I'm sending you a pic of the guys
the bartender was talking about.
They look like pros to me.
- Yeah, they're not local PD.
They're heavy hitters.
Whoever they are working for, they might be ahead of you,
so do not take any chances.
Go in hot and heavy.
[door bangs open]
♪
- Go.
♪
- Clear.
- Clear here.
♪
- Clear.
There's no sign of Jenna.
- Or Anna Thomas.
- Uh, I think I know where she is.
♪
Oh--
[sighs]
Oh. - [exhales]
- Same bandage, same poison.
- Why'd you let me touch the screen?
- From the looks of it, Jenna's been living here
since she left Margaret's.
- OK, so the question is, why would she move on?
'Cause if her cover was working,
if she felt comfortable living in Margaret's house,
why go after Anna?
- Well, whatever the reason,
she got pretty comfy there fast.
I mean, look at this.
There are 65 text messages sent from Anna's phone
to various friends and family after she was abducted.
- Hold on.
Jenna sent Anna's friends texts.
Why?
- Well, sending messages is a good way
to keep people from realizing that Anna went missing.
Keeps up appearances.
- You can do that in 5 messages, not 65.
OK, Jenna would poison her victims out of jealousy.
She took advantage of the blind trust
they had in her as a pharmacist.
But once she killed them, she found that she was still
stuck in the same lifestyle she found unsatisfying.
Once she killed them, though, that was that.
But here it feels like she's, I don't know,
taking over their lives with the gardening,
the texting.
What if it's more than jealousy?
What if Jenna didn't just want what Anna and Margaret had?
What if she actually wanted to become them?
- OK, but that still doesn't explain
why she went from Margaret to Anna.
I mean, jealousy I get.
This place is a lot nicer than mine,
but it's not exactly worth killing over.
- In the field, you only change up your cover
when someone catches on.
- Maybe it has something to do
with those guys who were after her.
- Whitmore's guys are looking for Jenna.
Is she one of his test subjects?
- Jenna Wells was a mistake.
- Did she receive Whitmore's empathy drug?
- Yes, she was given the highest dosage
in the entire cohort.
It had a profound effect on her.
- Profound effect-- you want to elaborate on that?
Look, I've got two DBs in refrigerators over here
and a killer on the loose who, from what I can tell,
has something akin to dissociative identity disorder.
So let's try that again.
What did the drug do to her?
♪
- Whitmore split the atom.
He gave a psychopath pure empathy.
Unfortunately, the dosage required
had unintended side effects.
- Like blurring the lines between self and others?
- Correct.
- So Jenna isn't just pretending
to be her victims as a cover.
She actually thinks she is them.
♪
- We may have found something.
- I've been doing a deep dive on Anna,
and there is something funny about her work history.
She hasn't had a job in two years
but can afford car payments and rent on her house.
- She doesn't come from money either.
Her parents aren't the ones paying for all that.
- Yeah, but somehow Anna can still afford
monthly cash deposits between 5 and 6 grand.
- Welcome to the gig economy.
- What kind of gig pays that much?
- Have you guys seen these?
- Bunch of identical black dress shirts. So?
- You're thinking she was a waitress?
- I mean, it would make sense if she's getting paid in cash.
Morales, can you pull up Anna's GPS history?
- Yeah, sending it to you now.
- Cherry Hill, Greenwood Village,
Briar Estates-- she's been all over the city.
- Yeah, but look at all the names.
Montclair, Congress Park--
these are fancy neighborhoods.
- That's 'cause she wasn't a waitress.
She was a caterer.
- OK, let's cross-reference some of the addresses
with credit card statements, see if there's the name
of a catering company hired recently.
- On it.
- You think she's working there right now?
- One of Anna shirts is missing.
- Got it.
Golden Mountain Catering.
They're having a party tonight.
- Where?
- Whitmore Pharmaceuticals.
- We just checked the guest list.
There's over 200 people at this event.
[soft orchestral music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
- And of course, James refuses to fly
anything but private now.
- Well, the flight attendant
poured the whole drink down my back.
So the trip to Monaco--
So you should go there sometime.
- So beautiful. You have to see the sunsets.
- Honey, it's time for your toast.
- Excuse me.
- Ladies and gentlemen, our CEO, James Whitmore.
- Please, everyone.
It's time to raise a glass.
[dramatic music]
[siren wailing] - It all makes sense.
Jenna targeted Anna to get to Whitmore.
- Hold on, so this Whitmore guy
attacked a top secret government facility
just to get his science projects back?
- The drug trials Whitmore was running down in the Pit
were worth a fortune, and it turns out,
Jenna Wells was at the center of all of it.
- Yeah, which is why Whitmore's goons
were out there looking for her.
- But why blow up the Pit?
- Probably so he could cover up what he was doing down there.
- Sure, just forget about all the other people down there
who were just doing their day jobs.
I mean, this guy probably killed more people
than any of the serials in the Pit.
- Every year, we celebrate the Whitmore Foundation's
tireless commitment to solving the world's
mental health crisis with next-gen pharmaceuticals.
- How long have you guys known about this?
[dramatic music]
- We weren't sure about Whitmore until last night.
Look, Shane, I'm sorry. We should have told you sooner.
- Yeah, man, we're not trying to keep you in the dark.
Just, things are moving fast.
- That's fine.
I got secrets too.
Big secrets.
- We believe in a healthier world,
a happier world,
and, for everyone in this room, a richer world.
[laughter]
To the Foundation.
crowd: To the Foundation!
[Nat King Cole's "Lights Out"]
♪
- ♪ Lights out
♪ Sweetheart
♪
[glass shatters, crowd gasps]
- ♪ One more perfect day
[gasping]
♪ Is through
♪
♪ Lights out
♪
♪ Sweetheart
♪
♪ Close your eyes
♪ And dream
♪ Of me
♪
[computer beeps] - I've got the schematics
for the Whitmore Sciences building.
I'm sending them to you now. - And be careful.
If those are Whitmore's guys at the bar looking for Jenna,
I'd expect resistance.
- How much security does he have?
- We're about to find out.
[tense music]
♪
- Those are definitely the guys from the bar.
- Can I help you? - US Marshals.
We need to get inside. - Got a warrant?
- OK, no. How about we try this instead?
You know that fugitive your bosses have you looking for?
She's inside already.
♪
Check for vitals.
- No sign of Jenna or Whitmore. - Holy hell.
- I've got a pulse. - Me too.
Morales, we're gonna need every ambulance in the county now.
- I need you guys to stay with them
until an ambulance comes, OK?
They couldn't have gotten far.
- Please!
- You really upset Jenna. You know that?
- I wanted to make you better.
The drug was just the beginning.
Please, Jenna.
- Jenna is gone!
♪
- Drop the weapon!
- [grunts]
- Stay down. Stay on the ground!
- [grunting]
- Sir, you OK?
- I'm fine, Rick, despite your total incompetence.
- Let's get her in the car.
♪
- I'm afraid she's gonna stay here.
♪
- Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What the hell are we doing, fellas?
- Puts your guns down, guys.
- That is not gonna happen.
You're gonna have to drop yours.
- I am Special Agent Henderson with the FBI.
Sir, you do not want to do this.
- Jenna Wells is my property, so yeah, I do.
♪
- Hey, hey, hey, easy, easy.
- We are a prisoner recovery task force
from the US government.
- I don't care.
That woman is my life's work.
I've been looking everywhere for her.
- Yeah, unfortunately, Jenna Wells
is gonna be coming with us.
So whether you guys want to get shot or not, that is up to you.
- What are we doing here, Mr. Whitmore?
- [gasps]
- Mr. Whitmore.
- [gasping]
I can't see.
- Mr. Whitmore.
- [groans]
[gunshot] - [shouts]
[dramatic music]
[muffled gunshots]
[gunshots] - [groans]
[gunshots]
- Shane, cover me.
- [grunts]
- Jenna's on the move.
[gunshots]
- I got you.
♪
Come on. - [breathing heavily]
♪
[gunshots]
♪
- Hey--hey, Rick, you want to have a little chat?
- Yeah.
- 'Cause your options are not looking too good right now.
Your boss, he's dead.
And your guy, he just shot a federal officer who, um--
♪
Well, he happens to be a really good friend of mine,
and I'm not that interested in watching him die.
But I'm also not interested in killing you,
so let's make a deal.
You toss your gun,
and you won't go to prison for the rest of your life.
♪
Last chance, Rick.
♪
- Hands on the back of your head.
Do it now.
- You're gonna be OK.
Stay with me.
- We're good friends? - Yeah.
- That's nice.
♪
[siren wailing]
[tense music]
♪
- How many times was he shot?
- Once in the abdomen.
- Hey, hang in there, buddy.
- Get me 2 units of O negative, STAT.
- Get a crash cart on stand by. - No!
- Saline in IV.
- Sir, you're going into surgery.
I promise you'll get all of this back.
- Not a chance.
The ring stays on.
- You two need to wait inside.
We'll take care of him from here.
Page radiology. I want X-rays.
- Hey, it's nothing but a flesh wound, yeah?
You'll be fine.
- Yeah, it's a nothing thing.
Catch you on the other side.
- Go, let's go!
♪
- Bex. Hey, hey.
♪
- How bad?
- We don't know yet.
- He lost a lot of blood.
♪
- I don't like this. He should be out by now.
- Doctor said he'd update us as soon as he can.
Hassani's a rock. He'll pull through.
- Gonna call Morales.
[tense music]
- The three of you, with me--now.
♪
Do you understand just what an unmitigated disaster this is?
200 people were poisoned with blood pressure medication,
including members of the press.
James Whitmore is dead.
And the escapee, Jenna Wells, is in the wind,
not to mention Hassani got himself shot.
- OK, they ambushed us.
- Whitmore's people turned on us.
He wanted Jenna Wells for himself.
- She was one of his test subjects.
But you already knew that, didn't you?
- Excuse me?
♪
All of you are shut down, effective immediately.
- Are you serious? - Whoa, whoa. Hold on.
- Jenna Wells is still out there.
You can't do this.
- I already did.
I'm closing the command center until I can assemble
a proper team for the job, one that understands
the meaning of discretion.
You three, dismissed--now.
♪
[sirens wailing]
♪
[phone beeps]
[line rings]
- Can I speak with him?
Please, just one time.
[phone buzzes]
Can I speak with him?
- Bex, how's Hassani?
- We, uh--we don't know yet.
But we did speak with Mallory.
Is it true she's shutting us down?
- Yeah. I'm sorry.
There's nothing I can do to stop them.
- Look, I need to call Hassani's wife.
Can you get ahold of her number?
- Bex, I thought you knew.
- Knew what?
- His wife died two years ago.
That's why he's been stateside for the past couple years.
[somber music]
- What? What is it?
- Your friend is awake.
- Bex, are you OK?
- Yeah, I'll call you back, OK?
- Yeah.
♪
- Hey, buddy.
- Hey, what are you bums still doing here?
Jenna's still out there.
- Well, we had to stick around, make sure you weren't
giving the nurses too hard a time.
- Doctor said everything went great.
- Bex, you all right?
I mean, I'm the one on a liquid diet
for the next couple months.
- Mallory shut us down.
She's bringing in a new team to take over.
♪
- Well, they're not here yet.
So if you want Wells, you better get out there.
- Let's fly home, get cleaned up,
meet back at the command center.
We still have the plane.
We'll be in Cheyenne in 30.
We'll get her.
- I know you will.
[tense music]
♪
Go on. Get out of here.
♪
[shower curtain rattles]
[water running]
[ominous music]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
- Bex, I got something here that you need to see.
- Miss me?
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
[line ringing]
- Come on, come on.
- Hey, it's Oliver Odell. Leave a message.
- Oh, God.
♪
- What have you done?
Where's Bex?
♪
Where's Bex?
- I am Bex.
Over to the computer.
Let's go.
- Hi, this is Shane. Leave it at the beep.
- Crap.
Shane, Jenna Wells was in my room.
She took my gun, my badge, and my phone.
She's at the command center right now.
Don't call me back. Just meet me there, OK?
[tense music]
♪
- Shane, Jenna Wells was in my room.
She took my gun, my badge, and my phone.
[tires squealing]
[engine revving]
[phone rings]
- Bex.
- No, it's Sarah.
- Sarah, hey, uh, can I call you back?
I'm just in the middle of something.
- It's my dad.
He woke up.
If you want to play him the tapes, I'm with him now.
♪
- OK, uh, I'll come by right after work.
- No, Shane, if you want to do this, you need to come now.
The nurses don't know how long this will last.
He might not even make it through the night.
Shane, this might be our only chance.
♪
- If you've harmed even a hair on her head--
- You'll what? - Jenna.
- Jenna Wells is dead.
And now that Whitmore is dead, the only place
that still has a record of Jenna Wells' afterlife is here.
So you're gonna delete it.
- I'm not doing anything until you tell me
what you've done to her.
- I think you already know.
But there is an antidote to the neurotoxin
if you get it in time.
So do what I want, and maybe you can still stop it.
Start deleting.
[speaking indistinctly]
Why is this taking so long?
Hurry up.
Faster. - I'm doing everything I can--
- Come on, Shane, where are you?
- He's resting now. We'll be back in a little bit.
♪
Nice jacket, Jenna.
Put the gun down.
- Bex. - You OK?
- Just shoot her.
- This is interesting.
- Put the gun down--now.
- Are we sure we want Oliver alive?
He's caused us so much pain.
♪
Oh, maybe we like pain.
♪
- We want this to be over.
We don't want to hurt him.
- Are we sure?
I mean, he--he really, really cares about us,
but do we feel the same?
- It's OK.
- Oh.
Oh, that's telling.
OK.
You know, we should visit our daughter
when this is all over.
She really misses us.
- OK, look, you can put on my clothes,
you can go through my messages, but you are not me.
You are Jenna Wells.
- Jenna Wells is dead!
- No, she isn't.
And you want to know how I know?
Because Anna Thomas didn't know James Whitmore.
You did. You wanted revenge.
You wanted to kill him.
- No, I deserved revenge!
[gunshot]
[somber guitar music]
- Charlotte? Oh.
- No, Dad, Mom's not here.
It's me, Sarah.
I need to show you something, OK?
♪
- ♪ I hurt myself today
- You've added the big teeth, hmm?
- ♪ To see if I still feel
- Do you know who that is?
- That's the boy.
It's Shane.
- ♪ The only thing that's real ♪
♪ The needle tears a hole
- You two all right?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, we're OK.
- Can I speak with him?
Please, just one time?
Can I speak with him?
Please, just one time?
- Voice recognition complete.
♪
- ♪ What have I become
- Please, just one time.
- Who is that woman?
Why can't she be with her son?
- She's not down there anymore.
- ♪ Everyone I know
- She graduated.
- ♪ Goes away in the end
♪ And you could have it all
♪ My empire of dirt
♪ I will let you down
- It's done.
- ♪ I will make you hurt
♪
- OK, we--
we need to get this cleaned up.
- Oliver.
♪
- It's all right. You don't need to explain.
You and I were a long time ago, but
you always show up when I need you.
- ♪ My sweetest friend
♪ Everyone I know
- Oliver.
- ♪ Goes away in the end
- Bex. - Oh, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
Oh, God. No, no, no.
Shane, go get help now!
Go!
No.
♪
You're fine. You're fine.
No, it's all gonna be OK.
- ♪ I will make you hurt
- I lied.
I lied.
I think about you and Sam.
I think about you guys.
- It's OK.
- ♪ A million miles away
♪ I would keep myself
♪ I would find a way