The Hunting Party (2025) s01e09 Episode Script

1
Previously on "The Hunting Party"
Dr. Dulles, you have a visitor.
Your father is the only one
who can tell me
who my biological parents really are.
There was a breach at Silo 12.
We need to see Silo 12.
I know this drug it's the same
one they gave Richard Harris.
We found the name of the biotech firm
that made the IV bag
Whitmore Sciences.
That is Whitmore.
And that is AG Mallory.
Your job is to ensure the recapture
of any and all escaped inmates
from the Pit.
I know something about the blast.
[dramatic music]
[breathing heavily]
Shh.
Don't look away.
This is important.
Our time together is almost over, so
tell me something.
If you could see your family
one last time
what would you say?
♪
- Go on, answer me.
- [whimpers]
[crying] I would tell
tell my parents
how much I love them.
[sniffles]
- What else?
- [breathing heavily]
That I'll miss them [grunts]
And not to be sad because
because I know they love me, too.
[inhales deeply, whimpering]
Pay close attention now.
[breathing heavily]
[breathing shakily]
♪
No! No!
No, please, please!
Aah! Please!
- [screaming]
- [whimpering]
[thunder rumbling]
♪
Hello, students.
The Casper Community College
Library is now closing.
Please return any borrowed
material before you leave.
Thank you.
[indistinct chatter]
Burning that midnight oil
again, huh, Lily.
Uh, sorry, Mrs. Flannery,
I have a big exam coming up,
and I lost track of time again.
Uh, I'll see you tomorrow.
[thunder booms]
[engine turning over]
♪
[thunder rumbling]
♪
[engine revving, tires squealing]
Aah!
[groans softly]
Shane, nice to see you again.
- Hi.
- What are you drawing?
Do you remember these sessions?
Not when I was this young.
I remember a different office
that my parents made me go to, but
I was a teenager, not a little kid.
I'm going to show you some pictures,
and you tell me what you see, okay?
- That one is a bird.
- A bird.
Shane, my father was a lot of things,
but he was not
a child psychologist, so
- Why was he so interested in me?
- How about this one?
James Whitmore sent this statement
out to Corporate last week.
Good morning, friends
and esteemed colleagues.
Yesterday we lost one of our own,
one of this company's
most brilliant minds.
Dr. Michelle Elliott
died in a car accident.
I don't have the words
to convey how much Michelle
meant to this company
or to me personally.
Michelle Elliott was the head of Research
and Development for Whitmore Sciences.
As we know, Whitmore supplied
the Pit with medications
being used on the inmates.
So less than a week after the blast,
Whitmore's head of R&D was
killed in a freak car accident.
That's a bit of a
coincidence, don't you think?
My wife likes to say "coincidence is when
you can't see who's pulling the strings."
She was four times
over the legal limit.
Problem is, Michelle Elliott
was 14 years sober.
So Whitmore knows
that there's a possibility
of them being exposed
for human experimentation.
You don't think that James Whitmore
might consider the head of R&D
a bit of a loose end, huh?
I have a friend
in the Sheriff's Office.
I'll see if I can get
more details on her crash.
In the meantime,
we need to know more
about James Whitmore.
Let us remember Michelle's light.
[cell phone chimes, vibrates]
And carry on in her spirit.
[cell phones vibrating]
Time to go to work.
♪
Morales just filled me in.
Witnesses in Casper, Wyoming,
spotted a man running
a cyclist off the road.
Pulled her into his white-panel
van before speeding away.
White-panel van how original.
Hey, so the victim's name
is Lily Jacobs.
Okay, we have anything else?
Casper PD ran some prints
they pulled off the bicycle.
Luckily, we have an algorithm
running interference,
so the locals came up empty-handed.
All hits on escapees
come straight to us.
The prints belong to Tom Beecher.
♪
What is it? What am I missing?
♪
Um
Tom Beecher
was an old case file of mine.
He killed over a dozen women
before he was finally caught.
Beecher had a highly
defined behavioral pattern
structured around maximizing
his victims' psychological suffering.
He would bask in their powerlessness.
He targeted girls
in their early to mid-20s.
He would, uh, keep a girl alive
for days at a time
while he searched for a second victim.
Then when he finally had
two women under his control,
he would torture and kill the first
in front of the second,
forcing her to watch
as he suffocated her
with a plastic bag.
- That's pure evil.
- During their captivity,
he would call the parents
of his victims.
Like the Golden State Killer,
he enjoyed taunting them.
Eh, it went further than taunting.
He would describe in detail
all the ways he was going
to torture their children.
There's something else.
This is Beecher's inmate file.
♪
Why is it so much lighter
than the other ones?
He spent the last seven years
in the medical ward,
so he wasn't receiving
psychiatric treatment,
nor was he part of any studies.
Inmates down there were usually in
end-of-life-type situations, like hospice care.
So what was wrong with him?
File says he had a series of strokes
shortly after his arrival to the Pit.
How does a guy in that
condition escape from the Pit
- after the blast?
- I don't know.
As far as we know, he's the only inmate
from the medical ward who did.
I'm going to keep digging.
We're going to go
to Lily's parents' house.
Beecher is still Beecher he's
going to contact them soon.
[indistinct chatter,
telephones ringing]
♪
Hey, if, uh if I remember correctly,
Casper, Wyoming, is your hometown, too.
Well, everyone's from somewhere.
♪
Uh, I'm good, Bex, really.
Yeah
because we're going to bring
Lily Jacobs home, okay?
Yeah.
♪
[insects chirping]
[person whimpering]
♪
Don't worry.
I'm going to find you
a friend very soon.
[crying, continues whimpering]
[dramatic music]
.
[indistinct chatter]
Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs
I can't begin to imagine
what you guys must be feeling.
I have a daughter, too. She's
a little younger than Lily.
All we want is to bring
your daughter home safely.
Yesterday morning, I was
in the shower when Lily left.
I didn't get a chance
to say I love you.
I always make a point
of giving her a kiss
and a hug every morning.
I'm sure Lily knows
how much you love her.
You said the FBI
had a lead on a suspect.
So what does this person want?
- A ransom?
- No.
- We don't have money.
- No, no, I need to be clear.
This is not about money.
This is about power and control.
This man wants you two
to feel powerless.
We already do.
How much more powerless can we feel?
[somber music]
♪
This man is going to call you,
and he's going to say
some very awful things.
Things that might be painful to hear.
If it isn't about money,
why is he going to call?
Because he's a monster.
Sorry.
I'm gonna have to ask you
to do the hardest thing possible,
and when he calls, I need you
to answer and talk to him
and keep him on the phone
as long as you possibly can.
♪
[sobbing]
♪
It's all my fault, really.
My car was in the shop,
so she offered to lend me hers.
That's the only reason
she was biking home.
You can't think like that.
That's the kind of person Lily is.
She'd give you the jacket off her back.
I just If only I
[cell phone ringing, vibrating]
- [exhales sharply]
- Okay.
- Here we go.
- Just keep him talking, okay?
[ringing, vibrating continue]
[dramatic music]
♪
Hello?
Hi, Mom.
Who is this?
You know, your daughter
is a very special young woman
very full of life.
- What have you done with her?
- Oh, I have a lot of plans.
She and I are going to have such fun.
Well, it'll be fun for me, at least.
She's been asking for you.
Do you want to speak with her?
She's right here.
Lily, Lily, can you hear me?
[crying] Hello?
[gasps] L-Lily, I'm here, baby.
Is anyone there?
- Hello?
- Lily! Lily! Lily!
Hello? Where am I?
Why why why can't she hear me?
Don't you know, sweet child?
This is where I'm going to kill you.
[line clicks, beeping]
[sobbing] Wait, wait
♪
[computer beeping]
Morales, were you able
to get a location?
Got it. He's using
an unregistered cell phone.
The call pinged off of a cell
tower on the east side of town.
- Can you pinpoint the location?
- Working on it.
Almost. [computer beeping]
Got him.
He's at the Brighton Motel,
East 2nd Street.
[engine revving, tires squealing]
♪
[[tires screech]
[humming]
♪
- Freeze! Get down!
- Get on the bed!
Hands behind your back!
Put them on your back!
[handcuffs clicking]
Beecher is in custody.
What about Lily?
- I remember you.
- Where is she?
- We know you kidnapped a girl.
- I left her in the bathroom.
[person whimpers]
Lily, hold on.
[whimpering]
Okay. It's it's okay.
I'm with the police.
You're safe. You're safe. You're safe.
It's okay. It's okay. You're safe now.
- Bex, is Lily okay?
- It's not her.
- What?
- What do you mean it's not her?
- Lily is not here.
- Then where is she?
Sit.
What did you do with the other girl?
It's okay. We're going
to get you out of here, okay?
What the hell is all this?
♪
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Hello?
Hello?
Lily never was on that phone call.
It was a recording.
.
The young woman from
the motel was Sofia Alonso
24 years old, no connection to Lily,
no connection to Tom Beecher.
She's currently at the ER
with a grade 3 concussion,
but she'll make a full recovery.
We know Beecher's victims overlap.
Was she able to tell us
anything about Lily Jacobs?
Unfortunately, no. Beecher
never said a word to Sofia,
and she never saw anyone else.
Okay, well, the van
is currently being dusted
for fingerprints,
and at least two match Lily's.
And we're combing
through the sticky notes.
There's nothing like directions
or location for Lily anywhere.
What about that recording
found at the scene?
Yeah, why would Beecher
record that with Lily?
Just to play it to her parents?
That's a new behavior, right?
Maybe it's a trophy
or memento of some kind,
his way of reliving that moment
over and over again?
A memento? Does that mean
that you think Lily's already dead?
No, Lily is alive.
He abducted Sofia
to bring her to the place
that he stashed Lily, which
means we got to find her.
She's running out of time.
Well, then you'd better go
talk to Tom Beecher.
[sighs]
[tense music]
♪
[door creaks closed]
Hello, Tom.
We've been here before, haven't we?
Which means you know how this ends.
♪
Where's Lily Jacobs?
Would you believe me
if I said I don't remember?
- No.
- Memory is a funny thing.
I remember you being taller.
♪
Where is she?
This whole thing
feels so familiar, doesn't it?
[chuckles]
Almost like déjà vu.
Me, chained to this table,
you, sitting there trying
to look stoic, just like that.
♪
What's wrong, Lily?
Do I frighten you?
[crying] Don't kill me, please.
Hmm.
Tell me, if you could call
one person right now
who would it be?
My mom.
She's going to be so worried about me.
♪
Oh, why did you st
It was just getting to the good part.
Why were you recording
the conversation with Lily?
That's new.
Well, if you're not changing,
you're staying the same.
Honestly
after all those years in prison,
I guess I realized I wanted
more than just
memories of my girls
or maybe I'm getting
sentimental in my old age.
Where is Lily?
Tom Beecher was in the medical ward
for seven years for, uh,
end-of-life care, right?
But does that look like a guy
who's dying to you?
Insane, yes. Dying, no.
And his file's so thin, I'm starting to
think somebody's been holding back.
♪
Hello, Oliver.
I need information on an inmate,
the kind that's not going
to be in the file.
That's not how this works, Oliver.
I am not a source.
Then what are you?
I thought we were
on the same side here.
Is that right?
Because Bex and Hassani
have been asking around
about Michelle Elliott's car accident.
[scoffs]
You know what? I'm done.
I'm done playing these games.
It's time you told Bex
and Hassani everything.
I'll consider it.
Well, while you're doing
that, I still need information.
[sighs]
Tom Beecher was placed in the medical
ward a few years before I arrived.
Something tells me
there's more to that story.
All right.
Tom Beecher was one of Dr. Dulles's
let's call them "special projects."
♪
You used to be obsessed
with covering your tracks
oh, the paranoia,
the meticulous planning.
And now you're calling
the Jacobs family
from a cell phone inside
the motel where you're staying?
♪
I think the injury made you careless.
Let's face it, Tom you're
not the killer you used to be.
I guess a series of strokes
will do that to you.
"Strokes"?
That's what they told you?
- Oliver, what are you doing?
- He can't help us find Lily.
- He doesn't remember where she is.
- What are you talking about?
- Oliver, st
- He was in the medical ward
because of an experimental
brain surgery
not a stroke.
He doesn't remember anything
after what Dulles did to him.
♪
I tried to tell you.
♪
I have no idea where she is.
♪
[sobbing]
.
Whoever performed this operation
did so without any regard
for ethics or humanity.
This is truly barbaric.
Doctor, could this kind of procedure
damage someone's memory?
It would destroy it.
I have no doubt this person
has complete and irreversible
anterograde amnesia.
Meaning?
Their long-term memory would be intact,
but their short-term memory
would be wiped clean
every time they enter REM sleep.
Okay, can anything be done
to help this individual
remember what they were doing
a day or two ago?
There are some subjects who
are able to rely on muscle memory,
even some who've developed
elaborate coping strategies
to manage their day-to-day lives.
Thank you, Doctor.
- [phone beeps]
- [sighs]
Okay, so the only chance we have
of getting Lily back alive
is if he developed
some kind of coping mechanism
or some way of communicating
with himself.
- It's a big if.
- Yeah.
Why would Dulles do something
like this to someone
damage their memory?
Just it just seems needlessly cruel.
You know, uh, Dulles was long gone
by the time I arrived at the Pit,
but there was a rumor
that he had Alzheimer's.
So, if this was some kind
of off-the-book thing
Maybe he was doing it for himself
to understand the disease
that was coming for him.
You think Dulles used Beecher
as a guinea pig
to try to figure out
how to treat his own dementia?
Or he was developing
some kind of coping mechanism.
Like the kind that would allow him to
remember where he stashed Lily Jacobs.
Bex, you said Beecher was
really paranoid, right?
Well, what are paranoid people good at?
Talking in code.
All right, Shane, Morales,
can you go through every sticky note
and piece of evidence
from that motel room?
If he does have a code,
we're going to crack it.
♪
Tom this is what Dulles did
to your brain.
That's scar tissue.
That is why you can't form
new memories.
[dramatic music]
Do you know why he did this to you?
♪
Do you know why he made you
his little lab rat?
♪
Tom, did you know he was sick?
Oh, you don't know the half of it.
♪
Back when you worked
my case the first time,
you never asked what I enjoyed most
about killing those girls.
It was their helplessness
complete and utter helplessness.
That's why I called the families.
You could hear it in their voices
just
helpless.
♪
And I see it on you now.
You know you're never
going to find her.
Lily's life is slipping
through your fingers.
I'm the only person in the world
who can help you
but I won't
because this
right here, oh
this is the good part.
♪
Are you feeling helpless yet?
♪
[sighs] [indistinct chatter]
- Morales, you need anything?
- This isn't working.
We're running thousands
of permutations a minute,
and there's not a whiff of a pattern in those
sticky notes or or in Tom's recordings.
Hey, you're doing everything you can.
- [sighs]
- We'll find her.
[scoffs]
She was planning
on transferring to NYU in the fall.
Do you know how hard it is to
get out of a town like Casper?
Everyone talks about it,
but no one ever does.
Well, you did
and she will, too.
It's not over.
♪
You're not as smart
as you think you are, Tom.
We know that you left yourself
a way to remember where Lily is.
So we will crack your code.
No you won't, because
you're not cracking my code.
You're cracking his.
Dr. Dulles taught it to me.
♪
Yeah. No, you're right.
We can't crack your code
not in time to save Lily, at least.
That's why you're going
to do it for me.
What are you talking about?
You know what?
Yeah, sure, I can tell you.
You're not going to remember
it anyway
will you?
See, here's the thing.
This is what we're going to do.
We're going to put you back to sleep,
reset all your little memories,
then you are going to wake up
in the same exact motel room
that we arrested you in, except
that you're not going to know.
You're not going to know
that you got caught.
You're not going to know
that we're all watching you.
And, see, here's the fun part.
You're going to lead us right to Lily.
You feeling helpless yet?
♪
No, absolutely not.
You're not seriously suggesting
that we let
- a serial killer loose?
- He wouldn't be loose.
We'd be bugging his motel,
his car, everything,
tracking his every move.
And he would bring us right to Lily.
It's risky, but Bex is right.
If we put him to sleep,
he won't remember any of this.
I don't like it.
Well, we have to try something.
We're forgetting one thing.
He's not going back to Lily until
he has another girl to bring to her.
No, we can't we can't ask
Sofia to get back into the tub.
No, he's right. We need
another girl in that bathtub.
And she has to fit the profile.
Well, there's no way I'm asking someone
to put themselves
in that dangerous a situation.
You don't have to ask. I'll do it.
♪
I'll be his victim.
.
Let's go. Let's go.
We need eyes on every
inch of this motel room.
I want cameras up and mics hot in five.
Put everything back
exactly how we found it.
Leave no trace that we were here.
[tense music]
♪
The team will be watching
you the whole time.
We'll never be more
than ten seconds behind you.
And we'll be able to communicate
with you without Tom noticing.
Morales, you don't have to do this.
Well, none of us have to.
But if this is going to
help bring Lily home,
there's no way I'm sitting it out.
This is my chance
to actually be there,
see the difference we're making.
Besides, my mom's always telling me
that I should stop spending so
much time looking at screens.
[laughs]
It's going to work.
We'll be with you the whole time.
And if anything goes wrong
or you just want out,
there's a camera in
the ceiling panel of the van.
So you just look up,
shake your head, give us a signal,
- and we'll shut it down, okay?
- Got it.
Hey.
So I rigged a little knife
into the heel.
Cool.
It's an old CIA move.
Hopefully you won't need to use it.
♪
You know, for an Army brat,
you're brave as hell, Morales.
Can't let a marine
have all the fun, now, can I?
♪
We've cut into the zip ties.
Tom won't notice,
but if you need to break free,
it'll be a lot easier.
Hands back.
♪
Okay, let's get you in the tub.
♪
- You good?
- Yeah.
We'll be watching the whole time.
♪
All right, let's make sure
feeds are good.
No blind spots, no mistakes.
- Do we have sound yet?
- Sound's up now.
- Alpha team.
- Alpha team is in position.
All right, let's get
our people out of there
and start the show.
♪
How long does a sedative
like that take to
Oh, he's up. He's up.
♪
[groaning softly]
Here we go. Bex, you set?
All set.
Hey, Morales, he's up.
You got this, okay?
♪
Now what is he doing?
Is he checking the weather?
I don't know. This guy looks spooked.
Come on.
Come on, come on.
♪
We put everything back the way it was.
This should work.
Let's keep track of all
the sticky notes he looked at.
♪
[crying] Hello?
Is anyone there?
Please.
It's so dark, I can't see.
Is anyone there?
Hello?
Hello?
Where am I?
♪
[cell phone beeping]
Okay, guys, he's about
to make the call.
We're on it.
Let it ring twice.
[line trilling]
- Send it to voicemail.
- [computer beeps]
Hi, you've reached
Sandy Jacobs. I'm sorry
Any chance he changes his plan
when Lily's parents don't pick up?
Leave your name and number,
and I'll call you back
as soon as I can.
[sighs]
♪
Morales, he's coming
towards you, all right?
Just stay calm. We're right here.
Come on.
[grunting] Up you go.
- [whimpering]
- No fussing.
Easy does it. Easy does it.
♪
[grunts]
Morales, you're doing great.
It's working.
♪
All right, Beecher is in play.
Alpha team, hold.
Do not make any move
unless Bex makes the call.
Keep the drone out of sight,
but stay on Beecher.
Alpha holding position.
Drone is in flight.
♪
Just let me go. Please.
Now, Lily, I've already
told you I can't do that
[humming]
Not when we're about to have
so much fun together.
Just let me out of here.
[continues humming]
You and I both know
you'll never go home.
- Is he humming?
- [continues humming]
- What is he humming?
- I don't know.
Beethoven. "Moonlight Sonata."
[continues humming]
Tell me if you could call
one person right now,
who would it be?
My mom.
She's going to be so worried about me.
Oh, don't worry.
I'll be sure to give her a call soon.
[horn honks]
The light's green. Why isn't he moving?
What is he doing?
Let me call her.
I would, but I can't trust you.
You'd tell her where you are.
No, I wouldn't.
- Call your mom or your dad?
- Dad.
[grunting]
Are you sure?
- Come on.
- [horn honking]
I don't like this. Something's off.
[horn honks]
[seat belt clicks, van beeping]
[recording continues indistinctly]
♪
[tires squealing]
There's no cover out here.
If we follow, he's going to make us.
He's getting too far away.
- Alpha team, stay back.
- Alpha holding.
Bex
what's your call here?
Okay, everyone, hang on.
Keep the drones on them.
Morales, we're still here.
We got eyes on you.
You good?
Copy that. Everyone hold on.
♪
What are you waiting for?
How should I do it?
Make it painless.
♪
[recording continues indistinctly]
He's stopping. Is this the place?
There's no buildings.
There's nowhere to hide Lily.
What about a bunker
or an underground shelter
or something like that?
Come on, Tom, what are you doing?
♪
[grunting]
♪
Do you know there's something I love
about this stage of our time together?
You have no idea where you're going
or what's going to happen
to you once you get there.
But I've been through enough
psychological experiments
to recognize a setup.
♪
No, he knows. Go, go, go, go!
[engine revving, tires squealing]
Move in, move in!
Alpha team, Go, go, go!
♪
[breathing shakily]
Who are you?
.
Abort the mission!
Morales, it's over.
Get there, guys.
She's running out of time!
Get out of there!
Do you know what this is?
Morales, come on, abort the mission!
Graphite.
I'm sure you already know, it's
used to dust for fingerprints.
[grunts, breathing shakily]
Who are you?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Who sent you?
The Pit? Dr. Dulles?
Just please let me go.
Who are you?
Please, please let me go.
Wrong answer.
[suspenseful music]
♪
[engine revving]
[sirens wailing]
♪
Go, go, go!
- It's her!
- Morales!
It's okay! It's not my blood!
Hey! Stop right there!
Hands in the air! Put them up!
Drop the knife, Tom!
I know you.
That was good.
That was good.
You almost had me fooled.
- Drop the knife.
- Or what?
You won't shoot me.
There's still a girl out there,
and you won't find her without me.
Tell us where she is, Tom.
No, she's going to die.
And you can't stop it.
Put it down, Beecher. It's over.
♪
Yeah, I suppose you're right.
It is over.
- No, no, no!
- [all shouting]
Medic! Call a medic!
Get a medic out here!
No, Tom where is she?
Tom, tell us where she is!
Come on.
Come on, Tom, Tom!
Tom, no!
Beecher is down.
Say again Beecher is down.
Bex, slow down. What are we doing here?
Lily is going to die
unless we crack the code.
Now, we need to go over
everything, every detail.
We have missed something.
Okay, where do we start?
Beecher was playing this recording
of Lily when he was driving the van.
So whatever message he left
himself is on the recording.
Well, if it is, he found
some way to encode it.
And you can't crack a code
without some kind of key.
And not to mention we've already run it
through a dozen different algorithms.
- There's no pattern there.
- How long would this key be?
Uh, like any other password
a-a series of letters and numbers.
It could be anything.
Could the key be on a sticky note?
Well, whatever we need is in this room.
What if it's not in this room?
"Moonlight Sonata"
Beecher was humming that
while listening to the tape
of Lily in his van, right?
- Yeah.
- That has to mean something.
- Okay, but what would it
- Like a diatonic cipher.
Say A what, now?
Diatonic cipher
I mean, musical cryptography.
It uses the seven major notes
of the musical scale, A through G.
It's a little Victorian, but, uh
it could totally work.
So each note
corresponds to a number.
A is 1, B is 2, and so on.
Uh, in the van, Beecher
was humming "Moonlight Sonata"
over and over and over again.
Yeah, while he was listening
to the recording of Lily.
- Right, like
- [humming]
- B, E, G.
- B, E, G.
What?
It's a famous song. Why does everyone
get so surprised when I know something?
B, E, and G translate to 2, 5, 7.
The code is on the recording,
I know it.
[scoffs] This could be the key
to unlocking everything,
like like a like a PIN code.
It would allow him to use
one letter but mean another.
So the sticky notes don't help.
I know it's complex,
but it's like a language.
Even with his memory gone,
patterns like this
can be recalled with muscle
and experiential memory.
♪
I-I need my computer.
Okay, assuming Beecher
left himself coded messages
in his interview with Lily,
we can run every word he said
against our 2-5-7 key and
[computer whirring]
Okay, uh, n-no problem.
Uh, we'll just try
the first letter of every word.
[computer whirring]
[sighs] Still nothing.
Uh, okay, um, the the first letter
of the first word
in every question he asked?
[computer whirring]
[sighs]
No, this ain't it.
Um, we should try
Just wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Um
Okay, maybe we're looking
at this all wrong.
We're assuming Beecher encoded
the questions he was asking, but
what if he hid his code
in what Lily said?
How would that even be possible?
He'd have to know
what she was going to say.
He scripted her answers.
That's why she sounded
so odd on the call.
Here it goes.
[computer whirring, beeping]
♪
- [exhaling sharply]
- You were right.
[chuckling]
♪
- Are those
- Yeah, they're directions.
- Let's roll.
- Hell, yeah, Morales.
Get on the road now.
We'll send you the directions.
Hey, Morales, you're coming with us.
♪
Lily Jacobs?
Lily, can you hear us?
- Lily! Lily!
- She's there! She's there!
Lily, we're going to get
you out of here, okay?
[sobbing]
[uplifting music]
♪
- Mom! Mom!
- [sobbing]
- Oh, God.
- Hi, baby.
- We're here.
- [continues sobbing]
What is it?
Just look at her.
[continues sobbing]
♪
- Same time tomorrow?
- Yeah.
♪
Same time tomorrow.
[knock at door]
♪
- Hey.
- Come in.
Thanks. What's up?
- Your message sounded important.
- Yeah.
I watched all of the tapes.
I'm sorry. I couldn't help it.
But I found something
that you need to see.
[tense music]
♪
That's enough for today, Shane.
Yeah.
♪
What do you feel?
- Is that really him?
- Yes.
That's your son.
Can I speak with him?
Please, just one time.
You know you can't.
♪
I'm so sorry, Shane.
I can't believe my father
would ever be a part
of whatever this is.
♪
That's my mother.
♪
All right, Oliver, you got me out here.
What's this all about?
You said you wanted to meet my contact.
Special Agent Henderson.
We need to talk about the blast.
♪
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