Hunters

Previously on Hunters...

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

The Hunters did something to you.

Why didn't you tell me the truth?

Why did the Hunters target me? Why?

Because you left when you should have died.

So who cares?

Emme does. You're all she has now.

And until you find out what really happened, it will kill 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 attack.

And Musa has been working with Viktor Karp,

and arms dealer who has access to long range missiles.

Your mother tried to kill me.

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

Protect the innocent ones.

Please, someone help us!

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.

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 dick.

- (all laughing) - All right. All right, all right.

Hold up. Keegan, turn that shit down.

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?

Canyon.

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.

- (gunshots) - (cries out)

- Yates is hit! - Taking fire!

- They're blocking our way out! - Get out!

Go, go, go!

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!

- My leg's hit! - Brecke, up!

Come on, soldier!

Outlaw one!

I'm with Brecke, Keegan, and Yates!

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

We keep shooting, but they're not going down!

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 attack on your unit

is any better than yours.

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

Yeah.

- (machine gunfire) - Ow, my leg!

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

I'm out!

They've got snipers on both ends of the canyon.

- There's no way out. - Screw that.

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

Shit! I'm out, too.

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 fucking kill her.

My father killed himself because of that bitch. You realize that?

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 died... - 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.

- 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?

Hello, Carroll.

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

They got me stationed at Red Stone now.

Space and Missile 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 torture.

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.

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 drugs trade.

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

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.