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This is Brock.
There's an old hunting cabin up here.
I'm gonna go check it out.
Copy.
Do you want to wait for backup?
Negative. Looks abandoned.
Holy shit.
Hood.
4x01 - Something Out of the Bible
How'd you find me?
I didn't. I mean, I wasn't looking for you.
I thought you were gone.
Hey, you want to do me a favor and point that thing somewhere else, okay?
Holy hell.
Haven't seen you in two years.
And all that time you've been living up in this cabin
like some kind of mountain man or something?
- Is there anybody here with you? - No.
Then I'm gonna need you to come with me.
- No. - I'm not asking.
- Sheriff Lotus. - That's right.
- How does that feel? - Like a hemorrhoid.
You want to tell me what this is about?
I'll tell you down at the station.
- You mean the Cadi? - No. No, I don't.
What do you think? Bulletproof glass.
One-and-a-half- inch-thick polycarb.
Thought you'd like that.
Scott, I need those fingerprint results as soon as you get them.
- Sure. - Thanks.
I need to know about the press conference.
Bunker, you remember Mr. Hood?
Deputy Nina Cruz.
Billy Raven moved on. He's the new chief of the Kinaho PD.
- Sheriff. - Helen, any messages?
On your desk.
- Oh, the FBI? - Not yet.
- Nice office. - Yes, it is.
Can I get you something to drink?
I got water, coffee. I've got this espresso machine here.
Have a seat.
First of all, you should know
when I went up there today,
you were the last person I expected to find.
Were you in that cabin two nights ago?
Yes.
- Anybody with you? - No. Who's dead?
Who is that?
Rebecca.
Her body was found yesterday near the river.
That's not where she was killed,
but that's where the body was dumped.
Jesus.
This is the third murder of its kind that we've had this year.
- You call the FBI? - Yeah.
I called them after the second one
and they sent some little shit up here
and he looked through our files and took some notes
and then he ran back to Quantico
as fast as his little $60 loafers could take him.
Told me to call back if a third body turned up.
So maybe now they'll give a shit.
So what does this have to do with me?
When was the last time you saw Rebecca?
I haven't seen anyone... for about 18 months.
And yet, it's the weird part,
the last coordinates on her car's GPS
brought me up to your cabin today.
- You didn't see her? - Nope.
Any idea why she'd come looking for you?
How the hell she'd even know you were up there, Hood?
I'm just trying to put this together.
- It's her uncle's land. - It's what?
- It's her uncle's land. - You're living on Proctor's land?
- He doesn't know. - What happened to you, Hood?
I retired.
We found trace blood that didn't match Rebecca's.
I'm gonna need you to voluntarily
submit a blood sample so we can rule you out.
You think I'm a fucking serial killer now?
Have you seen yourself lately, Hood?
You're living up in the woods. You look like the Unabomber.
- Yes, you can have my blood. - Oh, and, Hood...
if there's anything else you want to tell me, now's the time.
You should be looking at Proctor.
Yeah, well, these days that's a little more complicated. He's...
Yeah?
- Press conference is about to start. - Oh, shit, yeah, yeah.
- Okay. - Sheriff Hood.
He's not the sheriff.
Listen, I'll have Deputy Cruz come up and take your blood
and then she'll give you a lift back.
Take care of yourself.
And you are?
- Is there something wrong? - Sorry, you just...
you reminded me of someone for a moment.
Mmm, the deputy who got killed?
Indian gangbanger broke her neck?
I think I like you better when you don't talk.
Sir. Sir.
It's time.
Mr. Mayor, this is the third murder of a young woman this year.
Is this a serial killer?
Is it true that the latest victim was your niece?
Mr. Mayor, why are the police reports being withheld?
Here's what we know.
Here's what we know.
Yesterday the body of Rebecca Bowman
was found near the mouth of the Dellwood Basin.
She was murdered. And while the police can't say for certain,
there are definitely similarities between this case
and the murders of two other young women
that occurred over the last year.
The Banshee Sheriff's Department has notified the FBI
and agents are en route to assist in the investigation.
And to answer your question, yes, Rebecca was my niece.
And, yes, you can rest assured that neither I nor Sheriff Lotus
and the members of his department will rest
until we have found this sick, twisted bastard.
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- So this is it? - Yes, this is it.
- It's beautiful. - I'm going to be mayor
and you're taking on more of a leadership role in the business.
I just figured we'd need something a bit more secure.
Do you like it?
I love it.
- Get out. - What's going on?
DA dismissed the charges. You're free to go.
You're fucking with us.
You got 10 seconds before I close that door again.
I knew that arrest was bullshit.
What was it this time?
Physical evidence.
They practically strangled that old man.
I know. DA's a real piece of work.
He's a puppet. Proctor's got his hand up his ass.
But that's a talk for another time. The walls have ears.
Hey, thanks a lot, Officer. Have a nice evening.
There's always some part of me that's thinking about him.
How he looked when he died.
How he looked at me.
There are days when that look haunts me
so badly I can barely breathe.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Look at this.
And then there are days when I can distract myself.
You lost, honey?
Where I can shut off all the noise.
Maybe we can help you find your way.
Oh, I hope so.
And just do what I have to do.
Those are the good days.
So you tough guys like beating up on people, huh?
It wasn't us. They let us go.
Well, they shouldn't have.
There's always that moment when I just wake up
where I think I'm still there,
still back there in our old house.
And when I roll over, Gordon will be there lying next to me.
And then I'll hear the kids stirring in their rooms.
- So how do you handle it? - I exercise.
I eat something. I start working on the house.
How's the house coming along?
There's something about working with my hands
that gives me peace.
- What else gives you peace? - Not much.
Do you find our sessions helpful?
I'm here because it's court-mandated. No offense.
None taken. If I vouch for your competency
to parent your children today, would you come back?
If I said yes, would you do that?
That's not really how it works.
They had no right to take my kids away.
- You violated the terms of your probation. - I was abducted.
The military investigation cleared us.
Any association with the criminal element
- was enough for social services... - I know.
I know.
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How many times are you gonna ruin our lives?
From now on, you're just the asshole who knocked up my mom.
Please.
What are you doing here?
The manager told me our former sheriff was on a bender.
Trashing the room.
Playing with guns.
- How is that your business? - It's my uncle's motel.
Just leave me alone, would you?
Get the fuck out of here! Go!
- Please go. - You can't stay here.
Let me take you back to your place.
No, I can't live there anymore.
There's ghosts.
Hm. Even before you wrecked it, this dump is nowhere to live.
Come on. Let's go for a ride.
It's an old hunting cabin.
Hasn't been used in years, but the water still runs.
- Whose is it? - Who do you think?
You really think your uncle is gonna let me stay here?
He won't know.
How do you like it?
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