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- Previously on "The Hunting Party"...
It's called the Pit.
It's home to the most dangerous
and violent criminals in history,
all of whom the world believes are dead.
Or at least it was until the blast hit.
How many inmates got out?
The exact number is unclear.
But you're here, Agent Henderson,
to help us catch them.
- They did things to the inmates.
- What things? - Experiments.
- The blast that collapsed the Pit was no accident.
It was a jailbreak.
- Something tells me there's a lot more
Odell is lying about.
They're asking questions.
- Why don't you let me worry about that?
[Frank Sinatra's "That's Life"]
* *
Mmm.
* That's life *
- * That's what all the people say *
* You're riding high in April *
* Shot down in May *
* But I know I'm gonna change that tune *
Oh, yeah.
* When I'm back on top *
* Back on top in June *
* I said that's life *
* That's life *
- * And as funny as it may seem *
* Some people get their kicks *
* Stomping on a dream *
* But I don't let it, let it get me down *
* 'Cause this fine old world *
* It keeps spinning around *
* I've been a puppet, a pauper *
* A pirate, a poet *
* A pawn and a king *
* I've been up and down *
* And over and out *
* And I know one thing *
* Each time I find myself *
* Flat on my face *
* I pick myself up *
Ezekiel Malak.
- Dr. Ezekiel Malak. Doctor.
- For the senseless murders of 24 innocent people,
the great state of Illinois has sentenced you
to die by lethal injection.
What are your final words?
- I'll tell you what Oscar Wilde's final words were.
He was on his deathbed.
He looked at the wallpaper and said,
either you go, or I go.
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Great men are always misunderstood.
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Time of death: 0130.
May God have mercy on your soul.
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Let's begin.
My name is Dr. Dulles.
I have some questions for you.
- What is this? Where am I?
- If Susie's mother has no children,
who's Susie?
What the hell does that mean?
- Why does frost form in the winter,
and dew in the spring?
What are you talking about?
Where am I?
* *
Answer me.
Where am I?
What the hell's going on?
* *
Where am I?
Where am I?
[Waylon Jennings' "White Lightning"]
- * Well, in North Carolina way back in the hills *
* Lived my old pappy and he had him a still *
* He brewed white lightning till the sun went down *
* And then he'd fill him a jug *
* And he'd pass it around *
* *
* Yeah, the G-men, T-men, revenuers too *
* Searching for the place where he made his brew *
* They were looking, trying to book him *
* But my pappy kept on cooking *
* White lightning *
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- Yeah, yeah. No, I just got it.
OK.
Hey, listen, I'm gonna have to call you back.
A cupcake, really?
- Well, it was either that or the lemon meringue pie
from the cafeteria, which I know you hate.
Look, Oliver, I appreciate the gesture,
but I can't have you leaving cupcakes on my desk.
- Well, first of all, it's cupcake, singular.
And it's not like I bought you flowers.
Bex, it's your birthday.
I thought some small acknowledgment
fell within the bounds of professional courtesy.
Professional courtesy?
Yeah? - Yeah.
OK.
Well, on that note, then, how many times
have you left cupcakes on that guy's desk?
Oh, well, that guy's new, so...
Really?
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All right, fine.
I hear you.
Strictly professional.
Thank you.
Hey, wait.
Look, this whole thing, you and me--
I recognize the situation I put you in here,
and I didn't mean to--
what? - Hey, guys, check this out.
- We got a location on Dr. Malak.
Looks like Morales got a hit.
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- Morales, what do we have? - An ISP hit.
Someone searched the "Chicago Tribune" website
for articles on Malak's execution.
- He searched himself? - He searched himself 10 times.
The IP address is a library in Chicago.
- He went home. - We're in the wrong state.
Let's move. - Copy that.
Here you go.
How much do you guys know about Malak?
- Well, I know he likes to talk a lot.
Apparently he was some kind of doctor
before he was in the Pit.
- He was a hospital psychiatrist
until it was discovered that he was
killing patients in the ICU.
"Dr. Darkness."
- Malak would inject his victims
with a lethal dose of digoxin,
a drug that causes cardiac arrest.
He officially has 24 vics to his name,
but it's probably a lot more.
- All of his victims were laid up in a hospital bed.
This guy's a coward.
- Well, actually, he's a highly intelligent
malignant narcissist with a complicated God complex, but--
- Sure, if you want to put a label on it.
- Malak was motivated by power and control,
so in a very real sense, he decided which patients lived
and which died.
- That is one hell of an ego trip.
Now he's back in the city where he's from,
so he knows the lay of the land way better than we do.
How long before he kills again? - Best guess?
He's already hunting.
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- Ask you to restore his bodily health,
return him to his family through Christ our Lord.
Amen.
- Doctor, I didn't see you come in.
I'm sorry, Father.
I need to check on our patient here.
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- How's the book? - Unreadable.
Malak's sociopathy is all over every page.
It's hard to believe he was able
to avoid suspicion as long as he did.
- Well, a person's true nature can be easy to miss.
Hey, I saw you in Odell's office this morning.
Happy birthday.
- Don't remind me. - You don't like your birthday?
- Does anyone like their birthday?
I love it.
We went to Fuddruckers this year.
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