Banshee

Ana, look at me. You're gonna be fine.

Ana, listen to me. You're going to the hospital.

You're gonna be fine. Just hold on, baby.

I need some help here! Help! I need help!

- What happened to her? - She was attacked.

- We got a puncture wound here. - Excuse me, sir. Excuse me.

She's bleeding out. Call up to Surgery. Tell them we're coming now.

- Is she gonna be okay? - How long has she been bleeding like this?

- Uh, I don't know. - How long?

- Uh, half an hour. - She's crashing.

All right, let's bag her and move.

My wife was brought in. Carrie Hopewell.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Hopewell. The doctor will give...

You can't tell me anything else?

- Not at this time. I'm sorry. - All right, thanks.

- She's in surgery. - They said that you brought her in.

- What happened? - I don't know. She was attacked.

- Attacked? By who? Where? - I don't know.

- You don't know who, don't know where. - Hey, take it easy.

- What exactly do you know? - Take it easy.

You just happened to be the one who found her.

Listen, she was outside The Forge. Okay? That's where I live.

Yeah, I know where you live. I'm not an idiot, Hood.

Whatever she's caught up in has got something to do with you.

The shit that's gone on since you've been here.

- If she doesn't make it... - She's gonna make it.

- Shut up. - Mr. Hopewell.

I'm Dr. Granger. Your wife is stable.

She's lost a good deal of blood and she was bleeding internally...

...but there doesn't seem to be organ damage.

We normally have to report injuries on this scale to the police, but...

I've already called it in.

- Where is she? - She's in post-op.

We'll get her moved to her room in about an hour.

Thanks.

Hood.

This is not over.

Sweet Jesus.

What, you've never seen a dead body before?

No, I just never had you pegged as a slumlord.

Would it kill you to slap a coat of paint on this place?

Maybe get some rattan furniture, a nice throw rug?

I remember you, motherfucker.

Hi.

Out for a swim?

It's beautiful out here.

I hope you don't mind. I found it in the closet.

No.

Not at all.

She gonna make it?

Yeah.

Yeah, it looks that way.

I never should have left her with him.

Not for nothing, but she put a lot of holes in that Ukrainian motherfucker.

Dude was leaking all over the place.

Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to pour me a drink?

- I'm all out of them little umbrellas. - Fuck you, Sugar Daddy.

We just buried a body together. We tight now.

That bad?

Rabbit?

End of days, man.

So, what are you gonna do?

What you should do, what we both should do, is get the fuck out of Dodge.

I can't.

I can't. I brought him here.

I led him straight to her.

So, then, what do we do?

You don't do anything.

You stay as far away from me as possible.

- Hey, now wait... - Hey, I mean it. Both of you.

- And you? - I'm gonna kill him.

I always meant to.

Olek...

...was our brother.

Let's go.

Who are you?

What time is it?

- It's not important right now. - Just tell me.

- It's around 11:30. - What day?

- Jesus. - What day is it?

It's Monday.

- The kids. - Max is in school.

I let Deva have the day off after everything that she's been through.

- We have to get them. - You're in no condition to go anywhere.

Carrie, cut it out.

I know how this must seem to you, and I'm sorry for all of it...

...but you have to trust me right now.

Baby, that is a pretty tall order right now.

- We're all in danger. - You hit your head.

- You're not thinking straight. - Listen to me.

We have to get the kids and get out of Banshee right now.

- Come on. - You're bleeding, Carrie.

I'm fine. Just drive.

I'll get Deva and be out in a minute.

- Hey, what are you doing? - I'm going to get Max.

You're in no shape to drive.

Yeah? - Hood, I need you to take a look at my report...

...on that school business and then sign off on it...

...when you get a chance.

There.

What?

You shot and killed two guys, got Xavier breathing down your neck...

...and you better believe this report is gonna be read as high up as he can take it.

If I was you, I'd wanna read every word.

I trust you.

One thing about our people, they raise you to respect your elders.

Something the rest of the world seems to have forgotten.

- I bought you something. - Really?

Thank you.

Why don't you try it on after you've eaten.

I'd like you to come with me to a meeting today.

What for?

I need someone I can trust.

You trust Burton, don't you?

I do, completely. But Burton is, uh, limited.

You, on the other hand, are not.

- Mrs. Hopewell. You're awake. - How long was I out?

Just a couple of minutes would be my guess.

You know you're in a hospital gown?

Yeah.

I changed your bandage. You were bleeding through.

This is the first time I've ever treated one of the parents.

Oh, I don't think you should be standing just yet.

- I've called for an ambulance. - Thank you.

Mrs. Hopewell, I really think you should wait for the ambulance.

Mrs. Hopewell!

Mrs. Hopewell?

Ms. Lymon, hi.

- Are you okay? - Yeah. I need to get Max.

He's at recess now.

- You're bleeding. - No, that's from before.

Listen, I'm sorry to barge in like this. I'm just gonna get Max and go.

No. No, no.

- Max! No! Max! - Wait... Mrs. Hopewell.

No, get away from him! He's gonna take him.

- Help me. - What? What's going on?

He's gonna take him.

Max!

Max! Max!

Max! Where's Max?

Max. My baby. Max!

Max!

Help. Help me!

Okay, so I just need to be clear on this.

You went to the school before Max was abducted.

His teacher said you saw him sitting on a bench...

...so you knew he was in danger.

- I knew he would come for him. - Who? Who came for him?

You can't help me.

Carrie, you have to let us try. Every second counts here.

- Hey. - What, are you done at the school?

Yeah, the FBI took it over.

Excuse me. Yeah, I just heard from Xavier.

- They're gonna be here any minute. - Okay. Why is she not in the hospital?

She raised hell when they tried to take her.

It's the only thing she'd agree to do.

Sorry.

I wasn't in time.

It's all my fault.

She's in shock. We need to get her back to the hospital.

They're telling me she never even checked out.

I'm not going back to the hospital.

It's okay, deputy. I'll take it from here.

It just doesn't add up. - Yeah, just give me a few minutes with her.

Thank you.

You okay? - It was Rabbit. He was at the playground.

Hey, hey, hey. He's not gonna hurt him.

- He's not gonna hurt Max. - You don't know that.

He's using him to get to you and me.

- That's what he wants. - He's gonna kill us.

- He's not gonna kill anyone. - You have no idea what he will or will not do!

I won't let anything happen to your family.

I promise. I'll find Rabbit.

You don't have to. He's already found you.

Emmett, will you keep an eye on Deva for me?

- Sure, Gordon. - I mean it. Do not let her out of your sight.

Understood.

I wanna talk to my wife alone.

Get the fuck out.

Who has our son, Carrie?

My father.

Your father?

You mean the one that died when you were 13?

That father?

Yes.

Jesus Christ. Sheriff Hood.

What the hell happened to her?

Mrs. Hopewell, she was attacked yesterday.

And now they've grabbed her son.

And she was the one who was assaulted by those bikers a few weeks ago, wasn't she?

- Yes. - Has it occurred to anyone else here...

...that Mrs. Hopewell is far and away the unluckiest woman in Pennsylvania?

Obviously she's mixed up in something.

You think?

Did she get a look at whoever took the boy?

She may have. She's still very upset.

But the teacher, she saw an older man in a dark suit.

I want a sketch artist here within the hour. And if they can't get anyone local...

...get somebody on a goddamn chopper from Quantico.

Do you have anything else for me?