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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.

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.

I would
tell... tell my parents

how much I love them.

What else?

That I'll miss
them...

And not to be sad because...

because I know
they love me, too.

Pay close attention now.

No! No!

No, please, please!

Aah! Please!

Hello, students.

The Casper Community College
Library is now closing.

Please return any borrowed
material before you leave.

Thank you.

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.

Aah!

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.

And carry on in her spirit.

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.

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.

Don't worry.

I'm going to find you
a friend very soon.

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?

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.

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...

Okay.

Here we go.
- Just keep him talking, okay?

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?

Hello?

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.

Wait, wait...

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.

Got him.

He's at the Brighton
Motel, East 2nd Street.

- Freeze! Get down!
- Get on the bed!

Hands behind your back!
Put them on your back!

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.

Lily, hold on.

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.

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.

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?

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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

- 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.

We'll find her.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Please.

It's so dark, I can't see.

Is anyone there?

Hello?

Hello?

Where am I?

Okay, guys, he's about
to make the call.

We're on it. Let
it ring twice.

Send it to voicemail.

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.

Morales, he's coming
towards you, all right?

Just stay calm.
We're right here.

Come on.

Up you go.

No fussing.

Easy does it. Easy does it.

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...

Not when we're about to
have so much fun together.

Just let me out of here.

You and I both know
you'll never go home.

Is he humming?

What is he humming?
- I don't know.

Beethoven. "Moonlight Sonata."

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.

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.

Are you sure?

Come on.

I don't like this.
Something's off.

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.

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?

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!

Move in, move in!
Alpha team, Go, go, go!

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.

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.

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!

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...

- 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.

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...

Okay, uh, n-no problem.

Uh, we'll just try the
first letter of every word.

Still nothing.

Uh, okay, um, the...
the first letter

of the first word in
every question he asked?

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.

Uh...

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 goes.

You were right.

- Are those...
- Yeah, they're directions.

- Let's roll.
- Hell, yeah, Morales.

- Yeah.
- 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?

Mom! Mom!

Oh, God.
- Hi, baby.

We're here.

What is it?

Just look at her.

- Same time tomorrow?
- Yeah.

Same time tomorrow.

- 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.

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.