All language subtitles for The Hunted 2003 REMASTERED 1080p BluRay HEVC x265 5.1 BONE-eng

[Johnny Cash]
God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son."

Abe says,
"Man, you must be putting me on."

God say, "No."

Abe say, "What?"

God say, "You can do what you want, Abe,

but the next time you see me coming,
you better run."

Abe says, "Where do you want
this killing done?"

And God says, "Out on Highway 61."

[distant screaming]

[screaming intensifies]

[shouting]

[rapid gunfire]
[screaming]

The Serbs have taken over
this Albanian village.

They're killing everyone in sight.

It's not a war. It's a slaughter.

The Serbian commander is in that mosque.

This is the third village in a week
he's destroyed.

We are to identify and neutralize him.

We will proceed under cover
of NATO air strike,

commencing...

[rapid gunfire]

...right about now.

Move!

[gunfire continues]
[screaming continues]

[shouting in foreign language]

[shouting in foreign language]

[child gasps]
[bomb explodes]

[soldier shouting in foreign language]

[gunfire continues]
[shouting]

[civilian screams]

[muted explosions]

[muted screaming]

[screaming continues]

Mama! Mama!

Mama!

[screaming continues]

[shouting]

[soldiers talking in foreign language]

[explosion]
[shouting continues]

[gunfire continues]
[explosions continue]

[engine rumbling]

[speaking foreign language]

[explosions]
[distant shouting]

[soldiers speaking foreign language]

[explosions continue]
[soldiers speaking foreign language]

[gunfire continues]
[explosions continue]

[shouting continues]

I'm in the nest.

Copy that.

Raven is in the nest.

Cover fire, on my mark.

Three,

two,

one.

[people shouting]

[shouting continues]

[soldiers shouting in foreign language]

[explosions continue]
[gunfire continues]

[shouting]

[gunfire continues]

[screaming, shouting continues]

[speaking in foreign language]

[explosions continue]

[grunting]

[grunts]

-Sergeant First Class Aaron Hallam.
-Yes, sir.

It is my privilege to present to you
the Silver Star,

one of our nation's highest awards
for valor.

Your bravery, sound judgment

and outstanding resolve
are an example to all soldiers.

Your courageous actions are the bedrock

upon which peace and democracy
have always been built.

Congratulations, Hallam.

[people screaming]

[Hallam gasps]

[child screams] Mama!

[muted screaming]

[screaming continues]

[child screaming] Mama! Mama!

[muted shouting continues]

[metallic rattling]

[whimpering]

[whimpering]

[wolf groaning, whimpering]

Hey.

What happened to you?

[snarling]

You stepped on a snare, didn't you?

[snarling continues]

[sniffles]

[wolf whining]

[growling]

Easy.

[growling continues]

Take it easy.

Be still.

Be still.

All right, let me have that.

Nasty thing.

All right.

Next time you see one of these,
you go the other way.

[wolf groaning]

Okay.

Here we go.

[wolf snorts]
-You're good, you're good.

All right.

Okay.

[sighs] Now get out of here.

[people talking, laughing]

Anybody here with the initials J.W.?

Yeah.

-This yours?
-Yeah, it is.

What the--

No more snares on wolves, guys.

I got him.

-He was down there.
-What?

I saw him.

[bird calling]

[Hallam] You need all that equipment
to kill a deer?

That's how we make sure they're dead.

[Hallam]
You guys don't look like deer hunters.

[Hallam whispers]
When you kill with your own hands,

there is a reverence.

Is that right?

[Hallam whispers]
There is no reverence in what you do.

Where's your weapon?

Holy sh--

[both breathing heavily]

[Hallam]
You're not here for the deer, are you?

What's that?

[Hallam] You think you can hunt me
with those rifles?

Your rifles against my knife.

[laughs] What, are you nuts?

[Hallam] What do you think?

Yeah, well, don't push it, asshole.

[breathing heavily, muttering]
Where the fuck are you?

Come on, baby.

[groaning]

[bird caws]

[bird warbles]

[wings flapping]

[breathing heavily]

[grunting]
[bone cracks]

[groans]

[shouts]

[screams] Oh, God!

[slashing]
[screaming]

[shouts]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[stomps]

[exhales]

You want a little antifreeze with that?

-It's not that cold out.
-Maybe not to you.

Thought you were on the wagon.

Wheels fell off.

You running a fever?

No. I'm tired of the goddamn cold.
Not too crazy about the thaw, neither.

Well, get a hot water bottle.

-Keep you company at night.
-I don't want a hot water bottle.

I wanna go down to California
for a few weeks,

catch some thoroughbreds at Del Mar,
do a little fishing.

They say the yellow tail jump
right into the boat this time of year.

Sam, the yellowtail's not running
this time of year.

Hello, Ted.

L.T.

-How'd you know it was me?
-I saw your pigeon-toed tracks.

What are you doing this far north?

Van Zandt wanted me
to show you something, personally.

[L.T.] Been a few years.
[Ted] Okeechobee, 1996.

Your agents got so scared
of alligators down there.

-Remember that one guy shit in his pants?
-Mike Haney.

-Yeah, that was funny.
-You sort of disappeared after that.

Yeah, I worked a few more and then I quit.

[Ted] Been in Portland
for three years now.

-We've reached out for you a few times.
[L.T. sighs]

-L.T., let me ask you something.
-Yeah.

What the hell are you doing out here?

Working for the Wildlife Fund.

[fire crackling]

You went to a lot of trouble
to get yourself up here.

-You're a hard man to find.
-No, I'm not.

How hard am I to find if you found me?

Van Zandt thinks it's important.

-He thinks everything's important.
-This one's different.

-I don't do that kind of work anymore.
-Why don't you have a look?

I really don't want to go back there.

All we're asking you to do
is take a look, L.T.

Hey, Tom,
can we get prints off that paper?

-Yeah, we sure can.
-Please do, and the door handles.

[Abby] Harry, I understand that,

but I'm concerned about
the number of SWAT agents.

I want to take these guys alive.

Reed, we need to deploy some of your men
on the other side of the canyon.

I want to contain this area
and establish a perimeter.

That's your call, Abby.
We're here to help.

[L.T. retching]

-Bonham, are you all right?
-No!

I hate those things.
I'm afraid of heights.

I'm Abby Durrell. I'm the ASAC here.

I'm not sure how much
Harry told you, but...

Tell me what he told you to tell me.
We'll take it from there, okay?

-Okay.
[L.T. retches]

The two men were found
half a mile from here.

They were killed with a hatchet,

then gutted in what looks like
a ritualistic fashion.

Every vital organ was cut.

I got a deputy
talking to the local Paiute chief.

There's no Paiute ritual
for gutting a human body.

The dead men were both
dressed and quartered

the way you'd quarter a deer.
Paiute are upset about--

Paiute wouldn't dress and quarter
a couple of deer hunters unless, well...

-What?
-He's gonna eat 'em.

There were two men killed the same way
last week in Washington state.

They were Forest Service rangers,
which was how we got jurisdiction.

Where are the bodies?

We sent them to the lab yesterday.

You need to see 'em?

No.

[officers chattering]
[dogs barking]

You've got
too many men and horses in here.

All these tracks, this is... chaos.

Did they have a deer stand
or any coolers for packing meat?

Not within a five-mile radius. Nothing.

-They have a campsite?
-We're still looking.

[sighs]
What do you know about the victims?

As far as we know, just a couple
of businessmen from Medford.

[officer] All clear.

-What else can we do for you?
-Nothing.

Ask everybody to fall back.

Bobby, let's get everybody out of here.

You guys, everybody, let's go.
Let's fall back. Come on.

-Let's go!
[chattering continues]

[Bobby] Yeah, everyone!
[officer] I'm up front!

[bird squawking]

[bird shrieks]

[sighs]

[L.T.] This is him.
[Abby] Who?

[L.T.] The guy who did it.

At this point, we're not sure
how many killers there were.

-Just one.
-How do you know that?

He left his signature
right there in that tree.

Mr. Bonham,
the deceased were two able-bodied men.

-Mm-hmm.
-They had rifles

with sophisticated scopes on them.

One of them had a 9-millimeter handgun
stuck inside his jacket.

Now, it seems unlikely
one man with a hatchet could possibly--

He didn't use a hatchet.

He used a knife with a serrated edge on
one side and a fillet blade on the other.

You're saying that one guy with a knife
threw it at this tree

-and then killed those two hunters?
-Yeah.

He wore a size 10 shoe with no tread,

almost like a slipper,
kind of like this one.

And he's out there.

-You're not going out there alone.
-That's the way I work.

-Take this.
-I don't need that.

Humor me.

The battery's fully charged,
so please make sure you leave it on.

-Okay.
-You don't have a gun?

-I don't like guns.
-How much time do we give you?

If I'm not back in two days,
it'll mean I'm dead.

[bird squawks, wings flutter]

[thunder rumbling]

[thunder rumbles]

[exhales]

L.T.

-Remember me?
-No.

You taught me.

I taught a lot of people.

How come you didn't answer my letters?

How come you're chopping up
all these people?

Did you see the scopes they were using?

They weren't hunters, L.T.
They were sweepers.

You're gonna have to come in, son.

[both grunting]

[both shout]

[groans]

[shouts]

[L.T. shouts, groans]

[L.T. groaning]

[L.T. shouts]

[both grunt]

[Abby] Move up.

-He's down.
-Down! He's down!

-Stay back. Don't touch him.
-I'm on the weapon.

[radio beeping]
-Affirmative. We see you!

Team two, move in.

Call it in!

Move in!

Thirty yards on your right!

Bring him in.

Clear it out!

[police siren wailing]

[car horns honking]
[people chattering]

[door opens]

L.T.

-Harry.
-You did a hell of a job.

-Thanks.
-He's one of yours, isn't he?

-Yeah.
-That's what I thought.

-He's our man?
-Yeah.

-Any idea why?
-No. That'd be your job.

Would you like some coffee?

No, thank you, ma'am.

You don't have to talk to us
if you don't want to.

I understand that.

How about telling us your name?
We could start with that.

He knows my name.

Why don't you tell me
what happened in the woods?

Did you know six billion chickens will die
in slaughterhouses this year?

[Abby] What does that have to do
with what happened in Silver Falls?

What if there was a species above us
in the food chain?

How do you think you'd feel
if that species lost total respect for us

and started slaughtering us wholesale?

I don't know.

But it's very interesting.

-Do you understand it?
-Oh, yeah.

Good.

What is it you want to tell Mr. Bonham
you don't want to tell me?

I'd like to talk to him about
Operation Black Eagle, Mongoose, Cobra--

Shut up. You want to get yourself killed?

His name is Aaron Hallam.
Sergeant First Class Aaron Hallam.

-You do remember me.
-Talking about shit that never happened.

-They're recording this.
-Good. There will be a record.

And that record will never say
what you want it to say, will it?

Then what am I doing here, people?

Mort, you have got to help me out here.
Is this our guy or not?

I know there are variables, Mort.

There are always variables,
but we can't indict a variable.

[Bobby] Hey, boss.

Sir, we understand you have a man
named Aaron Hallam in your custody.

How much do you know about Mr. Hallam?

Born in 1968,

raised in Burrell County, West Virginia.

High school equivalency,

although he scored off the charts
in Science.

Joined the army at 18.

That's the strange part.

What's that, sir?

Well, it doesn't really tell us
any more about him.

The record's incomplete.

Not even a date of discharge.

Sergeant Hallam is unofficially listed
as missing in action, sir.

Unofficially?

That's a cover.

That means he's still doing work for you.

We're here to take possession
of your prisoner, sir.

This is not a military base.

Your man very likely killed and mutilated
four hunters on federal land.

I think you should
take a look at this, sir.

Unless we've been invaded
by a foreign power

and are officially at war,

you don't have any authority here.

I know you wanna get out of here,
but we're waiting on the blood results.

-And I need your statement.
-You ever used that thing?

-Do you mean did I ever shoot anyone?
-Yeah.

-Would you ask a guy the same question?
-Yeah.

Well, as a matter of fact, I have.

-Do we have to go into it?
-No.

Okay.

[reception] Operations.

I'll transfer you, sir.

[Abby] Not a great view of the city.

It's a wilderness.

What's your relationship to Hallam?

I trained him.

-To do what?
-Trained him to survive.

I trained him to kill.

I trained a lot of people like him.
The best of the best, shit like that.

I pulled your file.

-You were never in the military.
-No.

-You just worked for them.
-Yeah.

-Like a contractor.
-Yeah.

You don't like to talk about it, do you?

No.

[exhales]

My father was an army colonel.

When my older brother was killed
in Vietnam,

he decided he wasn't gonna lose
another son to that particular war.

End of story.

Dad was a tracker
before he joined the army,

and I learned what I do from him.

What about Hallam?

He's unusual.
He can kill anybody without regret.

Most of the people he killed never knew
he was in the same room with them.

How do you feel about that?

Well, I don't know.
I never had to kill anybody myself. I...

[sighs]

I just taught people how.

[person screams]

[Dale] In many ways,
Hallam is a fine warrior.

After a tour in Kosovo,

he was given another
sensitive assignment,

off the books.

He went too far.

A lot of innocent people lost their lives.

Hallam's battle stress has become so deep,
it is a part of his personality,

and it's impossible to reverse.

He's a killing machine.

There is no way he can be indicted
or tried in open court or any court.

He cannot be processed, interviewed,

charged with a crime
or copped out as a psycho.

His picture cannot appear
in any newspaper.

As far as the world is concerned, sir,

Aaron Hallam doesn't exist.

He's one of them.

They'll handle it.

You know why you're here, Aaron.

You wandered off the range.

It was way too messy, man.
You're supposed to be precise.

They weren't his family.

They were soldiers, Dale.

There was no backup,
no way for me to get out.

-I was set up.
-That's bullshit.

You fucked up.

Your actions resulted in the injury
and death of unarmed civilians.

They had weapons.

Well, you know, that's the problem.

You can't tell the sharks
from the guppies anymore.

That's what they're using now?

It's supposed to be painless.

Of course, he'd never use it on himself--

[agent groaning, straining]
-Release him, Aaron! Release him now!

[screams]

[metal scraping]

[elevator bell dings]

-You flying to Vancouver?
-Yeah.

Then a connecting flight?

No. I drive. It takes about eight hours.

That's right. You don't like flying much.

Must be worth it.

It's a very special place.
You ought to come up sometime.

I think you'd like it. You wouldn't have
to wear two guns all the time.

I mean, your whole posture would change.

[laughs] It's an open invitation.

[Dale breathing heavily]

[gags]

[groans]
[bone cracks]

[groans, gasping]

[whimpering]

[grunting]

Is it painless, Dale?

[bystanders chattering]
-We need paramedics here!

It's gonna explode!

-See if you can help him.
-No, I can't!

-Somebody get that guy.
-You better not move.

Does anyone know what's going on?
Is anyone on their way?

Don't stay too close to the truck, man.
Just sit down.

-Paramedic.
-Are you all right?

-Paramedic.
-Okay, call 911.

I'm okay, I'm okay!

-My buddies are in there.
-All right.

-Get 'em out. Get 'em out.
[chattering continues]

Somebody call an ambulance.

-There's nobody in there.
[Hallam] I'm okay. I'm okay.

Everybody's at a standstill right now.

-Okay?
-Tell 'em they're coming.

Horrible, yeah.

Yeah, okay...

Are you all right?

-Jackie, call 911.
[Hallam] Get 'em out!

-Hello?
-Oh, shit.

You're breaking up.

-Oh, my goodness.
-Don't come. Don't leave the house yet.

[announcer on PA, indistinct]

[sportscaster on television] ...to 98,
but it went right down to the wire.

[announcer on PA]
Please do not leave your bags unattended.

All unattended bags will be confiscated.

-All right, now, you go over there.
-Okay.

-And I'll go there.
-Yeah. All right.

Aah!

-Come on, come on, come on.
-One, two,

three, four, five, six,

seven, eight, nine, ten.

Ready or not, here I come.

[sportscaster] ...31 points.

It was only the fourth loss...

[announcer on PA]
May I have your attention, please.

This is the last call for flight 233...

[sportscaster] In other action, the 76ers...

Jerry Stackhouse
scored 29 points for the Pistons.

[L.T.] Hey.

[sportscaster]
...14 second-half turnovers by the 76ers.

Allen Iverson, who's been hampered
by injuries all season long...

[chuckles]

[announcer on PA]
Please do not leave your bags unattended.

All unattended bags will be confiscated.

[sportscaster] ...and could do very little
to help his teammates.

[laughing]

[sportscaster] We have a breaking story.

We're going to our correspondent,
Jeff Gianola,

who is live
outside the tunnel to Forest Park.

Jeff?

Ken, we have just arrived on the scene

of a terrible accident
outside the tunnel in Forest Park.

This is some type of truck,
some type of van

that was transporting people.

We can tell you there are...

[L.T.] Arm. Drop.

Recover.

Arm. Drop. Recover.

I will teach you how to kill.

Quickly, accurately, efficiently.

It will become a reflex action.

You will learn how to enter a combat zone
and evaporate into shadow.

You will learn how to survive,

or you will not.

Ready?

Arm. Heart.

Leg, leg. Lung.

Reverse your grip.

Bring your knife on the inside
of his arm here.

Sever all the connective tissue,

pulling his finger away from the trigger.

At the same time,
coming around his left shoulder,

grab the strap, choke him.

Now, come into his heart
through the top of his sternum

and bring him to the ground. Very good.

Go.

Arm, throat, heart, leg, leg, arm, lung.

Good. Good.

Into the thigh here.

Slice through that thigh
and the femoral artery

into this thigh and that femoral artery.

You will notice
that this arm is in your way.

It cannot hurt you.

The only thing this arm can do is block
the lung puncture you're about to do.

Push this arm over in front of his face.
Go into his lung.

Now, arm, neck, heart, leg, leg, lung.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

One, two, three,

power assist, four, five, six.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

Make this cut a good power assist.

You're looking for his backbone.
Here we go.

[exhaling]

Go.

There we go. Once again.

[exhaling]

[Hallam] "L. T

I don't think I can do this anymore.

The nightmares are getting worse.

I think I'm losing it, L. T

[sizzling]

[Hallam] I need to talk to you.

[Hallam] I don't know
if you've been getting my letters, L. T

I need to hear from you or talk to you.

You've been like a father to me.

Please write."

Once you are able to kill mentally,

the physical part will be easy.

The difficult part

is learning how to turn it off.

At this point, all we know for sure

is that we have
three confirmed fatalities.

We don't know whether
there were any other passengers

inside this van when it crashed.

Access is very limited.

We have no new information
from either the police or the FBI.

However, the van appears
to be a military-type vehicle,

possibly the type of vehicle
used to transport prisoners.

We'll try to get
some confirmation on that.

Once again, information's very sketchy.

Rescue crew's still on the scene,
along with FBI agents and technicians.

We're getting no comment
from the FBI agents on the scene.

We will try to get more information...

[L.T.] What happened?
[Van Zandt] Hallam's loose.

[children chattering]

[engine starts]

[Hallam] Hello, Irene.
[gasps]

[sighs] Aaron.

You scared me.

It's good to see you.

I'm not listening to you no more, Aaron.
Everything you told me was a lie.

I've never lied to you, Irene.

-Where have you been the last six months?
-Doing stuff for the government.

That's a lie, Aaron. That's a damn lie.

Get out of here.
I don't want to see you again.

[Loretta] Aaron?
[child] I'll be over in ten minutes!

Oh, man.

-Aaron, you're back!
-Hey, Loretta.

[child] Come on. Please.
-Hey.

It's so good to see you.
I missed you so much.

-How's my big girl?
-Where have you been?

Loretta, I need you
to start your homework.

-Can I visit with Aaron some more?
-You can visit with him later.

-Are you staying for dinner, Aaron?
-Go do your homework.

Okay.

Don't think you're going to step
right back into our lives, Aaron.

I understand, Irene.

I don't even know
what you do for a living.

Did you look in my locker?

How could I do that?

You have four locks on the thing.

What track is that?

-A squirrel.
-That's right.

-Where's the next one?
-Um...

Bring it down. Where's the next one?

[Loretta] I can't tell.

[Hallam] Hold it flat.

See? Every nine inches.

That's the gallop pattern.
Every nine inches.

[Loretta] Oh, yeah. I see.

-What's this one?
-That's a raccoon.

[Loretta] How come you never see 'em?
-Well, they hide to survive.

Men don't respect animals anymore.

They run them down or kill them
any chance they get.

I think that's sad.

[rustling]
[Loretta gasps]

That's only Kitty.

Here, Kitty.

No, you don't want to bother him now.

-Why?
-He's hunting too.

[whispers] Does he know we're here?

Oh, he knows.

How?

He can sense it.

[thunder rumbling]

She's so happy to see you.

Sit down.

What's this?

You gotta leave here.

-You gotta get out of Portland.
-What are you talking about?

-You're in danger, Irene.
-Why am I in danger?

You and Loretta.

And they'll come here
and burn this house down.

What are you talking about, Aaron?

[agent over radio]
House of the Leader. We got visual.

[Abby] Copy that. Stand by for intercept.

[child 1] See you later, Dad. Yay!
[child 2] Excuse me.

All right, sweetie.
You wait for me after school.

I'm going to be there
to pick you up, okay?

-All right. Is everything okay, Mommy?
-Everything's fine, honey.

-Okay. I love you.
-I love you too.

-See you later, alligator.
-Bye.

[child 3] Come sit by me.
[mother] Stay warm, honey.

[agent over radio]
The Leader's approaching intercept, 6..00.

[Abby] Roger that. We got her.

Irene Kravitz? Agent Durrell.

-Is that your little girl?
-Loretta, is it?

That's right.

-We'd like to talk to you.
-About what?

Oh, it's just routine, really, but it'd be
a lot easier if we talked inside.

If you make us come back with a warrant,
it won't be routine anymore.

[Abby] Going somewhere, Mrs. Kravitz?

No, I'm just cleaning stuff up,
trying to get organized.

We're looking for a man
named Aaron Hallam.

Have you seen him?

Not for a few months.

[Abby] But you know him.
-This have to do with his government work?

[Abby] When's the last time you saw him?

I don't remember. A few months ago
he sort of took off. That's the way he is.

Is he here, Irene?

What's this about? What's Aaron done?

Please have a seat, Irene.

[meows]

Nobody said he's done anything.

FBI wouldn't be here
if he hadn't done something.

When did you and Aaron meet?

Eight months ago, maybe.

Stayed here a while,
then he just took off.

He tell you where he was going?

Mrs. Kravitz, is he still here?

I said I ain't seen him in months.
How many times do I have to say that?

Excuse me, sir. Where are you going?

[Abby]
Irene, you wouldn't be doing him any good

and you wouldn't be doing
your daughter any good.

[Irene]
What do you know about my daughter?

[Abby] Don't worry...

We really just want to talk to you.
That's really all we want to do here.

Just sitting here and having
a little talk, you know? That's all.

-You shouldn't worry so much.
-Well, I do worry...

[conversation continues, faint]

[conversation continues, faint]

[Irene] We enjoyed his company
while he was here.

You want someone around for her.
I understand that.

But you have to look out for her safety.

Ask yourself, is this the right guy
to have around your daughter?

What has Aaron done?

-We just want to talk to him.
-Did he kill somebody?

[Irene] You need a lot of information
for something I don't know a lot about.

[Abby] No, no. I understand.
We really just want to talk to you.

[Abby] You shouldn't worry so much.
[Irene] Well, I do worry...

Come in.

[exhales]
You care about these people here, Aaron?

You're going to get them hurt.

-You here to sweep me, L.T.?
-You know I don't do that.

How do I know that?

They are coming for you.

They've been coming for me
for a long time, L.T.

You have to answer for what you've done.

I have to live with what I've done.

You can say whatever you want.

I don't trust you, L.T.

If you cross this line...

you better be ready to kill me.

[gun cocks]

Don't move. Put your hands
on your head and get on the floor.

I said get on the floor, now.

Get down.

[police siren wailing]

[sirens wailing]

[tires screeching]

[sirens continue wailing]

[people shouting]
-Hey, did you see that?

[officers shouting]

Hey, go!

Call 911!

-Stay low.
-Get on the sidewalk! Stay there!

[tires screeching]

[bystander screams]

[shouting]

[officer speaking, indistinct]
[police radio chatter]

That's a Silver Star.

[officers shouting outside]

That is a sketch that I made for a knife.

It's addressed to you.

"L.T., those guys you trained
to come and kill me,

they're not soldiers, they're robots."

[officer over radio] That's a negative.
We're still standing by.

[police siren wailing]

We've got a positive ID
at the riverfront construction site.

We're headed to that location. Over.

10-9 that location.

[siren wailing]

[Ted] This is Agent in Charge Van Zandt,
Agent Moret.

This is the site foreman Hank Hooker.

One of our guys saw him pull up over here
near that tunnel entrance there.

-How many men work there?
-Maybe three dozen. They're coming up now.

[Bobby] We need an exact count
and a set of blueprints.

All right.
This is an overview of the site.

There's four major sections down there.

He probably went down here
in the red section.

That's tunnels eight through 12.

-How far does this extend?
-About 12 square blocks.

-Straight into downtown.
-We'll cover the red section.

Only our people, Ted.
Show me the other three entrances.

He went in over there.
There's three other entrances here.

Make sure they're completely blocked off.

[officer 1] Get it?
[officer 2] Yeah, I did.

[alarm blaring]
[people shouting]

Stay there.

-Stop!
-Lock it down!

[shouting continues]

[alarm continues blaring]

[person] Come here.

[gasps]

[shouting, faint]

[metal clanks]

I got it.

[hissing]

[officer] I'm in here.

[police radio chatter]

[Van Zandt] FBI!

Step away from the column
with your hands up.

Let me see your hands.

720, this is Number One.
I need backup right now.

Red section, tunnel A.

Did you hear me?
I said step away from the column now!

Step away from the fucking column.

[dripping]

[screams]
[bones crack]

[alarm blaring]

[officer 1 shouts, indistinct]

[officer 2] About halfway.

[officer 3] Radio's dead.
We gotta stick to view.

[officers talking in distance]

[gasps, groans]

[officer 1] We got movement!
[police radio chatter]

[officer 2] Right behind you.

Shit.

Jesus Christ.

Bobby!

[officer 3] I'm on the way.

Leave it in! Don't touch him!
Don't touch him. Open his mouth.

Keep pressure on the wound.
Keep pressure on the wound.

[Bobby coughs]
-Hang in, buddy.

Command Post, this is Number Two.
We have an agent down.

Sector red. Sector red.

[Ted] Take it easy. It's me.

It's me. It's me.

[Bobby coughing]

Get me them EMTs now. ASAP!

[Abby] Bobby. Bobby. Bobby, listen to me.
[Ted] Come on, Bobby.

[alarm continues blaring]

[horns honking]

[people chattering]
[horns honking]

Sorry, man.

[horn blows]

[children chattering]

[children chattering]

[sirens wailing]

[officer speaking, indistinct]

Hey! Hey!

[child] Yeah!

[people chattering]

Hey.

[metal clanks]

[breathing heavily]

[horns honking]

[train horn blaring]

[Ted over radio]
Number Two, Three-Charlie-One.

Subject spotted on foot, eastbound,
number two lane, Hawthorne Bridge.

Close off both ends of the bridge.

Two SWAT teams on the way. Over.

Get everybody off the bridge.

[grunting]

[electrical crackling]

[officers shouting]

Leave that car! Stay right here.

Excuse me.

[passenger screams]

Hey.

[brakes screeching]

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop!

[clamoring]

[Hallam] Get down!
-Let's keep this between us.

Don't get in the way!

Get everybody down on the floor.

[clamoring]

Where you at? Hey! Hey!

[police radio chatter]

Get down, now! Get down!

[officer] On the bridge. On the bridge.

[police radio chatter]

-Get down!
-Now! Get down!

He's on the tower! Target of opportunity!

He's on the tower!

-Fire!
[gunfire]

[officers shouting]

[breathing heavily]

[gunfire continues]

[Abby] Cease fire!

Cease fire! Hold your fire!

Captain, I need two or three
of your officers on each bridge.

Sweep the western seawall
and shut down the bike paths.

SWAT, I need recon teams
on both sides of the river.

Sniper units to cover each team's advance.

You can take your people off the river.

Currents are strong enough to carry him,
and the kid swims like a fish.

This is our show, Bonham.
This is what we do best.

-How many people are you willing to lose?
-Excuse me?

-He will kill as many of you as he can.
-Bonham.

You better decide now
what's an acceptable body count.

-Knock it off.
-You want more dead bodies?

That's what you're gonna get if you let
these guys declare war on my boy.

-I made him what he is and I can stop him.
-We've lost two of our people.

Best agents I ever served with.

Hallam belongs to us.

[dogs barking]

[officer over bullhorn]
if you see a wreck in there, let me know.

We'll get a vehicle down there.

[dogs barking]

[grunting]

[branch snaps]

[grunts]

[helicopter whirring]

[insect chittering]

[knocking]

[groans, shouting]

[shouts]

[grunting]

[groans]

[both grunting]

[groans]

[gasps]

[grunting]

[grunts]

[both grunting]

[screams]
[both grunting]

If he's alive, he won't come in.

Right.

[groans]

[Hallam shouts]
[L.T. grunts]

[groans]

[groans]

[Abby] Hallam!
[Ted] Get on the ground!

[fire crackling]

[Johnny Cash]
God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son."

["The Man Comes Around" playing]