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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?

- You're here, Agent Henderson,

to help us catch them.

- Can you run vocal recognition on an audio recording for me?

I need this done quietly.

- Evelyn Lazarus doesn't exist.

- Apparently she could run a sub five-minute mile.

- So if she's running anywhere close to that,

there's gotta be a record of her competing,

and that is how we are gonna find her real name.

I got you, Caitlin Taylor.

- Close your eyes.

Deep breath in.

And... Release.

Good.

You're a little tighter than usual.

- Mm-hmm.

- Have you been doing those exercises I showed you?

- I'm trying.

- Because it's important to take time to relax,

to release the tension.

And sorry again for canceling last week so last minute.

It's just that, uh-- - It's fine.

- It's just my sister's been sick for a while.

Well, longer than a while,

and she--

she actually just passed.

- Sorry, do you mind if we don't talk?

- Oh. Sure.

- Great, thanks.

Amanda, what's going on?

Where did you go?

- Deep breath in.

- Ow.

- That's it.

- That's Colonel Lazarus?

- That is Caitlin Taylor

the day before she apparently died by suicide.

But look who else is in the photo.

Dr. Dulles.

- If Colonel Lazarus is Caitlin Taylor,

that means an inmate from the Pit

is a colonel in the U.S. military.

How is that even possible?

Inmates don't leave the Pit, let alone

breeze through West Point. - Unless they do.

- Who else knows about this?

- Just you and me right now.

That's the way I want it to be until I get more proof,

and you are the only person who can help me with that.

There's one more thing.

- Okay.

- A few weeks ago, Shane gave me an audio file,

asked if I could voice match it to anyone.

I ran it, came back as Colonel Lazarus.

- Okay.

What was he working on?

- I don't know.

- And when you told him that it was Colonel Lazarus's voice,

what did he say?

- I didn't.

I was going to, but then Oliver died.

- So does Shane know that she's an inmate?

- He might.

But why wouldn't he say anything?

We got a hit.

- What do we got?

- Morning.

- Homicide, Covington, Kentucky.

Rick Howell of 144 Elm Way.

Social worker did a wellness check this morning.

Found his body had been there at least two weeks.

Bruises on the neck and torso indicate

a physical altercation.

Local PD found nothing missing except the victim's

red Nissan Sentra. I already have a BOLO out.

Digital prints match Pit inmate Amanda Weiss.

The Masseuse.

- Y'all both know her?

- It's a little to forget when it's a woman.

- Let me guess, you wrote a paper on her at Quantico.

- And then I didn't get a massage for three years.

- Amanda Weiss was the product of a physically

and psychologically abusive mother

and showed classic early indicators of psychopathy--

shallow affect, manipulative charm,

a tendency for calculated violence.

But she also had a sister, Lucy.

She was in and out of drug rehabs all through her teens.

- Amanda acted as Lucy's shield.

The sisterly bond they forged came from unfortunate

circumstances, but she grounded Amanda,

preventing her from pursuing her violent fantasies.

- Because she knew if she got locked up,

nobody would be there for Lucy.

- Which is why when Lucy OD'd on fentanyl, Amanda snapped.

She murdered six clients in the span of one week.

She broke their necks at C4 and C5, killing them instantly.

- So she's a spree killer. That's rare, right?

- Oh, yeah, very.

When the loss of her sister destabilized Amanda,

she felt abandoned.

- What does that have to do with some random guy

in Kentucky?

- Why? Where are you sitting?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

- Um, I don't carry Coach, and I don't fly coach.

It's a small plane.

You're never gonna get first class at this point.

- Uh-huh?

- They went to the wrong gate.

- I'm on 19A.

Hopefully I'm sitting by you.

- I'll be the last one to get off the plane.

- Amanda, I was hoping we might try this again today.

- Tell me about your desires.

Patient unresponsive.

What is the effect of this silence, Amanda?

Patient unresponsive.

You know, I wonder, what kind of enjoyment

do you draw from this?

- Wow, that is like watching paint refusing to dry.

- Amanda stonewalled the first two shrinks

the Pit threw at her, so they brought in a heavy hitter,

Dr. Celia Erikson,

a leader in post-Lacanian psychoanalytic theory.

- Looked like Amanda sent their heavy hitter

back to the benches without breaking a sweat.

- I've read some of Dr. Erikson's stuff.

Her questions are a little unconventional,

but they're specifically designed

to identify a patient's psychic map and ethical framework.

- And what does that mean exactly?

- It means how a patient responds,

the form and the grammar of the answers

is more important than the words they choose.

- And, um, what does that mean exactly?

- Okay, when we speak, we decide what we wanna say,

the words we wanna use.

But very rarely do we pre-select the grammar

in those sentences.

And it's those choices that reveal our unconscious.

- Unless they don't talk.

- In a sense, yes,

but even Amanda not answering

is in itself an answer.

- All right, so how does a shrink get a subject to talk

when they don't want to?

- Listen to this.

According to Dr. Erikson's notes, in order for Amanda's

therapy to be successful, Amanda would have to form

a similar emotional attachment to her.

- Okay, that's a little naive.

I mean, given Amanda's psychopathy,

there's no way she was gonna form

an emotional connection with Dr. Erikson,

especially with her defenses up.

Erikson's deluding herself.

- Yep, and it shows.

Watch this.

- Amanda, at this point, I think it's fairly obvious

that you're not gaining anything from these sessions,

and quite frankly, neither am I.

Flying in here every week, it's a waste of my time.

So I'm terminating treatment.

Goodbye, Amanda.

- Wait, she just quit?

- Yeah, I mean, she wasn't getting anywhere.

- No, I mean, she just threw in the towel.

I wasn't expecting that.

- Morales, we just got a hit on that missing red Nissan.

- Where? - Lexington, Kentucky.

Outside a house belonging to a Tiffany Blair,

who was MIA at work this morning.

- I'll go around back. - Yep.

Front room's clear. Going upstairs.

- Where's Tiffany?

Hey.

Hey, can you hear me?

Help!

Please!

Please help!

- There's no blood anywhere.

- And noodles so old, even I wouldn't eat them.

- Okay, well, whatever happened here

didn't happen today.

- No sign of them upstairs.

Found a key tray with no keys in it.

Morales, find out what kind of car Tiffany was driving.

Maybe Weiss took off in it.

- I'll check the Nissan.

- So what are you thinking?

- If this wasn't Amanda Weiss, I'd say this was an abduction.

- Yeah, but she doesn't do abductions.

- Before the Pit, Amanda would always leave

her victims in their homes.

- So why would she take Tiffany?

- Hey.

- Anything in the car?

- A food delivery bag, some ramen menus, and this.

I think Amanda was working for a delivery service.

- Bingo.

- You think Weiss and Tiffany crossed paths in an NA meeting?

- Amanda wasn't an addict.

- No, but her sister Lucy was.

She's her anchor, her whole world.

- Oh, creepy. They look a lot alike.

- None of this was random.

Amanda was looking for another Lucy,

and she knew exactly where to go to find one.

- NA meetings.

- I bet she targeted Tiffany for days.

She sat right out there in her car watching,

deciding if she was gonna take her.

Then she studied her patterns and used

the food delivery to drug her.

- Bex? - Hey. What's up?

- We might have a situation.

The guy Amanda killed two weeks ago,

the Covington victim, Rick Howell,

we were searching for any kind of connection to Amanda,

and his home used to be owned

by Dr. Celia Erikson,

Amanda's therapist from the Pit.

- Amanda went there looking for Erikson.

- And when she didn't find her, things must have escalated.

- Maybe Tiffany's not the only person Amanda's grabbed.

Morales, was Dr. Erikson at the Pit

on the day of the blast?

- Nope.

She was at her university in Indiana.

You think Amanda Weiss kidnapped Dr. Erikson?

- Where is Dr. Erikson right now?

- Hey. Hey. It's okay. It's okay.

I'm here. Hey.

You're not alone, okay?

Here, let me help you.

What's going on?

Who are you?

- Uh, sorry, one second.

Hey, Morales.

- Bex, just got confirmation from our team,

Dr. Erikson is safe and en route to the field office.

- Yeah, we told them that we're tracking a killer,

and the doctor's the consultant.

That's the story.

- That's pretty close to the truth.

- Where was she?

- In the middle of a lecture.

She wasn't thrilled, but our guys

didn't give her much choice.

- Well, hopefully, Dr. Erikson

can provide some insight.

Can you switch to a private line?

- Sure thing.

Done. What's up?

- That thing that we talked about earlier,

any new insight?

- Uh, I haven't had much time to dig.

It's been hard to find a moment when no one's watching.

But so far, zero hits on Caitlin Taylor.

- If she was an inmate, there has to be

some kind of record somewhere about her.

- Yeah, I know.

Did you talk to Shane

about the audio files?

- No, not yet, but I gotta go, okay?

- Hey, what was that audio file you had Morales

looking into a few weeks back?

- Audio file?

- Yeah.

- Um, that was--

that was a lead I was following up

on the Jenna Wells case.

Turns out it was a dead end, so.

Did Morales tell you about that?

- No, no, I just saw her running it,

and I was gonna ask you about it.

But she didn't tell me what it was about.

- Okay.

It was nothing.

- Hey.

Erikson just landed.

- All right.

Looks like you're up. - I'm up.

Dr. Erikson, my name is

Special Agent Rebecca Henderson.

Um, please, right this way.

- I know who you are and what happened to you.

- Right, well, the reason for my suspension from the FBI

is not the topic of conversation for today.

- I was referring to the reasons you joined the FBI.

I remember reading the Eli Johnson case.

You were just a girl.

But I shouldn't be surprised you wound up here.

Trauma is cyclical.

- Let's talk about Amanda Weiss.

Cameras are off.

It's just you and me.

Can I grab you a coffee?

- Black.

Amanda is still alive then?

And I assume you and your friends must be

part of the recovery effort.

- We are the recovery effort,

which is why we need your help.

Let's talk about your sessions at the Pit with Amanda.

- I was told I would never have to answer questions

for the work I did down there.

- Unfortunately, that was before the blast

and before Amanda decided to kill someone

at 144 Elm Way in Covington.

- Rick Howell?

Well, that's very unfortunate.

- There's another innocent life at stake too.

We believe Amanda abducted her.

Remind you of anyone in Amanda's life?

- Hmm.

Transference. It's the most powerful

psychological tool in the human psyche.

How did Amanda do it?

- I think the better question is how Amanda

had your home address in her back pocket.

- I don't know.

Google?

- You know, I saw your last session with Amanda.

You quit.

- I was frustrated.

So much work, and Amanda still wasn't responding.

- Dr. Erikson, you were summa cum laude at Harvard.

You finished your PhD at Oxford four years later.

You have over 212 academic papers published.

You don't quit. You don't lose.

I don't even think you know how.

You're enjoying this.

You're antagonizing me.

- Why do you think that is?

- 'Cause I don't think that you stopped treating Amanda.

I think you switched tactics.

- It was clear that Amanda would never trust me,

an authority figure, much like her mother.

So I tried something

out of the box.

- How's that feel?

Is that better?

- A new theoretical protocol called mutual

stress-related attachment.

- Well, isn't that just a fancy way

of saying trauma bonding?

- Call it what you want.

It worked.

- The only person Amanda ever found

a true emotional attachment to was her sister, Lucy.

So we took an inmate just like Lucy

and got her to lure Amanda out of her shell.

- I'm sorry, you let her interact with another inmate?

- Her name was Alice.

She was a serial killer,

much like Belle Gunness,

but also an addict.

Alice was the only person that we knew Amanda could bond with,

especially given the traumatic circumstances of the Pit.

So we put Alice in the cell next to Amanda.

- How did they communicate?

- Wall tapping.

It's common amongst inmates. You know...

We discovered Amanda had learned it

before she was transferred to the Pit.

Within days, they were fluent with each other.

Amanda shared everything with Alice.

She was the key to unlocking Amanda's psychology.

- Except that Alice didn't exist, did she?

You played that part.

Amanda never laid eyes on Alice

because you were the one knocking on the other side

of the wall, weren't you?

That's how she had your home address in Covington.

You used parts of your real life to create Alice, no?

- Yeah.

The truth is always the easiest to remember.

- Except that the truth just killed an innocent man,

and when Amanda couldn't find Alice,

she decided to recreate the situation

by kidnapping another woman.

As you said, trauma is cyclical, right?

- She wasn't supposed to escape.

- The man who took us, did you see him?

- I saw his face.

I fought back when he grabbed me.

- I didn't even see him. I just woke up here.

Oh.

- I'm so sorry you're going through this.

But I'm happy I'm not alone.

- Very impressive, Agent Henderson.

You're smarter than you look. - Thank you. I get that a lot.

So since you know Amanda so well, where might she be?

- Well, if she's still looking for Alice,

I imagine she'd go to the Cumberland Mountains.

- Why is that?

- Amanda and Alice daydreamed about escaping together

and retreating up to one of the many cabins in that area.

It's peaceful, idyllic.

Alice's family summered there when she was a child.

- No, actually, your family summered there.

Which cabin?

- Is he going to kill us?

When is he going to come back?

- I've been here for days.

I know how it goes.

Trust me.

- What's he like?

- He doesn't like it when you fight back,

so it's best to keep quiet.

- Hey, hey, come here.

Come here. It's okay. We have each other.

We're not alone.

- There's a nail coming out of the floorboard.

- What?

- If I can get it, I can get us out of here.

- No, no, no, I don't think we should be doing this.

What if he sees?

- If we stay here, we'll die.

- Don't--

- Where are you going?

- I see a road.

If we can get there, then we can flag somebody down.

- No, no, no, no. What if it's him?

If we run towards the wrong car, we're done.

We have to stay together out here somewhere.

- Hey, hey, it's all right.

We're gonna make it.

We have to try.

Just come on, I'm not gonna leave you.

What is it?

- You weren't supposed to leave the cabin.

I can't breathe.

- Guys, the Cumberland Mountains

cover thousands of acres of remote wilderness,

and there are hundreds of cabins.

- Erikson's family rented dozens

of cabins over the years.

Amanda could be keeping Tiffany at any one of them.

- Needles and haystacks.

And all these hills and hollers make a drone useless.

- We're gonna find her.

- Nobody knows where you are, Tiffany.

Nobody even knows you're gone.

You realize that, right?

I know.

I've been watching you.

So I know that you don't have anyone.

But it's okay.

It's okay because I know how that feels,

and it's awful.

But you don't have to be alone.

We don't have to be alone.

We have each other now,

and that's all we need to be happy.

That's why I brought us here,

so we could depend on each other

like real sisters do.

Do we have a deal?

- Okay, okay, I get it, I get it, I get it.

You need time.

But you'll see,

the pain only brings us closer.

And no matter what,

I'll take care of you.

- If Amanda's camping out there,

she would have stopped in town for supplies,

gear, water.

Middlesboro, small town at the base of the mountains.

- Smart thinking, Florence.

- All right, looks like we're doing an old-fashioned canvass.

- Hi, there.

You were out quite a while.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Shh, shh, shh.

Don't worry.

You're okay, I promise.

We are gonna be so happy together.

Here.

- Yeah. Okay.

Relax, okay?

Try to get some rest.

- Oh.

Your ankle must be hurting.

- But I'll take care of you.

- Wait!

My heart is racing.

I need my pills.

- No, no, no, you can't take anything, you silly squirrel.

You're in recovery.

- No, not drugs.

I have a heart murmur.

I need my medicine.

Please, if I don't have my pills, I'll die.

- Hey. Have you seen her?

- No one recognizes Amanda's photo.

- Yeah, same.

Apparently, we're the only strangers

to come through town recently.

- I get the feeling a place like this

does not love the government stirring the pot.

- Guys, I got her. Pharmacy, north end of town.

- Is she alone?

- Yeah, I think so.

- Shane, grab her. We're on our way.

- She's talking to the pharmacist.

- Wait. No, Shane, stop.

We still don't know where she's holding Tiffany.

- We don't even know if Tiffany is still alive.

- She's alive.

But given how she stonewalled Erikson, if we grab her now,

she's not gonna give us anything.

- Well, if we try to follow her in our vehicle,

she'll make us for sure.

- I got a plan.

- Don't move, don't move.

- Let me go.

- Are you working with the Feds?

- What? What are you talking about?

- The Pit. Right there.

Are you working with them?

- No, no, I'm not.

- You gotta swear to me. - I swear.

Who are you?

- It's me.

It's Alice.

- Where have you been?

- I will explain everything, I promise,

but right now, we gotta go, unless you wanna get

dragged back to the Pit.

I knew you'd remember the mountains.

- I found us the perfect place.

- Got them, moving east out of town.

- Copy. We have a visual.

They're heading into the mountains.

- Amanda's already made our SUV,

so we're gonna have to hang way back.

- Okay, give them space.

We're tracking from our end.

- Okay, I don't see them anymore.

I think we're good.

- What happened to you?

I went to your family's place.

- On Elm Way?

Are my parents still there?

- No.

I just thought you'd go there.

- No, I, um--

I got out of the Pit, and I spent a couple weeks

laying low in Casper.

The Feds and the military were everywhere,

but as soon as I could, I started hitchhiking south.

I knew you'd come here, too, to be honest.

What is it?

- Nothing.

I just--I pictured you different.

You're taller than I imagined.

- You're just saying that because Lucy was.

Look, I really do wish that I could have met her.

I think we would have been friends.

- Bex, I'm not sure she's buying it.

Hang in there,

- We're about a half a mile behind you, Bex,

but looking at the map, the road runs out soon,

so we're gonna have to hang back.

But we won't be far.

All right, you got this.

- Go ahead.

You know the way.

I'll be right behind you.

- You know,

I looked you up on the internet.

I tried to figure out where you'd go or maybe even

find out what you even look like.

But there was nothing.

I couldn't find a single article about you

or what you did, who you murdered.

Why couldn't I find you, Alice?

- You wanna know what I found when I looked you up?

You were dead.

Yeah, you killed yourself in prison.

I even read the note you wrote.

They posted it online to convince

everyone that was the truth.

Do you realize how powerful these people are?

If they can kill you, they can erase me.

But I killed those men.

Yeah, I bashed their heads in, butchered them like hogs.

- What does she know about butchering hogs?

- I remember you telling me about that guy from Minnesota.

- He was a funny one.

- Yeah, he was.

What was his name again?

Was it Joe or John?

- It was John. - John, right.

Do you remember what you kept from John?

- Did I take something?

- Yeah, you told me you kept a souvenir.

Do you remember what it was?

Because I remember what it was.

I don't remember taking anything.

Other than a watch.

- It really is you.

- Dr. Erikson said she modeled Alice on Belle Gunness.

When they busted Gunness, they found a victim,

a guy from Minnesota, John Moe.

And get this, Gunness held onto his watch.

- Yes, Bex.

- What do you think?

- This is amazing.

Yeah, this is exactly like the one I went to growing up.

- Yeah, it's just how I imagined it from your stories.

- It's awesome.

- We'll be safe here

together.

Uh, can I get you anything?

Do you want a water? Do you want some food?

- Um--

- It's just a little cold, actually.

Can we put another log on the fire?

- You're cold? - A little bit.

- Yeah, good idea.

I'll get it going.

- Thank you.

- What are you doing?

I was looking for my room.

- Well, you found it.

But you can't go in there right now.

- 'Cause why?

- I have to explain.

- Amanda, why is this door locked?

- Because...

I couldn't be alone again,

not after everything.

- Is there someone in this room?

- Yes, but she is nothing.

She's nothing. She's a nobody.

This is real.

We are real.

I'll fix it.

- Amanda, stop. Amanda.

Oh--

I wanna do it--

for us.

Come on, let me do it. Give me the gun.

- We'll do it together.

- Okay.

- Please, somebody help!

- Amanda, stop!

- What are you doing?

- Guys, find Tiffany.

She's out there, wounded somewhere.

I've got Amanda.

- I'll get Tiffany. You go to the cabin.

- Help!

- You're with them. You're with the Pit.

- Put the gun down, Amanda.

- I knew something was off about you

from the moment I saw you.

- Put the gun down!

- Where is Alice?

Where is she?

- She's in custody with us.

- No.

You're lying.

- She was in her cell when we found her.

She was completely alone.

She didn't get out after the blast.

But she keeps asking about you every day.

- Well, then you have to let her go.

- I can't do that.

You know I can't do that, but I can take you to her.

Amanda, you guys can be together, I promise.

Or we can both die right here.

That choice is yours.

Don't do that to her. She misses you.

Alice needs you.

She really misses you.

Put the gun down, Amanda.

- Just take me to see Alice.

- Help!

- Tiffany!

Help!

Somebody help!

- Oh, hey. Hey.

I got you.

I'm with the FBI.

It's okay.

- "Butchered them just like the hogs"?

- I was leaning into it.

- Yeah, you were.

- Yes, I was.

- Come on, you were a little bit too convincing, I think.

- No. Don't put me in the Pit.

- Hey, uh, Amanda Weiss is en route to the new facility,

and she still thinks Alice is real,

so she's not gonna be happy with you

when she finds out you lied.

- As long as she's behind bars, I don't care.

Mm. - I'm out.

- No.

- Yep.

Good job today.

- Bye. - See you tomorrow.

- Thank you, boss.

- Excuse me.

I've never seen you this quiet or so serious.

Okay.

- Sorry, liquid courage.

- You need that 'cause why?

- There are some things about me

that you don't know that

I'd like to tell you.

- Okay.

- I told you I started working at the Pit

to be closer to family.

But that's not the whole truth.

I took the job...

because I was looking for a prisoner down there.

- Who were you looking for?

- People are asking questions.

- Questions are inevitable.

- My biological mother.

That voice recording you asked me about,

that's all I have of her.

I don't even know her name.

You know, I may never.

- Sorry, that voice recording was your mom?

- What about the boy?

- I'll keep my promise.

- I just wanted to know who I am...

Where I came from.

And I will never lie to you again.

- Y'all doing okay here?

Can I get you anything?

- No, thank you.

- We're fine. Appreciate it.

To new beginnings?