All language subtitles for Manhunt.S02E06_English

[news fanfare playing]

ANCHOR:
The bomber speaks.

Serial bomber Eric Rudolph,

currently under federal
indictment for three bombings,

has released a series
of inflammatory letters

to news organizations.

In the letters, Rudolph takes
full responsibility

for the attacks at an abortion
clinic outside Atlanta,

the Otherside lesbian lounge

and an abortion clinic
in Birmingham,

which claimed the life
of Officer Robert Sanderson.

Rudolph claims in his letters

that he never meant
to harm anyone,

but wanted to
"Stop the murder of children."

Rudolph calls himself
a "defender of families

"and the family values
and principles

our nation was founded on."

A
n
other wrinkle in the search for
the elusive serial bomber.

♪ ♪

This section of the letters
contains details

about the construction
of the Sandy Springs, Otherside

and Birmingham bombs.

He provides them as proof
that he's the bomber.

Embry, do the forensics
match what's in these letters?

All the details are accurate.

And none have been released
to the press by investigators.

The bomber would be the only guy
who'd know all this stuff.

These letters have been written
by Eric Rudolph,

the signature notwithstanding.

"Army of God."

Knox, what have we got
on the Army of God?

-I-Is that
a terrorist organization?
-KNOX: This is typical

of communications
from lone-wolf bombers.

Rudolph's trying
to make himself seem powerful,

like he's a warrior in a broader
movement, but he's not.

The Unabomber
did the same thing.

Called himself "we,"
had an imaginary organization

called the Freedom Club.

-There is no Army of God.
-Army of God

is Rudolph trying to make
himself the good guy.

Here, too, when he says
"I did not mean to hurt anyone."

BRENNAN:
Right.

"Stop the murder of children."

"Let those who murder innocent
babies be warned."

Same thing, right?

He's not the murderer,
he's trying to prevent murder.

-Exactly.
-Mailing these letters

is a risky move for him.

So, why does he do it? Huh?

KNOX:
My theory is that one morning

he wakes up
and there's no oatmeal

left in his backpack
for breakfast.

Or there's a patrol
too close for comfort.

Look, I think Rudolph
is claiming

that he's doing God's work
because he thinks that will sway

a pro-life jury in Birmingham.

And he's saying he never meant
to hurt anyone to try to wriggle

out of a premeditated
murder charge.

So he knows he's on the verge
of being captured.

He's running scared

a
n
d already trying to set the
table for his trial.

Well, good.

If Rudolph is thinking
about standing before a jury,

let's get him there.

Knox, let's, uh,
double up on the patrols,

concentrate on the areas
near where he mailed these.

And I want extra men
at all the checkpoints.

I
f
he's going to try and escape
the woods,

he'll make his move now.

All right? Thank you.

Oh, hold up, hold up.

If you don't mind.

If you're right,
who's the audience?

Potential jurors in Alabama.

And who knows, maybe some
misguided fool here in Nantahala

who would give a fellow
Christian a few sandwiches

so he can survive
another day or two.

This is the first time

he's claimed responsibility
for the bomb.

He's boasting about it, almost.

"Oh, it was me, I know all
these details about the bomb,

I'm God's warrior."

I mean, who is that for, really?

I mean, I'm not
saying you're wrong.

But the kind of guy who would
plan two L-shaped ambushes?

He's not some rube
flailing around the woods

trying to survive the week.

He's got a plan.

And I don't know what it is,
but he's got one.

B
R
ENNAN: Agents,

will you excuse us a moment?

[door opens]

I'm sure you noticed

Rudolph took responsibility
for three bombings, not four.

Sandy Springs, Otherside Lounge
and Birmingham.

Not Olympic Park.

I've noticed that.

And I hate to sound
like a broken record,

but the facts say otherwise.

So you're claiming that Rudolph
managed to detonate a huge bomb

on the biggest stage
in the world.

One of the most famous and
successful terrorist bombings

on American soil ever.

Then he decided to write letters
taking responsibility

for three tiny,
relatively little bombings,

but for some reason,

makes no mention whatsoever
of his masterpiece.

Even for you, that must sound
pretty far-fetched.

By God, you are right.

I don't understand it.

Thank you for your help, Agent.

Earl, Earl.

[muttering]

Think you're the smartest
mother--

Goddamn it.
[continues muttering]

We'll be home
in three hours, man.

Just-just put it behind us.

We're not going home.

If that directional plate isn't
good enough for this bunch,

well, we'll just
find something else.

MINISTER: I was gonna preach today about "turning the other cheek."

But I read
these letters this morning.

We've been hearing over and over
from the FBI:

"Eric Rudolph is a terrorist,
an enemy of society."

I bought that.

But then,
I read the man's words.

And it didn't fit.

What I see is a man
who dared to stand up

for what we all believe in:
protecting defenseless babies.

-[agreeing chatter]
-Eric's so-called "crime"?

The one that is bringing
the full might

of the U.S. government
and the FBI down on this town,

down upon this congregation?

He attacked
a few empty buildings.

-WOMAN: Yeah.
-He blew up some bricks.

A
n
d accidentally killed one guard

and hurt one nurse,

who, let's be honest,
has made a career

out of aiding
and abetting mass murder.

-[agreeing chatter]
-That's right.

Now, I don't know
what all this means.

A
n
d I absolutely would never
condone violence.

By Eric Rudolph or anyone here
in this church. Hear me on that.

"Thou shalt not kill" is a
commandment, not a suggestion.

[agreeing chatter]

But I got to say,

if there is an Army of God,

-shouldn't we all be enlisting?
-[agreeing chatter]

Today?

Right now?
There is an Army of God.

It's not a terrorist group.

It is right here in this church.

A
n
d in 10,000 churches all over
this country.

And if you are not in it,

then the hour of your downfall
is at hand.

Because if God is with us,
who can be against us?!

[cheering, applause]

That's right.

[piano playing]

♪
M y hope is built on nothing less♪

♪ Than Jesus' blood♪

♪ And righteousness♪

♪ I dare not trust
the sweetest frame♪

♪
B ut wholly lean on Jesus' name♪

♪ On Christ,
the solid rock, I stand♪

♪
A ll other ground is sinking sand♪

♪ All other ground♪

♪ Is sinking sand...♪

[grunting]

THOMPSON:
Well, well, well.

All right, gentlemen.

[chuckles]
Make yourself at home.

Appreciate it, Sheriff.
Really do.

Well, there you are.

Keys to Eric's kingdom.

-Y'all have a good day.
-Thank you.

H
A
NNAH: Phineas?

Phineas?

[Phineas barking in distance]

You found it?

Phineas.

Oh, he's a beautiful dog.

Think he f--
think he smelled my food.

I know who you are.

Oh, you don't have to be scared.

Me? Don't worry, I'm not.

Phineas, go home.

[barking]

I think I know who you are, too.

You're the woman
the FBI assaulted.

Your kids, too, right?

I heard about that.

I'm-I'm so sorry.

You should keep
farther from town.

Feds are up and down this hollow
couple times a day.

You know, I did all this
to help people.

To protect the innocent.

Uh, just the idea that good
people like you are suffering

'cause I'm on the run...

No, little kids
shouldn't have to see that.

I'm sorry. It ain't right.

You want to head up that way.

Northeast.

Ah.

Well, thank you...

Hannah.

Thank you, Hannah.

Okay, sit. Sit, boy.

Good job.

What do you think,
can you stay put for me?

-
[whimpers]
-
[shushes]

Stay.

[praying quietly]

[twig snaps]

It's me. I'm sorry.

Oh, you just startled me is all.

These FBI patrols
have got me all jumpy.

Why are you here...

exactly?

Why are you in Nantahala?

W
e
ll, it's God's country. Filled
with God's people.

Plus, it's home. I grew up here.

Did you? Nobody in town
seems to know you.

Y
o
u go ask Mrs. Patterson down at
Cherokee Valley Elementary,

I'm sure she remembers me.

I used to give her
a whole mess of trouble.

Well, she got me expelled
for the "great crime"

of having a Christian view
of history and science.

We used to live right next door
to Paul Ashland.

You knew old Paul?

Oh.

He was like a dad to me.

He's the one who
brought us Rudolphs to Christ.

P
a
ul was a friend of my husband's.

A
m
an you could rely on when it
all hit the fan.

I'd like to think he'd say
the same about me,

if he was still with us.

I read your letters.

Is it true?

-Is all that stuff true?
-Uh, yes, ma'am.

I'm shivering in the woods,
starving half the time,

running from FBI patrols
day and night,

but it's all worth it.

And I would do it all over again
if I had the choice.

You know,
in my lowest moments...

I imagine a little baby...

that would've been torn
limb from limb

in its mama's womb.

I imagine that baby growing up,

peaceful...

running around laughing...

and I think:

if I have to suffer like this,

so that just one baby can live,

then by God, let me suffer.

I
t
ain't right the way they're
treating you.

The FBI would be happy
to put a bullet in your back

and call it justice.

Hey, this is the path I chose,
for the glory of God.

I want to help you, sir.

You don't know me...

but me and my husband...

w
e
've got a lot of "reliable
friends."

You tell me what you need,

how we can help keep you safe...

and I'll see it through.

Ma'am, will you pray with me?

Dear Father,

give us your light...

[continues praying quietly]

♪ ♪

HOLLIWELL:
We can keep beating our heads
against the wall,

but it's not here.

He's supposed to be
all religious.

Pro-life,

anti-government,

bombing for his beliefs...

Well, there's not one pamphlet,

prayer card,

no picture of a dead baby,

no anti-government books
or neocon manifestos.

Look, Earl, when...

when the most relevant evidence

you've got is
You Might Be a Redneck If...

and a couple of
Cheech & Chong tapes?

It's time to go home.

[exhales] You ever hear
the old Greek fable

of the farmer and the snake?

Oh, boy. Story hour.

I like story hour.

I like it.

Well, this farmer's
coming along home

late one cold winter night,
and he...

sees this viper
lying in the road,

frozen near to death.

The farmer picks up
this cute little viper,

he puts it in his coat,
right up against his skin.

G
e
t him all warm. He saves his
life.

Well, that viper,

as soon as he feels a little
warmth come in his body?

Oh-- [hisses]
He bites that farmer.

Now the farmer's dying...

and he looks down at that snake.

He said,

"Why the hell did you do that?"

Says the snake,

"It is puzzling.
I reckon it's just my nature."”

I've been in hundreds of rooms
like this.

Going through people's things,

piecing together
their reasons why.

99% of these bombers,
it's simple.

It's personal.

Boss fired you, woman left you,
judge dropped the hammer.

Hell, your neighbor's playing

Guns N' Roses
at 3:00 in the morning.

The other one percent

is extreme ideology.

The kind that takes over
your thoughts,

your relationships, your home.

Consumes your life.

It's like a fever.

But...

I
'
ve seen a few, a very rare few--

maybe one or two

in the 40 years
I've been doing this--

who do it just because
they like it.

They don't believe anything.

They don't want anything,
except blood, chaos, horror.

There's no "what."

There's no "why."

They just like it.

It's their nature.

So...

young Joe Holliwell,

you're right.

There's nothing here.

And that's what scares me.

HANNAH:
Babe.

I've seen him.

I've met him.
And he is the real deal.

He is walking the walk.

And he is a Godly man.

And he's one of us.

Paul Ashland
brought him to Christ.

Oh...

You asked him questions?

Made sure?

I made sure.

He didn't ask for help,
but he sure needs it.

The FBI's gonna shoot that boy
in the back.

And there's only one man
who can help him.

[exhales]

♪ ♪

MAN:
Okay, back it up.

[indistinct chatter]

[chatter continues]

[all cheering]

W
h
at makes us Regulators and not
civilians, huh?

I thought it was that we're
trained and armed

and swore an oath to stand up
to government tyranny.

Yeah, it's easy for you to say.
You ain't got a job,

much less a wife and kids
to take care of.

-MAN: That's right.
-You ain't got nothing to lose

by going off half-cocked.

Did you even read those letters?

How can you say
we shouldn't act?

If we don't pull the trigger
right now,

we might as well admit
this whole militia is a joke

-
and close up shop.
-
[others clamoring]

MAN:
We don't even know this guy!

You ready to start a war
for him?

-Risk jail time for him?
-Yeah.

I ain't getting sodomized
in a federal pen for 30 years

'cause some little goddamn boy
thinks it's a good idea.

-Yeah!
-[banging on table]

-All right.
-BIG JOHN: Hey!

We have to be smart.

We got kids and families,
and none of us

wants to go to jail
for 30 years.

And that's the reality.

But there's a reason

-that flag hangs
above that door.
-[agreeing chatter]

Now,

I have read them letters,

and reread 'em.

And the only way
I can see this is,

it's like someone bombed
the gas chambers at Auschwitz,

and accidentally hurt
Dr. Mengele

and killed an SS guard.

[agreeing chatter]

And now the Waffen-SS
is right here,

in our town,
trying to hunt down

-
and kill this hero.
-
[agreeing chatter]

Now, we all know how
history judged the SS.

-[agreeing chatter]
-MAN: Oh, yeah.

We also know how history judged
those who resisted...

and those who didn't.

-[agreeing chatter]
-That's right.

-You're right.
-BIG JOHN: So...

we are going to be very careful.

And very prudent.

But you make no mistake,

this iswhat
we've been training for.

A
L
L: Yeah!

Eric Rudolph took a stand

to save unborn children
from mass murder.

A
L
L: Yeah!

-He needs our help.
-ALL: Yeah!

And we are going to help him.

-ALL: Yeah!
-So that our children know

that we were on
the right side of history.

A
L
L: Yeah!

[all shouting, clamoring]

Let's go! Let's go!

-[horns honking]
-DISPATCH: Be advised,
we need to search...

What's going on?

We don't know what to do, sir.
He won't let us

-search the truck or show ID.
-Wha... This one?

All of them. They won't even
roll down their windows.

They just keep saying
the same thing over and over.

My squad mate says
it's happening

-over at his checkpoint, too.
-[honking continues]

-Sir.
-MAN: Am I being detained

-or am I free to go?
-Could you please pull aside

-so we can safely
search your vehicle?
-Am I being detained

or am I free to go?

Who told you to say that?

-
[honking continuing]
- DISPATCH: All right,

just go ahead and divert,
take a right at...

Are you militia?

You one of the Regulators?

A
m
I being detained or am I free
to go?

Am I being detained

or am I free to go?

Am I being detained

or am I free to go?

Am I being detained

or am I free to go?

A
m
I being detained or am I free
to go?

-[indistinct radio chatter]
-[cars continue honking]

What's he doing here?

AGENT:
I don't know.

Want us to run him off?

Eric Rudolph could be
in any one of these trunks.

We can't let any of these
vehicles through.

-Is that clear?
-Roger that, sir.

So what do we do?

[siren chirps]

Sir, get in. We got a tip.
We know where Eric Rudolph is.

Come on, let's go, let's go!

Take over.

[quiet chatter]

-Backpack!
-Take cover!

Bomb tech.
Clear that bag.

Clear.

Shit.

Another bullshit tip.

Anybody hurt?

[indistinct shouting]

I have eyes.
Go! Go!

MAN:
Go, go, go!

[gunshot]

Get down!
Take cover!

[rapid gunfire]

KNOX:
This is Red Team One.

Repeat, Red Team One.

Need cover, now.

I need cover, now!

[gunfire continuing]

[indistinct shouting]

C
e
ase fire! Cease fire!

-MAN: Cease fire!
-MAN 2: Cease fire!

-Hold up!
-Hold your fire!

Sound off!
Anybody hit?

MAN:
We're good here.

-MAN: Red two, good.
-MAN 2: Red three, all good.

MAN 3:
We're good, sir.

They were shooting
over our heads.

They were shooting
over our goddamn heads!

T
h
ought the Army of God didn't
actually exist.

It didn't.

Sure as hell does now.

[clears throat]

Yeah, this is Jack Brennan.
Tell the director

I have some developments
to report.

I'd like to dedicate
this next song

to a local hero.

-Y'all know
who I'm talking about.
-CROWD: Oh, yeah...

It's called "Run Rudolph Run."

[whooping, applause]

♪ ♪

♪
H
e never meant to hurt no one♪

♪ He wouldn't harm a fly ♪

♪ But the Lord knows
Eric Rudolph♪

♪ Didn't want that man to die♪

♪ But he could not
just sit back♪

♪ Knowing all the things
they done♪

♪ So he stopped that
baby-killing factory♪

♪ He made a homemade bomb♪

♪ Now you gotta♪

[
o
thers join in]: ♪ Run,
Rudolph♪

♪ Run Rudolph, run♪

♪ Or the FBI's gonna
shoot you♪

♪ With their gun♪

Not this time.

♪ A modern-day Billy the Kid♪

♪
S
o you better do just like he
did♪

♪ Run, Rudolph,
Run, Rudolph, run♪

What are you doing here?

I'm waiting on my order,

drinking a beer.

It's the only bar
in town, right?

FBI, I assume?

No.

-ATF.
-MAN: Sounds great!

[chuckling]:
What's the difference?

Well...

they pledge fraternities
and wear wingtips.

♪ Run, Rudolph,
run, Rudolph, run...♪

I wear work boots and bowl.

[chuckles]

Fair enough, Mr. ATF.

♪ Or the FBI's gonna shoot you
with their gun♪

I'll tell you something.

This right here?

This is my family.

Do you understand that?

Now, suppose someone
come in your home

and threaten your family.

-What would you do about it?
-[whooping]

I reckon I'd introduce
that fella

to my 12-gauge.

Exactly right.

[short chuckle]
Oh, and so you know--

when the shit hits the fan...

we won't be looking
at your footwear. [chuckles]

-[chuckling]
-♪ Rudolph knows
how to survive♪

♪ And he's doing well
to stay alive♪

♪ And he's camouflaged
in a cave...♪

I see that picture.
I hear that song.

I wonder what you
think about all that.

♪ With blackberry wine,
but right now♪

♪ It's mama's cooking
sure would be good...♪

I'm sure you do.

Fed's gonna
take his order to go.

Aw, you wouldn't begrudge
a fella his beer,

now, would you?

To go.

♪
S
o you better do just like he
did♪

♪ Run, Rudolph, run...♪

[music continuing in distance]

-[song ends]
-[whoops, whistling]

[clears throat]

-How you doing tonight?
-Pretty good.

♪ You gotta run, Rudolph♪
-[chuckles]

-♪ Run, Rudolph, run♪
[chuckles]

♪ Or the FBI gonna
shoot you with their gun.♪

[both chuckle]

I got to admit, it is catchy.

Oh, yeah.

On the radio already.
Day and night.

-
Mm?
-
Nah.

I just don't get it.

They're treating this guy like

he's some kind
of sainted crusader.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I
d
on't know if Eric Rudolph is
who he says he is or not,

but he's got these folks hooked.

And if they ever decide

to actually activate, it...

it's gonna get real bad
real fast.

What are you talking about?

-Those militia men in there?
-Yeah. The Regulators.

They ain't playing around.
I mean...

they shot over
the FBI's heads today,

but, uh, next time
they're gonna shoot to kill.

And where's it gonna go
from there?

[indistinct radio chatter]

Put it this way.

Big John Gray has got
militia connections

all over the region.

And...

my God, if you ever
wanted to start a war,

right here in America,

Big John is exactly
who you need to meet.

[siren chirps]

FREEH: I'm disgusted by the passivity

of this whole operation.

You've allowed your quarry
to determine the arena,

the tempo, every parameter
of the search.

But more than that,

I'm disgusted

by your weakness!

This firefight
didn't just happen.

It's the result
of a string of failures.

Failures you all helped nurture.

When you let cars
run through roadblocks

and you're not arresting
the drivers

and impounding the vehicles.

When you let signs go up
supporting a fugitive.

And you're not out there
pounding on doors.

When you allow
a known militia group

to operate with impunity

inside of
a fugitive search zone,

and you do nothing.

When you get shot at
by that same militia group...

...and your first instinct

is to call Daddy for help,

instead of immediately

striking back.

Each one of those actions

is a test.

Each one of those tests

you have systematically failed.

Each one of those failures
has been broadcast

around the world,

and each one of those failures

r
e
flects not only upon yourselves,

but upon the entire FBI.

I want you to think about that.

I hate barking at my own people.

What I hate even worse...

...is that you put me in a
position where I had no choice.

You once said the fish rots
from the head down.

That's true.

This is my op, my command.

I take full responsibility.

The failures here were failures
of my leadership.

But I can turn this around, sir.

I know who's behind
the shooting,

and I know exactly
what our next move should be.

Big John Gray.

L
e
ader of a local militia known
as The Regulators.

If we arrest him,
the resistance to the FBI

will be leaderless
and fall apart.

We cut off the head
of the snake.

And why haven't you
done so already?

I need real striking power.

You don't just go and knock
on Big John's door.

You kick it in, hard and fast.

I
n
eed breacher teams trained in
night ops

and the support
that goes with them.

You get me the teams I need,

Big John'll be perp-walked
on the evening news

by the end of the week.

There's the Brennan
I've been waiting for.

You got the loyalty
and the brains.

J
u
st need to get back that killer
instinct

if you're gonna stay at the top.

The shark inside the suit.

Yes, sir.

I'm not giving you strike teams.

I'm gonna give you an army.

Armored Humvees,

helicopters, all the manpower
and gear you need.

I'll even build you a base
to hold it all.

We are gonna dominate here.

We are gonna show these people
who's boss.

I appreciate that, sir.

Um, it's just...

we're walking a fine line here.

Despite recent events,
we believe only a small minority

of people would even consider
helping Rudolph

or opposing the FBI.

I'm concerned that building
a big base here

will alienate pretty much
everyone in Nantahala.

Sit down.

This is what it means
to be an FBI agent.

You're completely alone in this.

T
h
e locals-- they're not your
allies and they never will be.

If Eric Rudolph escapes,
bombs again,

runs to Tennessee or Kentucky,
kills another ten cops?

Local sheriff here, you know
what he says to himself?

"Not my town, not my problem."

[scoffs]
Yeah.

We never get to say that.

You let your guard down
for one minute,

Eric escapes
in the trunk of a car,

goes on to kill more people,

that blood is on your hands,
on our hands,

and it never washes off.

We don't answer to a few locals.

We answer to the entire nation.

The American people.

That's why I can forgive
a few mistakes.

You know? Nobody's gonna
get it right 100% of the time.

What I cannot forgive
is weakness.

Not in this organization,

with this responsibility
on our shoulders.

The end of the day,
it is far better

to be strong and wrong

than to be weak and right.

You just got the keys
to the Lamborghini.

Hope you know how to drive it.

EMBRY:
I know why Rudolph
didn't claim Centbom.

And I know how to find him.

Will you listen to me?

We are T-minus ten minutes away
from ending this war

-in one operation.
-Excuse me.

Can you and me just talk
for a second?

-
T-minus nine.
-
Just a minute.

You asked me before

why Eric Rudolph didn't claim
credit for the Olympic bombing.

This is why.

Because Olympic Park
shows Eric Rudolph

for who he truly is.

There were babies there, man.

The guy who bombed Olympic Park

wasn't pro-life, he was evil

-and everybody knows that.
-Okay. All right.

Let's imagine Eric Rudolph
did Centbom--

he didn't,
but let's just imagine--

it doesn't matter.

It doesn't help me
catch the guy.

But it does.

You go to Big John
with the facts

and he will listen.

He will not protect the man
who bombed the Olympic Games.

Do you think the men
who shot at me and my people

with assault rifles
give a shit about facts?

I just talked to the guy.
Come on, man,

what would you do?

Law or no law, if somebody
rolled up heavy on you

and your folks
and did what you did to him.

He just wants to do
the right thing, same as you.

And if you go to Big John
with the truth

and a littlehumility,

him and that bunch--
they'll come around and they'll

bring Eric Rudolph with them.

Two problems.
One,

Richard Jewell
bombed the Olympics.

And two, Big John
isn't gonna last the night.

I
h
ave the resources, I'm making
the move.

No, look, listen.

Listen. L... Look.

I know you're
a good investigator,

you're a good agent.

I know you're in a shitty,

no-win situation. I know you're
under unbelievable pressure.

I know that.

But I also know
that truth is truth

whether we accept it or not,

and you know
that everything you have

on Richard Jewell is veneer.

It looks good on paper
but it's not solid wood,

and sooner or later it's gonna

start to crack
and peel off on you

and then where you gonna be?

You talk to him.
You talk to Big John, man.

That is the move.

I'm telling you,

that is the move.

It's weak.

And we can't afford to be weak.

Besides,

-it's too late.
-We're wheels up.

It's go time.

Good luck.

Stay safe.

[indistinct radio chatter]

You wanted to see me?

Just the man.
Sheriffs in Cherokee County

h
a
ve the same rights as fish and
game inspectors, correct?

-All rights and privileges.
-And Fish and Game doesn't need

a warrant to conduct a search
of a property, correct?

-
Right.
-
Good.

You'll stay in the vehicle.

We'll all be acting
as your deputies.

I'll explain on the way.

On the way where?

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Damn it.

K
N
OX: Sir.

Shit.

You got to see this.

Pretty solid "F you,"
if you ask me.

You agents
might want to see this.

Looks like they took
all their bug-out supplies

when they ghosted.

Shit.

[indistinct chatter]

[bagpipes playing in distance]

[Thompson chuckles]
You hear that?

That's "The Misty Glen."

It's an old rebel song.

Civil War rebels?

THOMPSON:
Nah. Earlier than that.

Folks out here
got long memories.

They've been screwed over
by outsiders

for 300 years.

Those pipes are saying,

"Ignore our history

at your peril."

[bagpipes continue playing]

They're saying,

"We own these hills."

Timothy, you go brush your teeth
and say your prayers, okay?

-Okay.
-I love you, buddy.

Okay.

You settled in?
Got everything you need?

Got everything
I need right here.

Be safe.

I will.

You take first watch.

I got business.

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