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- Previously on Haven...

- Parker?

What did you do with her?
- Audrey is missing?

I swear I didn't do anything to her.

- I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Where's the Colorado Kid?

You think I don't know
you two are the same person?

- Who are you?

- Somebody who deserves
to be told the truth.

You think you're the only one
who loved him?

- You have a responsibility, Duke.

- Duke.
(groans)

What's going on?

No!
(shouts)

- Why do you have that thing?!
- If you're supposed to die

at the hands of someone
with this tattoo,

I need to be on the approved list.

- I'm not my father.

- Parker.

- Is the Colorado Kid still alive?
- No.

I helped bury him myself.
Lot 301.

(Audrey): The Colorado Kid
could still be alive.

(Vince): "Find him before the Hunter."
- Who's the Hunter?

And who the hell wrote it?
- I did.

(seagull caws)

(bell rings)

(sighs)

- Yeah, the sign says "Pull", genius.

(bell rings)

I have video surveillance...

and a big bat.

(bell rings)

You know, son,

back in my day, we could have fun
without the crystal mescaline.

What in the hell happened to you?

(snarls)

- 27 years ago,

you're Lucy...

and you write this
inside the Colorado Kid's grave.

"Find him before the Hunter."

Couldn't have written yourself
a more specific note?

- Well, it looks like I only had ten seconds
to write it.

- I gotta tell you, if I were gonna have
to live multiple lives,

I would have picked someplace
more exotic, you know?

Warmer climate...
Bali, Costa Rica, Hong Kong.

How's that thing healing?

- It's fine.

I keep thinking
about the man who abducted me.

He said I loved the Colorado Kid.

- He was supposedly buried 27 years ago,
but now,

his grave is empty.

- I think he's alive,
and I think he's on the run.

(rustling)

- You expecting somebody?

Morning, Chief.

- What are you doing here?

- In case you forgot,
Audrey got abducted.

I'm changing the locks.
- You're changing the locks?

- Yeah, I'm changing the locks,
but you know, then we...

we got to chatting, favourite coffees,

scented candles... Girl talk.

- You told him everything?
About the Hunter?

- Yeah, we're friends.
Is that a problem?

- Come on. Your dad?

You ever think
maybe you're the Hunter, Duke?

- No... Never.

- Well, I guess we won't know
until you kill somebody.

We've got a 10-11 call,
we gotta go.

- Lock the doors when you're done,

please, Duke?
- Yeah.

- Stay away from her.

(scoffs)

- No. But... I'll tell you
what I will do, Nate.

I'm gonna find out
who this Hunter really is.

I'm gonna actually do something
to help Audrey.

- I told the freak
he was on surveillance.

He didn't give a rat's ass.

This guy is messed up.

And he's paying for that.

- Thank you, sir.
Please stand back.

- Somebody had him chained up?

- You think he's Troubled?

- I think he's cold.

- Could be cold.

- Give me your coat.

- He could also be dangerous.

Could be contagious.
- Give me your coat.

- I don't think that's a good idea, Parker.
(bell rings)

- Hey.

Hey, are you okay?
Are you hurt?

You cold?

Here, have a coat.

It's okay.

(bell rings)

- You're just gonna give him a coat?

- Sir, outside, now!

- And how about you arrest his ass
and get him out of my store?!

Hey! Hey!

(grows)

- Let him go!

- Call an ambulance!

(theme music)

(indistinct chatter)

- Thanks, bye.

- So, uh...

How long have you been covering up
what happens in this town?

- Small talk?
- Okay.

What do you know about the Hunter?

- Why?
- Book report.

Come on.

I know you're the cleaner, right?

You keep a lid on things.

I'm just wondering
if you kept the lid on him.

- No.

- Look, hey.

I am asking for help for Audrey.
Okay?

You don't know anything?

- I know that if you and I
ever went again,

but I didn't supercharge you
with my blood,

things might go different.

- Nice talking to you.

- I lost him near Wrightson Hollow,
so just start south of there.

- No missing violent psych patients.

I'm guessing our naked biter
is Troubled.

Did you put out the APB?

Male, Caucasian, 40s,
wearing only a rope.

- Hey, um, is that tranq gun ready?

- Detective Parker?
- Yeah.

- I'm Dr. Callahan.

- Can I help you?

- Well, I was hoping
that I could help you.

I'm a psychiatrist.
- Oh, you know what?

We actually don't even have
a suspect in custody yet--

- No, no, detective.
I'm here for you.

- Me? Why?

- Officially, it's required.
You were abducted.

And any civil employee
that carries a weapon

needs a psych evaluation
after that kind of trauma.

- Says who?

- Says years of psychiatric research

and the town's insurance carrier.

You know, there's no reason
to be alarmed here.

- How old are you?

- I'm 28.

And I am detecting something
in your tone, detective.

- Okay, let me make this
perfectly clear.

I'm not gonna talk to you.

- Look, normally we could do
this whole therapy courtship thing

where you sat on my couch
and we talked about the cushions

for six months till you learn to trust me,

and then we'd get right into it,
but we don't have that kind of time.

- What do you mean?
- I know what you do for this town,

and if you think
that you don't need therapy,

well... you really need therapy.

- We found him.

- Nathan, this is Dr. Callahan.

She's a shrink.
We needed to talk.

We did, and I feel much better.

- Well, imagine how good you're gonna feel
after one of our required sessions.

- That might not be such a bad idea.
You did give my coat to a zombie,

and you almost let Duke stab me--
- We're gonna talk about this in the car.

- So I see him,

I yell at him, "Hey,
get the hell out of my barn!"

He turns around,
he gives me the stink eye.

Unbelievable!
- Dad!

- Liam, go back inside the house.

- I can't find Jessie!
- Just turn on the damn Disney, please!

- Wait, who's... who's Jessie?
- A dog.

It's just me and the kid up here
since his mom left.

(Nathan): Ready?

I think we found Jessie the dog.

(flies buzzing)

(quietly): Parker.
(Parker gasping)

(quietly): Parker.

We use the tranq gun on one,
the rest will hear it and come after us.

- It's not like we can start shooting them.

I mean, they may be Troubled,
but they are people.

I wish we could just call
a bunch of backup.

- And say what?

We've got eight to ten cavemen in a barn?
We've discovered the missing link?

- Why do you think they're here?
Shelter?

- I don't know.
Let's give it to 'em.

At least keep them contained
till we can figure out what's going on.

Mr. Magnusson.
- Yeah?

- Can you lock that barn?

- Lock him in?
- Them.

We need to lock them in.

- Them?

Look, this isn't even a working farm.

The doors don't lock.

I might have some old crossbars somewhere.
- Get those.

- I'm gonna pull the truck up,
see if I can block those doors.

(cellphone rings)
- Okay, and I'll check the other exits.

- Be careful.
(phone beeping)

- I'm pretty busy now, Duke.

- I just thought you might like to know
that there is a very large naked man

eating raw fish by the south docks.

Kind of looks like he should be
in a Bowflex commercial.

By that I mean he's,
like, jacked, juiced,

and now he's staring at me.

- So much for containment.

- I don't speak cop,
what are you talking about?

- We're dealing
with a bunch of those guys here.

We think that they're Troubled.
They're definitely dangerous.

Listen, can you restrain him?

- Sure.

Hi, Dwight.

I, uh... got Audrey on the phone.

She, uh...
she wants you to restrain that guy.

(grows)

- Hey.

Hey!

Come on, come on. Follow me.
Liam snuck into the barn.

- We'll find the kid faster if we split up.

(growling)

(growling continues)

(growling)

(snarling)

- Okay, shh.

(sniffs)

(grows)

(Sniffing)
Shh!

(gasps)

(sniffs)

(grows)

(sniffs)

(Whispers): No!

(Liam whimpering)

(growling)

(pounding on door)

(grows)

(growls)
(door splintering)

(electricity crackling)
(screams)

(electricity crackling)

- Don't move!

(grows)

(gunshot)

(snarls)

(growling)

- Liam, why don't you ever listen
to what I say?

- We'll get him to the hospital,

run some tests, get some prints.

- No! No!

Don't shoot.

This one's different.

He didn't attack me.

Who are you people?

(bell rings)

- Where were you?
- I paid a visit to the morgue.

I wanted to learn a little bit more

about who Audrey's abductor
murdered last week.

Roslyn Toomey's full autopsy
just came in.

- Lucassi gave you that?
- It's Wednesday.

He's surfing in Ogunquit.

Well, I'll give it back.
He'll never know.

- You're out of control.

- Read the cause of death.

- "Deceased suffered
a half-inch diameter trauma

"to the base of the skull
and brain stem

consistent with... a bolt gun"?

- It shoots a bolt.

It's made for killing livestock.

And someone kidnapped Audrey
and knows more

about the Colorado Kid than us
is using it on people!

- Here you go.

You like cookies, right?

You have no idea
what's happened to you, do you?

It's scary, huh?

- How's your new friend?

- Easy to talk to.

- You should try me.

I can write prescriptions.

- I prefer the mute, thanks.

- Rudeness. That's a good sign.
Means I'm getting to you.

- Just please go
social-work someone else.

- I did my undergrad at Yale
and my MD at UConn.

I am a psychiatrist,
not a social worker.

- How's it going?

- I haven't had a chance
to examine him yet,

and I've been trading calls with the hospital
about the other one's blood work.

- Wait, you...

Oh, you're...

You didn't come to talk to me?

- I sent her in here
to talk to that guy.

- And then detective Parker
and I got to talking,

and it's...
it's been illuminating.

There's a volatility in there
that I need to see in the field.

I need to shadow you at work today.

- Come on, Dwight's got a problem.
(sighs)

How'd he end up in your truck?

- Tried to load him in the bed,
but he broke free.

If I'd... had a little help...

- Picking up your sarcasm.

- Only thing I could do
was trap him in the cab.

Wicked strong.

- He can't get out?
(car beeping)

- Doors are locked.
No buttons inside.

I don't know
if he knows how to get out.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Ah!

- Uh, guys?

- Damn it!

This is why I didn't want
to get near him!

Nothing happened.

Yes! Thank you!

See? You can beat the Troubles!

- Maybe he's not Troubled.

- Uh, what?

- He might not be.
- No, what...

Excuse me, I'm sor...
Who... who are you again?

Wait, don't... don't tell me.

Another Audrey Parker.

- I'm Claire Callahan.
I'm a psychiatrist.

And this guy just might be
drugged out of his mind.

- What do you mean?
- The one at the hospital,

they found Acepromazine in his blood.
It's an animal tranquilizer.

- We never tranq'd him.

- Even if you did,
it wouldn't have been with this.

They give this to dogs they're about
to put down. It's liquid lobotomy.

I couldn't even prescribe it.

- Who could?

Haven PD. Hello?

- So you think the dogcatcher
is injecting drugs into these people,

that this isn't a Trouble?

- It could be.

I mean, I've seen drugs
make people do crazy things.

But honestly, nothing quite like this.

- Parker?

- Excuse me.

- Looks like his neck is broken.
He's dead.

- This is the other half

of what that first savage
was wearing at the gas station.

- So the dogcatcher is...
treating them like dogs?

- No. This is a Trouble.

The behaviour, the biting,

the animal drug in their systems.

How could you get a man in there?

- You couldn't.
- Exactly.

He was in that cage
when he turned into a man.

These men...

I think they're the dogs
from this place.

(Claire screaming)

Looks like you found our dogcatcher.

Must not be his Trouble.

- Well, most of the dogs here
were probably feral, aggressive.

- They used a hammer.

They killed him as men.

- Tools.

If they're human,
they have brand-new human brains.

- So, take the feral and aggressive,

and add getting smarter.

- Anybody knows who the Hunter is,
it's Vince and Dave.

- Yeah, but in my experience,
the problem is getting them to talk.

- I can help you there.
- Okay...

I don't want to ruin
this nice little moment

that's happening between us,
but... why are you helping me now?

- I saw the way you reacted
when that blood got on you.

You hate your... problem.

(scoffs)
- It's not my problem.

(bell rings)

Bartles.

- Jaymes.

- Duke's looking for info on the Hunter.

- We told Audrey we can't help.

- How about you just let us
look at some old Haven Heralds

around the time
of the Colorado Kid murder,

'cause otherwise,
we might start thinking

that you're actually trying
to keep something secret.

- Makes sense to me.

- I'll... I'll look in the back room
for some old copies,

but I doubt that there's any there.

(whispers): Give them nothing.
- Of course.

- A Troubled person has to be connected
to these... dogs.

- Okay.

So where did they go
after they were set free?

See if we can connect them
to a person that way.

- First was Lambert's store.

- I've seen feral dogs
hang out there looking for food.

- Same at south docks,
where Duke found that first one.

- So they're wild dogs going
to where they know they could find food.

- Well, then why would they go to Tor's barn?
The only food there was... what?

Tor's pet dog?

- No.

It must have been a different dead animal
we found there.

Tor Magnusson dropped off his dog here.

6:30 last night.

- His dog is one of the men?

It must be Tor's Trouble doing this.

- Or his son's.

Kid was looking for his dog,
Jessie, this morning.

- He didn't tell him
he dropped him off here.

- Let's go see our dad of the year.

- Yeah, I left my dog at the pound
last night to be put down.

- Anything seem weird?
- Yeah,

they didn't give me my medal.
Look, are we done here? I'm kind of busy.

- No, we're not done.

Tell us exactly what happened
when you dropped the dog off.

- You know, actually,
it was kind of strange.

When I went in there,

all the dogs are barking
their heads off, you know?

And then...

I went inside,
left my dog with the other dogs,

went back outside,

and the barking...
it just stopped.

L-I figured maybe
they only bark at visitors.

I don't know. It was weird.

- Maybe that's when they changed.

- Yeah, but why?

- Sir, may I speak with your son?

- Yeah. He's inside.

What's going on?
What happened to the dogs?

- Mr. Magnusson,

have you heard of the Troubles?

Because we think you have one.

(sighs)

- Take a look at this.

"Local woman vanishes."

It's Audrey.

- That's Lucy.
That's who she was back then.

- Looks like we have
our lead story for tomorrow.

Perhaps you gentlemen
would care to join me?

Help?

(gate creaks)

- Look...
(bell rings)

Yeah, you guys got this.

"The Hunter."

- What happened to this farm?

You kept animals?

- My grandparents swore 'em off.
They made my parents and me

swear 'em off too.
- Maybe that's why.

Maybe when people in your family

try to slaughter animals,
they become human.

- This is insane.
It's a damn dog!

- Why did you get one?
- It's my son's.

I didn't want one, believe me.

And... I had to destroy it.
It had rabies.

- That means one of these men has rabies now?
- Hey!

I can't find Liam!
And I think you all need to see this!

- That's Liam's puzzle.

Wait, so you think
a dog man thing took my son?

- Probably your dog man thing.
- Oh.

- The rabid one.

Tor's dog was probably
the big one we saw

that was trying to smash
the door down when you had Liam.

- He probably heard Liam crying.

- He was trying to protect him.
- Well, that's good, right?

- No. That is not good.

The rabies virus...
it attacks the brain.

It makes you demented, paranoid.

If he cares about Liam,
if he loves him...

Dogs bury things
they're trying to protect.

- Tor.

Do you know where your dog
may have gone

if he was trying to... hide Liam?

- Oh, um... Marcoon Hills.

They start right up here
behind my property.

- And go for 20 miles.

I've got all available units
starting from the south side.

They can't have gone too far.

- We've seen him run.

They could've gone real far.

- I'll try and get that helicopter again.

- Are sure you're dressed for this?

- I'm not, no.
- Why the suit?

- I'm a professional, Audrey.

Professionals wear suits to work.

- Even in Haven?
- Especially in Haven.

Look, my clients aren't normal.

Anything that I can do
to help them feel normal helps.

(rustling)
- I've got movement.

- Me, too.

(Claire): They're working like a pack!

- They're not gonna let us go any farther.

And I think that man is your dog, Jessie.

- That's my gun.

(Nathan): Is it loaded?

- Yup.

How does he know how to use my gun?

(grows)

- He saw me use mine.

(growls angrily)
(Claire): Careful!

Rabies makes dogs unpredictable.

- It's gonna get real cold out here
the minute the sun goes down.

Liam's gonna freeze.
We gotta do something.

- Don't shoot him.
- Why?

- I know he's just a dog,
but he belongs to my son.

Don't shoot him.

- I think I know what's causing Tor's
Trouble.

Did you have to put him down, Tor,
or could you have gotten him a shot?

- They're expensive.

- He should get closer, talk to him.
- What?

- He feels guilty.
He should get closer,

talk and... try to connect.

- To the angry, rabid man-dog with a gun?

- He treated the dog like a beast,
he turned into a human.

Maybe that's how it's supposed to work.
If you treated him with some humanity now...

- He would...

turn back into a dog.

Get closer.

Talk to him.

(grows)

- Look...

Dog...

Jessie...

I should've tried to help you,
I should've...

I should've taken care of you.

But the truth is,
I was... I was jealous.

Jealous of what you and Liam had.

His mom left, and...

he just moved straight to you.

I... was just wrapped up
in so much of my own misery,

I just... I didn't...
I couldn't see my way out.

'---

I was just on the outside, you know?

Trying to figure out what to do.

Then I was stupid, and I'm sorry.

(growling)

(Claire): You're doing great, Tor.
Show him you care.

- Keep going.

- Look...

Please, just take us to Liam.
Help us find him.

(grows)

- Touch him.
- What?

I know...

I know you love Liam.

(Crying)
I know.

I love him too, Jessie.

(dogs barking)

Jessie...

He's dead.
(Claire): I'm so sorry, Tor.

Humans can fight off rabies
a lot longer than dogs can.

- Yeah, but how do we find my son now?!
Only Jessie knew where he is!

Liam!

Liam!

Liam!

Liam!!!

(barking)
(Audrey): Cookie?

You got something?
(dog barks)

This way.

- Liam!

Are you okay?

Are you hurt?

- No.
I don't think he wanted to hurt me.

- How did you know that was gonna work?
- I just hoped he still had

his human smarts, and then with,

you know, a dog nose,
he's a pretty good searcher.

Hey, uh, thanks for--
- You're amazing.

I am so glad I got to see what you do.
You absolutely need therapy.

- Can you hear yourself when you talk?
- I'm working on that.

- Listen, it's...

It's just I...
I think I'm past therapy.

- Nobody's past it.
- I've been trapped in a snow globe,

I've fought shadows,

and I've been almost killed
by machines.

- Hadley's getting over
the snow globes,

and Thornton...
(exhales)

I hate going to that guy's house at night.
And... Louis' my Thursday.

I got him into gardening instead
of machines. Killer tomatoes.

Well, not, "killer", obviously.
They're delicious.

I think they'd be all right
with me telling you all this.

- You help the Troubled?

- You're on the front lines,
I get 'em when you're done.

But people like you and me,
we need therapy.

We take on everybody else's crazy,

and pretty soon,
we have no room left for our own.

You really ought to come see me.

- Can I bring my new dog?

- Wait, you're gonna keep him?
- He's a good listener.

I'll warm up on him
before I come to you.

- Sure.

But, um, there's another relationship

that I would encourage you to address.

- Uh, that's...

that's so... that's complicated.

- I have no doubt that it is,
but I also know the only reason

that he allowed me
to follow you around

is because he really cares about you.

It doesn't hurt
to have someone to lean on.

- Good job, Cookie.

(bell rings, door opens)
- I see you got the paper out.

- Why are you letting Crocker and Dwight
figure things out?

- Because we may need them.

We may need everybody.

Audrey's abductor
knows about us already.

- What are you talking about?
- Follow me.

It's been ransacked.

This must've happened a few days ago.

- Who did this?

- You know what makes a hole like that?

- A bolt gun.

(Duke): Hey.

(Audrey): Hey.

- A dog?
- Yeah.

My dog, Cookie.
I think I'm gonna keep him.

It's not against the lease, is it?

'Cause I don't think technically
that we have a lease.

- Audrey, it's not the lease.
I need to talk to you.

- Sure.

- If it were me, I'd want to know.

- What?

- The Hunter.

It's not a person,
it's... a meteor storm.

It comes out of the Orion constellation.
It hits every 27 years.

When you were Lucy, and before that,

when you were Sarah...

the night of the Hunter meteor storm
is the night that you disappeared both times.

- Where did I go?

- I don't know.

You just... vanished.

- When's the next one?

- Two months.
- Two months?!

- 49 days.

(sighs)

- Hey.
(chuckles)

- Hey.

So, we're still taking this guy
for a walk?

(soft music)
Calling it quits

You think this is easy

I swear I heard you calling

the jury

Call it a catch

(Tor laughing)

- Are you sure
you can treat this dog well?

Humanely?

- He gave me back my son. Yeah.

- Take care of them both.

The palms of your hands

- Thank you.

I'm looking for
a soft place to land

Hey, Cookie. Good dog!

I call it an ace

You've gotta believe me

- Surprised you gave him up.

I kind of thought you wanted a dog.

- I did.

And callin' it love

It just...

It wouldn't work out.

A soft place to land

The forest floor

The palms of your hands

Let's go.

I'm looking fo
a soft place to land

(engine roaring)

Subtitling: CNST, Montreal