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The Serbs have taken over this Albanian village.

They're illing 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 wee he's destroyed.

We are to identify and neutralize him.

We will proceed under cover of NATO air strike,

commencing ...

right about now.

Move!

I'm in the nest.

Copy that.

Raven is in the nest.

Cover fire, on my mar.

Three,

two,

one.

-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.

Hey.

What happened to you?

You stepped on a snare, didn't you?

Easy.

Tae 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.

Okay.

Here we go.

You're good , you're good.

All right.

Okay.

Now get out of here.

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.

You need all that equipment to ill a deer?

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

You guys don't look lie deer hunters.

When you kill with your own hands,

there is a reverence.

Is that right?

There is no reverence in what you do.

Where's your weapon?

Holy sh--

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

What's that?

You thin you can hunt me with those rifles?

Your rifles against my knife.

What, are you nuts?

What do you thin?

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

Where the fuc are you?

Come on , baby.

Oh, God!

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 wees,

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

They say the yellowtail 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 now it was me? -I saw your pigeon-toed tracs.

What are you doing this far north?

Van Zandt wanted me to show you something, personally.

Been a few years.

Okeechobee, 1996.

Your agents got so scared of alligators down there.

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

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

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

Been in Portland for three years now. We've reached out for you a few times.

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

What the hell are you doing out here?

Woring for the Wildlife Fund.

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 thins everything's important. -This one's different.

-I don't do that ind of wor anymore. -Why don't you have a loo?

I really don't want to go back there.

All we're asing you to do is tae a Ioo, L.T.

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

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

Harry, I understand that,

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

I want to tae 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.

-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 tae it from there, oay?

Okay.

The two men were found half a mile from here.

They were illed with a hatchet,

then gutted in what Ioos Iie a ritualistic fashion.

Every vital organ was cut.

I got a deputy taling 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 illed the same way last wee in Washington state.

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

Where are the bodies?

We sent them to the Iab yesterday.

You need to see 'em?

No.

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

All these tracs, this is. .. chaos.

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

Not within a five-mile radius. Nothing.

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

What do you now about the victims?

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

All clear.

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

As everybody to fall bac.

Bobby, let's get everybody out of here.

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

Let's go!

Yeah, everyone!

I'm up front!

-This is him. -Who?

The guy who did it.

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

-Just one. -How do you now that?

He left his signature right there in that tree.

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

They had rifles with sophisticated scopes on them.

One of them had a 9-millimeter handgun stuc inside his jacet.

-Yeah. -Now, it seems unliely

-one man with a hatchet could possibly-- -He didn't use a hatchet.

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

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

-and then illed those two hunters? -Yeah.

He wore a size 10 shoe with no tread,

almost lie a slipper, kind of lie this one.

He's out there.

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

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

Humor me.

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

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

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

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

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.

Move up.

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

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

We see you!

Team two, move in.

Call it in!

Move in!

Thirty yards on your right!

Bring him in.

Clear it out!

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 lie some coffee?

No, than 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 nows my name.

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

Did you now six billion chicens will die in slaughterhouses this year?

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 thin 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 tal to him about Operation BIac Eagle, Mongoose, Cobra--

Shut up. You want to get yourself illed?

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

-You do remember, sir. -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 now there are variables, Mort.

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

Hey, boss.

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

How much do you now 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 wor for you.

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

This is not a military base.

Your man very liely illed 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 now 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 as a guy the same question? -Yeah.

Well, as a matter of fact, I have.

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

Okay.

Operations.

I'll transfer you, sir.

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 lie him. The best of the best, shit like that.

I pulled your file.

-You were never in the military. -No.

-You just wored for them. -Yeah.

-Lie a contractor. -Yeah.

You don't Iie to tal about it, do you?

No.

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 tracer 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 new he was in the same room with them.

How do you feel about that?

Well, I don't now. I never had to ill anybody myself. I ...

I just taught people how.

In many ways, Hallam is a fine warrior.

Afier a tour in Kosovo,

he was given another sensitive assignment,

off the books.

He went too r.

A lot of innocent people lost their Iives.

Hallam's battle stress

has become so deep, it is a part of his personality,

and it's impossible to reverse.

He's a illing 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 now 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 bacup, 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 now, that's the problem.

You can't tell the shars 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--

Release him, Aaron! Release him now!

-You flying to Vancouver? -Yeah.

Then a connecting flight?

No. I drive. It taes 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.

It's an open invitation.

Is it painless, Dale?

-Yeah, we're in the middle of the road . -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 now 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. -Oay, call 911.

I'm okay, I'm oay.

-My buddies are in there. -All right.

Get 'em out. Get 'em out.

-I don't now. I'm seeing smoe. -Somebody call an ambulance.

-There's nobody in there. -I'm oay. I'm oay.

Everybody's at a standstill right now.

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

Horrible, yeah.

-Yeah, oay.. . -Be careful ...

Are you all right?

-Jacie, call 911 . -Get 'em out!

Hello?

-Shit. -I can't hear you. You're breaing up.

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

Please do not leave your bags unattended. All unattended bags will be confiscated.

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

-...and I'll go. -Yeah. All right.

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

three, four, five, six,

seven, eight, nine, ten.

Ready or not, here I come.

May I have your attention, please. This is the last call for flight 2JJ...

Hey.

We have a breaking story.

We're going to our correspondent, JefrGianola,

who is live outside the tunnel to Forest Park.

Jefr?

Ken, we have just arrived on the scene

of a terrible accident outside the tunnel in Eorest Park.

This is some type of truck, some type of van

that was transporting people.

We can tell you there are...

Arm. Drop.

Recover.

Arm. Drop. Recover.

I will teach you how to ill.

Quicly, 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, Ieg. Lung.

Reverse your grip.

Bring your nife 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, choe him.

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

and bring him to the ground. Very good.

Go.

Arm, throat, heart, Ieg, leg, arm, Iung.

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 bloc 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, Ieg, 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.

Mae this cut a good power assist.

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

Go.

There we go. Once again.

"L. T

I don't think I can do this anymore.

The nightmares are getting worse.

I think I'm losing it, L. T

I need to talk to you.

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 ther to me.

Please write."

Once you are able to kill mentally,

the physical part will be easy.

The difficult part

is Iearning how to turn it off.

At this point, all we know for sure

is that we have three confirmed fatalities.

We don't now 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 ...

- What happened? -Hallam's loose.

Hello, Irene.

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, lrene.

-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.

-Aaron? -I'll be over in ten minutes!

Oh, man.

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

-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 homewor.

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

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

Okay.

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

I understand, Irene.

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

Did you loo in my locer?

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?

Bring it down. Where's the next one?

I can't tell.

Hold it flat.

See? Every nine inches.

That's the gallop pattern. Every nine inches.

Oh, yeah. I see.

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

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

Men don't respect animals anymore.

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

I think that's sad.

That's only Kitty.

Here, Kitty.

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

-Why? -He's hunting too.

Does he now we're here?

He nows.

How?

He can sense it.

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 taling 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?

House of the Leader. We got visual.

Copy that. Stand by for intercept.

-See you later, Dad. Yay! -Excuse me.

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

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

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

-Oay. I love you . -I love you too.

-See you later, alligator. -Bye.

-Come sit by me. -Stay warm, honey.

The Leader's approaching intercept, 6.'0ü.

Roger that. We got her.

Irene Kravitz? Agent Durrell.

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

That's right.

-We'd lie to tal to you. -About what?

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

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

Going somewhere, Mrs. Kravitz?

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

We're looing for a man named Aaron Hallam.

Have you seen him?

Not for a few months.

-But you now him. -This have to do with his government work?

When's the last time you saw him?

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

Is he here, Irene?

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

Please have a seat, Irene.

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 too 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?

Irene, you wouldn't be doing him any good

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

What do you now about my daughter?

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 tal, you know? That's all.

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

We enjoyed his company while he was here.

You want someone around for her. I understand that.

But you have to loo out for her safety.

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

What has Aaron done?

-We just want to tal to him. -Did he ill somebody?

You need a lot of information for something I don't now a lot about.

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

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

Come in.

You care about these people here, Aaron?

You're going to get them hurt.

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

How do I now 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.

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

I said get on the floor, now.

Get down.

-Hey, hey. -Hey, did you see that?

-I see him right there. -Hey, go!

Call 911!

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

That's a Silver Star.

That is a setch that I made for a nife.

It's addressed to you.

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

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

That's a negative. We're still standing by.

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

We're headed to that location. Over.

1 Ü-9 that location.

This is Agent in Charge Van Zandt, Agent Moret.

This is the site foreman, Han Hooer.

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

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

-We need an exact count and blueprints. -You got it.

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 blocs.

-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.

Mae sure they're completely blocked off.

-Get it? -Yeah, I did.

Stay there.

-Stop! -Loc it down!

Come here.

I got it.

I'm in here.

FBI!

Step away from the column with your hands up.

Let me see your hands.

72Ü, this is Number One. I need bacup right now.

Red section, tunnel 'A."

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

Step away from the fucing column.

About halfway.

Radio's dead. We gotta stick to view.

We got movement!

Right behind you.

Shit.

Jesus Christ.

Bobby!

-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.

-Oay. -Hang in, buddy.

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

Sector red. Sector red.

Tae it easy. It's me.

It's me. It's me.

Get me them EMTs now. ASAP!

Bobby. Bobby. Bobby, listen to me.

-Listen to me. -Come on, Bobby.

Sorry, man.

Hey, you wanna come to my house?

-Hey. -Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Yeah!

Hey.

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.

Leave that car! Stay right here.

Excuse me.

Hey.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop!

-Get down! -Let's eep this between us.

Don't get in the way!

Get everybody down on the floor.

Where you at? Hey! Hey!

Get down, now! Get down!

On the bridge. On the bridge.

-Get down! -Now! Get down!

He's on the tower! Target of opportunity!

He's on the tower!

Fire!

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 bie 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 id swims like a fish.

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

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

-He will ill 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.

If you see a wrec in there, let me now. We'll get a vehicle down there.

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

Right.

-Hallam. -Get on the ground!