Season of the Hunted Page #2

Come on. Let's go!

Move back! Yeah, everyone!

BIRD CALL:

HE SIGHS:

This is him. Who?

The guy who did it. We don't know

how many killers there were.

Just one. How do you know?

Left his signature in that tree.

These were able-bodied men.

They had rifles with sophisticated

'scopes. One had a 9mm handgun.

You think one man with a hatchet...?

Not a hatchet. A knife.

With a serrated edge on one side.

And he threw it it at this tree,

then killed two men?

Yeah. Size ten shoes, no tread,

almost a slipper. Kind of like this.

He's out there.

You can't go alone.

That's how I work.

Take this. I don't need that.

Humour me. It's fully charged.

Make sure you leave it on. OK.

Need a gun? I don't like guns.

How much time do you need? If I'm

not back in two days, I'm dead.

WINGS FLUTTER:

LT.

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?

You see the scopes they used?

They weren't hunters, LT.

They were sweepers.

You have to come in, son.

HE GROANS:

LT GRUNTS:

HE GRUNTS:

HE GROANS:

CRUNCH, MOANS

Move up.

Down! He's down!

Stay back, don't touch him.

Find the weapon.

BEEPING:

Haul it in!

Bring him in.

LT. Sir.

Helluva job.

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

That's what I thought.

He's our man? Yeah.

Any idea why?

No. That'd be your job.

Would you like some coffee?

No, thank you, ma'am.

You don't have to talk to us

if you don't want to. I understand.

How about telling us your name?

We could start with that.

He knows my name.

Want to tell me

what happened in the woods?

You known six billion chickens will

die in slaughterhouses this year?

Does that connect to Silver Falls?

What if we had a species above us in

the food chain? How would you feel

if that species lost 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 else did you want to tell

Mr Bonham you don't want to tell me?

I'd like to talk about

Operation Eagle, Cobra.

Shuddup! You'll get yourself killed.

He's Aaron Hallam. You remember me?

They're recording this sh*t.

So put it on record.

It'll never say what you want it to.

Then what am I doing here, people?

Moret, help me out here.

Is this our guy or not?

I know there are variables, Moret,

there always are,

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 know about him?

Born in 1968, raised in West

Virginia. High school equivalency,

although he scored

off the charts in science.

Joined the army at 18.

That's the strange part.

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