The Hunted

God said to Abraham,

"Kill me a son."

Abe says, "Man,

you must be putting me on."

God say, "No."

Abe say, "What?"

God say, "You can do

what you want, Abe,

but the next time you see me

coming, you better run."

Abe says, "Where do you want

this killing done?"

and God says,

"Out on Highway 61."

The Serbs have taken over

this... Albanian village.

They're killing 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 week 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 mark.

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.

Take 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 kill a deer?

That's how we make sure

they're dead.

You guys don't look

like 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 think you can hunt

me with those rifles?

Your rifles

against my knife.

What, are you nuts?

What do you think?

Yeah, well,

don't push it, a**hole.

Where the f*** 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 want to go down to California

for a few weeks,

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 know it was me?

I saw your pigeon-toed tracks.

What are you doing

this far north?

Van Zandt wanted me

to show you something...

personally.

It's been a few years.

Okachobi, 1996.

Yeah, your agents got so scared

of alligators down there.

Remember that one guy

sh*t in his pants?

Mike Haney.

Yeah, that was funny.

You sort of disappeared

after that.

Yeah, I worked 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

ask you something.

Yeah.

What the hell are

you doing out here?

Working for

the wildlife Fund.

You went to a lot of trouble

to get yourself up here.

You know, 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 thinks

everything's important.

This one's different.

I don't do that kind

of work anymore.

Why don't you

have a look?

I really don't want

to go back there.

All we're asking you to do

is take a look, 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 take

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 take it

from there, okay?

Okay.

The two men were found

half a mile from here.

They were killed

with a hatchet,

then gutted in what looks like

a ritualistic fashion.

Every vital organ was cut.

I got a deputy talking

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...

What?

He was going to eat 'em.

There were two men

killed the same way

last week in Washington State.

They were Forest

Service Rangers,

Which was how

we got jurisdiction.

Where are the bodies?

We sent them to the lab

yesterday.

You need to see them?

No.

You've got too many men

and horses in here.

All these tracks,

this is, uh... chaos.

Do they have a deer stand

or any coolers for packing meat?

Not within a five-mile radius.

Nothing.

You have a campsite?

Still looking.

What do you know

about the victims?

As far as we know, just a couple

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