Most Dangerous Game (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - Return Tools to Their Place - full transcript
Not all games are fair. Dodge learns a painful lesson when it's revealed that the hunters have a secret advantage.
PRIEST: The gates are wrought iron.
There's no pulling them open.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
Now why would I lock one
gate but not the others?
That would be illogical.
[CLICKING TONGUE]
Lord, I hate dumb prey.
MILES: Looks like it's over.
Carter's got him pinned.
Three hours, one minute. Oh.
Still below average, but
considering he's got away
from Reagan and Nixon, you can't say
- it was not a formidable hunt.
- [LINE RINGING]
Connell, you're at that church?
Have been for a while.
Yeah, get ready for a cleanup.
I have a psychology degree
from the University of Ibadan,
master's in behavioral
studies from Oxford.
That is how I was able to find you.
You see, an hour ago,
when I got your location,
I was nowhere near you,
but the entire 15 seconds
that you were exposed,
you headed north.
I saw you were a few blocks
from St. Jerome's.
And though I know you are
a lapsed Catholic from your file,
church is still something familiar, eh?
When scared,
we subconsciously run
towards the familiar.
It soothes us.
[LAUGHING]
I knew you wouldn't
immediately go inside.
Fear of being trapped the
way Nixon had you confined
in the Renaissance Center, eh?
[LAUGHS]
But, eventually, you
would seek sanctuary.
I got here before you, locked up,
borrowed some clothes from the rectory,
and here we are...
you, me...
and my father's 20-ounce
steel shaft rip claw.
Why didn't you just
kill me in confession?
I wanted to see if you'd break
the rules and expose the hunt.
I didn't say anything.
I followed the rules.
Yes. You play with honor.
That is why I'm going
to kill you quickly.
Come on, man. I have a family.
I know that from your profile, too.
[GRUNTING]
[GROANS]
You put up a valiant fight.
You should be proud.
Goodbye, Mr. Tynes.
[YELLING]
[SCREAMING]
[GRUNTING]
[GRUNTING]
This is my favorite part.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[YELLING]
The gates are wrought iron.
There's no pulling 'em open.
If I were you, I'd get
those prayer candles
and burn this church to the ground,
'cause if you leave me
alive, trust me when I say
you will see me real soon!
You said you read my file. What file?
[LAUGHS SOFTLY]
Background on potential prey.
As a psychologist, I find
it helpful in my tracking.
Troglodytes like Reagan
don't ever read them.
I'm not even sure he can read.
[LAUGHS]
Reagan?
You said Nixon earlier.
And I'm Carter.
Miles gives us pseudonyms
to protect the hunt.
I like the name "Carter"
because of his work
with Habitat for Humanity.
They use tools... just like me.
[SHOUTS]
[GROANING]
[LAUGHS]
[YELLS]
You asked for this, Mr. Tynes!
You said so yourself!
- [GROANING]
- Oh, fuck.
Hey, hey, my brother.
I-I'm sorry, but I believe
that is my hammer.
Huh? [LAUGHS]
[GROANS]
[GROANS]
Hey! Stealing from the church?
Oh, you know that is
bad juju, man! Bad juju!
I'm coming for you.
Mr. Tynes!
I am coming for you.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GROANS SOFTLY]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[AIR HISSING]
How the hell did he
get out of the church,
and Carter isn't moving?
[PHONE RINGING]
Connell?
Did he kill Carter?
No, he...
incapacitated him.
Well, uh, just let me out of here.
That would be interfering with the hunt.
But... this is what you'll do.
When you're discovered,
you'll say you're a priest from Nigeria
staying with family in Detroit.
You decided to see the church,
and came upon vandals
robbing the donations box.
They beat you and locked you up.
Hey, it could be hours till I'm found.
Yes.
Good day.
The situation's handled, sir.
[TWO BEEPS]
Oh, I got to go. It's the runner.
[TWO BEEPS]
Dodge, you continue to impress.
You gave them a file on me?
Carter used it to find me.
Well, yeah, after we met,
I had my team do a little recon on you.
It's all part of the hunt.
Yeah. Yeah, well, the
hunt's on hold, asshole.
That psycho Carter took
a chunk out of my leg.
Yeah, I'm afraid that's a "you" problem.
Fuck you. I thought
you wanted a fair hunt.
I explained the rules to you.
No do-overs, no time-outs.
If you're injured, I suggest
you tend to your wounds.
Well, keep up the good work, kid.
I'm rooting for you.
[LINE CLICKS OFF]
H-Hello?
That prick.
[SIGHS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
Oh, great. Just great.
[GROANS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[GROANING]
[PANTING]
[GROANS]
Ah, fuck!
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[EXHALES]
[SIGHS]
[GROANS]
[PANTING]
[GROANS]
Fuck! Aah!
[PANTING]
[PHONE CHIMES]
Oh, fuck. I can't run.
I can't fucking run.
[PANTING]
There's no pulling them open.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
Now why would I lock one
gate but not the others?
That would be illogical.
[CLICKING TONGUE]
Lord, I hate dumb prey.
MILES: Looks like it's over.
Carter's got him pinned.
Three hours, one minute. Oh.
Still below average, but
considering he's got away
from Reagan and Nixon, you can't say
- it was not a formidable hunt.
- [LINE RINGING]
Connell, you're at that church?
Have been for a while.
Yeah, get ready for a cleanup.
I have a psychology degree
from the University of Ibadan,
master's in behavioral
studies from Oxford.
That is how I was able to find you.
You see, an hour ago,
when I got your location,
I was nowhere near you,
but the entire 15 seconds
that you were exposed,
you headed north.
I saw you were a few blocks
from St. Jerome's.
And though I know you are
a lapsed Catholic from your file,
church is still something familiar, eh?
When scared,
we subconsciously run
towards the familiar.
It soothes us.
[LAUGHING]
I knew you wouldn't
immediately go inside.
Fear of being trapped the
way Nixon had you confined
in the Renaissance Center, eh?
[LAUGHS]
But, eventually, you
would seek sanctuary.
I got here before you, locked up,
borrowed some clothes from the rectory,
and here we are...
you, me...
and my father's 20-ounce
steel shaft rip claw.
Why didn't you just
kill me in confession?
I wanted to see if you'd break
the rules and expose the hunt.
I didn't say anything.
I followed the rules.
Yes. You play with honor.
That is why I'm going
to kill you quickly.
Come on, man. I have a family.
I know that from your profile, too.
[GRUNTING]
[GROANS]
You put up a valiant fight.
You should be proud.
Goodbye, Mr. Tynes.
[YELLING]
[SCREAMING]
[GRUNTING]
[GRUNTING]
This is my favorite part.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[YELLING]
The gates are wrought iron.
There's no pulling 'em open.
If I were you, I'd get
those prayer candles
and burn this church to the ground,
'cause if you leave me
alive, trust me when I say
you will see me real soon!
You said you read my file. What file?
[LAUGHS SOFTLY]
Background on potential prey.
As a psychologist, I find
it helpful in my tracking.
Troglodytes like Reagan
don't ever read them.
I'm not even sure he can read.
[LAUGHS]
Reagan?
You said Nixon earlier.
And I'm Carter.
Miles gives us pseudonyms
to protect the hunt.
I like the name "Carter"
because of his work
with Habitat for Humanity.
They use tools... just like me.
[SHOUTS]
[GROANING]
[LAUGHS]
[YELLS]
You asked for this, Mr. Tynes!
You said so yourself!
- [GROANING]
- Oh, fuck.
Hey, hey, my brother.
I-I'm sorry, but I believe
that is my hammer.
Huh? [LAUGHS]
[GROANS]
[GROANS]
Hey! Stealing from the church?
Oh, you know that is
bad juju, man! Bad juju!
I'm coming for you.
Mr. Tynes!
I am coming for you.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GROANS SOFTLY]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[AIR HISSING]
How the hell did he
get out of the church,
and Carter isn't moving?
[PHONE RINGING]
Connell?
Did he kill Carter?
No, he...
incapacitated him.
Well, uh, just let me out of here.
That would be interfering with the hunt.
But... this is what you'll do.
When you're discovered,
you'll say you're a priest from Nigeria
staying with family in Detroit.
You decided to see the church,
and came upon vandals
robbing the donations box.
They beat you and locked you up.
Hey, it could be hours till I'm found.
Yes.
Good day.
The situation's handled, sir.
[TWO BEEPS]
Oh, I got to go. It's the runner.
[TWO BEEPS]
Dodge, you continue to impress.
You gave them a file on me?
Carter used it to find me.
Well, yeah, after we met,
I had my team do a little recon on you.
It's all part of the hunt.
Yeah. Yeah, well, the
hunt's on hold, asshole.
That psycho Carter took
a chunk out of my leg.
Yeah, I'm afraid that's a "you" problem.
Fuck you. I thought
you wanted a fair hunt.
I explained the rules to you.
No do-overs, no time-outs.
If you're injured, I suggest
you tend to your wounds.
Well, keep up the good work, kid.
I'm rooting for you.
[LINE CLICKS OFF]
H-Hello?
That prick.
[SIGHS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
Oh, great. Just great.
[GROANS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[GROANING]
[PANTING]
[GROANS]
Ah, fuck!
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[EXHALES]
[SIGHS]
[GROANS]
[PANTING]
[GROANS]
Fuck! Aah!
[PANTING]
[PHONE CHIMES]
Oh, fuck. I can't run.
I can't fucking run.
[PANTING]