The Following (2013–2015): Season 3, Episode 3 - Exposed - full transcript

[Lily] Mike,
put the gun down.

Don't do this!

[gunshots]

She's dead, Luke,
mother's dead.

I thought I wore you
out last night.

Believe me, you did.

Rise and shine!

[Daisy] He will gut us
in our sleep

if he even suspects that
we have our own agenda.

I'll do
whatever you want.

[Hopkins] It's Mark Gray.



[Mark] Go on television
by 8:00 tonight,

tell the world how
you executed my mother,

or Clarke dies.

Looks like your friends

did not come
through for you.

The dimensions
have been carefully calculated.

For what?

To put you in.

[sirens]

[Mendez] Ryan, a video
just came through.

My name is Jeffrey Clarke.

I sanctioned
an FBI black ops unit

led by
Agent Ryan Hardy.

People were killed.



[door bangs open]

[Gwen] Ryan?

[siren wailing in distance]

Ryan?

Gwen?

[Gwen's muffled voice] Help me.

Help me!

[gasps]

There you are.

I've been
calling you.

Hey. You ok?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

[sighs]

The Following S03E03
"Exposed"

Sync and corrected by
Gianluca Belfiglio

Whoever put Clarke
in that box

didn't come up
with this yesterday.

He's done it before,
so search similar M.O.s

in the tristate area.

Go back 5 years.

If you don't get a hit,
go back 10.

Yeah, got it.

I don't think that box
was their first plan.

After we took out
their buddy in the autoshop,

Mark and his groupies
had to improvise.

Meaning they might
have slipped up?

I'm betting they left
a trail.

That's how we find them,
that's how we end this.

Are you ready for the press
conference?

Uh, no. I... I don't
have time for that.

The allegations were about you
and your team.

You don't show up, it looks like
we're hiding you.

Look. I've managed to keep a lid on
the tableau murders,

the Mark Gray
connection,

but every major network picked up
Clarke's confession.

They're gonna ask me
if there's any truth to it.

And you'll say no.

Will I be lying?

Gina, you and I've
been through a lot.

I will tell you anything
that you want to know,

but I think we're both
aware that there are

certain disadvantages
to that.

Let's go.

After more than two decades
of service to the FBI,

Special Agent Jeffrey Clarke

[camera shutters clicking]
was kidnapped and murdered yesterday?

The entire Bureau
mourns his loss.

He will be missed
as a colleague

but even more so
as a friend.

[clears throat]

[camera shutters clicking]
These are our suspects in the case.

They are a Caucasian couple,

late 20s, early 30s.

They should be considered
armed and dangerous.

Now we are working
tirelessly to make sure

that these monsters
are brought to justice...

Oh, my God. [sighs]

How do they have
sketches of us?

I don't know.

If we are I.D.ed,
I mean, our home,

everything that we've worked
so hard to protect,

that's
gonna be gone.

Those drawings look
nothing like us, babe.

You're way hotter,

and that... that
is not my nose.

This is not
a joke, Kyle.

I mean, how am I
gonna have babies

if we're on the run?

- Babies?
- [Mendez's speech continues on TV]

Are you...

No, I'm not,

but I... I want to be.

I promise, I promise

we will go home, ok,

and when we do,
we will have

the fattest, happiest
babies you've ever seen.

[Mendez on TV] Together,
I know that we can put...

[Mark] Why didn't
you guys call me?

We were about to.

[Mendez] Thank you
for your cooperation. Questions.

[reporters clamoring]

What's the motive
behind this?

I cannot speak
to that at this time.

[reporter] Agent Mendez,
a question over here.

Warren.

Uh, my question's
for Ryan Hardy.

I'll be handling
the questions today.

No. It's ok.
I got it.

[Warren] Agent Clarke alleged that
you murdered Lily Gray.

Is there any truth
to that allegation?

No, there is not.

Special Agent Clarke
was under duress

and said whatever he needed
to say to stay alive.

[Warren] If I may, he
referred to

a lawless FBI
black op.

These were questions
raised

in the Congressional
Hearing.

And every single member
of my team

was fully exonerated.

He's still lying,
[reporters clamoring]

and... and... and look
at those reporters.

They're believing
this crap.

[Ryan] I think you're
losing sight

of the real issue here.

Jeffrey Clarke,
a man who dedicated his life

to protecting
you and yours,

was taken from his home,
taken from his wife,

and brutally murdered.

Mark Gray.

He did this.
[clamoring resumes]

He is responsible.

Excuse me. Mark Gray
is responsible?

He's been spotted?

We believe he's
in the New York area

and working with these two.

He's a delusional coward

and a malicious killer...

But his days are numbered

because I'm
coming for him.

If he's smart,
he'll turn himself in

because the full force
of the FBI

is about to land on him
and his followers.

[reporters clamoring]

They're such liars.

They're never gonna
tell the truth!

I should... I should have just...
I should have just

killed them
to begin with.

If you kill them,
they won't suffer.

Yes, but they'll
be dead!

Mark, Mark, please, ok?

Look. Your plan
is working.

Look. They're called out
on national television.

The more they deny it,

the guiltier they look.

Yeah. Maybe you're
right. I don't know,

but I can't
watch this.

[whispering] He's losing it.

He never had it.

We have to get
out of here.

Call Juliana.

She won't like it.

I don't care,
Kyle, ok?

You need to talk
to her.

[Mendez] We didn't discuss
revealing Mark's part in all this.

The more people looking
for him, the better.

Next time, ask.

[low hummer of chat]

I didn't know
Anna was here.

She wanted to make
her statement today,

get it over with.

Just give us
a minute, ok?

Promise you

we're gonna find
the people that did this.

You did this.

What?

Jeffrey and I
didn't have secrets.

He was
protecting you,

lying for you.

Anna,
I'm sorry. I...

He died because
of you.

[Anna's footsteps departing]

[Ryan] Somebody tell me
we have a lead.

I got something.
It's an open case.

Two years ago,
NYPD pulled a body from the East River.

In a box?

No box,
but her joints

were dislocated,
and she was contorted.

M.E. said cause
of death was asphyxiation

after the victim
was forced into a small space,

and she had
the same pithing marks

on the base of the skull
that Clarke has.

- Suspects?
- None,

but the victim's parents
said she was

clinically depressed

and obsessed
with claustrophilia.

PD thinks she solicited
someone online

to help her bring
her obsession to life.

And he took it too far,
and he killed her.

Get the case file. Let's see who
she reached out to online.

Well, PD didn't find
any leads when they went

through her e-mail history
two years ago.

Hmm. I know somebody
that can help us.

My gut tells me
this is our guy.

[clinking form the kitchen]

Hey.

Oh. Hey, Neil.
Sorry for the mess.

The sink is
backing up again.

Did you remember to
call the plumber?

Where's my dad?

What?

Is dad lying down?

[vehicles passing by]

Dad!

[tires squeal]

Are you ok?

No. I'm late.

No. You shouldn't
be out here alone.

I... I got to go.
Your mother's waiting.

No, dad.

Mom's gone.

No. She gets angry
when I'm late.

I'll... I'll tell her
it was my fault, ok?

You've covered for me
often enough.

Come on. Come on.

We'll watch some TV.

There. Comfortable?

You gave us
a good scare, Mr. Perry.

Is it time
for my program?

Oh, yeah.

Almost.

I'm so sorry.
There was water everywhere.

[dialing tone]

God, if anything would
have happened to him.

Hi. This is
Neil Perry.

My father's nurse Louise
didn't show up today.

Neil.

I need you to send
a replacement.

[Warren] I totally skewered
Ryan Hardy.

Inspiring.

Seriously, did you see
the look on his face?

He caught
Joe Carroll.

He saved, like,
a thousand lives.

Most people consider
him a hero.

Well, he's clearly
hiding something.

[knocking] Open up, Carl.

[lock clicks]

Carl!

[grunt, thud]

Carl, stop
screwing around.

We have to get back
to the station.

Carl?

[Mark] Hi, guys.

I'm here to lodge
a complaint.

I just spoke
to the dog walker.

Ross and Rachel are fine.

They don't miss me
at all.

Babe, they're dogs.
They love whoever feeds them.

[music in background]
[low hummer of chat]

[entrance door closes]

[utensils clinking]

We need to get
out of town.

You're not going
anywhere.

[Kyle] The FBI has
sketches of us.

If they get
on to Neil, they could find us.

You're the one who brought
him into this.

Only because your
guy got himself killed.

Too bad. There's
still work to do.

How's Mark?

Deranged.

Keep him happy.

We need him
for the end game.

Letting him kill Ryan Hardy
would really cheer him up.

That's not the plan.

Do I need to remind you
what happens if you fail?

Here.

We can't.
We have to lie low.

We're on a schedule.

This has to be done.

Just got off the phone with the
prosecutor from the Strauss case.

[Ryan] Let me guess.
I jeopardized the entire case

by talking to him
without his lawyer present.

He's also pretty pissed
you offered him a plea deal.

I was bluffing.
Clarke's life was on the line.

And I made that
abundantly clear,

but, Ryan, there's a limit
to how much I can cover for you.

I know, I know,
and I appreciate it.

[door bell jingles]

I got to go.
[phone beeps]

Oh, hell, no.

Good to see you,
too, Haley.

How did you know
I would be here?

I'm an FBI agent.
I like the new look.

Yeah? Well, they
frown on lip rings in business school.

What are you
doing here?

I need your help.

The last time
I helped you,

you put a wire on me,

you nearly
got me killed.

A friend of mine
was murdered,

and I think you can
help me find who did it.

The killer had
another victim,

a woman
with a fetish

about being
in small, enclosed spaces.

I don't live
in that world anymore.

I sold my club.

But you know people.

We think she reached out
to somebody online,

somebody local.

The person I'm
looking for

bent, broke,
and twisted my friend

until he fit
in this box.

He was a good man.

I've heard of a guy.

He considers himself
an artist,

a craftsman,

but I've never
met him.

I've never
wanted to.

How can I find him?

Wyatt Bailey
is a broker.

People with
specific needs

pay him to get them
in touch with people

who can meet
those needs.

Dark, twisted stuff,

mostly illegal.

He'll know how to
reach the guy you're looking for.

Thanks, Haley.

Pfft.

[item thuds]

[Mark] You, you, you, over there.
[door opens]

Now in the chair.
[door closes]

- [Warren whimpering]
- That chair.

Bro, what
the hell?

I'm making
a statement.

Yeah. Does it say,
"Come arrest me"?

[whimpering]
[adhesive tape stretching]

The press has been
mindlessly repeating

the FBI's lies.

It's a disgrace.

The Fourth Estate
used to be

the cornerstone
of democracy.

Mark, I get that
you're upset,

but these people have
nothing to do

with what we're trying
to achieve here,

so let's just kill them
and get rid of the bodies

before anyone misses them.

First, they need
to suffer.

The media's part
of the cover-up,

and they need to pay
like everyone else.

Look. You want to expose
the FBI's lies?

Use us. Warren can
interview you.

He was the only one asking
tough questions today.

[Kyle] Shut up,
or I'll rip your tongue out.

No.

That's perfect.

Using his own propaganda
machine against them.

Uh, I'm not really
camera ready,

but I'll... I'll be
right back.

Mark!

What about this?

That will
have to wait.

Why can't our boy Wyatt
conduct business someplace nice,

like a day spa?

[indistinct voice in distance]

[door opens, hinges creaking]

[child voice in distance]

[metallic clanging, door closes]

[door closes]

[footsteps tapping]

[door lock clicks]

[hinges creaking loudly]

[hinges squeaking, door closes]

[gasps]

Master?

[panting]

[panting]

[Mike] Hey, hey.

Unh!

[breathing heavily]

How come you were
so mad at Mark before?

Are you his followers?

Heh.

We're not anybody's
followers, sweetheart.

[Mark] Ready!

Let's do it.

Daisy.

What? I don't know
how to work that thing.

Don't look at me.

TV remote's as complex
as I get.

Fine.

[knife clicks]

[Kyle] Whoa, whoa.
Bad idea.

Relax. She won't
do anything, will you?

No.

Just, um, yeah.

All right.
Ready, Warren?

[snapping fingers]

Uh-oh.

I think I broke Warren.

[gagging]

[gasping]

[choking]

Guess you're gonna have
to do everything.

We're looking for
a friend of yours,

likes to put people
in boxes.

I want a lawyer.

No, you don't.

You want to talk to us.

Forget it.
I got nothing to say to you.

[hammer dings]

Wrong answer.

[Max] Guys, hey. Guys.

What are you doing?

Providing motivation.

So you're a real pro
at giving pain.

How are you
at taking it?

- [Max] Guys.
- [man gasps and moans]

You're not gonna do
anything to me, man.

Oh, yeah.
Sure, sure. Keep thinking that.

[Max] Ryan, Ryan! No.

So what
do you think?

Hands first
or feet first?

No.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

[Max] Stop it! Stop. Wait.
Back up, Ryan. Back... Wait.

Listen to me.

They're not
bluffing.

They will hurt you.

Do us both a favor
and start talking.

I can't.
He'll kill me.

He will never know
that you talked to us, I promise.

I promise.

I don't know his name.

I never met him
face to face,

but I have
an e-mail address.

Good.

Oh. It's perfect.

My best work

for my best customers.

Your dad must be
so proud the way

you've kept
the shop going.

[Mendez on TV] It's of
the utmost importance

that we get the word out.

It's been hard,

but it's worth it.

Oh. I almost forgot.
One more thing.

[Mendez on TV] I assure you
all calls are confidential.

[door rolling]

[muffled moaning]

[whimpers]

[door rolling]
[slamming sound echoes]

[siren wailing in distance]

Good?

Sure.

Max.

Ok. I have no
problem playing

good cop/bad cop

but only if it's
just playing.

[indistinct words over police radio]

I can't cover up
anything else.

I won't.

[Mike] Hey. The e-mail's
IP address was traced back

to a building in Queens.

[Ryan] Let's go.

It's not
the optimal enclosure,

but the size is right.
[muffled sobbing]

Billy will be
disappointed of course,

but that's not
a bad thing.

Children are so coddled
these days.

No one
ever says no to them.

- They lack discipline.
- [Louise sobs and cries]

Thankfully,

I had a father

who knew how to raise
a child right,

and believe me,

it wasn't easy.

I was a willful boy.

[grunts]

Had to be taught
how to behave.

[whimpering]

Today, they'd label
it abuse,

but he did it
out of love.

He took care of me.

[crying]

That's why it
hurts me so much

to see you mistreat him.

[crying]

Perfect.

[whimpering]

And so it begins.

Mike, check
around back!

Come on, Max.

[cries, screams]

[Neil] Don't worry.

This will only hurt

for a second.

[crying]

[glass shatters]

[pithing needle clangs]

[Louise crying]

[door bamming]

[tape stretching]

[gunshots]

[traffic noise in distance]

[door closes]

Hey, dad. We're going
on a little trip, ok?

Your mother doesn't
like trips.

Uh, she's not coming.

It's just us.

A little father-son time.

Sir...

your father's in no
condition to travel.

Uh, do you mind if
we talk about this in private?

Of course.

- What's the problem?
- [Neil gasps]

Uh!
[body thuds]

[Mr. Perry] Neil.

Neil, I'm thirsty.

We'll have to grab
something on the way.

But I'm
thirsty now.

W... Wait! The program's
not over!

Sorry, dad.
We got to go.

Take it easy.

Oof! Easy!

That's not our car.

It's new.

Nice.

Watch it.
Let's get in.

[sirens]

Come on.
Here we go.

There you go.
Get your legs up.

[sirens continue]

[tires squeal]

[police radio chatter]

[Max] Clear.

[agent] Clear!

[agent #2] Clear!

I got a body.

Flood the area with cops.

- Yeah.
- He can't be far.

House is clear.

I'm really thirsty.

I'm sorry, dad.

We'll stop
when we can.

They have to pay
for murdering my mother

in cold blood.

Why not just
kill them?

The world needs to
see them for who they really are.

[cell phone vibrating]

And who are they?

Everyone thinks that
Ryan Hardy's such a hero,

but he murdered
my sister Giselle.

Hello?

It's me.

You shouldn't be
calling me.

And you shouldn't have
involved me.

Now I've got heat
all over me,

and I have to
go away,

but when I can,

I'm going to pay you
and your husband a visit.

Neil.

[Mark] And then they
took my mother

and my brother Luke.

What did they do
to your brother?

Neil's got
heat on him,

and he blames us.

I understand why
you're doing this, but...

How'd they find him?

I don't know.
He hung up before I could ask.

Why are those two
helping you?

They believe in me.

Then why did
he laugh

when I asked if
they were your followers?

Is that true?

Is that true?

No. She's lying.

[Daisy] Mark, she's just trying
to mess with your head, ok?

[Kyle] Damn it.

Agh!

[locks clack]

[panting]

Help! Help me
[pounding on window]

Help!

[banging on window]

Help! [door cracking]
Help me!

Aah! Help!

[dog panting]

Nice try.

[whimpers]

Ohh!

You killed her?

We weren't finished.

What, are you kidding?

What are you
doing with this?

What are you
really up to?

It's a present
for you.

It was supposed to be
a surprise.

[Kyle] We knew you
were upset about the press conference.

We wanted to do
something nice,

so we got you
Max Hardy's address,

the code to her
alarm system

so you can kill her.

When the time
is right.

I'm sorry
I doubted you.

And I... I shouldn't
have acted out like I did

without talking
to you first.

It's ok.

I can only imagine
how painful this is,

and we just want you
to know that we're here for you, ok,

whatever you want.

Thank you.

[gasping]

[sighs]

[pats on shoulder]

Ahem. Would... Would you mind
bringing her downstairs?

Why?

So we can finish
the interview.

No sign of Neil yet.

We got Bolos up
around the area.

Ok.

Think he'd use his dad
as a hostage?

I don't think so.

Neil cared
about his father.

He hired a nurse to
take care of him.

His father
had dementia.

Yeah? So what?

A lot of dementia patients
wear a GPS tracker

so the families can find them
if they wander off.

Bingo.

[music coming from speakers]

We should get
something for your mother.

She's not coming,
dad.

She'd love
an egg cream.

Y... Y... You think they
have one of those?

No. And we
have to get back on the road,

so I need you to
pick something to drink.

You like that?

Good.

[beeping]

[indistinct chatter]

[beeping]

There's the car.

They're close.

Ha ha ha!

[beeping]

Ryan!

This way.

[cash register beeping]

[receipt printing]

Dad, we got to go.

What about my soda?

We... We have to
pay for it.

Wait. Is this
a game, huh?

I used to be great
at hide-and-seek,

but not anymore.

You always
find me.

What?

I got to get this.

Unh! Wha?

There we go.

[low hummer of chat]

[woman laughs]

[customers voices mixed up]

Should be right here.

I don't see him.

Hey! Come here!

Where'd you
get that?

The man outside
gave it to me.

I'll be right back.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait.

Where are you going?

[keys jingling]

[groaning]

[flesh piercing]

Dad.

What'd you do?

Nothing.

You killed him.

No. You're
confused, dad.

You know me.

I wouldn't hurt
anyone.

You know that.
I'm your son.

No. You're...
You're not.

You couldn't be!

Dad, we have to go now.

Don't touch me!
Don't touch me!

We have to go
dad, please. Shh.

[screaming]

Help! Help!

Please, please, dad.

[screaming]

[Ryan] FBI!

Get down
on the ground!

Do not move!

Help!

[Ryan] Get out
of that car!

Out of the car now!

[gunshot]

[grunts]

[sniffling and grunting]

[screaming]

[horn honking]

That's him.

Ryan.

[tires squealing]

Let's go,
let's move.

Drop it!
Drop the gun!

Come on, Neil.

Drop the gun.
Doesn't have to end like this.

Just give Mark
and his followers,

and we can make
a deal.

Your father needs
you, Neil.

He's not gonna make it
without you.

He hates me...

because of you.

No, no.

I can take you
to him.

He forgives you.

Liar.

Unh!

Luke was always
the confident one.

After he got shot,
I... I lost myself for a while,

but Andrew helped me
get back,

and then Daisy and Kyle
showed up.

And they take care of me.

[thinking as Luke] Don't too sure
about that, bro.

They're up to something.

Keep an eye on them.

[Ryan] Jeffrey Clarke was

many things...

An exemplary agent,

good friend.

He believed
in honor, justice,

but most of all,
he believed in family

because without each other,

we are nothing.

His death should be
a reminder to us all

that there is evil
in this world

and that we cannot falter
in the face of it,

but we also can't
let it infect us.

We have to rise above,

no matter how hard
that may seem.

♪ It's the glare from
the reflection ♪

♪ making patterns
in your... ♪

What the hell
are you doing?

You missed Clarke's
ceremony for what?

To hunt Mark?

That's what you
really think of me?

Clarke died

because what I did.

♪ Seconds slipping by ♪

So how can I face
them down there?

How can I look
at Anna?

Come here.

♪ I don't think I can ♪

♪ save myself ♪

♪ I'm drowning here ♪

♪ Please, anyone ♪

We're all
responsible.

♪ I don't think I can ♪

Thanks.

♪ save myself ♪

♪ I'm drowning here... ♪

I got to go.

Ok.

See you later.

♪ I don't think I can ♪

♪ save myself ♪

♪ I'm drowning here ♪

♪ Please, anyone ♪

♪ I don't think I can ♪

♪ save myself... ♪

You hungry? You want
to get some food?

No. I'm good.

Do you want to be alone?
I can go back to my place.

No. Stay.

Ok.

I mean permanently.

I mean move in
with me.

Is this because of what happened
to Anna and Jeffrey?

You want to keep
an eye on me?

I should tell you
to run.

I should tell you
to get as far away

from me as you can,

as far away from
this violence that surrounds me,

but I... I can't do it.

I know it's selfish,

but losing you,

that would destroy me.

I love you.

I love you, too,

but I need you
to promise me something.

Anything.

No secrets.

If we're living
together,

that wall that
you have up

has to come down.

Can you do that?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can.

[vocalizing]

[lock clicks]

[keys jingle]

[footsteps tapping]

[keys jingle]

[lock clicks]

- Aah!
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa!

It's me.

[sighs] I, um... I guess
I'm a little jumpy.

Yeah.

What are you
doing here?

I looked for you
after the ceremony.

I couldn't find you.

Sorry. I just needed
a little time alone.

Right. Well,
alone time is over.

I've come to take
my lady to dinner.

Sounds good.

Too bad.

Could have had
fun with her.

We're not here
for that, remember?

Right. Let's get this
done then.

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Sync and corrected by
Gianluca Belfiglio