The Following (2013–2015): Season 3, Episode 7 - The Hunt - full transcript

Arthur Strauss
is missing.

- Where do you think he'd go?
- Why would I help you?

You give me something
on Strauss.

If it pays off,
I'll come back.

Tell me something,
Ryan.

Your dreams...
Am I in them?

- How was it seeing Joe?
- It was rough.

[Mendez] Clark's E-mail
time-stamped and logged

like it's been here
all along.

Well, someone must have
hacked into the server and put it there.

That's virtually
impossible.



- Quantico sent in a new guy.
- Nick Donovan.

This investigation
starts at my desk now.

[woman screaming]

[Nick] Aah!
[glass shattering]

[Ryan] It's Mark.
You and Max get Strauss.

Max, take Strauss
to the car.

Mike, no!
[fighting gasps]

[Ryan] You just
left her?

What the hell
were you thinking?

I was gonna kill the man
that murdered my father

until you got
into my head!

Strauss could have
taken a boat to Beacon.

[Ryan] Could be
a hunting ground

- for one of Strauss' students.
- [Duncan gasps]



Tell us where he is.

Why would I tell
you anything?

Thank you
for the I.D.s

and planting that
E-mail on the FBI server.

You've been like
a father to me.

A father's supposed
to sacrifice for his children.

[Ryan] We found Strauss.
His head nearly severed.

Who did that?

Strauss called him
his best student.

Ryan, you kept
your promise.

Who's Strauss'
best student?

[vehicle approaching]

[engine roaring]

[handcuffs clanking]

[indistinct words over radio]

[beeping]

Hmm. Dispatch is
rerouting us.

They want us to stay
on surface roads.

The FBI's alerted
them to a possible threat up ahead.

It's gonna add hours
to the trip.

Yeah? Well, better safe
than sorry.

This guy's one
of Ryan Hardy's whackos.

Last thing we want is
to end up

in someone's basement,
putting the lotion in the basket.

I hear that.

[engine roaring]

[static crackling]

What the hell?

[beeping]

No signal.

That's because they
sent us to the middle of nowhere.

Pop the hood.
I'll take a look.

[car door opens]

Knock it off.

I'm just looking
at a pretty girl.

Well, don't.

[laughs]

Any luck?

[thud]

Corey?

Corey?

Corey?

[cocks gun]

[pounding]

Hey. What's
going on?

[squish]
Uhh!

[thud]

Ohh!

Do you know
who I am?

Yeah. I mean, no.
I don't know your name.

I don't know
your address.

Strauss never told
me anyth...

Do you want
to live?

Good. Because we have
work to do.

[car door closes]

The Following S03E07
"The Hunt"

Sync and corrected by
Gianluca Belfiglio

Strauss' best student...
Who is he?

You're looking
at him obviously.

Yeah. Not according
to Strauss.

I considers you
a failure.

Too reckless,
too desperate for publicity.

I was having
a perfectly lovely dream

before you barged
in here and woke me up.

You can sleep
when you're dead.

[sputters]

Well, if you're gonna
be like that, Ryan,

you can go and find
Strauss

and ask him yourself.

Oh, I found him...

or what was
left of him.

Somebody tried to
remove his head.

Word is it was
his star pupil.

Hmm.

The king is dead.

Long live the king.

Screw the king.

I need a name.

Oh. Need.
Ho ho ho!

Such a vulnerable
word, Ryan,

and so very
dangerous when you...

when you need
something from me.

You got a name
for me or not.

I'm not your trick...

I'm not
a trick pony.

I'm not just here
to do your bidding,

at least not
without a little foreplay first.

So go on.
Tell... Tell me

about this new
love of yours.

Have a nice death.

Oh, don't pout,
Ryan.

Arthur had rules.

[exhaling sharply]

He was very careful
to keep us isolated from each other.

He... He claimed it
was for our own protection.

I always suspected
it was because

he wanted us to
depend solely upon him.

But he threw all
that away when he forced

his students
to free him from jail.

And this best student

of yours clearly hasn't
taken it terribly well.

[buzzer, door opening]

[door closing]

[Joe] Evening,
Deputy Warden.

It's 12:01 am.

Your official death warrant
has been issued.

Your execution will take
place exactly 7 days from today.

As mandated
by the state of Virginia,

you will get to choose
the method of your execution...

Death by lethal injection

or the electric chair.

[buzzer]

[door opens and shuts]

Well, that certainly
puts a...

a damper on things,
doesn't it?

[police radio chatter]

[vehicle approaching]

[agents speak indistinctly]

[car door opens, closes]

[camera shutter clicks]

Ryan.

Scott.

I'm sorry
about your people.

Yeah. Thanks.

Corey has two kids.

Gillian just got
engaged.

Our guy do this?

I'd put money on it.

He hacked into
the marshals' database

and rerouted
the transport.

When the SUV pulled
into the kill zone,

shut the car's computer
down remotely,

took out the marshals, walked away
with Duncan Banks.

Looks like Duncan
lied when he said he didn't know

Strauss'
best student.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Joe told me that Strauss
kept his acolytes isolated,

dependent only
on him.

Andrew, Daisy, Kyle...
They were the exception,

not the rule,
so it is possible

that our guy freed
Duncan for some reason,

some specific mission.

I'm not sure what's
more troubling,

that you're talking
to Joe Carroll

or that you're
quoting him.

Don't kid yourself, Scott.

You'd go see Joe with me
if you thought

it would help us
catch these guys.

[rustling sound]

[Duncan] Heh.
Oh, man.

You have no idea
how grateful I am.

I was gonna spend
my whole life behind bars.

I didn't do it
for you.

Oh, yeah. No. Sure.
I get that. Hmm.

Well, we can still make
the best of things, can't we?

The fact that you
meant something to Strauss

means nothing
to me,

so let me be clear.

I am not
your friend,

but I will let
you live

if you help me tie
up some loose ends.

No problem.

I... I appreciate
your honesty.

What do you need?

Creating those false
I.D.s for Strauss left me exposed.

It's just a matter
of time before the FBI

discovers
my passport connection.

I need to cauterize
that wound.

Can do.
Easy peasy.

Heh. You brought
a lot of clothes.

Yeah.

It's gonna be
a very messy day.

[Ryan] All right.
Listen up.

For those of you
that don't know,

this is Marshal
Scott Turner.

We are here to help him
bring down the man

that murdered his team
and freed Duncan Banks.

Now I believe it's
the same mystery man

that hacked
into our servers

and created
the fake passports

that we recovered
from Strauss.

Till we get these two,

nobody sleeps.

[remoter clicks]
[indistinct chatter]

[telephone ringing]

Nick.

Well, I'd say
good to see you,

but in my experience, you only show up
when I'm in trouble.

If that was the case, I'd have been here
a hell of a lot sooner.

[Scott] I need to check in
with my office.

Excuse me.

[telephone ringing]

So let me guess.

Director Franklin put
you in charge,

pending Gina's
disciplinary hearing.

That's right.

You may not
believe this,

but I am not here
to fight with you.

I was at Havenport.

It cost me an eye.

I know better than
anyone that

without your...

unorthodox methods

Joe Carroll would
have killed

a hell of a lot
more people.

I'm hearing
a "but" coming.

But I'm here to
restore order

in an office that
is under intense scrutiny.

I've been tasked
with ushering in

a new era
of transparency,

and frankly, you
might want to think

about whether you
fit into it.

Ouch. Guess losing
an eye to one of Joe's followers

hasn't improved
his attitude.

Yeah. It doesn't
matter.

We're full speed
ahead on this,

no matter what
Nick Donovan says.

[gunshot]

Unh!
[casing clangs on floor]

[groaning]

[door opens]

[Ryan] Hey, Max.

What are you doing?

I've been cleared
for duty.

Yeah. Limited duty.
Desk work.

Yeah, and I've been
at my desk since 7:00,

running down
the fake Clark E-mail

with the
Cyber Security Team.

I think we're getting
close to a break.

Good, but just
take it easy, ok?

You don't have to prove
anything to anybody.

[door opens]
[Mike] Hey, Ryan.

[hinges squeaking]
[door closes]

Hey.

How you feeling?

Fine.

Uh, we got a break
on the passports

we found on Strauss.

Turns out the booklets
are legit.

Serial numbers track back to
a government office in Queens.

Now according to
the supervisor,

they're still listed
as being on the premises,

and the employee
in charge of inventory

recently suspended
for negligence.

His name is Luis Serra.

We got to talk
to him.

Stay on the E-mail.

Call me if
something breaks.

Will do.

[reggae music playing]

[all laughing]

Damn. How'd it get
so late?

Danielle's gonna be pissed.

I promised her I'd
stop by this morning.

No, no, you can't
go, Primo.

You just took
my rent money.

Don't worry, Cuz.
I'll put it to good use.

[laughter]

See you fools later.

Come on, man.
Throw in.

[door closes]

[moves zip up and down]

[clicks button]

[ding]

[elevator door closing]

Nice. Yeah.

Yeah. What's
shaking, gentlemen?

Gentlemen?

Ain't nothing
gentle about us.

Yeah. Well, we're
looking for Luis.

Just missed him.

Oh.

Where'd he go?

Um, I'm thinking

your mama's house.

[laughter]

Aah!

Oh, God!

[groaning]

[blood dripping]

Gentlemen, gentlemen,

now that I got
your attention.

Ohh, ohh, ohh!
[dripping continues]

I'll ask again.

Where's Luis?

Luis lives
on the fifth floor.

[door closes]

[Ryan] Guys.

[dripping]

- [Tom] Hey.
- [Max] Hey.

You ok?

Uh, maybe you should
take a half day,

don't push yourself.

I'm fine. Don't need
you to mother me.

Is that what
I'm doing?

Because that's gonna
put a serious damper on our sex life.

I think the bitch
with the 2x4 already took care of that.

Maybe tonight.

Sure. Sounds good.

See you after work?

[low hummer of chat]

[telephone ringing]

[Sloan] You're a genius.

I agree. Why?

Because you nailed
how our hacker got

into our server.

We just broke
the encryption.

He used one of our
outside vendors

to breach the system...

Manitech Security.

I knew it.
I got to call Ryan.

About what?

Agent Sloan and I
have pinpointed

the security breach
to the FBI server.

And?

Our hacker got in through a cyber
security company called Manitech.

So you think it was
someone in house over there?

Hmm. Doubtful.
Manitech employees undergo

governmental clearance.

No one buys a pair of socks
that we don't know about.

Yeah. We think
our boy found a way to hack in

from off site.
It's the safest play.

Ok. Agent Sloan,

head out there
and look into it.

[Max] Sir.

I'd like to stick
with this.

You're just back from
medical leave, aren't you?

Yes, but I'm good
to go,

and this will just be

interviews
and computer work.

Ok. The two of you
head over to Manitech

and figure out how
the breach occurred.

Then report back to me.

Thank you.

[Ryan] This guy
worries me, Scott.

Joe was smart,
but he was driven by ego.

He made mistakes.

This guy, I feel like
we're always two steps behind him.

[Mike] Hey. Neighbors
saw Luis leaving the building

around 11 am.

Looks like our killers
just missed him.

Which means we
just missed him.

Yeah. Hopkins did
a search for his cell phone,

which came back
empty.

Unless he's the only
dude in New York without a phone,

I'm guessing he's using
burners that we can't trace.

I don't get it.
Strauss is dead.

Why go after Luis now?

Because Luis can
identify our guy.

So it's a race.

Yeah. That's right.
We get to Luis first,

we I.D. our mystery man.

We lose,

he vanishes.

[Duncan] Man,
that was intense back there.

Uh, you really took
those men apart.

I... I've never seen
that much blood.

You... You're clearly
something of an overachiever.

Do you always talk
this much when you kill?

No. That's
sacred time.

[rain patterns]

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

[horn honking in distance]

There's Luis.

[man speaking indistinctly]

[engine starts]

[cell phone chimes]

Everything ok?

[sighs]

Yeah. I've got something
I got to take care of.

You can deal
with Luis?

Absolutely.

All right. Remember
you need him

to take you
to his printing press.

Destroy his computer
and any backup files

before you kill him.

Leave nothing behind.

Don't worry.
I can handle it.

I'm not worried, Duncan.

You know what I'll do
if you fail.

[man] Listen. We'll cooperate
in every way.

Just tell me
what you need.

A team with
the clearance and expertise

to pull your
network apart

and root
our guy out.

Of course. I'll put
my best people on it.

What's going on?

Oh. FBI.
Rumor has it

somebody hacked us to get
into the Bureau's server.

Whoa. Do they know
who it was?

I don't know.

Wait a minute.
What are you doing here?

Thought you were only
working a couple days this month.

Something important
came up.

Something I need to
take care of personally.

[windshield wipers flap]

[knock on door]

[windshield wipers flap, whir]

Aw. Thank you.

[ringing in background]

[Nick] Any updates?

We've got someone
sitting on Luis' parents and sister

in Alphabet City.

They swear they haven't heard
from him since yesterday.

Agents are
rousting all known associates.

Hopefully it will
pan out.

Have Max dig into
his social networking.

She's an ace at that.

Max isn't here.

I sent her and Agent Sloan
to follow up on a lead.

You what? You sent
her into the field?

She has cracked ribs
and a concussion.

Relax. She'll be
tucked behind a desk

at a cyber company,
looking through stacks

of computer data.

The only danger
she's facing is boredom.

[man] You've got it
all wrong.

No. I'm not calling
you stupid.

I said your basic assumption
is stupid.

[Max] What's going on?

Mr. Collins here thinks
we're wasting our time

looking for just one guy.

Who are you exactly?

Peter Collins.
I oversee the FBI firewall.

From what you described,
you should be looking for a pod,

minimum 3 people...
A hacker, a forger,

an automotive
computer expert.

No one has comprehensive
knowledge this broad.

Hell, Russia pays teams of people
just to conquer

one of these arenas.

[Max] And yet all forensic
and digital evidence point

to a single hacker,

someone right here
in New York.

[boss] All due respect,
Agent Hardy,

but Peter is an expert
in intrusion

and cyber security.

Then I'm sure Peter
would agree that the use

of a single cell modem
in all 3 attacks

rules out
multiple hackers.

Did I forget to mention
I spent 4 years

in digital security at Taru
before joining the Bureau?

Ok.

[man] Good night.

[beeping]

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, oh! Sorry.
I'm so sorry.

Are you ok?

Mm-hmm. Ahem.

Just recovering
from an altercation

with a piece
of lumber.

Sounds like
quite a story.

Oh, it's not.
I lost.

End of story.

Is there a bathroom
in this maze?

Yeah, sure. That way,
around the corner. [pats his leg]

Thanks.

- Second door on the right.
- Ok.

Hey, man.

What's your problem?

Other than leaving
my girlfriend to die?

Look. I, uh, I made
a mistake.

Yeah. You seem to make
a lot of those.

And what the hell
is that supposed to mean?

[door opens]

Mike, we got an I.D.
on Luis's girlfriend.

We got to roll.

[moaning]

[smooches]

Babe, look.
That's your building.

Huh?

[reporter] Police have yet
to release the identities

of the 3 victims killed
in the basement,

but they are currently looking
for a resident of the building

in connection to the murders...
This man Luis Serra.

[Danielle] What's going on?

Who killed those people?
Why are the cops looking for you?

Get your stuff,
get your stuff. We got to go.

- Why? What happened?
- Just get your stuff.

[thump]

What was that?

Stay here.

Don't move.

Ok.

[door opens]

[floorboard creaks]

[light switch clicks]

[light switch clicks]

[hinges squeak]

There was nothing.
I just...

[body thuds]

[engine revving]

[tires screech]

[engine shuts off]

[hinges squeaking]

I got a body.

[footsteps approaching]

She's still warm.

Rest of the house
is clear.

No sign of Luis.

We're gonna lose
in this race.

So tracks down Luis,
kills his girlfriend.

I mean, why didn't
he just kill Luis and be done with it?

The passports.

Luis must print
them someplace else.

There's got to be some evidence there
he wants to destroy.

Get CSU in here in.
We got to turn this place upside down.

There's got to
be something in this house

that can give us
a lead into where they're going.

Get out of the trunk.

Out of the trunk.

Get up. Move.

You didn't have to
kill her, man.

She had nothing
to do with this.

Yeah. I'm sorry
about that. My boss is

kind of a freak.

He doesn't like
dangling threads,

no matter how cute
they are.

You know, the truth
of the matter is,

I'm probably
on borrowed time just like you.

Ok. So let's run,
right?

You go your way,
I'll go mine.

Yeah. I... I wish it
were that easy.

I really do,
but there's nowhere to run

where he's not
gonna find us.

Walk. Don't look at me.

Move!

[sighs]

We've examined everything
on the server

for the last month
prior to the breach.

We can't find the hacker's
access point.

Keep searching.
We're missing something.

[keyboard clanking]

Max, you got a minute?

[quietly] I found
a discrepancy

in the employee
access logs.

The server automatically
stores backup files

to a secondary disk,

but last week's files
were corrupted.

Did you restore it?

Yeah. It turns out
that a Manitech employee

infiltrated the FBI server two days
before Strauss' trial,

the same day that
Strauss' legal team

received the Clark E-mail.

He also called in sick
yesterday

when Strauss was killed.

Who?

Peter Collins.

[boss] What's...
What's going on?

Peter, stand up slowly,
hands where I can see them.

- What?
- Go. Slowly.

- Stand up, up.
- [Peter gasps]

Uh, you think I had
something to do with this?

Put your hands
on the desk.

Wha... This is absurd.
[handcuffs clicking]

I want a lawyer.
[handcuffs clicking]

[Max] Yeah.
I'm sure you do.

[clicking continues]

All right. Take him
to the Bureau.

I'm gonna stay back
and lock this place down.

I need everyone
to clear out.

These offices are now
a crime scene.

A forensics team will be
by in a few hours

to pack up and process
Peter's office.

Let's go.

[cover flapping]

Where are the backups?

I tell you,
you let me go?

[laughs]

Do you know the term
quality of life?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Well, right now, your
quality of life depends on doing

exactly what I say
and not asking stupid questions.

Where are the backups?

[spitting]

Unh!

[groaning]

How's your quality
of life now?

Where are the damn
backups?!

[cell phone ringing]

Max. You got something?

[Max] We arrested an
employee here... Peter Collins.

Evidence points to him
as our hacker.

You think he's Strauss'
best student?

I'm not sure,
but he called in sick yesterday,

so could have been in Beacon at the
same time of Strauss' murder,

but he clocked in
at 8:00 at this morning,

so he couldn't have been there
to kill Luis' crew.

If he's not our guy,
then what's his connection?

Sort of a middle man
possibly. I don't know.

I'm not sure.

How's the passport
hunt going?

[sighs]

Too soon to tell.

Yeah. Ok. Well, I'll call
you if I get anything.

Yeah.

[gasps]

You shouldn't
be here.

Is it true you had
Peter Collins arrested

because he didn't have
an alibi for yesterday?

That's one reason,
yes.

He didn't...

He didn't do
whatever it is you think he did.

He was with me
yesterday

at a B&B in Westchester
all day.

Why didn't he tell
me this?

Because has a wife.

We have concrete
evidence that shows

he altered
his access logs.

The access logs
don't have any

confidential
information on them.

They're only protected
by basic encryption.

It would be tricky,
but with the right virus,

I could make it
look like

you infiltrated the FBI.

How sure are you?

100%.

I know Peter.

He's not a killer.

Ok. Then help me figure out
who framed him.

[items clang, clatter]

[paper rustling]
[liquid squishing]

[flame whooshing]

Anything else?

No.

I swear. The only
thing left is the printing press.

Ok.

Look, man. I didn't
do anything, man. Come on.

I'm gonna kill you!

[cell phone ringing]

Please hold.

- Yeah.
- Where are you?

My ese Luis and I
are having

a little bonfire.

Is he still alive?

For about
10 more seconds.

I need him to do
one more job

before you kill him.

[Luis breaths heavily]

[cell phone beeps]

Good news, amigo.

You just got a stay
of execution.

[Mike] We got him.

We found Danielle's
car up the block.

There was a bunch
of parking tickets

in the glove
compartment,

all from a warehouse
around the marine terminal.

I had Hopkins pull
traffic camera footage

for the corner.

All right.
Let's move.

Call HRT, have them
meet us there.

[keyboard clanking]

Look at this.

Two weeks ago,
someone cloned Peter's system,

put it on
an external drive.

Well, that person's
walking around

with his entire
operating system on a thumb drive.

Exactly. Plug it
into any machine,

it's gonna act
just like Peter's computer.

The breach could have
come from anyone in this place.

Narrowing it down is
not gonna be easy.

But not impossible.

[whooping sound]
[clanking resumes]

What?

Aw, the server just
went offline.

It happens.

I'll be right back.

[machine whirring sound]

[gasps] Oh, God! Sam.

God, you scared me.

What are you still
doing here?

I thought they cleared
everybody out.

[groaning]

Eh, it's so sad
really.

You were the brightest
person in this place.

You could have changed
the world.

Instead, you die alone,

knowing that I'm
the one,

that I'm the one who
took your future.

[squish]
[groaning]

[rain patterns]

[vehicles approaching]

We got two teams moving
into place around the building.

We've set up checkpoints
on the main road and service road.

Access points to the warehouse
are here, here, and here.

Listen. The two guys
we have inside are the only link

we have to our
mystery man.

We have to take
at least one of them alive.

Due respect.
We don't shoot wound.

Somebody throws down,
we end them.

Any other way puts
my guys in danger,

and I don't do
that kind of thing.

You got something you
want to say to me?

I think I just said it.

All right.
Knock it off.

[indistinctly chat in background]

Listen. You do what
you have to do in there, all right?

Come on. Let's go,
let's go!

Kent?

[gasps]
[electricity switches off]

[machine whirring sound]

[breaths heavily]

[dialing tone]

This is Agent
Max Hardy, FBI.

I've got a body and a suspect
still active in the building.

I'm at Manitech Security,
682 Corporate Park Drive.

Backup requested
immediately.

[panting]

[thud]

Unh.

[siren]

[officer] Hands in the air!

FBI!

[gasping]

Secure the building
and search it!

Suspect is still
here somewhere.

How much longer?

A few minutes.

Well, hurry it up.

Why? So you can
kill me sooner?

[gunshots]

[bullets hissing]

[man] Go, go, go!

Left!

[Luis] Hey. I'll go.
All right.

[handcuffs clicking]

[gunshot]

[Ryan gasps]

Unh! Agh!

[gunshots]

Unh!

[groaning]

You ok?

Yeah.

You should really go
to the hospital.

Your ribs could
be fractured,

and you need to get
your pacemaker checked.

I'm fine.

You're lucky.
3 inches higher,

you don't have
a face.

You know, you might
want to work on your bedside manner.

[Mike] Hey. Looks like
Duncan was forcing Luis

to make one last
passport before he killed him.

Is this our guy?

Thinking it
has to be.

Hey. Is this the guy
that hired you?

I don't know.
He found me online.

Tripled my fee and sent
everything through E-mail.

You got copies
of the E-mails, the payments?

Yeah. They're right there.

Get him out of here.

[cell phone ringing]

Ryan. He was here,
but he got away.

I thought arrested
the hacker.

Apparently not.

He killed an intern.

What? Are you ok?

Yeah.

Listen. I just sent
you a photo.

Is this the guy
you arrested?

Hold on.

No. It's Tucker.

He runs this place.

[keys jingle, clatter]

[light switch clicks]

Jeez!

Hey, boss.

Nice digs.

Sam?

How did you get
in here?

Really?

That's the question
you want to lead with?

A man is sitting
in your living room

in the middle of the night,
holding a gun...

and you want to know
my method ingress.

Don't... hurt me.

I'm sorry.

It's kind of
the whole plan.

Tucker's in the wind.

Agents arrived on scene.

Tucker's car was missing.

The garage registered
his remote exiting

just over an hour ago.

We put out
a statewide alert.

I went through
his laptop.

In addition
to passport templates,

I found several
E-mails to and from an IP address

that traces back to
a public library in Akron, Ohio.

Two miles from
Daisy and Kyle's house.

[Ryan] I'm not
buying it.

Excuse me?

It's too neat,
it's too easy.

The guy's a computer genius,
he just leaves

his laptop for us to find

with easily unencrypted
information.

[Nick] We have hard evidence,
both physical and digital,

incriminating Tucker
without question.

Your job is to find him
as quickly as possible.

Listen to me.
This guy

is a brilliant
hacker.

He is a practiced
killer.

There's not way he
goes down this easy.

My gut is telling me
that Tucker Moore has been framed.

The FBI operates
on evidence, not intuition.

So get on board
with finding Tucker,

or I'll put someone
in charge who will.

♪ The needle falls ♪

♪ Hammer in your hand ♪

Hey, papa bear.

Want to join us?

♪ Soon, time and space ♪

♪ won't mean a thing ♪

♪ You can't help yourself ♪

♪ You can't help yourself ♪

[drunken voice] Strauss' real student
is out there killing with impunity.

We're running around,
hunting for a dead man.

Does anybody believe me?
No!

How can they not
believe you

after all you've
done for them?

It's... It's just
downright insulting.

Damn straight.

Uh, they clearly
don't appreciate

your talents
and capabilities the way I do

I... I believe
in you, Ryan.

[woman laughing]

Do you?

Of course.

I will always be
there for you.

I am your constant
and your... your true north,

and when everyone else
has abandoned you,

where will I be?

By my side.

Exactly.

Come here.

You and me
against the world, eh?

Cheers.

[chuckles]

[gasps]
[siren wails in distance]

Sync and corrected by
Gianluca Belfiglio