Most Dangerous Game (2020) s02e12 Episode Script
Blood Work
1
You don't touch her.
What kind of piece of shit
do you think I am, Suero?
I don't kill women.
But if you get in my way, I
will knock you the fuck out.
So just
stay clear of the yellow
line, okay, sweetheart?
What's this, man, you gonna cut me?
That's very West Side Story of you.
Now, normally, I would
torture you a little bit
for turning me into some
kind of degenerate huffer
back there with the chloroform shit,
but, you know, we don't got
a lot of time to fuck around
before sunrise, so Ready, hoss?
Good,
'cause I think they just rang the bell.
Just let go.
Look, you tried your best.
It's fine. Shh!
You come at me with that glass, Susie Q,
I'm gonna stick it in
you like a turkey baster.
I'm warning you.
Look, that's on you.
I got to save you this time.
Hang on. You got to stay awake.
Okay? Here. Stay awake.
Stay awake.
You're good, you're
good. You're good, Josie.
It's okay.
You're okay.
You'll be okay. You'll be okay.
All right?
Please, God. Don't take her, too.
Seven minutes to destination.
We're gonna be there in seven minutes.
All right, Josie? Hang in there, okay?
Stay awake.
Stay awake, okay?
Help!
Yo, help!
Help!
Mr. Suero?
You should be in bed.
Victor.
You had a perforated liver,
three cracked ribs,
multiple lacerations,
and Suffolk PD's been by.
They want to ask you some questions.
You should be resting.
She'll be okay.
She's a strong kid.
Lost a lot of blood,
and she's B negative.
Only one and a half percent
of the population has it,
and we're low on O.
Thankfully, there was
someone here getting sutures
who matched her blood type.
Speak of the devil and he'll appear.
Relax.
The hunt's been over for hours.
I'm just thrilled I
was able to help her.
It would have been tragic if
anything had happened to Josie.
I wish to thank you.
You proved to be the
most exhilarating of prey.
She's a fighter as well, isn't she?
Tracks you down all by herself.
Nearly sacrifices her
life to save yours.
She would make the most excellent
runner one day, don't you think?
Not on your fucking life.
Don't discount the possibility.
The hunt's a part of her now.
It's in her blood.
Wish me luck as
you wave me goodbye ♪
Cheerio ♪
Yeah?
Victor, I'm so pleased to hear
your sister's recuperating.
Collateral damage is something
I do not take to well.
You'll be happy to hear, most
of your money is accounted for.
The first few million or so is
lost, frozen by the authorities.
But, uh, we opened another
account for you in Panama.
I don't want your money anymore.
I don't need it.
Be that as it may,
you still have well over
$20 million waiting for you.
If you want it.
Well, it's not bad for
a day's work, is it?
Enjoy your life, Victor.
Because you never know
when the day you're living
is actually your last.
Te quiero, eh.
Good morning, everybody!
Seems like we've concluded
another successful and profitable hunt.
Hmm. It was, wasn't it?
Was it successful
because of how
meticulously it was planned?
Oh, madam,
I prep each outing to
the most finite detail,
but I can't be expected to
predict the unpredictable.
I don't know what
Tina's been telling you,
but I can promise that
She's told me nothing.
Except for the fact that
the runner was her choice.
And if there were any issues with him,
the blame should lay entirely with her.
Was it your decision
to bring Nixon back into the game?
To create an impromptu death match?
I improvised.
I was protecting the hunt.
And
you
succeeded.
An impulsive, emotional runner can bring
an entire hunt crashing down.
In the past day, one almost did.
Suero was the wrong choice.
So, Miles, I need you to
improvise one more time.
I need you
to truly protect the hunt.
- Is this necessary?
- It is.
Unless perhaps there are two problems
that need to be dealt with.
Yeah, it's okay. You can put that away.
I'm in charge now.
What did you do?
I improvised.
This is my game,
and I'm tired of being
told how to run it.
There will be ramifications.
The board cares more about money
than they care about vengeance.
No one can pull off what I've
pulled off in the past 24 hours.
They won't touch me.
Tina.
What's the keystone of the
mentor-protégé relationship?
Loyalty.
Correct.
And loyalty will be rewarded.
How would you like a promotion
and a million dollars?
Okay.
Connell.
You're the cleaner.
Clean it up.
No rest for the weary, kiddo.
You have 90 days to find my next runner.
You don't touch her.
What kind of piece of shit
do you think I am, Suero?
I don't kill women.
But if you get in my way, I
will knock you the fuck out.
So just
stay clear of the yellow
line, okay, sweetheart?
What's this, man, you gonna cut me?
That's very West Side Story of you.
Now, normally, I would
torture you a little bit
for turning me into some
kind of degenerate huffer
back there with the chloroform shit,
but, you know, we don't got
a lot of time to fuck around
before sunrise, so Ready, hoss?
Good,
'cause I think they just rang the bell.
Just let go.
Look, you tried your best.
It's fine. Shh!
You come at me with that glass, Susie Q,
I'm gonna stick it in
you like a turkey baster.
I'm warning you.
Look, that's on you.
I got to save you this time.
Hang on. You got to stay awake.
Okay? Here. Stay awake.
Stay awake.
You're good, you're
good. You're good, Josie.
It's okay.
You're okay.
You'll be okay. You'll be okay.
All right?
Please, God. Don't take her, too.
Seven minutes to destination.
We're gonna be there in seven minutes.
All right, Josie? Hang in there, okay?
Stay awake.
Stay awake, okay?
Help!
Yo, help!
Help!
Mr. Suero?
You should be in bed.
Victor.
You had a perforated liver,
three cracked ribs,
multiple lacerations,
and Suffolk PD's been by.
They want to ask you some questions.
You should be resting.
She'll be okay.
She's a strong kid.
Lost a lot of blood,
and she's B negative.
Only one and a half percent
of the population has it,
and we're low on O.
Thankfully, there was
someone here getting sutures
who matched her blood type.
Speak of the devil and he'll appear.
Relax.
The hunt's been over for hours.
I'm just thrilled I
was able to help her.
It would have been tragic if
anything had happened to Josie.
I wish to thank you.
You proved to be the
most exhilarating of prey.
She's a fighter as well, isn't she?
Tracks you down all by herself.
Nearly sacrifices her
life to save yours.
She would make the most excellent
runner one day, don't you think?
Not on your fucking life.
Don't discount the possibility.
The hunt's a part of her now.
It's in her blood.
Wish me luck as
you wave me goodbye ♪
Cheerio ♪
Yeah?
Victor, I'm so pleased to hear
your sister's recuperating.
Collateral damage is something
I do not take to well.
You'll be happy to hear, most
of your money is accounted for.
The first few million or so is
lost, frozen by the authorities.
But, uh, we opened another
account for you in Panama.
I don't want your money anymore.
I don't need it.
Be that as it may,
you still have well over
$20 million waiting for you.
If you want it.
Well, it's not bad for
a day's work, is it?
Enjoy your life, Victor.
Because you never know
when the day you're living
is actually your last.
Te quiero, eh.
Good morning, everybody!
Seems like we've concluded
another successful and profitable hunt.
Hmm. It was, wasn't it?
Was it successful
because of how
meticulously it was planned?
Oh, madam,
I prep each outing to
the most finite detail,
but I can't be expected to
predict the unpredictable.
I don't know what
Tina's been telling you,
but I can promise that
She's told me nothing.
Except for the fact that
the runner was her choice.
And if there were any issues with him,
the blame should lay entirely with her.
Was it your decision
to bring Nixon back into the game?
To create an impromptu death match?
I improvised.
I was protecting the hunt.
And
you
succeeded.
An impulsive, emotional runner can bring
an entire hunt crashing down.
In the past day, one almost did.
Suero was the wrong choice.
So, Miles, I need you to
improvise one more time.
I need you
to truly protect the hunt.
- Is this necessary?
- It is.
Unless perhaps there are two problems
that need to be dealt with.
Yeah, it's okay. You can put that away.
I'm in charge now.
What did you do?
I improvised.
This is my game,
and I'm tired of being
told how to run it.
There will be ramifications.
The board cares more about money
than they care about vengeance.
No one can pull off what I've
pulled off in the past 24 hours.
They won't touch me.
Tina.
What's the keystone of the
mentor-protégé relationship?
Loyalty.
Correct.
And loyalty will be rewarded.
How would you like a promotion
and a million dollars?
Okay.
Connell.
You're the cleaner.
Clean it up.
No rest for the weary, kiddo.
You have 90 days to find my next runner.