Previously,
on Criminal Minds...
Yesterday,
while we were in Florida,
a body was found in the desert
outside Las Cruces, New Mexico.
ROSSI:
A man had his leg amputated
and replaced
with the leg of someone else.
MORGAN:
Someone's out there mimicking
the crimes we've solved.
This is now an active case,
which we'll be
investigating,
along with our other cases.
Hello? I'm still here.
UNSUB:
Zugzwang.
REID: It's a chess term. It
describes the point in the game
when a player realizes
he'll inevitably be checkmated.
Both the director
and the Attorney General
want to take you off this case.
We know this case
better than anyone.
Guess what just came
to the reception desk
for an Agent Jennifer Jareau.
JJ:
"Zugzwang."
Who sent it?
They knew you would be
at that phone booth.
What if this is the Replicator?
The original "zugzwang" taunt
was directed at me.
If it's directed at one of us,
it's directed at all of us.
First, he was chasing us,
and now it's our turn
to chase him.
STRAUSS: This psychopath's
message is clearly personal.
You're victims now.
I had a meeting
with the director.
You have no fresh leads.
He wants the Replicator
classified "inactive."
Erin, he's stalking this team.
No one's going to give it up.
I know that,
and neither will I.
(loud dance music plays)
(loud crowd chatter)
(women laughing)
Hey, Hotch, I need an override.
Hotch!
I told you not
to call me that.
I need an override.
Can't help you.
Thane's got the card.
You know where he is?
I'll give you one guess.
(heavy breathing, kissing)
(moaning, heavy breathing)
(woman breathes heavily,
man moans)
- I'm thirsty.
- (laughs)
I think you've had enough.
Is it hot in here?
Hell, yeah, it is.
(man moans)
(door creaks open)
(woman gasps)
(whispering):
Who's that?
Shh.
Thane?
(Thane sighs)
What do you want, Hotchner?
We need the override card.
- I'm a little busy.
- SEAN: Yeah, I get that.
It's a 5-G tab,
we don't want 'em to walk.
(sighs)
Uh, just...
Thought I told you
not to bother me.
I'm not the only one
- with a card.
- Jim's in a meeting.
- What meeting?
- I don't know.
A meeting.
You got the card or what?
(sighs)
WOMAN:
I need some water.
Yeah, yeah, just a second.
Bloody hell.
I don't feel so good.
(gasping for air)
Uh... Anna?
(choking, coughing)
Sean! Sean, get in here!
What the hell is this?
SEAN:
Call 911!
She's not breathing.
- THANE: Oh.
- What the hell are you doing?
Call for help!
BETH (laughing):
I do not.
HOTCH (laughing):
Okay, you don't.
- BETH: Do I really?
- HOTCH: Well, just a little.
And I'm used to it,
'cause Jack can babble
all night long in his sleep.
Usually he's talking
about superheroes, though.
What do I talk about?
Mm... you don't want to know.
Aaron!
Shh, he just got to sleep.
(Beth giggles)
I'm so glad
we're finally doing this.
- Me, too. -I cannot wait
to show him the city.
He's so excited.
Mm. What did you think
of my itinerary?
Um, which page?
Oh... I went a little overboard,
didn't I?
It's a little ambitious.
- Oh...
- It's okay.
We'll take it easy,
and we'll play it by ear, okay?
Mm.
We'll play it by this ear.
Oh, this one?
- Mm-hmm.
- Mm.
I just...
I really want this weekend
to be memorable for both of you.
It already is.
It's hard not living
in the same city.
I know... but I think
we're making it work, right?
- (phone ringing)
- I think we are.
Did you forget to tell Dave
that you were on vacation?
It's Sean.
Your brother Sean?
Jim Peters. I own the place.
Aaron, uh... Thank God.
Um... I think
I'm mixed up in something.
- I need your help.
- What happened?
Uh, this g-girl--she died,
uh, right in my arms.
Look, I need to see you.
Sean, if you're a witness to
something, you need to stay put.
I'm in Manhattan.
I'll come to you.
What, you're here?
Since when?
Where are you?
Club called the Edinburgh,
8th and 54th.
All right, I'm on my way.
I'll text you when I'm close.
- (phone beeps off)
- That sounded serious.
Yeah, with Sean, it usually is.
- What's going on?
- I don't know.
I'll keep you posted.
Will you keep an eye on Jack?
Of course.
(Hotch sighs)
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
He's your brother.
Yeah. That's why I'm worried.
(indistinct crowd chatter)
I didn't think you could
still smoke in New York.
You're not even gonna warm up
to the big brother act?
I figured I'd save us time.
WOMAN:
Hello. What's up?
How long you been in the city?
Jack and I got here today.
Jack. Wow.
I haven't seen him
since he was...
Three.
Right. Now he's, uh...
Seven.
So this is where you work now?
What happened to the restaurant?
That was a long time ago.
I'm a bartender now.
What happened tonight?
SEAN:
The girl who died--
Anna--the cops think
she OD'd on Ecstasy.
And you think they're wrong?
She... she was bleeding
out of... everything.
My manager wouldn't let me
call 911 until
we got her outside,
and by that time,
she was already dead.
Cops ask you why
you waited to call them?
They'd already written Anna off.
Cops said they see people
overdose in clubs all the time.
Then there are probably
other cases like this one.
I'll talk to them.
There was.
Linda Heying.
She died last week.
How well did you know her?
We worked together.
Well, she probably got
her supply from the same place.
There's enough of it
around here.
And everybody looks
the other way.
Yeah... if we want
to keep our jobs.
Linda wasn't using.
How do you know?
She was my girlfriend.
HOTCH:
And the M.E. reports
show three other victims
bleeding out over the last week.
Yeah, one in Harlem,
two in the Village.
All five have been categorized
as Ecstasy overdoses.
HOTCH:
And one of
the victims may have been
drugged without her knowledge.
Ecstasy is frequently used
as a date rape drug,
but I've never seen it
cause bleeding like this.
Could it be a bad batch?
Well, uh, according to the ME,
the victims had so much MDMA
in their systems that it caused
their internal body temperature
to go out of control.
They had boiled
from the inside out.
That's not typical
of overdose victims, either.
We could be looking
at product tampering,
similar to the Tylenol
cyanide poisoning in '86.
And the working theory
in that case was
that the UnSub targeted
a specific victim,
but dosed mass quantities
to cover his tracks.
So you're telling me these
deaths could just be the start?
HOTCH:
Yes, ma'am.
I'd like the team to join me
in New York as soon as possible.
- (Strauss sighs)
- We're on our way, Aaron.
Thanks.
You're coming, aren't you?
Just as a precaution.
This team tends to go rogue
when loved ones are involved.
♪ Light 'em up, up, up,
light 'em up, up, up ♪
- ♪ Light 'em up, up, up ♪
- ♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ So light 'em up, up, up ♪
♪ Light 'em up,
up, up ♪
♪ Light 'em up, up, up ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa ♪
♪ Oh, oh, whoa,
oh, oh, whoa ♪
♪ In the dark, dark ♪
♪ Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa ♪
♪ Oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa ♪
♪ In the dark, dark ♪
♪ Writers keep writing
what they write... ♪
(music, voices distorting)
HOTCH: "Rarely do members
of the same family
grow up under the same roof."
Richard Bach.
MORGAN: This is more
than product tampering.
This is mass murder.
Overdosing certainly seems like
a hard sell now.
STRAUSS:
How is he taking out
experienced partiers
and non-drug users
at the same time?
He has to be dosing his victims
without their knowledge somehow.
REID:
Ecstasy can be made
in pill, powder and liquid form.
It wouldn't be that hard to slip
something into someone's drink,
or to convince them the pill
they're taking is safe.
So even regular users
might not have know
they're being dosed
until it's too late.
Why kill
in such a graphic manner?
Well, he gets off
on the spectacle.
It's-it's not just
about the victims with this guy.
It's about the witnesses.
He incites fear.
BLAKE:
Which means the UnSub
is desperate for attention.
He wants all eyes on his work,
because he craves recognition.
He'll be paying close attention
to the media, then.
It allows him
to relive his crimes.
You know, the medium of his kill
is interesting.
He's picking a drug that's known
for its euphoric effect.
It's like he wants
to take that happiness away.
Well, it can't be a coincidence
that the majority of his victims
are known drug users.
He's taking the law
into his own hands.
But what about the two
who were clean?
Linda Heying and Erik Sullivan's
families insist
they never touched the stuff.
Either the victims are good
at hiding the truth,
or the UnSub's killing
for another reason.
We should take a closer look
and see how they're connected.
HOTCH: Hi. I'm gonna have to try
to meet up with you guys later.
Uh, this is a bit of a mess.
We've got 11 victims,
and Sean seems to be
mixed up in it somehow.
Well, don't worry
about us, then. We'll be fine.
HOTCH:
Okay. Can you put Jack on?
Sure.
It's your dad.
Hi, Dad.
Hey, buddy.
I'm gonna have to be late.
You'll miss
the Statue of Liberty.
HOTCH:
I know,
and I'm really disappointed.
I was looking forward
to the boat ride out there.
I'm sorry I have to work, Jack.
Uh, this is the part of my job
that stinks.
JACK: It's okay, Dad.
If someone's in trouble,
you should help 'em.
I appreciate that.
Take lots of pictures
for me, okay?
I will.
Hey.
Hi. Thanks for doing this.
I'm really sorry.
Oh, are you kidding?
I'm excited about a little
quality one-on-one with Jack.
Go help your brother.
Thanks. I love you.
Love you, too.
- Bye.
- (phone beeps off)
Six kids died at a rave
last night. They bled out just
- like the others.
- Damn.
How well do you know these
people you're working with?
Uh, Thane hooked me up with
the job a couple months ago.
Linda and I started dating
a few weeks after that.
You suspect any
of the employees of dealing?
No, but it's not like it's hard
to find if you're looking.
And you'd tell me if you were
involved in anything illegal?
Yes, but I'm not.
I swear, Aaron.
And you've told me everything?
All right, you did
the right thing in calling.
I'll let you know
what we find out.
(camera shutter clicking)
(garbled radio transmissions)
Well, this guy's definitely
making a statement.
To us or to them?
(garbled radio transmissions,
crowd chatter)
It's-it's the drug.
Did you and your friends take
the same pills?
Yeah... but it wasn't pills.
It was liquid X.
I'm just trying to understand
why the drug killed
your friends and not you.
Did they take a lot more
than you?
Why was that?
They had more money.
Why would you want more doses?
I mean, it appears that the drug
had its intended effect.
Eventually, yeah.
But it took forever, and
the others didn't want to wait.
How long does it normally take?
An hour maybe.
But this stuff was different.
It took nearly double that.
So your friends
bought more doses,
thinking the batch
they'd taken was weak.
How much more did they take?
Do you know?
Two vials... each.
Do you think you'd be able
to describe the person
you bought the Ecstasy from?
Don't have to.
He's right over there.
Thanks.
The delayed onset of the drug
caused the victims
to O.D. themselves.
MORGAN: Well, that explains
why the victims boiled.
The higher the dose,
the higher the heat.
JJ:
Maybe it was designed that way.
According to the M.E. report,
the Ecstasy was cut with a high
volume of methamphetamine.
Go for greatness!
Hey, Baby Girl.
I need you to run a search
on delayed onset MDMA--
methamphetamine mixtures.
- See if you can find
anything about... -Whoa.
- What?
- GARCIA: Double oh
to the whoa to oh whoa power.
There's a drug called
Paramethoxy...
REID:
Paramethoxymethamphetamine?
Yes, what you just said.
PMMA for short. Uh,
it just hit
the international market.
It's street name,
which I'm not making up,
is "Doctor Death."
So coined
because the drug keeps
killing people.
Apparently,
it's produced with such
a huge percentage of meth,
it masks the effects
of the Ecstasy
until the user's
already taken too much.
MDMA costs more to make
than methamphetamine,
so it's common practice to mix
the two when creating Ecstasy
in order
to maximize profit margins.
Like watering down liquor,
except in this case,
the water kills you.
So, is this PMMA coming straight
from the manufacturer?
Or is our UnSub altering
the drug supply
to make it more lethal?
(man grunts)
(bottles clanking)
Okay.
Thank you.
That was the DEA.
They're very concerned.
This is the first evidence
of PMMA
making its way
into the United States.
And they have no idea
where it's coming from?
No. They've increased
border patrol.
They've heightened security
at the airports.
That doesn't help us
if it's being made here.
Well, still, if it weren't
for your brother,
we might not have
made the connection.
HOTCH:
I have
some reservations.
What are you gonna do?
I asked Dave to talk to him.
Well, that'll do it.
Where's Aaron?
In cases
where family's involved,
we like to have
an unbiased agent
conduct the interview.
Am I a suspect?
Should you be?
Um, how well did you know Linda?
We used to date.
Date?
Hmm.
You told Agent Hotchner
that she was your girlfriend.
She was, and then... it stopped.
ROSSI:
You two broke up then?
No, it's not like that.
Well, what stopped then--
the sex?
Look, what Linda and I were
or weren't isn't gonna help you.
I think you should let me decide
what's going to help.
(sighs)
We had a fight.
It was bad, but we were...
we were getting over it,
getting back to normal.
ROSSI:
What was the fight about?
(sighs deeply)
My using.
- ROSSI: You're a drug addict?
- SEAN: I don't use anymore.
Linda convinced me to get clean.
How long ago was that?
Two months ago.
- Any relapses?
- Not in the last two months.
What was your drug of choice?
SEAN:
I'd rather not to say.
You'd rather not say?
Are you serious?
People are dying, Sean.
It was Ecstasy.
You said
you'd told me everything.
I stopped using.
I didn't think it mattered.
It does matter.
Where are you getting the drugs?
From Thane.
- So, you're protecting him?
- No. Look, it's not like that.
I met him a few years ago.
When I lost the catering gig,
he gave me a job.
Thane may be a dumb ass,
but he doesn't kill people.
Has it not occurred to you
that if Thane has access
to the drug supply,
he might also have access
to the person doing this?
(sighs)
I didn't think...
No, you didn't think.
What else are you hiding?
Nothing!
I didn't have anything
to do with this.
(Sean sighs)
WOMAN:
I don't understand.
We buried my brother a week ago.
Well, other people have died,
and we're worried
that there may be a connection
to what happened
to your brother.
I knew it.
The cops tried telling us
he died of a drug overdose.
But you didn't believe them?
Erik didn't do drugs.
He wouldn't.
- Why is that?
- WOMAN: Our dad used
to get high before he beat us.
You told police that you were
partying the night he died.
Yeah, but we were
just drinking wine.
That's all.
Do you remember what kind?
Not the brand or anything.
I got a bottle of red,
he got white.
(man sighs)
While you're topping off.
(woman laughs)
- Oh, did you wash your hands?
- Yes.
You know the rules.
(sighs)
GIRL:
Thank you
for the world so sweet.
Thank you for the food we eat.
Thank you
for the birds that sing.
Thank you God for everything.
Amen.
Mom?! Dad?!
(screams)
(coughing)
Ecstasy isn't exactly
an appetizer.
You know, Kimberly Sullivan
said she and her brother were
drinking wine the night he died.
It's almost empty.
Uh...
do-do you mind getting...?
Thanks.
The UnSub wants
to increase his body count.
He doesn't care who he hurts.
MAN (on TV): A startling
development tonight in Manhattan
where two parents died
of an apparent drug overdose
in front of their daughter.
Bernard and Catherine Hatchitt
bled out at the dinner table
in what is being categorized
as a deadly reaction
to Ecstasy and methamphetamine.
Federal investigators arrived
on the scene
where it was discovered
the lethal substance was inside
the wine
the couple was drinking.
Their daughter has been moved
into protective custody,
pending the outcome
of the investigation.
The next of kin...
I hope you saved me for dessert.
Morgan isn't here, Baby Girl.
Oh, I knew that.
- That was for you.
- JJ: Uh-huh.
Tell us you've found something.
How about a sequel to
The Grapes of Wrath? I tracked
the wine bottles
both Erik Sullivan
and the Hatchitt family
were drinking, and look out,
'cause those bottles were
in cases
shipped to The Edinburgh.
Why would someone
from the bar drug the wine?
Maybe it occurred
at the bottling plant.
There's no way to track where
a specific case is going to
until after
it's been off-loaded.
Yeah, and it doesn't explain
the rave victims.
It would if we're dealing
with two UnSubs.
One who alters the drug,
another who doses the wine.
But if someone at the club is
spiking the wine,
how is it ending up in the hands
of two Manhattan parents
and one underage boy in Harlem?
JJ:
Garcia, did any
of the wine victims
make transactions
at The Edinburgh?
(sighs) Nothing that's obvious.
I'll keep checking.
Beep, beep.
Okay, so we have
five overdose victims
we can connect directly
to The Edinburgh,
a club that condones drug use.
(sighs)
The answer is there.
(knocks on wall)
Let me call you back?
- Thanks.
- (phone beeps off)
I heard about those parents.
I-I want to help.
What do you know?
We think somebody
at The Edinburgh is dosing
bottles of wine
with tampered Ecstasy.
W-Why? To murder someone?
Well, if they know the drugs
have been tampered with, yes.
If not, they could be
using it as a date-rape drug.
Does that sound like
something Thane would do?
Yeah, I've seen him do it.
But he freaked out when he saw
what happened to Anna.
He definitely didn't know.
Who do you think it could be?
HOTCH: Someone farther
up the supply chain?
Thane might know who it is.
I could help you find out.
- How's that?
- Uh...
I know the guy. I can ask him
where he gets his drugs.
And that might tip off
the real UnSub.
Well, couldn't you put
a wire on me?
I-I can do it
without making him suspicious.
HOTCH:
No, Sean.
You have no training.
I'm not gonna do that.
And if Thane knows more
than we think he does,
- it's too risky.
- I'm telling you I can do this.
Just give me the chance.
Once you've told Thane
that the police have questioned
you, you'll have his attention.
Ask him what you're supposed
to say to them
if they want to talk
to you again.
We need some idea of how
the operation's organized.
He's not just gonna
give that up.
Well, if you create the right
circumstances, he might.
HOTCH: The Edinburgh's got
a lot of attention right now
because of the deaths, and
that's not good for business.
You need to make the situation
sound as bad as possible.
Yeah, but won't he panic?
Well, without
jeopardizing your safety,
that's exactly
what we want him to do.
Even with the spotlight
of the investigation,
the club still needs
to make money.
And that means continuing
to sell the drugs.
SEAN:
Thane's already on edge.
Well, somebody's probably
pressuring him to make all this
go away, which is why
he'll be desperate
to know what you said
to the police.
Thane needs somebody
on his side right now,
and the more
that you can assure him
that you're a team player,
the more
he's gonna confide in you.
How do you feel?
Fine. I'm ready.
HOTCH:
All right, good.
Let's do it.
You're late, Hotchner.
Sorry. (sighs)
Sorry, I got held up
by the cops.
You what?
They called, they wanted
to ask a few more questions.
Oh, they did, did they?
And what did you tell them,
Sean?
Uh, I told them exactly
how it happened, Jim.
That girl started screaming
about being too hot.
Thane and I got her some water,
got her outside
to cool off, and she collapsed.
You're a good man, Sean.
You understand,
we just don't want them
shutting the place down.
Club like this one,
closed a few days,
we're finished for good.
Look, fellas, I like my job.
I'm not about to do anything
to jeopardize that.
Why did they call you in
and not me?
I guess 'cause
I'm the bartender. I don't know.
They were... talking about
some bad wine or something.
Tell you, it's a...
it's a good thing I got sober.
I had no idea
wine could do that to a person.
I just wish I'd known that Linda
had started drinking again.
You know, maybe I...
could have done something
to help before it was too late.
That couldn't have been easy
for him.
They connected
that girl to Linda?
Maybe you should dump that wine,
just to be safe.
- Yeah. Hey, Sean?
- Yeah?
Come with me, give me a hand.
He know anything?
I'm not sure.
(grunts)
(bottles clinking)
(Thane sighs)
Yeah. Start with these.
You don't want to dump
the whole case?
Uh... uh, no.
Just-just those two.
Something wrong?
Yeah, I, uh...
I-I could have sworn
there was another case
of that stuff.
I don't think so.
THANE:
No, I-I'm sure of it.
Um... you-you-you didn't notice
anything missing
last time you did inventory?
No. Everything's here.
No, I... I'm-I'm sure of it,
there was... another case
of the Whiteland Chard.
I don't know what to tell you,
Thane, but if it's gone,
it's a good thing, right?
We'd just have to dump it.
No. No, it's not a good thing.
I need that wine.
No, it's... it's not here.
It's not here!
What did you do, Thane?
I spiked the wine, you idiot.
Three of the bottles were in
that other case.
Oh, God.
Oh, God, Jim's gonna kill me.
Why the hell would you do that?
For a laugh. I thought it was X.
Girls love that crap.
Yeah, but it wasn't X, was it?
No, I guess not.
He's going off plan, Hotch.
Get ready to move in.
- What was in the wine, Thane?
- I don't know.
Well, where did you get it?
What does it matter?
Linda's dead because of you.
You son-of-a-bitch,
she was sober,
and you drugged her.
Yeah, not as sober as you think.
Look, I wouldn't if I was you.
You had that Anna girl's blood
all over you.
You don't let it go,
I'm gonna tell them it was you.
(grunting)
(grunting, glass clinking)
What's this?
You bastard.
- (door slams open)
- HOTCH: Drop it!
FBI. Drop it.
(Thane sighs)
MORGAN:
Keep your hands where
I can see them.
(Thane scoffs)
- Let's go now.
- Aah.
You all right?
I'll wait for you outside.
Caught her trying to get out
through a grate in the office.
Was Peters with her?
We're not sure.
JJ and Alex are searching
the perimeter.
(phone pinging)
(phone beeps on)
(horn honks)
(car alarm chirps off)
(distant car engine starting)
(tires squealing)
MORGAN:
Thanks.
(garbled radio transmission,
camera shutters clicking)
Crash didn't kill him.
Someone poured PMMA
down his nose and throat.
REID:
Drug aside, this is
a completely different M.O.
He's no longer content
to sit back and watch. Why?
The overkill seems personal.
Whoever did this had a definite
grudge against Peters.
(garbled radio transmission,
siren blaring)
Garcia's running background
and financial records on Sean.
Hotch, you don't think
you're overreacting?
He left The Edinburgh for
a reason. We need to know why.
You can't actually think
that he did this.
I don't, but I can't
eliminate the possibility
until I know what he's hiding.
Maybe we should look
at this another way.
We know Thane
was responsible
for dosing the wine.
That was his own plan,
not the UnSub's.
So how would a sociopath
seeking recognition
for his achievements
handle someone
interfering with his work?
He'd put a stop to it.
Any way he could.
(camera shutter clicks)
That was after the Hatchitt
parents were killed.
As innocent victims,
they were the deviation.
So, we were wrong.
The UnSub does care who dies.
Instead of targeting Thane,
the UnSub went after Peters.
He held him responsible.
MORGAN:
He may hold Peters responsible
for more than Thane's actions.
I'm gonna have Garcia dig
into his life.
In the meantime, we'll use that
to find out what we can.
ROSSI:
Well, Thane,
it looks like we have a problem.
Yeah? What's that, then?
Well, someone's pretty upset
your club's
been dosing innocent women.
Okay, that was Thane's deal.
He'd been dosing X for years.
But recently, it went wrong.
I had nothing to do with that.
You knew it was going on.
That makes you an accessory.
Look, I think
I'd like my phone call now.
You could do that, sure.
Or we could play a little game
called "let's make a deal."
I don't want to make any deals
without my lawyer.
Yeah, this one you do.
See, this...
is what somebody did
to your boss.
You see, Thane,
whoever it is that's out there--
he managed to get to Jim Peters
outside of his apartment.
JJ:
The person who did that
isn't very happy right now.
And he is waiting--
just waiting--
to get his hands on someone else
connected
to your club's operation.
And you know what
we're gonna do?
We're gonna let you go.
You're what?
ROSSI:
What makes you think
that if he was able
to get to the big boss,
he'd have any trouble
getting his hands on you?
BLAKE:
So, like I said,
we're gonna let you walk
right out of here...
All right. I'll tell you
what you want to know.
Just...
You have to protect me.
Still no word from Sean?
We'll find him, Aaron.
How does a guy who has
everything going for him
make one self-destructive choice
after another?
And then, when it seem like
he's gonna get his act together,
it all falls apart again.
Were you two ever close?
He was in first grade
when I was sent off
to boarding school.
I was the screw-up
making bad choices.
But at a certain point,
I realized
I could either continue
to do that,
or I could get my act together.
But this doesn't seem
to occur to Sean.
I know he didn't show up
for Haley's funeral.
Right.
And at that point, I...
decided I couldn't make him
a priority anymore.
I was done.
- (computer trills)
- Hello, my pretties.
I have seen the wizard,
and he granted my wish.
Erik Sullivan
and Catherine Hatchitt both
withdrew money from the same ATM
on the day that they died.
That ATM is located in a bodega
two blocks from the Edinburgh.
What you want to bet that's
where they bought their wine?
Good work, Garcia.
- We'll send Morgan and Reid.
- Yup.
- HOTCH: What did you find?
- Well, they didn't know names,
but thanks to Thane and Liz,
we now have a map
of the distribution chain.
BLAKE: The Ecstasy was flown
from Canada
into Franklin, a private airport
outside the city.
Then a courier transports
the drug supply
to five drop-off points where
the dealers pick up the product
and then sell it
to their clients.
And the clients include
local clubs
and underground party venues.
How many of those clubs are
connected to Peters?
Two, but only the Edinburgh
received the tainted X.
All right, let's find out
everything we can
about the other club.
How do you expect
to stay in business
if you open 20 minutes late
every day?
I got a hangover.
What is it to you?
We'd like to talk to you
about your inventory.
REID:
We pulled your shipping orders,
Mr. Beaird. It appears
you're selling more product
than you're taking in.
Don't you guys
have anything better to do
than to harass
an old shopkeeper?
Yes, actually, we do,
so can we not waste any time?
Where do you get
your extra goods?
Private donations.
Do those donors
include employees
of local establishments?
Look, sometimes
a guy nicks a bottle
or the supplies from his place
of employment
and brings it to me.
If I can sell it,
I'll take it off his hands
at a bargain price.
- Does that include cases
of wine? -Yeah.
I bought one a couple
of weeks ago. Funny thing.
The guy came back yesterday
and paid the full price
for what was left.
Strange fellow.
Guys, I have found something
stranger
than a time-traveling
police box.
What's that?
I ran financial records
for all the people who work
at the Franklin Airport.
There is a baggage handler named
Mike Spires who's been making
ridiculously large cash deposits
to his checking account
on a weekly basis.
Here's what's weird.
He's been dead
for the last four weeks.
So how is he still making
deposits?
Right?
(phone rings)
Hotchner.
- Aaron.
- Sean, you need to come in.
We think you may be in danger
from the UnSub.
- He's targeting Edinburgh
employees. -SEAN: Yeah.
I heard about Jim Peters.
Look, I didn't kill him.
I know that.
I also know why you ran.
Of course you do.
HOTCH:
Just come in
so that we can protect you.
It's time to stop running.
Solve the case, and I'll stop.
If Spires has been dead
for a month,
- he can't be our guy.
- Why would the dealers
- keep paying him? -They don't
know that their courier died.
- Someone must have taken
his place. -JJ: The UnSub.
He killed Spires so he could get
his hands on the drug supply.
Who else knew he was a courier?
Another baggage handler?
Sure, they must be
on the take, too.
Paid to look the other way.
Garcia, do any
of the baggage handlers
show a history
of drug abuse?
A few minor infractions,
but nothing that sticks out.
All right, widen the search.
Have any airport employees
had a drug death
in the family recently?
Mm...
Yeah.
The daughter
of Larry Feretich--Megan.
She died two months ago
of a suspected Ecstasy overdose.
- There's your trigger.
- Where'd she die?
Uh, the Obsidian.
It's the other club
owned by Jim Peters.
He's smart. He avoided dosing
the Obsidian supply
so we couldn't connect
the murders to him.
Garcia, where's Feretich now?
(computer trills)
At the airport.
All right,
notify Morgan and Reid.
Yeah.
(jet passes overhead)
Larry Feretich?
FBI.
(sighs)
(grunting)
Larry Feretich, you're under
arrest for the murder...
He killed my daughter!
He killed Megan!
No, he didn't.
A drug killed your daughter.
No, it was Jim Peters!
I said so,
but no one would listen!
Thank you.
That was
the Canadian drug agency.
They closed down operations
at their airport.
That's a relief.
Now Sean can come out of hiding.
He's exonerated.
That's something.
(sighs) Well, I don't know
about you all,
but I am exhausted.
I'm gonna head back
to the hotel and take a bath.
BLAKE:
Um, I could drive you.
I'm heading that way.
Thank you, Alex.
So I'll see everyone
on the jet tomorrow.
Could you be any more obvious?
I think I preferred you
before you were a profiler.
Oh, really?
(chuckles)
(Beth laughs, knocking)
Here, buddy.
BETH (chuckling):
You give up that.
Hey.
- Hey.
- Come on in.
Jack, you remember Uncle Sean?
Hey, Jack,
it's been a long time.
Hi.
And this is Beth.
It's great to finally meet you.
Yeah, well, it's not like
we live in the same city
or anything.
(chuckles)
Uh, Jack, how about we can look
at all that cool stuff
you got at the museum
today, huh?
- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.
Say good-bye
to Uncle Sean, Jack.
Bye.
Bye. I'll see you soon, huh?
So how did you know
I took the wine?
I know what you sound like
when you tell a lie.
You said something to Thane
about the wine,
and I could hear you
calming yourself down.
My brother the profiler.
It has more to do
with being your brother
than being a profiler.
What'd you get for the wine?
A hundred bucks.
I needed it for rent.
Sean, you and I need
to do better.
Yeah, I want to, Aaron.
Look, I know what I have to do.
You know any good lawyers?
I've made a couple calls.
There are two officers
waiting downstairs.
Yeah, I know.
I saw 'em on my way up.
I'll walk you down.
(indistinct radio transmission)
(indistinct radio transmission,
horns honking)
HOTCH: "Cruel is the strife
of brothers."
Aristotle.
(camera shutter clicking)
(rapid clicking
of keyboard keys)
(alarm beeping)
That's not right. Why is that?
What?
(rapid trilling)
What? What?!
What? Why? (gasps)
That's what...
That's what the Replicator...
That's what the Replicator said.
Why is he...?
How did he get in my...?
How...? No!
How did he get in...?
How did he get in...? Hey!
(trilling)
(horn honking)
Ooh.
(indistinct,
overlapping chatter)
(women laughing)
Wait!
(indistinct chatter)
Kids, wait for me!
(distorted chatter and sound)
- (indistinct chatter) -WOMAN:
Yeah, where's my little purse?
You really think
your team's going to save you?
I know they will.
Did you get everything
you wanted?
- What?
- In life?
Did you?
Does anyone?
We should. (laughs)
That's the point.
Drinking got in your way.
Your husband couldn't help.
Though God knows, he tried.
You know my husband?
And your poor children...
always played second fiddle
to your ambition.
I can't see.
Oh, thank God.
David, he was here.
You have to find him.
I will. I promise.
Thank you.
All the love in the world
won't save you.
What?
We're not finished yet.
(breathing heavily)
(phone rings,
Strauss pants)
(Strauss gasps)
- REPLICATOR: Hmm.
- (phone beeps off)
(Strauss sighs,
Replicator groans)
JJ: The Replicator's here
in New York.
He took pictures of us,
and he hacked
into Garcia's system.
I know. I will.
I love you, too. Bye.
(phone beeps)
Hey, Garcia.
Are you guys okay?!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got Derek with me.
We're meeting everyone
at the hotel.
- I don't know how he got in.
- Tech is gonna
shut down the system
before the Replicator can.
GARCIA:
I am so sorry! I check
everything,
I upgrade constantly!
It's not your fault, Penelope.
He's just that good.
And he wanted us to know
that he's here haunting us.
Hold on. You've got
an external override.
And the only way to get in is
with a preauthorized hard line.
And it didn't get in
via Quantico.
Oh, my God.
What?
He was in my house.
(engine revving)
(phone ringing through)
Strauss isn't answering.
Keep trying.
Reid, any word from Blake?
- Not yet.
- ROSSI: The pictures of you
were taken outside
of Beth's apartment.
I get it if you want to stay
with them until we find him.
I've got agents surrounding
Beth's building.
She and Jack are safer without
me since we're the targets.
REID:
Blake, we'll pick you up
in a few minutes.
The Replicator's back.
You've reached Erin Strauss.
Please leave me
a detailed message.
- (beep)
- Hey, it's me again.
I got your text,
but I guess you fell asleep.
(beep)
(horns honking outside window)
Hotch, something's wrong.
The window's open.
She'd never sleep like that.
Did something happen
to make her drink again?
No! She was working real hard!
This represents a year sober.
She hasn't let go of it
since she got it.
She's even a sponsor now.
The Replicator has her!
I'll check the roof.
HOTCH: I'll have Morgan
meet you up there.
Strauss is missing.
Blake, you and Reid talk
to hotel security.
We need access points
and footage from every camera.
Morgan, back up Dave
on the roof.
JJ, take the west staircase.
I'll take the east.
(phone rings, beep)
- Erin!
- REPLICATOR: Not quite.
Does it ever get confusing--
that whole Erin-Aaron thing?
Where is she?
REPLICATOR:
Closer than you think.
But she's not doing well.
She looks a bit pale.
(distant siren blaring)
Remember the last time
you got a call like this?
(siren wailing)
Remember?
George Foyet, right?
You were too late.
God! Rossi,
what the hell happened?
Her room was a wreck.
She'd been drinking?
No.
Rossi, you sure?
Look, if the Replicator took
her, he's probably long gone.
But he left the window open
so we would come up here.
MORGAN: Well, then,
this is some kind of trap,
or he wants us to see something.
There she is!
(phone rings)
HOTCH:
Dave, Dave,
I've got her.
She's on a bench just a block
east of the hotel. Call EMTs.
Erin...
is he armed?
(echoing):
Is he armed?
Erin?
- I tried to find you.
- Okay.
- Help is on the way.
- Go! (coughs)
Erin, you've been drugged.
We need to get you
to a hospital.
- No, I can't.
- Erin...
It's happening so fast.
- Dave's called the paramedics.
- STRAUSS: He said,
he's gonna race you home.
Does that mean anything to you?
You have to find him.
It's so quiet.
Why is it so quiet?
Erin, did you recognize him?
He put a gun to my...
He made me drink.
- I'm sorry.
- I wish I'd let him kill me!
Did you know him?
No.
He knows my family!
- He knows... he knows
my children! -Shh, shh, shh.
- You have to protect them!
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- You have to...
- It's okay. Erin.
- You have to find him!
- Erin, we will, we will.
- You have to protect... -It's
all right. Just take a breath.
- (Strauss cries)
- Shh.
I love my children!
Please tell them that.
They know, they know.
Once, you said
I love my son the most.
That's not true.
I'm sorry. I was wrong.
Aaron, I can't see you.
I'm right here.
I don't want to die alone.
I'm right here. It's okay.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
It's okay.
(distant siren blaring)
ROSSI:
"Affliction comes to us,
"not to make us sad, but sober.
Not to make us sorry,
but wise."
H.G. Wells.
We've got an APB,
but the description
of the Replicator's too general.
REID: He wiped out all the hotel
security cameras.
ATM and traffic cameras
were compromised, also,
which means he hacked into
at least two dozen systems.
MORGAN: Well, he got
into Garcia's place,
which means he can get in
anywhere. This guy's bragging.
REID: He also wants us to know
he can take massive risks
and still get away with it.
It's probably
- why he took Strauss into
a crowd of people. -JJ: That and
- to humiliate her publicly.
- BLAKE: But he called
- Hotch from her phone.
- (beep)
It was important to him
that we find her alive.
The director wants this
contained and solved.
MORGAN: At least he's not
taking us off the case.
He's giving us 24 hours,
and then he will.
I'm taking her back to Bethesda.
She never liked the city, Aaron.
I'm not about to leave her.
HOTCH: Could you give us
a minute, please?
Is Jack staying here?
I think it's a good idea.
You're lucky to have Beth.
I know.
(voice breaking): Her children
want to meet me at Bethesda.
How old are they now?
Too young for this.
You all right?
She smells of booze, Aaron.
You and I know it's because
that bastard took away
her dignity.
But her children might not
believe that.
It's hard for them to trust
anything to do
with her drinking.
She struggled with it
all her life...
and she was finally beating it.
- (elevator bell dings) -He knew
about Foyet? -Who's that?
He's the man who killed my wife.
That's a classified case
that's not in any database.
Then how would he know about it?
If he had access to the file,
we're talking about someone
in the inside.
Conference room in five.
Garcia, is this everything?
Yeah, the Replicator stuff
is here.
And the-the team stuff is
there and there. How's Rossi?
- Not good.
- Is he with Strauss?
Yeah.
Okay, uh, I-I... I started
with the question you asked.
Why attack Strauss...
and on this day?
The most obvious answer is
that it's an anniversary
of some sort.
But there's nothing
historically relevant.
It could be the smallest thing.
Concentrate on New York.
If the date's that important,
the setting could be, too.
JJ:
It would be easier
to attack Strauss at home.
Is there a reason why
he waited for her to be out?
Well, considering
she's hardly ever in the field,
he sure got a lot
of photos of Strauss.
It's like
he's obsessed with her.
Maybe Strauss was always
his first target.
He attacked the top
of the BAU chain first.
All right, Reid,
you've matched up
all the murder locations
with the dates.
Now we need to know
how long it would take
to drive to each
of these locations,
assuming a home base
in the district.
He brought the fight here
- for a reason. -MORGAN: Well,
it's nearly impossible
to figure out when he arrived
and departed New York,
but we should try.
Okay, I'll collect
all the public
- and private transport stuff.
- HOTCH: Garcia, I need Kevin
to go through every single pixel
of these photographs.
This UnSub gets off
on taunting us.
He's given us answers here.
We just haven't found them yet.
Are you all right?
Yeah.
She was a good woman.
I know. I'm sorry.
Were those her children
out there?
Her... ex is on the way.
You know the family well.
Feels like I do.
Through her.
(gasps)
So, um...
when will we get
the tox results?
We have them.
It's what you expected.
Meth and Ecstasy combo,
though it didn't cause
the internal boiling
like with the New York victims.
A lower dose,
or did he alter it?
We won't know until
we get the exact breakdown.
I'll let you know
the second I hear.
So, what do you make
of the markings on her wrist?
Torture, right?
It was done antemortem.
What?
The carving I showed you.
Right.
Sorry, can you show me
that again?
You have a figure eight?
ROSSI:
That's what it looks like.
I just sent you all a picture.
Maybe it's an infinity symbol.
Well, if it's infinity,
he could be
boasting he'll go on forever?
Or if it's an eight,
Strauss was his eighth victim.
And the unofficial eighth member
of our team.
If this is a taunt from him,
it's too random.
Well, he's only sent
one message,
and seems
to be real proud of it.
Zugzwang.
JJ: Then what does this mean?
Rossi, uh, the cut looks jagged.
Any idea what caused
the serration?
ROSSI:
Best guess is a piece of glass.
Maybe he used empty bottles
from the minibar?
Those were all plastic.
The M.E. is checking
for splinters now.
HOTCH: All right,
let us know what you find out.
Anything
from the photographs yet?
Well, we blew up a few more,
and, uh, this one seems
- to stand out.
- JJ: When were you in a tuxedo?
It's the British Embassy event.
Security clearance is high.
GARCIA:
Security was insane there.
That kind of accessibility,
plus knowing about Foyet,
the fact that he was able to get
through all of my security
clearances alone.
You guys are right.
You have to trust your gut.
The Replicator has got
to be on the inside.
The director needs to know the
status of the system failure.
It could be another few hours.
- He's not happy about it.
- Yeah, well, who is?
(sighs)
If the Replicator's an insider,
is there any way
Strauss knew him?
She said
she didn't recognize him.
REID: To her defense,
she was disoriented
- by the drug overdose.
- No.
- She was adamant about it.
- MORGAN: Well, even
if Strauss didn't know him, it
doesn't mean he didn't know her.
Within the Bureau,
she is the face of the BAU.
JJ:
And clearly
- a target from the beginning,
but why? -REID: Yeah, more
importantly,
what was he replicating?
- BLAKE: The drug overdose.
- REID: I-I mean with the eight.
It hasn't been part
of any other case,
and he's not one
to makes mistakes.
He thought
he was replicating a crime.
The director made us walk away
from the case a few months ago.
Strauss said
that she wouldn't let it go.
What if she hadn't?
You think she started
her own investigation?
Well, if she thought
it was an insider,
she might have done something
to trap him.
Why wouldn't she have told you
about that back in New York?
Maybe she didn't have proof.
But her determination,
plus the fact that he doesn't
make mistakes makes me think
that the eight was part
of her plan to catch him.
Do we have her laptop?
(computer chirping)
All the hacking in the world
isn't gonna help
if they shut us down.
He-he can't win, not like this.
This is Strauss' laptop.
I need to access who was on
the distribution list
for my case reports.
- You don't know who reads your
reports? -I know she sent them
to the Head of the Criminal
Division and the Director, but
I don't know
who else is on the list.
The last case she sent in
was the case in Detroit.
The cutter.
She amended the report and said
that the UnSub cut a figure
eight into his victim's wrists.
- But he didn't do that.
- No, he didn't.
So, she duped him, which means
that one of the people
reading these reports has got
to be the Replicator.
Doesn't show who else saw this.
(keyboard keys clicking rapidly)
Two other people read
the report.
Who?
You're gonna need a tie.
MAN: Agent Hotchner,
I have a very full day.
HOTCH:
Yes, sir. We all do.
Senator, can I suggest
that we move this
into your office?
There's nothing you can tell me
that these walls
have not heard before.
How long has
the Department of Justice
- been watching the BAU?
- That's no secret.
We made it clear to your
director and your section chief
that we're watching
your team closely
ever since that ordeal
with Agent...
- Prentiss.
- Yes.
She's running
an office in London.
- That's a good place for her.
- You receive my
- case files from the director.
- Well, Agent, that's classified.
Sir, it's not a question.
I know you're on the list.
I need to know
who else has access to them.
I'm not answering that
until I get some insight
as to what this is all about.
There's a man that's been
replicating many of the crimes
that we've solved
in the last year.
Erin Strauss told us
all about it.
He killed her last night, sir.
In New York, she was murdered.
What? Why haven't I been told
about this?
The director's keeping
this contained.
We believe that this UnSub
is targeting the rest of us,
and we've determined that he is
someone within the highest
levels of the justice system.
And he's been reading
the details of my reports.
I need the names, sir.
BLAKE:
At least this narrows it down.
Finding someone
on the inside should be easier.
REID:
Not necessarily.
If our UnSub was trained
by law enforcement,
he'd know how
to fit in perfectly.
MORGAN:
Well, there's meaning
and purpose
to everything he does.
Why did he chose to replicate
the Silencer case?
Well, that UnSub went dormant
for years
'cause he was locked up.
Is that a clue
about the Replicator?
MORGAN:
Or it speaks to his patience.
What about his M.O.?
He sewed mouths shut.
Symbolizes keeping secrets.
There could be something
in that.
He's targeting everyone,
so, how does that particular
case factor into all of us?
It's the first one Garcia
and I worked on with Blake.
JJ:
Yeah, but the rest of us
worked on the Seattle case
before that.
Right. The UnSub who used
his kid to bait the victims.
We need to see
if he replicated that one.
The system is still down,
thanks to yours truly,
which I'm horrified about.
I'm trying to get the deets
on the Seattle case
this way, now, literally.
You and I were in London
when the other guys spent time
in Seattle.
I'm on the phone right now
with Jenny
from ViCap
to see if that particular
M.O. has ever been duplicated.
- (beep)
- Yeah, I'm still here.
Uh, it would be, uh, Seattle,
early September.
Right. No, not e-mail.
Uh, can you fax it?
Fax, yeah.
- Thank you. Thank you.
- I'll take that as a yes?
Before he copied the Silencer
case, he was in Seattle
weeks after they solved
the sadist.
Go check your fax machine.
She just sent you
- that replicated case.
- Thanks, Baby Girl.
Yeah, yeah, okay.
I did something right.
(whirring)
(door hits wall)
I need everybody
in the conference room.
A dozen federal employees
have read our case files
over the last two years.
They all went through
the highest levels
of security. Each of those names
needs to be checked
against Reid's list.
We should get them all
in here and start
the interrogations.
If he knows we're looking
his way, he might retreat.
We should also check
the support staffs
of all those employees.
Each one has two assistants,
so we're already up
to 36 people.
REID:
We should start with agents
who work a four-day,
40-hour week,
given the fact that most
of the murders happened
over a long weekend, which means
if the UnSub traveled by car,
no one at work
would have missed him.
Well, he probably wouldn't fly.
It would leave a paper trail.
- What's this?
- The Replicator's
first case was the same as mine.
Remember the sadist
who made Ridgway look tame?
In Seattle.
So it wasn't the Silencer.
Do you think it's a coincidence
he started all of this
when I joined the team?
I don't know.
Dave's back?
Excuse me.
MORGAN:
He's only been back
a few minutes.
Looks like
it's hitting him pretty hard.
- Well, they were together for
the last year. -(phone ringing)
It's the director.
I'll be right back.
Yes, sir,
this is Agent Hotchner.
Hey, Rossi.
You all right?
You don't look so good.
Get out.
Look, I know this has got
to be tough for you...
- (gun chamber clicks)
- Hey.
Rossi, what the hell
are you doing?
MORGAN:
Rossi, put the gun down.
Rossi!
What's going on?
Morgan's DNA
was on the glass
that cut her wrist.
Strauss?
- You did that.
- No, I didn't.
Dave, someone on the inside
is doing this.
You're looking at him.
HOTCH:
Derek did not hurt Erin.
You have to trust me on this.
Trust you?
I'll bet you told Erin
the same thing.
Look what that got her.
Dave, you've been drugged.
I was too late, Erin.
I'm so sorry.
HOTCH:
He wants us against each other.
If you pull that trigger,
he wins.
She's not there.
Give me the gun.
I'm gonna call the paramedics.
HOTCH:
Now, sit down.
- It's all right.
- (Rossi breathes loudly)
(hissing)
(garbled radio transmission)
They've given him a sedative,
and they're gonna take him
to the infirmary.
- He's going to be okay.
- How did it get into his system?
The report must have been dusted
with whatever
he used on Strauss.
Luckily, the transdermal
absorption rate was lower
than her ingestion of it,
so it wasn't fatal for Rossi.
Then this was a warning.
If he wanted to kill Rossi,
he had every chance to do it.
If this is his endgame, why is
he wasting time with warnings?
Ah, he's toying with us,
and we're playing into him.
He's turned Rossi
against Morgan.
Even if it was temporary, he
wanted to show it could be done.
But why?
Strauss was dosed
with a chemical cousin
of Dr. Death.
He altered it
so her torture would be longer.
JJ:
A biochemist,
computer hacker
and federal agent.
Who the hell is this guy?
GARCIA: Only half the cameras
are working,
because the system is still
rebooting itself,
so the security guards
have to go old-school.
That means everyone has to sign
in, you can't take your ID
and run it through...
Well, you know
what "old school" means.
So, uh, if you have a badge,
you don't get harassed.
The man who signed in
to see Rossi,
went up to the sixth floor,
held the door open
for Kevin and Anderson...
Can't believe
he was right there.
...walked through our BAU
and into Rossi's office,
signed in as "Adam Worth."
Adam Worth?
Isn't that the same alias he
used when Maeve went missing?
REID: Yeah, which means
it's not just a taunt.
It speaks directly
to his psychology.
Adam Worth was a famous criminal
from the late 1800s,
commonly referred to
as "The Napoleon of Crime."
This UnSub obviously sees
himself in the same light.
So this guy's a malignant
narcissist who wants to be known
as the worst enemy
we've ever had.
BLAKE:
And look.
He's careful to hide his face
from the cameras.
'Cause he knows
exactly where they are.
(liquid gurgling)
The Replicator's
directly taunted everyone
on this team except for me.
You may be part of his endgame.
Then so was Strauss.
He chose to use drugs
as his final replication.
- That's no accident.
- Is that a connection to you?
Strauss and I had issues
during the Amerithrax case.
It started in New York
with poison.
REID:
And it was
delivered by envelopes.
Why would anyone on the inside
hold resentment over that case?
Because that person suffered
a professional setback,
just like Blake,
but was patient
and psychotic enough
to get revenge.
I am all over the DOJ names,
including support staff.
I have Kevin
pulling files and photos.
System is down,
so it's hard to track entire
career paths, but there were
two agents in New York in 2001.
Scratch that.
Lehman died in October.
That leaves... Curtis.
Wait a second.
John Curtis?
You know him?
I haven't seen him
in a long time.
He was a nice guy.
We were First Office Agents
together, but I thought
he left the Bureau
after the Amerithrax case.
Could it be him?
Does he fit the profile?
He was quiet and a loner,
but brilliant.
He specialized
in a lot of fields,
but his passion
was biochemistry.
GARCIA: He inherited a family
compound in rural Virginia.
Coordinates are on your phones.
What else do you have on Curtis?
GARCIA:
Just like you thought,
John Curtis was demoted in the
FBI after the Amerithrax case.
He was slated to take over the
coveted New York field office,
but then was shipped to the
not-coveted Kansas City one.
He worked there for many years,
quietly, before he was able
to weasel his way back
into the nation's capital.
On paper, he is a rock star.
He immediately transferred
to the Department of Justice,
the intelligence oversight
section.
He's a genius
on multiple levels.
HOTCH:
What's his background?
Only child,
parents died when he was 18,
never married. Total loner,
just like Blake said.
Then all he's ever had
to care about is his work.
And when he lost that,
he snapped.
HRT will divide us up
when we land.
As you can see
from the Geo Ref'd,
he's got plenty of privacy.
Five and a half acres, three
structures, house included.
(static)
Garcia?
I see it, too, sir.
It must be some sort
of system override.
(whirring)
(alarm beeping)
GARCIA:
What's happening?
- COMPUTER: FADEC failure.
- Autopilot's seized.
- Oh, God.
- COMPUTER: FADEC failure.
(garbled radio transmission)
I got it back.
(click)
GARCIA:
Are you okay?
We've stabilized.
(sighs)
(loud, droning whirring)
(alarm beeping)
Brace for impact.
Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!
Mayday, Mayday, May...
I can't get through
to any of them.
We have agents
in those choppers.
It was only one.
The first is circling back now.
Are they okay?
Uh, copy.
Okay, as a precaution, they...
they separated to land
on opposite sides of the
property, and the controls were
taken over by a remote override,
which can only
happen within
a five-mile radius.
He knew they were coming.
And how they were getting there.
(helicopter blades whirring,
garbled radio transmission)
(garbled radio transmission)
Are you guys all right?
Yeah.
Where's Blake?
(Hotch clears his throat)
What the hell is this?
What is this?
(tires screech)
(truck door closes)
(squeaking)
(Curtis grunts)
(keyboard keys clacking rapidly)
(computer chirps)
(beeping, loud whirring)
- (Garcia sighs)
- We're back in business.
Thank you.
(door opens)
Sir.
- Where is everybody?
- Right this second?
In a field.
JJ:
If he wanted to kill all of us,
he could have.
He's playing God,
just like he's done all year.
He hard-landed us,
knocked us out
with whatever was
in that canister
so he could take Blake.
He'd had plenty of chances
to take her before tonight.
He wants it to be a spectacle.
(chains rattling)
(coughing)
No.
(hissing)
What do you want?
You're the profiler.
You tell me.
You don't want to know.
Reverse psychology.
I'm not gonna beg
for your analysis.
You don't have to beg.
I already know how desperate
you are for it.
(shoe scraping on floor)
I don't remember
you being so skittish.
What, you never seen me
in chains before?
I've seen you with your hands
tied, so to speak.
Erin Strauss and the bureau
discarded us.
We were the forgotten ones.
They forgot you.
I did all right.
But they'll remember me now.
You know, I admired you
back then.
Leading the charge on the day
it all changed.
The day Erin Strauss ruined us.
I sat next to you.
Borrowed your pen
to sign my transfer.
They put me in Kansas.
Me!
You know what
I've been wondering?
Why did Strauss change her mind
about you?
I kept my head down,
and I worked hard.
We all did.
But you got my chance.
MAN:
Move! Move!
HOTCH:
We're ready to breach the house.
Which way did he go?
- I don't know.
- HOTCH: Morgan, you
and JJ find him.
We got this.
(Blake sighs)
He said he used eight locks
because there used
to be eight of us.
HOTCH:
That's all he said?
- About that, yes.
- REID: There's only
six keys. That means
two keys will be used twice.
Each key is a letter, likely
corresponds to a number on
the lock. Seven. Seventh letter
in the alphabet. That's G.
What are the other letters?
Um, "Z, U, W..."
- Zugzwang.
- (Blake sighs)
It's too easy.
(mechanical trilling)
(trilling)
Morgan?
(helicopter whirring,
distant shouting)
He's got the place lined
with C4.
We've only got three minutes.
It seems too easy.
Zugzwang also means a dilemma
in chess where the best move is
not to move at all.
Wait! Don't get up!
It's a pressure sensor.
(door rumbles shut)
(Morgan pounds on door)
(helicopter whirring,
garbled radio transmission)
(phone beeps)
(trilling)
(distant, indistinct chatter)
- WOMAN: Set that up.
- MAN: Okay.
- (trilling)
- They've got to hurry. -Sir,
I can't block
the signal for long.
(gun cocks)
Drop the gun.
You'd really die for them?
That's the oath we all took
to protect our country
from people like you,
no matter what.
You never appreciated me,
none of you.
I gave you my life,
and you rejected me.
You can tell me your sob story
while walking.
(trilling)
(rhythmic beeping)
(metallic clank,
door rumbling)
HOTCH: Everybody get back!
There's C-4 in the basement.
- (overlapping shouting)
- MAN: Move back!
- HOTCH: Everybody back!
- (overlapping shouting)
Wait. Where's Rossi?
He was right behind me.
- Dave! -MORGAN: He just let us
out. Why would he go back in?
MAN:
Move! Move! Move!
(rhythmic beeping)
We'll go out as heroes.
ROSSI:
I'm not so sure about that.
(sighs)
Zugzwang.
(door rumbles shut)
(metallic creaking,
glass clinking)
(garbled radio transmission,
indistinct chatter)
(debris crashing)
♪ Ashes falling like snow ♪
♪ As the wind blows their last
breaths upon the breeze ♪
♪ Ashes falling like snow ♪
♪ All the people
you'll never know ♪
♪ That you brought
to their knees ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh ♪
♪ Won't you meet me
in the morning? ♪
♪ Ooh... ooh-ooh ♪
♪ You left without any warning ♪
♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ah-ah ♪
♪ I don't know where
to put you now... ♪
MORGAN:
It had to be a perfect round.
And sure enough, coming right
back at me was the target.
And it was blasted
right through the chest.
The goggles come off...
and it's Strauss.
(Morgan laughs,
Rossi laughs quietly)
And I was, like, "What?"
I mean, I would have never
believed it
if I hadn't seen
it with my own eyes.
But that woman...
she was one hell of a shot.
GARCIA: Um, do you guys
remember
that one time
that she called me,
but I thought
that it was somebody else?
- (laughter)
- MORGAN: Oh, no.
- That... that was funny.
- Oh.
Maybe to you.
I was mortified.
What did you say?
I said, "Talk dirty to me."
- Yes, she did.
- I did.
- MORGAN: That's my girl.
- GARCIA: I...
- (laughter)
- Are you kidding?
- Hey, that was my line.
- (laughter)
(indistinct,
overlapping chatter)
HOTCH:
Whatever are you doing here?
(all laugh)
♪ Come back,
won't you come back? ♪
♪ Won't you come back to me? ♪
♪ Come back ♪
Whoa.
♪ Won't you come back to me? ♪
♪ Ashes that once were bone ♪
♪ Where do we go from here? ♪
Last year, right here,
we had a...
very different celebration...
of life, of love...
and good people.
This year, it's the, um...
other side of that.
Because, well...
that's what families do.
It's been a hard year.
But tonight...
we celebrate a life
well-lived...
well-loved.
To a good woman.
An even better mother.
To our friend...
...who I will miss very much.
HOTCH:
Richard Bach wrote,
"The bond that links
your true family
"is not one of blood,
but of respect.
Enjoy in each other's life."
♪ Where did you go, oh-oh... ♪