CSI: Crime Scene Investigation (2000–2015): Season 15, Episode 6 - The Twin Paradox - full transcript

Previously on CSI...
Jared Briscoe,

the Gig Harbor Killer.

Murdered seven women.

He took the bodies,

left processed crime scenes for us to find.

We're investigating the
disappearance of my partner,

Keri Torres.

I have been enlisted to defend

a man who has been wrongfully imprisoned.

- Says who?
- Says me.

Who knew that psychopath
Briscoe had a twin?



You think the brothers
were working together.

I think they still are.

If Briscoe and his brother

really are the ones

behind these murders, catch 'em.

This is Russell.

I just found the Gig Harbor Killer.

Congratulations.

CSI Finlay,

I'm gonna need you
to surrender your firearm.

Let the record reflect that CSI
Julie Finlay's service weapon

was received with seven
live rounds in the magazine.

One live round in the chamber.

It was a good shoot.



Jared Briscoe was about to kill
Lab Director Russell.

Understood. What I don't
understand is what you

and the lab director were doing out there.

We had a warrant, based on evidence

that was recovered outside
of Maya Russell's apartment.

Lab Director Russell's daughter.

Evidence that confirmed
Briscoe's stalking of Maya.

I called Judge Vincent,

and he issued me a warrant over the phone.

Judge Vincent?

Of course.

And what is that supposed to mean?

I think we both know.

What the hell, Keri?

Well, you looked like you were gonna cry.

You know she doesn't even know you exist.

Not true. We had coffee last week.

With Lab Director Russell.

Baby steps.

For you or her?

Everyone knows she has the hots for the boss.

He's married. Happily.

Whatever. Take a little advice
from Dr. Torres...

stay away from that one.

She's trouble.

- Hey. Did Eddie call?
- Thanks. No, not yet.

Hope you didn't bring me
all the way up here to Seattle

on a wild-goose chase.

Don't worry, Eddie's lead's
gonna pan out. Trust me.

Six weeks... nothing.

If this guy's gonna drop Keri's body on us,

why doesn't he do it now?

Dan, I'm really sorry.

I know this is really hard.

If Paul Winthrop wanted
to get his brother free

by creating reasonable doubt,

another body,
another processed crime scene...

that's gonna help his cause, right?

Yeah, I think you're right.
But I do not think

that Keri is gonna be
the next body that we find.

She just does not fit the profile

of the Gig Harbor Killer's victims.

You know, this guy gets off
on messing with our minds.

That's why it's been so quiet.

It's not gonna be quiet for long.

Russell. You've got to hear this.

Please, I can't help you if you don't

give me your location.

- What is this?
- 911 call,

came in a few minutes ago.

- Tracing it now. - This is
how the call started. Here.

911. What's your emergency?

I'd like to report a murder.

Please!

Stop! Don't!

No! No!

He's killing her right now.
He wants us to hear him do it.

Talk to me.

Got a cell tower. Phone's pinging off it.

Northtown.

Pulling data now.

Got it.

Phone has GPS.

Miss? Miss, are you still there?

911 Operator, this is CSI Sara Sidle

on scene with officers. Code 4.

He's back.

# CSI Las Vegas 15x06 #
The Twin Paradox
Original Air Date on November 16, 2014

# Who... are you? #

# Who, who, who, who? #

# Who... are you? #

# Who, who, who, who? #

# I really wanna know #

# Who... are you? #

# Oh-oh-oh #
# Who... #

# Come on, tell me who are you, you, you #

# Are you! #

Just like last time,
he took the body with him.

But the volume of blood says
that the victim is dead.

Blood's dry and flaky.

- Murder could have happened weeks ago.
- So, he returns

to the scene of the crime, he dials 911.

He knew we'd trace it.

He knew how much time he'd have to get away.

That, plus all this, again tells me

we're dealing with somebody
who knows police procedure.

Says to me he's feeling confident, too.

Me, too. We'll catch him.

These cameras are old-school, huh?

Not digital.

Exposed film.

Found the same in that camera.

It's probably in all of them.

So, what,

this guy's taking crime scene
photos for us now as well?

It's been a long time since any of us

- was in a dark room.
- Yeah.

Greek... Theta Pi.

Theta Pi?

College sorority.

Probably a student like the others.

Good bet she was moonlighting
in the sex trade, too.

Digital recorder.

Hit it.

I'm standing at the north wall

where I'm finding blood
inconsistent with the crime.

Perhaps stringing will yield more.

Strings.

But no blood.

Kill the lights.

"People lie.

Follow the evidence"?

Hmm.

We're really good at that.

Before I register

my preliminary findings,

I can't help but share
some thoughts on the suspect

dubbed the Gig Harbor Killer,

but whom I would more accurately describe

as the Crime Scene Killer.

Clearly our suspect is
intelligent, analytical,

creative... an artist whose
medium isn't paint or plaster

but flesh and blood.

Victimology suggests the women
are chosen carefully.

Young. Blonde. Seemingly innocent.

But far from it.

With nine victims already,
I see no end in sight.

No end to the violence
because our killer is a ghost,

untouchable, who walks between the raindrops

and exists in the shadows.

Not a bad bit of psychoanalysis.

Emphasis on the "psycho".

So his mocking us has graduated

from crime scene analysis to profiling.

Can we compare the altered voice
to samples of Paul Winthrop?

Unfortunately, no. But I did find something

on the other recording
that the killer left us,

the one he made of the murder.

Keep listening. I was able
to boost the background.

You can hear the killer drop the weapon,

begin to walk away.

And then there's more footsteps.

Walking to the recorder and turning it off.

Either our "ghost" can fly...

Or there were two people in that room.

If Winthrop is the killer,

he's found a new partner
to sub for his brother.

Question is: Who?

Well, maybe I'll ask him myself.

I expected treatises

by Locard and Lombroso.

Dry volumes on criminology.

But you're a man of letters.

The Prince and the Pauper.

I've always loved that one.

What do you want, Mr. Winthrop?

The same thing you want... the truth.

Mistakes have been made.

The killer is out there.

I'm sure you've heard that my brother Jared

is going to have a new day in court.

- I heard.
- Yeah. So I've enlisted

an expert to conduct
a psychological evaluation

to explain why an innocent man would confess

to crimes he didn't commit.

But that's only part of the story, isn't it?

You tell me.

You discovered physical evidence, DNA,

that exonerates my brother,

but that unfortunately also casts

an unflattering light
on your previous findings.

I wouldn't go that far.

I'd like to give you
an opportunity, Mr. Russell.

Between you and me, I come here

requesting your services
as a "friend of the court".

You want me to help you and your brother?

Help yourself as well.

Oh, I see. H-How's that work?

We both know you'll find more dead women.

Perhaps you have already?

Only by freeing my brother

will you be able to free yourself,

push away the clouds of doubt you must feel,

enabling yourself to...

have the vision you'll need
to find this predator.

Well, thank you for the offer,
but I think I'm gonna pass.

Because, just between you and me,

I think you're a sociopath.

Hmm. I thought we could have
a meeting of the minds,

but I... misjudged you.

I make a better friend than enemy.

Eddie. Yeah, listen.
Could you have her come down to P.D.

For a conversation? Just off the record.

- It's not gonna be easy.
- I know. I'll owe you one.

All right. I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

Told you Eddie would come through.

What do you got?

His gal at the Hall of Records in Tacoma has

a birth certificate for Jared Briscoe.

Thing is, there's no record of a twin.

- How's that possible?
- I don't know,

but the mother's listed
as Cynthia Hughes, still alive.

Eddie's setting up a meeting right now.

Cynthia Hughes?

That's right.

You're Jared Briscoe's mother?

I'm Daniel Shaw.

I'm a private investigator.
This is Julie Finlay.

She's with the Las Vegas Police Department.

The detective who brought me here told me.

But obviously he didn't tell you,

despite what it says
on the birth certificate,

I'm not Jared's birth mother.

He neglected to tell us that.

After I adopted Jared,
I petitioned the court.

I needed a birth certificate.

They put my name on it.

So you don't know
who Jared's birth mother is?

No.

But I know I have to live with the fact

that I'm responsible
for what's become of him.

"Responsible". Why do you say that?

My husband and I didn't have
the best marriage.

He'd fly into rages.

And poor Jared...

he paid the price.

Is that why Jared went into foster care?

- I tried to get him back
many times. - Ms. Hughes,

we haven't found any records
of adoption for Jared.

And you won't find any.

Jared was dropped at my doorstep by a friend.

She worked at a convent,

a place where girls in trouble often went.

So you're saying that Jared's mother was

one of these girls in trouble?

Yes.

Do you know that Jared has a brother?

A twin.

No.

I did not.

This convent, is it still around?

Do you remember the name?

St. Gabriella's.

Nick was right.

The killer has added taking
crime scene photos to his M.O.

DNA from the blood at the crime
scene didn't pop on CODIS.

But now that we have a face,

maybe it can help us get a name
from another database.

You got anything?

Well, the first images on some
of the rolls all look the same,

as if the killer, when loading the camera,

advanced the film

and accidentally popped off
a few exposures at the head.

And they're blurry, but doesn't this...

- Iook like an "H" to you?
- Yeah.

Maybe from a sign or a billboard.

Uh, there were no signs
or billboards anywhere

near the crime scene.

I think I know a way to enhance these.

If we can figure out where this is, then this

could help us find where the killer is.

St. Gabriella's Convent.

Wow. To be honest, I didn't know
places like this still existed.

Nun I talked to on the phone said

she might be able to help us.

Well, let's hope so.

Sister Alice?

Mr. Shaw. Ms. Finlay.

- Any luck?
- Unfortunately,

my predecessors here
didn't believe in computers,

but I found this.

It's a ledger listing births to young mothers

during the years our convent
took in girls in need.

I found the entry you're looking for.

June 18, 1976.

Twin boys born.

Given names Jared and Paul.

Mother is listed as Nancy Harper.

Any indication of adoption?

Uh... no.

- Nothing.
- It was before my time,

but I understand it wasn't uncommon

for babies born in that sort of circumstance

to be given informally
to families deemed worthy.

Well, we know where Jared ended up.

What about Paul?

I can answer that.

There was a fire some years ago.

Records were lost.

But a certain Sister Bernadette
made notations from memory.

There was a "C-13" noted in the ledger

speaking to the fate of a "baby Paul".

The child never left us.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

This is a cemetery.

Yes, for infants that died

during childbirth or shortly thereafter.

If you're searching for this Paul Winthrop,

your search ends here.

D.B., I got a court
order to exhume the grave.

Didn't make Sister Alice very happy.

Well, she'll survive.

Just like Paul Winthrop did.

Which begs the question:
Who's buried in Grant's tomb?

Yeah. I'm working on that,
but, uh, there's something else.

You know how Winthrop claims
that he didn't have a brother

- until he found out about him
on the news? - Right.

- So, what, you got something?
- Well, there was a fire here,

and all the records were destroyed.

But this one nun tried
to reconstruct them from memory

and made a note in the visitors log.

Turns out that we are not the first people

to come around here asking
about Jared and his brother.

- Was there a name?
- No, but...

the visitor was from San Diego.

That's Paul Winthrop's hometown.
When was this?

One year before the Gig Harbor murders began.

Let me know what you find
in that grave, will you?

I'll have an answer soon.

Interesting.

You isolated the different colors.

- I don't know how much good
it's doing me though. - Well,

first message was
in the green strings, right?

Gemini... the twins' way
of announcing themselves,

daring us to catch them.

Didn't find any Gemini this time.

- You're looking for
other constellations. - Yeah.

I've been spinning these webs
for hours, just coming up empty.

Maybe the answer's not in the strings.

"People lie. Follow the evidence".

What are you thinking?

What's different about this crime scene?

- For starters, the cameras.
- Yeah.

Last time, the message was
in the bird's-eye view

of the crime scene.

All these cameras... how about...

we connect the dots.

Here's the constellation.

Right?

It's Virgo.

The virgin.

The killer said that the women were chosen

because they were
seemingly innocent, virginal.

But they were all in the sex trade, too.

So this wasn't about the killer or killers,

it was about the victims.

Madonna-whore complex.

First, Winthrop tells us
who's doing the killings,

then he tells us why.

Mommy issues.

It's a doll.

Head's really loose.

There's something inside.

She looks like a teenager.

I'm guessing we're looking at
Jared and Paul's birth mother.

Well, look at this.

Think this could possibly be
the hair of the mother?

- Maybe DNA will confirm. - Yeah,
but it still won't tell us

why somebody went through this whole charade.

I-I get why Jared was given up for adoption.

But why pretend his twin brother died?

Maybe that's the same question
Winthrop was asking

when he came here looking for his brother.

Looking for a partner in crime.

Let's talk about your brother.

When did you first know of his existence?

Physically, astrologically,

- or otherwise?
- You choose.

Two little mutants clinging to each other

in a sack of blood and urine and excrement.

There's an obvious bond there.

Until they reach in and-and tear them apart.

- You're talking about your separation.
- Yeah.

They ripped me away from my brother,

took me away from
the only mother I ever knew,

the only woman who ever...

wanted me.

- You mean your adoptive mother?
- You know what it's like

to be handed from foster family
to foster family.

They just want the check... that's all.

I mean, come on. How can they expect me

to be anything other than a serial killer?

Is that what you really think?

Is that why you confessed
to all these crimes?

I don't want to talk anymore.

I'm gonna ask you one more time, Jared.

Do you really believe that you
are the Gig Harbor Killer?

If I'm not, then who am I?

Who am I?

Turn the camera off.

Turn it off!

Whatever Winthrop's paying that
psychiatrist, it's not enough.

Well, it is if this performance
convinces a court

that Briscoe's mentally ill.

I'm not so sure it is a performance.

Abandoned and abused
in the foster care system,

it would make him vulnerable
to a stronger will,

especially if that will was
a reflection of himself.

Dominant twin manipulates the weaker,

uses him to commit his crimes.

Lets him take the fall.

Then why does Winthrop
save Briscoe from death row?

Without the reflection,
the narcissist dies, too.

Hey, Henry.

Heard Hodges found human tissue
in the strings again.

He told me you found DNA.

Two contributors.

Both female. One was a match
to the blood at the crime scene.

Our victim, who now has a name...

Pamela Kramer.

Ran facial recognition
against the college database.

She was a student at WLVU.

Notified next of kin. They're sending over

- DNA exemplars to confirm.
- Good.

Unfortunately, I won't need exemplars

to identify the second female contributor.

What do you mean?

I found a match in CODIS.

It's Keri Torres.

I guess, given everything, her
fate should come as no surprise,

but still...

Are you sure about that second DNA?

Yeah. I mean, I ran it twice. Why?

'Cause Keri Torres was
just brought into Desert Palm.

Where was she found?

At the intersection of Jefferson and Sahara.

She was staggering through the cars.

Police said she was combative, incoherent.

They thought she was a meth-head
until they ran her.

Looks like she's been through hell.

She's got ligature marks
on her wrists and her ankles.

An incision mark on her abdomen
where he opened her up.

He didn't let her go.

He was still playing with her.

But she got away.

Nah, she fought her way free.

He underestimated her.

He finally made a mistake.

Yeah.

Keri's gonna make it.

Tox report says she was drugged.

Combination of opiates and hallucinogens.

- So there were signs of torture?
- Yeah.

Including taking a piece of her
to make more of his strings.

I don't get it.

Why didn't he just kill her?

I'm sure Winthrop was probably trying

to get information out of her.

We know she was close to learning the truth.

Did you get DNA results on the hair

- you found in the coffin?
- Yeah, it was

a definite match to Briscoe
and Winthrop's birth mother.

D.B., Winthrop was definitely
at that convent.

He was there searching for his brother.

- We can't prove that though,
right? - Oh, we will.

We're gonna catch the first flight back.

- We're on our way to the airport
right now. - All right, fly safe.

I can't believe she's still alive.

Can't imagine what she went through.

# Too far #

# And you're too gone #

# Could you hide a moment #

# From the sun? #

# And how come #

# It's only some #

# Of us that get to look back #

# When we're done? #

# Oh #

# You took what you wanted to take #

# And yet you never wanted #

# Nothing from me #

# And the eyes close #

# As the light fades #

# On the last shore #

# Of a lifespan... #

No. No.

No, stop.

Stop.

Please!

- Stop!
- Keri, Keri, hey, hey.

It's okay. You're okay.

You're safe now.

I'm Morgan. I'm a CSI.

I got away.

Yeah, you did.

But right now I need your help.

Do you remember anything?

No, I can't...

I just...

I just remember... a room.

There were strings.

Everywhere.

Strings.

You mean like trajectory strings
from a crime scene?

No, um...

they were just hanging there.

Like fishing line hung out to dry.

How did you get away?

For days, I thought there was water

all around me.

It was blue.

Like the ocean.

And then I realized it wasn't water.

It was glass.

I was able to cut my way out.

I found a vent.

I saw light...

daylight.

And I just kept crawling forward,

toward the light.

I didn't care where it led... heaven, hell.

I didn't care. I just kept going.

I just kept going.

I...

I can't remember much more than that.

No, that's good.

Y-You're doing really good.

I have just one more question.

Before you were taken, you met with a man.

- At a coffeehouse.
- Yeah, I remember.

His name was, um...

Turner.

Mark Turner.

He was a lawyer.

This is a picture of him.
Do you recognize him?

No.

I mean, no, that's not the man I met.

What about this man?

Yes. That's him.

Little young for you,

- don't you think?
- I don't think so.

But then again, I don't have a daughter.

I hear that makes a difference.

You here because

you changed your mind
about helping my brother?

Or do you need a lift?

You two meet online?

- That's none of your business.
- Young lady,

there's a taxicab right over there.

I suggest you go home.

Your client and I have
a few things to discuss.

Thank you for dinner tonight. I'll call.

Yeah, a little heads-up there.

This guy's a murderer.

So if he calls, hang up.

- That was subtle.
- You lied to us.

It wasn't your lawyer that met
Keri Torres at the coffee shop.

It was you.

And that was right before she disappeared.

I didn't lie.

Your people just never asked me the question.

This is one big game for you, isn't it?

You think you're smarter than we are.

All those crime scenes,

leaving your brother's
fingerprint under the table...

You don't see what's going on here, do you?

Or maybe you don't want to.

What's that supposed to mean?

I confess.

Yes, I met with Keri Torres,

because she reached out to my attorney

with evidence that my brother was innocent,

framed by someone in Seattle P.D.

- Oh, is that right?
- That's right.

She was gonna provide even more
information the next meeting.

But she never showed up.

So forgive me if I chose
to be less than forthcoming,

especially when the person
who was asking me the questions

was the cop who shot my brother.

I think you'd better leave
CSI Finlay out of this.

Kind of hard to.

I think you and I are on the same side here.

You just don't know it yet.

Oh.

See, I almost forgot to tell you.

We found your grave.

Nancy Harper, right?

That's your birth mother?

Interesting.

You know what else is interesting?

We have Keri Torres.

And she's alive.

That's great news.

I look forward to seeing her.

Hey.

- Hey, welcome back.
- Morgan said you're working on finding

- the killer's location?
- Yeah. And we got lucky.

He took photos of what I think
is the same landmark,

using different cameras
at different exposures.

How does that help?

Well, each photo has detail

in the light and dark areas
unique to that photo.

So using high-dynamic-range
software, I can overlap them

to create a more vivid composite.

Whole's greater than the sum of its parts.

Hmm.

You know, before, I thought

this here was an "H",
like on a sign, but now...

it looks like some kind of structure.

Yeah.

I feel like I've seen this place before.

So, I ran the glass

Morgan pulled from Keri Torres's foot.

Refractive light index found the usual

silicon dioxide mixed with
potassium and zinc oxide.

But there was an element that did stand out.

What's that?

Tin oxide with hamachi indigo dye.

It's found in Japanese blue bark
textured glass,

which is used in making tiles,
statuary and objets d'art.

Which I am familiar with
because my mother's a collector.

- In fact, funny story...
- Hodges.

- Hodges, you're a genius.
- I am?

I got it. I figured out what that is.

It's the gate
that you walked through to enter

the Mizu Hotel.

Built in '62.

Went belly up in the '70s.

Developers tried to renovate it but quit.

But the place was known for

its blue glass ceiling and wall tiles.

They were meant to resemble the ocean.

Which I would assume came pouring down

during the aborted renovations.

The reason why this place was abandoned

was because of its lousy location.

The Alphabets.

Strings.

Now we know how he makes them.

These, too.

Looks like we found his workshop.

Now, where is he?

No!

It's okay. We're the police.

- We're here to help you.
- The girls.

- The girls.
- What girls?

There's others. He has them.

- Where?
- The room... the-the room

where he does things to them,

- to us...
- Where?

I-I...

Where is the room?

- Uh, there.
- I'm gonna go find them.

All right, I'm gonna stay here with her.

Uh, Dispatch, this is Charlie-0-5-Sanders.

I need immediate medical to my location.

- Are you really the police?
- Yes.

And don't worry,
I'm not gonna leave you, okay?

Oh... I'm so cold.

Please.

Okay, just let me find something.

Uh...

All right, uh, here.

Just take this.

- Don't!
- No, please.

You don't understand.

I'm here to save you.

- No, you're not.
- Yes, he is.

We both are.

Then why are you pointing a gun at me?

Why don't we both put our guns down,

and we can talk about how
we're gonna get you out of here.

Charlie-0-5-Sanders, respond.

It's just my police radio.

When it fell on its side,
it sent out an alert.

You're lying. You're trying to trick me.

No, he's not. We're here to help you.

- Charlie-0-5-Sanders, respond.
- You have to let me answer that,

because if you don't and they come in here

and see you pointing a gun...

- They're gonna kill me.
- I won't let that happen.

- But you need to let me answer that now.
- Charlie-0-5-Sanders,

talk to me. Charlie-0-5-Sanders,
are you there?

No. No!

Stop!

CSI Finlay,

I need you to surrender your firearm.

I know the drill.

Yes. You do.

Note, I've received
CSI Finlay's SIG Sauer P-232.

Four live rounds in the magazine.

One live round in the chamber.

So...

why don't you just start from the beginning.

I've been in that room before.

We both have.

- Any ID on that woman yet?
- No.

All we know is that it looks

like she was being held like Keri.

From what I heard,
Finlay did what she had to do.

Yeah.

She always does.

Hey.

You okay?

I was trying to help her.

And I keep thinking to myself

maybe I could've said something different

or maybe I could've done a better job

of making her feel safe.

Greg, it wasn't your fault.

I mean, she was probably drugged.

God knows what else was done to her.

When the police found
Keri Torres, she was delusional,

- she was aggressive.
- I know.

I know.

But we were there.

And I could've saved her.

And now she's dead.

How am I supposed to live with that?

You did the best you could.

You need to know that.

In time, you will know that.

As far as how you live with what happened...

I wish I knew the answer to that.

I could not imagine

what Greg and Finn are going through.

I.A.'s put a rush on this evidence.

Let's just hope they don't rush to judgment.

You send her DNA to Henry yet?

Yeah. Why?

There's scar tissue in her pelvic area.

Our victim's undergone surgery.

It's not surprising.

The killer performed surgery
on all of his victims,

harvesting their tissue for his strings.

That's not what this is.

- What do you mean?
- Take a look for yourself.

Colovaginoplasty.

Our she was once a he.

Look, I know you wanted to see me.

So, let me guess.

Two-week suspension with pay,

pending the outcome
of the I.A. Investigation.

No, you're not gonna be suspended, Jules.

- Matter of fact, you're probably
gonna get a medal. - What?

Well, apparently you just
took down the Gig Harbor Killer.

The unknown male DNA

that we recovered
from the bodies in the desert...

you remember that?

Well, that DNA is a match
to the woman you just shot.

I do not understand.

We still don't know who she is,

but apparently Doc said that she had

a gender reassignment surgery,

possibly as long as a decade ago.

- DNA's still XY.
- No.

She's got to be another part
of Winthrop's game.

The unknown male DNA was planted
on those bodies.

That woman that I shot
is just another victim.

She was kidnapped, she was used
by Winthrop, she was drugged,

and reduced to a paranoid state.

- Just like Keri Torres.
- Yeah, and, like Keri,

he knew how she'd react the
minute we barged into that room.

And he is probably getting off
right now on the idea

that I killed an innocent woman.

We cannot trust the evidence anymore, D.B.

You know how crazy that sounds?

- Do you disagree?
- It doesn't matter

whether I agree or not.

If we can't trust the evidence,

then how are we gonna stop this guy?

Well, we still have Keri.

She was in that room being held.

And if we are right, she will
put Winthrop in there with her.

Maybe. Morgan says she can
barely remember anything.

She was a cop.

And a good one. She's gonna remember.

It's just gonna take a little time.

I'm gonna reach out to a friend of ours.

Why don't you go back to the
hospital and check in with Keri.

See what you can do.

Hey, it looks like you're getting some rest.

The doctor should be by in a few minutes

to get some readings.

You should be out of here soon.

Sir, you can't be here.

- I'm just a friend. - I don't
think now is a good time.

Ms. Torres needs her rest.

That's okay. I can wait.

There's a lounge downstairs.

If you give me your name,
I can have you paged.

That's all right. I'll-I'll check back.

Oh.

- D.B., good to see you.
- Thanks for doing this.

I know you're a busy lady.

I'm never too busy for you.

Glad I had that layover.

Did you get the e-mail files I sent you?

Oh, interesting reading.

I'm always a sucker for twin serial killers.

Well, given the games they're playing,

I could really use an expert
in criminal psychology.

Cyber or otherwise.

Well, I can tell you this much.

As far as killers go,
Winthrop is a profiler's dream.

How so?

His behavior suggests

that he is incapable of working alone.

Seems he needs a
dominant-submissive partnership

in order to kill.

Which is why he sought out his brother.

Jared was easily manipulated, easily led.

All the way to prison.

Winthrop let his brother take the fall.

But, in doing so,
he lost that lovin' feeling.

Which is why he wants to spring him now.

He wants his old partner back.

But in the meantime, he's a serial killer.

He enjoys killing.

But he needs help.

And we think he found it.

Based on our audio analysis
of the last crime scene,

we heard somebody else in that room.

He has an accomplice.

With Jared in prison, it's more like a temp.

And we both know

temps are never fully committed to the job.

So the partner's the key.

The little bit of profiling
I'm doing right now tells me

I'm not telling you anything
you don't already know.

You read the part of the file where...

Jared Briscoe stalked my daughter Maya?

And you put a security detail
outside her house.

Was that a mistake?

No. You have to protect her.

But she is also your best chance

of catching a man who is going to kill again.

The greater good.

D.B., if you're not willing to put Maya

into play in some kind of a way,

you need to take yourself
out of the equation.

You know what you're asking me?

The same thing you're asking yourself.

You've been a bad boy.

Get in.