Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 1, Episode 11 - Blood Hungry - full transcript

WALLY: (SINGING)
♪ This is my Father's world

♪ And to my listening ears

♪ All nature sings and around me rings

♪ The music of the spheres

♪ This is my Father's world

♪ I rest me in the thought

♪ Of rocks and trees

♪ Of skies and seas

♪ His hand the wonders wrought ♪

Wally, that was just amazing.

Charlie, did you hear that?



Yes, Mom, I heard it.

I'm gonna sing
at Mrs Hatten's Christmas party,

and she said she's gonna give me
$5 for it.

$5. Do you know what that means?

-What?
-Why, you're a professional.

Oh, Charlie,
will you walk Wally home, please?

I was gonna go over Tommy's
and shoot some pool.

Come on, Elvis. Let's get going.

Wally? Your backpack.

(PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SCREAMS)

I hope everyone had a restful weekend.

That sounds ominous.

Harringtonville, Tennessee.
Population 5,000.



Sixty-four years
since they had a homicide.

They've had two in the past 48 hours.

First victim, 57-year-old widower
and grandfather, Paul Thompson.

Ambushed in his yard.

Eighteen stab wounds
to his chest and his neck.

No forced entry into his house
and the only item taken was a shotgun.

Last night, Annie Stuart, 39,
was also ambushed and,

it appears, bludgeoned to death in her
home with Thompson's stolen shotgun.

In this case the UnSub apparently stole
CDs, DVDs, and a little jewellery.

-This is a little extreme for a burglary.
-That's an understatement.

And as you can see,
Annie Stuart was eviscerated.

Yet the first victim wasn't eviscerated,

and the UnSub seems to have used a
different weapon at each crime scene.

-Two different MOs.
-Two different killers?

Or one very psychotic individual.

What happened to you?

Oh, I got a list of things
I want to try before it's too late.

And orthopaedic surgery's one of them?

Nope, skydiving.
Apparently, it's all about the landing.

-How long on the crutches?
-Oh, just a couple days.

-So, you can't go out in the field?
-Not on crutches, no.

Oh, don't worry.
I'll find a way to be helpful here.

Got a blitz attack.

No effort to remove the body,
cleanup evidence.

With organised killers we see a pattern

and we're able to predict their behaviour,

but with psychotic killers
they're guided by a given delusion.

Okay. So, until we understand
the nature of the delusion,

we can't predict his next move.

And that's nearly impossible to do.

Actually, I think we might have a clue.

These rings at the crime scene,
they might be some kind of signature?

I can work this angle.

I'll see if there's any significance
to the patterns.

Psychotic killers are normally
not that difficult to catch

because they don't try to hide.

-Well, does that make your job easier?
-Oh, no.

Because until we do locate him,
he'll keep doing that.

They here?

Some of them. One of them went over
to the Thompson house.

Alone?

Said he wanted to get a feel
for the neighbourhood.

ELLE: All of the items stolen
were taken from the upstairs bedroom.

Why didn't he take her purse?
Or cell phone?

Or the jewellery off her body?

You know, just doesn't make any sense.

Didn't make sense to us, either.

This guy didn't come any closer to her
than he had to.

HALL: What do you mean?

Well, there's a discrepancy
in the profile.

Sheriff Hall, it's quite possible
there were two people in the house.

So, I have two monsters out there?

Someone went through
the medicine cabinet looking for drugs.

Excessive methamphetamine abuse
can cause psychotic violent episodes.

So you think these guys were junkies?

I think we're dealing with
two different profiles.

The killer, yeah, he was a psychotic.

The other guy though, he was just a thief.

I mean, the fact that
he didn't take the victim's jewellery

suggests that he identified with her.

-Meaning what?
-He probably knew her.

CSU found a soda can by the fence
in the grass.

It's marked by that cone.

That's right. We figured the suspect,
or suspects, was lying in wait there.

You spoke to the kid
who was having a singing lesson?

That's right. Why?

I'm just wondering why he didn't tell you
that he saw the suspect.

What?

Well, CSU found four of
Wally Brisbane's fingerprints right here

on the music stand, in this position.

Now, from where I'm standing
and my height,

I've got tree branches blocking my way,
but Wally is seven,

so that would put his eye line
right about here.

Hi. I'm Elle Greenaway

from the Behavioral Analysis Unit
of the FBI.

I don't know
what Sheriff Hall was thinking,

asking me to bring him over here.

I need to talk to your son.

Listen, I think he's been through enough.

Mrs Brisbane,
we're really just here to help.

You can ask him whatever you want,
but I'm staying right here.

Wally, I hear that you're
the only person in this whole town

who might have seen the man
who did this to your music teacher.

He didn't see a thing.
Now, did you, buddy?

Wally?

What did he look like?

Crazy. He was real tall and real skinny.

And his lip was bleeding.

And when I saw him
through the window, he did this.

The guy the kid described
definitely sounds like a tweaker.

Pull the files of all methamphetamine
arrests in the past six months.

Will do.

We should narrow the suspect list down
according to the guy's residence.

Crimes like these
are always crimes of opportunity.

So the first guy on our suspect list

will live in the closest proximity
to the victim.

Do you have a place where we can set up?

Yeah, you can use Simpson's desk.
He's out.

You got a phone there and a computer.

Meantime, I'm going
to narrow down that list.

Working from the assumption
the rings are a signature.

Sir, I could help you
get some of these books back to your...

Exploring their symbolic significance.
I'm just exploring.

I have nothing.

Well, if I may, if you
were in your office,

you'd have more room to spread out
and you'd get a fresh perspective.

Don't you think? Maybe?

No?

I need to focus on the manner
in which Annie Stuart was killed.

Anything that might have been done
to her postmortem.

Get this stuff out of here.
Get this out of here.

Where's the blueprints of the house?

Oh, they're right here on the screen.
Not a safe neighbourhood.

I don't want the blueprints on the screen.

-I want something I can hold onto.
-Here you go.

It's hot in here. Can you fix the...
How do you breathe in here?

Can you try to make it a little cooler
in here?

Yeah. It's pretty cold, but I put the...

Do we have the autopsy reports?

I'm going to have the Sheriff
from Harringtonville fax it over

as soon they come in.
Got it. I'll get the coffee.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

-Hey, you guys find anything?
-ELLE: Yeah.

Elle found an en eyewitness.

Little boy saw someone in the driveway.

That's more than we got at Thompson's.

We got two suspects,
Judd Franklin and Domino Thacker.

I know Domino. He's bad news.
Serious tweaker. Cooks his own stuff.

-He live near the crime scenes?
-Almost directly between them.

Robbery. Armed robbery. Possession.
Possession with intent.

This guy's been hospitalised
for overdoses and attempted suicide.

-What do you think?
-I think we need to find Domino.

(DOG BARKING)

MORGAN: Domino Thacker! FBI. Don't move!

No. No, don't run.
I just want to talk to you.

Domino! I just want to talk to you.

Domino.

(DOMINO PANTING)

-Stay down! Stay down!
-I didn't do nothing. I didn't do nothing.

You can't arrest me.

Domino Thacker. FBI. You're under arrest.

(WHIMPERING)

I'm freezing.

We want to know what you were doing
at Annie Stuart's house.

(STUTTERING) I didn't do nothing.
I got the flu. I'm sick is what I am.

We know you were there, boy.

In the driveway.

I was looking at that car,
but I never stole it.

I was thinking about it. But I left.

I seen that kid.

The blood found on the bottom
of your boot is Annie Stuart's.

The tread from the bottom of your boot

is the same as the tread found
all over the crime scene.

ELLEN: Inside.

(GASPS) I didn't do nothing to her.

Come on now, Domino.

How do you think
that's going to hold up in court, huh?

A tweaker with a record,
the blood of the victim all over?

Think about that.

All right. I came back.

I came back to her house
but he was leaving.

Who was?

-Some dude, man! I don't know!
-What he was wearing?

-He had a hood.
-What colour was it?

Black. Black hood.

Deputy. Coming out.

(KEYS JINGLING)

Hey, Domino.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Come here. It's okay.
I just want to talk to you.

Come here.

Look at me.

-You didn't do this, did you?
-Mmm-mmm.

Okay. Hey, if that's true,
you've got to help us out here.

Talk to me. You left, you saw him leave,

and then what?

-I went in...
-Mmm-hmm.

...and she's lying there.

You know, I needed money real bad.

-So, she's already like that.
-She's like what?

You know, all cut up.

She was all butchered up
and you robbed her anyway.

That ain't right.
It ain't right. I'm sorry.

It ain't right. Oh, God, forgive me.

(THACKER SOBBING) Oh, God.

-(DOOR SLAMS)
-It ain't right.

I'm sorry.

(THACKER CRYING AND SHOUTING INCOHERNTLY)

-He didn't do it, Sheriff.
-What makes you so sure?

He was pretty freaked out just thinking
about what was done to Annie Stuart.

People pretend.

Anybody delusional enough
to eviscerate Annie Stuart

would not be lucid enough to recount it
the way he did.

All right, I'll have him taken to detox,
then I'm going to arrest him for robbery.

Well, in the meantime, I'd have your
men canvass the neighbourhood again,

see if they saw a guy
in a hooded sweatshirt.

Will do. Long.

Chicken and broccoli?

It's not that I don't
want to, it's just...

-What's that?
-Oh, it's autopsy reports.

Annie Stuart's body was...

-I can't say it.
-Missing her liver and stomach.

I know that, you know,
this may seem like a small, dark hole,

but it's my office
and I like to keep it sort of cleanish.

Why are you doing that again?

He's taking the blood and organs
from the bodies

and putting them
in cylindrical containers.

It's anthropophagy.

-Anthro... What? What?
-You don't want to know. Give me that.

I'm a big girl. I can take it.

The literal Greek translation
is "man-eating".

The guy's a cannibal.

We are looking for
a 20 to 30-year-old male.

The UnSub engages in anthropophagy.

It's a psychotic conviction

that he must drink human blood
and possibly eat human flesh.

For Richard Trenton Chase,
The Vampire Killer,

he drank his victim's blood

because he believed
that aliens had invaded his body

and were slowly drinking his blood.

And if he didn't get the blood he needed,

he'd die.

Anthropophagy suggests

such an extreme level
of psychosis and disorganisation

that he couldn't have ventured very far
from home to commit these crimes.

This guy lives or has lived in this town.

He knows the territory.

You've all seen him.

Maybe at the ball park

or riding his bike home
from the grocery store.

He wasn't always a threat.
He could've been your neighbour.

Might've been your friend.

We think something about his delusion
is keeping him here in town.

So we're going to start
at Annie Stuart's house

and we're going to spread out there
in quadrants.

We're going to eliminate
all of his hiding places.

Paul Thompson's funeral is this afternoon.

A lot of his neighbours
are going to be there.

REVEREND: Man does not walk.

(PEOPLE SOBBING)

Stand in the wake of sinners
or sit in the seat of...

For his delight is in the law of the Lord

and on this law
he meditates day and night.

So, we got some names of UnSubs.

Farrell Belvedere, 23.

He took a little too much LSD
and flipped out in a Winn-Dixie.

Tore up a cheese counter.

Show him Mark Ward.

He's 21. Five counts of petty larceny.

Attempted suicide.

Committed for a year, but now
he's living back with his parents.

JJ: And the last one is Oley Maynor. 25.

He was institutionalised
for severe manic depression.

He has violent mood swings.

When he was 18, he got arrested
for biting the heads off chickens.

-Like a circus geek?
-JJ: Mmm.

Well, sure, I know Oley Maynor.

He was the best defensive lineman
Harringtonville High's ever had.

But he was institutionalised years ago.

He was released a few weeks ago.

I saw him just the other day.

You saw him where?

He was with his brother.

And in fact, I think it looked like
they didn't want to be seen.

Because he took Oley out of the car
and went straight into his house.

When was this, Mrs Mays?

Three days ago.

Jess?

What's going on, Don?

Do me a favour, Jess,
put that cleaver down, will you?

FBI. We're looking for your brother, Oley.

-What for?
-Where is he, Jess?

You know damn well. Where he's been
for the past eight years.

Well, we talked to the hospital.
We know he's been released.

(RATTLING)

-What was that?
-Stay out of there.

-Is that him back there?
-Hang on there, Jessie.

Uh-uh. Don't do it.

Jess, don't even think about it.

Listen to him.

Oley Maynor?

Elle.

MORGAN: Oley.

Put that down.

Jess? Jessie?

Don't you touch him. Please, Don.

I said, put it down. Now.

Oley, think. I've got a bullet that
travels 1,500 feet a second.

How fast you think you can get to us
with that thing?

Let's go. Put it down.

(CROWBAR CLANGS)

Oley, these people will do
whatever it takes to solve this thing.

They need a confession
and they're going to pin it on you.

No. We need to prevent another killing.

And we know that Oley was released
from an institution

in Richmond three weeks ago.

We should've just told everyone
I was home.

Just shut up, Oley.

Let me tell you something.

People have poked fun of my brother
his whole life.

Our dad. Kids. Even teachers at school.

Well, they aren't going to do it any more.

-You don't believe I'm better?
-Yes, I do.

That's why I didn't wanna come back
home anyway.

Why did you come back, Oley?

To say good-bye.

You're living with me.

I don't know
what the hell you're talking about.

It's always the same old thing.

Good old Oley.

He's a hell of a ball player,
but he's crazy as a loon.

No.

There are special homes I can go to.
I don't need to stay here.

I don't want you to go.
I want to help you.

I'm tired of hiding.

Oley, you been taking your meds?

Every day.

Test me.

WALLY: (SINGING) ♪ Of rocks and trees

♪ Of skies and seas

♪ His hand the wonders wrought ♪

WALLY: What's wrong?

Nothing. Do it again, please.

Granny, I just wanna watch TV.

Watch it?

With a voice like that,

you're going to have
your own show someday.

(BELL DINGING)

All right. (LAUGHS)

-TV and cookies it is.
-Yay!

Now, I'll be back in a minute.

I just have to get the cookies
and tend to the laundry.

MAN ON TV: That does not compute.

After all the adventures we have had.
You're my only friend.

It's up too loud, buddy! Turn it down.

MAN ON TV: Let's not ever fight again.

(BUZZING)

(SCREAMS)

The neighbour across the street
heard a car screech out of the driveway

about 25 minutes ago.

-Well, whose car was it?
-The grandmother's. Lynnette Giles.

It's a gold '72 Buick.
I already put the APB on it.

The parents just got home from work.

I wish to God he'd never spoken to you.

-I told you I didn't want him involved!
-I assure you we're doing everything...

I want my baby back! I want him back!

HALL: Helen, I won't sleep
until we find little Wally.

Come on. I know, I know.

The little boy was at both crime scenes.

The UnSub might've been after him
all along.

Well, I'm sure
that's what Mrs Brisbane thinks.

I want you to talk to her
when she calms down.

See if she can come up with any leads.

She's not going to want to talk to me.

Persuade her.

You found the body, right, Deputy?

Yes, sir. If you don't mind,
I'll wait out here.

That's fine.

Do you think this lunatic
was after Wally?

A psychotic mind is hard to predict.

Maybe the kid being at both
murder scenes was just a coincidence.

He's only seven years old.

Another evisceration.

Her throat was slashed.

That's why nobody heard her scream.

He split her rib cage open.

With these.

Looks like, this time,
his target was the heart.

Did he take it?

Yes.

He took the heart, Hotch?

Yeah.

The heart has always had
incredible symbolic significance,

I mean, aside from
just banal romantic associations.

The Egyptians left the heart
in mummies

because they believed
the organ ensured eternal life.

Something I read...

Over there, wait... Ow!

-Sorry. I'm sorry.
-It's okay.

Gimme the book.
The big one. Right there.

Okay. Get the book, please, Penelope.

Yes, Gideon, here you are, thank you.
Here you go.

-Where's the crime scene photos?
-Crime scene photos are right...

Crime scene photos.

Does the body look like an angel?

Not to me. No.

Scan this in. Send it to them.

There was an article
by a Cambridge professor,

seems that all the organs
the UnSub has taken,

stomach, liver, now, the heart,

they were thought to be the seat
of the soul at one time or another.

REID: The guy drinks their blood.

So when this man drinks
his victim's blood...

He believes
he's encountering the divine.

Wait a minute, none of this explains
why he took the kid.

Well, the UnSub made the victim
into an angel,

maybe the kid is a messianic figure.

Let's just hope he doesn't feel the need
to sacrifice him.

You stay here, Charlie. I won't be long.

(PHONE RINGING)

DAVID ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Hi, you've reached the home of Annie,

David, and Charlie Stuart.

Please leave a message after the tone

and we'll get back to you
as soon as possible. (BEEPS)

MAGGIE: David, it's Maggie.
I'm so sorry about your wife.

Could you give us a call and
let us know what time services are?

Please know you're in our prayers.

He must've come by between patrols.

Now, Jackie. It's not your fault.

Well, what the hell is it?

It's a human stomach.

My God. You mean, Dave's wife?

We can only assume.

Now, none of the neighbours saw anything?

Well, we talked to Miss Wade
across the road, nothing.

And the Maynards aren't even home.

All right.

We need a 24-hour watch here and
at the other crime scenes, too. Go on.

Now, Agent Hotchner,
I need to be very clear here,

right now, all we got is
some theory about a religious delusion.

I mean,
how the hell do you explain that?

Sometimes disorganised killers return
body parts to the grave sites.

It might be nothing.

It might just be a way for them to
manipulate the body even after death.

But it may also be an act of remorse.

Even in the most extreme
psychotic episodes,

there are variations in lucidity,
degrees of insightfulness.

If I'm coming out of a delusion,
just killed someone, drank their blood...

And I'm starting to feel bad about it...

Where do I go?

Sheriff, how many churches are there
in this town?

(SCOFFS) Gentlemen, this is
the Bible belt. Maybe 15.

I would post an officer
at every single one.

Call in auxiliary cops, if you have them.

All right, you got it.

Long, get on the phone to me.

Four churches in four blocks.

Ever feel like
you just stepped into Mayberry?

Mayberry with a psychotic killer
running around. (SCOFFS)

There is that.

Hey, Derek,
that look like a '72 Buick to you?

Yes, it does.

ELLE: Hold it right there.
MORGAN: FBI. Don't move!

MORGAN: Don't move! Get down!
Get on your knees!

Down on your knees,
down on your knees!

Hands on your head, let's go!

Hands on your head!

Put them together! Don't move.

ELLE: You got it?

(GASPING)

Derek, I think we got our guy.

(SCREAMING)

HALL: His name's Eddy Mays,
21 years old.

-HOTCH: You know him?
-Yeah.

I just can't believe a boy like Eddy
would do something like this.

He was the nicest kid you ever saw.

He's mentally ill, Sheriff.

A boy like Eddy Mays could truly use
an insanity plea in a court of law.

You know, the ironic thing
about psychotic illness is generally,

they're less violent
than the rest of the population.

But by the nature
of psychotic delusions,

when they do get violent...

We're never going to get anywhere
with him.

Not like this. I mean, look at that.

(GASPING)

You can't read him his rights.
You can't even process him.

I better call his mother.

It's a damn shame,
his daddy just died a couple years ago.

This is gonna fall awful hard on her.

What's the family like?

Dad was a doctor,
and Mary Gwathmey Mays

comes from one of the oldest families
in Tennessee.

-I'd like to meet her.
-We already have.

I can't believe it.

It's just... It's so horrible.

If there was anything I could have done
to stop him...

I didn't even know he was in town.

Are you aware how sick your son is?

(SIGHS)

He had some trouble adjusting
to school.

There was an incident last year.
We got him some help.

Mrs Mays, actually there is a way
that you can help us.

Anything.

We believe your son has kidnapped
a seven-year-old boy, Wally Brisbane.

Oh, Lord God.

And he doesn't remember
what he did with him,

but if we were able to give him
some anti-psychotic medication,

he may become more lucid.

That child's parents
must be devastated.

Right now,
Eddy is non compos mentis.

But if you were to sign
a medical consent form,

we could give him the injection.

Of course.

I just pray that child is all right.

Hey, Garcia, talk to me.

Okay, so I got a hold of
Eddy's roommate in college,

who describes Eddy as having
an overprotective mom.

-How overprotective?
-She called him like, three times a day.

And get this, one time,
she went up to Boston

to break him up with a girlfriend
she didn't like.

-Wow.
-Yeah, yeah.

It seems like
Eddy's entire college experience

was some sort of
post-adolescent rebellion.

He partied like an '80s clubber.
He suffered a delusional break

due to methamphetamine
and rock cocaine consumption.

Wow, that is partying like
an '80s clubber.

Right? So then, he was admitted
to a mental health facility in Boston,

checked himself out a week ago,
and found his way home.

What was his major?

Comparative religion.

Thanks. And how is it
having Gideon around?

You can have him back
whenever you'd like.

(CHUCKLES)

-Hey.
-Dude!

"Dude"? Okay, you're way too tense.

-No, I'm not.
-Yes you are. You got anything?

Yeah, Mrs Mays definitely has
obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Her house looks like
a home decorating catalogue.

You?

I checked every nook and cranny,

all eight bedrooms, fireplaces. Nothing.

No evidence of murder.
No sign of the boy.

If Eddy Mays did come here,

he was very careful
not to leave anything behind.

(SNIFFING)

Do you smell that?

-Yeah, it smells like bleach.
-A lot of bleach.

Derek.

-Okay, that's just way too clean.
-Mmm-hmm.

Elle.

Looks like somebody missed a spot.

Yep.

(GROANING)

I've administered haloperidol
to Mr Mays.

-And how long until it takes effect?
-It's coming on now.

-Full effect in about 15 minutes or so.
-Good.

You have to realise

that while the drug will make him
appear to be asymptomatic,

it will not necessarily remove
his delusional state.

Will it make him more lucid?

Possibly. But let me make this clear,

I gave him the shot
because he needed to be medicated,

not so you could agitate him by
putting him through an interrogation.

That boy needs to be hospitalised.

Well, a jury might agree with you.

But right now
he needs to answer some questions

because there's a little boy
we need to find. Thank you.

Hey, Eddy.
Do you know where you are?

-Jail?
-Yeah. That's right.

Do you know why?

I was very bad. Before, I was very bad.

But I'm much better now.
Much, much better.

Eddy, do you remember
hurting anyone?

-Where'd you go to college, Eddy?
-Boston.

Did you like Boston?

No. No. I don't know.

What was your favourite thing
about Boston, Eddy?

Harvard. I went to Harvard Square.
I had cappuccino.

Cappuccino.

Eddy, do you remember Wally?

Wally Brisbane?

I know the Brisbanes.

You took this little boy.

No, no, I did not.

I did not do that.

Eddy, I understand
you're uncomfortable.

Your hands are cut up,
your arms are bruised.

Do you know why?

-Yeah.
-You killed three people, Eddy.

You killed three people, Eddy.
You killed three people, Eddy.

Paul Thompson.

Annie Stuart.

Lynnette Giles.

No! No! Stop it! You will be punished.

God is punishing you! No, no, no.

I brought you an angel. See?
No! I do not see. I do not see.

Please. Please.

Please.

I brought you an angel. Please.

Take.

I just want to know.

When will you leave me alone?

We need him to tell us
where that boy is.

Sheriff, we're not gonna get
anything out of him

until he gets this latest episode
under control.

Agent Hotchner,
it's getting cold and dark.

If that Brisbane boy's
anywhere outside,

he don't stand a chance in hell.

LONG: Let's go! Hurry up down here!

Oh, my Lord. Can't get my key.

HALL: Oh, Jesus.

Oh, my God, my baby!
What have you done to my son?

JJ: Mrs Mays!

(GASPING AND CHOKING)

LONG: Come on!
HOTCH: Get it up from around his neck.

Why weren't you straight with us,
Mrs Mays?

Straight with you?

You never told us
your son was in a mental hospital.

I spoke with a doctor
at the facility in Boston.

He said Eddy was released
a week ago,

and that he called you to pick him up
and that you never came.

You asked me if I knew
if he'd come home and I didn't.

I thought he was in Boston.

There was also blood
on the floor of your utility room.

Do you have any explanation for that?

Well, sometimes I cut my legs
when I prune the roses.

-You prune your roses in the winter?
-As a matter of fact, I do.

When do you prune yours?

Mrs Mays, I understand that
you may want to do everything you can

to protect your son, but that little boy
may be dying right now.

Well, I'd like to help you,
I really would.

But right now,
I've got to see about my son.

Actually, I think it's better
if you stay here.

She's definitely lying.

I don't know exactly
what she's lying about, but she's lying.

You don't think she'd let that boy die
to save her son, do you?

-I don't know.
-She drives a Cadillac, right?

-Yeah.
-They got GPS's in them.

ELLE: So...

So, let's go see where she's been.

It's got every stop she's made
and how long she spent there.

You know, these things could cause
more divorces than Internet porn.

Hey, look at that, that's interesting.

ELLE: She stopped at the same place
on Route Three, like, six times.

Okay, let's get Mary and take her
to her spot on Route Three.

We can tell her that we're going to visit
Eddy in the hospital.

ELLE: Okay.

How long have you lived
in Harringtonville, Mary?

All my life.

My ancestors have been there
since the late 18th century.

Of course, I went to school in Virginia,
but aside from that, right here.

This is not the way to the hospital.

Well, I've got to make a quick stop first.
Where'd you go to school?

High school, St Catherine's Hall.
College, Sweet Briar.

You were a "Sweet Briar Vixen?"

-You know Sweet Briar?
-My mother went to Mary Baldwin.

-She's from Virginia?
-Manassas.

I've visited both
Staunton and Manassas,

and I know where your mother is from.
Are we driving out of town?

Mary Gwathmey Mays.

Gwathmey's an old
Tidewater family, isn't it?

-Where are we going?
-Old South. Old money.

Lot of tradition there.
A lot of reputation to protect.

Excuse me?

Mary, I don't think
you were protecting your son,

I think you were protecting yourself.

From the shame and humiliation

of people finding out
that he was mentally ill.

You didn't visit him in the hospital
in six months. Not once.

What are we doing here?

We checked the GPS device
in your car.

You stopped here six times
in less than two hours.

There are a dozen officers on their way
over here with a pack of dogs,

and we will find that little boy.

It would be in your best interest
to help us.

COP 1: Move them out.

(DOGS BARKING)

COP 2: Attaboy.

COP 3: Got something?

(BANGING)

ELLE: We're coming for you, Wally.

Hang on, Wally.

Come here. Come here, it's okay.

COP 4: Come on, boy. Come on.

ELLE: Okay.

My baby!

Let's get you out of here, come on.

Mr Hotchner.

-Do you have children?
-Yes, I do.

Is there anything you wouldn't do
for them?

I wouldn't clean the blood of the victims
off the floor.

I didn't know my son was killing anyone
until he brought home that boy.

You know, Mary,
sometimes what we don't do

is every bit as powerful as what we do.

You don't understand.

I understand your son was drowning
and you made no effort to save him.

You don't know what I did.

I know what you didn't do.
You didn't call the police.

And every day of your life,
you're going to have to ask yourself,

what would have happened
if you'd gone to Boston to help him?

Eddy told me
he was bringing me an angel.

I wanted to protect my son.

What else was I supposed to do?

Almost anything
would have been better.

Miss Mays?

GIDEON: Harriet Beecher Stowe
once said,

"The bitterest tear shed over graves

"are for words left unsaid
and deeds left undone."

-Good job.
-Yeah.

Nice work, everybody, by the way.

Thank you. Now I get to go back
to the 15 folders on my desk.

Wait a minute. 15? I have 24.

That's because I slipped you
four of mine on Friday. Yep.

-Hey, sweetheart.
-Do not sweetheart me.

I may not be
a Supervisory Special Agent

-but that doesn't make me a maid.
-What do you mean?

This is the third box of crap
that Gideon left in my office.

And there's at least two more,
and everything smells like soy sauce.

-I'll take care of it.
-Thank you.

GARCIA: God, you people.

Hey. I believe these are yours.

I knew the crutches wouldn't last long.

Oh, I'd rather limp. I'll be fine.

Well, you managed to get on
Garcia's nerves pretty thoroughly.

-Who's Garcia?
-(CHUCKLES) Penelope?

The tech with the glasses?

-In the room with the screens?

-Yeah.

-She's great.

You might want to send her a basket
or something.

Yeah.

That your list?

Yeah.

Twenty-five things I want to do
before I die.

Where are you?

Seeing the White Sox win the Series,

and skydiving, that's 23 and 24.
So, I guess I need a new list.

Not until you do them all.

He doesn't want to hear from me.

You don't know until you try.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

Hey. Stephen?

Stephen, it's your dad.

I was just thinking,

maybe we could get
together sometime?

(LAUGHING)