Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Won't Get Fooled Again - full transcript

MAN ON RADIO: The forecast,

plenty of sunshine through today
with seasonal temperatures.

We should reach our normal high
of about 82 degrees by this afternoon.

Look for clear skies tonight
with a low near 70.

Increasing cloudiness tomorrow,
sticky and humid.

A 20% chance of showers.

Clurman!

Why haven't you
returned my calls, Gil?

Come on, Joe. Give me a break.
I'm late for a meeting.

I left messages on every line.
I even talked with your assistant.

Look, I've been really busy, okay?



We have a meeting scheduled
tomorrow. We'll talk then, okay?

That's right, we will.

You blow me off again,
it's gonna get ugly.

And I won't be so understanding
next time.

(CLURMAN SCREAMING)

Clurman's was the second
bombing this morning.

F.B.I., Behavioral Analysis Unit
QUANTICO, VIRGINIA

Both in residential neighborhoods
in Palm Beach.

-Homeland Security been notified?
-And ATF.

In addition to a profile,
they want a threat assessment.

-Is the media on to it?
-Of course.

-JJ's keeping tabs on that.
-What do we know about the bombs?

Morgan hooked up with ATF.

They're sending pictures of bomb
fragments as they find them.



Pipe bombs.

-Packed in cardboard boxes.
-Package bombs.

-Sent through the mail?
-No.

The other picture in your hand
is of the switch that ATF found.

Same mechanism for both bombs.
Mercury-activated.

ELLE: What does that mean?

There are contacts to a detonator

on either end of a bent tube
full of mercury.

What it means is all you have to do
is tilt the package to detonate it.

So they couldn't have been
sent through the mail.

The bomber had to
deliver them himself.

MORGAN: Exactly.

Strange way
to commit an act of terrorism.

Why go to all this trouble
to kill just a few people?

Let's recommend not raising
the terror alert level for now.

-No reason to spread panic.
-We got news.

This is just a local channel,
but the coverage is everywhere now.

CNN, Fox, MSNBC,
Al Jazeera, you name it.

So much for not spreading panic.

According to doctors, he's badly injured

but in stable condition in the ICU.

Now, neighbors say that they heard
a blast at about 10:30 this morning,

and police arrived shortly...

If DHS doesn't raise the terror alert
now, they'll look weak.

Make sure Homeland Security knows
that this is everywhere.

Now police are investigating...

Whoa.

I just felt that... Are you...

Are you all right? Is everyone all right?

-Do they need help?
-Looks like we're going to Palm Beach.

Let's meet at the airstrip in 20.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is live.

I repeat, this is live.
There's been another...

-Yeah, we're set.
-Hotch, listen.

They're gonna be sending us
bomb fragments by this afternoon.

I'm the only one
with an ATF background.

So, if you'd like me to stay behind

to supervise the bomb profile,
I'm on that.

Morgan, you wouldn't be afraid

to be out in the field
with a bomber now, would you?

You know, maybe it's not the bomber
that I'm worried about.

I thought we were past all that.

Hotch, Boston sent Gideon
into a post-traumatic tailspin.

How do we know
that won't happen again?

Morgan, I'll tell you what.

Why don't we concentrate on profiling
the bomber and not Gideon?

Copy that.

GIDEON: Samuel Johnson wrote,
"Almost all absurdity of conduct

"arises from the imitation of those
whom we cannot resemble."

Bombings occurred
within three miles of each other.

First victim was a 74-year-old widow,
Barbara Keller.

Two hours after that,
Clurman got hit in his driveway,

and 45 minutes later,
well, we all saw that.

Jill Swenson, 34-year-old housewife

who lived across the street
from Clurman.

Of the three, only Clurman survived.

Is there any connection
between the victims?

One. Clurman was a partner in
a $10-million condo development deal

in which Keller was an investor.

And a few weeks ago,
the whole deal went bust.

Went bust how?

Geologists discovered
that the land was on methane,

the condos never got built,
the land became worthless

and Clurman lost a lot of people
a lot of money.

So maybe one of them was mad
enough to take aim at Clurman.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

It's a little too early
to theorize about motive.

Then, where do we start?

From the beginning.

What do we know about bombers?

Mostly male, loners.
History of criminal activity.

About 50 percent of all bombings
are actually the product of vandalism.

And more often than not, bombers end
up accidentally blowing themselves up.

So the first suspects

you always look for
in a bombing case are the victims.

Clurman was the only male.

Losing a large business deal like that,
it could be a powerful stressor.

Well, then there's the crime scene.

Clurman was the only victim
who didn't get hit at his door.

Why?

What was different about this one?

Before Clurman passed out,
what he told cops at the time

was that he saw the package sitting
on the stoop outside his kitchen door.

ELLE: Why didn't he take it in?

Why didn't it go off
until he got to his car?

It's like 50 feet away.

Joe Reese, one of Clurman's investors,
was here before the bomb went off.

Cops have ruled him out as a suspect,

but he said he saw Clurman
get in the car with the package.

ELLE: So maybe Clurman
wasn't receiving a bomb at all.

Maybe he was on his way
to delivering one.

And he drops it or tilts it
and it goes off by accident.

I'd like to talk to Clurman.

In the meantime, let's get a warrant
to search his house.

Okay, switches, switches...

You have a package.

Don't worry, it had a police escort
all the way from Palm Beach.

Okay, right on time.
Thanks, man, I got this.

These are my bomb fragments.

We can start
putting this bad boy together.

Why bother? Don't you just look
at the pieces for prints and stuff and...

-Garcia, what are you doing in the FBI?
-I didn't get into medical school.

-And why does that not surprise me?
-Ouch. That's what my father said.

All right,
I'm about to teach you something.

-So pay attention.
-It's like school.

Look, how these things are put together

can tell you how the UnSub thinks.

-You sound like Gideon.
-Okay, ouch.

You think it's bull? Okay.

All right.

-You see that section of pipe?
-Yeah.

Okay. That right there
used to be part of the cap.

It's screwed
onto these threads right here.

But, see, here's the thing.
It had to be done very carefully.

Because even if one tiny
grain of powder got onto those studs

while he was working,

that little bit of friction
would have ignited the bomb.

(IMITATING EXPLOSION)

See you later, UnSub.

Now, he didn't have to
use a powder that fine.

He didn't have to use threaded caps.

And he didn't even
have to use a steel pipe,

and it would have been
a whole lot safer if he hadn't,

but the bomb wouldn't have been
nearly as deadly.

So, what's that tell you
about our UnSub?

He's one sick puppy?

To say the least.
One sick puppy that aims to kill.

Not scare, not vandalize or make
some kind of political statement.

Kill.

(SIGHING)

OFFICER: Upstairs is all clear.

-HOTCH: Where's your team right now?
-They're out in the garage.

After they finish the garage,
make sure they check the attic.

-Agent Hotchner?
-Yes, sir?

Detective Morrison, Palm Beach P.D.
I'm lead on the case.

Nice to meet you.
This is Agent Greenaway.

Agents Reid and Gideon
are at the hospital,

and I think you met Agent Jareau
at the station house.

-Oh, yeah. She's taken over the place.
-She does that.

ATF hasn't found
any hard evidence yet,

just some kitchen timers,
tape recorders and electrical switches.

Yeah, it is amazing
how many household items

count as
potential bomb-making materials.

Hello?

-Excuse me?
-Mrs. Clurman.

-Yeah.
-What's going on here?

Mrs. Clurman, my name is Special
Agent Aaron Hotchner with the FBI.

What are you doing in my house?

There's a copy of the warrant
on the table.

I know that this is hard to believe,

but we just need to cover
all of our bases.

We need to make sure that your
husband was not involved in any way.

Involved?

My husband's in the hospital
with his leg blown off.

What are you talking about?

Mrs. Clurman,
there are some questions

that your husband needs to answer.

And the sooner that we talk to him
and clear him,

then the sooner
we can find whoever's responsible.

Agent Hotchner?
We've got something.

We found this buried
on the back of that shelf.

Mrs. Clurman, do you know
anything about this?

Can you tell us
about the package, Mr. Clurman?

I thought I knew what it was.

A pot for an orchid. I collect them.

I ordered the pot through the mail.

-Why didn't you take it inside?
-It was for my office.

I was going there anyway.
I thought I'd take it with me.

That's the last thing I remember.

You had an argument with Joe Reese.
Do you remember that?

Joe was there?

He was angry.
He accused you of blowing him off.

(GRUNTING)

-Any reason he'd want to hurt you?
-Joe? No.

I mean, he's a confrontational guy.

If he wanted to kill me,
he'd just beat me to death.

(GROANING)

A lot of people were angry
about that deal falling apart,

and they were angry at you.

I don't know,
how does that make you feel?

I felt awful.

I thought those condos would make
a lot of money for a lot of people,

myself included.

I thought that geologist was legit.
He didn't even take samples.

He scammed us.

All those investors
who lost their money.

But Barbara...

-Barbara Keller?
-REID: The first victim.

-Yeah.
-What about her?

It's just such a shame.
Such a nice lady, you know?

It was such an easy sale.

Sometimes

I felt like I took advantage of her
because she's old and lonely.

Now she's dead.

(GROANING)

I feel terrible.

(EXCLAIMING)

-What is it?
-My foot.

I'll get you some help.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Yeah?
-This isn't our guy.

His answers were coherent
even while he was sedated.

He's got a sense of humor,
displays empathy.

Not to mention he has a hobby
unrelated to bomb-making.

This is nothing
like a typical bomber profile.

What about the materials we found?

Well, we'll see if the fragments match

at the bomb scene,
but I doubt they will.

Okay.

Look at this.
This is their nephew in Texas.

And according to Mrs. Clurman,

he was staying with them for a month
and left last week.

Mercury switches are a little
sophisticated for a 12-year-old kid.

I'm not saying he's the UnSub,
but boys his age like to blow stuff up.

I'll call Morrison.

He'll contact local P.D. in Texas.
He'll pick up the kid and talk to him.

You know, a watched bomb
never assembles.

I'm down to the last few pieces,
and for the life of me,

I can't figure out how they fit together
or if they fit together.

They might not even be
part of the bomb at all.

What's the big deal? You got most of it.
I'd give you a B plus.

(CHUCKLING)

Thanks.

The big deal is it could be
part of a signature.

Signature. Like a sign of the Zodiac,
that kind of thing?

Yeah, yeah. Just like that.

I was serious.
I really wanted to learn that time.

Signature's the thing
that they get off on.

You know, like a flourish.

You know, certain kind of pipe,
certain mix of powders.

Like the Unabomber. He always used
something wooden in his bombs.

I mean, I don't know.
I mean, these guys,

they think they're artists or something,
so they sign their work.

And you think by putting
these last pieces together

you might find the signature?

Yeah.

See, sometimes
the design itself is unique.

So once we do put it all together,

we can compare it to other exemplars
in our evidence database

and see if the bomb
was built by somebody

we may have already come across.

-What?
-If there was another piece like this...

No, I tried it. It doesn't fit.

No, it could have been
part of a longer rod

that fit through the top
and went all the way through.

Tetris.

-Damn it.
-What? Did I mess something up?

No. No, no, Garcia.

You nailed it.

I know who built this bomb.

The guy's doing life in federal prison.

Morgan e-mailed these over.

The three on the left
are the bombs from yesterday.

The one on the right's from the
evidence room at Quantico.

REID: They're all identical.
Made with steel reinforcement rods.

Adrian Bale.

Who?

HOTCH: He held our agents in
a standoff in Boston last year.

He took out six agents
and a hostage with one of his bombs.

-So you're thinking he's behind this?
-Possibly.

But he's in prison.

He's got kind of a cult following,
like Charles Manson.

It could just be a copycat.

MORRISON:
There's one way to find out.

-Let's put the screws to this guy.
-No, no, no. Bale's too smart.

If we want information from him,
we have to handle him carefully,

and even then you have to assume
that road will lead nowhere.

You're saying the connection to Bale
doesn't help us at all?

No. I'm just saying let us handle Bale.

Look, we just heard
from local Texas P.D.

You were right
about Clurman's nephew.

He admitted the bomb stuff was his,

which is great for the Clurmans
but it leaves us with zero suspects.

So what do you suggest
my men do now?

Proceed from the profile.

I didn't know we had a profile.

When we're dealing with a bomber,

we're talking about someone
who's non-confrontational.

If you bumped into him in a café,
he'd apologize.

I'm so sorry! I didn't...

Even if it wasn't his fault.

We would classify this bomber
as highly organized

based on the meticulous design
of his bombs.

It means above-average intelligence.

He probably has a skilled job, a trade.
One that allows him to work alone.

That's how he was able
to make a sophisticated device

without raising suspicion.

Furniture maker, jeweler, et cetera.

-Background in explosives?
-No, not necessarily.

You're thinking about a type
who likes to blow things up.

Gives them an emotional
or sexual release.

Death, secondary.

-Then what's this guy doing?
-Murdering.

Bombs? Just weapons.

And these attacks,
they are not random.

WORTHY: Well, how do you know that?

By process of elimination.

We know bombers fall

into a discrete number of categories
according to motive.

There's the terrorist,
whose aim is to spread fear.

We'd expect him to strike
in a populous area, like a subway.

There's the politically
motivated bomber.

He makes a statement
by choosing a symbolic target,

like an abortion clinic.

Then there's our UnSub.

He made bombs designed to kill,
and he chose his victims

specifically by
placing the bombs at their stoops.

That tells us he has a direct motive.

Statistically, he bombs for profit
or to conceal a crime.

And it tells us
how we're going to find him.

Through the people he killed.

Somewhere among the three victims
there is a direct motive.

-Keep digging.
-HOTCH: Thanks.

If you have any questions,
we'll be around.

You'll be around. I'll be in prison.

Somebody's got to talk to Bale.

Detective Morrison? How's it going?

We're combing through
all the investors in the land deal.

Got a couple of suspects
who fit the profile.

We're gonna talk to them.

Okay. Well, if you need anything,
just let us know.

Right.

How we doing?

Frustrated.

I can't see why anyone
would want to kill a little old lady

who collects cats and coins.

Unless somebody wanted the coins.

I spent a good chunk of my childhood

looking for a 1944 penny
worth thousands.

Yeah, so I was a little bit of a nerd.
Is that so surprising?

Not to me.

(PHONE RINGING)

-Morgan?
-Yeah.

I just got the lab results from
the powder residues on the bombs.

Ammonia nitrate, potassium chloride
and aluminum powder.

Nobody uses that mixture, Hotch.

-Nobody but Bale.
-That's right.

And the closer I look at these things,

the more they're the same.

Same weld patterns, same switch
assembly, same thread sizing.

It's weird, man.

This guy's not building bombs,
he's forging them.

That's the other reason I'm calling you.

Bale wrote addresses on his packages
in block letters with blue ink.

I'm thinking our guy's doing the same.

Okay. I'll set up a press conference,
make sure the public knows.

Thanks, Morgan.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Excuse me.

Hotchner.

Agent Halloway
F.B.I. Assistant Director

Look, obviously Bale
burned us pretty bad.

We just wanna make sure
if we're in a position

to make a deal with him
that you guys are willing to do it.

Well, I think that's premature.

We're not even sure
if Bale's involved yet.

And what if he is?

Are you sure you'd want to deal with
a guy who took out six of our agents?

Half of Florida is in a panic.
There might not be another choice.

Well, there has to be.

U.S. Penitentiary
ATLANTA, GEORGIA

GUARD: Bale. You have a visitor.

You know why I'm here?

This guy in Palm Beach, right?
The Palm Beach Bomber.

Somebody's got to
give him a better name.

He uses your bombs, your designs.

Well, he should be careful.

Those things are dangerous.

Adrian.

You can't fool me.

If you're involved in this in any way
and you do not help me,

I will make your life even worse
than it is now.

Oh, but no.

Actually, I can fool you
because I fooled you before.

And now there's another me out there.

Watching. Waiting.

We have new information
about the Palm Beach Bomber.

In addition to placing the bombs
in plain brown packages,

we have reason to believe
that the bomber

may handwrite the delivery addresses
on a plain white label.

Mommy, when's Daddy coming home?

He's got to get the beach house
ready for the next renters.

He'll be back tomorrow.

...should be examined carefully.

Especially if you don't recognize
the return address...

Have you unpacked your suitcase yet?

No. I'll go do it right now.

With your help, we should be able
to prevent any further casualties.

Thank you for your vigilance.

You were more ruthless
than I expected.

If you hadn't pushed that button,

you might've had
a chance at parole someday.

Yeah.

You know,
I've thought a lot about that day,

and there's one thing
I still can't understand.

You trusted me. Why?

-I never trusted you.
-You listened to me.

I made an error.

I calculated you wouldn't do it,
and you did.

Whatever you think,
I'm going to walk out of here,

and you never will.

Here's what I think.

Sending those agents into that
warehouse, it just doesn't make sense.

I mean, I've read your books.

I had all those things...
What did you call it?

A homicidal triad.

I even came from a broken family.
Classic sociopath.

So when I had the chance to kill
six agents, plus a hostage...

I mean, just because I gave myself up

doesn't mean that I was finished
with those people.

I still had the remote.
You... You should have known that.

The emotional release
I would feel by pressing that button...

Well, that was just a little too
overwhelming to pass up.

Why didn't you search me
before sending those agents in?

Why didn't you do your job,
Agent Gideon?

-Mommy, there's a present for you.
-A present?

-What does it look like?
-It's brown with blue letters.

Can I bring it to you?

No! No!

Keep holding on, baby.

The first thing we gotta do
is get the mother out of there.

-Okay.
-Got it.

Just keep holding on, okay?

-But it's heavy.
-I know.

I know, but you're doing
such a good job.

Hey, everything is going to be okay.

No, no. No body armor.
They don't want to scare the little girl.

-Just a few more minutes.
-Hear that? We're almost there.

-It's heavy. I can't hold it.
-I know. Yes, you can!

You're gonna have to
step back, ma'am.

Yes, you can.
I'm not leaving my daughter.

Okay, you need to trust me. Okay.

Okay now, sweetie. Don't move, okay?
Don't move, sweetie.

-I'm going to come up and meet you.
-Such a good girl.

-Just a few more seconds, okay?
-TRACY: Just a few more minutes.

-I can't. I can't. It's heavy.
-Yes, you can.

-You're doing great, sweetie.
-It's slipping.

You're doing great. Hang on, hang on.

There. Almost there. Almost there.

-Come on.
-Okay, go! Go!

-Come here, baby.
-This way.

Right through here, ma'am.

Bale may be part of this,
but he's not in control of it.

If he were, he would have
taunted me with specifics.

So what's our next move?

I'll let Bale know
the UnSub's using his designs.

-Bait.
-Yeah, exactly.

If Bale wasn't part of it before,
he'll sure want to be part of it now.

I'm going to stay behind and monitor
his mail, calls, visitors,

any contact that he has
with the outside world.

Good. Even if he
doesn't know the UnSub,

he may want to try to contact him.

I might have something.

Barbara Keller was having trouble
insuring some coins she'd bought.

The insurance company thought
they might be fake.

So the insurance company's
blowing up annoying clients?

What if someone
sold her the fake coins?

She's on to him. He shuts her up.

Were these coins valuable enough
to kill over?

She told the insurance company she
thought they might be worth $12,000.

All right. Do you have any idea
who sold her the coins?

No. But she had an appointment
with a coin dealer scheduled,

I'm guessing to challenge
the insurance company's appraisal.

A guy named David Walker.

So, maybe he can help us figure out
who sold her the coins.

(PHONE RINGING)

Office of Supreme Genius Puzzle
Solver. Do you have a riddle for me?

REID: I found out Bale's been
accessing the Internet

by getting around a firewall that's
set up on a prison library computer.

-The guy even has an e-mail address.
-Sneaky bastard.

Yeah, he's headed to the library right
now, maybe to contact the UnSub.

Now, is there a way to possibly monitor
his keystrokes while he's online?

I can send him a virus,

but he'll have to open the e-mail
for it to work.

Let's do it.

-What do you want in the subject line?
-Let's think.

-Something that'll make him open it.
-Yeah.

He's impotent. Something that will
make him feel in control.

I got something.

We got this guy's number.

He's visited six porn sites
in the past half hour.

-Anything else?
-Hold on.

He's posting to a message board.

Looks like some sort of site
for bomb enthusiasts.

"To all my friends out there, beware.
They are onto you."

We need the names of everyone

who's been on that message board
in the past month.

REID: 186 e-mails.

Through the ISP,
we were able to track down the names

and some of the addresses,
but none of them are in Palm Beach.

How about occupations?

Wasn't a required field, so really
only about a third of them are filled in.

Well, the UnSub takes pride
in his work. He would fill it in.

You're right. Let's see.

We have trucker, physician,
antiquities dealer,

store owner, orderly...

Wait.

-Antiquities dealer?
-Yeah. Why? What is it?

Personally, I couldn't think of anything
more boring than coins and old papers.

-Are you single?
-Yes.

I have a word of advice:
don't marry the first guy that proposes.

I wanted a pool table back there,

but David insisted
on making it his workshop.

Hey, Reid. Okay, shoot.

"David..."

Elle.

I gotta call you back.

-What's he up to now?
-Well, it sounds like a car.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

I hope he's not committing suicide.
I won't be able to collect life insurance.

-Yeah?
-Elle? It's him!

It's Walker!

Get out of the way!

You okay?

-Yeah, I'm all right, but Mrs. Walker...
-Yeah, guy's a real peach.

Morrison's got a countywide search
out for the car.

Uniforms are going to try to find out
where his haunts are,

and ATF should be here any minute.

You sure you're all right?

Mrs. Walker said her husband
spent most of his time in the garage.

Let's check it out.

-We got the organized part right.
-What's this?

I've seen this. It's for electroplating.

-Look at the date on the coin.
-It's half gone.

He was using this to build up the metal

so he could
change the dates on the coins.

-To increase the value.
-Exactly.

Like what he did
with Barbara Keller's coins.

Look over here. Check this out.

HOTCH: "The best."

So this is why
he chose to use Bale's design.

He was working on something.

Make sure Morrison tells your officers
that this guy is smart, dangerous,

and he has absolutely nothing to lose.

(HUMMING)

-You ready to do some work?
-Why not?

I haven't slept this week.
I might as well give up eating, too.

Poor baby.

Try not to let the tears hit the paper.
It gets a little messy.

What are they?

These are e-mails from Bale's account.

-Reid forwarded them to me.
-What are we looking for?

Well, right now,
this guy Walker's in the wind.

So we gotta look at him
from every angle,

see if we can figure out his next move.

Signature behavior.

If Walker got bomb-making tips
from Bale,

then maybe he got tips on
staying clear of the cops.

Somebody's been taking notes.

Medical school, shmedical school.

Well, don't hurt yourself, Garcia.
Now find me something.

So far nothing from the search.

What do we know about Walker?

He's a quiet career criminal.

Spent four years in prison
for a series of forged cheques

when he was in his early 20s.
He's now 46.

For the past 18 years,

he owned a store which sold coins,
maps and historical documents.

We raided the place as soon as
you gave us Walker's name.

Most of his inventory was fake.
Forgeries valued in the millions.

But the walls
had started to close in on him.

We talked to some of his clients,
and he was in debt up to his ears

and promising stuff
he didn't have time to forge.

Then Barbara Keller found out that
the coins he had sold her were fake.

She threatened to out him.

And if she had, all of the forgeries
would've been discovered.

-He would have done 20 years.
-So he had to shut her up?

He planted all those bombs
just to kill one little old lady?

And to throw us off, he made it look
like it was much bigger than it was.

WORTHY: You hear me?
I said stop now!

-Please. Help me.
-Everyone, back! Now!

We need bomb squad in here!

Please. It's not me.

Don't come any closer.

Put your hands up
and walk slowly back out.

-I can't. He'll kill me.
-Who will?

I don't know.

He held a gun to me, put this on me.

He said you'll know who he is.

-Well, what does he want?
-A helicopter, a passport.

He's watching.

Once he gets what he wants he's got
instructions to defuse the bomb.

-Walker's close by.
-Let's get snipers around the perimeter.

Let's get snipers on the roof.

Hey, we understand,
and we're not going to leave you.

Please. Take it off.

Well, we need to figure out
how the bomb's put together first.

MORRISON: Tracy, you're in.

(WHIMPERING)

This is a really sophisticated device.

It looks like it was probably made
by a master bomb maker,

which means tampering
with any part of it could set it off.

So there's no way to just
cut the whole thing off of him?

Well, not without cutting these wires.

See how they're threaded
all around the collar?

They could be booby-trapped,

or there could be
a hidden secondary trigger.

How do we find out?

Without knowing how this thing is put
together, it's going to take a while.

I'll have to x-ray it, try to figure out
which are the real triggers.

But I don't think there's enough time.

-What do you mean?
-There's a timer.

We've only got about three hours left.

What is it?

-We need to go outside.
-No.

He said he would kill me
if I went back out.

He made sure I told you that.

-Then we need to isolate you.
-Why?

There's nothing you can do?
Is there anything?

-OFFICER ON PA: Red alert!
-Let's go! Move out! Move out!

ELLE: I don't get it.

If this guy's a hostage, then why hasn't
Walker tried to negotiate with us?

Maybe he's scared, or maybe he hasn't
figured out what his next move is yet.

We have a bead on Walker.

A sniper spotted him in his scope.

He's sitting in an office building
across the street.

It looks like a storage room
with a small window facing us.

-We could surprise him.
-That's a good idea.

If he feels cornered,
he might give himself up.

Why do you say that?

Because bombers
are generally cowards.

I'll take a team in, and we'll go in
through the back of the building.

This feels wrong to me.

Why would Walker let himself
be found so easily?

-He wants to be found.
-Why?

-To negotiate.
-Yeah, but then we lose

the element of surprise.

Well, hopefully we catch him off-guard,

and he gives himself up immediately.

If not, we take a hard line and make
him feel like he's got no way out.

Remember, we have to take him alive.

Walker's the only
who can defuse the necklace bomb.

-Everybody ready?
-Yes, sir. Let's do it.

-We're entering the building.
-GIDEON: Be careful.

At the very least
we know he's got a gun.

Copy that.

We're approaching the door now.

Copy that.

So, bombers are cowards, huh?

Yeah, every last one of them.

David Walker? Federal agents.

Federal agents!

-Walker, freeze!
-Okay. Please. Don't shoot.

Show yourself. Show yourself!

-I'll shoot up the whole room.
-Okay.

All right. Now, put your hands
where I can see them.

-I can't do that.
-Then I'll shoot.

My hand's on the remote.
I told you what I want.

The passport, the helicopter, the flight.

Walker, listen to me.

You're at the top
of the FBI's Most Wanted list.

I think you're smart enough to realize
there's no way we're letting you go.

But here's my counter-offer,
a chance to get out of here alive.

All you have to do is give yourself up.

Just slide the gun across the floor.
You have until three. One.

You wouldn't let the hostage die.

You want to find out?
Don't give yourself up. Two.

Okay. Okay.

I'm coming out. Don't shoot.

(PHONE RINGING)

-Yeah.
-Gideon, it's me.

I just found an e-mail
Bale sent Walker two days ago.

Listen to this.

"My only regret is giving myself up,
and for what?

"To be stuck in a cage
the rest of my life.

"Don't make my mistake.

"If they catch you, whatever you do,
don't let them keep you."

Now walk slowly towards me.

Let me see your hands, Walker.

Walker's not a bomber. He's a forger.

Get out of there now! Now!

Go, go! Everybody, out!
Go, go, go, go, go!

HOTCH: We're fine.
Everybody made it out.

Everybody but Walker.

-Is the hostage okay?
-He's fine. For now.

-How much time do we have?
-Two hours, 24 minutes.

With Walker dead,
I'm all out of options.

I've got one.

GUARD: Bale.

We'll start with a transfer.

You're in a high-security facility now.
We can get you medium.

No. I want out of prison.
A mental facility.

You're asking for something
we wouldn't give a bank robber.

There are minimum-security facilities...

I don't care.

I want to be able to talk to people
who aren't prisoners.

I want to have access
to people, things, the world.

I want to connect again.

All right.

One more thing,
without which there is no deal.

What is it?

I want you to confess.

I want you to admit
that I beat you in Boston,

that I outsmarted you.

I want you to apologize to the families
of those six victims you got killed.

And I want it all in writing.

Jason, that's enough.

If I do this,
you'll tell me how to defuse the bomb?

Only if you do this.

-How do I know you won't lie to me?
-It's all in writing, Agent Gideon.

If my client
refuses to give you the information,

or if he gives you information
he knows to be untruthful,

the deal is void.

I wanna hear it.

-There was a hostage situation, and...
-No.

Don't read it. Say it.

There was a hostage situation.

I negotiated with Bale.

He agreed to give himself up.

He came out
of the warehouse peacefully.

I gave the okay
to send six of my agents in and,

and they never came out.

It was a mistake.

It was my mistake. I was...

I was outfoxed by Mr. Bale.

By you.

I sincerely regret
having made the decision

to send those agents in that day.

And I sincerely regret and apologize

to the families
of all those who died that day.

Four more minutes.

Okay.

I've isolated the wires
connected to the actual device.

We've got one shot at this.
It's either the blue wire or the red wire.

GIDEON: Which do we cut, Bale?
Red or blue?

Red.

You know if you're lying and this thing
goes boom, you get nothing, right?

Yes.

If we cut the red, it's over?

You get to spend your time
in a cushy asylum,

bushes, trees, visits, nurses,
and we get this man out of here alive.

I don't see how I could be any clearer.

TRACY: Seventeen seconds.

-Red wire, right?
-Yes.

Cut the blue.

-TRACY: Are you sure?
-Do it.

All right. Shouldn't take long
to cut this thing off now.

Thank you. Thank you.

How'd you know?

And the emotional release
I would feel by pressing that button...

Well, that was just a little too
overwhelming to pass up.

He told me.

He said given the opportunity to press
that button, he'd have no choice.

All I did was take his word for it.

(INMATES HECKLING)

Despite the fact you lied to us
and your deal is void,

I made sure to tell all your friends here

how extremely willing you were to give
up information on your fellow inmates.

You're a rare bird, Adrian.

I can't tell you how much pleasure I get

just knowing
I put you in this little tiny cage.

You might even call it
an emotional release.