Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 12, Episode 8 - Scarecrow - full transcript
The team heads to Yakima, Washington when the remains of a dozen people are found along a creek bed.
Help!
Please! Someone!
Come on!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Please! Please, help!
Save me, please!
Oh, thank you! Thank you!
Oh, thank you, thank you.
911. What's your emergency?
Sir, please! Please! Please help me!
No, wait! No, you see me.
Please!
I want to get this son of a bitch.
I can't let him win.
You are preaching to the converted.
Peter Lewis isn't just a
distraction, he's a terrorist.
No doubt. Scratch waged
war against the BAU.
But if you have any ideas as to who
might help us win the next battle,
now's the time to share.
You must have a secret
weapon somewhere in there.
Well, I made an offer.
I'm expecting a response tomorrow.
My fingers are crossed it'll be a yes.
No, I'm not gonna give you a name.
Not yet. I don't want to jinx it.
But I can tell you this agent's
been with the Bureau nearly 20 years,
and we met on a case for Interpol.
Well, if you think
they'll fit in with us,
that's all I need to know.
I do.
Does anyone know when agent
fill-in-the-blank is gonna start?
Because I cannot begin my detailed,
rumor-based background check
without a name.
You couldn't find anything
out with all your super powers?
Oh, ha ha, newbie.
It's not like I haven't tried.
I checked with
all the mes in other units
to see if any of their
agents are transferring over.
Nobody knows diddley-squat.
Well, I feel like Emily's been
poring over these resumes forever.
I mean, the brass has to
approve a new agent soon, right?
All I know is, whoever he or
she is, they'd better be nice.
That is the most important thing to me.
To all of us.
Amen. So whoever this
well-qualified mystery person is,
I say once they join,
we change our name
from The Magnificent 7 to The Awesome 8.
Huh? It's perfect.
Maybe. Well...
I don't know.
I'm declaring a dictatorship.
You guys don't get a vote.
Especially you, newbie.
Sorry, guys, no news,
but we have a case.
What?
Oh, yeah, we do. This isn't good.
Any news on the new agent?
Oh. Radio silence.
Let's get started.
Ok, last night in Yakima, Washington,
police received multiple 911 phone calls
from the same neighborhood.
They all reported a woman
pounding on the door,
screaming for help.
She was hysterical.
They received 5 calls
in less than 5 minutes.
Let me guess...
Not one person
opened their door to help her.
Sad commentary on our
times, but understandable.
A stranger at your door could be a ruse
to get into your home to rob you.
Or worse.
All of the callers described the woman
as being in her mid-20s
and scantily clad.
One even called her a prostitute.
Said that a hooded figure
grabbed her off the street,
was driving a dark-colored car.
So we have an abduction.
It appears so, but that not
the only reason they called us.
Right, because when the local police
were looking for the missing woman,
they uncovered the remains
of two female victims
on the bank of a nearby creek.
One was skeletonized, and the
other was in a burlap sack.
She'd been dead for 3 weeks.
She also has barbed wire
wrapped around her waist.
She being Debra McDermott,
27, from Moxee, Washington.
Ran away from home at 16,
multiple arrests for prostitution.
Given the witness statements
for the current missing woman,
I'd say our unsub's got a type.
Any idea on the skeleton?
No, not yet.
But her date of death is
estimated to be 3 years ago.
3 years and now 3 weeks.
What are the odds he remained
dormant between victims?
We should look into recent
local prison releases
that match that timeframe.
I'll search that now.
He could have been sublimating
his urges by reliving the kills.
Maybe he found a job or a
relationship that satisfied him.
If either went sour, that could
have triggered his killing again.
The only thing we know for certain
is we have two dead victims
and a missing woman
who's still out there.
Wheels up in 20.
Go on. Go on.
There it is. There it is.
“God sometimes takes us into
troubled waters,
not to drown us, but to cleanse us.”
Unknown.
The unsub's probably using burlap bags
to easily transport his victims.
You know, burlap's
an interesting choice.
It could also be a
forensic countermeasure.
How so?
Despite its strength, the natural fibers
in burlap break down with groundwater,
exposing the bodies to the elements,
so decomposition happens sooner,
and IDing the bodies would
be harder if not impossible.
So it's exactly what
the unsub would want.
By burying his victims, he's been
able to go undetected for years.
Crime-fighters, I've
ID'd our abducted woman.
Her name is Cheryl “Cherry” Rollins,
25, of Yakima, Washington,
and you were right,
she's a working girl.
How'd they I.D. her?
One of her friends reported her missing,
and I matched a 911 call that
mentioned a very distinctive
and eponymous tattoo on her decolletage.
That means she has a
tattoo of cherries on her...
Yeah. We got it.
Garcia, send us everything
you have on Cherry Rollins,
and tell the Yakima P.D. that
we'll need to talk to her friends.
Copy.
Two out of his 3 victims
are known prostitutes,
so it speaks to his
lack of social skills.
When we land, Tara,
head to the dump site,
JJ, Alvez, talk to the M.E.,
and the rest of us will
set up at the local P.D.
Agent Prentiss, I'm Captain
Ferreri. Thanks for coming in.
Of course.
This is Agent Rossi and Dr. Reid.
Well, it turns out that
friend of Cherry Rollins
doesn't want to come in to talk.
Probably allergic to police stations.
We'll go out and find her.
Sure thing. In the meantime,
we'll set you up in here.
We'll need to see your files
on all the women reported
missing from the area.
Well, “reported” is the key word.
A lot of the time their own family
members don't report them gone.
Most of the missing are
runaways, transients, drug addicts.
They don't leave much of a paper trail.
We'll take what you have.
If he was hiring his
victims before killing them,
we need to figure out
how they were hooking up.
Well, most of the prostitution arrests
happen up on North First Street.
Nowadays, prostitution is
very much an online industry.
Who needs a pimp when you have Wi-Fi?
Yeah, but he was
probably smart enough to avoid
using the Internet smartphone
apps that leave a trail.
Could he be using a burner phone
and a stolen credit card
to hire call girls?
It's possible.
Garcia, are you there?
Yes, on every level of consciousness.
How may I serve?
Do Cherry Rollins or Debra McDermott
have their own websites
advertising their services?
Probing into the belly of the beast now.
And... Oh, there are a
lot of enterprising women,
but I don't see anything
for Debra or Cherry.
I am finding a zero frills
listing of local women
available for, quote,
“no strings attached sex.”
Are they on it?
Maybe. It's gonna take a second, though,
because these women all use nicknames,
and most of their photos
are only showcasing certain body parts.
- Let us know if you find anything.
- Roger that.
Captain, tell us about the creek
where the bodies were found.
Wyler's Creek. It's isolated,
had an unexpected
flash flood 3 days ago.
That's probably what
unearthed the two bodies.
I'd like to set up a
coordinated search grid
for the creek and surrounding area.
I'll get my people on it right away.
Thank you, captain.
Are you thinking he dumped
Cherry at the creek already?
I hope not.
She's been missing less than 12 hours.
We don't know how long he keeps victims
before killing them.
But we do know she was
in fight-or-flight mode
when he caught her. Hopefully that
adrenaline is keeping her alive.
Why are you doing this?
What do you want? Please.
Why did you bring me here?
Answer me, please.
Please, you don't have to do this.
Please!
Our Jane Doe has nicks on her
sternum, clavicle, and rib cage.
C.O.D. was likely exsanguination
due to multiple penetrating wounds,
probably from a pair
of scissors or shears.
Any chance of IDing her through DNA?
It's all on file. I have
to call in a forensic artist
to do a facial reconstruction.
Well, it's been 3 years. Hopefully
someone will recognize her.
Now, what about Debra McDermott,
the victim from 3 weeks ago?
She had deep penetrating
stab wounds as well.
He didn't hesitate.
Her left eye socket looks broken.
And her pelvis.
His rage is escalating.
Any signs of sexual assault?
Decomposition is too great to tell.
However, look at this.
Puncture wounds consistent
with barbed wire.
Yes. Both victims had strands
of it around their bodies.
It could be a restraint or torture.
Or some kind of ritual.
Hey, baby, you want to go out?
- Yeah, look, it's the cops.
- Right. Come on.
Ladies, relax. We're
not trying to jam you up.
Lori Johnson?
Yeah?
Hi. We're from the FBI.
You reported Cherry Rollins missing?
FBI's here about Cherry?
She's really in trouble, isn't she?
You wouldn't be here if she wasn't.
Well, that's what we're
trying to find out.
You two were friends?
This is our spot.
We hang out together.
You get to know a girl that way.
What type of person is she?
Thank you.
Most people, they
don't see us as people.
They think what we do is who we are.
Like I planned to do this for a living.
No way. Me and Cherry, we got plans.
Plans?
Yeah. We're gonna open up a nail salon.
It was her idea.
She's always coming up
with them, like, uh...
Like once she said we
didn't need pimps no more,
that we could look out for each other.
How'd that go over?
I got beat good when I told my man.
But, uh, Cherry said we gotta be strong.
She got some of the
other girls to do it, too.
Did she ever talk about a
customer who made her afraid?
We're talking about a really bad guy,
someone who might be threatening
girls with scissors or a knife.
No. I mean, you get your
weirdos now and then,
but word gets around real
quick about a creep like that.
But, uh, sometimes you don't
know they got a bad attitude
until you're alone with them.
You told the police that
you didn't get a good look
at the last customer who
picked up Cherry that night.
I never seen that car before.
I should've paid more attention.
It's my fault.
Um, she's got a...
She's got a little boy, Christopher.
He lives with Cherry's grandma.
Not many people know
about him, but, uh...
He's what keeps her going.
Whatever money she makes,
she send to her grandmother
to raise that boy.
She loves him more than anything.
You gotta find her.
This place is off the beaten path.
It must mean something to the unsub.
Yeah, well, I bet he
didn't plan on it flooding
and uncovering his secrets.
Man plans and God smiles, hmm?
Yeah.
Well, it's a good thing we're
getting a new member of the team.
Prentiss was unit chief
at Interpol, right?
Mm-hmm.
I'm thinking the new agent
will probably come from
foreign counterintelligence.
It's only natural she'd
want to hire a profiler
she's worked with before.
Yeah, I think she
wants what we all want,
an agent who's the best at what they do
and will help us hunt down Scratch.
Personally, I'll be happy
not to be the new guy anymore.
Whoever comes in gets that title
and Garcia can stop calling me newbie.
Oh, no, see, she is a creature of habit.
I think you're stuck
with that one, newbie.
JJ, I've got something.
Yeah, me, too.
Hey. Over here.
There you are.
I was getting lonely.
Listen, you told me your
name when we were in the car,
but I'm real lousy with names.
What is it again?
We can do this. Whatever
you want, just say it.
Tell me how you like it, babe.
No! No!
No! No! No!
Hey, hey! We don't have to.
Not if you don't want to.
We could talk instead.
Is this your farm?
Did you grow up here?
Me, I... I grew up in Union Gap.
Hey, it's gonna be ok.
I got a little boy.
He's 5. Whenever he's upset or scared,
sometimes we go for a walk.
You and me, we could do that.
Huh? We could go for a
walk and we could do that.
I'm not a little boy.
No! Please, Dad.
Don't make me.
Daddy, don't make me do it!
Take your team to
section 2-G, south embankment.
Ground-penetrating radar
equipment just arrived.
JJ?
Where?
We're on our way.
Let me guess.
JJ and Alvez just found two more bodies.
With the number of remains
we've unearthed here,
we're getting into double digits.
This unsub didn't wait
3 years between kills.
No. He's been at it the whole time.
It's like the Green River
killings all over again.
Yeah. New York's got
a similar serial killer
operating along the
beach on Long Island.
Multiple victims, most
of the sex workers,
and some of them wrapped in burlap.
They haven't caught that guy.
Well, maybe he moved out here.
Garcia can look into
overlap on the timeline.
Agents.
If I had to guess, I'd say the victim
Agent Jareau found was
killed at least 5 years ago.
5?
We thought the earliest
victim was from 3 years ago.
What about her?
She was stabbed like the others.
Based on decomp, it appears
she was killed recently.
I'd say 10 days ago.
Allison Carson, 24.
Family reported her missing 10 days ago.
So the unsub didn't hold
Allison for any length of time.
He killed her and most
likely all of his victims
right after meeting them.
We have evidence that some of
the victims have bled out here.
And we've disturbed his
burial and killing grounds.
He's not coming back.
It means he's probably
keeping Cherry Rollins
alive in a secluded place
while he looks for a new site.
Or until his need to kill
again becomes too great.
Look at how he's wrapped the
burlap and barbed wire around her.
I know what he's doing.
We should deliver the profile.
We are looking for a white
male, 30 to 40 years old,
who's been targeting female sex workers.
He appears to be
a mission-oriented moral enforcer
who may be forcing his
victims to wear a cilice
made of of burlap and
fastened with barbed wire.
What's a cilice?
Originally it was a
garment made of coarse cloth
or animal hair, used in
some religious traditions
to induce pain or discomfort
as a sign of repentance and atonement.
He may be projecting his own
sexual desires onto his victims.
He's punishing them because
he wants to have sex with them,
but because of his
upbringing, he can't or won't.
His use of barbed wire
could be a way of inflicting
more punishment on his
victims before killing them.
His guilt-ridden love
map was likely formed
during his childhood and adolescence.
He might have grown up in
a conservative household
and had a parent or teacher
that was strict and overbearing.
He's driving a dark-colored car and
cruising the streets for his victims.
But because he has been able to dispose
of his victims undetected for
years, he's comfortable here.
He most likely lives
or works in the area.
Sex workers should be warned
and advised to use caution.
And until we find Cherry Rollins,
we will be maintaining round-the-clock
police presence here at the creek.
Thank you.
The unsub must know we're here.
You have to wonder what
effect it's having on him.
Unfortunately, it just
may send him over the edge.
And if it does, what
does that mean for Cherry?
You're upset.
Parents, they can do
a real number on you.
I should know.
My mom ran off when I was 10.
Left me behind with an uncle.
When he was done with me,
he passed me around to his buddies.
So what did your daddy make you do?
Shut up!
Don't you talk about him.
Do as I say, boy.
Aah!
Cherry Rollins was 12 when
she was put into foster care
after reports of physical abuse at home.
At 15 she dropped out of school
and she's been on her own ever since.
The way Cherry's friend
talked about her,
it made her sound like she
has a lot of street smarts.
And the fact that she
organized other prostitutes
despite the threat of
violence from their pimps...
That sort of life takes
strong survival skills...
You need the ability to size up any
situation, act quickly, think on your feet.
Cherry's probably talked herself
out of trouble more than once.
Not to mention she's a mother.
It's gonna keep her fighting.
We can rule out the Long Island
serial killer as our unsub.
Garcia found definite overlap between
the East Coast and Yakima victims.
Ok. The cilice, the barbed wire,
disposal of the bodies
in burlap bags near water,
that all indicates ritualistic behavior.
There are no markings on the burlap
and nothing special
about the barbed wire.
You can buy both of
them just about anywhere.
Yeah, they're universally found
on farms, ranches, garden centers.
The local Public Works
Department could be using
burlap sacks for help
with road flooding.
You said the cilice has a
religious connection, huh?
Maybe our unsub's a
member of the clergy.
Opus Dei. It's connected to
the Roman Catholic Church.
It's frowned upon, but some members
still practice
mortification of the flesh.
Currently there are 60 Opus
Dei centers in 19 U.S. cities,
but none in Washington state.
It might be someone
just fascinated by or
obsessed with medieval torture.
Garcia?
Let me dazzle you with my brilliance.
We're looking for individuals
or groups in the area
that may practice
corporal mortification.
Corporal what, come again?
Basically it involves
causing yourself physical pain
in the search for spiritual growth.
Seriously? Has no one
heard of meditation?
Go on.
Check social media sites,
religious groups, self-help blogs,
anyone who's using burlap,
barbed wire, and water
or a combination of the 3
in their quest for
penance and self-sacrifice.
Ok. I got a local thing
called Tue Believers, sort
of a loose-knit faith group
that subscribes to fasting, abstinence,
and ritual cleansing in order
to live a righteous life.
Do they have a headquarters in Yakima?
I wouldn't call it that. More like
they meet in someone's living room.
We need an address and
a membership roster.
Coming right up.
Alvez, Reid, go see if you can talk
to this group's leader. Maybe
our unsub is one of the faithful.
So the creek's been thoroughly searched.
We're confident there
aren't any more bodies.
So this victim from 5 years
ago is most likely his first.
All right, what can you tell me?
Well, she's probably
in her early to mid-20s,
about 5'5”, with healthy bone density
and excellent dental work.
That's not something you
normally see in a prostitute.
She was also stabbed at least 50 times,
more than any of the other victims.
Overkill. He probably knew her.
She may even be the
original focus of his rage.
Uh, was this found with her remains?
Yeah.
Well, whatever was inside are long gone.
We'll try and I.D. her
through dental work.
Another artist facial reconstruction.
Wow. You are a brave man, Rossi.
Desperate times call
for desperate measures.
Something on your mind?
I just can't stop thinking about
Scratch's attack on my family.
I was just too distracted
to be much help.
No. Don't even go there.
If we'd caught him then, we wouldn't
be trying to hire another agent now.
Emily wanted to add someone
before he attacked you and your brother.
Scratch made it personal again,
which only expedited her search.
Yeah, I suppose.
But the good news is
we know his pattern.
He'll go quiet because he needs the time
to plan his next assault on us.
Yeah. And then we can use his
meticulous nature against him
and it'll give us time
to get ahead of his plan.
Absolutely.
What was that about desperate times?
Turns out I'm not that desperate.
I pray that each of your
stories ends on a happy note.
Happy note, happy note.
Oh, dear.
Yeah, Garcia.
I come bearing sad news
of the sleuthing kind.
That gold locket
belonged to Wendy Baldwin,
local girl. She was 20 years old
when she went missing
5 years ago this month.
Well, the timeline matches up.
Who reported her missing?
Her parents, Gary and Anne Baldwin.
They own a local feed and supply store.
Was Wendy involved in prostitution?
No. There's no sign of that.
Any drug use? Behavioral problems?
Not that I can see.
What I can see is that
she was on the Dean's list
at her college.
She was the treasurer of her 4-H,
and she worked at her family business.
Thanks, Penelope.
Anytime, anything, anywhere.
Wendy was his first victim.
Because of the overkill,
we said he probably knew her.
Yeah, he didn't pick
her up on the streets,
and they most likely
met at school or work.
Well, if that's the case,
the Baldwins might have an
idea as to who that could be.
We're so sorry for
your loss, Mrs. Baldwin.
I know this is difficult, but, uh,
can we ask you a few more questions?
Was Wendy having problems or arguing
with anyone before she disappeared?
A friend, a classmate,
or customer at the store?
No, nothing like that.
She would have mentioned it.
Did she have a boyfriend?
Some of the local boys would
take her out to the movies
or out for a burger, but that was it.
So nothing serious?
She was too busy with school.
She was gonna be a vet,
set up a practice in town and...
She kept a picture of Sonny, our dog,
and Jojo, her pet pig, in her locket.
She loved animals and helping people.
My husband and I would joke that...
Some of the customers
would order supplies
that they didn't really need
so they could talk to Wendy.
Mrs. Baldwin, could we take a
look at your customer records?
I guess that would be ok.
I'm sorry, we haven't gone digital.
No problem.
But you really don't think
that one of our neighbors
killed our daughter, do you?
Hi, Mom. I was gonna call you a
little bit later. How are you...
What?
Who's missing?
No, Mom.
Pat and Grace live in Las Vegas.
You're in Houston,
at the Anderson clinic.
We moved there last month, remember?
Yeah, in Texas.
Absolutely. A nap sounds
like a really great idea.
Why don't you get a little bit of rest
and I'm gonna call you back later, ok?
All right. I love you.
Is everything all right?
It's my mom.
She was confused.
There she was and she was convinced
that her friends had been kidnapped.
She wanted us to investigate.
Spence, I'm sorry.
This was my biggest fear,
you know, about getting
her into the clinical trial.
I think she's getting a placebo.
But you said she was getting better.
She was. Or I... I was... I don't know,
I was fooling myself into thinking that.
Maybe I wanted to believe it so much
that I was experiencing
the placebo effect, too.
Is there anything I can do?
I don't know.
I'm sorry.
Please, no.
Please.
Please, no. My son needs me.
Please, I don't want him
to grow up like his father!
Remember what your father did to you?
Fornicator!
Who's your dirty little whore?
- Carly! She's not...
- Shut up!
Girls like that are diseased, unclean,
they will lead you
down into the darkness
where your soul will be
damned for all eternity.
You hear me?!
- Put it on.
- No!
Do as I say, boy.
Leave me alone.
Christopher, I'm so sorry.
Mommy's so sorry. I love you so much.
I hope you know that.
Maybe one day you'll understand
why I did what I had to do.
Please, God, take care
of my baby, please.
That's the last box of customer
records from the Baldwin store.
- Thanks, Terry.
- Yep.
You sure you don't need any help
going through all this material?
I'm ok. Thanks, though.
Suit yourself.
Hi, Mom. I was gonna call you a
little bit later. How are you...
What?
No, Mom.
Pat and Grace live in Las Vegas.
You're in Houston, at
the Anderson clinic.
You moved there last month, remember?
What did your father make you do?
You can tell me.
Atone.
He would take me out to the cornfield...
_
Leave me there.
Wouldn't come back until the next day.
Aah!
I'm sorry that he did that to you.
But you found a way to survive.
Sometimes that's all we can do.
Going through the Baldwins records,
I found 3 customers who for years
bought supplies on a regular basis.
That all abruptly ended around the time
of Wendy Baldwin's disappearance.
The first is Bertram Foley.
Garcia, what have you got on him?
The Foley ranch raises
horses and grass-fed cattle,
and Mr. Fo... No, it's not him.
How do you know?
I don't mean to be unkind.
I'm sure he could do
all kinds of nefarious things,
but he's the spry age of
80 and in a wheelchair.
Let's see, next up we have Fred Haven.
Fred Haven. 35 years old,
was the owner of the Haven
orchards and apple farm.
Was?
Yeah. The bank foreclosed on it
one month before Wendy went missing.
Well, if Haven was
having money problems,
that could have been the stressor.
Ok. He and his wife filed
for divorce soon after.
That could have been the trigger.
Where's Haven now?
Uh...
Oh... he's serving 7 to 9 years
at the Federal Detention
Center at SeaTac.
Who does that leave?
Last up we have Kevin Decker.
Customer records show him
at the store every week.
I got a John Decker.
He owns a small farm
next to the Baldwin store.
Oh... his son, Kevin, is 28 years old.
The father's name sounds familiar.
What do we know about them, Garcia?
Father and son both live on a farm.
Wife Susan Decker died in childbirth.
Oh, snap. John Decker is
a member of true believers.
That's right. He was inactive.
Probably because the group
was more mainstream Bible study
and less fire and brimstone.
He might have felt they
weren't righteous enough for him
and took matters into his own hands.
- We need an address.
- Sending it.
Reid, find Lewis, get back up to
the creek in case he shows up there.
Wait. John Decker fell
of the grid 5 years ago.
No credit card activity, no phone calls,
he didn't even renew his driver's
license. He completely vanished.
Garcia, what color car
does Kevin Decker drive?
Dark blue.
I didn't want this kind of life.
I'm so ashamed.
You are?
I know I must atone.
Will you help me?
Y-yes.
Untie me.
And you can show me how.
Thank you.
I'm ready.
Aah!
Aah!
His father believed in
extremely humiliating punishment
and Kevin Decker suffered years of
physical and psychological abuse.
Thank you. According to Mrs. Baldwin,
Kevin told them his
father suffered a stroke
and moved to a nursing
facility out of state.
But Garcia couldn't
find any trace of him.
Kevin probably killed his father,
suffering a psychotic
break in the process.
Mrs. Baldwin also said their
daughter felt sorry for Kevin
and was about the only one
who was truly kind to him.
He could have mistaken her
kindness as sexual aggression.
It may have brought out
feelings of shame and guilt
over his desires for her.
So with his father's dogma
about morality in his head,
he kills Wendy, then
turns turns his rage
towards other women he views
as loose and amoral prostitutes.
No, no, please stop!
Please, no!
You have to be cleansed before you die.
Kevin Decker, FBI!
Stay where you are!
It's ok. It's ok. You're safe.
It's ok.
Kevin, we're coming in!
Kevin, put the shears down.
Do you know what I did?
We know what your father did to you.
I must atone.
Kevin, we can help you with that.
Just put the shears down.
Now, just put them down.
That's right.
Nice and easy.
I'm sorry.
No, Kevin!
No!
Go, go, go!
Coffee?
Oh, you are a lifesaver.
What's going on?
I need to take some time off.
Ok. When?
As soon as we get back.
I normally wouldn't do this,
especially with
everything we have going on
and the new agent,
but it's my mom.
I don't think the clinical
trials are helping her.
Spence, I'm so sorry.
I need to see for myself
what's happening in Houston,
and, you know, talk to the doctors,
try to figure out what's next.
As you should.
Listen, we'll be fine.
You take as long as you need.
Thank you.
I have one condition.
I need you to check in
every day, no matter what.
I need to know you're ok.
It's understood.
I don't...
I don't know how to fix this.
How long is Reid going to be in Houston?
I told him to take as long as
he needs to be with his mom.
It's gotta be tough on the kid.
I can only imagine.
Now, it's not too late.
Anybody else for a round at O'Keefe's?
I'm in.
I'm buyin'.
Buying what?
Drinks at O'Keefe's.
Huzzah. I'll go get my things.
Anybody know who this is?
Stephen?
I thought I'd check out where we
keep the paper clips around here.
You gotta be kidding me.
Stephen Walker, how you been?
Never better, Dave. Never better.
Is this your secret weapon?
Yeah. I told you I
didn't want to jinx it.
Everyone, I'd like you to meet
SSA Stephen Walker from the B.A.P.
Agent Prentiss knows this,
but I have followed and admired
the work of the BAU for years.
So when she called and
asked me to join the team,
the answer was easy.
So I take it this is a yes.
Well, I thought I'd call, but
they said you had just landed.
Let me be the first to welcome you.
Hey, you're forgetting something.
I'm forgetting nothing, newbie.
Told ya.
I only ask that you allow a day or two
before the hazing begins.
Oh, come on, a whole day?
Tough ask, boss.
Welcome aboard, Stephen.
I appreciate that.
Luke Alvez.
Hello, Luke.
Hey. JJ.
“Sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together.”
Marilyn Monroe.
Please! Someone!
Come on!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help!
Please! Please, help!
Save me, please!
Oh, thank you! Thank you!
Oh, thank you, thank you.
911. What's your emergency?
Sir, please! Please! Please help me!
No, wait! No, you see me.
Please!
I want to get this son of a bitch.
I can't let him win.
You are preaching to the converted.
Peter Lewis isn't just a
distraction, he's a terrorist.
No doubt. Scratch waged
war against the BAU.
But if you have any ideas as to who
might help us win the next battle,
now's the time to share.
You must have a secret
weapon somewhere in there.
Well, I made an offer.
I'm expecting a response tomorrow.
My fingers are crossed it'll be a yes.
No, I'm not gonna give you a name.
Not yet. I don't want to jinx it.
But I can tell you this agent's
been with the Bureau nearly 20 years,
and we met on a case for Interpol.
Well, if you think
they'll fit in with us,
that's all I need to know.
I do.
Does anyone know when agent
fill-in-the-blank is gonna start?
Because I cannot begin my detailed,
rumor-based background check
without a name.
You couldn't find anything
out with all your super powers?
Oh, ha ha, newbie.
It's not like I haven't tried.
I checked with
all the mes in other units
to see if any of their
agents are transferring over.
Nobody knows diddley-squat.
Well, I feel like Emily's been
poring over these resumes forever.
I mean, the brass has to
approve a new agent soon, right?
All I know is, whoever he or
she is, they'd better be nice.
That is the most important thing to me.
To all of us.
Amen. So whoever this
well-qualified mystery person is,
I say once they join,
we change our name
from The Magnificent 7 to The Awesome 8.
Huh? It's perfect.
Maybe. Well...
I don't know.
I'm declaring a dictatorship.
You guys don't get a vote.
Especially you, newbie.
Sorry, guys, no news,
but we have a case.
What?
Oh, yeah, we do. This isn't good.
Any news on the new agent?
Oh. Radio silence.
Let's get started.
Ok, last night in Yakima, Washington,
police received multiple 911 phone calls
from the same neighborhood.
They all reported a woman
pounding on the door,
screaming for help.
She was hysterical.
They received 5 calls
in less than 5 minutes.
Let me guess...
Not one person
opened their door to help her.
Sad commentary on our
times, but understandable.
A stranger at your door could be a ruse
to get into your home to rob you.
Or worse.
All of the callers described the woman
as being in her mid-20s
and scantily clad.
One even called her a prostitute.
Said that a hooded figure
grabbed her off the street,
was driving a dark-colored car.
So we have an abduction.
It appears so, but that not
the only reason they called us.
Right, because when the local police
were looking for the missing woman,
they uncovered the remains
of two female victims
on the bank of a nearby creek.
One was skeletonized, and the
other was in a burlap sack.
She'd been dead for 3 weeks.
She also has barbed wire
wrapped around her waist.
She being Debra McDermott,
27, from Moxee, Washington.
Ran away from home at 16,
multiple arrests for prostitution.
Given the witness statements
for the current missing woman,
I'd say our unsub's got a type.
Any idea on the skeleton?
No, not yet.
But her date of death is
estimated to be 3 years ago.
3 years and now 3 weeks.
What are the odds he remained
dormant between victims?
We should look into recent
local prison releases
that match that timeframe.
I'll search that now.
He could have been sublimating
his urges by reliving the kills.
Maybe he found a job or a
relationship that satisfied him.
If either went sour, that could
have triggered his killing again.
The only thing we know for certain
is we have two dead victims
and a missing woman
who's still out there.
Wheels up in 20.
Go on. Go on.
There it is. There it is.
“God sometimes takes us into
troubled waters,
not to drown us, but to cleanse us.”
Unknown.
The unsub's probably using burlap bags
to easily transport his victims.
You know, burlap's
an interesting choice.
It could also be a
forensic countermeasure.
How so?
Despite its strength, the natural fibers
in burlap break down with groundwater,
exposing the bodies to the elements,
so decomposition happens sooner,
and IDing the bodies would
be harder if not impossible.
So it's exactly what
the unsub would want.
By burying his victims, he's been
able to go undetected for years.
Crime-fighters, I've
ID'd our abducted woman.
Her name is Cheryl “Cherry” Rollins,
25, of Yakima, Washington,
and you were right,
she's a working girl.
How'd they I.D. her?
One of her friends reported her missing,
and I matched a 911 call that
mentioned a very distinctive
and eponymous tattoo on her decolletage.
That means she has a
tattoo of cherries on her...
Yeah. We got it.
Garcia, send us everything
you have on Cherry Rollins,
and tell the Yakima P.D. that
we'll need to talk to her friends.
Copy.
Two out of his 3 victims
are known prostitutes,
so it speaks to his
lack of social skills.
When we land, Tara,
head to the dump site,
JJ, Alvez, talk to the M.E.,
and the rest of us will
set up at the local P.D.
Agent Prentiss, I'm Captain
Ferreri. Thanks for coming in.
Of course.
This is Agent Rossi and Dr. Reid.
Well, it turns out that
friend of Cherry Rollins
doesn't want to come in to talk.
Probably allergic to police stations.
We'll go out and find her.
Sure thing. In the meantime,
we'll set you up in here.
We'll need to see your files
on all the women reported
missing from the area.
Well, “reported” is the key word.
A lot of the time their own family
members don't report them gone.
Most of the missing are
runaways, transients, drug addicts.
They don't leave much of a paper trail.
We'll take what you have.
If he was hiring his
victims before killing them,
we need to figure out
how they were hooking up.
Well, most of the prostitution arrests
happen up on North First Street.
Nowadays, prostitution is
very much an online industry.
Who needs a pimp when you have Wi-Fi?
Yeah, but he was
probably smart enough to avoid
using the Internet smartphone
apps that leave a trail.
Could he be using a burner phone
and a stolen credit card
to hire call girls?
It's possible.
Garcia, are you there?
Yes, on every level of consciousness.
How may I serve?
Do Cherry Rollins or Debra McDermott
have their own websites
advertising their services?
Probing into the belly of the beast now.
And... Oh, there are a
lot of enterprising women,
but I don't see anything
for Debra or Cherry.
I am finding a zero frills
listing of local women
available for, quote,
“no strings attached sex.”
Are they on it?
Maybe. It's gonna take a second, though,
because these women all use nicknames,
and most of their photos
are only showcasing certain body parts.
- Let us know if you find anything.
- Roger that.
Captain, tell us about the creek
where the bodies were found.
Wyler's Creek. It's isolated,
had an unexpected
flash flood 3 days ago.
That's probably what
unearthed the two bodies.
I'd like to set up a
coordinated search grid
for the creek and surrounding area.
I'll get my people on it right away.
Thank you, captain.
Are you thinking he dumped
Cherry at the creek already?
I hope not.
She's been missing less than 12 hours.
We don't know how long he keeps victims
before killing them.
But we do know she was
in fight-or-flight mode
when he caught her. Hopefully that
adrenaline is keeping her alive.
Why are you doing this?
What do you want? Please.
Why did you bring me here?
Answer me, please.
Please, you don't have to do this.
Please!
Our Jane Doe has nicks on her
sternum, clavicle, and rib cage.
C.O.D. was likely exsanguination
due to multiple penetrating wounds,
probably from a pair
of scissors or shears.
Any chance of IDing her through DNA?
It's all on file. I have
to call in a forensic artist
to do a facial reconstruction.
Well, it's been 3 years. Hopefully
someone will recognize her.
Now, what about Debra McDermott,
the victim from 3 weeks ago?
She had deep penetrating
stab wounds as well.
He didn't hesitate.
Her left eye socket looks broken.
And her pelvis.
His rage is escalating.
Any signs of sexual assault?
Decomposition is too great to tell.
However, look at this.
Puncture wounds consistent
with barbed wire.
Yes. Both victims had strands
of it around their bodies.
It could be a restraint or torture.
Or some kind of ritual.
Hey, baby, you want to go out?
- Yeah, look, it's the cops.
- Right. Come on.
Ladies, relax. We're
not trying to jam you up.
Lori Johnson?
Yeah?
Hi. We're from the FBI.
You reported Cherry Rollins missing?
FBI's here about Cherry?
She's really in trouble, isn't she?
You wouldn't be here if she wasn't.
Well, that's what we're
trying to find out.
You two were friends?
This is our spot.
We hang out together.
You get to know a girl that way.
What type of person is she?
Thank you.
Most people, they
don't see us as people.
They think what we do is who we are.
Like I planned to do this for a living.
No way. Me and Cherry, we got plans.
Plans?
Yeah. We're gonna open up a nail salon.
It was her idea.
She's always coming up
with them, like, uh...
Like once she said we
didn't need pimps no more,
that we could look out for each other.
How'd that go over?
I got beat good when I told my man.
But, uh, Cherry said we gotta be strong.
She got some of the
other girls to do it, too.
Did she ever talk about a
customer who made her afraid?
We're talking about a really bad guy,
someone who might be threatening
girls with scissors or a knife.
No. I mean, you get your
weirdos now and then,
but word gets around real
quick about a creep like that.
But, uh, sometimes you don't
know they got a bad attitude
until you're alone with them.
You told the police that
you didn't get a good look
at the last customer who
picked up Cherry that night.
I never seen that car before.
I should've paid more attention.
It's my fault.
Um, she's got a...
She's got a little boy, Christopher.
He lives with Cherry's grandma.
Not many people know
about him, but, uh...
He's what keeps her going.
Whatever money she makes,
she send to her grandmother
to raise that boy.
She loves him more than anything.
You gotta find her.
This place is off the beaten path.
It must mean something to the unsub.
Yeah, well, I bet he
didn't plan on it flooding
and uncovering his secrets.
Man plans and God smiles, hmm?
Yeah.
Well, it's a good thing we're
getting a new member of the team.
Prentiss was unit chief
at Interpol, right?
Mm-hmm.
I'm thinking the new agent
will probably come from
foreign counterintelligence.
It's only natural she'd
want to hire a profiler
she's worked with before.
Yeah, I think she
wants what we all want,
an agent who's the best at what they do
and will help us hunt down Scratch.
Personally, I'll be happy
not to be the new guy anymore.
Whoever comes in gets that title
and Garcia can stop calling me newbie.
Oh, no, see, she is a creature of habit.
I think you're stuck
with that one, newbie.
JJ, I've got something.
Yeah, me, too.
Hey. Over here.
There you are.
I was getting lonely.
Listen, you told me your
name when we were in the car,
but I'm real lousy with names.
What is it again?
We can do this. Whatever
you want, just say it.
Tell me how you like it, babe.
No! No!
No! No! No!
Hey, hey! We don't have to.
Not if you don't want to.
We could talk instead.
Is this your farm?
Did you grow up here?
Me, I... I grew up in Union Gap.
Hey, it's gonna be ok.
I got a little boy.
He's 5. Whenever he's upset or scared,
sometimes we go for a walk.
You and me, we could do that.
Huh? We could go for a
walk and we could do that.
I'm not a little boy.
No! Please, Dad.
Don't make me.
Daddy, don't make me do it!
Take your team to
section 2-G, south embankment.
Ground-penetrating radar
equipment just arrived.
JJ?
Where?
We're on our way.
Let me guess.
JJ and Alvez just found two more bodies.
With the number of remains
we've unearthed here,
we're getting into double digits.
This unsub didn't wait
3 years between kills.
No. He's been at it the whole time.
It's like the Green River
killings all over again.
Yeah. New York's got
a similar serial killer
operating along the
beach on Long Island.
Multiple victims, most
of the sex workers,
and some of them wrapped in burlap.
They haven't caught that guy.
Well, maybe he moved out here.
Garcia can look into
overlap on the timeline.
Agents.
If I had to guess, I'd say the victim
Agent Jareau found was
killed at least 5 years ago.
5?
We thought the earliest
victim was from 3 years ago.
What about her?
She was stabbed like the others.
Based on decomp, it appears
she was killed recently.
I'd say 10 days ago.
Allison Carson, 24.
Family reported her missing 10 days ago.
So the unsub didn't hold
Allison for any length of time.
He killed her and most
likely all of his victims
right after meeting them.
We have evidence that some of
the victims have bled out here.
And we've disturbed his
burial and killing grounds.
He's not coming back.
It means he's probably
keeping Cherry Rollins
alive in a secluded place
while he looks for a new site.
Or until his need to kill
again becomes too great.
Look at how he's wrapped the
burlap and barbed wire around her.
I know what he's doing.
We should deliver the profile.
We are looking for a white
male, 30 to 40 years old,
who's been targeting female sex workers.
He appears to be
a mission-oriented moral enforcer
who may be forcing his
victims to wear a cilice
made of of burlap and
fastened with barbed wire.
What's a cilice?
Originally it was a
garment made of coarse cloth
or animal hair, used in
some religious traditions
to induce pain or discomfort
as a sign of repentance and atonement.
He may be projecting his own
sexual desires onto his victims.
He's punishing them because
he wants to have sex with them,
but because of his
upbringing, he can't or won't.
His use of barbed wire
could be a way of inflicting
more punishment on his
victims before killing them.
His guilt-ridden love
map was likely formed
during his childhood and adolescence.
He might have grown up in
a conservative household
and had a parent or teacher
that was strict and overbearing.
He's driving a dark-colored car and
cruising the streets for his victims.
But because he has been able to dispose
of his victims undetected for
years, he's comfortable here.
He most likely lives
or works in the area.
Sex workers should be warned
and advised to use caution.
And until we find Cherry Rollins,
we will be maintaining round-the-clock
police presence here at the creek.
Thank you.
The unsub must know we're here.
You have to wonder what
effect it's having on him.
Unfortunately, it just
may send him over the edge.
And if it does, what
does that mean for Cherry?
You're upset.
Parents, they can do
a real number on you.
I should know.
My mom ran off when I was 10.
Left me behind with an uncle.
When he was done with me,
he passed me around to his buddies.
So what did your daddy make you do?
Shut up!
Don't you talk about him.
Do as I say, boy.
Aah!
Cherry Rollins was 12 when
she was put into foster care
after reports of physical abuse at home.
At 15 she dropped out of school
and she's been on her own ever since.
The way Cherry's friend
talked about her,
it made her sound like she
has a lot of street smarts.
And the fact that she
organized other prostitutes
despite the threat of
violence from their pimps...
That sort of life takes
strong survival skills...
You need the ability to size up any
situation, act quickly, think on your feet.
Cherry's probably talked herself
out of trouble more than once.
Not to mention she's a mother.
It's gonna keep her fighting.
We can rule out the Long Island
serial killer as our unsub.
Garcia found definite overlap between
the East Coast and Yakima victims.
Ok. The cilice, the barbed wire,
disposal of the bodies
in burlap bags near water,
that all indicates ritualistic behavior.
There are no markings on the burlap
and nothing special
about the barbed wire.
You can buy both of
them just about anywhere.
Yeah, they're universally found
on farms, ranches, garden centers.
The local Public Works
Department could be using
burlap sacks for help
with road flooding.
You said the cilice has a
religious connection, huh?
Maybe our unsub's a
member of the clergy.
Opus Dei. It's connected to
the Roman Catholic Church.
It's frowned upon, but some members
still practice
mortification of the flesh.
Currently there are 60 Opus
Dei centers in 19 U.S. cities,
but none in Washington state.
It might be someone
just fascinated by or
obsessed with medieval torture.
Garcia?
Let me dazzle you with my brilliance.
We're looking for individuals
or groups in the area
that may practice
corporal mortification.
Corporal what, come again?
Basically it involves
causing yourself physical pain
in the search for spiritual growth.
Seriously? Has no one
heard of meditation?
Go on.
Check social media sites,
religious groups, self-help blogs,
anyone who's using burlap,
barbed wire, and water
or a combination of the 3
in their quest for
penance and self-sacrifice.
Ok. I got a local thing
called Tue Believers, sort
of a loose-knit faith group
that subscribes to fasting, abstinence,
and ritual cleansing in order
to live a righteous life.
Do they have a headquarters in Yakima?
I wouldn't call it that. More like
they meet in someone's living room.
We need an address and
a membership roster.
Coming right up.
Alvez, Reid, go see if you can talk
to this group's leader. Maybe
our unsub is one of the faithful.
So the creek's been thoroughly searched.
We're confident there
aren't any more bodies.
So this victim from 5 years
ago is most likely his first.
All right, what can you tell me?
Well, she's probably
in her early to mid-20s,
about 5'5”, with healthy bone density
and excellent dental work.
That's not something you
normally see in a prostitute.
She was also stabbed at least 50 times,
more than any of the other victims.
Overkill. He probably knew her.
She may even be the
original focus of his rage.
Uh, was this found with her remains?
Yeah.
Well, whatever was inside are long gone.
We'll try and I.D. her
through dental work.
Another artist facial reconstruction.
Wow. You are a brave man, Rossi.
Desperate times call
for desperate measures.
Something on your mind?
I just can't stop thinking about
Scratch's attack on my family.
I was just too distracted
to be much help.
No. Don't even go there.
If we'd caught him then, we wouldn't
be trying to hire another agent now.
Emily wanted to add someone
before he attacked you and your brother.
Scratch made it personal again,
which only expedited her search.
Yeah, I suppose.
But the good news is
we know his pattern.
He'll go quiet because he needs the time
to plan his next assault on us.
Yeah. And then we can use his
meticulous nature against him
and it'll give us time
to get ahead of his plan.
Absolutely.
What was that about desperate times?
Turns out I'm not that desperate.
I pray that each of your
stories ends on a happy note.
Happy note, happy note.
Oh, dear.
Yeah, Garcia.
I come bearing sad news
of the sleuthing kind.
That gold locket
belonged to Wendy Baldwin,
local girl. She was 20 years old
when she went missing
5 years ago this month.
Well, the timeline matches up.
Who reported her missing?
Her parents, Gary and Anne Baldwin.
They own a local feed and supply store.
Was Wendy involved in prostitution?
No. There's no sign of that.
Any drug use? Behavioral problems?
Not that I can see.
What I can see is that
she was on the Dean's list
at her college.
She was the treasurer of her 4-H,
and she worked at her family business.
Thanks, Penelope.
Anytime, anything, anywhere.
Wendy was his first victim.
Because of the overkill,
we said he probably knew her.
Yeah, he didn't pick
her up on the streets,
and they most likely
met at school or work.
Well, if that's the case,
the Baldwins might have an
idea as to who that could be.
We're so sorry for
your loss, Mrs. Baldwin.
I know this is difficult, but, uh,
can we ask you a few more questions?
Was Wendy having problems or arguing
with anyone before she disappeared?
A friend, a classmate,
or customer at the store?
No, nothing like that.
She would have mentioned it.
Did she have a boyfriend?
Some of the local boys would
take her out to the movies
or out for a burger, but that was it.
So nothing serious?
She was too busy with school.
She was gonna be a vet,
set up a practice in town and...
She kept a picture of Sonny, our dog,
and Jojo, her pet pig, in her locket.
She loved animals and helping people.
My husband and I would joke that...
Some of the customers
would order supplies
that they didn't really need
so they could talk to Wendy.
Mrs. Baldwin, could we take a
look at your customer records?
I guess that would be ok.
I'm sorry, we haven't gone digital.
No problem.
But you really don't think
that one of our neighbors
killed our daughter, do you?
Hi, Mom. I was gonna call you a
little bit later. How are you...
What?
Who's missing?
No, Mom.
Pat and Grace live in Las Vegas.
You're in Houston,
at the Anderson clinic.
We moved there last month, remember?
Yeah, in Texas.
Absolutely. A nap sounds
like a really great idea.
Why don't you get a little bit of rest
and I'm gonna call you back later, ok?
All right. I love you.
Is everything all right?
It's my mom.
She was confused.
There she was and she was convinced
that her friends had been kidnapped.
She wanted us to investigate.
Spence, I'm sorry.
This was my biggest fear,
you know, about getting
her into the clinical trial.
I think she's getting a placebo.
But you said she was getting better.
She was. Or I... I was... I don't know,
I was fooling myself into thinking that.
Maybe I wanted to believe it so much
that I was experiencing
the placebo effect, too.
Is there anything I can do?
I don't know.
I'm sorry.
Please, no.
Please.
Please, no. My son needs me.
Please, I don't want him
to grow up like his father!
Remember what your father did to you?
Fornicator!
Who's your dirty little whore?
- Carly! She's not...
- Shut up!
Girls like that are diseased, unclean,
they will lead you
down into the darkness
where your soul will be
damned for all eternity.
You hear me?!
- Put it on.
- No!
Do as I say, boy.
Leave me alone.
Christopher, I'm so sorry.
Mommy's so sorry. I love you so much.
I hope you know that.
Maybe one day you'll understand
why I did what I had to do.
Please, God, take care
of my baby, please.
That's the last box of customer
records from the Baldwin store.
- Thanks, Terry.
- Yep.
You sure you don't need any help
going through all this material?
I'm ok. Thanks, though.
Suit yourself.
Hi, Mom. I was gonna call you a
little bit later. How are you...
What?
No, Mom.
Pat and Grace live in Las Vegas.
You're in Houston, at
the Anderson clinic.
You moved there last month, remember?
What did your father make you do?
You can tell me.
Atone.
He would take me out to the cornfield...
_
Leave me there.
Wouldn't come back until the next day.
Aah!
I'm sorry that he did that to you.
But you found a way to survive.
Sometimes that's all we can do.
Going through the Baldwins records,
I found 3 customers who for years
bought supplies on a regular basis.
That all abruptly ended around the time
of Wendy Baldwin's disappearance.
The first is Bertram Foley.
Garcia, what have you got on him?
The Foley ranch raises
horses and grass-fed cattle,
and Mr. Fo... No, it's not him.
How do you know?
I don't mean to be unkind.
I'm sure he could do
all kinds of nefarious things,
but he's the spry age of
80 and in a wheelchair.
Let's see, next up we have Fred Haven.
Fred Haven. 35 years old,
was the owner of the Haven
orchards and apple farm.
Was?
Yeah. The bank foreclosed on it
one month before Wendy went missing.
Well, if Haven was
having money problems,
that could have been the stressor.
Ok. He and his wife filed
for divorce soon after.
That could have been the trigger.
Where's Haven now?
Uh...
Oh... he's serving 7 to 9 years
at the Federal Detention
Center at SeaTac.
Who does that leave?
Last up we have Kevin Decker.
Customer records show him
at the store every week.
I got a John Decker.
He owns a small farm
next to the Baldwin store.
Oh... his son, Kevin, is 28 years old.
The father's name sounds familiar.
What do we know about them, Garcia?
Father and son both live on a farm.
Wife Susan Decker died in childbirth.
Oh, snap. John Decker is
a member of true believers.
That's right. He was inactive.
Probably because the group
was more mainstream Bible study
and less fire and brimstone.
He might have felt they
weren't righteous enough for him
and took matters into his own hands.
- We need an address.
- Sending it.
Reid, find Lewis, get back up to
the creek in case he shows up there.
Wait. John Decker fell
of the grid 5 years ago.
No credit card activity, no phone calls,
he didn't even renew his driver's
license. He completely vanished.
Garcia, what color car
does Kevin Decker drive?
Dark blue.
I didn't want this kind of life.
I'm so ashamed.
You are?
I know I must atone.
Will you help me?
Y-yes.
Untie me.
And you can show me how.
Thank you.
I'm ready.
Aah!
Aah!
His father believed in
extremely humiliating punishment
and Kevin Decker suffered years of
physical and psychological abuse.
Thank you. According to Mrs. Baldwin,
Kevin told them his
father suffered a stroke
and moved to a nursing
facility out of state.
But Garcia couldn't
find any trace of him.
Kevin probably killed his father,
suffering a psychotic
break in the process.
Mrs. Baldwin also said their
daughter felt sorry for Kevin
and was about the only one
who was truly kind to him.
He could have mistaken her
kindness as sexual aggression.
It may have brought out
feelings of shame and guilt
over his desires for her.
So with his father's dogma
about morality in his head,
he kills Wendy, then
turns turns his rage
towards other women he views
as loose and amoral prostitutes.
No, no, please stop!
Please, no!
You have to be cleansed before you die.
Kevin Decker, FBI!
Stay where you are!
It's ok. It's ok. You're safe.
It's ok.
Kevin, we're coming in!
Kevin, put the shears down.
Do you know what I did?
We know what your father did to you.
I must atone.
Kevin, we can help you with that.
Just put the shears down.
Now, just put them down.
That's right.
Nice and easy.
I'm sorry.
No, Kevin!
No!
Go, go, go!
Coffee?
Oh, you are a lifesaver.
What's going on?
I need to take some time off.
Ok. When?
As soon as we get back.
I normally wouldn't do this,
especially with
everything we have going on
and the new agent,
but it's my mom.
I don't think the clinical
trials are helping her.
Spence, I'm so sorry.
I need to see for myself
what's happening in Houston,
and, you know, talk to the doctors,
try to figure out what's next.
As you should.
Listen, we'll be fine.
You take as long as you need.
Thank you.
I have one condition.
I need you to check in
every day, no matter what.
I need to know you're ok.
It's understood.
I don't...
I don't know how to fix this.
How long is Reid going to be in Houston?
I told him to take as long as
he needs to be with his mom.
It's gotta be tough on the kid.
I can only imagine.
Now, it's not too late.
Anybody else for a round at O'Keefe's?
I'm in.
I'm buyin'.
Buying what?
Drinks at O'Keefe's.
Huzzah. I'll go get my things.
Anybody know who this is?
Stephen?
I thought I'd check out where we
keep the paper clips around here.
You gotta be kidding me.
Stephen Walker, how you been?
Never better, Dave. Never better.
Is this your secret weapon?
Yeah. I told you I
didn't want to jinx it.
Everyone, I'd like you to meet
SSA Stephen Walker from the B.A.P.
Agent Prentiss knows this,
but I have followed and admired
the work of the BAU for years.
So when she called and
asked me to join the team,
the answer was easy.
So I take it this is a yes.
Well, I thought I'd call, but
they said you had just landed.
Let me be the first to welcome you.
Hey, you're forgetting something.
I'm forgetting nothing, newbie.
Told ya.
I only ask that you allow a day or two
before the hazing begins.
Oh, come on, a whole day?
Tough ask, boss.
Welcome aboard, Stephen.
I appreciate that.
Luke Alvez.
Hello, Luke.
Hey. JJ.
“Sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together.”
Marilyn Monroe.