Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 2, Episode 23 - No Way Out, Part II: The Evilution of Frank - full transcript

GIDEON: Previously on Criminal Minds...

MORGAN: If the remains
are related to the same killer,

where's he been for 10 years?

Killing. Unsolved case files
going back 30 years.

The same MO. Right rib bone was missing.

I'm Frank.

I thought I'd seen the very worst of
what humanity had to offer until you.

A killing machine, incapable
of remorse, compassion, love.

Early toxicological investigations
of the victim's blood

indicated high levels of ketamine.

HOTCH: Ketamine is primarily
a horse tranquilizer.



Jane, run.

HOTCH: In street lingo it's known
as being "stuck in a k-hole."

Whatever it is he came for is coming
here to this diner.

Jane?

-He has the children, Jane.
-No. No, wait.

Give me Jane
and they'll have their children back.

With Jane in my life,
I will never harm another human being.

The most prolific serial killer ever.

-What do you want, honey?
-Something flowery.

(CHUCKLING)
Flowery? Okay, well, help me out here.

Purple?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-SAMMY: Purple.
-Maybe, maybe not purple.

-JACKSON: Come on, man.
-More of a mix of something.



You're killing me here. Make up your mind.

GIDEON: Hey! Back off, pal.
HOTCH: What did I do?

I wasn't talking to you. I guess roses.

-Are you on a date?
-GIDEON: No.

Hold on the roses, will you?

HOTCH: (ON PHONE) And you didn't tell me?

Tell you what? I'm not on a date.

-GIDEON: I'm just buying flowers.
-Sorry.

HOTCH: For who?

Old college friend.

GIDEON: Hotch, tell me something,
do roses say the wrong thing?

What do you want to say?

Welcome. Hi. Good to see you.
Sorry I'm so damn late.

Roses say more than that.

Face it, buddy.
You want some action, it's the roses.

She's right.

Do you have the yellow flowers?
They're little yellow flowers.

They look like dandelions or like weeds.

But they're not weeds, they have
a little black spot in the middle

but they don't have a black spot.
They're sort of round and puffy.

-Button mums.
-Do you have those?

-Can I see what those are?
-Yeah.

-Mine is a date.
-GIDEON: I'm not on a date. Exactly.

Well, how about some white stuff
and, you know, make it look happy.

-Baby's breath.
-GIDEON: Okay, great. Sorry.

I don't know what else. Whatever looks
good. So, what do you need?

I got a request from Safe Guard,
for personnel files on certain agents.

So it's an annual evaluation. Who cares?

Its six months early, Jason.
It's not a routine evaluation.

I think it's an assessment of the BAU.

They're redistributing funds,
they're making cuts in all departments.

So, what are they going to take?
The jet? I prefer trains anyway.

Well, I think we may lose more than that.

It's been a hard year for us, Jason.

You know, what happened
to Morgan in Chicago,

we both know about Reid's issues,
Elle Greenaway's suspect killed.

-It all adds up.
-To what?

The only file they didn't request
was mine.

$30! What, are you kidding me?

SAMMY: Should have seen
the price of the roses.

JACKSON: Oh, good Lord.
GIDEON: Thanks.

Hey, Hotch,
you're the best unit chief I know.

Jason, I'm the only unit chief you know.

You need a break. Go home.
Kiss your family and...

Impossible.

What?

I thought I... Thought I... Never mind.

(SIGHING) We both need a break. Jason?

Yeah.

Button mums are something
you give your mother.

Yeah. Good night.

Good night. Have fun.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Sarah? Sorry I'm so late.
I got caught up at the office.

What is your fascination with birds,
Jason?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Who is this?

FRANK: Paintings of birds,

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

etchings of birds, books about birds.

Frank, please. Please, don't hurt her.

Birders can be extremely
single-minded in their pursuits.

Almost obsessional.

She's innocent. She's somebody
I knew a long time ago.

Are you obsessional, Jason?

Do you lie awake at night and think
about the "bird" that got away?

Please, Frank. Please don't involve her.

Have you seen my Jane, lately, Jason?

I know she came here. To Washington.

To find you.

Frank.

I want her back.

(DIAL TONE)

GIDEON: "I choose my friends
for their good looks,

"my acquaintances
for their good characters,

"my enemies for their good intellects."

Oscar Wilde.

I've never seen you like this.

You've not seen what I've seen.

You chose the BAU.

True.

I enjoy my work, even when
in the pursuit to understand why

a person feels the compelling need
to brutally torture,

murder, and dismember a child,

a mother, a father, an entire family.

The UnSubs, devoid of any morality,

humanity, remorse, when caught

often come to believe that we're
the only ones who understand them.

And they're right. We do.

Otherwise, how could we catch them?

Tell me what happened Friday,
after Agent Gideon called you.

About 7:15, I got a page
requesting the BAU

at 181 Arthur Street.
Agent Gideon's apartment.

(CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)

MORGAN: Hotch?

-Where's Gideon?
-I called his cell, it's right there.

It seems he left in a hurry.

PD thinks he did this?

They have six witnesses
who saw him running down the street

covered in blood, wielding a gun.

Okay, he was probably chasing
the son of a bitch who did do this.

Either way, we're under strict orders

not to get in the way
of the investigation.

Gideon's a suspect, we're his colleagues.

Conflict of interest.
There's no way they'll ask for our help.

Which he needs badly right now.

-Well, who spoke to him last?
-I did about two hours ago.

REID: What did he say?

He said he was late for a date.

-Do we even know who she is?
-An old school friend.

We're conflicted out of the investigation.

We're just here to answer questions
the MPD might have,

so we need to assess
what we can while we can.

Evisceration of the torso.
Removal of various organs.

The guy's clearly
a sexually sadistic psychopath.

He's well-versed with a scalpel.
He's done this before.

-We need to at least get photos.
-JJ, your cell phone.

Get as many as you can, as quick
as you can and get them to Garcia.

GARCIA: (SIGHING)
Oh, JJ. It's Friday night.

The cute guy from counterterrorism?

Three cocktails in,
I am looking at second base.

-So, this better be good.
-It's far from good.

-Where are you?
-Gideon's apartment.

No sign of forced entry, why?

Everything is as it was.

Nothing has been disturbed.
Wine poured, but not drank.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

The victim simply let the assailant in.

And why wouldn't she? She was
waiting for Gideon. It's his home.

Forensics won't find
any defensive wounds. Why?

Because she didn't defend herself.
She couldn't.

He came here looking for Gideon
and he found her.

Now he knew he didn't have a lot of time,

but here she is and here he stands.

A sexual sadist.

A psychopath with a need to kill
just as natural as his need to breathe.

He moved swiftly,
every stroke of his blade exact.

From lower torso to throat.

She was awake the entire time until,
mercifully, she passed away.

A toxicology report will find
high levels of ketamine in her blood.

He opened her up, removed her lower
right rib bone which is missing.

Prentiss. Left hand.

PRENTISS:
It looks like part of the rib bone.

It was a gift.

PRENTISS: It's human rib bones.

Frank's back.

If this is who we think it is, he took
the rib bones as gifts to give to Jane.

And yet this one
he gave back to Sarah. Why?

It's not for Sarah. It's for us.
It's a message.

GARCIA: What is that?

We need to tell the police
what we've found.

-Wait.
-For what?

If we know anything about Frank,

he wouldn't have left a trace
of his DNA in here.

There are a number of ways
this scene could be interpreted

and all of them could indicate Gideon.

And as long as Frank is out there

we can't afford to stop
and explain any of it.

Last time he did all of this for Jane.

Well, things seem to have
changed radically.

Maybe she's dead. If they had a lover's
quarrel and he killed her.

If he came here looking for Gideon,
maybe he found him.

Let's go find out where Gideon went.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Hello? Who is this?

-I nearly had him.
-Where are you?

GIDEON: (ON PHONE)
I saw him, walking off down the street.

He was just walking.

He dropped something
in the trash out in the street.

I couldn't get a clean shot.
The streets were too crowded.

-Was Jane with him?
-GIDEON: No.

But I saw her when I was talking to you.

I saw her in the street.
Seconds before he called me.

He called you?

He came after me, he came to my home.

And he's out of his comfort zone,

in a big city with Feds
who know what he looks like.

It's my fault. It's me he wanted.

And if I hadn't been late,
she'd still be alive.

He butchered her, Hotch.

-Jason.
-I'm coming in.

No. Do that and this investigation
moves inside an interrogation room

and by the time the cops catch up,

we're going to be looking
at more dead bodies.

He's going to change
who he goes after, he has to.

I know.

We know who Frank is,
we don't know the why.

You help us find out the why
and we'll catch him.

For that, I'm going to need my files.

I'll have Garcia bring them to you.

You find someplace quiet
where you can work.

And Jason?

We'll get him.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Frank had to have come out
the same way, down this street.

If they saw Gideon, they saw Frank.

Well, we know Frank will do whatever
it takes to blend in and not stand out.

MORGAN:
Well, to avoid attracting attention,

he would've simply walked
calmly out of the crime scene.

The evisceration of Sarah, though,

means he would have been
soaked in her blood.

No, he had access to Gideon's closet.

He cleans up,
gets a change of clothes, he's out.

Yet he left no trace of evidence
at the crime scene.

Gideon said he dumped it en route.

PRENTISS: You spoke with Gideon?

-MORGAN: Where is he, Hotch?
-He's safe.

PRENTISS: Well, that's all the proof
we need, right?

We can turn him over to the MPD now.

By the time this comes back
from the lab, Frank's long gone.

If the cops find out we're hiding evidence

and a material witness from them...

We're not hiding evidence.
We'll give this to Forensics.

Let them search for DNA.
We'll look for Frank.

-Agent Morgan?
-PRENTISS: What the hell?

They say beauty can cover
a multitude of sins.

-What?
-While underneath it all,

-we all look exactly the same.
-We all look exactly the same.

That's Frank.
He said that to me in the diner.

Give me Jane or I'll kill them all.

-Frank thinks we have Jane?
-We need to find her. Fast.

Can I have my 10 bucks now?

(GARCIA WHISTLING)

GARCIA: Nervous whistle. Stop it. Stop it.

Everything's... Everything's cool, Garci.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Gorgeous tech kitten found
in lonely, dark, parking lot.

Throat slashed. Ear to ear.
Horrific. Tragic.

With the very files of one
of the most prolific serial killers ever.

Tonight he remains at large.

The blood of Quantico's finest...
Oh, God! Oh, my God.

-Drive.
-Drive. Drive. Yes, drive. Drive where?

-Just drive.
-Just drive. Just drive.

Gideon saw Jane just before
Frank called him.

If we find Jane, we'll find Frank.

PRENTISS: Last time we found Frank
he outsmarted us.

MORGAN:
He took a busload of children hostage,

he gave us no options.

He's not going to give us any now.

Frank's message.
He said, "I'll kill them all."

Who's he referring to?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

JJ.

JJ: (ON PHONE) Yeah, Gideon had
a book, a black leather-bound book.

Garcia discovered something.

It looks like the first page
has been ripped out.

You can only really see
what's left on the side of the page.

But it's definitely Gideon's handwriting.
It looks like some kind of a list.

-It's his murder book.
-Murder book?

HOTCH: When he opens it to the first page

it reminds him why he does what he does.

It's a list of all the people
he's ever saved.

Names, dates, personal details.

And now, Frank has the list.

Frank said, "I'll kill them all."
That's who he's going after.

At least the ones he can get to,
the ones that are nearby.

JJ, start locating
all the possible targets.

-We need to call them and warn them.
-JJ: Got it.

-Do we tell Gideon?
-Absolutely not.

We need to find out who Frank is first.

The Smithsonian Institute
WASHINGTON, D.C.

I'm sorry for your loss, Jason. Truly.

Thank you very much for doing this.
You're a good friend.

Security knows you're here.
Take care of him.

I grabbed everything I could find
pertaining to the case.

Turdus polyglottus. Mocking bird.

They've provided insights
into the origin of syntax.

The essential first steps into
the evolution of human language.

If we stand any chance of stopping him,

we need to understand
the evolution of Frank.

What created him.

-I took these from Gideon's office.
-What about Jane?

I gave photos of Jane and Frank
to all media outlets

and I'm liaising with Washington MPD.

JJ, if you locate her, make sure
we're the first to interrogate her.

-Don't let PD get to her.
-Is that wise?

No, but it is an order.
Whatever you do, bring her here first.

She's the only one who knows who Frank is.

So far we've narrowed it down
to nine possible targets.

PRENTISS:
Their contact details are in the files.

Everybody grab a phone,
let's start calling.

Five sugars. Wow.

I have a sweet tooth.

Thank you for coming
but it really wasn't necessary.

We at the BAU
like to follow up on our victims.

She's in the basement downstairs.

Rebecca! Rebecca!

REBECCA: Is the house on fire?

-REID: Rebecca!
-Get me out of here. Hurry!

MORGAN: Let's go! We got no time.
HOTCH: Let's go.

I try not to think of myself as a victim.

That's good. Very healthy.

A sound strategy.

Oh, my, this is perfect.

I am glad to get a chance
to personally thank you.

You wrote me this lovely letter.

I keep it at home.

You were the only member of the team

I didn't get a chance to meet
face-to-face, Agent Gideon.

Call me Jason.

Did you know recent studies
into female rape victims

found that a high proportion of them,
later in life, are raped again?

No, I wasn't raped.

It's almost as if they
emit a kind of signal.

-But I wasn't raped.
-But you are on a list.

-A list?
-A list of lives saved.

How were you saved, Rebecca?
What happened to you?

What happened?

Your letter was so non-specific.

-But don't you...
-Were you afraid?

I've never felt the feeling of fear,

apparently I'm incapable.

Tell me, Rebecca.

What's it feel like? Fear.

(PHONE RINGING)

I should get that.

Saved by the bell.

Hello?

Rebecca Bryant?
Hi, this is Jennifer Jareau with the FBI.

He's not Agent Gideon, is he?

Excuse me?

Rebecca? This is Agent Hotchner.

If you can, very calmly excuse yourself
and get out of the house.

Can you do that?

Rebecca. Just calmly hang up,
walk to your door and leave. Okay?

-JJ: Rebecca?
-What's going on?

JJ: Rebecca?

Rebecca?

HOTCH: Rebecca?

I regret to inform you that Rebecca's
name should be moved to a new list.

Frank, we don't have her.
We do not have Jane.

I will not stop until I have her back.

Frank. Frank.

HOTCH: Go. FBI!

HOTCH: Clear.
PRENTISS: Clear.

More.

(PRENTISS SIGHING)

(SIGHING)

Hotch. Nothing could have stopped this.

PRENTISS: Guys.

We've got a note from Frank.

"7:00 a.m. Union Station."

All eight other targets on that list
are safe and accounted for.

Then we've missed someone or something.

Now that he's set a meeting...

He's going to raise the stakes,
just like he did last time.

He's going to make it impossible for us
not to trade Jane for whoever he's got.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Yeah, JJ.
-I think I found Jane.

Beat cops picked up a woman
who was ranting and raving

about needing to talk to the BAU.

She assaulted one of the police officers.

JJ: (ON PHONE)
She's being processed as we speak.

Okay, so what have we missed?

Frank's incapable of experiencing
normal feelings.

Yeah, but he takes what
normal people hold sacred.

Children.

JJ, I'm going to have Prentiss call you
to find out where to pick up Jane.

We'll all meet back at the BAU.

HOTCH: (ON PHONE) I'm going to wait
for the crime scene unit.

I heard you.
He's going after children again.

HOTCH: I also need you to look at
relocations. Anything involving children.

Families that have moved
into the DC area since the case.

JJ: I'm on it.

GARCIA: This is hopeless.
We don't even know Frank's surname.

GIDEON:
But we do know the only person ever

to survive abduction by Frank.

-Jane. He fell in love with her.
-He was a psychopath.

He's incapable
of emotionally bonding with anyone.

Yet he was prepared
to risk everything to have her.

Amongst all those he killed,

there has to be one constant,
one repetitious act.

A break from pattern.
One he's probably not even aware of.

If they don't come soon,
somebody's going to get hurt!

If you don't shut the hell up,
you'll get hurt.

I would like to leave now.
I don't want to be here.

-Hello? Hello? Excuse me!
-Bitch. Shut it!

Please. I don't want to be in here!

Shut the hell up or I'll do it for you.
Shut up! Shut up!

-Knock it off!
-Jane.

Come in here and get this
mouthy bitch out of here.

Back off. Agent Prentiss, FBI.

-FBI?
-Do you remember me from Nevada?

(PANTING)

-I asked for Agent Gideon.
-We know. We'll bring you to him.

I told you!

Agent Gideon's right, you know.

Frank, he can't feel love.
He wants to, but he can't.

-He's coming for me, you know.
-He's already here.

(SIGHING) Tracy Belle.

-HOTCH: (ON PHONE) Hotchner.
-JJ: Hotch.

Tracy Belle and her family relocated
to McLean, Virginia eight months ago.

It's her, Hotch. She's the only one
who's not accounted for.

MORGAN: FBI!

(CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)

Yeah, we need a crime scene team.

-That's my house.
-HOTCH: Mr. Belle.

You have to let us in.
My daughter's in there.

-Ma'am, you can't go in right now.
-Where's Tracy? Where is she?

What's important to know
right now is Tracy is alive, okay?

-Your daughter's alive.
-Sir, she's not in there.

-She's not in there.
-MR. BELLE: Fine.

I promise you we will find her
and she's going to be fine.

(CRYING) No. No. No. No.

No!

Did I do the right thing by coming here?

Yes. You did the right thing.
Please, sit down.

Is that my bag?

-Tell us something good, Reid.
-We have Jane.

-That's good news.
-Not entirely.

Frank hasn't hurt anyone, has he?

He wouldn't do that. Not while he has me.

He doesn't have you. We do.

He came after Agent Gideon.

Why did you leave Frank? What changed?

He did.

Frank changed. He changed
just like Agent Gideon said,

and he was so angry
with Agent Gideon because

he knows Frank better than anyone else.

And Frank knows that, too.

Frank wants Agent Gideon to stop him,
doesn't he?

Well, if anyone can, Agent Gideon can.

Not without you, Jane.

What do you mean?

Consider the three factors
that determine behavior,

bio, psycho, social.

Sir?

First, biology. Genetics gave him
the predisposition.

Add to that the second factor,
psychology. Clearly a psychopath.

Okay?

That's the filter through which
he experiences his environment.

Finally, socialization. Life experiences.

Like all of us, he's a complicated
manifestation of all three.

So, you put that all together and...

Think of Frank as a living murder weapon.

His genetics load the gun.
His psychology aims it.

Environment pulls the trigger.

That's why his victims are so important.
We study them.

They reflect back on him.

GARCIA: Okay, he killed mostly women.

Since he used a trailer,
their occupations, locations,

and ages are all over the place.

Plot out the ages.

He killed 43 in their 50s,
51 in their 40s,

64 in their 30s, and 12 in their 20s.

Twelve?

Is that odd?

Precedent tells us the number of
victims should rise as the age falls.

That's a break from pattern. Why?

He wasn't attracted to them. No.

That doesn't make any sense

because he doesn't feel
attraction or love.

No, no, no, no. You're onto something.

That's great. I don't know what.

Well, who's the only victim
he didn't kill?

Jane.

She was 22 when Frank first abducted her.

And through the years
he kept on coming back.

Visiting her. Bringing her gifts.

Making sure she was okay.

Mother protects her children.

In Frank's case, it was vice versa.

He didn't kill Jane
because he sees her as his mother.

Tell me about Frank. Where's he from?

-Manhattan.
-Manhattan. Are you sure?

JANE: Yes, I'm sure.

He talked about it all the time.

He told me where he lived
and how he grew up.

Everything.
He wanted me to know everything.

Did he ever say where in Manhattan?

He lived with his mother.
She was German. Breitkopf.

Mary Breitkopf.

And Frank never knew his father.

So he uses his mother's name?

Mmm-hmm.

And she would take him every Sunday

to the fair on Long Island.

Oh, he talked about her constantly.
And they would have dinner parties.

And Frank would dress up
and he would be the barman

and he would serve
all the guests cocktails.

When you were with Frank did he ever
hurt anyone else?

Being on the run can be very romantic,
you know?

Did Frank try to kill anyone else?

Is it wrong?

Is what wrong?

Loving Frank?

You don't choose
who you fall in love with.

Maybe you thought you could change
him. And you did too. For a time.

Yes.

Until the desire to kill overwhelmed him.

And you saw that, didn't you, Jane?
You saw it in him.

Yes.

Who did he try to kill?

Me. But he stopped himself.

(CRYING) We had an argument
and I screamed at him.

And I said that Gideon was right.
And he became so angry.

And I had to run here.

But as long as he's trying to find me,
he won't kill again.

He has already.

And he's not going to stop
until he gets you back.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

(HISSING)

(ROARING)

GARCIA: Got it. Thanks, Hotch.

Mother's name is Mary Breitkopf.
From Manhattan.

Wait.

The diner.

LILA MAY:
Adam and Eve on a raft, sink them.

And a strawberry shake
for the gentleman at Table 8.

Oh, finally you walk into my life.
What took you so long, handsome?

Honey?

-You mind if I sit here?
-Please.

He was obsessed with facts.

Recent record lows have sent
desert floor temperatures

plummeting into single digits.

He said something about Manhattan.

One-point-five million people inhabit
Manhattan, did you know that?

I read about a woman whose body...

Body was found in her apartment.
Upper East Side.

That was the only thing he said that
genuinely seemed to move him.

-He was talking about his mother.
-Mary Breitkopf.

He said his parents named him Frank.

-I'm Frank. Germanic, third century.
-...third century.

-Derived from the name...
-...of a type of spear.

-I wonder what aspirations...
-...my parents had for me.

German mother. Probably immigrated
to this country in the '50s.

If he likens Jane to his mother...

Then she must have been in her late
teens when she arrived in Manhattan.

We've got three Mary Breitkopfs living
in the Upper East Side

during the '50s and '60s.

-Jane said she was a lawyer.
-No lawyers here.

A 52-year-old Mary Louise Breitkopf.
She died of cancer, 1973.

A tailor's assistant.
Mary Breitkopf, a nurse.

She was killed in a traffic accident.
Mary Breitkopf... Wow.

What?

This Mary Breitkopf was arrested 63 times.

-What for?
-Solicitation. She was a hooker.

Is she deceased?

No. No death certificate.
She's alive and living in Manhattan.

Search for a story involving a woman
found dead in her apartment.

Dead for over a year.
Upper East Side, Manhattan.

-Zip! Nothing.
-So, it never happened.

Frank's been hiding her
existence from everyone.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Why?
-Yeah.

Garcia, get me Jason. I have someone
who wants to talk to him.

It's for you.

-Yeah.
-Jason?

-Who's this?
-(CRYING) It's Tracy Belle.

Go ahead, Tracy. It's okay.

Please, Mr. Gideon. You saved me once.

Don't you remember?

Of course I remember you.
How could I ever forget you?

Tracy, everything's going to be all right.

I'm scared. I want my mommy. Please.

Please.

-Jason?
-(WHISPERING) You son of a bitch.

I swear to you,
I will find you and I will stop you.

Shh.

Jason. I chose the station because
I know how much you love trains.

I saw the toys in your apartment.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

I can't trace his call.
It wasn't long enough

and even... And even if it was
I couldn't... I can't triangulate it.

What do you want me to do?
Talk to me. Please, tell me what I can...

Call Hotch. Read that to him.
He'll know what to do.

-What are you going to do?
-End this.

(PANTING)

Anybody got eyes on the target?

WOMAN: (ON PA)
At Chicago. Stops in Pittsburgh.

Nothing.

Did Gideon say where he was going?

He'll be here.

-In what capacity?
-What's that supposed to mean?

As an agent or an executioner?

MAN: (ON RADIO) Twelve o'clock.
Platform 11. Target, target, east side.

I have eyes on the target.
I have a clear shot. Over.

We're about to find out.

Hold your fire, I repeat, hold your fire.
There are civilians on the platform.

Let's go! Go!

Back up. All of you back up!
We need you out of here.

It's right this way.

Whoa, hey.

No matter what happens this time,
we don't split up. Clear?

Crystal clear.

WOMAN: (ON PA)
Please clear the platform. Please move

-in an orderly fashion and follow...
-Frank.

-...directions to station security.
-Agent Hotchner.

We haven't had
the pleasure of a formal meeting.

Where's Tracy Belle?

Do you have something for me?

No, I don't.

Then you'll never see her again.

Go ahead and bring her up.

-Jane.
-Where's Tracy, Frank?

(LOCK CLICKING)

-Wait here.
-Yes, ma'am.

Did you think I wouldn't
come looking for you?

You killed two innocent women.

Without you I am lost.

Tracy, Frank?

Not until we are safely away.

Stop it, Frank. I'm not coming.

It's you and me forever.

I can't go with you.

I will never be taken by these people.

And without you, I will not stop.
Not ever.

Sarah was a doctor.
She was a mother of three boys.

Hello, Jason.

She worked and ran a treatment center
for patients with terminal cancer.

Do you know the birder's term
"twitching," Jason?

She dedicated her life
to easing the pain of others.

The pursuit of a previously
located rare bird.

You took the lives of hundreds.

All because your mother was a whore.

Mary Louise Breitkopf.
Single mother. German immigrant.

Lived on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

HOTCH: She gave birth
to her only son, Frank Breitkopf.

A bright, but ultimately strange boy.

A boy that only a mother could love.

His needs were such
that even the three jobs she worked

didn't provide for this special child.

A child she wouldn't
let out into the world.

And when she turned
to the world's oldest profession,

the boy witnessed
every terrible visitation.

You're not a rare bird, Frank.
Nothing special about you.

Common. Pedestrian. Boring.

Jane, this world, we don't fit in it.

No one understands what we are.

Jane, he sees you as his mother.
Nothing more, nothing less.

Have you ever been happier
than when you've been with me?

Never.

-Didn't we have fun?
-Jane.

-So much.
-FRANK: Come with me now.

It doesn't have to end here.

-Jane!
-I love you.

I love you, too.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Jane. Jane! Jane!

HOTCH:
Hang on a second. I'm walking to him.

Just one second. Here he is.

It's for you.

Hello?

TRACY: Agent Gideon?

Tracy.

I just wanted to call and thank you.
Thank you.

You're welcome.

HOTCH: Once again the team
had battled a monster and won.

STRAUSS: The future of the BAU is not
in the balance here.

The residual impact as a result
of the investigations

into the crimes
and criminals you pursue is.

Every cause has its effect.

You think I don't know that?

I believe you are no longer effective
in your post.

The modern furniture,
strategically placed magazines,

the framed diplomas, the art on the wall

are all in conflict
with your family photos.

You have three children, but you favor
the middle one, your son.

What do you think you're doing?

Of course you love all your children,
but not like your son.

-That's enough.
-The bonsai that you

obsessively nurture is to compensate
for feelings of failure as a mother...

Agent Hotchner, I said that is enough.

My position is not in question here.

As your superior I am questioning
your ability to lead your team.

My team? Let me tell you about my team.

HOTCH: Agent Morgan fought
to protect his identity,

from the very people who could save him.

Why? Because trust has to be earned

and there are very few people
he truly trusts.

Reid's intellect is a shield which
protects him from his emotions

and at the moment
his shield is under repair.

Prentiss overcompensates

because she doesn't yet feel
she's a part of the team.

She needn't worry.

Every day, Agent Jareau fields
dozens of requests for our team.

And every night she goes home
hoping she's made the right choices.

Garcia fills her office
with figurines and color

to remind herself to smile
as the horror fills her screens.

And Agent Gideon in many ways

is damned by his profound
knowledge of others,

which is why he shares
so little of himself.

Yet he pours his heart
into every case we handle.

I stand by my actions
and I stand by my team.

And if you think that you can find
a better person for the job, good luck.

Agent Hotchner.

How do I know you favor your son?

I'm good at my job.

STRAUSS: I put you in the BAU.

I knew how badly you wanted it.
Everyone did.

You were never exactly shy about
letting us know.

But there were those
who didn't think assigning you

to the BAU was a good idea.

They thought you were too reckless.

I believed in you, however.

It's time to pay back the faith I had.

Your team is in trouble.

They've lost sight of the big picture.

I believe they are reckless
and at times out of control.

It's time for Agent Hotchner's career
to come to an end.

And if you want to stay in the BAU,
Agent Prentiss,

you're going to help me make that happen.