Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 3, Episode 4 - Children of the Dark - full transcript
In Cherry Creek, Colorado - a suburb of Denver - middle class families are being murdered in their homes. The houses have been robbed only of small items of monetary worth. The victims have all thus far been traditional families - mother, father and children. The parents are gagged, bound and eventually brutally beaten whereas the children are murdered by an injection of phenobarbital. The nature of the deaths lead the BAU to believe there are two unsubs, a dominant and a submissive, the latter who acts as the angel of mercy in the way he kills the children. Through evidence, the BAU know the unsubs work their way into their victims' houses through a trusted ruse of some sort, and after entry the victims have no way of outside contact since phone lines are cut and cell phone access is blocked. They get a break in the case when in the latest attack, there is one survivor, the teen-aged daughter, Carrie Ortiz. Carrie witnessed the murders and saw the unsubs' faces. Other information Carrie provides is that there are indeed two, a dominant and a submissive, who referred to each other as brothers despite being from different ethnic backgrounds. The BAU also believe that the submissive may have had a reason for not killing Carrie since in this latest attack, they took an item personal to that family. When the BAU believe they've identified the unsubs and the rationale for the murders, they realize they have more to worry about than just finding the unsubs. There are also children in potential harm and an environment unwittingly breeding future killers.
DINA: Yeah, a bone spur.
I know, it's ridiculous.
And Tom wants to have another baby,
did I mention this?
Let's see, I'm 38 years old,
and I have runaway bones
growing out of my feet.
(CRYING ON TV)
-Nineteen?
-You're guessing again.
-Because I don't know.
-Because you're not focusing.
Fifteen.
Mmm-mmm.
-Damn it.
-Hey, what kind of language is that?
-Mom says it all the time.
-Mom is a grown-up.
I know I always wanted a girl,
but now that I have two boys,
it just seems...
Oh, damn it.
No, I just spilled some wine.
Well, it's doable.
I got my whole life ahead of me, right?
(BEEPING ON PHONE)
Lynn? Hello? Great.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
DINA: Tom, could you get that?
It's probably Carol returning
the dish from the potluck.
You, focus.
Hey, it just ran out in front of the car.
Is it yours?
Oh, my gosh. No, we don't have a cat.
Could it maybe
be one of your neighbors'?
-I guess it's possible.
-HAYDEN: Is it dead?
Hayden, go in the other room.
-It looks like there's a tag.
-Don't touch it. It might have a disease.
There's a number, do you think
maybe I could use your telephone?
-It's not working.
-What do you mean, it's not working?
I don't know, it died.
Maybe the batteries?
-You can use my cell.
-Thanks.
Hey, those are some pretty nice clubs.
You must be a good player.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah, they're nice clubs,
but my game is a wreck.
-That's weird. There's no signal.
-You got a bag?
-A bag?
-Like she said, it might have a disease.
Oh, yeah, sure. Just a second.
(SHUDDERING)
-You want to step in?
-Yeah, thank you.
I don't see
why we have to get him a bag.
-It's called being neighborly.
-He's not our neighbor.
Do we have to argue about this?
Excuse me for not wanting
a dead animal brought into my house.
Sorry, my friend is a little shook up.
He was driving when we, you know...
Yeah, sure.
Whoa! Little guy's a load,
should maybe double bag it.
Look, guys,
we were just getting ready to eat.
Oh! Family dinner, that's nice.
Come home from playing golf,
have a nice meal, nice family,
you're a lucky guy.
Yeah, so if you guys don't mind?
What are we supposed to do
with the cat?
-I don't know. Take it to a vet, I guess.
-What's a vet going to do? It's dead.
Hey, what kind of clubs
are these anyway?
-Guys, I don't want any trouble.
-We'll call the police.
How you gonna do that?
You could yell, I guess.
You have to be real loud, though.
Look, this is ridiculous,
you guys get out...
-Don't touch me, bitch!
-What the hell do you think you... Argh!
-Dad!
-TOM: Boys, get in your room.
No, boys, stay.
The Halbert family. They were
murdered in their home, last night,
in the Denver suburb of Cherry Creek.
It's the third home invasion
like this in the last month.
They kill everyone.
Parents, kids, pets if they have them.
Always families, nice neighborhoods.
MORGAN: What do they take?
JJ: Nothing they can't fit
in their pockets. Cash, jewelry.
There are hundreds of ways
to get cash and jewels
without killing entire families.
That's why home invasions are
so hard to profile, multiple motives.
National statistics show an uptick in
home invasions over the last few years.
18% in Colorado.
Yeah, you know it's bad
if they're inviting us back.
Back?
Things went bad
after the JonBenet Ramsey case,
when a couple of agents
publicly criticized local detectives.
They didn't need us
to make them look bad.
And that was in Boulder.
Yeah, but the state-wide media ran
with it and it took on a life of its own.
I talked to a Lieutenant Nellis.
Trust me, they want our help.
They need it. The first two invasions
were 20 days apart,
this last one was just nine days later.
So, they're killing in faster cycles,
acquiring a taste.
And getting better at it every time.
PRENTISS: "In the city, crime is taken
as emblematic of class and race.
"In the suburbs, though,
it's intimate and psychological,
"resistant to generalization,
a mystery of the individual soul."
Barbara Ehrenreich.
Home invasions typically involve
the elderly and single females.
The fact that entire families are being
targeted suggests multiple UnSubs.
Could mean gang-related,
revenge motive, personal business.
I don't think any of these victims
are running in gang circles.
Sewing circles, more like it.
PTA moms, gray flannel dads.
-These guys are killing the Cleavers.
-Strange.
-The pattern?
-No, the Cleavers.
Of all the names
for a 1950s idyllic TV family.
I mean,
it's rife with violent implication.
Kind of makes you wonder how the
writers really felt about suburbia, huh?
Focus, please.
Uh... Okay, what about class-based
uprising, Helter Skelter?
There's no graffiti, no messages,
at least not visible ones.
-There's no rituals.
-You know, Manson's aim
was to start a race war,
there's no proof of any hate crime here.
The parent murders are brutal, messy,
the instruments vary.
Golf club, kitchen knife, iron.
Household implements,
symbols of family.
But the kids were different.
They died by injection, pentobarbital.
It's a barbiturate, sometimes used as
an anti-convulsant for epileptics,
anxiety disorders and state executions.
The invasions are well-planned.
Phone lines are cut.
Ligature marks show
the parents were bound and gagged.
Looks like these guys
had some robbery experience.
And then found their true calling.
No sign of forced entry.
-Same as the other two houses, right?
-Yeah.
So, it's late and the doorbell rings,
I come over and I flip the switch.
Huh.
They made it dark. No one sees
anything if they're walking by.
But I can still see
through the peephole.
HOTCH: If you look like trouble,
I might not let you in.
But if you look non-threatening,
maybe I open up.
So, the occupants either knew them
or they lied their way in.
With this kind of overkill,
there's usually history.
Right, if it was just about
eliminating witnesses,
it would never have been so vicious.
This is rage.
-You think they know the families?
-It's possible.
And then, there's the kids.
Tucked in, quiet, orderly, controlled.
Speaks to an introvert
with some capacity for remorse.
-Two profiles.
-Two UnSubs.
-Have these chairs been moved?
-NELLIS: No, it's all how we found it.
So, they've been positioned to face
the area where the parents were killed.
Everything's been cleared out,
like a stage.
It's entertainment.
They sit and watch the parents die.
Maybe.
I came by about 9:00
to return the Pyrex.
No one answered when I rang the bell,
but lights were on inside.
Did you happen to
look in the windows?
Not then, no.
I had my cell phone, I was gonna call,
but I couldn't get a signal,
which was strange.
Why was that strange?
You always get a signal here,
there's a tower on the next block.
I left the dish,
this morning it was still here.
So I came over.
That's when I looked inside.
-And you called the police on your cell?
-Yeah.
These guys don't lack confidence,
targeting entire families
is a high-risk endeavor.
It's possible they're minimizing that risk
by jamming cell phones inside
the house so no one can call out.
High-tech,
that narrows the profile, right?
Not really.
You can buy a handheld jammer
online for, what, 100 bucks?
I could use one of those
next time I go to the movies.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-Hey, girl, you're on speaker, behave.
-Or what, you'll spank me?
So, I've been searching the area
for unsolved robberies.
I've found four with similar elements,
phone lines cut, small valuables only.
-Occupants tied up?
-Yes, but no homicides.
Thanks, doll face. I'll call you back.
If this is our guy, something
made them graduate to murder.
If we can figure out
what that trigger was,
it might tell us
how they choose their victims.
That would help.
I've been looking into victimology,
and so far there's really nothing
to connect the families.
Different political affiliations,
different careers,
different school systems.
At this point it simply appears
the UnSubs are targeting their victims
at random.
"A reunion is in your future."
Hey, what do you think that means?
It doesn't mean nothing. It's a gimmick.
(SPEAKING CANTONESE)
(BEEPING)
(SIGHS)
Hey, it's your turn.
See anything you like?
-We just don't think it's a good idea.
-You haven't even thought about it.
You're just too young
to spend a weekend with some boy,
it's that simple.
-No, it's a whole group of us, Dad.
-No.
Look, I've earned some capital here.
I should be able to spend it
however I want.
-Who are you? George Bush?
-Don't laugh at me.
Gosh, I do everything
you've ever wanted.
Summer job, student government,
drill team...
-You like drill.
-Are you kidding?
I do it to pad my resume,
to fulfill your dreams
of getting me into a good college.
That's not fair, Carrie.
You know, just because
you two were losers in high school,
doesn't give you the right
to take it out on me.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Hey, you ever think about going home?
-No.
-Visit the folks?
Might be time.
I don't want to ever go back there.
Not ever.
I'm bored.
Pick somebody, or I'm taking your turn.
Reunion.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Hey, it just ran out in front of my car,
is it yours?
(GASPING)
(GASPS)
-My God, what happened to you?
-(SOBBING) They killed us.
-Call 911.
-I need to report an emergency.
We're looking for two men.
Probably white given the
neighborhoods that they hit.
Mid to late 20s,
intelligent and organized.
These are career criminals,
one or both has done hard time,
but neither presents as a convict.
They would appear
clean-shaven, well-dressed.
Neighborly. This helps them
talk their way into the homes.
-They may also be using a ruse.
-What kind of ruse?
Given that the invasions
have taken place in the evening,
it could be anything.
It could be door-to-door sales,
person in distress, car trouble.
Derrick Todd Lee
used a tape of a baby crying
to get women
to open their doors in Baton Rouge.
Never underestimate their creativity.
These men share a very tight bond
and a mutual compulsion to kill,
but their signatures reveal
two very distinct personalities.
One brutalizes the parents,
this is the dominant one,
sadistic, remorseless,
extremely volatile.
The other prefers a needle.
His injections are consistent
with an Angel of Death.
He's more withdrawn, sensitive,
and he has a warped sense of mercy.
Agent Morgan is passing out
a list of places
where he might have access
to the drug he uses. It's long, but...
Hotch, there's been another one
and they're sending an ambulance.
-Ambulance.
-There's a survivor?
She's lucky to be alive. The injection
went into the soft tissue of the arm.
Missed the vein.
-That's a first, this guy doesn't miss.
-Like I said, she's lucky.
-Is she conscious?
-She's in and out.
Keep in mind,
she's suffering the effects
of an acute barbiturate overdose.
She's drowsy, confused.
Given what's happened,
that's probably best.
You can inform the next of kin in LA,
but ask them to keep it close.
I don't want the media
to know there's a survivor.
MORGAN: Kid's in his room
down the hall.
-How old?
-Seven.
You all right?
At least
they left the flowers alive, right?
It looks like the bodies
were moved postmortem.
The daughter had blood on her
when they found her.
She must have woken up,
come out here and found them.
You answer your door
and the next thing you know,
everyone you care about is gone.
If it was me, I'd want to be gone, too.
I went to get a bag, but when I got
back, there were two of them.
What did the other one look like?
Heavier. Hispanic.
Quiet. He never looked straight ahead.
-What do you mean?
-Like,
a few times I felt him staring at me.
When I looked up,
he always looked away.
Avoiding eye contact?
And then my dad came in from
the study, and they jumped him.
They made Danny call for my mom.
And they tied them up.
And then one of them went over
and got the thing from the fireplace,
he started hitting them with it.
They made us watch.
Okay, you know what?
We can take a break.
No. You need this, right?
After a while,
the quiet one took Danny away,
and the other one just started going
through drawers, looking for stuff.
And I ran.
Danny. Danny, we got to go.
-It's better this way, Lucy.
-What did you do to him?
-Lucy, listen...
-My name's not Lucy, you freak.
-I can take care of you now.
-Please.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
I don't know what you're trying to say,
but you have to be quiet, okay?
You're gonna make my brother mad.
Shh! Let's go. Let's go.
-No.
-Shh! Lucy, come on.
No.
MORGAN: Hey, Hotch.
They only take things
with monetary value, right?
-Jewelry, cash. No souvenirs.
-Far as we know.
One of them just broke pattern.
Witness says
these UnSubs are using cats.
We should find out
where they might be getting them.
Well, there's plenty of strays out there.
Nobody would notice
if a few went missing.
Or they could work someplace
where they had access to animals.
Could overlap with the pentobarbital.
Research labs, veterinary hospitals.
I'll get Garcia to make up a list.
Carrie said that they
referred to each other as brothers.
It's not uncommon for duos
to be related.
The Hillside Stranglers were cousins,
the Carr brothers
perpetrated the Wichita Massacre.
Yeah, but these two
are of different races.
And Carrie said the Hispanic one
did not speak Spanish,
-which makes me think...
-Raised in a white household,
-maybe they're half-brothers.
-What if they're adopted?
Family destruction
plays a role in the crimes,
it could be a reflection
of their own broken home.
HOTCH: This guy expressed
affection for Carrie.
We know he took her photograph.
We can use that.
If we release news of her survival,
it might draw him out.
Not comfortable with that?
Okay, but I would be more comfortable
if we doubled her security.
(SHUSHING)
(WHIMPERING)
You're probably expecting some nice
family to take you away from all this,
but that's a lie.
They would have hurt you.
You're one of the lucky ones, okay?
Sleep. Sleep.
Hey, Ervin, you got a visitor.
-What did you do?
-What did I do? I didn't do anything...
That girl, she survived.
It's all over the news.
She did?
And she's probably telling them
everything right now.
Man, I thought it was a good shot.
And this has nothing to do
with your little crush?
-Hey, it's not a crush.
-It doesn't matter!
Maybe this is a sign, Gary.
Maybe we should stop.
-I mean, I'm making good money.
-Screw the money.
-But the kids...
-The kids are better off.
You know that.
Don't go soft on me now.
We're all we got.
We're family. We're family.
Okay, good. Thank you.
-Hey, so Carrie's been cleared to go.
-I wish she had somewhere to go.
Ah! No luck with the LA thing?
Can't this girl catch a break?
It just ran into the road, is it yours?
(SCREAMING)
Carrie! Carrie! Carrie, wake up!
Wake up, wake up. It's okay.
It was Daddy.
-It's okay. It was just a dream.
-Okay. I'm okay.
Okay?
We brought you a change of clothes.
I didn't know what to grab you,
so I just got three of everything.
From the house?
It looks like a flower shop in here.
Yeah, they all started coming in
after the news broadcast.
PRENTISS: The exact
same floral arrangement
was in the Ortiz living room.
HOTCH: Could be coincidence.
Or the sender was in the house,
associated it with her.
-No note?
-No.
-Just a blank card from the floral shop.
-Get Garcia to track the delivery
and Reid's got something for us
when you're done.
-Hey, Garcia, it's Em.
-Why cats?
-Sorry?
-GARCIA: Evil has no boundaries.
Well, for what it's worth,
I think they go peacefully.
-Yeah, how do we catch these guys?
-Back-trace a flower delivery for me.
This is the Laybourne house,
where we believe our UnSubs
graduated from robbery to murder.
Did you find a trigger?
Not until I looked
at the daughter's autopsy reports.
-Check out the bruises on her torso.
-She was beaten?
But not by our UnSubs.
The coroner noted
those bruises were several days old.
It turns out
she'd been to the emergency room
three times in less than two years.
The DSS had even been notified.
So, the Laybournes were abusing
their daughter. Where's this going?
One of the UnSubs
decimates parental figures.
We know the statistics there,
it's likely he was abused himself.
So, you're saying the UnSub
recognized the signs of abuse,
flew into a rage and killed the parents?
Anger displacement. He's getting
revenge for his own childhood abuse.
So you think
the victims were beating their kids?
The Laybourne case
was just the trigger,
but now they see all parents the same.
-No, that doesn't explain the kids.
-Maybe it does.
Think of the family annihilators,
John List and Mark Barton.
They thought they were
saving their kids by killing them.
NELLIS: But what is
he saving them from?
A life without their parents,
without love, a life like his.
They're orphans. What if they both
grew up in a third-party household?
What, like a foster home?
Didn't Carrie describe an aversion
to eye contact?
Oppositional Defiant Disorder.
Often seen in kids
who grew up in foster homes.
Guys, I think we may have found
our girl's secret admirer.
-Garcia traced the flowers?
-Yeah.
Paid for by phone with a credit card
under the name Robert Serrano.
Detective,
the flowers weren't the only thing
they bought on that stolen credit card.
$31 worth of gas at a station
three blocks from here.
Hey, Paul, follow up at the station,
see if you can pull
security camera footage, ID that car.
Security chain's been broken.
They couldn't lie their way in this time.
The media blew their MO.
They're speeding up.
Feel us getting close.
This is close?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-MORGAN: Talk to me, Garcia.
-So, felons in the Denver area
with foster background,
stress on assaults and burglaries.
-What'd you get?
-The phone book.
The foster system's
a bit of a breeding ground, go figure.
-Try crossing it...
-With offenders having
workplace access
to small animals and or pentobarbital?
-How many names?
-Nine, matching all three criteria.
-Sending them now.
-Now we're close.
Cameras at that gas station
grabbed a visual of the car.
Oldsmobile, mid-'80s,
partial plate only.
-Anything on the driver?
-It's fuzzy.
Then, I guess it's gonna be up to her.
-Is she up for it?
-I don't know.
-This one.
-Are you sure?
Okay, that's Ervin Robles.
Last known is 39 Hill Street.
That's downtown.
Employed by the Denver City Pound.
Let's go.
Your parents would be
really proud of you.
-It's too late to be a good daughter now.
-Oh! That's not true.
I was horrible to them.
And now they're gone.
Why did they do it?
I mean, there has to be a reason, right?
You'll drive yourself crazy
trying to figure out the reason.
-I go crazy every time I close my eyes.
-It may have something to do
with what happened to them
when they were younger.
Like what?
They were abused or something?
There's a good chance.
Are there any happy families?
Thank you.
Excuse me, sir.
I'm Agent Hotchner with the FBI.
This is Agent Prentiss.
-We're looking for Ervin Robles.
-Ervin's off till the weekend.
Do you have any idea
where we might find him?
You might want to try his apartment.
We've been there, it's abandoned.
Where do you send his checks?
-He picks them up. What's this about?
-We'd just like to talk to him.
Who can we talk to
that actually knows him?
Well, nobody really.
He comes in, does his job and leaves.
-Real quiet. Efficient, though.
-Doing what?
Well, actual title's
Animal Care Technician,
but really
he's kind of the on-site Kevorkian.
We need you to call him.
Supervisor left a message for Ervin
to come in right away, work emergency.
He also said
a man stopped by yesterday,
got into a heated argument with Ervin.
Description sounded
a lot like the one Carrie gave.
The partner. Did they say
what they were fighting about?
-No, he couldn't hear it.
-We need a name on this guy.
Until we find Ervin, there's only
one person that can tell us that.
PRENTISS: The foster mom.
My God. Ervin?
I mean, he had behavior problems,
they all do,
but nothing we couldn't handle.
And he hasn't been acting alone,
Mrs. Manwaring, he's got a partner.
Perhaps someone else
who grew up in your care.
Tyler, the adults are talking here.
I just want some milk.
Can you open the fridge?
You know the rules.
(SIGHS)
They'll eat you out of house and home
if you let them.
Is there anyone Ervin
was especially close to?
Someone he would have looked up to?
Somebody who protected him?
Gary.
We tried with him, but he tested us.
-Have you kept in touch with him?
-Oh, God, no.
Gary left the day he turned 18,
never looked back.
Ervin was a mess when he got here.
He'd been separated
from a younger sister.
-PRENTISS: Where did she go?
-Nobody told me.
Siblings get separated all the time.
But they find new ones here.
Like Ervin found Gary.
What was the name of his sister?
The one he was separated from.
Oh, let me think. Uh...
He used to call her name out
in the middle of the night,
wake the whole house up.
Hal, what was that girl's name?
Rosie, I think.
-Lucy?
-Yes, Lucy. Lucy. That was it.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-Carrie said he called her Lucy.
-Hotchner. Yeah, just leaving.
Ervin returned the call.
He's on his way to work.
-Thank you.
-Thanks.
POLICEMAN: (ON RADIO) Subject
approaching on foot from north alley.
Ervin Robles! Right there!
Get your ass
down on the ground right now! Ervin!
Where are you going, Ervin?
Why are you running?
POLICEMAN: All secure.
The FBI's got him.
Give me your hand.
Argh!
Let's go.
MORGAN: You're not helping yourself
if you don't talk to me.
He's giving me nothing.
You want another crack at him?
No, we can't keep
going around like this.
So, let him stew, wear him down.
We don't have time.
We need him to find Gary.
Kids who grew up like he did, they're
incapable of forming attachments.
It's not like we're gonna earn his trust.
Their whole MO is predicated
on the union of their two personalities,
and with Ervin out of the picture,
there's no telling what Gary could do.
So, he won't talk to us,
but maybe he'll talk to family.
Right this way. Remember,
he'll be in handcuffs, leg irons.
There'll be nothing to worry about.
PRENTISS: And I will be
in there with you.
Okay.
You don't have to do this
if you don't want to, Carrie.
I do.
Remember, we're interested in Gary.
His whereabouts, his next move.
I will keep him
on point about that, Carrie.
Just try your best to keep him engaged.
-Right this way.
-Okay, I'm sorry.
Can we just stop
and think about this for a minute?
-She'll be okay.
-She's a kid.
-What is she trying to prove here?
-That she can be a good daughter.
Hey, you're here.
-Did you get the flowers that I sent?
-Yeah. Pretty.
They were to say that I'm sorry.
Flowers aren't enough, Ervin.
We need Gary.
-That won't make it up though.
-PRENTISS: It's a start.
ERVIN: No.
'Cause they're gonna send you
away now. Don't you see that?
That's what they do with all the strays.
They send them away.
That's why I make them go to sleep,
so that they don't have to suffer.
Ervin, more people are gonna suffer
if we can't find Gary.
So, when you killed my brother,
you were doing him a favor?
-It's true.
-And what about me?
Wait, let's just address
one thing at a time.
'Cause I just wanted to see you again.
You looked so much like Lucy.
I couldn't. I know it's selfish, but I...
-Selfish? It's insane.
-Okay, Carrie, let's take a break.
What happened to you
that was so bad?
She used to make it go dark.
I mean, that's what we used to call it.
She would put me in the bath to pray,
and then she'd hold my head down
under the water.
Sometimes I could stay awake
for, like, a minute,
sometimes a little more.
And then it would all go dark.
-They've still got kids in that house.
-Another kid, another welfare check.
Let's call DSS and see
if we can get them out of there.
-What is she doing?
-They can't hurt you anymore, Ervin.
I wanted to stop, but Gary,
he went through it way, way worse
when we were kids.
And he never got the chance
to fight back.
So, he fought those other families.
-Only because I wouldn't go back.
-Back?
Gary's going to your foster home,
isn't he?
Get him out of there.
(SOBBING)
Carrie, you did so good. You did good.
What is all this?
We have reason to believe that Gary
may be on his way here to hurt you.
Me? I don't understand.
His murders are rehearsals
of what he wants to do to you.
Because of what you did to him
in this house.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Ma'am, we don't have time
to debate this.
The fact is
you and your husband are in danger.
I have to pick up the children at school.
We'll send someone to pick them up.
The only way we can protect you
is if you go back inside.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
Hey, buddy. You don't remember me?
I used to live in your house,
a long time ago,
you were just a little guy.
We're not supposed to
talk to strangers.
Not supposed to wear your shoes
in the house,
not supposed to
go to the bathroom after bedtime.
She still wear the
refrigerator key around her neck?
I'm Gary. I'll give you guys a ride.
Come on.
Witnesses saw the kids
getting into a late '80s Oldsmobile
-about 20 minutes ago.
-I heard.
-Denver P.D. set up a 20 mile perimeter.
-What does he want with the kids?
With Ervin out of the way,
maybe Gary's trying to do his job.
He makes them sleep.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-Reid, what?
-We got him.
He's at a donut shop
two miles from the school.
Black and white saw the car,
called it in.
Kids?
We've got a visual on Gary and the
boy, but I don't see the girl.
-Are you the police?
-Yeah.
He told me to give this to you.
We might have a problem, Hotch.
Guys, guys, fall back.
I don't want him feeling boxed in.
I've got sharpshooters lining up.
Tell them to keep their safeties on.
I want to talk to him first.
-Hotch?
-Yeah.
Got the clerk.
The guy sitting at the table
with the little boy,
-I'd like to speak to him, please.
-You got a call over here, man.
Grab your stuff. Come on.
GARY: Who's this?
I'm the only thing
standing between you and a bullet.
Well, bring it. I always wanted
to die in a donut shop.
And never see Ervin again?
He told us what the Manwarings
did to you in that house.
I don't care what he told you.
It's history.
They're the objects of your anger,
Gary, not that little boy in there.
-It's too late for the boy, regardless.
-No, it's not. It's not, Gary.
And deep down, I think you know
that he still has a chance.
He doesn't have to be you.
Maybe, maybe not.
So, what say we leave it up to him?
What is it? What'd he say?
Tyler. Come here. Come on.
Gary! Put your hands up
where I can see them. Don't move.
Get down on your knees. Interlace
your fingers behind your head.
Give me this hand. Give me this hand.
Get on your feet.
I don't know what you did,
but nice work.
Thanks.
MORGAN: Yeah, I understand that.
I'm asking if there's
some type of alternative for them.
Nothing?
-Yes, I got it. Don't ask me to like it.
-What? What is it?
Social services won't intervene
until they do a full investigation.
-We have to take them home?
-Yeah.
Hang on a second.
I teach crisis negotiation.
I co-wrote the text book.
And in 12 years, I've never talked
anybody off a ledge so fast.
Well, bit of a milestone, then.
-Why'd you walk out that door, Gary?
-Sugar crash.
Tyler, let me talk to you for a second.
Kid, listen to me.
Anything you ever need,
any problem you might be
having here at home,
I want you to know you can call me,
anytime, Tyler.
You understand? Anytime.
(SIGHS)
There you are.
(EXHALES)
This sucks.
So, meet at 4:30 on the stairs.
And you can direct all your questions
to Lieutenant Nellis at the Denver P.D.,
all right?
-They'll be taking everything...
-So, what happened next?
MAN: Everything seemed
perfectly normal
-between the two of them.
-You're welcome.
I didn't know anything was up
until he came and got the phone.
That's when I saw the piece.
Then I handed him the phone and...
Excuse me. Did you say "piece"?
Yeah. Revolver of some sort.
He had it stuck in his pants.
-Did you clear a gun?
-No.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Yeah, Reid?
Hotch, the clerk said Gary had a gun,
but we didn't recover anything here.
-You're sure?
-REID: Yeah.
I saw Nellis turn him inside-out,
he had nothing on him.
I guess it's probably here somewhere.
A gun doesn't just walk away.
Hotch?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah, Hotch.
We just dropped them off.
We're leaving.
Backpacks? No, why?
Why would we search the backpacks?
(GUN FIRING)
(TO BUILD A HOME PLAYING)
Tyler, drop that gun.
-Are you hurt?
-No.
Tyler. Come on, kid, take it easy.
-They're lies.
-I know.
But you could have come in here
and you could have made her pay.
And you didn't, because you're good.
You're not Gary.
No, you're nothing like him.
Look at me. I don't want to hurt you.
Okay?
Let's make a deal.
You give me that gun,
and I promise you,
I will walk you out of here
and you will never have to come back.
Sound pretty good? Yeah?
Okay.
Give me the gun.
I got you.
I got you.
-I could take her.
-Take her?
Carrie. To D.C.
-You mean to live with you?
-Yeah.
Why would you want to do that?
I have room, money and,
you know, she's smart.
-Two, three years she goes to college.
-Prentiss, this is the job,
and I need to know
that you can be objective.
And I need to know
that I can be human.
JJ heard from the family
and they're on their way from LA.
Oh!
That's...
That's great.
-Tell me they restocked the bar.
-I called ahead.
Do you mind waking him up?
I just want to hear his voice. Thanks.
-You okay?
-Yeah.
-They're good people, Carrie's family.
-Good. I'm glad.
-I think it's a good idea, though.
-What's that?
You. Kids.
I can see it.
Yeah?
I know, it's ridiculous.
And Tom wants to have another baby,
did I mention this?
Let's see, I'm 38 years old,
and I have runaway bones
growing out of my feet.
(CRYING ON TV)
-Nineteen?
-You're guessing again.
-Because I don't know.
-Because you're not focusing.
Fifteen.
Mmm-mmm.
-Damn it.
-Hey, what kind of language is that?
-Mom says it all the time.
-Mom is a grown-up.
I know I always wanted a girl,
but now that I have two boys,
it just seems...
Oh, damn it.
No, I just spilled some wine.
Well, it's doable.
I got my whole life ahead of me, right?
(BEEPING ON PHONE)
Lynn? Hello? Great.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
DINA: Tom, could you get that?
It's probably Carol returning
the dish from the potluck.
You, focus.
Hey, it just ran out in front of the car.
Is it yours?
Oh, my gosh. No, we don't have a cat.
Could it maybe
be one of your neighbors'?
-I guess it's possible.
-HAYDEN: Is it dead?
Hayden, go in the other room.
-It looks like there's a tag.
-Don't touch it. It might have a disease.
There's a number, do you think
maybe I could use your telephone?
-It's not working.
-What do you mean, it's not working?
I don't know, it died.
Maybe the batteries?
-You can use my cell.
-Thanks.
Hey, those are some pretty nice clubs.
You must be a good player.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah, they're nice clubs,
but my game is a wreck.
-That's weird. There's no signal.
-You got a bag?
-A bag?
-Like she said, it might have a disease.
Oh, yeah, sure. Just a second.
(SHUDDERING)
-You want to step in?
-Yeah, thank you.
I don't see
why we have to get him a bag.
-It's called being neighborly.
-He's not our neighbor.
Do we have to argue about this?
Excuse me for not wanting
a dead animal brought into my house.
Sorry, my friend is a little shook up.
He was driving when we, you know...
Yeah, sure.
Whoa! Little guy's a load,
should maybe double bag it.
Look, guys,
we were just getting ready to eat.
Oh! Family dinner, that's nice.
Come home from playing golf,
have a nice meal, nice family,
you're a lucky guy.
Yeah, so if you guys don't mind?
What are we supposed to do
with the cat?
-I don't know. Take it to a vet, I guess.
-What's a vet going to do? It's dead.
Hey, what kind of clubs
are these anyway?
-Guys, I don't want any trouble.
-We'll call the police.
How you gonna do that?
You could yell, I guess.
You have to be real loud, though.
Look, this is ridiculous,
you guys get out...
-Don't touch me, bitch!
-What the hell do you think you... Argh!
-Dad!
-TOM: Boys, get in your room.
No, boys, stay.
The Halbert family. They were
murdered in their home, last night,
in the Denver suburb of Cherry Creek.
It's the third home invasion
like this in the last month.
They kill everyone.
Parents, kids, pets if they have them.
Always families, nice neighborhoods.
MORGAN: What do they take?
JJ: Nothing they can't fit
in their pockets. Cash, jewelry.
There are hundreds of ways
to get cash and jewels
without killing entire families.
That's why home invasions are
so hard to profile, multiple motives.
National statistics show an uptick in
home invasions over the last few years.
18% in Colorado.
Yeah, you know it's bad
if they're inviting us back.
Back?
Things went bad
after the JonBenet Ramsey case,
when a couple of agents
publicly criticized local detectives.
They didn't need us
to make them look bad.
And that was in Boulder.
Yeah, but the state-wide media ran
with it and it took on a life of its own.
I talked to a Lieutenant Nellis.
Trust me, they want our help.
They need it. The first two invasions
were 20 days apart,
this last one was just nine days later.
So, they're killing in faster cycles,
acquiring a taste.
And getting better at it every time.
PRENTISS: "In the city, crime is taken
as emblematic of class and race.
"In the suburbs, though,
it's intimate and psychological,
"resistant to generalization,
a mystery of the individual soul."
Barbara Ehrenreich.
Home invasions typically involve
the elderly and single females.
The fact that entire families are being
targeted suggests multiple UnSubs.
Could mean gang-related,
revenge motive, personal business.
I don't think any of these victims
are running in gang circles.
Sewing circles, more like it.
PTA moms, gray flannel dads.
-These guys are killing the Cleavers.
-Strange.
-The pattern?
-No, the Cleavers.
Of all the names
for a 1950s idyllic TV family.
I mean,
it's rife with violent implication.
Kind of makes you wonder how the
writers really felt about suburbia, huh?
Focus, please.
Uh... Okay, what about class-based
uprising, Helter Skelter?
There's no graffiti, no messages,
at least not visible ones.
-There's no rituals.
-You know, Manson's aim
was to start a race war,
there's no proof of any hate crime here.
The parent murders are brutal, messy,
the instruments vary.
Golf club, kitchen knife, iron.
Household implements,
symbols of family.
But the kids were different.
They died by injection, pentobarbital.
It's a barbiturate, sometimes used as
an anti-convulsant for epileptics,
anxiety disorders and state executions.
The invasions are well-planned.
Phone lines are cut.
Ligature marks show
the parents were bound and gagged.
Looks like these guys
had some robbery experience.
And then found their true calling.
No sign of forced entry.
-Same as the other two houses, right?
-Yeah.
So, it's late and the doorbell rings,
I come over and I flip the switch.
Huh.
They made it dark. No one sees
anything if they're walking by.
But I can still see
through the peephole.
HOTCH: If you look like trouble,
I might not let you in.
But if you look non-threatening,
maybe I open up.
So, the occupants either knew them
or they lied their way in.
With this kind of overkill,
there's usually history.
Right, if it was just about
eliminating witnesses,
it would never have been so vicious.
This is rage.
-You think they know the families?
-It's possible.
And then, there's the kids.
Tucked in, quiet, orderly, controlled.
Speaks to an introvert
with some capacity for remorse.
-Two profiles.
-Two UnSubs.
-Have these chairs been moved?
-NELLIS: No, it's all how we found it.
So, they've been positioned to face
the area where the parents were killed.
Everything's been cleared out,
like a stage.
It's entertainment.
They sit and watch the parents die.
Maybe.
I came by about 9:00
to return the Pyrex.
No one answered when I rang the bell,
but lights were on inside.
Did you happen to
look in the windows?
Not then, no.
I had my cell phone, I was gonna call,
but I couldn't get a signal,
which was strange.
Why was that strange?
You always get a signal here,
there's a tower on the next block.
I left the dish,
this morning it was still here.
So I came over.
That's when I looked inside.
-And you called the police on your cell?
-Yeah.
These guys don't lack confidence,
targeting entire families
is a high-risk endeavor.
It's possible they're minimizing that risk
by jamming cell phones inside
the house so no one can call out.
High-tech,
that narrows the profile, right?
Not really.
You can buy a handheld jammer
online for, what, 100 bucks?
I could use one of those
next time I go to the movies.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-Hey, girl, you're on speaker, behave.
-Or what, you'll spank me?
So, I've been searching the area
for unsolved robberies.
I've found four with similar elements,
phone lines cut, small valuables only.
-Occupants tied up?
-Yes, but no homicides.
Thanks, doll face. I'll call you back.
If this is our guy, something
made them graduate to murder.
If we can figure out
what that trigger was,
it might tell us
how they choose their victims.
That would help.
I've been looking into victimology,
and so far there's really nothing
to connect the families.
Different political affiliations,
different careers,
different school systems.
At this point it simply appears
the UnSubs are targeting their victims
at random.
"A reunion is in your future."
Hey, what do you think that means?
It doesn't mean nothing. It's a gimmick.
(SPEAKING CANTONESE)
(BEEPING)
(SIGHS)
Hey, it's your turn.
See anything you like?
-We just don't think it's a good idea.
-You haven't even thought about it.
You're just too young
to spend a weekend with some boy,
it's that simple.
-No, it's a whole group of us, Dad.
-No.
Look, I've earned some capital here.
I should be able to spend it
however I want.
-Who are you? George Bush?
-Don't laugh at me.
Gosh, I do everything
you've ever wanted.
Summer job, student government,
drill team...
-You like drill.
-Are you kidding?
I do it to pad my resume,
to fulfill your dreams
of getting me into a good college.
That's not fair, Carrie.
You know, just because
you two were losers in high school,
doesn't give you the right
to take it out on me.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
Hey, you ever think about going home?
-No.
-Visit the folks?
Might be time.
I don't want to ever go back there.
Not ever.
I'm bored.
Pick somebody, or I'm taking your turn.
Reunion.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Hey, it just ran out in front of my car,
is it yours?
(GASPING)
(GASPS)
-My God, what happened to you?
-(SOBBING) They killed us.
-Call 911.
-I need to report an emergency.
We're looking for two men.
Probably white given the
neighborhoods that they hit.
Mid to late 20s,
intelligent and organized.
These are career criminals,
one or both has done hard time,
but neither presents as a convict.
They would appear
clean-shaven, well-dressed.
Neighborly. This helps them
talk their way into the homes.
-They may also be using a ruse.
-What kind of ruse?
Given that the invasions
have taken place in the evening,
it could be anything.
It could be door-to-door sales,
person in distress, car trouble.
Derrick Todd Lee
used a tape of a baby crying
to get women
to open their doors in Baton Rouge.
Never underestimate their creativity.
These men share a very tight bond
and a mutual compulsion to kill,
but their signatures reveal
two very distinct personalities.
One brutalizes the parents,
this is the dominant one,
sadistic, remorseless,
extremely volatile.
The other prefers a needle.
His injections are consistent
with an Angel of Death.
He's more withdrawn, sensitive,
and he has a warped sense of mercy.
Agent Morgan is passing out
a list of places
where he might have access
to the drug he uses. It's long, but...
Hotch, there's been another one
and they're sending an ambulance.
-Ambulance.
-There's a survivor?
She's lucky to be alive. The injection
went into the soft tissue of the arm.
Missed the vein.
-That's a first, this guy doesn't miss.
-Like I said, she's lucky.
-Is she conscious?
-She's in and out.
Keep in mind,
she's suffering the effects
of an acute barbiturate overdose.
She's drowsy, confused.
Given what's happened,
that's probably best.
You can inform the next of kin in LA,
but ask them to keep it close.
I don't want the media
to know there's a survivor.
MORGAN: Kid's in his room
down the hall.
-How old?
-Seven.
You all right?
At least
they left the flowers alive, right?
It looks like the bodies
were moved postmortem.
The daughter had blood on her
when they found her.
She must have woken up,
come out here and found them.
You answer your door
and the next thing you know,
everyone you care about is gone.
If it was me, I'd want to be gone, too.
I went to get a bag, but when I got
back, there were two of them.
What did the other one look like?
Heavier. Hispanic.
Quiet. He never looked straight ahead.
-What do you mean?
-Like,
a few times I felt him staring at me.
When I looked up,
he always looked away.
Avoiding eye contact?
And then my dad came in from
the study, and they jumped him.
They made Danny call for my mom.
And they tied them up.
And then one of them went over
and got the thing from the fireplace,
he started hitting them with it.
They made us watch.
Okay, you know what?
We can take a break.
No. You need this, right?
After a while,
the quiet one took Danny away,
and the other one just started going
through drawers, looking for stuff.
And I ran.
Danny. Danny, we got to go.
-It's better this way, Lucy.
-What did you do to him?
-Lucy, listen...
-My name's not Lucy, you freak.
-I can take care of you now.
-Please.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
I don't know what you're trying to say,
but you have to be quiet, okay?
You're gonna make my brother mad.
Shh! Let's go. Let's go.
-No.
-Shh! Lucy, come on.
No.
MORGAN: Hey, Hotch.
They only take things
with monetary value, right?
-Jewelry, cash. No souvenirs.
-Far as we know.
One of them just broke pattern.
Witness says
these UnSubs are using cats.
We should find out
where they might be getting them.
Well, there's plenty of strays out there.
Nobody would notice
if a few went missing.
Or they could work someplace
where they had access to animals.
Could overlap with the pentobarbital.
Research labs, veterinary hospitals.
I'll get Garcia to make up a list.
Carrie said that they
referred to each other as brothers.
It's not uncommon for duos
to be related.
The Hillside Stranglers were cousins,
the Carr brothers
perpetrated the Wichita Massacre.
Yeah, but these two
are of different races.
And Carrie said the Hispanic one
did not speak Spanish,
-which makes me think...
-Raised in a white household,
-maybe they're half-brothers.
-What if they're adopted?
Family destruction
plays a role in the crimes,
it could be a reflection
of their own broken home.
HOTCH: This guy expressed
affection for Carrie.
We know he took her photograph.
We can use that.
If we release news of her survival,
it might draw him out.
Not comfortable with that?
Okay, but I would be more comfortable
if we doubled her security.
(SHUSHING)
(WHIMPERING)
You're probably expecting some nice
family to take you away from all this,
but that's a lie.
They would have hurt you.
You're one of the lucky ones, okay?
Sleep. Sleep.
Hey, Ervin, you got a visitor.
-What did you do?
-What did I do? I didn't do anything...
That girl, she survived.
It's all over the news.
She did?
And she's probably telling them
everything right now.
Man, I thought it was a good shot.
And this has nothing to do
with your little crush?
-Hey, it's not a crush.
-It doesn't matter!
Maybe this is a sign, Gary.
Maybe we should stop.
-I mean, I'm making good money.
-Screw the money.
-But the kids...
-The kids are better off.
You know that.
Don't go soft on me now.
We're all we got.
We're family. We're family.
Okay, good. Thank you.
-Hey, so Carrie's been cleared to go.
-I wish she had somewhere to go.
Ah! No luck with the LA thing?
Can't this girl catch a break?
It just ran into the road, is it yours?
(SCREAMING)
Carrie! Carrie! Carrie, wake up!
Wake up, wake up. It's okay.
It was Daddy.
-It's okay. It was just a dream.
-Okay. I'm okay.
Okay?
We brought you a change of clothes.
I didn't know what to grab you,
so I just got three of everything.
From the house?
It looks like a flower shop in here.
Yeah, they all started coming in
after the news broadcast.
PRENTISS: The exact
same floral arrangement
was in the Ortiz living room.
HOTCH: Could be coincidence.
Or the sender was in the house,
associated it with her.
-No note?
-No.
-Just a blank card from the floral shop.
-Get Garcia to track the delivery
and Reid's got something for us
when you're done.
-Hey, Garcia, it's Em.
-Why cats?
-Sorry?
-GARCIA: Evil has no boundaries.
Well, for what it's worth,
I think they go peacefully.
-Yeah, how do we catch these guys?
-Back-trace a flower delivery for me.
This is the Laybourne house,
where we believe our UnSubs
graduated from robbery to murder.
Did you find a trigger?
Not until I looked
at the daughter's autopsy reports.
-Check out the bruises on her torso.
-She was beaten?
But not by our UnSubs.
The coroner noted
those bruises were several days old.
It turns out
she'd been to the emergency room
three times in less than two years.
The DSS had even been notified.
So, the Laybournes were abusing
their daughter. Where's this going?
One of the UnSubs
decimates parental figures.
We know the statistics there,
it's likely he was abused himself.
So, you're saying the UnSub
recognized the signs of abuse,
flew into a rage and killed the parents?
Anger displacement. He's getting
revenge for his own childhood abuse.
So you think
the victims were beating their kids?
The Laybourne case
was just the trigger,
but now they see all parents the same.
-No, that doesn't explain the kids.
-Maybe it does.
Think of the family annihilators,
John List and Mark Barton.
They thought they were
saving their kids by killing them.
NELLIS: But what is
he saving them from?
A life without their parents,
without love, a life like his.
They're orphans. What if they both
grew up in a third-party household?
What, like a foster home?
Didn't Carrie describe an aversion
to eye contact?
Oppositional Defiant Disorder.
Often seen in kids
who grew up in foster homes.
Guys, I think we may have found
our girl's secret admirer.
-Garcia traced the flowers?
-Yeah.
Paid for by phone with a credit card
under the name Robert Serrano.
Detective,
the flowers weren't the only thing
they bought on that stolen credit card.
$31 worth of gas at a station
three blocks from here.
Hey, Paul, follow up at the station,
see if you can pull
security camera footage, ID that car.
Security chain's been broken.
They couldn't lie their way in this time.
The media blew their MO.
They're speeding up.
Feel us getting close.
This is close?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-MORGAN: Talk to me, Garcia.
-So, felons in the Denver area
with foster background,
stress on assaults and burglaries.
-What'd you get?
-The phone book.
The foster system's
a bit of a breeding ground, go figure.
-Try crossing it...
-With offenders having
workplace access
to small animals and or pentobarbital?
-How many names?
-Nine, matching all three criteria.
-Sending them now.
-Now we're close.
Cameras at that gas station
grabbed a visual of the car.
Oldsmobile, mid-'80s,
partial plate only.
-Anything on the driver?
-It's fuzzy.
Then, I guess it's gonna be up to her.
-Is she up for it?
-I don't know.
-This one.
-Are you sure?
Okay, that's Ervin Robles.
Last known is 39 Hill Street.
That's downtown.
Employed by the Denver City Pound.
Let's go.
Your parents would be
really proud of you.
-It's too late to be a good daughter now.
-Oh! That's not true.
I was horrible to them.
And now they're gone.
Why did they do it?
I mean, there has to be a reason, right?
You'll drive yourself crazy
trying to figure out the reason.
-I go crazy every time I close my eyes.
-It may have something to do
with what happened to them
when they were younger.
Like what?
They were abused or something?
There's a good chance.
Are there any happy families?
Thank you.
Excuse me, sir.
I'm Agent Hotchner with the FBI.
This is Agent Prentiss.
-We're looking for Ervin Robles.
-Ervin's off till the weekend.
Do you have any idea
where we might find him?
You might want to try his apartment.
We've been there, it's abandoned.
Where do you send his checks?
-He picks them up. What's this about?
-We'd just like to talk to him.
Who can we talk to
that actually knows him?
Well, nobody really.
He comes in, does his job and leaves.
-Real quiet. Efficient, though.
-Doing what?
Well, actual title's
Animal Care Technician,
but really
he's kind of the on-site Kevorkian.
We need you to call him.
Supervisor left a message for Ervin
to come in right away, work emergency.
He also said
a man stopped by yesterday,
got into a heated argument with Ervin.
Description sounded
a lot like the one Carrie gave.
The partner. Did they say
what they were fighting about?
-No, he couldn't hear it.
-We need a name on this guy.
Until we find Ervin, there's only
one person that can tell us that.
PRENTISS: The foster mom.
My God. Ervin?
I mean, he had behavior problems,
they all do,
but nothing we couldn't handle.
And he hasn't been acting alone,
Mrs. Manwaring, he's got a partner.
Perhaps someone else
who grew up in your care.
Tyler, the adults are talking here.
I just want some milk.
Can you open the fridge?
You know the rules.
(SIGHS)
They'll eat you out of house and home
if you let them.
Is there anyone Ervin
was especially close to?
Someone he would have looked up to?
Somebody who protected him?
Gary.
We tried with him, but he tested us.
-Have you kept in touch with him?
-Oh, God, no.
Gary left the day he turned 18,
never looked back.
Ervin was a mess when he got here.
He'd been separated
from a younger sister.
-PRENTISS: Where did she go?
-Nobody told me.
Siblings get separated all the time.
But they find new ones here.
Like Ervin found Gary.
What was the name of his sister?
The one he was separated from.
Oh, let me think. Uh...
He used to call her name out
in the middle of the night,
wake the whole house up.
Hal, what was that girl's name?
Rosie, I think.
-Lucy?
-Yes, Lucy. Lucy. That was it.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-Carrie said he called her Lucy.
-Hotchner. Yeah, just leaving.
Ervin returned the call.
He's on his way to work.
-Thank you.
-Thanks.
POLICEMAN: (ON RADIO) Subject
approaching on foot from north alley.
Ervin Robles! Right there!
Get your ass
down on the ground right now! Ervin!
Where are you going, Ervin?
Why are you running?
POLICEMAN: All secure.
The FBI's got him.
Give me your hand.
Argh!
Let's go.
MORGAN: You're not helping yourself
if you don't talk to me.
He's giving me nothing.
You want another crack at him?
No, we can't keep
going around like this.
So, let him stew, wear him down.
We don't have time.
We need him to find Gary.
Kids who grew up like he did, they're
incapable of forming attachments.
It's not like we're gonna earn his trust.
Their whole MO is predicated
on the union of their two personalities,
and with Ervin out of the picture,
there's no telling what Gary could do.
So, he won't talk to us,
but maybe he'll talk to family.
Right this way. Remember,
he'll be in handcuffs, leg irons.
There'll be nothing to worry about.
PRENTISS: And I will be
in there with you.
Okay.
You don't have to do this
if you don't want to, Carrie.
I do.
Remember, we're interested in Gary.
His whereabouts, his next move.
I will keep him
on point about that, Carrie.
Just try your best to keep him engaged.
-Right this way.
-Okay, I'm sorry.
Can we just stop
and think about this for a minute?
-She'll be okay.
-She's a kid.
-What is she trying to prove here?
-That she can be a good daughter.
Hey, you're here.
-Did you get the flowers that I sent?
-Yeah. Pretty.
They were to say that I'm sorry.
Flowers aren't enough, Ervin.
We need Gary.
-That won't make it up though.
-PRENTISS: It's a start.
ERVIN: No.
'Cause they're gonna send you
away now. Don't you see that?
That's what they do with all the strays.
They send them away.
That's why I make them go to sleep,
so that they don't have to suffer.
Ervin, more people are gonna suffer
if we can't find Gary.
So, when you killed my brother,
you were doing him a favor?
-It's true.
-And what about me?
Wait, let's just address
one thing at a time.
'Cause I just wanted to see you again.
You looked so much like Lucy.
I couldn't. I know it's selfish, but I...
-Selfish? It's insane.
-Okay, Carrie, let's take a break.
What happened to you
that was so bad?
She used to make it go dark.
I mean, that's what we used to call it.
She would put me in the bath to pray,
and then she'd hold my head down
under the water.
Sometimes I could stay awake
for, like, a minute,
sometimes a little more.
And then it would all go dark.
-They've still got kids in that house.
-Another kid, another welfare check.
Let's call DSS and see
if we can get them out of there.
-What is she doing?
-They can't hurt you anymore, Ervin.
I wanted to stop, but Gary,
he went through it way, way worse
when we were kids.
And he never got the chance
to fight back.
So, he fought those other families.
-Only because I wouldn't go back.
-Back?
Gary's going to your foster home,
isn't he?
Get him out of there.
(SOBBING)
Carrie, you did so good. You did good.
What is all this?
We have reason to believe that Gary
may be on his way here to hurt you.
Me? I don't understand.
His murders are rehearsals
of what he wants to do to you.
Because of what you did to him
in this house.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Ma'am, we don't have time
to debate this.
The fact is
you and your husband are in danger.
I have to pick up the children at school.
We'll send someone to pick them up.
The only way we can protect you
is if you go back inside.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
Hey, buddy. You don't remember me?
I used to live in your house,
a long time ago,
you were just a little guy.
We're not supposed to
talk to strangers.
Not supposed to wear your shoes
in the house,
not supposed to
go to the bathroom after bedtime.
She still wear the
refrigerator key around her neck?
I'm Gary. I'll give you guys a ride.
Come on.
Witnesses saw the kids
getting into a late '80s Oldsmobile
-about 20 minutes ago.
-I heard.
-Denver P.D. set up a 20 mile perimeter.
-What does he want with the kids?
With Ervin out of the way,
maybe Gary's trying to do his job.
He makes them sleep.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-Reid, what?
-We got him.
He's at a donut shop
two miles from the school.
Black and white saw the car,
called it in.
Kids?
We've got a visual on Gary and the
boy, but I don't see the girl.
-Are you the police?
-Yeah.
He told me to give this to you.
We might have a problem, Hotch.
Guys, guys, fall back.
I don't want him feeling boxed in.
I've got sharpshooters lining up.
Tell them to keep their safeties on.
I want to talk to him first.
-Hotch?
-Yeah.
Got the clerk.
The guy sitting at the table
with the little boy,
-I'd like to speak to him, please.
-You got a call over here, man.
Grab your stuff. Come on.
GARY: Who's this?
I'm the only thing
standing between you and a bullet.
Well, bring it. I always wanted
to die in a donut shop.
And never see Ervin again?
He told us what the Manwarings
did to you in that house.
I don't care what he told you.
It's history.
They're the objects of your anger,
Gary, not that little boy in there.
-It's too late for the boy, regardless.
-No, it's not. It's not, Gary.
And deep down, I think you know
that he still has a chance.
He doesn't have to be you.
Maybe, maybe not.
So, what say we leave it up to him?
What is it? What'd he say?
Tyler. Come here. Come on.
Gary! Put your hands up
where I can see them. Don't move.
Get down on your knees. Interlace
your fingers behind your head.
Give me this hand. Give me this hand.
Get on your feet.
I don't know what you did,
but nice work.
Thanks.
MORGAN: Yeah, I understand that.
I'm asking if there's
some type of alternative for them.
Nothing?
-Yes, I got it. Don't ask me to like it.
-What? What is it?
Social services won't intervene
until they do a full investigation.
-We have to take them home?
-Yeah.
Hang on a second.
I teach crisis negotiation.
I co-wrote the text book.
And in 12 years, I've never talked
anybody off a ledge so fast.
Well, bit of a milestone, then.
-Why'd you walk out that door, Gary?
-Sugar crash.
Tyler, let me talk to you for a second.
Kid, listen to me.
Anything you ever need,
any problem you might be
having here at home,
I want you to know you can call me,
anytime, Tyler.
You understand? Anytime.
(SIGHS)
There you are.
(EXHALES)
This sucks.
So, meet at 4:30 on the stairs.
And you can direct all your questions
to Lieutenant Nellis at the Denver P.D.,
all right?
-They'll be taking everything...
-So, what happened next?
MAN: Everything seemed
perfectly normal
-between the two of them.
-You're welcome.
I didn't know anything was up
until he came and got the phone.
That's when I saw the piece.
Then I handed him the phone and...
Excuse me. Did you say "piece"?
Yeah. Revolver of some sort.
He had it stuck in his pants.
-Did you clear a gun?
-No.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Yeah, Reid?
Hotch, the clerk said Gary had a gun,
but we didn't recover anything here.
-You're sure?
-REID: Yeah.
I saw Nellis turn him inside-out,
he had nothing on him.
I guess it's probably here somewhere.
A gun doesn't just walk away.
Hotch?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah, Hotch.
We just dropped them off.
We're leaving.
Backpacks? No, why?
Why would we search the backpacks?
(GUN FIRING)
(TO BUILD A HOME PLAYING)
Tyler, drop that gun.
-Are you hurt?
-No.
Tyler. Come on, kid, take it easy.
-They're lies.
-I know.
But you could have come in here
and you could have made her pay.
And you didn't, because you're good.
You're not Gary.
No, you're nothing like him.
Look at me. I don't want to hurt you.
Okay?
Let's make a deal.
You give me that gun,
and I promise you,
I will walk you out of here
and you will never have to come back.
Sound pretty good? Yeah?
Okay.
Give me the gun.
I got you.
I got you.
-I could take her.
-Take her?
Carrie. To D.C.
-You mean to live with you?
-Yeah.
Why would you want to do that?
I have room, money and,
you know, she's smart.
-Two, three years she goes to college.
-Prentiss, this is the job,
and I need to know
that you can be objective.
And I need to know
that I can be human.
JJ heard from the family
and they're on their way from LA.
Oh!
That's...
That's great.
-Tell me they restocked the bar.
-I called ahead.
Do you mind waking him up?
I just want to hear his voice. Thanks.
-You okay?
-Yeah.
-They're good people, Carrie's family.
-Good. I'm glad.
-I think it's a good idea, though.
-What's that?
You. Kids.
I can see it.
Yeah?