Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 7, Episode 22 - Profiling 101 - full transcript

Morning.

Oh, hey. Morning.

Everyone's gathered.
We're all ready if you are.

Yeah, let's do it.

You need that?

Um, listen, Aaron...

thanks for letting me
set this up,

but the whole team
really didn't need to be here.

I'm the one that owed the favor.

Everyone insisted.

How you doing?



Sorry, what?

You okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

No, I'm great. I'm-I'm good.

Um, I'll meet you over there
in a minute, okay?

It's rare that an
undergraduate criminology class

gets guest speakers
of this caliber.

But today,
we're specially fortunate.

I'd like to welcome
an old friend,

esteemed author
and FBl Agent David Rossi,

and his team,
the Behavioral Analysis Unit.

Now, they've agreed to spend
an hour of their valuable time

talking about what they do
and how they do it.

So let's make them feel welcome.



Thank you, Dr. Grant.

Now, when she said I was an old
friend, she was just referring

to the fact that we've known
each other for a very long time.

Now, as the good professor said,

I am supervisory
Special Agent Rossi.

These are SSAs Jareau, Prentiss,
Hotchner and Morgan.

This is Dr. Spencer Reid.

And on keyboards today
we have our technical analyst

Ms. Penelope Garcia.

Hi.

Now, in simple terms,

at the BAU, we use
behavioral science, research,

casework and training
to hunt down monsters-

rapists, terrorists, pedophiles,

and our specialty,
serial killers.

Does anybody here know
exactly what a serial killer is?

Someone who's committed
more than one murder.

That's very good.

By statute,
three is the magic number.

But it's actually
more qualitative

than quantitative for us.

ROSSl: And today,
we're going to talk about

how some serial killers
get made.

Because if you can
understand that,

then you can figure out
a way to catch them.

- Garcia.
- My liege.

Okay, this is Rachel Moore,

a 17-year-old runaway
from Spokane, Washington.

Now, she grew up poor
and in a broken home.

Her mom left her dad because he
liked to drink and beat on them.

And this is Tina Dyson,

a 19-year-old college student
from Seattle.

ROSSl:
Now, she was a trust fund kid,

and she got straight A's
and came from a loving family.

Now, these two girls
couldn't be more different.

But the one thing
that they had in common

is they both crossed paths with
the most prolific serial killer

the BAU has ever seen.

One thing you should understand

is that no two killers
are the same.

They each occupy their own point
on the behavioral spectrum.

Uh, genetics, brain chemistry,

psychology and environment
are all factors.

But we believe
that this particular killer-

he grew up in an environment
so adverse

that he never had a chance.

You little bastard!

PRENTISS:
He endured years of cruel

and abject physical abuse.

As well as horribly
profound psychological abuse.

No! No!

When he wasn't being ignored,

he was being humiliated.

Let me in!

Let me in! Let me in!

Please!

Now, let me be clear.

Most abused kids
do not turn into killers.

Not even all psychopaths
become killers.

But this particular
unknown subject, or UnSub,

suffered extreme abuse.

And it has everything to do
with why he does what he does.

Now, these are
some of his victims.

He kidnapped them,
he restrained them,

and he starved them for days.

Then he killed them by

mutilating their
reproductive organs.

Right now, we know there are
at least 40 of them.

But we believe
that he may eventually

claim over 100 victims.

Now, we chose this case
for today because we've been

discovering bodies up and down
the West Coast since 1992.

For lack of a better word,
it's a classic.

This UnSub's entire childhood
was a crucible.

And in it,
a psychotic killer was forged.

ROSSl:
The philosopher Voltaire wrote,

"To the living we owe respect,

but to the dead
we owe only the truth. "

The dead are the cornerstone
of every homicide investigation.

Victims give us a look
into the killer's mind.

If you want to know about
a hunter, study his prey.

Okay, so the UnSub's
first victims were discovered

two weeks apart
in 1992 in Seattle.

The first victim that was found
was Rachel Moore.

She was the runaway.

Her body had been thrown into
a dumpster in an alley.

The medical examiner said
that she was very malnourished

and really dehydrated.

The ligature marks
on her wrists and ankles

made it apparent that
she'd been restrained for days.

He held her,
but he didn't feed her.

So she's weak.

It's his sadistic way
to subdue her.

Several defensive wounds
on her hands and forearms.

She put up a hell of a fight.

Attagirl.

53 stab wounds to
the lower abdomen and genitals.

Damage made it
impossible to determine

if there was any sexual assault.

That might be
a forensic countermeasure.

Here's my report.

Stay as long as you need.

Her mother should
be here in an hour.

Hell of a way to see her
after two years.

PRENTISS:
53 stab wounds.

That's a lot of work.

Does anyone want to tell me
what they think that means?

Hatred?

Frustration.

He's angry.

You're all correct.

It's called overkill.

Typically, it means the murder
was personal somehow.

That or the UnSub is psychotic

and/or prone
to violent outbursts.

The overkill may also
show his inexperience.

This was probably
his first kill,

and he was feeling his way
through it, working out his M.O.

Uh, but there's
a lot about Rachel

that tells us about the UnSub.

She was young,
so most likely he was, too.

What makes you think that?

She lived in a shelter
and had a part-time job,

so she was a street kid, but not
necessarily the reckless type.

She wouldn't just
go off with anyone.

Yeah, Warden, it's Rossi.

What?

Riot?

W- W-Wait.

Look, he's not gonna
give me a rain check.

I have to see him today.

So the UnSub maybe
lured her with a ruse

or he blitz attacked her-
he took her by surprise.

Now, either one of these would
be easier if you were young.

You can tell all that
from just one victim?

Actually, it was
two weeks later when we'd found

the second victim that we
started to piece that together.

Tina Dyson was home for
the summer when she disappeared.

Her body was found in a shallow
grave just outside of Seattle.

But it was actually
her abduction site

that gave us
the answers we needed.

Tina and two of
her friends had fake I.D. 's,

and they decided to go
to a local grunge bar.

PRENTISS: But they drank
too much and Tina got sick,

so while one friend
was inside dancing,

the other went out
to hold Tina's hair.

It's all right.

I'm gonna go get Janice, okay?
We're going home.

Good idea.

Oh.

Oh.

You okay?

Yeah.

Geez, what are you, a ninja?

Where'd you come from?

So his anger is obviously
directed at women.

REID: Yes, but
the real question is why.

And-and the why is what always
leads us to the who.

- I need to talk to you.
- He was attacking their genitals

and reproductive organs.

Why?

Was he impotent and hates
the thing that he can't have?

Did his wife or girlfriend
abort a child?

It's a federal prison, Dave.

We can't just call them up
and tell them what to do.

You have to know
someone in Justice

who can pull some strings.

I've got to
see him today, Aaron.

You know that.

The possibilities are endless.

And the UnSub was figuring
it all out for himself, too.

We know that
because he was evolving.

He started with a runaway,

a victim with
a high-risk lifestyle.

He probably knew that her
abduction would go unreported.

Then he upped his game
and grabbed a college girl,

which meant more risk
for himself.

REID: He dumped his first
victim, Rachel, in an alley,

but he took the time
to bury Tina,

which suggests he felt

more connected to her, and
perhaps he even felt remorse.

Did you ever catch this guy?

Uh, what's your name, young man?

David Zimmerman.

Don't interrupt, Zimmerman.

Now, we, uh, we knew
we needed to warn the public,

so we contacted the media,
papers, local news.

That was back before
the Internet exploded.

And then, as will happen
from time to time,

the case went completely cold.

We didn't hear from him again
until 1997.

Two bodies were found
in Golden Gate Park,

in San Francisco.

Same M.O.

Definitely our guy.

Excuse me.
I'm looking for the case agent.

That would be me.
Agent Rossi, I'm Agent Hotchner.

Seattle Division.
We spoke on the phone.

Um, I inherited the case
from Agent Bidwell.

Thanks for coming so quickly.

Yeah, I hopped the first flight
from Dulles.

Came straight from the airport.

That's a long trip.

With bad food.

Let me show you what we found.

A jogger discovered
the first body

dumped in the bushes
about 30 yards

over the road here.

The M.E. said that she'd
been there almost a month.

- Any critters get to her?
- We had to use

dental records to identify her.
Watch your step.

So, we did a search
of the area, and we discovered

the second body
in this shallow grave.

She'd been here
less than a week.

ROSSl: So he dumped the
first one and buried the second.

Just like he did in '92.

The first victim-
was she a runaway?

25-year-old prostitute
and crack addict.

And the second?

A 27-year-old mother of two.

Both women had had their
reproductive organs

completely removed.

Not just mangled-
he's evolving.

Sounds like he's moving
more toward ritual.

And, apparently, he's not locked
into an age preference.

The victims seem to be
aging along with him.

What about stomach contents?

Both women were dehydrated
and hadn't eaten in days.

My guess is he hasn't been back
in Seattle in a while.

What makes you say that?

Well, he'd need someplace
private to hold them.

He might live close.

Dumping a body in a public park
is risky,

and it tells me that he's
comfortable, settled in.

He might have even
chosen this spot

to be able to come back
and relive the kills.

You've done your homework,
Agent.

Five years is a long time
to be dormant.

ROSSl:
But he wasn't dormant.

A killer that vicious
is like a drug addict

that needs a fix.

We were fairly certain
that he had kept on killing.

We just hadn't found
the bodies yet.

ROSSl: Now, we knew
that back in '92,

when the media went wide
with the story,

our UnSub got spooked
and disappeared.

So we tried
to get in front of it.

Meaning that if we could control
the spread of information,

we might be able to keep
the UnSub from fleeing again.

But back then,
the BAU was still young.

We didn't have press liaisons
or technical analysts.

By the time
we contacted the media,

the story had already broken.

A symbol of the American West,
a lone coyote hunts for prey.

Agent Rossi, are you making

any progress
in the investigation?

Quite a bit, yes.

- So, do you have any
solid leads? -Several.

Agent Rossi, can you

confirm the rumors
that the Womb Raider

disembowels his victims?

- ROSSl: Excuse me?
- Ah.

Can you confirm the rumors
that the Womb Raider...

Whoa, I'll confirm
something for you.

Womb Raider is a name
that you gave him.

I won't glorify him.
I call him a murderer.

Then exactly
how is he killing them?

- Ah.
- ROSSl: My only concern

is capturing him
and bringing closure

to the families of the victims.

No further questions.

ROSSl:
Womb Raider.

I hoped the nickname
would embolden him.

Thought maybe he would escalate
and trip on his own hubris.

But, um... that didn't happen.

Unfortunately, he vanished
just like he'd done before

and the trail went cold again.

We did everything we could.

We had every division
up and down the West Coast

scouring missing person reports.

Lot of possibilities,
but no clear hits.

In the meantime,
Agent Rossi retired,

but the BAU grew.

We trained more profilers,

hired tech analysts,
press liaisons,

and we even got
our own resident genius.

Thank you.

Agent Rossi, why'd you retire?

That's a good question.

Well, the simple answer is:
I needed a change.

I was working
on my third divorce and...

Third?

Yes, Zimmerman, my third.

So I needed a break,
and I figured

writing books might help
give me some peace of mind.

Did it-
give you peace of mind?

For a time, yes.

In 2005, we got another hit
on the UnSub-

this time in Los Angeles.

We knew it was him
because of his signature.

Sorry. What's a signature?

Uh, it's a rare combination

of M.O. and ritual
that allows us to link cases

over time
and geographic distances.

GARCIA:
Her name was Lana Cooper.

She was a 33-year-old
prostitute.

Her body was found by a boy

walking his dog
in Griffith Park.

Ligature marks
on her wrists and ankles.

She was restrained.

And he gave her
a complete hysterectomy.

The uterus, ovaries,
fallopian tubes- all removed.

A little crude, but he cut
all the right ligaments.

He knew what he was doing.

What about her throat?

That was done postmortem.

He cut out her vocal chords.

Might be his symbolic way
of keeping her silent.

So she was alive when he
performed the hysterectomy.

Anything in her stomach?

Dry as a bone.

She hadn't eaten in days.

So he starved her, too.

That's a pretty specific M.O.

This probably isn't
his first victim.

I wonder if we should be looking
at doctors and medical students.

It's definitely not
his first victim.

I don't think he's a doctor
or a medical student.

- You calling Gideon?
- No.

The first call I made

was to Agent Rossi.

I knew he was writing his book,
but I didn't want

to start to build
a profile without him.

A profile lists personality

and identifying characteristics
of the UnSub,

which helps the investigator
narrow down the suspect pool.

Basically,
it's a behavioral description

of the type of person
we think the UnSub might be.

It goes a little like this.

We were looking
for a white male

in his early- to mid-30s.

We think he was antisocial

and had low self-esteem,
so he probably kept to himself.

PRENTISS:
But he needed money,

so he was most likely
a day laborer.

A janitor, maybe a handyman.

Anything menial and temporary.

He was personable enough

to get a job wherever he went,

but unassuming enough
not to stick out.

He held and restrained
his victims for days,

so he would need
a contained space to do that.

But he was also mobile.

That meant he had
his own transport.

Most likely a truck or a van.

And when he was on the move
and not settled,

he probably lived
out of that vehicle.

ROSSl: We knew he always started
with a victim who lived

a high-risk lifestyle-

like a prostitute
or a runaway-

and then he moved on
to a victim

with a low-risk lifestyle.

So we knew his next kill
would be something

of a soccer mom in her 30s.

I'm sorry,
but what exactly was he doing

with the organs he was removing?

We didn't know. It-it could've
been some sort of fetish.

Russian serial killer,
Andrei Chikatilo,

actually ate the uterus
of one of his victims.

Oh, my God. Ew.

PRENTISS: This focus
on reproductive organs

could also indicate

a deep-seated sense
of self-loathing.

He might have hated
the fact that he was born.

Or he had some sort
of traumatic,

life-changing event
associated with birth.

And he could have hated
his own mother.

The strained
mother/child relationship

is a hallmark for many killers.

That doesn't make any sense.

I hate myself
or I hate my mother,

so I kill women
by ripping out their wombs?

It only needs
to make sense to him.

One man's logic
is another man's crazy.

What's the deal
with the vocal chords?

That was something new.

We thought it might have been
symbolic of his own silence.

He was raised to believe
he was worthless and unwanted,

so, essentially,
he never had his own voice.

His victims became surrogates
for his rage

and a means by which
to exact his revenge.

We stayed in L.A.

for six weeks
and worked the case.

And then it went cold- again.

No low-risk soccer mom
turned up.

No soccer moms went missing.

And our resources
were exhausted.

We had other cases,
so we were forced to leave.

ROSSl: But I rented a house
in the Hollywood Hills

and decided to finish
my book out there.

I figured, if I was close,

I could lend a hand
if something happened.

Three months I stayed,
and nothing.

Now, in the past, he...
he packed up and moved

when the story broke
and we got too close,

but this time,
the media was quiet.

The victim was a hooker
nobody cared about.

So, what drove him under?

It would be four years
before we got another break.

ROSSl: Not too long
after I came out of retirement.

What?

Rochelle Jenkins,
a 40-year-old prostitute,

was found dumped
in an alley in Seattle.

She was given
a complete hysterectomy.

PRENTISS:
Her vocal chords

were cut out, too.

He's back where he got started.

He'll be on the hunt

for a low-risk victim
in her 40s next.

I wonder what brought him home.

It's a long trip.
We should get going.

ROSSl: But this time,
we were ready for him.

We wanted to use the press
to our advantage,

so we came up with what's called
a targeted media strategy.

Agent, is it true
you have a suspect in custody?

Yes, he's being questioned

- as we speak. -FEMALE REPORTER:
Can you tell us

- how you apprehended him?
- With good police work,

especially from the Seattle PD
and the Washington State Patrol.

Is it true that the killer

has been on the loose
since the early 90s?

Uh, that remains to be seen,

but we do believe we can
link him to several murders.

Thank you. Now, if you'll
excuse us, we've got work to do.

So, you did catch him?

No, but we wanted him to think
we caught the wrong guy.

- Why? -To give him
a false sense of security.

If he thinks we messed up,

then maybe he relaxes
and makes a mistake.

That, or he gets angry
because he thinks

someone else
is stealing his thunder.

Either way,
the aim of the strategy

is to throw the killer
off course.

Otherwise, all we're doing
is reacting to him,

and we needed him
to react to us.

Lord knows I love 'em, but
here's to a night without 'em.

- To the kids.
- Husbands, too.

Okay, fine. Them, too.

We're too old for this.

- Speak for yourself.
- Okay, ladies.

Bottoms up.

Lick, drink, suck.

Yeah?

Whoo-hoo!

She's whoo-hooing, you know
we're in for a long night.

Need some more water.

- No, we should get
another round. -No.

You're insane.

Playdate tomorrow?

We can meet at the park.

Can't. Soccer game
and birthday party. Sunday?

- Sure.
- Okay.

You all right to drive?

That drink was, what, two hours

- and a big dinner ago.
- Are you sure?

- I'm fine. Go.
- Okay.

- Okay. Bye, sweetie.
- Bye, girls.

- Let's do this again soon, okay?
- Yes. -I'm in.

- Okay. Good night.
- Good night.

Hey, honey.

It's me, on my way home.

How are the boys?

Oh, it was fun.

Everyone says hi.

Okay.

Um, love you, too.

Bye.

Shh.

ROSSl:
He's been moving south

this whole time.

He could've gone east,

or bounced back up north,
but no.

Always south.

Almost like he's
running from something.

Well, he's running from us.

ROSSl:
But why go back home now?

After all these years?

- Something brought him back.
- PRENTISS: Rochelle Jenkins

was in her 40s,
so we can assume he is, too.

Okay, so why do people
come home at that age?

Family, special occasions,
funeral...

Wait a minute.

- You guys have your own jet?
- ROSSl: Yes, Zimmerman,

as a matter of fact, we do.

Ooh...

ROSSl:
Show him, Penelope.

GARCIA:
One second.

Okay. There you go.

- ROSSl: Pretty sweet, huh?
- ZIMMERMAN: Yeah.

GARCIA:
Hey, guys...

a missing persons
report just came in.

42 years old, Grace Powell,
mother of two,

went out for girls' night,
never came home.

That's gotta be him.

Garcia, where did he
take her from?

Um...

I recognized
the place immediately.

It was hard to forget.

ROSSl: This is where he took
Tina Dyson from in '92.

This restaurant was a dive bar.

A dive bar?
In this neighborhood?

Things were different then.

REID: So he didn't just
come back home,

he returned to
the exact same spot.

But why here?

What is it about this place?

It's where he grabbed
one of his first kills.

The first ones are
always significant.

And this is where my particular
skill set comes in handy.

See, I am like...

one of those, uh, wonderful
people in prison movies

that can get you
anything you need.

And we needed to know

everything there was to know

about this particular
part of the city.

So I went honey badger.

I dug up police reports,
news articles,

parking tickets, even.

If anything went down in that
area in the last 40 years,

I knew about it.

And I found zip.

Zero. Stingy with the dinero.

A couple of fender-benders,
a bar fight...

There was a homeless guy

who was into mooning people,
but... no life-changers.

So I extended my search
another ten years,

and I found this.

GARCIA: This is a police
report from 1966,

where a 16-year-old girl
was found raped

in a parked car on that street.

But she was a minor,

so her name wasn't
listed on the report.

Well, what's this girl got
to do with a serial killer?

Pump your brakes, sweet cakes,
'cause I'm bringing it home.

Turns out that Jane Doe,

instead of given a name,
she was given a patient number.

So I tracked that number,

and it turns out that she
went back to that hospital

several times after...

for prenatal care.

And she eventually
brought that baby to term.

ROSSl: She hemorrhaged badly
during childbirth,

and during her emergency
hysterectomy, she died.

It was at that point
that I was able to find

the corresponding
death certificate,

and get her name.

Georgina Yates.

Her son Thomas Yates survived.

He was put into the custody
of his grandparents,

Trudy and Roy Yates,
Georgina's parents.

When we started
looking at Thomas...

we knew.

GARCIA: Growing up, he got
kicked out of two schools,

both times for starting fires.

Fire-starting is the first part

of what we used to call
the homicidal triad.

The other two parts are

bed-wetting and
cruelty to animals.

He was also in the emergency
room a lot as a kid.

He had a broken arm, burns.

He broke a rib, once.

So he was either very clumsy,

or he was being beaten.

Then when he was 15,
he committed his first murder.

He was a skinny kid who snapped
and stabbed a bully.

He was convicted,

served three years in juvie,
another seven in prison,

and then he was
released on parole.

But when he was on the inside,

he spilled his guts
to the prison shrink.

Talked about how his
grandmother would starve him,

and make him sleep
in the dog house.

How she would
beat him senseless...

I wish you were never born!

...and sit on him until
he couldn't breathe.

You're a curse!

I hate you!

And you actually
believed this guy?

The prison psychiatrist
concluded that Thomas

was telling the truth.

His childhood medical records
also corroborated this story.

And at that point, we realized
it wasn't the mother

but the grandmother who
was the object of his rage.

I have Senator Hendricks
on the line.

GARCIA: Then I find out his
grandfather had just died,

and his grandmother
had lung cancer

and she had just been admitted
into hospice care.

And that...

is what brought Thomas home.

Excuse me, uh...
Mrs. Trudy Yates?

Who are you?

I'm Agent Prentiss;
this is Agent Jareau.

We're with the FBl.

FBl?

You got the right Trudy Yates?

Yes, I'm pretty
sure we do, ma'am.

You're Thomas's grandmother,
right?

What about him?
- We're looking for him.

Tommy?

He in trouble?

What'd he do this time?

Do you know where he is?

No idea.

PRENTISS: When was
the last time you saw him?

The day he put me
in this damn place.

My daughter's womb was cursed.

That boy was a bastard
born in sin.

Nothing good
ever comes out of sin.

- This is all we have.
- REID: Thank you so much.

Please give us a call
if you think of anything else.

- Will do.
- Thank you.

Baby. What can I do you for?

Hey, mama,
I need you to run a number.

206-555-0112.

Okeydokey.

It is a prepaid cell phone.
Hasn't been used in days.

And what about this address?

2334 Dawson Street, Unit K.

Hold yourself, please.

"Unit K"?

He needs something more isolated
than an apartment.

It was a storage container.

The same storage container

where his grandmother's stuff
was being held.

You smell that?

It's coffee.

FBl!

Drop it!

Thomas Yates,
you're under arrest.

- She's still got a pulse.
- Calling an ambulance.

Agent Rossi.

Nice to meet you
after all these years.

ROSSl: We got Grace Powell
to the hospital in time,

and they saved her life,
though I'm not sure her

psychological wounds
will ever heal.

How come I've never
heard of this guy?

Have you ever heard of
Efren Saldivar?

No.

David Parker Ray?

How about John Edward Robinson?

See, at any given time,
we have at least 25 open cases.

Every year, we're able to
close around 15, yet...

new ones still seem to pop up.

There are more serial killers
out there than you may think.

But we finally had
Yates in custody,

and we questioned him
for two weeks straight.

We all took turns...

but he didn't say a word.

Never asked for
a bathroom break.

Glass of water. Nothing.

I thought, given his M.O.,

being female, I might be
able to strike a nerve,

get him to open up, but...
he just sat there.

For hours.

Staying absolutely silent
under that kind of pressure

was a skill he undoubtedly
learned as a child.

He was rendered silent
for so long

it became
a conditioned response.

But we had him safely
in custody,

and we had other cases to solve.

Eventually, Yates was tried, and
he received the death penalty.

And life went on.

Then two years ago today,

I got a call.

Rossi.

You have a call
from an inmate

in a correctional facility.

Inmate, state your name.

It's Tommy Yates.

This call
may be monitored and recorded.

Press two if you accept
the charges.

If not, hang up.

He called you personally?

How'd he get your number?

Probably from his attorney.

What did he want?

He wanted to make a deal,

and I was the only one
that he would make it with.

Can we be alone, please?

What do you want?

Nice to see you, too.

Why am I here, Yates?

I told you,

I want to make a deal.

You're on death row.

Not exactly a strong
negotiating position.

I've got something for you.

It's a present.

Open it.

What is it?

Open it and see.

You shouldn't have.

Surprise.

Those are some
of the girls I took.

Ones you didn't find.

There's 40 there.

Why should I believe you?

Thought you might ask that.

It's all part of the deal.

Look, let's get
something straight.

There is no deal.

- Not yet.
- Not ever.

There's actually 101 names,

and I remember all of them.

And I'll tell you
where I put them.

Here's what I want.

One: no death penalty.

I don't care if I rot in here,

but no chair and no injections.

Two: I want to transfer
to the East Coast.

Grandma's dead,
nothing holding me here.

Plus,

I like the idea of snow
in the winter.

Never really had that
growing up.

I didn't come all this way
to get smoke blown up my ass.

After I get
my sentence commuted

and my transfer,

I'll give you more names,

but only one each year,

to keep you honest.

You understand.

Anything else?

Yes.

I get to decide
when you get the name.

It'll be on a special day

of my choosing,

and you have to come and get it

from me personally.

What do you say, Agent?

Huh?

Deal?

We checked the list he gave us,
and then we went out

to the locations where he said
he'd dumped the bodies,

and we found all 40.

Did you actually make a deal
with that maniac?

We did,
not to bend to his will,

but to bring the families
of the victims some peace.

I'd been on the case so long,
I felt obligated

to contact each
of the families personally.

Mrs. Ruth Thomas?

I'm Agent David Rossi

from the FBl,

and I have some information
about your daughter, Sarah.

I'm afraid I have bad news
about Jessica.

We found Chloe two days ago
in Griffith Park.

I can't tell you how sorry I am
for your loss.

If you need anything,

anything at all,

please don't hesitate.

Does it ever get hard,

dealing with all that tragedy?

You know, it funny, some cases,

they end well,
so you can forget them.

And some, like this one,

they become a part of you.

Dead kids?

Mutilated bodies?

It's all so horrible.

How do you do it?

Irish statesman and author,
Edmund Burke, once wrote,

"The only thing necessary
for the triumph of evil

is for good men to do nothing. "

This job isn't just what I do,

it's who I am.

Is it worth it?

For every life we save?

Damn right it is.

Absolutely it's worth it.

I can't imagine doing
anything else.

Yes, Mr. Zimmerman?

So, you have to go visit
this guy every year

to get the name
of another victim?

That's right.

So, what the special day
of his choosing?

You really don't want us
to go with you?

REID:
No trouble at all.

No, it's okay.

Rossi,
it's like two hours away.

Come on, I can drive;
I'll get us there

- in less than an hour.
- I'm good, really.

GARCIA: We could stop for dinner
on the way home.

Stop, all of you.

I'll be fine.

We'll see you tomorrow.

You bet.

Is he gonna be okay?

Of course he is.

It's Rossi.

Open J-241.

Agent Rossi.

Can't believe it's been
a year already.

Time flies.

Man, you must have
some serious juice.

Thought for sure
we were gonna have to cancel.

Riot in the yard,
tight-ass warden.

The whole place is locked down.

Any plans for the big day?

Come on.

You should get out
and do something.

Never know how many
of these things you've got left.

What's her name?

Used to hate birthdays
when I was a kid.

That's why I like
celebrating yours.

Her name?

Took her in Eureka.

Drove her out to
the Headwaters Forest Preserve

up on Elk River Road.

100 yards south
of the trailhead.

Right under a big old Sequoia.

Open J-241.

? Happy birthday to you?

? Happy birthday to you?

? Happy birthday, Agent Rossi?

? Happy birthday to you.?

And many more.