Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 7, Episode 8 - Hope - full transcript

Here goes, and, uh...

this is the part
I always leave out.

I had missed my curfew

the second time that week,

and when I got home
it was crazy late.

It was like 3:00 in the morning,

and my parents weren't home,
and the phone rang.

And my life stopped.

My parents were killed
by a drunk driver

when they were out
looking for me,

and if they hadn't been out
looking for me, then...



We all have wounds
that we want to heal.

That's why we come here
every week, right?

A- And I have to believe
that as we keep coming here

and talking and revealing,

that eventually, in time,

even the deepest wounds we carry

will begin to heal.

Monica, is there something
you want to say?

Huh?

Um...

sorry.

But I believe that time...

...wears you down.

A few weeks ago,



I walked by the bakery
that we used to go to,

and I saw this...

little girl
with blonde pigtails.

I'm sorry, I can't.

Don't-don't be sorry.

It's totally okay.

That's why we're all here.

I think that's enough

for tonight.

I'm going to wrap it up, okay?

Thank you all for coming.

I look forward
to seeing you next week.

Hey, Mon, what's the rush?

I thought you wanted
to talk to me.

Uh, sorry, it's just been
a long week.

Yeah, it's only Monday.

What's going on?

Yesterday was the anniversary
of Hope's disappearance.

Oh, God, that's...

I'm so sorry, I forg...

Why didn't you say something?

I didn't want to relive it
with the group.

Once was enough.

Okay, I totally understand.

Do you want to grab
a late dinner and talk?

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

You go enjoy.

I- I-I promise, we'll talk later.

Are-are you sure you're okay?

Yeah.

Dear Mommy...

Please don't tell the police.

If he finds out
I'm writing you,

he'll kill me.

I see you got one of those, too.

What?!

That's Hope.

Oh, my God.

Who put this here?

I saw a man and a young woman
putting them on cars.

Where-where did they go?
Well, they...

Did you see
what they look like?

They were headed
out of the parking lot

by the time I saw them.

Wait, they couldn't
have gotten far.

We'll take my car.
It's right here.

Come on.

Okay, okay, so wait.

So you're saying it's literally
just doubling up on the flour?

- Exactly.
- Oh, God, that's genius.

Okay, it won't be a molten mess
next week, I promise.

- I'll see you next week.
- See ya.

What about those two?

No, it's not them.

What about them?

To be honest,

I think we might
have missed them.

No. I need to find them.

I can't imagine how hard
yesterday was for you.

What?

I'll bet since you
got that letter,

you've read it a hundred times.

How do you know
about the letter?

'Cause I'm the one
who took Hope.

"Hope is faith holding
out its hand in the dark. "

George lies.

I understand, ma'am,

but again, we can't yet treat
this as a missing persons case.

But clearly something
happened here.

Officer, I can take care of it
from here; thank you very much.

So, any word?

No, but... I just...
I have this feeling,

and that officer
wouldn't listen,

- and I...
- Penelope.

I believe you, I do,
but I need you to keep your head

in the game right now,
you hear me?

Yeah, okay, I'm sorry.
Right, okay.

I'm here. I'm right here.

Is there any chance
Monica left with someone?

No.

No, not today.

Yesterday was the anniversary
of her daughter's abduction.

How long have you known her?

Um, five years.

Her daughter's abductor,
did they catch him?

No.

The-the case went cold.

The police ran all kinds
of leads, no dice.

All right, Garcia,
you do know the effect

anniversaries can have
on survivors, right?

Are you insinuating that
she might have killed herself?

She didn't; I know her.

She's a survivor;
she wouldn't do that.

Well, it looks like
she left in a hurry.

The keys are still
in the ignition.

And she left her purse.

What's that?

It's a letter.

Signed by somebody named Hope.

That's her daughter.

What do you mean, you took Hope?

Haven't you always wanted
to know what happened to her?

Of course I do.

Where is she?

Well, it's important

that you understand
how it all began.

Why are we here?

Answer me.

Okay, just tell me where she is.

I won't call the police,
I swear.

Of course you won't,
because doing that

would guarantee
you'll never see her again.

You recognize this place?

We used to stop here
for gas on the way home.

It's also the first place
I met Hope.

You wouldn't buy this for her.

Do you remember
how upset she was?

Mommy, please.

- I believe your exact words
were... -Please, Mommy.

What part of no
do you not understand?

Go put it back.

I didn't want her
to ruin her dinner.

She made a choice not
to take candy from a stranger.

No, thank you.

And in that moment...

I made a choice, too.

I had to have her.

Where did you take her?

We all make choices, Monica.

You can choose
to walk out that door,

or you can come with me.

Take me to my baby.

I got you something.

It's still her favorite.

Garcia, I'll do
the case presentation.

Oh, no, sir, I can do it.

I got it.

Thank you, sir.

No problem.

Seven years ago yesterday,
in Manassas, Virginia,

eight-year-old Hope Kingston
was abducted from her front yard

while playing with a friend.

She has been presumed dead.

A few hours ago,

her mother, Monica,
disappeared from a parking lot

after attending Garcia's
victims support group.

It's not uncommon for
UnSubs to reach out and contact

relatives of victims.

Joran van der Sloot
extorted $25,000

from Natalie Holloway's mother
in exchange for information.

Do we think both abductions
are related?

I found a letter signed by Hope

inside Monica's car.

Anniversary could
have been the trigger.

We can't rule
out the possibility

that Monica committed suicide.

No, no, Monica

would-would never hurt herself.

She-she still thought
Hope was alive.

Is the father
in the picture? -No, he died

in a car accident right
before Hope was born.

There's no postmark,

which means this letter
was obviously hand-delivered.

Reid, do a full
linguistic analysis.

We need to determine
authenticity.

There's a butterfly drawn
next to Hope's name.

That has to mean something.

Well, there was no sign
of struggle at the scene.

What if she went willingly?

He could have approached her
and had Hope with him.

That would certainly
get her attention.

Still, it's pretty high risk
to abduct

from such a high-traffic area.

The parking lot was right next
to a strip mall.

Any witnesses?

I was the last person
that saw her.

Unless we have reason
to believe otherwise,

we should assume that
the same UnSub is responsible

for both abductions.

Let's get started.

Why did you bring me back here?

To show you how
her life with me began.

Brings back a lot of
memories, doesn't it?

You followed us home.

She used to run around...
for hours.

- Remember?
You're it!

You didn't tag me!
Yes, I did.

Like a... young butterfly
floating in the wind,

- just a vision of beauty.
One, two...

No peeking this time!

Ready or not, here I come.

I got so wrapped up
in watching them,

I almost forgot
why I was there.

Monica?

We all have choices, remember.

I thought that was you.

Evertyhing all right?

Yeah, um, yeah,
we were just, uh, driving by.

At this time of night?

I didn't, uh, I didn't realize
how late it was.

You sure you're all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

We were just leaving.

It's rare a parent
of a missing child

would leave the home
they shared.

From what Garcia said,
she didn't have a choice.

Focused her resources
on finding Hope.

Mortgage took a backseat.

And she still wanted
to stay close

to the home
she shared with Hope.

So, she moved
to an apartment nearby.

Lights are on a timer.

Yeah, in case Hope came home,

which means there's probably...

...a key under the mat.

That's risky for a single woman,
leaving a key out like that.

If he stalked her, he would have
had complete access to her here.

But he waited
and abducted her in public.

Same way that he
took her daughter.

So this letter Monica

allegedly received from her
daughter

contains no indication
of female authorship.

It lacks expression
of emotional attachment.

- The UnSub wrote it?
- I believe so.

The language used
is inconsistent with that

of a 15-year-old held in
captivity for seven years.

Uh, I just got a hit on someone
who matches Monica's description

at a gas station 17 miles
outside of Manassas.

Hope's not with him.

Looks like they're
having a conversation.

She's cooperating.

Garcia, can you get any closer?

No. No, I-I can't get
a good look at him.

Look at his body language.

He's shielding himself
from the cameras.

He knows where they are.

He's protecting his identity.

Why, why isn't Monica
asking for help?

She doesn't want
to draw attention to herself.

She leaves,
but the UnSub stays?

I don't understand.

He's got complete control.

He's not worried about her
contacting the authorities.

Garcia, run the pump receipts
against the timeline.

Maybe he used a credit card.

Pumps one through nine.

Nothing.

Who goes to a gas station
and doesn't buy anything?

There are plenty
of service stations

between the community center
and here.

But he drove her
clear across town.

This place must mean
something to the both of them.

This could be
where it all started.

Here we are.

Home sweet home.

I pass by this street

every day on my
way home from work.

7.2 miles door to door.

I can't believe you've had her
here this whole time.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I love that picture of Hope.
She's so photogenic.

I need to see her.

It's getting late.

I've done evertyhing
you've asked.

Come with me.

Anything?

She was there,
but we just missed her.

The owner of Monica's old house
reported

seeing her parked outside
just two hours ago.

Was the UnSub with her?
Yeah.

But he didn't give much of a
description

on the UnSub or the truck.

He did say Monica
had been by a lot recently.

Apparently, somebody dropped
a letter for her a week ago.

The owner called her
to come pick it up.

And ever since then, she's been
parked outside the house.

What's this guy doing with her?

If he's had Hope captive
for seven years,

she's completely compliant
by now.

He might've abducted Monica as
a reward for good behavior.

Or he could be getting off on
the fact that he successfully

abducted a mother
and a daughter.

Monica's statement the day
of Hope's abduction

confirmed that she made
a purchase

at the same gas station
hours before Hope went missing.

It's not a coincidence
that he brought Monica

from that particular
gas station to her old house.

He's taking her through all
the steps of Hope's abduction.

Having both of them could've
been his plan all along.

So wait, are we saying
he's sexually diverse?

Attracted to children
and adults?

The UnSub stalked Monica,

so he-he knew about the spare
key under the mat.

He had complete access.

So why wait seven years

to circle back
if that's the case?

The butterfly could symbolically
represent

not just transformation but
maturation of his erotic ideal.

Well, he started
with easy targets.

Children are much easier to
abduct, manipulate and control.

Or he could be a preferential
offender and a situational

child molester,
meaning adult women have

always been his preference, but
given the right circumstances,

- he'd offend against a child.
- Monica's not a preference.

She's a specific target.

He didn't go after
just any woman.

He went after Hope's mother.

Which means that

Hope is probably dead.

And he's taken Monica because
she reminds him of Hope.

This is evertyhing the Manassas
PD had on Hope's investigation.

All right, let's get to work.

Wait! Wait!

Rise and shine.

How did you sleep?

I didn't!

Oh, Hope grew out of those
when she was 12.

But I didn't need to use
them on her much after that.

So, I have water, orange juice,
milk, coffee...

She's not here, is she?

Why would I bring you here
if that was the case?

Then prove it!
I want to see her!

Go ahead.

Have a look.

Hope...

Sorry, Bill,
I'll do it better next time.

So, what's the word, genius?

Well, I've narrowed down
the UnSub's comfort zone.

The gas station was the third
point I needed

to complete the
geographical profile.

Factoring Monica's abduction
site

and her apartment,
I would assume

the UnSub lives somewhere
within this area.

Well, that would make it easier
for him to learn her routines.

That zone can't be more
than 20 miles.

All right, so all
the local employees

that were on duty last night
checked out.

Nobody saw a thing.

You know, it looks like there
are five different

reported incidents
that we might be able

to attribute to this UnSub.

When was the first case
reported?

Six months before Hope's
abduction.

A 12-year-old girl in the area
reported a man taking pictures

of her on her way home
from school.

And then three weeks after that,

she thought he was peeping
into her window.

And then her house was
burglarized.

And the only thing that was
missing were her clothes.

Well, if that's him,

then there was a clear
escalation in his M.O.

He was building his confidence
to abduct Hope,

and then
seven years later, Monica.

Hey, uh, these were found
on Heather Wilson's bike

two weeks after Hope
disappeared.

That's the girl that Hope was
playing with

- when she was abducted.
Yeah.

The butterfly again.

"Without you, she wouldn't
have been set free.

This is a token
of my appreciation"?

He sent a thank you card
to the girl he didn't abduct?

This is what I saw.

She was...

she was here.

She was just here!

She wrote you so many times.

Where are you hiding her?!

"Dear Mommy, why don't you come
see me? I miss you. "

Go to hell!

Anger's your way of dealing
with your guilt.

Hope!

She was angry at first, too.

You want to know...
- Hope, if you're here,

- say something! Mommy is here!
- ... how I got her to calm down?

We used to play
a lot of games.

What are you doing?

Go ahead.
I'll give you a head start.

One...

two, three...

Heather, I'm Agent Jareau.

This is Agent Prentiss.
We're with the FBl.

We have some questions
about Hope Kingston.

Do you remember her?

What do you think?

I know you've been through
this before,

but we need to talk to you
about that day.

Heather, we have reason to
believe that the same man

who took Hope
abducted her mother last night.

This can't be happening again.

Did you and Hope play together
often?

Every day.
She was like a sister.

Now, you told police that you
saw a man

watching you guys play that day.

Look, I've been through this
a thousand times.

I wish I could help you,

I really do,
but I got to get to class now.

You put streaks in
your hair because

it's a constant reminder of how
much you two looked alike.

You don't know anything
about me.

I know that you struggle
to let people in

because you're afraid
of losing them.

And that you are constantly
asking yourself

why he took Hope
instead of you.

Are you done?

Listen,

if there's something
that you know,

please tell us.

It wasn't the first time
I had seen him.

It was a week earlier when
Hope and I were at the park.

Did he say anything to you?

- No.
- Can you tell us about the day

Hope was abducted?

Um...

we were playing hide and go seek

- in the front of her house.
You didn't tag me.

Yes, I did.
It's your turn.

I had just
finished counting.

Ready or not, here I come!

And I turned around,

and there he was,
just standing there,

smiling at me.

He was holding a jar
with butterflies.

He knew
that would get my attention.

I'll be it.
Okay, go hide...

And that's when he asked
if he could play.

And I told him he could.

One, two...

three...

Ready or not, here I come.

I'll never forget that voice.

Why didn't you ever tell anyone?

Because it was my fault.

I'm the one who told him
that he could play with us.

And I overheard my dad

saying that someone put
a butterfly necklace on my bike.

And he asked...

if I knew who'd put it there,
it was my chance to come clean.

But I just kept my mouth shut.

Hey.

How are you holding up?

Um...

after Em,

I never thought
I'd see another person

I love up there.

Baby, you got
to stop blaming yourself.

We're doing evertyhing
we can to find her.

No, we're not.

We're not doing enough
to find her.

If we were doing evertyhing,
we would have found her.

I'm not doing evertyhing I can.

With every minute
that goes by,

there's more chance
that she's dead.

- Okay, Garcia, stop it.
What?

Stop it.
I need you to calm down.

I am doing evertyhing
I can to keep it together,

and I am so scared.

Okay, you need to listen
to me right now.

Guys?

We're ready
to deliver the profile.

Penelope?

Let's go find her.

Ready or not, here I come.

Seven years ago,

we believed our UnSub to be
a preferential child molester.

And now we think
that his preference evolved

into an erotomanic obsession
with Hope Kingston.

So much so,

that in her absence,
his attentions

are now focused on her mother.

At the time

Hope went missing,

there was another
potential victim

who was the same age

and had the same physical
characteristics as Hope,

and she was even
more accessible.

Which tells us that Hope became
his idealized target.

Despite the high risk, he abducted

Monica in public, which shows
she's pivotal to his fantasy.

We believe the UnSub has Monica

captive within a 20-mile radius
of this abduction site.

There's a strong possibility

that until recently the UnSub
kept Hope alive.

This explains why he didn't
hunt again for all these years.

And that it was Hope's death

that triggered the change
in his M.O.

If the same guy has her,

how long is she really
going to last?

I know her.

I know Monica.

Monica is my friend,
and she is a fighter.

And she is not going to give up,
so neither should we.

Monica?

Don't go in there!

I didn't want you
to find out like this.

I'm sorry.

I can explain.

Shh.

Don't touch me!

I loved her, too.

She was my baby.

From the moment I saw her,

I knew what a beautiful woman
she would become.

I loved her, Monica.

- I loved her.
- No.

No.

No.

You don't know
how long I searched.

I was about to give up,
and then... and there she was,

this beautiful cocooned
butterfly waiting to emerge.

You had her chained
like an animal.

No, no, no, you don't... you
don't understand what happened.

My child

is lying here, dead

because of you.

It wasn't my fault.

You murdered my baby!

No.

Hope killed herself.

So, the day
of the anniversary

would have been
when Monica was

- most vulnerable and exposed.
And the UnSub

knew that, and he came armed
with information about Hope.

So, she lets her guard down,
leaves the house

and goes
to the support group meeting.

Where she can share her feelings
with people who understand her.

But how did he know

after this particular meeting
she'd be emotionally raw?

Well, if he stalked her in the
parking lot after the meeting,

he would have seen the pain
written across her face.

What if he knew because
he'd heard the story before?

What if he's a member
of her support group?

JJ, the things we talk about in
that group are beyond personal.

We wouldn't have asked you
to do this

if we didn't think it was going
to help us find Monica.

No, but to talk about
what happens in there, it...

it's a violation
of all kinds of-of privacy.

I promise,
nothing that doesn't pertain

to this case will ever
leave this room.

Who's sharing?
- I believe that...

- Monica.
- ... time wears you down.

She's talking
about a little girl

that looked like Hope
that she saw.

Okay, now, I want you
to look around the room.

- Okay.
- Is anyone reacting to her?

No. We're all just
listening to her.

Okay, now,
what happened after

Monica finished sharing?

She was trying not to cry,

and... I didn't know
what to say.

Did anyone share after her?

Someone started
to say something, but then

- I ended the meeting, because...
- Okay, stop right there.

I need to know who spoke.

That's why we're all here.

This guy who lost his wife.

He was sitting behind her,

and he rubbed her shoulder.

He was trying to calm her down.

Okay, so let's move to
the end of the night.

What happened after the meeting?

I followed Monica
out to the hallway,

and she said she
had to go home.

And then what happened?

It's Bill.

Please let me explain.

I don't want to hear anything.

At night, I could always hear
Hope walking around,

up in her room.

And then...

This one night, she was pacing
back and forth.

And then she stopped.

So...

I came up to check on her...

But the door was blocked.

Then when I tried to open it...

There was blood everywhere.

No... No!

I tried to stop the bleeding,
but it was too late.

Wait a minute.

I've heard this...

You spoke in group.

It was... your wife.

But you were talking
about my Hope.

I'd lost her.

You were my only
connection to her.

I shed tears for you.

I helped you grieve.

So William Rogers joined the
support group two months ago.

Garcia's still looking
for an address.

Any priors?

Yeah, an attempted kidnapping

of a 14-year-old.
He lured her to a studio

with promises of becoming a
model. When she got there,

he made sexual advances;
she got away.

You know, rethinking
the type of offender he was

seven years ago,
it's possible the UnSub

didn't sexually assault
Hope initially,

but waited until she was older.

Well, that would explain why
he held onto her all this time.

In his fantasy,
he might envision Hope

at a more desirable age.

What story did he use

to get into the support group?

Well, he told them
his pregnant wife

committed suicide.

Apparently, they were trying
to conceive for over a year.

Hope couldn't bear the thought

of bringing his child
into this world, so she took

what little control
she did have,

and ended her life.

And that was never
part of his plan.

It turned his world upside down.

He's not ready to let go of
the bond he had with Hope.

And now he's trying to get back
what was taken from him.

Wouldn't it just be easier
for him to start over again?

Unless Monica could
give him what he'd lost.

Another Hope.

He didn't take Monica
to remind him of Hope,

he took her...
to recreate her.

I want to make peace.

You shared with the group...

that you were thinking
of having another baby.

What do you...
- All those things

that you missed out on
with Hope...

you'll get to experience
with this new baby

that we're going to create.

Don't touch me!
Don't you...! No!

Address, address, address.

This guy, like, redefined
"home invasion. "

By going
to those group meetings,

it was like he-he read
Monica's diary.

Like, she only talked

about her most personal feelings
in that group.

The group, the group is

definitely gonna have
to disband.

- Focus on finding this address.
- I am.

I'm focusing, I'm freaking out
at the exact same time, and...

I got it. I got it.
He has two addresses.

The first one is on Main.
It's listed as a previous,

but it's not been updated
in the system.

And the second one is on Brooks.

And I have just sent them
to your PDAs.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where do you think you're going?

- I'm going with you.
- No, that can't happen.

It could be way too dangerous.

Okay, um, either you let me go
with you

or you're going to have to
forcibly remove me from the SUV.

Your choice.

Brought you your favorite tea.

You know, we... have to move
forward in our lives.

That's what Hope would want...

for both of us.

Do you think so?

Of course.

Monica?!

Do it! Kill me!

She killed herself
so she wouldn't have to spend

- another second with you!
- Shut up!

You don't know
what you're talking about.

You can't hurt her anymore!

FBl!

They're in.

Officer, we need bolt cutters.

Clear!

- Clear!
- Clear!

They cleared the other location.

Okay, Reid and I are gonna
take two officers,

check the perimeter, see if we
can find a point of entry.

You're with Dr. Reid,
you're with me.

Building rapport could
take hours.

I don't know if Monica
has that much time.

All right, so we need to treat
this like a hostage situation.

I need you to be attentive
and compassionate,

and just tell him whatever he
wants to hear.

Okay, I got this, I got this.

Hello, this is Bill.
Please leave a message.

Bill, it's Penelope
from the support group.

Bill, I'm not gonna go away.
I need... I need to talk to her.

I know Monica is in there
with you,

and I need you to put her on
the phone.

Monica can't come
to the phone right now.

Put her on the phone, Bill.

You know I can't do that.

I think you can, Bill.

Right now, I am the only thing

that is gonna help you out
of this.

And I want to help you,

but you need to put her
on the phone.

Hello?

Monica.

She's dead.

There you go.

She's fine.

Call him back.

It's okay.

Penelope, I'm not much
of a phone person,

so if you want to continue this
conversation in private...

...door's open.

Penelope, don't!

Okay, I'm going in there.

Uh, no, no, Garcia.

JJ, I have to. I have to.

All right, you need
to stay close.

Okay.

MORGAN
JJ, we're in.

All right, go ahead.

Bill?

Bill?

I don't want to upset you.

Hey.

I know you never meant
to hurt Monica...

...just like you never meant
to hurt Hope.

He murdered my baby!

Shut the door!

Bill, I-I know

the pain you feel.

I get you.

I know. I-I heard you
talk about it in group.

Why doesn't
Monica understand that?

Bill, well, I just think she
needs more time to understand.

Listen, Bill, I know all you've
ever wanted was

just somebody to love.

You were trapped inside a cocoon

just waiting for somebody
to set you free.

Hope made me feel...

For the first time in
my life, I felt love.

She was my baby!

You brought Monica here because
you're heartbroken,

and you're desperate

to recreate what you lost
with Hope.

I lost my child!

Bill, you need to tell her.

You can do this, okay?

You need to let her know
why this is all happening.

You need to tell her.
You can do this.

Say something.
Say something!

Our baby...

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Hope was pregnant.

Bill, drop the gun.

Do what he says.

Drop it now!

It's okay, Bill.

Nice and easy.

Put your hands
where I can see them.

Slowly step away from Monica.

Easy...

Monica!

We are each on our own journey.

Each of us are on our
very own adventure,

encountering all kinds
of challenges,

and the choices we make on
that adventure

will shape us as we go.

Those choices will stretch us

and test us and push us
to our limit.

And our adventure will make us
stronger

than we ever knew
we could be.

There's a quote by my favorite
author Joseph Campbell,

and it goes like this:

"Find a place inside
where there's joy,

and the joy will burn out
the pain. "