Criminal Minds s18e07 Episode Script

1
Previously on
Criminal Minds: Evolution
- Hi. Evan Delray.
- How do you guys know each other?
We went to law school together.
CYRUS: Your mommy and daddy are dead.
You're either state-raised
or, as your only
living relative, I get you.
I know my own rules.
My rules.
- I'm out.
- Over my dead body.
(GRUNTING)
(CHOKING)
You have a message for me?
Hell is empty,
and all the devils are here.
Another one of Voit's minions
in bracelets.
Who's the next one
on the network to be activated?
Who ever said it was just one?
(ALARM BLARING)
- We're on lockdown.
- What is it?
I don't know.
Something about a package.
GARCIA: Yase-Otoko mask represents
a suffering ghost who abides in hell.
Looks pretty quiet.
You sure this is the place?
Should be it. Let's go.
DISPATCHER: Standing
by, Four-Michael-Two-Seven.
Four-Michael-Two-Seven.
Roger, Four-Michael-Two-Seven.
Go ahead.
- On scene, but we don't see anybody.
- (CLATTERING)
- Hold on. Behind the dumpster.
- Standing by.
- (RETCHING)
- Scratch that. We got him.
Roger, Four-Michael-Two-Seven.
Please advise if you need backup.
Think we can handle this one.
- Sir, metro police.
- Rough night?
May we help you?
- (CHOKING)
- JASON: He's choking.
Oh, fuck me.
Four-Michael-Two-Seven.
Requesting 10-52 to my location.
Roger, Four-Michael-Two-Seven.
- Medical en route to you now.
- Shit.
(GRUNTING)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop. He's bleeding.
We need that fucking ambulance.
(SIGHS)
- Have to start compressions.
- Okay.
(GRUNTING RHYTHMICALLY)
(GASPS) What in the
Holy shit.
♪
GREEN: "Presumption should
never make us neglect
"that which appears easy to us,
"nor despair make us lose courage
at the sight of difficulties."
Benjamin Banneker.
Penny for your profile.
What? Oh. (SHORT CHUCKLE)
No, I'm still trying to
Let's hear your theory.
Well, there was epithelial DNA
recovered from the mask,
which has to belong
to a member in the network.
Any hits in CODIS?
No, but having the mask
delivered directly to the BAU
I mean, it's got to
be meant as a taunt.
Zodiac, BTK they sent
things to law enforcement.
Zodiac and BTK sent messages.
So, what's the message?
They know we're hunting them.
Okay. That's textbook.
Tell me what you really think.
It's a tribute.
- To Voit.
- How'd you get there?
Well, last night, I fell down
an Internet rabbit hole.
As we know, the Yase-Otoko mask
represents a soul
that's being eternally tormented
in hell, right?
But you
Do you know why he's in hell?
Enlighten me.
They're there as punishment
for the people and animals
killed in life.
So, I was thinking
that the symbolism spoke
to Voit's own history,
which meant that
You know what, never mind,
'cause as I'm saying it,
it sounds kind of stupid. (SCOFFS)
Did I say it was stupid?
They're at it again.
I present to you the Sicarius spider.
Most commonly found in the deserts
of South Africa
and Central America and,
as of last night, in an alley
in the Hecht Warehouse district,
where they came crawling
out of the mouth
of a yet-to-be-identified male victim.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I just need to
Gah-gah-gah-gah.
Sicarius is about as specific
to Voit as it gets.
According to the coroner,
the cause of death is venom
from hundreds
of internal spider bites.
They were literally trying to
eat their way out of the victim.
GARCIA: Oh.
Isn't that that urban legend
where if you accidentally
swallow a spider in your sleep,
then they'll live inside of you?
LEWIS: Yes.
And not only is that not true,
but it's a literal
scientific impossibility.
They'd suffocate inside a body.
Unless you knew Voit's old trick.
Mm. Multilayered latex condoms.
Those so-called balloons cartels use
to traffic drugs in human mules.
GREEN: And if that
mule gets too excited
or eats something, their stomach
acid dissolves the latex.
Oh, and now I'm feeling bad
for the icky spiders.
Don't-don't they don't they
suffocate inside the balloons?
Not if you know a little
something about diapause.
- What?
- That's a suspended state
of dormancy, like hibernation.
Spiders enter diapause
if conditions are cold enough.
LEWIS: Yeah, and the
remains of the latex condoms
that were found inside our John Doe
were coated with traces
of ammonium nitrate.
So, you add water that,
you get an endothermic reaction
that would freeze them.
Spiders go night-night,
and then, like Voit,
our unsub forces the victim
to swallow the balloons.
PRENTISS: So,
this murder could
be some sort of tribute to Voit.
Along with the mask
that got mailed to us.
How so?
Tyler, tell her your theory.
Uh it's just a working theory.
- It's not actionable.
- PRENTISS: Okay.
Well, whatever it is, better
for you to present it to Voit.
I'd like you and Tara to see
if anything about this
jogs his memory.
Dave, Luke, run down everything
you can on our John Doe.
Jennifer, Garcia and I
we are gonna do some more research
on these Sicarius spiders.
We will? (GROANS)
LEWIS: You recognize him?
Mm. No.
Scroll past that photo,
you can see the autopsy report.
Latex balloons lined on the inside
with ammonium nitrate.
You know that recipe.
Y-Yeah, I do.
We looked over all your chat logs.
You never discussed
spiders with anyone.
Okay, so, then
why are you asking me now?
Because maybe
you had that conversation
with someone the old-fashioned way.
I didn't.
Why not?
- Why not?
- GREEN: You gave your followers
all sorts of tips and techniques.
Best caliber of weapon,
best dosage of a narcotic,
best brand of zip tie.
But you never talked spiders?
Arguably your most unique M.O.?
Come on.
No.
- Who'd you learn it from?
- Look, that
That's not It's (SIGHS)
I'm-I'm I'm done, okay?
- I don't think so.
- Oh, fuck you.
- Hey, Elias
- Just no more questions.
Hey, don't forget
your immunity deal is contingent
on cooperation.
Okay. Throw me in jail.
Can you open up?
- What the hell was that?
- What was what?
Tyler, your history with Voit?
Tara, won't happen again.
PRENTISS: But it doesn't makes sense.
Ever since he came out of the coma,
Voit's been willing
to cooperate with us,
so why draw the line here?
I think there's something about
the use of Sicarius spiders
that's so awful, so deeply traumatic,
that he just can't confront it.
Some serial killers
do feel shame, I suppose.
Ted Bundy could never admit
his acts of necrophilia.
JJ: So you think the spiders
- are some form of daddy issues for Voit?
- (KNOCKING)
Uh, whatever they represent,
they are not easy to get.
I have scoured through so many
exotic arachnid records,
and there's no bites.
My guess is the unsub is procuring it
through the dark web.
Giving you two puns,
yet I'm so grossed out.
You know, I don't think
it's daddy issues,
but it might be adjacent.
Penelope, try going back
30 years in the import records.
I'm all over it.
Thirty years?
I'm thinking it might tell us
where Voit learned about the spiders.
And if I'm right,
it might even tell us
whose DNA is on that mask.
PRENTISS: Even if you are right,
we are still stuck
behind Voit's new lawyer.
Well, good thing we have our own.
(SCOFFS) I am not mad.
When you're smiling like that,
saying you're not mad, you are mad.
I am surprised.
Surprised that when I called
Elias Voit's lawyer
regarding a time-sensitive
investigation,
said lawyer referred me to you,
because, apparently,
you are now the DOJ's liaison
to Elias Voit, replacing me.
(SIGHS) Becca,
I got the case this morning.
Sure. Okay.
But if I was replacing you on a case,
I'd give you a courtesy heads-up.
Is there a reason you did not
give me that courtesy?
Yeah, there is. Um,
the deputy AG thinks
you have a conflict of interest
in this case.
I was trying to figure out
the best way to tell you.
A conflict of (SCOFFS)
Wait. With Voit?
No.
With Tara.
That's not
Ms. Wilson, true or false.
You and SSA Tara Lewis
are romantically involved?
No, Evan, we are not doing this.
True or false.
Your relationship with SSA Lewis
has compromised
- False.
- Okay, well, I know that. But any
half-decent lawyer
is gonna exploit that.
And-and Voit's lawyer
is more than half-decent.
Shit.
Look, I'm on your side here.
I'll I'll do anything
I can to help out.
Just tell me
what do you need from Voit.
No, it's not me. It's the BAU.
They need to talk to him. Like, now.
Not without his lawyer present,
but that guy's already
furious enough
how much Voit's cooperated.
Okay, then get them
to the sixth floor, ASAP.
Okay. Uh, and what's the rush?
What do I tell 'em it's about?
Spiders.
Tell them it's about spiders.
(MAN COUGHING)
The fuck did you just
give me to drink?
UNSUB: Soup.
MAN: That was no fucking soup.
UNSUB: No, it was not.
It's going to numb your throat.
It's gonna make it so much
easier for you to swallow.
Swallow? Man, I ain't
swallowing shit (GROANS)
I don't know about that.
What are you fucking doing?
Get away from me, man.
(GROANS)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING, COUGHING)
There you are.
There we go. That's it.
How about another?
No, no. No. (GROANS)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Hey, Jessie, give us a second.
You don't say anything.
Not a word unless I say so.
You understand me?
Hey. You listening to me?
- Uh, y-yeah.
- You know,
I know I don't look like much,
but I got it where it counts,
because I'm the guy
that's gonna make sure
that you have a fighting
chance to see your kids one day.
So don't make this any
harder than it needs to be.
Okay.
Don't say nothing.
Before we get started, whatever
questions you want to ask
No questions.
We have a theory about a case.
We want Elias to listen.
You gonna give him
an honorary deputy's badge, too?
No. We're done here.
Jesus, Jeff, throw us a bone, okay?
We're prepared
to offer him increased immunity.
If, after he hears
what we have to say,
he points us in the right direction.
I need it in writing.
My client is listening.
The last known record
of Sicarius spiders
imported into the United States
is from 1997.
They were sent to a Cyrus LeBrun.
Your uncle.
PRENTISS: We know Cyrus
adopted and abused you
after you murdered your parents
in a house fire.
- Whoa. We're not stipulating that.
- ROSSI: We just learned
that Cyrus' DNA was found
on a Yase-Otoko mask
that was sent to the BAU.
Fun facts, but what
does that have to do
Here's our theory.
Cyrus created the killer
you were, Elias.
He taught you about the spiders.
And now he's back.
No, that's not possible.
- Because I killed him.
- (SIGHS)
What the fuck'd
you just put inside me, man?
UNSUB: Something you're
gonna want to have taken out
as soon as possible.
But that's only gonna happen if
and only if
you do exactly what I say.
(GRUNTING)
Okay. Okay.
All right.
I need you
to deliver a message for me.
From Uncle Cyrus.
REBECCA: It's over. It's over.
My career is over.
- It's gonna be okay.
- It is not going to be okay.
- Rebecca
- No, this is how it starts.
First you get passed over,
then you get bumped down,
- then you get bumped out.
- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
You are not getting fired.
(SIGHS) You're right.
I should quit first.
Okay, that's a bit much.
This is a political job,
and it doesn't matter
how good you are.
It matters how you look,
and you and I look
That's not what I meant.
Yeah, I-I know what you meant.
Okay. If you quit,
what-what would you even do?
Be a lobbyist, work decent hours.
And be bored out of your mind.
I wouldn't care
if people see us together.
Yeah, but then you'd resent me
because I got to keep my awesome job.
(SIGHS) Have we met?
Of course I would.
All right.
So, ixnay on the quitting, okay?
I mean, I think
the real question here is
do you want off the Voit case?
- No.
- All right.
So, you are a litigator.
Litigate.
Draft a brief explaining exactly why
you should stay on the Voit case,
that it's not a conflict of interest
and deliver it to the AG's office.
(SCOFFS) And if that doesn't work?
Well, then, I'll just have to live
with your deep, abiding resentment.
(SCOFFS)
Keep me posted?
You know it.
YOUNG VOIT: Open the door!
(PANTING)
VOIT: Cyrus was always
the one man I was scared of.
(GRUNTS)
What did he do to you?
I only ask because
the more we know about Cyrus
The more you know about this unsub.
I know.
Um
Cyrus knew me.
PRENTISS: Knew you how?
(SIGHS) Like, like, go to the deepest,
darkest part of your mind,
then go further and
That's the part of me he knew.
(CHUCKLES)
The last time we talked, he told me
that my family was
gonna get me caught.
And he was right.
Is that why you killed him?
Please don't answer that.
Can you talk about the spiders?
I don't know. I've just
always been fascinated by them.
Sicarius spiders?
Sicarius spiders. The Um
(SCOFFS)
They were a gift from Cyrus,
when he saw how interested I was
in the way they kill.
Seriously?
Yeah.
They're the most venomous
spiders in the world.
Everyone's creeped out by tarantulas,
but Sicarius spiders?
No one knows that they can go
for weeks without food or water,
and they bury themselves in the sand
and just wait for their prey.
You'd never know
that the ultimate predator
is the one you least expect.
- But Cyrus knew.
- He did.
Well, that explains how
you found common ground
with your uncle,
but it doesn't tell us why,
when you saw our John Doe,
you were so shaken.
You chose this guy
to start running interference.
ROSSI: You're holding back on us.
You want to stop?
I think we should stop.
No.
No.
I helped him.
I helped Cyrus carry women
and fucking children
into the house.
I helped him bury them.
(GRUNTS)
And the woman we killed
with the Sicarius spiders
he made me do that.
ROSSI: How did it make you feel?
Like a fucking god.
I've heard the first time
you get high or drunk,
it's the best.
But when you're an addict,
you just spend the rest of
your life chasing that feeling.
And my addiction
is death.
Uh
I don't know how any
of this is helping you.
ROSSI: Maybe Cyrus
had his own network,
like a small circle of friends.
No, no. My rules were his rules,
except for the network.
- But there has to be somebody.
- There isn't.
Besides you and my old lawyer,
I have never told anyone anything
about Cyrus
or Lee Duval.
Elias, maybe we should take a break.
I'm good with that.
JJ: Hey, Tara.
Do you know what
high density polyurethane is?
Please tell me
it's a break in this case.
Bingo. Trace amounts were found
under our John Doe's fingernails.
(GROANS)
But maybe not such a big break,
because that type of plastic
is found in everything
from food containers
to playground equipment.
You are correct.
Except, when the plastic
is the color blue,
it can only be found in one place.
Storage drums designed
to hold fertilizer.
Oh, wow. Fertilizer
which contains ammonium nitrate.
- Ding, ding, ding.
- Okay.
So you think our unsub
keeps this stuff around,
maybe makes our John Doe handle it,
even stuff it in those balloons?
Or John Doe was already handling it
as part of his job.
So our unsub sees our John Doe,
says, "I'm gonna kidnap this guy
and take his shipment."
Yeah. Two birds, one stone.
(SIGHS) I got to tell you,
that's one hell of a swing, JJ.
Like, for the fences.
Yeah, but if it's right,
our John Doe won't
be a John Doe anymore.
Oh.
Batter up.
- (DOOR OPENS)
- JJ: Hey, uh,
- Penelope, could
- Oh, oh. Nothing. Nothing.
Um
absolutely nothing here.
Just me and computers.
(SNIFFS) You sure?
(SIGHS) Can-can we say
that there's nothing here?
Certainly not me burning sage,
because Emily said
that if I did that again,
I wouldn't just be in trouble,
I'd be in super trouble.
Still feeling the spiders
crawling on you, huh?
Oh, my God. So, so, so bad.
And she said
I can't use essential oil.
So if I can't even use aromatherapy
to downregulate
my nervous system in here,
I have no choice.
I might have to go home,
take a shower in acid
and burn all of my clothes.
Or you could tell us
if there are any
missing person's reports for men
our John Doe's age who work
in the fertilizer industry.
Yes. Yes.
Yes!
Something to think about
that doesn't have eight legs.
You kidding me?
All right.
Bingo, bango, bongo.
There's a Mr. Bill Gibbons.
He drives a truck for a
fertilizer company in Virginia.
- Ah.
- And Mr. Gibbons,
a shipment and the truck,
uh, did not show
for a scheduled drop in
Georgetown almost two days ago.
Uh-huh.
Don't all truckers have to have
an electronic logging device on board?
Yes, I knew that, too.
We know so many things.
They do that to observe
legal shipping requirements.
And the device on Gibbons' truck
was turned off two days ago.
Okay. So, good news
we identified the victim.
Bad news we don't know what
the unsub did with his truck.
Well, that would be
bad news if I wasn't me,
but I am me, and I have a hack
to turn on transponders,
If I sing my little hacking song. ♪
Singing a song. ♪
There it is.
Mr. Gibbons' truck is
jinkies only three miles
from where Metro PD
found Mr. Gibbons' body.
Huh. Okay, where's
the nearest traffic camera?
Mm A block away.
JJ: Okay, start recording.
Something tells me
this isn't that easy.
UNSUB: Right on time.
(PANTING)
What-what is that?
Like-like a bomb or something?
UNSUB: Good news.
The cavalry's coming.
Remember what I told you?
Y-Yes, I remember.
What you doing? W-What's that?
If you follow my instructions,
you'll have nothing to worry about.
If you don't,
it'll suck to be you.
All right, hey, listen.
I have I haven't said anything.
I didn't hear anything.
I don't know nothing, man.
Just let me go and then
everything is cool. All right?
Just let me go, man.
We can be all good with this.
Aw, come on. Hey.
Hey, my man, my man. Wait, come back.
Come back. Please.
N-Nah, you don't have to go.
Come back.
Hey, yo! Come back!
No, please!
Let me go! Hey, yo, come back!
No!
Fuck!
Metro PD confirms
that the trailer belonging
to Bill Gibbons is 500 feet away.
It's just sitting there by itself.
- Any other cameras pick him up?
- No.
And the unsub left a little note
on the rear door of the trailer.
Metro SWAT sent us a picture.
DELRAY: "Sicarius
will want to see this."
Jesus.
You know what this means, right?
You're gonna need
another deal with Voit.
You got to be kidding me.
You got to be kidding me
with this shit.
You want my client
to walk into a death trap?
No. We want him on site.
He may have knowledge
or intel useful to the FBI agents
who'll be putting their lives
on the line.
All right. What's on the table?
DOJ is willing
to modify your previous sentence
down to three years
in a minimum-security prison.
DARCY: Oh, where he
can get shanked again.
- It won't happen.
- No, it won't.
Because he's gonna have
his own residential reentry
where he's not wearing
an ankle monitor.
However, we will give you
a curfew and regular check-ins
- with a parole officer.
- Jeff,
- be fucking serious here.
- I am serious.
- You want my client
- No, just hold on, hold on.
Uh, who's gonna be on site?
Agents Alvez and Green and SWAT.
Okay.
I don't want a deal.
I'll do it. Let's just go.
Could I get the room?
I need a few minutes
to talk to my client.
No. I'm in.
Elias, how can I make this
any clearer to you?
You are totally fucking yourself.
Well, that's
I don't see it that way.
DARCY: How do you see it?
I see it as doing the right thing.
- (SIREN WAILS)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Captain Hardison.
Yeah?
Status?
Thermal imaging suggests
there's at least one suspect inside.
And the rear doors
don't appear to be locked.
All right, whoever's behind
this wants Voit to go inside.
That's not the only reason he can't.
If your suspects are expecting
a fireworks show,
it's my job to disappoint them.
So far, there's nothing
on the trailer's outside
to suggest the presence of IEDs.
All right. Let's gear up
and get ready to go.
FBI!
- Let me see your hands!
- No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.
Please, please don't shoot,
don't shoot!
I-I'm tied to this chair.
What's your name?
Tate. Tate Andrews.
- You're gonna be okay, Tate.
- Wait, no, no.
Don't come any closer.
All right? I need Sicarius.
I need Sicarius to go over
to that table and pick up the tablet.
- I can take it to him.
- Okay, fine, fine.
Do it now, please. Thank you!
Hurry!
You swallow any balloons, Tate?
(SIGHS) Fuck yeah, man.
I don't know how many of 'em.
He made me.
And he said that if I don't do exactly
what he said, then I'd die.
We may have a problem here.
How you doing, there
Lee?
What is it?
Uh, it's-it's a recording.
CYRUS: Oh, no, no, no.
I'm right here. Because me and you
the two of us we got
a lot to talk about.
(LAUGHS)
What's the matter, boy?
You look like you've seen a ghost.
TATE: He put a bomb on me, didn't he?
Pager acts as a remote trigger.
Looks like it.
And it's definitely wired
to a 55-gallon drum
of ammonium nitrate.
It's crude but effective.
We got to get him out of here.
I'm not sure we can
No, no, no, you cannot do that.
He said I'm not allowed
to be moved. Not until
Sicarius says so.
Did he get the fucking tablet?
Hey, Tate, you need to calm down.
You calm the fuck down, man!
- I'm
- Listen to me!
The more you get upset,
the more you increase the chance
of bursting those balloons
in your stomach.
Now, just take a breath.
Okay?
Can you get them out of me?
Yeah, we just need to get you outside.
We have an ambulance waiting.
Look, if it's remote,
we can jam the signal.
Otherwise, maybe we can cut the wires.
Still might be pressure-sensitive.
So any imbalance
we light up.
Who-who are you?
I'm the man who made you.
Mm-mmm. That man's dead.
What is the first lesson I taught you?
When you kill someone,
you better make damn
well sure they're dead.
You remember that night, don't you?
(SCOFFS) Did you come here to kill me?
Oh, I already killed you an hour ago.
I slipped some naproxen in your IV.
CYRUS: Now, when you walked out,
did you make absolutely sure
I was dead?
Yes. I got it.
I found a router inside the trailer.
I think I can intercept
the feed to the tablet.
I did.
- This ain't just about you, boy.
- PRENTISS: Garcia, record this.
- GARCIA: On it.
- The role
of good old Uncle Cyrus
will now be played by who?
PRENTISS: The likeness is incredible.
That is a next-level deepfake.
Same kind used on BAU-Gate.
Hey, I'm pretty confident I can crack
the algorithm that's
working here and I can unmask
who this Cyrus really is.
HARDISON: Well, this is damn peculiar.
- What's wrong?
- I'm not so sure that there isn't a
Oh, fuck, man, where is
Sicarius? He can let me go.
Hey, just hang tight, all right?
We got to make sure
that we keep you
and everyone else safe.
I'm telling you
what this motherfucker told me.
Once Sicarius sees
whatever's on that tablet,
he can come in here and let me go.
You think there's a secondary
device hidden in here somewhere?
That's what I was about to say.
I think the pager's a distraction.
Let's make sure.
Tyler, we've intercepted
the video feed
to the tablet. Penelope will have
some answers in a second.
What's your status?
We're still working to free
the hostage, but he was told Sicarius
is the only one who can free him.
VOIT: If you were my uncle,
you'd have nothing to do
with running a network of killers.
You do remember me well.
"Hell is empty
and all the devils are here."
I know you're a show-off,
so I know you want to show me
who you are.
All those devils.
Those poor souls you left behind.
They needed guidance.
Someone to give 'em purpose.
- What purpose?
- (LAUGHS)
I can see it right there
in your eyes, boy
GARCIA: Oh, come on.
Son of a It's not working.
- What's going on?
- Uh, well, there are, like,
multiple signals
shooting through the router.
And the ones I need to crack
are all encrypted.
Okay, would you say
that this network has been
loyal to the encryption methods
it's used so far?
- Most hackers are.
- Okay, didn't you say
they used a block cipher
to encrypt their feeds before?
Yes, thank you. Sorry, Emily.
I-I feel like sometimes
the panic blinders keep me
from seeing the whole world
of the wide web. I got this.
Why bother bringing me here
if you don't
have something you want to tell me?
It's for your own good.
Whatever you think you're
gonna do, I can stop it.
Oh, you think so, huh?
It's my network. They answer to me.
Goddamn it, boy.
You really don't know
why I'm doing this, do you?
I know why.
Same as me.
It's 'cause you get off on making
everyone do exactly what you want.
No, boy.
You best think a little harder.
No. No.
That's right.
I'm doing all this for you.
I-I don't want it.
Well, you don't exactly get a say.
And I'll tell you why.
Because, clearly,
you have forgotten who you are.
No, I know who I am.
Boy, I wish you did.
Because you're my legacy.
You're what's left after I'm gone.
Hell, I ain't even mad you killed me.
I mean, that's
what they do, don't they?
Them spiders and Greek gods.
They turn on their makers.
But when you betrayed your legacy
that's when I knew
I had no choice but to save you.
Save me?
(GRUNTS)
Here's a router.
Right there.
The router must be transmitting
to the trailer, the pager
and the tablet.
Well, the good news is
is there's no secondary device.
Well, can you take the pager offline?
What'd I tell you earlier?
I'm here to spoil the fireworks.
Tate, how you holding up?
Hmm?
(SIGHS)
I'm sorry about earlier, man.
No. No, there's
no need to be sorry, man.
I'm just scared, you know?
I know.
I know. We're going
to get you out of here, okay?
Yeah.
But
no matter what happens,
I just need you to do,
uh, do something for me.
No. Don't talk like that.
Just-just, please.
I need you to tell Caitlin that
Caitlin, that-that's your wife?
(CHUCKLES) Yeah.
Ooh, ooh, I know she pissed.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
I need you to, uh,
tell her that I love her.
- Mm.
- Tell her that I love her so much.
No, no, no, you're gonna
tell her yourself.
(SIGHS) Look, it's not just for me.
There were others, man.
Like Jason and Amanda.
Tell them their dads we love them.
Ho-Hold on a second. W-What are you
Dads? What are you talking about?
There were other men.
I mean, we were all
held together somewhere.
Blindfolded.
We-we couldn't see each other, but
How many?
Think I heard about
seven other voices.
So, at least eight of us.
(PHONE RINGS)
Luke?
ALVEZ: Tate Andrews is saying
that he was one of at least eight men
that the unsub was holding.
Did he have any idea where?
No, but I'm thinking that
this-this router signal can't be
transmitting very far from here.
Dave, you and JJ coordinate with HRT.
Do the best you can with a grid
search in the immediate area.
Luke, how you doing?
I'm beginning to think
that this might be
some fucked-up game of red rover.
I'll hit you back.
(GASPS) There you are, my pretty.
Did you break it?
Not yet, but I'm so, so close.
This is what you get
for using my own gak
against me. Okay.
Now I need help with triage.
I can either
take the filter off Mr. Dead Man here
or I can tell you
where he's transmitting from.
Give us the location.
Yeah, we'll see this guy's face
when we put him in handcuffs.
CYRUS: Fact is, I knew something
was off about you
the second you got arrested.
I said, "That ain't the boy I raised."
There were other strange things.
Like the FBI starting to show up
at the door of the lifeguard.
And then the zookeeper.
You know, I started to get
a funny feeling in my gut.
Asking myself, "Is it possible
my boy decided to help the feds?"
I'm-I'm not your boy.
Oh, we blood, Lee.
That's not my name.
I know I was hard on you.
Can't change that.
But I should've told you
I'm proud of you.
What? What?
And now it's about time
you come home to yourself.
Ah, I see it, this is a mesh signal.
That's why it's been
hard to pin it down.
Wait, that shouldn't be there.
- GREEN: Luke, how you doing? Yeah.
- We got that ambulance out there?
All right, listen, keep
them at the perimeter.
When we're ready, we'll come to them.
- Copy that.
- VOIT: No.
Let this man go, okay?
You want to hurt me,
- hurt me.
- CYRUS: I don't want to hurt you.
I love you.
No, shut the fuck up! Stop this.
(CHUCKLING): Oh, no.
You're gonna want to see this.
HARDISON: Christ.
It's a dummy.
I knew it.
They're fucking with us.
Wait, wait, what do you
mean, it's-it's fake?
Yeah. So, we're gonna get you
out of here right now, okay, but
we're not out of the woods yet.
We still have to take care
of those balloons.
GREEN: It looks like
- the explosives are fake.
- GARCIA: No.
Tyler, I am looking at several signals
emanating from that trailer.
How many signals are you picking up?
Twenty-six.
But weak, so that means
they're coming from
- some very small charges.
- Are you sure?
Luke and Captain Hardison
cleared the trailer.
(SCOFFS SOFTLY)
No, they're in the balloons.
Priority change.
Disrupt the signal to the IEDs.
Copy, copy, copy.
Isolating the signals.
Trust me.
It's for your own good.
Them spiders go "pop, pop, pop,"
and then I bet you I get my Lee back.
No, Cy-Cyrus, no.
What did you call me, boy?
Uh, Unc Uncle Cyrus, please.
Try again.
You know what I want to hear.
Sir, sir, sir, please stop,
please stop.
Just just don't J
Please don't hurt that man.
Please.
OFFICER: They're on the move.
Have medical
- standing by.
- We got you, okay?
You got it, okay?
- I got them.
- Cut 'em off.
Yeah.
- You're all right
- Oh! Aah!
- Tate! Tate!
- (GROANING)
- Oh, my God.
- ALVEZ: Hey, Tate.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, oh, my God,
oh, my God, oh, my God.
- Oh, I can feel them. I can feel them!
- Tate, hey, hey, hey.
Help! Let's go! Medic!
Hang on. Hang on.
Come on, come on, come on.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
♪
TATE: Oh, please help!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Hey.
Please help!
I don't want to die like this!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUING)
Fuck.
("MONSTERS" BY BLACK POLISH PLAYING)
♪
Lay me ♪
Down ♪
I see monsters ♪
In the trees ♪
I see creatures ♪
Just like me ♪
I'm addicted ♪
To this place ♪
I'm accepted ♪
In this space ♪
I'm alone on the outside ♪
But something scary ♪
Is in my mind ♪
I feel safer when I cry ♪
I want to lose myself ♪
In daydreams ♪
I want to feel the things ♪
That I see ♪
I have friends ♪
Just like me ♪
They give me comfort ♪
They let me be ♪
I feel safer ♪
When I cry ♪
In my eyes ♪
In my eyes. ♪
(KNOCKING)
You and JJ find anything?
No.
(SIGHS) Nothing.
Nobody.
(GROANS)
You know, I told Tyler
this job was about loss,
but we have been losing
ever since Voit woke up.
May I tell you what I'm thinking?
When have you ever not?
(SOFT CHUCKLE)
We've been profiling the followers.
We need to profile the leader.
Cyrus?
No.
Voit's disciple.
That's what Ronald Graber really meant
when he said he wanted
to give Voit a message
from "his disciple."
But Voit insists he never had
a second-in-command, someone
to take over in his absence.
True, but like Voit,
his disciple has incredible influence
over the remaining
members of Voit's network.
Except, unlike Voit,
he's asking them to take actions
that are contrary
to their natural psychopathy.
Also true.
He's turned them into foot soldiers.
And that's behavior which is something
we don't see among psychopaths.
So, they must be getting
something out of it, right?
They're getting help.
Help with what?
Franklin Fowler found his victims
on a rental website,
but he had no computer skills.
Clyde Smets created
deepfakes of his victims,
but he had no computer skills.
And that's basically the same story
as Ronald Graber and Kyle Mackey.
So, not only is this disciple
as good on computers as Garcia,
maybe membership in his new network
works like a gang initiation.
Prove your loyalty,
and the disciple will show you
how to get what you want.
And "all the devils are here"
means now he wants his network
to start operating like a gang.
Instead of going off one by one
There's strength in numbers.
And you need that to hold hostages.
PRENTISS: Tate Andrews said
all of the hostages
were held together.
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
ROSSI: And yet the unsub must know
we would be tracking his signal.
LEWIS: Not to mention how quickly
our masked figure
disappeared into thin air.
I mean, it makes you think
they're mobile.
Okay, what if they're using
the cab from Bill Gibbons' truck
to haul around a trailer
full of hostages?
That way they could easily
be hiding in plain sight.
Penelope, I want you to run
every traffic camera
from the last two days
within a three-mile radius
of where we found Gibbons' trailer.
I'd look for trucks that just
dropped off their payload.
Found it.
APB is already out.
Metro PD will let us know when.
Luke, Tyler.
♪
(SIREN WAILS)
ALVEZ: That's them! That's them.
Let's go!
- FBI!
- You got nowhere to go!
Put your hands up!
Let me see your fucking hands! Now!
(INDISTINCT SHOUTS)
(MUFFLED GRUNTING, WHIMPERING)
Okay. We're FBI.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Hey!
Hands on your head!
Your buddies gave up. It's over.
Aw, shit.
ROSSI: Vincent Orlov, huh?
Yeah. Voit's old lawyer.
They shot him, point-blank,
- back of the head.
- How long had he been dead?
Coroner says less than eight hours.
It's definitely payback
for the attempt on Voit's life.
LEWIS: Yeah, but
Orlov must have believed
he was working with those masked men.
So, I mean, this disciple
that you're talking about
he had to have lulled him
into a false sense of security.
JJ: He needed Orlov
to learn all he could about Voit.
- And about us.
- ALVEZ: Exactly.
And when that well went dry,
it was lights out for Orlov.
Our masked men have lawyered up?
Yup. But with public defenders,
so there's no money coming
from some mysterious source
- to protect them.
- ROSSI: No need.
- Fucking foot soldiers.
- Well, for now,
seven men are going home
to their families tonight.
- Let's take the wins when we can.
- (PHONE DINGS)
GARCIA: Let's do this.
(SNIFFS) That's nice.
(SNIFFS) Strong.
- Yeah.
- But, um nice.
We need it to be strong
- to cleanse.
- (CLEARS THROAT)
But what exactly are we cleansing?
We're just cleaning all of it.
We're cleansing Tate Andrews
and the actions we took that led to
God.
And, like, what about his wife?
Somebody's gonna
knock on her door tonight
and they're gonna just
destroy her whole life.
And then they're gonna
tell her how he died,
and it's not gonna make any sense
because it was all pointless.
It's all pointless.
No.
No, there was a point.
I heard what he said
about how that was
supposed to bring out the real you.
And look, I know
we're different people,
but I know about,
you know, turning over new leaves,
and and, like
I've had that thing
where you close the door
on your past and you decide
that your past isn't gonna
control you anymore.
I guess what I'm asking is
what is the real you? Is it
is it Elias Voit or is it Lee Duval?
Honestly, I don't know.
Do you feel, in your heart of hearts,
that you're a good person?
I feel like I can be.
Then maybe it's working.
(SIGHS)
Hey. What's going on?
Jeff Darcy says there's
an issue that's come up
in the case that he'd like
to discuss with you two.
Why? I'm off the case.
Yeah, what other conflict of interest
- could there possibly be?
- He insisted
it's nothing to do
with any conflict of interest.
Wants to meet at his office
as soon as possible.
He says it's our turn to come to him.
Okay. How about now?
All right.
REBECCA: So, what's our position
if he asks for more
than we already offered Voit?
DELRAY: I think it
would probably be best
to approach this meeting
as if we're about
to confront an unsub.
LEWIS: Better an unsub than a lawyer.
- DELRAY: Ouch.
- (LEWIS CHUCKLES)
Don't take it personally, Evan.
Tara has some trouble
letting her guard down.
Okay, that's just a lie.
Sometimes I even have
to check her for weapons
- before we go to bed.
- (CHUCKLES)
Oh, Rebecca Wilson, everyone.
She'll be here all week.
- Try the veal. (LAUGHS)
- Thank you.
LEWIS: Get down!
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