(rock music blasting)
♪♪
(clears throat)
To the class of 2012.
May the world end after we've had our fun in college.
Not before.
Yeah!
♪♪
(giggling)
GIRL: Whoo!
(laughs)
I can't believe, this time next year,
you're going to be so far away.
Well, I'm here now.
That's what matters.
I know, but...
you're going to meet some hot sorority slut and...
And you're going to meet some hot frat guy.
In the chemistry department?
Yeah, right.
(both laughing)
Just remember, you're going to be a hot sorority slut, too.
I am not a slut.
Don't I know it?
(laughing): Ow!
Come on.
Where are you going?
To test your theory.
(boy grunts, girl squeals)
Wait.
You're always going to be my guy,
right, Johnny?
As long as you're always going to be my girl.
What is that?
It's coming from inside the tower.
- Wait here. - Johnny!
John.
(creaking)
Stay back.
(screaming)
HOTCH: Is that all you've got? 'Cause I don't think
-it's going to be enough. - This one is so mine.
No. Hotch, no, I'm taking this one.
- Yeah, that's too bad 'cause I'm... -Don't do it.
- Yeah, I'm going to have to... -It's mine.
- No. -'Cause I don't think it's going to be enough.
- No! No. - Oh, no. Oh, no.
You were playing with me.
- That's not fair. - I am.
Ow!
- Oh... oh, God. - You all right?
(sighs)
- Cramp? Are you sure...? - Yeah. Yeah, I think...
I'm going to beat you. Yeah. Whoo-hoo!
That's... that's really pathetic.
- Whoo! I win. - Really?
You know, you don't win if you cheat.
(sighs) Come on. You just got to learn to keep up.
What happened to "slow and steady wins the race"?
Who taught you that?
My training partner.
She sounds brilliant.
Oh, she is.
- She's very smart. -(laughing)
Training's easier with a partner.
I've been meaning to remind you to thank me for that.
(scoffs)
Our lunches are okay, too.
Yes, they are.
So, I was reading that you shouldn't train
the week before the race, so this might be it.
What are we going to do about that?
Well, I-l think we should do something.
Aaron Hotchner, are you asking me out on a date?
I'm trying.
It's not going very well.
Accepted and eagerly anticipated.
When shall I expect my chariot?
Friday?
Yeah.
(laughs)
(elevator bell dings)
Morning.
(door closes)
(whirring)
What?
You work out this morning?
I did.
And how was the, uh...
workout?
It's called training, and it was fine.
Right.
Training.
For what, though?
Just stop.
You know, race day's almost here.
You'll need a new excuse to see her.
It's been handled.
Atta boy.
(chuckles softly)
When?
(bell dings)
Friday.
Come hell or high water, Aaron,
I will get us back by Friday.
So, last night, three unidentified males
were found in a lifeguard tower in Los Angeles' South Bay.
HOTCH: Ages are estimated
between mid-20s and early 40s.
Each died from a single gunshot wound to the head.
Yeah, and two of the bodies were wrapped in plastic.
PRENTISS: That could be practical.
Keep the blood from spreading.
JJ: Or it's symbolic.
Covering the bodies could be his way
of showing remorse for the kills.
PRENTISS: Yeah, why not wrap the third body?
Maybe the UnSub left him exposed
specifically because of who he represents.
Identifying the bodies should be our top priority.
GARCIA: Yes, which is why I'm
currently running prints and facial recognition.
Hopefully it'll be done by the time you guys land.
The lifeguard tower was not due to open for another month,
and that's probably not a coincidence.
MORGAN: Penelope, we should look
at recently released inmates in the area,
make sure he didn't learn
his clean-up skills on the inside.
REID: Yeah, guys, there's something else.
According to the M.E. report,
each of the victims is missing their genitals.
He could be trying to hide evidence of sexual assault.
REID: Maybe.
Jeffrey Dahmer used to keep
his victims' sex organs on display.
What if this UnSub is doing the same thing?
HOTCH: "For trust not him that hath once broken faith.“
William Shakespeare.
He's castrating the victims postmortem,
so torture isn't his game.
MORGAN: Shot to the head is efficient.
I don't think he wants his victims to suffer.
And a quick kill is impersonal.
It lacks the thrill on which a lot of UnSubs thrive.
Yet the castration is very personal.
He probably knew his victims.
Or he could be impotent.
The UnSub feels emasculated,
so he wants his victims to feel the same way.
You know, the Scorecard Killer, Randy Kraft,
mutilated his victims in a similar
yet more severe fashion.
That was to hide the fact
that he targeted hitchhikers and gay men.
Kraft also raped his victims
before dumping them on the side of the road.
Ding-dong. I have ID'd all the dead people.
The information is there at your tablets.
It turns out, each of those three men
was in town on business. None of them lived there.
So he crosses age, race, and socioeconomic backgrounds.
No physical similarities either.
It says here that one of the victims, Sean Taylor,
was in a domestic partnership. He's gay.
Uh, but Hank Mitchell has a female spouse.
That doesn't necessarily preclude homosexual desire.
Which victim was left exposed?
Sean Taylor.
So, like Kraft, he could be targeting victims
based on sexual orientation.
(indistinct chatter)
Hey, guys, I'll be right back.
-(indistinct chatter) - BOY: Hunter, we need you.
What are you doing here?
- I had to see you. - I'm at school.
- You can't just be here. - I know.
It's crazy. I...
I had a really rough night last night, a-and
I thought if I could see you,
then maybe today would be a little better.
You could have called first.
If someone sees you, I could get in trouble.
Okay, okay.
I'll go.
When can I see you next?
(sighs)
I have a game tomorrow night.
Pick me up after, I'll come over to your place.
- Can't spend the night, though. - Fine. Whatever.
It's all good.
- Cool? - Cool.
Let's go.
- Come on up, bro. - Okay, okay.
Quinn Parker. S.A.C.
Agent Hotchner, and this is Agent Prentiss.
- Where would you like for us to set up? -This way.
Another body was discovered
this morning hidden in a lifeguard tower
in Manhattan Beach.
He changed the dump site.
He knows the other one's been discovered.
We've been sweeping all the towers
since the first discovery.
This body was dumped sometime between
4:00 and 6:00 a.m.
HOTCH: Increase the patrols to every hour,
but vary the search.
It's likely he's following the investigation,
and he's adapting.
This body was left exposed like Sean Taylor's.
Joseph Kraus, 42.
San Fernando Valley native, works downtown.
Not sure what he was doing
-in the South Bay. - Have the families arrived?
Yeah. Kraus' wife just got here.
The others are flying in.
I'll speak to Mrs. Kraus,
and I'll reroute Morgan and Rossi to the new dump site.
I'll talk to the families.
Mrs. Kraus, I'm Agent Hotchner.
Oh.
I'm very sorry for your loss.
It's just so hard to believe he's gone.
Had Joseph given any indication as to where he was going
-when he disappeared? - Oh. Joe.
Please. Only his mother called him Joseph.
Uh... (sniffles)
No, he just said he needed some fresh air.
I didn't question it.
He was found in Manhattan Beach.
Does that mean anything to you?
We went to LMU for college, and, uh, freshman year,
his dad died.
And he... he used to go
to the beach at night to collect his thoughts.
Was there anything in particular that prompted his departure?
Uh, yeah. He lost his job.
And was worried about finances?
We both were.
(sobbing)
MORGAN: There's no lights anywhere, Rossi.
He could easily dump a body without being seen.
The UnSub dragged him up the ramp.
He wasn't in plastic when he was brought here.
So that's two bodies wrapped and two bodies left exposed.
Why is the UnSub differentiating?
The rest of the M.O. Is the same:
G.S.W. to the head. Severed genitals.
But why did he leave this guy unwrapped,
like Taylor?
(dialing)
Hey, baby girl, tell me you got something good.
GARCIA (over phone): Hey, the M.E. report came back,
and none of the victims were sexually assaulted,
aside from that unfortunate appendage removal thing.
ROSSI (over phone): Any luck on the paper trails?
GARCIA: Uh, Sean Taylor used his credit card
at a gym near the convention center.
JJ and Reid are on their way there now.
See if you can hack their cell phones, too.
Maybe they were meeting up with someone
the night they disappeared.
Yes, I know you like me one step ahead.
So, there were no calls near time of disappearance
and the rest is gonna take a little longer to crack.
- Thank you, crazy. - GARCIA: Anytime.
Fantasy Fatah bids you good day.
(seagulls calling)
Rossi, he discarded Joseph
like he was trash,
but there's no indication in the victimology
to suggest that he should be viewed that way.
Maybe the UnSub hits on his victims,
and this is what happens when someone rejects him.
Well, if that's the case, then, why target straight men at all?
Maybe rejection is his hot button.
PRENTISS: Did you get anything?
Joe Kraus lost his job the day he went missing.
That fits. I've got one victim
that just defaulted on a mortgage,
another victim who served
divorce papers the day before flying to Los Angeles.
They've each suffered a loss.
The UnSub probably has, too.
All right, so what am I looking for?
A sexually ambiguous male
of indiscriminate ethnicity
who may or may not have lost a job, wife, or loved one?
No, there's only one gay victim,
so you are most likely looking for a heterosexual male
who somehow learned all of those things
about his victims in a very short time.
Someone who knows the South Bay and targets men
unfamiliar with the area who won't be quickly missed.
This means he's sociable,
but he doesn't stick out.
And these are probably not his first kills.
HOTCH: If this concept of shared loss
is what's connecting the UnSub and the victims,
how and where is it happening?
♪ West Coast boys are gonna get down tonight ♪
♪ Can you feel it in your heartbeat? ♪
♪ East Coast girls are gonna get down tonight... ♪
TRAINER: That's good. You got to keep your heart rate up.
Hi.
How can I help you today?
I'm Agent Jareau with the FBI.
Ma'am.
I called about taking a look
at your surveillance footage from last week.
Right. This way.
Is it common for traveling business professionals
-to use your facility? - It's our specialty, actually.
We get a lot of out-of-towners
because of the convention center.
Business really picked up when we added the pay-by-day rate.
Uh, wouldn't hotels have gyms of their own?
Some do. We have contracts with the ones that don't.
-(beep) - Okay, uh, 7:00 p.m.
last Thursday, like you asked.
That's him. That's Sean Taylor.
- Can you show me where he goes next? -Yeah.
REID: Hotch just informed me that each
of the victims suffered a loss prior to disappearance.
What was Taylor's loss?
Stock market troubles resulted in him losing his summer home.
Hey, Spence, look at this.
He's moving faster than he's capable of.
TRAINER: We see this all the time.
People frustrated with work coming in
just to blow off steam.
He's punishing himself in a self-destructive manner.
This isn't someone who suffered a loss.
This is someone who's angry at the world.
He was here nearly three hours.
This is him just before he left.
REID: This can't be about just losing a summer home.
(phone rings)
Uh, we're gonna need a copy of this.
- Okay. - Thank you.
Hey, Garcia, I'm gonna put you on speakerphone, okay?
Hey yourself, 187.
I have a new mystery for you to solve.
Your guy, Sean Taylor,
he rented
a blue Charger while he was in town.
- Where's the car now? - That is the mystery.
Local PD can't find it,
and the rental service activated the LoJack system.
It's been deactivated.
How skilled would our UnSub need to be
in order to deactivate the GPS?
A novice would not be good at that,
but the mechanical elite--
they could do it without a hitch.
JJ: Did any of the other victims have cars in the city?
Uh. just one..
Joseph Kraus.
Hey, his car's missing, too.
REID: All right, Garcia,
start pulling autoworkers in the area
and cross it with prior offenses, no matter how small.
This UnSub's going to great lengths to cover his tracks,
so he's got to be in the system somewhere.
Copy that. Here I go.
(typing)
How is he hiding their cars?
Doug-
Working kind of late, aren't you?
Security company called
to see if your code was still good.
What are you doing here, Mike?
I don't know.
I thought maybe we could talk.
So pick up the phone.
Wasn't sure you'd answer.
Y-You're the one that doesn't return calls.
Listen, I miss my best friend, man.
Friends?
F-Friends? Yeah.
At, uh, at this point, I-I doubt we ever were.
I'm sorry about what happened, okay?
I-I never meant...
Never meant to what?
To ruin my life?
No, man, I just want to fix it.
(laughs) Fix it?
What are you gonna do? Put a Band-Aid on it?
No, there's some things that just can't be fixed.
This was a mistake.
I got to go.
Listen, I'm really sorry, Mike.
I mean,
isn't there anything I can do?
Anything to make it up to you?
Sure.
You can kill yourself.
The murders started nearly two months ago,
but the time in between kills
has accelerated over the past week.
Why?
Well, if the UnSub suffered a loss,
we could be looking for someone who was fired back then
and struggling to pay his bills now.
Or divorcées currently undergoing custody hearings.
REID: He's most likely operating
out of one of the coastal cities.
The victims were all staying in the metropolitan area,
but their bodies were found near the ocean.
Do you know how big the California coastline is?
840 miles.
Fortunately, based on the UnSub's comfort zone,
we can narrow in on the area between Santa Monica
and Redondo Beach.
The paper trail shows each of the victims
in the downtown area
until about 9:00 p.m. the night they disappear,
and after that, they go off grid.
So how are the victims ending up in the South Bay?
Well, we haven't found any of the missing cars.
We know he's probably nonthreatening.
What if he asks for a lift and then kills them en route?
But how does he know that his victims fit
his emotional criteria?
There's no common denominator
outside the loss that each has suffered.
Sean Taylor did look pretty distraught
before storming out of the gym.
And Elaine Kraus said that her husband
would often go to the beach to clear his head.
What if they're all doing that?
Maybe he's not taking them to the beach.
Maybe he's hunting them there.
MIKE: I mean, it gets to the point
where-where you can't even look at yourself in the mirror.
You think it's your fault.
Sometimes you have to move on,
but sometimes you can't move on.
A-And that's no way to live.
Of course there's always the easy way out.
(imitates gunshot) But who wants to take that
when you have responsibilities?
What I'm trying to say, Gus...
is, I understand.
I do.
And you no longer have to suffer.
Please let me go.
I won't ignore your pain.
I'm not in pain, I-I promise. I feel better now.
Gussy, do you know how many times
I said that exact same thing?
It's the truth.
No. This is the truth.
Someone help me, please!
No one can hear you.
(gunshot)
The vic's name was Gus Harrington.
Found him underneath the pier in Santa Monica.
He changed his method of disposal to avoid detection,
but staying near the beach because he's compelled to.
- It means something to him. - The credit card history
indicated Harrington was staying here.
Looks like he was drowning his sorrows.
He emptied the minibar first.
ROSSI: A man in this condition
couldn't have driven to the beach.
PARKER: Yeah, his car's still in hotel parking.
So, he was intoxicated when he got dressed.
A drunk target would be easier to subdue.
So, where would he go next?
He ran out of booze.
He probably went to find more.
HOTCH: We believe you are looking
for a white male in his 30s or 40s
who's targeting emotionally distraught men.
JJ: Cell phone records show none of the victims
made calls or had appointments
the evenings they went missing.
This UnSub selects his target, befriends him,
and then kills him all in one night.
This means that he's ordinary, unimposing, easy to talk to.
PRENTISS: Because he can get his victims to open up
and reveal personal information, we believe he is able
to somehow project a sense of familiarity towards them.
MORGAN: That familiarity most likely
comes in the form of a shared loss.
He's targeting down-and-out businessmen
struggling in their everyday life.
ROSSI: He preys upon their vulnerability,
then kills his victims with single shots to the head.
He believes that he's being merciful,
putting them out of their misery.
REID: Because he feels compelled
to remove his victims' genitals,
we believe he feels emasculated by his own loss.
Most of the victims are from out of town or new to the area,
so we should look at anyone trusted
to offer advice to visiting professionals.
The UnSub most likely has
a working knowledge of auto mechanics,
or at the very least the resources
to disable a car's GPS system.
What are you doing here?
I need a reason now?
I pay for this house.
Why were you at Hunter's school yesterday?
He told you?
Of course he told me.
I just wanted to see him.
You know what the court said.
"Supervised visitation."
I'm his father.
Well, stalking isn't parenting.
Hunter's scared.
He doesn't think he knows his father anymore.
Mike.
Gee, I wonder why.
REID: We believe that our UnSub's comfort zone
is in the South Bay district.
So we should start our search there,
but having said that, it's important not to display
too heavily of a police presence.
- Why is that? -PRENTISS: He's gone to great lengths
to protect his identity.
That's because he has something to lose.
HOTCH: If he feels that we're closing in on him,
it's likely he'll move to another location
and start killing there.
Thank you.
Go ahead, Garcia.
GARCIA: The M.E. ran liver tests.
All of the victims had elevated levels
of alcohol in their systems.
We should narrow our search to liquor stores and bars.
The UnSub could be hunting his victims there.
But wait. There's more.
In my obsessive cross-checking,
I unearthed something, and by something, I mean nothing.
Explain.
GARCIA: The trail runs frosty, my friends.
None of the victims purchased alcohol
on the night they went missing.
I'm clever. I even checked ATM transactions
to see if they used cash. Zilch.
Zero dinero spent on the sauce.
REID: So how are they drinking?
Good work, Garcia.
The UnSub couldn't have known his victims
more than a-a few hours.
Is he just convincing total strangers
to let him buy their drinks?
In my experience, people don't question an open bar.
They just give thanks and order another round.
You know, he could be finding his targets on the streets
and then inviting them to his house for a private party.
But how is he able to figure out that they match his victimology?
In order for him to do that, he'd have to spend
time with them, listen... to their troubles.
What are you thinking?
Who can you pour your problems to over drinks,
even though you've never met them before?
The same person who can make sure
you don't run a tab or a paper trail.
MIKE: Kitchen's gonna be closing up pretty soon.
You want to put an order in before the cook goes home?
No. Peanuts are fine, thanks.
Could use another one.
Rough day?
Yeah.
Rough life.
Want to talk about it?
PARKER: There are hundreds of bars and clubs in the South Bay,
not including ones in hotels and restaurants.
I mean, how are we supposed to narrow it down?
That doesn't take into account, a lot
of bartenders work multiple venues,
private parties, events.
We're looking for a needle in a haystack.
HOTCH: If the UnSub's a bartender, he probably hears
sob stories all the time.
The trigger's got
to be something more specific than that.
It can't just be about loss, like you said?
PRENTISS: These losses aren't sufficient
enough to warrant mercy killings,
especially not by someone who's heard it all before.
Guys, what if the losses aren't what's triggering the UnSub?
What if it's the catalyst to the losses?
REID: A behavioral trait
each of the victims had
that made them vulnerable to loss.
Or an event so overwhelming, it's consuming everything
-in their life. -HOTCH: Loss of job,
home, family.
What event could cause each of those?
What if it's the emotional toll of a failed relationship?
He's targeting victims with broken hearts.
II
Once the trust is broken,
you never get it back.
Not ever.
MIKE: I hear you, buddy.
My best friend just moved in with my wife.
- No. - Yep.
Oh, women.
Yeah. Can I get you another one?
As soon as I get back.
What's, uh, troubling you, hon?
Hope that, uh,
women comment didn't offend you.
Not at all.
My relationship just ended, too.
Wow. Really?
Must be something in the air.
He was the best thing that ever happened to me.
Yeah, well...
You know, February messes with people's heads.
Here.
A little more.
Problem is, it's all my fault.
Ah, I'm sure that's not true.
I was stupid. I was drunk.
You know what people say?
They say, "As long as you didn't cheat,
everything is forgivable."
Nobody's perfect.
Right?
MAN: Barkeep?
How's that new round coming?
You know, buddy, I think you've had enough.
How about I, uh, call you a cab?
(sighs)
Here you go, sweetheart.
That's on the house.
(siren chirps)
(indistinct chatter)
Killed a woman this time.
Forensics match the blade?
Body's been hacked to pieces.
Dumped her in the trash.
Maybe this is the woman that broke the UnSub's heart.
PARKER: Name's Kelsey Ashwood.
She drove down from Santa Barbara last night.
Husband's on his way to the field office.
The UnSub didn't shoot her
in the head like the others.
Started cutting her up while she was still alive.
He didn't castrate her either.
This is anger on a whole nother level. He took his time
-with her. -ROSSI: If she wasn't the target of his rage,
she definitely represents who is.
Well, he's escalating.
Won't be long before he actually goes after the person
that he blames for his loss.
(whirring)
Mike?
What the hell? I mean, you don't work here anymore.
You remember that, right?
Had some business I needed to deal with.
Look, you-you can't be coming around like this.
Andrea told me you showed up at Hunter's school.
- That's none of your business. - Well, it is
my business because this is my business.
Hey, what are you doing here?
Whose car is that?
It's a friend of mine. Didn't think you'd mind.
What the hell?
What, did you steal a car?
Is that why you've been coming around here?
I don't steal things, Doug.
You do.
I didn't steal anything.
Okay. You gonna be giving 'em back, then?
Hey, look, I know the divorce has been hard on you,
but you need to get past it.
For everyone's sake. I mean, just do the right thing.
Do the right thing.
- Just... - Do the right thing?!
Coming from the guy who broke up my marriage,
took away my kid?!
Do the right thing.
(grunting)
(yelling)
Oh, my... Oh.
Mike, man, oh, I-I think you broke my back.
(Doug grunts)
Mike. M...
-(whirring) - Mike.
Come on, Mike, what are you doing?
Turn-turn off the machine.
Mike.
(sighs)
Come on, for God's sake,
turn-turn it... turn the damn thing off!
Mike.
Mike?
Mike.
(Doug grunts)
Mike, I... I'm sorry, Mike.
Okay? I didn't know.
I didn't know. I found out
about Hunter the same time you did, Mike.
Mike, please. Mike, help me, Mike!
Mike! Mike! Help me, Mike! Mike!
Mike, help...
(Doug screaming, debris clattering)
Take your time.
Why would someone do this to her?
That's what we're trying to find out.
I just want to hold her in my arms one more time.
(sighs)
The last thing we did was fight.
What was the fight about?
Look, it's important that you be honest.
It could help us find the man that did this to her.
She slept with someone else.
Said it was just a one-time thing, but I-I...
I just couldn't get past it.
Not many people can.
(inhales)
I loved her so much.
But I couldn't fix us.
We were right. All of the UnSub's victims
recently suffered the end of a romantic relationship,
but they actually have something else in common.
Each of the relationships ended due to infidelity?
- How'd you know that? -Kelsey Ashwood cheated on her husband.
All five of the male victims were businessmen devastated
by the destruction of their relationships.
They probably started acting out,
which led to the losses we profiled earlier.
But get this.
Sean Taylor and Joe Kraus were the ones
that cheated in their relationships.
They were the ones who were left exposed.
So he's showing sympathy to the men that were cheated on,
-yet anger toward the cheaters. -(phone ringing)
This is Dr. Reid.
All right, thanks.
Kelsey's car was found at a junkyard near Torrance.
Somebody was in the compactor when it was crushed.
Victim is Doug Summers, owner of the wrecking yard.
The car was on top of him when it was crushed.
Maybe he stumbled on the UnSub in action.
This wasn't planned out like the others.
This was impulsive.
His entire M.O. has changed.
He wanted Doug to suffer.
Garcia, I need you
to run background details on Doug Summers.
He runs the LB Wrecking Yard in Torrance.
Checking...
Uh, it seems clean as a whistle.
Hold on. His name's listed in a legal docket.
Uh, Mr. Summers is currently testifying in a custody battle
between Michael Janeczko and Andrea Wright.
Janeczko used to work at
the wrecking yard, and... Wright is
Mr. Summers' new fiancée.
She filed for divorce two months ago.
That's right when the killing started.
Where is Janeczko?
Last known address...
was the house he shared with his former wife.
I don't understand. What does the FBI want with Michael?
HOTCH: We need to find him as soon as possible.
Do you know where he's been staying?
He runs a bar on Second.
The owner's back east, so he's been sleeping in the loft
above it.
Please. What did he do?
He is a suspect in a murder investigation.
Mike? That's ridiculous.
HOTCH: We think he's been going
through an emotional break.
He's been through a lot.
PRENTISS: I'm afraid there's more.
Ma'am, Doug Summers was killed earlier this morning.
ANDREA: What?
What did you say?
I'm so sorry.
(Crying): No.
Not after all we've been through.
What have you been through?
You've documented Hunter's life with Michael
and Hunter's life with Doug equally.
Why?
Is Michael not Hunter's father?
Do they know the truth?
Yeah.
When did they find out?
(crying): Two months ago.
Do you know where Hunter is now?
(school bell ringing, indistinct chatter)
(tires screech)
-(horn honks) - Hunter.
Hey, man, I'll catch up.
- What the hell? - We got to go now.
What are you doing here? Mom said you're not allowed
-to come... - I don't give a damn
what your mother has to say. Get in the car!
I'm at school, I can't just leave.
I am your father, all right?
If I say you can leave, then you can leave.
Get in, get in, get in.
(tires squeal)
Tell me what's going on.
We, um...
we got to get out of town.
I'm not going anywhere. You're acting crazy.
Look, I know things have been a little off
between you and me lately,
all right, but...
everything is gonna be fine.
You are my son. I am your father.
That is that.
(panting): I'm calling Mom.
No, you are not!
She is not part of our life anymore.
Do you understand me?
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to yell. I just...
What did you do? Is Mom okay?
She's fine.
Your mother is fine.
I need to tell Doug where we're going
so Mom doesn't freak out.
What? What?
Dougie is dead.
What?
What did you do?
I di-- I didn't mean to. I know how much he means to you.
I love you so much, son.
(sobs)
He just made me so angry.
You killed my father.
I am your father.
(indistinct radio transmission)
MORGAN: According to the ex-wife,
Michael's been staying in the loft above the bar.
- We've got two floors to cover. - ROSSI: Have your people
maintain a perimeter around the building.
Should we wait for SWAT?
We're out of time. Hunter knows Michael's not his real father.
If he rejects him, Michael could lash out at whoever's closest,
including Hunter.
MORGAN: All right, let's move.
(bell jingles)
MIKE (mumbling): Best friend...
(sighs)
(Hunter crying)
MIKE (mumbling): Life worth living...
FBI. Michael Janeczko, put the gun down.
He told me I wasn't his father.
I'm sure you didn't mean that.
Right, Hunter?
You were frustrated.
I, I was hurt because of what happened to Doug.
JJ: That wasn't your fault,
huh, Michael?
It was an accident.
MIKE: I would never hurt my son.
Tell him how you feel.
He raised you.
No matter what, he'll always be your real dad.
It's true.
- You're always there for me. -(whines)
You're my dad.
Put your weapon...
You put yours down!
Okay, okay.
Okay.
(grunts)
(gunshot)
(grunting)
(groans)
Don't do it! Put it down!
JJ: Hunter,
give me the gun.
HUNTER: He killed Doug.
He was gonna kill me.
JJ: I know, but if you pull that trigger,
it is gonna be you going to prison and not him.
I didn't ask for any of this.
I know. I know.
Everything's gonna be okay.
All right? Look, you...
you just got to trust me.
Okay?
Please.
Okay.
(Cries)
(siren chirps)
JJ: Spencer, I'm fine.
I swear it's just a scratch.
I don't know. I count two cuts, three bruises,
a black eye, and possibly a fractured rib.
I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job,
but you should probably consider giving her a CAT scan.
Ignore him.
You Okay?
Yeah, I will be.
What about him?
HOTCH'. "You may be deceived if you trust too much,
but you will live in torment if you don't trust enough.“
Frank Crane.
(chuckles)
Look, JJ, all I'm saying is, I am never
making you angry again. I mean, who knew
the Pennsylvania Petite could give such an ass-whooping?
Well, I'm just glad
my hand-to-hand coach could work his schedule
around my State Department duties.
It's my pleasure.
I'm just really grateful that it all paid off.
You were great out there.
I'm proud of you.
Why don't you get your little butt home?
I'm sure Will's waiting on you.
Oh, yeah, well, we did have dinner reservations,
but I'm thinking we'll do takeout instead.
Thanks, Derek.
Yeah.
-(knocking) - Come in.
-Hey. -Hey.
I thought I was the one supposed to be
burning the midnight oil.
Well, with Strauss away, the, uh,
director asked me to do a little extra.
I'm actually looking forward to having her back.
Right. It's not the greatest way
to spend Valentine's Day, now, is it?
I forgot, too.
Some of the singles were gonna go find a bar
and grab a drink if you want to come along.
I mean, unless there's someplace else you could be.
No, I think I'll pass, but thank you.
Hmm.
Uh, what about the paperwork?
Well, Strauss comes back next week.
I don't want her to be bored.
Good night, Hutch.
Good night, Morgan.
Hi.
Flowers. Wow. Thank you.
You're welcome.
It's not even Friday.
No, I know, I just get called away so often
that I thought we should grab the opportunity
while we had it.
Well, that's very thoughtful.
Let me get my stuff.
Take your time.
So what's our plan?
Well, I suppose I could tell you, but, uh,
I don't want to spoil the surprise, so
you'll just have to trust me.
(sighs) My first mistake.
- Oh... - You forget something?
This.
Thought we ought to get that out of the way.
Spare us any awkwardness.
You don't have the market cornered
on surprises, Aaron.
(giggles)
HOTCH: You know, it's not often that I'm speechless.
- Really? - Yeah, but I am now.
- It's a nice color on you. -(both laugh)
HOTCH: Yeah.