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Yeah, that sounds good.
It sounds good.

Don't put too much cheese on it.

CHICAGO, ILLINOIS

Yeah, I'll be home in an hour.

Mr. Rango.
We got here as fast as we could.

Sorry, kids, I'm leaving.

But Billy's gonna die
if we don't get some candy.

-You don't say?
-Right here on the ground.

I think I might pass out.

He's turning red.
I think he needs a sugar rush.

Okay, all right. You got 30 seconds.

-Thank you.
-Good man!

Make it quick.
Twelve seconds! Let's go!

Come on.

You saved a life today, Mr. Rango. They
should give you a Medal of Honor.

-It's called dinner.
-

Let's go.

Let's go. Whoo.

No! No...

Hey. I thought I'd lend you a hand.

Rossi. Brought a little
something to drink. I like that.

Well, you can't do renovation
without a little bevvy.

Wait a minute, now.
You know I don't renovate.

I restore. There's a big difference.

I actually think there used to be
some shutters here once upon a time.

I'm hoping they're upstairs in the attic.
I want to see what I can do with them.

Why don't we start
with a couple glasses?

That I can definitely do.

- -Oh.

Flag on the play.

Yeah?

Okay, baby girl, we'll be right there.

So...

Two men have been killed
on the South Side of Chicago

in the last 10 days.
The first is Michael Crowley.

He was a repairman
who was out jogging pretty late at night.

Second, Anthony Rango.
He was a convenience store owner.

No known connection between them.

Both men were beaten to death
with fists of fury.

Rango suffered a crushed larynx and
something called a Le Fort fracture?

It's a bilateral horizontal facial injury.

Looks like there was also a blunt force
trauma to the back of the head.

So they were blitz attacked
to gain control,

then it was
essentially fisticuffs.

And they were both
literally caught with their pants down.

Like their jeans and their boxers
both down to their ankles.

But there's no sign
of sexual assault or robbery.

So it was a message.

Either they led secret lives

or someone wanted to symbolically
demean or embarrass them.

You can't really tell
if it was done pre or postmortem.

Aren't these your
old stomping grounds?

We should go say hey to your family.

Yeah, I'm not gonna
let anybody know I'm in town.

At least not until we're done with this.
I don't need any distractions.

With this level of hands-on violence,
this UnSub is filled with rage.

And he's probably just getting started.

Wheels up in 30.

"I am dead.
Only vengeance can restore me."

Terry Goodkind.

All right,
let's go over victimology.

Both of these men
were medium-risk victims.

They were average Joes making
a living in a below average area.

The first victim, Crowley,
was a telephone repairman

who'd lived in the neighborhood
for years.

Victim number two, Rango,

owned a convenience store
for about twice as long,

and he had pretty much
the same routine every single day.

So each had a pattern.

It looks that way.
They both had regular work hours.

Crowley's wife said
he varied his workout route.

This was the first time
that he ran this way.

He seems more like
a victim of opportunity,

while the store owner's death
seems planned.

The pants pulled down means
the UnSub's message is personal.

You know, 98% of the area is black,
but the two victims he attacked

were white men who'd lived in
the neighborhood for years.

Maybe he wanted to shame them
in some way.

This doesn't look like a hate crime.

Removing the pants is sexual,
it's not racial.

Garcia, did you get any information
about the sexuality of the victims?

As far as I can tell,
Rango was straight.

He was married 30 years,
two grown kids.

No internet or credit card history
suggests otherwise.

And what about the jogger?

If he was living on the DL,
I can't find the D or the L.

Somehow the UnSub linked the two.

Morgan, you know the neighborhood.
You and Blake go to the minimart.

The rest of us will go to the P.D.

How far away from here
did you grow up?

Five blocks. The park we just passed
is where I used to play football.

The bus stop on that corner,

that's where I played kissy-face
with my first girlfriend.

-How old were you?
-10.

Wow.

Yeah.
Our UnSub blitz attacked the owner.

He must have regained consciousness
and put up a hell of a fight.

Yeah, it looks that way.

Baby girl, see if the owner
of the convenience store

had any military defensive training.

Oh, I will,
as long as you promise to bring me

some of my future
mother-in-law's peach cobbler.

As soon as we're done here, I promise.

All right.

Wow, Mr. ESP, Rango
was an amateur MMA fighter

in the local "over 50" division
in his spare time.

He had a 10 and 1 record,
he was training for a big fight in June.

Tough old man. Thank you.

So we were right?

But to intentionally pick a fight
with a martial artist?

Maybe our UnSub didn't know?

Rango could have been the victim
of opportunity, like the jogger.

It looks like our guy needed a drink
after the beatdown.

He must have worn gloves, otherwise
CSI would have taken them in for prints.

So he could have been an addict.

Maybe that explains
the impulsive nature.

You ever known an addict
to leave a full register?

And this guy was mission oriented.
He even stole the disks before he left.

Candy and soda
were the last things bought.

There were probably kids in here.
They're lucky they didn't get hurt.

Detective Gordinski.

Captain, actually.
I was promoted two years ago.

-You remember Dr. Reid.
-What's it been, six, seven years?

The number of pathogens passed
during a handshake is staggering.

It's actually safer to kiss.

Ah, yeah, I do remember you.

Any developments
in the investigation?

While you were in the air,

another body dropped outside
a local diner on Halstead.

Guy's pants were pulled down,
he was beaten to a pulp.

We had some team members
headed to the morgue.

We'll redirect them to the diner instead.

Thank you.

Guy over there found him.

At first he thought he was homeless,
but then something didn't seem right.

Beaten to death wouldn't seem right
whether he had a home or not.

Yeah, that's true.

Surveillance camera caught him
eating with his son at the diner.

Then he passed the kid off to his mom
and they took off.

This is odd.
It's a high-traffic area.

The first two kills
took place in seclusion.

The UnSub
is a highly motivated risk-taker.

-What race was the victim?
-African-American.

A change in MO, too.
He crossed the color line.

He's an equal opportunity killer.

Empty bottle of wine.

That's new.

What do you see?

Hey. What's up

Yeah, there's some writing
on the dumpster.

What's it say?

-Hold on a second.
-They got something?

Do you see something?

Morgan.

"Look up to the sky?"

I gotta go.

Linguistically, it may mean
God judges the victim for his sins...

That's not it.

And taken in context,
with the pants pulled...

Blake, that's not it. Let's go.

Knock on every door.
Everyone gets overtime tonight. Okay?

-Derek Morgan.
-Where's Hotch?

He's in the conference room.

The M.E. found glass shards
from a Helgeson Vineyards wine bottle

in the back
of victim number three's skull.

I know what this is about.

This is about Carl Buford.

What do you mean?
Buford's in prison for life.

The words "look up to the sky"

were found in both
the minimart and the alley.

It's what Buford used to say to me.

Look up to the sky!

Look up to the sky!

Look up to the sky!

Carl Buford was an expert...

At spotting and exploiting vulnerabilities
in adolescent boys

that he coached
at the community center.

He had the entire community
thinking he was a hero.

Parents, teachers... Cops.

I mean everyone.

After my dad died,

he locked onto me.

And he manipulated me
into compliant victimization.

Now, you remember
how I told you that I got into it

with that local gangbanger
when I was younger.

Somehow Buford got it all expunged.

Now, I didn't understand why a guy
who barely knew me would do that.

But Buford gave me his time.

He taught me how to play football.

And then he took me
to his cabin on the lake.

I was a kid.

I was a kid from the South Side.

I'd never been to a cabin,
much less a lake.

Morgan, you don't have to do this.

They need to know, Hotch.

They need to know this guy's MO.

Buford built up my trust.

And then he would lower my inhibition
with Helgeson wine.

He called it his Jesus juice.

Then he would molest me.

And every time
he would see that dead look in my eyes

that said I wanted him to stop...

He would just say,
"You better man up, boy."

"Look up to the sky."

Did you ever tell anyone
about that phrase?

No.

We're probably looking at someone
who Buford abused.

The victim could harbor
a great deal of anger

if he didn't deal with his own abuse.

And with the right trigger,
it could develop into this kind of rage.

Where's Buford now?

We got him locked up
for homicide in 2006,

but because of the statute of limitations,

we never got him for molestation.

Buford ran the community
center for years.

An offender like him
could have hundreds of victims.

All right,
let's talk about victimology.

Each of these men had had interactions
with kids right before they were killed.

The killer switched from white victims
to African-Americans.

You'd think that if they were surrogates
for Buford, he'd kill only black men.

Hello?-Garcia, I need you to compile a list

of all of the boys who played football
at the community center

twenty to thirty years ago.

Okay.

I knew about Buford molesting Morgan,
but there were more kids?

Preferential offenders
typically have dozens of victims.

And each reacts differently.

Morgan became an FBI agent
and this one went the other way.

You know, had I known back in the day
that Morgan was going through all this,

I wouldn't have arrested him
six years ago.

And I sure wouldn't have been
so hard on him as a kid.

I know.

Let us go deliver the profile and
stop this guy from killing anybody else.

The man that we're looking
for is an African-American male

in his late 30s to early 40s,
and he's from this area.

He most likely attended
the local community center as a youth.

He's athletic and he's powerful,

which explains his ability to overcome
his victims with aggression.

His perfect timing and selection
say his intelligence level is high,

and his victim selection shows us his
murders are not planned in advance.

He may have
a drinking problem,

which makes him more unpredictable
and exacerbates his anger.

-Come on, now, I'm his father!
-

The fact that
he doesn't steal from his victims

shows us that he's mission oriented.

This says
that the substance abuse

is a coping mechanism,

from the fact that he never adequately
dealt with his own victimization.

By exposing his victims
and scrawling the phrase

Buford used during his sexual assaults
at the crime scenes,

he's telling the world that
he sees the victims as child molesters,

which is his justification
for killing them.

This is an example
of projection and polarization,

a black-and-white thinking which

when coupled with impulsivity, anger,
and outbursts of violence

indicates that this UnSub's
most likely suffering

from an extreme case
of borderline personality disorder.

BPD is one of the most common
mental disorders suffered by adults

who were victimized as children.

This represents the borderline
between anxiety and psychosis.

We believe this UnSub's perspective
has become so warped

that he's likely experiencing
stress-related paranoid ideation,

most likely brought on by a recent
traumatic event that triggered that rage.

No!

He's killing men just after
they innocently interact with children.

So step up patrols in parks,
schools, ball fields, even family events.

But do not
try to confront this man alone.

We believe that he is armed
and extremely dangerous.

Thank you.

- -Go ahead, Garcia.

I'm gonna start with
the good news first 'cause I wanna.

The renamed Damien Walters
Community Center is thriving

under its new director, Ms. Walters,
Damien's mom.

The bad news is, although
they now computerize their records,

back when Buford ran the joint it was
all paper files, so I'm out of luck there.

All right, thanks, Garcia.

JJ, why don't you get Reid
and go over to the center,

dive into those files,

see if you can come up
with a comprehensive list

of Buford's potential victims.

I actually know one of them personally.
His name is James Barfield.

He's a senior at Northwestern.

I might be able
to get something out of him.

Okay. You and Blake go over there,
see what you can find out.

Derek Morgan just called
to give me a heads-up.

Thanks.

You know, community centers
are supposed to bring people together,

but this one
has torn enough people apart.

-I'll be up front, if you need anything.
-Thank you.

I hear they're talking first round, huh?

Oh, snap. Derek Morgan.

That's right.

What are you doing here, Derek?

-Mr. FBI ain't come to wish me luck.
-Carl Buford.

Man, you need to leave that alone.

Someone's killing men
in our old neighborhood.

What else is new?

Because of certain evidence
found at the crime scenes,

we believe
it's one of Buford's former victims.

You told her?

James, we just need to figure out
who's doing this.

You should be hitting the pavement
figuring it out,

not wasting time talking to me.

James, you're not a suspect.

We just need to identify the other men.

Look, did Buford ever mention any
special guys, guys closer to my age?

I can't help you.

If we don't get a list of names,
someone else could lose their life.

Is that really what you want?

Let me break this down
for you, J Crew. I ain't no snitch.

I'm not telling you
what another man's gone through.

James, just give us some names
and nobody has to know about this.

I'm not starting my football career
carrying that mess around.

I'm about to get out of these streets.

I'm not doing it, Derek.

All right, Dr. Genius,
do you notice anything I'm not seeing?

Between travel receipts,
letters of recommendation,

and expense reports,
I've compiled a list of several names,

but it's obvious
there are gaps in the records.

Do you think Buford destroyed
some files before he went to prison?

Given the opportunity,
most people in his situation would have.

We should probably call the team
with this.

Hotch,
James couldn't give us any names.

Reid and JJ were only able to come up
with a partial list

from the files at the community center,
so we'll talk to those guys,

we'll see if anybody stands out
or if they can fill in the gaps.

It could take days or weeks
to track them down.

I need to go see Buford.

I want you to try something with JJ first.

All right, Derek,
I just need you to relax.

Just try to remember.

JJ, come on,

I taught you
the "you're in a safe place now" speech.

So I should be pretty damn good at it.

All right.

- -So I need you to think back

to the sights and sounds and smells
of playing football.

We were some sweaty, dirty,
smelly kids back then.

All we ever wanted to do was to
get out there and play the game.

Was Buford there?

Yeah.

Did you notice
any unusual glances or behavior

between him
and any of the other boys?

No.

Buford never took his eyes off of me.

Come on, Derek,
focus, focus.

Did you notice
if any of the boys avoided him subtly?

Good job, D. That's my boy.

Nothing.

I had always thought I was the only one.

JJ, this isn't working. I'm done.

-I don't want you going to see Buford.
-Hotch, I can handle it.

Another man was found
beaten to death.

Same MO.

Ten blocks from the last murder.
That's four in two weeks.

And take Blake with you.

Hotch, come on. We gotta do this now.

I finished my counseling two years ago.
I can do this.

All right, but I'm coming with you.

All these years
I kept my mouth shut.

Carl Buford, my mentor.

Look at you.
You'd probably be dead by now.

Yeah, it wasn't for free, was it?

I pulled you out of the gutter.

I pulled myself out of the gutter,
all the way to the FBI. I did that!

You saying I had nothing to do
with making you who you are?

No, Carl.

Actually, I'm saying

you have everything to do
with making me who I am.

Open gate.

Close gate.

Derek Morgan.

-Got yourself a new look, huh?
-I'm Mohammed Alam now.

Of all my boys, you're the last one
that I thought would come back to me.

Four men have been killed
in the old neighborhood, Carl.

Allah views murder as a sin
and an abomination.

At each crime scene the words
"look up to the sky" were found.

You remember those words.

They escape me.

I've been very busy filling my brain
with knowledge.

I'm a Malcolm X Islamic scholar now.

I know you remember that cabin.

And me and every other boy that
you took up there remembers it, too.

The man you harbor so much rage for
is no longer here.

Yes, he is.
He's sitting right in front of me.

You're just hiding behind a religion
that hasn't figured you out yet.

Still got that mouth on you, don't you?

Always liked that mouth.

You were always direct.

Whenever I see you on TV,
I tell everyone that's my boy.

I'm proud of you.

I don't give a damn how you feel.

You see, what I need
is a list of everyone you've victimized.

You still like
mint chocolate-chip ice cream?

The U.S. Attorney
has offered immunity.

They won't charge you with molesting
any of the boys on this list

as long as this list is complete.

Or was it butter pecan?

You leave even one name off that list,
this deal is dead.

Are you threatening me, D?

With my hand on the Qur'an.

See, right now,
you're in here for serial murder.

And I bet that gives you a whole
lot of credit out there in the yard.

Am I right?

But what do you think would happen
if the brothers in here

learned what you were really guilty of?

So let me be direct, Mohammed.

Start writing.

Some people are easy to remember,

but others
sort of fade to the background.

That doesn't mean they weren't special.

They just weren't like you, Derek.

I'll give you the list on one condition.

All I want is a handshake. That's it.
A gentleman's agreement.

What do you say?

You were always special, Derek.

You may have me in here,

but there's a whole lot more of me
out there, boy.

You didn't have to shake his hand.

It's a long list, Hotch.

This UnSub's devolving.
He'll stand out. He won't be hard to find.

I'm gonna use the head
before we leave.

I have arrested every one of these kids.

I never once thought
they were getting molested.

Some victims of sexual abuse
tell their parents and others act out.

I cross-referenced the list
of special kids from the center

with the list of victims
Morgan got from Buford.

I've come up with a half a dozen names

of people who fit the profile
and the physicality to be suspects.

-Did you get that list to Garcia?
-She's pulling their histories right now.

Yeah, baby girl,
how's that list coming along?

Okay.
Of the five that fit the profile,

one sticks out
like a tiger in a room of kittens.

What name's that?-Keron Bender.

He's a former linebacker.

He was on Buford's
community center team.

He's a few years older than Derek.
He's come upon hard times.

By that I mean he has three arrests
for domestic violence,

two for meth possession
and aggravated assault,

and he lives
smack in the middle of the kill zone.

Send that address right now. Let's go.

Sent.

Police!

I got him!

Weed, it's just weed. It's just weed.

I told you, I don't know nobody.

I just want you to look at this list.
All right? Just look at it.

Are there any other guys
around our age who aren't on here

-who Buford treated as special

You tryin' to kick a brother
when he down.

Buford used to tell you
to look up to the sky, right?

I need your help. Just look at the list.

I recognize a few of those guys.

But there was older ones, though,
before that.

-At the center.
-No.

Cabrini-Green.

Buford used to live there before...

He was tight with the King Cobras.

He used to tell their moms
that he would keep them off the streets.

Yeah. I used to bump heads
with a few of them.

You got any names?

Yeah.

There was one.

He was Buford's favorite.

Who?

Pretty sure his name was Rodney.

-Rodney Harris?
-Yeah.

He got it the worst.

-Rodney's not on this list.
-Buford played us.

He was one of the biggest drug dealers
in the neighborhood six years ago.

Yeah, but he fell out.
He's not running that anymore.

Rodney's the one
you had all the trouble with, right?

Yeah. Yeah, that's right.

This is all starting to make sense now.

Buford probably let him deal drugs
close to the center

just to keep him quiet
about what Buford had done.

And Rodney looked at you and
saw everything he could have been.

Yeah, but what made him snap now?

Yeah, Garcia,

see if there's a connection
between Rodney Harris

and any of our victims.

I already did that, babe,
and I'm coming up empty.

What about Rodney's extended family?

Okay. Um...

Whoa. There's a connection.

Okay, Michael Crowley,
he's the first victim.

He was a swim coach to Tyler Harris.

That's Rodney's estranged son.

So Sheila, Rodney's ex-wife,
pulled Tyler from the swim team.

Turns out she made
quite a scene, rightfully so,

because...

Crowley had molested him
after a swim meet.

So Crowley
was killed out of revenge.

Rango and the others, who had
simple interaction with children,

-were just surrogates for Carl Buford.
-You got an address for Rodney?

I traced Rodney's cell phone

and it's pinging at the current address
of Sheila Goode.

That's Rodney's ex-wife.

Yeah, but how could you spend that
kind of money on something like that?

It's your money.

I love it.

Don't you move.
-Oh, my God.

-Rodney...
-Shut up!

-Shut up!
-What are you doing

Shut up! Move back.

Come here, Tyler.

-You get back.
-Rodney, what's wrong with you?

You gonna go and get with him You...

Oh! Rodney,
what's the hell's wrong with you?

Dad, please!

I just saved you, boy.

What did you do, Rodney?

-Shut up!
-What did you do?

-You sure?
-Yeah.

He's agitated.

Rossi, you guys take the back.

Rodney, I'm coming in!

Just shut up.

Rodney?

-Get out of here, Derek.
-I can't do that.

-I will kill him.
-You kill him, you die.

-He's innocent.
-He took my family.

He didn't protect my son.

It is!

Rodney, this has nothing
to do with him.

This is about what happened to you.

What?

Carl Buford.

I know what he did to you
back in the day.

Son of a bitch.

Son of... You don't know me.

You don't know what I've been through.

You better back up or I will kill him.

-Rodney, please.
-You shut up.

Rodney!
-This is all your fault, anyway.

You took my son away from me.

You can't keep killing people, man.
What happened to your son was wrong.

But it brought you back
to what Buford did to you, didn't it?

Look, I know exactly what you're feeling,
because I've been there.

How I'm feeling?

You have no idea how I'm feeling.

You're just a bitch-ass narc.
I'm in these streets.

No!

No, that's what Carl Buford
always wanted you to believe.

Don't you see that?
That's how he controlled you.

And if you pull that trigger, he wins.

No, Buford ain't got nothin' on me.

I know he molested you.

Nah. Man, stop talking.

-Why didn't you tell me, Rodney?
-Just stop talkin'.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-Shut up!

Shut your mouth.

Rodney, look at me.

He did the same thing to me.

I confronted him.

I got him locked away for life.

-He's done.
-Done?

Done ain't good enough.

Look at your son.

Look at him.

Don't go out like this in front of him.

You don't want to destroy his life, too,
do you?

Rodney, he loves you.

I do, Dad.

He still needs you.

He still needs you, Rodney.

Rodney...

Put that gun down.

You know,
the only reason I became a cop

was so I could tell right from wrong.

Get bad off the streets,
only the good was standing.

But I got it wrong.

Not just with you but with all these kids.

I... Made assumptions about who
they were, why they did what they did.

People like Buford I let slide.

I'm sorry.

-What drove you to kill those men?
-Clear the way, please.

Is it true that this
is all about Carl Buford?

Why did you do it?
REPORTER 2: Comment, please!

You don't have to do this. I got it.

Derek, I got it.

I used to think that
Carl Buford was a hero.

Six years ago I found out
I was very wrong.

Derek.

It's over. You did it.

You're saying that's why
Rodney Harris killed those men?

Yes, that's what I said.

So being abused made him a killer?

No.

No, it did not.

The vast majority of child sex victims

don't grow up to be sex offenders
or criminals.

I know this because...

And let me be direct...

I was also one of Carl Buford's victims.

Yo, Mohammed, wasn't "Carl Buford"
your government name?

Victimization does not cause offending.

Yeah.
I don't know what he's talking about.

I loved that kid.

-It can cause a lot of isolation...-

And there can be anger and rage.

It can cause pain and suffering...

But you can get through it.

It can make you stronger.

It does not have to destroy your life.

It can make you fight back.

And it can make you want to spend
the rest of your life protecting others.

What is that, Morgan?
-It's my mom's peach cobbler.

Whoo. Garcia's gonna
be a happy woman.

You didn't save us any?

Come on, there's enough for everybody.
We'll heat it up when we get back.

Derek.

You did a great thing back there.

I appreciate all of you
for having my back.

Yeah, this is Derek Morgan.

When?

All right.

Thanks for the call.

What happened?

Carl Buford is dead.

"For darkness restores
what light cannot repair."

Joseph Brodsky.