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( thunder rumbles )

( thunder rumbles )

( whimpering )

( gasps )

( crying )

Mom.

It's me, Juliana.

He's gonna kill me.

Good.

Woman: Vince! Vince!

It's Juliana!

( cellphone ringing )

( ringing continues )

( cellphone beeps )

Hey, Mike. What's up?

Mike: We have a kidnap.

The victim is a 20-year-old college student.

Woman: Are you sure it's a kidnap

and not a college kid lost on a bender?

Yeah. Where are you? At the pool?

Yes, and it was really nice until you called.

She didn't come home last night.

Mom and dad got a call. No demand for ransom.

The girl was pleading for her life, then they hung up.

Works for me.

The boss has assigned you the case agent.

I'm leaving now for the residence in Santa Monica

with a special response team.

I'm there.

( thunder crashes )

Got latte.

Mm. Got blow dryer?

- Surveillance will be a bitch. - Ain't it the truth.

Well, anyone talk to the parents?

- We were waiting for the case agent. - Sweet.

( door opens )

What's all this?

Good morning, ma'am.

I'm Special Agent Ana Grey with the FBI.

- Good to see you, Agent Grey. - You too, detective.

This is Lynn Meyer, Juliana's mom. Remember, Lynn?

I told I'd asked for assistance from the FBI, right?

This is our special response team --

Special Agents Donnato, Vernon, and Sullivan.

Ma'am, we're gonna bring your daughter home

as quickly and safely as possible.

May we enter your home?

Thank God you're here.

Donnato, you're the case agent for the Bureau?

Nope. That would be Agent Grey.

Sorry, ma'am.

Not a problem.

Kyle and Barbara, set up the surveillance teams.

Yeah, well, you just put in your order. We'll get it to you by Wednesday.

- Vince! Vince, get off! - ( sighs )

Sir, Special Agent Ana Grey with the FBI.

I need you to get off the phone immediately.

It's my phone.

Well, we need to keep the line clear

in case your daughter calls.

I'll call you back.

( telephone beeps )

I get that.

It's just that I was talking with a major client.

We manufacture jeans, run the company together.

It was a good idea at the time.

( police radio chatter )

Well, we need to look at your records.

Oh, great, because we're the criminals now, right?

Mike: No one's suggesting that, Mr. Murphy.

Is there anybody in your world that might have had a grudge

against you or your family?

Yeah, sure. I'll tell you who. That would be Nelson Yi.

Nelson Yi.

Yeah, the bastard, he was a member of a Korean gang

that stole $300,000 worth of spandex from us.

And Vince testified against him.

We'll look into him.

Better sight lines in the alley.

Surveillance is in place.

I'll check on the guys upstairs.

Hey, Lynn, listen, I got to roll, but I want you to know

that I 'm on the case, okay?

Now, a police negotiator's gonna stay here with you,

- and you have my card. - Oh. Thank you.

Thank you so much. You've been so terrific.

- Hmm. Take care. - Thank you.

Where's the brief this afternoon?

It's at our office.

I'll see you there.

Hey, let's get something straight here, okay?

Juliana is loved.

She comes from a loving home, and she's a good kid.

She doesn't drink, she doesn't smoke --

I mean, she doesn't smoke anything.

Mike: We hear you, Mr. Murphy.

So, something must have happened to her

because she would never do this to us.

We know something happened to her.

Has Juliana ever run away?

No.

- Does Juliana have a boyfriend? - ( banging )

Hey, what's with all the hammering upstairs?

Uh, the wires and pliers guys.

- They're putting in a phone line to our command center. - Oh, that's great.

Ms. Murphy, is there another way out back?

Yeah. I'll show you.

You got this?

( police radio chatter )

Tell me.

When was the last time you had something to eat?

Ana: Your daughter is beautiful.

Lynn: She doesn't even think she's pretty.

Who took this picture?

( sighs ) Um...she said a friend.

I...

- Is it okay if I make a copy? - Yeah.

Juliana's a swimmer?

Since she was 8.

She's really only at home when she's in the water.

I can relate.

How's Juliana's state of mind been lately?

She's been kind of upset since her grandfather died --

my dad.

They were really close. ( sighs )

You know, I just -- I just can't -- I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

Ana: Check this out.

Mike: That's a weird expression on her face, don't you think?

Looks like she's trying very hard to please someone.

A friend takes this, and that's how you look?

Who is Juliana posing for?

If they call, you tell them you want to

hear your daughter's voice -- nothing else,

get off the phone.

And what if it's my mother?

I can't tell her what's happened.

Well, this is the negotiator.

She'll be listening in on the conversation,

passing notes on what to say.

Wow, a team of professionals trained to deal with your mother.

( chuckles ) God bless America.

Most importantly, do not talk to the press.

It could escalate the suspect, okay?

( sirens wail )

- Hey. Need you. - Let me hit you back.

All right. What did we get from the dad?

The victim's boyfriend is Charles Rodriguez, lives in Venice.

They were together in high school.

Juliana never made the adjustment to college,

so when she moved back in with her folks,

they started seeing each other again.

- They don't like him. - Wrong side of the tracks?

Dad calls him a user.

A user of what? Drugs?

People. Their daughter, apparently.

She goes to Santa Monica Community College

and works at a high-end clothing store called Magique.

Uh, what are you thinking, boss?

Does it make sense this knucklehead Rodriguez would kidnap her?

Mike: She might be hiding with him from her parents.

She's an only child.

They keep a pretty tight rein on her.

Interview the boyfriend.

We're bringing him in.

What do we know about the family?

Sullivan: The father got her the job at Magique.

Hmm.

Is he molesting her? That why she split?

I haven't ruled it out.

Polygraph both parents.

I-I'd rather work it gently, sir.

If we know more about Juliana,

we'll have a better idea of who might have taken her.

( inhales deeply, sighs ) Your call.

Thank you, sir.

We're doing fine here.

( chuckles )

( sea gulls squawking )

( indistinct conversations )

( telephone ringing )

All right, and these are prepaid. Thank you.

Did you get some good shots?

Half of them didn't come out.

Ah, did you forget to turn on the auto focus?

I often do that myself. ( chuckles )

Hey! Uh, sir?

Carl? I finished. Do you want a ride?

Oh, no, thank you, Mrs. Santos.

I'll see you at home later.

Okay.

Ana: Good afternoon.

I'm FBI Special Agent Ana Grey,

and this is the all-hands briefing

for the Santa Monica kidnapping task force.

The victim is Juliana Meyer-Murphy.

I'd like to bring in detective Andrew Berringer

who is the head investigator for the Santa Monica P.D.,

which is the lead agency on this case.

Thank you, Agent Grey. We appreciate your assistance.

This is the first 911 call from the mom. Go ahead.

- ( computer beeps ) - Woman:911 operator.

Lynn:Uh, yeah, m-my daughter hasn't come home tonight,

and, uh, I-I've called all her friends,

and no one seems to know where she is.

Woman: Do you have reason to suspect your daughter

has come into harm's way, ma'am?

Lynn: N-no. No, I-I...I guess not.

No, she's... she's probably just late.

Never mind. I'm -- I'm sorry to bother you.

- ( computer beeps ) - Now, this is the second call,

which came in at 6:30 A.M.

- ( computer beeps ) - Woman:911.

Lynn: Someone's k-kidnapped my daughter!

They've taken her!

Woman: How do you know she's been kidnapped, ma'am?

Lynn: The just called! You've got to help me!

- ( crying ) Oh, my God! - Woman: All right.

Calm down and tell me exactly what she said, ma'am.

Lynn: She said, "Mom, it's Juliana. He's gonna kill me."

And then they hung up. ( cries )

So, there's been no demand for ransom. That's all we have.

We'll be marrying up with Santa Monica P.D.

On canvassing the neighborhood, all that good stuff.

So, as you complete your leads, call in with your results.

Let's find this girl.

- ( indistinct conversations ) - Thank you.

Want a bite?

Yeah.

- Want a bit more? - Mm-hmm.

- Go ahead. Share. - Wow.

How are we gonna do this, Andrew?

( chuckles )

Act like grown-ups, if that's possible.

Sure, unless the kidnap becomes our jurisdiction,

and then I 'm your boss.

Can you handle that?

( chuckles ) I like it when you're on top.

You know that, right?

( chuckles ) Wow.

I have to go to work every day

and pretend I don't know what you look like naked.

Hmm. Look what I have to contend with.

Hmm.

So, um...my boss wants to polygraph the parents.

What do you think?

It's an old marriage.

You can smell the rotting meat, Ana.

Oh, you're so cynical about relationships.

I've been there so often,

my name's inscribed on the relationship crapper,

sweetie.

You know, you keep saying stuff like that.

What are you telling me, Andy?

( inhales sharply )

Uh, just give me safe passage.

It's what my dad used to say.

"Just give me safe passage.

"I know you're smoking cigarettes, Andy,

and it ain't gonna cut it."

So, like, don't get mad at me?

No, like, um... ( chuckles )

Help me through this.

( chuckles ) Through what?

We're seeing each other.

We're not running a marathon in Death Valley.

How long is it?

It's 26.22 miles.

That we've been going out, goofball.

( sighs ) Almost six months.

We go forward and we go back

and sometimes I think it's in full retreat.

Well, guess what.

What?

I'm here.

Good.

Juliana Meyer-Murphy worked here maybe six months

before she was fired.

( up-tempo music plays )

What did she steal?

A $700 leather jacket. I had to let her go.

You know, would you mind e-mailing that to me?

Yeah, no problem.

I didn't have the heart to tell her parents.

Her dad makes our jeans. He got her the job.

Did you notice any changes in Juliana

before she started taking things?

Hanging out with questionable people?

It was after I fired her that things got creepy.

Andrew: Oh, yeah? How's that?

She used to sit out there on that bench all day,

every day, right in front of the store.

I thought she was stalking me.

I used to leave through the rear.

( sighs ) Charles Rodriguez,

I'm Special Agent Donnato.

Thanks for coming in.

What'd I do?

- Not pay my taxes? - ( laughs )

That's not my department.

So, listen, uh...

tell me about you relationship with Juliana Meyer-Murphy.

I know her.

I know you know her.

When was the last time you saw her?

Juliana?

Yeah.

A couple weeks ago maybe.

We had a barbecue with my family.

( sighs ) Really?

So, she comes to the party after you hit her?

I never hit her.

( pen taps )

She posted that on her Facebook page --

said you two had a fight, then you slapped her.

I m-- That's trash talk.

Your girlfriend's missing, slick.

Did you know that?

No. What happened to her?

What happened to you?

You've been arrested for breaking into people's houses,

and now you're slinging weed for the Mexican mafia?

Okay, what does that have to do with Juliana?

I'll tell you what.

We're gonna do this again,

only this time you're gonna tell me the truth.

( sighs )

Right?

( sea gulls squawking )

Ana: Yeah. Great. Thank you.

( cellphone beeps )

( sighs )

( chuckles ) Don't do that.

Do what?

That.

We're pulling video surveillance footage

from the cameras inside of the mall.

We should have it by this afternoon.

That was Agent Mike Donnato.

The boyfriend admits he took money from Juliana

to pay off his debt to the Mexican mafia.

Hmm. Let me ask you a question, Ana.

How much longer do we sit here

before we jump on a Harley and head up the coast

to the Sandpiper Motel?

30 seconds.

One... two...

( both laugh )

Okay, so, she steals merchandise

from her place of employment to help out her boyfriend,

and then she gets fired, right?

Right, so, she sits there day after day

afraid to tell her parents

'cause dad's the one who got her the job.

- Right. - Grandfather died. She hates her life.

( clattering )

That's Willie John Black.

Hey, Willie. How you doing?

Remember me?

I'm Detective Berringer.

Oh, yeah. I remember you.

You were always a gentleman -- even when you arrested me!

Thank you very much.

Listen, Willie, have you seen this woman?

Yep.

I saw her with that man with the camera --

the tourist from Arizona.

What did he look like?

White guy.

Ana: Wait, you saw him talking to this girl? When?

On and off.

- Yesterday? - Wel-- uh, maybe.

Andrew: Willie?

Yeah?

Do you know his name?

Well, I call him "Arizona"

'cause he's always talking about Arizona.

Wants to go back where he came from just like me.

I-I'm originally from New Orleans.

I'd love to go back, but I have to work.

What, uh... what kind of work?

Well, I work for the National Defense Department

traveling around America.

My job is to drive randomly through the United States

and data-process sponge cake.

- Hmm. - Right.

Well, "sponge cake" is a code name

that refers to Patricia Hearst.

Sometimes I run into a candlelight situation --

that's an entity case where the future

and the past kind of merge together.

Willie, have you ever been in a hospital?

They give you any medication?

Well, I 'm on medication right now.

I'm a depressed person right now.

Okay, Willie, Willie, God bless you.

So, Juliana 's sitting on the "poor me" bench,

and this guy comes --

Okay, stop. Willie isn't credible.

- It's a lead. - No, it's not a lead.

Listen, there's truth in what he's saying.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

What part? The data-processing sponge cake?

No, actually, you need to weed through that stuff.

Look, Willie John Black is a schizophrenic transient.

I'm not taking it to the boss.

Listen, if you're afraid of what your boss says,

that's your problem.

See, this is what I meant about working together --

you and your testosterone.

Since when do you have a problem with my testosterone?

Oh, I would love to continue this,

but I 've got to go see my grandfather

before the next briefing.

If Willie 's a good witness or not, it'll all be on tape.

- That's it? - Later.

( engine turns over )

Hey, toots! Long time, no see.

Hey, Grandpoppy. Mm. Mwah.

Ana: I heard a story today

about a little girl and her grandfather

that made me think of you.

- Happy belated birthday. - Well, thank you.

You look great, Poppy.

Hey, you know, I 'm on a diet. I lost two pounds.

Oh, I shouldn't have brought any cake then.

Oh, I love cake.

Remember, your mother was a great baker.

Yeah, she always made a big deal about birthdays.

She loved throwing parties.

Of course, all that stopped when I was 14.

Why's that?

Mom died when I was 14.

No.

That doesn't seem right.

Yeah, trust me.

Look, you've always taken great care of me.

Now it's my turn to take care of you.

I don't need anybody to take care of me. I'm fine.

What are you drinking?

I brought my own.

Oh, white wine. A pussy Bureau drink, huh?

Okay, can we drop the Bureau bashing for just one night?

I'm working a kidnap

and I just stopped by to wish you a happy birthday.

Hey, you know, I did a kidnap back in...1974.

Long Beach. They snatched a kid out of a deli.

And I figured that one out.

When you were a cop,

did you ever use a transient as a witness?

When I was a cop, we didn't have transients.

We had bums.

( sighs ) Okay, bums.

So, what is your wisdom on the testimony of bums?

Well, my wisdom is and always was

lock up the bad guys, then ask the questions.

Well, you know, it doesn't work that way.

Well, then what are you asking?

I'm asking for safe passage.

What the hell is safe passage?

You wouldn't understand.

Well, then why throw it on the table?

Just say, "Happy birthday, Poppy."

( sighs ) Happy birthday, Poppy.

Ana: This is the surveillance footage Santa Monica P.D.

pulled from the mini-mall.

Those two obviously know each other.

( sighs )

Can we capture his face?

( keyboard clacking )

( computer beeping )

Roll it back. There's got to be a better angle.

Let's save time. They probably went to his vehicle.

Run the film from the garage and skip to 2:46 P.M. yesterday.

Nice, Ana.

Thanks.

( clears throat )

( chuckles )

I was going there.

Of course you were. You're the one with the PhD.

( clacking continues )

( beeping )

That's an Arizona plate. Right, Ana?

Call Phoenix FBI and see what we can get.

In 12 to 18 hours we should know who he is and what he eats for breakfast.

- Right, Donnato? - Yep.

This guy's into his own scenario.

He was hunting, and he found a little mouse.

Run it back to the same time every day.

- Stop. -( computer beeps )

There he is.

He was hunting where kids hang out in the afternoon.

Find that girl. She could I.D. the suspect.

( keyboard clacking )

( computer beeps )

Maybe she's the mouse that gets away.

( breathing heavily )

( crash )

( clatter )

( grunts )

( grunting )

No, stop. Stop!

Andrew, stop it!

I'm sorry. That psycho got inside my head.

That's what he does.

Give me safe passage.

Always.

Thanks. You're an angel.

I try. Is Mom okay?

- Just barely. - Yeah?

Why is it that no matter how much money you have,

the pull-out sofa still sucks?

Hmm, yeah.

Ana: ( sighs ) Good morning, Lynn.

Would you have a seat? I need to talk to you for a minute.

So, what did you guys find out about that bastard Nelson Yi?

Nelson Yi is still serving a 4-year prison sentence

for stealing spandex from your company.

What about the fact that he's still got friends outside of prison?

- Did you ever think of that? - Yes, we have.

And we no longer consider nelson Yi a suspect.

Great.

Folks, we need to bring you in for a polygraph --

a lie-detector test.

Vince: Hey, we're her parents!

- We love Juliana! - Of course.

Vince: Some people, they chop up their kids

and they put them in concrete.

Did we do that? No! So, what the hell are you guys thinking? We're dying here!

Lynn, are you all right?

Nobody has to take a lie-detector test.

Ana: Why not, Lynn?

( sighs )

I should have told you sooner.

( voice breaking ) I was just praying it wasn't true,

but now I 'm so afraid.

Lynn, what are you -- what are you talking about?

( sighs ) I had a -- I had an affair.

I had an affair in Milan with a buyer from Nordstrom,

and he took my baby!

Ohh!

Why would a buyer from Nordstrom take your child?

Because he was very, very angry with me

when I ended the relationship.

You ended the relationship?

I...I sent his underwear to his wife.

You mean Al Hobart? That pompous, little creep.

Good choice, Lynn. Good choice!

One of the top executives

of the whole damned Nordstrom overseas operation.

Screw this.

Vince, wait!

Lynn, tell me about this man, Hobart.

He lives in Seattle, but he's in L.A. all the time.

Ana! We have a situation!

Oh.

Vince has locked himself in the study.

- Oh, no. - What is it?

Vince keeps his father's gun in the desk.

- ( beep, static ) - We need backup.

Dad has barricaded himself in the study. Possibly armed.

Vince, what's going on? Talk to me.

Vince: What's there to talk about?

You don't have a clue.

You don't even know if my daughter's still alive.

Ana: You thinking of doing something to yourself, Vince?

Are you thinking of committing suicide?

Vince: The hell with you!

I'm talking to the dad. Just give me a minute.

- Gun! - Don't shoot him!

- Drop the weapon! Step out of the hallway. - It's a phone.

- Drop it now! - ( phone clatters )

( sighs )

Oh, Vince. What did you do?

- Have you seen this girl? - Hey, you seen this van?

- No. Sorry. - Unh-unh. Unh-unh.

No? All right, thank you.

Big nothing.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, have you seen this van around?

Does it look familiar? No? Thank you.

Have you seen this girl?

Mnh-mnh.

Seen this van? Hmm? No?

Seen this van?

Brother, have you seen this girl?

( cellphone beeping )

Hey, pal.

Yeah?

The guy we're looking for is driving this blue van.

This is the girl he was talking to on the bench.

She looks familiar. What's her name?

- Don't look now. - I'm Franny.

Where'd you come from?

I got a million texts the cops want to talk to me.

Actually, FBI.

I'm Special Agent Donnato. This is my partner Kyle Vernon.

We're looking for the man you were talking to.

We believe he abducted

a young woman at this same spot yesterday.

That douche? He came on to me. I was out of there.

You split? Why?

Like I 'm a model? I can be in a magazine?

He was trying to act all cool, but he creeped me out.

I thought he was some kind of army guy,

not a real photographer.

Plus -- just weird -- he says, "Don't forget me."

How do you know this girl?

I don't know her,

but I saw her talking to him.

Hey, where's the Santa Monica cowboy?

Polishing his boots?

Don't ask me. I'm only the case agent.

Right.

( raps desk )

All right, folks. Let's go.

We have a prime suspect.

( computer beeps )

Ray Brennan. 35, former marine.

We heard back from Phoenix FBI.

They determined from the tags on the van

that Brennan was arrested twice for sexual assault,

but the victims did not press charges.

We now have a witness, Franny Barnes,

a girl Brennan tried to pick up at the mall, but she knew better.

He told her, "Don't forget me."

and we fed these words into VICAP

thinking he might have uttered these same sweet nothings

to other victims.

Kyle: Hold up a minute, Mike.

Yeah, what's up?

- Take a look at this. - What do you got?

Reporter: Welcome back to the KPWN news.

And I 'm getting some breaking information

on the missing girl.

A 20-year-old Santa Monica resident --

Juliana Meyer-Murphy -- has been reported kidnapped.

She was last seen entering a blue van with Arizona tags.

- What's that about? - ( sighs )

The dad locked himself in the study

and called the TV station.

He believed if he got his daughter on TV,

it would get her returned.

( groans )

Should have never happened.

- ( knock on door ) - A.S.A.C. Galloway, you wanted to see me, sir?

Galloway: yeah. Ana Grey, this is Jason Ripley.

He's a new probationary agent.

Hello, Agent Ripley. Welcome.

Pleased to meet you, ma'am.

You're going to be Jason 's training agent.

Great.

Wasn't Mike Donnato your, uh, trainer?

Yes, sir. Mike gave me my first arrest.

Yeah. You never forget the person who gives you your first arrest.

I'll never forget you. ( chuckles )

- How long you been in? - Six months.

I love it.

Isn't that great? Enthusiasm?

- Terrific. - All right.

We just got three hits off VICAP with words like,

"Don't forget me," and, "You'll always remember me."

He strangles the victims to the point of asphyxiation,

performs sex acts, wakes them up,

and does it again.

The assaults on VICAP took place in Georgetown,

South Beach, and Austin, Texas.

All nice girls with no criminal records

taken from youth-oriented malls.

They all resemble each other.

Yeah. Jason was a school psychologist

before he attended the FBI academy.

We should pay more attention

to the psychology of the offender.

It's called criminal investigative analysis, sir.

It's what I do.

Then do it.

Without the whole world watching.

I got a call from the S.A.C.

People with money and influence

do not expect their children to be under threat of any kind.

Is he allowed to have that cigar?

He doesn't smoke it. He just waves it around.

Well, you don't need to fly to Vienna to figure out

the symbolism there, right?

A.S.A.C. Galloway is head of our division,

and the only thing he stands for is respect.

Y-yeah. Right.

Sure. Hey, listen to me.

I want to thank you for taking me on.

I hope to learn from you and not make the same mistakes.

Uh, maybe I didn't say that right.

( siren wails )

( police radio chatter )

( cellphone beeping )

( ringing )

- ( cellphone beeps ) - Ana Grey.

Andrew: Hey. So, a missing-person case in Culver City.

Police found the body of a young woman

in a shallow grave in the park.

Brunette?

Yeah. She fits Juliana 's description, Ana.

( sighs ) Thanks.

( cellphone beeps )

( police radio chatter )

( helicopter blades whirring )

( van door closes )

Something's up.

I'm gonna go see.

Sullivan: No, let's stay inside for now.

( indistinct conversations )

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

( sighing ) Oh, god. How did this happen?

Kids got on Facebook.

( crying ) Juliana 's --

We don't know who the victim is.

So until we get an I.D., let's not even go there.

Ma'am, it went viral on the internet.

Doesn't mean it's Juliana.

Those people out there, they don't know anything.

Lynn, we're just gonna have to wait for an I.D.

Wait? What for?

- Get a grip! - ( gasps )

You just shut up.

This is all your fault!

You had to call the TV station!

- You made him go crazy! - How dare you say that!!

I'm gonna fight you, Lynn! I want my daughter back!

Let's go into the kitchen and put this into perspective.

Vince: Juliana -- I want my daughter back!

( camera shutter clicks )

She's been dead around 10 days, I'd say.

It isn't Juliana.

No. We have a positive I.D.

Her name is Arlene Hartounian from Los Angeles.

Same age and close in appearance.

( sighs ) As far as I know,

murder isn't always part of Ray Brennan's pattern.

He strangles them, lets them go, damaged.

Andrew: Well, could be two different suspects --

or he's escalating.

Cause of death?

Coroner won't commit pending autopsy.

But if you look,

you can see the ligature marks around the neck.

Now, I 've placed calls to different departments

looking for cold cases that are similar.

Might bring closure to some of the families.

You were missed at the briefing.

Well, I got called out on this thing, honey.

Well, you could have let me know.

( camera shutter clicks )

Ana. Have a look at this.

Hey, Hugh.

Ana, they recovered a partial footprint.

Male, lug sole pattern.

It's a boot print. Military?

We'll know when they run it through

the footwear-recognition database.

Then they can tell us the brand,

where he bought them, and his mother's maiden name.

Keeps the propeller-heads happy.

( camera shutter clicks )

So, my gut says it's the same guy.

I'm gonna head back over to the mall

and show the victim's photo to Willie John Black.

Around 9:30?

Fresh grapefruit martinis? Huh?

- Hmm? - ( both chuckle )

Fresh-squeezed.

Go away. I'll see you then.

Woman: Partial clearing tonight with a low of 65.

And more sun expected tomorrow with a high of 77.

Man: There was a grim discovery today.

A body of a young woman, possibly linked

to the disappearance of Juliana Meyer-Murphy

was found in Culver Park this afternoon.

Anyone with information on a blue Dodge van,

Arizona license plate MAQ3586,

call the tip hotline at 1-800-431-5790.

Man #2: And in sports news, the Spartans...

You'll never forget me.

( rock music plays )

( sighs )

( cellphone dialing )

( ringing )

Hey, baby. I'm here. Give me a shout.

Ana: Excuse me, have either of you seen this girl?

No? Okay, thanks.

( sighs )

( cellphone beeps )

( light clicks )

( sighs )

Excuse me, sir. Special Agent Ana Grey -- FBI.

I'm looking for a Santa Monica police detective --

Andrew Berringer.

- I don't know him. Why? - We're working a case together.

We're looking for a transient named Willie John Black.

- Oh, the guy with the bike. - Yeah.

He's usually out by the, uh, Dumpster around now,

but I haven't seen him tonight.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

( car alarm chirps )

( door closes, locks )

Mom?

( sighs )

Get up. We're going to church.

( laughs )

What are you saying? ( chuckles )

You wanted to go to the church trip

up to Lake Arrowhead, so now we're going.

It's the middle of the night, fool.

You've been using.

Really good.

So, now what happened? You lose your job?

Leave my mom alone.

You, pack.

No.

We're going camping.

You find those sleeping bags now.

Roxy, do what he says.

Thank you, ma'am.

I appreciate your consideration.

Why isn't Ian going to his tennis lesson?

I can't take him.

Because, Rochelle, I 've been up all night, and I 'm fried.

Hey, Mike.

Someone's approaching the residence.

Weaving and possibly intoxicated.

Man: Okay, roger that.

Of course I want him to make varsity.

Rochelle, I 've got to call you back.

( cellphone beeps )

Mike: Juliana?

Okay. Juliana, it's okay.

It's okay. My name's Mike.

This is my partner Kyle.

Okay, we're with the FBI. We've been looking for you.

( crying ) I want to go home.

I know you want to go home, honey,

but I can't let you go in there right now.

I've got to get you to a doctor so they can examine you.

My God, has she been walking all night?

I just want to go inside.

Listen, I 'm gonna put these gloves on, okay,

in case you've got evidence on you.

- Please. - All right?

- You got this? - I got this.

My partner's gonna go tell your mom and dad you're okay.

Okay?

( sniffling, crying )

We're gonna get you to the hospital, okay?

In a police car.

Let's go. It's okay.

Nice and slow. It's okay.

- ( whimpering ) - It's okay.

It'll be okay. Just take your time.

- It's okay. - I just want to go home.

I know you want to go home. You can.

We just want you to see a doctor first

to make sure everything's okay.

Okay, so watch your head. Nice and slow. Okay?

Nice and slow, sweetie. There you go.

Put your feet up there. Okay?

You'll see your mom and dad at the hospital.

It's gonna be okay.

( engine turns over )

( siren wails )

( indistinct talking on P.A. )

- Mr. Murphy. - Ana.

I need to be with my daughter.

Well, I understand they're taking good care of her.

She's a survivor, that kid. I told you that.

They want you in the examination.

What about me?

Lynn, they're collecting evidence, all right?

Thank God she was only raped.

She was sexually assaulted and brutalized, sir.

She needs support to get through this.

We'll worry about support. We're her family.

We'll support her.

You find the guy.

That's the plan.

We'd like to give you a complete medical examination

to make sure you're okay,

but first I do need to ask you some questions

about what happened.

I don't remember a lot.

You said that a few hours ago you got out of a car.

It's a van.

Can you describe the van?

Everything you can tell us

will help us find the person who did this to you.

Can we pl-- just please get this over with?

Woman: I love that guy. He's so soft.

Can I have the duck?

I see you have bruises on your neck.

How did that happen?

Did he touch you in any other way?

He raped me.

Did he penetrate you with anything else?

Juliana, each act is a different crime, okay?

Juliana...

I'm an FBI agent, and I carry a gun,

but there are still things that scare me.

Sometimes I wake up in the night

and, oh, man, it would be such a relief

to have someone to talk to.

I need a much more detailed account

of what happened to her.

It seems there's loss of consciousness and loss of memory.

It's possible she was drugged. We see a lot of that.

( sighing ) Well, look, I need to get answers,

especially because this guy is likely to do it again.

You know how to get her to disclose.

She needs to feel safe here

and comfortable in her medical care.

And I need to move. I have a task force ready to go.

It's not my role to force her to talk.

Let's move over here and take off your clothes.

They may contain evidence.

Please stand on the paper so we can collect anything

that falls off your clothing.

Is that okay with you?

It's okay.

If there is evidence on your skin...

( click, humming )

...it'll show up under this ultraviolet light.

I need to turn off the lights.

That's fine.

Are you ready?

Is there any place on your body

where he licked you or kissed you?

( voice breaking ) I don't know.

Did he ejaculate on your body?

Oh, my God. ( sniffles )

Is it all right if I continue?

Turn around for me.

There's a mark on your back.

Is it all right if I ask Ana to look at it?

Sure.

Um, what kind of shoes was the assailant wearing?

Boots.

Do you remember anything special about them?

They were all polished up.

Thank you.

I have to photograph this.

What?!

He left a partial imprint. It's the sole of a shoe.

Get it off of me!!

Please, just get it off of me right now!

Get it off, please! I don't want it on me!

Get it off!

Good morning, Mike.

Good morning, sunshine.

Ouch. You look beat up.

Oh, yeah. You look worse.

- ( slurps ) - Hmm.

- ( sighs ) - So...

Yeah?

How's the Santa Monica cowboy?

Please, don't call him that.

- Just looking out for you. - Oh, yeah?

You have a better idea?

( sighs )

I might.

Really?

The World's Greatest Dad? Most Married Man?

( chuckles )

The married part's not going so great right now.

But, uh, you know,

Rochelle and I, we've been there before.

Sorry to hear that.

What to do?

( sighs ) Oh, Mike.

I don't want to play.

Ana, we're still missing the victim's description of the offender.

She can't do it. She's traumatized.

Her responses are guarded.

We need the victim's narrative. Push it.

No. I'm not gonna push her, sir.

She needs to feel safe.

Do I need to bring in a more senior agent to take over this case?

Absolutely not. I'm doing good here.

Look what I 'm getting --

prime suspect possibly linked to four other crimes.

Let me have a shot with Juliana.

Up to the case agent.

Juliana's already formed a bond with me.

A bond is not the same as an empathetic relationship.

I'm not her shrink, and neither are you.

And if you think that's what this is about,

you've got the wrong idea of what it means to be a federal agent.

- That is a dated view. - Dated?

I got to be at the Saudi consulate.

Just get her to talk.

All I 'm trying to do is share my expertise.

Share this.

It's been a hard week. Everybody is --

I won't bug you anymore.

Here's my card if you need anything.

You were a high school swimmer?

So was I.

What's your best stroke?

What difference does it make?

Have you been back in the water?

I don't want to.

Juliana, do you know this girl?

What about this man?

( crying ) Yeah. That's him.

Juliana, this isn't your fault.

Now, there's nothing you could have done to stop him, okay?

But look what you were just able to do.

You just gave us a positive I.D.,

so we can catch this guy and put him away.

You're a strong girl.

- You walked all the way home. - ( crying )

Yeah.

Sir.

I issued the warrant on Ray Brennan.

- Excellent. - Thank you, sir.

Ana, are you having a personality conflict with Jason Ripley?

( chuckling ) No, of course not.

He says you're not returning his e-mails.

We're all part of the Bureau family.

That ain't no jive.

What was that about?

Mm. Jason's telling Galloway that I'm not returning his e-mails.

- Pretty cheeky for a guy right out of the box. - The kid is green as grass.

You know, I really don't need this

on a high-profile investigation.

Yeah, you truly don't.

( indistinct conversations )

( sighs ) Jason.

Hey, maybe they didn't cover this in the academy,

but there's a code around here --

we don't rat each other out.

I don't answer your e-mails? You tell me in person.

We treat people fairly

whether they're the good guys or not.

And that's a result of time on the street.

Not everyone can do what we do.

See, I 'm the kind of person who,

when I hear the national anthem, I get all teary-eyed.

It's a feeling. Patriotism. Integrity.

Whatever you want to call it, whatever that feeling is,

you either have it or you don't.

( cellphone ringing )

( cellphone beeps )

Hi, Juliana.

Hey. I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?

I was just gonna leave a message.

No. No, it's okay. I'm awake.

Did you wake up 'cause you were scared?

( sighs ) Yeah. Maybe so.

You remember that picture of that girl that you showed me?

I saw her.

Where?

On his wall. In his room.

I just -- I didn't remember it.

Thank you for telling me, Juliana.

It's very important.

How much longer is it gonna be dark?

Not very long.

We can watch the sun come up together.

Ray said he liked me.

( sighs )

He really understood.

But then when we got in his van,

he was a totally different person.

( sea gulls squawking )

What are you doing here?

Something happen on the case?

No, I 'm worried about Willie.

He hasn't been around.

You know, I went to the mall to meet you,

but I came up empty.

And I 'm not talking about Willie.

Where were you?

I'm tired of asking the same question.

Listen, Ana, I had something very important come up, okay?

Were you with someone else?

( sighs ) Yeah.

That's all I need to know.

Hey, listen, a lot of people would be very happy

with what we have, you hear me?

Yeah? And what is that exactly?

Because sometimes it's really sweet and close.

And then all the sudden,

you're a completely different person.

Look, we all have our issues, okay?

( sighs ) Yeah.

Yeah, 'cause you make me crazy.

( sighs )

I think about you way too much, especially at work.

( sighs )

If it's not gonna be real, then let's just forget it.

Be careful what you say.

Yeah, well, I'm saying it.

Fine by me.

Ana: Early this morning,

I was able to obtain Juliana 's narrative.

Brennan had approached her several times,

but on Thursday the 23rd

he invited her to take photos down at the beach.

He was wearing combat pants and boots -- hunting.

In the van, he tried to force oral sex,

but he couldn't get an erection.

He gave her a can of soda

that probably contained a date rape drug.

She got dizzy and passed out.

We have hits on VICAP that connect this offender

to assaults in Washington, D.C., Florida, and Texas.

I've profiled the subject

as a power-assertive serial rapist.

I disagree with the diagnosis as power-assertive.

I think he has an anti-social personality disorder.

She's talking about a criminal profile

so we can nail this idiot,

not a diagnosis so he can go into therapy

and have a nice day.

( laughter )

Okay, so, why did he let Juliana go?

He takes trophy photos and releases them with the words,

"You'll never forget me."

That's his message to the world.

"I want you to feel my pain."

What about the girl in the park?

Well, the footprint in the park matches the U.V. image

of the boot on Juliana's back.

It was Brennan.

And we have confirmation from Juliana

that her picture was in his studio.

Why did he kill this one?

Maybe it was a fluke.

( sighs ) We're on that, sir.

You know, maybe I can help out here.

I went to the funeral, and I talked to the mom.

Arlene Hartounian had a heart condition.

She died of an aortic rupture.

It messed up Brennan 's scenario.

Now, here's the game changer.

Arlene wanted to be a model.

Ray Brennan took these pictures.

We don't know that.

Okay, listen. Just listen for a second.

Over the past few months, three women have gone missing.

10 days ago, he killed Arlene.

Six days ago, he took Juliana.

He is going after someone else.

( indistinct conversations )

Jason: Hi.

( sighs )

After 9/11, like a lot of people,

I wanted to serve my country.

I became a teacher.

But in the end, I had to quit the school system

because the city government is corrupt.

Council members were lining their pockets.

Kids couldn't even get a hot lunch.

I believe in fairness. I do.

I joined the Bureau

because it's the most powerful law enforcement agency in the world.

I want to fix things. I know this is the place.

Well, our environment isn't for everyone.

It's for me.

I'm gonna prove it to you.

I looked at L.A. police reports

for similarities to Ray Brennan's profile.

This is from Culver City.

A 19-year-old girl named Roxy Santos calls 911

to report that her mother's boyfriend, Carl Vincent,

is beating up on her mom.

It's most likely the girl who's being abused,

but she withdraws the complaint.

What, she's protecting this fool?

Roxy is close in age to Juliana.

They live within striking distance of the mini-mall.

Carl Vincent could be Ray Brennan.

He could have left Arizona to find new hunting ground.

Why?

Something changed, life stress --

We don't know.

Look at this.

Carl Vincent works in a drug store in the photo lab

and he drives a blue van.

Turn left at the abandoned house.

( police radio chatter )

( turn signal clicking )

Jason: That's Brennan 's house.

( sea gulls squawking )

The neighbor I.D.'d Brennan 's photo as Carl Vincent.

I like it.

He said the Vincent family

is away at a church retreat in Lake Arrowhead,

but they're supposed to be back.

According to the lab report,

a paint chip found on Juliana 's clothing

indicates that she was brought to an old house

on loamy soil.

What kind of soil are these houses built on?

Uh...are you -- you're asking me?

You were born on a farm, right?

We're not in Kansas anymore, Ana.

How did you prove yourself when you were starting out?

I made sure I was always the first one through the door.

There's the mother.

- Call for backup? - Not yet.

Right.

We don't want to look like idiots.

There's a white male in the car.

If it's Brennan, I'll approach him,

and you back me up.

Grab the sleeping bags.

Initiate.

Mother: Do you have a brain in your head?

( car door closes )

FBI. Freeze.

We have an arrest warrant for Ray Brennan.

- Stay with her! Call for backup! - Stop. FBI. Stop!

( siren wailing )

( police radio chatter )

Set up a perimeter. Start knocking on doors.

The mother in the front seat.

( cellphone beeping )

( sighs ) Send the E.R.T. over here.

We need to process the car and the house.

Size 10, just like the imprint on Juliana 's back.

Was he also molesting the little girl who lives here?

Mom says no, but mom's an addict.

Lost the kids for a while.

Social services has volumes on her.

Jason: Brennan buys the groceries. He keeps some kind of order.

She's an enabler. He's a manipulator.

Made in heaven.

So, how did he end up here?

Sullivan: According to Mrs. Santos,

Brennan grew up in Culver City.

His stomping ground becomes his hunting ground.

But his father was also former military.

He and Brennan 's mother were divorced.

He's got an older sister named Rose.

- ( cellphone ringing ) -The last address we have for her is Phoenix.

Sullivan: Maybe that's why Brennan left Arizona --

the sister finally kicks out the crazy brother.

Which makes him even crazier.

( cellphone beeps )

Hey, Poppy. What happened?

I don't faint.

- Then how did you hit your head? - I tripped.

You were on the bike,

and you didn't take your blood pressure pills.

They don't work.

They give me erectile dysfunction.

( groans ) Okay, I don't have time for this.

( sighs )

( coughs )

( water splashes )

Damn.

( toilet flushes )

Poppy: Going fishing?

Why me?

( laughs ) Oh, Poppy.

Really?

What?

Are these vintage?

You mean like me? Ask my neighbor, Beverly.

Can I have this?

It's my collection.

There's a whole stack of them.

That's why it's called a collection.

( sighs ) Take your pill.

Ana.

I've made a match.

The wear pattern on the gym shoes

is the same as the boot.

You're a man of many talents, Hugh.

Especially the art of cheesecake.

( sighs )

- Bloody hell. - ( chuckles )

How did you get hold of that?

Oh, confidential source.

Look, if you were Ray Brennan,

where would you go to find models?

It seems kind of random to pick up girls on benches.

If I were totally desperate, I'd probably go on photo day.

What is photo day?

A meet-up between wannabe photographers and models.

It's supposed to be squeaky-clean --

over 18, no physical contact.

Strictly amateur night. Pathetic, if you ask me.

So, where would he go to find out about photo day?

Um...on the Internet, of course.

Sullivan: We retrieved the hard drives from the computers

of Juliana Meyer-Murphy and Arlene Hartounian

and looked at their calendars.

If we can find a connection between them,

we'd know where he was finding these girls.

It looks like Juliana never went to photo day.

Hold your girdle, Myrtle.

I crossed the data on Arlene's computer

with every single photo day in southern California

in the past six months, and here's the match.

( computer beeps )

Arlene Hartounian messaged a girlfriend

that she was gonna model at a photo show two weeks ago

at the Chinese garden.

What, the blue means rained out?

Exactly. Remember that?

It rained for a week solid. My garden was so happy.

He's still compelled to find a victim,

so he goes to the mini-mall instead.

Photo day is a new and better hunting ground.

But because of the rain,

he goes back to his usual pattern.

When's the next photo day?

- Man: there you go. Good. - Man #2: Good. Just like that.

Woman: Like this?

Man: I'm not sure. Come this way.

Woman #2: I'm ready.

Man: Good, good.

( indistinct conversations )

Up, up, up, up.

Man: Good!

Excuse me, folks.

I'm looking for a photographer named Ray --

also goes by Carl. Have you seen him?

Man: Perfect!

Woman: Can I smile in this one?

( cellphone beeping )

( indistinct conversations, camera shutters clicking )

Man: That's good. That's good.

( cellphone beeps )

Hold that, hold that.

Hey, guys. Have you seen a photographer named Ray?

Also goes by Carl.

( indistinct conversations )

( camera shutters clicking )

Man: Okay, chin up. Great.

Close your eyes and then just pop them open.

( cellphone beeps )

( girl laughing )

This is really pretty.

That's it, sweetie. Twirl for the camera.

Nice. Now, let's twirl the other way.

- Okay. - Beautiful.

Woman: Smile, honey. Smile.

Hi. Um, I 'm the mom.

Sonoma has her own website.

I always tell my girls

you've got to use your looks while you've still got them,

right? ( laughs )

- You have another daughter? - Yeah. That's Bridget.

That's Sonoma's sister. She's a model, too.

They don't do lingerie.

Is Bridget here?

She's working with another gentleman.

They went to his studio.

Is this the photographer?

That's him with short hair, yeah.

How long ago did they leave?

I've been watching the baby.

He said the studio was right around here

at his, uh, mother's house.

( cellphone beeping )

( cellphone rings )

Special Agent Ana Grey -- FBI.

( breathing heavily )

( dialing )

( ringing )

( cellphone rings )

Hello?

Who is this?

Mom? Mom!

Help me!

He says he's gonna kill me!

Oh, God.

She said h-he's gonna kill her.

Call Kyle.

I'm on it.

Sonoma! Sonoma, honey.

Kyle, I 'm sending you the number

from a call just made by the suspect.

Okay, good. I'm getting the number now.

Find this number for me, will you?

Brennan's sequence -- he's compelled to call

the mother of the girl and make her suffer, too.

It's just like Juliana and her mom.

( cellphone rings )

Yeah, but this time he didn't know we were listening.

Kyle got the address of where he took the girl.

- Tell me it's Culver City. - You got it!

You drive.

A.S.A.C. Galloway!

Brennan's abducted a 19-year-old female

from the Chinese Garden and taken her

to his mother's house in Culver City.

Copy that address.

I'm activating S.W.A.T. and alerting the other agencies.

Sir, I know this subject.

Please, do not go into that house until I get there.

( whimpering )

( tires squeal )

( tires screech )

We passed that house.

We just didn't know what we were looking at.

( police radio chatter )

I set a perimeter around that house.

No one comes through except on my command, you got it?

( indistinct conversations )

Get her in there to talk to the suspect.

Woman: Yeah, I'm looking at it.

What's your position, Ana?

At the rear of the house.

- We're ready to make the call. - Got my ear in.

Do we know if she's in the house?

She could be in the van.

He could be assaulting her right now.

Do we have eyes on the van?

We're 30 seconds from securing the perimeter.

30 seconds is too long.

Barbara, ask the mom what Bridget is wearing.

What clothes did your daughter wear today?

Um...uh, she's dressed the same as her sister,

but she has a red cowboy hat.

Red with sparkles.

Sullivan: Okay. Did you get that?

Yep. That's Bridget's.

Back it up. Let's go around.

Mike, what have you got?

Brennan's van's parked near the house.

Uh-huh.

We think the victim's inside.

- Okay, where's Ana? - She's clearing the van.

All right.

Ana: Okay.

Jason: First one through the door.

Getting in closer.

Agent Grey is approaching the van.

Ana: The van is clear.

- Going closer to the house. - S.W.A.T.'s in position.

We're ready to make the call.

( telephone ringing )

( ringing continues )

( crying )

Help!

( screaming )

There's screaming inside the house.

All right, let's go in.

What are we waiting for? Come on.

Sir, we are in position.

We can go in so no one gets hurt.

Negotiate first. I don't want to explain to Bridget 's parents

she's not coming home tonight

because we thought it was a good idea to kick in the door

instead of making a phone call.

- He's not picking up. - I know this guy.

- Let me get face-to-face and I can negotiate. - Too late for that.

I can use a ruse to gain entry through the front door.

No way. I am not risking an agent's life.

Well, this girl's life is at risk now.

- Sorry, sir. Exigent circumstances. - Damn it, Ana!

Careful. You're interrupting his ritual.

That's what I'm trying to do.

- ( grunts ) Shh! - ( crying )

No more yelling, okay?

Huh? No more! Shh!

It's all good. It's all good, you hear me?

Now I want you to drink this.

Drink. Open your mouth.

Open your mouth. Open your mouth!

Drink.

Stand down. Ana is going in.

( knocking on door )

Brennan: Yeah, what do you want?

Good afternoon, sir.

Uh, do you believe the Bible is only a book?

Guys! Guys, there's a cop car approaching!

Get that vehicle out of here!

Hi, there.

Hi. How you doing, sir?

- What's going on? - ( gasps )

Is that a KA-BAR knife? You must be former marine.

- Yes, I served my country. - Yeah.

I love my country.

You know, I don--

I don't have any idea what's going on here.

So, maybe we could just take a br--

Tell me what you did in the marines.

I was an advanced troop movement photographer.

( crash )

Is there somebody else in the house?

Yeah. There's a girl down there.

I'm sure she's okay.

( telephone ringing )

So there's a girl downstairs,

and she's okay, pretty much?

You know, nothing bad has happened,

and it doesn't have to.

( ringing continues )

Cool it, guys.

Stop the phone.

Hey, it's just a phone, all right?

You can answer it or not. It's really your choice.

( busy signal )

( grunting )

Aah!

I'm with the FBI! Aah!

Aah! Aah!

I'm a federal agent!

You'll get the death...penal--

- Ugh! - ( grunting )

- You'll get the death penalty. - Let's go in. Come on.

Not until my boss says so.

( breathing heavily )

( panting )

It's no good. It's no good!

I just can't hurt you if you're gonna fight me.

May I have permission to get up, sir?

Yes, ma'am.

He's hit his upper limit.

He'll press the reset button and regain control.

( panting )

The phone was the FBI negotiator.

Oh, yeah?

You're former military.

You know we take care of our own.

Wait. Run that by me again?

You're not selling Bibles?

I'm a federal agent.

Ray: How'd you get here?

Jason: Good, she's got him talking.

Let me see your credentials.

On my waist.

Oh.

We've been after you for a long time, sir.

( chuckles )

Where's the other girl? Can you take me to her?

Oh, gladly. Come on down.

I couldn't get you to take these flex-cuffs off, could I?

Shh!

Okay. First team in the rear.

- You guys take the front. - You got it.

Bridget -- ( gasps )

Brennan : This one is an 8.

My preferred type has fuller lips.

But she was trusting --

the most innocent creature.

( gasps )

( screaming in distance )

( sighs )

Your photos are impressive.

No, you mean I'm a sick puppy.

So, why would a normal person -- why would he do this?

Well, it's your collection.

It means something to you.

Yes. It does.

So, next time they call, maybe you should answer

'cause otherwise they'll come in here

and just torch your stuff.

Can I share something?

Little ringlets are out.

They're not ringlets. It's just wavy.

I prefer a ponytail with the ears showing.

( telephone ringing )

Ana: Answer it.

Yeah, why should I?

Tell them what you want.

Oh, okay.

( ringing continues )

I want to see my sister.

You make her appear.

Okay. Tell them.

Go on.

Hey, buddy.

Do you believe the Bible is only a book?

Huh? ( laughs )

Whatever works, my friend. This is Kyle.

How's everybody in the house?

Oh, well, everybody is fine.

That's good.

That's good. How's Ana Grey?

FBI Ana Grey?

Oh, s-she can't come to the phone right now.

Look, you got two ladies in there, right?

Why not let one of them go?

Oh, no, no, no, no. No way. Not ever.

You're gonna have to come in here, Kyle, and get me!

( receiver slams )

Hey, is there something we can do, sir?

Ana, stop! I know what you're doing.

You're creating a psychological profile of me.

Give me a break. I can't even s--

And you can't help me! Do you get that?!

Get the sister on the phone.

Why'd you take your shirt off, Ray?

I bet you didn't think you'd go down like this.

Brennan is going into his ritual.

Distract him or bust in there now.

Tell him he can see his sister.

We got a problem, boss. Rose Brennan is deceased.

Tell him the truth.

Oh, there's my baby.

Now she's getting up.

( telephone ringing )

What the hell?

Kyle: I 'm sorry to tell you, Ray --

your sister's gone.

She died of a heart attack a year and a half ago.

No. No, no, no, no. Y-you're lying.

This is part of your game.

I'll never lie to you, Ray.

I'm looking at the death certificate now.

No.

I'm afraid your sister's gone.

( Ray crying )

Kyle: Let us help you through this.

( receiver slams )

Hey, what's going on?

He says that Rose is dead.

No-nobody told me.

I'm sorry for your loss.

( sighs )

Your sister loved you. Isn't that right?

Yeah.

She knew you were a good person, Ray.

But, I don't know, something happened --

something bad -- and you couldn't stop it.

But your sister would want you to put the knife down now.

( sighs )

Rose would want you to walk out of here whole, Ray.

She can't be here to help you now, but I can.

Okay? Ray?

Look. Here.

Put your shirt on,

and let's walk out of here together.

Come on.

Good. You put the knife away.

Mike, move to green.

Detective Berringer, status.

Charge is in place.

On my mark.

They're gonna shoot me.

No, they won't.

'Cause we're gonna do everything slow and easy, okay?

I'm reaching for my phone to call my team.

( cellphone beeps )

Mr. Brennan has agreed to surrender.

Stand down when we come through the door.

- Copy that. - Ana: Okay.

Let's do it. Come on.

That's it, sir. We're almost there.

Go ahead.

No! No!

Ray!

Execute!

( charge beeps )

Ray, freeze! Freeze.

No use, Brennan! Drop the knife!

Drop the knife! Marine!

Aah! All right!

( groaning )

Get him out of here.

You okay?

Yeah.

Well played.

Tell Jason that.

It's his arrest.

It is?

Dude, she just gave you your first arrest.

Like I gave to her. It's what we do.

Thank you. I'll never forget you.

Yeah, well, you're in the Bureau now, okay,

not the Cub Scouts.

So, let's talk about these shorts.

( chuckles )

- ( sirens wailing ) - Hey.

( police radio chatter )

You're free to go.

Ana, we got all the stats?

Yes, sir.

What do we got from FBI Austin?

( sighs )

Jane Doe, Austin -- deceased.

Trudy McCrae, Miami -- rape victim.

Martha Fontaine, Washington, D.C. -- rape victim.

Arlene Hartounian, Los Angeles -- deceased.

Bridget Randall, Los Angeles -- kidnapped.

Roxy Santos, Los Angeles -- abused.

Juliana Meyer-Murphy, Los Angeles -- rape victim.

Come on.