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Previously on "Criminal Minds: Evolution"...

I think you figured out who killed your sister Alison.

Her boyfriend, Lee? Tyler: Yes.

He's Sicarius?

He's the one you're looking for.

I kissed Tyler Green.

You have to break it off with him.

I do not want to be responsible

for what happens if you do not go.

Ramona, would you be able

to identify the man that kidnapped you?

It isn't you who should be afraid.

It's your husband. It's your children.

Penelope said she put together a list of names

and addresses of people in the Pacific Northwest,

one of whom may have called Sicarius

while he was in that hardware store.

It's a long list.

What, you're gonna go door-to-door?

That's right. Old school.

It's been 10 days

since you walked out of this house,

no phone call, no text. Is it over?

No. No, it's not over.

I have a lot I need to tell you.

I'll be home tonight.

Hello. I'm David Rossi with the FBI.

May I ask you a few questions?

I want to say those vows and mean them.

It doesn't matter where or how.

As long as I can spend the rest of my life

living them with you.

May I come in?

You left the funeral early.

I couldn't watch them put the coffin in the ground.

I couldn't watch them cl-close her up like that.

Do you think she'll forgive me?

Of course.

I couldn't be there in those final moments.

I couldn't do it.

Beautiful family.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. Uh, what is this about?

Oh, we're just following up on a lead to see

if anyone can recognize this man.

I-I mean, I-I know the angle is off.

All you can really make out is his jawline.

But... But a wife would know.

By any chance, is that your husband?

Hmm. Uh, where was that taken?

Chattanooga, Tennessee.

Uh, excuse me.

Hey. Hey.

Uh, I just got an alert on the app.

Who's at our house? An FBI agent

who just showed me footage of you in Chattanooga.

What were you doing in Chattanooga?

Cindy, did you check his I.D.?

Yes. His name is Agent David Rossi.

Okay. Listen to me very carefully.

Are the girls home? No.

Good, good.

Have your mother get them and Keep them with her.

Do not panic. Okay?

But this man is very dangerous.

You have to explain this to me right now.

I didn't lose my job.

I quit. I found out the business

was involved in something that could get us in trouble.

And now it has.

So you need to get this man out of our house.

Just look him in the eye and say completely normally,

"I understand."

I understand. Perfect. Perfect.

Now tell him you're not gonna answer any more questions

without a lawyer and...

And make a point of keeping me on the phone.

He will not hurt you if he knows there's a witness.

I won't be answering any more questions

without my lawyer.

No problem.

Um, call me if you change your mind.

And please let your husband know

I have a few questions for him, too.

What did you do?

I'll explain everything when I get home.

I'm on my way.

Elias, El... Fuck.

Are you positive Elias Voit is Sicarius?

It'll be a heavy lift to reopen the investigation.

No, I'm not positive,

but the wife recognized him from the footage.

And she's a spitting image of Sicarius' last victim, Ramona.

Okay, that's Elias Voit, V-O-I-T, uh, from North Redmond.

Yeah? Rossi: That's the one.

I need everything we can get on him.

I've got his driver's license,

Social Security and work history.

He's a network security analyst.

Fired after last Thanksgiving.

He works in high-end cryptography.

That's how he's been able to stay ahead of us this entire time.

Oh, he should enjoy that because it's short-lived.

Address and travel and phone number

is gonna take a hot second, but I'm gonna get it.

So, Elias and Sydney Voit have been married for 15 years,

right before his first documented kill

in the first shipping container.

So he got married

and then started his little project.

Every time he told his wife he needed alone time

or traveled for work, he was hunting.

Yeah, they have two kids.

Holly, age 14, and Harlow, age 10.

Their birthdays track

with the pauses in his killing.

Well, serial killers sometimes take a break to have kids.

I mean, Dennis Rader and Green River did.

It's hard to be a new dad and a psychopath

at the same time.

We need a timeline putting him in the areas of abduction.

When we make an arrest, it's got to be bulletproof.

Okay, first, we have to go back

to the attorney general and justify this.

Tara, you and I are gonna present

all the forensic detail we can gather

over the next hour. Move fast.

Voit's wife tipped him off.

He knows we're getting close,

and he'll try to slip away again.

Keep me posted.

Sir, someone just walked in and asked to see you.

I'm Elias Voit.

You want to talk to me?

The Latin phrase "memento mori"

translates to "Remember that you must die."

Roman slaves whispered it to their generals

to prevent them from being consumed by hubris.

We have a few minutes left.

Does anyone else want to share?

Maybe one of our newcomers.

I'll go.

Hi. Rebecca.

Grateful, Al-Anon.

Hi, Rebecca.

So it's been a year.

I'm still trying to get back on my feet after the divorce.

It's funny.

After the dad I grew up with,

I swore I wouldn't marry a drunk.

But I did.

Now I'm beginning to wonder if I'll ever

have a healthy relationship.

But thanks to the program and my sponsor,

I know I have to work on myself first.

So...

Thanks for letting me share.

Thank you for that share, Rebecca.

Okay, everyone, that's all the time that we have.

Hi.

Um, I'm Tara, uh, L.

Tara L.

Hi. Rebecca.

Uh, your first time at this meeting?

Uh, it's... it's my first time

at Al-Anon, um, like, ever.

Oh, wow.

Yeah.

What brings you in?

I also had an alcoholic father.

But my qualifier?

Is... Is that the right word?

Yep. Okay.

Just call him by his name.

Uh, my ex, Daryl.

So, um, h-how about you?

Who's your qualifier?

Uh, Elaine.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. I'm an idiot.

No, no, no.

Don't worry about it.

Uh, I know how hard it is to come to these meetings

when you don't know anybody. Yeah.

Want to get coffee some time?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah, I would... I would really like that.

Our prime suspect, Elias Voit,

just walked into the Seattle field office,

practically baiting us to arrest him.

We need DOJ approval to prove he is Sicarius.

Why would I give my approval

on a case that I closed myself?

Because Voit fits our geographical profile

in a way that the previous suspect did not.

He lives near the first shipping container

and has been documented near the second shipping container.

You're gonna need more than that

to make me change my mind, agents.

Ma'am, as counsel for the department,

I think we need to cover our asses on this one.

This is a high-profile, high body count investigation.

We need to be sure.

You have 48 hours, but you're on a short leash.

Hey, Rebecca.

Thank you for that.

When it comes to profiling, your team is the best.

It's how you prove it that's the problem.

Yeah.

Um, yeah, a-about that.

Listen, um, when all of this is over,

can we get a cup of coffee?

Just one cup so I can make amends for Silvio Herrera.

No. I miss you.

And I'm not trying to be cruel.

But I've been offered a job in the Sacramento office.

It's all I've got.

I have to take it.

So, um...

I accept your amends.

Goodbye, Tara.

Sorry to bother you, Mr. Voit.

No bother. How can I help?

We're looking for a suspect

in a serial-killer investigation.

We think we spotted him in Chattanooga.

So, um, is that, uh...?

That's me.

I was in Chattanooga around last Thanksgiving.

You were? Mm-hmm.

Well, lucky me.

So can you confirm details of that trip?

Y-Yeah, sure. Um...

I'm sorry.

It's... You're famous.

I've read every single one of your books.

Every one?

Every one.

Get a lot out of them?

Uh, I like that one, um, "Obsession," about the guy

who disarticulated bodies

so that he could dissolve them in acid.

No kidding.

Our suspect had a shipping container

up in Yakima.

Well, that's my backyard.

I know.

And he would take them there

to try out different methods of murder.

Ooh. Creepy. I know.

And one of the methods was disarticulation

followed by acid.

I read true crime.

I don't live it.

That's good.

Yes. So I know what this game is.

I know why you're talking to me

out in the middle of the office

instead of taking me into some interview room

and whacking me over the face with a phone book.

That's not my style.

No, no, no.

Your style is you study.

You study every syllable, every pause.

If I nervously swallow

or cross my hands over my crotch

as a unconscious protective measure.

You have read my books.

Mm-hmm.

It's tough, though, isn't it? What is?

Well, every time you write one of these books,

you have to be careful how much detail you include

because if you're not careful...

you're giving a wannabe killer rules for killing.

Did Cyrus give you rules?

Who?

Cyrus.

I don't know a Cyrus.

Well, I'm getting ahead of myself.

Our suspect was raised by a man named Cyrus.

Hmm.

This guy, Cyrus... bad guy.

How bad? Oh, the worst.

Local police found him dead in his house.

But from what we know,

if someone had to grow up under his thumb...

I'd almost feel sorry for that poor son of a bitch.

Almost.

There's something I've always wanted to ask you.

When you were writing about pursuing Mr. Acid Guy,

you said that your first wife left you.

You weren't sleeping. You almost lost your badge.

Did that really happen?

Yeah, that really happened.

Why?

I have friends with government jobs.

They punch in, they go home.

They don't get obsessed.

Not really.

Not the way the killers you write about in your books do.

I guess what I'm asking, Dave,

is did you really go the distance?

I always go the distance, Elias.

That's why I came in.

I can't hide anything from you.

Oh.

This is my entire life.

Go through it.

It'll tell you.

I am not the man you're looking for.

So, can I go?

Don't go far.

There's nothing on Elias Voit?

I'm telling you.

Cellphone, travel records, GPS, they all line up.

I mean, yeah, we can't trust the source,

but based on what Elias Voit handed over,

he was not where Sicarius was.

With two exceptions.

He admitted to Chattanooga and we have him in DC

when we arrested Tyler Green.

Those are both major metropolitan cities.

I mean, any lawyer worth a damn would shrug that off

and say, "Yeah, my client was there. So what?"

We need a positive identification.

Is there any way Ramona Havener would cooperate?

She just needs to pick him out of a lineup.

I have left her multiple voicemails.

Whatever Sicarius did to her,

she's too terrified to cooperate further.

That's okay. It is?

Yeah.

Because we know somebody who will cooperate.

Hi. Will?

Will, you're here.

Wait, you're here? I am.

Tyler's sister is a cold case at D.C. Metro.

And since I have a relationship with the BAU,

I volunteered to take it. What do we have?

Rossi has a possible lead in Seattle.

Alvez and I are hoping that you can help us confirm it.

He's not here.

You sure? Have a closer look.

I'm sure. Sorry.

Tyler, we spent... what?

Couple of hours on your cognitive.

All that time, you never said sorry.

Not once.

A guy like you says sorry, you mean, "leave me alone."

Sorry.

Uh, c-could you fellas give us a second?

Luke is blunt, but he's not off target.

Penelope...

I don't know what to say.

Okay, I'll help you. Look me in the eye

and tell me it's not one of those people.

It's not.

Now, is there anything else I can do to help?

No.

Alright.

I'll call you, okay?

Uh-huh.

Sydney. Sydney, hey.

What is going on?

Hey, I need you to pack a bag for yourself and the girls.

At least a week's worth of stuff.

Come on. No.

You said you were going to explain everything to me,

and I'm not moving until you do.

Okay.

Okay, see this guy?

He was our lead programmer in Atlanta.

Is that Hal from next door?

Please.

I'm not the guy. I'm not Hal.

You are tonight.

No, no.

His name's Brandon Jones,

and he found out that the company was transferring

a certain slush fund

to cryptocurrency for some bad people.

And that's when I tapped out.

Sydney, I haven't just been looking

for a new job this whole time.

I've been looking for a safe place for us to escape.

Stop! Stop!

This is ridiculous.

This doesn't even make any sense.

So... So a slush fund?

Uh, drug... drug money, as far as I can tell.

And cryptocurrency, what does that have anything...

It's how they launder the money.

Okay. Well, you quit.

So why would anyone be after us?

Because I have the codes in my head.

Then... Then go to the FBI. No.

This guy, Agent Rossi, I Googled him.

He's a real agent.

That's what Brandon did, and no one ever saw him again.

But that's probably because

he's in the witness protection program.

Sydney, Sydney, this is the missing person page

that his wife made, trying to ask anyone to help find him.

You don't go into witness protection without your family.

You sure? Yes.

I-I wasn't.

But I called his wife and she said that some...

Some FBI agent showed up out of nowhere

telling her some crazy story about who Brandon really was

just to try and get her to doubt her own husband.

And then he asked her to get in the car

to go answer some questions, and she said no.

And it probably saved her life.

Saved her life how?

Because Brandon got in the car,

and she never heard from him again.

What is happening? I don't know.

Look, okay.

Maybe I'm just paranoid. Maybe everything's fine.

Maybe this... This David Rossi guy is legit.Yeah.

But if he finds us somehow and asks us to get in the car,

then we're in trouble.

So we need to go, okay?

Okay.

Like, now, Sydney.

Yeah. Come on.

Dave, we don't have enough to make an arrest.

Anything on your end?

The wife, Sydney.

She could be a weak link.

If I give her a gentle push, I might get her to talk.

We have less than 48 hours. Don't be gentle.

Understood.

Ah, hi, hey, it's me.

Um, mm.

I was just...

I was just thinking about you.

Don't... Don't call me back. Okay, bye.

Hey, it's me.

Um, mm.

I was just... I was just thinking about you.

Don't... Don't call me back. Okay, bye.

Thank you for calling Redwood Airlines.

How can I help you today?

Hi. I'd like to book a flight to Seattle.

One way.

You're pretty good at that.

Thanks.

Don't mind me.

I'm just gonna nap here for, like, ever.

You want to grab some sleep?

Oh, I wish. There's laundry,

groceries, and pumping to do in that order.

Alison, I know being a single mom is tough.

I just...

I'm here for you, okay?

And no matter what.

Don't say that.

You're my little brother. You deserve your own life.

So did Mom, but she had us.

It was always the three of us.

Now it's the four of us.

Oh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

♪ Shattered

♪ Shattered

♪ Love and hope and sex and dreams ♪

♪ Are still surviving on the street ♪

♪ Look at me!

♪ I'm in tatters!

♪ Does it matter? ♪ Uh-huh

♪ Does it matter? ♪ Uh-huh

♪ I'm a shattered

You seem a little upset, Mrs. Voit.

What do you want from us?

You talked to your husband, didn't you? Yeah.

He told you a story about who he is.

Maybe about who I am.

Well, I have a different story.

It's about a young girl named Sydney.

She had a tough childhood... Abusive dad, victimized mom.

So Sydney swore

when she thought about getting married

that she would never make the same mistakes her mom did.

That's...

How do you know that?

Psychopaths have a type when it comes to wives.

Now, he would never hurt you physically, no.

He manipulated you in a different way.

What's the first thing you look for when you meet a man?

I mean, even subconsciously.

Come on.

You know. A-A wedding ring.

Exactly.

A woman relaxes when she sees one.

So do other men.

A married man is neutered.

He's not a threat.

And that's why Elias keeps his on when he hunts.

You're the reason

he's the most prolific serial killer

I've ever seen.

You know, you almost had me

until you said serial killer.

Well, let me prove it to you.

Come down to the FBI office.

I'll drive.

Oh, my God. He was right.

Sydney.

Sydney.

Listen to me, Sydney.

Please! You and your kids...

Elias! You were right.

He found us. Hey, are you stalking us?

No, I was trying to have a conversation with your wife.

He followed me into the store.

Is this what the FBI does now?

You arrest innocent men and their wives in supermarkets?

Well, I want the world to know

that Special Agent David Rossi

will not leave my family alone.

This was just posted

on an anti-government Facebook page.

Agent Rossi has just confirmed FBI overreach.

Ma'am, Agent Rossi did what I ordered him to do.

You gave us two days.

We had to push hard.

What do you recommend?

We don't have a choice.

We need to pull Rossi out of the field.

And when he gets back,

I want you to pull his badge and his gun.

That is an overreaction.

Overreaction?

You gave the orders. I should pull yours.

So the next words out of your mouth determine

how I clean up this mess.

Rossi is benched. That is final.

You either say "yes, ma'am" or follow him out the door.

Yes, ma'am.

I can't believe this. I know.

I can't either, but you did great back there.

So now what?

Do we go to the FBI?

I mean, we can.

But... we don't know how deep this thing goes.

We'd just be gambling on whether or not

we get lucky with who we talk to.

I have a place where no one will find us.

But I just need a day to make sure that it's safe.

We have to be smart about this.

How?

Well, the FBI can track us via GPS and credit cards.

So we pay cash for everything, and we stay offline.

So we have to keep the girls off their phones.

No, Elias, that's impossible.

How am I supposed... I know, I know.

They're not gonna understand what's happening, but we will.

Next part is the hard part. We have to split up.

You have to go with the girls to a hotel.

No, Elias, we can't split up.

I can't do this on my own. Yes, you can. You can.

It's not forever.

I'm just gonna take a flight to Spokane

and double back in a rental car.

So if anyone's following me, I can lose them.

This is insane.

This is our life now?

I don't even know how you're thinking like this.

Because this is all I've been thinking about since I quit.

Just planning for this. It's why I've been

in such a shitty mood for the past few months.

I was trying to keep it from you, but now I...

I can't.

I'm scared.

I'm scared too.

Tyler? Tyler, it's me.

Call me back. I mean it.

Like, I-I mean it, mean it.

Yikes. You mean it, mean it.

Something is amiss.

I mean, it's not like him

not to call back after four calls.

Two calls, but four calls, that's a first.

How many times do you call him exactly?

Oh, some time.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on a second.

We need to talk, you and me.

Come on! Him?

Yes.

Him.

He's part of our case.

Does Prentiss know? Sort of.

She told me to call it off, which I was going to.

But then, oh, my God, he is marvelous in bed.

And that's saying something because I'm pretty spectacular.

Whoa.

Now, I hit this note I have never made.

It was like, ah, ah! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Too much.

It was like a high C.Too much.

I know, I know. I know it is.

But I need to share it with somebody.

I have to. I have to.

Alvez, I can't talk to JJ

because she's gonna be the voice of common sense,

so she's gonna agree with Prentiss.

I can't talk to Tara because Tara had her heart broken.

And I need a friend and you're the only one.

Sounds like I'm the last one.

Look, whatever.

I just I got to say one thing.

Alright?

You sure know how to pick them.

This is gonna be messy.

Oh, that's implying it wasn't already messy.

No, stop, stop, no! Which it was.

Stop! No, I will share.

He did some amazing moves that you should share. I don't want to hear it.

You know what? Goodbye.

You want to come in?

I'm good.

Come on.

Open a nice bottle of wine.

We both know that's about the dumbest thing I could do.

Ah, probably for the best.

I got a hot blonde in there

with about three minutes left before she suffocates.

Anyway, if you change your mind,

park around back.

You'll get a ticket here on the street.

Shit!

FBI!

Dude, I was kidding.

2000 Petrus?

No, thanks.

What, do you think I'm gonna drug you?

Your body count is up to 52.

God knows how many more.

I'm not taking any chances.

I have these friends, Dan and Sheila.

I... Actually, they're podcast hosts.

Anyway, they have gone through

every single one of your cases,

and they have a pretty compelling argument

that the Behavioral Analysis Unit

is secretly terrible at profiling.

Like right now, for instance.

Why did you come in here, Dave?

To make a deal.

Do you have the authority to do that?

It's a gentlemen's agreement.

You let Sydney and your daughters go, I'll let you go.

You think I would trade my family for my freedom?

I love them.

I believe you.Oh.

And that love makes you unique among psychopaths.

And that's how I knew I would catch you through your family

and why it would be difficult to kill them.

Harlow especially.

But you will.

Jesus.

Dan and Sheila were right.

You've had intrusive thoughts

about murdering them ever since Cyrus.

Haven't you?

Ohh, that's a yes.

There's a term for what you're going through.

It's called devolution.

Yes, I know what devolution is.

Then you know it never ends well.

Here's what I think.

I think you're devolving a bit yourself

because I'm here

and you can't do anything about it.

Well, maybe you should stay right there

and keep your hands where I can see them.

What? You're gonna shoot

an unarmed man in his own house?

Well, maybe I am devolving.

My career is over.

What the hell have I got to lose?

That is an interesting question,

but it's not the most interesting question.

The most interesting question is why would I need drugs

and the wine and a gun in the kitchen

when you're a 70-year-old man...

and I'm not?

Man.

I know, right?

The backyard's perfect. It even has a pool.

But the best part is

the baby would have her own room.

Aww.

I mean, it's everything that we wanted.

It is a lot of house, though, you know?

What?

Oh, nothing, nothing.

Don't "nothing" me. What is it?

The way I grew up, I've never wanted to put down roots.

And now... it's all I want.

I want a house where we can raise our kids

and our grandkids, just a place that's ours, you know?

No one can take from us.

I guess I see it here.

Holy shit. Are you nesting?

Oh, shit, I am.

Okay.

Okay?

Yeah. Let's do it.

What are you gonna do, Elias?

How far do you think you're gonna get

when they find my dead body here?

What are you, nuts?

I'm not gonna do it here.

My wife would murder me if I ruined her floors.

Have you heard from Rossi?

No. Why?

He hasn't checked in.

I'm having Garcia ping his phone.

Uh, not... not scary news. Could be fine.

Rossi's phone is off.

Well, can you route his last-known coordinates?

Of course. Here you go.

Alvez, JJ, fly to Seattle.

Do not engage with Elias Voit. Just bring Rossi home.

Something's wrong.

Rossi's cloud data has a weird link in it.

It looks like somebody tricked him into opening

something he should not have opened.

Was it Voit?

Uh, no, looks like a... A voicemail.

Let's see who this jerkface is.

Ah, hi, hey, it's me.

Um, mm.

I was just... I was just thinking about you.

Don't... Don't call me back. Okay, bye.

Penelope, is... Is that your voice?

Um, y-yes, but it... it...

Oh, my God.

But that was... That was meant for...

Tyler Green.

Because you disregarded my direct order.

This is what is gonna happen.

Penelope, you are gonna join Alvez and JJ in the field,

not just to find Rossi, but to pin down Tyler, too.

And the three of you are gonna have some help.

JJ? Yeah.

I need you to call in a favor from D.C. Metro.

I have to take a leak.

Too bad.

You're gonna let me piss my pants?

Should've worn your Depends before you came into my house.

Will you cut the old man shit?

It's condescending.Good.

'Cause I got to tell you, when Sydney told me

that you were in the house,

I was expecting David Rossi, the legend.

But what I got

was David Rossi, the AARP member.

I was hoping for a challenge.

Barely even raised my pulse.

Well, I can wiggle out of my pants.

Here we go. Hey. Hey!

What? You're not pissing in your own car.

Apparently, I don't have a choice.

Yes, you do.

You can wait until I unload your car and got a new one.

Oh, good luck with that.

The smell is gonna be awful.

Does urine have DNA?

Oh, wait. I'm so old.

I can't remember.

Fine, fine, fine.

Alright, come on. Where are we going?

You must have a destination in mind.

Don't worry your pretty little head about it.

Can you unzip yourself?

Why? You want to help?

Ah, damn it.

Alright, look,

if you really want to make my life difficult,

you can run out into the road,

wave them down. They'll probably stop.

But then I'd probably have to kill two,

maybe three more people, so...

It's your call.

Here we go.

Hey, man, you guys alright?

Yeah, we're good.

Got a flat tire or something? We can call AAA.

Make them go away

before they see your hands are tied.

No need! Just an old man

who couldn't make it to the next rest stop!

Alright. Have a good night.

Yeah, you too.

Finish up.

I guess discretion is the better part of valor.

Hey, Emily, we're on descent.

Uh, Metro got back to Will.

How you liking that jet, Will?

You know, I've heard a lot about it.

Never thought I'd get a ride on it.

What did you find?

When Tyler's family first reported his sister missing,

he gave us all of his cellphone numbers

in case she tried to contact him somehow.

One of them was still active,

which is why we had it and you guys didn't.

Can you send that number to Garcia? Already did.

And my IT department did the breakdown,

and earlier today, Tyler planted

a spear-phishing link on Rossi's phone,

which is like when you get a message

from a number that you already know,

like from a... A friend or relative.

Yeah, but it's a trick from a scammer.

You click on it, it opens up your entire phone.

That's right, but the only thing he accessed

was the location services on Rossi's phone,

which means he's tracking Dave.

He recognized Voit when we showed him the picture,

and he knew Rossi was on Voit's trail.

He looked me right in the face and he lied to me,

which is what I get for falling for someone

with an avoidant-attachment style.

Way to go, Penelope.

Okay, let's think this through.

Rossi's phone is off,

but Tyler Green's probably isn't.

Garcia, ping both numbers.

Yeah, uh, got him.

He's in Yakima County.

That's where the first shipping container was found.

Now, Rossi... He's never been there.

Tyler Green wouldn't even know where that is.

This is bad. You reroute to McAllister Field.

You guys will need to get out there as soon as you land.

You got it, boss. I'm gonna let the pilots know.

Yeah.

Well, that's it.

It's over.

Alright, come on.

Let's go.

Why are we here?

Oh, you don't recognize it?

It's where we found the first container.

Yeah, you can call it that, why not?

It's perfect, isn't it?

It's a cliché you write about in all your books,

how a serial killer always returns to where it all began.

Well, this is the beginning.

For you.

The loss of David Rossi's career,

frustration over never being able to catch Sicarius

proved too much for the old profiler,

so he returned to the investigation's beginning...

and blew his brains out.

Open up.

Drop it!

Tyler?!

Found you. Finally.

You are? You know who I am!

No, I really do not.

Tyler, he's baiting you!

Just shoot him!

You killed my sister, Alison.

Alison? Yeah.

You're gonna have to be a little more specific.

I killed a lot of Alisons.

Her name was Alison Green!

Tell me you killed her!

Oh.

A-Alison Green?

Yes. Okay.

But I'm sorry.

I cannot tell you I killed her.

But I can tell you what I did do.

Please, kid, don't listen.

I gave her a choice.

I told her she could take her own life

or I could go back and kill her baby.

And she chose her own life.

The one thing I'll never forget about it

as she put the noose around her own neck,

was that she said,

"Please, please, please, just tell my mom...

and Tyler that I love them."

I'm lying. She died crying like a little bitch.

Congratulations, Dave, you just earned yourself

a stay of execution.

Come on.

Get in.

Get in.

Do you want another glass of wine?

No, thank you. Two... Two drinks is my limit.

Okay.

I expected this place to be a little more lively, eh?

You hear about that weird flu coming out of China?

Everybody freaks out every year when they have a cold.

It's not like the world's gonna shut down.

So... Hmm?

What?

Uh, you...

I was just saying "so." Ah.

I don't know.

Uh, excuse me.

Could I have two more glasses of wine, please?

No. I said no.

They're both for me.

Look.

It felt so good when you asked me out,

but I am finding this to be very clunky.

Yes. Oh, thank God.

Okay. What were we thinking?

I don't know. But why?

I mean, it's...

It's not like this when we're at work.

Yes.

Can I share my truth with you?

When have you ever not?

I find it very hard to have a conversation with you

when I am not dunking on you.

That is cold.

With us, there absolutely

is something there, but not that.

And you're so great. I'm so great.

I know that your person is out there.

I know that my person is out there.

Where?

Thank you.

I don't know.

But I hope I know when I find them.

And now that I know you're not trying to get me drunk,

I'm gonna do so on my own volition.

Well, okay.

Whatever it takes.

To finding the right person.

It's right there, you guys.

Tyler's phone is right there.

Ready? Go.

Clear.Clear. Clear.

Container's 500 yards away.

Let's find ground.

Hey.

Just... Just stay calm. We're gonna find him.

Just stay with me.

I found him!

You got him?!

Yes! He's over here!

Oh, my God, oh, my God.

Shoulder wound. .45 caliber.

We need to staunch the bleeding.

I got you, lieutenant. Alright?

Just hang tight. I got you.

Aaah! Okay.

Sorry. Go ahead.

Put direct pressure right here.

Right there. Put it right there.

Pressure, your whole body. Oh, God.

Do not let up, alright?

Okay, I can do that, I can do that,

I can do that, I can do that. It's okay.

I'm sorry. Pain is good.

Pain is good. Just do not let up.

Okay, I won't, I won't.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

We got to do a sweep.

This is Agent Jareau. We've got one wounded.

GSW to the shoulder.

We need a medicare immediately.

I'm sorry.

It's okay, it's okay.

This is... This is what we're gonna do, okay?

This is how you're gonna make it up to me.

You're gonna stay alive.

And if you do, I promise, if you want,

I'll hold this over your head for years and years.

You can make it up to me.

Just... Just need to stay alive, okay?

Just do that.

Tyler, Tyler.

Tyler. Tyler. Tyler, don't.

He...

The attorney general needs a situation report.

I'm headed to get one myself.

Do we have a make and model on Voit's car?

Anything?

They got in touch with Seattle PD.

His wife's car is missing.

Voit's is still at home in the garage.

They're setting up checkpoints for Rossi's.

What's Tyler Green's status?

Unconscious, but alive.

He couldn't tell us anything.

We have to assume Voit's in the wind.

This is the part Voit's good at.

He knows how to escape.

If he hasn't switched cars already,

he will before we find Rossi's.

We've directed Seattle PD

to start combing through parking lots.

We know that's where he likes to meet buyers,

but we're so far behind.

He's... He's got to be in a different vehicle by now.

That's not our only problem.

When Voit wants to go to ground, he does literally.

Don't. Don't... Don't do this.

Don't leave me down here.

You want to kill me, kill me, but d-don't do this.

You got a little claustrophobia there?

I don't want to be under the ground, okay?

I just don't. Not like this.

That's too bad.

What is this place for, Lee?

I don't smell death here,

so you don't use it for the bodies.

Breaking it in with you.

I don't think so.

I used your birth name, and you didn't even notice.

You know what that tells me?

You're more of a cliché than... Than you even know.

This is where it all started.

Isn't it?

This is where Lee Duvall died and where Elias Voit was born.

This is where you and I end.

Good luck.

Are we safe? Almost.

Just one more thing, then they'll never find us.

Come on.

Paramedics say he's stable, but...

He lost a lot of blood.

Oh.What is it? What's wrong?

Uh, uh, call Prentiss. He's livestreaming.

Sharing it now.

Hey, uh, you seeing this? We see it.

Help! Help!

Help!

Help! Help!

Oh, no! Help!

Help! Help!

No, no, wait! Wait, wait! Wait, wait!

No, help! Dave.

Help!