All language subtitles for Criminal.Minds.Suspect.Behavior.S01E06

Here you go!

Throw me the ball!

Nice.
We did it.

Everybody out.

Whoa.
Oh.

Are we here?

[Chuckles]
Not yet, kiddo.

We have to hike
into the woods a little.

Wait, wait...What, what?
Excuse me?

I'm sorry, that wasn't
part of the deal.

Three hours in the car,
and then hiking?

Yeah. We'll
make it before sundown.

All right.
Fine.

- It's just one quick photo.
- Right.

I'm in, it's totally fun.

It's gonna be so fun.
I'm so excited about that.

I'm really excited.

Who are you waving at?

That man.
He's following us.

I don't see anybody.
Come with me.

Let's follow your father.
Let's go, guys.

[Chuckles]

Ten seconds.
Don't move.

- [Whispers] Smile.
- I'm hungry.

Smile and
hold still, kiddo.

Wait for the beep.

Why is this
a big deal, anyway?

[Camera beeps]
For your grandma.

I came here as a boy.
She has the same picture

with me and grandpa.
They're gonna love this.

We'll get chocolate chip
pancakes after.

- Awesome!
- [Chuckles]

Are you sure
you pressed the right button?

This thing never works.

[Beeping]
Give it a sec.

[Static crackles]

Shoot.
Battery's dead.

- Of course it is.
- [Sighs]

All righty then,
let's come back tomorrow.

- Who's hungry?
- Me.

- Me too.
- Hold on...Five minutes.

I'll be right back.
I promise.

[Sighs]

- Raindrops.
- Yeah, perfect.

Okay.
Batteries, batteries, come on.

[Thud]

[Panting]

Why are you doing this?

You know.

You have to let me go.

[Muffled groaning]

Don't make promises
you can't keep.

[Grunting]

Watch!

Good morning.

Bad morning?

Pack up.
We're gonna leave in ten.

All right...

Two nights ago in Omaha,

Armen Aguerro,
48, construction worker,

he was celebrating his birthday
in a restaurant in the mall.

He went to the bathroom
and never returned.

30 minutes later, they
find him in a parking garage,

murdered.

He had traces of chloroform
in his throat.

Any signs
it was a hate crime?

It was flagged by
the bureau as a possible.

But then,
earlier tonight...

Kevin Laughlin was found
in Joliet, Illinois.

He was also bound, gagged,
and chloroformed.

One man's Hispanic,
one's white.

It doesn't
feel racially motivated.

Blitz attack
to incapacitate,

chloroform to control,
and the hangman's noose to kill.

It's the same M.O.
unsub taped their hands

together like he wants them
to pray for their lives.

Very significant signature.
Face bloats from constriction,

body hemorrhage,
petechia pops in the eyes,

these men were in agony.
It's a dramatic way to kill.

State Troopers believe
that the killer

is moving
along this highway here.

All the incidents have occurred
right outside the exits.

One victim hanged last night,
the next this evening.

It's a kill a night.
Unsub could be anywhere.

We better figure out where
before the next nightfall.

Why'd you
make me watch that?

Just let me go.

♪ Criminal Minds: Suspect Behavior 01x06 ♪
Devotion
Original Air Date on March 23, 2011

-- sync, corrected by elderman --

Body's been
transported to the morgue.

His name is Kevin Laughlin.

He was attacked
over here by his car.

His wife and daughter were
taking photos out by the lake.

Dad runs back to
his vehicle, never returns.

Family gets spooked,
calls us.

We find him about an hour later,
dead in the woods.

Anybody else
over here picnicking?

Yeah, a few, but
nobody saw a damn thing.

The last family out said
the victim's car

was the only
one left in the lot.

Whoever did this is either
very careful or very lucky.

Any signs of a struggle
or any drag marks?

Yeah, a few drops
of blood here by the car.

A few drag marks in the mud.

Rain washed
almost everything else away.

Not everything.
We know the unsub was driving.

Mick and Beth, I want you
to find out where the car was.

Prophet,
the victim was blitzed here.

I want you to walk
the steps of the killer

all the way back
to the murder site.

I wanna see what he saw.

Nothing matters more
than the family.

Where are they?

The daughter and the wife
are right over there.

We just wandered around
in the dark.

You know,
calling his name, and...

I'm very sorry
for your loss.

They still
won't let me see him.

Somebody hung him?

I'm trying to figure out
who, and why he did this.

He's my best friend.

I've known him
since high school.

And now he's gone.
He's just gone.

So I don't know
what difference it makes why.

And she's only six years old.

She doesn't understand.

And she's gonna
grow up without a father.

It's gonna
take her a little time.

[Crying]
I'm sorry.

You know what
she did tell me, though.

That she saw a guy.
She saw someone wearing a hood.

She told me.

I didn't see him
and I didn't pay attention,

and I didn't say anything.

And I should've said something
to Kevin because--

Mrs. Laughlin. Mrs. Laughlin,
look at me, look at me.

There is no blame
that can be taken here.

There's nothing that
you could've done differently.

Nothing.

Now the man with the hood,

where exactly did
your daughter see him?

I wanna talk to you about
what happened, is that okay?

My dad
said he'd be right back.

I know he did.

I work with the FBI.

Do you know who we are?

We're like the big police.

I know you're probably
all mixed-up inside.

But if you need anything,
I'm here for you, okay?

We're on the right track.

Really?
Is that what your monocle says?

'Cause I feel like
we've been walking in circles.

Well, it's actually
a spot and score, Beth.

And rather specifically,

a mil-dot reticle shows
a clearing in the tree line.

Oh, a mil-dot reticle.
Well, in that case...

I'm satisfied.
Ow.

Ow!

Wham, bam,
and thank you, ma'am.

- Tire tracks, very nice.
- Secluded.

It's away
from the main roads...

Looks like the unsub
stopped here at some point.

It was definitely a car,
not a truck.

Well, that's evident.

Rather specifically,
bias ply tires, 0-8s,

I'm gonna say it's
an American-made vehicle.

If you look at
the spacing of the wheels,

it's definitely older,
maybe even predates 1985.

I suppose you know
what color it is as well.

- Blue.
- Are you serious?

No. There's
a substance right here.

What is that?

Looks like candle wax.

- Paraffin?
- Yeah.

[Phone ringing]

Sam, we found where
the unsub parked his car.

The last gas station
the family stopped at

was an hour west.
It's where the daughter

first saw
the guy following them.

I want you and Mick
to head there.

Absolutely.
I love road trips.

[Phone beeps]

I hate road trips.

There's still the impression
of the three-legged stool.

He used it
to suspend the victim.

It took this guy 12 minutes
to attack, then drag,

bind, noose, and lift him.
That's quick.

Yeah, it's quick.
And he had to have

the upper-body strength
to hoist the victim too.

So we're definitely
looking at a guy here.

But he
could've strangled him.

- Why'd he have to hang the guy?
- He's making a statement.

The scene was arranged,
perhaps to serve

as a fantasy ritual
of some sort?

To shock
whoever finds the body?

The footprints in
these crime scene photos,

they lead to this tree.

You think
that he was nervous?

Stood by that tree,
second-guessed himself?

Well, something
made him pace here.

I mean,
why that point-of-view?

Why not that one?

Why is that perspective
so important to him?

He's admiring his work,
watching his victim suffer.

Why not get
a front row seat?

Why's he gonna admire
his work from back there?

Maybe this
isn't a hanging.

Maybe this man was lynched.

There's a difference?

Lynchings are
usually for an audience.

It's not a solitary event.

So you think
there was someone else here?

There's heel marks
right here.

As if somebody was
propped up against this tree.

You got something?

The bark is worn
around the circumference.

Could be a rope burn.

I think that
someone was carried here.

Or tied up against
this tree

and they
were made to watch.

I can't feel my legs.

Please.

I won't tell anyone.

You know I won't.

[Distant car door closes]

Stop talking to me.

Honey, I'm getting home
as quick as I can.

It's our daughter's
first birthday.

I won't miss it.

[Thud]
[Glass breaking]

[Crying]

Please.
I'll be quiet.

I'll fix this.

Smile.

Two victims,
two different states.

As of now, we don't think
these victims are connected.

Totally different
socioeconomic backgrounds,

ethnicities, careers.

The unsub is targeting these men
as crimes of opportunity,

as in, random people
along this road?

This highway shoots
off into multiple directions.

We can't possibly cover
all of them.

We won't. We believe
he'll stick to this route.

These are high-risk kill sites.
He prefers them.

The alternate roads,

they're rural and
they're less populated.

Once the unsub
targets these men,

he stalks them
and then he strikes.

This tells us
he's mission-oriented.

He drives an old American car.
He's traveling with someone.

Somebody that we believe
he's holding against their will.

Keep in mind,
this is one kill a night.

To anticipate his future,

we need to get
a better handle on his past.

So I got half
my guys backtracking,

I got the rest of them
racing forward.

My people will cover
as many rest stops and exits

as possible.
Good.

We gotta
make our presence known.

There's no time,
there's no room for mistakes.

We've gotta get ahead
of this guy.

I don't think
I recognize them.

You're sure? They bought
two bags of crisps,

some 89 octane petrol,
and a can of Pepsi.

A lot of people pass
through here.

There would've been a man
with a hooded sweatshirt

here at the same time.

We think
he's following that family.

Well,
if it wasn't a local,

and not one of
my regular truck drivers,

I wouldn't have
paid much attention.

I'm sorry, but we just see
so many people a day.

Can we see
your surveillance footage?

Oh, it don't work.
That's just for show.

We don't have
much trouble around here.

Paula, you're the eyes
and ears of this place,

so we'd like to explain to you
how he would've acted.

- Acted?
- Yeah, his behavior.

Yeah, he would've
just lingered in the store,

not necessarily
purchased anything.

Sort of browsing the aisles,
trying to look inconspicuous.

But if he noticed
you were suspicious,

he probably would've tried
to engage you in small talk.

There was a guy that came in
asking about cheap motels.

And he didn't look
like he had much money.

Did you notice
anything unusual about him?

Um, he was kinda wired.

Kinda like his nerves
were unsettled.

I can't draw you a police sketch
if that's what you're asking.

Now, Paula, tell us,

are there any cheap motels
along this highway?

Yeah, there's a Shiny Dime
Motel about 40 miles away,

and he did buy stuff.
What kind of stuff?

The unsub purchased

fresh flowers,
cheap perfume, blue candles.

That's the same
type of paraffin

that was found
at the crime scene.

So this other person's
a girl.

We should check
the Namus database

for girls reported missing.

I'm the killer.

I just lynched a guy in Omaha.

I can feel the adrenaline
pumping through my veins.

So I see a gas station.

I pull over.

And there's a guy there
and his family.

Kevin.

And you follow him
and his family

100 miles to a picnic area.

Because I'm obsessed.
I'm addicted.

So I wait until
he's alone, I catch him...

And I lynch him too.

I get to watch him struggle.
I get to watch him suffer.

I get to watch him suffocate.

So I get back in my car
and I look for someone else.

- Rinse and repeat.
- There's no cooling off period.

He targets his next victim
right away.

So he's already chosen
who he's gonna kill next.

You say he's driving
an American car?

Honey, you're at a Shiny Dime
Motel in the midwest.

Every other car
is gonna be American.

He may have
asked for some privacies.

Traveling with a girl,
but he would've kept her

hidden from you.
You're at a Shiny Dime Motel.

Maybe there was
a "do not disturb" sign

potentially on the door?

Well, we don't exactly
have maid service here.

There was a guy
who asked for a specific room.

I thought he was a little odd.
Little odd, how?

Well, he was jumpy and
nervous, gave me the creeps,

and he smelled real weird.

He asked for
that room at the end.

Did you get a name?

Mm, no,
he didn't give me one.

It was late, he prepaid cash.
Never officially checked out.

- Oh, you smell that?
- That is a lot of perfume.

The blinds.
Duct-taped shut.

Blue candle wax
everywhere.

Stuck in the damn carpet.

Air conditioning unit,
luggage rack, bedspread--

So you're certain
that you heard no struggle.

There was no girl in here?

I just rent the rooms,

I don't
get into their business.

- Hey, Beth, this is our guy.
- What do you got?

I've got crystal-clear enamel,
bleach, acetone,

rubbing alcohol,
and empty bags of ice.

All ingredients
for homemade chloroform.

- Why this room?
- From this window,

you've got a pretty good
vantage point as a stalker.

You can see
all the cars from here.

I need to see a copy
of your guest registry, please.

The unsub
left the hotel a mess.

But--but when he kills...

It's neat, it's swift,
it's to the point.

Brings a stool,
rope, and chloroform

to capture and kill
efficiently.

Leaves nothing behind there.

Then how can he be
so meticulous on the one hand,

yet chaotic on the other?

Moments before
he hangs them,

he's looking at what?

A man pleading
for his life.

- The girl he forces to watch.
- Yeah, but what is he doing?

- What is he feeling?
- Thrill.

Or he wants her
to see the victim's pain.

This could be revenge
on her behalf.

That's possible.

If these men are random targets,
then they gotta represent

someone very specific
to this unsub.

You think
he's killing surrogates?

- Both family men, blue collar.
- All right, so...

The unsub kills the first victim
at a restaurant

with his relatives close by.

The next vic
is in the woods

near his wife and daughter.

You're right.
[Phone rings]

Something about this family
dynamic is triggering him.

Okay, so I checked
the V.I.P. guest list

of the illustrious
Shiny Dime Motel.

Which by the way,
is not a very big list.

There's
an elderly couple--no kids,

a couple of
single truck drivers,

and a salesman
named Otis Meredith,

whose company
put him up there.

Which, by the way,
was offensively cheap of them.

He checked out
about an hour ago.

He has a wife and a baby.

[Folk music playing on radio]

♪ ♪

Where is he now?

Yeah, I'm trying
to pinpoint his exact location.

I'm tracking
his outgoing cell phone calls.

[Phone beeping]

911,
what is your emergency?

Yeah, hey, I think
there's been an accident.

[Beeps]
Wait...

He has an active call out
right now to the Highway Patrol.

Something about
an accident on the road.

You got his location?

I don't know.
The guy's not moving.

Is he hurt?

Uh,
okay, let me check.

Sir, are you okay?

Come on, we're
losing minutes, all right?

Okay, I'm trying
to do a cell triangulation.

Gah, there's only one tower
out there pinging.

I can't give you his
exact location, I'm so sorry.

He's somewhere within
a 20-mile radius of you.

- What about satellite images?
- It's night,

you're all in
the middle of bumble-hoo,

I can't get any clean views.

All right, put me
through to his cell phone,

make an emergency breakthrough,
whatever you gotta do.

Okay, okay,
I'm trying that now.

I got the police on the line.
Can you move?

Sir, are you still there?

Don't make promises
you can't keep.

'Cause you can't always
fix them.

- [Struggled whimpers]
- Watch!

You don't have
to do this anymore.

Haven't you had enough?

- Almost.
- [Struggled whimpers]

[Crying]

[Muffled yelling]

Watch!

Watch!

[Muffled yelling]

[Gagging]

[Distant siren wails]

- I got multi-county APBs out.
- I'm gonna need you to set up

more roadblocks
and more checkpoints.

With all due respect,
Agent Cooper,

but another body dropped.
Now, you guys are the FBI.

We're all hunting
the best way we can,

but we are already
spread out so thin that--

You're gonna have
to understand that when we hunt,

we may lose battles,
but we win wars.

This guy,
he's gonna crash and burn.

And when he does,
I'm gonna be there.

I've got this idea on why
this guy changes methodology.

Why he chose
a father traveling alone.

Gina.

Another kid grows up
without a father.

This is why
I never want a family.

Family is the one real thing
we have in this world.

Without it,
we're adrift, we're lost.

What does that say about us?

We're gonna get this guy.

And you're gonna bring closure
to that little girl.

The unsub stomped
the victim's cell phone.

But the line wasn't cut.
We got it all.

Yeah?

So this bed
is completely untouched.

But there
was someone lying here.

But they didn't roll over,
didn't get under the covers,

didn't move.
Well, it makes sense.

If it was
the girl that he abducted

she could've been tied up.
But why didn't he sleep?

What if he didn't sleep
because he can't?

- You think he's using?
- Not necessarily.

He eluded authorities,
but he's paranoid

and not very
sophisticated about it.

And the witnesses,
they said that the unsub

was fidgety and nervous.
I mean, that doesn't seem

like an experienced
offender to me.

But he's
proficient enough to kill.

I know we're not supposed
to jump to conclusions

without a full clinical
evaluation, but I think we're

dealing with a schizophrenic.
Oh, great.

His reason's subverted by
his own crazy internal agenda.

It's not that simple.

There's a constellation
of symptoms.

In this case,
fractured speech,

paranoia,
persecutory delusions.

There's not one thing
that's pathognomonic to this.

- And?
- And...

They're very treatable
with the right medication.

- You don't agree?
- Doesn't matter what I think.

All I care about is preventing
him from killing again.

So the only options
for you...

We either
catch him or kill him.

- Sir, are you still there?
- [Struggled groaning]

'Cause you can't
always fix them.

It's almost
like he's preaching.

I'm the victim,
he wants me begging for my life.

Your mouth is taped,
you can't respond.

- [Muffled whimpers]
- Almost.

- [Muffled whimpers]
- You hear that?

Who's he talking to?

If it's not the victim,
it's gotta be his prisoner.

Almost there, almost...
Almost finished?

I mean, do you think
he has an endgame?

If she speaks to him...

Why can't we hear it?

[Muffled whimpers, screams]

[Clattering]

Wait a second.

I'm sorry, Sam, you're
gonna have to repeat that.

You want me to do what?

What?

He wants
you to smell the bed.

- Listen.
- [Muffled whimpers]

- Listen. Listen carefully.
- Watch!

[Muffled whimpers,
screams]

Otis is gonna die.
He knows it.

But he sees something worse.
Something more horrifying.

Something that
shocks him to the bone.

[Sniffs]
Oh.

What if...
She's not a prisoner?

What if she's...

Already dead?

Please.

You have to let me go.

I can't.

The unsub is traveling
with a girl who's dead?

Yeah.

Think about it.
She doesn't react,

she doesn't struggle,
she doesn't try to run away,

none of that.

He bought all that stuff
not to romance her,

but to conceal the smell.

I'll fix this.

The candle wax
seals the decomp in the skin,

perfume staves off the smell.

He's postponing the death.

Yeah, but
what about the flowers?

What if he gives her
the flowers

in this beautiful gesture
to honor her?

To show her that
she's precious to him.

Could we be
dealing with a necrophile?

- I really hope not.
- Whatever the reason,

he's interacting with her
as if she's alive.

We gotta change the profile.

All right, there's
this case from the 1930s--

this doctor preserved
the body of a dead patient

for over eight years,

having an intimate relationship
with her the entire time.

Happened recently
in California.

Real estate Agent drove
her friend's corpse around

Costa Mesa for a month
before she was finally caught.

Delusional offenders

who can't come to terms
with the death of a loved one.

Her death
has gotta be the stressor.

We gotta find the root
of this relationship.

Let's take
a look at his path.

Nebraska, Illinois, Ohio.

All along this highway,
skipping states in between.

Kills in one,
stalks in the next,

kill, stalk, kill.

If she's decomposing,
she died recently.

First kill is in Nebraska.
Let's assume he started there.

As an end point,
the geo-profile predicts

Maryland, Virginia, or D.C.

Could that be right?

This is all too thin.
It's just too thin.

- Night of the living weird.
- Got any luck with morgues?

Okay, I checked hospitals,
cemeteries, funeral homes.

There are no dug up,
shallow graves--

at least none reported.

There are no stolen cadavers

in your vicinity,
or elsewhere for that matter.

Were you able to clean
the audio on that 911 call?

Ah, yes I was, though it's
not gonna do you any good

because there's
really nothing there to clean.

I think you heard every word.
But I was thinking...

Now, this unsub, you were
saying that his mind would be

kinda kooka-looka, with
everything out-of-flux, right?

Well, schizophrenia is
a neuro-developmental disorder,

right? The phrenologic deficits
in the brain would make it,

you know, easy to have things
go out of sequence.

- Oh, like an anagram?
- Yes!

And I love, love, love
word jumbles.

So I went ahead
and did a variation.

Most notably,
I rearranged the words to

"because you
can't always keep promises

but you can fix them."
And...

Why does that sound
so familiar?

Because it is
the slogan of a Grant Nichols.

He's a local businessman
who's running for city council

right here in D.C.
does this help?

Yeah, D.C.'s in line
with the geo-profile.

You guys go talk to him.

Penelope, you did good.
Shoot us the address.

Yes, sir.

And I want you
to meet me at the office.

Yes, si--
hey...Me?

Yeah. Mick and Beth
are on the road.

I need every
bit of help I can get.

Well...

Sweet. I'm kind of flattered,
and kind of excited.

Why do you think
this man would target me?

Well, he's killed
three men already,

and for whatever reason,

there's a direct connection
to your campaign.

- You got a family?
- A wife and a daughter.

Where are they?

My wife is taking our daughter
to volleyball practice.

I just spoke with her.

Okay, have you ever lived
in Omaha, or Ohio, Iowa?

No.
My family's from Cape Cod.

I don't understand
why this person

would be
interested in me.

I'm just a guy running
for city council.

That campaign slogan
I came up with,

it was just
a grassroots challenge,

a call to improve the city.

Though we did
broadcast it regionally,

so it could've been picked up
on the radio or in the paper.

But I still don't see how
anyone would misinterpret that.

This guy's psychotic.
Anybody here could be a target.

How many people you
have working in the building?

We occupy three floors.
There's over 150 of us.

Please. Question any of them.

If one of my employees
is in danger,

I'm gonna do everything
I can to help.

I'll have my assistant
get the HR records for you.

Thanks.

Three floors in this?
Better act fast.

So I kill in Omaha,

but...
Why am I driving to D.C.?

Okay,
I'm gonna start by checking

Nebraska medical records

for diagnosed
cases of schizophrenia.

Though not
all of them are reported.

- We gotta dig deeper.
- No pun intended.

Get it? Shallow graves,
'cause you just said "dig"...

Moving on.

All right, so...

The girl next to me is dead.

Yep.
So I'm gonna add delusional.

The guy in front of me,

he's got
a noose around his neck.

He's begging me
for his life.

There are these contradictory
thoughts coursing through me.

Nothing makes any sense.

And this phrase...

Don't make promises
that you can't keep!

'Cause you
can't always fix them!

So he dies.
And I just feel so empty.

And the sorrow is
so deep inside of me.

I don't have any empathy.

And the terror,
it's just...cold.

When I kill, it burns.

And I can't stop
even though it's burning.

What is wrong with me?

Maybe you had psychotic breaks
like this in the past.

Like, you've always
had hallucinations,

and you've been delusional.

She's real to me!

Then you've probably
acted crazy

like this in the past
in front of some sort

of authority figure,
don't you think?

Like a teacher or parent.

Yes, but...

What if I'm alone?

Check foster children,
ages 17 to 30.

Track birth records from
the mid-'80s to the mid-'90s.

I adore her.
I gave her flowers.

There's
no sexual feeling here.

Maybe siblings.
Look into employment records,

because I haven't been
able to keep a steady job.

Okay, what about this?
Michael Vinoda.

He bounced around to a bunch
of foster families growing up.

He lost his last job
because he said...

Voices were talking to him
in his head.

He has no physical address.

His pay stubs
are sent to an old farm,

and fun fact,
he drives an old Ford LTD.

- Oh.
- Poor thing.

It's emaciated. It's probably
been here a while.

- God, I can't stand it.
- You're a bad-ass sniper.

Surely you've
encountered dead bodies.

It's not that.
It's the...

It's the smell,
I can't stomach it.

Well, buck up
and adjust your skirt,

'cause we gotta keep going.

[Quietly]
Oh.

Michael and his sister
are living here like this?

In squalor.

So he comes home,
finds his sister hanging,

doesn't know what to do.

Got no electricity, no money,
nobody to turn to.

Why didn't
he just call the hospital?

Because he just sat
with her.

Can you imagine the overwhelming
anguish and loneliness?

They only had each other,
and then it's gone.

Still, it doesn't excuse
what he did.

No, but it's very sad.

I'm sure he dug
a grave and never used it.

There was
a three-legged stool here.

You think it's possible
that he killed her?

No. If you look around you,
everything here's neglected,

but not her things.
I think he cherished her.

Hey.

If he did this,
it's not out of violence.

He's suffering terribly.

I know why
this girl hung herself.

Excuse me, can I help you?

- Where's Grant?
- Grant Nichols...

Moved to D.C. to try to start
a new life with a new family.

A lifetime of rejection.

The daughter,
she saw this...

She couldn't take it,
so she hangs herself.

Her brother needs their father
to feel the same kind

of coldness and emptiness
that broke him in two.

How does this end well?

Honey!

I need you to pack
a couple of overnight bags.

When's Erica get home?

Kristen, honey?

You--you home?

Oh, my God.

[Muffled screams]

Hi, dad.

[Sobbing]

He doesn't
even know who we are!

Of course I do.

You're my children.

What happened to her?

Please...

Do what you want with me,
but leave my family out of this.

Your family?

Put your hands together.

Here's your rifle.

Hold my gun for me,
will you?

That's the house
right there.

Beth, I want you
to run tactical.

You're going
to be my eyes and ears.

Gina, I want you
to flank around the back,

and Prophet,
you're gonna come with me.

All right. They're at the
dining room table, he's armed.

Where do
you want me to set up?

Wherever you can get a shot.

Mick, I want you
to acquire target bravo.

All right?
Okay.

There's not a day goes by that
I don't think of you.

When the FBI came,
I knew right away.

What I did to you,
it was wrong.

Let's talk, father to son.
I'm so sorry.

She doesn't want
your apology.

[Sobbing]

Watch.

Stop.

I'm unarmed.

Tami, can I speak to you,
please?

Michael,
he doesn't wanna do this.

He's just...
So tired.

Don't you talk to her!

Okay, Gina. Go in slow,
he's aimed right at Sam.

The mother and daughter are
at the opposite end

of the dining room.

Mick?

I'm locked on, cold zero.

Your brother,
he's in so much agony.

The hurt just won't go away.

It's just so deep
'cause he's so devoted to you.

Could you tell him
what you need him to do

so that he can let you go?

Tami's okay
now that she met him.

She's not smiling.

I'm so sorry.

- You left!
- After your mother left me.

Listen, Michael,

the doctors told me
you had so many problems,

and I knew
how much you were suffering,

and I couldn't support you.

But you left her too!
Why'd you give Tami up?

You abandoned your kids

because you thought
they were defective?

You have a responsibility
as a parent.

You encourage, you nurture.

Even if you think things
are gonna go wrong.

You just threw them away
like they were garbage?

What gives you
the right to hide behind

your money, your fears?

You are a coward.

Look at her face.
Look at your daughter.

You did this!
[Sobbing]

See that look, Michael?

That's what Tami wanted.

To know that he knew
what he did was wrong.

And I know that,
deep down inside,

you know that Tami
doesn't wanna be here.

Please.
You gotta let me go.

Drop the gun, Michael.

You don't
wanna hurt anybody else.

Michael, your sister,
she needs your help.

Mick...

[Gunshot]

Again.

[Gunshot]

Hold.

Give him some space.

Tami.

No! No! No!

Put a .308 round
in your sister.

She didn't feel any pain,
Michael.

- [Sobbing]
- 'Cause she's dead.

Tami!

No, Tami.

- Michael, let's go.
- No.

[Softly wails]

[Whispers]
I'm so sorry.

[Whispering blessing]

God bless you
in the next life.

[Siren whoops]

When we shoot,
we shoot to kill.

This was unorthodox,
to say the least.

I'll have hell to pay
with the bureau lawyers.

I'll take the heat.

These are yours.

You were supposed
to have read them.

And you're
not getting my vote.

A little salt
in the wound, huh?

He deserves it.

She'll receive
a proper burial.

It's just sad her brother

will never know
where she ends up.

At least now
she can rest in peace.

This guy,
he sparked a lot of mess.

It's not just
about abandoning his kids.

It's what it took to make him
realize how wrong he was.

Every unhappy family
is unhappy in their own way.

But us, we're like five fingers
on the same hand.

We anchor each other.

Good work.

-- sync, corrected by elderman --