All language subtitles for Criminal_Minds_S17E08

Previously on
"Criminal Minds: Evolution"...

So this Gold Star isn't
just one person?

No, it's a program.
Damien is the leader.

What if we lure Damien
into a trap?

[ Phone rings ]You must be Jade.

You brought some friends.Let's make a deal.

How do we get
North Star?

North Star is where
it all starts.

This Stuart House place
was the perfect crucible

to create serial killers.

A white paper
that Jason Gideon and I drafted

but never submitted.

Somebody got ahold of this paper
and created Gold Star out of it?

It began with North Star,
and North Star is us.

There's one more thing
I need your help with.

I need you
to find something.

I'm going to give you
a protocol

to reach out to a man
named Damien.

And then you are going to give
Damien that case.

Dr. Jill Gideon,
Jason's ex-wife.

We need you to come
to Quantico

and help us
with the white paper.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

♪♪

Jill:
Hello, David.

♪♪

[ Insects chirping,
owl hooting ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Gasps ]
Oh, fuck!

[ Dramatic music plays ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Narrator: The dominant female
seizes the moment.

She zeroes in on a calf
that has strayed from the herd.

♪♪

[ Banging on door ]

She locks her jaws
around the calf's neck.

[ Banging on door ]

Its mother can only watch
helplessly.

[ Gun cocks ]

Help me!

[ Voice breaking ] Please.
Please. You have to help me.

Please. Please let me in.
[ Sobbing ] Please.

Okay.
Uh, I'm calling the police.

No. Please. Please.
My -- My boyfriend.

He's lost his shit.
He's trying to kill me!

Please --Yeah. Hang on. Hang on.
I'm gonna call --

Don't leave me out here!Please!I got to call from the land--

from the l--
house phone.

[ Music playing, man speaking
indistinctly on television ]

There's no...

[ Hinges creaking,
footsteps approaching ]

♪♪

What do you want?

♪♪

♪♪

Have a seat.

♪♪

Do I know you?

Not personally.

But you've had a...
bigimpact on us.

♪♪

♪♪

You were at Stuart House.

♪♪

You.
You, I don't recognize.

But you.

♪♪

You're GS-One.

I don't know.
Am I?

What were you told?

It's not as simple
as you think.

Do you know how many times
we've heard that?

No. Wait. Just wait.
Don't do --

[ Grunts, groans ]

[ Sobs ]
No.

Don't --

[ Grunts ]

Shut up!

♪♪

Prentiss:
"The richest love

is that which submits
to the arbitration of time."

Lawrence Durrell.

Rossi: Hey,
I didn't want Jason to stay.

Dr. Gideon: They knew that if
you left, he would never leave.

How bad can it be, right?
They're old friends.

Mm, I think they were more
than just friends.

What? What? No.

What are you saying?
That's impossible.

Jill told me
shebroke hisheart.

Come on.

All those long conversations
on the jet over whiskey?

I mean,
Rossi would have said something.

No way.
Rossi is a vault.

Uh, Gideon,
on the other hand --

Ooh.
He would've said something.

Fine!
Fine!

Oh, and one more thing.

When you said that bullshit
about needing to spend time...

I mean, like you guys said,
there's a lot of history here.

What, like 30 years?

Well, back then, Jill probably
had to stay in the shadows

while two men took credit
for her work.

Garcia: Right, and really,
the only question

we need to know the answer to

is would one of those
gentle souls stoop so low

as to hurt the other one.

That would let you know
how bad it got.

I really --Get out of my office!

Out!
It's not your office.

It's Jason's office,

and if you hadn't let him
get killed, he'd still be in it.

Oh, you've got
some nerve.

Mind your business.
Look busy.

Don't you ever,

everblame me again
for Jason's death!

Why not? You knew exactly
what would happen, didn't you?

Didn't you?

♪♪

Yeah. So show me whatever it is
you need to show me.

♪♪

The white paper foundational
principles keep showing up

in one of our cases.

We're hoping you might know
who leaked it.

I do.
Garcia: Who?

Me.

You?

It's not classified.

Jason and --
and David sat on it

because they thought
it could be dangerous, but I --

They weren't wrong.

But I thought you could
reverse-engineer the process.

I-If you knew the variables that
identified teenage psychopathy,

you could...
intervene on it.

Right. Stop kids
beforethey became UnSubs.

Or, truly,
any violent impulse.

I know.
It sounds so naive now.

But if these kids weren't
on anyone's radar,

then there was no way
to help them.

So I-I wrote up
a proposal.

I thought it would be amazing

to have a behavioral-
modification school

that helps troubled kids
before anything bad happens.

It sounds like
a good plan.

Yeah.
Well...others thought so too.

So some company
with big investors

put seed money into it,
and we were off.

You know the name of the
company or any of the investors?

It was a shell company.
They didn't want us to know.

And before I could get
to the bottom of it,

my life fell apart.

I, um, I got divorced and raised
a kid and...

buried an ex-husband.

We think that these two were
a part of a group of five

that were specially selected
for the program.

Do you recognize
either of them?

I never got to work
with any of the kids.

I was long gone
before then.
Why?

Do you ever get the sense
that you're hired for a job

because of your name
and sterling reputation,

and right from the start,
they begin to cut corners?

Oh, yeah.

Uh, no.
Sorry.

It was the same thing here
with these places.

Wait.
"Places"?

Plural?
Yeah.

I recall there might
have been a handful

of proposed sites
from around the country.

But the first one was
Stuart House in Utah.

I read some of the files of
patients they were considering.

These kids,

they needed so much more help
than any program could provide.

♪♪

What?

They didn't help
any of these kids, did they?

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[ Knock on door ]

Rossi:
Yeah?

[ Door opens ]

Do you want to talk
about it?

I...do not.

I knew you left the BAU
under a dark cloud,

but I didn't think it was,
you know...

"in love with your
best friend's wife" dark.

Oh, come on.
It never happened, all right?

It -- It...
No.

Okay.
Well, somethinghappened,

or you wouldn't be drinking
like this.

♪♪

Back then...
it was just the three of us.

All we did was eat, drink,
and sleep this job.

And you know how Jason would get
when he was obsessed.

Not the easiest guy
to be around.

Yeah. Well, Jill and I were
each other's support system.

When Jason would
grind one of us down,

we would turn to
each other.

And then you two...
fell into bed.

No. Never.
Why would you think that?

Jill told me
she broke your heart.

She said that?
That's bullshit!

Then...w-what is it?

Or was it?

♪♪

I would have
these thoughts.

Thoughts.

That Jason wasn't good enough
for her.

And -- And when I had them,
I would think,

"Sergeant Major Rossi,
get your head out of your ass."

But the thoughts,
they just kept coming.

♪♪

I-I wasn't as emotionally
mature back then as I am now.

So I stepped away
from the BAU.

I thought it best
that they, uh...

go on as a family.

By the time they separated,
I, uh, was on my second wife.

♪♪

Timing, huh?

Nothing would have been
long enough with Krystall.

[ Chuckles softly ]

It feels like...

I could never get it right
with anybody.

And it started with Jill.

♪♪

[ Sighs ]

She gave us a list.

Names of the other psychologists
she worked with

in and around
Stuart House.

One of them is
a Dr. Hank Dosela.

He was the one
who hired her.

He lives in Berkeley Springs,
West Virginia.

J.J. and Luke
will head out to him tomorrow.

What can Ido?

Enjoy your drink.

Think about timing.

As soon as we have something,
I will let you know.

♪♪

[ Door opens, closes ]

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Ready to have
your world rocked?

Oh, absolutely.

[ Gasps ]
Oh, my God.

No way!
How?

Uh, Thank J.C.
and Sons Plumbing.

Ah. Awesome. Thank you.
You headed home?

I was about to ask you
the same.

Well, there's some shit
going on over here.

Oh.
Drama at the BAU.

Ah. Funny.Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.
Mm. Yeah.
Very, very funny.

I would never have guessed.You're great. Mm.

Please tell me that you're
gonna go to sleep right now.

Oh, no.
That would be incredible.

But, uh, there's been a hack
of the U.S. Marshals.

Shit.Mm-hmm.

The Marshals are being
pretty tight-lipped,

but they confirmed
with the WITSEC program.

Sydney and the girls
were not compromised.

What, you think Voit
was behind it?

The security breach
of a massive government network?

It's his wheelhouse.

Yeah, but how
would he manage it?

He hasn't left his cell
since Iowa.

Exactly.
I checked the visitor logs.

He's only talked to the BAU
and his attorney.

But Voit
and his legal counsel,

they just had their first
in-person.
Mm.

Vincent Orlov.

Well, that's a name.Yeah.

Ever heard of him?Should I have?

No, but it would've saved me
the initial deep dive.

Well, uh, I have no idea
who that guy is,

but I do know a guy
who's in his office.

You want to go talk
to him?

♪♪

[ Sighs ]

♪♪

[ Birds chirping,
machine clicking ]

How's that?

Mm...
it's pretty good.

It's a good thing
our, uh, friend in Iowa

knows you're
your own protector --

since you can't depend
on me.

Fuck him.

I don't know
what's worse --

the doctors who did everything
to get in our heads

or the wannabes who think
they can try.

He's not so bad.

I'm lucky that I met him
when I did.

On his network?
Yeah.

What did you guys talk about?

How we grew up.

He wanted to know what
they did to us at Stuart House.

And you told him?

I made him go first.

His, uh, parents died
in a house fire.

Then he had this uncle
who beat the shit out of him

and taught him
how to kill.

That's it?

[ Chuckles softly ]

That's what he said.

I wish that was
all we had.

Fortunately for us,

even FBI patsies like him
have value.

All right.
Time to go.

♪♪

♪♪

[ Engine stops ]

You're Jade?

Mm-hmm.

I'm supposed to talk
to Damien.

He's here.

My client was very specific.
It was Damien or nothing.

Because if you were here
by yourself, then either, A,

you'd killed Damien or, B,
he'd abandoned you.

In either case, I can't --Look down.

♪♪

Shit.

I told you.
He's here.

Ah!

Aah!
Aah! Damn it!

If I close my hand into a fist,
the next round kills you.

No! No.

Gotcha.
[ Chuckles ]

So what's this package
your client promised?

It's in my trunk.

I-I'm -- I'm just reaching
for my key.

Don't shoot.

♪♪

[ Remote chirps, latch clicks ]

♪♪

♪♪

What's the combination?

4008.

4008.

[ Latch clicks ]

♪♪

What is it?

It's just a GPS and...
a lockbox.

Some keys.
It's a bunch of bullshit.

Listen, my client is aware

that you see his cooperation
with the FBI as a betrayal.

He wants to offer you

the resources you need moving
forward as a peace offering.

I don't have time
for a treasure hunt.

Do you two think this all ends
with North Star?

It does not.

And without the contents
of this case,

you will never know
the truth.

So?
Are we good?

♪♪

Damien:
Yeah. We're good.

♪♪

[ Engine stops ]

[ Birds chirping ]

Well,
there's gettin' away

and then there's...
bein' a recluse.

Well, he's connected
to the Stuart House,

so I'm not surprised
he's hiding.

Probably won't be too keen
on answering questions.

Yeah. Well, especially
if there's bad blood.

Jill said she left
on bad terms, so...

[ Knock on door ]

I think this is gonna
go well.

Yeah.

Dr. Dosela?
We're with the FBI.

[ Knock on door ]

Shit.

♪♪

Clear!

[ Rope creaking ]

♪♪

Shit.

[ Indistinct talking on radio ]

They think he's been dead
less than 12 hours,

and there was clearly
blunt-force trauma to his head.

This has to be Damien
and Jade.

It's just a drastic change
in M.O.

Staged suicide is a far cry
from enucleation.

Yeah, but it's a lot harder
to profile, harder to track.

If it weren't for Dosela's
records at Stuart House,

we wouldn't be connecting them
at all.

Which, uh,

which means this might not be
their first staged kill.

Well, probably not
their last either.

Yeah.

♪♪

No signs of forced entry.

Nothing appears to be
out of place.

♪♪

♪♪

Hey.
Hang on a second.

These files go back
quite a few years.

Hey, uh,
according to this index,

there should be files
on Stuart House in there.

♪♪

Empty.

You think Damien and Jade found
what theywere looking for?

All right.

Voit said that North Star
was just a hook

to get them down
the conspiracy rabbit hole.

Yeah. Well, they probably
interpreted it as...

I don't know --
a directive

to target the doctors
from Stuart House.

All right.

We got to follow up with
that list of names Jill gave us.

I'll check in
with Penelope.

♪♪

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Gasping,
breathing heavily ]

Hey, hey, hey.

Fuck -- Fuck! Fuck!It's okay. It's okay.
Hey, hey.

Hey. Hey. It's me.
It's me.

It's me.
It's me, right?

Hey. It's...
It's just me.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Can I touch you?No. No.

Okay.
No.

What'd you see?

There.I was...

I was back there and...

And what --
what was happening?

They were holding...
holding me down,

and he...

Who?
...he came in, and I --

He w--
I don't know.

I don't fucking know!

Hey. Hey. Wait.
We talked about this, right?

We talked about this.

[ Sniffles ]
Mm-hmm.

I...

I can't.

I can't go back inside.

If we get caught --

Hey.
That's not gonna happen.

No. You --
Listen to me.

[ Breathing heavily ]

I need you
to promise me

that we will...never go back
into a cage again.

♪♪

I promise.

No matter what.

♪♪

But we're gonna
show them.

Right?

♪♪

Yeah.We are.

An eye for an eye.

♪♪

Yeah.

♪♪

♪♪

I need a favor.

But first, let's get one thing
out of the way.

You don't think I should be
working for the FBI.

Legally speaking.

Yes.

I think it's reckless the
director put you on the payroll.

You are not good at this whole
asking-for-a-favor thing.

What have we got?

Vincent Orlov.
We need leverage on him.

This is what I got
from Justice.

American Independent
University of Guam.

Started out as a public
defender in Albuquerque.

He's practicing law in D.C.
through admission by motion.

We know Voit only works with
people he can manipulate, so --

We need to find
Orlov's thumbscrew.

If you want to call it that.

Just like I did
with cloning Gasper's phone --

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-da-bm.

I don't want to know.
Oh. Sorry.

Bring whatever you find
directly to me.

Directly to you.

Yes.

♪♪

And thank you.

♪♪

You're welcome!

You're welcome.

[ Knock on door ]

Garcia: Sir?
What is it?

I have dreadful news.

About Hank Dosela?

And all of his colleagues.
I...

[ Inhales deeply ]
I don't know where to start.

Uh, okay.
This is Amelia Kane.

She's a psychotherapist
who OD'ed on sleeping pills.

This is Doctor Braden Welsh.

They say that he broke his neck
while he was taking a shower.

This is
Dr. Christopher Rensel.

Uh, they say
that he lost control of his car

and it fell off a cliff.

W--
[ Sighs ]

All were ruled
either accidents or suicide?

Eleven so far.

And, Dave, get this. Th--
[ Exhales deeply ]

Every person
that Jill remembers is now dead.

Six before the strike team
targeted Damien

and the Gold Stars

and five since they
encountered us in Iowa.

Wait. You said "so far."
who's left on the list?

♪♪

♪♪

All of them?

Yeah.

As of last night,
there was only...

one survivor left
from the program.

[ Sighs ]Jesus.

We're going to protect you.

Oh, I can't believe...

I'm --
I'm gonna need to call Stephen.

He and his wife
were gonna come by.

Jill, I swear,
nothing's gonna happen.

Mm.Don't.

I mean, I know.

[ Clears throat ]
I know you will do your best.

I'm sorry.

When I said Jason's death
was your...

You know.
I do.

I've been mad at you
for 20 years.

I knew because you left,
Jason wouldn't.

And I knew this job
was gonna kill him.

I'm sorry too.

I know it was difficult
for you to come here.

And...I didn't make it
any easier.

But we needed you, and not
just for the white paper.

To profile,
like the old days.

What are we gonna do, build
a profile that stops bullets?

Well, we can build
a-a profile

that takes the gun
out of their hands.

Now, come on.
Work with me.

I think you know more
than you know.

Such as?

Such as the kids.
You made them your focus.

It's why you used our
white paper for your program.

You m-- Y-You must have been
part of the selection process.

No.
I-I only read assessments

of patients
they were considering.

W-Were their names?

No. It was all anonymized.
They were minors.

Did you keep records?
Notes?

I-I did.
And where are they?

Um, s-somewhere
in my house.

I-I haven't looked at those
files since Jason died.

What if I help?

♪♪

B

[ Engine idling ]

[ Engine stops ]

♪♪

Man:
Sir.

♪♪

♪♪

All right.
Uh...

Each of the
strike team members

had a target -- GS-One
through GS-Five.

GS -- "Gold Star."
Duh.

All right.
GS-Five --

16-year-old girl
with a sheriff father.

That's Jade Waters.
What do you have?

Oh, this poor boy.

Oh, my God. This poor boy.
GS-One.

We think his name
is Damien.

This kid didn't have anyone
looking out for him --

except for one foster dad
who was upset

that his soon-to-be ex-wife
enrolled GS-One in Stuart House.

Does the foster dad have
a name?

Mm.
Brooks Larson.

Well, Damien would have
a different birth name.

Looks like Larson died
eight years ago.

Well, it says "final exam"
in here.

What's the final exam?

Um, it would have been
some kind of confirmation test

that they would've put all
the patients through

as a way to confirm
their behavioral modification.

But...looking back,

I should have made sure
we were on the same side.

So now we look back

and we see what you
missed out on the first time.

♪♪

[ Footsteps approaching ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Exhales deeply ]

It's the feds from Iowa.

What?

They're protecting her.

That lawyer was right.
North Star isn't just doctors.

It's...It's bigger than that.

It's all of them.

♪♪

I can't do this alone.

We're not alone.

We have each other.

♪♪

[ Engine starts ]

Yes, sir.
Thank you.

[ Phone beeps ]Luke?

You got anything?

Director Madison has
state highway patrol

searching every rest stop
and toll-booth cam

from here
to Berkeley Springs.

Okay.
Maybe we'll catch a break.

No. If they're going after Jill
next, we can't count on breaks.

You ready to put
your tracker cap on?

Right. You know I am.

[ Lock beeps, clicks ]Let's go.

Ooh! I love a good geo-profile.
So sexy!

What am I looking for?

Can you start with a map
of the crime scenes, please?

[ Computer beeps ]

There.
Okay.

So it's about half a day

to a day's drive
between all the kills.

Time of the attack
is always night.

Yeah,
and in an empty house.

Unlike the strike team,

they don't want
any collateral damage this time.

Yeah, yeah.
Anchor points, man.

Give me anchor points.Right.
They're on the road a lot.

But they would stay off of major
highways and thoroughfares.

They'd need a place to stay.

Yeah. Yeah.
A-A remote home base.

Somewhere where there are
no neighbors, no cameras.

Penelope, what's
the average distance

between dispersed camping sites
and the crime scenes?

Uh...10 to 12 miles.

Okay. Highlight all the ones
to the west of the crime scenes.

Why west?

Damien's training, right?

The sun sets in the west,
right?

What happens when you're
driving a car west into the sun?

It's irritating.

Right.
So you put down the visor.

It works the same way
in a house.

The setting sun blinds you
as you look out the window.

It heats up
that west-facing room,

so you draw the curtains
because it's so hot --

Leaving that part of the house
exposed for the two of them.

Yeah.
We got our anchor points.

All right. Now give us the one

closest due west
to Joe Gideon's townhouse.

Okay.

♪♪

I'll start working
on getting an authorization

through the Virginia staties
to do a grid search with drones.

I told you.
Sexy.

♪♪

[ Exhales deeply ]

[ Door opens ]

You weren't easy to find,
Mr. Orlov.

Funny.
I have never had that problem.

"Very accessible"
is the most common phrase

in my Yelp reviews.

Mm-hmm.

Do you have a lot of clients
in the D.C. area?

And how was that relevant?I'm just curious.

I'll remind you, Miss AUSA,

I'm only here as a courtesy
on behalf of my client.

I don't have a lot of time here,

so if you don't mind,
can you cut to the chase?

Put anyone in a cage,
they become an animal.

Excuse me?
I'm confused.

Would you like me
to pass that message along?

Those are yourwords,
Vincent.

These are logs of someone
chatting with the elusive head

of the Sicarius Network.

And they were traced back
to yourI.P.

♪♪

I felt obligated to tell you
from firsthand experience --

Sicarius really hates
posers.

See, these paint a picture
of a heinous monster

keeping a girl locked
in a barbed-wire cage

in his basement.

Photos.
Horrifying stuff.

♪♪

I don't know
what this is.

♪♪

Aside from the dandruff,
you're pretty clean cut.

You've got an estranged wife --
Cindy.

She's a jealous type.

Tracks your location.

Is more in control
than you'd ever admit.

You need something that's...
that's...

It's all yours.

Am I close?

Our guess -- This is some kind
of porn you paid for,

a fantasy you don't have
the guts to do yourself.

Which, personally,
I'm thankful for.

[ Exhales sharply ]
None of this is admissible.

No. It isn't.

But it isinteresting.

What are the chances
you and Elias Voit

are connected
to the Sicarius Network?

[ Chuckles ]

I would work
on my poker face.

Your client would be
disappointed.

Do you know what he does
with people he doesn't need?

I don't take kindly
to blackmail.

We're not
blackmailing you.

But if you do find yourself
performing tasks for your client

that are, let's say,
legally unsavory...

we'll be there,
waiting.

♪♪

[ Door closes ]

Well...
he didn't deny it.

No, he did not.

Want to keep an eye
on him?

Doubtful he'll do anything
stupid for a few days,

but can't hurt.

I just cannot believe Voit
found his lawyer on the network.

I can.I can.

♪♪

Aww. Twinning.

Very cute.
Very cute.

[ Door opens ]
Ew.

♪♪

Rossi:Huh.

Oh. Well, we've been doing
some complicated math

ever since we apprehended this
serial killer named Elias Voit.

He had this network

where he talked about social
contagion with his followers,

and he gave me
this whole rundown

of how generations
are being raised to see life

through the lens
of conspiracy theories.

He's not wrong.

No, he's not, but --
but it's not really the point.

It's more like,
how does a conspiracy theory

make a serial killer?

It's -- It's right here
in front of us.

Start with first principles.

Uh, what do you need
to make a serial killer?

Genetic potentiality,
psychological embrace,

stressor, and trigger.

And for these Gold Star kids,
the first two were selected for.

And their stressor?
The rest of their lives.

Treated like shit until puberty,
then dropped into Stuart House,

where they're treated
even worse.

And just when they're feeling
worthless

and question their purpose
in life, they're given one --

a big one that makes
their suffering a strength.

They're told they're chosen.

They're -- They're
the only ones who can help.

Now pull the trigger.

"Hey, kids.

You'd do anything
to help others."

Mm.
Do what we tell you,

and you can save others
who are just like you.

And after all
that they've survived,

of course they'd do anything to
stop that from happening again.

GS-One through Five
are the test subjects.

But who is
the puppet master

telling them to kill everyone
to save the children?

Well, they'd have to profile
as a pedophile,

a slow burner,
f-fly under the radar.

And he'd be patient,
take years to...

to groom his victims.

In fact, he probably has a
history of abusing kids himself.

How do you put thatguy
behind bars?

Well, you break
either Damien or Jade,

prove to them
they've been lied to,

convince them
to give him up.

That's gonna be tough.

These two ride-or-die believers
are experts at evading capture.

Except we know
what they want.

They want me.

What if you use me
as bait?

No. Absolutely not.

Why not?
It's too dangerous.

It's dangerous
because of what we did,

what -- what --
what I did.

Hey, your research idea
was to help kids.

You didn't build
Stuart House

into this horror show
that it became.

W-We can't blame ourselves
for things other people do.

I learned that with --

With who?

With Donnie Mallick,
the guy who killed Jason.

♪♪

I'll tell you
what I've learned.

I've learned that if you don't
take responsibility,

somebody else will.

Jason tried to go hide
in his cabin.

Look where that
got him.

Have you ever gone back
to that cabin?

I-I can't.

I can't go
back to where he was killed.

Stephen said he was, uh,
gonna remodel the place,

but I'd rather have my memories,
thinking of him singing

and cooking
and that tiny kitchen

and not the...

♪♪

Why didn't you come
to the funeral?

I couldn't look at, uh...

It was a closed casket.
He was Jewish.

No.

I couldn't look at you.

♪♪

Can you look at me now?

♪♪

♪♪

I should go.

No. Wait.
Just wait.

Jill --
Jill, we can't.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I-I thought that --

L-- We need to
see this case clearly.

I can't af--

I have to go.

I have...to go.

♪♪

[ Door opens, closes ]

Jill found Damien's
Stuart House evaluation.

He was only labeled
"GS-One,"

but it did have his foster dad's
name -- Brooks Larson.

Working my magics now.

Is there a photo
of him?

Checking foster records.

Uh --
sweet son of Satan.

It's Damien.

Damien Booth.

Alvez: Hey.

Virginia staties
just snapped this drone image.

The car matches the description
we got from the guy

who Damien strapped the bomb to
in Iowa.

All right.
Let's roll.

Roll.

Be safe.
Seat belts!

Also, I want to be you
when you grow up.

When I grow up.
You know what I meant.

♪♪

[ Sirens wailing ]

[ Sirens stop ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

♪♪

Alvez: Only one set
of tire tracks here.

We just missed them.
They headed out on foot.

Have your officers search
the surrounding woods.

If they made it to the highway,
they're gonna need a car.

All right. I'll have Garcia
monitor stolen-vehicle reports.

♪♪

[ Insects chirping ]

[ Floorboards creaking,
footsteps approaching ]

I knew you'd come.

Damien: Did you?It was inevitable.

♪♪

Where's Jade?

Jade doesn't play nice
with anyone who backs the badge.

So for your sake, I think
it's better that she's not here.

I-I need -- I need to
show you something.

And what's that?
It's not here.

You want to take me
somewhere?

I do.

You got in
without a sound.

You -- You can get out
without one,

and my car is
right down the street.

Agents outside
will never know.

Oh, really?
And where are we going?

To save a child, Damien.

Little boy.

He's hurting.
He's in so much pain.

And it's still happening?[ Gun cocks ]

[ Exhales deeply ]
You...

You can still save him.

I promise.

♪♪

Okay. Our UnSubs are
Damien Booth and Jade Waters.

They are both
trained assassins.

You should consider them armed
and extremely dangerous.

They may be traveling
in a silver sedan.

D.C. plates -- Lima niner two
Quebec seven...

[ Voice echoing ]
Hello, David.

♪♪

Alvez:
Now that we have Damien's face,

we're spreading it
to all law enforcement --

local, state,
and federal.

Virginia state troopers
have roadblocks set up

at all entrances
to White Forest Ridge Park.

Now, Damien and Jade
did not leave Jill on site.

So that means that we still have
a chance.

All right.
Let's head out.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

If they see a police
checkpoint, they'll run.

And if they run...

Hey.
Hey, let's talk it out.

What's going on
in your head?

I let this happen.No, you didn't.

W-Why did I leave?

I knew what they were
capable of.

Okay. Let's start there.
Why didyou leave?

Because...we kissed.

What?

We kissed.

Back up.
You kissed Jill?

No.
She kissed me.

She did.
She kissed me.

Why did she kiss you?

Well...
it had been a long day.

We were talking about
old times.

No.
Dave...think like a profiler.

Why would shekiss you?

♪♪

She wanted to make me
uncomfortable...

so I would leave.

She knew Damien and Jade
were coming.

She saved your life.

It's -- It's got to be
more than that.

It's...

Oh, Jesus.
What?

She has a profile.

She's gonna try to talk the gun
out of their hands.

W-Why would she
do that?

Because she saw something
I didn't,

something they couldn't resist,
some emotional button.

If she pressed it,
then they would have to --

They would have to
what?

She's taking them
to North Star.

That's made up.

Not to her.

Not anymore.

♪♪

[ Insects chirping,
owl hooting in distance ]

[ Brakes squeak ]

[ Engine stops ]

What is this place?

I told you.
It's where it started.

And where is
the little boy?

Inside.

♪♪

♪♪

Slowly.

[ Latch clicks, door rattles ]

♪♪

Turn the light on.

♪♪

[ Hinges creaking,
door rattles ]

This is not
where it started.

It is.

This is
my ex-husband's cabin.

This is where I helped
to shape the idea

that created
Stuart House.

Without that idea,

you could have had a chance
at a normal life.

You lied to me.

♪♪

Where's the boy?

It's you,Damien.

♪♪

This is a trick.

I read your file.

I know how your brain was
reshaped by abuse,

manipulation,
a conspiracy theory that w--

It's not a conspiracy.
It's the truth.

No.
I've studied this --

how even an idea
can tear families apart.

Children doubt their parents.
Parents hate their children.

I thought it could never happen
on a large scale.

But it did.
It -- It did.

I have been told that
I am delusional my whole life.

This...

[ Gun cocks ]...is not new.

To make sure someone
will do what you want,

you have to test them.

They have to be so convinced
of the conspiracy

that they'll hurt anyone,
even someone that they love.

But I would never hurt someone
that I love.

That's not true.

You loved Brooks...
your foster father,

and he loved you.

He never gave up
on you.

He tried to get you out
of Stuart House, and that...

Shut up.
...made him a problem
to the people in charge.

Shut the fuck up!

So they s-sent you
to kill him.

They told me
who he really was,

and they showed me
what he fucking did to kids.

That's right.
That's right.

And you confronted him,
and the more you accused him,

the more he denied it,

and the more he denied it,
the angrier you got.

until you had no choice...
but to kill him.

No.

He -- He w--
He was the first one.

No. No.
The -- The first test.

No.Wasn't he?

Shut up.

In the name of saving
the children, wasn't he?

♪♪

Part of you knew,
deep down,

that Brooks couldn't
hurt children.

But the part that believed --
Oh, God --

that part was louder.

And the reason it was louder

is because the abuse reshaped
your cerebral cortex.

That --
[ Softly ] No.

To --
In order to survive,

you had to see patterns
that weren't there.

And someone,
starting at Stuart House,

they reinforced
those fictional patterns.

[ Voice breaking ]
I...

The people
who made you GS-One.

[ Sobs softly ]

♪♪

[ Exhales sharply ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

They liberated me.

♪♪

No.

They didn't.

They sent you
to kill Brooks.

[ Groans ]

Back then,
you didn't have a choice.

But right here, right now,
you do.

You have a choice.
You have a choice.

♪♪

♪♪

[ Exhales deeply ]

[ Insects chirping ]

It was a lie.

All...

All of it.

♪♪

Yes.

♪♪

But the more that someone
tells a lie...

anyone will start
to believe it.

♪♪

[ Groans ]

♪♪

They're not going to
hurt you.

I won't let them.

♪♪

[ Sobs softly ]

It's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

♪♪

♪♪

[ Insects chirping ]

♪♪

Rossi:
FBI!

♪♪

It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.

David,
we are coming up,

but he is --
he is not armed.

Come out one at a time

and keep your hands
where we can see them.

Okay.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Put your hands in the air!

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[ Gunshot echoes ][ Grunts ]

♪♪

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! No![ Indistinct shouting ]

[ Gunfire, bullets ricocheting ]

West-northwest,
half a klick out!

[ Indistinct shouting,
gunfire continues ]

♪♪

[ Whirring, gun clicking ]

[ Static hisses ]

Status?Man:
It's a remote firing rig.

Assailant is on foot,
headed north.

Scramble all units.
Alert local PD.

Suspect is a Jade Waters.

Go. Go.

[ Sobs, screams ]

♪♪

[ Groans ]
This is my fault.

[ Sighs ]

Let me take you home.

It's my fault.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[ Breathing heavily ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Sobs ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Scream echoes ]

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