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I got her! No, no, no. No, Emily.

Stay with me. Come on. Stay with me.

Where's my medic?

She never made it off the table.

I didn't get a chance
to say good-bye.

Penelope, you gotta
stop staring at her.

I can't help it.

You know, everyone's feeling it
and nobody wants to talk about it.

It's too soon, Aaron.

Doesn't Strauss usually
run these assessments?

There was no way that was gonna happen.

Internalizing does make it worse.

I'll talk, but I don't want
to talk about her being gone.

It's like if we can't
keep each other safe,

then why are we even
doing any of this?

If I had just gotten there 60 seconds
earlier, Emily might still be with us.

Derek, you know that you
did everything you could.

- So where does that leave me?
- Angry.

You know, we, um... We come
in here and we talk to you.

Where do you go?

Dude, when she's trapped in the
ceiling and those cuts just appear...

Dude, classic horror.

Cheesy special effects, but,
damn, you were scared.

- Thanks.
- Unnecessary.

There was too much blood and gore and... Ew.

Garcia, it's a slasher film. How do you
do a slasher film without violence?

- You imply it.
- Baby, the movie is called Slice 6.

What were you expecting?

A refreshing beverage
with a twist of comedy.

I'm gonna have
nightmares for a week.

With everything that we do and see
on a daily basis, that got to you?

Listen, newb, you may be all
Sigourney Weaver ass-kicking tough,

which is awesome, but the mystical
mavens of innocence like myself

jump at things that
go bump in the night.

Why are you worried? I'm sure
that Morgan will protect you.

As long as he's not jumping out of his
chair like a prepubescent schoolgirl.

The only reason I jumped is
'cause you guys woke me up.

- How could you sleep during that?
- Easy.

You drag me out after a
12-hour workday for what?

You telling me that girl didn't know that
the unsub was waiting for her upstairs?

- Come on now.
- Villain.

- What?
- In movies, unsubs are called villains.

My bad.

Do you want to know why horror
movies are so successful?

Why is that, genius?

They prey on our instinctual
need to survive.

In tribal days, a woman's
scream would signal danger,

and the men would return from
hunting to protect their pack.

That's why it's always the women and not
the men who fall victim to the bogeyman.

Count on you, Reid,
to break a movie down to science.

My favorite thing about horror
movies is the suspense factor.

Ah, the ticking clock.

The helpless victim walks
through the dark...

Shadows reaching out to get her.

A sudden noise draws her attention.

Is someone there, or is it just in her head?

Still, it's totally unrealistic.

No one should be walking through a
dark alley by themselves at night.

Hello.

No one should be walking
through a dark alley

without a Derek
Morgan by their side.

But the best part
of a horror movie...

you never know when the end is gonna come.

Damn it.

* If you should smile
and look so surprised *

Michelle?

* I light a fire
in your new shoes *

* Let's hope that your soles
don't burn to the floor *

* I light the fire *

* I light the fire *

I wasn't expecting you
back till the morning.

* I light the fire *

No!

No!

Go away! No!

What we didn't see coming is that the
Slicer's brother was in the closet.

Frightening.

His betrayal consumed him, and he sent
his brother to his own private hell.

Speaking of horror...

What's Strauss doing here?

Whatever it is,
I cast my vote on "not good."

I was expecting the grief
assessments yesterday.

I left them on your
desk last night.

Oh, well, good.

The next step... your team
will be observed in the field.

Th... This really isn't the
time for another evaluation.

When is a good time?

You've decided this without
reading the assessments?

Is there something
that I should know?

No, it's just that everyone
grieves differently,

and this team is no exception.

All right. Fine.
I will look at your findings,

but just know that there
will be another review.

- When do you leave for San Diego?
- As soon as we present the case.

Good.

- Let's get started.
- Okay.

Monica Shanley, Natalie Wallace,
Amber Lasko...

three college students killed in their
off-campus apartments in the last five days.

Two were going to San
Diego Coastal University,

one was going to San Diego Tech.

The unsub definitely has a type.
They could all be related.

Yeah, what he said.
They're all in their early 20s,

brunette, majoring in education
and/or child development.

Is there any indication
that they knew one another?

As it stands right now, I'm coming up empty.

Their apartments were spread
throughout the city, so...

No fingerprints at the crime scene.
The unsub uses gloves.

- He's organized.
- Forced entry at all the apartments...

back door, patio door,
living room window.

The homes were wrecked.
Clear evidence of a struggle.

He's creating a scene.

He wants to inflict fear
not only in his victim

but in whomever finds the body.

Could be a message to the local P.D.
"Look what I can do."

He's killed 3 women
in under a week.

In all likelihood, he's hunting
for his fourth victim now.

San Diego P.D. Wants us on the
scene as soon as possible.

Stephen King wrote,

"Sometimes human places
create inhuman monsters."

Our unsub has a type and a temper.

Amber was getting
ready for her bath.

It would have been an easy target
for a sexual assault but none came.

That's highly unusual behavior
for this kind of unsub.

You know, extreme violence and physical
aggression is, in its nature, sexual.

That's true, but as a
substitution for the sex act.

This guy could be impotent.

He can't perform, so that's why
he goes all out for the kill.

If he's targeting female college students,
we need to make sure that campus officials

were informed if they
haven't been already.

We also can't rule out
other students and faculty.

You know, San Diego's essentially
one big college town,

with an enrollment at SDCU of
approximately 65,000 students.

San Diego County has 9 universities...
5 private, 4 public.

We add 7 more if we're
including trade schools.

Each girl lived off-campus and
was attacked in their apartment.

That's pretty high-risk.

Less risky if he's stalking them in advance,
running layouts and routines.

Between classes and part-time jobs,
they'd be home sporadically at best.

Which tells us they're not victims
of opportunity. He targets them,

then stalks them to know where they
live and when they're gonna be alone.

Morgan, you and Reid go to
the last victim's apartment.

Seaver, interview the roommate. Dave and
I will go to the medical examiner's.

Well, there's no secure parking.

I rode a bike when
I was in college.

That's 'cause you weren't old
enough to drive, Einstein.

I could drive. It's just the government
wouldn't issue me a license until I was 14.

A lot of places for the
unsub to hide out here.

Yeah, he could have easily grabbed
her when she passed through here.

Yet she made it all the
way to her apartment.

Where she should feel safe,
but then he took that from her.

All of the women have defensive wounds
on the arms. They put up a fight.

The number of stab wounds
increases with each victim, yes?

Yes. On Monica Shanley,
the wounds show hesitation,

and the fatal blow is
directly to the heart.

Did the strike indicate any medical
knowledge on the part of the unsub?

- Truthfully, I think he got lucky.
- He hadn't built his confidence yet.

Yeah, but by the time he gets to his
third kill, he knows what he's doing.

More direct cuts.

She died from massive blood loss.

He's improving quickly.

He made the struggle last longer
because he wanted her to suffer.

So now he's starting to enjoy it.

I'm Agent Derek Morgan.
This is Dr. Spencer Reid.

Detective Bryce Harding.

Amber's roommate, Michelle,
told us she was out of town

visiting family when
the attack occurred.

The unsub must have known that.
That's why he made his move last night.

He jimmied the lock on the window.

I guess he needed the privacy
to complete the torture.

Well, most sadists like
to kill on their own turf.

This guy didn't risk taking
her to a secondary location.

Maybe something happened which makes
the location of the kill significant.

Look. That's something new.

He's smearing blood on the walls,

exhibiting more control
and rage over his victims,

taking pleasure in the kill.

What's with the
specific physical type?

It looks like he's taking his anger out
on women who represent someone he knows.

Yeah, like Edmund Kemper. He most likely
can't confront his true target yet,

so he's going after
women who look like her

until he can build up the
confidence to complete his endgame.

Sorry about that. What can I get you?

I should have been
there to help her.

Amber and I were friends
since the third grade.

Always inseparable.

She got into San
Diego Coastal first.

I was so pissed.

I didn't talk to her for a week.

And then, two days later,
my acceptance letter came in the mail.

It's okay, Michelle.

It's not that I wasn't happy for her.
I just wanted to go, too.

I know. It's a completely normal reaction.

But I need you to think.

Had any new people come
into her life recently?

Not that I know of. I had to
twist her arm to get her out.

So she wasn't into
the college scene?

She could party with the best of them.
She just worked her ass off.

Academically or for money?

Money. If it wasn't dog-walking
at 10 bucks an hour,

it was house-sitting
or proofreading.

- She kept busy.
- So she took on a lot of odd jobs.

She wasn't a rich kid from Orange County.

Do you know where she heard
about the part-time work?

Everywhere.

Coffeehouses, Craigslist,
the student center.

You name it.

Thank you.

The first victim,
Monica Shanley's BFF,

reported that they were
talking on the phone

and hung up just before Monica
stepped inside her apartment.

What does that get us?

Well, some neighbors heard loud screaming

coming from Monica's
apartment at 11:12 p.m.

At 11:15, they called 911.

11:26, cops arrived.

He's able to strike, kill and
get out in less than 14 minutes?

How'd it go?

According to her roommate,
Amber worked odd jobs to make ends meet.

Could be where she made
contact with the unsub.

Garcia, get us a list of jobs

that Amber worked the last few months,
and look for personal checks

she might have deposited as
under-the-table payments.

- Copy that.
- The unsub stalks his victims.

He knows their routine. He could
attack them anytime they're alone,

even in their cars, but he chooses
to attack them in their homes.

And waits for them to bolt
the doors before he strikes.

He wants them to feel safe before
he takes that away from them.

It's about making them feel powerless
in their own personal space.

So it's physical and
psychological torture.

If he keeps to his accelerated timetable,
he'll strike tonight.

Hey, little guy. You okay?

Is that you making all that noise?

You are so adorable.

You want to pose for the camera?

Everything's untouched,
as requested.

Vic's name is Laurie Burgin,
a student at San Diego Tech.

She was babysitting.

We profiled that he gets off by
striking inside the victims' homes.

- Why did he kill here?
- That's a big change in MO.

Maybe Laurie had a roommate, so the unsub
figured he'd have more time on the job.

Did he hurt the child?

Kid was crying in the crib
when the family got home.

I'll talk to them. You two go on in.

Mr. And Mrs. Jenkins,
I'm David Rossi with the FBI.

Do you mind if I ask
you a few questions?

Of course. Whatever you need.

- Now, was Laurie a family friend?
- No.

We're new to the area.
We haven't had time to make friends yet.

- And how did you meet her?
- Online. Craigslist.

I told him not to do it.

I didn't have a choice. We both work.

I looked into nanny services,
but the start-up costs were ridiculous.

How many people did you interview?

- I lost count.
- She seemed like the right fit.

She was a college student,
didn't party too much.

She was a hard worker,

and little Julian loved her.

Did she talk about any boyfriends

or say anything that may
have raised an alarm?

- Not that I can think of.
- She was single.

She had a boyfriend back in Tennessee,
but they broke up.

- And how long ago was that?
- A month, I think.

I'm not sure.

Thank you.

With an infant in the room, Laurie
would have been at her most vulnerable.

Look at this.

He felt compelled to organize the supplies.

Look.

You think the unsub fed the kid?

He stabs Laurie, so the kid
probably started crying.

Maybe he gave the kid the bottle
in order to keep him quiet.

What kind of an unsub stops
murdering to care for an infant?

One who identifies with the child.

We might be looking for someone with
a deep-rooted abandonment issue.

Or maybe the baby crying
interfered with his enjoyment

of watching the
babysitter bleed out?

Well, either way, caring for the child
would be psychological torture for Laurie.

Reid.

Look at that.

She's got several missed calls and a few
text messages from social networking sites.

"What's with the photo?
Halloween isn't for months."

Speak, boy wonder. Behold my might.

Garcia, the latest victim,
Laurie Burgin,

was writing something on
the Internet last night.

Can you figure out what it was?

Yeah. I was just tweeting
myself. Uno momento.

Oh, God.

Reid.

She managed to take a picture
of the unsub before she died.

- Can't really make him out.
- I can tell you more.

Laurie's account was active 2
hours after that photo was posted.

Well, there's no record
of her calling 911.

He must have uploaded the image himself.

And continued posting status
updates after she died.

"Feeling faint at heart."

"All alone and too scared to cry."

All right. This isn't good.
He's mocking his victims now.

He sat here tweeting while
Laurie bled to death.

All right, baby girl, listen.

I need you to go through
Laurie's accounts.

See who was following her and
see who was messaging back.

- On it.
- All right. Let's get out of here.

Let's get back to Hotch.
We got a photo and we got a profile.

Thank you, Garcia.

We're looking for a white
male in his early 20s.

Because he's stalking his victims,

we believe that he either works out
of his house or a part-time job.

This unsub strikes in the
home rather than outside

where he could more
easily abduct his victims.

This tells us that his social
skills are most likely lacking,

and he may not have the
confidence to talk to women.

His confidence with killing,
however, is growing.

He's gone from hesitant
strikes in the victim's home

to painting the walls with blood.

Our unsub is developing
a taste for the kill.

And his victims share similar
features and backgrounds,

and we believe that they represent someone

whom the unsub thinks has wronged him,
and he's taking out his rage on them.

Because the unsub shows
signs of one neat aspect

and started killing suddenly
and effectively with no break,

we believe he was recently
incarcerated or institutionalized.

Look at men who got out a month or so ago.

Their records will show
a history of violence,

anger toward women and/or
symbols of authority.

We need to warn all young
women to be hypervigilant,

especially in their
online acquaintances,

but also with service workers,
maintenance staff, and deliverymen.

Are we telling college girls not to let
people in uniforms into their homes?

No, but tell them to double-check IDs, call
dispatch before they let anybody inside.

How do we avoid inciting panic?

Panic is inevitable, but we still
need to keep everyone informed.

Uniformed officers are posting
warnings across campuses.

Now, since the Jenkins
family found Laurie online,

we believe the unsub may
be using similar methods...

profiles, job postings, anything that
gives a little too much information

that the unsub could use
to hunt his victims.

Time's not on our side.

We think he's already got his
next victim in his sights.

His account tracks back to an e-mail
address he created yesterday morning.

IP address leads to
a public terminal.

That's where the trail ends.

What about at the Jenkins house?

He was tweeting with her
prior to the assault.

The unsub hacked into the
Jenkins' Wi-Fi network.

Pretty smart for a guy who's been locked up.

Yeah, he has gotten good
at covering his tracks.

How are you doing on a list of
criminal records and releases?

Oh, right. That. Okay.

I searched local college students,
which is a lot,

and I'm a masochist, so I went ahead
and included military personnel

because San Diego has a big
naval and marine presence.

Combining those two pools,
I am swimming in criminal infractions.

All right. Filter out sexual
assault and lewd behavior.

Filtering at the
speed of tech, sir.

And what about background
financials on the victims?

Is there any evidence of jobs
being performed under the table?

Actually, in all cases,
there were personal checks

deposited from several accounts,
most under $100.

All right. Send a list of
account holders, and, Seaver,

when you get them, start making phone calls.

What am I looking for?

Any victims who might have
worked as babysitters.

Okay.

- Yes, ma'am.
- How's it going?

We've delivered the profile,
and the locals are canvassing the area.

Any leads?

- Did you call for a field update?
- No.

I've been reviewing your grief assessments,
and they're incomplete.

- How's that?
- Yours isn't there.

My orders were to assess the team.

You don't think the mental state
of your team's leader is relevant?

- You need to talk to someone, too.
- Is that an order?

If that's the only way
you'll do it, yes.

Ma'am, with all due respect,
we've got 4 women dead,

and we'll probably have
another one by the morning.

Find me when you get back.

She's relentless.

- Tell me about it.
- Can I help with anything?

No, I'm good. Thanks.

All those dead girls look
just like you, sweetheart.

You don't think I realize that?
That last girl... I could be her sister.

- What was that?
- Kill. Kill.

- Okay, so not funny.
- Killl

- Aw, come on. Relax.
- You set the alarm, right?

Um, yeah. Let's just see.

Alarm is set.

Kid's asleep. Come over?

I can't. I got a paper due in the morning.

- I'll write it for you.
- Really?

Yeah, just get over...

- Wait.
- What's wrong, Lily?

Um...

What is it?

Something just triggered the alarm.
Can you stay on the phone?

Yeah, okay. Lily?

Oh!

- Oh, my God!
- Lily, what's wrong?

- Lily?
- Sorry. Um...

The Ellisons are back. I gotta go.

Sorry. We came in from the garage.

- No, sorry. I'm just a little on edge.
- We should have called first.

- You're home early.
- Well, someone was bored.

Says the man who snored and attracted
the attention of everyone around us.

- How's the little one?
- Still the best baby ever.

I put him to bed, uh,
I think, half an hour ago.

Can you be here tomorrow
morning at 8 instead of 9?

- My meeting got moved up.
- Yeah. Sure.

- Do you want to just stay?
- No. I'm fine.

Thanks.

- See you tomorrow?
- Yep. Bright and early.

- Did he get another babysitter?
- Not just her.

Who's that?

Amy Ellison. She and her
son are the sole survivors.

The housekeeper found them
locked in the nursery.

- They were locked in there all night?
- He broke the handle off the door.

I'll meet you guys inside.

Mrs. Ellison, we'll take him
now and check his vitals.

I'll bring him right
back to you. Come on.

Come here. Hi.

Hello, Amy. My name's Derek Morgan.
I'm with the FBI.

I understand you've been
through a great ordeal.

I'd just like to ask you a few
questions if that's all right.

Okay.

Did you happen to see the
man who came in your home?

Only for a couple seconds. He was...

He was wearing a mask.

He rushed right at Jake.

I... I couldn't...

It's okay. Take your time.

I ran to Jake, but there was so much blood.

He grabbed Lily and held
the knife to her throat,

locked me in the
nursery with the baby.

Did you hear anything while
you were locked inside?

Screaming.

Jake suffered multiple stab
wounds to the chest and abdomen.

The sitter, Lily,
got the brunt of it.

This is the second time he struck
inside someone else's home.

He's telling us something.

He's narrowing in on
his ideal victimology.

Babysitting somehow fits into the
scenario he's trying to recreate.

You know what? He changed his M.O. As well.

He violated Lily with a knife.

He hasn't shown aggressive
sexual behavior up till now.

- What's different?
- This is more personal.

She could be the one he's
been after all along.

I don't know. This guy's meticulous.

He plans everything out.

Then why didn't he know the
Ellisons were returning?

I think he did. I mean,
the unsub was watching the house.

He knew that they came home,
but he just didn't care. He adapted.

Went after the
biggest threat first.

He eliminated Jake in order to
gain control over Lily and Amy.

There are two initial points of attack...
one in the hallway outside the nursery

and the other one here.

Yet both bodies ended up together.

Look at the way they're posed...
directly looking at each other.

He wanted them to
watch each other die.

I think it's more than that.

This change in behavior could
be the piece that we're missing.

This guy knew the Ellisons were home,
but he struck anyway.

He could have taken
out the entire family,

but he chose to spare the
mother and the child.

- Why?
- With the Jenkins,

the unsub actually fed the baby.

Here, he spared the mother and
locked her in a room with her son.

It's like he's
protecting the children.

The addition of Jake Ellison caused
the unsub to change his methodology.

For the first time, he posed the bodies,

and he's also sexually
violated one of the victims.

Okay, we have a father posed
to look at a dying babysitter

and a mother and child
protected upstairs.

That's a pretty clear message.

Garcia, search for local women
who died in their early 30s,

and they're survived by a
husband and at least one son.

Go back 10 to 15 years.

Cross that with new marriage
licenses filed by surviving husbands.

The unsub's always
been troubled, Garcia,

so look for youthful offenders who would
have fit into the sociopathic triad.

Okay, I've got 30 matches, which points
to a disturbing social phenomenon

and does not help
us narrow this down.

Okay, so cross-reference that with your list

of newly-released inmates
and mental patients.

Okay, I've got a few.

What about... Here's one.
Greg Phinney, Chula Vista.

He was put into juvie when he was 13 for...

threatening his
stepmom with a knife.

What do we know about
the stepmother?

Kate Jones, aka the second Mrs. Phinney.

Married Greg's father a year after Greg's
mother was killed in a car accident.

Greg was 11 at the time.

Mr. Phinney died 4 weeks ago.

Is there any evidence that Kate worked in
the Phinney home before the mother's death?

Oh, the plot solidifies.
Kate cited additional income as caregiver

on her tax returns when
she was a college student.

Payments trace back
to the Phinneys.

Kate filed numerous reports
against Greg for violent behavior,

experimentation on animals.

Greg's father finally put the
kibosh on things when he was 17.

Had him institutionalized.
Greg was released 2 weeks ago.

- Just before the killings started.
- Garcia, where's Greg Phinney now?

Yeah, that's a good question.

Oh...

Oh...

Hello, Kate.

Greg Phinney, FBI. Open the door!

- Bedroom's clear.
- He's not in here.

Baby girl,

can you tell me why Greg Phinney's
laptop has an employee log-in screen?

Well, lover, I have
been doing some digging.

Did you know that he's been working
part-time as a data entry clerk

at the San Diego Register?

He was in an institution.
Where did he get time to find a job?

Uh, he didn't even have to look.

This job is part of his
work-release program.

And 20 hours of Internet
privileges will go a long way.

That's how he finds his victims.
He browses the classifieds.

Did he have access to the
customers' personal information?

Oh, honey, he entered it.

That must be Kate Phinney.

Well, he's obviously built up
the confidence to confront her.

- Garcia...
- Reading your mind. Calling the others.

Stop, please!

Do you feel that?

Of course I do!

Not the pain.

Do you feel your heart starting
to beat a little faster?

It's not your mind panicking.

It's your body. It's fighting to adapt.

What, am I one of your animals now?

No.

I didn't want them to suffer.

No! No! No!

Greg's not at home, so he's
probably already at Kate's house.

Kate's the object of his hostility.
He's gonna take his time.

Let's light them up.
Make sure he knows we're coming.

They're coming for you.

They're gonna be too late.

Dave, take some uniforms
and find the back door.

I'm gonna try to get
inside and talk to him.

You think that's gonna work?

I don't think Kate gets
out of this any other way.

Your father...
he wouldn't want this.

You have no right
to talk about him.

He was my husband, Greg.

He was my dad.

- You told him to lock me up.
- No...

- You made him do it.
- No, I didn't. You did.

You... You... What you did to our puppy,

what you did to the
neighbors' cats...

- I mean, he knew what you were.
- Shut up!

You ruined everything.

No. I took care of you.

We wanted the best for you.

Sending me away?

What, so I wasn't your
problem anymore? What?

Greg Phinney, this is Agent Aaron Hotchner.

I need to talk to you about your
demands so you can let Kate go.

I don't... I don't
have any demands.

I ju... I want... I want her
to pay for what she's done.

What has she done?

She took my dad.

And she's a whore
and she ruined us.

Greg, I think this is more about
your dad than it is about Kate.

No. No, no. She... She got me locked up.

Your dad put you away.

Don't turn this on him.

Greg, I need to ask you a
very important question.

Do you want to live?

What do you mean?

I think you do. And if so,
you need to let me in the house,

otherwise I can't guarantee that
you're gonna walk out of there.

Uh, y-you can come to the door.

Seaver, I want you to come in with me.
Leave your firearm here.

Be compassionate and
sympathetic to him.

Let him tell you how
Kate betrayed him

and how much you
understand his devastation.

I never said that you could
bring in anyone else.

I know, but I thought if we talked inside,
we could work this out ourselves.

Are you some kind of a negotiator?

No guns.

No guns.

Okay.

Close the door.

All right. Stand over there.

You need to put the gun down.

We need to get out of here.
Is that gonna happen?

As long as you've got a gun, if one of
the agents outside has a clear shot,

he'll take it.

I don't have line of sight.

We're ready to move when you do.

Tell me what you want, Greg.

You know, I don't want
to get locked up again.

Don't you really want
Kate to apologize

for making your dad
forget your mom?

No. I didn't do that.

Unless the next words out of
your mouth are "I'm sorry,"

I don't want to hear anything else from you.

I understand, Greg.

I do. She took care of you.

You trusted her,

and then she betrayed you as
soon as your mother was gone.

It must have crushed you
when Kate married your dad.

How did it make you feel, Greg?

I'm sorry.

You felt betrayed,
didn't you, Greg?

Ask her the question, Greg.

Go ahead.

Ask her.

Why not me?

Why not me?

Answer him, Kate.

Because you were just a... a boy.

But I loved you.

- I loved you.
- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- But I loved you, Kate!

- I'm sorry.
- Don't kill me, Greg, please!

Bring in backup.

Come on. Let's go.

Oh...

Oh...

Agent Seaver.

Uh, what you said in there... is it true?

Did he... Did he really
do all this because of me?

No. I had to be aggressive towards
you in order to gain Greg's trust.

None of this is your fault.

Then why?

Greg was always a troubled child.

Losing his mother and then his
father made him even more unstable.

Sometimes we do everything right,
and we still lose.

Greg was a sociopath, and there's nothing
you could have done to change that.

Thank you.

Good work, Agent.

Thanks.

Hey.

Nice job, kid.

Thank you.

"Every journey into the past
is complicated by delusions,

false memories,
false namings of real events."

Adrienne Rich.

You wanted to see me?

Good job in San Diego.

Thank you.

Despite a challenging year, your team
seems to be functioning surprisingly well.

- But?
- No.

I agree with your assessment
and so does the Director.

Why, uh... Why the interest
in the well-being of my team?

The Director has some concerns.

What kind of concerns?

There's a chance that I
might need your help,

and I want you to be in
a position to assist.

What's going on?

I'm just dealing with a
few things right now.

What is it?

I might have to be away for a few months.

I'm not asking you to step
away from your duties,

but I might need you to
supervise some departments.

Whatever you need. Of course.

I'll be available by phone.

Would you...

Do you want to talk about it?

So you can assess me?

I don't do that either.