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- * Woke up this morning feeling fine *

* There's something special on my mind *

* Last night,
I met a new girl in the neighborhood *

* Whoa, yeah *

* Something tells me I'm
into something good *

- * Something tells me I'm into something *

- * She's the kind of
girl who's not too shy *

* And I can tell I'm her kind of guy *

* She danced close to me
like I hoped she would *

- Step forward. You know the drill.

* *

* *

- Secure Delta 12 cell door.

- All sensors online for Delta 12.

Monitoring vitals on Charlie 25.

* *

Man, those sunflowers on
the wall give me the creeps.

- Everyone down there gives me the creeps.

* *

Those double shifts are brutal.

- Any plans for the weekend?

- Yeah, I plan on not doing anything.

- Man, I miss the single life.

* *

What's happening?

- I have no idea. Something's not right.

Initiating security override.

- Seismic activity increasing!

All the sensors are going off!

* *

- What was that?

* *

- Drive. Drive!

Drive!

- Boss catches you late again,
he's gonna fire you.

- Neil can relax.

Besides, if he fires me,
who's gonna do his job?

Hey, can you pull up table four,
baseball hat?

- We're watching that game.
There's nothing here.

- Oh, ye of little faith, don't doubt

the great Bex Henderson.

- * Whoa, Black Betty, bam-ba-lam *

* Whoa, Black Betty, bam-ba-lam *

* Black Betty had a child, bam-ba-lam *

- He knows the dealer.

Look.

She is looking at every
other player when she deals.

Not him.

Ah, there it is.

She just took one from
the bottom of the deck.

Hey, can we get security, table four?

- And I guess that's why we have an ex-FBI

profiler on the team.

- I'm gonna need both
of you to come with us.

- * Whoa, Black Betty, bam-ba-lam *

- Whoa, what's this?

- We being raided?

- * Whoa, Black Betty, bam-ba-lam *

* Whoa, Black Betty, bam-ba-lam *

- They're here for me.

So does this mean I'm back in?

- No. But you wanted off the bench.

This is off the bench.

For now.

- Where am I going?

- Home to pack.

Plane leaves in an hour.

- Hey, Sam.

- You have got to hear this.

Do you remember that poli-sci seminar?

- You got in?
- I got in.

Well, I need to move my
schedule around a little, but--

wait, why aren't you at work?

I don't hear any slot machines.

- There has been a change of plans.

- Is everything OK?

Tell me that cute doctor
from down the street

finally asked you out.

Yeah, no,

I forgot to tell you,
we're eloping to Paris.

I'm actually on the
plane with him right now.

- Funny.

But honestly,

he would run away with you in a heartbeat.

I've seen the way he looks at you.

- Hey, Sam, listen, I'm so sorry.

I know I said I was gonna
come up this weekend, but--

- You can't.

That's totally fine.

But wait, um, what are you doing?

Ma'am.

- Attention, all base personnel...

Roger that.

- Special Agent Henderson, welcome.

This is Jacob Hassani, White House advisor.

Have a seat.

You have a number of high-profile cases

on your record, Agent Henderson.

From what I can see,
you should be running the BAU.

Instead, you're working the day shift

at the Royal Hearts Casino.

- What can I say? Some people fail up.

With all due respect,
Madam Attorney General,

I don't think you flew me across the country

to talk about the trajectory of my career,

so what is this about?

- Richard Harris.

Hell of a first case for a young profiler,
hmm?

- I was a probie at the time.
It wasn't my case.

- Yeah, your former partner,
Agent Odell, was the primary.

* *

- Anything you need to
know about Agent Odell,

you can read in my file.

- I have.

Let's talk about Harris.

- Richard Harris killed seven women.

During the arrest, an eighth victim

was found unconscious in the
basement of the residence--

Nicole Westin.

She survived.
- And Harris?

- Executed in 2017.

- What is your professional
assessment of Richard Harris?

* *

- You want me to profile
a dead serial killer?

* *

OK.

* *

Richard Harris was the
product of intense physical

and emotional abuse from his mother.

She would lock him in the
basement in complete darkness

for days at a time.

As an adult, he would revisit that trauma

by finding women that he viewed

as a surrogate for his own mother.

He would abduct them, sedate them,

and inject ammonia sulfite into their eyes.

He would blind them,
plunging them into the same darkness

that he experienced as a child.

Richard Harris was this intelligent,

narcissistic psychopath
who sought to fulfill

a revenge fantasy by brutally torturing

and killing innocent women.

My question, though, is,
why the hell is the CIA

so interested in a dead serial killer?

I mean, no offense, but White House advisor?

You'd have a better chance convincing me

you work at Chick-fil-A.

So, ma'am, can we please cut the crap

and tell me why I'm actually here?

* *

- Come with me.

I'll show you.

Majority of our nation's nuclear stockpile

is housed in a missile complex
right here in this valley.

Last night,
there was an explosion in one of the silos.

- What kind of explosion?
- A big one.

Most likely a gas buildup
in the cooling system.

But that's not our main
concern at the moment.

- What is?

- A nuclear missile complex
is one of the most covert

and secure locations on the planet,

which is why, for the last 30 years,

this one has been home
to a classified prison.

- Wait, did you say prison?

- It's called the Pit.

It's home to the most violent
and dangerous criminals

the world has ever known.

Or at least it was until the blast hit.

The explosion shook the whole valley.

The blast wave hit the prison
and completely collapsed

the central structure.

Only a handful of personnel
were recovered alive,

including the warden.

He's still in surgery.

We don't anticipate many more survivors.

Here,
this is Detention Specialist Shane Florence.

He's gonna take us inside.

Florence.

- Special Agent Bex Henderson.

You're a prison guard here?

- Until the walls came down, yes, ma'am.

Follow me.

A lot of the structure is still unstable,

so we got the bots inside
looking for survivors.

- Bravo Two's signal is strong.

Following Alpha One in the breach.

Radiation levels nominal and holding.

Alpha One has entered no-man's-land.

- That's what's left of the prison cells.

- How many inmates got out?

- We won't have a complete
picture for some time.

- Why some time?

What about roadblocks, checkpoints?

- We can't do that.

- Why the hell not?

- Because...

this prison doesn't exist.

* *

The reason you're here, Agent Henderson,

is because we've only been able

to positively identify one escapee.

- Richard Harris.

His prison jumpsuit was
recovered beside the bodies

of two guards he strangled to death,

and we need your help to catch him

before he kills anyone else.

* *

* *

* *

- But Richard Harris is dead.

He was executed by lethal
injection eight years ago.

- That's not entirely accurate.

- Well, multiple witnesses saw him die,

so unless the CIA is in
the resurrection business--

- I understand you have questions.

- Who the hell thought this
place was a good idea, anyways?

- The only thing that matters
now is that we find Harris,

because he's alive and he's out there.

Or you're welcome to go back to profiling

drunken gamblers at the Royal Hearts.

- Sir, facial rec got a hit.

- Where is this?
- Denver.

- CIA has a plane, right?

- Thank you.

- Wait, I'm coming with you.

- No. This is not your problem.

- I've been pulling bodies
out of the rubble all night.

I'm not just gonna sit on my hands

knowing an inmate's loose.

- Appreciate everything you've done

for the recovery effort,
but we'll take it from here.

- Harris was on my cell block.

I've spent the last six
years down here with him,

and I know you all know his file,

but nobody has spent more
time with him than me.

Nobody here knows him better than me.

You want to do this quickly?

You want to do this quietly?

I can help.

* *

- You got a change of clothes?

No ID on the woman yet.
- What about the vehicle?

- Can't get a clear shot of the plate.

- Hmm.

Well, they could be anywhere by now.

I found these in the galley.

These are for anybody, right?

- The victim does not fit the profile.

Every other woman is a dead ringer for Mom.

They're all blonde.

- Well,
the guy has been locked up for a while.

Maybe he got less picky.

No, this is too impulsive.

Organized killers like Harris,
they plan out every move.

The preparation, the anticipation,

it's all part of the process, right?

This is broad daylight.

This is new behavior, which means

he's either escalating, or--

- Or he abducted her for another reason.

- Yeah, exactly. But why?

- Well, job one is figuring out who she is.

We find her, we find him.

* *

- Harris used to say the
girls he took were gifts.

* *

- According to his file,
there's nothing to indicate

that Harris was motivated by anything other

than a revenge fantasy.

But maybe "gifts" was the term he used

for the gratification he
felt torturing the victims.

- Oof.

You know, when,
uh-- when the blast went off,

I was in the locker room
getting ready for my shift.

And the first thing I saw
when I managed to get out

was the body of another guard.

I saw what they did to him.

- Is that why you stayed?

* *

- It was my watch.

- Captain.

Hassani, DOD.

We're looking for a suspect who
may have moved through here.

- DOD, is that right?

Guess you forgot to call.

- Yeah, it's a fluid situation.

- Right.

Well, we got a college girl, Corinne Mathis.

She just got snatched up.

We're heading over to the residence,

y'all want to tag along.

- He's not going back to her place.

- Why not? He's on the run.

He needs a place to catch his breath, right?

- No, college students have roommates.

Harris wouldn't risk that.

He already had a plan when he took her.

- Listen, unless you got a better idea,

I can't run the risk of
having some local cops

get to Harris before we do.

We got to go.

- Harris abducted her from
this place on purpose,

and it wasn't to take her home.

- Can't let them get there ahead of us.

We have to keep a lid on this.

- He won't be there, but go.

- Call us if you find anything.

- Authorities are currently investigating

a suspected ecoterrorist bombing

that took place earlier today in the hills

outside of Cheyenne, Wyoming.

- Hi.
- Just a coffee, please.

Hey, do you know those guys looking at me?

- Yeah, they're here every weekend.

- Mm.

How do they tip?

Like it's the 1930s.

Thank you.

Yeah, I used to work at a diner,

and I had regulars like that.

They give a lot more advice than tips,
don't they?

- They do like to talk, though.

- Mm-hmm.

How about Corinne? Did she like to talk?

- I didn't see anything.

I already told the other police that.

- I know, but you knew her.

Look, any detail, no matter how small,
would be helpful.

Did she come in here a lot?

- Most days.

She's always studying.

She wants to be a veterinarian.

- She's studying to be a vet?

- Yeah, she, uh, works part-time

at the animal hospital.

* *

- Corinne Mathis works at an animal hospital

three blocks away from the diner.

Harris is after sedatives.

That's where he took her.

* *

* *

* *

* *

* *

* *

* *

- Bex, don't shoot! Don't shoot. It's us.

Hey, are you OK?

- Where'd he go?

Where is he?
- Where is she?

Where is she?

Where is she?

If he doesn't talk, the girl dies.

- We need to get on the radio
and call for a search team.

- It's 12 degrees outside.
We're in the middle of nowhere.

By the time a search team gets here,

she's gonna freeze to death.

- We're not gonna let that happen.

They will find her, OK?

* *

Oliver.

- Make the call.

* *

* *

- You OK?

- I should have had him.

- Well, you saved Corrine.

- Yeah, and now he has exactly what he needs

to torture the next one.

* *

* *

* *

* *

* *

* *

- How are the eyes?

- Hey, if we're gonna get ahead of Harris,

I need to know exactly who he is now, today.

Not who he was, OK?

I need doctor reports,
prison files, whatever you have.

- You saw the prison.
Everything is under rubble.

- What about the recordings?

- What, uh, recordings?

- The therapy sessions with the inmates.

They're filmed and digitally archived.

- How do you feel you're responding

to the therapy we're doing?

- Never leave a thing unfinished.

That's what Mother used to tell me.

No matter where I set the needle down,

I can always pick right
back up where I left off.

See, I can always finish.

* *

I stitched her eyes closed, you know.

* *

Isn't it beautiful?

Might be my best one yet.

- What are we supposed to learn from this,

that Harris is gonna murder a Joann Fabrics?

He's clearly out of his mind.

- Shane, have you seen that before?

- The nightmare pillow?

- No, that flower.

- Yeah. Yeah, he drew that everywhere.

It was all over his cell.

- Kind of like that?

- Never leave a thing unfinished.

- He's going after the one that got away.

* *

He's going after Nicole Westin.

- You know,
being with these inmates every day,

clocking in, clocking out, uh,

it's easy to forget the
things that they have done.

Then I see something like this.

So, uh,
when did you decide you wanted to hunt

serial killers for a living?

15.

- As in years old?

Wow, OK, so I guess you were the--

the cool kid in high school, huh?

* *

It was the summer of my sophomore year,

and there had been a series
of killings in the town over.

12 girls.

My dad was the sheriff at the time,

so I would stay up late listening to him

on the phone with the FBI,

writing my own little
notes in an evidence book.

It was a small town, though, so people

were actually pretty scared.

But my best friend-- her dad,

he seemed, um,
just a little too interested in it.

He was always asking me
what the police had heard,

if they had any suspects.

So one night, I was sleeping over,

and I thought, hey,
I'm gonna play detective.

'Cause couldn't possibly be him, right?

When everyone was asleep,
I went into the garage, and...

I found a rope in a drawer,

tied in a strange knot,
and I recognized it immediately

'cause I had seen the exact same thing

in a crime scene photo in my dad's office.

And I knew right then it was him.

- So you caught a serial killer at 15?

- Yeah, just your regular
neighborhood Nancy Drew, right?

But I knew then that's what I wanted to do.

- Well, I thought you were gonna,
I don't know,

say something about a job fair or--

Yeah?

Is that how you got recruited to the Pit,

a booth at a job fair?

- Oh, yeah, sure, right next to one

for exciting careers in telemarketing.

- No, I was recruited from the military.

Um, truthfully, I just--

I took the job to be closer to--to family.

But I had no idea what I
was getting myself into.

- Hey, listen.

I get the security concerns,
but I can only think

of a couple reasons why they would fake

the execution of the world's worst killers,

and none of them are good.

- How much has Hassani told you?

- Yeah, not enough.

- OK, look, the truth is,
I wasn't allowed off D block.

I didn't know the names of the other guards.

I never met the warden.

I didn't even know how
many inmates there were

in the rest of the prison.

They kept everything and
everyone very siloed.

But I--I saw some stuff.

They did things to the inmates.

- What things?
- I don't know.

Some kind of, uh, experiments.

* *

- All right, gather your things.

We, uh, touch down in five.

Copy that.

* *

- Read you were stationed in Afghanistan.

- Yes, sir. More than once.

- Yeah,
I ran some bag and grab ops out of Kabul.

Got tight with some of the soldiers there.

Really good men.

I always knew I could count on them.

- Is there something you want to ask me?

- Look, she's great.

Very smart, very capable.

There's a reason she's here.

There's also a reason I
allowed you to be here.

Push comes to shove, keeping the Pit

a secret always comes first.

Understood?

* *

- Nicole Westin?

- A Richard Harris copycat?

I--I don't understand. What does that mean?

Has he killed people?

- Yes, and we have every reason to believe

you're his next target.

- I want to talk to Oliver Odell.

He's the one who caught Harris.
- He's not available.

* *

- Ms. Westin, I can assure you
that we are just as qualified--

- OK, you know, no offense,

but I don't know any of you people.

I trust Oliver. He's the one who saved me.

- I was there that night
when Oliver found you.

I watched him carry you out of that house.

- You were there?

- It was my first case,
and I'll never ever forget

what Harris did to you, to those women.

So I understand the questions that you have,
Nicole,

however, Agent Odell left the bureau

but not before training me.

Look, I can't imagine what it must be like

to hear Harris' name after all these years,

to go through everything
that you went through.

But you can trust us. You can trust me.

* *

- OK.

But I mean, what can I do?

Do you want to put me in protective custody?

- Actually,
we were hoping you'd help us lure him in.

- Are you insane?

Do you know what Harris did to that woman?

We're not gonna use her as bait.

- Our priority is catching Harris,

and you'd better get comfortable with that.

- Oh, I'll get comfortable when you explain

what it is that we're actually doing,

because the Pit wasn't just a prison.

What are you hiding?

Why were they pumping Harris
full of drugs in that video?

- If you repeat any of
what I'm about to tell you,

you'll be breaking so many federal laws,

they won't even bother with a trial.

You understand?

You ever wonder why the number
of prolific serial killers

has dropped so significantly
in the past few decades--

no Ted Bundys, no Zodiac Killers?

- I don't know, good police work.

- Because we catch them
before they become Ted Bundy.

Everything we understand about psychopaths,

all of the theories you FBI
profilers use to catch serials

comes from the work done at the Pit.

- You mean the experiments done at the Pit.

- The work has made our country safer.

- Right.

- Look, I understand your frustration.

There are some things I just can't tell you.

That place has done a
lot more good than bad.

Some of the inmates have
actually gotten better.

- And the rest?

Congratulations, you've done the impossible

and made the world's worst serial killers

even more dangerous.

- Uh, guys.

- I want to help.

So whatever you need me to do, I'm in.

- I see headlights.
- It's not the copycat.

Keep your eyes peeled.

- Hey, it's almost over, OK?

You're doing great.

- I thought I was done with
all this a long time ago,

but here I am.

- Nicole, look at me.

You're not alone this time.

We're gonna keep you safe, I promise.

- Do you know I was actually supposed to be

on a date tonight?

I mean, it's all right.

It wasn't love or anything.

I just--it's just taken me a
long time to get out there.

I have a hard time trusting people.

I wonder why.

- I'm sorry that you're going through this.

Hey, listen,
if your date doesn't understand,

I could, um-- I could pay him a visit...

with or without the tactical team.

I mean, truthfully, I think I've only

ever been in love once in my life,

and it did not end well.

* *

If only we could choose
the people we fall for.

- Oh, come on.

Where's the fun in that?

* *

Hey, Nicole, he's here.

You got this, OK?

* *

Hey, keep her out of sight.

* *

Where is he? Do you see him?

- I lost him.

* *

* *

- Wait, who is this sicko, anyway?

- Shh, shh.

- How many women has he killed?

- Nicole.
- Does he blind them too?

Nicole, we have to be quiet.

* *

* *

* *

* *

- Nicole.

Nicole.

* *

- FBI!
- Whoa, whoa.

Hold it right there! Freeze!

No!

* *

It's you!

- Richard, put the knife down.
- Back off.

Back away!
- Put the knife down!

- No, no, no, no, no.

You ruined everything.

- Drop it. Drop it!

- What is happening?

- Can't know the hell I've been
through to get back to you.

Hey, hey! Stay back!

- Rich, it's over.

- You. I should have known.

You know I'll never go back there.

Help me!

- Nicole, it's gonna be OK.
- Just let her go.

I don't want to have to shoot you.

- I'm already a dead man, remember?

- They tell you what they did to us, huh?

- Let her go, and we can talk about this.

You can tell me everything.

- Tell them what they did.

Tell them about the--

- Get her out of here.

- Come with me. It's all right.

* *

- Hey.

They spotted Harris' vehicle down the road.

We're gonna head over,
clean it up, leave no trace.

- What about Nicole?

How you gonna explain this to her?

- I'm not. You are.

It's you or me, and she trusts you.

- What do you want me to say to her?

- Whatever keeps her quiet.

Tell her whatever you want.

- As long as it's not the truth, right?

- Hey,
I told you to get comfortable with this.

* *

* *

- Nicole,
are you sure you don't want to relax?

- Oh, I'm fine.

Really.

Chamomile?
- Great, thank you.

* *

- Any trace of Harris needs to go.

- Copy.

Whoa, hey, hey.

You hear that?

- Nicole,
I--I know you must have a lot of questions,

and I'll do my best to answer--

- What kind of unit are you all a part of?

- Uh, what kind of unit?
- Well, yeah.

Richard Harris was supposed to be dead,
right?

I mean, I was at his execution.

So are you all a part of some
super-secret hush-hush thing?

* *

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

OK, OK, OK. Calm down.

We got you. We got you.

Hey, it's OK.

- I'm so sorry. Give me one second.

- Yeah.
- Hey, Hassani, what's up?

- We found another girl in
the trunk of Harris' car,

gagged and bound, and she fits the profile.

- He brought a victim with him?
That doesn't make any sense.

- Why would he bring her
with him to come kill Nicole?

* *

Bex?

Bex, what's going on here?

Harris told Shane that the girls were gifts.

- What? What does that mean?

Gifts for who?

- For her.

- Tea's ready.

- Remember what you told me, Nicole?

About how you'd only been in love once?

- Mm.

- If only we could choose who we fall for.

- Where's the fun in that?

* *

You know, the police, they never understood

how Richard was able to get
all those girls to trust him.

- It's easier to trust a strange man

when there's a woman beside him.

You killed those girls together.

The night that Harris was arrested,

you knew that the FBI was onto you

and that you wouldn't get away,
so you both pretended

that you were a victim,
and he took the fall.

- Do you know what the
truest act of love is?

Sacrifice.

You know, Richard,
he was just such a scared little boy

when I met him.

I helped him become something.

I taught him how to tie the girls down,

how to block out their screams.

I made him into the monster

that the whole world was afraid of.

- Nicole, I'm gonna need you

to step away from the counter, OK?

- Because of you,
I've had to watch my true love die twice.

* *

* *

You're out of your mind!

You can't do this!

* *

- Oliver!
- Where is she?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Where is she?

- Oliver!

- I don't know.

- Odell!

Wait!
- Oliver!

- Wait, wait!

Please!

I'll tell you!

I have a place,
a little fishing shack down by the lake,

two miles east.

That's where the girl is.

Put it out! Put it out!

* *

- You know,
we don't get a lot of second chances

in our line of work.

Must feel good finishing a case

you started all those years ago.

I mean, Odell missed Nicole Westin entirely.

- She was a convincing liar.

Most psychopaths usually are.

- You two still talk, you and Odell?

- No.

Last I heard, he was overseas.

We worked together for a long time,

but after he crossed that line,
there was no going back.

- But you saved the girl.

* *

- Samantha!

* *

- And then she became your daughter.

- Yeah. She had no one.

Sam was this 13-year-old
girl all on her own,

going through that kind of hell.

And now she's this smart,
amazing young woman.

Adopting her was the best thing I ever did.

* *

No, I'm OK.

How about you? How's your daughter?

That was her on the phone, wasn't it?

- What makes you say that?

- You silenced a couple phone calls earlier,

which means they probably
weren't work-related,

and they were right around bedtime in D.C.

Plus you were hanging on to that little bird

while you were on the phone,

so I'm gonna assume that was for her.

- Why a daughter?

Maybe I have a son.

- I'm sure you do.

I'd guess even more than one, actually.

There's something about
chasing killers like Harris,

what he did to those girls.

When you have a daughter at home,
it's different.

* *

- Her name is Wren.

She likes to collect
little birds and things.

And we have three sons.

* *

I spent a decade chasing
terrorists and traffickers.

I know how to deal with evil.

I've been up close to it.

But that was--
- Overseas.

This is where our kids live.

* *

- Speaking of your career,

you weren't made to be on the sidelines,
Bex.

I spoke to the AG.

There are gonna be some
more inmates to find.

- How many?

- A lot.

You wanted back in.

This is back in.

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- Ma'am, please come with me.

- Uh, what is this about?

- The warden just got out of surgery.

He's asking for you.

* *

* *

- Hello, Bex.

* *

- Oliver.

- I hear you had quite a day.

* *

You're the warden?

- You know, before I went into surgery,

I told the AG if she wanted to find Harris,

she needed to call in the best.

Seems I was right.

- How are you here?

- I was recruited for the job after...

what happened.

How is Sam, by the way?

Hear she's in college now.

That's great that she's doing--

- Stop. No, no.

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You don't get to do that.

You don't get to act like this is

some normal catch-up, Oliver.

You killed that man.

- No, I saved her.

* *

She's your daughter, Bex.

I thought maybe you would have
stopped blaming me by now.

- I don't blame you for
what you did to save Sam.

I know that if we had done things my way,

if we had waited for that search party,

she would have died in that shack,

and I've had to carry that
with me every single day

for the last five years.

But you could have put out the fire.

You didn't need to kill him, Oliver.

That is not who I thought you were.

* *

- Well,
I didn't bring you here to rehash old wounds.

* *

You're still the best agent
I've ever worked with.

And right now,
I need someone that I can trust,

someone who can help catch all the inmates

who made it out alive.

- All right, good to go.

Close her up.
- Yes, sir.

- I've seen the list of killers

who are unaccounted for.

There are more than they
are willing to admit,

and they will do anything to cover up

what really happened,

to keep the truth from being exposed.

The blast that collapsed
the Pit was no accident.

It was a jailbreak.

Someone wanted those killers
back out in the world.

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