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Yeah, that sounds good,
sounds good.

Don't put too much cheese on it.

BOY (distantly):
Come on, let's go.

I'll be home in an hour.
(kiss noises)

(phone beeps off)

(distant siren blaring)

WOMAN:
No, no, leave him there.

Oh, Mr. Rango.

- Whoa. -We got here
as fast as we could.

Sorry, kids. I'm leaving.

No, but Billy's gonna die
if we don't get some candy.

You don't say.

Right here on the ground.

Oh, I think I might pass out.

(grunts)
He-He's turning red.

I think he needs a sugar rush.

Okay, all right,
you-you got 30 seconds.

- Yeah! You're the man!
- Thank you.

Make it quick.

12 seconds, let's go.

(distant yelling)

MAN (yelling in distance)
Go around!

Come on.

You saved a life today,
Mr. Rango.

They should give you
a medal of honor.

It's called dinner.

(chuckles)

Let's go.

(register clicks open)

Let's go.

(boy whoops)

(indistinct chatter
and laughter)

(bell dings)

(grunts)

(yells)

(yelling)

(grunting)

(grunts, upbeat blues playing)

- ♪ Yeah... ♪
-(grunts)

Hey, I thought
I'd lend you... a hand.

(chuckles)
Rossi.

Brought a little something
to drink. I like that.

Well, you can't do renovation
without a little bere.

(laughs)
Wait a minute now.

You know I don't renovate.
I restore.

- It's a big difference.
- ♪ The mean things ♪

- ♪ That you do... ♪
- I actually think

there used to be some shutters
here once upon a time.

I'm hoping they're upstairs
in the attic.

I want to see
what I can do with them.

Well, why don't we start
with a couple glasses?

That I can definitely do.

- ♪ There ain't nothing new... ♪
-(phone ringing)

Oh.

(sighs)

Flag on the play.

Yeah?

Okay, baby girl,
we'll be right there.

E Ia vita.

(phone ringing)

So, two men have been killed

on the South Side of Chicago
in the last ten days.

The first is Michael Crowley.

He's was repairman who was out
jogging pretty late at night.

Second, Anthony Rango; he was
a convenience store owner.

No known connection
between them.

Both men were beaten to death
with fists of fury.

Rango suffered a crushed larynx

and something called
a LeFort fracture?

It's a bilateral horizontal
facial injury.

Looks like there was also

blunt force trauma
to the back of the head.

So they were attacked
to gain control,

then it was
essentially fisticuffs.

And they were both literally
caught with their pants down.

Like, their-their jeans

and their boxers were both
down to their ankles.

But there's no sign
of sexual assault or robbery.

So it was a message.

Either they led secret lives,
or someone wanted

to symbolically demean
or embarrass them.

You can't really tell if it was
done pre or postmortem.

Aren't these
your old stomping grounds?

At least you can say hey
to your family.

Yeah, I'm not gonna
let anybody know I'm in town.

At least not
until we're done with this.

I don't need any distractions.

With this level
of hands-on violence,

this UnSub is filled with rage,

and he's probably
just getting started.

Wheels up in 30.

(indistinct chatter,
horn honking)

(horn tooting)

(grunting)

(loud grunting)

ROSSI:
"I am dead.

Only vengeance can restore me. "

Terry Goodkind.

HOTCH: All right,
let's go over the victimology.

Both of these men
were medium-risk victims.

ROSSI: They were average Joes
making a living

in a below-average area.

BLAKE: First victim, Crowley,
was a telephone

repairman who'd lived
in the neighborhood for years.

REID:
Victim number two, Rango,

owned a convenience store
for about twice as long,

and he had pretty much the same
routine every single day.

So each had a pattern.

Looks that way.

They both had
regular work hours.

Crowley's wife said
he varied his workout route.

This was the first time
that he ran this way.

He seems more like
a victim of opportunity,

while the store owner's death
seems planned.

BLAKE: The pants pulled down
means the UnSub's message

-is personal.
- REID: You know, 98%

of the area is black,
but the two victims he attacked

were white men who lived
in the neighborhood for years.

Maybe it's... wanted
to shame them in some way.

MORGAN: This doesn't look
like a hate crime.

Removing the pants is sexual;
it's not racial.

Garcia, did you get any
information about the sexuality

of the victims?

GARCIA: As far as I can tell,
Rango was straight.

He was married 30 years,
two grown kids.

No Internet or credit card
history suggests otherwise.

And what about the jogger?

If he was living on the DL,
I can't find the D or the I.

Somehow the UnSub linked
the two.

Morgan,
you know the neighborhood.

You and Blake go
to the mini-mart.

The rest of us will
go to the PD.

- How far away from here
did you grow up? -Five blocks.

The park we just passed is where
I used to play football.

The bus stop on that corner--
that's where I played kissy face

with my first girlfriend.

How old were you?

Ten.

Oh.

Wow.

Yeah, our UnSub blitz-attacked
the owner.

Must have regained consciousness
and put up a hell of a fight.

Yeah, looks that way.

(phone beeps on)

Baby girl, see if the owner
of the convenience store

had any military
defensive training.

Oh, I will, as long
as you promise to bring me some

of my future mother-in-law's
peach cobbler.

As soon as we're done here,
I promise.

- All right.
-(computer trilling)

Wow, Mr. ESP. Rango was
an amateur MMA fighter

in the local over-50 division
in his spare time.

He had a ten-and-one record.

He was training
for a big fight in June.

- Tough old man. Thank you.
-(phone beeps off)

- So we were right?
- MORGAN: But to intentionally

pick a fight
with a martial artist?

Maybe our UnSub didn't know.

Rango could've been the victim
of opportunity like the jogger.

Well, it looks like our guy

needed a drink
after the beat-down.

He must have worn gloves.

Otherwise, CSI would have
taken them in for prints.

BLAKE:
So, he could have been

an addict.

Maybe that explains
the impulsive nature.

You ever known an addict
to leave a full register?

(beeping)

And this guy
was mission-oriented.

He even stole the disks
before he left.

Candy and soda were
the last things bought.

There were probably kids
in here.

They're lucky
they didn't get hurt.

Detective Gordinski.

Uh, Captain, actually.

I was promoted two years ago.

You remember Dr. Reid.

Oh, what's it been?
Six, seven years?

Uh, the number
of pathogens passed

during a handshake
is staggering.

It's actually safer to kiss.

Oh, yeah, I do remember you.

HOTCH: Any developments
in the investigation?

While you were in the air,
another body dropped outside

a local diner on Halsted.

Guy's pants were pulled down.

He was beaten to a pulp.

We had some team members
headed
to the morgue.

We'll redirect them
to the diner instead.

WOMAN:
Thank you.

Guy over there found him.

At first,
he thought he was homeless,

but then, something
didn't seem right.

ROSSI: Beaten to death
wouldn't seem right,

whether he had a home or not.

Yeah, that's true.

A surveillance camera
caught him eating

with his son at the diner.

Then he passed the kid off
to his mom, and they took off.

This is odd.
It's a high-traffic area.

The first two kills took place
in seclusion.

JJ:
Our UnSub

is a highly-motivated
risk-taker.

What race was the victim?

African-American.

It's a change in M.0., too.

He crossed the color line.

ROSSI: He's an equal
opportunity killer.

JJ:
Empty bottle of wine.

(sirens wailing distantly)

(firetruck horn honks)

(sighs)

That's new.

What do you see?

(beeps, touch tones sounding)

(phone rings)

Hey, what's up?
You find anything in the alley?

Yeah, there's some writing
on the Dumpster.

What's it say?

Hold on a second.

They got something?

(creaking)

JJ:
Do you see something?

Morgan?

BLAKE:
"Look up to the sky?"

I got to go-

Linguistically, it may mean

God judges the victims
for his sins,

-and taken in context...
- That's not it.

...with the pants pulled...

Blake, that's not it.

Let's go.

GORDINSKI:
Knock on every door.

Everyone gets overtime
tonight, okay?

Derek Morgan.

Where's Hotch?

Oh, he's in the conference room.

REID:
The M.E. found glass shards

from a Helgason Vineyards
wine bottle

in the back
of victim number three's skull.

I know what this is about.

This is about Carl Buford.

What do you mean?
Buford's in prison for life.

The words "look up to the sky"
were found

in both the mini-mart
and the alley.

It's what Buford used
to say to me.

(grunting)

MAN:
Look up... to the sky.

Look up to the sky!

(panting)

Look up to the sky.

Carl Buford was an expert

at spotting
and exploiting vulnerabilities

in adolescent boys

that he coached
at the community center.

He had the entire community
thinking he was a hero.

Parents, teachers... cops.

I mean, everyone.

After my dad died,

he locked onto me.

And he manipulated me
into compliant victimization.

Now, you remember how I told you
that I got into it

with that local gangbanger
when I was younger.

Well, somehow Buford got it
all expunged.

Now, I didn't understand
why a guy

who barely knew me
would do that.

(sighs)

But Buford gave me his time.

He taught me how
to play football.

And then he took me
to his cabin on the lake.

I was a kid.

I was a kid from the South Side.

I'd never been to a cabin,
much less a lake.

Morgan,
you don't have to do this.

They need to know, Hotch.

They need to know
this guy's M.O.

(sighs)

Buford built up my trust,

and then he would lower
my inhibition

with Helgason wine.

He called it his "Jesus juice."

And he would molest me.

And every time he would see
that dead look in my eyes

that said
I wanted him to stop...

...he would just say,
"You better man up, boy.

Look up to the sky."

Did you ever tell anyone
about that phrase?

No.

We're probably looking
at someone who Buford abused.

Victim could harbor
a great deal of anger

if he didn't deal
with his own abuse,

and with the right trigger,
it could develop

-into this kind of rage.
- Where's Buford now?

MORGAN:
We got him locked up

for homicide in 2006,

but because of the statute
of limitations,

we never got him
for molestation.

REID: Buford ran
the community center for years.

An offender like him
could have hundreds of victims.

HOTCH: All right,
let's talk about victimology.

Each of these men
had had interactions with kids

right before they were killed.

The killer switched from white
victims to African-Americans.

Well, you'd think if they were
surrogates for Buford,

he'd kill only black men.

-(line ringing, beeps)
- GARCIA: Hello?

Garcia, I need you to compile

a list of all the boys
who played football

at the community center
20 to 30 years ago.

Okay.

(beeps)

I knew about Buford
molesting Morgan,

but there were more kids?

HOTCH:
Preferential offenders typically

have dozens of victims,

and each reacts differently.

Morgan became an FBI agent,
and this one went the other way.

You know,
had I known back in the day

that Morgan
was going through all this,

I wouldn't have arrested him
six years ago,

and I sure wouldn't have been
so hard on him as a kid.

I know.

Let us go deliver the profile

and stop this guy
from killing anybody else.

MORGAN:
The man that we're looking for

is an African-American male
in his late 30s to early 40s,

and he's from this area.

He most likely attended

the local community center
as a youth.

He's athletic,
and he's powerful,

which explains his ability

to overcome his victims
with aggression.

BLAKE: His perfect timing
and selections

say his intelligence level
is high,

and his victim selection
shows us

his murders
are not planned in advance.

ROSSI: He may have
a drinking problem,

which makes him
more unpredictable

and exacerbates his anger.

Come on now;
I'm his father!

-(click, dial tone)
- You-You...

-(grunts)
- ROSSI: The fact that

he doesn't steal
from his victims shows us

that he's mission-oriented.

MORGAN: This says
that the substance abuse

is a coping mechanism

from the fact that he never

adequately dealt
with his own victimization.

By exposing his victims

and scrawling
the phrase Buford used

during his sexual assaults
at the crime scenes,

he's telling the world
that he sees the victims

as child molesters,

which is his justification
for killing them.

This is an example of projection
and polarization,

a black-and-white
thinking which,

when coupled
with impulsivity, anger,

and outbursts of violence,
indicates this UnSub

is most likely suffering
from an extreme case

of borderline
personality disorder.

BPD is one the most common
mental disorders suffered

by adults who were victimized
as children.

This represents the borderline
between anxiety and psychosis.

We believe
this UnSub's perspective

had become so warped
that he's likely

experiencing stress-related
paranoid ideation,

most likely brought on
by a recent traumatic event

that triggered that rage.

-(yelling)
- MORGAN: He's killing men

just after they innocently
interact with children.

So step up patrols in parks,

schools, ball fields,
even family events,

but do not try
to confront this man alone.

We believe that he is armed
and extremely dangerous.

Thank you.

-(phone rings) -Go ahead,
Garcia. -GARCIA: I'm gonna start

with the good news first,
'cause I want to.

The renamed Damien Walters
Community Center is thriving

under its new director,
Ms. Walters, Damien's mom.

The bad news is,
although they now

computerize their records,
back when Buford ran the joint,

it was all paper files,
so I'm out of luck there.

HOTCH:
All right, thanks, Garcia.

-(beeps)
- JJ, why don't you get Reid

and go over to the center,
dive into those files,

see if you can come up
with a comprehensive list

of Buford's potential victims.

I actually know one
of them personally.

His name is James Barfield;
he's a senior at Northwestern.

I might be able
to get something out of him.

Okay,
you and Blake go over there,

see what you can find out.

WOMAN: Derek Morgan just called
to give me a heads-up.

The records are in the back.

Thanks.

You know,
community centers are supposed

to bring people together,

but this one has torn
enough people apart.

Um, I'll be up front
if you need anything.

Thank you.

(panting)

MORGAN: I hear they're talking
first round, huh?

Oh, snap.

-(Morgan chuckles)
- Derek Morgan.

That's right.

What are you doing here, Derek?

Mr. FBI ain't come
to wish me luck.

Carl Buford.

Hey, man,
you need to leave that alone.

Someone's killing men
in our old neighborhood.

- What else is new?
- BLAKE: Well,

because of certain evidence
found at the crime scenes,

we believe it's one
of Buford's former victims.

You told her?

James, we just need
to figure out who's doing this.

Should be hitting the pavement
figuring it out,

not wasting time talking to me.

James, you're not a suspect.

We just need
to identify the other men.

Look, did Buford ever mention
any special guys?

- Guys closer to my age?
- I can't help you.

BLAKE:
If we don't get a list of names,

someone else could lose
their life.

Is that really what you want?

(sighs) Let me break this down
for you, J. Crew.

I ain't no snitch.
I'm not telling you

what another man's gone through.

MORGAN:
James, just give us

some names, and nobody has
to know about this.

I'm not starting
my football career

carrying that mess around.

I'm about to get out
of these streets.

I'm not doing it, Derek.

All right, Dr. Genius,

you notice anything
I'm not seeing?

Well, between travel receipts,

letters of recommendation,
and expense reports,

I've compiled a list
of several names,

but it's obvious there are gaps
in the records.

You think Buford destroyed
some files

-before he went to prison?
- Given the opportunity,

most people in his situation
would have.

We should probably call the team
with this.

Hotch, James couldn't
give us any names.

Reid and JJ

were only able to come up
with a partial list

from the files
at the community center.

So we'll talk to those guys;
we'll see

if anybody stands out,
of if they can fill in the gaps.

It could take days or weeks
to track them down.

I need to go see Buford.

I want you to try something
with JJ first.

All right, Derek,
I just need you to relax.

Just try to remember.

JJ, come on.

I taught you the "you're in
a safe place now" speech.

So I should be
pretty damn good at it.

(chuckles)

All right.

(sighs)

Sol need you to think back

to the sights and sounds
and smells of playing football.

(chuckles)

We were some sweaty,

dirty, smelly kids back then.

All we ever wanted to do

was get out there
and play the game.

JJ :
Was Buford there?

MORGAN:
Yeah.

JJ:
Did you notice

any unusual glances or behavior

between him
and any of the other boys?

No.

Buford never took his eyes
off of me.

- Come on, Derek, focus, focus.
-(whistle blows)

JJ: Did you notice
if any of the boys

avoided him subtly?

(indistinct shouting,
grunting)

Good job, D.

That's my boy.

Nothing, uh...

I always thought
I was the only one.

JJ, this isn't working.

I'm done.

HOTCH: I don't want you going
to see Buford.

Hotch, I can handle it.

ROSSI: Another man
was found beaten to death.

GORDINSKI:
Same M.O.

Ten blocks from the last murder;
that's four in two weeks.

Take Blake with you.

Hotch, come on.
We got to do this now.

I finished my counseling
two years ago.

I can do this.

All right,
but I'm coming with you.

MORGAN:
All these years,

I kept my mouth shut.

Carl Buford, my mentor.

Look at you.

You'd probably be dead by now.

Yeah, well,
it wasn't for free, was it?

I pulled you out of the gutter.

I pulled myself
out of the gutter

all the way to the FBI.
I did that!

You're saying
I had nothing to do

with making you who you are?

No, Carl.

Actually, I'm saying
you have everything to do

with making me who I am.

-(buzzer sounds)
- MAN: Okay.

GUARD:
Close the gate.

(gate closes)

(buzzer sounds)

Derek Morgan.

Got yourself a new look, huh?

I'm Mohammed Alam now.

Of all my boys,
you're the last one

that I thought
would come back to me.

Four men have been killed
in the old neighborhood, Carl.

BUFORD:
Allah

views murder as a sin
and an abomination.

At each crime scene, the words,

"Look up to the sky"
were found.

You remember those words.

They escape me.

I've been very busy filling
my brain with knowledge.

I'm a Malcolm X
Islamic scholar now.

I know you remember that cabin.

And me and every other boy

that you took up there
remembers it, too.

The man you harbor so much rage
for is no longer here.

MORGAN:
Yes, he is.

He's sitting right
in front of me.

You're just hiding
behind a religion

that hasn't figured you out yet.

You still got that mouth on you,
don't you?

Always liked that mouth.

You're always direct.

Whenever I see you on TV,

I tell everyone,
"That's my boy."

- I'm proud of you.
- MORGAN: I don't give a damn

how you feel.

You see, what I need is a list

of everyone you...

You still like
mint chocolate chip ice cream?

The U.S. attorney
has offered immunity.

They won't charge you
with molesting

any of the boys on this list
as long as this list

-is complete.
- Or was it butter pecan?

You leave even one name off
that list, this deal is dead.

Are you threatening me, D.?

With my hand on the Koran.

See, right now,

you're in here
for serial murder,

and I bet that gives you
a whole lot of cred

out there in the yard,
am I right?

But what do you think
would happen

if the brothers in here

learned what
you were really guilty of?

So let me be direct, Mohammed.

Start writing.

Some people are easy
to remember.

But others sort of fade
to the background.

That doesn't mean
they weren't special.

They just weren't like you,
Derek.

I'll give you the list
on one condition.

All I want is a handshake;
that's it.

A gentlemen's agreement.

What do you say?

You were always special, Derek.

You may have me in here,

but there's a whole lot more
of me out there, boy.

You didn't have
to shake his hand.

MAN:
Markson, you have a visitor.

It's a long list, Hotch.

This UnSub's devolving.

He'll stand out;
he won't be hard to find.

I'm gonna use the head
before we leave.

(door slams)

(sighs)

(panting)

(vomiting)

(hip-hop music playing)

(hip-hop music
continues playing)

I have arrested
every one of these kids.

I never once thought
they were getting molested.

Well, some victims of
sexual abuse tell their parents,

and others act out.

I've cross-referenced the list
of special kids from the center

with the list of victims
Morgan got from Buford.

I've come up
with a half a dozen names...

-(touch tones sound) -...of
people who fit the profile

-and the physicality to be
suspects. -(phone rings through)

HOTCH: Did you get
that list to Garcia?

She's pulling their histories
right now.

Yeah, baby girl,
how's that list coming along?

GARCIA: Okay, of the five
that fit the profile,

one sticks out like a tiger
in a room of kittens.

- HOTCH: What name is that?
- Keron Bendor.

He's a former linebacker,

he was on Buford's
community center team,

he's a few years older
than Derek, he's come upon

hard times.
By that I mean, he has

three arrests
for domestic violence,

two for meth possession
and aggravated assault,

and he lives smack
in the middle of the kill zone.

Send that address right now.
Let's go.

Sent

(tires squealing)

(engines revving)

(tires squealing)

♪ Let's go, she's... ♪

Police.

I got him.

♪♪

(grunting)

(Keron groans and pants)

Weed. It's just weed.

It's just weed.

(Keron pants)

I told you, I don't know nobody.

I just want you
to look at this list.

All right, just look at it.

Are there any other guys

around our age
who aren't on here

who Buford treated as special?

Well, how am I supposed to know?

(baby crying
in the distance)

You're just trying
to kick a brother when he down.

Buford used to tell you
to "look up to the sky," right?

I need your help.

Just look at the list.

I recognize a few of those guys.

(panting)

But there was older ones,
though,

-before that.
- At the center?

No.

At Cabrini Green.

Buford used
to live there b-before...

He was tight
with the King Cobras.

He used to tell their moms

that he would keep 'em
off the streets.

Yeah. I used to bump heads
with a few of them.

You got any names?

Yeah.

There was one.

He was Buford's favorite.

Who?

I'm pretty sure his name...

was Rodney.

Rodney Harris?

KERON:
Yeah.

He got it the worst.

Rodney's not on this list.

Buford played us.

He was one
of the biggest drug dealers

in the neighborhood
six years ago.

Yeah, but he fell out,
not running that no more.

Rodney's the one you had
all the trouble with, right?

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

This is all starting
to make sense now.

Buford probably let him
deal drugs close to the center

just to keep him quiet
about what Buford had done.

HOTCH:
And Rodney

looked at you and
saw everything he could've been.

Yeah,
but what made him snap now?

Yeah, Garcia,
see if there's a connection

between Rodney Harris
and any of our victims.

Uh, I already did that, babe,
and I'm coming up empty.

What about Rodney's
extended family?

Okay, um...

Whoa, there's a connection.

Okay, uh, Michael Crowley--
he's the first victim.

He was a swim coach
to Tyler Harris.

That's Rodney's estranged son.

So, Sheila,
Rodney's ex-wife, pulled

Tyler from the swim team.

Turns out she made
quite a scene, rightfully so,

because...

Crowley had molested him
after a swim meet.

MORGAN: So Crowley was killed
out of revenge.

Rango and the others
who had simple interaction

with children were just
surrogates for Carl Buford.

You got an address for Rodney?

GARCIA:
I traced Rodney's cell phone,

and it's pinging
at the current address

of Sheila Goode;
that's Rodney's ex-wife.

(computer trilling)

-(indistinct chatter)
- Why would you buy that?

Because you're-you're... you're
below the average, that's why.

No, but why would spend
that kind of money

on something like that, huh?

It's good money.
It's good money.

I love it.

Don't you move.
Don't move.

Oh, my God.

- Rodney!
-Shut up!

- Dad. -RODNEY: Move back.
-(indistinct shouting)

- Shut up! Move back.
- SHEILA: Fine.

Come here, Tyler.

(panting)

Rodney, what the hell's wrong
with you?

- You gonna go and get with him?
-(tires squealing)

With him? You... (grunting)

Oh! Rodney,
what the hell's wrong with you?

Dad, please. (groans)

I just saved you, boy.

- SHEILA: What did you do,
Rodney? -RODNEY: Shut up!

- What did you do? -Shut up!
-(siren chirps)

(door rattles)

You sure?

Yeah.

He's agitated.

Rossi, you guys take the back.

Rodney, please, don't do this.

- MORGAN: Rodney, I'm coming in.
- Shut up.

MORGAN:
Rodney?

- Get out of here, Derek.
- Can't do that.

- I Will kill him.
- MORGAN: You kill him,

you die.

He's innocent.

He took my family.

He didn't protect my son.

- That's not true.
- It is!

Rodney, this has nothing
to do with him.

This is about what happened
to you.

What?

Carl Buford.

I know what he did
to you back in the day.

Shut up, man.

Shut up. You don't know me.

You don't know
what I've been through.

You better back up,
or I will kill him.

- Rodney, please.
- You shut up.

- Rodney.
- This is all your fault anyway.

You took my son

-away from me.
- MORGAN: You can't keep

killing people, man.

What happened
to your son was wrong,

but it brought you back
to what Buford did to you,

didn't it?

Look, I know exactly

what you're feeling
because I've been there.

How I'm feeling?

You have no idea
how I'm feeling.

You're just a bitch-ass narc.

I'm in these streets.

Hell, I'm already dead.

MORGAN:
No!

No, that's what Carl Buford
always wanted you to believe.

Don't you see that?

That's how he controlled you.

(panting)

And if you pull that trigger,
he wins.

No, Buford ain't
got nothing on me.

I know he molested you.

Nah. Nah, stop talking.

SHEILA:
Why didn't

you tell me, Rod?

Just stop talking.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- Just shut up!

Shut your mouth.

MORGAN:
Rodney, look at me.

He did the same thing to me.

I confronted him.

I got him locked away for life.

He's done.

Done?

Done ain't good enough.

Look at your son.

Look at him.

Don't go out like this
in front of him.

You don't want to destroy
his life, too, do you?

Rodney, he loves you.

I do, Dad.

SHEILA:
He still needs you.

He still needs you, Rodney.

(breath quivering)

Rodney,

put that gun down.

(crying)

(sniffling)

(indistinct radio transmission)

(car door opens)

(car door closes)

(engine starts)

You know, the only reason

I became a cop was so
I could tell right from wrong,

get bad off the streets,

only the good was standing,

but I got it wrong.

Not just with you,
but with all these kids.

I made assumptions about
who they were, why they did

what they did.

People like Buford, I let slide.

I'm sorry.

WOMAN: What drove you
to kill those men?

- Clear the way, please.
- WOMAN: Is it true

this is all about Carl Buford?

MAN:
Why did you do it?

(indistinct shouting)

You don't have to do this.

I got it.

Derek, I got it.

(overlapping shouting)

I used to think that, uh,

Carl Buford was a hero.

Six years ago,
I found out I was very wrong.

Derek?

It's over.

You did it.

WOMAN:
You're saying that's why

Rodney Harris killed those men?

Yes, that's what I said.

MAN:
So, being abused

made him a killer?

No.

No, it did not.

(camera shutters clicking)

The vast majority
of child sex victims

don't grow up to be
sex offenders or criminals.

I know this because...

and let me be direct,

I was also one
of Carl Buford's victims.

Yo, Mohammed, wasn't Carl Buford
your government name?

MORGAN: Victimization does not
cause offending.

Yeah.

I don't know
what he's talking about.

I love that kid.

It can cause a lot of isolation.

(panting)

(through TV):
There can be anger and rage.

It can cause pain and suffering.

But you can get through it.

It can make you stronger.

It does not have
to destroy your life.

It can make you fight back.

And it can make you want
to spend

the rest of your life
protecting others.

(camera shutters clicking)

(refrigerator door opening,
glass clinking)

REID:
What is that, Morgan?

My mom's peach cobbler.

Whew! Garcia is gonna be
a happy woman.

You didn't save us any?

Oh, come on,
there's enough for everybody.

We'll heat it up
when we get back.

Derek, you did a great thing
back there.

I appreciate all of you
for having my back.

(phone ringing)

(phone beeps on)

Yeah, this is Derek Morgan.

When?

All right.

Thanks for the call.

What happened?

Carl Buford is dead.

(wind howling)

(saxophone plays jazz music)

MORGAN: "For darkness restores
what light cannot repair."

Joseph Brodsky.