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1 And let me conclude

by saying that even though we've been deemed

the City of Tomorrow,

this award says as much about Bronson Springs today.

I submit

that there is no finer place

in this great country of ours to call home--

past, present, or future.

(cheering)

Now, with that in mind,

we've put together a little gift basket.

A time capsule,

to be opened in 25 years.

Those people lucky enough

to call Bronson Springs home in 2013

will have a snapshot

of what made their city so special

way back here in 1988.

(crowd applauding, cheering)

WOMAN: Ladies and gentlemen, we were voted the best in 1988,

and we're still the best now.

Okay, this is the moment we've been waiting for.

Plug your ears!

(jackhammer rattling)

(hydraulics whirring)

WOMAN: Wow! Look at that!

I have to say that as mayor, I am excited

to see what the past will bring us.

Let's open it up and see what we've got.

Sam, since you were sitting in the mayor's chair

when all of this started,

it's only fitting you do the honors.

-(crowd applauds) - Thank you. Thank you.

So, how many bags are in there, Sam?

SAM: We have 20 bags to open.

Then let's do this while

-there's still sunlight. -(applause)

All right, let's see what we have here.

(crowd exclaims, laughs)

SAM: Floppy disks.

I see a lot of confused young faces out there.

Hey, trust me, kids.

Floppy disks really did used to be floppy.

(laughter)

Okay. Now it's my turn.

(woman screams)

MAN: Oh, my God!

(screaming)

(loud, overlapping crowd chatter)

GARCIA: Two days ago, the head that once belonged

to 23-year-old Wade Burke

rolled out of a time capsule in Bronson Springs, Colorado.

And I know, I know, this is hardly news.

The video we are now watching

has already had 1.3 million views online.

JJ: We're being called in

on a cold case?

GARCIA: Uh, sadly, no.

Because as of two hours ago,

the decapitation menu in Bronson Springs

has expanded to include both cold and hot selections.

It is hard to tell from this photo-- thank you friendly

universe-- uh, but the latest victim

also does not have a head attached to him.

- Has he been identified? -HOTCH: 62-year-old Charlie Figg.

He's a retired deputy from Bronson Springs.

GARCIA: His body was found next

to his vehicle on a remote road 30 miles east of town.

That's a lot of years in-between.

Is there any connection between the victims?

GARCIA: Nothing that jumps out.

Wade Burke was a clean-cut, honor student type.

He graduated from college in 1988,

went to work at the family's carpet business.

Charlie Figg was already on the job working as a deputy,

doesn't seem like their paths crossed.

And Wade Burke's body was never found.

BLAKE: Well, is it realistic to think

this could be the same killer?

25-year dormancy period is highly unusual.

REID: But not unheard of.

A number of serial killers have had long intervals

of time between kills.

BTK, Jeffrey Dahmer, the Keystone Killer.

Jack the Ripper and the Zodiac Killer

appeared to have even stopped completely.

Then again, there might be other victims we don't know about.

I don't know. My gut says copycat.

I mean, like Garcia said, this

time capsule thing's been all over the news, and that video--

what was it? 1.3 million hits?

ROSSI: Derek's right.

That's exactly the kind of high-profile notoriety

that could inspire an imitator.

JJ: Whether it's one UnSub or ten,

Bronson Springs is getting a lot of attention.

HOTCH: And if the killer is feeding off

the publicity, it'll only encourage him to strike again.

Wheels up in 30.

♪♪

ROSSI: "A memory is what is left when something happens

and does not completely unhappen. “

Edward de Bono.

The removing of heads has an interesting history.

In medieval times, it was considered

an honorable way to be executed,

reserved for noblemen and knights.

Lucky them.

That's not what killed our latest victim, though.

Charlie Figg died from a single gunshot wound to the chest.

The head was removed postmortem.

HOTCH: Garcia, is this

the entire case file from Wade Burke's 1988 disappearance?

That is not a Garcia Glitch, sir.

You're looking at all one page of it.

Well, not much of an investigation.

GARCIA: Apparently, there was no suspicion

of foul play back then.

HOTCH: Well, given what we know now,

will you look a little more closely

into Burke's background?

Yeah, already started working on it.

- HOTCH: Thank you. -Bye. - BLAKE: Wouldn't hurt

to look harder into Charlie Figg's history, either.

Potential murderers aren't jumping off the page.

REID: A second set of tire tracks

were found off the side of the road

where Charlie Figg was killed,

but they weren't able to pull a tread pattern.

He could have fallen for a ruse.

ROSSI: Charlie Figg's crime scene

was right out in the open.

It's messy business, removing a head.

Time-consuming.

The trophy's obviously crucial to the UnSub.

HOTCH: All right, Morgan, you and JJ go talk

to Wade Burke's mother.

Reid, you and Dave talk to the former mayor.

See who had access to the 1988 time capsule.

And Blake and I will go see

what we can find out about Charlie Figg.

ROSSI: And so, the guessing game

begins.

From what nook or cranny

will our new missing head roll out?

You must be the FBI.

Yes, sir. I'm Agent Hotchner.

This is Agent Blake.

Sheriff Collier. Follow me this way.

I've got you guys set up back in the conference room.

So, this work for you?

Yes, this is fine.

Uh, we could use a large case board, if you have one.

Uh, you can have every case board in the joint.

Until we get the bastard that killed Charlie,

there's only one active investigation

going on in Bronson Springs.

BLAKE: Who in the department

knew Charlie Figg best?

Well, you're looking at him.

When I first joined, uh, Charlie took me under his wing.

He was like my... my father, my older brother

and my best friend, all rolled into one.

Exemplary family man.

Just a... a stellar human being.

HOTCH: Any idea what Charlie was doing in the area

where he was found? It's fairly remote.

Charlie liked to hunt.

No... no law against that, last I checked.

HOTCH: Sheriff,

I'm not being antagonistic.

We're here to help you.

No, you're right. I'm sorry. It's just, uh... (clears throat)

You know those stages of grief you're supposed to go through?

Shock, denial, whatever?

Well, I skipped past all that and went straight to anger.

That's where I am, and that is where I'm going to stay

until we get the son of a bitch who did this.

JJ: Mrs. Burke, we're so sorry about your son.

People have been calling me the past three days.

They all say that at least I have closure now.

All the times I walked across that courthouse lawn...

Now I know that Wade was under there the whole time.

My little boy...

buried in the ground in that metal tube.

My husband didn't get closure.

He went to his grave not knowing.

Who's the lucky one?

Him or me?

MORGAN: 25 years ago,

police felt that your son left on his own, voluntarily.

Did you also believe that?

Yes.

The weeks before he disappeared, Wade talked about leaving.

He wanted a change.

JJ: Your son graduated with a degree

in electrical engineering.

That's right.

But he worked for the family carpet business... in sales?

My husband was a good man,

but he could be...

controlling.

He wanted to keep Wade close.

MORGAN: Keep him close,

why?

Is there anything else?

I'd like to go now.

Here's the list of names you asked about.

These are the 20 people who put a bag in the capsule?

Yes, sir.

Don't think you're going to find any killers

on that list of yours.

Grade-school kids, local businessmen, PTA types.

The name we need is

whoever put the twenty-first bag in the capsule.

Well, this is... this is where we did it, right in here.

Bags went in, capsule got sealed.

Next morning, took it outside and buried it.

Forensics found the seal had been cut

and then carefully resealed.

The UnSub must have broken into the courthouse

the night before, cracked open the seal,

and put in the head.

Why wasn't the capsule guarded?

Oh, it was a different world then, son.

Back then, folks in Bronson Springs didn't lock their doors.

Kids rode their bikes after dark.

Didn't occur to anybody the damn thing needed guarding.

Hey, Wanda.

Sam.

SAM: Uh, this is, uh, Agent Rossi

and Dr. Reid of the FBI.

Wanda Sullivan. She's the editor of our local newspaper.

Nice to meet you, and thank you for what you're doing for us.

I've already looked through them.

Nobody lurking in the background with a hatchet.

Wanda here took these pictures.

She was just brand-new at the paper back then.

Is the FBI going to be at the town meeting tonight?

ROSSI: Uh, yes, ma'am.

Do you think it's smart?

People hear the FBI's in town,

they're gonna get scared.

ROSSI: No offense, but I think

it's the head without the body and the body without the head

that has the people scared.

We'll just be there to answer questions, hopefully,

give some reassurance.

I think it's a mistake.

Bye.

- Was it my cologne? - Don't take it personal.

(laughing): We used to call her "Cyclone" Sullivan.

You know, back in '88, once she got a whiff

that Bronson Springs was on the shortlist

for City of the Future Award,

she, uh... well...

We were going to win that sucker, or else.

She made it her personal business

to keep the folks in this town in line.

ROSSI: How did

-she manage that? - Well,

the first thing she did

was put a crime blotter-type column in the newspaper.

Every morning, she published stories

about people's run-ins with the law. (chuckles)

Shamed the townspeople into good behavior.

Yeah, that was the idea.

Do you think you could get us copies

of those newspaper columns from that time?

This could be someone holding a grudge.

You bet.

Ah, feels like a different world.

Sometimes I wish I could

crawl back in that time capsule and just... put it in reverse.

ROSSI: Well, you know what they say.

Progress was a wonderful thing.

Just went on too long.

GARCIA: Hey, I got something.

So, I dug deeper into our Boy Scout, Wade Burke.

- JJ: And? - GARCIA: Not such a Boy Scout.

HOTCH: How so?

GARCIA: "How so" is that while Wade was away

in college, he had six-- six--

cases of public intoxication, including one involving

a hit-and-run with a pedestrian in a crosswalk.

-(phone ringing) -Why wasn't any of that on his record?

GARCIA: Because Daddy's big fat bank account

comes with a big fat eraser,

so any time Wade did something wrong,

it just got swept under the rug.

No pun intended. Get it?

Because the Burke family business is rug manufacturing,

-so, carpet maybe, or sweeping it under the... -JJ: Yeah.

- Got it, Garcia. - GARCIA: Okay.

BLAKE: That would explain

why his father kept him on a short leash.

HOTCH: Thanks, Morgan.

Morgan says the M.E. confirmed that it was the same saw

that cut off both the heads of Wade Burke

-and Charlie Figg. - BLAKE: So we're dealing with

-a single UnSub. - COLLIER: Wa-Wait.

You're saying the same guy killed Wade Burke and Charlie?

HOTCH: He just changed his M.O.

Burke's body was never found, and Charlie's body was left

in a place where it would be discovered almost immediately.

Killer wants to let everyone know he's back in business.

HOTCH: He's shown a preference

-for an audience. - JJ: Mm.

The town hall meeting tonight.

Well, maybe we better cancel it.

No, it'll be helpful

-to observe those who attend. - COLLIER: Observe what?

The guy's not going to show up dragging a...

a hacksaw behind him.

BLAKE: This is a killer who had

the patience to wait 25 years.

- That's uncommon. - HOTCH: And Sheriff,

that distinctiveness might show itself in other ways.

(feedback squeals)

My kids are afraid to go out with their friends.

- What am I supposed to tell them? -WOMAN: We'll answer

all of your questions as soon as the meeting comes to order.

MAN: I'm here now. Can't I ask a simple question?

It's okay, Tom.

We understand your frustration, but

that's why we asked the FBI to help.

- Their top profilers are here. - MAN: What happens if

another person gets their head chopped off

while they're busy profiling?

MORGAN: Sir, the best thing anyone can do

is stay calm and be vigilant.

The investigation is underway.

- Do you have any leads? - JJ: Nothing concrete, no.

But we are narrowing the parameters of the search.

- Hotch? - I got him.

JJ: That's why we are suggesting people travel in pairs,

and make sure your doors and windows are securely locked.

MAN: This guy's cutting off heads.

Do you think locking a window's gonna stop him?

WOMAN: Folks, during our question-and-answer period,

everyone will be given a chance to talk.

Please, try to hold your questions

till everyone has arrived.

Got him! Get your hands behind your back!

MAN: What is that?

- It's a joke! - Hold on.

Come on, man!

We were just messing around.

- Get up. - I got him.

My buddies and me were drinking.

They dared me to come here and do this.

It's just a joke.

- Get him out of here. - MAN: Hey, yeah, real...

MAN 2: Real funny, guy.

- Everything's under control. - MAN 3: Get out of here.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

It looked like there could have been a head in that bag.

That's why I wanted you to hold off.

He was much too young to be the UnSub.

BLAKE: And if the real killer was

going to show, you may have spooked him now.

I'm sorry.

WANDA: No, no, no, no, no.

Absolutely not. I want you to write it up,

but I want to bury it, okay?

Well, it was a fiasco, just like I knew it would be.

Yeah, but we're not going

to throw more flame on the fire now.

Look, just e-mail me your copy. I want to look at it

before we publish tomorrow. Okay? Thanks.

(sighs)

- Hello, Wanda -(gasps)

-(sighs) Took her head. -(zippering)

The whole world's gone crazy.

Sheriff, this wasn't random.

She was targeted and stalked, just like the other victims.

Who would do a thing like this?

Wanda Sullivan was a big anti-drug crusader, right?

Rossi said that's what the ex-mayor told them.

Well, they found that in her garden. She was cultivating

a nice patch of marijuana for herself.

Guess she wasn't as squeaky-clean

as she appeared to be.

And Wade Burke was the perfect student

who turned out to not be so perfect.

JJ: Maybe that's the connection.

The UnSub's targeting people whose private lives

don't measure up to their public image.

We should take a closer look

at the private lives of all the victims.

(knocking at door)

Thought I heard you in here.

Hey, thought we had rules about coming into the man cave.

WOMAN: Even when

it's to announce your breakfast is ready?

Okay.

Special exemption.

(chuckles fondly)

Hey, I'll be in in a couple of minutes.

Okay.

Hey... did you know that guy?

Which guy?

Wade... Burke.

The one whose head was in the capsule?

No. Why?

You guys were just about the same age.

That's all. Thought maybe...

No. Paths never crossed.

Well, you better come eat before your eggs get cold.

Thanks.

Agent Hotchner.

Jim here talked to Wanda Sullivan's neighbors, but...

HOTCH: Sheriff, when you referred

to Charlie Figg as an "exemplary family man,"

to which of his families were you referring?

The family he kept here in Bronson Springs

that everybody knew about?

Or the second secret family he kept three hours east?

Jim, can you give us a minute?

How'd you find out about that?

Is there anything else you haven't told us about?

- Nothing. - Are you sure?

Really. Nothing.

Look, Agent Hotchner, Charlie had some, uh...

some issues in his personal life, that's true.

But it didn't affect his work as a cop.

But it does affect our profile.

So you've got a few minutes to prepare your officers.

They're gonna hear some things they're not going to like.

We're looking for a physically fit male

between the ages of 45 and 55.

And he's targeting people that he perceives as hypocrites.

In the 1980s, Wade Burke won student citizenship awards,

but, in fact, had significant,

repeated brushes with the law that were covered up.

Wanda Sullivan was a fervent anti-drug activist,

yet secretly grew her own stash of marijuana.

And Charlie Figg broke the law that he was sworn to uphold

by illegally maintaining a second family.

This need to punish hypocrisy might have been triggered

when Bronson Springs was given the award

as the perfect city, being held up

-as an example for the future. - REID: If the UnSub felt

victimized, or that an injustice had been done to him,

it might have motivated his need for revenge,

not just against Wade Burke,

but against the entire city, as well.

MORGAN: This person has extraordinary patience.

He put the head of his first victim in a time capsule,

knowing that it would be 25 years

before people would know what he'd done.

JJ: He also spends a great deal of time

meticulously planning his kills.

BLAKE: So look at professions

that would reflect this type of mindset.

Artisans, uh, those who work long hours in solitude.

Perfectionists.

How'd this guy keep from killing all those years?

REID: We call it self-initiated predation

cessation. Most serial killers are unable

to control their own impulses,

but some seem to be able to self-regulate.

It's like they have an on-off switch

that they themselves can control.

MORGAN: The secret of the head in the capsule

was probably enough to sustain him during this dormant phase.

ROSSI: And when the time capsule

finally was opened,

it was like an alarm clock going off.

A wake-up call to resume killing.

JJ: He witnessed

the fear it instilled in the town,

and he wanted to keep that panic going.

He's collecting heads again for a purpose.

We think the UnSub is preparing for his next statement.

And this statement will be bigger and bolder.

And he's not going to wait 25 years. Thank you.

(door opens)

Bet you thought I forgot.

Forgot what?

♪ Our anniversary. ♪

What are you talking about?

Our anniversary isn't until October.

I'm talking about the anniversary

of the day we first met.

22 years ago today.

You remember?

I sure do.

I was a waitress

in that little restaurant in Pueblo.

You were the new fry cook.

Dishwasher. Let's keep it honest.

Talk about fate.

Two kids from Bronson Springs

who grew up three miles from each other had to go

all the way across the state to meet and fall in love.

Must have been destiny.

That's exactly what it was.

Destiny.

Listen, I got to go run some errands this morning.

I'll see you later on?

(quacking)

(bird hoots)

UNSUB: Morning!

Morning.

They biting?

Aw, nibbling.

Did manage to, uh,

hook a good-sized trout about an hour ago.

Yeah? Where is it?

Oh, tossed it back.

Catch and release.

That the law?

Oh, more of a common courtesy.

Keeps our lakes and streams full of fish for everybody.

That's nice.

Except for the fish.

Hook goes in your mouth, gets torn out,

you get tossed back

so somebody else can do the same thing.

(chuckles) You eat fish?

Sure.

Me, too.

Love fish.

Healthy.

You cook it with the head on or off?

Usually on.

Not me.

Last thing I need

is some... beady pair of eyes

looking up at me while I'm trying to eat.

I always take the head off.

(makes whooshing sound)

Well, I think it's time for me to leave.

Uh... nice talking to you.

- Sorry, Mr. Backus. -(gun chamber clicks)

When I catch, I don't release.

(gunshot)

(ducks quacking)

(phone ringing)

GARCIA: Penelope Garcia, beaming in.

Hey, throw me a bone, baby girl.

GARCIA: Oh, lover, I am tossing you a 24-ounce tofu steak.

So I cross-checked the newspaper crime column

with the sheriff dispatch records,

and on the night of July 18, 1988--

that would be one month before Wade Burke vanished--

a deputy responded to a possible sexual assault

on the 400 block of Ferndale Road.

Now, three things are interesting about this.

One-- the deputy that responded was Charlie Figg.

Two-- this incident-- and only this incident--

was omitted from Wanda Sullivan's crime blotter column.

And three-- pregnant pause to ratchet up dramatic tension-

if you go down Ferndale Road half a mile,

that's where Wade Burke worked at his family's carpet business.

We got another one.

REID: Todd Backus,

72-year-old widower.

Retired, lives by himself not too far from here.

- Who found him? - Local fisherman.

Said the victim liked to come to this spot a lot.

This UnSub has a confidence bordering on recklessness.

(garbled radio transmission)

- Anybody could've witnessed this. -Yeah, but nobody did.

You know? Not here, not on the county road with Charlie Figg,

not at Wanda Sullivan's house.

This UnSub's either very lucky, or very good.

(rolling thunder)

Well, up until now,

all of the victims in some way circle back

to Wade Burke and his family.

I wonder how...

Mr. Backus here figures in.

(knocking at door)

WOMAN: Tory?

Permission to enter man cave?

If you want dinner tonight, you better let me in.

Garcia, you have anything yet on Todd Backus?

GARCIA: What I have is a frustration headache.

I love digging up dirt.

But...?

But it's like Todd Backus...

(guttural utterances)

He's never done anything wrong in his entire life.

He's originally from Missouri, he's been married,

happily, to the same woman

for the last 45 years, three grown kids.

HOTCH: When did he move to Bronson Springs?

Uh, let me see.

-(computer chirps) - Oh.

1988.

April of 1988.

JJ: Three months before

Wade Burke disappeared.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

TORY: I wish you hadn't seen that.

So we know the first three victims were all directly tied

to the sexual assault incident on July 18, 1988...

(woman screams)

...but we don't know the identity of the person

-who was attacked. -(man grunts)

It's a good bet it was Wade Burke committing the assault.

(man grunts)

Given his track record and the proximity

to the Burke family business, it had to be him.

Charlie Figg was the responding officer.

He was working patrol alone that night.

And Wanda Sullivan omitted mentioning it in her column.

Okay, so where does Todd Backus fit in?

Baby girl, do we know why Backus came out

to Bronson Springs in the first place?

GARCIA: Yeah.

To seek employment. He had lost his job

in Kansas City the year before.

- Did he find work? - GARCIA: Eventually.

He started punching a time clock again

by... July 28,1988.

Ten days after the incident?

That can't be a coincidence.

Who hired him?

He was hired at M.B. Fabrics.

And that is owned by Burke Carpeting. There it is.

Wade Burke's father gave Backus a job.

HOTCH: Where was Backus

living the night of July 18,

when the sexual assault happened?

First two weeks, he was living

in, like, a temporary, hotely type place.

Then his family joined him, they moved

to a small apartment 415 Ferndale,

which is just down the road

from where the sexual assault was reported.

(man panting)

(woman screams)

Backus witnessed it.

(woman sobbing)

JJ: And called it in to the police.

HOTCH: And the job offer

was to keep him quiet.

Please... don't!

I'm not going to hurt you.

Just can't have you messing this up after all I've done.

I need to finish a few things, and then we'll do it.

- Do what? - Teach this town a lesson

they'll never forget.

-(pounding on door) - WOMAN: Please!

No, please!

No! No! No!

(pounding)

Guys, I got another something.

Wade Burke's father was cooking the books at his business.

How so?

GARCIA: July 21, three days after the incident,

he made a one-time $30,000 payment to a Clarence Tipton.

He charged it off as a consulting fee.

- Do we know who Clarence Tipton is? -GARCIA: Yes.

And the only thing he would be good at consulting about

is, like, welfare fraud and not getting employed.

The $30,000 was hush money.

GARCIA: Clarence Tipton and his wife Arlene

moved out of Bronson Springs shortly after all this happened.

I am shooting you their new address right now. There it is.

-(phone beeps) - Kirkwood.

That's less than an hour north of here.

That money come to us fair and square,

and it's already spent...

so you can't get it back,

if... (laughs) that's what all this is about.

The money was a consulting fee.

That's right.

Do you remember what business Mr. Burke was in,

that he asked you to consult?

- ARLENE: Money we got... - Arlene!

...had nothing to do with that.

What the hell is the difference, Clarence?

Practically everybody from then's dead now, anyway.

Our daughter got raped by that boy.

- Wade Burke. - Yes.

And the money was part of the cover-up.

CLARENCE: They was gonna drag

all our names through the gutter if we went to trial.

ARLENE: She was only

barely 16.

After what that boy did to her,

she had to take pills for depression.

I'll say it, and I mean it.

I'm glad that boy's head turned up like it did.

Where's your daughter now?

CLARENCE: She moved to the other side of the state

soon as she turned 18.

We hadn't heard one word from her since.

ARLENE: Thanks to the price tag

you and Mr. Burke put on her.

I don't have to sit and listen to this.

(door opens)

Hold on a second.

I keep this hidden from my husband.

The son of a bitch would throw it away if he knew I had that.

This is your daughter.

Yeah, that's the only thing I have left of her to remember.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

(sniffles) We lost her that night.

Lost her from our lives as if she'd...

been killed dead.

(sniffles)

WOMAN: Tory?

Tory, are you out there?

(sighs)

(grunting)

(metallic clinking)

(groaning)

Oh.

(touch tones sounding)

(screams) No!

(crying)

You need to settle, Leanne.

You got to trust me on this.

-(panting) - There.

(Leanne cries weakly)

That's better.

GARCIA: I located a Leanne Tipton who worked briefly

at a restaurant in Pueblo in 1990,

but then she disappeared again later on that year,

so either she went way off the grid,

or she changed her identity again, 'cause I can't find her.

So I'm reattaching my snorkel and goggles, diving back in.

- HOTCH: What's that? - The rape case file

from 1988. Charlie had it at his house.

BLAKE: You knew

it was there this whole time?

Uh, no, ma'am.

We all take home files now and then.

Except sometimes, uh, Charlie's files wouldn't come back.

I took a chance that maybe that's what happened this time.

His wife, uh, Sandy showed me where he kept them.

This was the rape victim's statement.

Sheriff, has this building

undergone any sort of renovation since 1988?

Not really. It's been pretty much like this forever.

- What are you thinking, Hotch? - HOTCH: The UnSub

knew everything that happened that night.

What was discussed, and the people involved.

There were only three other employees

working the station that night,

and none of them are still alive.

Well, maybe one of them told somebody.

Uh, not likely. A lie this big is too hard to maintain.

Sheriff, where would the victim have given her statement?

Right over there, where the deputy is standing.

HOTCH: And the accused, Wade Burke?

Where would he have been held?

In there.

Was this area always used for storage?

COLLIER: No, up until a couple of years ago,

it was a temporary holding cell.

BLAKE: That's it.

The UnSub didn't hear about the cover-up.

He witnessed it.

BLAKE: Garcia, we need you

to check the crime blotter column for July 18.

Were there any other arrests made?

GARCIA: Uh... July 18.

July 18. There was a woman, for shoplifting. She was released.

There were two underage kids for alcohol possession.

They were picked up by their parents, and

there was one 22-year-old male arrested for vandalism.

- Was he released? - GARCIA: No.

As far as I can tell, he cooled his heels in jail overnight.

We need his name, Garcia.

GARCIA: His name is Tory Chapman.

He got in a lot of trouble with the law

when he was younger, but then he straightened out.

HOTCH: Where is he now?

He lives at 228 Brook Street in Grangerville.

That's a little town 15 miles south of Bronson Springs.

And he makes furniture.

ROSSI: FBI!

It's clear in here.

JJ: It's clear.

ROSSI: Clear!

Place is empty.

Someone was interrupted before they could finish.

MORGAN: He's on the run.

It's a good bet he took his wife with him.

I'll get an APB out.

MORGAN: What do you got, Rossi?

COLLIER: He married her?

REID: Tory Chapman

killed Wade Burke, then must have insinuated himself

-into Leanne Tipton's life. - Why?

Leanne must have presented as a victim,

and he saw himself as her rescuer.

LEANNE: Why would you kill Wade?

TORY: Why?

I'll tell you why.

All this crap about the time capsule,

and showing the future

what a great place Bronson Springs is in 1988.

I wanted to give the folks in the future a real snapshot.

One that isn't in their stupid Chamber of Commerce booklets.

Please don't do this.

You were done a terrible wrong.

I am making it right.

(crying) Tory---...

there is something about that night you don't know.

Leanne Tipton's statement about the rape--

it's off.

- REID: What do you mean? - Listen to this.

"He took me in the back room,

"and I was really, really scared.

"I didn't know what was going on,

"and he... he kind of put his hand on my throat.

"Then he started to, you know, take my clothes off.

"I just tried to...

and when he was finished, I ran."

What's off about that? Sounds like a woman getting raped.

REID: "Really, really scared" is overselling.

"Kind of put his hand on my throat" is underselling.

And she uses the word "just," which minimizes what follows.

And down here, um...

-"He started to take my clothes off." -HOTCH: And "started to"

typically indicates that what follows was interrupted.

This is a false accusation.

- No. - LEANNE: Tory.

You're lying!

You're lying.

I was in love with Wade.

And that night,

we got into a fight. (sniffles)

- And he-he... - No.

That's not what happened. He...

he raped you.

He raped you!

My dad would've beat me senseless

if he had known about Wade.

I was so scared,

so, I... I made up a story.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

You were in love with him.

I wish my folks hadn't taken the money.

You took money?

(engine revving, tires screeching)

(sighs) So what the hell was going on in here?

Garcia said he made furniture for a living.

Engraving materials.

Plates, fonts.

Not typical for standard carpentry.

(no audio)

SAM: This is where we did it,

right in here.

Bags went in, capsule got sealed.

Next morning, we took it outside and buried it.

(phone beeps on)

Aaron.

(glass shatters, footsteps)

ROSSI: I think I know where he's going.

(Leanne grunts)

TORY: Step up.

LEANNE: What are you doing?

(Leanne panting)

Tory... you're hurting me.

(Leanne sighs)

-(sirens wailing) -REID: The busts in the display case

are of judges, mayors, civic leaders.

HOTCH: Chapman

probably had to walk past them every time he went to court.

And if he felt that he and Leanne were given a raw deal...

(Leanne cries quietly)

-(crying): No, no, no, no. -(Tory sighs)

(crying): Please, Tory, don't.

(Leanne sniffles, exhales)

(Leanne exhales)

OPE" your eyes.

(shuddering breath) No.

Open them, or I'll open them for you.

Oh, God.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

What for?

You're looking at Bronson Springs' finest.

Takes a special kind of integrity

to earn your way in there.

Tory, please.

It turns out you were worse than any of them.

LEANNE: Please don't.

Please!

Please... don't.

Please don't! Please!

- Drop the weapon. -(crying): Please... don't.

BLAKE: Drop it

"Ow!

(sobbing)

(Leanne crying)

TORY: Don't shoot.

I'm putting it down right here.

REID: Do it slowly.

(Hotch kicks saw)

(Leanne sighs)

TORY: Cutting the heads off of people--

only a crazy person would do that, right?

And crazy people get released... eventually.

I wouldn't count on that.

It may take 25 years, but I can do that.

25 years? That's nothing.

It's only time.

♪ Nothing ♪

♪ Ever turns out ♪

♪ Like you thought it would ♪

♪ Spare me some patience ♪

♪ If you could ♪

♪ Sometimes ♪

♪ It feels like ♪

♪ You're watching the sun ♪

♪ From a raincloud ♪

♪ Far from home ♪

♪ Tomorrow ♪

♪ Tomorrow ♪

HOTCH: "There is no present or future,

only the past, happening over and over again, now. "

Eugene O'Neill.

♪ Tomorrow. ♪