sheriff: agent hotchner? we just got a report of a woman attacked in her house by a female assailant. is she ok? sounds like it, but i can't say the same for the attacker, though. neighbors heard cries for help, pretty soon half the block was on her. [police radio, indistinct] the victim was coming home from work, said the suspect approached her in her driveway. asked to use the phone to call a tow truck. she let her in the house? that's when the suspect jumped her. that's not our unsub's m.o. maybe she was ,shing it trying to finish off the last victim. [sighs] that's shara. rossi and i already interviewed her. she's cortland's number-one fan. her alibi is solid. she's not our unsub. shara...why? it worked for her. why not for me? from the dairy farmers of fairlife, this is our promise. we start with delicious, creamy, real milk that's then ultra filtered so fairlife has more protein and and only half the sugar. and never any artificial owth hormones. at fairlife, we believe in better. tt:w`tif`n9*mj6 `p _j<

how's aaron hotchner? he's got acute acoustic trauma in his right ear, and i pulled shrapnel from his leg. just lay down. sir! agent hotchner, lie down. doctor, i'm all right. hotch, stop it. just calm down. doc, i got it, ok? morgan, where's kate? she's in surgery. where are my clothes, please? hotch, your go bag is on its way. has anything happened since the first blast? nothing. sam? he's dead. morgan, the profile's wrong. everything--everything they've done so far has appeared to be sothing it's not. i don't follow. the seemingly random acts of murder, the attempt to hack into our security surveillance systems. the suicide by cop to make us all believe that it was over. don't forget the death card telling us they know we're watching. all diversions. to ensure our attention and analysis of any given situation would than incorrectly inform our profile. so the first responders were not the real target? hotch and kate were a diversion, too? morgan. hotch wants you guys over there now. what do we tell homel

hotchner: best guess, reid? sheriff: how can this letter be authentic if the guy's been dead for a year? could be an elaborate forgery. or it could be the genuine article, just written before his death. well, mail here isn't that slow. or released through an intermediary. you mean the copycat? we're going over the prison visitor logs to check who had multiple visits th ryan, try toarrow our suspect pool. [door opens] sela? what are you doing here? is it true? there's a letter? how did you know? you didn't really think you could keep that quiet around here. the letter's not from him, not the way people might be saying. what does that mean? it... hotc: it means we think he has someone on the outside, a friend. what if you're wrong? what if-- there's no such thing as ghosts, sela. i'm not talking about a ghost. i am talking about those rumors about the execution, how there were problems, how it didn't work right. what are you suggesting? what if he's still out there? don't do that. you think i'm the only one? sela:

i'm looking for agent hotchner, aaron hotchner. go back to the federal building. there are evac marshaling spots check in to make sure they know where you are. i am not about to do that. get out of my face or i'll have you bodily removed, agent. hotch: please, we're here! hotch. hey! the area's restricted. that's my boss down there. my orders are what they are. i don't give a damn what your orders are. i get it, agent. so till the blast site is cleared, no one goes in. you're marine corps, right? right? please, go back to the marshaling point. i'm not doing . i'm not just gonna let my man lay down there like that. hotch: help us! damn it, we're here! never leave a man behind. you do remember that, don't you? hotch: we're here! please! ok. hotch! hotch! fast-forward it. he watched. that son of a bitch watched. get me another timecode. 12:29:13. oh, my god, that's the unsub. and he's walking right up to hotch. hotch. they're not letting any ambulances down here till they clear the scene. kid, you gotta get behind the barricades. let's go. go! go, sam. good luck. tal

[cell phone rings] hotchner: hey, dave. reid and i were just approached by some guy here with photos that he claims are 7 women he killed. that you can't really see what they are. but he said he killed them? 7 women so far. so far? there are 5 more live victims somewhere that we can save in 9 hours. is this guy for real, dave? is a confessor, wannabe? i don't think so, hotch. i get a hit off him. something hinky. i'm bringing h in. ok, what can i do? i'm sending shots of the photos to garcia to start looking over. i'll let her know to expect them. i' see you in about 45 minutes. what is this? do not forget a word he says the rest of the time we have him. it's obviously tank girl. tank girl? absolutando. is she even a good guy? um, "a," she's not a guy at all. big plus. "b," she is all about wild hair dye, flatulence, nose picking, spitting, explosive vomiting, occasional random sex, and more than occasional drunkenness. and she has a tank. her very own tank. and at, mon ami,is girl power. superman can fly. [knock on door] g

agent hotchner. um, could you take a look at this spot on her forehead? hmm. that's strange. let me swab it and get it back to the lab. 3 murders in the last 3 days. something's causing his frenzy. could be a drastic change in his life. something he lost control of. or it could be something he gained control of. like himself. if he's finally defined himself as a strangler, he may just be practicing, perfecting his style. he may have awakened. the coroner just called. preliminary tests confirm acetyl alcohol on the homeless woman's forehead. he sterilized it? why would he do that? maybe he did something to her forehead, used an alcohol wipe to remove evidence. well, if that's the case, it certainly wasn't necessary to the crime. this could be part of his signature. we should look at other victims to see if he did something similar. any evidence on the last victim was washed away in the water. and all the other bodies were either buried or cremated. except for one. [footsteps] i know you don't want to see me, but please hear me out we need zoe's body to go back to the coroner's

i'm ssa hotchner. thank you for coming in. you sure you've seen this man? yeah. i gave him the scar. did you meet him in a club? no. i was a prostitute. melissa: this happened about a year ago. and i was in bad shape. heroin? but you got clean. my girl, cheryl, told me if i put an ad in the paper, it'd be safer than walking the streets. so... one day you got a call, right, to meet u at a motel? yeah. when you walked in, you knew you were in trouble. he couldn't meet your eye. he paced. i spent the first half-hour trying to get him to relax, because if he can relax, then i can relax. but he just wanted to rant. what did he say? he said i was the help. they don't even see you. you're nothing. e help. melissa, voice-over: i had cuomers like this all the time. they wk out one of two ways. either they want to tie you up, and you just say no or they want to be ti up, in which case you do it and, uh, you steal their wallet. he didn't want to tie you up, did he? no. no! you know what i remember about the whole thing, like crystal clear? it wasn't the pain that sent him r

hotchner. no, please. "hotch." hotch. so, whe's the rest of the team? oh, another case came up while we were in las vegas, and they stayed behind to look into it. excuse me. i thought you work cases together. this one's different. riley was 6 at the time. his father, lou jenkins, was supposed to pick him up from t-ball practice at 4. but he got delayed at work, prompting riley to walk the 3 blocks home. when his mother got home in the early evening, she founhim dead in the basement. so, the offender came to the house after the boy arrived home. or picked him up on the way there. coaxes riley into the basement where he sexually assaults him. the boy's mouth was taped shut. symbolic. the unsub fears riley will talk, decides to make certain that he'll never talk. he finds a knife in the fishing gear under the stairs, stabs riley 9 times in the chest, stuffs him behind the washing machine. so, the unsub's a white male in his late 20s to early 30s. means we're lking for a man in his 50s. likely knew the boy. maybe been to his house. neighbor. reid? what is i

i'm aaron hotchner. i'm with the fbi. can i get you anything? coffee? no, no. i can answer your questions. do you know if your ex-wife and her husband have any enemies? no. i mean, i don't know. i don't--i don't know. i-- she's a normal kid, you know? she...meets people all the time. this would be an adult, possibly a white male. he might be an authority figure to her. the reason that i ask is that given the location of your ex-wife's house, we think someone has targeted cate specifically. uh...sorry. well, is there anything that you can think of that might be helpful? we like to go to the movie there's a new, uh, multiplex at the mall. how often to you see cate? i have visitation every 2 weeks. do you keep to that schedule? the reason that i ask that right now time is of the essence. what's that suppod to mean? with all due respect, sir, it means that if you can't add to my knowledge of cate, my time is better spent somewhere else. i'll keep you posted with any developments. yes? agent-- there's one thing-- hold on a second. i'm right here. ok, bring it with y