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Mm.

Hey, hey, little man.

What you doing?

Nothin'.

Need a ride?

I'm good.

Where you goin'?

I'm goin' to the store.

I'll give you a ride.

It's just right there.

Scared, huh?

I ain't scared.

Yeah, you scared.

And I had a job for you.

What kind of job?

Payin' kind.

How much?

- Two dollars. - What I gotta do?

Nah, you scared.

I'm not scared!

Hop in, then.

Where's my two dollars?

Job first.

Okay, that's four.

- You want me to keep doin' this all day? - No, that's enough.

- Now what the fuck I'm gonna do with them? - Show 'em your badge,

tell 'em never to get into a car with a stranger again,

then take 'em for ice cream.

I want my two dollars!

- Yeah, we want our dollars! - Where's my two dollars?

And give them each two dollars.

No singles?

Sorry.

Hey, guys.

- How are ya? - You lost?

No. I'm lookin' for some help.

I've got a project, and I'll pay you boys two dollars an hour.

You a cop?

Um...

- If you wanna take the job, my car is... - You're supposed to say yes if you are.

- I could pay all four of you. - Pull your dick out!

- Excuse me? - You're not a cop, show your dick.

A cop won't show his dick.

- Go on, pull it out. - Hey, mister!

- What the fuck you want? - Sorry, ma'am.

They got every right to play and mind they own business.

- Sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to... - If you got something to say,

you say it to me. 'Cause I don't allow my grandkids

- to talk to strangers. - Yes, ma'am. Thank you.

Now get your ass outta...

Fairfield Police Department.

- Detective McGraw, please. - One moment, please.

- Who's this? - Hello. This is Special Agent Bill Tench,

- FBI. - Oh. I'm Detective Needham.

Can I help you with something?

I was hoping to speak with Detective McGraw.

Yeah, uh...

McGraw's no longer with us.

You have a number for him? I consulted on a case with him.

He, um... He's no longer... with us.

He passed.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, neighbors put in a welfare call.

They found him just sittin' in front of the TV.

Do you know who has his cases now?

That would be me.

Did McGraw ever close the Ada Jeffries case?

Jeffries?

Woman who swept up at the church. Had a young son.

Right. Terrible.

No, that went cold.

There was... just nothin' to go on.

Sorry, I can't help you.

I understand. Appreciate it.

- And sorry again about McGraw. - Thank you, sir.

Bill. Good morning.

You're just in time.

Holden's come across something, and he would like for us to weigh in.

Okay.

Over a period of 7 months, 11 children have disappeared in Atlanta.

Eight have been found murdered.

Not one case has been solved.

Not one case has any suspects or even a viable witness.

The red pins mark where the kids were last seen alive.

The black pins mark where their bodies were found.

- I've worked up a profile. - Wait a minute.

Were you asked to consult on this case?

Not exactly.

- What exactly does "not exactly" mean? - Not by anyone with authority.

Then we can't get involved. You know that.

- We could offer our help. - We don't consult unless we're asked.

Asked about what?

Ted.

We were just talking about Atlanta.

- Hance and Pierce? - No.

Eight murdered children, three missing.

We were just discussing that it didn't fall within our purview.

There've been telexes coming in on this recently.

- You know about them? - We got a report

from the Atlanta field office a few weeks ago

- about a young girl who'd been abducted. - Victim nine.

LaTonya Wilson. Taken from her own home while she slept.

No ransom call ever materialized. To date, there's no federal crime.

The mayor requested we get involved,

but I don't think Justice wants to touch this with a ten-foot pole.

That's pretty definitive.

But it could be an opportunity.

This is getting national attention.

- You've done some research? - I've developed an initial profile

and was running it by the unit

- to get their input. - I'd like to hear it.

Most of the children disappeared in the normal course of their lives:

running errands, on their way home. Broad daylight, no one's seen a thing.

The children are all black, between 7 and 14.

All but two are male.

We have no murder scenes,

just sites where the bodies were left postmortem.

Now, I'm not saying I believe all of these cases are linked.

- Then what are you saying? - That there are indicators

of a compulsive killer.

- Such as? - One child's body was washed,

another was found with someone else's underwear stuffed in her mouth.

Several died from manual strangulation.

I've done some research, and...

- ...I have an instinct. - Holden.

Let him finish, please.

They should be looking for a black male,

mid to late twenties.

Go on.

That's it.

Wow.

No white person could go unnoticed in these neighborhoods.

We should have multiple eyewitness accounts, but we have none.

Bill, what do you think?

With all due respect to my partner, and his nearly infallible instincts,

I couldn't begin to work up a profile at this stage.

I'd have to do a lot more honest-to-God, on-the-ground legwork.

I agree with Holden's presumption that if the cases are connected,

the unsub is likely black.

As to whether any are connected...

- entirely uncertain. - Dr. Carr? What's your opinion?

Nothing Holden's presented could be mistaken for scientific.

As to the profile, there's some common sense there,

but we need to be able to support our hypotheses.

Thank you.

This is below our radar.

For now.

Stay current with it.

Use that instinct of yours.

You'll just have to do it from the comfort of Quantico.

♪ No clover, no heather ♪

♪ No cross, no wonder ♪

♪ I'm lucky, I'm lucky ♪

♪ I'm lucky ♪

Hello?

Coming.

Hey.

I'm so overdressed.

No, not at all.

Come on. Let's go.

Whe... Where are we going?

You're gonna love it.

You're really getting this.

I mean, I feel like I would be better if I was wearing the proper footwear.

So rent some. I mean, they go with everything.

Do you have any idea who's been wearing those?

It's your call.

I just think it's an unfair advantage.

Fine.

Fuck the shoes.

Watch and learn.

- ♪ Talkin' 'bout China Grove ♪ - ♪ China Grove ♪

♪ Oh! ♪

♪ Oh-oh, China Grove ♪

How do you do that?

Good clean living.

Can I ask you a question?

Of course.

Shouldn't you be a professor of something?

Federal Bureau of Investigations feels very,

I don't know, not you.

- There wasn't a question in there. - Sure, there was.

I was nearly a "professor of something."

- But? - It just wasn't for me.

You know, I'm fascinated by extreme people, and at Quantico,

I get to study them up close.

Oh, it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.

Do you do this a lot?

Wear other people's shoes?

Or date?

I date a fair amount, I guess.

Never an FBI agent, though.

A consultant.

Right. Yeah, most of my dates go to the same barber.

- Volleyball coaches, camp counselors. - Oh, so I'm just here

- because I look good in a skirt. - Because you own a skirt.

What about you? Dating?

I was with someone for a long time.

I'm guessing General Patton thinks you're waiting for Mr. Right?

I mean, "people see what they wanna see."

No, I just feel that it's, uh... It's easier to compartmentalize

that part of my life.

This is not gonna work.

Um...

Here.

Try this one. It's on the lighter side.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Uh...

Gotta get to the center of the lane.

Mm-hmm.

All right, square up.

Shoulders to the pins.

And bring the ball up.

Higher, to your chest.

Uh, now, if you can see the ball...

and the center pins in a straight line...

- Ah. - Yeah!

...you have a chance in hell of hitting something.

Now, put your weight on your left foot.

Take a deep breath and just do it.

♪ China Grove ♪

Progress.

Not quite enough, but not bad for your first time.

Yeah, you're so sure that I didn't just let you win?

Oh, I am so sure.

♪ I looked out this morning And the sun was gone ♪

♪ Turned on some music ♪

- ♪ To start my day ♪ - So, this long-time person,

there a story there?

Oh, it's a cliché.

I mean, I was the bright, young student, she was the wise professor.

You know, so wise that I barely took a breath without seeking her approval,

which, of course, I never got.

So it's your turn.

What on earth are you doing tending the fern?

Don't knock it. It's a great way to pick up chicks.

I seem to recall being your only prospect in there.

But really, is there something else?

Like something that you would like to do that's...

- Better? - No, I... I didn't mean it like...

No, it's okay.

I don't think everybody's life has to be all about their job.

You know, I get to be myself there, and the guys...

Sometimes I'm the only person in their lives who isn't judging them.

I don't have to hide who I am.

- Is that the most important thing, though? - I didn't use to think so.

But I made myself a promise to live with as much honesty as possible.

What happened?

Sometimes it's comforting to know

you've already done the worst thing you could ever do in your life.

I left my husband and blew everything up.

I'd already done what my parents wanted, what he wanted.

We had a kid.

Tom's a great dad.

He's just gonna be mad at me until he's not anymore.

I don't know if I'm ready to be a mom,

but I'm sure as shit not ready to be a wife.

Wow.

- Too much for date one? - No.

No, just... just unexpected.

If you want excruciating honesty, you have come to the right place.

I do.

I'm just surprised.

You surprise me.

♪ More than a feeling... ♪

- Okay. - ♪ And I begin dreaming ♪

- ♪ More than a feeling ♪ - ♪ Till I see Marianne walk away ♪

Most teams have a dominant partner.

In this case, that was Dean Corll, 30 years old.

Known around Houston as the Candy Man.

Oh, I read about this.

He would give free candy to teenage boys, then rape, torture, and kill them.

I remember it was a huge case.

- What was it? 25 boys? - 28. But who's counting?

Who gets into a car for Tootsie Rolls?

Well, "candy," in this case, is a euphemism for drugs.

- Don't worry, we'll read up on the plane. - He's dead.

- Who? - The Candy Man.

Oh. Then...

He's not our subject.

The man who killed him is: Elmer Wayne Henley, Jr.

Henley was 14 when he first met Corll, the Candy Man.

Police believe he assisted in 20 of the murders, though.

Now he says his only role was to lure the boys in.

In this confession, he admits to killing six.

That must've been before he got a lawyer.

So we're reading up on Henley, who's not the Candy Man?

Bill, if we're gonna do this, we need to devote time to prepare.

There's a lot of material here.

Uh, it's the partner dynamic I'd like to focus on.

Henley and another young man, David Brooks,

18, were acolytes of Corll's.

Their roles were clearly defined.

Brooks and Henley would procure victims with the promise of drugs or alcohol.

And then Corll would wait until they were inebriated

and then handcuff them to his body board.

Often two at a time.

He would spend days raping, torturing, and then killing them.

Henley admits to witnessing everything but denies further participation.

Watching is participation.

Who selected the victims?

We think Henley

because they were often kids he knew from school.

With friends like that...

Corll offered $200 for every one he brought.

Told him it was for a sex ring.

- Hardly lets him off the hook. - Well, maybe for the first one.

After that, he knew exactly what was gonna happen to those kids.

Get this. Henley was originally brought to Corll as a victim.

He managed to talk his way off the rack, but instead of turning Corll in,

he joined him.

Corll must have had tremendous sway over this kid.

Come on, unless someone holds a gun to your head...

So, how does a teenager go from victim

to facilitator to participant?

And finally...

avenger... of sorts.

It all ended when Henley brought Corll a boy and a girl.

Corll wasn't happy about the girl, so he put them all on the body board.

Henley talked Corll into releasing him, but this time, he shot him.

Homosexual jealousy. As soon as he brought a girl in,

the whole thing fell apart.

Well, sexuality is relevant as far as it pertains to victimology,

like their obvious preference for males,

- but it's not causal to violence. - Homosexuality is a deviance.

Actually, it's been removed from the DSM as a "disorder"

and changed to a "sexual orientation disturbance."

Sounds much better.

We need to understand the influence Corll exerted over Henley:

was it fear, was it sexual?

What did each get out of the partnership?

Sorry, this is for you.

Gunn wants to see us in his office.

He means the three of us.

Another child reported missing in Atlanta.

This time, they received a ransom call.

"I've got Earl. He's in Alabama.

It'll cost you $200 to get him back."

- Crossed state lines. - FBI has jurisdiction. That's great.

It's a way in.

DC's assigned a case agent with expertise in kidnapping.

And they're looking at racial motivation.

Apparently, the caller sounded white.

But the victim fits the pattern?

- Young, male, black? - Exactly.

Earl Lee Terrell, 11 years old. I'm sending you both.

- When do we leave? - Today.

I want you there for the duration.

Atlanta's set up a dedicated task force to handle this.

We're going in under the guise of this kidnapping,

but let the case agent handle that. We'll use it

to look at the larger picture.

Be methodical. Do your legwork.

And... follow your instincts.

And, Dr. Carr, I expect you to remain in close contact.

This case is now getting bureau attention.

I want our methods to be seen as scientifically incontestable.

The caller might be white, but...

there's no way he's the one picking up the kids.

We rule nothing out.

Methodical. Legwork.

You heard him, right?

I did.

We look at every case.

Why was I even in that meeting?

Was he just trying to make me feel better by tipping his hat to science?

How many cases are there?

This one makes 12.

Typically, how long would it take you to solve 12 murders?

Holden told me to cancel Henley.

When should I reschedule?

Who knows?

It's the murdered children that Holden's been obsessed with.

Gunn's sending them to Atlanta

- until the case is resolved. - I see.

I can interview Henley.

It's why I transferred here.

And we did the research.

We should do it together.

- They've got their own building. - Who else would want it?

Guy knocks on the door,

wearing a police cap, says he's a cop.

Oldest trick in the book, right?

His accomplice, a woman, now she's disguised as a man.

Right?

- Now they chloroform the mother... - Not a lot of tasking

at the task force.

Holden.

Jim.

Good to see you. You on this full-time now?

They needed a liaison.

I was up to speed.

The only volunteer.

- Agent Tench. - Bill.

Nice to see you again, Jim.

- What are we walking into here? - A lot of sitting, waiting.

This place literally got set up a week ago.

- No expense spared. - I brought the Mr. Coffee.

Feels more like a political response.

We're meant to stay in the background.

What about this latest kid?

The ransom call's supposed to come in at 6:00 p.m.

We were getting briefed by the case agent. He got a little sidetracked.

We get the demand.

Five hundred thousand.

- I'll introduce you. - I mean, huge.

We're seconds away from making the drop

when these two local cops drive by, killed the whole thing.

No offense, they were from Gwinnett County.

Sorry to interrupt.

I want you to meet Agents Tench and Ford from Quantico.

This is Ken Robbins from the Memphis Office.

The basement boys.

Well, you know it's serious when they come down from the country club.

You boys bring your clubs?

This will all be over by eight o'clock.

Maybe make an early tee time tomorrow morning.

This where he was taken?

No, it's where the call's supposed to come in.

We'll set up an hour before.

Keep all vehicles away from the house in case he's watching.

Three units ready to respond in the vicinity.

The rest will cover major access roads, here and here.

Where was he taken?

He'd been kicked out of a pool in Lakewood.

Here. For roughhousing.

Last place he was seen.

- Broad daylight. - Most likely,

the kid just wandered off. Could even be a runaway.

Regardless, it's doubtful this is a kidnapping.

Two-hundred-dollars ransom? This is opportunistic extortion at best.

Two hundred dollar ransom?

Let us know if you come up short.

Anyway, so the kidnappers...

Looks like they really did a lot of legwork on this one.

Do you have the files on the others?

I can walk you through what I know. We've got a little time.

The safety commissioner's coming by this afternoon.

He's the mayor's right hand. He wants to meet the FBI.

Well, at least we'll look like we're doing somethin'.

Always fall back on protocol.

You know, work your way through the questions.

I want to spend time on the family section.

Watch his reaction.

He met Corll in ninth grade

when a kid's primary motivation is to fit in.

And being with someone older would distinguish him.

You know, elevate him among his peers.

What I keep thinking about is Henley once helped put up missing posters

for a victim's family.

A year later, he delivered that same kid's brother to Corll.

How does someone do that?

Well, maybe, for once, we're gonna get all our questions answered.

Thank you for doing this.

Frankly, I can't believe I didn't suggest it.

But his family history is gonna be important,

so you can't let him off the hook on that.

You ever been in a prison?

Uh, yeah. In grad school.

We need to get his reaction to his father's violent behavior.

I mean, does he excuse it? Did he try to appease his father?

What was it like?

What? A white-collar prison?

Summer camp with razor wire.

Were you ever left unsupervised?

Sure.

But I never felt unsafe.

You don't have to read it.

I never sign anything without reading it first.

You know, if a riot breaks out, we're taken hostage,

it's FBI policy not to negotiate.

Makes sense.

In any hostage situation, the women are always raped.

Hmm, not exclusively.

This is Special Agent Greggory Jay Smith here with Dr. Wendy Carr.

With us today is Elmer Wayne Henley, Jr.

Thank you for meeting with us today.

- I'm sure you must be... - Busy?

So, uh, what we do is we...

we talk to people convicted of violent crimes

about what it's like to, uh, do what they... do.

And normally, we start with the family.

- What your parents were like... - I'm not reallly interested

in talking about any of that.

I'm sorry. What did you think we came all this way for?

That's on you. I didn't ask you to come visit,

but I'm sayin' plain what I will and won't be addressin'.

I'm just looking for insights.

It says here that...

Lots of things say lots of things.

Now, I know what happened.

And I know what people say I did.

What do you know? You just read about it somewhere.

If you don't mind, let's start with education.

- What is the highest grade you attend... - I do mind.

- I'm sorry? - I'm not interested in talking about that.

Uh...

We'll skip the section on education.

Military.

Too young. We'll skip this part too.

Here. Jobs.

Description of job stability.

Which of these applies the most: generally stable, unstable,

chronically unemployed?

What do you think?

How about, um...

Do you ever suffer from sleep disturbances,

headaches, dizzy spells, blackouts?

Are all your questions stupider than shit?

We're here to talk to you about the murder of Dean Corll

and your participation...

I didn't participate in anything.

We can only go by your affidavit.

I don't care what that says I said. I never killed anyone.

Not unless you're saying Dean was a killing.

I defended myself. Houston police can attest.

One moment. I'm... I'm sorry, Wayne.

Hey! Don't you call me that!

Name's Junior or Mr. Henley.

Don't call me Elmer Wayne, or Elmer, or Wayne.

Don't call me that ever.

- Elmer Wayne! - You don't like your father's name?

- It speaks. - Hey, Wayne!

I thought they brought you in just to throw me off.

So what is this? Like, a bad cop/good shrink situation?

Do you not want to talk about your father?

I thought you came to talk about me.

We know that he hurt you when you were a child.

We know he hurt your mother too.

Is that why you gravitated toward Dean Corll?

Your mother told the police that Dean was like a father to you.

You don't know what the hell you're talking about.

Everyone of y'all are the same.

So eager to come in here and stick cameras

or microphones in my face, but no one wants to hear

- what really happened. - I do.

Maybe you do. Maybe you don't.

Tired of it all.

Your father, I imagine he thought very little of you.

He couldn't see you as you were.

You're clearly intelligent, capable.

Dean saw that, didn't he?

It must have been empowering

to have an older friend like Dean have faith in you.

Trust you enough to get the job done.

That's what a real father is supposed to...

- Did you see Dean as a father figure? - Who's your father figure?

Was it your daddy?

What did Daddy do to you?

Girls like you wanna date guys like their daddy

because they want them to treat 'em just like Daddy did.

That about right? See, I could be a shrink too.

All you do is ask a lot of questions, make a lot of assumptions.

You know what assumptions tell me?

Tell me a whole lot more about you than they do about me.

I was in a relationship once that I think is very similar

to the one that you were in with Dean.

She was my boss,

my mentor,

my lover.

Bullshit.

She used her status to control and subjugate me.

I never saw it that way until I was no longer with her.

- You're lying. - I'm not.

I know what that kind of confusion feels like,

when you're caught between someone you admire

and a whole lot of bad decisions.

I'm not interested in relitigating the details of your case.

You're free to talk about them if you choose.

I'm here to understand who you are.

Not here to assign blame.

I am only interested in your side of the story,

Mr. Henley.

I was 14 when I first met him.

Just a kid.

What was he like?

Quiet.

Loner type.

I was curious about Dean, though.

I wanted to know what his deal was.

He got on with everyone just fine, but you never knew what he was thinkin'.

He had a steady job, something I didn't,

and he offered to pay me and David Brooks to rob some houses for him.

I needed money, so I thought, sure, why not.

But then Dean changed the rules, didn't he?

He wanted us to get him some teenagers for some kind of sex ring for faggots.

What did you think about that?

I didn't think much. He was payin' 200 for each.

That was before he started talking about killin'.

- How did he start talking about killing? - First, he just asked if I could.

You know, if I was robbin' a house or somethin', and I was cornered,

would I be willing to off some guy?

Of course, I said yes. High school ego would dictate that.

Did you believe yourself capable of murder?

I'd wondered what it was like. We all have.

Whether or not people want to admit it.

Had you fantasized about killing someone before you met Dean?

No.

You told the police that the first time you met him,

you had been brought to him as a potential victim.

- Seemed like it. - Why?

Things he wanted to do.

Showed me his handcuffs, asked if I'd ever worn any.

Other stuff too.

I told him I didn't go that way.

So, from your own experience,

you knew that anyone you brought him would be assaulted.

I was just thinking about the money.

Did Dean ever point out the boys that he wanted,

or did he trust you to select them?

Oh, he trusted me. Let me pick 'em.

He said I was a good talker. I could get anyone.

He told me he was lookin' for "white, good-lookin', and young."

- Where did you find them? - Whoever's easiest, you know?

Hitchhikers. Kids who were lookin' to party.

Dumb ones who'd go anywhere if you said you had weed.

I imagine that the easiest would've been kids that you already knew,

trusted you.

I see what you're doin'.

I didn't do anything, so I don't know why you're lookin' at me like I did.

In your affidavit, you admitted to participating in the murders...

That's not how it happened. I never killed anyone. Except...

Except for Dean. And that was self-defense, I told you.

But you watched Dean torture

- and rape those boys. - I never raped anyone.

You continued to bring him victims.

Yeah...

It was never done by my choice, or want, or need.

But you stayed in the house.

Why would you watch if you didn't want to participate?

- Dean wanted me to stay. - You wanted to please him.

Dean was good to me.

I'm not saying he was all good, but he was good to me.

What was it like to kill Dean?

I can't imagine how difficult it must have been for you

to kill the one person who'd ever treated you with respect.

Nah, it was cool.

See, Dean taught me...

if you're ever in a situation where you have to shoot someone,

shoot 'em until they hit the ground.

Don't stop 'cause you shot 'em between the eyes,

shoot that person till they hit the ground.

Now, three times I shot Dean.

He passed me, I shot him three more times in the back.

I shot him until he hit the ground.

He'd have been proud of the way I did it.

I think he was proud right before he died.

But why did you kill him?

Get away from him.

I just never got up enough nerve to do it until I did.

What suddenly gave you the nerve?

It was...

I just didn't want to anymore.

Waking up handcuffed had no impact on you?

It had a fucking impact on me. I had to defend myself.

Did you ever consider that Dean might have looked at you

in the same way that he looked at those boys you brought him?

I ain't no faggot.

I was known as a playboy in high school, party person.

People knew running with me meant you run around with chicks.

That isn't what I asked.

It was David that was hustling himself a queer. Talk to him.

Did Dean ever make advances to you...

Did he ever ask me to suck his dick? Is that what you want to know?

Well, even if he did, I ain't no fucking homo.

He never touched me, and I never touched him.

- I never said you did. - I can tell that's what you're thinkin'!

And you come in here with your little lezzie sob story.

Takes a queer to know one. That what you're sayin'?

Fucking dyke trying to tell me who I am, when I said I'd tell you.

Well, I've been tellin' you.

I ain't no fuckin' faggot.

You can tell that to whoever's gonna listen to that tape.

So you're not a faggot,

not a rapist,

not a killer.

A boy got involved with a murderer.

That's all that happened.

David Brooks told Houston PD that you seemed to enjoy inflicting pain,

and that's why you killed.

I have a motto.

"You either enjoy what you do, or you go crazy."

So when I did something, whatever it was, I tried to enjoy it,

and I didn't dwell on it later.

I feel remorse now.

I'm glad it's over with.

I'm glad Dean ain't out there killing kids.

But as far as if I have any emotion to it?

There's no real heartfelt emotion.

Blunt trauma, stabbing...

We're about to brief the commissioner,

unless something changes.

The more bodies we get, the harder it is to see any pattern.

- You know we can't rely on MO. - Yeah, he's here.

- And two female victims. - I'll tell him.

We haven't seen a sexual predator cross genders.

Bill. Field office said your wife called.

...something a little bit more permanent for 'em.

- This is the task force. - City hall?

Show's on.

Chief Redding.

Commissioner Brown, this is Special Agent Jim Barney.

Agent Barney, I've been asking to meet you,

or frankly anyone from the FBI, for a while now.

Glad we can help.

Now, this is Special Agent Robbins, Memphis Office.

He's our kidnap specialist.

- He'll walk you through the plan. - Commissioner.

We're expecting a call at 6:00 p.m. with the aunt's house next door.

Now, she has the only phone in the family. We've got a trap and trace on the line.

I'll coach the mother through the back-and-forth,

keep our caller talkin'.

And once the call comes in?

We got a dedicated radio channel with agents ready to respond.

And my men are planted throughout the area.

He may be hoppin' phone booths.

Thank you.

And is the bureau offering assistance with the other cases?

Yes. Commissioner, I'd like you to meet Agents Tench and Ford

- from the Behavioral Science Unit. - Behavioral Science?

A new field of forensics Quantico's developing.

Commissioner.

- Bill Tench. - Morris Redding.

And what is your part in the kidnap and recovery?

Basically support at this stage.

We're not even sure there is a kidnapping.

You're not?

It doesn't fit the pattern.

You see a pattern? Tell me more about that, please.

What's happening to these children isn't a random wave of violence.

There is definite method to victim selection.

In these cases, he's showing an obvious predilection

- toward young boys. - You're saying "he"?

I believe you have a predator.

Commissioner, this is early days.

We have a lot of work ahead of us.

We can't rule anything out.

There are other commonalities that suggest a single killer.

All are from the same socioeconomic background.

All the bodies have been moved and left to be discovered postmortem.

Several were asphyxiated.

These killings are personal and may well be sexually driven.

We've seen no evidence of rape with any of these boys.

We're learning sexual gratification can come

from the act of violence alone.

I think this man is a hebephile. He's looking for pubescents.

At least three of the victims are 14.

Yes, but...

even the 14-year-olds are small for their age.

To someone driving by in a car, they would appear younger.

So, all these children: one killer.

I believe that to be the case.

This is truly fascinating.

I had no idea the FBI had this resource.

We'll be able to direct the investigation towards the highest-probability suspects.

So you'll be looking for previous offenders?

I have worked up a profile.

I'm fairly certain the unsub we should be looking for is black.

There's no way a Caucasian, like your caller,

could take children from these neighborhoods

without being noticed.

He might drive a vehicle disarming to kids.

An ice-cream truck or a police car.

Gentlemen, I know this can all sound conjectural,

but I assure you, we conduct our work very methodically.

I have no doubt.

This has been... highly instructive.

Thank you both.

- That went well. - Your wife called twice while he was here.

Use the phone in the back.

- Hey, hon. - Where were you? I've called three times.

I was in a meeting. What's going on?

- You have to come home. - Why?

The police wanna talk to Brian.

What do you mean? Who told you this?

It was that detective.

- Spencer? - Yes. He said you need to be here.

Why do they want to talk to...? What did he say exactly?

He wants to talk to him, and he wants us both to be there.

That's all I know. What do I do?

Do not let him talk to Brian until I'm there. Under no circumstances.

Okay, h-how do I tell him?

Just tell Art that I'm getting on the next plane.

- I'll be there as soon as I can. - Okay, just please hurry.

Guys, I have a mini family emergency.

Nothing serious. Nancy's mom took a fall.

But there's no one to look after Brian till tomorrow.

Go if you need to.

I'm gonna catch a cab, jump on the next plane.

- I'll be back tomorrow. - Fine.

Thanks.

When you talked about...

the woman, that relationship, that was...

How do you come up with something like that?

It was exactly the right story, at the right moment.

I froze. I just completely choked.

No, Gregg. He was particularly hostile toward you.

I couldn't get him to even respond.

I am so sorry. I apologize.

- We all have moments of panic. - Not on tape.

Where your colleagues can play it back.

Look who's back.

If you're looking for a dinner recommendation,

there's a spot around the corner.

My hands were tied.

I hope you know that.

But I'm here to tell you that I'm back officially.

"Officially." And last time?

Last time, I was on my own.

Six more children have gone missing,

three of those turned up dead.

Is that what it takes to become "official"?

It's taken a lot of convincing,

but I have managed to get the FBI here under the auspices of a kidnapping.

- Earl Terrell. - Yes.

I've just come from coordinating with the task force

and meeting with Commissioner Brown.

I met with Commissioner Brown.

Two weeks ago. Right after we held a press conference

asking why the city was neglecting our murdered children.

How do you think the task force got started?

Mrs. Bell, I've seen firsthand

all of your cases are still under investigation.

Are they looking for suspects outside the families?

Does this look like we don't care about our children?

No, it doesn't.

Well, now you're here officially, what can you do for us?

I have the full force of the bureau behind me.

Access to state-of-the-art computers, evidence labs,

criminal and fingerprint databases.

We're going to examine every case methodically.

- Investigate every possibility. - Does that include the KKK?

Because we know APD's not doin' that. Half the force used to be Klan.

You think they're gonna police themselves?

I can't discuss specifics of investigations,

but we're not ruling anybody out.

Willie Mae's child, Jeffrey, is still missing.

She hasn't heard a word.

Not from anybody.

I hope you keep in touch.

I'm not going anywhere.

There's some cornbread over there.

Take some with you on your way out.

It's a dollar.

Ma'am...

it's been almost four hours.

It doesn't seem like the call's coming in.

No.

- I'm sorry. - No.

- We still have officers looking for him... - You're not gon' leave.

No, ma'am. We're not gonna leave.

That man gon' call.

- He wants his money. He'll call. - Yes, ma'am.

We'll be right here.

- If the call comes, we'll... - When the call comes.

My Earl, he out there.

I know because his spirit ain't quiet yet.

Mrs. Belt,

I'm so sorry.

He still got Earl.

Don't tell me there's not gonna be a call.

I want my boy back.

We're doin' everything we can. Everything.

Got men stationed all around town.

When he calls, we'll get Earl back safe.

Okay.

You're absolutely right about this not being a kidnapping.

Unfortunately.

How much longer should we stay?

Stay another hour.

Leave the trace on the phone, pack everything else up.

You can head back to Memphis.

- You got it. - It's the smart move, sir.

Now we can transfer resources to reviewing the cases.

Thank you for coming down to Atlanta.

But with no kidnapping, there is no federal crime.

Oh, we don't have to leave.

- We're just starting to... - You do have to leave.

The FBI no longer has jurisdiction. We appreciate your help.

What just happened?

He pulled the plug.

He can't do that.

- Can he do that? - Oh, yeah.

He can do that.

The city's been asking for our help. Commissioner Brown even said so.

It may be the city didn't like the kind of help you were offering.

They need us. And they know it.

Look, the mayor called Washington, and the FBI showed up.

That looked good for him. It showed he has clout.

What doesn't look good is the public, or the press,

terrified there's a predator out there.

And to redirect the investigation to look for a black perpetrator?

That's not gonna play with his constituency.

What if I'd said we should look for a white one?

My guess is the city doesn't want to say there's a predator at all.

Black or white, it's bad for business.

Denying it just makes him harder to catch.

Black or white shouldn't matter.

Well, it does.

Thanks, pal. Keep it.

It's my house.

- What the hell's going on, Art? - I'm sorry, Bill.

You need to talk to your wife.

She's out back.

Nance.

Where's Brian?

Is he okay?

- He's in our bed watching TV. - Tell me.

I told them they had to wait for you, but they didn't even have to ask him.

Ask him what?

They were asking me if I had ever taken Brian over there,

if he had ever seen me open the lockbox.

Brian, he must have heard them.

He heard them asking, and he came into the kitchen.

Honey, what happened?

He had this.

- He must have found it. - He was there.

- He took them there. - Who?

Those kids he plays with. The older kids.

They did this, Bill.

They hurt that little boy.

It was an accident.

Brian said that?

They already had the story from the older boys.

Brian... just... nodded.

- Over and over. - Oh, my God.

You know, don't you?

What they did to his little body?

It was Brian's idea.

It was his idea to put him on the cross.