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Previously
on "Criminal Minds"...

Yesterday, while we were in Florida,
a body was found in the desert

outside Las Cruces, New Mexico.

A man had his leg
amputated

and replaced with
the leg of someone else.

Someone's out there
mimicking the crimes we've solved.

This is now
an active case,

which we'll be investigating
along with our other cases.

Hello. I'm still here.

Zug...Zwang.

It's a chess term.
It describes the point in the game

when a player realizes
he'll inevitably be checkmated.

Guess what just came
to the reception desk

for an Agent Jennifer Jareau.

Zugzwang.

Who sent it?

They knew you would be
at that phone booth,

which means
they were stalking you.

Or us. What if this
is the Replicator?

The original zugzwang call
was directed at me.

If it's directed at one of us,
it's directed at all of us.

So far he's committed
3 murders in 3 different states.

If the Replicator's still out there,
then this whole thing

is part of a much
bigger manipulation.

First he was chasing us,
and now it's our turn to chase him.

This doesn't make
any sense.

How in the hell did
he get so much access?

Yeah, thank you.

Winslow, Arizona, P.D.
statewide system security check

reports no breaches.

They were the last.

If the Replicator
isn't hacking in,

how is he learning details
of these crimes.

Maybe it's a journalist.

They're skilled at obtaining
confidential information.

But why not help out
his career in the process?

The media didn't know

that Adam Rain was making
human marionettes,

but somehow the Replicator did.

He's been watching us
for months.

Maybe we were
the only source he needed.

That would require him to be
in two places at the same time.

I've assembled a pretty accurate
timetable of the unsub's

stalking and murder activities,
and based on the estimated

time of death regarding
our amputated replication,

the unsub wasn't stalking us
during the investigation

of the Whitewood-Turner
crimes in Miami

because he was dumping
his victim in New Mexico.

Yet, he was still back in D.C.
in time to see me

hit my game-winning home run
against the Secret Service.

Baby girl,
this the best you got?

I'm blowing it up
as much as I can.

What about this?

Look at the reflection
in Blake's glasses.

It's grainy, but it looks like
some creep taking pictures.

You know, we've got all of this
and the best we can tell

is this guy
has a blue baseball cap.

I know and I'm sorry.

I promise I will be home
before you guys wake up.

Well, the sooner
we get this guy,

the sooner the security
detail can go away.

Ok. Well, we're trying.

I love you.

Erin, what are you
doing here so late?

I had a meeting
with the Director.

I thought we were going
to brief him in the morning.

You were. He canceled.

You have
no fresh leads.

He wants the Replicator
classified inactive.

All due respect, ma'am,

but this guy's hardly inactive.
He's planning his next move.

And when he makes that move,
you'll be there to stop him.

How many times
have you told me

that sometimes the best
thing to do is wait,

each crime teaches you
something new?

The Replicator is dormant.

You're not learning
anything new.

All you're doing is working
yourselves to death

and ignoring the cases
that need your attention.

Erin, he's stalking this team.
No one's gonna give it up.

I know that.
And neither will I.

But the cases are piling up
and they need to be cleared

so the Director no longer thinks

that his best unit
is dropping the ball.

So, go home.

Start fresh tomorrow.

I hate to admit it,
but she's right.

I'm sure there's some other
psychopath out there

planning his next attack.

All right, go get some rest.
Back in here by 8:00.

Will, change of plans.

Hey.

Hey. Hey, Nikki.

Nikki, come on.

Where are you going?

I can't do this anymore.
It's never just one drink.

- Oh, come on.
- I'm tired of this.

All right. Fine.
Just give me

a second to close up
and we'll head home.

I'm going home alone.

You're not going anywhere.

This conversation is over.

Let go of me!

I'm not gonna lose you.

- Let her go, John.
- Who the hell are you?

Get off me.

You got two choices--
you can leave

or I can beat the hell
out of you right now.

Ok. Ok!

You know what?
You're not worth it.

You want her so bad,

you can have her.

Walk away, John.

Thank you.

You all right?

I'm fine. I just
want to go home.

You shouldn't have to
put up with that.

Oh, he's not normally
like this. He just...

had too much to drink.

It's nice to finally
meet you, Nicole.

How do you know my name?

What are you doing?

Stop it!

I almost knocked you--

Sam?

Penelope.

What are you doing
in my 'hood?

3-day seminar.

I decided to skip
the schmoozing over breakfast.

Yeah, you never did
have much patience for small talk.

Do you need a hand?

Uh...

Uh, Sam, this is Kevin.

We work together.
Kevin, this is Sam.

We... went on
a couple of dates.

It was more than
a couple dates.

Nice to meet you.

So how are the ukulele
lessons going?

Ukulele lessons?

- Two months strong.
- Two months strong?

You'll have to give me
a concert sometime.

Medium latte,
light foam, extra soy.

Uh-huh. That's you.

Good memory.

Listen, we should catch up.

Uh-huh. We should.

Perfect.
Nice to meet you, Kenneth.

Kevin.

Did you know
that soy milk

contains high levels
of phytoestrogen,

which mimics the functions
of estrogen inside humans?

I'm just saying
he's gonna have moobs.

What are moobs?

Man boobs.

Go ahead, Garcia.

Yes, sir. Ok.

So, over the past
couple of days,

two woman have
been found murdered

with their tongues removed

in St. Paul, Minnesota.

The first is Patricia Morris.

She was found at a local park
by a couple of joggers.

And then a few hours ago
Nicole Francis,

she was found in a parking lot
of a local restaurant.

Both women died from
multiple stab wounds.

Had they been
reported missing?

No. In fact, local P.D.
were the ones

who initially informed
the families.

The M.O. is specific.
Anything on ViCAP?

Nothing yet,
but I'm still searching.

Well, he definitely wasn't
trying to hide the bodies.

They were left in very
public places.

Either he wanted them
found quickly

or he's all about the act
and not the clean-up.

Any witnesses?

Yeah, sort of.

Nicole was last seen
at the restaurant

with her boyfriend
John Butler.

They had some sort
of icky spat.

Then he's on the short list.

No, he isn't. He actually
has a solid alibi.

Eh, liquid.

He was drinking
at the bar all night.

Right after he left,
local P.D. picked him up

for public intoxication
and they're holding him,

but it's just until
he sobers up.

Ok, it takes
a lot of strength

to rip out someone's tongue.

It's one of the strongest
muscles in the body.

The M.E. is still
trying to determine

whether it was done
ante- or postmortem.

According to Chinese mythology,

one of the most dreadful
punishments in the 18 levels of hell

involves having one's
tongue ripped out.

It's considered to be one of
the most horrific forms of torture.

It's also symbolic,
used to punish liars

and anti-regime activists.

The very nature
of the M.O. is overkill.

We can't rule out
a personal vendetta.

These women may have had
something on this unsub

and he wanted to make sure
that they didn't live to talk about it.

Wheels up in 30.

Laurel loves to play
hard-to-get.

But I knew at night she'd
leave that one window open...

just for me.

It was her special invitation
to come and play...

Our very own game...

of hide and seek.

She wanted me to find her.

And once I did...

I was never
going to let her go.

♪ Criminal Minds 8x17 ♪
The Gathering
Original Air Date on March 20, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪

Barbara Grizzuti Harrison
once said,

"all acts performed in the world
begin in the imagination."

The preliminary
toxicology report

suggests neither woman
was drugged.

No sign of a struggle
or that he used restraints.

Both women suffered
solid blows to the head.

Probably how he subdued them.

Neither victim showed
signs of sexual assault.

Maybe he's impotent.

Or sadistic. The stabbing
could be what's getting him off.

I have looked into
both of the victims.

The only thing they have in common
are the same zip code.

They have different occupations,
interests, hobbies.

Patricia was
a pilates instructor,

and Nicole
was a legal assistant.

Both were low risk.

He could just be
picking them at random.

If his primary motive
is to kill,

it explains why he didn't
take either of his victims

to a secondary location.

But what take
such a huge risk?

Both crime scenes
have tons of foot traffic.

Someone could have
interrupted him.

Oh, boy. Local P.D.
just discovered two bodies.

Laurel Tyson, 25,
and her brother Daryl, 28.

They were both stabbed
to death inside her house.

Attacking in the home
hasn't been his M.O.

Up until now they've all been
very public places.

Two attacks on
3 victims in one night.

This is the first time
he's killed a male.

Is this turning into a spree?

Garcia, were their
tongues missing?

Uh, Laurel's was.
Daryl's was still intact.

If this is a spree,

why is he taking time
to collect souvenirs?

Garcia, expand your ViCAP
search nationwide.

The ritual of the tongue
extraction

seems to be
what matters most to him.

Detective Boseman.
Thanks for coming out.

Thanks for having us.
I'm Dr. Reid. This is Agent Morgan.

Nice to meet you.

According to neighbors,
somebody noticed

an open window early this morning
and alerted authorities.

Nothing violates
one's sense of security

more than being attacked
in their own home.

Why didn't the alarm trigger
when the window was opened?

That's a good question.

Maybe he knew
what he was doing.

Excuse me.

Hey, give it to me good,
baby girl.

Unfortunately, all I have
are daily coffee receipts

and weekly Thai orders.
Laurel didn't get out much.

She worked from home
as a telemarketer,

spent a lot of time
surfing the web.

Her most recent splurge
was a last-minute plane ticket

for her brother.

Garcia, when did Laurel
have the alarm installed?

Two weeks ago.

She lived here 3 years
and didn't feel the urge

to install an alarm
until now.

Thanks, mama.

Mm-hmm.

Maybe she flew him out here
because she was scared.

Having her brother around would
make her feel more protected.

And if Laurel
was the target,

then Daryl's presence
would have come

as a surprise
to the unsub.

Making him a victim
of circumstance.

The question is, how do you learn
about 3 separate women

that lived 3 completely
different lives?

Your report mentioned
you found rust fragments

in the victims'
stomachs.

Have you been able
to determine

if they were
from the knife?

Either that or from
the other object.

Other object?

The assailant used
two weapons,

one to grip and the knife
to severe the tongue.

Something like pliers.

Well, that's new, isn't it?

She was the only one
with this type of bruising.

I'm still doing
tissue samples.

All 3 women had copious
amounts of blood

in both their lungs
and their stomachs.

They were still alive when
their tongues were cut out.

I'm really sorry
about Nicole.

Can you tell me what you
remember from last night?

Nicole got a raise
a few days ago.

So I wanted to take her out
to celebrate.

We started drinking,

me more than her.

Sometimes
people overdrink

in an attempt
to mask their pain.

Were you and Nicole
having relationship problems?

We hadn't been on
the same page for a while.

She'd just gotten
a great promotion

and I was laid off
a few months back.

Is that why the two of you decided
to move in together last month?

In theory
it was a perfect idea.

Till the issue of money
came up.

Was that how the argument
started last night?

She complained about
how much I was drinking.

She stormed out
of the restaurant.

Hey, Nikki.

I followed her
into the parking lot.

Nikki, come on.

And the next thing I know,

some guy is slamming me
into the car.

Get off me!

Do you think
you could describe him?

Did you see his face?

I was drunk.
I wasn't thinking straight.

It's my fault.

I never should have
left her out there.

You want her so bad,
you can have her.

I figured he was someone
she knew.

Why would you think that?

Walk away. John.

Because he knew my name.

Go ahead, Garcia.

Sir, I did premium
spelunking on these 3 women

and they were super duper
active online,

I mean chat rooms, blog, Twitter,
Pinterest, Facebook, you name it.

That could be how the unsub
knew about John Butler.

Patricia was on multiple
dating sites.

And Laurel?

Oh, Laurel.
She had a blog

that makes "50 Shades of Grey"
read like a children's book.

It sounds like that's how
he knew these women.

Thanks, Garcia.

Is that work-related
or personal?

Hello!

Peter, I asked you
a question.

Is that personal
or work-related?

Aah!

Is everything all right?

I'm sorry, what?

Are you coming to the staff
potluck tomorrow?

Yeah, I'll be there.

Sure you're ok?

Fine.

Anything?

Well, these women
practically lived online.

Their posts went up
5, 6 times an hour.

"Brian used his own toilet
for the first time today."

All right,
cut her some slack.

She's excited.
Her son is potty-trained.

Brian is her cocker spaniel.

Hmm. Check this out.

At 1:14, Nicole posted
a status update

saying she's waiting
for somebody to rescue her

from a loveless
relationship.

I assume she's referring
to her and John.

On 1-8, Patricia tweeted,

quote, "Saw one of the most
beautiful oak trees

"in the park. I wish I could just
take a nap under it

like I did when
I was a little girl." End quote.

On 2-18, Laurel posted
on her personal blog

about how much
she likes pain.

She describes it as,
"the best foreplay."

Then on 2-21,
again Laurel posts,

talking about a fantasy where
someone climbs through the window

and ravishes her with bondage.

That's exactly how the unsub
entered her house--

through
the living room window.

Laurel was the only one
with ligature marks.

He knew
she was into S&M.

Technically, the unsub's
the one that rescued Nicole

from the argument she was
having with her boyfriend.

He was the one
that whisked her away.

And the first victim, Patricia,
was found in a local park under a tree.

So these women unknowingly
described their own murders.

This guy targeted these women
through their online activity?

In the unsub's mind, their posts
created a connection to him,

which led to
the initial stalking.

That tells us he's most
likely socially awkward.

And his online surveillance

allowed him to build
confidence over time.

It's likely these women don't
know what the unsub looks like,

making it possible
for him to interact with them

without revealing
his true identity.

What his victims considered
pure fantasy,

the unsub interpreted as
literal and open invitation.

That compulsion is specific
to his psychopathology.

If he's getting these
readings on the web,

his next inspiration
could come from anywhere.

Kayla ignored me, pretended
like I wasn't even there.

Time after time
she'd walk by me...

Never acknowledging
my presence.

Did she even know I existed?

She was going
to learn tonight.

No matter what,

she was finally
going to see me.

Aah!

Aah! No!

And I wanted to make sure

that my face...

was the last one...

she'd ever see.

The victim was
Kayla Jefferson, 19,

local college student.

She lives
on the third floor.

A neighbor
discovered her body.

His ritual
remained the same,

even though his M.O. changed
from stabbing to strangulation.

We'll have Garcia
check her Internet history.

Well, why didn't he kill her
the same way he killed the others?

He must have been inspired
by a new fantasy.

We're ready to deliver
the profile.

We're looking for a fit, aggressive,
Caucasian male in his mid- to late 30s.

He's practicing what's called
vicarious fantasy assimilation.

This refers to the cathartic
release that comes

when he turns someone else's
thoughts or fantasies into reality.

He trolls the Internet
and is selecting women

with a strong online presence
and who frequently post

their fantasies
with descriptive detail.

There are two levels
to his M.O.,

the first being
the enjoyment he gets

from taking one of his
victim's fantasies

and turning it
into a nightmare.

Once he establishes his dominance
by subverting that fantasy,

then he moves on
to step two,

which is removing
the tongue.

His M.O. is polymorphic.

It's taken on different forms.

However, his ritual
never changes.

Oh, I am so sorry.

It's ok.

It's likely that there are other women
he's already targeted,

so be vigilant if there are
any reports of suspicious behavior.

Thank you.

This is Alicia Danner
reporting live to you

from outside the 13th
Street apartment building,

where the body of
a local college student

has just been identified
as Kayla Jefferson.

Police are also releasing
the names and photos

of the other 4 victims

No, no, no.
who were brutally murdered

during the recent
strain of attacks.

The FBI is asking anyone with
information about this case

to contact the taskforce
hotline shown on your screen.

Patricia, Nicole, Laurel--

those are my girls.
These are my stories.

My stories.

So, Sam--
he seemed like a nice guy.

Yeah. He--he is.

Ricky D.
He was a nice guy, too.

Who's Ricky d.?

My college roommate.

Drank coffee from sunup
to sundown.

Spent 4 years with the guy,

and I never once remembered
how he took his coffee.

You lost me at Ricky.

I thought you said you guys
just went on a couple dates.

That's what this is about,

that I know what Sam
puts in his coffee?

Might I remind you that
whose coffee order I memorize

is no longer
any of your business.

I--I just thought--

You and I will
finish this later.

Yeah.

So Kayla was not at all
into modern technology.

I mean, she didn't even
own a computer,

so that means
there's no Facebook,

no Twitter, no blogs,
no nothing.

She never even activated
her college email account.

Well, if she doesn't fit his pattern,
how do you know about here?

Good question,
chocolate thunder.

I did a search on Kayla's name

and it turns out
she had a scary admirer.

What do you mean?

I mean that
a 16-year-old boy

named Tyler Rogers
dedicated a blog to her.

He had a lot of interesting
things to say on it.

He lived in the same
apartment building as Kayla.

Lived?

Yeah. He was institutionalized
early January

for attacking his mother.

That can't be our guy.
He's been locked up for months.

But we should still talk to him.
He might be able to give us something.

Let's get Reid on it.

Thanks, Garcia.

"My fingers tightened
around her throat.

I could feel her heartbeat
pulsing under my fingertips."

When did you write this?

Sunday, December 15,
2012, 4:14 p.m.

Did Kayla do something
to upset you?

She ignored me.

Again.

And that made you
want to kill her?

You're funny.

Your move.

Tyler, Kayla is dead.

Someone took one of
the stories you wrote

and made it real.

Was there a lot of blood?

Your blog went into
great detail about how

you wanted to kill her.

Now, I need to know,
did you discuss this with anyone?

With people on story swap,
yeah.

So story swap allows you
to download stories from other people.

Are they all about murder?

Most of them.

But, you know, there was
something for everyone.

Rape and torture...

Thanks for your help.

Do you have any pictures

of, uh, Kayla's body?

Just wondered. I just want
to see what he did to her.

Unfortunately,
Tyler's still struggling,

but a number of clinical
studies have proven

that a person experiences
the same neurochemical release

from the simple act of documenting
a fantasy or a violent act.

No offense, Dr. Houston,

but isn't this therapy intended
to help traumatized victims,

not perpetrators?

While writing therapy
as applied to offenders

may be somewhat controversial,
it's proven to be very effective

if done properly.

What do you mean
by properly?

Well, I believe there are two phases
to this type of treatment.

Having the patient
document the fantasy,

then having them acknowledge
the shame and the guilt.

If this treatment
is so important to you,

why did you take
your name off it?

I cut ties when I learned
many of the facilities

weren't implementing
the second phase.

What were they doing
instead?

They were allowing the patients
to focus more on their fantasies

without discussing
the root of the problem.

Was Tyler able
to give you anything?

So it turns out he was
part of an online community

that exchanged psychopathic
stories while remaining anonymous.

It's probably
where the unsub

learned about Kayla,
from Tyler's posts.

Which explains
the switch in M.O.

Tyler was fixated
on strangulation.

So, where's the unsub gonna
get his material for his next kill?

All the victims used
different platforms.

Writing seems to be
the only common denominator.

Guys, what if he created
his own writing group?

Dr. Houston's spoken
all over the country.

He could have attended a conference
or read about his form of therapy.

And adapted it
to fit his needs.

Instead of
working the steps,

he's focused
on one thing--

acting out
homicidal stories.

And a vivid description
of the blood,

how it felt.

I can tell you dug deep
for this one.

Thank you, Tina.

I believe we have time
for one more story.

I've got one.

Ah.

The title of this one
is "Betrayed."

"I never knew
someone I trusted

"would hurt me
so deeply.

"Tonight I'm going
to make him pay

for stealing
what I valued most."

Keep reading.

You haven't gotten
to the best part.

What I don't understand

is why this guy's
removing all the tongues.

Well, the tongues symbolize
the telling of tales.

In his mind
they're trophies.

And by taking them,
he was able to claim possession

of stories
that weren't his own.

It's likely the others
in the group

aren't aware
of what he's doing.

But with the specificity
of these crimes,

it's only a matter of time

before people put
the pieces together.

Thank you very much.

Good night, guys.
See you next week.

So what'd you think?

We're getting a lot
of calls,

but so far none of the leads
are panning out.

Go ahead, baby girl.
Talk to me.

I got a hit on ViCAP.
3, one-offs, actually.

Tampa, Atlanta, Charlotte.

3 women in the last two years
who've all had their--

it never gets less disgusting
to say--tongues removed.

So this isn't the first time
he's done this.

This is not his first
creepy rodeo.

Nope, according to my digging,

one of the first talks
that Dr. Houston gave

was at an anonymous
call center in Tampa

where a gentleman named
Mark Jackson was working,

who mysteriously went AWOL
a few days later.

Shortly thereafter, tongueless
bodies start showing up.

Guess where he lives now.

St. Paul.
Got a local address?

Uh-huh, of course I do.
I have home

and a place where he teaches
a writing group every Wednesday.

Thank you, mama.

Why did you stop?
Come on, I want feedback.

I'll have notes
next week, Peter.

Oh, come on, Mark.
Now is not the time to be shy.

I'd rather not.

What is it you'd like to say?
Speak and be heard.

So please continue.

Is something wrong?

You plagiarized my work.
That's what's wrong.

For 3 months
I confided in you.

I told you everything.

Listen to me.

You told me that if wrote
about my fantasies,

they would go away.

Instead you just
took them from me.

I said that it would
help suppress--

No. No.
All you really wanted

was to take what was in my head
for yourself.

Excuse me?

Let's get one thing straight.

You are weak.

What I did,

you could never do yourself.

Was she
going to be next?

Who?

Tammy.

Was she next?

Answer me.

I can't let you have her.

That one's special.

She was gonna meet
with me, you know.

Peter...

She makes me feel normal.

We have a real connection.

And now you want
to take her away from me?

You should be honored

that I chose your stories.

I did everything
that you described,

down to the smallest
detail.

Oh, I see.

And that's where
you're wrong.

What are you talking about?

There's one detail

you got wrong.

I never cared
about the tongue.

That was you.

Clear!

Clear!

He's not here.

It's Mark Jackson.
It's definitely our guy,

but somebody got to him
before we could.

Hotch, we never profiled
a second unsub.

Well, we didn't have one
until now.

Well, we got guys canvassing
the area for witnesses,

but whoever did this
to Mark didn't hold back.

Thanks.

That had to be personal.

No one walks around
carrying that type of rage.

This kill doesn't show
the same level of confidence

that Mark showed with
his previous victims.

Mark could be
his first kill.

It most likely
won't be his last.

Thanks, Garcia.

Well, she figured out
what made Mark tick.

When he was 10,
he confessed to his mother

that her boyfriend
had been abusing him.

Mm-hmm. Let me guess.

When Child Protective
Services arrived,

she changed her story.

Told them Mark had
made the whole thing up.

It explains the tongues.
He viewed all women as liars.

It looks like he documented
every attack.

Mm-hmm. The semantics
in these two writings

are markedly different.

They were all composed
by different authors.

Call first. To whom
am I speaking with this evening?

My name is Peter.

Hi, Peter.
How can I help you?

Uh, I'm not sure
where to start.

Start wherever
is most comfortable.

I feel I'm at a crossroads.

The point in my life where...

I'm faced with
some tough decisions.

The kind that once you commit,

you can never go back.

Making a choice
can be stressful for anyone.

I just...

need something to point me
in the right direction.

I understand.

We all experience moments
where we need clarity in life.

It's important you understand

it's something that everyone
goes through.

Hello? Hello. Peter?

Let me get this straight.
Mark encouraged his group members

to go after these women?

Not exactly.
He wanted them to document

their violent thoughts
and emotions

down to the last detail.

And he used those
as blueprints for his kills.

We think our new unsub
was in the group.

When he discovered what Mark
had done, he unraveled.

And now that he's given
in to his urges,

he may want to kill again.

"Pat in the Park." "Nicole's
Knight." "Laurel's Open Window."

Sound familiar?

Those were
the first 3 victims.

They were all written
by someone named Peter.

His most recent story is about
saving a woman named Tammy

from drowning in a lake.

It's 30 degrees outside.
They'd freeze to death.

Sir, yes, sir.

Garcia, what's the name
of the organization

- where Mark volunteered?
- Call first.

All right. Check their phone records
for the days Mark worked,

for any calls that came in from
someone named Peter.

Ok, this is a crazy
popular hotline.

They get a ton of calls,
like a half a dozen Peters.

Any of them call
multiple times?

Let me see--mm, mm, mm--

here's one--Peter Harper.
It looks like Mark initially took the call.

And the last time Peter
called the hotline was...

less than an hour ago.

Where would Peter Harper
be now?

Rosewood, just outside
of St. Paul.

Yeah, that's gotta
be him.

But where is he taking Tammy?

It looks like
she's a swimmer.

Water is crucial
to Peter's fantasy.

Hey, there's a community
center nearby.

I'm sending you the digits
right now.

Thanks, Garcia.

Aah!

Somebody help!

Please?

Hello? Is someone there?

Who are you?

What am I doing here?

God, you're even more
beautiful up close.

Don't touch me.

Who are you?

It's me, Peter.

Oh, my God.

Shh...

Why are you doing this?

I need your help
with something

I've been struggling
with for a while now.

What is it?

I need you to convince me

not to kill you.

Please tell me
why you're doing this.

I had to protect you
from him.

What? Who?

It doesn't matter anymore.
He's gone now.

Don't cry.

Do you know how long
I've waited for this moment?

I wrote something for you.

"If she only knew
how special she was,

"how she made me
feel human for the first time.

"But...

"If she knew about the secret
thoughts I had,

would she stay?"

What do you think?

You need help.

Peter, I can be there
for you.

I know the moment
I untie you, you'll leave.

I already lost someone today.
I can't lose you, too.

You have my word.

God, I wish I believed you.

No, no, no.

I couldn't have
written this any better.

Peter Harper, FBI!
Don't move!

Drop the knife, Peter!

I can't.

I'm going in.

Mark was a liar
and a thief

and I made him pay.

Peter, I know
he betrayed your trust.

Just put the knife down
and we can talk about this.

You don't know
what it's like--

the thoughts and the images
that won't go away.

This is my only option.

Peter, that's not true.

Listen, I know exactly

what it's like.

Right now is the part where
I'm supposed to lie to you,

tell you that everything's
gonna be ok

and that we can somehow
help you,

but the fact of the matter
is, Peter, I don't know if we can.

There might not be
any form of therapy

that ever
takes these urges away.

Spence, what are you doing?

But that doesn't mean
you stop trying.

Peter, no matter what happens,
you have to keep trying.

I know it's not
what you want to hear,

but at least it's the truth.

I appreciate your honesty.

Oscar Wilde said,

"I can resist anything
except temptation."

Reid.

I just finished
the case file.

I talked to Morgan and JJ

and I wanted to talk to you
about what happened.

The hostage was clear
and I made a tactical decision

to tell the unsub the truth
about his condition.

And what did you think
that would accomplish?

Well, Hotch, I thought the last
time I was in a situation like this,

I did exactly what
I was supposed to.

I told a perfect lie
and that didn't work,

so this time, in the hopes of
saving someone's life,

I tried something different.

And this didn't work.

Sadly, no.

To me, this is very
clearly about Maive.

I just wanted to apologize
for the way I acted earlier.

No. No, no, no.
Please, please don't apologize.

That was all me.
I was being really snappy.

I just...

Well, I never knew
you were taking ukulele lessons.

Yeah. It's number 32
on my

I don't want to
call it a bucket list, bucket list.

You know, I never thought
we'd be here.

Well, when you break up
with someone, there's that fantasy

that you can stay friends,
which I guess is a fantasy.

Penelope,
I want to be friends.

So do I. But can you
handle it?

Because friends support each other
and their relationships,

and so far I have seen you
now date Gina, Lisa,

Mindy, Leslie, Shannon,
Gina again.

I get it.

I mean--
it's not easy for me,

but I want you
to be happy.

Same here.

Ok. Ok, I gotta go.

Hey.

By the way,
Gina really liked the bracelet

you helped me pick out.

Well, I do know jewelry.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Bright and early.

I don't know how much longer
I can contain the crowd.

Thank you.

Penelope, Penelope...

Ok.

Ahem.

Tonight's premiere
performance

will be my rendition

of "Old MacDonald
had a Farm."

♪ Old MacDonald-- ♪

♪ had a farm ♪

Hold on.

♪ e-i-e-i-- ♪

♪ o ♪

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