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Can't stop thinkin'

About you, girl

You know I just can't
get you off my mind

Step up, knee up.
Step down. Up. One more.

Two kicks. Here we go. Woo!

One more time. Kick and back.
Two more times like that. One more.

Two more times. Hang with me.

Let's tap, right here.

Two knees up, let's go. Here we go.
Knees, one more. Kick it up.

Two times.

Stay strong. Keep going.

Knee up, tap down. One more time.

One kick, and take it over the top.

Knee up, tap down. Up.

One more. Knees to the corners.

Tap down.

Kick it up two times. Kick. One more.

Over the top. Two more times. Up.
Last time.

Single knees up to the corners.
Reach and pull. Take it up.

Stay strong.
Come on, I know you're tired.

Last one.

Single knees up, pull to here.
Knee and tap. Don't give up now!

Here we go!

Get a good shot of her face.

Make a wish.

- Come on, man. Blow, baby, blow.
- I thought you were full of hot air, Reid.

- Come on, Reid!
- They're trick candles, Spence, okay?

They... They're going to come back
on every time.

Mommy to the rescue.

- Mommy?
- Ignore him.

Isn't it amazing he knows what he knows,
and he's only twenty-four?

Reid, does it make you legal yet?

Imagine what he'll know by fifty.

Hope you like chocolate.

Agent Hotchner?

You blew wax on the cake, man.

Sorry.

- Let's cut this bad boy.
- Okay.

There was
another car bomb today, this time...

- You having fun?
- Yes. Definitely.

I am definitely having fun.

Make a wish?

Can I take this hat off?

But reports suggest
that the death toll

- may well rise above fifty.
- I wouldn't.

Most of them are civilians...

Hey, Spence.
First piece for the birthday boy.

The car was parked
in the middle of the...

Did you know she's the only person in
the whole world who calls me Spence?

- Spence, get over here.
- There's cherry in it.

But is thought to be the work of
a splinter group.

- Happy birthday.
- Thank you.

Birthday boy.

Did everyone get some?

JJ, why don't you feed it to him?

- Yes, thank you.
- Sorry, guys.

Party's over.

- We're going to San Diego.
- But not for the surfing, huh?

They're calling him the "Tommy Killer."

Six women raped and murdered
in their homes in the last three weeks.

- Six in three weeks?
- That's a short fuse.

And getting shorter.
First two were eight days apart,

- then the next four in two weeks.
- Rapid escalation.

You think he's regressing
to a psychopathic frenzy?

No, he's too controlled for that.

See you on the plane.

Why the "Tommy Killer"?

You know the rock opera?

Well, this UnSub glues
his victims' eyes wide open.

- He wants them to see him.
- And feel him.

French poet Jacques Rigaut said,

"Don't forget that I cannot see myself,

"that my role is limited to being
the one who looks in the mirror."

Brenda Samms was found yesterday
by her children

when they got home from school.

She had been strangled
with a thin ligature, possibly a wire.

No weapon left at the scene.

Residue on the wrists and mouth

indicate that duct tape was used,
then removed.

- Also not found at the scene.
- Brought it with him, took it with him.

He also started leaving messages
at the fourth scene,

this was on the mirrors.

"Fair lady,
throw those costly robes aside,

"No longer may you glory in your pride,

"Take leave of
all your carnal vain delight..."

"I've come to summon you away
this night."

It's a ballad from the late 1600s.

A Dialogue Betwixt Death and a Lady..,

A seventeenth-century ballad?

Yeah, essentially a woman begging
Death to live.

What kind of person
knows this ballad?

Are we looking for a literature professor?

Well, anyone with
an Internet connection, actually.

You should see what comes in
when you type the word "death"

into a search engine.

Reid, no wonder you can't get a date.

Reid, you stay on the messages.
See if there's a deeper meaning.

Well, it definitely looks like he
ransacked the crime scene pretty well.

- A lot of damage, nothing taken.
- Well, the eyes are the thing.

The signature.
The behavior that isn't necessary

for the murder, but necessary
for the emotional release.

That's what he's there for.

There used to be a widely held belief
that the eyes record a snapshot

of the last thing a person sees
before they die.

Yeah, that's right.
People used to write poems

- about talking to Death.
- Ballads.

Whatever.

You think they'll ever run out
of new things to do to their victims?

Well, finding new ways to hurt
each other is what we're good at.

Task Force Headquarters
SAN DIEGO POLICE DEPARTMENT

Captain Griffith, Task Force Commander.

Sorry. We all get tunnel vision.

Um, I'm Special Agent Hotchner.
This is Agent Jareau, our liaison.

- Hi.
- I appreciate you coming out.

Thanks. Hope we can help.

Hi.
You've reached the Chandlers.

Leave a message,
and have a beautiful day.

What a good soccer game!
I'm so proud of you.

When's Mommy coming in?

Happy anniversary, honey.
Love you.

Ready for bed, Mom!
Will you tuck me in?

This UnSub glues
his victims' eyes wide open.

They're calling him
the "Tommy Killer."

It definitely looks like he
ransacked the crime scene pretty well.

Do you have a lot of
homework, sweetie?

Mom? Mom?
Mom, where are you?

"You may as well be mute,
there is no time..."

Creepy, huh?

Actually, conversations
between Death and his victims

was a fairly popular literary
and artistic theme throughout

the Renaissance.

Yeah. Creepy.

He strikes during the day
in upper-middle-class neighborhoods.

Extremely high-risk victims
at a high-risk time.

He's confident in his ability.

Looks to be about
a five-square-mile radius.

So he probably has a vehicle.

Do you want to see that crime scene?

It's still taped off.
The husband won't go back inside.

Let's go.

All right.
So we need answers to these questions.

What does the evidence tell you
about the sexual aspect?

What kind of rapist is he
independent of the homicides?

I'm on it.

It looks like what he's written
at the scenes

are most of the first three verses
of the same ballad.

Most of?

Yeah, it's only one part
of the conversation.,

There's no "betwixt."

Uh, Death speaks,
but the lady never answers.

Maybe he feels like
their bodies are answer enough.

Very nice.

- This profiling really works?
- It's a tool.

You can tell all about a guy
from looking at the scene?

Well, the scene's only part of it.
We also use victimology for precedent.

We can usually get
a fairly clear picture of the guy.

Our guys went over it pretty well.

I'm sure they did.

Local officers aren't trained to look
for the things we look for.

- What's that?
- Hate, insecurity, fear, anger.

- That's all at the scene?
- It's all in his behavior.

You know anything about our guy yet?

Yeah, he isn't going to stop
until he's caught.

You increased patrols
in these neighborhoods

- when a pattern was identified?
- After the fourth victim.

Boss has canceled days off, vacations.

Neighborhood full of cruisers
and he still struck two more times.

He blends. Gideon.

There may have been another attempt
six blocks from the station house.

- Attempt?
- The husband interrupted

and the attacker got away,

but Elle and I are headed over
there right now.

Well, we're already at
the last crime scene.

- Let us know if you identify a suspect.
- Suspect?

Might have been another attack
not far from your station.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey! Where you going?
- Over there.

Well, units are already heading that way.

We can get more accomplished here.

- You're kidding me, right?
- No.

If there's an arrest, what we find here
will help you prosecute.

This scene won't be pristine forever.

- Guys, knock yourselves out.
- Thank you.

Hey, wait a minute.

The UnSub went through the back, right?

The family room.
It's the window full of print dust.

Gideon! I'm going around the house.

Okay, not that easy to manoeuvre.

That means I'm a little bit athletic.

All right.

He messed with something in here.

Broken cappuccino machine.

Took the appliances which are upstairs.

Why?

Why would I take the time?

Lucky woman.

Yeah, well, she's probably not feeling
so lucky right about now.

You're absolutely sure about that,
Mr. Gordon?

He was black and six feet tall.
I watched him run out that back door.

Get a description out in the field ASAP.

Interracial serial sex crimes are rare.

- Are they impossible?
- Uh, no.

Then what's your point?

Only to provide you with information.

- I'm going to go talk to her.
- May I ask why?

She's surrounded by men.

Mrs. Gordon? I'm Elle.

Would you like to go outside?

It's all right.
We're just going to go some place quiet.

Here's where I got the china.

The silver.

I didn't take it. I broke it.

Why wouldn't she hear me?

Because I did it after.

"You may as well be mute.

"There is no time at all for vain dispute,

"Your riches, gold and garments,
jewels bright.

"Your house and land,
must on new owners light."

I really don't know that much about him.

Well, you don't have to.

Just take a little time
to collect your thoughts.

To just sit here. Breathe.

- You don't want to ask me questions?
- Not until you're ready.

I'll be right behind that doorway.

I didn't even know he was in the house.

Is that common?

Very.

She had a workout video on.

- Step aerobics.
- Step aerobics? With the platforms?

Step up, step down,
step up, step down?

Where's the platform?

- He spent a lot of time here.
- What, so he vacuumed?

- There's no marks from the platforms.
- Lot of time.

The broken things.

She must have already been dead
or incapacitated when he did that.

Cappuccino maker from the kitchen,
dishes, vases, broken jewelry.,

Symbols.

"Your riches, gold, garments,
jewels bright,

"Your house and land,
must on new owners light."

- Her riches.
- Right.

Ever feel like there's something
obvious right in front of you,

you just can't see it?

Yeah, usually right before
a woman dumps me.

He slapped me from behind,
and pulled me down on the floor.

I tried to scratch him and bite him,
but he was so strong.

And then my husband came home
from work.

He screamed,
and the man ran out the door.

He was a black man?

Bill was sure of it, but I...,

I only remember his eyes.

When we were fighting,
I kept staring him right in the eyes.

I remember thinking,
if he's going to kill me,

then he's going to have to look at me
while he does.

And he just kept staring back at me
through the ski mask..

- A ski mask?
- Yeah.

It's all right. You did good.

- The verses.
- Found something?

Uh, not an answer, a question.

I found the full text.
He's pretty much following it to a tee,

at least the,
the Death side of the conversation.

But?

Why didn't he leave them at the first
three murders?

I mean, this ballad is ten verses long,
just on the Death side.

He's got plenty to work with.

But if it's not a part of his signature,

if it isn't something that he has to do
for an emotional reason,

then, I mean, why start?

JJ, find out when the press
ran the first story on this UnSub.

- When?
- After which victim.

Yeah, you got it.

- What are you thinking?
- He wasn't getting enough attention.

Police departments sometimes
don't even realize

- they're looking at a pattern.
- Yeah, until somebody tells them.

The first story ran the morning
after the fourth victim was found.

The increased patrols didn't begin
until after the fourth victim, either.

Yeah, the police didn't realize
what was happening.

- He writes his verse...
- Everyone knows that he was there.

The offender in this new attempt
is a black male.

Black male? Cross racial?
That doesn't happen.

How about Herbert Mullin?
He killed fourteen different people

of completely varying ages,
races and creeds.

But there was no sexual component
to his crimes.

And he wore a ski mask.
This attacker wore a ski mask.

- Tell them we're ready.
- For a profile?

And to make Tommy contact us.

The UnSub brought his weapons with him.

Tape, glue, wire.

He did not leave them at the scene.

He took them when he left.

He has a kind of killing kit
that he carries.

Organized killers usually have
a skilled job, likely technology related,

which may involve the use of the hands.

The crime scenes are far enough apart
that he needs a vehicle.

This will be well-kept,
obsessively clean, as will be his home.

He's diurnal,
the attacks occur during the day,

so the vehicle may be related to his work,

possibly a company car or truck.

We believe he watches the victims
for a time,

learns the rhythms of the home,
knows his time frame.

You're not going to
catch him accidentally.

He destroys symbols of wealth
in the victims' homes.

He harbors envy of and hatred toward
people of a higher social class.

He feels invisible around them.

Class is the theme of the poem which
he left at the various crime scenes.

At one point in the poem,
the woman attempts to bribe Death,

but he doesn't accept it.

He says this is the one moment
when riches mean nothing.

When Death comes,
poor and the rich are exactly alike.

- So he's poor?
- Probably middle-class.

A decidedly lower-class person would

stick out in a highly
patrolled neighborhood.

This guy appears to belong there.
He blends in.

- Why does he glue the eyes open?
- The UnSub is an exploitative rapist.

Most rape victims close their eyes
during the attack, turn their heads.

For some rapists, this ruins the fantasy.

For this type of rapist,
the goal is more related

to the victim watching him
than the act itself.

The verses, the staging,
the aggressive language,

"I am Death."

This is a guy who, while being
in control at the crime scene,

almost certainly feels inadequate
in the rest of his life.

That's why he couldn't wait for you
to figure out what he'd done.

Why he needed to make sure
all his crimes were counted.

His victims.

They represent whatever
it is that's controlling him,

and he wants that control back.

He is under the thumb of a powerful woman

who frightens him.

And a final point, he is white.

We have witnesses that identify him
as a black male.

The attacker was black.
He is not the Tommy Killer.

Mrs. Gordon's husband came home
at the same time that he always does.

The Tommy Killer would have known that.

And Mrs. Gordon's attacker
wore a ski mask.

The UnSub knows when he walks into a house

he's going to kill the woman
who lives there.

If you're not leaving any witnesses,
why wear a ski mask?

And he wants the victim
to see him anyway.

Your attempted rapist is a garden-variety,

disorganized young man.

As the victim's age goes up,
generally the attacker's age goes down.

Mrs. Gordon is about sixty,
which puts her rapist at about twenty.

And it takes years to develop the
level of calm and sophistication

that Tommy displays at a crime scene.

And the rapist is far too young for that.

Mrs. Gordon told me that
there's a young man

who delivers groceries to their home.

He fits a lot of what
we're describing here.

Great.

- So we're back to zero on Tommy.
- Not at all.

May I see you in your office
for a moment?

- You have a tip line for the public?
- Yes.

We have a technician at Quantico
who can tap into your phone system.

He's going to call us?

Well, he's gone out of his way
to show you how scary he is.

And when the 11:00 news leads with
the capture of a six-foot-tall black man

in connection with his crimes,
he's going to be furious.

Furious enough to call.

Later, man. See you.

FBI, you're under arrest.

You're under arrest for
the attempted rape of Marcia Gordon.

What?

The FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit
was called in yesterday afternoon

by the San Diego Police Department
to assist in the ongoing

Tommy Killer investigation.

The unit is headed...

I can now announce that our office
has assisted in making an arrest

in connection with the investigation.
That's all I can say at this time..

He confessed to Mrs. Gordon's attack
before we even got to the car.

Thanks, Elle.

Should just make the 11:00 news.

Did they get good footage?

Yeah, couldn't miss him.

- Good. Now we wait.
- Call Garcia.

Go for Miss Penelope Garcia.

Ready with the trap and trace?

Peaches, this is the
Office of Unmitigated Superiority.

I am always ready.
With the awesome power

I have in this room, all I need
is fifteen seconds on the phone

- to nail this skeevy perv.
- Fifteen seconds?

If that.

I can now announce
that our office has assisted

in making an arrest
in connection with the investigation.

That's really all I can say at this time.
Thank you.

Turn that damn television down.

Sorry.

We're still waiting, Garcia.

God, I hate waiting like this.

Do you think it's weird
that I knew that ballad?

I don't know how it is that you know
half the things you know,

but I'm glad you do.

Do you think that's why
I can't get a date?

Do you ever ask anyone out?

- No.
- That's why you can't get a date.

Detective Martin.
Hey, hey! Pick it up, pick it up.

Line six, Penelope. Line six.

You stupid
incompetent sons of bitches!

I don't make mistakes!

I am Death! You hear me?
I am Death!

You'll see now. Tomorrow.

Mark my words, you will see!

And while I'm taking her,
I'm going to be thinking of you!

Anything?

Are you kidding me?

I... Look,
I don't know how this is possible,

because there was definitely
enough time for me to get a location,

but I got nothing.
I got absolutely nothing.

Let me work on this.

- She said she got nothing.
- Nothing?

We missed him?

We have an undercover car
for each of your teams

and the entire damned department
out there, too.

Remember, a truck, maybe a
work truck in excellent condition.

Everyone knows.

All right.
He might make a mistake today.

He's angry and he probably hasn't
done the kind of surveillance he'd like.

Yeah, well, neither have we.
Let's go, Reid.

I'll bring the car around.

We'll find him.

This is the last place he watched.
That house.

Morgan said the family
hasn't moved back in.

Probably never will.

It's the eyes.

Excuse me?

It's the eyes, Elle.

There's something
not right about the eyes.

If you mean what he does to them,
yeah, I agree.

No... it's almost a classic move
for an exploitative rapist

- to force the victim to watch.
- But?

We're missing something about it.

It's 10:30 already.

All he said was tomorrow,
he didn't specify morning.

Reid, this guy's got to spend
a lot of time in that house.

A lot.
He needs it to be morning.

Are we sure this is a good spot?

Three of the victims lived within
a block of this street.

It's the main artery through
the neighborhood.

True, but three victims
in the same block

could mean he's done with the area.

Or that he's just really familiar with it.

And comfortable in it.

But then on the other hand,
the other victims lived more than a mile

- in either direction.
- Right.

God, I hate not having a plan.

We're looking for a needle
in a haystack here.,

Actually it's more like we're looking
for a needle in a pile of needles.

What?

A needle would stand out in a haystack.

Okay. And we're not looking
for someone who stands out.

No, we're looking for a particular needle
in a pile of needles.

- Can I help you folks with something?
- FBI.

Oh. Sorry.

After the fourth killing, PD doubled
the patrols in these neighborhoods.

Then doubled them again
after the fifth and sixth.

Yet our UnSub still watched the houses.

How can he not have been seen?

Is that an oriole?

No, black-headed grosbeak.

Grosbeak?

Grosbeak, too. Female.

Orson Welles said, "All the birds who
belong to our sex have prettier feathers

"because males have got to try
to justify their existence."

We spend all our time screaming,

"Look at me, look at me. Mommy,
Mommy. Look at me."

Yeah?

- Twenty-five?
- Look at me...

Okay.

Garcia couldn't get a fix on the call
because it was routed through

- twenty-five different substations.
- Twenty-five substations.

- He wanted them to see him.
- We established that.

He's meticulous.
Nothing is an accident.

He vacuumed.

The scene is about domination.
His creation.

He positioned everything
exactly the way he wanted it.

And?

If the eyes were so
they could watch the attack,

why are they all facing away from it?

In that position
they couldn't see him during.

He wanted them to see him afterward.

Office of Unfettered Omniscience.

Penelope Garcia is in.
Speak, O fortunate one.

Garcia, it's Elle.

Can you get into
the phone repair records in San Diego?

Sunshine,
I can run CentCom from here,

and still participate
in simultaneous Tetris tournaments.

I'm looking for repairmen

cross-referenced with the murders
in San Diego.

It could be as much as
four or five days prior.

See if there are any common names.

Total cake. Stay on the line.

- What you got?
- He's a phone technician, Hotch.

The police are looking for someone
walking around a neighborhood

in broad daylight. Who notices
a phone guy up on a pole?

He can watch
for husbands leaving for work,

watch for police patrols,
know when the neighbourhood's quiet.

He knows when
he will have plenty of time.

He can even tap into a phone line
to make sure someone's home.

How about routing a call
through twenty-five substations?

Backyard, hey,
he's just looking for a pole.

Got tape? Of course he does.
Wire? He's a repairman.

- Sounds right, Jason.
- It is right.

And we have his name.

There you go!
Oh, that's a good boy.

You want some juice, big boy?
You want some juice? Okay.

- Mommy!
- Oh, yes I know.

We're going to have
some apple juice, pookie.

That's your favorite.

I know. I know you love it.

FBI, I need to know where
one of your technicians is.,

- FBI?
- Where are your technicians?

They're all out in the field.

Listen,
I need Franklin Graney, right now!

Now you'll lay down.

Please! Please don't hurt me!
I have a baby.

Cooperate, and you'll be all right.

Please!

- Okay, okay, okay.
- Cooperate and you'll be all right.

He's on service calls in the area of
Orange and Chandler.

Get a hold of Hotch.
Tell him to bring the team

and any SD cops he can round up.

This is his truck.

Fan out.

Go through yards,
look at telephone poles.

He's around here.

Mommy! Mommy!

Let me out! Let me out! Let me out!

875 Orange, Hotch. Back door.

Never acknowledge me,
never think of me.

- I'll shoot her.
- No, you won't, Franklin.

Yes, I will.

If you hurt her, I'll kill you.

I'll just say we caught
a low-life burglar.

You didn't turn out to be
Tommy after all.

He will remain uncaught.

After awhile, people will forget you.
You'll be nothing.

Once every five or ten years
they'll do a TV show and they'll ask,

"Whatever happened to that 'Tommy' guy?

"Why did he disappear?"

And then they'll stop talking
about it altogether.

Put the gun down.
Come on, walk out of here with me.

I'll make sure your face
is splashed across

every newspaper and TV in the country.

"Tommy Killer," Franklin Graney.
Everyone will see you then.

Bundy, Dahmer, Graney,

the whole world'll know who you are.

It's up to you, Franklin.

You can be famous,
or you can be invisible.

You'll tell everyone?

I have a media specialist
outside right now.

It is your choice.

- Promise?
- Yes, sir, I promise.

Back away from the gun.

My baby! My baby!

- He's fine. He's just fine.
- You're okay.

- Thank you! Thank you!
- You're welcome.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Rose Kennedy once said,

"Birds sing after a storm,
why shouldn't people feel

"as free to delight in whatever
sunlight remains to them?"

Oh, I almost forgot.
I have something for you.

- Oh, yeah?
- I forgot to give it to you at the party.

But you don't give birthday presents.

- Wow. The Redskins.
- It's a VIP box.

Wow. Thank you so much.

Ever been to a pro football game?

No, I honestly didn't know
this was football.

- You're going to love it.
- We are. You're coming with me, right?

No.

There's someone else on the plane
who is a huge Skins fan.

Who?

The only person in the world
who calls you Spence.

- JJ?
- She's a huge Redskins fan.

What should I say?

Checkmate.

Heard you're a fan of football.