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Previously on Criminal Minds Beyond
Borders. Ryan, are you headed off?

Like father, like son.

Cole! You know there's a hint?

Stupid move, Cole.

Why didn't I get a de -confliction
notification from FBI headquarters that

were here, Ryan? Because it was on a
need -to -know basis, Dad, and you

need to know. I need to get back
undercover now.

His name is Cole Dabb, and we got him on
possession.

Attempted to distribute assault and
battery of a federal agent. It's your

problem now.

I haven't had an update on Ryan since we
left Mexico. But how can I tell my wife

I was just doing my job when I put our
son in a Mexican prison in order to

maintain his cover?

Over 68 million Americans leave the
safety of our borders every year.

In danger strikes, the FBI's
International Response Team is called

What's up, y 'all? How's this feeling?
Yeah, what may I tell you? Don't blow

smoking at a microphone.

It's a studio mic, man. It delicate,
like you guys.

It's funny? No, man. Everything all
right.

You ain't ready for this, Malcolm. Check
it out. Oh, look at that. That's the

business. Yeah, man.

Star boy right here, y 'all know. When
this drop, the whole place gonna mash

And not just Kingston, the world.

And you gonna roll with me?

Be my empress?

Yo, make sure we finish recording the
album before we're gonna plan out the

world tour.

Read them again, man.

Yo, let's go, uh, Jamaica.

I don't buy we friends the last time I
roll with thy family.

Thought you wanted to get this done.
Yeah, but you're off.

You need a lick of tea? Some honey?

Or you gotta tell me you can't sing a
tree note melody? Just auto -tune me up,

whatever. Why auto -tune?

All this talk about you represent
Philly, man. You need to get some holly

Look at Jill Scott.

Educate yourself.

What you smiling for, Abby?

Did I give you a good education last
night? That's what that was.

I know you and Winston used to kick it
back in the day.

Tell him how much better it is with me.

Come on.

Tell him how he's as old and as rancid
as his beats.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Why don't you sit there mad while I go
get some air?

I don't play with friends. I roll with
my family.

So I barely getivity.

Whoa.

Bigger than a politics.

Wait a minute. I don't understand.

What do you mean you can't find Ryan?

You think or you know?

You need to call me as soon as you find
out.

I understand procedure. You still need
to call me.

Okay. Thank you.

Hey.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

You ready for this team building? Yes, I
am. I even brought my gloves for the

ropes, of course. What are you talking
about? I thought that you loved team

building. I did until you almost dropped
me on the truss ball last time. I did

not almost drop you. I was just far from
the ground. Yeah, I know. That was by

design. I wanted you to know that you
could really trust me.

Okay, I'll drive.

Well, it looks like team building will
have to be on the job.

Okay, Monty, give us the lowdown.

Our victim is Malcolm Williams, 22, from
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

He was in Kingston, Jamaica, to record a
dancehall album with his cousin,

Winston Barlow, 32, a Jamaican native
and a successful record producer.

Malcolm was found gutted by the side of
a rural road deep in the Blue Mountains,

about a quarter mile from Winston's home
where they were recording.

Kingston PD, do you have any leads?

They do. Malcolm's cousin, Winston.

So why are we going?

Because there's no physical evidence of
the crime, now Malcolm's father, Calvin

Williams, seems to think that Winston is
being railroaded by the Jamaican

police. They want to close this case
yesterday.

Mr. Williams feels not only has he lost
his son, he's about to lose his nephew

as well. So he reached out to his
congressman who contacted the State

and they called us.

Well, considering Mr.

Williams' suspicions, are we getting any
help from the local cops?

Yes, the Jamaican police unit welcomes
our assistance and they set you up with

two liaisons. Deputy Superintendent
Banner McDaniels and Inspector Winario

Malcolm's body is on ice. The Kingston
coroner's office told us it would be a

couple of days before they could get to
it. Now let me guess, they're at

capacity. Yep.

Monty put in a request to bring
Malcolm's body back to the Jets and make

the autopsy here.

Oh, a little cut down on my commute.

Claire and I will go talk to Winston
over at Kingston PD. Simmons, you head

to the crime scene.

Let's make sure the right person is
brought to justice for this crime. And

hopefully with that, Mr. Williams will
find some closure.

A Jamaican proverb tells us, eat with
the devil, but give him a long spoon.

Greetings, sir.

IRT Unit Chief Jack Garrett.

Miss? This is Eclair Seeger.

I'm Deputy Superintendent McDaniels.

Welcome to Jamaica.

I regret that it's under these
circumstances, but it is a pleasure to

Now... I've heard that you would like to
speak to the accused as soon as

possible. Yes, if you don't mind.

Please, follow me.

Superintendent McDaniels, if it's all
right with you, we'd like to speak with

Winston alone.

Just the third -party observers.

I understand.

So, Winston, witnesses tell us you were
arguing with Malcolm earlier in the

evening. Arguing?

Our mind is talking.

Talk, we are talk like our cousins talk,
because we are cousins forever, no

matter what.

What were you talking about?

Just music things, man, because Malcolm
have so much talent.

He means a talented youth, but him never
respect the process.

I don't work like that.

So this doesn't have anything to do with
your ex?

Heard she took up with Malcolm, and last
night he threw it in your face.

Abigail?

No.

No, we not together in a years.

So you didn't mind Malcolm asking
Abigail to compare the two of you?

No, it's a show -off thing, man. I would
have done the same thing when I was his

age. So what happened after the
argument?

Malcolm couldn't find his flow again.

And he blamed it upon me.

So we go for a walk, and a little bit
later, I go in a town.

That's when I found him.

Inspector Shaw.

So these skid marks are from Winston's
car?

Yes.

You got a shoe print here.

Yeah, we noticed that.

Size 10.

The same size as Winston's. Did you guys
find any shoes in Winston's possession

that had the same tread? No, but it
don't mean anything.

You must have flung them away.

Any idea where this water bottle came
from?

No.

Just trash.

I appreciate how thorough you are, Agent
Simmons.

But sometimes the right answer is the
easiest one, you know?

Winston did this.

Who else could it be? Nobody else out
here.

What about the engineer, Bob Woodson?

No, man, that roster never left the
halls.

Neither did the women.

Winston is just trouble, you know.

Yeah, how's that?

We grew up in Mercy Cross together.

Most of your friends?

No, no, no, no. I mean, I said that.

I knew him.

And he was no angel.

We had run -ins before.

They go on and talk about how it's our
problem.

But if you ask me, the real problem is
he thinks he's a big bout here.

A big shot.

Now that he's gone and made some money
and moved to the mountains, he thinks

he's above it all.

No, man.

The police won't take me down, man.

Why would they want to do that?

Peer back.

When I first start make little money,
them a sniff around like them want a

taste. I tell them no.

So now them a look upon me for this,
man, I swear.

I swear.

Winston, we know you have arrests on
your record.

Some of them are violent, which is
probably why they're looking at you for

A long time ago. A long time.

Kid stuff.

Do you have any idea who could have done
this?

Did he have problems with anybody else
on the island?

No. Because he just reached a week ago.

And I wait him in the studio every
morning, noon and night.

You have to understand.

Malcolm is not just my cousin, he's my
brother.

We spend every summer together and Uncle
Calvin... Uncle Calvin is like my

father.

And I promised him I was going to watch
out for Malcolm.

My uncle think I did this too?

No.

He's why we're here.

So, what you find so far?

COD is exsanguination.

Whoever cut Malcolm sliced his abdominal
aortic artery and he bled out in

minutes. But other than the gutting, I
don't have any other wounds.

There's no mutilation. There's no
overkill. Based on the entry point of

wound, I would say that our unsub is...

Almost six feet tall and not to be
sexist. Don't hate.

I'm not, but considering that the blade
was plunged so deeply that it nicked

Malcolm's vertebrae, I would say that we
are looking for a man, a strong one.

What do you have?

Well, thanks to the tool marks you found
on the bone, I think I found the murder

weapon. Oh, awesome. Is it one of a kind
and registered by name to the killer?

Nope. It's a KUMF brand switchblade,
mass -produced, thousands sold around

world annually.

Well, that means the most interesting
thing I found was a cross in this

dust on Malcolm's arm.

The mass spec identified it as salacious
soil.

Right, which is pretty common in
Jamaica. However, it usually comprises

middle layer of soil that resides
beneath the wider limestone topsoil.

well, I also found the same trace on the
shoulder of Malcolm's hoodie.

It's in the shape of a hand.

Fair enough detail to pull a
fingerprint?

Unfortunately, no.

But from the pictures that I've seen and
the rest of his clothing, Malcolm does

not seem like the type of guy who's
going to walk around with dust on his

clothes. I think that the handprint and
that dust cross were left by her on

stuff.

So the unsub painted a dust cross on
Malcolm's body.

May also found a handprint in that same
dust on Malcolm's clothes, right on the

shoulder. So she's thinking whoever
attacked Malcolm spun him around before

gutted him.

Suggests a blitz attack.

And Simmons said he found a water bottle
near the crime scene, also covered in

reddish dust.

But there's no evidence that Winston had
dust on his hands. And if this was a

blitz attack, and we're saying Winston
did it.

How do we account for the tire tracks
that Simmons found at the scene? They

that Winston skidded to a halt before
ever reaching Malcolm's body.

Yeah, and if Winston was enraged enough
to blitz his own cousin, why wouldn't he

just run him over?

Doesn't make sense.

So you're saying we got the wrong man?

Yes.

Then why are my men convinced otherwise?

Operational bias.

Some of the men in your department have
expressed a resentment.

toward Winston because of his stature
and success.

I can't say I'm surprised.

I'm aware of the reputation of the
Jamaica Police Unit.

Much of it is deserved, which is why I
joined. I want to change things.

So you're willing to release Mr. Barlow?

I may not be convinced of Winston's
guilt, but my men are a different

Many other men in this department grew
up alongside the criminals they now

pursue. They are intimate with the
violence in Kingston, and because of

they feel they're the experts.

Without another suspect or some
exculpatory evidence, I may be seen as

questioning their credibility as
investigators.

But you are.

Agents, I'm not proud of this, but I was
only promoted six months ago, and I

can't expect to earn the trust and the
respect of my men by telling them

wrong just because the IRT told me so.
So instead, you're going to let an

innocent man be charged with a crime he
didn't commit? I'm not charging him.

I'm holding him.

It's for his own good.

Even if I did release him, I can't
guarantee his safety once he walks

the door.

Go ahead, Simmons.

Hey, Jack, I found something.

You gotta come check this out.

So I found some bloody shoe prints next
to Malcolm's crime scene, and there was

also evidence of this reddish dust.

Now, the prints, they faded in and out
along the trail, but then I picked one

on that plank back there, which led me
to this.

That looks like a grave to me.

Yes, it does.

From the color and consistency of the
soil at the bottom, it looks like what

found on Malcolm's body.

Yeah, I thought so too.

So what are we saying, that this grave
was dug for Malcolm?

No, I believe this one has already been
used.

See, I got dry blood here on the rock
bottom. There's also displaced dirt here

at the bottom of the grave.

There's also some blood here on these
exposed roots.

I'm thinking...

Whoever was buried here used those roots
to haul himself up.

Are you telling me our John Doe came out
of this grave, walked down the hill and

killed Malcolm?

Based on the dust on the trail?

I think so.

Shut up!

I don't even know you.

Why'd you kill me? Just cause?

Okay, so why would a guy climb out of
the grave to kill Malcolm?

I mean, did he witness a crime?

It could be, but he did just come out of
a grave, so I'm assuming he was hurt,

disoriented, maybe oxygen deprived.

Maybe he got confused and thought
Malcolm was the guy who initially tried

kill him.

I only see two sets of shoe prints.

I got the size 10s here, which I tracked
back from Malcolm's crime scene.

Those are size 12s, which lead in the
other direction.

I'm assuming they came from whoever put
our John Doe in the grave.

Seeger. Thank you.

That was Superintendent McDaniel.

We got another body.

Got it.

Her name's Sandy Weeks, 43, British
tourist.

Her ID was on the body as well as a
hotel key for Chakla West, an all

resort in Montego Bay.

That's on the other side of the island.
How'd she get out here?

The concierge of the resort told me that
Ms. Weeks rented one of their scooters

for the day.

By the body.

Butterflies. Looks like she went on a
nature jaunt.

You said she rented a scooter?

Yes, but it's missing.

Also found the same set of shoe prints,
size 10, as were found at Malcolm's

murder. They lead up to the scooter, but
they disappear.

So the unsub took it?

Or they put out an APB.

Gutting's a pretty extreme M .O.

Impartial. Hard to do.

Easy to get wrong.

Yes, it makes me think this guy's done
it before.

I'd check all your criminal databases,
see if you can find a similar ammo.

All right.

Well, I thought that John Doe was
expressing remorse by putting that cross

Malcolm's arm, but then there's no sign
of remorse on Sandy's body. He just

tried to burn her instead.

I don't get this guy.

Yeah, it smells like he used gasoline.

Hi.

Check this out.

At least we know where he got it. Chunk
Low West. That's where Sandy was

staying. Must have got it off the
scooter that she rented.

It's empty.

Obviously she was gutted before she was
burned. Do you think he burned her while

she was still alive?

It's possible.

So it wasn't a sadism per se.

Maybe it was a countermeasure.

I guess.

But look at this burn pattern.

It doesn't exactly cover anything. It's
just concentrated around the edges of

her body.

It's not very effective as a
countermeasure.

Yeah, it's almost like you circled her
body with fire.

Yeah.

And why would you steal a scooter and
then use all the rest of the gas on a

partial countermeasure?

You okay?

Yeah, I'm great.

McDaniels tells me he couldn't find a
match to the gutting M .O., and Monty

he couldn't find anything useful on
social media, so all I have is an

unsub and no leads.

I'm sorry.

Yesterday, Ryan's handler told me that
Ryan was transferred out of

Guareño Penitentiary, but the Bureau...

Has no idea where he was moved.

Jack, you know that's probably just
prison protocol.

But what if it isn't?

I had to tell Karen. Told her what
happened.

That I had to leave our son in a prison
in Mexico.

That was the backstop plan.

You had no choice.

She handled it with such grace and
faith.

I promised Ryan would be home safe. I
know that.

There's a promise I should never have
made, but I did.

Now they can't find him.

Jack, everything is going to be okay.

Ryan's a great agent. And he's great
because you taught him everything he

to know.

Now, you have to trust him.

We found a scooter.

It has run out of gas and abandoned.

Here, two miles from where we found
Sandy's body.

From the trajectory, it looks like he's
heading towards Kingston.

We also tested the water bottle Agent
Simmons found at the crime scene.

We discovered Malcolm's DNA and
fingerprints on it.

So it was his bottle. But we also found
foreign DNA, male.

We ran it through our system, but no
hit.

I'd like to send it to my guy in
Quantico as well. We can hit all the

international databases.

Of course.

So John Doe came out of the grave, he
gutted Malcolm, and then took a drink

his water bottle? I think John Doe's
attacking people for things he needs.

Malcolm's water.

Sandy's scooter. Basic survival
instincts.

Okay, so he needs things.

But what I don't understand is the
violence.

Surely he could have gotten a scooter
and a water without resorting to such

extreme measures.

You know, violence like this can be
indicative of past trauma or twisted

psychopathy. Or it could be that his
mind's blown.

Literally. I ran the blood from the
grave and I found the presence of GSR

brain enzymes in it.

I think that our John Doe was shot in
the head and he survived.

He's dead.

If impossible.

It's rare, but if the caliber and
trajectory were just right, yes.

Depending on the path that bullet took
through his brain, he could be facing

number of neurological issues.

Yep. Ranging from heightened paranoia to
total loss of impulse control.

Well, that could explain the violent and
seemingly impulsive kills.

As well as his shifting focus from
remorse to forensic countermeasures.

Head out to all the hospitals in the
area. See if anyone's checked in with a

bullet wound to them.

No, no more.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

Why'd you kill me?

Stop it.

Stop it. Go away.

Me did what me happy do.

Me did what me happy do.

I was just picking a butterfly and you
killed me.

Why?

Why are you here?

Drink off your poison before you miss
that bus.

I have some music, man.

Why are you here?

Huh?

Leave me alone.

I did what I had to do.

I did what...

CSI found a shell casing next to the
empty grave. Now, based on its position

next to the size 12 footprints, I think
it was ejected when the assailant shot

our John Doe.

Okay. Did they find the bullet?

No, but I found a print on the casing. I
took a picture already and scanned it

to Monty.

Okay. Great.

Thanks, Simmons. See you soon.

Hey, Clara.

Look, we have been to three of the
closest hospitals in the area. There's

reports of anyone having survived a head
wound. He's still on the move.

Considering his brain injury, the fact
that John does moving at all suggests

that he has tremendous drive.

So he's mission -oriented.

Yeah, but where's he going?

He's probably in shock and operating on
instinct at this point.

He would go somewhere familiar,
somewhere safe.

Maybe he's going home.

Struck again.

There's a security guard named Kyle
Stevens.

Only this time, we have a witness.

We see this youth.

Blade in him hand.

Blood upon it. And him bald like one
madman.

What did he look like?

Medium size.

Beard.

Dirty up.

Covered in dirt.

Who was the other night?

Nobody there.

Just a half conversation. You
understand?

Did you hear anything he was saying?

Crazy stuff.

Like, why are you here?

We did it right.

Him sick in him head.

Then what happened?

He lift him head, look upon the guard,
and run him down, turn him around, and

drop the blade in him belly. Did you see
where he went after that?

You must have mad.

No, sir.

I'm a rasta man, vegan.

We can't deal with that kind of thing.

I went back inside, closed me door, and
kept me head down.

So there's a holster, but no gun.

I bet that's why he was targeted. John
Doe may have needed a more lethal weapon

than a knife.

Oh, well, isn't that comforting?

So, we have a gutting, but no burning,
and this time he has been redressed.

Not only redressed, his clothes are on
inside out. Yeah, I noticed that, too.

And I would say it's remorse, but, I
mean, this guy doesn't seem to have any

hesitation in his kills.

Even his socks are inside out.

You know, the first victim had a cross
on his arm, and our second victim was

burned.

This is Obia.

Duffy rituals.

Duffy? Well, the Jamaican belief system,
Obia, is very similar to voodoo in

Haiti. Its followers believe that every
person has two souls, a good soul and an

earthly soul. When a person dies, the
good soul goes up to heaven and is

by God. But the earthly soul remains in
the body for three days.

And if certain burial rituals are not
performed, and in Obia there are many,

such as...

reversing the deceased person's clothing
drawing a cross on their body using

chalk or dust or encircling the body
with fire yep and that earthly spirit

escape the body and become a malevolent
spirit called a duppy and it's believed

that duppies roam the earth for all of
eternity haunting people so the unsub is

performing burial rights on his victims
yes Jamaicans grow up hearing Duffy's

stories. They're used to impart a moral
lesson, much like fairy tales. But the

actual burial rituals themselves are not
very common in Jamaica today.

But our unsub feels compelled to enact
these rituals despite the fact he's

operating with diminished brain
capacity.

Suggests his beliefs are deeply
entrenched. So our John does it odds

himself. He's brutally violent, yet he
engaged in these burial rituals, which

suggests remorse.

Yeah, but I believe this could be a lot
bigger than remorse.

The witness to Kyle's murder said that
John Doe was talking to himself,

hallucinating. He was saying things
like, leave me alone, and I did it

So what if he was feeling remorse, but
he was also feeling haunted by duppies?

You know, and he's performing all of
these burial rituals to keep them at

You're going to hell, boy.

I would have given you the key.

I would have given you a sit.

Straight to hell.

To hell, boy.

Leave me alone!

I got a hit on the fingerprint Simmons
pulled from the bullet case and came

Damien Andrews.

Damien Andrews?

He's one of the biggest kingpins in the
Caribbean. Justice and State Departments

have been trying to extradite him for
years, but no luck.

Why? Another Teflon Don?

He controls Mercy Cross here in
Kingston. It's a garrison community,

how Trenchtown used to be, so he's
protected on all sides.

So we're saying he's the one who put our
unsub in the grave.

A big fish like Andrews ordinarily
wouldn't do his own dirty work.

Why not let a subordinate handle this?
Most likely, Andrews has an intimate

connection to the victim.

Had to do it himself.

Monty, can you give me a list of his
known associates?

Yeah, and considering Andrew's
international reach, I'll run what I

NCAVC and see if that gunning MO comes
up.

Okay, so Damon...

He gutted her.

You never forget your first, do you, Z?

No! No!

Me always wonder right after, what would
your mother think?

It would have killed her if she wasn't
dead already.

Me had to do it.

Okay, me had to.

No, you didn't.

You didn't have to do me like that.

You didn't have to do any of us like
that.

You're going to hell, boy.

I don't even know what my name is.

No, no,

no.

Tisha's father, Brian Bailey, worked for
Damien Andrews, but then for some

insane reason decided to swallow a
quarter of a key of Damien's cocaine and

it back to Antigua.

Damien found out, and then he had Zion
Gut -Titcher as symbolic payback.

It earned Zion the nickname The Sticker.
You said his name is Zion Andrews. Is

he related to Damien? It's complicated.

See, school records tell me that Zion
grew up in Mercy Cross, the only son of

single mother named Ashanti Clark, who
supported them in her work as O .B .A.

Priestess. She passed away when Zion was
11.

Looks like Zion was a track star. He was
headed to the Junior Olympics.

People thought of him as the next Usain
Bolt.

Yeah, and he got good grades. Teachers
said he was well -adjusted.

So how did he cross with Damien? I think
Damien was initially a booster, buying

Zion shoes, paying his fees for
competitions.

After his mother died, Damien adopted
him.

Oh, now that's generous.

I doubt it.

Damien's a sociopath who's been
diagnosed with narcissistic personality

disorder. I'm sorry to see people only
as reflections of his self -worth, not

individuals with needs or wants of their
own.

Yeah, I bet Damien expected Zion to
become world famous.

He was trying to cement that
relationship, and it would suit him to

medalist as a son.

Only Zion tore his ACL when he was 13
and never recovered.

Which is when Damien turned him into a
killer.

Yeah, although a reluctant one says here
that when they caught him, Zion

immediately confessed. He even threw up
during the interrogation.

Well, that would explain the remorse and
the rituals we've seen. He was a good

kid until Damien got a hold of him.

The Antiguan police offered to cut Zion
a deal if he implicated Damien, but he

obviously refused.

It's kind of hard to write out your own
father figure.

Yeah, being forced to gut someone is
pretty traumatic.

It could be that this first kill was so
deeply impressed upon him, that's the

reason he's resorting to it in his
diminished mental state.

It looks like Zion served four years in
juvie for the murder, then he moved back

in with Damien at his Mercy Cross
fortification.

And let me guess, he kept killing.

Yeah, since then police have suspected
him of at least six other murders, all

Damien's behest.

It seems Zion has done everything Damien
asked him to do, so why would he want

to kill him?

Well, maybe Zion displeased or disobeyed
him in some way. Regardless, I bet

Zion's wondering the same thing.

So he is going home.

Yeah, but considering Damien's the one
who tried to put Zion on the ground, and

plus the fact that Zion picked up that
gun from Kyle, I doubt he's returning

comfort. He wants revenge.

You come back.

My wife.

My son.

Come back?

Yes, Papa.

Me come back.

Me have something me want to tell you.

Somebody shot me.

But then, then me remember.

It was you.

Right here.

Sir, I want you all back.

Cover any rear points of you, Greg.

Yes, sir.

Clara, you go with him.

Maintain your cover at all times and
hold your shots if possible. We need

these guys alive.

Are you sure?

I think we have the chance to take
Damien out. Who's up? We sure do. We

him. Hundreds of crimes go unresolved
and his contacts go free.

We capture him alive.

Everybody talks. It's just a question of
when. Daddy's a hero.

Alive, he's just another snitch.

Me did everything you tell me to.

Me did everything you tell me to.

Calm yourself, no more.

Me did everything you tell me to. So how
come Jubilee's still alive, Danny?

You call that doing what I tell you to
do? But she was pregnant! Yeah, no

matter!

You do what I say.

I'm your father.

Why? Why you do it to me?

And you curse me to hell.

They follow me everywhere.

FBI, drop the gun.

Zion Andrews, you need to put the gun
down.

No. No.

If you tell me a gun, me take him with
me.

Zion, we know you feel haunted.

That you can never be forgiven, but you
can.

No. No, me can't. We understand what
Damien has done to you.

And when you know, Bo, what I did to the
major man, you used him. You corrupted

him. Corrupted him.

This ghetto boy no worth a thing until I
give him my name. You hear me? I made

him my son.

And home repay me with this.

With weakness.

And a son of mine jammed me weak.

A son must obey him father.

You're no father.

You're a coward.

You took a kid with dash dreams.

And no other options than you turn them
into a surrogate to do your dirty work.

Zion's not weak. You are.

No!

Get your ass!

I know it.

Continue to fly.

You're weak, too.

Oh, no. I got exactly what I want.

You, alive in custody, about to give me
everything I need.

To take down everything you built.

Oh, get up.

Good. Good, got it. Thank you.

The U .S. Marshals will be down to pick
up Damian Andrews and bring him back to

the States.

That's far the best.

Yeah, Jamaican prison is probably not
the best place for someone like Damien

Andrews. I'd run it like a hotel.

Do you know what happened to Zion?

They found the bullet still lodged in
his brain, but they removed it and said

will make a full recovery.

I'm sorry for what happened to him. I
truly am. But he still must be

for his crimes.

Yeah, of course.

The FBI legal attache will be in touch
with any information we get from Damien.

Together, we're going to put him all
away.

Thank you for everything.

Uncle Calvin.

I knew it wasn't you.

Let's go home.

Okay, hurry, because the BAU has oh -so
-generously rescheduled the team

-building exercises.

Oh, and you sound so happy about it.

Only because I value my life. Oh, come
on.

See you soon.

Excuse me.

Yes, yes, I understand.

Thank you.

All good?

Yeah.

You were right.

It was just procedure.

They couldn't tell me until Ryan was out
of the Mexican prison system, but he

completed his mission.

He's coming home.

That's great news, Jack.