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Previously on
Criminal Minds: Evolution...

Sophisticated.

You see that? Another Haeberlin.

We thought
these cases were connected.

Now we have our smoking gun.

The unsub gathered followers
that he's now activating.

This is a network. Whatever city
Sicarius finds himself,

Second Street is his
preferred hunting ground.

Did you come here to kill me?

I already killed you
an hour ago.

I just came here
to watch an old man die.

I always knew it.

Family's what gets you killed.

Our vice is in our blood.

- You are?
- You know who I am.

You killed my sister.

Alison.

Your subconscious
is fighting urges to kill,

which is why
I'm distracting you.

You talking to me
is how you cope.

You think, if I walk you
through everything,

you'll be able
to stop someone else?

You're a living resource, Elias.

For the sake of others,

I can't just let you sit in here
and not tell your story.

The families of some of your
victims have reached out,

and they want to meet you.

It was part of your training.

- What?
- Your training.

- By this government agency.
- Where did you hear that?

It's in the podcast.

Welcome to The Sicarius Files.

May I call you Elias?

Oh.

Look at me, Brian.
It's sad how pathetic I am,

but you know
what's even more pathetic?

Someone who makes
a show about it

and anyone who listens to it.

So true.

Mmm.

- This carbonara is to die for.
- I know, right?

Where's this place again?

It just opened up
on Second Street,

around the corner
from my office.

Mama, look!

It's for Auntie Ryleigh.

Oh! Thank you, sweetie.

It's almost time for bed now.

Do you need help
brushing your teeth?

- No.
- Okay.

She gets it from her mama.

I hate to break it to you,
big sis, but

everybody thinks they got
good taste and a sense of humor,

but they couldn't possibly
all have good taste.

Very funny.
I know that movie, too.

Is that why you haven't
uttered one word

about what I've done
to the kitchen?

The new backsplash?

Kali.

- What?
- Those colors.

What were you thinking?

Those colors
announce themselves.

Yeah, they scream,
"I got bad taste."

Oh.

Is everything okay?

It's just my mom. She fell.

Again.

Was your dad home?

No, but the neighbor was able
to get her to the hospital.

I know. You need to be there.

I'm sorry, babe.

No, I'm sorry. It's getting
out of hand. I don't...

There's nothing
to be sorry about.

I'll call you as soon
as I can, okay?

- Mm.
- Okay.

- I love you.
- I love you more.

Look.

If there's anything
you or Avery need

while he's gone,

do not hesitate to reach out
to me or Jesse.

I appreciate that.

Especially...

if you want Jesse
to replace that backsplash.

Girl.

- Ms. Wilson?
- Yes.

Emory Joy.
D.A. Durham County.

Can't tell you how much I
appreciate you taking the time.

Oh, not a problem.

And you're not
the first jurisdiction

to make the request.

Uh, you get my email
with the case file?

Yes, um, Kaliyah Burke
and her daughter Avery

- reported missing.
- Four years ago. Presumed dead.

Back when most of this area
was under water,

and nobody would've ever
anticipated a drought.

That's her car?

It is. And her four-year-old

daughter Avery
was stuffed in the trunk.

You all right?

Did you find
Kaliyah Burke's body?

No.

This is all so...
heartbreaking, um, but...

I'm sorry, D.A. Joy,
what makes you think

this has anything to do
with the Sicarius killer?

We conducted a search
of the immediate area

and uncovered this.

- A Haeberlin case.
- An empty kill kit?

Same as the ones used by
the Sicarius killer, am I right?

Yes, but you know
as well as I do

Elias Voit confessed
to the murders of 63 people.

Kaliyah Burke and her daughter
were not among them.

So why keep that to himself?

I don't know.

That's what we need to ask him.

Luke,

- you are a lifesaver.
- I'm just glad

I didn't have
to rescue you from that

river of water that was coming
from your busted pipe.

Three. Three inspections,

and nobody notices
that it's about to burst?

Everything hangs on
just until escrow closes.

Yup. And, uh, between the move

and Henry applying to colleges,

I don't know
how many more disruptions

he and Michael can take.

I don't think
I've seen them smile in weeks.

How long are you out for?

Uh, contractor said two,

maybe three weeks.

Ha.

Oh. I don't think...

the boys and I can impose
on Penelope that long.

Oh, my gosh. Hello.

Hello, hello.

Ah, you are here, JJ,
and you are here, Luke,

earlier than
I thought you'd be here.

Oh, that's my bad.

I just... I-I just thought

that I should get settled
sooner rather than later.

That makes so much sense.

This is most awkward.
The thing is...

No. You know what?
Uh, I'm the one that said 10:00,

- and I just, blah.
- Penelope, do you have a guest?

- I had a great time.
- Yeah, me too.

I'll, um...
I'll call you later?

Uh-huh. Yeah. Great. Bye.

- Nice.
- Now.

Huh.

Okay, look, I know I'm the one
that barged in on you,

but, uh,
I'm a little disappointed

you didn't tell me
you had a new boyfriend.

Oh, he's not my boyfriend.

No. No, that's, uh,
Mr. Wednesday?

- Yeah.
- Mr. Wednesday,

as in there's other days
of the week?

Oh, no.

Saturday, and that's it.

Oh.

Wait, and you...
you knew about this?

No, I didn't know he was gonna
merge into Thursday. I...

How was any of us
to know that, really?

No, JJ, I wasn't trying
to keep a secret from you.

And I know it's been
over a year, but it just didn't

seem appropriate for me
to be, you know,

spewing about my salacious

paramour encounters to a...

Ah. A widow.

No. I-I get that.

But, hey, starting right now,

I am gonna
be giving you the deep cuts

about my romantic encounters.

'Cause we are roommates.
So, strap in, get ready.

I'm a little scared, but, uh...

uh, honestly, though,
thank you for letting us stay.

It is my honor
and my pleasure to host you all.

I have... The boys' guest room

is ready, and my gigantic bed,

which is perfect
for platonic overnights, too.

- I'm gonna change the sheets.
- Well, are you sure?

'Cause I did bring my
sleeping bag out of retirement.

Oh, no. You can save that
for the weekend camping trip

you're gonna have
with your kids.

Oh, uh, well, you know,
given the circumstances,

that has been put on hold
indefinitely.

- Oh.
- I'm gonna...

Yeah.

- Hey.
- What are you thinking?

That the Jareau family needs
a pick-me-up.

And I have an idea
if you're with me.

Yeah.

Attaboy.

After your Uncle Cyrus

was granted legal custody,

after your parents
passed away...

You mean after I killed them?

After you killed them.

How long was it before Cyrus

starting taking you
along with him?

Help me!

Not long. Maybe a month.

Didn't take him long
to break me,

and then I was his son.

His servant.

Did he use you
to lure his victims?

No, at first, he just wanted me

to help him
get rid of the bodies.

You know where we are?

No.

What'd you see
on our way out here?

Nothing.

Exactly.

No road signs, no mile markers.

That's why I picked this place.

- Were they all in Durham County?
- Yeah.

He thought the sheriffs there
were lazy and stupid.

Do you remember
how many victims?

Fifteen.

Maybe 20.

- All buried?
- Mostly. I mean, we put

some in the river,

a couple in the lake.

Would you be able
to help us locate the remains?

Well, between the lye
and the elements,

Cyrus made pretty sure
that they'd never be found.

If you don't mind me asking...

since a lot of this stuff
is already part

of the court record...
why conduct these interviews?

- You sound a little frustrated.
- It's not a waste of time?

I mean...

it's pretty much
our whole raison d'être.

Right? Analyzing behavior.

- Right.
- Yeah.

- And we have his profile.
- We do.

We have his profile,
but we do not know

how that profile evolved.

That's why we sat down
with DeSalvo

and Kemper and Bundy.

And that's why
we're sitting down with Voit,

so that we can learn how
Lee Duval became Elias Voit

became Sicarius.

All right.

So, do you think it's possible
that one day we might be able

to discern some hidden pattern
shared by all serial killers?

Aye, there's the rub.

While it's my hope
to discover one day

the, uh,
unified field theory of psychos,

it might be a false hope.

There are always the ones
that stand out.

Like Voit.
Maybe they are unique.

Their own sick snowflakes.

Shouldn't we borrow one from yours?

Okay, good.

Unit Chief Prentiss,
I'd like to introduce you

to Durham County
District Attorney Emory Joy.

- It's nice to meet you.
- Same.

I have reviewed
the NCBI report.

Have the forensics come back
yet on the Haeberlin case?

Our lab is still processing.

Was any additional DNA
recovered from Kaliyah's car

- or Avery's body?
- No.

So, you have
no physical evidence

that ties Elias Voit
to this case?

I have evidence
that begs questions

that only Voit can answer.

I think, together,

we may be able
to get a confession out of him.

But if Voit really did murder
this mother and daughter,

why hasn't he told us already?

I mean, what is it about

this crime that
would make him refuse

to take responsibility?

Well, if I'm being
generous of spirit

about this so-called
reformed Voit

that I keep hearing about,

probably because of the shame
he now feels

for taking the life of a child.

Children don't fit
his victimology.

True, but regardless,

based on my professional
experience,

I'd say Voit is trying to ensure

that he's always one step ahead
of the death penalty.

He was formally sentenced

- to life.
- He was.

But I speak for the state
of North Carolina,

who'd like Voit himself to pay

the ultimate price
for his crimes.

So, you think, by withholding
the precise number

of his body count,

- Voit keeps an ace in the hole.
- It's sure hard

to put him to death if it means
we might be overlooking

even one missing victim.

That compromise is hard
for families to accept,

and it's tough to find the words
to tell them.

Wait a minute.

You're analyzing this cell.

Every guard, every door,

every vulnerability.

- I'm never gonna get it.
- Oh, don't say that.

Everybody's got to start
somewhere, okay?

Just got to practice.

Just clear your mind.

Yeah!

Hey, thattagirl.

You're planning

on your chance

to escape.

Lots of fan mail today.

Eleven seconds.

Every damn time.

That is a model of consistency.

Prison guards
are paycheck players.

Every day
they check in, check out.

They get trapped
in their own routine.

Oh, maybe you put a few of them
out of their misery

when you get the hell
out of here.

I'm not going anywhere.

Not yet.

Where would I go?

First things first.

I told you,
this is where I belong.

Another family member
wants to come talk to me.

Of course.

They all say they want closure.

They want to make sense
of a senseless act.

Your kid dies drowning,

you can't ask the water,

"What the hell
were you thinking?"

No, it's not about closure,
it's about guilt and suffering.

It's about penance.
It's the same reason why

I'm putting myself through this.

Don't flatter yourself.

For you,
it's about reminiscence.

Your presence
is being requested.

I understand
why D.A. Joy is here,

but he's gonna be disappointed.

I agree.
Voit's told us everything.

I mean, I've been talking
to the guy for weeks.

He's been an open book.

But what about
the Haeberlin case?

We never could
independently verify how many

Voit buried for himself.

And he was very deliberate
about who gave a kill kit to.

Elias, this is the district
attorney of Durham County.

Joy.

Emory Joy.

You do your homework.

No, it's your face.

It's familiar.
I saw it when you were a deputy.

Is that right?

Back when you
and your uncle were out

- burying bodies?
- Yes, that's right.

It sounds to me like D.A. Joy
has a bit of a history

with the Sicarius saga.

So, Voit knows this is personal.

You think Voit knows
the difference between

state and federal jurisdiction?

You mean, does he realize that
he's about to open himself up

to a capital crime
in North Carolina

where they want him killed?

Of course he does.

What is it you think I've done?

Kaliyah Burke.

Wife, mother.

Worked as a stock analyst

in Friars Town.

Her office was located downtown
on Second Street.

You'd know it.

You think he's fucking with Joy?

He's fucking with all of us.

- The question is why.
- On November

5, 2022, an intruder

was able to make entry
into Kaliyah's home

by remotely deactivating
her alarm system.

A struggle ensued.

After that,
all we know is that Kaliyah

and her daughter Avery
were abducted in her own car.

It took 24 hours
before anyone knew

they were gone.
For four years,

we were running in circles.
We had nothing.

Until yesterday, when Kaliyah's
car was found in Yasper Creek.

Wha... S...
You sure about that?

'Cause Yasper
is basically marshland.

Well, not anymore, Elias.

Inside the trunk

was the body of Avery Burke,

still wearing the pajamas
from the night she was taken.

The coroner said
her neck was broken.

And 50 yards away, deputies found

an empty Haeberlin case.

You didn't need Avery, so...

you put her
out of her misery quick.

But Kaliyah, I'm...
You took some time, I bet.

And you did
God knows what to her.

Wow.

You missed an essential part
of my M.O., D.A.

No body, no crime.

That's why I left all my victims

- in buried shipping containers.
- One of which

had been found in Yakima,
Washington, early in 2022.

The other one you blew up.

Right before you killed
your uncle.

So, no more room at the inn.

Hmm.

You poisoned Cyrus.
Cops were nipping at your heels.

You needed to get home
to your family in Seattle.

And yet still,
you-you got that vice.

It's in your blood.

Which means when you were done,
you had to improvise,

and if not for climate change,
you'd have had

"no body, no crime."

Voit seems awfully engrossed

in those crime scene photos.

It's not like Voit
to drag this out.

I know.

I hear you turned over a new leaf.

Where is she?

Elias, do you know something?

I'll show you where she is.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

If you want her body,

I need to take you there myself.

- Sorry we're late.
- Missed the fireworks.

- Show's not over.
- Emily,

per your command,
here is the whole

sad history of...

Kaliyah and Avery Burke.

So, NCBI never had Voit
or his network

on their radar until now,

and at the start
of this investigation,

this was looking like a repeat
of the Laci Peterson case.

Right. 2002,

Modesto, California,
woman murdered...

- Pregnant woman murdered.
- ...by her philandering husband.

And so, naturally, here,
all eyes

turned to Kaliyah's
philandering husband.

Yeah, that would be Tristan Burke.

He told his wife
and his sister-in-law

that his mother had fallen
and she was in the hospital.

Really, that was an excuse,
because he was gonna go canoodle

with one of his paramours.

Given the circumstances,
I mean, Tristan

could still be good for it.

Yeah, we can't discount

the kill kit.

- I'm totally with you there.
- We also

need to get access

to Tristan's digital
communications to see

if he was ever
in contact with Voit.

Wait, w... Hold on a second.
I-I'll give you

the Haeberlin case
is suspicious,

but we know Voit
and this isn't him.

Because of victimology?

The whole thing.

It's too intimate.

- Intimate?
- Kaliyah and Avery's murders

are crimes of passion,
not psychopathy.

Then, why is Voit

choosing to insinuate himself
in it?

I'll put my money down

on he's looking
for a chance to escape.

Come on, that'll never happen.

With all due respect
to the local police,

Voit might see a soft spot.

This does put him temporarily

but totally
into D.A. Joy's custody.

Dave, JJ, Tyler, we need
to make sure Voit doesn't stray

while he's on
his little field trip.

Tara, Luke,

bring in Tristan Burke
for questioning,

work up a profile on him.

Penelope, we need
another deep dive

into Voit's communications.

Could we have missed something?

Absolutely we could not have...

...and, okay, you got it.

One thing's for sure.

It'll be good
to get some fresh air.

Fuck you.

Better to let sleeping dogs lie.

I don't have a choice.

There are always choices.

Just leave me alone.

I'm just getting coffee.

Though, I got to say,

you did have me thinking

that just maybe...

Ah, but we both know you're just
yanking everybody's chain here.

I'm not.

Kaliyah and her family, they...

...they deserve justice.

Oh, he's coming.

- There he is.
- Excuse me, Mr. Voit.

Voit. Are there more victims?

Did you kill Kaliyah?

You-you!

You killed my daughter,
goddamn you!

Aah! No. Aah!

- No! Give him to me!
- What'd you do with the body?

Give him to me!

I'll show you
what justice looks like!

Sir. Sir, sir, sir.

It's all right. It's all right.

It's all right.
It's gonna be all right.

He took my baby girl.

I know.

I know, I know.

Are you gonna demand
the death penalty?

I don't know
what I was thinking.

Like I'm gonna get
to this guy being guarded

- by half the damn state?
- Your emotions

- are understandable.
- Well, I-I'm just...

so confused, is all.

Now, up until yesterday,

everybody was saying
Kaliyah's husband did it.

And then they found
Kaliyah's car and they found...

They found little Avery.

Now they're telling everybody
that this-this...

Si-Sicarius killer
is responsible?

I get it.

It's hard to process.

Well, you know,
if I'm being honest, I...

I never even wanted to admit
she had been murdered.

No, no, sir.

I wanted them to keep calling it
a missing persons case

or, like, a kidnapping,
'cause...

that meant there was hope.

Hope that...

she and my grandbaby
would come home.

Alive.

How is your family holding up?

Now...

it's like a godsend

that my wife...
she passed away from COVID.

But my daughter Ryleigh...

Well, she ain't been the same
since Kaliyah went away.

See, she-she said she knew

that Tristan
had been stepping out,

and she didn't say nothing.

Figured it wasn't her business.

When they couldn't put him away

for the murders,

all she could do
was just make sure

he didn't get anything

that was rightfully
our family's property.

Do you think Ryleigh
would be willing to talk to us?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yes, sir.

She-she'll help any way she can.

Just seems like every time

she's ready
to take a step forward...

...without her sister...

...something like this just...

...pulls her right back
into the pain.

Mr. Burke. We really appreciate

you volunteering to come
and speak with us.

I'm SSA Tara Lewis.

SSA Luke Alvez.

Have a seat.

Well, you know, this whole
experience has been, uh...

incredibly surreal, right?

I mean, four years,
they tried to lock me up

for, uh, killing my daughter
and wife.

The fact you actually dug up
the truth, I mean,

- it's a good thing.
- Actually,

you can thank D.A. Joy.

D.A. Joy?

Yeah.

Yeah, I-I don't think so.

I mean, the man's had
a hard-on for me since day one.

I mean, put GPS monitors
on my car,

put a wire on my ex-girlfriend.

I mean, seriously
trying to set me up.

I was hoping you brought me here
because you're investigating

this motherfucker's misconduct.

You can appreciate

why you were
considered a suspect.

Right? I mean, the night that

Kaliyah and Avery disappeared,
you were...

Look, what do you
want me to say?

I was a shitty husband?

Okay.

I lied about
fucking around, all right?

Guilty.

That doesn't make me
a goddamn killer.

So, what are we actually
doing here?

Your wife and daughter
were reported missing

by Kaliyah's sister Ryleigh.

And then it took over a week

for you to interview
with the police.

When-when you finally did,
you suggested

-that your wife
-No, we're not doing this.

took your daughter
and left you.

We're not doing this. Come on.

Right, and then it took
another seven days

before you allowed
a search of your home.

Yeah, where they found
traces of blood in my kitchen.

So, what, I'm a fucking killer
and a moron?

That's not what we're saying.

Yeah, well,
I'm saying I'm done here.

How about that?

You know, all you cops
are the fucking same.

You got your guy, a goddamn

serial killer,

and here you are, still...

still trying to lock me up
in a cage.

All right.

Want to make sure
you got a clear shot?

Yeah, don't tempt me.

- Now, come on, let's go. Take me to her.
- Just-just...

give me a second.

It'd be some trick
to escape now.

Yeah, but it might not
be about that.

Voit. Where is she?

Not far.

Voit!

Voit!

Stop!

Hey! We will shoot you.

The fuck you trying to pull?

Dig there.

Dig. Right here.

My wife will be right with you.

Sorry for the intrusion.

Eh.

You, uh, got a job to do, right?

Uh, didn't there used to be
a bookshelf

in that wall over there?

Yeah. Yeah, how'd you know?

Evidence photos?

- Yeah.
- I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

It's no problem at all.

It makes sense
why the FBI is here,

but I have to say,

I'm a little surprised
it's taken this long.

Usually, we need to be
invited in, but at this point,

we're following up
because the suspect

Elias Voit has victims
across the country.

Hmm. Uh, Voit?

He's the, uh, Sicarius killer?

- He is.
- Did he kill

my sister and her baby?

That's what we're here
to find out.

Open 'em.

It's Kaliyah.

Voit knew exactly
where to find her.

Hot off the presses,

those remains Voit led you to
are, in fact, Kaliyah Burke's.

However, Voit's DNA
isn't on her body

or on those storage totes.

- That's not a big surprise.
- Oh, you want one of those.

Well, guess whose DNA was
slathered all over those bins?

Tristan Burke's.

So, Tristan has to be
some sort of

outer circle
Sicarius network wannabe

- that we somehow overlooked.
- Calm down, Sheila.

That "somehow" would be moi
and I overlook zilch.

I ran digital traces
till the cyber cows came home,

I cross-referenced that
with the digital message system

that Voit surrendered to us.

At no place, no time, no point,

did Tristan reach contact Voit

- or vice-a the versa.
- I don't understand.

If they weren't talking,
how did he know exactly

- where to find that body?
- I'll tell you

exactly how he found that body,

and it has nothing to do with
him being a party to murder.

He played the same
profiling game

I used to play with
my old partner Jason Gideon.

"I'm the Unsub."

You think he inferred
his own profile

and imagined himself
as the assailant.

He didn't have to infer anything.

It came to him instinctively
because he's a serial killer.

Right, for him,
it's like the way a musician

can easily pick up
and play along

with an unfamiliar
chord progression.

Plus, he knows the burial site
like the back of his hand.

I mean, given the soil,
there's only one logical place

he could have buried the body.

That's one hell
of a magic trick.

It sure as hell

- ain't magic.
- But...

Voit is playing a trick.

He didn't want
the chance to escape

so much as he wanted
to use this cold case

so he could be convicted

in a state court
and sentenced to death.

We got back

our lab report
on the Haeberlin case,

and they're saying
that case was manufactured

- in 2023.
- That's after Voit

- was in custody.
- Yeah, it doesn't make any sense to me.

It does if you're trying
to frame Voit.

Frame him?
He-he found the damn body.

Oh, JJ's right.

And by Voit trying to take
advantage of this cold case,

he's gonna make it
a whole hell of a lot harder

to convict the actual killer.

W-Wait. M-Maybe this was always

part of Voit's plan
with Tristan Burke.

Uh, it may be part
of somebody's plan. Garcia,

- has Tristan been picked up?
- Uh, yeah.

The marshals just did and he's

on his way to you as we speak.

Okay. We'll get back to you.

We're standing by.

We need to get Voit

to face the fact
that if he doesn't come clean,

the real killer
gets away with this.

- Let me talk to him.
- No, JJ, let me?

Hell of a performance today.

Why are you here?

I know you want
the state of North Carolina

to find you guilty
and put you to death.

And I-I swear,
I wish they were gonna do it.

But the problem is that means
the person or persons

who are actually responsible

for killing Kaliyah
and Avery Burke

will escape justice.

Yeah, Tyler,
you don't know shit.

Be serious.
Your team figured this out.

If it were up to you
and D.A. Joy,

the report on the Haeberlin case
would be buried

and Tristan Burke and Elias Voit

would be on trial
for capital murder conspiracy.

Hey, you need to tell the locals
exactly what's going on here.

You do realize that if I hadn't
agreed to indulge all this,

then Kaliyah's body would never
have been found, right?

And nobody

ever would have paid
for her death, so...

- ...better Sicarius than nobody.
- You can change that.

Yeah, and you can do your job.

You can try
reading the case file,

because everything you need to
figure this out is right there.

But if you can't do that...

if you can't figure it out...

then Sicarius
will die for your sins.

I swear to God.

as soon as this shit is over,
I'm suing the fuck

out of lame-ass Joy
and you F-B-fucking-I's.

You watch.

- All right.
- Yeah, well, get in line.

This shit is funny to you?

Listen to me.

If you hadn't been
fucking around

and lying to the cops, we
wouldn't even be here right now.

Your goddamn DNA

is all over those bins
along with Kaliyah's body.

Yeah, okay,
because they're mine.

So what?

I used them to move all my shit

into K's house
when we got married.

- They been in the basement.
- So what?

So the killer stole them
along with Kaliyah and Avery?

I don't know.
It seems that way, right?

Tell me something, Tristan.

What?

Why did you get married?

'Cause Kaliyah got pregnant.

And to be honest,

I told her I would pay
to take care of it,

but she wasn't hearing
any of that.

Of course.

And then my mom found out.

So I had to do right.

You don't even know
how many times

I actually prayed to be free.

And so your prayers
were answered.

No.

Look, I know
I'm not a good guy...

...but I swear to God...

...I'm not a bad guy, either.

Honestly?

I'm not sure what the hell
I'm looking at here.

Assuming what you said before...

that this is a crime of passion,
not psychopathy...

then that motive
still lands hard on Tristan.

Because that's what the real killer

was banking on from the start.

So, let's think harder
about this disposal site.

It's remote,
which means whoever chose it

had to have had
a lot of experience there.

Years.

That's not Tristan.

He only moved here
when he married Kaliyah.

He's also not the nature type.

So, if "crime of passion,"
then "real killer"

must be someone with an intimate
knowledge of Yasper Creek,

and presumably as close
to Kaliyah, emotionally,

as her own husband.

It's-it's got to be
a family member.

No way.

Come on, we've seen how much

the loss of Kaliyah
and her daughter

has wrecked
her surviving family.

I know. But we need

to have Garcia look
into their backgrounds.

Hello, Mr. Faust. We're sorry
to trouble you at this hour.

Uh, no, no. Please, come on in.

Ryleigh's right down there.

D.A. Joy just called.

We're very sorry.

Well, at least
she's coming home.

How may we help you?

We need to speak to Jesse.

Me?

W-What for?

Maybe you want to come with us.

Are you serious?

- What's going on?
- Nothing's going on.

Jesse.

You don't understand!

No. I don't.

Jesse Poole.

Age 37, born and raised
here in Friars Town.

Carpenter by trade,
but a longtime volunteer

for the forestry service.

Spent a lot of time
around Yasper.

It's not what you think.

What do we think, Jesse?

I... I don't know.

Why'd you run?

I... I...

I'm allowed a lawyer.

Yes. Yes, you are.

We'll have you wait right here.

No. No.

Hey, what the actual fuck, huh?

You can't leave me here
with this psycho.

Can you hear me?

Hello?

- Hey!
- You think this'll work?

- Hey! What the fuck?
- Well,

it's not the craziest idea
Rossi's ever come up with.

I want my lawyer.
Get me a fucking lawyer!

D.A. Joy,
I need to talk to you.

Mrs. Poole, we understand

- how confusing this...
- You can't possible think

my husband had anything to do
with my sister's murder.

We do.

Please.

My husband is a good man.

L-Look, Jesse just
couldn't hurt a soul.

Now, if-if you don't think
this Sicarius person

is guilty, then why don't
you take another look

- at Tristan Burke?
- Oh, we did.

Somebody tried
to frame them both.

Not Jesse.

- Why?
- Yes, why?

That is the question.

With Jesse, right now,
we have two points

opportunity and means.

But what's his motive?
What does he stand to gain

by a double homicide?

The truth is,

there are only two
fundamental motives for murder:

passion or profit.

Sometimes they go
hand in hand, like here.

What? Are you gonna say
Jesse was rebuffed by my sister

and that he has plans
to kill me, too?

Well, actually,
your husband has no motive.

He's been loyal to you
to a fault.

Over the years,
with the work we do,

we've seen how the thin line

between grief and guilt
can often blur.

While it seems understandable
for a family member

to try to minimize
the reminders of the deceased,

the profile of a family member

in mourning

suggests it's far
more common for them

to do just about everything

to preserve the memories

of their lost loved one.

This house meant so much
to your sister.

She added a lot of her own
little touches, didn't she?

So, i-it's a bit curious to us

that the moment
you took possession of it,

you erased every trace of her.

From shelves in the, uh,
living room

to backsplash in the kitchen.

How dare you?

Where-where you going
with this?

Mr. Faust,

do you know the reason
why your wife

left her grandparents' house
to Kaliyah

and not to both your daughters?

Well-well,
that was just some...

I-I mean,
it-it doesn't mean anything.

"And in the event
of Kaliyah's death,

the house would belong
to Avery..."

Now you say what you want to say
or you better shut the fuck up.

Passion and profit, Ryleigh.

Your husband is in that
back room spilling his guts.

You tell us
what he's got to say.

He helped you murder
your own sister

and your precious little niece.

- No, no. No.
- You and Jesse

tried to frame Tristan.

And once you realized that lie

wasn't gonna hold... I'm guessing

you were the one
who was listening

to a popular podcast...

you thought maybe a true crime
twist might save you.

That's why you planted
the Haeberlin case.

You goddamn...
You dumb son of a bitch!

That's enough.

Ryleigh, tell 'em they're wrong.

- Tell 'em they're wrong.
- It's not fucking fair.

Kaliyah got everything
she wanted.

Ryleigh.

Everything.

And I got the scraps.

And when Mom was dying,

I cleaned up her shit.

And...

in the end, still...

...she picked Kaliyah...

...over me.

Ryleigh. No...

Ryleigh.

No.

Thank you.

"Whatever is begun in anger

ends in shame."

Benjamin Franklin.

How you doing, kid?

Been better.

Want to talk about it?

Seems like all I'm doing
is talking about it, actually.

How's that?

Counseling.

You know, for years
after Alison was murdered,

I had this one, singular focus.

Find the man who killed her
and end him.

And then...

...my life took
this crazy-ass turn.

And now I'm here, but I'm...

...I'm at a loss.

- What makes you feel that?
- For starters,

even fucking Voit
is a better profiler than me.

No, I told you,
the guy's a psycho.

- It comes naturally to him.
- I never would have profiled

Ryleigh and her husband
as suspects.

- Never.
- Because your personal experience

with family is telling you
blood doesn't betray blood.

Obviously, it can and it does,

so all this means
is you need more time

to set aside your personal bias.

I see.

I need to detach.

It'll take time. And more reps.

What if I can't hack it?

You will.

How can you be so sure?

Because I'm a great
fucking profiler.

Keep 'em closed,
keep 'em closed. Okay.

Not yet, not yet. Okay...
Okay, you can open your eyes.

- What do you think?
- Wow!

Ah! Bringing the outdoors

to the indoors. I mean...

This is pretty cool, right?

You guys,
I don't know what to say.

Wha...

I don't know, it's kind of dumb.

Henry.

Kind of dumb?

No way. No.

It's not dumb. Okay?

I mean, we used to do this
when I was a kid,

and it's all about
using your imagination.

All right? We're gonna pretend
to sleep under the stars...

No, Henry, you're right.

It is, it's a little dumb.

We could've painted
florescent stars on the ceiling.

- That would have made sense.
- No.

It's all good.

It is all good and we're gonna
have a good time

because we are gonna
make some s'mores.

We're gonna cook them
over the open stove here.

And it's gonna be great.
What do you say?

Sure. Why not?

That's what I'm talking about.

Let's go. "Dumb."

How dare you?

- Oh.
- Here.

- Dumb?
- Oh...

Not so dumb.

Oh, my.

Ooh. Is that Mr. Saturday?

Yes. Uh...

- Got his days wrong.
- Aw.

Oh, well, then, you should go.

Absolutely not.

- Sisters over misters.
- Aw.

Watch me... watch this.

Whoa. Yeah.

Seriously, though.

- Thank you for this.
- Mm.

Mm...

Do you have any idea
how many pieces

of fan mail I get in here
every single day?

You know that comes
with the territory.

- It's messed-up.
- Well...

...you'll get no argument
from me there.

So, I guess I got it
into my head that maybe...

...if I got put down,
these idiots

would realize that
I'm not a fucking hero.

That wouldn't
have worked anyway.

No, it wouldn't,
because parasites

like Brian Garrity would turn
my execution into martyrdom.

Yeah. That's right.

Yeah.

Still my fault.

All the-all the lives
I've taken,

the network of killers
I put together, my...

trial, my confessions,
it's all just...

...evolved into...

...social contagion.

And while you were away...

...saved you a whole bunch
of fan letters.

It's sad how pathetic I am,

but you know
what's even more pathetic?

Someone who makes
a show about it.

And anyone who listens to it.