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Previously on Criminal Minds: Evolution…

I should have known that a couple who met
at Al-Anon would have boundary issues.

I hate how we ended, I really do.
But I thought we could be friends.

My theory is Gold Star
is a killer trained by the government.

He's leaving a calling card.

You transferred me to help you
stop the spread of a contagion.

What I can give you, Director,
is why Gold Star kills.

If you provide actionable information,
the DOJ is prepared to offer you a deal.

You're going to agree
that I'm never charged as Sicarius,

and I'll tell you everything I know.

I think these victims were a strike team
and Gold Star wants revenge.

The BAU will work with Elias Voit.

We will not.

We will resign.

Fine with me.

We'll cooperate.

Tyler Green.
We'd like to add him on as a consultant.

No badge, no gun.

The more time we spend with Voit,

the more opportunity we have to get
ammunition that we can use against him.

So you think we might be able
to get Voit to incriminate himself?

Could be an admission or, uh, a slipup.

There's no deal in the world
that's gonna save his ass.

Who wants first crack at him?

Let's get started.

Honey.

What do you want?

Do you know where you are?

No.

No, I don't... I don't understand.

Do you know who I am?

No.

Then this will remind you.

Do something!

Please, no.

No. Don't.

Oh, no.

Please. No, no, no.
No, please.

"A powerful monster,
living down in the darkness,

growled in pain, impatient." Beowulf.

Let's get started.

Seven days.
Seven days he's been doing that.

He will not engage with me.

It doesn't make sense.

Voit's immunity is contingent
on him cooperating. So why isn't he?

Narcissism. He'd rather turn his back
on us than admit we caught him.

Except our whole strategy
is to get him to run his big mouth

so he can implicate himself.

Look, if we don't get him to talk soon,
we're boned.

You know, the first thing that
I ask myself when I talk to a convict is,

"What does he want?" What does Voit want?

He's already got it.
His deal gets him out in five years.

You said he wrote letters
to his family, right?

Sydney returned them all unopened.

Right. So the thing that Voit wants most
he's never going to get back.

Marriage, kids.

You could remind him of that,
get under his skin.

Do you think you can give me a hand?

Yeah. You know it.

Okay, you. Step it out for me.

How are you doing it?
'Cause I'm a withering rose here.

Doing what, Garcia?

Tara, our former paramours
who used to be up in our business

are currently all up in our business.
How are you managing?

What?

I mean, come on. People... People break up.

Life goes on, all right? It's fine.

Look at me. I'm-I'm... I'm completely fine.

Wha... What are you doing?

I'm using my empathic powers to stare
into your soul, and no, you aren't fine.

Well, no. I'm not fine now.

Oh. Spill your feelings to me now. Go.

Okay. Geez. I just...

I tell myself if I don't have to spend any
alone time with Rebecca,

then I'll be okay.

So, uh, I avoid the elevator.
I avoid stairwells.

I avoid the ninth floor
'cause that's where her office is,

and also the eighth and the tenth
because you can never be too safe.

Are you happy now?

Yes. Thank you.

Why? Because I'm insane?

Uh-huh. And I'm in good company
with my crazy.

Speak of the devil.

You know a guy?

Yes, I know a guy.

I need more than that

if I'm gonna sign off
on whatever you wanna do.

My background is in
psychological operations for the army.

That means disinformation.

So I have friends
who do off-the-books work for me.

So far off it's illegal?

- Of course not.
- Mm-mmm.

But one of these friends
dug into the escrow account

used to pay a strike team
Gold Star killed.

And the escrow account also rents
a storefront office on K street.

Who's running the office?

That's what I wanna find out.

I wanna stake it out,
question whoever goes in or out.

You're a consultant.

You can't bring a suspect in
for questioning.

Uh, I mean, I wasn't gonna
bring them in for questioning.

And now it's illegal.

I'll make sure we stay on the right side
of this. A lead's a lead.

I have to run this
up the flagpole.

Be prepared for the answer to be no.

It's hard for me to help you
when you put me in handcuffs.

Hey, kid. I know playing by the rules
is not your strong suit...

Yours either.

Ah, touché.

But the difference is you're here

in my good graces.

We got a case. Don't move
until I give you the green light.

Meet Caroline and Timothy Leo,
schoolteachers from Provo, Utah.

Well, actually, we can't meet them
because, this morning,

state police found their bodies
at a local campsite.

Um, why are we being called in?

Uh, the why is because Timothy Leo
was enucleated.

Whoa! Whoa!

This new 8K really lets you see
all the gooey details, doesn't it?

I asked ViCAP to flag any cases
overlapping with Gold Star's MO.

Okay. Well, Gold Star is a... an assassin
who kills other assassins.

And Voit said he would go back underground
after he eliminated the strike team. So...

We're not taking anything
Voit says at face value.

I absolutely agree.
But how do two schoolteachers fit in?

Well, that... that's not crystallized yet.

Uh, but, uh, I've done a cursory search.
I've got zilch so far.

There's no fishy bank transfers,
no secret weapons bunkers.

Cause of death
is a 9-millimeter to the chest.

Also part of Gold Star's MO.

Well, did he leave behind
an engraved bullet?

Uh, no, he did not.

Uh, well, I mean, that's...
That's his signature, right?

He wouldn't deviate from that.

No, the eyes are his signature.

That's the behavior
he's compelled to repeat.

We're taking the case.

Agreed.

Uh, problem is, one of us is gonna
have to babysit Tyler on a stakeout.

Oh, and not you, Penelope.

- I don't wanna do it.
- Um.

I'll do it.

Okay. Looks like it's you and me.

If we can stop Gold Star in Utah,
maybe we can keep Voit in prison.

Hey, you.

It's me,

pretending to be your husband.

How's it going?

Pretty slow.

I'll definitely be home for dinner.
What are you making?

The boys want breakfast for dinner.

Of course the boys
want breakfast for dinner.

They always do.

No, it's your frittata.

Oh, come on. It's so good.

You got him.

Yes, I do.

Okay, I'll see you tonight. Okay. Bye.

Bullshit.

Excuse me?

Bullshit.

A, you would never have
that conversation in front of me,

and B, no wife talks
to her husband like that.

Not after kids.

Not your wife, maybe.

Why are you doing this to me?

Doing what?

Taunting me like this.

You have over 50 bodies in two
shipping containers and I'm taunting you?

I am not Sicarius.

You made a deal admitting you were.

No, I made a deal admitting that I
connected like-minded people on a network.

- "Like-minded people."
- Yeah.

You mean serial killers.

They weren't all serial killers.

Okay.

Explain something to me, Elias.

You talked about Gold Star with Rebecca.

What's wrong with me?

I don't know.
I guess over the past seven days,

I've realized that the BAU's never
actually gonna work with a man like me.

Probably end up
"Jeffrey-Epsteining" me in my cell

before I ever see the light of day again.

- Whoa, that... that hurts my feelings.
- Aw.

That you think I care enough
about you to betray my oath.

Then why are you here?

Of all the agents
they could've sent in here,

why did they send you in to talk to me?

The agent who used my family
to manipulate me.

That was you, wasn't it?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Yeah. So, fool me twice? No.

If you're here, it's 'cause you have
some sort of ulterior motive.

I don't know what it is yet…

but I will.

So there's nothing I can do
to earn your trust?

There is one thing you could do.

You could bring my family to me.
I would like to talk to them.

Yeah, I'm... I'm not doing that.

Well, then there's nothing you can do.

What if I got Sydney
to open one of your letters?

After you cooperate.

All right. Let me see that file.

Where are the crime scene photos?

We don't give those to felons.

Well, I need them.

W-Why?

I'm a visual learner.

This is bullshit.

He just wants
as much information as possible

so he can make up whatever he wants
and keep us chasing our tails.

We agree, but it's also an opening.

Gold Star's last victim, Isaac Sanchez,
he cut out his tongue.

He'd never done that before.

Yeah, we were there.

He severed the lingual artery
at the base of the tongue.

Sanchez drowned in his own blood.

Yeah.
That's an awfully specific technique.

So we checked it against the bodies
in Voit's shipping container,

and we found a working girl
named Desiree Caldwell.

Cause of death was her tongue
being severed at the lingual artery.

We profiled Voit, and Gold Star talked
on Voit's network, and it sounds like

this is what they
could've been talking about.

They were trading techniques
like cooking recipes.

Exactly.

If I can get Voit to admit to that,

we have tied him to the bodies
in those shipping containers.

Right. Voit's deal
is only for federal prosecution.

The local jurisdictions will make sure
that he never gets out of prison.

Here's my concern.

The Director of the FBI made a deal
with Voit before he came to us.

He is not gonna let us throw a bomb
into his carefully laid plans.

If you get a confession from Voit,
it has to be airtight.

Agreed.

We'll get him on the record, Emily.

Okay.

You okay?

Yeah, I just wanna
catch Gold Star in Utah.

I hate even thinking
about us talking to Voit.

Yeah, me too.

You only hate it because you
and I both know the truth.

This guy is not Gold Star.

Victimology is off,
signature is off, MO is off.

Why don't you tell her
what you're actually thinking?

The day I listen to you over Emily…

- What?
- What, what?

Did you just say my name?

No, no. I mean, I was...
I was just, uh, thinking to myself.

Since the dad was the only one enucleated,

it's safe to say he was the target
of the unsub's anger.

And the mom was collateral damage.
Gold Star's never had a problem with that.

Oh.

The ME just emailed his final report.

Huh.

What?

Apparently, Timothy Leo's
shoelaces were removed.

Well, the wife was wearing slippers.

Could be just OCD behavior
on the part of the unsub.

Or it could be military training,
which we know Gold Star has.

No, that's a reach.

This is what you see
in involuntary commitment

to keep the patients
from hanging themselves.

What about rehabs?

Some. Why?

Well, the night the Leos were killed,

they surrendered their son
to a detox/rehab school in Sundance Valley

for opiate abuse.

Maybe that's a trigger…

…for Gold Star.

I gotta be honest,
I'm still stuck on no bullet.

We have the enucleation.

And there's a lot of nutjobs out there
with a thing for eyes.

We can't silo our thinking.

Tha... Fair enough.

I'll tell you what,

I will consider that this isn't Gold Star,
if you'll consider that it is.

Then how do we prove it either way?

We start with the son, Philip.

Commitment was involuntary.

He might have some thoughts.

Uh-huh.

- Good news?
- Yeah.

Tara and Tyler have permission
to stake out the building,

so maybe they can find out something about
Gold Star that even Voit doesn't know.

Thanks.

So, who'd you piss off
to keep me company?

Oh. You kidding me?

Haven't been on a stakeout
since I was a field agent.

This is awesome.

Well, just watch what you eat.

Fast food smell lingers
in a car like this.

Actually, there's a vegan place
a block back we could try.

That's worse. Too much fiber.

Yeah.

So, how many
off-the-books friends do you have?

I don't know, couple ex-agency guys.

Trained with them overseas.

Oh, yeah? Where was that?

All over, really, but, uh…

got my start in Afghanistan.

Nuristan Province.

You were in Nuristan?

Not Wanat, I hope.

Oh. Bad as they say?

What...

What are you doing here?

The Attorney General ordered
DOJ oversight on your stakeout.

And sent you?

I-I... Trust me. I didn't volunteer.

Please tell me that's not perfume.

- It's her deodorant.
- I don't wear perfume.

Huh.

What do you see?

Your obsolescence.

Sorry?

Serial killers were all the rage
in the '90s, but now?

Come on.

What budding sociopath
wants to be an unknown subject?

That's not where the clicks are.

What are you saying?
Gold Star wants attention?

- No.
- He's an assassin.

He's too controlled for that.

I didn't say he was an assassin.
You said that.

Trained killer.

National security threat.

He took out a strike team.

Uh, a profile we built partially
off the information you gave Rebecca.

But not an assassin.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

Huh?

You don't know anything.

Yes, I do.

No, you don't.

You... You've been tap dancing
since the day we arrested you.

- I know what I'm talking about.
- Well, then prove it.

I talked to Gold Star.

You talked to Gold Star?

Yes.

- Where? On your network?
- Mm-hmm.

What did you talk about?

Social contagion.

- Social...
- Contagion.

The spread of behavior based on
what you're exposed to.

How it manipulates you, infects you.

Gold Star was more infected than most.

I know what social contagion means.

I also know

you used that specific word
"contagion" with the Director

to get your deal.

You know, you never get the privacy
you deserve in federal custody.

This is why the Director came
to you for help.

You must have seen
a lot of social contagion

on your network, right?

I mean, that's... that's
what the whole network is for, isn't it?

One killer infects another
with his thinking.

It's a process.

You could say that.

So who infected Gold Star then?

Because his sadism escalated
with every kill,

ending with Isaac Sanchez.

Is that the one with the tongue?

He severed the lingual artery.

Where would he learn that?

What's a lingual artery?

It's a very precise place to cut someone.

Hmm.

It's not something you teach an assassin.

That's all for today.

Uh.
No, I still have more questions.

I have no more answers,

but I'll let you know
when I'm ready to talk again.

Agents, thanks for coming in.

Detective Shah. Good to see you again.

This is BAU team leader, Emily Prentiss.

We have a conference room ready for you,
and Philip Leo is in the interview room.

Since he's a minor,
we'll need a lawyer in there with him.

Actually, you don't.

Max Cody with the Patton School.
Philip enrolled yesterday.

You don't have any jurisdiction here,
Mr. Cody.

Uh, no, he does.

Utah is the only state in the nation

where parents can legally assign
custodial rights to a private institution.

In light of what happened, the school has
granted you permission to talk to Philip.

Do you think he had anything to do
with his parents' murder?

What, like one of his dealers?

No. Philip's a good kid
who just needs a kick in the ass.

Is that part of your program?
Corporal punishment?

No, but tough love is.

And I've never seen anyone
kill their parents over that.

We have.

I'm Agent Emily Prentiss with the FBI.
Are you up for some questions?

Yes.

Yes, I'll talk.

They're dead because of me.

They are? How?

Do you know how many times I fantasized
about murdering my mom and dad?

And now that it's happened, it's...

It's all my fault.

No.

Just because you wanted this,
it doesn't mean you did it.

You sure? 'Cause it feels that way.

Yes, I'm sure.

What you're feeling right now,
that's guilt.

And whoever did this,
he doesn't feel guilt.

So let's start there, okay?

Can you think of anyone
who would be capable of doing this?

Maybe somebody who was mad
at your mom and dad for some reason?

No.

No?

Nobody was ticked off
that Mom and Dad sent you away?

Dad didn't send me away. Mom did.

Dad hated places like Patton.

He did? Why?

He... He used to teach at one.

At a rehab?

It wasn't called that.

It was called, uh…

…a behavioral modification program.

But it was a really bad one.

One of those places
where they kick the shit out of the kids.

They had to close it down.

Philip, this is very important.

Can you think of the name of the program
where your dad taught?

No.

Why?

Come on. That can't be a coincidence.

Maybe our unsub went to one
of these schools.

Well, we pulled the family's W-2s.

There's no record
of a place like the son described.

If it was abusive, he might not wanna
publicize he worked there.

We also researched
behavioral modification programs.

The only place that matched was an LLC
named Stuart House,

but they pulled up roots in 2015.

We're checking, but… …that
place was granola and equine therapy.

They had zero records of abuse.

So then it was another program,
and somebody's hiding it.

Hiding?

Yes. What do we know about Gold Star?

He's driven by vengeance.

If he was abused in one of these programs,

he's come back to complete his mission.

And just like the strike team,

these victims don't want us to know
what they did to him.

I'm sorry. Who is Gold Star?

Uh, it's another unsub.
We're not sure it's him.

No... I am.

Detective, assemble your officers.
We are ready to deliver the profile.

No, we're not.

We're not.

You know, it's called silent mode
for a reason.

Which is fine,
unless you carry your phone in your purse.

Can we turn the AC on in here please?

I mean, you can leave.

All right. I get it.
You don't want me here.

Jesus, you don't have to be such a...

- Such a what, Rebecca?
- Nothing.

No, please continue.

What's the one word we said
we would never say to each other...

- That was a different time.
- Yeah. Well, it was, okay?

So, why don't we just get out
in the open why I am such a that word?

I know why.

Tyler, would you like to know?

I really don't.

I made mistakes.

I made mistakes, sure.

But my mistakes got a man off
of death row.

- Your mistakes, Rebecca...
- How many times do I have to go over this?

I was under orders. I couldn't tell you.

And Doug Bailey is dead, okay? He's dead.

Did you ever think that maybe if you came
clean from the beginning,

he'd still be alive?

Every day.

Who wants vegan?

You never would have done that to Hotch.

Never.

All right. Convince me.
Give me your profile.

Gold Star was handed off to the school
where Timothy Leo taught.

He suffers horrendous trauma.

Beatings, deprivation,
possible sexual abuse.

He gets out. He becomes a hired killer.

And when he takes the strike force out,

it awakens something in him.

He becomes an injustice collector,

and he goes back to where it all started.

Okay, here's mine.

Somebody's angry at parents
who give their kids up to reform schools.

Bing, bang, boom. No Gold Star required.

Dave, it has to be him.

- It has to be.
- Why?

Because we have one job.

We catch killers.

And if we have to rely on Voit
to do that job...

Treat him like
he's one of us, like he has value?

Fuck that noise.

That's not profiling.
That's confirmation bias.

And you know how I know?
Because I have it too.

You think Voit isn't making me crazy?
Of course he is.

Well, then why did you agree
to that goddamn deal?

So you wouldn't quit.

Is that what you're mad about?
That I took the deal?

He buried you in the ground.

I know.

He shot one of our own in the face
like it was nothing.

I know, and that's why I'm seeing...

Well, let's just say some weird shit.

And when that happens, I have to dig down
and see what's there,

and not see what I wanna see.

And, Emily, I don't see Gold Star here.

Then who is it?

And where is he?

- No, no, no, no, no.
- Ruby, please.

This isn't fair.

Well, it's not the end of the world.

I just don't want your friends
driving you home from the party.

Yeah, I can take an Uber!

I'm not crazy about that.

I hear horror stories about girls
in the backs of those things.

Then Beth's mom could give me a ride.

I don't love that either.
Beth's mom's wrecked three cars.

Dad would let me.

Well, we're not at Dad's house.
We're at my house.

So, let's talk about this tomorrow.
Okay, Roobs?

Okay?

I love you.

Hey.

- What-What's wrong?
- Uh, no. No.

It's been empty all night.

Where's Tyler?

Oh, the vegan didn't agree with him.

Oh. Mmm.

So, uh, it's just... Since we have a sec,
I thought maybe we could talk.

Um, because you deserve to know
what I know about Gold Star.

Uh, the short answer is nothing.

Yeah, Gold Star was code-word-classified,

and I wasn't part of the in-crowd.

I didn't know
Doug Bailey would get killed over it.

You didn't think to ask, though, either.

No, I didn't.

I was being set up to take the fall.

So... It's just, sometimes,
in my job, it's better not to know.

Well, now we do.

Yep.

You wanna know the real reason
why I've been such a bitch to you?

- I thought we covered that.
- No, we did not.

The real reason is that everyone-…

…everyone who's known
about Gold Star has been killed.

I was, uh... I was just worried
that could be you.

Funny. I was worried about you.

Man, that food
really did a number on Tyler.

I mean, listen,
it was pretty fibrous, you know.

Dude.

What?

Hey, man. This is a stakeout, all right?

It's not a children's party.

Hey.

What took so long?

Uh, my burrito had flaxseeds in it.
That's all I'm gonna say.

Well, that and I think in the interest
of our gut health, we should call it.

- No one's showing up.
- Yeah.

Sorry to waste your time, guys.

Wait, wait. Stop.

What the hell?

What's wrong?

Voit's up to something.

JJ, go ahead. Rossi's here.

So you're saying
Voit and Gold Star did talk?

They did.

I tried to connect him to the shipping
containers, but he saw me coming.

Now he's shut us down.

So he stopped talking again?

Worse.

His lawyer filed a petition
with the Attorney General.

According to the email,

"Agent Jareau has proven herself
untrustworthy

and my client will not communicate
with her further."

Fine. Let him rot.

Uh, it's not that simple.

Rebecca called.

She said the Director told her
that if the BAU can't get it done,

he's going to find another unit that can.

What the hell is this?

Why is he out to get us?

It seems like as long
as Voit dangles Gold Star,

the Director will bend over
backwards for him.

Okay. So Voit's petition only named JJ.

This is what we're gonna do.
Luke, you're going in.

And what makes you think
he's gonna talk to me?

You arrested him.

But here's the hard part.

You need to pretend to be scared of him.

Seriously?

We have to give him
the illusion of power and control.

So, JJ, you have worked with Voit
up till now. I want you in Luke's ear.

I want you both profiling every syllable.

You got it.

This is not getting better.

I know.

We got something.

Kidnapping just got reported in.
Could be your guy.

Based on what?

According to the witness,
the victim, Nancy Daley,

worked at a mental health facility.

- He left a witness?
- Yeah, her daughter.

I'm sorry.

I-I didn't even see his face.

He was wearing a hoodie.

Ruby, it's okay.

Now, why don't you tell me
what you did see?

There was one weird thing.

Oh, God. This is gonna sound so stupid…

but his boots,

they didn't have any laces in them.

Ruby, that's not stupid.

That's incredibly helpful.

Now, your mom,

you told Detective Shah
she worked in mental health.

Was she a doctor?

No.

Receptionist.

Where?

I don't know.

A lot of places.

I'd have to go through her computer,

but she saved every email ever.

I'd need the world's best hacker
to make sense of it.

Well, we might have somebody like that.

All right, cat and cougar,
hang on to your flea collars

because I may have found a place

that Timothy Leo
and Nancy Daley both worked at.

And I did. It's called the Stuart House.

- We took them off the list.
- Of course.

This place looks squeaky-clean.
But see, I never trust the squeaky-clean.

It always means there's dirtier dirt
underneath their rocks,

and in this case that dirt takes
the form of a secret annex

where they employed special
adjustment methods for their youths.

Do you have an address?

No, there's nothing in Nancy's file.
There's nothing public either.

- Crikey.
- What?

Wha... Somebody with vast pockets
and a very fancy Internet scrubber

went to great lengths to hide this place.

A big man can admit when he's wrong.

Let's work backwards.

If there was abuse,
there were police records.

Whoever's hiding this, can't hide that.

I love the way you think.

I'm cross-referencing
Salt Lake criminal records and... Oh...

Aiden Keller.

Uh, he was arrested for removing the
eyeballs of an orderly who molested him.

I am pinging where his cell phone is now.

It's there. It's at that very same annex
where all the eyeball vengeance happened.

It was leased by Stuart House,
and it was abandoned in 2015.

Garcia, is there any overlap
between Aiden Keller and Gold Star?

- Maybe. What am I looking for?
- Geography.

Does Aiden Keller's GPS
overlap with the strike force murders?

Okay. I'm gonna have to
go through multiple jurisdictions.

- Can I hit you back?
- Okay. Hurry. Let's go.

Agent Alvez.

It's your turn, huh?

I'm not thrilled about it either.

All right, buddy.
Let's see your best impression.

Time to act small and scared.

What's the matter, Lucas?

Had to bring some muscle in
in case I bite?

Well, I don't. So have a seat.

Good.

Now,

let's get started.

Does it bug you?

Does what bug me?

Does it bug you that
your entire team is smarter than you?

Ouch. Take a second.

Pretend your ego's hurt. That'll give him
a false sense of superio...

Actually, I know
my team is smarter than me.

Hmm.

I also know they're smarter than you,
'cause you're in a cell,

and me and my team, we're gonna sleep
in our own beds tonight.

Fair enough. Fair enough.

But…

JJ came in here and she wiped out hard,

and now the agent
who put me in handcuffs is in here.

So what am I supposed to think, Luke?

The only reason I'm here is
because Agent Prentiss ordered me to be.

She thought that if I could get you
to feel like you're in control,

that maybe you'd open up.

- Hmm.
- But you don't wanna play games.

That's fine by me.

I don't wanna play games either.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, hey.

That is the first true thing
you or Jennifer has told me

the entire time I've been in here.

So why don't you come back in,
have a seat,

and I will pay you the same respect.

Would you like to know
why your team is so bad at this?

Says the guy behind bars.

Well,

you're bad at this because,
for example, when Jennifer was in here,

she never once asked me
the one obvious question.

Which is what?

Which is
why is the Behavioral Analysis Unit

assigned to investigate
a national security threat?

We weren't assigned.
We stumbled into it, thanks to you.

Yeah, which only proves my point.

You are out of your depth,

because Gold Star
is more than a serial killer,

more than an assassin.

Well, then what is he? What is Gold Star?

Well, to answer that question, we're gonna
have to accept one simple fact.

And that is,

all this... your little profile here…

it's all wrong.

And it's gonna get people killed.

You remember this?

They used to use it on us
when we were bad.

We learned really quickly
what we were supposed to do

when this thing came out.

But the worst…

was when it would come out just because.

So, Nancy, if you're wondering
why I'm doing this…

it's just because.

N-No!

How are we gonna get people killed, Elias?

You got a tunnel vision problem.

You only know one way to catch a bad guy.

MO, victimology, signatures.
It's fucking boring.

Social contagion.

- Is that how we're gonna catch Gold Star?
- Well, you're getting warmer.

Keep him going.
This is where he traps himself.

Great. Um...

Well, then let's get into it.

'Cause I gotta be honest,
I had to google the term.

Allow me to educate you.

It used to be difficult
to convince someone to take a life,

but now, today,

it's easy.

All you have to do is go on the Internet
and tell a big lie.

So big that some people
don't know it's a lie.

You know, I thought I was going crazy.

I actually thought that
maybe none of it had even happened.

But it did, didn't it?

Please.

I have a daughter.

Tell me you didn't hurt her.

Hurt her?

Why would I hurt her, Nancy?

I'm doing this to save her.

I'm doing this to save all the children.

There's a term for that kind of threat.

Jennifer couldn't see it…

but you can, can't you?

He's a conspiracy theorist.

Guess you are the smart one
on the team after all.

Imagine a man...

A soldier, if you will...

Who was groomed by his abusive upbringing

and indoctrinated by his training
to believe this lie.

That man would be so dangerous

that he would have to be killed
before he could spread it.

And if that failed,

if that man killed the men
who came to kill him,

well, then maybe... just maybe...
The director of the FBI himself

would make the BAU
work with a man like me to stop him.

The question is, will you?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You see, I wanna believe you,

but you didn't save me last time.

Aiden Keller, FBI.

- Help me.
- Drop the knife.

Wait. No, no. You don't understand!

Wait, wait, wait. We will listen,
but you gotta drop that knife.

You don't know...
You don't know what they did.

We do. We do, Aiden.

And that's why we need you
to tell us about Gold Star.

Can you do that?

Can you tell us about Gold Star?

You wanna know what this is about?

I'll show you.

Dave!

Oh, my God.

My daughter.
Oh, God. Is she all right?

She's fine.

She's at the station.

These men will take you to her.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

And now we are back to where we started,
which is how you will get people killed.

Because you don't understand
how conspiracy theories work,

not really.

What are we missing?

Go ahead, Garcia.

I have terrible news.

There's no way that
Aiden Keller could be Gold Star.

He was voluntarily committed
up until a week ago.

Well, a week ago is when Gold Star
was doing his disgustingness.

So all this was about Aiden's revenge,
Gold Star was never a part of it.

Afraid so, boss.

You were right.

I saw what I wanted to see.

No one's immune.

Not your team.

Not even you.

Me?

Mm-hmm.

Look, I got all my shots,

and I'm pretty sure that
my vote was counted correctly.

So, what am I missing?

I have a secret…

…and you have
to decide if it's true or false.

What is it?

Well, it's not the sort of thing
you want to be overheard.

So, come closer. I'll whisper it to you.

It'll help you figure out
what you're missing with Gold Star.

Or... It's your funeral.

Luke,

do not get close to him.

Fine.

What's your secret?

Injure. Jean. Fear. Dot XYQ.

What?

I don't understand that.

That's not true.

There's only one way to find out.

You're gonna have to do your own research.

That'll be fun.

It's not true, you son of a bitch.
You know that's not true!

- Hey, Luke! Come on!
- I know you're a liar.

- I know you're a fucking liar!
- Luke, let go! Come on. Go.

You know it's true, Lucas.

You know it's true!

What did you say to him?

You're gonna have to
talk to your buddy about that one.

Hey, Jennifer.

Who's infected now?