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Previously on "Criminal
Minds: Evolution"...

It's a copy of your work phone.

You cloning that phone
put a price on my head.

- Sorry.
- Me too.

[ Door bangs ] FBI!

Drop the weapon!

Director Madison: If
you provide the Bureau

with actionable
information that leads to

the apprehension and
conviction of Gold Star,

the DOJ is prepared
to offer you a deal.

What is North Star?

North Star is where
it all starts.

- What?
- This Stuart House place was the perfect crucible

to create serial killers.

A white paper that Jason
Gideon and I drafted

but never submitted.

You're saying that somebody
got ahold of this paper

and created Gold Star out of it?

It began with North Star,

and North Star is us.

♪

[ Breathing heavily ]

♪

Man, what is this?

[ Thudding ]

♪

[ Grunts ]

[ Strains ]

[ Exhales ]

Where am I?

[ Footsteps approaching ]

You.

Me.

We... We talked at the bar.

You, uh...

D-Did you spike my drink?

I'm going to give you one chance

to tell the truth.

If you don't...

What is that?

What is all this?!

Why her?

What?

Why did you do this to her?

[ Scoffs ]

Her who?

[ Whirring ]

[ Screaming ] Oh, stop!

Oh, what the
fuck?! Oh, my God.

Why her?

Why Emma?

[ Sobbing ]

♪

Did you knock her out first?

♪

Uh...

Yeah. Y-Yeah, man,
I-I knocked her out.

[ Groans ]

This is fucked!

[ Sobbing ] Why
are you doing this?

Did you take turns?

W-What?

No! No, no, no, no, no, no!

Did you take turns?

All of you.

[ Crying ] Y-Yeah,
yeah, yeah, sure.

♪

Who else was there?

Who else? I want names.

Uh... T-Tony.

And?

Um...

D-Darren.

And, uh, David.

♪

There was no Darren,

and there was no David.

And I told you,

you only get one chance.

No, no, no. No, no, nooooo!

No!

[ Screaming ]

♪

[ Continues screaming ]

[ Gasping and gurgling ]

[ Hand squeaking ]

♪

[ Muffled scream ]

♪

[ Whirring ]

[ Liquid draining ]

♪

[ Baby crying ]

♪

[ Crying continues ]

♪

[ Crying continues ]

♪

[ Crying continues ]

♪

Emma Song: Roger?

I'm on it.

♪

[ Crying continues ]

♪

Okay, okay, shh.

Shhhhhh.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Ooh.

[ Crying ]

It's okay, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.

Hiiiii.

Mmm.

There you go.

Hmm?

You feel like letting Mommy and
Daddy sleep a little more, hmm?

Sure you do.

[ Softly ] Okay.

♪

Rossi: "Through pride, we
are ever deceiving ourselves.

But deep down below the surface
of the average conscience,

a still, small voice says to us,

"something is out of tune."

Carl Jung.

So you get any sleep last night?

After finding out that our
research is behind Gold Star?

Yeah. I slept like a baby.

I know we have a
lot on our plate,

but we still have our day jobs,

and Bethesda, Maryland,
needs our help.

Yeah, the local
cops are reeling.

We have three disappearances...

Alan George, Tony
Moon, and Craig Park.

Disappearances? No bodies?

No, but three men of the same
race and the same zip code...

Bethesda isn't
taking any chances.

Any evidence of foul play?

They found Craig Park's watch

with some of his
residual DNA on it.

The band had a monogrammed
clasp with Craig's initials,

so it was like dumb luck that
the police recovered it at all.

All right, if this is an
UnSub, he certainly has a type.

Okay, so if our UnSub is
racially profiling his victims,

we need to keep two
conflicting ideas in our head

at the same time.

One... he's a racist
and he hates them.

And two... he
identifies with them.

Well, without bodies, it's
going to be hard to profile.

I mean, we need to determine
abduction and murder locations,

or all we're left
with is victimology.

Well, that and timeline.

The first two
victims disappeared

within a week of each other.

Craig was only two days later.

Okay, so it's cooling-off
period's getting shorter.

Could be on a
mission or a spree.

I need you two to stop him
before he completes either.

Just out of curiosity,

what's the next
step with Gold Star

now that we know that
the BAU is the North Star

behind the monster?

We're working on it.

♪

And what is this?

Uh, Tara and I categorized all
the overlapping characteristics

between your paper
and Gold Star.

Wow.

And you and Gideon were really
out on a limb with this shit.

You were talking about
epigenetics back in the '90s?

That's partly why
we didn't publish.

You can't think of anyone

who would have had
access to this back then?

No, we buried it so
nobody could find it.

But somebody did.

Okay, let's start
with an analysis of...

whose handwriting is this?

Uh, mine.

Your T's have a loop.

Means you're sensitive
to criticism,

might be paranoid.

No, I'm...

You got me.

I was just reinstated
as team leader.

I gotta flex a little bit.

Okay, so let's start
with epigenetics,

because that's how the Gold Star
program found its candidates.

What do we know?

Right. So the field
originated in 1942,

but it didn't take off until the
genome was mapped in the 2000s.

It revolves around
the question of

how our genes are affected
by environmental factors.

Diet, sleep, smoking.

Exactly. But when it gets to
the question of mental illness,

that is when the science gets...

and I mean this in the
most technical of senses...

bananas.

Especially in the
case of Gold Star

where the experiment was,

can you identify emerging
psychopathy in kids,

then promote it, direct
it, and control it?

And that gets us
to Stuart House.

That whole site was an
experiment in creating

psychopaths, starting
during the pubescent years.

Yeah, but we're still
stuck on who started it.

I mean, whoever did,

they have done a hell
of a job of hiding it.

Where are we with
Sebastian Gaspar?

Not talking. He's
not going to.

He'll make bail,
flee the country.

We can declare
him a flight risk.

Ah, he's gotten out of prisons
worse than D.C. lockup.

Okay. Tara, you and
Mr. Sensitive here

keep working on the breakdown.

Emily, I could use a
hand with something.

♪

[ Sighs ]

What's all this?

BAU files from
1993 through 1997.

All of them?

Well, evidence
logs are mixed in.

We have to do a hand search

to see who might have
checked out my paper.

Oh.

Hey, we didn't have
Penelope Garcia back then.

All we had was Jill.

Jill?

Jill!

Ah, Jill.

Let's talk to her.

She helped you guys
in the beginning.

- No.
- Why not?

She had access to the
paper, didn't she?

Probably.

Well, then what
are we waiting for?

Garcia can track her down,
and we can ask her...

Stop.

Now, in all the time
we've worked together,

I've never played this card,
but I'm playing it now.

I am forbidding you
from contacting Jill.

Ah...

forbidding?

This job has cost her more
than you and me combined.

And that's saying a lot.

So do not bother her.

It's just, I've never
been forbidden before.

That's adorable.

I mean it, Emily.

Okay, I won't bother her.

Thank you.

Now, if you would... Ooh.

Together, we can
aggravate our asthma

by going through these boxes.

I don't have asthma.

You will in about an hour.

[ Baby cooing ]

[ Cooing ][ Chuckles ]

[ Cooing ]

[ Door closes ]

♪

I didn't hear you come
to bed last night.

I was in the basement.

You must be exhausted.

Yeah.

I fell asleep in the nursery

trying to put the
baby back to sleep.

[ Voice breaking ] I'm
never gonna love him.

Don't say that.

[ Crying ] It's true.

I'm never gonna love him.

I'm defective.

You're not defective.

Dr. Moreno told us you
were at risk for this.

- It's postpartum depression.
- It's not...

It's not depression.

Emma...

we have a son,

and he needs you.

I have a son.

You didn't have him. I did.

And I know that's not fair.

It's not fair that you're
doing all the work.

It's not fair that I thought
we could get past this,

but we can't.

I can't.

I found number three.

Is that why you
were up all night?

Yes.

Did he admit it?

No. Those cowards.

They never admit it.

Did you make him suffer?

I did.

Good.

But there were four.

I've already found him.

I wanna be there the next time.

Because I can do what you can't.

I can get him to admit it.

If I do this last
one, will you...

Can you be a mom? Please?

Yes. Once I know they're gone,

then I can lie.

Then I can pretend.

Then I will be
the best mom ever.

♪

And we can be a family?

We can try.

♪

Ah.

Hey, excuse me.

'Sup?

Can I ask you a question?

Do you know Emma?

You do, don't you?

I don't know an Emma, bro.

Can... Can I show
you something?

[ Gasps and grunts ] Aah! Aah!

[ Grunting ]

[ Weakly ] Please...
Please don't kill me.

I'm not going to.

My wife is.

Aah! Aah!

Okay, so the science of
epigenetics works like this.

Our genes can actually
turn on and off,

which happens, you know,

when you're
developing in the womb

or if you're trying to manage
a low-fat, high-protein diet.

Which is why some people
are genetically stronger,

others prone to epilepsy.

Right. What the
white paper asked,

and what Gold Star's version of
Dr. Mengeles experimented with,

is, can we turn
empathy off and on?

Right. Situational
psychopathy,

which, as you can imagine,
would be an incredible tool

for training soldiers or snipers
or even first responders.

May I pull Tyler onto a job?

There's a resource that may help
us get to the bottom of this.

Yeah, sure.

You're not gonna mess with
my head again, are you?

Of course I am,
but not with this.

Does the name Jason Gideon
mean anything to you?

Uh, just what Garcia told me.

He and Rossi started
the BAU, right?

Yeah, back in the 1980s,

down in the basement
of Quantico,

trying to solve cold cases

with some cockamamie
thing called a profile.

And walked away, didn't he?

He did.

Uh, this job took a
mental toll on him.

And then a physical one.

He was murdered
by a serial killer

who was obsessed
with him in 2015.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Does the name Jill Gideon
mean anything to you?

Mnh-mnh. Dr. Jill Gideon,

Jason's ex-wife.

They split up in 1999,
but even after they did,

she was still the only
therapist he trusted.

That's how I got to know her.

They would do sessions
in his office.

You think she might know
something about the white paper?

I-I think she helped write it.

Jill was a silent partner in
getting the BAU off the ground.

Jason wanted it that way
because he was afraid

their work might
put her at risk.

That's understandable,

considering what
happened to him.

Here's the clincher.

Jill's specialty was
biological psychology.

That's a field that studies

how genes and physiology
shape our psychology.

Sound familiar?

Epigenetics. That is correct.

Garcia gave me her home address.

I'm hoping you can
help me recruit her.

Why me? You have a
certain skill set

that can be very persuasive.

Let's hit the road.
You're driving.

♪

[ Bell rings, door opens ]

Ah, Vincent!

Shh, shh, shh.

Gentlemen, the last
time I checked,

Mr. Voit was allowed
attorney-client privilege.

[ Camera beeps off ]

Now it's safe for us to speak.

Where are we with my sentence?

You already pled guilty.

Your sentencing
hearing is next week.

There's rumors that my
deal's not going through.

No, no, no, no. The
Attorney General's office

has officially reduced the
charges to manslaughter

and kidnapping a federal agent.

Your deal isn't just
going through, my friend.

It is gone.

Great.

There's one more thing
I need your help with.

I need you to find something.

It's kind of a...

"break glass in case of
emergency" contingency.

Elias. I am your lawyer...

Mm-hmm... not your TaskRabbit.

Why's your shirt
wrinkled? Excuse me?

Your shirt. Why
is it wrinkled?

Well, I was in a hurry to
see my favorite client.

Well, remember when your
favorite client hired you

and I was complaining about
how my wife sold me out,

and you told me that the
secret to a successful marriage

is a woman who knows her place?

Like your wife?

Who cooks and cleans

and irons your shirts.

Something tells me your
wife's forgotten her place.

We separated last month.

Well... And thanks for fishing,

but my business is my business.

Not for long.

Pretty soon half
of your business

is gonna be her business.

Be a shame if something
happened to her.

Good thing you don't
know someone who knows

a lot of someones who could
make that something happen.

♪

[ Softly ] Where am I going?

Grab a pen.

You're gonna want
to write this down.

♪

So what's the, uh...
what's the plan

when we knock on
Jill Gideon's door?

I know this is weird,
but I can't tell you.

Can you tell me why not?

Uh, because if I tell you,
you'll be psychologically primed

to act a certain
way around Jill.

I'm trying to avoid that.

I just want you to be you.

♪

I don't want to be
that guy anymore.

Sorry?

I don't want to be that guy.

I get that I have a certain
reputation, but, um...

I'm trying to do better.

What are you talking about?

I know what my value
is to this team.

You need me to do the
off-the-books, black-bag stuff,

and I get it. I've
done some things.

- I'm not proud of them.
- Look, maybe at first...

I just... let me get
through this, please.

When we meet Jill,

I don't want to
knock her unconscious

or pull out her fingernails

or shoot her in the
knee to get her to talk.

I want to stay on the
right side of the law.

What do you think
we're going to do?

Well, you said I had
a certain skill set.

I didn't mean that.

Oh.

What did you mean?

Polite. Non-Violent.

Got it.

Can do.

[ Engine starts ]

Can you just forget that
I said all the, uh...

Oh, just, uh, fucking drive.

Yeah.

We might have an MO
and an explanation

as to why we don't
have anything else.

Lab came back with the breakdown
of the recovered watch.

Anything we can profile off it?

Yeah. A chemical that ate almost
everything except the rubber.

A mixture of sulfuric acid
and hydrogen peroxide.

He dissolves the bodies.

Yeah. Everyone thinks you're
supposed to use hydrochloric acid.

That stuff takes weeks.
This takes three hours.

They call it piranha solution.

This UnSub doesn't just
want to kill these men.

He wants to obliterate them.

There's a victimology
connection we're missing.

Yeah, well, maybe Penelope
can help us find it.

I mean, your average technical
analyst isn't even gonna

look at the junk
folder, but not me, no.

See, I want to wade through the
trash until I find treasure.

I want to go through
all the meaningless

until I find something of value.

It's why you and I
are finally friends.

Finally. What did you find?

Uh, I found an anonymous
e-mail with a bunch

of numbers and letters
where the dot-com should be,

and it is why all of
the victims' servers

flagged it as spam.

But it's our UnSub?

Well, I would think so,
considering the tone

of each e-mail is, uh, similar.

Whoa.

It would seem our UnSub thinks
these men got his wife pregnant,

either willingly or unwillingly.

I'm guessing unwillingly.

All right, do any
of our victims have

a history of sexual violence?

Yes. One does. Alan George.

Sexual assault conviction.

All right. That
would give us motive.

Yeah. One that leads
to a pregnancy. Thanks.

- Yeah.
- Thanks, friend.

You're welcome, friend.

♪

[ Gasps ]

♪

Okay, first of all,
you got the wrong guy.

I don't think so.

I don't know who the
hell you think I am,

but I-I didn't do that.

I would never do that.

I'm not the one you
have to convince.

♪

Oh, God.

Remember me?

Oh, God!

Now admit what you did.

[ Gags and vomits ]

[ Coughs ]

That sounds like a confession.

♪

Honey?

I can't.

I can't do it.

I thought I was strong
enough, but I'm not.

It's okay.

I can be strong
enough for both of us.

♪

What the fuck is this?

♪

What the fuck is this?!

[ Whirring ]

[ Screaming ]

♪

Jill: No solicitors.
Thank you.

Jill? It's SSA Emily Prentiss.

Do you remember me?

Hello? Emily...

from the BAU? That
Emily Prentiss?

Yeah. Oh, my God.

It's so nice to hear your
voice. How have you been?

Uh, good. I was wondering...

How's Hotch? How's he doing?

Um, he left the unit
a couple years ago.

Oh. Well, what
about Derek Morgan?

Also left.

Uh, Spencer?

Yeah, sabbatical. Oh.

Um, I was wondering
if we could talk.

We have a situation that
needs your attention.

Oh. Hmm. Let me think.

Yeah, no. Absolutely not.

But thanks for stopping by.

N... Jill. It's important.

[ Sighs ] Do you
remember the paper

"Controllable Variables on
Emerging Teenage Psychopathy"?

Someone released
it into the wild.

[ Lock clicks ]

Fuck me.

Come on in.

You holding?

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Put it right in there.

I hate guns.

Close it.

Okay, so walk me
through this shitstorm.

Ah.

[ Beep, whirring ]

♪

It's... over.

It's finally over.

Honey?

No, you're right.

It is.

[ Liquid draining ]

Why don't I feel better?

[ Baby crying ]

♪

I'll get him.

[ Crying continues ]

♪

Got another one. Number four.

Jeremy Moy.

Yeah.

Did he get a spam e-mail?

He did. He told his fiancé

he got a strange e-mail
about someone named Emma.

His fiancé is bringing
the laptop in for Garcia.

Fiancé. Is that
spelled correctly?

Yes, it is.

That changes everything.

Yes, it does. [ Sighs ]

Okay, uh, found it.

E-mail from the UnSub.

What? What does it say?

Uh, Penelope, could you...?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, of course.

♪

Oh, God.

♪

I'm so sorry for your loss.

That e-mail...
what did it say?

This may be hard to hear.

Why? What did it say?

"You raped Emma,
and you know it."

[ Crying ] I don't...

I know how hard
this must be, but...

I-I have to ask.

Did Jeremy ever show
any signs of violence?

What?

No.

No, Jeremy and I
grew up thinking

that who we had sex with
would get us killed.

And then the world changed.

Suddenly, not only
could we get married,

but everyone was fine with it.

And now you're telling
me that Jeremy is dead

because of someone he
didn't have sex with?

Somebody he couldn't
have sex with.

We had just picked
out our tuxes.

♪

We need you to come to Quantico

and help us with
the white paper.

I... I can't.

Look, I understand
how difficult it is

to get back into the
headspace of a profiler.

And I can't imagine
what you've been through

since Jason... Stop.

Jason died nine years ago.

I have mourned that loss. I
have processed that grief.

I have moved on.

Then why not help us?

Because of a certain
agent I'm fearful

you are still working with.

Who? About yay high,

writes books, has
a goatee he thinks

makes him look
very distinguished.

Rossi?

What could you possibly
have against David Rossi?

He's the best agent
I've ever worked with.

Ha.

Jill, no offense.
I loved Jason.

He loved you back.

That... That
actually means a lot.

Mm. But, uh, what
I'm trying to...

Please don't think
I'm speaking ill

of the dearly departed
when I say this,

but Jason could be a little...

Dramatic.

Melodramatic. Histrionic.

Yes. And David Rossi is
the opposite of all that.

Let me ask you something.

What was the reason
David Rossi gave you

for leaving the BAU in 1997?

He was sick of the
FBI bureaucracy,

and he wanted to write books.

[ Chuckles ] Yeah, that's...
that is not the reason.

No. No.

Yes.

Did he break your heart?

Oh, please. I broke his.

Uh...

Look, rape is a crime
of power, not sex.

So Jeremy Moy could have,

but I'm not buying it.

Well, you don't have to,

because another part of
our case just fell through.

Oh, great. Which part?

Alan George...
victim with the, uh,

sexual-assault conviction.

Yeah. He, uh...
He was arrested

for going to the
bathroom outside of a bar

during happy hour.

There was a kid in the crowd,

and, uh, an overzealous
D.A. decided to charge it

as attempted sexual
contact with a child.

[ Scoffs ]

These guys aren't rapists.

No, they're not, but our
UnSub thinks they are.

And the wife?

Could go either way.

Maybe it's a folie
à deux between them.

Yeah, but...

they killed the wrong guys.

Even if they're
deluded, why go so far

as to kill the wrong guys?

Think we're missing something?

I do.

We can't deliver the profile

till we know for sure.

He said those words...
"I forbid you"?

Those words came out
of David Ross's mouth?

Yeah. Can you believe it?

You know, you could
prove him wrong

by coming back to Quantico.

No. Nice try, but no. But
you're proving my point.

David Rossi can be
dramatic, melodramatic,

and histrionic with
the best of them.

I'm sorry I can't help
you. Thank you for coming.

How's JJ?

Ah. She's a profiler now.

- She is?
- Yeah.

I think it's important we
help the younger agents

with the benefit of
our experience, but...

Oh. Tyler Green. Jill,
this is Tyler Green.

He's a consultant working
this case with us.

Tyler, Jill. Jill, Tyler.
I wanted you to meet him.

Oh.

Emily, you are a great profiler

and a terrible liar.

Uh, what is happening?

You weren't brought here
because you're a consultant.

You were brought
here because you have

a similar facial structure
to my son, Stephen.

No offense, but he's a lot
more handsome than you are.

And that's...
that's relevant how?

Emily is trying to use
morphopsychology as a trigger

to get my amygdala to
fire. Do you know why?

Because that's where the
neurons connected to emotions

tied to memory go crazy,
but it's not gonna work.

I am a biological psychologist.
I know these tricks.

Tyler is only here because
I wanted you to meet

the next generation
of the BAU. Oh.

And if someone like him or JJ

were to get killed
in the line of duty

because of some connection
you could have filled in,

I know you wouldn't be
able to live with yourself.

[ Exhales ]

Not even Jason was
this manipulative.

But that's not a no.

Tricky.

Close the door.

[ Baby crying ] No,
no, no, shh, shh.

Emma: Roger!

Shhhh, shhhh.

Shhh, shhh.

Oh. I know, I know. It's
okay. I'll be right back.

I'll be right
back, okay? Shhh.

[ Crying continues ]

S-Something's wrong.

- What do you mean?
- I don't know,

but something's really wrong.

Oh. [ Gasps ]

Oh!

[ Crying ]
Wh-What's happening?

It... It must be
a c-complication

from the d-delivery?

No, it is not the delivery.

Those men... they did...
they did something to me.

They left something
inside of me.

I-I'll take you to the hospital.

I-I'll get the baby.

No, no, no, Roger, please!

They will interrogate you,

and you will tell
them everything

because that's how you are.

You're not strong enough.

What should we do?

Just get me help.

Go get me Dr. Moreno.
She'll know what to do.

[ Baby continues crying ]

[ Gasping ]

♪

It's okay, it's okay.

[ Crying continues ]

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay. Shh, shh.

No, no, no. Roger, no! I...

I'm bleeding! I can't!

Will you be a parent

for once?!

Please.

All I hear from you is, "No."

I can't hear it anymore.

You're right, you're right.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay?

We'll do it your way.

Just please, please hurry.

[ Crying continues ]

I love you, Roger.

♪

I don't think we have much time.

We got four victims, barely
24 hours between 3 and 4.

Question is, is he done or not?

If he's targeting
the wrong guys,

he could see any
man who triggers him

as one of his wife's rapists.

Maybe she's prodding him along.

See, that's... that's the part

where a wall goes up in
my mind and says, "no."

That he's this deluded or
that the wife's a part of it?

Both.

Look, we have come so far in
understanding rape trauma.

Yes, women black out.

Yes, details get forgotten,
mistaken, you name it, but...

But naming the wrong
assailant four times? It's...

Wouldn't happen. No
woman would do that.

Right, now factor
in the obvious.

Okay, well, the physical
similarity of the victims.

That can't be an accident.
It's almost like...

Like what?

Like these men are a
manifestation of himself.

You said earlier that he
was obliterating them.

Well, what if he's
not obliterating them,

but he's obliterating
himself over and over?

Because he feels
responsible for some trauma.

Some trauma that he
externalizes as his wife's rape.

Damn.

That's one hell of
an externalization.

Don't hate me for
saying this, but...

what if there was no rape?

Go on.

We've established that
these guys aren't rapists.

Well, let's assume that the
pregnancy is a fixed variable.

That part happened.

Okay.

But what if he views these men

as being able to do something

that... that he can't...

because he's infertile?

Of course.

That's why they
all look similar.

They're a manifestation
of himself,

a genetic manifestation.

His brain rewires it as rape.

But we know what
they actually are...

they're sperm donors.

Yes.

Oh, my God.

♪

Ah.

Dr. Moreno.

Roger?

Hi.

What is this? Where am I?

Emma needs your help, Doc.

What? Needs my help how?

You warned us against
taking this baby to term.

You were right.

So you're the only
one who can fix it.

What is...

My family. I-I need
to tell them I'm okay.

- Emma first.
- Roger!

Let me out of here!

Emma first.

Why are you doing this?

Emma chose you because
you make house calls.

♪

This isn't what I meant.

Now it is.

♪

Our known suspect is Roger Song.

He and his wife, Emma, pursued
IVF treatments from this woman,

Dr. Maria Moreno.

Dr. Moreno was just reported
missing by her husband.

We believe Rogers
Song has abducted her.

The four previous victims
have been confirmed

as being potential donors in
the couple's IVF treatments.

Wait, how does
our guy know that?

Isn't that information
kept anonymous?

It is, but this
company has an option

where parents can contact donors
after the baby's been born.

And this is where the couple's
behavior gets erratic.

According to the clinic records,
the implantation was a success,

but there's no
record of a birth.

We believe that Roger's
controlling personality

forced Emma to deliver at home.

Somewhere in that window, Roger
suffered a break from reality,

and he now thinks that
these men are rapists

that impregnated his wife.

How about the wife?

Uh, that's still unclear.

She could be a victim
of his delusion

or a participant in it.

Yeah, our number-one
priority right now

is Dr. Moreno and the baby.

We have to proceed with caution

because Roger's
delusional psychosis

makes him incredibly dangerous.

Is there any questions?

Man: Nope, got it.

Let's go.

Okay, talk me through
this from the beginning.

What's wrong with Emma?

Uh, she's bleeding.
Bleeding bad.

Alright, whatever this is,

let me out, and I can help her.

No, I can't do
that.[ Baby crying ]

Emma: Roger!

I-If I can't see her, how
am I supposed to help her?

Uh, uh...

write her a prescription.

Some... Something that
will stop the hemorrhaging.

Hemorrhaging?
She's hemorrhaging?

I think so. I don't know.

Roger!

I'm trying.

Roger. Please listen.

You need to take your
wife to a hospital.

I can't do that. You have to.

If she's hemorrhaging,
she is going to die.

For once in your
life, think about her.

All I do is think about her!

This was...

This has all been for her.

No, it hasn't.

You wanted this. She didn't.

- That's not true.
- It is.

I told you both, Emma
has hypertension.

She's at risk for a
late-term miscarriage

which could jeopardize her life.

I begged you not
to deliver at home.

Sh-She wanted it.

No. You did.

And then you ground her
down until she agreed.

I see this all the time.

Husbands who hear "no" from
their wives as an attack,

who hear her raised
voice as criticism,

who tune out anything
that doesn't fit

with their personal narrative
of what a baby should be.

[ Crying continues ]

Roger!

I-I can't hold the baby.

- I-I think I'm dying!
- Just wait.

Wait!

[ Sniffles ]

Who are you talking to?

My w-wife.

She's...

♪

She's...

Alvez: Roger Song!

Roger Song! This is the FBI!

Come out with your hands up!

You heard that, right?

♪

[ Footsteps ascending stairs ]

Come out!

Can you help my wife?

Roger, put your hands up.

We can get medical attention
to your wife and baby.

You just keep your hands up.

Man: Keep your hands up.

Officers coming in.

[ Indistinct talking ]

No, no, she needs help now.
You need to come in here now.

She's bleeding a lot.
I-I tried to help her.

- And I-I didn't know what to do.
- Roger, put your hands up.

I couldn't... Put your hands
on top of your head, Roger.

God.[ Insects buzzing ]

Oh.

What's wrong?

Roger, don't you smell that?

And we can be a family?

♪

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

There you go.

Roger: I can't
take him with me.

Emma: I'm bleeding.
Roger, I can't.

Will you be a parent

for once?!

I'm not the one you
need to convince.

What's the fuck is this?!

She needs help.[
Handcuffs click ]

♪ We

♪ Chase misprinted lies

♪ We

♪ Face the path of time

♪ And yet I fight this
battle all alone ♪

Please help my wife.

Tell her I love her.

T-Tell her the baby is hungry.

Yeah. Okay, Roger.
I'll tell her.

♪

[ Telephone ringing ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Clears throat ]

[ Ringing continues ]

[ Camera beeps, shuts off ]

Hello?

Are you shitting me with this?

Turn on the app I
told you to download.

[ Button beeps ]

[ Steady beeping ]

[ Dirt crunches ]

You dick.

Oh, you're close.

Keep digging.

Shit.

[ Beeping continues ]

♪

[ Thud ]

What is this?

Here's what's gonna happen.

I'm going to give you a protocol

to reach out to a
man named Damien.

And then you are going
to give Damien that case.

Elias, if I'm participating
as an accessory to a felony...

You're way beyond that.

So you're gonna give
Damien this combination.

4-0-0-8.

Hey, Vinny.

What?

[ Grunts ] That case is special.

There's no other one like it.

Do not, for any reason, open it.

[ Call disconnects ]

[ Clicking ]

[ Lock clicks ]

♪

[ Elevator bell dings ]

♪

[ Elevator doors close ]

♪

Yeah. I can't.

Yes, you can.

Just take your time.

♪

Hi. Hey, you.

♪

Is that Jill Gideon?

Oh, yeah.

♪

I don't know what
I was... thinking.

I mean, this isn't...
Jason's office anymore.

[ Whimpers ]

No, it's not.

♪

Sorry.

Would you like me to
give you a minute?

Yeah.

Okay. We'll be right outside.

♪

[ Sighs ]

♪

[ Footsteps approach ]

♪

Hello, David.

♪

♪