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Fletcham Correctional Center
TROY, VIRGINIA

Oh, no, no, no.

People, when are you gonna learn the
white power speak just ain't gonna fly?

The Viscount and the Maiden?

-What's a viscount?
-I think it's like a pirate.

I should get a copy of this,
read it to my lady Friday night.

You got plans this weekend?

Ah, watch the game, chill with Jasmine.

Jasmine? Isn't that your cat?

What the hell?

Two years ago,
12-year-old Adam Morrissey

vanished on his way home from school
from Franklin, Virginia.

At the time,
he was living with his mother,

who had just gone through
a bitter divorce.

I remember this.

His mother and local authorities

believed he was abducted
by his father and taken to Mexico.

Yes. And then three months after that,

13-year-old Jimmy Bennett
went missing

from Richmond, Virginia,
75 miles away.

He was in foster care because
both of his parents were drug addicts.

He had run away once before, so police
assumed that it happened again.

The cases were thought
to be unrelated until last night.

That is when prison guards
at Fletcham Correctional Center

intercepted an incoming package
containing the clothes

both boys were last seen in.

DNA samples from skin cells
found on the clothing

were confirmed to match
the missing boys,

so we know the items are authentic.

And there's dried blood on the clothes.

That's not a good sign.

Who was the package
being sent to?

Antonia Slade.

You don't say.

She was a serial killer
captured fifteen years ago, right?

The runaway killer.
She was a clinical social worker

and she started this runaway hotline

in order to lure her preferred victims,
young teens, to her home.

Gideon was on that case.

It says here that she lived
with her long-time lover,

Phil Garmin, who shot
himself when police arrived.

They found nine bodies.
Five girls, four boys.

Wrapped in plastic, encased behind
the drywall of her basement.

All the victims had been
shot in the back of the head.

It drove Gideon crazy
that she never

talked about the murders
after her arrest.

-She never explained why she did it.
-And she never has.

Any information
on the package itself?

The package was postmarked
in Roanoke.

The return address was the prison.

When police went to
question the post office,

no one could recall who sent it.

Okay, I'm going to ask
the obvious question here,

but do we really think
these boys are still alive?

Based on the clothes, I'd
say it doesn't bode well.

Well, there is the timing of the package.

I mean, why send it now,
two years after the kidnappings,

if the boys have long been dead?

Someone might be trying to replicate
one of Antonia's crimes.

Well, the boys were too young
when they were taken,

but they'd be the right age now.

What if Antonia's orchestrating
this entire thing from behind bars?

We need to talk to her.

Get up, Antonia.

FBI's coming to question you.

Would you like to know why?

All right, I'll play.

I'd like to tell you,
but nothing comes for free.

-Name your price.
-Information.

Look at you chomping at the bit,
waiting for your next promotion.

Would my first confession do?

Or better yet...

My first explanation.

That'll work.

Well, let me tell you about Helen McGill.

Victim number four,
as the police called her.

She'd been living in my house a week

when the poor lamb
complained of a tummy ache one night.

She said she needed to throw up.

Oh, my God. It hurts so much.

I held her hand...

What is that?
What are you doing to me?

No, please don't do that.
I'll follow the rules.

I gave her a cup of mint tea.

You think that's funny?

I do. Because now you won't
know why the FBI's coming.

And I'm keeping you
in solitary at least an extra month.

I already know why.

It's about the package of bloody clothes
from those missing boys.

Send the FBI in when they arrive,

you tell them I got certain requirements.

"Don't you know there comes
a midnight hour

"when everyone has
to take off his mask?"

Soren Kierkegaard.

You must be Agent Hotchner.

Yes, sir. This is Agent Jareau.

Pleasure. I'm the warden here.
Bart Shulman.

How long has Antonia Slade
been in solitary?

Four weeks. We found
a road map of the state in her cell.

She claims that a groupie sent it and
we missed it during mail inspection.

Would you send a copy of her mail and

visitor log to our analyst
in Quantico, please?

-No problem.
-Thanks.

Does she have a lot of groupies?

More than you'd think. But
every so often some sick son of a bitch

shows up outside our gates
hoping she'll see him.

And does she?

No. No, other than her lawyer
when she was first incarcerated,

she refused to see anyone till now.

Open the gate.

Did she say anything
when she agreed to see us?

Yes. She'll only see you one at a time.

She insisted on it. She says too many
people make her feel claustrophobic.

She's in C-306.

And you remember not to take anything
from her or give her anything.

Open 306.

Ms. Slade?

I'm Aaron Hotchner. I'm with the FBI.

There are two boys missing in Virginia.

Adam Morrissey and Jimmy Bennett.

Do you know anything about them?

A box with some of their clothes
was delivered here addressed to you.

Do you know who sent it?

Antonia, I realize
you have no reason to help us.

But you did agree to see me, and that
tells me you have something to say.

Right now you hold all the cards.

You're the only one who can break
this case open, and we need your help.

"All work and no play
makes Agent Hotchner a dull boy."

She's always refused visitors until now.
So why play a mind game?

Well, to be honest, did she really have
a choice with us showing up?

Maybe her silence
was a form of protest.

It could be a gender bias. And Hotch
represents the establishment.

Plus I'm sure she hasn't
forgotten that the BAU put her away.

It could simply be about
power and control.

Now, that's true. I mean, she chose
victims she could easily dominate,

and even after she was arrested,

she withheld information
to maintain control.

So she needs to feel important.

What are you thinking, Hotch?

She was writing in a notebook
when I walked in.

And after I introduced myself,
she turned the page and wrote this.

There's an imprint of what
she was writing before on that note.

Get that to the lab.

I don't know why
I had to see it with my own eyes.

It's completely understandable.

Adam was a midfielder.

Whenever there wasn't
practice or a game,

he'd kick the soccer ball
by himself in the backyard.

The other boy, Jimmy Bennett's family,
did they come, too?

His father's on the way.

I wonder if he feels as guilty as I do.

-I didn't even...
-Don't beat yourself up.

And don't give up hope.

Hope he's still alive?

Or hope you'll find a body?

Hope we get some answers.

Hi, Antonia.

I'm agent Jennifer Jareau from the BAU.

This ulcer is from diabetes.

Had it over a year.

Just won't heal.

Doc says if it gets infected,

I might just have to have my foot cut off.

So, what can I do for you,

Agent Jareau from the BAU?

I think you know.
Will you tell me about the missing boys

and who sent their clothes to you?

Well, that's a heavy subject.
We just met.

Why don't you tell me
something about yourself first.

-What would you like to know?
-Where are you from?

-Western Pennsylvania.
-A country girl.

-Grew up on a farm?
-Mmm-hmm.

Uh-huh. Me, too.

You an only child?

No.

I was.

But I suppose it was good training
for solitary confinement.

So about those clothes
that were sent to you.

Those clothes. Everybody's asking me
about those clothes.

It gets so tedious.

They were sent by a zealous fan.

Do you have any idea
how much mail I get?

Ridiculous, fawning letters.

I barely read 'em before I toss 'em.

Well, you must have some idea
who sent the clothes to you.

Did he tell you
a package was on its way?

He? Well...

Well, now that you mention it,
it could be Steven.

Or John. Yeah. He had a crush on me.

Or maybe it was Edward.

Tom, Dick, or Harry.

-Look, the missing boys were taken...
-How long've you been with the BAU?

Eleven years.

Are you respected
as much as Agent Hotchner?

Yes.

Really?

You and he are treated
just exactly the same?

Other than the fact
that he's the head of the team, yes.

Well, Agent Jareau,

just in the short time
that we've been speaking,

I can tell that you're
very capable and intelligent.

I have no doubt in my mind that
you are smarter than Agent Hotchner,

so therefore you should be
head of the BAU.

But you're not, are you?

Because the world first and foremost
sees you as a young, attractive woman.

Am I right?

But if I were you,

I'd just stop worrying about being nice
and well-liked and just take charge.

But you're not me.

No, unfortunately I'm not.

I'm just old and withering
on the vine and I can barely walk.

Do you know what I crave now?

Comfort and familiarity.

And if you do something for me,
I think I can do something for you.

And what's that?

Now, I know
I'm never gonna be released,

but I would like a transfer back home
to a prison in Kentucky,

so I can smell the bluegrass hills again.

It's not possible.

Well, until you can step up
and make that possible,

I got nothing more to say to you.

One thing I learned,
she likes being in solitary.

I'm pretty sure she tries
to get sent there.

So why ask for a transfer now?
She never has before.

She knows she has leverage.

What if it's to escape?
I mean, she had a road map in her cell.

Well, she'd need outside help.

Given her devotees,
that isn't hard to find.

She even had inside help
when she tried escaping before,

from two other inmates
and a new prison guard.

This could be another attempt.

- Penelope.
- At your service.

Oh. Hey, uh, did you get the mail
and visitor records from the prison?

Yeah. She was not lying when she said
she has mucho numeros fans.

She gets about four to five letters
a week, mostly from men.

Who knew there were
so many male hybristophiles?

Has she ever written any of them back?

No. She's only written one letter,
back in 2000,

to the editor of a newspaper,
claiming libel.

Apparently they claimed she admitted
to killing those runaway teens,

saying they were a scourge to society.

So she's an extreme narcissist.

She wants to control
exactly how she's perceived.

Female narcissists have a need
to feel superior to others.

I'd expect her to love
the adulation from the groupies,

so it's sort of shocking
that she's ignored them all.

What if she hasn't?

Maybe she has sent letters back
but not through official channels

because she knew there'd be a record.

We need a list of everyone in the prison
who's had regular contact with Antonia.

Guards, medical personnel,
other inmates before she was

in solitary confinement.

I'm on that.

Lab has an imprint of the letter Antonia
was writing when Hotch showed up.

"When I think that proof alone
will never beat faulty logic,

"I bleed twice, once for myself

"and once for the others
who suffer beside me.

"So I rely on the sound of rain
to relieve the monotony of my days."

I gotta say, it sounds pretty innocuous.

Well, one thing is certain.
She's writing to someone.

Her letters are leaving
the prison somehow.

There's something
strange about this.

The language feels
stilted and too formal.

It could be a code.

I agree, although it's more likely
a cipher with a symmetrical key.

You think you could break it?

Not yet. I'm gonna talk to her.

My name is Dr. Spencer Reid.

This is a copy of a letter
you wrote earlier.

What happened to the original?

Oh, my.

You're not terribly bright, are you?

I threw it out.
It's been incinerated by now. Poof.

I know there's a cipher in it.

You wouldn't have gone
to that much trouble to destroy it...

You've got everyone fooled,
don't you, calling yourself doctor?

Who is this for,
and who helped you send it?

You're really a phony,
a puffed up little fraud.

Is that why you're sad?

I know what you're doing
and it won't work.

You're treating us all
in the opposite way

that we're used to being treated

because you want to throw
my team off balance.

You're not a complete idiot.

I still think you look sad. Why is that?

-Because two boys are missing.
-No.

It goes deeper than that.

I haven't seen it in a while,
but it looks very much like... Grief?

Who'd you lose?

Someone in your family?

A good friend?

Ah.

What's your friend's name?

Don't you want to know
about the missing boys?

Derek Morgan. We worked together.

Derek Morgan.

I'm guessing you have to suppress
your grief around your teammates

because they aren't quite as affected.

They didn't lose a protector, did they?

What about the boys?

You've lost protectors before,
haven't you?

That's what makes it so hard,
history repeating itself.

Well, now we got
that out of the way...

Give me the letter.

Don't you want to know the cipher key?

I'll show you.

It's okay. Relax.

They took away my pencils.

This is the man you're looking for.

And by the way, in case
you were wondering,

those boys are still alive.
But for how long?

Off you go, little Spencer.

Adam, wake up.

Adam!

You okay?

It's so cold.

I'm digging a tunnel, okay?

I'm gonna get us out of here.

He's coming.

She wrote "CH" in my hand,

but there's no one in the mail
or visitor logs with those initials.

We were talking
about the letter at the time,

so it could have something
to do with the cipher.

Hey, so we checked
with the Roanoke post office.

We showed them photos of Antonia's
Virginia-based fans. Still nothing.

Let's think about the UnSub.

We know he's one of her followers.

It's plausible he sent
the clothes to impress her.

He kidnapped the boys
just to get her attention?

We talked about someone
trying to replicate one of her crimes.

She never held two boys
captive for a long period, though.

No, but Antonia picked up
two boys at the same time.

One of them escaped.

Hector Ramon.

He and another runaway
he befriended, Sam Meckler,

called a hotline one night

when the temperature
dropped below freezing.

Yeah. It says Hector described her
as a loving mother at first.

Uh, she made soup and sandwiches...

"I had a warm bed
to sleep in for the first time in a year."

But after a week or so,
she changed.

She would get mad about small things.

If we left the cap off the toothpaste,

or spilled something, she would say,

"You're old enough
to understand the rules.

"You must atone when you break them."

"Pretty soon I knew she wasn't
the nice lady she pretended to be,

"and she wouldn't let us leave."

When did he escape?

Three weeks after they arrived.

His friend Sam
was too scared to leave with him

and ended up being
Antonia's last victim.

We need to talk to Antonia again,

but I think we've been
approaching this wrong.

It's time we use her rules against her.

I just talked to the prison.

They're looking at inmates
and personnel who've had

regular contact with Antonia Slade.

One guard in particular, Orel Wilbur,
has had more contact than anyone.

He's picked up extra shifts
in units where Antonia has been held,

and this week he volunteered
to fill in for a sick guard in solitary.

That can't be a coincidence.

Antonia Slade sent mail
out of prison that was never logged.

Someone had to help her do that.

We have video footage
of you outside of her cell yesterday,

and it looks to me like you purposely
blocked her from view of the camera.

Was that so she could slip you a letter?

It's not what you think.

Her letters were all harmless.
I read them.

I wouldn't send them
if I thought they were dangerous.

Who were the letters for?

Different men. Her fans, I guess.

Why did you help her?

-Do you like her, romantically?
-No.

I'm not one of those sickos
who idolize her.

Well, then why do it?
What do you get out of the deal?

-It's complicated.
-I think I can keep up.

Antonia has a lot of influence
in the prison.

Other inmates respect her.
They're also scared of her.

Do you know what I think?

I think there is another
inmate that you do like,

and Antonia protects your friend
as long as you send her mail.

Am I right?

Yesterday you sent a letter.
Who was it for?

John Smith.

Good afternoon. I'm FBI Agent Rossi.

This is Dr. Lewis. We're with the BAU.

Midday slump, huh?

Yeah, I get that, too.

Right about the time of day
I need a gallon of coffee.

What is so difficult about
following one simple rule?

Oh, you mean seeing us one at a time?

Yeah. Sorry.
That's not gonna work for us anymore.

We're here because we have
just one question for you.

Who is John Smith?

Hmm.

I don't think she's gonna talk to us.

Guard!

I'm not surprised.

Gideon said the reason
she never spoke about the murders

was that she was all hat, no cattle.

Hmm. How so?

Well, her lover, Phil Garmin,
was the brains behind the operation.

The runaway hotline was all his idea.

Hmm. Pedophile?

Gideon thought so.
Antonia was just a helper.

She'd bring him victims.

Why not just admit that?

Well, she'd lose her power
and mystique.

That's all she has, especially now.

She protects herself by making
people think she's dangerous.

I should include that in my
research paper on vicarious killers.

What is taking so long?

Gideon was a fool.

Excuse me?

Phil was not a pedophile.

He had nothing to do
with those children.

Oh.

I know who you are now.

You're David Rossi. You started BAU.

I read your books.
You're a bigger fool than Gideon was.

And Dr. Lewis,

what are you, some sort
of forensic psychologist?

Yes. I study serial killers.

I bet you'd love to interview me.

Actually, no.

I mean, I do want to find out
as much as I can about this case,

but as a research subject,
you don't interest me.

No offense.

You intrigue me.

If you get me a transfer to Kentucky,
I will reveal all to you.

I don't think so.

You tell us where
those missing boys are

and then maybe
we can talk about a transfer.

Dr. Lewis, why don't you
and I talk alone.

I think we can work something out.

It's important for Antonia
to feel dominant.

She establishes this
by setting precise rules.

It means she wouldn't engage in a
long-term relationship with the UnSub

if he wasn't submissive or detail-
oriented enough to follow these rules.

Her former partner Phil Garmin
fit that model perfectly.

He was an accountant, who, according
to acquaintances, was robotic.

After he met Antonia,
he had no other social contacts.

So the UnSub we're looking for
is very similar to Phil,

a loner who is emotionally dependent
on Antonia and waits for her direction.

Okay. I have managed to narrow down
the John Smiths in Virginia

from 2,780 people

down to 1,900 by eliminating
anyone over the age of 70

and anyone under the age of 18.
But I still need more parameters.

John Smith has to be a pseudonym.

The guard said that Antonia
wrote to different men,

but what if it was
the same man using different aliases?

That's possible,
but it doesn't hurt to keep looking.

Garcia, try single men who live alone

and have a profession that
requires attention to detail.

Healthcare, science, math.

Forging ahead with surgical precision.

Now that I have you alone,
tell me something about yourself.

-Such as?
-I don't know.

A little morsel from your childhood.

Okay.

When I was nine and my father was still
in the army, we moved to Germany.

A lot of kids there
had never seen a black child before.

One of them was a bully who used to
follow me and taunt me in the halls.

One day I got to school and I saw he
had drawn a swastika on my locker.

I reported him to the principal,
and because of that,

him and two of his buddies jumped me
the next day after school.

And I was in the hospital for three days
with a concussion and broken ribs.

That is a very compelling
piece of fiction.

I believe you lived in Germany, but I
don't think that story happened to you.

Why would a bully need two more
people to beat up on one little girl?

See, when I was a therapist,

I learned that when somebody's
story doesn't make sense,

it's because they're lying.

All right, let's cut to the chase.

I need information that only you have.

So what do you really want from me?

Now there's the real Dr. Lewis.

Someone who's not afraid,
who was never bullied.

What do I want from you? The truth.

I'll give you a chance
to redeem yourself.

A version of that story
happened to somebody close to you.

Who was it?

You're wasting time.

I don't know how much longer
those boys are gonna last.

-Thank you.
-Mmm-hmm.

Lab says the dried blood is canine
and the stains are about five days old.

So the UnSub staged it.

Was it to impress Antonia
or was it at her behest?

Well, if the UnSub did it,

it would be a dramatic way
to get her attention.

If she did it, it would
be a way to get ours.

Adam's mother wanted to stay,

and I didn't have the heart
to ask her to leave.

I figured no one's using
Morgan's old office yet.

Good idea.

Reid just broke the cipher.

I thought that Antonia
had written the initials "CH" in my hand.

What she actually wrote was "C++",
which is a programming language

that uses hexadecimal code,
or base sixteen,

now, that means that
the UnSub is most likely

a programmer or at least
someone who works with computers.

Anyway, using an ASCII chart,
you can translate

between hexadecimal code
and character equivalents,

but the interesting thing
is the entire letter isn't the message.

The actual message is hidden
in a single sentence

that's indicated by
the number underlined in the date.

- So the fourth sentence.
- Exactly.

"When I think that truth alone will
never beat faulty logic, I bleed twice."

Now, if you count the letters
in each word,

you get a hexadecimal code which
can then be translated into characters.

Kid, just tell us what it says.

"Atone full moon."

Atone on the full moon?

The full moon is tonight.

At exactly 10:36 p.m., which means
we have less than five hours.

-The UnSub's gonna kill those kids.
-We have no idea where he is.

Antonia does.

We have to give her what she wants.

Get up!

-You, too.
-Adam's sick.

-He can die here, then.
-No! He's okay.

Come on, Adam, get up.

Let's go! We're leaving!

So is this the private jet
for all inmates or just me?

Well, you're not special,
if that's what you're asking.

I don't want you to think that I'm
ungrateful for this prison transfer,

so I'm gonna share something with you.

The man you're looking for
is trying to duplicate the circumstances

of the two boys I crossed paths with.

Yeah, we figured that out already.

You told us you'd give us
his location if we transferred you.

Ah, I don't know exactly
where he is at the moment.

Other than mentioning
the Bluegrass Hills,

did she talk about
any other connection to Kentucky?

She told JJ she grew up on a farm.

She said she wants to go home,
but somehow,

she doesn't strike me
as the sentimental type.

Why the transfer?

What if that's where the UnSub is?

She wants to witness the murders.

Mister. Mister.

Adam threw up.

All right, thanks, Reid.

The UnSub's on his way
to Kentucky or he's already there.

What if the UnSub is someone
from her earlier life in Kentucky,

back when she was a social
worker or maybe even her childhood?

But the letters were sent
to the UnSub in Roanoke.

The package with the clothes
came from Roanoke.

Well, it's possible that he moved
to western Virginia to be close to her.

Look into all of her past relationships,
professional and personal.

Copy that.

You single, Dr. Lewis?

Why do you want to know?

Just wondering if there was
anybody you share everything with.

I think you're like me.
Nobody really knows us.

He's bringing the children to Kentucky,
right outside Lexington.

- You found something?
- Yes, yes, yes. I got a name.

It is one of Antonia's early patients

when she first started
as a social worker in Kentucky.

Claude Barlow. He saw her
twice a week for three years.

Then she moved to Virginia.
He followed her here.

He showed up at her
new place of employment,

the Center for Social Services,
multiple times, hoping to speak to her.

-And did he?
-Uh, that's unclear.

The center filed a restraining order
barring him from the premises

for threatening and erratic behavior.

And that seemed to work,
'cause he disappeared

until a month after
her murder conviction.

Then, she showed up at the prison
under the alias Peter Evans,

hoping to speak to her but she refused.

This could be extreme transference.

As a patient, he had a pathological
attachment to his therapist.

And he couldn't move on
after she terminated the therapy.

I'm guessing Antonia
encouraged the dependence.

Not only that, he has a history
of dangerous behavior.

She could be purposely fueling that.

Okay, Aaron, we're about to land.

Where's Claude Barlow going?

Oh, good, you know his real name.

I wasn't quite sure
what he goes by these days.

It's always changing.

It's 9:41. We don't have time for games.

There's no address where Claude is,
but I can take you there.

However, I do have one more request.

Check this out.

It's a home business run by
Peter Evans,

AKA Claude Barlow, in Roanoke.

Didn't boy wonder say
he'd worked with computers?

That's gotta be him.

I'll go check it out,
see if he left any clues behind.

What have you got, Dave?

Undo my chains, Agent Rossi.

Look at me. I can't run away.

Why is it so important to you?

A little taste of freedom.

Probably the last one I'll ever have.

And if we don't?

Well, you can take me
straight to the new prison.

I'll leave the heroics to you.

Stand by, Dave.

Do you have an address in
Kentucky for Claude Barlow?

Uh...

The house he grew up in
has changed owners twice since he left,

and I have nothing for Antonia either.

Dave, do what she says.

Understood.

Don't get comfortable.

My Glock's gonna be on you
the entire time.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Out.

It's time to meet your master.

Well, you got your wish. Where to?

Take Highway 60 and head east.

This is so exciting,
I feel like one of the team right now.

You shouldn't.

Maybe I can replace Agent Morgan.

All right, thanks, JJ.

Peter Evans' place was empty,

but it looks like he was
holding the boys there.

Okay. And I looked into
the New Days clinic.

That's where Antonia
first met Claude Barlow.

It's been shut down for years,

but the building has never
been leased since

because of a radon leak underground.

-So it's empty.
-Yeah.

Well, it has significance to the UnSub.
It's likely he would take the boys there.

What do you have, Hotch?

We think he's taking them
to 8879 Rincon Street.

There's a possible address
for Claude Barlow. 8879 Rincon Street.

The New Days Clinic? He's not there.

They're driving in
the opposite direction of that building.

She could be playing us.

Pull over. We need to turn around.

You better keep going.
I'm telling you, he's not at the clinic.

We used to take walks
during our sessions.

I'm taking you to his favorite place.

Guys, it's 9:55.

If you go to the clinic,
you're gonna miss saving those kids.

Maybe that's been
your intention all along.

Just ahead there's a dirt road
on the right. You better take that road.

If you all thought I was coming
here to witness the murders,

why would I be going
to so much trouble to miss it?

We're gonna keep going, Hotch.

You're okay. You're okay.
We've got you.

There's no one else here.

He took Adam.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Show us where you would take Claude.

Let's go.

There's a trail...
Devil's Backbone.

Wait!

It's that way.

Let's go!

Claude Barlow, FBI,
drop the weapon!

-Where's Antonia?
-Let the boy go.

Did you bring her?

She led us to you in order to stop you.

Put the gun down.

Shut up! Where is she?

Antonia!

- Let me talk to him.
- No.

We don't want to hurt you, Claude.
Let Adam go.

He's dead unless I see her.

Hey, Claude.

You came.

I want you to listen real carefully.

I got something to tell you.

But first...

It was all for you.

-I did everything you said.
-I know.

"No man really knows
about other human beings.

"The best he can do is
to suppose that they are like himself."

John Steinbeck.

I think I smell the cherry blossoms.

Yeah, me, too.

You were never really
gonna transfer me, were you?

No. But you knew that, didn't you?

I hope they haven't changed
my old cell.

Jimmy Bennett's father beat the odds
and actually got off drugs.

He's petitioning the court
to regain full custody.

So there's still one thing
I don't understand.

We know Antonia told Claude
to send the clothes,

which then got our
attention, but why now?

The boys were getting older.
He couldn't hold them much longer.

And don't forget boredom.

I mean, she had a really
exciting couple of days there.

Not to brag, but we are
more scintillating

company than most
inmates and guards.

I overheard the arrangement
you made with Antonia in German.

You promised to tell her the truth after
the case was over if she helped us out.

-You gonna follow through?
-Hell, no.

Look, of all the serial killer types,
the ones I find most dangerous

are the hyper-intelligent ones
that get off more on the mind games

than the killing.

They're like vampires
ready to suck your soul dry

and file your information
away for a rainy day.

That's Antonia.

Well, we got what we wanted from her.

I say we move on.

Agent Hotchner.

Hello, Antonia.

Well, this is a surprise.

You here to give me a medal
for helping you save those boys?

No.

That must be because
you can't stand being ignored, is that it?

-That's not it.
-I don't believe you.

You know what everyone in this world
wants even more than love?

Respect.

Claude may have kidnapped
those boys on his own,

but you set the events of the last few
days in motion for a reason.

And you want me to tell you what it is.

Well...

You're gonna have to prove you
got a little bit more going on

than a fancy title and nice suits
to deserve an answer.

When you were fourteen,

you missed almost a year of school
due to an unspecified illness.

During the same year,

a 15-year-old boy
on a neighboring farm

was killed in a hunting accident.

I think these two events were related.

You weren't ill, you were pregnant.

And the neighbor boy
was the father of your child.

Your father, the German minister,
the authoritarian,

punished you for breaking the rules.

He made you have the baby at home,

and he murdered your boyfriend.

Go on.

At first we profiled you as an extreme
narcissist, but that's just a cover.

You're actually full of self-loathing.

And every time you killed
a runaway teen,

you were killing yourself
or your boyfriend for lacking discipline.

What happened to your baby, Antonia?

I can't tell you that.

But as a reward for being so clever,
I will tell you this.

There's a storm coming,
Agent Hotchner.

And you're about to be swept away.

TO BE CONTINUED...