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EDDIE: Yo, man, something ain't
right about this.

BRENDON:
It's right.

EDDIE: You know who leaves
a ride like this

in the middle of this street,
at this time of night, man?

Cops. Let's go!

Car's too nice to be cops.

Man, like you know.

Know more than you.
Let's go.

Hey, hold up, hold up.

(laughing)

Asking for it.

Let me drive.

Whatever, dawg.

BRENDON:
Damn, it's keyless.

That clicker thing must be
in here somewhere.

- You see it?
- EDDIE: Looking for it.

I don't see it, man.
Try it anyway.

Come on.

(engine revs)

- All right, yeah!
- (laughing)

(whoops)

(thudding)

Yo, you hear that?
What was that?

- Oh, my God, man.
- Aw, hell no.

EDDIE:
Come on, man, we gotta go!

- Shut up, let me think.
- Man, we gotta go, man!

If we get stopped,
I'm not explainin' why

there's two dead white people

in this trunk! Let's go!

A'ight!

Here's what we gonna do.

We're gonna dump the bodies,

wipe down the trunk,
and no one will ever know.

Nuh-uh, man, we gotta go.

- Come on!
- Will you look... look!

Whoever did this
left the key in her hand.

Now, they dead
and I'm sorry about that,

but they ain't getting
in my way.

Are you down?

Eddie? You down?

Yeah, I'm down.

Good.

Now, grab that thing
out of her hand.

Me? Why I gotta to grab it?

Because I'm your big brother
and driving is my job,

and taking stuff
off of dead bodies is yours.

BRENDON:
Hurry up.

(screams)

Brendon! Brendon!

- BRENDON: Let go!
- Help... me...

- Brendon! Brendon!
- Help me... help me...

Let go of her hand!

- Let go!
- No...

(moans)

Rum

(classical music playing)

(phone ringtone sounding)

Hey, you.

JAMES BLAKE:
Hey.

Next time I decide
if I want to keep working

at Doctors Without Borders,
please shoot me.

What country are you
in right now?

JAMES: Right now,
all I see is sand, so...

South... Sand-is-tan,
I think.

BLAKE:
Oh...

(sighs)

When are you gonna get home?

JAMES: Well, they've kept me out
here for ten months, who knows?

(doorbell rings)

JAMES:
Need to get that?

Mm-mm. No, not right now.

(doorbell rings)

JAMES:
You sure?

Maybe you have to sign
for something.

Special delivery.

Hey.

(gasps happily)

Oh...

BLAKE:
This is a treat.

You never surprise me at home.

How'd you get the time off?

(snoring quietly)

James?

(phone beeping)

You can stop faking.

When you're really asleep,

you do that leg twitch thing.

No, I don't.

(sighs happily)

What's going on?

'Cause there's something.

Why does there have
to be something?

Can't I just want
to make my wife happy?

(James laughs)

It's nothing.

It's-it's a good thing.

So there is a thing.

JAMES:
Yes.

But I've been on an airplane
for 20 hours,

so we're not gonna talk
about this right now.

And I also just heard
your phone go off.

That means you've got
a psycho killer to catch.

We aren't done talking
about this.

Shh.

(whispering):
I'm sleeping.

Look.

(James laughs gently)

It looks like someone

is taking the term "Motor City"
too literally.

In the last month,

Detroit PD has found

two different crime scenes

in the trunks
of two different cars.

Married couples in each trunk?

Yeah. Brian and Melissa Cain
in car number one,

Paul and Elizabeth Garrett
in car number two.

Elizabeth was found alive
by a couple of kids,

but by the time
the paramedics got there,

she had lost too much blood.

MORGAN: Well, it takes
a lot of skill

to force a couple
into their own car,

even with a gun.

But once he does, it's one-stop
shopping for this guy.

This car becomes
an abduction vehicle

and a dumping site.

REID: According to
missing person’s reports,

he holds onto them
for about a week.

Do we know what he does
with them during that time?

Yes, unfortunately, we do.

And that information is
on your tablets in picture form,

and if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go to my happy place.

Huh.

Wow, this guy sure likes to cut,
doesn't he?

JJ:
Mostly shallow.

They could almost
be considered hesitation marks

except for the sheer number.

Yeah, M.E. puts the count
at nearly 50 per victim,

and the cause of death

is one final stab that's fatal.

BLAKE: Physical
and psychological sadism.

They never know if the next cut
is the one that will kill them.

HOTCH: And the amount
of urban decay in Detroit

gives him a lot of room
to maneuver.

We need to stop him
before he takes another couple.

Oh, God.

Oh, God...

-(crying): Oh, God...
- It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay,
just hang on.

- Just hang on.
- Why is he doing this to us?

I don't know, I don't... Shh.

Shh...

- It's okay. Shh...
-(sobs, gasps)

Shh...

Mary...

how can I help you?

Y-You have to take it out.

No, no.

No, you'll die.

MARY:
Phillip...

(sobs)

It's time.

-(squishing)
-(both gasp)

(knife clatters on floor)

Thank you.

PHILLIP (over speaker):
There we go.

MARY (over speaker):
Thank you.

(Mary exhales)

(sobbing):
No.

No!

(screams)

BLAKE: "We are not the same
persons this year as last;

"nor are those we love.

"It is a happy chance
if we, changing,

continue to love
a changed person."

W. Somerset Maugham.

ROSSI: So we know this UnSub
uses the victims' own cars

as his dump site.

Technically,
it's not a dump site.

It's a transportation
disposal modality.

The point is, what does he do
once he abandons the car?

Walk?

Well, both cars were found

about 500 feet
from public transportation.

He could catch a bus or a train.

But back to where?

His secondary location
is most likely in Detroit,

but both the couples
he kidnapped

were from Grosse Pointe,
which is one of

the most affluent communities
in all of America,

and it's only eight miles
from downtown.

Well, then, he's probably
from Grosse Pointe, too.

To overwhelm two people at once,
he has to blend in.

It feels like the real question
is, "Why married couples?"

BLAKE:
If he's a sadist,

having a witness to his torture

heightens his pleasure.

Israel Keyes kidnapped
a husband and wife at gunpoint,

got them in a car,
took them to a remote location,

and then killed the husband
in front of the wife.

ROSSI: Keyes was
a sexual sadist, though.

This guy, I don't know.

Cutting a husband
and wife to death, it's...

it's more like he's mocking
their marriage bond.

ROSSI:
That's where my head's at.

"You took each other
for better or worse.

Now I'm going
to show you worse."

So his home life's
probably a wreck.

At least one ex-wife,
not to mention his mom and dad.

All right, we need
to hit the ground running.

Reid, I want you working
on a geographic profile.

Blake, you and Rossi go to the
morgue and cover victimology.

JJ and Morgan,
go look at the cars.

We need to understand

how he's gaining control
of the victims.

Near as I can tell, your guy
cuts in a mirror pattern.

What he does to the husband,
he matches with the wife.

Except the wife had
diagonal cuts downward

and the husband's
were horizontal.

In their chest and torso, yeah.

That gives me a sense
of the attacker's height.

If the attacker's taller
than the victim,

the knife will go down.

But if he's shorter,
it'll go in straight.

ROSSI: So the UnSub's taller
than the wife,

but shorter than the husband.

Wife's five-four,
husband's five-eight.

So the UnSub's about five-seven.

Shrimpy guy-

Wait a minute,
look at the first couple.

She was five-eleven,
he was six-two.

BLAKE: But the cutting angle
is the same.

Down on her, straight on him.

ROSSI: That doesn't work
if the UnSub's five-seven.

The geometry's off.

I couldn't account for it.
Frankly, I was hoping you could.

All right.

Face me.

Put your right hand up.

I'm the wife, I'm five-four.

Stab me in the chest.

Bam.

But I do the same to you...

This is why he takes couples.

He wants them
to hurt each other.

I posted extra patrols

around the transit stops
like you requested.

Good.

And I gave Dr. Reid
as detailed a map of Detroit

and Grosse Pointe as I could.

So, we should be all right,
then.

- Wow.
- HOTCH: What'd you find?

Well, date night is
very important to this UnSub.

KEATON:
He goes on dates?

No, but his victims do,
and the UnSub knows that.

Brian and Melissa Cain
were abducted

on a Saturday night.

Their last known
credit card purchase

was at an ice cream shop

they regularly frequent.

Paul and Elizabeth Garrett
had a standing matinee

they went to every Sunday.

They were abducted
in the early evening,

most likely
on the way to their car.

He stalks them and
learns their routines.

REID: Picks couples-oriented
activities

as his moment to strike.

Seeing them happy
could enrage him.

It gives him the upper hand.

They're focused on each other.

They don't see him coming.

Okay, okay, but how does he
get them both into the car?

"Get in the car
or I'll kill your wife."

I could see that once,
but twice?

Well, let's play it out.

All right.

(alarm blips)

I would sit in the front seat.

The UnSub would get in the back
with the wife.

He'd make the wife get in first.

It's just awkward.

There's too many variables.

He could lose control
at any minute.

Somebody fights back
or the husband just waits

for the wife to get in
and then locks UnSub out.

Well, what if he was waiting
inside the car?

It's dark,
they're not paying attention.

Jimmies a door.

But that would leave a mark.

He didn't leave any marks.

All right, well, let's go look
at the other car.

(Morgan sighs)

-(Morgan sighs heavily)
-(alarm chirps)

Hey, JJ, wait a minute.

- What?
-(alarm chirps)

The car didn't lock.

It beeped.

- Yeah, it beeped.
-(alarm chirps)

It's not making
that locking sound.

He's hacking the cars.

That's how he's getting in.

-(Morgan sighs)
-(phone rings)

MORGAN (over phone):
How we doing, baby girl?

We are doing terrible.
We have another one.

KEATON: My guys found the car
90 minutes ago.

Make and model tells them

it didn't belong
in the neighborhood.

ROSSI: What are we, five miles
from the last crime scene?

KEATON:
Less.

What do you know
about the victim?

Well, the car's registered
to Dennis Hammond.

This is his wife, Mary.

She was dumped alone.

He's off pattern.

What about the husband?

Did the UnSub have a shot
at him?

Actually, your agents are
talking to him now.

Oh, God!

Uh, Mr. Hammond, if you want,
we can do this at the station.

No... no...

What do you need to know?

Can you explain why it took you
two days to file

a missing persons report
on Mary?

I was traveling.

I didn't know.

You didn't check in
with your wife?

We'd been fighting.

About what?

We have a standing Thursday
night dinner

at our favorite restaurant.

Last Thursday, my boss told me

I had to stay in Cleveland
through the weekend.

But I didn't get around
to telling her that...

until later that night.

When she went
to the restaurant by herself.

Yeah.

So, the victim was supposed to
meet her husband for date night,

and he never showed up.

So the UnSub wanted both,
but only got one.

He's been patient and organized
up to now.

Why wouldn't he wait?

Maybe one was enough.

No, he gets off
on watching couples.

This UnSub wouldn't change
his MO without a reason.

We're missing a male victim.

Hi, honey, it's me.

I picked up your prescription
and now I'm on my way home.

I'll see you soon.
(kissing sound)

(phone beeps off)

(alarm chirps)

(heavy metal rock
blaring from speakers)

(shrieking, gasping)

(muffled shriek)

(utensil whisking in bowl)

(phone rings)

(phone beeps on)

Hi.

Hi. Just... calling
to check in.

What are you talking about?
You never check in here.

You're always too busy

when you're on a case
to do any of that.

BLAKE:
Well, today I am.

So...

how are you?

I'm fine.

You quit Doctors Without
Borders, didn't you?

- I did not!
- Just say it.

- I did not quit.
- Well, then what?

Come on. You're-You're
killing me here.

I mean, the worst thing
you can do

to a linguist
is not communicate.

Alex...!

You knew that
when we got engaged.

Alex, they offered me
the position at Harvard.

They did?

Yeah.

Decent hours, better pay.

What did you tell them?

I told them that I would
only consider it

if they gave you a position in
the Linguistics Department.

And they said okay.

- They did?
- They did.

(chuckles) Now you understand
why I was waiting for you

to come home so we could,
you know,

celebrate this thing together?
This good thing.

It is. It's a very good thing.

It's just...

Not what you want.

BLAKE:
Not right now.

It's taken me ten
years to get here.

Not just to get to the BAU,

but to restore my reputation
inside the Bureau.

JAMES:
I know.

And the job comes first
for both of us.

That was the deal.

Yeah, well, the deal also came
with veto power, remember?

One of us could always say,
"I want to be a couple again."

Alex...

I want to be a couple again.

Blake?

I-I gotta go.
Let me think about it.

That means no.

No, no, it-it means
let me think about it.

Love you.

(phone beeps off,
line clicks)

(phone beeps)

(sighs heavily)

What do you have?

Grosse Point PD got another

missing persons report--
Emma Churchill.

Married?

Her husband called it in.

Why doesn't this UnSub
want men anymore?

JONES: The condition of Mary
Hammond is drastically different

-than the couples.
- Fewer cuts on her.

But he held her
for a shorter period of time.

JONES: It's not just quantity,
it's quality.

The cuts are more superficial.

Like he's trying
not to hurt her.

Until one final stab
in the sternum.

She died quickly.

But that doesn't make sense.

The UnSub doesn't want to kill
her quickly; he's a sadist.

- Why would he do that?
- He wouldn't.

But whoever she was
locked up with would.

Do you think
there's another victim,

one that we didn't account for?

You asked why
this UnSub doesn't want men.

It could be
because he still has one.

Based on the ages of the
victims, we believe the UnSub is

a 30- to 40-year-old white male
from Grosse Pointe.

REID:
Up until now, he's been

an equal opportunity,
anger-retaliatory sadist.

Which is fancy talk for

"he hates the husbands as much
as the wives."

Most likely because his own
marriage failed

in a humiliating way.

His wife left him for a man

she may be engaged
or even already married to.

MORGAN: But a major shift
happened with Mary Hammond.

He wasn't able to kidnap
the husband,

but he needed someone
to cut her.

So his MO was forced
to evolve.

We believe he's abducted
the sixth victim-- a man--

probably someone who reminds
him
of his own failed marriage.

And he's keeping
Number Six alive

so he can repeat the process
with Emma Churchill.

Number Six could be a surrogate
for the ex-wife's new husband,

or actually be the new husband.

Which is why the fastest way

to find this UnSub is through
this most recent unknown victim.

We need missing persons
reports for all men

in Grosse Pointe and Detroit
as soon as possible.

Even though Number Six was
forced to kill Mary Hammond,

he may find it easier to cross
that line with Emma Churchill.

(alarm blaring)

(alarm stops)

(anxious breathing)

What the hell...?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

(anxious breathing,
whimpering)

I don't belong in here!

Is there anybody in there?

Hello?!

- Shut up.
- Hello?!

Shut up!

Do you want him to come in here?

Him who?

(footsteps thudding,
slowly descending stairs)

Him.

JJ:
So, we didn't see the pattern

until we inspected
Mary Hammond's car.

We know he hacks the remote;
it's not hard.

It runs on a radio frequency.

MORGAN:
And they're pretty easy to jam.

20 bucks at your
local electronics store.

All right, so the victim
thinks she's locked her car...

(alarm chirps)

...but she hasn't.

We thought that explained
his entire abduction MO.

Then Garcia ran a diagnostic
on this car's on board computer.

Hey. baby girl.

Take it away, mama.

Sir, this guy is creepy clever.

If I may direct your attention
to the GPS.

Yeah, I'm looking at it
right now.

All right, the map
seems to be working fine.

When you drive,
the map moves with you.

Let's see what happens if you
look up the driving history.

HOTCH:
He covers his tracks,

so we can't find
his secondary location.

GARCIA: Yeah, like I said,
creepy clever.

And here's the diabolical part.

When I checked the software's
internal time stamp

to see when he turned it off,
it's the same on every car.

Three days before date night.

MORGAN:
All right, thanks, Garcia.

Of course, of course.

So he breaks into the car
before the abductions.

Even his stalking's organized.

But in order to pull that off,
he needs access

to their cars without
attracting attention.

We've already checked garages
and dealerships.

Nothing matched
the service records.

Which means there's some
target-rich

location where all
the victims go.

They park, he hacks in--
we just don't know where.

Yes, this is SSA Aaron Hotchner.

I need to speak to the AG,
please, as soon as possible.

Yes sir, the BAU needs a favor
and we need it fast.

No, no, there's been some kind
of mistake.

I didn't do anything wrong!

You can call my husband!

He... He's waiting for me!

Did he attack you in your car?

There was no mistake.

I've been in here long enough

to realize he doesn't make
mistakes.

How long have you been here?

Is it Still April?

No.

It's May.

May?

(gasps)

He... He gives me
clean clothes and food but...

there's no schedule to it.

I can't keep track of the days.

Oh, my God...

What's your name?

Emma.

Hi, Emma.

I'm Phillip.

(sudden clack)

(Emma gasps)

Begin.

What does that mean?

I just want you to know...

...I'm really sorry
we have to do this.

Oh, my God.

Agent Hotchner,
what you're asking for

is extremely sensitive.

We're asking
for you to cooperate

with a federal investigation.

You-You're presuming that

the three different
car companies

represented in this room

track our drivers via their GPS.

That's a bold presumption.

Actually, it's not bold,
and we're presuming nothing.

When customers access their GPS
for the first time,

they go to a terms
and conditions screen.

They scroll to the bottom,

they click the box
that says, "Agree,"

so they can start using it.

They don't realize

they've just agreed
to allowing their car

to communicate
its entire driving history

with your
corporate headquarters.

Research purposes only,
of course.

The only reason
these people agree

to share this information
with you

is because they don't take
the time to read the fine print.

But I do.

(CEO clears throat)

We'll, uh...

we'll need to consult
with risk management.

HOTCH:
We don't have time for lawyers.

A woman's life is on the line,
and we need an answer now.

(alarm blares, Emma gasps)

UNSUB:
I said,

"begin."

Emma, I have to come in there.

No.

No! Get away from me!

- Get away!
- Calm down.

Calm down.

(lock buzzes)

It's not your turn.

It's-it's my turn.

ROSSI:
Garcia, I don't get it.

Didn't the car companies
give you the same GPS data?

Yes, they did, but the metadata

has to be translated
into latitude and longitude,

which is like looking
for a needle in a needle-stack

in a field of needles.

BLAKE:
Can you match the date?

We know he breaks into the cars

three days beforehand.

Well, that would imply

that there is a time stamp
on each of the numbers,

which there is not,
thank you very much,

and forgive my tone,
but I am frustrated.

-(beeps)
- Wait.

My mood is changing.

We may have a lotto here.

Ding. There is exactly one point

of common intersection
for each of the four cars.

And I am sending it to you now.

-(phone beeps, clicks)
- Want to take a field trip?

BLAKE:
I don't get it.

Why here?

ROSSI:
Access, maybe.

He knows the victims
will be away

from their cars
while they work out.

Hey, what if it's a stressor
for him?

How so?

Maybe...

Maybe she left him
for a guy like that.

He comes here
to blow off steam, sees that,

only makes him angrier.

When the UnSub takes
a closer look,

he sees she's wearing a ring.

So he follows her back
to her car,

and he's picked his next victim.

And he's gotten
to the point where

any husband and wife will do.

That's a lot of anger.

What do you mean,
"it's your turn"?

Yeah, I mean you have...
you have to stab me.

- What? I'm not going to...
- Then he'll kill us both!

Now I'm gonna go sit down
on your cot.

Is this some sort of trick?

No.

It's better if I sit,

in case I pass out.

UNSUB:
You have until I count to three.

Ignore him and do what I say.

- One.
- Just do it. Right here.

- EMMA: This is...
- It won't even hurt.

- Two.
- Look, okay?

- Just right here.
- Oh, God!

- Three.
- Please.

(Phillip groans, Emma sobs)

There, see, you did it.

(Emma sobbing)

- Do it again.
- What? No.

- Again.
- No!

(gasps)
No.

What's your husband's name?

Let go, let go.

My wife's name is Maya.

I say her name...

to remind myself
why I'm still alive.

- Stop, please stop.
- What's his name, Emma?

Please, what's his name?

Say his name.

His name is John.

You're doing this for John.

No!

(panting, sobbing)

All right, so the UnSub's using
the track as his hunting ground.

Which means he found
Number Six there, too.

And that victim would have
pushed his button

in a special way.

You think he could be one
of the trainers?

No, none of these missing men
are particularly athletic.

MORGAN: So a regular
old fitness buff, then.

Worked out at the track,
just happened to talk

to the wrong UnSub.

Well, JJ and I
like Phillip Connor.

This guy?

- Mm-hmm.
- How come?

Well, for starters,

his mother reported him missing

just after
Mary Hammond disappeared.

JJ:
And when I spoke to his mom,

she told me that he
and his wife Maya got engaged

while she was still married
to another man.

That would push
the UnSub's buttons, all right.

HOTCH: Keep digging
into Phillip Connor.

If he is Number Six,
then he'll lead us to the UnSub.

(sighs)

I'm gonna need one more.

Oh, yes.

So, you and John.

How'd you guys meet?

Um, I'd rather not say.

Yeah.

Might as well.

We're gonna be here a while.

Okay, you first.

When I started dating Maya...
(sighs)

she was already,

-you know...
- With somebody?

Married to somebody.

Oh.

It was awkward when we did

the whole round
of "meet the friends."

They'd ask,
"So, how did you guys meet?"

And we'd be like, "Well..."

It was
a Christian dating Web site.

So you met online.
What's the big...

I'm not Christian.

I'm Jewish.

Technically.

"Technically"?

Genetically,

but I've never set foot
in a synagogue.

How'd you break that to John?

I haven't.

Yet.

-(gasps)
- UNSUB: Get back in your cell.

(lock buzzes)

(sighs)

Don't.

Don't go.

It's okay.

We can still talk
through the glass.

Come here.

(Phillip panting)

(whispering):
Listen carefully.

There's a way out of here.

(Blake whispering)

(ringtone sounding)

- Do you want me to...
- No.

(whispering)

You want to talk
about what's bothering you?

No, nothing's bothering me.

Something's bothering you.

I can always tell
when you're bothered,

because you whisper lyrics
to yourself.

Hip-hop, specifically.

I thought it was odd at first,

but then I remembered
your dissertation

was on the fluidity of metaphor.

You seem to have
a particular fondness for Nas.

Wow.

How did you know?

Morgan made me listen to him

when we started
working together.

He said, "Anybody that
can't quote 'Illmatic'

is ignorant."

So...

do you want to talk about it?

Um... the text,
it's from my husband.

Is that a bad thing?

He just wants to know
if I've thought about his offer.

What offer?

(sighs)

To teach with him at Harvard.

How would you teach...?

Oh.

Yeah.

Tough call. What do you think
you're gonna do?

When we got married,
part of the attraction

was that we were both obsessed
with our work,

and for a while, that was okay.

Yeah, last time we talked
about it,

you seemed to prefer it.

Well, not anymore.

I don't like going home

to an empty house.

- Can I offer some advice?
- Sure.

We need to turn around;
you just passed the house.

Oh.

REID:
That's not the advice, though.

Blake, for the last ten years,

this job has been my life.

And then, for a few months,

I had a taste of what you have.

So... work...

There's always work,

and there will always be work.

What's rare is finding someone
who makes us happy.

(distant thumping)

(thumping fades)

(no voice)

(panting)

Yes, my son went to that track.

Did he ever talk
about who he met there?

Maybe someone who took
a particular interest

in him and Maya?

(sighs)

Mrs. Connor...?

He didn't go there to exercise.

He went there to watch Maya.

Why would he watch his own wife?

(exhales)

After they married,
Phillip started to get...

funny.

He kept saying to me,

"if she cheated with me,
she'll cheat on me, Mom."

Did she cheat on him?

No, but she had had enough.

They're not divorced,

but they are separated.

And I can't say I blame her.

My son is sick.

He enjoys being sick.

It makes people
pay attention to him.

We need to talk to Maya
as soon as possible.

Do you have her phone number?

Uh, yeah.

I-I'll go get my cell phone.

BLAKE:
Wait.

Your son's sickness--

does he cut himself?

How-how-how did you know?

(grunts)

(yells)

(grunts)

(groans)

(yells)

(groans)

Emma... help me.

(gasps)

Let me in there.

- Let me in!
-(lock buzzes)

Oh, God...

What did he do to you?

Punished me for helping you.

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

Okay?

It's not...

Cut him.

Leave him alone.

Cut him

or I'll kill you.

How can Number Six be the UnSub?

We profiled a sadist.

BLAKE:
That all changed

when he had Mary Hammond alone.

He found something else
that worked for him.

Guy's wife left him
because he was a cutter.

So he took these women
not because of sex,

but because of something better.

They validate his
obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Turn it into a shared
bonding experience.

HOTCH:
And he got to play two roles.

The UnSub who tortures
and the sympathetic prisoner.

So I just spoke with Phillip's

soon-to-be ex-wife--
according to her,

he lives in a day-rate motel.

He'd need more space
and privacy than that.

-(phone beeps)
- GARCIA: I'm here, sir.

What do we know about
Phillip Connor's work history?

Uh, he freelanced in the area.

Mostly computer stuff
that the car company

sub-contracted out to.

ROSSI:
He needs infrastructure.

Something he could convert.

BLAKE:
Garcia, what work site

sticks out as the biggest?

There's a microprocessor plant
in foreclosure.

Is that the kind of thing
you're looking for?

JJ:
The clean rooms.

He could seal
his prisoners in there

and no one would
hear them scream.

HOTCH:
They're gonna need a strategy.

If he's got abandonment issues,

he won't hesitate to kill Emma.

BLAKE:
Unless we give him something

he wants even more.

Can you make that happen?

If I can't, it's gonna be
one hell of a bluff.

I'm gonna need your help.

What do I do?

You have to.

You'll die.

We don't have a choice.

No, we can fight.

We have the knife.

Nah, the woman before you
tried that.

He waited
until we were asleep and then...

- There has to be something...
- There is.

(quietly):
What?

I've been here so long.

I don't want
to live like this anymore.

(tires screech)

(indistinct chatter)

If you don't do it, he will.

And I don't want it to be him.

If you're gone,
what will he do to me?

We could go together.

MALE OFFICER:
Clear.

EMMA:
There has to be another way.

No.

This guy thought of everything.

This is all we have left.

(rapid, shallow gasping)

I could do you first.

I promise I'll make it quick.

- FBI!
- What?

- We're coming in!
- Oh, my God-- it's him, Emma.

Give me... give me the knife.

No, they said "FBI."

Emma!

Oh, my God, they found us!

It's gonna be...

EMMA:
No...

(voice breaking):
No...

- OFFICER: Hit it!
- Go, go, go!

- Emma!
-(Emma screams)

EMMA:
No!

- No!
- Shoot the glass.

EMMA:
Oh, God...

(Emma moans, gasps)

Put down the knife.

Drop your guns,
or I'll gut her.

- Oh, God, help me.
- BLAKE: Phillip,

you don't want to do this.

You don't know what I want.

BLAKE:
Actually, I do.

You want Maya, right?

You want her back.

I can arrange that.

You're lying.

I'm not.

She'll see you.

But for that to happen, you have
to put down the knife.

Bring her here.

You...

you want her here?

If what you say is true,
I want to see her.

Okay.

I'm gonna check.

JJ, are you close?

JJ:
Yeah.

Maya.

Oh, God, Phillip...

what did you do?

Maya... Maya...

you came.

JJ:
Maya?

Is there something you want
to say to your husband?

I'm willing to talk.

But only if you let her go.

(Emma groaning)

You...

(Emma sobs)

Don't make me look at him again!

Maya... no!

Maya, wait.

Maya!

Maya...!

I love you!

(indistinct chatter)

There he is.

John.

(Emma sobs)

You made up your mind,
haven't you?

I'm happy for You

(door opens)

(door closes)

I'm home.

Honey?

James.

Hey.

Well?

Let's go visit Harvard.

Really?

You're gonna come?

On holidays.

And weekends.

Boston's closer
than South Sandistan.

What happened to our veto power?

I know you want
to be a couple again.

I want that, too.

But...

I need this job.

And one of the things that
made me fall in love with you

is that you understood that
about me.

James, this is the hardest
decision I've ever had to make.

Hey.

Give me your hand.

I took you...

for better or worse.

And nothing...

...is ever gonna change that.

Right?

Right.