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Previously on "Criminal Minds"...

I was able to increase the
budget to hire a new agent.

That's great.

Well, I made an offer.

I'm expecting a response tomorrow

and my fingers are crossed
it'll be a yes.

But I can tell you this agent's
been with the bureau nearly 20 years,

and we met on a case for Interpol.

Steven?

You gotta be kidding.

Steven Walker. How you been?

Welcome aboard.

Really appreciate you helping out
on these seminars, Steven.

Of course. Agent Rossi's profiling class

is what got me hooked
my rookie year in the Bureau.

You got in your first year.

I never even heard of that.
I had to wait until my third.

I test well.

Ok, you don't have to be modest.

Do you know what I had to do
to pry you away from the B.A.P.?

We're lucky to have you.

Well, I appreciate it.

Agent Rossi was a mentor
when I was coming up,

so I'm happy to be here.

He said you were one of the
most naturally-gifted profilers

he's ever seen.

By the way, you know
what today is, right?

Yes. I wasn't gonna say anything.

Good plan.

I'll meet you up there.
Give me a minute.

Please...

You ever seen brain matter
and blood splattered together?

It makes a pink mist.

Don't worry.

You won't even feel it.

Michael Lee Hill, FBI!

Drop your weapon!

I'll blow her head off.

Let her go, Michael.

- Back up.
- We can't do that.

Then she dies today.

You hear me?!

No!

Congratulations.

You just sent agent Prentiss
to the emergency room.

Hopefully, she pulls through.

You only take the shot

if you are absolutely sure.

And trust me,

you are rarely absolutely sure.

With the adrenaline, even
the best can miss easy shots

from time to time.

And a hail of bullets
is never a good thing.

The point is to control the situation,

and a shootout is one of the most
uncontrollable situations there are.

Anyone else?

Maybe speak to his mother
issues, get him off balance.

I'll blow her head off.

No, you won't.

Your mother would be angry if you did.

You think she abandoned
you but she didn't.

You don't know a damn thing.

We know your mother loves you.

Just let that girl go
and see for yourself.

We could take you to her right now.

Liars!

Wrong answer. You just
got the victim killed

and lost the unsub.

Not exactly a win.

You're all regional coordinators
with a few years on the job,

and this is an advanced
training seminar.

You gotta do better than that.

So what else?

Well, the profile
says he's narcissistic.

I mean, you should appeal to that.

Finally somebody's thinking.
Now I remember

why I recommended you for
this program, agent Clark.

I'll blow her head off.

You don't need her, Michael.

You're already a household name.

It's true. I've hunted men
like you all over the world.

You're the best we've ever seen.

Now, just let that girl go
so you can tell your story.

No! No!

The takedown, as we call it,

is an extremely fluid situation,

you need to rely on your
instincts, your training,

and above all else, the profile.

It could save your life, not
to mention your partner's,

and the victim's.

That's why we work so hard to build it.

All right, that's all for today.

Let's do it.

Uh, excuse me, agent Rossi.

Uh, we heard it's your birthday,

and in your book you
said you like scotch,

so we all got together and put in and...

We got you this.

Now, we know alcohol's not
allowed on the premises,

but we figured...

I don't celebrate my
birthday, but thank you.

Ok?

Well... I'm sorry.

I say something wrong?

It's not you.

Have any of you heard of Tommy Yates?

The Womb Raider?

Yeah, agent Rossi put him away.

He's one of the most
prolific serial killers ever.

He's also one of the escaped convicts

from that mass prison break last year.

He had something like 40 victims, right?

47 that were recovered, but he
claims to have killed over 100.

He kidnapped his female
victims, starved them for days,

and then cut out their reproductive
organs, hence the nickname.

I heard he took out
their vocal chords, too.

He did, indeed. But a few years back,

after he was caught,

he and Rossi made a deal.

Every year Yates agreed

to give him another name and location

of a victim he buried,

but only one name a year

and only on Rossi's birthday.

In exchange, Yates got
transferred to the East Coast,

where his death sentence
got commuted to life

without the possibility of parole.

Today is Rossi's first
birthday since Yates escaped.

_

This is Rossi.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, agent Rossi ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Sorry we couldn't have
our annual sit-down.

There's still time.

Just tell me where you are.

Nice try.

But considering everything
you've done for me,

I figured I still owe you a present.

Her name is Jody Wilson.

Is Jody Wilson?

What do you mean, is?

Answer me.

I'm back, Dave.

And I'm feeling like my old self again.

Now, listen close

and I'll tell you where
you're gonna find her.

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Lucius Annaeus Seneca.

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Well, we have to wait for the coroner,

but clearly her genitalia and
reproductive organs have been mutilated.

Her vocal chords, too.

She looks to be about
late 40s, early 50s.

That tracks. I mean, all of his
victims are right around his age.

And he buried her, too.

So if he sticks to his pattern, he'll
most likely go after another woman soon.

He usually kills in twos, right?

So nothing's changed.
His M.O.'s exactly the same.

Well, not exactly.
His first victim is usually high-risk.

Runaways, prostitutes...

But Jody Wilson is as
low-risk as they come.

That's new.

Assuming that this is his first victim.

It is. He would have told me otherwise.

Alvez, coordinate with
the fugitive recovery team.

- I want a full-scale manhunt.
- Alright.

I'll contact the press
to warn the public.

There's something else
that's new, you know.

Yeah.

Now he's taunting me.

How... how is that new? I mean, one name

a year on your birthday.

Wasn't the whole deal a taunt?

No. That was about power and control.

This is about payback.

How can you be sure?

I've been tracking that guy since '92.

He was aware of me then, but not once

did he reach out
before one of his kills.

As a matter of fact, whenever
we got close, he went under.

So why start taunting you now?

That's the million-dollar question.

But it definitely has to do
with rapport and mutual respect

built up over the years.

Mutual respect?

You respect that monster?

I used to think that they
were all monsters, too.

But they're not.

They're just men,

and occasionally women.

And not to respect the people I hunt

would be like a soldier
not respecting his enemy.

And that mistake costs lives.

But how do you know he
felt the same way about you?

This whole thing feels like disrespect.

Because he said as much.

Truth be told, I actually
think he liked me.

Yates has no family and no friends.

Agent Rossi is the only real human
connection he has to the world.

And I took advantage of that.

I wanted that rapport with him.

Sorry. Sir, I know, I'm
late, but I come bearing

um, gifts,

in the form of case files.

I have also sent you all digital copies,

if you are of the millennial variety.

And since you're all
here in official capacity,

and since this seminar is
considered on-the-job training,

we're enlisting every one of
you to help catch this guy.

So make sure you familiarize
yourselves with all of this,

and our technical analyst Penelope
Garcia will help you in any way she can.

In the meantime, I want
to ask about next steps.

What are they?

I'd put a trace on the phone.

Way ahead of you. He's probably
using prepaid cell phones,

which means we have to keep
him on the line long enough

to triangulate the signal. What else?

I'd like to see the official
M.E. report on Jody Wilson.

I'd also like to know
what the crime scene techs

found out at the disposal site.

Yes. We're waiting on those reports.
Go on.

Victimology on Jody Wilson. Phone
records, email, social media.

There's nothing. Jody was merely analog.

I'd talk to her family and friends,

get to really know who Jody Wilson was.

Very good. Her mother Mae
will be here in an hour.

In the meantime, get to work.

What are you two doing here?

We thought we would help
with the Mae Wilson interview.

Prentiss send you?

I think she was just trying
to utilize our skill sets.

Thanks. But I got it.

And... She's a little worried about you.

We all are.

We know what this case means to you.

I'm fine.

I don't need help.

I've personally spoken to the parents

of every single one
of Tommy Yates victims,

and I'm not about to change that now.

Mrs. Wilson?

Uh-huh.

I'm SSA Rossi,

but you can call me David.

I want to thank you for coming in.

Is there anything I could get you...

Water, coffee?

No. No. Thank you.

Let me just say,

I want to tell you how
sorry I am for your loss.

And if there's anything that we can do,

please don't hesitate to ask.

Thank you.

Now, are you ready to
answer a few questions?

Ok. So when was the
last time you saw Jody?

Would you say that you two
had a close relationship?

Was Jody a drinker,

or maybe do any drugs that you know of?

Is there anyone you know
who would want to hurt Jody?

No. Jody has always been sweet.

Had her mood changed recently?

Yes, she was happy lately.

Lately? Was she not usually happy?

Well, Jody's not the outgoing type.

She never had very many friends.

She never got married.

A few months ago she met someone.

Who?

Johnny.

Nice guy.

When they came to visit,
he brought me flowers.

Do you happen to know
Johnny's last name?

Because we probably should talk to him.

Ohh. I'm sorry.

My brain's not as
sharp as it used to be.

I only saw him once.

She was so happy.

Why would somebody do this to her?

Why?

This is the man we think took Jody.

And the reasons why
are very complicated.

Do you recognize him?

That's Johnny.

This guy is an escaped convict,

face all over the news, cops
everywhere looking for him,

what does he do? He settles
down and finds a girlfriend.

And we profiled Yates as an introvert

with limited social skills.

How does a guy like
that find a girlfriend?

Jody Wilson was an introvert
with limited social skills, too.

They were perfect for each other.

Jody Wilson's SUV was just
discovered outside of Richmond.

He must have abandoned it.

Probably stole another one.

That's actually a really good guess,

because her savings account
was just emptied, too.

Richmond. He's moving south.

Is that the M.E. report?

Yeah. And the cause of death

is exactly what you think it would be.

What about stomach contents?

Partially digested eggs, bacon, and...

Ok. Ok. If I'd wanted to know,
I would have read it myself.

He didn't starve her? Let me see that.

It may have been because
he didn't have time.

He is on the run.

But he did have time.

Jody Wilson was his girlfriend.
He's had weeks.

I'm curious

why he suddenly tried to
be intimate with women.

He hates women.

His childhood was a living hell.

And he spent the better
part of his adulthood

as a serial killer.

What if he just wanted
to be normal for once?

So he's trying to achieve
some kind of idealized fantasy,

like playing house.

And then when he realized he
would never fulfill that fantasy,

he killed the woman who
made him think he could.

So what's Yates next move?

He'll find another victim.

I was wondering when you might call.

Hiya, Dave.

We, uh, found Jody's SUV, you know.

We're gonna find you soon, too.

Promises, promises.

I, um, got a question for you, Tommy.

Shoot.

I mean, you didn't really think

you'd have any kind of
normal life with Jody,

did you? I mean, come on.

Huh. Guess that's
something we got in common.

Joy, Kai, Hayden.

You don't actually think you
could have a normal life, do you?

You stay the hell away from my family.

Nah. Me and you are the same that way.

What's that saying?

"Be careful hunting monsters,

lest you become one yourself."

I swear to God, Yates, if
anything happens to them...

Ah. Ain't that sweet.

Papa Bear's protective. That's good.

Family's important, right?

Better enjoy 'em while you can.

Never know how much time you have left.

Ah. Enough with the small talk.

I just called to tell you I've
gone and done it again, Dave.

She told me her name is Amber.

Funny, 'cause her license
says Regina Franklin.

She'll be buried at Patapsco State Park,

where the river bend meets Route 40,

right near a great big old tree.

I'll take her gag off
so you can hear her.

Regina, screaming: No!

No! No!

First he heads south toward Richmond,

and then he bounces back
up north to Baltimore.

Which way is he heading?

Hopefully the roadblocks
will keep him hemmed in.

Agents, over here, please!

Oh, damn it, how'd
they find out already?

My gut says Yates told them.

What, you think he wants attention?
He didn't profile as narcissistic.

No. He wants to humiliate me.

I'll handle them. You guys
check out the crime scene.

Excuse me, agent. Can you confirm

that this is the work
of the Womb Raider?

No, I cannot.

And let me be clear.

"Womb Raider" is a
nickname you gave him.

His real name is Tommy Yates.

And I call him "murderer."

Her name is Regina Franklin.

26-year-old prostitute and meth addict.

She was originally from
Tampa but moved to Baltimore

after she dropped out of her
senior year of high school.

The M.E. found 37 stab wounds

to her genitalia and lower abdomen,

10 to the throat.

But Yates is usually more
surgical than that. Why so sloppy?

Good catch. We think it's because
he gave us his exact location,

he had to move fast because
he knew we were coming.

She had defensive wounds.

Yes. The M.E. believes
that she tried to fight back

at some point, probably
when he first grabbed her.

She also had someone
else's blood on her,

enough to run a sample through CODIS

and we were able to confirm
that it belongs to Yates.

Excuse me. Sorry. I was listening

to your conversation with
Yates and I heard something.

Family's important, right?

Better enjoy them while you can.

You never know how
much time you got left.

Clearly he's threatening
me and my family.

That's what I thought,
too, but listen again.

Family's important, right?

Better enjoy them while you can.

You never know how
much time you got left.

He doesn't sound very threatening.

He sounds sad.

Exactly.

So what are you thinking?

"You never know how
much time you got left."

Maybe he wasn't talking about you.

Maybe he was talking about himself.

We need to talk to the M.E.

And I want to see Yates
prison medical records.

It might be time to deliver the profile.

Tommy Yates removes his
victims' reproductive organs

because he hates the fact
that he was even born.

His latest victim is 26 years old.

Now, that's a departure for him.

Historically his victims have been
right around the same age he is.

This shift is about availability.

Regina was a prostitute, a drug addict.

She was an easy target.

And he needs easy targets,
now more than ever before.

Luckily, the coroner recovered
a recent sample of his blood,

and when we had it tested, we found out

that Yates has cancer.

We're not sure what type,

but we know he's a smoker,

and his grandmother
died from lung cancer.

So now we think his
victim's age no longer matters.

And he's definitely got transportation,

probably a van or a
truck and probably stolen.

In the past, he typically moved

from high-risk lifestyle
victims to low-risk,

so he may be about to
up his game somehow.

He used to starve and
hold his victims for days.

He seems to have skipped
that step with the last two.

We believe that because Yates is sick

and feels that he's running out of time.

Unfortunately, that sentiment
could push him towards

some kind of a spree.

He may want to kill
as many people as he can

before he goes out himself.

When serial killers
know their death is imminent,

they typically either
feel the urge to confess

or they try to go out with a bang,

so they can go down in history.

His killing again, Yates seems
to be leaning toward the latter.

So we think he may try to
do that somehow through me.

Yeah?

All right.

Look, if you need anything,

you just call me, ok?

I love you, too.

Hey.

Hey.

Everything quiet on the home front?

No. My daughter and my grandson

are sleeping in the safe house,

and her mother, well,

she never loved the perks
of this job to begin with.

You should go home and get some rest.

Is this you being the
compassionate boss?

No, this is me being
the compassionate friend.

You keep burning the
candle at both ends,

there won't be much of you left.

Wait a minute. I say that.

What, are you using
my sayings against me?

I am. And it's true. That's
why it's a good saying.

Go get some rest.
No case was solved in a day.

And that's another one.

I know. What do you want?
I learned from the best.

Look, I appreciate your
concern, but I'm fine.

Really.

All right.

What's for dinner? I'm buying.

Ohh...

Don't make that face. I'm starving,

and I know you haven't eaten.

Ok. I'll get a meatball
sandwich from Riggio's.

They don't deliver this late.

Oh, they do for me.

Hey. Need a ride?

It's 100. 50 if you
want something quick.

Can I have one of them cigarettes?

Definitely.

Thanks.

I'm glad they're not mentholated.

Keep going straight.

You ok?

You need some water or something?

No. No. I'm fine.

You don't look fine.

These damn things'll kill ya.

Hand me that bag, please.

I'm gonna need you to cooperate.

And be very quiet

while I call a friend of mine. Ok?

Please...

Ok?

Please...

This one's not carrying I.D.,

but she says her name's
Brandi, with an "I."

You don't need to keep doing this.

You've got my attention.

You know what?

I think I'll take my time
with her... old school.

You deserve that. You know what else?

You're never gonna find her.

Please!

Agent Rossi, it's been two days

since you got that call.

What do you think? Is she still alive?

I think there's a chance, yes.

And he did say, "I think
I'll take my time with her...

Old school."

That probably means
he's gonna starve her

before he kills her,
just like he used to.

But why now is he just
giving you the victim's name

but not the location of
where he's going to bury her?

We think that's a sadistic attempt

to mentally torture Agent Rossi.

It's also Yates
way of staying connected.

The relationship with Agent
Rossi must validate him somehow.

So what's our next move?

We're in what I call a tweener.

We've scoured every report,
exhausted every resource,

turned every stone.

What, so now we wait?

Well, we're on high alert.
The manhunt is still active,

so we're not exactly waiting.

But every investigation, at this point,

requires patience.

But most of all, focus.

Because all the answers
aren't all out there.

Most are right here.

And that's the job.

That's why we get into
the mind of the killer.

And if you can't get into your own head,

you're never gonna get
into someone else's.

And the way we do that
is we need a process,

and we've all got one.

I play the trombone.

I go to the shooting range.

Meditation. Jigsaw puzzles.

I even know a guy who likes
to box to find his zen.

So what do you do?

Me? I cook.

Always the same dish.

Spaghetti alla carbonara.

My grandmother's specialty.

The prep work, it relaxes me.

Something about the smell
reminds me of my childhood.

And because I've done it so many times,

the process has become second nature.

Like Yates and his process.

Cooking, if you will, is my ritual.

And then I sit and eat,

but in my head, I'm having
dinner with the unsub,

whoever that might be.

See, to get the right answers,

first you gotta ask the right questions.

How do you like it?

Delicious.

What is that, bacon?

Pancetta.

Never heard of it.

Not big on manners, are you?

My grandma was into manners.

Always hated that bitch.

I get it.

She starved you, beat you,

made you wear dresses.

You know, she used to sit on me, too.

Can you imagine, that
fat cow sitting on a kid?

And all that time, you must
have wondered about your mother.

But most of all, you wondered

how she could die

while she was giving you life.

Always hated that bitch, too.

Yeah. That's the thing
that always makes you snap.

That hate is what feeds your compulsion.

Fancy talk. But you still
don't know where to find me.

Tick tock.

The one thing I really want to know

is, what changed in prison?

You tell me.

No more hunting, no more killing.

No more being one step ahead of us.

Drove me crazy.

But not for long.

Because that's when you
came up with the deal,

the birthday visits.

That's how you tried
to get your power back.

This is old news.

Only thing that matters
is where I am right now.

Because you know I won't
be able to wait long.

But sooner or later... Mmm.

And since I'm revealing all of my vices,

I also have a fondness for cigars.

It's a rare indulgence I allow myself.

A habit forged in the crucible

of the jungles of
Vietnam during wartime.

It helps me think.

Usually it's an Opus X.

But if they ever lift
that Cuban embargo,

I might expand my horizons.

Got a light?

How sick are you?

It's all relative.

Cancer.

It's gonna get ugly.

Especially without treatment.

Even with treatment.

You think I don't know that?

Of course you do. That's
what this is all about...

Not going quietly into the night.

But why all of this focus on me?

I mean, I would understand
you going back to killing,

but why am I so special?

I bet you'd like to know, wouldn't you?

The obvious answer is, you want payback.

Yes, that is indeed obvious.

I took away your ritual

and stole all of your power.

I locked you up and threw away the key.

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

But the irony of it is,

I may be the only person in your life

who truly made you feel special.

So, what is it that you want?

To make history.

I was being obvious.

You don't need me to make history.

This is personal.

Interesting.

You already have bodies out
there that I'll never find.

So why do you need to torture
me with these new ones?

Because you're dying.

You don't want to be forgotten.

You need me to remember.

So, what I need to know

is what are you gonna do next?

The suspense is killing me.

You'll go back to what you know.

That's why you're starving her again.

Go on.

Then when she's good and weak,

you'll cut out her reproductive
organs and vocal chords as usual,

and then you'll bury her.

But you won't tell me where.

Come on! This is bush league.

That's the best you got?

The rookies in your class
could do better than this.

Where are you gonna bury her, Yates?

Someplace you'll never find her.

Yeah. You said that already.

But to get to me, to really get to me,

where would you put her?

Hmm...

Garcia, I think I know
where he may be going.

Please...

We're here.

Alright. Have a seat, everyone.

Thank you for coming
in on such short notice.

But, uh, last night,
technically this morning,

we've made some headway on the case

and we were able to locate Tommy Yates.

Yes!

Because Agent Rossi
himself became essential

to Yates M.O., we knew
he wouldn't go far.

In fact, quite the opposite.

Yates figured the best way to get to me

was to, uh, bury a victim I
knew about right under my nose.

We reviewed all the transcripts

of every conversation agent
Rossi ever had with Yates.

To build rapport and earn his trust,

I, uh, I told him
certain things about me.

Some I made up. Some were true.

For example, the name of
the park I like to walk in.

We covered the park and the
areas surrounding the base,

even the playground across
the street from a restaurant

agent Rossi told Yates about.

That's when I realized

that none of these
places were close enough.

I was headed to the
office when it hit me.

Let her go, Yates!

I was hoping I might run into you, Dave.

Well, this is my land. And
I remembered you like trees.

Right there's the biggest one I got.

Beautiful piece of property.

6 acres you said, right?

Let her go, Yates. It's all over.

Tell you what.

How about you just
let me go die in peace

and we forget this whole thing.

You know I can't do that.

So why don't you just
put the knife down,

I'll take you in, we'll both
have a good night's sleep.

See...

Here's the thing.

I'm not going back to jail.

I'm not gonna die in there.

But the problem is,

if you shoot me, you save her,

but then I can't tell you

where I buried all those
other girls over the years.

Let her go.

But if you don't shoot me,

I'm gonna kill her.

Yates!

I told you, I'm not going back.

Brandi's real name is
Stephanie Wetherbee.

She was a runaway from Philadelphia

who hadn't seen her
family in over 10 years.

So we found her mother and fixed that.

Oh, baby.

We found Regina Franklin's
parents in Tampa.

I offered to fly down and
talk to them personally,

but apparently her mother
has a cousin who lives here,

so we flew them up instead.

Some cases end well

and you can forget about them.

But some some become a part

of who you are.

This job is going to change you.

And not only that,
it's going to show you

who you really are.

And sometimes that's not easy to see.

And that's why not
everybody can do this job.

And that's why we train like we do.

Because lives depend upon it.

Now, agents Prentiss and
Walker were kind enough

to, um, hold on to this for me.

I owe you all an apology.

'Cause this was a very thoughtful gift.

And what I should have
done was say thank you.

So to make up for it,

I'm inviting you all to
my home tonight for dinner.

7:30 sharp.

Now, I've got a few minutes
before I have to go in and debrief.

Are there any questions?

Excuse me.

Agent Rossi, do you have a second?

Agent Clark, what can I do for you?

Um, I want to say thank you, sir.

Um, but I'm leaving the program.

Why? You're one of the most promising

young coordinators we have.

Thank you, sir. That means a lot.

Um... But I just got engaged

and I can't bring that insanity home.

I mean, that Yates case.

I'm sorry, but I just don't have
to deal with it the way you have.

It takes time to build those skills.

That's just it, sir. I don't
know if I want those skills.

I just can't have this become my life.

I hope you understand.

I want to say thank
you, though, agent Rossi,

for everything. It's been an honor.

Good luck.

Thanks.

You all right?

Yeah.

I heard about agent Clark.

It's a shame. I liked him, too.

I never told you this,

but the first case I worked
after I took your class...

It, uh, well, it went sideways.

I had a team of people
operating in deep cover

inside a cell in Belgium, and...

We lost them, all 3 of them.

My profile was off.

But we got the cell.

They were planning to
bomb a soccer match,

and it would have been a catastrophe.

I never heard about that.

Joint taskforce with the CIA.
They kept it quiet.

You can't blame yourself, you know.

Those deep cover
agents, they volunteered.

I don't.

At least not anymore.

And that's because of you.

We save lives, and
that's all that matters.

And every life we save, it's a win.

You taught me that.

"The life of the dead is placed

in the memory of the living."

Marcus Tullius Cicero.

And a lot of people are
living because of you.

I hope you never forget that.

Now, come on. You gotta cook
for a bunch of young agents.

And I'm starving.

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