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Seriously, this is beyond gross.

Who leaves dirty dishes in the sink?

I know we bought this house as it,

but come on.

I don't think this wall
is load-bearing, hon.

We can knock it out, build the
baby's nursery in this direction.

I guess.

Hey, what's the matter?

You sure we did the right thing?

Buying this place, I mean.

It's kind of creepy.

We wanted a place to
make our own, remember?

Come on, babe.

We're going to be happy here.

I promise.

I hope you're right.

What the hell?

There a Hazmat suit
anywhere around here?

Ben?

You ok?

Aah!

I'm sorry I'm late.

Never live where your
commute involves a bridge.

It's ok. I was just going
through potential cases.

Hey, I meant it when I said
you should take some time off.

You've just been through a lot.

That's like the job description

of everybody who works here.

"Must go through a lot." I'm ok.

That just came in.

A mummy?

Yeah, they found it inside of a wall

in a cabin outside
Varnville, South Carolina.

They think it's really old.

Well, it's not something
you see every day,

but it sounds more like a cold case.

That's a no then.

Hey, wait a second.

Rossi's still in Savannah, isn't he?

Uh-huh. He comes back today.

And how far is Varnville
from the main highway?

Not far, like 10 miles.

Ok. Well, maybe he can
swing by on his way out,

take a look, advise
local law enforcement

on how to proceed.

No problem, Emily.

I was just getting ready to check out.

David, before you drop me...

Shh, shh, shh.

Uh, yeah, have Garcia send
me the contact information

and I'll coordinate from the road.

I'll check in when I get there.

Ok.

Did you just shush me?

I'm sorry. That was Emily.

Oh. Yeah, you don't
want your boss to know

you have a woman in a hotel room.

What I don't want is the whole
team weighing in just yet.

They tend to have a proprietary interest

in my love life.

Mm-hmm. Oh.

Shh.

Portia.

Uh, yeah, I'm leaving
for the airport now.

Savannah is lovely.

Lot of work, but I managed to
squeeze in a little bit of fun.

Yes.

I'll call you when I land at JFK.

Bye.

So you don't want your daughter to know

you have a man in your hotel room.

David Rossi is a touchy
subject right now.

Why?

Well, the last time the
3 of us were together,

you lobbed a grenade
into her wedding plans.

She was about to marry
an abusive con man.

Ok, a grenade that needed to be lobbed.

I know that and she knows that.

But the wounds are a little
fresh right now, that's all.

Which means she doesn't appreciate
you sleeping with the enemy.

Stop it.

She doesn't think that you're the enemy.

Mmm.

She just met a new guy,

the first one that
she's been interested in

since the breakup.

That's great.

So maybe just for a little bit,

we keep this on the downlow.

I appreciate the help, Agent Rossi.

Nobody's touched a
thing, like you asked.

Is the coroner en route
from Charleston yet?

They should be here any minute.

The cadaver dog just arrived.

Get to work. Let's go.

Who were the previous owners?

That'd be Karl and Dorothy Elgin.

Hermits.

Built the place back in the sixties

and just holed up.

They still around?

Oh, Karl died a couple of years ago,

and Dorothy's been
put in a nursing home.

From what I hear, she's
pretty much lost her marbles.

Can't imagine who the body could be.

I mean, nobody's been reported missing

around these parts that I can remember.

Dog looks like it's confused.

The dog's not confused,
it's overwhelmed.

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"Memory is a crazy woman"

"that hoards colored rags
and throws away food."

Austin O'Malley.

So as far as anyone knows,

Karl and Dorothy Elgin
lived totally isolated.

No kids, no family, no friends.

50 years. I mean, they had to have

some interaction with other people.

5 bodies and counting,
all young females.

Coroner says the victims
have been there for a while.

Are we looking at a husband
and wife killing team here?

It's rare, but it does happen.

In England, Rosemary West
assisted her husband Fred

in the murder of 12 individuals

over a 20-year span without detection.

Dorothy Elgin could be a
homegrown version of that...

Female accommodating the
psychopathic urges of the man.

Ok, but why mummify?

Forensic countermeasure, maybe?

Hmm. Throwing the bodies
in a swamp would have been

a better forensic countermeasure.

Luke's right. It was a deliberate choice

to preserve those corpses,

keep the victims close to home.

You know, maybe the killer thought

he was sending the
bodies into the future.

Ancient Egyptians believed
the souls of the deceased

would return from the afterlife

to re-inhabit their original bodies,

so the human form was kept
in tact and recognizable.

There's also a literal
covering up of the crime here,

and that says remorse.

Matt, JJ, go to the local
sheriff's department,

help them prepare for the media frenzy

that's coming down the pike.

Luke, you and I will meet
Rossi at the crime scene.

Reid, Tara, go to the nursing home,

see if you can talk to Dorothy Elgin.

If anyone knows the secrets
of that house, it's her.

Mrs. Elgin was committed
here 3 months ago.

She was found wandering
on the outskirts of town

in the middle of the night.

And the diagnosis was dementia?

That's right.

Honestly, I don't know how much luck

y'all are gonna have talking to her.

Mrs. Elgin drifts in and out.

Did she bring any personal
possessions with her?

She had a bag with some small items

when the police found her.

I believe they're still in her room

if you want to take a look.

What about visitors?

Not a one. It's sad, really.

Mrs. Elgin, there's some
people here to see you.

Dorothy, hi. I'm Tara.

This is my friend Reid.

We were hoping to maybe talk to you

about your old house.

We think something bad happened there.

Maybe with your help,

we could fix it.

Good. You found it ok.

How many victims are we up to?

7, in the walls and under the floor.

They found this box
filled with knickknacks

next to one of the bodies.

Souvenirs of their victims.

We should get
descriptions of these items

out to the public.

It might jog someone's memory.

Dr. Caldwell, this is SSA
Prentiss and SSA Alvez.

Dr. Caldwell's with the
Charleston coroner's office.

She came up to help us out.

Yeah, local M.E.'s not equipped

to handle something like this,

so I'm having the remains
taken back to our facilities.

Do we know how long the
bodies have been here?

Ballpark, 20 years. Some
longer, some shorter.

This all seems fairly sophisticated.

It is.

The internal organs weren't removed

as with a true mummification,

but the bodies were
treated before being wrapped

and then salted.

That's why there's no discernible odor.

Those look like the
teeth of a meth addict.

These women probably all
lived high-risk lifestyles...

Drug addicts, prostitutes, runaways.

Explains why they
might vanish for decades

and nobody knows or cares.

Somebody cared.

The victims' clothes were mended,

carefully sewn, and kept in good repair.

Dr. Caldwell,

you better come look at this.

These victims don't look as old.

They aren't.

They've been dead less than a year.

Meaning after Karl died

and Dorothy became an invalid.

This cold case just got hot.

We've got an active unsub.

Find anything in her room?

Just the items she had with
her when she was picked up...

A hand mirror, a deck of cards,

and a hairbrush.

Prentiss.

_

Dorothy, I was hoping
maybe we could talk

about something else, ok?

What happened after your husband passed?

Did anyone new ever come out...

It won't work.

Excuse me?

It won't work. It's not the same.

What is not the same?

It's not the same!

Ok, Dorothy, it's all right.

We believe you.

Are the bodies recognizable?

Ms. Underwood...

Because on the news they
said they were preserved.

It's best to wait until DNA can...

I'm not afraid to look.

I don't care how awful it is.

Daria was my only sister.

The day she ran away I was in school,

seventh grade.

I didn't even get a
chance to say good-bye.

I know what you're feeling.

Believe me, I do.

Look, I have your contact information.

If we get any news,
I'll be in touch, ok?

This way, ma'am. Thank you.

Tough situation.

Hopefully we'll get some answers soon.

Well, we've identified
the two latest victims...

June Berkholt and Amy Sanders,

both in their forties.

Abducted in broad daylight
while doing errands.

Anyway, Prentiss wants
us to drive to Charleston

to see what else the M.E. has.

Help me!

Help me!

Please!

Just another day at the office.

Mama always said I should
have studied accounting.

It's probably easiest
if we looked at these

as two separate, distinct crimes...

The past and the present.

Simplicity's good. Fire away.

Let's start with the 7
victims from the past.

All were female Caucasians

in their late teens to mid-twenties,

brunettes, small boned,
around 5'6, " 5'7".

They were killed over
a period of two decades,

roughly 1988 to 2008.

Sexually assaulted?

No. No signs of rape, torture,
or prolonged confinement.

What about C.O.D.?

Poison.

That skews female.

Puts Dorothy solidly in the picture.

Now for the present.

Two latest victims ranged in age

from 42 to 46 and had
a rougher time of it.

They both suffered blunt
force trauma to the head.

We're definitely dealing with
two different killers here.

An offender's signature wouldn't
deviate that dramatically.

Yeah, there is a lot more anger

in our active unsub.

And sadism.

I found insulation residue
in the victim's lungs.

So the women were entombed
while they were still alive.

Our unsub has to be
someone close to the Elgins.

He was familiar with
the earlier killings

and tried to emulate them.

A friend, maybe,

or a family member we don't know about.

Ok, let's take a step back

and review what we've got so far.

Karl Elgin began killing
young runaway types

starting back in the eighties.

Brought them back to the
house using some sort of ruse,

a hot meal, roof over their head.

So many victims over
such a long time span,

Dorothy had to be complicit.

More than that, maybe.

She could have been calling the shots,

reining in the more violent
tendencies of her husband.

Now fast forward to present day,

and years after Karl's last victim,

two more women are killed
in the span of 12 months.

Murders that coincidentally
started shortly after Karl died.

- Garcia.
- Dígame.

Have you found any connection
between the two women we just ID'd?

No, I have not. Both were
married and had children,

participated in their communities.

They both seem like model citizens.

Two women like that go
missing in less than a year

and nobody down here connects the dots?

You're pretty great at that.

My aunt loved to sew.

I was a tomboy,

always tearing my jeans,

and she would mend them,

make them good as new.

Now, Dorothy, you can
be truthful with us

about Karl and the girls.

We know you cared about them.

That's why you fixed their clothing.

I'm sorry, but it's time
for Mrs. Elgin's medicine.

Dorothy, you said something earlier.

"It won't work. It's not the
same." What did that mean?

Did I say that?

You don't remember?

No.

I'll bring her back in a few minutes

if you'd like to wait.

Something's going on with her.

No! No!

Call
9-1-1.

Somebody help. Help her.

All right, yeah. Thanks.

Dorothy died on the way to the hospital.

Whatever she knew died with her.

I can't believe she did that.

Well, maybe the guilt got
to be too much for her.

Is that everything?
There's nothing else?

Those are the only items
she brought from her house.

All right, Dorothy was
picked up by the police

in the middle of the night.

She was brought here, went to bed,

but she wasn't processed
until the next morning.

So she had a small window
of unsupervised time.

What's the one thing we know
for sure about the Elgins?

They like to hide things.

Yeah.

Jewelry, keychains, bodies, you know,

the important stuff.

Old habits die hard.

What are you doing?

We could talk. It'd be nice.

I...

Just tell me what you're writing there.

You're scaring me.

The victims probably wrote these.

We're having forensics expedite
the processing of the envelopes.

At least now we have
names and addresses.

Let's see if Garcia can track
down the intended recipients.

Why write letters that
never even got mailed?

It could have been a
way for Karl and Dorothy

to psychologically
control their victims,

allow them to write
letters to loved ones,

give them a sense of being in a
safe and nurturing environment.

Which makes the behavioral profile

less sociopathic, oddly enough.

How come?

To use parental love
as a manipulating device

means they have an understanding
of the importance of family.

Most sociopaths don't.

By definition, they lack the sense

of human connectedness
the rest of us feel.

The Elgins must have
experienced it first hand.

I don't see how they could.

Karl and Dorothy didn't have any kids.

Was that ever verified?

Well, I'd drive out there now and then

just to check in on them,

and I never saw another soul
besides Karl and Dorothy.

Sheriff, have you ever heard the saying,

does a tree falling in an
empty forest make a sound?

It's a metaphysical riddle
about unperceived existence.

The answer's largely
dependent on whether

you subscribe to
substance or bundle theory.

In this case, I believe Agent Prentiss

is saying that, yes, the
tree does make a sound.

Thank you.

Surprise, surprise.

Autopsy on Dorothy Elgin
reveals at some point

in her life she did give birth.

I'll be damned.

With the recent killings,
the signature changed.

All the feminine aspects went away.

What if Dorothy had a son?

He would have known about
the earlier killings,

maybe even witnessed them.

And then when the patriarch died,

he was there to pick up the torch.

Dorothy didn't commit
suicide from guilt.

It was to protect the
person she knew or suspected

might be behind the current
murders... her own child.

In her dementia, she couldn't
trust what she might let slip.

So rather than risk
incriminating her own boy,

she took herself out of the picture.

Ok, a local woman named Mary
Brewer was just reported missing.

40 years old, brunette, 5'6".

Well, the son's victimology
matches that of the father's

in terms of type, but he
his aging the women up.

So if the earlier
victims would have lived,

they'd be the age of
the current victims.

These surrogates must
mean different things

to the two different killers.

Ok, well, forensics just
finished up with the envelopes.

Don't, please.

Sing me a song.

What?

I'm sad.

Words from the grave.

Our unsub's identity
could be hidden in here.

Let's do it.

"Dear, Mom and Dad, it's me Delta.

Getting this letter,
you must be shocked."

Woman, voice-over: I don't think I
ever wrote anything to you before.

I'm staying with a nice older
couple I met when I was hitchhiking.

We play cards and things.

I'm getting healthy.

There's a pond where Karl's
teaching me how to fish.

He's so nice.

"Karl is Dorothy's husband."

Second woman, voice-over: Don't
worry because they treat me

just like I was their own daughter.

I'll be coming home next week.

Honest.

Third woman, voice-over: Please
don't be mad when you see me.

Just hold me.

I love you.

They had no idea what was in store.

The common refrain is
"they treated me like"

I was their own daughter."

Well, maybe that's what the
abductions were all about.

Karl and Dorothy, they had a son,

maybe they wanted to add a daughter.

Building a family?

Ok, we need to go wider.

We're here today to enlist
the help of the public

in finding Mary Brewer.

The person we believe is
responsible for taking Mary is a man

with a close connection
to Karl and Dorothy Elgin,

the couple suspected in the murders

of 7 other women many years ago.

There's evidence that the
couple may have had a child.

And given that the killings
profile strongly as male,

we could be looking at
a heretofore unknown son.

We're hoping others
might have had contact

with the family and survived.

These are the people
we're reaching out to.

This killer is not
criminally sophisticated,

and he's abducting high-profile
targets in broad daylight.

This is an indicator that
the person we're searching for

may be devolving.

This makes him
significantly more dangerous.

We need your help to find Mary Brewer,

but also to give loved
ones of the earlier victims

the closure they deserve.

We urge anyone who may
have pertinent information

to contact the FBI at
the number provided.

Thank you.

I'm not hungry.

It's not for you.

You want me to feed you?

- A plane.
- What?

Make it a plane...

Flying in.

Here it comes.

Close your eyes.

Open your mouth.

Into the hangar.

Uhh!

Why don't you love me?!

Mary Brewer's husband's on his way in,

and we got an APB out
on her vehicle right now.

Media outreach is working.

Now it's just a matter
of sorting through

which leads are real and which aren't.

Unfortunately, Garcia's not
having much luck with the letters.

The intended recipients have either
passed away or moved elsewhere.

Excuse me, Agents.

This woman says it's important
that she talk to you right now.

I'm agent Prentiss. This is Agent
Simmons. How can we help you?

Karl and Dorothy Elgin,
they didn't have a son.

Ok. And you know this how?

I grew up in that house.

Karl and Dorothy Elgin were my parents.

Apparently she ran away
from home when she was 16

and never looked back.

Think she's legit or just somebody

looking for their 15 minutes of fame?

Sheriff said she was able to
describe the Elgins' house in detail.

My mom and dad weren't normal,

I always knew that,

but they weren't killers.

Not normal how?

It was just them.

All they ever talked about
was getting away from people.

Is that why you ran away?

Yeah. I mean, I had no friends,

wasn't even allowed to go into town.

Towards the end, I'd
sneak away at night,

hang out with kids my own age.

And do what?

Talk, drink beer.

What normal teenagers do.

What made you decide to leave for good?

One day I just opened the door

and walked out and never came back.

Moved to Georgia, got myself a new life.

Married, two kids.

Leeanne,

were you there when your parents
started murdering those girls?

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

They couldn't have done all
the things people are saying.

It was somebody else,

some other monster.

I'm sorry.

Let me put a bandage on your head.

I'll... I'll take care of you.

I promise.

What are you doing?

No!

So it wasn't about creating a daughter.

They were trying to replace
the daughter they'd lost.

You know, Leeanne's 5'7",
brunette, small boned.

Yeah, but there's something
still not sitting right.

A 16-year-old girl one day walks away
from the only world she's ever known,

no money, no resources, nothing.

There's more to this than
run-of-the-mill teenage angst.

Yeah, something triggered her decision.

- Penelope.
- David.

Leeanne Garrity ran away from home

in either the spring or summer of 1988.

Did anything unusual happen
in the area back then?

I am a firm believer that unusual

lies in the brain of the beholder.

Having said that,

the majority of brains would
say that this qualifies.

June 5, 1988, local
farmer named Roger Milburn

killed his wife and his teenage son

before taking his own life.

It was huge local news at the time.

Thank you.

Leeanne must have heard about that.

If she was in denial about her
parents' homicidal tendencies,

that would have been one
hell of a wakeup call.

Yeah, she could have feared
the same thing happening to her.

JJ, can you and the boy genius

take a look at whatever they may
have on file about that old case?

Yeah, you got it.

Ok, so this is everything collected
from the Milburn crime scene?

Yes, ma'am.

JJ, look at this.

Yeah, that doesn't track.

What doesn't?

Bullet trajectories, body angles,

and blood spatter are not consistent

with a murder-suicide.

Were Roger Milburn's hands ever tested

for gun powder residue?

No, ma'am. It seemed like an
open-and-shut case back then.

This crime scene was staged.
Someone else killed this family.

It was just a mother,
father, and teenage son

living at the Milburn house, correct?

No one else?

That's right.

What were they doing with a baby bottle?

Where did the Milburns live?

Uh...

Right there.

That's right next to the Elgin property.

You weren't entirely
truthful with us, Leeanne.

What do you mean?

Those nights that you went sneaking out,

there was only one kid that you
went to hang out with, right?

And you didn't just drink beer.

You got pregnant.

No.

Where did you...

The Milburn family. They lived close by.

Their teenage son Steve, he
was about your age, right?

He's the one you were
sneaking out to see.

I didn't mean for it to happen.

Did your parents know?

I had the baby at the house.

In secret.

And what about Steve?

Nobody knew.

My mom and dad said they'd
raise the baby themselves,

but it only made them crazier.

I'd even get tied to the bed sometimes

to make sure I wouldn't
go running off again.

But you did anyway.

One night I had a chance,

so I took my little boy and I ran.

I dropped him off at his
daddy's and kept going.

Why? Why leave your baby behind?

That wasn't my plan.

But Steve's mom and dad,
they didn't want nothing

to do with me or my family.

They knew my mom and
dad were kind of crazy.

And the baby was their grandson, too.

They said they'd take
him and raise him proper,

but only if I went away.

So I left.

Where did you find that?

In was in the evidence box
from the Milburn crime scene.

Crime scene? What are you talking about?

Leeanne, shortly after you ran away,

the Milburn family was killed.

My baby?

He wasn't there.

There was the mother,
the father, and Steve.

Police ruled it a murder-suicide.

Except that it wasn't.

We believe that your father
came looking for his grandson

and then took him by force.

Took him?

You mean my little
boy grew up with them,

in that house?

Where is he now?

No.

Please.

You don't have to do this.

Grandpa knew.

Knew what?

I don't know what you're talking about.

When you left,

Grandpa said Grandma got...

Really, really sad.

He wanted her to get better,

like she used to be.

He found others, but...

But he had to make sure
they didn't run away.

Don't be sad, Grandma.

Then Grandpa died.

I tried to find the other ones, too,

but it didn't work.

It wasn't the same.

That won't happen to me.

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

So we know who and why but not where.

Well, the unsub wouldn't go
far from where he grew up.

All of the trauma is rooted there.

Ok, well, letters the victims
wrote their loved ones...

Yeah, what about them?

Well, several talked about a pond

where Karl took them fishing.

Recreating what he must
have done with Leeanne.

Fishing?

In a pond somewhere near your house.

Yeah, I mean, my dad took
me fishing when I was little.

Where was it? There's no pond
on your family's property.

I know. We had to drive there.

- Which direction?
- I don't know.

How long did it take you to get there?

15 minutes, maybe. It was
next to an empty cabin.

There was a bridge
nearby. Why do you want...

Garcia.

Hold on.

Got it. Sending coordinates now.

Rossi and Simmons are out
at the Elgin crime scene.

They're closer than we
are. We'll provide backup.

Dave...

I'll secure the back.

Rossi, he's in the center of the room.

He's alone.

Copy.

I'm at the rear entrance.

Any sign of Mary Brewer?

Negative.

We breach on 3.

1, 2, 3.

FBI!

Put your hands up.

Hands up! Now!

Where's Mary Brewer?

Need an ambulance to the location.

Mary!

Mary Brewer!

No sign of her.

Where is she?

Mary!

You're ok. You're safe now.

No! No! No!

No, leave her where she was.

She belongs with me.

It's ok, it's ok.

You're safe. You're safe.

So all this is because the
Elgins' daughter ran off?

Karl saw the effect it had on his wife,

so he went out, found those girls

in an attempt to pull
Dorothy out of her tailspin.

He surrounded her with
substitute Leeannes

in the wall, under the floor,

basically encircling her.

And their grandson tried
to do the same thing for her

once Karl died.

Is this a normal case for you folks?

None of them are normal.

Well, Dr. Reid, I can say it was

a pleasure talking to you.

I'm gonna give that tree in the
forest thing some more thought.

Don't give it too much thought.

It's basically an infallible conjecture.

Copy that.

Well, thanks again.

Uh, Emily, I need to go to New York

for a couple of days.
Would that be all right?

After the wrench I
threw in your vacation

with my quick detour,
take all the time you want.

Coming?

Uh, yeah, yeah. In a minute.

There's something I have to do.

Hey.

Um...

I think that was meant for you.

JJ, voice-over: "Without a
family, man, alone in the world"

trembles with the cold."

André Maurois.

This one's pretty good, huh?

Thank you. You're welcome.

Thank you very much.

My pleasure.

We didn't invite you here
just to pick up the tab.

Yeah, well, don't you worry,

you'll all be getting
invoices in the mail.

It was great meeting you, sir.

I loved your stories.

You should seriously write a book.

You know, I just may do that.

I'm gonna start hunting a cab.

Saturday nights are tough.

You don't ride share?

No, Scott doesn't like to download apps.

This guy's just getting
better and better.

Ok, so what do you guys think of Scott?

Honestly.

Honestly?

I think he's terrific.

- You do?
- I do.

I know he's not up-to-date
on true crime authors,

but we just... we click.

Taxi's waiting.

I love you guys. Thank you.

As you can see, Portia’s
over her David Rossi issues.

And I wasn't kidding about her new guy.

Scott's great.

It was important for
Portia to hear you say that.

I think that's why she called
you to come to New York.

How does it feel to step
in as substitute father?

I'm flattered,

though the irony of anyone asking me

for romantic advice...

You've had your share of romance.

There's been at least 3 women

that saw you as husband material.

Yeah, well, we've all
seen how that turned out.

Have we?

Well, that's a subject that
bears further discussion.

Care for a nightcap?

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