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Offices – Seattle, Washington – Day
Heather Woodland is sitting at her desk at work emailing back and forth with someone who has a vintage Datsun 240Z for sale. He’s sent her a picture, and told her the car has new paint and new tires. She asks him why the price is so low, and he tells her he’s moving and has to sell the car. He suggests he pick her up so they can go for a test drive.
Outside, in front of buildings – Seattle – Day
Heather huddles under her umbrella on the sidewalk as the car pulls up.
Heather: Hi, I’m Heather.
The driver ushers her into the driver’s seat.
In the car – Seattle – Day
Man: That’s a 2.4 liter 6 cylinder engine.
Heather: I can’t teach you how to drive cars.
Man: That’s right. Wanna take a look under the hood?
Heather: Yeah!
Pulled over – Seattle – Day
They look under the hood.
Man: You know your Z. I’m impressed. You should have your mechanic check it out anyway.
Heather: Ok
Man: How about I leave you my number and we can set it up?
After they look under the hood, the driver opens the passenger door for her.
Heather: Thank you.
As he closes the door, he removes the lock button from the door and pockets it.
In the car – Seattle – Day
Heather points out the turn to take her back to her office.
Heather: So it’s just… right up here.
The driver misses it.
Heather: Oh! That was… ha ha… Hello! There was the right. Uh, maybe just… pull over here, and we can try and do a U-turn.
Heather begins to get nervous as the driver now stares straight ahead and refuses to respond to her.
Heather: What are you doing? Okay. Stop the car now. Pull over now!
She reaches for the lock button, but it isn’t there. She lunges for the door handle, but the driver hits her across the face.
Bedroom – Hotchner Residence – Washington, D.C. – Night
Aaron Hotchner is putting together a crib while his wife is sitting on the bed.
Haley: How about Andrew? It’s Greek for valiant.
Hotch: Let’s call him… Sergio.
Haley: Ha ha! Please tell me you’re kidding.
Hotch: Butch?
Haley: How about Donald?
Hotch: Hans?
Haley: No! Wait, wait. Um… Okay. Gideon.
Hotch: Not a chance.
Haley: It’s Hebrew. Look what it means. It’s perfect. Gideon Hotchner.
Hotch: No.
Haley: Yes.
Hotch: No.
Haley: Yes.
Hotchner laughs and kisses her.
Hotch: No.
Haley: Gideon.
The phone rings, interrupting their romantic moment, and Hotchner receives a fax of the missing girl from Seattle, Heather Woodland.
In a bar – Night
Derek Morgan is having a few beers with some female cadets and quizzing them on cases from the past.
Morgan: 1940’s. He put bombs in train stations and movie theaters.
Woman 1: Uh, the mad bomber. George Metesky.
Morgan: Nice. The winners sit. Losers, drink.
They all drink.
All: Cheers.Woman 2: Hold on. Metesky wasn’t a serial killer. None of his bombs ever killed anyone.
Morgan: Well, you think all we do is serial killers? Trust me… we cover the whole spectrum of psychos. We profiled the D.C. sniper, the Unabomber. We do terrorists, arsonists…
Woman 2: Supervisory agents trying to get trainees drunk?
Morgan receives a call.
Morgan: Excuse me.
It’s a call from the BAU.
Woman 3: Wow. Behavioral Analysis Unit. You work with Gideon? Were you with him in Boston?
Morgan: I was supposed to be.
He answers his phone.
Morgan: Yeah. This is Morgan.
FBI Academy – Quantico, Virginia – Night
Jason Gideon is in the middle of a Behavior Analysis Training lecture, discussing bodies found along wooded paths in rural Virginia. Photos of the victims, who have pictures of themselves placed on their foreheads, flash by on a screen behind him.
Gideon: Anyone recognize these faces?
Woman 1: Victims of the footpath killer.
Gideon: That’s what Virginia newspapers are calling him. We refer to him as the unknown subject or unsub. I told Virginia P.D… We’re looking for a white male in his 20’s… who owns an American-made truck in disrepair. Works a menial job. I told them when you find him… don’t be surprised to hear him speak with a severe stutter.
Femme 2: Not to sound skeptical, but come on… a stutter?
Gideon: Where’d the murders occur? Hiking paths. Isolated. If I’m a killer who has to use an immediate application of overpowering force, even out in the middle of nowhere, I lack confidence. I can’t charm them into my car like Ted Bundy did. I can’t because I am ashamed of something.
A thin young man enters his lecture hall and holds up a BAU file, getting Gideon’s attention.
Gideon: Excuse me.
Hallway – BAU – Quantico – Night
Gideon follows Dr. Spencer Reid into the hallway.
Reid: They’re calling him the Seattle strangler. 4 victims in 4 months. He keeps them alive 7 days. The handle serves as a crank.
Gideon: Allowing him to control the rate of suffocation.
Reid: To prolong it?
Gideon: To enjoy it. Seattle’s hit a wall?
Reid: Physical evidence is nonexistent. There are no tangible leads.
Gideon: And another girl is missing.
Gideon’s office – BAU – Quantico – Night
Gideon: I looked the case file over. I’ll get some thoughts to you asap.
Gideon takes Reid into his office and offers to look the case file over and get some thoughts to Reid quickly, but Hotchner and Morgan walk in.
Hotch: You’re gonna be with us in Seattle asap.
Morgan: 22-year-old Heather Woodland.
Hotch: Before she left for lunch, she downloaded an email with a time-delayed virus attached. The killer’s virus wiped her hard drive and left this on the screen.
Gideon: “For heaven’s sake, catch me before I kill more. I cannot control myself.”
Gideon turns to look at a framed photo in his office showing the same words written on a wall in a victim’s home – written by killer William Heirens in 1945.
Hotch: He never keeps them for more than 7 days, which means we have fewer than 36 hours to find her.
Morgan: They want you back in the saddle. You ready?
Reid: Looks like medical leave’s over, boss.
Gideon: They sure they want me?
Hotch: The order came from the director.
Gideon: Well, we’d better get started.
OPENING CREDITS
Runway – Quantico – Night
The agents’ cars pull up to a small jet waiting on the runway.
Gideon voice over: Joseph Conrad said, “The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary. Men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.”
Woman: This girl may only have 36 hours to live. We’re not asking for a judgment of Gideon. We want an assessment. We want to know you’re there to step in if he can’t perform. Are we clear?
Hotch: Of course.
On the plane – Night
The four men discuss the case.
Reid: His first victim was 26-year-old Melissa Kirsh. Stab wounds, strangulation.
Morgan: Wait, wait. Back up. Back up. He stabbed her… and then strangled her to finish her off?
Gideon: Other way around. Why do you think he started using the belt with the second murder?
Reid: Strangulation with your bare hands is not as easy as one would believe. He tried, probably found that it took too long…
Morgan: So he stabbed her instead.
Hotch: And realized it would be hours cleaning up the blood.
Morgan: Next time, our boy’s got a method… the belt.
Gideon: He’s learning, perfecting his scenario. Becoming a better killer.
Dark Room – Seattle – Night
Heather lies gagged in a wire cage in a room with one bare light bulb overhead. She reaches up to pull at the duct tape that covers her eyes.
Man: What did I tell you about the tape?
The man approaches the cage, scaring the young woman.
Heather: I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!
He bangs on the cage and begins to open the chain on the door as she begs for mercy. He reaches in for one of her hands as she screams and cries, and carefully clips her bloody fingernails.
FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle, Washington – Day
Gideon, Hotchner, Morgan and Reid arrive. Morgan holds the door while the others enter the building.
FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Day
Morgan pulls Reid aside as they go through the metal detectors to discuss Gideon.
Morgan: He never stands with his back to a window. When I was between him and a doorway, he asked me to move.
Reid: That’s hyper vigilance. It’s not uncommon in post traumatic stress disorder.
Morgan: Just how much disorder are we talking about?
Hotchner is coming up behind the two.
Hotch: Morgan, it’s been 6 months. Everything’s ok.
FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Day
Hotch: This is special agent Gideon, special agent Morgan, our expert on obsessional crimes, special agent Reid.
Gideon: Dr. Reid.
Hotch: Dr. Reid, our expert on… well, everything. And after 2 years busting my butt in this office, I hope you all remember me.
Gideon: He’s willing to travel with the body.
Hotch: Then he drives a vehicle capable of concealing one.
Reid: 1 in 7.4 drivers in Seattle owns an SUV.
Morgan: Explorer with tinted windows.
Reid: Explorers rate higher with women.
Morgan: But how do we know it’s his car? Ted Bundy drove a VW Bug.
Hotch: What about a Jeep Cherokee?
Reid: Jeep’s are more masculine.
Gideon: We all know how an unsub feels about asserting his masculinity.
Hotch: When did the bureau become involved in the case?
Agent: After the fourth body. He dumped that one out of state.
Hotch: On purpose.
Reid: If so, knowledge of law enforcement does suggest a criminal record.
Morgan: Or that he watches television. May I?
Agent: So you wanna see our suspect list?
Hotch: No, we won’t look at a suspect list until after we come up with a profile. It keeps our perspective unbiased.
Gideon: When do we sit down with your task force?
Agent 2: 4:00.
Morgan: An accurate profile by 4:00 today?
Gideon: That’s not a problem.
Hotch: Agent Gideon, where would you like to start?
Gideon: Let’s start at the site of the last murder.
Dark & Dirty Area under the Bridge – Seattle – Day
A Seattle policeman stands with Morgan as he watches Gideon survey the area.
Policeman: So that’s Gideon? The Gideon. The one who caught that guy, Adrian Bale, in Boston.
Morgan: Yep. That’s him. But catching him cost us 6 agents. 22-year-old Anne Cushing was found right here. Nails clipped just like the others. He wants them to fight back.
Gideon: But not enough to hurt him. And he left the belt around her neck. He’s probably in his early 20’s.
Morgan: What’s your reasoning?
Gideon: Youthful arrogance.
Morgan: He clothed the body before dumping it.
Gideon: That’s a sign of remorse.
Morgan: It’s not consistent. Look where we are. His opinion of women is pretty clear, don’t you think?
Gideon: They’re disposable.
Morgan: Why show remorse by taking the time to dress her but then dump her here?
Heather’s Apartment – Seattle – Day
Hotchner and Reid are met at Heather Woodland’s apartment by Heather’s brother, David. Heather’s dog barks at Reid, startling him.
David: Sandy, no, no, no. I’m so sorry.
Hotch: No, it’s ok. It’s what we call the Reid effect. Happens with children, too. I’m agent Hotchner. This is special agent Dr. Reid.
David: You look too young to have gone to medical school.
Reid: They’re PhD’s. 3 of them.
David: Are you a genius or something?
Reid: I don’t believe that intelligence can be accurately quantified… but I do have an I.Q. of 187 and an eidetic memory and can read 20,000 words per minute.
The two men are staring at him.
Reid: Yes, I’m a genius.
Hotch: Sandy, you get a lot of attention, don’t you?
David: Yeah, Heather loves this dog. I feed her when Heather’s away. Usually, she’s fine, but… lately, she won’t eat. It’s almost like she can sense something’s wrong.
Reid: Not sense. Smell. Our apocrine sweat gland releases secretions in response to emotional stress.
Hotch: Sandy’s worried because she knows you are.
Reid finds car magazines about vintage Datsuns on Heather’s table.
Reid: David, does your sister drive a Datsun Z?
David: No, but she’s in the market for one. How’d you know?
David: Come on, Sandy.
Reid: There’s an immediate relationship established between a buyer and a seller, a level of trust. If I want to coax a young woman into my car…
Hotch: Offer her a test drive.
Office – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Day
Morgan: Okay, then how about the fact that on one hand, we have paranoid psychosis… but the autopsy protocol says what?
Reid: Adhesive reside shows he put layer after layer of duct tape over his victims’ eyes.
Gideon stands staring at a map of the area.
Morgan: He knows he wants to kill them, but he still covers their eyes. He doesn’t want them looking at him, apparently.
Morgan: Okay, but then he takes the body and dumps it right out in the open, murder weapon nearby.
Reid: Not the M.O. of a paranoid convinced he’s being watched or surveilled.
Morgan: Paranoid psychosis, but behavior that’s not paranoid.
Suddenly, Gideon stops them.
Gideon: All right, enough. Let’s tell them we’re ready.
Gideon walks out of the conference room.
Morgan: We’re ready?
Morgan appeals to Reid.
Morgan: Reid. You’re good with this? We’ve got a woman who’s only got a few hours left to live, an incomplete profile, and a unit chief on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Gideon re-enters the room.
Gideon: They don’t call them nervous breakdowns anymore.
Reid: It’s called a major depressive episode.
Morgan: I know, Reid.
Conference Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Day
The other agents stand in the background as Gideon presents the profile to local law enforcement and Seattle FBI.
Gideon: The unidentified subject is white and in his late 20’s. He’s someone you wouldn’t notice at first. He’s someone who’d blend into any crowd. The violent nature of the crime suggests a previous criminal record… petty crimes. Maybe auto theft. We’ve classified him as an organized killer… careful. Psychopathic as opposed to psychotic. He follows the news, has good hygiene. He’s smart. ‘Cause he’s smart, the only physical evidence you’ll find is what he wants you to find. He’s mobile, car in good condition. Our guess… Jeep Cherokee, tinted windows. The murders have all involved rapes. But rape without penetration is a form of piquerism, and that tells us he’s sexually inadequate. Psychiatric evaluations will show a history of paranoia stemming from a childhood trauma… death of a parent or family member. And now he feels persecuted and watched. Murder gives him a sense of power. Organized killers have a fascination with law enforcement. They will inject themselves into the investigation. They will even come forward as witnesses to see just how much the police really know. That makes them feel powerful, in control. Which is why I also think… in fact, I know… you have already interviewed him?
In the street – Seattle – Night
A young woman walks down a suburban street, approaching the Slessman home. She knocks. An old woman opens the door.
Elle: Hi. I’m sorry to bother you. I’m house-sitting down the street, and when I got back, the door was wide open, and the lights weren’t working. I feel stupid asking this, but is there someone who might be able to take a look inside with me?
Mrs. Slessman calls her grandson, Richard, to help her.
Mrs. Slessman: Richard. Richard, get down here!
Richard: Are you sure you locked it?
Elle: Yeah.
Elle’s Residence – Seattle – Night
Richard: Hello? Hello!
As he enters the living room, agents appear with guns pointed at him.
Agents: FBI! Freeze! Freeze! Get him down!
Elle: Richard Slessman, FBI. You are under arrest for the murder…
Gideon walks slowly into the room and Slessman smiles as he sees him.
In the street – Seattle – Night
Police cars are all around Slessman’s house.
Gideon voice over: Emerson said, “All is riddle, and the key to a riddle, is another riddle.”
Slessman’s Residence – Seattle – Night
The agents are now looking through Slessman’s home. Hotch comes upstairs. Gideon enters the house, with Reid, Morgan & Elle.
Reid: There’s no sign of the girl here. We can arrest him with probable cause, but we won’t be able to hold him. Slessman’s been at the top of the suspect list.
Gideon looks at Mme Slessman who is in the kitchen with the young woman and the child.
Gideon: Is that the mother?
Elle: Grandmother. The mother died in a fire when he was 13.
Gideon: Probably not the only fire in his childhood.
Gideon heads to the kitchen. Reid looks around.
Reid: Before his Son of Sam murders, David Berkowitz set a multitude of fires.
Morgan: Exactly how much is a multitude?
Reid: According to his diary, 1,400 and…
Elle: 88.
Gideon: Luring him out was your idea, right? Greenway?
Elle: Elle. I don’t send a SWAT team into a house with children.
Gideon: Hotch says your background is in sex offender cases. What can you tell us?
Elle: The last 4 murders show he’s an anger-excitation rapist. He’ll keep a victim for a couple of days. He probably records or videotapes them so that he can keep reliving the fantasy.
Hotch: You ok with Hotch being in on the interview?
Elle: I’d like him to lead, actually.
Gideon: Fine. But hold off. Slessman’s done time, and he knows the process. And all you will get now is a demand for a lawyer.
Gideon turns back et leaves, letting Elle disappointed.
Gideon: Hotch, let’s check the garage, then show me what you got.
Morgan: Next time, show a little leg.
Morgan & Elle comes upstairs.
Elle: Morgan, the only time you’re gonna see a little leg from me is when I’m about to kick your ass.
Morgan: I still teach hand-to-hand over at Quantico if you need a little brush-up training.
Elle: Seriously… I want that opening at BAU. You got any advice?
Morgan: Just trust your instincts.
Slessman’s Garage – Seattle – Night
Hotchner pulls up the garage door to reveal a Jeep Cherokee.
Hotch: Well, we got the jeep right.
Gideon: And everything else wrong. The bodies had defensive wounds. Richard doesn’t have a mark on him.
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Morgan examines Richard’s bedroom.
Morgan: We’re missing something. Something’s not right about this. This is a boy’s room… not a man’s.
Slessman’s Residence – Seattle – Night
Elle comes upstairs.
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Two police officers have found Richard’s computer, and a note with a password under it.
Agent: Log in password.
Before Morgan can stop them they’ve entered the password and the computer screen locks up.
Morgan: No, no… wait, wait!
Agent: It’s not turning back on.
Morgan: Yeah. And it won’t. It was a false password.
Slessman’s Attic – Seattle – Night
Greenaway makes her way up to the attic where Reid, Hotchner and Gideon are examining the area. A board game sits on a table in front of a television.
Elle: What kind of game is it?
Reid: In China, it’s called wei-chi. Here we call it “go”. It’s considered to be the most difficult board game ever conceived.
Gideon: Chairman Mao required his generals to learn it.
Reid: It also looks like he’s playing himself.
Elle: How can you tell?
Reid gets down and turns the board game.
Reid: This might provide an advantage, actually. Go is considered to be a particularly psychologically revealing game. There are profiles for every player… the conservative point counter, the aggressor, the finesser…
Hotch: What kind of player is Slessman?
Reid examines the board game.
Reid: Extreme aggressor.
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Elle, Reid, Gideon, Regina and Hotch left the attic, heading straight for the second floor bedroom just as Morgan finishes setting up a laptop to get into Richard’s computer.
Morgan: Okay, here we go.
The laptop began to hum and a DEADBOLT DEFENSE login appears on the screen.
Elle: What’s the number 6 at the bottom of the screen?
Morgan: Number of password attempts before the program wipes the hard drive.
Elle: There could be an email, or a journal in the computer, something that tells us where Heather is. Do you think you can break in?
Suddenly, Gideon is listening in on their conversation.
Morgan: In 6 tries?
Morgan scoffed and shook his head.
Gideon: Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Morgan looked at Reid.
Reid: Samuel Beckett.
Morgan: Try not. Do or do not.
Reid looked Gideon.
Reid: Yoda.
Gideon turned and looked on the small wall shelf. He suddenly sees something and reaches out to grab a book from the bottom of the stack. He pulls the book out and looks at it. The title of the book is “Journal of Applied Criminal Psychology.” He flips through the pages of the book and finds a newspaper clipping inside. The partial headline reads: “-BLAST KILLS SIX”. The photo under it shows two men. One of them is Gideon, his hands and pants bloodied. Reid, who is standing next to Gideon also looking at the news article, looks at Gideon.
Gideon: I wanna talk to him.
Gideon closes the textbook and heads out of the room. Regina and Morgan look up from the laptop as Gideon leaves.
Slessman’s Kitchen – Seattle – Night
Gideon sits across the kitchen table from Slessman.
Gideon: You read my paper. Learn anything?
Richard: Heirens said a man living inside of his head was the one who committed the murders. You said he was lying, that there’d never been an actual case of multiple personalities.
Gideon: You have an academic interest in disassociative identity disorder, or you just planning your defense?
Richard smiles as Gideon shows him the article.
Gideon: You a fan of Adrian Bale’s work?
Richard: No. I’m a fan of yours. You know… they never give you the real facts about CPR… that outside of a hospital, it’s only effective 7% of the time. Your friend had a 93% certainty of dying, but you kept trying… even after you’d broken his ribs, even after his blood was all over your hands.
Gideon: Why don’t you tell us where Heather Woodland is?
Richard: Woodland… isn’t she the girl that went missing a couple days ago?
Gideon looks around.
Gideon: Get him out of here.
Gideon walks out of the kitchen to find Hotchner standing outside the doorway listening.
In front of Slessman’s Residence – Seattle – Night
Hotchner walks behind the house to find Gideon, who is clearly disturbed by what Slessmansaid.
Hotch: Hey.
Gideon: He is “isn’t she the girl…” If he’d already killed her, he would have said…
Hotch: “wasn’t she the girl…”
Gideon: She’s alive. We don’t know for how long.
Hotch: Is it true what he said about CPR? I mean, I didn’t know.
Gideon: You want statistics on CPR, ask Reid.
Hotch: I wanna know if you’re ok.
Gideon: I’m fine.
Hotch: Are you?
Gideon: Think I can’t do the job?
Hotch: I think you can’t be 2 different people at once.
Struck with the thought, Gideon smiles, realizing what has been wrong with the profile.
Hotch: What is it?
Gideon: Conflicts in the profile.
Hotch: 2 different behaviors.
Gideon: 2 different people. There’s a second killer.
In the stairs – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Gideon, Hotchner and Greenaway talk it out walking through the FBI building.
Gideon: Not unusual. Remember Lawrence Bittaker and Roy Norris?
Elle: 1979. They outfitted a van to rape and murder girls in California.
Hotch: We’re looking for someone who fits a similar relationship?
Gideon: They’re not equals. Slessman’s smart, but he is a submissive personality.
Elle: So number 2 is the dominant.
Gideon: Authoritative, arrogant.
Hotch: Probably not as smart as Slessman.
Gideon: He’s like the schoolyard bully recruiting a good underling– he’ll be protective of Richard.
He’ll make him feel like he owes him.
Hotch: If Richard’s been up in the attic fantasizing about being an extreme aggressor, this guy showed him how to do it.
Gideon: He helped him take the first step.
Elle: I think we should interview him, use this as pressure.
Gideon: No, no. We need leverage. A name.
Elle: From the suspect list?
Gideon: That’ll take too long. There’s gotta be a faster way.
Hotch: There is.
Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Hotch brings a cup of coffee to Mrs. Slessman, sitting.
Hotch: Here. This might be a little hot.
Hotch sits in front of Mrs. Slessman.
Hotch: Mrs. Slessman, I don’t think we’ve got the right guy. I think the person we’re looking for might be a friend of Richard’s.
Mrs. Slessman: Richard never had many friends.
Hotch: You sure? There’s gotta be someone.
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Morgan calls FBI Analyst Penelope Garcia, at Quantico.
Penelope: You’ve reached Penelope Garcia in the FBI’s office of supreme genius.
Morgan: Hey, it’s Morgan. Need you to work me some magic here. I got a program called Deadbolt Defense and a girl with only a couple of hours to live, so what do you know?
Penelope: Then you’ve got a problem. Deadbolt’s the number one password crack-resistant software out there. You’re gonna have to get inside this guy’s head to get the password.
Morgan: I thought I was calling the office of supreme genius.
Penelope: Well, gorgeous, you’ve been rerouted to the office of too frigging bad.
Morgan: Thanks anyway.
Morgan hangs up.
Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Mrs. Slessman: Well, there was… there was this one young man. I think his name was Charlie.
Work Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Listening to Mrs. Slessman & Hotch’s conversation, Gideon & Elle are in front of a computer.
Gideon: Cross-reference Charlie for the second unsub.
Elle enters the name.
Elle: Charlie is probably Charles Linder. He was Slessman’s cellmate and… received a dishonorable discharge from the military.
Gideon: He’s bigger, tougher. He could have protected Richard in prison. Where were they incarcerated?
Elle: Cascadia. Less than a mile from here.
Gideon: Let’s go.
Slessman’s Bathroom – Seattle – Night
Morgan finds a prescription for sleeping pills.
Morgan: My name is Richard Slessman, and I have trouble sleeping.
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Morgan is laying on the bad, thinking.
Morgan: Okay, what do I do when I’m trying to get to sleep?
He pulls a pair of headphones from above the bed, and pile of CD cases.
Morgan: Guys, a little help. We’re going through every one of these CD’s– scratches, wear and tear. I wanna know which CD he plays the most. Let’s go.
Two agents join Morgan and they all begin watching the CD.
FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
She and Reid are standing at a desk. Hotchner enters the office and heads for them.
Hotch: We get an address on Linder?
Reid: It’s coming right now.
Hotch hands something to the agent sitting at the desk.
Reid: Does senior management want a field assessment on Gideon?
Hotch: Don’t worry about it.
Reid: Are they nervous about him being in charge?
Hotch: Aren’t you on your way back to Slessman’s house to help Morgan?
He turns and walks away for a moment.
Reid: Do you know why he always introduces me as Dr. Reid?
Hotch turns and heads back toward them.
Hotch: Because he knows that people see you as a kid, and he wants to make sure that they respect you. What’s the address?
Reid: Don’t think it matters anymore.
Hotch sighs. They look at the fax printout.
Cascadia Prison – State of Washington – Night
Prisoners are doing some sport.
Gideon voice over: Winston Churchill said, “The farther backward you can look, the farther forward you will see.”
Gideon heads to the room where are the prisoners, with a warden. Elle follows them, while on the phone.
Gideon: Anyone who can tell us more about Slessman?
Warden: Tim Vogel was the security guard covering Slessman’s block. That’s him over there. I’ll get him for you.
Elle: That was Hotch. Linder’s name came up on a police report.
Gideon: And?
Elle: He’s dead. Car accident, 2 months ago. Linder is dead.
Cascadia Prison – State of Washington – Night
Vogel walks the agents out of the prison, unlocking the security doors for them.
Tim: Too bad you guys came here for nothing. I mean, talk about scum. I can’t remember how many times I put Linder in solitary for causing trouble with us. You’d think the inmates would try to stay on our good side, right? Especially since half our job is protecting them from each other.
Gideon: You protect them?
Tim: If you’re a little white guy? Especially in a prison like this.
Gideon: Linder’s 6’4″. You talking about Slessman?
Tim: Oh, yeah.
Tim unlocks another security door and Gideon & Elle exchange a look.
Gideon: Thanks for your help.
In front of Cascadia Prison – State of Washington – Night
Gideon & Elle get out of prison.
Gideon: He’s a friend of Richard. He protected him. He will feel like he owes him.
Elle: He fits the profile. And did you see them?
Gideon: The keys.
Cascadia Prison – State of Washington – Night
Tim Vogel uses his keys. His key chain is a stylized letter “Z” to go with his vintage Datsun.
Outside Cascadia Prison – State of Washington – Night
The orange Datsun drives away from the prison with Gideon and Greenaway following.
Gideon: Hotch, I’ve just found your leverage. His name is Timothy Vogel.
Observation Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Hotch enters the observation room. Two agents are in the room. Hotch lowers the room temperature.
Agent 1: What’s he doing?
Agent 2: Lowering the room temp. The cold puts them on edge.
Hotch turns to the two agents.
Hotch: Okay, so I want an SPD, and I want a Seattle agent in the room. I want him to see that we’ve got every department working on this. And I need some file boxes. Fill them. I don’t care if the paper’s blank. And I want you to write the name on the sides.
Agent 1: Whose name?
Interview Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Hotch soon enters the interview room carrying a file box. The other agents follow him inside, each carrying a file box. Hotch stands in front of Richard.
Hotch: 4 months of investigative work, 1 file, and guess what, Richard. It’s not your file. See, we don’t care about you.
Hotch slides the box toward Richard. On the side is read: 621209-05; TIMOTHY VOGEL; VOG. 216210.
Hotch: It’s Vogel we want.
Richard, clearly troubled, looks up at Hotch.
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Reid sits on Slessman’s bed amidst piles of empty CD cases, twirling a CD between his fingers and staring into space.
Slessman’s Attic – Seattle – Night
Now holding a paper clip, he enters the attic room where Morgan is pacing and trying to figure out the password.
Morgan: Oh, come on! I need a password. I need a password. What am I looking for? What could I possibly be looking for?
Reid: I’ve been thinking about the CD’s.
Morgan: Oh, Reid, come on. We tried the CD’s. We searched, sifted, and sorted through every one of this guy’s head-banging heavy metal collection. We gotta find something, or this girl is dead.
He uses the paper clip to open the CD tray on the laptop.
Reid: Think we may have missed the obvious.
Morgan: What are you doing?
He pulls out a Metallica CD. Morgan takes the CD, totally stunned.
Morgan: Reid, what made you think of this?
Reid: It was the only empty case.
Reid gives him the CD case.
Morgan: All right. I’m an insomniac who listens to Metallica to go to sleep at night. What song could possibly speak to me?
Reid: Enter Sandman.
Interview Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Hotch starts pacing.
Hotch: We found out Heather was buying a used car. You know how car salesmen get us to buy a car? They call it reciprocity. They drop the price, feels like they’ve done us a favor. We feel obligated. There’s a sudden pressure to reciprocate this one little favor. And it’s so powerful that we’ll… put a deposit down on a car we’re not even sure we really want.
Richard: So what?
Hotch: So Vogel did you a favor. He protected you in prison, and now you feel like you owe him, and you need to protect him. Guys like Vogel learn in the schoolyard which kids to bully and which kids to protect, and he’s got you convinced that you owe him so much that you’ll go to jail for him. Richard, I’m here to remind you something. You owe him nothing.
Richard smiles.
On the road – Seattle – Night
The orange Datsun still drives away from the prison with Gideon and Greenaway following.
In car – Seattle – Night
Elle: There’s something wrong. We gotta him pull over. I can feel it.
Gideon: You wanna know the word repeated more than any other in your file? Impatient. You wanna stop him, you give me a reason.
Elle: His behavior. When we left him, he was nervous, unsettled. But now he’s stopping at every stop sign. He’s using his blinker at every turn. He’s slowing at yellow lights. This is not someone who is rushing to kill and dump a body.
Gideon: Okay. Do it.
On the road – Seattle – Night
The car slows down before stopping. Elle & Gideon get out of their own & take their gun. They approach the car.
Elle: FBI. Put your hands up where we can see them! Put your hands through the window now! Now!
The man puts his hands through the window. Elle & Gideon look at each other.
Elle: All right, with your left hand I want you to open the car door from the outside.
The man opens the door.
Elle: Get out!
Elle puts the man on the ground.
Elle: It’s not him!
Gideon: Where is he?
Man: Where is he?
Gideon: Where’s Vogel?
Man: I don’t know!
Gideon: What are you doing driving his car?!
Man: He came up to me in the garage after our shift ended. He asked if he could borrow my truck.
Gideon: What kind of truck?
Elle: He’s dumping the body.
Gideon: What’s the make? What’s the make?!
Man: Dodge! Dodge Dakota!
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Morgan is phoning Gideon who is back in his car with Elle.
Morgan: Gideon, Heather’s alive.
Gideon: How do you know?
Morgan is in front the computer with Reid & two agents. They are watching a webcam showing Heather in a cage.
Morgan: ‘Cause we’re watching her right now.
On the road – Seattle – Night
Gideon calls Hotch, who is in FBI offices.
Gideon: Hotch, he’s gonna kill her. He’s heading there now. We need a location.
Hotch: I don’t have enough time to get it out of him.
Gideon: Find something, Hotch, or that girl is dead.
Slessman’s Children’s Room – Seattle – Night
Morgan is in front the computer and Reid joins him.
Reid: Morgan, can you show me the last 12 images lined up next to each other?
Morgan does it.
Morgan: Yeah.
Reid: Right there. Right there. You see that? The light bulb hanging from the wire?
Morgan: Yeah, what about it?
Reid: It’s shifting positions like it’s swaying… like the earth is tilting.
Morgan: Not the earth, doc. The ocean.
Reid & Morgan look at each other.
Hallways – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Hotch heads to the interview room, while on phone with Morgan.
Hotch: She’s on a boat? Where?
Morgan: It’s a pier or a dock. He wouldn’t be able to transmit the webcam image from the middle of the ocean.
Hotch: You’re sure about this.
Morgan: It’s the best we got, Hotch. Even if we’re right, getting the exact location’s on you, my friend.
Hotch: What is it you always ask Garcia?
Morgan: To work me a little magic.
Interview Room – FBI Northwest Field Office – Seattle – Night
Hotch opens the interview room door.
Hotch: Just to let you know… Gideon’s talking to Vogel… and Vogel’s nailing you to the wall.
Richard: Yeah, whatever.
Hotch: He said it was your idea to keep the girls on a boat. He’s talking, Richard. Reciprocity. Tell me where she is, and we make a deal. Is it a dock? A pier?
Slessman, hearing that one kernel of the truth, begins to believe him. He hesitates though before answering.
Richard: It’s a shipyard. Allied shipyard.
Allied Shipyard – Seattle – Night
Greenaway and Gideon pull up quietly to search the shipyard for Vogel’s boat.
Slessman’s Bedroom – Seattle – Night
Reid and Morgan can see that Vogel is inside the room with Heather.
Morgan: Reid, he’s inside.
He unlocks the cage.
Morgan: Get Elle on the phone.
Allied Shipyard – Seattle – Night
Gideon sees a entering and goes. Behind him, Elle is on phone with Morgan.
Morgan: Listen to me. You need to wait for backup.
Elle: If we wait, the girl is dead.
Morgan: And if we had waited in Boston…
Elle: I can’t. You told me to trust my instincts.
On the boat – Seattle – Night
Heather kicks Vogel as he opens the cage door and tries to run, pulling the tape from her eyes and mouth and screaming. She makes her way outside to the dock before Vogel catches up with her. Heather’s screams have alerted Gideon and Greenaway, who approach from in front and behind.
Gideon: Stop!
Tim: Get back! I’ll shoot her.
Gideon: I wouldn’t. If I were you, I’d aim the gun at me. You shoot the girl, you got nothing.
Tim: Get… back!
Greenaway gets into position for a clean shot.
Gideon: Shoot me instead. Come on. What, are you a lousy shot?
Gideon opens his arms, making himself an easy target.
Gideon: 50 feet away. You got a perfect shot. Shoot me.
Tim: You think I’m stupid?
Gideon: I think you’re an absolute moron. I know all about you, Tim. You’re at the gym 5 times a week. You drive a flashy car, you stink of cologne, and you can’t get it up. Not even Viagra’s working for you. You know what that tells me? That tells me you are hopelessly compensating, and it’s not just in your head. It is physical. What did the girls call you in high school? What’d they come up with when you fumbled your way into some girl’s pants, and she started laughing when she got a good look at just how little you had to offer?
Tim: Shut up!
Gideon: Short stack? Very little Vogel? I got it. Tiny Tim.
Vogel screams and drops the girl, shooting Gideon in the arm. Greenaway shoots Vogel multiple times before running to Gideon.
Elle: Gideon! You ok?
Gideon: I’m fine. Go look after the girl.
She runs up to Heather and hugs her.
Allied Shipyard – Seattle – Day
Heather is on a gurney as Gideon looks down at her. He puts a hand on her forehead. He turns and leaves as the EMTs put Heather into the back of an ambulance. Gideon walks away. Hotchner and Morgan sit on the side watching Gideon and Heather.
Morgan: So what kind of report do they want on him?
Hotch: I suppose whether he’s fit to be a field agent. You know, Haley and I were looking at a baby names book. Guess what Gideon means in Hebrew.
Reid passes by and hears the question.
Reid: Mighty warrior. Appropriate.
Reid walks away. Hotch & Morgan smile.
Morgan: So what are you gonna tell them?
Hotch: What would you say?
Morgan: Gideon saved her life. That’s good enough for me.
Morgan gets up and walks away, leaving Hotch who looks at him.
On the plane – Sunset
Morgan is sleeping in his seat, the file he’s reading off to the side. Reid is lying across several chairs. He rolls over and clutches his jacket closer. Gideon is awake. Hotch walks over to him with a cup of coffee in his hand. He sits on the armrest across the aisle from Gideon.
Hotch: Hey.
Gideon: You and Haley pick the baby’s name yet?
Hotch: It’s funny… Haley liked the name Charles, but, you know… all I could think of…
Gideon: Manson.
Hotch: Then there was Henry.
Gideon: Lee Lucas.
Hotch: Uh… Jeffrey.
Gideon: Dahmer.
Hotch: There’s just too many of them.
Gideon: Kind of hard to feel good about catching one when you know there are 50 more still out there.
Hotch stands to leave.
Gideon: How’s your report going?
Hotch smiles and scratches his head, busted.
Gideon: Didn’t think you could hide that from an old profiler, now, did you?
Hotch: You know, you saved that girl today. You can feel good about that.
Gideon: It is good. It’s a good thing.
Hotch puts a hand on Gideon’s shoulder and walks away.
On the road – Dumfries, Virginia – Day
Gideon voice over: Nietzsche once said, “When you look long into an abyss, the abyss looks into you.”
Gideon pulls into a rural gas station to fill up. Once over, he walks in the store.
Station Store – Dumfries – Day
Gideon picks up a candy bar.
Gideon: I’ll take this.
He gives the bar to the register. Gideon notices dozens of Polaroid pictures of people behind the register. He turns backs and sees an old American made pick up truck outside.
Register: Have a n… i… n… nice day.
Gideon notices that the young man who rings up his bill has a severe stutter. The register smiles at first, then his smile fades when he looks at Gideon’s face. He looks down and notices the gun on Gideon’s hip. Gideon takes his candy bar & turns back, heading to his car. The register follows him out of the station. Gideon, persuaded he his the Footpath Killer, sees on a mirror that the man is behind him. The register has a shotgun which he points at Gideon.