Previously on Criminal Minds: Evolution...
VOIT: Sicarius spiders are the most
venomous spiders in the world.
ALVEZ: Cause of death is venom from hundreds
of internal spider bites.
ROSSI: Cyrus created the killer you were, Elias.
Maybe Cyrus had his own network, like a small circle of friends.
I have never told anyone anything.
PRENTISS: Cyrus was a person of interest
in the Silvio Herrera case,
but he was never interviewed.
Because the North Carolina State Police were told
he was out of the country.
Who told them that?
She identified herself as Tessa LeBrun.
She said she was Cyrus's daughter.
That name means nothing to you?
No, I've never heard of her.
You believe I can be different, right?
I believe you are different.
MACKEY: There's this guy.
He's the most direct connection to the network.
ROSSI: Voit's disciple.
The network is closing ranks.
Then Voit's a target, too.
(muffled) Elias, get the fuck off of me, please!
(Voit shushes)
VOIT: We're in trouble, okay? Something's wrong.
PRENTISS: This is SSA Prentiss.
We need immediate backup at Melgren Medical
due to a mass shooting.
Is Voit...?
He's not here.
♪ ♪
MAN: The hell you think you're going?
To talk to the cops again?
I didn't say anything to anyone.
How could I?
You never let me go anywhere without you.
(bottle thuds)
That's right.
You can't go nowhere without me.
I don't need you anymore.
I'm out.
Over my dead body.
(grunting)
(gagging)
(panting)
(coughing, gasping)
That's the smartest thing you've ever done, boy.
(panting): You kill me now,
sheriff'll know it was you.
Maybe you have been listening.
You'll be back.
(quietly): I'm all you got.
♪ ♪
Hit me again.
(music playing quietly)
- Should I just leave it? - Yeah.
Good evening there, little lady.
What can I do you for?
Oh. I'll have what he's having.
Willie...
First round's on me.
Bark's worse than his bite.
Well, to the kindness of strangers.
Ugh. (winces, exhales)
Um, can I get a bigger glass and some ice, please?
WILLIE: You bet.
Haven't seen you around here before.
Okay, look, thanks for the drink
and I don't mean to be rude,
but you'll have better luck with the lottery.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to seem like I was trying to...
No, I mean...
you're like my son's age.
I'm just trying to make conversation, is all.
You look like you've had a bit of a rough time tonight.
Yeah, you can say that.
Yeah. Me, too.
Buried my wife.
And my son,
he looked me dead in the eye and told me
he never wanted to see me again.
Jesus.
And I thought my thesis advisor trying to fuck me was bad.
(laughs)
Well, you know what they say.
Hell? It's other people.
Graduate school, huh?
Oh, okay, please. I know that look.
Can't believe this chick is hella good with numbers.
No, no, no. That ain't it.
It's just that my boy, he was good with them, too.
Oh, yeah? Was he working on his PhD
in mechanical engineering?
- He was not. - (laughs) So there.
Another round, por favor.
But after tonight, I don't know, maybe I don't get that PhD.
My professor...
He says he wants my help with his research project.
Right? And this is, like, satellite tracking.
I mean, this is, like, kind of, like, spy shit.
- That right? - Yeah.
- Wow. - Okay? So he tells me
he wants to scout this power plant up the road
as, like, a possible tracking site.
But the second we get there, the fucker whips out his dick,
so I kicked him in the balls,
and then I-I steal his car and I get the fuck out of there.
- (exhales) - (scoffs) That's fucked up.
Yeah. Par for my course.
You think he'll call the cops?
Oh, not a chance.
How's he gonna explain that to his wi... fe?
- Right, right. - (laughs)
Yeah. I'll probably just let him stew for a little while
and then I'll go back and get him.
You okay to drive?
- Fuck no. (laughs) - (chuckling)
No, I'm fine. Coffee's my friend.
All right.
(exhales) Well...
It's been nice meeting you...
- Constance. - Oh.
I actually prefer "Tessa." So, Tessa.
Well, you be safe now, Tessa.
- (chuckles) - Thank you, Willie.
WILLIE: Take 'er easy.
(keys jingling)
(trash bins clatter)
(screams)
♪ ♪
(engine starts, revs)
♪ ♪
(groaning)
(grunts)
I need to talk to the Disciple.
Hmm. Go ahead.
(sighs softly)
(door closes)
I don't mean anything to you, do I?
No.
You don't...
Tessa.
You mean everything to me...
...Elias.
♪ ♪
(indistinct radio chatter)
VOIT: "Good can exist without evil,
whereas evil cannot exist without good."
Thomas Aquinas.
(indistinct radio chattering)
So, Voit's not the only one missing.
Dr. Ochoa is gone.
The security cameras have been disabled.
- (phone ringing) - (sighs)
Penelope, go ahead.
Well, according to the hospital's security logs,
it was Dr. Ochoa's passcode
that gave them access
to the building's northwest stairwell.
Okay, what about the hospital's cameras?
GARCIA: And it was her password
that logged them on and turned those off.
I don't know. It's just hard to believe
that Dr. Ochoa has been plotting with the Disciple
to break Voit out.
Well, maybe her passcodes were stolen.
PRENTISS: There's also the possibility
that she was collaborating under duress.
Under the threat of harm to a loved one.
Penelope. You, Luke, and Tyler need to follow up
with welfare checks on Dr. Ochoa's immediate family.
I shall gather them and get on it.
Oh, man, I cannot imagine how this could be
any more of a catastrophic fuck-up.
Okay, Evan, you got to--
- Oh, calm down? Really? - Mm.
It is the lead story on every goddamned news channel.
(stammers) Oh, and can you believe it?
They just can't stop talking about
how this escaped prisoner is a cop killer
with whom this DOJ gave a sweetheart plea agreement.
Okay, we can mitigate the damage--
Oh, can we?
And even if we can, how long until somebody digs up
that Lee Duval is Elias Voit is the fucking Sicarius Killer?
Look, damage control is actually the least of our worries, okay?
We have a highly organized group of serial killers on the loose,
and our best lead is to track down whatever we can
on this Tessa LeBrun in Falls Lake, North Carolina.
Do you really think this mystery woman
- could be the Disciple? - I... I don't know.
But based on the timeline in Voit's biography,
she may hold some of the answers we're looking for.
Look, I've already checked.
There are no public records for a Tessa LeBrun
being born in or living around Falls Lake, North Carolina
in or around 2004.
Okay. But have you asked the NCBI
for any missing persons reports from around that time?
I have... not.
I can help you.
Unless you have a press conference you got to get to?
It can wait.
We'll let you know what we find.
Mm.
(light buzzes)
(gasps)
(coughs)
(sniffles, pants)
Dr. Ochoa.
(pants softly) Who... who are you?
You're scared.
- Yes. - Yeah.
- Yes. - Look at me.
(gasping)
Please, don't hurt me. Please.
He sees so much in you, doesn't he?
Who?
Elias.
What have you done with him?
You're the only one.
You're the only one who can bring Sicarius back to me.
(whimpers quietly)
Please. (sobs)
♪ ♪
Where's Julia?
Julia?
It's a bit too familiar, don't you think,
for a doctor-patient relationship?
Where is she?
I thought you only had eyes for your wife, Sydney.
You remember her?
I'm not playing this fucking game.
I do understand the attraction, though.
That, and...
Sydney betrayed you.
- No, she did not. - Oh, really? Where is she?
Lost forever to the witness protection program.
- She's safe. - Mm-hmm.
(swallows)
She's not Julia, who was there for you
- in your time of need. - (sighs)
Whatever the fuck you want from me,
she has nothing to do with it.
TESSA: You recognize me?
Where-where did you get these?
You didn't steal all of them.
Cyrus didn't have a physical type.
But he sure did like his "lost girls," didn't he?
Jesus Christ.
♪ ♪
(mumbling)
(breathing shallowly)
(TV playing indistinctly)
(LeBrun laughing)
♪
(gasps)
(panting)
TESSA: No...
Don't!
(screams)
We need to come to an understanding.
You're mine now.
Forever.
There's no going back.
Besides...
...you got no one left to go back to, anyhow.
Looks like your folks just died.
Accidental house fire.
It's a goddamn tragedy.
(sobbing): Why?
Yours is not to reason why.
Yours is just to do...
and die.
- (whimpers) - (laughs)
I'm just fooling with you.
I'm gonna take good care of you.
Cyrus killed your parents in a house fire?
As he did yours.
No.
No, I killed my parents.
Did you?
Cyrus told me everything that happened.
They weren't your parents.
They were your aunt and uncle. Because he was your father.
What are you talking about?
Cyrus did what he had to do to make you strong.
As he did with me.
The strength to take a person's life is
the power to survive.
- Bullshit. - No.
Bullshit.
- No. - No, everything you're doing,
what I did,
it's only causing pain and suffering.
They need to suffer like we suffered.
- All of our victims were innocent-- - No one is innocent.
You can't see that right now.
But I am here to release you.
Like you released me.
I didn't.
Lee,
you and me...
...we're family.
♪
- Hey. - Hiya, honey.
Tyler and Luke are checking in with Dr. Ochoa's family.
Meanwhile, I've been digging through her work emails
and I have discovered a thing.
See, eight weeks ago,
she gets an inquiry from a colleague in England.
A fellow neuropsychiatrist
by the name of Dr. Jarvis Parsons.
Something tells me I know exactly where this is headed.
Because you're a gifted profiler who never stops being amazing.
Now, Dr. Ochoa doesn't give Voit's name,
she doesn't give his patient ID,
and all this Dr. Parsons wants is help
adapting some recovery protocols.
But Dr. Parsons isn't Dr. Parsons.
And because I am a gifted cyber sleuth
who never stops being amazing,
I've discovered, no, it's not Dr. Parsons.
It is, in fact, our Disciple,
who cloned this Parsons' email, catfished Dr. Ochoa
and Trojan-horsed her work computer.
Compromising her passcodes.
Now, thank all the goddesses, this does let us know
that Dr. Ochoa isn't willingly going along
- with all this meshugas. - Right.
But it also means
Luke and Tyler need to find her family fast.
Uh, is there any way for you to track down the ISP
to locate where her emails were going?
There is. And there isn't.
With "there isn't" prevailing in the moment.
- Well, keep it up. - Yeah.
(indistinct chatter)
- Dr. Ochoa's family? - GREEN: Most of them.
At least the ones that live close by.
And, fortunately, we were able to coordinate with authorities
in Chicago, so everyone's been accounted for.
I've arranged for all of them to be placed
- into protective custody. - That's great.
So Garcia confirmed that Dr. Ochoa's computer was hacked.
Her hospital passcodes were stolen.
Really? They were stolen?
- Yeah. Why? - ALVEZ: It's just that,
it was pretty damn easy to locate her family
and make sure that they were doing all right.
- That's lucky for us. - ALVEZ: It is.
But I'm thinking...
what if the Disciple isn't trying to force
Dr. Ochoa's hand by threatening her family?
What if the Disciple
already had a way to steal her passcodes?
Then kidnapping Dr. Ochoa might not have anything to do
- with compelling her to use her skills. - No.
Given her relationship with Voit,
you think it's more likely that--
The Disciple would want to use Dr. Ochoa as a sacrifice.
(Ochoa whimpers)
(gasping breaths)
(screams)
I can feel them...
Oh, my God, I--
(whimpers)
You still see and hear Tate Andrews screaming
for his life, don't you?
I know.
So...
it should only take witnessing the death
of someone far more meaningful to you...
...and Sicarius shall be free.
(Ochoa groaning)
(Voit grunting)
♪
(car doors close)
(indistinct radio chatter)
BLY: Afternoon, miss.
There a "Cyrus LeBrun" living here?
Yes, sir.
BLY: May we speak with him for a moment?
Why?
Well, we're following up with an old homicide case.
Couple years back.
Woman's body was found nearby.
Oh, yeah?
You don't recall that?
No.
What's your name, miss?
Tessa.
You live here, Tessa?
Yeah, with my dad.
Cyrus LeBrun? He's your dad?
Yeah.
You mind getting him for us?
He's out of the country.
That right?
So, when might you expect him back?
I don't know.
Well...
If you'd be so kind,
leave this here with your dad.
You tell him that it's real important
that he call us as soon as he gets back.
Now, can you do that for me?
- Yes, sir. - BLY: All right. Well.
You have yourself a fine day, now.
(lock clicks)
You think that had something to do with Lee?
I don't know what the hell's going on with this shit.
They already put someone away for that bitch's murder.
W-When was the last time y-you spoke to him?
Who?
Your son Lee.
That sumbitch is dead to me. (panting)
You never say his name in this house again.
Ever.
- You hear me?! - Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
I'll make dinner.
So Rebecca and Evan believe this is the human we're looking for.
Constance Merrick, known to friends and family as "Tessa."
Now, she hasn't been seen since July of 2002,
but she wasn't listed as a missing person but rather
a person of interest for a property crime.
She was accused of stealing her college professor's car?
Graduate student
in mechanical engineering turns car thief? Okay.
There's a lot more to the story.
Yes, there is, because shortly after her parents were
finally able to persuade authorities
that she was actually missing,
they both died in-- wait for it--
an accidental house fire.
Just like Voit's parents.
- What are the chances? - GARCIA: This is what lit up
Evan and Rebecca... Oh, that's a pun.
And remember that Voit's uncle was an active predator
even after Voit left him.
We're gonna need to dig up additional details
about the night Tessa allegedly stole that car.
But are we thinking an essential part of Voit's profile is false?
That he didn't set the fire that killed his parents?
- His uncle did? - ALVEZ: No, it's not possible.
Tara and I read those reports more than once.
Plus, Cyrus had a solid alibi for the night of the fire.
ROSSI: Cyrus didn't kill Voit's parents.
But he knew instinctively, like you said,
it was an essential part of what made Voit who he was.
PRENTISS: So when he killed Tessa's parents,
he was hoping to repeat history.
ROSSI: Exactly.
Cyrus didn't abduct Tessa Merrick
to satisfy his urges, he needed her to replace Voit.
Okay, well, based on this 2004 report,
if Tessa identified herself to deputies as Cyrus's daughter,
then he-he really was able to break her
into trauma bonding with him.
GREEN: But then how does that evolve
into the psychopathy of the Disciple?
Well, once free of Cyrus's influence,
her violence, like Voit's,
would have emerged from a desire for vengeance,
as much as a drive to assert dominance over a world
that they both saw as having treated them cruelly.
And so where do we think she was when Cyrus died?
Because Voit poisoned Cyrus,
but he never said anything about freeing a captive.
Honestly, I don't think he knew.
(scoffs)
Well, well.
The prodigal son returns.
Took you long enough.
Yeah, sometimes, when I close my eyes,
it's like I never left.
LeBRUN: That's what you been doing the last 20 fucking years?
- VOIT: Yeah. - LeBRUN: Just thinking about this place?
VOIT: Even after I went to school.
After I fell in love, got married, had two daughters,
I can't get this fucking place out of my head.
LeBRUN: Huh.
After everything I taught you,
you still think you can be normal.
VOIT: No, I'm still what you made me.
Is that why you came back? Huh?
- To blame me? - No, I could have had a chance.
I could have been different.
Nah, you couldn't.
Our vice is in our blood.
It's you.
The one they're all talking about.
Sicarius.
Did you come here to kill me?
VOIT: Oh, I already killed you an hour ago.
Slipped some naproxen in your IV.
I just came here to watch an old man die.
(gasps softly)
LeBRUN: I see.
I always knew it.
Family is what gets you killed.
You'll find that out soon enough.
(weakly): And that little family of yours...
they'll find out, too.
(gasps)
(exhales)
♪ ♪
(sighs)
(footsteps receding)
(door opens)
(door closes)
(engine starts)
ROSSI: It might've taken Tessa a couple of days
to summon up the will to walk out that door,
but once she did, there was no looking back.
JJ: Given the level of abuse
and deprivation she endured,
there's only one of two ways she'd respond.
She collapses in on herself. Isolating and self-destructing.
LEWIS: Or, in this case, she comes to see herself
as Voit's disciple,
and choses to lash out and punish.
Acting out much like Aileen Wuornos did,
and probably targeting older men.
Older men of means,
given the resources she's working with now.
ROSSI: But most importantly,
she'd seek a reunion with the one who'd set her free.
The one who was also "family."
Only by the time she caught up with him,
Voit was not the guy she was expecting.
- He was broken. - But she could fix him.
By force-feeding him a steady diet of violence,
it might trigger him.
Question is, where?
PRENTISS: Let's start by filling in the timeline
of this Tessa Merrick.
Penelope, see if you can identify
any kind of regional patterns in missing persons reports
for 60-something men starting in 2022
- coming up to eight weeks ago. - Got it.
For Voit's reeducation process,
Tessa would likely need to hold him
at a location where not only did she feel safe
but also a strong emotional connection.
What about Cyrus's cabin?
- Leveled to the ground a year ago. - ALVEZ: But, yeah,
some place like that.
I mean, it's got to be an environment
that is essential to her own profile.
Good. You and Tyler, look into it.
Elias.
Elias, you're gonna be okay.
What you did, you...
You saved my life.
Elias?
Talk to me.
What are you feeling?
(sighs)
Please. You're scaring me, Elias.
You're asking the wrong questions.
It's not, "What are you feeling?"
It's...
(chuckles softly)
...how are you feeling?
Like a fucking god.
♪ ♪
DELRAY: No, I got to hand it to you.
I thought it was gonna be a waste of our time, but...
we actually have a real lead.
Between 2022 and eight weeks ago,
there have been 11 men ranging in age from 60 to 75,
median income over $500,000, who've been reported missing
from the mid-Atlantic region.
One, a gentleman by the name of Lester Samuelson, was
a client of Vincent Orlov at the time of his vanishing.
A client, huh?
Is that serendipity or sleuthing on Tessa's part?
GARCIA: Any way you slice it,
this has got to be the way she got entrée onto Voit's network.
- Uh, now, as Evan will want to point out-- - DELRAY: No, no.
I... I can see it all.
I can't prove it, but I can see it.
It's circumstantial as it relates
to the Disciple's body count because, like Voit,
no body, no crime.
(grunts)
"The king's son, Ferdinand,
"with hair up-staring-- then, like reeds, not hair--
"was the first man that leaped, cried,
'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.'"
"Why, that's my spirit!
"But was not this nigh shore?
"Close by, master.
But are they, Ariel, safe?"
(laptop chimes)
I'm surprised you trusted Orlov.
I didn't. He was a useful idiot.
Who tried to have you killed.
Like I said, he was an idiot.
Well, he was useful to me.
He had delusions of grandeur.
He thought he could use your network to his advantage.
But once I had what I needed from him to oversee the network,
I made sure he paid for betraying you.
Betrayal? Being two-faced?
- That's why you put him in the mask? - No.
The Yase-Otoko mask, it isn't about deception,
it's about truth.
I was a military brat.
My parents were stationed all over the world,
and I was lost.
But one night in Kyoto,
I caught a glimpse of myself in a mask.
A tortured soul who abides in hell.
♪ ♪
You know what I'm talking about.
Our vice is in our blood.
I knew I couldn't do this alone.
I needed the community that you created.
- I needed you. - I understand, but my n-network
was built to exist in the shadows.
It was a place for like-minded peop-- people like you and I,
to learn to gratify their needs
without getting caught and punished.
But now you've come along
and you've dragged it into the light.
There's a reason why I made all my followers
kill themselves if they got caught.
It was so that the secret of the network died with them.
- But it doesn't have to be secret anymore. - Yes, it does.
The law is out there, they're everywhere,
and they're never gonna stop hunting us.
- And we can fight them. - Yeah, and we will lose.
Well, so what do we do?
We disappear.
And destroy any evidence of us ever existing.
Like your shipping container in Georgia.
- Yeah, just like that. - And we'll leave behind a patsy,
like Benjamin Reeves.
Yeah.
And we slip into the shadows.
♪
(sighs) This is what we have so far on the missing men.
It's not much.
Jesus, and the clock's still ticking.
I'm worried it's already run out On Dr. Ochoa.
- We can't be certain... - Can't we?
I mean, Dave, if-if killing her in front of Voit
helps recover his taste for blood,
then there's absolutely no way
the Disciple hasn't already taken her life.
There is another scenario.
What's that?
There's only a handful of people
who have shown Voit any grace.
You're one of them,
Penelope and Dr. Ochoa.
Now, if indeed Voit is this changed man,
there is a chance that he'll do what he can to protect her.
- Even kill? - Yes. Which, obviously,
would still work in the Disciple's favor.
But if Dr. Ochoa is correct,
then Voit's inner demons might now be angels.
- (footsteps approaching) - LEWIS: Hey.
Luke and Tyler have something.
Based on the records we've found for Constance Merrick,
her profile tends to suggest that
she would have a strong emotional connection
to one of her last known locations.
Going back to the night Tessa disappeared,
the police interviewed a classmate who confirmed
she'd been working with her thesis advisor,
a Dr. Adrian Gammon.
GARCIA: Back in the day, this Dr. Gammon
had the not-so-secret reputation
of inviting just his female students
on "location scouts" for possible
satellite reconnaissance stations, which you know
is just pervy teacher-guy talk to get a girl alone.
So, on the night in question,
Gammon invites Tessa to a "scout,"
and when he reveals his true intentions,
- she splits in his car. - JJ: But then
drives herself straight into Cyrus's hunting ground.
They ever recover the vehicle?
ALVEZ: No, but...
Gammon eventually came clean about
where he and Tessa were that night.
Yeah, the Scofield Substation, which has been offline
for 20 years.
The facility definitely provides its tactical advantages,
- and... - I've been picking up bursts
of Wi-Fi transmissions.
GREEN: Which I'm concerned were just a bit
- too easily detected. - You don't think
that's my tactical advantages?
ROSSI: I'll say this for Tessa,
- she's consistent. - LEWIS: Luring us
- right into a trap. - But it's a risk we have to take.
Dave, JJ, Luke and Tyler, gear up.
I'll have HRT meet us on site.
♪
What are you telling the network?
Same thing I did before, to lay low
- until I reach out again. - How do you know they'll obey?
Because you're gonna send your own message
verifying mine.
Won't Penelope Garcia be able to decrypt the messages?
Yeah, that's the point.
Look, baiting the BAU into a trap,
that's part of your profile.
And then, when they get here...
The walls come tumbling down.
- I'll have my men set those charges. - Good.
And we got our fall guy.
Dr. Ochoa?
Yeah, you used her passcode to get into Melgren, right?
- Yeah, but... - But nothing. That's more than enough.
Look, it doesn't matter what they know,
it matters what they can prove.
- I'll set that charge now. - Wait.
I got a better idea.
Give me a gun.
(sighs)
Give him your gun.
(panting)
(gasps)
Elias, please.
♪ ♪
We don't have much time. Sun's coming up.
We got to be ready for the BAU.
(beeping)
- Shut the front door. - What is it?
Uh, this Disciple person just made
a hot, steaming mess of a mistake.
She sent one...
no, she sent two coded messages to Voit's followers,
basically telling them that they need to lay real low,
but the decryption codes,
uh, that you need to open and read said messages
relay back confirmation markers which I have intercepted,
and we are now looking at
the current location of every nefarious fink
- left on Voit's network. - (scoffs)
- I can't believe it. - It's an egregious error.
- Are you sure? - Uh, do nerds rule and boys drool?
Okay. I need to give our field offices a heads-up.
- Yeah. Mm-hmm. - Great work.
♪ ♪
(tires screeching)
♪ ♪
Penelope, we're on scene, preparing to breach.
What do you see?
I see a lot of flashing lights
on my screen that look like danger.
And it appears that all of the entrances
are protected by IEDs.
- Do we need the bomb squad? - No, I don't think so,
because the detonators are being triggered remotely.
- You can cut them off, right? - Yes, we're gonna find that out right now.
Before I do, please tell me
- no one's in harm's way. - No, we're all good.
We're not moving until you give us the word.
Okay, I'm capable.
I am doing this. And...
Okay, charges are neutralized.
- Clear to breach. - Clear.
(alarm beeping)
Whoa, whoa. The perimeter's been breached.
- Okay. - The charges didn't go off.
Penelope must have jammed the signals.
We got to get out of here,
leave everyone behind. Go, come on.
TESSA: Fuck! Fuck.
Emily, we're heading through the southwest side of the building.
We're covering the west side.
JJ, status.
JJ: We have one HRT officer wounded,
- but the shooters are down. - Dave, come in.
Dave, come in.
Oh, my God.
(gasps) Agent Rossi.
- Are you all right? - Yeah, yeah, I'm okay.
Voit did that?
He saved my life. I-I couldn't believe it.
(stammers) No, no, no, no. You don't have to do this.
Julia, this is the only way.
Please, you don't have to do this. Please.
- Play dead. - Please. (screams)
Agent Rossi, you have to believe me.
Elias doesn't want to hurt anyone,
except maybe himself.
- Do you know where he went? - No. No, no, no.
It happened so fast. He, uh, just...
I-I'm sorry.
It's all right. Let's just get you out of here.
Emily, I found Dr. Ochoa.
She's alive.
- Come on. - Thank you.
- (distorted radio chatter) - You're breaking up.
Repeat.
- Repeat. - You fucked up.
You shouldn't have trusted me.
- Fuck you! - This is where it ends.
This is where you and I end.
No.
FBI!
Emily, Tessa's coming to you.
- Voit! Drop the gun. - Whoa, whoa.
Tyler, no, no, no. Hold your fire.
Shoot me.
No.
- JJ? - Just fucking shoot me!
You won't...
pull that trigger.
You can't.
Not anymore.
♪ ♪
Fuck.
(panting)
AGENT: Subject in sight.
PRENTISS: Hold your fire.
Constance?
My name is Emily.
We don't want to hurt you.
I don't want to hurt you.
I know your story.
I know it all too well. (panting)
I know the pain you've endured,
so I understand why you needed to lash out
and punish somebody, anybody, everybody.
You don't know anything about me!
Don't I?
I... I know your life should've been so much different.
You should've been building rockets to the stars,
and instead, you were betrayed by a man you trusted.
And a cruel fate led you to another man
who-who robbed you of your soul.
Elias was right.
This is where it has to end.
- PRENTISS: No. Constance? - All you can do is offer me
a life inside of a cage,
- and what kind of life is that? - Put it down!
No!
(panting)
I'm surprised they let you come see me.
Well, I'm still your doctor.
Till they transfer me.
OCHOA: Maybe.
Listen.
I wanted to take this opportunity
to say thank you.
(softly): I'm sorry.
For what?
For everything that I put you through.
You saved my life.
I didn't really have a choice.
No, you did have a choice.
You did have a choice, and you chose the good.
This time.
Don't lose faith.
I don't have any to lose.
(door opens)
I should get going.
Goodbye, Elias.
Goodbye.
Thank you.
(door closes)
(swallows)
You saw what I did to Perry?
I did.
And how do you think that made me feel?
Like a "fucking god"?
Yeah.
So, how the fuck was Jennifer so sure
that I wouldn't pull the trigger on her?
ROSSI: Well, let's start with the phone call
you made to Lainey and Ava.
Your profile has changed.
It was a mistake.
- Not killing you? - Yes.
Don't think I haven't thought about it.
I'm being serious.
What's important now is justice.
For your victims
- and for you. - Okay, yeah.
Justice? You want justice, Dave?
Then make sure the prosecutor pushes for the death penalty.
Not just what I did to Perry,
but for every single one of the Sicarius cases.
You know, the only way to do that...
Is with a confession.
Do you need a confession?
Okay, I confess.
I did it.
♪ ♪
I did all of it.
Just no more fucking deals.
You really don't trust yourself?
I can't.
(door opens)
♪ ♪
I can't believe, after all the shit
he has put us through that, like, now,
I'm actually feeling sorry for the guy.
(scoffs) I know.
So, what happens next?
Tomorrow morning, the Marshals will transfer him
over to USP Mosby.
It's a federal supermax in Virginia.
And he'll be held there until he's arraigned on...
all charges, I guess.
♪ ♪
I heard your tactical advantage
rounded up the rest of the network.
Oh, my tactical advantage is magnificent,
but no, that was Voit.
He intentionally sabotaged everything
so I could track them all down.
Well, still, you had to... (imitates clicking)
...hit the buttons.
- Oh, you're funny sometimes. - (chuckles) I think so.
But seriously, the field offices
were able to round all these guys up?
Mm-hmm. Down to every last unsub.
- It's hard to believe it's over. - LEWIS: Aww.
Sounds like some nauseous optimism if I ever heard it.
(laughs) No.
He's worried that with Voit finally off the board,
he might still have to do that rotation in Mobile.
- That's not a thing. - (chuckles)
Wait, is it?
PRENTISS: No, it's not.
(laughter)
I'm pretty sure your success with this special assignment
means the BAU will be your permanent assignment.
DELRAY: Mm, congrats to you, sir.
While the rest of your colleagues get to enjoy
many more adventures with you,
I, uh, must bid you adieu.
- What are you talking about? - Not-not from Justice, no,
just from being the, uh, point person to the BAU
on the, uh, charming Mr. Sicarius.
Uh, now that he's on his way to trial,
somebody else from the prosecutor's office
will help you.
Sure you want to jump ship now, champ?
- I did. - And then you didn't.
DELRAY: No, it's just that Becca-- excuse me,
Rebecca and I feel that there are much better ways
that we can exercise our legal acumen.
Come on. You're gonna miss us.
Of course, yes, and that's why I suggest
that we get out of here,
and I'll buy you guys all a round of drinks.
ROSSI: Well, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, since, um...
since we came at you pretty hard on that Tara situation...
Oh, the "Tara situation," uh-huh?
Yeah, so maybe,
I'm thinking that Emily should spring for the drinks.
- Oh. - (laughter)
Oh, uh-- uh, here we go.
W-Why don't we just march up to my office?
I have all sorts of spirits for free.
Yeah, but you-you got no snacks.
You have no snacks, and I'm hungry.
Okay, w-where should we go?
- Pelley's? - GREEN: You guys ever been
- to The Tin Cup? - (gasps)
Isn't that where you got your tuchus kicked?
Uh, that guy nearly pressed charges, so...
whose tuchus was kicked?
(soft laughter)
Charges? What charges?
♪ ♪
That's him?
Voit.
PRISONER: You mean "Sicarius"?
Fuck yeah.
That's not me.
Man, you ain't fooling nobody.
That's right.
Dude, we see you.
No, you're wrong.
The fuck we are.
(shouts, choking)
(prisoners cheering)
Fuck him up! Get him!
Kill that motherfucker!
- (whoops) - Yeah!
Come on!
♪ ♪