[Prentiss] Previously on Criminal Minds: Evolution...
Brian Garrity is a tinfoil-hat-wearing truther.
FBI fabricated a manhunt to cover up the assassination
of Deputy Director Douglas Bailey.
Do you have any idea how many rabbit holes Brian Garrity has been down in his life?
The moon landing, the Kennedy assassination.
Guards say you're talking to yourself. Anything I should know about?
Go ahead. She'll believe you.
Your subconscious is fighting urges to kill,
which is why I'm distracting you. You talking to me is how you cope.
Families of some of your victims have reached out and they want to meet you.
Most are looking for an accountability
that doesn't always come with a conviction.
[Voit] You think if I walk you through everything,
you'll be able to stop someone else.
[Tara] For the sake of others,
I can't just let you sit in here and not tell your story.
[Voit] Problem is,
while we're sitting here talking about it, someone new is out there doing it.
You just don't know it yet.
Open up. Police.
What's his name again?
Al Smith.
Mr. Smith. Metro PD.
You're sure he's home?
I think so. I saw him three days ago. He's off.
I-I need more than he's off.
He's not picking up his mail.
He's not answering his phone. Other day, he couldn't even unlock his door.
He's off.
Mr. Smith!
Anybody home?
We're entering to do a wellness check.
Sir?
Are you alri... [sniffs] Hold up. Is that a gas leak?
Our ranges are ancient.
- Oh, no! Did he suffocate? - [shushes]
[flicking]
Oh!
Hey, stop!
Whoa, stop! Stop! What the fuck are you doing?
[groaning]
Hey! What the fuck are you doing? Stop! You don't need to do this!
- [building manager] Al, no. Stop! - [officer] You don't need to do this! No!
I'm sorry.
[Penelope] Harlan Ellison wrote, "I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream."
[inhales sharply, exhales deeply]
[elevator stops, alarm ringing]
[screams] Fuck!
[sobs, gasping]
[grunting]
[whispers] Fuck.
[sighing] Get it together.
[stops alarm, elevator starts]
- Where is he? - He's right there.
All right. Hey, thank you.
But of course.
What happened to your hand?
It's nothing. I'm okay.
Holy shit! They will let anybody up on the sixth floor now, huh?
Well, they let your dumbass become a profiler, didn't they?
How've you been, Tom?
- Good. And you? - Yeah?
I don't know.
Listen, I... I, uh, heard about...
Yeah, um...
I know. But I'm sorry.
Seriously, what, uh... what are you doing up here?
Well, I'm here to see you. And hopefully your team.
- Is it bad? - It's weird.
Come on. You came to the right place. Let's go.
[chuckles]
Hi, Emily. SSA Prentiss. Agent Tyler Green.
Good to see you again, sir.
Oh, you've worked with Agent Green before?
Well, I helped Green get through his basic field training course.
Well, he didn't help so much as I survived.
Agent Millikin kicked my ass. Me and all the new agent trainees.
Is that how you met Luke?
Oh, no. Alvez and I are retired army grunts. We met in the ARC program.
The Army Recovery Care Program.
They do great work.
We do. I'm proud to get to volunteer there.
We help ill and injured service members reintegrate into civilian life.
Matter of fact, that's why I'm knocking at your door.
The BAU does equivocal death investigations, correct?
Helping determine the manner of death,
whether it's suicide, homicide or just an accident?
That is correct. Do you have a case like that?
Well. Luke, could you?
This is Captain Al Smith.
Another friend of mine from ARC. He died yesterday morning.
Cause of death?
Gas stove blew up in his face.
All four ranges were turned all the way up.
Based on the explosion, they'd been that way for quite some time.
He had the matchbook in his hand.
We can take the case.
We'd start with a psychological autopsy,
but I just don't think there's much for us to investigate here.
I know. I know, and I know the numbers. Hell, I preach 'em.
87% of all vets report exposure to at least one traumatic event,
and less than half get the treatment that they need.
But that is not Al, okay?
If you met him through ARC, what was he being treated for?
Anxiety, depression, intrusive thoughts.
Which are indicators of PTSD.
His pistol was in his gun safe.
I mean, he didn't blow his brains out, he blew himself up.
And he took a cop and a building superintendent with him.
It's odd. Even for PTSD.
Did you know him, Luke?
I know the type.
And I know what scares me is... Let's say this is what it looks like.
Sometimes it happens in clusters.
You know, one of our guys punches his own ticket,
and another one says, "Hey, that is a good idea."
"Maybe I'll go out the same way."
That's why I wanna take it. Find out why.
- Tyler, would you mind? - Not at all.
Agent Prentiss, thank you.
- [Emily] Good morning. - [grunts]
[grunts] You got my email.
What the hell is Voit up to?
Tara is with him now, so is Rebecca to expedite.
All he has to do is pick a family member and say, "Boo-hoo, I did it."
Just one family member.
And he is down to his final four.
He's treating this like he is picking out a goddamn ring.
He is trying to find the victim he killed with the least amount of violence
because that will be the least upsetting to whomever he talks to.
Yeah, well, someone should tell him it's always upsetting.
[Emily] Hey. Morning.
- [groans] - Oh. You too?
How many podcasts do you listen to?
Um, I don't know. It's mostly news. Why?
Well, Henry devours them. Specifically the one's on Voit,
and it turns out that there's one that mentions me, you and the BAU.
It's our case. It goes with the territory we'd be mentioned.
No, Emily. This one is made by someone you know.
Personally.
Fu--
[elevator dings]
- Emily! Bella! - Come on.
Oh... Oh, dear. I get it. I've made your job harder, haven't I?
But Emily, come on. The brass ring is right there!
All this time I've been barking up the wrong tree.
I thought conspiracies were where it's at.
Serial killers! Serial killers! My downloads are through the roof!
And it's not just about the money. The money is very nice.
It's about the social capital.
Emily. I'm trending. I've never trended before.
I've never had a hashtag catch on with more than three people,
and now I'm trending.
And, yes, of course, I may have taken one or two little liberties in the service
of a greater story...
Are you going to kill me?
No, because that's illegal.
And you have every right to produce a podcast that is nothing but lies.
Excuse me? Not nothing.
Did or did not Elias Voit call you dad?
Because I paid an orderly a hefty sum for that intel.
Which, when he said it, was more like, "Is that you, Dad?"
And less like I had it on the pod, which was more "Oh, spank me, Daddy."
Even that is not why you're here.
You're here because you are claiming Voit is a serial killer that was trained
by the BAU to be a Manchurian candidate. Which is...
It's horseshit. And you're gonna clean up the mess you've made.
I can do that.
I can do that no problem.
I'm wrapping up season one.
I can put a cap on the season finale, and do a 180-degree pivot.
That what we do in podcasting. We start out with one thesis,
and then eventually you pivot to another one, right?
To sell it though, I just need one little thing.
What?
What no other Elias Voit podcast has.
I want an on-the-record interview with the white whale himself.
- You can't possibly-- - Oh, come on.
I mean white whale metaphorically. I'm not fat shaming the guy.
Although, I did hear he's putting on lbs in prison. Confirm? Deny?
No.
Okay, good for him. Keeping the weight off.
No to your request. That's not happening.
[smacks lips] Oh. That's really a shame.
I feel bad for you guys.
'Cause I guess I'll just have to keep telling my story my way.
Get out.
Oh! Tell Tara I said hi.
I think this one. You... Wait. No, sorry.
No.
This one. Yeah.
- Deena Ryan. - Mm-hmm.
- You're sure? - Yeah.
- Yeah, I'm sure. - Okay. Why her?
[sighs] What does it matter?
It matters because it matters.
Before her mom comes in here,
we need to confirm that you're telling the whole truth about her daughter.
Look, I strangled Deena. She died. That's the whole truth.
That is not good enough, Elias.
Her mother's gonna wanna know why.
Why you took her daughter. Where you took her. How you strangled her.
Wait.
Wait, you're both wearing wedding rings.
Oh, my God. You got married. [stammers] That's amazing. Congrats.
Focus. Please.
Yeah, sorry, um...
- Look, I just hope it works out. - [scoffs]
I mean, not I hope. It's gonna work out. It's gonna be great.
I just, I think-- especially everything we're going through right now.
Getting married is kinda the ultimate act of optimism, so--
- Hey, hey, hey. - What?
We know you're getting divorced, but we've got a job to do.
Right. Um, sure. All right.
[sighs] Tell you what. I'll coordinate with the Bureau of Prisons.
We'll get Deena's mom put on your visitor list.
Okay.
And I will review Deena's file.
Just be honest with the mom, okay?
[door buzzes, opens]
[Rossi hallucination] Nice job. Dodging that question.
Not telling them what you really did to that girl.
I really don't want to tell them anything.
Then why are you doing this?
You told me to.
What good is having an angel on my shoulder if I don't listen to him?
[gasps] Oh, that's adorable.
What is?
You think I'm the angel.
Do you want me to, uh...
Get started without me. I'll catch up.
How are you doing?
Tired.
I heard that.
I'm SSA Luke Alvez with the Bureau. I'm looking into Captain Smith's death.
Oh. Nice to meet you.
If, uh, you're here, I guess that means that...
Yeah. He didn't have a family.
I've got to get him dressed and take him up to Arlington.
Can I have a look?
Don't take it out of the bag.
Smith was EOD?
Pardon?
Captain Smith was explosives ordnance disposal.
Um, I guess. Is that important?
It might be.
Can I ask you something?
Sure.
The way he died, is there gonna be enough for his dress blues?
I don't know.
Okay, so cause of death was trauma from the explosion.
If that didn't do it, the fourth-degree burns would've.
Was it instantaneous?
Yeah. The cop and the super weren't so lucky.
I know it might sound weird, but was his brain still intact?
You thinking PTSD?
I'm thinking it, yeah.
Well, there's definitely evidence of a traumatic brain injury
as a result of, you know, a small rocket exploding in Captain Smith's face,
but when you're talking PTSD,
the biggest giveaway postmortem is reduced hippocampal volume.
And his was perfectly sized.
So his brain was normal?
Mm, I didn't say that.
I saw something weird on the CT scan at first.
It was so nuts, I performed an MRI to be sure.
That is highly abnormal.
- And it's not from the explosion? - Mm-mm. Too symmetrical.
So what would cause that?
Not what. Who.
I'm sorry. I don't understand what I'm looking at here.
Those gashes between the lobes are evidence of an ice pick
shoved up each nostril into his brain.
Captain Smith was lobotomized.
Wait, what? Why?
We don't know.
He would never.
We thought the same thing. And so we did some more digging,
and it turns out that this isn't the first time it's happened.
This is Major Howard Newton. Last week, he disappeared.
When police found him, he'd also been lobotomized. Recognize him?
No. Should I?
He was an advocate for Arlington Army Recovery Care.
Tom, you thought this was about more than suicide, and you were right.
This doesn't make any sense.
All the ARC program does is help injured soldiers.
Why would somebody do this to us?
Because he's hurt, and he wants them to feel his pain.
You don't have to do this.
[stutters] I can help you.
I can make you feel better. I swear.
No, no, no, no, no. What are you gonna do?
This is better if you don't move.
[stuttering] Just give me one more chance. I promise it'll work this time.
Please!
No.
Y-Your daughter was very, um...
I'm sorry. I... No, that's...
That's what I wanna say, is I'm sorry.
A-A-Are you comfortable? Do you need anything? Maybe like, water or--
No.
You wanna take a swing at me? I could, uh...
Fight back, you can probably get a few in before anyone runs in here.
That's not gonna happen.
I don't want that either.
Okay, well, w-w-what do you want?
I'm sorry. I mean... What do you want from me?
I wanna tell you what I've learned.
Because when your child dies, you learn everything.
You seek out every detail you can find to make it make sense.
So I've learned how much pressure it takes to crush a larynx.
14.3 kilograms, did you know that?
- I did. - Of course you did.
'Cause you learned it too. It was part of your training.
What?
Your training by this government agency.
The very same agency, coincidentally, that caught you.
Because you went off the reservation, didn't you?
- Ms. Ryan, that's completely unfounded-- - Wait, wait, what is she talking--
I'm sorry, I don't know-- Where did you hear that?
Don't tell me you don't know.
You know! The whole world knows! It's in the podcast!
What podcast?
Look, calm down.
There are a lot of podcasts out there telling bigger lies about you.
This is how the algorithm works.
I mean, sure, Brian Garrity's bad, but he's not even the worst one out there.
Yeah, but he is the most popular, right?
And given your prior experience with him,
the most believable, thus the most dangerous.
Dangerous? Jesus. Stop already.
Just tell me how I'm wrong.
Look, give a dipshit a megaphone, he's still too stupid to use it properly.
Just let the guy have his 15 minutes and he'll go away.
What if my daughters hear it?
Elias, your daughters already know everything.
A podcast is not gonna change their minds.
Okay, what if it changes someone else's?
You know, someone could find this. They could interpret it wrong.
They might identify with me. They might idolize me.
You didn't control a network of people who would do anything
that you told them to do.
No, but we arrested all of them, remember?
The guy we're talking about is a troll.
What is the first thing that we learned about the Internet?
You don't feed the trolls.
No, that was the first lesson of the Internet before the troglodytes took over.
I-I wanna... I wanna set the record straight.
- How? - By going on his podcast.
No.
How am I supposed to give anyone closure when everyone who comes in here
is believing these lies that this Garrity clown is telling them?
I'll keep doing this, but how am I supposed to keep doing this
and subjugating myself to people if they don't even believe what I'm saying?
I want to at least apologize for what I actually did.
All right. Let's think this thing through.
You go on the record with Garrity, what happens? You get more attention.
You give him more attention.
You're only gonna make the guy more popular.
Yes. And that is why you are going to give him a list of conditions.
Of course you have conditions.
So I'm supposed to make a podcast happen? From prison?
It's-It's not live stream. It's a pretape.
FBI and DOJ have complete control over the recording.
Anything goes sideways, we seize the audio.
And what are these conditions Voit's demanding?
A backup recording provided by us.
Nothing high-tech. It could literally be like a voice memo on your phone.
- Why? - Insurance.
Voit wants to make sure Brian doesn't edit him out of context or misrepresent him.
And if he does,
Voit has the right to release the unedited audio to a rival podcast.
[scoffs] We're just fine with all this?
Well, am I happy to let a psychopath match wits with a deranged narcissist?
No, I'm not.
But if it gets rid of Garrity, I'm willing to roll the dice on a psychopath.
Wait, I thought you profiled that Voit was no longer a psychopath.
No, You're right. He's not. It's...
When Brian Garrity is in my life...
Have you ever had heartburn
where-where the acid reflux is so hot,
it's like you can taste the hatred?
Okay, The guards are gonna have to inspect all the audio equipment.
- Absolutely. - Okay, and no touching. None.
Of course.
Will Garrity say yes?
He already did. He had his own counter-conditions.
Okay, now I'm feeling it.
Come on. The prescription antacids are in my office.
What do we got?
Two victims,
they're part of a program to help veterans recover physically and mentally.
Unsub's targeting them but not killing them.
Well, then what is he-- Oh, shit, lobotomy. Never mind.
Victimology's connected through the Army Recovery Care Program.
So he could've been a part of it or rejected from it.
And now, he's taking revenge.
Lucky for us, the US Army does keep meticulous records.
[gasps] Tyler, could you do me a solid? Vouch for me with Agent Millikin.
'Cause then maybe I can get into ARC's files.
Men in uniform either throw themselves at me or throw me out of their office.
Hey, is everything okay with Luke?
Uh, yeah, I think so. Why?
I don't know. Maybe it's nothing. He just seems a bit...
See? That is why I always consult the oracle of Alvez.
Penelope, is Luke okay?
I don't know. I don't know!
And if I did know, I wouldn't tell any of you, because I'm not a gossip.
So let's get back to work. Skedaddle.
It's not the outcome any of us wanted, but the tumor spread.
There's nothing else we can do.
What am I, uh... What can I do?
Well, we have a choice. If you want, I can discharge her,
or we can keep her here. Keep her comfortable.
How much time does she have?
Luke, she's in a lot of pain.
Hey.
Where's your head?
This case.
They're starting to notice.
Okay. Uh... I'll get it together.
And one more thing.
Uh, Howard Newton, the first lobotomy victim,
his wife brought him in.
All right.
Are you up for this?
I have to be.
This was, let me think, about nine days go now.
I can't even make sense of it, really.
He called me to tell me he was coming home,
but then he never came home.
And when did you call the police?
Midnight that night.
And when did they find your husband?
They didn't. I did.
When the sun came up and he was still gone, I started to just go crazy.
So I got my car and I drove around. I found him two blocks from our house.
So whoever did this knew where you lived.
I suppose. Or maybe they let Howard go, and he recognized a few streets.
[muttering] K-K-K--
Hey, hey, hey. [shushes] I'm here. I'm here, honey.
[shushing] Hey, honey. I'm here.
That's all he can say of my first name, Kimberly.
Uh... [stammering] Ms. Newton, we're trying to make a map
of where this man's finding his victims and where he might be leaving them.
Do you think you could help us out?
I can try, but I don't know how much I'm gonna be able to give you, though.
Okay, no. We-We appreciate that.
Uh, Luke, can you...
Yeah. Sure. I'll keep Major Newton company.
Be right back.
K...
No, you're wife, she'll be right back. She's just in the other room.
[groaning] K...
Do you need something? Hey. Hey, no! No. No!
- [sobbing] Kill me. Kill me. - No, man. Hey. No, man.
Just hang on, okay?
Kill me. Kill me.
Just hang on. It's all right.
[sobbing]
This victim's name is Theodore Nguyen. Lobotomized, catatonic like the others.
He was found outside his own office. No cameras.
- Where was this? - Baltimore.
But there's no ARC program in Baltimore.
That would track because Mr. Nguyen isn't associated with military at all.
- He's an acupuncturist. - Acupuncturist?
Yeah. It surprised us too.
This guy is way outside of this unsub's victimology.
Is there any overlap between acupuncture and ARC?
No, none. We don't offer that as part of our services.
Acupuncturists treat pain, right? What did Nguyen specialize in?
He advertised clinical therapies for headaches.
What kind of headaches? Migraines?
Yeah. In fact, he promoted his unique therapy for it.
Well, if the unsub is suffering from that, it could be motivating him.
You don't lobotomize somebody for headaches.
You might if the pain was bad enough.
[tires screeching]
What do they call the ones that your friend suffered from?
Cluster headaches.
[JJ] They're so intense that they can cause temporary vision changes or s--
[Luke] And they can lead to anxiety and aggression.
[groans]
The pain is so bad that some patients call them "suicide headaches."
Well, let's just say this unsub suffered an injury in-country and developed PTSD.
At first, he would try to manage it himself, push it down.
He'd push himself to the limit. He's a soldier, a warrior.
Yeah. When that didn't work, he would self-flagellate.
As in cut himself or whip himself?
No. Tattoos. This guy has full sleeves, both arms, and probably his whole body.
And they would be a marker of the pain that he's trying to outrun.
And once he can't take it anymore, he comes to ARC for some sort of relief.
He doesn't get it,
so attacks the other vets that he comes into contact with for not helping.
Yeah, except Miss Garcia and I checked with ARC.
Volunteer activity is regularly documented.
And there's no overlap between our two victims in any one particular patient.
Yeah, but if he wasn't evaluated correctly,
there would be no record, right?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, that's right.
Then we need to talk to whoever the acupuncturist saw.
He's the outlier in terms victimology,
and we'll have the suspect list out of any veterans he treated.
Yeah, well, we need to move quick.
It's only a matter of time before he gets another headache.
Hey, explain something to me.
If they're called suicide headaches, why is this soldier going on the offense?
Because when you're a psychopath,
right before you kill someone, your brain get flooded with dopamine.
That would be the only chemical that would give him some relief.
But he's not killing them.
No. Because then their pain would be over.
He wants them to feel like he does. Locked in.
Test one, test one. Shibboleth. Shibboleth.
Sure you're good with this?
Test two, test two. Red leather, yellow leather. Red leather.
[sighs] For the record, this is a secondary recording of the Elias Voit
and Brian Garrity interview.
Mr. Garrity, do you consent to this recording?
I do.
- All right. Let's bring him in. - Oh, wait.
Okay. Now I'm ready. I'm gonna make BetterHelp my bitch after this.
[door buzzes, opens]
[chuckling] Wow. I mean, you are so short.
Sorry, I just mean I... You know, I was expecting--
Save it for the episode.
[whispers] Okay.
[sighs]
Welcome to The Sicarius Files: "Elias Voit: Man or Mystery?"
I'm your host Brian Garrity.
Today's episode, truly amazing.
My guest, the Sicarius killer himself, Elias Voit.
Hello.
To set the scene for our listeners,
- we are currently in the-- - No. You can't say where he is.
Sorry. Right. Okay.
We are currently in prison.
So, Elias. May I call you Elias?
What is this? Hm? What is this?
Hm?
- [banging] - [stammering]
Please don't do that. [stuttering] It put the levels in the red.
Oh, your levels are in the red?
I'm sorry, you're spreading lies about me,
and you're worried about your fucking levels?
[stuttering] Okay. I'm turning this off right now.
No. No. You got yourself into this, little man.
There's no escaping now.
[stuttering] What's... Are you gonna...
- This was the deal. - We didn't approve the sign.
- [scoffs] - [clears throat]
Look at me, Brian. Just look at me.
Why are you telling your listeners that I was trained by the government?
[stammers]
I'll tell you why. It's because it gives you an explanation for me.
It makes me seem smaller. Do I seem small to you right now?
- No. - I'm sorry, what?
No. Good. And your podcast, how much of it is actually true?
None of it. Good. Good, very good.
Now, it's... It's my turn to explain myself to you.
And you're not far off.
It takes a little man to be scared of someone banging on a table,
but it takes a littler one to resort to it.
There's nothing romantic about me.
I'm not brilliant. I'm not special.
I'm an antisocial psychopath who can only get his heart rate up by killing people.
It's sad how pathetic I am. But you know what's even more pathetic?
Someone who makes a show about it. And anyone who listens to it.
Now we're done.
- [door opens] - [sighs]
[door shuts]
You knew that was gonna happen. You knew Voit was gonna do that.
No, we told him no physical contact.
But, yeah, I had a feeling he would have something up his sleeve.
Take it easy.
I have to salvage the remains of my flaming career.
You betrayed me. I thought we were friends.
Oh, Brian.
There's something I've been wanting to say for the better part of six years.
We are not friends.
All you have ever done is make my life miserable,
so my job is not to make your job easier.
Well, how dare you? You are a public servant.
To the public! Not to you personally!
Oh, you have me siding with a convicted serial killer over you.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
When my audience hears this episode,
they're gonna be furious at Voit's disdain for them.
You don't have to post it.
I already presold the advertising to a vegan-only meal kit delivery service.
And if there's one group you don't wanna cross, it's Big Vegan.
Okay. So, what if you reframed it. I mean, maybe this is actually an opportunity.
- What do you mean? - The podcast pivot.
And didn't Voit just hand you one on a silver platter?
Yeah. Yeah.
An episode where I find out the serial killer is just a serial killer.
Oh, that's good. You are brilliant.
Okay, thank you, I guess. Hearing that from you means something.
[knocking on door]
So, what, you decided to kill him after all?
I did not, but our Elias Voit podcast problem has come to an end.
Nobody on Nguyen's patient list comes close to the profile.
But he did take a lot of walk-ins who paid with cash
because they didn't have insurance.
That's just like the ARC program, right?
I mean, this unsub is flying just under the radar when it comes to victimology.
Is there something about his headaches that we missed?
Some other condition that he might have?
Luke.
Hm?
You got that thinking-but-not-saying-it look.
No. Go ahead.
All right, what about this? What about chronic traumatic encephalopathy, CTE?
Yeah, we are treating that more and more.
Especially as we understand what concussions are doing to the brain.
CTE has been known to lead to violence. I mean, not always, but, yeah, sometimes.
And worst of all, it's like having a time bomb in your head.
Don't know you have it. You can't even diagnose it
until an autopsy.
Do you think about that a lot?
I mean, when you serve,
you're always thinking about where the next hit's coming from.
- Yeah. - Our guy probably thought about it.
And no matter where he goes, he can't seem to get anybody to give him
a straight answer on why he's so angry all the time.
And each time he gets angry, he loses more and more control.
I mean, take Nguyen. He shoved that ice pick so far up in his brain tissue,
it made contact with the tip of his skull.
[vet] I'm sorry, but I need to know how you wanna proceed.
- Okay. - Okay?
I need to see her. Before we do anything, I need to see her... She awake?
She's sleeping. But I can wake her up for you.
Is this my fault?
Is what your fault?
If I would've brought her in sooner, maybe you would've found the tumor earlier.
No. That's not how this works.
No. No. That's not how this works.
- What? - CTE, it's not how it works.
- It's not how this unsub works. - How do you know that?
The violence associated with CTE or cluster headaches, for that matter,
it happens in bursts. It's disorganized, impulsive.
Yeah, but this unsub is stalking his victims. He's kidnapping them.
Right, and then subjecting them to sadistic torture.
That's highly organized.
You're saying he's not in pain at all?
No, he is. The victimology tells us that.
Then what has the same symptoms, matches cluster headaches or CTE but is neither?
A tumor.
- Like the Texas Tower shooter, uh... - Charles Whitman.
Yes. He had a tumor pressing down on his amygdala.
That's right. Before he started shooting, he stabbed his wife and mother to death.
And in his suicide note, he wrote
that knew there was something wrong inside his head.
So this soldier came to us for treatment thinking he had a headache, but...
But he had something worse. Much worse.
- What the fuck? - Hello, Doc.
Hey. Our unsub is Sergeant David Graham.
Traffic cameras pinged him,
along with a passenger we've ID'd as neurologist Dr. Mark Trenk.
All right, we have to assume that's our next victim. Anything else?
Yeah, Graham bounced from ARC to the VA.
CAT scan revealed a glioblastoma cluster in his prefrontal cortex.
- Operable? - Yeah, but risky.
As in it might get lobotomized risky.
VA doc that I talked to said that Graham refused to accept the diagnosis.
All right. Thanks.
Alvez. We've lost too many men already. Copy?
Copy.
[grunts]
Where the fuck am I?
David.
You remember me.
I didn't think you would. But I remember you.
You know what I remember?
"I can fix you." That's what you said.
"I can fix you, David." But you can't, can you?
I said that I can try to fix you.
No, you said, "I can fix you." You lied.
David. Your tumor is located inside the folds of your brain.
I-I would never lie to you. Not if I have integrity as a doctor.
Integrity?
You wanna talk about integrity?
Let's go. Breach silently, follow our lead once we're inside. Let's go.
How well do you know your Bible?
Let me tell you what I've learned about integrity.
The men who trained me, you know what they drilled into me, huh?
"Sergeant Graham, what is the NCO Creed, soldier?"
"Sir, to never compromise my Integrity or my moral courage, sir."
"Soldier, what is integrity?"
"Sir, integrity means you will do and say nothing that deceives others, sir."
You have no integrity.
"I can fix you." That's what you fucking said.
Now it's my turn to fix you.
"You need not fear the terror of the night or the arrow that flies by day.
Though thousands fall about you, near you, shall not touch."
You know that one, David?
Us grunts used to pray that when we'd go out on patrol.
Psalm 91.
That's right. Soldier's prayer.
- You served? - Yeah, I did. So did my partner here.
You know, I've been praying Psalm 91 a lot. Hasn't done much good.
I know. I know how you feel.
When I got back from my last tour,
I was losing my shit all the time.
At one point, I even had my gun in my mouth.
I know what that metal feels like against your teeth.
I'm guessing you do too.
Yeah, I do.
But I realized it wouldn't make me feel any better.
But this, this does.
[Luke] I know. I know.
So how come you're where you are and I'm where I am?
I went to ARC. I asked for help.
I tried that.
I know.
So what makes you so lucky, huh? What they do for you?
They paired me up.
Yeah? With who?
Someone I just lost.
Hey. Hey.
[dog whimpering]
Well, let me ask you something.
Does that even make a difference, you having a buddy?
Yeah.
Yeah, she made a difference. She made a big difference.
So what the fuck now? You gonna be my buddy?
You're gonna come visit me in prison after all this?
After all this, what are we gonna do, buddy? Trade war stories on the yard?
Hey, if that's what you want, I will.
- [grunts] - I will.
[breathing shakily]
I just don't wanna hurt anymore.
I know.
But I can't let you hurt anyone else either, okay?
Just put down the ice pick.
I don't wanna see anyone else die this week, okay? Please.
Put it down. Okay.
- Yeah. Hey. - It's clear.
Hey. I'm not bullshitting you.
You wanna talk to another soldier, I'll be there for you.
I mean that.
What's her name, the one they paired you up with?
Roxy. Her name was Roxy.
- Just hang on, all right? - Okay.
Gonna get you out right now.
That's my girl.
Remember the first day we met?
He told me, he said... He said, "Be careful. She's a handful."
I said, "Good. 'Cause I am too."
[Roxy whimpers]
You saved my life.
[Penelope] “Because he holds fast to me in love,
I will deliver him, I will protect him, because he knows my name." Psalm 91.
I liked your little show for the podcast.
Performative violence. Nice touch.
Yeah, sometimes you gotta give people what they want.
Scare 'em and just pull the carpet out from under them.
Sure. You're not a monster. You're pathetic.
Which means you don't have to tell anyone what you really did to Deena Ryan.
Stop.
Oh, look at that. You can shut me up.
Maybe you're not as pathetic as you let on.
Yeah, maybe.
Maybe. But then what was the point of defanging yourself?
Was that for the, um, listening audience or the BAU?
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Is that what this is all about?
I don't know what you're talking about.
You analyzing this cell. Every guard, every door, every vulnerability.
That's not true. I pled guilty. I'm gonna pay for what I did.
Hey. You can lie to your conscious self, but you can't lie to me.
You're planning on your chance to escape.
[Brian] So we give Elias Voit the last word.
He wanted us to know how he feels.
We owe him our attention, if not our approval.
For the last time, this is Brian Garrity.
Thank you for listening to The Sicarius Files.
[Elias] There's nothing romantic about me.
I'm not brilliant. I'm not special.
I'm an antisocial psychopath who can only get his heart rate up by killing people.
It's sad how pathetic I am, but you know what's even more pathetic?
Someone who makes a show about it. And anyone who listens to it.