Previously on Criminal Minds: Evolution...
They will let anybody up on the sixth floor now, huh?
Alvez and I are retired army grunts. We met in the ARC program.
The Army Recovery Care Program.
We help ill and injured service members reintegrate into civilian life.
- [Roxy whimpers] - [veterinarian] The tumor spread.
There's nothing else we can do.
[veterinarian] I'm sorry.
Hey, sorry to interrupt. Do you have a second?
If you'll excuse me.
Did you notice how he checked you out? You look like his wife who just left him.
Welcome to The Sicarius Files. I'm your host Brian Garrity.
My guest, the Sicarius killer himself, Elias Voit.
Saved you a whole bunch of fan letters.
[Voit] 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.
Lance Kingston is the one who took those photos,
but he's not the guy who sent it to you.
Turns out your fan stole them.
Lance, he's just a means to an end. He's a sacrificial pawn.
Perimeter breach. Ground floor.
One casualty. Outer corridor.
[agent on radio] Do you have visual?
Negative.
You motherfuckers!
Reload.
- On my lead. - Moving.
Agents under fire. We need backup immediately.
[on radio] Copy. Backup's on the way.
[hostage crying] No!
[shooter] Shut up. Shut up.
[hostage] Please, don't. [sobbing]
Hey, you take one more fucking step... Hmm?
Easy now. We wanna help.
- I don't want to die. - No one's gonna get hurt.
Don't you fucking lie to her.
Sir, just put the gun down.
Look, what's your name?
Fuck you. That's my name. Why are you keeping them from me?
- Keeping what from you, sir? - My meds! I need my goddamn meds.
Okay! Okay. Put the gun down, let the woman go,
- and I promise you-- - Hey!
You think I don't fucking see you over there? Huh?
- You want this little lady to die? - Hey, no! Sir, sir, we do not!
Then give me my goddamn meds!
[agent on radio] Agent Lowell, is target acquired?
- Negative. - Reposition. Acquire target.
Miss, what's your name?
- [sobs] Melissa. - Melissa--
Don't! Don't talk to her! You talk to me!
- Command, target has been acquired. - You understand?
O-ho-ho-ho!
- I have the shot. - This guy over here, huh?
This guy over here, he wants to kill me so bad that he can taste it.
Except, what if he misses? And this little one takes the hit.
- Sir. - Enough of this bullshit, okay? Enough!
Hey, I'm gonna count to three,
- and either you get me my goddamn meds... - Please, no.
...or I'm gonna blow her fucking head off.
[agent on radio] Lowell, you're clear. Send it.
[Agent Tom] Okay?
- One. - [hostage] Just give him what he wants!
- Two. - Sir, you kill her, we kill you!
- [agent on radio] Take the shot. - Three!
What the fuck? What the fuck?
I took the shot.
Holy shit. What did you do?
Abort! Abort! Abort the exercise.
That was a live fucking round.
- Holy shit. - Get O'Connor.
We need medical. Stat.
Secure your weapons now. Magazine check.
I got blanks.
Same.
Billy? Billy, we're unarmed, okay? Put down the gun.
Talk to us, Billy.
Medical's coming.
He's dead.
I took the shot.
- [on radio] Security. - [whispers] Initiate lockdown. Now.
We have an active shooter.
This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill.
[on radio] Copy.
Billy, in about 30 seconds, the real deal is barreling in here,
and they will kill you.
You don't want any more blood on your hands, do you, Billy?
Please. Hand me that weapon.
Let me help you, Billy, okay?
Hey.
I don't fucking get it, man.
Hey, what were you thinking?
I had... I had the shot.
I took the shot.
[PA announcer] Attention, all personnel. This is an emergency.
You are under lockdown.
Remain in your location until further notice.
This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill.
[Alvez] "We cannot grow when we are in shame,
and we can't use shame to change ourselves or others."
Brené Brown.
So Tom Milliken was shot?
During a training exercise for selectees from the hostage rescue team.
- An exercise with live rounds? - Well, there's a lot to unpack here,
which is why Rebecca's asked the BAU to get eyes on it.
God, does Alvez know yet?
He's on scene with JJ.
[Lewis sighs]
- Tom Milliken was like family to him. - [phone ringing]
Brian, what have I told you about phone calls on Saturdays?
Emily, I wouldn't trouble you were it not of the utmost importance.
I have in my possession evidence of a precrime.
God, what the fuck is a precrime?
- Is that Tara? - Hi, Brian.
What's with this precrime?
It's the thing that happens before one commits said crime.
No, I get the term. What is it you think you have?
Well, dare I say a manifesto of sorts.
Addressed to me by a fan. It says, and here I quote,
"Some may call me a fan, but He must call me God."
And since this same declaration is typed over and over again like...
Do you remember Jack Nicholson's character in The Shining?
Like, he starts to go wacko, and he types this one sentence
over and over and over.
"All work and no play make"--
- Yeah, I've seen the movie. - Well, you should see this.
Not only has he repeatedly typed his affirmation,
but he's also printed it into shapes.
The whole thing is so wackadoodle. It's like...
and admittedly I'm no profiler, he's clearly itching to do no good.
Where are you?
Not far. Literally around the proverbial corner.
You really should take a look-see.
Okay, I'll have a visitor's pass waiting for you.
God, when it rains, it pours.
Okay. Look, David and I can handle this for you.
[sighs] Thank you. Yeah, I have to get to the training facility.
Yeah, yeah.
Or I'm gonna blow her fucking head off.
-One. - Just give him what he wants. [sobs]
- Two. - Sir, you kill her, we kill you!
-Three! - Who else knows?
With the lockdown, we're on a need-to-know basis.
Director, AG, president.
I'd say the news blackout holds another 24 hours.
But it's not like we have a lot of friends in this administration.
An agent-on-agent incident like this is exactly the kind of pretext
that they can use to gut the department.
Peter, I'm so sorry.
It's still hard to believe.
Emily, this is Peter O'Connor, Milliken's chief of staff.
Tom spoke very highly of you and your team.
He brought you a case recently, didn't he?
He did. An equivocal death investigation,
and, incredibly, he's now the subject of one.
Well, not so equivocal, I'm afraid.
Agent Selectee Billy Lowell fired the fatal shot.
His weapon was the only one with live rounds.
Yes, that seems evident.
However, officially, there still needs to be
a determination of homicide or accidental death.
Of course.
I know it's been a while since I was in training,
but is it common now for HRT to conduct an exercise with actors and real weapons?
No, it's not common,
but Tom had his own methodology and carte blanche from up top.
If he wanted to do something, he did it.
In this case, he felt that the selectees were in need
of a far more real-world experience.
So did this exercise include the entire selectee class?
No, just Agents Helm, Barlow and Lowell. They were a three-man unit.
Well, Agent Lowell is already in custody,
but we are going to need to interview
- Agents Helm and Barlow as well. - Sure.
Has the medical examiner taken possession of the body?
- Uh, he's doing that right now. - Excuse me.
Luke.
[sighs] I need a minute.
I tried to tell him that maybe he should sit this one out.
Yeah. [sighs]
[elevator bell dings]
- Brian. - Tara.
Well, I... What a delight it is to see you again.
Where's Emily?
She thought it best that Tara and I took a look at what you've got.
Okay. Um...
The thing is, given our previous history,
wouldn't it be better if Tara and I were to--
No. This way.
"Some may call me a fan. But He must call me God."
What did I tell you? "Red rum, red rum."
When did you get this?
- Yesterday. - Yesterday?
I opened it today.
Uh-oh.
Postmark: Kensington, Pennsylvania.
You guys have seen this before, haven't you?
Would you give us a second?
Don't touch anything.
It's virtually identical to what he sent to Voit.
But why has he sent it to Garrity?
He is listening to Garrity's podcast.
But the message still goes to Voit.
Kowtowing son of a bitch even capitalized the H in He.
Right. Conveying some kind of God-like status to Voit.
A status that this guy wants to share.
Okay, so what, he's trying to prod Garrity into getting Voit back on his podcast?
He hopes on bended knee that, what, Voit's gonna call him a god too?
Yeah, old God crowns the new one.
What are you thinking?
You're not gonna like it, but...
we need to take this to Voit.
Of course we need to take it to Voit. I know we need to take it to Voit.
Wait, why would I not like that?
You're the one that doesn't want to be around the guy.
But you're the one who has to make sure
that Garrity doesn't feel that we're shining him on.
We're completely shining him on.
But we can't let him share what he knows.
Yeah, you're right. I know, I know. I just...
Just because I look like the guy's ex
doesn't mean that I have to be the go-to strategy here.
[sighs] Okay, I'm open to another.
I don't have another.
Look, I'm not asking you to babysit him.
Just to tell him to go home and wait for further instructions.
Let him feel like he's part of some special investigation.
- He trusts you. - [Tara sighs]
Fine.
We really appreciate you bringing this to our attention.
Are you free later tonight?
- Excuse me? - Free, for like dinner, drinks?
I mean, I know the timing isn't great,
in the middle of a hunt for a serial killer and all.
I'm married, Brian.
When did...
Mazel tov.
- Thank you. - Yeah. [chuckles] Lucky guy.
- Gal. - [gasps] Oh!
Yeah, so let's focus here.
Brian, the BAU needs you to help us start a special covert investigation.
- Covert? - That is right.
So what we're gonna need you to do is go home now
and wait for this unsub to reach out to you again.
When they do, you're gonna call me, and we'll proceed from there.
- Call you. - You... Yes, that's right.
I don't have your number.
I'll give you my work number.
It's the switchboard.
Do you want to talk about it?
It's not good to constipate emotions.
I don't know why I just said it like that.
[Alvez chuckles softly]
But come on, I don't have to tell you
that the deeper you push down grief, the more painful it's gonna become.
You just did.
- Just did what? - You said you're not gonna tell me,
- and then you did. - Don't deflect. I...
Just... It would be good to talk to somebody...
who is in tune with you.
Namely moi.
I see you.
I really do.
I know. You do.
I know what you're going to say,
that, uh, I'm too close to Milliken that I can't be impartial.
You're on the case.
Now, I only want to remind you, go where the evidence takes you.
Don't get out over your skis on this one
because of your relationship with the victim.
Tyler's waiting for you.
Thanks.
- One. - Just give him what he wants. [sobs]
- Two. - Sir, you kill her, we kill you!
Three!
Why?
Three!
Why?
You know we're going to sit here and watch this over and over
until you answer my question.
Uh, I had...
Excuse me?
I had the shot...
- I had the shot. I took the shot. - Yeah, you sure as fuck did!
Why do you think Agent Lowell refuses to say anything
except, "I had the shot. I took the shot."
- [sighs] - [Tyler] Like it's some kind of mantra.
Jesus Christ, this is something Milliken was hammering into our heads.
What?
Okay, so Milliken designed this no-win HRT scenario
where the hostage taker, he can't be taken alive.
Now, Billy, Joey and I were on the same team together,
so we'd each have a go at running point.
You mean being the guy taking the kill shot?
Yeah.
Joey and I, we had no problem.
We could run through this thing with our eyes closed,
especially since we were handling your standard laser pistols
and aiming at target dummies,
but... [sighs] ...I don't know what was going on with Billy.
Every single time, he couldn't do it.
He'd just freeze up, which totally set off Milliken.
[sighs] I've seen Milliken's short fuse up close and personal.
It's not pretty.
Hey, that was his job, was to get agents field-ready.
Yeah, no doubt.
That's why Billy was driving Milliken batshit crazy.
[exhales loudly]
Agent Lowell,
why the hesitation?
Lives are on the line here, son. You do understand that?
Yes, yeah.
You want to watch? Buy a ticket.
Yes, sir. Sir, but...
No more excuses. If you have the shot, you take the shot.
Yes.
- Yes, what? - Yes, sir.
No.
Now, say it. I have the shot. I take the shot.
- I have... - I have the shot!
- I have the shot. - I take the shot.
I take the shot. I take the shot.
All right.
Let's run it again.
Yeah.
We ran it again and again.
And that's when we went from the dummy targets to role players.
Laser pistols to actual guns with blanks.
But upping the ante did not help Billy.
He's fucking hopeless.
And personally, I thought it was only going to be a matter of time
before he completely lost his shit.
Being reprimanded is one thing.
It went way beyond being reprimanded.
Lowell, you're clear. Send it.
- One. - Just give him what he wants, please.
- Two. - Take the shot.
Sir, you kill her, we kill you.
Take the shot.
Three.
Oh!
Goddamn it!
Are you fucking kidding me?
You got another hostage killed.
What the actual fuck do I have to do to get it through your thick skull? Huh?
I have the shot.
Should I take it?
You... You...
You take the shot.
Bingo.
Run it again.
And don't think I'm not ready for your DOR.
- [bell ringing] - Let's go!
DOR.
You know what that stands for? I know you do.
Drop on request.
Hey, look, I get it, right? Milliken's kicking your ass.
Threatening your future.
You couldn't take it anymore. What else are you going to do, right?
I shot him, but I-I didn't kill him.
Hey, Billy.
Stop fucking with me.
We're going through your locker.
Once we match the bullets in your stash with the ones that were in the magazine--
I had blanks just like everybody else, I swear to God.
- But clearly you didn't. - I know.
I don't understand.
Milliken, he-he handed out the guns himself, and the blanks,
and we double-checked everything before we started.
You're saying you were using
- Milliken's weapons and fake ammo? - Yes.
- Stop lying. - I'm not. Check it, I swear.
Agent Lowell, during the exercise,
this no-win scenario involved an active shooter in a business office.
But your fellow selectees mentioned
that Milliken had gone a bit off script, making himself out to be this--
Crazy guy being denied his medication, yeah.
Were you or any of the selectees aware of Milliken's own use of antidepressants?
Had he mentioned it?
Hey, hang on a second.
I want to talk to you in the other room.
- What are you doing? - Tom told me he was taking citalopram.
So what? It's not relevant.
Luke, of course it's relevant.
Tom's behavior seems as if it were becoming increasingly erratic.
No, it sounds like you're looking for an excuse, not a motive.
[Prentiss] Luke, Tyler.
Where are we?
Got no confession, but we're looking at intentional homicide.
I'm not sure it wasn't suicide.
Suicide? What are you talking about?
Listen to me. If those guns were under Milliken's control,
and if his behavior was affected,
either by misuse of prescriptions or ignoring them, then it's possible.
No, it's not possible. It's absolutely not possible.
Ballistics came back on the recovered bullet.
It does match Milliken's own service weapon.
Yeah, and I think he wanted Agent Lowell to take that shot.
You think?
Tom spent his life helping vets with mental health struggles.
He would never take his own life.
Hold on.
As I see it right now, you have two viable theories.
Get it down to one.
[officer on PA] Restraint team to landing 2, tier 4.
Restraint team to landing 2, tier 4.
[Lewis] So, you think it's another test?
Yeah, but not just for us.
He's gaging the levels of his own restraint.
And you think that's why he sent it to Garrity and not to you.
For some reason, he's trying to slow himself down,
and if he can't,
it's gonna cost somebody else their life.
Assuming he hasn't killed already.
He may have,
and now he wants to be called God
because he feels he has the power to show mercy.
To choose who lives and who dies.
Mm-hmm.
But not before you pass him the torch.
That's why he capitalizes the H when he references you.
Without your seal of approval, he won't feel that, um, special something.
It may be another reason to send it to Garrity.
Try and get me on the podcast again.
Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
Okay, but maybe if he heard someone else's voice on the podcast,
it will engage him enough so that he gets careless enough to reveal himself.
Okay, who are you thinking?
Me.
Yes.
No.
If he's my fan, he's trying to walk in my footsteps,
which means he's read every single one of your books.
- Hey, they're not how-to books. - He respects you.
You led the team that led to my capture.
If he hears your voice live on Brian's podcast,
I don't know how he can not reach out.
You're the only person he might surrender to.
I mean...
Because he trusts you.
You know I'm right, otherwise you wouldn't be here.
[sighs]
- [knocks on door] - Hey, sorry to interrupt.
No problem. What do you need?
In reviewing the incident reports, we weren't able to find
one describing Milliken pulling a service weapon on Agent Lowell.
Wish I could say I'm surprised.
Was a report filed?
Not to me, but I am now hearing rumors
that many anonymous reports sent to the Office of Professional Responsibility
may have been slow-rolled.
Friends in high places?
It's all hearsay, right?
All I know from personal experience is, he got results.
If he passed you, you were the best of the best.
So you're saying they were willing to look the other way
if he crossed the line now and again?
You're saying that. But I wouldn't disagree.
It's this new class. Killing me.
It's triggering all my old habits.
I'm just not... I don't know.
No. You don't get to end on "I don't know." Talk to me.
Cindy. She's not happy.
Come on. You guys... have been through worse, right?
Well.
That's the thing with getting older and wiser.
You start to realize you don't have to spend the rest of your life
putting up with shit.
- You think you're putting up with her? - No, not me. Cindy.
- Ah. - Come on.
She has spent the better part of her life dealing with mine.
Are you guys going to counseling?
Yeah. Twice a week.
Still, it's me.
[sighs] I don't know what the hell is going on?
I'm bringing work home with me.
I'm barking orders at her like she's one of my trainees. It is bad.
Luke.
Look, a wise man once told me that it's one thing to identify the problem,
and it's another thing to do the work.
- Words. - Until you put them into action.
I just don't know what I would do without her,
you know?
Look, maybe you need some time off.
You're empty.
You want another?
No. No, I'm good.
Come on. One more round. On me.
- Sure. - Attaboy. That's the spirit.
Hey, so looks like we have to re-interview all the selectees.
You okay?
It's not fair.
Death rarely is.
Not death.
Grief.
[mutters]
I'm sorry, I...
You're the last person I should be saying that to.
No, I... I get it.
I just...
I don't want you to think that I'm trying to compare
what you went through to what I'm going through.
Luke, stop.
I understand.
Everyone experiences grief in their own way.
I mean, Jesus, it's been over a year
and not a day goes by where I don't see Will's eyes
or his sense of humor in the boys.
It's, um... It's, uh, fucking brutal.
Grief is not kind.
Or rational or-or fair.
But trust me,
if you don't give yourself the space to feel,
if you cut yourself off from those feelings...
it gets way worse.
Yeah.
So,
what can we do to give you the space you need?
I thought I could take the lead on this case,
but I... I need you and Tyler to have my back.
We got you.
Thanks.
Agent Barlow, apart from his actions during training,
what else can you tell us about Milliken's behavior?
I didn't really spend any time with him outside of the exercises.
What about before briefings or after training exercises?
Maybe checked in during his office hours?
Oh, yeah, sometimes, I guess.
I suppose it was true that he was all fire and brimstone during the training,
but lately, when he was alone...
it started to get weird.
How so?
Well, I went to see him about this procedural question.
And I walked in there, he's sitting behind his desk.
And he didn't see me, but I saw him.
And he was crying.
[Agent Helm] Yeah, Joey told me about it.
He said he was, like, ugly crying.
It didn't make any sense.
I mean, yeah, we were prepping for our next eval,
but it was a low-stress day.
Clearly something got under his skin.
Let me tell you something. I've known Tom Milliken for over 20 years.
- I've never, never once seen him cry. - Luke. Luke.
Yeah, well, neither have I technically, okay?
It's just what Joey told me.
Joey also couldn't tell us what was troubling Agent Milliken. Can you?
Okay, not for sure.
There was a rumor.
His wife was leaving him.
Cindy? No.
- Is that his wife? - Yeah.
Look, like I said, I can't say one hundred percent for certain
that his wife was leaving him.
It's just something I overheard.
You okay?
Hmm.
[knock on door]
Cindy.
Luke.
- Cindy. I'm so sorry. - It's good to see you.
[Cindy sighs]
We took this the day he retired from the army.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I remember those days.
A new deployment every six months.
Long phone calls home.
- Or no phone calls for weeks. - Yeah.
After he retired, he said we'd finally settle down.
Buy a house, stop moving from base to base.
You know,
he told me that the best decision he ever made was joining the FBI.
He said it felt like you two finally--
Finally had time for each other. Yeah.
- Yeah. - Right.
Sometimes the people that help others the most,
they just can't seem to help themselves.
I'm not sure what you mean.
Cindy, the BAU is in the process of putting the pieces together
of what happened, and some information has come to light
that suggests Tom might have been acting out self-destructively.
That, uh, maybe he was suicidal.
Tom?
Okay, who told you that?
- I'm not at liberty to say. - Absolutely not, Luke.
And I'm not just saying that because I'm his wife.
Cindy, were you leaving him?
Wow.
I wouldn't ask if I didn't have to. I don't even believe it.
It's just that one of Tom's trainees saw him
here in his office alone, crying hysterically.
Oh.
One man sees another man crying, and so he must be suicidal?
[scoffs] Luke, you're a behavioral profiler. You should know better.
I know Tom was struggling with how much he was hurting you.
Yes.
Yes, 30-plus years of Tom burying his feelings was killing our relationship.
But Tom was nothing if not never-say-die, right?
I mean, he found a new therapist.
He got on new medication.
And finally he was getting in touch with his emotions, his truth.
And, yes, recently it made him cry, which was good for him and for us.
So, you weren't getting a divorce?
As long as he was doing the work, I was never gonna leave him.
And I made sure he knew that.
Well, so then as far as you're concerned,
the only thing Tom was having trouble with was work.
For men like Tom, who felt a profound responsibility
to prepare the next generation of warriors,
he had a hard time deciding whether he wanted to be loved or feared.
I loved him.
I'm not sure many others would agree.
And with this last class,
he told me that the best lesson he could give them was to drop them.
That's why that young man decided to take Tom's life, isn't it?
Isn't it?
[knock on door]
- Hey. You got a minute? - Yeah, of course.
All right, look, I've been...
doing like we said and following the evidence where it takes me.
And obviously Lowell shot Tom, and, uh...
[scoffs] ...he neither accidentally nor intentionally took his life.
- So, suicide? - No.
I don't know why I didn't think about this from the start,
but although Tom was fixated on Lowell's shortcomings,
he would have held his whole unit accountable.
All for one, one for all.
Yeah, and that kind of bond is everything.
And if Tom was threatening DOR,
he was threatening to drop all three agent selectees,
including Agents Barlow and Helm.
So, you think one of... or both of them...
Intentionally slipped Lowell a magazine with live rounds.
Lowell's history with Tom would make him the perfect fall guy.
If that didn't work, they had a plan B.
Milliken's erratic behavior would suggest the possibility of suicide.
Either way, they were covered.
[sighs] Until now.
No, until we can prove it,
and we only have an hour before the news breaks.
Luke.
Good work.
Your theory makes sense,
but based on our interviews, I'm not sure.
Barlow and Helm aren't capable of that level of deception.
I know, but I think that there's a way to find out for sure.
- We should give Lowell a cognitive. - That's right.
His trauma is keeping him from telling us exactly what happened
before and during that exercise.
- You should do it. - No.
Luke.
Look, he and I got off on the wrong foot. He's not going to be able to relax.
You don't think your presence won't put him right back in the mindset?
I do.
We'll be right here if you need us.
No. I don't wanna do that.
- Agent Lowell-- - No!
You've been trying to trick me into confessing from the jump.
Look, Billy, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, okay?
I-I want to be honest with you.
Agent Milliken...
Tom and I were very close.
He was like family, and...
[sighs] Look, hearing some of the things that he said and did was hard.
Because of that, I wasn't fair to you.
I apologize.
All right.
Now look, if you're willing to do what we call a cognitive interview,
I believe that that could really help us determine what happened,
and together we can find the truth.
Okay.
[sighs] How do we start?
Why'd you join the FBI?
Growing up, I, um...
never thought I was enough.
Dad made sure of that.
I needed to prove something to him.
So I applied to the FBI,
and... [chuckles] ...I got accepted.
My dad couldn't believe it.
But...
you know,
then with expectations, everything just...
Grew?
Yeah.
Especially when I decided to go out for the Hostage Rescue Team.
That's when I...
[sighs] ...started having panic attacks for the first time.
And Agent Milliken wasn't sympathetic to that.
He was.
And...
wasn't.
Jekyll and Hyde, you know?
He, uh...
recommended a counselor,
but kept coming back to,
at the end of the day, nobody has time for my shit.
Lives are on the line.
But you didn't quit.
I still had something to prove.
To your father?
Yeah.
And Agent Milliken reminded you of him?
He did.
Every time he would, uh...
he would yell at me, I could...
I could hear my dad's voice, and it would...
Literally, it would make me shake.
All right, Billy, I want you to close your eyes. All right?
Now take a deep breath.
All right, let's go back.
[Alvez] All right, Agent Milliken hands out the weapons.
He demonstrates that the magazines are loaded with blanks, correct?
Yes, he does.
But Joey, Owen and me, we... we double-check.
And what happens next?
We started the exercise again.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Okay, Billy, close your eyes.
[sighs]
Now, Agent Milliken barks at you guys
to get locked and loaded and to get your ass started with the exercise.
Goddamn it, Lowell, lives are on the line here, son.
You can't hack it, people die.
It's as simple as that.
Hey, look at me. [snaps fingers]
You think this is abuse?
You can't handle me, you can't handle this job.
But I guess the Bureau needs its desk jockeys too.
You want to watch? Buy a ticket. Otherwise...
I hear my dad.
- No more fucking excuses. - And I... I start to shake.
...you take the shot. Understand?
- I start getting sick and I can't stop. - [Agent Tom] Run it again.
- I throw up. - [retching]
[Alvez] What does Milliken do?
[Billy] Well, he was pissed.
I mean, everyone was pissed.
Joey and Owen, they were, like,
"Jesus, here we go again."
All right, what happens now?
Then I...
I felt a hand on my back.
Who's hand?
- It's okay, you got this, Billy. - [Billy coughing]
It was O'Connor.
- Milliken's chief of staff? - Yes.
I remember now. He...
He did this pat down on me.
- Okay, Billy, you got this. - [continues coughing]
- You dropped it. - Shit!
Thanks.
Jesus Christ.
I thought he was trying to help me.
[Helm] Reload, reload.
[Billy] I-I...
I don't understand...
Why would he do that to me?
All that mattered to him was finding someone to take the fall.
But I pulled the goddamn trigger.
It's just gonna be my word against his. Who's gonna... Who's gonna believe me?
- Thanks, Peter. - Not a problem.
Wait, you did get those reports I sent?
We did.
Turns out there's, uh, another item we need to take a look at.
What's that?
We think Agent Milliken kept a journal. In his safe.
When his wife was here collecting his belongings,
she said that you weren't around to open it for her.
No, but I can grab it now.
Uh, I'm not seeing a journal.
Please step aside.
Peter O'Connor, you're under arrest for the murder of Agent Tom Milliken.
What the fuck are you doing?
Ballistics confirmed that Agent Milliken was killed by his own bullet.
The ammunition he used was always kept right here in this safe.
Cindy said her husband and one other person had that combination.
- You were that other person. - This is crazy.
I've given everything I have to this man.
We can see that. But you couldn't help yourself.
You pointed us in the direction of OPR.
All those anonymous complaints,
one of which was for a selectee who got DOR'd
and one week later took his own life.
Matthew O'Connor.
Your brother.
And nobody cared. So you had to take matters into your own hands.
OPR's a fucking joke.
What's the goddamn point? The rules are never applied equally.
Someone always gets special treatment.
Your brother deserved better.
And Milliken got exactly what he deserved.
And what about Billy? He didn't deserve any of this.
Get him out of here.
Test one, test two, test. How can a clam cram a clean cream can?
Well, if I may say, your script is solid,
but I'd like to propose a few tiny punch-ups.
Like maybe a couple more bumpers to my commercial breaks.
No, you stick to the words on the page.
Hey, we've gone over this before.
Can you honestly not comprehend the gravity of what we're doing here?
I can and I do,
but seriously, if this guy's a fan of the podcast,
he'll probably be able to tell the difference
between me and entrapment me.
It's not entrapment.
You know what I mean.
Brian, we're all set here, okay?
And you're gonna do great.
Right now, when we're on the air,
we're hoping that the scripted words there will entice this fan to call in.
And then we need to keep him on the line long enough either to track his location--
Or get a decent slice of profile.
I do know. You did tell me.
Hey, we also told you if you deviate one syllable
from the script here, somebody could die.
Are we clear?
Crystal.
Now let's make podcast history.
Whoa!
Hello, Brian.
Special guest appearance?
He's just here to observe.
Ignore him. I mean it.
Do not say one word about him being here.
Okay, but wouldn't it make more sense
for the guy to just be able to talk directly to him?
No more questions. Stay on script.
Penelope.
Okay, Emily, ready when you are. Standing by to trace incoming calls.
"Welcome to a very special episode of The Sicarius Files.
We are coming to you live from the FBI,
and we are joined by renowned author and supervisory special agent David Rossi."
Thanks for being here, David.
Thanks for having me, Brian.
"This is a live episode, folks, so don't be shy.
We're taking calls, and you can find our number
at the official Sicarius Files website."
"So, David, there's so much to talk about with your storied career,
but for our purposes, we'll focus solely on Elias Voit, the Sicarius killer.
I'd like to start at, well, the beginning.
So, tell me, when were you first made aware of Dr. Tara Lewis's discovery
of the buried shipping container in Yakima County?"
My question for Agent Rossi has to do with Benjamin Reeves.
Is it true that Reeves basically...
Somebody once told me that Second Street is, like,
the most common street name in America...
So, in that surveillance video from the hardware store,
while I couldn't ID Voit,
I was able to see him reaching into his back pocket
trying to mute his cell phone.
Which then led you to conduct a trace of cell phone calls
to and from that region of the country?
Yes, that's right.
Thanks for your call, Oliver.
So, um, "You run that trace
and you get hundreds of calls that you have to go through,
but since you know the timing of the calls,
you were able to pretty much zero in on Seattle."
[Rossi] That's right, because--
And I will pause you there because we are getting another caller.
Uh, hi, you're live on the air with Brian Garrity and SSA David Rossi.
With whom do we have the pleasure of speaking?
Call me God.
Okay, we will call you God.
Do you have a question?
Why Sicarius spiders?
Okay, Emily, I've isolated the phone line.
Can you get a trace?
Uh, not exactly.
- Is he running countermeasures? - He is definitely a student of Voit's.
Okay, I want you to keep the phone line open,
but pause the live stream right now.
- Okay, yeah. - ...aspect of the Sicarius case.
As a fan of the podcast, of course,
you are familiar with Elias Voit's testimony regarding the spiders.
Let David Rossi answer. Why Sicarius?
I recognize that voice.
It's Lance Kingston.
But he can't be our guy.
No, he's not. He's his hostage.
Clearly you're not satisfied with Voit's own answer.
"I am not.
Were the Sicarius spiders part
of Voit's counterintelligence training and interrogation tactics?"
"In a previous episode, I described how I embellished certain aspects
of the Sicarius files for dramatic purposes.
The fact is, I lied.
Elias Voit has nothing to do with the FBI
and is not associated with any government agency or program."
Are you saying Voit is unique?
He's rare but not unique.
Much like yourself.
"Are you trying to profile me?"
Oh, I, uh, I couldn't even if I wanted to because I'm not speaking to you.
I'm speaking to Lance Kingston, the man you're holding captive.
Penelope, talk to me.
I'm so close. I'm so, so close.
We don't have much more time.
Okay, I know, I know.
And I know the reason why you're still holding Lance captive
and using him as your proxy
is Lance's death will satisfy nothing for you.
- Ramona Havener. - [Rossi] What about her?
Voit spared her life, and her testimony led to his conviction.
He didn't spare Ramona.
He turned her over to Arthur Kiel, whom he knew would abuse and strangle her.
"But Arthur Kiel did not."
No. Because we found her first.
Why didn't Voit kill her himself?
Well, that was, um...
That was because Ramona reminded him of his ex-wife, Sydney.
Okay, I got him. I got him.
He's at the Stash-All Storage Facility in Richmond, Virginia.
It's a garage unit being rented by Lance Kingston.
Stash-All Storage, Richmond, Virginia.
I'm on it.
God, are you still with us?
Is he there?
- Is who here? - Voit.
No.
[breathes heavily]
[metal scraping]
[screaming]
- [gasps] - [Lance groans]
- Oh, God, tell him! - What the f--
[Brian] Lance?
[Lance gasps] No, don't. Stop, stop, stop!
- Brian. - For fuck's sake, tell him, is he there?
Please, tell him! He's gonna kill me!
[stammers]
- Yes, he's here. - No.
[Lance] No, no, no. No, don't. Don't! Stop, stop!
[Brian] Lance? [stammers] Voit is here.
- Elias Voit is here. You can talk to him. - [Lance screams]
[gasps] Oh, God.
What just happened?
You just caused a man's death.