(beeping steadily)
(beeping continues)
(groans)
(loud clattering)
(beeping continues)
(groaning)
(gasps)
(panting)
(phone ringing)
(panting)
Hello?
MAN (over phone): Hello, sir, I just wanted to remind you
that our normal checkout time is 11:00 a.m.,
but if you'd like a later checkout time,
I can go ahead and take care of that for you now.
(panting continues)
Sir, would you like a later checkout time?
Sir?
Hello?
Are you there?
(screams)
(groaning)
(pager beeping)
(dialing)
(beeps)
(phone rings)
Hello?
- WOMAN (over phone): What's wrong? -Nothing.
(over phone): Well, it's not Sunday. We talk on Sunday.
I know, I, um, I just thought I'd call.
WOMAN: Oh. (chuckles)
You scared me.
(over phone): Sorry.
WOMAN: I thought it was an emergency.
It's-- no, it's not an emergency.
(over phone): Yeah, are you sure?
How are your headaches?
(over phone): Good, good, I mean,
- I mean they're gone. - Yeah?
Are you taking your riboflavin and magnesium?
In equal doses and a sporadic shot of B2, like you said.
And sleep?
Are you letting your gray matter rest?
I-I'm working on it.
(chuckles) What's so funny?
What? I didn't laugh.
Something's amusing you.
I can hear it.
You can hear my body language?
I'm a very good listener.
(over phone): Um...
(chuckles)
I guess I just, I think it's funny
how we've been doing this
for six months and we've never met.
(over phone): You know, like...
One Google search of me and you'll find my FBI file photo,
but I have absolutely no idea what you look like.
I've shaved, by the way, since then.
I-I used to be sort of fascinated with the yeti,
and I-I thought that maybe if I...
(over phone): I don't know what you look like either.
Really?
(over phone): No.
The only intimate part of you I've seen is your brain,
when I studied the MRI you sent me,
and that's when I said,
"This is a guy I need to get to know."
Thanks.
That's really nice of you to say.
(phone buzzing)
(over phone): What happened?
Something just happened.
Sorry, it's work.
- I actually have to go. - Okay.
Well, uh, we'll talk Sunday.
- Be safe. - Okay.
Wait, are you being safe?
(over phone): Yes.
Yes, I'm being safe.
Do-do you think he knows about us?
(over phone): No.
As far as I can tell, he doesn't,
and we need to keep it that way.
(beeps)
(dial tone)
GARCIA: Well, my friends, you are heading to Mexico,
but pack your thermals
'cause this case will make you go... (shudders)
Our UnSub du jour is taking right legs.
The most recent victim,
Tony Anders, he was dumped in a local motel.
He's in surgery now; looks like he's gonna pull through.
First victim,
not so lucky. Richard Hubbell, uh,
he died during the leg-absconding process,
and his body was dumped
just over the border in Juárez, Mexico.
Juárez is on the front lines of the cartels.
Any drug connections between the victims?
They've both just said no.
JJ: Tony Anders had IV bruising
and surgical sutures on his stump.
BLAKE: So the UnSub operated
on both victims.
We're looking at a doctor.
That's a first.
Were the victims patients anywhere?
No, they were both the vision of health.
Tony had hypodermic needle marks on his neck.
The UnSub could have drugged him
and brought him into the hospital for surgery.
Unlikely he could hide them in a hospital.
Even the most experienced surgeon can't operate
without supervision.
REID: The goal of amputation
is to remove dead tissue to preserve
an otherwise healthy limb.
Any first-year medical student will tell you that,
but this UnSub stitched the skin flaps so tightly
over Tony's stump that it didn't allow
for proper blood flow and led to gangrene.
He's not a surgeon.
What is he?
A butcher.
(groans)
What happened?
MAN: Shh.
Everything's fine.
Was I...
Was there an accident?
- It's fine. - I don't remember.
Everything's fine.
We just need to operate.
Operate?
No, it's okay, it's okay.
You're in good hands.
I assume you'll call my wife?
She should know.
I will take care of it.
I should really call her,
-because she'll be worried. - I told you,
we'll take care of it.
I uh, my coverage...
My HMO hospital is St. Mary's,
I think.
Is this... Am I... Am I at St. Mary's?
Not quite.
Hey, what are you doing?
Hey.
Hey!
(screaming): Hey!
REID: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle wrote,
"When a doctor does go wrong, he is the first of criminals.
He has the nerve and he has the knowledge. "
So, this UnSub's got a thing for right legs,
and he's moving fast, two victims in a week.
What's the compulsion?
The fact that one of the victims was left in a motel room
makes me think it's not a compulsion at all.
Maybe it's black market.
What's the going rate for a leg these days?
Mm, pretty good. In 2002 tendons were shipped
from South Africa to the U.S.
and sold to private medical and biotech companies.
HOTCH: The body parts trade
coexists with the drug trade in border towns.
BLAKE: Let's say it's a chop shop.
That means we're looking for a small team or network.
One that usually deals with the dead before the living.
Did Garcia find any overlap with victimology?
Just that they were both organ donors.
She's cross-referencing
with the United Network for Organ Sharing.
JJ: UNOS deals
with vital organs, but we're talking limbs.
REID: Yeah, but hospitals
around the country are networked into it.
If the UnSub is a medical professional,
he might have access to it and, by extension, the victims.
Reid, you and JJ go to Juárez
and look at Richard Hubbell's body.
Morgan and Dave,
go talk to Tony Anders, and Blake and I
will investigate the black market angle.
Hi.
Detective Gonzalez.
Glad you guys could make it.
I hate the weird ones.
I'm Agent Hotchner, this is Agent Blake.
Thanks for inviting us.
Absolutely, come on in.
I've got the board set up for you in here.
- Thank you. -Thank you. -(phone rings)
Go ahead, Garcia, you're on speaker.
Okay, so I quadruple-checked with UNOS,
and there's no way the UnSub is using them
because, like me, they quadruple-check everything,
and their redundancies have redundancies.
So there's, there's no chance there could be any hanky-panky.
BLAKE: He could still be using
medical records to find them, though.
All right, thanks, Garcia.
Welcome, welcome.
Were you able to contact the specialist we asked about?
The doctor who sold on the black market?
Yeah, prison said no way they would release him.
Okay, we'll just have to go
to him, then.
(indistinct chatter, phone ringing)
ANDERS: I remember walking
out of organic chemistry, and...
...and then...
nothing.
What about when you woke up?
There was, uh,
beeping,
like that, and
there was a mask
on my face, I think.
I-I can't remember, man.
It's all a blur.
Tony, do me a favor.
Close your eyes.
Just humor me, okay?
All right,
think back to that room,
that bed,
that beeping.
It-it probably smelled a lot like this room.
You were out.
You should have stayed out.
But you didn't.
Now...
wake up.
(machine beeping)
(loud clattering)
Tony?
Something just came to you-- what was it?
I can't explain it.
Don't think it, just say it.
(stammers)
It-it was a door.
A garage door.
I was in somebody's garage.
I need to, uh, ask you some questions.
And if you want this to go well,
I suggest you answer honestly.
Have you eaten anything
in the past 12 hours?
Ooh, uh, y-yeah.
Have you consumed alcohol?
No, look,
-j-just wait... - Have you had surgery before?
Yes, please just-just tell me...
- Any complications? - No, no, it was Lasik.
Ah.
Anything you'd like to ask before we begin?
- Why are you doing this to me? - Now,
I'm going to count backwards from ten.
- Ten. -(muffled mumbling)
Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
(buzzer blares)
Good afternoon, I'm Alex Blake with the FBI.
I'm here to see if you can cooperate on a...
- Let me see the file. -(door closes)
Right now it's just a missing limb case.
Your expertise can tell us
if he's selling legs on the black market.
We felt that to find the best,
we should go to the best.
Can you help us, Mr. Smith?
First of all, it's Dr. Smith.
Not Mr. Smith.
Second,
the only way I'll give you my expert opinion
is if we cut a deal
right now.
I could do that...
...or I could stop wasting my time with you.
This guy's not doing it for the money.
If you knew that for sure,
-you wouldn't be here. - What I do know
is what kind of medicine you practiced.
What did the eyes go for in Beijing-- eight grand?
The skin you sent to Moscow,
that netted you what-- 15?
So when you looked at the last picture, I know what you saw.
You saw an amateur who could make a lot more money
if he took more than the right leg.
After all, you did.
Listen, Agent...
Actually it's Doctor.
Unlike you, I still have my degree.
But you have a good day, Mr. Smith.
(door slams)
Maybe dumping the body down here was a forensic countermeasure.
Probably, but it's the deviation in M.O. that stumps me.
Pun intended.
Two different victims,
two different amputations.
All right, so what do you see, Doctor?
This amputation was transtibial,
but the survivor was transfemoral.
So his leg was cut below the knee,
and Tony's was cut above?
REID: The cutting here is pristine.
The nerve and vascular dissection was careful,
well-ligated.
I mean, this UnSub definitely knew what he was
doing medically.
Uh, I thought you said the UnSub wasn't a doctor.
I said he wasn't a surgeon, but his knowledge of anatomy
and procedure shows definite medical training.
Hey, Spence?
This hole in the bone?
It's perfectly circular.
Medical examiner
said that was most likely caused by animals.
It's bored in-- it's like he drilled it.
Not with any surgical tool that I'm familiar with.
Well, maybe this is what he's been trying to hide from us.
(opera music playing)
REID: Based on the way this UnSub treats his victims,
-we need to look at this case a different way. -We know it's not
for profit and we know he's not a killer.
- So what is he? - REID: A scientist.
Or at least he sees himself that way.
BLAKE: Which means he sees his victims as test subjects.
REID: And if we're right, we're not gonna see
the usual signature or consistent victimology.
There's no compulsion, sexual or otherwise.
So there won't be a trigger or a stressor either.
ROSSI: Doesn't leave a lot to profile.
REID: Not true.
We do have his medical technique, and based on
the remnants of Hubbell's surgery, I think
-the UnSub's experimenting. - HOTCH: With what?
A new way to amputate?
JJ: The hole in his knee
makes us think it's more radical than that.
Amputating the leg is not the UnSub's goal.
Reattaching it is.
You think this UnSub's performing transplants?
It explains why he only wanted Tony Anders' leg.
REID: I think that's the experiment.
He wants to see if he can put a foreign leg
on someone else's body.
(indistinct chatter)
Can...?
- DOCTOR: I need a nurse in Bay 3, stat. -Can you help me?
Can-can you help...?
(indistinct chatter)
NURSE: Ma'am, I don't know what you want me to do.
You need to come in; the doctor can't
diagnose you over the phone.
Please, I need someone.
No, ma'am, I'm sorry.
You need to come in.
Somebody help me!
Okay, sir, what's your problem?
It's my leg.
Okay, does it hurt?
No, it's been cut.
Okay, can you get me some scissors?
Okay, what happened-- did you cut it?
No.
It's...
not...
my...
leg.
The camera pick up anything?
He dropped him off a block away.
This poor guy limped into the hospital
on a leg that wasn't his.
What's the note say?
The UnSub helpfully suggests
a high dose of cyclosporine for his patient
Carl Timmons.
It wouldn't have made any difference.
I mean, gangrene and sepsis
had already set in-- there's nothing
the hospital could have done.
Reid, you getting a migraine?
No, no, I haven't had one of those for months.
Ever since, um...
You know, this doesn't make any sense, Morgan.
Well, does it ever, Reid?
This UnSub's supposed to have a background in science, right?
Why is his science so bad?
He amputated Carl's leg, sewed it up,
and then reopened the sutures
for transplant?
You find anything on the knee?
He left his handiwork in this time.
That's a surgical implant.
Maybe that's what he was trying
to perfect-- transplanting a leg onto an amputee.
Medically impossible- you can't graft a leg
onto someone else's stump.
Well, you and I know that, and this guy must know that,
but maybe he just won't stop until he succeeds.
Doctor that can't admit he's wrong?
I think it's time we get a profile.
The UnSub we're looking for is a doctor
with a severe God complex.
His narcissism makes him believe that he can defy
human biology and anatomy.
And this narcissism has likely caused problems
in his career, so look for doctors
who have lost their licenses or medical students
who have had ethical violations.
Wait, with a psychopath like this,
shouldn't we also be looking at released mental patients?
We don't think he is a psychopath.
Psychopaths rarely have the training
and discipline for medical school or residency.
So this UnSub won't behave
in an antisocial manner.
He's probably successful, respectful, outgoing.
HOTCH: We think that he can maintain healthy relationships
and his neighbors probably know him well.
JJ: And his background makes us think he lives
a mid- to upper-class lifestyle.
He may be married and have kids--
if so, he would be devoted to both.
So don't look for the weirdo in the van with no windows.
Look for the pillars of the community.
Yeah, but if he's so well-known,
how's he hiding these operations from all these people?
Through a psychological process called "doubling."
He acts one way professionally, but he acts another way at home.
It's occurred before in history, like the Nazi doctors
at Auschwitz and Dachau.
BLAKE: They could separate their genocidal
actions from their normal lives as fathers,
healers, and husbands.
And like the doctors under Hitler's regime,
this UnSub's sense of superiority supersedes
the Hippocratic oath.
Yes, well, the trial phase is almost complete.
I'll, uh, I'll send it to you
once I've compiled it.
Yes.
Yes, thank you.
-(Phone beeps) -(sighs)
That didn't sound good.
The investors want to see all my data.
- And you're not ready? -(grunts)
I came close last night, but...
(groans) I'm in trouble.
Okay, breathe, okay?
We're gonna get through this.
If they pull their funding...
- They won't. -...we lose everything.
The equipment in the garage, the house.
It's not going to happen.
How do you know that?
Because I know you.
(sighs)
But you have to let yourself off the hook
if you're gonna figure this out.
I almost had it, you know.
That's what's so frustrating.
If I could just get it right one time.
You and I can... we can lead a better life.
Honey, I have a great life.
Don't worry about me.
Worry about those little mice out in your lab.
(both laugh)
Well, I hate to tell you,
but I've moved up from mice in the last couple of weeks.
Okay, whatever critters you have out there, I don't want to know.
But if it's a choice between them or the house, well...
couple more might have to give their life up to science.
(laughs) Oh, I love you so much.
(laughs)
(moans)
Stop worrying-
(chuckles)
Looking for doctors and med students in the area,
and there are a lot of washouts who fit the profile.
What about the prosthetic attachment
from Carl Timmons' leg?
Is there anything identifiable on it?
Yeah. I just sent you the chemical breakdown
from our lab. It's mostly a thick polymer
designed to withstand the constant mobility of the leg.
HOTCH: So the resin is coated in plastic?
GARCIA: Mm-hmm.
It's a combination of organic and inorganic materials.
That's probably to stave off rejection.
Garcia, is the resin biodegradable?
As a matter of fact, yes.
- How is it you know everything? - REID: All this time,
we assumed he's a doctor. What if he isn't?
What if he has the training in cutting and stitching
but never went to medical school?
Where do you get training like that?
I see.
So you think this man is a mortician?
BLAKE: It's one of the theories we're pursuing.
JJ: But we think this implant
is the key to his training. Is this something
your employees would use?
Yes, we use it for reattachment on our dearly beloved.
Sometimes they come to us in more than one piece
and we need to perform some
reassembly for an open-casket funeral.
The biodegradability is for, what, cremation?
Precisely.
JJ: And unlike a surgeon,
a mortician would want to reattach a limb
at a movable joint, like a knee or an elbow.
It's easier to use dead bone
than muscle and vasculature.
(door opens)
Would you excuse me?
Thank you for your help.
Of course.
So we know the UnSub
got his start in a place like this,
but how is he finding his victims now?
Well, he's equipped his garage with medical equipment.
He might not be a doctor,
but he could be posing as one.
Look, I-I'm sorry, but I-I can't remember anyone
like you're talking about.
MORGAN: Dude, just take a second and think.
Is there any medical care that you've had
that this guy could have had access to?
I haven't even been sick lately.
Did you change doctors?
What doctor?
I'm in college.
MORGAN: How about student
health services?
ROSSI: Or an outreach on campus?
A health drive.
Maybe you gave blood.
Wait a sec.
Yeah, I... I give blood all the time.
MORGAN: When was the last time?
Uh... a couple weeks ago.
It was a long line,
because there was just one guy in the truck.
What'd the guy look like?
I don't remember.
I was more focused on the needle going into my arm.
ROSSI: But you gave him your contact info,
your medical history.
Yeah.
Absolutely.
That's how he found you.
- Hi. - Hi.
You said there was something wrong with my test?
It's probably nothing, we just need to take another sample.
Help...
- What is wrong with...? (gasps) - Help.
(sighs)
Please...
Please help me.
Please...
I can't.
(siren chirps, Blake speaks indistinctly)
MORGAN: Victim's name is Maria Rodriguez.
First time he's operated on a woman.
And he transplanted a left leg this time.
REID: She died from blood loss.
There's no gangrene on the transplanted leg,
which means the surgery is fresh.
You think he still has the other woman?
It justifies his haste in dumping her here,
why he didn't go to the desert or a hospital.
Also means he's speeding up his surgeries.
(dialing phone)
Reid? Where you going?
Reid.
-(line ringing) -GARCIA (over phone): Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm still combing through morticians.
Garcia, I actually need something else.
Can you tell me where the nearest pay phone is?
Sorry?
REID: Pay phone.
Like a phone you pay to make phone calls on?
Oh, my sweet analog Luddite,
that is what your cell is for.
Garcia, please.
GARCIA: Okay.
Someone is being mysterious.
That's gonna take me a second.
Pay phones have gone the way of the dodo bird,
so they don't show up on Google Maps.
All right, try local telecoms.
GARCIA: Yes, I know that, I'm doing it right now.
And there is one... five miles away.
Just texted it
to your cell phone, which you can also use to call people.
Thank you so much.
OFFICER: Take it back another 15 feet there.
Alex!
Blake, wait.
- Where are you going? - Hotch called.
He wants us back at the station ASAP.
Can you give me a ride to Fifth and Main? It's on the way.
Uh... yeah, sure.
What's at Fifth and Main?
I need to talk to somebody.
Uh... okay, sure.
(monitor beeping steadily)
What...
what happened?
You survived the surgery.
And quite well, in fact.
Surgery?
What do you...?
Oh, my God.
I know.
Congratulations.
Whose...
whose leg is that?
Uh... she didn't survive the transplant.
But you did.
-(chuckles) - I can't...
I can't move it.
Oh, you will in a few days.
Shh, Shh, Shh, Shh, Shh...
Just relax.
Now that I found a suitable match,
I'll let you rest a little before we do the next one.
No, no...
no, wait...
Please... please!
Don't take my other leg!
Please!
Do you want me to wait?
Uh, you know what? They might take a while,
so I'll just take a cab back.
Thanks anyway.
(coin jingling)
(dialing)
(beeping)
(dialing)
(high-pitched tone)
(brakes squeak)
What's the deal?
Something's not right, Spencer.
What do you mean? Why'd you come back?
Don't answer a question with a question.
Look, a while back I had some medical issues-
headaches- and there was a geneticist
-that I reached out to. - And this has
-to do with the case how? - I think that
my friend might be able to help me see something that we missed.
You have four of the best minds I know
back at the station.
I know, but sometimes a different perspective
helps me think better, okay?
Why are you being so ambiguous?
I don't know what you mean.
You're not using words like "him" or "her."
You're saying things like who they are,
"my friends."
so?
You know, it begs a bigger question.
Why did you ask me to bring you here?
(phone ringing)
Can we just talk about this later, please?
No! Why not Morgan or JJ?
(sighs) Alex, please...
Just answer the question.
(ringing continues)
Because I don't want them to know about... her.
Okay?
I-It's nothing bad. It's just personal.
Okay.
Yeah.
(ringing continues)
I'm here, I'm here.
WOMAN (over phone): Spencer, why are you calling me right now?
I know. I know, it's important.
Baby girl, what'd you find?
GARCIA (over phone): Sorry, my love.
There's no overlap between morticians
and bloodmobile techs.
Most of them are volunteers.
And if this guy's running his own rig,
he's not going to show up.
All right.
What are we missing?
At first I just thought he was taking whoever was available.
WOMAN: Except he's operating a bloodmobile.
(over phone): Yes, thank you, exactly!
That's not an accident.
He's obviously using it as a cover
to screen for something, and that's why I'm calling you.
I'm hoping that you can help me figure out
what he's screening for.
Maybe the UnSub is an amputee.
So he's working on a solution for his own condition.
The rest of the profile applies, he's got a God complex.
He thinks he's perfect-- infallible, even.
Hard to maintain that if you're missing a leg.
It's almost ironic.
Most amputees have a healthier psychology than this UnSub.
You know, what you're describing
reminds me of Josef Mengele.
Yeah, we worked doubling into the profile.
(over phone): No, I mean Mengele's experiments on twins.
He operated on thousands of them. Why?
I... don't know, actually.
He thought he could repopulate Germany faster
if he could figure out a way to get women to conceive
with multiple embryos.
So you think this guy is pursuing
his own impossible cause.
What if he's not trying to fix himself,
but somebody else?
That would fit his God complex.
Like who?
A spouse or a child maybe.
Someone he can ultimately heal
by sacrificing these victims.
(door creaks)
- Hmm? '(sighs)
- Huh? - Shh. Shh.
What is it?
Everything okay?
I need you to see something.
Before he transplants, he turns them into amputees.
That's part of his experiment. What if
there's a condition the victims share,
something involving amputation?
WOMAN: Hmm, doesn't make sense.
You couldn't screen for that genetically.
(over phone): Unless it's congenital.
Something that causes amputation in utero?
(over phone): The way thalidomide caused
-birth defects in pregnant moms. - Exactly.
So I guess the question is: what else causes birth defects?
(over phone): That's a long list.
Chromosomal, fetal alcohol syndrome...
What if we focus on
what causes limb deformity specifically?
(over phone): Uh, rubella,
herpes, among others.
Herpes is the most common,
but it isn't screened for when you donate blood.
But there are a lot of different strains of herpes.
You know, chicken pox, for instance.
I-If a mother isn't inoculated
and she passes the virus in utero,
can't that cause birth defects?
Yeah.
Among other things,
it can lead to limb hypoplasia.
The binding of which would appear similar to amputation.
But if it's a condition in the mother,
why operate on men the first three times?
Those were trial runs.
Now that he's operating on women,
he thinks he's found an answer.
(monitor beeping steadily)
Move.
(panting)
Move!
(sobs)
There.
You ready?
Mm, yeah.
(gasping)
Okay... okay.
(grunting)
(gasps)
(gasping)
(keys jingle)
WIFE: Honey,
are you sure about this?
I promise. It's everything we've been working towards.
(gasping)
I'm ready for you, you son of a bitch.
(chuckling)
Look. There she is.
There who is?
- No. - John...
- No! - Who-- there who is?
No!
What are you operating on out here?
I had a breakthrough, and one of my subjects survived,
-but she's gone! She's gone! - People?
You've been doing this to people?! (screams) John!
-(screaming) - JOHN: Linda, Linda!
Linda, Linda, Linda!
(sobbing): What's happening?!
Garcia, did you get the mortician's records?
Ready and waiting.
Isolate the married ones.
We're looking for limb deformities in the wife
caused by chicken pox.
GARCIA: That's as narrow as it gets.
(typing)
(computer trilling)
Eureka. Linda Nelson- married to John Nelson.
Quit his job at the funeral home two months ago.
(over phone): Sending address now.
Take Rossi and JJ and bring him in for questioning. Thanks.
(shrieks)
Put down the scalpel.
- Come any closer and I take out her eye. -John!
- John! -Okay, okay, okay, okay. You win.
You win. You can go. Go ahead.
Okay, you can walk right out of here.
But, please, just don't hurt her.
- Move. - Go ahead.
You can just walk right out, okay?
There's the door. See?
(gasps)
John.
John, stop it!
John, don't do this! Stop this!
This is my success, honey.
- She showed me what I was doing wrong. -I don't care!
She's a human being!
FBI!
John Nelson, put the needle down.
I have potassium chloride in this.
If you don't get out of here right now, this is a dead woman.
LINDA: John, don't do this!
Doctor, the experiment is over.
If you kill her, no one will see your work.
My work, my work... You don't understand.
I perfected this. This is my last test.
- Drop it now! - Then I can fix you.
I never wanted to be fixed.
Linda, Linda, you're the one that he loves.
You're the only one that can convince him
what he's doing is wrong.
John, John, look at me.
It's over.
But...
I can make you better.
I'm not the one who's sick, John.
Now drop the needle...
or I'll tell them to shoot!
(gasps)
(Linda sobbing)
- John! - It's okay.
JJ: "Body and soul cannot be separated
"for purposes of treatment, for they are one and indivisible.
Sick minds must be healed as well as sick bodies."
Dr. Jeff Miller.
Okay, kid...
out with it.
Out with what?
Out with the weirdness and the secrecy.
That phone call that you could only make out of a phone booth.
I got a consultation. What's the big deal?
Reid, you left that crime scene and came back
with a major break. That's one hell of a consult.
Hmm, it was.
All right, you don't want to talk, that's fine.
But listen.
Seriously I, I feel like you and I haven't had
a chance to talk in a while, and,
I mean, it's nobody's fault, it happens.
But if you've got somebody new in your life to talk to,
I'd just like to know who she is.
'Cause she's got to be one hell of a woman to keep up with you.
- Who told you? - Oh, just a little birdie.
You might know her.
Garcia told me. (laughs)
And she says you have been acting a little squirrelly.
So I just filled the rest in.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Uh-huh.
Play on, player'-
(Morgan chuckles)
(softly): Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
So, I just wanted to say thank you.
(over phone): You really helped a lot.
WOMAN (chuckles): I can't believe
we've been able to talk this much.
Three times in one week. That's a new record.
(over phone): I know. I like it. Maybe we could test it out.
You know, talking more often?
Or not.
(over phone): Uh...
- I have to go. - What? Why?
WOMAN: Oh, it's nothing.
You're not the only one that can hear body language.
Did I, did I say something wrong?
I, um...
I'm just not sure it's safe for us to talk right now.
You think it's gonna be like this forever?
(over phone): I don't know.
It's not how I want us to be, I know that.
My team and I are really good at what we do.
(over phone): Why can't you just let me help you?
WOMAN: You can't ask that.
- I can help you. - I'm not doing this for me.
I'm doing this for you
because I cannot let him hurt you.
Because if he knew, he would... (sobs)
Please don't cry.
Look, I get it, I get it, okay?
This is, this is how it has to be. I understand.
Are you still there?
Yes, I'm still here.
And, yes, this is how it has to be.
For today, at least.
Okay.
Well, I guess I'll talk to you next Sunday.
- Bye. - Bye.
- Love you. - (phone beeps)