No, I can't. Ripped By mstoll
I'll see you Friday when finals are over.
Okay.
Love you, too.
Ugh! Daniel is really working my nerves.
Maybe you should end it.
But he's so hot.
And he does this thing with his tongue.
Okay! TMI!
(chuckles)
(giggles)
(grunts)
(engine starts)
(scoffs) What the hell?
Oh, come on.
- What is this guy doing? - We don't have time for this.
My first exam is at 7:00.
- (honks horn) - (sighs)
Where are you going?
To see what's wrong with this jerk.
(sighs)
Hello?
Are you crazy?
(thudding)
Debbie?
Debbie!
Oh, my God.
Somebody help!
(crackling)
(groans)
Oh.
- (chuckles) - Boo. Mmm.
- Mmm. - Good morning.
- Hi. - Mmm.
Dinner was great last night.
- Dessert was better. - (chuckles)
Mmm. How'd you sleep?
Mmm, like a rock.
Sounded like it.
All that snoring.
Whoa, hey, hey, hey.
I do not snore.
Oh, then I must have a grizzly bear living under my bed.
- (chuckles) - (phone chimes)
Mmm. No, no, no, no, no, no.
(sighs)
You have a case?
Where?
Memphis.
- Savannah? - No, it's okay.
We talked about this.
(sighs) We have.
Stop.
Please? Come here.
- (sighs) - Sit down.
Look at me.
(sighs)
What do you want me to do?
- It's the third time. - Okay.
And there's probably gonna be a fourth time and a fifth.
I can't control when bad guys act bad.
Baby, I want to meet your parents; I do.
- But this is my job. - I know, okay?
I've just been looking forward to this.
My folks have, too.
You're the reason they're coming.
I am allowed to be upset.
(sighs)
You don't deserve this.
What?
I'm just saying that you deserve to have somebody
who's there for you no matter what,
- and I'm gone all the time. - Wait...
are you actually trying to make me break up with you?
I'd understand if you wanted to.
Well, I don't.
I would come out and say so if I did,
and I suggest that you man up
and do the same, if that's what you want.
- But don't you dare make this about me. - I'm not...
Relationships don't just happen, Derek,
they take work, and if you're not willing to put some in,
then that is on you, okay? Not me.
- Savannah... - You should just go.
You should go get dressed. Go to work.
(Savannah sighs)
You have a case, right?
Then go.
Let's get started.
Memphis division is reporting three abductions
in the last 48 hours.
Michael Smith, age 59; Trevor Burkett, age 23;
and the latest victim, Christy White, age 21.
They were all taken from parking lots late at night.
Trevor and Michael's cars were left abandoned.
The third victim, Christy White, went to a supermarket
with her friend, Debbie Martin, last night.
The UnSub attacked Debbie first but ultimately left her behind.
GARCIA: Debbie was released from the hospital this morning
with a concussion, and what we know from her police report
is that the UnSub wears a pig mask
and he's using a Taser to incapacitate his victims.
So does this UnSub just lie in wait in parking lots
for victims of opportunity?
It's pretty bold then, attacking two girls at once.
REID: Maybe he's on a timetable
and couldn't wait for a lone victim.
MORGAN: Well, if he is, the distance he's traveling
doesn't help... there's over 60 miles between each crime scene.
These three were taken from all over west Tennessee.
It's possible he knew them and they were all specific targets.
Why the pig mask?
Obviously, he's shielding his identity,
but is there some other meaning here?
You know, the symbolism really runs the gamut.
Pigs can stand for anything from greed and laziness
to celebration and good luck, not to mention
the derogatory nickname for cops.
MORGAN: Well, the other question is
what's he doing with the victims?
No bodies were discovered.
HOTCH: Well, he's either got a secluded disposal site
or he's got a longer-term plan.
These victims could still be alive.
Let's go to Memphis.
(muffled shouting)
(muffled crying)
(door creaking open)
(muffled crying)
(man grunting, muffled)
Shh...
REID: Albert Einstein said, "In matters of truth and justice,
"there is no difference between large and small problems,
for issues concerning the treatment of people
are all the same."
Trevor Burkett is a senior at Mecklinburg State
and Christy White is a sophomore at Ripley University.
Both students are roughly the same age,
but Michael Smith is a retiree in his late 50s.
Which one of these is not like the other?
The UnSub seems not to have an age or a gender preference.
So he probably wasn't driven by any sort of sexual desire.
ROSSI: He could be holding them all together,
which may mean they're surrogates of some kind.
That would also explain why he left Debbie Martin behind.
She was African-American
and the rest of his victims were Caucasian.
Maybe she didn't fit his parameters.
Well, Michael Smith was the first victim abducted.
You think it was logistical or intentional?
Either way. The first victim is usually the most significant
and Michael's the odd man out.
I'll have Garcia dig deeper into his history.
When we land, Morgan, you and JJ go talk to Debbie Martin.
The rest of us will get set up at the field office.
JJ: Debbie, can you tell us what you remember from that night?
It was dark, and...
I couldn't see his face.
(sighs)
Hello?
Are you crazy?
(shouts in pain)
All I remember was...
the pig mask.
And the Taser.
Did he say anything?
No.
- I saw him putting Christy - (weakly): Christy...
in the back of the truck.
Help!
- I screamed for help, but... - (muffled): Shh...
nobody came.
(crying): Nobody came.
(sobbing)
All right. Thanks, Morgan.
UnSub had plenty of time to take Debbie Martin, too.
But he just left her there.
So they're not surrogates.
Christy White was a specific target.
Which means he probably stalked Christy
and was expecting her to be alone.
Debbie was a hiccup in his plan, so he adjusted.
The UnSub went to great lengths to stage the abductions
in rapid succession... it's as if they were orchestrated.
Okay, Garcia reviewed Michael Smith's phone records.
Everyone he spoke to checks out, except for him...
Dr. Edward Calder, local ER physician.
He spoke to Michael Smith an hour before his abduction.
- What's his story? - He claims he was home alone
the night Smith disappeared, but...
not a soul can corroborate it.
We should talk to him.
EDWARD: No.
Like I told the cops, I was home alone watching the game.
- ROSSI: Which game? - Royals, White Sox.
ROSSI: Who won?
I fell asleep in the seventh.
What does that have to do with Mike?
Shouldn't you be out looking for him instead of talking to me?
You were the last person to talk to him.
Did you two have plans that night?
No.
Wait, you don't actually think
that I'm responsible for this, do you?
Are you?
You got to be kidding.
Mike is my best friend.
He's like a brother.
I would take a bullet for that guy.
- You didn't answer my question. - No!
I had nothing to do with it.
HOTCH: How long have you two been friends?
Since we were 19. We played football in college together.
ROSSI: Is that right?
Where at?
Mecklinburg State.
Mike's a booster for the football team, loves the game.
JJ: That's the school Trevor goes to.
Trevor and Michael may know each other through the football team.
We should have Garcia look deeper
into the Mecklinburg State connection.
(muffled whimpering, crying)
(muffled groaning)
(muffled yell)
- (grunting) - (whimpering)
(panicked breathing)
(muffled): No, no!
(Trevor screaming)
Hey, what you got cooking, baby girl?
I have some uber-interesting information about
our missing college boy, Trevor Burkett.
Turns out he was president of
the Mecklinburg State chapter
of the Beta Sigma Delta fraternity.
What's so interesting about that?
GARCIA: Two things: First of all,
they are, weirdly, strangely, a lot into pigs.
I guess it had something to do with
one of their founders being a farmer.
They had a pig party every year, everyone wore a pig mask.
Oink to the oink oink.
- What's the second thing, Garcia? - This is where
your bacon gets extra crispy. A little over a year ago,
a pledge named James Linwood took a leap off a roof.
Let me guess... he was drunk and/or on drugs.
GARCIA: Ah. I see you've been
to a frat party before.
Yeah, according to tox reports, he was.
I believe the technical term is hammered.
It was during one of these pig parties where the pledges
are hazed and then forced to imbibe like crazy.
- The kid survive? - Negative. He sustained
a fatal brain injury.
And after his death, Beta Sigma Delta lost their chapter and was
shut down. No one was charged or prosecuted, though.
I'm sending all of this to your tablets now.
If the abductions have anything
to do with what happened that night,
this could be about revenge.
And the UnSub could be working off
some sort of hit list.
Thanks, Garcia.
(phone beeps)
GIRL: I can't believe we're here.
GIRL 2: A dream come true.
Whoo! Hollywood, baby! We made it!
(laughs) How you like us now?
Next stop, the beach.
- Got to work on our tans. - Yeah!
(beep)
(Christy gasping, muffled)
(Trevor gasping anxiously)
I told you everything.
Okay? I am so sorry.
Just, please, let me go.
(weakly): Please...
TREVOR: Water.
Oh, please.
Please. Oh.
(sizzling)
(man moaning, grunting)
Shh. You hear something?
Son, are you okay?
It's all right.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
(gasping)
JJ: All right, thank you.
(sighs)
According to his doctor, Trevor was
badly tortured. Looks like he was forced
to drink hydrochloric acid and he was sodomized
with a blunt, penetrating object.
Wow.
Well, we're obviously dealing with a sadist.
But why leave Trevor alive?
Doesn't match the typical MO.
Yeah, if anything, he'd have inflicted more pain
and tortured his victim to death.
That's true.
So the UnSub wanted Trevor to experience mental anguish.
So he disfigured him with the acid,
but only to his face,
so appearance is important to him.
And the acid could be a form of poisoning.
And let's not forget a Taser was used.
The UnSub didn't have the physical strength
to control his victims.
Okay, wait a minute... when you add up poison, cleanliness
and the use of a Taser to overwhelm the victims,
we can't rule out the possibility that our UnSub
just might be female.
We need to give the profile.
This unknown subject is an injustice collector
who's delivering transferred vengeance.
We believe this UnSub may also be a woman
and that she's on a mission to punish those she's deemed
responsible for the death of James Linwood.
The pig mask they wear is the same one worn
by pledges of the Beta Sigma Delta fraternity,
as a reminder of that fatal night.
We believe the victims are being tortured as payback
for their role in Linwood's death.
One of the abductees, Trevor Burkett,
escaped or was released
after being forced to drink hydrochloric acid.
We believe the acid symbolizes the excessive alcohol
the loved one was forced to drink the night he died.
Scarring these victims will ensure
that the world never forgets what they've done.
The UnSub is exhibiting a level of sexual assault and torture
which is normally atypical for female offenders.
But it is seen when there"s been years and years
of built-up rage and anger.
REID: Like Los Angeles cop killer Christopher Dorner,
injustice collectors believe they have been dealt
a lifetime of unfairness,
and believe that nobody treats them
with the respect they deserve.
MORGAN: But in reality, they"re simply
masking insecurities and fears
by solely placing the blame on others.
This means the UnSub's next target will probably be another
fraternity member, or someone who attended the party
where Linwood was killed.
It could also be someone from the university
whom the UnSub perceives as having played
a role in his death.
So we need you to warn students, faculty and staff
of Mecklinburg State they need to stay
- aware and alert. - Even the loosest affiliation
could be magnified in the UnSub's psyche.
At this point, we have to believe that Christy White
and Michael Smith are still alive
but are undergoing severe torture.
So time is of the essence.
Thank you.
Sometimes, after the ventilator is shut off,
a patient may breathe on their own
for a few minutes or a few hours.
GIRL: Look, baby, we made it/
(echoing, distorted): ...like us now?
- Next stop, the beach. - Got to work on our...
The last thing to stop will be the heart,
which can keep beating for a short time
after oxygen has been cut off from the brain.
Will she feel anything?
Some people have said
patients make rattling sounds
when they're disconnected,
but it's actually just the equipment.
If you'll sign here saying that you understand...
No!
You came to us saying you were ready.
Well, I'm not, okay?
I want to be alone with her.
I'm so sorry I failed you.
That's just crazy.
Me and Trevor were roommates, but to be honest,
I barely saw him after we
moved out of the Beta Sigma Delta house.
Do you recognize this girl?
Her name's Christy White.
She was kidnapped by the same person who took Trevor.
No.
I don't.
Think back to the pig party.
Do you remember her being there?
Maybe.
I-I don't know.
I was really wasted.
Marcus, sometimes our subconscious picks up details
that our conscious minds aren't aware of.
Do me a favor and close your eyes.
All right, think back to that night.
The music's loud.
It smells like beer.
And mud.
(knocking on door)
ALL: Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink!
MARCUS: Me and Trevor were greeters.
No one could enter unless they got dirty.
Who's arriving?
Uh, a few brothers from another chapter.
(laughing)
Welcome, ladies.
And who might you be?
I'm Christy and this is Lauryn.
So where would you like it?
On my cheek.
And, uh, how about you?
- I'll take it here. - Yeah, baby. Okay. - All right.
(crashing, rattling, man whoops)
Yeah, roll him!
Roll that pig!
- (laughs) - Roll it!
What did you say?
I asked you where Lauryn went?
I don't... I don't know.
Was Trevor with Christy the rest of the night?
I don't think so.
All right, close your eyes again.
It's a little bit later.
Look around the room.
♪ Where the apparent disposition♪
♪ Is that of a parrot commissioned♪
♪ To live in a cage who hits the parents♪
♪ When decisions are made♪
♪ To not listen and they got their fists in opposition♪
♪ To fair play must be in your submission to rage♪
♪ You became a victim the same way♪
♪ The system that gave way...♪
Do you see Christy?
Yeah.
She's laughing and flirting with the DJ.
Where is Trevor?
Across the room, talking to Christy's friend.
♪ ...like it's the only tie I owned♪
♪ Crying when you're alone♪
♪ Hoping that God forgives you, wondering if your kids do♪
♪ No one should have to live through...♪
But then he leaves her to go talk to two guys.
I don't recognize them.
Their backs are to me.
Look like upperclassmen.
Then the two guys go down to the basement.
Trevor goes back to talk to Lauryn.
♪ I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me♪
♪ Into a silence that kills me♪
♪ There Billy stands in 20-below gripping his coat...♪
Then he takes her down to the basement, too.
Why would upperclassmen
be wearing pig masks at the party?
I thought only the pledges wore them.
I don't know.
- They shouldn't be. - (elevator bell dings)
Friends of the pledge, James Linwood, check out.
What about his family?
Parents live on the west coast, no siblings.
Christy was at the party with a friend named Lauryn.
Trevor met Christy but he didn't spend any time with her.
She was there, though. We have a connection now.
And I don't think the pledge dying
was the only thing that happened that night.
What do you think?
Marcus witnessed something strange.
He saw Trevor talking to Christy's friend,
then he saw Trevor talking to two upperclassmen
that he didn't recognize because they were wearing pig masks,
then he saw them all go down to the basement.
ROSSI: If something nefarious happened in the basement,
the UnSub could be angry about that, not the dead pledge.
Maybe Christy's friend Lauryn knows something.
Well, we know there's no statement
from Christy for that night,
and there's also nothing for anyone named Lauryn.
Yeah, a lot of the kids ran off when the police showed up.
We need to find Lauryn; she could break this case open.
(monitor beeping steadily)
(sighs): Do you...
need another minute?
(sniffles)
No.
(alarm beeping rapidly)
- (rapid beeping continues) - (clicks machine off)
(sustained beep tone)
- (click) - (beeping stops)
(soft, trembling breath)
Sheila?
I know this wasn't easy.
Call me anytime.
I can help with the grieving process.
Thanks, but I won't be needing this.
DOCTOR: Keep it.
(sighs): You may, uh, change your mind.
I won't.
(crying quietly)
YOUNG MAN: Adam!
(indistinct talking)
(man's muffled breathing)
(Christy's muffled whimper)
(grunts)
(muffled yell)
- (grunting) - (whimpering)
(muffled grunting)
(grunting)
(frustrated grunt)
(door opens)
(muffled grunting)
(muffled grunting continues)
(woman's muffled crying)
(pained grunt)
I want to know everything you did that night.
- What have you got, Garcia? - Sir, I've got a humongous hit.
Now, there are only six Lauryns within a hundred-mile radius
of Mecklinburg State, all of which are clean.
But you know how I love to cross-check a thing,
so I did just that with Christy White's texts,
e-mails and social media, of which there are literally
thousands of messages, and I found you a 19-year-old
Lauryn-Anne Harrison... Lauryn-hyphen-Anne
being her full first name,
which is why she didn't show up in my initial search.
- And what's her deal? - Her deal is that
she took an English lit class with Christy.
They've been in touch sporadically,
but their last exchange was the night James Linwood died.
Why did they stop talking?
Uh...
Maybe it's because Lauryn's been in a coma
and hooked up to a ventilator for a little over a year.
- What happened? - Heart attack
and brain damage due to severe hypothermia
and alcohol poisoning.
And where is she now, Garcia?
Right now she is, uh,
hopefully in Heaven, because her sister,
like, just signed the paperwork
to have her taken off life support.
- Wait, her sister? What about her parents? - Parent.
Susan, single mom.
Died of ovarian cancer seven years ago.
Sheila, her sister, was 18 at the time,
so she retained custody
of Lauryn...
(gasps) Oh, bless their hearts.
The medical bills from the mom and Lauryn
- totally bankrupted them. - We need to find Sheila.
GARCIA: Work and home address just sent.
So this isn't about what happened to James Linwood.
This is about revenge for
whatever happened to Lauryn on that night.
Morgan, you and JJ take the home address.
We'll take the work.
FBI!
JJ: Clear.
It's clear here.
What, is she moving out?
If her sister's medical bills bankrupted her;
maybe she's being forced to.
February 16.
(sighs) That was the day of the pig party.
Looks like it's turned into an obsession.
- Or some kind of investigation. - JJ: So she lost her mom.
A few years later she goes bankrupt,
and then she loses her sister.
(sighs) Talk about stressors.
Especially since James's death was the only thing that made
the headlines from that night. No one said
- a thing about Lauryn. - Maybe no one actually knows
exactly what happened to her.
Well, she wants answers, and she thinks the victims have it.
(Christy's muffled whimpering)
ADAM: We were drunk.
I can't remember everything.
- No? - Mm.
(crying) I'm sorry.
(man's muffled groan)
ADAM: Don't, please.
(Christy's muffled sobbing)
No... don't...
please!
(muffled talking)
Don't! (yells, whimpers)
That jog your memory, Mr. Quarterback?
All right, thanks, Hotch.
I'll keep you posted.
Sheila Harrison quit her job two days ago.
That's strange, given her dire financial situation.
Yeah, moving out, quitting her job.
She could be close to her endgame.
Which is what?
This right here is Dr. Calder,
- Mike Smith's friend. - Wait, St. Luke's?
There's a stack of old medical bills from there.
So Dr. Calder worked at the same hospital
where Lauryn was treated.
GARCIA (over phone): Eyebrows, Angel, I love you.
- Whatcha need? - Hey, Mama.
I need all you got on a Dr. Edward Calder.
- (tapping keyboard) -Well, he's been an ER doc at St. Luke's
- for the past 15 years. - All right, Garcia,
what was the date that Lauryn-Anne
first checked into St. Luke's?
February 17, 2013.
- The day after the party. - Was Dr. Calder
- on duty? - Well, yes, he was.
All right, can you pull up her chart from that day?
JJ, can I pull up? Is the pope a Catholic?
Uh, minor cuts and bruises, hypothermia,
alcohol poisoning... we know all this.
Oh, this we do not know.
What?
Apparently, she had some pretty rough sex
that night, with multiple partners...
three, to be exact.
And no raincoats.
They found DNA... ew.
Maybe she was raped.
Uh-uh. It says in the report that it was consensual sex.
We're gonna need to talk to Dr. Calder again.
Thanks, boo.
Sorry for the wait.
EDWARD: How dare you.
- (door closes) - You send police to my job?
Well, we wanted to be sure.
What's this about?
Lauryn-Anne Harrison.
Who's that?
Well, this is your signature, isn't it?
Yes, it is, but it's an ER.
I get lots of cases.
ROSSI: Yeah, but the funny thing is,
you actually wrote two reports on her that night,
and I have the original
- right here. - HOTCH: You wrote this one
three hours before the one that you actually filed.
In the earlier report,
you said that there was possible evidence of sexual assault.
But a few hours later you changed your mind. Why?
It's a medical opinion...
- I'm allowed to change it. - But in the later report,
you neglected to mention the bruises on her neck.
That's not an opinion.
ROSSI: Look, here's how it's gonna go, Doc.
You're gonna tell us everything you know
about what happened that night.
HOTCH: And if the information that you give us
leads to an arrest, we might consider
not charging you with obstruction of justice.
I only know names...
not details.
Trevor Burkett.
Christopher Stafford.
Um... Adam Richmond.
Adam was a football player.
Quarterback. Team captain.
Mike pressured me to change the report
so he wouldn't get kicked off the team.
Know why you're here, Christopher?
The cops told me I was under arrest for r-rape.
(clears throat)
Lauryn-Anne Harrison.
You recognize her?
- (whispers): Yeah. - And we may actually
have enough to convict you for rape and homicide.
What?
JJ: She died today.
From injuries she sustained the night of the party.
- No. - Your friend Trevor went missing,
and when we found him... this is what he looked like.
Oh, my God!
The only way to help yourself, Christopher, is to tell us
exactly what happened that night.
Right now.
It wasn't my idea, I swear.
(Lauryn screams, cries)
(Lauryn grunts)
(Lauryn gasping, grunting)
LAURYN (sobbing): No, no...
(gasp echoing)
They took turns.
And what about you?
- They made me. - Made you?
Did they hold a gun to your head?
(sighs)
And then what happened?
(bottle cap unscrewing)
(cap clatters onto floor)
STAFFORD: When it was over,
Adam forced her to drink a whole bottle of vodka.
Drink.
BLAKE: Why?
STAFFORD: To make sure she was blackout drunk...
(moans)
No, all of it. All of it.
... and wouldn"t remember anything
that happened.
(Lauryn coughing)
And then what did you do?
We waited for her to pass out.
And then we got
her address off her phone and drove her home.
Don't you say it like you did her a favor and gave her a lift,
you son of a bitch.
(sniffles) I'm so sorry.
You're sorry?
Well, I am, too, and here we are.
"Sorry" doesn't change a damn thing.
You know, she called me that night from the driveway.
When I listened to the message,
she was so drunk I could barely understand a word.
She just kept apologizing.
She said your names.
So I know you killed her.
And you covered it up.
According to his financial records, it looks
like Michael Smith is more than a Mecklinburg State booster.
He's also kind of shady.
- How so? - Well, he's got
a business account that makes automatic monthly transfers
to a sporting goods company called Star-Gear.
And that particular company supplies
the Mecklinburg State football team with all their equipment.
JJ: He also purchased several cars for the players,
in addition to paying off their DUI fines and attorney fees.
That explains why he wanted the rape charges to go away.
Adam Richmond had to be the reason Smith got involved
in the first place.
Calder, the ER doc, knew
that Lauryn had been raped, so he called Michael Smith
- and they covered it up. - So how in the world
did Sheila know who to go after in the first place?
Her sister must have told her somehow.
But how? She was in a coma.
I'll have Garcia go through the phone records again.
- Maybe we missed something. - JJ: Well, since her sister's
dead now, she may begin to unravel.
Adam Richmond was just reported missing.
He was supposed to meet his football coach,
and now he's nowhere to be found.
At first I wanted you to suffer.
But there's not much point in that now, is there?
(Michael shouts, muffled)
Sheila probably took her victims back to where it all started.
Isn't the old Beta Sigma Delta house fully occupied?
Yes, and I just confirmed that the basement was converted
to a yoga studio last month.
Symbolism is important to Sheila, though.
MORGAN: She must be on or near campus. She'd want to get
as close as she could to the crime scene.
And she'd need a place where she could drive in
and unload her victims but remain unseen.
Garcia, are there any vacant buildings
within a five-mile radius
- of the fraternity house? - Checking now.
I've got a condemned house on Walnut that's scheduled
to be razed for the new chemistry building,
and there's a dormitory on the East Hill
that's currently under renovation.
I'm sending you both addresses now.
All right, Morgan, you, Dave and JJ go to the condemned house.
The rest of us will take the dorm.
(panting)
Your turn.
They're all pigs, but I didn't do anything.
You took her there.
How was I supposed to know this was gonna happen?
Why did you leave without her?
She was having a good time.
I thought she met someone that she liked.
(door creaks)
Rossi.
The truth is you decided to save your own skin.
You took off when the cops showed up, right?
I tried to find her, but I couldn't.
Well, you must have heard later that she was in the hospital.
But you never called.
Or came to visit.
We had one class together.
It's not like we were the best of friends.
No.
No... no... (moans)
MORGAN: Sheila Harrison, FBI.
- Drop that weapon. - Help me!
Don't come any closer. I'll put this right in her neck.
Sheila, we know what happened to Lauryn.
MORGAN: We promise you that we will get justice for her.
Where were you when I tried to tell the cops
what they did to my sister?
ROSSI: I know you want retribution,
- but this is a mistake. - SHEILA: The mistake
is how they raped her and then they threw her outside
like a bag of trash.
You blame yourself for letting Lauryn go to that party.
She was my responsibility.
When I got home,
- there she was, half dead, - Lauryn!
Laying on the front lawn.
ROSSI: You are not responsible
for what happened, but you can help us put away
the people who are.
MORGAN: Sheila.
Let her go.
(Christy whimpers)
(Christy crying)
♪♪
(jet engines whooshing)
(beep)
(JJ groans quietly)
Everything all right?
Yeah.
I noticed you've been a little distracted lately.
Person, place or thing?
(chuckles) Person.
Oh.
Is it SDU time already?
S-D... Excuse me?
JJ: SDU.
"She Doesn't Understand.
(imitates Morgan): "Yo, she doesn't understand our schedule.
Yo, baby girl, she doesn't understand how hard our job is."
- I do not sound like that. - Anyway,
SDU usually hits around the five- or six-month mark.
That's when you break up with a girlfriend or, more likely,
you force her to break up with you so you're not the bad guy.
Damn, you don't pull any punches, do you?
Look, it's really quite simple.
You either want a relationship or you don't.
And if you don't, accept the fact that you might be alone
forever.
How do you and Will do it?
It's hard.
Takes a lot of effort.
But work is what makes it work.
I guess this is the part where you tell me it's worth it.
Look, we're not the only ones
with demanding jobs, Derek.
So you need to ask yourself,
what are you really afraid of?
You know, I think I liked you better
when you were the press liaison.
No, you didn't. (chuckles)
(gasps)
Hey.
Hi.
Listen, um...
- about the other day... - Look, Derek,
um, I don't want to pressure you into anything...
Okay, look, Savannah, I...
I will do whatever it takes...
to be with you.
I am in love with you.
I love you, too.
(quiet laugh)
Ah.
Hey, so, your folks...
(both chuckle)
...are they here yet?
I am actually on my way to pick them up at the airport.
I'll drive.
Mm... no way.
What? What do you mean?
I have seen your driving.
I'm driving.
Oh, so this is how it's gonna be?
Yep.
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