Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: I get it, okay? You're disappointed with the way we handled Emily.
Dr. Spencer Reid: [Dodging her] Listen, I have a lot going on, alright?
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: You know what *I* think it is?
Dr. Spencer Reid: What?
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: You're mad that Hotch and I controlled our micro expressions at the hospital and you weren't able to detect our deception.
Dr. Spencer Reid: [Hurt beginning to show beneath his anger] You think this is about my *profiling skills*? Jennifer, listen: the only reason you were able to manage my perceptions is because I *trusted* you! I came to your house for *ten* weeks in a row, crying over losing a friend, and not *once* did you have the decency to tell me the truth.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: [Guiltily, fighting tears] I couldn't.
Dr. Spencer Reid: [Skeptically] You *couldn't*, or you *wouldn't*?
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: [Frustrated] No, I *couldn't*!
Dr. Spencer Reid: [a little more calmly now] What if I had started taking dilaudid again? Would you have let me?
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: [a little nervously] You didn't.
Dr. Spencer Reid: Yeah, but I thought about it.
[Starts to leave]
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: Spence!
[Spencer stops and looks back at her impatiently]
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: I'm sorry!
Dr. Spencer Reid: It's too late! Alright?
[He walks away, leaving JJ almost in tears and the rest of the team looking concerned]
David Rossi: So, are you gonna get psychological counseling for the team or handle it internally?
Aaron Hotchner: No, I think that if we all just got together, maybe a cooking lesson at the home of one of our founders...
David Rossi: Oh, no, not you, too.
Aaron Hotchner: It could boost morale.
David Rossi: Is this an order?
Aaron Hotchner: No, it's just a very tempered suggestion.
David Rossi: Tempered suggestion.
David Rossi: Cooking is the most sensual art form. And these are my paints.
Penelope Garcia: So your hands must be brushes.
David Rossi: Don't interrupt. In a pot of boiling water, we cook our spaghetti until it's al dente, firm to the tooth. Here you go. Everybody pass it around. See? Feel the texture. There we go. Okay. Now, in a large pan, we fry up our pancetta. Keeping a sharp eye that the edges are crisp.
Aaron Hotchner: But careful not to burn the onions.
David Rossi: Bravo, Aaron! We sauté until translucence.
Derek Morgan: [hearing ding-dong] I got it.
David Rossi: Grazie mille!
[seeing JJ raises the glass to her lips, puts up a hand to stop her]
David Rossi: Oh! Now, we mix in the eggs, the parmesan, the spaghetti and parsley. You see, it's all about timing and rhythm. And if you don't feel yourself doing it properly, please, order a pizza.
Dr. Spencer Reid: Sorry, I'm late.
David Rossi: Yeah. And this is why I cook alone.
Emily Prentiss: So, when do we get to drink the wine?
David Rossi: Almost there. Okay. We start at the beginning. You eat what you cook, I'll supervise, but we're gonna do this all together, just like a family.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: [holding the glass] Okay now?
David Rossi: Now. Salud!
[the team is still in shock Prentiss is alive]
David Rossi: How's Reid?
Aaron Hotchner: He's angry and frustrated. I'm surprised everybody isn't.
David Rossi: Ah, some of us had an inkling.
[Hotch looks at Rossi in surprise]
David Rossi: What? I'm good at what I do.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: Maybe she offended him.
Dr. Spencer Reid: [sarcastically] Wonder what that's like.
Dr. Spencer Reid: [voiceover] "If it is a miracle, any sort of evidence will answer; but if it is a fact, proof is necessary." ~~ Mark Twain
David Rossi: [voiceover] Scott Adams wrote, "Nothing inspires forgiveness quite like revenge."
Dr. Spencer Reid: People have an innate curiosity to see things in order to confirm them.
Emily Prentiss: Look, Reid, I know you're mad at us because we didn't tell you what really happened, and I understand that. But I promise you, we had no choice. You mourned the loss of a friend. I mourned the loss of six.
[Prentiss lets out a frustrated sigh]
Emily Prentiss: This whole thing gave me an ulcer. Please don't give me another one.
Penelope Garcia: Okay, you can be honest. I can take it.
David Rossi: Okay, I prefer my pasta al dente, and the pancetta was a little weird.
Penelope Garcia: Oh, that's 'cause it's tofu.
David Rossi: Tofu? I give you my recipe and you do an improv?
Penelope Garcia: No, no. I followed it down to the micron, aside from the pig. Look, master of all things Italian, I am having a Fellini festival at my house this weekend, and I must serve the beautiful food of his country.
David Rossi: Maybe you should show a Disney film and stick with burgers.
Derek Morgan: You know, Rossi, you could always give Penelope a cooking lesson.
Penelope Garcia: Oh, my gosh, that would be amazing. That would be like... That would be like the Iron Chef meets the BAU. And we could do it at your house.
David Rossi: I don't have a house, I have a mansion.
Aaron Hotchner: All right. Let's get started.
Cy Bradstone: [to video camcorder] Every story has a beginning. But the part I like best is the end.
Teen Cy: Guess who I went to second base with?
Teen Matt: Who, Cy?
Teen Cy: Lyla Smith.
Teen Matt: Bull!
Teen Cy: Get back here! Why don't you believe me?
Teen Matt: Because you lie!
Cy Bradstone: [voiceover] I grew up normal, in a normal house, the size of a castle. I played sports. Sang in the choir for the President of the United States. And celebrated my birthdays with four-story cakes flown straight from Paris.
Dr. Spencer Reid: So, Beth got off the bus here and headed northwest toward class.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: It's amazing no one witnessed her abduction.
Dr. Spencer Reid: Emily was buried six feet under and wound up in Paris, so I guess anything's possible, right?
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: So, that is what this is about.
Dr. Spencer Reid: Maybe our UnSub's a little bit like Bundy. He feigns an injury in order to get her to help him.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: Look, Spence, if you want to talk about this...
Dr. Spencer Reid: Maybe he tried other tactics, like, "You're really pretty. You should be a model. I can take your photo."
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: I'll take that as no.
Dr. Spencer Reid: Either one would disarm her.
Matt Bradstone: You never told me that.
Cy Bradstone: Yes, I did, yes, I did, yes, I did! But you thought I was lying and then you married my girl!
Matt Bradstone: So, this is what you do, Cy? Why didn't you just hurt me?
Cy Bradstone: I take away your senses, Matt. The last one is hearing. And if I take that, you wouldn't be able to listen to what I did to her.
Matt Bradstone: You son of a bitch! You taped my daughter?
Cy Bradstone: You son of a bitch!
Matt Bradstone: You son of a bitch!
Cy Bradstone: [smiles] You son of a bitch!
Aaron Hotchner: [Reid has been giving JJ the cold shoulder] Reid. If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at me.
Dr. Spencer Reid: I... can't. I didn't come to your house crying for ten weeks.
Emily Prentiss: Hey, Morgan? What do I do about Reid?
Derek Morgan: Emily, there's a lot about you being back that's unresolved.
Emily Prentiss: Oh... are you pissed at me, too?
Derek Morgan: Come on, now. How can I be? You're here.
Emily Prentiss: [relieved] Thank you. Because I know what you went through. Grief counseling, you carried my coffin.
Derek Morgan: Yeah, I sure did. What was in that thing, anyway?
[Lyla is explaining her history with Cy in high school]
Lyla Bradstone: I didn't know what to do. My friends laughed, but... I didn't want to be mean, so I went in the closet with him.
Derek Morgan: And what happened next?
Lyla Bradstone: I let him feel me up.
Emily Prentiss: How did he behave after that?
Lyla Bradstone: He started following me around at school. Then one day, he overheard me tell a friend how gross I thought he was.
Derek Morgan: How he talked, how he smelled.
Matt Bradstone: [Lyla nods] Why didn't you tell me this?
Lyla Bradstone: I was sixteen. We had just started dating.
Emily Prentiss: Does Cy know about your recent marital problems?
Matt Bradstone: Yeah. I... I told him a couple of months ago.
Derek Morgan: [to Lyla] And then he probably started making advances towards you which you had to reject.
Emily Prentiss: That's what triggered the killings.
Lyla Bradstone: [crying] I did this?
Derek Morgan: No. No, ma'am. The events did.
Emily Prentiss: [walking in hall on JJ's left] So, you finished the course?
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: [some pride in her voice] Mmmhmmm. And completed my case rotation.
Emily Prentiss: Hotch says he's never seen a rookie profiler analyze and write up cases as well as you.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: He said that?
Emily Prentiss: [laughing somewhat as she begins to talk] Yeah, well, after all the cases you presented over the years, I'm not surprised.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: Hmm. Hey, where have you been?
[camera quickly pans to Spencer and Emily and JJ catch up]
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: I wanted to do brunch this weekend.
Dr. Spencer Reid: [feigns busyness] I had to deal with some stuff with my mom; have you seen Garcia?
[walks ahead and they stop]
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: [question in her voice] Uh, she's with Rossi...
[gestures to Reid]
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: he hates me.
Emily Prentiss: [scoffs sympathetically] Mm, he was just busy.
Emily Prentiss: Let it go.
Cy Bradstone: [recording himself and scene] And this is where my brother lives now!
Matt Bradstone: [happy] There you are, Cy!
Lyla Bradstone: I got you clothes. Bought you some shampoo and toothpaste.
[Matt goes to hug his brother]
Cy Bradstone: [films self] See? We're the perfect American story!
Cy Bradstone: Yeah, yeah, yeah, ok. Turn that thing off an' come on in. Come on.
Cy Bradstone: [Cy grins and it fades as he watches his brother and wife go in the house] Every story has a beginning.
Cy Bradstone: But the part I like best is the end.
[a montage of his torture is shown; the screams heard; cut to credits]
Cy Bradstone: [driving and recording, panning to road to himself] My brother and I played kickball over there. And-and-and here is where we would hide from the police after stealing magic potions from the toy store. I don't know why they wouldn't believe me when I told them we were gonna make things with it.
[camera cuts to another scene]
Cy Bradstone: I still build things now! I-I took apart a 1961 Desoto. A-a-a-and built a generator from scratch! It's SO powerful, i-it could light a Springsteen concert!
Cy Bradstone: But for now, it... it just lights my room.
[laughs and opens two different doors to a kidnapped and tied up woman with her eyes held wide open by grey tape and uncomfortably reclined]
Beth: [hysterical] What are you - what you doing?
[crying and gasping simultaneously]
Beth: I don't understand. I'll do anything-please! Don't hurt me!
Cy Bradstone: Shh, shh, shhhh, shh, shhhhh. Why-why would I hurt you?
[puts acid in a dropper and he will obviously be putting it in her eyes]
Beth: [screaming] No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No-aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
[screams fade into echos]
Aaron Hotchner: All right; let's get started.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: Oh.
[Realizes the cases are not hers and proudly hands the information over to a thankful Garcia]
Penelope Garcia: Alright, Mes Amis.
[stands to present]
Penelope Garcia: You are jetting to Durant, Oklahoma, because, in the last three days, two women have been found dead after being sexually tortured and then blinded with a sulfuric acid solution. Abby Elcott is our first victim; 19-year-old art student; she was heading to campus for an advanced drawing class. She'd been missing for two days. Same goes for our second victim, Beth Westerly, 17.
[draws a breath]
Penelope Garcia: She had just finished her coffee shop shift and was on her way to a bar method class.
Emily Prentiss: Both low-risk victims.
Derek Morgan: And physically similar.
David Rossi: How close are the two abduction sites?
Penelope Garcia: [looking down at information] 5 miles apart at bus stops. Abby's cell was found near one. Beth's scarf near the other.
[map illustrates her words]
Dr. Spencer Reid: Where're the dump sites?
Penelope Garcia: One in an alley, the other in a field.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: So he stapled their eyes open, then he blinded them.
[Spencer's reaction to JJ is seen and she notices it]
Derek Morgan: It's about power and control; maybe he didn't want them to watch while he hurt 'em.
Dr. Spencer Reid: Or it could be about shame; perhaps the unsub is disfigured himself. Blinding the victims leaves them helpless, lost, totally dependent; it may be a manifestation of how he sees himself in this world.
Emily Prentiss: It is a form of enucleation, just without the scalpel.
David Rossi: His face is the last they see before darkness.
Aaron Hotchner: Garcia, come up with a list of jobs that would give the unsub access to sulfuric acid. The rest of us, wheels up in 30 minutes.
[arises from seat]
Dr. Spencer Reid: [voiceover as plane flies] If it is a miracle, any sort of evidence will answer. But if it is a fact, proof is necessary. Mark Twain.
Aaron Hotchner: Victimology is very similar. Blonde-haired, blue-eyed teenage girls.
[looks at photos]
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: We believe they were each abducted near public transportation stops.
Emily Prentiss: [holds up photo] When was this photo taken?
Derek Morgan: Beth was caught on a bank surveillance camera 3 hours before she disappeared; that's a recent photo of Abby.
Emily Prentiss: So, she wasn't found in the same clothes she was abducted in.
David Rossi: Maybe he changed them because hers were burned by the sulfuric acid.
Dr. Spencer Reid: It's possible. Sulfuric acid can turn human flesh into soap.
[JJ's face as Reid is talking is shown as affected due to their conflict]
Aaron Hotchner: Garcia, any recent similar cases in the surrounding area?
Penelope Garcia: [on laptop] Actually, yes. Two months ago, a prostitute and a runaway were both found raped and killed and they had stab wounds to their eyes.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: So maybe he practiced on high-risk victims first.
Derek Morgan: And then advanced to chemical enucleation.
Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau: Isn't that a rare paraphilia?
Emily Prentiss: Well, the chemical part is. It would exacerbate the pain.
David Rossi: Like Ed Kemper, he's probably practicing on surrogates, before going after the real object of his rage.
Aaron Hotchner: Dave, you and I will talk to the parents. Morgan and Prentiss, go to the disposal sites. JJ, you and Reid to the abduction sites.
[JJ and Reid's faces reflect their feelings about the orders]