Perception

Sigmund Freud may have been

a cigar-chomping sexist pig with mommy issues.

But when it comes to his theory of the unconscious,

turns out he pretty much nailed it.

The tools of modern neuroscience,

functional brain imaging and EEG,

support Freud's claim that consciousness is just the tip of the iceberg.

Here's an iceberg.

According to Herr Doktor Freud,

the mind is divided into three levels...

The conscious,

the preconscious, submerged just below the surface, representing our memories.

And the unconscious...

where the id resides.

You heard me. The id.

The part of our personality that's primitive and instinctive,

and wants what it wants, and it wants it right now.

If the id were left unchecked,

we might find ourselves grabbing things out of people's hands.

Or... or acting out our kinkiest sexual fantasies in public.

So, how do we stop our ids from ruining our lives?

Agent Krueger.

Agent Moretti, thanks for coming.

I was told to brace myself.

It's not, uh... Pretty.

Walter and Janice Bosworth.

Perp cut their throats while they slept.

There's hardly any blood spatter.

Their carotids were severed.

So no spray, just a big flood.

Which the mattress absorbed like a king-sized sponge.

Next door, we've got the Bosworths' youngest.

Ben, 22.

He just graduated from Ohio State.

He planned on opening a kayaking business in Wyoming.

- Same M.O.? - Yeah, the killer was quick, efficient.

But with the next victim, we got something a little different.

The Bosworths' son-in-law, Roy Meier,

was killed in the hall.

Looks like he stepped out of the bedroom,

took the intruder by surprise, and was stabbed in the gut.

The murder weapon is over here.

No prints. It was wiped clean.

The knife came from a set in the Bosworths' kitchen.

Written in blood.

Yeah, I think... think the killer was trying to suggest

this was an act of poetic justice.

How so?

let's get some air. Come on.

Walter and Janice owned J.W.B. Meats,

one of the midwest's largest pork producers.

They've been getting hassled by an animal-rights group called BARN.

What's that stand for? "brutal assholes" something?

Better animal rights now.

They started out doing peaceful protests, you know,

like staging petting zoos at grocery stores.

But they got themselves added to the joint terrorist task force watch list

by sabotaging factory farms, arson, death threats.

Sounds like they're not messing around.

How'd they get into the house?

Well, we're not sure.

Uh, there's no sign of forced entry.

Their neighbor spotted a gray van cruising the area

several times in the past few weeks.

- Plates? - No.

Was she the one who called the cops?

No, it was the Bosworths' middle child, Connie Meier.

She was married to the dead guy in the hall.

She survived by locking herself in the bathroom and calling 911.

I guess she came out at some point, because when the cops showed up,

she had the victims' blood on her.

- What did she say? - Nothing. That's the problem.

I mean, she was too shell-shocked to speak. Paramedics took her to the hospital.

She has one surviving brother.

He's there with her.

I, uh... I was told you work with some kind of head doctor

who's good with these sort of things?

Special Agent Moretti. This is Dr. Daniel Pierce.

- Tom. - We're very sorry for your loss.

We were actually hoping to speak with your sister.

The doctor sedated her.

Did she say anything to you before they put her under?

She wouldn't talk to me.

What can you tell us about BARN?

They're lowlifes.

The reason that Connie, Roy, and Ben flew in

was because my parents called a family meeting.

They were sick and tired of being terrorized.

Terrorized how?

It started when those scumbags went undercover

at one of our processing facilities.

Caught some animal abuse on camera.

My parents didn't even know about it, but BARN publicly crucified them anyway.

Then they sabotaged a meat locker.

Caused $100,000 worth of damage.

They... they threw pig's blood on my brother, Ben,

during his college graduation.

I think that's what convinced my parents they had to do something drastic.

Well, we're selling the business.

Walter: You're all doing very well,

so instead of leaving an inheritance,

which you don't really need,

we figured we'd make a big contribution to a worthy charity

and be done with BARN

and the pork business once and for all.

We'll be making an official announcement tomorrow,

but we wanted to let all of you know first.

And how did you feel about their decision?

I hated that they were knuckling under BARN's pressure,

but I couldn't care less about the inheritance,

if that's what you're getting at. I have all I need.

And what about your sister? Was she as blithely indifferent

to losing the family fortune as you were?

No. She wasn't "blithely indifferent."

She was supportive.

She said that they were ready to retire anyway.

If selling the business would give them peace of mind,

we should support that.

So you just went over there for dinner and then you left?

I live 15 minutes away. There was no reason for me to stay over.

If I had, maybe... I could've done something.

Kate: Anyone want a t-shirt?

Got to hand it to them... What they lack in subtlety,

- they make up for in irony. - You really think this group

does everything they can to stop the butchering of farm animals

and then suddenly decides to kill four human animals?

No offense, Dr. Pierce, but you're an expert on the brain,

not terrorism.

Plenty of groups that espouse altruistic ideas resort to violence.

Sure, but what's more likely?

That the killer's the woman with motive and the victims' blood on her,

or the vegans did it and left a giant arrow on the wall, pointing in their direction?

Hey, Connie Meier was severely traumatized.

No offense, Agent Krueger, but you're an expert on terrorism, not the brain.

Her trauma could stem from having killed her family,

or it could be an act.

You think you can get her to talk?

- You're new here, yeah? - Hey, listen, pal...

Daniel.

I'll let you know what she has to say.

Good.

Of course, we'll look at anyone who could've had a grudge

against the Bosworths.

Meantime, JTTF will keep focusing on BARN.

Knock yourself out.

From what the neighbor said about the van,

it seems like they were doing surveillance on the house.

Yeah, yeah.

We also got a lead on how they could have gotten in.

Bosworths' house cleaner called in sick a couple weeks back,

had her daughter fill in.

Gave her the security code.

Turns out, the daughter "liked" BARN on Facebook.

Anyone question her yet?

We verified her alibi on the night of the murders,

but, um, she wouldn't say anything about BARN.

No one involved with that group talks to outsiders.

They all live together like a... a damn cult.

Well, can you get someone on the inside, earn their trust,

find some hard evidence?

We've been trying to infiltrate for months.

The problem is this woman... Reagan Harper.

She's the ringleader.

She likes to recruit people, but so far, she hasn't taken our bait.

What do you know about her?

32, highly educated, strong-willed,

acutely attuned sense of justice.

What we need is someone she'll relate to.

Kate: Man, these people don't just have radical beliefs about food.

They're also anti-consumer, anti-government,

and all about living off the grid.

And you're just planning on moving in with these people?

Well, first I have to gain their trust, but if I'm lucky, yeah.

Kate, we're getting married in a month.

Donnie, I'm not gonna miss our wedding.

But these freegan freaks might've killed four people.

You're right.

I guess we should reschedule the tasting with the caterers tomorrow.

No. No, don't put it off. Just do it without me.

You know what I like.

Just promise me you'll be safe.

Relax. I know what I'm doing. I'm a trained FBI Agent, remember?

How could I forget?

All I have to do is stick to my cover story,

do whatever it takes to make friends, even if it means eating tofu, and...

Oh, that reminds me... don't forget to pick a vegetarian option for Daniel, okay?

Meat is murder! Meat is murder! Meat is murder!

Meat is murder! Meat is murder!

Do you have any idea what sort of unconscionable cruelty

- went into making these hot dogs? - Please leave me alone.

No, not until you learn how those meat sticks get made.

After all the pigs and chickens are forced to live miserable lives on factory floors,

they are then murdered.

And then their flesh is mechanically separated from their bones.

Yeah, but they don't get all the bones out.

Some of it gets ground up with all the bits

that nobody wants to eat, like the snouts and the tails.

And then it all gets pureed into a sludge

and stuffed into a synthetic collagen casing.

Hey, enjoy your wieners full of sodium nitrates and suffering, lady.