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Previously on "Criminal Minds"...
We're taking you home.
Garcia: Do you really think that he can handle it,
I mean, all that reid's been through?
Lewis: We all know what that can do to the psyche of an inmate.
Rossi: Scratch has surfaced again,
this time at jack's school,
which is why Hotch and Jack have now entered the program.
Witness protection.
We might have a new lead on Mr. Scratch.
This text, it's a trap. Let's go.
Guys?
Guys?
Don't go to voice mail. Don't go to voice mail.
Don't go to voice mail.
Prentiss, on phone: This is SSA Emily Prentiss.
I can't take your call right now, so--
Hey, I came as soon as I could.
What's wrong? They're gone.
They're all gone.
I'll drive. Yeah.
Correct. Penelope Grace Garcia,
technical analyst, badge number 0019ER0.
I am with international response team
special agent Matt Simmons.
Yeah. I know, but SSA Spencer Reid
hasn't been reinstated yet, so--
Oh, my god, I know this is protocol,
but you need to stop asking me questions
and send backup to the coordinates
I just gave you right now, please...
And medical.
Send lots of medical.
Garcia: No, no...
OK. Come on. I got you. I got you. I got you. I got you.
Jag-off ambushed us,
didn't even see him coming.
All right. We got to get you off that leg, OK?
No, no. I'm fine. I'm fine.
I'll flag down the cavalry.
You go check on the team.
Yes, the team,
the team, the team.
What can I do? I can't see.
What can I do? How can I help?
I can't see. Ugh!
Wait. All right. I see it, OK? I see it.
You got some broken glass in your scalp, JJ, OK?
Just hold this till the ambulance comes, all right?
Stephen? It'll be here soon.
Stephen?
He's gone. He's gone.
I can't leave him alone like this.
Simmons: Luke! Luke!
Tara, can you tell me where you're hurt?
Um, I think I'm going into shock.
OK. All right. I got you.
Tara, we're gonna warm you up, all right?
Bleeding internally, but we'll get
some blood to your brain.
All right. Listen.
You're gonna want to go to sleep.
We can't let you do that. You got to stay with us, OK?
Stay with us. Over here!
Those spike strips took out our two SUVs.
Then the truck blindsided us.
We have 6 agents that are--
Where's Emily?
Prentiss: Where am I?
You were in a car crash, a bad one.
Oh, my god, what happened?
Your SUV sustained the brunt of the impact.
Specifically, you sustained it.
Do you remember?
No. I--
Wait. Yeah. My team.
Take--take it easy, agent Prentiss.
Got you stabilized, but you got to stay put.
Where am I? This isn't a hospital.
I've been in enough hospitals.
I know how they sound, how they smell,
so where the hell am I?
You're being taken care of.
We both are.
Wait. What-- What does that mean?
I don't understand you.
Yeah. She's conscious.
Well, hello, Emily.
Son of a bitch.
It's nice to meet you, too, finally.
Did you grab all of us, huh?
Are we all here? Luke! JJ!
No. It's just you.
Your team is fine, by the way.
Excuse me. I take that back.
The truck I drove into your team
did kill SSA Stephen walker--
Whiplash, tragic, leaves behind a wife
and two children, I believe.
No. That's good.
Get it all out.
I will make sure you fry for this.
Will you?
Well, maybe you should take a look
at yourself first...
Because from where I'm standing,
you won't be doing much of anything
for the rest of your life.
Reid: "hold on when there is nothing in you
except the will which says, "hold on."
Rudyard Kipling.
Hey...
Spence. You OK?
I'm...
I need to call will.
I did. I did. He's on the way.
Right. Right.
Oh, Monica,
Stephen's wife.
Someone needs to call her and tell them.
Rossi's refusing treatment
until he speaks to both of us.
What's going on?
Shut up and listen. All right.
First, you, go through my pants pockets
and find my keys.
Second, you, you're back on the team.
Not sure I should be.
Has the director approved that?
I'm making the calls now.
I'll take the heat. You're back on the team.
I got them.
There's a little one there
to a file cabinet in my office.
You following me?
Yeah. Following you.
Inside, there's Chicago bears season tickets.
When you get them, you call Matt Simmons.
I promised him those tickets.
They must have given him something
in the ambulance to make him loopy.
I'll get the doctor.
We'll get him into surgery.
Just shut up and listen.
Now, Emily is missing. Stephen is dead.
As for you two ass clowns,
you'll do me the courtesy of following my orders.
Your orders aren't making sense.
Follow my orders,
and then I'll go into surgery.
This has got nothing to do with season tickets.
"ass clown"?
So scratch hacked my phone tonight
using something called a man in the middle attack.
That means he's on a specific radio frequency.
And you're thinking he's using the same
radio frequency to activate these spikes.
Well, he is a man of habit.
Maybe we can use that habit to locate him
and figure out--
This is how I profile.
Oh, oh, oh. Hold. Freeze. Freeze.
You just hit it. Hold on.
All right. Back it up.
Booyah.
Now we got the frequency.
We just have to figure out
where he's broadcasting it from.
OK. That is easier said than done.
Radio signals work on a preset range.
We'll walk or drive in and out of proximity to it.
And he could be bouncing it
off multiple buildings.
Yeah. That's also true.
OK. The least I could do is make sure scratch
doesn't ambush us again, so the next time he goes live,
I'll set up some sort of signal, like--
Garcia: They have to take him to the hospital, anyway?
Yeah. That's the proper procedure.
Simmons: Need a minute?
So, so badly, but...
We have to help Emily.
Let's get to work.
Scratch: Taking a little mindfulness break?
Trying to control your breathing?
That's smart.
It'll keep you sane...
And I need you sane.
Oh, how rude. Excuse me.
Look. I'm only alive
so what do you want?
Information that only you have.
What are you waiting for, then?
Dose me with your drugs, the ones that make me see
whatever delusion you suggest,
and I'll tell you what you want.
Hmm, I would love nothing more than that.
Unfortunately,
in your current physical condition,
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