EXT. COLORADO WOODS – 6:00 AM.

We see HOTCHNER and MORGAN, along with WINSLOW, HAMMON, and a handful of other official looking men. They are standing just outside a crime scene taped circle. They are dressed in outdoor/hiking gear.

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HOTCHNER

We've seen how the bodies were positioned, in the photographs. Winslow, anything that stood out?

You were first on the scene for the last four victims, correct?

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WINSLOW

Yes. After we realized this guy wasn't going to stop, and I pulled the case, they started calling

me with each body. As for anything standing out? No. It looked liked the bodies just landed where they fell. After they bled out.

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MORGAN

So there was nothing special, just bodies arranged via gravity. Did they appear

to have been chased? Or dropped?

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WINSLOW

Coroner thought they were dropped. Carelessly. What's that tell you about this guy?

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HOTCHNER

It tells us that once this guy gets what he wants, he's done with them. Then they're discarded.

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MORGAN

So it is a purpose driven killer, and he's accomplishing his purpose before he kills them.

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HAMMON

And just what is that purpose?

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HOTCHNER

That's what we are trying to figure out.

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HAMMON

How are you going to do that?

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HOTCHNER

By studying his habits, by determining why chess seems to factor in.

Studying victim behaviors, forensic evidence, and environmental factors.

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MORGAN

We know the guy is local, probably military or law enforcement. This guy knows

this area, and knows it well enough to evade detection for nearly eight weeks.

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WINSLOW

You think this guy is one of our people? Why?

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HOTCHNER

Because this guy is trained. He knew where to make the cuts to cause the most pain with

the least bleeding. He's been trained on survival techniques—that's evidenced by

the amount of time he keeps his victims alive, and in this harsh environment.

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MORGAN

Signs point more to this guy being a part of base life, but law

enforcement isn't out of the question. This guy can

handle a weapon, and survive in the woods.

I'm saying he had training as well.

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WINSLOW

Training? Like?

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HOTCHNER

Special forces.

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WINSLOW

Like a sniper of some sort?

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HOTCHNER

No. I was a military sniper. That's about precision, accuracy, quick decisions.

This is about sustainability in a primitive situation. He may

be able to handle a gun, but there's nothing that states he's a marksmen.

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MORGAN

But this guy has some sort of specialized training.

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HOTCHNER

There's no doubt about it.

INT. COLORADO MILITARY BASE COMMON ROOM – 6:00 AM

We see PRENTISS, REID, ROSSI, and JAREAU making there way through the cafeteria area. PRENTISS and JAREAU are attempting to navigate through the predominantly male crowd toward the table where their male colleagues wait. It isn't easy, as they are the center of the room's attention. Finally, they approach the table. ROSSI stands politely, and to let PRENTISS into the back seat of the booth. REID does the same, letting JAREAU sit next to the wall. It's a subtle hint to the men in the room not to disturb the two female agents.

PRENTISS

This is getting ridiculous.

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ROSSI

And this is just breakfast. Imagine what it will be like

when the ones who don't eat breakfast arrive for lunch.

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JAREAU

Great. Female-feeding-frenzy. These guys can control themselves, correct?

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ROSSI

Of course. But that doesn't mean they aren't fantasizing

about either one of you. Or both of you—together.

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PRENTISS

Dave.

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REID

It's the predominant male fantasy, you know.

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PRENTISS

Yes, Reid. I know. That doesn't mean I want to participate

in someone's fantasies. In any manner. At least (BEAT)

not without knowing them better first. Besides,

I thought you were above that kind of behavior. (SNICKERS)

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REID

I…uh….well. I am a guy, too. Not just a genius.

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JAREAU

We know, Spence. And Emily is just giving you a hard time. Right, Em?

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PRENTISS

Right. Still, it is a little unsettling the way they are staring. We've

been stared at before. On cases, in precincts. But this is different. This is…

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JAREAU

Hungry. It's like they're a damned pack of wolves.

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PRENTISS

And we're the poor, defenseless little sheep.

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ROSSI

You, Emily Prentiss, will never be a sheep. Neither will you, Agent Jareau.

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REID

Someone should probably tell them that.

We see the pilot, SEVILLE, walking by with his tray of breakfast. He stops and makes a point of nodding at PRENTISS. She smiles, acknowledges him, back. He continues on, then settles at a table a few feet from theirs, with several other men/women in pilot jackets. He is an attractive man, and draws the attention of all around him effortlessly. He is confident, and it is visible.

ROSSI

Feeling a little sheepish, Emily, with the good pilot?

Better be careful—Hotch thinks this guy is military. You're Pilot Seville, for instance.

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PRENTISS

He's not my anything, Dave.

SEVILLE chooses that moment to look back at their table. He smiles when he catches PRENTISS'S eye.

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JAREAU

But I think he wants to be.

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