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MADELINE: Previously on
American Gothic...

Tell me you never killed anyone.

I can't do that.

And if I don't do exactly
as Alison says,

I'll end up in jail.

I need you to get me something
on Conley.

Something I can use.

That's the lead detective
in the SBK case.

Continue to pursue me,
and people will die.

No! No, you're...!

The people of Boston believed
that the Silver Bells horror

had died along
with Mitchell Hawthorne.

But after his presumed
accomplice murdered

local reporter
Jennifer Windham,

the city has been
in panic mode.

Newton resident Celeste Dubinski
pushed her new gardener

down the stairs and locked him
in the cellar.

"He seemed sketchy

in a Silver Bells way,"
Dubinski said.

Catching this killer is
my number one priority.

Which is why
I urge the public

to let us focus
our resources,

and stop calling 911

every time you
hear a bell ring.

LINDA:
Déjà vu.

My gut says copycat.

You and your gut
were in middle school

when SBK first struck in 1999.

I was one of the first
on the scene.

(sighs)

This matches it to the letter.

So I need you
to drop the charges.

The only thing
Garrett Hawthorne is guilty of

is wearing too much flannel.

You've read the most recent
forensics report, right?

These knots on Jennifer.

Exactly the same as the knots
from 14 years ago.

You smell that?

Pine.

Somehow this copycat knew
that SBK cleaned up

all his murders
with pine-scented cleaner.

DISTRICT ATTORNEY:
Copycat killers

can be incredibly faithful.

Oh, I guess you haven't gotten
to the part about the bell.

It's got the
little indentation

on the inside.

Just like the bells
from the other murders.

That detail was never
released to the public.

LINDA: How would a copycat
have gotten one?

You see the problem,
Jeff?

You can't prosecute
Garrett Hawthorne

for being
Silver Bells' accomplice,

while the actual
Silver Bells' accomplice

keeps murdering people.

My son is clearly innocent.

Rectify the situation.

¶ ¶

JENNIFER: Continue to pursue me,
and people will die.

No! No, you're si...!

Continue to pursue me,
and people will die.

No! No, you're si...!

Continue to pursue me,

and people...
The charges
are being dropped.

Your brother will
be a free man again

in a matter of hours.

That's great news.

Alison, what's going on?

Jennifer's murder...

A lesser person might
make a scathing remark

about karma right now,

but I will rise above.

What is it?

(knocking)

There's someone here to see you.
Not now.

Yeah. I don't think
she's making an appointment.

Mrs. Hawthorne. Ah, good.
Two birds, one stone.

Could you compile the cards,
letters, guest book,

anything you can find,
from your husband's funeral?

Excuse me?

I'll send someone over
to collect them soon.

What for?

I'm trying to solve
a murder case

that has national attention
and FBI oversight.

I ask you for something,
please cooperate.

And speaking of cooperation,

we're investigating
the Jennifer Windham murder.

It's odd.

Your name keeps popping up,

Councilwoman.

As soon as you free
one of my children,

you implicate another.

What bizarre obsession
do you have with my family?

I feel like you want me to go.

Yes.

Well, I'm happy to go,

but I'll need you to come
with me to the station.

I don't think so.

Fair enough.

But be aware, someone
from the press may ask me

if Alison Hawthorne-Price

is being questioned in
the Silver Bells murders,

and I will be forced
to tell them

that you are not cooperating

with the authorities.

Boston Globe?

Yes, uh, politics
section, please.

Or crime, whatever's faster.

(lock buzzes)

(latch clicks)

It takes a little paperwork,
and then, uh,

I should be out in a few hours.

Good.

If you didn't do it,

you shouldn't be charged
for it.

But you did something.

I asked you to tell me
you never killed anyone,

and you couldn't do it.

When you got back home,

you were quiet and evasive.

I understood that.

It had to be
a tough transition for you,

so I tried to be patient

and compassionate.

Tried to give you
the benefit of the doubt.

(chuckles)

I defended you.

I believed in you.

And what did I get
from you in return?

Cryptic comments.

Move evasiveness.

Kid gloves.

Garrett, you need
to talk to me.

That's what I deserve.

When I was in the woods,

there was a guy who became
sort of a mentor to me.

His name was Al Jenkins.

(wheezing)

(groaning):
Damn it.

Help me.

¶ ¶

That's heartbreaking.

He's buried next to
his niece in Cincinnati.

But that was an act
of mercy, not...

Why didn't
you just tell me?

It's not that simple, Tess.

I've never told anyone that.

Just talk to me.

From now on.

We're family.

Seeing as we're telling each
other everything now, um...

And I'm, uh...

What?

Christina's pregnant.

What?

When did you find out?

The other day on the phone.

She didn't tell me anything
more than that, though.

We're not on very good terms,
so, uh...

Do you want to be a father?

You know, if you asked me that
two weeks ago,

I don't know
what I would have said.

But...

Ever since she told me, I, um...

I really want it.

Well, I'm learning a lot
about you today.

(both laugh)

APRIL:
Finally.

Mission Rehab: complete.

Nancy Reagan's ghost
will visit you tonight,

and give you
a high-five.

(chuckling)

Yeah.

I know the transition
out of here

can be as tricky
as the transition in.

You get used to the routine.

You're gonna miss
the structure.
Right.

It's the structure
I'm gonna miss.

Why don't you focus on all the
great things

that are coming your way.

For example,
you get out early enough

to go to Jack's school event.

Hey, uh, why don't
you come with me?

Come meet this crazy kid
I've been talking about.

There's a really solid,
well-researched rule

about romantic relationships
in the first year of recovery.

I mean, this is
Saldenbrook Elementary's

Boston History Night.

It's incredibly unromantic.

(laughing)

The empirical data
is pretty overwhelming.

Dating too early
really increases

the risk of relapse.

And who are we to argue
with empirical data?

Really.

But, uh...

I loaded up your iPod
with, like,

gigabytes of
daily affirmations.

So you'll feel like
I'm constantly around.

Gigabytes.

How affirmed do I have to be?

FINNEGAN: You may not think
you need the help; you do.

It took you guys 17 years
to catch one half

of Silver Bells, and he
was already dead.

I've been living
and breathing this case.

I want your assurance

you're not going
to push me out of it.

I'm FBI. I don't
make assurances

to rookie detectives.

There's a mandatory
meeting in an hour.

We'll discuss
your participation

in the case after that.

According to these
phone records,

you and Jennifer were
really chatting it up

the last few days.

Maybe you were angry
she was sleeping

with your husband?

And you killed her
like Dad taught you to.

(scoffs)
That's your theory.

That I kick-started
a murder spree

because I'm a crazy,
jealous wife.

(door opening)

I don't know why you killed
the blind woman, though.

Doesn't seem like
your husband's type.

Carter.

(sighs)

You decide to go after
my sister-in-law,

and you say nothing to me?

Yet another conflict
of interest.

With the FBI jumping in,

it's every detective
for himself...

or herself.

If you have questions,
Brady can talk to me.

Nobody else.

You don't get to make demands.

Unless you're gonna charge me,
neither do you.

Or should I give
my lawyer a call?

It's the same one

that got Garrett
out of jail, so...

(sighs)

So, why were you making
all these calls to Jennifer?

Can you close the blinds?

Please.

Okay.

I, um...

I think Jennifer Windham
was murdered because of me.

No, Alison,
that doesn't make any sense.

It does.

And I think I know
who murdered her.

I think I know who
my father's accomplice is.

Mayor Conley.

Mayor Conley?

Your opponent.

The current mayor of Boston--

you think that he...
I know, I know.
But it's not any more farfetched

than my own father
being involved.

(sighs)

You have any proof?

I asked Jennifer to dig
into Conley because...

she took certain liberties
that other journalists wouldn't.

She brought me this.

Conley and Cutter?
I wanted to know

why Conley was taking secret,
off-the-books meetings

with one of the lead detectives
on the Silver Bells case.

Jennifer followed up.
She said she had something big,

something connecting
Conley to SBK.

She was about
to report it...

You think he killed her
before she could talk?

(sighs)

We're gonna need
something definitive.

I know.

But if Conley
was working with Cutter,

who else is involved?

You can't trust anyone

in this building.

(window opens)

¶ ¶

JACK:
It was scary.

I mean, she shot
a crossbow right at me.

And it stuck in, like,
a foot from my head.

Like this.
(laughs)

Did this really happen or this
something you're making up?

(laughs)
Jack,

did you take something
out of my closet?

Mm, no, not lately.

Why?

Is there something weird
in there?

Why don't you
head downstairs, Jack?

There's a fresh tray
of cookies waiting for you.

I think we feed him
too much sugar.

Right.
Sugar's the problem there.

Look,

now that you and Sophie

are really,
finally splitting up,

I think you should fight
for sole custody.

I don't think I could
do that to her.

I mean, she'd be...

I know she loves him.

But as far as parenting,

we both know
he's better off with you.

She's helping him
with his history project later,

so I'll go by
and see how she's doing.

And then I'll think
about it, okay?

Okay.

(lock buzzes)

Hey.
Hey.

Did you manage
to get ahold of Christina?

The number
is no longer in service.

Did you try the clinic?

She told them she was, uh,

laying low for a bit.

They're not even sure
if she's still in Boston.

Really?

Look, I mean, imagine it
from her point of view.

There's an accomplice,
you were arrested--

she's scared.

She'll find out that
you've been cleared,

that there is nothing connecting
you to any of the murders.

She'll turn up.
Or you'll find her.

She's out there.

Voilà.

Hey, Mom.
(laughs)

I got everything we talked about
and a couple extra things, too.

Did you get the soda?

Two two-liters.
(gasps)

Damn, I left 'em
by the elevator.

I'll get it.

Don't you think we should
cut down on his sugar intake?

The soda's not
for drinking.

It's for death.

Um...

you don't think you could

steer him towards a history
project that's a little more...

normal?

It's supposed
to be about Boston.

I don't know if you were
awake in school,

but Boston's history
is pretty damn bloody.

Okay.

So, I think...

Whoa.

I think we're gonna
need some more soda, Mom.

I'll get some more
on our candy break.

Yeah, sugar.

Cam, whatever.

All right, just a little
warning, 'cause I don't

want you getting caught
off guard, but the lawyer

will be sending
paperwork by this week.

The, uh, lawyer
your mommy got you?

Yeah, I really can't wait
to see what it says.

Come on.
(door closes)

BRADY: Yeah. You double-checked
the calendar?

Okay, thank you.

Was that Conley's assistant?
Yeah.

What did she say?

Well, she's being oddly evasive
about his whereabouts

on the day of the murder.

Did Jennifer make

any reference about what kind
of information she had?

Only that it was about Conley.

She sent this text

saying that she was

"fiercely protective"
of her sources.

We should start
at her apartment.

If I'm gonna
hand all this over,

at least I want an explanation.

Well, we have
reason to believe

the SBK accomplice
attended Mitchell's funeral.

That's all
I can tell you.

Appreciate your
cooperation.

We'll be in touch.

I think Cam borrowed it.
He say where he was going?

No. I can take you
wherever you need to go.

No. No, I need my truck.

Are you okay?

Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Okay.

I'm gonna go wash up.

Why the hell were you
at Mitchell's funeral?

With everything that went on
between you two,

you never should have
been there.

TESSA:
Garrett's home.

Oh,

that's wonderful.

Is he...
He's upstairs.

Hey, Mom, why did I see
an FBI agent

just leave the house?

You should ask your husband.

Their latest theory
is that the accomplice

was someone at the funeral.

Of course they're gonna
start with us.

They'll come
to their senses.

The only thing we can do
in the meantime...

is try and stay united.

APRIL:
Temptation is natural.

Temptation is natural.

What you've done
is not who you are.

What I've done is not who I am.

Oh, God!

Oh, God.

Hey.

Welcome back.

You got my keys.

Uh, yeah.
Where you going?

I got to run an errand.

You're so bad at being specific.

Uh, how long
you be gone for?

It's none of your
business, Cam.

Give me my keys.
Hey, man, listen.

I'll be damned if I let you
run out on us again

without going to...

Boston History Night.

What?

Uh, well, I told Jack
that you were getting

out of jail, and he was
all excited you'd get to see

his big presentation.

He said
that you'd like it.

Give me my keys.

I have to go.
Listen, man.

For whatever reason,

Jack feels a real connection
with you.

And since his mom
might not be

a big part of his life anymore,

it would mean a lot if you were.

(sighs)
It's your call.

APRIL: There are no losers,
just slow winners.

There are no losers,
just slow winners.

Looks fiercely protective to me.

Okay. Any ideas?

I thought you'd have,
like, safecracking gear

or something.
I'm a detective,
not Thomas Crown.

(sighs)
Okay. Look at her.

She's sexy,
she's self-aggrandizing,

narcissistic.

(clicking)

(groans)

What did you try?

36-24-36.

(scoffs)

You got any better ideas?

Her birthday?

The day she pretends
is her birthday.

Maury Povich's
birthday.

(sighs)

My husband's
birthday.

Date of her first
onscreen appearance?

The ratings of her
first time on air.

Ratings from the time she had
that micro-pig on the show,

and it went viral.
Oh, God, yeah.

That pig could
really dance.
Mmm.

(whispering):
Yeah, I'm done.

She spent her whole career
at Channel 12.

We could try 12-12-12.

(scoffs)
It can't be that easy.

She bugged him.

You said the rep
from the election commission

would be here at 5:00.

She's running late. Traffic.

Probably because
of that left-turn light

you put on Pilgrim Street.

LINDA:
What the hell is going
on here? You told me

you had enough evidence
to arrest her.
It's an ambush.

(typing)

CONLEY:
There was an accomplice?
You reopened the case?

You're supposed
to tell me these things.
LINDA: We've already arrested

Garrett Hawthorne.
CONLEY:
Good. That's good.

Because we can't afford
someone digging around.

LINDA:
Stop being paranoid.

I destroyed the evidence that
ties you to the crime scene.

You recorded us
without our consent.

That's illegal.
We didn't record it.

Jennifer Windham did.
And then she was murdered.

You let me and my family
go through that horror show

when you were working
with my father the whole time.

No. No.

The night David Morales
was murdered,

I was over
at his house.

I'd just started putting
together my mayoral campaign,

and I needed his help
getting access

to some
of the political elite.

Why would he help you?
I helped him

with his business
when he was starting out.

I thought he'd be up
for a little

"I scratched your back,
now you scratch mine."

But as it turns out,
he wasn't amenable

to my political leanings.

I got angry, he got angry,

we shouted some things,
and I stormed out.

The next morning, I heard
on the news that he was...

that he killed
by Silver Bells,

just hours
after I left him.

And then I realized
in all the chaos,

I lost a cufflink at his house.

I freaked out
a little bit, okay?

I didn't kill him.

But I figured if the police
traced it back to me,

I'd be a person
of interest.

In a major serial
killer case.

My whole political future
would go up in smoke.

So then you went
to Cutter?

I was new on the force,

but I had access.

What I didn't have,
though, was money.

My dad was losing
his house, and I-I...

needed help.

How much did you pay her
to destroy the evidence?

25 grand.

(scoffs)
LINDA: Covered most
of my dad's bills.

And we were never supposed
to talk about it again.

And then they found the belt,

and they reopened the case...
I got a
little paranoid.

(scoffs)
That's putting it mildly.

You want proof
I didn't kill Jennifer?

Check with Perry Cooper
and Cindy Frye.

They'll confirm that I was
meeting with them at the time
of Jennifer's murder.

You were coordinating
with your super PAC?
Yeah.

But as sins go,

it's not quite murder.

(scoffs)

(jangling)

(clattering)

(indistinct chatter)

Mom, who is Caleb O'Connor?

I heard you on the phone,
and I looked up his number.

Caleb O'Connor from Smoke Hill,
Pennsylvania.

He's a friend of mine.

The conversation
did not sound friendly.

You sounded pretty upset
that he was at Dad's funeral.

Because your father
hated him.

He nearly beat him to death.

Caleb O'Connor is...

The man I was having
the affair with. Yes.

Now you're checking
the numbers that I call?

We can't lose trust
in each other.

Not at a time like this.

Hi. Oh, good.

(murmuring)

Welcome
to Saldenbrook Elementary's

Boston History Night.

First up, with a fascinating
piece of local history

is Jack Hawthorne.

(applause)

People run through
the streets, screaming.

The lucky ones survive
with just a broken bone.

But the unlucky ones
are crushed or drowned.

But everything...

is... sticky.

It all started with
a poorly built vat of molasses.

The temperature suddenly rose
on January 15,

1919, and the
molasses became

too liquid-y,
and the vat... burst.

(rumbling)
The people heard a loud

rumbling noise.

(audience chuckling)

It was a wave of molasses
as tall as a house

rushing through the streets.

(laughter)
It destroyed
buildings.

It knocked people
off their feet.

Some people...
even died.

(chuckling)

(clopping)

It even stopped horses
right in their tracks.

Forever.

(laughter)

I've been running checks
on everyone

who attended
Mitchell's funeral.

Maureen Campbell knew him
from when they both served

on the board of a charity,
a wildlife conservation charity.

I feel a point coming on.

Garrett allegedly got the knife
from his father.

Why would a guy on the board of
a wildlife conservation charity

own an ivory knife?

I don't think Mitchell
ever did actually own the knife.

I think
it was Garrett's all along.
Garrett's been ruled out.

No, I know, I know. And I know
he didn't murder Jennifer.

I'm saying something
does not add up here.

You remember that
mandatory meeting today?

You missed it.
Yeah, I know.
And I'm sorry about that.

But I've been chasing down the
leads, I've been making progress

on this...
You went into the Windham
crime scene without permission.

So then I read your whole file.

You're married to a Hawthorne.

Which has given us access
that we would not

have had if I hadn't...
It's a blatant
conflict of interest.

I am the one who's saying that
we need to reconsider Garrett!

Go home.

Be with your wife.

Get this case
out of your head.

Your temporary
leave begins now.

Hey, hey, hey!
That was great, that was great.

I mean, you really figured
out how to bring out

the best of his, you
know... his Jack-ness.

I love his Jack-ness.

We made a cool little man,
didn't we?

We did. And you should
be a part of his life.

I won't fight you on that.

JACK:
Uncle Garrett.

Hey.

Did you like the part
about the melting horse?

Oh yeah, that was
my favorite part.

Hey, you listen to me.

Never stop being you.
All right?

I can't not be me.
It's all I am.

(chuckles) Exactly.

April! Hey.

Ah, you came.

Hey. Yeah, I, uh,

guess curiosity
got the best of me.

You totally undersold
the weirdness.
Yeah.

And you-- and you undersold
the awesomeness.

I thought we couldn't...

Uh, yeah. No, we-we cannot
be involved romantically,

but I feel like,
as long as we can

keep this
on a platonic axis,

we'll be fine.
Right, right.

Right, great.
I mean, 'cause

when I look at you,
that's all I think about.

(chuckles):
I mean, it's just so...

platonic.
Mmm-hmm.

Good, great. Well,
that's-that's a relief.

'Cause that's just
exactly how I feel.

I mean, Plato
would be proud.

(Cam chuckles)

ALISON: So, how are
you feeling?

TESSA: Well, there's no
morning sickness.

That's good.
Which is great,

but I am so
on edge, Ali.

Impatient. Like,

I yelled at our
mailman yesterday.

And I love our mailman.

That's not the pregnancy.
We're all on edge.

(sighs)

At least you have
a supportive spouse.

How are things with Tom?

We'll talk about it later.

Hey.
Hi.

You missed a pretty
wild presentation.
(chuckles)

Yeah, well,
I'm not gonna be missing

any more family events
for a while.

Why?

They put me on temporary leave.

What?
Yeah.

Told me to get the case
out of my head.

Oh, well,
that's a novel idea.

Let's just put it
out of our heads.

Easy enough.

Piece of cake.

JACK:
It's weird.

Hmm?

You're just smiling
way more than usual.

Nah, I'm smiling more

because I feel good
about the future.

You should.

It has infinite
possibilities.

That's true.
No, seriously.

Hmm?
I mean,

at any moment,
you could be like,

"I'm going this way.
Whoa.

No, I'm going
that way."
(laughing)

Or, "I'm doing a cartwheel,

I'm speaking French."

(laughing continues)

And, if you believe
in parallel universes,

then all of those things
are happening

somewhere in the world,
right now.

(imitates explosion)
Hey, look.

That's our candy guy.

Can I get some gummies?

(laughs):
Fine, I give in.

Go get yourself some sugar.
You've earned it.

Thanks, Dad!

No, I want my change, bud.

There is no change.
Gummies cost 20 bucks.

No, seriously.

Every time Mom has me
get gummies from that guy,

it costs 20 bucks.

It's probably just inflation.

(door opens)
Hey.

(door shuts)

Cam, he never knew.

You used our son
to buy drugs.

You gave him money

and made him
buy you drugs.

You don't have anything
to say, do you?

Because there's
no defense.

Cam, no...
You know what this is?

(voice breaking):
No, Cam. Please, no.

This is ammunition.

No!

(softly):
Cam, I love you.

This gives me
full custody of Jack.

Cam, please wait. Please!

No, Cam! Please, no!

Please, Cam. Don't go.

Please don't go.
Please, please.

Hey, hey, hey.
Cam, I love you!
I love you!

Please, Cam. Please!

I'm sorry, Cam.
Cam, I'm sorry. Please.

Cam...

I'm gonna tell you
what to do.

Okay.
So, listen to me
closely.

Okay. I'm listening.

Okay.

Make a new life for yourself.

No! No, Cam. Please...

No. No, Cam.
Make peace with the fact

that Jack won't
be part of it.
No. Please!

No, Cam!

Cam!

(sobbing):
Please come back!

No. Cam!

(screaming):
Cam!

(door shuts)
Don't you walk away, Cam!

Cam, please, no.

(sobbing):
Please!

No!

(sobbing hysterically)

ALISON:
Of all the people who could've
been Dad's accomplice...

the guy mom cheated with?
It's an odd theory.

TESSA:
Mom has lied before.

Maybe there was no affair.

Maybe Caleb was just the person
Dad was working with.

So you did the sensible thing
and arranged to meet

with a potential murderer.

It's a public place!

Tessa? Alison?

I do remember you
from the funeral.

Yeah. Your mom,
she's, uh,

pretty upset
about that.

I don't know.
I just...

I wanted to see
her face again.

How do you know her?

High school sweethearts.

It went past high school, right?

Ah.
(chuckles)

That's what I thought
this might be about.

Your mother and I, we, um...

we had a hard time letting go
of what we had.

The story we were told

is that he found you
with her,

and beat you within
an inch of your life.

Yeah.
(clears throat)

Yeah, look, I-I still
got the scars

from when I hit the, uh,
planter in the driveway.

He dragged you all the way down
the stairs into the driveway?

"Dragged"?

No, no, no, no.

He ambushed me
the moment I showed up.

He didn't drag you
down the stairs?

No.

I never made it
inside the house that day.

(bell rings)

Good choice.

Top of the line corn grinder.

How fine a grain does it get?

Put some fresh ears in that
and...

you'll end up with
quite a nice cornmeal.

I'll take it.

Pretty late in the season
to be harvesting corn.

I'm not in a super-great place
at the moment,

Cam, your story about someone
at another sibling rendezvous.

dragging a body down the steps?

It has nothing to do
with mom's affair. She lied.

There is something else
going on.

(knocking)

Come in.

(footsteps approaching)

We need to talk.

We know you've
been lying to us.

(digging)

(grunting)

(motor starts)

(grunts)

(panting)

(grinding)

Don't move!

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