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[Instrumental version
of “Jingle Bells” playing]

[Song ends]

[Song begins again]

[Cat yowls]

Jess, I really appreciate
you doing this last-minute.

I thought when I committed
to chaperoning the field trip,

I would be able
to take the day off.

Don't worry. I'm looking
forward to it, actually.

The Air and Space Museum
is always fun.

With 24 fifth-graders?

You ok?

Yeah. I'm good.

A little tired, maybe.

Ok. I left you some cash
in the kitchen,

in case you guys want to
get some pizza tonight.

Ok.

Just call me if
anything comes up. Ok?

Thanks again.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Where are we
on the multiple homicides?

It's in Bethesda at the home
of Frank and Donna Kingman.

She's the former
Donna Stancroft,

heiress to the Stancroft
Electronics money.

We're setting up a live
feed transmission from the crime scene.

Sergeant Carlson,
can you hear me?

Sure can. How about
on your end?

Loud and clear. Why don't you walk
us through it, Sergeant.

Ok, here we go.

Morgan: When were
the victims found?

Carlson:
About an hour ago.

Neighbor noticed the
front door was left open,

called the police.

Nothing's been disturbed?
No, ma'am.

You're seeing what
the responding officers saw.

Is that music I hear
in the background?

Yeah. A phonograph in the study
playing “Jingle Bells”

over and over.

Sleigh bells in April?

The unsub may have been
trying to recreate

the atmosphere
of a holiday meal.

It looks like
their hands were bound.

Carlson: They're bound, shot
in the head execution style.

4 victims
but 6 place settings.

Maybe two of the intended
victims were no-shows.

Or managed to escape?

Well, escape seems unlikely

given the highly
organized nature of--

Carlson: Over there!
Get him!

Police!
Get the hell away from me!

Get off me!

♪ Criminal Minds 10x20 ♪
A Place at the Table
Original Air Date on April 15, 2015

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

♪ ♪

Rossi: “When one has
not had a good father,

one must create one.”

Friedrich Nietzsche.

His name's Ezra Warren.

He's 23 years old,
works as a waiter in D.C.

He's got a clean record.

So except for being
covered in blood

at the scene
of a mass murder,

just your average Joe.

The victims
are Donna Kingman

and her two children
Jenna and Lance

and Donna's mother Clara.

Hotch:
And what about the husband?

Frank Kingman.
Police are searching for him now

and the oldest son
Dillon.

The other place settings
were probably for them.

Jenna, Lance, and Clara
were all shot in the head,

but Donna was strangled.

Yeah, her kill was personal.

She was likely
the primary target.

[Door opens and closes]

I didn't do it.
You have to believe me.

Why were you
in the house, Ezra?

It was supposed to be
a birthday celebration.

Whose birthday?

Lance's mom.

Lance Kingman,
one of the victims?

Were you and Lance
friends?

We were in love.

Why didn't we just stay away
like everyone wanted?

Who wanted you
to stay away?

Lance's dad.
He hated me.

Because you're gay?

Yeah.

But, you know,
Lance said screw it.

It was his mom's birthday
and we were gonna go

whether he liked it or not.

Tell me what happened.

The 4 of them had just
finished dinner.

Lance and I show up,
and immediately

Lance and Frank got into
this massive fight.

You're not the one
who decides who comes...

As long as I'm the man
in this house, I won't...

I'm not one of your
stupid workers.

Please stop...

Ezra: I went upstairs
to Lance's room

to get away from them.

I was already pretty drunk,
so I vaped some hash

and passed out.

[Frank yelling indistinctly]

Donna: Please stop shouting.

Lance: Please stop!

When did you wake up?

I don't know.

It felt like the middle
of the night.

So I go down
the stairs and...

I hear this creepy
Christmas music playing.

So I go into
the dining room and...

[Crying]

Lance was dead.

They all were.

So your response was to run back upstairs
and hide in the bedroom.

I panicked. I saw police car
lights outside and I panicked.

Why did we have to go?

Why didn't we just stay away?

Why?

There's no sign of robbery
or forced entry.

Dirty dishes in the sink.
They already had their birthday dinner.

4 dishes,
4 sets of silverware.

Frank, Donna, Clara,
and Jenna.

But 5 wine glasses.

You're right.

So who joined them
for a drink?

I guess the killer
wanted the victim to go through

a make-believe dinner
again before he shot them.

I don't think so.

Look.

The splatter,
it's on the tablecloth

but not the plates.

He shot them first
and then set the table.

The ritual wasn't
for the victims,

it was for the unsub's
own gratification.

Obviously there was some
sort of fight in here.

Or someone wanting
to make it look that way.

What do you mean?

There's precision
to the disarray.

In an actual fight,
damage tends to follow

the path of the struggle,
much like debris in a storm.

This feels more like
a calm, methodical

breaking of specific items.

And coupled with
the dining table,

that's very elaborate staging.

It's more like pathology
than a diversionary tactic.

Look, the music's
arranged by genre.

Got big band, classical,

jazz, and Christmas music.

Hey, Spence.

Hotch: Dillon Kingman's
not at this apartment.

Nothing on
Frank Kingman, either.

No activity on his cell
phone or credit cards.

And Jenna's last social media
post said that her boyfriend

was at the house
the day of the murders.

I'm having him brought in.

How'd it go?

I'll be the first to admit
my gut's not infallible.

3 marriages and 3 divorces
can attest to that.

But right now it's telling me
Ezra didn't do it.

And for what it's worth,
my gut is with Rossi on this one.

Did both of your guts
forget he tried to flee

the crime scene
covered in blood?

Lance and Ezra were a couple.

His grief seems genuine,

and there was no gunshot
residue on his hands.

And all the victims
were corralled one by one,

tied up, positioned at a table,
and then executed.

After which, the killer
laid out a table setting

that would make
Martha Stewart proud.

Morgan: Ezra was too wasted
to manage all of that.

JJ and Reid
are on their way back.

Blood was also found
in Frank Kingman's study.

It's at the lab.

Well, if that turns out to be Frank's,
aybe this is a kidnapping.

There is a lot of money in the family.
Donna's an heiress.

Frank works
in commercial real estate.

It doesn't make any sense
as a kidnapping strategy.

Murder 4 people and then
expect a ransom to be paid?

Sir, I found something.

So, eldest son, Dillon Kingman,
has a fancy car

and a fancy apartment,
but no visible means of support.

So I did some digging,
and presto.

Hotch: Money transfers
from his father.

Mm-hmm. From one secret
account to another. 5 grand a month.

How long has that
been going on?

7 years. And then
10 months ago, it stopped.

Dillon's debts have been
piling up big time.

[Cell phone rings] That flashy sports car's
about to be repossessed.

Excuse me.

Hi, Jessica, what's up?

When did this happen?

No, no, you stay
at the museum with Jack.

I'll handle it.

Is everything
all right, sir?

I have to go. I'll be back
as soon as I can.

How long had you
and Jenna been dating?

A couple months.

I can't believe she's dead.

Just yesterday
we went to the mall

to get her mom
a birthday gift.

Were you invited
to dinner last night?

No. I was working.

Um, I deliver packages
for a courier service.

Someone can confirm this?

Wait.

You--you think
that I did it?

We just need to
establish an alibi.

My boss saw me.
I put in my notice

and then finished out
my shift.

Why did you quit?

I've been meaning to
for a while.

They make us use our own
cars for deliveries

and don't reimburse us
enough for gas.

Tell us about
Jenna's family.

Enemies? Problems?

Not really.

Jenna's dad
was kind of weird.

Paranoid. Always
accusing people of things.

For instance?

He kept telling me that I'd better
not get his daughter pregnant,

which is crazy, because me and Jenna
weren't even having sex.

She was waiting
till she got married.

What about Lance and Ezra?

Mr. Kingman was a jerk
about them, too.

Jenna told me that
nobody in the house

was even allowed to talk
about how Lance was gay.

And Jenna's older
brother Dillon?

I barely met him.

He and his dad
hated each other, though.

It sounds like Frank Kingman
didn't play well with others.

He didn't.

Which is weird,

because Jenna's mom
was really nice.

Do you know what the issues were
between Dillon and his father?

No.

I asked Jenna
about it once

and she changed
the subject.

She knew, she just
didn't want to tell me.

Just sign and initial right there,
we'll be ready to go.

Thank you very much,
officer.

No problem,
Mr. Hotchner.

It's tough, I know.

Was there any damage?

A broken window is all.

The store owner knows
the situation.

He's sympathetic.
He isn't going to press any charges.

All he wants
is his window replaced.

Of course.

When did your father-in-law
sell the store?

Uh, 2008.

I used to go there with my parents
when I was a kid.

Mr. Brooks was so nice.
He'd always show me a card trick.

That sounds like him.

Well, ok,
I think he's ready.

[Buzzer]

Roy, I brought you
a coat in case you want--

Shut up.

Frank Kingman
did a lot of business

in the Toronto area, so we've
got the border patrol on alert.

You know, this is beginning
to remind of “Clue.”

Colonel Mustard's in the billiard room
with the candlestick.

Well, if it's clues
you're looking for,

we might be able
to help you.

Prints from an extra wine glass
in the kitchen sink

belong to Lance Kingman.

Lance and his dad were supposedly
in the middle of a blowout argument,

not sipping Merlot.

I guess they
worked things out.

Or Ezra's lying.

What if Lance caved
to his father's wishes

and ended things with Ezra?

That could have pushed
Ezra over the edge.

Rossi:
My money's on Dillon.

Deep in debt,
hated his father, still AWOL.

And with everyone dead,
maybe a lot of that

Stancroft Electronics money
funnels his way.

Frank Kingman isn't necessarily dead.
What if he's the killer?

I'm not seeing the why.

Same why that applies to Dillon.

Inheritance money.

We'd better find one
or both of them soon.

Dillon already found us.

He just turned himself in
to Alexandria P.D.

They're bringing him here.

I'm so sorry, Aaron.
How is he?

He's resting. Jessica,
when was the diagnosis?

Last week.

Why didn't you
say anything?

He's my father.
He's my responsibility,

not yours.

I was gonna talk to you
about it tonight.

I even left an assisted living
brochure on your desk.

Ok. Well, he's fine,

and we'll both see you guys

when you get back
from the museum, ok?

Thanks, Aaron.

Good-bye.

This is ridiculous.

Coming all the way up here.

I'm not even dressed.

Jessica said she'll
bring you some clothes

when she and Jack
come home.

I got all kinds of clothes
at my house.

What are you doing?

I've got an active case
that I need to stay on top of.

Thought you had an office
for that.

I do, but I can
stay in touch

with the phone
and the computer.

I don't need no damn
babysitter.

You're enjoying this,
aren't you?

No, I'm not.

The hell you aren't.
You're mad

because I've never
forgiven you for what happened.

And now this is payback.

Roy, this has nothing
to do with the past.

The hell it doesn't.

It has everything to do
with what we are.

It's all we got.

You. Me.

And the sweet past.

[Scoffs] Damn.

So, Dillon told police
that he had been hiking

through the Great Smoky Mountains
for the past week.

Right. And Elvis
is alive and well

and cutting a new album
in my basement.

Well, shall we see
what he has to say for himself?

You've got to find
my father.

He's the one
who did this.

You sound awfully certain.

Everyone's dead,
and he's gone.

Who else could it be?

Ok. Well, let's talk
about who else,

starting with you.

Me?
Mm-hmm.

If I did it, why the hell
would I turn myself in?

Mm. Insider tip, Dillon.
We tend to look doubly hard

at the helpful suspects.

Now, I don't suppose there was anyone
on that trail in Tennessee

that can verify
your alibi?

I did not kill my family.

We're wasting time
right now. Move on.

Ok. Uh, what can you tell me
about Ezra Warren?

Lance's boyfriend?

Why do you want
to know about him?

Assume I've got my reasons.

I don't know.
Ezra's a weird guy.

Druggie.
He's got a bad temper.

How do you know
about his temper?

I saw him kick
my dad's Jaguar once.

Hard.

He put a dent
in the side this big.

Ok, now, what about
your sister Jenna?

Anything we should know
about her?

Jen...

She was just
a party girl.

She liked to have fun.
Not really bright.

Her boyfriend Marc painted
a much more conservative picture.

That she was saving herself
for sex until she was married.

Saving herself?

No, that ship sailed
long before Marc.

Jenna told me
the no sex part was his idea.

She wanted
to jump his bones.

But why would Marc lie
about something like that?

I've got a theory.

Now would be a great time
to share that theory.

Put it this way--

Marc was a lot more
into Lance

than my sister.

You think Marc was gay.

That's how
it looked to me.

So he was only dating
your sister Jenna

to get close
to your brother.

I'm telling you
what I saw.

And trust me,

Ezra saw it, too.

[Cell phone rings]

What have you got, Garcia?

Sir, I'm sorry to bother you,
but you told me to call

if I found something,
and I found something.

Yeah, what is it?

Ok, going through Frank
Kingman's business, the financials.

He's been paying
a consulting fee

of $20,000 twice a year
for the last 25 years

to a C.L. Gilliam
and Associates.

Ok. Firstly, there isn't
nor has there ever been

a company in the United States
working under that name.

Secondly, the payments
abruptly stopped 10 months ago.

Right around the time Frank
stopped sending money to Dillon.

Exactamente. And thirdly,

the payments were made
at the same dates every year,

May 3 and--
creepy drumroll--December 24.

Jingle the jingle bells,
anyone? Hmm?

All right, expand
your search for Gilliam

and see if May 3 holds
any special significance

right.
For the Kingman family.

So why aren't you
on speaking terms with your father?

I hate the man.

I always have.

Really?

Why does that
surprise you?

Personally, I would--
i would find it hard to hate someone

that gave me $5,000 a month
for 7 years, but...

No, that--that was just
an advance on my trust fund.

Of course it was.

You have a lot of money
issues now, don't you, Dillon?

Debt. Behind on your rent.

My entire family
just got murdered.

I could be next.

Please, forgive me

if I'm not worried about
unpaid rent right now.

Yeah, the thing is, Dillon,

you weren't worried
two weeks ago either.

What are you talking about?

You were pricing condos
in Georgetown.

Expensive ones.

Almost like you were expecting
some sudden change of fortune.

It checks out.
Frank brought his Jaguar

in February to the body shop

to repair a shoe-sized dent
on the driver's door.

So, Ezra does have a history
of violent behavior

towards Frank Kingman.

That along with being odd man out
in the love triangle.

My gut hasn't gotten any more reliable
since my third divorce.

Thank you, Penelope.

Mm-hmm.

I heard you were hungry,

so I thought I might bring you
a little surprise.

What is in this?

It's a croissant
and it's still warm!

Oh, you love me
and I love you.

I know I flirt
with Derek,

but that's like
an animal blood

in the nostrils
type of thing.

What we have is a pure
transcendent blueberry-filled--

[beep]
Uh-oh.

What is it?

Uh, Dillon Kingman's Great Smoky alibi
just went up in smoke.

And according
to his credit card,

he went to the same
local gas station twice yesterday.

2.2 gallons at 7:03 a.m.

And 15.4 gallons
at 9:22 p.m.

What kind of car
does he drive?

Audi A6, 2012.

With a highway to city
ration of 4 to 1,

averaged to 29 miles
per gallon,

which is standard for
that make, model, and year,

he traveled roughly 450 miles, which
assuming one way and back

puts his destination--
225 miles away.

I want to believe you,
Ezra. I really do.

But it's not getting
any easier.

The car thing was a one-time deal.
I just lost my temper.

What about Marc Clifford?

Jenna's boyfriend?

Well, rumor has it
that Marc and Lance

spent time together.

What are you getting at?
Marc is straight.

Is he? Because Marc chose
not to have sex with Jenna

even though
she was more than willing.

Yeah, probably because
he was too busy screwing around

with his other girlfriends.

That's right. He had
two or three around town.

Lance found out, got pissed,
told him to knock it off.

He didn't want his sister
getting hurt like that.

Lance took that much
interest in his sister's dating life?

Well, with what was going on
with the parents, yeah.

What do you mean?

Nobody was supposed
to know this, but...

They were planning
on separating.

The marriage was finished.

I made you a sandwich, Roy,
if you're hungry.

This is what you and Jessica
have been doing behind my back.

You went through my desk?

I'm an old man
with Alzheimer's.

I'm not responsible
for my actions.

I didn't even know
about the situation until today.

Ohh...

Happy Hoofers Club.

That's when they take you
to a mall

that you walk around.
Big deal, huh?

You know, bingo tournaments.

Movie nights with popcorn.

What's wrong
with movie nights?

It's a damn nursing home,
that's what's wrong with it!

I can go to the movies
and chew popcorn by myself.

I've been to these places
before.

They take you there
to shrivel up and die.

Roy, the doctors have said
you're gonna need more help.

Doctors. I could write a book
of what doctors don't know.

I'm fine.

You broke into your
old store this morning

and you told the police
that you were opening up for business.

I got a little mixed up.

Now you're not allowed
to get mixed up?

They could have
taken you to jail.

This is jail!

This is jail!

I make a mistake,
a change of clothes fixes that.

You make a mistake...

I lose my daughter.

Yeah.

I'm getting
double-teamed now?

Well, you're in
twice as much trouble now.

Lincoln Tunnel toll booth,

time-stamped at 9:05
yesterday morning.

Nowhere near the Great Smoky Mountains
last time I checked.

And don't bother lying
about who your friend is.

We already know.
Vice I.D.'d her.

She's a call girl
who operates out of D.C.

Clients are lobbyists,
politicos.

I can explain that.

I drive girls to the clients
and I bring them back.

That's all.

I need the job.
I'm about to get evicted.

It's still illegal.

I'm broke.
I mean seriously, broke.

5 grand a month from your
father's just hush money, huh?

He was having an affair.

I found out by accident.

I was home from school
my freshman year of college

and I saw him outside
a motel with some woman.

Freshman. So this affair
had been going on for 7 years?

I think it went on
a lot longer than that.

Why did he cut you off?

He said he ended the affair

and came clean with my mom.

Do you know who
this other woman is?

No. I only saw her
that one time.

She was maybe
in her early 40s,

reddish hair, short.

Ok. And we have a new frontrunner
in the suspect game.

Maybe when Frank
ended things,

his mistress decided
to destroy his family.

Saving the most personal
kill for the wife,

the role she felt
she deserved.

Hell hath no fury.

Except this scorned woman
would be closing in on 50 by now.

Now, Dillon said
she was short.

Would she have
the physicality

to pull off a mass killing
like this?

What if Frank and his mistress
are in this together?

Ezra said Frank and Donna
were planning to separate.

And Donna had
most of the money.

Could be. Get rid
of the family, take the cash,

disappear
to the islands.

Um, I'm not positive,
but I'm pretty, pretty positive

that C.L. Gilliam is...

Cora Gilliam.
She's a bookkeeper

who lives and works
in Rockville, Maryland.

What makes you think
she's the one?

She's the right age.
She fits the description.

She's never been married.
And she was living well above her means

until precisely 10 months ago
when she had to downsize.

She moved to an apartment.
She put up her house for sale.

Huh?

Well, let's
go have a chat.

Cora Gilliam, FBI!
Open the door.

Oh!
Stop!

Gun!

Get your hands away
from the weapon!

Oh!

The gun's registered to me.
I'm allowed to carry it.

Carrying it's not the problem.

Pointing it at FBI agents
is the problem.

I was scared.

I saw the news reports
about Frank and his family.

I thought I could be next.

Do you know where Frank is?

No. We haven't seen
each other in nearly a year.

That's the truth.

How long were
the two of you together?

26 years.

How did it start?

I was 19.

Single mom of a 2-year-old
and barely making it,

and then I met Frank.

Was he married then?

He and his wife had just come back
from their honeymoon.

And that didn't send up
a red flag about his character?

When you're
as desperate as I was,

there's no such thing
as a red flag.

And you yourself never got married
or had any other children?

Frank's a...
controlling person.

We had an agreement.

I would be there for him
exclusively,

and in exchange he'd
take care of me financially.

It sounds colder than
it was. We loved each other.

And then he just suddenly
ended it 10 months ago?

It wasn't all that sudden.

Things had been
winding down.

After my son graduated
high school 6 years ago,

we saw each other
less and less.

Why?

I don't know why.

Maybe he finally
just got tired of me.

Men are men.

[Door opens]
Dad!

Hey, buddy.
How was it?

I went inside
a space capsule.

Uh-huh.
That's awesome. Was it amazing?

I thought I heard
my favorite grandson.

Look what I got,
grandpa.

Look at that.

A Spitfire MK-2?

That fighter plane is the greatest fighter
plane that was ever built.

Want to play
my new video game?

You want to get beat?

You're goin' down.

You--you--

you're dreaming, boy.
You're dreaming.

How's he been?

Oh, about what you'd expect.

He went through my desk
and found the brochure.

What did he say?

What's this button for?

To turn left.

Oh.

Whoa!

Not that far.

There's no way he can
stay at home, is there?

Not without
around-the-clock help.

He's on a fixed income

and there's no way
that I can afford that.

I'd offer to have him
here, but...

He'd never do that.

I know.

I'm all out of options,
Aaron.

My place is way too small.

His sister said that
she was gonna take him,

but 3 days ago
she broke her hip.

And that place
in West Virginia,

they need an answer
by tomorrow,

or otherwise they'll give it
to someone else.

I'm an awful person.

No, you're not.

It's gonna kill him.

He's a proud man.

And nobody wants to give up
their independence.

And my whole life,
he was the rock.

I have to go back to work,

but stay for dinner and we'll both talk
to him tonight. Ok?

Thank you.

I don't want
to do this alone.

[Jack laughs]

Yeah, but that's yours.

Yeah, I got the knack
of it now.

Now I'm gonna whup you.
You're toast.

You're toast.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

I'm the Wookiee master.

You're about to be
dethroned.

You let Cora go?

Apparently she's still got
enough money

tucked away
to dial up a good lawyer.

Hotch says
he's on his way back.

All right, spill it, Spence.

You got that thing going on.

Cora said when she met
Frank, she had a child.

Yeah, that's right.

But then she said
that same kid

graduated from
high school 6 years ago.

If he was two
when she met Frank,

he would have graduated
10 years ago.

The math doesn't line up.

Well, it does if
she didn't have the child

until after
she met Frank Kingman.

What if her kid
is actually his?

And there's no paper trail?

Sir, I really can't find
anything.

Cora's child must have been

home-schooled, home-doctored,
home everything.

Frank probably demanded
complete secrecy.

An illegitimate child
would destroy the marriage.

I'll keep digging,
but there's not--

You said the payments to Cora were.
on May 3 and Christmas Eve, right?

Yeah.

Well, check to see
if May 3

could be
the child's birthday.

His birthday--
his birthday! Yes!

I'm gonna take that
nugget of brilliance and run with it.

All right, thanks.

Have the police been dispatched
to Cora's apartment?

They're on their way.

Well, the kid had motive.
Seeing his mother

unceremoniously dumped
by an absentee dad.

Reid: Especially if
he and his mom

were shut out of
the family afterwards.

He came back for revenge.

Ok, but why now?
Did the unsub finally just snap?

Everything fell apart
10 months ago.

The secret affair was out.
The blackmail and extortion stopped.

And something happened in the
Kingman family between then and now.

Jenna got a new boyfriend.

Now, why wouldn't Marc
Clifford have sex with her?

According to Ezra,
he wasn't gay.

And he was sexually active
with other women around town,

so it wasn't a moral issue.

Well, what if he knew
something she didn't?

That she was
his half-sister.

Sit down, Mom.

We have something
to celebrate.

Thanks, baby girl.
You're the best.

Garcia says that Marc Clifford grew up
by the name of Marc Powers.

That's why he was
so hard to find.

Rockville P.D. says
there's no sign of Cora

or anybody else
at her apartment.

Maybe she's on the run.

Or Marc's already
gotten to her.

This house
brings back memories.

It's too bad
you have to sell it.

I never should have
told you the truth.

I would have figured out
that you lied.

You had money,
and then you didn't.

I only lied to protect you.

About who my father
really was.

I can see why.

Instead you gave me
Captain Frank Powers.

Lost in action while
gallantly serving in Desert Storm.

You grieving at home.

Pregnant with his unborn son.

You were a little boy
with no father.

You deserved a hero.

Hero.

Every dinner you would
set out a plate for him.

Remember?

You, me,
and that empty plate.

Night after night
after night.

Keeping alive the hope
that one day he would return.

I want to show you something.

Aah!

[Gasping]

He's home at last, Mom,

in the spot we always
saved for him.

There's still no sign
of Marc or Cora.

We've put an APB out.

Garcia said Cora
had downsized recently.

That's right. She moved
into the apartment

and put her house
up for sale.

We should find out
if the house has sold yet.

[Gasping]

Take a seat.

Sit down. Take a seat.

You know how I did it?

I got my gun and some rope...

and I went over to their house.

Lance and his dad
had been arguing,

but they stopped
when I came in.

Frank just gave me
a disgusted look

and left the room.

I was a nuisance as usual.

I followed after Frank.

I hit him with the gun.

He was out cold.

So I tied him up and went back into
the dining room.

I put the gun on Jenna and made
Lance tie everyone to their chairs.

[Indistinct shouting.
Stop it!

Sit here right now.
Just sit.

No. No, no.

Too tight, huh?

And then I tied Lance up.

I shot them all.

Afterwards, I reset the table.

And put on appropriate music.

[”Jingle Bells” playing]

And finally...

It was as it should have been.

With me in my rightful spot

at the head of the table.

I brought Frank back here
and killed him.

But at least before
he went, he knew.

You've done
a terrible thing, Marc.

Yeah.

I have a confession
to make.

I called you a liar.

But I told you
a lie, too.

What do you mean?

I told you
I shot them all.

But when I tried to pull the trigger
on Donna, I couldn't.

I strangled her.
And as my hands

I squeezed tighter
around her throat,

I pretended
that she was you, Mom.

What are you
gonna do to me?

I'm gonna reunite
the two of you.

Together at last,

forever.

Marc Clifford, FBI.
Show me your hands.

Morgan: Do it now.
Nobody else needs to get hurt.

Don't worry, Mom.

I killed you
already, anyway.

You're as dead as he is.

Cora: Oh, God.

God...

[Cora sobbing]

Morgan: Let's go.

Dad, can we build
my plane tonight?

Of course. The adults
need a little time first, though, ok?

Ok.

Here we go.

The talk.

Dad...

It's a good facility,
Roy.

It's only 3 hours away--

Actually, Aaron,
I've been thinking.

Dad, do you remember
when I told you

I got a promotion
at my job last month?

Mm-hmm.

That I'd be supervising
a new software unit.

Well, yes.

Well, I was going to use
the extra money

to move into an apartment
closer to town,

but if I stay
in the same complex,

we can get
a two-bedroom place.

I want you to live with me.

Ohh...

That's...

That is very sweet
of you.

But no.

Why not?

Because I don't want
to be a burden.

You wouldn't be.

You're really handy
around the house

and I could use the help.

Mm.

You're awfully quiet.

Well, it's up to you.

I will say that Jack
would like having you close.

Ho Happy Hoofers.

No bingo tournaments.

Hmm.

And we can still have
popcorn and movies.

Ok.

Ok?

Ok.

Ok. I am going
to go get our things.

When we get home,
we can start planning

what your room's
gonna look like.

Great.

I think it's
a good solution.

Oh, I'm sure you think
it's a great solution. Sure.

Given the fact that
you conceived the idea.

My brain may be checking out,

but I'm not an idiot.

Jessica told me a while ago

that her promotion
was in title only.

And this song and dance
that you two have been doing

for my benefit...

You're giving her
the extra money, aren't you?

Jack: Good night, grandpa.

Hey, big guy.

Listen, you owe me
a rematch on that car race thing.

You hear me?
Ok.

Go get everything set up.
I'll be there in a minute.

Ok?

He's all I got left
of Haley.

I see her in his eyes.

Small things he does.

I see it, too.

You and me,
we're not good, you know.

I'll never forgive you
for what happened.

I wish you didn't
feel that way.

Oh, don't be
so understanding.

For once,
take the low road

and tell me
to take a hike.

I think about what Haley would want
for this family.

Well, I do, too.

She'd want to be alive still,

and she's want to be
Jack's mom again.

She wouldn't want us
holding on to anger

or pointing fingers
at each other.

I'm pointing anyway.

You'll be rid of me
soon enough.

The doctors told me that

there will
come a day when...

I won't know who she is.

Just a stranger.

No anger.

No pain.

No regret.

You know, this disease
may not be a curse after all.

Come on, Dad, let's go.

Dad?

Coming.

All right, you lead the way.

Roy: Ok.

Hotch: “We are made wise
not by the recollection of our past,

but by the responsibility
for our future.”

George Bernard Shaw.

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