Criminal Minds (2005–…): Season 11, Episode 3 - 'Til Death Do Us Part - full transcript

Hey Dana, the floral foam
we ordered came in.

It's on the counter.

Yeah, ok.

Oh, here,
let me help you.

Oh, that's ok, I got it.

Ok.

So, how was the shoot?

Fine. Except the whole time
the groom had this look on his face,

like, “What did I get
myself into?”

Not serious.

Hey, so which one's
the bride-to-be?



The blonde.

Oh, my gosh,
this is adorable.

They look like
you and Patrick.

So when's the big day?

Next Sunday.

Congratulations.

You're gonna make
a beautiful bride.

Thank you.

I'm Ryan Becker.

I'd love to take
your wedding photos,

but I think
I'm a little later.

Yeah, sorry.
Thank you.

When are you
getting married?

Me? No. I don't even
have a boyfriend.



That can't be true.

Hey, we're going
to a bar tonight

called The Wolf And The Rose.
Do you know it?

We heard it's haunted.

So they say.

Let me guess.
That's where

your bachelorette party's
going to be?

You should come by
for a drink.

Oh, no, you girls
get pretty wild at those things.

That's it. Ok, kids.

Keep it up.

Hey, come on, D.
That's all you have?

Aw, come on, now, old man.
What we doin'?

Come on, hall of fame.

I'll show you hall of fame.
Let's do it.

Wait a minute,
I was playin', Mike.

All right, listen up,
youngsters.

If you want a shot at being
in the NFL or the FBI,

I need you to go out
and play really hard

and have a great time
for 60 minutes every day.

That's gonna keep you
healthy and strong.

And don't forget,
you have to eat right for greatness,

on and off the field.

If anybody knows about
greatness, it's this man right here,

Mr. Michael Irvin.

That's right, give it up.

All right. Get up out of here,
go have some fun.

Let me see who's the fastest,
go, go, go, go, go!

Ha ha!

Look at 'em run, man.

Yeah, you got
a great thing here.

Yeah. I appreciate
you coming out to see my kids, D.

Come on, man,
it's nothing, Mike.

When I heard you were
out here doing this,

You know I had to be here.

I'll let you get that,
buddy.

Yeah.

But next time
you're in town,

let's catch another
game, you and me.

For sure.

Love, man.

Good to see you, man.

Good to see you, too.
Good seeing you.

Hey, D.

If my Cowboys don't
make it to the Super Bowl,

hopefully your Bears do.

Mike, if you were still
on the Cowboys,

I might be worried.

Yeah.

Oof.

Ah, look at him.
He's still got it.

All right, baby.

Hey, what up, mama?

Wild guess--we got a case?

You are correct.

Please pass go
and collect 200 kisses from moi,

and Hotch wants to see us.

For what?

He didn't say, but I'm having flashbacks
to being in high school

and having to go
to the principal's office.

You are too cute.
Just breathe, mama.

I'm coming in now.
Ok.

I got a call from the warden
at ADX Florence in Colorado.

Giuseppe Montolo has
refused our latest request to talk to him.

He told the warden
to us he's too busy.

He's a hitman in prison.
How busy can he be?

He's playing us.
The only leverage he has is a list

of 12 potential victims
targeted by a network of hitmen.

As long as he keeps this
list of the dirty dozen

close to the vest,
he keeps us on the hook.

Well, that may be.
We still have to treat this as a dead end.

Have you found anything
to help us identify

who the potential
targets are?

Sir, I've been working
all my channels 24/7,

shaking every digital
tree. Nothing yet.

I know. Keep digging.

We can't protect them
until we know who they are.

What?

What's going on in that
beautiful mind of yours?

I have been up every night

thinking about how
somewhere out there

there are the lives
of 12 strangers

in my freakishly beautiful
doll-like hands,

and what if I don't get there in time
and they're already dead or mostly--

Stop. Stop, stop.

Look at me.
You're gonna find them.

Right. Of course I will.

And when we get a break
in the case,

we're gonna put away
all of the bad guys

just like we always do.

Because you said so.

Let's get started.

Ok. Savannah, Georgia,

known for its charm
and southern hospitality,

though not so much
for Brandy Green of Dover, Delaware,

because 3 months ago, she came
to town for a bachelor party,

and after a night of bar hopping
with her bridesmaids,

ended up in a dumpster
in a back alley.

Cause of death was blunt
force trauma to the head.

What's that wrapped
around her face?

That would be sash
she was wearing all night

that says “bride-too-be”
embroidered on it?

The wrapping could be ritualistic,
like a shroud of some sort.

Or a sign
of the killer's remorse.

But this happened
3 months ago.

Why are we getting this now?

Because two days ago,
the body of Ashley Wilcox of Dayton, Ohio,

was also found
in an alley dumpster in Savannah.

And she also had
blunt force trauma,

but she was strangled
to death with her bride-to-be sash.

It's unlikely the work
of the same jilted lover,

since the two women lived in
different states hundreds of miles apart.

They could be surrogates.
Any sign of sexual assault?

None on Brandy.
We don't know about Ashley yet.

What's interesting
is the unsub doesn't care

about hiding the bodies
very well.

Well, he'd have to be
physically fit

to lift the bodies
into the dumpsters.

He could be sending a message

that to him women are trash,
disposable.

No, this is about marriage.

He's taking these brides
on the eve of what should be

the happiest day
of their lives.

He wants to crush that.

Their weddings
have become their wakes.

Let me hear you! Come on!

Whoo!
Whoo!

Shot! Shot! Shot! Shot!
Shot! Shot! Shot...

I'm getting married,
bitches!

Whoo! Whoo!
Whoo!

I need some air.
I'll be right back.

Hey!

Open up!

Anybody?!

Damn.

Hey!

I'm walking here.

I'm so sorry.

Trees are lazy.

Cold is monkey
ears and toes.

Bitcoin.

♪ Criminal Minds 11x03 ♪
'Til Death Do Us Part
Original Air Date on October 14, 2015

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

♪ ♪

“And think not
that you can direct

“the course of love.

“For love
that finds you worthy

directs your course.”

Kahlil Gibran's
“The Prophet.”

Established in 1733, Savannah
is the oldest city in Georgia

and one of the south's
most popular wedding destinations.

Brandy and Ashley
are both low-risk lifestyle victims,

but their behavior the nights they were
murdered was anything but.

Bar hopping, being
intoxicated in public,

getting separated
from their friends,

all of that would have
raised their risk levels,

making them easy prey.

But I am not
victim blaming here.

It's entirely understandable
that both women

would have wanted
to enjoy themselves

during their last nights
as single women.

And from the unsub's
point of view,

the bars are target rich
environments.

But why pick
only brides-to-be?

Why not choose women
a little less high-profile?

Wearing a bride-to-be sash must be
like waving a red cape at a bull.

Actually,
bulls are colorblind.

So it doesn't really matter
what color cape a matador waves,

it's the cape's movement that elicits.
an aggressive charge response.

But Morgan's metaphor
still applies here.

This is probably a man
who had his own engagement broken off,

so living in Savannah,
surrounded by weddings and happy brides,

it must be driving him crazy.

Sir, we just got a report

that a third bride-to-be
went missing.

Madison Mills, 25,
from Tampa, Florida,

was celebrating at a bar
with her bridesmaids

last night,
when she disappeared.

She's supposed to get
married next Sunday.

The first victim
was 3 months ago,

the second two days ago,
and now Madison.

He's accelerating.

He may be a townie
trolling bars to meet women.

What if he interacted with them
and they turned down his advances?

He could have felt emasculated,
thus triggering his rage.

I'll see if there's any connection
between the brides-to-be.

And, Garcia, look for men living in
the area with violent criminal records.

Also any men who were
recently engaged

and any who've had
the engagements broken off.

Check for cold feet.
Got it.

So how do we know
Madison didn't hook up

with a guy at a bar? I mean,
she could still be sleeping it off

and just doesn't want
to face her friends.

We should check into that.
In the meantime, Morgan, you and Lewis

retrace the victim's
last steps.

Reid, go to the M.E.,
and Dave and I will go

to the P.D. and talk
to the families.

Captain, I'm Agent
Hotchner, this is Agent Rossi.

Glad you're here.
I started coordination

with local media
like you asked.

Great. Madison's parents,
are they here yet?

Their plane just landed.
I sent a cruiser over

to pick them up
from the airport.

What about the bridal party?
They were the last ones to see her.

Yeah. The maid of honor,
Kelly Goodwin, she's on her way it.

The other bridesmaids
are back at the hotel if you need them.

This way.

Ashley Wilcox, cause of death,

asphyxiation caused by
strangulation.

Her head was wrapped
postmortem.

Were you able to get
anything out of the sash?

Some trace DNA.

We're running it
through CODIS.

The ligature marks
show hesitation

on the part of the killer.

He pulled the sash
tight across her neck

and then released it
several times before she died.

It could be the unsub's way
of torturing his victims,

or he's reluctant to kill.

This looks like it was
caused by some sort of heavy object.

I'm thinking a flashlight
or a lead pipe, perhaps.

That's what
I was thinking.

Any sign
of sexual assault?

No. The first victim,
Brandy Green,

died instantly from
the blow to her head,

but the killer took
more time with Ashley.

The unsub
could be impotent,

and choking his victims

is how he satiates
his urges.

The press-on nails
on that hand are missing,

probably ripped off
in the struggle.

The nails
have been bitten off.

Maybe Ashley bit her nails
before she was tortured?

Nail-biting's an unsanitary habit,
but pretty common.

True, but it's still considered
an impulse control disorder.

It's often associated with other
body focus repetitive behaviors

such as skin picking,
skin biting, and trichotillomania.

But, in this case,
I think there's more to it than that,

because the nails haven't been bitten
underneath the press-on nails.

Are you testing the saliva?

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking the unsub
bit Ashley's nails.

I've seen some
freaky stuff in my day,

but never this.

He most likely has
some sort of mental disorder.

I'll say.

When Madison didn't come back,

I went outside
to see if she was sick.

We were drinking a lot.

But you couldn't find her.
Did you try her cell?

She didn't answer.
It went right to voicemail.

We thought maybe
she went back to the hotel.

But this morning when she
still didn't come back...

That was when
you called the police?

And this all happened
at The Wolf and The Rose?

Yes.

Ok, Kelly, would you
be willing to try something

that could help us find out what else
you might remember?

Anything, if it will
help find Maddie.

I want you
to close your eyes.

Ok, good.

Now think back
to last night.

Think about the sounds,

smells, the textures
you experienced.

What's the first thing you noticed
when you walked in the door?

The smell of stale beer.

And it was noisy.

I had to shout to be heard
over the talking and music.

I kept getting bumped
because it was so crowded.

But I didn't care.

We were all having fun,
especially Maddie.

I'm getting married,
bitches!

Whoo!
Whoo!

People were buying us
drinks.

They were happy for her.

So was I.

Was there anybody
trying to get close,

anybody making you feel
uncomfortable?

No. No one.

Wait.

There was someone.

I know who
you girls are.

I had just asked the DJ
to play a song.

I was walking back
to Maddie.

This guy
was yelling at her.

What was he saying?

Don't lie!

I couldn't really hear.
It didn't make sense.

What did he look like?

Um, white,

light hair.

I'm not real sure.

Did Madison know him?

When I asked, she said
he was just some drunk.

Do you think
he took Maddie?

We don't know. But we're gonna get
you and your friends

to look at some mug shots, ok?

Can I go back
to the hotel now?

I think I'd like
to lay down.

Yeah, sure.

Thank you, Kelly.
You did really great.

So maybe our unsub
likes a challenge?

He wants a woman who's the center
of everyone's attention?

Well, we know how
he got Madison,

but how did he get
Brandy and Ashley?

Hey, talk to me, sweet stuff.

So diving into local
arrest records,

one name keeps popping up.

Karl Ulrich.

He lays asphalt
for a living,

and here's where
the plot thickens

like a viscous, creepy soup.

3 months ago his fiancee
left him at the altar

and he have gone off
a deep end ever since.

Sit down, Karl.

Well, you've got quite
the reputation here.

Public intoxication,

trespassing,
harassing women.

You've been kicked out
of most every bar in town,

the latest being
The Wolf And The Rose last night.

I wasn't bothering nobody.

I was just being friendly.

With a young woman
named Madison Mills.

She's getting
married next week.

That's my problem how?

She went missing
last night.

Well, hey, I don't know
nothin' about that.

Maybe the bitch changed her mind about
the guy and took off.

Like your former
fiancee Stacy?

She left you 3 months
before your wedding.

Wow. That must have
really pissed you off.

Nah. It's all good.

Really?

Because you violated
a restraining order

she took out
against you.

I went over there
to get my ring back.

Where did you go last night after
The Wolf And The Rose?

Went out with some buddies.

Where?

To an all-night diner
on Bay Street.

Check it out
if you don't believe me.

Oh, we will.

I'd say take a picture,
it lasts longer,

but I'm
the photographer.

Hey, that's really
beautiful.

You're a real artist.

Really?

Yeah.

Come on, smile.

Oh, no, Ryan, not me.

Say Limburger.

No, stop.

Stop!
Hey, what's going on?

Oh, your sister and I
are having a little fun.

Great news.
The Georgia Woman's Association

accepted our bid to do the flowers
for its fundraising gala.

That is great.

Awesome, Nicole.

It's gonna be
a lot of work,

but it'll really
raise our profile.

And, Ryan,
they loved your work

and they want you
to do the photography.

Terrific.
Of course they did,

how could anyone resist you?

You're gonna give me
a big head.

I've been on the phone
all day.

How about we go
grab some coffee at jumping java?

Dana, you want some?

Um...Uh, no, I'm good.

We'll only be
about an hour.

You know there's nothing
going on between me and your sister.

It's all an act
so I can be closer to you.

Really? You promise?

Have I ever lied to you?

You know who the real
threat to our love is...

and what you have to do.

All night, huh?

All right, mama. Thanks.

Captain, you can release
Karl Ulrich.

I thought he looked
good for it.

When I showed him
Madison's photo,

he had absolutely
no cognitive reaction to her.

And his alibi checks out.

Karl's a creepy dude and he definitely
has issues with women,

but he's not our unsub.

So we're back
to no suspects.

Madison's been gone
15 hours now,

longer than any of
the other women.

We still have no idea
how Madison and the unsub

crossed paths before
The Wolf And The Rose.

If we can figure out
where he first saw her,

we may still save her.

I don't think
I can do it.

You did it before.

I know, but I--

You saw how she was
flirting with me,

touching my arm, begging me
to come for a drink.

Well, maybe she was
just being nice.

No, she's a slut.

She wants me in her bed.

I thought you loved me, Dana.

Of course I do.

See?

This is you and me
at our 7th grade dance.

That's when I knew
I loved you.

Then you must protect
the purity of our love.

Do what has to be done.

I'm sorry.

You only have yourself
to blame.

Baby girl, you there?
Speak now

or forever hold your peace.

Listen, Reid thinks
that our unsub

may have a mental illness.
Run that against your list

of local men with records.

Domestic disputes, peeping,
public intoxication.

And check to see if any
have been released

from public or private mental health
institutions within the area.

Bingo, 5 names.
Sending them now.

A man walking
his dog found her.

Why change
dump sites now?

The unsub could have figured
a dumpster downtown was too risky.

She's got a gash on the side
of her head like the others.

And look at this.

Is that lipstick?

By wrapping and marking
Madison's face,

the unsub's taking away
her beauty.

And by choosing
the word “slut,”

the unsub's commenting
on Madison's virtue.

Virtue and beauty are traditionally
celebrated attributes in women.

That's especially true
for a bride or a bride-to-be.

The unsub is female.

How do you figure that?

3 female victims,
no sign of sexual assault,

and the victims were all strangled,
but not manually.

And the word “slut”
written here in lipstick,

is linguistically a word choice
typically made by females.

Now it's time
to deliver the profile.

We believe the unknown
subject we're looking for

is a white woman in her
late 20s to early 30s.

Because she was able to subdue,
control, transport, and dispose

of the 3 victims,
she's most likely large and strong.

But she comes across
as non-threatening,

allowing her to get close
to her victims before attacking them.

We should be interviewing
wedding vendors.

They may have
come in contact with this woman.

This list obviously
includes caterers, florists,

photographers,
wedding planners,

hotel managers,
and bridal shop workers.

And even though
brides-to-be

seem to be the only
targets right now,

it's important that
everyone take precautions.

We need you
to pay attention.

Be aware
of your surroundings

and do not go out alone.

If you're in a group,
stay in a group.

And if you happen to be drinking,
then be smart about it

and let somebody else
drive for you.

Is she making a statement

about the institution
of marriage?

Because of her
poor self-image,

as evidenced by the demeaning
language and the nail-biting,

we believe she is angry
with these brides-to-be

because of some romantic
frustration or disappointment

in her own life.

She's most likely lashing out
over something or someone

she feels she'll never have.

She attacks with
a level of violence

that demonstrates
this is personal.

She may be jealous
of her victims

for having something
that she desperately wants for herself.

Thank you.

I love to watch you sleep.

Ohh. I must have fallen
asleep waiting for you.

I'm here now.

I did what you asked.

That girl won't
bother you anymore.

Bother us.

You did the right thing.

Really?

Absolutely.

Dana, you in here?

Dana, are you ok?

There, that's better.

It's a gorgeous day.

Could go for a walk
around the lake.

Remember when we were little,
we'd stay out all day

till it was dark.

Mama'd stand on the lawn
calling our names.

The only way she could
get us to come home

was by bribing us
with ice cream.

What do you say about
going back to see Dr. Gorman?

I don't need to.

I could come with.

I'm fine.

Dana, you're sleeping a lot.

And locking yourself away
in your basement workshop,

it's not good.

And all this online shopping,
sweetie, I'm worried.

You taking your medication?

I told you already,
I don't need to.

I'm fine.

Ok.

Sorry.

Hey. Ryan wants to take
you and me out tonight

to Lombardi's
for a special dinner.

He does?
Uh-huh.

He said special?

Why don't you take a shower
and put on something nice?

Ok.

Great.

What can you
tell us, Garcia?

That the stress and pressure
of planning the perfect wedding

is enough to drive anyone
bonkers.

Garcia, you find any connection

between the wedding vendors
and the 3 victims?

Oh, yeah. Brandy,
Ashley, and Madison

all went to the same
30 vendors,

one of which does
a horse-drawn pumpkin carriage.

I mean, come on.
I need that in my life.

Anyway, I talked
to all the vendors

and none of them remember
a large, strong non-threatening woman

who was recently dumped
by her fiance

so she had to cancel
all of her plans.

They said they'd definitely
remember a customer like that.

But what if the unsub
didn't visit one of the vendors?

What if she is
one of the vendors?

That's a more
statistically probable way

that the unsub could come in contact
with all the victims.

If she had
a relationship that ended badly,

dealing with happy brides
every day could fuel her anger.

Garcia, see if
any of the vendors fit the profile

and if any have been
recently divorced.

Asketh
and you shall receiveth.

If she's attacking
brides-to-be

because she was in
a bad relationship

or one didn't go
as she hoped,

then she's most likely
depressed.

Yeah, but in my experience,
depressed women

don't display this level
of violence towards others.

Even if the depression's so severe,
it leads to psychosis?

The red one.

I can't do this anymore.

What's wrong?

This.
This sneaking around,

hiding our love.

We should be together.

You're right.

No more hiding.

Tonight at dinner,
you and I

are going to tell your sister
and the world about us.

You promise?

I promise.

Is it fresh?

It's hot.

Thank you.

You're, uh...

You're not wearing your ring.

Pardon?

Your engagement ring.
You are engaged, aren't you?

I mean, you just seem
to know a lot about planning a wedding,

and there's an indentation
on your ring finger.

You got me.

Uh, yeah, I just don't like wearing
my ring on the job.

Your fiance, is he
in our line of work?

Douglas. He's an
environmental lawyer.

Oh, he's one of
the good guys.

Yeah, he is.
I guess I got lucky.

But?

It's complicated.

Oh. Hey, when is it
never complicated?

Well, what does your upcoming wedding
tell you about this unsub?

Uh, well, here's something.

I don't--I don't know
why this is,

but ever since Douglas
and I got engaged,

women seem way more
flirtatious with him.

And they'll do it when I'm sitting
right there next to him.

It drives me nuts.

I don't think you need
to worry about all that stuff.

Just let it go.

But we don't think
this unsub is engaged.

No, but here's why
I bring it up.

What if she's in love
with a guy that is?

When I moved
back home 6 months ago,

I never imagined that
I'd be sitting here tonight

with you two
beautiful women.

At first, working
together every day

rekindled the friendship
that we had as kids.

But that friendship
blossoms--forgive the pun--

into love.

Yes.

So, tonight,

in front of her sister
and a roomful of strangers,

I need to ask...

Nicole,

will you marry me?

Yes!

Yes!

Oh, yes!

Whoo!

Congratulations!

Ok, let's add it up.

We may have a wedding vendor

who is in love with someone
who doesn't love her back

or who might be engaged.
And she's probably severely depressed

because of her physical
and emotional state.

Assuming she's under a doctor's care,
she might be off her meds.

Nail-biting can be a symptom of that.

What's up, Garcia?

I found several
female vendors

who went through a divorce,
but none in the past 6 months.

Do any of them have
a history of depression?

Nuh. Zilch. Sorry.

What about women
whose family members or loved ones

recently got engaged?

Hey, here's something.

There's a local woman,
Nicole Seavers,

who, according
to social media,

just got engaged last night.

Here's her Instagram post.

She owns a flower shop,
Blossoms,

and her new fiance
happens to be a wedding photographer

named Ryan Becker,
working out of said shop.

She doesn't have
the physicality to be the unsub.

But the unsub could be
someone close to Nicole.

Garcia, we need to look
at people in Nicole's

immediate circle
of family and friends.

It's not the way, Dana.

You lied!
You proposed to Nicole.

I had to. But it's
all part of the game.

We just have to keep
playing it a little while longer,

then we can be together.

Wait, so you don't
want to marry my sister?

She tricked me,
like those other girls tried to.

I love you, Dana.
It's always been you.

Remember our first dance,

how it felt to be
in each other's arms?

It was like we were
the only two people

on the dance floor.

I knew then that
you were my destiny

and we'd be together
forever.

You know who the real
threat to our happiness is.

Oh, no.
No, I can't.

Yes. You know
what she did.

Yes!

Do I really have to?

Do it for us.

For us.

Ohh...

Oh, dear.

Ohh.

You guys, you guys,
Nicole Seavers

inherited the flower shop from
her mother, who died a year ago.

Her older sister Dana Seavers
also works there.

So the mom left the shop
only to one daughter?

That must have
hurt Dana.

Is the father
in the picture?

No. He left
when they were little.

This is the part
of the story

that is disturbing and
sad at the same time.

So, you know how Nicole and Ryan
got engaged last night?

Well, 3 months ago,
Dana set up a wedding registry.

She must have known in advance
about her sister getting engaged.

Maybe the boyfriend
enlisted her help.

No, the wedding registry
isn't for Nicole and Ryan,

it's for Dana and Ryan,
and according to Dana's credit cards,

she's been buying stuff
off the wedding registry

and sending them to herself.

Ok, so she must be
suffering from psychosis,

confusing what is real
with her own little fantasy world.

This isn't just psychosis.
This is a psychotic delusion

based on Ryan Becker.

And then when
another woman threatens that delusion,

she suffers
a psychotic break.

Dana's her sister Nicole
got engaged to Ryan,

which means Nicole
is Dana's next victim.

Garcia, we need addresses
for the floral shop and for both sisters.

Dana and Nicole both live above
the flower shop. Sending now.

Thanks.

Morgan.

Clear!

Clear!

Clear!

Look at this place.

Clutter or the constant
presence of a messy room

is often a sign
of depression.

“Mr. and Mrs. Ryan Becker.

Mrs. Dana Becker,
Dana and Ryan Becker.”

she created a checklist
with her life together with Ryan.

Farmhouse, a chocolate lab,
and two kids named Megan and Jake.

Look at this,
bupropion.

It's an antidepressant.
This was dispensed

6 months ago, but
the bottle's sill full.

Trinessa.

Metformin.

Spironolactone?

That's an interesting
combination of meds.

Those are typically used
to treat a hormone imbalance.

It sounds to me like
Dana has polycystic ovaries syndrome.

It can cause obesity,
excess hair growth,

acne, and depression.

PCOS is fairly common in
teen girls and young women.

It sadly affects one in 10 women
of reproductive age.

The good news is
it's treatable.

Ok, but it's PCOSs.
It didn't turn Dana into a killer.

I'm not saying that.
I'm just saying it might have contributed

to her becoming depressed.

Dana's registry gifts.

I'd say she's kind of
obsessed with him.

No kidding.

We need to find Ryan Becker.

Anything upstairs to tell us where she
might have taken Nicole?

Nothing. But if Nicole is
engaged to Dana's true love,

Dana could go over the edge.
We don't have a lot of time.

African violets,

Chinese hibiscus, roses,

lilies, and orchids.

What are you
thinking, kid?

They're all fresh flowers,
but in order

for all these varieties
to thrive in this climate,

they'd need a controlled
environment.

They've got a greenhouse.

Dave, you and Reid
stay here in case they come back.

You're just like
all the others!

Dana, what's wrong.

I thought
you were different.

What are you talking about?

Ryan.
You can't marry him.

Dana, calm down.

I was just as surprised
as you were when he--

No, listen. It isn't
how it's supposed to go.

What's supposed to--
He promised!

why are you doing this?

I won't let you take him
away from me.

Dana, stop.
You're hurting me!

You leave me no choice!

You're upset.
I am going to text Ryan

and ask him to come here
so we can all chat, ok?

Ryan's mine!

You slut!

With Nicole and Ryan
getting married,

Dana probably feels
that everyone she's ever loved

has abandoned her.

First her father and mother

and now her sister and Ryan.

I may actually
feel sorry for her.

Nicole's got everything
Dana's ever wanted for herself--

love and affection
from a man.

If only you'd have
stayed away from him.

Dana?

What's going on?

Why are you dressed
like that?

Today's my wedding day.

What?

Ryan and I
are getting married.

Oh, honey, no.

You're not.

Yeah. He loves me.

Of course he does.
But like a sister.

My sister.

No. He was
my boyfriend first.

You two dated one summer
in middle school.

That's all.

This whole love affair
is in your mind.

You're wrong.
Just wait and see.

All right, thanks, sweetness.

Garcia just tracked
Ryan's phone.

He just arrived
at the greenhouse.

She talk to him?
He didn't pick up.

She also saw a text
from Nicole

asking him to meet her
at he greenhouse ASAP.

He's probably walking into
Dana's psychotic fantasy.

I'm not angry, ok?

Just untie me.

We're sisters.

And sisters always look out
for one another, right?

She's trying
to trick you.

But she's my sister.

She'll never stop trying
to take me away from you.

I don't want to hurt her.

You're not talking to anyone.
There's no one there.

Don't listen to her.

You do all this for me?

Yes. Do you like it?

It's perfect.

Dana?

Your sister can be
our witness.

Then you know what
you have to do.

Nicole, Ryan!
I got your text!

What the--

Ryan, help me!

No!

Don't--don't come
any closer.

Dana, why are you
doing this?

She's sick, Ryan.
She needs help.

You said I had to.

You said this was the only way we
could be together.

Dana, put the knife down.

Don't you see?

She'll try to take him
away from me.

And Nicole now understands
that that would be wrong.

Don't you, Nicole?

Yes.

Yes.

I'm so sorry, Dana.

Lower your weapons,
everyone.

But this is crazy.
Dana tried--

No, no.

Dana, you love Ryan.

But you also love
your sister.

We know
you're sad, Dana,

but hurting Nicole is not gonna
make that go away.

You're right. It won't.

Oh, my God,
Dana, don't!

Ryan, tell her you
love her, right now.

Dana, I--I love you.

I--I do.

I knew it.

You came back for me.

Yeah.

Nicole.

I know you would never
stand in the way

of your sister's
happiness, would you?

No.

Ryan, it's over between us.

You love Dana
and always have.

Dana,

you and Ryan can finally be together
like you were meant to be.

Meant to be.

♪ There he goes ♪

♪ and he's right on track ♪

♪ except for now
it can't be here ♪

♪ but I'm coming back ♪

♪ and he knows ♪

♪ in the same old sky ♪

♪ that I'll be up
within the clouds ♪

♪ making sure he's fine ♪

♪ and I ♪

♪ I don't want to leave alone ♪

♪ know I come from
a broken home ♪

♪ and I ♪

♪ just can't do without him ♪

♪ here I go, hear me call
right after you ♪

♪ bouncing off
of the side of life ♪

♪ a few broken mirrors ♪

♪ to get me through this ♪

Alfred Lord Tennyson wrote,

“i hold it true
what ere befall,

“I feel it
when I sorrow most,

“'tis better
to have loved and lost

than never to have
loved at all.”

♪ there he goes ♪

Here you go.

Thank you.

Wow, so that's where
the sun went.

Nice rock.

Thank you.

Uh-oh. Trouble in paradise?

Uh, no. I love him.
I really do.

It's just, um...

This job makes things...

Complicated?

What's complicated?

Relationships.

You're not the only one,
Tara.

So, Morgan, when are you and
Savannah walking down the aisle?

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Baby steps. Baby steps.

What are we doing?

When Derek Morgan
says “I do,”

it'll be a national day of mourning for
single women everywhere.

Just don't elope.

Wow. Sounds like
there's a story there.

Oh, there is.

I married the third
ex Mrs. Rossi

at a drive-in
wedding chapel in Las Vegas.

I had an Elvis impersonator
perform the ceremony.

You're kidding.

Wait for it.

I'm playing twenty-one.

I've got a streak going,

I can't lose
even if I try.

Krystall's the dealer.
One thing leads to another...

I should have known
it wouldn't last.

Krystall spelled her name
with a “K” and two Ls.

We sobered up
the next morning,

the divorce
was just as quick.

I will never make
that mistake again?

What, get married,
or have the King of Rock 'n' Roll

as your
justice of the peace?

Both.

Thank you very much.

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